This is my first attempt at writing a Poké Rangers story, just a side project until I can get going on my other stories.

Prologue: An Old Enemy Returns

Since the beginning, Humans and Pokémon have coexisted together in peace and harmony, each side helping the other in their tasks. But that peace didn't last long.

Long ago, in the region today known as Kalos, a great evil arose in the form of Yvestros. Having been disfigured by the powers of Yveltal during its last rising, he used his new powers to create an army of monsters; some of them half human and half Pokémon, others were hybrids between different Pokemon. With his evil minions, Yvestros terrorized the land for several years, draining the life force of all who dared to resist him.

But soon, hope arose again for, during Yvestros' reign, a lone human accompanied by a Lucario discovered a small green creature cornered in the mountains by a pack of Houndour. The human threw stones at the Houndour while his Lucario attacked them with his moves until the Houndour were driven away. It was then that the creature revealed itself as a core of Zygarde, the Legendary Pokémon of Order, summoning several Cells to transform into its true form. In gratitude of the human's rescue, Zygarde granted him 18 mystical medallions that granted any who held them with an immunity to Yvestros' Oblivion Wing, as well as the power to become super-powerful soldiers able to battle the evil minions. Surged by this new ability, the human gathered other humans and shared his powers among them, turning into soldiers of war: the Knights of Order.

With their new powers, the Knights of Order challenged Yvestros and his armies. The war raged for many years. While Yvestros' powers were unending, the Knights of Order were able to thin down his forces, aided by many allies both human and Pokémon.

Finally, Yvestros grew desperate. Aided by his closest generals, he hunted down each Knight and slaughtered them without mercy. As each Knight was killed, their medallions disappeared Soon, only six Knights remained; Fire, Water, Grass, Electric, Flying, and Fighting. Buoyed by their fellows' deaths, the Knights of Order used their medallions to summon Zygarde and pleaded for a means to defeat Yvestros once and for all.

Upon hearing of the Knights of Order's heroic efforts, Zygarde agreed to help and brought them into his lair deep within Terminus Cave. Once inside, he called upon a second Zygarde and together, they rallied up every Cell they could muster to prepare a final trap. At that moment, Yvestros and his generals appeared, having tracked down the Knights of Order, and challenged them to a final battle. They fought long and hard, but soon, the Knights began to show signs of weakening. But before Yvestros could deliver the final blow, the two Zygardes merged into an omnipotent being and channeled their energy into a powerful Land's Wrath into the cave ceiling. While the Knights were able to escape with Zygarde, Yvestros and his generals were buried under the cave-in.

With Yvestros finally vanquished, the Knights of Order retired and returned to their homes. All except for the original Knight who claimed the others' last medallions and vowed to watch over the land, still uncertain that Yvestros was properly dead.

And for many years, peace reigned over the Kalos region, a peace that wouldn't last for very long...

Terminus Cave

Present Day

Jonathan Mitchell took in a breath and let it out in a huge sigh. Underground construction was always such a hassle, even with Pokémon, because no-one ever knew when it would ever be finished. At the moment, he and his team were working on recovering the remains of the old coal mine in Terminus Cave, looking for relics to showcase at the Slateport City Museum back in Hoenn.

Thinking back on his home region made Jonathan smile. He'd heard from his wife's last Holocaster message that his only son, Tristan, would be arriving at Lumiose City by airship in two days time, accompanied by his loyal partner, Torchic, with hopes of competing in the Kalos Pokémon League. Jonathan could still remember the day that Tristan received his Torchic as a birthday present, how his eyes had lit up at the sight of his very first Pokémon. That had been three weeks ago before he came to Kalos to work with the excavation team situated there.

Now he turned his attention back to the work in progress. Three other men in hard hats and overalls were chipping their way through the rocks. Jonathan's partner, Sandslash, was digging further into the tunnel, aided by an Excadrill and a Diggersby. A Conkeldurr was also working, bracing the tunnel ceiling with its two stone columns. Jonathan and his men had determined that if they kept going, they would soon reach the coal mine within a few days.

Jonathan grabbed his pickax and set to work. For several hours, they dug deeper into the cave, the sounds being the clink of their tools, the grunts of the Pokémon and the occasional squeak from the flock of Noibats above them. On and on they worked, none of them knowing what lay ahead in the darkness beyond.

Finally, Jonathan's axe split through a thick rock wall, revealing a dark chamber beyond. "Hold up, men!" he called. "I think we've made it."

One of the men picked up a lantern and stepped cautiously into the chamber. Jonathan and the others followed him. The light picked out a massive room where a huge purple boulder lay on the other side, glowing with unknown power.

"This doesn't look like the coal mine in the pictures," said one man nervously.

"Whatever this is, I don't like it," replied the man with the lantern.

Jonathan didn't hear them. His attention was focused on the boulder. Gingerly, he approached it, hand raised to touch it.

"Slash!" His Sandslash appeared at the cave entrance, waving its paws and shaking its head. "Sandslash, slash! Sandslash!"

Jonathan turned in confusion. "What is it, Sandslash? Is something wrong?"

"Slash, slash!" Sandslash replied desperately. At that moment, Excadrill, Diggersby, and Conkeldurr appeared behind it, all equally nervous.

"Our Pokemon must know something we don't," the first man realized. "Whatever is in this cave is spooking them."

"Oh come on!" the third man scoffed. "There's nothing in here but a giant boulder. And at least three of our Pokémon are Ground Types, why would a rock scare them?"

"I don't think this is any boulder I've seen before," Jonathan murmured. "Let's just forget about this and leave quickly."

"Not a chance," the third man retorted. "For all we know, the mine is just on the other side of that boulder. I'm not waiting until tomorrow for what can be done today." So saying, he marched over to the boulder and raised his pickax.

"Wait, DON'T!" Jonathan yelled, but he was too late.

With all his might, the man drove his pickax deep into the boulder. All at once, there was a mighty tremor that shook the cavern as huge cracks appeared on the surface of the boulder, like an egg starting to hatch. The Pokémon at the entrance all turned and ran out of the tunnel. Even the flock of Noibats flew out after them. The men watched them leave then turned as one to face the boulder as it began to glow a brilliant white.

Suddenly, the boulder split apart with an ear-splitting roar, throwing the man who'd struck it back against the wall with a sickening thud. Jonathan stared in horror as the man fell to the ground in a pile of broken limbs. Then he heard a sinister laughing behind him, followed by a demonic voice. "Free... at last..." And when he turned around to face the owner, his eyes widened in shocked disbelief.

There, in the remains of the boulder stood a lone man, but this was no ordinary human. His head was red and pointed like a beak, with black stripes leading from the tip of the beak along his face. Two long black horns curved out from his head and his eyes were a piercing blue. A grey feathery scarf was wrapped around his neck and he wore dark purple robes. Most terrifying of all were the two huge red hand-like wings erupting from his back and flowing down to the ground like a cape.

It took a moment before Jonathan realized what he was seeing. The person was a cross between a human and the Legendary Pokémon of Destruction, Yveltal!

At last, one of the men found his voice, the one holding the lantern. "W-Who are you?"

"I am Yvestros, ruler of Kalos," replied the Pokémon-human in a distorted voice. "Tell me, what year is this?"

Jonathan and the others swapped worried glances. "I-It's the year 2016, Mr. Yvestros," Jonathan replied.

"LORD Yvestros to you, puny humans!" Yvestros then drew in a breath to calm down and looked around him. "2016, you say? That would mean that I've been trapped underground for nearly three thousand years."

"Three thousand years?" the other man gasped. "But that's impossible! No man could ever live for that long."

"I am more than a simple human or even a Pokémon," Yvestros stated. "Once I ruled this region as its true monarch. Now I shall do so again! But first, I must revive my faithful generals." He turned to look at the workers. "And you three have just what I need to do so..."

"What could we possibly do to help you?" Jonathan asked, wary of where this was going. "We have no means of medical care to help your men."

"I do not need any mortal medicine to revive them. All I need from you is... your life force!" With that, Yvestros' wings unfolded and curled up over his back. "OBLIVION WING!"

Bolts of red lightning shot out from his wings and struck the three workers. Jonathan screamed in agony as the lightning swept over him, bringing him to his knees. Suddenly, he felt his body going stiff from the legs up and he looked down to see his whole body turning grey like stone. He glanced over and saw that the others were already petrified.

His last thoughts before he was completely frozen were of his son and how he would never be able to see him ever again...

Once the three workers were drained of their life force, their bodies like statues, Yvestros turned to where his generals lay still and channeled the life force into them. "Arise, my faithful followers, and let us claim the land once more."

The first general to awaken had the body of a Bisharp, but under the helmet, he had the face of a Houndoom. The grey part of its body was black and a Houndoom tail curled around one leg. "Ahhh," he growled. "It feels good to move again."

Behind him, a smaller figure shook his head. This general was only three feet tall and looked human from the neck down, but his head and arms were that of a Sableye. "What a long sleep that was," it muttered in a squeaky voice.

The last general to move was more feminine than the others. Her main body was that of a Gothitelle with dark purple bows, but she had the head and wings of a Venomoth. "Feels like we've been out for a century," she sighed.

"In truth, we have been asleep for three thousand years, Mothitelle," Yvestros corrected.

"What?!" the Sableye mutant cried. "How could this land have managed without our tyrannical presence?"

"As if you did anything during the wars," scoffed the Bisharp-Houndoom hybrid. "All you ever did was create whatever monsters our Lord demanded!"

"And they were good monsters too!"

"ENOUGH!" Yvestros yelled. "Sharphound, you are a most admirable commander of my armies. Do not lose your temper against our own men, unless they really deserved it."

"Yes, my Lord," Sharphound replied, bowing his head.

"And as for you, Sabelteur, your monsters can be useful once again," Yvestros went on. "But for now, we must return to our hidden lair in the mountains and recover our strength. And once we're ready, we shall begin our conquest of this realm once again!"

With that, Yvestros spread his wings, sending up a black fog that engulfed himself and his generals. When the fog faded, they had gone, leaving only the petrified bodies of the three workers and the dead body of the fourth as a sign that they were ever there...

In the Tower of Mastery on the outskirts of Shalour City, a lone figure sat in a meditative pose, his Lucario sitting next to him, at the base of the statue that dominated the room.

Suddenly, Lucario's eyes snapped open and he turned to look out the window in alarm. "Lucar! Lucario!"

The man turned to his partner in with a look of concern. "What is it, Lucario? Did you sense something in the aura?"

"Lucario," the Fighting Pokemon replied with a nod.

"Show me," the man said.

Lucario placed his paw on the man's shoulder and focused his power. The man soon saw an image of blue appearing in his vision. It showed a dark cave that led down into a tunnel into a vast underground chamber where three people stood in strange poses, almost like they were hurt. It was then he saw several pieces of rock strewn across the cave floor.

The man's eyes flew open in horror. "No! They have been freed!"

"Something wrong, Grandpa?"

The man looked up at the voice and saw a young girl in skating attire standing at the base of the stairs, a Riolu at her feet.

"Not at all, Korrina," the man lied. "Lucario and I were just sharing a memory of the old times. Shouldn't you be at the Gym right now?"

"Yeah, I was on my way now," Korrina replied, running out the door. "I'll see you later!"

The man let out a heavy sigh. He hated having to lie to his granddaughter, but he knew that she was not ready to face Yvestros and his army.

Once he was certain that he and Lucario were alone, he went up to the base of the statue and pressed a hidden button. A door in the podium slid open revealing a hidden staircase that they quickly descended. They entered a darkened room below and the man went over to a small wooden box and opened it. Inside lay six golden medallions, each marked with the symbol of a certain element; a flame, a drop, a leaf, a lightning bolt, a wing and a fist.

The man picked up one of the medallions and lifted up to his face. "The time will soon come, Lucario. A new team will rise again..."

And thus the stage is set for a new battle.

Like most other Poké Rangers stories before, I will need help with making the Poké Rangers. So far, I have prepared the first two in advance; Fire and Fighting. But the other four will be up to you.

Just to give you an idea, the Rangers will be based on six Pokémon: Blaziken, Blastoise, Sceptile, Ampharos, Pidgeot, and Lucario. (Lucario and Blaziken have already been decided) And this is the criteria I am looking for:

Name:

Gender:

Hometown:

Personality:

Type of Poké Ranger:

Pokemon: (Make sure to include the aforementioned Pokémon in any stage of evolution)

History:

Once I have chosen my rangers, the story will continue.

EDIT: So far, I have three male Rangers, I just need two females to balance it out.