A year ago, on Pokemon Acanthite, I set up a fic. It was well received, but the main criticism came from, the grammar. SO, my good friend Missingo.7-4468 decided to help, and make it legible enough for PC. So, he did, and I'm grateful. I'd like to welcome you, to Delta Force, and Original fiction about, well, just read it.
Super heroes. You love them, you read about them, you watch them. Now, imagine this. Your world, without humans and animals. Your world, only filled with pokemon. Now, these pokemon act exactly like humans, talk like humans, walk like humans, unless they have 4 feet of course. Now, in this world, there are two types of pokemon. Normal Pokemon, and Delta Species. Now, in this world, a Delta Species grants you a second type, and effect your genetics, granting you abnormal powers. Of course, its not much different then being a Pokemon, but whatever. Anyways, Deltas are like mutants, everyone fears them. Mostly because some idiot Delta became a criminal, and gave all Deltas a bad rep. Anywho, I'd like to tell you a tale, about a Delta, that changed the world forever, and the team that did it with him. Welcome to the adventures, of the Delta Force.
It was a dark and stormy night; rain was falling from the clouds as lightning flashed and thunder rolled. A clan of large green bugs with scythes for arms and a reptillian-like face was camped in the middle of a forest unpelted by the seemingly infinitely falling rain. This clan has lived by strict rules that have not changed for centuries... But on this very night, a baby was born...
The baby Scyther cried as its mother held it on the flat sides of her scythe-like arms. The father looked in pride at his son, who was still only a few minutes old.
"Hes beautiful!" the mother said, smiling in glee at the wonder of her child, "perfect in every way!"
"Not only that," the father seemed to brag, "it only took him a few minutes to break out of the egg. He must be strong."
Then, suddenly, the baby Scyther lifted its small wings, and flew out of his mother's arms and flew up nearly to the canopy of the trees. Gliding along the treetops, he laughed and smiled. The parents looked at each other, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"He was just born!" his father cried in disbelief and seemingly anger, "He should not be flying yet! Especially not this well!"
"He's just different," the mother reassured, but seeming to have her own doubts. "It's going to be fine."
"But that's exactly the problem!" the father yelled, "You know the laws of the clan! He, as well as us, may get banished just for his existance. Being different is bad, here, Selena!"
"I don't care, Samuel!" the mother said sharply, eyeing her husband with contempt and breathing heavily. "Why don't we think of other things for right now?, I thought of a perfect name."
"And what is that?" the father said as if in disgust that such a child could be born to him.
"We should name him... Sky," Selena said, as the baby flew back onto the broad side of her scythes and closed his wings, nodding to sleep. "His name is Sky. Sky Aeromaxx."
The Scyther elder took it all slowly as he faced away from the parents, nodding with a permanent scowl on his face whilst shaking in anger. Then, he turned to the parents telling him the story. "Flying, now?" he sharply stuttered. "That's impossible! I refuse to believe it!"
"It's true," Selena cried, dismayed at the lack of belief of the elder, "we saw it happen!"
"I refuse to believe until I see it for myself!" the elder yelled, his yellow eyes piercing into Selena's heart with anger.
Almost as if on cue, Sky flew through the door to the tent, looking for his parents whom he thought to have disappeared, scaring the three grown Scyther. The elder looked at Sky, who flew into his mother's scythe arms again, with a scowl that made the elder seem all the more intimidating.
"Normally, I would do this to all three of you," he said, eyeing the three of them with a glare that could make a Tauros run away in fear, "but due to this being an... accident... Sky Aeromaxx is hereby banished from the clan, for as long as he may live, and longer still as he wanders the world as a spirit of nature!"
Selena wailed in sorrow, while Samuel seemed unaffectedby the sudden outburst of the elder. "Don't do this to him!" the mother cried, "he's just a baby!"
"He can obviously fend for himself," the elder interrupted. "We cannot have such a... freak of nature in our clan! Now, make him leave!"
As the leader walked out, Samuel seemed much more affected as tears began to roll down his face. He knelt down the young Scyther who had been the cause of this entire fiasco. "You are a monster, son," he said, tears filling up his eyes. "For your own good, you must go away! A freak like you will not be tolerated here! Go! And never come back!"
The three walked outside into the pattering rain. Sky took one last look at his dad, and unfolded his wings. With tears in his eyes, he fled the clan, vowing to never come back.
As the days went by, they turned to weeks, then to months, then to years. Sky defended himself throughout his life, having nobody to rely on. When he was nearly a man, he found himself in a strange city full of other Pokemon. It was there he spent the next few years of his life. He eventually evolved into a Scizor whose heart was even colder than the steel on his body. His wings were somewhat larger than normal, and he was a dimmer shade of red than most Scizor.
As he grew, he became only colder and meaner. He took a job as a pawn shop salesman in a bad part of the city that went by the name of Surplux. Though it got bad reviews, even the Better Business Bureau was afraid of Sky, so they left him and his shop alone. Eventually, the pawn shop became more like a junkyard, with useless things everywhere.
Thus the days went by, Sky scowling at every person, getting their junk for free, then selling things way overpriced. He didn't care if he made people feel bad; in his opinion he had no reason to live, so why did anyone else?
Super heroes. You love them, you read about them, you watch them. Now, imagine this. Your world, without humans and animals. Your world, only filled with pokemon. Now, these pokemon act exactly like humans, talk like humans, walk like humans, unless they have 4 feet of course. Now, in this world, there are two types of pokemon. Normal Pokemon, and Delta Species. Now, in this world, a Delta Species grants you a second type, and effect your genetics, granting you abnormal powers. Of course, its not much different then being a Pokemon, but whatever. Anyways, Deltas are like mutants, everyone fears them. Mostly because some idiot Delta became a criminal, and gave all Deltas a bad rep. Anywho, I'd like to tell you a tale, about a Delta, that changed the world forever, and the team that did it with him. Welcome to the adventures, of the Delta Force.
Prologue
It was a dark and stormy night; rain was falling from the clouds as lightning flashed and thunder rolled. A clan of large green bugs with scythes for arms and a reptillian-like face was camped in the middle of a forest unpelted by the seemingly infinitely falling rain. This clan has lived by strict rules that have not changed for centuries... But on this very night, a baby was born...
The baby Scyther cried as its mother held it on the flat sides of her scythe-like arms. The father looked in pride at his son, who was still only a few minutes old.
"Hes beautiful!" the mother said, smiling in glee at the wonder of her child, "perfect in every way!"
"Not only that," the father seemed to brag, "it only took him a few minutes to break out of the egg. He must be strong."
Then, suddenly, the baby Scyther lifted its small wings, and flew out of his mother's arms and flew up nearly to the canopy of the trees. Gliding along the treetops, he laughed and smiled. The parents looked at each other, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"He was just born!" his father cried in disbelief and seemingly anger, "He should not be flying yet! Especially not this well!"
"He's just different," the mother reassured, but seeming to have her own doubts. "It's going to be fine."
"But that's exactly the problem!" the father yelled, "You know the laws of the clan! He, as well as us, may get banished just for his existance. Being different is bad, here, Selena!"
"I don't care, Samuel!" the mother said sharply, eyeing her husband with contempt and breathing heavily. "Why don't we think of other things for right now?, I thought of a perfect name."
"And what is that?" the father said as if in disgust that such a child could be born to him.
"We should name him... Sky," Selena said, as the baby flew back onto the broad side of her scythes and closed his wings, nodding to sleep. "His name is Sky. Sky Aeromaxx."
The Scyther elder took it all slowly as he faced away from the parents, nodding with a permanent scowl on his face whilst shaking in anger. Then, he turned to the parents telling him the story. "Flying, now?" he sharply stuttered. "That's impossible! I refuse to believe it!"
"It's true," Selena cried, dismayed at the lack of belief of the elder, "we saw it happen!"
"I refuse to believe until I see it for myself!" the elder yelled, his yellow eyes piercing into Selena's heart with anger.
Almost as if on cue, Sky flew through the door to the tent, looking for his parents whom he thought to have disappeared, scaring the three grown Scyther. The elder looked at Sky, who flew into his mother's scythe arms again, with a scowl that made the elder seem all the more intimidating.
"Normally, I would do this to all three of you," he said, eyeing the three of them with a glare that could make a Tauros run away in fear, "but due to this being an... accident... Sky Aeromaxx is hereby banished from the clan, for as long as he may live, and longer still as he wanders the world as a spirit of nature!"
Selena wailed in sorrow, while Samuel seemed unaffectedby the sudden outburst of the elder. "Don't do this to him!" the mother cried, "he's just a baby!"
"He can obviously fend for himself," the elder interrupted. "We cannot have such a... freak of nature in our clan! Now, make him leave!"
As the leader walked out, Samuel seemed much more affected as tears began to roll down his face. He knelt down the young Scyther who had been the cause of this entire fiasco. "You are a monster, son," he said, tears filling up his eyes. "For your own good, you must go away! A freak like you will not be tolerated here! Go! And never come back!"
The three walked outside into the pattering rain. Sky took one last look at his dad, and unfolded his wings. With tears in his eyes, he fled the clan, vowing to never come back.
As the days went by, they turned to weeks, then to months, then to years. Sky defended himself throughout his life, having nobody to rely on. When he was nearly a man, he found himself in a strange city full of other Pokemon. It was there he spent the next few years of his life. He eventually evolved into a Scizor whose heart was even colder than the steel on his body. His wings were somewhat larger than normal, and he was a dimmer shade of red than most Scizor.
As he grew, he became only colder and meaner. He took a job as a pawn shop salesman in a bad part of the city that went by the name of Surplux. Though it got bad reviews, even the Better Business Bureau was afraid of Sky, so they left him and his shop alone. Eventually, the pawn shop became more like a junkyard, with useless things everywhere.
Thus the days went by, Sky scowling at every person, getting their junk for free, then selling things way overpriced. He didn't care if he made people feel bad; in his opinion he had no reason to live, so why did anyone else?
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