Dragon_night
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Rated PG13 for the swearing, and violent circumstances.
Episode 1: Prologue
{THE DEADLY VULPIX. SUNSET MEETING IS MADE. AN OLD FRIEND APPERES. THE DECISION IS FINAL. NO TUNING BACK.}
Year:
14’000’024’936 yr. After Birth
4’600’003’357 yr. Before Christ
50’376 yr. After Evolvement
3’500 yr. Before Training
‘It knows what it has to do.’ a young small red fox continued to say over and over again in her mind. ‘It knows what it has to do.’ she had walked for a very long time and her small body was starting to tire; she hadn’t walked this far in the lab, and hadn’t expected to walk this long.
‘It knows what it has to do.’ but she was sent out to complete a special mission that Master had told her to do. She was going to stop them from hurting Master. So she continued to walk over the nothingness. Nothing and lots of it.
She was very curious why she was out here at all, something about a revolution, help stop the war... All she was told was to release all her power once charged enough, whatever that meant.
The Vulpix noticed small termers coming from the east. The Metagross. ‘They are coming. They are coming.’ The Vulpix’s six tails started to twitch in anticipation. They said she’ll know everything once she generates, she hoped they meant instructions.
‘Master will be pleased. Master said I will live on in his memories.’ she thought again. She was not sure what a memories is, or how she will live on in it, but she knew her masters would let her live, she could see no evil in him. Only the Metagross.
The termers were getting worse, dust and small red pebbles were bouncing around from the small quake. By now the Vulpix could see the blue shapes of them in the distance and had sat quaintly down facing them, noticing a white shape at the lead of the group. They were still too far away to notice anything more than the dust cloud behind their body’s.
One hundred meters away. Through ruby red eyes the Vulpix could see the yellow sky. It was sundown and the dust particles from the recent volcano eruption had caused a brilliant spectrum of light to show. Red near the sun, changing to yellow further up, and then ending in a beautiful array of blue and purple shining from above her.
‘It knows what it has to do.’ They were getting close enough to see each of their four legs stomping down and seeing the shine of the suns reflection off the X’s in front of their faces. She was going to stop them, for him.
Sixty meters. She kept a slow steady breath. ‘It knows what it has to do; it knows what it must do.’ Breath in. Breathe out. It was all for Master.
Fifty meters, and she was starting to have doubts. ‘What if I don’t please Master, what if I fail him?’ She closed her eyes, she wouldn’t fail him. Concentrate on the heat from the sun. The warmth, it was just like the liquid she was born in. Warm and inviting.
Loving
Her heart started beating faster. Every muscle in the small red body started to tense despite the loving warmth of the sun. This was it, after all the tests, the experiments; she would show her true colors. The Metagross kept on running, taking no notice of the Vulpix and kept their path towards her.
Twenty meters. She had now started the process. A red glow started to cover the small fox; still the Metagross took no notice.
Fifteen meters. Her heat was rising, but all that the Vulpix felt was a little tingling feeling. The heat heightened as she watched the herd come closer, closer.
Ten, nine, eight. Her body was now a sun of heat, bright yellow light shown through the Vulpix’s skin. The white leader had now sensed the presence of an opposing force, but through the momentum he decided to just ram through it.
Four, three, two. Closer, closer. ‘Master will be pleased!’
One Meter.
The light coming from the small body burned out an explosion leaving a ball of light in the middle. She was changing. The Metagross who were near the explosion were now ether badly burnt or melted, but the rest continued to charge. Any of the Metagross who made contact with the ball of light was flung back harshly.
Now they noticed… Too late.
It was hard for the Vulpix to see any difference between the Metagross except for a white one, but that had been melted and killed. One had looked around the group had noticed the melted body of the white leader; and as such took over telling the rest of the group to surmount the new threat. The “threat” had now shrunk to a size of about six feet. Commanding the group the lead Metagross now had the entire group surround her.
At a swift motion they all used a psychic attack to crush the ball of light. Purple fluid had now started to compress around the ball of light, trying to crush it.
But, too little, too late. The Vulpix had now undergone an evolution, the most important part of the experiment. You could see the shadow of the fully grown fox through the light it was creating. It was now that the picture had become full, the instructions embedded in her had activated. The groups power continued trying to crush the ball of light.
‘Too little. Too late!’ the fluid sphere around the light had splashed away violently, dispersing immediately, and the light inside had exploded out tuning into a violent fire. Almost like a tornado the fire sprang to life clashing everything in its path. Slowly it died down leaving dust in the air.
‘F*CK!!’ she wasn’t supposed to release that much energy before she was fully powered up. ’I hope Master will forgive…’ sweat had now started to drip on her creamy colored fur. But she shook it off. At the same time the lead Metagross had shot a powerful energy beam at her, but fortunately for her the beam did next to nothing to her. All she felt was a little tingle. This was a positive sign that now she was powered up and ready to release.
The Metagross had now restarted their attack with more beams of light coming from all directions. The fully grown fox used all nine of her tails to reflect the beams, causing dust to scatter up through the air.
Now was the time to release.
Crimson eyes peeked through the dust. ‘MASTER WILL BE PLEASED!’ the Ninetales screeched through her mind, enough so that the remaining Metagross could hear it (or sense it) clearly. And it would be the last thing they ever would hear clearly, for the Ninetales power source inside her had now burst out all of her life source into power.
The experiment had gone wrong, she had failed. Before the last of her life source was exploded out of her, she said her last word.
‘Dragonite…’
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The black dragon stood there, two horns coming from each side of his head, and a small black horn on his for head bulging back and forth out of anger thanks to the blood vein underneath. By the future means, he was called a Dragonite, which by a coincidence was his name. But unlike the Dragonite of the future he had bigger wings, black skin, two extra horns, and he was probably more powerful. In this era he was part of a species called Nite. The dragon part was his name coming from his mother’s side and the Nite is his last name.
He stood there, looking at the screen. Nothing but a crater was left with a few pools of blue here and there. The Vulpix was nowhere to be seen. The experiment was to see if they could evolve her like they could in the other world.
He had expected the outburst of power, the last one had explode involuntarily and this experiment was to see if releasing as much power at one time would let the experiment to survive. But she was gone, she was supposed to still be alive. He had grown fond of her, almost like a child he couldn’t have, thanks to the Metagross and their nuclear weapons.
Right now he wanted to strangle someone.
He sighed. No point in morning over something without a name, hell she didn’t even know she was a girl. A Gardevoir had now started to materialize next to him.
The Gardevoir are another race in this world. They stood on two legs, which almost no one has ever seen because there was a long dress like thing that their body produced that covered them. The top of them looked skinny with a red horn like thing sticking out of their chest and back, perfect for strangling... On each of their heads was green hair that, depending on the sex, covered their face, leaving one or both eyes free to see. The one that had appeared beside him had one eye covered by his hair. He was a male with red eyes.
“The readings have come through, the subject exploded.”
Dragonite turned around as fast as he could to face the Gardevoir, his horn practically bulging from his head, “I can see that you idiot, now tell me why she isn’t here!”
He sighed, he hated when he was being an ass, “The injections we got from the volcano had stayed in her too long. It gathered up power through the body, so far as to merging onto each atom. When she released the power, the added mass on the atoms released as power.”
“You said that the release process would just let out energy! Not destroy her! Is there even a body left in that hole, and how could it have been in her body too long! 3 F*CKING SECONDS! 3, That’s how long it was in her for!”
“We hadn’t expected it to do the same thing as last time. We need something to counteract the effects, but the results say something that we can’t even comprehend. It’ll take a long time to find it.”
“And why the f*ck didn’t you tell me this before!”
The Gardevoir was starting to get annoyed. “Talk to Janta, yell at her not me.” With that the Gardevoir teleported away, leaving Dragonite pissed. ‘Stupid Gardevoir.’
Janta was the leader of the council and Governor of Metris, an Alakazam, or in this world, Alaa. Dragonite didn’t like her much; all she did about things like this was say how unfortunate but you’ll get over it. She was too smart to care. He usually tried to avoid her at all cost unless there was a meeting.
But he knew he would get her position, one way or another. Dragonite turned around to see Ten or twelve Gardevoir working at computers, crunching the numbers of the latest experiment. Shaking his head back and forth he started walking for the door when he was stopped by a large feline like creature. It was an experiment of the Second spirit Mew that didn’t exactly work out well.
He did look a little like Mew, but more… bigger. He was the one that gathered all the information of the new world, thanks to the power that the Zeitgeist gave him. His shoulders were kind of like the Alakazam, and his body was a whitish gray. He was the one that captured the Zeitgeist, and fused it with himself. He used to be a lavender color on his tail and stomach, until the fusion, now it was light green.
Thanks to the experiment we learned of new species of Pokémon. It’s also what led to the experiment with the Vulpix to Ninetales.
Dragonite didn’t really like him much ether. He was a bit psycho, always thinking he’s above everybody else.
“Hello Cannon.” he said bitterly.
“The Council is having a meeting, sunset today. Come or else.” Cannon hissed, and then flew of through the door like he was in some hurry.
‘What? No hi? Hello? Idiot’. Dragonite thought. He walked down the hallway, thinking about how he’d strangle Cannon’s neck when he was in command.
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Begin part 2.
In the middle of the Kyogre ocean is a metropolitan city named Metris. In the center of Metris there is a fortress in the sky, attached to the biggest skyscraper in the city. It’s surrounded by thousands of towers and buildings.
From afar you could see the city in a circular platform that had a long road that connected to land. In the center of this platform is what looked like a sharp blue needle going into the sky, raising above all other structures. At its top there is a glass bar that rises up to connect to the fortress. The fortress is mostly held up by psychic power that’s generated by an underground power source. The fortress is what looks like two pyramids, connected at the bottom colored a pitch black. This is fortress of the Alaa.
This is where the Garuku Council held its meetings.
Dragonite looked up to the building. He hated it, too high up. He hated it because he couldn’t fly up there like he wanted; there was a strong force field that only psychic Pokémon with the correct password could get through. Everyone else had to take the underground elevator through several security check points. It took forever just to get that high. It was getting less and less worth it every time he came here.
Sighing at the long trek ahead of him he walked to an opening in the ground. Dragonite looked around. Nobody was there except for the occasional purple Rattata. The walls were paved with grey with some signs telling people to join the war. He was surprised they didn’t have a “Caution: Life may be at risk” somewhere on it. He started to look for the elevator when an Alakazam started to appearing next to him.
Alakazam's head were feline like, with a moustache. This one had a long moustache, so it had to be a male. Their skin looked more like body armour then skin, but for the most part their species were fragile and had to hold themselves up psychically. There was a few who trained up for the element of surprise so they didn’t use their psychic powers, but they were rare. But this one so happened to be one that trained up physically, with two knifes on his belt that he was wearing.
Dragonite realized the look of the belt, dark blue. He then realized it was one of his friends named Yitin.
Yitin and he have been friends for a long time, almost as long as Dragonite could remember. Yitin was one of the few that Dragonite didn’t think was an idiot.
“Haven’t seen you in a while,” Dragonite stated.
“Me nether, heard you Vulpix blew up.” He said this bluntly smiling; it was one of the aspects that Dragonite like in him, always to the point.
Dragonite sighed, “I’ll get over it, didn’t even give her a name.”
“Want a lift?” He said pointing up.
“It’ll help. Why are you down here anyway?” by now the teleport had started. Soon they were up at the Council meeting place. It wasn’t much to see, just a bunch of chairs covered in purple around in a circle. The ground was colored black. In the center of the floor was a cylinder screen, made so everyone could see what was being discussed.
Yitin turned to Dragonite “Cannon requested that I start coming to the meetings. Apparently he likes the way I battle and is thinking of making me a General. That and I thought that you’d be down there by now. You’d be late if you went that way.” Yitin knew how Dragonite always managed to be late.
“Luck ass.” Dragonite glanced around, the meeting would start in about half an hour. So he had all the time to talk.
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Janta looked around the chairs. They were filled with a few Alakazam and other Pokémon. It was the Garuku Council. She was starting to think about quitting the Council; she already had too much on her hands as governor. She looked through a window, the sun had started to set, so she stood and gave the usual welcome followed by what would be discussed.
“Welcome to the Garuku Council. Year 50’376, in the month of the first spirit, day of Earth. Today’s we will discusses a new plan for the war that Cannon came up with, followed by the experiments supervised by Dragonite, and Tane. ” Janta looked around to Dragonite, then a Gardevoir (who was Tane) and then fixed to Cannon, who was sitting to her left. “Your may stand.”
Cannon stood up and floated onto the top of the cylinder screen. Using his psychic power he snapped his fingers and turned on the screen to show everyone a picture of a naked male human.
“I have been experimenting with these humans of the 2nd and 3rd Time lines. We have found that they posses skills that make them versatile and creative. I have found that using the creativity to make weapons that can power us up, just like the Metagross are doing with their weapons.
Currently we’re trying to make it so they can live in our world, with our powers as well so they don’t get killed as easily. Yitin here had suggested that we use them in fights, they can think on their feet and when it comes to Humans of the 2nd time line, they know how to use our powers efficiently.” He gave a quick glance to Yitin.
Dragonite shoot up from his chair, angry as hell. “Your thinking of using Humans to fight?! Are you mad? Or just an idiot?” Yitin ignored the insult.
Cannon shot him an evil glare. “These primitives are more creative that the Alakazam and Metagross combined! In the second Time line they have already managed a civilization as big as ours. It took us fifty thousand years just to get here. But for them, all it took was a thousand. If we capture them then we can use that for war. Hell we can use them to fight the Metagross so fast; they won’t know what hit them!”
“Taking innocent creatures from their natural habitat? How the hell do you think they can fight, they can barely withstand an ember!”
A snide smile came across his face “Ten years ago we used a touchier method that got rid of all the power of the enemy. It was stopped because it was found to cause deadly tumours. But from all the genes that we obtained from the enemy we found out how to reproduce thoughts genes. It was because of that we found we could create Pokémon.” He snapped his fingers and a bulb-like plant appeared on the screen. “This plant is an exotic species, found only in the tropics.”
Cannon could see Dragonite’s middle horn pulsing. He was angry, good. He snapped his fingers again and the bulb on the screen grew legs and a head that were also green. “Thanks to the gene we were able to create a Bulbasour, named after the species found in the second time line.”
“Are you suggesting to create these humans into Pokémon?!” Dragonite was getting more and more pissed.
Yitin stood up to Dragonite and whispered “Calm down, the Council will vote if it’s a good idea or not.” Dragonite looked at him wondering if he was an idiot.
“Fine!” he spouted out, and then sat down. Yitin followed.
“Now that the imbecile is done, I will continue,” he shot another dirty look at Dragonite. “We just place this gene in the humans D.N.A., wait a bit for fusion, and just like that, they have the same power as we do. Depending on the D.N.A., the human will have a different power. Just like we have different powers.
But the human has to be a special kind of human. In their society they are called Chimera’s. Special only to the Human race, they happen to contain two different kinds of Human D.N.A. in them. We just input different genes into each of the D.N.A.’s and the Human can have more power to control.” Dragonite still stayed quiet.
The Council just looked around. They have never heard of something with two kinds of D.N.A. from the same species. Usually it was two different species combined like Cannon.
Janta stood up. “How do you purpose we control them? It’s not like they’ll willingly come with us. And how will they speak our language?”
Cannon turned to face her “Simple, I have also been experimenting with mind control. These Humans can’t have a complicated mind. As for the speaking…” Cannon hadn’t thought of this. “Well just include that with the mind control.”
Janta thought about this for a bit. Then came to a conclusion. “Sounds good to me.”, now that pissed Dragonite off to no end. “Time to vote, all in favorer say I.”
The majority of Pokémon said I, including Yitin. “Alright, Cannon you have the Councils permission to experiment, starting tomorrow. To the next business, Dragonite, how did your experiments go?”
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Cannon had done this many times; this would be no different, besides the export. He was in a room designed from his work. It’s a metal box with windows, nothing else was needed for what he was about to do.
Cannon closed his eyes, he was about to start a revolution. A revolution that would stop the Metagross and protect his home, no matter what. ‘Requesting permission to continue.’
‘Permission granted, continue as planned.’ Said a voice of one of the Gardevoir. With that Cannon started the process. From the iron on the walls he picked two atoms. Spinning them around himself as fast as they could go, he started to create an Accelerator.
Seventy percent the speed of light, eighty , ninety, ninety-five, ninety-nine.
Ninety-nine point nine, nine percent the speed of light. He started to move them slightly, their seed would stay the same, but the change was good enough so they crashed into each other. This created gluon plasma, but it was too cool at ten-thousand degrees Celsius, the heat generated by the crash. He started to crush the small plasma down even further; it would create more heat. It became so small that the quarks were starting to taking up the same space with each other.
Cannon waited for a rift to catch on. Rifts are small holes in space time that the Zeitgeist used to travel. The holes themselves are only in the first dimension, like the small strings that make up quarks.
He caught a rift, so now the plasma had turned into a small hole, hardly big enough for even a quark to travel through. He had to decompress it with dark energy, unlike the usual dark attacks in the second time line, this one comprised of negative energy, kind of like gravity but it pushes out instead of pushing in.
Cannon raised his hand in front of himself, concentrating until he started shooting the negative energy into the rift. The negative energy would prop open the rift big enough to fit through.
One centimetre, ten centimetre, one meter. The rift was nearly compete. It had grown to a radius of two point five meters, plenty for him. All he had to do is shoot protons into the rift so it would move forward in time. He started shooting protons through the rift and scanned for any signs of Chimeras. Once he had gotten to one point thirty-four billion protons he sensed one, a young one.
And traveled into the rift.
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Ten minutes had passed since he went in, the Gardevoir were trying to scan for any sign of Cannon, but the temporal emissions were getting in the way. Usually it didn’t take him this long.
They were about to call Janta when he finally appeared out of the portal, with a human in his hand. The human had black hair and was about ten year old. He was struggling to get free from Cannon, yelling out unknown language.
“le, le somacal! Jo kida le gentsa, do le Pokémon! Ga bastanta!” My, my family, you killed them, and my Pokémon! You Fuck! he yelled. Cannon slowly put him down, restraining him with his power, and got on one knee. He looked him strait in the eye. Instantly entranced by the hypnoses he collapsed to be taken away…
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