Pokemon

Mystery Dungeon

-Ancient Kingdom-

~Redanato the Hero of Flame~

Sword clashed against sword. Blood was flying to the air each time someone was struck through thier armor. Soldier against Soldier, man against man, friend against friend. This was how war was, how it always was, and how it always will be.

I didn't know this. I was too childish, too arogant. All I cared about was being viewed as a hero for ending the war- by killing as many enemies as I could. Heh... I thought myself a Knight but I was really just some foolish knave- no real experience or knowledge of what war really was. It wasn't until I was on the battlefield did I understand what war truely was.

My and my friend, Alex stood amongst the soldiers, our swords ready with our pokemon right behind us. We weren't close enough to the field to see what was happening, but we knew the battle wasn't in our favor.

"They're gaining on us" Alex pointed out, "I can hear the sounds of battle getting louder."

"Don't worry," I assured him, "Once we start fighting, we'll turn the odds in our favor"

"Of course, we wouldn't be able to do any less" He slyfully agreed.

We weren't wrong though, but as the battle progressed I slowly began seeing the slaughter. Pokemon shooting attacks at people, people slicing through pokemon. I knew that war was bloody, but was it always this bad?

A battlecry snapped me out of my daze, an enemy soldier was charging towards me, blade in hand. I quickly blocked his diagnal uppercut with my sword, and pushed him back, causing him to fall. I then ran up to him and stabbed my sword into him, straight to the heart, and pulled it back out. Blood gushed out all over his armor, and left a small bit of blood on my sword.

The feeling of killing someone was... how do I say it? It felt bad. It didn't feel so bad that I wanted to stop, but it tugged at me, as if I knew I shouldn't. But that couldn't be right, it was my job and responsibility to kill, to destroy every enemy in my path- and I wasn't about to stop, not because of one soldier.

But one turned into ten. And ten turned into twenty. And slowly, our army began pushing back the enemy. That once small nag at my mind turned into a nuisance that wouldn't go away. But like all the times I felt this, I pushed it away and continued on.

As we were fighting, I saw someone running off, a soldier. I looked around to see if anyone else noticed, but no-one did. From what I could tell, he looked like he was a higher rank than most other soldiers, but I couldn't quite distinguish what rank he was specifically.

'If he's a higher rank, I could get a reward for taking him down!' I though, justifying my next action. I left the battlefield, and my pokemon, and ran after him. This path that we were taking led to an old building, the ruins of a temple maybe? I hid behind a rock so I could watch what he was doing. The man walking into the temple, and I followed him.

The inside of the temple was almost the same as the outside, it's walls were cracked and whethered, you could see most of it was covered in sand, as the rest of this battlefield was.

As I was following him though, I lost sight of the soldier that had run off, and eventually the path I was following led to a very open and dim lit area. Believing I'd be fine, I pulled out a match and lit one of the wall torches.

As if on cue, all of the other torches in the room lit one by one, revealing a large amount of enemies sitting in an arena like area, all but one of them in the stands.

Realizing that all these soldiers were enemies, I went to get out, and found a large gate had dropped down- sealing my way out.

"Archers! Fire!" The one enemy on the ground bellowed. When I looked I could see many of the soldiers in the stands had bows all trained on me. They all let fire at once.

Needless to say, I though I was done for. Hundreds of arrows raining down on me, but not a single one hit me. When I looked, my Pokemon had jumped in and created a "Light Barrier" to shield me.

"-!" I called to it. "What are you doing here?!"

"I will protect my master" It said.

After that, I suddenly felt faint, and collapsed to the ground unconcious.

Heyo everybody it's Redanato the Hero of Flame. And this concludes the first chapter of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Ancient Kingdom. Theres only a couple of things I want to go over real quick,

First, as you can see this is a Mystery Dungeon fic which probably makes you wonder whether or not I'm going to include the actual Mystery Dungeons in this fanfic. The answer to that lies with you all. Tell me in the reviews whether you'd prefer me include the Mystery Dungeons into the story or mention them but not really go into detail, or not include them at all. I'll accept the decision with the most reviews (if noone says anything I'll go with the last option)

Second, before anyone complains about how vague everything is, it's supposed to be vague. This is a memory/what the character last remembered. You may understand better in the future chapters why I chose to type it this way.

Third, O.C's will be accepted and it is requested that you offer some, but I should warn you that I may not use them- depending on what they are. I'll give specifics about what you need to in a future chapter, but you'll have to wait.

That's all and I hope you enjoyed.

Till the Hero of Flame returns, it's time to flash!

~Redanato Sacato the Hero of Flame