A Soldier encounters Belle and possibly the cutest Shadow you will ever see! Taken semi randomly at Nan Desu Kan 2011.
Grovyle's Last Stand**Author's Note: This fiction is based on the video game Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time, and deals with events that happen near the end of the main game. It is strongly recommended that you discontinue reading this fiction if you have not yet completed the story up to The Final Chapter, as this fiction will spoil portions of the game.
This short fiction was inspired by events in the game Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time, made by ChunSoft with permission from The Pokemon Company and Nintendo. All characters belong to their respective developers.**
The future is such an uncertain thing. Time changes and moves in mysterious ways, beyond the understanding of even those that travel through it. What was once a certainty becomes unclear, and a single event can change the course of history. And today such an event is taking place.
The ruined Temporal Tower spire was still, much like the world around it. The world's paralysis was complete here; all time had come to a stand
Gardevoir's Wish - CompleteZangoose faced off against her fourth opponent. She had been switched in and out so often now, she'd become a little dizzy. But, her goal was still the same. Her target was right in front of her, some strange Ghost that looked like a balloon. It couldn't attack her directly, and she'd normally not be able to attack it. But, she had a new secret move and this was the perfect time to try it out. She could hear the announcer get excited, and her trainer called out to her. Her claws flashed and she tore a great hole in the side of her opponent. Her new Shadow Claw move was quite effective here, and she won easily. And as she turned, she heard her trainer call again, but in a panicked way. Looking back to her opponent, she realized that it too had a secret. Its body bloated and contorted, threatening to engulf her. She had nowhere to run, her attack had brought her too close to dodge. It exploded in a fireball, and she was consumed.
"Oh no! Drifblim's Aftermath wiped out Zangoose! Both have
The Mirror - Chapter 1The Mirror
The beginning of existence is different for each of us. For this strange creature, it began with an enormous amount of pain. Images shifted and blurred before her face, nothing seemed real and yet everything seemed too real. The whole ordeal seemed to take a lifetime or only minutes. But, what is important is that it ended.
For a while, she had no thoughts that meant anything. But slowly, words began to form, and slowly those words started to have meaning. She started to try and move her body, feel her legs and arms, move her tail. She opened her mouth and let out a single sound. "Mur..." The word seemed familiar to her, and that made her feel good.
The newly created creature collected herself and examined her surroundings. It was a strange place, some kind of mansion. There was a large comfy looking couch, a door where good smells seemed to be coming from, and a door leading to what looked like a pool. 'What a strange place, mur," she thought to herself.
Yue's BackstoryYue's Backstory
By Justin "VGJustice" Strother
I met this girl the other night. Not like the way you'd think to meet one, she left me a note that said to meet her on a rooftop. I was alone when I got there, and then she was just there. I had no idea she was even there until she said something. And she told me that she knew that I was the kind of person that liked a good story. I like a good story from time to time, but this story was more than I could handle. Almost. What follows is a recording of that story. Her life story.
"So, where does it begin, miss...?"
"Yue. Yue Usagi." She smiled.
"Kind of a strange name. Sounds like... Japanese?"
"Half of it is. Usagi is Japanese for 'rabbit', and Yue is Chinese for 'moon'. And before you even say anything, no that's not my real name. But, I don't remember my real name anymore, so I just use that one." She shrugs and leans up against the railing.
"Ok, Yue. Where does your story begin?"
"Years ago, when I was three. I can only remember sma