Angel Wings, chapter 18
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(Eleanor P.O.V)
Sleep. Beautiful, amazing sleep. It felt wonderful. The feeling was alluring and irresistible. I wanted to stay that way, alone, eyes closed, dreaming of dreams beyond ones own imagination. But I was, unfortunately, waking up.
"Nnggh..."
"I think she's coming around." I heard someone say. A male voice. I recognized it. Who was it though? Sounded worried. But seemed to be an unfamiliar tone to that particular voice. Perhaps he did not express worry? It seemed that it would suite him to be emotionless.
"Eleanor, can you hear me?" another male voice. Someone put a hand to my head. This one I knew.
"Carter..." I said it aloud, well, mumbled it. Sleep. I think I'm gonna fall into the deep debts again.
"She is leaving again." said a female in a polite voice.
"I'll fix it!" yelled a louder female voice.
"Flare, no! Don't yell in her ear!" yelled Carter.
"Well what should we do? She's been out cold for a couple hours now." said Flare.
"Nnngggghhh..." I murmured. "Ow..."
I fluttered my eyes open. Everything is a little blurry, but the outline of a face was visible, along with a brown blob above it. All the features of the face were blurred. I blinked a few times, clearing my vision enough to see Carters face. I then realized that my head was on top his lap. Relief was visible on his features as I sat up, squeezing my eyes shut and placing a head against my head.
"Holy crap, ow. What happened?" I asked. "And where are we?"
"What happened? Well, you opened the door, then there was a bright flash of light, and we all woke up here." said Aqua.
I looked around the room we were in. It was round, and was made of crumbling walls with vines slithering along the edges with moss filling in the cracks. There was no obvious opening, yet there was plenty of light coming from somewhere. The only way out seemed to be an large doorway, which I'm pretty sure wasn't the door way we came through.
"Okay then, where is 'here'? And what about out pokemon? Where are they?"
Everyone shrugged, looking at each other.
"We where hoping you would have an explanation." said Dash with a shrug.
"Well, I'm about as clueless and dumbstruck as the rest of you."
"May I suggest something?" asked Dawn.
"Ask away." mumbled Flare.
"I propose that we leave through the doorway over there." she said as she gestured in the direction of the door.
"No way!" yelled Surge. "Thats a terrible idea!"
"And why is it so 'terrible'?" asked Dawn.
"Because everyone knows that when you wake up in an old abandoned room by yourself, you never, ever go through the exit unless your one hundred percent sure that it's the way out. On the other side, it is most likely that you will find either A) A monster who wants to eat you, or B) a dark hallway with no end or with something lurking in the darkness. And every reliable source shows that the good-looking guy with the great sense of humor is the one to go first."
"And what is your 'reliable source'?"
"Every horror/mystery/adventure film made in the past ten years."
"How very reliable." muttered Dawn as she went up to the mysterious door. She placed a hand on the doorknob, confidence etched on her face. With one swift movement, she flung open the heavy looking door, revealing a room that seemed to be much dimmer then the one we where currently in.
"It doesn't look that bad Surge." I said as I got up. "In fact, it looks like a plain old room.
"Yeah, so quit being a chicken!" yelled Flare as she rushed towards the doorway. We walked through the door, and suddenly found ourselves in pitch blackness. The only source of light was from the room we just came from, which wasn't really much of a help.
Then the door suddenly slammed shut on its own, leaving us in darkness.
"Okay." squeaked Wynter. "Now I'm a little scared."
"You don't need to be scared." said Flare. "Watch this!"
A small flame appeared near where I guess Flare was. It looked like it came from a lighter. The flame moved towards some sort of round, large, bowl-like object in the middle of the room, and slowly drifted inside of it. Once it reached the bottom, the flames spread like wildfire, and with a fwoosh, the entire room was filled with light.
"Oh, wow!" yelled Aqua as she looked about the enormously large room. Along the walls where many intricately painted murals, each looking as if they where done yesterday.
"My lord..." mumbled Dawn as she went up to one and gingerly put her hands on it. "I've read about these, but never thought they actually existed."
"What are they?" I asked as I looked at the one Dawn was touching.
"They are the murals of the creation of the world. It's a ancient legend, and no one has ever been able to find them, because every person who searched for them either disappeared or came back without the ability to speak."
"In other words, no one ever got to tell the tale, right?" asked Dash with a nervous gulp.
"Yes. Scientists like Professor Rowen have a theory about these, but it's very limited information." said Dawn as she studied the inscriptions surrounding the pictures. "I think I can translate this."
I looked at the mural. It was Arceus, wandering through a white place with no space or time. He was approaching the Creation Trio, Palkia, Dialga, and Giritina.
"At a time before even a single pokemon existed, Arceus had to wander through a blank world with no space, time, or anything for the matter. He then became tired and bored of this, so he decided to create the universe as we know it. Palkia created space, allowing the sun, stars, moon, and planets to form. Dialga created time, allowing the universe to grow older. Giritina became in charge of the world parallel to ours, also known as the Parallel Universe." Dawn translated.
"That sounds an awful lot like the Sinnoh Legend." mumbled Dusk. The next mural showed Arceus on earth, with thousands of pokemon dancing happily while there where forty outlines in the sky, as if they where watching over the earth.
"Arceus then went to find a planet suitable for life. He soon found the perfect planet, filled with green plants and running waterfalls. He began creating thousands upon thousands of small creatures called pokemon, and placed them each on earth. He then created forty one guardian pokemon*, and placed them each in a respective region in order to protect the residents and the land. Arceus then sat off to the side, watching happily from the heavens at his beautiful creations."
"Forty one Guardians...? What could that mean?" mumbled Forrest. The next mural showed several human beings with blank eyes and confused or lazy expressions. The mural after that showed three more of the Guardian figure coming down on the statue like humans and bestowing three gifts to them in the color of yellow, blue, and pink.
"Thousand of years past, and Arceus soon found that his planet was missing something. So, he decided to try creating something new. He then made human beings, all of which had no likeness at all to any sort of pokemon. When he created the body and form of the humans, he seemed happy, and put the small tribe on earth. He soon saw many flaws with his newest creations. They had no knowledge of how to survive, and if they did, they had no willpower to do anything, so they could not build homes or gather food for survival. The worst and most troubling thing about them was that they conveyed no emotions, so they where merely nothing more than living statues."
"Arceus, in an effort to improve the humans, made three new guardians. Unxie, Being of Knowledge, who blessed humans with the knowledge of survival. Azelf, Being of Willpower, who gave out determination to one and all. And finally, Mespirit, Being of Emotions, giving us all the feelings of joy, sorrow, anger, and many more."
Dawn continued to translate, moving from mural to mural.
"But Arceus soon found a a problem with the relationship between humans and pokemon. It was, in fact, very terrible. So terrible, that wars would start between the two species. It became so bad, that each group wanted to eliminate their rivals, so that they may have the entire planet to themselves. This devastated Arceus. His two finest creations were fighting each other. He then decided to stop this ridiculous fighting, and sent eleven beings down to earth. They had the like and making of humans, but had glorious wings, each tinted a different color to represent their power. The heavenly beings were called 'Angels'.
"Each Angel had an different power and item to aide them in their quest. With the help of their trusted partners, they vanquished the war between people and pokemon.
"Arceus was going to originally take the Angels off of earth once they fixed the war problem. But when he saw how happy these eleven beings made his humans and pokemon, he decided to keep them on earth.
"The Angel of Healing would cure sickness and heal wounds with her Crescent Sword. No one ever died from sickness on earth. The Angel of Change controlled the evolution of pokemon and growing of humans with the Sun Sword. This way, people would grow over time. The Angel of Death was in charge of guiding those who have passed on to the after life and to have them judged. With his Gem of Souls, he would attract the souls so that he could open portals to the dimension were they were judged to Angel of Speed was in charge of quickly stopping crime. With his Speed Pendant, he would be able to go around the world in mere seconds. The Angel of Water controlled the oceans and streams. With a crack of her Water Whip, she could create giant waves. The Angel of Fire would bring warmth to all the humans. But be warned, for if you made her angry, one shot of her Fire Arrow will burn you like the embers in a smoldering fire. The Angel of Lightening would control the cracks of thunder and flashes of lightening with his Electric Daggers. Angel of Physic..." Dawn paused for a moment, as if hesitant about what she would find out about this Physic Angel. "could sense all life energy. She could never be surprised by anyone. With her Physic Tome, she could see into the past, during the present, and even far into the future. Angel of Shadows was as stealthy as a Leipard in the dead of night. He would protect humans with his Shadow Stars in the darkness, a time in which we are defenseless. The Angel of Nature kept the earth plentiful and filled it with bounty. With Natures Melody, he kept the world at peace. The Angel of Ice was in charge of the snow and blizzards. It was her duty to use her Ice Staff to show humans survival in different seasons with different conditions..
"The Angel of Healing was the leader, and it was her job to direct the Angels in protecting the earth. To her, all of the ten other Angels were completely equal. However, she had always worked best with the Angel of Change and the Angel of Death. Together with one of them, she and he were unbeatable, but with all three together was disastrous, for the Angel of Change and Angel of Death had always both had feelings for the Angel of Healing. When working together, they would always argue or end up fighting each other in an effort to impress the Angel of Healing.
"One day, the Angel of Death asked the Angel of Healing who she would choose to entrust her life with, him or the Angel of Change. He was sure that it would be him, because of his power over the souls and death. He would be able to save her, to bring her soul back to her body. He was so sure it would be him, so sure and so, so arrogant...
"Which is why he was angered beyond no content when she chose the Angel of Change. When he demanded to know why, she said it was because he fought with strategy, strength, and was determined to fight till the end, even if it meant loosing his life. The Angel of Death, on the other hand, fought on a blind rage, and if saw that he was overpowered, he would back down quickly.
"Blind with rage, he quickly began plotting his revenge against the Angel of Change and his anger to the Angel of Healing.
"He soon decided to use his powers to his advantage, and opened a large portal into hell. The power dug deep into the very darkest, deepest part of his heart, and he was soon turned from a powerful Angel, to a King of Demons. With surge of power, he released the demons from hell and demanded them to kill the Angel of Change, and anything else that got in there way.
"Soon, the demons were feasting on the blood of innocent men, women, children, and pokemon. The ten Angels were no where to be seen, which was strange, but the King of Demons was fine with that. He laughed at the pitiful word below from his throne of bloodstones and shadows.
"Fires burned up homes and nature while the ever increasing temperature dried up all the water sources. Any living creature who survived became slaves. Those who resisted were tortured in unimaginable ways, but never died, because the King of Demons would merely grab there souls, and put them back in the body so that they would then relive the torture all over again.
"When it seemed that all hope was gone, the ten Angels reappeared in a flash of light, with the forty four guardian pokemon, the Creation Trio, and the great Arceus himself. Arrogant as always, the Demon King fought against the group. He knew he would win, because, where he had a limitless amount of demons, they only had a small army.
"He had underestimated them. He soon joined the battle, and, growing ever so powerful over the years, demanded the demon pokemon guardians, the exact opposite to the pokemon guardians of the older earth, of his earth to battle their good opposite.
"While the guardians and dark guardians fought, the King of Demons went up against the Angels, and slowly, one by one, from the sky they fell in a faint. He snickered and taunted the Angels, yelling for them to get up. The only one to get up was the Angel of Healing.
"Although she was his enemy, he could not forget his feelings for her. He offered her everything, riches, power, even immortality. She refused, and with a shaky breath, she declared that he be banished to hell forever. As she raised her sword, her ten partners awoke, and raised their magical items, and opened a portal that dragged every dark spirit that took over the humans into the portal. Soon the dark guardians were reluctantly dragged through.
"Finally, the Demon King was clutching a branch, screaming to be let go, to be able to stay, promising to use his powers for good and only good. But the ten Angels knew that it would never happen, for once he became a demon, he would always be a demon. The Angel of Healing looked upon the now pathetic 'king' and with a sigh, drew her sword and took the Demons powers, quickly handing them off to Arceus, before attacked the Demon, sending him hurling into the portal, while he screamed that he would get get his revenge and come back.
"Once the portal closed, the ten Angels looked at there barren planet. They knew that they needed to heal it, and the knew that all of them together would have to do it. But they also knew that it would kill them. They where willing to make the sacrifice.
"Before they could do so, they were stopped momentarily by Arceus. He first promised to lock away the demon powers away so that they may never be found. He then wanted to have their powers put into new children, so that they may keep the planet at peace. The Angels wanted only the best for their home and quickly agreed. So they raised their items towards the blood red sky, and began chanting a sacred spell.
"A glorious light shined, and began to travel across the planet, healing everything that it touched. And slowly, the great planet was healed and back to it's former glory. The Angels, with a look of utter peace, smiled as their bodies slowly disintegrated into soft, beautiful flakes of shining light that floated up to the sky."
"...And?" asked Surge after a long pause.
"And what? There's nothing else for me to translate." huffed Dawn as she looked at the murals again.
"But what about the powers? Or the items? What happened to them?" asked Aqua.
"It does not say. What I read was accurate."
"Hey..." said Surge as he looked around, confused. "Where's Wynter?"
I looked around, and realized that our shy bookworm was indeed gone.
"Huh. Where could she've gone?" asked Dash as he scratched his head. We then heard a shriek coming from farther back in the cave. My head whipped in the direction.
"That's her!" yelled Surge as he ran in that direction. We rushed down the torchlit hallway, and stampeded into the room Wynter was in. She was trembling, her eyes focused on the large statues in the center of the room.
"What's wrong?" asked Surge as he went up to her. She didn't answer, and shakily pointed towards the statues.
I took a closer look at them. There were ten statues total, all with angel-like wings and dressed in tunics that looked to flow in the breeze. At the top were a male on the right side and the female left. They both were looking to the sky, with swords drawn, the blades just touching at the tips. Slightly lower and off to the side of the top female angel was a male angel, who looked to have the hair whipping in the breeze, as if he was running quickly with a pendant around his neck. Opposite to the running Angel was a female angel with some sort of whip in her hand, with her arm bent back and the whip wavering in the air, as if she just brought it down. Even lower to the running Angel was a female with a bow and an arrow drawn back, as if she was about to shoot the arrow at any second. Opposite of that angel was a girl with a strange staff in her hand, it looked as if she was about to charge an attack with it. In the middle of the two was a male angle with his arms crossed over his chest in the shape of an 'X' with three ninja stars in each hand. And finally, on the bottom row were three more angels. On the left side was a male sitting criss-cross with a flute to his lips and his eyes closed peacefully. In the center was a girl with her legs folded under her and a book on her lap. Her eyes were closed and concentration was etched across her face. And finally, on the right of the girl was a boy who looked ready to jump up. He had two daggers in his hands.
I then noticed something eerily familiar about these ten angels.
"It's us." I whispered. Wynter nodded her head.
"It can't be us! These where built hundreds, if not thousands, of years ago!" said Dusk harshly.
"It's us. It's totally us." said Aqua.
"Theres something written here..." mumbled Dawn as she kneeled down at the pedestal that the statues were on.
When one Angel fell, so did the rest,
They fought to the death, wanting no less.
On the night that the moon blocks the sun
And the stars rain down
Angels will be summoned to sacred ground
Although they will go through great pain
History will repeat itself again
Amy47101: Oh my god, last update of the year, happy new year!