/Pokémon and Pokémon Mystery Dungeon belongs to Game Freak.

This is an original story created by me! it takes place in the PKMN MD Universe, however. This is my first story I'm posting here. Enjoy!

*Jackson sat in the middle of the Chief's den, his amber eyes gleaming with anxiety.*

"Jackson, do you know why I brought you here?"

"To congratulate me on another win in the tournament?"

"No."

*The adult Lucario paced around the den, his tail twitching with annoyance. The young Riolu's ears drooped as he sat watching the Lucario.*

"No? Well then what is it, Father?"

"Your aura..."

*The youth's anxious expression turned into anger.*

"This again? What about it?! I fought good out there!! You saw!"

*The Lucario halted in his pacing and narrowed his eyes at his son.

"Yes, but you refuse to use your special attacks!! You don't even use your aura in battle! And it is vital if you wish to be a village protector!"

*The young Riolu curled his lips back in a frustrated snarl.*

"Father, I just prefer to use just my regular attacks! We *are* fighting types after all. Physically hitting the opponent is way more effective! And when facing the Zormads, I'd crush them!—"

"No! Your regular attacks are skillful but we are Aura Pokémon, son. Made for channeling aura and using it!! And the Zormads are not of our concern right now. What is of concern is the Mankey Clan. Their physical attacks are much greater than ours, so using aura is the only way of beating them. You must learn to use it!"

"But I'm strong enough to beat them—"

"ENOUGH! You will train and learn to use your aura! Understood?"

"Yes father..."

"Good. You will be joining the pups tomorrow afternoon so that you can relearn the basics of aura."

*The younger's mouth gaped open in shock.*

"The Pups?! But my skills greater surpass those in that class—"

"It seems that you have forgetten what I have taught you. The basic classes will surely re-jog your memory. And like all the other students, you will not graduate until I believe you are ready."

"But Father!!—"

"Jackson. You will join the class pre-noon and be there until Dusk. If you are not with the class when dusk arrives, I will sentence you to 3 moons* of Elder-Care duties. Understood?"

"But DAD!"

"Understood?"

*The Elder narrowed his gold eyes at his son, a serious grimace on his time-worn face.*

"...Yes, father..."

*Jackson bowed his head. His father nodded and Jackson stood to leave.*

"Will you be joining me and Mother for dinner?"

*There was a long pause before he answered.*

"No. I will be meeting with Viela, one of the Pup-Class teachers."

*Jackson nodded and left without another word, his tail thrashing behind him. The Chief exhaled and began to meditate in the middle of the den.*

*Moon has the same measurements of months. 3 moons = 3 months, get it? It's was used in the Warrior's series and I like that term. But I might change it just to not cause confusion. Did you like it? I'll be posting more real soon whether you like it or not!!!

Much love and apprieciation, peace~