The Darker Side of Evolution
Legend of the Crimson Lucario
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. Only the idea and OC's.
Author Notes:
-- This will be used for scene breaks and for when the story switches to another character, but it does not mean that a new section of the story has started.
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'Poketalk'
Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon, never have, never will. Only the idea and OCs behind the story are mine
Beta reader: Catsithx
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Chapter 3: The Dark Side of Evolution
Hellstorm awoke early the next morning thanks to some unknown noise. Looking around, he saw very little light coming in through the window. The sun was only just beginning to rise. Hellstorm walked over to the door that led to private bathing area. He was still not quite awake as he had only slept for about four, maybe five hours. One of the drawbacks to living under a day that was half of what Hellstorm was used to was having to adjust to a whole new schedule. He often found himself awake for two or three days at a time without rest only to find an isolated cave or someplace where he could sleep for anywhere from ten to twenty hours straight, hopefully undisturbed. As a result of his unusual pattern of sleep and failing to get enough of it, he failed to notice the light sounds of water. Rather then just go back and lie down, Hellstorm decided to just do with what sleep he had gotten and wait until dusk to get more sleep. This was normal for him. He opened the door and walked. The room was quite big. Several plants were hung all over the room making it look somewhat like a garden. Rather then the usual tile or wood flooring, the floor was lined with small stone bricks with some sort of silver colored cement holding them in place giving the place a more outdoor hot spring feel to the room. In the center of the bath was a large fountain. There were a few benches placed around the room and a few torches hung here and there, but they more then lit up the large bathing area enough to see. Hellstorm failed to notice the pair of eyes watching him as he closed the door. Only after he turned back around did he notice the pair of eyes.
"I'm sorry; I thought you said this was private bathing area." Hellstorm nodded his head toward Ruby before going back for the door.
"This is a private bathing area. Private for me and any special guests that I might have staying at the manor. There's no need to leave. Come, take a seat and relax. It will give us a chance to talk." Ruby said. She sat comfortably along the bottom of the tub, the water just barely coming up to her neck.
"Very well." Hellstorm slowly removed his shorts and climbed into the water. "What do you wish to talk about?"
"Let's talk about you." Ruby adjusted her position some taking seat against the edge of the tub facing Hellstorm. The tub would easily accommodate at least ten more people leaving more then enough room for Hellstorm and Ruby to stretch out if they needed and still now worry about bumping into each other.
"My life is not that interesting." Hellstorm replied. He was too tired to try and avoid the topic altogether and did not fell like putting up with a constant nag about. He would have to tell her sooner or later if he was going to stay here anyway, so he might as well tell her now.
"Tell me about where you came from. You mentioned things about humans, demons, and Pokemon all working hand in hand. I'd like to hear about your time. It must be quite nice to live like that." Ruby explained.
"The time I lived in was far from perfect. To my knowledge, that is if stories are true, there are only two large landmasses left on the planet." Hellstorm began. "And neither one of them were kind. I grew up in the desert on a much longer day then you have here, almost twice as long as you have here in this time. My father was the pack Alpha and he made sure that had the best chance in that desert. He would constantly be fending off other packs who would try to take the plateau that we lived on." Hellstorm was calm while telling his story.
"Your father was the pack alpha. That must have been nice." Ruby commented.
"My father hated me, but still choose me to lead the pack with his dying breath. He was not known for his trust of outsiders, but he still named my mother his prime mate. From what I was told, they met during a sandstorm." Hellstorm said. "The reason my father defended the plateau we lived on so strongly was for the cave systems that had been dug into the plateau. It took a lot less magic to seal a small opening then it did to cover an entire camp with a barrier which meant that we could hold out longer during the stronger storms." Hellstorm explained. "My brothers told me that my father had just finished moving the last of the pack inside the caves when a voice cried out is distress. Eric, not willing to lose anymore of the pack to the storms that ravaged the land quickly took off to find the source leaving the protection of the caves." Ruby just looked on kindly. She was going to like hearing about this story. "He found my mother, Julian hopping along trying to find cover as the storm was nearly upon her. Eric grabbed her and raced back to caves with her in his arms. According to my brothers and the old witch, my father broke his own foot when he stumbled and tripped trying to get into the caves. He had to dive through the barrier head first in order to out run the sand."
"Your father sounds nice." Ruby said.
"He was far from it. Like I said, he hated outsiders. He only ran out to my mother because he thought that the voice belonged to one of the pack. After seeing who it was, he let her stay and explain why she was alone. Julian was kicked from her last pack because of the seer in her last pack. The seer fore told that Julian would tear the pack a part. The Alpha was not about to risk his pack on one female and forced her to leave. She eventually found the plateau and worked her way up looking for a place to seek cover from the approaching storm. Julian proved her worth after the storm was over. She had a fair knowledge of technology." Hellstorm paused to catch his breath.
"What is this technology?" Ruby asked.
"Technology is the result of science. In my world, we found many devices and artifacts in ruined cities. All we know about these ruined cities is that they were taken over by the desert and many of the devices within them no longer work. The various packs of my time would salvage what they could and leave the rest. This here is a piece of technology." Hellstorm took off his watch and handed it to Ruby. "This device is used to tell time. It will also start to beep when once a set time has been reached."
"Amazing. It must have taken a powerful wizard to make this." Ruby was fascinated by the device.
"Magic was not used to create that. That magic you sense is my own that I have used to keep the device working. Now then, where was I?" Hellstorm asked holding out his hand.
"You had said that Julian had just proved her worth to the pack." Ruby handed watch back to Hellstorm.
"Alright, then. Julian had just proved her worth and Eric realized then that she would make a nice mate. Eric was still new as Alpha, only having been Alpha for a few years. He had still not taken a mate of his own. There was one other that Eric was thinking of making his mate at the time, but I don't know who. All I know is that she was quickly throw out of the pack for something. No one seemed to want to talk about it, so I didn't really push the matter. Anyway, Julian soon became my father's prime mate, the Alpha female of the pack. Over the course of a several years, they had six other children. Since my mother and father were both Lucario's our pack grew to have a fair number of them in their ranks." Hellstorm continued. "Then came the day that my egg was laid. My mother had laid one egg before me and my father was once again proud to claim that he was the father. That is until he saw my egg. Rather then the usual light blue, black, or green eggs that Riolu, the pre-evolved form of Lucario are born from, the egg I was in a deep crimson color much like the color of my spikes."
"I don't see how that is a problem. All of the Crimson Warriors had a deep crimson egg that they were hatched from." Ruby commented.
"My father was not one to easily trust people, as the pack he was in was very rough. Trust was hard to come by. Even after he left that pack and earned the title of Alpha in my pack before he named me alpha, he was still hard put to trust anyone. When he saw my crimson egg, he thought that my mother had mated another. He kept his head though and agreed to let her stay and even raise me as his own, no matter what species I was. My sister hatched about a month after being laid the normal time for a Riolu egg to hatch, but I was still far from hatching." Hellstorm went on with his story. The sun was now about half way over the horizon and light slowly filled the room.
"I assume that this sister your talking was the egg that was laid just before yours was." Ruby inquired.
"Yes. She hatched on time, but I still lay dormant inside the crimson egg I was born in. Another month passed and I had still not hatched. My father and mother were growing worried that I had died inside the egg and asked our own seer to come and check on my egg. The seer took one look at my crimson and started shouted about the Hellstorm had come. I assume that this is how I got my name. Only a few days after the seer began screaming about this Hellstorm, I finally hatched. Unlike other Riolu of the pack, my discs that I was born with were the same color as my spikes. Other then that and gemstone in my forehead, I was a normal Riolu. My father did not hate me at first, but did take the seer's cries of fear seriously. She had been able to accurately predict many storms before, so of course my father heeded whatever words she spoke. We lost her in the next storm though. She died protecting one of my brothers. A few years passed and my father still kept the seer's cries of fear in his mind. We were on our way to coast. It was my first time heading to coast. We needed water and wood and I had been selected as one of the many to go out and get the supplies we needed. We had a deal with a few of the demons that lived along the stretch of coast we would gather our supplies from. We gave then old unused pieces of technology to let us walk freely in their land completely ignoring us, and I do mean completely ignoring us. They would not lift a finger to help us fend off a stray or rival demon or beast. They would not even warn us of such things."
"I thought you worked hand in hand with the demons." Ruby asked slightly confused.
"Only with a few demons, not all of them." Hellstorm explained. "It was on that day that I first learned that I was far from normal. In my time, only humans were capable of magic. That is at least what everyone thought. An enraged beast attacked as we neared the water's edge. It was chasing a young vampire, and my pack got caught in the middle. The little vampire ran and tripped. I was right next to her and helped her up. The beast flew forth and I thought it was over. I raised my left out of instinct hoping that it would somehow scare the beast. Everyone thought it was over for me." Hellstorm looked at his left hand. With the light as it was there were just the slightest signs of scarring.
"What happened?" Ruby asked noticing the scars.
"I used my first magic spell that day. A defensive spell called the Dark Wing."
Without realizing it, Hellstorm began to space out remembering the events of that day perfectly. The water began to ripple as a clear image of Hellstorm's past began to play out on the water's surface.
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Flashback....
The semi large pack of Pokemon with a few humans walked cautiously threw a dense wood. The pack was lead by a Lucario.
"Keep together. Just because we paid off the demons doesn't mean that the beasts won't hunts us." The Lucario quietly alerted the pack. In all, there were total of ten people.
There was the leading Lucario, although shorter then most of the group, it was obvious that he was the leader. Instead of the four usual dreadlocks that Lucario had, this one only had three, two on the left side of the back of his head and one on the right. There was still a slight stump showing where the forth one was before it had somehow been removed. He walked a few steps ahead of the rest.
Up next in the line of people were a male human and a Riolu. The Riolu walked beside the human, the top of his head only reaching up to man's waistline and kept searching around making sure that nothing would get the drop on it. Instead of the usual silver colored discs on the back of his hands, the discs were a deep shade of crimson. There was also a very small gemstone between his eyes that matched the discs on his arms. The human wore a light set of clothing made for maneuverability rather then durability. He stood up about a foot higher then the Lucario leader.
Next up were pair of Machamp, all four arms of these two were huge made mostly of muscle. A Charmeleon followed suit, her tail lighting up the somewhat dark woods. The three of them seemed to be talking very quietly among themselves.
Another human, only this one was female walked next in line. Her simple clothing and staff she carried suggested that she was not a fighter. The light that came from her staff proving she had some skill in magic.
After that, came the last three of the group. Three Flygon, two males and a female, these large desert dragons walked slowly, their backs covered with large bags on wooden frames in a way that they could still take flight without fear of getting snagged in a second's notice if needed. Although everyone had some sort of bag or pack with them, the Flygon had the largest hands down.
The group of ten walked carefully. Some would call them jumpy because even the sudden noise of cricket caused all ten faces to search for the source. The trees weren't too thick, just large. The branches reached out for several yards, a thick layer of leaves covering each and every little limb. Just up ahead, the group could make out the outline of sandy beach that marked their destination.
"Keep quite now. I'll go ahead and check for beasts." The Lucario alerted his group. With one swift jump, the Lucario vanished into the dense canopy without the slightest sound to follow. A minute passed before he returned. "All clear. Let's hurry up and get what we need. I never did like this place."
A sudden rustling in the brush caused everyone to take a defensive stance. A little girl, maybe fifteen, sixteen years old charged along. She was bleeding slightly as she ran. The dark demonic dress showed that she was part of some higher demonic family.
"Help me. Please help me." She cried out. She looked human enough, a light skin tone, but slightly tanned, her blue eyes filled with fear because of what she was running from. Her nails were short and not pointed; she had no tail or anything such demonic image except for a single fang on the left side of her mouth. The Riolu was quick to note the remains of large tooth on the opposite of her mouth, the remains of a broken fang. The girl tripped and landing in front of the Riolu.
"Hellstorm, be careful." The Lucario shouted.
"She's a vampire with a broken fang." The little Riolu shouted back.
"Help me please." The girl cried again. She reached for Hellstorm.
"This is not good." The Lucario shouted. Very few things could scare a vampire like this. Right now, the vampire was not threat, not if she was begging for help. "Everyone, prepare yourselves."
The ground began to shake as something else drew near. The Riolu grabbed the little vampire around the waist and jumped back carrying the vampire with him. "Hellstorm, what are you doing?" The Lucario shouted just before a large green glowing pair of eyes came into view. The rest of the monster quickly followed. The large beast was a mutated Pokemon. The Leafeon stood well over eight feet tall even though it was still on all four of its legs. Instead of the calm relaxed personality that most Leafeon had, this was one out for blood. Its sharp fangs were already coated with the blood of others. Its body was covered scars and open wounds, none of which bleed however.
"That thing is under a demonic sickness." The female human shouted raising her staff. The leaves that tipped its tail and ears were a deep shade of blue rather then the normal green. Hellstorm was the closest target and it did not even think about the others. It charged in striking both the vampire and Hellstorm with a powerful headbutt attack. The resulting impact sent both of the intended targets flying back hard into a very thick tree trunk. The vampire held on tightly to Hellstorm as the beast neared them again. Before anyone could react, the beast swung its head around releasing a storm of Razor Leaf. Hellstorm threw his left hand up in a hope to stop to the attack. Hellstorm shut his eyes tightly hoping he wouldn't feel too much pain in death.
"Hellstorm!" The Lucario cried out.
The first leaf hit his handing leaving a deep open wound, but none of the others seemed to make it. A large set of dark feathery ghostly wings had surrounded Hellstorm and the vampire. The beast stopped its attack upon seeing the large dark wings. It charged forward and collided hard with the wings, but they would not budge. Hellstorm opened his eyes to see the large beast trying to break through the large barrier. He stared up at the large creature while it stared back, snarling, wanting nothing more then to tear him to shreds.
The female human threw her staff toward the beast like a javelin. The end of the staff hit the beast hit the beast and there was bright flash blinding the beast, Hellstorm, and the vampire.
"Attack." The Lucario shouted. Hellstorm was unable to see what had happened in the next few seconds, but when the light died away, the beast was running off with new tears in its flesh. The little vampire looked at Hellstorm's hand.
"You're hurt." The vampire still had some fear in her voice. She lifted her hand over the cut and a light blue light bathed Hellstorm's hand. The cut scabbed over, but was far from healed. The vampire ripped off a piece of her dress and wrapped Hellstorm's hand in the soft fabric. I'm so sorry for pulling you into this." Tears formed in her eyes.
"Why was that thing after you?" The Lucario walked over to where Hellstorm and the vampire were.
"It slew my parents before my eyes and then chased after me. It belongs to rival clan of demons. They captured the poor thing and beat near death several times over breaking its will and desire to live before turning it into what you saw." The vampire had a small very light stream of tears running down her cheeks.
End Flashback...
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The water stopped rippling. "My father eventually let her join the pack after a few days, and thus the first demon entered our pack. For a while, my father kept a very close eye on me. He paid very close attention to my seemingly impossible use of magic. I heard rumors over the next few years that my father was thinking of disowning me. A Pokemon with the use of magic would certainly draw the attention of the demons of the land. The vampire, Sora was my closest friend during that time. For the most part, life was good. With my new found abilities, I was both shunned and honored by the various members of the pack, but my father, although he seemed happy, was never too sure." Hellstorm explained. He now talked like he was in a trance. There were signs to show what he felt. "Then on the day that I turned eight, they attacked." Once again the water began to ripple as a new image occupied the center of the tub.
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Flashback...
"Get back here. I'm not done talking to you." The large Lucario yelled. "I am the alpha of this pack and you will listen to me." The Lucario only had three of the four dreadlocks.
"Alpha? I serve no alpha, father." A little Riolu shouted. His crimson discs shown brightly as did the gem between his eyes. "I'm leaving this place to find my own role in life. I might return one day, but don't count on it." The Riolu shouted.
"Hellstorm, please." A female Lucario walked up behind the first Lucario. "Your father is right, but so are you. Both of you need to calm down. April just sensed a storm and she said it would be here soon." The female Lucario pleaded for the two of them stop arguing.
"I'm sorry mother. Tell Sora I beg her forgiveness." With that, Hellstorm began to walk off and down the stone path the lead up to the plateau's flat top. With nothing more then small pouch of water, Hellstorm went to find his true calling in life. With his magic to aid him, he would be able to take care of most things that the desert would throw at him. Hellstorm hadn't even made it half way down the path when the sounds of fighting broke out on the plateau top. At first Hellstorm thought nothing of it, thinking his father had just lost his temper. Then he saw the mangled upper body of a Flygon blast past his head. Hellstorm instant turned and ran back up to the plateau's top only to see several demons raging war against his clan. Summoning a large fireball in his hand, Hellstorm charged forward. He was fast and small, two things that played in his favor, but he lacked the strength needed for hand to hand combat. He would instead have to use his magic to defend the pack from these foes.
"Where is magic user?" The lead demon shouted. "Find that Pokemon and bring him to me." The large demon only had one dark scalely wing. His talon like feet dug into the ground as he walked. His left arm looked like a massive human arm covered in blood while his right arm was like that of Scyther. The long silver curved blade gleamed in the bright desert like.
One of the lesser demons charged Hellstorm and mistook his fireball for a fire punch. The Demon ducked under the flaming fist only to receive a brutal blast of fire in its eyes. It cried out in pain as it covered its eyes. Hellstorm's father fought against the lead demon, he was fast, strong, and very smart. He planned every one of his moves into the next creating an endless stream of attack. The lead demon was force to take the defensive. If it wasn't an Aura sphere he was dodging or deflecting, then it was a fist or foot that he had to be careful of. The Lucario acted as though he had done this a thousand times before as he linked each move almost perfectly to the next into an endless stream of offensive power. Hellstorm's mother Julian had her own problems; a Succubus was busy toying with her. With the demonic whip she had, range was in her favor.
Everyone who was able fought against the demons, even Sora who was using her advanced magics to defend others from the demons. It was nothing short of a brutal war of sheer power. The plateau surface already had several new craters like dents in it and a few sections of the cliffside had already started to crumble.
Hellstorm charged toward his father and the demon he was fighting. Eric must have seen Hellstorm charging in and took his eye of the demon for just a second. The Demon saw this and brought his left arm down hard. Eric didn't falter and jumped back, then forward again only to continued his string of attacks. Hellstorm charged in, but the demon sent him flying into the cliff side the supported the highest level of the plateau. Once again, Hellstorm dawned the black feathery wings that had saved him and Sora before.
"You. Your blood is mine." The demon shouted as he charged for Hellstorm regardless of Eric's fierce attacks who had already rejoined the fight like he was never gone in the first place. Hellstorm summoned up the most magic he could and let loose a hail storm of ice, but being as inexperienced he was, the spell took a toll on his body as well. A sharp sudden coldness came over Hellstorm. The shards of ice plowed throw the demon tearing throw skin and bone, anything that got in their way. The demon fell to one knee and Eric took this chance to strike. He jumped into the air and charged up the largest orb of Aura energy that he could, an orb much bigger then his own body.
The Demon looked skyward to see the descending Lucario... and the attack he carried with him. "Demon Art: Reaper's Wraith." A sudden darkness and cold chill fell the over the plateau. The shadow's themselves reached for the demon and covered him in a dark mist like substance leaving only his scythe like arm uncovered. The demon jumped skyward screeching out in a horrible voice causing everyone but Eric to cover their ears. Eric brought the orb down in one hand as the demon suddenly shot skyward. A wave of blood shot out of Eric's waist as the orb vanished in a fiery blast. Eric's upper body landed next to Hellstorm while his legs bounce of the plateau.
"Hellstorm." Eric called to his boy before it was too late. "Know this... while I may... not approve of your methods... I name you... alpha." Eric began coughing up blood. "You've the... heart of... a lead... leader in you... my son." Eric gathered up the last of his life force for one final attack. The demon landed still shrouded in the dark mist as Eric fired the white orb of aura into what could have been the head. With one swift slash, the demon cleaved the orb into two. It once again let out the terrifying shriek as before and made a dash for Julian. Just like with Eric, a wave of blood followed the demon as it passed dragging Julian's left arm with it. The female Lucario fell to ground clutching the stump of the missing arm with her good arm crying in pain. Sora let loose a storm of rocks at the demon before it turned on her with a very similar result. As she fell to the ground, her head fell from the body turning to ash as it fell leaving the demonic dress she had always worn float away in the heavy wind.
"Mother, Sora..." Hellstorm couldn't believe his eyes. He was powerless to stop the slaughter before him. There were demons to the left and to the right of him slaying his pack without mercy. "NOOOO!!!!!" A sudden wave of crimson light flooded the plateau. When the light died down, a fairly tall Lucario stood before the demons. All three of the spikes were crimson in color, as was the gem above his eyes. A second gem at the base of the back of the Lucario's next matched the spikes and other gemstone. He had silver eyes and slightly longer fangs then the rest of the Lucario.
"Demon Art: Severed Soul." The Lucario said in a deep, but emotionless voice. A light blue spirit like Lucario body left Hellstorm. His eyes went black and showed only anger. He charged the closest demon as his hand outstretched. The demon tried to grab the Lucario, but failed. The Lucario summoned for an aura sphere inside the demon's skull and let the lifeless body drop as it burned away in a black fire leaving only bones behind.
"You take my family and friends without mercy. You slaughter my pack like cattle. You kill the only one who I shared my heart with. Now I will return the pain a thousand times over before I am done with you." A dark aura surrounded Hellstorm as he charged. Every demon charged the Lucario except the leader. One by one, the demons tried to attack the Lucario only to receive a brutal attack of various sorts in the attempt. One demon had his heart removed whilst another was left without the use of its legs. Another one had been blinded as its eyes had been forcefully removed. Hellstorm came to spot where his mother was and picked her up. Demons closed in, but with one swift jump, Hellstorm landed safely on top of the highest level of the plateau.
"I'll be right back." Hellstorm said, his own voice had a demonic ring to it.
"No, you can't." Julian struggled to get to her feet. Most of her left side was now covered in blood. "You'll die." Julian said. Julian used her mouth to remove a small wristwatch from her right wrist. She flipped it over and showed Hellstorm the inscription. It was a date. "The old witch Yula predicted this day. If you go down there you'll die. If they get your blood, no one can stop them. Please, we have to run." Julian did her best to talk even with the pain. "I never believed this would happen until today." Julian fell to her knees. Hellstorm summoned up a large sum of energy and threw it at his mother. Her severed arm sealed over and the bleeding stopped. Hellstorm picked up the watch and put it on his wrist.
"Father named me alpha just before his last breath. They killed my family, my love, my pack. I intend to repay them before they leave. I don't fear death. Not after what they have done." Hellstorm jumped back into the mass of demons.
He landed creating a crater killing the demon he landed on. "Now you will feel death by my hands." Hellstorm charged again, heading straight for the demon who had claimed the life of his father and Sora. No matter the class or type of demon that tried to intercept Hellstorm, they were all cast aside with fatal injuries ranging from severed limbs to missing organs. The blood poured down like rain over the battlefield. Only two demons remained. The first demon walked forward. The mist surrounding its body reached out for the blood as the demon moved. It once again voiced it awful cry as it charged. Hellstorm was ready, but he would only have time for one chance to kill this demon, he had wasted too much energy on the others. The second demon shot an arrow that flew fast and nicked Hellstorm in the arm. The slightest amount of his blood stuck to arrow as it collided with the mist covered demon. Hellstorm charged his attack, after seeing how the demon had disposed of its enemies, he knew what to expect... or at least he thought he did. The demon charged but at the last second, an aura based scythe came down above Hellstorm. Hellstorm launched his last attack as the scythe came down in his left arm, the aura based weapon snaked through Hellstorm's arm attacking it from the inside as Hellstorm's own Aura sphere did the same to the mist covered demon.
"I win." The demonic voice of the demon claimed as he began to absorb the aura in him. "I only needed your magic filled blood to perfect my own body."
Several shadowy chains burst forth from the mist covered demon's back. Many of the chains surrounded Hellstorm and held him in place while the other chains tore throw the survivors of his attack. One unique barbed chain flew up to the where Julian stood and launched onto her feet dragging her painfully back down to the lower level. "Let me show you what will become of you." A dark mist crept out from the demon and surround Julian. She cried in pain as her skin began to decay even before it left her body. She died seconds later. The blue spirit like body forcefully returned to Hellstorm as his emotions came rushing back.
"Mother!!!" Hellstorm cried out in pain seeing how his mother had died. Before Hellstorm could even comprehend what had happened, he was tossed through time. The vortex of time swirled in various colors around him before he fell in the middle of a forest."
End flashback...
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"Hellstorm spent a week just trying to figure out what happened before we explained what we had done to him. Unfortunately, Hellstorm has failed to understand what we told him." Hellstorm's eyes were almost dead. "I speak to you now through his body; I am Arceus, the god of all pokemon. Hellstorm must have help. He fails to understand that this is not something he can do alone. Ruby, as the god of Pokemon, I do not command you to help Hellstorm. I'm asking you to help Hellstorm. For now, let him rest. Whether he wishes to admit it or not, he does need to rest. Please do not wake him up for some time. You will hear from me again when the time is right." Hellstorm eye's returned to normal before he passed out.
Ruby rushed over and helped Hellstorm out of tub. Ruby was surprised by the sudden coldness of the gemstone embedded in Hellstorm's neck as it touched her bare skin and nearly dropped him. She caught herself in time though. She set Hellstorm onto one of the benches while she got dressed. She carried Hellstorm back over to his room and laid him upon the bed. He only weighed a hundred and some odd pounds, which was how she was able to carry him.
"What happened?" Ruby sat on the edge of the bed. The sun was now fully over the horizon and gave off a brilliant light. Ruby began to think about the images she had seen whilst in the tub with Hellstorm. She went back into the bathroom and retrieved Hellstorm's shorts setting them on the nightstand for Hellstorm to find when he woke. "If that really was Arceus, then this is far bigger then the myths and legends I have read even begin to mention." Ruby talked to herself as she left the room. Victor stood before as she walked down the hall.
"I need some books from the royal library. I need anything that relates to a being called Arceus, the god of the Pokemon we called beasts. Also, bring me back anything you find on the Riftwalkers, the name Hellstorm, and anything else that might relate to my guest's Riftwalker past." Rudy said as she looked up at her cloaked bodyguard.
"Very well. I assume that there is a reason for this." Victor asked.
"Yes, I'll explain it later. I want all of those books here by weeks end." Rudy answered. "And see if the book keeper can come too." Ruby added as she headed to the living area.
"As you wish. Everything you asked for will be here by weeks end." Victor headed for the stables.
Ruby headed to her private study to reread whatever books she already had on the topics at hand. If the gods themselves were helping in a way, then this was by far no simple task. She would need to learn as she could to help Hellstorm. She opened up the book she had shown Hellstorm the night before and flipped it open to the page that showed the stone slab.
"If there are only seventeen elemental orbs, then why are there nineteen open places on the slab? Either this book is not very accurate or there is much more to this puzzle then just the elemental orbs of power." Ruby said to herself as she pulled out a second book and began to read.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. Only the idea and OC's.
Author Notes:
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Chapter 3: The Dark Side of Evolution
Hellstorm awoke early the next morning thanks to some unknown noise. Looking around, he saw very little light coming in through the window. The sun was only just beginning to rise. Hellstorm walked over to the door that led to private bathing area. He was still not quite awake as he had only slept for about four, maybe five hours. One of the drawbacks to living under a day that was half of what Hellstorm was used to was having to adjust to a whole new schedule. He often found himself awake for two or three days at a time without rest only to find an isolated cave or someplace where he could sleep for anywhere from ten to twenty hours straight, hopefully undisturbed. As a result of his unusual pattern of sleep and failing to get enough of it, he failed to notice the light sounds of water. Rather then just go back and lie down, Hellstorm decided to just do with what sleep he had gotten and wait until dusk to get more sleep. This was normal for him. He opened the door and walked. The room was quite big. Several plants were hung all over the room making it look somewhat like a garden. Rather then the usual tile or wood flooring, the floor was lined with small stone bricks with some sort of silver colored cement holding them in place giving the place a more outdoor hot spring feel to the room. In the center of the bath was a large fountain. There were a few benches placed around the room and a few torches hung here and there, but they more then lit up the large bathing area enough to see. Hellstorm failed to notice the pair of eyes watching him as he closed the door. Only after he turned back around did he notice the pair of eyes.
"I'm sorry; I thought you said this was private bathing area." Hellstorm nodded his head toward Ruby before going back for the door.
"This is a private bathing area. Private for me and any special guests that I might have staying at the manor. There's no need to leave. Come, take a seat and relax. It will give us a chance to talk." Ruby said. She sat comfortably along the bottom of the tub, the water just barely coming up to her neck.
"Very well." Hellstorm slowly removed his shorts and climbed into the water. "What do you wish to talk about?"
"Let's talk about you." Ruby adjusted her position some taking seat against the edge of the tub facing Hellstorm. The tub would easily accommodate at least ten more people leaving more then enough room for Hellstorm and Ruby to stretch out if they needed and still now worry about bumping into each other.
"My life is not that interesting." Hellstorm replied. He was too tired to try and avoid the topic altogether and did not fell like putting up with a constant nag about. He would have to tell her sooner or later if he was going to stay here anyway, so he might as well tell her now.
"Tell me about where you came from. You mentioned things about humans, demons, and Pokemon all working hand in hand. I'd like to hear about your time. It must be quite nice to live like that." Ruby explained.
"The time I lived in was far from perfect. To my knowledge, that is if stories are true, there are only two large landmasses left on the planet." Hellstorm began. "And neither one of them were kind. I grew up in the desert on a much longer day then you have here, almost twice as long as you have here in this time. My father was the pack Alpha and he made sure that had the best chance in that desert. He would constantly be fending off other packs who would try to take the plateau that we lived on." Hellstorm was calm while telling his story.
"Your father was the pack alpha. That must have been nice." Ruby commented.
"My father hated me, but still choose me to lead the pack with his dying breath. He was not known for his trust of outsiders, but he still named my mother his prime mate. From what I was told, they met during a sandstorm." Hellstorm said. "The reason my father defended the plateau we lived on so strongly was for the cave systems that had been dug into the plateau. It took a lot less magic to seal a small opening then it did to cover an entire camp with a barrier which meant that we could hold out longer during the stronger storms." Hellstorm explained. "My brothers told me that my father had just finished moving the last of the pack inside the caves when a voice cried out is distress. Eric, not willing to lose anymore of the pack to the storms that ravaged the land quickly took off to find the source leaving the protection of the caves." Ruby just looked on kindly. She was going to like hearing about this story. "He found my mother, Julian hopping along trying to find cover as the storm was nearly upon her. Eric grabbed her and raced back to caves with her in his arms. According to my brothers and the old witch, my father broke his own foot when he stumbled and tripped trying to get into the caves. He had to dive through the barrier head first in order to out run the sand."
"Your father sounds nice." Ruby said.
"He was far from it. Like I said, he hated outsiders. He only ran out to my mother because he thought that the voice belonged to one of the pack. After seeing who it was, he let her stay and explain why she was alone. Julian was kicked from her last pack because of the seer in her last pack. The seer fore told that Julian would tear the pack a part. The Alpha was not about to risk his pack on one female and forced her to leave. She eventually found the plateau and worked her way up looking for a place to seek cover from the approaching storm. Julian proved her worth after the storm was over. She had a fair knowledge of technology." Hellstorm paused to catch his breath.
"What is this technology?" Ruby asked.
"Technology is the result of science. In my world, we found many devices and artifacts in ruined cities. All we know about these ruined cities is that they were taken over by the desert and many of the devices within them no longer work. The various packs of my time would salvage what they could and leave the rest. This here is a piece of technology." Hellstorm took off his watch and handed it to Ruby. "This device is used to tell time. It will also start to beep when once a set time has been reached."
"Amazing. It must have taken a powerful wizard to make this." Ruby was fascinated by the device.
"Magic was not used to create that. That magic you sense is my own that I have used to keep the device working. Now then, where was I?" Hellstorm asked holding out his hand.
"You had said that Julian had just proved her worth to the pack." Ruby handed watch back to Hellstorm.
"Alright, then. Julian had just proved her worth and Eric realized then that she would make a nice mate. Eric was still new as Alpha, only having been Alpha for a few years. He had still not taken a mate of his own. There was one other that Eric was thinking of making his mate at the time, but I don't know who. All I know is that she was quickly throw out of the pack for something. No one seemed to want to talk about it, so I didn't really push the matter. Anyway, Julian soon became my father's prime mate, the Alpha female of the pack. Over the course of a several years, they had six other children. Since my mother and father were both Lucario's our pack grew to have a fair number of them in their ranks." Hellstorm continued. "Then came the day that my egg was laid. My mother had laid one egg before me and my father was once again proud to claim that he was the father. That is until he saw my egg. Rather then the usual light blue, black, or green eggs that Riolu, the pre-evolved form of Lucario are born from, the egg I was in a deep crimson color much like the color of my spikes."
"I don't see how that is a problem. All of the Crimson Warriors had a deep crimson egg that they were hatched from." Ruby commented.
"My father was not one to easily trust people, as the pack he was in was very rough. Trust was hard to come by. Even after he left that pack and earned the title of Alpha in my pack before he named me alpha, he was still hard put to trust anyone. When he saw my crimson egg, he thought that my mother had mated another. He kept his head though and agreed to let her stay and even raise me as his own, no matter what species I was. My sister hatched about a month after being laid the normal time for a Riolu egg to hatch, but I was still far from hatching." Hellstorm went on with his story. The sun was now about half way over the horizon and light slowly filled the room.
"I assume that this sister your talking was the egg that was laid just before yours was." Ruby inquired.
"Yes. She hatched on time, but I still lay dormant inside the crimson egg I was born in. Another month passed and I had still not hatched. My father and mother were growing worried that I had died inside the egg and asked our own seer to come and check on my egg. The seer took one look at my crimson and started shouted about the Hellstorm had come. I assume that this is how I got my name. Only a few days after the seer began screaming about this Hellstorm, I finally hatched. Unlike other Riolu of the pack, my discs that I was born with were the same color as my spikes. Other then that and gemstone in my forehead, I was a normal Riolu. My father did not hate me at first, but did take the seer's cries of fear seriously. She had been able to accurately predict many storms before, so of course my father heeded whatever words she spoke. We lost her in the next storm though. She died protecting one of my brothers. A few years passed and my father still kept the seer's cries of fear in his mind. We were on our way to coast. It was my first time heading to coast. We needed water and wood and I had been selected as one of the many to go out and get the supplies we needed. We had a deal with a few of the demons that lived along the stretch of coast we would gather our supplies from. We gave then old unused pieces of technology to let us walk freely in their land completely ignoring us, and I do mean completely ignoring us. They would not lift a finger to help us fend off a stray or rival demon or beast. They would not even warn us of such things."
"I thought you worked hand in hand with the demons." Ruby asked slightly confused.
"Only with a few demons, not all of them." Hellstorm explained. "It was on that day that I first learned that I was far from normal. In my time, only humans were capable of magic. That is at least what everyone thought. An enraged beast attacked as we neared the water's edge. It was chasing a young vampire, and my pack got caught in the middle. The little vampire ran and tripped. I was right next to her and helped her up. The beast flew forth and I thought it was over. I raised my left out of instinct hoping that it would somehow scare the beast. Everyone thought it was over for me." Hellstorm looked at his left hand. With the light as it was there were just the slightest signs of scarring.
"What happened?" Ruby asked noticing the scars.
"I used my first magic spell that day. A defensive spell called the Dark Wing."
Without realizing it, Hellstorm began to space out remembering the events of that day perfectly. The water began to ripple as a clear image of Hellstorm's past began to play out on the water's surface.
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Flashback....
The semi large pack of Pokemon with a few humans walked cautiously threw a dense wood. The pack was lead by a Lucario.
"Keep together. Just because we paid off the demons doesn't mean that the beasts won't hunts us." The Lucario quietly alerted the pack. In all, there were total of ten people.
There was the leading Lucario, although shorter then most of the group, it was obvious that he was the leader. Instead of the four usual dreadlocks that Lucario had, this one only had three, two on the left side of the back of his head and one on the right. There was still a slight stump showing where the forth one was before it had somehow been removed. He walked a few steps ahead of the rest.
Up next in the line of people were a male human and a Riolu. The Riolu walked beside the human, the top of his head only reaching up to man's waistline and kept searching around making sure that nothing would get the drop on it. Instead of the usual silver colored discs on the back of his hands, the discs were a deep shade of crimson. There was also a very small gemstone between his eyes that matched the discs on his arms. The human wore a light set of clothing made for maneuverability rather then durability. He stood up about a foot higher then the Lucario leader.
Next up were pair of Machamp, all four arms of these two were huge made mostly of muscle. A Charmeleon followed suit, her tail lighting up the somewhat dark woods. The three of them seemed to be talking very quietly among themselves.
Another human, only this one was female walked next in line. Her simple clothing and staff she carried suggested that she was not a fighter. The light that came from her staff proving she had some skill in magic.
After that, came the last three of the group. Three Flygon, two males and a female, these large desert dragons walked slowly, their backs covered with large bags on wooden frames in a way that they could still take flight without fear of getting snagged in a second's notice if needed. Although everyone had some sort of bag or pack with them, the Flygon had the largest hands down.
The group of ten walked carefully. Some would call them jumpy because even the sudden noise of cricket caused all ten faces to search for the source. The trees weren't too thick, just large. The branches reached out for several yards, a thick layer of leaves covering each and every little limb. Just up ahead, the group could make out the outline of sandy beach that marked their destination.
"Keep quite now. I'll go ahead and check for beasts." The Lucario alerted his group. With one swift jump, the Lucario vanished into the dense canopy without the slightest sound to follow. A minute passed before he returned. "All clear. Let's hurry up and get what we need. I never did like this place."
A sudden rustling in the brush caused everyone to take a defensive stance. A little girl, maybe fifteen, sixteen years old charged along. She was bleeding slightly as she ran. The dark demonic dress showed that she was part of some higher demonic family.
"Help me. Please help me." She cried out. She looked human enough, a light skin tone, but slightly tanned, her blue eyes filled with fear because of what she was running from. Her nails were short and not pointed; she had no tail or anything such demonic image except for a single fang on the left side of her mouth. The Riolu was quick to note the remains of large tooth on the opposite of her mouth, the remains of a broken fang. The girl tripped and landing in front of the Riolu.
"Hellstorm, be careful." The Lucario shouted.
"She's a vampire with a broken fang." The little Riolu shouted back.
"Help me please." The girl cried again. She reached for Hellstorm.
"This is not good." The Lucario shouted. Very few things could scare a vampire like this. Right now, the vampire was not threat, not if she was begging for help. "Everyone, prepare yourselves."
The ground began to shake as something else drew near. The Riolu grabbed the little vampire around the waist and jumped back carrying the vampire with him. "Hellstorm, what are you doing?" The Lucario shouted just before a large green glowing pair of eyes came into view. The rest of the monster quickly followed. The large beast was a mutated Pokemon. The Leafeon stood well over eight feet tall even though it was still on all four of its legs. Instead of the calm relaxed personality that most Leafeon had, this was one out for blood. Its sharp fangs were already coated with the blood of others. Its body was covered scars and open wounds, none of which bleed however.
"That thing is under a demonic sickness." The female human shouted raising her staff. The leaves that tipped its tail and ears were a deep shade of blue rather then the normal green. Hellstorm was the closest target and it did not even think about the others. It charged in striking both the vampire and Hellstorm with a powerful headbutt attack. The resulting impact sent both of the intended targets flying back hard into a very thick tree trunk. The vampire held on tightly to Hellstorm as the beast neared them again. Before anyone could react, the beast swung its head around releasing a storm of Razor Leaf. Hellstorm threw his left hand up in a hope to stop to the attack. Hellstorm shut his eyes tightly hoping he wouldn't feel too much pain in death.
"Hellstorm!" The Lucario cried out.
The first leaf hit his handing leaving a deep open wound, but none of the others seemed to make it. A large set of dark feathery ghostly wings had surrounded Hellstorm and the vampire. The beast stopped its attack upon seeing the large dark wings. It charged forward and collided hard with the wings, but they would not budge. Hellstorm opened his eyes to see the large beast trying to break through the large barrier. He stared up at the large creature while it stared back, snarling, wanting nothing more then to tear him to shreds.
The female human threw her staff toward the beast like a javelin. The end of the staff hit the beast hit the beast and there was bright flash blinding the beast, Hellstorm, and the vampire.
"Attack." The Lucario shouted. Hellstorm was unable to see what had happened in the next few seconds, but when the light died away, the beast was running off with new tears in its flesh. The little vampire looked at Hellstorm's hand.
"You're hurt." The vampire still had some fear in her voice. She lifted her hand over the cut and a light blue light bathed Hellstorm's hand. The cut scabbed over, but was far from healed. The vampire ripped off a piece of her dress and wrapped Hellstorm's hand in the soft fabric. I'm so sorry for pulling you into this." Tears formed in her eyes.
"Why was that thing after you?" The Lucario walked over to where Hellstorm and the vampire were.
"It slew my parents before my eyes and then chased after me. It belongs to rival clan of demons. They captured the poor thing and beat near death several times over breaking its will and desire to live before turning it into what you saw." The vampire had a small very light stream of tears running down her cheeks.
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The water stopped rippling. "My father eventually let her join the pack after a few days, and thus the first demon entered our pack. For a while, my father kept a very close eye on me. He paid very close attention to my seemingly impossible use of magic. I heard rumors over the next few years that my father was thinking of disowning me. A Pokemon with the use of magic would certainly draw the attention of the demons of the land. The vampire, Sora was my closest friend during that time. For the most part, life was good. With my new found abilities, I was both shunned and honored by the various members of the pack, but my father, although he seemed happy, was never too sure." Hellstorm explained. He now talked like he was in a trance. There were signs to show what he felt. "Then on the day that I turned eight, they attacked." Once again the water began to ripple as a new image occupied the center of the tub.
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Flashback...
"Get back here. I'm not done talking to you." The large Lucario yelled. "I am the alpha of this pack and you will listen to me." The Lucario only had three of the four dreadlocks.
"Alpha? I serve no alpha, father." A little Riolu shouted. His crimson discs shown brightly as did the gem between his eyes. "I'm leaving this place to find my own role in life. I might return one day, but don't count on it." The Riolu shouted.
"Hellstorm, please." A female Lucario walked up behind the first Lucario. "Your father is right, but so are you. Both of you need to calm down. April just sensed a storm and she said it would be here soon." The female Lucario pleaded for the two of them stop arguing.
"I'm sorry mother. Tell Sora I beg her forgiveness." With that, Hellstorm began to walk off and down the stone path the lead up to the plateau's flat top. With nothing more then small pouch of water, Hellstorm went to find his true calling in life. With his magic to aid him, he would be able to take care of most things that the desert would throw at him. Hellstorm hadn't even made it half way down the path when the sounds of fighting broke out on the plateau top. At first Hellstorm thought nothing of it, thinking his father had just lost his temper. Then he saw the mangled upper body of a Flygon blast past his head. Hellstorm instant turned and ran back up to the plateau's top only to see several demons raging war against his clan. Summoning a large fireball in his hand, Hellstorm charged forward. He was fast and small, two things that played in his favor, but he lacked the strength needed for hand to hand combat. He would instead have to use his magic to defend the pack from these foes.
"Where is magic user?" The lead demon shouted. "Find that Pokemon and bring him to me." The large demon only had one dark scalely wing. His talon like feet dug into the ground as he walked. His left arm looked like a massive human arm covered in blood while his right arm was like that of Scyther. The long silver curved blade gleamed in the bright desert like.
One of the lesser demons charged Hellstorm and mistook his fireball for a fire punch. The Demon ducked under the flaming fist only to receive a brutal blast of fire in its eyes. It cried out in pain as it covered its eyes. Hellstorm's father fought against the lead demon, he was fast, strong, and very smart. He planned every one of his moves into the next creating an endless stream of attack. The lead demon was force to take the defensive. If it wasn't an Aura sphere he was dodging or deflecting, then it was a fist or foot that he had to be careful of. The Lucario acted as though he had done this a thousand times before as he linked each move almost perfectly to the next into an endless stream of offensive power. Hellstorm's mother Julian had her own problems; a Succubus was busy toying with her. With the demonic whip she had, range was in her favor.
Everyone who was able fought against the demons, even Sora who was using her advanced magics to defend others from the demons. It was nothing short of a brutal war of sheer power. The plateau surface already had several new craters like dents in it and a few sections of the cliffside had already started to crumble.
Hellstorm charged toward his father and the demon he was fighting. Eric must have seen Hellstorm charging in and took his eye of the demon for just a second. The Demon saw this and brought his left arm down hard. Eric didn't falter and jumped back, then forward again only to continued his string of attacks. Hellstorm charged in, but the demon sent him flying into the cliff side the supported the highest level of the plateau. Once again, Hellstorm dawned the black feathery wings that had saved him and Sora before.
"You. Your blood is mine." The demon shouted as he charged for Hellstorm regardless of Eric's fierce attacks who had already rejoined the fight like he was never gone in the first place. Hellstorm summoned up the most magic he could and let loose a hail storm of ice, but being as inexperienced he was, the spell took a toll on his body as well. A sharp sudden coldness came over Hellstorm. The shards of ice plowed throw the demon tearing throw skin and bone, anything that got in their way. The demon fell to one knee and Eric took this chance to strike. He jumped into the air and charged up the largest orb of Aura energy that he could, an orb much bigger then his own body.
The Demon looked skyward to see the descending Lucario... and the attack he carried with him. "Demon Art: Reaper's Wraith." A sudden darkness and cold chill fell the over the plateau. The shadow's themselves reached for the demon and covered him in a dark mist like substance leaving only his scythe like arm uncovered. The demon jumped skyward screeching out in a horrible voice causing everyone but Eric to cover their ears. Eric brought the orb down in one hand as the demon suddenly shot skyward. A wave of blood shot out of Eric's waist as the orb vanished in a fiery blast. Eric's upper body landed next to Hellstorm while his legs bounce of the plateau.
"Hellstorm." Eric called to his boy before it was too late. "Know this... while I may... not approve of your methods... I name you... alpha." Eric began coughing up blood. "You've the... heart of... a lead... leader in you... my son." Eric gathered up the last of his life force for one final attack. The demon landed still shrouded in the dark mist as Eric fired the white orb of aura into what could have been the head. With one swift slash, the demon cleaved the orb into two. It once again let out the terrifying shriek as before and made a dash for Julian. Just like with Eric, a wave of blood followed the demon as it passed dragging Julian's left arm with it. The female Lucario fell to ground clutching the stump of the missing arm with her good arm crying in pain. Sora let loose a storm of rocks at the demon before it turned on her with a very similar result. As she fell to the ground, her head fell from the body turning to ash as it fell leaving the demonic dress she had always worn float away in the heavy wind.
"Mother, Sora..." Hellstorm couldn't believe his eyes. He was powerless to stop the slaughter before him. There were demons to the left and to the right of him slaying his pack without mercy. "NOOOO!!!!!" A sudden wave of crimson light flooded the plateau. When the light died down, a fairly tall Lucario stood before the demons. All three of the spikes were crimson in color, as was the gem above his eyes. A second gem at the base of the back of the Lucario's next matched the spikes and other gemstone. He had silver eyes and slightly longer fangs then the rest of the Lucario.
"Demon Art: Severed Soul." The Lucario said in a deep, but emotionless voice. A light blue spirit like Lucario body left Hellstorm. His eyes went black and showed only anger. He charged the closest demon as his hand outstretched. The demon tried to grab the Lucario, but failed. The Lucario summoned for an aura sphere inside the demon's skull and let the lifeless body drop as it burned away in a black fire leaving only bones behind.
"You take my family and friends without mercy. You slaughter my pack like cattle. You kill the only one who I shared my heart with. Now I will return the pain a thousand times over before I am done with you." A dark aura surrounded Hellstorm as he charged. Every demon charged the Lucario except the leader. One by one, the demons tried to attack the Lucario only to receive a brutal attack of various sorts in the attempt. One demon had his heart removed whilst another was left without the use of its legs. Another one had been blinded as its eyes had been forcefully removed. Hellstorm came to spot where his mother was and picked her up. Demons closed in, but with one swift jump, Hellstorm landed safely on top of the highest level of the plateau.
"I'll be right back." Hellstorm said, his own voice had a demonic ring to it.
"No, you can't." Julian struggled to get to her feet. Most of her left side was now covered in blood. "You'll die." Julian said. Julian used her mouth to remove a small wristwatch from her right wrist. She flipped it over and showed Hellstorm the inscription. It was a date. "The old witch Yula predicted this day. If you go down there you'll die. If they get your blood, no one can stop them. Please, we have to run." Julian did her best to talk even with the pain. "I never believed this would happen until today." Julian fell to her knees. Hellstorm summoned up a large sum of energy and threw it at his mother. Her severed arm sealed over and the bleeding stopped. Hellstorm picked up the watch and put it on his wrist.
"Father named me alpha just before his last breath. They killed my family, my love, my pack. I intend to repay them before they leave. I don't fear death. Not after what they have done." Hellstorm jumped back into the mass of demons.
He landed creating a crater killing the demon he landed on. "Now you will feel death by my hands." Hellstorm charged again, heading straight for the demon who had claimed the life of his father and Sora. No matter the class or type of demon that tried to intercept Hellstorm, they were all cast aside with fatal injuries ranging from severed limbs to missing organs. The blood poured down like rain over the battlefield. Only two demons remained. The first demon walked forward. The mist surrounding its body reached out for the blood as the demon moved. It once again voiced it awful cry as it charged. Hellstorm was ready, but he would only have time for one chance to kill this demon, he had wasted too much energy on the others. The second demon shot an arrow that flew fast and nicked Hellstorm in the arm. The slightest amount of his blood stuck to arrow as it collided with the mist covered demon. Hellstorm charged his attack, after seeing how the demon had disposed of its enemies, he knew what to expect... or at least he thought he did. The demon charged but at the last second, an aura based scythe came down above Hellstorm. Hellstorm launched his last attack as the scythe came down in his left arm, the aura based weapon snaked through Hellstorm's arm attacking it from the inside as Hellstorm's own Aura sphere did the same to the mist covered demon.
"I win." The demonic voice of the demon claimed as he began to absorb the aura in him. "I only needed your magic filled blood to perfect my own body."
Several shadowy chains burst forth from the mist covered demon's back. Many of the chains surrounded Hellstorm and held him in place while the other chains tore throw the survivors of his attack. One unique barbed chain flew up to the where Julian stood and launched onto her feet dragging her painfully back down to the lower level. "Let me show you what will become of you." A dark mist crept out from the demon and surround Julian. She cried in pain as her skin began to decay even before it left her body. She died seconds later. The blue spirit like body forcefully returned to Hellstorm as his emotions came rushing back.
"Mother!!!" Hellstorm cried out in pain seeing how his mother had died. Before Hellstorm could even comprehend what had happened, he was tossed through time. The vortex of time swirled in various colors around him before he fell in the middle of a forest."
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"Hellstorm spent a week just trying to figure out what happened before we explained what we had done to him. Unfortunately, Hellstorm has failed to understand what we told him." Hellstorm's eyes were almost dead. "I speak to you now through his body; I am Arceus, the god of all pokemon. Hellstorm must have help. He fails to understand that this is not something he can do alone. Ruby, as the god of Pokemon, I do not command you to help Hellstorm. I'm asking you to help Hellstorm. For now, let him rest. Whether he wishes to admit it or not, he does need to rest. Please do not wake him up for some time. You will hear from me again when the time is right." Hellstorm eye's returned to normal before he passed out.
Ruby rushed over and helped Hellstorm out of tub. Ruby was surprised by the sudden coldness of the gemstone embedded in Hellstorm's neck as it touched her bare skin and nearly dropped him. She caught herself in time though. She set Hellstorm onto one of the benches while she got dressed. She carried Hellstorm back over to his room and laid him upon the bed. He only weighed a hundred and some odd pounds, which was how she was able to carry him.
"What happened?" Ruby sat on the edge of the bed. The sun was now fully over the horizon and gave off a brilliant light. Ruby began to think about the images she had seen whilst in the tub with Hellstorm. She went back into the bathroom and retrieved Hellstorm's shorts setting them on the nightstand for Hellstorm to find when he woke. "If that really was Arceus, then this is far bigger then the myths and legends I have read even begin to mention." Ruby talked to herself as she left the room. Victor stood before as she walked down the hall.
"I need some books from the royal library. I need anything that relates to a being called Arceus, the god of the Pokemon we called beasts. Also, bring me back anything you find on the Riftwalkers, the name Hellstorm, and anything else that might relate to my guest's Riftwalker past." Rudy said as she looked up at her cloaked bodyguard.
"Very well. I assume that there is a reason for this." Victor asked.
"Yes, I'll explain it later. I want all of those books here by weeks end." Rudy answered. "And see if the book keeper can come too." Ruby added as she headed to the living area.
"As you wish. Everything you asked for will be here by weeks end." Victor headed for the stables.
Ruby headed to her private study to reread whatever books she already had on the topics at hand. If the gods themselves were helping in a way, then this was by far no simple task. She would need to learn as she could to help Hellstorm. She opened up the book she had shown Hellstorm the night before and flipped it open to the page that showed the stone slab.
"If there are only seventeen elemental orbs, then why are there nineteen open places on the slab? Either this book is not very accurate or there is much more to this puzzle then just the elemental orbs of power." Ruby said to herself as she pulled out a second book and began to read.