Seven Worlds, One Team
Chapter One: Eighth Clone
HELLLLOOOOO WOOORLD! IT'S ME! Congratulations werewolf99, your review has been deleted along with all of your stupidity! As for everyone else, I'm back for my third fanfiction! HOORAY! Yes, you've all been waiting a long time for this (like a week), but you don't have to wait anymore! BECAUSE I'VE COME TO SAVE YOU FROM BOREDOM! Now this story takes place six months after TDU, and is very different from what I normally do. Normally, I'd give you guys some sort of competition stuff like the Hunger Games or Total Drama, but NOT TODAY! This will be a challenge for me, since I'm not use to doing this. I also have to function without my main OC, so…
Cilan: It's like Sonic 06 when Sonic and Blaze died and we had to play with all the glitch chara—
OH MY GOD SHUT UP! *kicks him in to the sun* THIS WILL NOT BE A FAILURE LIKE SONIC 06! I WILL MAKE THIS WORK! Okay? Okay. Let's do this.
Lysandre Labs, Lumiose City
Lysandre Labs. A basement full of warp panels, elevators, Grunts, everything you would find in a generation six Pokemon game. And generation one too, actually.
But that was before Lysandre went Zubat-crap crazy and tried to kill everyone that wasn't beautiful, including Pokemon, to stop conflict…? Pokemon bad guys are weird.
Anyway, Colress tapped away at the keys of the computer, a tube with a living thing forming next to it. After the apocalypse, he had fled to Kalos to escape the police. Ghetsis was nowhere to be found, so he had decided to do research on the ultimate weapon in the region. After hearing of Angel's death, he pursued knowledge for it even more than before, to use it for one reason and one reason only…to revive her.
"I've finally found enough data to rebuild the ultimate weapon!" he said to himself, typing even faster than before. "Once it's finished, I'll find her and bring her back to life! But first…" He turned to the tube in the corner, glowing with a pink energy. "I'll have to test giving life on you." He pulled down a lever on the control panel, causing the glass walls of the container to rise. A pink and blue hedgehog—a clone—stepped out. Unlike the others, she wore a frilly dress with white ribbons, pink bows, all that kind of stuff.
Colress smiled. "I've done it! I've created a Fairy-type clone! It'll be the most powerful of all…it won't even need a weapon. Now…Sylvia…I need your help with something."
"What is it?" she asked timidly.
"I need you to find someone," he replied, pacing back and forth. "Someone who looks just like you, but not living. Or at least they're in a coma-like state, anyway. Her name is Angelica, and my sources indicate that she's in a small kingdom named Arendelle, far away from here. I need you to bring her to me, understand?"
Sylvia nodded. Unlike the other clones who were fierce and always ready for a fight, she was much quieter. "I'll do it," she said.
"Wonderful," he said with a smile. He turned and opened a draw underneath the computer, taking out a box. He grabbed a small sphere-like object with two hearts on it, then placed it in her palm before closing it. "This stone will give you extraordinary power," he explained. "You will be able to transform in to something made for battle. Use it if you need it."
"Okay," she replied, examining the stone in her hand. It seemed to shimmer in the dim lights of the underground lab. "How do I find Arendelle?"
"There's no clear cut way to get there," he said. "Just follow the constellations and you should be fine." He pressed a button on the elevator, the red doors smoothly opening for her. "I wish the best of luck to you."
She nodded, then stepped in and disappeared from sight.
Colress sighed and took off his glasses. Now all he had to do…was wait.
Lumiose City, Alley
"What's taking that electric idiot so long?" Amber snapped, burning the Team Plasma logo in to the side of a building. She and five other clones were waiting in an alley for the electric one to come back. "She better not have gotten caught. I'll kill her if she did…"
The water clone scoffed. "What's Internet Explorer-head gonna do, throw Liepard? I'm pretty sure she can take on a cat—"
"I don't care!" she shot back, shoving her sword through the cracks of the brick building. "Colress can't know that we're still alive! He thought Angelica would be strong enough to kill us all…such an idiot."
"Well you can stop vandalizing the building because I'm here now," a voice said from behind. The electric clone pulled out the box Colress had from earlier, opening it up. There were seven items left inside—a chunk of Fire, Water, and Thunder Stones, two Soothe Bells with either a moon or sun on them, a piece of a Mossy Rock, and a chip of the Ice Rock. Each clone took their respective item, leaving the ice untouched.
"What are we going to do with the ice thing?" the grass look alike asked.
Amber scoffed. "Who cares? She's finally dead. It's not like any of us can use it." She tossed the box in a nearby trash can, then smiled. "There. Now it's finally where it belongs. Let's get—" she suddenly stopped talking, hearing the back door of Lysandre's café open. She peered around the corner, only to see the newest clone. "He didn't just make another one of us," she growled, narrowing her eyes. "Dumbass that can't let go of the fact that his little weapon is dead…" She took out her sword and began heading toward her. Within the blink of an eye, she pinned her up against a wall and pointed the sword at her throat. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" she snapped.
"My name is Sylvia…I'm trying to find someone named Angelica in Arendelle," she said in panic, trying to fade in to the wall. "Just let me go…"
She was about to slit her throat when she saw the heart filled stone in the clone's hand. "Okay," she said quietly, backing away. "I'll let you go. But first—we fight." She took her chunk of the Fire Stone out of her pocket. "Are you ready?"
"I really don't have time for—"
"I said, are you ready?" Amber asked firmly.
She swallowed. "Fine." She gripped her stone in her hand, a bright light surrounding her. When it faded away she had changed in to an entirely different being. She resembled a dog with long, rabbit-like ears, big blue eyes, white fur, and various ribbons around her neck with patches of pink here and there. A Sylveon.
Amber raised her Fire Stone high in the air, transforming in to a similar Pokemon. Her fur turned redder than before, purple eyes shimmering in the sunlight. White tufts of fur were around her neck. Yes, a Flareon.
"Let's fight," she said telepathically. Mouth aflame, she charged at the opponent and bit on her neck as hard as possible, performing a perfect Fire Fang. She jumped backwards, watching Sylveon fall to the ground. "C'mon, Pink," she growled. "You fairy things are supposed to be tanks! You can't be done yet."
Sylveon stood up slowly. "I'm not," she whispered quietly. A moon-shaped object began forming above her head, then was sent flying at her counterpart. It did very little damage, however. "I don't want to fight," she snapped.
Flareon nodded. "I understand."
She backed up a bit in surprise. "You do?"
"Of course," she replied. "You want the battle to be over. I'll just have to inflict more damage at once to make this faster." She cloaked herself in flames, then charged at full speed, hitting her with a powerful Flare Blitz. Shaking off the recoil, she backed away to watch Sylveon fall, changing back in to her hedgehog form. She smiled and did the same.
"See Sylvia?" Amber asked, brushing her bangs out of her face. "I told you I'd make it faster." She turned to the other clones. "Let's get the hell out of here." They nodded, then flew off in to the sky.
Arendelle, Nighttime
Sonic sighed and sat down on the roof of the castle, looking up at the sky. A million stars twinkled in the cold air, like fireflies stuck in a big bluish-black thing. What was actually in the town was a different story. Ice coated the fjord, buildings, and every that wasn't already covered snow. In the back of his mind he knew that a few miles away the person who caused it all was nothing more than a frozen statue in a frozen castle.
Things had not been easy since that day. Melaney had donated half of her winnings to autism awareness, then used the other half to buy a mansion to keep herself distracted. Ash left to look for evidence of his father. And Tails…
It was hard for him to move forward. Painful. Ironically enough, like getting stabbed in the heart with a rock. After getting out of the hospital from collapsing and actually killing Phineas, there was a lot of grieving and self-blame, much like how it was after the Metarex…
Sonic shook his head. He didn't want to even think about it.
The second week showed progress, or so it seemed. There was no more grieving, but Tails had changed quite a lot. He barely ever smiled, never wanted to go on runs, and was burying himself in his tinkering to keep busy. The Tornado had been taken apart and put back together multiple times, just to give him something to do.
He'd never say it out loud, but Sonic actually wanted Eggman to attack. It would be something different. But he knew it wouldn't happen. It turned out that he and Doofenshmirtz had built a machine that could make someone become evil and had unintentionally struck Phineas, making him worse than before. Wizards or no wizards, they were thrown in Azkaban shortly after.
He shook his head again, leaning back against the roof. Tails' change in demeanor had taken a toll on him too. He couldn't talk to his best friend like he could before. He usually wanted to be alone, locking himself in his workshop for most of the day. Sonic had thought Anna exaggerated about being shut out and having doors constantly slammed in your face. God, he couldn't have been more wrong.
Speaking of which…
"Oof…a little help here?"
"What the?" Sonic turned around to see a hand and a boot trying to climb up the steep roof. He grabbed the hand, helping a certain strawberry blonde sit next to him. "Anna, what the heck are you doing up here?"
She looked around awkwardly. "Um…what are you doing here?" She sighed as he raised an eyebrow. "Elsa is busy with queenly stuff. And working with Jack to try and unfreeze the town…"
He shook his head. The two of them meeting up on the roof had become a regular thing. Misery loves company, after all. "They won't be able to without Angel."
"You never know," she said half-heartedly. She sighed again. "Do you miss her?"
"Of course I do," he replied. "But she's gone. I have to worry about Tails now."
"Yeah."
Sonic was about to talk again when a gust of icy wind opened a window below them, a boy with white hair, bright blue eyes, and no shoes appearing in front of them. He looked at the two, panting.
"Jeez, Jack, what happened to you?" Anna asked.
He shook his head, then grinned. "I…I think I've found a way to bring her back!"
Chapter One is done! Yay! And a cliffhanger too! God, I haven't written one of those in forever. It feels good to have no limits. So yes, there's an eighth clone! HAS ANYONE FIGURED OUT THE HINT ABOUT POKEDEX NUMBERS I GAVE YOU GUYS IN TDU? GLACEON? LE ICE ROCK? LE POKEMON? LE CLONES? LE LE?! Tell me when you figure it out. And I swear, Team (insert random word here) from every gen is getting weirder. My favorite way to describe Gen 2 Team Rocket is the way SilverLeagueNetworks did on YouTube:
"Okay, so imagine that Team Rocket is a chicken, and Giovanni is the head of that chicken. Now cut the head off, and you have a headless chicken randomly running around. That's Team Rocket in Johto."
Couldn't have worded it better.
Anyway, Q of the Week: What Pokemon Team do you think had the stupidest intentions? Was it Lysandre and Team Flare, who were pretty much Hitler and his Nazis? Seriously. He was like "WE'RE GONNA KILL EVERYONE WHO'S NOT BEAUTIFUL, BUT IF YOU SHOW ME MEGA EVOLUTION I'LL EXCUSE YOUR UGLINESS." But the Team Flare outfits were hideous! They were worse than BW Plasma Grunts! Whatever. Or was it a different team? Tell me in the review! Oh yeah, and if you're not in to Pokemon (Melaney), just say GO TEAM GRAMPS! Or something. Yes. Oak is evil. That's why Green is a douche. An arrogant, insulting, sexy douche. REVIEW PLEASE! (Don't worry Gold, you'll get some action in either next chapter or the one after that :P)
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