Okay, pokemon: Not mine.
This is my first Fan fic, and although it is pokemon related there will be more story than pokemon battles around every corner. I hope you enjoy it
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The serpentine figure abruptly rose from his wallow with a sleepy grace that left particles billowing in a cloud around him. Scales from its recently shed skin floated around, milling around with the sand and mud lazily, like the shattered pieces of his dream. The bottom silt began to slowly filter back down to the seabed and he gazed around as the other dozen dragonair who lay basking in the cushiony dirt. He shook his head and stretched the sinuous muscles of his body.
"Now" He bugled deep in his throat, his voice carrying over the others "It is time."
The others stared in his direction from their comfortable spots on the sea-bottom, their great eyes unblinking and yet still lazy and slightly unfocused. A female spoke up, voicing the thoughts if the rest of the group;
"Why? The waters here are warm, the food has always been plentiful, in one hundred years, and the winter has never reached this place. What makes you believe this will change now?"
The large male performed a loop around his body lazily once more. His scales shone in the dappled sunlight. His undulations revealed the golden false-eyes that ran along his body, unique colourings for a dragonair, colourings that marked him as one with the sight. He recalled the past and saw the future, all things before his time and the possibilities in the times yet to come. Of course his perception was not all clear, nor consistent, such a thing would drive any creature to madness.
"Because it is time now," He said suddenly "The future is suddenly set, and winter will soon creep over this land, and all others, unless the prophesy is made true." His voice was full of urgency and fervour. He sped suddenly to the surface, away from the others and far above he broke the surface and made an aching leap into the world above before splashing down into the water circling and squirming in an ancient dance, wordlessly urgent and bordering on panic.
Beneath him the female suddenly dragged herself out of the mud
"Yes! I, for one," She said loudly "Will follow you. Better to go too soon than too late!" She trumpeted inspiringly. She moved lithely through the waters shaking the sleepiness away.
"I come! I follow you!" She moved up to circle with the oracle.
One by one the other great dragonair heaved themselves free and began circling. They would go, and follow that path left down so long ago that so few now remembered.