Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Perdition or Redemption

A/N: Well, its been a pretty long time since I've written any fanfiction as of late. Lack of inspiration, real life stuff, and laziness eventually gets to you. But, thanks to the new Pokemon Mystery Dungeon game, I felt inspired! So, here's my take on the quest with some major differences. I don't own the rights to Pokemon.


He was alone, at last. Never to be a burden upon his friends and loved ones. Away from all the carnage and slaughter, he will have to remember to be thankful for such comrades. Deep gashes were all over his body, as if a Persian deemed him a suitable scratching post. Severe burn marks covered his entire back. Blood poured out through every bullet wound on his aching body. His right eye was completely gone from an aerial attack by a Skarmory. His unit never stood a chance. Reinforcements came too late. His whole squad, save for him, was wiped out by an enemy ambush. What was supposed to be a routine guard duty ended up being the last fight many brave soldiers and pokemon had to partake. It was an unavoidable battle, and he knew it. The end is near, may Arceus have pity on his soul…

The aftermath of the ensuing battle was short of horrific. Bodies of pokemon and humans alike scattered across the battlefield just outside of town. The battle had ended as soon as it started, despite a few eyewitness reports stating the contrary. However, there was an interesting sight that quite a few townsfolk have spectated. They saw two pokemon carrying what appeared to be a badly wounded man into the forest. Army officials have decided to label said man as MIA. A rescue operation was immediately executed to find the wounded man. The person in question was Sergeant Nathan Wade, a strong burly man who usually knows what he is doing. He has seen his share of action since the beginning of the Sinnoh Civil War. Accompanied by his two faithful companions, a Luxray by the name of Veronica and a Ninetales named Joshua, their bond was nigh undefeatable. But, in war, all is bleak and the waning hope for the end was the only thing to hold on to. It was hardly any different from Nathan and his pokemon. The constant fighting eventually caused many of their emotions to wither away into nothingness. Despite all this, there was something special about their bond that made it so stalwart.

Flashback

"Please, lay me down here." Nathan Wade was almost dead. They knew it, and they wished to respect their master, their friend's last request. The Ninetales, Joshua obeyed without hesitation and carefully laid the man in a sitting position on a tree. Veronica, the Luxray was on the verge of tears. It pained her greatly to see her friend go in such a sad yet fitting manner.

"My final request… please…" They waited with bated breath.

"Do not be tamed by us foolish humans no more…" They looked into his left eye (for his right eye was skewered out by a peck attack).

"We bring… nothing but suffering… and pain…" With each word he spoke, with each brave effort he put into making a coherent sentence, Joshua and Veronica's hearts were being torn, piece by piece.

"This is my final order… my last request as a friend…" They trotted up to his side, with Veronica resting her head on his lap and Joshua trying to clean the wounds on his face.

"Be… free. Go, and don't look back. Don't let this pitiful sight burn itself into your mind…" his breathing became ragged and in short spurts. The end was nigh, and they knew what had to be done. Veronica and Joshua nuzzled their heads against both his hands, so that he may feel their warmth for one last time. Tears flowed freely from the trio, as their time was running out.

"Perhaps… if Arceus permits it, we shall… see each other… in the afterlife…" That was all he had to say to his friends, the quietus of their last conversation. They gave their final farewell and left without looking back, as promised. All that was left for Nathan to do was to wait for the eternal embrace and repent…

End Flashback

Jirachi, granter of wishes was making her usual patrol near Oreburgh city. Though originally a Hoenn legendary, she decided to visit Sinnoh for a change of pace. Though a psychic type pokemon, she was still young and did not foresee such a grisly sight in the forest. There laid right in front of her a dying man.

"Poor creature, he must be on his last legs!" She thought. Unfortunately, being a youthful legendary, she sometimes share her thoughts inadvertently with those in her vicinity.

"Who… are you?" The man spoke in his mind.

"Oh, well, its me, Jirachi!"

"Jirachi? What would such an esteemed pokemon want with a dirty dead man like me?"

"Don't go putting yourself down like that." Although he could not see her, Nathan could tell that she was greatly saddened. Then, a thought struck him.

"Could it be? Have you come to take relieve my soul of this flesh prison?"

"Um, I am the granter of wishes. Not the reaper of souls. Sorry." Not in the least disappointed, Nathan decided to press the issue a little further.

"I… I wish to repent for all the sins I have wrought in my life. Only then, will I be able to rest in peace. Please, I am begging you!" She could clearly see the sincerity in Nathan's thoughts. A pure will unblessed and dirtied by human flaws. She couldn't help but smile at this man's devotion for good deeds.

"If there is one thing I can do, its to grant wishes! Good sir, I commend you for your willingness! I shall grant you a second chance to atone." As she finished speaking, a white aura enveloped both Nathan and Jirachi. As sleep began its conquest over his consciousness, his final words as Sergeant Nathan Wade were "Thank you."


On a continent, far away from any human civilization, an Eevee was calming her frayed nerves at a beach. Though extremely timid to the point of cowardice, she would soon start an exploration team once she gathered up the courage. It's a shame that she could not find a partner to form the team with…

"Perhaps another day…" She lamented as the young Eevee watched the sun set into the horizon.