Serena Pokemon Novels & Stories

The magic of the mer king was just too strong. Then a memory flashed in her mind. It was of Kendrick's body drifting off like smoke in the wind and his wolf growling at her. Then Anastasia's voice rang in her head. 'Kendrick can't save you unless you save him first....the fate of the world rest on your shoulders....you're the chosen one....your love for Kendrick and the darkness is enough to fight.....' Serena's eyes snapped open and they were blood red. She raised her hand and Sozai went flying back and crashed into the pool. His body transformed instantly and his legs disappeared, turning into a tail. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as he stared at Serena.

I closed my eyes in deep anticipation. "Well, this is a very interesting training technique." A loud, mocking female voice interrupted the quiet silence. North stopped moving instantly. He pulled his head back quickly and looked over his broad shoulder. I turned my head to the side and looked toward the edge of the dirt ring. Serena stood there on the green grass. She had her arms crossed tightly over her chest. She wore a fitted red training top and short black pants. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. She looked directly at us with a very clear expression of pure disgust on her face.

"That's all I'm asking." We sat in silence for a moment. Then she asked me who I had been paired with. "Tanya Lorde from Eastmark." Serena pursed her lips. "You know her?" I asked. "I saw her fight at Ironridge," she said. "She didn't get much attention because she was in a different group, but I was watching." "And?" Serena rubbed the side of her neck. "She shifts into an eagle. A mighty one. Her wingspan in shifted form is wider than anything I saw at that camp. And her talons."

"The localized dark rift is expanding. Our standard energy dampeners aren't holding it. We might need to evacuate the coastal settlement." Serena didn't panic. She closed her eyes, taking a deep, rhythmic breath. As she inhaled the crisp sea air, a sudden, brilliant flash of golden light ignited deep within her iris, accompanied by a soft, silver-white aura that enveloped her hands. She carried no weapon, no crown, and no title, but the ancient bloodline of the founders woke instantly in her veins, responding to the call of a world in need.

Eira avoided the patrolling Silver Moon guards, weaving her way through a handful of back alleys until she reached the outpost of the Windchaser Caravan in the south of the city. From the training yard in the back of the outpost came the whistle of a blade cutting through the air. Serena stood in the center of the yard, dressed in a lightweight pale green leather armor, her chestnut bobbed hair flying with every movement. Three throwing knives were locked in her hand; with a flick of her wrist, three solid thunks rang out, each blade burying itself dead center in the wooden target fifty meters away. “Who’s there?!” Serena spun around sharply, her forest-green eyes locking onto the corner of

Ava also attempted to cook with Christie, which was a disaster at first; however, they managed to prepare a somewhat tasty meal that day. Meanwhile, across the city, Serena sat in her darkened apartment. The blinds were drawn, and the only light came from her laptop screen. She clicked through messages until she found what she had been waiting for: a contact who specialized in removing obstacles. She hesitated only a moment before typing. I have a target. I want it gone. Can you do it? Seconds later, a reply popped up. Yes. Give me details. Serena’s lips curved into a thin, satisfied smile. She typed back, careful, precise.

Serena didn't give any reply at first, she released a deep sigh and simply moved towards the small fridge, she opened it and brought out a cold drink that was inside, cold sweat flowing down on it. Her silence made me understand that Serena might actually know something and was also caught up with those elders out there. She moved towards the vanity and sat on the chair that was beside it, still in silence, leaving Talia impatient and leaving me in complete confusion. She looked as if she was clearly deciding what words to say at this point. But Talia and I simply remained standing, watching everything that Serena did. She uncapped her drink before finally saying something after taking a gul