Welcome All,

I am Emperor Dread and this is my domain.

For you all to know this is my very first story. After years of reading others I decided to give it a shot so here it is.

Warning: The following story has violence, adult language or "swearing", and some sexual themes.

(Thoughts) - "speaking"

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Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon in any way shape of form. They are all the legally copyrighted property of Nintendo. I do however claim all plots/storylines and characters of my own creation, as well as anything else I created in this fiction.

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Another day was beginning for Nero Michi. A day the traveler thought would be no different than any other. Nero appears to be an average young man in the world. His average black hair is a mild length reaching down the back of his neck and covering his ears, with bangs just as long as the rest of his hair, which refuses to cover his eyes. His eyes are a deep, dark brown that look to be almost indistinguishable from the midnight black of his pupils at a distance. The slight tan of his skin is ever prevalent from his constant travels between towns. His body is slim and built of muscles grown strong due to the daily training he accomplishes.

Nero awoke around the break of dawn, much too early for his preference, which for him is a later time of about nine in the morning, instead of first light. Nero decided to jump down from the tree he was perched in during the night, since he could not fall back into the slumbering state that he found so pleasant.

"Why the hell is it that I had to wake up this damn early?" Nero asked the surrounding forest. As he stretched, the chill of the moist morning air caused him to pull his jacket more securely around himself. Nero was wearing the same attire he has had for most of his travels.

A white short sleeve shirt with red claw marks streaked from the right shoulder to the lower left side. Over that is his black long sleeve jacket that reaches down to his mid thigh in length and accommodates his broad shoulders. The edges of his jacket are ragged and torn in a crude zigzag at the wrists, bottom, and collar. The pants he wears are also black and torn at the ankles, but are held at the waist by a belt with silver electric patterns all over the crimson leather surface. His shoes are the same average running shoes found with most traveling trainers, only they are black with two bolts of electricity on the outer sides. One gold and the other crimson, appear to be in constant conflict.

With a final yawn Nero started off toward the nearby town of Twinleaf. He was walking at a brisk pace still working to awake the muscles that became stiff during his slumber.

"Today is starting off just great." Nero stated with prevalent sarcasm. He continued down the path leading out of the forest, spying a wild pokémon every so often. Just as Nero exited the forest and Sandgem town came into view, a shrill cry disrupted the area's natural calm. Nero turned trying to locate the source of the abrupt annoyance.

Suddenly he caught sight of a blurry figure along the distant east end of the forest's edge. Even thought the figure was so far Nero could make out the shape of a person possibly a young woman being chased by some type of Pokémon. But, due to the erratic side to side movements of the creature, it was almost impossible for Nero to be sure as to what exactly it is. As the figures moved closer Nero could definitely confirm the terrified victim to be a young woman around the same age as him with long blond hair and cloths almost reminiscent of the champion Cynthia.

Unlike the champion however this woman's attire are a deep silver color. The sleeves are shorter only reaching her mid forearms and the fur so common on Cynthia's clothes appeared to be absent instead the sleeves hung loosely where they ended and the bottom formed in a sort of wavy fashion, which points toward the front and ends at about her knees. This jacket snugly formed around the woman's chest and was clasped together by a metallic gold chain in the front. Which caused her breasts to become pulled together in a way Nero assumed was purposely for attracting the attention of the opposite sex. Underneath the jacket was a light red almost pink tank top that fit tightly around her figure but lacked to cover about an inch of her midriff. Her pants that closely fit her slim, shapely legs consisted of a color the same as her jacket and only reached about half way down her shins, leaving much of her ankles and footwear exposed. Silver footwear that to most would seem ill suited for travel, due to the one and a half inch heal, but seemed to cause no problems what so ever for the woman as she ran.

Finally Nero was able to see the full extent of the threat. The young woman was indeed being chased by a Pokémon. A very pissed off and unusually big ninetails. Unfortunately before Nero could get in a hidden position to surprise the ninetails as they passed, the young woman spotted him and started heading straight towards where he was standing. With the calm and steady hand of an experienced swordsman Nero brought the blade on his back to bear. Slowly removing the sword from its sheath and placing it in a secondary position hanging from his side instead of along his back.

His sword, a black bladed katana with a serrated back extending from the crimson hilt and silver guard. Which are in the shape various lightning bolts that chase each other around the blade in a circular clockwise direction. At the end of the handle is a silver sash decorated with black and crimson bolts of electricity.

Soon as the woman and her unwanted pursuer got close enough Nero side stepped and immediately thrust the sheath of his sword back into the path of the ninetails after the woman passed.

Surprised by the speed of what the ninetails disregarded as just another human, she was not able to react in time to the object abruptly placed in her path. Causing her to trip and harshly roll into the nearby tree, with a violent shake of the branches she slammed into the trunk. Disoriented by the sudden stop and quickly becoming pissed at whatever was impeding her from capturing the woman who trespassed in her home.

Before the now enraged fox could regain her bearings Nero took the chance to leap into the air and pounce on the back of the furious beast. Emitting a loud, blood thirsty snarl the ninetails tried to snap at the unwanted passenger, only to get a fist wrapped around a sheath pounded into her jaw.

"I don't think so bitch! Try it again you will lose more than one of those fangs!" Nero roared at the now stunned ninetails.

Never in her life had a human threatened her in such a manner, let alone laid a hand on her. The thought only caused her to become infuriated even further; (To think a human could even do this to me is disgraceful!) thought the fox.

(I have taken on the strongest typhlosion in the area for my territory. I refuse to be bested by this human.) The last thought pushed the ninetails to become even more feral.

As the ninetail's insistent growling became louder Nero quickly brought the sheath down below the beast's neck in hope that the fox was still to disoriented to react in time. Before he could get a grip on the other end of the sheath the ninetails caught on to his plan and used her weight to slam him full force between herself and the large tree she rolled into earlier.

Nero was visibly pained from the powerful body slam. Through gritted teeth he proclaimed, "Fucking bitch, it will take more than that! You're going to have to kill me before I'm fucking done!", as he hung on to the back of the ninetails.

The Pokémon was becoming ever more desperate now that Nero had gotten hold of both ends of the sheath. As she started to thrash about slamming her unwanted passenger and herself into one tree after another, Nero bought the sheath up against the throat of the panicking ninetails. Slowly as Nero applied more pressure he began to feel the asphyxiation take effect on the wild fox. Whose struggles became weaker and more futile with each of the passing seconds.

Soon enough the wild pokémon slumped and fell over unconscious on to her side without enough oxygen to keep fighting any longer. Nero removed his sheath and jumped off of the creature just before it fell. As soon as he was sure the beast was down, he sheathed his sword and returned it to his back. With that accomplished he crept closer to the ninetails.

While inspecting for injuries and ensuring that the pokemon was still alive, Nero noticed a large slash like scar reaching from the upper left to the lower right of the female ninetail's chest, only slightly concealed by her fur. Which Nero noticed has a silvery tint to it compared to the usual color of a ninetail's fur. Once he was sure the Pokémon was physically healthy he removed a luxury ball from his jacket.

"You are a very strong and powerful adversary ninetails. Welcome to my group." Nero said as he threw the luxury ball to capture the ninetails. Once the ball stopped moving and the light on the front discontinued to blink confirming the capture, Nero retrieved his newest catch.

With that accomplished Nero decided to inspect his own wounds, finding them to be nothing more significant than a bruised lower right rib and a sore back from the battle.

"Damn ninetails." He sighed while rubbing the sore area along his back. Once Nero was sure everything was in order he checked his cell phone, which is similar to a pokedex only it is about the size of the average flip open phone and has a scroll wheel in the top center of the key pad. Upon discovering the time was now about 9:50, he decided to start to search for the young woman he happened to save.

"Now where the hell is the damn girl? She couldn't have really gotten that far?" he asked himself, after ten minutes of searching. About another fifteen minutes later, Nero was becoming a little more than irritated with how quickly he was getting nowhere.

(Why the fucking hell do I care what happened to that damn idiot? She shouldn't have been fucking around out here anyway if she wasn't prepared to face a wild pokémon.) Nero decided.

As Nero was about to return to the path and head into town, the sound of what he recognized as running water caught his attention.

(Hmm, possibly a waterfall, I could use a quick meditation session under a waterfall about now. Besides that, I'm pretty damn sure that I don't smell like roses by now either, damn sweaty fox fur.) Nero thought as he started toward the noise. After a couple minutes of shifting through brushes, shrubs and the occasional low level insect Pokémon, Nero found himself at a small pond fed by a ten feet wide, thirty feet high waterfall.

The pond's water is crystal clear, with about three rocks of decent size located directly under the falls.

(Perfect, exactly what I was looking for.) He thought with a pleased smile. Surrounding the pond is forest that provides adequate shelter from wind and privacy from anybody on the distant path. Upon a better inspection Nero was surprised to find various berry bushes around the area.

"Screw going into town for supplies, I think I'll camp here for a day or two." He stated to himself and any wild Pokémon that happened to be listening.

After picking a few berries to eat and store for later Nero headed toward the more accessible side of the falls. As he got to be about twenty feet from his destination a slight sparkle of silver from the forest edge caught his eye.

(Now what the hell could that be?) He thought as he slowed his pace.

(It couldn't be.) Nero thought as he silently crept closer to the area he saw the light from. He came upon a nearby rock to find an all too familiar shoe lying in front of it. As Nero looked over the boulder he found the same victim that his newly caught ninetails was chasing earlier. Exhausted from the near death experience the woman had fallen asleep against a tree, feet from the water's edge.

"Who the hell is this girl?" Nero asked the rippling waters before resuming the plans he had made for himself earlier. All the while still keeping watch on the girl.

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Who is this girl and how will she affect Nero's life?

Just wait till the next chapter.

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