For over thirty years, my people have been fighting a devastating war against an interstellar race called the Tetrites. Both races, known to the Pokémon race, use them in their battles against one another, intentionally not caring for what happens to them. The humans don't battle one another for the fun of the sport and to raise their Pokémon, but now use them as tools to battle against the Tetrites. The Elite Four and the Gym Leaders from all regions have left their respective areas in order to reside themselves in the war, leaving their gyms and stadiums as shelters for people who have lost their homes. This has left so little hope among the people, as many people are left defenseless against the stray Tetrites that come and raid the towns. For those who see the next day, it means they had survived, or they were lucky. Either way, their hopes continue to dwindle each day. Only a few trainers, who stay out of the war, continue to live in their towns, protecting all that they can. As a little kid, I witnessed a lot of destruction and death. As a teen, I witnessed countless Pokémon die on the battlefield along with many people that I cared for deeply. As an adult, I became one of those heartless fiends and murdered many Pokémon and Tetrites. Now, as thirty-five years of age and retired from the war, I have been reminiscing about my actions. Now, I believe, is time I finally found a way to end this war and repent for the sins I have done.
A man sat on the ledge of a plateau, alone, staring up into the darkened sky. Many different bird-like Pokémon could be seen flying through the sky at high speeds, and many explosions and battle cries could be heard as well. The man looked back down below him, and stared at the now barren land, dust covering the ground surrounded by the mountains. He stood up and walked over to a cave that laid in front of him, stopping at the entrance for a moment to look back into the sky. Shaking the thoughts about the battle off his head, he entered the darkened cave, and slowly walked through it. Only some time later at a cave entrance at the bottom of the mountain, the man exited out and continued walking. An explosion close by could reveal the man's appearance; a set of headphones rested around his neck with a cord going down to a pocket in his dirt-covered pants, a dark brown sweater was zipped open to show a blue t-shirt, and his straight black hair down to his ears.
After leaving the mountains, the man walked for only a short moment before he looked around, desert as far as the eyes could see from either his left or right, and in front of him was a city that laid in destruction. Only a few miles away, and he could see the difference that it held. Once a city filled with skyscrapers and prosperous with technology, it's now crumbled that reputation away. All the skyscrapers were now only slightly taller than the average one-story house, with all the windows and support beams collapsing on themselves. The roads were covered with many things except for the usual pavement: craters, potholes, garbage, debris... and even lifeless bodies of Pokémon and humans. All the houses have become little more than shacks for people to hide in, whether from recruitment for the war or from the Tetrites. The city of Marietta has become nothing more than all the other cities in this planet. The man continued to walk, and everything going on from the explosions happening only a few hundred yards above to the many people taking flight to his sides never phased the man one bit. As he walked through the barren desert, creatures of many heights and sizes would run by the man, trying to evade the dangers of the battle and from being captured. Nothing showed as the man witnessed many of those very creatures be caught in spherical balls, or Pokéballs, and taken away for the horrible fate that awaited them. His deep thought kept him utterly oblivious to what was happening in his surroundings. Only when he snapped back from reality did he realize that he was entering the city.
Once more he shook his head before entering the grim city. Many people in rags were on the streets, hoping to find something of value and useful for them to survive. Some had food in their hands, while others had their own Pokéballs out and preparing themselves if an intruder were to come and harm them. Many Pokémon, all in their final evolutions, were wandering the streets along with their trainers, most likely either going into war or being cautious as they traveled somewhere. The man walked until he reached a house that was only a little different from the others, the roof and windows were intact, and nothing seemed to have been cracked or torn. An incredibly black and furry dog, medium sized; its eyes were a red color with gold pupils with a face that's a light gold. It had a light pink nose, two very round ears on the side of its head. A large portion of spiky black fur protruded out from the back of its head; the black fur covered the chest and forelegs of the creature. On the forelegs, a small patch of visible skin, with gold and yellow squares in an odd pattern. The black fur ended in a small spike before gold skin showed again around the middle of the body; it started again, the black fur covering most of the rear except for the rear legs. It finally ended in one last spiking near the tail. The rear legs were a light gold, much like the other patches of skin seen on the body. The tail was a dark black, like the fur, and at the end was a dark gold, star-shaped object. When the man stepped onto the porch, it quickly got up and stared at the man, and went next to him.
"Enjoy your nap, Luxray?" the man asked the creature. The Pokémon nodded its head and waited for the man to open the door. It opened, and Luxray quickly ran inside the house, slowly followed by the man. He flicked the light switch, and the lights turned on, but quickly dimmed. He could see that Luxray had already gone onto a partially ripped couch that had a coffee table next to it. A television was in front of it, being nothing more than decoration due to the fact that no television has worked in years. The man walked passed the couch and the sleeping Luxray and went into another room that had a bed and a desk next to it. He fell onto the bed and stared at the ceiling, his thoughts clouding his mind. As the eyes of the man started to grow heavier, a howl was heard in the other room, waking him up instantly. He ran out of his room and into the other, finding Luxray in front of the door, staring and growling. "Luxray, what's wrong?" asked the man. The Luxray fixed its eyes at the door, and a few steps could be heard.
Curious, the man went back to his room and looked through his window, seeing two men with a Pokémon behind them. A large, rhinoceros like Pokemon that stood upon two fat, short legs; its body thick and covered in stone hard natural armor. It stood at about six feet tall, and perched at the end of its short muzzle a dangerous horn, corkscrewing out of the tip. A thick, but short, tail protruded from its rear. The Pokémon a pale grey color, with a slight hint of beige around the belly area. Seeing the danger it proved, he walked over to his desk and slammed his fist onto the top of it. A click was heard, and he opened up his top drawer, revealing six Pokéballs. He grabbed them and walked back into the other room, taking out one of the Pokéballs and aimed it at Luxray. "Luxray, return!" ordered the man. An infrared beam shot at Luxray, and Luxray soon turned into a ball of energy and entered the ball. Putting the ball back into the inside of his jacket, along with the rest of the Pokéballs, he walked up to the door and asked, "Who are you?"
"Who we are is of little importance. We're here because of your skill. The government wants you to go back into the military as a general," one of the military agents replied.
The man thought for a moment before asking, "And what if I refuse this offer and ask you to leave?"
The agents turned to one another and one of them replied, "This isn't an offer. We're here to escort you back, and we will do it forcefully if needed."
The man stood there and looked down at his floor. A plan quickly formulated and he said to them, "In that case, I refuse to follow your order."
The agents sighed and walked to the sides of the massive Pokémon. "Rhydon!" one of them yelled. "Horn Drill on the door!" The Rhydon stood in front of the door, and its drill started to spin rapidly. It bent down and tackled the door with its horn, destroying the door to mere debris. The two agents quickly jumped through the new opening, and saw the man at the end of the room, hands in his sweater pockets.
"Do you really think you'll be able to take me, even forcefully?" the man asked.
"I think we'll be more than enough to take you," replied one of the agents. The Rhydon soon entered the room, its horn still spinning.
"Well, I guess we're just going to have to see it to believe ourselves," the man said to them.
The agents looked at one another and asked in unison, "We?"
Their confusion as a signal, the man stepped back as the floor began to crack near the agents and the Rhydon. "Kabutops, Waterfall!" the man yelled out. The wooden floor cracked open and a form quickly jumped up, landing a powerful blow on Rhydon, forcing it on its back. It quickly landed on the floor and jumped back, landing next to the man. Standing at about four feet, its brown hard body shone whereas its sickles were aimed at the agents. "Does this answer your question?" the man asked in a playful tone.
The agent to the left of the Rhydon, agitated, turned towards the fallen creature and yelled, "Get up, you useless Rhydon!" at it. The Rhydon slowly rose back up, staggering every now and then from the direct attack.
The man, hearing how the agent talked, became enraged at them. "Kabutops, use Skull Bash on the agent to the right! I'll take the other one," the man said to Kabutops. Sprinting, both Kabutops and the man ran towards the agents. Kabutops landed a successful Skull Bash on the agent, knocking him through the wall and onto the road, laying there unconsciously. The man was able to land a few jabs onto the other agent, forcing him back a few feet before dealing a round kick at the agent's side, breaking a few ribs. The agent fell to the ground, and the man took a Pokéball out from his sweater and returned Kabutops to his ball. "Good job, Kabutops," he said quietly as he put the ball up.
The Rhydon looked at its owners and then stared at the man who took them down. Its eyes narrowed at the man, and it crouched down, its horn spinning at a rapid pace.
The man, now realizing the position the Rhydon was in, bent down, readying himself for the charge. The Rhydon charged the man with intent on killing him. Calmly, as the Rhydon was only a few feet away, the man jumped up and ran over the Rhydon as it passed under. The Rhydon continued charging and ended up going through the wall, stopping in the kitchen. While it was recovering from the failed attack, the man quickly ran through the opening created by the agents and sprinted as fast as he could through all the buildings.
The agent that was left in the house turned over to his side, his hand applying pressure where his ribs were broken. He only watched as the Rhydon charged back outside, chasing the man that was attempting to escape. He could only lay there as the pain overcame his stamina, keeping him down.
Moments later, the man stopped and turned his head around, seeing the Rhydon only a few blocks behind him. "I don't know just how much longer I can keep this up. I maybe faster, but my age sure has gotten to my stamina," the man said to himself. He turned back to get another glimpse at the Rhydon and saw that it had gotten much closer in the short time he took his eyes off of it. He was now only a block away. The man quickly looked around him, getting a good observation of his surroundings, and noticed something that would prove to be useful; a hole on the other side of the street that connected to the sewers. Quickly creating another plan, the man ran toward the Rhydon and took out one of his Pokéballs, it being in a compressed state. He ran after the Rhydon, it charging at full speed with the horn spinning faster than ever, and pressed the button on the ball, shifting it back to its regular size.
As the Rhydon was only a few feet again, the man quickly dove to the side, evading the attack by only a few inches. While the Rhydon turned to the side and skidded to a halt, the man threw the Pokéball up into the air, and out came a ball of energy that stood in front of him. As he caught the ball that fell back down, the form was quickly recognizable for what it is, a Scizor. A red, bug-like Pokemon stood; it was about six feet tall, with a metallic body. Pincers extended from the end of each arm, with an eyeball pattern used to intimidate opponents. Two medium sized bug-like wings protruded from its back. Its yellow eyes stared at the Rhydon that had come to a halt that was a block away.
"Scizor, agility!" the man said to the Scizor. It clipped its claws, now glowing, before leaving an after-image behind, only to shortly reappear in front of Rhydon. A sharp stone edge formed at the end of one of the Rhydon's arms, and it swiped the edge at the Scizor, but only to see that it hit an after-image. The Rhydon was soon hit on the back by a Metal Claw, knocking it forward a few feet. Rhydon turned around to attack Scizor again with a Stone Edge, but Scizor soon disappeared again and reappeared to the Rhydon's side, hitting it with another Metal Claw. The Scizor continued the bombardment of Metal Claws and evading its Stone Edges until the Rhydon had moved only a foot away from the sewer.
While the Scizor kept the Rhydon busy, the man, now a couple of blocks away, had released Luxray from its Pokéball and had acquired himself a metal pole from one of the many abandoned houses that were nearby. Slowly, he sat upon Luxray and got himself in an upright position, one hand holding onto Luxray while having the other hold tightly onto the metal pole. When he noticed that Rhydon had gotten about a foot away, he barked out, "Volt Tackle, Luxray!" at Luxray, and it nodded its head as it bent down a bit. It leapt forward, and it quickly accelerated by the second, electricity forming around them. In a matter of a few seconds, it was already less than a block away, and a layer of electricity covered the two. Foot by foot, inch by inch, the man slowly rose up on Luxray, now kneeling on top of Luxray, waiting for the perfect moment. Now only a few yards away, the man jumped off of Luxray and brought his metal pole as he edged closer and closer to Rhydon.
Scizor, noticing Luxray, quickly dealt one more Metal Claw before evading another Stone Edge and jumping back. Rhydon started to go after Scizor, but stopped as it turned its head and saw the man nearing closer and closer to itself. Its eyes widened at the horror that it couldn't do anything as the man swung the pole at its head, knocking it up and off balance. Using the head at a platform, the man jumped off the beast and messed with the Rhydon's sense of balance. But before it could regain it, Luxray came in with its Volt Tackle, knocking the beast back into the hole.
The man, now sitting on the ground due to exhaustion, watched the Rhydon fall to its defeat, and turned to his Pokémon that were coming to him. He went through the insides of his sweater and pulled out two compressed Pokéballs, and after resizing them, put one in his other hand. "You two did great. Scizor, Luxray, return," the man said to them. Two beams of infrared beams hit the two Pokémon, and they returned to their respective balls in the form of energy. He returned the two balls back into the inside of his sweater and stood back up. He looked around him and saw that the agents from earlier were leaving, one carrying the unconscious one on his back. "So, our planet has finally grown tired of this war like everybody else. I guess the military is starting to recruit those that had retired from war in order to end this war," the man said to himself. He looked at his house, then turned around and noticed that he could see the mountain that he was on earlier that day. "After all this thinking I've been doing lately about this war, I believe it's about time I finally did something to repent for my actions that I've done in the past. I think it's time I finally found a different way to end this war," he said, thinking out loud. He grabbed the headphones on his neck and put them over his ears, listening to some music while walking toward the mountain.