Dwindling, drifting, broken and beaten.

His damp, blood soaked clothes stuck to his sickly pale skin. He had lost a lot of blood; he was barely clinging on to his thus far insignificant life. His fingers were worn and his nails were broken. Under the crooked nails of his fingers he had caught skin underneath. It was pretty evident that his left arm had been broken; it hung to his side on the dark concrete floor lifelessly. His eyelids twitched in sheer pain as he blinked his long eye lashes. He sniffed and inhaled the blood from his broken nose.

This was the result of disobedience. The king's word was written law anything that came from his mouth should be treated as if it were the will of a god. What had he done? What reason could anyone possibly have for harming such a needless child? He had smiled, cheered, paraded and enjoyed every moment of his life, like many others his age had. He was mostly blind to the world around him, he saw many others before him get beaten senselessly in the street, but he never thought it would be him. It wasn't his fault… it wasn't his fault. He repeated this inside of his head at least a hundred times.

He was chosen by the divine deity of the lake, Uxie. Otherwise, the creature was known as the protector of truth and the guardian of memories. He had befriended it and earned its trust. It held the power along with two other Pokemon to unleash a great and ancient evil. The king wanted the Pokémon's power, as well as the power of his sister and brother to unleash and hopefully control that evil. Thus, the trio went in to hiding, going far from their lakes to avoid the king's great army.

The boy often bragged about his closeness to the spirit, using it to gain fear and respect from his peers. But, his word was soon muffled as soon as he heard word of the ongoing search. He was betrayed and targeted by the army, in the hopes he would know something of the location of the spirit. He basically had a target sign on his forehead; the boy was in great danger.

The boy called Seth was anything but a threat. He was 12 years old and had long dark black hair. His skin was slightly tan from all the time he spent outside. His eyes were bright and hazel and full of life. It was hard not to laugh at his cheeky smile and not smile along with him. A lot of people thought it was impossible to harm such a bright and innocent boy without guilty conscious.

A fierce growl cracked the silence of the night. The Houndoom showed its sharp fangs through his muzzle. It was under the control of a soldier of the king's army.

"Are you ready to talk yet boy? I'm growing rather inpatient."

The boy couldn't even manage to talk back at the soldier from his bloodied mouth. He was barely hanging on to consciousness

The soldier circled around the unconscious boy, his armored boots clanked against the stone floor.

"I hoped I wouldn't have to drag you back to the castle. I'm impressed you had avoided us for so long. It would have been easier if you just talked, everything would have been done with."

The soldier bended over and gripped the dirty fabric of the boys tunic before harshly pulling him upwards. He tossed the boy on top of the back of the grizzly hell-hound known as Houndoom. He couldn't move his body, his eyes stuttered before completely drifting in to the dark.

…

"Seth." A gentle boyish voice spoke.

"Seth!" It said again, more firmly this time.

"S-sorry, didn't hear you, I was just thinking about that Pokemon I had seen." The boy that was no younger than 10 spoke in apology.

"What kind of Pokémon, did it fly like a Pidgey? Maybe it was just a Rattatta. I know all kinds of Pokemon! Maybe I can help." The older boy spoke in reply.

The boy opposite of Seth had long brown hair that had covered his light blue eyes. He looked to be twelve or eleven. He was rather short for his age; he stood about the same height as Seth had. He face was rather simple and didn't stand out all that much. The only leeway detail that made him unique was his eyes. They were warm, friendly and forgiving.

"No, no, you haven't seen anything like this one… I swear, it even spoke to me… It was yellow and blue, kind of scary from far away. It was about the size of my arm." He spoke, hesitant at first, but his voice carried excitement as he continued.

"Spoke to you?! It had to be a… psychic type. My dad's an expert on those, maybe he will know! He even has one himself, he calls it Kadabra, I think... It can pick up objects and stuff without even touching them! It must have been very strong to have been able to speak to you… Do you think maybe it will follow you around? Kind of like the Houndoom that follow the soldiers? I really want to be a soldier one day, those Pokémon are the coolest!" He spoke, excitedly. The boy named Brandon had adored talking about Pokémon, a topic his friend Seth often avoided.

"It was scary, but it was pretty at the same time. Definitely better than that Rattatta, huh? It hovered over the ground too."

"Kadabra sometimes does that, now I'm sure he's a psychic!"

"We should ask your dad! Where is he?"

"He's studying the ruins again; working, he barely has any time nowadays. We should go home and see if there's anything in any of the book he gave me, till he gets back. He'll get really mad if we bother him again."

"Come on! Let's go!"

His eyes shot open, he flung himself upwards, before the chains brought him back down. He screamed in pain, his arm were still injured as was the rest of his body. Some of his wounds and bite marks from that damned dog were patched up, but his body was still sore and in pain. He noticed he was in different clothing then he was used to. He swallowed some disgust in the thought that someone had seen him naked.

"I take it that means you're finally awake." A feminine voice spoke from the corner of the dark room. She walked over to him, as her body became more visible. She had long red hair that stretched down to her waist. He eyes were oval shaped and pitch black. Her skin was pale and sickly and her figure was slim. She looked to be in here late twenties. Her deadly eyes gave off an unfamiliar evil he was not used to. The air in the room seemed impalpable from her presence.

His bruised face blushed red when he realized hers was mere inches from his own. "The word around town is that you know where Uxie is?" She retracts her head, now standing straight condescendingly above him.

"I suggest you talk, I can do much worse than that Houndoom ever could. I can do whatever I want to do, as long as it means you tell me what I need to know." She pushed down harshly on his nose as she spoke.

"See? You're harmless."

He gulped a second time, his heart picked up its pace.

"Make it easier for the both of us. Speak up now and you're free to go. You mustn't disobey the king."

The room was completely silent.

"Tough guy, huh?" She cracked a laugh that sent a tremor travelling down his spine. "Gengar sweaty, shall we show the boy we mean business?"

"My name is Seth."

"What's that? So you finally feel like talking?"

"Never."

The room leaked a purple-acid like fluid from the walls, it all travelled on to the floor ahead of his bed, until it started to shape to form in to a terrifying figure.

"W-what the heck is that thing?!"

"Gengar, hex."

The Gengar drifted in to the air, before pointing a small arm at the chained boy. The eyes of the Pokemon drowned in a purple light. Not half a second after, his head felt a sharp pain, it was almost as if a thousand needles were jammed in to his eye socket. His torso twisted upwards from the bed, as a distorted scream escaped his lips and echoed off the walls.

"Now do you see? This isn't a game. We can do this for decades. Best part is, you can't die from this. He's manipulating your brain; we can do this for an eternity. Give him a break dear; let's see if he has changed his mind."

The Gengar lowered his arm.

Seth took several heavy breaths, he was gasping for any air he could get. His brain felt like it was on the bridge of bursting. He spoke in between breaths.

"I-I, will never betray Uxie. Even if I kne- "

Before he could finish Gengar pointed his hand back at the boy. Seth's back arched and his head twisted in to the fabric of the poor bedding, he screamed until no sound had escaped his lips. His head was red and his veins could be counted. Gengar continued this for two minutes. The second Gengar stopped; Seth's back was thrown back on to the bed.

"P-please n-"

Again he was cut off, the Gengar continued his spell, the boy could no longer scream, his lungs were burning and his voice was dried. The fabric of the bed was soaked in his sweat. The Gengar awaited word to stop. The red-headed women smirked devilishly at Seth, as she basked in music of his screams and terror. She was thrown forward by a sudden force. The room started to shake; a few shouts were barely audible a far distance away. The room was underground and natural earthquakes were uncommon. They were being attacked by an unknown force.

"Gengar, let's go!"

Seth's ears were without sound, his own screams had temporarily deafened him, and all he knew was that the pain had stopped.

"Garchomp, dragon claw."

The shark-like creature gracefully swam through the sky, dodging an array of attacks headed his way while defending his master. He leaped upwards; avoid a Houndoom lashing at him. His claws glowed brightly in a brilliant array of light, as he turned and smacked away a Houndour lashing at him.

They were just beyond the walls of a large fortress, battling through countless soldiers to get in. A Sableye rushed to attack Garchomp whilst he was distracted, to no avail.

"Excadrill, bulldoze, defend Garchomp!" This time a female spoke.

The bulking Pokémon's body became clocked in a heavy aura, the Pokemon then charged at the Sableye, tearing the ground underneath it in the process. The Sableye was much too slow; it was flung backwards by Excadrill's might and against the wall. The ground shook as the stone wall crumbled. Hunks of stone trampled both soldiers and Pokemon alike. Garchomp leaped in to the skies and sliced rocks in two before it hit his master or his ally.

"Hurry!" The female shouted through the dust and ruin.

…

"Hello Brandon sweetie. Oh, hello to you too Seth."

"Hello mom."

"Hello miss."

Both of the boys hurried to Brandon's small room.

"Here they are!"

Brandon picked up several hand-written books on top of a wooden shelf. They were rather dark in color, black, brown and grey. There were no words, nor a title.

"My dad wrote these for me to study. They have all sorts of details about many of the discovered Pokemon. It's rather interesting, people believe not even half of them had been discovered. Did you know… "Brandon went on and on until Seth stopped him.

"Brandon! I only want to know about THIS Pokémon."

"Sheesh! You don't have to yell! Okay, okay.. Yellow and blue, about an arm's length… psychic, short, floats and the tails. Ah. Wait, this can't be? It couldn't be Uxie, it just couldn't! This is the only Pokemon the book describes."

Seth pulled the book from Brandon's lap, and looked at all of the details. There was a sketched picture of the Pokemon on a wall that looked exactly what he had seen!

"No, Brandon, I definitely seen this guy. Holy crud, it says the little guy is legendary!"

"What?! You got to see a legendary Pokemon! Not fair, not fair at all!"

Seth laughed aloud at his friend's jealousy.

Brandon simply pouted at him.

"You have to tell me everything!" Brandon exclaimed.

"Okay, okay geez. I was just playing by the lake; I was bored since you had to go take lessons. I was trying to catch the Magikarp swimming in it. It was hard since some of them are giant!"

"Compared to you anyway, shrimp."

"Shut up! You're just as tall as me and I'm younger. Stop distracting me. Anyway… I didn't notice when the thing rose from the lake. The water didn't even split. It kind of just fazed passed it, like a Gastly. It stared at me for a few seconds; I couldn't look away from it. It just flashed and disappeared like that. I had to cover my eyes it was so bright."

"Wow. That's quite the experience. You're very lucky to meet a Pokemon like that."

"Brandon! Your dad is home!" His mother shouted a few rooms away. He smiled wide, showing a white pair of teeth.

"Come on! He will love to hear about this!"

The two boys ran to greet Brandon's father.

…

The red headed women walked up the stone steps, her Gengar followed close behind.

A knight waited for her at the top of the steps. She took her time and finally made it. The knight spoke to her in a rush.

"Commander Victoria… they came.. from nowhere.. attacked us.. the walls are destroyed… We need your power!" He panted between words.

"Gengar! Call the others."

The Gengar understood this; the purple figure sank in to the stone floor. The air suddenly became heavy and thick. It was hard for anyone to breath. Gravity suddenly became heavy.

"Garchomp! Giga impact!"

Garchomp spun high in to the air, the second it leaped, the guards ran in pure terror. Garchomp locked eyes with a Graveller. It dived downwards towards it at breathtaking speeds; it spun as the wind split in his path. He finally made contact with the Graveller, the ground underneath it split, dirt flew everywhere as pieces of the Pokémon's body splattered in all directions.

Garchomp was still in the place the Graveller used to be, the move had taken toll on his body. The sand-shark was without fear of retaliation, until he felt the air thicken. A purple mist covered the entirety of the fortress.

"Sandra! Are you there!" The trainer of the Garchomp called out for his ally. "Do you know what's happening?"

"Yes, I'm here. I was hoping you caused this fog. Get ready."

At least twenty Gastly and Haunter rose from the floor around Garchomp and began to circle him. They all screeched at him all at once. His legs were caught by a Haunter from underneath him, while the famed purple-terror, otherwise called Gengar rose from the floor in front of it.

The female trainer known as Sandra saw a figure in front of her. She thought it to be her ally, the trainer of the Garchomp, his name was Smith.

"Smith, is that you! Are you okay? I can't see through thi-"

A fist hit her square in the jaw, her body flung backwards as her back hit the floor.

"Nope, just me." The red-head, Commander Victoria replied.

"Excadrill! Get the boy!" Sandra called, screaming unaware of which way was which.

Sandra tried to stand, before a boot hit her in the forehead. She was forced back in to the dirt.

Garchomp was risen in to the ground by the Psychic prowess of Gengar. The Gastly and Haunter aided it. Garchomp's body twisted in all sorts of directions. It growled in both pain and frustration. All of the ghostly Pokemon crackled in an evil laughter. Garchomp was subjected to the will of the ghost, he was still charging from the Giga Impact. A purple mass started to take shape in front of Gengar, he was using a powerful move, called shadow ball. The Gastly and Haunter helped the mass take shape and reach greater heights of power. The thing was about the size of Garchomp himself by now. Gengar called his own name and hurled the mass at the Garchomp. Breaking free of the curse of Giga Impact, Garchomp was able to brace itself.

It crossed its arms in front of it waiting for impact. The mass hit him with a thud; shadow had splashed in every direction from the force and power. Garchomp wasn't strong enough, he was tossed yards away. Luckily, the Pokemon was just knocked unconscious.

Victoria tried to stomp at Sandra again, this time she caught the boot and pushed it in the same direction it came from. She used her hands and pushed herself from the ground to stand on her feet.

Her ears met a voice.

"Sandra! Are you okay!?"

Seth choked; he had been free from Gengar for a while now. He was finally starting to gain some awareness. Everything had just happened so damn fast. He was in a great deal of pain; he wasn't able to move his arms anymore. He was relieved to be free of that stupid ghost. His deafness began to fade; he heard a variety of sounds. Sounds that had terrified him. What was going on up there? A soldier came down to check on the boy. The soldier was without fear now that Victoria had taken to the battlefield. She was ruthless and cunning, a terrifying sight, worthy of the commander rank in the army.

That relief didn't last long, the ground collapse underneath him. The Excadrill found Seth, the soldier taking watch fell in to the Pokemon created pit, falling victim to the much stronger creature. The Pokemon stabbed the man through his stomach, silencing him completely.

The Excadrill rushed to cut Seth's bindings. Seth didn't know what was happening, but for whatever reason he trusted this Pokemon. Excadrill carefully caught hold of him and leaped down the tunnel he had dug. It's drilling was slowed, in spite of having to use one hand. His trainer had told him that getting the boy was the number one priority. It does not matter what may be lost as long as they can find and reach Uxie before the army can.

A Haunter restrained Smith by his shoulders; another one grabbed his legs and lifted him in to the air.

Victoria stuttered backwards from having her foot deflected by Sandra. Victoria reached in to her boot and pulled from it a hidden dagger. Sandra stared at it as she took a step back. Victoria plunged the knife within Sandra's stomach. Blood dripped from it on to the floor. She trailed the knife upwards, slicing some vital organs. Sandra lost consciousness from the loss of blood and fell backward.

There was one diamond in the rough, Seth was on his way to safety and more important on the path to helping Uxie.

…

"Uxie, don't worry, they won't find you."

"Please, keep this secret, this is of the higher importance. They mustn't find me. The threat is too great. That man is wicked and evil. He only seeks power. I must find my brother and sister, I prey to the creator that they are well."

"I'm sure they're fine Uxie, don't worry so much!"

"I need a safe place. My spirit can leave my physical body and travel in search of Azelf. He will know where Mespirit is. It is the only way. I sense Azelf was forced from the lake. I know a safe place. Even now they watch us.. I will inscribe it in your memory. Look towards your past. The answer lies there and only there. Everything will be normal, I promise. Please stay safe."

"You too Uxie. I hope everything will be normal again."

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