Hey guys! Just like it says in the summary, this is the story PMD explores of darkness/time/darkness but told in Grovyle's POV which will make it very different from the original story. I have also added several changes to the original story to make it more unique. By the way, this is my first fanfic so I would really appreciate it if you read it then review it afterwards so I'll know how to improve it for the next chapter I'm not much of a writer, but I love the PMD stories and originally I was going to write my own, until I had the idea to rewrite PMD in the POV of my favorite Pokemon, Grovyle I named this story Martyr's Footsteps because Grovyle is a martyr (Someone who dies for a belief or cause) and I added footsteps because it's told in his POV and tells of his journey to gather the time gears! I really hope this story turns out to be good!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon

Martyr's footsteps: Chapter one

"Just a little farther up ahead and we're safe for now" She whispers into my ear that wakes me up. I must have feinted because when I wake up my body is heavy, my vision is blurry and worst of all, most the skin from my right knee is scrapped and very little remains. It is swollen red and blood rushes out of my knee and drips down my leg, and I don't know how this happened to me. After taking note of my present body condition I come to realize that I am running at an extremely fast pace, well more like I'm being dragged at this extremely fast pace. Her arm is tightly wrapped around mine and unconsciously I'm just barley dragging my feet along.

"I think they've lost us!" She says out loud with a sigh of relief. She's breathing very heavily and I can feel her strong, steady heartbeat pounding against me. I look up at her and for the first time since I passed out my vision slowly starts to shift back to normal. Her face is paler than usual with a bloody nose, but she still has determination in her bright brown eyes, just like always. Her wavy light brown hair is tied up in a ponytail and pieces of it are becoming loose and spreading across her face, but it doesn't seem to bother her. Just seeing her returns back my dedication too as I begin to actually shuffle my feet back and forth now. She's so brave, so full of the life that has been deprived from our world. It's only she who has the spirit to awaken me from my confused mind state as I start to focus on our mission. She's the only one left of her kind…

When she stutters something about taking a rest, I couldn't agree any more. How long have we been running? It's only been about five minutes since I woke up, but for who knows how long she's been running. She releases her tight grip from me and collapses onto the ground, relaxing one muscle at a time as she falls. The first thing I see as a problem is that we're both unarmed. She has her small brown leather bag with her which I can tell is empty, so that's not much help.

I fall onto my back and stare up into the nothingness. It's always dark around here but it's not night, hell there is no night or day. I've never seen the sun rise in a bright blue sky covered with white fluffy clouds or set over the beach in a faded orange sky, and the moon never follows behind it. There are no stars to whish on or tall green grass to lay on warm summer nights; there is no summer because the seasons never change and there isn't things that come with each season such as rain, snow or what is it called, hail? Your hair never flaps in the breeze and the wind never blows in your face. I can't even describe to anyone what a meadow, prairie, or jungle is because I really don't know what they are. We don't have any temperature here, it's always cold. Everything is dead here because nothing grows; not even trees to climb in or flowers to smell. There isn't exactly anything that can grow, except for us Pokémon and humans… well when they were around. How do I know about this "life" fantasy? I sort of read a lot of whatever I can find.

We're right now in a forest area, which for us is a lump of dead tree trunks in area. We traveled along a jagged dirt path that I know I left my blood drops on. We really can't stay for too long or they'll find us.

"You saved us, ya know" She smiles at me although she looks practically dead.

"I did? How?"

She takes a deep breath. "The Sableye…"

Just saying their name makes me shiver. Sableye are ghost Pokémon that are purple and look like aliens. They have pointed ears, fingers and toes and bright diamond eyes that practically blind you when you look into them. Probably their most gruesome feature is their big white grins that when you see it, you know they're plotting how they're going to eat you. The Sableye are who control this world of nothingness, under their leaders of course.

She catches my tantalizing daydream and tries to cheer me up. "Your bullet seed did the trick, you knocked them down like whack-a-moles".

Without noticing a wide grin plants itself across my face. After all, I am a grass Pokémon, so that stuff just comes natural to me. Bullet Seed is when I shoot tiny seeds from my mouth to attack my enemies. She admires my grin and starts to laugh, probably cause I don't smile a lot, not since my childhood…

I try not to focus on that and concentrate on our mission.

"So how did I feint?" I ask

Her face stiffens as she grabs tightly onto her brown leather bag.

"They surrounded us, the Sableye I mean. They're totally immune to me, I kick one and my leg goes right through them! But you, you have your bullet seed. You fended off most of them but they outnumbered us like crazy. I pulled you out and you continued to use bullet seed as we were running away. You're twice as fast as them and I'm not too bad myself, so we had a good distance on them. We kept running, you still using bullet seed and me dragging you, but until they gave up on us they didn't put up an easy fight. They kept running faster and ran close enough to us and began fury scratching us at my nose and you at your knees before you used bullet seed on them. They didn't have their leader with them so they were going to give up soon but by the time they did give up on us you feinted, they all together launched a shadow claw on you and that wore them out, but caused you to feint"

She begins to bit her lip and wraps her arms around her bag. She's too hard on herself sometimes. She hates letting others down, but now I'm fine except for me knee, but it's not like that's going to kill me.

"Hey, if you weren't there those damn Sableye would have chewed me to pieces" I say. I crawl next to her and even though there's nothing…err like romantic between us of course, I wipe away the blood from her nose with my hand and lean my head onto her shoulder. "Thanks, not just for this, but for everything" I whisper. She looks directly into my eyes and smiles as she reaches behind me and gently strokes my long leaf that starts from the top of my head. We've known each other since we were very young, and chances are that neither of us would be alive if we didn't have each other. I remember that her bag is empty.

"Your knife?" I ask as a look at her empty bag.

She opens her bag, as if hoping it would somehow reappear, but it's still empty.

"Thief is a very powerful move Grovyle. And now the Sableye have learned it"

Yes, although I am a Grovyle, I am not a Grovyle named Grovyle. You see, when my parents died I was only a Treeko, and I became the only member of the Treeko family to be alive. So everyone just started to call me Treeko, as in 'take a good look kids at that Treeko before he become instinct'. That became my name and only my parents ever called me by my real name, so it's better for me if others didn't refer to me by my real name. Well anyway, now I'm a Grovyle and I still here those comments being said about me.

And now, about the move thief human scientists, before they all died, developed methods of teaching Pokémon new battle moves like thief. These moves that are taught to Pokémon by training are called TMs. Now the Sableye have been exploring through these old abandoned laboratories and found some documents on how to teach themselves these moves. But the thing is, TMs are supposed to be used only for official battles, and that's when a human and Pokémon fight together against another Pokémon and human in a battle, but they're not trying to kill each other like the Sableye are. Thief, which I probably don't need to explain, is a move when in a flash instant you sneak around your soon to be victim and steal their possessions without them noticing until they want to use their weapons and realized that they're gone. That's how they stole her knife.

"Grovyle, your knee! I didn't know it was that bad! You should have told me!" She says as she inspects my knee and frowns. Because it's so dark here we don't tend notice things so quickly, and now she has just discovered my bloody knee. Honestly, I haven't paid much attention to it; I guess I've just been so focused on our mission. She pushes me down as I try to stand up, but I'm glad she does because it really does hurt when I put pressure on it.

We can't afford to leave another blood trial behind us… my leather bag; we'll use that as a bandage".

"No, blood will get all over it and your family's passed down bag will be destroyed" I contradict.

"Well your practically family to me, you're the closest person I have to family so now I am passing this bag down to you" she says as she stars to wrap the bag around my knee.

I think about what she says and I know what she says is true. We're both orphans and neither of us have any other family members. In our world, death is no stranger to us. See, there's no life in this world, and it's hard to believe but all the things that you take for granted in your life like the trees, sun, rain and many, many other things, is really what you live on. Without these things we're deprived of life, and many of us become too deprived of life and die. She's the only human alive, you know. I'm a grass Pokémon, and although I'm the only member of a Treeko family to be alive, I know that there are still some grass Pokémon out there, there are some very small clans Shroomish, Deerling, Tangela, Cottonee and Exeggcute, a Meganium with a few Chikoritas, a Leafeon and finally the legendary Celebi. It may not seem like a lot, but compared to other types it is. Mainly ghost Pokémon dominate our world.

So you might be wondering how we survive if there's no plants for us to breath oxygen from. Here's the thing, us grass Pokémon, like plants, breathe in carbon dioxide and produce oxygen and everyone else is the opposite. Is there enough of those elements for us to live on? Just barley, there are several of us who have died from a lack of it.

Due to having no sun, the water cycle is messed up which results to us not any having water to drink. We used to obtain water from lakes, rivers, and ground water, but the water in lakes and rivers are frozen and it never rains so ground water is never produced. There is a team of Squirtle, who are turtle-like water Pokémon, who provide water for us. It's only what we need to survive on, but it keeps us alive so I'm grateful for it. In the past, these members of Squirtle where known as the Squirtle Squad and they used to put out fires with their water supply, but now they provide us with water.

And finally, here's how we manage the dilemma of the extreme lack of food. Not having any plants or the sun is equivalent to not having any food, but some Pokémon are capable of producing their own food, and they share their supply with who's left of us. Chansey and Blissey, Pokémon that are pink, have egg shaped bodies, with a small pouch on their stomach for an egg and whose species is still alive, lay eggs that are very nutritious to us. Just one egg gives us the nutritious supply of protein, vegetable, fruit, carbohydrates, dairy, and grain that we need just to survive for a week. Once a week just about everybody, except the ghost Pokémon; we don't concur with one another too well, visits the Chansey and Blissey and they give everyone one egg each. I'd say there's about 10 Chansey and 5 Blissey; they used to be nurses' assistances so they know a lot about survival and have managed to have so many of them survive for this long. Each Chansey and Blissey usually lays one egg a day, so by the end of a week they produce an average of 100 eggs. From those 100 eggs, fifteen are consumed by the Chaney and Blissey themselves, which leads to 85 eggs, and our current population count is 90 beings, so that's enough to feed us all. It sounds great and trust me we are all gratified to have food to keep us alive; but these eggs don't quench our hunger.

Basically, were starving all the time, we eat one egg a week which isn't filling at all. Life is brutal in our world, but we all help each other survive, I provide oxygen, Squirtle provide water, Chansey and Blissey provide food, and the fire Pokémon of what's left can light fires for us when it's too cold. But now she and I are going do to the ultimate favor of putting us out of this misery.

"As soon as we get there, we'll stop by a Pokémon center and heal your knee" she says when she finishes wrapping her bag around me knee.

Pokémon centers, those only existed in the past…

I attempt at a second try to stand up, the pain is still there, but I have to be strong for her and not show the pain, but I can tell by her facial expression that she knows I'm trying to hide my feelings. We know each other so well that it's nearly impossible to keep secrets to ourselves. In an instant she sprints to her feet, and looks vaguely into my eyes. For the first time we both realize what we've gotten ourselves into and the horrendous consequences that will wait for us if we fail. Without saying anything after staring into each other's eyes for a few moments, she turns away and starts walking towards our destination.

"We better get going now"

Although she's walking away from me now, I know that I need to ask her something, maybe to confirm it in my mind that were not total idiots to be doing what we're doing, or maybe because this is happening all too quickly and I need to calm my emotions, but I let the question spill out of my mouth.

"Is this what you really want?"

She freezes as she walks right as I say this, looks up into the nothingness, and walks back towards me. She stops when she's about a foot away from me and she squints her eyes and looks down at me. It seems as if she's doubting herself too, she knows that this plan is crazy, but for the first time for the both of us the outcome of our plans hits us hard as if a hammer just pounded on the both of us. She begins to breathe heavily, starts shaking and wraps her arms around herself.

"Grovyle, don't you see it? We're going to die- everyone is going to die. Might as well die now and save our world, but if we fail…"

I stomp my foot in aggravation. She's right, and I know we must follow through our plan.

"No, we'll make it, we've survived together for the past ten years and we will survive until our mission is completed"

She leaps into my arms and I feel her shaking. She's always been the stronger one emotionally, but now I'm the strong one for her and I like it this way. She grabs me tighter and stays in my arms for a few moments until in an impulse she jumps away from me, her eyes huge with fear and misty with tears with an extremely pale face with hair all over. At this point my heart is pounding so hard that I'm struggling for breaths. She doesn't have to say anything; we've pondered for too long, the Sableye are behind us, and probably this time they've brought help with them.

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