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
Tainted Betrayal "It's you."Tainted Betrayal3 years ago in Horror More Like This
"I've known it was you ever since you told me your name."
No, it can't be...
"It was unfortunate that you lost your memory, but it is definitely you."
It isn't true.
With his finger pointed straight at my face, Dusknoir announces, "You are the human partner that traveled into the past with me to capture Grovyle!"
It's a lie. He's trying to mess with my head. Me? Dusknoir's partner? He's the one that tied me, my partner, and Grovyle up and told his Sableye lackeys to rip us to shreds, and now he's saying that I was once on his side? The side that chooses to live in a world of darkness, serving a deity that's lost his sense of reason?
"It's not true," I mutter. "You're lying. You have to be! I-I'm not who you say I am!"
Dusknoir's stare turns cold. "Amnesia or not, you are my partner. Trying to deny it doesn't make it any less true. Grovyle and Celebi are making no attempt to deny it, so why do you insi
Adventures of a Glaceon, Ch 1Part One: Meet the HumansAdventures of a Glaceon, Ch 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Aqua
Boreas yawned as he stared off at the passing riverbanks, bored out of his skull. There was absolutely nothing to do on the small motorboat except being bored. Earlier that day, the excitement of the chase had left no time for boredom, but now that Team Plasma had escaped, Boreas really noticed how long the way back to Driftveil was. He couldn't even play with Black, his trainer, as he was too busy steering the boat. Maybe I should just ask him to return me to my pokéball, thought Boreas, at least I'll be out of the direct sunlight in there.
Boreas sighed and stared at the riverbanks again, but this time something caught his eye. They were passing by a small rock in the river, and on the rock was a very cute Vaporeon, sunning. Her shapely body was covered in blue fur that sparkled in the Sun, her finned tail was about as long as the rest of her body, and when she looked up as the boat passed Boreas saw she had a
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
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,
ExtrasensoryIt came without warning, like an assassination in the night. They had inexplicably begun teasing him, egging him on about his "obvious" crush on the girl. He'd had little luck deciphering their motives. Perhaps for their own sense of entertainment or pleasure, or maybe out of sheer boredom, or maybe they'd had some life-altering revelation that dictated that they make a mockery of his love life, or lack of. This had gone on for months now, and from the beginning their jests had been nothing but an annoyance, comments constructed for the sole purpose of provoking him. As time passed, however, their words slowly worked into his mind like tiny drills, and eventually their lies shifted into his truths. With each passing day, his blushes grew darker, the racing of his heart became more rapid, and his thoughts were more isolated, focused solely on one person.Extrasensory5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Eventually he'd returned home, where he was met with a surprise greeting with the girl. The moment he saw her, everything came full ci
Which Eeveelution Are You? (Redone)Directions: Right now you are an Eevee. Answer these questions to see which Eeveelution you evolve into!!! Answer key is at the bottom. Keep track of which ones you mark though! There will be 20 questions in all. Without farther budew *coghs* ado let the questions begin!Which Eeveelution Are You? (Redone)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
1. Your mom is having a party this evening. You react-
A. As long as I don't have to talk to any of them...
B. Sure. Feeling Neutral .
C. I'm gonna play pranks on the guests!
D. I will enjoy talking to the older guests.
E. I wanna take them swimming!
F. Let's go outside and play.
G. I'm going to my room to hide all day...
H. I'm going to see if Mom will let us bake cookies!!!
2. You are playing outside
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
Arms of the Angels: Chapter III~ The Zekrom Prince Ranguvar wasn’t a normal prince. He was an outcast, torn from his family at a young age by an attack on his home on Mt. Kallika four months ago. In the raid Ranguvar had lost everything. Now, not only did he have no way of knowing where he could find his kin, he had lost all connection as the prince of the Zekrom kingdom of Bellator, where dragons of immense strength held home. He never knew of his destiny, or that the fate of the entire Lost Land would depend on him and two others. He was just a prince. A lost prince.Arms of the Angels: Chapter III~ The Zekrom Prince3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the Skarmory had dropped him many leagues in Keiss knows which direction, he had spent his four months traveling, avoiding the rush of passing Pokémon and staying out of the boundaries between clan and kingdom. At that moment, Ranguvar was stationed in a tight cave high up on a rocky bluff, waiting out a hailstorm.
Rang chewed hungrily at the bones of leftover meals, wishing fervently th
I'll Bet part 1It was a bright and sunny day as Ash, May, Max, and Brock headed for Valero City (made it up). What a great day! May said, stretching in the morning. Everyone else was just starting to get up also. After getting cleaned up Brock made breakfast. Then the four started their five-mile hike to Valero City. The hike was a usual one with May complaining, Max indulged with the pokemon around them, Ash boasting about his latest badge, and Brock walking along silently, keeping a sharp eye for any of the opposite gender that might cross the groups path. As they got closer to the city, they saw a giant city with the contest building straight in front of them.I'll Bet part 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wow! May said, looking out at the city. Posted on a wall, something caught Mays eye. She studied it for a minute and said, Hey! Theres a pokemon contest here in Valero City!
Really? Ash said, studying the poster as well.
Arms of the Angels: Chapter Seven~ Grief Snowfall... thought Ranguvar as he sat in the gloom. It’s too bad I never got to know you better.Arms of the Angels: Chapter Seven~ Grief2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Zekrom looked around at the scene about him. The “Artificial” Pokémon had accumulated a good number of prisoners from their raids. Pokémon of some strength were smote over the head with promises of fortune and praise at the paws of the Humans, and those of wealthy status, along with those who resisted, were chained and carted off to wherever the Verse they were sending the young creatures. Ranguvar neither knew nor cared, as it was his vow to destroy the humans who had destroyed his friend.
The black dragon ground his teeth together, his green eyes set with some determined light as he thought of what he would do to the Artificials if given the chance. There were even whispers of something greater, a destroyer far beyond any recruit, but Rang just didn’t care. He would take out anyone standing in his way to get his revenge. It
Arms of the Angels: Chapter Four~ New Beginnings Ranguvar the Zekrom sped away from the prison, an elated feeling of freedom coursing through his heart. His shoulder, where Clover the Shaymin was stationed, was a black blur along with the rest of Rang’s body as he flew at top speed away from the scene of the breakout.Arms of the Angels: Chapter Four~ New Beginnings3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Clover’s voice, strangely thin, was just barely audible above the roaring of the wind over his ears.
“Rang! Just up ahead here—a couple leagues past that oasis right there—there’s a small wood. I know a Pokémon who can help us!”
Rang still didn’t trust the Shaymin after she had turned him in, but the benefit of the doubt stands to reason, so he complied. Spinning the motor in his tail to an even faster pace, Rang rushed up to the slowly-dispersing woodland, fully intent on traveling further, when it struck him.
A well-aimed Air Slash. Rang felt the attack make a jagged cut in his armour; he changed directions almost instantly and looke
Arms of the Angels: The Final Chapter Who never turned and ran, but stayed?Arms of the Angels: The Final Chapter2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is a warrior born, not made.
The noontime sun was glimmering brightly in the sky as Ranguvar the Zekrom prince flew steadily onward toward the shoreline of Cherrich Bay. According to the Braviary, this stretch of coastline would be the spot that the humans would most likely dock at. Rang watched the ground as he flew, looking for any Artificials or their human masters to teach a lesson to. If there was ever a time to end this war, it was now.
Suddenly Rang spotted a creature running on the ground. The Zekrom was surprised at how quickly he recognized the Pokémon.
”Sunstripe!” Ranguvar shouted from his position in the sky. He swerved quickly down to meet his friend, relieved to see a Pokémon he was familiar with as he traveled toward the army on the
ZenRememberZen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your first smell of perfume.
The blood and vernix wreathed
on the newborn,
and all of those who stare.
The arrow leaves
thrown into harm.
Medicine was discovered
and maybe faith.
Young love is a jealous god.
It is meant
to make you gentle.
She sounds like meditation
and this is all I'll give her.
We are not
The moth knows you are here
is a silly question.
High School Ch. 4Because Gerard and Mikey opted to stay home with their mother instead of returning to school soon after the tragic event happened, Adrian lost a person to walk to history of rock n' roll to. She didn't really mind walking alone, but she was always so lost in her thoughts that she more often than not was late to class.High School Ch. 44 years ago in Drama More Like This
Mikey and Gerard seemed to loom on her mind a lot. No one she had asked had a number for her to call, and she wanted to know if they were alright. They had every right to want to stay home as along as they needed to.
The day after it happened, word quickly got around school that their father had worked in the towers, and that he was missing. Adrian didn't know if she would ever see Mikey or Gerard back in school again.
Frank Iero was also seemingly always on her mind. She'd yet to speak to him, but she would occasionally look over at him to find that he was staring at her. A little wave would cause Frank to jump back to reality, and she's twice seen his cheeks grow to an
XXXXXEven now,XXXXX3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
part of me
in her neck.
Pull it out
and drop it
or keep it
in the back seat
of my car.
Where it can
lay a while
and stare at me.
Part of me
is not afraid
It is far less
than girls with
Dear My Chemical RomanceDear My Chemical Romance:Dear My Chemical Romance3 years ago in Letters More Like This
(Gerard, Mikey, Frank, Ray, Bob and Matt)
Your music taught me:
-Life is a series of emotions; A roller coaster that you should never want to get off.
-Life is worth living.
-Never forget who you are and never let anyone change you.
-Be yourself, stay beautiful and keep it ugly.
-Dream and dream often.
-Love who you are no matter the cost.
And above all;
My Chemical Romance taught me how to cope with what life brings and what death leaves.
Though you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will carry on.
Thanks for everything,
(Killjoy Inked Rose)
Untitled (2)I would never fall in loveUntitled (2)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with another poet
All that fragility
with pieces of glass
Hush HushDark circles are like bruisesHush Hush4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Underneath his brown eyes
And heavy lids won't dare close
Because in a pool of blood she lies
Night after night
It's all the same
A new horror and
Sick twisted game
Hush hush baby
It's just a dream
In your head are all her screams
Trust me sweetie
It is not
Thin red veins looking sore
In the whites of her eyes
Her lashes suddenly flipping up
And biting her lip to silence the cries
Morning after morning
Its all the same
Feeling unrested and bitchy
With something fake to blame
Hush hush baby
You are safe where you lay
Trust me little one
It was not
Something actually done...
Palms barring little crescent moons
Of blushing pink and flaming red
From nails digging into his skin
After seeing someone dead
Dream after dream
They're all different
And still vivid in his head
Another night not well spent
Hush hush baby
Its all right
Come with me and sleep tonight
Trust me sweetheart
It's not real
Stay strongYou tried to -Stay strong4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wake me from my dream
But you failed.
So inside you swept.
Washing the paint
From the walls
Leaving it monochrome.
But you failed.
As I saw colours in the white
That poured in light,
And scales in the black
That gave back life.
You tried to -
Wake me from my dream
But you failed.
hiding for feelings again i hide away, into the nighthiding for feelings again4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
in the shadows of my pain, while i hunt your perfect sight
your body strong, your voice so rough
your eyes so hatefull, but still so soft.
how come you have entered my mind, slowly and silent
creeping up from behind.
i thought i had to hate you
that it was all what i felt
but the thin line between love and hate
strangled me, wrapping itself arround my neck..
i cannot hide in the shade forever.
i know one day i'll have to face
your angry mind again, why wont i see
that you'll never feel anything for me..
accept those things they tell you to feel
i want to show you that i can be real
that i can love and be beloved
i'll promise i'll be
the best lover i can be..
just the way you want me to be..
The Little BatBorn small and black,The Little Bat3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
red eyes and fangs,
fury wings and claws.
Misjudged and feared,
thought to carry rabies.
When all it carried was
a broken heart.
Never came out at day,
not because its nocturnal,
but because its was afraid
to be shunned.
to sense if someone
tries to harm it for
Because its afraid.
The little bat never
why was she hated?
The little bat was sad.
Sad because it was not loved.
The little bat tried to be loved,
but it never worked.
The little bat died broken hearted
Life of an Awesome FrogI had to teach myself how to drive.Life of an Awesome Frog4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now, this may not seem horribly significant to many people, but to me, it is. Especially when you're teaching yourself how to drive to get away from dudes who took your family away from you.
A year after the fires of 2012, my mom was taken by Better Living Industries when they rounded up the entire grocery store. A few days later, my dad was taken when his work offered all of their employees to benefit BL/ind. I can't help but be reminded of the Holocaust. Better Living, taking everyone from their homes to dump them in remodeled major cities across the country, to live out their lives as mindless slaves. At least in this everyone is fed properly and well taken care of. As long as you don't mind being emotionless that is.
They took our parents first. Then we ran. We were all scared shitless, my two littlest sisters, who were 6 and 9, not really understanding what was going on. My oldest little sister, who was 11, mostly understood. My brother was 19,