Destiny: Moonshine's Tale
Disclaimer: I made this all up myself!!! Yahoo!!! And it's not anyone else's! But I don't own pokémon.
A/N: This is the half-sequel to 'The Power That's Inside', following Moonshine (Eevyu) the Umbreon as she goes down the road to Celadon. I will also post a story called 'Rightful Place: Fireblast's Tale', which follows Fireblast (Rocket) the Flareon into Fuchsia City and the lands beyond.
It had been an hour, and already I missed Fireblast. If we weren't twins, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad.
I could see Celadon in the distance, but it was still about a day's journey there on foot. Trainers who were good enough might fly, ride, or teleport there, but I wasn't a trainer.
I did, however, have an Umbreon's speed, and I decided to use it. I got about halfway there when I heard voices. I quickly hid myself and crept closer.
What I found was a group of bird pokémon surrounding...something. But I couldn't see what it was from outside the circle.
That was when I noticed that the pokémon were Spearow and Fearow. All of them. Which meant maybe this wasn't such a good thing.
I shooed them away with a Shadow Ball attack, sending them flying in all directions. This revealed what they had been surrounding, and it wasn't pretty.
There on the ground lay a Rattata, looking the worse for wear. I slowly moved closer and found that it-he-was still alive. Carefully he looked around and shakily stood, lifting his left front leg off the ground.
Are you alright? Did they attack you? I asked him. He shook his head.
A trainer attacked me. Said I was dark, evil, bad. Like you, maybe. But bad, not good. A trainer had said this Rattata was a Dark-type? That was absurd.
Why'd he say that? I asked.
Not he. She. A girl, and she had Ghost-types. I decided to run, but her Meowth caught me. He started licking his paw, the one he kept off the ground. Isn't there a place I'm supposed to go?
Maybe. Come with me, into the city, I said, and he obediently followed.
You have a name? he asked me.
My name's Moonshine. I don't know much about other pokémon. Do YOU have a name?
Name's Tarat. It's the same backwards as front. You're an Umbreon, right? Do you have a trainer?
Not exactly. Humans raised me, but no one's trained me. We were almost at the city gates. I knew, from hearing Rayaka talk about it, that the leader of Celadon's Gym used Grass-types. Not exactly the ideal place for either Tarat OR I.
Upon reaching the city, I realized just how small my old home was compared to this place. Right away a boy ran up to me and sent out a pokémon.
It was a Houndour. He ordered it to attack.
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Celadon...familiar place, right? Maybe. Have any of you figured out the connection yet?? Between this series and Keya's Adventures??? ~The Darkness Master
Disclaimer: I made this all up myself!!! Yahoo!!! And it's not anyone else's! But I don't own pokémon.
A/N: This is the half-sequel to 'The Power That's Inside', following Moonshine (Eevyu) the Umbreon as she goes down the road to Celadon. I will also post a story called 'Rightful Place: Fireblast's Tale', which follows Fireblast (Rocket) the Flareon into Fuchsia City and the lands beyond.
It had been an hour, and already I missed Fireblast. If we weren't twins, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad.
I could see Celadon in the distance, but it was still about a day's journey there on foot. Trainers who were good enough might fly, ride, or teleport there, but I wasn't a trainer.
I did, however, have an Umbreon's speed, and I decided to use it. I got about halfway there when I heard voices. I quickly hid myself and crept closer.
What I found was a group of bird pokémon surrounding...something. But I couldn't see what it was from outside the circle.
That was when I noticed that the pokémon were Spearow and Fearow. All of them. Which meant maybe this wasn't such a good thing.
I shooed them away with a Shadow Ball attack, sending them flying in all directions. This revealed what they had been surrounding, and it wasn't pretty.
There on the ground lay a Rattata, looking the worse for wear. I slowly moved closer and found that it-he-was still alive. Carefully he looked around and shakily stood, lifting his left front leg off the ground.
Are you alright? Did they attack you? I asked him. He shook his head.
A trainer attacked me. Said I was dark, evil, bad. Like you, maybe. But bad, not good. A trainer had said this Rattata was a Dark-type? That was absurd.
Why'd he say that? I asked.
Not he. She. A girl, and she had Ghost-types. I decided to run, but her Meowth caught me. He started licking his paw, the one he kept off the ground. Isn't there a place I'm supposed to go?
Maybe. Come with me, into the city, I said, and he obediently followed.
You have a name? he asked me.
My name's Moonshine. I don't know much about other pokémon. Do YOU have a name?
Name's Tarat. It's the same backwards as front. You're an Umbreon, right? Do you have a trainer?
Not exactly. Humans raised me, but no one's trained me. We were almost at the city gates. I knew, from hearing Rayaka talk about it, that the leader of Celadon's Gym used Grass-types. Not exactly the ideal place for either Tarat OR I.
Upon reaching the city, I realized just how small my old home was compared to this place. Right away a boy ran up to me and sent out a pokémon.
It was a Houndour. He ordered it to attack.
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Celadon...familiar place, right? Maybe. Have any of you figured out the connection yet?? Between this series and Keya's Adventures??? ~The Darkness Master