The Shadow of the Seeking
Part I Gorwlithe of Fading Flame
Chapter 3: This Must be What They Call Destiny
The pain going through poor Flame Bristle's paws was no match to the anxiety she felt. Only serious crimes would bring a species in front of it's leader. And from the stories about Blaze Burn, Flame Bristle was sure she was going to take the death sentence, or even worse, thrown out of the pack as a "infected branch". And knowing that it was Flame Foot the Archie that caught her, He was bound to make it sound over dramatic in some strange battle story or something.
Flame Bristle was thinking so much that she forgot about her paws still being transparent. She was surprised that she hadn't completely disappeared. She heard Flame Foot mumbling to himself with the most evil crooked grin you could possibly pose. "Now I've got you, you disloyal fiend! You'll be punished and dishonored for sure! I bet I'll get a promotion. . . . yeah, Blaze Burns Assistant maybe. . . . yes. . . ."
They turned a corner and Flame Bristle froze. Every notch, every inch of the next corridor was pure, sparkling, gold. Gold flames marked the walk way. Gold torches lit the hall way. It seemed as though they were at what many of the tower dwellers called, "Heaven." Flame Bristle heard many stories about how only the best examples of "Omnipotent Bird of Legend" would be lead to the magical land of wonder, where every inch of you would be invincible, no defect in your body. Where blind poke`mon learned to see better then those with sight. "Wow. . . " Flame Bristle said in aw. "That's right" Flame Foot said as they trod down the corridor, "Get a good look. This might be the last chance you have to use your eyes." That's when Flame Bristle gained a lump of fear in her dry throat. "Yes" Flame Foot said with another grin, "I remember the old days. Espess caught doing terrible things would lose their eyes. I might even bring it up with the Yaley to bring back that rule."
Flame Bristle was now shaking in worry. And when they reached the carving in the wall that said, "Blaze Burns Quarters" She yelped and tried to escape. But Flame Foot bit her rather hard around the neck and carried her around the corner to Blaze Burn's Quarters. No matter how hard she kicked and yelped, Flame Foot would just bite harder. She felt blood leaving through the two pierced slits in her neck , and gave up. She closed her eyes. She didn't want to see anymore. She just wanted to die quickly. She felt Flame Foot bow. She Was dropped to the floor. To her surprise, it wasn't cold, like she had imagined. It was more cushioned. Her curiosity was pleading her to open her eyes for just a peek. No, she thought, This is where my curiosity got me. I shall never trust it again. She could feel her self vibrating, and her heart pumping. "Your lordship, Blaze Burn" She could hear Flame Foot say. She heard foot steps approaching. "What is it Flame Foot." Flame Bristle's curiosity was screaming at her to open her eyes and gaze upon Blaze Burn, but she wouldn't give in. "This Espess, the one I've told you about, She's eaten some of the Fading Stone." There was an awkward silence. And then a huge sigh. "Flame Foot, just look at the poor thing. She must be going through pain, and to make matters worse, she's frightened. What have I told you about frightening the youth." "But sir! She-" "SILENCE!" Blaze Burn commanded. Flame Foot stopped arguing. Flame Bristle felt hot breath on her chest. She curled up into a tiny ball. "Young Espess" she heard Blaze Burn say, "what is your name?" "Fl-fl-Flame Br-Bri-Bristle, ss-sir." "Why do you quiver, young one?" "B-b-ca-cause, y-you-you're g-g-going t-t-to kill me, ss-sir." "Now" She felt Blaze Burn leave her, "Flame Foot, is this a good impression? Hm? Do I look like a killer to you?" "But sir, she ate the stone-" "EXACTLY!" Blaze Burn yelled, "She ate the stone. And it's not her fault!" Flame Foot shut up again. "Now young Espess, I'm not going to kill you, but if you do not understand what you must do you shall be worse than killed. Open your eyes." Flame Bristle opened her eyes. She looked at Blaze Burn, and her trembling stopped. "You-You're not going to kill me?" She asked. "No but you must understand what you have done" Blaze Burn said.
"Now, a long time ago, when the world was divided, the stones made for evolution, were handed down to those who owned their peace of land. But, the evil Tyranitar, Montar, who's life's ambition was to have complete destruction of the entire race of poke`mon and trainers, made several of the same stone. The Fading Stone. This stone, this sinful stone, will make the eater become prey to itself. The poke`mon who eats it will have it's shadow feast upon it's body. Until nothing is left, but the poor things soul. Then it will take the soul to Montar for Montar to feed upon. That is how many of the poke`mon race have been taken out. My young Espess, there is but one thing you can do. You must seek out Montar, and ravage all of the materials to make that cursed stone." "But sir, will I live" Flame Bristle asked, tears glistening in her hopeful, yet determined eyes, "Alas, you may not. But you must take on the challenge. This must be what they call destiny."
Part I Gorwlithe of Fading Flame
Chapter 3: This Must be What They Call Destiny
The pain going through poor Flame Bristle's paws was no match to the anxiety she felt. Only serious crimes would bring a species in front of it's leader. And from the stories about Blaze Burn, Flame Bristle was sure she was going to take the death sentence, or even worse, thrown out of the pack as a "infected branch". And knowing that it was Flame Foot the Archie that caught her, He was bound to make it sound over dramatic in some strange battle story or something.
Flame Bristle was thinking so much that she forgot about her paws still being transparent. She was surprised that she hadn't completely disappeared. She heard Flame Foot mumbling to himself with the most evil crooked grin you could possibly pose. "Now I've got you, you disloyal fiend! You'll be punished and dishonored for sure! I bet I'll get a promotion. . . . yeah, Blaze Burns Assistant maybe. . . . yes. . . ."
They turned a corner and Flame Bristle froze. Every notch, every inch of the next corridor was pure, sparkling, gold. Gold flames marked the walk way. Gold torches lit the hall way. It seemed as though they were at what many of the tower dwellers called, "Heaven." Flame Bristle heard many stories about how only the best examples of "Omnipotent Bird of Legend" would be lead to the magical land of wonder, where every inch of you would be invincible, no defect in your body. Where blind poke`mon learned to see better then those with sight. "Wow. . . " Flame Bristle said in aw. "That's right" Flame Foot said as they trod down the corridor, "Get a good look. This might be the last chance you have to use your eyes." That's when Flame Bristle gained a lump of fear in her dry throat. "Yes" Flame Foot said with another grin, "I remember the old days. Espess caught doing terrible things would lose their eyes. I might even bring it up with the Yaley to bring back that rule."
Flame Bristle was now shaking in worry. And when they reached the carving in the wall that said, "Blaze Burns Quarters" She yelped and tried to escape. But Flame Foot bit her rather hard around the neck and carried her around the corner to Blaze Burn's Quarters. No matter how hard she kicked and yelped, Flame Foot would just bite harder. She felt blood leaving through the two pierced slits in her neck , and gave up. She closed her eyes. She didn't want to see anymore. She just wanted to die quickly. She felt Flame Foot bow. She Was dropped to the floor. To her surprise, it wasn't cold, like she had imagined. It was more cushioned. Her curiosity was pleading her to open her eyes for just a peek. No, she thought, This is where my curiosity got me. I shall never trust it again. She could feel her self vibrating, and her heart pumping. "Your lordship, Blaze Burn" She could hear Flame Foot say. She heard foot steps approaching. "What is it Flame Foot." Flame Bristle's curiosity was screaming at her to open her eyes and gaze upon Blaze Burn, but she wouldn't give in. "This Espess, the one I've told you about, She's eaten some of the Fading Stone." There was an awkward silence. And then a huge sigh. "Flame Foot, just look at the poor thing. She must be going through pain, and to make matters worse, she's frightened. What have I told you about frightening the youth." "But sir! She-" "SILENCE!" Blaze Burn commanded. Flame Foot stopped arguing. Flame Bristle felt hot breath on her chest. She curled up into a tiny ball. "Young Espess" she heard Blaze Burn say, "what is your name?" "Fl-fl-Flame Br-Bri-Bristle, ss-sir." "Why do you quiver, young one?" "B-b-ca-cause, y-you-you're g-g-going t-t-to kill me, ss-sir." "Now" She felt Blaze Burn leave her, "Flame Foot, is this a good impression? Hm? Do I look like a killer to you?" "But sir, she ate the stone-" "EXACTLY!" Blaze Burn yelled, "She ate the stone. And it's not her fault!" Flame Foot shut up again. "Now young Espess, I'm not going to kill you, but if you do not understand what you must do you shall be worse than killed. Open your eyes." Flame Bristle opened her eyes. She looked at Blaze Burn, and her trembling stopped. "You-You're not going to kill me?" She asked. "No but you must understand what you have done" Blaze Burn said.
"Now, a long time ago, when the world was divided, the stones made for evolution, were handed down to those who owned their peace of land. But, the evil Tyranitar, Montar, who's life's ambition was to have complete destruction of the entire race of poke`mon and trainers, made several of the same stone. The Fading Stone. This stone, this sinful stone, will make the eater become prey to itself. The poke`mon who eats it will have it's shadow feast upon it's body. Until nothing is left, but the poor things soul. Then it will take the soul to Montar for Montar to feed upon. That is how many of the poke`mon race have been taken out. My young Espess, there is but one thing you can do. You must seek out Montar, and ravage all of the materials to make that cursed stone." "But sir, will I live" Flame Bristle asked, tears glistening in her hopeful, yet determined eyes, "Alas, you may not. But you must take on the challenge. This must be what they call destiny."