(Disclaimer: Pikmin is owned by Nintendo. I wish I could own pikmin. Also, I'm not going to mention any copyright of my custom characters, seeing as they are still of the same copyrighted species, and plus, Australia auto makes all original media content copyright. Instantly. Watcha gonna do bout it? :P)
Chapter1: The Purity of Chaos
Red:
The red onion flew down to the Wistful Wild, and landed gently on the ground, in the middle of the field of spiderworts. Three seconds later, 10 pikmin sailed down the legs of the onion, and looked around. One of these was a pikmin, who although didn't officially have a name, was called Red. He game himself a name because he wanted to stand out from the others in some way, although it did nothing to boost what little reputation he had. He looked towards the nearby pond of water, which had finally filled up again, due to a small landslide covering the crack in the ground, and recent rains. Today though, there was more than water in the lake. Red tapped his friend on the shoulder, and he looked around. "What…. Is that?
"I have no idea, but we should show the others", said Red. However, they had already noticed, and were cautiously walking towards it. Red and his friend also waked towards it, but not as slowly. They all reached the edge of the lake, and quickly started to slowly move back.
"Oh no oh no oh no…", said one of them, as the others remained silent as they backed away, slowly walking faster and faster.
However, it was the fact that it was in the WATER that surprised Red the most. How could it be there? Why didn't it explode or something?
"It is half machine, after all", said Red quietly to himself. Suddenly, there was a loud rumble from far off. Everyone stopped and looked around, a couple looking straight at the creature in the pond. The rumble only lasted for a second or two, but it was enough.
With a loud hiss, the man-at-legs rose from the ground, and shook itself off. It looked (Red thought it did anyway - it was impossible to tell due to lack of any facial features) straight at the 10 startled reds, and then ran off.
Away from the reds.
The reds continued staring at it as it almost ran into the distance, not stopping to shoot anything. Red then knew something was wrong. Another rumble was heard, and then everything started shaking.
Red was instantly flung of his feet, and rolled onto his front. His eyes widened in surprised, and he rolled to the left, narrowly dodging a large nut of some sort that had fallen from one of the gigantic trees above. He lay there, thanking the heavens that it didn't hit his bud, before getting up and observing what was happening. The ground was still shaking, and all the wildlife of the Wistful Wild was in havoc.
Trees were falling over.
Large cracks in the ground.
Landslides of gigantic proportion.
Bulborbs and their young (as well as the breadbug mimics, who had hunted with actual bulborbs for so long that they had formed a peace pact of some sort) running around in panic.
Cannon beetle larvae screeching loudly.
Withering blowhogs desperately trying to avoid anything falling down.
Putting it simply: pure, untainted, chaos.
Red was running for his life, his friend not far behind. What was happening? Suddenly, Red heard a fluttering noise, and quickly turned around to see the red onion taking off, the 8 other pikmin who were with them clinging tightly onto its legs, slowly climbing up. Red could only look of in disbelief as their only form of safety was flying away, with no chance of it coming back until tomorrow. Red looked at his friend, who was had a tear in his eye.
"Don't worry, we'll make it, trust me", He said, to try and comfort him.
"Yea yea, that's not what I'm crying about. What I'm crying about… is this", he replied, and he pointed to his stem. Red looked at where he was pointing, and gasped.
His flower, normally white and shining, was now dull and grey, with only two petals remaining. These remaining petals were bet awkwardly, as if flattened on an angle.
Which was exactly what had happened.
Red's friend pointed behind him, Red following his fingers, and saw the other three petals stuck between two rocks, already wilting. When a flower pikmin loses all of its' petals, they either revert back to the bud or leaf stage, depending on how much damage the base of the flower took. However, when there are still some petals left on the flower, any pain that results from flower loss isn't subdued, and will not stop until all petals are gone and the pikmin had a bud or leaf. The pain is similar to that of what it would feel like to lose an arm or leg.
"Ow, ow, ow owowowowowOW!" screamed Red's friend. He started flailing around, until eventually he calmed down. Red walked over to him, and asked if he wanted him to do the inevitable task that must be done. He nodded slowly, and Red took hold of his friend's flower, and plucked the remaining two petals off. The first one made him scream in agony, but the second one completed the deflowering process, and in a scatter of petals from seemingly nowhere, a bud formed upon Red's friend's stalk. "Oh thank you thank you THANK YOU!" he said with joy, and Red just smiled. Now at least, if they had to run, he wouldn't be left behind.
Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard, and Red and his friend realised the ground was still shaking, and the chaos was abundant as ever around them, if not even more so than before. Out of a crack nearby, hundreds of dweevils of all colours scuttled out, some slipping and falling back down. There were more explosions, smaller now, but were getting closer. Red peered over the edge of the crack as the dweevil horde thinned out, and saw dozens of explosions along the edge of the crack, getting higher and higher. He could see that the source of these were fragments of bomb rocks, shattered by the quake. Red suddenly noticed, barely one pikmin length down, was a gigantic cluster of bomb rocks. Red could count at least 30 before he realised what he was counting. He saw more explosions getting closer, and only just had time to dive away from the hole before a gigantic explosion tore away the ground behind him. He landed face first, and turned around to see the ground gone, where he was standing not three seconds ago. He turned around, and instantly noticed his friend wasn't there. He did a quick 360, scanning the area around him, before hearing a scream close by. Red could tell that that was the scream of a pikmin, and he ran to the source of the scream, only to see his friend round a corner and run right back past him. Then he heard footsteps. They were quick, suction-like, and unique. Red knew instantly what it was, just before the gatling groink rounded the corner and stopped. It looked at him, before jutting out its cannon-like structure and firing. Red quickly jumped back, and ran for his life. Behind him, he could hear the footsteps of the beast, and heard it fire every few seconds. All around him were the explosions of the groink, but soon they got weaker, and Red turned around quickly to see the gatling groink tiring out. This meant that within a few seconds he was able to hide from it, and he remained hiding behind a large, rusty, metallic structure for the next minute, until he could no longer hear the footsteps of the hideous creature. Panting, Red peeked out from behind the structure, and saw his friend hiding behind another structure of similar size.
However, this one was different.
Instead of being rusty and made of metal, it was only covered in lots of the red plant matter that covered the ground of the Wistful Wild. The shape looked slightly familiar to Red, so he walked over to it, motioning his friend to back away from it slightly. He complied, and together they stood, staring at it. It was as hard as a rock, and it had what appeared to be some ferns and mushrooms growing out of it. Red noted that its size, while not great for hiding something behind it in terms of height, was quite wide, and was in a circle shape. The plants and mushrooms were about twice the height of the mound, and the vast population of them showed to Red that this had been here for some time. He also saw that where the structure (now more identifiable as a mount of something) ended and the ground started, all the plant life on the structure stopped as well. In the back of his head, something was nagging him, and he realised it was a memory of what this was, trying to tell him to…
To…
The memory suddenly came rushing back, and Red realised it was trying to tell him to run.
However, it was too late, and the mound shifted, then with an explosion of red leaves and dirt, the fully grown emperor bulblax rose from the ground, roaring. Red took a split second to note that the ground was still shaking, but stable, and yet all the chaos of the wildlife was still escalating. 'Yea, well, now that this thing has awoken, the chaos is about to expand tenfold', he thought to himself, before the bulblax turned around and roared again. Red could see no escape route, and knew that these things could jump really far, and so the only option was to fight.
Despite knowing that this beast took forever to kill even with a full army, dozens of bomb rocks and a highly skilled leader, Red and his friend got ready for the biggest fight of their life.
You like it? Some chapters may include the happenings of two or more colours, but there is an order to the different colours happenings:
Red
Yellow
Blue
Purple
White
Therefore, next chapter, you shall see what's happening with the blues, and maybe yellows. Hope you enjoy it, and please to be reviewing? I would appreciate it loads if I got a review. Feel free to add as much (constructive) criticism as you want :P
