This is my first story, Pok'emon Prophecy it's an original story. Set 50 years after Groudon and Kyogre were resealed in pokemon emerald.
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Chapter 1: Dreams into days.
The air was cool and the stars in the sky were bright on the night when it started. The calm betrayed none of the dark things set in motion as three young Creatures slept, in the Rion region, a Large Island South of Hoenn. Their usually peaceful dreams plagued with horrific visions of things to come…
In the Temple of the Red orb, on mount Ergoye; things were especially quiet. The moon shone down, causing the columns to cast dark shadows across the frescoed walls. The depicting great mythological scenes, such as the Creation of the continents and sea, and the battles the Land and Sea Pok'emon had waged for control, and the two Pok'emon who had stood at the front of it all… Yet in this calm, one soul was troubled…
Retluoc rolled over in his bed, his sleep restless. The young Ralts had slept peacefully all 7 years of his short life, despite being orphaned and unable to recall his parents.
But not tonight… Retluoc Moaned "wh-ah-h…" sweat rolled down his face, and he grimaced as he dreamt.
In his dream, he could see a ruined city, engulfed in flames and lava. the sky cracked with lightning and rain poured down in torrents. He staggered, his feet uneasy on the cracked earth around him.
He rubbed his head, "Am I dreaming…?" He asked himself, glancing at the hellscape of Rubble and ruined skyscrapers before his eyes.
He stepped forward, careful not to fall into the cracks and crevasses spider webbing the ground. The flames cast eerie shadows across his pale face. He looked out at the city, ruined buildings and machines were strewn across the crushed pavement, and everything flammable seemed to be ablaze. He tripped over something and looked at it. It was the arm of a human crushed underneath the rubble! "Ahh!" he screamed as he felt his arms grow weak. He closed his eyes in fear and started running. He felt his footing give way.
"Ahh!" He screamed again as he fell into a hole beneath his feet and hit his head on the bottom.
He rubbed his head, trying his best not to cry, he had landed rather hard and his head after all, and proceeded to climb out of the hole he had fallen into.
As he clambered out, he turned and in his horror saw it was not a hole, but a gigantic footprint! Approximately 6 feet long and 3 feet wide, filled with crushed debris and bodies of the dead.
"What could make a footprint like this?!" Retluoc asked himself as he stepped back trembling as he stared into the carnage.
As if in answer the cracked earth started to shake and fracture, fire shot up from the cracks as the earth broke and hissed. Retluoc thought to himself. "It's like an earthquake…" and as the blasted earth shook and cracks came closer to him, he realized… "An earthquake moving towards me!" he stepped away, but fell and twisted his ankle as he tripped over a rock.
He started to cry as he held his hurt leg. And then he heard it… the sound, coming closer and closer… "Gsh… GSH… GSH!"
The earth cracked and the flames roared as the source of the tremors stepped forth from them!
The creature was around 70 feet tall, shining red, with rows of spikes running down its body. "What on earth is that?!" Retluoc cried as the monster bellowed. The creatures roar was so loud the earth seemed to tremble as though struck; Retluoc fell to the ground and covered his head sobbing, fearing the worst. The creature paid no attention. It narrowed its glowing yellow eyes and stared sharply into the flames behind him.
The flames parted as two figures leapt through them.
A male Gardevoir, around seventeen years of age, his hair was thick with water and ash. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the Creature. A female of similar age was by his side, her eyes also affixed on the monster. They walked forward and stood behind Retluoc, their faces grim and their eyes cold. "This time… I'm not going to let you live." The male hissed at the monster.
With a cry, they charged. Retluoc watched in awe as they leapt into the air and pummeled the creature with psychic attacks, their eyes shining white from power. The creature was roaring and thrashing as its mind struggled under the strain. However for all its might, it was slowly weakening under their assault. However, just as they seemed to be gaining the upper hand; the creature let out a massive roar and lashed out with its arm. It smashed into the females back and sent her Spiraling to the ground; she lay there motionless with her neck at a sickening angle and a trickle of blood running from her mouth.
The male rushed to her side. He knelt down and cradled her head in his arms as he cried. Retluoc stared at him, "who is he?" Retluoc wondered as he watched the creature advance on the Gardevoir.
Then energy started to flow from The Gardevoir's eyes, enveloping him in a mantle of shadow. He began to pulse and shudder, and then he turned on the monster. He shook with fury and let out an unholy screech as he lunged. Leaping onto its stomach and striking with his hands alone, he scored deep black scratches into its body as the monster wailed and lashed at him.
Then something Incredible happened. As the creature brought its arm down again, the Gardevoir Leapt onto it! His fingers became like daggers. He sunk them in and clawed his way up the beasts arm, the monster roared and swung at him, but he rolled aide every time. He sprung off its shoulder and leapt at the Beasts its head. The creatures glowing yellow eyes watched as he charged.
Retluoc heard him cry one word. "HELLLLTOOOON!" the Gardevoir screamed as he drove his wickedly sharp claws directly into the monsters eye!
The Creature bellowed with pain and rage as black blood gushed from the wound, hissing and frothing where it hit the ground. The Gardevoir pulled his arm back to strike again, but the creature swung first, finally getting lucky.
Its arm struck the Gardevoir full on in the chest and Retluoc could almost hear its ribs crack. The Gardevoir arced through the air and struck the ground with a massive crunch and was still.
The monster turned on fallen the Gardevoir.
"Goodbye!" It roared as it fired a flamethrower attack. The flames enveloped them and gouged a 20 foot deep pit in the ground where the two Gardevoir had been only seconds before.
Retluoc fell to his knees and grabbed his head as tears streamed down his face. "Why! Why!" He cried. He couldn't even understand why he felt so sad, watching two complete strangers die. The creature laughed and turned to Retluoc.
"You're having a nightmare! Wake up Retluoc!" it growled, as it turned to face him, its body stained with its own blood and its empty eye socket staring towards him. It roared and launched another flamethrower attack. Retluoc screamed as the flames enveloped him and he fell into darkness.
"NOOOO!" Retluoc screamed as he woke up in a cold sweat; he was back in his own room. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Ahh!" he wailed as he whipped around.
"Calm down Retluoc…" Retluoc saw it was only his Guardian and mentor Master Zam.
"What's wrong?" The old Alakazam asked. His voice soft and full of concern. "I j-just had a b-bad dream… that's all…" Retluoc stuttered as he tried to catch his breath.
"And that's what you woke me up for!?" a small voice came from next to Zam.
"Oh no…" Retluoc thought to himself.
A Small female Ralts jumped up onto Retluocs bed and stuck her face up close to his and yelled, "I was trying to sleep! You woke me and Zam up!"
"I-I'm sorry Illia" Retluoc stammered as he tried not to cry.
Illia was also an orphaned Ralts who Zam had taken in as his pupil; however Illia was short tempered and didn't like to be disturbed.
She pulled back her hand and slapped Retluoc across the face. His face stung and a tear rolled down his cheek. He felt terrible, not only was he scared and hurt, but now he'd made his only friend angry too.
He turned to Zam. "I'm really sorry Zam… and you too Illia…" He said in a solemn voice as he hung his head.
"There's nothing to apologize for," Zam replied in a relaxed tone, "Now Illia, hurry off back to bed." He said calmly as he shooed illia back to her room.
Illia mumbled something about brain damaged rag dolls and walked back off to her room.
"Now what was your dream about?" asked Zam. "Well… There was this giant monster, it was Red… giant… it looked like that one you have a picture of behind the red orb… It was destroying everything! Then these two Pok'emon came to fight it! They looked kind of like G-Gardevoir…? He said uncertainly. He had never actually seen a Gardevoir as he had spent his whole life in the mountains surrounded by Weedle and Pidgey. "They fought really well; they managed to take its eye out!" Retluoc was getting exited as he recounted.
"B-But then it killed them" Retluoc said sadly as he went silent and his lip quivered.
Zam looked very concerned, but quickly reassured Retluoc. "Dreams like that are nothing for someone like you to worry about, now you should try and get back to sleep, because tomorrow we're going to try and learn some new skills!"
"Ok," Retluoc said, and he closed his eyes, rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.
Zam put out the candle and walked through the dimly lit hallway, starting at the cold stone floor. "Him… having a dream like that at his age… remarkable… and terrifying…" Zam muttered.
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Meanwhile, in the woods surrounding the temple, a young Torchic named blaze slept in his nest.
His dreams too were dark… he saw himself, fully evolved into a proud Blaziken, Standing upon a ridge, the ocean wild and fierce below him. as lightning flashed around him, the wind was on his face, Rain lashed his feathers and as he stared out into the storm. An enormous shadow fell upon the ridge. He jumped to avoid it as it descended. He Swept his foot along the ground and tried to strike it. The shadow kept falling back, reforming into an oddly familiar shape that of a gigantic fishlike creature, then lunging towards blaze again.
All of a sudden, he was blinded. He stumbled and felt himself falling. As he fell, he could hear a storm and roaring around him, ice shattering. He saw a target in the blackness. He lunged and hit it. There was a massive wailing and groaning, a giant explosion as the target shattered.
Blaze felt a soft thud as he hit the ground and his eyes opened. he saw that he was on the shining glass side of a skyscraper, he slid down the surface and landed on the sidewalk. the he saw a creature descend from the clouds its body long and serpentine, its claws like razors. It descended upon and picked up the bodies of two creatures lying motionless on the ground, and then spiraled back up into the sky, circling around where Blaze stood. He tried to hide from the massive dragonlike Creature, only to have it reappear behind him, blaze cried out and fell back, his heart pounding and mind racing. The creature was huge and snakelike, as Blaze stared into its sharp yellow eyes; it opened its mouth and in a sharp voice said. "You'll do just fine… and put its hand on blazes head; Blaze felt searing painful heat on his head. And then… nothing.
Blaze found himself in a pitch dark room with a shadowy figure. The figure appeared to be crying, its body was pulsing with shadow energy as its body shook. He walked over and the figure turned on him. It had one pure white eye with a Jet black pupil on top of its forehead. As it stared furiously at Blaze, he felt as though it was looking straight into his soul. He recoiled in fear and the creature hissed.
"Why is she being taken away from me!!! Why me!!!" I screamed as a tear streamed from its eye. It lunged at blaze. Its claws sliced trough his chest and his body stared to scatter into black dust. He choked and everything went dark.
Blaze opened his eyes; he was a Torchic again, still in his own nest in the woods. He shook himself off and shivered as he walked down to the river. "That dream was both weird and terrifying," he thought as he threw some water on his face to cool down.
Just then, he noticed a dark figure reflected in the water on the other side of the river. The figure turned, it seemed to be looking at him.
Blaze started to back up, afraid to be seen, and the figure stepped forward, "What are you doing out so late Blaze?" it asked in a stern tone, taking another step forward.
"Well I was err… that is…" Blaze stammered, trying to think of a way to escape from the dark figures gaze.
"You shouldn't be out so late, it's not safe." The figure said as it stepped towards him
Blaze, anxious to get away from the strange figure replied, "You're absolutely right! I'll be going now!" he turned to run as the figure started laughing.
"Blaze, Blaze, Blaze," the figure chuckled, "still so easily frightened…"
Blaze turned, "Oh not you!" The figure revealed itself to be an aging Breloom. "Master Fueogen!" He thought angrily, the Breloom was a famous Martial arts master of the forest. But he also loved nothing more than to scare Blaze in anyway possible.
"You still need to work on your comebacks" the Breloom said, as he ruffled the feathers on Blazes Head. "You won't ever become a true warrior like that." He said with a smile.
"I'll show you!" "I'll take you on anytime!" Blaze snapped quickly as he shook his head.
"Great!" the Breloom replied, clapping his hands together and grinning. "You can meet me at 5:00 Am sharp at my hut. I'll test you!" he laughed with a smile.
Blaze tried to protest, "B-but Fueogen I-I…" Blaze had heard how powerful master Fueogen was, and didn't think he wanted to be bruised to the 54th and a half degree just yet.
Fueogen started to walk away slowly. "Unless you're a little chicken…" He called back with a laugh.
Blazes eyes blazed, and he felt his body temperature rise. "I'll see you tomorrow old man! He shouted as The Breloom walked off.
As he settled back down into his nest, "what a bizarre night, a weird dream and now I'm going to fight that weird old hermit tomorrow? Go figure?" Blaze thought. He closed his eyes and fell straight back to sleep.
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Zam was lost in thought. "Could he really have seen what he claimed to…" Zam wondered as he walked through the dimly lit hallway.
"He couldn't really have seen anything real…" He tried to reassure himself, his face dark and troubled as he inserted his key into the door and stepped inside.
Fire… he muttered as he waved his hand and ignited the candles. Their flickering light illuminated the room. The first room that had been built for this temple, its ancient stone had supposedly been cleaved from the side of Mt. Silver to build the temples first room… The room which gave the temple meaning… He stared at the precious Red crystal before him; the sphere reflecting an eerie red light across his face.
"Raquaza entrusted me with your care… he thought to himself as he stared at it. "Ever since that day, 50 years ago… he found me wondering what to do with my life after project Pok'espeak was completed… He told me that I must protect the orb for him… so Kyogre might sleep forever… and the world might be safe…"
"I have devoted my life to his cause…" He thought as he stared at a manuscript of the ancient dragon and smiled, I have learned so much… Living here has tuned me to the world; I can almost feel its heartbeat. But I cannot live forever. The task must fall to my pupils… he thought as he looked back towards Retluoc and Illias rooms with a smile. "But if they lose the orb…" He thought as the smile vanished from his face. He looked at the ancient half worn away painting above the orb.
The painting was worn and weathered by time, but the picture was still clear. Depicting a titanic battle… Two Gardevoir standing alone against Groudon, the world in flames around them…
"The consequences could be dire…" he thought solemnly to himself.
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