Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Adventures of Unova REWRITE [PG-14]

[Βyakuya]

Original Thread: [url]http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/topic/244224-pokemon-mystery-dungeon-adventures-of-unova-pg-13/page__fromsearch__1][/url]

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[i]The world of Pokemon, the ruthless Hydreigon, Vesaldath, has killed the former king of the Pokemon world, and has ordered a full rule to exterminate those who oppose his ruling as king. The ruthless and mysterious Hypno, Ardan, uses a full hypnosis spell over the entire Pokemon region to slowly and easily hypnotize those of bad hearts. Vesaldath plans to change the ways of the world by capturing every legendary pokemon and plans to become a god and rule all universes in the world.

Before Vesaldath's rule, an Oshawatt named Ozzie one day finds his parents killed by a ruffian named Shuthal (Bisharp). As Ozzie is about to be massacred, and old man appears to save Ozzie, and Shuthal retaliates. The old Conkeldurr, Romaine, explains that Shuthal is part of the Royal Punishment, the group of underlings that serve under Vesaldath. The Royal Punishment includes the Element Lords, the strongest pokemon in all elements. Ozzie plans to avenge his parent's death, by slaying Vesaldath and restore order to the Pokemon world. [/i][/center]

NOTES: Since I got bored and I looked back at this old fan fic, I decided to rewrite it to make it better. I accidentally posted this while editting the thread, so chapters will be coming soon. Mods please don't lock. >_<

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[spoiler=Chapter 1: Prelude to Xcution]
[i]Clad in armor, a thin warrior-like Pokemon appeared from darkness. The man had white boots and gloves, each with arm blades. He red, gold tipped shoulders resemble shoulder pads. His thighs are circular and red colored and progressively get thinner as they connect to the feet. He wore a red and golden helmet, with a blade running down the middle. Finally, he had two blades on his chest, resembling a ribcage. The solemn pokemon glanced over the outstretched room, to a tiny window, as if reminiscing past through an only ray of light. Within the room was a gloomy palace, with numerous supported structures, so any pokemon could hide if they needed to. The Bisharp glanced out into the alien world; Staravia were flying for their annual roost.

"What's the matter Shuthal? Can't seem to grasp no mortal pokemon can see us?", said a nearby pokemon in a mocking tone. Out of the shades, a slim looking Scyther came out, arms crossed at the Bisharp.

"Are you trying to keep up your pride Lerch?", said Shuthal.
"That's quite silly Shuthal. But there's no time to think about those things. You know in this palace, from the outside, no exterior pokemon can see us. Mortal pokemon are nothing special, only a monitor or mass to not bother about."
Shuthal took a step back and faced Lerch.
"Saying radical things like that is just to prideful Lerch. I knew it." Lerch sneered, and took pace away. With a flick of a claw, numerous Porygon 2s from the pillars appeared, one by one in single file.
"Shuthal, I don't care what crap you say about me. But the head honcho told me to give news. We think we found a shard.", exclaimed Lerch. With a single command, the Porygon dissolved.

Shuthal stopped, and glanced at his claws; polished and refined.
"He wants you to investigate. But since this shard is very unlike others we have detected, he's relying on you to do search or something. Maybe even kill." Kill. The word Shuthal was finding, wondering, and requesting. It came. Shuthal looked at Lerch in a poker-faced look, but through the helmet, was an arroused face.

"It's been a while. At least, I'll show Master Vesaldath my full respect."
Lerch quickly turned away in disgust.
"I'm actually pissed. The old piss let you take care of the job. Well, that's what you ruffians are.", said Lerch, as he dashes and disappears.

Shuthal advanced to the adjacent wall and laid his claw unto the wall. It pushed back, revealing an illuminated hallway. Alongside the hallway, were countless inscriptions of pokemon information, and even contaminated specimen parts. It was a laboratory, conducted by the heathens of curiosity. It was evil in process. As Shuthal strides down the hallway, no victim of the gallery seemed to intimidate him, neither beheaded child, or suspended creatures. Only ecstasy of honor and savagery.

[b]"Finally. It's time I do a favor worthy of completing. Since that time is coming soon, I might as well teach that Mienfoo a lesson..."[/b] At the end of the hall, the cutthroat made his descent.[/i]

Dwebble's Beach.
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