Pokémon :: The Other Side
This is part of a series of drabbles/ficlets I may or may not finish. Basically, it's only one ficlet by far, so I'm a lame-o. I wanted to write a series of ficlets/drabbles based off a song meme; put your playlist on shuffle, and write in the allotted time a short piece based on the song that comes up. Fine and dandy. Problem is I never finish what I want to write in time and I want to flesh the piece up a bit to give it its full power. Another is that I'm constantly wanting to do drabbles based off a specific artist: Tori Amos. Which can prove to be a fun challenge or could end up in a disaster of LSD-written OOC crap. And I'm always wanting to switch fandoms! Well, Pokemon's big enough, right? So Comic Book Tattoo-style, here's the first out of a bunch of unrelated drabbles/ficlets/etc. all inspired by the music of Tori Amos. This can only end in tears well, baby. :O
Title: The Other Side
Author: Shamanic Shaymin
Fandom: Pokémon
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Warnings: Weird stuff and delicious death. Yaaaaaaay!
Ships/Characters: Alice, Darkrai and a surprise guest.
Prompt: Lust
Finished: Yes
Is he real or a ghost-lie?
She feels she isn't heard
And the veil tears and rages
'til her voices are remembered
and his secrets can be told
~
Alice had been waiting for a long time. Now she found herself before the lake Alicia once been, dipping her fingers in the water. Runaway petals and leaves scuttled around or away from her touch, and the ripples of the lake rolled and unrolled like a carpet to another dimension. This was the place, wasn't it?
"Darkrai, are you here? Is that you?"
Tonio disappeared through that lake. So did Baron Alberto. Just about everyone and everything she knew was swallowed up by the looking glass. After that day Darkrai lay defeated in the lake and Dialga and Palkia torn her world apart, Alice didn't know what to think anymore. All she knew was that her grandmother gazed at the lake for answers. Whenever she looked for Darkrai, it was here she'd find him.
Darkrai. Darkrai.
Is he alive? Or was it a ghost-lie she saw on the rock that day? Time stopped for Alice and nothing was real anymore. Wherever she walked was one abstract image after the other. Alamos Town... it no longer existed, did it? Palkia and Dialga... have they moved their feud somewhere else?
The water gave way and drank Alice up. She kicked her legs as the green-glass jelly consumed her, fingers scrambling through the weeds and sifting sand. In order to reach the other side, one had to walk through the looking glass. Alice looked up, and pushed her arms for the surface. It looked the same now. But there was something else waiting for her, and it was time to wake up.
~
Darkrai had been waiting. Tonio had been waiting. Baron Alberto had been waiting. Even Godey was waiting, and a little girl in a blue dress was ecstatic upon seeing her, running to help pull her from the water. Alice hugged her tight, and gazed at everyone with watering eyes. She blinked at a large silhouette standing behind them all; a specter skeleton of sorts, with rows of dark ribs and a golden mask concealing all but beady red eyes that absorbed the girl of Darkrai's image.
"Welcome. This is everyone's garden, so do what you like."
Alice smiled and nodded, paying her respects to Giratina. Now she was home.
~
Rolling and unrolling, coiling, emerging, running free
Running through the afterworld into your room
Title: The Other Side
Author: Shamanic Shaymin
Fandom: Pokémon
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Warnings: Weird stuff and delicious death. Yaaaaaaay!
Ships/Characters: Alice, Darkrai and a surprise guest.
Prompt: Lust
Finished: Yes
Is he real or a ghost-lie?
She feels she isn't heard
And the veil tears and rages
'til her voices are remembered
and his secrets can be told
~
Alice had been waiting for a long time. Now she found herself before the lake Alicia once been, dipping her fingers in the water. Runaway petals and leaves scuttled around or away from her touch, and the ripples of the lake rolled and unrolled like a carpet to another dimension. This was the place, wasn't it?
"Darkrai, are you here? Is that you?"
Tonio disappeared through that lake. So did Baron Alberto. Just about everyone and everything she knew was swallowed up by the looking glass. After that day Darkrai lay defeated in the lake and Dialga and Palkia torn her world apart, Alice didn't know what to think anymore. All she knew was that her grandmother gazed at the lake for answers. Whenever she looked for Darkrai, it was here she'd find him.
Darkrai. Darkrai.
Is he alive? Or was it a ghost-lie she saw on the rock that day? Time stopped for Alice and nothing was real anymore. Wherever she walked was one abstract image after the other. Alamos Town... it no longer existed, did it? Palkia and Dialga... have they moved their feud somewhere else?
The water gave way and drank Alice up. She kicked her legs as the green-glass jelly consumed her, fingers scrambling through the weeds and sifting sand. In order to reach the other side, one had to walk through the looking glass. Alice looked up, and pushed her arms for the surface. It looked the same now. But there was something else waiting for her, and it was time to wake up.
~
Darkrai had been waiting. Tonio had been waiting. Baron Alberto had been waiting. Even Godey was waiting, and a little girl in a blue dress was ecstatic upon seeing her, running to help pull her from the water. Alice hugged her tight, and gazed at everyone with watering eyes. She blinked at a large silhouette standing behind them all; a specter skeleton of sorts, with rows of dark ribs and a golden mask concealing all but beady red eyes that absorbed the girl of Darkrai's image.
"Welcome. This is everyone's garden, so do what you like."
Alice smiled and nodded, paying her respects to Giratina. Now she was home.
~
Rolling and unrolling, coiling, emerging, running free
Running through the afterworld into your room