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[Pokémon] The Resurrection's Beginning and Apocalyptic Dawn

Awe, you poor girl. :( Having only two reviewers must not be helping a lot, no? Don't worry, I came to the rescue! [/shot]

I admit; I have not finished reading all the chapters. I'm still on the 4th one.

The storyline is better than I had hoped, for I was appalled at how much was written. There a couple of grammatical and punctuational errors, but I guess that it'll slide. I've encountered one or two typos, unfortunately.
 
A/N: Thanks goes to nokyo-chan for letting me use her description of Darkrai's human-ized form, and to winterfell for having the time on Messenger to think up the name of Ires for Josephine's female Weavile.

Arc 2: The Hunt Commences

Chapter 11: Strike Fear into TR's Heart

Sunyshore City, the Mercurias' Royal Citadel...

"It's been quite a while since we've stepped onto Kantonian soil..." Arthur trailed off; his usual light-hearted attitude now replaced by a hardened heart.

"Won't it be six months?" Damien questioned brusquely. The black-haired fifteen-year-old would, along with his sister, accompany Josephine, Arthur, Rachel and Katie back to Kanto from their business trip in Sinnoh.

Rachel's face darkened. Despite the fact that she had fallen for Damien, she did not like the fact that her lover kept bringing up the past, however indirectly. "Leave it, Damien." She looked over at Josephine, only to find that her best friend's face had not changed from the deep scowl it had become since they'd entered the Mercurias' castle. "Jose?" she tentatively asked.

Sighing deeply and clearing her mind of troublesome thoughts, the redhead — who was preparing to turn fifteen — faced the violet-haired teen. "When we go back," she addressed the others, "it will be to a Team Rocket-controlled Kanto. We must be prepared to wipe them out one by one. I'm going to emphasize that none of us will be even laying a finger on Nighthawk. Why? I've spoken with our Chosen Legendaries and they said one of them will exact revenge on him. I can't say which one it is, as that would be giving away the surprise."

It was here that she stopped talking and shared a wink with Desmond, Darkrai's human-ized form. He was fantastically taller than Rachel was. White shaggy bangs hung down over his right eye, obscuring it completely, and his skin was pale. His visible eye was quite shocking — he appeared to have no pupil, and his iris was white, but a brilliant robin's-egg blue surrounded it.

He wore a long coat that ended in tattered strips of gauzy material that seemed to shift around his legs in a nonexistent breeze, and the same material hung from the backs of his shoulders, extending further than his black-gloved hands. The collar of his coat was red, with red spike-like things jutting up from it and ending somewhere near his jaw — his hood hung halfway down his back and stirred in the same breeze the rest of his coat did. What he was wearing beneath the coat, Rachel couldn't tell; it was closed over his skinny body.

Fortunately, no-one else saw the unspoken communication between Josephine and Darkrai just then and everyone agreed that the redhead spoke the truth. Nighthawk was just far too powerful.

"Anyway," Katie spoke up. "We need to head out to the Oceania. It's waiting to take us back to Kanto."

Even in the silence that followed, the brunette with blonde foils sensed that everyone was thinking of their return and how their families would feel.

*****

Later that day...
Saffron City, Pokémon Centre

"Mr. Harris?" A young woman placed a cup of tea down on the table for the formerly disabled man.

"Just Charles please. Thanks," he answered and motioned to the liquid in the mug. "Your name was...?"

Channeler Rosevale or Serenity, as she liked to be called, studied the previously wheelchair-bound man. She couldn't understand how this person could be so calm for someone who had lost their child for six months. Serenity found herself comparing herself to the older man. Rosevale was a twenty-seven year old woman with the responsibility of being the acting Gym Leader if anything were to befall Sabrina.

Even comparing their eyes, she found a vast difference. Though Serenity's were as black as the night, hers had the sense of a warm and caring woman. However, Charles' blue eyes were hard and calculating. Serenity lacked the callous look in her expression. Just being around him made her feel uneasy — like that time she had been tricked by her brother's friend. She mentally cringed at the thought.

Serenity, however, was entirely different for that matter. She was, and had always been, true to the code she pledged her life to. Her messy black hair was tied loosely in a ponytail, soft black eyes, and a genuine smile made her a hard person to hate. She was shorter, more maturely built, with no wrinkles under her eyes to show the difference in age. The difference in maturity was also there. The Channeler wore a one piece bone coloured dress with lavender and black hues imprinted on it, while her feet were protected by slip-on sandshoes.

"Serenity Rosevale, Channeler of the Saffron Gym, at your service." She replied.

Nodding his head in acknowledgement, Charles went on to explain why he was now out of his wheelchair; it was clearly an issue that many people had questioned him about. It had all started six months ago, on the exact day Josephine and her friends had left for the Sinnoh region. The Saffron City Hospital had rung the Harris residence, and Charles was the one who picked the phone up. A leading doctor said they had perfected a new treatment which would completely heal his body; it was as if the accident had never happened. After hurriedly talking in an undertone to Fiona, Charles agreed to participate in the Hospital's plan.

Time passed slowly and, at first, it seemed like nothing was happening. But as two months approached, Charles began to get the movement in his legs back. Overjoyed, he still knew he had to take it slowly and started little tests like being able to rise from his wheelchair and moving a couple of steps. By the time the six month trial period was up, he had regained full use of his legs and put his wheelchair in storage. He couldn't wait to show his daughter how much he'd changed in the six months she'd been gone.

"Charles, Natalie! They're here," Fiona's voice interrupted the conversation.

"I guess we can ask her," Natalie responded, a bit pleased as she came over to her father.

Charles finished his tea and placed the mug firmly on the table. He stood up. The only clear difference from him in the six months was his hair. He now had it at shoulder-length. But when business called, he came. The Harris "lord", for want of a word, brushed small particles of dust from his white formal shirt and fixed his black leather jacket. Charles seemed to be pleased at meeting the guests.

"Fiona, where are we supposed to meet them?"

"The Trainers' Hall; Nurse Joy prepared a meal."

"Okay, let's not be late," Natalie put in.

Fiona nodded and used the escalators to reach the upper floor subsequently. Charles fiddled with the mug briefly, before nodding to his youngest daughter. Natalie immediately stood to attention, but her father laughed and told her to be at ease. They went upstairs, with Charles once again nodding his thanks to Serenity.

*****

The Pokémon Centre's Trainers' Hall...

"The Chosen have returned!" A former guard from the now abandoned Saffron Castle announced their arrival. Upon receiving Arthur's letter from Sinnoh, which warned them that their ruler — Queen Eleanor — was a traitor who had worked for Team Rocket all along, the guards and sentries had bustled Princess Victoria out of the citadel immediately.

Now, with Josephine's family, Misty, Lt. Surge and Sabrina, the guards, sentries and the Princess were stunned into silence at how much the teenagers had changed in the period of time that they had been away.

"Scarlet Death, Aquamarine Flame, Steel Wildfire and Shadowheart." The guard quoted their self-styled aliases.

"Roberto..." Arthur started, trailing off deliberately. The prince gave the other man a meaningful look.

With the guard's name now revealed, Roberto coughed pointedly and hastily fixed his mistake. "Josephine Harris, Rachel Savina, Katie Emerson and Damien Shadowlore. With them is Damien's sister, Liana."

The people in the gathering looked decidedly pale at the teens' appearances. Josephine and the others were noticeably leaner, with toned bodies and tough-looking Pokémon stood by their trainers' sides.

Scarlet Death, otherwise known as Josephine, was situated beside Arthur with her fully evolved team sitting or standing around her. Riley, Juri, Breona and Wisteria were now joined by Ires and Diego — a female Weavile and male Dusknoir respectively, both of whom Josephine had managed to capture in the last month before she left Sinnoh.

Rachel stood quietly beside Damien and Liana, with Rachel and Damien's Pokémon crowding around them. Laverne had since evolved into a weird mix of Arcanine and Suicune, and the lavender-haired girl's team was thus complete with Maverick, Persi the Persian and Tempest, an outcast Lapras, whom Rachel had befriended. She also had a Tyranitar, whom she'd nicknamed Tyria.

Damien's team consisted of Houndoom and Gallade, his two main stayers, as well as Empoleon, Rampardos, Lucario and Jolteon. Houndoom, nicknamed Scarface because of the massive mangled scar that ran along from the top of the right side of his head to the bottom of the left side of his jaw, was a violent and unpredictable creature of the night. Bronco and Brooklyn — the Rampardos and Lucario respectively — were the only ones able to reason with Scarface when he ended up in one of his moods.

Kyga, Nightfall, Sinuous, Dazzle, Amethyst and Fortsect formed a protective wall around their mistress, Katie. The Firtah, Honchkrow, Floatzel, shiny Electivire, Espeon and Scizor were intensely loyal to the Pharaohonian-born Johton trainer. Nightfall was still his usual cheeky self, and Katie admired that the Dark and Flying type bird loved playing games with her.

"Josephine is Scarlet Death...?" Fiona breathed in disbelief.

Josephine with Arthur by her side continued further into the spacious area known as the Trainers' Hall. The room itself gave a reminder as to demand respect from Josephine in her expectations of Saffron. Arthur's girlfriend couldn't tell at the moment what the city was like outside, because they had all been bustled inside after arriving back from Sinnoh, with no chance to view anything. The only people in the room she didn't know were the guards, sentries and Princess Victoria.

Her mind locked onto all of the familiar faces in the crowd; her parents, Natalie, Lt. Surge, Misty and Sabrina. Her lip curled to make a smirk. Natalie studied Josephine from the spot behind her father's back. She didn't like that smirk her sister had on her face, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling. Charles looked back at his youngest daughter from the corner of his eye. He honestly expected her to be much happier and additionally tons more animated than what she was. He assumed it to be nerves.

Josephine paced the boundary of the room studying everyone she knew and those she didn't. She approached her father first; it was the least she could do now that he'd healed. He was standing upright now, so the redhead quickly assumed that he was okay. The teen gave him a loose hug before Charles spoke.

"Jose! You're Scarlet Death?" he asked.

"I suppose I am," Josephine's eyes darkened. "I'm glad to see that Team Rocket didn't get to any of you. I left before I could see you recover, dad." Josephine tried to muster up enough emotion to make her statement convincing.

"It's fine. I'm just shocked that you are Scarlet Death. I thought you wouldn't become a mercenary."

"Was that an insult?" Josephine fiddled with her crimson hair, which was now at her neckline. "Militaristic as ever, dad."

Charles laughed. "You know I try."

Natalie found herself analyzing her sister's voice pattern now. The hyperness had dissolved from Josephine's voice leaving a rather husky sounding remnant of the nearly fifteen-year-old's former impatient, yet kind, caring and hyper tone. She couldn't explain it, nor could she come to terms if she liked it or not. But one thing was for sure, it sent chills down her spine when her older sister spoke.

Josephine continued her way down the row, Arthur followed not too far behind in introducing himself. For some reason, Natalie wanted her sister to stay further up the room. She wanted to examine her more. But her time for this assessment was quickly winding down with the teen's progress now to Misty who was positioned in the middle of the room.

"Misty," Josephine's eyes lowered to the slightly older teenager.

"Josephine, you have grown," Misty stated.

"I haven't noticed." Josephine looked away.

"You really have. You've toughened up. What did you do in Sinnoh?" Misty said jokingly.

"I've been exercising for obvious reasons."

"Do you want to tell her the time that you and Riley took down a Hippowdon?" Arthur questioned, smirking.

"You had to bring that up... didn't you?" Josephine stared at her lover.

"Should I tell them that you and Riley did it single-handedly?" the Prince's smiled broadened.

"I did what was required. At that point, it was freezing a Hippowdon. It was causing a massive sandstorm and I didn't want to kill it, so Riley and I froze it using Riley's Ice Fang, which is her personal favourite."

Everybody's mouth in the room dropped. Natalie could have sworn she could have heard her jaw shatter on the tiled floor. Lt. Surge dropped the mug of coffee he was drinking, and when it processed through his mind he was forced to kneel down to pick up the pieces. Misty helped Lt. Surge out considering she needed to think about what was just said.

She went from the death of Paul to freezing Hippowdon in six months.... jeez... The Vermillion City Gym Leader thought.

My god. What training did they go through? Misty pondered, picking up the shards of the earthenware mug.

What the hell happened in Sinnoh? Should I go back there? Charles mulled over his questions.

Josephine glared at Arthur for a couple minutes. She didn't really want to brag about it. The redhead had done it because it needed to be done. Canalave would have been engulfed in sand if she hadn't. All she wanted to do was to protect those people, so it was a good thing she didn't mention how rogue Team Rocket separatists were involved there now that Galactic had moved on. She had to teach them a lesson in pain for that. It was blood on the riverbank that day.

"So how did you get your alias?" Lt. Surge asked, picking up the remaining pieces of the mug.

"I knew that was coming..." Arthur stated, helping Misty and Lt. Surge up.

Josephine thought back to the conversation started by the new Sinnohian queen, she who was head of the Mercurias'. What should she tell them? But before she could speak, Arthur took the initiative and charged ahead.

"The new queen stated that Josephine's scarlet coloured hair reminded her of the meteor that destroyed Snowpoint and that she would be the death of all evil."

"Never mind this." The teen found all of this small talk irrelevant. "I'm just glad that I'm back." Josephine finally stared at her younger sister, who hadn't said anything directly to her since the older sibling entered the room.

She finally made it to Natalie and her mother at the other side of the room. The teen wasn't smiling properly; she had lost the ability to do so. Josephine extended her hand and her mother took it. Fiona looked down to see that her hand was being squeezed harder than normal due to her daughter's increased strength.

"What a firm handshake," the pale red-haired woman said, looking at the grasp on her fingertips.

"Thanks..." Josephine answered blankly, releasing the hold.

"Do you want to catch up with Nat?" Fiona said suddenly, throwing the words in her face.

Before the nearly fifteen-year-old could reply, it seemed as though Natalie had found her voice at last. "I challenge you to a battle, Josephine."

Lt. Surge and Sabrina looked at each other. "I guess the meeting's finished then..." the raven-haired young woman whispered in the older man's ear.

The Electric type Gym Leader could only nod in reply as his eyes analyzed Josephine's movements and reaction.

Selecting a sphere off her belt, Josephine looked at her younger sister. "I accept," were the only words she uttered.

"Okay, okay — let's take this outside," Arthur raised his voice. Natalie and Josephine hurried outside, followed by Arthur, Rachel, Damien, Liana and Katie. The other five trainers watched as Natalie picked a ball from her belt and faced off against her older sister. As the Charmeleon burst free of the ten-year-old's sphere and Diego, the Dusknoir, from Josephine's containment device, the tension rose.

*****

Back in the Trainers' Hall, movement attracted the attention of Lt. Surge and Misty. The first figure, a man, slid the hood of his cloak off his head. In his late forties, he was behind those shadows. His hair was shoulder length that flowed effortlessly from white to violet. His skin was almost an inhuman pale, accompanied with crimson coloured eyes, which made him appear more than just a human. Lt. Surge could see the tattoos that almost appeared like tiger-stripes on his complexion.

A middle-aged lady stood beside her companion. Her lavender hair bounced as she finished stepping forward. Her pale azure skin contrasted with her violet, with white diamond, coloured dress. Yet with all of her splendour, she appeared to be dangerous with the shape of a cobalt crystal on her forehead. Misty gazed at her with awe etched on her face.

Lt. Surge wasn't one to beat around the bush. "Who are the two of you?" he barked.

"Rayne Stormcloud, at your service," the man introduced himself.

"And I'm Soren Galeforce," the woman added.

"How did you get in here?" The Electric type Leader questioned roughly.

"We used the door," Soren answered. "But that's enough of that," she continued, shrugging off the question. "We're here because you two, as well as one other, need to help them." Here, she jerked her head in the direction of the Chosen and their partners.

"They spent six months in Sinnoh!" Surge raised his voice, only just becoming aware that nobody else could hear their conversation. "What more help could they possibly need?"

"They won't be able to eradicate all of the evil by themselves," Rayne cryptically replied. Before the two Gym Leaders could speak any further, Rayne and Soren lunged at them like lightning bolts, thrust their hands on the Leaders' limbs and marked them as Chosen, forcing them into a "till death do us part" bond.

Rayne faded into the shadows of the room, as Soren sent a message back to the Leaders. "The bond works in more ways than one. If you don't help them, you will die. It is your choice." And with that, she disappeared as well.

Lt. Surge and Misty glanced down at their right hands to see the glowing outlines of an azure Suicune and an electric yellow Raikou. They then stared at each other. "We're in this together, I guess," Misty stated the obvious.

*****

In front of the Pokémon Centre, Josephine had withdrawn Diego with the conclusion of the battle being in her favour. The red-haired teen was about to step forward and congratulate her younger sister on a battle well-fought, but Natalie turned and stormed off.

"..." Josephine was stunned into silence as she turned to Arthur.

Arthur shrugged, equally confused. Nevertheless, all of the teenagers ran after the ten-year-old, still well aware that Saffron was in the stranglehold of Team Rocket. A few moments later, they found her... in the grip of a Rocket grunt, with the criminal holding a gun to her head. The Prince threw out his arms, stopping the others in their tracks.

He turned back slightly to see his lover whispering something to Diego, her Dusknoir. The Ghost type nodded in agreement and pressed his hand to his trainer's forehead. With Diego muttering something creepy, his mind merged with Josephine's and the two spiritually entered the Rocket grunt's body. Their aim was to kill him quickly, for even thinking of endangering Natalie's life.

All while the duo were in his body, the grunt was writhing and screaming in pain, even cursing the fact he'd joined the organization. Seconds later, he was dead, the heart's major vein severed from the rest of the organs. Back in their own bodies, Josephine and Diego looked at each other warmly before the nearly fifteen-year-old embraced her sister in a big hug.

"I'm sorry for storming off, it's just that I'm not used to losing," Natalie admitted.

"Pfft! It's fine, Nat," the older sibling replied.

"I'm serious," the ten-year-old persisted.

"So am I," the redhead countered.

All the while, a Fearow with a security camera flew overhead, watching the battle. The footage was being sent back to Team Rocket's Silph. Co headquarters, where Crimson Lightning and Nighthawk were absolutely stunned.
 
A/N: Thanks go to winterfell for providing a description of the mutated Eeveelution, Kamiah. I'd like to thank winterfell, again, for providing a description of an adult version of Silver, Giovanni Walker's son and for giving me a reason for why Shira works for the JD.

Chapter 12: Mission — Capture Celebi

<You don't expect us to give up our bodies, do ya?!> spat a tough-looking Eevee in the Ilex Forest that night. Glaring down the opposing trio of Houndour, Mareep and Murkrow, the three Pokémon of which were owned by a Johton Team Rocket grunt, the aforementioned Eevee was different to the rest of his kin. On his small chest was a scar, depicting the letter 'x'.

The scarred Eevee, his brother and their two sisters had been sleeping peacefully, minding their own business when the enemy Pokémon disturbed them. Immediately getting into an argument with the Houndour, the two male Eevee learned of the Johton-based organization's plans... and something which involved them, which of course lead to the older male growling in defiance.

Until now, Team Rocket hadn't truly revealed why they were evil. In an elaborate two-pronged attack, they were determined to capture these Eevee and flush the Time Traveller out of her hiding place. The Eevee were destined to be experimented on, but the Time Traveller... if they could obtain Celebi, they saw this as being able to protect her from the twisted, malice-filled desires of the Johto Destroyers, while using her for their own gain. All the Commanders did was send out lowly grunts with their inferior intellect to fulfil their needs; it was like they were too busy to do the missions themselves.

<You mustn't resist,> the Mareep bleated.

<Or you'll pay the price,> the Murkrow squawked.

<Pfft! Pay the price?! What price, huh?!> The scarred Eevee countered.

<The price of death,> Houndour growled menacingly.

Mentally taken aback, the older Eevee turned and stared into the Dark and Fire type's narrowed eyes. <He... he means business! I have to protect my siblings, I can't let them die here!> A bright white light flashed in the Forest, signalling the arrival of a saviour — though the Eevee didn't know it.

"What the hell are you three waiting for?!" the grunt yelled. "GET them!"

The Houndour, Mareep and Murkrow lunged in unison, aiming to scatter the four Normal types. However, as a family, they stayed together. Houndour and Mareep went after the older Eevee, while Murkrow targeted the younger ones. Working together, the canine and sheep cornered the scarred creature. The Houndour's jaws were flaming with fireballs and he growled even more threateningly than before. <You're gone,> he snarled and charged forward, biting the Eevee's throat, burning him, while Mareep watched on.

At that moment, a raven-haired woman appeared, focused her powers and sent a huge psychic shockwave at the criminal and his Pokémon. Houndour flew backwards with the scarred Eevee still in his mouth. The Johton-based Team Rocket grunt, as well as his Mareep and Murkrow, crashed into a cedar tree.

Now would be a good time, Chelsea, the woman broadened the range of her abilities and contacted Celebi.

<As you wish,> the green fairy-like Pokémon replied. She allowed Sabrina to pick up the younger male Eevee and his two sisters, before thrusting her small hands out and completely froze time for about one minute. <Shall we make our getaway?>

That would be wise. Any longer and they would have found you. It was only a matter of time; the grunt was so very close to your shrine, Sabrina answered. Her explaining over and done with, Sabrina and Celebi teleported out of both of the Ilex Forest and Johto.

*****

The next morning, Josephine and Arthur emerged from their Pokémon Centre room in a perceptibly quieter frame of mind than what they had been in last night. Rachel noticed a very faint sheen of red on their faces, and said nothing about it. Katie, having not been paired with a boyfriend of her own yet, knew nothing about subtlety and gawked at them with her azure eyes wide with a combination of shock and laughter.

"Oh my god! You guys actually did it?! You're only fourteen!" she exclaimed.

Josephine turned her head away, but Arthur snapped back in a controlled manner. "We're turning fifteen, you know that!"

"That's not the only thing they should be concerned about." Sabrina's voice was heard within the room, but there was something about it that Josephine fretted over. It had hardened a fraction since the redhead had last seen the raven-haired woman. "I saw the thought before it was even born in your mind, Josephine. Indeed, I won't beat around the bushes. Team Rocket's Johton-based forces were so very close to capturing Celebi last night, but that's not all. In order to flush her out, they targeted a family of young Eevee. Chelsea, if you would kindly show them."

The human-ized Celebi walked into the room with three Eevee nestled in her arms. "We managed to bring these ones back with us, there's a male and two females. Their older scarred brother was taken. I know in my heart he'll be experimented on. Sabrina and I already decided beforehand that we would delegate one of them to each of you. I hope you will approve of our choices and look after them." Chelsea's voice was soft not only with anxiousness, but a caring love for the surviving siblings.

She proceeded to give the second-oldest male to Josephine and Arthur, the first female to Rachel and Damien and the youngest to Katie. "Thank you, Chelsea." Their voices spoke in unison.

*****

In a Johton-based TR HQ...

"GIVE IT A REST, I SAID!" Apollonir yelled. "BUNGLING IDIOT! WE COULD HAVE HAD HER!"

"Commander Apollonir!" the grunt gasped. "Forgive my blunder, sir!"

"You two, that is enough." Pandora's icy voice cracked the air like an electric whip. Pandora was sick to death of hearing Apollonir argue with her organization's grunts all of the time. While Apollonir had a point in the fact that they could have had Celebi, there was absolutely no need to punish the hard-working grunt who had brought back the scarred Eevee for experimental purposes. That deed alone satisfied Pandora.

"Noble leader, when would you like me to begin the experiment?" A scientist asked of Pandora.

"Commence Operation: Cellular Merge now," the Johton-based Team Rocket leader replied.

The scientist nodded in compliance, just before an as yet unknown Commander spoke up, getting Pandora's attention. "Do you want me to take some of our forces and observe the happenings of the Johto Destroyers?"

"Yes, that would be a good idea. That was fantastic thinking on your behalf, Renata. You may leave as soon as you're ready," Pandora answered.

The black-garbed Commander Renata stood to attention and saluted her leader, before easing her position and leaving the room to find her best men.

*****

Half an hour later, outside a Johto Destroyers base...

"What are the Johto-based forces of Team Rocket doing anywhere near us?"

The platinum-blonde Renata and her men were soon blessed with the presence of a young lady, accompanied by a Gengar. Her cerulean hair bounced as she jumped down from the tree Renata and her troops stood under. Her dark skin contrasted with her grey skin-tight uniform. Her violet eyes studied the other female and her underlings as she tilted her head.

"Who are you?! You look more like an Admin," Renata countered.

"Far from it, to be honest. My name is Phoenix, but you will address me as Commander Lenaya. I'm a high-ranking member of Johto Destroyers," Phoenix answered in a tone of authority.

"I'm not addressing you as anything!" Renata yelled. "I, too, am a Commander. Commander Sirsa Renata is my full title, and I'm allied with..."

Phoenix cut her enemy off while she was in mid-sentence by simply raising her hand. "Blah, blah," she mocked. "I know who you're allied with. What I'm asking is what are you doing here? Answer now, or you'll regret the indecision."

"C-commander Renata, ma'm?" One of the grunts stammered. "I t-think we should leave this place."

"Silence, fool! You are not here to give me orders!" Renata slapped the man on the face. "Very well, Phoenix, you shall get your answer. My squad and I are here to monitor your activities in regards to Project 251 and what you plan to do to it."

Phoenix's eyes narrowed upon hearing Renata's slight on her rank. She sighed deeply, closed her eyes and looked at the ground. Without warning, she jerked her head up, opened her eyes quickly and stared directly into those of Sirsa's. The very air between her and Renata warped severely as her special ability attacked the Johton-based Team Rocket Commander's mind. Speaking as though in a trance, Commander Lenaya explained the side-effects of her ability to her enemy's grunts.

"What you're seeing before you is my special ability. It is called Telepathic Mind Rape, or TMR for short. I use it when I want to weaken the opposition's mind. The major side-effect is a barrage of emotions that leave the target defenceless for more of the same. Other, more minor effects include shattered mental shields, no emotions whatsoever, or a permanently damaged brain."

By this time, Renata was down on her knees, cradling her head in her arms, begging for mercy.

"However, I shall be lenient this time. Don't let me catch you information thieves sneaking around here again," Phoenix broke off her attack and the grunts fled from her sight, protecting their Commander.

*****

Back at Saffron City...

Sabrina sat stock-still in a private room at her Gym. "Oh no," she whispered. "It's happening. I have to warn the others." With that, she instantly teleported out of the Gym and materialized at the Pokémon Centre. Noticing that the others were just leaving the building, she caught Josephine's attention.

"Sabrina? What's wrong?" the redhead questioned in a hard tone.

It's the older, scarred Eevee. They're doing something to him. I heard something about Operation: Cellular Merge. Whatever they're planning, you lot have to go there and stop them, the woman with jet black hair telepathically warned them.

Without even looking at each other, their decision was unanimous. "We'll do it. Operation: Cellular Merge will be shut down. You can count on us."

"I can't teleport you as it is too great a distance, but Alakazam can. He's used to that sort of thing. Alakazam, your presence is required!" Sabrina tossed her starter's Poké Ball out and the tall, yellow, bipedal fox appeared after the light died down.

Reading his mistress's mind required only a split-second to comprehend the order. <I want you all to grab hold of each other, then your leader should hold me!> After they complied with Alakazam's instructions, Sabrina had to shield herself from the biggest flash of white light she'd ever seen as her partner teleported away to Johto.

*****

In the same Johton-based Team Rocket force's Headquarters as before...

Their auras loomed ever closer. Kamiah rubbed a blue paw over his lighter coloured ear, wincing as the scales pulled lightly against his fur. Swivelling his feline head back and forth, the hybrid glimpsed the blue fish-like tail and the scales running across his back. He hoped his targets would hurry. He was interested in completing the mission.

Chase and Soren were nearby, with both of them pretending to be Team Rocket members. Helena, Ho-oh in human form, had instructed them to keep an eye on Kamiah, in order to see if there was any way for him to be turned back to the side of good. So far, they'd had no luck, for during the mutated evolution, Kamiah's mind seemed to have been twisted and filled with dark thoughts. But there was no harm in keeping on trying, just as long as they didn't get caught in the process.

*****

The human-ized Pokémon representing the Shadow and the Darkness stood opposite each other. It had not even been half a week that the Chosen were back in Kanto and Mewtwo and Darkrai were already confronting the other.

"You do know that the Lord won't approve of this?" Matthew questioned abruptly.

"Quite frankly, I don't think he would care. Unlike us, he chose to bind himself to a human form until this whole fiasco was over. The other reason he did that was to help the Johton-based forces of Team Rocket, though I daresay Donovan will get his revenge sooner or later." Desmond answered back, just as brusquely.

"Donovan? What's he got to do with this?"

At this comment, Desmond smirked and folded his arms. He was inwardly surprised that Mewtwo hadn't been told about Dialga's lust for revenge on Arceus, that Dialga's entire being wanted payback for being cursed. "I'm sure Pandora will tell you if you ask her nicely," Darkrai replied.

Immediately, Mewtwo's eyebrows shot up. "Palkia? She's here as well?!"

"Not here, as such. But yes, she's in Johto."

Very slowly, it seemed, the pieces of the puzzle began to fit together in Matthew's mind. "Arceus cursed Dialga, didn't he? That's why Palkia and Arceus moved to Johto and became prominent members there, isn't it? And why Dialga is a high-ranking member of the Johto Destroyers, am I right? Dialga wants revenge..."

"Correct on all accounts. My god, you've got a clever brain," Desmond taunted.

"That's enough, you two." A new, feminine-toned voice entered the discussion. A woman materialized and stopped suddenly, her azure eyes searching the faces of the two males. She was a slender being and her long pink hair was done up in a ponytail which cascaded onto small shoulders. Mia was dressed in a pink blouse and a long pink skirt, with the woman's elegance increased tenfold by the flowing effect of her garments. Her hands were as white as a ghost's and her lips finally formed a smile when she read the facial expressions of Matthew and Desmond.

"Mia, what are you doing here?" Matthew asked.

Seemingly ignoring the question, Mew got straight to the point. "The Chosen have just gone to Johto to see if they can help Kamiah, a former Eevee forced to undergo a mutated evolution. They will need all of the help they can get." Having finished her explanation, she stared at both of them. It was almost straight away that they realized her point.

"We're on it," Desmond said.

Yes, mother, Matthew responded telepathically, knowing that Desmond wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Go now, then." Mia answered, and dematerialized.


Several minutes later...

Having found the Chosen, with Rachel and Damien standing to one side, Desmond nodded briefly at Matthew. The human-ized super-clone strolled up to the boy and pushed his right hand up against the male teenager's right shoulder blade. A burning pain seared from the spot of contact, but Damien issued no cry of pain. He was used to being marked. When the pain subsided, Damien looked both Legendaries in the eyes, before speaking up. "This was in the legend, wasn't it? The original Chosen who was marked by you both ended up dying, didn't he?"

Matthew and Desmond nodded in unison. "Yes, but that was of old age, not a death from the war."

"Let's just get this over and done with," Arthur's voice came from behind them. While the two Legendaries had been talking with Damien, Josephine and Arthur had crept up to a window of the Team Rocket headquarters, peered in and saw Rocket members swarming around some freakish Eevee evolution. They also saw Chase and Soren pretending to be Team Rocket members.

"Wait, something's happening," Josephine hissed from her spot at the window. The other Chosen, as well as Desmond and Matthew, hurried over and peered in. What they saw stunned them. In between Josephine and Arthur looking through the window until now, Kamiah's mind must have awoken to the presence of a Legendary inside the headquarters, because the hybrid was now clearly pointing a forepaw at Soren.

Chase and Soren froze as the grunts, Admins and Commanders faced them. Slipping on a pair of highly-advanced goggles, Pandora saw Soren for what she really was. "Hmph, well, well. Hello, Suicune. If you thought you could trick me with that illusion, you're out of your mind. Apollonir, you will stand in for Renata, since she hasn't fully recovered yet. Use the NEC, now!"

As a giant cage began appearing from underneath the floor from a simple flick of Apollonir's fingers, Chase jumped out of the way. "No, Chase! Don't leave me here!" was all Soren could cry out before the electrified steel bars of the enclosure shot a massive amount of the elemental energy at her, forcing her to drop her illusion and reveal her true form. The energy continued pouring into Suicune's body, causing her to fall unconscious.

From outside, Matthew and Desmond weren't going to let this brutal, barbaric treatment of a fellow Legendary continue. Combining their Aura Sphere and Dark Pulse techniques, they blasted a hole in the side of the building, charging inside afterwards, with the Chosen following in their wake.

As the haze from the explosion cleared, the Chosen and the Legendaries found themselves facing off against Arceus and Palkia. The God of all Pokémon was a white, four-legged creature about two-thirds of Lugia's size, with a yellow energy ring on his body, perpendicular to the middle of his back. His ring was in the same colour of all of the elemental plates that could be found in the world. <Humans and Legendaries? Working together?> Arceus' deep voice boomed.

"You can't talk!" Matthew yelled. "You were masquerading as a human, too, you know!"

<Silence, Mewtwo! I have my reasons, as does Palkia! Explain to me why you are here, with humans.>

Mewtwo fell silent, but Arthur spoke up. "We came to see if we could free the mutated evolution of Eevee, and then when we do show up, we find you keeping Suicune hostage in an unconscious state. Explain that!"

<I do not have to explain myself. Kamiah is a loyal experiment, and he will be staying with us. There is nothing you can do to make me change my mind. Palkia, if you please.>

Palkia drew back her arm, as the orb on her other limb shone cerise. <I do not wish for it to have been like this,> was all she uttered as the Spacial Rend attack shot towards them like a meteor.

*****

Time had passed but to him nothing had changed, barring the stupid cowlick in his short red hair, which he had gotten to lay flat on his head. He lazily blinked crimson eyes at the mirror. The lines on his face were deeper, the frown more prominent. He was certainly taller, possibly six feet even. He grimaced quietly at how white he was. Wearing mostly black really didn't help with a tan after all. He pulled his red and black jacket over the black belly shirt. Sighing, the twenty one-year-old ran his fingers over the smooth black fabric of his pants. He still dressed like a kid, after all this time. Giving up, Silver wrapped the grey cape over his clothing. Not much else to do now.

"Mr. Walker, sir?" A hesitant voice piped up.

"How many times have I told you to just call me Silver?! I will be ten times the man my father was!" Silver snapped back at the researcher. "Now what is it?!"

"Extremely high abnormal energy readings are being detected from the enemy base in Goldenrod City, Silver." Another scientist responded after the first fell silent from fear.

"Base signatures are distinguished on the thermal radar, Silver!" Yet another scientist hollered.

"What are you waiting for, idiot?! Who are they?!" Silver yelled back.

"The energy readings indicate that Arceus, Palkia, Mewtwo, Darkrai and an unconscious Suicune — plus some teenagers — are in the base at the moment." The second technician answered.

So... it's begun, has it? Hmm, things just keep getting interesting, the Johto Destroyers leader thought. "Alright, I'm sending Phoenix, Donovan and Shira in!" A very livid glare from Arianna prompted him to add that she, too, could go. "Take these with you." Silver called out to Arianna and threw her a couple of spheres; they were jet black in colour with a silvery-grey letter imprinted on them. The letter on the balls represented the containment spheres used by a Pokémon poacher from an age long ago, because they were, in fact, the same objects he used — Dark Balls.

As Phoenix, Shira Davina, Donovan and Arianna left; Silver turned back and continued watching the intensifying battle which was Arceus and Palkia VS Mewtwo, Darkrai and... Raikou? "What the ****ing hell?!" he swore. "Where did Raikou come from?!"


On the way to Goldenrod City...

Like her Johton-based Team Rocket counterparts, Apollonir and Pandora, Shira was very tall. As she walked alongside the other three, the human-ized Shaymin observed Phoenix's behaviour, before returning one ghost-white hand — both of which had beautiful sapphire coloured bangles on them — to her side. Running the fingers of her other hand through her sea green hair, which went down to the base of her spine, her emerald eyes viewed the surrounding area. The woman was slender, and the fact that she wore white attire helped pronounce this even more. It was a clean pale coloured piece of clothing which had a jagged green bolt on it.

Her eyes bore a hole into Phoenix's inquisitive expression, as she considered what to say to her. As she studied Commander Lenaya once again, they had a particular glow about them, which revitalized the cerise flowers on her head.

Able to walk backwards, a feat not many humans could successfully pull off, she faced Phoenix properly. This allowed her completely white boots to make a soft squishing noise in the rain-laden grass.

"Shira...? Don't make me ask again," Phoenix spoke brusquely.

"I believe that I could destroy them if things got too out of hand. Or maybe, it was that Silver convinced me that all of my peace and hope would do nothing and the best thing to do would be to destroy the world and start anew," Shira answered softly, sighing as she thought back to the day she accepted Silver's proposition and started to willingly work for the Johto Destroyers.

The group hurried along in silence for a while, as they thought about the carnage that lay ahead of them. They wondered on the result of the battle, who would lose and who would win. By the time they got through these thoughts, they'd arrived in Goldenrod from Ecruteak and found half of the Radio Tower in ruins.

Arianna let out an impressive whistle. "Wow, not," she spoke loudly in a contradicting way. However, all four of them knew what was happening inside. A war-like battle between five Legendaries was occurring to determine the fate of Rayne's fallen sister and Kamiah, the mutated evolution of Eevee.

Treading very carefully, the quartet made their way inside the damaged building and was just in time to witness Arceus break Raikou's front right leg. All five Legendaries were sweating and trembling badly from exhaustion, but it seemed Arceus refused to give in. Yet, when he saw the four Johto Destroyers members, he did stop. Sensing that Shira and Donovan weren't really humans, he nodded at Palkia and both of them changed back into their human forms.

"We'll finish this another time, useless Chosen!" This comment was directed at Josephine and her companions, but they paid no attention to it, for help had arrived. Sabrina's Alakazam had just teleported in, knowing they needed to make a getaway and, as the usual flash of bright light detailed their departure, Apollonir and Pandora failed to notice the disappearance of Suicune and Kamiah.
 
I laugh at Katie's lack of subtlety. I would recommend coming up with a more elegant name for the mind rape, but it won't bother me all that much. Very good. You're evolving as a writer. I'd recommend continuing but I don't think I need to. Have a feeling you know that already.
 
A/N: Thanks goes to Saucy Fish Boi (now known as Ineffable) for participating in this chapter, though I am not impressed that he failed to give me a description of a baker, which he wanted to be in order to sell croissants.

Credit goes to winterfell (now Fuyu) for allowing her character to be featured in my fic, for thinking up a name for Jirachi's human form and Votuan's human-ized description and for letting me use two Amaya scenes.

Also, the nickname of Phoenix's Gengar is derived from the Middle Persian form of Old Persian Angra Mainyu, meaning "devil; evil spirit." In mythology, this is the name of the God of darkness, death and destruction, and the number one enemy of Ahura Mazda.

Chapter 13: A Wounded Hawk?

Foretold long ago, would be the day Darkrai and Mewtwo fought over a Chosen. The Shadow and the Darkness argued over whether it was right for a Chosen to have been marked by two Legendaries. With the Chosen human having already been marked by the Darkness, the Shadow thus marked him too. But there was a drawback, there always was.

At exactly the same time that the Chosen left Johto, so did Darkrai and Mewtwo. Once again, the two Legendaries were bickering, this time over Damien. "You know very well that he won't be able to handle both of our powers inside his body!" Desmond yelled. "Why did you insist on putting his life in danger?!"

"I know very well this, why do I that?" Matthew mocked. "The girls needed a male Chosen with them, simple as that!"

"Well then, why not mark the boyfriend of Mew's Chosen?"

"BECAUSE HE IS NOT IN THE PROPHECY!"

Overcome with anger and disdain, Desmond spat at the ground. So what if the Prince is not in the Prophecy? He thought. He's the cousin of Mew's Chosen, so why can't he be a Chosen himself? Realizing he wasn't getting anywhere with his thoughts, he faced Matthew, his mind still in turmoil. "Who IS in the so-called Prophecy then?"

"The Prophecy predicted the births of six special trainers, with each trainer having different unique attributes about them, though the third Kantonian Chosen was sadly taken from this world. One would be a red-haired Pallet-born girl, the second a violet-haired Pewterian female, number three a brunette with blonde foils from New Bark Town, a black-haired boy from Sinnoh was number four and an emerald-haired Hoenn male was the last." Matthew explained. "In addition to that..." He was cut off.

"What's so special about three girls and two boys?" Desmond questioned. "And what was the third Kantonian Chosen's gender?"

Matthew decided to respond to Darkrai's second query first. "He was my Chosen, his name was Paul Johnson. A Team Rocket Commander by the codename of Nighthawk sent him packing with a lethal amount of arsenic."

Without even saying it, the shock on Desmond's face reflected the anguish Matthew still felt to this very day. A shudder passed through Desmond's body.

"That is why the girls needed someone with my powers," Mewtwo continued. "Now, as for your first question — the five Chosen will help unite the wayward Legends and free both Kanto and Johto from evil."

"I still don't agree with this, but if you feel it will help their ultimate goal, so be it." Desmond replied, shocked from hearing Matthew's revelation about his dead Chosen.

*****

Back in Kanto...

"SABRINA, OH MY GOD, YOU'RE BACK! DEAR LORD, IT'S BAD NEWS!" Nurse Joy practically screamed.

"What is it? And calm down, by the way," the Psychic replied.

"......" At first, Joy was speechless after the comment to calm down. But she quickly recovered and, thankfully, did settle down. "I just got back from Cerulean's Hospital after checking on Misty's condition — she's still unconscious, I'm extremely worried about that — to receive a phone call from Vermillion City saying that Lt. Surge was admitted to the Vermillion Hospital with a severely broken leg. What in Mew's name is going on?"

The raven-haired woman remained silent and simply raised an eyebrow. After several long moments, she spoke up. "Have you got room to treat a Pokémon and a human?"

Nurse Joy blinked rapidly for a couple of seconds. "Yes?"

"Alright, you lot, bring them in!" Sabrina turned her head and shouted to the group, who were waiting in the foyer.

It took Josephine, Arthur and Rachel to carry in Suicune's unconscious form, whereas Damien and Katie provided support for Rayne as he hobbled forward. Staring closely at Rayne, as if she expected him to drop the illusion, Joy asked: "You're really Raikou, aren't you?"

Rayne looked hesitantly at Sabrina, and she had an "It's your choice" expression on her face.

"Yes, Nurse Joy, I am Raikou. But now is not the time to be questioning who I am. Now is the time to be healing my sister and fixing my broken leg," the human-ized Legendary replied.

Joy nodded in total agreement, before she went to work on setting Rayne's leg. "Don't attempt to walk on it for several days, it needs time to..." She was quickly interrupted as Rayne got up off the table and began walking around.

"It needs time to heal!" she cried.

Rayne shot her an exasperated look. "I'm a Legendary. We heal much faster than normal humans do. And while we're at it, hurry up and treat my sister."

Completely stunned and wondering about the healing abilities of Pokémon, Nurse Joy checked the vital statistics of Suicune's motionless frame. After ten minutes, she stared into Rayne's eyes. "She'll be fine, her body was just pumped full of electricity. Judging by how fast you're healing, she'll be in here for at least a day. Misty, on the other hand..." Joy glanced down at the floor, apparently still very concerned for the Cerulean City Gym Leader.

"I'm sure she'll be fine, Joy," Sabrina responded. "In fact, I'm heading over there now to go and check on her."

"Okay, thanks Sabrina," Joy interposed.


That night...

Ahriman and Crescent, Phoenix's Gengar and jet-black Persian, had been sent to patrol Saffron City. With Phoenix watching not only them, but the movements of Team Rocket from the Silph Co. building, it was clear to see the Johto Destroyers' plans come to life. It was at that moment that their intended target exited Silph Co. and proceeded to walk along the street. Silently, from her hiding place, Commander Lenaya removed a special whistle from the pocket of her shirt and blew into it twice.

Immediately, Ahriman and Crescent became alert and their crimson eyes stared at Nighthawk in a threatening manner as he passed them. The Gengar kept to the shadows as he followed the twelve-year-old dark-skinned Commander, but the Persian padded quietly behind the pre-teen.

Without warning, they struck, giving Nighthawk no chance to see who his assailants were. Ahriman remained in the darkness as he used a Shadow Ball and Shock Wave combination, while Crescent used her signature moves of Shadow Claw and Toxic. Although the Gengar's techniques were designed to bruise and electrocute Nighthawk, the Persian's were more efficient in gouging the flesh and poisoning the victim.

Phoenix's two Pokémon continued in this manner for several minutes, alternating between each other's main attacks as they mauled the right side of his body. Then, Phoenix decided that Nighthawk had had enough, and let him flee from the scene, while she aimed her sniper rifle at the upper part of his left leg.

BANG!

A faint cry escaped Nighthawk's mouth as he fell to the ground, injured now not only from gouged flesh and poison, but a bullet wound as well. Weakened and at the end of his physical limits, the twelve-year-old lay there as a thunderstorm, which had been brewing for some time, let loose with rain that pelted down, thunder rumbled and lightning flashed across the sky.

It was at least an hour before anyone realized he had not returned and a squad of four grunts were sent on a search party. They stumbled over his body, instantly picked him up and returned to headquarters. "Code red, I repeat code red!" one of them shouted. "Commander Nighthawk's been injured!"

"What?! How did this happen?!" Crimson Lightning demanded. "Nighthawk, answer me!"

"I don't think you'll get anything out of him." A third voice stepped in.

"Who the hell are you?!" Bethany snapped.

A light laugh filled the air. "I am Phoenix Lenaya, a high-ranking Commander of the Johto Destroyers." No sooner than she had introduced herself, Phoenix vanished.

"The *****! You four, go and find her NOW!" Crimson Lightning yelled at the grunts who'd brought in Nighthawk.

"Yes, Commander-General!" They spoke in unison, standing to attention and then hurrying off.

Sadly, it wasn't long before they returned empty-handed. "She completely vanished," one of the grunts replied, after being glared at by Crimson Lightning.

She wouldn't have completely vanished, Bethany thought. This Phoenix is out there somewhere. Nevertheless, this is disturbing that they are invading Team Rocket territory. I will have to report this to Rowan.

*****

The next morning...

He didn't need to look back, he could hear them. Brutal, sporadic barking. Gnashing teeth. Paws thumping hard concrete, keeping rhythm with their rapid panting. He could almost smell their hot breath. Wild, bestial and savage. They were getting close, real close.

The baker raced around the corner of the Pokémon Centre, only to careen into the Chosen, who were exiting the building.

"What's the matter?" Rachel queried.

"Oh, please help me! I'm being chased by devil dogs!" he shouted, still panicking. He was dressed in the usual baker's outfit of the matching white shirt and trousers, as well as his weird-looking baker's hat and black sandshoes.

Rachel stared at each of the others in turn, and then focused her gaze back on the baker. "Don't worry, we'll help you. Tempest, your presence is required!" The amethyst-haired teen launched her Poké Ball at a nearby pool of water. In the six months that the Chosen had been gone, various small 'river-like' gathering holes had been artificially created in the capital of Kanto. White light spilled from the orb into the water, forming a large creature with a long neck and horned head. The light faded away to reveal a dark blue body, slate grey and knobbly shell and yellow bellied form of a Lapras.

"You, too, Diego!" Josephine cried out, releasing her Dusknoir.

The red eye centred in his cylindrical head narrowed as the three silver spikes on either side of his neck flared out; he was not happy as he emerged from the sphere. He rose higher into the air, exposing his rotund, dark grey stomach and the golden zigzag on it that stretched into a frown.

Josephine and Rachel's Dusknoir and Lapras stood side by side, allied until death. The baker hid behind the Chosen as the "devil dogs" appeared on the scene. Their eerie, baying howl indicated they were not in the mood to play games. Both girls saw the metal plates attached to the heads of the three canines and immediately suspected Team Rocket was involved.

"Tempest!"

"Diego!"

"Surf and Shadow Punch, now!" The two commands were given at the same time.

Tempest and Diego's respective attacks hurtled towards the unsuspecting, clearly brain-washed Houndoom. Diego's Shadow Punch winded and crippled them, and Tempest's Surf was the final straw for the Fire attributed creatures as their internal flame sacs were extinguished and they perished.

There was silence for an extended amount of time, before the baker started exclaiming "You saved my life, you saved my life! How can I repay all of you?" He gave them no time to answer his question before he launched into another flurry of excited words. "I know, you can buy some of my croissants! I sell them in a baker's dozen!"

"That's nice; I'll have some too, if you don't mind." A new, unknown voice spoke up. The Chosen turned around to see a girl who appeared to be around their age standing beside a boy.

"These guys... are the Chosen, right Votuan?" the girl asked, tilting her head to the side slightly. He nodded, glancing at her. She gave a strange smile. "I see. This is getting more interesting by the minute."

Amaya, whenever you say that I get a bad feeling, Jirachi moaned.

That's because you have no sense of adventure, she chirped back, her smile widening. They have something within them, something... useful.

Amaya, are you sure you want to join them? Jirachi asked worriedly. You do just fine on your own and... Well, you've never been very socially accepted. You're not a normal human.

I will do whatever it takes for my family to be able to rest in peace, she said solemnly. Even if it means being around other people. With that, she bounced over to them, looking all like an innocent child.

"So you're Chosen, huh?!" she chirped. "That's cool! I am too! Nice to meet you!"

Narrowing her eyes, Josephine questioned the female for her name.

"My name is Amaya. Amaya Suzuki and my Chosen Legendary, Jirachi — though he prefers to be called Votuan Sidus — stand before you. Let's not waste any more time, we can't keep the baker waiting, can we?"

Standing at a small height of only 4 feet 9 inches, Amaya Suzuki was unlike the rest of her family. Like her mother, she is a petite individual with lightly tanned skin. Her hair is a dark-blue at medium-length reaching just past her shoulders. Normally she wears a light grey shirt against a black jacket and thin blue jeans along with cheap, tattered bluish-white sneakers. Occasionally she wears her pair of black fingerless gloves. Around her neck is a violet crystal pendant, with gold twirling through the teardrop-shaped gem. Her eyes are a solemn lavender-grey, giving her an almost permanent distant stare.

She usually carries a black leather backpack faintly covered in a protective metal alloy, resistant to wear and tear as well as fire. It's filled with all the essentials of a trainer, such as Poké Balls, Potions, and Berries. However, she carries her personal items as well, such as her sketchbook and pencils. In a hidden pocket is a small red Netbook for emergencies, along with two small ratty paperbacks. Attached to the bottom left pocket is her black PokéGear.

Votuan Sidus stood beside her. He was a blonde-haired teenager who wore a pure white shirt and blue jeans. There were green facial markings like three tags on his face. His eyes were bright teal and on his stomach was a crescent moon-shaped scar representing his true eye.

Josephine initiated a telepathic conversation with Amaya and had been speaking with her psychically for several minutes when Rayne appeared. As it turned out, Soren had made a full recovery and Misty had awakened from her coma. But in the wake of what had happened recently, Rayne and Soren had decided that it was high-time the Legendaries started to drop their illusions and kept their true forms.

Amaya instantly argued that that would make the Legendaries prime targets for any Pokémon poachers who might be prowling around. "If there were any poachers," Soren countered, "they would've gotten one of us by now." Amaya couldn't deny the human-ized Suicune's logic, and had to nod in agreement. Rayne quickly tired of the back and forth bantering, so he ended it by revealing his true self — Raikou.

The gathered Legendaries saw sense in Raikou's action and, one by one, they transformed back into their Pokémon bodies as well. Mew, Celebi and Jirachi hovered above Josephine, Katie and Amaya respectively, whilst Articuno stood in all of her glory beside Rachel and Mewtwo and Darkrai protectively guarded Damien.

<I'm going to go to Cerulean now and check on Misty. Josephine, what I want you to do is start training. Lt. Surge told Rayne to tell you he wants to battle you,> Suicune informed the nearly fifteen-year-old redhead.

Josephine's hazel eyes widened in shock. "Battle me? In his condition?" she asked, stunned.

<Hey, you're forgetting he's an army lieutenant! He's battled with far worse injuries than that!> Raikou barked.

"Yes, I suppose you're right. When is the match scheduled for?"

<Three days time,> Mewtwo answered sourly, having read Raikou's mind.

<I swear, if you do that one more time...!> Raikou threatened the super-clone.

<Knock it off, you two,> Mew's beautiful sounding; bell-like voice piped in.

"Three days, huh? Right, I'll go start training now!" Josephine cut in, stopping Raikou from threatening Mewtwo anymore. As she raced off, with Arthur following in her wake, the Legendaries could only hope the Chosen fulfilled their sacred duty and saved both Kanto and Johto from the looming evil that was spreading across the two regions like a disease.

While Arthur hurried to catch his girlfriend, Amaya turned to look at the deceased Houndoom. "So they're dead, huh?" The young teen stated softly, never glancing up from the three corpses. Amaya stroked the now cold fur. "Poor things. You died so cruelly. You died fighting for your pack, as you always do. An honourable way, I suppose." Her violet eyes seemed to dull as she stood up. Suddenly, she gave an insane smile. "I can not say the same for your trainers. I wonder if they know what fear looks like." She pulled a Poké Ball from her belt. "You'll help me show them, won't you Spira?" Her smile widened. "You and I... will make them all suffer in their own despair."
 
Sorry for the late review, Kyuu. Just been so busy and such and I apologize deeply for withholding this review from you. I hope that you will like I have to say about this chapter because I definitely have good things about this chapter.

What I liked the most about this chapter is the amount of depth that you have added to the legendaries' personality. You really showed that they can have many different emotions swirling within them as the humans in the stories has as well. Darkrai and Mewtwo really showed that they aren't always the calm demeanor all the time. They have the ability to bicker between on another like many can. I think I like Mewtwo's character in your story than the anime, it has more depth. Of course the same goes for Darkrai.

You have a knack for creating a distraught situation. I can feel the panic in Nurse Joy's voice in the beginning of the situation. You are truly improving on your emotions capabilities through your writing. I can see improvements.

Anyway, I am done talking your head off. I hope this review as worth the wait. :) Again I am sorry.

Oh on a side note, thanks for the information before the chapter started. XD
 
Okay, here's my review! I warn you, I focus on the negative, so positive comments will be rare. I think I may have worded my review rather harshly, so I apologize in advance.

Prequel
By the time I was five, and Rowan three, Josephine was born. According to my parents, Josephine was just as gorgeous as I was when I'd been born. Rowan, being Rowan, decided to start poking my younger sister. Mum wouldn't have any of it.

He was immediately sent out of the room, with his punishment being no dessert for a week. Being a three-year-old, he chucked a tantrum, which caused me to raise my eyebrow in disgust. I mean, come on! This was a public hospital. Patients shouldn't have to put up with a three-year-old's outburst.
Uh, Tara is a five-year-old here. I highly doubt she would raise her eyebrow in disgust. More likely, she'd just giggle that her younger brother was getting into trouble. And seriously, no dessert for a week for being curious about his new sister? That's harsh.

Alright, I was a bit confused at first about your POV thing before I figured out Tara's narrating italics and Josephine is doing the normal text.

An unintentional sneeze from overhead alerted me to the fact that someone was spying on us. I shielded Natalie as I quickly turned around. Mum, Dad, Row-... My eyes widened in shock. Whoever had been spying on us had taken Rowan, and left Mum and Dad unharmed. I then narrowed my eyes. It must've been a Psychic with teleporting abilities. But who has those sort of powers? I asked myself. But just to be sure... "Hey Mum, where did Rowan go?"
This passage confuses me somewhat. There was a sneeze overhead (what, is this mysterious person flying?) and Josephine concludes that Rowan must have been kidnapped. Pretty big leap there; couldn't Rowan have just wandered off since he apparently doesn't care?

Okay, here's a problem I was noticing:

But she was no normal psychic; she had been able to hide her spiritual powers, preventing her from being discovered.Upon hearing the order to fall back, she nodded once and knelt down.

"Speak up, boy!" Another voice snapped.This was the voice of Ross, the second-in-command.
I think it'd be better if you kept the green highlighted things to yourself. They don't really flow well and could probably be better revealed later, when we actually know the characters you're talking about.

"Yes, I do,"the boy responded, as he stood tall in response to the order.

"Ask, and you shall receive," the man countered.
What was he countering?

Also, I'm having trouble that Rowan is so interested in power. He's twelve, what kid that age care about that sort of stuff? In my experience, they're not interested in anyone's future, but only want to enjoy themselves.

Unbeknownst to even herself, she was a product of Giovanni's cloning tests.
Yeah, this totally isn't needed. Instead of spoiling stuff right off that bat, keep it to yourself and build up the mystery of who this strange woman is.

Fiona blinked a few times, then... "OH MY GOD! My son wants to be a trainer! Oh Rowan, good on you!"
Her eldest daughter just died and she care's about this sort of stuff?

I silently gasped when I realized who the ghost was. It was my sister, Tara.

"I see you've recognized me. But this isn't exactly a good time. I've come to warn you about the one who will defect. Beware your brother! For the one whom defects will cause more trouble than you can possibly imagine!"

Tara's ghostly outline began to fade, satisfied that she had done her job.

"Wait!" I cried out. "I miss you!"

Tara's last words were brief as the last of her spirit faded. "As I you."
Alright, so Tara is suddenly a guardian angel or something like that. Was she a psychic or something? How can she do that?

"Mew..." My brother's voice was static due to Zapdos' Electric abilities.

"Zapdos..." Mine was telepathic.

"So... It... Has... Come... To... This..."we spoke in unison.
What? And now they're suddenly chosen ones? Why do legendary Pokemon need to choose people?

What's more, if my parents were to discover this they, too, would disown him.
Rowan's twelve and his parents would apparently give up on him so easily?

Zapdos

I controlled the boy because the 'seeking power' aura he exuded was exactly what I wanted. Together, we would be unstoppable. Mew attempted to stop me, saying that the Trinity would not accept my thirst for supremacy. I was tempted to lunge at her, for I didn't care about the other two one little bit.

When I bonded with the human, I had to assume a similar form. I felt slightly less authoritarian as one of his kind, but I thought nothing of it as I was his advisor.
Alright, we have some answers here. I feel a bit better now that it's understood that Mew chose Josephine specifically to get through to Zapdos.

Also, I suggest you rewrite the green sentence because I had to double-take to get its full meaning.

"Celebi and Articuno have become fascinated with a New Bark and Pewterian-born duo respectively. Myself? A Pallet-born redhead has me spellbound. What about you, Mewtwo?" Mew continued, as though there had been no interruption whatsoever.
Okay, it's apparently not because of Zapdos that Josephine was chosen. Why are legendaries choosing people? If they have to, why now of all times?

Whereas Mew was quite happy to telepathically say farewell to the departing Titan of Fire, as Magnus left the Forest.
This sentence doesn't make sense. Using 'Whereas' means you're going to compare something and there's no comparing here.

Having set up residency in Saffron City, the fact remained that the Kantonian royal family was not of Kantonian blood. In fact, they had escaped their homeland just in time.

Now that the noble aristocrats lived in Kanto, they would have to quickly adjust to the Kantonian way of life. It was said that they had had three children but, strangely enough, only two were with them when they arrived. Rumours began spreading that the oldest had been a royal knight who had his life taken from him in the line of action.

The queen and the next oldest child, also a male, did nothing to stop these rumours – though they knew the truth. And so the Regan clan did what they could to survive in an unfamiliar region. But as the years passed, the remaining son began to harbour a desire to quit nobility and just be a normal trainer.
Yeah, I have no clue what's going on in this scene.

First thoughts: things are pretty confusing and I just can't get over the 'chosen by legendaries' thing. This is more my fault than yours because this type of plot always stretches my disbelief to the breaking point. You also have a problem of revealing things too soon and you break any sense of mystery. Letting your reader try to figure stuff out for themselves makes them curious about the story and will keep reading to figure it out. If you spoil it, readers will have an easy time leaving the story and you don't want that.

I think you're trying too hard to paint Rowan as a villain. He's just a kid in most of this chapter and while they can be bratty and not understand that they shouldn't fight with people, they can't be pure evil. Right now, Rowan is pretty 2D and has no good points, which doesn't make him very interesting. Josephine also isn't that interesting but that's more because we haven't seen her much and I don't really have a grasp on her personality.

If you'd stop spoiling thing, you'd probably have a pretty good mystery on your hands. The story is set up to be epic and I liked how you described Sinnoh as pretty much unlivable due to Zapdos (I never liked Sinnoh that much, so that's a plus in my book).

Anyway, on to the next chapter!

Prologue
"I'm sorry,Arthur, but it's our duty to keep you from leaving!" one of the guards shouted as he continued to block Arthur from leaving.
That seems like a pretty informal way of addressing a prince.

Victoria said,"Iceheart," and simply walked away from the window. The guards were injured, but she knew it would happen.
I'm kind of surprised how short the chapter was. I was expecting something prequel length. Though, I'm glad things are starting to clear up. Arthur seems like an interesting fellow and I'm wondering what Pokemon Iceheart is. A Glaceon, perhaps?

Chapter One
When Charles arrived from Sinnoh at the age of twelve, she became rivals with him.

This act in itself completely destroyed Alexis' trust in Fiona-
Wait, what? How is that a betrayal? And if Fiona can't remember her past, how does she remember that?

The Harris' were able to understand him because he had been with them since he'd been born, which was a few years ago now.
I question this because I can't see how an animal can be understood like that. It doesn't matter how intelligent Pokemon are, but if an Eevee can only speak in growls and barks, these's no way they could be understood in words. It'd make more sense if the Pokemon could be understood only vaguely by the emotion in their cries (like, a low-pitched cry can be sad or angry and a high-pitched for perkiness) or even their body language.

Though, talking Pokemon is a pet peeve for me, so feel free to ignore the previous paragraph as nitpicking.

"Release the Pokémon within!" her father barked, reminding her that he was the cousin of Volkner, the Gym Leader of Sunyshore.
This made me laugh; I can't imagine any adult saying that with a straight face. Oddly, the phrase reminds me of Card Captor Sakura for some reason.

It had been just yesterday, amidst the shocking exit of Prince Arthur from Saffron Castle, that Mike – an Aide of Professor Oak's – had come to the Harris residency. He'd given Charles the Poké Ball and made him promise not to reveal it to anyone, except his oldest daughter and only on the day of her journey. He had also mentioned that the creature within was one of four smuggled Pokémon, but wouldn't go into any more detail.
I'm kind of confused why this is in the middle of the text. Is Charles thinking? Either way, it doesn't really fit.

I like your choice of first Pokemon, by the way. Shinx is rare to see and it's nice that Josephine is starting with a Pokemon from a different region.

You know, it's kind of odd, because already I've seen a jump in quality between the prequel and this chapter. Was the prequel written months before you posted it, because I'm really surprised at the big gap between the two. Maybe it's because things aren't as hectic and jumping around, but either way, good job.

Chapter Two
"How long has Rowan been gone now, Mum?" Natalie asked in a high-pitched voice, as she ran into the room.
Yeah, you could have definitely chosen a better way to explain how long Rowan has been gone for. He's her older brother, so of course she'd already know.

Her mother's familiar face filled the screen, with Eevee curled up on top of her head.
That's absolutely adorable, I have to say, though wouldn't it be uncomfortable? I can't even have my own cat on my lap because he'll dig his claws into my skin and I can only imagine how painful it would be for claws to be digging into my scalp.

One of the equine Pokémon, a quiet-natured stallion, turned his majestic head and spoke rapidly to the mare in Spanish. <Tan oyó usted las noticias de nuestros dueños? El rumor lo tiene ese Cohete de Equipo ha tenido una resurrección. ¡Cómo horrorizar! A semejanza de miradas habrá mucho más patrulla de ahora en adelante.>
This confuses me. The brackets indicate that a Pokemon is talking Pokemon and it's translated into English, but here a Rapidash is talking Spanish when they don't even have those type of vocal cords- and I'm really, really confused. Not that the Rapidash really matters, but I'm still confused.

Anyways, your description is good and I like both battles. I also like the choice of Josephine's second Pokemon; Sandshrew are rather awesome and should be used more.

Chapter Three
Facing the Pokémon, the teen questioned the Shinx. "A Psychic type? Which one?"

<The smell was unmistakably that of an Alakazam,> came the response.
How does Riley know what an Alakazam smells like? Clone or not, didn't the Shinx come from Sinnoh, which doesn't have any of those Pokemon in the wild?

The scene with Rowan and Pandora confused me at first. When you first referred to Rowan, the image that popped into my head was the Pokemon professor from Sinnoh and it was only when the scene went on that I understood. Nothing you can do about that, but you have to be careful when naming characters to make sure that a canon character doesn't share the same name. I also had the same problem when I was creating one of my own characters, William, who was going to be named Will, but was changed at the last minute because a Johto Elite Four person already shared the same name.

Also, I was rather befuddled by Pandora, who I didn't understand was a Palkia until I reread the scene. Maybe you could have described her a bit more.

Twenty minutes later, our heroine emerged from the shower-
Bit of a nitpick, but in my opinion, referring to Josephine as 'our heroine' breaks the fourth wall and throws me out of the story.

The redhead was able to understand Riley's tone of Pokéspeech, thanks to four years of living with her family's serious-natured Eevee.
This would make more sense if Riley was a similar species to Eevee, but a Shinx seems very distant, not even from the same region or type.

<Is that the best you got?> she taunted.

Scyla grinned.
Alakazam have long snouts, so they can't really grin. Their mouths don't move that way.

Anyways, battle between the Alakazam and Riley was interesting. Good thing Sabrina came along or Josephine would have totally gotten owned.

Right now, I'm have a bit of trouble keeping track of all the characters. It's only Chapter Three and you've introduced so many people already. Spreading it out more would help and allow us to get attached to the characters without using our time to sort out who's who.

Chapter Four
Your mother was a victim of a science experiment donetoher by Team Rocket's leading scientist, Sabrina thought-

-but what intrigued Sabrina the most was the two words Riley uttered in Pokéspeech. <Skyshadow... poachers...>
I think it'd make a bit more sense if Sabrina read what was on Riley's mind instead of the Shinx just saying it. Really, do you know anyone who talks in their sleep? I certainly don't.

Miss Barrett was no Healer-
Tell the audience Sabrina's last name before using it so we don't get confused.

Sabrina will mentor Josephine;Candice,Rachel;Will,Paul;and I,you.
It looks like your writing down first and last names. Now, I'm not actually sure if my corrections are right, but they were the first thing I thought of.

So, after a talk that stretched that went through different scenes (which I liked, by the way), there came a meeting, where I stopped. Honestly, by that time, I was starting to skim. My suspension of disbelief only stretches so far and I can't just believe legendaries walk around in human bodies. Maybe Mew and even Mewtwo, but no one else. That's just not suited to my personal Pokemon canon.

So, my opinion on the prequel and the first three (and a half) chapters:

First off, it's confusing. I think the reason for that is a mix of too many characters in such a short time, and you don't really explain yourself. It's hard to describe, but I can't just accept people are walking around with psychic powers, legendaries are taking the form of humans and Pokemon are intelligent- maybe that's more my problem then yours, but it's something I can't accept easily.

Sometimes, you even over describe too much, usually when you describing a person. I noticed you listed ages of a character, what they're wearing and sometimes even their history… that's stuff that's not really needed. We (or maybe it's just me) don't care how old a character is and you really only need to vaguely describe someone. We can fill in the blanks by ourselves. Anything history related can wait until we start getting attached to the characters. Right now, it's kind of info-dump-ish.

As said, you have too many characters and things are going so quickly, I have a hard time keeping up. You're not even at your first badge and already we have what, fifteen characters we need to keep track of? Slow down, the world isn't going to explode if you spread this stuff out.

For characters, there's not really much I can say of them. They don't really leave much of an impression. Josephine seems fairly generic, and Rowan is still 2D, but he's the villain and is probably going to be fleshed out later. The only other ones that I can really name are Riley, Juri and Nighthawk. I like Juri more than Riley because the Sandshrew is very quiet and doesn't battle, which leaves more of an impression than Riley in my book. Nighthawk is an angry person, but with a name like that, even if it's a codename, at least he has an excuse.

Another thing that bugged me was Team Rocket. Nothing really specific, though I thought the organization was a way for Giovanni to use Pokemon to make / for money, even if it had rather fanatical members that loved their leader (the reason behind the Johto incidents, I believe). It just seems too diabolical-ish to me.

Nighthawk is another matter. He's twelve and has a mohawk. While really weird, there's nothing wrong with that, but it just paints an image that's impossible to take seriously. Also, he's twelve and is apparently important in Team Rocket. I wouldn't be so concerned if he was older than twelve, but really, who would trust a twelve year old (especially one that looks like that) to make decisions "in Team Rocket's name."?

Okay, one final thing and that concerns the prequel. I don't see the point of it. While nice, the prequel's events could be better explained in story and as it is, it ruined potential major mysteries. Take Josephine's and Rowan's sibling relationship, for example. You didn't have to reveal it at the beginning, you could have kept it in the dark, while throwing hints of who this mysterious Rowan character is and where Josephine's lost brother may be. Actually, it's kind of obvious when I write it like that, but it could still throw a sense of mystery over the story.

And really, I wouldn't have much of an issue with the prequel if it wasn't attached the main story like this. I usually skip author notes, so as I was reading, I was under the impression that the prequel was actually the prologue (and that the thread heading, 'The Resurrection's Beginning and Apocalyptic Dawn', was the full title of your story). It was only when I got to the real prologue did I realize. The way you've put the stories in the same thread make the prequel much more of a prologue than a prequel, one that you have to read since you think it's really part of the story, instead of an extension.

Okay, I'm off the bad parts now, that's all the issues I had with the story, and really, some of them are mine. I just can't handle a chosen one fic. In my mind, Pokemon are just animals that are slightly more intelligent than your average animal and that have super powers. That includes the legendaries, who are just really powerful Pokemon that are common in myths and legends. Hence, 'legendaries'. Your fic just goes too far off my personal tastes to be comfortable.

I liked how you handled some stuff, though. Unlike most people, the Pokemon you chose for Josephine were unique, but also common. Shinx can be considered only rare because they're from a different region, and really, as I went through the story, I kept having to remind myself that this took place in Kanto, not Sinnoh. It's really not often you see a Pokemon crossing over regions, though that may because I don't read too many Pokemon fanfics.

You certainly got your battles down and they were all entertaining and distinct, so I have no complaints there.

Another thing I liked is that you're using the gym leaders and elite fours members. In most other fics, they'd be ignored, or one-shot characters, but here, they're set up to be major characters. Sabrina, especially, is this. I've always thought she'd make a great character.

… Wow, this has to be the longest review I've ever written.

Even if I didn't finish the story, I'm posting this anyways. I usually don't since whenever I get a review from a person who didn't finish the story (I sometimes get these on FF.net) and they ask questions like I'm doing, I'm always thinking to myself, 'Dude, those questions are answered in later chapters! I wrote the early chapters months ago, all your advice is way too late to be any use!' Well, something like that, anyway.

I looked at some of your more recent chapters and they seemed much better, even just by skimming it. I suggest you go back to your earlier chapters and revise them to reflect your current writing style and maybe make them less confusing. Adding a bit more description, subtracting some, and so forth.

Well, that's all I can say. You have a set up for a great story, you just need to work on the presentation. With the earlier chapters, anyways.
 
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Thank you for the review, Dagzar. I will edit in my response to your issues later on.

Special 1: Starry Eyes — Interview With the Characters

Location: Saffron City

Riley, Iceheart and Laverne sit side by side on a low-set, smooth-faced boulder. Each of their Poké Balls — with a lightning bolt, shard of ice and a combined fire and water emblem imprinted on them — is positioned in front of the Pokémon they represent, as the Pokémon wait for the show to start. Meanwhile, elsewhere...


Brooklyn (manning the camera): Is it going to be much longer?

LM: One minute, everyone! Scarface, stop messing around over there! Bronco, a little help would be nice?

Scarface: Just try and stop me! *shoves his face at LM's and growls threateningly*

LM: -_-;

Bronco: Uhh...... what?

Wisteria: *speaks softly* You were told to placate Scarface.

LM: Wisteria, I thought you were over helping Persi and Sinuous.

Wisteria: We've already finished that task. *looks around shyly*

LM: O_o

*****​

Riley: *looks totally elegant, yet serious at the same time* Hey, guys! Welcome to Apocalyptic Dawn's first special: Starry Eyes. I'm Riley the Luxray...

Iceheart: ... and I'm Iceheart the Glaceon...

Laverne: I'm a failed Suicune experiment, the name's Laverne... nothing more, nothing less...

Riley: The readers already know you're a failed experiment, Laverne. You don't need to keep beating it into them...

*Laverne sweat-drops*

Riley: Okay. Iceheart...?

Iceheart: For those of you who don't know, LM decided to write up this chapter for those of you who had questions to ask to get them answered.

Riley: Yep! LM will be with us soon... she's just sorting out some difficulties...

Laverne: I have a question.

Iceheart: We're supposed to answer questions, not ask...

*Laverne bares his teeth at Iceheart, causing him to falter*

Riley: Um... go ahead, Laverne.

Laverne: Do either of you think that this is a waste of time?

*Riley and Iceheart look at each other*

Riley and Iceheart: Nope.

Laverne: It IS! Think about it!

Riley: Oh, would ya look at the time! It's time for our first segment: Conversing with the Writer!

Iceheart: After this short break...

Breona: Apocalyptic Dawn on PokéCommunity forums announcement... From the 20th of March, Apocalyptic Dawn will be approximately having a two and a half week break. Thank you!

Persi: *sniffs haughtily* You are now returned to the interview...

SEGMENT ONE: Conversing with the Writer!

Iceheart: ... Tell us a little bit about yourself, LM...

LM: I'm nearly 25. I like to watch various shows which include Pokémon, Bakugan, Yugioh 5D's and Video Hits, story write, listen to certain music and surf the web... oh yeah, and talk with my online friends.

Riley: Found anyone yet? *winks*

LM (frowning): Nope.

Maverick: *mutters* Pathetic.

LM: I heard that, Maverick!

Maverick: ^_^

Riley: Come off it already, Maverick... Now, how did the conception of Apocalyptic Dawn come about?

LM: That's a long story... Apocalyptic Dawn wasn't the original name for the fic — Pokémon: Generation of the Clones was. And Pokémon: GotC was born way back on the 28th of September 2005. However, the fic was quite bad back then, being generic and all that. Back then, I was Psychic Umbreon and I was constantly pushing myself to release a chapter a week. Put simply, Pokémon: GotC was — in my head, at least — the sequel to another author's fic. The altered versions of the fic had fake Pokémon appear in them, and I've kept the tradition going since.

Iceheart: Fake Pokémon?

LM: Yeah. There were the Psychic/Ghost types Magepup, Magehound and Mageberus; Zebreez and Cloubra, the Flying/Ghost types; Icekit — pure Ice — and Felireeze, Ice/Steel; oh yeah, the Grass/Dragon types — Drapling, Woodvern and Arbogon. And then there's the starters and their evolutions, I can't forget them. Lerrow, Lekite and Leagle were the unusual Grass/Flying types; Firkit, Firwean and Firtah were Fire types; and lastly, there was Liquipup, Liquizzle and Liquihound, the Water and Water/Ice types.

Riley: What happened, then? How come none of them have appeared in the fic yet?

LM: Two others — Arkbull and Sandmaul — actually have, and that was several times in Arc 1, but they are allied with Team Rocket.

Riley: So, how complete is Arc 1?

LM: *raises eyebrows at the Luxray* Riley, if Arc 1 wasn't complete, would I have started on Arc 2? The answer's "yes, Arc 1 is finished".

Riley: Okay, one last thing. Did you make any modifications or are you planning any changes at this point?

LM: When I looked back over Arc 1 several weeks ago, I noticed some anomalies, so I deleted them. I am considering completely revising the fic so far, to attempt to make it better.

Iceheart: In Arc 2, how many Gym battles are there?

LM: Only 1.

Riley: Will any new characters of consequence appear in Arc 2?

LM: Yep, two new characters make their debut in Chapter 14. They will also be the last of the unplanned trainers.

Riley and Laverne: ...

LM: Okay, that's enough for segment one.

Iceheart: Yeah, 'cause Segment Two is the part I'm sure you've all been waiting for...

SEGMENT TWO: The Deleted Scenes...

LM: Keep in mind that these scenes were from the original version of Apocalyptic Dawn, which was called Kanto Origins. Kanto Origins had fakemon appear in it.

Riley: There were deleted scenes?

Maverick: Seems like that.

Wisteria (tearful): Why would LM delete scenes from the AD plot?

Tyria (goes on a rampage): I wasn't even in the original, so what does that say to you about LM?!

Breona: Tyria! Settle down!

Tyria: Why should I?!

Riley: Moving on... Why don't we look at this first scene?

Deleted Scene # 1 — From Chapter 9: The S.S. Hawkesbury Showdown!

The moon was full, a pearly orb of light that shone down on Kanto, rendering street lights obsolete. In fact, the light was so bright, it almost looked like day time, and only the sky was dark. A spattering of stars in the blanket of heavens twinkled with a luminous glow. Paul was sitting on the steps of the Pokémon Centre in Vermillion City, staring at Zurax's Poké Ball and feeling embarrassed at the same time.

"What's the matter, Paul?" Josephine asked, as she came up behind the auburn-haired boy and sat down beside him.

"Huh? Oh... I'm just thinking of what happened today, when we were accidentally locked in that storeroom cupboard."

"Ah... I'm sure you'll remember that for a long time to come," she replied, as she blushed and stood up. "As beautiful as it is tonight, I'm going to go to bed. See you in the morning." Josephine leant down and kissed Paul on the cheek. As she walked inside, she turned and whispered, "I love you, Paul."

Paul touched his cheek and said to himself: "I love you too, Josephine."

Maverick: Your point?

Juri: That would have been a good scene... Admit it...

Maverick: No.

Riley: Fine, what about this one...?


Deleted Scene # 2 — From Chapter 9: The S.S. Hawkesbury Showdown!

Having woken up later than usual the next morning for some reason, Josephine became quite pissed off when Paul and Rachel showed her their Thunder Badges that they'd earned from Lt. Surge.

"AARRGGHH!! You... How could you do that to me?! I thought we were a team?!" she ranted and raved at them.

<Ol' Surge is waiting for yo in the Gym,> Breona spoke up, after receiving a telepathic message from Psy.

Swiftly returning the Pidgeotto to her containment device, Josephine's red hair flared behind her as she ran out of the Pokémon Centre, heading towards the Gym. For the third time in her life, Josephine found herself carving out her destiny. "This will be a one on one Pokémon battle for the Thunder Badge. Although there is no time limit, I am within my powers to end the match whenever I see fit. Ready?" Not waiting for an answer, Victor continued. "Begin!"

"Go, Lezro!" Josephine shouted, without any hesitation.

"Kick his arse, Electabuzz!"

Although she had fought no Gym battles yet with only one Pokémon, there was the Nugget Bridge tournament, which she had won with flying colours. So when Victor decreed that it was to be a one versus one duel, it had taken the redhead by surprise. In the long run, it didn't really make any difference — she just had to make sure that she didn't make any mistakes with Lekite; otherwise, her winning streak with the Gym Leaders would be destroyed. For the past couple of days, though, Lezro had been training hard and Josephine had faith in her friend.

Opposite Lekite stood a strange creature that looked vaguely human, which prompted the teen to recall the incident at Bill's retreat; however, she did not delude herself. It may have had arms and legs like a human, although they were somewhat stunted; ultimately, it was its black and yellow fur and tooth-filled mouth that destroyed any allusions that the Pokémon was anything other than that. Curious as to what she was facing, Josephine brought out her Pokédex and flicked it open.

"Electabuzz, the Electric Pokémon — a Pokémon of the Electric type. This Pokémon recharges the electric cells in its body by siphoning energy from areas of high power such as power plants, causing widespread blackouts. Electricity runs across the surface of Electabuzz's body, causing it to glow slightly and statically charge the air."

"Right, let's get started, then." Josephine said more to herself than anybody else. "Start off with Double Edge, Lezro!"

Wasting no time on pleasantries with his opponent, Lekite charged the yellow creature down, his beak open. Like her Pokémon, Josephine was eager to end the battle quickly rather than draw it out, because it left less room to make a mistake that Surge could exploit. So she had opened with Double Edge, a technique that used all of Lekite's strength to deliver maximum damage; the other side of this double-edged sword was that to gain this level of attack power actually hurt Lekite.

As Lezro approached Electabuzz, Surge shouted out a quick, concise command. "Counter!"

Electabuzz's arms shot out and caught the speedy green bullet just before he reached his target, lifting him high into the air and, to Josephine's shock, slamming him straight into the ground with a mind-numbing crunch. As though adding injury to insult, Electabuzz grabbed a tight hold of the upside-down opponent and laughed as he channelled electricity through his skin and into Lekite, causing plumes of smoke to rise from the Leaf Kite Pokémon.

Despite the parts of the Grass Pokémon that were burning, he was perfectly alright. Thundershock barely fazed Lezro thanks to his plant heritage. It was fortunate that Electabuzz, in his arrogant vigour that military Pokémon are renowned for, had forgotten that plant tissue was not good at conducting electricity. Finishing his attack, he glanced back at his commanding officer who nodded knowingly.

Rearing back his arm, Electabuzz squeezed his eyes tight and concentrated. Lezro took this time, while the Electric Pokémon was distracted, to orient himself and counterattack; however, as his trademark Razor Leaf move came out to help him pull away, energy crackled around Electabuzz's hand. It glowed so bright that it suddenly burst into flames. In a flash, Electabuzz had punched Lezro in the face with his flaming fist, knocking him clear across the arena.

"Fire Punch on an Electric Gym Leader's Pokémon?" Josephine questioned, before whistling in amazement. "What's the world coming to?"

"All's fair in love and war, and Pokémon training is a combination of both." Surge laughed, enjoying every moment of his opponent's vulnerability. "And while we're at it, Fire Punch isn't the only cross-type technique that Electabuzz knows. Show her, Electabuzz."

Concentrating just as hard as he had before, Electabuzz closed his eyes and charged energy around his other fist as though he were summoning a Thunderpunch or its flame-based equivalent; however, the energy that surrounded his hand spread outwards creating a magnetic field around his right forearm. This, to the redhead's surprise, drew all of the heat out of the air and layered Electabuzz's arm with a coating of blue sleet. It was similar to the thin blanket of ice found on early morning grass in winter.

In one hand, the Electric Pokémon was wielding a ball of fire, like the volcanic brass knuckles of the Pokémon world, but in the other hand the lack of heat had created a swirling mass of ice that corrupted the air around it into sub-zero temperatures. With both extremes of the mercurial scale at his command, Electabuzz had Lekite — a slave to both extremes — at a disadvantage.

Shaking her head, Josephine tried to taunt Surge into surrendering his obvious advantage by playing off his pride. "Lieutenant Surge, I didn't know you had to stray away from the Pokémon element you pledged your loyalty to in order to win."

"We play the cards we're dealt." He returned, refusing to take the bait.

"Makes little difference in the long run, Lieutenant." Placing emphasis on the rank that had been given to him by the Pokémon trainers of Kanto, cheapening his real military rank of lieutenant colonel, Josephine was attacking Surge more out of spite than anything else.

Frustrated, Surge growled. "I think it's time I put you in your place, lassie."

"Don't worry, Lezro." The redhead consoled her friend as he staggered to his feet. "To use his attacks, Electabuzz has to get close. Just stay away from his fists."

"Can't have that now, can we, buddy?" Electabuzz shook furiously at his master's banter.

Seeing Electabuzz psyched up put Josephine off guard slightly. The Electric Pokémon was probably used to fighting these sorts of battles, having faced many trainers with Grass types who considered themselves smart for using said Pokémon type in an Electric Gym, so he was acquainted with the strategies. The key to victory in the Vermillion Gym was thinking outside the box that less talented trainers were confined to; however, it was proving difficult to come up with battle plans.

Taking the initiative, Electabuzz charged at Lekite, prompting the Leaf Kite Pokémon to send out a flurry of leaves, so he could get away quickly. As he charged, though, Electabuzz closed his eyes and screamed, charging up more electrical energy. Just as he reached Lezro, he released the charge and a wave of electricity washed over Lekite, causing him to flinch visibly and falter in his attempts at a retreat, much to Josephine's chagrin.

"Lezro!" Josephine pleaded. "Flee!"

While the Pallet trainer could only watch as her partner tried to stumble away from Electabuzz's dichotic attacks, which pounded him into the ground, Surge shed some light on the Grass Pokémon's ailment. "Electabuzz used Thunder Wave..."

"I know!" Josephine snapped. "I hate that move!"

"Well then, you should also know that Lekite is helpless now."

"Not as helpless as Electabuzz..." the Pallet-born trainer murmured as a plan for victory flashed through her mind. "Lezro, Sleep Powder!"

Because Electabuzz was standing directly over his prey, the cloud of silver dust struck him in the face and he inhaled an entire lung-full of the chemical concocted from Lezro's wings, causing him to stagger backwards and sneeze uncontrollably. When the black and yellow Pokémon was finished spasming, he looked up at Surge to see if his master had any commands, and then collapsed to the ground in a heap, trying desperately to keep his eyes open.

Shaking off the paralysis, Lezro staggered backwards, nursing burns from both fire and ice on his flanks; however, he stopped before retreating too far and, without waiting for an order from Josephine, lashed out with his Razor Leaf technique, slapping Electabuzz to the ground. It was obvious even to the most elementary observer that the attack had little effect on the Electric Pokémon, but Lezro persisted anyway in revenge for the previous beating he'd received.

Knowing all too well that she had only bought herself a little bit of time and Electabuzz would have the powder out of his system in no time, Josephine considered the facts; she needed to get Lezro away from Electabuzz, but in a position where he could fight back and win the match. As she thought about the battle, her eyes wandered up to the iron framework of the hanger roof high above, and then to Lezro's Razor Leaf-filled wings.

Slowly, Electabuzz's strength was returning and he was angry at his antagonist. After a minute or two of having his sides whipped by Lekite's sharp leaves, Electabuzz was sporting a series of nasty red marks, not the gashes Lezro was aiming for. Striding purposefully towards Lezro, he recharged his hands with fire and ice and prepared to finish the match.

"Lezro, go up!" Josephine shouted.

Looking up to see what his mistress was screaming about, Lekite understood the order given to him and, with his wings, shot up into the rafters above, wrapping themselves around the iron; however, he nearly didn't escape the furious Electabuzz in time.

Once Lezro was safe, he was free to fire bursts of leaves down on Electabuzz without worrying about fiery or icy repercussions. Realizing the melee combat he excelled at had been removed from the battle, Electabuzz saved the energy in his hands and they returned to their original shades of yellow. The next step was to charge up his electric cells again and start firing bursts of energy at Lezro, who used his wings to swing through the air randomly, making for a tough target to hit.

"What are you trying to accomplish? You are just delaying the inevitable!" Surge barked.

"Use Leech Seed." Ignoring Surge's banter became easier the more Josephine remembered jocks.

An expert at Leech Seed now, Lezro hit Electabuzz with miniature plant seeds. As their roots burrowed through the Electric Pokémon's skin, Lekite continued with his Razor Leaf attack, cutting his opponent more and more until red replaced yellow on Electabuzz's fur. Although nothing came to Josephine's mind as far as effective strategies went, she would soon be forced into a situation where she would have to act on her feet.

Suddenly, Lezro spasmed in the air, releasing one of his wings to the paralysis that still lingered in his muscles. With only one wing left to support him, Lekite fell to the ground below, landing with a thud and then leaping up to his feet, the seizure subsided. Electabuzz jumped on the opportunity to end what was supposed to be a short battle, casting the flames and sleet back onto his fists.

Frustrated by fate, Josephine watched dismally as Electabuzz bore down on Lezro, until something rather peculiar happened; in the sunlight that bathed the hanger in a warm glow Lekite had fallen and, now that he was in the yellow light, once again his body began to glow vigorously. Josephine had seen this once before during training when Lezro had used the technique Synthesis to regain health from photosynthesising the light. Wondering what other techniques Lezro had stored within his body, Josephine returned her spirit to the competition.

Seeing Lezro's back glow yellow didn't dissuade Electabuzz from attacking; so, as planned, his fire fist raced towards its target, great jets of flame lancing forward in excitement. The burning hand never reached Lekite, though. For as the Electric type closed the distance between the two Pokémon, something appeared in the air, as though the light created a solid wall. Electabuzz's fist slammed into the sparkling shield and bounced off.

Perplexed by this latest development in the battle, Electabuzz tried his other hand, only to receive the same result. He tried both, but to no avail. Lekite, knowing not to look a gift Rapidash in the mouth, lashed out quickly with his Wing Attack, forcing Electabuzz to the ground. He then jumped onto the Electric Pokémon, performing an expert Body Slam, breaking one of his opponent's arms and jarring him so badly he couldn't move.

Surge cursed under his breath, making sure the children couldn't hear.

"Go, Lezro!" Josephine encouraged her partner. "Try Double Edge now!"

Although luck played a part in the turn around of the battle, credit could also be given to the seeds imbedded in Electabuzz's skin, which constantly fed Lezro energy, recharging his cells. When the Leaf Kite Pokémon struck the Electric type, Electabuzz groaned in agony as the roots under his skin did their work. Lekite would have normally been injured in that attack also; however, as Electabuzz hurt, Lezro healed.

Racing forward eager to deliver another devastating Double Edge, Lekite did not see Electabuzz shake off his paralysis and swing his fist around. It was only after he was lying on the ground, scorched by yet another Fire Punch, did he consider what Electabuzz's intentions were. It became obvious as the Electric type stalked towards the downed Pokémon, one arm limp at his side, that his intentions were hostile.

"Come on, Electabuzz, buddy!" Surge shouted. "Kick the **** out of him!"

Blessed by the gift fate had bestowed upon her, Josephine dared to tempt it again. "Lezro, use the sunlight to recharge yourself!"

Facing the blinding morning sun, Lekite soaked in the beautiful warm glow, causing his body to pulse uncontrollably, as if the energy was overloading. Although he had looked close to death, now he looked rested. With the energy stored inside, Lezro began to concentrate, focusing what he had gathered from the sunlight. Curious as to see what would come next, the redhead held her breath.

Electabuzz charged straight at his enemy, causing the Leaf Kite to bring his wings forward in defence; however, as the Electric Pokémon closed in, he disappeared in a flash of yellow. "Watch out behind you!" Josephine shouted. "He's using Quick Attack!"

"Yes!" Surge yelled as adrenaline coursed through his body. "Finish him!"

Whirling around, Lezro spotted the yellow and black streak that could only be Electabuzz and opened his beak, revealing for all to see — a seething, boiling mass of purple goo, ready for deployment. It was stuffed into the small space, so when the burst of energy released it, it was more like an explosion. Because of the volume of Sludge Bomb, most of the air in the arena was taken up by purplish-black toxins, creating a very yucky looking beam.

They crashed into Electabuzz as he closed in, stopping him in mid-stride and tearing through him with a smelly stench. Like a good soldier, he did not fall, though; he simply stood in the beam, accepting each splatter as it was given to him. However, when the onslaught ended, there was really nothing left for the bewildered Pokémon to do but collapse.

"Electabuzz is unable to battle!" Victor declared, amazed at his commander's defeat. "The victory goes to Lekite and Josephine from Pallet Town!"

Withdrawing Electabuzz, Lt. Surge crossed the arena to meet Josephine in the middle as she tended to Lezro's injuries, concentrating on his paralysis first and letting the sun heal his other ailments. Lincoln, Lt. Surge's friend, also stepped onto the battlefield to congratulate the teen on her victory.

"Well done, lassie," Mr. Lincoln spoke up, with a twinkle in his eye.

"Yeah, that really kicked arse, Josephine." Slapping the fourteen-year-old who defeated him on the back, Surge held out his hand with a small yellow icon in it. "Here is the Thunder Badge, your prize for defeating the Vermillion City Pokémon Gym. You're one step closer to living your dream as a Pokémon master, mate." The Leader slapped her on the back again, playfully.

LM: Okay, that should be enough for segment two.

Riley: Yeah, it's about time we moved on. Let's go...

FINAL SEGMENT: Query Time!

Riley: Okay, so let's roll out these questions...

LM: We'll try not to leave anyone's question unanswered...

Iceheart: We won't reveal spoilers, though...

Laverne: Or too many of them...

Riley: First round of questions are from Zephyr Drake... Okay, first one: "Was there any reason that Kingpin left the team, and didn't he have any misgivings about leaving?"

LM: Kingpin left as there was one too many Nidorino (read: Paul had a Nidorino, as well). He didn't have any misgivings because he was aware of the 'too many Nido' issue and also since he felt threatened by his older brother, Brute. But, because Kingpin has a fan in Zephyr Drake, I have good news — Bill gives him back to Josephine when the Chosen pay a visit to the Cerulean City area.

Riley: Next one's also from Zephyr Drake: "What's with Juri? Why doesn't he loosen up a little?"

LM: Um... Juri was cold and distant because his family was murdered when he was young. But now, having met his parents' murderer face-to-face and after revealing the secret to his team-mates, he's learned to relax.

Maverick: What a pathetic question...

Laverne: Maverick!

Maverick: What? It was...

Riley and LM: -_-;

Iceheart: Okay, we have one from Commander Electric: "How did you come up with the ideas of using humanized Legendaries within the fan-fiction?"

LM: All I really did was look at the Sugimori art in my Pokémon strategy guides/handbooks and design human bodies for them. Mewtwo and Mew were by far the easiest.

Riley: Next one: "Which character is your favourite to write?"

LM: I'd have to say Josephine.

Maverick: Okay, Commander Electric's last question is: "What future battle do you most look forward to seeing written?"

LM: Possibly the Celadon Gym battle, but most definitely the battle against Serenity — the acting Gym Leader of Saffron if anything happens to Sabrina.

*Scarface starts behaving inappropriately*

LM: Okay then, with all of the questions answered, it's time to bring this special to a close...

Iceheart: Wait!

Maverick: ...

Iceheart: Don't the fans get a sneak peek of Chapter 14?

LM: I don't see why not... *looks through info*... This'll do just fine...

*Bronco and Brooklyn attempt to placate Scarface*

LM: Coming up in AD... After a few days of training, Josephine is ready to challenge the wheelchair-bound Lt. Surge, as she has set her sights upon the Gym's prize... the Thunder Badge. Meanwhile, the arrival of her peacemaker auntie has Rachel in a panic... not to mention the unexpected appearance of Set Johnson has all of the Chosen on edge... Apocalyptic Dawn Chapter 14: The Winds of Change... coming soon!
 
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That was so innovated. I loved it! I want to see more of it when you have the chance. Maverick is such a cool character. I think that you cannot deny that after reading this. WAH! This is so cool. I wish that I have thought of that. :) Too bad no one reads my stuff enough. -_-' Anyway good job. I'm looking forward to the next one.
 
well I have been a mixture of amused and and interested. Maverick, you should learn to keep your mouth shut. I truly wonder, what would have been if you had continued with the original fic's plot. Very very curious. Well, I'll miss you during the break but hopefully everything that comes before that will keep me satiated during that time. Keep it up.
 
A/N: I must thank Fuyu for helping out with a description of an adult version of Blue, from the Pokémon manga; the differences being her name, as in my fic she is Rachel's mother's younger sister and her team of Pokémon. I must advise people right now that I am not following the manga canon in regards to Blue, so you only have yourself to blame for any anomalies that come up. This is a very different Blue, please keep that in mind!

It is my birthday on the 20th; however, since I'm celebrating it a week before in real life, why not celebrate it around the same time on PC?

Chapter 14: The Winds of Change
(It's Legendarian Mistress' 25th birthday!)

Three days later...

It's been a long time since I bothered to look in a mirror, the woman thought, staring solemnly at her reflection with her sad blue gaze. Brushing her reddish-brown hair from her face, she examined the white gloves resting upon her bedside table. "I can't believe I went back to this outfit," she muttered, brushing her fingers against the short black dress. "I really should hurry up," she said to the empty room. "After all, time won't wait." Slipping on her white boots, Bohdana Piper left, clutching a Poké Ball in one fist.

From birth, Bohdana had been a Savina-family member; that is, up until Rachel — her niece — left Pewter City to be schooled at Pallet's Pokémon Trainers' Academy at the age of five. It was at that time that Bohdana changed her last name to Piper and began training her partners once more. Nowadays, she is an experienced "mature-aged" trainer, having breezed through two Indigo League competitions and only lost once.

Bohdana knew that there was a Gym battle at Vermillion City today, as it had been advertised for the last three days and, judging by how excited everyone was, it was going to be a monumental match. She did have to wonder who exactly was challenging Lt. Surge. Was it a relative newbie? Or was it a skilled trainer like herself? What Pokémon would the trainer use against an army lieutenant? Which partner would Surge call upon? All of these questions and a few more were running through her head as she headed towards the Gym.

*****

She could still feel the ribbons of fatigue dripping off of her skin from the previous three days of non-stop training. All for this moment, Josephine devoted herself to conquer that hurdle before her. That hurdle was Lt. Surge — he looked at her as fiercely as he had done any other opponent before. Despite the fact that he was bound to a wheel-chair, he hardly looked like he was in pain. Those years of war experiences made pain itself much more bearable, especially when it came to something that he wanted to accomplish. This time, his mission was to defeat Josephine. The pain would have to wait.

"At the request of Lt. Surge, this will be a one on one encounter. The battle will only end if either of the Pokémon faints or cannot continue. Surrender is always an option as well. Are the rules clear?" the referee questioned.

Surge as well as Josephine nodded to confirm the rules of the battle. Even in a wheelchair, Lt. Surge appeared as gruff as ever. His features seemed to buckle within the intensity slowly seeping through the pores of his skin. Like always he wanted to win, yet he also knew that Josephine wanted to as well. It was only natural. With everyone else carefully observing from above, Josephine clutched the Poké Ball. Everyone knew which Pokémon she was caressing with her thumb.

"Will she really use an Electric type against an Electric Gym Leader?" Rachel wondered aloud.

Honestly, she was expecting a response from someone when she said that. She turned to Arthur, Katie, and finally to Damien. She wanted a response from him. Out of everyone there, he was the one who talked the least; Rachel wasn't satisfied with that. A smile crept up on her lips as she suddenly flopped upon him and started tickling him.

Damien's laughter left a unique but pleasant aura to the Gym. For someone so withdrawn and dark, his laughter showed promise as well as purpose. "S-stop it," Damien spoke between his laughter as he pushed Rachel away.

"Then talk!" she demanded.

Damien took some time to gather some breath from the pains of laughing so hard. It didn't help that he hadn't done so in a while. He assumed a more appropriate stance for conversation, since he was basically on the floor when he was being tickled to death, and nodded his head.

"She would definitely use an Electric type against Surge," Damien spoke smoothly.

"But that doesn't make sense!" Rachel cried out.

"I think it does…" Damien stroked his chin. "You have to think that his Pokémon... is connected to her in more ways than you can see. This bond is strength."

Rachel's eyes widened with that thought. Was this bond enough to defeat one of the lords of electricity? Would she want to risk him knowing every attack coming? It's definitely something that would put her at a disadvantage. Then why, why would she risk losing? She could feel her stomach fall when Josephine threw the Poké Ball into the air. It crashed into the ground revealing Riley, the Luxray.

"Riley," Josephine kept herself calm. The Luxray gave something of a slightly aggravated purr. "Keep your mind focused on the battle, if you will." Josephine smiled.

<I will try,> Riley's voice possessed this elegant tone like a woven silk. She seemed livid at first; however, it soon wore off as she stretched her four-legged body.

"You would really use Riley against me?" Lt. Surge spoke as he leaned within wheel chair.

"I don't see why not," Josephine folded her arms.

"Electricity is my specialty. Not many have fought me on equal grounds and became a victor. Do you really want to cross this road?"

"Just choose your Pokémon, Mr. Surge," was Josephine's response.

"Very well…"

Everyone was expecting it, Surge tossing the Poké Ball upward to crash into a ground and the orange-mouse to emerge from the light. Yet, it didn't happen. Instead, a humanoid cat-like creature bore itself through the pale luminosity of the ball. It was Surge's Electabuzz. Everyone's face contorted oddly at Surge's choice. The former Army Ranger released a hearty laugh as both his Pokémon and he assumed the same stance.

"You deserve one of my best, Josephine, for choosing so boldly…" Lt. Surge smiled.

Once Josephine had observed the Electabuzz further, he looked much older than any of his other Electric Pokémon. His shaggy yellow fur was striped with greying lines and he was a bit slimmer than a younger one. Yet the vigour of battle still glowed brightly within his eyes. He was born from battle and he was battle. There was no denying that.

"Challenger, ready?" the referee questioned.

"Yes," Josephine responded.

"Gym leader, ready?" the referee turned to Surge.

"Yeah," Surge spoke as he put his elbow on the arm of the wheel chair.

"Then let this battle begin."

Without much noticed, the Electabuzz sprung forwards unleashing a powerful Thunderpunch towards Riley. Out of reflex alone, she dodged it. Something felt different about that attack. Though it would damage her as much as other attacks would, it was like it could crush her very being.

"You shouldn't underestimate Private Buzzkill," Lt. Surge shrugged. "He did go to war with his master."

Josephine's mind began to race. She stared blankly at the small crater that Buzzkill, the Electabuzz, punched through. It did quite a healthy amount of damage to the floor and was definitely something to avoid. She soon collected her thoughts to assess the actual situation. She was fighting another Electric type, thus her Electric attacks would not be half as useful. So, other attacks would be better suited for this situation — attacks that weren't electricity-based.

"Crunch, Riley!" Josephine shouted.

"Fire Punch, Buzz…" Surge smiled.

Before Riley could sink her fangs into the Electabuzz, she was met with a flame-engulfed fist that sent her flying back to where she had come from. Riley skidded across the floor for a while before catching herself for a better position. She shook off the remnants of fire dangling from her charred coat as she bettered her position.

<I don't think I like that Electabuzz,> Riley closed her eyes.

"I don't think I do either," Josephine concurred. He was strong.

"Don't tell me that you are giving up?" Surge mocked.

Instead of a response, Riley lunged forward with a claw towards the Electabuzz's eye. It was too close for the Pokémon to dodge, thus causing a slight slither of blood to ooze from his eye. The Pokémon tried to unleash another one of his punches, this time ice-based, towards his opponent. However, Riley dodged it cleanly and hit him with her claw aimed at his face.

"Stop playing with him," Josephine chastised.

<I'm not…>

"Then Ice Fang…"

She did as she was commanded and sank her teeth into Buzzkill's forearm. It promptly froze before the Pokémon pulled his arm away — now just a frozen block of ice. He stared at the column of ice in slight pain before a smile fluttered upon his face.

"Thunderpunch," Surge cried.

"Why?" Josephine asked herself as well as all of the spectators.

The Pokémon slammed the frozen fist towards his opponent forcing her to dodge it before she would have been clubbed. The ice broke soon without touching the ground due to the vibrations of the electricity coursing through the arm. Josephine took a step back breathless. Surge was a brilliant man.

"That was good," Arthur noted kind of nervously.

"He didn't become Lieutenant because he was dumb," Damien said, as he leaned half-way over the guard rail.

"Josephine will win," Katie spoke confidently, even though her mind was littered with doubts.

"Iron Tail!" Josephine cried out.

<Right,> Riley responded.

Riley dashed towards the Electabuzz, her tail glimmering grey as though it was dipped in pure silver. She slammed her tail against Buzzkill's now defensive arms.

"Wrap your tail around his arm!"

She did as she was told. The star at the end of her tail moved rapidly around Buzzkill's left arm. Surge's Pokémon tried to pull the tail away, however couldn't due to its new density.

"Magnet Rise and then toss him!" Josephine cried out.

The Luxray levitated about five metres off the ground, before spinning her body around to toss him into the wall. She gracefully floated back down after the Magnet Rise was completed.

Buzzkill gave out a cry of pain before standing up again. He was almost at his limit; that could be seen on both his face and Surge's. Yet both of them seemed as though they had a plan.

"Are you ready, Private?" Surge noted.

Buzzkill nodded, before dashing toward his opponent. It was truly hard to predict his movement since he and his master hardly spoke aloud. Their bond would speak for them. They knew what was expected of the other.

The Electabuzz sent out a wave of punches towards Riley forcing her to dodge them. Each of them was faster than the next, forcing her closer and closer to the wall. It was there, with her back against the wall, when she thought of a plan.

<Discharge!> Riley cried out.

"Damn…" Lt. Surge muttered.

The attack was definitely a bold one since there was a small window involved. The next punch would have had to be Thunderpunch for it to work. If it was, the electricity of both of the Pokémon would clash, forcing each of them backwards. Since Riley was already against the wall, it wouldn't hurt as much… or so she thought.

The educated prediction worked for the most part. The next punch was indeed an electric fist; however, the electricity from both of the Pokémon struck them. Buzzkill was sent flying backwards, while Riley took the brunt of the blow. Both were rendered unconscious. It was a draw.

"Wow…" Arthur's eyes dashed back and forth. "It's a draw."

"Both fought like masters… using electricity like I have never seen before…" Rachel spoke, trying to get her mind together.

"Good job, Josephine," Surge smiled as he returned his Pokémon. The pain in his leg struck him like lightning. "****!" Surge cried out.

"Surge?!" Josephine raised her voice as she returned her Pokémon.

"Don't worry about me," he muttered. "It's nothing compared to being shot in the chest."

Surge has been shot in the chest?! The Chosen looked shocked as their closeness brought forward that thought.

"Anyway, Josephine…" Surge smiled. "Great job…"

"Absolutely pathetic; even I know you could have done much better than that!" A new, unfamiliar voice sneered as the voice's owner walked forward. The Chosen and Lt. Surge turned to face the newcomer and Josephine was greeted by a familiar face.

Paul? She questioned herself, but stopped a moment later. No, Paul's dead. Then who is this...?

Arthur, Damien, Liana and Katie were thinking along the same sort of lines. The arrival of this Paul look-alike will tear Josephine's heart apart. Amaya had never known Josephine's first love and, because of this, was feeling a bit left behind.

The teen was of an average height and he had spiky, auburn-coloured hair. He wore a grey shirt and baggy purple pants. On each of his wrists was a purple sweatband and cupped in his right hand were two red and white spheres.

"Who are you?" Josephine demanded.

He tilted his head, as if appalled by the girl's reaction. Eventually, he smirked, but it seemed to be filled with malice. "Paul never told you?"

"Told us what?!" Arthur snapped; tired of the other boy's attempt to play mind-games.

There was laughter for several moments, and then it stopped. "I'm the identical brother he never told you about. The name's Set, how's it going?" He offered his hand in a hand-shake, but the other trainers wisely ignored the motion. Seeing the narrowed glares from five of the Chosen didn't faze Set; instead, he brought out two spheres and waved them in Josephine's vision. "Why don't we have a walk down memory lane, eh Josephine?"

He released the two Pokémon contained within and, after the light faded, the forms of a Dragonair and Nidoking were revealed. Josephine immediately became filled with hatred of Set — those were two of Paul's Pokémon! Whether or not Paul had a reason to not inform them of his identical twin hardly mattered now — Set had to be stopped! She would not allow this obviously evil brother to tarnish Paul's legacy!

Sensing Josephine's mood because of their psychic connection, Amaya stepped forward. The Channeler's daughter frowned childishly, examining the Pokémon opposite her. "Well, you're just a monster, aren't you?" she questioned, pulling two Poké Balls from her belt. Amaya smiled. "That's a good thing really, because..." Releasing Lea and Spira, her smile widened cruelly. "Those like you and I are the best to taste!" Stepping in front of Josephine, she licked her lips hungrily. "With your permission Josephine, I'd like to battle him."

"Feel free to," was all the redhead said.

*****

As the battle between Amaya and Set began, a battle of a more personal level was occurring with Rachel and her auntie at the entrance way of Vermillion City.

"Why now, auntie Bohdana?! Why did you have to come back now?!" the lavender-haired girl yelled.

Sshing her and making placating motions with her hands, Bohdana explained: "You were only five when I left, you wouldn't remember much. That said, do you remember the story of how your parents got together? Yes? And how it looked as though they died? Yes? Well, this is where it's going to hurt... they're still alive. They need your help; they're being held in Sinnoh by rogue Team Rocket members."

Rachel was speechless, staring at her auntie with her mouth wide open. She shook her head, disbelieving what Bohdana had said. "How do you know this? If you... why didn't you help them yourself?!" Her voice rose again.

"Believe me, I tried. I tried negotiating your parents release with the separatists, but they refused. So, your parents begged me to get in contact with you."

Rachel looked at the ground, her mouth still partially open as she sighed. "You're not putting me in a very good position, you know," she responded as her face rose so her eyes could meet her auntie's.

"I know, but what choice is there?" Bohdana answered.

Torn, Rachel stared back towards the Gym where Amaya was no doubt still fighting Set. If she accepted her auntie's request, it would mean she and Damien would have to leave the group for a while; it wasn't something that she wanted to do willingly.

"I'll do it," the violet-haired teen exhaled heavily as she replied.

*****

Liana Shadowlore is of average height and build. Her brown hair is long and tumbles down her shoulders, and her eyes are piercingly green and almond-shaped. Her skin carries a sun-kissed tan, and her eyelashes are long. She usually doesn't wear makeup, but when she does, she accents her eyes with eyeliner and they look as though they are about to pop.

However, even the goddess-like beauty of Athena couldn't compare to Liana's rage right now. Her hat had a pair of ears that were laid back, like an angry cat's. Already, but just the once, she'd had to be held back while trying to lunge at Set. She'd been quick to yell and call him obscene names.

Amaya put the distractions behind her and telepathically asked Josephine what she should do now that she'd defeated Brute and Drake. Whatever you do, the redhead answered, do not kill them. They are Paul's Pokémon and I value their lives.

Okay, Amaya responded.

With his defeat engulfing him like the ocean, Set returned the stolen creatures to their respective balls and ran off, but not before saying: "I'll be back for a rematch, you lot! And this time, it WILL be with you, Josephine! You hear me?!"

"Yeah, yeah... we hear ya! Now just piss off!" Rachel yelled at his retreating form. With a heavy heart, the teenager turned to her friends and breathed in, preparing to tell them about how she accepted her auntie's request.

"Stand down, Rach," Josephine interjected. "We know already."

"Huh? How?" she queried, looking shocked.

"Your auntie came by after she finished talking to you and told us," Arthur added.

"Don't think you're going anywhere without us," Damien continued.

"Um... well, it's really only Damien I can go with," Rachel finalized the conversation, with an apologetic tone in her voice.

"......" the others were stunned at the turn of events.

"What's the deal, Rach?" the red-haired girl questioned her best friend.

"It's not that I don't want you guys to come, it's more of a get to know each other time for me and Damien while we save my parents," came the answer.

Josephine opened her mouth to say something, but Arthur put a hand on his girlfriend's arm, silently telling her to stop. The prince nodded at Rachel and Damien, his motion wishing them good luck, before he turned and hurried after Josephine who had stormed off in a huff.

Knowing Lt. Surge had given them a mission, mainly in order for Josephine to earn the Thunder Badge; the remaining Chosen set their sights upon Saffron's Silph Co. building in an attempt to start eliminating the threat of Team Rocket.
 
I read your latest chapter and while I didn't know what was going on in some places, I rather liked the gym battle against Surge. And, because I'm bored, here's a short review with a few things I noticed:

Instead of a response, Riley lunged forward with a claw towards the Electabuzz's eye. It was too close for the Pokémon to dodge, thus causing a slight slither of blood to ooze from his eye.
Now, I'm not quite sure if I'm correct, but the eye is made up a white material and doesn't contain blood. If it was scratched, it'd ooze this white liquid, not blood.

Both were rendered unconscious. It was a draw.
A bit more description would be nice here. Maybe describe how Riley was laying on the ground, limp and not moving, instead of just stating that they were unconscious.

Knowing Lt. Surge had given them a mission, mainly in order for Josephine to earn the Thunder Badge; the remaining Chosen set their sights upon Saffron's Silph Co. building in an attempt to start eliminating the threat of Team Rocket.
The ending was a bit abrupt. It seems more like a summary than anything else.

Anyways, as said, I enjoyed the battle between Josephine and Surge. I liked your description of the old Electabuzz, it really brought an image to my head. Surge acted as expected of an electric-type master and now that I think about it, it was a rather bold move for Josephine to use another electric-type. Having both of them lose was rather realistic, especially since the Electabuzz seemed like the 'old warrior' type, not a Pokemon to be taken lightly.
 
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