The Last Witches
When the Original One loses her ability to create witches and falls into slumber, Arceus is furious, and prepares to declare war against the humans, who are innocent. The Last Witches created must stop the angry Alpha Pokémon from supposedly avenging the attackers of his Creator. But the True Source of Evil won`t give up so easily, and the witches must face a sarcastic demon, a hair-flipping dark fairy, a cold-hearted vampire, a cocky warlock, and a dark alchemist. Oh, and they can`t fall in love, must bond with their partners, find each other, and go to the Lumin Region, a place of myth where the monsters after them are strongest, and wake the sleeping Original to calm Arceus down, all before the Winter Solstice, which is in less than three weeks. Hey, no one said it was easy, did they?
Ikari, Contest, Soulsilver, Flavescent, and Oldrival, as well as a little Poké.
My first story, so go easy on me...
Reshiram:Dialga, you mean us, right?
Dialga:On with the story!
Reshiram:Dialga!
She stood there, seemingly a child of merely eight years old. However, if one had seen her eyes, they would have at least noticed that she was no ordinary child, with eyes that constantly changed color. The Original One stood there, silently contemplating matters that most could not even begin to imagine.
On this sacred Lumin soil
With the seas at an angry boil
A figure stood lonely
"If only," she sighed, "If only,"
But blood was spilt
And all life would wilt
Everyone would be dead
Because the Angel`s wings stained red.
"Lousy poetry," sighed the girl. "But it`ll do."
She turned to face the silent man. "Well?"
"Naïve child." He spat. "A game? This is your idea?"
She smiled tightly. "Not merely a game, Damon. A bet, gamble if you please."
"You are mad, Angela."
She closed her eyes tiredly. "Then so mote it be." She whispered.
… the Angel`s wings stained red.