Righting Your Wrongs (Prologue)
#1 of Righting Your Wrongs
Ok... this is the short-awaited sequel to my original piece "One Week to Change."
This edition, however, takes place an unknown ammount of time after the events in the epilogue (It is suggested that it's been years, but, you can guess for yourself.) Also you will get my notes at the beginning/end of each chapter because that's just how I write my stuff.... I like to add that bit of personality....
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anyway, for those of you who are just starting with this story, I suggest you read the original first.... (Just be prepared for a sad fic....)
This one, however, I plan on being happy.... not sad.... Although with how my life turns out.... You never know what's going to happen.....
So, I'll let you all read on.... I'll try to update as soon as I can... But... Well.... No garuntee with anything I say... It could be good this week.... absolute crap the next... and then "WTF" the other day....
Oh well.... Luyo is back! (yay) so, enjoy this....
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Prologue
Once more I found myself staring off into nothing. The black clouds that hung overhead teased the land. Blocking the land from the much needed warmth of the sun, but holding in any drops of rain it may've wanted to hurl towards the dense grass that crawled with countless different species of birds looking for lunch, much like the bugs they were hunting.
I sighed heavily as I lay down and watched everything pass by. I had lost count of how many days it had been since my last eventful encounter. Forgotten how many months I had sat here, waiting for someone to find me. How many years I had spent remembering what I had lost, who I had killed, why I was here...
Nion. His name still forced unwanted memories to flood my mind. Feelings of anger and hate throbbed within me. And the only pointed to one source. I was the problem to why I was so miserable. I had caused all this pain and suffering. I had none to blame but myself.
It was then the rain started. The torrential downpour was quickly becoming the one reason why I should return to my cave. But it was also lowering my already downed feelings. I sighed again as I watched the remaining few Pokémon try to find refuge from the cold, unforgiving rain. I felt at home once more. The deafening silence of rain against stone was my home, my escape from the constant images and voices going through, again and again, what I should've done that fateful day. I can still picture it clearly today, everything was so clear I thought I could've held myself back and stopped my pride getting in the way of what was to be so much more. I turned away from the cliff-face and headed back to my home. It was the same every day. The ever-so-clear images of what I never wanted to happen circled my mind while I tried desperately to clear my head and try to get on with what I'd lost. But I had lost nothing compared to-
Stop it! I stopped moving and dug my claws into the moist ground. I couldn't stop the thoughts, I couldn't stop torturing myself over what I knew was my fault. I felt all the hate and rage build up inside myself. Channelling it outwards to anything I wanted to. I created a shadow ball before my closed eyes, feeding into it whatever I could manage without killing myself.
The intense heat created by the energy ball caused the rain to evaporate before it made contact, the grass to dry out and turn brown, I felt my fur wave in the gusty winds, completely dry just from my efforts, it felt good to release the tension, the power. And to think that no-one would ever know what I was-
"Hey!" Shouted a voice from behind me. I growled and ignored the call. Maybe they'll realise that I could kill them instantly if they get close enough. "Hello?" It came again. I couldn't tell who or what it was coming from, but I didn't want anything to do with it. I was in no mood for talk this time around, and I secretly hoped that it would see what I was doing and leave without another word. "What are you doing?" That's it.
I turned around and opened my eyes, holding the black energy behind me. "What do you want?" I shouted back at the unknown being. "Why are you out here?"
"I- I was with my trainer... But then the storm came and he-"
"I don't care for your stories!" I felt the cost of sustaining such an energy drain at my strength. "I haven't seen any humans for a long time. And I don't plan on starting now." I turned around and re-focused my energy to the task at hand, feeding my powers into the black mass of pure destruction.
"B- but, please! You must live around here so you know where there is shel-"
"I said go!" I whipped around quickly, flicking my head towards the wide darkness where I assumed the voice was coming, sending the devastating attack into the distance. A few moments later the mountainside shook from the explosion as a thick layer of smoke removed any remaining visibility. I never wanted to hurt the other pokémon, I just wanted it to leave me alone, I didn't want to worry about its problems, I just wanted it to leave me alone, I didn't want to take another life... The smoke quickly worked its way around the valley, obscuring everything that wasn't already hidden. Now only with the cracks of lightning would anything be visible. I turned around as the voice was silenced. I turned around and headed towards my cave,
There was a low rumble that echoed throughout the valley. I stopped in my tracks, trying to figure out what had caused it. After a few moments of the pelting rain I continued, nothing was out of place, and the voice that had appeared was silent once more. I continued on my way back to my cave when the low rumbling became a near-death experience. A single boulder landed several feet before me, the splintered stone shot up into my face, many bounced off with a slight sting, but others cut into my cheeks and bounced off my blade. I jumped backwards quickly, watching as another one landed just in-front of the first. I looked skyward to find countless other rocks falling towards me.
I took a deep breath and launched forward, preparing for the quick dash for my cave. I leapt up onto the second fallen stone and dodged left quickly to avoid being crushed under the next falling rock.
Bounding off the first I leapt forward, landing slightly off centre to roll along the damp stone as another near miss almost crushed me. I glanced skyward once more, seeing nothing but the thick smoke from my previous attack and the fallen stone, along with the continued rain I couldn't see if anything else was coming. I looked back towards where I came from, and it seemed that all the big stones had already fallen. I panted heavily, the extra strain of holding the attack and talking to that thing had really taken its toll on my energy levels. I lay down on the wet stone, my legs enjoying the rest as they were shaking trying to hold me up. But I was alone once more. I didn't want to cause any problems or hurt to anyone else. I didn't want to destroy another pokémon's life. There was a loud crack as lightning struck in the distance, lighting up the carnage that lay before me.
I heard a faint whimper coming from the remnants of the fallen boulders. I ignored the noise and forced myself up off the cold stone. Turning around to make it to my home in the rocks. The rain still wasn't letting up as I found my bearings and continued on my way. I walked forward slowly, trying my best not to slip on the cold stone. A few more steps forward, and the rain had stopped. I revelled in the feeling of not being pelted with the thousands of raindrops, but, after a few seconds they had returned, along with another loud crack of stone against stone. But as quickly as the sickening sound of the stones colliding ended, so did the feeling in my hind legs.
I collapsed in pain as pieces of shattered stone lodged themselves into the back of my hind legs. I rolled onto my side, watching as the spear of stone was standing vertical in the cliff-face. I pushed myself away from it, as I was only a few feet from death. Everything went silent again as the constant monsoonal rain continued to fall to the ground. But it was then another sickening crack occurred. I darted my head around trying to find the source of the noise, what had created it and if I was in any danger because of it.
I lay perfectly still, not knowing if it was truly safe to move. I didn't want to cause myself any more harm, but I also didn't want to get crushed by a waiting boulder. I looked down to the stone I was laying on, watching the rain pool over it and collect in the various grooves that ran along its surface. But one crack in the rock caught my eye. It was deeper, and thicker than any of the others. But, I hadn't noticed such a danger before. I focused my attention along the broken line, several cracks of lightning helped in the cause but eventually I found that the recently fallen spear of stone, the one that had narrowly missed me moments before, had caused the danger.
And that was all I thought of.
As more and more rain fell into the broken line, the more likely it was to break. One final crack sounded just as I had finished my thought. I dug my claws into any groove I could on the unbroken side, as I felt myself tip off the edge of the decent. I gripped onto the solid ground as strongly as I could.
"Here! Let me help you!" I shut my eyes and dug my claws in harder. I didn't need their help. I wanted nothing to do with them in the first place. "You're hurt! Come on, before it-"
The weakened platform where I lay broke off entirely, the only thing saving me from life, and death, was my pure will to survive. I felt my claws grind against the hardened stone, doing almost no damage to the ancient rock in the process. My hind legs still rested on the slowly falling stone. I wasn't going to make it. My claws slipped off the stationary rock and left me to my fate on the falling cliff-face. As I sunk into the valley, I watched as a small purple head poked over the edge to watch me fall. I wedged my eyes shut and gritted my teeth. This was going to hurt... A lo-