Mystery Dungeon Legendary Children
Chapter One: Beginning In A Different Way

Kurama

I groaned as I woke up, noting that I thankfully still had my bow and had somehow passed out on the beach. I sat up and groaned again. "Looks like I tore my stitches again." I complained, remembering that I'd injured myself in a fight with the Sableye a few weeks ago. Since they mostly relied on their claws and somehow managed to get close enough that my bow was useless before I could draw my knife, I got scratched up and had to have stitches courtesy of my big brother, Birch. Why Mom named him that when she named me Kurama, a much more original name, I wasn't quite sure, and whenever I asked about Father, she always got a faraway dreamy look before in her eyes clamming up, going temporarily deaf, and changing the subject.

I saw someone who I assumed was a Mightyena approaching me. With his dark hair and wolf ears, golden eyes, and a tail wrapped around his waist, what else could he be?

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded. "I'm fine." I answered. "I'm Kurama, a Vulpix. And you? I'd say based on the way you look you're a Mightyena. Oh, and have you seen a Grovyle around here? My brother Birch and I got separated in the storm last night."

He shook his head. "No, sorry, I haven't. Yes, I'm a Mightyena. You've got a good eye. My name is Kiba. It's nice to meet you Kurama."

I smiled. "Nice to meet you too Kiba-san." I extended my hand. "So what are you doing here anyway? My brother and I were looking for something," I avoided mentioning that it was the Time Gears because most people freaked out when they heard Birch and I were looking for them, instantly accusing us of being bad Pokémon who wanted to make time stop. "And we got separated in that storm last night. I don't know quite how. The last thing I remember is trying to hold on but the wind and rain made it impossible. I don't know where my brother went. Anyway, that's how I ended up here, passed out on the beach."

Kiba nodded. "I see. I'm going to join Wigglytuff's guild today. I would have done it earlier, but my mother had business she needed me to attend to."

I had to keep myself from grinning. I knew what it was like to have an overprotective mother. "Entirely too overprotective?" I guessed and he nodded. "I know what that's like. It's a wonder Mom let us search at all. Then again, where we come from is pretty bleak, so I can see why."

"I don't know of any places like that, and as my mother is—" Kiba seemed to catch himself. "Well, let's just say my mother has certain powers that make travel easier, so I've been all over the place. I've never seen any place that could really be described as bleak."

I sighed. "I come from a long, long, way away." I said cryptically, not wanting to reveal that I was actually from the future. That'd go over real well: I'm from the future, a world which is completely paralyzed, I'm collecting the Time Gears which everyone thinks regulate time, so that I can take them to the Temporal Tower to stop the planet's paralysis, and was on the run because I was technically criminal for trying to change history.

"I get the feeling you're not telling me the whole truth." Kiba warned. "So who's your mother?"

I grinned. "This'll really blow you away: my mother is none other than Celebi, Voice of the Forest, Traveler of Time. I don't know who my father is though, as he died before I was born and Mom never tells me anything about him."

"Why not?" He wanted to know. He didn't seem at all fazed by the fact that Celebi is my mom. How interesting. Maybe he was a Legendary child like me?

I shrugged. "The hell if I know. I've asked, but she just goes conveniently deaf when I do."

"So anyway, new recruits now are supposed to join in teams of at least two now." Kiba began. "I guess the idea is that it'll cut down on injuries in the field with a partner to back you up. So do you think you would be opposed to joining with me?"

However, I didn't get a chance to answer as a Koffing and a Zubat bumped into him and made off with his personal treasure. He swore at them, using a few words that could even make sailors blush, insulting their ancestry in ways even I had never even thought of (including no less than five snakes, four lizards, three birds, two worms, and a rubber duck), and I'd come up with plenty of ways to insult the Sableye's ancestry whenever I got into a fight with them. I had to hand it to Kiba: he was definitely a very creative curser. I'd have to use those curses sometime.

"What do you say we go after these bozos and get your treasure back?" I suggested when he was done. "This could be a test of how well we can work together, to see if we really have what it takes to be a team, or if we'll flounder on our first E-rank."

He raised an eyebrow. "You actually want to be on a team with me? Even though we just met?"

I grinned. "Sure I do. Now come on. You do want your treasure back don't you?"

"He'd better get it back," A new voice interrupted. "I was the one that gave it to him."

Kiba sighed. "Opal, please tell me what you're doing here." He said through gritted teeth. "Mom told you to stay at home! Just because she can go anywhere she wants in a matter of seconds being the Lady of Space does not mean that she can always look out for us."

He seemed to forget I was there.

So, his mother was Lady Palkia, then.

I'd never met her, mainly because she had fled when her counterpart Lord Dialga had turned primal in the future. I had no idea what happened to her in this time, but it seemed that she hadn't fled yet and wasn't aware of what was going on.

That would make sense considering that Lord Dialga was only starting to turn primal in this time. Noticing the still arguing siblings, I cleared my throat. "If you two are quite through," I began sternly. "I do believe we have a treasure to get back."

"Right, sorry." They said in the perfect unison that only twins could pull off.

I waved a hand. "No problem." I decided I was going to call in my brother, wherever he was. I raised my right arm, and more specifically my clenched right fist, and shouted my command phrase in the Ancient Tongue. "Summon. Command: Stop! Chariot of Damnation!"

And then my brother appeared, looking confused, before he spotted me. "Kurama. 'Sup, sis?"