Well. Here I am again, posting this in it's second incarnation...for the second time. Either I need to write quicker, or people just generally think I'm to meh at writing to bother posting.
Either way, I'm going to shove this down your throats again. Say hi to my fic!
~The Beginning of a Legend~
Prologue
The sun was setting on the outskirts of Goldenrod city.
No. Get………Away!
The setting sun dyed the town a brilliant orangey colour.
I…Need…to deliver…
A circular creature appeared over the horizon, it’s silhouette standing out against the setting sun.
He…Needs…to get…this…
The creature was small in height, with three balls, which looked like cotton, protruding from it’s body. It was running as fast as it’s little legs could carry it.
If…it catches…me…I’m…doomed!
Then a larger, birdlike creature covered the setting sun, it’s silhouette covering the surrounding forest in shadow.
No…I need to…get away…Cotton Spore!
Spores of cotton floated towards the great creature. They clung to it’s body but to no avail. One beat of it’s huge wings and they had fallen apart and blew off into the night.
Why…are you…attacking…me?
She was panting, running out of energy fast. She knew that if she got hit by just one attack she wouldn’t make it. But still…
She jumped, and caught the wind with her cottony hands. She floated around to the other side of the winged beast, and caught the last rays of the sun.
You’re in for it now! Solarbeam!
She quickly absorbed the dieing rays and turned them into a bright beam of light energy. This, she hoped, would buy her enough time to deliver the message.
The beam of light struck the monster square between the eyes, it fell backwards and collapsed onto the ground.
Take…that…you…big………Thing!
As the sun set, she healed herself using her Synthesis. She climbed up into a tree, waiting for the next gust of easterly wind. As the wind blew strong, she jumped out of the tree and floated in the current. But something was wrong.
Hang on. This wind is a lot stronger than anything I have seen in Goldenrod before. This is the kind of wind you would get, in the…Whirl…Islands! It can’t be. He collapsed! He can’t be…
A little boy, no older than 8 years old, heard the screech from the window of his room in western Goldenrod. He climbed out of his window and rushed off in the direction of the forest. He wandered around for what felt like hours. Then, through a gap in the trees he saw something, something that would haunt him for the rest of his life. Through the bushes he saw, a body, looking somewhat like a Jumpluff. His fathers favourite Pokemon. There was a trail of cotton spores reaching ten metres further into the clearing. By the body, there was a crumpled up piece of paper. He couldn’t make out what it said, but he could recognise that insignia anywhere.
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So yeah, please comment and I'll try to post more often and keep writing! I already have chapter 1 finished but I'll wait for some people to post first.
*sits back and waits*





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