Chapter 3.
Discoveries and Rediscovering
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The travelling was dull, beyond dull really, absolutely nothing happened as they walked and walked and walked. The only thing that changed as they kept moving was the place the sun sat up in the sky and who was helping the nerd as they went. The black morph continued to be unconscious as he was carried in the giant's arms.
She was dead bored. There wasn't any conversation or anything, everyone was in their own little worlds as they kept on marching. She could kind of understand that, this terrain was not friendly, they were all continually bashing branches and vines out of their way as they tried to get through, the ground was also exceedingly unstable, so much so that half the time feet slipped on loose rocks or fell straight into hidden ditches covered by thin layers of leaf litter. It was not an enjoyable experience in the least and it was taking forever. One thing she really would of liked to of known was where exactly they thought they were all going, she didn't have the faintest idea. The land and terrain was nothing like where she lived, it was all jungley, of which the closest she got to that at home was well, on tv. At least that said one thing, she wasn't anywhere near home. That wasn't encouraging.
At least nothing had jumped out at them, for that matter they hadn't heard the slightest peep out of anything. Aside from the noises of the non-existent wind and the ones they made as they trampled and shoved things it was quiet, not a thing stirred through all that thick greenery. It was odd and spine tingly, it also made everyone jumpy at the slightest sound which was annoying as everyone would suddenly drop to the ground for no good reason thinking something was about to get them. Actually, that wasn't that bad, after the first couple of hours it pretty much stopped as they figured there was nothing that was going to jump them. It was a bit late now though seeing she was covered in dirt and twigs and well, everything else you find in jungle forest places from all the time she'd been shoved to the ground by a surprised member of the group. She was dirty and sweaty and had absolutely no doubt she stank, but everyone else aside from the giant was fairly much the same so no one really paid that much attention. She was also getting tired, not that she hadn't been tired after the first couple of hours, but now it was getting worse and her legs were aching and complaining as well as there being a stitch growing in her side. The latter would go away as she kept walking she knew that, that's what had happened to the last one, but her legs weren't going to get any better until she stopped and had a decent rest. Last of the complaints was that she was HUNGRY. She hadn't eaten something for at least a day and a half, more likely two days and she was doing all this walking, it was a wonder she hadn't fainted from exhaustion already. Maybe she was just strong willed? She somewhat doubted that but wasn't up to arguing it with herself, if her body was perfectly happy to keep moving and complain silently to her she'd accept that, she didn't want her body to suddenly stop in this dirty jungle place without her consent. At least, not until there was somewhere she could sit without having to worry about disappearing down a ditch or sliding away on a pile of loose rocks.
It wasn't nightfall but the sun was low in the sky when they all finally stopped. The black morph had been stirring for the last twenty minutes and was making noises enough now to get their attention. It wasn't an ideal spot to stop, it was exactly like everything else they'd passed through so far, trees, vines, bushes and green leafy things squashed together tightly on a rocky and very well mulched ground. It wasn't even a clearing, it was just a couple of feet without a tree or large plant of some kind taking up the small space large enough for them all to stand together. Even if it was somewhat crowded it was the biggest cleared space they'd found in the last hour and a half or so, so it had to do for now.
A groan, "Ubree... Uoorrgh... Yeesh.. My head hurts.." the black morph put a hand to his head and looked around at them from his perch in the giant's arms. He blinked a couple of times before shouting, "Yee-OW! My HEAD!" and he closed his eyes again holding his head. "I'd advise you keep your mouth shut a while and think of other things until that headache goes away.. And don't bother trying to get down you probably can't walk yet." The black morph just groaned again as he held his head, he obviously had no intention of doing anything other than trying to get rid of his headache.
"If he had learnt recover like I told him to he'd be perfectly fine already, but Nooo.. he's too good for that," a grumble and snort at her side and she glanced at the nerd before shaking her head and looking back to the rest of them.
"Well we know Sur's not dead, what are we going to do now? This isn't really an ideal camp spot but it seems we aren't really going to get much better than this, at least if what we've gone through so far is anything to go by. We haven't even passed a river or water supply of any kind so far to backtrack and camp nearby to." There was a sigh and she looked at the woman as she retied her hair after pulling it loose to readjust it seeing most of it had come out anyway.
"We'll try going forwards for a little longer, if we can't find anything better than this we'll come back and camp here."
A couple of sighs and a groan but they kept walking.
And of course, as luck would have it, three hundred meters and twenty more minutes they walked right into a large cleared area. Cleared only because it was a small mountain of rocks seemingly dumped there for no reason and with no greenery upon it aside from a single giant tree growing at the peak of the mini mountain.
"Well wasn't it a good idea we kept going those extra five minutes, otherwise we would of missed this." The woman threw something at the army guy who ducked just in time before they started looking through the rocks for somewhere safe camp.
The sun now nearly gone from the sky and all but the giant sat in a small cave halfway up the mini mountain of rocks and slate. They fitted comfortably enough as long as they all stayed sitting up and the giant didn't come in, not that he really minded, it wasn't raining or windy or anything, though it was a little cold the giant didn't seem to notice or care about that sort of thing though so was perfectly happy where he was.
"Well it's good to know you're back to your usual talkative self Sulphur."
The black morph poked his tongue out at the woman as she threw a berry at his head. His eyes suddenly went wide as he gagged and choked before a hard pat on his back made him spit up the food. Still coughing and spluttering he glared at the woman before picking up the berry again and eating it. The woman made a face and he smirked, "Shouldn't waste food."
The morph had woken up properly a while ago but had only recently gotten back to his usual self. It was recently enough though to of gone back out into the jungle forest and collect a decent selection of berries and fruits for them all to eat. The giant didn't include himself in the activity of eating, instead he sat and watched them as they filled their stomachs. She wondered at this a little but decided not to question it, the giant probably had his own reasons for not wishing to eat.
Actually they'd been sitting for at least fifteen minutes now and most of the food was gone. She'd been fairly surprised at the relaxed nature of everyone as they sat around talking and eating, even the giant said a few things though whoever actually needed to listen to the words had to pause in what they were doing so they'd hear it properly.
She didn't know how it came around to it, or even if she actually said the words herself but suddenly they were talking about who they all were and why they'd grabbed her. First though were proper introductions.
"Well you know I'm Bj," the army guy smiled at her before pointing at the nerd. "That's David, our resident scientist."
Coughmumblecough.
She quickly looked at the morph at the sound of the cough but he just smiled pleasantly and acted as if he hadn't done anything.
The army guy sighed and shook his head as he looked at the black morph, "That would be Sulphur or Sur' as Susan likes to call him. He's our-"
"Quality assurance man. We need someone in this group who has a sense of style and grace to make up for the lack there of of everyone else." The morph smirked before being pelted with a large red berry that splattered right over his face.
"Continue dreaming Sur'. He's actually our resident morph as every team is required to have at least one member that has elemental abilities of some kind so that when all the weapons are gone or run out there's still someone with long range attack abilities." The woman looked at her with one end of her mouth still curled up from smirking at the morph, "And I'd be Susan. I'm basically in the same category as Benny there but for the fact I don't take orders mindlessly like him." She smirked again and the man sighed once more before pointing outside.
"That out there is 'Bur. He's-"
"He's here because he was Conner's research aide," the nerd mumbled from behind the army guy who sighed yet again before sitting back.
"Oh give it up David, it's not Bj's fault that Conner stayed behind."
A snort and the nerd went back to eating.
"Ok. So what-uh, how come I'm here and who are you people?" she started.
"Oh, right. Sorry, we should of done this a while ago, but the whole running and fighting and then that trek through the forest, I forgot you didn't know what was going on."
"Well-"
"-Yes yes, go on Benny, tell Clarissa all about why we grabbed her from that nice apartment building she'd been happily living in and dragged her all this way with us when it would of been so much easier to of left her there to her own thing." She looked in surprise at the morph, and was about to comment when the army guy mumbled something and went back to speaking. "Well, we're part of a group.. "
"Well duh."
"Sulphur!"
"Fine, fine, I'll shut up.." a wave of his hands as if to deflect the anger, a grin stayed firm on his features though in a teasing manner.
"We're one group which is part of an organisation who-"
"Still need to find a name to call ourselves," the morph snickered.
A sigh and he tried to start again once more, "All of us here are part of a group of People, Pokemorphs and Pokemon who are basically the only ones making a difference in this war between us and the Demons that are attempting to destroy the world. We grabbed you because Conner believed that you are one of six people that will help us finally stop the Demons from winning and return things back to normal, or at least as normal as it will be possible at the end of all of this. You're the link that'll connect the other five people we're going to find that's needed to hold it all together. I can't really say much else on that because I don't know the details.." He glanced at the nerd but the nerd was making a point not to be part of the conversation. "But I'm sure you'll be filled in when we meet up with others at the next facility we can get to. They can answer any questions you have to do with all that."
"Ok. Soo.. What do you mean by people, pokemorphs AND Pokemon? And what do you mean by Demons? Someone said those things that attacked us before looked like demons.." She looked around at them all trying to remember who'd said it before stopping at the army guy again her mind still blank.
"I'll answer the second question first, it'll help to explain the first one. Yes Demons. Demons are what those half dead looking things that are now attacking and destroying Kanto are. And it's not just a label that we've put on them, that's really what they are. They come from a time of magic and Pokemon rule. They're beings from before humans ever existed, they're from when there was only Pokemon walking around on this planet and they were the ruling body. They are what Demons are in the form they were originally thought of and created in, not like the creatures we humans have made them out to be. What those things out there are, those things that have destroyed so much, that's what a REAL Demon looks and behaves like. That's what a Demon was originally intended as.
Now Demons and Magic may sound like children's stories. But you've seen the Demons and you've heard what they can do and that isn't even the half of it. There's a hell of alot more that they've done and are doing that was just too horrifying and disgusting for any of those reporters out there to tell the rest of the world about. Demons are very much like what you think of in children's stories except for the fact they're so very much worse. They live for the misery and pain they create, they take pride and pleasure in ruining other creatures lives and destroying all that's around them. Demons are the ultimate combination of stupidity, power and ruthlessness that humans themselves have tried to create at one time or another through out history. They're also near indestructible. They'll continue to try and destroy you even with half their own body missing and with what's left full of holes. Demons treat a gushing wound or missing limb just like we'd treat a small bump, they ignore it or get over it extremely quickly and keep doing whatever they were doing before they were wounded with no change in strength or attitude.
Demons are the ultimate creation to use as weapons in a war because they have no self-preservation instinct, they just keep barrelling through until it's physically impossible for them to keep going. They have no sense of pity or regret, they have no mercy. They're just brute force with a mind for only one thing.
Magic is what created the Demons, though magic in itself isn't bad, it's no more than what the wielder intends for it, much like any item that can be picked up and used. Everything has the ability to be used as a weapon even if it were to be a very crude weapon and can be used as such as well as for it's original function. Magic's from the same time as the Demons and just like the Demons were almost completely forgotten in modern times. At least as they once were. Both magic and Demons have existed in our times as well, just in different forms, in humanised shapes and not true like they once were. Which is a bitch as magic is the only real weapon that can be used against Demons as it can actually hold and contain them as well as destroy them. Where as everything we now have that's designed as a weapon or cage is easily dodged or destroyed by them.
For the second question, Pokemon were the original users of magic and the ones who first had any contact with Demons so they're the only ones who really know how it works. Of course this doesn't mean that all Pokemon automatically know all there is to know about Demons or magic, it just means that they have a higher likeliness to have some sort of knowledge compared to us humans.
Pokemon were the first creatures to realise what was happening when this all started. They felt the disturbances in the air and knew that something big was about to go down, though most didn't realise it as anything more than a basic instinct buried somewhere deep inside themselves."
"Ok, if all that stuff is true and what those things are are Demons and they come from before humans even existed and when Pokemon knew about Magic.. How come all this is happening now? What's so great about now that they decided to start destroying everything, why didn't they do it earlier or something like that?"
"There's a balance about things, there's always something else that'll counter everything and from what we know something went about completely throwing the balance off that stops Demons from becoming so numerous and powerful that they can attempt something like what they're doing now. We don't know what exactly it is that they've done to throw everything off so badly but we're pretty sure it has something to do with the Southern Islands and happened initially in that region, the disturbances started down there before they started hitting the southern border of Kanto.
Also it's the most suited time they've ever had to do something like this. Magic, the only thing that can really counter Demons has been all but forgotten in the past centuries, technology has grow to a level that most people are almost completely dependant on it. Pokemon no longer play any substantial role in the lives of anyone else on this planet, there's always something you can get that's 'better' or more useful than a Pokemon in this day and age. We've pretty much lost our only chances of being able to defend ourselves against something like what's happening, it was the perfect time for them to strike."
She sat back a moment and thought, "You don't really know that much about what's happening do you? You just know these things are destroying everything, they're called Demons and that the only weapons you say that really work against them you don't even know how to use since no one knows Magic anymore. You've also grabbed me because I'm part of -something- you don't know about either, in which me and five others are supposed to stop everything, which of course you don't know how that works either. I can't help but think you should of left me where I was like the fur face said before, at least then I wouldn't of been dragged all over the place."
As far as she knew everyone was asleep now, each person curled up inside the cave except for the giant who sat with his back to them all, staring out into the jungle forest. The conversation had dulled after her last comment, little else being said that was of interest to her and despite what the army guy said or any of them said she really wasn't of any other opinion other than the one she had said. All this had been a waste of time as far as she was concerned and she'd much rather of preferred to of been left back in her apartment watching the static on the tv.
She turned over again, probably for the five-hundredth time, despite the fact she'd been walking all day and had to shove through jungle greens with more effort than she'd used to do anything for months she just couldn't get to sleep. Her body was complaining, she didn't know what it was saying but it definitely wasn't that it wanted to stay where she was, curled up and cramped to sleep. Her mind was also buzzing, all about the things she'd learnt, seen and gone through in the past couple of days. So she got up, trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb anyone else she went outside the scoop of a cave and out onto the platform the giant was on.
She was moving around, looking for somewhere comfortable to stretch out when the giant's head suddenly turned around to look at her. He blinked once then went back to staring out a the jungle.
"Oook.."
"He does that, I wouldn' worry about it if I were you."
"ACK!" She quickly spun around to glare at the black morph, perfectly perched upon one of the higher rocks on the mini mountain, his golden rings glowing faintly in the moonlight. "Don't do that!"
"Oh don't be like that, it's not like there's anything else living out here, aside from the plants that is of course.. And probably some bugs, no Pokemon though, not a single living thing with half a brain. Well of course excluding myself." He smirked and she just continued to glare at him in the dark.
"That's not the point," she huffed before turning her back on him and sitting where she was, attempting to ignore him.
He shrugged, "Oh well, not my problem is it?"
He suddenly dropped down beside her, grinning so his white teeth showed perfectly in contrast to his dark face, "So what you doing out here so late then? Should be tired with all that tiresome hacking and trudging through the jungle and all, from what I'm told you did that for hours and I'm pretty sure it's safe to assume hard labour has never really been your thing. You should be dead to the world."
She continued trying to ignore him, only moving over slightly so she wasn't quite so close to the morph.
"Oh fine, be like that then. I'm just being friendly."
"I thought you said you didn't like me," she glared at him again.
"Lookie, it can speak!" and he just made a face at her as her glare intensified.
"Fine, fine, it's better than nothing. You see 'Bur over there's never been much for conversation especially at night when it's cold, the whole rockiness of him and everything becomes cold and he's even slower than usual in the dark so it's not much fun. Plus, you're awake and it's always fun to torment someone new."
"I'm sure that gets you lots of friends.." She looked at the giant again, "What do you mean the 'rockiness' of him? He's not a giant rock or something is he?" she couldn't help but make a face.
"You obviously don't know much about morphs."
"I didn't realise he was one.."
The black morph beside her looked dumbstruck, "You gotta be kiddin me. What'd you think he was? An over grown human? A human freak?"
She shifted her weight somewhat, "Well I dunno.. I didn't really think about it."
"Yeesh. Yes 'Bur's a morph, he's a Golem/Snorlax combo, that's why he's so bloody big and thick skinned. It's the whole pretty much solid rockiness about him covered with an exceedingly tough skin."
"A what? A Golem and Snorelex?"
He slapped his head, "Oh the starry heavens, she doesn't know anything does she.. It's so sad with the kids today, don't know the slightest thing about their Pokemon, so very very sad.."
"Hey!"
He looked at her and shook his head, "Well it's true ain't it? You don't know jack shit about Pokemon, most people at least know what a Snorlax is.. At least where I come from they do.. But then you're a lil city girl aren't you? The city people never know nothing except maybe what a Pidgey is.." He sighed, "Ah well."
"So you going to explain to me what a SnorlAx and Golem are or you just gonna keep going on about me not knowing anything?"
"Yeah yeah, you need some patience girl." She glared at him again. "Yes yes, fine. A Golem is the third evolution of a rock type line of Pokemon, basically a large ball or rocks with a two stocky arms and legs then a small head sticking out the front with a cap sort of thing atop it's head. That's why 'Bur don't have no hair, he's got that cap thingy on his head from his Golem parentage, you should of at least noticed the ridges around that big flat nose of his and along his brow ridge." She nodded. "So yeah, that's a Golem. A Snorlax is a giant fat navy blue and cream thing that basically lives to eat and eat and eat and eat. We're lucky, 'Bur really doesn't have any more character traits of a Snorlax aside from his hight and thick skin. If 'Bur were anything like a normal Snorlax his mind wouldn't do anything more than think about food or sleeping and that's about all his body would do as well. We're VERY lucky that he's more Golem than Snorlax, it kept him from having a giant gut as well, he's more evenly shaped, sorta like a barrel on legs aside from a giant beach ball with limbs. He's somewhat slower in thinking than a human or even a Snorlax but you can excuse that, most Rock types are like that and even some Plant types if you try speaking to the wrong ones." She looked at the black morph then at the giant in surprise, "So he's basically a walking rock that talks then?" He shook his head, "No, he's more than that. He's got a really intelligent brain under all that thick-headedness. You wont ever hear me say this again but he's got more brains than I do in his way, it just takes a little longer than for most of us for it to compute. It's not like as if he's ever really had to worry about time before. Him and his kind have some of the longest lifespans of anything alive, so it's like he's got all the time in the world for the solution to come to mind and then to proceed with going through with the following actions. Rock types like to take their time, it's just how rocks are, they're never in a hurry."
"So you're saying he's gonna live until he's a hundred and fifty or something?"
"Oh no, no, no. He's already more than double that," the morph proceeded to wave a black clad hand infront of him like as if this wasn't a big deal.
"He's What?" She was now wide-eyed and staring.
"Hey keep your voice down, we don't need to wake everyone up." He did make a move to cover her mouth but the look she gave him gave him other ideas. "Anyway, yes, I said he was over three-hundred years old. It's probably closer to four-hundred or something anyways. He's only a second generation morph."
"As apposed to what?"
"Well me, personally, I'm eighth generation and that's only the free generations, that's not including the ones during the wars or the maker generations.. 'Bur's at extreme most third generation and that's including upto and including his maker generation, I'm thinking that his parents were probably part of the maker generation though anyway but I can't be completely sure. 'Bur's OLD. He don't look it but he is. He lived through most of The War and he hasn't got much to show for it, but he was there, it's guaranteed."
She sat there for a while longer silent, trying to imagine how someone could possibly live for THAT long and how you really couldn't tell how old the giant was. She still couldn't think of him really as a morph, he looked so human as apposed to the black furred person sitting beside her.
"Ok so I know what th- 'Bur is now. What are you?" She looked at the black morph again.
"I'm an Umbreon, one of the oldest type of Pokemon there is." She raised a brow as she looked at him. "Oh don't look at me like that, it's true. Umbreon have been around for nearly forever, same with Espeon and Eevee. Eevee's what we evolve from by the way as from the look on your face I can figure you don't know what those are.. Eevee are basically little brown fox like things with a big glorious fluffy tail with a white tip and then sorta puffs around their chests, shoulders and back." She suddenly burst out laughing, picturing the suave black morph infront of her decked out in pompoms and a bushy tail.
"Hey! No need to laugh. It wasn't that bad.. plus I'm sure you looked wonderful as a gawky little human kid, not that you still aren't now," he sneered at her in retaliation. That shut her up.
"Well anyway yeah, that's what I am. I'm an Umbreon morph, a pure shadow sort of Pokemon that looks like a sleeker fox. Of course Umbreon usually have a gold mark upon their forehead where as I don't. Don't ask me WHY I don't have one as I don't know, it's just a family thing I guess. It goes right through my family line of Umbreon. Sorta goes with the whole thing that my entire family line are ONLY Umbreon, excluding two Vaporeon and Flareon from the maker generation.. But that's not the point. I'm an Umbreon through and through and that's my heritage along with my well, not mark as there's no mark, so it's sorta my non-mark. Heh."
He was rubbing the spot between his eyes as she sat and thought about this. She didn't really have much else to say, but that changed quickly enough.
"Ok, seeing as I obviously don't know squat about Pokemon, which you figured already so don't look at me like THAT! Anyways, plus the fact I'm not tired despite all that walking and thrashing through forest earlier AND that from what I can tell now from you people I'm probably gonna be associating alot more with your kind as well as normal Pokemon I might as well learn something so as not to look too stupid.. Unless of course you're not up to the challenge? Maybe you're too tired?" She smirked at him as the morph's expression and posture went extremely haughty at the implication that teaching her about Pokemon would be TOO hard for him.
"No of course I'm not too tired, I'm a night time Pokemon and I had that big sleep earlier, I'm more awake than you'd ever be at night! So there!"
Immature, she still stuck by that impression. That comment on him sleeping earlier reminded her of something though.. Problem now was that he was starting to reel off information about Pokemon and she really was telling the truth, she didn't know jack shit about Pokemon in general or even specifically about any one of them. So, she really could do to listen to what the morph said, maybe she'd actually pick something up.
This lasted at least an hour and a half but of course she WAS tired after all that walking and trashing through the jungle forest and gradually she was finding herself forcing her eyes to stay open and missing half of what the morph was saying. So once the morph had told her for the fourth or fifth time rather loudly to WAKE UP he finally got the point and made sure to keep her awake enough only to get her back to the cave to lie down and goto sleep until everyone else woke up again in the coming morning.
Events weren't really that interesting for the next week and a half. They were still travelling through the jungle forest, of which the jungle was becoming somewhat more foresty and easier to walk through without having to hack out the entire path for them to walk along. Also life was showing itself around them. The first sign had been a quick flash as they startled a resting Aipom as they slashed through one particularly rough patch of greenery and had unwittingly removed nearly the entire cover the monkey Pokemon had been hiding in. Aside from the fact it had completely startled them all, it was a welcome sign of life after nearly a week without the slightest hint that anything was living within the jungle forest aside from plants. After that it took only half a day before the more typical common place sounds of the jungle started to filter through the air. Various bird cries and bug sounds, rustlings all around them by Pokemon doing what they naturally did, some of which they saw and others that were no more than glowing eyes in the dark. It was all surprisingly relaxing to hear all the sounds and everyone quickly started losing all the pent up tension they'd gathered from walking through silence for so long where they'd all been on high alert nearly all the time. No one really knew why there'd been no signs of Pokemon for so long but most of them were at least partially sure it had something to do with the place they'd come out of, it was a often repeated topic of conversation when they stopped for the nights. She had to admit she'd been liking the nights of recent. After that initial talk about Pokemon with the black morph they'd gotten into the habit of doing the same thing every night. While everyone else slept herself and the black morph would sit together watching the forest around them and 'Bur while he told her different things about Pokemon and other things that related to them. She liked him as a teacher despite the fact he got somewhat huffy at her asking questions he didn't always know answers to. For as he repeatedly said himself, he didn't know ALL there was to know about Pokemon, he wasn't a Pokemon Researcher, of course then he had to go about explaining what exactly a Pokemon Researcher was as she didn't really have a clue. But the point was that he only knew as much as he'd learnt in his lifetime so far and that was from socialising with other morphs and asking questions of his parents when he was younger. The morph's knowledge wasn't overly extensive but it was by far more than she'd ever known herself previously. The best she'd ever known of Pokemon was that there were alot of morphs in the world, not in her district though and that Pidgey made good lunch bins for lunches her mother had made she had no wish to eat during school.
So her knowledge was growing and she was becoming somewhat more fit with all this walking and now only occasional thrashing through the jungle forest. The people she was with weren't THAT bad though she was still rather undecided on the whole magic and Demon things and the nerd continued to give her the creeps. The two morphs were good though, despite the black morph's idiocy and seemingly pompous superior attitude. The other two people were ok as well but she didn't really talk to them much. This whole thing was a completely different experience to anything she'd ever encounted before though, this was the first time she'd never been within a mile of a city for starters. Then there was the whole lack of technology which wasn't really as bad as she thought it would of been. The fact they were walking all the time somewhat helped in the lack of tv or electronic games respect, she couldn't really complain about being bored, the forest was surprisingly interesting, especially now there was life in it. She found herself continually trying to catch a glimpse of the more shy creatures and guessing at who or what made the various sounds they heard. Of course her mini-escapades away from the group sometimes got one of them racing after her to drag her back after stumbling into somewhere she really shouldn't of. This happened alot more often than she cared for but she was still determined to look around some on her own and more than half the time she didn't have the situation explained to her so she made the same mistakes again. She blamed them instead of herself in these situations, easy solution of course.
Her highlight so far had been spotting a small group of wild Pikachu, she didn't know what they were when she first saw them but they were utterly adorable in her opinion. She had all the inclination to run out and hug them but they ran off before she could even have a second thought.
After that incounter she had this funny feeling of being watched but whenever she looked around there was nothing there. So instead of letting her imagination run away with the idea she just told herself, yes of course there was something watching her, there was always something watching them all. The forest was filled with things watching the curious group of two leggers trudging through their homes, it was only natural.
There was something about them.
He didn't know what but he knew it was something..
So he had to follow.
It wasn't that hard, they were larger and had trouble getting through the thicker clumps of vegetation where as he didn't. They also had no obvious knowledge of where they were going or they would of gone around all those harder areas to pass, so thusly were taking much longer than they should to be getting anywhere.
So it was relatively easy.
It was also easy to keep himself hidden, though one or two times it was pure luck he wasn't seen. That one young female was continually looking around making him stick to the thicker growths and darker shades so he wasn't seen, more so than he'd of liked. But still it was fairly easy.
The only real problem he was having was to keep his metal parts from shining. There was gradually more and more peircings of sunlight filtering down from the canopy and so more oppertunities for them to hit and reflect light off the metal. That was annoying. He knew that if that ever happened he'd be in real trouble. He didn't know why exactly, it wasn't just the usual animal self-preservation feeling, it was something else.
Yet despite this he still had a need to follow..
So he was.
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A Year Previously
"It wont be much longer now..
Welcome-.."
A flash.
His head reeled, his senses flaring and suddenly his mind went blank.
The next moment his head was flooded, flooded with everything that had happened in his known lifetime up to this very moment. Everything that had lead up to this situation he was in now. The one in which a human child could do so much to a God such as he!
A child!
Everything was a blur, one memory blending into another until they finally started to slow down, gradually one memory or thought becoming separate to another. Slowing down to remind him of the last few months of his life, months of torture and confinement.
It hadn't been his fault!
He couldn't of seen this happening, if he'd known what would happen to him the moment he appeared before that child he would never of done it. Never of left his guard down against something so seemingly powerless. Something that had stolen his freedom and power! That had destroyed his life as he knew it then attempted to break his spirit!
He wanted to thrash about, to fight against it all. But he couldn't.. All those memories were stopping him, he was reliving every moment of the torture he'd gone through over the past several months. Months of waiting and waiting and waiting and gradually losing faith and hope in life itself. Something he would never of believed was possible. If he had been told before this all happened that it could, even by the remotest chance, he would of laughed, he would of laughed so hard the oceans would of swelled and the skies fallen with his tears. He wasn't laughing now, he hadn't laughed in a very long time.
He couldn't believe that a child was capable of what this one had done. It had captured and confined him, something no human had ever been able to successfully do before now. Then it had done something so much much worse. It had stolen his powers, restricted them so that for every movement, every thought it was an unimaginable effort to do so. Then it had began something he didn't know was possible. The child began to break him, changing him into something different, something he didn't want to be and couldn't accept, something he kept fighting and fighting. A fight that the child was gradually winning despite all his efforts to make it otherwise. At first the child had only started with scratching, scratching lightly at the surface of his mind, nothing more than insubstantial scrapes that he could ignore. Then it started chipping, small bits at first, then larger and larger, gradually taking away more and more of his being until finally he was removing great chunks, boulders of everything that made him who he was, who he had always been.
At first he'd ignored it.. Then as more was taken away he started to fight and fight and fight.. Then he started to slow, losing his faith in what he was doing, beginning to doubt in the reasons he was fighting for. So he left it, he left the child to chipping away at his mind, removing everything he'd once believed in he no longer saw the point in doing otherwise.
Then It started to surface. As he was giving into what was happening to him something that had been hiding or maybe contained behind himself, his mind and being began to crawl out. Something that was best hidden and undiscovered.. Something vile. Vile and repulsive that was slowly raising it's head and looking around, stretching out slowly, tentatively as if to test it's footing within his body. This new being reignited his spark, gave him the power to renew his fight. To try and fight the child and what it was doing to him. He didn't want to be removed just to have this vile creature take him over, to replace him.. He could of accepted his own destruction, even to become a shell containing nothing if it really came down to it.. But to let something like this thing that had been hiding behind his mind take over, no, he couldn't let that be, he couldn't let that happen, he had to fight like he'd never tried to fight before and he HAD to win.
His renewed effort had put a dent in the child's, it had deterred him for a week or so but that was not enough, it had not been enough. The child just came back later, returning with more of the strange power that it always came to him with and continued to chisel at his mind, to remove larger and larger pieces of him despite all his own efforts to fight it, to keep it from happening.
He didn't know what this strange power was that the child kept bringing to use against him but he always seemed to have more and more of it. At first the child had returned more often, days sometimes even hours between visits but then it gradually trickled down to weeks and for the last two times it had been months between visits. Despite this the potency of the power the child brought never diminished, in fact it increased with each visit, the power becoming stronger and stronger, removing more of his being with less effort each time. Those last few months were the hardest, there was so little of himself left to fight with and the other thing inside of him was gaining more control with every passing day, growing larger and stronger each moment.
The problem was that this thing growing inside of him could use this strange power the child brought even after the child had stopped using it to chip away at his mind. So every given opportunity it could the vile thing would, making him fight harder for a cause he was beginning to doubt he had any real chance in winning.
As they fought the other thing had taunted him, laughed in his face, said words and thought things that completely repulsed him. He couldn't believe that this vile creature had been there, hidden behind his own mind and being for so long without him knowing. It was such a creature that he'd always fought against, something he'd only believed to be found within the hearts of certain humans. He didn't believe that there could of possibly been another living creature that could possibly think so strongly like this thing did. In such an arrogant and self-centred way.
Suddenly he screamed..
Then he laughed..
Last he cried..
In that one flash he'd forgotten..
He'd forgotten to fight in that single moment when his mind had been flooded with all those past thoughts and memories.
He lost his anchor.
He lost the last part of himself he had left.
He was no more.
"...-Back Master Rugia."
It has been done.
The first part is completed.
We have only to wait..
I wonder if he knows yet..
And that's chapter three complete..
Which has taken waaaaaaaaay too long and is the shortest chapter so far because it's just been annoying me and I want it done. So it's done now and I can start the next chapter..
Bye!
Hopefully next chapter wont take so long n it'll be better n blah blah.. Bye!
