Zup
11th April 2003, 08:43 PM
Legends May Come True
The Plight of Hoenn
Deoxys grinned evilly. Around him was millions of light years of nothingness...A blip in space. The nearest stars were far, far away. This was Deoxys' bubble of space, the space that he "owned". Well, technically, no one owned anything in space. They used to, Deoxys mused. Those stupid pokemon, what fools they had been. Mew, Celebi, Articuno, the whole lot of 'em. They figured that they could own a bit of his universe. The universe that the creator, Jirachi, gave to him! Imagine! Well, he showed them. After the many duels, he banished the pokemon to Earth, a smidgeon of a planet. Mew and Celebi decided that they had to do something. The Lati's predicted that the only way for them to win was to create three species of creatures. Celebi set upon a project to create plants. Mew started creating creatures called pokemon. Jirachi saw that this was all very good, and blessed the outcasts with superior powers to those of all the pokemon. Jirachi also decided to give them a chance...a small chance. Jirachi created the first two humans. They would multiply, grow, learn, adapt. They were the ones who started capturing pokemon. All a part of Jirachi's great plan.
Curse that plan, Deoxys thought. Deoxys had somehow violated a sacred right, a right given to all the original pokemon, and that violation caused Jirachi to turn it's back on him. She encompassed him in a space bubble, and his power dwindled. Then, after all of this, Jirachi became quiet. It fell asleep. Deoxys had sent a special virus (causing his nickname) that put Jirachi into everlasting sleep. He felt confident enough now, that this bubble could be destroyed. It would take a great deal of energy, but that would be fine. The prophecies foretold that. But of course, as the official prophecy writer, he had written that, hadn't he? Ingeniously, he started planning his takeover of the Human filled world, still grinning horribly.
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Zaccur woke with a start, cold sweat glistening on his forehead. He had that dream yet again. It just couldn't possibly be true. He was supposed to be a Pokemon Trainer! He could handle himself for goodness sakes! Why did this scare him so much?
Zac went over each dream in his mind. In each one he was a different legendary pokemon. The thoughts that crossed his mind were ancient, disturbing thoughts.
(As Mew)
Jirachi, no! My beloved Creation! How dare they even try to tame them! It just isn't fair, Jirachi! Why do I have to sit here and take this? Please, please let make take them out!
(As Celebi)
What the...What are they doing! Jirachidammit! They're eating my plants! Damn them to Deoxys' cell! How dare they eat my plants! I've slaved over those things for over a hundred years, just to watch them tear them apart?!?! Damn them!
(As Latias)
So close...Brother! Brother! Deoxys will escape! You guard the portal, I'll protect the beloved world. Oh no! Mew and Celebi have woken up! Armageddon, here we go!
Zac had this dream so many times, each in a different order, but exactly the same. They wouldn't go out of his head. He found himself repeating the thoughts in school even! He was on the verge of being suspended for profanity.
"Oh well," he told himself. "In five days, I'm outta here anyways. I'm allowed to take a pokemon and journey the world. Maybe some Hoenn air is what I need. I just have to get out of stupid Verdanturf. Sigh."
"ZACCCCCC!" His mom called. "I'm going to work, do you need a ride to school today, or is Dad taking you?"
"Dad will, Mom!" Zac yelled. His Mom worked at Lilycove Department store, and since she flew everyday on her Doduo, she got there in no time. His Dad loved his job as a Jr. Trainer at Wattson's gym. Wattson had even told his Dad that when he retired, Kirk (Zac's Dad) would take over. Not to mention that the Hoenn School Of Pokemon Training was on the way to Wattson's gym. Zac normally walked with his Dad half way to work, before turning off at the school.
This gave Zac the chance to train his one pokemon, a pokemon given to him at age 10 (he was now 14, at 15 you could get your exploring liscense in Hoenn) This pokemon was his only friend in the school (he wasn't too popular) and he felt that a Girafarig fit him well. It was a cool pokemon, and was semi-rare.
Little did Zac know that his Girafarig, five other pokemon, fifteen legendarys, and one prophecy, the only prophecy written by Jirachi, would change his life.
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When the Sapphire holds six of the Cat, and the Evil has begun, The Magic Five will arise and come to him.
When the Gold holds six of the Fairy, and the Evil has begun, The Colorful Five will arise and come to him.
When the Red hold six of the One, and the Evil has begun, The Legendary Five will arise and come to him.
Red is burnt, Gold is a savior, Sapphire is manly. Let the Prophecy commence!
The Plight of Hoenn
Deoxys grinned evilly. Around him was millions of light years of nothingness...A blip in space. The nearest stars were far, far away. This was Deoxys' bubble of space, the space that he "owned". Well, technically, no one owned anything in space. They used to, Deoxys mused. Those stupid pokemon, what fools they had been. Mew, Celebi, Articuno, the whole lot of 'em. They figured that they could own a bit of his universe. The universe that the creator, Jirachi, gave to him! Imagine! Well, he showed them. After the many duels, he banished the pokemon to Earth, a smidgeon of a planet. Mew and Celebi decided that they had to do something. The Lati's predicted that the only way for them to win was to create three species of creatures. Celebi set upon a project to create plants. Mew started creating creatures called pokemon. Jirachi saw that this was all very good, and blessed the outcasts with superior powers to those of all the pokemon. Jirachi also decided to give them a chance...a small chance. Jirachi created the first two humans. They would multiply, grow, learn, adapt. They were the ones who started capturing pokemon. All a part of Jirachi's great plan.
Curse that plan, Deoxys thought. Deoxys had somehow violated a sacred right, a right given to all the original pokemon, and that violation caused Jirachi to turn it's back on him. She encompassed him in a space bubble, and his power dwindled. Then, after all of this, Jirachi became quiet. It fell asleep. Deoxys had sent a special virus (causing his nickname) that put Jirachi into everlasting sleep. He felt confident enough now, that this bubble could be destroyed. It would take a great deal of energy, but that would be fine. The prophecies foretold that. But of course, as the official prophecy writer, he had written that, hadn't he? Ingeniously, he started planning his takeover of the Human filled world, still grinning horribly.
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Zaccur woke with a start, cold sweat glistening on his forehead. He had that dream yet again. It just couldn't possibly be true. He was supposed to be a Pokemon Trainer! He could handle himself for goodness sakes! Why did this scare him so much?
Zac went over each dream in his mind. In each one he was a different legendary pokemon. The thoughts that crossed his mind were ancient, disturbing thoughts.
(As Mew)
Jirachi, no! My beloved Creation! How dare they even try to tame them! It just isn't fair, Jirachi! Why do I have to sit here and take this? Please, please let make take them out!
(As Celebi)
What the...What are they doing! Jirachidammit! They're eating my plants! Damn them to Deoxys' cell! How dare they eat my plants! I've slaved over those things for over a hundred years, just to watch them tear them apart?!?! Damn them!
(As Latias)
So close...Brother! Brother! Deoxys will escape! You guard the portal, I'll protect the beloved world. Oh no! Mew and Celebi have woken up! Armageddon, here we go!
Zac had this dream so many times, each in a different order, but exactly the same. They wouldn't go out of his head. He found himself repeating the thoughts in school even! He was on the verge of being suspended for profanity.
"Oh well," he told himself. "In five days, I'm outta here anyways. I'm allowed to take a pokemon and journey the world. Maybe some Hoenn air is what I need. I just have to get out of stupid Verdanturf. Sigh."
"ZACCCCCC!" His mom called. "I'm going to work, do you need a ride to school today, or is Dad taking you?"
"Dad will, Mom!" Zac yelled. His Mom worked at Lilycove Department store, and since she flew everyday on her Doduo, she got there in no time. His Dad loved his job as a Jr. Trainer at Wattson's gym. Wattson had even told his Dad that when he retired, Kirk (Zac's Dad) would take over. Not to mention that the Hoenn School Of Pokemon Training was on the way to Wattson's gym. Zac normally walked with his Dad half way to work, before turning off at the school.
This gave Zac the chance to train his one pokemon, a pokemon given to him at age 10 (he was now 14, at 15 you could get your exploring liscense in Hoenn) This pokemon was his only friend in the school (he wasn't too popular) and he felt that a Girafarig fit him well. It was a cool pokemon, and was semi-rare.
Little did Zac know that his Girafarig, five other pokemon, fifteen legendarys, and one prophecy, the only prophecy written by Jirachi, would change his life.
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When the Sapphire holds six of the Cat, and the Evil has begun, The Magic Five will arise and come to him.
When the Gold holds six of the Fairy, and the Evil has begun, The Colorful Five will arise and come to him.
When the Red hold six of the One, and the Evil has begun, The Legendary Five will arise and come to him.
Red is burnt, Gold is a savior, Sapphire is manly. Let the Prophecy commence!