The prophecy is like the Ninetales Legend, just that it doesn't involve any Ninetales, as weird as that sounds. Nothing but fabrications, anyway.
The prophecy is like the Ninetales Legend, just that it doesn't involve any Ninetales, as weird as that sounds. Nothing but fabrications, anyway.
Hey guys, what's up? Anyway, if you're wondering, time in this story is currently progressing even when I'm not writing it, so it's already been one and a half month since Lucario and Mew started traveling. The story will return once they reach their destination (which would've been a lot sooner if not for all the trouble they keep running into!)
However, I might update you guys on a few notable current events before that time has come, so stay tuned!
Registered through my 3DS (quite a pain really) just to post replies for awesome fanfics.
This story is amazing and I find it hard to believe so much talent can come from many people. What I mean is is that I will read one thing get excited then let down when nothing updates. The stories are always good and for some reason I dont think I will ever find someone as competent at writing but proven thankfully I'm wrong everytime.
Also I would suppose that during all this time that Lucario/Ethan will have mastered some aura techniques from mew by now.
So in short I enjoy this a lot, it's right up there with cutlerine and hope to see more of this in the future and wish you best of luck with this.
When's the next chapter going to be up? im getting impatient
HAHAHAHA APRIL FOOLS!
No, it's actually REAL soon, and then the story will be back on track with regular updates.
Aura wings would probably be a bad idea considering previous experience with aura related abilities.
About telling cutlerine that thing I wrote... I think I'll pass.
Looking forward to more of this and hope it doesn't end anytime soon.
Wait a second...I saw this in Marriland!Are you the Shaded Skys in Marriland?
It's actually possible to fly using the aura, how do you think Rukario stayed airborne for so long while using the Aura Storm? One might question the necessity of using a body-rending ultimate suicide attack of endless destruction to propel oneself a few meters higher into the air, but hey, if the situation calls for it...
Prologue of Year 11
We interrupt tonight's scheduled programming of Lonesome Wanderer Lucario with this special report. We apologize for any inconvenience, and please refer to the TV guide for further information regarding this change.
War? In this day and age? It is more likely than you think! As tensions rise between humans and Pokémon, many officials have requested that the people should prepare themselves, in case the worst comes to happen. This instructional video will teach you the ins and outs of war, so you can stop worrying over nothing and carry on as a helpful and comfortable part of society.
First of all, what is the war about? On the 8th of March, a large task force of organized Pokémon entered Celadon City in the Kanto region with hostile intentions. The group was led by the revolutionist Zoroark, a Pokémon of a previously unexplored species, believed to have committed similar attacks against humanity in the past.
The Pokémon defeated anyone who stood in their way as they infiltrated a nearby Game Corner, where they discovered a hidden underground base. Little is known of what transpired in the abandoned cellar, but when the Pokémon came back out, they were out of control and furious. Causing a rampage unlike anything ever seen before, their leader Zoroark broke into the local broadcasting station and took hostages, demanding that a tape they had found in the abandoned base would be shown to the public.
The Tape will not be shown in this special report due to its gruesome nature and enraging effects upon Pokémon. The Tape detailed a series of unethical experiments conducted on Pokémon by a currently unknown organization. The segment including the disembowelment of a pregnant Kangaskhan contained roars that, when translated, warns other Pokémon of the Containment Force (Act 112-119, subjugation of powerful Pokémon). Related notes found during the Game Corner infiltration show that the Pokémon featured in the Tape were all captured targets of the Containment Force, and only a fraction of those whose whereabouts are currently unknown.
Before congress had any chance of conducting an investigation in order to rectify this mistake, Pokémon in the Kanto region began to rise against their trainers in order to spread the word of what they refer to as "treachery". Zoroark continued broadcasting as the rest of his task force defeated the local police force. After that, they began driving humans out from the city and their homes, demanding respite from humanity and proclaiming it to be their new safe haven, naming it "No Man's Land". Zoroark stated that Pokémon that now feel threatened by humans are welcome to live there, and that he will protect and give shelter to all.
As word of this reached the rest of the world, strong wild Pokémon liable under the Containment Force began traveling towards No Man's Land in fear of their own demise at the hands of vicious experiments. Many already owned Pokémon also joined the revolution in protest to the inhuman actions, abandoning their trainers in the process. The Pokémon living on the outskirts of Celadon City were invited in while even more Pokémon following Zoroark headed towards their leader's location.
By the time the police's reinforcements had arrived, the force of enraged wild Pokémon had multiplied, and expanded too much to handle. They were quickly beaten back, many of the police's own Pokémon turning against them and joining the revolution. More and more capable trainers were sent out to handle the situation, but were all defeated by the overwhelming number and strength of the Pokémon in No Man's Land.
Many of the previous inhabitants of Celadon City hastily built shelters in the nearby cities, and demand to be let back into their homes. Zoroark, elected to represent the Pokémon of No Man's Land, has given a list of demands to their surrender, containing the abolishment of the Containment Force and forcing several new laws regarding the treatment of Pokémon.
Until this matter has been resolved, there is no telling what the future might hold in store for us. But even so, with the proper preparation, there is no need to worry about what might come to pass. The most important thing to learn is how to-
SPECIAL NEWS BULLETIN!
Lonesome Hunchback Lucario was recently spotted by a young trainer in the canyons west of Route 15, heading south. The trainer and his Pokémon engaged him, but were immediately knocked out. This mysterious Pokémon is now confirmed to have wandered almost halfway across the globe, leaving fans to wonder if he even had a destination to begin with. Wearing a cloak to cover his body at all times, experts believe his hunch may not be as detrimental as it seems, considering his fighting capabilities are far greater than that of any other Lucario. However, it is most likely grotesque, seeing how he becomes violent as soon as anyone approaches him or asks to see it.
To those of you already heading there to encounter this mystery, there have been no signs of him in the area since. In related news, Fuchsia City's Safari Zone has started a "Find the Elusive Hunchback Lucario" campaign, proclaiming that the Safari Zone is an excellent place to hide. "We are not simply trying to cash in from this event," the Warden says, "We've always thought hunched backs were cool!"
Wow alot can happen in 4 months... I hope the city being controlled doesnt cause an irreperable rift between pokémon and humans.
Also I bet that hunch is mew? I dunno... just a hunch.
Do I detect a new chapter? It seems so.
Great public service announcement, but we never did learn the "ins and outs of war" as promised.
I want to know how to survive this upcoming crisis.
Well at least Lucario is making progress in his quest, and I'm guessing the hunch he now sports is our concealed Mew.
And looks like things are turning for Zoroark's favor now, I expect that the situation isn't going to be solved with diplomacy. Only violence, wonderful, wonderful, violence.
Great chapter, little short, but hey, it's a chapter.
'Til next time,
Knightfall signing off...
P.S: If you could, would you please take a look at my new fanfic? I'd like to hear your opinion on it.
Loyal Vigilante Entei
Morning had come to the bustling city of Celadon once more, as Zoroark sat perched by his favorite window and watched the sunrise. The window itself, although a fine craft, was not the reason why he had taken such a liking to this particular spot. Rather, it was because it gave him a fine view of the city without ever showing him the outskirts. From this position, their newly formed nation of "No Man's Land" seemed limitless.
The streets were fairly empty, nothing but a small amount of Pokémon exploring deserted homes and stores for things that might be of use, and liberating them from a destiny of gathering dust. Without the stream of people constantly rushing around, Zoroark thought it looked quite peaceful for exchange. The humans had been so busy with their own tiny isolated worlds that they had barely even noticed the magnificent tall buildings they had once constructed with such hard labor. Being able to sit like this and enjoy it... Zoroark knew their assault on the town had been violent and destructive, but the current stillness of their one safe haven proved the means truly justifies the ends.
As Zoroark continued dreaming away, he barely noticed the peculiar booming sounds coming from behind a building in the distance. Shrugging them off as one of the brutes showing off his or her powers, he was given an abrupt wake-up call as a very familiar sight zipped past the building and headed in his direction.
Brown, rugged fur with a tuft of white hair flowing behind him. A dirtied mask of unknown origin covering his face. A size compensating only for the fact that everyone and everything looked so small when next to it. There was no doubt about it - The legendary dog Entei had come for a visit.
Zoroark leaped away from the window and started running down the corridor as the alarm sounded, reminding himself to reprimand the guards for being so late with it... If there was still anything left of them. Entei had shown himself sooner than expected, but Zoroark had been certain to prepare everyone else for it the instant they gained control of the city. He knew his allies were already leading the legendary into this building, all he had to do was follow the plan through and not crack under the pressure of Entei's overwhelming presence.
Entei leaped over the guards and ran into the building, as per the instructions he had received from the easily frightened Beedrill at the gateway. The guards did not follow him, but scattered in all directions or fell to the ground, trembling. Their over-the-top reactions might have made any other warrior stop himself after realizing that something was wrong. However, to Entei these kinds of reactions were actually quite common, and besides, he already figured this to be a trap.
He welcomed it. Being the unstoppable force of nature he was, the only troublesome enemies were the ones that kept themselves in hiding. Trap or no trap, Zoroark would find out as so many non-Legendaries had found out before, victory was his and his alone.
Running up long stairs and through short hallways, Entei noticed this particular path had been constructed to fit a creature of his bulk. It was most likely unintentional, seeing how his every step shook the very foundation of the building, making him wonder if it had been rigged to collapse at some point... As if something like that would be enough to stop him.
When he had reached what he imagined to be the top of the tall construct, he turned a corner and was greeted by the sight of a large office-like room, surprised to see his target casually sitting in a chair and reading a newspaper behind a mahogany desk.
"Zoroark," Entei said bluntly as he stopped himself, expecting a less confident response from the dark-type. Trap or not, showing himself unguarded like this was nothing short of suicide. But as his master had always taught him, he analyzed the enemy from head to toe, searching for anything that might be out of place. However, everything looked just as it did the day in Saffron City when Zoroark had just barely escaped with his life.
"Entei," Zoroark responded calmly without even looking up from under his newspaper, "I see you finally came to your senses and decided to join our revolution."
Entei's ears twitched in an involuntary reflex as he quickly spat a ball of fire against the enemy ahead of him, taking advantage of his opponent's leisure. The ball exploded as it came into contact with the table in front, creating a miniature whirl of fire that engulfed Zoroark's side of the room, reducing both paper and furniture into cinders.
"Or not," a familiar voice came from behind Entei, who decided against turning around. By showing his back, he might lure Zoroark into attacking and cover his entire body in a veil of fire. Even so, he had been taken by surprise by the dark-type's quickness in managing to move behind him without him even seeing it. Not since challenging Red's Pikachu had he fought anyone that fast. However, just like back then he would prove that he could overcome even the most extreme speed with a properly executed counterattack.
"The legendary Entei, a traitor to his own kind..." Zoroark said quietly, keeping his distance from the dangerous dog. Entei was no longer looking at him, which might instill a sense of security in any other Pokémon. To Zoroark, however, it meant the exact opposite, since it meant the legendary no longer needed to see him in order to attack him. Zoroark had hoped to stay out of the line of fire quite a bit longer, but knew he would have to continue stalling the beast if his plan was to work.
"I will kill you and end this madness," Entei responded coldly, showing no emotion in his voice whatsoever.
"If killing me were stop the madness of humanity..." Zoroark said while shrugging, trying to see if Entei could still sense his movement somehow, "... Then be my guest."
"War is not the solution," Entei growled with an angry huff of flames escaping his mouth, "It will only bring needless causalities."
"Wrong. It IS the solution, and none of it will be needless," Zoroark argued before letting his own emotions swell up, "... And don't you talk to me about causalities! You just tried to murder me, bastard!"
"Your death will prevent that of others," Entei replied before slightly lowering his head, his ears starting to twitch rapidly, "As a defender of justice, I will do what I must."
"Well said!" Zoroark burst out triumphantly, seeing that his plan had finally come to fruition. The tension dissipated as he relaxed, still keeping a wary eye on his opponent. While even he would be reluctant in calling himself safe at this point, he was certainly in a lot less danger than before.
"I suppose that burning me to death is your own special brand of justice?" Zoroark asked sarcastically, playing along as he felt his confidence rise.
"You may surrender to spare yourself a painful battle, but I am afraid you must still die," Entei growled with an even more deep and serious voice than usual, "I cannot risk that you continue this war, no matter what."
"Surrender?" Zoroark said before forcing himself to exclaim a short laughter, "Why would I surrender? I've already won."
"I will make certain that your ideals die with you," Entei responded defiantly, "Your followers will lose their way and quickly return to their normal lives. Your victory here will not even be a memory."
"No, see, what I meant was that I've already won this battle," Zoroark answered, thinking he should move in front of Entei or tap his back or something, but not feeling confident enough to openly taunt the monster, "I guess it's hard to notice these things when you're not moving, no? Go on, try doing something."
It was then Entei felt something was wrong. His neck felt stiff when he moved it, and his muscles around it seemed strangely worn out. Making minor adjustments to his position, he could feel every part of his body growing more unresponsive with each passing second.
"Stunspore, sleep powder, poison powder and a fourth thing that causes minor involuntary muscle spasms... You know, as a signal," Zoroark counted up with a wink towards Entei's ears, both of them twitching occasionally, "Daily fresh and supplied by the kind status-inflictors of No Man's Land. Tell me, do they meet the regulation standards?"
Entei quickly spun around to attack Zoroark, but his right leg gave way under the weight of his body as he collapsed and barely kept himself upright. He growled angrily as he found himself involuntarily kneeling before Zoroark, who gave off a quick snicker.
"Released them the moment you entered the room. These things are airborne, and..." Zoroark said before tapping something that sounded like plastic by the front of his face, "... I've got protection."
Entei noticed a strangely shaped mask covering Zoroark's snout, one that he had not seen the dark-type wearing before. He wondered how he might have missed it after analyzing his foe so carefully, but cursed himself for it none the less.
"This... Is your idea... Of a trap...?" Entei growled deeply as his vocal chords slackened and started to give out, "I am... The Legendary Entei... You think... Simple stunspore... Will be enough... To stop me!?"
"Legendary or not, you move with your muscles and breathe with your lungs," Zoroark told his enemy what he had told himself so many times before, "The only thing your 'Legendary' status did was make you overconfident, and gave me the opportunity to win."
"The one who... Is overconfident... Is not me... Zoroark!" Entei roared loudly as his body became engulfed in fire. Zoroark took a cautionary step backwards, not sure of how capable the Legendary might be even in this weakened state. Entei's roar and flame grew more intense as a mist of black powder leaked out of his mouth and hung in the air in front of him. He suddenly reared up on his hind legs, gnashing his fangs together and igniting something as the black mist scattered and several explosions filled the room.
Zoroark quickly leaped into the corridor just outside, his ears popping from the combined noise of the explosions and ferocious roar. His previous feeling of nervousness returned as he looked back into the room and saw Entei standing upright once more, glaring back at him. Zoroark did not know how or why, but his plan had turned out to be a complete failure.
Quickly turning around, he started to run. He did not lack confidence in his own skills, but if the investigation he had conducted was correct, fighting Entei directly would be like trying to punch and kick the sun out of submission. As he was planning his next step, it became interrupted when a waist-high obstacle around the corner that had never been there before halted his progress. He tripped over the surprisingly hard surface, skillfully rolling on the ground in order to retain his momentum, but was still forced to stop himself as he turned around and saw what, or rather who it was he had tripped over.
"Zoroark!" Astrid chimed in surprise, the peculiar Eeveelution still wearing a black cloak to cover his entire body, "I heard an explosion and came as soon as I could!"
"You idiot!" Zoroark shouted angrily at him and making him recoil, "We went through this before; you are supposed to be waiting outside with the rest!"
"Oh... I know!" Astrid replied as he nodded, "I'm here to help, anyway! Let me at 'em!"
Astrid started running towards his previous destination, yet only managed to round the corner before freezing at the sight of Entei, barely a few feet away from him. Zoroark cursed under his breath and also started running, but in the opposite direction, ready for Astrid's inevitable cowardice to kick in and turn him catatonic.
"Hey, you!" Astrid shouted bravely, seemingly undaunted by the intimidating legendary, "You're Entei, right? Give up now, and I'll go easy on you!"
"Step aside, boy," Entei growled with a low tone, "You will not hinder me. Nothing will."
"Oh..." Astrid replied distraught, before quickly regaining confidence, "I mean, uh, I've heard that one before! You're in for a world of pain!"
Zoroark could barely believe what he was hearing. He wondered if someone was playing a trick on him, for once. He felt that had to be the case, because if in reality someone were to talk to Entei in that manner-
His thoughts became interrupted as he heard what he had feared – A mighty roar of fire smoldering the walls and anything between them. Zoroark looked back and saw the corner he had just rounded turn black with soot, small patches of fire still dying out on the floor. He hesitated and thought about returning, but stopped himself as he knew there would be nothing left of his friend to pick up.
"Y-Your weak fl-flames cannot h-harm me!" Astrid stuttered triumphantly as the smoldering ashes of what had once been his tunic dissipated into a slight breeze, coming from one of the windows. This time, Zoroark threw all caution to the wind and quickly ran back to where the voice was emanating from.
"... What are you?" Entei asked with a perplexed tone to his voice, examining the small mystery before him. As one of Ethan's most frequently used Pokémon he had seen many different species and easily recognized Astrid as an Eeveelution, but one he had never thought possible. Only a pure Rock-type could have escaped his attack unscathed.
"Y-Your worst nightmare, p-punk!" Astrid stammered a scream while fastening his feet to the ground, trying to stop himself from shaking as he saw Zoroark appear in the corner of his eye, "Z-Zoroark, fall back! Let me handle this!"
"Idiot! Run!" Zoroark hissed at him with both anger and panic, feeling the heat from the dissipating fires, "You are no match for him!"
"I'm rock, strong against fire!" Astrid shouted as he felt his confidence return, "I've been training, too! Let me show you what I can do, please!"
"Absolutely not!" Zoroark yelled, forgetting that he was revealing himself to Entei. However, at least for the moment, Entei's attention was completely fixed upon Astrid.
"Boy," Entei growled as he stared intently at the tiny creature before him, "What is your purpose in life?"
"Oh...?" Astrid exclaimed with a confused tone before courteously giving an answer without really thinking, "... To make this revolution work!"
"No! He doesn't mean that!" Zoroark shouted in panic, but it was already too late. He fell back as the room instantly heated up, a large spray of red magma coming from around the corner and covering Astrid. Zoroark felt like he was going to burn up, just sitting next to it, as Astrid simply remained motionless, still undaunted. However, as the magma melted through his outer layer of rock, the once brave Eeveelution began screaming, flailing about and trying to get it off him.
The struggle was short-lived as he suddenly slumped over, unable to give resistance to the molten rock eating through him. As it reduced the body he had trained so hard into little more than a burnt husk, the magma suddenly cooled off and hardened, clamping onto what was left of him like a mockery of his previous shell of rock.
"ASTRID!" Zoroark yelled, and against his better judgment ran up to the devastated pile of coal that now lay before him. He had not expected the magma to turn cold so quickly, and wondered what manner of fluid it really was Entei had used.
"... Z-Zoro... Ark..." a weak, hoarse voice came from the unrecognizable mess, Zoroark finally finding Astrid's badly burned face within the rubble.
"You idiot! You weren't supposed to do that!" Zoroark shouted at him, barely comprehending how unreal everything seemed and far everything had strayed from what he had planned, "Why!?"
"Oh... It's OK..." Astrid replied slowly with his eyes beaming, "I'm... I'm healing!"
"Wh-what!?" Zoroark yelled in shock. Like him, Astrid was indeed a unique species of Pokémon, there was no telling what manner of abilities he might possess, and compared to everything else that had just happened...
"Y-Yeah...!" Astrid continued as his voice became more and more quiet, "I feel all the pain... Going... Away..."
Zoroark's heart sank, and he slowly composed his inner feelings. Everything had suddenly become all too real. This was nothing like how he had envisioned his encounter with Entei, but it was still happening.
"Astrid..." Zoroark said quietly while resting a hand on Astrid's shoulder, sill quite hot from the hardened magma, "You... You should have told me you weren't a coward anymore..."
Astrid smiled in return. A childish, much too happy smile, unbefitting of his destroyed body. He never closed his eyes, and Zoroark could see the exact moment life slipped away from him. Everything was quiet, except for the small breeze coming from the window.
"He has my condolences," Entei said with a voice lacking all emotion, "It seems my attack was too powerful. What manner of Pokémon was he?"
"... My friend..." Zoroark whispered slowly. A wave of memories carrying a flood of sadness came upon him, but he instantly pushed them all away. There would be time for that later.
"Ignore your sorrow," Entei continued as he took a step forward, "I swear that your death will be the last one today."
Zoroark put the rage that welled up in him to use, not by attacking but by running. As luck would have it, this corridor was very short and split off into two directions, allowing him to turn at the corner and leave both his expired friend and the dreaded monster behind.
Aww poor astrid, normally in a game/movie he would have survived, but as you have shown throughout the story that normal cliches do not apply here. Nice bit of story you got here and I hope Entei gets what's coming to him. Seriously I love pokemon way more than humanity in most cases and so far this just furthers my favor for them. Go Pokemon! However I feel that Lucario will have to have a second showdown with Zoroark and I believe I would feel bad regardless of the outcome.
Keep up the goodwork and I am looking forward to more. Need an epic long update, something that will take like half the scroll bar to go down through when all comments are there that are allowed for one page.
Last edited by Azurus; 12th April 2012 at 7:23 AM.
It looks like Zoroark's revolution is starting to yield to the pressure, God I hope Entie is taken care of very soon, preferably next chapter.
I was warming up to Astrid, it's a shame to see him killed. I was honestly impressed with the gas/toxin trap, it looked for a moment like it would work, but alas fate is cruel.
Good chapter, as expected. The action was prominent this chapter, and I was not dissipointed.
Hope the next chapter is even better,
Knightfall signing off...
Oh, as for looking at my fic, just see it when you can, it's not like it's going anywhere.
Noooooo Astrid died!! I loved Astrid! He was the cutest rock eeveelution ever! But he did ask for it, Entie is much more powerful then your average pokemon.
A fight is pretty much inevitable between Entei and Zoroark now. It looks like Zoroark is at a disadvantage even with the illusion ability all zoroarks have.
I'll be waiting for the next chapter.
Next week yet? Ah, perfect!
Cunning Leader Zoroark
Zoroark continued running through the building's upper floor. Turning around at every corner was the only thing keeping him alive, as no direct line of fire meant he was safe from Entei's devastating fire beam. It also hindered Entei's regular speed, as his bulky body was hardly designed for quick turns. However, little by little he could hear Entei's loud footsteps gaining on him, learning how to cut corners faster every time.
Entei had once been described to him as a mass of potential, growing stronger during each battle and forming new techniques on the fly to suit the situation. A troublesome opponent, but Zoroark knew better than to face him in direct combat. Entei was currently the strongest of the three legendary dogs, and Zoroark knew that he could throw his entire army at him and have them sent back as a pile of coal, just like Astrid. He sighed, pushing away the sad and distracting thoughts once more before reluctantly preparing himself for plan B.
Plan B was, of course, nothing more than running away and hiding, but it had the advantage of being viable in any situation. Entei was a strong and clever fighter, but hardly a politician and as far away from a leader as one could possibly get. Zoroark knew that if he was not there for Entei to kill, the legendary would have no idea how to stop the revolution. Eventually he would have to leave, and Zoroark could swiftly return to clean up any damage and come up with a new battle plan. A simple, yet effective plan.
The only problem was how to escape. If he could cover his tracks somehow, hiding would be no problem at all for a Pokémon of his breed, but currently Entei was tracking his every turn through the building like a true hunter. Had it been any other opponent, he could simply use his special technique and vanish around the next corner, never to be found again. However, as much as his aching legs told him to at least try it, his survival instincts reminded him that if he would simply disappear into thin air, Entei would know something was wrong… And in the worst case scenario, he might even figure things out.
Around the next corner, Zoroark came upon a familiar sight. His favorite window reminded him of more peaceful times, and the view that had burned into his retina told him that the building on the other side had a slightly lower ceiling than the one he was in. Suddenly, he was struck by an idea. If he could somehow get rid of the glass…
Zoroark had only a split second to think, and reacted by tearing off his now useless gasmask and throwing it with all his strength at the window. The mask smashed into the target and bounced off harmlessly, barely leaving a crack in the fine workmanship as Zoroark cursed under his breath.
Hating himself on several different levels for what he was about to do, Zoroark picked up the pace and dashed towards the window. There was now a direct line between him and the footsteps behind, meaning that at any moment he could be roasted by an unforgiving beam of fire. He had no time to hesitate.
Zoroark reached the window, but did not stop. Bracing himself, he jumped straight through it, his left arm held in front of him to protect his face while trying to retain as much momentum as possible. A shattering sound filled his ears as he broke through the window and speeded unhindered through the air. Knowing there was little he could do to aid his flight at this point, he simply let himself soar forward like a black projectile, crimson blood and shards of glass raining over the street below.
Just barely making it to the other building, Zoroark was forced to grab on to the edge with his arms. He immediately yelped and let go with his left arm, the pain shooting through him like lightning and threatening to drop him at any moment. Knowing just how close he was to victory, Zoroark mustered up all his strength and pulled himself up on the roof of the house, straining his only functional arm badly.
The window had been a fine craft, indeed. The impact had struck him like a rampaging Rhydon, and the shards of glass were large, jagged and unwilling to leave his arm alone. He wished to pull them out but knew there was no time to spare, promising himself a very long and leisured vacation if he managed to pull through this ordeal.
He looked back and saw Entei staring at him, hunching over just to see through the small window. His heart skipped a beat as he imagined the fiery beast smashing through the wall with all his might and coming after him, but instantly shrugged it off. Not even a monster like that would be strong enough to smash through a wall and retain enough velocity to make such a large jump. He would have to run back through the building, leaving his opponent out of sight long enough for Zoroark to become one with the shadows, and at the very least his life would no longer be in danger. That is, Zoroark thought, as long as he covered up his trail of blood well enough…
An explosion interrupted Zoroark's thoughts. He saw sparks flying out of the window he had just broken through, before yet another explosion sounded. He badly wanted to disappear, but no matter the amount of ruckus going on in the building below, Entei's face never stopped staring at him. Finally, the walls around the beast began to crumble, the bricks on the outside loosening their hold and falling down the side of the building. As they hit the ground they barely made a sound, the extreme heat having turned them very soft in consistency. However, Zoroark had no time to pay notice to it, as he saw Entei leap towards him through the new hole in the wall.
In that instant, everything came crashing down for Zoroark. He could only think of the current situation as completely unfair. The revolution had been a failed mission right from the start, considering that one day he would have to face this unreasonably powerful and completely unstoppable monster. Frustration filled his mind. Why was he even here? Why was he doing this? What was the point of his life, if he was just going to die like this?
Utter terror, unlike anything he had felt since he was a child struck him as he tried to weigh out his options. However, his mind turned blank at the sight of Entei's massive form moving through the air, and he panicked and started running away. However, pain shot through his wounded leg as it quickly turned limp, and he heard Entei landing on the roof he was on. He felt the building shake.
He knew he was now a sitting duck for Entei's fiery attacks, and no amount of tricks would be able to stop that. Shaking in fear, he gathered up all his power in his legs and made a great jump towards a higher rooftop nearby, forcing himself through the pain as he felt one of the shards cut deeply into the tendon in his left leg.
He tried to land on his feet on the nearby rooftop, but his wounded leg gave way to the weight of his body as he collapsed. Running away was out of the question – Simply walking would be a struggle. He tried crawling away as Entei quickly jumped up to the same building he was on, quietly viewing his shameful display.
"It is over," Entei growled, as Zoroark scrambled away and finally reached the edge of the rooftop. Looking down, he saw the view he had adored from his favorite window so many times, and only now did he realize how frightfully high up he was. The pavement below looked very hard, and he could see a few of his followers looking up at them. He turned around and saw Entei staring at him, waiting to see if he would jump down or not.
"Go ahead," Entei said calmly while giving off a short nod, "If you land on your head, it will be less painful." Zoroark could hear his followers shout something and saw a few flying-types coming up to his rescue, but he knew there was nothing they could do. Even if they were to catch him, Entei would shoot both of them out of the sky in an instant. There was only one thing left on the dark-type's mind…
"… Please," Zoroark whimpered as he felt the old pain across his chest flare up one last time, "No fire."
"Indeed," Entei responded with a nod as he moved closer, "Your body should be recognizable."
Fed up with chasing and talking, Entei lounged at Zoroark, ready to decide this fight as quickly as possible before the tricky dark-type could concoct another plan. He disliked the taste of blood, but realized it would be necessary to rip out Zoroark's throat instead of burning him to death, since his corpse would be an effective deterrent to the rest.
But as he bent forward to bite through Zoroark's neck, his front legs sank through the rooftop. It was as if it was not even there at all, despite him having seen Zoroark crawl across it not long before. He could still see Zoroark sitting in front, glaring at him, and as he tried to pull his front legs up, his instincts instantly told him he had been too careless.
From behind him, Zoroark came out of a roll with a lame leg and arm, and used the claws on his right hand to pierce one of Entei's hind legs. Entei roared as he felt himself lose foothold, turning quickly around to secure himself on the roof. However, Zoroark had anticipated this and made a quick roll to the right, aiming his claws upwards like a set of grounded spikes. A sickening crack filled the air as the weight of Entei's entire body came down upon his hand, the two of them sharing a moment of intense pain as the bones in Zoroark's hand shattered, and his claws pierced through Entei's foot.
The next moment, the two of them fell back. Zoroark kept himself from screaming in pain, helplessly twisting around in agony on the rooftop. Entei, however, found himself light as a feather as there was no longer anything beneath him. His last foothold finally having given out, he was falling towards the ground.
The flying-type Pokémon that had come to catch Zoroark were quickly moving out of the way, not able to catch Entei's large body even if they wanted to. His mind raced with a thousand thoughts as once as everything below became larger by the millisecond. He had triumphed in innumerable battles against overwhelming odds, he thought, surely one against gravity would be no different? He spun around in midair and propelled his legs downwards, ready for the worst landing of his life.
All four of his legs snapped like thick branches as he crashed down on the ground, his underbelly and inner organs flattening from the impact. His world became a haze of blood, darkness and pain, a crowd of Pokémon gathering around as he had trouble forming even a single coherent thought.
After a few minutes, Zoroark decided to follow Entei, riding down on the back of a flying-type. He could not help but stare at Entei's crumbled form, barely comprehending that he had been the one responsible for all that damage. Flinching as he carefully stepped off the flying-type, he forced himself to stand tall, despite hardly being able to walk. Entei's left eye had broken from the pressure and was constantly dripping blood down his mask, while the right one was moving around in a random pattern. Suddenly, it fastened on Zoroark, and slowly focused.
"What… Happened…?" Entei asked, his voice even more growly but noticeably weaker than before.
"You messed with the wrong revolution…" Zoroark muttered, struggling to keep his own voice steady. He leaned forward the legendary's face and reached out with his still working arm, trying to get rid of the mask blocking his fallen opponent's face.
"N-No…" Entei groaned painfully while moving his head away, "… Do not… Take off… My mask…"
"Think you can stop me?" Zoroark asked stubbornly before hesitating.
"… Reveal… My true face…" Entei said under his breath, letting Zoroark just barely be able to hear him, "… And I will… Reveal yours…"
Zoroark froze for a moment, before slowly backing off. He was not sure exactly which "true face" of his Entei had discovered, but was reluctant to let everyone else find out. He looked at the surrounding Pokémon and waved them away, in case Entei decided to divulge some other troublesome information on his deathbed.
"I… Feel so weak…" Entei growled faintly as the other Pokémon stepped back to leave him and Zoroark alone, "To think that I would die like this…"
"Yeah," Zoroark exclaimed bluntly, his own near death experience leaving him more speechless than usual, "… Any last words?"
Entei's eye unfocused for a moment as he thought to himself, the left eye still dripping with blood. To Zoroark's surprise, the right eye suddenly began dripping too, but with tears instead.
"Weird to think that even a monster like you has feelings," Zoroark muttered, his voice filled with bitter sarcasm, "Must've made killing my friend real difficult."
"I only did… What I had to…" Entei whispered as he continued staring into the sky, "To do… What's best… For everyone…"
"Funny, because that's exactly what I'm doing," Zoroark said with a painful sigh, "Only difference is, I got through the day without killing anyone."
"… Did you, now…?" Entei replied slowly, a very faint grin appearing on his face as he looked at Zoroark. Zoroark tried to look back, taking in the once proud warrior who now lay broken and defeated at his feet, but could not help but look away after only a few seconds. Even with his own body screaming in pain after what had happened, he could not help but feel guilty.
"… My brothers… Will come for you…" Entei said weakly after a short moment of silence, "… And seek revenge…"
"Hmpf… How pitiful, cursing me with your last breath," Zoroark huffed angrily, holding back his surge of terror at having to fight more enemies like Entei, "You think you can stop this revolution with brute force? You really are-"
"… N-No…" Entei interrupted Zoroark as he raised his voice and started to shake in exertion, "Tell them… N-not to… Fight you… They… Must n-not… Suffer… B-Because of… Me…"
"Bah. You worked hard to carry on Ethan's wishes long after his death, and yet you don't want others to do the same for you?" Zoroark mumbled before an unexpected realization hit him, "How… Selfless."
"M-My master…" Entei whispered as he stopped shaking and his voice turned weak again, "… It… It was not his wish…"
He then closed his eyes for a moment as an intense surge of pain went through him, years of discipline the only thing keeping him from groaning in pain. He knew death was imminent, and would try to face it with as much dignity as possible. But even with all what was left of his willpower, his tears kept flowing at the thought of those he would never see again.
"I… I just t-tried to c-carry on his legacy…" Entei wheezed as he felt a pang of regret, "… T-Tried to do what was right… Without him…"
"… Do what's right!?" Zoroark repeated as he filled up with rage, shouting angrily at the dying legendary, "You… How the hell can someone like YOU claim to know what 'right' is!? I'm working as hard as physically possible just trying to help everyone, and that almost got me killed because of a damn idiot like you! And… And Astrid…!"
Unable to control himself, Zoroark moved towards the dying legendary, ready to finish him off. To shut him up forever, do the world a favor and pay him back for Astrid. However, with neither arms functional, he simply tumbled forward and collapsed against the hulking beast. He tried to get up, but found his strength waning as he nestled against Entei's fur, still surprisingly soft even after all that had happened.
"… What's right and what's best for everyone… They're not the same things…!" Zoroark wailed in anguish into the fur as he felt himself start to cry out of frustration, "Why… Why am I the only one who understands that…!?"
After that, they both fell quiet for a long time. The surrounding Pokémon stood and stared, wondering what was happening, but none daring to intervene. Entei looked at him, a very distant memory showing itself as his battered mind started to understand his former enemy's behavior. At long last, he knew without a doubt what had to be done.
"Re… Remove…" Entei wheezed, before coughing up a wad of blood. He felt death overtake him at that moment, but pushed it away as he still had something important to say.
"… O-Only… Y-You… M-May…" Entei stammered while shaking and staring at a confused Zoroark who was slipping further away with each second, "… R-Remove… M-Mask… A-And… S-See…"
He could not see if Zoroark understood his meaning, the black mist around him growing thicker as it consumed everything else. He stopped himself from shaking, knowing he had yet to say the most important part. His last request.
"… D-Don't… H-Hate… M-Master…" Entei whispered, but was unsure if anyone could hear it. He had already entered a world of complete darkness, where there was no sound. No responsibilities. No pain.
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"… No…" Zoroark groaned helplessly, trying to push away the pink, flabby arms grabbing at him, "… I can do it myself…"
"Impossible!" the Chansey said sternly without letting up, "Your arm is filled with shards of glass and your other hand seems to be broken! How are you planning on doing anything?"
Zoroark groaned. He had managed to stumble out of sight and into his headquarters, when a much too nosy Chansey had dragged him into a hospital bed, insisting to help. In his wounded state he had been no match for her otherwise pitiful strength, and he could not deny the fact that he would probably not be able to simply heal himself with such grave wounds. Not to mention, he was in such great pain that he would enjoy letting someone else do the medical work, for once.
"… Fine," Zoroark muttered reluctantly as he came up with an idea, "On one condition… Patch up my arms and legs, but stay away from everything else."
"Stop being so proud!" the Chansey huffed as she put her short arms at her side, "Why don't you want me to help you?"
"… I've got vials containing enough poison to kill everyone in this building hidden beneath my fur, springloaded to go off at the slightest touch," Zoroark lied, having removed the vials before fighting Entei since he knew they would be too weak and only hider his movements, "If you are trying to save me as well as yourself, I suggest you listen very carefully to what I say."
"O… Of course…" the Chansey said. A cold sweat broke out as she began feeling less willing to help out. Even so, she swallowed her fears and unpacked the first aid kit hanging above the bed. She felt Zoroark had earned a little bravery from her side, seeing what he had just gone through.
"… Hey…" Zoroark muttered after a few minutes, "… What is everyone saying? Is everyone fine with what I did to Entei?"
"… I don't know. Many are still in shock over the fact that you actually managed to defeat Entei and, well… Had any tears to give," the Chansey said, eagerly waiting to being able to tell her sisters about everything at a later time, "But speaking as a healer, I must say… I'm glad this revolution is in such competent hands."
"Hmm…" Zoroark mumbled to himself, quietly regretting having taken such a risk. Even so, he knew that everything from the day the revolution started would risky business. Even something as innocent as one of his allies healing him could turn out disastrous, in case one of her hands should stray a little too near part of his closely-guarded secret…
With a subdued shudder, Zoroark thought about everything today that had not gone according to his very fragile plan. Astrid had died, and he knew the discovery of the now extinct Eeveelution was a massive incident just waiting to happen. He had trouble thinking of a solution, his mind dulled by the pain and fear regarding the Chansey who was now literally a few centimeters away from ruining everything. He forced himself to once again think back to his final moments with Entei, and what he had seen behind the mask. He had yet to figure out what it all meant, but the mere implications were enough to make him terrified enough to lose his breath… And yet still, they gave him a very small bit of personal satisfaction.
He sighed, fed up with having the stress eat away at him. No matter what were to happen, he knew he had many days of recovery ahead of him, and plenty of time for rest. For the duration of the procedure, he simply let all his worries fade away as he started planning out his much needed vacation. Whatever it was, it would have to be better than this.
Odd I thought Zoroark was female, so why is she being referred to as he?
Anyway, glad to see Entei is no longer a problem anymore however zoroark will need time to recover before they can do anything useful for revolution.
All in all I enjoyed this update (tho kind of short) and look forward to more stuff. Wonder how Lucarios doing...
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Entei died, meh, I didn't like him that much. He seemed kinda clueless to the fact that some pokemon dont want to get caught, and that not every trainer is nice to Pokemon. I mean, it would be kinda nice to see some of entei's past. Why would you defend humans when you are running away from them your whole life? (assuming he was afraid of being captured like Mew and Celebi)
Well its kinda funny how he died though, you think he would die fighting someone like Deoxys, but instead he fell off a building.
Oh! his mask isnt organic? Thats a surprise!
Im curious for the next chapter!
New chapter, a bright, shiny, new chapter! Oh, the joy!
Anyways, it seems that my wish for Entei's demise was granted, though I honestly wasn't expecting it so soon.
I almost feel bad for him, in his last words it looked like he showed some from of remorse/regret, and his concern for his brother's lives was a nice touch.
Poor Entei, his drive for "justice" blinded his sense of morality, it's sad that he had to be on his dying breaths to see that.
Moving on, I'm really interested as to what Zoroark plans to do now that the biggest* threat to his revolution is dead.
And of course, what has become of Lucario and Mew? We haven't heard from them in a while.
*Entei was the biggest threat to the revolution, but he isn't the only threat.
Until the next chapter,
Knightfall signing off...
Whew finally caught up.
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... Time to catch up on the second season of Lonesome Wanderer Lucario!