Disclaimer. I own Erebus and the plot of this story. However I do not own Pokemon nor anything else that may be used, mentioned or whatever throughout this fic.
Shinigami: What about your other fic?
I haven't forgotten about it, but it is being a pain for completing the next chapter, so I'm putting it on hold for now.
Shinigami: ::Snickers:: Ooh, you dropped another fic!! ::laughs::
::Snaps fingers and Apollo appeares:: Apollo, be a dear and squash Shinigami.
Apollo: Okay. It would be my pleasure. ::Stomps towards Shinigami::
Shinigami: O.O ::Screams like a ninny and runs from the Blue Eyes Shining Dragon::
... Getting back to the point. Here is the fic!
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Prolouge; Part One: Enter the forsaken
A soft click clacking resounded in the air as a figure donned in what looked like silver or steel armor slowly walked down a dark and shadowed hallway. On either side the person could hear the cries of pokemon as they were tortured, forced into cages to small or forced to battle to the death. The air reeked of the sickly sweet scent of it, a smell this human knew of all too well. But the human didn't seem to phased about what was happening around and in the building. Only buisness was the reason that this figure in silver was here. Out of the saftey from hiding, and into the dangerous open.
Raising a hand that was covered in bright silverish metal; looking much like a glove instead of armour. The being pushed lightly on a door and watched with disintrest as it opened slowly. An evil and dry chuckle filled the air when the person donned in this armour stepped into the room beyond. But unlike the others before, no fear or terror was emited from the sight at hand. Row upon row of tubes filled the room. Giving off an erie green glow as pokemon that looked like they had been wax figurines melted, lay in the tubes. The only thing showing they were alive was the occasional movement. Or a flurry of bubbles as the pokemon opened their mouths like fish. Trying to cry out in pain, or call on a family member for help. But the silver one knew all too well that no one was coming to help them.
Gaze turning from the glass chambers of death, the form of the new employer of the armor clad one. Turning around, Giovanni frowned slightly, looking up and down. Taking in the sight of what was said to be the most effective hunter of anything. "You're him?" He scoffed, shaking his head. "Whatever. There is one pokemon I want you to track down for me. Alive or dead, I need the body in one piece. When you leave, you'll get half your payment, the rest upon completion. Also the information you always request about pokemon you are sent to," his lips twitched as if unable to suppress some sort of sadistic smile, "hunt." He concluded, and gave a wave of his hand.
Bowing 'his' head slightly, the figure clad in what could be mistaken for steel armor, turned on 'his' heel and left the room. Swiftly walking back down the hall and to the entrance 'he' had used to gain access to the building. Only stopping long enough to stoop and gather what the guards had dropped originaly when 'he' had entered. The hunter stood up, ignoring the blood that dripped off the manilla folder that held the information on 'his' target and the envelop drenched in red liquid that was not strawberry soda. Pocketing the bloodied envolope, 'he' left the building without a second thought on the five dead guards.
"So, we got a job now?" A somewhat light hearted voice called out from behind the human. A single nod of a head was the answer as the owner of the voice casually sped up, only slowing down to walk beside the human. The Sableye snickered, jem eyes glowing evily as he grinned. "Can I see?" He asked, and again the human nodded, passing the folder to the abnormaly large Sableye, which stood nearly three feet tall instead of the normal miniature hieght of a foot or so high. Dark purple clawed hands gripped the biege colored folder as he eagerly opened it, shifting through the pictures. Giving a low whistle he pulled one out.
"Ma-An, this guy is Ugly! He makes you look beautiful!" Sableye declared, holding the picture at an angle so the human could see it. Taking it in, the figure only gave a shake of the head and let out a sigh before hissing in pain as the steel around 'his' head seemed to retract into the skull and collarbone. Revealing a medium length of pale sickly green hair, a slightly pale skin tone. Dark red eyes and... that the human was female. Not male.
"Duff..."
"Hey, I'm not insulting you," Duff started, shoving the photo back into the folder and drawing out the statistics page on the pokemon. "You're a sight for sore eyes. Litteraly." He laughed at his own joke while the human only shook her head again as the Sableye went on. "But seriously, Erebus. This guy looks like he was made from parts Dr. Frankenstien rejected."
The comment would have mad her wince, had she felt anything aside from this eternal emptiness in her gut. But even though the comment would have hit to close to home with other humans or pokemon if they had been through what she had, Erebus felt nothing. And Duff knew that, so both let the comment slide as the dark/ghost type continued the one sided conversation.
"Erebus, what are ya gonna do after catching this pokemon?" As his question went un answered for a few minutes while they travled, Duff knew no answer was soon forthcoming. So he changed tactics as they entered the forest. "I mean, Ere, are you gonna finally get the help you need?"
Erebus didn't stop, but she aknowledged the question by looking over to the left where Duff walked beside her. "It'd be-" She stoped and winced in pain as the last few blads of steel were pulled back into her body. "Duff, it would be a pointless waste of money. No ammount will save me from what they did."
"But didn't you read this?" Duff exclaimed, pushing the paper he had just been reading at Erebus. "It claims that Mt Purity has a lake of healing water!"
Erebus gave a wave of her hand. "Duff, I don't believe in false miracles." Blood red eyes hardend and Erebus would speak no more of the subject. Duff knew that much, atleast. The only other that knew what had happened to this human, was a mute Dratini. And even when he had tried to get it to learn how to write, it had flatly refused. When pushed, Apollo had attacked him.
Scratching his head, Duff knew it must have been something seriously twisted. To allow a human to be able to understand several species of pokemon. And even the blindest pokemon could see something was wrong. If that little hint in her scent wasn't warning enough. Duff frowned, he was worried. He didn't like humans that much, but this one didn't order them around to battle... wait, if this pokemon was as strong as the statisics claimed...
Looking horrified, Duff stared at Erebus. "You're planning on fighting him yerself! You plan on dying!"
To this, Erebus gave no answer. But the chilling silence was enough for Duff. His jewel like eyes dimmed as he mused over what to do. If this pokemon was only psychic, and only knew those and normal type moves. He could keep Erebus from killing herself...
Prolouge; Part Two: Enter the Demon
Erebus scowled, this wasn't right. Eight days, and she'd already lost the trail of the pokemon. Turning around, she ignored Duff and Apollo as the two pokemon shuffled around behind her. Wary as they picked up the scents of many, many pokemon of differing types, powers and species. Even with her human nose, she could smell the power that hung in the air.
"Giovanni must have been wrong." She muttered, voice not showing any emotion. Not that she cared. It was just another mission to her, Erebus didn't give a damn about any of the pokemon or people she was sent out after. That was why so many low lifes wanted her as their assasin. She didn't ask questions, and had no qualms about slaughtering bystanders to keep witnesses from happening.
"Maybe he's dead?" Duff suggested, getting majorly creeped out as they walked or slithered about the rocky, craggy surface of a now seemingly dead mountain top. As far as her eyes could see, it was all rock. And Erebus didn't like it. It had the smell of a powerful energy force behind it. "No," she repremanded Duff in a deadpan tone. "He's not dead." Turning her head, blood red eyes started to bleed blue as she stared at the rocks that jutted out of the ground behind them. Duff only looked confused while Apollo followed Eberus's direction of looking and saw what happened next. Without even a battle cry, Erebus lunged forward, right hand pulled back, curled and formed a fist. Only then did Erebus start to talk. As she yelled while her fist plunged deep into the stone, a few seconds passed and then it exploded. Sending a black and red form tumbling. Hissing and growling, it pulled itself up and lunged at Erebus. But she was prepared, silver armor tore and burst through skin and clothing, encasing Erebus in steel just as the four foot shape slammed into her chest sending her sprawling.
Breathing raggedly, she pulled herself up and stared her opponent up and down. Good, finally this hellish nightmare would end. He'd finally had become strong enough to drag the battle on. A grim smile spread across her face, hidden by the steel that protected her jaw from attack.
"You!" He called out, voice harsh as he was still too young to use his telepathy, and it would have been wasted on Erebus anyways (both knew that atleast) "You killed my father! And now it's time I take vengance!"
Duff was the only one to be taken aback as Apollo looked on, fornlornly. The black and red pokemon that was standing up to Erebus wasn't the white/lavender pokemon from the photo's... wait.. Duff's jaw dropped. That was the son of the ugly thing in the picture!?
Erebus was silent for a few moments and finaly spoke. "So, you grew up. Come, little one. Let us dance."
The black and red psychic cat growled deep in his throat. Red belly showing off his position as the sun started to set while equally blood red tail lashed back and forth behind him. Bright green eyes burned with hatred while his three fingered paws clenched and unclenched.
Prolouge; Parth Three: Dance of Death
Duff cringed, hiding his red and blue eyes behind his dark purple hands. Apollo quaked in fear and the Sableye felt a little sympathy for the young dragon. Both were being forced to watch the slow destruction of the human that had taken them in over the years. Who in her own way, loved them.
Erebus grunted as she was thrown to the ground again. The only thing keeping her back from being broken or skin pierced by the sharp and deadly rocks was the armor that surrounded her body. Wordlessly, she righted herself and punched the dark Mewtwo. He cried out in pain before whirling around, soundly striking Erebus with the blood red apendange that was bleeding freely in several places.
"Do something!" Duff demanded of the silver and blue dragon as Erebus was sent flying again by another tackle. This time she was even slower in standing up. And quicker being knocked down. Apollo didn't do anything except cry silently. Already mourning the loss of his trainer. Growling, Duff turned and watched the fight again. Only it wasn't a fight. Not to Duff, this was a slaughter.
Erebus was now doubled over, one arm gripping her stomach as blood flowed between the slits of the armor. The dark mewtwo laughed, towering above the defeated human. "And now-" He was cut off as Duff fling Apollo at him. The dragon type hit the other square in the chest and both were sent tumbling to the ground.
"Stop!" Duff called out. "She wants you to kill her, and if you murder a human, you're no better than a human slaying a pokemon!"
Grunting, the black and nameless Mewtwo pulled himself up. Taking in the words of the pokemon. "Fine. But if you do not wish for me to kill her, take her now."
But Duff wasn't giving up that easily. "But we can not, and in her condition she'd die if the humans tried to treat her!" It wasn't exactly the truth, but not really a lie either. "Please, help her!"
Narrowing green eyes, the Mewtwo glowered at Duff. "And why should I? She killed my father in cold blood!"
"Maybe there's more to this story, then both of us know about?" Duff sujested and the Mewtwo went over his words. "Fine. I will help you this once. Only to find out why. Then afterwards, I shall kill her."
Duff nodded his head, silently hoping there actually was more to the story than what little he knew of. The black Mewtwo held out a paw and focused his psychic powers in a teleport. Dragging the other two pokemon with him.
Prolouge: Part Four: Pity for the broken
"- coming too..." A familur voice tugged at the edges of Erebus's consiousness. She felt like she was floating. And for the first time a feeling of something worried at her gut. Feeling her with something long denied. But it would soon end as the voices became louder and closer. Opening her eyes, which slowly focused, she saw Duff and the Mewtwo. Water slapped at her legs and arms gently, and she knew Duff must have pleaded to spare her. Dourly she thought it was a waste of time. Nothing would heal her. And this water would only prevent her death coming sooner; Healing what damage the son of the Mewtwo she'd kill and delay the effects of what plauged her.
"Human, why did you kill my father?" The nameless psychic cat demanded as he watched the human's nearly lifeless eyes wander. Turning her head gently, she silently gazed at the black Mewtwo for a time before finaly answering. "If you want that answer, you won't like the how I reply."
Mewtwo scowled. "And why is that?"
"Because," Erebus started blandly. "I wasn't trying to kill him. I was trying to get him to kill me."
Mewtwo looked shell shocked. Stuttering a bit before Duff managed to ask for both of them. "But why!?"
Erebus sighed and let her head drop back against the stone. "It's a long story... and if you want to hear it. You must hold to one promise."
"And that is?" Mewtwo demanded.
"That you kill me afterwards."
Silence met this, and Mewtwo answered after an eternity. "Fine." He hit the ghost type as Duff tried to exclaim his displeasure to the agreement. "Now, tell the story, human filth."
Erebus laughed softly. Not because she found this funny, but because it would all be over soon. The nightmare was almost at an end.
"It all started... about one hundred and fifty years ago. When I was born."
Duff let out a gasp and fell over, stunned to the core at this. Mewtwo on the otherhand, frowned. "And how the hell are you still alive?"
"Listen. Do not interupt me. I am not talkitive, and the only other that knows is mute. Intterupt again and I won't tell you, even as I lay dying."
Mewtwo made a growling noise and Erebus took this as an 'alright'. "Now, as I was saying...."
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TBC
Yes, I am evil. Anyways, the first chapter will be up shortly. Most likely before or after the next chapter for my AU Colo fic.
Apollo: Shin! Come back! ::Runs after a fleeing Shinigami::
Shinigami: No way in hell! ::Is trying to run away::
-.- He'll be back. He forgot his big screen tv... which I now superglued to the wall....
