KaraC
Champion Wannabe
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*looks about cautiously and emerges into the open*
Ah, Hello again!
I've been lurking, I admit. I thought it best to brush up on my boardiquette before I either embarrassed myself or got suspended. Both are unenviable fates.
*snaps fingers* Right, the fanfic!
It's not a fanfic per-se .... more of a collection of one-shots. Anyone who's familiar with my work on FF.net will know what comes after this.
Ah, Hello again!
I've been lurking, I admit. I thought it best to brush up on my boardiquette before I either embarrassed myself or got suspended. Both are unenviable fates.
*snaps fingers* Right, the fanfic!
It's not a fanfic per-se .... more of a collection of one-shots. Anyone who's familiar with my work on FF.net will know what comes after this.
1 - Lucario and Ash
She ran.
Leaves wave in her wake, black paws kissing the earth below like raindrops before taking to the trees, trying to shake her pursuers. But the monferno was fast and easily followed as she leapt from branch to branch, from tree to tree. Mankeys leap from her path, chittering but staying away. They know she is strong, and her hunter stronger still.
An angry roar, the Flame Wheel misses but the heat of it's passing still singes her tail. The monferno's master wants her treasure. His Aura is repulsive, stinking of greed and corruption. Something flashes across her senses, another Aura, but different. It is raw, untrained. It is pure and active. It's not far. Desperate, her Aura lashes forward. Half a mile east. A meadow. Help. She changes her course. If they are the same, if the Aura receives hers ...
Mid-step, he froze.
The desperation, the fear sears through him like a hot spear. A heartbeat later he's running. Weaving between the trees and clamouring ungracefully over logs. His ears do not, cannot hear the confused shouts of his friends over the rushing blood. He does not feel the tiny, sharp claws of his pikachu digging into his skin. He feels only the Aura and how it guides him unerringly through the thick forest. Nidoran watch as he sprints by, their senses tell them he has no interest in them. The trees open and reveal a meadow, he bursts through into it and, guided by the Aura, turns to the north.
A pillar of fire, a Fire Spin, erupts through the canopy and towers high. He knows whatever made it is strong, that it's originator is no wild pokemon.
"Buizel! Water Gun!"
"Bui!" The water opens a hole in the wall of flame, a badly singed lucario clutching something leaps through and lands in front of him. Their eyes meet, their Auras mingle, and he knows ...
Fire surrounded her.
She couldn't move without the risk of touching the wall. She hung her head, she'd failed to protect her treasure, her egg. The meadow was so close ...!
Over the roar of the flame, a human voice. The fire hissed and sputtered angrily as it died and revealed green beyond! She leaps with everything she has left and looks up. A human! But not the one chasing her ... could it be ...? Her Aura touches his and it's the one! She feels the honesty, the traces left by Lugia, Celebi. By Latias and Deoxys and another Lucario. She lingers on the touch of the lucario, it is well trained and powerful. Coming to the fore are the traces of yet more of the legends, of Manaphy, Darkrai and Shaymin. They trusted this human, and so would she. She places her treasure in his hands, she can feel his confusion.
"Why me?"
Her hunters are close, as she leaves, unburdened but still wounded, she reflects the trust of the legends to him, magnified so that he feels them as clearly as she. Her trust is in there as well, and her gratitude.
Run run run run ....!
His adrenaline surges as the memory of her flight pulls him in. Suddenly he's the one running, looking back, avoiding the unforgiving flames of the monferno. He's feeling as lucario does, he's feeling his own Aura from lucario's perspective and feeling the rush of hope fill his heart.
He sees the hope as lucario gives him the egg. He still doesn't understand why, so he asks. Lucario flees, but Aura washes over him again and he feels the trust, he remembers the legendary pokemon who trusted him. Lucario wants him to hide, to not draw attention to himself or the new life he now holds.
The sounds of a vicious battle breaks the silence, and he wants so badly to run toward it, to help ...! It takes gritted teeth, hunched shoulders, shadowed eyes and clenched fists to turn and walk away.