Well I understand that the last chapter took a while and because of that many have probably stopped reading but since I now have my own computer (which means I should have finished Chapter five earlier o.O) I can write these chapters in relative peace and not have to worry about exactly how long this is taking. I would prefer that one day I start being able to post a new chapter every week or so, but I'm in the middle of preparing for a big move so that may be a little difficult at first.
I also noticed I got a lot of hits on chapter five (not as many as chapter four but...) yet no new reviews. I can assume that you simply found nothing wrong with that chapter, but I appreciate reviews all the same.
Maybe you have an idea for where the story can go which could provide useful as I have only the most general idea of what's going to happen. Mainly what's going to happen in the end. Any ideas for how to get there would be greatly appreciated but note that it would only be part of helping the writing process and may or may not be used. I would give the person due credit.
Wow this is a long author's note.
Well on with it.
Well, that was unexpected, I thought to myself, accepting my unconciousness, and waiting for release that would send me back to the world of the waking. Hmm, it's oddly peaceful here. I noticed as I was floating peacefully towards a light I assumed would bring me to conciousness.
It won't, a voice said in my head.
"Hello again Arceus," I said out loud, which seemed wierd to me, since I was unconscious.
That light will take you to the place where your chief enemy will be, he said.
"Chief enemy?" I wondered aloud, "You mean the one who is threatening this world?"
Yes, his name is Zederiah, Arceus said.
"Who made that name?" I laughed.
He gave it to himself and he is not one to be laughed at, Arceus scolded, he is a very powerful human and you need to see what he is doing to understand why he needs to be stopped.
"Hmm, I'm starting to believe that you feel threatened by this Zederiah," I said with a smirk.
I am threatened by him, Arceus said, surprising me.
"But, you're the Original One, you created the universe. How can he threaten you?" I asked.
You will see. Arceus said, and then I was engulfed by the light that I hadn't noticed had been growing larger as I was conversing with Arceus.
Jake was floating in midair, overlooking a scene that looked as if it had been ravaged by a series of tornadoes and suffered much wildfire though the surrounding trees were wet.
In the middle of all the chaos, there was a man, mid-thirties, tall, dark, red hair with a striking beard, shaved to make it look at though it were a spider-web. This man had to be none other than Zederiah.
Near him, was a very large and complicated looking piece of machinery. There was a chair, seperated from a cage on the other side of the machine by a series of tubes and turbines. The chair had rows of buttons and a lever on either armrest.
Turning his attention back to Zederiah, Jake saw something that should have been impossible, but, as he was seeing it with his own eyes (and along with all the other crazy stuff that's been going on lately), he could believe quite easily. Zederiah's jaw opened wide and a jet of flames came bursting out.
What in Ho-Oh's name is going on? Jake thought to himself. A human shouldn't have those powers, how did he get them?
Jake's eyes fell on the piece of machinery again, this time he focused on the cage. It wasn't too small but it wasn't big either. The bars looked as if they'd been scorched. Many times.
Jake floated closer and was horrified to see a dead Charmeleon laying on the floor of the cage.
How did this happen? Jake thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by laughter.
"Haha," Zederiah boomed, "One more type finally down, fourteen to go."
Zederiah walked toward the machine, right through Jake, patted it and said, "And it's all thanks to my Torunator."
And he laughed to the open sky, which was now darkening, along with the rest of the forest.
It's time to wake up, Arceus said to Jake, sounding far away.
And, once again, everything went black.
"Jake?" a distant voice called, "Can you hear me?"
I opened my eyes, noticing Dawn's face extremely close to mine. I felt heat flood my cheeks. "Um, yeah. I can hear you just fine," I managed to say, before she realized how close she was too and backed up a little, allowing me to sit up, still blushing furiously.
"Are you okay?" Professor Rowan's gruff voice asked, and I looked up to see a sincerely concerned look on his face.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine," I said, shakily getting to my feet. I looked around and saw the Turtwig I used earlier staring at me with a frown on its face. "Hey buddy, are you okay?" I asked it.
"Turtwig," it answered, seeming to understand what I asked it. I nodded, satisfied.
Then I felt an intense, searing, burn on my right arm. I screamed from the unexpected pain erupting from my forearm. I fell to the ground clutching my arm and pounding my feet on the floor.
The professor jumped towards me with a hand outstretched that I batted away forcefully and Dawn screamed. Turtwig tensed with a growl on its face.
Then, as suddenly as it began, the pain faded away.
I looked up tears streaming down my face, then at my arm, toward the Dragon Mark that I had realized I had earlier. It was different.
Before it was mostly a head, sprouting from flames with a hint of wings at the back. Now I could see a bit more of the wings and its neck was fully outstretched.
What's happening to me?
So? What did you think? If you were wondering Torunator has a root in Japanese, Toru means take (thank you Google Translate! XD). The -nator suffix was just because I felt like being a little cliché. The dream sequence (was it a dream?) was a little shaky but I felt that now would be a good time for Jake to get an idea of what he is up against so I didn't really have the time I wanted to perfect it. If you guys want an idea of what the mark looks like, I started drawing the first stages of it, and I'm going to scan and upload it to when I get settled in. R&R please, I'm not very good and I need feedback.