-1A/N: Finally I'm starting on this series of oneshots for GloryforSleep. Sorry for the long wait.

The theme for this chapter is: What if Terotrey won? (obviously an AU)

The song for this chapter is Phenomenon by Thousand Foot Krutch

Warnings: There are mentions of character death in this chapter.

Far From Home

A series of oneshots based on GloryforSleep's Pokemon fan fiction Exile

By GirlWaterShaman

Chapter One: Revolution

My name is Flare. I am a Charmeleon, but I am black. Technically I would be called a "shiny" Pokemon. But that doesn't matter. Any discrimination or favoring based on the color of one's fur or scales or feathers ended 30 years ago. All that ended when Terotrey beat the Legends and became a God.

God, of course, is a term that I use very loosely. A demon is more like it. Terotrey took over 30 years ago. The majority of the Legends were stripped of their powers. The ones that weren't killed were hidden by Raikou and Darkrai-the two Legends that managed to survive more or less intact, though the former still lacks his Legendary essence-in a place where only they and a few others know. Even I don't know where the Legendaries are hidden. Though I think that Raikou will tell me soon. After my father, Flame, died in battle against some of Terotrey's robots I've become a sort of general among our no-longer ragtag army.

As the years went by, more and more Pokemon-and humans-joined us. Now we encompass most of the known world. There are even some wanderers that joined us from parts unknown. Apparently Terotrey's influence has hurt every part of our planet. Tomorrow we are going to Terotrey's lair in the mountains. Even if we all die in the process, we have to try.

We fight for Raikou, he being the leader of us all. He lost his love due to the fighting and has never been the same since. Though we know that it's her memory that drives him to destroy the abomination that has taken over once and for all.

We fight for Darkrai. Cresselia has remained weak due to the Legendary essence being taken from her, but she is always by the phantom's side, even though the only way she can communicate is in mere whispers. Darkrai doesn't really care.

We fight for Jeff and Skyler. After the Flygon was nearly killed in battle, Jeff lost his carefree spirit and became almost like a machine. The only times when he's even shown a hint of his former self is when he's around Skyler. And Skyler has been in a coma for nearly 5 years.

We fight for Mewtwo and Deoxys. Their love has remained strong for these past 3 decades-or so I've been told since they got together before I was even conceived-and they fight for the world. But they also fight for each other, most often side by side.

We fight for Arceus, the god's likeness being the symbol of our flag, our banner. He is still after all this time captive by Terotrey, his power feeding the demonic man's goals. But we know that if we set him free, Arceus will destroy Terotrey and purify the world.

And I fight for my love Shimmer. The most precious Pokemon to me. We may be opposites-her a Vaporeon and me a Charmeleon-but we don't care. All we've known is war. And we are tired of it. We hear tales of before we were born-when the world was at peace and the sky wasn't always black and red. When it was blue like Shimmer's fur.

I've never seen a blue sky.

But I sure as hell want to.

So I fight. I fight and I fight. It doesn't matter who I end up fighting on the side with. Whether Raikou or Shimmer or my own mother, I fight. We all do.

For a brighter future.

For a new beginning.

For a revolution.