I do not own the characters portrayed in this story.

Rated M for language, blood, gore, and death. NO LEMONS. Told in first person from the Lucario's point of view.

White Nightmare

Welcome to Earth, it is in great shape. The human race is near extinction from the on going war against a new alien threat that presumably killed out all the Pokemon in the world, in other words has torn Earth apart. All hope seems to be lost until a young corporal of the last human rebel team against this alien threat finds an all white Lucario, white chest fur, thigh fur, and golden spikes. Could this Lucario hold the key to humanity's survival and the resurrection of Pokemon? Who knows, maybe this corporal got lucky.

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It was such a calm night in the now post apocalyptic planet of Earth, but here I lay soaked in mud in the bottom of a trench with no memory of my past or my purpose. I was lying on my stomach in the muddy trench, shocked that the bullets and lasers had finally stopped firing. I flipped over on my back then and saw the tag on my wrist, it read "White Nightmare". What did that mean? Was it my name? I tried to stand up but I fell back down, grieving in pain. The last thing I could remember was going to sleep in the tent with my trainer, how long ago had that been? How did I end up in this muddy trench? I needed answers. I then tried again to stand, this time succeeding. I propped my mud covered body against the side of wall of the trench and looked out over the rim and my mouth fell open. Littered across the ground were bodies of both men and alien, some were dismembered others were whole still. It was gruesome, the bloody ground, the putrid smell, all of it. I stepped out of the trench and tried not to vomit from the horrible smell of death and decay.

"Look sir! It may be alien!" said a voice far off to my right.

"I see it corporal, capture it." said another voice, this one was gruff and menacing but human, I could tell that much.

I saw humans run out of the bushes screaming at me, I did what I thought was right seeing as how I was trained and dropped to a knee showing I would not fight back.

"I'll be damned... It is a Pokemon..." said the Corporal. The other humans around him began to murmur softly.

"Sergeant Cruz, I'm going to inform the Colonel about this. Keep on eye on it will yea?" The corporal said and took off in a run back toward the bushes.

It was horrifying to me, humans with guns pointed at me, all around me. I really don't think I had ever been this scared in my life. The humans were... Different though. All were army, yes I could see that, but all were in different uniforms like a poor rebel army.

The corporal came running back with an older man now, the older man's face went pale as my white fur when he saw me.

"Holy shit" Colonel Sharp said, "You weren't joking Corporal..."

"Sir I strongly suggest we save this creature, he may... He may be the last of his kind." Sergeant Cruz added in.

"Son, I couldn't agree more. Corporal! You are in charge of taking care of this creature from here on out, or until we find another human base." the Colonel said.

"Yes sir!" said the Corporal, who knelled down and began inspecting me for wounds. I didn't fully grasp what the human had said. Last of my kind? That was impossible. He must of meant last Lucario in the world. There shock to seeing a Pokemon though, that puzzled me. They acted like they had never seen one before. I know for a fact though I wasn't the last Pokemon in the world. It was simply impossible. I then looked out over the grassy blood-stained battle field. It was still horrifying and the putrid smell of death and decay was growing worse. After maybe 15 minutes the corporal told me I would have to be carried due to my leg-injury. What could I do? I couldn't object. The corporal then scooped me on his shoulder and he along with the other humans began to walk in the same direction, in the direction of the North Star which could barely be seen through the night clouds.

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A/N: This is only a prologue, the next chapter's will be longer if you like the plot-line of the story. If not then I will update once a week for those who did like it.