Brief Intro: This story is based on the Pokemon World without trainers. Many characters in the games and show have been adapted into this story, but they appear as names of their signature Pokemon instead of their actual human selves. The story will be told Game of Thrones style, with chapters going back and forth between characters.

Prologue: The Assassin: Sceptile

As Sceptile crept up Route 5 to Cerulean City, he knew that what he was about to do was right. King Blue (a Blastoise), despite being a fairly just king, was not the right king for Kanto. From his birth as a Treecko up till 5 years ago, he had been a subject to the Dark Kings, who had ruled Kanto for generations. That is, until, the Blastoise made a deal with Lady Lorelei (a Jynx), Lord Bruno (a Machamp), Lady Agatha (a Gengar), and Lord Lance (a Dragonite) to take down the Dark King (who had at the time been a Hydreigon), and assume power among themselves. Thus, the Dark King was killed, and King Blue rose atop the Indigo Throne, with the four traitors as his new "Elite Four".

No one had spoken in defense of the Dark King, due to fear of punishment and death from the Elite Four. Blue offered amnesty to the Gym Lords if they obeyed him, and, fearing for their cities, they conceded. He then began to rule a part of a suggested "Golden Age", an age of triumphant research and light and a happy populace, with no want except the glory of seeing their king, their savior. But corruption was rampant. In the days of the Dark King, no thieves appeared, no threats on the road. Now, Sceptile had to be prepared to face threats from all directions, even when he went to trade items between Celadon and Saffron. The Gym Lords were bent on merely gaining power on skill for their cities: what happened on the Routes didn't matter. They even made deals with some of the thieves to take a share of their profits for protection from the Growlithe Police. Even then, Sceptile saw a mugged Meowth on the side of the road, probably dead.

He thought again: Who was he to even matter in this world? He was just a trader, selling the fruits of the soil from Celadon to other cities for trinkets, light, or water. But years of carrying items across Kanto had made him strong, and years of fighting the thieves had made his Leaf Blade as strong as a diamond blade. He knew he was able to kill Blue. Just one… shot. Right at his unprotected neck, and it would be over.

But what had Blue done wrong? He was not responsible for every action the Gym Lords did: no one could be. Sceptile even considered going back to Saffron, giving up on this suicide mission. But he pressed forward. The Dark Kings would return, and make everything right…

Sceptile cut the tree at the southern end of Cerulean and sneaked in. He walked past the Bike Shop, and waited next to the bridge. At night, he was invisible, blending into the very grass he lay on. He had heard that Blue was going to be meeting with the researcher Bill, and knew he would be on his way back soon.

After lying for hours, he was about to doze off when he heard steps and muffled chattering. He looked up, and saw Blue talking to Bill, the Clefable carrying a purse. Or was it a satchel? Nevermind. They were walking down the bridge, Clefable carrying a lamp. This was his chance! One shot, one perfect leap, and the king was dead. "Long live the king" Sceptile whispered, and he jumped, at a perfect angle towards Blue, with his Leaf Blade ready to decapitate the king. Everything was going to be great, Bill and Blue had been caught surprised and just watched as Sceptile flew…

Too late, Sceptile realized that he was stuck in the air, held in place by some being. He looked left and saw her. Lady Misty, the Starmie! As she raised him into the air and spun him around in circle, she began talking to the king.

"It's good to see you, King Blue, and who would this intruder be?"

"It's just a Sceptile, no need to worry."

"A Sceptile with a Leaf Blade primed! Blue, he was about to kill you!"

"I know, but as long as you're here, it doesn't matter." Blue spoke calmly, with the elegance of a king.

"My King! We need to interrogate him at once. But not here."

"Of course. Take him to Mt. Moon."

So they went, carrying Sceptile, helpless to the telekinetic powers of Starmie, into the cave with Bill. Sceptile silently wept tears of failure and defeat. Once inside, Misty began using her Psychic to raise him high in the air and contort Sceptile's body, causing him to scream in pain.

"Who ordered you to kill our King Blue? Was it Erika? I've hated her for years. I would be willing for a chance to kill her!"

"AHHHHHHH… I…ARGH... Work… GAH... Alone…"

"Why were you attempting to kill our King?", Misty cried, contorting his body further. Sceptile felt his windpipe closing, being unable to breathe. He was choking. This was the end. He had failed his mission. The Dark Kings would never rise again.

"ENOUGH! He can't talk if he's in too much pain to breathe. Release him and let him speak."

As Misty released him, Sceptile went crashing to the floor. He lay there, breathing deeply. Should he tell the truth? Or should he die a coward? Afraid to tell his target of why he should die.

"Blue… I am here… to kill you… to bring back… the Dark Kings…"

"The Dark Kings?" Misty laughed. "They're all dead now."

"No. One must remain… A savior… a messiah…"

"Silence." Blue spoke. "It is awfully gallant of you to want to bring back your kings. I could have used someone loyal like you, Sceptile. But instead of following me, you follow the King of Darkness, who would have led this continent to darkness. The family of Darkness is over. I have killed them all myself. Bill, bring me your latest experiment.

Bill held out to Blue a blue bottle.

"Your sentence is this. Sceptile, drink the bottle, or die a slow painful death from Misty."

Sceptile accepted defeat. He knew what was in front of him was probably a poison. He decided to die a quick death, but not without saying one last word to King Blue.

"As long as there is light, there must be darkness to keep balance. The Dark Kings will return. And with them, your death."

Sceptile took the bottle and drank it. His vision began to blur, and as Misty laughed, he heard Blue say "Even if they do, it will be their death. Not mine. I will kill every last Pokemon in Kanto to keep my power, and I am not afraid to do so. Farewell, Sceptile. May your soul never rest in the Distortion World."

All was dark.