A/N: This is my first attempt at writing outside the warrior's fandom, so can you help me out and review, and maybe give a little constructive criticism? It is greatly appreciated.

Under a full moon, a large group of Pokémon gathered, staring up at a large boulder in the center expectantly, where a large eevee sat. He made note of the eight groups around him, noticing how the eeveelutions didn't seem to like being within such close proximity of each other.

"I have gathered you all here today," he began, "to say that this madness of war has to stop." The groups around the boulder hissed and growled, showing their displeasure to the eevee leader's statement. Only the eevee group, known as NormalTribe, was silent as they listened to their leader.

"Jax," a male flareon growled. "You can't do this! You have no right! FireTribe has been in war with the other Tribes for too long. We cannot back down now, with victory so close. That would be stupid!"

Jax growled at the much smaller jolteon leader. "Akka, it is not only hurting the Tribes, but the humans and our territories, too!"

The vaporeon leader, Serbi, spoke up. "He is right, Akka." All the eevee and eeveelutions whipped their heads around to stare at the usually quiet leader. The only sound in the night was of a pidgey poking around near the IceTribe group, and a hoothoot calling in the plains around them.

"What?" Akka hissed, the flames on his body growing larger and brighter as he turned to the WaterTribe leader. He dug his claws into the soft soil, and began breathing heavily, preparing a flamethrower if it came to combat.

"Jax is correct. We should stop fighting, but that's only if DarkTribe and IceTribe repent for what they did in the Battle of Marx," Serbi said, his fish tail twitching in smugness.

The Tribe farthest to the right, DarkTribe, protested then. A lithe female Umbreon materialized out of the gloom then, her red eyes sparking with anger. She stood up to face the others, and gave a quick glance to the full Sinnoh moon, and seemed to draw strength from it.

"My Tribe and I shall never repent!" Lua screeched, causing the pidgey to flap away, startled. She faced Serbi, her eyes glinting in malice and hate. "My Umbreon were hurt in the Battle of Marc, too, do you forget? We shall never back down, for we have scores to settle with PsychicTribe, WaterTribe and ElectricTribe!"

Thundrix, leader of ElectricTribe, jumped up, making the air around him crackle and snap with high voltage electricity. "We. Have. Nothing. To. Repent." He growled, putting emphasis on ever word as he spoke to Lua.

"It's not our fault, not any, that DarkTribe likes to fight," Bleth, the leafeon chimed in. The eevee and eeveelutions exploded with agreement and protest. In anger, one of the new Umbreon swiped at an espeon, causing the psychic type to screech and attack with confusion. The Umbreon recoiled, and attacked back with a Shadow Ball attack.

"Enough!" Tigua yowled, causing the Pokémon to become quiet, leaving only the hoothoot making noise. "Don't touch him again, you filthy umbreon," she spat.

"Filthy?" snarled Lua as she rose to challenge the female espeon. Tigua met her gaze evenly, both Pokémon preparing for a fight. Their Tribes looked on eagerly, giving praise, or hisses of discouragement.

"No fighting," a female glaceon said, stepping between the two and feeling her fur rise and crackle with tension. Tigua obeyed, keeping an eye stealthily on the umbreon, while Lua glared openly at the espeon.

Up on the boulder, Jax decided to speak again, confident that a fight wouldn't break out at his words. "Thank you, Frigi," he said, and the female glaceon dipped her head in acknowledgement. "What you have just demonstrated before me and your fellow Pokémon is a reason why this war must be stopped. It is tearing you all apart!"

Thundrix glared at Jax up on the boulder for a few seconds, and then turned to the leader beside him, Bleth the leafeon. "May the best Tribe win," he snarled coldly, emitting sparks from his fur. He turned tail, ignoring the protest from Jax, and dashed away to his territory, his Tribe following suit.

Bleth gaped after the departing Jolteon leader, her tail swishing in anger. "Stupid jolteon," she finally muttered, and called her Tribe to move out also. She headed in the opposite direction of Thundrix, towards the leafy forests, and her Tribe's territory.

Right in front of his eyes, Jax could see each tribe leaving, departing with a few cold and menacing words to the others.

"That was supposed to prevent them from fighting," he sighed, disappointed in what had just happened. Ever since the war began six years ago, things had become different, and NormalTribe was stuck in the middle of it. No longer were the eevee members to think long about the form that they wanted to remain in all their lives, and then choose which Tribe and evolve on their third birthday. No, now it was more of a 'Which Tribe would I get least harmed in?' This is why most eevee would immediately shout out umbreon, or espeon. Over the course of the war, espeon had a sharp intake of members, while the WaterTribe was suffering greatly.

Jax looked up from the boulder he had been studying intently, to see that the clearing around him was empty, except for the NormalTribe eevees that were looked at him expectantly, and slightly fearful. Looking to eliminate and disperse their fear, Jax was ready to leave.

However, at the point where he bunched his muscles to jump down, a dark presence made itself known. Jax whirled around, only to be confronted with Lua. Only her red eyes and body bands were visible, making the NormalTribe leader's fur rise on end.

She glared at him for a minute longer, making the feeling creep along his body, directly to the heart, where it instantly went cold. He glanced around at his Tribe members, only to see that they didn't notice the umbreon leader beside him.

Seeing his discomfort and fear, Lua smiled. "See you on the battlefield," she barked coldly, and leapt from the boulder. The shadows of the dark night ate her form quickly, as there was no light of the full moon to make the menacing leader visible.

A/N: Review, please?