Hey guys. I've had an idea for a fanfic for a while now, and even started writing it a while back as some of you may remember, but got caught up in life and didn't get very far. I've revised it somewhat and am taking another shot, so let me know what you think...it's something of a Zelda/Pokemon cross. Without further adieu, I'll begin.
There exist many tales among humans and pokemon. Some are restricted to a certain region. Others seek to explain natural phenomena. Still more serve the purpose of teaching a lesson. But there is one legend, that of the world’s creation, that is highly regarded by all. It speaks of three ancient Goddesses whose actions gave rise to the world and life as they now exist. Din, Goddess of Power, shaped the physical realm in all of its glory and wonder. Nayru, Goddess of Wisdom, used her knowledge to establish the fundamental laws of the universe. And Farore, Goddess of Courage, poured her strong spirit into creating a bewildering variety of life to fill the realm. Their work complete, they ascended to the heavens, leaving behind an almighty power in the hands of a fellow Goddess - Hylia. This power, the Triforce, was said to grant the wishes of any who could wield it, and was heavily guarded by the final Goddess for millennia. She did so until, one fateful day, powerful and malevolent forces rushed forth from fissures in the Earth. Led by their King, Demise, the demons sought to take the Triforce as their own and establish dominion over the surface world. They launched a great war against the Goddess and her followers, using people and pokemon alike, sending the world into chaos...
Shaymin narrowly avoided a pink scythe of energy as it flew desperately along the cliffside. The severe weather shifts were currently the least of its worries - a successful attack against it would find it plummeting into the jagged rocks below, which rose out of choppy seas. A quick glance behind it revealed a pink and yellow swan-like pokemon with transparent wings giving chase. The pokemon, Cresselia, prepared an Ice Beam that would make even Articuno, the legendary bird of ice, beam with pride. But then, Cresselia didn’t care - it and its fellow birds were the enemy.
Before Cresselia could finish its attack, however, a dark shadow leapt from the cliffside and fired a powerful Dark Pulse. Cresselia’s eternal nemesis, Darkrai, had come to aid its ally, and would have succeeded too were it not for the paired blasts of fire that nearly roasted it to a crisp. Entei and Heatran, legendary beast of fire and embodiment of magma, respectively, stood on the rocks below eyeing their handiwork. The moment was fleeting, however - the bolt of lightning that crackled down from above would have been devastating had not Raikou ,the beast of thunder, intercepted it with one of its own, protecting them from the legendary bird of lightning. Zapdos let out a shrill cry calling Moltres to its side, and together with the strength of the legendary fire bird unleashed an Air Cutter at a pokemon that was racing along the top of the water itself. The North Wind in the flesh, the aquatic leopard jumped into the air and fired a Hydro Pump, but it quickly evaporated. The weather had shifted to intense sunlight at a moment’s notice.
All eyes focused on the top of the cliff, where a large blue pokemon stood on four legs. Its bulky body shone with the glimmering blue accents that ran down its back and legs, as well as up its neck and to the back of its angular head. Steel armor lined its body and legs, the centerpiece being a large structure on its chest with a diamond embedded in the center. Opposite this pokemon, floating above the ocean, was a pink and white creature of equal size and rank. It’s long neck was lined with pink, leading back to two large, imposing wings positioned behind its shoulder-blades. Slightly lower were its arms and a grey torso that led to a sturdy bottom, complete with two large feet and a long tail. Most impressive, however, were the two pearls embedded in its shoulder-blades.
The two pokemon, Dialga and Palkia, roared at each other and fired off their signature moves, Roar of Time and Spacial Rend. Dialga’s entire body shone a bright blue as the enormous beam sped toward Palkia. Meanwhile, a huge pink crescent was produced from the pearls on its shoulders, which spun toward Dialga with great speed. The attacks would have collided, too, were it not for the momentary intervention of three pixie-like pokemon that suddenly appeared between the attacks. They each had two tails, each one featuring a small red crystal, and a small body; the only thing that differed was the head. Uxie, the being of knowledge, had a yellow bowl-shaped head with a red jewel in the center; Mesprit, being of emotion, featured four pink dreadlocks that hung down on either side, perfectly framing the red jewel that it, too, had on its forehead; Azelf, the being of willpower, had a blue head in the shape of an elf, and, naturally, a red jewel. These jewels shone in unison among the three, and completely dissipated the energy from the two attacks. Unfortunately, they had no power over what was to ensue.
A deep grumbling sound could now be heard from within the cliff, and it grew louder as an Earthquake wracked the land. Rock slides began from all angles of the cliff, the literal edge of the Earth in the face of the ocean. Below, islands rose with momentous force, defiant of the waves that battered them. Meanwhile, the ocean grew restless. Whitecaps slammed into the cliff and the newly emerged islands and plateaus, submerging some of them in the process. The foam licked at the land, silently continuing the onslaught. Above, clouds swirled and dissipated in mere seconds, mimicking the whirlpools below. The legendary pokemon looked on as, finally, the two beings at the root of the war emerged.
A violent volcanic eruption burst from the cliff, magma spewing out rapidly. The sun intensified, instantly withering what few plants had survived the battle up to this point, and a large red pokemon rose out of the ground. It stood tall and proud, yellow eyes gleaming as it stared hotly toward the sea. It’s entire back side was covered in a thick, ruby-colored armor, culminating in a powerful spiked tail that perfectly matched its enormous razor-sharp claws. Groudon had finally awoken.
However, it was not unopposed. Thunder roared in the air above the ocean, the clouds having formed a perfect front where the sea ended and the land began. Tidal waves crashed offshore, and water spouts reached from sea to sky as a giant blue pokemon leapt from the water. Its streamlined body was a deep sapphire blue, except for hieroglyphic markings that shone red on its broad fins. Underneath the killer whale were white stripes, and the beast let out a roar displaying its sharp teeth. Kyogre’s ascendance from the sea’s deepest trenches was complete.
The effects of their presence expanded over the planet, causing raging storms, flooding coastal lands, baking even the coldest of mountains, and shaking dormant volcanoes into new activity. The humans at fault for this watched in horror, realizing the error of their ways as the reality of the situation shattered even their worst expectations. All of the human race now stood on edge, hiding within their homes, caves, and any shelter they could find. Silently, the legendary pokemon took their sides. Only six remained neutral, positioned between the opposing forces. The pixie trio was one of them. The other, molded from the planet itself, was the Regi trio. Regirock, golem of stone, braced itself for a fierce battle, standing in defiance toward the cliffs that rose above it. Behind it floated the golem of ice, Regice, the braille pattern on its face flickering with determination. And between the two stood Registeel, golem of metal, ready to support either one at a moment’s notice. These two groups of pokemon had been preparing for this moment for centuries, and they would now be put to the test. Though they did not care for the other legends. Their concern was entirely on Groudon and Kyogre, Dialga and Palkia.
From the top of the cliff leapt the three legendary beasts, preparing an Air Slash, Zap Cannon, and Flare Blitz into the torrential rain before them. The legendary birds quickly responded, delivering a Blizzard, Thunder, and Fire Blast in return. Darkrai and Cresselia dueled high above, while Shaymin, resolved in its Sky Forme, sought an opening to attack Heatran beneath it, who was blasting the air with fire and steel. Just below Cresselia and Darkrai could be seen two pokemon, both of the Psychic-type. The first, Mewtwo, held the ruthless expression of a murderer as it fired a purple blast toward the other. Avoiding the attack, the pokemon transformed itself from the streamlined build it was initially in to one decidedly more threatening, with three spikes atop its head, two spikes protruding from each knee, and tentacles writhing on either side of it. Deoxys.
The battle raged on for weeks on end, months even, fiercest between the titans of land, sea, time, and space. On land, violence and strife dominated the planet as pokemon fought pokemon and human fought demon for survival. Finally, there appeared a glimmer of hope. A golden ray pierced the sky directly above the epicenter of the battle, and a divine harp sounded clearly. Stunned, the legendary pokemon stopped battling. The humans quit fighting, and the demons retreated slowly in fear, with the exception of Demise himself. A sinister smile spread across his face as he looked to the sky, his flaming hair crackling with power. “So,” he began. “The Goddess returns.” Indeed she had. Hylia herself, robed in white, emerged from the golden portal, descending from the sky. Her bright blue eyes shone with vitality beneath her glistening blonde hair. In her right hand, she held a shimmering sword, while her left held a glowing harp from which the previous notes were strum. She landed directly before Demise with a flap of her magnificent wings.
“Demon!” she called out in a clear, beautiful voice. “I have heard the prayers of my people! Your violence upon this land will no longer be tolerated. Now that I face you in battle, know that the days of you and your kind are numbered!”
“Goddess,” began Demise, hatred palpable in his speech. “I was beginning to wonder how long your people would suffer before you heard their plea. Too long have you bathed in the glory of the Gods, protecting your sacred Triforce in a realm opposed to ours.” He pointed a long, dark finger at the portal above her. “Now, I crush and defeat you! And then, with the power of the Triforce in my grasp, the world will be mine to rule, mine to subjugate! With your dying breath, you will beg for my mercy toward these cowardly humans, a wish I will gladly deny!”
With that, the fight ensued more fiercely than ever. The demon king and the white goddess rushed at each other, their swords clashing before them and magical attacks lighting the battlefield around them. Taking note, the followers of each side again took up arms in a final battle to determine the fate of humanity. Days passed. The humans, fighting bravely to protect themselves and the Goddess, managed to drive back the demons, but at a steep cost to their own numbers. Realizing that there would be no end, a single knight stepped into the fray of Hylia and Demise, unknown to them both. In a final act of faith to the Goddess, he struck Demise with his sword, distracting him and granting her a window of opportunity to deliver the final blow.
But Demise was no stranger to devious tactics. As the Goddess drove her sword into his head, he plunged his blade into her side, fatally wounding her and lessening the force of her strike. Hylia stumbled back, clutching her wound over the body of the brave soldier who fought to defend her. Despite her pain, the Goddess knew that her attack was not sufficient to eternally kill the demon. Wounded and desperate, she raised her sword skyward and called for the four Cardinal pokemon of the world, charged with protecting her and the Triforce at any cost.
Suddenly, there appeared 4 small pokemon around her. Considered phantoms by humans and even some pokemon, the pokemon emerged as if from thin air, saddened expressions on their faces. The pink feline pokemon, original of all - Mew. Voice of the forest and traveller of time, Celebi. The celestial pokemon and granter of wishes, Jirachi. And finally, voyager of the seas and link between worlds, Manaphy. Together they prepared to call forth the four guardians of the planet, offering up the requisite items as had been decided millennia beforehand.
A shimmering, silver wing rose from Mew, instantly becalming the legendary birds and summoning from the ocean an enormous silver-colored pokemon. Lugia, the keeper of storms and ruler of the legendary birds had arrived. The glistening rainbow-colored wing that was offered by Celebi, on the other hand, quelled the legendary beasts. They bowed to the ground as a speck emerged from the sky, and a rainbow-colored phoenix hovered above them. Ho-oh had descended to answer the call, and was prepared to finally bring the war to an end alongside Lugia.
Next was Manaphy. It had brought with it from the depths a blue flute that produced an eerie melody, instantly attracting the attention of Dialga, Palkia, and the pixie trio alike. A golden portal opened, and produced from it an equine pokemon with a decidedly stoic appearance. Arceus, lord of creation, had been summoned. Finally, Jirachi stepped forward into the fray. From it rose a gleaming sphere the color of a rich emerald - the Jade Orb. Groudon and Kyogre, previously oblivious to the events at hand, suddenly grew very quiet, almost, it seemed, out of fear. And rightly so. An emerald pulse evaporated the clouds and reduced the intensity of the sun, and a meteor could be seen approaching the Earth. As it neared, a roar was heard, and when it finally came to a halt there remained a large serpent-like dragon in its place. Rayquaza, master of air and keeper of balance, descended to join its brethren around the Goddess.
The legendary pokemon immediately stopped their fighting - all but the four titans. They were punished with a vengeance as a result, assaulted by the guardians without mercy. Roasted by the purging flames of Ho-oh’s Sacred Fire, they soon found themselves longing that pain rather than the harsh, blistering force of Lugia’s Aeroblast. The Judgement dealt by Arceus sealed away Dialga and Palkia within their own dimensions, forever linking them to the Psychic trio of Azelf, Mesprit, and Uxie. Rayquaza’s attack reduced Groudon and Kyogre to mere memories, forgotten by nearly all as they hid away in the deepest part of the Earth’s crust and marine trenches. Finally, the four titans focused their attacks on the Demon King himself. Trapped in an inescapable pit of energy, Demise struggled in vain to free himself. It was then that the Goddess approached.
“The sanctity of the Gods will not be mocked!” she cried, raising her blade once again. “You must never be allowed to threaten the world with your hatred again! I hereby erase you from existence for your sacrilege!” With that, a blinding flash of light burst from the Goddess, and above her appeared three golden, sacred triangles. Their energy poured into her sword, which Hylia began to swing furiously in a calculated pattern. Rings of energy encircled Demise, joining with the power of the guardian attacks until an orb of pure power surrounded him, glowing white and sealing him away. The demonic army that followed him either perished or fled, no trace of them remaining.
Strained, the Goddess Hylia fell to her knees, focusing her gaze on the dead soldier beneath her. “My power was not sufficient, this wound runs too deep,” she whispered quietly as tears fell from her eyes. “Demise will surface again. When and how, I do not know. But...” She stood weakly, addressing the Cardinal legendary pokemon that remained by her side. “Rayquaza, upon you I bestow the Triforce of Power. For you, Arceus, the Triforce of Wisdom. Ho-Oh, Lugia; I now split the Triforce of Courage in two, and ask that you each safeguard one of its halves. This relic has done little more than bring suffering to the creatures of this world. Please, take and protect it until those capable of using it for good appear to mankind.” The pokemon looked on solemnly, waiting for her final address.
“I must maintain the integrity of this seal, and also remain on the lookout for those two who, like the fallen knight over which I stand, will endure great sacrifice for the greater good. Henceforth, I shed my divinity and split my soul into two pokemon, their sole purpose being that which I have just stated. So long as I maintain this vigil, there may yet be hope for the world.”
Rayquaza, Arceus, Ho-Oh, and Lugia looked on in awe as Hylia’s body began to glow a purple hue. Slowly, it split into a red entity and a blue entity, leaving in the center a clear-colored crystal orb. The newly born pokemon raced off in opposite directions, desperate to find the location of the seal from which Demise could free himself. It was Rayquaza who spoke.
“We must never forget the events here unfolded. Our duty to the Goddess remains as ever; I expect that we shall all do our best to protect the sacred treasure entrusted to us by her. But as I look upon the Soul Dew, I have come to the following realization. Humans cannot be trusted. They must not be. The Earth itself will torment the race with storms and hardship. And we will reveal ourselves only to those who are truly worthy. When the future produces those two human offspring capable of righting the wrongs of their ancestors, the scales of balance may once again be restored.”