PokèDruids [PkmnWattys2016]

Falling Skies

Along the other side of the map, tracing past the Morono area and a few small islands, he managed to find another peculiar island, one which he couldn't find any identification for save a small town off to the side with the words "Treasure Town" hastily scribbled onto it. And yet, this wasn't the entirety of the map in any circumstance.

Eros had been glossing over these, not having any understanding as to what they could be, but now he realized that the arrows sprawled across the maps were indications as to where to attack, showing the names of ideal soldiers to sent to lay siege upon Morono and whatever island "Treasure Town" was on. On a smaller map to the side, there were even more arrows, pointing across the various regions of the world, such as Sinnoh, Unova, Hoenn... Whatever was planned was along the lines of world domination.

Although Eros was lucky as to not run into any guards so far, he pressed his luck even more so and read the letters that accompanied the maps. If there was ever a doubt that this was an all out war, and a war with the sole intent of eliminating Pokemon from existence, it was gone now. Letters and endorsements from all of the other Utopian regions spoke of armies and weapons prepared for an all out war, although they were all that of the medieval era. Kings and dukes all spoke of possible plans for eliminating all life in Morono, and whether or not to eliminate all life in the rest of the regions (although the armies detailed in the notes couldn't surely touch any more than Morono and the surrounding areas).

Eros, thinking much of these notes and papers, quickly shoved about one fifth into the various pockets on his clothes, hoping that he would find a way to keep them dry. The ringing had fallen in volume quite a bit, to the point where the world seems muffled rather than silenced. Xerxes and Surge were looking about the room, revealing that the Pikachu had managed to pour a stored inkwell all over himself.

Eros, not wanting to make too much noise, simply waved for the others to follow him. Rather, as the lazy fucks they are, they jumped onto his shoulders and let him lead the way.

He wasn't trying to escape anymore; Eros knew that he couldn't escape an entire army, especially while he was in a city in which the water flowed in, making it impossible for him to swim away- that's it! Somewhere in the fortress, for all the water that flowed in, just as much had to flow out! And yet, how would he know where to find this outlet of water? It might not eve be in the castle. Eros simply paced along the hallways, looking into some of the rooms every so often.

At first, the rooms were filled with shell shocked guards in their barracks, kneeling in the corner and waiting for the ringing to stop. My, these halls must have good acoustics. However, as Eros made it farther and farther into the castle, climbing up a few sets of stairs, he eventually found a massive set of double doors, laid with brass decorations and with a gilded handle, depicting massive images of Articuno.

Eros, hoping that what he would find in this room would be helpful and not kill him, pushed against the door with all his weight and found a grand chamber before him. Along the sides were many mystical carvings, all forming an intricate sigil in the center of the room, much like that of the Equilibrium. However, that was far from the most interesting thing in the room; That title was reserved for the slightly hulking Articuno in the center. Its vivid blue hue of plumage emphasized the strands of turquoise ribbon that trailed behind, letting a light snow fall about as it wavered in the air, seemingly weightless. And yet, the creature looked far from happy, as if depressed or apathetic to its life as it was, barely bothering to look up towards Eros; Rather, it was appearing to be comfortable just lying as it was, in the way that birds roost.

A short, weary glance towards Eros brought it to speak in a sad, airy (yet far from raspy) voice, melodic in its tone, "Have food?" As it seemed, the mere presence of this creature hushed the ringing in their ears.