Chapter One: Emotion And Poetry?
What time is it? I think it's sometime around six or seven. Arceus, why am I cursed? I hate training. It's almost as bad as having to choke down a whole onion or jalapeno. But no matter how much I hate training, it will never, EVER, be as bad as having to eat a whole jalapeno in one bite. Why did I even compare it to training then? I mean come on! I almost choked and died on one of those things! Uh, but enough with my hate for those hot pepper wannabes.
I concentrated real hard, my neck burning in pain. Sweat ran down my face and back, my head ached from all the concentration I was putting into this training. Finally my eyes began to glow a purple-like color. My hair was being blown wildly from the wind. I concentrated harder, and was finally able to pick up a small tree branch.
"Concentrate harder!" The mystified voice of the one and only Cresselia instructed.
My head was aching and my body shook. Gallons of more sweat ran down my face and back, every place imaginable I was sweating. I felt as if my head was going to burst, the burning pain which you would think I would be use to by now grew hotter. My back felt as if it was on fire. Concentrate, concentrate.
"You're doing it, Hikari! You're doing it! Keep it up!" Cresselia yelled.
I concentrated harder on my Psychic attack. Steadily I lifted up a huge boulder. I struggled to keep it in the air and slowly began to heave it back, throwing it a good distance of… ten feet. I sighed, my head still throbbing. The fiery pain on my neck slowly subsiding. Ten feet. I've had better.
"Your timing needs to pick up Hikari. Like real fast. The Dark Master isn't going to take ten to twenty minutes on a simple psychic attack." Cresselia told me.
"Easy for you to say." I muttered. "You're a pokemon. Pokemon are naturally gifted with those kinds of abilities."
Cresselia sighed, "Lets try again."
I literally wanted to hammer a nail in my forehead. I wanted to stick one of my arms into a pond full of Carvanha and Sharpedos. Please, somebody up there, save me the misery.
"Let's work on your inner-ability. When it comes down to it, your inner-ability is what could save your life."
Please?
"Emotion, emotion, Hikari." Cresselia said.
I know. Emotion, emotion. The stronger my emotion is, the stronger my inner-ability will be and yadda yadda yadda. Emotion. What kind of emotion do I need? Is annoyance and impatience an emotion? Eh, close enough.
"Now look deep inside of yourself."
I never do know what she means when she says that. I just try to remember what my childhood was like. But seriously, what did she mean? I held my breath, trying to remember my childhood. Hm, there was that one time at the pond. Oh, and that one time I pushed my butler into the lake when daddy and I went camping! Good times, good times.
"Concentrate."
Why is everything that has to do with my training have to do with concentration?
"It isn't working, Hikari-chan…" Cresselia pointed out.
"Obviously." I muttered angrily.
"Lets end today's session." Cresselia decided.
"Thank you!" I said, walking away angrily
"Oh, and your homework tonight is to read as many books as you can on inner-power and inner-strength and abilities, Hikari-chan." Cresselia reminded her.
"Okay…" I said quietly as I marched into the palace where I live, breathe, sleep, eat, urinate and everything else you would do at your home and beyond.
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I walked quietly into the palace's library, commenting on how quiet it was today. I hate it when it was so quiet. The last time it was this quiet my grandma died. The time before that my dad died. I missed my dad. Like, a lot! The atmosphere grew heavier as I entered the library, I almost felt as if I was being watched. I always got a bit nervous whenever I entered the library. Not exactly sure why. I think it may be because my dad died in the library. Another reason why I hate Jalapenos. I scanned the shelves of the library, picking out books that would help me with my training.
Luckily the books I picked out today were actually helpful. Like I now know what Cresselia really means when she says 'look deep inside of yourself'. Even though it was a totally different meaning I would have ever guess. You look deep into yourself by exploring your past. Childhood memories, old friends. Discover yourself. What are your secrets? Your deepest darkest secret? Those secrets you barely even tell yourself.
Okay maybe I would have guessed. Eventually.
Your inner-ability is a powerful emotion that eventually has to escape. Losses, childhood crushes that no longer exist, anger at something a friend may have done to upset you, etc. The chosen one (that's me) is the only one who can actually form these powerful emotions into an actual attack that can cause damage. That is what an Inner-ability is. To form powerful inner-emotions into a type of power/aura to cause damage. Anger. Sadness. Happiness. Love.
Those were the only type of emotions I knew (or actually knew were emotions), the other ones I wasn't sure.
Anger. Powerful red energy that would grow sharper at each moment and can verbally affect a person if it gets to a certain point.
Sadness. A gray-blue energy created by the tears of the Chosen One. The gray-blue energy is also created by memories that haunt the Chosen One's mind and gets very powerful especially if the upset was recently. This energy too can effect verbally and can cause the foe to grow very weak and emotional, even if s/he's not one to get emotional.
Happiness. In fights this emotion is rarely used. Mainly the above two, especially the anger one. Happiness is a bright golden energy that can heal the user/Chosen One. It's like a fiery ball of golden sun and is usually very tricky to handle. It is one of the hardest Inner-abilities to control, for it will often change very quickly to one of the above two.
Love. Love, the most powerful of all emotions.
The love inner-ability can be use on two occasions. Crushes and heartbreak. Can turn to one or the other. The crush inner-ability can be described as a bubble pink ball of crackling electricity with a mixture of red. This ball of crackling electricity can paralyze a person's body and also affects the foe(s) verbally. The heart-break inner-ability is described as a dark ball of crackling electricity, purple and gray as a mixture. If the Chosen One was to fight what use to be the person she once had romantic feelings for, the person would be affected verbally. The heartbreak inner-ability can also change the weather, causing it to storm. This inner-ability can cause inner-pain to the foe and usually leaves emotional scars afterwards if they just so happened to survive. There emotional scars are like paper cuts that may never heal. The only way to get rid of the emotional scars would be to marry the one who caused them. Those chances however would be, one in a trillion.
"Cresselia? Where are you? I'm ready for my training session!" I yelled.
"You, ready? For a training session? What a rare thing to hear/see." Cresselia said sarcastically.
"Har har har. Skip the sarcasm and let's get to work. I'm feeling confident and ready for anything!" I declared.
"Let's see your inner-ability." Cresselia decided.
I closed my eyes, trying to focus. I had this all planned out in my mind. The first inner-ability I would try would be sadness. Though honestly I didn't know why I wanted to start off with sadness. I mean geez, feeling confident and suddenly I want to bring it all down by making myself feel miserable. I began to think of my dad, tears slipping out of my eyes. He was a jolly, happy-go-lucky person, just like me. Neat dark hair and cheerful blue eyes that you could just drown in. I remembered the times he would give me piggy back rides on back, and the time we played that prank on mom. I felt more tears slip out of my eyes.
I opened my eyes which was like a glowing a blue lake. The wind began to pick up, and suddenly between my hands were a gray-blue fog the shape of a ball. Ice blue electricity crackled in the fog. Carefully I aimed, and released, hitting a ten feet tall Oak tree which went down instantly, causing a small fire that soon went out.
"Very good. I see you've been studying Hikari." Cresselia said.
I grinned, shaking all those sad thoughts and memories of my dad away.
"Now let's see Inner-power, Hikari."
"I think she may be ready." Cresselia said.
"Just in time." said a mysterious voice.
"Yeah," another voice agreed. "I heard Darkrai was planning on attacking sometime within the next six or so months."
"I heard that too, Uxie."
"So, what are we going to do with her?" A blue fairy-like with a magenta face questioned.
"Yeah, we can't have Darkrai and the Dark Knight gets to her." agreed another pokemon whom looked very much like the pokemon who spoke before but instead with a blue cone-shape head.
"Relax Mesprit, Azelf. I already have this figured out. We're to send her to this city in this region called Sinnoh. The city is called Veilstone. He shouldn't find her there." Cresselia reassured. "There's plenty of boulders there where she can work with her power on, and its nowhere Darkrai should expect her to be."
"But what if Darkrai find out where she's hidden?" questioned Uxie, a pokemon who had a yellow helmet-like head that resembled the human brain, also small and fairy-like with a red jewel on its forehead like the other two, Mesprit and Azelf.
"Well… let's just hope he doesn't find out where she is, or find her, period." Cresselia said with a worried expression. "Just hope for the best…"
"Darkrai!" yelled a prune hair teen around seventeen years old.
The ghostly pokemon appeared right behind me. Shinji turned around calmly, not scared by the pokemon's appearance. "What have you been doing?" the teen asked coldly.
"How's your brother Reiji?" he asked.
"Talking in his sleep again." Shinji muttered.
"I should take him in as my assistant." Darkrai thought out loud to himself.
"He has a fever, you know." Shinji told him.
After a few minutes of silence, in a somewhat surprising worried and concerned voice, questioned, "Do you think he's going to die?"
Darkrai shook its head.
"When the moon is invisible and with no visible part,
War of two, battles for something in the heart."
Shinji raised an eyebrow, waiting for Darkrai's explanation of why he just suddenly said a poem.
"I heard Reiji muttering it in his sleep." he explained.
"What does it mean?"
"Find out yourself." Darkrai said coldly, glaring at him.
Shinji grunted, and then said, "I'll go ask Xatu. He's pretty good with prophecies, dreams and all that other crap."
After minutes of walking up a small gray, weed infested hill, he called out, "Xatu!"
After a minute of staring into the sunset the pokemon whispered, "Xatu." Shinji knew the language of Altus, and quite a few other pokemon languages that lived on the island.
"I knew you were coming."
the pokemon had said in a dry, crackly voice."My brother has been running a fever. Lately, he's been sleep talking. Darkrai just informed me he said this curious couplet."
"When the moon is invisible and with no visible part,
War of two, battles for something in the heart."
Xatu closed his eyes, beads of sweat running down his face. "Darkness will rise over the lands, and light will shine brightly as she fights the darkness that gradually takes the land away."
Shinji smirked at these words, knowing they were words about him and the "Chosen One".
The pokemon's green wings began to quiver, and a shiver ran down the pokemon's back. "But the power found, where one least suspects to find power, finds..."
...
"Finds... what?" Shinji finally asked.
"The greatest power of all."
the pokemon croaked in its hoarse whisper. "Power that one can only find in their heart- ecck!" The pokemon began coughing furiously into its feathers."A power... that nobody can take away completely. A power which leads to greater things being born, where one can smile and fuss over the littlest things, all the while smiling and being happy."
Shinji cocked an eyebrow. "What?" He stared at the old pokemon and wondered if the pokemon have gone crazy.
"What are you talking about?" Shinji asked. The sun began to set behind the hill they stood on, blinding Shinji and casting an orange glow on the depressing gray hill.
The pokemon didn't answer. Instead it closed its eyes and relaxed its muscles. Xatu took a deep breath as it meditated. Shinji walked away, frustrated and annoyed. Frustrated at the answer Xatu had given him, annoyed by having the pokemon ignore him then start to meditate.
"Dark will take over the world, anyway." he muttered darkly as walked away from the hill. "One day..."
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After Shinji departed, the old Xatu croaked, "The sun will set, but the light will not be gone."
Uh, yeah, so that's the end of Chapter One... Sorry if it may be a bit boring when Hikari's reading about that inner-power and inner-ability stuff (which I made up by the way, wanted to add some background)
Reviews would be appreciated.
