Wispy Willow
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Hello everyone, welcome to my first fanfic ever. Anyway, Youtuber references aside, this is my first fanfic ever so it's not going to be the very best, like no fanfic ever was, which is why constructive critisism is apreciated. Also, the only reasons that this oneshot is in two parts (a twoshot, if you will) is because A: this is for school and the're rushing me and B: I don't quite know where this is going yet. Also, you probably won't see part two for a while as I am basing the main character's team off my Pearl team and I haven't got to this point in the game yet, and I strive for accuracy. And one more thing before I start: while I did ask @apenpaap if I could make a fic in his universe, this is not it, that will come when I finish this one, which, as I said earlier, could be a while. And now, without further ado, I give you Darkrai's Shadow.
The young boy could barely see in front of him as he ran through the dark forest, the only light coming from the thin sliver of a moon in the sky above. Stopping to wipe sweat from his forehead, he briefly wondered how he had got tangled up in such a mess. He recalled following Marco into the inn behind the Pokémon center, a creepy old man saying he’d been waiting for him and blacking out. Then he woke up very dark clearing, blue lights flashing intermittently around the edges of said clearing, something leaping out at him, which he ran away from, leading to his current situation. But then he heard the sound of rustling branches behind him and reminded himself to keep running, lest he be caught by that… thing that was chasing him.
He had no idea how long it had been chasing him, or how long he had been here, but he knew that if he wanted to survive he had to get away from it. And so his attempt to escape continued.
He thought he could make out faint, whispery voices, but he couldn’t respond, lest doing so break his concentration and send him running into one of the many barely visible trees. He continued to run for who knows how long until he broke through the last few trees and emerged above a steep cliff.
When he saw this, and the fact that there was nowhere left to run, he turned around to face whatever was chasing him. What he saw shocked him. In front of him stood his dad in his usual Sailor outfit but that was not what shocked him. What did were his eyes: the right one was glowing an ominous light blue and the left was an eerie white, both missing pupils.
The boy spoke in a quivering voice: “D-D-Daddy?” He received no response, not even a single movement, from his ‘father.’ This just served to scare the boy even more. Then the image of his father melted before his eyes, and reforming into a black humanoid figure with what looked like a white wisp covering the left half of it’s face, billowing off behind it and a spiky, blood-red collar around it’s neck. The terrified boy backed up at this sight, unintentionally backing off the cliff, but he managed to just barely grab on to the edge before plummeting into the black waters below.
As he looked up and into the creature’s blue eye he asked what he thought would be his last question: “w-what do you w-want with me?”
Surprisingly, it answered with a voice that could be mistaken for a gust of wind “I just wanted to play…” before the boy lost his grip and fell… only to see a blinding flash of green light and, when he opened his eyes, his mother looking down at him.
“Huh… Wha-” he mumbled, but was silenced by his mother’s embrace.
“Oh, Tobias, I thought you’d never wake up! Thank you Arceus, we can’t thank you enough, but thank you!” she cried while giving him a Baretic hug, tears of joy streaming down her face.
“Mom… stop… can’t breathe,” the boy, Tobias, managed to choke out.
“Oh, sorry dear, I was just overjoyed when you woke up after all this time,” his mother said after releasing him.
“How long was I asleep…” he wondered aloud.
“Six weeks, according to you’re mother. It’s good that I brought this Lunar Wing or who knows how long you’d have been asleep,” said an unfamiliar voice.
When Tobias turned to face said voice he saw a Trainer holding a green feather- apparently the ‘Lunar Wing’ he mentioned- and a large green tortoise-like Pokémon with a tree and three spikes on it’s back, a Torterra, looking at him with concern in their eyes.The Trainer wore a blue jacket, unzipped, revealing a white scarf around his neck and a red shirt on underneath, the colour matching that of his hat, which also sported a blue-grey Pokeball logo, which in turn matched the colour of his hair.
The boy was wondering who this person was when his father- his real father, not the illusion from his nightmare- burst in through the door and pushed the Trainer aside, shouting: “Oh, my gosh! You’re awake! Oh, my son… I… I don’t know what to say… Thank you!” He turned to the Trainer. “We’ll never forget you, Alex! Son, seeing you back to normal makes me feel great! I’ve regained my spirit as a Sailor! Come sail with me later, Alex!” He then proceeded to run out the door shouting something about forgetting to tie up his boat.
“…Okay” said the Trainer, apparently named Alex, somewhat puzzled at Tobias’s father’s actions (and how he knew his son had woken up, for that matter,) but he chose to dismiss it for now. “Now, Tobias, I understand it must have been frightening for you but can tell me what happened?” he said to Tobias.
The boy in question looked up at his mother for reassurance as he began his explanation; “I-I remember my friend Marco, we were playing together like we always did after school and he dared me to g-go into the inn behind the Pokémon Centre… I was scared to go in so he went in to show me it was safe… When he didn’t come back for a while I went in after him… But when I went in this creepy old man was there, he said h-he had reservation for me and he dragged me over to a bed and I fell asleep… Then it was like I was in a nightmare but I couldn’t wake up… I saw it… It was a scary dream… It was a dark place… And there was a dark Pokemon… But, Daddy, Mommy… I could hear your voices… It was… Scary but I always knew you were there… Thank you, Mommy…”
After Tobias’ recount everyone was silent for a few minutes thinking about what could have caused Tobias’ six-week long sleep until Alex came to a decision and said; “I don’t know what to make of that… But I think that our best lead is that inn behind the Centre. I’ll check it out; we don’t want anyone else to have to go through what he’s been through” and left, followed by his Torterra.
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“This is the place,” Alex said to himself as he looked at the decrepit old building in front of him. ‘I can understand why that kid didn’t want to go in there’ he thought to himself as he looked at the dark windows, the sagging roof and walls whose paint had peeled off long ago, all of which made the place practically ooze creepy. “Well, no point in standing around here,” he said, trying to reassure himself and the Torterra standing next to him, “let’s get to the bottom of this.”
However, here he was met with a problem: the door would not open, no matter how hard he - or his Torterra - pushed or how many swears he muttered. After an hour of this he gave up and went to the Pokémon Center for a rest, but as he was about to enter he collided with someone he knew all to well. “Barry, what are you doing here?” Alex greeted his rival after recovering from their earlier collision.
“I could ask you the same thing” the blonde-haired teen replied.
“Well, if you really want to know, I’m investigating the inn back there” he gestured towards the corner he had just turned “ because-”
“Wait, don’t tell me, you couldn’t open it” Barry interrupted.
“Yeah, but I don’t see what it has to do with-”
“I came back here because I was curious about it. The way I see it someone could have sealed that door hide treasure or something, been here for a week trying to figure out how to get it.”
"Barry, only you would think like that." Alex sighed. "Now, if you'd stop interrupting me for a few sec-"
“HEEEEY” shouted a voice from behind Alex, who was surprised it WASN'T Barry interupting him. When Alex turned to face the voice he was met with a man in a green delivery boy’s uniform running towards him in a strange manner, panting loudly in an equally strange manner. “Excuse me, do you know where I could find a trainer named Alex around here?” he asked when he had reeched the two teens (and stoped panting.)
“Uh... That’s me,” Alex replied, curious as to why this delivery boy was speaking to him.
“I have received a gift for you. Here you go!” the delivery boy said, before producing a small, pale blue box bound by a pink ribbon seemingly from nowhere, shoving it into Alex’s hands and running off towards the city gate shouting “ONWARD TO MAIL.”
“This day keeps getting weirder and weirder,” Alex muttered. “Well, let’s see what’s inside” he muttered and began to remove the pink ribbon that really did make the little box look like a gift. After unwrapping it he removed the lid and, along with Barry, looked inside.
What they found, however, was an item that did not live up to the way it entered into the plot. Barry, in fact, summed it up nicely with these five words: “That’s it? Just a card?”
The item in question was, as Barry oh-so-helpfuly mentioned, a thin plastic card, about the same size as a Trainer Card.
“Hey, you never know what it could do. For example, this guy once game me an Odd Keystone-” Alex started to reply, but Barry interrupted him yet again.
“You can keep you’re stupid card for all I care,” said the impatient teen, who then stormed inside the Pokémon Center.
“What’s his problem?” Alex wondered, before shrugging it off and looking closer at his new possession. Not much was legible on it, the only readable part being the words: 'Sea Shell Shore Inn Members Card' and below them: 'reservations for two'. Recalling how Barry had wanted to get into the inn, which he assumed was called the Sea Shell Shore Inn, Alex followed him into the Center.
When he saw his friend talking with Nurse Malaria he called him over to one of the few nearby tables that weren’t occupied by other Trainers. “What is it?” he asked when he sat down opposite Alex.
“You remember that card tha-” Alex tried to say, but was interrupted yet again by Barry.
“Yeah, what about it?” he replied, gravity-defying hair standing more on end than usual.
“Well I think that it might be our key to that inn. See, if you’ll look here-”
“You mean you didn’t tell me?” Barry exclaimed.
“It’s kind of hard when you storm off before I have a cha-”
“Whatever, I challenge you to a battle, winner gets the card and whatever treasure’s inside that place”
“It says ‘reservations for’-oh, why do I even bother?” Alex sighed as Barry barged out of the Center, gesturing for him to follow.
To be continued...
Sooo... Read 'n' reveiw an' all that.Dunno why I'm telling you to read it an the end here, but still.
The young boy could barely see in front of him as he ran through the dark forest, the only light coming from the thin sliver of a moon in the sky above. Stopping to wipe sweat from his forehead, he briefly wondered how he had got tangled up in such a mess. He recalled following Marco into the inn behind the Pokémon center, a creepy old man saying he’d been waiting for him and blacking out. Then he woke up very dark clearing, blue lights flashing intermittently around the edges of said clearing, something leaping out at him, which he ran away from, leading to his current situation. But then he heard the sound of rustling branches behind him and reminded himself to keep running, lest he be caught by that… thing that was chasing him.
He had no idea how long it had been chasing him, or how long he had been here, but he knew that if he wanted to survive he had to get away from it. And so his attempt to escape continued.
He thought he could make out faint, whispery voices, but he couldn’t respond, lest doing so break his concentration and send him running into one of the many barely visible trees. He continued to run for who knows how long until he broke through the last few trees and emerged above a steep cliff.
When he saw this, and the fact that there was nowhere left to run, he turned around to face whatever was chasing him. What he saw shocked him. In front of him stood his dad in his usual Sailor outfit but that was not what shocked him. What did were his eyes: the right one was glowing an ominous light blue and the left was an eerie white, both missing pupils.
The boy spoke in a quivering voice: “D-D-Daddy?” He received no response, not even a single movement, from his ‘father.’ This just served to scare the boy even more. Then the image of his father melted before his eyes, and reforming into a black humanoid figure with what looked like a white wisp covering the left half of it’s face, billowing off behind it and a spiky, blood-red collar around it’s neck. The terrified boy backed up at this sight, unintentionally backing off the cliff, but he managed to just barely grab on to the edge before plummeting into the black waters below.
As he looked up and into the creature’s blue eye he asked what he thought would be his last question: “w-what do you w-want with me?”
Surprisingly, it answered with a voice that could be mistaken for a gust of wind “I just wanted to play…” before the boy lost his grip and fell… only to see a blinding flash of green light and, when he opened his eyes, his mother looking down at him.
“Huh… Wha-” he mumbled, but was silenced by his mother’s embrace.
“Oh, Tobias, I thought you’d never wake up! Thank you Arceus, we can’t thank you enough, but thank you!” she cried while giving him a Baretic hug, tears of joy streaming down her face.
“Mom… stop… can’t breathe,” the boy, Tobias, managed to choke out.
“Oh, sorry dear, I was just overjoyed when you woke up after all this time,” his mother said after releasing him.
“How long was I asleep…” he wondered aloud.
“Six weeks, according to you’re mother. It’s good that I brought this Lunar Wing or who knows how long you’d have been asleep,” said an unfamiliar voice.
When Tobias turned to face said voice he saw a Trainer holding a green feather- apparently the ‘Lunar Wing’ he mentioned- and a large green tortoise-like Pokémon with a tree and three spikes on it’s back, a Torterra, looking at him with concern in their eyes.The Trainer wore a blue jacket, unzipped, revealing a white scarf around his neck and a red shirt on underneath, the colour matching that of his hat, which also sported a blue-grey Pokeball logo, which in turn matched the colour of his hair.
The boy was wondering who this person was when his father- his real father, not the illusion from his nightmare- burst in through the door and pushed the Trainer aside, shouting: “Oh, my gosh! You’re awake! Oh, my son… I… I don’t know what to say… Thank you!” He turned to the Trainer. “We’ll never forget you, Alex! Son, seeing you back to normal makes me feel great! I’ve regained my spirit as a Sailor! Come sail with me later, Alex!” He then proceeded to run out the door shouting something about forgetting to tie up his boat.
“…Okay” said the Trainer, apparently named Alex, somewhat puzzled at Tobias’s father’s actions (and how he knew his son had woken up, for that matter,) but he chose to dismiss it for now. “Now, Tobias, I understand it must have been frightening for you but can tell me what happened?” he said to Tobias.
The boy in question looked up at his mother for reassurance as he began his explanation; “I-I remember my friend Marco, we were playing together like we always did after school and he dared me to g-go into the inn behind the Pokémon Centre… I was scared to go in so he went in to show me it was safe… When he didn’t come back for a while I went in after him… But when I went in this creepy old man was there, he said h-he had reservation for me and he dragged me over to a bed and I fell asleep… Then it was like I was in a nightmare but I couldn’t wake up… I saw it… It was a scary dream… It was a dark place… And there was a dark Pokemon… But, Daddy, Mommy… I could hear your voices… It was… Scary but I always knew you were there… Thank you, Mommy…”
After Tobias’ recount everyone was silent for a few minutes thinking about what could have caused Tobias’ six-week long sleep until Alex came to a decision and said; “I don’t know what to make of that… But I think that our best lead is that inn behind the Centre. I’ll check it out; we don’t want anyone else to have to go through what he’s been through” and left, followed by his Torterra.
___________________________________________________________________________
“This is the place,” Alex said to himself as he looked at the decrepit old building in front of him. ‘I can understand why that kid didn’t want to go in there’ he thought to himself as he looked at the dark windows, the sagging roof and walls whose paint had peeled off long ago, all of which made the place practically ooze creepy. “Well, no point in standing around here,” he said, trying to reassure himself and the Torterra standing next to him, “let’s get to the bottom of this.”
However, here he was met with a problem: the door would not open, no matter how hard he - or his Torterra - pushed or how many swears he muttered. After an hour of this he gave up and went to the Pokémon Center for a rest, but as he was about to enter he collided with someone he knew all to well. “Barry, what are you doing here?” Alex greeted his rival after recovering from their earlier collision.
“I could ask you the same thing” the blonde-haired teen replied.
“Well, if you really want to know, I’m investigating the inn back there” he gestured towards the corner he had just turned “ because-”
“Wait, don’t tell me, you couldn’t open it” Barry interrupted.
“Yeah, but I don’t see what it has to do with-”
“I came back here because I was curious about it. The way I see it someone could have sealed that door hide treasure or something, been here for a week trying to figure out how to get it.”
"Barry, only you would think like that." Alex sighed. "Now, if you'd stop interrupting me for a few sec-"
“HEEEEY” shouted a voice from behind Alex, who was surprised it WASN'T Barry interupting him. When Alex turned to face the voice he was met with a man in a green delivery boy’s uniform running towards him in a strange manner, panting loudly in an equally strange manner. “Excuse me, do you know where I could find a trainer named Alex around here?” he asked when he had reeched the two teens (and stoped panting.)
“Uh... That’s me,” Alex replied, curious as to why this delivery boy was speaking to him.
“I have received a gift for you. Here you go!” the delivery boy said, before producing a small, pale blue box bound by a pink ribbon seemingly from nowhere, shoving it into Alex’s hands and running off towards the city gate shouting “ONWARD TO MAIL.”
“This day keeps getting weirder and weirder,” Alex muttered. “Well, let’s see what’s inside” he muttered and began to remove the pink ribbon that really did make the little box look like a gift. After unwrapping it he removed the lid and, along with Barry, looked inside.
What they found, however, was an item that did not live up to the way it entered into the plot. Barry, in fact, summed it up nicely with these five words: “That’s it? Just a card?”
The item in question was, as Barry oh-so-helpfuly mentioned, a thin plastic card, about the same size as a Trainer Card.
“Hey, you never know what it could do. For example, this guy once game me an Odd Keystone-” Alex started to reply, but Barry interrupted him yet again.
“You can keep you’re stupid card for all I care,” said the impatient teen, who then stormed inside the Pokémon Center.
“What’s his problem?” Alex wondered, before shrugging it off and looking closer at his new possession. Not much was legible on it, the only readable part being the words: 'Sea Shell Shore Inn Members Card' and below them: 'reservations for two'. Recalling how Barry had wanted to get into the inn, which he assumed was called the Sea Shell Shore Inn, Alex followed him into the Center.
When he saw his friend talking with Nurse Malaria he called him over to one of the few nearby tables that weren’t occupied by other Trainers. “What is it?” he asked when he sat down opposite Alex.
“You remember that card tha-” Alex tried to say, but was interrupted yet again by Barry.
“Yeah, what about it?” he replied, gravity-defying hair standing more on end than usual.
“Well I think that it might be our key to that inn. See, if you’ll look here-”
“You mean you didn’t tell me?” Barry exclaimed.
“It’s kind of hard when you storm off before I have a cha-”
“Whatever, I challenge you to a battle, winner gets the card and whatever treasure’s inside that place”
“It says ‘reservations for’-oh, why do I even bother?” Alex sighed as Barry barged out of the Center, gesturing for him to follow.
To be continued...
Sooo... Read 'n' reveiw an' all that.
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