Boy
A hooded boy looked at the sleeping duo. He was dressed in purple, and had the emblem of a wheel on his back. His appearance was rather ghostly, since you could see through him and all.
One stirred, and woke. It gave him a calculating look, and then shook its head.
He didn't know if it was a male or female.
"You are aware of why I am here, are you not?"
The (it looked like a dog) nodded. The boy was abashed when she spoke "Of course. If either of us can be of service, then all you have to do is ask. But both of us are defeated beings. My… partner is dead, as is part of my soul." She turned to the sleeping teenager, then sighed "and his heart is dead. I suspect his soul is nearly so. What use can we be?"
The boy wasn't fazed. "You could serve as… the guardians."
She snorted. "Vainglorious. The problem is; he still has a death willing. He'd run into the first sword he saw, and die happily. I cannot always stop him."
"What if his heart could be repaired?"
She shook her head, a defeated look in her eyes. "I doubt that. I have the power to purify… and heal. His heart… I cannot heal. It is all I can do to sooth his physical injuries. He is so psychically scarred; I am surprised he still lives."
"But if we could repair his heart?"
She sighed. "Why is it that souls imprisoned are always optimists?" She trailed off, and then nodded slightly. "If you could heal him, then by all means try."
"First, you and him would have to leave this world."
She snorted again. "That's hardly any harm. The other Suicunes in the world can live without me. And if Ho-oh needs another, she can always craft one from a dead pokemon, or human. Maybe even give Her another life."
The boy nodded. "Both of you were tied to her, weren't you?"
The wind blew in response. The boy took that as an affirmative. He faded, and so did the other two.
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The Fayth were surprised when they brought the two of them into the world. The wind-user was still awake, and standing next to the human.
The boy slowly approached her. "We'll do our best. But… you'll need to…"
She sighed, and stepped away. He turned to his brethren, and they nodded. The three Magus Sisters stood in a triangle around him… and his 'heart' appeared over his body. Most hearts appear to be a crystal. This one also had that appearance… but it was also shattered. It also… somehow, even without the presence of the soul… it began to sing, though the song was distorted.
The Fayth exchanged nervous looks. Normally, for a soulsong to actually be heard, the soul and heart needed to be outside the body. This human's song was strong enough that it could be heard (albeit faintly), when only his HEART was outside his body.
The Magus Sisters nodded, and the soul too popped out. The song suddenly became clear.
It was the 'Symphony of Sorrow' – one of the greatest songs in the multiverse. It had the power to make most any being weep, upon hearing the song.
But normally, soulsongs were NOT such a tune. They were songs of life – the downs, the ups, and everything else. His song... he'd gone through such an ordeal, that his very SOUL reverberated with the sadness of the events that had harmed him.
The boy looked over at the human's companion. She wasn't weeping (neither were the Fayth, but they could resist its power)… but it looked like she was lost in memory.
They exchanged another look, and began their task of repairing his shattered heart, and his soul.
He'd never forget… but he might be able to move on.
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Their work was done… but the song had not stopped. His 'guardian' (they didn't know what to call her, she had never given her name… or what she even was) walked over to him, and nudged him gently.
Another tune slowly started, and then both songs faded. She gave the Fayth a grateful look (he thought it was a grateful look, anyway), and then nodded. "We'll hold our end of the bargain. My soul is tied to his, I'll be fine."
The cloaked boy nodded, and the two of them disappeared.
The problem was; none of the Fayth had done that.
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Suicune looked down at him in surprise. She hadn't done that, and neither had the imprisoned souls.
He'd somehow managed that stunt.
Note: I'm using italics to symbolize pokemon speech. Mostly Suicune, who doesn't actually say anything. Whenever Suicune is 'talking', it's actually the blowing wind (north wind) that's doing the talking. For the other two (Psymachine and Mindstrike), it is telepathy. Though Mindstrike doesn't talk very much.
