A living Nightmare
Every child and one unique pokemon Are one. But when Tanpopo's pokemon is lost and confused, and hurting people in result, What can she do to save the world from... herself?
New Moon Island, twelve years ago, Clear skies, every star in sinnoh is visible.
A dark, black, unidentifiable shape is squirming in mid-air. The matter surrounding it is being twisted and turned, over and over. An hour-glass shape begins to form, and soon, an entire body makes its way into existense. A small head pops out of the black body, then becomes enclosed in a red collar, and a white cloud of fuzz builds its way from the top of the head. Two sky blue eyes open up, and arms begin to form from over large shoulders. A small cloth-like tail unfurls from the bottom of the body, and a pokemon is born.
"R-rai?"
Canalave City, five years ago, drizzle rain, heavy fog
Tanpopo Tanaka lays in bed, tossing and turning. Miwa and Gordo watched their child in horror. They were the very first family to have a child afflicted by these neverending nightmares. Their poor daughter, caught in the snare. It frightend them beyond belief. The rain pounded harder and harder with every second.
"R-r-rai-ia' Tanpopo would say, then stop and gasp. She would moan and moan, the make stuttering "d" noises. "D-d-d-d-d-d-d-r-rai-i-i".
Miwa cried into Gordo's shoulder, clinging to his shirt with her pale hands. The Father of Tanpopo and wife of Miwa, Gordo Tanaka, comforted the mother, holding her in his mucsular arms, rubbing her back. He too felt tears form in his eyes.
Tanpopo had been asleep for three days, moaning and suffering. Unable to wake up. Worried in distress, the parents called on a man, a sailor, for advice. He suggested using an item called the Lunar Wing. The parents called on and expert to retrive it. But so far, they had seen her off just yesterday.
A strike of lightning hit not too far off from the city. Followed by a clap of thunder no man or woman could sleep through. But still, Tanpopo slept. though she did scream at the sound of the clap.
All of the sudden, the door of the little house burst open. A in her mid-teens stood, wet and soaking. Her black-blue hair clung to her face, and her clothes hung heavy. She ran in and stood in between the parents of Tanpopo. She placed her bag on the bed and unzipped it. Out of it she pulled a magnificent Feather. It sparkled like the stars did on a clear night. And a glow eminating from it shined like the moon when it was at its fullest.
The Teen Took the hand of the , and placed the feather in it, so that Tanpopo was gripping it gently.
"Natalie.." Miwa said to her eldest daughter. Natalie turned. She was also crying. Her youger sister was suffering a pain that she could never describe. And Natalie was worried beyond belief. The Feather Natalie had brought began to glow brighter, and the light traced Tanpopo's body as well.
It Blinked up and down a few times, then Tanpopo opened her eyes in utter shock. She Flew up into a sitting position and held her chest with her free hand. Tears flowed endlessly from her cheeks. She breathed Heavily. Her heart pounded with great intensity.
Her entire family cried too. Sure they were happy she was back, but they felt how she felt. Shocked and confused. Or at least, they tired too.
So here I am, writing Pokemon Fanfics now. I've been very interested in Darkrai lately, so i've made my own story about it. Tanpopo is not a Hikari/Dawn look a like. Natalie is. I'll find a look for Tanpopo eventually. Im going to relate this story to the mysterious ghosts that appear in the old Chetaeu on the game some how. I don't know yet, but i will. Watch me. Reveiw please!