The Horror Begins
Disclaimer:I do not own pokemon.(How's that for a disclaimer?)
The party continued,even though it was 4:00 in the morning. Most people had stopped dancing and were now just around the fires, telling their particular stories. And that's when chaos erupted.
The center of the festival was ripped apart by a gigantic blue pillar of light, throwing mangled and unrecognizable corpses in all directions. The people had no time to react before countless pokemon attacks ripped through the edges of the now graveyard. Soldiers were sent flying, civilians torn apart, and just general chaos emerged from the once happy festival.The horror had begun.
(First person for Cathrine)
One minute I'm listening to a story, the next all hell breaks loose.
I was up and on my feet as the blue pillar of light decimated the center, pokemon attacks were starting to rip through the people around me.The person that was sitting next to me suddenly turned into a pile of ashes as a fire blast struck him full on. And then the rain started. It seemed that the sky just broke; there was so much so quick. My clothes were soaked in seconds. Lightning struck the person sitting across from me. It was hell. I quickly realized that I was the only person standing in the area, needless to say, I dropped to the ground very quickly.
Mewtwo had arrived, and now he was destroying all that I had left. Everything. With attacks ripping through the air above me, I crawled away toward the nearby river. By some incredible chance I eventually reached it, my clothes covered in muck. By now the river was a raging torrent of water, mud, and other very unwelcome looking things. A few other survivors had also made it to the river, only, for most of them, to get cut down by water pokemon. Even though it was swarming with the monsters, it was the only way of escape, and if I didn't take the chance, I knew I wouldn't have long to live. Even as I dove in, I saw the bloody remains of a body being flung about in a Gyaridos's huge jaws. I took a deep breath, and hoped to God that I would live.
(End first person for Cathrine)
~
(First person for Mewtwo)
The air buzzed with pokemon attacks, the humans being crushed under the might of the superior beings. I looked on as the humans were slautered by my attack; weaklings. My troops in the forest surrounding the camp attacking in any way that they could. The ones that could shoot attacks were shooting them, and the ones that couldn't were rushing down the slopes of the hills, ripping the pathetic ones apart as they went.
Soon this world would be purged of humans, and all the pokemon could live in peace under the sunlight of day, and look upon the stars at night. Until then, though, it was war. I cast my hand about, and thunder boomed. Again, and lighting struck. A third time, and the sky fell open. The rain turned the river into a muddy torrent,soon to be a bloody one as the humans reached it to escape.I glared down at the incinerated ground the humans used to lay upon, and I spit upon it. Soon this blood bath would be over, and there would be peace at last.
(End POV for Mewtwo)
~
The bloodied mass of what was once a human was thrown aside as the Gyaridos looked for more prey. The river swirled and twisted, as if it were a snake trying to get loose of the bounderies that held it intact. Through that river swam the survivers of the attack, continually either drowning or being brutally killed by the pokemon in the water. As she swam, a body of a dead soldier floated by Cathrine, it's head half ripped off and it's blood turning the water red. She screamed and pushed it away, forgetting herself for the moment the corpes's empty eyes stared at her. Before she could regain herself, a rock sticking out from the shore hit her sharply on the head. The edges of her vision went black, and then that was all there was.
~
The attack lasted only a about an hour, but seemed like an eternity. Mangled and torn bodies lay about, their blood mixing with the water the sky was still unleashing. Mewtwo stood above the scene, surrounded by his army of clones. The humans stood no chance. I almost feel sorry for them. He looked down at a small toy. But they deserved it for what they did. With his foot, he smashed the small helicopter that was laying upon the ground. I may hate this war as much as they do. With that, he sadly walked away from the scene, teleporting him and his army back to New Island.
~
(Cathrine's POV)
The ground felt cold against my cheek as I lay half in and half out of the muddy water.I slowly opened my eyes.Darkness.That was all I could see. My head hurt, and as I put a hand to it, I felt a warm fluid seeping from it. Blood. I realized slowly. I blinked a few times, still not managing to get any form of sight back. I stumbled to my knees, crawling up the bank slowly, every part of my body aching. I felt stone below by torn hands, and quickly realized I must be in a cave of some sort. I found the wall and leaned up against it, wishing to God that I would be alright. Alone. Alone and cold. This was how I felt as I blacked out, maybe to never see the light of day again.
Author's notes:Alright, the story has finally started in earnest.I'm sorry this chapter was so short, but I will try to make the ones in the future longer.Please review.(Not as if anyone listens, if you want to review, do so, if not, then don't.)
Disclaimer:I do not own pokemon.(How's that for a disclaimer?)
The party continued,even though it was 4:00 in the morning. Most people had stopped dancing and were now just around the fires, telling their particular stories. And that's when chaos erupted.
The center of the festival was ripped apart by a gigantic blue pillar of light, throwing mangled and unrecognizable corpses in all directions. The people had no time to react before countless pokemon attacks ripped through the edges of the now graveyard. Soldiers were sent flying, civilians torn apart, and just general chaos emerged from the once happy festival.The horror had begun.
(First person for Cathrine)
One minute I'm listening to a story, the next all hell breaks loose.
I was up and on my feet as the blue pillar of light decimated the center, pokemon attacks were starting to rip through the people around me.The person that was sitting next to me suddenly turned into a pile of ashes as a fire blast struck him full on. And then the rain started. It seemed that the sky just broke; there was so much so quick. My clothes were soaked in seconds. Lightning struck the person sitting across from me. It was hell. I quickly realized that I was the only person standing in the area, needless to say, I dropped to the ground very quickly.
Mewtwo had arrived, and now he was destroying all that I had left. Everything. With attacks ripping through the air above me, I crawled away toward the nearby river. By some incredible chance I eventually reached it, my clothes covered in muck. By now the river was a raging torrent of water, mud, and other very unwelcome looking things. A few other survivors had also made it to the river, only, for most of them, to get cut down by water pokemon. Even though it was swarming with the monsters, it was the only way of escape, and if I didn't take the chance, I knew I wouldn't have long to live. Even as I dove in, I saw the bloody remains of a body being flung about in a Gyaridos's huge jaws. I took a deep breath, and hoped to God that I would live.
(End first person for Cathrine)
~
(First person for Mewtwo)
The air buzzed with pokemon attacks, the humans being crushed under the might of the superior beings. I looked on as the humans were slautered by my attack; weaklings. My troops in the forest surrounding the camp attacking in any way that they could. The ones that could shoot attacks were shooting them, and the ones that couldn't were rushing down the slopes of the hills, ripping the pathetic ones apart as they went.
Soon this world would be purged of humans, and all the pokemon could live in peace under the sunlight of day, and look upon the stars at night. Until then, though, it was war. I cast my hand about, and thunder boomed. Again, and lighting struck. A third time, and the sky fell open. The rain turned the river into a muddy torrent,soon to be a bloody one as the humans reached it to escape.I glared down at the incinerated ground the humans used to lay upon, and I spit upon it. Soon this blood bath would be over, and there would be peace at last.
(End POV for Mewtwo)
~
The bloodied mass of what was once a human was thrown aside as the Gyaridos looked for more prey. The river swirled and twisted, as if it were a snake trying to get loose of the bounderies that held it intact. Through that river swam the survivers of the attack, continually either drowning or being brutally killed by the pokemon in the water. As she swam, a body of a dead soldier floated by Cathrine, it's head half ripped off and it's blood turning the water red. She screamed and pushed it away, forgetting herself for the moment the corpes's empty eyes stared at her. Before she could regain herself, a rock sticking out from the shore hit her sharply on the head. The edges of her vision went black, and then that was all there was.
~
The attack lasted only a about an hour, but seemed like an eternity. Mangled and torn bodies lay about, their blood mixing with the water the sky was still unleashing. Mewtwo stood above the scene, surrounded by his army of clones. The humans stood no chance. I almost feel sorry for them. He looked down at a small toy. But they deserved it for what they did. With his foot, he smashed the small helicopter that was laying upon the ground. I may hate this war as much as they do. With that, he sadly walked away from the scene, teleporting him and his army back to New Island.
~
(Cathrine's POV)
The ground felt cold against my cheek as I lay half in and half out of the muddy water.I slowly opened my eyes.Darkness.That was all I could see. My head hurt, and as I put a hand to it, I felt a warm fluid seeping from it. Blood. I realized slowly. I blinked a few times, still not managing to get any form of sight back. I stumbled to my knees, crawling up the bank slowly, every part of my body aching. I felt stone below by torn hands, and quickly realized I must be in a cave of some sort. I found the wall and leaned up against it, wishing to God that I would be alright. Alone. Alone and cold. This was how I felt as I blacked out, maybe to never see the light of day again.
Author's notes:Alright, the story has finally started in earnest.I'm sorry this chapter was so short, but I will try to make the ones in the future longer.Please review.(Not as if anyone listens, if you want to review, do so, if not, then don't.)