This was orignally posted on the Pokemon Elite 2000 boards. I'll add the plot later!
Note: I'm REALLY sorry about that "Sirius" fanfic. Sometimes, stuff just blows off my mind. You know, I'm a REALLY
busy person.
Solena
By ArceusMew Chapter 1: Marinor Hollows 1\14\09
Somewhere in Wood Valley, a grove of trees known as the Marinor Hollows, a young Barn Owl named Solena flew across the dark and dense woods, scanning for voles, mice, and shrews. In one talon was a hunting spear, the other one held nothing. She was like ghost, her wings were silent, and she was almost pure white and black. Solena didn't notice a bird right in front of her………
BUMP!
"Solena?" "Kyle?"
Kyle was a Peregrine Falcon, his face seemed to resemble a bandit's and under his brown plumage was a small injury. A belt embraced his waist, with a sword thrust into it. "Err, didn't expect you. By the way, it's daytime, aren't you supposed to be asleep?", Kyle asked, his talons drumming the air. "Yeah, but the yearner arranged a program to see what owls act during the day other than sleeping." The yearner was the leader of the community, he\she thought of laws and arranged meetings and events for the hollow town. Also, the yearner lived in a large willow tree, there was a huge hole in the middle and small ones were windows. Towers, which resembled castles, were made out of bricks and supported the old tree. Inside were round rooms with small tables and perches. Paintings hung on the walls.
Solena and Kyle chatted for a while, then a small Tawny Owl interrupted, "Read the paper! Important newsflash!", he piped. Solena took the paper and read it. "Lord Mactalon attacks a local village. He sends Lady Denjavarr and Lord Marteso to kill the residents over there." They were both wide-eyed.
Denjavarr was exhausted. Her weapons were covered in blood and feathers and fur. "Matreso, have you recived his Lordship's report.?" "Yep. It's a reward, in fact!" Marteso spoke with low, Slugurian (or German or Russian on Earth) accent. He was a Barn Owl, just like his mate and wife, Denjavarr. He wore clothes with red and a splash of gray edged it. Meanwhile, Denjavarr had no accent and she wore a collar, which was made out of velvet. Fine strips of silk, which resembled flags, hung from it. "Oh really? Let's see.", she said when she rose from her bed with excitement. They both glided quite gracefully, like swans. They flew through the cobblestone halls, stuffed bodies of their poor victims stared at them, their faces seemed lonely and empty through the glass. The fortress smelled strongly of death, the smell of a assassin's stronghold, the smell of blood. The couple stopped at a large, brown door, Denjavarr used the knocker, it made a loud sound that echoed through the castle, it was loud as a shot of a gun. "Enter.", thundered a voice. It was Mactalon, the most cruelest, bloodthirsty, brutal Snowy Owl since that evil lizard Ruganaes.
"My God, the world is truly wild. I mean, do those assassin has better things to do than murdering for no reason at all?", Solena sighed. Kyle nodded in agreement. "Idiots, such idiots." As they spoke, a crowd of Middle-ranked assassins flew silently toward the two birds. A Mute swan named Celentine spotted them, "Assassins! You two, watch out!" Her wing were raised in the air. One wing held a sword, just in case they confronted her. Surprised, Solena and Kyle quickly turned their heads to see them. The assassins brandished their talons at them, they shone devilishly.
Note: I'm REALLY sorry about that "Sirius" fanfic. Sometimes, stuff just blows off my mind. You know, I'm a REALLY
busy person.
Solena
By ArceusMew Chapter 1: Marinor Hollows 1\14\09
Somewhere in Wood Valley, a grove of trees known as the Marinor Hollows, a young Barn Owl named Solena flew across the dark and dense woods, scanning for voles, mice, and shrews. In one talon was a hunting spear, the other one held nothing. She was like ghost, her wings were silent, and she was almost pure white and black. Solena didn't notice a bird right in front of her………
BUMP!
"Solena?" "Kyle?"
Kyle was a Peregrine Falcon, his face seemed to resemble a bandit's and under his brown plumage was a small injury. A belt embraced his waist, with a sword thrust into it. "Err, didn't expect you. By the way, it's daytime, aren't you supposed to be asleep?", Kyle asked, his talons drumming the air. "Yeah, but the yearner arranged a program to see what owls act during the day other than sleeping." The yearner was the leader of the community, he\she thought of laws and arranged meetings and events for the hollow town. Also, the yearner lived in a large willow tree, there was a huge hole in the middle and small ones were windows. Towers, which resembled castles, were made out of bricks and supported the old tree. Inside were round rooms with small tables and perches. Paintings hung on the walls.
Solena and Kyle chatted for a while, then a small Tawny Owl interrupted, "Read the paper! Important newsflash!", he piped. Solena took the paper and read it. "Lord Mactalon attacks a local village. He sends Lady Denjavarr and Lord Marteso to kill the residents over there." They were both wide-eyed.
Denjavarr was exhausted. Her weapons were covered in blood and feathers and fur. "Matreso, have you recived his Lordship's report.?" "Yep. It's a reward, in fact!" Marteso spoke with low, Slugurian (or German or Russian on Earth) accent. He was a Barn Owl, just like his mate and wife, Denjavarr. He wore clothes with red and a splash of gray edged it. Meanwhile, Denjavarr had no accent and she wore a collar, which was made out of velvet. Fine strips of silk, which resembled flags, hung from it. "Oh really? Let's see.", she said when she rose from her bed with excitement. They both glided quite gracefully, like swans. They flew through the cobblestone halls, stuffed bodies of their poor victims stared at them, their faces seemed lonely and empty through the glass. The fortress smelled strongly of death, the smell of a assassin's stronghold, the smell of blood. The couple stopped at a large, brown door, Denjavarr used the knocker, it made a loud sound that echoed through the castle, it was loud as a shot of a gun. "Enter.", thundered a voice. It was Mactalon, the most cruelest, bloodthirsty, brutal Snowy Owl since that evil lizard Ruganaes.
"My God, the world is truly wild. I mean, do those assassin has better things to do than murdering for no reason at all?", Solena sighed. Kyle nodded in agreement. "Idiots, such idiots." As they spoke, a crowd of Middle-ranked assassins flew silently toward the two birds. A Mute swan named Celentine spotted them, "Assassins! You two, watch out!" Her wing were raised in the air. One wing held a sword, just in case they confronted her. Surprised, Solena and Kyle quickly turned their heads to see them. The assassins brandished their talons at them, they shone devilishly.
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