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Would-be Title: Among deities we live Series/Timeline: Twinkle – SO main storyline? Characters: Shira – Xerneas - Indigo (mentioned) - Citinea (mentioned) - Yveltal (mentioned) Length: 2556w

This is old as heck, supposed to be the direct continuation of “Extinguish the Light” and a very important part of the main story but a bunch of things changed in canon now.... Regardless, I REALLY loved how this was going even if I idn’t get to finish polishing it, who knows maybe I’ll use some of it for the new first meeting <w< extra bits included//hit

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She had spent the night out and would be lying if she said she got a nice rest. Autumn was more or less approaching the Johto region, chilly winds were blowing and the trees’ leaves were gaining a gorgeous gradient of colors from yellow and golden to deep reds and rusty browns. Shira thought it was almost ironic, this is Yveltal’s reigning season after all.

And thus it brings forth another problem: She has no food, and out there it’s ball game. The Meercle sighed, once again this wasn’t a very thought out plan, but she outright refused to go back, not yet. Not until her anger had subsided, her head had stopped hurting and she could make sense of the mess that was her heart.  Even if only a bit.

The wilderness is nowhere near close to how stories in the media present it though, there are no trees filled with berries and fruits everywhere illuminated by clear sun rays and bright green hues, not at all. This was a real forest and all there was were rocks, tall trees, bugs, dirt and humidity. She started climbing along the steep rocky landscape at the east, her hooves moving nimbly as she searched higher grounds and greenery, mentally evaluating her options.  

She could eat some plants, true, but she wasn’t very used to it despite having resorted to that a few times before. She could just find a nice spot and curl there to catch sun, but the energy gotten from that would be minimal as soon as she started moving again, and it wasn’t enough to stop her rumbling stomach. Somehow this all reminded her of the first time she got to the SO headquarters as a prisoner, sighs. She jumped at the top of the hill to a clearing and stared at her surroundings.

Grazing it is…

As she absentmindedly searched around some low branches and leaves, her mind conjured up more conflicting thoughts, how would the others had reacted if they had known the Fall was partially her fault? That all the chaos they tried so hard to fix and all the tears they had shed and everything that was lost could have been avoided if she had fucking controlled herself? What would she have done? She remembered well those feelings…

She would take back anything if it could have prevented this.

She would do anything if she could take revenge for this.

Because they never forget.

She sighed resting her front hooves on the tree trunk and biting at the closer leaves. To think the answer had been herself all along.

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Route 34 was beautiful and quite pacific for being so near to such a populated district, the air was crisp and cold and with a hint of salt from the nearby sea that reminded her of home, yet she headed the opposite side, to the lush trees bordering Ubame forest.

In the end she hadn’t eaten much, and though she hated to admit it she was starting to get worried of drifting too far from SO’s headquarters and wondering if maybe she was making a mistake, but her pride was too big, and her heart still felt uneasy with a tight coil twisting around her chest making it hard to breathe.

Her stomach had begun to twist as well. Maybe it was the leaves.

She kept walking where her hooves took her, there was a certain feeling she couldn’t quite put her name on but she continued, deeper into the forest among dark trees and bird cries. Something was calling her, something…

Her hoof stepped on a patch of grass and she noticed something on it upon inspecting it closely, is that…a fair-type essense?

She stopped in place, ears perked up and eyes wide in surprise. Something was near.

Then the grass around her bloomed, flower buds suddenly opening to reveal their colors to the world, the cloudy skies cleared and a gust of fresh wind ruffled at Shira’s mane from a direction she didn’t exactly know of. The wind brought along with it the scent of growth, renewal, life.

And suddenly she knew why as her eyes caught sight of a radiant creature, with a mainly blue and black body and majestic antlers that shone in rainbow colors, seemingly exuding a regal aura. Its gaze was calm as it approached, standing before her in just a couple of airy strides.

A pokémon that easily tripled her size, walking with such elegance and confidence she could only dream of having. The Meercle lowered her ears staring up with wide eyes and crouched down her body closer to the ground in a mix of shock, respect, and even some fear.

She was in the presence of a god, and not just any god, her patron.

“L-L-Lord Xer-neas…” She felt her legs freeze on the spot, yet her heart was rattling on her chest. She lowered her head in respect, closing her eyes tightly not knowing very well what was going on.

She had never seen him with her own eyes, only in books, stained glasses and statues, and… a couple of dreams. She was one of his vessels right? Indigo had said so. Is that why he was here? What is he even doing here? This is Johto, very far from home. Oh gods it’s for her right? It has to be. How could she stand in front of him at a moment like… like this?! She didn’t understand anything, she hasn’t yet processed anything. Everything that happened, everything that’s happening now… she’s a failure, she’s a disgrace, she’s a-

“Calm down my child”

“…A-ah!” She let out a tiny gasp and opened her eyes again, hot tears were rolling down her cheeks, when did she start crying?

Xerneas’ voice was strict and clear yet not forceful; in fact it encompassed a certain warmth and calmness to it, and he also spoke in her native Kalosian which further soothed her down. She felt her hooves wobble, having regained some mobility.

She had heard and read alike the great tales of Xerneas. Duneyr had been strict but kind, he preferred his vessels to refer to him by name and was very protective of them, having saved quite a few form danger and death itself, for they all served a higher purpose under his eyes not to be taken away by Yveltal yet. Morgane had been motherly and a pacifist who talked to her vessels constantly even when they were small children, loved by all and self-sacrificing she had even been the one to make the peace treaty with Dispater. Dvalinn… Dvalinn had been a true hero, he led a couple of his vessels during the Fifth Elemental War and faced the aftermaths of it despite how much it drained him.

The current Xerneas had chosen Oberon as his regnal name and even the newest history books didn’t have much about him yet. A small part of her thought in amazement she was probably one of the few to collaborate writing that chapter, but a bigger, louder and obviously more nervous part of her could just wonder what he would be like …

“We need to talk…” He stated calmly and she looked down again in shame and self-disgust, she wasn’t worthy of his time and worry.

Regardless though, she followed in silence as they entered deep into Ubame forest.

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The life pokémon was simply resting on a patch of grass, front and back legs tucked under him like a dainty Shikijika. Shira sat beside him in a similar position, thought still keeping some distance out of respect.

She had so many questions, yet she felt as if she couldn’t voice any so she just sat there In silence letting his fairy aura soothe and refresh her like a spring breeze.

“Why oh why do want to die so much? Do you not appreciate the gift of life?” He asked suddenly with a small sigh turning to her, his gaze looked serene as ever.

Shira was initially shocked for the suddenness and then looked away, feeling slightly ashamed. How could she disrespect the very essences he represented? “I do, my lord. But life is just so hard and complicated sometimes. Is not that I wish to die now but… back then, instead of that happening…” Her heart ached, hooves slightly scratching the grass under them.

“You mustn’t keep on blaming yourself. What happened, happened, and you can’t rewrite the past”

So easy to say it…but it’s been years and she’s still there. Feeling like she’ll never move on.

Xerneas sighed with a sound that carried sadness and… guilt? “I’ve never properly talked to you before, and I realize now that could have helped you since long ago. I am deeply sorry for that” He lowered his head to her in a small bow.

Shira was abashed! How could she have him apologizing to her like that? He is a deity! “I-It’s not your fault my lord” She looked down shyly, cheeks reddening “I’m the one who a-always takes things too personal and end up causing problems… its’ all on me” she murmured.

“Shira you’re an amazingly emotional being and that’s one of the many reasons why I chose you… you feel and react strongly and are sensitive to many things, and that is not a bad thing”

She knew to a very deep extent about vessels, specially those of the Kalosian deities, the roles they acted out an even fulfilled, but she couldn’t really see any of those redeeming or life-changing qualities in herself. She was not special all altruist and self-sacrificing like those renewed figures she’s read about and heard of so many times, she was just

Plain.

Mediocre.

“Why did you choose me my lord?” She asked suddenly with a serious face, putting clear emphasis on her rather than the why.

Xerneas let out a short laugh “‘why me?’ all of you vessels ask the same questions sooner or later, didn’t think you’d be in the former group, but seeing the circumstances…” He mused to himself. She looked confused for a moment, was she missing something obvious here or did he have a certain expectation from her she was not meeting? Was she being even more of a disappointment? Just great “You are a being of light, and you share and extend that light to others, you’re a harbinger of emotions, good wishes, growth… hope” He stated solemnly.

Shira frowned, that’s exactly what that asshole had told her.

“Yveltal has to choose those who work with reason, judgement, sacrifice and other qualities that counter up mine, but they’re just as necessary and none is inherently good or bad, it’s all part of balance and life” The lord of fairies explained “They work with shadows”

That line immediately struck the girl “But I work from the shadows as well” She mentioned, mentally recalling SO’s very motto.

Xerneas grinned knowingly, as if he could tell she’d say that “I said with not from, and you still spread light, even from there, and that’s what makes you a prime candidate for me. You take the burdens on your shoulders, carry them with you, but you cannot deny or go against your own kind nature and how you hand it to others”

Shira sighed and shifted a bit, now this was sounding like something Citinea’d say…

“Every hardship you’ve faced, small or big as they were, you kept going forward, even if unsure, even when you didn’t think you could. You stepped up, you took charge, you offered options to others, and helped them move forward” The meercle could recall vividly all those memories. Although…

“But there was a time when I didn’t…” She mumbled.

“So? My child you’re only a mon” He said soothingly “Ever-changing and growing. Being a vessel doesn’t mean you have to always be happy or right, or be ‘perfect’, such things doesn’t exist. And even so, it’s not like that was a mistake, and you need to stop telling yourself that and being so hard to yourself. Now, as for that Yveltal vessel-” He started changing his tone.

“Y-You know?”

“Of course! He’s a good one, that boy, Yveltal chose very very well. I cannot tell you to stop hating him my child, though you really shouldn’t, it’s only natural that you do. You come from and work with opposite sides but, try to understand, he probably has a hard time grasping and dealing with his role as well” He sighed with a small nod as if confirming something to himself. Shira just tried to hide a small grimace, apparently not too keen on agreeing with that idea.

/// extra 1

“You don’t see it now and there was no way I could’ve seen it before, but souls, lives, everything is intertwined… we change, we grow and… we restart again” He explained as his head looked up to the sky. Shira looked up too, as if searching what he was seeing.  

Upon seeing nothing more than treetops and the clear blue sky she lowered her eyes to him again “My Lord?”

“Do you believe in reincarnation my child?” He turned to her, a tiny smile barely visible.

She blinked in slight confusion and leaned in forward “Yes, very much so…”

“I am glad” He closed his eyes, smile broadening “You see Shira, a long time ago your soul was one of royalty, and even before that you had divinity. A time when my own soul, my past life, was a common one and you had been far superior: the empress of skies and fire and rainbows…”

“I… find that very hard to believe” Her gaze shifted somewhere else to the purple flowers that bloomed near them “Lord Xerneas is it really true then, that even deities leave this plane?”

“Yes” He nodded simply “All souls must rest at some point. One day I’ll be tired, so tired in fact, that I’ll revert to a tree form to sleep. But I will not wake up again in the same place. Another new soul shall take my place as the deity of life”

/// extra 2

There was a blinding flash of white pink-ish light and Shira had to close her eyes and look away for a moment. When she looked again in place of Xerneas stood a young handsome-looking man appearing to be in his late 20s. He was dressed elegantly yet simple in Shira’s opinion, with a black and dark blue attire.

The Meercle couldn’t help blushing a bit as several thoughts crossed her mind. She would have never guessed the lord of life would be so… good looking

She bit her tongue. I have a boyfriend already and this is a god, stop it.

/// extra 3

“My child”

There was a certain feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on whenever he called her like that, that made her just feel special. It was entrancing. As if she really was under his special care… or as if she belonged to him.

She shook her head lightly.

Though at the same time she had to admit it was kind of weird now seeing him with the appearance of a handsome man only a few years older than her.