The Rulers of Primordias
by TheElectraflyingSquirrel
Note: There will be human to Pokemon TF's in later chapters.
PROLOGUE
For centuries, legends of an undiscovered region, whose only inhabitants are Pokémon, have passed down. It had no name to begin with, but humans who have heard of it have dubbed it to be called "Primordias", because of its ancient and primordial nature. Some Pokémon who have the ability of mobility have gone from there to other regions and back. They told the elders of the land what the humans have been calling it, and they decided to call their nation that as well.
Primordias is split into nine separate provinces, each one representing one of the most basic elements. These provinces are known as Glacatia, Natura, Solaris, Aquos, Magmaras, Electroise, Obscuritas, Magius, and Ordania. The rulers of these lands are Eevee, and all of its evolutionary forms. The nine rulers of this land will often meet in Ordania, which is the capital of Primordias. These meetings have been dubbed "The council of the elements".
Over Primordias' long and complicated history, many wars have broken out between the provinces. These wars never last long though, as they are often stopped by the ruler of the land, King Eevee. Although every province has partaken in these wars over the years, Obscuritas fights more than any other province. This has led most of the council to distrust Obscuritas and its leader, Lord Umbreon. For many years, members of the council have suspected that Lord Umbreon was planning something huge, but he never confirmed their suspicions... Yet...
Prince Eevee, King Eevee's son, was waiting with his father in a large circular room. At the edges of the room, there were nine thrones, one for each council member. As all of the members began to show up, King Eevee greeted them.
"Welcome! Welcome to all of our council members!" Announced King Eevee.
"Good day to you, my lord!" All of the other council members said in unison.
"Well, as you all know, I am getting old, far too old to run this council anymore. So today I'd like to step down from my position, and give power to my son," King Eevee told the council.
Upon hearing that the king was resigning, everyone in the council gasped, except for Lord Umbreon.
"Ha! My king, your son is only eighteen years of age! He cannot possibly be responsible enough to rule the land like this. Why, I think that you'd be better off giving power to me instead," Lord Umbreon scoffed.
"Lord Umbreon, I did not ask for your opinion on the matter! Why would I trust you?" King Eevee responded.
Everyone else in the council nodded in agreement with the king, and Lord Umbreon just looked away, angrily.
"Now, as I was saying, I would like to pass on my crown to my son,"
King Eevee took off his everstone crown, and placed it on his son's head. At once, all of the members of the council began to chant: "All hail the king!"
"Ahem, I have a very special gift for 'The King'," Lord Umbreon growled.
"Very well then, what is it?" Asked the old king.
"Oh, you'll see..." With that, Umbreon clapped his paws, and about a thousand Dark Pulses came in through the windows, shattering them.
Everyone in the hall began to scream, and the sheer magnitude began to wear away at the health of the members. They all ran to the front doors, but they found that they were being held shut by some powerful energy.
"PROTECT THE KING!" the old king yelled.
Everyone ran to where the new king was standing, petrified by fear, and started blocking the attacks.
The old king, who had taken most of the initial impact, rushed to his son. At the same time, the three who were protecting the young Eevee the most, Lady Sylveon, Lord Jolteon, and Lord Vaporeon, all dropped down, dead.
"My son... The rulers... Are dying... You need to find suitable replacements, or this region, and the world, will fall into chaos," The old king told his son.
As he said that, the four other rulers, Lord Flareon, Lady Leafeon, Lady Glaceon, and Lady Espeon, all dropped down to the floor, dead.
The old king began to absorb all of the damage from the dark pulses, and he touched a special jewel on his son's crown. Light began to surround the young king, and he began to teleport away.
"My son, you must... *Cough* *Hack*... find suitable vessels to transfer the spirits of the Elemental Council," King Eevee told his son.
"B-but d-dad, what about you? And what do you mean 'vessels'?" the young king responded to his father.
"It's too late for me... and the vessels needed for the council to posess... are humans..." The old king answered, "P-please, you must stop Lord Umbr-" The old king suddenly stopped speaking, and his eyes rolled back in his head. He was dead.
"DAAAAAAD NOOOOO!" The young king screamed, but it was too late. He looked up to see a dark pulse coming from lord umbreon, headed straight at him. He closed his eyes, and braced himself for impact, but he suddenly felt an extreme chill run down his back. He opened his eyes, only to find that he was now at the outskirts of the city. He looked at the palace in the center of the Capital, only to see that it was shrouded in a purple cloud. Lord Umbreon's maniachal laughter could be heard from the inside.
As quickly as it had begun, the laughter stopped, the dark energy faded, and the palace was silent. Umbreon had teleported away from the city, leaving the young Eevee king alone. He helplessly watched as the palace collapsed, leaving only rubble.
The young Eevee king's eyes started to fill with tears, as he realized that his father, and the other council members, were all gone. His sadness turned to malice as he said one thing: "Lord Umbreon will pay!"
He then collapsed on the ground, and started screaming and crying. He laid down in the soft grass for what seemed like an eternity. When he finally got up, he took one last look at the remains of the palace, and then he began to run as fast as he could, to the edge of the region. He was determined to find seven humans, to bring back the council members, and to end Lord Umbreon.