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Reshiram and Zekrom TF : AftermathAftermath: YangReshiram and Zekrom TF : Aftermath by Aleronssword
"What do you mean I wasn't out for however long?" Yang questioned.
"Before both you and your friend were invited here, the mansion we stand in was empty, crumbling, abandoned." zekrom explained. "When we heard that both of you were coming, we had to use our energy to make the mansion what it was prior to its decay. We couldn't, however, make everything as it was, and as such, some signs of decay lingered."
"You mean the bookshelf that collapsed easily?"
"And the ruined rails?" Yin asked.
"Correct." Reshiram answered. "If we had covered every inch, then we wouldn't have had enough energy to merge with you, and as such, vanish. When we have fully merged, we let go of the restoration, letting the mansion return to its skeletal state. What you are standing in is what the area looked like before the restoration."
"But, another thing though "
"What about Andrew? The person who invited us?" Yang que
Reshiram and Zekrom TF : YinYin, separated from Yang, was walking down the hall he found himself thrown in. He already tried to find a way to open the doors from his end, but found nothing after fruitless minutes of searching. As he proceeded further down the hall, he noticed some pictures hanging on the walls and podiums displaying items. Curiosity peaking, he broke from the path he was following to get a good look at one of them.Reshiram and Zekrom TF : Yin by Aleronssword
The picture he was looking at had a mid-thirties man dressed in Victorian Era clothing, although he had a helmet, along with a monocle with a cross-hair painted on it. He was holding a rifle, although it wasn't any that was normally made.
The trim of the gun was painted gold, with the stock of it made of wood, except there were gears visible through a thin piece of glass. The firing mechanism was like a flintlock, but with several more gears than normal. It had a scope attached, but instead of it being completely straight, it was bent close to the end of it, looking like it would be us
Reshiram and Zekrom TF : Yang"LET ME THE F*** OUT OF HERE NOW!" Yang yelled, banging against the door in a futile attempt to open them. He drew his sword and swung it at the doors, only to bounce off.Reshiram and Zekrom TF : Yang by Aleronssword
"What the?" he questioned. "Damned doors were supposed to be sliced open by that."
He tried again and again, getting the same results each time. His anger peaking, he sheathed his sword and shoulder charged the doors, the impact knocking the breath out of him. The doors stayed shut, not budging at all. After a few charges, he started to tire and stopped. He propped himself against the doors, resting a little. A few minutes later, his breathing evened out, and he stood back up. When separated from Yin, Yang tends to be a little on edge way more often then when together. Not only that, but he was the more experienced at fighting, often letting Yin stay at the sides.
He looked around and noticed that he was in a library of sorts. Bookshelves as high as a double-story building were lined with books. He looked up and noti
Reshiram and Zekrom TF : Intro"This the right place?"Reshiram and Zekrom TF : Intro by Aleronssword
"Should be, the map points to this mansion."
"It better, I'm tired of having to walk all this way."
A duo of people stood at the base of an impressive pair of doors. The doors in question were a mix of gold and silver, resulting in an expensive look. The one holding a parchment map was dressed entirely in white, which was complemented by his snow-white hair. His skin was quite pale except for a golf-ball sized black dot on his forehead. He had a sword strapped to him angled over his right shoulder.
The person next to him, with folded arms, was dressed in jet-black clothes. His dark skin and equally dark hair would have had him blend into the night sky, if it wasn't for the golf-ball sized white dot on his forehead. A sword of the same color was strapped to him as well, only angled over his left shoulder.
They were both Yin Sword and Yang Sword respectively, the good/evil personas of the original Sword. Currently, they were taking a break from their popular show,
|Here's the full Reshiram and Zekrom transformation story folder, so that way you can read each of them.|
Hunting for HealingThe moon held itself high into the night sky, the sparkles that were distant stars dancing among midnight blue canvas. Nocturnal creatures were coming out of their dens, the more predatory ones eager to hunt for some unsuspecting prey. The more cautious ones were even more so, on alert for any dangers that could be stalking around the night-shrouded forest. Birds occasionally flew among the sky, their trips short so they could be on the move without expending too much energy when it comes to finding any insects crawling among the tree bark.Hunting for Healing by Aleronssword
One deer, a doe, was cautiously strolling through the foliage, close to a pathway that was worn into the grass by other creatures that frequented through here. It knew better than to go directly along it though, since it was more open to any predators that could be on the prowl at this time. Its ears perked up when it heard something rustle, its body tensing up and head perked up, on alert for anything that could be nearby.
Close to its spot a creat
Meeting a Blanket DragonI just couldn't sleep, no matter how much I tried. Every time I tried to have a dream going, it would always flash to something that would have me jolt my head to the side to try and shake out of it. Even when I opened my eyes to try and clear my head, the same situation would just keep happening each time I closed my eyes again to try and dream. I was about to get up to try and get something to drink to help calm myself, though I felt some form of weight gently press down onto my chest and my body past it. A groan came out from me before I started to open my eyes again, trying to find out what the odd weight was that was on me.Meeting a Blanket Dragon by Aleronssword
I saw some pair of figures resting just below my head, while past them was a pile of what I could figure was white. I tried to move an arm up, though had a bit of difficulty doing so, managing to bring a hand to my eyes and rub at them a bit to try and clear them of any blurriness they had in them. Once that was done, I was able to make out the figures that wer
Blanket Dragons Bio - Update 3/20/2015Blanket DragonsBlanket Dragons Bio - Update 3/20/2015 by Aleronssword
Summary: A rather unique species that are almost like those from the imaginations of children. Appearances of them in public areas are almost nonexistent, instead only known via those who have witnessed them in their own homes.
Body Structure & Forms: The species all share at least two body structure types, with one different form for each; Quadrupedal, and Bipedal, with the alternate form being them looking like normal blankets.
Quadrupeds – often referred to as 'feral' – are ones that stand on all four legs. Their sizes are often determined by the length from the tips of their snouts to the tail tips, though at times its from the tops of their heads down to their feet.
Anthro ones are ones that have a more humanoid build to them. They stand largely on their hind legs, though their forelegs double as arms and have one less major joint in them compared to the legs(Hind have four(waist, knee, secondary leg bend, ankle), while fore/arms have
Vienna Macro - FrankThe day was another quiet one in Vienna. You were back at your usual post, gazing out to the landscape via the telescopic lens of your camera. Clicks sounded out as you took the occasional landscape picture, soon seeing a mansion off in the distance, between the main city and the farms.Vienna Macro - Frank by Aleronssword
Quite a few people were aware of the house, but none have really seen the owner of it, nor asked on why the house was built outside of the normal city limits. Rumors had circulated about him being a macro fan, but no one was sure. He was quite shy and reclusive, seeing that he wasn't that well-known. He spent most of his time inside the large mansion, doing who-knows what inside. Due to the location of his home, it was, more often than not, the first object to get unintentionally crushed. Thanks to the anomalies, the house is repaired shortly after the macros come and go.
Come to think of it, he must have been crazy to live that far outside the city. Why else would he choose there as a place to settle d
ABoIaS: Chapter 10Chapter 10: Escape Into Another EncounterABoIaS: Chapter 10 by Aleronssword
Crap! Of all the things to start the day off, it had to be cops coming to my house. It doesn't help that I'm a fugitive of the law as well as Marcus, and that I'm a different species. Not only that, but N's father would be after me and he would kill anyone in his way.
Mom was able to silently tell us to run, and we did, trying to find a way out without going near the front door. It was pretty much an easy one, since there was a window in every room, minus the bathrooms for obvious reasons. Everyone minus Rachel and Marcus headed downstairs to meet with the cops and try to delay them while me and Marcus try and escape.
Going through my sis's room would be too risky, since the cops would see us almost immediately. Lucas' would be a good choice, but we would be seen as well. My room's out since it would mean falling right behind the cops. That leaves only my parents room, since it's on the other side of the house. The three of
ABoIaS: Chapter 9Chapter 9: Nightmare or RealityABoIaS: Chapter 9 by Aleronssword
I was walking down the halls of the school, heading for my fifth period class. Marcus would be in the last class of the day, so I was kinda happy for it. Other students were tending to their own business, opening lockers to idly chatting. I was about to pass a staff elevator until the voice from earlier this morning came back, screaming at my mind. Caught off guard, I clutched my head, squeezing my eyes shut. I stumbled around, running into a set of locker, getting a good number of people looking.
I collapsed to my knees in the middle of the hall, let out a single, agonized scream, then blacked out
except I didn't.
I don't know how, but I was standing outside my body, watching everyone group around my downed self. The crowd built up until a voice of authority boomed out.
"Move! SRO in the area!"
I, along with everyone else, turned around to see a couple of school officers approaching. I tried to move out the way in tim
A Being of Insect and Steel c8A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c8 by Aleronssword
Chapter 8: Family Matters
Third Person POV:
Aleron and Marcus ran through the forest with all their might, trying to keep plenty of distance from the cops. Despite the recent fight they were in, they were at full strength due to a berry and juice they ingested. Marcus was doing parkour over downed trees and rocks, while Aleron was just jumping over them to keep up. After half an hour of running, they both slowed themselves to save their energy. Even though they had plenty from the berry, they knew it wouldn't last forever.
After walking for an additional twenty minutes, they stopped to rest. Marcus propped himself against a tree while Aleron sat on the ground. The adrenaline that fueled them the entire time running was wearing off, making them take deep breaths to help their lungs, despite the energy from the berry.
"Yo Al " Marcus called out.
"That was a lot of fun huh?" Marcus asked between breaths.
A Being of Insect and Steel c7A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c7 by Aleronssword
Chapter 7: N vs Aleron and Marcus
Third Person POV:
Everyone in the neighborhood was outside, but it wasn't for recreational purposes. Initially, a few people came out to investigate what was happening, but they all got front row seats to a fight between two wanted felons, Marcus and Aleron, and some teen with monsters. Cell phones and cameras were recording the event, everyone wanted to see what happens. Both sides were ready to fight, each hoping for victory.
The view shifts to Aleron and Marcus, who were focused on the Zoroark and Darmamitan while discussing something.
"So, which one do you want to fight?" Marcus asked Aleron.
"Hmm...Just to be a bit fair, I'll go with Zoroark." Al answered. "Seeing on how Darmanitan is fire, I would be hurting pretty quickly."
"Gotcha, but I think that Zoroark will try to confuse you during the fight, seeing on how it can change its appearance at will."
"Yeah, but at least you'll be on fair ground
A Being of Insect and Steel c6A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c6 by Aleronssword
Chapter 6: An Unexpected Ally and Enemy
Great, now that the news is out, everyone in the town, if not the whole country, are going to be hunting for me. And even better? The government probably caught on it as well...great...My life is officially in shambles. Not only have I been changed into some kind of insect...robot...whatever the hell I am, but now I have to stay in isolation for god knows how long. Zack is stumped on what to do, Marcus is wanted as well, and I pretty much have been labeled an alien to my own kind.
As of now I am officially f**ked.
"Hey, who are you?" I asked the teen that just shown up at the doorstep.
The teen at the door just lifted his cap a bit, showing his gray colored irises. Something clicked in my mind upon seeing his face. That tea-green hair, that cube on his pants, I've seen that before. After thinking for a second, I found what I was looking for.
"Hey, wait a second, aren't you-" I sta
A Being of Insect and Steel c5A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c5 by Aleronssword
Chapter 5: Trustworthy Friends and News
Third Person POV:
Aleron and Marcus ran through the forest, staying at the edge of it to prevent getting lost, but far enough in it to be barely noticeable. Despite putting up the fake fight, no doubt someone managed to record the fight and sent it to the internet. And worse that it would end up on the news. Both of them were heading to a friends house, who would not only help them find out who caused this, but also try to help Aleron change back to normal.
After running for nearly twenty minutes, they stopped to catch their breath. They were deep enough in the forest to where they wouldn't be seen. Aleron plopped down on the ground, taking slow, deep breaths to easy the stress on his lungs, along with his abdomen irritating him slightly due to it being angled with the ground. Marcus laying on his back, face towards the sky, sweat covering his face while he breathed harder to calm his lungs due to the fatigue fr
A Being of Insect and Steel c4A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c4 by Aleronssword
Chapter 4: A Watchful Eye
A single man watched several monitors closely, observing the fight between two beings. One a male around 6 feet wearing metal gauntlets on his hands to give an edge over his opponent, a purple metallic insect with a cannon on his back, who was gracefully dodging every blow. It would've been boring if the insect didn't throw a single attack at the brawler. Sometimes a punch from the iron-knuckled man would connect, throwing the metal insect off balance, only to recover and thrust an arm spike forward only to be blocked by the gauntlets.
The man in question only able to see his face due to the monitors lighting has tea-green hair and where his right eye should be is a lens that is silver on the outline of it, but red in the center. He was watching the fight with utmost importance, head on his interlocked fingers. The metal insect was the only thing he was interested in, the other was expendable.
A Being of Insect and Steel c3A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c3 by Aleronssword
Chapter 3: A Deceptive Fight
"Oh hell " muttered Aleron, wide eyed.
He had a gun aiming right at him, all because of a misunderstanding. Running was the first thing to cross his mind. He scratched that off because of his new body and failed first step. Staying was out of the question as well. His 'skin' might be made of steel, but he was doubting it would stop a bullet going at the speed of sound. That, and the government would have a hay-day when they got a hold of him.
Students in the crowd behind the officer were talking amongst themselves. Some wanted to suppress the creature before them. Others wanted the officer to shoot it before it got ideas of hurting others. A few of them wanted to defend it, seeing on how it was once human.
Aleron, from his point of view, was f**ked.
Marcus, however, seemed to be forming a plan that will not only get him away from the others, but help Aleron out as well. As both Aleron and the gun-wielding S
A Being of Insect and Steel c2A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel c2 by Aleronssword
Chapter 2: Changes
I heard people screaming as I was walking down the halls to my 5th period class. I stopped on the spot, instantly concerned on happened. You might think that most people would ignore said event, but I knew it had to be something worthwhile if there were so many. Feeling the urge to help, I bolted down the halls, heading towards the source. I zipped past corners, dodging students along the way. As I ran around another corner, I almost ran into a group of people, two of which dressed alike. The third one, who I nearly ran into, quickly side-stepped out of the way. I quickly regained my balance then yelled a "Sorry!" to them, continuing down the hall.
As I ran yet around another corner, I felt as though my heart skipped a beat.
Up against one of the walls was Biff, or Botch, or whoever it was Al complained about, blood seeping out of a wound at the back of his head. He was out cold, but his body would twitch every few sec
A Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and SteelA Being of Insect and Steel by Aleronssword
Murfreesboro TN, USA.
September 12, 2011.
*Beebeebeep. Beebeebeep. BEEBEEBEEP. BEEBEEBEEP*
I reach my hand over to my nightstand, trying to find my DS.
*BEEBEEBEEP. BEEBEEBEEP. BEEBEEBEEP.*
"Shut up, I'm trying " I groaned again.
I finally managed to find my DSi XL after listening to it going off for a full minute. After grabbing hold of it, I searched the side of it for the power switch to turn it off. Another ten seconds and I found it. I had my finger try to push it up, only to find that the power button was stuck. "Damnit, not again " I muttered under my breath as I tried to force the button up again. After a few more seconds, the power switch slid up, shutting the DS off and the alarm.
"Finally Now to get ready for another day in the Boredom Kingdom " I moaned. Pulling myself out of my bed, I shuffled over to my closet. I grabbed the handle and gave it a stern yank. It flew open and nearly smacked me in th
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