((Collab between Letter Bee and Gentlemanvaultboy))
"The Hope Amplifier," Osamu said, "Takeru, you and Hikari activate the power of the Crests within your hearts, and focus it on the Antenna. Said Antenna would then extend its signal all over the world. I, Mewtwo, and Xerneas will guard you against Erebus, should he manifest."
"One last thing..." Takeru interrupted. "Isn't Minato Arisato dead? Won't we need to provide a body for him?"
"Good point," Osamu then smiled. "But I planned for this eventuality." And from his pockets, he brought forth a vial, while the Hypercube unloaded a large amount of soil and earth, dumping it on the floor of Tokyo Tower.
"This vial contains the Tears of Pokemon, Digimon, and Demons; the tears of Pokemon alone are able to restore Ash Ketchum from his' being turned to stone, as Mewtwo can attest." Mewtwo, in his human disguise, turned away a little, not wanting to remember that incident.
"The earth and soil, meanwhile, come from the sacred ground of the Ruins of Michina, where Arceus manifested long ago. With these, I can craft a new body for Minato."
Perhaps I should make this 18-years old Thankfully, (
Edit: the reasons for that) remained secret.
"Anyway," spoke Osamu as he began mixing the concentrated tears into the earth, "you should start."
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Something moved across the collective unconious in a wave. It poured in through the cracks in human hearts, crashed up agaist the cliffs of grief and sadness, overflowed them, and slowly began to erode them away.
She didn't know where this effect was flowing from. It seemed to be coming from everywhere at once. From everyone at once. As if the entire human race had done an abrubt about face to look toward the rising sun. It was extrodinary. It was unreal. It was unnatural.
Elizibeth wasn't complaining.
There was somewhere she had to be.
She had a hunch that the wave would carry her there, so she threw herself into it.
She was brought before the door and could already tell that something was different. The thrashing of the monster sealed behind it had quelled. What once had been it's violent attempts to break the seal had subsided to a weak, parthetic knoking. She looked up upon the great seal and wondered. She hesitated for just a moment, before deciding to take a foolish risk. She reached up, grasped the boys face, and gently pulled.
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As Takeru and Hikari poured their Crest Power onto the antenna, Osamu was sculpting Minato's body, clothing and all. As he poured his sorcerous power into the slurry made from mixed soil and Mon Tears, the clay began to transform into flesh and cloth, and Osamu smiled at the results; vivid blue hair and grey eyes, he liked!
And since the body was made to be 18-years old, he was doing nothing illegal. Now, for the final step; the Breath of Life.
Gathering more magical power from the depths of the Multiverse, filling himself with concentrated energy, he filled his mouth with fresh oxygen, holding his breath, then, with a kiss, poured said air, charged with pure magic, into the body; if he managed the spell right, it would drag out Minato's soul from the great seal and into the new body, which was now fully flesh.
A jolt, and Osamu knew that the body was experiencing signs of life now. Although tempted to let the kiss linger, the 18-year old knew that he didn't want to offend Minato or anyone who came to see him, and so he ended the kiss and stood up.
Hopefully, Minato Arisato would be too surprised by his ressurection in order to realize that he got kissed by another young man...
((I hope this doesn't violate the rules against sexual content))
The boys eyes slowly opened up. He didn't look like someone who had just been brought back from the dead. He looked like somethat that had just awaoken form a long, deep sleep. Slowly his eyes flicked around the room as he lay there, looking to each person he could see in turn. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again to think.
He lay there, waiting for someone to say something. The whole room had an awkward air about it. Finally, he cleared his throat. "There was a...robot here?" he asked, unsure of himself.
"You mean Aigis?" Osamu Akiyama, feeling himself in the clear, spoke. "Well, not quite; she's not here right now. However, you
are in Tokyo, we devised a way to keep Nyx out that didn't require you, and well, I'm happy to meet you!" The 18-year old boy extended his hand.
"Name's Osamu Akiyama, btw."
He took Osamu's hand and let him pull him to his feet. Tokyo? He slapped himself on the face to try and get his head on straght. It's not often that someone wakes up from a sleep that they fully expected never to awaken from. He groggily wandered away from the group, near a window, as if to confirm that this was real.
He was taking the whole "resurrection" thing a lot more calmly than you would expect.
"The Fall won't happen?"
"No," spoke Osamu calmly, gesturing to an exhausted-looking Takeru and Hikari, as well as the antenna-coil. "Thanks to those two lovebirds and that antenna I invented, Tokyo Tower will continue to emit waves of pure Hope and Light all across the world, decieving Erebus and Nyx into thinking that Humanity had given up on their suicidal impulses. In fact..." he turned to face Mewtwo, who was still in his human disguise.
"Mewtwo, can you please teleport the antenna-coil to the top of Tokyo Tower, then use a Psychic Illusion to hide it, and a Psychic Shield to keep it safe?" A second later, the antenna vanished, and Osamu Akiyama turned to face Minato again.
"Everything's fine now, at least for now." The arrogance faded from his tone, replaced by respectful, mild, kindness. "Your friends might be coming here soon; best meet them before I tell you the other reasons, besides respect for a hero, that we brought you back."
"They're still alive?" He'd thought, in the lead up to his death, that if his soul was ever freed from the Seal than it would have to be hundreds of years in the future. He wasn't even going to commennt on psychic powers, or how he was alive again, or anything. At least not until he'd met them again. That was the important thing. "I'd like that. To see them again."
He looked out the window. The sun was rising.
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