PDTQ00/Fanfic Reading

***A time long before people and Pokémon became true friends, there was someone who was responsible to take care of the world. Yet as time when on, is became possible that other than being affected by someone else's weapon; maybe she was more different then she thought. Immortality made her and her friend-turned-enemy stand out among anyone else. And with immortality, comes great happiness and great grieve...***

(Talia's PoV)

*I was Kalosian royalty.*

*This is, of course, crazy, but the spirit of the statement is surprisingly - or unfortunately, depending on your view - not that far from the truth. AZ, as it is said, is in the details. He used the pre-existing bond between people and Pokémon to generate influence.*

*I was not only a pure-hearted young girl, but also a heir to a great power: the power of the Magi. Now I know that Magis are just supposed to be a relative of Perservers, but not some sort of divine power. But at the time, I only knew a divine power is something Incubators were lorekeeper of.*

*As it would turn out, they were more than that. They were gatekeepers, too.*

*The Magic of Friendship decided who was worthy of wielding the power of the Magi, usually in exchange for a single wish. It also had the power to take that privilege away.*

*I was the only child my parents ever had.*

*I never remember being told I was living up to the power the Master had granted me. I was always too contrary, too stubborn, too passionate.*

*But most of all, I was too weak.*

*I was born a weakling, and I always lagged behind other people. My earliest memory is of running to try to catch a few friends in tag. But bullies banded together to send me flying into the mud. It was me versus them.*

*Their privileges were quickly revoked. My parents begged that I'd go faster, they’d do anything for me, they’d do it right next time. It was me versus them.*

*Then, one day, someone offered me the opportunity of a lifetime: for it to be us versus them. All I had to do was get stronger. I leapt at the chance. That was when I met AZ.*

*Every time I felt stronger during the Great Kalos War, I would hear a voice saying it wasn’t enough. I had to get stronger. Soon, it was only me and him. I never saw anyone else. They didn’t matter. It was us versus them. I finally awakened my magic for us. The Magic of Friendship had been pleased. But AZ told me that there was only one more thing I needed to get stronger. I needed to harness the power of the Magi.*

*I needed to use a magical spell.*

*Fatally wounded, I spent all day trying to use a healing spell, waiting for my destiny to manifest, but... nothing happened. AZ told me I had no destiny, and that it was taken away. I had given up on us and on myself, after all. My consciousness gave up. I passed out, succumbing to exhaustion and fatal wounds.*

*Before I slipped away, I heard one last thing so clearly.*

*AZ [stern]: **There is no us.***

(Normal PoV)

A young girl woke up in a bed, confused at what she just saw. All she knew then was that she was also weak. That was something her lifelong rival knew, too.

She had no doubt that she would have died that very same day, if she had not been rescued by a great miracle. She did not believe that the girl from her dream could have doubted that either. She was just inexperienced in life, nothing more.

Perhaps that is concerning.

There was darkness, light, then a place in between.

She was told she was a half of a whole: the Prism of Hope.

Maybe she could have half the power of the Magi?

She knew she would be remembered as a champion when she got that phone call from a certain blonde-haired girl, saying that she saw her saving a life. This girl has never did such a thing before, and she is about to learn of the happiness and grief that comes along with it...