It was lonely here. But Cyrus liked it that way. As he sat here Doubt you need that.
on a platform in the Distortion World, there was no interference of anybody to disturb his thoughts. Huh? The grammar in this sentence is off, sir.
His thoughts on how to form that new world of his –-
the world without spirit. SENTENCE FRAGMENT! WEE-WOO WEE-WOO!
His pure, colourless thoughts that made him consider everything stoically and rationally. WEE-WOO WEE-WOO. The fragments are supposed to be there. They represent Cyrus' internal thoughts.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could not clear his mind. As his thoughts ran through his plans and schemes and inner philosophies, they kept looping back to what that damned trainer had said.
“Spirit is what makes this world worth living in!” the trainer had said. GASP! (Because, you know...the protagonist...[s]he doesn't, er...talk? GEDDIT? Oh, so it was Cynthia that talked to Cyrus after the pause? (If that's true, that would really suck. It means that I invented another canon. Of course, Cynthia's speech was probably a lot more cool-blooded.)
Quite forcefully, at that. “If it weren’t for spirit, we wouldn’t have the world we’re in now! We couldn’t enjoy life for what it is. And
I wouldn’t be friends with my Infernape here either,” he had added, “if we didn’t share the same fighting spirit that let us become Pokémon masters. THAT IS JUST RACIST, MAN. SEVERAL WARS WERE FOUGHT OVER THAT WHOLE "MASTER" THING. But Lucas is referring to his whole team. The Pokémon are masters as well.
Or with my Floatzel, my Crobat, my Gardevoir, my Garchomp, or any of my Pokémon!” Nice job. You told him all your whole party. ~FAUX PAS!~ If I'm not mistaken, Cyrus had already battled the trainer at that point. So he'd know about all that.
“Enough with your blathering!” Cyrus had shouted. “Is this how you justify spirit as something worthwhile?” Ha, yeah, I know. I thought the same thing, too. Kids, you know?This is part of the actual game script...
Cyrus knew that that trainer –-
was his name Tom? No, Gary (MOTHERFUCKING OAK [you cannot ignore his girth])
? No, it was Lucas -–
was wrong. I'm laughing so hard at this. The kid who imprisoned you in your inescapable cage? "Yeah, I think his name was either Tom, Gary, or, hm, Lucas. Weird name, similar etymology to my own which would make an interesting counterpart to my own batshit insanity. But I'm betting on Tom."
But something deep inside of him also knew that that trainer was indisputably right
. MAKE UP YOUR MIND. Tell that to Cyrus.
He wanted to banish that part of himself -–
the part that was constantly reminding him about his emotions –-
but that part stubbornly refused to let go of him
. You can cut that, sir.
He looked up at the dark sky. The sky was always dark here –-
like the murky darkness of the “spirit” Wait. Crap. Wait. ARE YOU AMERICAN? (Hiya, fellow citizen!) [buzzer] guess again.
that was still a part of him. He did not want to feel anger, bitterness, or frustration. But right now, he felt something else, something less charged –-
a longing for something familiar. A way out of all this. Well, I would be like that, too, if I was stuck in a soulless, emotionless place with no hope of esca -- Hold it. This is exactly the type of world he wanted! You fickle little sociopath! Indeed. I made Cyrus not want his own world anymore.
Suddenly, something roared far away. Cyrus looked around for the sound. He ended up looking behind him, and saw Giratina flying above. Was it disturbed? Did it still feel the hatred against him? Cyrus watched Giratina circle overhead above him
. You can cut that.
To try and clear his mind, he concentrated his thoughts on watching Giratina fly above him. Watching the Pokémon that had captured him and put him in this place in the first place. Watching its graceful motions as it curlicued Strange word choice; reminds me of the doll line from the Nineties. Plus, Gira's a pretty heavy chick. (Yeah, I think of Gira as a female.)
around in the air, twisting and turning this way and that—-
Where were these thoughts coming
from? Had that trainer -–
really rekindled something inside of Cyrus that he could not put out?
A thudding noise shook Cyrus out of his thoughts. Something had landed to his left. He turned and saw Giratina, Comma unneeded.
in its six-legged form, walking towards him. I thought it flew when in the Distortion World. It usually does.
He simply sat there, not moving, pretending to ignore the giant dragon that was walking towards him. The pretense was half-true –-
he had nothing to do with the dragon, Comma unneeded, I think.
and did not want to attract its attention. It had grabbed him once –-
he didn’t want to go through that again.
Giratina itself would have nothing of that. It walked straight up to Cyrus, folded up its legs, and sat down beside him.
There they sat. Ah-kward. Just like that one My Neighbour Totoro poster.
Cyrus tried ACK! No, none of that passive voice. That's passive? You, sir, should revise your definitions of grammar terms.
to concentrate on planning out his new world again, but he could not banish the thought that there was a gigantic dragon that was the ruler of this world
, sitting right next to him
as if nothing was wrong. QUICK! MAKE SMALL TALK! More like actions that make up for the lack of small talk. XD
But then again, nothing was
wrong. Cyrus wasn’t doing anything to harm it anymore –-
nor could he, as Uxie, Mesprit, and Azelf had fled for their own world again. It would be foolish to try and take this dragon on with his bare hands Where'd his Pokes go? They just vanished. Also, they're pooped out from the battle they had with Lucas. –-
that would both violate his own principle, Comma unneeded.
and be impossible – Giratina would overpower him as quickly as the fight started. Giratina seemed to notice that, as it could now sit down beside him without any fear. Why would it be afraid of such a wimpy, delusional, a-tenth-of-a-size-smaller-that-itself human? And one without Pokemon, at that. It wouldn't. That's the only reason it's sitting next to him at this moment.
Cyrus tried to keep his gaze unfocused and contemplative, but sooner or later, he could not resist peeking a glance at Giratina.
As he peeked at it, he could have sworn that it smiled
at him. No, not a smile –-
it was just an upward curving motion of its mouth. But he called it a smile. Why,
then? A smile meant nothing to him.
He then felt a nudging motion at his left side. Now that he was powerless to stop it, Giratina was poking around at him, trying to play with him. OH GOD, HE WAS JUST SQUISHED. So ends Cyrus of Team Galatic, killed by a hug from an Eldritch Abomination that he tried to exterminate. Oh, the irony. (But seriously, Gira's fucking huge. A nudge would fucking hurt.) Not if it's doing it really gently. I went under the assumption that Gira is about 4 metres tall.
It was nudging at him with its muzzle, and Cyrus suddenly felt like he was being tickled. No!
he thought. I must keep a straight face!
But as Giratina kept trying to nuzzle him, he fell onto the ground, starting to laugh from the tickling. +1 dead puppies +1 dead kittens
Giratina thought this was funny, and kept poking at him. Cyrus was horrified at what he himself was doing –-
he, the man of no spirit, was laughing? Preposterous! And yet he was enjoying it more than he had enjoyed anything since he was twelve-years-old
. Wasn't he an abused antisocial child in his youth? Unless he gets off on pain, which then would be more kinky than enjoyable. Well, yes, technically it would be enjoyable, but -- I DUNNO, OKAY? If you're going by manga canon, I don't follow. I don't remember anything about Cyrus' childhood being mentioned in Platinum.
Finally, Giratina moved out of the way, Comma unneeded.
and took off again. Cyrus wondered where Giratina was going, but then, Comma unneeded.
it came back instantly behind him.
Giratina was holding something in its mouth –-
a branch of humongous grapes, larger than any Grepa Berry that Cyrus had ever seen. Do grapes even grow here?
thought Cyrus. No, no. It's Grepa berries, not grapes. Where the hell are you from, man? Earth? I just mentioned Grepa Berries in the last sentence. They're different things >_>
Giratina placed them onto the ground that Cyrus was sitting on, Comma unneeded.
and picked one off for itself. Cyrus looked intently at the grapes for a few minutes, as Giratina kept biting on the one it was eating. The whole bunch of berries are smaller than one of its taste buds. It's like a human nibbling on a crumb. 4 metres tall, remember.
When it had swallowed the whole lot, it looked at Cyrus again, Comma unneeded.
as if to say, Those grapes aren’t going to eat themselves, you know.
Cyrus gingerly reached over and picked one off of the branch and bit into it. As he chewed, the taste lit something up inside of him. He had never had anything this tasty before, but whatever it was, to him it was heaven. It's poison made of human fertilizer, knowing that crafty Giratina. Nah.
He suddenly realized what he was doing. No,
he thought. I’m betraying myself! He sounds like a celibate priest getting an "offer" from a Playboy bunny.
He put down the half of the giant grape that he had not eaten, Comma unneeded.
and turned away from Giratina again. Giratina walked around Cyrus, but no matter where Giratina tried to walk, he would just turn in the opposite direction. Flashbacks to Kindergarten for me. Yeah, those boys were fucking nasty bitches. But I digress.
Then, Comma unneeded.
Cyrus felt a pair of leathery As opposed to velvet, or maybe silk? Though I think leather is more expensive. Silky wings? Velvety wings? Could work.
claws pick him up by the back of his collar, Comma unneeded.
as he was loaded onto the back of Giratina’s neck. OH GOD, HIS NECK. Died from being pulled onto a piggy-back ride. Oh, the irony.
[color="blue"]Where? Where's the irony?[color] The grape that he had been eating promptly fell into his hand as well.
Giratina growled once, and then launched its legs into the air as it took off. OH GOD, THE PRESSURE AND WIND. HE JUST SUFFOCATED. From what is essentially a pony ride.
Cyrus had to hold on for dear life, Comma unneeded.
as Giratina flew higher and higher away from their platform. Suddenly, Giratina flew a loop in the air, and Cyrus started falling down. Giratina swooped under and Cyrus fell on top of it OH GOD, BROKE HIS SPINE. Giratina controls the laws of physics in the Distortion World. –-
now in its six-winged form. Cyrus could barely hold on to one of Giratina’s back ridges as it kept flying.
Suddenly, a hole opened up in front of them where they were flying, and they launched back into the regular world. They had exited from a waterfall somewhere near Veilstone City, and were now flying high up into the sky. Shouldn't Giratina be shifting Formes now? Because if it doesn't then it just might -- OH GOD, IT EXPLODED. Nah, it's just lighter and more aerodynamic in that forme. Besides, it might be holding a Griseous Orb.
Cyrus could make out the boundary of Sinnoh, and then the boundary of all of Japan. As they kept flying higher and higher, the air got thinner and thinner, and Cyrus started to run short of breath. LACK OF AIR. LACK. OF. AIR. OH GOD, HE'S DEAD. Again. He's not dead yet - Giratina only stays in the stratosphere for a few seconds.
Giratina noticed this, and turned down.
As adrenaline coursed through Cyrus’s
body, he realized that he was feeling it. And the rush was awesome. He's an antisocial, educated sociopath. HE DOES NOT SAY "AWESOME" (unless used in that "educated" way), "TOTALLY," "BRO," or "WHADDA RUSH!!!" (Hi, Liefield.) It would be in that "educated" way you were talking about. I couldn't find a better word for it.
He had never experienced anything like it before, and he loved the feeling, Comma unneeded.
even though he had tried with all his might to hold it back. Before this, he would have dismissed it as a simple biological reaction;
but Didn't know that you could begin sentences with a conjunction, especially with a semicolon.
now that he was experiencing it himself for the first time, Comma unneeded.
he could not resist the feeling, nor did he care to resist.
At that thought, Giratina folded its body inward, diving even more quickly to the ground. OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD WHY ISN'T ANYONE ACROPHOBIC?
Just as they were about to crash into a forest, however, a hole opened up again, depositing them back inside the Distortion World. Giratina crashed into a platform, knocking it downward a few metres. Huh. ...British...? [buzzer] wrong again.
They lay there for a few moments, both in a daze.
As Cyrus got up and dusted himself off, he suddenly had an impulse to run up to Giratina and hug it. DON'T DO IT, IT'S NOT SAFE. REMEMBER THE POINTY SPIKES. The pointy spikes are further down on its body. He hugged it where the wings were.
He had never felt this exhilarated his whole life –-
and Giratina was the one responsible. As he tried to embrace Giratina, it made a purring sound EARTHQUAKE!
that Cyrus could feel all over his old, skinny body. ...Twenty-seven ain't old. And he was pretty buff in the games, if I remember correctly. Eep. He certainly doesn't look 27. Then, You can cut that.
Giratina got up and yawned, OH GOD, CYRUS GOT SUCKED INTO ITS MOUTH. That would only happen in Giratina's mouth were 12 metres wide.
turning back into its six-legged form in the process. As it did, Cyrus became aware of his own drowsiness. As Giratina curled up and laid its head down, Cyrus decided that he would use Giratina’s side as a pillow, and lay down within Giratina’s lap. UNF UNF UNF. I used "lap" because I couldn't find the right word to describe the space inside the curled-up Giratina.
Giratina then fell asleep, its wing covering Cyrus like a blanket as he, too, gave in to the Sandman’s will. Huh. The Pokeworld has the same mythology as Earth? Considering there are Pokemon like Drowzee and Hypno, I would think a Sandman would be quite terrifying and a tad...pedophilic. Think of the Sandman as a legendary Hypno. But yes, I do make the Pokémon games happen on Earth.
His last thought before falling completely asleep was that –-
spirit wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Giratina brainwashed him, didn't it?Not really. It just opened his heart. Gave him some actual emotion. If that's brainwashing, so be it.