Kahuna Nanu read the report he wrote one more time- it was going on midnight. He sighed as he closed it and rubbed at his temple, feeling his head start to tingle with the beginnings of what would become a full headache. He chugged his coffee down in one go before heading to the control room.

Looker was looking over the cameras alongside the ever diligent security guard, eyes locked on one room in particular. Inside was a young woman with clipped lavender hair and eyes the same color was huddled in the corner. She had a look that both officers had seen too many times in his fellow officers, and when he looked at himself in the mirror.

His junior officer looked torn between confusion, anger and grief, fists trembling from where they were clutching at the guard's chair before Nanu placed a hand on his shoulder. The brunet stiffened before slowly drawing himself up to his full height.

"I know our mission must continue- Seeker would not rest if I gave into my grief and rage here," Looker croaked, voice hoarse.

Nanu's expression didn't change but his eyes flickered- they might have completed their mission and sent that thing to hell, but at the cost of a great officer. He had lost people over the years and while the pain never left, it had numbed tolerably. But this had been one of his proteges he had trained alongside the brunet by him this very moment- he had even allowed himself hope at the future she would carve for herself.

The memory of her disappearing into that- thing's- mouth flickered before his eyes before he stowed it into the recesses of his mind. There would be a time for grieving later, but not here and now.

He nodded to the security guard and she gave a short nod back before heading down while Nanu took a seat in the interrogation room with some coffee and sandwiches. The woman was brought inside, staring warily at Nanu before her stomachs growled. The gray-haired man gestured to the food silently and watched as she began to eat and drink. After ten minutes, she leaned back with a sigh, a little more color to her face before sitting up properly.

"My name is Officer Nanu of the Internation Police- I just want to ask a few questions," he told her. "First of all, can you tell me your name?"

She gave a small nod to this, her voice a croaking whisper, "Anabel, Maiden of the Battle Salon in the Hoenn Battle Frontier."

Nanu blinked at this- there was no Battle Frontier in Hoenn, though there was a Battle Resort that was based on Kalos' Battle Maison. "All right then," he said with a nod. "Let's start at the very beginning, shall we?"

Anabel nodded again, a ghost of a smile on her face as she murmured, "A very good place to start," before her expression became solemn again.

Mossgreen City was aptly named, though there's little reason to state why.

Nestled deep in the forests between Cinnabar's island community and Fuschia City's Safari Zone, there was little shortage of Pokemon- a common sight would be children playing in the trees alongside the bird and bug-type Pokemon while few adults looked on. The only remarkable thing within the village would the medicine shop run by an old woman and her daughter.

But it would soon be known throughout the world for entirely different reasons.

It was the smoke in the distance that alerted Koga to the destruction and although he and his gym trainers came with all haste, Mossgreen was in flames. They did their best to control the damage but many people and Pokemon still died that night with only one survivor.

The daughter was run to the nearest hospital center and once healed, was relentlessly questioned about the cause of Mossgreen's destruction. But Cassandra- the woman- swore up and down that the culprit was a creature bigger than a house that looked akin to a bell that could shoot fire from it's sides.

There were no records of any existing Pokemon that could fit such a description, save Bronzong- but it couldn't grow to be bigger than a house and it certainty couldn't breathe fire.

Regardless, the League hunted for this creature relentlessly- and when it seemed, they wouldn't find it, the creature appeared once more on Cinnabar island.

The creature- or monster, more accurately- was over thirty feet tall with a vaguely human face, with two rocket-like pillars on either side of it's body, a drill atop it's head and a dress-like bottom with six stubby legs beneath. It breathed fire from it's arms like a flamethrower, expression never changing from the pursed, thin lips visible on it's face.

Cinnabar had already faced the destruction of it's town before because of the volcano, but this monster's attack was the straw that broke the Numel's back. It's gym leader Blaine, gave up on ever restoring it to it's glory and retreated into his research. The gym fell into disrepair and ultimately was removed from the League.

Trainers were called in from every corner in Kanto to unite and take down the monster however possible. Leader of the Elite Four and champion in title Lance spear-headed the assaults on the monster. After leaving behind a trail of destruction that brought city after town into ruin, they were able to corner the monster in the ruins of Celadon City, the combined efforts of over a hundred trainers with Pokemon teams of four-to-six were finally able to obliterate the monster, leaving only the smoldering wreck of it's steel body behind.

In the wake of the incident, the International Police were called in to investigate the monster's remains. They code-named the creature "Blaster" in reference to the arms it used to blast out fire. For this was no Pokemon but an unidentifiable creature who only barely resembled that of a steel and flying type.

With the destruction of UB-Blaster and the repairs for the region underway, the people of Kanto and the rest of the world were more than happy to put this nightmare behind them.

But barely a year later in the Johto region, Blackthorn City's houses and residents had been slashed and hacked into pieces- the cuts so clean, it was almost unreal.

One of the only survivors, a man who helped Pokemon forget certain moves, claimed that the gym leader Clair was training when she ordered one of her dragons to attack something. The next moment, herself and her dragons had been reduced to diced hunks of flesh. Then, something slashed apart everything in it's path.

From the man's explanations, it had been concluded that the creature had either been invisible or moving too fast for the naked eye to witness. So tracking down the creature was so much harder than the thirty-foot monstrosity from a year before, especially since they had no idea what it looked like.

It would take a dying Chuck- who had been carried to the Safari Zone after he had tried to engage it and lost 3/4s of his limbs- that the creature wasn't taller than twelve inches and resembled an origami soldier.

Search Pokemon were sent out and trainers who confronted "Blaster" swarmed in to help find the creature- the International Police stepped forward again, code-naming the creature "Blade". They hunted the region for Blade, following it's track of destruction like they did Blaster. But from the reports of survivors, it seemed that Blade only attacked if it had been threatened before hand.

They finally cornered Blade when it was resting beside the Lake of Rage. But then one of the younger trainers went against orders and attacked Blade- she and her team were reduced to chunks of flesh and Blade retaliated furiously against the trainers.

But it had allowed the remaining living gym leaders- Falkner, Bugsy and Whitney- to coordinate an attack so that Blade would be unable to escape with a combination of Pidgeot's tailwind and protect, Scizor's pursuit and iron defense and Milktank's block and heal bell to keep Blade trapped.

The body count was greater than the final battle with Blaster, turning the water as red as the Gyrados who once inhabited them, but was over much quicker, Blade's body reduced to a twitched smear on the ground. The International Police took the body back and found it shared similar elements with Blaster through it resembling steel, but also resembled grass.

Once again, they mourned the lost and celebrated their triumph- and hoped beyond hope this would be the last of the monsters.

Off the coast of Slateport City, Stern had been expected new goods from Lillycove. But when the shipment began to grow days old, he asked some of his collegues to go out and see if they could fly to Lillycove.

They returned with news that the entire port had been destroyed and the remains had been litered with what appeared to be teeth marks. As though the one responsible had taken literal bites out of the city. There were no survivors.

The International Police were ready this time around and formed a group of trainers called Hunters- they were specially trained to track and battle against the monsters from before. Many Hunters were survivors, family members or survivors and/or veterans of the last two hunts for the monsters. They scoured the region and found the monster was literally eating Foretree City, devouring even the ground and trees along with it's residents.

However, the Hunters were comprised of mainly fire type Pokemon, which had little to no effect on the monster- anything, it made it more enraged and ended up literally eating some of the hunters and their Pokemon before it rampaged on, as though they had been little more than pebbles in it's path.

After their failure to stop the monster when they cornered it like the last time, made many people lose faith in the Police and Hunters. But it was clear that the monsters were of different sorts and types, like other Pokemon. After regrouping and changing teams and moves, the Hunters went out to stop the monster- code named "Gluttony"- once more.

Gluttony was easily found, leaving behind a literal trail of leftovers in the form of ruined routes and towns- the monster was happy to guzzle down anything in it's path. "Cornered" was a strong word for tracking down and keeping Gluttony occupied long enough for the elite four and former champions Steven and Wallace to hammer down attack after attack.

The devastation left Route 119 a barren wasteland. Further investigation of Gluttony's remains held similar typing to that of a Hydreigon, which explained it's resistance to flames. By now, the world was thrown into fear by these creatures and the leaders of the land did their best to assure them that they would take care of the monsters, thanks to the Hunters.

When another monster was sighted within Sinnoh, the International Police's hub, the Hunters there were confidant that they could stop the threat before it got out of hand.

They tracked down the monster- code named "Beauty"- with little difficulty with their swift flying types and boxed it against Mt. Coronet. However, Beauty released a pheromone that bewitched their Pokemon, regardless of their gender or lack of. In their stupor, it cut them apart with it's pincers and sheer speed, escaping them yet again.

Just when they thought Beauty was all they had to deal with, sightings of another monster would be reported- a muscled mosquito-like monster who could smash apart steel and stone like they were less than nothing. When another group tried to corner it, all that was left of them were stains on the ground. The International Police gave it the code name "Absorption".

The Hunters remaining were determined not to meet the same fate- they tracked down Beauty and Absorption with a new plan. They used sweet scent, whirlwind, tailwind and defog to confuse Beauty and to protect their Pokemon from it's pheromones. Then, they used spores and status moves to cut Absorption's movement, whittle down it's health and lower it's attack power.

Then, they cut them apart with ease and the Hunters were celebrated for their efforts. The International Police on the other hand, weren't so optimistic- aside from similar readings from both Pokemon showcasing types similar to Heracross, they had no idea where these monsters came from or why they were attacking them so brutally.

The Hunters grew in strength and size, spreading across the world. When more and more of the monsters began to spring up, they were ready to fight them- they were repeats of the previous monsters, "Blaster", "Blade", "Gluttony", "Beauty", "Absorption", meaning these monsters were NOT one of a kind.

With the knowledge of the previous beasts, the Hunters were not only able to defeat them before their rampages went out of control but the people began to adapt as well- the monsters became part of every day life and trainers could choose to become Hunters themselves, just like the specialization classes of dragon tamers, sky trainers and mono-types.

However in their strength, came complacency. They assumed that these were the only types of monster and became arrogant from their victories against them. The Hunters began to think they were entitled to the best the world had to offer because of their services- many had already joined because of this mentality and the spoils it would bring them.

When the blackouts began, no one was readily assuming it was because of a monster- blackouts were common because of electric Pokemon's sporadic power even before the monsters showed up. Even when they went to investigate, all they found were trees and buildings untouched. Even when people began to act strangely and disappearing, no eyebrows were raised as it was common for people to suddenly move or disappear from town to become trainers.

So when a new monster was caught on camera in Unova after a massive blackout in Castelia City, the Hunters were gathered to together to destroy it. They brought ground, grass and dragon types to deal with this monster, but the monster- code named "Lighting"- destroyed the first group utterly, leaving behind their smoldering and scorched corpses as testament to it's power.

Those who fought against Lighting wished that it was the only thing they had to worry about- because the worst damage would come from "Symbiont". This monster wasn't particularly strong or fast or sturdy. Rather, it released a toxin that drove whoever injected or was infected by it mad.

Those who disappeared were puppets of Symbiont and attacked others- even when they defended themselves with their Pokemon, the infected would either shake it off even when they lost limbs or suddenly become so fast they could dodge the attacks. The only reason they found out that these infected were the result of a monster was because a dying Hunter had managed to make a recording on her phone and it was found on her person.

It showed the figure of a tentacle like monster- whose movements and appearance resembled a young girl- used it's appendages and stuck them inside a person and spread a powerful poison into their veins. Closer inspection on the quarantined showed that the toxins were not so much brainwashing them as they were giving them something that resembled the combination of an adrenaline high and drunk stupor.

Their senses were dulled to anything not themselves and their desires while the adrenaline boost increases their physical abilities- a dangerous combination. These infected would cause mayhem by themselves or with their Pokemon- who could be infected by the toxins through contact from their trainer. Powerful trainers like the gym leaders and Alder's own grandson Benga became infected and rampaged unceasingly, leaving countless in their wake.

Even worse, more monsters appeared across the regions, dispelling the notion that Blaster, Blade, Gluttony, Beauty and Absorption were the only types of monster. Blasters decimated forests with it's rocket-arms, Blades left entire cities and towns in ruin, Gluttonies drank and ate entire bodies of water and islands, Beauties easily seduced it's attackers before slashing them to pieces, Absorptions smashed apart mountains- along with numerous Lighting draining away electricity from entire power plants and towns and deriving the humans of power to communicate and even more Symbiont controlling masses of humans and Pokemon, the entire world fell into disarray.

Finally, the last of the Hunters grouped together and decided to do an all-out, all-or-nothing, final battle with the monsters- these were led by International Police Officer Looker, and the last survivor of the Battle Frontier Saloon Maiden Anabel...

Nanu's expression didn't change as Anabel finished, shaking as tears slid down her face as she finished talking. In the security room, Looker looked torn between pity, horror and sadness. But one thing was for certain in both men's minds.

The possibility of those monsters appearing again was far greater than they ever feared.

Five years later...

Dark blue surrounded her, shimmering from the dim light of the moon. A few Luvdisc swam past her with one softly blowing bubbles in her face. But she didn't let that stop her, not when her goal was right in front of her. After hours of searching, back-tracking and consulting NPCs, she had finally found the lost treasure of-

"ASALIE!"

The girl jumped in surprise at her brother's unexpectedly loud voice, nearly dropping her controller and misclicking so her avatar fired a signal flare, alerting a swarm of Tentacruel who surrounded it. "What?! What do you want?! Do you not see the 'DO NOT DISTURB' sign on my door?!" she snapped back irritably.

Her door opened up and let in light from outside- the girl yelped before diving right back under the blanket she had over her back and shoulders to hide from the sun. A young man nearly a decade older with slightly long black hair, brown eyes and bronze skin scowled lightly at his sister's quivering form beneath the blankets.

"This is why we have windows, Asa," the young man sighed as he drew back the curtains, allowing the afternoon sun to flood in before yanking the blankets off Asalie and making her yelp again from the exposure of the light.

She had long ruffled dark brown, light black eyes with dark circles underneath them and olive skin that had a pallor from never going outside for more than a few hours a day if she could help it. "Ow ow..." she groaned, head and eyes throbbing from the light. "How can you be so cruel to your own blood, Astin...?"

"It's been two weeks since we got to Alola and you haven't left the house even once," Astin chided her as she tried to roll towards her blankets, eyes squeezed shut and hands over her ears before he yanked the fabric out of her reach. "I might have put up with this back home, but not here. For Arceus' sake, have you seen how beautiful it is outside?!"

"It's sand, trees and water- there's nothing that great about them!"

"Asa..."

The brunette peeked through her hands and saw her older brother's "Don't-try-me" face. She scowled and picked herself up into a sitting position, wincing from the strain on her eyes. The screen of her TV showed GAME OVER with the remains of her avatars skeleton lying on the rocks. "... I'd rather be back in Kanto," Asalie groused, knees up to her chest and hands resting on the joints.

"I know it's hard, but this is a great opportunity for dad- and for us too. A fresh start in a beautiful region..."

"Well, what if I don't want to start over?! I had a perfectly fine life back in Kanto! Also, stop trying to paraphrase that stupidly hot professor, it's just weird coming from you."

"Well, Kukai's not wrong and he did help dad get his new job. He's even offered you a special Pokemon!"

"What's so great about Pokemon, anyway? They're a bunch of ultra-powerful animals who tear up everything and make messes- it easier just to play the game series."

Astin gave a sigh, his hand pulled back his hair as he examined his younger sibling- he hated upsetting and/or scaring Asalie, but if she didn't go out and see the world, she'd be all alone and unprepared for when she would be inevitably be brought out.

"Look, I'll come with you to the next town over- they even have routes that'll keep you from running into Pokemon on the way there," he suggested. "You can look at the Pokemon there and then decide whether or not you want one."

Asalie's gaze was kept on the floor, brow furrowed as she mulled over this. "... fine. But only if this'll get you off my back," she finally said.

The young man grinned and ruffled her hair fondly. "That's the spirit! By the way, dad left some gifts for when you decided to come outside- they're by the leftover boxes!"

With that, he ran out of her room to get his own things. Asalie sent a disgruntled look at the outside world but pushed herself onto her feet, the joints crackling as movement flooded through them. She stretched a bit to get the feeling back in them before heading to the living room where the moving boxes still laid. Her father was a bit of a paranoid pack-rat who held the sentiment that anything could be of value and was loathe to discard anything, especially boxes.

Her eye twitched at the sight of the all but literal sea of knick-knacks, doo-dads and other items on every surface of the house before falling on the bundle with her name on it in bright, bold letters.

Go get 'em, star! Dad

Asalie's lips flickered with a smile at the encouragement and she opened the bundle up. Inside was the bag she had once spotted in a window during the last days in Kanto- her lips twitched further into a smile before she found the next object, quickly reverting the smile to a "wtf?" expression.

The object in question was a bright red... something with a white poke-ball logo on it. It resembled a glove but when Asalie tried to put it on, it immediately slipped off her hand. That was when she saw just how big the radius of the object was.

Wait a second- is this a hat? Is this an honest to Arceus HAT?!

Asalie sweat-dropped at the hat, realizing that her dad buying something that tacky-looking was well within his natural habits. She debated stuffing it in her closet and claiming that she lost it but ultimately couldn't bring herself to actually discard it. Like anything her dad got her, Asalie knew he did because he thought it'd make her happy.

That and the kicked Lillipup expression he made when she tried to tell him she didn't want the Chatot alarm clock killed a bit of her inside.

With reluctance, Asalie fit the glove-hat over her head and looking in the mirror showed her she looked just as silly as she thought she would. But at the same time, the hat had the same charm that all of her dad's stuff seemed to have- silly, but full of heart.

Well, no use delaying the inevitable, Asalie thought as she saw Astin waving to her outside- with that, she opened the door and stepped into the sunlight.

I finished Sun and Moon and have been inspired to write once more.

Please don't kill me.

Edited 4/16/17