Her eyes grew lucid and glazed as she stared into the Magikarp pond just
feet below the bridge she stood upon. As the mindless fish swam about, the
girl turned her blind eyes toward the calling voice of her mother.
"Haruna dear, please come with me for a second," spoke a woman dressed in a traditional kimono. She spoke in slow and eloquent way as if every word she spoke was as beautiful as a cherry blossom tree in bloom.
Though Haruna had a bad feeling, she went anyway. Her mother had always scolded her for acting in such a superstitious manner. A flash of rainbow light filled Haruna's mind. 'What could it be?'
After what seemed like eons, the two finally reached a giant lake, Gyrados Lake. "Mama, are we near a lake? I smell water." The woman only chuckled, as if only an idiot didn't know of the sardonic outcome of this event. "Mama, are you all right?" Only more laughter was the response. "Mama, stop it, you're scaring me!"
"Oh, you have yet to be scared," replied the mother as her eyes took on the glassy look of a mindless marionette's eyes. Raising her arms above her head, a slender, snake-like form exploded from the lake. It was too thin to be a Gyrados and too stunning to look like it could do harm. The pair of oversized, feathery wings connected to the beast's head, wrapped around her mother. "Now my daughter, prepare to have your soul and body belong to God's great puppet!" hollered many distorted voices, yet all came from the lungs of what used to be Haruna's mother.
Haruna shrieked before she started to run away. She quickly bumped into an angry fisherman who grabbed her wrists and demanded to know what kind of a rush she was in.
"I don't have time, I need to get away from her. That demon!" Was all Haruna could reply as her mind was slowly slipping out of sync with reason.
"If you're gonna bump into me and make me lose my bait, you're gonna hafta make time," the fisher replied.
"No, please, the rainbow light!"
"What rainbo-" what followed was the hollers of the two as a beam of morphing colored light hit the two. Even the eye's of the fisherman, who was able to see, went lucid and became like those of the mother's.
Glassy like a marionette's.
After Thoughts: As you can see, this story has a major theme of eyes and marionettes/puppets. Don't worry, there will be more pocket monsters in the next chapter. I just needed to get the base of the story down. Please add any comments and constructive criticism is most welcome. I'm also taking ideas for mini-character names and their pocket monsters.
"Haruna dear, please come with me for a second," spoke a woman dressed in a traditional kimono. She spoke in slow and eloquent way as if every word she spoke was as beautiful as a cherry blossom tree in bloom.
Though Haruna had a bad feeling, she went anyway. Her mother had always scolded her for acting in such a superstitious manner. A flash of rainbow light filled Haruna's mind. 'What could it be?'
After what seemed like eons, the two finally reached a giant lake, Gyrados Lake. "Mama, are we near a lake? I smell water." The woman only chuckled, as if only an idiot didn't know of the sardonic outcome of this event. "Mama, are you all right?" Only more laughter was the response. "Mama, stop it, you're scaring me!"
"Oh, you have yet to be scared," replied the mother as her eyes took on the glassy look of a mindless marionette's eyes. Raising her arms above her head, a slender, snake-like form exploded from the lake. It was too thin to be a Gyrados and too stunning to look like it could do harm. The pair of oversized, feathery wings connected to the beast's head, wrapped around her mother. "Now my daughter, prepare to have your soul and body belong to God's great puppet!" hollered many distorted voices, yet all came from the lungs of what used to be Haruna's mother.
Haruna shrieked before she started to run away. She quickly bumped into an angry fisherman who grabbed her wrists and demanded to know what kind of a rush she was in.
"I don't have time, I need to get away from her. That demon!" Was all Haruna could reply as her mind was slowly slipping out of sync with reason.
"If you're gonna bump into me and make me lose my bait, you're gonna hafta make time," the fisher replied.
"No, please, the rainbow light!"
"What rainbo-" what followed was the hollers of the two as a beam of morphing colored light hit the two. Even the eye's of the fisherman, who was able to see, went lucid and became like those of the mother's.
Glassy like a marionette's.
After Thoughts: As you can see, this story has a major theme of eyes and marionettes/puppets. Don't worry, there will be more pocket monsters in the next chapter. I just needed to get the base of the story down. Please add any comments and constructive criticism is most welcome. I'm also taking ideas for mini-character names and their pocket monsters.