heion - a pokemon fanfiction

by rheafeather

Trying to piece together who it really is, Eevee finds itself in a strange land met by a God and learning dark secrets about its home and experiments done to it and many other Pokemon. Humans cannot traverse into Heion, the elementally divided region full of Pokemon. The terrain is said to be uninhabitable and is walled off from society. Heion is a haven for all sorts of pokemon.

1. Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1. GREAT TITANS DON'T SOB QUIETLY

The first thing the little creature could remember was a dark room. For some reason, it struggled to remember anything else about its past, but it could remember being overwhelmingly scared. The last thing it saw was the image of 6 red, green, and yellow lights, and then everything would fade. It felt like it entered and left this room hundreds of times, each time the vision of the 6 lights getting clearer and clearer, and after a while it tried to discern the object that lurked slightly behind the lights. It came to reveal deep green eyes that shone of a digital hue, with tiny unfeeling irises gazing into the depths of the little creature's soul. After a while, the creature could remember its eyes having the deepest sense of remorse in them revealing themselves 3 times as the lights flickered upon the dark room's soft pillowy tiles and revealed those remorseful eyes once more. Those eyes and those lights stuck in the creature's head, randomly appearing in flashes of remembrance. It never understood why it was taken into the dark room, or how it ended up back where it was now. All it did know is that this was the only home it knew.

Every time, the dark rooms seemed to scare it because each time it would feel a pinprick on its thigh whenever it tried to walk after it left, but it could recover in its home. The creature's favorite place to stay was a large patch of grass that had a burrow. All around it was grass, as far as it could see. One time it tried to walk as far as it could, because it would be whisked away to the dark room no matter where it was, and it would always find itself back in the burrow with the tall grass. Oddly enough, after a while it felt the zap of electricity as it ended up back at the burrow after walking a certain distance. But adventuring was all it could really do for any form of entertainment without losing its mind, since there were no friends or no other form of stimulation. So, the creature marked a circle around its burrow out of dirt, and marked a line for the direction it would travel each day. Weather did not affect this place, so there was no concern of this circle being destroyed by the forces of nature. The creature didn't know how it understood the concept of weather. The creature thought it could cover the entire space in 8 days, covering every diagonal and straight, but it quickly found out that the small spaces in the circle became large stretches of space that the creature could not see as it traveled further. Soon, the circle became a finer line drawn with the tips of the creature's tiny but sharp claws, and the creature went off marking every single degree of direction on the circle since there was nothing else to do. Even if it had not been a different change of scenery from the past day in its day to day, it would often find little footprints and other burrows that were not there the days before. There were no major changes in the scenery until one day when travelling at 224 degrees. It was on this day the creature found large circular footsteps and divots in the rolling plains leading to a large, towering cave surrounded by 6 monolithic stones. As it stood in front of the cave, a loud gurgling noise would periodically resound from the inside, causing little pebbles on the ground to rattle against the ground.

The creature trembled softly, its light brown mane's hairs standing on end, ears perking up. But this was the first sign of actual life it had encountered in its entire life, aside from those sad digital eyes. It might even be able to communicate with this one! Surely the other creature must be as lonely as it was. The creature dug furiously into the dirt in front of the cave to destress and shook off its mane like a cute little helicopter. It then poised itself and walked into the cave without hesitation.

The inside of the cave appeared normal, with stalactites lining the ceiling, but not a single sign of life could be seen in the cave looking around. However, the ground appeared to be trampled so much that the cave dipped into the ground and the floor was a different color of stone. And on the floor lay intricate patterns going as far as the creature could see. The patterns were comprised of thousands of colored dots split into 9x9 squares. The creature had no idea what these meant, but kept walking onwards into the cave, as the loud roaring got even louder. Water dripped from the stalactites at incredible speeds each time the roaring echoed down the cave. After a while, the creature's hair blew back slightly with each noise. However, it could tell that the noise wasn't roaring or snoring, but a hacking cough. Halting where it stood, the creature sighed deeply, then stared forward and ran towards the noise.

In front of Eevee was a large room, taller than the last. 6 Lines of erosion in the floor created an empty moat leading to…a behemoth. A behemoth sat before the creature. 6 multicolored eyes similar to the floor patterns stared down at it.

"An Eevee? Hello there."

The creature trembled, but got out a few words.

"Aneevee? What is that? Who are you?"

The creature's eyes made what could roughly be discerned as amusement.

"You're quite the interesting one. Eevee is your species name. Usually all creatures know their own species based on the noises they make when they were young. And I am the titan Regigigas. I'm like, really old. Do you have a name?"

"No?" said Eevee, but it was already a lot more comfortable with the Titan based on its manner of speech.

"How did you COUUUUHGHHHHHGHGHHHGGHh find me? Box 12 is quite large compared to other boxes. It takes nearly a day to reach the border."

Eevee was taken aback by the cough.

"Are you sick?""Yes, I have a rare illness known as PokeRus. It is a rare symbiotic virus that gives great power to creatures with it. But I didn't contract it naturally, and long story short, my old body isn't what it used to be. You answer my question now."

"Okay…" said Eevee. Then it told the Titan Regigigas about what little it could remember.

"Hmm…" rumbled the great Titan.

"I think I've finally figured out what they are doing. Thank you little one."

Regigigas then stood up, and a loud creaking noise ensued. Another deathly cough escaped the beast, and it put its hand out slowly towards Eevee.

"My god granted me the power of commanding. It allows me to understand the feelings of the land and living and bend them to my will. I may be able to help you if you let me, but I understand why you wouldn't trust me."

Eevee was slowly letting its guard down, but suddenly Regigigas' hand jerked forward much faster than before. Eevee promptly ran away, trembling in fear, leaving a trail of urine leading out of the cave.

"…Oh…curse this old body of mine, my Slow Start got the best of me…"

The Great Titan let itself fall over on its face and sobbed quietly, 6 streams of tears filling the 6 eroded lines in the floor pooling at the edges of the cave.