Descendants of Mu
Chapter 1
Dawn was breaking over the tundra. Fog flowed freely over the snowy landscape and miles and miles of cold. Frozen rivers criss-crossed a dead land, devoid of life, murdered by the frigid air. The remnants of trees stood as the tombstones they were.
The bluing sky from the birthing sun gave attention to the span of the environment with large mountains and valleys and endless miles of flat terrain that once played homage to forests and beasts. The whole world was white, sans a breaking flame hidden close to a valley tucked between the tallest peaks. A closer look at the fire revealed a small settlement huddled in close to the blazing embers kept alive only by a red creature with a small fire on its tail, but itself remained unburned. The camp dwellers were beginning to rouse with the sun, peeking their heavily wrapped bodies out of their hide shelters to begin packing for the new day's journey.
Inside one of the temporary shelters, blue eyes peered out into the cold, taking in the colors of the dawn. The owner of those blue eyes stepped back and began gathering her things, and quickly braided the cascading black locks that adorned her head. Her nimble hands flowed through the jet strands as they completed the plait, securing it with a leather string pulled from a hide many months ago. She knew that as soon as things were satisfactory gathered that once again they would be on the move, seeking food and an escape from the blinding cold that had plagued them for generations.
Filling her arms with the extent of her belongings and wrapping herself up tightly, she exited her small shelter, nodding to a man outside that it was okay to take down. Every day was the same; wake, travel, hope to eat something, and sleep once again. Thankfully the longer moons were slowly ending, giving way to longer hours in the sun, but the cold changed very little. Every day that passed was a day longer that they had survived, but with the miles that they had covered and found very little life, it was becoming more of a realization that each day may be their last.
Approaching the large, rock beast she secured her things in the provided pockets, speaking soft words to the monstrous, snake-like creature. The creature loved hearing her speak and turned it's massive form to face her, not wanting to miss a word.
"It's another day, Onyx. I'm so sorry that you have to go through the cold this way, but it's the only way that any of us are surviving." She said, before walking to her seat on the beast and climbing upon. The creature was hardy, however, and didn't seem to mind the length of travel in the frigid air as long as it had plenty of rocks to eat at night.
Once everything was together they began their journey to the south through the valley, secured on a herd of Onyx, bundled as though the day was their last.
*Author's Note: This is a huge work in progress. One day I got an idea and just ran with it. It will get better, I promise Oh yeah, It's AU, OC, and alternate timeline. I'm going to try to keep the pokemon as true to their characteristics as possible, but given the harsh environment, it may not always be so. Just work with me here.