Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have too many fics going on at once, but this one could quite possibly be the most interesting one. It's PMD, only it takes place in....Solest, as if you didn't see that coming >> I thought this would be a great way to share all of my little fakemon with you guys :3
Prologue-The Prime Candidate
Crystal-clear water gently washed over the sparkling beach, small waves constantly coming in a little ways off in the water. Incredibly tall palm trees with gigantic emerald leaves casted seven-pointed star shadows around each tree trunk, providing large quantities of shade for the numerous Pokemon that were enjoying the beautiful summer day. The sky was as blue as a Blastoise, with fluffy white clouds few and far between. Behind the beach was a large open plain, the Millenial Fields as they were called. The day was perfect, and nothing could possibly go wrong as a medium-sized Pokemon entered the beach.
It was a quadruped, standing at about three and a half feet, with sleek, dark crimson fur. The feline had equally dark sapphire diamond-shaped patches of fur that ran down its back and on its sides, and piercing light blue eyes. The cat had notched ears.
"The water...if only I actually liked getting wet." it said in a calm female voice. The feline walked towards the nearest tree and laid down underneath its refreshing shade. "Ahhh...this day is perfect."
As if on cue, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, startling every single Pokemon at the beach. A large crack formed at the end nearest the Fields, which quickly made its way towards the water. The earthquake ceased after a few moments, and the feline gave a sigh of relief. Immediately after, the ground trembled even fiercer than before, and a large piece of rock slowly began to emerge from the once-calm waters, growing higher and higher until it was a thousand meters tall.
A small turquoise turtle asked out loud "Is that a sea mountain?" The rock roared in response as vast amounts of smoke poured out of the top and headed skyward. Something red-orange and bright trickled down the mountain, first one one small part and then in eight, each growing larger and larger. The mountain was a volcano, and the volcano was erupting.
Each Pokemon quickly fled the beach, knowing that the pyroclastic flow would surely kill them if they stayed. The feline ran at full speed, easily outpacing the others in their bid for safety. Another feline, this one a pleasant beige with a red jewel on its forehead, kept pace with her, and the two made it to the woods before the others.
"What's going on?" she asked hurriedly, as the two were still running through the thickening woods.
"I don't know." the other answered in a deep masculine voice. "Some sort of catastrophe must be occurring. I had no idea there were any underwater mountains near the beach for at least a hundred miles. But I know someone who may know. He's a scientist named Cyphar, and he can probably tell us what's going on."
Vicious winds whipped the top of the snowy mountain peak, stinging even the toughest of hide and barely chipping away bits of rock. A combination of snow and hail fell down from the impenetrable wall of gray clouds, and on the summit of the mountain stood a lone figure. It stood on all fours and had extremely white fur. It's skin was navy blue and it had a ragged white mane that fell to its knees. For a tail it had a wickedly curved blade, and four razor-sharp horns that looked like a demonic crown. To top it off, the creature had pure-black eyes, and it stared into the heart of the ice storm.
"I am...the black soul of fear. This weather symbolizes all that I do. The one who can change all of this is...what? No. It cannot be such an undeserving creature. There is no way that the savior is but a mere Shocari. A Zaburwolfe would be more fitting, I think." it said, so quiet it was barely audible, even without the sounds of the hail.
"Let it begin."
Prologue-The Prime Candidate
Crystal-clear water gently washed over the sparkling beach, small waves constantly coming in a little ways off in the water. Incredibly tall palm trees with gigantic emerald leaves casted seven-pointed star shadows around each tree trunk, providing large quantities of shade for the numerous Pokemon that were enjoying the beautiful summer day. The sky was as blue as a Blastoise, with fluffy white clouds few and far between. Behind the beach was a large open plain, the Millenial Fields as they were called. The day was perfect, and nothing could possibly go wrong as a medium-sized Pokemon entered the beach.
It was a quadruped, standing at about three and a half feet, with sleek, dark crimson fur. The feline had equally dark sapphire diamond-shaped patches of fur that ran down its back and on its sides, and piercing light blue eyes. The cat had notched ears.
"The water...if only I actually liked getting wet." it said in a calm female voice. The feline walked towards the nearest tree and laid down underneath its refreshing shade. "Ahhh...this day is perfect."
As if on cue, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, startling every single Pokemon at the beach. A large crack formed at the end nearest the Fields, which quickly made its way towards the water. The earthquake ceased after a few moments, and the feline gave a sigh of relief. Immediately after, the ground trembled even fiercer than before, and a large piece of rock slowly began to emerge from the once-calm waters, growing higher and higher until it was a thousand meters tall.
A small turquoise turtle asked out loud "Is that a sea mountain?" The rock roared in response as vast amounts of smoke poured out of the top and headed skyward. Something red-orange and bright trickled down the mountain, first one one small part and then in eight, each growing larger and larger. The mountain was a volcano, and the volcano was erupting.
Each Pokemon quickly fled the beach, knowing that the pyroclastic flow would surely kill them if they stayed. The feline ran at full speed, easily outpacing the others in their bid for safety. Another feline, this one a pleasant beige with a red jewel on its forehead, kept pace with her, and the two made it to the woods before the others.
"What's going on?" she asked hurriedly, as the two were still running through the thickening woods.
"I don't know." the other answered in a deep masculine voice. "Some sort of catastrophe must be occurring. I had no idea there were any underwater mountains near the beach for at least a hundred miles. But I know someone who may know. He's a scientist named Cyphar, and he can probably tell us what's going on."
Vicious winds whipped the top of the snowy mountain peak, stinging even the toughest of hide and barely chipping away bits of rock. A combination of snow and hail fell down from the impenetrable wall of gray clouds, and on the summit of the mountain stood a lone figure. It stood on all fours and had extremely white fur. It's skin was navy blue and it had a ragged white mane that fell to its knees. For a tail it had a wickedly curved blade, and four razor-sharp horns that looked like a demonic crown. To top it off, the creature had pure-black eyes, and it stared into the heart of the ice storm.
"I am...the black soul of fear. This weather symbolizes all that I do. The one who can change all of this is...what? No. It cannot be such an undeserving creature. There is no way that the savior is but a mere Shocari. A Zaburwolfe would be more fitting, I think." it said, so quiet it was barely audible, even without the sounds of the hail.
"Let it begin."
Also, cast is cast, past particible or not. The English language is annoying like that.
