Lysica's Colossal Song
BySokz
Her voice echoed through the park. Her melody flowed through the air and accompanied the chilly fall breeze as it rustled rust-colored leaves and tickled the noses of all the Pokemon that were there to hear her song. Lysica lifted her arms to the air as her song reached its apex, and all the other Pokemon gasped in awe as she hit notes that no other Pokemon could even dream of.
When the Meloetta finished, an eruption of cheers and applause filled the small area. Everyone, from the Pidove perched on telephone wires which spanned the distance between brickwork buildings, to the Drilbur who had burrowed his way to the front of the group, to the small cluster of Scraggy and Scrafty brooding in the back, showed their approval. After all, Lysica was one of the best singers in the entire world, and she loved every moment of it.
She had traveled far and wide, spreading her song and her happiness. She ventured over mountains and through the harsh deserts. She danced her way from coastline to cave system, and finally to the large cities humans had constructed. Though she stayed away from people as much as possible, she took every chance to sing to the Pokemon who loved her so much.
As the applause continued around her, she smiled and took a slight bow. More and more Pokemon clapped and applauded. Though she sang for the love of the performance, it was always such a blessing to hear their appreciation.
After the concert was finished, she stepped down from the makeshift stage of a flat rock and interacted with the others. A Palpitoad waddled up to her and bubbled his enthusiasm. Swoobat swooned overhead, and then finally an Audino made her way through the crowd. Her eyes were almost as radiant as Lysica's song was beautiful.
The Audino extended her hands. Resting in her palms was a necklace made of a deep blue gemstone that Lysica had never seen equal. As it caught the glare of the sun, it sparkled as if it held all the wonder of the ocean and all the power of the stars above. Lysica was enamored with the piece of jewelry. It might have been the most amazing thing she ever saw.
Graciously, she lowered her head and allowed the Audino to place it around her neck. It felt right, sitting upon her shoulders. It was as if this was where it had always meant to be, and she had been searching for it without even realizing. The warmth that seeped from the necklace made her feel so happy that she could do only one thing. Sing!
She let out a high-pitched tone that echoed through the small park. The Pokemon around her cheered in response. Her eyes closed and she lifted one hand to the sky while the other lay on her breast. She spun as she continued to sing, then hopped and skipped as the music took her. Gradually, the cheers of the Pokemon around her faded, then they turned into a nervous hush.
When she opened her eyes, she understood why. Everything had shrunk! From her perspective, the trees were so small that she could look over their tops. The Pokemon were all tiny as well, with the Audino only making it up to her feet. What had happened?
The question loomed in her mind for only a second more before the answer came to her. The necklace. It reacted to her joy and her song, and as she sang, she grew bigger!
This was the most amazing, magnificent thing that had ever happened to her. With a smile almost as radiant as her voice, she let another song echo into the world. As she continued to perform, her size only grew.
She twirled as the music took her. One of her legs kicked out, and her foot struck a
nearby tree. The bark snapped, cracked, and erupted as the weight of the mighty plant became too much. It collapsed onto the street with a mighty THUMP.
Lysica wasn't concerned, and she just wanted to play. She leapt around the park, causing the tiny Pokemon to scurry out of the way of her stomping feet. Every time her foot came down, the ground shook and dirt was thrown in a wide pattern. Some Pokemon took to the sky, while others dashed into the nearby alleyways and down side streets. Some were too slow, and they fell under her foot as she continued to jump and dance around, enraptured in her magic.
Then, her foot struck the side of a building. It was a three-story house that sat at the edge of the city, made of brick and mortar. The walls shattered as soon as her foot made contact, and the entire building shook from the sheer force. Wooden floorboards splintered apart, glass shattered, and soon there came a chorus of screams and cracks as the entire thing collapsed into a pile of rubble.
Lysica stepped away from the damage, one hand over her mouth in shock. She didn't mean to destroy the human's building... she was just caught up in her song. But the longer she looked at the section of destroyed brick and stone, the more she thought it was kind of funny. She had always been a small Pokemon, but now she was immense. She was more powerful than any other Pokemon in this city, maybe even the entire region! And she loved that.
The idea was so powerful that she had to express it the only way she knew how. She sang, and as she sang she danced, and as she danced, she kicked buildings apart and trampled the rubble into dust.
``Gimme that berry,'' the Krookodile growled. The smaller Pansage trembled as the fierce Pokemon glared at it. ``Come on, hurry up!'' shouted the Krookodile. With a yelp, the Pansage tossed the berry into the air and scampered away. It darted down a side alley and was lost from view.
The Krookodile laughed. If there was one thing better than bullying some small little dork, it was getting a snack out of it too. He grabbed the berry as it fell, glanced at its perfect pink surface, then tossed it into his tooth-filled maw. With a bite, the berry erupted in a burst of juices and flavors.
``Mmm~'' he hummed as he savored the flavor. But, as he swallowed the mushed up paste of the berry, the ground trembled. He almost lost his balance as the world shook around him. The trees that lined the road lost some of their leaves, and the dust came loose from between bricks that formed the surrounding buildings. Krookodile growled. This wasn't the first tremble that shook the city, but it was the largest so far.
And it was annoying! What was going on? Random sounds weren't uncommon in a metropolis like this, but earthquakes? Vibrations that threatened to knock him on his butt? No, something was going on, and he wasn't in any sort of mood to put up with it.
He opened his mouth, sucked in a chestful of air, then gave a mighty bellow that pierced the darkest corners of the neighborhood. Gradually, one by one, other dark Pokemon scampered out of their hiding places to join him. His crew congregated around the Krookodile, each one bristling and ready.
Krookodile smirked. He was the leader of one of the baddest gangs of Pokemon on this side of the city. What, did some Conkeldurr think it could mess up their day by using Earthquake a few times? Whatever. They'd beat it up until it got the message. With a nod of his head, the Krookodile signaled for his gang to move out.
They didn't have to search long. As they moved deeper into the city, the earthquakes grew more intense. Some of the smaller Pokemon in his gang became nervous when a nearby building tumbled into dust. Krookodile didn't care. He could level buildings too if he wanted... or at least he hoped he could.
Eventually they turned a corner and saw her. None of them were expecting the source of the commotion to be a giant-sized Meloetta, nor did they expect her to have such a beautiful body, amazing voice, or such perky breasts. Krookodile's mouth opened slightly in a look of astonishment as he watched the giant stroll through the city. She hummed a song as she went, and occasionally slammed her foot into one of the buildings that flanked the road. They broke apart as if the bricks that made up their form were just toy blocks delicately built onto each other. Her power was extraordinary, but he wasn't about to be flustered.
Krookodile braced himself, slapped himself out of his momentary infatuation, then screamed with all his might. The Pokemon in his gang came to his side and readied themselves as the giant Meloetta finally took notice. As her eyes found the smaller Pokemon in the street, her smile widened.
``Now!'' Krookodile commanded. As one, the gang of dark-type Pokemon launched themselves at the giant and unleashed a flurry of attacks. Krookodile himself dug up the ground and threw massive piles of dirt at her legs in a brutal Sand Tomb. Shadow Balls impacted her midsection as Scratches, Bites, and Crunches assaulted her blobby feet.
For a few seconds, it looked like they might have the battle. Lysica didn't react to them. She just looked down with a quizzical fascination as she continued to hum. Krookodile took this as a sign that she was overwhelmed, and would soon be brought down by their attacks. He was proven wrong when she giggled and lifted one of her feet into the air.
The attacks paused as the Pokemon near her giant body looked skyward. She smiled at those tiny little creatures before bringing her foot down in a powerful, street shattering SLAM. Pokemon were sent flying in every direction, and the impact kicked up so much dirt and dust that Krookodile couldn't see for a few moments. When the dust settled, his entire team was knocked out. Some Pokemon were littered on the ground, some had been thrown into buildings, and many others were smooshed under her foot.
She just smiled as she looked at him. Krookodile was too stunned to move. His entire gang had been wiped out in a single well placed stomp...
Lysica smiled, cleared her throat, then sang a note so high and so beautiful that the buildings near her shook. Krookodile could only stare upward in pure wonder as she concentrated all the energy of her song into a single point of green light. When it was ready, she unleashed it in an attack of her own. The Psybeam erupted from in front of her, cut into the street, traced a path along the road, then detonated with a force so powerful that it decimated everything nearby and shattered buildings for blocks around her. Krookodile, for all his bravado and power, was wiped out in a single attack.
And with him, the city shook.
With every step she took, the city trembled. Almost thirty minutes passed since that first growth spurt, and she had only grown larger and larger. First, she loomed over the trees. Then she rose taller than the three-story brownstones that made up the majority of the buildings on the outskirts of the city. Then she rose to the towering heights of the skyscrapers that dominated so much of the metal and concrete landscape. And that only made things even more fun.
She giggled to herself as she leapt into the air, twirled on her way down, then crashed into a fifty story megastructure. Its glass facade shattered as her body slammed into it, then the metal beams that formed its skeleton buckled under the unimaginable forces. With a terrible sound of steel bending and concrete shattering, the entire structure crumbled into a pile of dirt and ash.
Lysica smiled as she waved away the dust cloud. These buildings were just so much fun to destroy! When she looked down, she saw herds of tiny people running and screaming away from her form. She hopped forward and planted her huge feet on each of these groups as she went. There was just something so pleasing about trampling these tiny humans and Pokemon into the dirt.
The more she moved around, the more her spirits lifted and the more she needed to sing. Her voice provided a wonderful accompaniment to the sounds of buildings shattering and the rhythmic thumping of her feet.
The more she destroyed, the bigger she grew. Soon she could reach the heights of even the larger buildings in the city center. Her feet were so massive that she could barely even slip them between the streets. But then she realizes that she didn't have to bother. After all, kicking a few of these buildings apart seemed fun!
With a hum, she swept her foot through a dozen smaller structures as she simply went to take a step. The blobby form of her foot crashed through the buildings and sent a wave of debris flying in every direction. Like a hailstorm of an apocalypse, the chunks of stone and concrete crashed into other buildings and leveled them as well. In a wide arc in front of her, everything was destroyed.
Then, finally, she became as tall as the largest buildings. She hopped and skipped her way to the most massive one she could find, an immense tower of twisting glass that must have taken the humans millions of hours to complete. It was beautiful, and all the lights shimmered as she cast its flores in shadow.
She looked into the glass windows and found many tiny people scurrying around. Some areas were offices, where humans in suits and dresses frantically ran back and forth. Some of them had papers in their hands, others were pulling wires out of computers, and a few just sat in their seats, amazed and overwhelmed. There were some Pokemon too. She noticed a Klefkey flying amongst the office managers, and some of the computers buzzed as Rotoms darted between them.
It was all so much, and so adorable in its own way. She just wanted to hug it!
And so, she did. She spread her arms and leaned against the building, pressing her large breasts against the glass. Those inside were smothered in the shadow of their form. Her arms wrapped around the building, and then she squeezed. The metal inside groaned under the pressure as it fought to stay secure. Inside, Pokemon sprinted through the halls and down the stairwell in an attempt to escape before it was too late.
But it happened so suddenly. The windows shattered as the force of her breasts became too much. The floor buckled, and the metal frame went with it. At once, the entire structure failed. It collapsed downward in a great cloud of dust and debris, with stone mixing with electrical components, pipes bursting, and fires erupting.
The impact of the huge structure slamming into the ground was almost as forceful as one of Lysica's stomps.
She giggled as she stepped back from the sight of destruction. Many other skyscrapers were still standing, but a few toppled over and leaned against their neighbors. The streets were packed with fleeing people and Pokemon. Cars honked their horns, and sirens sounded from many different locations.
The city was in full panic. It made for a beautiful soundscape in its own way. The melody of it all called to Lysica's heart, and she joined the chorus with her own voice. She sang out to the destruction and embraced the tiny Pokemon with her loving song.
And then she felt a small flash of heat on her backside. It wasn't much, just barely enough to draw her attention. With a curious look, she turned around and searched for the source of the minor annoyance.
Another few blasts lit up the front of her body. This time she followed the smoke trails out over the destroyed city and into the ocean that surrounded it. There, sitting in the port, were large boats made of iron with their guns pointed at her.
Ah, so the humans still wanted to play! She sang as she walked toward them, ignoring their barrage of missiles and battery fire.
The Dewott frowned as he looked out across the bay at the titan. Half the city was destroyed, with huge pillars of smoke taking the place of what had once been a wonderful skyline. Cinders moved through the air, and the ground was pockmarked with huge footprints. Soon, nothing would be standing.
At least if they did nothing to stop it. The Dewott snapped to attention as a call went out over the warship. Every man and Pokemon was to go to their stations and await the order to fire. Dewott sped towards his place, near the edge of the battleship on the top deck. It was his job to act as a spotter. Usually, this meant watching the water in anticipation of any torpedoes, or enemies trying to board them. Today, he would be pointing out anyone who fell overboard.
He stood near the railing as the giant stepped closer. The water vibrated with her stomps, and even the natural waves of the harbor seemed to tremble under her presence. The Dewott had been all over the world, from the Kanto region to Paldea, and even the islands off the coast. Not even Gigantamax Pokemon were as huge as this Meloetta.
Another siren blasted over the battleship. Before its tone had faded, the guns lit up with all the firepower of a Blast Burn. The concussive force was violent, and Dewott might have fallen if he hadn't prepared himself beforehand. The volley of metal launched into the air and arced over the bay, then slammed into the giant with a titanic force. Yet, even as the smoke swirled around her body, she came forward. That smile never left her face.
Her feet hit the water a moment later. A wave formed from the impact and rushed at them. Once again, Dewott braced himself as the wall of water crashed into the bow of their ship and violently threw their boat to the side. But it was a well-built battleship, and a single wave would not sink them.
Dewott searched the waters around them for any Pokemon that might have been knocked overboard. More sirens blared. The giant moved closer, and her body towered above them. It would only take a few more steps for her to reach their location.
As her shadow fell over the boat, for the first time in his career, the Dewott felt afraid. Another volley shot out from their main guns, and missiles launched from the nearby destroyers. They didn't have any effect. Just more fireworks to illuminate her hulking body as she stepped closer and closer. The sea raged around her and pitched the battleship more than the Dewott ever felt before. People fell off, but he couldn't do anything to save them. Not when the waves were sixty feet high, at least.
Then, when she reached the battleship, she simply lifted her foot upward. The entire crew was forced to watch as her dark, dripping sole moved over their ship and hovered like a meteor about to crash down. Dewott didn't hesitate. He leapt off of the ship, dove into the waves, and swam as fast as he could.
The sound of her foot coming down and crashing into the boat was deafening. Metal ripped apart, and the engines were decimated. The munition stores erupted from the sheer kinetic force of the impact, and the following explosion was so large that it almost cleared the surrounding area of water. Dewott was caught in the explosion and thrown through the water until he landed once again.
It took him a few moments to recover, then he swam to the surface. The water was still a choppy mess of waves that few Pokemon could swim through. There were Pokemon and people everywhere around him. Most weren't water types and had almost no hope of making it back to land unless they were rescued.
But Dewott was too stunned to help. He watched in horror as the giant lifted one of the destroyers as if it were a toy, turned towards the city, then threw the ship with all her might. The boat crashed bow first into one of the skyscrapers and pierced right through the building's side until the ship was caught in the middle.
The Meloetta giggled at the sight. It was beyond anything the Dewott had ever seen. The devastation she could cause with a single movement was unparalleled.
Then, she turned toward the city and sang. Her voice, though beautiful, carried with it the raw force of her existence. The waves trembled and the ground shook. The clouds above were torn apart, and the metal that made up the skyscrapers started to bend. Then Dewott saw the faint purple sheen around the city. This wasn't just a song... she was using Psychic.
As her song reached a crescendo, the entire city ripped out of the ground and floated into the sky. Dewott stared with mouth agape as it lifted higher... higher... higher... and then her song faded. The purple glow disappeared, and then the buildings fell.
Dewott dove under the water, but it didn't matter. The force of an entire city falling to the ground was worse than any explosion or eruption he had experienced. The entire world went white, and the ocean around the city was violently thrown outward. He was lost in the chaotic swirl of its motion and dragged under by the constant waves.
When it finally finished, he surfaced to find that the city was completely leveled and reduced to dust. Everything, except the single tower with the battleship lodged in its top floors.
Each footstep was a cataclysm. She walked across the landscape and left destruction in her wake. Towns were leveled, cities crumbled, and entire forests were turned into smoldering craters under her immense, crushing feet. Nothing could stop her as she casually walked across the region, humming to herself and smiling the entire time.
Briefly, she wondered how many Pokemon were below her. How many little Patrat were squashed below her sole? How many Pansages, Pansears, and Panpours? When she kicked her way through a chain of mountains, were Roggenrola and Gigalith part of the landslide? She laughed at the thought.
Once, such Pokemon were larger than her and seemed a bit intimidating. Now she could simply obliterate the entire region with a single stomp. The idea was so funny and joyous that she just had to sing. She let her voice echo through the landscape as a soundtrack to its destruction.
The humans and trainers still tried to stop her. Their missiles flew from small bases dotted around the landscape, and flying Pokemon would attack her now and then. Most of them were thrown back by her smallest movement, and the strongest were defeated by her song. Nothing could stop her. Nothing.
Her breasts bounced as she jumped across a narrow pond, one of the great lakes of the region, and landed with a violent impact on the other side. The stones thrown into the air were red hot from the energy of the eruption, and when they landed they caused wildfires for miles.
Lysica giggled as the tiny patches of light spread. It looked so beautiful from this high up.
Reshiram soared far above the mountains, her wings engulfed in fire that blazed almost as hot as the rage in her soul. So much of the landscape was already destroyed. The forests were burning, the fields were pockmarked with footprints, and even the mountains were reduced in scale. Her home had been destroyed, and all because of that Melloeta.
It filled the legendary Pokemon with so much rage that it could no longer be contained. Normally, she was content to rest in her home on the mountains and keep to herself. But no longer. She was a guardian of these lands, and she would not sit and watch as it was reduced to ash, and all because one giant Pokemon thought it was her playground.
Her wings erupted in another burst of fire as she sped up. Her eyes were locked on the ground as she followed the deep craters that were the Melloeta's footprints. At least she would be easy to find.
Eventually, through the clouds and the ash that had been kicked up by the destruction, the giant's form came into view. She was a shadow against the horizon, her busty silhouette like something cosmic from another world, sent to destroy everything that had taken so long to build. She stood on top of one of the mountain chains, her feet planted on the peaks of two smaller hills. How many Pokemon were trapped below her? Too many, Reshiram concluded. She would put a stop to it.
As the dragon type rushed forward, through the clouds and ash, a bolt of blue and yellow lightning split the sky. For an instant, it was the only thing Reshiram could focus on. Then the bolt touched the top of the Melloeta's head, and the world erupted. Blue and yellow light flooded the sky and turned everything on the ground into a blur of radiance. Electricity crackled and the clouds were blown apart. The sound of it was staggering, a booming blast that carried all the rage of a thousand thunderstorms. Then, a hailfire of lightning rained down from the sky. It struck the ground, the mountains, the trees, the rivers, the lakes, everything. Reshiram struggled even to avoid this secondary effect of the attack.
As a second black shape soared through the lightning, Reshiram understood what had happened. Zekrom, the deep black dragon Pokemon, was here as well. His attack, Bolt Strike, was one of the most feared moves in the known Pokemon world. Reshiram smiled as the glare of lightning faded. Even a Pokemon as gigantic as the Meloetta must have fallen from such a blast.
But, as the lightning faded, Reshiram saw the titanic form standing in exactly the same spot, with the exact same smile. Lysica giggled as she dusted off a bit of soot from her shoulders. Besides a faint smudge and a few stray bits of electricity arcing from her body, she was utterly unharmed.
Reshiram grit her teeth. Maybe this horror could withstand Zekrom's attack, but nothing would survive when Reshiram unleashed her own ultimate move. She screamed to the sky as the fire on her wings burned even hotter, turning from red to a violent blue. Then, with her battle cry echoing through the mountains, she unleashed everything she had. The world erupted in flames as the Blue Flare spread through the sky.
Like Zekrom's ultimate move, it engulfed everything. The fires started by the rain of lightning were fueled by the Blue Flare. The sides of mountains were scorched, and forests nearby were turned into ash. The fire burned so hot and so bright that the air itself caught fire. Nothing could survive unphased. Nothing.
Yet, when the fires cleared and the world returned to focus, the Meloetta stood unharmed. She was simply too large and powerful to be affected.
Zekrom and Reshiram flew in stunned silence. Their two most powerful attacks had been completely useless. How was this possible? How was a single Pokemon so strong?
And it was her turn to answer the attack. With a smile and a heartfelt cheer, Lysica opened her mouth and sang her song. The air vibrated and the mountains nearby crumbled. Then the shockwave slammed into the two legendary dragons, knocking them out with ease.
But the attack was not finished, for it was not a simple song. Lysica used her Hyper
Voice.
The land, already ravished by the two previous attacks, was decimated as the pressure wave from her attack ripped across the world. What was left of the forests was completely ripped up and thrown into the sky. The mountains close to her were eradicated, with their stone tossed into the air only to hurtle back down to Earth in a rain of burning rock. Oceans boiled and cities evaporated. From hundreds of miles in every direction, the world was turned to ruin. A single attack, and the Unova region was eradicated.
The Earth crumbled with every step that she took. Entire regions disappeared under her feet as she walked. Her breasts eclipsed cities, her song shattered glass for miles in every direction. When she moved through the oceans, water boiled. When she moved across deserts, she turned them to glass.
She was a calamity made real, and she loved every second of it. Nothing could stop her, and nothing even attempted anymore. The humans had sent their strongest bombs, and she brushed them away without a thought. Other Legendary and Mythic Pokemon had thrown their strongest attacks at her, but they were even less effective than the black and white dragons.
Nothing in this world or beyond could touch her, and Lysica was so happy for it.
Once she was large enough, she felt the planet's pull on her dwindle. Then she leapt off of its surface and drifted into the sky above. The Earth looked so cute as she moved into space. Like a tiny little marble, or a toy for her to play with. Some of the regions were broken, while others were littered with her burning footprints. She loved it.
She continued to glide through the air, flying like a new celestial body around the planet as she continued to sing. Her voice only grew stronger as she increased in scale, shattering pieces of the planet and causing earthquakes that were more intense than anything else in the rock's history.
Then, when she had her fun flying around the planet, she approached the moon. It had always looked so far away and untouchable, but now it was smaller than her body. She smiled as she drifted around it, looked at its pockmarked shape, then gently set her frame onto its form. Her butt crashed into its surface and shattered its mantle as she settled.
She wiggled her body until she was comfortable with her seat, then turned to the Earth. There must have been a few Pokemon left on its surface, nestled in the space between her footsteps. For these lucky few, she would put on a concert that was more amazing than anything any of them would ever witness.
Lysica cleared her throat, lifted one hand into the air, thrust her chest forward, then let out her favorite song. It carried through the vast reaches of space and rained down on the planet with such intensity that its very core resonated with her feelings. Gradually, as her song ebbed and flowed, the surface of the planet pulled apart and liquefied. Then, finally, when she reached the crescendo, the Earth was completely torn apart.
Burning hot chunks of liquid rock and metal glittered against the black backdrop of space as they were drawn to her body and caught in her orbit. Lysica giggled as she looked at the swirling mass. It made a nice accessory for her body.
The Earth was gone, and soon the rest of the universe would follow. She flew through the vast reaches of space and spread her song to any planet that she encountered. Jupiter, Saturn, Mars, Venus, they all crumbled under her might. Then the sun, then the galaxy itself as she grew to such unimaginable proportions that even the space between stars became tiny. She grew and grew and grew, until all of existence resonated with her song.
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