Luca looked over at Jerry, who was sprawled on the ground, muttering something about how asphault tastes. Luca was about to go over and help him get up, but was interrupted by a quiet noise. A noise that sounded like...crying.
Curious, Luca followed the noise to the biggest house in Virbank City, the one where someone called the gym leader used to live. Luca had no idea what made this gym leader person so special. They trained pokemon to fight with other trainers, only to be beaten by anyone that passes through the town. Being a gym leader must be pretty depressing, Luca thought. He was snapped back to his senses by the sound of more sobbing coming from inside.
He stepped into the house and saw a familiar shape sitting in the back room. It was Penelope, crying over the hat she always carried with her. "Hello, Luca," she said, turning toward him.
"Hey, you were great back there," Luca replied, "Andromeda's jut a bit sour sometimes."
Penelope continued to stare at Luca. "Thanks, It's just..." She turned her gaze back to her hat, "Sometimes I wish Ben was still around. I remember how he would wrap his arms around me and tell me how...how much I meant to him."
Before the humans were eradicated, Penelope travelled from region to region with a boy named Ben. Ben was a great trainer, the kind who always cheered his pokemon on in a fight and was willing to put himself in harm's way to help them. He had found Penelope as an Azurill in Sinnoh, and from then on they were as close as a trainer and their pokemon could be. As such, it was a very sad day when Ben was taken away by Oblivion. The memories of that day still lingered in her mind.
Luca looked down at the ground, unsure of what to say. He had heard that he was bred in captivity, but his trainer had died before he'd hatched.
Penelope got up and turned toward him. "It's okay, Luca. You don't need to say anything. I may not have him anymore, but I still have you, and Audrey, and my books." She gestured towards the large bookshelf against the wall.
"Now come on, help me find a good one."
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Chapter Four: Remembrance
Castle Oblivion loomed over Unova, a warning to all who would dare to stand against the empire's might. Once the fortress for a group of humans who called themselves Team Plasma, it had been seized early on in Vladislav's conquests, acting as the base of operations ever since. The castle was nigh-invincible, fortefied with immensely thick walls and guarded by thousands of powerful pokemon ready to lay down their lives for the empire.
Louis and Raymond passed through numerous checkpoints on their way into the castle. Being built atop a mountain, the checkpoints were the only way to get to the castle, adding yet another strategic advantage. After being identified a total of nine times, the doors of the fortress swung open and the two operatives were allowed entry. With unusual agility, Louis ascended the interior walls and climbed into a hidden chamber. His own fortress of solitude, the chamber once belonged to another Zoroark, so it accomodated Louis perfectly. He stepped in, his eyes falling upon a familiar silhouette.
"Another success, Sweetie?"
Standing in the center of the room was Celes, a Gothitelle that had become quite attached to Louis ever since the Empire found him. She stood taller than most of her kind, and had a sweet high-pitched voice that made most male pokemon bend to her whim. Louis just glared at her, immune to her feminine charm. "It disturbs me that you think of this ongoing slaughter as normal, Celes," Louis retorted, his gaze never faltering, "don't you treat anything like it has magnitude?"
"Of course I do, Sweetie," Celes chuckled, sauntering right into Louis' arms, "but you keep on pushing me away."
Louis shoved her off, then turned away. "You're just like that spoiled little brat Haley," he muttered, "obnoxious, inconsiderate, and above all selfish!"
"Oh, poo," Celes grumbled, "this is about your sister again, isn't it?"
Louis growled. Back when he was a Zorua, Louis had belonged to a trainer whose name has has been lost in time. The trainer was highly competitive, and raised his pokemon to become the most powerful they could. Most of the trainer's other pokemon rejected Louis, all except for one:
His half-sister, whose name he had forgotten.
Both being children of the trainer's Smeargle, Louis and his younger sibling spent lots of time together. He had fond memories of running through the tall grasses of Route 3 with her at his side. Life was good back then, but was cut short by the cruelty of the humans.
Cut short by Haley.
One Summer morning, the trainer's bratty little cousin, Haley, came to town with her parents for her birthday. She went up to Louis' trainer and demanded him to give her one of his pokemon, throwing a huge tantrum until he gave in. Haley ended up giving her Louis, a pokemon he said didn't live up to his expectations. Louis still remembers that moment, when his trainer disowned him and a little girl stole him away from his family. He never forgot his sister's tear-swollen eyes as he was carried off, unable to do anything but cry out.
But that was not the worst of his suffering.
Unlike her cousin, Haley did no know nor care about the needs of her pokemon. She spent her time yelling at Louis to use moves like thundershock and ice beam and kicking him around when he failed.
Louis touched the scar on his neck, a grim reminder of Haley's abuse.
Finally, when he could take no more, Louis fled into the wild, where he evolved and eventually joined Oblivion. He carried out numerous raids and assassinations, all motivated by one thing: revenge. One night, he got his wish, and brutally attacked Haley in her own home, leaving her to die a slow and painful death. When he heard about the Unova Alliance, he was shocked. Why would any pokemon work to bring back those terrible humans, he wondered. Do they like being enslaved and forced to fight for their trainer's entertainment? Although he was an assassin,Louis didn't like hurting other pokemon. There was only one reason he even involved himself with the horrible UA:
They had his sister.
Louis turned back towards Celes, fire blazing in his eyes. "Say what you want about her, but she's the only one who I hold close, the only person I have left. I will find her, no matter what I have to do.
Celes frowned at Louis, then turned around and disappeared without a sound.
Louis and Raymond passed through numerous checkpoints on their way into the castle. Being built atop a mountain, the checkpoints were the only way to get to the castle, adding yet another strategic advantage. After being identified a total of nine times, the doors of the fortress swung open and the two operatives were allowed entry. With unusual agility, Louis ascended the interior walls and climbed into a hidden chamber. His own fortress of solitude, the chamber once belonged to another Zoroark, so it accomodated Louis perfectly. He stepped in, his eyes falling upon a familiar silhouette.
"Another success, Sweetie?"
Standing in the center of the room was Celes, a Gothitelle that had become quite attached to Louis ever since the Empire found him. She stood taller than most of her kind, and had a sweet high-pitched voice that made most male pokemon bend to her whim. Louis just glared at her, immune to her feminine charm. "It disturbs me that you think of this ongoing slaughter as normal, Celes," Louis retorted, his gaze never faltering, "don't you treat anything like it has magnitude?"
"Of course I do, Sweetie," Celes chuckled, sauntering right into Louis' arms, "but you keep on pushing me away."
Louis shoved her off, then turned away. "You're just like that spoiled little brat Haley," he muttered, "obnoxious, inconsiderate, and above all selfish!"
"Oh, poo," Celes grumbled, "this is about your sister again, isn't it?"
Louis growled. Back when he was a Zorua, Louis had belonged to a trainer whose name has has been lost in time. The trainer was highly competitive, and raised his pokemon to become the most powerful they could. Most of the trainer's other pokemon rejected Louis, all except for one:
His half-sister, whose name he had forgotten.
Both being children of the trainer's Smeargle, Louis and his younger sibling spent lots of time together. He had fond memories of running through the tall grasses of Route 3 with her at his side. Life was good back then, but was cut short by the cruelty of the humans.
Cut short by Haley.
One Summer morning, the trainer's bratty little cousin, Haley, came to town with her parents for her birthday. She went up to Louis' trainer and demanded him to give her one of his pokemon, throwing a huge tantrum until he gave in. Haley ended up giving her Louis, a pokemon he said didn't live up to his expectations. Louis still remembers that moment, when his trainer disowned him and a little girl stole him away from his family. He never forgot his sister's tear-swollen eyes as he was carried off, unable to do anything but cry out.
But that was not the worst of his suffering.
Unlike her cousin, Haley did no know nor care about the needs of her pokemon. She spent her time yelling at Louis to use moves like thundershock and ice beam and kicking him around when he failed.
Louis touched the scar on his neck, a grim reminder of Haley's abuse.
Finally, when he could take no more, Louis fled into the wild, where he evolved and eventually joined Oblivion. He carried out numerous raids and assassinations, all motivated by one thing: revenge. One night, he got his wish, and brutally attacked Haley in her own home, leaving her to die a slow and painful death. When he heard about the Unova Alliance, he was shocked. Why would any pokemon work to bring back those terrible humans, he wondered. Do they like being enslaved and forced to fight for their trainer's entertainment? Although he was an assassin,Louis didn't like hurting other pokemon. There was only one reason he even involved himself with the horrible UA:
They had his sister.
Louis turned back towards Celes, fire blazing in his eyes. "Say what you want about her, but she's the only one who I hold close, the only person I have left. I will find her, no matter what I have to do.
Celes frowned at Louis, then turned around and disappeared without a sound.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Chapter Three: Life in the Shadows
A shadowy figure creeped through the shadows of Lacunosa town. Nearby, a group of UA troopers stood listening to thier leader, an Abomasnow named Mortecai, rattle off thier plan to attack the Oblivion encampment on Villiage Bridge. The figure listened intently, taking in Mortecai's every word. Finally, Mortecai walked away from his cheering followers,
And right into a carefully prepared trap...
No sooner was Mortecai out of sight then a black claw tore across his neck. Reeling, Mortecai looked up and saw the face of his assailant. He was a Zoroark with red bandolier, indicating that he was one of Oblivion's soldiers. However, there was something different about him. his expression told of anguish and sorrow, as if the killing hurt him. The last words Mortecai heard befor blacking out were "I'm sorry," whispered by his attacker.
His name was Louis.
Louis stood over Mortecai's corpse for a moment, deep in thought. "Why did the war have to go on like this?" he wondered, "Why are we forced to kill each other like this?" "Are we really any better than the humans we overthrew?" His contemplation was interrupted by the sudden appearance of his teammate, Raymond the Emolga, who promptly descended from his perch and landed at Raymond's feet.
"Now that he's gone, this division of the rebels is hosed." Raymond said, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and slipping them on, "No more yeti sightings here."
Louis continued to stare down at Mortecai's body. Unlike Raymond, he struggled with the idea of killing other pokemon, even if they did sympathize with those accursed humans. Louis slowly turned around, taking one last look at the death he had brought, and leaped onto the rooftop.
And right into a carefully prepared trap...
No sooner was Mortecai out of sight then a black claw tore across his neck. Reeling, Mortecai looked up and saw the face of his assailant. He was a Zoroark with red bandolier, indicating that he was one of Oblivion's soldiers. However, there was something different about him. his expression told of anguish and sorrow, as if the killing hurt him. The last words Mortecai heard befor blacking out were "I'm sorry," whispered by his attacker.
His name was Louis.
Louis stood over Mortecai's corpse for a moment, deep in thought. "Why did the war have to go on like this?" he wondered, "Why are we forced to kill each other like this?" "Are we really any better than the humans we overthrew?" His contemplation was interrupted by the sudden appearance of his teammate, Raymond the Emolga, who promptly descended from his perch and landed at Raymond's feet.
"Now that he's gone, this division of the rebels is hosed." Raymond said, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and slipping them on, "No more yeti sightings here."
Louis continued to stare down at Mortecai's body. Unlike Raymond, he struggled with the idea of killing other pokemon, even if they did sympathize with those accursed humans. Louis slowly turned around, taking one last look at the death he had brought, and leaped onto the rooftop.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Chapter Two: Among Ruin
Luca closed his eyes to shield himself from the massive explosion of dust, the one thought going through his mind being "what the Arceus was that?" There's no way that Audrey's fireworks could've done that. It was either an attack by Oblivion or the even more unpleasant option.
The recruits were unlucky enough to be faced with the latter...
Standing before them was the pokemon that every UA recruit knew and feared. A pokemon strong enough to take them all on and still come out on top. The one who had created the Unova Alliance. Andromeda the Lucario. "Just what do you think you're doing?" She snarled, her piercing blue eyes glaring down at the recruits, "get out of my way."
"Well what if we don't want to, Lady?" Lenny called back, before knocked across the pavement by an aura sphere in the chest. Andromeda gazed over the rest of the recruits with an icy glare, then dashed past them all, mumbling something about how they would never understand.
Andromeda bounded up to the top of the easternmost oil rig. This was her favorite place in the encampment, where she could sit and contemplate with the ocean as her only companion. Andromeda had a dark secret. One that would destroy her if anyone found out.
Andromeda was human.
She wasn't completely sure how she had become a Lucario, but once it had happened, everything changed. She could no longer communicate with other humans, and was powerless to protect them against Oblivion, even with her immense strength and speed. Before all this had happened, Andromeda had been like any other trainer. She travelled from region to region, catching and training her pokemon to one day fulfill her dream of becoming a pokemon contest master. Those sweet memories were still fresh in her mind, and any reminders of them were painful to her. Now, she was alone.
"You still want the old times, don't you."
Andromeda turned around and saw her only friend, Terry the Blaziken, standing over her. Terry was only a Torchic when the two had first met. He had been her first pokemon, and the two had many adventures together. Terry had lost his left arm fighting off an Oblivion attack, but still remained loyal to his former trainer. "It's definitely going to be hard to return to the human world after the war," he continued, "How will your old friends react to you when you come back to them as a pokemon?"
"I'll find a way to change back," she called back, but there wasn't much confidence in her voice. She had no idea how she became a Lucario. How could she become human again? And what about the recruits? What will they do when they realize thier leader was a human this whole time? There were dozens of questions that still remained unanswered, but Andromeda knew she had to figure them out. But how could she?
The recruits were unlucky enough to be faced with the latter...
Standing before them was the pokemon that every UA recruit knew and feared. A pokemon strong enough to take them all on and still come out on top. The one who had created the Unova Alliance. Andromeda the Lucario. "Just what do you think you're doing?" She snarled, her piercing blue eyes glaring down at the recruits, "get out of my way."
"Well what if we don't want to, Lady?" Lenny called back, before knocked across the pavement by an aura sphere in the chest. Andromeda gazed over the rest of the recruits with an icy glare, then dashed past them all, mumbling something about how they would never understand.
Andromeda bounded up to the top of the easternmost oil rig. This was her favorite place in the encampment, where she could sit and contemplate with the ocean as her only companion. Andromeda had a dark secret. One that would destroy her if anyone found out.
Andromeda was human.
She wasn't completely sure how she had become a Lucario, but once it had happened, everything changed. She could no longer communicate with other humans, and was powerless to protect them against Oblivion, even with her immense strength and speed. Before all this had happened, Andromeda had been like any other trainer. She travelled from region to region, catching and training her pokemon to one day fulfill her dream of becoming a pokemon contest master. Those sweet memories were still fresh in her mind, and any reminders of them were painful to her. Now, she was alone.
"You still want the old times, don't you."
Andromeda turned around and saw her only friend, Terry the Blaziken, standing over her. Terry was only a Torchic when the two had first met. He had been her first pokemon, and the two had many adventures together. Terry had lost his left arm fighting off an Oblivion attack, but still remained loyal to his former trainer. "It's definitely going to be hard to return to the human world after the war," he continued, "How will your old friends react to you when you come back to them as a pokemon?"
"I'll find a way to change back," she called back, but there wasn't much confidence in her voice. She had no idea how she became a Lucario. How could she become human again? And what about the recruits? What will they do when they realize thier leader was a human this whole time? There were dozens of questions that still remained unanswered, but Andromeda knew she had to figure them out. But how could she?
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Correction Corner
In my last post, I mistakenly called the character Jerry the Turtwig by the name of Lenny several times. I apologize for any confusion. The character is in fact named Jerry. This mistake has arisen from the fact that Jerry was originally called Lenny, but I have since changed the name.
Apologies to all who were confused,
Matt Daley
Apologies to all who were confused,
Matt Daley
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Chapter One: Meet the recruits
Panicked, Luca dashed through the neverending network of tunnels, gasping for breath. Being an Eevee, he was small and fast, but tired out rather quickly. The only thing he could hear was his heart going into overdrive, the noise echoing off the walls of the corridor. Pathway after pathway, Luca bolted through the labyrinth, unsure of where he was going or which way was out. When he could take no more, Luca collapsed on the hard stone ground, hoping that whatever was chasing him would just gobble him up quickly.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
Standing over Luca was the vast red body of Barret the Magmortar, a General in the Oblivion Military. "Soooooo," Barret chuckled, a hideous smile creeping across his huge pink lips, "you thought you could escape me. Were you going to reveal my wherabouts the those brigands you call the Alliance?" Luca tried to get up, but his legs were too weak to hold him for more than a second. He felt the intense heat eminating Barret's arm cannon, which was aimed directly at his head. "now you die by my flames," Barret laughed, "just like your mommy and daddy did".
Luca awoke with a start.
The whole ordeal had been a dream. He was safe inside an Alliance Bunker, his friend Jerry the Turtwig looking at him with a confused expression. "Dude, what in the sweet name of Arceus was all that about?" Jerry yelled, "you were huffing and puffing and really screwing with my beauty sleep!"
"Oh, uh... Sorry about that." Luca stuttered, still somewhat shaken by the nightmare. "I guess you could say my dreams were a tad...creepy."
"Ah, a creepy dream," Jerry replied, "like the one I had the other night about the Mr. Mimes in the hallway. Now let's hoof it. Our morning grub awaits". Jerry had been friends with Luca ever since he found the little Eevee living behind a dumpster in Castelia City. The two traveled across the region together for a few weeks before joining the Unova Alliance. The two had lived on the Alliance's secret camp in Virbank City ever since.
On the way to the mess hall, the two saw that most of the other recruits were already up. Luca was still feeling a bit drowsy until a passing football nearly beaned.
"Hey, Slowpokes," a voice cried out, "pick up your feet and get out of the way. I'm honing my armed combat skills. Luca turned around and saw that the voice belonged to Roy, a stuck-up Marshtomp who was convinced his football was a deadly weapon. Not wanting to hear him rave about his mad skills for the next half-hour, Luca and Jerry high-tailed it for their breakfast of chunky poke-food. Jerry's stomach was grumbling like crazy, loud enough for him not to notice that Luca was standing still, his fluffy tail shaking like crazy. Jerry knew that gesture well, and only one thing could provoke it: Audrey.
Audrey was a Luxio that had been recruited only a few weeks before Luca had, and it was no secret that he liked her. She turned around and saw Luca watching her in the least subtle way possible. "Hi guys," she said in her usual upbeat tone, pretending not to notice Luca ogling her like a prize ribbon.
"H...Hi Ah...Audrey," Luca replied in the tone reserved for when he realized he was making a complete fool of himself, "how are you d...d...doing?"
"Me and Penelope are doing just fine, thank you," Audrey said, gesturing to her Azumarill friend right next to her, "wanna see this new trick we invented? I call it 'the hydraulic rocketeer'". Jerry screamed in protest, but was drowned out by Luca's overwhelming cries of encouragement.
Without further ado, Audrey bounded into the air, a radiant yellow light bristling off her fur. Penelope then fired off a massive jet of water, catching her partner midair. Audrey used the water spout for momentum, flipping off of it and discharging her electricity into a massive firework show.
Then a colossal explosion swept through the clearing...
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
Standing over Luca was the vast red body of Barret the Magmortar, a General in the Oblivion Military. "Soooooo," Barret chuckled, a hideous smile creeping across his huge pink lips, "you thought you could escape me. Were you going to reveal my wherabouts the those brigands you call the Alliance?" Luca tried to get up, but his legs were too weak to hold him for more than a second. He felt the intense heat eminating Barret's arm cannon, which was aimed directly at his head. "now you die by my flames," Barret laughed, "just like your mommy and daddy did".
Luca awoke with a start.
The whole ordeal had been a dream. He was safe inside an Alliance Bunker, his friend Jerry the Turtwig looking at him with a confused expression. "Dude, what in the sweet name of Arceus was all that about?" Jerry yelled, "you were huffing and puffing and really screwing with my beauty sleep!"
"Oh, uh... Sorry about that." Luca stuttered, still somewhat shaken by the nightmare. "I guess you could say my dreams were a tad...creepy."
"Ah, a creepy dream," Jerry replied, "like the one I had the other night about the Mr. Mimes in the hallway. Now let's hoof it. Our morning grub awaits". Jerry had been friends with Luca ever since he found the little Eevee living behind a dumpster in Castelia City. The two traveled across the region together for a few weeks before joining the Unova Alliance. The two had lived on the Alliance's secret camp in Virbank City ever since.
On the way to the mess hall, the two saw that most of the other recruits were already up. Luca was still feeling a bit drowsy until a passing football nearly beaned.
"Hey, Slowpokes," a voice cried out, "pick up your feet and get out of the way. I'm honing my armed combat skills. Luca turned around and saw that the voice belonged to Roy, a stuck-up Marshtomp who was convinced his football was a deadly weapon. Not wanting to hear him rave about his mad skills for the next half-hour, Luca and Jerry high-tailed it for their breakfast of chunky poke-food. Jerry's stomach was grumbling like crazy, loud enough for him not to notice that Luca was standing still, his fluffy tail shaking like crazy. Jerry knew that gesture well, and only one thing could provoke it: Audrey.
Audrey was a Luxio that had been recruited only a few weeks before Luca had, and it was no secret that he liked her. She turned around and saw Luca watching her in the least subtle way possible. "Hi guys," she said in her usual upbeat tone, pretending not to notice Luca ogling her like a prize ribbon.
"H...Hi Ah...Audrey," Luca replied in the tone reserved for when he realized he was making a complete fool of himself, "how are you d...d...doing?"
"Me and Penelope are doing just fine, thank you," Audrey said, gesturing to her Azumarill friend right next to her, "wanna see this new trick we invented? I call it 'the hydraulic rocketeer'". Jerry screamed in protest, but was drowned out by Luca's overwhelming cries of encouragement.
Without further ado, Audrey bounded into the air, a radiant yellow light bristling off her fur. Penelope then fired off a massive jet of water, catching her partner midair. Audrey used the water spout for momentum, flipping off of it and discharging her electricity into a massive firework show.
Then a colossal explosion swept through the clearing...
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Prologue
The Region of Unova was once a grand place, where people and pokemon lived together in harmony. The two worked together to help create a bright and beautiful future for all, a future where everything was perfect.
But that was before Vladislav.
Vladislav, a Darkrai, came to Unova in chains when a group of poachers took him to sell on the black market. In a fit of rage, he killed his captors and fled into the wilds of the region. There, he rallied a massive army of pokemon into a group he called Oblivion. Oblivion devoted itself to one goal: erraticating the humans of Unova. Within weeks, The army of Oblivion had completed many successful conquests, seizing towns and killing any humans that lived there. Any attempts by humanity to resist was futile, as the sheer scale of Oblivion's military could crush whatever stood in the way of Vladislav's ultimate ambition.
Within a year, the armies of Oblivion had seized control of the entire region, and the last humans had all been hunted down and killed. The sounds of the bustling cities replaced by the terrifying cries of Golbats and Skarmorys as they patrolled the air above Unova. Oblivion's huge and powerful military had stopped all attempts to get in or out of Unova, effectively sealing it off from the rest of the world. Vladislav now stood at Oblivion's head, ruling as emporer of Unova.
Yet there was still hope...
Not all of the pokemon in Unova wanted to submit to Vladislav and his massive army. These pokemon called themselves the Unova Alliance, and together they fought to overthrow the tyrannical emporer and return Unova to the way it once was: peaceful and gorgeous, with pokemon living alongside humans in mutual companionship.
News of this eventually reached Vladislav, who has now devoted himself to a new goal, stamping out the Unova Alliance and everything they stand for. This escalated to a full-scale war, a war known as the Pokelypse.
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