~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pokemon Special~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~~~~~The Quartz and Lapis Chapter~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 1: The Start of The Journey

WARNING: This fan fiction will contain descriptions of violence and vulgar language at some points; the whole story won't be filled with this but it will show up.

Notes to acknowledge: This fan fiction will contain fakemon; a fakemon is a pokemon created by a fan but is not an ACTUAL pokemon made or owned by Game Freak or The Pokemon Company. In addition to containing fakemon, at the end of each chapter, every fakemon that was mentioned will be given a bio that will include a description, typing, and statistics. This will be put at the end because if it would be given at the beginning, there would be slight spoilers for some of the content in the chapter, and if these bios were given in the middle of the chapter, it would be out of place and they would feel like exposition dumps.

Disclaimer: I do not own the franchise of Pokemon or any trademarks associated with the franchise and never will; it belongs to Game Freak and The Pokemon Company NOT ME.

Author's Note: These are the characters, adventures, and worlds I would create if I were given the ability to write a chapter for the Pokemon Special/Pokemon Adventures manga. I have loved this manga ever since I read the first volume, and I haven't stopped loving it since, so this is a sign of the care I have for this series. This particular fan fiction will take place a year AFTER the events of the Gold, Silver, and Crystal chapter, and BEFORE the events of the Ruby and Sapphire chapter. So with that being said only generations 1-3's pokemon along with my fakemon will be in this fanfiction. However every move and ability available up to generation 6 (X and Y) can and WILL be used by the pokemon in this fanfiction.

Sumbra Region, Chiol Town, 1 AM, March 15th:

John peered out as best as he could as he stared at the small, one floor house in the distance so near to him. John was shaking as he looked ahead, his chest filled with anger, but also sorrow. John slowly stalked towards the hovel as the past chapter of his life flashed through his mind.

John had lived an "ordinary" life; as far as the word ordinary can get you up until he reached age 14. He learned, made mistakes, explored, and considered himself happy. When his parents were murdered however the life of an early teenager took a violent dive. The old John Havek was lost to all who knew him. John became obsessed with hunting down the killer, and avenging his parents, he became enraged in the idea, took reckless dives into life, with only one goal in mind. There was nothing else he wanted to do, he didn't care about anything else in life. He didn't read, write, train pokemon, or anything. Anyone who was in his way, or kept him from completing his task, John treated with slight cruelty and felt he didn't have time for them. The only thing he did besides search for information on the man he hated with such a passion was keeping himself fit, and the only reason he continued this was so he could give his parent's killer the painful death John thought he rightfully deserved. This attitude not only scared some he came across but also itself murdered the old John Havek in place of a new one. However John saw no problems in it; he continued his search, however his obsessiveness and rage caused him to make many mistakes and bad decisions, pushing his revenge back and back into time's extent more and more. Though now none of that mattered to John, after a year of his life spent hunting; he had tracked his target down to this home on the western strip of the Sumbra region, and now John wasn't leaving until he got revenge.

John got to the door of the house and reached into his bag and pulled out a pokeball. For all the pokemon in the world there was only one John had ever truly befriended, and John not only needed his pokemon's help for this quest, but he felt that he deserved to be here almost as much as John himself did. John threw the pokeball into the air and a black mist came out of it, and John's dark cloaked Mageilan revealed itself. (Remember, there will be bios at the end, just as a reminder.)

"Alright, Mageilan you know what to do."

Mageilan looked towards the door and nodded; darkness shot out of his hands and smashed into the door lock, smashing it and the door handle. They made a slight noise but the impact was as quiet as Mageilan could make it.

"Good job buddy, let's go…" John muttered as a slight smile escaped him.

John put Mageilan back into his pokeball and pulled out a large knife as he crouched down and slowly shoved open the now unlocked door. As John got into the house he could see that most of the lights were turned off however there was a light on at the end of a long strip of the house. John frowned as he stalked down the hallway, when he reached the end of the hall he slowly turned his head to look into the room. Inside the room, a man was leaning back in a chair, looking at a computer screen, humming slightly as he jutted around in the chair. John was about to move into the room when something on the left side caught his eye. There was a knife and a pistol hanging on the wall and they could easily be picked up by the man if he noticed John before John got close enough.

Well now I have something else to worry about but… John thought as he pulled out Mageilan's pokeball once more. He let Mageilan come out and silently directed Mageilan's attention to the weapons on the wall. Mageilan nodded and held up his hands, a black aura emanated from them and the weapons disappeared.

Teleport, nice…. John thought.

The man didn't notice Mageilan's little trick, as he still moved around in his chair, John felt exhilaration in his chest as he crouch-walked slowly over to the chair, just as he was about to reach it, John stood up.

"It's time Hedge." John whispered.

The man known to John as Hedge, his parents murderer, yelled and spun around in his chair, to find a fifteen year old standing there with a knife in his hand. Hedge sprang up and looked towards the wall where his weapons used to be, though there were none anymore. Hedge then attempted to punch John however Mageilan created a shadow ball and sent it flying straight at Hedge, it was a direct hit as Hedge flew back into his wall and John walked over and stood over him, a glint in his eye.

"Do you know who I am? Do you?" John muttered as he looked straight at Hedge.

"No… no I don't…. who the hell are you?" Hedge said, his face drowning in disbelief that this was actually happening.

"You can't even remember the faces of the people whose lives you ruined!" John yelled as he was overwhelmed by rage.

John threw the knife straight into Hedge's leg. Hedge screamed as blood burst out. John pulled the knife out.

"That is only the BEGINNING OF WHAT YOU WILL SUFFER DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME! YOU THINK IT'S FUN TO MURDER DO YOU? I'LL MAKE YOU HURT, I'LL HURT YOU AND I WON'T STOP, I WILL MAKE YOU FEEL THE PAIN YOU MADE ME FEEL ONLY SO MUCH WORSE DO YOU UNDERSTAND! I WILL FUCKING END YOU!" John was screaming with tears streaming down his face in anger, Mageilan hovered over, looking at John with worry.

John crouched over Hedge, took his knife, and thrust it into Hedge over and over, creating more and more wounds each time. Hedge was screaming as John opened more and more holes in his flesh. John would admit to himself in his mind, it wasn't a pretty sight, but it was all worth it to kill Hedge.

"PLEASE, JUST END IT, PLEASE!" Hedge screamed at the top of his lungs.

John readied his knife, and held it at Hedge's throat, he slit Hedge's throat as he stared at Hedge with utter hate in his eyes. Hedge sputtered as blood ran down all over him, in a mere few seconds he was now dead. John stood up, vengeance screaming in his soul, contempt filling him.

"Come on Mageilan…. we're done here." John muttered as he pulled out a pokeball. Mageilan was absorbed back into his pokeball as John continued to stare at the mutilated body of Hedge, he just stood there, holding Mageilan's pokeball and looking on, thoughts of victory going wild inside of his head.

Eventually John realised just what he was doing, and slowly, very slowly, he walked out of the run down house, and into the chilly late winter night, he continued to wander back to his little hideout in Chiol town he had made the day before, and when he got to his little hideout, he immediately dropped down and fell asleep, slowly drifting into tomorrow.

Fakemon Bios:

Mageilan: The Adept Magician Pokemon (Dark - Psychic)

Evolves from Magican at Level 15

Evolves into _ at Level 34

Description: Mageilans are adept mage pokemon; like their pre-evolution Magikan they train heavily under their final forms to learn their ways of attacking, healing, and more. They especially love projectile (or just plain special) attacks and they use their magic for whatever they please. They are a species native to the region of Sumbra however small pockets of them exist in the region of Gabbro.

Appearance: A long pointed hat with a star in the middle, you cannot see it's body or face, their faces are shrouded by shadows and their bodies are covered by a cloaks. They have no arms but their hands are covered by white or black glove-like covers. (black for female white for male) Their cloaks have images engraved on them that describe each Mageilan's feelings about the world.

Base Stats:

Hp: 55

Attack: 30

Defense: 30

Sp-Attack: 95

Sp-Defense: 75

Speed: 25

Base Stat Total: 310