《Chasing Darkness》Chapter 3
Advertisement
Reality settled in.
A deep breath in turned into a breath out turned into a quick breath in turned into hyperventilation. Panic overtook Lilith as her situation dawned on her. Different excuses rattled around her mind as she tried to rationalize what was going on around her.
Lilith’s eyes squeezed close as tears trickled down her face. An overwhelming feeling of loss consumed her. Many unanswered questions filled her mind.
Why was there a Pokemon staring at her? Was this some sort of Pokemon world? Could she go back? Did she want to go back? The questions threatened to overwhelm her until a small hand rested on her small shoulder.
“Pan. Pansage.” he gave her a pat.
Her debate seemed to slowly wash away as the small monkey embraced her in a hug. Emotions poured out of her in sobs, overheard by none but the running river water.
***
Her first night was the worst. After Pansage had comforted Lilith, he waved goodbye and blended back into the trees. His behavior was decidedly odd, leaving her there helplessly.
Then she was all alone. Lilith didn’t know much about surviving in complete wilderness. Food, water, shelter, and something about needing it by a certain time, or death. She tried remembering anything that might increase her survival chances.
Water seemed easy. The water moved somewhat fast, if the worst happened, she would just drink straight from the river. The food shortage was solved with the Oran Berry tree, if she could access them. She had no way of crossing the river. That left shelter. The morning and early afternoon consisted of heading back to the clearing and taking inventory of all her belongings.
The cords could be used as rope, and the reserve chute could be layered as a makeshift cover, or blanket. Most items like the altimeter didn't have any practical use and were tossed aside. Clips and carabiners were saved for later.
Advertisement
Lilith took one carabiner and scraped it against a rock to form a jagged edge. It was then used to modify the jumpsuit to fit her, along with tearing out part of the parachute to form a pouch to carry all her belongings.
A sense of loss filled her as she lifted all her worldly possessions in one small bindle. She attached the small sack to a stick to allow better leverage.
With the fleeting feeling, Lilith turned to see the Sun slinking past the trees. It was almost night. Lilith hoped it would be just as peaceful as the day. It was strange that no other pokemon approached her. There had been obvious signs of Pokemon activities, footprints, scat, and the like. But there had been no other encounters. The forest should have been full of them if the Anime was to be believed. It was an odd feeling, something innately wrong. It was as if Dialga or Palkia reached down from their pedestals and gave her a grace period to orient herself before the trials to come.
Lilith used a large stick as a stepping stool to the bottom branches of a large, flat looking tree. Branches and moss were used for a makeshift sitting area. The sun set right as her project was complete.
Lilith squirmed on the tree. She had never slept on anything but a bed. The harshness was a warning for things to come.
Time passed by, but sleep never came. The sounds of the forest kept Lilith awake. Pokemon cries were heard off in the distance. Some cries sounded like howls, other like hoots, and some were just unrecognizable.
Nothing sounded too close, but that didn’t help Lilith’s nerves. Her body jumped with every noise. Every rustle had her body tense up in fear of the unknown. Her eyes gradually got used to the lack of light. She scoured the forest floor, watching for any movement. Occasionally, she caught glances of motion out of the corner of her eyes. Whenever she turned to look for the cause however, all was still. Tingling sensations went down her body occasionally. The cause was unknown, but Lililth swore she saw a pair of eyes watching her in the darkness.
Advertisement
With Lilith’s body tensed for what felt like hours, she started to tire herself out. Tension turned to lethargy as her eyes drooped into dreams.
***
Lilith was running. Something was chasing her. A shadowy figure nipping at her heels. It mattered not the direction, the vast nothingness held no respite.
Larged faces loomed out of the darkness like giants. Recognition was apparent in their gaze. Some laughed, and some scowled, the people in her life spoke to her.
One had a kind face with a laugh, it gave off a warm feeling.
Another had a harsh scolding, almost grieving look. It reminded Lilith of her mother.
The disappointment it carried only drew her to run faster; Lilith's past continued chasing her.
Her mother was born between a Japanese woman, and a European businessman. The relationship was supposedly short and sweet, with her being born a year after they met. Lilith’s Grandfathefather died before her Mother was born. A single Mother with a half white child pushed her Grandmother to the fringes of society. Lilith's Mother sought recognition from her peers and looked up to her Mother.
Gradeschool became tough as childish bullying ensued. Lilith’s Grandmother finally decided to put aside her pride for the welfare of her child.
The two moved across the world to Europe, to the Parents of her late husband. The Eastern values Lilith’s Mother was brought up with clashed with her new classmates.
Lilith’s Mother was strong, and soon followed in her late fathers footsteps, becoming a businesswoman. She traveled all around Europe closing deals. Soon after, she met an adventurous man with whom she could share her joy.
Their Personalities clashed. Lilith's Mother was strict and uptight, while her Father loved the adventure. Their clashes only sparked their relationship further. Months into their marriage, Lilith was born.
Lilith’s Mother was the breadwinner, while Lilith’s father stayed home to raise her. He instilled and encouraged the sense of adventure within her.
Her parents often argued about how she should have been raised. Fights happened more often the older they became. Her mother wanted to instill more of the culture she was born with, but never got the chance. Lilith’s mother felt like she was losing her child. She searched for any way to connect.
Her Mother then bought her first videogame, Pokemon. When she wasn’t outside causing trouble, Lilith soaked up the Pokemon world. Each new game was pre ordered and hundreds of hours were poured into completion.
Lilith's fantasy world soon crumbled away.
Just after her 22nd birthday, her parents went their separate ways. Lilith pushed herself into more dangerous adventures, trying to block out the pain. Months later, Her mothers diagnosis was revealed, she was dying. Lilith’s mother had pushed her Father away for this very reason. She tried to hold the pain for both of them. Once realizing this fact, her Father rushed to her Mothers side.
Whenever Lilith visited, they still argued, but it was peaceful, like they had reverted to their old selves.
Soon her time was up. Lilith’s Mother died, and days later grief and depression took her Father.
She was all alone.
Lilith woke with a start.
Advertisement
Class Z Calamity
When a world-devouring machine, a weapon straight out of science fiction, appears in a fantasy world, all bets are off. To make it worse, the Artificial General Intelligence governing the machine is completely and utterly insane.Codename: Devourer. Class: God-Slaying Machine. Calamity Rank: Z.In a world of elves, humans, gods and devils, a terrible being awakens. A war is coming that not even the bards will sing of, for even the dead shall mourn the living.
8 156Phantom Storm
"Have you heard, the entire Bonanno crew was brutally murdered!" Exclaimed a youth in his early teens. "What? you're lying, again!" Another similarly aged child responded with crisp denial in his tone. After all, the crew was infamous for their ruthlessness. An eery silence passed between them. Soon enough, the teens' curiosity trumped his ego, and he found himself inquiring in a meek voice. "So...Who did it?" "I heard my father talking about it while he was drunk. Guess what he said?..." The child responded, he was a natural-born storyteller. Listening intently, the other teen urged him on. "It was done by a single person. When the police arrived, the bodies were charred black, likely the work of an electro mage. Most had an arrow or two lodged in their body, and a few were even chopped into neat little slices by a sharp blade." He paused, inhaling sharply. "All the victims had shocked expressions on their faces. As if the enemy was invisible or something. That's why they call that person the Phantom Storm!" concluded the adolescent with an excited glint in his eyes. 2 CHAPTERS PER WEEK (Canada time) [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] -------------------------------------------- Follow Itsuki as he is reincarnated in an unfamiliar world, left to discover where he belongs in such a place. Witness his exploits. Watch him build his kingdom, receive a rare class, and overcome trial upon trial. This story is about a man trying to redeem his past errors, constantly striving for better, overcoming immense pain and loss. Our character will improve, learn, become better than yesterday, and strive for more power. All the while working his way up the food chain in this brutal and unforgiving new world. *Disclaimer:* - The protagonist starts weak and a little naive, but I guarantee he will become quite capable over time. There will be no sudden power gains. The protagonist will have to work hard for what he gets. - This story is not about a loner, he'll have a few companions, and they will not be useless. - Some romance will be explored but not take away from the story. The main character will not be dense. Absolutely no harem will happen, but there might be a few love interests, no more than 3. - I will try my best to not follow cliches and stay as original as possible. - This story is my first ever, whether online or in real life. Thus, I might have grammatical errors here and there. The story might have a few plot holes and other such minute mistakes, as well. But I guarantee to try my best. Please give me feedback so that I can deliver a better story and learn to write better.
8 63EXIT POINT: Homeworld
Life in Zha Doya, the magical City of Spires, is never dull. Working as a professional mercenary-thief for the prestigious Elurium company, Kasimir Yadmic is about to find out just how exciting things can get.
8 118Invincible
This is the story of two souls who are link together by the love they possess for a child. A love that will transcend both time and space, and defy gods, destiny and the very universe itself. This is a simple story of a father whose willingness to protect and to guide his child carved new empires and kingdoms and destroy the old. This is the story of a man known simply as the INVINCIBLE. ********************************************************************* AUTHOR'S NOTE: First of all, I am a first time author but a long time reader in Royal Road. I believe that what this site is been doing for the last couple of years now is a godsend for all fantasy enthusiast like me and more power to them and all authors and readers and reviewers in this site. Every review is welcome. I would only suggest that any criticism heap upon me and my story would also include a tip on how I can improve upon the said mistake, so I can improve as an amateur author. I cannot guarantee that I will be able to regularly update my story in the future but I will endeavor to do so to the best of my ability. The categories I have chosen might change also in the future as my story evolve. Good day and hopefully enjoy my story. :D
8 158The Dark Castle
Trapped in a virtual world, and losing players faster than they can keep up... the lone GM (Game Mod) left in the system goes into hiding until he can figure out what the hell is going on. No one can communicate, send emails, or even log out. They're trapped, and if something doesn't happen soon, players who live alone will starve and dehydrate long before help arrives.
8 120Zombies
This is one of three stories that I am offering as a test run. If you like it, then I'll choose to continue working on it. I have a whole plot line ready to explore! What can I say, I'm a sucker for rebirth, regression, and transmigration stories. This one is a regression story. The main character get's yeeted back in the past, to where the end began. Read on tortured souls as I do my best to break the weak, and sooth those who don't have a soul to break. I spent some time trying to make a story that explores all the gritty situations a resident of the apocalypse would encounter. Unfortunately, I do struggle with pace. I get just as impatient as you when I can't get to the next bloody encounter. But I despise OP characters, and I really wanna stop and explore the fascinating death of civilization. I write this in hopes of making a main character who get's to be the bad-ass I can't be, without, you know, skipping the good stuff.
8 171