Hi guys! Ah, finally got the first two chapters finished! It'll be great, trust me! I've planned this story all week and literally read Bulbapedia like a Bible or something.. Anyways, this is my first ever Pokemon fanfic and I hope you guys like it. Just to make things a bit easier to read, here's some facts about this story:

In my story the trainers can start their journeys at the age of 11 or later if they choose to. I know it's officially at the age of 10 but 11 suits better in this story. Dawn has a father and brother in this story and their names are Michael and Damien. They work at some old ruins North of Sinnoh and for the time being live there (to be close to work, duh).

The myth of Ampyr is all by me and I've planned the tale carefully, so don't flame me about how stupid it was ect. The myth itself is going to be in a key role in the story so it would be good to at least try to read it through, just to let you have an idea on what it's about and such.

And then one more thing; I know Absol is said to sense natural disasters but hey, it's my story. And besides, the Absol does infact sense a natural disaster (if you can call it that) that is to happen a good 5 years later so yeah.

If there's something you don't understand please tell and I'll try to explain in the later chapters :)

Nothing more to blabber about, please R&R and enjoy!


There will be Dawn

A long long time ago, in the frozen ice-caves of the North, lived an unknown, terrible beast that was said to be more powerful than anything else on Earth. The temptation of owning this powerful being was too great for the human that heard of it so they wandered to the deadly ice-caves of the North to confront the beast. None ever returned.

Years past and still no one had returned claiming to own the beast. Rumors of the beast had spread all across the lands and seas thus claiming more victims to the tales. The amount of people killed by the beast had scared the people living closest to the North so they devised a way to keep them safe.

Thus, the Pendant of Ampyr was created. It was said to have been made from silver forged with the flame of Moltres and have a piece of the beast's claw. The shape of the pendant was said to change from its owner's aura and spirit, yet it always held mysterious words carved from unknown markings. The one who could read these words had the power to control the beast and thus, everything else.

The pendant had been kept a secret from the rest of the world and only the people of Ampyr, the northernmost city it was created in, knew of it. The knowledge of the pendant was to give the people peace of mind towards the beast and to make them feel safe. However, the people of Ampyr got paranoid by the pendant and tried to get it for themselves.

Soon news of the Pendant of Ampyr had reacted all across the land and the city was attacked by humans whose greed destroyed Ampyr. The pendant changed owner rapidly and quickly gained a second name, the Crimson Pendant, for to gain ownership of it, it required blood from the previous owner.

No matter how many times the pendant was re-owned, none had ever solved the meaning of the strange words carved in it, thus not fully controlling the beast. Then, eventually the day came when the beast couldn't be controlled anymore do to the multiple owners of the pendant. The beast was outrageous for the fact that the humans had tried to control it and use it for their own gains so it used it's powers to destroy every town in the North, warning the people not to come seeking for it again.

The Pendant of Ampyr was told to have been taken by the beast so that no one could ever control it again. It returned to the frozen ice-caves of the North, hiding the pendant into one of the hundreds of caves found there so that it couldn't be found.

And so, to this day forward, the Pendant of Ampyr hides in one of those caves. Waiting in ice, darkness and silence for someone to find it once more.


"Father, will you be back before I set off next week?" a young blue haired girl asked as she stood outside, waiting for her father to tie his shoes and get his coat on.

The man in front of her was tall and he had fairly short brown hair that was a tad too long for a neat impression. He was in his late thirties, dressed in a plain black t-shirt with loose khaki colored pants and could have easily been mistaken for a teenager from a far. His face however gave the impression away; it was a properly aged and was equipped with deep blue eyes that hold vast knowledge and a hint of boyish wildness.

"Don't worry Dawn, I'll defiantly be here when you set off for your journey!" he laughed as he tied his left legs shoelaces.

He knew he had stayed longer than he'd intended but the fact he could see his family only a couple of times a month had taken the best of him. It was now dark, almost three hours after the sun had set, and he was determent to get back to the ruins as soon as possible, for he too needed proper sleep.

"Hmm, and when was the last time I slept for over four hours.. I wonder.." he smiled to himself.

Working at the ruins had it's downsides; they could only work for as long as the sun was up, so this meant getting up before five and working for as long as ten pm. Then, of course, after this was the paperwork that was neglected during the daytime and took it's revenge at midnight. Needless to say, proper 6-8 hours of sleep was a privilege few had.

But he didn't mind. He loved his work! The feel of dirt under your hands, the excitement of discovering something new, the total aw as you learned more.. Yes, this job had it's ups as well.

His thoughts were disturbed as he felt a soft pull on his coat. It was Dawn.

"Promise?" she looked at him with her own blue eyes.

He was shocked by the thought they seemed to see right through a person, knowing when they spoke from the heart. Those eyes reminded him so much of her mother.

He shook himself from his thoughts and smiled at his daughter.

"Yes Dawn, I promise. You know you won't be able to leave without saying goodbye to me first, right?" he held out his large hand and stroked her on the head. She was, after all, his little girl, even though starting her Pokemon journey shortly.

His attempts to get her trust didn't work, for she was still skeptical.

"But what if you have to work? I know it's important to you and it wouldn't be the first time you couldn't attend to my big days so.." she trailed off with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

This hurt him a little. Yes, it was true his work as important to him and he couldn't recall the number of times he hadn't been able to attend his daughter's plays or birthdays due to a new discovery or something. Someone could and would even think he cared more about his work than his only daughter and that made him feel really guilty. It was true his work took much of his time, that was one of the reasons he had moved closer to the ruins in the first place – and for the reason that the family wasn't comfortable moving to another town so far away.

He sighed, of course Dawn would doubt his word, he had disappointed her so many times before. But that wasn't going to happen this time, for this would be the last time he would see his daughter for months. He smiled to her.

"How could I make you believe me?" he asked her softly and paused for a moment. Dawn just kept staring at him with her deep blue eyes. It almost seemed like she could guess what he would say. Her eyes lit up as she waited for her father to answer her.

"What if I brought Damien with me?" he finally questioned his daughter whose eyes seemed to pop out from excitement.

"Really? Could he really come?" she asked him with hope in her eyes.

"I think your brother would also want to see you before you set out. Who knows, maybe he'll even give you one of his old Pokemon" her father smiled at the look she made when the possibility of getting one of her brother's Pokemon was spoken of.

Dawn smiled and hugged his father. Whenever he promised Damien would come see her, she knew her father would keep his promise.

Damien was her older brother and worked at the same ruins as their father. He was nineteen and had fairly long brown hair that was usually partially tied up with a hair band Dawn had once given him. He was the exception of the family having mysterious purple eyes instead of blue. Overall he looked a lot like their father when he was young.

Damien was well known throughout the whole region do to his amazing trainer skills, good looks and an up-and-coming Pokemon researcher, just like their father. Needless to say he was the ideal brother. The only downside of this was that he too had moved and visited almost as seldom as her father.

"Okay, I hope he'll come! The last time he was in town was about a month ago and I want to see him before I head out" she said happily while still hugging her father.

"I'll tell him that as soon as I see him" he answered and quickly checked his clock. Eleven, that meant he'd be at the ruins around four am if the police didn't stop him from speeding.

"I'd better be going, it's a long drive back to the ruins and I'd like to get a few moments of sleep before starting work. Now until next week, try to behave yourself no matter how excited you are. You'll also need that beauty sleep so don't stay up late, got that?" he gave Dawn a kiss on the cheek and started to make his way to the car. He cursed to himself for leaving his Alakazam at the ruins and taking the car, teleporting would have saved a lot of time – not to mention provided him some extra hours of sleep.

Johanna came outside to wave him goodbye as he took off for the six hour drive back to the ruins. She smiled at her daughter who waved her hands over her head and yelled her normal 'safe trips' and 'remember our promises' until they couldn't make out the car's headlights anymore.

"Okay young lady, off to bed" she smiled at her as she herded her back inside. It had suddenly gotten a lot colder and this worried her; this couldn't be good for her vegetables.


Dawn quickly changed into her pajamas and dived under the sheets. It had been a long day and she was thoroughly exhausted. Her father was home for the first time in a while and she'd gotten up around six so that she could spend as much time with him as possible. Of course her mother could have told her that he would arrive after nine but she didn't mind. She had had plenty of things to do while waiting.

She gently picked up a large book beside the bed and traced the cover with her fingers. It was a gift from her father and it told about old Pokemon myths and legends. She considered it fascinating and was totally taken over by it when her father had read a few pages to her.

The book itself was old and it had some markings on the covers and the pages were a tad yellowish. The once colorful pictures were now only ghosts and the book had the smell of dirt on it. The massive brown covers felt good to the hand and the title of the book was printed with a beautiful silver font.

She loved it.

"The Tale of Ampyr and Pyron: mythical, terrifying Pokemon" she whispered as she traced the silver font.

It was so like her father to give her a book about Pokemon, particularly mythical ones. She'd lost count of the numerous books and articles she'd gotten from him in the last years. This one however was something brand new to her, for she'd never before heard about the stories the book told of.

She carefully turned the front cover of the book to marvel the index. The book was quite long, over a thousand pages, and it contained over fifty similar myths of one-of-a-kind Pokemon. Some of these tales were as old as five hundred years old but her father said almost all of them were actually much older.

Dawn carefully turned the pages to the story her father had told her about. It was one of the oldest stories in Pokemon history and was said to be nearly nine hundred years old. She looked at the page with a beautiful silver necklace surrounded with ice and read the title slowly.

"The Pendant of Ampyr and the Beast of the North" she read in aw as she remembered what her father had summarized to her of the tale.

"There was once a city up in the North called Ampyr and it was the northernmost point humans lived. Not very far away from it stood the frozen ice-caves of the North, which consisted of hundreds and hundreds of caves. These caves were said to be the home of a powerful beast – a Pokemon – that could provide it's master overwhelming power was it ever caught. Many ventured to find it but no one could become it's master. The people of Ampyr feared the beast so they forged the Pendant of Ampyr – a necklace made out of silver and the beast's claw- that would have power over it. The pendant would keep the town safe from the beast should it ever attack. However, the news of it travelled fast across the land and soon everyone wanted it to finally control the beast. Because of this the city of Ampyr was destroyed and the pendant lost. It was rumored that the Beast of the North found it and took it with him, hiding it in the ice-caves."

Dawn knew her father left out some parts of the story because most of the old tales told also of wars and bloodshed and this one wasn't an exception. With a necklace that powerful the plausibility it was fought over had to be at least 100%.

She carefully turned the pages and marveled the beautiful drawings and strange font the story was written in. The letters were hard to tell apart and she wondered how her father could read it so fluently. Must have been the years he worked as a teacher in one of the region's high schools – dealing with handwritings so gruesome made this one look neat.

Dawn smiled. That had been the turning point in her father's corer; teaching Pokemon history and then suddenly having gotten a chance to inspect newly found ruins. Her father couldn't believe his luck!

Dawn examined every picture the tale had to offer and gradually got a better idea on how the storyline actually went. As she had thought, her father did leave some nasty things out.

The pendant had had a rough journey before the beast hid it; actually it's history sort of reminded her of the Lord of the Rings.

There was also something more to the pendant; it could change it's shape. From what, she didn't know but if she understood correctly it had something to do with it's 'owner' – as they called it in the book. The pendant was also said to have strange, unknown words carved into it and these words made it possible to control the beast. The words were also said to hide a cruel secret about the pendant and this secret could only be passed down to the person who could read the mysterious words. So far no one had been able to understand them.

"I wonder what it says. Maybe something about a curse or something.." she thought as she once again looked at the picture of the pendant. She wondered what shape it was now since it was taken by the beast, perhaps the shape of the beast's soul.

Just as she was tracing the long silver chain her mother stepped into her room.

"My god Dawn, your still up? It's almost midnight and you need sleep" she blabbered as she sat down on her bed. She took one glance at the book and sighed. She had known her daughter couldn't stand not knowing all of it's mind-blowing tales and legends. She would read it throughout the whole night if she didn't do something.

Johanna smiled and put her hand on Dawn's, which had stopped tracing the chain the minute her mother had come.

"Dawn, you have all the time in the world to read the book tomorrow. Don't waist the nights awake when there made for sleep" she told her softly as she took the book from her daughter's hands and placed it on her table. She knew perfectly well her daughter would be like a zombie if she didn't get enough sleep – and this, for the record, had happened way too many times before.

For a moment Dawn looked disappointed while being tucked in by her mother but the day been long and sleep quickly took her over. Johanna stayed for a while by her daughter's side to make sure she was really asleep before quietly exiting the room and closing the door behind her.

She too needed some rest after today so she made her way downstairs to turn the lights off. To her surprise, her Glameow was still awake and quite stressed. She was sitting on one of the sofas and staring nervously outside one of the windows. Johanna quietly walked to her side and looked at her precious friend uneasily. It wasn't like Glameow to stay up this late; usually she was the first to fall asleep.

The cat-Pokemon didn't even spare her a glance, just continued staring outside nervously. She had clearly spotted something outside and was keeping a close eye on it.

Johanna too looked out the window and it took her a moment to figure out what the cat Pokemon was watching. She gasped.

An Absol. It was standing in the same place Michael had left his car earlier on the day and staring strait into her eyes. It's crimson red eyes glowed eerily in the darkness and seemed to paralyze her.

She felt shivers down her spin; seeing an Absol this late at night could only mean one thing. Disaster. Tragedy. Misfortune.