Had an idea, and I really needed this for my PokemonXDannyPhantom fixation.
Infinite Realms, the Dimension between all Dimensions and Afterlives where all kinds of Ghosts and Entities reside. So I had a thought, about the PokeWorld.
What if when Pariah Dark first woke up, EVERY SINGLE GHOST-TYPE POKEMON FROZE. Wether they were fighting, pranking, chilling, or haunting - point is, all of them froze for a good minute. Everyone was confused about what happened, because they were all unresponsive.
And then, they all began to SCREECH and freak out all at once. Mainly out of fear, and ignored practically EVERYTHING to get away and stayed in hiding. Eventually though, they all calmed down - just when Danny finally sealed him away.
And everyone still has no idea what happened, because they thought it was a Pokemon-Thing, not a Ghost-Thing.
And then, roughly 2 - 3 years later - the same thing happens again. All of the Ghosts Froze, and everyone was expecting panic. What they got instead, was looks of pure joy and excitement before EVERY SINGLE GHOST POKEMON DISAPPEARED.
I do mean, ALL OF THEM - ALL AT ONCE.
They were gone for HOURS and no one knew why, and that was somehow scarier than knowing a place is Haunted. And suddenly, they all re-appeared, all happier and overjoyed.
At this point, everyone just HAD to ask - what on earth happened? Psychic-Type Pokemon and Pokemon who can ask themselves, or Ghost-Pokemon who can telepathically speak told everyone what happened. A New Ghost King has been crowned!
There is absolute silence around the world for approximately 10 seconds.
(Been a bit since I did an Ennead AU or Prompt, huh)
They had been… Shattered, torn apart, barely developed cores ripped from still living bodies left spasming and rotting, consciousness frayed and trapped in the shards. Had been pulled apart further, warped until they could barely remember what they were before, flashes of separate memories coming together to form knowledge they did not like.
They had… found each other, less alive and dead than before, only continuing to exist from the saturation of the surrounding ecto. Had cobbled themselves together, nine becoming four then two, then one singular core.
One being of Nine, dripping blood, dripping gore and viscera of the living, hair still grasped in their claws as they dropped a head. They were many, yet one, all of them buzzing around each other like the circling of planets.
Hands flex, the movement, feeling of living flesh novel to their senses. Senses that confirmed what they had long dreaded. They were the last- the others gone, dead, shattered beyond hope. They hope it was painless, even as they knew it was not. The scientists never cared about how much pain they caused, only that they got results.
Where were their results now? Where were their weapons and torture that they were so proud of? It didn’t protect them, and the Nine that were One couldn’t help the laugh. What use was freedom when everyone was gone? When they could feel reality breaking apart from the unbalance that even their power was useless in correcting?
The dead and the living, the living and the dead, always chasing after the other in an endless cycle. Now broken, shattered like them, yet unable to be put back together.
They laughed, a broken, croaking, sobbing sound as they grieved for those whose names they could no longer remember. Who were now Nothing, no name to be whispered to the stars, no grave for a mutilated corpse to be lowered. Only chunks of gore tossed aside when their torturers were done, discarded like waste.
What else is there to do, but Wail, to let out their fury and grief and anguish into the void even as the world crumbles around them? What else is left but to drift as the abyss trails ever-hungry. There’s no more Ancients, no more Humans, nor more Life, and no Death to claim them.
So they are left adrift, tails lifeless, form shifting between Beast and Other as time escapes them. For there is no Time, no Space, not here, not in this emptiness where even the Infinite would not dare touch. How long they drifted, wandered, they did not, do not, know.
Yet they know the moment something disturbs their aimless wandering, the fuzzy, sputtering feeling trying to wrap around a wrist. They stare, even if they see nothing, heads tilting and twisting as they whisper amongst themselves. What is it, they wonder, the sensation something strange and unfamiliar compared to the ever-starving feeling that had long since become normal.
So they let it take hold, it would never have succeeded otherwise, and they open their eyes not in the Nothing, but to the Sun.
(Been a while so have some of the art I did of the Ennead lol)
(In dragon form the main body goes from the head/neck colors to a black while the underbelly is iridescent- Also yes there's a torn opening on their chest like a wound or maw) (Humanoid form is about 15' and dragon form varies around 200' or larger)
Stuck in his ghost due to a confrontation with Vlad and yeeted through a natural portal Danny quickly finds out no one in this new world can understand a word he is saying. He is lucky he retained his ghost powers, but if one more person sicks their weird dog on him or throws another ball at him he is going to snap!
Playing Pokemon Scarlet a lot lately, and I dead ass forgot I need Gym Badges in order for higher level pokemon to listen in battle and caught easy.
Me out here feral running around with 3 badges and a team of level 50 pokemon who have never once ignored me bc I raised them from when they were single digits: Man, these guys are hard to catch.
I grabbed a forth badge for shits and giggles and "pokemon up to level 35 will listen to you and be easier to catch." set me to space.
Me: Deadass? huh... No wonder these level 48 Vaporeon were so hard to catch.
Also had a mini dream just before waking of a Soulmate au where after meeting/crossing paths in some way the pair wake up the next day on some grand adventure. This is usually just a real life version of that MapQuest Find The Airport game for people bc the goal is to find the way home, and typically provides a compatibility/get to know situation.
This results in the pair falling into either intense besties, romantic partners, 'I'll keep in touch.' and never does (Mutual), or even some level of rivals/enemies. (slippery slope to a secondary adventure of Enemies to Lovers, but some soulmates have traditions) Just because you're spiritually compatible doesn't mean your current lives make you people the other likes.
So obviously, Danny (And Tim), can't have a normal adventure. It's because Danny has superpowers, getting isekai'd is normal for most hero (or villain) types.
Danny wakes up in the middle of a forest and befriends a Phantump. Tim gets his Fletchling (because I adored that post about Tim finding a weird injured bird and nursing it back to health)
Just cute boys trying to find the way home and bonding with some friends. Probably won't give them a full team of 6. It'd be an even split of 3 each if they do. I'm imagining a whole conversation about it where Tim goes over the practicality of having a team for defensive reasons and Danny pointing out that any pokemon they have with them are basically one whole person even if they spend most of their time in pokeballs.
So they agree to only 'catch' a pokemon if they really might die if they don't hold them right now and forever.
Tell me Tim and Danny aren't the kind of people who cry when "X toughed it out so you wouldn't be sad" happens or "X used all its focus to break through the paralysis/poison, so you wouldn't worry"
so yeah anyway, just an excuse to have Danny and Tim on an adventure and mainly Danny carrying around a Phantump like "Guess I'm a dad now." bc ghosts, before learning where he is and stuff.
That's actually it. The whole au is built on the basis that Danny adopts a Phantump and that's his son now.
Danny arguing that Little Altair doesn't count toward their 3 allotted party slots bc "He's my son! how dare you." "Danny I know he's a ghost type but you can't just adopt him like an actual kid." "He didn't mean that baby, papas just not talking sense." "Hey!"
Considering how Danny reacts to pokeballs, absolutely against 'catching' Altair until it's explained that doing so protect Phantump from being caught by another trainer and is protection if he gets hurt, and they're far from a poke center.
It's really Altair's happy little trills and hums that win him over in the end.
Danny: a clefairy, a staryu, an unknown (the D one), a meloetta, a marshadow, and a vulpix that transforms with him into Alolan Vulpix to fight with phantom.
Tucker: a rotom, a Gholdengo, a Toxtricity(amped form), a morpeko, a xerkitree, and a munchlax.
Sam: a gourgeist(average size), a bramblin, a meowscarada, a ferroseed, a roserade(given to her by her parents), and a chesnaught.
Jazz: a mimikyu, a phantump, a teddiursa, an indeedee, a galarian ponyta, and an unknown (J).
Valerie: a sableye, a dragapult, an absol, a scrafty, an obstagoon, and a mandibuzz.
Maddie: an ursaring, an unknown (M), an annihilape, an ambipom, a medicham, and an alakazam.
Jack: an unknown(F), a munchlax, a rotom, a dachsbun, an alcremie, and a poulteageist.
Vlad: a delcatty(named Maddie), a victini, a spiritomb, a hypno, a slowking, and an electivire.
Dani/Ellie: a drifblim, a corviknight, a marshadow, a noibat, a tinkaton, and an altaria.
Cujo isn't an official part of any teams, but he is a shiny Hisuian Zorua.
We made it! This is the last artwork of Danuary Pokémon trainer Danny and his shiny Giratina! Thanks @amorpho for putting this event together!
I had a lot of fun even though some of my artwork was sketcher than others…
I love getting comments and/or ask so if you want me to clean one of the sketcher get ones (avatar,gravity falls, mha,Pokémon), or make more art of one of these fandom, or a different fandom crossover entirely come chat with me!
Also I’m trying to figure out the whole ask page thing to so if you have any advise let me know!
