I DON'T OWN POKEMON
CHAPTER 1
"Hey, Shade wake up. Shaaade. C'mon dude, get up already."
I sighed as I slowly woke up though I kept my eyes close, trying to get some last second sleep but that all too familiar voice kept talking.
"C'mon Shade, get up. Berg, Chi and Scuttle're already at breakfast."
"Alright, alright. I'll get up Slice." I finally got up and yawned and scratched the back of my ear. Turning over, I saw a Sneasel smirking at me-Slice, my best friend/sidekick/second-command of our team.
I fixed my pillow and blanket orderly on my bed. I walked over to the mirror on the side of the room. An Umbreon with messy fur stared back at me. I patted my fur until it looked smooth before walking out the door with Slice.
Together, be started to walk down the hallway that led to the dinning room. A few other Pokemon were still making their way to the dinning hall while others went in the opposite direction, probably to get some more rest before training started.
Just then, I noticed that Slice wasn't next to me. I looked behind and saw him flirting with a Frosslass. That was so typical of him, flirting with almost every girl he saw. I went over to see how he's doing.
"So, how does having dinner with just me tonight sound?" he asked trying to sound cute.
"Hmph. No." the Frosslass replied before walking off causing Slice to sigh.
"Wow, you're a real charmer Slice." I said laughing a little.
"Oh shut up." he told me before we continued walking towards the dinning room.
The dinning room was a large room with grey colored walls like the hallways and the rooms. To one side were several baskets filled with different berries and in the middle of the room were several small tables for five.
Slice and I grabbed a plate from near the door before helping ourselves to the berries before taking a seat. Not everyone sat by teams but ours did. Slice and I found the table where our team mates were.
Berg's a Drifloon and our aerial attacker. He's actually really strong and can lift me high in the air to get a good view of the area. He likes to sleep during his free time.
Scuttle's a Skorupi. He, Slice and I are classmates in Dark type training though during those times, he's with his other friends.
Chi's a Meditite and a rather quiet one. She doesn't talk much and usually spends her time meditating in our room. Every time someone asked or told her something, her reply would be short and straight to the point. The longest conversation I've had with her was when I asked her about her family. After she told me about her parents, she shut up and continued meditating. Even though she's quiet, she's really strong and a valuable member of our team.
"Hey guys." I said to my team mates as I sat down. Berg and Scuttle greeted me back but Chi just nodded at me before taking a bite out of an Oran Berry.
We never talked much at breakfast because we're still a bit sleepy. After breakfast was over, an Exploud blew his horn and we, along with the rest of the teams, went to the training yard where we would do our team training for an hour.
Our training's actually quite simple. First, we ran a few laps before going through hoops on the grounds that were actually Ekans that volunteered. After that, we headed towards large ice chunks and rammed them. This was to test our strength and after that, we should destroy it with an attack. After the chunks were destroyed by my Hyper Beam, Slice's Night Slash, Scuttle's Pin Missile, Berg's Shadow Ball and Chi's Hi Jump Kick, a Snover used Ice Beam to make more chunks for the teams that followed us.
This was our team training every day.
After an hour, the Exploud blew his horn signaling the end of team training. Now, we had to go to training corresponding to our type for the rest of the day.
We live in the nation of the Crimson Fang. The types taught here are: Dark, Ice, Fighting, Rock, Poison, Dragon, Ghost and Bug. I'm one of the lucky Pokemon in the academy being a pure Dark type. Dual types had to go through two periods of training for both of their types. It's both an advantage and a disadvantage because having one type means a free second period yet being a Dual type gives you more training, making you stronger.
Everyone but Chi, Berg and I have to go through two periods. Like some Dual types, Chi and Berg have only one period because Psychic and Flying type training's taken up on the other nation.
Our nation, the Crimson Fang, has been at war with the other nation, the Amber Fang, for a long long LONG time. The different types had decided upon their loyalties and Psychic and Flying types went to Amber Fang. Because of that Chi doesn't take Psychic type training and Berg, Flying. Yet for some reason, there's no bias on what moves we use. We can use moves that are the types from Amber Fang and no one gets mad at us.
Scuttle, Slice and I headed for Dark type training while Berg went to Ghost and Chi to Fighting. It was a large training room and we arrived and waited with other Dark types before our trainer, an Absol, arrived.
"Alright everyone listen up!" he yelled when he arrived. "No missions today so we're all training!"
A few Pokemon groaned. Slice sighed and said: "Aw man, I was hoping for some action today."
Usually before we start training or during breakfast, our trainer or an instructor would announce the teams that would go on a mission. The benefit: no training and a chance to go into battle yet there's always a chance you won't go home alive.
"We haven't been on a mission in weeks!" Slice complained as we paired up for training. He sent used Night Slash on me and I dodged it.
"I'm actually kinda glad." I replied before using Faint Attack to reappear behind him. I ram him and knocked him back.
"Oh yeah, you don't really like fighting don't you?" Slice slashed me with his claw. I ducked before hitting him again.
He was right; I'm a peaceful at heart. I hate fighting. I hate this war. The only reason I'm fighting is because my parents were fighters. Once your parents are fighters, it's like saying you'll be next.
Once you're sent into battle, there's usually one rule: kill or be killed. Personally, I'm against killing even killing my enemy. It's just not my thing so what I do is knock my opponent out or at least hurt them enough that they run away. The rest of my team feels the same way. Our no fatality reputation earned us the nickname "Team 0 Kill".
After training it was time for lunch. After pulling Slice away from flirting with a Houndour, we, along with Scuttle, went down to the dinning hall to have lunch. Berg and Chi were already there when we arrived.
"Hey, Team 0 Kill!" a voice behind me yelled out. I turned around and saw a Gabite named Dart. He's the bullying type. "Guess who killed a Jolteon in one hit?"
"You I guess." I replied.
"That's right." he said proudly. "Tell me, how many Jolteons have you killed?"
"None."
"Exactly. How're you gonna get stronger if you don't finish anyone off? Just make one kill, c'mon, it's fun."
"Fun?" I looked at him with disgust. My voice rose a bit with every sentence. "Fun that I have to take a life? Fun that I have to take away someone from their family forever? You call that fun?"
The other Pokemon had turned their attention to us. I heard Slice, Berg and Scuttle calm me down before Dart frowned and said: "I don't like your tone Shady."
"Is there a problem here?" a Toxicroak instructor said coming between us. Dart and I shook our heads before the horn sounded, signaling the start of second period. Dart glared at me before leaving.
"C'mon dude, cheer up." Slice said putting a claw on my back. "Dart's just a bully, don't mind him."
"You're right." I said in reply. He and Scuttle went off to their second period training while Berg, Chi and I went back to our room.
When we arrived Berg went over to his bed and slept while Chi sat on her bed and began to meditate. As for me, I went over to the table nearby and pick up a book in footprint runes. This is what I do during this time: read this book which was about the history of the war. I relaxed myself and read the first part where it all began.
Long, long, long ago, there existed a great Pokemon paradise called the Nation of the Twin Fangs. In this utopia, all Pokemon coexisted in peace and harmony. They were kind and gentle to one another for many years. This great nation was ruled by the Council of 17 represented by the 17 types.
One day, the clouds in the sky parted and the Alpha Pokemon Arceus descended onto the nation. Arceus gave the Council of 17 the plates corresponding to their types. According to him, he gave the plates so that peace may be reinforced in the nation.
For years, peace was maintained but the Council began to fight with each other. Each and every one of them wanted the plates for themselves. Alliances were formed and the Nation of the Twin Fangs was divided in two: the Crimson Fang and the Amber Fang.
And so, the War of the Plates began.
Under this alliance, Crimson Fang took in Dark, Ice, Fighting, Rock, Poison, Dragon, Ghost and Bug types while Amber Fang took in Fire, Water, Flying, Psychic, Grass, Ground, Electric and Steel types. Dual types can decide upon their loyalty and choose either nation to live in; the same went with the Normal types.
Both nations are led by two groups: the Crimson Council and the Amber Council. Both councils oversee what is happening in their nation as well as being in charge of its military. Though the original members of the Council of 17 had already passed away, the current leaders retain the possession of the plates and their desire remained the same.
I closed the book and stared out the window near my bed. I caught a glimpse of Berg napping away and Chi meditating.
That Pokemon utopia, the Nation of the Twin Fangs…I wish I was there when it was still peaceful before it got destroyed by greed.
A great utopia where everyone was happy…
…how could it be so fragile?
KEY TO CHARACTER NAMES:
Shade(Umbreon)- Umbreon's a Night Pokemon
Slice(Sneasel)-Because of his claws
Berg(Drifloon)-Named after the the Hindenburg, the blimp that exploded in 1937
Scuttle(Skorupi)-Named after the way scorpions move
Chi(Meditite)-From Tai Chi
Dart(Gabite)-Dart means to move quickly