So, before we begin. What do you think of the cover art? I got it commissioned from an artist called Dracoice08 of Furaffinity, and it's probably one of my favorite pics ever~
Next, regarding the new games. There isn't going to be fusing in this fic. I plan on getting UltraSun btw (Said the Solagleo fanboy).
Lastly, I wouldn't call it putting this story on hold, but I really need to post the first chapter of my new story sometime, and I'm disciplining myself so I put more work towards it. And trust me, this new story is something kinda different, and it'll do me good to write it. (You'll know what I mean by different when you see it), so until I get that first chapter out, I'm not working on anything else. (GET IT DONE ALADAR!)
That's about it.
Pokemon isn't mine, otherwise Sinnoh Remakes. (I'm not actually salty, but I would like to play some more gen 4 with updated graphics)
Tales games aren't mine either
Anyway...
If there was one bad habit that I had, it was that I enjoyed staying up really late.
At the moment, it was around ten in the evening, and I was still out and about, wandering the town after dark. I didn't have a curfew, and there wasn't much crime in the area, so I usually had no problem doing this.
Staying up late was something I've been doing for the longest time; I've never really been able to sleep at night until it got really late. It's a habit, but I've always blamed it on the fact that something was always bugging me at the end of each day.
Though recently I haven't been staying up that late, but it's still a habit. Some days I'm up late, others I'm not.
Currently I was walking around the city park. The place was very well-lit from the street lamps around the area that came on at night, and no one was around, making this a nice place to sit and think about life.
I sighed.
"Just a few more weeks." I said to myself. "School is almost done. I need to think about what I'm going to do when I get out. Ugh…"
Add one more topic on the pile of things that keep me awake at night.
Though, one thing for sure that I've thought about often is leaving Unova.
"Well, I could always see if Alola has some room for me."
I sighed again.
"Probably not." I replied to myself. "Moving wasn't exactly an easy task, and I really wasn't sure exactly what I would do if I got there. I would also need a place to stay, food, tra-"
"WWWWWAAAAHHHH!"
Yeah, that scream caused me to jump, and instantly silenced me.
That sounded relatively close.
Though running after screams in the middle of the night wasn't the smartest thing in the world, I ran in the direction the sound came from.
For all I knew, someone could be in trouble.
It didn't take long for me to find the source. There was a small stream that flowed through the city park, and I saw someone who must have fallen in, and was shaking his head violently to get the water out of his fur.
Speaking of, I didn't know what 'he' was.
"Hey!" I called out.
He looked at me, and I was able to get a better look at his face.
A white lion pokemon stood before me, but not any I knew of. Around his face was a golden crest with four spikes on the top and bottom of it. The top half of his face was like a starry night; and his eyes were interestingly white, while his pupils were light-blue, and to top it off, a shape of a diamond on his forehead that matched the light-blue of his eyes. His mane had tips of metal that seemed to match that of his crest, and there seemed to be orange gems on it.
He wasn't a pokemon that I had ever seen before. Was he from Alola maybe?
"Are you alright?" I asked.
I extended my hand for him to take; he hesitated for a second, looking directly into my eyes.
I wouldn't be surprised if he was a little confused. I must not be a pokemon he was familiar with.
"Y-yeah." He finally spoke, a smile appearing on his face. "I tripped."
Chuckling, I pulled him up, and was quite surprised to see how tall he was.
I literally needed to look up to look him in the face. The tip of my head was to his chest, and speaking of, this guy looked incredibly solid; his arm was about two or three times the bulk of mine, and I swear that tuxedo he was wearing must be a size too small, because his muscles were showing quite well through it.
Oh yeah, his voice was also quite deep.
"Well, it seems that I haven't ruined anything." He stated. "Though I can't say I enjoy being wet."
"You'll be fine." I replied. "It's pretty warm out. You'll dry out sooner than you think."
This time he chuckled.
"I assume you're a local?" He asked. "Zangoose, if I'm correct."
Oh, he did know what I was.
Suddenly the two of us began walking the trail of the city park.
"Yup." I replied, smiling. "Shiny Delta Zangoose."
Delta was a term that I came up to describe myself. It basically means a pokemon that's had its DNA altered to make it's appearance and type changed.
It's not a real thing, but I like the sound of it.
"I remember seeing some Zangoose in Hoenn." He replied back. "My name is Solgaleo. I'm from Alola."
Yeah, I guessed right.
It also took us both a few seconds to realize that we were still holding hands as we walked. We quickly released each other; our faces both flushing a little pink.
"My name is Aladar." I stated, introducing myself. "Yeah, I've lived here most of my life. This city isn't too special; leave that to Terreson."
"Terreson is where the Alolan Seminar is taking place." Solgaleo added. "If I may ask, will you be attending?"
I nodded.
Also, I'm not sure why, but the lion let out a sigh of relief.
"That's nice to hear." He said. "Well, it's not like you have to go, but it's nice to know that it won't be just the press going. I don't want to sound rude, but the people in the region seem to be… umm…"
"Less than friendly?" I guessed.
He nodded.
I sighed.
"I'm just afraid that there won't be much of a turn-up compared to the the other regions." Solgaleo explained. "I've been making sure to take different people along with each place, and I don't want my people to think that they won't be welcomed back to the mainland."
Wait a minute…
"Your people?" I repeated.
I noticed his cheeks burn a brighter red.
"Oh, yeah. It seems I might have forgotten to tell you that I am one of the leaders of Alola." He replied, scratching the back of his head.
Wait, what?!
"Wait, does that mean you're a legendary pokemon?" I asked.
Well, now that I think of it, he did only tell me that his name was Solgaleo. Does that mean that it's also what pokemon he is?
I've met a few legendary pokemon, and all of them had one name, and that was the name of the pokemon they were. Hoopa, Keldeo, Groudon, and Zekrom… Not to mention the leaders of each region.
Well, there was an exception to this list; a white Kyurem I knew named Kyrie, but he was special, and that was a story for another day.
"There can only be one of me on this earth at a time, so yes." He replied, smiling.
You know, this guy had a pretty awesome smile if I may add.
"Oh yeah, are you a mortal legend, or immortal?" I then asked. "You guys get to decide right? Like when you become adults?"
"Hmm…"
He was thinking.
"I am three thousand, eight hundred and forty-seven years old."
My jaw hit the ground when he said that number.
This guy was older than both Kyurem and Zygarde!
He chuckled.
"Just joking. I'm thirty-two."
I huffed a little from the joke, and this caused him to laugh.
Though I had to admit, he got me good, so I laughed along with him.
We both took a deep breath after that, and sat down on one of the park benches under a lamp.
"Being honest, I chose to be mortal only a few weeks ago." He stated, looking up at the night sky. "I mean, not that I don't think I'm cut for the job, but I just feel that it'd be pretty empty living forever. That takes some real will and focus; not to mention some of the people you care about can't stay with you forever."
Oh…
Well, he does have a point. Immortality doesn't come without drawbacks. A few of the legends I knew had chose to be mortal, while others were ready to live until Arceus himself removes them from the picture.
"Oh, sorry," The feline next to me said, scratching the back of his head. "Didn't mean to get all depressing there for a minute."
I gave him a reassuring smile.
"It's fine." I replied. "There's nothing wrong with saying what's on your mind, even if it's to a random stranger."
"Well,"
That said, Solgaleo got up and stretched.
"I can say that we've become a little more than random strangers."
He chuckled and extended his hand for me to shake.
I chuckled too, and took it.
"I look forward to seeing you at the seminar, Aladar." Solgaleo stated. "I really want to talk to you more. You seem like a pretty cool kid."
"Nah." I replied, sticking my tongue out.
He replied to that by placing his hand on my head, messing up the fur on my head.
"We'll see about that." He said, sticking out his own tongue, which was yellow by the way. "See ya."
Waving, he walked away.
You know, meeting Solgaleo had made me feel more invigorated about learning about Alola.
He was quite a nice guy.
Kinda handsome too…
With that thought, I myself got up from the bench, also stretching.
"Looks like I'd better head back."
xXOOOOOXx
And head back I did.
Unfortunately, despite it being midnight, and I in my bed, I couldn't sleep at all.
It might have been the heat, but I knew that it was the day's events that were keeping me up.
Everyone finding out that Feral and I dated, my picture being torn, and meeting Solgaleo. For a day that was supposed to go by quickly, a lot happened.
Not to mention those two chats I had…
That nude picture of Hound was still clawing at the back of my mind.
"Okay, I need some more air." I said, hopping out of bed and heading to the window.
Looking out, I saw my empty street; nothing special. The streetlights were on, and they lit up the area pretty well. No cars drove by, and the whole area was silent; a little too silent if you ask me, at least for a Friday night.
Oh yeah, Keldeo and Ice had yet to get back to me either.
Part of me wanted to play on my laptop, but my eyes had already adjusted to the dark, and I didn't feel like blinding myself. I wanted to play more Birth By Sleep on the emulator I got, and I was doing my best to get the secret ending on Normal, which was apparently hard to get.
I would look it up, but I was too lazy.
"Must have something to do with the reports. I think there's twelve of them including the letter. I have all but twelve and five."
Oh yeah, talking to myself. Also a habit I had.
However, my thoughts were interrupted when I hear a soft buzzing noise, as well as rustling coming from the nearby bushes.
"Is someone there?!" I called out.
…
…
…
No response, and the rustling continued.
Well, they asked for it.
"Pow Hammer!"
Shouting that, I tossed a red pow hammer that I summoned from nowhere in the direction of the bushes. It landed a second later with a satisfying squeak noise.
"Ow!"
That was the response I was waiting for.
Someone fell out of the bushes; someone I didn't expect to see.
Well, to be honest, part of me wasn't surprised at all.
I climbed out of my window and to the front of the house using a large tree that was next to me. Making my way down, I was greeted by none other than Codes, who was still in a daze from getting hit by the Pow Hammer I threw at him.
Maybe I should have used Hammer Rain…
"Codes, do you have any idea what time it is?" I asked.
The Feraligatr had managed to stand, but he was still dazed.
"Xehanort Report five. Mirage Arena, Unchained Prison Guard." Was all he said, then he fell back down.
Well, that answers one question.
Apparently he had also been listening to me talking to myself.
After a minute, Codes managed to get himself together.
He looked nervous, but I don't blame him; I was giving him a very unamused look.
"I- uh, wanted to give this to you." He said, handing me a little ziplock bag.
In it was the remains of the picture I had that Hound torn up.
Great…
"And you brought this to me at eleven at night because…?" I asked.
"I wanted to say sorry?" He replied, a nervous chuckle following. "And umm, maybe you would still want it?"
I sighed.
Such a terrible liar…
"I should throw another hammer at you." I replied back. "You were stalking me, weren't you? How long have you been doing this?"
"Ehhhhhhh…."
I didn't like the sound of that.
"That depends," The water-type replied, scratching the back of his head. "Do you want the 'I acknowledge that I'm a stalker' answer, or the 'I just realized how much of a creep I am; brutally honest' answer?"
All of a sudden, I felt very violated.
"Hehe, I've been stalking you ever since middle school. I've actually been in your room many times when you're not around. You know, I only just not realized how creepy that is. I've seen pretty much everything in your room, save anything on your computer. Don't worry though, I usually put anything back that I touch, and-"
"Oh righteous will, let dole thy sword of lightning upon those who bare false."
As he babbled, I had been casting, and he was about to feel the thunder.
"Thunder Blade!"
After said spell, a blade of lightning fell from the sky, and I watched as the older male was electrocuted.
He fell to the ground a second later, covered in a layer of black soot, and twitching.
"Uuuggh…" He groaned. "Y-yeah… I kinda deserve that."
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I almost shouted, furiously blushing if I may add. "You've been stalking me since middle school?! Going into my house?!"
Once again, Codes got up, shaking the burnt soot from his body.
"Yup." He replied, stretching. "I told you, I really like you. I mean, you don't really have anything too embarrassing to hide, but I did find out about your addiction to Nidoking."
"It's not an addiction!" I almost instantly replied. "I-I just think that they're really cool, and kinda hot. Something about their large, purple bodies, nice muscles… And, I even wrote a story about me and a Nidoking. I haven't finished it yet though."
Arceus damn it…
Soon there was an awkward silence between us.
"Uhh, I should probably go." The gator stated.
"That's a good idea." I replied. "Please stop stalking me."
He turned his head to the side.
"Oh, and Codes…"
I kinda felt bad for what I was about to do. Even if he was insufferable, now that I found out that he's been stalking me for so long, I could tell that he indeed liked me.
I don't like him back though. I still can't forgive what a terrible person he is.
"I'm seeing someone else."
With that lie I just told, I immediately felt negative energy in the air.
Codes had began shaking, and I could tell he was trying to hide the fact that his heart was just torn.
"S-sure."
He put on an obviously fake smile.
"I-I'll stop. I-it was a childish th-thing anyway."
He ran off after saying that, and right before he left my sight, I saw him running with his arm covering his face.
I couldn't say I felt proud of myself. As horrible as this sounds, I didn't think watching my childhood bully run away crying from a broken heart, would make me feel this bad.
I sighed, and made my way back to my room.
Laying on my bed, I debated if that was right thing to do. Codes was an asshole to me all my life, but two wrongs don't make a right, even if I felt like he deserved it.
Once more, I sighed, closing my eyes.
He'll get over it. He just needs time.
Aww, poor Codes, again.
Also Pow Hammer is one of my favorite artes. It's just so silly, yet effective. Thunder Blade is also awesome.
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