Of Phoenix Feathers and Dragon Wings
Ch1…
Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon. Trust me, it's better that way…^-^
~PG for some minor cussing, but it's mostly *beep*-ed away, so you should be quite safe if you wanna keep your brain cuss-freee~
(pinkdragonflame walks out with inflata-com, complete with Internet and glow-in-the-dark mouse)
pinkdragonflame: Hey pplz! This is a ficcy starring Lugia…
Lugia: Oi! My computer!!! *snatches it away* Gimme! It's one of my 3 most prized possessions…
pinkdragonflame: *Glares* You're not the only one with an inflata-com, you know? *points to label which reads 'Property of Pinkdragonflame, NOT Lugia and Other Pokemon-Like Creatures'* Besides, mine is green; yours is BLUE!!
Lugia:…Fine…*grumbles* That's the darned problem with being colour blind…*hands back com*
(Ho-oh appears)
pinkdragonflame: *quickly* And Ho-oh…
Ho-oh: I didn't know you were colour blind…how do you tell the diff between water and land, then? It's a wonder you don't drown…
Lugia: I wear contacts, baka! Besides, I can swim, unlike a certain stuffed turkey I know.
Ho-oh: Hey! For your info, I swim just fine.
Lugia: Yeah right…that's evidently why you wore a life vest to the bathtub…
Ho-oh: -_-;; Well…it was a very deep bathtub…
pinkdragonflame: And so, to spare Ho-oh the agony of being humiliated further, we shall proceed with the fic. ^________^
A/N: -Name- refers to de POV of a character
The words in Italics are thoughts
-Lugia-
I am Lugia- the great; the powerful; the awesome. At least, that's what the humans think of me. To my friends, I'm nothing but an oversized bird living in a cave in the middle of nowhere. Some friends huh?
Still, all in all, I was pretty content. I had my inflata-TV, my inflata-com and a roof over my head. It was a miserable excuse for a roof, but a roof nonetheless. Plus the cell phone and free Internet access that came with the job of being a Legendary of course…not bad really…
Sure the sofa was damp like 99.9% of the time but what else was I to expect when the Wise Trio had been not-so-wise and stuck my house right next to a waterfall?
When I talk about "friends", you'd probably expect me to be referring to the other Legendaries, so I won't disappoint you. There are limits though. Just because they're the only ones I hang out with doesn't mean I have to like all of them. Heck…I was hardly close to any of them.
So, there you have it. Out of the 251 known kinds of pokemon, I'm allowed to interact with ten. And out of that ten, only three were on my "okay" list-the ever-happy Suicune, the former world dominator, Mewtwo, and my official punching bag, Ho-oh. Well, that does a whole bunch for my social life now doesn't it?
I yawned, now thoroughly bored with staring at the growing puddle of water at the foot of my bed.
This stinks…I grimaced, heaving myself off my soggy piece of furniture and beginning to pace round the room, there's nothing to DO here!! Computer? Nah…spent 12 hrs on it already…TV?? Nah…nothing's on!! I'd die if I have to watch the rerun of 'Professor Oaks Poke-Fun For Preschoolers' again…funny…the Three Idiots never mentioned THIS in the job offer. Swindlers…
"Musing to yourself again?" a voice asked casually. I started, promptly slipping on a particularly slimy patch of seaweed and crashing to the floor with a resounding "BOOM". Of course, the oh-so-delicate walls were not designed to withstand resounding booms, and soon, bits of stone and grime began raining down on me.
"Dammit Mewtwo! Why can't you use the door like any normal pokemon?" I snapped angrily, brushing the stuff off my feathers as I got to my feet, "George is gonna have a fit when he hears about this-it's the fourth time this month…"
The cat merely inclined his head a fraction of an inch, surveying me from the shadows. "I don't recall ever meeting a George." He stated plaintively.
I rolled my eyes.
"You know I hate referring to them as the 'Wise Trio'," I replied, fixing the cracks with a wave of my wings, "it's not like they're so great at all…"
"So now they're George, Sam and Henry, right?" He chuckled, "You never change…"
I glanced at him.
"You try being stuck down here for a good half century and tell me how you like it!!"
"Alright…alright…don't bite my head off!" He sounded almost amused, his normally deadpan voice becoming lighter and more cheerful, "I just came to tell you that you might be in for a little surprise later, that's all."
"What kind of a surprise?" I asked cautiously, privately resolving that if it had anything to do with Ash Ketchum, I'd positively freak.
"No, it doesn't have anything to do with Ketchum." I was shocked by the accuracy in the response until I remembered that he was a psychic too, "Or a human, for that matter. Not yet anyway. Just think red, and I'll see you around."
I stared as he disappeared with a faint popping noise.
Just think red?? What the heck is THAT supposed to mean???
-Ho-oh-
"What the *beep* do you mean you're charging rent??! There is no rent in this building! It's the Tin Tower, for crying out loud!!! There's no *beeping* RENT in the *beeping* TIN TOWER! AND HOW THE *BEEP* CAN YOU BE CHARGING ME, OF ALL POKEMON???!!! I'M HO-OH! THE LEGENDARY RAINBOW POKEMON, DARNIT!!! I'VE BEEN LIVING HERE FOR THE PAST *BEEPING* CENTURY!!!!! *BEEP*,YOU SHOULD BE PAYING ME RENT FOR USING MY TIN TOWER!!!!!!!!"
I glared daggers at the sage before me, horribly close to incinerating him with a Fire Blast. He seemed to be very aware of it though, judging from the fact that he was speaking through a pillar.
"Heh…I know that, Mr. Phoenix sir, but Sam-I mean The Wise Elder says that you must-um…"
"I must what??" I asked, my voice going dangerously soft. He took the hint.
"Youmusteitherpaytherentorleave." He squeaked, cowering behind the flimsy piece of wood.
I gave him about a seconds' grace before exploding into curses again.
"WHAT THE *BEEPING* *BEEPING* *BEEP* IS THIS???!!!*BEEP* YOU ALL, YOU *BEEPING* DUMBASS SONS OF *BEEPS*!!!!! I *BEEPING* GO THROUGH SO MUCH *BEEPING* TROUBLE TO MOVE HERE AND WAS YOUR *BEEPING* MASCOT FOR TWENTY *BEEPING* YEARS, AND NOW YOU WANT ME TO LEEAAAAVVEEEEEEEE????? YOU ARE SO *BEEPING* UNGRATEFUL!!!!"
I stopped, panting slightly from the outburst. Oh, it was so unfair…the Tower had been like a home to me…a place where I could live in peace away from people. And now they were making me leave?? Humans…always so insensitive…
I glowered at him for a while longer, then spread my wings and took off. I knew when I wasn't wanted…
I could see the relief etched plainly on his face as I flapped…stupid baka…
I stopped suddenly, hovering in midair as a wicked grin spread slowly across my features...should I, or should I not?
Aw heck! Ecruteak could always use another Burned Tower…-Ash-
The flash of fire appeared out of thin air, briefly illuminating the night sky so that it appeared as bright as day.
"Holy Miltank…what was that, Pikachu?" I exclaimed, bolting upright in the makeshift bed that we shared.
"Pikachu pika…" The pokemon responded, turning over grumpily, "Pi pika chu."
"But I know I wasn't dreaming…" I stated defensively, "A flash of white just over the horizon…I know I saw it…I wonder what it could be? Some sort if legendary pokemon, perhaps? Maybe…they really do exist, and with the right tools, I could find it, and capture it! We start the search tomorrow!" My heartbeat quickened as I envisioned myself holding a sparkly pokeball with the words "Legendary pokemon caught by Ash Ketchum, not Gary Oak" inscribed in huge lettering.
I sighed, snuggling back contentedly into my covers and drifting into dreams of victory.
"One day Pikachu…" I mumbled into a pillow, "one day…you'll see…I'll be the greatest…uh-huh…I'll beat Gary with…that pokemon…one…day…"
~Brief interruption~
Lugia: Yeah right…dream on!!!!
pinkdragonflame: Well…technically, he is dreaming…
Ho-oh: And snoring! *snickers* A little too loudly, though…can I fry him? Oh pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease???
pinkdragonflame: *firmly* I think you've caused enough destruction for one day.
Ho-oh: Awwwwwwwwwwwww…*pouts*
~Back to the fic~
-Uyu-
I watched, semi-concerned as thousands of sages literally scrambled over each other in a frantic rush to escape from the smoldering remains of what used to be the trademark of Ecruteak City. Beside me, my pokemon nudged his head under a hand, seemingly disturbed by the situation.
"Will they be alright?" I heard him ask nervously as the local fire department Squirtle arrived on the scene. I smiled comfortingly, stroking the smooth skin gently as I replied.
"Yeah. They'll be just fine."
My grin broadened as I lifted the small orange lizard into my arms. The flame at the tip of his tail burnt brightly, particularly obvious at a few inches' notice, but it was the eyes that truly captivated me. They were large, and a beautiful shade of turquoise that seemed to be constantly shimmering with life. Trust…loyalty…happiness…they were all reflected clearly in those twin orbs amidst various other emotions and memories- happy or sad. Yet…I could sense that there was another aspect to them…a darker realm, buried deep within the carelessness of everyday life. It was the strangest feeling that I had had from the very first day set my sights on him, but I could not shake it off. I just knew that he was meant for something far greater…what it was though, remained a mystery.
As it was, the Charmander curled up comfortably in my arms, a soft, warm ball that was filled with love.
Sleep tight, my little Akari…I thought affectionately, pulling my jacket over its body.
Akari…light…the light of the world…The words tugged at my conscience almost as often as I tried to forget them. It was strange really…the way I met my pokemon.
I had wished, more than anything, for a Charmander. And that Charmander had appeared. Akari had stumbled onto my doorstep one day, lost and hurt and beaten. I took it in, nursed it back to health, and claimed it as my own. The name had formed itself on my lips when I first called out to it, and it had responded willingly, almost as if it had been expecting me.
Almost as if we were meant to be…
I shook my head, laughing at my own naivety.
It's just a name…plus, lotsa people find wild pokemon by chance. It was probably just pure dumb luck…
Gravel crunched under the soles of my trainers as I stared my way across a deserted road.
Then, I heard a voice speaking in a distant corner of my brain. It rung softly in my mind, melting into my own thoughts so discreetly that I wondered if I had imagined it all…
"Or it might have been destiny…"I froze on the spot.
No way…I swallowed shakily, unable to keep my eyes from darting around in an attempt to locate the speaker.
Nothing. The street was empty. Everyone was either at the Tower or at home.
I gave my surroundings a final glance before turning on my heels and hurrying down a well-lit path. I may not have been superstitious, but journeying in the dark in a ghost town tended to get on your nerves.
There's no one here…I repeatedly assured myself, no one's stupid enough to travel through this creepy place at night. Heck, I bet that even the residents stay home…
I looked down at the sleeping form of Akari. He sure picked a heck of a time to zonk out…
A sudden breeze whipped up, ruffling my hair and chilling me inside out. I gritted my teeth to prevent them from chattering.
This is not good…this is not good…this is not good…
I took in a deep breath, quickening my pace.
At least things can't get any worse…
A clap of thunder followed this opinion, followed closely by a torrent of water.
"Oh crap…" I silently cursed under my breath, running wildly through the storm in desperation. If I didn't find shelter soon, I would probably catch my death of cold!
A tree provided me with a temporary rain-free zone as I leaned against it, panting for breath. There was no lightning, so I figured that I was relatively safe. For the moment at least…
I peeled open my now-dripping jacket, checking on Akari. It wasn't long before I realized that the lazy lug had slept through it all, the baka!
The faint sound of laughter reached my ears, only just audible over the howling gale.
I blinked.
Nah…~~Lugia: Woah, Ho-ey…you torched the Tin Tower!
Ho-oh: Well, they made me mad…and you know how mad I get when I'm…mad…
Lugia: Right…-_-;;; I'll just pretend that I know what you're talking about, okay?
Ho-oh: Sure.
(Suicune appears)
Suicune: Hey guys, I just saw the weirdest thing-
Lugia: Did it have anything to do with the Tin Tower, a whole lotta smoke, and little sages running about?
Suicune: Yeah actually…how'd you know?
Lugia: Oh…just a wild guess…
Ho-oh: *Gulps* Uh-huh…*Ohpleasedon'tletOfficerJennyfindout* Just end the fic already!!!~~
Muahahahaha!
The end.
For now.
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