Story Notes:
I lied, I didn't think I'd make an entry for this but an idea came to me so I wrote it down.Disclaimer: Don't any pokémon yet...but I could probably take Weedle, don't think anyone would care.
What it means to be a legend
You'd think it'd be pretty hard to put out a forest fire...and I can tell you that it bloody is. The inferno now covered a fairly large area of the forest, and it was accelerating, destroying everything that it touched. For a second I thought about why the hell the guy had actually caused the fire in the first place...it wasn't a very effective method at drawing me out, I mean I could fly and everything, but also it seemed really risky...considering those bastard humans wanted to cut down the forest, and burning the place to the ground really wouldn't help that much...maybe something had happened. Maybe she was still alive...maybe I should stop thinking about this and put out the forest. Good point.
Cutting through the sky like a blade I descended into the smoke as fast as I dared, in the general direction of the lake...it seemed the most obvious course of action, fire's natural enemy is water, and I was going to need a whole lot of it. The lick of the flames sent fear through my body, but as the heat started to sear my skin the lake appeared below me, and around it, apparently the only part of the forest which wasn't covered in smoke. Fortunately, I flew into the clearing without getting too severely burnt, leaving me at pretty much full strength to take the behemoth of a task that lay before me...lifting up a lot of water at once. Gazing into the sapphire depths, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, not just because Roserade was nowhere to be seen...but because I was about to destroy perhaps the highlight of the forest. But it was just one of those things that I had to do, and hope that nobody would blame me for it, sure they might think of another way that I could have done this, but they weren't the ones who was in the middle of a bloody firestorm.
"Right then...up we go," I muttered, spurring myself on. Digging into the depths of my mind, I brought forth all the power that I could muster, and felt it course through my body, and like a drug it immediately made me feel amazing...making me feel like I could do anything. I smiled, brimming with confidence, I was going to do this and the whole world would sing my name. I could imagine my eyes turning a mysterious emerald as I poured my psychic energy into the lakes, forcing it to go up. And then I came across quite possibly the strangest feeling ever...I was...connected with the lake? I can only speculate and say that I'd given it so much of my energy that it was as if we were one entity...I knew that trees were alive, but this...this was something else. It knew what I was trying to do, and also knew that it was the only way...it knew that it was going to cease existing in a few moments...yet it was fully resigned to its fate...and in fact, it was encouraging me to do it. Strange.
The mass, of apparently living water, began to rise before my piercing gaze, but even lifting it up by a few metres was killing me, my head felt like a Mankey was going ape in it and moisture already drenched my body...but it was still going up, and as long as it kept doing that, everything would be okay. I could imagine it being a fairly amusing sight...a small creature standing before a huge sphere of crystal water, but I prefer to see it as purely awesome, well that was pretty much all that was keeping me going. The thought of glory. But then suddenly, the floor sped up to meet me as I collapsed, suddenly drained of pretty much all my energy...there had been no reason for it, the ball of water plummeted back into the crater, sending spray stampeding through the area. I just lay there. Panting heavily for breath. Confused. Angry....Scared...in the middle of a hurricane of fire. Slowly...my eyelids began to close, no matter how hard I thought them they continued on their downward journey until they shut...leaving me blind. Unable to watch as I faced my death...like the humans used to punish a traitor...I...had failed.
But as I felt my body die...my mind shone brighter than ever...and I felt...so much...the erratic heartbeats of the Pokémon as they scuttled away from their deaths...the pain of the trees as the fire laid waste to their bodies...the land I was sworn to protect slowly dying all because of the humans. But then, in this moment of...well...enlightenment I guess...I saw. I saw that it wasn't only the humans who had done this...it was me...I'd been the one who had betrayed the forest...going with the desires of the flesh than the desires of the forest. The old part of me rebelled against this...it wasn't fair! Why should I have to sacrifice what I want, I'd never asked for this responsibility! But that wasn't the point...was it? I had been given the responsibility...the Pokémon who had lost their lives had trusted me to look after the forest for them...that had been my purpose...to be selfless for them. I would have laughed at the sheer hilarity of it...I had wasted my life blaming the humans...when I could have just made the best of it for me and the Pokémon I was meant to guard. But that didn't matter did it...this was the end of my story, to die as a traitor whilst the forest burnt to the ground.
Of course...it wasn't going to be that easy, apparently there was still a part of me that wouldn't let it end like this...I wasn't meant to die like this, I was meant to die a hero, not a damn failure. Even if this was the last thing I could do...I had to do this... so that I could die knowing that I was a hero. Heh, maybe there was an old part of me that was useful. With my mind I searched for my body, and was actually pretty worried at how hard it was to fine even a part of it...I'd been really close to dying that time...god I was such a damn pussy. Almost letting a measly firestorm put an end to me. I'd sussed out why I'd lost all my power, I was definitely in one of Arceus' damn tests, and I'd be damned if I'd die due to one of his little games. I felt my arm grasp at the ground weakly, and my heavily eyelids pry themselves open slowly, and soon I could see through them...but even that little thing had taken way too much effort. It was going to be to lift that amount of water. But then, I remembered who I was doing this for...for all of the creature's of the forest who I'd failed...and I forced myself clumsily to my feet, until I was shakily standing up, and staring intently at the lake for the second time.
This was going to be my retribution, how I was going to save the forest and its inhabitants...how I was going to make every single one of them live the full life that they deserved. And if they wanted to celebrate me as a hero...they could...but I could live with knowing I'd done my bit. Putting both hands forward, I delved into my the force that held my life dwindling life together, and grabbed hold of it...I was going to have to use all of it to do this. But it didn't matter. I commanded the water to move it, and it immediately did, propelling itself upward at a much faster pace than I'd expected...but I could cope, if this would save my soul then it was worth it. A droplet of crimson blood dripped from the corner of my eye as the great sphere reached its peak, but if I'd spared it more than an idol thought it would have ended right there. As fast as possible, my arms moved in a hexagonal motion, which the lake copied, swirling into a shape that mirrored the area the fire covered...and then it was all over.
"Goodbye..." I muttered to the lake, before relinquishing my hold on it and letting it descend like a waterfall from the heavens, and with that...I hit the floor...
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The Pokémon of the forest had gathered in fear at the great oak, where the Legendary Lord of Time Celebi once slept, feeling that it was the only safe place left. But then, behind the smoke...something beautiful could be seen, a surface of heavenly water hovered above the forest...none of them had the mind-power required to understand what was going on...but they all stood in awe at the gift from the heavens. Amidst all of the Pokémon however, a boy also stood again the trunk of the tree, staring up in wonder...in his arms a peculiar coloured Roserade lay, injured by alive, both gazing up. She knew who was behind this... but there was no need for words at the moment...and as it descended towards the ground...she could have sworn there was a small cry from somewhere in the forest...but she could have just as easily imagined it...
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"Legends tell of how a single Pokémon stopped the great fire, Celebi though was never seen again, but many choose to believe that it lives in the forest, it is said that upon its death it gave its life to allow the forest to recover," The teacher smiled slightly at the thought, but of course, that sort of rubbish was only to make the kids happy. The school bell chimed, and Rose sighed as another uneventful school day ended...Chapter End Notes:Yeah, I managed to fit it in...but I'm literally about to leave for Dartmoor, so sorry that it isn' the best I could have done but I'm just happy that I've completed this. Wish me luck on the expedition (or not) 8
Cutting through the sky like a blade I descended into the smoke as fast as I dared, in the general direction of the lake...it seemed the most obvious course of action, fire's natural enemy is water, and I was going to need a whole lot of it. The lick of the flames sent fear through my body, but as the heat started to sear my skin the lake appeared below me, and around it, apparently the only part of the forest which wasn't covered in smoke. Fortunately, I flew into the clearing without getting too severely burnt, leaving me at pretty much full strength to take the behemoth of a task that lay before me...lifting up a lot of water at once. Gazing into the sapphire depths, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, not just because Roserade was nowhere to be seen...but because I was about to destroy perhaps the highlight of the forest. But it was just one of those things that I had to do, and hope that nobody would blame me for it, sure they might think of another way that I could have done this, but they weren't the ones who was in the middle of a bloody firestorm.
"Right then...up we go," I muttered, spurring myself on. Digging into the depths of my mind, I brought forth all the power that I could muster, and felt it course through my body, and like a drug it immediately made me feel amazing...making me feel like I could do anything. I smiled, brimming with confidence, I was going to do this and the whole world would sing my name. I could imagine my eyes turning a mysterious emerald as I poured my psychic energy into the lakes, forcing it to go up. And then I came across quite possibly the strangest feeling ever...I was...connected with the lake? I can only speculate and say that I'd given it so much of my energy that it was as if we were one entity...I knew that trees were alive, but this...this was something else. It knew what I was trying to do, and also knew that it was the only way...it knew that it was going to cease existing in a few moments...yet it was fully resigned to its fate...and in fact, it was encouraging me to do it. Strange.
The mass, of apparently living water, began to rise before my piercing gaze, but even lifting it up by a few metres was killing me, my head felt like a Mankey was going ape in it and moisture already drenched my body...but it was still going up, and as long as it kept doing that, everything would be okay. I could imagine it being a fairly amusing sight...a small creature standing before a huge sphere of crystal water, but I prefer to see it as purely awesome, well that was pretty much all that was keeping me going. The thought of glory. But then suddenly, the floor sped up to meet me as I collapsed, suddenly drained of pretty much all my energy...there had been no reason for it, the ball of water plummeted back into the crater, sending spray stampeding through the area. I just lay there. Panting heavily for breath. Confused. Angry....Scared...in the middle of a hurricane of fire. Slowly...my eyelids began to close, no matter how hard I thought them they continued on their downward journey until they shut...leaving me blind. Unable to watch as I faced my death...like the humans used to punish a traitor...I...had failed.
But as I felt my body die...my mind shone brighter than ever...and I felt...so much...the erratic heartbeats of the Pokémon as they scuttled away from their deaths...the pain of the trees as the fire laid waste to their bodies...the land I was sworn to protect slowly dying all because of the humans. But then, in this moment of...well...enlightenment I guess...I saw. I saw that it wasn't only the humans who had done this...it was me...I'd been the one who had betrayed the forest...going with the desires of the flesh than the desires of the forest. The old part of me rebelled against this...it wasn't fair! Why should I have to sacrifice what I want, I'd never asked for this responsibility! But that wasn't the point...was it? I had been given the responsibility...the Pokémon who had lost their lives had trusted me to look after the forest for them...that had been my purpose...to be selfless for them. I would have laughed at the sheer hilarity of it...I had wasted my life blaming the humans...when I could have just made the best of it for me and the Pokémon I was meant to guard. But that didn't matter did it...this was the end of my story, to die as a traitor whilst the forest burnt to the ground.
Of course...it wasn't going to be that easy, apparently there was still a part of me that wouldn't let it end like this...I wasn't meant to die like this, I was meant to die a hero, not a damn failure. Even if this was the last thing I could do...I had to do this... so that I could die knowing that I was a hero. Heh, maybe there was an old part of me that was useful. With my mind I searched for my body, and was actually pretty worried at how hard it was to fine even a part of it...I'd been really close to dying that time...god I was such a damn pussy. Almost letting a measly firestorm put an end to me. I'd sussed out why I'd lost all my power, I was definitely in one of Arceus' damn tests, and I'd be damned if I'd die due to one of his little games. I felt my arm grasp at the ground weakly, and my heavily eyelids pry themselves open slowly, and soon I could see through them...but even that little thing had taken way too much effort. It was going to be to lift that amount of water. But then, I remembered who I was doing this for...for all of the creature's of the forest who I'd failed...and I forced myself clumsily to my feet, until I was shakily standing up, and staring intently at the lake for the second time.
This was going to be my retribution, how I was going to save the forest and its inhabitants...how I was going to make every single one of them live the full life that they deserved. And if they wanted to celebrate me as a hero...they could...but I could live with knowing I'd done my bit. Putting both hands forward, I delved into my the force that held my life dwindling life together, and grabbed hold of it...I was going to have to use all of it to do this. But it didn't matter. I commanded the water to move it, and it immediately did, propelling itself upward at a much faster pace than I'd expected...but I could cope, if this would save my soul then it was worth it. A droplet of crimson blood dripped from the corner of my eye as the great sphere reached its peak, but if I'd spared it more than an idol thought it would have ended right there. As fast as possible, my arms moved in a hexagonal motion, which the lake copied, swirling into a shape that mirrored the area the fire covered...and then it was all over.
"Goodbye..." I muttered to the lake, before relinquishing my hold on it and letting it descend like a waterfall from the heavens, and with that...I hit the floor...
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The Pokémon of the forest had gathered in fear at the great oak, where the Legendary Lord of Time Celebi once slept, feeling that it was the only safe place left. But then, behind the smoke...something beautiful could be seen, a surface of heavenly water hovered above the forest...none of them had the mind-power required to understand what was going on...but they all stood in awe at the gift from the heavens. Amidst all of the Pokémon however, a boy also stood again the trunk of the tree, staring up in wonder...in his arms a peculiar coloured Roserade lay, injured by alive, both gazing up. She knew who was behind this... but there was no need for words at the moment...and as it descended towards the ground...she could have sworn there was a small cry from somewhere in the forest...but she could have just as easily imagined it...
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"Legends tell of how a single Pokémon stopped the great fire, Celebi though was never seen again, but many choose to believe that it lives in the forest, it is said that upon its death it gave its life to allow the forest to recover," The teacher smiled slightly at the thought, but of course, that sort of rubbish was only to make the kids happy. The school bell chimed, and Rose sighed as another uneventful school day ended...Chapter End Notes:Yeah, I managed to fit it in...but I'm literally about to leave for Dartmoor, so sorry that it isn' the best I could have done but I'm just happy that I've completed this. Wish me luck on the expedition (or not) 8