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An enrty for #pokedorks current contest. The theme for the contest in question was Space and I really liked the idea of doing really Sci-Fi...

Until I saw that so many of the entries were either random pokemon walking or floating in some random space scene, or part of parody of some sort.
A lot were great entries, don't get me wrong, but I wanted to do something a bit... different.
And thus the story below and the pic above were done. Drawing it was easy, but writing in such a fairy-tale style was very difficult and honestly I'll be using this in my group's (#PokeWorldLegends ) first contes as an example of what kind of work I want to see done in the entries.
Luckily for them, I deffinitly won't be entering in that one; I kind of have too much of a head start.

Anyway, hopefully you enjoy both the pic and story to go with it.

:The Spearhead of the Sky.

Long, long ago, when man was just a pokemon not wearing his fur, there was a deep dark cave on an island to the far south.
Within this cave was said to be a treasure so great it was worth more than all the gold and jewels in the world.

Hearing word of this many thieves and those filled with greed came to the cave with evil intent in their hearts.
But for every person that entered the cave wicked, by the end of the next day that same person would run out of the cave and all the way to the nearby village with tears streaming down his or her face renouncing their evil ways. For those that failed to keep their word, three days later they would die.

Because of this the cave was named ‘The cave of the Blessed curse’ and none would dare to enter it.

One day a young slave girl from the far north and un-aware of the cave’s legends, ran into the cave trying to flee from her cruel master.

Berani was a small and wiry thing, with hair as blazing red as an inferno and skin as dark as powered coco, and despite how hard she had worked each day for him, her arms, legs and back were covered in scars and wounds left by her master’s chain and whip.

Terrified that he that would chase her all the way to this distant place, Berani headed deeper into the cave, trailing her hand against the wall so she would not get lost in the darkness.

Deeper and deeper she wandered into the cave, each step the walls becoming damper and the ground more uneven.

Eventually the rough path became too much for the exhausted Berani and she slipped, rolling head over heels down the deep tunnel until she finally stopped at the bottom. And there, right in front of her eyes sat a brightly glowing ruby so bright and clear that it made ever her hair pale in comparison.

Enchanted by its beauty, Berani reached out to take it from its hold but was distracted by the sound of ragged tears. Unable to ignore the crying, Berani reluctantly pulled herself away from the precious gem and headed deeper into the darkness where she thought it was coming from. Gradually her eyes saw that she was in a great cavern, and chained to a rock in the cavern’s centre was a small pokemon with a large set of jaws coming out of the back of its head.

“Who are you?” Berani asked as she knelt to look the pokemon in the eye. “Why have you been left chained and crying all alone in this cave?”

The pokemon jumped up at Berani’s questions and before any words could be said, the jaw on the back of its head lunged and bit the air. Berani stood back.

“You want to know who I am? I am Sabar, a Mawile trickster who weeps at my lover’s betrayal.” The Mawile’s voice was so sad and bitter that Berani could not look away. “He was a human so I too became human. But when he discovered my truest form, despite the pledge he made to love me no matter what, he chained me here and told me to live the rest of my life alone. Now my jaws bite only at humans, the only creatures who could release me. I shall never be free!”

With this the pokemon again began to wail and sob. Feeling sympathy as another who had been bound against her will, Berani ignored her fear of the pokemon and leapt over the Mawile’s jaws. She tugged at the chains and struck them many times with stone, but they did not brake and the Mawile let out a cry of despair.

As if in reply to their unspoken prayers, a small pokemon trotted up to them, his body as pale and shiny as refined silver. Placing his heavy paws on Berani’s leg the pokemon let out a pitiful cry.

“Could you please give me some food? I have only just hatched and I am very hungry.”

Berani and the Mawile both scrabbled to find something edible for the baby pokemon but no food could be found. Sadly Berani shook her head. “I am sorry but we have no food. Isn’t there anywhere else you could look?”

Bewildered the baby shook his head. “Why do lie? There is clearly food curled right behind you. Some of it is even wrapped around your neck!”

Confused Berani and the Mawile looked around for this ‘food’ but none could be found. When they said as much to the baby he replied with an angry roar.

“It is right there! If you cannot see it, then you obviously don’t need it. I shall eat it for you.” Not waiting for a reply, the pokemon then rushed between the two and gnawed at the Mawile’s chains.
Struck by the realisation of what the baby pokemon meant by food, Berani set to work chiselling at the metal with a stone, in order to help the baby through his meal.

Finally no chains remained and so thankful to the baby that set her free, the Mawile placed a paw upon the young pokemon’s head and christened him with the name ‘Harap’ for the hope he had restored within her.

The moment she did so, the ruby from the tunnel behind them began to glow, and from its light stepped the Sableye incarnation of the ruler of heavens, the great god Pandai-Panduan.

At the sight of Pandai-Panduan all three immediately bowed their heads but Pandai-Panduan lifted each one with a claw and gave them all a mighty smile.

“Before you, came many with evil to this cave. Away I sent them, with dreams and visions of their own imaginings.
When you each came to the cave, I knew that three great gifts of courage, patience and hope I gifted to each one of you long ago; but when you met, the greatest treasure of all, the first bond of friendship was formed between you.
Join me to live among the star filled heavens. I am alone in guarding these lands from the south. A blazing soul is needed to light the way to the north, a wise blue to the eastern seas and an earnest silver to the west. By leaving the images of our souls as stars, together we shall watch over all those scared, hurt and alone and guide them on all but the darkest of nights.”

Berani and the two pokemon agreed and following the Sableye of the stars they climbed through the tunnels of the cave until they reached the peak where they jumped into the heavens and each became stars.

And to this day, if one looks up the four stars in the shape of an spearhead, they can see Berani the red to the north, Sabar the blue to the east, Harap the silver to the west, and Pandai-Panduan golden star as always, ever looking out to the south.

Notes: Colour, shading and moon were done in SAi. Background was done in photoshop. The lineart was done by me with a pencil.

The names used in the story are words in Indonesian. I pretty sure I used them all incorrectly, but they sounded good and made the story more interesting for my Grandmother who's birthday it was when I finished this. ...Apparently I now owe her a printed copy...

Description
An enrty for #pokedorks current contest. The theme for the contest in question was Space and I really liked the idea of doing really Sci-Fi...

Until I saw that so many of the entries were either random pokemon walking or floating in some random space scene, or part of parody of some sort.
A lot were great entries, don't get me wrong, but I wanted to do something a bit... different.
And thus the story below and the pic above were done. Drawing it was easy, but writing in such a fairy-tale style was very difficult and honestly I'll be using this in my group's (#PokeWorldLegends ) first contes as an example of what kind of work I want to see done in the entries.
Luckily for them, I deffinitly won't be entering in that one; I kind of have too much of a head start.

Anyway, hopefully you enjoy both the pic and story to go with it.

:The Spearhead of the Sky.

Long, long ago, when man was just a pokemon not wearing his fur, there was a deep dark cave on an island to the far south.
Within this cave was said to be a treasure so great it was worth more than all the gold and jewels in the world.

Hearing word of this many thieves and those filled with greed came to the cave with evil intent in their hearts.
But for every person that entered the cave wicked, by the end of the next day that same person would run out of the cave and all the way to the nearby village with tears streaming down his or her face renouncing their evil ways. For those that failed to keep their word, three days later they would die.

Because of this the cave was named ‘The cave of the Blessed curse’ and none would dare to enter it.

One day a young slave girl from the far north and un-aware of the cave’s legends, ran into the cave trying to flee from her cruel master.

Berani was a small and wiry thing, with hair as blazing red as an inferno and skin as dark as powered coco, and despite how hard she had worked each day for him, her arms, legs and back were covered in scars and wounds left by her master’s chain and whip.

Terrified that he that would chase her all the way to this distant place, Berani headed deeper into the cave, trailing her hand against the wall so she would not get lost in the darkness.

Deeper and deeper she wandered into the cave, each step the walls becoming damper and the ground more uneven.

Eventually the rough path became too much for the exhausted Berani and she slipped, rolling head over heels down the deep tunnel until she finally stopped at the bottom. And there, right in front of her eyes sat a brightly glowing ruby so bright and clear that it made ever her hair pale in comparison.

Enchanted by its beauty, Berani reached out to take it from its hold but was distracted by the sound of ragged tears. Unable to ignore the crying, Berani reluctantly pulled herself away from the precious gem and headed deeper into the darkness where she thought it was coming from. Gradually her eyes saw that she was in a great cavern, and chained to a rock in the cavern’s centre was a small pokemon with a large set of jaws coming out of the back of its head.

“Who are you?” Berani asked as she knelt to look the pokemon in the eye. “Why have you been left chained and crying all alone in this cave?”

The pokemon jumped up at Berani’s questions and before any words could be said, the jaw on the back of its head lunged and bit the air. Berani stood back.

“You want to know who I am? I am Sabar, a Mawile trickster who weeps at my lover’s betrayal.” The Mawile’s voice was so sad and bitter that Berani could not look away. “He was a human so I too became human. But when he discovered my truest form, despite the pledge he made to love me no matter what, he chained me here and told me to live the rest of my life alone. Now my jaws bite only at humans, the only creatures who could release me. I shall never be free!”

With this the pokemon again began to wail and sob. Feeling sympathy as another who had been bound against her will, Berani ignored her fear of the pokemon and leapt over the Mawile’s jaws. She tugged at the chains and struck them many times with stone, but they did not brake and the Mawile let out a cry of despair.

As if in reply to their unspoken prayers, a small pokemon trotted up to them, his body as pale and shiny as refined silver. Placing his heavy paws on Berani’s leg the pokemon let out a pitiful cry.

“Could you please give me some food? I have only just hatched and I am very hungry.”

Berani and the Mawile both scrabbled to find something edible for the baby pokemon but no food could be found. Sadly Berani shook her head. “I am sorry but we have no food. Isn’t there anywhere else you could look?”

Bewildered the baby shook his head. “Why do lie? There is clearly food curled right behind you. Some of it is even wrapped around your neck!”

Confused Berani and the Mawile looked around for this ‘food’ but none could be found. When they said as much to the baby he replied with an angry roar.

“It is right there! If you cannot see it, then you obviously don’t need it. I shall eat it for you.” Not waiting for a reply, the pokemon then rushed between the two and gnawed at the Mawile’s chains.
Struck by the realisation of what the baby pokemon meant by food, Berani set to work chiselling at the metal with a stone, in order to help the baby through his meal.

Finally no chains remained and so thankful to the baby that set her free, the Mawile placed a paw upon the young pokemon’s head and christened him with the name ‘Harap’ for the hope he had restored within her.

The moment she did so, the ruby from the tunnel behind them began to glow, and from its light stepped the Sableye incarnation of the ruler of heavens, the great god Pandai-Panduan.

At the sight of Pandai-Panduan all three immediately bowed their heads but Pandai-Panduan lifted each one with a claw and gave them all a mighty smile.

“Before you, came many with evil to this cave. Away I sent them, with dreams and visions of their own imaginings.
When you each came to the cave, I knew that three great gifts of courage, patience and hope I gifted to each one of you long ago; but when you met, the greatest treasure of all, the first bond of friendship was formed between you.
Join me to live among the star filled heavens. I am alone in guarding these lands from the south. A blazing soul is needed to light the way to the north, a wise blue to the eastern seas and an earnest silver to the west. By leaving the images of our souls as stars, together we shall watch over all those scared, hurt and alone and guide them on all but the darkest of nights.”

Berani and the two pokemon agreed and following the Sableye of the stars they climbed through the tunnels of the cave until they reached the peak where they jumped into the heavens and each became stars.

And to this day, if one looks up the four stars in the shape of an spearhead, they can see Berani the red to the north, Sabar the blue to the east, Harap the silver to the west, and Pandai-Panduan golden star as always, ever looking out to the south.

Notes: Colour, shading and moon were done in SAi. Background was done in photoshop. The lineart was done by me with a pencil.

The names used in the story are words in Indonesian. I pretty sure I used them all incorrectly, but they sounded good and made the story more interesting for my Grandmother who's birthday it was when I finished this. ...Apparently I now owe her a printed copy...