Team Distortion

By Vingle

A Step Too Far

Greetings, readers. I am sorry that I have not updated The Heart of a Dragon in months, but I haven't had the heart to write in a while. But recently, I've begun to revise the chapters, so keep your eyes peeled! This is a PMD BASED story. It has some of the elements, but does not follow the concept fully. I hope you enjoy this!

GL HF GG,

~Vingle

Have you ever wondered what the meaning of life is? Have you ever thought about why the world is what it is? Why there is evil and injustice throughout the land? Why we exist? Mother used to always tell me that we existed because of love; love bound us, it joined us and gave everyone a reason to move along through the harsh, unforgiving game that is known as life.

But what do you live for when everyone you love, your kin, your friends, your mate, have passed? Do you lose the gift of sentience? The gift of emotion? The gift of life?

Every being has its time. But of course, not all of us die equally. Some die in happiness, in peace, while others die in pain, in regret.

I myself had almost suffered the same fate, if not for the intervention of a greater being, which showed me why life was worth living, why I should go on.

And that is how this story begins.

There was not a cloud in the sky. The sun shone brightly from above. The grass was cool, the berries ripe, and the flowers began to bloom.

It would have been a perfect day, except for the fact that Chalectus had lost her lucky flower. Her friends had only agreed to help her look for it because of how much that little flower meant to her.

"Redun! Anything?" Called Chalectus.

"Sorry, it's not in the water." Said the Prinplup as he dove out of the pond. "Geez, Chalec," Grumbled the Penguin Pokémon as he shook himself dry. "You're really forgetful for a Metagross, you know that?"

Chalectus did have a rather bad memory when compared to other Metagross. This particular quirk, along with her unwillingness to let go of her flower, made her an outcast among her species; that was the reason why she always spent time with other pokémon. The prinplup's full name was Reduntoris. He, on the other hand, was quite popular and well known among his friends and other pokémon due to his status as the colony leader's son. His lack of pride also helped, as he could get along quite easily with other pokémon, which was quite rare for his species. He never took any credit for his achievements, no matter how amazing they were.

Chalectus did not answer, as she was straining to see if her flower was anywhere around.

"Oh well…as long as you don't get killed because of this," Said Reduntoris. "Why don't you go wai-" He began, but was interrupted when a shuppet landed in front of them, levitating the flower beside it.

"Found it!" Said the shuppet with a look of triumph on his face. He held up the flower to Chalectus who took and cradled it like it was her child.

"Thank you, Scortis."

"Glad to have helped!"

Obscortis (his full name, if you haven't figured it out) was also unlike the rest of his species. While most shuppet flew around feeding on negative emotions, he fed on happiness, love, laughter, and most other positive emotions (it's a personal choice, all it takes is willpower). Especially laughter. He would always try to make others laugh, which resulted in him becoming the biggest joker in the surrounding area. His choices didn't stop him from feeding on negative emotions when he had the chance.

"Now that I have my flower, we should perhaps go exploring?" Suggested Chalectus.

Exploring was their favorite pastime (Reduntoris wanted to illustrate a map of the region). They had discovered numerous places that they kept secret, as they were very useful during the Annual Region-wide Hide-and-Seek competition. Ghost pokémon weren't allowed to participate due to the fact that they could hide in the middle of objects. Reduntoris felt that there was no point in participating, as the winner basically only received bragging rights. Chalectus did her best to win, but she was a rather noticeable character and was easily spotted.

"I found a cave in Sendoff Spring. It was radiating some kind of strange aura. We can go there, but we must proceed with caution."

"Let's go!" Yelled Obscortis.

"Right now? Bu-"

"LET'S GO!"

"Alright, alright!"

"And I want pie on the way!"

"What? Why?"

"DON'T ASK QUESTIONS, PENGUIN."

15 minutes later

Reduntoris had gone to the same place he always went to for pastries: Eldur's Bakery.

He entered the bakery alone, as Chalectus had to restrain Obscortis from flying into the Bakery and eating everything. They learned not to trust him when he was around pastry.

"Why, if it isn't my favorite prinplup, Redun!" Greeted Eldur from behind the counter. He was an old Farfetch'd who had decided to settle down and do what he had always wanted to do: make people happy with pastries.

"Greetings, Eldur. I'd like to order two oran berry pies, three pecha pies, and three onion pancakes," Asked Reduntoris. He looked over his shoulder. "And a bottle of Aprijuice, please."

"Trying to sate that crazy shuppet again, eh?" Said Eldur, laughing.

Reduntoris nodded. Eldur handed him the food, giving him a bag to put it all into.

"Maybe you can come over sometime and see what's wrong with my Oran tree sometime, alright?"

"As soon as I can, sir."

He walked out of the shop and handed the bag to Obscortis, who immediately took out all the food and began to devour it.

When he was finished, "Forty-four seconds," Said Chalectus, with disgust. "Four seconds less than last time."

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Screamed Obscortis. He started to shake uncontrollably.

"Grab him!" Yelled Reduntoris, grabbing the shuppet with both wings, while Chalectus grabbed onto Reduntoris' midsection, moments before Obscortis rocketed off.

As they flew through the air, his life began to flash before his eyes. The feeling that he was being pulled in half distracted him while he was mentally writing his will.

When Obscortis finally landed, all three collapsed into a heap on the floor, with Reduntoris lying crushed beneath Chalectus' huge mass.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!" Hooted Obscortis as he sprung back up, as if nothing had happened.

The other two just groaned. No one could argue with Obscortis. Sure, his behavior was erratic and unusual, but he was good at debating. You could give him three reasons why he shouldn't eat pastries, only to be slapped in the face with nine reasons why you're wrong.

"Are we there yet?" Asked Obscortis, floating in front of the cavern entrance. Without waiting for a response, he zoomed into the cavern.

"…Let the little idiot die…" Muttered Reduntoris to himself.

"Uh, little help?" He groaned. "Please?"

Chalectus slung him over herself, and after making sure he was secure, entered the darkness.

First chapter done! I just needed to type something to bring the spark back into writing. :D

Things will heat up in later chapters.

Screw fruits.

All you need is Mr. Papaya.

Read on!

GL HF GG,

~Vingle