You've all been waiting for this... *drumroll*
THE FIRST CHAPTER!
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DISCLAIMER: Are you good at math? Then solve this: Me + Pokemon = NOT MINE.
"One by one they march down to the forest, along the rocky path they take! The gods will hold the meeting up way above in the sky! The lucky ones would be allowed to go, chosen to sacrifice the elements of the Earth! Rock, water, grass and ice were sacrificed in order to live our lives! Traditions carry on, carry on. Shall it happen again in 300 years!" A little girl sang cheerily. She spun in circles while she sang, her long black hair trailing behind her.
Her father walked up to her and laughed quietly. "Honey, what are you doing?" He asked as he bent down to his daughter's level.
"I'm singing the song you taught me!" The girl said happily. She smiled at her father.
The man laughed once again. "Why are you so happy about singing that song?" He asked.
"I hope to be a lucky one to sacrifice an element to the gods!" The girl declared, pounding her chest with her small and delicate fists.
"January, you're only 5 years old." Her father chuckled, his daughter's enthusiasm and cuteness warmed his heart.
"I know! But when I'm in the Fortune when I'm older, I'll be the boss and be a lucky one!" January said excitedly. She couldn't wait to take her father's place in the Fortune of Twelve when he retired, and by the time he is supposed to, it should be 300 years from the last sacrifice.
The man caressed his index finger against January's cheek, "I feel you'll be a strong leader for the Fortune and you'll be chosen. My little girl can do anything. Even being a lucky one." He smiled at his daughter. He had great hopes for her. He was January XI, and he was soon to pass down his position to his daughter.
She smiled cutely at his compliment. "Thanks, Daddy! I hope to be as good a leader as you." She hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go. He hugged back and buried his head into her long hair. He could've hung onto her forever if he could, but little did they both know that in 8 short years, January the 12th would take over for her father.
~.~
January sprung up from her bed, her eyes popping open. Her piercing blue eyes scanned the room, to find her pillow soaked from sweat.
"That dream... Of my past..." She mumbled to herself. Lately, she would have that dream every night. It seemed a bit unnatural, but she couldn't stop it.
Knock, knock, knock!
"January, the meeting will take place in 10 minutes. You better hurry up." A male voice rang through the door.
"Of course, March. I'll be out in a bit." She climbed out of bed and put on her regular attire. It was the annual meeting of the Fortune to discuss New Year's resolutions and problems to be solved. She opened the door and walked towards the conference room.
"Morning, sis." A girl ran past January, the bells on her earrings jingling as she ran.
"December, don't run. You might get hurt." January scolded, patting her sister's head. December pouted, her wavy black hair going into her face. She spun around to go to her seat, the green and red train of her dress following her. January simply sighed, and sat down at her seat.
She looked around the room, scanning to see what members were here. February, March, April, May, June, July, August, October, November, December... Wait, where's September?
August raised her hand, "Excuse me, January..."
January sighed, "You don't have to raise your hand, August."
"Well, I just wanted to say that September was playing a video game last night and went to bed late..." She mumbled. August was very wise, caring and helpful to the Fortune, but she wasn't very talkative in the morning. In fact, she sometimes wouldn't talk.
January sighed again. "March, the old fashion Water Gun-Wake up, please..." She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes. He says he has important information for us, and he totally bails on the meeting...
March smirked in delight, and walked down the hall towards the 'Summer Dorms'. The next thing you could hear was a sharp yell of anger and surprise.
"HEY MAN, WHAT THE HELL!? I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" September shouted at March. His frustrated voice rang throughout the mansion. All of the Fortune of members laughed, but only January kept a straight face. Minutes later, the meeting started.
"So, what is it that you wanted to tell us, September?" January asked curiously.
September leaned back in his chair. "I've got news from my sources in Sinnoh."
"And?" March asked.
"Supposedly, it's been 300 years." September said, in a dark tone.
January immediately stood up. "When is the said date for the sacrifices?"
"The 1st of July. It's the first day of the summer Sabbaths." March mumbled.
All of the Fortune members were silent. There were indeed 4 members that were masters of water, ice, grass and rock. November, the master of rock. January the master of ice. March the master of Water and September the master of Grass. All were wise, and knew what they would sacrifice. Their only hope was to be chosen.
January sighed and stood up, "The meeting is adjourned. Please, fill out the New Year Forms that will be arriving in your dorms within the day."
All of the members piled out, but September stayed behind.
"Feeling down, Ray-Ray?" September asked, concerned.
"You know how I told you about that time..." January started as she sat down beside September. He looked at her to continue, his dark gold eyes hungry for information.
"The time about my father and I... when I sang that song..."
"Oh. You mean the one that explains the legend?" September asked.
"Yes... I've been dreaming about the time where I sang that song... The last time I sang that song to my father..." She mumbled. September rubbed her back in support. They were best friends, and he was going to try and do the best he could do to make her feel better.
Most of the Fortune members found it weird that January could be so cold to them, but be so... so different towards September. Her attitude changed. Instead of having that cold look on her face, she had on a tight grin and laughed.
"January... Cheer up... If you're chosen, then your dream you shared with your dad would come true, right?" September asked hopefully.
January nodded, "I guess...."
"C'mon. What type of leader would be anyways if you're looking this depressed?" He teased. January growled in response. September merely chuckled and stood up to leave. "January, don't worry. You'll be picked." With that, he walked out and headed to his dorm.
I hope... January thought as she stood up and went back to her own dorm.
In the Spring Dorms....
"I don't get why September and March always hang out with January. She's so mean." April spat as she jumped on May's bed. Both girls were in May's room, gossiping as usual. May's chocolate curls bounced as she traveled up and down, eyeing her best friend. April had a sour look on her face while she jumped, her black hair following her in waves.
"I totally agree!" May nodded as she stopped jumping and landed on the water-filled mattress. April landed beside her and crossed her arms.
"I swear, I'll be the leader once she leaves..." April muttered as she fell back onto the bed and closed her eyes. She grabbed a pillow, covered her face with it and let out a piercing scream. May let out a sharp squeal and then covered her ears.
"Are you guys okay? Is something wrong?" March ran into the room and his cerulean blue eyes scanned the premises. May and April sat up and straightened their backs.
"Yeah, everything is fine." April swooned. May nodded quickly in agreement. Both had to admit, March was dashing. His spiky blonde hair that brushed against his ears and his bright blue eyes that were just... amazing. And, it wasn't just his face. He was in great shape, and it went through his thin pocketed t-shirt and his dark blue denim jeans just topped it off.
"Okay... You guys had me worried... Just be careful, got it?" He rubbed the back of his neck and then walked out. May and April both ran to the door, staring at his disappearing silhouette. They were both thinking the same thing:
Cute or what?
They ran back to the bed and continued to gossip.
"Did you see his outfit?"
"It was so cute... Hey, doesn't he have a little sister?"
"Nah. Probably not..."
"I wish I were!"
"Same here."
Both girls giggled at the same time, their worries disappearing as they released their laughs.
In the Fall Dorms...
December quietly hummed a familiar tune as she finished her report that she received a few minutes ago.
"You're done already!?" November asked, shocked. December nodded and giggles quietly at the out burst.
"Man... This isn't fair. I'm only 11 for Arceus' sake!" She whined. She dropped her glittered covered pencil from out of her hand and slammed her head against the table.
"Can you keep it down? I'm trying to do my report..." October mumbled. He covered his ears for a few seconds ad then continued to what he was doing before. Both girls rolled their eyes and continued to talk.
"Would you either be in the Fortune and do all of this work or be stuck at home and still do all that tiring training?" December questioned as she sat down on the sectional sofa in the lounging area.
November sighed, "The work..." She picked up her pencil again and continued to fill out her report. December giggled once again as she stood up and walked into the hall that connected all of the dorms. She walked down the hall towards the summer dorms and continued on to the individual rooms themselves.
"December? Why are you here?" August asked as her head popped up from behind the book she was reading. December's cheeks went a light red as she responded. "I-I'm just here to visit July, is all..."
September walked into the room and chuckled, "A little crush is what you have on him?"
December's cheeks flushed a deep red, "N-No! He's just a friend is all, and he said he had something to tell me!"
Both August and September laughed lightly as they turned on the television. December walked swiftly to the door labeled 'July' and knocked on the door.
It opened slowly and a boy, two years younger than her smiled in delight. "Hey, December."
She smiled and waved slightly. " Hi, July... What is it you wanted to tell me?"
He waved her inside, and invited her to sit down on his desk chair. She looked at him with curiosity.
"I found out something interesting..." He started.
"And...?"
"Just look." He pointed to the projector set up on the other side of the room. He pressed the 'Play' button on his computer and multiple images flashed upon the screen.
The one labeled Almia showed the 'vantonnage' region. Instead of the happy vibe it would usually give off, Almia was covered in darkness. A threatening grey cloud covered the entire region and purple flashes of lightening shot down from the sky. Pokemon could be seen jumping down from trees in fright. The Pokemon Rangers outside all stood and gaped at the sky.
The one labeled Hoenn displayed the warm region, home of four of the Fortune members. They described it as the most delightful place you can be during the regular winter seasons because it hardly ever got cold there. Despite all they had told them, Hoenn looked like a setting where a nightmare would occur. The trees seemed to be filled with a dark aura and then sky was the same as in Almia, except the lightning bolts were a strange and eerie green colour instead of the purple seen. Two trainers were helping elderly folks into their old home as it started to pour.
The one labeled Oblivia, the newly discovered region, it's were-abouts still unknown, was told to be a similar region to Johto. Although it did share some similarities to the hot region, Oblivia looked as if it were in distress. It's large volcano was spitting out black clouds of smoke that covered the land of the towns.
"What... what happened to those regions?" December asked, now a worried look painted on her fair skin.
July shrugged, "I don't know... But I'm guessing it has to do with the sacrifices. You know as well as I do that the months will pass by quickly, and before we know it, people will have to make the sacrifices."
"I know that..." December sighed out. They both looked at each other, then at the pictures again.
December squinted at one of the pictures, noticing a man in every single one. The same man. Dressed in a black trench coat...
Who could that be?
Somewhere in Kanto...
"Rodrick. Status." A tall man ordered. His shaggy black hair flowed in the wind as he stared at the shrine in front of him. His black gloves rested on his hips as he watched his assistant.
Rodrick ran his hands over the engravings in the wall. "Sir, I think it's time."
The man chuckled in delight. "Perfect. When is the approximate date of the sacrifices?" He asked.
"In a few months, Sir. The day of the summer sabbath." Rodrick examined the walls once more.
"Have they been chosen yet?" The man asked. His cold green eyes narrowed.
"No. But, I feel they will be."
The man snickered. "This is working out amazingly... Rodrick."
"Yes Sir?"
"Commence Plan A. We shall start immediately. I want those stupid freaks to be destroyed." With that, he walked off, snickering to himself. Rodrick stood staring at his cousin's back as he walked away.
"I can't believe I agreed to do this..." Rodrick sighed, as he stood up and dusted off his pants. He was only 20 years old, and he became forced to work for his eldest cousin.
He sighed once again and turned on his PokePlanner. Opening the saved file labeled 'PLAN A', he read the document over, analyzing what his duties were in order to complete the phase he was told to do.
Rodrick turned off his PokePlanner after scanning the plan carefully. ... Destroying the Fortune of Twelve... This will be tricky.
HAHA! THIS HORRIBLE CHAPTER IS THE FIRST! =P
So, I'll introduce the rest of the characters later. I mean, I haven't updated in almost 4 weeks! This short chapter is an apology, but I'm sure I'll write a five thousand word one next time, okay?
Anywho, tell me if I've messed up on displaying the OC you sent in!
Review!
-'R'