Basked in the lights of the endless stars, a lone virus lingers in the atmosphere of what he considers the forbidden fruit-- stuck between the warm planet below and the endless nothingness beyond him.
“...sigh”
“...”
“...”
Dioxys continuously made a mental note to get a move on- to escape the planet that has been haunting him for years-, yet he was frozen in place. He was unable to go down.., but he also couldn’t just fly away.
The Anvil, as he was called, simply lingered in the atmosphere of the beckoning planet. Why was he so stuck? He never cared for this place-- nor did he want to be anywhere near his brother ever again.
…So, why wasn’t he leaving?
Despite the fact that he was in the suffocating vacuum of space, unbothered by the cold void, Dioxys noticed something. His sharp, shining eyes gazed upon the planet, and his gaze lingered on a particular, familiar city. “I just can’t get away from it,” the alien huffed. From space, from hundreds of miles away, he looked into the city he recreated out of thin air, improved, and returned the denizens back to it. His gaze narrowed in on one particular girl, a young Elekid. She was crying.
Dioxys’s eyes thinned, and his attention was focused. From space, he noticed that she was crying over her doll. It was one of the dolls that he recreated after it was erased from existence in his bout with his brother. He thought he had improved it-- fixed it, yet she cried.
That just wouldn’t do.
With a simple wave of his hand, back down on the planet, the doll was immediately transmuted back to its original state, tears and all.
As the Elekid girl cheered up at the sight, and as Dioxys watched her hug the doll, his expression couldn’t help but get a happy shape to it.
Dioxys continued to linger in the atmosphere, unable to simply fly away…
Maybe, in due time, he would find the strength to leave the universe for good…
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“So.., he’s.. He’s okay?”
“Heehee, you were so confident that he was going to live-- now, you’re fretting?”
“Listen, lady…-”
“No, no, I was teasing you. It is my fault. Yes, he is fine. Why don’t you stay?”
“I… I c-...”
The voices faded away, a subconscious unable to retain itself as blackness took it once more.
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“...Deo!?”
The orange alien stirred from his slumber, though something was wrong. Well, he expected to be in a world of pain, but he also expected to be dead. Was he.. alive? And, if he was alive.., why was he so.. rigid? Was that the right word?
As Deo’s faceless face stirred awake, he gazed upon himself.
Ah. That made sense.
His faceless face was the only part of him that was open to the open air, for the rest of his body, starting with the edges of his face, were bandaged beyond what was reasonable or necessary.
Bound to a literal cross of bandages, Deo found himself entrapped in a T-shape, fullbody cast. He truly realized that, again, his face was the only part of him that was uncovered from the T-shaped cast.
“This is.. ridiculous..,” the orange alien barely managed to mumble out in sore pain.
“Deo!” The Clefable’s voice turned from worry to immediate relief, despite the fact that she was always aware that he was going to make a full recovery. Her body lunged to his, entrapping him in a painful, tight hug. She cared not, for she knew he could take it. “Oh, honey, I’m so glad!” Her face nuzzled against his, it was like she was trying to get under his skin with how close she wanted to be to him. “You’re okay!!”
Deo whined, though it was clearly a feign, “You smell like Henry,” he stated awkwardly. He had a million questions, but that particular one was at the forefront of his mind.
The Clefable chuckled as she pulled away, not surprised that out of all the things he could say to her, his first thought was his best friend. “Yes, he was here. In fact, he waited by your side up until the moment he was confident you were going to be okay.”
“...” Deo had one more question at the front of his mind, but he didn’t ask it.
The Clefable, however, already knew exactly what it was, “He told me that, when you feel ready, you can go find him. It’s not going to be hard for you of all people to find him, obviously. And, he said, when you make that decision- to go find him-..., you owe him a sparring match.” The hospital resident rolled her eyes, “I’m sure that’s something only Boys will understand.”
“...” Deo no longer had any more questions in regards to Henry. To some, maybe, it may have sounded cold or distant, but to Deo, he knew exactly how warm that statement was.
Despite what he was, or rather, who he was, Henry was willing to hear him out. The Hitmonlee wasn’t going to just abandon his friend. “...” The alien was finally able to sigh with relief, though there was a tinge of guilt and concern on his mind. The rest of his friends..-- he wondered what they thought.
Those who risked their life for him-- he wondered if they still wanted to see him?
Then again, did he even deserve to see them again?
Maybe………. Maybe this time, he should just stay…….. away?
Deoxys forced himself to break his train of thought, and his sights settled on the Clefable. “So, how long am I going to be in this cast?”
The Clefable tapped her chin then carefully responded. “Forever!”
“HUH?!?!?!”
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Across two separate ends of the vast universes, two beings stirred. The beings sensed an awakened Psychic Well.
One being stirred from the ashes of a dead planet.
The other being stirred from a desolate point of space thought long abandoned and never to be found.
Both beings, despite being unaware of one another, had the same goal.
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A BABABABABABA DO NOT TOUCH THESE BERRIES. THESE BERRIES ARE MY BERRIES NOT YOUR BERRIES. MINE. YOURS? WAIT. I ALREADY LOST TRACK. YOU CAN HAVE MY BERRIES.. FOR A TRADE. IT’S TOO LATE- IT’S DONE. YOU GOT BERRIES, NOW I AM ALSO GREEN. FAIR TRADE. LOOK AT US. JUST TWO NEON GREEN BERRIES ENJOYERS.
HEY, KID. DOWN HERE. THAT'S RIGHT. IN THE SAND. WAY DOWN HERE. HEY. I'M JUST A LITTLE BABY MAN, BUT.. I AM ALSO A SPACE MAN. SMART MAN. KNOWLEDGABLE ADULT. I LOVE TO ADULT. I ADULT ALL THE TIME- THAT'S RIGHT. I BET YOU HAVEN'T DONE A SINGLE TAX. TIS THE SEASON, YOU KNOW. ANYWAYS. WHAT'S YOUR LIFE STORY, KID? WHAT'S THE SITCH? WHAT'S THE RECAP FOR ALL YOUR ADORING FANS? AND, MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL.. WHAT DO YOU NEED, KID? HOW CAN I HELP? I AM HERE TO OFFER MY SERVICES. THE SERVICES OF A BABY MAN.
[It takes Luxu a second to recognize Deoxys-how in the world did he get so tiny??]
[After regaining his composure the young Darkrai lets out a little sigh.]
Is it weird to say I don't... know a lot? I feel like I should-like I did-but when I try to think about some things it's just blurry and like a dream I can't really see.
I know I'm part Deoxys too! But I can't remember how-no one really does. It's like we're all in a weird dream kinda. Everyone is doing a lot to help me learn what it means to be one, and for a little I thought I could figure it out if I went to space-which I remember really wanting to do for a little bit. But now I just don't really... know.
I feel like I have a lot of things that are important to remember, but they're all just so fuzzy...
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A BABABABABA ITS ME I AM HERE I AM ALIVE I AM HIDING. IM IN TOO DEEP AND IM TRYING TO KEEP ALL THE BLOOD IN MY HEAD (METAPHORICALLY) INSTEAD OF GOING UNDER. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? SO, I'M HIDING HERE. THAT'S RIGHT. IT'S NOW OOOOOUUR CAVE NOW. I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THIS IS CATEGORIZED AS A CAVE. IT IS A WOODS? I DON'T KNOW. YOU CHOSE A PLACE TO LIVE. WHY? WHY HERE? THERE'S NO MUSCLE BEACHES ANYWHERE.. THIS ISN'T EVEN COCOA WEATHER.. CAN WE HAVE COCOA? I'LL JUST ABSORB IT THROUGH MY FACE. MOOOOM PLS
Spirit then relaxes her expression, letting out an amused chuckle.
SPIRIT: "I'm joking. Its always a ruckus here."
"We don't have cocoa -- its a little to tropical to grow reliably here -- but I can bring you some tea instead if you'd like. Its a little more accessible, and I know where a good hot spring is for some warm water…"
The almian delcatty pauses for just a moment, seemingly considering the situation.
SPIRIT: "Actually, you should know there's smaller entrance in back -- just in case there's an emergency. If the mon you're hiding from comes here, you should be aware so that you don't feel trapped."
"Let me show you it, actually, and introduce you to the area."
Spirit steps behind the crack that the Deoxys was hiding by, slipping her way between the two walls, and entering a small clearing outside of it.
Outside is a lush woodland, with many rocks, hills, and fallen trees littering the undergrowth, and looming old growth trees above. Golden light flitters through the trees and onto the ground below.
The delcatty lifts her head up, enjoying the cool breeze through the woods, before turning back to Deoxys inside the den.
SPIRIT: "By the way...."
[ Location revealed, all stories in bio's have been updated to reflect this. ]
