A sea of gray clouds shuffled below. Perfect, square white pillars reached from under the clouds and reached up to gray-yellow light shining down. Two comets soared side by side, twisting in a dance.
"En route. Switch to mobile mode imminent. Warning. Large energy signature detected."
"Switch to mobile mode complete. Warning. Large energy signature ahead."
The two comets in the sky shot off in separate directions. A third comet appeared, drenched in holy light.
"Engagement mode activated. Current speed, one-hundred and twenty miles per hour. Collisions fatal."
The pair of comets shot trails of light at the third. They swung around it from separate directions and became locked in a dance.
"Warning. Large energy signature detected. Current energy level by comparison: one point five percent."
The third comet flowed back as the two advanced. She danced in wide motions, firing back glowing projectiles of all colors.
"When!?"
"Wait for it…"
The two comets reached either side of the light.
"Now!"
The two comets crashed together.
A Pikachu and Buneary with black metal spines rounding over their backs charged forth through the air. The bottom edge of the spines shone red with their body's energies, rocketing them against her shield. Mother caught each of them in her two hands, unmoved. She waved her arms, and threw the Buneary back.
The spines connected to his ignited and coughed as he stabilized himself in the air. When he looked up, Mother was striking back. A torrent of light crashed over him.
The second comet darted up above Mother. The Pikachu took a breath, stayed, then charged again while she was distracted.
Lights shot up from below him. He swerved left and right, but the spines on his back were hit by one. As the rest of the barrage came, the Pikachu disconnected the spines from around his back and entered free fall.
"Just die already!"
Mother's eyes widened.
The ancient pokemon that created the world left ages ago. The Trio Continent in the northern hemisphere had a special place in the order they left. As was natural, the creatures continued to unite under banners, clash, and unite again.
Valor, founded by a pokemon known as Azelf, evolved towards the south. Verity, by his sister Mesprit, nearby. The mightiest of all, Acuity, by their brother Uxie to the north. The civilizations advanced beyond villages and their leaders, until they became kingdoms with high ideals of what greatness is defined by and why they weren't quite there yet. After raising each kingdom up from villages and havens of life, the three Legendary pokemon gifted and cursed their descendants with genes passed down from parent to child.
"To the Valorian royal family, descendants of Azelf, I will grant you fearlessness. You will not be able to feel fear to save your own life, or fear that prevents you from saving another."
"To the Veritan royal family, descendants of Mesprit, I will grant you emotions like raging storms. You will be able to feel the emotions of others, and experience double of what other creatures feel, for better and worse."
"To the Acuitan royal family, descendants of Uxie, I grant you distance from all you observe. You may sometimes fail to understand the illogical beauty of life, but you may learn if you so desire."
As the ages continued, Acuitans pulled ahead of their peer nations and caused their own disaster.
They were insulted and called Maroon and Maroonians as a testament of shame, the dull red color of blood they lost.
Two more centuries passed, and they had created their cities, skyscrapers, and "balance". Technology evolved to accommodate all species of pokemon, despite their stark differences. Everyone's achievements wove them together.
The world began to look how it did before her.
Sunflowers grew under harsh sunlight in a wide open plain among the tall grass. A Sentret's head popped up over them. She peered her eyes and swung her arms in a loop to change directions. Pollen fluttered through the air.
"Dad!" Sentret called.
"Over here!"
Sentret's head dipped back below the grass. The sunflowers bent away as she rushed towards the voice. She started to lose track of where the voice came from as she ran, but was grabbed by a Lombre's red fingers. He hoisted her up in the air.
"Hey," Lombre said. "You ready? Apple pie tonight."
"You were going to show me how to harvest sunflower seeds! What about that!?"
"Tomorrow, I promise. Got caught up with those merchants earlier, and getting those chicken eggs was, well.. You know I will."
Lombre walked with the Sentret staring right into his eyes. Sentret pouted as he carried her back.
Their small, two-room house rested just a little past the field, surrounded by weeds inching up its walls. The Lombre set Sentret down when they reached the dirt that surrounded it. Pollen in the humid breeze made the Sentret sneeze. Lombre was about to say something, but he sneezed.
"Oh, my babies," a voice sighed.
A Furret sat out on the front patio in a hammock wired to the ceiling. While swinging back and forth, she lifted a brown sunhat from in front of her eyes to shake her head at them. Her hazel eyes thinned when a wide smile overtook their faces.
"Just take your allergy medicine already," she said laughing.
"We don't need it," said Lombre. "We're tough, ain't that right?"
"Yah! We're tough!"
Furret just shook her head again, but it got stuck facing off to the horizon. Her smile became a blank stare.
"Rick, do we have visitors today?" Furret asked.
"No, why?"
"There's carriages."
"Eh?"
Sentret curiously followed behind Lombre up the ramp to their front door. She adjusted herself a few times, tracing their eyes to see what they gazed out at in the distance.
There were two carriages coming their way, whisking up dirt at the bottom of their wooden wheels. They were being pulled by a Musdale and Rapidash with dull looks in their eyes.
"Mmm, go on inside Abigail," Furret said. "Let's see who they are. Could be lost."
Sentret Abigail pushed in the door while Furret and Lombre went back down the ramp. Curious, Abigail used her tail and lifted her eyes up to the window's height. It was wide open from the top, so she could hear the voices of the Mudsdale and Rapidash calling that they were here.
A Charizard slammed on the ground from out of nowhere. From the carriages, different species of pokemon ran out and formed in a straight line.
"Who are you?" Furret asked.
Abigail wasn't sure if anyone answered, but another pokemon came down from the sky. A Noivern elegantly landed on the tips of his feet.
"Rick Frisk," Noivern said, "come quietly. We have a warrant for your arrest."
Abigail jumped and fell back on the floor. The Noivern turned his beady eyes directly at her for a split second.
"Lovely daughter," his voice continued, "why don't we keep this civil? The charges are for assault. Come."
"W-wait," the Furret mumbled, "who are you people?"
"The Nightlights will be sending you a notice and court order, miss Jessie. I recommend you check your mail a little bit more often in the coming days."
Abigail stayed under the window. She only peered back up after the sounds of hooves against dirt started up again. Furret stayed behind with Lombre no longer in sight. Abigail watched her mom for a few long minutes until she came back up to the house.
The Sentret stared as she opened and closed the door.
"Mom...?"
"He'll be back soon. Apple pie tonight."
Furret trudged to the other room without letting Abigail see her face. She looked out the window again. The sunflowers started dying.
Smoke from a cookout rose over a huge lawn with short grass. An Audino would play outside here, but her parents invaded her space today.
A Clefable and Gardevoir, were working on food and a hulking, metal monster respectively. Smoke rose to the clear sky from both of their work spaces. Smoke from Clefable's grill drifted towards the mansion a little way up the hill while smoke from Gardevoir's metal tower drifted towards a black fence and trees protecting them from the outside world. Both of the white wisps of air eventually faded up to the harsh sun.
Audino Agatha preferred to keep closer to Clefable. She lifted a hot dog up to her face, at the height of Clefable's elbow. She stared at the grill as more burgers cooked.
"Alisha!" Clefable called, "food's ready! Come on"!
"In a minute!"
Agatha flinched and gripped her plate tightly. Clefable chuckled to himself.
"Relax," Clefable chuckled. "Your mother just takes this seriously, that's all. Always has. Being in this family now, though. I think I get it."
"What does it do again...?"
"What does it do? Seriously?"
Clefable ruffled the fur on top of Agatha's head. She groaned and pulled away, taking a bite out of the hot dog.
"We're going to find out who we all are, Agatha. Together. As a family."
Gardevoir kicked the metal. A second or two after the bang, she grabbed her foot and hopped on one leg with a tiny yell.
"Well. Probably something like that."
Night-time fell over the city. Even in Valor at this hour, the skyscrapers were turning off their lights.
A white Eevee grumbled to himself. He had a brown paper bag filled with jangling coins he was sent to collect. He hated getting donations for the orphanage, so that's why they always made him do it. It was demeaning, and they did it to him on purpose. But, even his seething rage didn't make the small sounds around him in the alleyways less obvious.
Light wished whoever was following him would just come out already, but the wide street probably dissuaded them from making a move. He lived in a pretty small area, though. He might as well get the encounter out of the way. He chose an alleyway in between two brick buildings, a restaurant and a store. Light hopped a small crate blocking his way.
Moonlight reflected off a metal grate in the center of the asphalt. The smell from a dumpster drove Light away from the center towards the other side. The darkness and silence weighed on his shoulders.
The white Eevee turned around when the pokemon came over the crate. A Servine and Ledian with leather bags over their shoulders hopped and flew over the crate. They both got situated right next to each other before putting on weak glares.
"Don't move," Servine ordered. "Give him your bag."
Light nodded. He aimed, and swung the bag over his shoulder straight at him.
It hit Ledian in the face. Servine broke eye contact to glance at Ledian's falling body. Light used Trump Card and threw a hot, red card of energy as Servine turned away from him.
It sniped Servine right between the eyes. Ledian cried out and groaned in pain on the ground, but the Servine fell unconscious the instant it hit.
Light sauntered towards them. Ledian's blue eyes were flickering on and off as he sprawled out on the ground. Light grabbed his ripped brown paper bag and took both of their leather bags onto his own shoulders.
When he looked up to leave, an Armaldo rested his chin on the crate just watching with an amused smile.
"You're pretty good," he said. "How about we make a deal?"
You know, I still can't believe that worked.
We were all desperate after we lost, but I think I finally picked a path so we can do this. That was pretty crazy back there….
Let's get a look at our heroes... Yeah, that all checks out.
You're all natural born leaders, of course! Maybe we have that in common. I guess we'll have to wait and see.
I went through a lot to get us here, guys. I lost, but this is it. Our ace in the hole. So let's make sure we do this right. This time., it'll be different.
PMD Stargazer Chronicles: Overlord
The Lodestar. You've trained for your moment, but you feel like the world stole it from you. Like it stole everything that's important to you, and you don't know what's left. Or maybe you're realizing you're not sure what's really important. Relax, you'll know. You'll just feel it in your bones, y'know? You're strong, and smart. Don't worry too much. Good thing you have your friends. You wish for joy. I believe in you.
PMD Stargazer Chronicles: Pharaoh
The Neon Star. You've lost something. You've lost a lot. The pain's making you numb, but you have to let yourself go through it. Remember that you're a positive light, and you should leave a positive story behind. Don't compare what you've gone through to other people. You're different, but you can do this. You wish for peace. I have hope for you.
PMD Stargazer Chronicles: Guildmaster
The White Star. Your thinking is pretty simple. You're strong, moral, but conflicted with yourself and your world. Everyone is, it's okay. White's not a simple color like everyone says. It's as complicated as any, with a billion shades. You're always trying to live up to the impossible on purpose. Remember to take a breath, you're up against someone strong. You wish for love. I trust you.
I think they're all off to a great start. They're strong, independent.
Wait, me? You want to know more about me? I dunno. I like to be cool and mysterious, y'know? Well, obviously that's not the only reason...
Tell you what, if you follow all three of our heroes, you get to make a wish on me. I'll get it done. Peace, trust, love. I get it.
I've seen lots of things happen, and so will you. But we're not even past the starting line, so bear with me. Kay?
Oh, well... White Star needs a friend right now. That looks rough... I'm sure you'll see me around if you follow any of our fine heroes, though. I'm here to help them, after all.
Alright fellas. I really gotta go help the White Star, but see you soon!