Kokoro road on a ice-blue hawk with a white chest. It had a crest of three points on it's head. It had a long blue ribbony tail, red eyes, gray legs, and wings made of ice. That was Articuno, who wield the power to create snow. They were looking upon a group of travelers who had come from the east carrying bags of rice. She heard part of what they were saying.
"Hurry up! We need to get this rice to Lady Abunai," and "Keep moving, keep moving." A far away voice yelled, "Articuno! Articuno!" Everyone looked around "What?! Then that means. . ."
Kokoro smiled. They feared her. Articuno swept towards the group of travelers. Their was about fifty or so. They were all going on a narrow ledge up to their home town, Metalshaft.
Articuno shot small beams of ice at the weary group, and some of their cows ran off the edge, and fell to the river a hundred feet below them. Some people jumped off. Some people got frozen. Some ran faster, tripping over eachother. Two large Houndooms, black wolves with devil tails, band around their legs, a brown muzzel, and horns curving backwards, came running from in front and behind, and attacked the remaining forty. Articuno shrieked, and flew low, just above the traveler's heads. They had to duck to keep from being knocked down.
"Stop," Princess Kokoro told Articuno. Her mother veered off, and called to the Houndooms. She flew back to her home, while the Houndooms followed on foot.
Colin walked to the edge of a stream, and started drinking. He stoped when he saw something float by. It was a peice of clothing. He got up, and looked around. He spotted something next to the oppisite shore. He jumped on the rocks, and was soon across to the other end. It was a body. Not alive. He looked up. He guessed he must had sliped on that thin ledge. . .
"Arca!" Kenya barked at him. Colin came back to her. "What is it?" Kenya led Colin to another body. He knelt down. This one was alive. He was half in, half out of the water. Colin lifted him up, and put him on Kenya's back. He started walking further into the forest. Strange creatures appered as he walked. They were green with yellow wings, and had a pair of entenia on their heads. They had a short body, big feet, short, skinny, legs, and fat arms that ended with three fingers. Their heads were tear drop shape, and they had large, friendly eyes. He had never seen them before. Suddenly, one of them flew to a dead flower, and put a hand on it. The flower grew new again. Colin wrinkled his nose. Strange. Those things can make other things grow. . .that must mean that's a sign that this forest is healthy.
More Pokemon started peeking out at them from behind the bushes. Suddenly, the man on Kenya's back sprang to life. "Where am I? Who are you? I---oh! Ow! Pain!" He grabbed his arm. "It's okay. Your arm is only broken." Colin told him. "My name's Colin." The man nodded. "My name's Monro." Monro looked around "WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS!?" Colin smiled. "It's okay. I think it's a sign this forest is healthy."
More strange Pokemon began to apper. Some with wings, some without legs, some brightly colored, some with plates, some with spikes. "Oh my god . . .there's thousands of them . . ." Whispered Monro, who was clearly frightened. Colin stoped walking, and leaned down to one "Can you show us the way through the forest, little one?" It nodded, and started walking. They followed.
They past a stream, a large willow tree, a few clearings, until they came to a place in the forest where it was surrounded by water, with tiny islands of land, and trees, and a slight mist. This must be a sacred place, thought Colin. Kenya took a long drink. Suddenly, something came charging towards him. It looked like a giant mouse covered with black worms. Kenya reached for his arrows to slowly. He dodged the beast, "Why do you attack me? This be your territory? If it is, I shall leave it!" The beast came again, and one of the worms extended, and hit him in the arm. Kenya got ready to spring. "No, Kenya. If you touch it, you will be enveloped by hate, and die!" He warned his pal. Kenya stoped, but still growled. Kenya shot a few arrows in it's huge red eyes, and it shrieked, and ran away. "Wow. Wow! I can't believe that just happened! Do you know what that thing was? An oni! A demon! Now, you'll do as you said you would if it touched you: be enveloped by hate and die." Monro said to cheerfully.
Out of the corner of his eye, Colin saw something. He looked up, and stared strait ahead. Past all the trees, islands, and all the vines, a stream of light shot through the trees. In front of it past some wolves. He gasped. Then, he saw the silohte of something . . .a very odd wolf, with a odd crest and a mane comeing from it's neck that went to the end of it's body. He knew this because he has 20/20 vision. The thing stoped walking, and looked at him . . .or so he thought. It dissapered a few seconds later.
Colin looked at his wound. It wasn't spreading. Maybe the legend was a froud. A fake. "Where do you live?"
"Just out of this forest. In Masho Town."
"Wait. Let me see your arm." Manro scooted closer. Colin stuck in the water, and kept it there. "Wow. This is warm water!" In a few seconds, he was asleep.
Colin smiled, and put Manro on Kenya's back, and he got on, and they asked the strange Pokemon to lead them the way to Masho Town.
In half an hour, they had reached a town with towering smoke coming out of three places: the mines, the ironworks, and the Dining House.
There were some people in the streets. They walked up to Colin, and asked him "Where did you come from?"
"I can from that forest," He said, pointing. They all gasped. "No one ever comes out of their!" Colin nodded. "I did. And Manro here almost died."
"If he almost died, why's he sleeping?" Asked one of the women. "Some strange creatures lead us to a sacred place. His arm is broken, so I put it in the water. He fell alseep."
"Did you see anyting strange?" The same women asked, "No I---" He stoped remembering the silhotte of that odd wolf. "No. I saw nothing." He said fermly.
"Lady Abunai! Lady Abunai! It's me, Monro! I've returned!" Monro called. A women with Japense-style clothing came out of a large building. She had long blue hair in pony tails, and blue eyes. Some more people rushed out of the building, yelling "Monro's returned! He's alive! Come quickly!"
People rushed around Monro, asking him questions. "His name's Colin. He saved my life." Monro said, gesturing at Colin.
"May we have something to eat? I'm hungry." Lady Abunai nodded. "Come with me." She led him to the Dining House. There were men talking at one table. Colin walked over to them, and sat down. They were talking about something. He caught two words, 'Princess Kokoro'
"Who's Princess Kokoro?" He asked. They all laughed. "Who's Princess Kokoro?" They laughed again. "She's a crazy girl who lives with Articuno. Ya' know, that legendary one?" One of them said, suffing his mouth with rice and noodles. Colin nodded. "And today, she came riding on that hawk with wings made of ice, and attacked us. Some people fell over the edge."
"Why did she attack you?"
"I dunno." The conversation ended at that.
Lady Abunai told him to come with her, and he followed. As she led him to her house, Colin couldn't help but notice the women working hard. They were clanging hammers on iron, mashed a large pile of berries to create wine, and some had just come back from mining. "Lady Abunai! Look! Look what I found!" One of them said, sout covered her face and clothing. She opened her hands to reveal a large gem. Abunai examined it. "Good. This shall provide us with many bags of rice. Mine more."
"This is were I keep all my weapons." Abunai said, leading his through her garden to a shed. "I allow no one to come here." Colin looked puzzeled. "Then why did you bring me?" Abunai smiled "Because I sence something different about you, Colin." Colin felt uneasy. "Why do you need all the weapons?"
"To protect ourselves when ememies arrive. And when that drat, Kokoro, comes." Colin went to his hut, and slept.
"Hurry up! We need to get this rice to Lady Abunai," and "Keep moving, keep moving." A far away voice yelled, "Articuno! Articuno!" Everyone looked around "What?! Then that means. . ."
Kokoro smiled. They feared her. Articuno swept towards the group of travelers. Their was about fifty or so. They were all going on a narrow ledge up to their home town, Metalshaft.
Articuno shot small beams of ice at the weary group, and some of their cows ran off the edge, and fell to the river a hundred feet below them. Some people jumped off. Some people got frozen. Some ran faster, tripping over eachother. Two large Houndooms, black wolves with devil tails, band around their legs, a brown muzzel, and horns curving backwards, came running from in front and behind, and attacked the remaining forty. Articuno shrieked, and flew low, just above the traveler's heads. They had to duck to keep from being knocked down.
"Stop," Princess Kokoro told Articuno. Her mother veered off, and called to the Houndooms. She flew back to her home, while the Houndooms followed on foot.
Colin walked to the edge of a stream, and started drinking. He stoped when he saw something float by. It was a peice of clothing. He got up, and looked around. He spotted something next to the oppisite shore. He jumped on the rocks, and was soon across to the other end. It was a body. Not alive. He looked up. He guessed he must had sliped on that thin ledge. . .
"Arca!" Kenya barked at him. Colin came back to her. "What is it?" Kenya led Colin to another body. He knelt down. This one was alive. He was half in, half out of the water. Colin lifted him up, and put him on Kenya's back. He started walking further into the forest. Strange creatures appered as he walked. They were green with yellow wings, and had a pair of entenia on their heads. They had a short body, big feet, short, skinny, legs, and fat arms that ended with three fingers. Their heads were tear drop shape, and they had large, friendly eyes. He had never seen them before. Suddenly, one of them flew to a dead flower, and put a hand on it. The flower grew new again. Colin wrinkled his nose. Strange. Those things can make other things grow. . .that must mean that's a sign that this forest is healthy.
More Pokemon started peeking out at them from behind the bushes. Suddenly, the man on Kenya's back sprang to life. "Where am I? Who are you? I---oh! Ow! Pain!" He grabbed his arm. "It's okay. Your arm is only broken." Colin told him. "My name's Colin." The man nodded. "My name's Monro." Monro looked around "WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS!?" Colin smiled. "It's okay. I think it's a sign this forest is healthy."
More strange Pokemon began to apper. Some with wings, some without legs, some brightly colored, some with plates, some with spikes. "Oh my god . . .there's thousands of them . . ." Whispered Monro, who was clearly frightened. Colin stoped walking, and leaned down to one "Can you show us the way through the forest, little one?" It nodded, and started walking. They followed.
They past a stream, a large willow tree, a few clearings, until they came to a place in the forest where it was surrounded by water, with tiny islands of land, and trees, and a slight mist. This must be a sacred place, thought Colin. Kenya took a long drink. Suddenly, something came charging towards him. It looked like a giant mouse covered with black worms. Kenya reached for his arrows to slowly. He dodged the beast, "Why do you attack me? This be your territory? If it is, I shall leave it!" The beast came again, and one of the worms extended, and hit him in the arm. Kenya got ready to spring. "No, Kenya. If you touch it, you will be enveloped by hate, and die!" He warned his pal. Kenya stoped, but still growled. Kenya shot a few arrows in it's huge red eyes, and it shrieked, and ran away. "Wow. Wow! I can't believe that just happened! Do you know what that thing was? An oni! A demon! Now, you'll do as you said you would if it touched you: be enveloped by hate and die." Monro said to cheerfully.
Out of the corner of his eye, Colin saw something. He looked up, and stared strait ahead. Past all the trees, islands, and all the vines, a stream of light shot through the trees. In front of it past some wolves. He gasped. Then, he saw the silohte of something . . .a very odd wolf, with a odd crest and a mane comeing from it's neck that went to the end of it's body. He knew this because he has 20/20 vision. The thing stoped walking, and looked at him . . .or so he thought. It dissapered a few seconds later.
Colin looked at his wound. It wasn't spreading. Maybe the legend was a froud. A fake. "Where do you live?"
"Just out of this forest. In Masho Town."
"Wait. Let me see your arm." Manro scooted closer. Colin stuck in the water, and kept it there. "Wow. This is warm water!" In a few seconds, he was asleep.
Colin smiled, and put Manro on Kenya's back, and he got on, and they asked the strange Pokemon to lead them the way to Masho Town.
In half an hour, they had reached a town with towering smoke coming out of three places: the mines, the ironworks, and the Dining House.
There were some people in the streets. They walked up to Colin, and asked him "Where did you come from?"
"I can from that forest," He said, pointing. They all gasped. "No one ever comes out of their!" Colin nodded. "I did. And Manro here almost died."
"If he almost died, why's he sleeping?" Asked one of the women. "Some strange creatures lead us to a sacred place. His arm is broken, so I put it in the water. He fell alseep."
"Did you see anyting strange?" The same women asked, "No I---" He stoped remembering the silhotte of that odd wolf. "No. I saw nothing." He said fermly.
"Lady Abunai! Lady Abunai! It's me, Monro! I've returned!" Monro called. A women with Japense-style clothing came out of a large building. She had long blue hair in pony tails, and blue eyes. Some more people rushed out of the building, yelling "Monro's returned! He's alive! Come quickly!"
People rushed around Monro, asking him questions. "His name's Colin. He saved my life." Monro said, gesturing at Colin.
"May we have something to eat? I'm hungry." Lady Abunai nodded. "Come with me." She led him to the Dining House. There were men talking at one table. Colin walked over to them, and sat down. They were talking about something. He caught two words, 'Princess Kokoro'
"Who's Princess Kokoro?" He asked. They all laughed. "Who's Princess Kokoro?" They laughed again. "She's a crazy girl who lives with Articuno. Ya' know, that legendary one?" One of them said, suffing his mouth with rice and noodles. Colin nodded. "And today, she came riding on that hawk with wings made of ice, and attacked us. Some people fell over the edge."
"Why did she attack you?"
"I dunno." The conversation ended at that.
Lady Abunai told him to come with her, and he followed. As she led him to her house, Colin couldn't help but notice the women working hard. They were clanging hammers on iron, mashed a large pile of berries to create wine, and some had just come back from mining. "Lady Abunai! Look! Look what I found!" One of them said, sout covered her face and clothing. She opened her hands to reveal a large gem. Abunai examined it. "Good. This shall provide us with many bags of rice. Mine more."
"This is were I keep all my weapons." Abunai said, leading his through her garden to a shed. "I allow no one to come here." Colin looked puzzeled. "Then why did you bring me?" Abunai smiled "Because I sence something different about you, Colin." Colin felt uneasy. "Why do you need all the weapons?"
"To protect ourselves when ememies arrive. And when that drat, Kokoro, comes." Colin went to his hut, and slept.