Message From Venus: Okay, this chapter is mostly just talking, not a lot happens… but don't skip it, as it's quite important. ^^;; Oh, and I wasn't that happy with Chapter 3, after reading over it a bit… so I re-did some of it. But nothing important, so if you already read it, no reason to read it again. ^_^' Anyway, um… uh, enjoy, and dun forget to review when you're done.
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Letting the Moonlight Die
~Part 4~
"How did I ever get myself here…" Damien muttered to himself. He was sitting upon some strange girl's bed, who he didn't even know, with Flura resting beside him, and Bubbles jumping around the room happily chatting to the girl. His best friend and Pokémon was dying, and he had greatly embarrassed himself by crying in front of a girl, not to mention all the people in the Ice Cream Parlor.
"That's nice Bubbles!" Neona smiled and the happy Wartortle who was chatting to her non stop – she was afraid he wouldn't close his mouth, and she really had to talk to Damien. "Now, can you give me a moment to speak with your trainer, please?" She asked politely. Bubbles sighed but nodded, and hopped onto the bed beside Flura.
"Actually Neona…" Damien started. "I changed my mind. I'd much rather not talk, okay?" Neona looked a bit surprised, but not at all upset.
"Well… then I'm going to be talking to you. Actually, I meant to in the first place." Damien had no clue what she meant, but nodded slowly, looking down at his shoes. "When I asked you to come with me, well, the reason was originally because I wanted to speak to you about your Pokémon, Luna." As soon as he heard her name, Damien immediately shot his head up to look at Neona.
"What about Luna??" he asked.
"I wanted to ask you something about her. But now that I heard the... um... 'news', I have a few more questions… if you don't mind." Damien sighed.
"Fine. As long as they're not too personal. And please make it quick." He replied.
"Okay. I don't think they're that personal… well, first of all, you know the ring markings that Umbreon have?" Damien nodded. "Well, has Luna's ever… changed color?" Damien looked confused again.
"No… why would they?"
"My great-grandfather had an Umbreon, too." Neona smiled as she said this. "One day, his rings started glowing a beautiful indigo color… my great-grandfather said he'd experienced that before, and told me it's what happened to Umbreon when they felt a form of inner-peace... I never completely understood that, but sadly, eventually his Umbreon passed on. What was strange was that even though his body was dead, it was apparent to all of us that his soul was not – as the beautiful indigo glow never faded." Damien just stared for a moment, trying to take the story in. It just didn't make sense to him.
"I doubt that stories true… Luna's rings have never even shown a hint of Indigo, or blue. Maybe your great-granfather's Umbreon was just shiny, special colored… some Pokémon are born that way, it's very rare, but it doesn't mean they're at peace or whatever." Damien didn't mean to sound rude, but he could not believe what Neona was saying at all. She shook her head gently.
"No… the Umbreon's rings were a normal golden color when he first caught it. And his rings weren't just plain blue, like 'shiny' Umbreon's are. They seemed to glow the color… you could see them glowing in the pitch black darkness. It was incredibly beautiful." Damien shrugged a little, still unsure weather to believe or not. "The reason Luna's probably never experienced that, is… well… have you noticed how awful the world today has become? It's been polluted, there's barely any trees or wildlife left – Pokémon have been loosing their natural habitats, and thus have been disappearing. 50 years ago, did you know that almost all trainers had 6 Pokémon on their teams?" Neona paused as Damien looked a little amazed. "And they usually had much more then that, too. But now they are very rare… and usually trainers only have 3 Pokémon with them. Like you. You have Luna, Bubbles, and Flura. Back then all Pokémon league battles were usually 6 on 6, especially final matches. But now with Pokémon getting rarer and harder to find and capture, they've had to change that." Neona paused once again, as Damien tried to take it all in… he knew the world was pretty terrible, but he never knew it wasn't always like that.
"Have you ever heard of the Pokémon Lapras? Or perhaps Dratini, Dragonair, and Dragonite?" Damien shook his head slightly, though the names were a tad familiar to him. "These are some of the many Pokémon who've gone completely extinct. 50 years ago they were rare, 100-200 years ago they were quite common. And more and more Pokémon are disappearing just like those. It's incredibly sad, really…even Pokémon like Eevee are almost entirely gone from the wild now, trainers like you who own an Eevee or Eevee evolution are extremely lucky." Damien sat there, in shock. Flura and Bubbles, who lay beside him, also looked quite surprised, and also quite sad, now having learned what was becoming of the world.
"Wow… I wish the world was still like it was a century ago, then. It'd probably be incredibly beautiful…" Damien tried to picture it in his mind, although it was quite difficult. "The water wouldn't have been contaminated… Luna would still be fine now…" Suddenly, he stopped, and looked back up at Neona. Again came the puzzled look. "How did you know all this, anyway?" Neona smiled faintly, looking a bit embarrassed.
"Well… I found out all this and more on the internet… I'm on it nearly 24/7 looking at Pokémon stuff, see, I'm a bit of a computer geek." Her face reddened a little. "And a Pokémon geek too, if there's a such thing… I'm just in love with the little creatures, though I've never had one of my own." Damien nodded. "Hey, come here a sec, I wanna show you one of my most interesting findings…" She led him over to a desk, with a small computer resting on it. After turning it on, Neona began typing a few words into the Keyboard. Damien had never actually used a computer before, so he couldn't help but be a little amazed at what those machines could do.
"Here!" Neona said brightly as a window popped up, in it appeared a beautiful picture. Damien stood shocked; he had never seen anything like that in his life. It seemed to be some sort of valley, with beautiful grassy hills, meadows, forests, with a river passing through it, made up of the most pure water he had ever viewed; so pure that the bottom of the river could be seen. The sun shown down brightly as what seemed like hundreds of Pokémon, both in groups and alone, were enjoying themselves. Everything in the picture was incredibly peaceful, not to mention beautiful
"What… what is that?" Damien asked. Neona continued smiling, as she explained.
"There's a legend of a beautiful valley like this, hidden on a large island. It's supposed to be the most peaceful and pure place in the world… and only Pokémon inhabit it. No humans. Nobody's sure if it's really there, but I, for one, believe it. We call it Lengend Valley.'" Damien gave her a slightly amazed look.
"It seems like something too good to be true… are you sure it's real?" He asked.
"There's no real proof, but a lot of evidence. We know for sure the island exists, but very far away… far out in the sea of Kanto. But it's protected by massive whirlpools, which are incredibly hard to get past… but still, people made it, there were reports, and they found a huge mountain area. They think that on the other side of them, in the inside, as they go around in a circle formation, rests Legend Valley. But it's said to be protected… and anybody who's dared tried trespassing has disappeared… forever." Neona told Damien. He slowly nodded. Something was telling him that it really did exist… what else could it be?
"How did they get that picture of it, then?" Damien asked, wanting to find out more information. "If nobody's actually seen it for real, I mean."
"It's a painting, Damien. That's what everybody believes it would look like, if it exists." Damien nodded again, and looked down at his feet, thinking.
"So… you say it's a place for just Pokémon… for just Pokémon to live in peace…" He had another image of Luna, lying on the cot dying… in a world like this… He looked back up at Flura and Bubbles, who were still resting on the bed, looking over toward the computer curiously. After a moment of deep thought, Damien stood up. He tried to look determined, although he also felt slightly afraid. But he had made his decision.
"I'm going to take Luna there." He turned and looked at his other two Pokémon. "And you guys too. I'm going to find my way. I'm going to get past those whirlpools, and the guardian… I'm going to Legend Valley!"
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Eep, what a boring chapter. But it does tell you a bit. Like the fact that this fanfic is supposed to take place about 50-100 years after the normal game/anime. And the reason there's no new Pokémon in it because… it's supposed to seem like Pokémon is dying, and if I added a bunch of new kinds and stuff, it wouldn't seem so much like that. ^^;; Okay, go review now. =P Remember when reviewing take in mind that I'm defnitly not the most wonderful writer and I'm still quite young (13) so go easy on me. ^^'
~Venus
