9CHAPTER1: INTRO OF DARKNESS
So, anybody that bothers reading this of course, I have had an idea pop into my head. All my favorite writers, who yo should know already, have each delved into interesting thoughts. A civil war, fusion knights, and others have got me thinking into things I probably shouldn't even go in. Well, to late for that!
I hope you like this idea. I think it is pretty interesting. Anyway, let's go!
Years ago, a strange but powerful empire rose up against the Pokemon world we know and come to love. This empire was made up of Team Rocket, Team Magma, Team Aqua, and many others. They put their resources together to take control of our beautiful society. We had no idea that they already had control of our leaders, politicians, and even some of the people involved in Gyms and the Pokemon League. They stayed undetected as they each caught their Legendary Pokemon, the ones they used to bring terror into the hearts of our citizens. Even those who rebelled as quickly as possible, where eradicated as fast as they appeared. The empire still goes on, brainwashing the children into believing what ever they said.
Then, a hero seemed to emerge from the darkness of our crumbling society. A boy and his beloved Pikachu rose out to defeat the evil of our fallen world. Friends he met along the way would help and/or betray him in his quest. He is the chosen one. He either will survive and bring this Arceus-forsaken empire down, or go down with it. That is and always will be..his destiny.
We shall follow him, and watch him succeed, or fail, if he does not have the strength or the will to move on. He must endure hardship, betrayal, love, hate, and the deaths of friends if he wants to save us. Anything else, and the lives of many will be consumed by the darkness of the Pokephilet Empire.
"Crap! They are still behind us!" Ash said, a little annoyed, as he ducked just in time to dodge an incoming Hyper Beam from his pursuers. He continued pushing on with Pikachu, moving from tree to tree, praying he would make it out alive, like he did everyday. With Pikachu in his arms, injured, he pushed on for him. He wanted to make sure his friend was safe, no matter what it took.
As another Hyper Beam flew by and split the tree he was heading to in half, he sprinted to the next one. He had no plans of slowing down. At least, not yet. All his Pokemon were fatally injured in that last ambush. He thought he could take them. He didn't plan on them bringing reinforcements. Ash still couldn't believe it happened.
But he needed to focus on surviving right now. He was suppose to have back up IF he did run into a little bit of trouble. Too bad that the "little bit" was a squad of Philet Soldiers. Ash jumped over a fallen tree log, almost sliding in the mud from the current downpour that was actually helping him in his escape. The soldiers had to return their Rapidash due to it, which he thanked Arceus for.
He made it out of the forest, only to be greeted by another squad of 3, making hi being surrounded by 6 men and their ferocious Pokemon. Ash had nothing he could do. All of his were decommissioned from their previous encounters.
Ash chuckled, looking at his surrounding. They were forming a perfect circle around him. There was no way he could push through like he did last time. His options seemed to decrease as the minutes passed by.
"Haha! Give up Ketchum. You can't get out now. None of you "Resistance" buddies are here to save you. Just turn yourself in." Ash looked at the offending man with a smirk on his face. No matter what happened, he never gave up. "Trust me. I have been in worse situations."
All the soldiers chuckled, which amazed Ash. "Wow, I didn't think you guys had a sense of humor. I have been proven wrong twice today." The Sergeant eyed him with an eyebrow raised. "Twice, Ketchum?"
Ash snickered, which put all the soldiers on edge. They couldn't figure out why this kid was so positive. Was he just overconfident? He used his hand to wipe some of the hardening mud from his face, then looked over each and every one of them. "I didn't think I would get back up."
One of the soldiers wearing what seemed to be armor issued to a private in the military jumped up right beside Ash, enlarging a Pokeball in his right hand before speaking. "Sorry boys! Pidgeot! Get us out of here!"
The Pokeball was thrown straight up into the air. When it opened and the familiar white burst from its core, a proud majestic bird came out. The bird launched itself at the ground in a blinding;y fast speed before any of the grunts could react. The deserter and Ash hopped on just at the right time, zooming away into the wind, heading east. The grunts looked on, speechless and unmoving. They stayed that well until their commander ordered them back to base, another mission failed. The boss was not going to be happy. Not that he ever was.
Ash loved feeling the rain and wind rush against his face. It was his reward for a job well done. Good thing he had his friend get his way into their organization. His months of planning, recon, and spying were done. His friend ripped of his white, standard issue helmet, shaking his hair free. His hair fell back down below his ears, not exactly touching his shoulders. He gasped as he also felt the rain and wind on his face. Enjoying the feeling of flying once more. His radiating green eyes sparkled with joy at his new freedom.
"You know what, Ash? I hated that place. It felt more like a prison than a base. I would hate to be captured there. I felt like criminal being a soldier." Ash laughed loudly at his remark, stroking his unconscious Pikachu. He would get a good bowl of food when they get back. "Thanks to you, I wont be."
"Yeah, but my position there means no more of their resources, intelligence, or beds. Man, fluffy pillows are the best!" The ex-soldier looked off, noticing the rain starting to come to a halt. Ash looked off into the setting sun. Good. Darkness means being able to go out. In the day, you avoid scavenging or the like. If you get caught, you have to move you base of operations. The truth was that when they found an actual underground base, although abandoned, it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. You dont want the enemy finding out that secret.
"Good to be heading home, Ash. I need to catch up on some actual sleep. Much needed sleep."
Ash smirked at that, then looked at his friend. "Even without fluffy pillows?" The ex-soldier nodded, a smirk of his own now plastered on his face. "I' think I'll manage without."
"Good, soldier! You have quite the welcoming committee back home!" Ash said, pointing ahead to where they were going. The young man groaned, thinking onto what he was to expect at this reunion of sorts. " A hug, a slap, and a 'what took you so long;. Gotta love being in the Resistance!"
Ash looked down at his Pikachu, who was just now reawakening from his rest, one that he deserved. Ash smiled, scratching his best friends chin, earning himself with a few noises of content.
"Heck yes soldier," Ash said, still having his usual grin tattooed on his face. He mind started to go into subject he would rather not think about. Ones pertaining to an attractive friend of his, one he cared deeply about. He couldn't stop himself. He needed someone's opinion other than his own. "Michael?"
Michael looked toward Ash, then went put his focus back into flying, "Yeah?" Ash looked at the trees they were passing by in a heartbeat, then looked back at the ex-soldier. "Do you have anyone special waiting for you back at the base? I mean, seriously. That special someone you would die for no matter what?"
Michael seemed to drift off into his own thoughts, digging for a possible answer that would sate him. He didn't have to give a name did he? "I guess you can say that. Why Ash? You seem troubled."
Ash just sighed looking up into the clouds that displayed colors of red, yellow, and various others.. He had that special someone he would do anything for. Her strong blue eyes that he got lost in all the time. Her bear hugs that greeted him whenever he returned to base, mission or not. Her beautiful brown hair, her personality. They way she stood up for herself and her friends. Everything he saw in a "perfect match." Yet, she was so far away from his grasp. He never got that "perfect moment" they had in the old movies he use to pay money to see.
Whenever he got the courage, something always came up. Whether a battle, or an attack, or even the occasional meeting, he would get interrupted. He wouldn't have the guts for a couple days afterward, then it would happen again. He always told himself:"Is she is safe, that is enough for me." But now, it didn't feel like it was enough. He felt like there was a hole that could only be filled with her. No matter what he did. Nothing could fill it. He needed it to be.
Michael thought the exact same thing, and still does. As long as that certain girl was beyond the enemies reach, he would feel complete. But so far, that was proving to be more and more difficult as the days went by. Heck, he realized he needed her when he was in that hell-hole position of a Philet soldier. He just needed a plan, as did Ash.
The problem was making one that would actually work.
They both slowly emptied their mind of such thought, they would sleep on those later. They both smiled as they thought of home-base. Their friends awaited them, ans they awaited their friends.
So, what do think of the opening chapter. This is just theory, so sorry if it is too short. I have been thinking about this for month. This IS a May/Ash centric story, unlike my other one. I don't know why, but Sapphire Desire seems more focused on my OC's. I hope this story will not be the same.
Okay, tell me what you think!