(You know what I just realized? Luna has a guardian from every generation. Rayquaza and Jirachi are from Hoenn, Vita's from Kanto, and Kalisha's from Johto. And the elusive fifth guardian is from Sinnoh. Weirdness. Don't own! Oh, and for note; Luna speaks in italics when she's talking to a pokemon, regular when she speaks to human. I updated, love me.)
Rayquaza wasn't king of the ozone for nothing. The dragon flew like he'd ferried humans on his back his entire life. Luna thought their heads would explode, but air seemed to defy conventional physics here.
Rayquaza kept going up until Luna saw a gate. A wild, giant gate. It wasn't pearly white; it was an opal-like color, fifty different colors swirling into one. Rayquaza stopped in front of them. "She must come before it begins."
The gates swung open to accept him. He soared in gracefully, and Luna said, "You're the Key, aren't you?" He turned to her. "Such an intelligent girl, aren't we?" Luna nodded. "I guess. Who's the fifth guardian?" He set down, and let them slide off before answering. "She'll be here in a moment." Luna searched eagerly for the final guardian, hopefully someone nicer than Jirachi.
Her prayers were answered. A small pink pokemon with dreadlock antennae appeared before her. "Hi! I am Mesprit!" Luna raised an eyebrow. "You're small. And pink." Mesprit wasn't the 'Being of Emotion' for nothing. "Oh YEAH?! Well, so's your mo-"
Vita slapped her tail over Mesprit's mouth. "Quiet!" Vita sighed. "And if anyone mentions I am, they die. By head-explody." Luna rolled her eyes. "That's not NICE! Stupid kitty!" Vita snapped.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" Mesprit chirped. "Bring it!" Luna's eyebrows shot up further. "Jesus fucking Christ." Salem grinned. "It's on!" Nightvein growled, "Please shut up."
Luna looked around. The world was distorted and nightmarish. Just as she liked it. But this wasn't art, this was real life. And no imitation of the other was going on. Luna noticed there was a humongous fissure in the ground, splitting the world in two.
And Legendaries were appearing on both sides. Some were gazing at her with hatred; others, with hope. The Deoxys from before was waving. "Momma! It's the chocolate lady!" He squealed. A ginormous Deoxys towered over them. "Help me, Jesus." Luna muttered. The Deoxys smiled. She thought.
"Hello, Luna. I am Slithe. Come, you're needed in camp." Luna raised an eyebrow as they skirted through to the camp. "What? I thought they'd be attacking?" Slithe shook her head. "No, they know to wait until the eclipse. Have you ever fought before?" Luna shook her head.
"Very well. Then I will have to teach you. Extend your wings." Surprised, Luna did so. "Rayquaza, if you please." Slithe said softly. He turned to her. "Air Cutter!" She found her wings working of their own accord, cutting a swath of compressed air across, to where it struck the ground, splitting the thing in two.
"Holy crap, I'm hip like bad-ass." She gaped. Rayquaza rolled his eyes. "No, idiot. Your parents are pokemon. Did it ever occur to you that you might be able to use pokemon attacks!?" She gaped. "Nooo..." Rayquaza slapped his head. "Oh, fuck it. Let's go."
Rayquaza showed her how to use a few wide-range and close-range attacks. By the time night had passed, she already learned Psywave, Hydro Pump, Heat Wave, Ice Beam, and Aerial Ace.
"I rule!" She pumped a fist in the air. "You've still got a lot to learn. Now, come with me. We're starting on Dark Pulse again." She stopped. "Oh, that's easy!" She thought. 'I hope you get hit by a bus.'
Rayquaza was thrown five feet in the air, and sixty feet across. "Oh. Wow." Luna noted calmly. The evil little Antichrist was good at Dark Pulse. Who saw that coming?
As she was being taught by Rayquaza, Merope, Cybela, and Nyeros were making interested glances around.
Quite a few famous dead pokemon were here; Tamaranth the Tireless, Angel the Scizor, Mimi the Absol, Mikhail, the shining Mightyena of lore, Galbinus the Seer, King Arthur the Arcanine and the great Szeren the Charizard, who was one of the Six.
The Six. The Missingno Queen's pokemon. But they were looking for their family. Merope heard her first. "Momma!" She shrieked madly. A lanky, proud looking Absol padded towards her. "Merope. My goddess, you have gotten so big." Her eyes brimmed over. "Momma... I started this." She whispered, beginning to cry.
Rashea shook her head. "No. You were merely a part of this, just like the rest of you. You're all part of the Prophecy." Cybela blinked. "Us? But we're just..." Rashea shook her head. "You're more special than you know. You are her pokemon, after all. Did you not think you'd have a part in this?"
They looked back at their trainer, who had grown to love Dark Pulse, and was blowing holes in the fabric of space. "Oh, christ. We're not attributed to her." Merope put her paws over her head. Cybela's ear twitched.
"Mommy! Daddy! I hear them!" She screamed. Nyeros' head shot up. "Mommy!" An Espeon and an Umbreon had rushed towards them. "We saw what you did." The Espeon rushed. "We're so proud..." They told their two children. Cybela purred. "Luna was the one that actually killed them." Nyeros said in defense of his sociopathic murdering trainer.
The Umbreon rolled his eyes. "Well—" Rashea interrupted. "Thazel, Eswen, we have to go. The eclipse is coming." They nodded. "Will you fight with us?" They looked at each other. Luna had turned.
"GO! It's okay!" They nodded, and rushed off with their parents. Helalyn was with the other water Legendaries, hovering next to Lugia.
Luna nodded her acceptance, and turned to Azrael and Feraia. "Well, I guess it's just us." Feraia snickered. "It was going to come to this." They stood in a line. Legend against Legend. Brother against brother.
Luna wished with all her heart she could fix this, stop this war. But she knew better. All she could do was end it as soon as possible, with as little bloodshed as possible. Mesprit appeared at her side. "I'm sorry it has to be this way. I know it hurts." Rayquaza hovered over her. Mesprit and Vita were on her shoulders.
"The Pink Guardians." Azrael joked. "Fuck you." Vita muttered. "Yo momma!" Mesprit chirped. Vita stared at her for a minute, and then she just slapped her. "Shut up."
Kalisha and Jirachi were slightly behind her, looking as still as statues. Regigigas was at the head of the other Legendaries, pacing to and fro, green bush-apparatus things twitching. "Well..." He looked up. "Shall we?"
The world exploded.
Legendaries were attacking each other, tearing madly for one another's hearts. Luna faced down a humongous Giratina. She fired off an Ice Beam and a Dark Pulse, and rushed off. "SALEM!" She screamed. "WHERE ARE YOU!?!"
She realized she had to get him outta here. It was no place for a human, and human he was. "PROTECT HIM, JIRACHI!" She screamed. Jirachi nodded, and soared off. Her feet pounded the ground in rhythm, as she flew for Salem. What she found amazed her.
He was taking on two Legendaries at once with Nightvein, Arsena, and Kita. She decided to make herself known, and blasted through the Heatran with Hydro Pump. She flew off before Salem could see her, and soared back to her position.
"THEY'RE ENTERING THE FRAY!" Rayquaza roared. Luna blinked. 'Who?' She didn't need an answer.
Arceus and Mew had descended from the heavens.
Luna raised an eyebrow. Mew fired off a widespread Psywave attack, sending all of the Legends on Regigigas' side flying. They shot a look at her, then soared above, obviously waiting for something...
Luna noticed that Regigigas himself was missing. "HEY! OI! HE'S GONE!" She screamed. Darkrai, the first one that had imprisoned him, looked up. "I see that." Luna waved her arms in a fit of funny looking fury.
"Aren't you gonna do something!?" He smiled. "Dear, we shall simply have to wait." She growled. "Goddamnit." The fallen Legends had massed together again, and Darkrai turned to her. "Shall we?" Luna nodded.
"Fine. Lead us, Luna." She jumped a bit, but noticed they were all staring at her. She flew up. "Alright, then. Give them HELL! HELL OF THE NTH DEGREE!" She screamed, firing off another Dark Pulse.
They jumped back into battle, roaring like the demons of hell. Darkrai winked at her cheerily, and rushed off. Luna decided to unleash hell herself. Closing her eyes, she concentrated.
'I hope you get hit by a bus, you useless sacks of shit. I hope you all fall into deep holes and get eaten by rabid unicorns. I hope you get killed by Jigsaw. I hope—"
A gigantic wave of black aura poured out of her body, and flew across the entire battlefield. Darkrai cracked up.
"It seems she takes more after the Dark Ones, huh, Giratina?!" He roared, firing his own Dark Pulse. "Indeed."