RE: Pulse of the Frontier - Chapter Six is up! (Who is Valrem? Find out soon)
Thanks a lot guys! I made an account on Fanfiction.net but it won't let me post the story for the next two days. Anyways, I'm finally finished with the seventh chapter (I plan to have somewhere between 10 and fifteen, but then again I might make much more). This chapter sorta makes up for the size of the last few and it will give you some insight on a few of the things that have been up to now mysteries.
Chapter 7: Deoxys: Galactic Lord
Deoxys stood beside his new “accomplice”, Mars, commander of Team Galactic and a noteworthy pawn. The two overlooked the gathering of Galactic Grunts that had gathered below the podium atop which they stood, anxious to hear the news that came from this new addition to their forces. There was no doubt that the disappearance of their leader Cyrus had ultimately driven the team to a loss of hope. He knew from their eyes, that they saw him as this hope reborn. Someone had a plan, someone was going to redeem them, and they would do anything for him. That was all Deoxys needed.
Of course, when the grunts or even Mars looked at it, they didn’t see the legendary soon-to-be lord of the heavens. They saw someone from their own race, a human, a man, for that was the form that Deoxys had taken. Mars turned toward him again and smiled that cheery smile. He had given her a new hope; it was a pity that he would later be required to crush that which he had created. But that was for another time, so for now, he simply returned her smile.
She was so gullible, it was no wonder that she had so many times been used and deceived. She was the perfect pawn, innocent and naïve; yet, something inside of Deoxys’ heart pinched as he thought of what he was to do. She had always been the victim, the one blind to the darkness around; hypnotized by the loving face that asked her to trust him, blind to the wickedness concealed behind. She reminded him of someone else, a powerless, weak, disgusting, abandoned, and betrayed being; dwelling alone in the perilous emptiness of space.
He had only seconds undoubtedly before he must speak if the gathered grunts were not to suddenly lose interest and become anxious. Yet, within these few seconds as he opened his mouth to speak, he reflected on a lifetime of hurt and resentment. It had begun so small; he had begun so small and had grown mighty. Fueled by the powers of hatred, he learned to conquer, to defeat, and to deceive as he had been.
It had happened so quickly. He was a inhabitant of a thriving celestial colony, a powerful empire, and a peaceful civilization. They dwelt within one of the many dimensions making up the realms of space. It was a safe place to live compared to the dangerous climates of the outside world, the vital piece of survival, an element known as Deotide was fresh in the atmosphere and ever renewing. Also, the dimension was sealed, meaning that no outside creature could enter and the colony enjoyed many centuries of tranquility.
It wasn’t until nearly fifty years prior to the date that Deoxys stood atop the podium overlooking the gathered team that something broke the ice. Toraz, the most powerful being and lord of the colony, proposed that worlds beyond their peaceful dimension be explored and conquered, as the world in which they lived currently had become cramped and was far too small to home such an enormous population.
The public agreed readily to the plan and unleashing all of his powers into one magnificent spell, he created an explosion that brought for a moment down the barrier that blockaded the entrance to the dimension. However, the force of the explosion also rocked the firmaments of space, causing great amounts of destruction and arousing the unending rage of the beast that rested inside of the O-Zone; Rayquaza was awakened.
The great serpent attacked brutally the colony and with Toraz sill weak from the casting of the great spell, it was clear that if any we’re to survive, evacuation was necessary. The great portion fled, but Deoxys was instructed by Toraz to take with him the lord’s most treasured possession, a sphere called Instriz that would give him the power to for a matter of minutes, warp the governing forces of time and space in any way that suited the user. It could be used only three times and by three different users, however, and Toraz had called upon its powers once already as he was building the dimension in which they were to live.
Deoxys was to use it to divert Rayquaza while the others escaped; he was promised that he would be plenty capable of escaping alongside them once the great beast had been defeated. Deoxys remembered still holding before him the Instriz, and calling upon its powers, slowing the waves of time for all but himself, and throwing up with the powers of space a harsh gale to tear Rayquaza’s being apart. The effects of the sphere were incredible, rendering the celestial serpent all but powerless. However, the force of the tornado which Deoxys had created was enough to throw the Instriz from his hands, loosing Rayquaza whom was sent plummeting into the far corners of space.
The Instriz was cast down into a separate dimension and lost to Deoxys. He remembered gazing up and seeing the last fleeting pieces of his colony disappear behind the great barrier that separated the dimensions and realized in horror that the door was being closed from the outside. He bolted with all speed towards the slowly diminishing space between the dimensions, but was too late. The door had been sealed and Deoxys was locked outside.
For years he dwelt in misery in the emptiness of the dimension which now he alone inhabited; from which he watched the great beast Rayquaza boiling and fuming from below, desperate for revenge but powerless to enter the sealed dimension. It seemed that a millennium passed between then and the day when at last he caught a glimpse of a strange, orange creature not much unlike itself, hovering not far away. The creature held a striking resemblance to Deoxys’ self although the stranger was far brawnier, and had but two thick tentacles to Deoxys’ four sleek ones. The creature’s body was obviously built more for defense than offence.
The presence of another being in his universe sparked a sudden life and ecstasy into him. He never knew why he did what he did next. Perhaps it was instinct and perhaps it was the work of something more extraordinary. Whatever the cause, with one powerful blast Deoxys slay the bulky stranger and he was left once again alone in the darkness. He spent the next full year in a far deeper misery at having killed a possible companion, not even having given it a chance to speak or to prepare itself for a fight. It had taken life for no reason; and yet somehow it felt…good, the same way he felt when he held the Instriz.
This newfound lust taunted and grated at him for all of the days that he spent alone in the empty dimension until at last, it overcame him and he had no choice but to satisfy it. He threw himself against the hard core of the dimension’s outskirts but was thrown back again. His powers weren’t nearly strong enough to handle such a force as that of space, yet he tried again. For moths he fought to destroy the wicked barrier that kept him locked away from the outside world until at last, as he was ready to give in, he felt a sudden surge of power flowing through his body, the form of which was slowly mutating.
He realized by the muscular makeup of his body and the thickness of his tentacles which had grown together into two, that he had acquired the form of his victim. Stunned, he worked to channel his power in an opposite manner and found once again his tentacles split into four and a far more distinguishable neck below his head. This newfound power filled his heart with determination and at last, he succeeded in demolishing the wall of the dimension. He was free.
He spent the rest of his years roaming the dimensions in search of his old colony, which apparently had moved elsewhere from the adjacent dimension that they had once occupied. Along the way, he developed a name for himself, being now feared as a stealthy murderer, killing ruthlessly and fueling the ever-growing lust that burned inside of him. By then he had acquired many new forms, each with special attributes. He had a form which when he used gave him unmatchable speed, the form of his first victim gave him a rock-hard defense, and his latest kill gifted him with powerful offensive attacks. But still he yearned for more.
Years later, a strange object came hurtling through space. It was made of some strange material and obviously had no life in it, but still, Deoxys was curious and investigated the object. Doing so was a mistake and as soon as he came within a few yards of the metal thing, powerful claws grasped at his body and held him fast. He attempted to call upon his powers to aid him but too late; he began to drift away into unconsciousness.
When he next awoke, he felt steel rings clamped tight around his body which was strapped to a steel table. A strange being with wearing a white lab coat approached. The being had dirty blond fur atop of his head and two small panes of a see-through material sat atop the creature’s nose. “Hello, Deoxys,” The man said smugly, “I am Valrem. You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here and what on earth I am going to do with you. Don’t worry, you won’t be harmed. Aren’t I merciful? Well, you can…err…should I say, you will repay me for my mercy by doing my bidding. I have brought you down to my planet so that together we could conquer it! Then they will no longer scoff me, they will worship me!”
Now, all of these years later, Valrem’s wish was coming true; more or less. Deoxys at first opposed the idea of being enslaved to anyone but he quickly got the message that that was probably the only way to keep his life. Even better, Deoxys sensed the presence of the Instriz, the sphere with the power for which he longed, upon the planet. Therefore, for the time being he decided it best to play along with this mad creature’s plan. However, when a surprise attack was launched by the members of the Sinnoh and Kanto Battle Frontiers against Valrem, Deoxys quickly slay Valrem and took his body with him into space, where he waited anxiously for the tension to cool and for the people of the planet earth to forget about him.
Now, in Valrem’s body, he had all of Team Galactic at his command, and soon the Instriz as well as control of the universe would once again be his. His reflections finished, he cleared his throat and loudly addressed the gathered Grunts, “My new friends, I am a stranger to you, yet you put all of your trust in me. I promise to repay that trust, by leading you where Cyrus dreamed of leading you! Together we will conquer the world and return it to Alpha. But first, we have a little…expedition to do.”
