//:Simple Eternity:\\
Water is Earth's True Bliss...
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This is indeed my first FanFiction at PC, and I hope I'm up to snuff with the others here. This FanFiction is PG-16 due to the extreme violence, excessive cursing, sexual conduct, and moderate gore in this story. Now, this is simply a teaser of what is to come. Chapter 1 will be up shortly, but I just wanted to see how I was doing with it so far by nomination of critics. But, enough ramble. Let's proceed to the Fic!
Pokémon|Solidify-By Simple Eternity aka Leon Ryuichi
Prologue: Brainstorm of the Dark Ones...
"Everything is underway..."
The words echoed coldly through the almost pitch black room of steel containment, save one spare hanging lightbulb. Within the metal walls that shone with every rock of the lightsource were four figures. Five, if you count the mangled, disfigured corpse upon the cold floor. The four figures hung over the corpse, their shadows causing the drying pool of blood underneath it to shift to a dark maroon color. One of the figures walked away from the group, their buttoned coat swaying against their form with every clanking step they took. They stopped near the opposite end of the scene and folded their arms behind their backs. Their breath came out in murmured rasps that sent a whisp of chilled fog from their lips due to the cold of the room. However, it didn't seem to really bother them.
"Now that Olanzo's dead, we can begin to move ahead. His importance dried away as soon as the boy came into the picture, which was a setback indeed. However, we turned it into an advantage by means of emotion. Now that their leader is finished, they won't dare interfer with us ever again, and that's one less bastard hero to worry about." The figure spoke with a voice of both sheer glee and wicked coldness. By the deep vibrations in the figure's voice, they were clearly male. The others stirred at the sound of his voice breaking through the silence like a stone through a mirror, but no other movement resulted from the speech. Not until a few moments later, when another male figure raised their head from the corpse, chuckled connivingly then sneered.
"What about the others, Shade? Fenir and Velmont are still in the Sapporo. They've been on a rampage, slaughtering nearly hundreds of Rookie Trainers. If this keeps up, Sapporo might discover us..." The male stated, then returned back to the corpse, licking their lips as if preparing to devour a savoring piece of meat. The one known as Shade lifted his head at the news and dropped his hands to his side. He then turned and began to slowly walk towards the other male. with ever step, the floor absorbed the weight of the male and let out a deep clank, for the male's boot soles seemed sturdy enough to bargain with the hardened alloy in the floor. The male raised his head at the sound and opened his eyes wide as Shade reached out and gripped the male by the throat, his fingers clutching the flesh of the other male until they situated themselves behind the straining veins that began to pop out of the flesh. Shade's mouth was tight and his teeth were clenched together in a vicious snarl that showed he was not at all pleased by the news bearer's gift.
"And WHY am I JUST finding OUT about THIS!? Jackal, I want you to go out there and retrieve those two ****s before they screw us all over, do I make myself clear?"
"C-C-Cry..stal, s-sir." Jackal spat into the ceiling due to the angling of Shade's grip. His face was darkening in color and his eyes began to bulge from their sockets. Air that was once so freely circulated through the lungs was now cut off, causing blood to pump faster from the heart, which had to make due with the oxygen shortage. The beating of it's work was pounding against Jackal's ribcage as life began to slowly but surely slip from his grasp. And just when it seemed as if Jackal would never be able to take another breath again, Shade released his grip. Jackal began to fall to his knees after taking in his well-earned gulps of air, until Shade swiftly brought a solid knee into his stomach, violently shoving out all that fresh air. Jackal fell to the ground, shaking and clutching his stomach as the other two figures laughed devilishly at him. He struggled to his feet, nodded to Shade, and with that ran towards the bolted steel door at the far right end of the room, unlatched the locks, and stammered out on jelly legs. Shade watched him the entire time, until the door slammed back into it's holding position and the latch was seen resliding to it's locked position. Shade then cut eyes at the other two, and the laughing stopped almost instantaneously. He then strode back over to his spot upon the opposite side of the rotting corpse and thought aloud.
"Once Fenir and Velmont are punished, we can start moving into phase one of the plan. Count, you and Jackal will move to Oita and begin taking out the key people marked in your mission bias. Olga and I will execute the keys in Valecia, and Fenir and Velmont will stick to their mission and eliminate the keys in Sapporo. Once all the keys are out of the way, the 'destined ones' will show themselves, then we can measure their strength to make an appropriate level of defense to counter them. Now, since Jackal is now gone, Count, you may begin your feast as a prize for a job well done." Shade said darkly, his form hunched over a darkened table littered with profiles of certain authority figures, blueprints of buildings and bias on mission objectives. One of the figures, Olga, moved from the corpse and walked over on high heels, by the sounds of the tapping against the floor, towards Shade. The final figure, Count, sneered, revealing sharp canines and opened his mouth wide, then leaned down and began to gorge himself in the corpse's bloodied flesh. The sick sounds of the crimson fluid splashing and slurring against Count's lips echoed in the metal room as piece by piece, the corpse was slowly eaten by the cannibal. Olga by this time had reached Shade and was rubbing his back sexually before leaning into his ear and parting her black colored lips.
"What of the already discovered destined?" she asked, curiousity heavy and apparent on her voice. Shade, for the first time, gave a smile of coy and confidence and turned to Olga.
"Leave him. He'll grow with the others, and we'll strike him when he's at his peak. Otherwise, there would be no challenge." He murmured, before running a hand through Olga's hair and leaning forward to connect lips with hers. The two broke into a passionate kiss as Count lifted his head and let out a heavy breath that formed into a reddened cloud of vapor, as the blood poured from his mouth and the flesh clung to his face.
End
Pokémon|Solidify-By Simple Eternity aka Leon Ryuichi
Prologue: Brainstorm of the Dark Ones...
"Everything is underway..."
The words echoed coldly through the almost pitch black room of steel containment, save one spare hanging lightbulb. Within the metal walls that shone with every rock of the lightsource were four figures. Five, if you count the mangled, disfigured corpse upon the cold floor. The four figures hung over the corpse, their shadows causing the drying pool of blood underneath it to shift to a dark maroon color. One of the figures walked away from the group, their buttoned coat swaying against their form with every clanking step they took. They stopped near the opposite end of the scene and folded their arms behind their backs. Their breath came out in murmured rasps that sent a whisp of chilled fog from their lips due to the cold of the room. However, it didn't seem to really bother them.
"Now that Olanzo's dead, we can begin to move ahead. His importance dried away as soon as the boy came into the picture, which was a setback indeed. However, we turned it into an advantage by means of emotion. Now that their leader is finished, they won't dare interfer with us ever again, and that's one less bastard hero to worry about." The figure spoke with a voice of both sheer glee and wicked coldness. By the deep vibrations in the figure's voice, they were clearly male. The others stirred at the sound of his voice breaking through the silence like a stone through a mirror, but no other movement resulted from the speech. Not until a few moments later, when another male figure raised their head from the corpse, chuckled connivingly then sneered.
"What about the others, Shade? Fenir and Velmont are still in the Sapporo. They've been on a rampage, slaughtering nearly hundreds of Rookie Trainers. If this keeps up, Sapporo might discover us..." The male stated, then returned back to the corpse, licking their lips as if preparing to devour a savoring piece of meat. The one known as Shade lifted his head at the news and dropped his hands to his side. He then turned and began to slowly walk towards the other male. with ever step, the floor absorbed the weight of the male and let out a deep clank, for the male's boot soles seemed sturdy enough to bargain with the hardened alloy in the floor. The male raised his head at the sound and opened his eyes wide as Shade reached out and gripped the male by the throat, his fingers clutching the flesh of the other male until they situated themselves behind the straining veins that began to pop out of the flesh. Shade's mouth was tight and his teeth were clenched together in a vicious snarl that showed he was not at all pleased by the news bearer's gift.
"And WHY am I JUST finding OUT about THIS!? Jackal, I want you to go out there and retrieve those two ****s before they screw us all over, do I make myself clear?"
"C-C-Cry..stal, s-sir." Jackal spat into the ceiling due to the angling of Shade's grip. His face was darkening in color and his eyes began to bulge from their sockets. Air that was once so freely circulated through the lungs was now cut off, causing blood to pump faster from the heart, which had to make due with the oxygen shortage. The beating of it's work was pounding against Jackal's ribcage as life began to slowly but surely slip from his grasp. And just when it seemed as if Jackal would never be able to take another breath again, Shade released his grip. Jackal began to fall to his knees after taking in his well-earned gulps of air, until Shade swiftly brought a solid knee into his stomach, violently shoving out all that fresh air. Jackal fell to the ground, shaking and clutching his stomach as the other two figures laughed devilishly at him. He struggled to his feet, nodded to Shade, and with that ran towards the bolted steel door at the far right end of the room, unlatched the locks, and stammered out on jelly legs. Shade watched him the entire time, until the door slammed back into it's holding position and the latch was seen resliding to it's locked position. Shade then cut eyes at the other two, and the laughing stopped almost instantaneously. He then strode back over to his spot upon the opposite side of the rotting corpse and thought aloud.
"Once Fenir and Velmont are punished, we can start moving into phase one of the plan. Count, you and Jackal will move to Oita and begin taking out the key people marked in your mission bias. Olga and I will execute the keys in Valecia, and Fenir and Velmont will stick to their mission and eliminate the keys in Sapporo. Once all the keys are out of the way, the 'destined ones' will show themselves, then we can measure their strength to make an appropriate level of defense to counter them. Now, since Jackal is now gone, Count, you may begin your feast as a prize for a job well done." Shade said darkly, his form hunched over a darkened table littered with profiles of certain authority figures, blueprints of buildings and bias on mission objectives. One of the figures, Olga, moved from the corpse and walked over on high heels, by the sounds of the tapping against the floor, towards Shade. The final figure, Count, sneered, revealing sharp canines and opened his mouth wide, then leaned down and began to gorge himself in the corpse's bloodied flesh. The sick sounds of the crimson fluid splashing and slurring against Count's lips echoed in the metal room as piece by piece, the corpse was slowly eaten by the cannibal. Olga by this time had reached Shade and was rubbing his back sexually before leaning into his ear and parting her black colored lips.
"What of the already discovered destined?" she asked, curiousity heavy and apparent on her voice. Shade, for the first time, gave a smile of coy and confidence and turned to Olga.
"Leave him. He'll grow with the others, and we'll strike him when he's at his peak. Otherwise, there would be no challenge." He murmured, before running a hand through Olga's hair and leaning forward to connect lips with hers. The two broke into a passionate kiss as Count lifted his head and let out a heavy breath that formed into a reddened cloud of vapor, as the blood poured from his mouth and the flesh clung to his face.
End
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