Warning: this story may be more disturbing than usual.

Cleffa and Tentacruel

It was late one night and they were at the beach, talking. The two young sweethearts weren't keen on going back home, as they would be nagged and scolded for having been out so late. So they kept putting off going back home further and further, preferring each other's company. And if people wanted to gossip about them being improper, let them gossip. The two did not care what 'they' thought, as long as they had each other.

The teen boy pointed up into the star filled sky. "Look, a shooting star."

Seeing the thin streak of light, the teen girl thought of teasing him that she had nothing to wish for, as he was there by his side. But this star did not fade out as rapidly as normal. This star descended, then curved around into a wide spiral. It grew brighter and more yellow as it approached. And then, when it was only a few feet above their heads, the star turned out to be an almost cartoony thing, a glowing sunny yellow five pointed star. On top of the star, riding it down like a surfboard, there was a little pink Pokemon with triangular ears and a cartoony-star look itself. It bubbled with laughter as it passed by them, zipping out over the ocean and eventually plunging down into the water.

The boy got up and stared at the spot. "That was a Cleffa." He smiled. "I guess they really do ride on stars."

"Wow, it was so adorable," the girl said, clasping her hands together. "I love them. But, I'm not sure if they can swim."

"Do you think it's in trouble?" the boy asked. For her, he'd go out into the water after it.

"We still have our snorkels," she said, grabbing them out of the bag. "Let's go look for it."

They put on the masks as they ran for the water's edge, plunging right in. The Cleffa and its star had fallen in a short distance away, where the waters were about fifteen feet deep. Although it was nighttime, the moon was bright and the waters here were often clear. They soon spotted the yellow glow of the star moving underwater. However, there was no splashing or thrashing in the water to indicate that there was trouble.

At least, not until the boy was pulled down into the water without warning. The girl shouted his name and started to dive down after him. But then the water itself grabbed hold of her and pulled her down too. Something slick and smooth wrapped around her body like a rope, getting a better hold on her. But she couldn't see a thing beyond the moonlit water, even when it brushed across her face and ripped off the snorkel. Afraid of drowning, she wished that she could at least see her sweetheart directly before they died.

But she didn't die. Strangely, the water stopped right at her nose and mouth, as she wasn't having any trouble breathing. Ahead of her, the yellow star weaved around, spreading its light further and further. She could see the Cleffa riding it, unafraid and heading to something important. And she could see her boyfriend too, looking around wide-eyed and confused, as she felt.

"What's going on?" she asked, still not drowning.

"I don't know," he said. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Fine, expect I can't move."

"Me either."

And they kept getting pulled further away from shore, deeper into the water. The star slowed down or they sped up, as they came quite close to the Cleffa. With the strange light around them, they could see now that it was an unusual specimen, with a shimmery pearl pink body and blue-green ears. It looked at them with sparkling black eyes, ones that seemed to hold a piece of the cosmos within them. It smiled at them, singing parts of a strange melody. But something about it, maybe it being in this strange situation, was deeply unsettling to both teenagers.

After some more time of being dragged down, they finally saw what had captured them: a pair of Tentacruels, glistening gelatinous purple masses with harsh eyes and close to a hundred tentacles. There were several more Tentacruels there, pacing about like guards. Their two captors stretched out more of their limbs, to loosen their hold on the captives but still render it impossible for them to escape. The teenagers were set down on next to each other on a stone platform.

The Cleffa glided along on its star, eventually coming to a pillar and stopping. It hopped off to stand there, looking at them. Although they were under the ocean waves, this place seemed to have been constructed for a purpose. There were five monolithic stones at five points of a star-like floor, all of it smooth black stone. The monoliths had strange carvings on them, in a language and alphabet the teens didn't recognize. So did the floor, and the pillar the Cleffa stood on, and the platform they were on. Their platform was like a bench.

"Look at this!" the boy said, pointing at the surface of the bench in horror. There was a carving there of humans sacrificing other humans at this site, offering the victim's heart to something that had been chipped away from the bench. And in another place, another chipped out image showed something spreading pain and fear through the population.

Over on its pillar, the Cleffa laughed cheerily, its eyes hinting at unfathomable thoughts.

In the morning, the two teenagers were found ritualistically killed on the beach. Their bodies were mere husks of skin and bone. Most people couldn't understand why they had died, but the old folks knew that an unspeakable evil had returned.

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Tentacruel Heart Gold entry: Its 80 tentacles absorb water and stretch almost endlessly to constrict its prey and enemies.

Cleffa Platinum entry: It is often seen when shooting stars fill the night skies. It's said to arrive riding a shooting star.

This is weird, coming so soon of the Tynamo entry. But Cleffulu was an irresistible idea (and nightmare) once it came to me.