Chapter 1: Never a peaceful moment.
5 years earlier...
The league building was in complete ruin. The stadium where the tournament had been held was in falling apart and all of those who had came there today had started their retreat. In the main battle field, all that remained was rubble, debris and shattered pokeballs of all kinds. The Elite Four had failed to stop the attack and had failed to stop their master from be defeated. The structure of Plasma Castle looms over the now destroyed Pokemorph league, showing to the world how their own ideals had proven supreme over the champion.
Not very far away, the final battle had shortly ended. Both trainers and pokemorphs were tired and nearly unconscious. On the right, there was N, a green haired young man who wanted to liberate pokemorph from humans, who wore a damaged grey under shirt and what appeared to be the shreds of a white shirt over it. By his side was the Vast White Pokemon, Reshiram. She wore a ripped apart grey and white hoodie, which started to show a black bra, and grey jeans. One of her blue eyes were closed as she panted heavily.
On the left, was a teenager named Hilbert Black, who had almost shoulder length brown hair and wore a black t-shirt, with a wide tear in the middle, and black pants. The pokemorph next to him has a female Zekrom, she wore a casual black shirt and tight jeans. And her wrists where golden bracelets with a shocking blue outline. Her red eyes fixed on the two in front of her as she held her right arm and panted with baited breathes.
Hilbert had been following N since he began his journey with his reluctant friend, Hilda. N seemed to be interested in him and Hilbert and Hilda wanted to learn N's motives his insane Pokemorph liberation plan. They knew it couldn't be all his doing. Could it? Did N not have another person master minding this plan? They had received their answers once they had met N's father. The events which took place all brought the final end game in motion-The league's ruin, defeat of the E4 and the champion, and the end of pokemorphs and humans living together.
But the battle had been a draw. Nether side could continue. They had both wasted a large amount of large and time clashing with no real damaging blows from either sides, they had only exhausted themselves. That's when a sound broke the silence which had fallen.
tap, tap, tap...
They all turned their heads see to a three figures walking towards them. The one on the right was an Absol morph, wore a sleeveless navy blue Gi and tight blue pants that seemed to hug her figure, and the one on the left was Serviper, wore the same outfit but her long sword-like tail dragged behind her with every move. The one in the middle had a male body structure and was clearly taller then both of the girls by a few inches. He wore the traditional Plasma grunt outfit but where the crest was a large hole which showed the black under shirt. His hood hung over his face, making only glowing red eyes, which pierced through souls, visible. His eyes seemed to be judging everything that came into their field of view. They stopped a few feet away and watched the legends and their trainers stare at them with shock written all over their faces.
"S-shit." Zekrom growled.
"Oh no..." Reshiram said under her breathe.
"You all know why I'm here, don't you?" The hooded man asked and the group remained silent, he continued. "Well Reshiram and Zekrom, you have had your fun. It is time for you two to return to Sp-"
"We will never go back to be stones guarded by old fools!" Zekrom exclaimed. This owned a sigh from the figure, which in return, made the two pokemorphs get into a fight stance. "Those two don't scare me and neither does- Aghhhh!" She felt as if someone had stabbed her in the arm and it started to twist around a bit. She collapsed to her knees, trying to bare the pain as Hilbert to comfort her in some way.
"You should have more respect for people when they speak, Zekrom." He said watching the legendary as she tried to stop the pain. "Maybe people will show you more respect that way as well."
"W-we will not go back, guardian." The voice came from Reshiram who seemed about shaken by the man's appearance.
The man turned his head in her direction and tiled his head. "Huh? Excuse me because I think I heard some bullshit by mistakes. Could you tell me how can you manage to stop me from bringing you two back in your current states?" He asked in a monotone voice.
The two trainers had left the sides of their partners and stood in front of them. The looks of exhaustion was replace with one of determination.
"We wouldn't let you take them away." Hilbert said with a huff.
"You'll have to kill us first." N added.
"You, N, I knew you'd say that. And Hilbert, I could tell you're that kind of person." The man said with a heavy sigh. "I wish that I could just leave you with them in your protection, but that is a prime example why I shouldn't." He said, pointing the ruin that was the League building. "Why in Arceus' name would I allow you two eve more time controlling this powerful beasts?"
"They're not beasts!" Hilbert exclaimed balling his hands in fists. "And don't you dare call them that!"
"Of course I need to use force." The man said raising his right hand to the side of his head. He snapped his fingers and the pokemorphs beside him started dashing towards the two trainers. The two females raised their claws and aimed for the throat. The trainers didn't move an inch from their spots. The absol readied her claws and the Serviper, her tail. No matter much they wanted to move, Reshiram and Zekrom found themselves unable to. Even the screams they wanted to let out wouldn't leave their throats. Hilbert and N braced for the killing blows to take their lives, until...
"That's enough." The two attacking pokemorphs stopped in place, only a few inches from the trainers. They jumped back and returned to their starting positions. "If you too are going to go as far as to die for them, then I guess I can accept this like what happened in Hoenn." The man said, taking off the hood which hid his face. Now that they could see him, they saw a young man in his late teens with dark, yet pale, skin. He had short white hair that came down into his face, covering his forehead over his left eye. The red irises he had looked cold and empty.
Both Hilbert and N's eyes went wide. "Mister Hero?!" Hilbert exclaimed.
"It was... you?" N asked, still a bit shocked.
"Both of you are idiots." The man, Hero, said. "First you wake up two of the three legends of this region, then you destroy the league, and then you forgot who I was." Hero sighed before turning around and beginning to walk away with his partners in tow. "I have much better things to do right now. It's Amber'so birthday and I still haven't found her a present." He said the last part under his breathe.
"Wait! Mister He-" Hilbert started but was cut off.
"Don't call me mister Hero. It's Hero or Lumanite." Hero said before starting to fade away.
"Hero, I have to tell you some-" This time, it was N who was interrupted.
"This isn't the last you'll see of me. Tell me another when you don't have your father to deal with." And with that, Hero and the two pokemorphs disappeared.
The four stood there, trying to figure out what just happened, when they heard shouting. They turned to see N's father storming towards them, foaming.
Current day, outside of Vanivile Town...
On the outskirts of Vanivile sat a large mansion, painted white and red, that belonged to the current Kalos league champion, Leon Age. The house was a good three stories high and four in length. Unlike most mansions you could think of, there was no wall that surrounded it, neither was there a large gate at the front. It looked like a large house. A large house with a water fountain in the front. A large house with three cars parked outside. A large house with hedge trimmings.
It was the middle of the night when a sound, aloud thumping, came from the kitchen. He opened his eyes once the sound grew to loud to be blocked out.
"Can I get one peaceful night of-" he was interrupted by the his room door flying open. Sarah, a female lucario morph, ran in and hid under his covers. She was wet and trembling, her shoulder-length black hair dripping with water, the white button-up shirt she wore was soaked through and through, showing off her a black bra and her b-cup breasts.
"Why are you wet? What happened?" He asked, with sleep still lingering in his voice.
"Sarah! It's Sarah!" She yelled at him, trying to hide better under the thick covers.
"Huh?" He looked at her a bit puzzled. "Please, start from the beg-"
"Where is she?!" A female voice came from the hallway. A female zoroark walked into the room, seething mad and holding an empty bucket in her left hand.
"Ruby, what's going on?" He asked, starting to wake up. He looked at the zoroark, Ruby, to find that she was wearing a pair of pink p-j pants and a navy blue t-shirt with 'Sorry, I'm taken.' on the front. She had short red hair that ended in black tips and a barely noticeable scar on her left shoulder.
"She got in my room again and ate my cookies! I caught the bitch red handed this time!" Ruby walked over to the bed and throw the blanket to the floor, revealing a trembling Sarah with a small smile on her face.
"S-sorry 'bout that." She said in a nervous voice. Ruby's eye twiched and she started to drag Sarah out of the bed. He simply watched for a few moments before sighing.
"If you leave her alone I'll make the cookies extra special for you tomorrow." He gave her a light chuckle and a smile.
Ruby looked at him for several moments before letting go of Sarah. "Fine but only if she won't touch them." Ruby walked out of his room and, by the looks of it, back to her's. Sarah got up and dusted herself off before looking at Him with an embarrassed expression.
"Sorry Leo." She said in a voice that matched her expression perfectly, "I didn't think she'd bring ya into this." She walked out of the room.
He sat there in bed for awhile, thinking. "...This is all about cookies?" He said to himself. He groaned before throwing himself back into his pillow, ready to sleep. Then he shot up again. "Wait... if they were in Ruby's room, then who was in the kitchen?" His eyes widen. They went back to normal when he realized something. "There's twelve of us in this big ass house. I bet it was just one of the others." He sighed going back to sleep. Through out the night, not another sound had awoken anyone in the house.