You trodden down the human walkway on the bridge crossing over a river. Bracing yourself against the strong winter wind that blew down its banks. Other humans waddled past, bundled up In jackets and scarves. A few made small greetings or nods, but most were just trying to get home before the imminent storm that was brewing began. For humans in this part of the world, blizzards and rain were lethal to get caught up in, as infrastructure in this city was designed more for the titans that inhabited it. A shadow passed over and a relaxed Typhlosion walked by your spot on the bridge, he himself crossing the river, which was more of a creek for his 200 foot form, he was already walking away and fading from sight and you had hardly made it halfway across the bridge. Most of the beings here averaged about 200 feet, fluctuating between 150-250 on average with some exceptions being taller, like legendaries....
You were coming up on a hole in the human part of the bridge caused by a fight between anthros the other day when suddenly a cry from behind you yelled out.
“Yo it’s freakin’ Lugia!” People flocked to the railing even though it wasn’t necessary to observe the Titan. His smooth white hide glistened even the overcast day, with the blue keratinous brow ridges accentuating his sleek design. He wore a grey jacket with an undershirt and dark grey sweatpants. He looked ahead, unperturbed by the flicks of humans Cat calling and trying to be acknowledged by the great legendary guardian of the seas. His biceps bulged under the tight jacket material and he huffed a steamy breath from his nostrils, ignoring the comments from people wanting to do all kind of things with him. You just stared in awe behind the crowd, and as you did his eyes drifted lazily down from its forward gaze as he continued to pass by. The ocean blue eyes locked onto you and your entire body filled with warmth, you never got much attention from any anthro, yet here was an essential god of this world acknowledging you. The corners of his beaked draconian face curved into some semblance of a smile. And people began their roar of cries again.
“He looked at me!”
“ No me!”
The crowd began pushing and shoving, trying to prove they are in fact the one who earned a second of the Guardians attention. The brawl made its way to you when someone shoved a man a bit larger than you into you and sent you tumbling backwards... right where that hole in the bridge was...
A gasp is all you let out as you plummet to the river some 500 feet below. The impact alone was going to kill you. You close your eyes and count yourself lucky though, your insignificant self had been noted by one of the most powerful creatures on this planet. Something warm wrapped around you and you opened your eyes to be in a room of white, with ridges and grooves galor. Wind still whistled out side and tiny holes told you that you were still falling. A horrible crash of water filled your ears and water seeped in between what you only could guess to be fingers. The water flowed over you and a current formed within the hands, you quickly lost consciousness...
....
Your senses came back slowly, first your body letting you know that you were sore everywhere. You groaned and sat up, finding yourself wrapped in some fine furred blanket. A roaring fire sat in an enormous fireplace nearby, warming the monolithic room you were in. It was decorated with statues and books lining shelves. A shadow passed by you and you almost passed back out as Lugia rounded a sister chair to the one you were in the seat of. He threw what looked like his original attire over a cloth rack and turned it to the fire, leaving him standing in just red boxer briefs. His body was everything that legends were made of. His chest down into his boxed briefs was blue, while the rest of him was almost reflective white, it glowing orangish yellow in the firelight. His chest swelled with powerful pectorals and his belly was riveted with a six pack that contorted and looked good from any angle. His arms bulged as he hung the clothes, and his thighs flexed and twitched, wanting to unleash their strength again like they did probably with him hopping off the bridge. His tail lashed lazily around, coming out of his lower back above a very round butt, one cheek easily the size of your own home.
His eye drifted to you and gave you that feeling again when you were on the bridge.
“You’re awake, good, and how do we feel.” His voice was calm and musical, and under it lay eons of wisdom.
“Um fine I think, thank you, the fact that you took time out of your busy schedule to save someone like me-“ before you could finished he got an annoyed expression and closed his eyes.”
”Please, please, don’t be like that. I saved you because it’s what I do, not because I expect praise or worship. I’m just a normal guy living through life.” He said slumping into the other chair.
”But shouldn’t I worship? You’re a god essentially, and living through life? Haven’t you been around since like the beginning.” You ask, curiosity at an all time high. He rolled his shoulders and bounced a leg slowly.
”Yes and Yes, but when you’ve spent millennia being seen as an idol rather than a person, don’t you think it gets a little dull?” He said giving you a sorrowful smile. “If you wanna grab a legendary Pokémon’s attention, treat them casually and watch how they flock to you. Most of us go day to day, set in our duty given by Arceus, living the same thing over and over, saving you was a small step out of the norm, and I seized it.” He said slouching in the chair , you were listening but also still admiring his muscles.
“So, you want me to chat with you like you’re just some guy I’m sitting with at the bar cutting up.” You ask.
“It wouldn’t hurt, one thing about deification and immortality, human, is that it is awfully lonely.” He says huffing.
Well...my name is Jamie.” You say extending out a hand. A smile creeps back across Lugia’s face as he extends a hand with one finger outstretched.
“I’m Lugia...”
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