Swords of Fire

Pokemon x WoF fic collaboration uwu yay
you cant stop me from making that the display title hehe
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Heya!
Swords Of Fire is a collaboration-fic made by the Pokegang, go on their wall if you need to ask anything!
Characters + Credits 
 
Contributing characters is greatly appreciated! Just note that they have to be Pokémon-based. We can try to fit in your character wherever we can.
~please ask on the pokegang wall to be added~
Ark with Cursola, Leafeon, Eternatus, and Mimikyu!
Swan with Zorua!
Fox with Zacian!
fall with vulpix!
Flufferb with Dialga!
SnowFox with Jolteon!
Vy with Ajoite!
Flora with Dreamstar
Coding by Swan!
Blurb 
 
When a deal is made, all seems lost...
Welcome to the land of Galar. A land of dragons, of ten tribes and 18 elements. Living in peace for more than (number) years. 
It was beautiful. Graceful sandy beaches, grassy hills, and majestic mountains. Nothing could ever change that. 
Until a power-hungry SkyWing hybrid, Eternatus and a powerful SkyWing Princess named Ninetales strike a deal. To restore power to the Dragons that the Scavengers took long ago.
A small group of dragons, all different, must work together and save the world. Will they succeed? Will they fail? Or will the world fall into Eternatus’s talons forever?
Prophecy 
 
  As the day grows darker... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Another day longer. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
To fight, to stand... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
To save a lost land. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
To come save it... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
A world of death, a world of sorrow... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
one or a forbidden morrow. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
to lost. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Darkness rises through the night... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Stand up and fight. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Hurry. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Prologue 
It was dark. The darkest it had ever been- and for good reason too. That evening the clouds gathered to cry, their tears drumming a rhythm on a building which was only visible through the light the flickering lights provided. It was as if the clouds themselves knew what was going to happen. It seemed as If everything was shrouded in grey except for a pinprick of light- yellow, warm and welcoming. It came from a window. If you were to peer inside, you would see two dragons, conversing. One a light yellow, with menacing red eyes, the other a deep navy blue and red.
If you were to press your ear against the glass, you would hear conversation. Deep growls and resigned agreements, these two dragons are not to be messed with.
The navy dragon rose up to his full height. “And what would I get out of it?” They growled, their voice clear and curt.
The lighter one remained impassive, flicking her long tail. “What would you get out of it?” She laughed. “You’d get influence, power. I’m simply volunteering my services to you” She hesitated for a second. “Obviously for a fair share of your power, but let’s not discuss trivialities now.” Her voice was like honey, but not the kind you eat. It sounded malicious, like the bees would fly toward you and sting you until you never wanted to eat the honey again.
Any dragon listening would shudder, but would be unable to draw away. The navy dragon gazed into the distance, and when they spoke again they seemed to be far away from the conversation, thinking of something else. "And are you sure you services would be adequate?" They asked.
The pale dragoness nodded. The dreary rain was pouring by now, and anyone standing outside would’ve been drenched in water. “You needn’t doubt my services. I can do whatever needs to be done. Half the kingdom follows me, after all.” The dragoness spoke with such firmness that it was hard to doubt that she was royalty.
One flicker of blackness. Goodness, it's just crows. But enough to wash you away like a black sea of nightmares, only to be killed. You would lean over only to barley hear them, covered by the sounds of wind, flapping and thunder. The dragoness puffed a a bit of smoke, as the two talked.
Night was coming, a dark velvet blanket covering the dark sky. white stars appeared, one by one to see a dark starry night. The moons shone like separate, large stars in the coat of the darkness.
At the moment the moment midnight struck, the navy dragon asked. "Where can we discuss the... specifics of this plan?"
The pale dragoness nodded, as if she had been anticipating the question. "Meet me in the palace in 2 days time" she said. " There's a small route through the mountains that leads to a room that's deserted, and only I have the key."
The navy dragon nodded, and rose into the air. As he left, the SkyWing called after him, "Don't be late. Or else."
PART ONE: Steel 
They’ve voted no protagonist.
PART TWO: Death 
Ack
PART THREE: Ghosts 
:thonk:
Epilogue 
Hrm- who’s writing this?
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