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20 January 2009 @ 02:09 am
Lucrative [Rayquaza]  
Title: Lucrative
Character: Rayquaza
Fandom: Pokemon
Genre: General
Rating: G
Word Count: 349

A/N: Rayquaza is the best thing since cake in my humble opinion. And yes, she is a girl.
 

Lucrative

The residents of Pacificlodge Town are shocked when they first saw a green blur fly over at night. Children cried and clung to their parents (their mothers fretted and their fathers worried). But the blur proved to be innocent.

And years passed before any mentions of it came up again.

But sometimes, late at night—when the other stories were exhausted and had become too redundant—the blur would be brought up.

A Pokemon, some said (the old man).

A god, others laughed (the young lady).

Or just another inhabitant in their slowly dying off town. Harmless and quiet, whatever it was, it kept to itself.

-

One day, some brilliant professor thought of a marvelous, fantastic idea: sell merchandise depicting the blur (claim it as a deity or Legendary) and make millions off its unnamed name. The others agreed. It was smart and good business.

And so, souvenirs sprang up overnight. And the town (the blur) became a sensation.

People visited from all over Hoenn, hoping—praying—to see the blur. And maybe it’ll give them some luck too. Inspire them with some divine powers (if it had any). Or put in a good word for them (if it knew any gods).

-

Then, the blur disappeared. It no longer flew overhead, zipping past in a dizzying hurry.

And the people suffered (the town died).

-

A girl kicked at the sand and dug her toes into the grainy carpet.

She looked up at the sky and wondered if it ever ended and wondered if the stories were true. Had there, had there really been? No.

Stories are stories and they hold no truths.

Her mother called her inside for dinner (quickly now—before it got cold).

And from the corner of her eye, there was a streak of emerald and gold. But only for a second. And when she turned around for another look, it disappeared.

She smiled.

She knew.

The blur was real (and it had a name).