Poketales-Sleeping Beauty
Chapter 1- The Curse
Author notes: I do not own pokemon or sleeping beauty, all I'm doing is making a fan based combination with pokemon and the fairytales everyone knows and creating my own fun based story. Please comment and review (Starring Gardevoir and Blaziken)
Once upon a time there lived a royal palace, in said palace live the royal Queen Gardevoir and King Gallade. It was there that they celebrated the first birthday of their daughter Ralts. Kings, queens, dukes, and nobility of all sorts from all over came to give their blessings and gifts to the child.
One among the crowd was King Blaziken and his son Torchic, a good family friend and a neighbor ruler. For years the two families dreamed of joining kingdoms, An agreement was made to have Prince Torchic marry Princess Ralts. Suddenly during the festivities, the trumpets play and one of the pokemon servents announce the arrival of next group of important guests.
"Ladies and Gentlemen may I present the three good Butterfly pokemon! Mistress Butterfree, Mistress Beautifly, and Mistress Masquerain!" The three good pokemon each posses magical powers and for years have spread goodness and beauty across the kingdom. Now they have come to see the child and heir. In unison the three bow, spreading their wings before the king, queen and princess.
"Your Majesties…"
"We have come to bring our blessings to you and your daughter, and each of us will bestow upon her a gift of our choosing." Said Butterfree, from there she flies to the sky over the baby pokemon. A pink powder falls enveloping little Ralts.
"Dear princess, my gift is the gift of beauty. As you grow your heart and appearance shall bloom more beautiful than any flower or gem. With hair as green as the grass and eyes as red as the beautiful red rose, here I bless thee." Butterfree lands back upon the ground gracefully. Beautifly next takes up Butterfree's previous position, it is a green powder that now glows upon the year old feeling pokemon.
"Lovely princess, my gift shall be the gift of song. Forever will you sing in harmony with all around you. A voice as soft as the wind and as light as a bell, here I bless thee." Beautifly finishes her spell, flying back down to her counterpart partners. It is Masquerain's turn finally, as she gets into position to present her gift. A gust of wind blows her away and startles the rest of the guests.
Suddenly the entire room goes dark and cold, when In the center of the mysterious wind appears the Witch Darkrai!
As old as time itself, Darkrai is a pokemon who unlike Butterfree, Beautifly, and Masquerain, is a pokemon that spreads evil, darkness and chaos to the pokemon. With a heart as cold as ice, any who anger her face her wrath. She grins maliciously at the royal family, keeping her eyes glued onto the baby.
While her lackey and pet Zubat rests upon her shoulders, glaring at everything and anything.
"Hello your Majesty, well isn't this a cute little party you have here, it seems though that I have not yet received an invitation." Masquerain, though she is a good pokemon she had no tolerance or patience for evil especially pokemon like Darkrai. She rises in the air and coldly states to the pitch black pokemon…
"You weren't wanted!" Everyone freezes in place…no one had ever spoken in such a manner to Darkrai, even she is shocked from the reply she had just received. Masquerain had guts…you had to give her that. But no one dared to move or risk facing the dark pokemon's rage…but instead, to everyones shock she chuckles.
"Well then haha, if that's the case, then I should best be on my way…if you will excuse me." As she begins to turn away the queen, lady Gardevoir questions the dark witch.
"Then you're not offended your Excellency?" The queen brave but extremely nervous for her daughter stares at the pokemon. Despite what the legendary dark pokemon said, the queen doesn't trust that icy look in her eyes. Darkrai returns to face the queen with an evil smirk, she bows humbly to the queen before replying.
"Of course not your highness, I could never be offended by your gracious…guests. In fact I'm in such a generous mood and to show that I mean what I've said I shall also give a gift to the little princess." Just as Darkrai takes a step towards the child all three butterfly pokemon block the baby, protecting and shielding her from the wicked demon.
" Very cute, now then shall we get started. Listen and listen good, as Butterfree and Beautifly had just stated, the princess Ralts will be raised, possessing beauty, grace and an elegance that will only come to her. However…before the ending of her sixteenth birthday…she will fall under a curse of my black lightning and die!" The dark pokemon practically gave a death sentence to the baby heir…
The pokemon of evil and nightmares laugh at the scared and wide eyed guests. The queen races to her daughters cradle to take her into her arms.
The poke-guards by order of the king surround the witch, prepared for battle the guards are more than willing to seize and destroy the monster. Before the protective pokemon could do anything though the witch disappears in a cloud of poisonous black smoke.
Everyone is struck in a daze both from the poisonous gasses and from the evil pokemon's "gift."
At the sound of the crying baby everyone comes to their senses only to become angry and grieving…to think the witch would be so evil…so cruel...as to go and target a baby. The heartbroken queen holds her baby and weeps, her husband being the only thing keeping her from falling on her knees in despair.
A hopelessness so strong that it engulfs the entire room. What could they do?
"Your Majesty don't forget that Masquerain still has a gift to give the princess…"
"Does that mean that my daughter can be saved? That she can stop Darkrai's horrid curse?"
"No, I'm afraid not your Majesty…" Butterfree bows her head sadly. Crushing the hopes the family had...
"Darkrai is too powerful…as much as we'd like to think otherwise." Beautifly chimes in along with her pokemon friend.
"However Masquerain's magic can help, do what you can." with a nod of determination the last of the three good butterflies, soars into the sky to chant her spell to the young heir. A blue powder now falls onto Ralts.
"Sweet princess, despite the sinister witches trick, there is always hope and light in a cloud of darkness. If you were to ever struck by her black magic…your result would not be in death but in sleep as if sick, and when given true loves kiss, Darkrai's evil curse shall break, here I bless thee." Though there is some relief coursing through the king and queen, they still fear for their baby girl…What can they do to protect her? Soon enough they'll get a plan…
To Be Continued…