Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. If I did, I would have no time to write these fanfics. PLUS I can't come up with original Pokémon. I don't know why, I just can't.

Feathertail's Loyalty: YAAAAAAAAAY! I've been very excited about this story. Hopefully most of those who are reading this have seen the preview for this story on my profile and are excited too. Now, for those who have read and enjoyed my Warriors Parody, I'm sorry it has not been updated in a while. I tried to write a Chapter 1, but it turned out really bad (in my opinion). If anyone wants to volunteer to read it I'd be glad to hear their opinion. Oh, and in order to tell the difference between me and Feathertail, you can call me Feathercloud and Feathertail...well...Feathertail.

Vaporeon: VAY VAY!!!

Feathercloud: And this is my Vaporeon friend (no, not "my Vaporeon." She belongs to someone else). Feathertail went to...um...visit StarClan! Yeah, that's it! So...er...Vaporeon's taking over her job!

(Meanwhile, in Feathercloud's closet...)

Feathertail: Hey, let me out of here! I swear, Feathercloud, when I get out of here I will call forth the cats of StarClan and they will unleash their starry fury! (pauses for reflection of life) Jeez, why didn't I become a medicine cat...?

A pitch-black night stretched across the Eterna Forest, with the pale moonlight only visible in the treeless area above an old, abandoned mansion located at its heart. Slouching against the side of the crumbling building, on either side of the door, were two blue-haired grunts. Their eyes were closed, and one was snoring loudly.

The bushes near one of the grunts rustled, and a slim figure, half covered in shadows, emerged from the foliage, and moonlight enfolded it. It was a young woman, with long brown hair and a white bowler hat that covered her eyes. A shoulder bag hung at her side. Two Pokémon, about the same height as her, were at her sides – a Gallade and a Gardevoir.

She approached the grunt nearest to her, hardly making a sound, and then touched the index and middle fingers of her right hand to her temple. The next moment, a voice echoed through the quiet night air, and the Gardevoir's eyes glowed icy blue. Where is your commander? The woman's mouth never moved. It was the Pokémon's voice that had spoken.

The grunts immediately woke and stumbled to their feet, looking around for the source of the sound. The grunt nearest to the woman noticed her first, letting out a wordless exclamation. The other grunt saw her then and stammered, "W-what?"

This time the Gallade's eyes glowed with the same eerie blue light. I wish to see your commander – Jupiter, if I'm correct, he said, and the grunts, stupefied, took several moments to realize that the Pokémon were actually speaking for the woman. Where is she?

The other grunt beckoned to the door of the mansion. "Jupiter…she – she's in the Old Chateau," he squeaked.

A small smile showed from under the woman's hat, and the grunts slowly backed away from her as she and her two Pokémon entered the building. After she had shut the door behind her, one of the grunts shivered. "What was up with that? That lady…she never said a word. It was just her Pokémon!"

The other grunt did not reply. His face was ghostly-white with fear, and he trembled. "The Old Chateau is supposed to be haunted," he whispered. "You don't think…?"

The first grunt's eyes widened, but he shook his head. "N-no, of course not! How could you be so s-silly?" But his face paled as well as he looked up at the crescent moon that shone dimly in the sky.

"Commander Jupiter, someone wishes to see you."

A pale-skinned, violet-haired woman looked up from the large metal desk that she sat at. It had not been there before Team Galactic had made it their hideout – the way it clashed with the rest of the furniture in the room made that evident. "What?! Why would anyone request to see me, and how did they get past our guards?"

"I haven't gotten a chance to ask them about it, Commander, but you may want to speak with this person. She's very…um…intimidating. She won't say anything, either – only her Pokémon will –"

Jupiter snorted. She was very tired and irritated. "Just send her in."

The tall grunt frowned, but nodded and left the room. A moment later the door opened, and the grunt returned with the woman who was escorted by her Gallade and Gardevoir. Jupiter froze, staring at the woman with utter shock. It took a while for her to regain her voice. "Well…I…y-you can leave now, Stella," she finally croaked, and the grunt nodded and backed out of the room.

Hello, Jupiter, said the Gardevoir's voice, her eyes glowing blue, though Jupiter almost immediately knew that the woman was greeting her.

"Summer, I – why are you here? How did you survive at the Spear Pillar? Why –"

Hush, said Summer's Gallade. The woman crossed her arms. Yes, Cyrus crushed me with a stone pillar, but fortunately your former colleague Saturn felt pity for me. He knew that he had been wrong to join Team Galactic as soon as the column fell on me, so he dug me out from underneath it and brought me to a place where I could be treated. Most of my bones were broken, and it took almost a year and a half for them all to heal. I still walk with a limp and have trouble moving properly.

Even then, my voice box was damaged beyond repair, her Gardevoir said. And so was my eye. Summer removed her hat, and her eyes were revealed – pale blue, with one covered in a white film and slightly mangled. It was obvious that that eye was sightless. Jupiter shuddered and held her hands up to her face to cover the ugly sight until Summer replaced her hat.

So I taught my Gardevoir and Gallade to speak for me and protect me, her Gallade said. We have a close bond and have developed a strong psychic link. I mentally tell them what I want to say, and they tell others. But don't take them to be mere interpreters – they'd defeat any of your Pokémon easily.

Jupiter blinked several times, and Summer waited patiently for her to respond. "You still never explained why you're here," she said eventually.

Summer smiled mischievously. You haven't already guessed? said her Gardevoir, and then she sighed. Well, I suppose I shouldn't expect too much of you. I need to see Cyrus. I would have gone directly to him, but I was unsure of his location. I did, however, know your location and decided it would be best if I went to you. Better you than Mars, anyway – she loathes me. Now tell me – where's Cyrus?

Jupiter swallowed hard, but then frowned and shook her head. "You're a sworn enemy to Team Galactic, Summer. I can't tell you where Cyrus is."

Summer instantly frowned, and her face grew hard. You'd be wiser to tell me now, her Gallade said.

Jupiter gave her an aggravated look. "No, Summer. You're not going to get me to give you information by pure intimidation."

Summer tilted her hat to one side, so that her undamaged eye stared coldly at Jupiter while the harmed one remained covered. Don't think intimidation is my only strategy, warned her Gardevoir, and the woman began to remove something round from the side pocket of her bag. For a fleeting, fearful moment Jupiter thought it was a grenade of some sort, but then relaxed when she realized it was a Poké Ball.

Even then Jupiter's eyes widened. "You wish to battle me?"

Evidently. I would much rather fight you physically, but my current condition forbids me from it. So this will have to do – if, of course, you're brave enough to defend yourself.

Jupiter's nose twitched with derision. "Listen, Summer. I –"

Just send out a Pokémon! I don't have time for this! Only rarely did Summer's temper get the better of her, and it certainly was not an honor to have infuriated her that much.

Jupiter frowned angrily and took a Poké Ball out from a drawer in her desk. "Skuntank, don't fail me now!" The large purple skunk-like Pokémon burst from its ball as Jupiter tossed it and let out a squealing cry, narrowing its eyes at Summer.

Summer was undaunted by the fright the large Pokémon may inspire to others, however, and simply held her palm flat out in front of her with a Poké Ball nestled in its center. Alakazam, said her Gallade. I know you can do it!

In a sudden movement, the Poké Ball shot upwards toward the ceiling, and then fell sharply and broke open. Jupiter flinched, but was not very surprised – she knew that Summer had developed telekinesis and telepathy. A yellow and brown Pokémon clutching two silver spoons emerged, meeting Jupiter's Skuntank's stare evenly and fearlessly.

"Is this a joke, Summer?" laughed Jupiter. "You know that Psychic moves don't affect Dark-types!" The look Summer gave her after she said that, however, which included Jupiter seeing both of the bizarre Trainer's eyes again, made her immediately angry at herself for saying anything.

Alazakam, use Miracle Eye, commanded Summer through her Gardevoir. Alakazam closed its eyes, and a ripple went through its course fur like a small breeze. Its eyes opened and immediately fixed on Jupiter's Skuntank. A sudden flash lasted for a split second as the move activated, but Skuntank was completely unharmed.

Now, Psycho Cut. Alakazam threw one of its spoons onto the ground, and the now empty hand that had held it began to glow sliver-white. The Psychic Pokémon leaped into the air and, in one quick stroke, knocked Skuntank to the ground, whipping up some of the dust off the ground.

Jupiter shrieked and shouted, "No, Skuntank!"

Her Skuntank remained still for a while, but then stirred and heaved itself to its feet, breathing hard. Jupiter whooped, but gasped when Summer told Alakazam to use Miracle Eye again. She knew that if Skuntank were to be hit again, it would be over, and she would have to give up Cyrus' whereabouts.

"Skuntank, Smokescreen!" Jupiter cried in desperation, hoping to throw off Alakazam's vision. Skuntank obliged and spat a huge cloud of black smoke at Summer's Alakazam, enveloping the entire room in darkness. As the smoke cleared, however, Jupiter was stunned to see that Alakazam's fur still undulated as though touched by an undetectable gale. Another flare of light for a moment told Jupiter the move had still been carried out, despite her attempts to make it fail.

If you think to throw my Pokémon off with a move like Smokescreen, than Team Galactic is more hopeless than I had assumed, said Summer's Gallade with a small laugh. Alakazam, Psychic, now!

This time Alakazam began to tremble as it closed its eyes, and Jupiter felt the foreboding of the battle's end. It was no use – she needed to hand over the information, or figure out a way to escape. Somehow, even though she worked for a blackheart like Cyrus, the first option seemed a better choice.

When Alakazam attacked, it shoved its arms forward, and the energy it released caused the bowls of both of the spoons it held to bend forward and then back again. Even Jupiter felt the blast like a strong gust of wind, though Skuntank was genuinely harmed by it. Blue light engulfed it, and it was hurled backwards. When it hit the ground, a great cloud of dust from the floor was kicked up, and when it settled it was obvious that Skuntank was deeply unconscious.

In only two turns, the battle was over. Summer had won.

Jupiter called Skuntank back into its Poké Ball, and then fell to her knees, trembling and clutching her waist. Summer smiled and returned her Alakazam as well, her Gardevoir murmuring words of congratulations to her Pokémon. Then she smirked at Jupiter. I believe you owe me the information you promised, her Gallade said. If you had given it to me before, you wouldn't have suffered such a shameful defeat. I only challenged you because I sensed that you were too obstinate to have told me right away.

Jupiter looked up at the skilled Trainer with desolate eyes and let out a long sigh. "Cyrus…he…I think…" She shuddered before going on, blankness entering her eyes as she struggled to remember. "I think…I – I thought…he wanted a Pokémon…a powerful one…it was called D…Dar…"

All of a sudden, her eyes widened with an abrupt, odd relief, and calmness settled over her. She blinked up at Summer. "Who…who are you?"

Summer frowned, but immediately realized what had happened – Jupiter's memory had been erased. Everything – Team Galactic, Cyrus, and most importantly (or at least Summer thought so) the information she had been about to give her – had vanished from the woman's mind. There was no other explanation - another telepath, a powerful one, was nearby.

Her head whirled around to face the door with a livid frown, and the face peering through the slightly-opened door smarted. Summer's jaw became rigid, and the grunt that had escorted the daunting Trainer into the room opened the door and stared evenly back her.

Get out of here, said Summer's Gardevoir, unless you wish to face a very brutal defeat like your alleged commander did. The female grunt glared at her and sprinted away, and Summer's Gallade angrily called after her, And you can tell whoever you're working for that Gosei has returned!

Meanwhile, Jupiter watched with wide, inquisitive eyes as Summer drew another Poké Ball from her bag and once again sent it spiraling into the air telepathically. A tall green bird with white wings curled around it broke forth from it, and waited patiently for an order.

Teleport us outside, Xatu, commanded the Trainer's Gallade, and at least two miles away from this old building. I don't want to have to walk through it again – the restless spirits that inhabit this place plead for my help, and I can listen to it no longer without going mad. She smiled wryly. Of course, many may argue that I went mad a long time ago.

Blue light began to glow around Summer and her Pokémon, and Jupiter blinked in disbelief. "What –" began the amnesic Team Galactic commander, but it was too late – in a blue flash of light, the woman and her Pokémon had disappeared from the room.

And with Jupiter clueless and the eavesdropping grunt far away by now, there was no one to recollect the strange events that had taken place that night in the Old Chateau.

Feathercloud: And...that's it! To me, the prologue is a little long, since I've read so many Warriors prologues that are only a couple pages long. This one was probably about seven whole pages, which is reeeeeally long when packed into a small paperback book. But I just couldn't stop writing! And all, I've gotta go an entire chapter without mentioning Summer (for those who REALLY want to know) so I needed to get used to her personality and beliefs. Chapter 1 will most likely be up in a week or two, so keep on your toes!