Yes, this is a new story from me!

I don't think the idea behind it is that good, but maybe I can make it interesting. You know when you get an idea, and you just have to follow it? Yeah, well it's like that.

Anyway, the ages are explained in the story, and the 'elements', as you'll discover. The story's plot will move quick but not too quick, hopefully.

I hope you enjoy!


Welcome, to our Pokemon World.

In Petalburg city, it was a sunny day, but then again, it was always sunny in beautiful Hoenn.

The region was alive with people and their pokemon, moving between the cities, or simply staying in the same. They pursued their goals, never stopping, and always searching. The people of Hoenn were especially known for being happy, joyful, and always friendly people. That was just one of the many reasons why hundreds of tourists and travellers went to Hoenn each year, and enjoyed their time there.

Among these kind people of Hoenn, was May Maple.

May's world was different than any child could imagine when they first learned of its wonderful powers and mysteries. The first of these powers, was pokemon.

Pokemon had always worked alongside their human trainers, never to be mistaken for pets or any kind of slaves. Humans eventually discovered a way to 'capture' Pokemon, to make them their own, so they could train with them and send them out for battle. Each pokemon was a certain element, or 'type', whichmade them even more connected to people.

This is because, humans also have their own elements.

For as long as people had lived on Earth, they had each been of a single element. Some people were born of the water element, and therefore had power to control water, and handle water pokemon better. The stronger you were, the more you could control it, and bend it to your will. However, those that could control it best, were those who studied it and mastered it, or those who called on it in desperate times of need. Countless stories were passed around of people, claiming they had called on the water element when they were dying of thirst, or when they were close to drowning. Very few people believed these stories, and fewer still had ever had the power or strong emotions to do so.

But, unlike pokemon, people found it hard to get along with others of different elements. Nobody knew why, but it was never something that went on. People generally stuck with people of the same element, and never chatted to people of others. This made life harder, but people had advanced, and it became easier for them. Soon after May had been born, a new law was passed; 'You may not be involved with, or impose, anyone of a different type to your own.'

Like kings, each element had its own ruler, someone who kept peace with other elements, and controlled their people.

Even though May Maple was 15 years of age, she still was learning the ways of her own people. There was an extreme need for her to learn, for one day, it would be important to her.

Like a royal family, the title of ruler was passed down through the generations to people of the same family. The rulers had been decided hundreds of years ago when the men of a family had competed for the title (for no women would have been allowed to participate).

This was the reason that May needed to learn all of these things; because her father, Norman, was ruler of the fire element, and one day, he would hand his title to her.

So, May played a big role in the world she lived in, though she found it hard to accept, and basically just loved to cause mischief.

"May!" The call came from inside the giant pokemon gym, causing May to throw herself down and hide. His voice boomed across the courtyard as if he were using a megaphone. Except he wasn't; he was just angry.

"May!" He called out again, this time louder and closer. She smirked as she lay flat on her stomach, trying not to get caught.

Something about May made other people love her instantly. She had a mysterious and magical way about her, something that drew other people to her like a magnet. She had many friends, but also many people that didn't like her. She was known around Hoenn for not caring what people thought about her, being modest, and sometimes arrogant. However many people admired her for this, and she was loved across the region.

"Up there, sir!" Someone other than her father shouted, and she was snapped out of her daydream instantly. She jumped up from her position on the gym's roof and lost her balance. She fell painlessly onto her back and slid down the tiles of the roof until she was clinging onto the side of it with sweaty palms.

"May! What do you think you're doing up there?! Get down here, now!" Her father commanded, but May wasn't ready to give herself up to being grounded and punished, so she pulled herself back up, and carried on running along the loose tiles of the roof.

She was prepared to run all day, and she would of, had she not stepped on the wrong tile. The tile slipped free under her foot, and tumbled over the edge of the roof. May stopped and gulped.

"Ouch!" She heard someone call from below her. She cringed and lowered herself enough to peer over the side. Her worried eyes met the angry ones of her father, and saw that the tile had fallen onto one of his helpers foots. Now she would have to get down.


"May, I'm not going to punish you, just listen to me." Her father spoke to her as she sat with crossed arms and a stubborn look on her face. They were in her father's study, and he'd taken her there once she'd climbed down from the roof.

"Right, say what you have to say then. Tell me off, tell me never to do it again, and get ready to say the same thing to me again tomorrow." May grumbled. Her father sighed and looked down to her with an expression that almost made him look proud of her.

"May, one day, you're going to have big responsibilities. That's why we need you to stay calm, stop being so rebellious, and listen to what we say. I need to teach you things."

"Why can't you just hand your title to Max?" May retaliated quickly.

"Because surprisingly you are much more mature that Max. He is only 12 years old, and you're the oldest anyway. You should be happy about it. Anyway, you're stronger than him, we all feel it."

"I don't know how. I've never been able to do anything special." She uttered, still keeping her cross look, even though her father wasn't punishing her.

"I know, I know, but I reckon that one day, you will be able to." He reassured her, and poured himself a glass of whatever it was in his bottle, and sat opposite her. She straightened up a bit and tried not to look so grumpy.

"Dad, why can't we interact with other elements?" May finally asked. She'd never found the time to ask, or had forgot about it when she'd told herself to ask it. May had always been so curious about this question, because when she was 13, and still attending school, she had crushed on a boy in another class. Of course, she'd found out that he was of the grass element, and since she was fire, it was forbidden for them to talk. At the time, she'd been slightly upset. Now, she just wanted to know.

"Well, May, there was once a time when there was no law against it and we used to talk to them." He set his glass down on the table and clasped his hands together in a smart fashion.

"You see, May, the majority of us didn't get along. Those of us who did, never became friends. There's only ever been one recording of two different elements falling in love, and in that case, the women eventually ditched the man for another man of the same element as her. It's never going to happen again, and we'll never be friends. I know it's not nice, and you might want to be friends with other elements, but it can't happen. Besides, fire is quite popular, you'll find many suitable men."

He laughed lightly and patted her on the back. She merely stuck her tongue out at him.

"Dad... Kids have been spreading rumours about, and well, I don't like 'em. They're saying that there's a man in Sinnoh that wants one element to be the only element there is, and he's trying to start a war. Some say he's grass, but others say he's water. One even said he was Electric. Is it true?" She asked her father with eyes wide with curiosity. Like everyone else that had heard the rumours, they made her nervous.

"No dear, of course they're not true." He answered simply, and frowned. "And even if they were, I'm sure he wouldn't succeed."

He stood again and patted her shoulder as he walked out of the room with that frown still plastered on his face.

May knew that he was lying by the tone of his voice and body language. She was great at picking out who was lying and who wasn't, and her father had definitely been lying. He knew something she didn't, and she wanted to find out.

Later that night, May lay alone in her room with her thoughts. It was late, and she really should have been asleep, but she couldn't stop thinking about the different elements involved in her world. She couldn't help but think about the poor people that might want to become friends with other elements but weren't allowed to. It was a stupid law, to say that you couldn't interact with other people of the same species, when it could cause no real harm.

But May wasn't completely against the law, because she'd never wanted to interact with people of other elements, besides that small crush she'd gotten on the grass boy a few years back. She had no real opinion on the matter. Also, she had never talked to anyone, or touched anyone, of a different element. She didn't know what it was like

What she did care about, however, were these rumours of war, spreading around Petalburg city. May had never been one to believe in rumours, but something about these rumours seemed so true, and somewhat fragile, like she shouldn't tell just anyone.

In the corridor, she heard a light switch on.

She slipped out of her bed sheets and onto the warm carpet. She tiptoed across to her bedroom door, slowly turned the handle, and peered out into the hall. It was lit by a single light at the end, where the stairs met the landing.

Her father had gone downstairs to the living room, and she could hear him speaking quietly to her mother- his wife.

She padded across the hall and bent down on the stairs. Through the bars of the banister, she could see him sitting opposite her, and could hear his voice clearly now.

"They've been speaking about the war around the city. The children, I mean." Her father said in a hushed voice. He kept moving his hands, as if he was nervous. May narrowed her eyes to get a better look and watched his every move.

"The children? However in the world did they find out about it?" Her mum, Caroline, set down the glass she'd been drinking from and leaned forward. She didn't seem angry or upset, just shocked.

"A child probably heard it from their parents and couldn't keep their mouth shut. Anyway, I was talking to May earlier, and she asked about it. I don't want her to get worried about it, but I feel bad about lying to her."

"If you lied to her because you were caring for her, then that's alright. I'm sure this whole 'war' business won't get too serious anyway." Her mother reassured her father, but he still didn't seem calm, and his hands still wandered.

"But, if it does, they all know she's powerful. She may well be the most powerful fire girl out there. If water starts the war, then they'll try to kill her, or at least take her."

"Norman, it's alright, I'm sure it won't get that serious, honestly!" Her mother stood and walked over to his side, instantly calming him.

May stood and silently walked back to her room. She shut the door and fell back on the bed. She had never had anything in her life to be scared of, and now she felt real fear for the first time. There was the possibility that someone out there was going to track her down and kill her. If it were up to her, she'd get rid of her power, so that no one paid attention to her at all.

She wept onto her pillow for a short while before curling up, controlling her thoughts, and falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, May was back outside. She met with her friends from the local college. Some were boys, and some were girls, but one thing was for certain: there was plenty of them. Together they battled on streets which they shouldn't of battled on, climbed up on the rooftops, and caused some mayhem.

May did not notice, but three out of the five boys swooned at her, and hinted at her fiercely. She never paid them more attention that any of the others, however, because she didn't notice, and didn't like any of them more than a friend.

Eventually they all grew tired, and found a spot on the grass to sit on, where they could all talk to one another. A few people in the group were in love, and embraced on the grass. May completely ignored all of their actions though, because she wasn't involving herself though. She knew she would have plenty of choice when she did though.

What she didn't know was: She wouldn't be able to choose who it was.

"Guess what I heard?" May said, grasping everyone in the groups attention.

"I heard that the war rumours are true. My dad was talking about it, and my dad knows everything about that sorta stuff." She bragged.

"It's true?" One boy asked, and shuffled closer to May on the grass. She ignored this gesture.

"I reckon we outta watch the news and see." One girl suggested, and all of them looked at her. It was a rarity for teens to watch the news, and they hadn't thought of that.

"Right," One boy started, and grinned at his companions, "Who's house, then?"

"We ain't going to mine. My dad would kill me." May said, and looked around at her other friends. One friend of hers, Daisy, rose her hand.

"We could all go to mine, my mum's working all day."

Instantly, everyone was standing and hurrying in the directions of Daisy's house. Her house wasn't too far away, and soon they were all huddled around her television.

Daisy grabbed her TV remote, and turned it on.

"What channel would the news be on?" She asked, and tossed her blonde hair back.

"One. Try one." May suggested, and rightly enough, the news was on channel one. It was an interview, with someone high up, someone involved in politics. A news reporter was asking him questions and he was answering everything, telling the truth, and leaving nothing out.

"So, Mr. Jones, would you care to tell us what these riots are about?"

Every teen in the room sat silently, with their large, excited eyes glued to the screen.

"I believe that the riots have been caused by a group of grass people, lead by a single man called Harley. Harley believes that the world would be a much happier, safe, and fun place, if there was only one element alive. However he doesn't know just how dangerous that could be, and many people are now following him. A few days ago, it didn't seem that serious. Now though, people see him as a threat, and are calling upon armies to bring his down if necessary."

"And why do they think of him as a threat now?" The interviewer asked, and held the microphone up to his mouth again.

"Well, as you might know, water has a very powerful ruler, with two sons. One of the sons is to become ruler soon, the other has been captured by Harley."

"Harley has captured one of waters most powerful people?" The interviewer asked, trying to hide the shock in her voice. May gasped, and covered her mouth. She'd heard of the two sons, and knew that they were very powerful. That was all she knew though.

"Yes. We think that he might use him for blackmail, and may eventually kill him. Also, we know this... They're trying to find a way to convert people into a different element."

"Excuse me, Mr. Jones, we've just received some footage, and we're about to play it live now, if you could hold on for a second."

Immediately a video appeared on the screen, showing a purple haired man dressed in a strange costume. The man greeted the camera with a grin. It was clear that he was videoing it himself, and was the man they were talking about.

The man then turned the camera towards a cage, which was covered by darkness. In the corner, which was lit slightly by the tiny amounts of light entering the room, you could see a boy, sitting with his knees brought up to his chest. He had buried his head in his knees, so you couldn't see his face at all.

Then the camera whirled back around, pointing at the creepy guy's face again. He held up a knife, as if trying to threaten people, and grinned in a sinister way.

"You see this? This is what I will do if I do not get my way. I will get your children, rulers, and I will kill them slowly. This boy in here, he is going to starve to death."

The video tape ended, and everyone in the room was silent. Most of the other teens were still watching, but May could no longer hear it. She had blocked out all sound, and was holding back tears.

Those bastards.

They were taking peoples children, and she'd just found out now.

Eventually, they would come for her.

May stood and headed for the door. They all watched her, but understood her, and didn't try to follow. Once she was outside, she was suddenly afraid for her life. It was a paranoia that overcame her, and forced her to sprint back to her own house. She ran faster than she ever had, until she reached her front door, and burst inside. Luckily, neither of her parents heard her, so neither questioned her. She was about to walk back up to her bedroom, when she heard her mother calling her father into the kitchen.

Again she stood by the door frame, and listened to them quietly.

"Caroline, we need to be watching her at all times. It's just been confirmed that they've taken a powerful ice and psychic child too. But out of every child that will be ruler, May is no doubt the most powerful. We have to keep her hidden."

"How long did it take them to get those two children?" Her mother asked, and May held her breath as she waited for the answer to come.

"20 minutes..." Her father answered quietly. Caroline gasped and almost dropped her cup.

"What?!" She shouted, and suddenly looked faint. "Where's May now?"

"... She's outside with her friends..."

"Shit, Norman! We have to go get her back, now!" Caroline demanded and rushed him out of the back door. May was about to run after them, and tell them that she was safe, when her thoughts stopped her.

She'd been bombarded with all this information, and just in a single day too. The day before, the war had only been rumoured. Now, this evil man was stealing the rulers children away from them and locking them up to starve or be tortured. May couldn't stand the thought of it, no matter who it was that was locked there. She had to do something about it.

Then an idea came to her head. A crazy, absurd idea, but still an idea.

Dad said that I could be powerful. May had to clench her fists to keep her from punching anything. Here's my chance to prove that I already am.

May was planning on leaving her home, finding out where this man was, going to that place, and tearing it apart. If May could learn to use the power of fire, she could be much stronger than him, because he was grass.

What May wanted most was to show her dad that she could make her own choices, and save the children from being killed, even if they were of a different element to her. She might not get along with them, but a person is a person, and she felt it was her place to do something.

So May ran up the stairs and packed her bag full of necessities and pokemon, hurried back down them, and sneaked out of the door before anyone could notice her.

I wonder if I have to power to change the world...


So that concludes the first chapter of Elements of Animus.

Later on, more pieces of the plot will be revealed, and people will start to meet...

Please, don't forget to review, and tell me whether I should continue this and whatnot,

Ninja.