CHAPTER 1

7 years after Lucas beat the Pokemon League, Roark and Byron created a small, enclosed area off Iron Island for Fossil Pokemon to live. Whilst in their gyms, they set up huge herds of real fossil pokemon, often returning there to check up on them. There was always one of them there to check the Pokemon. And so, the story continues.

Iron's POV

I never expected this to happen. I've never been rejected that badly before, and standing at my birthplace some 3 days ago, I was kicked out so badly. I even have my head shield's scars to show it. But now, a new friend is coming – one from millions of years ago, in this fossil this weird man with a helmet light thing is regenerating.

If you want to know what happened, there was a giant herd of Rampardos, Cranidos, Armaldo, Shieldon and Bastiodon…

Flashback, normal POV

A small Shieldon crawled over to the herd of fossil Pokemon, tempted by the little ones to play with.

"Can I please join your herd?" he asked, stammering over his words.

"Why, Iron! NO WAY!!!" shouted a Rampardos over the noise of the rest of the herd, presumably the lead one.

"But… there are so many children to play with…" Iron said, backing a little.

"WHY?!" the Rampardos lowered his head, and Zen-Headbutted the Shieldon, sending him flying into the ocean.

It took him nearly 1 hour to get out (he was light, as he hatched from an egg recently, so he couldn't drown) as he could hardly swim, and the journey back to the herd took him so long that by the time he reached the field, Roark was already back.

End Flashback

Iron's POV

Rampardos are so cruel… They always have been, and they always have been. If I had my way, I'd force an Everstone into every Cranidos in the world. Why do Cranidos have to lose their love and mercy when evolution takes over…?

Normal POV

"Hang on Shieldon, just a little more," Roark comforted Iron just as a bright light appeared from the glass in the regeneration container.

Suddenly, an embryo sprang to life. The glass began to shatter from the pressure. Roark and Iron backed away.

Out came a strong skull, two delicate arms, two legs and a short tail…

Iron watched excitedly, only for the excitement to be replaced by happiness as the figure stepped out of the container in front of Iron.

"… Skull? Is that you…?"