Author's Notes: The cover is only temporary. A permanent one has yet to be found.

The following Fanfiction is a work of both Kimmo Zero and Sorano Kanjoo.

Prologue Chapter: Genesis

The Pokémon had lived peacefully on their respective places. There were times of extreme conflicts that will lead to the land's destruction, but they all managed to remedy a solution to prevent it. With its strong peace and quiet life, no Pokémon felt the need to raise domination.

On the east of the never-ending ocean, there was a large island that was located amidst it. The elder Pokémon named it Lambda. The lands of Lambda were divided into different geographic settings. Each of them was triangular-point shaped vast lands that were compromised to combine as one whole island, shaping as a star. Every land had their own name, decided by the Pokémon who found the lands.

The first one was the Aquatic Region named Aquanet, which was located on the southeastern end of Lambda. The land consisted of various wetlands submerged in water. Many treasures could be found there and thus, was a popular place for treasure hunting and snorkeling. Found by the elder Blastoise.

The next one was located in the southwestern part of Lambda. It is a large wasteland, where the climate was rather heated and not many trees managed to exist. Water sources were commonly poisonous to drink, thus heavily avoided by many. Without enough trees to lessen the harsh heat, the air itself was rather difficult to breathe. The land was largely uninhabited by Pokémon. This part of the lands is known as the Badland Region entitled Sahara.

Venturing to the west, the land was comprised of bountiful amount of trees and rivers. There were many homes Pokémon make hidden inside these trees, living independent lives. The climate featured beautiful weather and lustrous nights under the sky. This land was known as the Eve, the Forest Region of Lambda, infamous for the delicious fruit that grows there.

Heading to the northern part of Lambda was home to treacherous mountains. Many Rock and Ground Pokémon inhabited the mountains and it was often a battle of territories. The Pokémon that lived in the mountains were largely independent of almost everything that happens in other regions. It was known as Atlas, the Mountain Region.

Next was the eastern part of the region called Kori, due to its icy climate. The land was practically inhabitable to non-ice Pokémon because of the constant Snow Warnings by Abomasnow that lived there. It was here that a mysterious voice can be heard at night very recently but nobody seems to know who the owner of that voice is. It was the Arctic Region of Lambda.

The last land was the Central Region of Crimea. The place was host to many different activities where many different Pokémon interact. This was the basic and most friendly part of the region, where different kinds of Pokémon live together in peace. The continent was well-known of having little to no conflict for many years.

But recently, the peace started to become tenuous.

There was a Pokémon Justice Union that resides in The Arctic Region. This group, known as The Force, was a group of people who served justice to the whole continent. It was also well-known across the region itself. Its days were legendary, and their history was passed down from generation to generation.

In recent years, all of that changed, and the reason was currently unknown. Crime and thievery had risen because of the lack of patrols around the regions. A lot of the towns and villages that resided near it were heavily damaged from the Force's sudden abandoned duties. Pokémon were left to defend for themselves and thus, adventuring has become dangerous. The citizens were shocked and angered at the Force for suddenly abandoning their duties.

Some of these Pokémon ventured on independent quests on their own accord. The first few Pokémon were to know what was behind of The Force's sudden change of duty while others are for their own leisure, despite the danger that was surrounding the whole area and finally while the rest were unknown or for their own personal reasons.

Also mysteriously, certain types of Pokémon population were diminishing.

Several rumors spread like wildfire. The first one was rooting for the sudden change of the Force, where they secretly captured Pokémon. The next one was these Pokémon were leaving the continent itself, but this was not heavily believed. The other one was the Fire and Psychic was ambushed by the Rock Pokémon. Another rumor was these types of Pokémon were connected to the enigmatic voice of the Arctic Region.

The region of Eve is among the least affected regions from the Force's sudden abandonment of their duties. It was here that independent Pokémon were forced to take a stand...

On a narrow trail in Aquanet, a male Blaziken was attempting to flee the pursuit of a female Whimsicott, dressed in a navy blue shirt and pants as a uniform. The Blazkien was running at high speeds, hoping to outrun his pursuer but the Whimsicott was maintaining chase by riding a Tailwind in the air.

The Whimsicott was amused at the Blaziken's attempt of escape and let out a honking laughter. "Is running all you can do now?"

She received no answer from him. She let out another round of laughter, taunting her victim. "Aren't you a Fire Type Pokémon? Why can't you burn a strand of my fur, hmm? You're so pathetic!"

The Whimsicott scattered Stun Spore powder directly to the Blaziken. Unable to see what was going on from behind, he was struck from the powder. Slowly, he started to run slow and momentarily stopped on his tracks, unable to go on. The Blaziken started to sweat from fear of his condition. "What's going on? Why can't...I land a single Blaze Kick? It has to be that Tailwind she's riding..."

She finally caught up with her victim. When Whimsicott saw how sweaty the defenseless Blaziken, she laughed at the amusing sight she was seeing. She leered her eyes and gave out a mocking smirk. "Slowing down already? You're no fun! Oh well... I can make this a little fun by planting seeds around you!"

When she finished her statement, she threw seeds around him that planted on its own. Each time he tried to move his paralyzed body, he felt his life force sapped by the seeds. Knowing that he had no chance to run anymore, he leaned back against the tree and confronted her.

The Whimsicott let out a maniacal laughter as she witness the sight of her victim in the brink of defeat. She clapped her hands to deepen the depth of the Blaziken's humiliating defeat. "Give up and follow me! There's nothing you can do now at this point!"

He took a closer look at her uniform and gasped at the sight. This could not be real! Concentrating on struggling to move his mouth, he managed to speak. "I don't understand something...your uniform...you're a part of the force. Why do you attack the innocent civilians you should be protecting?"

She giggled at his futile attempt to know what was happening. "Oh, I see you're aware of The Force. I mean, we are popular and the whole continent knows of our existence!"

The Whimsicott gracefully bowed her head, her hand placed under her upper body. As she rose, she smiled sweetly at the Blaziken. "Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Wandy the Whimsicott, the most beautiful member of The Force." Wandy shook her head, her fluffy whitish-yellow hair fluttering in the air. "I really feel bad for you. A good-looking guy like you is on the wanted list of mine." She heaved out a soft sigh, looking as cute as possible. "If you will obey my order and follow me, I promise to have you under my wing."

What the Whimsicott had said made no sense to the Blaziken. He had a good reputation among the townsfolk. Why would he be a wanted criminal? "What? I have done nothing wrong!" He struggled to say as he suffered another case of paralysis.

She showed him the list of the criminals, and in his dismay, his name was on the list. Even so, Blazkien knew that he was innocent all along. People looked up on him as a hero figure. He could not be the bad guy.

He knelt down to his knees, feeling his life drained. Blaziken clasped his hands together and stared at her with begging eyes. "I promise you I haven't! Talk to Landon! He would never issue orders like this! He'll make things right! He had to have made a mistake. I'll forgive you for attacking me if he clears my name."

Wandy's sweet smile deteriorated into a furious frown. "Is that backtalk I hear? You're just a powerless civilian; you have no right to issue orders to a person who's out of your league."

She heaved out a heavy sigh, this time, releasing the early anger she had with him from earlier. "If you follow quietly and don't make a move, I promise that your punishment will not be painless," The Whimsicott glanced at her hair. It was still fluffy and bouncy as usual. "As long as you don't ruin my hair, of course."

The helpless Blaziken was suffering mixture of emotions. He never thought that the Force would be so corrupted to have leaders like this. "Have you even listened to me? Are you even a commander in the Force? The leader of the Force Landon has served according the citizen's voice! How can you serve in the force with such selfish motives?"

The Blaziken again tried to move but all he accomplished was getting more energy sapped and suffering paralysis. The sinister Whimiscott flinched at the sight, pretending that she was hurt. "Oh! You still have guts to mock me! You're so pathetic, I pity you. You're a bad guy, and it's my duty to follow Sir Landon's orders."

Wandy walked closer toward the Blaziken, and leaned close to his face. Her orange, oval-shaped eyes gazed directly on his blue irises. "I'll give you a chance. If you stop whining right now, I'll do my best to let you have a personal talk with Sir Landon himself. Only this once, though. Be thankful that I'm giving you a chance! This will cause me an increase on wrinkled face percentage..."

He could not believe what he had heard. Sir Landon... the leader... "Wh-what? He ordered that?!" The Blaziken couldn't take it anymore. He fell to the ground, accepting his defeat. He could feel his life getting drained, which he endured.

The Whimsicott shot him an irritated look. This was definitely taking a lot of her time. "Yes! Why would I bother you if he didn't order that? You're really wasting my time, you know?"

She scoffed loudly at the idea of her not being able to make this one quick. "I wish I can drag you down with ease, but you're so tall and you will stain my expensive outfit."

There was a sudden drop of temperature in their place. Wandy protected herself on the harsh gust of wind that was blowing in their direction. The Blazkien could do nothing as his body became numb from paralysis. A huge wave of blizzards struck him, knocking him unconscious. His body was cold as ice, his skin turned bluish pale, but it was not as solid as a frozen object.

The Whimsicott knew who summoned the blizzards in their direction. She clenched her teeth in extreme irritation, and turned around on the opposite direction, abandoning the cold Blaziken. "You arrived late! What kept you so long?!"

As the Blizzard subdued, a Froslass appeared in front of her. Unlike the normal Froslass, the skin under her "mask" was colored light violet for unknown reason. The band around her waist was dark red, the same color as blood. The flared portion of her arms where shaded pinkish-red instead of the light blue one. Her eyes were light red and had bluish-white sclera. A navy blue ribbon was attached on the back of her head, a proof that she was another member of The Force.

The newcomer bowed her head toward Wandy. "Sir Landon had ordered an issue to us... We must make haste to the base, along with the criminals..."

Wandy whipped her head away from the Froslass, not wanting to look at her. Her natural beauty was too much to sight for the Whimsicott. "Humph. I'll let it slide this time, Fariella. Unless it's an important case, you must hurry."

"Yes, Lady Wandy..." Fariella spoke in a soft, but deep and matured tone.

As Fariella gathered the spoils, Wandy gave the Froslass a dirty look before leaving the her alone to attend another important matter. "That Fariella! Why does she have to be Sir Landon's voice?! Why not me?! I mean, I talk more often and am more active than her! Did she manage to place a spell on him or something?"

The Whimsicott growled and threw a nearby rock on the ground. "I cannot understand why she has to be my subordinate! I can't even lay hands or her, or I'll receive an extreme punishment for doing so! Why does she have to be higher than me?! Why?!"