Chapter no.259 Prophecy

( ~ Splash ~ )
Water sprinkled out of the shower as Austin enjoyed a warm shower.
After everything that had happened with his Aura Awakening, he needed some time to rest.
Lucario meanwhile was also extremely tired.
Everyone of his and Yellow's pokemon were watching some kind of movie in the room while Yellow was sleeping.
Austin gazed upon the beautiful intricate tattoos covering his entire body from neck to his heel.
( A.N : Imagine this and ignore the body proportions rather imagine the Tates on Austin's body )





Austin couldn't help but smile, he always wanted to get a tattoo back on Earth and now his entire body was covered in the most coolest tattoos.
A shame this is not my body.
Austin thought as he brushed his long hair to the side.
The ritual had really changed a lot of his physical appearance.
His hair was extremely long, his height had increased from 4'7 ( 140 cm ) to 5'3.
Then there were his eyes, which had changed into a permanent red colour.
Austin noted the changes to the body before he closed his eyes.
He needed to have a talk with Lucario after he woke up.
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[ Mount Silver - Peak ]
Winter.
It was the only season Mount Silver knew. From the frostbitten taiga at the foot, to the labyrinthian cave networks within, to the blizzard-plagued peaks, Mount Silver was by far one of the most dangerous places in the known world. Beyond the deathly climate and murderous terrain, Mount SIlver was home to the fiercest and most savage pokémon on the planet.
For all of the above reasons, the legendary mountain had been deemed an "off-limits" zone to all but a select few. The current criteria for entry was set at sixteen gym badges, recognized by the Kanto-Johto, or Indigo League, but even then, it wasn't uncommon for accepted trainers to enter Mount Silver and never return.
But those who sang one of only two songs.
They turned back before the mountain could defeat them or, they were defeated by the mythical trainer at the summit.
Of course, despite most trainers braving Mount Silver in order to try their hand at defeating "the Mythical Trainer", the man's existence was questionable to begin with. There was far less shame in admitting defeat to a legend of a trainer, than to admit acquaintance against the mountain itself. Plus, there was the simple logistical question of how one man could survive atop a mountain devoid of vegetation for so long all by himself. Nevertheless, the legend of the Mythical Trainer persisted just strongly enough that every year, an inevitable handful of ace trainers would attempt the gauntlet for an attempt at global glory.
The legend of the Mythical Trainer of Mount Silver first sprouted a mere ten years prior to the present day, at around the time the champion of Kanto, Red abdicated his position of Kanto Champion the very same day he attained it. The situation was unprecedented in Kanto's history, and indeed, in any other region as well, but the headline that had circulated across the world was not of the abandoned throne, but of a young "Pokémon Master" who'd taken residence at the peak of Mount Silver.
On top of Mount Silver, Red opened his eyes.
He had analyzed the song of the world through his own aura sense and he couldn't help but snarl.
His worst nightmare had come true.
His son had taken the position of the Chosen One of the Legends of Old.
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[ Fuchsia City - Pokemon Center ]
" Finally, awake sleeping beauty." Austin asked as he looked up from the Pokenet.
" I thought I was hallucinating for a second but you've changed."
" Well, I have your ritual to thank for that." Austin answered as Lucario got up from the bed with a grunt.
" Still tired ?"
" Well, the ritual did take a lot out of me."
" We can talk later if that is the case."
" No, I am fine. I can see that you have a lot of questions after what happened ?"
" Well, who wouldn't have questions after all of that ?"
" True, so ask away my long haired friend."
" Thanks for noticing, well first of all how did all of this happen ?"
" I don't know."
" ..... "
" ..... "
" You can't be serious."
" I did tell you that this is a modified version of another ritual. How should I know what its effects are ?"
" ( ~ Sigh ~ ) Moving on, Lucario, do you know anything about the Chosen One ?"
Lucario's head suddenly shot up as he looked at Austin.
" Don't tell me."
Austin just nodded in response.
Luacrio put his paw over his eyes as he took a deep breath.
" You know, I thought that the ritual caused me to hallucinate but to think you were the chosen one. Oh Mew, what have I gotten myself into ?"
" Is it that bad ?"
" Yes, yes it is. Being the chosen one means that your life is now connected to the protection of the world and the Gods that reside within."
" So, am I like some kind of entity who has to keep the legendaries in check ? " Austin asked causing Lucario to shrug.
" I don't know. The only thing I know about the Chosen One is just a prophecy."
" Prophecy ?"
" Disturb not the harmony of fire, ice or lightning, lest these titans wreak destruction upon the world in which they clash. Though the water's great guardian shall arise to quell the fighting, alone its song will fail, lest the earth shall turn to ash. O Chosen One, into thine hands, bring together all three. Their treasures combined tame the Beast of the Sea." Lucario said causing Austin to nod.
" You don't look that surprised." Lucario asked.
" I figured out my life would be connected to the legendary Pokémon after my various encounters with them."
" You have encountered the Gods of Pokemon !" Lucario cried out in surprise.
" Yeah."
" ..... " Lucario was left speechless as he looked at Austin who had a calm look on his face but his posture told Lucario that he was scared.
Lucario put his paw on Austin's shoulder causing him to look at the Aura Pokemon.
" Don't worry, you are not alone in this. I, yellow and all your pokemon are here for you. You don't have to take on the burden all by yourself."
Austin's eyes teared up a little as he whispered back.
" Thank you."
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[ 𝐎𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 ]
𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝘇𝗲𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘀, 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝘀. 𝗜𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘂𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗟𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘀, 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗲; 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵. 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗳𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺, 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱: 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰. 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 (𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹-𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀). 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀' 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝘄. 𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 (𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱) 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘆; 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗗𝗲𝘄𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗽, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵.