Chapter Five

The City itself was nothing too fancy, mostly for the fact that it was located inside a mountain. The buildings weren't too large, the tallest being the the Landing Building, the one that the Onions collected at to be maintained, repaired, and both build and destroyed. That building was four feet tall, and the other buildings were at most two feet. Because the Pikmin were plant creatures, there needed to be sunlight to help stimulate growth and life in the City, so above the City was thousands of lights that worked together to create the outside sky, even having a sun and moon that passed overhead at each point in the real sky.
Yellow and Redd had stepped out of the main entrance and onto the sidewalk that ran all over the City. Pikmin of all Colors adorned these streets, making their way home, to the store, to work, or just to walk. It was in this crowd that one very bright Pink Pikmin strolled by and gave a wink with an air kiss to Redd. The flirting Pikmin kept walking but kept looking back as Redd's mouth dropped. His skin became a few shades lighter and he said, "But... I'm a guy too!"
Yellow had to laugh at that, it already felt good to be home.
"I guess this is were we split up." She said, and Redd gripped her arm.
"Can I come with you?" He asked.
"Why?"
Redd gave a sheepish look around then said, "That guy is still around, and I think he has a thing for me..."
Yellow laughed again then said, "And you think that being with me will get him to leave you alone? I'm at least 6 cycles older than you."
"Just until we get to the Bus Station. Please?" Redd begged and gripped tighter.
Yellow sighed, and, at the cost of a jealous Pikmin's glares, took his hand and agreed. The two walked down the street heading toward the next bus station that would take Redd to the Inner City where his family lived.

Eventually they found one, and the went their separate ways. Yellow lived not far away, just a few blocks down the street. Her family also lived the area, they were only slightly farther away than her home.
"I'll be glad to get home." Yellow said when Redd stepped onto the bus and waved goodbye. Just as the door closed, Yellow could have sworn she had seen a color in the crowd: a bright pink color.
"My family would also like to see me." Yellow said, as she began to walk home.
"Hey pretty lady..." Someone said to Yellow moments after she started walking.
She turned around to see three Pikmin standing before her. One Purple, one Orange, and one Red. It was the red one that had addressed her.
"Haven't seen you around, not lately at least." He said and Yellow stood up straighter then made a disinterested sigh.
"Been doing things." She replied.
The red one smiled at that, his drooping nose cutting his smile in half.
"What kind of things?"
"Better things than you guys do." Yellow retorted.
"What spunk, I've always liked that Lily."
The red one said, calling Yellow by her first name.
"Shut it Roy." Yellow said, beginning to get annoyed by this, "I'm not some play thing, not anymore. So don't talk like I'm a toy in a store."
"Whoa, Whoa. Easy there, I'm just trying to chat with an old friend of mine, Is there a crime against that?" Roy replied, putting his hands, up to show no harm.
"There's a crime in what you do." Yellow retorted.
"I make a decent living doing what I love. Isn't that what we are meant to do in life?"
"Selling Spore isn't a 'decent' living. It's criminal what you do to Pikmin." Yellow said, wanting nothing more than to get away from this creep.
He shrugged his shoulders then said, "To my many customers, spore makes them happy, and when they are happy I get happy. I don't see how that is so bad."
"Enough Roy. I'm done talking with you." Yellow yelled, memories beginning to surface. She turned sharply on her heel and began to walk away.
"Hey Lily! Get back here! You didn't even say good-bye!" Roy yelled, but Yellow kept walking, not daring to look back.

“The Council, which presides over all matters of the Great City, allows James Blue to step forth and present an urgent report from his picking in the Southern Forest.” The speaker of the Council introduced, taking his seat after leading Blue into the small meeting room that held only one of each color Pikmin, the representatives of each race. They sat in rows raising slightly above the last for only a few rows. Blue stood at the bottom looking up at the Council and waiting for the formalities to finish before speaking. When Grey finished naming each councilmen, he turned to Blue and said, “Proceed”
Blue introduced himself and gave his command number, then began to talk about his encounter with the unusual, metal, creature.
Blue spoke calmly and clearly throughout the report, giving as much details as he could. The Council was silent, save for the occasional question and for Blue to clarify what he said.
“As the Old History explains, the era before civilized Pikmin described machines built of metal and were meant for war. The arm I witnessed I don’t believe was feeding, but harvesting.”
“Much like one of the more well known stories from the Old History, about giant creatures who gathered and studied all things, and one of the most common methods they used was technology that would collect for them. If what you has anything to do with these creatures of lore, they might have sent that arm to take Pikmin for study. A Yellow stated and the Pink councilman agreed.
The Council began to chat and mutter and a white one stood up and asked, “Is there any descriptions to the beings themselves?”
The Orange representative stood up and said, “In the volumes of the Old History, the only descriptions of these beings is that they were very great in size, but they are believed to have gone extinct. A creature of that size surely would have been discovered long ago, when our Onions first took flight.”
“Captain Blue, would there be anything else you would like to present to the Council?” The Speaker asked and Blue replied, “Nothing more Sir.”
“Then you are dismissed, the Council shall discuss and find a course of action in case of another attack such as the one you experienced should arrive. In the meantime, I suggest you head home and get some rest, you look like you could use some.”
Blue nodded and said good bye, and made sure to thank the Council for his time. He was in fact, very tired.

Chapter One

Captain Olimar crash landed on a strange new planet, one filled with terrifying and curious creatures, either ready to devour Olimar or help him. Stranded with little life support, the captain became distraught, fearing that he would die there as his ship was lying in ruins, damaged beyond repair for a single person.
But, as luck would have it, he met his salvation in the form of small, familiar creatures: Pikmin. In the 30 days he spent on that strange planet he met three different kinds of Pikmin, each with a different talent, and by combining their skills he was able to repair his ship and teach the Pikmin to survive on their own.
But during his adventure and on his way home, questions continued to flutter. What were the Pikmin? Why did they trust him as a leader? And where did they come about?
The only way to know would be to travel back in time and watch the struggle the first, true Pikmin had to endure as they tried to live out their lives in a world where they were the food.
Redd sat there, deep in the tunnel to avoid the monsters on the surface. The Onions were quite a ways away, so there was no choice but to hide underground. The red Pikmin rubbed his hands together and created a small fire to give him some comfort. He knew there wasn’t much time left before the creatures began to investigate the hole he was in.
The light brought some comfort, but he was still in an enclosed area that if a hungry predator were to jump down into, Redd would have little options for survival.
“How did I get here?” He asked himself, though he knew the answer, “What was that?” He thought about the strange figure that he had followed till it became dark.
Blue sighed heavily as the waning Sun winked good night and said, “Looks like he won’t be here.”
Yellow dropped her head and closed her eyes for a minute then said, “We’d better load up the ships.”
Blue nodded in agreement then gave a sharp whistle. The smaller Pikmin around them snapped to attention, though the red ones were slower to move. Blue gave another whistle and waved his arm in a sweeping motion that had the groups heading for their individual Onions.
“Regroup with the others,” Blue said to Yellow, “Guide the ships to the safe zone.”
Yellow’s large ears perked up, “What does that mean? You aren’t going to go searching for Redd are you? Don’t be stupid Blue! The animals around here will be waking up any minute now!”
“We don’t leave each other behind if we can help it.” Blue stated, “In this case I will find him, and you will take care of the Pikmin. Understood?”
“No Blue, I don’t understand. Redd may be young but he can take care of himself. I won’t leave you both behind.” Yellow retorted.
“Stay safe Yellow.” Blue said then a loud roar echoed through the weeds. “That’s my cue.” Then he ran off in the direction Redd had gone in.
“Damn it Blue.” Yellow said then ran to the yellow Onion, the one she commanded. She stood in the light and allowed it to bring her inside where she would bring the legs in and fly into the air.
Blue ran through the water not stopping once so the Bulborb behind him would give up the pursuit. When finally it did, the blue Pikmin leader stopped and got a bearing ion where he was. Off in the distance behind him he saw the three colored Onions fly high into the air; a few creatures flying after, then would give up when they got too high.
“Redd, stay alive.” Blue said then ran onto the dry land.
At night the forest became fierce, every glimpse to either side of him gave Blue the vision of a hungry predator, waiting for a chance. Then, after avoiding the gazes of many creatures just waking from their sleep, he spotted a soft glow from inside a tunnel at the base of a small tree.
“Redd?” Blue said, not yelling so the creatures would not attack.
Redd heard soft footsteps outside the tunnel and put out the fire, his eyes locked on the mouth of the tunnel. The moment of anxiety passed with the call of his name.
“Blue?” red asked to the tunnel entrance. The aquatic Pikmin jumped down the hole and said, “There you are.”
Blue stormed at the idiot rookie.
“What the hell were you thinking? Why didn’t you come back when the Sun started to set?”
Redd backed up into his corner then said, “I thought I saw someone…”
Blue yelled more, “You saw someone? Damn it Redd! Everyone was accounted for at the onions! This was not the time to play around!”
Redd kept his eyes away, choosing to stare at the dirt, rather than at his angry comrade.
After a few minutes, Blue calmed down, deciding it was better to keep quiet now that the Sun was fully set.
“Well, at least you are alive. I guess that that’s all that matters.” He sat down and let out an n appreciative sigh, “Not like we can change your stupid mistake.”
They sat like that for several minutes till Blue whispered, “Go ahead and sleep first. I’ll keep watch.”
Redd looked at blue then laid down; but trying to stay awake. Eventually though, sleep won and Redd fell asleep only to be greeted by the same scene that brought them into this…
Redd was in charge of gathering food and, with over twenty of his own red Pikmin behind him, he brought back enough food to last for several days. When they reached their maximum of food, Redd sent his squad home to rest with the others.
“I’m going for a walk.” Redd said to Yellow and Blue.
“You sure? It’s getting late.” Yellow said, with concern.
“I’ll only be gone a minute or so.” Redd assured
“Be careful out there, get back here before sundown.” Blue said sternly.
“I’ll be fine.” Redd said then started off.
“I mean it.” Blue said.
Redd waved his hand in good bye and walked off into the grass trees, strands of grass ten times taller than Redd was at least.
The area had been cleared for the most part of monsters and predators when Redd had gathered food. The walk was uneventful, though Redd did see a Honeywisp pass by, if they needed more nectar, Redd would have collected it, but instead he watched it vanish into itself.
Once the Honeywisp vanished his attention was drawn to a silver flower over some short grass. It swayed lightly in the air without any breeze, even casting off a soft, white glow.
Redd called out to it, wondering who it was. The flower moved a bit, like a head turned toward Redd. Instantly the Red commander felt eyes on him through the grass. The flower began to move away and Redd called out for it to stop. The flower ignored him this time and Redd chased. He pushed aside the brush and caught a small glimpse of the Pikmin there.
It was female, with longer legs then other Pikmin and a shorter stem on her head. She had all the features of the other Pikmin, with a nose, ears, and a mouth, though they were smaller and more curved than the others. Her arms were longer and she had delicate digits on each hand.
Redd stared as she turned away, apparently trying to ignore the red Pikmin, but he had other plans to follow the silver Pikmin.
“Are you a Pikmin Goddess? Or another Type?” He questioned but received no answers, “Are you ignoring me?”
She kept walking further and further away, while the Sun drew lower and lower in the sky.