"Shiver, Glazed, Twitch. There is a ceremony you must attend."
The three of them rose to their feet and followed their caretaker to the lobby.
"What's going on?" Twitch asked.
"If I think it's what it is, then we could be about to experience one of the proudest days of our life," Shiver answered. "You may have come at just the right time for our Welcoming Ceremony."
"And that is?"
"Where we are declared official members of the community!" Glazed replied.
"Hush," Gloom ordered. "Remain silent from now on."
Shiver obediently bit his tongue and looked ahead.
He was right.
The community had gathered in the lobby in respectful silence. The centre of the room left empty for the three of them to stand in. This was where Gloom left them and joined the other Keepers at the bottom of the stairs.
They sat in order of rank. Hateful, Gloom, Terror, Amaya, Droplet, Blissful, Evergreen, Blazing, Dangerous, Patience and Belief. The Eleven Keepers.
And above them sat the one that rarely left their chosen set of rooms at the back of the mansion. The one that ruled over the Keepers. The one that chose Gloom to be the most powerful Keeper. The High One himself.
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House of Dying / Pokémon
FanfictionI am Gloom. Welcome to The House of Dying . . . Not every Pokémon can live forever. At The House of Dying that is a known fact. The Pokémon that live there accept that, the community built inside the old timber walls live to die with each other.
