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A Golden Encounter
The climb was tough, excruciating even. The snowy slopes and rocky walls of Mt. Silver let up not even slightly. Some might ask what kept me going, what made me keep scaling this massive mountain with seemingly nothing to it. And that was exactly what.
Rumor had it that a powerful trainer named Red was waiting atop Mt. Silver. Waiting for what, you may ask. Truth is, I didn’t know either. My guess was a good as yours. But never did I question what I was waiting for. I was waiting to confirm the rumor, but at the same time, shatter it. Even at my old age of 55, I had my delusions of grandeur. I wanted to replace Red and become the next trainer of legend. And at the time, I believed I had all it took to become one.
I saw a bright red flash right beside me, recognizing the phenomenon to be one of my partners, Victini. I know, I know. Why and how is a legendary Pokémon, and the legendary Pokémon of victory itself, tagging alongside me, an old veteran with foolish dreams? We both believed in a singular reason for that. Both Victini and I had come to the conclusion that I was its chosen champion. I had never lost a battle before the Victory Pokémon appeared to me, and I certainly hadn’t lost one afterwards. Victini was perhaps my strongest encouragement to take on any challenge, as I believed I could overcome it with Victini behind me.
However, Victini was not my first partner, it’s actually my newest. My first and most trusted one, however, was my dedicated friend, Umbreon. We’ve been together for as long as I can remember. I’ll spare you the details, they’re not much anyway.
After what seemed like forever I could make out a small glimmer at the end of a long tunnel. Was that the exit to the highest peak, or merely another cliff on the way to the top? It didn’t really make a difference. But it turned out to be the former. Victini returned to its Poké Ball as I exited the dark cave…
If only my age hadn’t rotted away my emotions and memory. The scenery was undoubtedly breathtaking, giant chasms and gorges as far as the eye could see. The hail was coming down gently, the clouds they were spawned from ever united, blocking the sun. It would have been a perfect, unspoiled representation of nature at its roughest, but there stood a figure at the edge of the very top. A backwards black-and-yellow cap, a red hoodie and cargo pants were all this figure had covering him. He stood, adamant and unmovable, his gaze glued onto the horizon. But as I took a step, the figure turned, showing he had a frozen yet young face.
We stared, not quite at each other, but at each other still. Not into each other’s eyes, but as if scanning the other and sizing the other trainer up. He spoke none, and I spoke no more. Instinct took over both of us as we both flung our Poké Balls and begun our long-awaited battle.
I don’t remember the words… Just the battle… Such a shame, I’m sure…
It was my Scizor against his Noctowl. Scizor took first attack and charged straight at the Owl Pokémon. It slammed its steel-hard wings against Noctowl’s chest, making it drop to the ground. Scizor continued its assault, its pincers turning into metal. It delivered a flurry of strikes onto the grounded Noctowl and returned to my side. Red spoke none. His Noctowl simply rose up and took off again. It started to glow bright white, blinding both me and Scizor. From the mass of light dove the Owl Pokémon with incredible force, slamming into Scizor and knocking it back against the rock wall behind me, causing huge chunks of rubble to fall on top of it. I glanced back, only to see Scizor burst out of the pile of rocks and ram straight into Noctowl, knocking it unconscious. Red returned his Pokémon into its Poké Ball without a word. He then threw another, which spawned a Togekiss in front of me.
Scizor surged forward, its pincers turned into metal again. But Togekiss avoided Scizor’s attack and let loose a stream of flames from its mouth, knocking Scizor out cold. I returned Scizor into its Poké Ball in silence and chose my next Pokémon, which was my Bisharp. Unfortunately, Bisharp didn’t last long either. My next choice was Samurott. Having played all my advantages I threw away all logic and chose to go with my official first Pokémon.
Samurott jumped high, drawing its twin shell blades and swung down on Togekiss, connecting its attack. Togekiss, however, stood its ground and released a giant, slicing current of air with its wings. Samurott swung its shell blades to nullify the attack, and it succeeded, the mass of air breaking apart. Samurott then fired a high-pressure blast of water from its mouth, knocking Togekiss off the cliff. Red pulled Togekiss back before it careened into the endlessly deep gorge below. Yet again, no word was uttered.
His next Pokémon was Espeon. It quickly defeated Samurott with its unmatched psychic powers. I chose my Haxorus next, and moments later, Espeon lay on the ground, defeated and torn by Haxorus’ battle axe-like tusks. He let no sound escape his mouth, simply returning his Espeon to its ball. His next Pokémon, Ampharos, however, seemed strong. But how strong? I had no idea before Red activated some sort of gem hanging from its neck. The electric Pokémon glowed with a brilliant light, soon breaking out of it and looking very different. It had long, flowing white hair with red orbs in it, and it had grown taller. It looked more intimidating as well.
Ampharos spewed a powerful stream of holy energy from its mouth. Haxorus retaliated by striking the stream with its glowing tusks that emanated a similar energy. It managed to redirect the attack, having suffered minimal harm. Haxorus then charged forward. It entire body was enveloped in a glowing aura. It crashed into Ampharos. But instead of fainting like most opponents did after suffering Haxorus’ attack it stood back up and readied itself. It let loose a massive orb of electric energy that slammed into Haxorus, leaving it unable to move. It then struck Haxorus with an electrically charged punch. Haxorus, however, wasn’t done either. Its claws glowed with a white energy. It charged, delivering a blow twice as strong as the pain Ampharos had dealt to it. Ampharos fell over, but so did Haxorus, exhausted from its toughest battle yet.
We both only had two Pokémon left. Red hurled his ball. Out came something I had least expected: a Suicune. One of the legendary beasts of Johto had chosen Red? No. Something was wrong. Rumor had it Suicune served another trainer, one who had done heroic deeds in the Johto region, and yet Red was the one favored by Suicune?
I took a deep breath, feeling more nervous than ever before, yet my face remained stern. It’s because of something my wife always used to say: “You’ve lost everything in your life… Except your battles.” It wasn’t true, not back then. I had a beautiful wife who loved me and whom I loved with all my heart…
I threw my Poké Ball, letting Victini out to battle. It spun around in the air happily, a perfect contrast to my emotionless persona. It soon stopped and took a more serious attitude. I enjoyed Victini’s glee and energy, though I couldn’t show it. Victini charged at Suicune with all its might, its V-shaped forehead burning brightly with a red-and-yellow flame. The Victory Pokémon crashed into Suicune, causing a massive explosion. But once the smoke cleared, my eyes caught sight of a most horrible situation. Suicune had not only withstood the attack, but it had caught Victini by the arms with its ribbons and was holding it very tightly in place. Victini struggled violently, its cries echoing in the empty vastness of Mt. Silver’s peak.
Suicune opened its mouth and raised Victini to its level. I watched in internal horror as a mass of water started forming in Suicune’s muzzle. And not a moment later, Suicune fired a violently powerful blast of water at point-blank range at Victini, who was still being held tight by the water beast’s ribbons. I was filled with desperation and grief, knowing for sure Victini couldn’t withstand such a terrifyingly powerful attack. Suicune then flung Victini at my feet, the poor thing laying on the snowy floor, unconscious. I picked it up and returned it to its Poké Ball, uttering the first word during this battle.
I was down to my last Pokémon. I latched Victini’s ball onto my belt as a single tear rolled down a cheek ruined by the decades. I hated myself thoroughly for being unable to show emotion at this very moment. But I did what I could; I threw my last Poké Ball. My most faithful partner and the only one who could truly read my inner feelings appeared in front of me. The black dog with its ever-blue stripes and patterns. Umbreon was ready to redeem all of this.
Umbreon looked up at me, and in just a moment he could understand every bit of it. His friends had been defeated and it all rested on his shoulders. He was used to carrying the burdens of our family on his own. After all, he had done it from the beginning.
Suicune fired another blast of water. Umbreon raised a protective barrier around itself, preventing all damage. He then glowed slightly red, bracing himself for the next attack, losing some of what little agility he had while raising his defensive and offensive power. Suicune let loose an icy beam, which connected with Umbreon. It seemed truly painful. Suicune’s power was immense and obvious. But Umbreon withstood the attack. In the next moment, black rays of energy shot at Suicune, making it feel twice the pain Umbreon had felt from its previous attack. Suicune was downed in that single instant. Umbreon howled triumphantly. Red simply scoffed and withdrew Suicune back into its ball. He was down to his last one as well. But somehow I knew it was going to be tougher than the rest of this battle.
Red flung his final ball, releasing his strongest Pokémon, Typhlosion. The fire Pokémon roared, the energy and heat it emanated halting the hail in the area completely. Umbreon braced itself. This was the final stop!
Typhlosion stood on all four of its legs, preparing itself for an attack. It charged up for a moment, then released a rapid flurry of massive fireballs into the sky. After flying high, each ball of flames fell back down at incredible speed and force. And they were all heading for Umbreon. It was like the end of the world itself was focusing itself onto my most beloved partner. I could simply watch as Umbreon was buried in a seemingly infinite ocean of flames and explosions. I could hear his painful cries and shrieks of agony as he was thrown around like a ragdoll by the never-ending explosions. After what seemed like forever, the attack stopped. There was smoke and bits of rock everywhere, Typhlosion’s attack having shaped the battlefield itself. And in the middle of it all, a huge crater, and at the bottom lay Umbreon, seemingly unconscious. I stood there, waiting for him to get up. He always did. He ALWAYS did! I waited… And waited… And waited…
Movement. After what seemed like hours I saw movement. Umbreon was getting back up. Slowly, my faithful partner was rising back up to fight this battle to the end. Typhlosion looked shocked, dumbfounded even. It was clear that nothing had ever survived that attack before. Umbreon climbed out of the crater, and wasting no time, he released another flurry of dark energy beams at Typhlosion. Umbreon’s attack seemed just as never-ending as Typhlosion’s had. Beam after beam, hit after hit, wound after wound it kept on going until it finally stopped, Typhlosion barely standing on all four of its legs. Unfortunately, Umbreon was in similar condition.
But then, out of nowhere, Typhlosion surged forward, got right up in Umbreon’s face, its fist glowing blue, and it slammed Umbreon into the ground with a punch that could shatter steel walls. The dust cleared, and Umbreon was down again, laying on the ground like it was dead. Time passed, the hail still gone, no winds blowing by. It was as if time itself had stopped. I finally saw Umbreon getting back up. I figured it was sheer willpower keeping him up at this point. His body alone would have been broken already. He stood up, his legs shaking at the sheer difficulty of the task. Umbreon stood for a while, but eventually, he fell. He couldn’t keep going. I had… Lost…
Red returned his Typhlosion into its ball and stepped down from the edge. As he walked past me, he finally said his first words.
“By the way, my name’s Gold.”
I cared not about what he said. Those words bore no value to me. All I could sense at that moment was my fallen friend, laying helplessly on the ground, defeated for the first time in his life. I slowly picked Umbreon up and placed him on the soft snowy floor. I pulled out some berries out of my bag and fed him one, leaving the rest on the ground for him. Then, I approached the edge of the cliff. The hail had returned. It was getting late and the sun was disappearing behind the horizon.
Then, all of a sudden, Victini popped out of its Poké Ball. It took me a moment to realize what had happened. I had lost… With Victini with me. This meant only one thing. I pulled out Victini’s Poké Ball and held it out, not knowing what exactly was going to happen. Then, at no moment’s notice, the ball simply broke apart, the pieces flying into the wind. I remembered a small bit of lore I had collected during my decades of travel. I was visiting Sootopolis City and an elder, most likely a Draconid, approached me with this story…
“Victini is the Victory Pokémon. It is said to grant victory to whoever it travels with. But what most people don’t understand is that is a mistranslation. It is understandable, as the words ‘anyone’ and ‘hero’ are very similar in the ancient languages of Unova. The actual writings say that Victini is said to grant victory only to the chosen hero it travels with. However, it doesn’t mean it’s Victini’s choice. With every generation, one trainer is destined to travel with Victini. They may never meet, but when they do, nothing can stand in their way. You say you travel with Victini, don’t you? For your sake, I hope you are one of Victini’s chosen heroes. If not… Misery will be inevitable.”
I hadn’t dismissed it, but rather I made it into a resolve. I was convinced that I was Victini’s chosen hero, and so was Victini itself, as it had followed me for long and eventually joined me, and we had not lost a battle before or since. But standing here now, at our first loss… It meant but one thing.
Victini turned away, with no goodbyes, and sped off into the distance, leaving a trail of its tears floating in the air. I caught one of them, gazing into it. In it, I saw me and Victini winning one of our first battles together. And then it hit me. These tears Victini left behind were all memories of the time it had spent with me. And now it was erasing them, leaving them to fall into the endless canyons below. I was on my knees, clutching my heart, tears of my own falling on the ground, yet my face was an empty canvas, no emotion painted on it, nor was there ever going to be one again. I stood back up and approached the edge, readying myself for a jump. I felt like I had now truly lost everything in my life… Even my battles. I spread my arms and prepared myself to fall into the gorge below…
… “Where’s my trainer?”
Greetings, all creatures who walk this Earth! My name is Will, or if you prefer pseudonyms and/or nicknames, Umbra. Out of the gutters of the capital area of Finland, I hail with my sailor cap and marine blue vest! I'm in the midst of a time-consuming project, which is the development of my very own strategy PG, Feral Revolution. My current output of art will be mainly focused on the game's characters, weapons, items and such. I have a group set up for the project, so if you wish to check that out, here's the link: feralrevolution.deviantart.com…|
I am a dedicated Pokémon fan, which is going to show in my art in the near future. I enjoy both the causal and competitive aspect of the games, I don't particularly like the anime, I haven't read the manga, but the games are what keep me rooted with the franchise. I also love other franchises like Fire Emblem, Megaman, particularly the Zero series, Ratchet & Clank, Sly Cooper, Legend of Zelda, Super Smash Brothers, Street Fighter and Scribblenauts, as well as some individual games such as Dust: An Elysian Tail and Team Fortress 2. If you are a fan of any of these franchises or games, hit me up! We'll have a grandle time! Also, if you have a sense of balance and you have a Sonic Fan Character or a Pokémon character, roleplays are always welcome on my end!
Not that many people know me yet, so it would probably be a good idea to shed some light into the matter. Just who is this William Taylor?
-I am an only child, born to an older-than-average couple with a 14-year age gap. Both my parents were over 35 when I was born, my father was about 48. It was strange at first, but eventually I learned to accept it.
-My absolute favorite gaming franchises are Pokémon, Legend of Zelda and Fire Emblem.
-My favorite Pokémon game is Pokémon Alpha Sapphire.
-I am the last person to know about anything game-related, despite being a huge video game fan.
-Both my parents are very skeptical of video games, making it difficult to pursue a gaming career for me.
-I wish I was more popular so I didn't have to feel inferior compared to all my internet friends.
-I am a fanatic of Chinese and Greek mythology.
-I have a YouTube channel but it's as empty as an African's stomach at this point. I plan on uploading video game countdowns and Pokémon-related content once I get my hands on the proper equipment.
-My favorite Pokémon is Umbreon.
-I hate event Pokémon and Shiny Pokémon because they have fake value. If you want a further explanation, ask me.
-The only two video game couples I support are ZeroXCiel and Silvaze.
(Couldn't find a ZeroXCiel fan button. If someone has made it or could make one, I will love you forever. Not romantically, though.)
-I don't favorite sexual material for everybody to see.
-I think patriotism is stupid. If you want a further explanation, ask me.
-I like disturbing Pokédex entries.
-I have a knack for languages. If anyone wants to speak any Swedish, German or Spanish with me, I'm open to it.
-if you're interested in Finland, ask me. I'd be glad to tell you more.
-I love British, self-satirizing humor.
-I think MLP is cute, though I don't consider myself a brony by ANY definition of the word.
-I like some Vocaloid artists, particularly Megurine Luka.
-I think Knuckles' design change in Sonic Boom is awesome.
-I think Blockade Entertainment screwed up Murray for the Sly Cooper movie.
-I kill snipers in Team Fortress 2 in my spare time.
-I refresh my inbox every five seconds.
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my personal "bestie" on DeviantArt. Also the Marmite Overlord.
my m8 and an amazing spriter and artist. Good conversation fodder XD
happiest person alive, period. No pun intended.
silly fox girl ^v^
awesome spriter, and just as random and funny to talk to. Also adorable in a dress.
She likes Umbreon. 'Nough said... Ok, she's also a really nice person to have a conversation with if you're feeling like it.
adorkable person ^///^
she may be a little shy but as far as I know, she's the sweetest person on Earth. And she has the best weakness: adorable things.
a little creepy of a person, but in a healthy way ^^ She's also a great girl to talk to.
HOLY FUCK! This guy animates better than Chris Brown punches Rhianna! With Paint.net!
nice person to talk to ^^
another awesome spriter.
she's my personal favorite artist in DeviantArt. If I ever make art like hers, I will die happy.
the best pixel artist I know.
the only artist on DeviantArt who may rival Pathea's art in my eyes.
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