Pokémon: The Chosen Chronicles


Authors Note: unfortunately, I do not own the rights or title to Pokémon.


Summary:

What started as a regular day in Alola, leads Ash Ketchum, along with his friends and family, on a heart-pounding adventure that has been over a thousand years in the making!

An event known to the Legendary Pokémon of the world called the Great Catalyst is approaching the Pokémon world and the Chosen One is needed to help guide both people and Pokémon through the oncoming event. With the assistance of The Armor of Arceus, a special armor imbued with the power of the Alpha Pokémon, Arceus, Ash and his friends must overcome the odds, fight against insidious criminal organizations, and learn all they can to prepare themselves for the event.

Will Ash, Pikachu, and all of their friends succeed or will the world crumble under the power of darkness and corruption?


Prologue: Shocks for Everyone

"Dearest Mother, I apologize for not writing to you and Father sooner, but things have been exhausting these past few weeks and it is only now, after everything that has happened, that I found time to write to you.

"As you have read in my last letter, the situation in Rota and Cameran Palace seemed grim. The invading army has laid siege amongst the smaller settlements, plundering the innocent people of Rota of all their food and resources to make their armadas stronger. Those who escaped the carnage managed to find refuge within the Palace, where Queen Rin had ordered for food and clothing be distributed throughout the masses as well as proper bedding for the poor souls to sleep on.

"However, her majesty's army, despite their best efforts, were being pushed back by the invaders and it seemed as if the conflict would reach the palace gates soon. In preparation for the coming battle, I was assigned to construct the armors for both the soldiers and their Pokémon. For days I worked, never resting, within my forge, shaping and pounding the metal until it came out perfect for our troops.

"While I detest violence, which you rightly know, there was a moment where I almost forgot my feelings for war when her majesty's personal guardian, Sir Aaron, came to my shop, with his faithful protégé, Lucario, following behind him, sought my skills and requested that I construct a new set of armor. You can imagine how honored I was to construct something for the famed Aura Guardian of Rota.

"Alas, as I had just started making the cuirassthe part of the armor that would protect a soldier's front and back—the queen's sentries returned with grim news: the invaders were approaching the palace. The queen immediately ordered her soldiers and their Pokémon to prepare for the coming conflict, while the rest of us were ushered into the castle.

"I will not lie. I was frightened, along with everyone else within the castle. Even the queen seemed frightened, even as she tried to reassure us that everything would be fine. I…am ashamed to admit that I doubted her words. I panicked, believing that we were all going to be destroyed by the invading horde that marched towards the front gates of the castle, and somehow got into a fight with one of the queen's servants. They quickly overpowered me and tossed me into the dungeon. I sat there, in that small, cold room, panic shivering down my body, and I prayed to Arceus above that we would be spared from our horrific fate.

"And then…a miracle. As the two armies clashed, the fate of all of our lives hanging in the balance, something happened. I do not know how, but the fighting just stopped. The armies laid their weapons down, the Pokémon shed their armor, and not a single life was lost…

"…That was, until the Queen announce to her people that her guardian, the brave Sir Aaron and his trusted student and friend, were gone. That they gave their lives to finally end the conflict between the two forces. That they had died a hero's death.

"Although you and Father have taught me that all life ends eventually, I cannot help but feel saddened by the loss of two of the greatest heroes the world has ever known. It saddens me more due to the fact that I have the beginnings of Sir Aaron's armor in my forge. If I had just finished it sooner, perhaps…

"I do not know what I should do with it. If it were any other piece, I would just melt it down for my next project but at the same time…it doesn't feel right to destroy something that was meant to belong to the Hero of Rota.

"I have recently moved my shop to one of the villages that reside at the base of Mount Moon. The natural metals surrounding and within the mountain provide me with plenty of iron to work with. I am also happy to say that it is much closer to Pewter City, so I'll be able to visit you more frequently at your home.

"Please tell Father that I am doing well and not to stress himself building his newest endeavor. While I understand his need to feel secure and to be ready should something like what had occurred in Rota happen in Pewter City, I do not want him to collapse from exhaustion while constructing his new training facility.

"Looking forward to seeing you and my siblings this coming holiday.

"Your dear son, Augustus Stone."

Placing the quill back in the inkwell, Augustus paused for a moment before leaning back in his chair and stretched his arms and legs as far as they could. In spite of his tall stature the desk and chair that sat off to the side of his forge was very small, which meant that he felt very cramped whenever he spends more than five minutes sitting there.

Standing well over six-feet in height, thirty-two-year-old Augustus had thick brown hair that seemed to spike no matter how much he tried to groom it. Wearing a blacksmith's apron over his weekday clothes, one could easily make out the muscles that he had, toned from years of working as a blacksmith.

As he finished stretching, Augustus took the letter he had just written and perused the words very carefully until he nodded in satisfaction. After folding the paper and placing it in an envelope, the man walked out of his forge and into the outside world. Despite the sun shining high over his head, due to the elevation and all the rain over the past few days, the surrounding lands were very chilly.

Taking a moment to adjust to the sudden drop in temperature, the Augustus walked to the small stone fence that surrounded the front of his property, particularly where a large avian Pokémon was perched. The bird seemed to be relaxing under the sun's rays, its brown plumage and its red-and-yellow crest glistening under the bright light, while its eyes were shut. As the man approached, though, the bird opened its black eyes.

"Pidgeot, can you please deliver this to my family?" Augustus asked, holding the envelope out to the bird.

With a simple nod of its head, the large Bird Pokémon grabbed the envelop with its beak before extending its wings. After gently flapping them a few times, making certain to stretch its muscles before takeoff, Pidgeot soon flew high in the air. Taking a few laps around Augustus' property the Bird Pokémon then took off in a straight line towards the Stone family residence in Pewter City.

Augustus watched as his faithful friend soared in the air and began heading south towards his family's home until the large bird was nothing more than a speck in the sky. When his Pidgeot disappear completely, Augustus then walked back towards his work area, intending to sit-down by the burner until he could feel his hands regain their warmth. As he entered the building, welcoming the sudden shift from cold to warm, his eyes caught sight of the incomplete armor that hung on the mannequin.

Although incomplete, Sir Aaron's armor was of the finest quality. Rather than iron, the Hero of Rota had insisted that the entire suit be made out of steel, which had stunned Augustus. While he knew that steel was much stronger than iron and would be much easier to shape when heated it was much more difficult and expensive to manufacture than iron. Yet Sir Aaron was adamant when he ordered that the armor be made entirely out of steel and explained that he would reimburse Augustus for the materials and the amount of labor that would be put into the project, so Augustus agreed to the task.

Looking at the armor, Augustus' eyes wandered from the shiny steel surface to the colored areas along the seams and front of the armor. As he looked at them, Augustus couldn't help but feel a bit baffled. When he had agreed to design the armor, Sir Aaron asked him to accent it with bright-toned colors that seemed to contrast with his usual outfit. Whereas the Hero of Rota' garments were mostly dark blue with some earth-toned colors, the armor was mostly bare save for the thin outline of light blue followed by a much brighter red outline.

As his attention was now focused on the peculiar details of the armor, Augustus' turned his eyes towards the armor's chest area, more specifically the strange crest on it. When Sir Aaron asked him to design the armor, he was very particular about what the crest on the armor should look like:

"The crest for the armor, rather than Lady Rin's official coat of arms, shall look almost like the sun—a small sphere surrounded by exactly eighteen diamonds, each diamond perfectly distanced from each other."

Augustus had been curious about this particular feature for the armor but before he could ask the Aura Guardian and his protégé had left his workshop. During the final days before the battle, Augustus worked tirelessly on the armor to the Hero's exact qualifications, pounding the molten steel until it had formed into the exact shape that he wanted it, curving and shaping the structure until it was perfect, and—the night before the final conflict—he branded the armor with the requested image, a single sphere surrounded by eighteen elongated diamonds that were perfectly spaced from each other.

Now, as he gazed at the incomplete armor, tracing his fingers along the outline of one of the diamonds, Augustus could only wonder what Sir Aaron intended to do with the armor once it was completed.

Just then, a voice behind him spoke: "So when shall that armor of yours be completed?"

Jumping in fright, the blacksmith spun around to face a beautiful woman of his age, long ebony curls cascaded from her head all the way to the small of her back and wearing a simple outfit the same color as her forest green eyes, which were looking at the startled man with amusement.

"Ah…Helena." Augustus said, relaxing at the sight of his beloved wife. "You startled me, milady."

His wife gave him a cheeky smile. "What's the matter. Can my darling husband not handle being startled once in a while by his own wife?"

"Oh, I think he can." Augustus said, a devilish smile beginning to appear on his face. He suddenly approached Helena and wrapped his arms around her waist before lifting her up and swiping her off her feet. As his spouse wrapped her arms around his next instinctively, he gazed straight into her stunned eyes, his own eyes displaying amusement. "What say you, o dearest wife? Can you handle being startled by your husband?"

Helena pretended to ponder his question for a second before smiling at him. "Oh…I suppose I could." she said, before pulling herself up towards her love to steal a kiss.

They stayed in each other's embrace for several seconds before parting. As they lingered, Helena eventually broke the silence. "So, why have you not completed that armor you were working on?"

Sighing, Augustus pulled his wife back to her feet. "It's complicated."

Helena gave him a quizzical look. "Really? It seems pretty straight forward if you ask me. All that's left is to construct the armor's arms, legs and the helmet—"

Augustus chuckled at his wife's attempt at humor. "That's not what I meant, though I do appreciate you lifting my spirits."

Smiling, his wife asked, "Then what is it?"

Looking at his wife's eyes and seeing her concern, Augustus sighed before telling her about how Sir Aaron had commissioned him to construct the armor just before his demise. "It just seems such a waste to construct the armor now knowing that its intended owner will never get the chance to use it."

For her part, Helena remained silent as her spouse recounted the tale with her. When he finished, she threw a glance at the armor before getting a thoughtful look on her face. "Are you sure that the armor was meant for Sir Aaron?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have only meet Sir Aaron once, maybe twice, but from what I can tell this armor doesn't seem to fit his usual style. His clothes were more earth-tone and subtle; this armor is a bit more…colorful than what he might wear." Placing her left hand on her chin, Helena added, "Besides, the armor seems a bit smaller than Sir Aaron."

Augustus considered her words. Now that she mentions it, the armor was a bit small for the Aura Guardian to of worn, though not by much. Following that line of thought with the armor's unusual coloring and strange crest, it seemed more likely that this armor was meant to be worn by someone else.

"Perhaps…but if that were indeed the case who was this armor supposed to go to if not for the Hero of Rota?" he said.

Before Helena could even open her mouth a sudden flash of light caught both of their attentions. Running out of the shop the couple were greeted by an incredible sight.

An aurora of light hovered over their property, before a hole begun to form in the center of the event. As the couple shielded their eyes with their hands, they saw a being float out of the hole and hovered over them. When the light's intensity began to diminish, the couple uncovered their eyes only to be shocked by what floated above them.

The being was a white equine resembling a qilin or centaur with a gray, vertically-striated underside. The striated pattern had similar recurrences on the underside of its mane, tail, and face. Its four-pointed feet were tipped with gold hooves. Its long mane jutted away from its head, and its face was gray, with green eyes and red pupils, and a green circular pattern below its eyes. The being also had a streak of gold coloration on its head, with ears that pointed upward. Its neck was fairly long, with two pairs of extrusions to the sides, and a flap-like feature on the neck's underside that was colored white like much of the body. There was also a golden cross-like wheel attached to its body by its round abdomen, with four jewels attached to it. The limbs on the creature had gray undersides and extrusions at the top of the legs. Finally, the creature possessed a tail that was shaped similar to its head and was of the same coloration.

Both Augustus and Helena immediately kneeled to the ground and bowed their heads. For the being hovering over them was their world's creator: the Legendary Alpha Pokémon, Arceus.

The large Pokémon looked down at the two humans below it and surprised the two when it telepathically spoke:

"Augustus Stone, famed blacksmith of the Northern Kanto Region, who hailed from Pewter City. I believe that you have yet to finish something that I required."

Stricken with both fear and confusion, the smith lifted his head until his eyes met those of the Pokémon's. "Great Lord Arceus, creator of our world and of both humans and Pokémon…forgive me for asking but…what is it that you believe I possess?"

The Alpha Pokémon lowered itself down until it was only a few inches off the ground. Looking directly at the blacksmith, Arceus once again addressed the man.

Its response was one that took Augustus completely by surprise.

"Do you not possess the armor that Sir Aaron had ordered you to make on my behalf?"


(Present Day, Alola Region, Melemele Island)

Any other day when Ashton "Ash" Ketchum went to the Alolan Conservatory for Pokémon and Learning, popularly dubbed the "Pokémon School" by himself and his friends, he would be bouncing at his desk, eager for whatever activities they would be doing that day before having lunch and then hanging out with his friends and their Pokémon.

But today was not one of those days.

Today a guest lecturer was attending the class and everyone had their backs against their chairs and sat up straight, aptly paying attention to the man as he spoke—everyone, that is, except Ash. And the reason why he was not listening to their guest was because the person was discussing a topic that was very familiar to him: the Legendary Pokémon of the world.

Normally, when people talk about the mystical Legendaries that wander their globe they usually capture everyone else's attention. After all, most people have never meet these great beings of power and very lucky few ever get to catch a glimpse of one.

But Ash, having traveled across six major regions and two major island chains, has had the privilege of not just catching a glimpse of a single Legendary but several dozen—from the Legendary Bird Trio that were mostly spotted across his home region of Kanto, to the ancient Weather Trio that reside mostly in Hoenn, to even having meet Arceus, the Pokémon that was said to have created the entire Pokémon world. And he's not just seen them either, he's actually touched them, interacted with them, even got to ride on the backs of some Legendaries. He's had more interaction with these creatures that some people worship as gods than almost anyone in history.

And their guest lecturer was just spouting pure nonsense. Not every Legendary was the only one of its kind, he's meet two Lugia who were mother and son and several species of Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres while traveling across the regions to prove that. No, despite its appearance, Celebi was not a Fairy-type. And, no, Manaphy didn't evolve from Phione, but Phione do come from Manaphy.

As the man continued speaking, the young Kanto native looked down at his ever-present partner, Pikachu. The Mouse Pokémon was leaning against the side of his desk and seemed just as bored as his human partner was. He had been with Ash since the beginning and has not only faced the Legendary Pokémon of the world but has actually battled some of them. Heck, since coming to Alola the Electric-type has met and battled against Tapu Koko, one of the guardian deities that watch over the Alola region, several times. And now listening to another human, who claims to be a researcher in Legendary Pokémon, basically telling the entire class and their Pokémon partners nothing but garbage…

Their guest should be grateful that the Mouse didn't unleash a Thunderbolt at them for basically lying to his friends.

"Well...thank you so much for that...erm...presentation." Professor James Kukui, a man in his late thirties to early forties and almost always seen wearing a white baseball cap, said to their guest speaker before leading them out the door. As both Pikachu and Ash watched, the Professor sighed after the door had shut and raised a hand to his head, as if trying to massage a headache. Apparently they weren't the only ones who were annoyed by their guest's presentation.

A moment later the large bell that rested atop the Pokémon School rang, indicating that class time has end for the day. "Alright, class, you all go out and have a great rest of your day. See you tomorrow." Professor Kukui announced, giving everyone a brief smile.

Immediately, both Ash and Pikachu ran out of the classroom, eager to have lunch with their friends and find something that'll help them recover from their lecture.

Minutes later the two sat with their friends as they enjoyed their lunch under the shade of a large oak tree. As he took a bite out of his sandwich, Ash took a moment to gaze at all of his friends and their Pokémon.

First off was his friend Lillian "Lillie" Mohn, a young girl around his age who was mostly seen wearing a white dress and a sun hat on top of her head. She was incredibly knowledgeable in anything and everything Pokémon though for some reason she seemed incredibly fearful of Pokémon. However, thanks to him and their friends, she had slowly been conquering her fear, now able to interact and touch Pikachu and her Alolan Vulpix Snowy. He watched as Lillie took a careful bite out of the food that her butler, Hobbes, made for her, and the white colored Fox Pokémon mimicking her trainer's manners while eating her Pokémon food.

Next, sitting on a small boulder while enjoying some rice balls wrapped in seaweed, was Kiawe Firestone, a dark-skinned young man who was a year older than him and was hardly ever seen wearing a shirt except for special occasions. Despite his somewhat-gruff demeanor, Kiawe was a really good friend who was very knowledgeable about Pokémon battles and Z-moves (something that, before Ash came to Alolan, he didn't even know existed) and actually pretty friendly after getting to know him. Standing next to him, leaning his long neck down to calmly gobble up the Pokémon food in front of him was Kiawe's Tortunator, a Fire/Dragon Pokémon that looked like a cross between a large turtle and a dragon. Despite his intimidating appearance the Blast Turtle Pokémon was just as friendly as his Trainer.

The next person, sitting down on the soft grass, was Mallow Branch, a green-haired youth about Lillie's age with a large rose-pink flower nestled in her green locks of hair. An upbeat and energetic individual, Mallow grew up in her dad's restaurant and learned how to be quite the cook, even becoming the poster girl for their family's restaurant. As she was cheerfully sipping her soup, her Pokémon partner Steenee was also chewing on some fresh daikons that had arrived from Poni Island just the other day.

Then there was Lana Rigel, who choose to sit opposite of Mallow, eating a bag of berries which she shared with her partner Popplio. She was a calm and gentle girl similar to both Mallow's and Lillie's age though she has had her moments where she could be quite the trickster and can weave a tall-tale that would put the heights of the various Alolan Exeggutor to shame. Ash smiled as he recalled the blue-haired girl's stories of how she hooked the Legendary Kyogre or how there was a Lugia living near Melemele Island, honestly believing her at first before she revealed the truth. Sure, the likelihood of anyone managing to hook a giant beast like Kyogre or having spotted a Lugia in way too warmer waters was very small but given his own previous adventures it wasn't impossible.

Last but not least, leaning against the tree, was Sophocles Rai. About the same age as Kiawe, Sophocles was an intelligent individual who possessed a passion for creating inventions that he hoped would one day help both people and Pokémon. Although he may sometimes get too absorbed into his technological activities, Sophocles is very friendly and cares greatly for both his friends and their Pokémon. Ash held back a smirk as, while Sophocles took a large bite out of his burger, his friend's Togedemaru snuck a few fries from her Trainer's lunch bag and began to shove them into her mouth.

"So, Ash," Startled, the Kanto native turned his head towards the source of the voice: Lillie. "What'd you think about the lecture we had today?"

This caught Ash a bit off guard and managed to grab the attention of the rest of the group. The fifteen-year-old Trainer looked down at his partner Pokémon, unsure exactly what to say. However it seemed that his best friend was just as stunned by the question, as it stopped eating his food and gave Ash a frown and a shrug.

Well, he figured that he might as well be honest, though he'll try to be a bit subtle. "Well...it was certainly something." he said.

Kiawe grunted at that response. "That's putting it mildly. That person didn't know what they were talking about at all."

"Really?" Mallow asked, putting her soup down for a moment. "I thought that some of what they said was pretty interesting. I mean, that stuff about Celebi did make a lot of sense."

"Nah," Ash said, quickly correcting his friend. "Celebi may look like a Fairy-type but looks can be deceiving. Take a look at Tortunator"—pointing at Kiawe's partner, who looked up from his meal—"based on his appearance someone might call him a Rock, Ground, or even a Poison-type, but we all know that isn't true at all."

Surprised by Ash's statement, Kiawe nodded. "That's right. Or a Charizard: looking at them, a person who didn't know better would've said that they were a Dragon-type, when really it's a Fire and Flying-type."

"What about that stuff about the Legendaries being born at the same time?" Sophocles asked before taking another bite out of his burger. "Aren't most of them really old?"

"Well, I don't know about most of them," Ash commented, his mind traveling to an instance where he witnessed the hatching of a Legendary Pokémon. "I know during my travels that some new Legendaries were discovered. And you remember when that speaker was talking about Phione and Manaphy?"

"Yeah." Sophocles said.

"Well, while it's not true that Manaphy evolve from Phione, Phione do come from Manaphy."

"No way!" exclaimed Lana, who considered herself a specialist on Water Pokémon. "I didn't even know that. How do you know that?"

"During my travels through Sinnoh, me and my friends, Brock and Dawn, took an underwater sightseeing ride on a submarine and got to see some Phione up close." As he recalled the event to his mind, Ash suddenly turned to his partner and grinned evilly. The Mouse Pokémon began to sweat when he saw his friend's face like that. "Now that I think about it, it was during that time that one of them actually tried to battle Pikachu."

This caught everyone's attention, while the poor Mouse suddenly froze as he also remembered the exact circumstances that lead to that fiasco…

Or more specifically whom.

"Why did a Phione try to battle Pikachu?" It was Mallow who asked the burning question that was now on everyone else's minds. Why would a Legendary Pokémon want to pick a fight with Pikachu? Granted, they knew that the Electric-type has faced Tapu Koko on a few occasions but from Ash's words this time was completely different.

The Electric-type looked at his Trainer and pleaded with his eyes, trying to communicate to his friend not to say anything.

But his pleas fell on deaf ears (and eyes). "Well, one of the Phione saw Dawn's Buneary and was instantly smitten. However, it got jealous when it was clear that Buneary had her focus set on Pikachu." Ash said, a smirk clear on his face. He knew that his best friend would probably get back at him for this when he would least expect it but he figured it was worth it. After all, the mental image of Pikachu standing there, shocked by his Trainer's admittance, with his jaw hanging out and a large sweat drop forming on the right side of his face was priceless.

"What?!" exclaimed the humans, now looking at the yellow mouse with disbelieve.

Pikachu began sweating like crazy, rubbing the back of his head, and trying not to look at any of the humans or Pokémon now looking at him. The situation didn't get better when the females began cooing and gushing at how cute it was that he had a "girlfriend". How many times do I have to say it, the Electric-type thought. She's not my girlfriend! As he tried to recover, he shot a look at Ash that basically told him that he'll have his revenge.

After all, unlike Ash, he's not entirely dense when it comes to females—whether it be Pokémon or human. And he definitely noticed the way several female humans, especially their female traveling companions, acted around his Trainer. Perhaps next time I see Team Rocket's Meowth I'll get him to translate for me. Then we'll see how you like having the shoe on the other foot, Ash.

As everyone's minds were finally shifting from the weird lecture, Ash released a happy sigh and looked up in the sky. Although he would never admit it, while traveling around the world, battling Gym Leaders, and occasionally helping the Legendary Pokémon of the world was both exciting and fun, he actually enjoyed the relative peace and quiet that seemed to surround the entire region. For once, he and Pikachu were not really in a hurry, content for the moment to just relax amongst his friends and Pokémon. Oh sure, he knew that that it wasn't forever—after all he wouldn't become the Greatest Pokémon Master in the world if he acted like Arnold Alder, the eccentric Champion of the Unova League who seemed to prefer flirting with every girl he considered attractive and sleeping during a Pokémon battle—but for the moment he was fine with taking a break from his journey and hang out with his friends and their Pokémon.

It was at that moment, as the entire gang began to get back to their lunches, that both Ash and Pikachu suddenly felt a strong breeze brush by them and a tingle roll up their spines.

"Are you two okay?" Lillie asked, noticing that both Ash and Pikachu suddenly began shivering. "You not catching a cold are you?"

"We're fine," Ash said, trying to allay his friend's worries. He could already feel the shivers beginning to disappear. Looking down at his partner he asked, "Right buddy?"

"Pika." the Electric-type nodded his head, also feeling the tingling along his spine disappearing.

Lillie contemplated this for a moment before shrugging her shoulders and resumed eating her meal. However, she missed the shared look between both Ash and Pikachu, both of them wondering the same thing:

What was that?


Meanwhile…

The calm beaches just outside of Hau'oli City were usually pretty serene during the mid-afternoon, as the majority of people would often head home in preparation for the evening. This meant that, outside of some Water Pokémon like Krabby, Clauncher, Pyukumuku, or the occasional Sandygast or Wimpod, the area was usually quiet and undisturbed.

However, this was not a usual day at the beach.

A lone Wimpod wondered on the beach, searching for a small cave or crevice to make shelter for the upcoming night, when he noticed something laying less than a foot from where the waves splashed against the sand. Approaching slowly, it took the Turn Tail Pokémon a moment before realizing that it was actually a small Pokémon laying face down in the sands. Quickly making its way over to the Pokémon, the Water and Bug-type quickly checked it over for any injuries and was relieved to find none, though the Pokémon was out cold and it seemed that it wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

It was a strange Pokémon, in the Wimpod's opinion. Several of its features were similar to that of a Lycanroc that it's seen hanging around, though this Pokémon's fur was blue rather than that Lycanroc's golden fur. Its legs and torso were black, a blue tail that angled a bit at the end, and seemed to have a yellow collar. Rounded bumps covered the backs of its forepaws and two black appendages hung from its head. Judging by the it's paws and legs this Pokémon seemed to be some sort of Fighting-type.

Suddenly the Wimpod heard the creature moan. Jumping back slightly, the Water and Bug-type watched as the strange Pokémon lifted its head out of the sand. Now that its face was no longer facing down, the Turn Tail Pokémon noticed that it had more black fur covering its eyes and the top of its nose. Edging slightly closer, the Wimpod look up at the Pokémon's face when it suddenly opened its eyes revealing dark red orbs.

For a moment neither Pokémon moved and just stared at each other. However, the blue canine decided break the silence and gently greeted the Wimpod. "Ri-Riolu."

The Wimpod, acting on pure instinct, immediately took off away from the strange Pokémon. It raced across the beach until it found shelter underneath a pile of rocks, never looking back at the blue canine.

Riolu stayed where he was, ultimately confused by the Water and Bug-type's behavior before getting up and shaking his fur until all the sand and sea water was off. Once he was satisfied that his fur was clean and dry, the Emanation Pokémon lifted his right paw and a small sphere of Aura began to appear and his appendages began to rise up. Closing his eyes, he focused his Aura before he began to sense his surroundings. As he examined his surroundings through his Aura, Riolu suddenly sensed two particular Aura signatures and focused on them. After a few seconds the small, canine Pokémon opened his eyes and grinned.

Wasting no time, the small, blue canine began running in the direction of the two signatures.


Hey guys, long time no see. I'm sorry for the long hiatus but I've been pretty busy with college that I've been mostly focusing my energy on it. Though now, having graduated, I am now going to try and get back into the swing of things and write-both on FanFiction and in the real world. Though I can't guarantee that I'll be updating weekly or monthly like some writers, I'll try and post as soon as I can.

Also, if anyone is asking me about my other submissions, I don't know when I'll start writing new chapters for them. Probably won't be for a while as I start getting back to writing on FanFiction. Still, I'll try and see if I can start updating my other stories on here-emphasis on try.

Thank you all and I hope you all have a wonderful night.

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