This is AU for one, two this is really a work in progress! Even though a few chapters are done i still need someone to tell me if the storyline is bad or good so please review. Not only does it make writers feel good, it helps inspire us.

There was once a time when creatures called pokemon roamed the earth. They were very powerful and had many special abilities. People, soon took notice of the pokemon's powers wanted to use it. Most people treated the pokemon well but there were some that thought of pokemon as tools and used them to as weapons of war. There were larger more well-known wars such as 'Champion Alder vs. Champion Lance' and less known wars such as 'pokemon trainer vs. Rival'. However no matter the size of the party participating in the war or the intentions of the persons involved, pokemon were hurt.

When these wars ended the natural beauty of the world lay in ruins! Trees had fallen; grass seared, craters in the earth, and then, in the midst of everything, laid injured pokemon. These humans then took there pokemon to a center to have them healed. The only problem was that these centers only healed pokemon physically and not mentally. These humans had no idea how badly they were hurting these pokemon! Many developed Stockholm syndrome, or wanted to stay with the ones that had captured them.

There were a few that were truly happy with humans but they were still mistreated. For example Tirtouga's could outlive a human easily but after so many years of being kept captive it had no idea how to survive without humans. So without humans this Tirtouga didn't stand a chance where it truly belonged. It is tragedies like these that caused pokemon to disappear.

"So Ms. Juniper, what do you think happened to the pokemon?"

"I don't know, Bianca. No one knows. I guess, once the realized it wasn't safe for them here, they left."

"I think that is highly unlikely. I doubt over 649 species of pokemon all decide to just 'walk away'. It is more likely that a traumatic event wiped them all out… like a disease of some sorts but no modern disease, a very complex disease that bypasses your body defenses and destroys you from the inside. It's quick and painless like a heart attack, but evasive and stealthy like a ninja."

Ms. Juniper lowered her eyes at Cheren, the boy who had been talking. "Cheren, quiet. You're scaring Black!"

The class turned to me and watched as I wiped warm tears from my eyes. "I-it's f-fine M-Ms. Juniper."

Ms. Juniper turned back to Cheren and scowled at him before going back to reading to the class.

When Cheren was sure Ms. Juniper wasn't watching him anymore he turned around and whispered an 'I'm sorry'.

"It's f-fine" I whispered back although it wasn't. What Cheren said really did scare me on the inside. What had really happened to all the pokemon? What if they did get sick and all die? Could that happen to us? I had so many questions but no answers.

Ms. Juniper suddenly stopped reading and declared that class was over. As everyone was leaving I was preparing my questions. I walked slowly up to Ms. Juniper and pulled lightly in the coat. "Ms. Juniper. D-do you think the p-pokemon really got sick?"

Ms. Juniper squatted as she eyed me carefully. She let out a sigh. "Are you still wondering about Cheren said? The pokemon didn't get sick, they were too powerful. Although I don't know what happened to the pokemon, don't let what Cheren said worry you, ok?" I nodded and left.

As I slowly walked past the large building and houses of the city I thought about what they world was like beyond this small place. I had never seen anything leave, and I've never seen a new person in town. Everyone here I knew by name, and they knew me, there was never anyone new. The only time anyone new ever appeared was when someone had a baby and that was pretty rare. Actually no one had had a baby in three years.

I finally reached my destination of home. I walked up to the door and unlocked it. As I walked into the house I heard Gold call out a greeting. I replied back with the standard response of "Greetings Mentor."

Gold turned to face me. He had a stoic look on his face. "I told you that you didn't have to call me 'mentor'."

Gold, of Jhoto, was my mentor. Mentors were assigned to children who had lost both of their parents. I was one of them but Gold had only been assigned recently. Up until that time I had been living alone and when the council found out they frantically assigned me a mentor because they wanted to 'undo the damage quickly'. As a result I was assigned Gold.

Mentors typically had no children of their own and either were deemed unable to have them themselves or physically incapable. Gold had told me that the word to say this was infertile. Gold fell into the category of ones that had no children but I could only wonder why.

Gold was very popular with the women that lingered around the city streets. "Gold, w-why don't you have c-children?" Gold sighed. "I know I've asked a lot but y-you've never g-given me a very good answer."

Gold patted the spot on the couch next to him. I sat down as he began talking. "There are just some people out there that don't want children. I mean sure it's fun and all but it's a lot of work. I don't think I'm ready to take care of a child of my own."

"I understand." I told him simply.

"Really? I thought you wouldn't it's hard to understand you sometimes." Gold, said letting out a sigh of relief.

I got up and began to walk out of the room, but I stopped in the doorway. "G-gold?"

"Yep?"

"What d-do you think happened to the p-pokemon?"

"Eh, I guess they just decided to go away, or they found a better place, a place where they didn't have to compete with each other for survival. I wonder if they're happy where ever they are."

I nodded and went to my room. I lay down on my bed, thinking about pokemon. I wonder what they look like or what their special powers could be. I hope they really are happy. Ms. Juniper once told us that pokemon were taught by humans to perfect their skills of hurting others. I have classes at the clinic tomorrow, mostly to 'undo the damage'. Gold has classes at the clinic too. I wonder if they are teaching us to hurt others…

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