Cheren~ Two Years Back “Ahh, the Swanna fly across the evening sky tinted orange with the setting sun.... It’s things like this-- this extraordinary beauty that makes my pure heart flutter like a free-willed Beautifly! Cheren, isn’t it that same for you?”
The buggy Gym Leader turned to me, his arms spread wide and face basking in the evening sun. I just couldn’t hold back the smile forming on my lips. Burgh had apparently gone looking for me, to offer his form of congratulations and advice for my becoming of a Gym Leader. Right now we were standing on Aspertia Lookout, and I was secretly enjoying how sidetracked my poetic friend could get.
Burgh, completely ignoring my lack of an answer, twirled around and started pacing, a look of foreign concentration on his features. “But-- one must take into account the tragic fact of Lenora’s resignation. She, as you know, was the organizer of the Unova World Leaders tournament. Without
The Legend of Black and White: a PoemThe Legend of Black and White: a Poem3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Twin dragons, twin heroes,with opposites alike
Betwixt truth and ideals; the black and the white
Both seeking the world to change with their might.
But a great war erupted, bringing the brothers divide
And the whole of Unova fell to ruin.
With the land lying in waste, the two dragons fought on
Guided by the brothers' brawn
While Unova pleaded for white flags to be drawn
But on the dragons fought, until they were gone
And retreated into the Light and Dark stones.
The heroes vanquished, Unova was left without aid
Towns to rebuild, with debts to be paid
But what better for their pride to be laid?
Though lives were taken, memories fade
Of the ambitions of two foolish rulers.
But mark my words, the legend lives on
Destined to continue some other dawn
Two new heroes will lay each pawn
The dragons again will rise, and choose to serve right or wrong
As the battle for the future of Unova begins afresh.
Now learn from this lesson, aye, don't be a fool
A coward to fight but proud to rule
Pokemon are our LightVolcarona, the shining sunPokemon are our Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gave the world light when it had none
And Rapidash, the flaming steed
Shouldered out weight with blazing speed
Absol, made of darkest night
Warned us of disaster’s might
As Excadrill, with claws of stone
Dug the tunnels to lead our own
And Dragonite, of legends told
Saved stranded sailors since the times of old
Celebi, the traveling maid
Spread peace to cease the restless blade
As Leavanny, in gracious green
Sewed clothes from leaves, the forest queen
And Shaymin, in both Sky and Land
Helped gratitude spread from hand to hand
Togekiss, through times old and gone
Flew to herald the coming dawn
The playful prince, young Manaphy
Connected hearts across the sea
Always, Pokémon have helped us survive
Sharing our shelter, our food, our lives
By our side, faithful and loyal
Doing their part in our ceaseless toil
So take time to thank them for all that they’ve done
For it hasn’t been always that we’ve seen the sun
Arms of the Angels: Chapter II~ Foretelling Snowfall looked out over the decaying wasteland. It was as if all life had been torn from the earth. Blackened trees lay on the ground, torn up by the roots, foul-smelling smoke filled the once-blue sky, and everywhere she dared look, Pokémon were lying, sick, injured, and hopelessly miserable.Arms of the Angels: Chapter II~ Foretelling3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Who in the name of Lord Arceus could have the heart to do this? She thought, her heart going out to all the helpless creatures. Look at all these Pokémon. Their homes have all been destroyed, and it’s impossible to breathe in this smog. They never did anything.
The little Reshiram trudged over the burnt grass, staring in disbelief at the world around her. Her left footpaw struck upon a hard stone. Snowfall stumbled, but caught herself before she hit the ground by digging the claws at her wing-tips into the sickly-smelling dirt. Pushing herself up, she took a swipe at the rock, but missed. As always, her
Sir Aaron's PeaceFrom the glittering stars aboveSir Aaron's Peace2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To the murky depths below
Across the fields of fragrant flowers
I watch compassion grow
But never have I seen a bond
In my centuries being a spirit
Than that of a boy who has my blood
Though he does not brag to wear it
Weaving down twisted paths of Dreams
As they sleep under starlit skies
I enter to say just one thing
That I never did before I died
This boy is brave—and stubborn too
A Guardian both by name and blood
Though he never knew me, I know him well
For many times I have seen him do good
He helped my apprentice learn his last lesson
Then fought to put things right
He doesn’t know I still watch his time
Beyond the world beyond sight
He was willing to give his life
Just as I did before
And I whisper “Thank you,” in his ear
As the moon shines over the starlit shore.
Pokemon World Terms, Slang, and Swearwords ReportArkeben: One of the three religions in the Pokémon world. It is the second most common, and very similar to Arkeon. The only difference is that Arkebens believe that humans did not start the Grand WarPokemon World Terms, Slang, and Swearwords Report3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Arkeon: One of the three religions in the Pokémon world. Arkeon is the most common by a little. Arkuics believe in Arceus
Aroma Trainer: An Aroma Trainer is a person who raises only Grass-types
BattleBall: A popular sport alongside Boccer. A BattleBall game consists of a group of eighteen creatures and three teams. Three humans and three Pokémon are allowed for each side to be on the field at a time. The game is over when time runs out and one team has the most points
Bluecaps: Another name for Team Galactic Grunts, commonly used by those fighting against them
Boltling: A baby Electric-type
BTKO: Battles to the Knock Out is an acronym that is usually found on signs in Pokémon Centers and Doctor
Perfect- A ClemontxSerena Fanfic Bonnie was nine. In a couple of weeks she would be ten, and then she would want nothing to do with Clemont or me anymore. But mostly Clemont. After Ash parted from the group, I chose to stay with Clemont to help him take care of his sister. Keiss knows he needed the help. And I still remembered what Ash said to me as the four of us stood on the dock to say goodbye. He had winked at me and said that we should have lunch together one of these days. So that was it. He was playing games with me when he pretended not to get that I liked him. I never thought him capable of it, but as Alexa said, he probably didn’t want anything holding him down from his dream, and came up with his own way of avoiding it. Back then I couldn’t wait to see Ash again.Perfect- A ClemontxSerena Fanfic1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
But that was four years ago. Before Clemont started looking at me with sadness and longing in his eyes. I suppose he always had, but I must have been too blinded by Ash to notice.
~Red and Yellow~ Pokespe Redone Scene The fight against Lance had escalated to this. The Gym Leaders were being controlled by Team Rocket, Team Rocket was taking orders from the Elite Four, and the Elite Four were out to hunt down the resisting forces at any cost, and all for the sake of a former champion’s deranged dream. Every person and Pokémon were shut up in the cities, their gates guarded by hundreds of Rocket soldiers, and Lance was well on his way to destroying every human in the world that didn’t agree with his opinion. Things were looking bleak for Kanto.~Red and Yellow~ Pokespe Redone Scene2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yellow strolled cautiously through the undergrowth, favouring on her injured leg. The moon shone full above the trees that surrounded the route toward Fuchsia, thick with greenery of the summer months. Yellow glanced around as she walked, startled by every rustle of branches, every murmur of the wind. She had left Blue, Ratty, and Pika sleeping soundly back at camp. She should have been resting too, bu
Celebi's TeachingsIn my life I have learned many thingsCelebi's Teachings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I’ll share them if I may
Feel the autumn’s breeze, the changing leaves
And the beauty of the world each day
There was a time when I knew none of this
The world was without Time, in the dark
I knew not of the beauty of the fresh-fallen snow
Until my world lit up with a spark
I met someone, and determined he stood
To bring the world back into the light
He fought so very hard, against unfathomable odds
But knew the consequence of this fight
For if history was changed, those of the Past
Would be spared from merciless pain
But we, of the Future, would cease to exist
I decided, and thus on the line my life was lain
I fought for a future in which I had no place
If we succeeded I was destined to die
But after we’d won, I saw the rising sun
And now, of all times, I began to cry
I had given my life so that this world
Could live and be led by my wake
Hough my time was up, through my tears
For the first time I saw dawn break
Such a beauti
Grovyle: Dawn of a Thief Our story starts on a moonlit night, many, many years ago. Durallo the Grovyle Chieftain had been walking across the meadow, his three-clawed footpaws treading the grassy ground soundlessly. He had come far, and for all his years as the leader of a peaceful tribe of Grovyle, he was still in fit shape, yet wizened by time. Walking was his favourite pastime, though insignificant it may seem to some. He liked to tramp on, sometimes miles away from his peaceful home, because it gave him the time to think. To think about such things as life, death, and all in between was, to him, very entertaining. And at times he came to an answer, one that had been spelled out right in front of his snout seconds before, had he taken the time to notice. He was bound to come across an answer sometimes. And tonight’s answer showed itself a very strange way.Grovyle: Dawn of a Thief3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A human child, lying hurt in the thicket, caught his attention immediately. At first the Chieftain
Aura Guardian ReportAn Aura Guardian is classified as any person able to control and manipulate aura. They can do the following once trained in the ways of their ancestors:Aura Guardian Report3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Read the emotions and thoughts of others
Slip into memories of other creatures
Sense the location of certain objects
Send thoughts to others
Use the attacks Aura Sphere, Force Palm, Bone Rush and Metal Claw
Send pain to another being or take the pain of another into themselves
Use aura to bring health to another; with great cost to themselves
Send the Spirit outside the body to explore in shades of Aura
Walk in the dreams of others
Being an Auroan has many downsides as well. They include:
Being prone to fever by receiving too many unwelcome emotions
Powers backlash when in danger
Targeted for centuries by those wanting to use the Auroan power for evil
There are several key points that are needed to know in order to fully understand Aura G
Arms of the Angels: Chapter I~ The Silver Deerling Snowfall never knew of her destiny. She never once thought, on her first cold, freezing nights in the snow-blown Lost Land, that she could rise up to become more of a hero than any other dragon in the chronicles of time. She wasn’t your usual hero. She wasn’t a great, sword-wielding warrior or the chief of a mighty army, nor was she the reckless challenger who dove into boiling waters in order to save another. No, she wasn’t any of that. What she did happen to be was a tiny, mewling, baby Reshiram in the frozen Northlands of the Pokémon world. But the one thing that set her apart from all other Pokémon, even those of her own species, was that she was, in fact, blind.Arms of the Angels: Chapter I~ The Silver Deerling3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The dragons that ruled over the Land were of four kinds. There were the kind-hearted Lucario of the kingdom Fiedi, the strong-willed Haxorus of kingdom Auroriis, the valiant Zekrom of kingdom Bellator, and the noble Reshiram of kingdom Reckshire. Both of
Eusine Speaks: Suicune's Recognition I am Eusine, Master of the great Legendary beasts, rider of the north winds, and a world-renowned chaser of legends. That’s what I would have liked to be called, at least, during my many years as a Suicune-fanatic. Let me tell you of a lesson I learned the hard way.Eusine Speaks: Suicune's Recognition2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My hometown is actually Celadon in Kanto, though I spent the majority of my childhood in Ecruteak with my good friend Mortimer, who is now called Leader Morty. We explored every nook and cranny of the Burned Tower, sneaked inside the sacred building to walk the Bellchime Trail at night, and reveled in legends brought to life in either library books or elder’s tales. We both had a dream of catching Suicune, though as we grew into filling Trainer’s shoes, Morty decided to take the offer of Ecruteak Gym Leader.
I, on the other hand, kept to my dream. I chased Suicune far and wide, over several regions, and a few times I saw it. I began to make note of the Water Walker’s pattern. At ti
Pokemon: Paul's Story. Confessions to an Infernape(Note:If you want to see Paul break down crying and find out why he's so mean at the same time, you probably want to read this.)Pokemon: Paul's Story. Confessions to an Infernape3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was around midday at the Professor Oak Laboratory. The sun smiled lazily at the inhabitants of the building through the glass, which was painted colourfully with the hand and paw prints of starting Trainers and their Pokémon. Inside stood two lithe Infernape along with Professor Oak, a renowned Pokémon expert. A little Chimchar climbed nimbly up the male Infernape's shoulders and all around the tough Fire-type. Infernape smiled as it jumped down and into the Professor's arms. Then a familiar cold voice rang in its ears.
"Professor Oak. I'm back." Acting purely upon instinct and reflex, Infernape sprang and Mach Punched the intruder. The tall, purple-haired boy stuck his arm out in a matter of seconds to intercept it. The powerful punching attack came to a halt in the Trainer's palm. They broke away, Infernape wondering ast
.:PMD -Watch the Dawn- poem:.From the point I awoke.:PMD -Watch the Dawn- poem:.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On this strange, open land
I knew not who I was
As I lied on the sand
But someone came to me
I rushed to her aid
And together our Team
Of two had been made
Searching up, searching down
We found no clue
To guide me to my past—who I was
Before my memory blew
Then, things got interesting
Changing every day
A prophecy? Disasters?
I knew not my way.
What I did know, frankly
Was that it was up to us
To lead the world to victory
And end distrust
But in the end, my choice
Was the toughest yet
And in my paws
Balanced regret and regret
I had to choose
Between my wonderful dream
That I had longed for, and hoped for
And fought to achieve
Or I could do the right thing
Go to the Tower of Time
And take my last breath
So that the sun would still shine
I chose to be brave
And walk my fate
While ridding the land
Of senseless hate
Sometimes I wonder
If I was right all along
But when I think that
I watch the dawn
Pokemon Energy Report Life Energy, or Energy is:Pokemon Energy Report3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
•The driving force behind all life on the Pokémon planet.
•The substance that powers all Pokémon’s moves and Abilities, regardless of the Type, size or form.
•The material that makes up Pokémon blood.
•A slivery-white liquid when taken outside the functioning body.
•Held in a small core in the chest area of all living creatures.
•Aura in all forms.
•When Energy is bled from a minor cut it can be seen to float away in small “bubbles,” which drift on the wind toward the sky and eventually dissolve.
•If the circumstances were to turn out that a creature could no longer be allowed to exist, they would be surrounded by these bubbles of Energy and be whisked off to the Spirit World.
•Energy from a creature can be drained and, by use of technology, used for personal gain. This is highly illegal, as it most often results in death of the creature.
•When a Pokémon, or any creature,
Green/Blue Speaks: My One Regret I am Blue of Pallet Town. Yes, the same town that the great Red came from. The town I can no longer face. You see, back in my younger days Red and I were good friends. Rivals. Whatever. We both shared a love for both Pokémon battling and trouble. We got in so much trouble in those days before we were Trainers. But the weight of the guilt I carry now only reminds me that I’ll never see Red again.Green/Blue Speaks: My One Regret2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We were so excited to get an actual Pokémon from Professor Oak, who’s also my grandfather. There were so many sights to see in Kanto, and we wanted to travel to them all. But as we traveled, I began to notice the differences between us for the first time, as if seeing the world had brought them into the light. For starters, while I was busy fulfilling our promise to Gramps by focusing on filling my Pokedex, Red decided that sweeping through the Gyms was more important. Those values were the first of many differences that would
Grovyle's Goodbye “Wait a minute,” whispered Grovyle the Thief to his partner. The girl tensed, looking out over Barren Bluff to find the source of the disturbance. Grovyle took a step away from the Passage of Time, which was glowing on a ledge on top of the cliff. “Something’s not right. Celebi, Juna, stay close.”Grovyle's Goodbye3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Juna tightened her grasp on the bag containing the Time Gears. “Grovyle,” she said in warning, “We can’t stay here. There’s too much at stake if we wait any longer.”
At first the Wood Gecko didn’t respond. Finally he raked the ground with a three-clawed footpaw and whispered, “Dusknoir.”
“Let’s go, then!” said the girl decisively. “There’s no point in waiting around for him to reach us.”
“No. Don’t.” On Celebi’s warning the other two turned
.:Quick Champion Iris Drabble:. Ever since she appeared mysteriously at the Dragon Village nineteen years ago, Iris had been the very heart of the town. She was rescued by Dragon Master Drayden’s Haxorus from the icy waters of Rubus River on Dragon’s Day. Because of this, many from the village claimed that she had been sent from Arceus Himself..:Quick Champion Iris Drabble:.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl was never meant to have survived the river. She had been clinging stubbornly to a rock in the icy waters for four hours, and when she was rescued, I can recall that there seemed no life left inside of her.
But Iris was never one to be shown up at anything. The small three-year-old possessed such a will to live that it seemed as if nothing could have stopped her recovery.
Iris was never really taken to living in town; she much preferred the forest outside of it. She would come back during the day, talking to anyone who would listen about her adventures with the wild Pok
Arms of the Angels: Chapter Five~ The Journey “What did you just say?” asked Snowfall the Reshiram, raising a white eyebrow at her companion, her white coat seeming to glow in the gathering dark.Arms of the Angels: Chapter Five~ The Journey3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ranguvar the Zekrom, confused but retaining his cocky manner, responded bluntly. “Well... I was just saying that you can’t fly, you know, because you’re blind.”
Whether Snowfall was affronted by the statement, Clover didn’t know. The Shaymin was seated on Snowfall’s shoulder, drinking in (and obviously enjoying) Rang’s complete cluelessness with female Pokémon. When it had been just herself and Rang, he competed with her to a fault, neither willing to admit loss. But with a Pokémon like Snowfall, Rang was, and this was plainly obvious to a girl’s perspective, smitten. But like all boys, he had an unusual way of showing it.
“Do you really think that? Because I will bet you that I can beat you in a flying race.”
I am Lucario, and this is my StoryPart OneI am Lucario, and this is my Story3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My life is a song. A song of loss, sacrifice, and discovery within myself. My story is not all sun and sky. There were choices that needed to be made, friends that I had to say farewell to, along with many, many lives lying in the palm of my paws. I had to learn who to trust, and who not to, as quickly as possible in order to survive. Yes, my life is a song. And here's how it goes.
The day I first met my master is one of the earliest memories that I hold. I remember the pain that I was in, suffering from a thousand burns at once. I could sense the creature around me, bandaging my wounds and scalds. I have no knowledge of how long I was in its possession. But when I opened my eyes it was as if I was seeing the world for the first time.
I stood up slowly, weakly, and looked around. I was positioned on a bed of soft leaves in what seemed to be a traveler's camp. And sitting in the shade of the trees with a book in hand was the