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Chapter 1

There lies a region to the South of the others inhabited entirely by Pokémon and Pokémon only. To humans, it is considered a sort of nature preserve for Pokémon and no trainers are permitted to enter it for any reason whatsoever. The reason being that many humans would intervene with the natural beauty of the land and its inhabitants. The region goes by the name of Harmonie. Harmonie is split into a total of four biomes, the first off being pure forests and woods to the North of the region. The second biome being rugged mountains and foothills towards the West. The third biome is towards the East it is a mix of dry terrain and desert stretching well into the fourth biome, the grasslands. This is the place that many grass types call home and is sought after many Pokémon for its lush and beautiful landscape. The Pokémon here vary as there are several Pokémon from all the regions found here.

Returning to the North we see our protagonist, Logan hiking through the woods of various trees looking for a place to cool off in the heat of Summer. Summertime in this region tends to get awfully warm, making many Pokémon like our individual, search for a place to relax for a while and enjoy the summer's day. We see him heading towards a lake that he occasionally visits during this season.

Logan's POV

Not too far now, Logan said to himself as he galloped swiftly towards the direction of the lake. He arrived a couple moments later to a very large body of water in a clearing not too far from the tree line. As he made his way towards the water's edge Logan noticed that there was no one else around. This seemed odd to him as it was an extremely warm day and seeing no Pokémon around being there for the same reason he was appeared strange. To be fair it is early, the Mightyena thought to himself as looked up to see the sun high in the sky. As he did this he heard his stomach grumble, he hadn't eaten anything since last night. He thought he might as well catch something to eat before he dove in for a swim as he heard his stomach grumble. He decided on trying to catch a Magikarp. As he stood over the ponds edge to look for his quarry, he saw a familiar face looking back at him. Not having seen his reflection in a while, he couldn't help but stare for a little bit. He wasn't the smallest Mightyena per say, he stood at roughly 3'06" while the average for his species was 3'03. His large black and gray fur was a mess as he didn't bother to groom it this morning, or any morning for that matter. Other than that, he was pretty much your basic Mightyena.

Ever since he was a pup, Logan always thought about his purpose in the forest. Being 19 years old, many would that he had already found his calling in life but for Logan that is simply not the case. He was the kind of person to think about the future rather than the present. Logan always seemed to love living alone. Sure, there was always his parents who lived in a village full of other dark types farther away that he could join but he never really thought too much into that. Despite being hated, he lived a straightforward and boring life. Like many dark types, Logan was very much misunderstood by his fellow neighbors. Dark types were always for some reason, seen as thieves, bad luck, and or evil. Underneath the black and gray fur was an honest and caring Pokémon. He knew that the branded stereotype he was given was almost impossible to disown, so he just learned to live with it knowing that Pokémon wouldn't care even if he did prove to them that he wasn't just another stereotype. It molded his personality into one full of pride and dishonesty. Many of Logan's neighbors avoided him, they never really had a reason. Just because he was a Mightyena, that was the only excuse they had.

A splash occurred in front of him, dissolving his reflection and snapping him out of his trancelike daydream. He looked at what had caused it and it was none other than his desired prey. Logan instantly darted his right paw to where he saw the Magikarp and scooped it upwards towards him. It landed a few feet behind him and was flopping violently as it were extremely angered at being caught. He padded over to it and held it down with one paw while he sank his fangs into its neck. The fish floundered for a moment before finally ceasing to breath. Logan picked up his food and walked over to a nearby tree to enjoy his breakfast. He laid down with the Magikarp in front of him and licked his lips. He gave a quick thanks to Arceus before chowing down. He had the whole fish in his stomach in a few ravenous bites. Logan licked his paws clean and then finally got to the water's edge, without testing the waters temperature he just dove in. He instantly felt relief from the heat of the day. Logan enjoyed the coolness of the water for what felt like ages to him.

A couple hours in, he decided that he had enough for the day as he swam to the water's shore and got out of the lake. He looked up to the sun to see where it was, if he guessed right it was noon. The Mightyena was still wondering on why no one other than himself was present. At that same moment, Logan felt the presence of eyes gazing at him somewhere beyond the tree line behind him. As he rotated his head towards the direction of his onlooker he felt the presence vanish as if it tried to remain unseen.

"Who's out there!?" demanded Logan in an intimidating voice. No response was given. He tried again, "Who in the hell is out there!?" he awaited on a response only to be met with silence. Logan was about to investigate when he heard something large rise from the lake behind him. He whipped around to find himself face to face with the largest Gyarados he had ever seen.

"YOU!" it demanded eyeing Jason.

Great, I have a stalker somewhere over there in the trees and now this thing to deal with, the Dark type thought annoyingly. He had forgotten about the risks of catching Magikarp on this lake. Logan suddenly remembered why there no other Pokémon at the lake. He had recently overheard two Quagsire by his den talk about a flock of Staravia that had passed by the lake and ate what seemed like a quarter of the Magikarp there. The Gyarados that appeared in front of him must have had been in a fit of rage for days now. He knew that a Gyarados in rage would snap at the slightest of things.

"What do you want?" Logan said in a loud voice to show that he was not frightened, even though his voice slightly trembled.

"WHO IS THE ONE WHO HAS ENDED THE LIFE OF ONE OF MY KIN?!" it roared.

"One of your kin?"

"YES, SOMEONE HAS KILLED ONE OF MY FELLOW OTHERS SAID THAT THIS WAS THE PLACE OF HIS DISAPPEARANCE, NOW YOU WOULDN'T HAPPEN TO HAVE INFORMATION NOW, WOULD YOU?!"

I am one screwed Mightyena, Logan thought frantically. He could usually hold his own in bouts but if this Gyarados were to find out that Logan killed and ate a member of his family, he would have no choice but to flee as he was no match for the beast. Logan decided that in cases like these it was always better to be truthful.

"Oh sure, I think I remember seeing a Pokémon like that over there somewhere," he lied gesturing across the lake.

The Gyarados seemed to buy the story he was selling and turned to where Logan pointed. Meanwhile the Mightyena took this as his cue to go and tip toed towards the tree line only to be yelled at again.

"YOU THERE!', he yelled, Logan turned around slowly. "ONE OF MY OWN HAS BEEN MURDERED AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LEAVE!".

Does this guy really need to yell for everything?

"Look bud, it's really not my prob- ".

"WAIT", the Gyarados interrupted, examining Logan with its intimidating crimson eyes.

"WHATS THAT?!"

"What's what you've never seen an ungroomed Mightyena before?" the dark type questioned.

"NO, YOU FOOL THERES A SCALE LODGED BETWEEN YOUR TEETH!"

Logan thought this snake was messing with him, until he licked his chops only to encounter something smooth and round in his top row of canines. He promptly thought about how to play this off as a simple coincidence but that would do no good as the Gyarados was already in a fit of rage. It seemed to him that he was ultimately screwed.

"IT IS THE COLOR OF MAGIKARP, YOU ARE THE ONE!"

"Is this the only evidence you have, if so what makes you think that I would've done it?" he argued.

"SO, YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT THE PILE OF BONES OVER THERE MIXED WITH YOU AND MY KINS SCENT MEANS NOTHING?" it responded with a face of satisfaction as it had solved the situation.

Logan froze up, he was exposed. Getting into trouble many times before, Logan usually stayed cool and thought out situations like this carefully but for some reason he panicked. His only available options right now seemed to be either to flee or stay and fight. If he chose the latter would surely be killed as the serpent seemed too powerful. After the Gyarados finished those words Logan's world seemed to be at a standstill, everything went silent except the sound of a breeze gliding across water across the vast lake. He decided that the best place to flee would obviously be towards the woods behind him. The Gyarados would clearly expect this so he had to make it immediate as possible. The whole thing was a standoff and they were mutually waiting for who would make the first move.

Logan decided it was no or never. He rapidly performed a sand attack aimed towards the eyes of the giant. The Gyarados entered a disorientated state as the attack had hit its mark. Logan then took this as his opportunity of escape and darted towards the forest. The serpent, still slightly blind from the effects of the sand, screamed, "YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES!" before charging up a Hyper Beam.

Logan was at the edge of the forest. He heard this and made the mistake of turning around to see what it was doing. Everything after that occurred in a split-second. The beast's energy beam shot out of its jaws, hurdling towards Logan at a dangerous speed. He attempted to dodge the attack but to no success. The beam contacted Logan's right side and sent him hurdling into the woods. He was in the air for seconds and was thrown 30 feet away from where he was hit. He got slammed into a large oak tree and landed on his back onto the ground. He yelled in pain and groaned until he ran out of breath. Logan vison was flittering as he was looked over his side to find burned, matted fur and blood covering that section. He could hear the Gyarados in the distance, roaring as it dived back into the blue. The last thing that appeared to Logan was movement in the undergrowth to his front. He moved his head to see what appeared like a Pokémon with light blue fur approaching him before he blacked out.

Thanks for reading and please tell me what to improve on. The second chapter might take a while because of school but I'll try my best to get it posted soon.