Songs: Never alone-The Barlow Girls, The whole SotC soundtrack, Late Great Planet Earth.
I will be recommending songs sometimes. xD
Disclaimer: I do NOT own pokemon.
Now to begin with the chapter…
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Latius was worn out. When she was in the clean waters, Latias had suggested that it would be a good time to show her what Alto Mare looked like beyond Latius's filthy alley. They had visited every site in Alto Mare, it seemed like. Latius was sure that she now knew every crack and crevice in Alto Mare. She was wrong.
They were resting on the beach, the sun hanging like a shiny new penny in the sky, beating down on their backs. Latius sighed and rolled over on her back, while Latias was playing around in the gentle waves of the sea. I wish I had that much energy…Latius thought, sighing. Latias was leaping out of the waves much like a Dragonair or Mantine would. Latius had just started to nod off when she was prodded in the side.
"Hey, get up sleepy, I have to show you the best and the last part of Alto Mare!" Latius piped. Latius drowsily opened her eyes, staring into the glittering eyes of Latias. She groaned and lifted herself up, hovering in the air and waiting for Latias to lead her to the "best" part of Alto Mare. Latius zoomed off like a rocket, and Latius struggled to keep up with her energized pace.
When she finally caught up, they were in front of a large monument, presumably a museum. Latius tugged on Latius, and she pulled her paw away, floating inside with Latias trailing behind. When they arrived inside, Latius gasped, this place was huge, and it was teeming with people. There were fossils of ancient pokemon imbedded in the marble floors. Latius floated over and peered at them, wondering if their skeletons were more primitive than the current pokemon's. People spotted Latias and rushed over, petting her and taking pictures. Only a few dared to venture towards Latius, and most of them were mumbling things like, "What is it?" Latius felt rejected, and she turned her back on them and floated away.
Latios was wrong, I'm a mistake, I'm not special at all…She thought to herself, staring longingly at the people crowding around Latias. She sighed sadly and floated into a large room and stopped. Before her was some kind of machine, and it reached up to the very ceiling, which was quite a ways up. She looked up at it in awe. Who could've built such a thing? What was it for?
Just as she was asking herself this, Latias floated in, coming to Latius's side and staring up at the machine with her. "It was built to keep the city safe, and yet it can be very destructive as well." She explained, answering Latius's question. Latius looked at her, quirking an eyebrow before floating over to it. She inspected it carefully, wondering who built it.
"Somebody used Latios to work it." She started, pointing over to a platform with three rings surrounding it. "They took the soul's drip and put it in it's holder, and put Latios here. They controlled the town, but I saved him, the soul's drip broke, and he saved the town from total destruction…If it wasn't for those people, Latios would've still been here…" Tears started to well up in her eyes, but Latius was only listening. "I still would've been in that dirty alley…" She commented, inspecting the rings around the platform.
A single tear rolled down Latias's cheek, then she rubbed her eyes and contained herself. She floated over to the three rings as well, wondering what was so interesting that Latius had to inspect them so carefully. "What're you doing?" She asked finally, after she began to look bored.
Latius glanced up. "Looking for flaws" She said before returning to inspection. Latias scratched her neck. "You should find your own flaws before looking for something else's…" She mumbled.
Latius glanced up again, this time glaring. She dropped the ring she was holding with a loud clatter and advanced on Latias. "I don't have flaws…" She huffed. "I am one." She scowled before returning the ring to where it was laying and floating out the room, glaring at any human that made eye contact with her.
Latias was left there in the room, staring after Latius. She didn't know what to say, she knew Latius wasn't a flaw, but her opinion didn't look like it could be changed very easily. She sighed and, to avoid attention, turned into a human and walked out of the museum. Latius was nowhere in sight, it wasn't surprising. She looked like she wanted to be alone. She sighed again and started to walk towards the beach, she needed to think.
Xx At the Garden and Latius's subconscious xX
Latius was at the soul's drip fountain, looking cautiously at her surroundings. She didn't want Latius to start bawling again just because she was in a trance. When she was certain that Latias was nowhere nearby, she gingerly stroked the soul's drip. There was no pain this time, she was just instantly plunged deep into her subconscious.
The scene this time was different. There was a endless stretch of sand, with the melancholy sigh of waves washing over sand. The sky above her was bright blue, with the sun hanging right above her. It was a relaxing place. She admired its endless beauty.
"You're angry." Came Latios's voice, and he appeared before her. She nodded sadly. "I'm also a little sad…" She admitted.
Latios sighed and floated over, placing a paw on her shoulder. "I know you think that you're a mistake, but I told you, you're just unique, special." He explained, his eyes sincere.
Latius looked up at him. "Maybe I don't want to be unique." She said, stressing the last word angrily. "Everybody ignored me or was like, 'What is it? It looks weird!'" She fumed, doing a cheap, childish imitation of the people's voices. "Even Latias couldn't think of anything to say when I told her that I was a flaw!" She shouted.
"She's young, you forget. She gets stunned and speechless when people are as negative as you are. However, I know she thinks that you're not a flaw. She probably already thinks of you as a sister, despite it only being one day." Latios explained, stroking her forehead affectionately.
Latius looked like she was on the verge of tears again, but she shook her head and rubbed her eyes. "I just don't know with her! She's compassionate and caring, and she's nice to everyone who needs attention. She's all the things I've failed to be, including normal." She cried desperately. "You probably don't even care, you only say these things because you're a figment of my imagination, and I want to be told these things!" She held her head in her hands and shook her head.
Latios frowned, taking her head in his paws. The seriousness in his eyes exaggerated. "I swear by Arceus, I am the ghost of Latios, and I'm real." He said, releasing his hold on her face and pulling her into a quick embrace before letting go.
Latius was speechless, but she looked up at Latios and managed a small grin. "I'll try to remember…that I'm not just some crazy pokemon." She said, clenching her paw into a fist. Latios chuckled at her small joke and the surroundings around Latius blurred before going completely black and leaving her back in the garden, where moments later, Latias came up from the water and smiled at her. (She was finished being at the beach and she came back, I didn't feel like describing Latias's thoughts of Latius's angst.)
Xx At the Museum xX (The introduction of the evil person!)
Jasmine stood up from behind the Machine after what seemed like hours of holding her breath. Nobody came into this room anyways, and she nearly choked on her own saliva when Latias had came in, let alone the one and only Latius. Which she had done extensive research on, even though there wasn't much known about this strange Lati breed.
Jasmine was skilled in pokespeak, so she had heard the two Lati's conversation very clearly. She never knew that Latius was so depressed. She shook her head, sending ebony waves of hair spinning around her head. She stretched, getting the kinks from her joints.
She knew her plan, it was very much like the plan of the two twits who had pretty much death sentenced Latios, only it was much more refined. There were no flaws in it, and neither Latius nor Latias would be able to escape. Jasmine Treffick was going to be unstoppable.
Xx Nighttime xX
Latias showed Latius where their nest was, which wasn't really much of a nest, it was just a very thick tree branch. She shrugged and floated over to it, lying down. She was exhausted, her wings ached like they never had before, and she was nearly knocked off the tree when Latias shoved up besides her, snuggling close to her body.
"Er, did you and Latios usually cuddle?" She asked timidly. Trying to scoot away. She fell off the tree and lay somewhere else on the branch, close to Latias, but not snuggling.
Latias raised her head and looked up at Latius. She looked like her favorite toy was just taken away. "Not usually…" She mumbled, laying her head back down and going to sleep.
Latius sighed and curled up, letting her arms hang loosely over the branch of the tree. She replayed Latios's words in her head. 'You're unique, special…unique, special…special…' She fell asleep, pondering. Am I really special? Do I really…mean something in the world?
It was the question she had often asked herself as a child, on sleepless nights. A lot of Lati's had shunned her as a kid, even her own parents seemed to be wary of her. She had always answered the question herself. No…no…I'm nothing, I'm a mistake, but now she was filled with new hope. Hope supplied by Latios.
He was just an entity, able to contact her somehow through the soul's drip. Yet, he seemed so real. She didn't know how she could love something that was non-existent, something that she could never truly live with, yet she did.
Latius loved Latios, dead or not.
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Ahhhh! The sweet, sweet, cheesy shipping. I'm sorry it was short, I know, I wanted to make it at least 3,000 words, but I'm a failboat. I wanted to make a chapter before I had to go off to my friends house, and I promise, PROMISE, that the next chapter will be better. It's hard to write long chapters until you get into the rising action though.
-sweatdrop- R&R please! If you don't, no more fanfic.