Malevolent MachinationsComputers beeped and clicked as the Demon Lord of Greed floated about his laboratory, trays and dishes lining the various tables as he watched the fruits of his efforts come into being. Oh, he'd learned much and gained a great deal more perspective ever since his little plan to facilitate the fall of the Tamers fell through-- he still didn't know how that came about. By all rights, a force-matured Mega level without any instinctual knowledge on how to use their powers should have been destroyed. Meaning that the Kudamon must have had assistance somehow. Especially if she was able to destroy his altered ChaosGallantmon and BlackMegaGargomon. Oh, but now his sights were set on something grander. Far more than his little Chaos pets... oh, it was. His little treat he'd plucked from Yggdrasil itself- the Death X Virus. Corruption went a long way, particularly when he'd once fused an almost-perfect copy of himself with the God Tree. And now, all was starting to fall i
CrystallizedI shouldn't have done that...The brunette lay there, a single tear rolling down her cheek as she contemplated where it all had gone wrong.What had it been?What had she done to deserve this?To cause this apocalypse to befall her beloved country?I caught Zekrom.I stopped Team Plasma.I stopped the rampage of the Dao.What did I do wrong?The tear hung where it was, the grip surrounding her as she stood permanently fixed to her spot, permanently gazing upon the town she'd failed to save.Her friends, her mentor, her mother.Every one of them.Crystallized.The bone chilled grip of glacial diamonds hung over the area, engulfing the world she'd known. The world she'd wanted to keep safe. And now...All of it.Lost.I'm sorry, N. I tried.I failed.Forgive me.She hung there in the ice, suspended over all she'd known.And above them all, the cry of Kyurem heralded the coming ice age.'Some things were best left undisturbed', said once the people of Lacunosa
Dark Sign of TimesSoft sneakers treaded on the cobblestones as a small figure in white snuck after the steel-toed bootfalls of a military-esque man in the City of Light, Radiant Garden. The Outer Gardens were a frequent place to go and for local kids to hang out but the man that was being followed appeared to be about thirty. And his pursuer had the appearance of a seven year old. Of course, this was no mere child following after a relative or anything of the sort. The boy's sapphire eyes held purpose as he trailed after the other. His face was set and determined. Even after almost being seen a few times, the child crept in closer and closer and then- He hid in a small alcove overlooking them all, not wanting to be spotted even though the other suspected and surely must have sensed someone following him. "
hey, old man, I don't think we're alone here," the
Seasonal~*Summer*~Summertime. The first one Ienzo really remembered, the five year old running around playfully in the woods by his house. Sometimes he even got to go to the park in Radiant Garden's town proper, though the bright eyed boy did have trouble making friends, he was so quiet and shy most of the time. But he was happy. And he was finally playing in the woods again after being confined in the house for a few weeks his last visit to the playground leaving him contracting an odd, scratchy illness that had passed onto his parents. Still, they'd made sure he wouldn't worry and he knew his parents would recover from anything.He'd never expected to come home that day and find both of his parents unmoving on the floor of his home just outside the main city of Radiant Garden. The small youth, barely five years old, had been out playing when it happened. And then something told him to run home - only to find his parents dead from the illness that he'd recovered from so easily. With a
A Touch of MagicIt hadn't been too long after her activation until she was escorted into the chamber where GLaDOS sat in her chair, looking regal even in standby mode, sitting in her control chair. Around the room lay several other chairs, each with a person strapped into them, wires and cords connecting them to the main computer as they lay in a dormant state. Across the room from where the Fantasy Core stood was one such of those chairs, empty and with the wires glimmering ominously. It looked so painful to be in one of those things but if the others could look so calm and reserved, surely it couldn't be that bad.Could it?"Hello there, Aperture Science Artificial Intelligence Personality Sphere number 00203! Please state your name and your purpose," the male announcer chimed happily at her."Name: Fantasy Core," she said calmly, the programs running inside her telling her the correct words. "Purpose: To reveal the science behind magic and further it for the benefit of others.""Very good
Agrotera Thanatos's Ginryumon2Chapter Two: Rabbits, Cats, and DragonsRabbit came ajolt as the sound of footsteps entered the shop. Of course, days had passed since his arrival and many had gone by. But these children, oh these were special. Bright eyed, one with glittering sapphire eyes and the other whose were dark magenta. The blue eyed one was a boy of five or six, a mop of bright red, curling hair about his head and a strange corona crown of sorts. His wrists bore metal the same as such and he wore a sweet red shirt and shorts, with a golden undershirt underneath. His feet were adorned with red shoes decorated in gold stars.And he smelled distinctly of cat.The female of the pair, the bearer of magenta eyes, had pale lavender hair tied in teardrop shaped knots, one on each side of her head with curly locks bearing down, one stray curl rising from her forehead, curling down to poke the curvature of the crescent mark on her forehead, as pretty as a Cheshire grin. A sweet little dress fitted around her, l
Wispers on the WindThe wind is favorable.Time stands still.The archer sees the mark.A life disappears.
It never existed.Distant lights; foreignbut familiar impressions.Profound nostalgia
KeychainKeychair jangles. It's not his wife's
Close bondsFriendship transcendingThe Mew and homunculusShapeshifters always