Okay! Since the last one was, let's face it, bad, I decided to try over again. Why? 'Cause I think it still has potential. If anyone sent in OCs for the previous one, you don't need to send them in again. And if anyone wants to send in their OCs, be my guest! But, now, it's time for the prologue (which is super short. Sorry!) So what are you waiting for? R&R!
The pink streaks of sunlight stretched across the sky as the sun began to slowly rise over the horizon. A shady figure, their outline somewhat bulky, silently made their way through the barren and rocky land. A black, dog-like Pokemon padded beside their feet, ears alert and eyes narrowed for any sign of movement.
Suddenly, a dark shadow fell across the rocky path. But, just as suddenly as it came, it disappeared. The figure quickened their pace, and soon they were as a steady jog.
"Don't let it get away!" they cried, looking over their shoulder to where five other people struggled to keep up. Each had a Pokemon similar to the first's. One collapsed with exhaustion and a few crowded around her, but the one in the lead didn't bother waiting. They'd waited all too long for this moment.
The shadow had reappeared somewhere up ahead and, one again, the figure sped up. Above them, soaring through the clouds, a great white bird gracefully swooped back and forth. But they were painfully aware that the large creature knew of their presence.
Not far ahead, the path dropped off to reveal a cliff and their face fell.
It's going to get away... the person realised, slowing down a bit. Anger flashed in their eyes and they kept up the pace. I'm not going to let it slip out of my grasp this time!
Within a short time, they were skidding to a halt, inches away from the cliff face. The large bird was flying away, out of reach. Close range moves wouldn't work, but long-range might have...
"Umbreon!" they demanded, stretching out their arm to point at the two's target. "Dark Pulse!"
The Pokemon obeyed, a dark shadow surrounding it before it shot out over the area. It was just enough. In the distance, the larger Pokemon shrieked and began to plummet to the ground.
The figure stared down at the drop, analyzing whether they would be able to climb down. The others finally caught up to the two and, panting, asked, "Did you get it?"
"Yes, but barely."
"Then let's go get it! We've been tracking that beast down for years!"
"I would, but I can't tell where it landed," they said, squinting. "Also, I know I don't want to climb down that." Their finger was pointed at the drop.
"Then shall we search for it tomorrow?"
"No." Triumph glittered in their eyes as the person spoke. "We'll let it come to us..."
Lightning collided with the ground, the roar of thunder following it instantly. Rain pounded against the sea, the salt water recoiling off the surface. Wind howled louder then she'd ever heard it before.
A young girl, her hair curled into two pigtails watch in awe at the storm. Her clothes were drenched and she was soaked to the bone, but she didn't care. She held her breath, already knowing what events were about to take place.
Almost on cue, a large creature unlike any other broke the surface of the water as it leaped gracefully from hiding. Its call was like the sweetest music, but also like thousands of screams of the tortured at the same time.
The girl didn't move. No – she couldn't move. A mix of terror and amazement kept her rooted to the spot. She watched as it dove out of view, only to reappear moments later in a large but elegant jump.
Images flashed through her mind-a dark haired man hiding in the shadows, three large birds-one of ice, one of fire, and one of electricity-and a young boy who dared to challenge them, and a multitude of other odd images.
But they didn't matter to her.
She was waiting for that one word, the three syllables that defined the strange events. She longed to hear it during the day, and eagerly waited to hear it during the night. A voice, so calm, so familiar, that it seemed as though it belonged to someone closer to her than any other. And it was then that she heard it.
The voice whispered gently in her ear, "Lugia..."