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vulturevanity · 1 year

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Days ??? of Pokémon White! (I was. lost in a forest for a while. It's winter now. Not sure what happened, I don't even remember how I got there)

Ok I was in the middle of typing this post when I realized I need to explain this further. Apparently I went missing for a whole six months. The last thing I recall is telling Cher and Bianca that I had to go beat the Elite 4 to stop N, then I went into the Victory Road and suddenly I was somewhere in the Lostlorn Forest and I felt like death. It was so cold and my clothes were disgusting and torn up, so I think I was just wandering?? the entire time?? But I have no memories of anything that might have happened for me to get all the way there. I managed to get out and stumble my way into the pokemon center in Nimbasa, where I was taken care of and informed of the above. I immediately called my mom and my friends to tell them I'm okay and they were elated to see me and told me to not move so they'd come to me. Everyone was kinda emotional and also a bit horrified and there were so many hugs. But my pokemon were as tired and confused as I was about the whole deal. It's all kinda surreal. I'm a bit spooked about it tbh.

And then I realized I could understand my pokemon and freaked out for a minute. So that's a thing.

Anyway there's a castle now. I'm sure there were news about it. Cher (Cheryl! Official as of two months ago. I congratulated her on it) and Bianca got me up to date that N was claiming to be the king of Unova and actually managing to convince a lot of people to release their pokemon.

Great.

I took a day to recover and woke up the following morning to see Professor Juniper, Alder, and most of the Unova League in the lobby discussing me. Because uh. Everyone thought I'd died trying to stop the Plasma Uprising as the N had designated as the Hero, but now that I was back there was hope once more. My mom was understandably extremely up in arms that a bunch of adults wanted to shove her child into the maws of the Hydreigon because some random green guy decided it was my destiny, but I revealed myself and told her I could do it. I was in the minority of pro trainers who still had their teams intact (along with, surprisingly, the League); if anyone could face off against Team Plasma it was me. The League pledged to support me however they could. They gave me some supplies and we set off, Cher insisting that she had to come with me. I could see she wanted her pokemon back, so I told her to climb on board and we flew to the castle.

Team Plasma probably saw us coming, because six of the evil grandpas were waiting for us by the entrance. The League engaged with them and told me and Cheryl to go in and take on N. We did, sneaking past a veritable horde of Plasma grunts-- until a particularly perceptive one got us. She seemed chill, though; said she was disillusioned with team Plasma after Ghetsis took her pokemon team, came to disagree with the whole "humans and pokemon are fundamentally incompatible" thing and wanted to help. I asked if she knew where the stolen pokemon were being kept, and she offered to take us there. I told Cher she should go get her team while I went ahead, and gave her Lilo's pokeball so she wouldn't be by herself. She protested, saying it was dangerous for me to go alone, but I reminded her I had the rest of my team with me, and I had a feeling I had to go in without hesitation if I wanted this nonsense to end. We hugged and I ran upstairs while she went with the grunt to get her team back.

I found my way to the throne room and ran straight into Ghetsis. He looked like he'd been punched by a ghost type, but then became furious that I was still alive, grabbed my arm, dragged me in and threw me in front of the dais where the throne was, and, sitting on it, N. I was reeling because I was still achy and kinda woozy from, you know, having gone MIA for six months. Ghetsis then started saying something about how N could finally have what he wanted all this time or something, I wasn't paying attention because N practically bolted off the throne and helped me up, fussing over me like he was worried about me. I assured him I was fine and he explained that he'd been waiting for me all along. He confessed that he was doubting his own convictions, after witnessing over the months all the trainers and pokemon both fighting to stay together despite his belief that humans were bad for pokemon. He knew Reshiram had chosen him for a reason, but without a hero of opposing ideals for him to overcome he no longer had the drive to fulfill his mission.

Needless to say I was pretty pissed. I knew he wasn't malicious and Ghetsis was filling his head with lies, but I was hurting and tired and just wanted this to be over, so I yelled that if he really felt bad about forcing friends apart like that he could've stopped any time he wanted, and he was just refusing to take accountability for all the harm he'd done. But if he wanted to be punished so badly, I was more than glad to give him a beating with the help of my team.

It was then that the Dark Stone in my bag started going nuts and Zekron spawned out of it. It said it heard my righteous plead for justice and was willing to stand by me if I proved my heart in my battle. That was a bit terrifying, but I accepted the challenge. N was absolutely baffled that I understood Zekrom. Ferb offered to help, and proved quite well that he trusted me even when Zekrom hit him real hard and he got scared. I gave him the signal and he U-turned, then I tossed Orion out and he tanked one last hit with a smile before I threw an Ultra Ball. Zekrom was satisfied with what it saw, seeing as he accepted the capture.

N said he was impressed by how much I'd changed (? Not sure what he was talking about), then said if anyone could prove him wrong it was me. He healed my pokemon and challenged me one last time. Reshiram came out swinging, and Zekrom met him in kind. It was tough, as it seemed N had trained with Reshiram a bit, but after a while Zekrom emerged victorious. The rest of the fight felt strange, as if N was losing on purpose. His pokemon did their best, but his heart wasn't in the fight. After the battle was over he congratulated me and my pokemon for proving him wrong.

Then Ghetsis got up and let out a huge-ass Coffagrigus that ??? attacked N??? Out of nowhere?? And started wrapping him up and pulling him into it??? And Ghetsis started saying he was done trying to wrangle a stupid kid into doing his work for him and enough people had already given up their pokemon that he could force the rest of Unova under his thumb without much of a fight. Ne no longer needed a charismatic puppet. And I was like oh heck, this guy's going to kill N. So I once again sent out Orion to stop him, and Orion managed to untether N from the Coffagrigus' grasp. Absolutely seething, he threw every pokemon he had out at once.

It dawned on me then. There was no way I was getting out of this alive.

But I was tired and in pain and I wanted this to end then and there. Orion is my Ace, and I was about to show Ghetsis why. I told Orion to prepare to hit as hard as he could. Orion understood the message and Swords-Danced as I sent out the rest of my team to cover for him, and when he felt like he was ready, I told N (who'd been looking in horror the whole time) to run. N snapped out of it, took Reshiram and flew out through the back of the castle. I thanked my team for the adventure and called back all of them except Orion. I then told Orion to use Earthquake.

Everything that happened next went by very slowly, and then very quickly.

The room began to rumble. The ground began cracking. The ceiling started falling apart, and a huge piece of it fell onto Ghetsis' Hydreigon. Ghetsis fell on his back. A column split in half and exploded under the weight of the collapsing structure. The floor below me buckled upwards before it started falling away. I heard Cheryl calling me from a distance. I felt my heart sink. Instinctively I recalled Orion to save him from the falling debris. I no longer felt my weight on my legs. I looked at Cheryl. Her arm was extended, but she was far, just outside the room. I closed my eyes.

I blinked and suddenly we were both being carried by Zekrom as he boosted his way through the castle walls, destroying the rest of the already damaged building without much effort.

I was so tired I passed out in its arms.

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You know, I never wanted this. I never felt like being a hero. When I set out to take on the League, I just wanted to have a fun adventure with my pokemon. I didn't expect to be roped into some ridiculous quest to prevent an autistic guy and his evil advisor from ruining everyone's lives. I didn't expect to become the chosen hero of the legendary Zekrom. This whole ordeal has always been too much for me.

When I woke up again hours later, we were in the pokecenter by the League tower. Cheryl said thay while I wa out she'd taken care of my team (and given extra treats to Orion as he'd done a very good job), then called Bianca and the others to tell them the news that we were still alive. Mom was on her way (but would take a while due to traffic), the entire League was waiting to congratulate me for taking down Team Plasma (Iris was particularly excited to meet Zekrom, I heard), and all of Unova was in a celebratory mood (hence, the traffic).

I just wanted to sleep for a thousand years.

Was this an adventure of a lifetime? Possibly. I mean, trainers from the eastern regions had already dealt with their fair share of evil teams, so I won't say it's something nobody has ever been through before. In hindsight I had a lot of fun travelling around, meeting new people, building my team. But I could've done without being the point of obsession of someone who'd been groomed to become a tool for a bad guy's power trip. I think I need some time to recover from that.

I hope N is okay.

#pokémon #babs' pokemon white adventure #pokemon white #pokemon #finished the main story #now for some post-game stuff

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tangledinink · 5 months

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Will Swannie miss his wings? He’s been like that for about a year now, he probably gotten use to the wings and the pain in his calves/legs…would Donnie get like….phantom pain or something because of the missing wings? Would he in some way try to get them back or have a reminder of them? Will Donnie even try or want to dance again?

donnie doesn't usually dance on pointe anymore-- it was a rare occasion pre-curse, and now post, the physical demand is typically too much for him to handle. but when your little brother knows levitation magic, anything is possible for a special occasion.

generally speaking, though?

there's no way he's ever gonna want to stop dancing.

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and... that's it! that's the end!

... well, the end of the main storyline, anyway! the end of the story for swannie that i wanted to tell. the au will still be around! <3 swanatello has pretty much always been built on the asks i've received about it, and i still have more tucked away in my hoard that i intend to get to at some point or another as little bonus side stories, and my askbox is always open as well...! and on that note--

thank y'all so, so much for your support on this magickal girl journey. i NEVER expected to get the amount of love or attention that i did for my silly little donniesona that was based on a pun, but i had so much fun with this comic and am so grateful to y'all <3 like i said, this entire au was really powered by the amount of asks i received about him and his story, and it was really such a fantastic experience for me all around. not including any non-canon crossover content, this comic is approximately 965 pages long! definitely wasn't my plan when i doodled him for the first time as a goof, haha.

thanks, gang. <3 i hope you enjoyed the ride, too.

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