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Once in a Blue Moon

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There are times and places where everything becomes very malleable. Where reality is altered by what you desire. Of course, there are dangers. One must understand that any alterations in such a state are also retroactive. You might come out a completely different person and reality simply changes for it. – Dangers of the Multiverse, by Anonymous

A blue moon, no one is quite sure where the term came from, but to an Umbreon looking for a mate, it means good luck, to a wanderer walking through a thick forest, it shows his path, and to a group of travelers, it’s a start of a rare event.

“First my ticket’s lost, now my map’s ruined.” Jack said to himself as he continues walking. The sun is setting behind him, and soon the full moon will rise up, “I wonder if a blue moon really is blue.” Nearby, a pair of red eyes watches from behind the bushes before running off. Deeper in the forest, Jack sees a door on a large tree. ‘Strange,’ He thought, ‘What’s this doing here?’ The door then slams open as a group of strange people come out. One is wearing a brown suit made to look like a 1920’s gangster, another is wearing a brown trench coat designed to make him look like a police detective, and the last is wearing a rather revealing white gown made to look like a jazz singer.

“Welcome to the year 4345’s London RetroCon!” The brown suited man shouted to his friends only to notice that they’re in the middle of the woods with Jack giving a surprised look on his face.

“O, this is not even London. Don’t tell me I wasted five hours of hair curling just to end up in the middle of the woods.” The brunette complained as Jack looks though the door and notices a large living room.

“I could have sworn I set the spacial and temporal coordinates properly.” O said as he then points at Jack, “You there, I know this sounds strange but when and where are we? I want specifics, month, date, year, calander, location, country, planet, and galaxy.”

“Uh, October, 23, 5412 of the Reformed Imperial Calendar, Mishano Forest, Evermeet Republic, Arcea, the Silver Path Galaxy.” He said, “Who the hell are you and what’s up with that door!?”

“Call me O, or Mr. O, or Oliver Oliander, people call me O, don’t know why though.” The door then slam shut behind them and slowly vanish, leaving behind a regular tree. “No, no, no.” O then pulls out a strange spherical device that gives off a holographic screen. His face then turns from fright to delight.

“What is it O?” The man in the trench coat asked.

“Oh, we’re in for a treat.” He then points to the rising full moon; its color is in a rather remarkable shade of blue.

“Talk about literalism.” The man said.

“That’s the thing Brian. We’re entering a naturally occurring Reality Bleed. It’s both a wonder and a danger of the Multiverse.” O said with a smile while Jack slowly walks away from the three insane people. “This is where reality enters a primordial state where everything you desire becomes reality. It’s such a rare thing to…” O’s voice fades away as Jack runs to a random direction before tipping and tumbling down a small incline. No one notice a pair of red eyes from behind the bushes, listening in on the conversation before leaving. Jack, on the other hand, is catching his breath and fixing his clothes from any dirt and debris he might have accumulate in the run and tumble.

‘White shirt, a bit dirty, blue jacket, grass stained, black pants, grass stained as well.’ He thought as he fixes his brown hair, ‘Man it’s not my lucky day today, first I lost my ticket, then my map got ruined, there’s some crazy people doing crazy things and I need a shower.’ He then stands up, ‘I just need to leave the woods and head back to civilization.’ He thought as he walks ahead.

Under the blue moonlight, everything looks strange, like two slightly unaligned superimposed photographs, strange yet beautiful. Ghostly wisps and images dance around the moonlight as Jack look around in awe. A wisp appears to him, beckoning him to follow and he follow it, hypnotized by its light.

“Get away from them.” O shouted as the three began shooting what looks like white lasers at the wisps.

“What on earth are they!?” The brunette shouted.

“They’re the Uncreated Margaret, unlike the Void Beings; they’re beings from an aborted universe. Imagine, you were living, doing whatever you like, and then suddenly, the act of creation that made your universe in existence got wiped out. They’re here to try and make themselves exist again. It’s sad to see them like this.” O then shoot a wisp and it vanish, “Back when my civilization still around, we have a monument for those poor universes to bring them back into existence, the Testament of the Uncreated. But with it gone, we got the Uncreated to deal with. The guns I gave you work like the monument. Shoot the Uncreated and they’ll be sent to the Crucible of Creation in Nexus. Just stay away from them. Who knows what they’ll do in the middle of a Reality Bleed.”

Jack mindlessly follow the wisp to a small clearing, there he sees an Umbreon, the wisp then move around the Umbreon then Jack before going along the other wisps. Slowly, the wisps change into ghostly blue children playing a game as more and more of the wisps change into a ghost city.

“What’s going on O!?” Brian shouted as he watches the ghost city form in place as the forest slowly vanishes away.

“You know what I said about the Reality Bleed.” O said as he shoots.

“Yeah.”

“They’re trying to make themselves exist again. But this won’t work.” O then shoots a building and it vanishes, bringing back the piece of the forest it replaced, “It’ll simply end up having hole in existence, like an error code in a computer’s mainframe program. Any Uncreated that come out of the Reality Bleed will become a D-class reality warper, annoying to someone like me but highly dangerous to someone like you.”

“How do we get rid of them then!?” Margret shouted, “We can’t shoot down a whole ghost city!” There was silence as O thinks, only to smile in realization.

“A pulse!” He then pulls out the spherical device, “A good enough pulse in the right existential frequency will hopefully send the whole city to the Crucible.”

“Hopefully!?” Margret shouted as she shoots down numerous wisps with her dual guns during an acrobatic spin after being lifted up by Brian. She then lands gracefully on the ground and continue her assault. “What do you mean by ‘hopefully’!?”

“There’s a chance that a few might escape the blast but compared to a whole city, that’s controllable.”

“You’re saying a being that can alter reality is controllable!? I don’t believe this.” Margaret said as she shoots the wisps of a cemetery with angel statues.

“Well, once we’re done here, I’ll give the freebies later.”

“Oh you better be. It took me five stinking hours to get this hair style at the hair salon and I do not want to spend another five hundred for it.”

Jack, still in a hypnotic trance, watch the Umbreon’s forehead ring glow, intensifying the blue moonlight on them. The same wisp, in a form of a little girl with a large sun hat, starts to dance around the two, making some sort of shimmering blue whirlwind.

‘Help me.’ A voice called out, ‘Help me.’ An image appears on the inside of the whirlwind. A crying child in a sun dress and hat, hiding in a dark room as everything around her slowly fades away. ‘Help me please.’

“I’ll help you.” Jack said as he held out his hand to the image. The image of the little girl stops crying and slowly looks at him, showing glowing blue eyes and a withered head stuck in a look of horror. The image then jumps out of the whirlwind and passes through Jack, making him feel a strange sensation of either being dragged away or washed away.

‘Daddy? Is that you?’ The wisp then enters the Umbreon.

“How’s the pulse going O?” Brian asked as the wisps are slowly getting closer to the group.

“Any moment now.” He said as he continues to fiddle around with the device.

“Now would be a good time O.” Margaret shouted.

Jack can’t help but watch the hypnotic glow of the Umbreon’s forehead ring. He didn’t notice a blue ring glowing on his forehead, spreading black fur and changing his hair into a tuft of black fur. His ears stretch as the black fur spreads, and a blue band appear on each ear. His eyes turn yellow as a small muzzle stretch forward, making his head into a shiny Umbreon’s. Jack now has a shiny Umbreon’s head on a human body, which is something the Umbreon will surely fix. The Umbreon’s, which he smells the scent to a female, forehead ring begins to pulse, bright and dim and bright again. Jack instinctively follows until both of their forehead rings are in time. The Umbreon smiles and walks towards Jack as the ring on the left foreleg begin to shine, and another beam of moonlight falls down on them. Jack’s left sleeve and a part of his shirt and jacket dissolve as a blue ring appear on his upper arm and black fur slowly spreads down the arm and part of his chest. The ring then begins to pulse as it goes in time with the Umbreon’s left foreleg ring.

‘Umbra looks so beautiful every time she does that.’ He thought, not realizing the changes to his psyche, soon his left arm change into the left foreleg of a shiny Umbreon.

The trio, however, begins to run away from the attacking wisps.

“How about now!?” Margaret asked.

“I just need to find the right frequency!” O shouted.

“Well hurry up! I don’t want to get wiped out of existence again.” Brian then quick shoots a number of wisps.

The right foreleg begins to glow as another intense moonlight shines down and the right sleeve dissolves; a blue ring appears on it. The changes slowly progress until everything above the waist has changed into a shiny Umbreon, the remaining shirt and jacket fall off until it too dissolves. Jack smiles as he and his mate dance under the blue moonlight. He didn’t wonder why he’s higher than Umbra, or why he’s on two legs. The two circle each other as another ring, this time on the left hind leg, begins to glow and moonlight descends. Jack trips and landed face first on the grass. Umbra laugh and walk closer to her mate.

“<You always have two left feet Night.>” She said as the Night’s left leg change and a tail with a blue band sprout out.

“< I tripped. >” Night said as the ring on Umbra’s right leg begins to glow and the final burst of blue moonlight fall on them. The changes finish as Night slowly stands up and Umbra then playfully tackle him and make a loving bite on his ear.

“Now!?” Margaret asked as the device on O’s hand deploys an antenna.

“Now!” O shouted as the pulse is transmitted. Wave after wave, the wisps vanish. Soon, the forest return, and the trio collapse to the ground and watch the still blue moon at the night sky.

“Oh God, I’m starving.” Margaret said as an orange-yellow-green cheesecake on a plate with a fork on it appears on her hands.

“Me too.” Brian said as the same cake appears to him as well.

“I told you, whatever you desire. Hopefully when the changes go retroactive, there’s enough space in the fridge for a Triple Citrus Cheesecake.” O said as a he too begins to eat a slice of cheesecake.

The wispy whirlwind that surrounds the two Umbreons vanish when the pulse hit, leaving behind the two watching the blue moon.

“<Night.>”

“<What?>”

“<What do you think our child’s name is going to be?>”

“<If it’s a boy, Moon, if it’s a girl, Luna, just like the moon watching us now.>” Umbra just nods and lay her head on Night’s shoulder as they both look at the blue moon.

The sun rises that day as the door returns on the tree.

“Finally.” Margaret said as the trio pack up the camp and enter the door, leaving O to check for anything left outside.

“Well then,” O said as he opens the door with a snap of his fingers, “Let’s get back on track. Now, the year 4345’s London RetroCon, Maggy’s gonna sing that jazz tune by Adele, Brian’s dressing up as that detective in Casablanca, and I’m dressed as a gangster, can’t wait to get first prize.” O said as he notice two Umbreons nearby, one normal, black with red eyes and yellow rings and bands, but the other one looks familiar, black with yellow eyes, blue rings and bands and a tuft of black fur on its head. “Maggy!” He shouted.

“What!”

“Do you remember what happened to the guy?”

“What guy!?”

“The one I asked for our location?” He asked as Margaret walks to the door, holding a hair curler.

“What? O you check on your ball thing for our location. There was no one around to ask. Now help me get my hair recurled.” She said as she walks back to the room, leaving O with a worried face before he heads off through the door.

“It’s not a ball thing. It’s called an Omni, and it can curl hair better than that hair curler.” He said as the door closes and vanishes.

“<What was that?>” Umbra asked her mate.

“<I don’t know.>” Night replied. The two would later have a female Eevee with hypnotic blue eyes, and during one fine morning, when the bored Eevee looks at a yellow flower, she wills it change from yellow to red, and it did.

The Eevee snickers with glee at the sight.
When :iconsinzuthegreat: SinzutheGreat, ask for a Shiny Umbreon TF with a moonlight trigger, it slowed me down for a while. I don't want to do the overused were-something, so I pulled out an idea I have but I needed someone to talk about it. When I was watching Doctor Who, it hit me, suddenly I know how the story will go and using the wording, he didn't say the moonlight is either a Pokemon move or regular moonlight, I was able to write the requested story without any errors in the background or the setting. I'm also mentally weak due to writing the Lucario story and having less than five hours of sleep, so I apologize if it's of lesser quality than the previous story.

With that done, I no longer have any requested stories on the list, unless someone ask for one.
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I DONT KNOW WHY IM TYPING THIS IN CAPS LOCK I HAVE ADOPTED A HABIT FOR DOING THIS WHY AM I DOING THIS IDK