A/N: Didn't expect this story back on here didn't you? I decided to remake this and added tons of new corrections and stuff to this so yay me *cheers*

Well, the tons of new stuff part is kind of an exaggeration. But yes, I have added some new parts even if it's only a few.

Still based off my Pokemon team in Pokemon White version 1.

Anyways, the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I own nothing...

Note:This chapter has been corrected by StormDragon666.

Zeria and the Knights of Dawn

Prolouge

"There she is!"

"Get her! Now!"

"Don't let her escape!"

Pursued in the dead of night, the Dragonite flew as fast as her wings would carry her, clutching a bundle silk in her claws. Though her wings ached for rest, stopping was not an option. If she were caught, she would be captured. Or killed. For the crime she'd committed, she wouldn't be surprised if they did choose to end her life.

The pursuers, a squad of Houndoom, were right on her tail. Now that they had her scent, she had next to no hope of shaking them off, even by flying. But despite the enemies behind, she had a destination, and needed to get there at all costs. If she didn't…if she didn't, she did not want to think about the end result.

The sight of a sheer and rocky cliff ahead shoved the ominous thoughts away. Her ears were filled with the sound of the roaring sea crashing into the rocks below. This place, this was it! She made it!

Smiling, the Dragonite pulled in her wings and dove down the cliff side. The Houndoom behind her, unaware of the sudden, sharp drop, would keep running until—yes, there it was. The sudden yelps and cries as they fell to their doom.

She was hidden in a hole in the rock, and waited several minutes before looking cautiously out. There was no sign of the Houndoom now, not even a body on the rocks or in the waves. Finally she breathed a sigh of relief and she slumped against the wall, panting heavily. At the least, her package was safe. She opened up the precious silk wrapping and found not a single flaw in the frame of the object. Her hands shook with joy.

This happiness was short-lived; just then the booming, vicious calls of angry Salamence echoed in the distance. A new group of hunters. Flyers. Good grief, she thought to herself. When will they give up?

A gust of wind, harsher than the natural sea breeze, shoved the antennae on her head backward, and she turned towards the wind to see a pale shape flying in to her crevice. It was the familiar and friendly shape of Sora, her Togekiss friend. He smiled and said, "So you made it," as his small feet alighted on the edge.

"Yeah, somehow," the Dragonite replied with a chuckle. "Most importantly, the package is safe."

The Dragonite set the silk wrapping down and Sora leaned forward to inspect it, folding his wings as close to himself as he could. And his wings shook when he saw it. "You managed to steal the egg?!" he hissed. But his voice was still laced with concern and he turned his eyes back up to his friend. "But you know the consequences of taking it out of the Kingdom, don't you?"

"I know," the Dragonite answered, sighing. "But I'm not afraid. This is for a just cause. I've read the scrolls and the legends. And let me tell you, what they're planning to do with egg is not for good either..."

The war cries of the Salamence were growing closer.

Sora spread his wings again and pinched the egg between his feet. He turned away and made ready to take off. His flight was slow and curving, in fact, he was heading straight back to his comrade, who sat up now. Sora asked her, "When the newborn hatches, what is it to be named?"

The female Dragonite called out over the waves, "Zeria! Her name will be Zeria!"

Sora nodded at her, and flew away.

'…Well, Vanessa, I guess it's only a matter of time now,' thought the Dragonite. Now the Salamence were so close she could hear their wingbeats. She looked up and scanned the top of the cliffs for them, but they were still out of sight. Her eyes remained sharp, brave.

'Stay well, Zeria. You are our only hope.'

10 years later….

"Use more power in those down strokes, Zeria." Sora told her. He glided back towards the ground. "You don't just fly up and down you know; you have direction in your flight!"

Flapping exhaustedly behind him was a half-grown Dragonite. She was learning to fly from the 'Elite' himself, or so she liked to say, trying her best and struggling. But any observer would notice something beyond a young dragon attempting flight; she was covered not in gold scales, but silver.

Zeria's wingbeats were getting weaker. "I can't, Sora. My wings are too short for this." she complained.

Sora made a displeased face at her complaint; normally, Zeria tackled and surmounted new tasks easily, even as a tiny Dratini. Flight seemed to be her very first problem. "It's said that a Doduo can't fly because it doesn't have wings, but that didn't stop thousands of Doduo from trying." He told her. "Keep in mind that once you master flight, you can go anywhere you wish. Literally the entire world is open to you!"

This realization had escaped Zeria before, and her amber eyes lit up with powerful excitement. Really? All of that?" she asked, delighted. "Right. Right! I'll try extra hard now!" With this burst, she was able to surge more power into her wings, and fly many tree-lengths further. As she flew onward, Sora turned his body to the ground just below and stared into the bushes. There had been a sound there. Zeria had caught it as well, and made for the tree that Sora had suddenly perched on. Her weight bent a branch so she clung to the trunk, but Sora ignored that noise and continued to stare downward.

The figure that emerged had surprised the both of them. It was a 'Pokemon trainer', a human who commanded Pokemon. She had heard tell of them. Sora had told her more than once of the strongest trainers of all, the Elite Four, and the Champion, and more. She knew of Lance the dragon tamer, a serious-natured human who walked with a Dragonite of his own at his side at all times. Zeria had wondered about him many times, and this figure below was surely him. It—

The branch screeched under their combined weight and snapped at the base; without the support, Zeria tumbled down.

"Soraaaa!"

"I'm comin' for ya!" Sora shouted; his wings were folded, picking up speed in a frantic dive to rescue her. But land was coming closer than either of them expected. Zeria could see it in her mind's eye: even if she did not die, the pain, and the broken wings…she would be crippled and stuck to land for all her life. In just a few moments.

And in just a few moments, Zeria's wings shot open and caught a new breeze; she turned in a perfect U-shape. The ground dropped away—and she had learned to fly!

High up now, Zeria observed the land in a new light. Even though she could hardly saw how she'd done it, she was immensely proud. Hopefully Sora had seen. She instantly went down again and landed on the ground, and yes, Sora was there, hugging her tightly and sharing her pride. .

"I can't believe you pulled it off," he sniffed. "If you hadn't caught yourself I…" But he stopped mid-sentence, and for good reason. In the face of Zeria nearly dying, both of them had completely forgotten the Pokemon trainer and his Dragonite standing right in front of them.

'This can NOT turn out well, thought Zeria fearfully.

A/N: So how was that for a second attempt? It took awhile but it paid off.

On a side note, I did not name Sora from Kingdom Hearts. Sora means sky in Japanese I found out, so I decided to name him that.

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