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The Célarustarn Chronicles Episode IV: Zekrom Edition
Pretty much the details are the same as the last version I posted. The story however is different in the middle as it branches slightly off with a similar ending (The beginning will start the same, but when Zekrom enters the story will change.)
I'd again like to thank Lucario Giavlés, Seiji Konokama, and Armed Floatzel for helping to also to work on this version of Episode IV. This is for the Zekrom Edition for those who want to grab the PDF rather than wait for it to be all posted down here, plus have the extra stuff: http://www.4shared.com/document/xkua...cles_IV_-.html This is for the remixed music that goes with it, should you desire to listen to it alongside the fiction or by itself: http://www.4shared.com/file/YLjrIuQ5...oundtrack.html |
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Sorry about the long wait, i had gotten busy with things like a personal project. Getting myself a new Wii was partly to blame. So without further ado, let me post the beginning acts, which is basically the same as the Reshiram Edition.
(Just heads up, this isn't to be viewed as double-posting. Please don't view it as such, I have my reasons to post the first acts again before the Zekrom acts enter.) -------------------------------------------------------------- The Célarustarn Chronicles Episode IV Zekrom Edition The Arian Tale Retold Oh, you look like a new face. Maybe, maybe not. Maybe I already know who you are. Doesn't matter all too much. I'm a Wolven named Sevux Raelik with a few talents and tricks up my sleeves. Not too many, though, but I play a pretty sick guitar and excel in ranged and melee combat on my homeworld. The year is 25XX. I've made my home here on Arys in Castelia City; the place used to be known as The City of Ellis, but the government decided to rename it. It's here in Castelia I live with a Sangheili friend known as Ermi 'Rchul. That guy is such a nut but a really cool guy, regardless of his speedy driving. Sometimes I wonder about his safety, but he pulls in loads of cash from street racing back and forth the Carvell-Narx Tunnel Bridge. That bridge is submersed under the Sea of Narx and connects the Carvell Region to The Narx Region. Street racing's legal so as long as the proper authorities know what's going on; they call out the race paths out if you race in the city instead of on a major interstate or highway. There's been evil folks as with any world. Exhaltan Zanguard for one had a been a part of an Organization known as Dark Hand who wanted to rule everything they could. I believed they were misguided according to the Arian Server Net Database, so I set in motion a plan to stop them, starting with Exhaltan and Axel. My first attempt at killing Exhaltan ended up in failure, and Exhaltan sent me away in a crystal to Kokuran Kingdom in the past. It was there I enlisted the help of a few friends, Darach, Caitlyn, Kono Kama, and Kono's faithful Lucario known as Ryu. At first things weren't so smooth, as I had temporary amnesia from the time travel. I was extremely agitated about my defeat and memory loss but when Kono gave me some chocolate, it really calmed me down and my memories started coming back in no time. I was offered to spend the night in Kokuran Palace, an offer I could not refuse. I had no way to get back to my home as far as I was concerned. I slept the night and early in the morning, I shuffled out of bed when a commotion was being made outside. As I came down from the Aristocratic Wing and stepped into the morning air, ahead lay a portal. A dadgum Unggoy was the annoyance who came from it! I quickly shot it down before it could make any more problems for the rest of Kokuran. It was then and there I knew the portal must have led back home. We scared yet another Grunt who came through and my new comrades entered thus inside the inter-dimensional warphole. It had carried us back into Castelia where I introduced Darach and everyone else to Ermi, who happened to be at my place at the time. We decided to visit his mansion in Verix and shop around the capital's virtual market district. After the shopping trip at Ermi's mansion, a vandal had just broken a window with a note attached to a rock. “Axel, that darned, filthy Khajiit! You aren't getting away with this!” I recall that's what Ermi said in his anger. We followed our target to the Flaés Desert Region Border. Axel should have known well our best of the best train in the heat and storm down South in the hot desert in Carvell and Flaés. It was there Lucario Zevarius teamed up with us as we witnessed him make a great shot from behind Axel. That Khajiit never saw it coming when Zevarius sniped him in the back of the head for the kill. From there on out, we were out of leads of what to do next, but Ermi had a good feeling all of us should head to Mount Pyrite. I'll never know exactly why he chose such a destination so fast, but that took us where we needed to be. Quite intelligent he can be when he wants to. Arceus greeted us, informing us that Exhaltan was hunting him down. I knew then Exhaltan must have been there inside Mount Pyrite. “I'm all for for taking down Zangaurd and restoring peace to Arys!” Darach had exclaimed. It was then and there he received a blast to his side as Exhaltan taunted. Zangaurd wasn't going to have a thing of that. A battle between Exhaltan had ensued. Caitlyn had rushed to Darach's side and aided Darach as they both feigned death shortly thereafter. I couldn't tell if they were truly dead or not as my sense in Aura could not tell me, however, I do believe they may have really died. In that moment Exhaltan became weaker as Darach and Caitlyn's abilities took effect on his soul, giving us a great opportunity to take him down. Zangaurd had signs of his combat reflexes being slowed, and with this we gave him the coup de grace. It was after all this Ermi, Zevarius, and I comforted Kono Kama. For his loss, Ermi offered that Darach and Caitlyn be transferred back home in a Xenogear. Then, as we said our goodbyes, Zevarius opened a portal as commanded by his Father Arceus and Kono Kama set foot back home to Kokuran. Later that night back in Castelia at my apartment, it felt as if even the past could think about the future. Kono Kama seemed to be thinking about the times he and I shared, no matter how short. So I took it upon myself with Ermi and Zevarius to visit some other day to give him gifts while visiting him one last time. Darach and Caitlyn had also been revived that day and so Kono was well pleased. Seeing as he was satisfied, we said yet one more goodbye to the people of Kokuran. Shortly before leaving, I had noticed some strange feeling as if I had felt Kono Kama's Aura once before; it was as if if he was the current governing force in Narx. With everything done and said, we left back for Castelia once more. But this story isn't about me. No, This story is about what happened after Seth Flieger and Servasius Lanésdren had teamed up with some new friends to take down an organization known as, Dark Hand. After The Blades had successfully infiltrated Dark Hand's Base in Célarustarn, they had split up and gone back to their respective places of dwelling. Seth who was once and still is Cloud the Grovyle and Servasius who had gained his shifting powers, receive a letter in the mail. This is their next journey in time, 10 years later. The Next Journey Begins “What a trip.” The same Servasius with his jeans and yellow jacket, now age 33, walked around the familiar site of his cottage living area at the foot of Mt. Coronet. “Saving Célarustarn and its people was quite a blast back then, eh Seth?” Seth stood by the lamp-stand and picked up his sunglasses. “Heh heh, it was indeed. Arceus even gave us some gifts.” He slipped on his shades and commented, “Regardless, they don't make you fast enough to nab my glasses off my face!” He and Servasius chuckled, remembering the time when Seth joked as a Grovyle. “Well it sure is good to be home again, but Marcus doesn't seem to be here. Have you seen him, Servasius?” They both looked around for the Lucario around the cottage, but he was nowhere to be seen. “I don't think he came with us,” Servasius stated. “If that's the case I can only assume he's gone home, got bored of sticking around with us.” He then pondered about Arceus' blessings. “It felt great saving a place we never knew existed at one point, then getting something in return for our courage. In fact I'm very grateful to Arceus for granting me shape-shifting powers... Today though it feels as if something happened to my Lucario side, Seth. It makes me question as to whether I got stronger or another thing altogether occurred.” “Hmm, whatever it is, I'm certain we need not be worried about what has changed so much.” “I agree, you're right. It is a funny feeling however.” Servasius picked up two DS Lite's and a copy of each Pokemon White and Black Version from a shelf next to the TV that had a Nintendo Wii and XBOX 360 connected. “Hey Seth? Wanna battle our digital fr-” Servasius cut himself off as the doorbell rang and a letter dropped in the slot in the front door. “Not even an hour's passed since we got back from our failed dig and we're already getting mail?” Servasius put down what games he had, then picked up the letter on the floor. He quickly tore open the envelope and pulled out the note. “What's it say, man?” Seth inquired. “I'm getting there, hold your Rapidash...” Servasius unfolded the letter and read it. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v ^v^v Greetings Servasius and Seth, I've heard what you've done for a realm called Célarustarn. News spreads fast amongst the deities known as Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Zekrom, and Reshiram. It is through Zekrom and Reshiram I have been informed of your noble deeds. Let me get straight to the point. I have requested that you go visit the Ruins of Alph in your world so that we may meet back in Célarustarn City. “You don't even know me, why should I trust what this person is writing us for?” you may ask. But doubt me not, I simply wish to meet you and congratulate you for your flawless dedication to Célarustarn City; my gratitude for you restoring the world as I know it in my time. I believe someone else, maybe a few people, two wish to see you as well. Until then look for a portal in the Ruins of Alph. I await your presence. Hope to see you soon. -John Hayakawa. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v ^v^v “Hmm, who is this guy, John? I wonder.” Servasius read over the letter once more, then with joy and excitement in his heart and soul he shouted to Seth, “I know we gave up searching for Mom and Dad... Still, this is a reason to go on another adventure! Come on Seth, what are we waiting for?!” “Heh, I don't know, fishy letter it would seem but we may be able to trust this man's word... Yeah, let's go. Ruins of Alph, here we come!” Seth and Servasius rushed out the door, almost toppling each other over on the way out “You knucklehead, Seth!” Servasius joked. “Heh heh heh, ok Vector the Croc with the headphones on your head! You were in such a hurry to leave in the first place to get going to Célarustarn again!” Seth joked back. The two stopped and realized something important. “Wait a minute, Servasius... Did we even think how we're going to get over to Johto this time? We're short on cash and have low finances from the last time you ever had a successful archeological dig.” “You're right, we can't even afford to pay the boat ticket fees to get a ride in Canalave City to Olivine...” As swiftly as the wind can blow on a cold, winter night, Palkia appeared before the two. “In need of assistance, are we? It just so happens I'm here for you two heroes of Célarustarn from the top of Mt. Coronet, ready to bless those with good hearts and intents.” “Palkia!” Servasius shouted. “Yes, it is I, Palkia, Master Over Space. One ticket to Johto and a fast trip, coming up.” Palkia used his powers to transport himself, Seth, and Servasius through the very confines of innerspace itself, going between the real world and subspace; Palkia had brought Servasius and Seth to the Ruins of Alph as the two gasped for air after the travel. “Ughh, that feeling again, only multiplied,” Servasius stated. “Regardless, I'm grateful... Thank you, Palkia.” “Seth, Servasius... If you ever need assistance, you need only ask for Dialga, Arceus, or even I and the others... We are always watching.” Palkia then disappeared, with Seth and Servasius going once more inside the same place they found the fake, enchanted keyblade. They looked around for the portal within, but 30 minutes had passed and they had located nothing unusual. “Hmm... Nothing out of the ordinary around here...” Seth commented. “Yeah, it didn't change since we were last here.” Servasius and his partner Seth continued to look around when Servasius tripped on a brick. “Oh whoa whoa whoa! What the?” “Did ya have a nice trip?” Seth joked. The two didn't realize the brick Servasius had moved, starting a reaction in the Ruins of Alph. “I didn't fall, dude. I think I might have triggered something.” Sure enough Servasius was right as the wall to left started to open up in a rumble. When the wall opened as far as it could, it stopped with a loud bang, revealing a small corridor filled with Unown hieroglyphs and a mirror visible at the end. “Whatever we're looking for must be in that room.” “Now I do have loads of courage, but I still wonder what lies beyond that entrance, hopefully not death,” Seth spoke. He looked in every which way he could for traps of any sort, being very cautious not to trigger another chain like Servasius did with the wall before. Seth and Servasius started to walk into the corridor when a voice halted them, “Death? I think it's... better than death, where you're going.” The two were caught off guard by the mysterious voice. “Hey, who's there?” Servasius inquired, “You're not John, are you?” “Yeah, who the hell is that?!” Seth still did not want to take any chances if it really was John about to attack. He was ready to make any strikes and make moves if need be. “Show yourself at once!” The voice spoke again, “So, you finally come again... Servasius...” The voice which had spoke, revealed itself as Giratina. “Giratina,” Servasius muttered. Seth, relieved but only slightly at Giratina's presence, grumbled, “Explains all of the pressure I was under.” “What was that?” Giratina bespoke, “Pressure? You should feel pressured, I'm wondering what a human with my blood is back here for...” “We got a letter from John saying he would be here... Or at least that he'd meet us back in Célarustarn City,” Servasius answered “Yeah,” Seth interjected, “what he said. Know of any 'John Hayakawa' by any chance?” Giratina seemed to be losing his patience when he replied, “Hmm... I have never heard of a John Hayakawa... But I am aware of Servasius, as I have said before... How did you get your hands on my blood?” Servasius, aware he was being accused of taking a sample of Giratina's blood, defended “I never laid a hand on you. This is the first time I've truly seen you before, Giratina.” Giratina was even more infuriated, blinded in his rage and in full belief that Servasius had stolen his blood to use it for himself. “I dare say, tell me that again, I know someone took my blood, and it lies inside of you!” “I'm being honest here, I never laid even a finger on a deity like yourself except for when Dialga was corrupted by the shadows.” “Lies!” Giratina shouted as he prepared a Shadow Ball. “That's quite enough, Giratina,” came yet another voice, “Servasius is innocent! So cut it out!” Coming from behind a corner wall in the Ruins of Alph was a adult male in slacks, brown overcoat, and a GOLDLIS quartz analog watch on his wrist. “Innocent until proven guilty, that's what I say! With the evidence I have, he can't be proven guilty!” Giratina settled down and relinquished his anger, calling off his Shadow Ball attack. “You... You must be John, correct?” Servasius queried the man. “John Hawakaya, Private Eye, that's me. I'll have you know Master Giratina, Ganondorf had his filthy mitts on your blood. My best friend, Lupin Zulogio, informed me.” Giratina roared, “Oh that rat, Ganondork! Forgive me Servasius, I was wrong to accuse you.” John continued, “But, we need not worry about Ganondorf any longer, as I heard he is enjoying eternal life in Hell.” “Heh, I may not know who this Ganondork is.” Servasius then remembered, ”duh, I do know him.” Giratina moved closer to the mirror in the corridor. Seth, Servasius, and John followed behind. “I am the gate keeper of the portal here... I shall now allow you access. I apologize for my misunderstandings.” Giratina moved aside as he opened the portal gate. “Thank you kindly, Master Giratina,” John conveyed. The detective motioned at Servasius and Seth to go on ahead of him. “After you, gentlemen...” “Thanks, Johnny,” Seth said. “I'm apologize, but only my associates are to call me that.” “Gotcha, chief.” Giratina looked at John and then inquired, “Didn't you tell me the other time John that you worked alone?” “I used to work alone,” John replied, “but now I have Detective Jameson as a partner in crime. Perhaps you'll know Detective Jameson better as Looker.” “Isn't he the guy that...” Seth hesitated but John must have known what he was thinking. “Exactly correct, Seth. Looker is the guy who arrested Team Galactic's Charon. Well, I think we better get going... Like I said, you guys can go first.” The three men entered the portal and this time there was minor turbulence. The wind grew stronger as the trio went further down the warphole until they exited out. John, Seth, and Servasius came out of the portal with a clap of thunder behind them as they ended up once more in Célarustarn City. Hovercars populated the roads and there were monorails overhead. They had ended up in the streets of Célarustarn City in the year 21XX, October 31st as one of the giant LED screens read! Festival In The Square “Yeowza, watch out!” Seth and John warned in unison. The trio barely had time dodge the oncoming traffic as a car narrowly missed them, spinning around before correcting. “Hey! Watch where you walking!” The driver of that car shouted as he almost hit yet another victim. Why don't you watch where you're driving, bozo, Servasius thought. That guy almost killed a... eh, never mind... John and the other two guys were now safely walking on the sidewalk with the other pedestrians. “Let's just keep moving. I brought you back here for a reason, didn't I not?” he asked. His question being rhetorical, John continued, “Hm, if my detective skills are right then there's a festival downtown I'd like to take you both to. Zekrom or Reshiram has promised they'd make a visit this year in the square, I'm not sure which one of them.” “Ahhh, I'd like to vist a festival just once in my life!” Servasius interposed. “Yeah, shall we see it?” Seth questioned “That's why I brought you back here to Célarustarn. I promise, you'll enjoy it on my day off.” He pulled out a set of keys and pressed a button on them. Two beeps went off nearby and John pointed out, “My car's over here.” The three stood in front of a hovercar version of the Oldsmobile Cutlass S from 1974. “Dayumn!” Seth and Servasius said, “you got style!” “You think so?” John asked as he got in the drivers seat. “Every Private Eye has to have their own kind of car and luxurious home to solve cases from.” Seth scratched his head at this comment, wondering why such a member of the community would think he'd have to have such a stylish car just to get around. Is this John Hayakawa more than a Private Eye? I better keep my eyes on him, those words of his seemed rather cheesy for someone of a noble heart. “Seats are luxurious, they don't fill themselves now.” Hayakawa buckled himself up and put the key in the ignition, revving the engine. “After you Seth,” Servasius gestured to his pal to enter before him. “Thank you, amigo.” The Private Eye put his foot on the pedal after everyone was securely inside the Cutlass S, then drove down a few blocks. They drove by a few stores, some of which advertised jet packs, kitchen cooking kits, and even titanium prosthetic arms and legs. “Augments, they're a popular substitute for those who have the cash and are willing to sacrifice a part of their body for machine... I assume you received my letter,” John quickly changed topics. “Reason I've called you here is to congratulate you both. “I was investigating the Past on Dark Hand, but you two beat me to solving the case.” “It was more than just us.” Servasius was fidgeting his fingers, still interested at the augments he saw in the different shops along the way. “I'm not trying to turn this into an interrogation, but what did you exactly do?” Servasius stopped twirling his fingers as he noticed how antsy he was to satisfy his curiosity about the metallic prosthesis, then replied, “It's a long story. If Seth and I had to tell you what happened it would take several hours.” “Exactly,” Seth threw in. “So John, you said earlier that Ganondorf is dead? Well of course he is, Servasius and I with some friends kicked his hamburger buns years back!” “Hmm, Mr. Zulogio had also said almost the same thing. Oh, almost missed my turn, hang on!” Hayakawa turned the steering wheel hard and fast, taking a sharp turn to the right towards a downhill route. He took the road as far as he could until he had to pull over and next parked his Cutlass on the side curb, shutting off the engine. The trio exited the Cutlass and headed for the square. Visible from where everyone now stood was the square where loads of sparklers were being twirled and snap-dragons being thrown with pops; screams and shouts of people having a fun at the festival could be heard all over. There was merry making and plenty of activities as far as the eye could see to the Sapphire Coast bordering the Célarustarn Gulf. The gate to the square was light in a rainbow of cycling colors that went from the right and left sides all the way to the middle arch. Next to it was a ticket box where tickets could be purchased for the rides and attractions. One of the roller-coasters swiftly passed overhead with shrieks from the riders who were enjoying the thrill of it all. “Whoa, remarkable!” Servasius commented. “Dudes, this place is crack-a-lackin'!” Seth added. John walked up to the ticket machine and next inserted some Sphéron. The machine gave him several tickets which he evenly distributed to Servasius and Seth. The two thanked him for the tickets. “Go ahead and have fun guys, but remember this, please. I want you to go to the concert stage in the center of the square in two hours sharp. It's uncertain which of the two will arrive tonight, but Zekrom or Reshiram is coming to visit. One of them would like to see you both.” “Two hours, huh?” Seth set his watch alarm. “Got it.” “Have fun... By the way, this festival likes shifters.” John winked and blended in with the crowd beyond the gates. -v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v- Seth and Servasius browsed around the festival square amongst the mass for anything that caught their attentions. Five minutes passed and Seth spotted a ride he wanted to try. “Ohh, the famous Scrambler!” Seth stepped in line over to it with Servasius behind him. “Wanna chance the Scrambler? I'll take it on as a Gallade” He smirked looking back at Servasius, then transformed into a Gallade. “Ohh, good eye, just a second!” Servasius turned into his Lucario forme, but suddenly without his control he changed into a Zoroark. “What?!” He tried to turn back into his Lucario forme, but failed and remained a Zoroark. Seth likewise encountered an identical problem when he abruptly changed from a Gallade back into a Grovyle. “Bother, it's not just you man.” He sighed. “Something turned me back into a Grovyle and it wasn't even me... Why don't we just ride the Scrambler and forget about our problems, huh? We'll find the answer to this, I'm sure of it.” “You know, I didn't think like that. That's like I like who you are, Seth!” Servasius gave a pat on his friends back, then the two deposited a ticket each to ride the Scrambler. The two strapped in they spun round and round until the ride halted. They exited separate of each other, leaving Servasius to look around once more for Seth. “Seth? Cloud buddy?!..” Not this again, he thought as he searched high and low for his friend. After a long hunt, Servasius bumped into his Grovyle buddy infront of what appeared to be a costume changing attraction. Seth was dressed in a purple superhero outfit that fit perfectly on his Grovyle body and wore a wrap-around mask on his head with holes for his eyes. “Seth, what the heck are you tights for? I thought you were too old for this kind of stuff!” Seth chuckled. “The ladies find this sexy and attractive! So if I have to save any damsels tonight they'll... Ah, who am I kiddin'? I just thought it'd be cool to try this outfit out!” Ahh, Seth, Servasius thought to himself. Somehow I knew you were an Otaku of some sort to come out looking like some Ultra Grovyle Hero. The duo went around the square in search of what else they could try out in two hours time, Seth the “Super” Grovyle and his “sidekick” Servasius the Zoroark. It was Servasius who noticed a vendor on the way to the next attraction. “Oohhhhhh!” he yelled like the ship vendor from The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker. “Cotton Candy and funnel cakes!” Servasius ran over to the stand and came back with a whopper for a cotton candy cone. “Hah hah!” Seth laughed. Who's the kid now, Servasius? “Huh? What's so funny, man?” “Heh, nothing,” Seth answered. Servasius wasn't going to let this chance slide. “Hnhnhn, nothing... Or something?” “Doh! You're just too smart for me this time Servasius! You going after all that candy, are you wanting to even share it?” “Well of course, it wouldn't be fair if I kept it all to myself.” Servasius brought the cone closer to Seth so he could grab some of the sweet treat. “Ah, thank you partner.” Just as Seth was about to snatch a bite to eat, Servasius pulled some of the cotton candy off the top and flung it onto his friends face. “Hey!” Seth, understanding this was another of his pal's pranks, pulled the cotton candy off his face and saw Servasius running away. “Get back here you nut!” Seth gave chase, then eventually tackled Servasius along with a few empty garbage cans. Seth and Servasius burst out laughing, and so did a few other passerby folks. After they cleaned up a little they continued to walk, talking about other past events as the minutes went by. They eventually encountered what was the most awesome ride in the world. “Hey, isn't that... Hey it is.” Seth read the big, Copperplate Gothic letters. “The Ring of Dragonfire, no way! But this version of the ride looks like it goes in more than just a few loops! Care to ride it?” “Up to you my friend,” Servasius smirked. “Heck. Come on, this will be fun! Let's do it!” It wasn't long before they had their chance at The Ring of Dragonfire. The sides of the cars were decorated with images of Zekrom and Reshiram on opposite sides, plus they had a black and white checker patterned decal. The two were strapped in once more with anyone else brave enough to face the rush; The ride backed up a little bit, stopped, then went forward. Round and round it went until it went as fast as it could, shooting out of the shuttle loops and sending the riders hurling around the different sites of the city without rails. There was nothing but jets and wings propelling the rollercoaster now. It went past the festival square gate, over the still bustling market; through Célarustarn City's Park District, and flying over the Gahdnoswhere Swamps. Servasius and Seth were even amazed that their old friend Seiwun's home was still in great condition. They both waved in surprise as they noticed Zanven down below, taking care of the place. Zanven waved and shouted as loud as he could back at the two, even though they never heard him. The ride went on to pass the old Dark Hand Base, now converted into a tourist welcome center into the Gahdnoswhere Swamps. All of a sudden, the cars covered the passengers in protective, air tight canopies as it launched high into the sky. It was a breath-taking view as all of the City and the surrounding realm of Célarustarn was visible. It descended as quickly as it had rose into the sky, giving the riders a slight sense of lightness; The roller-coaster finally came out over the Célarustarn Gulf and pulled back into the square, docking itself back to the rails on which it began. The canopies lowered and the straps undid themselves, letting the riders leave. “Wooooooo!” Servasius shouted. The pair stepped out from the ride and next Seth checked his watch. His watch had started to beep announcing something very important. “Shi'! Ah man, we need to meet Johnny at the stage!” They started to dash for the rendevous point in which the two barely bumped into two other females, one a Grovyle and the other a Zoroark. “Sorry, ladies.” “My bad,” Servasius said.” The Zoroark winked at Servasius while the Groyvle blew a kiss to Seth as they giggled. Servasius blushed. That Zoroark apparently has a thing for me. Seth had a really big grin on his face as he pressed on to the destination. I think that Grovyle... liked me! ------------------------------------------------------------ From this point onwards begins the differences. If you'd like to continue reading from the Reshiram Version instead, click here: http://victoryroad.net/showthread.php?t=9326 Otherwise, you can continue below. ------------------------------------------------------------ Last edited by Wulf Cines; January 9, 2012 at 05:10:23 PM. |
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Now, the end of the series... for the time being. The Epilogue, Zekrom Edition version.
------------------------------- Epilogue – The Blades Revived / The Sunset At The Beach “Ohhh, it didn't have to end like this,” Eboshii sighed, “but the future isn't mine to see.” She knelt beside the kneeling Konokama to comfort him. Arceus came closer to the two and John, feeling the sorrow they felt. Seiji's tears fell upon to two fallen heroes, landing upon the incisions inflicted by Jet Trusdale. But it wasn't in Arceus' plans for the two to be buried in Célarustarn's Park District Cemetery. Rather, he smiled as he watched each teardrop from Konokama turn into a magical remedy in small flashes of color, closing the wounds and cleansing the blood off the duo. Startling Seiji and causing him to jump was Seth's arm, reaching up to grab his shoulder. “Ugh,” Seth spoke, his eyes flickering open. “Thought I was a goner for a second.” Servasius awoke and the two miraculously got up to their feet as if nothing ever happened to them. “Agh! Get it off, get it off!” Seiji laughed, realizing Seth wasn't turned into something like the Redead from Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. “Ah, you're alive! Thank Arceus!” “Oh, Blessed Arceus!” John interjected, Arceus finding both his and Konokama's comments silly and complimenting “This makes for yet another case solved and two murders reversed!” The duo revived they changed back into their human selves, grateful they were no longer held by their Pokémon forms and free to transform at will again. “So much for being Super Seth, huh?” Seth chuckled. John appeared to be pondering, deep in thought. He looked left, right, and up as well at the group; then with a beaming expression and his augmented hand held high he shared his idea. “I think rewards are in order.” “Hm? What's that?” Konokama inquired. This might be my chance to give someone the hint, Eboshii thought. John, you better take us somewhere romantic. It was just as Eboshii had hoped to hear, when John said, “For my first reward, I'd like to take everyone to... someplace special. Arceus, would you mind?” “Why, of course not,” Arceus answered.” “Then it is settled...” Without a moment's hesitation he teleported everyone to a familiar beach with a shopping department visible nearby. The sun was already starting to set. “Hey, isn't this, Lilycove City?” Servasius queried. “It's been years since I wanted to revisit here.” Seiji Konokama tripped on a rock on the beach causing him to spread his arms out and hug Eboshii, who kept him from falling down. She took this opportunity as she giggled and said, “Seiji, you are one silly guy. Silly enough to be an excellent husband for me!” Konokama couldn't be more stunned than he already was. “So... you want me to... Marry you?” Eboshii winked and nodded at this, the two now holding their hands together as everyone walked closer to the water. “You know, Seiji, I've loved you for what seems like ages.” “Strange... I feel the exact same way.” “Regardless, I consider it a blessing to able to spend the rest of my life with you.” Seiji and Eboshii were about to kiss, when Servasius noticed Seth was paying close attention to the romance in action and the auburn sky. He got a sudden idea and winked at John and Arceus. “Hold on just a minute will you?” Servasius took his chances, beginning to playfight and snatched Seth's shades from his person. “Hey! Give them back you nutter-butter!” Servasius started running in a silly way while trying to dance around with Seth's sunglasses. “Yeah! I finally got them!” He aimed a raspberry at Seth who started to pursue him once more. He was on one of the docks when they both crashed into each other, knocking each other over into the ocean. The two swam back to the shore, Seth recovering his shades. When they got back, everyone began laughing at the duo's humor. Even they couldn't deny it and made up to each other, joining in the giggling. The sunset almost gone, they continued to watch it as lowered far beyond the oceanic horizon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Last edited by Wulf Cines; January 9, 2012 at 05:38:06 PM. |