Author's note: Hello, my friends; I'm here with a new story that has recently started rolling around my head and in my dreams. Don't worry; I have a chapter for two different stories ready to post. =^:^= Now, this story includes a few ideas that I like from other stories, but I'm combining then with my own twist. This will be my toughest story yet, I'm afraid, but I'll do my best. I hope you enjoy!

Key:

"Hello" – speech

'Hello' – thoughts

Hello – telepathy

Hello – Pokédex entries

"Hello" – person over the phone

Warnings: Will include language, Fem!Ash, dark content (not much, I promise), and info from all six regions, including the newest region of Kalos from Pokémon X and Y

Ages –

Ash – 20

May – 19

Brock – 25

Ritchie – 20

Paul – 20

Annabel – 22

Misty – 21

Dawn – 18

Max – 12

Lance – 25

Clair – 24

Sir Aaron – early to mid-thirties

Riley – mid to late-twenties

Lucy – 26

Cilan – 23

Iris – 18

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Pokémon at all. I just really enjoy the games.

Chapter 1~

(Six months ago)

Ash looked out of the window of the room she stayed in while training with Spenser. It had been two-and-a-half hears since she returned to Kanto after Professor Oak had denied her request to re-enter the Indigo League. She had taken her Pokémon with her and began travelling, training her current Pokémon and catching new ones, while at the same time, Ash was getting ready to train to be part of the new Unova Battle Frontier. She would take the place as leader of the group.

'A lot has happened since that day,' Ash thought. Turning from the window, she saw Apollo, her Lucario, meditating against the wall. 'You'd be surprised at the changes I've gone through, Pikachu,' she thought fondly yet sadly at the thought of her first Pokémon.

Pikachu, while he and Ash had been in Kalos looking for a trainer to join the new Battle Frontier, had taken a powerful hit that had headed towards Ash. Ash, her eyes widening, had subconsciously used her Aura and had stopped any more attacks until Officer Jenny had come. It had been too late, however. Adrian, a trainer who had witnessed the attack, helped Ash, and proved to be what they needed. Adrian was currently training with Noland, even though the only known rank held in the group so far was Ash's, not that the others knew that.

Is everything okay, master? Apollo asked, opening his eyes. Apollo had rejoined Ash in Sinnoh, still a Riolu at the time. In fact, he was the Riolu that Ash had helped rescue from Hunter J.

"I'm fine, Apollo; and how many times do I have to tell you? Don't call me master. We're friends," Ash replied, exasperated.

Over a thousand times, master, Apollo said, amusement clear in his tone.

Ash groaned, glaring weakly at him. "I'm just thinking about the past. It's still hard to believe that this is happening. I'm just glad that Spenser allows me to leave for Aura training with Riley," she finally said.

Apollo nodded. It is important that you can defend yourself, master, and with the attacks you've been experiencing lately, you can use it to see.

Ash rolled her eyes good-naturedly. She knew that he would most likely never stop calling her master. Ash also knew what he meant about the attacks. Ever since she had turned 11, her eyesight had started getting worse, in the form of attacks that caused her sight to black out. The attacks were getting worse, happening quicker, and lasting longer. She was already using aura to hide the fact that her eyes were going cloudy. Only Spenser, who she was training with, Greta, another of the Frontier Brains, and Ritchie, an old friend of hers who was training with Greta knew about the attacks. Spenser had told Scott about Ash's failing sight, and he was working on getting something to help once Ash's sight was gone for good.

"Something's going to happen, Apollo," Ash said, moving towards the bedroom door. "I don't know what, yet, but I have this feeling that something major will start soon."

Apollo looked at Ash, worried. He couldn't feel anything going on, but Ash had always been a bit more perceptive. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about for now, master.

"Maybe," Ash murmured. Shaking her head, Ash grabbed her hat and went out the door. Around her neck was a necklace with miniature Cherish Balls, Poké Balls that were a mix between a Master Ball and a Luxury Ball, around it. There were six in total, though only three had occupants: Celebi from Arbourville, a young Lugia that she had rescued as an egg and Darkrai. In the middle of the Balls were three feathers: one was from a Cresselia, another was a Silver Wing from the Whirl Islands, and the last was a Rainbow Wing she had gotten from the Burned Tower in Ecruteak City. She absently fingered the three feathers as she walked down the hallway.

Reaching the cafeteria, Ash paused in the doorway. Taking a deep breath, she concentrated, using her aura gifts to see who was in there. Smiling at the three familiar Aura signatures, she and Apollo went in.

"Hello Ash," Ritchie said. He stood up as she approached their table. He and Greta had come to help Ash train without her sight after one particular episode where her vision went black. Celebi, while able to heal some of the damage, could only do so much and it was clear that her helping was only prolonging the inevitable. "Is everything okay?" he asked.

Ash nodded, taking a seat. "I'm fine, Ritchie. I've just been getting a bad feeling about something, that's all."

Greta and Spenser exchanged looks. They had taken to believing Ash when she got those feelings, but they truly didn't know what to expect. After all, she could never truly explain what she was feeling. "Can you tell what it is?" Greta finally asked.

Ash shook her head. "No, but I have a feeling that it's going to be big. We'll have to be careful, just in case."

Greta nodded, clenching her hand around her fork.

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(Indigo Plateau)

Lance was currently looking over some documents, trying to figure out what was happening. Several Pokémon had been dying, each with a strange symbol carved somewhere in their body. 'This is getting worrisome,' he thought. Shaking his head clear of those thoughts, he looked up as the door to his office opened.

"Is everything okay, Lance?" Agatha, the ghost mistress of the Elite 4 asked as she stood in the doorway. It was hard to tell what she was thinking, but even Lance knew that she was worried.

"There's more Pokémon appearing with those symbols, Agatha," Lance said, rubbing a hand on his face. "I wonder if we should send some scouts to try and see what's going on."

Agatha nodded, walking slowly towards the desk. "The idea has merit, but you're not going with them. You have a responsibility here, but you can help pick out the scouts," she said. She may not be the leader of the group, but she was the oldest and the others respected her.

"Don't worry, Agatha, I wasn't planning on going," Lance said. 'Not yet, anyway,' he thought.

Agatha looked at him with a piercing stare before nodding. "Come then, let's send out the scouts," she ordered before turning and walking out the door.

Lance nodded, sighing as he shut the door behind the two.

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(Unknown location)

'Everything is going according to plan,' a man thought as he sat in a control room hidden inside a cave. He held up his hand as a dark purple aura surrounded it, and smirked. 'Soon the fools will send out who I need and then I'll wipe all the Aura users off the face of the earth for good.' He let out a chilling laugh.

"Sir?" a voice behind him asked.

Turning, the figure raised an eyebrow at the person. "What is it?" he growled.

"I just wanted to let you know that Team A is ready to begin their part of the plan, sir," the grunt said, shivering slightly. He may have joined the Aura Hunters, but it still startled him slightly to see the dark aura the leader used.

"Good, tell them they may begin tomorrow. After all, we must test out the effects of our hard work," the man said with a smirk.

The grunt bowed in assent and quickly left the room.

As soon as the grunt was gone, the man let out a chilling laugh. "Soon," he said to no one in particular. "Soon, I will finish what I started all those years ago and Sir Aaron," he spat the name, "won't be around to stop me." He smirked darkly. "There were two survivors last time, but their descendants won't escape my grasp this time." He laughed darkly, dark eyes flashing. In the corner of the room, hidden in the shadows, was a small dark purple orb. Said orb was steadily pulsing, ready to activate at any given time.

Author's note: Well, that was rather chilling, wasn't it? I hope you don't mind how I ended it. I wanted to show some of what is going on as well as the main baddie. Don't worry, an old friend will return to help but it won't be until next chapter. I hope you enjoy and I want to hear your opinions of the story. Ciao!

~Selene-daughter of the sea