That was impressive. With just two beats of the great guardian’s wings, the sky itself had swelled into an endless cloud of storms. The rain itself, beginning with a soft patter, was now pounding down like hail. Pelting off of the armor’s steel shell as its claw increased its hold onto the beast with a mere fraction of his potential power.
This being... this Guardian. Yes, Necrozma did like what he felt. The glimmer of silver in the midst of a wonderful storm. It wasn’t a lie to say that Necrozma’s form was weak to the absence of light- but thankfully, touching Lugia’s form gave him strength. How delicious.
His palm pressed forward. Gently, to feign a caress along the Lugia’s struggling frame.
“Such magnificence. I envy your power, divine guardian. Who is to say that I may make this power my own. Would you struggle more-so?” The tone, hollow and empty, was filled with temptation and whispers.
“You do not think you can burst? That I am the only life form that can? Oh, I take pity. It must be a pain not being able to exert your fullest potential.” In comparison to their sorry state. Yes, Necrozma truly did see this being as ‘sorry’. Incomplete, their light flickering with faltering error.
He would never dream of touching something horrendous- but then again. There was something utterly special about this one. Their light. The hunger for more. It drew the armor in, and its echoed voice continued to rattle in its otherwise hollow appearance.
“I would tell you. There is a way. There has always been a way.” Sickeningly calm. Reassuring. The pokemon knew how to pluck at the heartstrings, and when he saw something he wanted, he took.
A claw extending outward, talons unfurling to reveal the glowing triangle in the midst of its blackened palm.
“I can teach you so much. Such an imperfect form, as I am as well, can learn so much more when we are together. Trust me, and you shall see just how strong you may become.”
Silent was the night within the space of stars and stardust. The thing about space, as a whole- was that it and its antimatter held no sound. Not even the slightest of noise, not a peep nor utter of life. Devoid of life with exception of the glimmering stars galaxies away, space was the a vaccum of the unliving that held life.
Life that originated with light.
Light that did not belong to them. Light that belonged to one entity, and one entity only.
The drivings of a divine terror that hovered in the distance like its brethren stars. Wings sprawled wide, illuminating with His Blessings. His entire being that poured power with just breathing in such a vaccum.
Silently, his tail gliding behind it, the armored dragon crept across the dead of space. Multi-faceted eyes latched onto its one true destination. Said stars, that were in its way, were consumed by it. Leaving a trail of nothing but utter waste and dying light in its wake.
Scientists would surely notice by now that something wasn’t right. A ‘star’, they would think, that was working so quietly from eons and eons away. Noticing, but not taking mind to the missing stars that diminished.
One.
By.
One.
Thankfully, with the use of its ungodly psychic ability, nothing could detect the great divine’s presence or power. Such technologies did not exist on this planet. It was too far away to appear as a threat- but still, those hints were known.
Stars were eaten away.
Soon, it will be the gas giants. The meteors. The existence of everything would be consumed by Light.
Everything will become one with Light.
The only TRUE sun. The only TRUE star, and it was coming for them. Inch by inch, breath by breath within the confines of ultra space and space itself.
Dooms day will be graced with twilight’s final hour. Light will consume. Consume everything. Take everything. Claim everything as His.
Gloriously, he would shine his light upon the world in which he truly ruled. A world where only THEY would obey their rightful ruler. The God of Light who, upon his own twisted kindness, would give those life forms the gift of his appearance in exchange for the praises they would sing from the top of their lungs and the bare bottoms of their heart.
Their love. Forced out from their bodies like squeezing the last bit of toothpaste out of a tube.
It felt reinvigorating. Purely tasteful, and JUST as the dragon envisioned it. Everything was to his design, and upon carefully plucking each piece like a game of chess. In this perfect world, humans forfeit their lives for the sake of the deeds they have done.
A new world filled of pokemon and ultra beasts.
Except... all is not what Necrozma had assumed it would be.
No. From his reign, he realized how many pokemon detested the God. To take away all humans meant to take away the balance of nature. Without humans, pokemon cannot thrive truthfully.
Wars broke out. Many pokemon planned the God’s actual assassination. Some of which even resorted into trickery of sorts in order to throw the God off of his balance.
The sun itself would blister before the angered pokemon. Bewildered at the fact that they, too, would turn on such a GENEROUS being such as he.
Only to lead to the end when, miraculously, a stubborn man and his dragon appeared to have been saved by these so-called ‘righteous crusaders’.
Oh, if only Necrozma knew that, regardless of how he went through it time and time again, that his ideal of a human-less Utopia would end up in scraps for him.
Nothing is as terrifying as when the moon glows red. Cascading its scarlet glimmers of light upon the very region that was doomed for a cursed fate that would soon befall it. Trainers and their pokemon could merely watch up in horror as mighty wings spread across the nightless sky. The moon’s light, as well as the host pokemon in question, gleamed in such a brilliant array of blues and cyans.
The sheer power of this pokemon could not be matched by no other. No one could hope to penetrate the prismatic armor that sucked away at the light encased beast, and with a deafening CRY, the beast of the moon began to glow in such a radiant eerie pale white light.
“LI! LI! LI! L I I I I I I I G H T!”
A sickening BURST of the moon’s light began to bathe Hoenn in all of its glory. Energy that could hurt. Energy that could dissolve and take away at its own will. The beast’s Dawn Wings will start a new day with this planet’s annihilation- starting with this forsaken region!
A sudden broken burst of light shoots into a spiraling break akin to a spider web’s design. The attack the moon beast had intended was interjected, and the great ultra beast scowled at its foe that dared to get in the way.
Standing atop a sky scraper, what seemed to be a human, was staring up right at the beast. Eyes piercing yellow, as bright as the sun, and his cape as green as emerald swaying in the wind, the man’s hand had lowered.
He had fired a hyper beam straight up at the Moongeist. there would be no death tolls here. Not today.
“You have messed with the wrong species, alien. I will not allow for you to bring your destruction upon t his world. As my duty as the sky’s guardian.”
His form began to change. Shift, twist, and bend. Growing as long and as big as the skyscraper itself, its form winding around the human-made structure, the emerald beast released an ear-shattering BELLOW.
Shooting up at the sky, Rayquaza began cloaking himself in a bright green light. The golden tendrils trailing after him straightening as he shot himself through the sky. A blackened fog-like material ghosting along his nose before-
BOOM!
The legendary broke the sound barrier, and he intended that the Ultra Beast would not dodge this Dragon Ascent!
A flutter of wings, and the moon bat, too, darts down to meet the dragon legend with its own attack at the ready. Its blackened claws protruding from its chest reaching out, triangles of light glowing with one purpose in mind.
To absorb the light from the legend below.
Once the two beings met nose to nose, the sky alit with a multitude of colors. Greens, blues, oranges, and yellows sparked and rippled as the legend and beast dueled it out in an all out war. Hyper beam grazed the wings of the beast, and another moongeist burned the tip of the dragon’s tail.
With another mighty CRUNCH of his fangs, the mighty dragon dug its maw right into Necrozma’s chest. Ripping out and crushing the beast’s main central control of energy flow.
A pain-filled cry, and the fused beast falters. It is still in control, but it is weak. This dragon is too strong for it. It needs more... it needs more power. More light, in hopes of taking down such an opponent.
Ripping open an Ultra Wormhole, the creature makes its escape. Closing it before Rayquaza could get a chance to give chase.
Spiraling across the sky in an infinite loop, Rayquaza’s eyes latched onto the space like a cat awaiting a mouse to peer out from behind a wall.
No beast shall get past this great legend. No matter if they are psychic, or ghost, or something entirely different, the Delta pokemon bared his fangs.
None shall get past him....
None... unless... if the beast did the unthinkable...
A metallic gleam had glistened from underneath the sands of Melemele. One would have thought that it was a shard from a nearby volcano. In fact, the glass-like gleam would shift in the sunlight. Multiple colors upon black would glisten in iridescence as the weight of the being below would suddenly emerge from its depths.
Before the female’s feet, an array of sharp shards would peek up from the sand. It would rise. Rise. Rise more, until the sudden blackened body of the creature before her would hover before her. Sand dripping from either side of its body, the being’s ‘face’ would direct its attention right at her.
It seemed... very interested in her.
The creature’s claw rose up. Almost with hesitation, and reaches out for the human. Claws opened, it froze in place. Its claw positioned downward, the tip of its razor sharp claw barely close to her chest, as if it were pointing at her heart.
Then, a sudden vibrating buzzed in her head. The ‘face’ of said creature lightened into a bright white, as if to s how that it, too, were alive.
A voice echoed inside of her mind. Not powerful, but not weak, either.
“You. I can feel your air. What is it that humans call you.”
“Leave this- Ah!” Startled, the Interpol agent looked down to see his arm pinned down to his body by a pitch black claw. The grip was tight- dangerous, and despite his demands, the creature still refused to leave. Desperate for a way out, to at least save his partner… the poor Growlithe, Looker tried to reach for his communicator, to at least call for help- any sort of back up, but the claw still against him pushed harder, forcing him to wince and buckle down.
“You..are not my ‘God’, I apologize..” the pain in his wrist was incredible, his hand finally let go of the pokeball, which rolled enough to keep Looker from being able to pick it up.
In Lunala’s hands, the puppy squirmed and wriggled, trying to get free- even whimpering. It killed the officer..
There was no choice. He had to say something.
Or did he…
“Fine.. I’ll.. I’ll show you where she is.. just let the growlithe go..” If he could just get his friend down and into it’s pokeball..
Oh, how precious this was. The human simply didn't think that it, the light devourer, was below it. How... disgusting. Claws squeezed tightly for a moment, threatening to break the man it had grabbed onto. Humans were fragile. Humans couldn't survive with minor injuries. They couldn't rebuild themselves if, let's say, their arm was ripped clean out of their socket and torn to shreds.
There it was. The submission. The white flag that had been casted into the wind. It made Necrozma itself light up in satisfaction. Good, it wanted this. That girl, too. Necrozma knew that as soon as he had her AND him under his claw, that nothing would be able to stop its reign.
“Release it.”
The Lunala, eyes as bright as stars from Necrozma’s control, widened their wings long enough to drop the fire-type on the ground. The beast wouldn’t be concerned over the much weaker pokemon. It still had its master in its claw, so doing anything foolish would surely result in a fatal injury.
“You have received what you wanted. Now give me what I want.”
Rui shuddered against the force on her shield while Necrozma reared back in mild surprise. Rui tried her best to hold it, but when she realized it would be a lost cause, she thrust forward with all her strength and turned the shield into a weapon, she would not just let him in. She hoped to at least stutter Light’s rampage in the face of suddenly having a force exploding against him from the Aura shield. Rui then quickly moved to activate her Necrozma’s true power, she knew it would drain her but… well, it was probably their only actual hope.
Necrozma, already knowing what his Rui was about to do, flew in front of her at the ready. Finally, he felt the power rush into him as Rui did the movements to activate it. With a terrifying screech at the monster daring to call itself a Necrozma, he fired off Light that Burns the Sky. He would not let this monster harm him or his human, his Rui. She was trying so hard, standing up to this creature, and he would not let her sacrifice of energy go to waste. “Behold what I can do thanks to MY Rui! You weak, foul, creature!”
This surprised Light. As soon as its claw had come down against the human's shield, a sudden burst of explosive energy threw the armor backwards against the gravel and dirt. Its claw, smashing into the ground to halt its body from being blown back, suddenly scratched and dented. Noticing the 'injury', the beast pulled its talons out from the ground before its attention suddenly shot towards the human.
That power. It felt it even before Rui began to activate the damn crystal. It’s the source of all of Necrozma’s power and more. The very thing that Light itself lacked; the ultranecrozium crystal.
The Light that Burns the Sky.
What a magnificent view, to be one of the few to stand before the mighty power of all light essence. Necrozma felt itself CRAVE for it. Hunger. Lust. It wanted what the other Necrozma had, and the beast could only watch as the attack glistened the sky in a haunting yellow-like hue.
Then the attack initiated, and Light had no choice but to throw its palms forward.
Light began to suddenly burst through the Necrozma’s system as Rui’s partner blasted it with the force of a bomb. The light itself was powerful, even going as far as burning Light’s claws and palms. It was lucky that it managed to consume a small portion of the energy before it ignited into a fireball.
The attack, as hot as anything Light had ever encountered before, left the beast as a scarlet red from the heat it was exposed to.
Sizzling, damaged, yet otherwise restored a little through absorption, Light felt its body shake and quiver from the temperature. It’s dangerously hot, and it was a wonder that Necrozma didn’t melt quite yet.
“That power... I...” It failed, it knew it did. There was no way it would take another Light that Burns the Sky and survive. Its body would melt, its prism mind would burst to pieces. It could absorb a portion of it, yes, but it wouldn’t be enough to repair itself from the damage that it will do to it on the outside.
“I… should hope so. I have been here a few days before. Has something happened?”
Eve swallowed thickly, her mouth beginning to feel parched as her eyes continued to search the dense storm as Chauncey began to calm herself and looked for the source of the voice as well. The heiress could feel the hairs on her neck standing on end as a heavy presence slowly began to become clear to her.
“My name is Eveen. May I ask yours?”
A stray hair blew in front of her face, but when she brushed it away again, Eve found herself staring up at a legendary she was not familiar with.
The sight nearly made her heart stop, yet the stinging pain that was steadily growing in her chest was largely ignored as she stood much like prey in the headlights.
He processed the name, body hunched as he stood guarded above one of the mountain's steepest slopes. It's no surprise; humans have come here for centuries and more, but this was different. This time, something was lurking among the mountain's cold atmosphere. Something otherworldly. Something deadly and merciless.
A human that Solgaleo should protect and fight for.
“Solgaleo, eater of the sun. Protector birthed from the sun’s rays. This mountain is off limits to mortals, and I don’t think you truly know what you’re up against if you continue forward.”
“You think so?” Taiyo deduced it was using telepathy to speak. Morningstar wasn’t much of a talker itself, but Taiyo had sense to reason, from this one’s voice, it was more feral and perhaps primitive. Taiyo knew what had to be done to assist it. reaching up, Taiyo pressed two fingers to the Ultra Necrozium-Z, allowing a burning radiance to bleed from his wrist and flood the black armor of Morningstar, “Become the light that burns the sky! Ultra Burst!”
Its smoky quartz-like armor began to hum, and glow brilliantly, the sound of ionized light refracting throughout its body. A pure, green energy poured from Morningstar as what seemed to be a supernova enveloped it. Within a burst of iridescent glory, a white hot brain prism floated over the Pokémon’s blinding aura, the light snapping away immediately to reveal the same blackened crystalline armor- only now reshaped into a form entirely different! The burning brain prism exploded in a fury of golden warmth, filling the armor with a glowing, plasmic form! Ultra Burst had taken effect, and Morningstar had regained its lost light.
Raising its head, Morningstar’s dichromatic eyes glimmered, like the stained glass of a cathedral’s hall. A prominence flourished from its burning maw.
“You think me imprisoned, bretheren?” asked the cool voice of Morningstar, reverberating with telepathic autotuning, “Do you forget that your mangled, damaged form is not your true self? The only one of us who is imprisoned… their soul is still caged within that infernal tower!” Morningstar flashed its plasma wings, “Behold the light this human has bestowed upon me… and reconsider which of us is truly the inmate!”
Another one that could Ultra Burst-! Necrozma itself could only seethe in anger as the sudden light bathed all around them, causing the conjoined beasts to merge into one being. Its true form, the form that Light had been looking for so long, right in front of him almost as if it had been summoned out of nothing.
Where were they getting this power?! Did the other beast give it to them? How foolish. It was floating just before it, but Light could only look on in utter rage and anguish at the fact that a HUMAN had gotten their nasty, grubby hands on ITS energy.
They wanted to play games? Fine then, Light can also play games. Just because it was an empty piece of armor didn't mean that it was left in a weak situation. No, Light had tricks up his claw, and its ravenous thirst for this being's light had heightened throughout its system.
Claws flicking open, the dark armored beast’s palm lit up with blinding illuminence. Except, instead of the light infusing within the being’s form, Light used it outwardly in order to literally break open a swirling void above its body. It appeared to be some sort of Ultra Wormhole, except this one was filled with dark energy instead of light. Swirling in place, the wormhole stayed stationary above Necrozma as the creature then aimed its attention right at the Taiyo, the beast’s human.
“It is mine. That tower is what they FEAR! That tower... is what keeps them away. To keep them in line, to cower. It is our rule to strike terror into what they’ve done to us.”
The incomplete armor then points a sleek blackened claw right at Morningstar. “If you do not acknowledge your imprisonment... then I shall do it for you.” The wormhole widened, and the vortex within it began to spiral even faster than before.
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