New Game[PG-13]

Shierk stared around him. He was surrounded by everything, and nothing all at the same time. This thought scared him, and he gulped carefully as he tried to move himself around. It was like moving through quicksand while his body was weighed down with lead. "Urgh. W-Where am I?" Shierk asked as he continued struggling to move.

Shierk wasn't expecting it, so he was shocked when a voice replied to his. The voice was scratchy, and he couldn't tell If it was male or female. "Hello young officer. It is.....nice to see you." Shierk looked around him in confusion, his voice was shaky as he said "W-Who's here?" "Technically I am not there, nor am I anywhere, as is you." Shierk looked even more confused as he said "I don't get it..who are you? What is this place?" "You know who I am. I know who you are. Shierk." The voice said his name as if savoring it. "I have many things to...show you. First.. Your friend. Kreel I believe he was called. Watch young one, as I show you my power."

The scene around Shierk shifted, And he was at a place he had never seen before. There were large dark hallways, in a deep shade of gray. A large sign above him said 'Wel o e To P k r z! It was obvious that some of the letters were damaged, but he couldn't make out what they used to be. Shierk slowly spun around to see what was behind him and he gasped. "Kreel!" he shouted. But the small squirtle didn't hear him. It was as if he wasn't there. Next to the squirtle was a large Blastoise, male. He was standing in a defensive stance with Kreel holding the same stance next to him. The Blastoise tenseed, almost as if it could see something Shierk couldn't. The Blastoise began to speak. "Stop ." The Blastoise's voice disappeared, for a moment, but Shierk could still see his mouth moving. The Blastoise continued, aiming the two cannons on his back at something Shierk could not see. "Back down now!" At once, a darkness enveloped everything, and a sense of foreboding grew in his stomach. Just before the darkness subsided, Shierk heard a scream of pain. When the darkness disappeared, Shierk had his eyes screwed shut, afraid to look at the scene that lay before him. But some force pried them open, and tears began to fall. on the floors in front of him were two empty shells. They were simple reminders, of the terror that had occurred.
Shierk turned away from the scene and he spoke again."No! Kreel!" Shierk knelt on the ground and wept into his claws, until he no longer could. He once again stood, with a look of anger on his face. "Are you Darkrai, or are you my subconciousness?" "I will leave that to you to decide. I could be your subconciousness, as you feared that something like this had happened to your friend. But I could also be Darkrai. Now how about a change of scene? Up next...." Shierk grimaced as the scene began to change.

"Your father." Shierk let out a small gasp as the scene began to change again. Shierk was now standing in a dark alley with trash thrown about everywhere. there were small weeds poking up through the cement, and in the center of it all were two figures.Shierk whimpered as he saw his father, a large Electabuzz with slightly grayed hair. The figure accross from him was a Large pink weavile, with a Golden Headdress.

Shierk whimpered again as he heard his father's voice. "Weavile! Turn yourself in now! Don't make me fight you!" The Weavile just smiled, and beckoned The electabuzz with its claws. The Electabuzz snarled at the weavile and said "You will regret this!" The Electabuzz held its hands a foot apart as a ball of energy began to form, building off of the electricity coming from his fingers. As the Electabuzz started to direct its energy at the weavile, The Weavile struck. Shierk couldn't see the attack, but he saw the result. Shierk watched the events in slow motion, as his father fell to the ground, his energy dissipating. Shierk watched The Weavile smirk, and saw him walk away, leaving Shierk's wounded father to die. All Shierk could do was weep.

"So. Are you ready for the next one Shierk? Or do you want to watch your dying father some more?" "Shierk's eyes narrowed, his fist clenched and he yelled at the voice furiously. "HOW DARE YOU! I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! I JUST WANT TO LEAVE!" The voice paused. "No. I have more events to show you. On to the next one. You will like it I think."

Shierk was numb as the scene changed again, but he was shocked when he saw what was happening within it. He was back to everything and nothingness. Shierk looked at the scene in front of him, eyes wide. Fifty yards away there were two pokemon. An Arcanine, female. Her fur was matted, and some spots of it were sodden with a dark liquid. She was obviously in pain. Shierk didn't understand the pont of her until he saw her back leg, more importantly the anklet around it. "Rani." Shierk gasped and then looked at the pokemon next to her. It was an Electivire. Its tails were poised around Rani menacingly, blue tips crackling with energy. The Electivire touched the tails to Rani and she Screamed. Her voice was beautiful-more beautiful than he could ever imagine- but she was in pain. Horrible pain. Shierk began running Towards her as he screamed "R-R-RAAAANNIIII!!!" As he was running, Shierk noticed something. The Electivire had an X shaped scar between its eyes.

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*In the Real world*(Starting from the beginning of his nightmare.)
Almost immeadiately after Shierk had fallen asleep, he began to toss and turn. At one point he screamed "Kreel!" out to everyone nearby who could hear him. Tears began to flow from his eyes as he slept, he whimpered several times as the tears grew worse. in a final moment, His sleeping self yelled "R-R-RAAANIIII!!!"

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Shierk continued to run towards the two pokmon when everything shifted. It was almost a flicker really, The everything nothingness flickered between places he'd never seen. A large crater, an Isle with a large high security building on it, and a few more random areas. The two pokemon were stillthere, but one of them shifted too. The Arcanine-Rani shifted into a magnificent Ninetales, but she too was injured just as Rani had been, and she was in pain as well. The Ninetales flickered to Rani and back. In between flickerings, Shierk noticed that the ninetales had white streaks in her tails.

In the real world, Shierk whispered "Rokan."

The sudden flickering caused Shierk to falter for a moment, but he continued running towards the Electivire a moment afterwards. When he was within 10 feet of the Electivire, The quicksand speed came back to him. Shierk attempted to use a quick attack, but he barely got enough momentum to hit the Electivire. The small attack knocked The Electivire back and inch, just enough to get the tails to disconnect from Rani/Rokan. They collapsed to the ground and vanished instantly, bringing Shierk instant relief. The voice rang again "Good job Shierk, but you will need to do better than that!" Two shadows came out from underneath the Electivire, and they began to form 3D sillohuettes. Shierk was now surrounded by Electivire, Weavile, and Bellsprout. All at once, Shierk was hit by Thunder punch, Night slash, and Razor leaf. Shierk screamed in pain and said "need help."

In the real world, Shierk's sleeping body grabbed Rokan's arm weakly and said the same thing.

Shierk forced himself to his feet as he looked around himself at his new foes. His two enemies and himself. At the moment he was alone. He began to fight, starting off with a three-way thundershock. It was a bad idea. The "Kreep" took the hit, barely wincing as he did so. It did a little better on the Weavile, as it flinched slightly. The worst one was the Electivire. The thundershock hit its body, and was absorbed. The Electivire started hopping from foot to foot, the electric attack activating its Motor drive and speeding it up. The three attacked him again, and his body spazzed, in this world and the real world.

Shierk coughed as he felt a warmth on his chest. He looked down at it, expecting it to be his own blood, but instead it was a small ball of fire. Stangely, it didn't burn him, and it began to spread all around his fur, coating his body in a thin layer of flame. Some of the quick sand slowness seemed to melt away, and he felt more powerful. As he looked up at the three pokemon around him, he noticed another pokemon outside of the ring. It was Rokan, She flickered freely from Vulpix to ninetales, with a worried look on her face. Shierk tore his gaze from her, and back into the battle.

Shierk felt a tightening sensation on his prongs and he began charging a thundershock, which had a small bit of fire mixed in. Shierk launched the Attack at The Bellsprout and the weavile, and watched as two intertwined beams of lightning and fire hit the two pokemon, causing them to disintigrate into dust. Shierk hadn't been paying attention to Electivire however and he was hit in the side by the most powerful thunder punch yet. Again he Spazzed in both worlds, and he gasped out, "Need....More..."

Shierk was collapsed on the floor with the Electivire walking closer and closer towards him. When Shierk realized that he was probably never going to see Rani or Rokan again, he whispered their names, and conjured up a mental picture of both of them. As Shierk finished his final goodbyes, he felt water hit his fur, which resulted in a large spark jetting off of his body in some random direction. Again he felt as if he were being recharged. Shierk stood up, and looked at his foe, but more importantly at the poke'mon behind her. Rani stood there, freely shifting from Growlithe to Arcanine. Shierk locked eyes with her and he heard "Wake up it's not real. Whatever you're seeing it's not real!"

Shierk took a step back. "What was that? Was that from this world, or the other one?" Shierk looked back at the Electivire that was just watching him, almost warily. Shierk looked at Rokan, and then at Rani, and felt the fire on his fur grow larger. All of the Quicksand melted away, and Shierk began running towards the electivire. He leaped towards it, and prepared to punch, with his fist covered in flame. Motor Drive was still in effect, and the Electivire easily dodged it. Shierk grimaced he could not land a hit unless someone helped him. The voice, which had been silent for a while said, "You will need the help of others to defeat yourself." Then something Shifted. It was as if Rani and Rokan were breathing chains of fire that tied down the Electivire, so Shierk could land a hit. Shierk noticed that The Electivire was on its knees so that it was level with Shierk. Shierk pulled back his flaming arm as he charged towards the Electivire. Shierk timed the hit perfectly, and The Electivire burst into flames, and the dream disintigrated.

In the Real world, Shierk's eyes flew open without warning. He pulled himself to a standing position and smiled at Rani and Rokan, before he collapsed of exhaustion.

It had to be a dream, a nightmare. What else could it be? But there was no waking up from a slight pinch or prick on her fur. It was a nightmare, but there was no waking up from it – it was reality, and so hard, if she even tried, the gentle Alana would never forget this. Why had Mother Moon not warned them of this? Was this a test? Was Mother Moon even looking after her parent before and as they dyed? The thoughts swam deafeningly in her head and her world seemed to spin around her. The tears streaming down her face stained her tan and white fur, as well as the black fur of her sister. Alana's voice was harsh from the mournful weeping, and even from the dry and aching feeling that grew in her throat, she didn't stop.

But just as a song drifted past her ears, did she open her blood-shot eyes. Standing just beside the remains was Kokutan and his muzzle was lifted towards the sky, a loud howl filled with agony and mourning flowing through the air. And when Alexander joined in with the song, the gentle daughter's lips quivered. Still pressed into Mercury's fur, the gentle Alphess lifted her muzzle up and joined in with the beautiful, mournful cry. Her voice was still harsh and cracked from her weeping, but that didn't stop her.

Mother Moon, please watch over mother and father, Alana thought to herself as she howled with her brother and uncle. And somehow, she thought she could hear two more voices in the winds as a cold but welcoming breeze tangled in her fur – the all-too familiar voices of her parents. Were her ears deceiving her?

As the wind dyed and as their song came to an end, so did the voices that only Alana seemed to have heard. Were her parents watching over her next to Mother Moon? Yes, that must be it. Father and Mother will always be there for us, even if they were away from their children in body.

"If my sisters are not up to it, I will take on the task of informing the pack. But only if they wish it," spoke Alexander. But through her blood-shot eyes, Alana looked at her brother, and shook her head.

"No, we should all tell the pack," Alana said, a painful smile crossing her lips slightly. "Mother and father would want us all to." Once again, the gentle alphess pressed slightly into her sister's dark fur, her weeping slowly calming.

It felt like a voice was talking in her head and, oh, how it reminded her of her mother, 'Oh, don't cry my sweet Alana, don't cry.'

And then Alana noticed as Kokutan turned to leave. "If you need me...I'm here for you."

"Thank you, uncle," Alana whispered. For not only that, but bringing our parents back to us. And with that… as the moon slowly began to make its final half-journey in the sky, she huddled with her siblings next to their parents' bones.

They weren't with them in body… but they'd always be with them in mind and soul.

As the P.A system announced the arrival at New Bark Town, Dan stood up from his chair on the rickety raft that they called a boat. It had been a while since he saw the luxury hallways of the S.S Anne, Aqua and other cruises ships he had sailed on countless times as a league champion. He looked out at New Bark Town, it was like looking onto a movie set of a horror movie, the buildings laid in ruins and the grass dead. All that remained was the lab and it was heavily armor and equipped with weapons, next to the lab was a dead Rattata.

Dan remembered how beautiful it used to be before the war consumed it. He wished the Pokémon storage system wasn't down or he would just fly directly to mew and stop this war. He remembered that fateful day when the Kanto Pokémon storage system was attacked. He was enjoying the 4th day of the summer break from the indigo league. He had just deposited his Pokémon 2 days ago when a new report saying the Kanto-Johto servers were disconnected from the mainframe as a result of a Pokémon attack. The news reporters assured that the Pokémon were safe but it would be impossible to withdraw them. Even though the system had been rebooted it still hasn't been connected to the mainframe.

"Oh well." Dan said as he approached the Lab. He knocked a loud strong knock and heard footsteps approaching. Cold war-harden eyes meet Dan's and a stereotype voice asked "You one of the trainers?"

"Yes," Dan replied in a trust me I pack a punch sort of tone. The next thing Dan knew he was pulled into the lab and the strange man began to talk.

"You'll be winging it solo, it give the Pokémon less of a chance to attack. The Pokémon here are like the rest of the world but even more vicious and fearful. If just one of them gets you down you'll have a thin chance for survival. Ah here we are," he said as they came to another steel door. "Here you'll get your weapon, equipment, and some more information. Well I'll see you later," he said as he walked away.

"Hello there!" said a kind faced man who sat in the lab. Out of his drawer he pulled out a pitch black belt with multiple odds and ends. "There's a dagger incase of danger before you catch your first Pokémon. There's also a canteen, a compass, a GPS among other things." As the professor said this Dan replaced his belt with the new one.

" I'll take that" said the professor as he put it in a locker with Dan's name on it. "If I get anything for you I'll put it in this locker. Now please choose a weapon for self defense."
Dan kindly rejected.

"No? Well no matter here take this." The professor hands you a small silver device that looks exactly like a watch, except that it's made of various metals and other tough materials. "This is the new pokédex we have been working on. It also functions as a poketch. Well this look like everything, have luck on your journey. Bye."

Dan walk out of the lab and discarded everything the professor snuck in his bag. He broke the tamer ball in half and threw each peace in a different direction and replaced it with a pokéball he found laying around his house. When he was done he picked up his pack and walked towards route 29.

Toby groaned loudly. An exaggeration of course, but hitting the ground after being swept off your feet by a bolt of lightning can be quite painful. He slowly inspected his body for any kind of blemishes. Hands had a little skin taken off them. His knees were okay, the pants took the damage with a small tear. His butt was fine, just sore. Back, okay. Face wasn't bleeding as far as he could tell. His Pokémon were safe inside their PokéBalls. The family jewels? Unharmed. Awesome.

Still, he felt funny, like something wasn't right in his head. Something was... different?

"Well," he coughed and cleared his throat, "that was fun." The probation officer made a grunting noise and waved her hand about. Her Mightyena was already on its feet and trying to help its master up.

"Is everyone alright?" she spluttered out, lifting herself up.

"Oh yeah, fine," Toby slowly got up, dusting himself off. "Stellar. Nothing like getting struck by lightning."

"You didn't get struck, you would have died. It obviously hit very close and the force knocked us back," the probation officer also stood up, shaking her head at Toby. Toby shrugged his shoulders. Like she had any idea what she was saying.

"Whatever, but this is obviously the gods telling us that this community service is a load of crap and to get on with our daily lives!" Toby nodded and clapped his hands together. It made perfect sense. The probation officer shook her head disapprovingly.

"Yeah, no, I don't think so. I think we should call it a day today. We'll meet back here tomorrow and finish what we started. Dismissed," and with that, she turned around and walked in the opposite direction towards what Toby presumed was a bar. No sane person would go home to sleep after this. Although Toby's definition of sane was a little warped. Just a little.

"See you later, kiddies," Toby didn't wait for any other of the team to get up or even move. With a small wave, he walked as fast as he could out of Route 6 and towards the PokéCentre of Saffron City.