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Ending Sunrise [M]
Introduction
A/N: This is "Apocalyptic Dawn", reworked completely. I'd like to thank Fuyu for the title. The plot has been rewritten; so unlike the previous versions, it should make more sense. I'm also hoping for more reviewers as opposed to the 2-3 I'd gotten. To anyone that's new who reads this, I'd like to give you a warm welcome; any old reviewers, welcome back to LM's latest version. I hope anyone who reads "Ending Sunrise" enjoys it as much as I like writing it. Finally, if you want to be notified of a new chapter, you can inform me in your review or VM/PM me. I won't start a PM List until I'm sure that people are interested.
Disclaimer: This fic is rated M, for violence, character deaths and moderate language. Pokémon is © Game Freak and Nintendo; 1995-2010. All other characters are © Legendarian Mistress.
Chapter List
Prologue
Arc 1
Chapter 1: Feelings Left Unsaid
Prologue
The teenager couldn't define it in words. Ever since they'd come to power, it left her thoughtless every single time she even tried to ponder on it. But remain here she did; observing the poster which had been placed on noticeboards and power poles in each and every township and city in the region. She, known simply as Josephine Harris, pushed back the crimson locks of her hair from her hazel eyes as she exhaled quickly while preparing to walk home.
Josephine was a tall individual. Like her friends, she was a Chosen; it was unfortunate, however, that the Chosen had to hide in shadows now. It was said that the Legendary Josephine was bonded to was the ancestor of all of the Pokémon, that deity being Mew. The girl's grey sleeveless shirt and yellow miniskirt made it hard for other residents of Pallet Town to see her in the fading light that was dusk.
Something shot past her legs just then, giving a half-strangled yowl of fright. She glanced after it, seeing only the beige fur and curled tail. What's a Persian doing in Pallet Town? Josephine wondered, before widening her eyes almost instantly. The poster! Concerned for the evolved Meowth, the sixteen-year-old hurried after the fleeing feline. She had to save this Pokémon, there was no denying that.
Josephine allowed herself to follow the terrified cat's path. The feline's messy trail was evident as though it was running from a pack of canines; garbage bins had been disturbed and the contents littered the footpath, making it difficult for Josephine to keep up with the scared stiff Pokémon. Her purple sandshoes with a yellow streak on each pounded the pavement, and her black League hat with a purple Poké Ball insignia almost flew off in the wind, but she grabbed it in time.
Josephine eventually caught up to the distressed feline and automatically assumed she was too late when she saw it pinned down by an electrified net. Two figures stood ominously over the fallen Pokémon. One was a large, purple snake with red and yellow markings on its chest. <Looking for thisss?> the Arbok hissed, nodding at the weakened Persian.
The other dark figure was garbed all in black, with the only thing even remotely visible being the scarlet-coloured letter imprinted on the man's shirt.
"What the hell are you doing to this Persian?" she questioned.
"Don't play dumb, girl. I know you saw the poster," the man snapped back. Indeed, Josephine had seen the poster, but she refused to believe that the first law was already implemented. There'd been a massive amount of hope that the tyrants would crumble when their leader didn't reveal himself for the last twelve months, but the hope was wiped out in a second when the syndicate's boss released that poster.
Moving towards her with slithering motions of his body, the Poison type reared back and up, casting an intimidating shadow over Josephine. "Unless you want to be in the Persian's place, I suggest that you—"
The man was cut off before he could finish his sentence by a flurry of emerald-green leaves. <You'll pay for that, you authoritarian bastard!> A foul-mouthed voice yelled. The owner of the voice had changed from his previous form in that he had grown a couple of feet, grown lime green fur and long dark green ears. He was now slender-looking, his brown eyes and feet had remained untouched although the same couldn't be said for his paintbrush tail.
It had stretched to almost three times its former size, the lower third the same colour as his body and the upper parts resembling a long, dark green leaf, thinner than his previous form's and wonkier. A leaf sprouting from the front of his neck and his forehead completed his new appearance. His face wore a cynical, rebellious expression.
"Poison Fang," commanded the oppressor.
Arbok lunged forward, baring his fangs at the newly arrived Leafeon. The Grass type stopped his charge mid-leap and growled in agony, as he felt the toxins seep into his bloodstream. He writhed pitifully, before Arbok finally threw him to the ground. In a fierce countermove, he regained his composure and circled the snake.
"Iron Tail!"
The tail of the Verdant Pokémon began to give off a blinding white glow as it came down hard on the helpless Arbok, who was still focused on where Leafeon had been before. The impact sent the snake flying backwards before slamming into a cedar tree. To add insult to injury, the body of Josephine's partner — who had been released while her companion's Pokémon was busy with Arbok — was giving off sparks.
Suddenly, the other girl jumped at the black-garbed man with an object from her belt. He turned slightly, before falling prey to the just released Thunderbolt which had come from Josephine's Luxray.
In his short period of distraction, the man didn't notice that the Leafeon had been instructed to use Shadow Ball. As he turned his head, he saw the dark wave of shadowy energy hurtling towards his legs. In a pathetic attempt to escape, he tried to jump to the left, releasing a shout as he realised his failure. The black sphere illuminated with blue tints spread immediately into his blood, as he was unaware that some poisonous goop was merged within it. Immediately, the poison travelled throughout his body. It was at that point that the lavender-haired teen injected the object, which Josephine quickly confirmed as a syringe, into the man's chest.
With her breathing ragged from the building tension, Josephine looked at her Pokémon. "Finish it, Riley. Thunder Fang," she said tiredly.
The female Electric type nodded and roared triumphantly as she lunged forward, her fangs sparking with electricity. Taken aback by the attack on his master, the Arbok could do nothing but watch in horror as the Luxray sank her fangs into the man's chest. At the same time, the Leafeon defeated the Poison type.
Josephine's companion stood up, and it was clear she was dressed in a bright red zip-up skin-tight jumper and navy blue shorts. She moved with incredible style, striding over to the Persian whose health was deteriorating. As she bent down with her hands on the electrified net, Josephine let out a gasp of surprise. Suppressing a groan of pain, the girl ripped the net off the Pokémon.
The girl recalled the Leafeon and turned to Josephine, after picking up the feline. "Well now, that's one down."
"That's one down, alright. How did you know I would need help?" The tension had gotten to the red-haired teen, which was evident in her strained expression.
"I bonded with Celebi, remember? This one won't be the last; there'll be many more like him. Come on, we have to get going. Your parents are waiting for you."
"Why did this even happen?"
The girl, who seemed to know Josephine and vice versa, walked over to the redhead. "It happened because these dictators ousted the Kantonian government. They won't stop until all of the Chosen are dead or dying. I only wish the government had tried to stop them from coming to power." She leaned in even closer. "Now let's go — if we don't leave, your parents will do something drastic. Besides, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow and this mission needs to be done secretly."
Introduction
A/N: This is "Apocalyptic Dawn", reworked completely. I'd like to thank Fuyu for the title. The plot has been rewritten; so unlike the previous versions, it should make more sense. I'm also hoping for more reviewers as opposed to the 2-3 I'd gotten. To anyone that's new who reads this, I'd like to give you a warm welcome; any old reviewers, welcome back to LM's latest version. I hope anyone who reads "Ending Sunrise" enjoys it as much as I like writing it. Finally, if you want to be notified of a new chapter, you can inform me in your review or VM/PM me. I won't start a PM List until I'm sure that people are interested.
Disclaimer: This fic is rated M, for violence, character deaths and moderate language. Pokémon is © Game Freak and Nintendo; 1995-2010. All other characters are © Legendarian Mistress.
Chapter List
Prologue
Arc 1
Chapter 1: Feelings Left Unsaid
Prologue
BY ORDER OF THE ENDLESS EMPEROR,
let it be known that as of
THIS MOMENT, or
TWELVE AM TONIGHT,
whichever arrives first, following the
SWIFT TRIUMPH of the LEADER of the
ONES WHO RULE, who have obliterated the
DISSENTING FORCES of passivity and
complacency PLAGUING this world,
ALL CITIZENS must, shall and will abide by
THESE FOUR COMMANDS FOR ORDER:
1. All wild Pokémon are to be hunted down and killed upon sight as they are feral creatures.
2. ANY beginning trainer is to be registered at the time of birth.
3. IN PARTICULAR, the practicing of special powers is hereby ABOLISHED.
4. The Endless Emperor is THE ONE who decides all rules and laws. All NOT complying shall be SEIZED.
— As declared by THE ENDLESS EMPEROR
The teenager couldn't define it in words. Ever since they'd come to power, it left her thoughtless every single time she even tried to ponder on it. But remain here she did; observing the poster which had been placed on noticeboards and power poles in each and every township and city in the region. She, known simply as Josephine Harris, pushed back the crimson locks of her hair from her hazel eyes as she exhaled quickly while preparing to walk home.
Josephine was a tall individual. Like her friends, she was a Chosen; it was unfortunate, however, that the Chosen had to hide in shadows now. It was said that the Legendary Josephine was bonded to was the ancestor of all of the Pokémon, that deity being Mew. The girl's grey sleeveless shirt and yellow miniskirt made it hard for other residents of Pallet Town to see her in the fading light that was dusk.
Something shot past her legs just then, giving a half-strangled yowl of fright. She glanced after it, seeing only the beige fur and curled tail. What's a Persian doing in Pallet Town? Josephine wondered, before widening her eyes almost instantly. The poster! Concerned for the evolved Meowth, the sixteen-year-old hurried after the fleeing feline. She had to save this Pokémon, there was no denying that.
Josephine allowed herself to follow the terrified cat's path. The feline's messy trail was evident as though it was running from a pack of canines; garbage bins had been disturbed and the contents littered the footpath, making it difficult for Josephine to keep up with the scared stiff Pokémon. Her purple sandshoes with a yellow streak on each pounded the pavement, and her black League hat with a purple Poké Ball insignia almost flew off in the wind, but she grabbed it in time.
Josephine eventually caught up to the distressed feline and automatically assumed she was too late when she saw it pinned down by an electrified net. Two figures stood ominously over the fallen Pokémon. One was a large, purple snake with red and yellow markings on its chest. <Looking for thisss?> the Arbok hissed, nodding at the weakened Persian.
The other dark figure was garbed all in black, with the only thing even remotely visible being the scarlet-coloured letter imprinted on the man's shirt.
"What the hell are you doing to this Persian?" she questioned.
"Don't play dumb, girl. I know you saw the poster," the man snapped back. Indeed, Josephine had seen the poster, but she refused to believe that the first law was already implemented. There'd been a massive amount of hope that the tyrants would crumble when their leader didn't reveal himself for the last twelve months, but the hope was wiped out in a second when the syndicate's boss released that poster.
Moving towards her with slithering motions of his body, the Poison type reared back and up, casting an intimidating shadow over Josephine. "Unless you want to be in the Persian's place, I suggest that you—"
The man was cut off before he could finish his sentence by a flurry of emerald-green leaves. <You'll pay for that, you authoritarian bastard!> A foul-mouthed voice yelled. The owner of the voice had changed from his previous form in that he had grown a couple of feet, grown lime green fur and long dark green ears. He was now slender-looking, his brown eyes and feet had remained untouched although the same couldn't be said for his paintbrush tail.
It had stretched to almost three times its former size, the lower third the same colour as his body and the upper parts resembling a long, dark green leaf, thinner than his previous form's and wonkier. A leaf sprouting from the front of his neck and his forehead completed his new appearance. His face wore a cynical, rebellious expression.
"Poison Fang," commanded the oppressor.
Arbok lunged forward, baring his fangs at the newly arrived Leafeon. The Grass type stopped his charge mid-leap and growled in agony, as he felt the toxins seep into his bloodstream. He writhed pitifully, before Arbok finally threw him to the ground. In a fierce countermove, he regained his composure and circled the snake.
"Iron Tail!"
The tail of the Verdant Pokémon began to give off a blinding white glow as it came down hard on the helpless Arbok, who was still focused on where Leafeon had been before. The impact sent the snake flying backwards before slamming into a cedar tree. To add insult to injury, the body of Josephine's partner — who had been released while her companion's Pokémon was busy with Arbok — was giving off sparks.
Suddenly, the other girl jumped at the black-garbed man with an object from her belt. He turned slightly, before falling prey to the just released Thunderbolt which had come from Josephine's Luxray.
In his short period of distraction, the man didn't notice that the Leafeon had been instructed to use Shadow Ball. As he turned his head, he saw the dark wave of shadowy energy hurtling towards his legs. In a pathetic attempt to escape, he tried to jump to the left, releasing a shout as he realised his failure. The black sphere illuminated with blue tints spread immediately into his blood, as he was unaware that some poisonous goop was merged within it. Immediately, the poison travelled throughout his body. It was at that point that the lavender-haired teen injected the object, which Josephine quickly confirmed as a syringe, into the man's chest.
With her breathing ragged from the building tension, Josephine looked at her Pokémon. "Finish it, Riley. Thunder Fang," she said tiredly.
The female Electric type nodded and roared triumphantly as she lunged forward, her fangs sparking with electricity. Taken aback by the attack on his master, the Arbok could do nothing but watch in horror as the Luxray sank her fangs into the man's chest. At the same time, the Leafeon defeated the Poison type.
Josephine's companion stood up, and it was clear she was dressed in a bright red zip-up skin-tight jumper and navy blue shorts. She moved with incredible style, striding over to the Persian whose health was deteriorating. As she bent down with her hands on the electrified net, Josephine let out a gasp of surprise. Suppressing a groan of pain, the girl ripped the net off the Pokémon.
The girl recalled the Leafeon and turned to Josephine, after picking up the feline. "Well now, that's one down."
"That's one down, alright. How did you know I would need help?" The tension had gotten to the red-haired teen, which was evident in her strained expression.
"I bonded with Celebi, remember? This one won't be the last; there'll be many more like him. Come on, we have to get going. Your parents are waiting for you."
"Why did this even happen?"
The girl, who seemed to know Josephine and vice versa, walked over to the redhead. "It happened because these dictators ousted the Kantonian government. They won't stop until all of the Chosen are dead or dying. I only wish the government had tried to stop them from coming to power." She leaned in even closer. "Now let's go — if we don't leave, your parents will do something drastic. Besides, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow and this mission needs to be done secretly."