Empty Sioka

[Closet Geek]

I've done a lot of writing overall, recently I've been in less RPs though and have focused on my own ideas. This is my first Fan Fic of any kind (not counting my horrific Tenchi story from 5th grade), I'm quite proud of it I'm not sure if it can measure up to some of the other stuff on this site though. Compared to this, the other forum site I go on is mediocre. Anyways, here goes nothing.

Empty Sioka​

"'WAKE UP SNORLAX' cried the little Oddish. But the pokemon slumbered on. The small grass pokemon sighed. 'I am too small to do anything,' she said to herself. The tiny Oddish trudged on, looking for someone who would be able to wake the sleeping Snorlax…" The little girl smiled to herself as she read to her stuffed Teddiursa that sat limply propped up against the pillow beside her.

"Are you reading those again?" another nosey young voice from the hallway questioned. The little girl on the bed with the wildly curling brown hair shrunk behind her book, flattening the plush toy's face. A taller child entered, a girl of about eight.

"Missa, you know that pokemon don't exist! Those are baby stories!" The older girl schooled her expression to look very akin to their mother when she was agitated by either of her two daughters. "You don't want to be a baby do ya?"

The girl sitting on the bed didn't answer. Her green eyes grew wider, and all that young Missa wanted to do was disappear out of sight of her overbearing sister Brynn, like the Abra named Abbie in one of her books. Abbie liked to be alone too. It was pokemon that Missa understood, not other loud, sticky children such as Brynn and her friends.

"Just come out and play with us." Brynn said, sitting next to her sister on the short colorful bed. She removed the open book from her sister's pale hands and tossed it aside, causing the pages to fold and go askew as it hit the pink carpeted floor. Brynn put her sun tanned hand around Missa's tiny delicate one and led her out of her bedroom door. "C'mon, Missa. Alex and Silas are waiting outside!" The frail girl was dragged through the white-washed windowed kitchen and out through the screen door where two boys were kicking a soccer ball in the back yard.

"Awww, you couldn't catch that?! You could never play goalie!" the blonde boy taunted Alex who had missed his mark and stood glaring at Silas. The tan, brown-haired boy was not one to loose. His intense brown eyes concentrated on the game, trying to best Silas. Even at the young age of eight, these children were pushed to be extremely driven and competitive.

"Boys, boys!" Missa called out, breaking up their game. Her bossy sister was obviously always in charge. The black and white pentagon-covered sphere whirled to a stop abruptly at Silas' feet.
"Where are we going this time? It better not be stupid like before," Silas commented, still bitter about following the girl-leader to the edge of Whistlefield where they lived, only to see an unimpressive grove of trees that a brook ran through.

"Of course it's not stupid!" Brynn exclaimed, a bit abashed by his statement although her red face quickly covered it.

"Oh yeah?" Silas taunted. "Where is it then?"
Some friend he is. Missa thought in disdain, clutching the Teddiursa toy she had carried out with her. Abbie would have agreed and teleported away by now, but the small curly-haired brunette could not disappear, try as she might.

"I'll show you!" Brynn had resorted to puffing out her wide-spread chest by now. Alex, amenable as he was at the moment and as well as not agreeing with Silas, walked slowly over to the girl, saying in a soft and slightly raspy voice, "Alright then, guys. Let's go already!"

It was decided then, and Missa was to be dragged along as part of the group whether she liked it or not. For once she was looking forward to going somewhere else, rather than staying inside while Brynn and her friends could be heard through the bedroom window and the young waif of a girl devoured fantasy book after book. Besides, it would do her pale skin good to see some sunlight.

 

[Closet Geek]

Continuation of the exposition...

The summer sun ran through the ripples in Missa's hair as the little girl lagged behind the trio. The four children trodded on the spikey, lush grass that carpeted in and around all of Whistlefield – a town named for the sound air makes going past this thick vegetation. The daylight made the unfamiliar place seem inviting rather than scary like Missa had thought it would be, even still she thought it had been wise to leave her Teddiursa at home for safe keeping. Her whimsical imagination fed by the children's books soon took over, and it seemed as though common pokemon like Sentret popped out from behind every rock and Ekans slithered in the thick cover of the grass.

"Hurry up, Missa or you'll get left behind!" Brynn called from the front, scolding her younger sister for stopping to admire the mystical creations of her mind that were juxtapositioned into the real world. They quickly faded away as the little girl dashed ahead to catch up.

"So, now will you tell us where we're going?" Alex asked somewhat meekly from just behind Brynn. His dark brown eyes were wide with his constant curiosity. But the girl wasn't about to give up her control of the game yet. She grinned wide and held her head up a little higher so it sat tilted on her long neck.

"You'll see! Gosh, you think people would have some patience around here!" The haughty girl outstretched her arms with this exaggerated false emotion. Alex retreated with his eyes now turning to slits to hide any emotion that might lie there and concentrated on looking ahead, not saying anything else. Silas walked behind Alex where he was content to dribble the soccer ball every few steps, keeping his head down as he controlled the object, his blonde hair seeming to lean over with the rest of his body.

The flat, grassy ground ahead of them began to be filled with low shrubs and bushes, plants that were usually not seen around their hometown in this abundance.
I sure hope Brynn knows where she's going... little Missa thought. But they kept on even further, and no one said a word. The low shrubs seemed to grow gradually taller as the four of them walked. Wind blew a little more often now, whispering and telling just a hint of secrets it had heard in its previous travels. The breeze heard everything said, but delighted in the fact that men could only guess of what it spoke about as it whipped playfully across their ears.

Silas' soccer ball soon went askew while he kicked it as the ground became unleveled by the presence of tree roots. The surprised three found themselves now entering a deciduous forest. They were all worried by now, and Brynn's expression was giving nothing away. Missa's feet were starting to hurt as her shoes rubbed against her heels leaving blisters.

"Brynn…really this isn't funny anymore. Where are you taking us?" Alex insisted, his voice cracking a bit with worry. He was the most emotional out of the three of them and could hide it in all but the most frightening situations.
"We're almost there, just relax Alex," she replied coolly, keeping her head up as usual. Silas stood up to her this time though, siding with the other boy as he moved to her right side to speak directly, the head-on approach in which Silas addressed most things in life.

"He's right. Just tell us already, we've been walking for an hour, maybe more!"

It didn't make Missa like him any more, but she agreed with the tallest boy. Why had she come at all? The girl clutched her arms, regretting not bringing Teddiursa for comfort but still happy that he was at home, safe and sound sitting on her bed where she had left him.
If I were like Abbie, I'd be able to teleport back to him right now… she thought with dismay as the ache in her heels grew worse. Her skin started to hurt now, and she looked at her arms realizing that they were tinged red from being in the warm sun longer than she was used to.

"You guys, we're almost there I just told you! Just a few more seconds and we'll have made it!" Brynn's voice was raised, but her wall of confidence began to weaken. A tension stood in the air, straight as a nail.

"Brynn, what about mom!? Does she even know we're out here?!" Missa burst out, her taciturn nature finally broken through by the onset of emotion.

"Look!" Brynn took a few long strides forward with an angered look on her face. She moved aside the arm of a tree whose thick leaves had made it impossible to see what the girl was exposing now.

An ancient wooden shack stood ahead, placed in a field that extended beyond where the forest abruptly ended. The venerable establishment was covered in moss up the corner, and only the side faced them. Yet it was obvious to the onlookers that this place was indeed worth the walk.

"A castle!" Alex cried out, his eyes now enormous. He was right in a way; a spire rose in the center and was covered in faded yet obviously green tiles that were like scales on the splendid, sprouting roof. Stone dragons covered each corner of the venerable building, their mouths agape as the children's were to let out water. Weathered screens covered all sides of the traditional building, keeping what was inside as a mystery. A porch withstood in some parts, and it was obvious that the platform had previously wrapped around the entire perimeter and lay tight against the building.

None of them had ever seen a traditional Japanese building such as this before, to them it was a life-size doll house for their play. Once it might have been a place of Shinto worship, now it had stood silent in the forest, keeping silent while it was dying to let out the secrets that the wind hadn't been able to tell. The place seemed exotic to the children who had described it as a castle, one that awaited them, the coming royalty.
"Well, c'mon let's go! It's even better on the inside!" Brynn called after taking a head start. Silas let the soccer ball roll away as he dashed after her, and competitive Alex was soon to follow. Missa stood for a moment, hesitant. She kicked off her painful shoes, not occurring to her that she might bring them along.
"Wait for me!" the subordinate girl yelled as she chased after the other three.

 

[Closet Geek]

Ok, my last debut of this didn't go over so well, maybe someone will take interest in another chapter though...hopefully?

Empty Sioka
Chapter Two – Adding Color Streaks to Sioka​

Yellow ribbons adorned the side of the entrance when the children walked in. Black words were written boldly across these film-like adornments, they had once blocked the door even it seemed. Inside was dark, but the screens let a bit more light in than the traditional walls of the day would as the building tried once again to let its secret be known. Everywhere the four children looked these walls seemed to be screaming to them in a language that could not be translated by human ears.

A paper was nailed to the door's frame.
"Con-dee-med," Alex sounded out the unfamiliar word with a puzzled, tight-mouthed face.

"That must be the name of the castle!" Brynn cried happily, looking at the paper as well. "Castle Condimed! Oh how beautiful!" she stopped talking abruptly as they stepped inside, seeing what the castle had to behold.

Each child was wide-eyes and speechless as they walked around the smooth wooden floor taking time to walk in a slow rhythm and see all that they could. Even Brynn wasn't saying a word or giving off a boastful look, she too was mesmerized.

"Treasure!" the oldest girl cried suddenly as her eyes rested on an ancient wooden box.

The other two turned their heads with interest and quickly ran to the spot. Both of them wanted to be first to see what was inside first as Brynn lifted the ancient lid. Their giant grins turned immediately into open circles in their mouths as the children were in awe once more.

"What are they?" Alex questioned, peering inside. Rusted rings which were held together by other shapes of metal were piled high in the box, spheres that were completely rusted over laid amongst them as well as a few golden coins.

"Gold!" Silas cried in excitement, he began to draw out the other contents of the box to obtain the rounded, flat gold shapes from beneath. Brynn instead busied herself with trying to find some rusted bracelets that would fit her wrist, they seemed oddly linked together to fit someone precisely, but she wasn't quite sure what the bracelets were meant to fit…

"Look you guys!" Alex called the attention towards him, laughing as he kicked up three of the rusted spheres, keeping them in the air like soccer balls. Silas looked over and laughed as well. He decided that his pockets were gold-laden enough and went over to play Alex's new game.

Missa had not joined in with her sister or the other two friends; she was busy on the other side of the castle. This side didn't have any treasures it seemed, but rather papers that were stacked high. The small girl reached up to a shelf that sat against the wall and took a paper from the top, releasing clouds of dust into the area and causing the weak parchment to crumble in her hand, its knowledge never to be passed on.

"Achoo!" Alex sneezed from the smoke, dropping all of the balls onto the ground. They wriggled for a bit strangely, but seemed to be kept shut by the rust, unable to break open. The cloud quickly surged over the entire room, blanketing everything with its smell of agedness.

"Missa, stop that! You're getting our castle dirty!" Brynn yelled from the other side of the room, rolling her eyes at the other girl. Missa frowned and retreated further away from the others to sit down against the screen wall in the darkness. It was the only thing that seemed to have held up.

"Hmmm?" she made a small, bird-like noise as the girl on the floor noticed something on the wall. She rose, taking two steps backwards. Words were written in thick, black lettering which had not faded in the shadows of the castle. It seemed to have been etched with ink and had dripped for a few moments before drying. The letters were severe and thick, clearly the strongest and most powerful sight inside the venerable place. Missa tried again to sound out the letters.

NEVER FORGET​

After two tries, the six-year old found that the message wasn't very hard to read, but it was still very difficult to understand. Why would someone write that inside this beautiful old castle? The child dismissed it as someone who wanted to spoil everyone's fun, such as the teenagers that wrote obscenities on the playground equipment nearby. So she moved on, unaware of what these words were so desperately and bluntly trying to scream to her.

Another box stood in the corner. It wasn't wooden like the one that Brynn found; this one was made of cheap, pink plastic. "Sumi" was written across it in large, childish letters. Missa thought that it would be a good box, one that she could relate to since it seemed that it was once owned by a child by the handwriting on top. Its contents were of lesser quality than the wooden box's Missa discovered upon peering inside, but they were still wondrous to her nonetheless.

Inside sat another one of the spheres; this one was much less rusted because only a limited amount of air had gotten through the plastic, and its white bottom and green and yellow striped top half showed their original colors. Also in the box was a long piece of coarse braided rope, as well as a brightly colored spray bottle.

Missa lifted up the box containing its preserved relics and returned to the group, ready to leave. It was the only thing that she encountered that was worth anything to her inside the decaying, screaming place. Castle Condimed was more of an excitement to the other three, to Missa it was just another thing that she didn't understand.

 

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If anyone would comment on this I'd appreciate it...I know that there have been a few views on it but I'm starting to get discouraged and I don't know if I should continue...