Title: Call
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #83, Call

Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Fanon

 

            He is the Dragon Master, first son of the Dragon of the Seas. Every December, the assembled dragons heed his call and journey to the Whirl Islands. There, the Dragon’s Child heals them of the wounds suffered through a year of toil, and blesses the dragonlings to be born, and slips the older ones into Sleep of Death for a peaceful journey into the Dream Realm. He could choose to abuse his power if he so wished, but Lance is a brilliant child, a loyal Chosen one, and he wears the silver markings and the golden pins that proclaim his status with dignity.

            When he requires aid, the dragons are not the only ones who will come, for the Dragon Master carries in his hands the Scales of Fate and Destiny, and travels as healer and peacemaker. Many come to beseech him, and go away satisfied.

            He is content with his place in life, though the balance is unstable.

            It is not for them to question, and so dutifully, each year, in December, the dragons will come, and that is that.

            Only a fool would heed the clarion call!

 

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Completed 6/21/07