Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own Pokémon, 1984, the songs, or any other franchise/series mentioned herein. I own some of the characters but it is too many to list.
NOTE: 'The Song' is in fact the Internationale (original English version) with only one word changed.
Chapter 3: Home
Lugia swam quietly through the underwater cave, he had been here so many times it could have navigated the cave without looking. As veered up at the sharp rock face he popped into an air-filled cavern. He climbed out of the water and on to rocky ledge above the pool of water. Home, Lugia thought as he remembered his parents, brother and sister. He walked solemnly over to the place where his family had nested so many years ago. He wiped the dust and slime from the wall and read the inscription that he had ingrained in his memory from childhood:
Tel Seval qi impadi zolenek koi.
(¶: Which roughly translated is:
The Party is always watching you.)
He hadn't known what that had meant when he was but a wee hatchling. But in time he had learnt. The Party he had learnt persecuted all Lugia that thought contradictory thoughts to what they taught. That was how Lugia had lost his father, he had attempted a coup d'état but it failed, Lugia's father and his cohorts had been imprisoned and executed. Lugia had learnt the 'art' of hiding one's personal thoughts from the Party Observers from his father. Lugia could still remember his father saying: "Never let your guard down for a second. If you sense someone probing your mind bring to the front of your mind the thought of 'I love the Party' and move along."
Lugia then
turned around and faced the opposite side of the cave. He saw the
rock that stood out from the wall; he walked to it and pulled the
rock out of the wall. He grabbed the diaries of his mother and
father. He paged through his mother's diary until he reached the
page that his mother wrote The Song on. He remembered The
Song from after his father's death. He quietly sung the words
to himself, "Arise, ye workers from your slumber, arise, ye
prisoners of want.
For reason in revolt now thunders, and at last ends the age of cant!
Away with all your superstitions, servile masses, arise, arise!
We'll change henceforth the old tradition, and spurn the dust to win
the prize!
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race.
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race."
Lugia began to sing louder and more proudly; "No more deluded by
reaction, on tyrants only we'll make war!
The soldiers too will take strike action, they'll break ranks and
fight no more!
And if those cannibals keep trying, to sacrifice us to their pride,
They soon shall hear the bullets flying, we'll shoot the generals on
our own side.
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race.
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race."
Lugia spread his wings and shouted the last part of the song out; "No
saviour from on high delivers, no faith have we in prince or peer.
Our own right hand the chains must shiver, chains of hatred, greed
and fear.
E'er the thieves will out with their booty, and to all give a happier
lot.
Each at his forge must do their duty, and we'll strike while the iron
is hot.
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race.
So comrades, come rally, and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale, unites our glorious race!"
Lugia then closed his mother's diary, and put it back in its hiding
place. He then opened his father's diary, and Lugia read the last
thing his father had written in it. It was addressed to Lugia and his
siblings;
'Son, remember I've taught you everything I know and I will never
be apart from you. Remember to keep our family tradition and secrets
alive; may your days be happy son. And remember, I will always love
you.' "I love you too dad. I'm sorry that I was never able to
tell you," Lugia choked out as he closed his father's diary. A
single tear fell from Lugia's eye. He put the diary back in its
place and replaced the stone.
Lugia turned to face the centre of the cavern. He walked to about the middle of the cavern and lay on his back. Lugia looked up at the cave roof and closed his eyes. He began to hum; he hummed an image into being, an image of his family. He dove (figuratively) in to the soundscape and he remembered his family.
Several tear-filled hours later Lugia opened his eyes and stood up. He turned to dive into the pool but he saw another Lugia standing at the edge of the pool. "Who are you?" Lugia asked. The other Lugia turned around. Lugia saw he was missing an eye and had a large scar on his face, "you know who I am, old comrade."
