The maze-like, tree ridden and bug infested Viridian Forest was usually ominously silent, but this was not true today.
As today, many a scream came from a small, pink feline Pokemon. While it was located in a small hidden clearing in the forest, the deafening sound could be heard for at least half a mile in every direction.
Tenabrae entered the clearing, which was concealed by trees as thick as an Aggron's skull. It was an unimpressive place for a legendary Pokemon to live. The grass was the same as the rest of the forest's. An emerald green. The only natural notable thing was that during midday, the time it was now, the sun was directly above the clearing, leaving no shadows.
At the middle of the clearing, Tenabrae saw what she had came here for. In a metal cage, mostly surrounded by young adults in midnight purple get-ups, was the New Species Pokemon.
The ancestor of all Pokemon was certainly overwhelmingly cute. But Tenabrae knew that this creature was extremely powerful, armed with many moves.
"I see you dimwitted dunces have finally done a job right. This certainly makes up for the incident with Heatran at Reversal Mountain." She said in her usual ominous tone.
"But madam!" One grunt intervened, obviously nervous. "But all the escape of Heatran did was revert Reversal Mountain from the lava state to its natural, water-filled state."
The young leader stepped towards the grunt. Tenebrae's blonde hair and bright blue eyes didn't look like those of a cold-blooded ring leader. She unleashed her Houndoom duo. The canine Pokemon, who were black as the void of space, were adorned with bones. This and the orange only added to their hellish look, and their sharp horns was the cherry on top.
At this point, sweat was dripping down the grunt's forehead. He knew what happens to those who pester Tenabrae. And the burns weren't pretty.
She stepped ever nearer to the grunt, until she was in his face. The words that followed that wouldn't be pretty. To most.
"I am warning you now." Tenabrae growled. "You dare go against me again, no matter how big or little, I shall let my darlings do their worst. After this, she walked back where she let the dogs out. She crouched down and pet its forehead, then glared at the grunt.
"Hound!!" "Doom!" The duet cried out.
"Darlings, look at the little Mew over there? Such a big, bad legend, yeah?" Tenabrae laughed.
The two Houndoom raced over to the cage, where Mew had stopped screaming, at least for a while. They howled and barked, snarled and roared. The poor Mew flinched. Then suddenly, the Houndoom both flung their heads back, and upon flinging them forwards, unleashed a stream of fire.
Unfortunately, the attempt at making Mew unconscious hadn't worked to full extent.
"Mew!" It cried, as it whipped up a sudden Blizzard. Heavy snow blanketed the forest as powerful winds blasted ice in the faces of its targets.
Mew slammed into the now brittle bars of the cage, which gave way. It flew up, and out of the mass Blizzard's radius. It looked back. All it could see was a cylinder of storm clouds, where Blizzard came from. Mew giggled. Finely, some laughter. The way it used Blizzard, unlike other Pokemon, was mostly an escape technique than the powerful attack it is meant to be. Silly humans. Mew was extremely resourceful.
At the same time, melancholy filled its heart. Mew knew it would have to find a new place, away from those weird people. No. People who hurt Pokemon on purpose aren't weird. Weird can be good. They're evil.
After a few hours, trying to fly as fast as a Mew could, it found a tiny island. Far away from even the closest region, Hoenn. It descended, and flopped in the very tall grass. It obscured vision of the sky, which was good. Those nuts wouldn't find it. Not here. Not on its Faraway Island.
Hi guys! This is the prologue of the fic I've been planning for a while. I like the plot of this one, as it tends to balance between light and dark in future chapters. I don't like uggghhhh depression or yaaaaaay cheeriness, so this one has my attention. Sorry for the lack of action. It's just to introduce Tenabrae and her minions. Not fully, but enough to get a grip on the plot important villain, Tenabrae. While I've left her motives in the dark, I'm sure from the title and Heatran hunting reference are enough to bring some light.
Please don't hold back with the critiques! I need them to grow as an fic writer, as a flower needs water and sunlight.
Should be updated soon! Bye!
And don't let Tenabrae snatch your newly caught Zygarde!