• Published 16th Feb 2013
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Looking Through the Pokeball - Magical Trevor



Pokemon start to appear in Equestria, but they don't seem to be the same as the stories in the myths once claimed...

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Prologue

“High Priest Delusional, the preparations are nearly complete!” a young white stallion exclaimed, rushing towards an older stallion, but tripped on his overly large grey robes.

“That’s High Priest Mynd to you, acolyte!” the green stallion snapped, glaring as the other attempted to regain his footing. “Has Miss Daring finished translating those runes yet?!”

“Oh, uh, I think, that is to say, she said that maybe-”

The younger stallion swallowed heavily, his hoof coming back from his forehead soaked in sweat as his elder’s gaze bored into him. Still shivering slightly, the white stallion settled on nodding furiously, lest his stuttering anger Delusional Mynd more.

“Took her long enough!” Mynd barked, stomping his way down the cave’s rough stone hallways. Mynd didn’t bother lighting his horn, having memorized the few turns the long tunnel in the ruins had to offer.

In the heart of the ruins, an orange pegasus grumbled to herself as she wiped some sweat from her monochromed rainbow mane. “This guy is crazy! I can’t friggin read these damn runes! I’m a treasure hunter, not some lame-flank archeologist! But,” she continued quietly, allowing the shadow of a smirk to show. “If he had to ask me to decipher them, then he can’t read them either, so does it matter if I didn’t translate it properly? Still get paid either way,” she giggled, her bright pink eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Oi! You done yet, you stupid pegasus?”

Daring Do smashed her head on the ceiling, hovering as she cradled her cracked pith helmet in her hooves, her head throbbing from the sudden headache. “That’s rich, coming from the ‘high priest’ that can’t even read his own cult’s runes,” Daring snarked back, the pain not helping her attitude.

“Just shut up and give me my translations already!” the green unicorn snapped, stomping his hoof.

“Once you give me my treasure I will, you pompous prick,” Daring Do shot back angrily.

“Here,” Mynd snarled, throwing a large rock at Daring Do with his telekinesis. “It’s an ancient relic I found here when I was a colt. I’m sure it’s worth something to somepony somewhere. The translations?”

Daring Do caught the rock with her forelegs, holding the relic between her hooves, frowning slightly. “Why’s it made of so many different colors? It’s like half white, the top half is some weird purple color, and there’s two oval... rose quartz? And what’s with the weirdo symbol thing? Four straight lines at different angles? I uh, this isn’t exactly treasure...”

“You said ancient treasure,” Delusional corrected, a smug grin crossing his face. “In ancient times, that would have been considered treasure, ergo, ancient treasure. Not my fault you never clarified...”

Daring Do snorted as she landed, flipping the relic into her saddlebags as she resettled her pith helmet on her head, hiding her own smirk. “Fair enough, I guess... Here, have a translation of the stupid runes you can’t read.

“Considering I don’t know how to read runes, I’d say I still came out ahead in this little venture,” Daring whispered to herself as she flew off, leaving an ignorant cult leader with his prize.

“Moonstone! Get in here!” Mynd yelled, cackling gleefully as he read the instructions.

“Yes sir!” the white stallion said quickly, running to catch up with the older stallion. “Is that it? Is that going to help me find my family?”

“Perhaps,” Mynd lied, smiling. “All we have to do is cast one little spell on that altar there, and the magic runes should do the rest! All I need you to do is provide the magical oomph, and I’ll shape the spells, alright?”

“Well, alright,” Moonstone agreed hesitantly, trotting up to the altar. “If this will help me find my family, I’ll do anything...”

“I know you will, you moron,” Mynd chuckled to himself softly.

“I still think it’s freaky that all of the runes have eyes in the middle of them,” Moonstone commented, his ears flicking nervously as he glanced around the room once more.

“Nevermind that, just start channeling the magic!” Mynd ordered.

“A-alright...” Moonstone swallowed hard, running a hoof through his messy mane, taking a shaky breath before closing his eyes, concentrating.

“Yes...” Delusional said excitedly, his eyes glowing with a manic insanity. The runes in the room started to glow, growing brighter and brighter as Moonstone channelled more and more magic.

Delusional reached into his robes, taking out three orbs in his telekinetic grasp. The first one was a bright, clear blue, the second a lighter purple, but the third was the most interesting. It was a chunk of yellow stone, with a crack straight down the middle. The stone looked like it was barely being held together. Taking control of the raw magic, he infused it with the runes to grant them life. The three orbs began to float as first one, then many runes started to come out, coming to life as they glowed a bright blue as they slowly formed one circle, spinning slowly in the air. As more of the runes were released, they formed more circles, spinning clockwise, and counterclockwise, changing directions on mere whims.

“Yes... Yes! Yes!” Mynd exclaimed, elated. “Now, beings of unknown power, grant me your strength! Grant me the power to bring back the gods of old!”

Moonstone opened his eyes, stopping his magic as he backed up fearfully. “W-what’s going on?!”

“The return of the real power in Equestria, of course!” Delirious Mynd exclaimed, spreading his forelegs wide. “There has to have been something that gave our world magic, and it wasn’t the Princesses!”

“W-what are you talking about? You said this would-”

“Find your family? I’ll make sure they will.” Mynd started to laugh, quietly, but grew louder and louder, his voice echoing in the room. “With this power, I can give you a new family! We might be a little... different, but a family is a family, after all!”

Moonstone’s screams were lost as the ruins exploded in light. As the light faded, a faint voice questioned idly, “So... you think to bring Pokemon back to this world? Perhaps... but can the races of this world handle them, or are you bringing their own destruction?”

Author's Note:

So, like I said, just had an idea, and wanted to get it out of my head. The actual story will start in chapter one. Hopefully I should have that done before this actually gets accepted! xD EDIT: Well, so much for that... just gimme an hour or two. Ish.

But yeah, hope you enjoyed! I'm not new to writing, so feel free to be harsh, so long as it's constructive, I couldn't care less how rude you are so long as you actually say what's wrong. 'This sucks and you should feel bad' gives me nothing to work with so it won't 'suck'. Thanks.

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