My friend recently dropped this story, so I took over for her (with her permission). I will be accepting OC's until the third chapter when the patrol and mission teams are assigned.

Carpe Diem.


I:

A Shaft of Light in an Era of Darkness


Colossal Academy

3:30 PM

"Sir, the camera is rolling!"

"Whoa! Heeelll-o!" The man in front of the camera spun around with his electric blue eyes gleaming. He flashed the camera a white, million dollar smile and clasped his hands together behind his back. "We'll just have to edit the beginning out!"

"We wouldn't have to if you weren't so damn talkative!" the cameraman explained angrily. The fans behind the handsome adult screamed when he glimpsed back over his shoulder and winked.

"Can someone please get the girls out of the shot?"

The rabid devotees giggled and called out for the blonde man as they were herded off the stage. Even in the darkest of times fervent fangirls could be found lagging behind the idol they adored. The fellow who was receiving all the attention winked and smiled again as he fixed his glorious mop of glistening blonde hair.

"We love you, Jeremy!" one of the females shrieked.

"See you later, ladies." Jeremy waved. A brunette in the leaving crowd actually fainted and had to be dragged off the set. Once they were gone Jeremy sighed, "Gotta love the women."

"Sir, we're trying to run a commercial for the academy, not a beauty pageant. Control yourself," the producer begged. They had been trying to finish up the segment for hours but had always been stopped due to Jeremy forgetting his lines or leaving to gossip with his fans. Finally the blonde nodded, cleared his throat, and began.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome! You should all know who I am but for the unfortunate few who might not recognize me right away, I am Jeremy Vision, spokesperson for Colossal Academy."

Jeremy took that time to wink and smile at the camera for any of his adoring fans that might be watching. An ominous tone of music started before it transformed into one that belonged in an epic.

"Hidden deep in the ranges of Mt. Moon lies Colossal Academy; a school suited for only the best of the best such as myself. Here students will study in her art of defense and attack and they will be given the tools to better equip themselves for the dark times that we have the misfortune to be living in. They will run patrols and will be trained on how to take down Reapers.

"We all know the terrible story of what has happened to our world. It started with Team Plasma, the rise of King Ghetsis, and their quest for liberation and domination. When the famous duo, Black and White, of Unova failed in the final battle for freedom in Plasma Castle they were executed. All hope was lost. As soon as they were gone, up rose the other teams of the different regions. Team Rocket remerged and took over Kanto and Johto. Team Magma and Aqua popped back up and seized Hoenn. Team Galactic dominated Sinnoh. With these main branches rose another much more terrible than the first: The Blue Suns. The teams came together in the time of peril, forming alliances along with one another. Thanks to the groups now know as the Cults due to the brainwashed sense of the members, the world is trapped in an everlasting turf war to control the populations of the regions. Each group wishes to dominate the world.

"This idea was only made easier for the Cults when the superior group, Team Plasma, made it illegal to own Pokémon. They claimed it was for the freedom and liberation of the oppressed creatures, but we at Colossal know better. They have created harsh and unfair laws, curfews, and courtrooms. The laws are enforced by a ranging number of cruel punishments from public whippings to death. Not only is it the most hated rule, but it is hypocritical. When we are not allowed to keep Pokémon by our side, the members of the teams do not have to release their Pokémon.

"Then even more tragedy struck. The scientist in the joint labs of these Cults accidentally unleashed a virus they had created. This virus, now named the Ink or the Black Death, attacked both humans and Pokémon, changing them into bony, zombie like creatures. It starts by the skin growing black spots that creepy up the body from the feet. Once it reaches the neck the weak treatments we have discovered for it no longer work. Then comes the gruesome part. The skin starts decaying and the entire body grows black. After that comes the hunger for flesh. After the hunger there is no turning back. Once a Reaper, always a Reaper.

"These monsters now creep through the streets in search of food. They will eat anything with a heartbeat and even the Cults have turned against them. Now that the disease has started affecting Pokémon, the future looks bleak."

Jeremy ran a strong hand through his blonde mane before continuing with a small smile. "That is why we have decided to open up Colossal Academy. We know pockets of people like you, free due to protection from the Reapers and the Cults exist in the regions. All may seem bad due to the majority of gym leaders and the all of the battle frontier members under the Cult's of the Reaper's control. The elusive Elite Four have slithered out of the iron grip of 'justice' and have found these pockets of small towns and cities of society that still try to remain in contact with their beloved Pokémon. With the help of rebel leaders we have created a school from the ruins of an unknown civilization deep in the mountains. Colossal Academy now stands open, a secret from the dreaded Cults and will serve as a protection from the Reapers. Our doors wide as students from these secret societies pour in."

Jeremy paused for a moment, the playful beauty leaving his eyes to be replaced by seriousness. "Students of the new generation. You are our last and only hope."


Fuchsia City

2:00 AM

"Is the coast clear?"

The teen shook his sleeve to reveal a black band wrapped under his hand. He pulled the underside of his wrist to his mouth as if he was about to kiss his communication device.

"Head on over, but be careful."

"Roger that, meet you in a sec."

The male straightened up from his crouched position so he was rocking on the balls of his feet. There was a snap below him and the clatter of falling trashcans. He swore under his breath as he watched the idiot below him stop in mid-step.

The male coiled and sprung, leaping down from his aerial position on a near roof and swinging on a bar below that jutted out from the wall to breaking his fall. He dropped to the ground, glaring at the other.

"If you weren't my best friend, I would kill you right now," he hissed.

The clumsy one let out a soft chuckle of nervous laughter. "Sorry, Luke."

Night sprawled across the star speckled heavens, leaving the two older teens in a world of murky gloom. The ebony darkness camouflaged the two who were both dressed in outfits of black. The only light came from the dim blue glow of their sunglasses which allowed them to see in the dark, maps and coordinates plastered across the lenses to help them find their location. A chilly breeze swept through the alley way, causing the fallen bins to shutter and groan.

"Let's get out of here, Nayla," Luke muttered. "We need to grab it and run like hell."

"Okay," his partner replied with a nod. The two crept through the blackness, keeping close to the wall as they neared their destination. Luke clutched his machine gun, steadying the strap that kept his weapon slung over his shoulders. They approached a tall, looming building with a the fire escape busted off at the bottom. It was a high jump but it was one that the two trained teens could make.

With silence and carefully placed steps the two wound their way up the stairs and stopped at a window. A single light flickered on and off inside, casting rays of flimsy light on the black stone. Three nicks on the stone distinguished it's importance from any other sort of pebble it could have been mistaken for.

"Blade," Nayla released a Grovyle from her belt. The grass Pokémon gave a soft cry of greeting. "You know what to do."

The Grovyle went to work, cutting out a circle large enough for them to crawl through with one of his sharp leaves. Nayla returned her prized friend before slipping through the gap in the glass.

Luke followed, checking the rear. So far, so good. All they needed to do was grab the stone and be off. It lied in wait under the jerking lamp, dormant for the moment.

Of course, it wasn't that easy.

A jet of flame shot across the room which caused Luke to duck and cover. He pulled Nayla down with him and the fire hit the window with a flash.

When Luke glanced up another man had appeared with four Magmars by his side. The two got to their feet, moving in to attack. Nayla gave a battle cry, leaping into action as the Team Rocket grunt commanded for them to fire again. Luke grabbed Nayla, shielding her body with his. He released her and yelled into his communicator for back up. When static was the only reply he shoved his friend and shouted for her to run. He felt the burn of the fire eating away at his jacket and he whipped it off, diving for the stone.

"Stop him, Magmars!"

Luke glanced up as her was just about to lay a finger on the stone when he was overcome by fire. He screamed and failed, suffering in agony as he burned.

And as Luke's body fell to the ground, flames encasing his body, Nayla was yelling somewhere in the distance. But just as his head thudded on the tile, the top trainer of the academy was gone.


Colossal Academy

8:00 AM

The teachers of Colossal gathered together, their heads bowed as they whispered to one another. Their hushed voices echoed across the room with their brows furrowed and hands clenched. Any sort of eavesdropper would only be able to pick up the desperation in their tone.

"The school year is starting and the students will be here tomorrow," one voice muttered. "There's no time for this sort of thing!"

"We must remain calm. They cannot know that anything is wrong. We must protect them!" a Kanto grass gym leader uttered furiously.

"We will do what we can, Erika, but I don't know if even our best will be able to do so," another gym leader mumbled in response.

"Let's do what we can, then."

The teachers, professors, staff members, and rebel leaders concluded the meeting with a few parting gestures and a nod. A dark haired man wandered towards far window, watching the sun set. He pulled his red cap down over his face as the Pokémon on his shoulder gave a concerned, "Pika?

'They remain our only hope,' The man thought with a sigh. 'My glory days might be over, but theirs are just beginning...'


A student somewhere in a part of the free world opened a letter that was on their bed. They held it up with trembling fingers, glory and enthusiasm twisting their insides into an excited knot as they read the piece of parchment contained inside the envelope.

Welcome to Colossal Academy! To enroll please fill out our forum below and send it back before the first of August. Please send your letter of acceptance back with the papers.

We can't wait to see you at our school. Have a nice day!

~The Staff of Colossal


-Vital Information-

ALL OC'S ARE FIRST YEAR STUDENTS.

Owner:

Name (first and last):

Nickname (Optional):

Age (Thirteen to Nineteen):

Gender:

Hometown & Region (Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova):

-Appearance-

Hair(color, length, etc.):

Eye Color:

Body Type/Description:

Height:

Skin Color:

Additional looks:

-Clothing-

Everyday (Free time):

Sleepwear (Pajamas):

Swimwear:

Formalwear:

Jewelry (They will wear this on a daily basis):

Patrol/Mission Clothing: (I will permit all black here)

SCHOOL WEAR (REMOVE SPACES FROM LINK AND THE "ELLO"): hellottp : / / oi47 . tinypic 2qu22on .jpg

Boys: Dark blue blazer, dark gray tie, white long-sleeved undershirt, khaki slacks, and gray shoes.

Girls: Dark blue blaze, dark gray bow tie, white long-sleeved undershirt, khaki skirt, long gray socks, and gray shoes.

Opinion about Uniform: (hate it, love it, don't obey, mediocre, wear stuff with it, etc.)

-Transportation-

Type of transportation (everyone gets their own motorcycle):

Description (Personalize it!):

-Personality-

How do they act towards friends:

How do they act towards strangers:

How do they act towards Pokémon:

How do they act towards Teachers:

How do they act under pressure:

How do they act at formal events:

How would they act if a friend/classmate died:

How would they act if they were forced into a leadership position:

Overall personality:

Relationship Status/Love interest/Sexual Orientation (If you don't know of one, what are they looking for in a love interest?):

How do they act towards love interest:

-Extensive Information-

Personal History (Backstory): (You can fill this out minimally, but the more I know, the easier it will be for me to write your character)

Family:

Favorite color(s):

Favorite scent(s):

Favorite past times:

Favorite food:

Talents:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Habits:

Fear(s): (This fear would make them totally petrified and unable to do any thing else but focus on that fear)

Strengths:

Accessories (What did they bring to the Academy?):

-Trainer Section-

(Pokémon)

Keep in mind they can only have ONE Pokémon, no Legendaries allowed.

Species:

Name/Nickname (Optional):

Gender:

Pokémon's personality:

Pokémon's History:

How much battle experience do they have:

Pokémon's body description: (Smaller than normal, bigger, a tweaker ear or scar?)

Is the Pokémon wearing anything, if so what:

(The Trainer)

The Trainer gets ONE weapon and ONE weapon only. This weapon is only used in defense or if under attack from a Cult member or for protection from a Reaper. It can either be a melee weapon (sword, nun chuck, spear, ect.) or a range weapon (gun). Dual weapons can be included only if it is a dual weapon, such as a Tenei blade (a s-shaped, two headed weapon that splits into two scythes).)

How much training do they have with said weapon: (Have they picked it up at Colossal or have they been using it for longer?)

How much battle experience do they have:

Do they have any hand-to-hand combat experience:

-Classes-

You are able to choose only TWO of the five different electives.

Battle Field Training (A normal class for beginners and students with some experience in the area of weapon use, battle tactics, and hand-to-hand combat)

Advanced Battle Tactics (A strategy class that only certain students can qualify for. Do not be mad if your OC does not make it in. This session covers everything that has to do with Pokémon Battle and Human Combat)

Advanced Combative Skills (A brawling class that only certain students can qualify for. Do not be mad if your OC does not make it in. This session covers more advanced methods when it comes to fighting in either hand-to-hand, with ranged weapons, or melee weapons)

Medical (On-field training and a hands-on experience in medical care for Pokémon, humans, on the battle field, and off)

Creative Processing (A class that furthers a trainer's connection with their partner by the use of the fine arts, trust exercises, and much more)

Gymnastics (No, not leotards, chalk, and tights. This class focuses on agility and coordination on the battle field, in fight, or in flight. The teachers use modern techniques such as free running, obstacle courses, and track to improve such skills)

Elective Choice:

How do they do in school:

Do they like school:

How do they act in class:

-Additional-

Are they a fan of Jeremy Vison?:

Any other information:


*~Galaxy