Prologue

Blue and Gold


If one were to ever inquire, Lucario were solitary creatures, never desiring to touch their masters, never want to disrespect them, always following the commands given of them. Always obeying a worthy master.

This Lucario, he was not much different. He was hatched as a young pup, like many of his kind, though not in the wilds. He was raised in captivity, discarded because of his coloring, though raised like most any other Riolu. His master had many like him, and he understood that he, and his many kin, were defects. They had no golden fur, simple blue, despite the stellar abilities they were apparently born with.

He had been given a name, when, out of sheer stubborness to impress his master, he evolved. Given the name Erebus, he found he quickly moved up in the status of his trainer's favortism. Perhaps it was wrong, but, Erebus enjoyed this attention. He knew he had earned his spot, earned his place in the pecking order, and would not be sold like his many brothers and sisters. Or at least, that was what he had thought.

The day she hatched, everything changed.

Erebus often watched over eggs when the master was away, so, in truth, this day was no different. He should've known better, seen the warning signs. Yet, when little Athena hatched, fur shimmering with golden light, a subtle glow around her, something, everything changed.

His master was informed instantly from one of the caretakers, and the little Riolu had been whisked away. Erebus tried to listen in to understand what was going on, what was happening, he well and truly did. But nothing worked, and all had been in vain. He learned nothing and saw nothing, his master gone for months at a time, and it was when the Golden Furred Riolu evolved, Erebus learned her name.

Humans were coming in and out of the farm his master ran, Riolu and Lucario alike were being sold off like apples at a market, eggs only kept long enough to determine their colors at hatching. Until only the strongest remained. It led them to now.

All in a line, the little Athena now on equal standing with them, no, far higher than they for her fur alone. His master walked down the line, barked a command at each one before him with a little device in hand. Something about their stats. If they failed his inspection, they too were sold.

It was, as Erebus would later learn, a black market, and a means to pay off debts. Athena was not a free prize from luck it would seem.

Had he known what was coming, Erebus would have fled, long ago.

But, he was like his kin. He stayed. He bred with Athena, he did everything that was demanded of him. All up until the day he was sold.

He should have fought.


Prologue End

Blue and Gold