The Thunderstrike from Wyrdeer’s Perspective
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The wind whistled while blowing through the plains as the Noble galloped across the plains. He could feel the wind in his antlers as he galloped from place to place.. “The Person from the Sky, how is he doing in such a harsh place?” he wondered to himself, as he galloped up the large hill where he resided. He gazed out on the landscape of the Obsidian Fieldlands, then turned his attention to the forest where the other warden was. Wyrdeer had spoken with Kleavor earlier, and they had argued again, this time about the person from the Space-Time Rift. Wyrdeer thought that Lord Arceus must have sent the boy for a reason, but Kleavor had snorted, before telling him the story was ridiculous, as they stood on either side of the Alpha Bibarel’s Dam, conversing. Wyrdeer had only won the argument because a flock of Starly had flown to them after seeing the boy in person. Kleavor seemed to have taken the debate personally, as he had heard Kleavor running around the forest later, muttering under his breath. The Noble raised his antlered head in the direction, using his psychic powers to search for the Axe Pokemon. Kleavor was running still, before stopping, and beelining for the massive tree in the forest’s center. Something seemed off with him, and Wyrdeer turned in that direction and started galloping, hoping for a chance to apologize.
About fifteen minutes later, Wyrdeer had reached the dam where the Alpha Bibarel resided. He nodded to the oversized Beaver Pokemon and galloped into the forest. He used his psychic power to search for any hidden pathways, before arriving at the central clearing with the massive tree in the center, although he was still concealed behind the bushes. Kleavor seemed to sense his presence, but charged, axes raised, when Wyrdeer noticed it. A rift in the sky, spewing small orbs of red, blue and green. Now was not the time to pay attention to such things, however. The Big Horn Pokemon lowered his antlers into a defensive position, ready to shrug off whatever the Axe Pokemon had in store for him, when a beam of golden lightning shot out of the rift, hitting Kleavor squarely in the back, flooring him. Wyrdeer was immobilized by shock as the other Noble collapsed, groaning. He approached the large Bug-type cautiously, in case Kleavor reflexively swung as he got up. Suddenly, golden light the same color as the bolt covered the other Noble’s body, as Wyrdeer tensed, ready to fight or run, whichever was the better choice. Wyrdeer sensed something on the other side of the rift, but didn’t want to stick around long enough to find out what it was. He turned tail and fled as quickly as he could, before the lightning had a chance to take him, too. He ran until he reached the hilltop where he lived, before collapsing into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning, he awoke with a start, as the sound of the humans from the nearby village walking towards the forest. I should warn them. He walked up to the farthest-back man, and grasped the man’s sleeve with his teeth. The man startled, before saying something in whatever language it was that he spoke. Wyrdeer let go, and the men continued walking, but not before respectfully bowing. He walked up to the summit of his hill, and watched. About an hour later, he heard what he believed was Kleavor’s cry, but it sounded rougher. More threatening. Angrier. He galloped towards the source of the sound, and saw the men from the village, their uniforms ripped, blood oozing from cuts. And, standing above them, was this new golden Kleavor. It roared at him, and Wyrdeer let out the most threatening bellow he could produce. One of the men groaned in pain, and Wyrdeer used a burst of telekinesis to lift them off the ground and onto his back, and he took off. In straight combat, Wyrdeer knew that he stood no chance against the Axe Pokemon, and this new, golden, frenzied state made him even more imposing. Kleavor pursued, but Wyrdeer outsped him, and used a powerful Psyshield Bash to send the other Noble reeling, but Wyrdeer took the opportunity to run, and he dropped the men off near their village, where more of them could be found. What if this golden light is why Arceus sent a person from the sky? Wyrdeer wanted to find out. And he vowed, right then and there, that he would help this human in every way he could, even if it cost him his life, if it was for the greater good.
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This Chapter's last persepctive is from Dialga's Perspective. Stay Tuned!
