{--Author's Note-----}
Even though I don't really like Pokémon that much anymore, the series/games leave a lot of room for creativity and great fanfiction. I think that's the case with this fanfic because fortunately, it's not another one of those stories about some trainer running around Hoenn/Johto/Kanto kicking everybody's butt, but about six kids who go back in time to fight in a war. It's actually going to be pretty interesting, I think. I had about six chapters written, but somehow chapter 5 got deleted in my files so I'll have to go back and write it again. I promise to try and keep this story as exciting as possible.
-Alanis
{--HIKARU KYUKON--- The Wish Tag -----}
Kyra laughed heartily at Kiri's joke. Her friend could always make her laugh."Hey Kiri, I bet you can't even make Abe smile!" she challenged her friend.
Kiri shook her head sadly. "It's impossible. Trust me, I've tried. I don't think he can smile!"
"There's a challenge for ya, bud!" Ray nudged Abe playfully. "C'mon, prove to us that you can smile!"
Abe gave his friends an icy stare.
"Stop that!" Sana said, looking away. "It gives me shivers!"
The left corner of Abe's lip twitched upwards. Not a smile, but a smirk. It only lasted a moment.
Lance rolled his eyes. "Oh leave him alone, guys. There's no use messing with him, he's as hard and cold as a rock."
So the six friends talked about other things. School, weather, fads, but most of all Pokémon. It was a subject that fascinated them. To most people, Pokémon were creatures in bedtime stories. Myths. Some believed they existed thousands of years ago, but most dismissed them as silly folklore. The Elementals, as the six teens called themselves, were some of the few people who believed in them.
Kyra was an average-sized girl with long, silky jet black hair and strange red eyes. If you were to look closely, you would see that were swirled, like balls of fire. She wore a tight black shirt with a flame on it and black flared jeans. Kira was the kind of girl who was shy with everyone except her close friends. Once you gained her trust, she was very loyal.
Kiri was a short girl with a rounded sort of body and blue eyes. Even though she was 14, most people mistook her for being 10. She had a look of innocence about her, and because of that she could get away with almost anything. She wore her pink hair in two large buns on the side of her head, tied with yellow ribbons. For clothes she had an indigo t-shirt with a flower on it, and a green and yellow skirt. She was very outgoing and loved to joke and play around.
Ray was medium height and very fit. He had spiky yellow hair and orange eyes. He wore a light blue tank top and blue jeans. Like Kiri, Ray was playful and rambunctious. The major difference, though, was he didn't know when to stop and be serious, and sometimes his playfulness would get him into trouble.
Sana was a tall, thin girl with green hair and large brown eyes. She wore her hair so that a large strand of it was brushed over one eye, and the rest of it curled around her head and ended at her shoulders. She wore a long-sleeved green shirt with flared sleeves and a long, billowy white skirt. She was very in tune to others feelings, and was good at comforting people when they were down.
Lance was a stocky, strongly built boy with short blue hair and orange eyes. He wore a blue jumpsuit-like outfit with orange elbow and knee patches. He was the kind of person who stuck up for his friends, no matter what, and always kept his promises. Never in any of his friends reckoning had he let any of them down.
And last, but not least, was Abe. His full name was Absolom, or Ab-solemn, as his friends often called him. He preferred Abe. He was very tall for his age and very lanky, with white hair that was spiked-up on one side. He had natural black streaks through his hair that made him look even more strange. His eyes, like Kyra's, were red, but with a white pupil in the center. They were very eerie. Despite his odd looks, he was rather handsome. Very much an introvert, Abe was serious, cool, and as Lance said, hard. Even Sana found it impossible to discern his emotions behind his stony expression.
"Abe?Abe!"
"Huh? What?" the 14 year old boy suddenly snapped out of a daydream. He had been doing that a lot recently.
Ray rolled his eyes. "We're gonna meet at the old subway station after school tomorrow. You coming?"
"Yeah."
"A man of little words!" Lance laughed and patted Abe on the back. "Well guys, I gotta get going - what the heck is that thing in your pocket, Kyra?"
Kyra pulled out a long blue card with a string attached to it. "Oh, this? You won't believe this, but, when I was walking here, it just sorta fell on me. From out of the sky."
"Weird," said Ray, "Let me see it."
Kira handed the tag to him.
"Look!" exclaimed Kiri, "It's in Japanese! 'Hikaru Mono Hoshi'. Wonder what it means?"
"Shining One Star."
The 5 friends turned to stare at Abe.
"I didn't know you knew Japanese," Sana said quizzically.
"I... don't." Abe lowered his eyes. "I just... it just... came to me."
Ray looked impressed. "Wish tags falling out of the sky, Solemn here spouting Japanese, what's next? Kyra winning a swim contest?"
Kyra glared at Ray with a flash of her fiery eyes. He knew how she hated water.
"Wish tag?" question Kiri, "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh that's obviously what it is." Ray rolled his eyes. "Didn't you guys ever read fairy tales? In times of need a wish tag would fall upon the "hero", addressed to them, with their star on it - it's the same in every story..."
"What are you talking about?" Kyra looked puzzled. "It wasn't addressed to me, I don't have a star -"
"It's just a load of bilge, Kyra," said Ray with a wave of his hand, "There's always some hero who gets a wish tag, saves the world, yadda yadda yadda. I can't believe you took that seriously!" He burst into laughter.
Kyra smiled weakly. She couldn't help thinking this "wish tag" had fallen upon her for a reason...
Sana checked her watch. "Well, it's getting late, guys, and I better head home; told Mom I'd be back by nine..."
"Me too." said Lance and Kiri together, both standing up.
"So it's settled, then?" asked Ray, "Subway tomorrow, after school, at 3:15?"
Kyra nodded. "See you all around, then. Bye."
The others exchanged their waves and farewells, and the six teenagers filed out of Carla's Coffee Corner, breaking up and heading their separate ways.
Ray's right. It's nothing. Just me wanting some excitement in my life, I suppose, thought Kyra as she hopped on the hover bus and handed the Pilotbot some coins. But still . . . she fingered the blue paper as she sat down, turning it over and over. The star on it was a bright red, and appeared to be swirling. She looked closer. No, it was just her mind playing tricks on her. She was tired, and needed to get some sleep.
Whoosh! The chrome-plated front door of her house slid open upon recognizing her face.
"Oh, you're home," said her mother briskly, "that's good. I need you to finish cleaning these dishes, I must get Lienus to bed -" she was cut off as Kyra's rambunctious little brother attacked her from behind. "I am NOT going to put up with this right now, Lienus!" She dragged the little boy up to bed before Kyra could protest.
The fourteen-year-old girl approached the pile of dishes with a sigh. Why couldn't they purchase a Maidbot? It would make things so much easier . . . she shook her head as if reprimanding herself. She knew her family couldn't afford an expensive robot at a time like this, with the economy being as low as it was. It was costly enough living in Mauville City, one of the biggest in Hoenn, without trying to satisfy her own selfishness.
Mauville had once been a fairly small city in the past, but with it's Gym and Casinos, it had grown considerably in the last hundred years. It was now known as "The Electric Hub of Hoenn", what with the thousands of fluorescent lights and busy Subhovers. It took giant electric turbines just to power the vast downtown area, let alone the suburbs where Kyra lived.
After finished stuffing the last bowl into the cheap dishwasher system, Kyra headed up to her tiny bedroom. Like everything these days, it was mostly chrome, an easy material to come by in Mauville, which was well- known for it's chrome factories. Wood was a rarity, and very expensive. Kyra wondered what it must have been like to live in a forest, and envied the people of the past.
Why'd they have to go and mess everything up? she thought angrily. Why'd all the Pokémon have to die? Why and how did everything go wrong?
It was true. Everything had gone wrong. Since the Great Wars, (which were now just myths), the earth's population had dwindled. Johto and Kanto were now deserted wastelands full of landfills, and the people that were left were crowded together in Hoenn, in highly populated cities like Mauville, Slateport, and Lilicove. Only the very affluent could afford to live in nice, clean places like Mossdeep and Sotopolis.
As if in response to Kyra's thoughts, an Oxyhover roared over the neighborhood, making loud whooshing noises as it sucked up the air and cleaned it. It extracted the dirty particles and compacted them, releasing clean, fresh oxygen in it's wake. The dirty waste would probably be shipped of to a landfill.
Thoughts of trees, flowers, and naturally clean rivers flew around in Kyra's head as she drifted off to sleep. On top of a cliff, overlooking a huge land full of such lovely things, was a dark, shadowy creature. It raised it's snout up to the night sky, where stars where actually visible and the moon was not clouded out. A mournful sound escaped it, as if it knew it's time was coming to an end....
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