Hey guys!
Double Digits!!!!!!!
At this point, im planning on starting a South Park fanfic :3 Either ButtersxCartman or... StanxKyle...or Kyle/Cartman ;) BE WARNED- it WILL be rated M because my friend is forcing me to. :) I forced HER to write a story, so she's forcing me to write a rated M one. so dont read it if you dislike Murder, Homosexuality, and more things along those lines XP
In fact, I've already started a new story :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, South Park, or Expo Markers. So they better not sue me.
(Cyrus's POV)
(OMYGOD-HOLY CRAP-CYRUS!?)
I looked upon the body below me and clenched my fist in anger. Damn kids! If I did not need them so much, they would be absolutely dead!!!
Of course, I did fire Mars, but does that mean I was done with her? No!
I stood up, turning to face my grunts with a passive face. A passive face I forced. No one could see my true emotion, in fact, I don't think I actually had true emotions. Anger and hatred? Emotions, yes. True emotions? No. True emotions were things I would never feel like love and caring.
"They have killed Mars." I announced. My voice? If I was showing anger, it would have shaken...but I was being completely passive and therefore, my voice was so.
Many whispers and gasps traveled through the group...except for one. He stood still and silent, awaiting command. That one was my number one grunt, Ash. My most recent one, too. He had the power of fire, the power to bring it to him wherever there was oxygen present.
"We will continue on towards Spear Pillar. Our new world awaits." Yes. The new world! I do not need the Red Chain, though. There is a much older legend which speaks of three elements coming together to summon Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina. Those three elements were never recorded. Obviously one of them is fire. The most wondrous thing is how I came to find them...but that is a much different story.
Further examination of my grunts showed that two of them were whispering to each other. Anger surged through me, but I kept my expression of calmness.
"Excuse me for breaking up this little party, but would you like to share your conversation with the rest of us?" I asked in a dangerously calm, yet curious voice.
The two of them became silent and looked at me with shock clear on their faces. "O-oh, we were just talking about what Spear Pillar is going to be like..." they stuttered frantically.
Lies.
"Oh really? Well I suggest you listen from now on instead of yapping." the ability to scare them out of their minds was the best part.
"S-sorry, boss!" they saluted. On the inside, I smirked. On the outside, however, I scoffed at them and returned to speaking to the rest of the group.
"Let us continue through the next tunnel." I said to them all, walking into said tunnel.
We had to find those kids.
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Dawn+Paul
(Paul's POV)
"If we don't stop soon, I'm going to collapse!" Dawn huffed, hoping to convince me that we had to stop.
"Uhh..." I put on a thinking face that looked like I was about to agree. Dawn practically floated horizontally the way she was leaning towards me in anticipation. She looked so young and trusting-so much like an innocent child-that I almost caved. "N-no." I said, regaining control of my train of thought.
"Oh..." Dawn looked like a balloon that had just been deflated. I mentally slapped myself to shake off any guilt that had come up.
"Let's go." I mumbled more to myself than to her. "We probably have a long way to the top." I began walking away, looking back when I realized Dawn wasn't following me and was instead standing with her arms crossed, a stubborn look on her face.
"No. I want to rest!" She snapped, stomping her foot. I gaped at her. Was she seriously throwing a tantrum?
"Did you just stomp your foot?" I asked, bewildered. "Grow. Up." I snapped. You don't throw tantrums unless your a six-year-old. Seriously.
Dawn immediately turned red. "I am grown up! I'm just really tired!!" she shrieked.
"If your so tired, where are you getting the energy to scream like that?" I retorted.
"Grrr!!!" She looked like she wanted to rip my head off.
"See? No answer, you aren't really tired. You're just lazy. Let's--" I wasn't allowed to finish, apparently.
"LAZY!?" She took a step towards me. I almost took a step back, but stopped myself. There was something off about her...it didn't feel like Dawn was in control at the moment. Dawn reached her hands toward my neck, but stopped just before she made contact. Something in her eyes sparked and her expression became confused.
"Would you mind taking your hands away from my neck? I feel kind of uncomfortable." I said calmly, raising an eyebrow.
Dawn glanced towards her hands, then to my face, and back to her hands again. Her face flushed in embarrassment. She quickly yanked her hands away. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!!!!" she squealed frantically. "I lost my temper! I'm so sorry!! I-I...can we just go?"
"Uh, yea. Let's go..." I began walking away, Dawn right by me, her head hung in shame.
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An hour later ,we reached a clearing in the center of the mountain.
"Where are we?" Dawn asked, awed. She had slowly regained her perky attitude as we had walked.
"That's what I would like to know..." I mumbled, following Dawn to the center of the circular area. There was a little window that looked as if it had been carved into the mountain to allow the sunlight to come in.
"You're in the center of Mount Coronet." A horribly familiar voice said from behind us. Both Dawn and I turned, startled.
"Cyrus!?" Dawn exclaimed, as surprised as I was...and yes, I was surprised.
"Who else?" he said from behind the shadows. He walked into the light, several of his 'grunts' as everyone called them, by his side.
"Where...where's Ash?" Dawn said slowly, looking to me confused. As if I would know. I wasn't traveling around with Cyrus for the past few days!
I was about to tell Cyrus to just go away if he didn't have anything important to tell us, but then someone walked in behind him.
It was Ash.
(Dawn's POV)
Paul was about to tell Cyrus off, I could tell, until he saw something that made him freeze. I followed his gaze, wondering what it was until...
"Ash." I breathed.
His head turned towards me and I immediately realized something was wrong. His eyes weren't the usual chocolaty brown, but instead a fiery, almost blood colored, red.
"A-Ash?" I asked.
"This isn't the normal Ash, you twit. This is barely Ash at all." Cyrus snapped at me. He nodded towards Ash--or uh, whatever-it-was--and looked back to me. "If he was your friend, would he do this?"
Ash--or what--Oh, never mind. Ash raised his arms and put his hand in a position that looked as if he were holding an invisible ball in his palm. That 'invisible' ball soon became visible as a ball of fire appeared in the palm of his hand.
Ash reared his arm back and flung it towards me. I stood there like a deer in headlights. I see why people do that now...it's so hard to move when you see Death flying towards you quickly and you know it's no use to fight or try to dodge it...
The fireball was three feet away when I was shoved to the ground roughly, snapping me out of my deer-in-headlights mode. I looked up, and just as I'd suspected, Paul had been the one to save my life...again.
I groaned.
"Are you hurt?" Paul said frantically, taking my groan as a sign that I was injured.
"No. You saved my life again!" I groaned again, shoving him off me to stand up.
He chuckled, "Fine, next time I'll let you die." When he saw my eyes widen in shock, he held up his hands, "Just joking!"
We turned as we heard a different chuckle. Cyrus was laughing at us. Ash had another fireball at the ready, and was holding it behind his head as if he were a catapult.
"Release." Cyrus commanded. Ash did as he was told and flung fireball after fireball at Paul and I. I felt like we were being toyed with before the finale.
As I moved closer and closer to the wall, I spotted a sharp tipped rock with a base my hand could easily fit around. I grabbed it unseen, and slowly danced away from the fire, back into the center of the room beside Paul.
"Look what I found!" I whispered to Paul, showing him the rock.
"So?" He whispered back. I looked at him as though he were completely missing the point, which he was.
"SO, I can use it to attack! It's a sharp rock!" I hissed.
"What are you two talking about?" Cyrus snapped.
"YOU!" I yelled at him, sticking my tongue out.
He narrowed his eyes at me, all though I think I saw the slightest bit of amusement peeking out from behind his features.
The next moment seemed like it took forever. Ash threw a fireball while I was still paying attention to Cyrus. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched it slice through the air, somehow not burning out, and towards Paul.
The next thing that happened was the most unexpected thing anyone could think of at the moment.
I jumped in front of the fireball.
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(Normal POV)
Agony, pure agony, ripped through Dawn's body. The sharp rock in her hand clattered to the ground unnoticed. Everyone was watching her as she fell, burning...dying.
I'm going to die...I know it... Dawn thought painfully as she lay on the hard, rocky floor. At least...at least Paul is safe.
"DAWN!" Everyone turned to the beholder of the horrified yell, surprised to see that it wasn't Paul, but Ash. "Dawn! DAWN!!!" he screamed, running to drop beside her, crying.
"W-what are you doing?" Cyrus said, sounding truly stunned. "You are under my control!"
Ash couldn't hear him. He was busy trying to save Dawn. He flipped her onto her back and gasped along with Paul and a few other grunts in the room.
Dawn's whole front of her shirt had been burned off. The edges of what was left were crisp and spotted with blood. The fireball had hit right below her chest leaving a giant, even bloodier wound.
Her eyes fluttered and opened. Paul suddenly snapped out of his daze and dropped beside Dawn, shoving Ash to the side.
As soon as Ash was away from Dawn, his eyes became red, and his mind turned evil once more. This quick change went unnoticed by everyone except Cyrus...and Dawn.
"Nnnn.....ooo..." Dawn groaned, trying to raise her arm to point at Ash.
"Don't talk!! Don't move! You....Dawn..." Paul grabbed Dawn's shoulders. "Live!" He screamed at her.
"You won't for long." Ash said from behind Paul. Paul snapped his head around to find Ash with his whole arm on fire. Ash began running towards Paul, drawing back his fist.
Paul stood up and braced himself for his death. Ash was a foot away when suddenly-
"NOOO!!" Dawn screamed. There was a clap of thunder as dark clouds formed above them all. Rain immediately fell, soaking them all, and putting out Ash's arm.
Everyone looked at Dawn as she painfully stood up. "Paul!" she yelled once more, taking step after agonizing step towards him.
Paul dazedly walked to Dawn and supported her. "Arceus." he murmured, "What was that?"
"Paul, you-you're okay..." Dawn whispered, leaning into him, "You're really...okay..." she fainted.
"Dawn? Dawn?" Paul asked, gently laying her on the ground.
"She's fainted, boy. She can't hear you." Cyrus explained, bored. "Now all I want you to do right now is to come with me and..." he paused as if thinking of a way to describe what he wanted. "...help me." he decided.
"Why?" Paul snarled, standing protectively in front of Dawn.
Cyrus calmly strode over to Paul. He spoke in a painstakingly calm tone, "Listen here. If you don't help me, I can easily kill any one of you. Starting with him," Cyrus jabbed his thumb at Ash, "then her," her gestured towards Dawn, "and then you." he finished.
Paul was about to tell Cyrus that he didn't give crap about Ash, but then he remembered that Dawn did. "I-I...Fine." as Cyrus smirked, Paul quickly added, "But I'm going to be by Dawn the whole time."
Cyrus waved away his words. "Yes, yes. Whatever." he turned towards the grunts. "We continue!" he boomed.
GAHH! I ask your forgiveness D:
I worked extra hard on this one, but i still dont like it. I am SO sorry about this SUPER SUPER late update. I just wasn't able to type. :(
As you know, I do not have my laptop atm. but apparently its half fixed! YAYYYyyyyy . ...yeaaaa
im getting it back in...two weeks? anyway. WOOT, they are OFF to the magical land of SPEAR PILLAR-NIA!
How did you like Dawn and her amazing "IMA JUMP IN FRONT OF A FIREBALL!" idea? :) honestly, i had not planned that AT ALL, which just goes to show, i do NOT control this story. Although I have many things planned, i may ruin them all with a teeeny tweek just like i made in this chapter x)
anyways, Review!!!
or be stabbed in the stomach at 12:00 the next day with a very rotten mushroom o.O
I HOPE THAT MOTIVATED YOU
^.^