PokeGov I

UPDATED CHAPTER! I finally fixed this chapter and the following 2 chapters. I also changed a few names (Sheen and Mr. Emmet) because I really like having name meanings match the characters. If you have not read the updated chapters, I suggest that you do!

Welcome to PokeGov I. This story takes place in the Pokemon World before the organized Pokemon League. This story ultimately tells my idea of the history of governments in the PokeWorld. I guess I should mention that I don't own Pokemon, but this story and basically all of the characters are mine.

I really hope you guys enjoy!

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To inhale caused a sharp pain in his already irritated nose. The air was so cold. The icy wind ruffled his messy, dark brown hair. It froze his skin, yet he never stayed cold for long in these mountains. His new, brown and red snow jacket certainly helped. He felt the snow underneath his butt start to melt and soak through his boxers and jeans. His surroundings were beautiful with snow covered pine trees lightly scattered about the snowy, uneven terrain; but he kept his eyes closed. He was waiting.

Gradually he felt his internal warmth being matched by an external warmth. He could feel himself absorbing this new energy. It felt so invigorating; he could feel a power fighting deep inside himself. This sensation seemed to slightly intensify every morning. Something was coming; he could sense the change. He opened his brown-red eyes to the rising sun. The overwhelming light matched the intensity of his eyes and caused them glow a dark red-orange like burning embers. His trusty Snorunt hid behind his back to avoid the harsh rays. They say that there are few places with stronger sunrises than the mountains that shined like silver.

After a few minutes, the Snorunt's complaints started. Its owner turned back towards it with a smile. "Alright, alright. Let's get going." He lifted the small, cone creature to his shoulder and started his trek back to the humble village of Sleeton, the only place he'd known throughout his entire life.

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As soon as he reached the outskirts of the small town, he heard the unmistakable, raspy voice of his best human friend. "Dan! Daniel Danielson! Where have you been! You've been on the mountaintop again, haven't you? Why do you do that to me? How are we supposed to have morning bonding sessions if you're never in your bed?!"

"That's not my name, Sheen, and sorry. I'm just not that into you," Dan replied with his usual relaxed voice, which was a cool contrast to his friend's rushed speech.

"We'll Daniel Danielson sounds way better than Daniel Dendbury! Seriously, you should invest in a name change. And why ya gotta be sayin' those hurtful words? You cut me deep, man." Sheen clenched at his heart in mock pain before flashing his signature crooked smile with a scheming look in his eyes. Sheen was always making queer jokes to Dan. Dan understood the attempted humor, but nonetheless didn't care for the jokes or many of Sheen's other jokes for that matter.

"There there, I figure you're used to rejection, yeah?" Dan decided to play off the joke with mock comfort. "Besides, I told you I already have a secret lover." He never really knew what to say to his friend, which was never really an issue since Sheen dominated all conversation between the two boys.

Sheen stood for a moment with a dumbfounded look on his face from hearing his friend actually play off of the joke. His wintry, light blue eyes were wide; and his spiked, sky blue hair accented his slightly surprised look. He gained some composure and gave an amused laugh. "Ouch. You're such a meanie sometimes, ya know that?"

Dan returned the wicked-eyes look to his friend. "How do you expect to be lovers if you can't handle the heat? Come on, let's get to school already."

Sheen gave an amused grin and followed.

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Daniel took his normal seat towards the side of the classroom as Sheen took the seat between Daniel and the window. Sheen never showed much interest in school and spent most of class staring into the snow-covered mountain peaks. As the remainder of the class filed in, Daniel took note of the teacher standing at the front of the room staring somberly at the floor. That's weird, Daniel thought. I don't think I've ever seen Mr. Emmet in such a solemn mood. He's the coolest, most relaxed teacher in the building. I wonder if something happened..

The usual noise from chitchat was absent as the class also realized the abnormal disposition of their teacher. The silence persisted for thirty seconds or so until the clock signaled the start of the period and the teacher looked up.

"Good morning class," Mr. Emmet started with his usual enthusiasm but with a darker, underlying tone. "Today we are going to take a little break from Pokemon migrations across the Silver Mountains and talk a little bit about the origins of human-Pokemon bonds."

The atmosphere filled with a sense of excitement as all of the students looked around in surprise at this random announcement. Even Sheen shifted in his seat. Apparently this wasn't a class he was going to want to daydream through. Daniel loved when Mr. Emmet strayed from class material to discuss more practical matters, but he still felt slightly uneasy from the teacher's demeanor.

"Do you all know about why we have Type Representatives? About why we live peacefully with Pokemon and how we got to that point? Schools teach the basics, but so much is uncertain that we couldn't delve any deeper without making assumptions or accepting unproven theories. We all know how people and Pokemon were once enemies in a constant power struggle over land and resources. Pokemon dominated wherever they wanted since humans had such ineffective weapons compared to the elemental powers of the creatures roaming the earth around them. Frequent battles broke out between the two populations. Man-made weapons never did enough damage to gain any advantage; nevertheless we managed to take many Pokemon lives and obviously had high numbers of casualties on our side. Most fights ultimately resulted in neither side winning, for the land being fought over was destroyed in the process.

"So with this much hostility and destruction, how could people and Pokemon ever possibly come to live together? As we know, the situation sadly took a turn for the worse before any improvements happened. Finally exhausted and frustrated with constant moving and relentless fear of powerful, hostile creatures, people decided to fix their circumstances. We continued to prepare for battle but with a new motive: instead of fighting to kill, we would fight to control. Needless to say, we claimed cruel dominance over the creatures. Once we captured a few, we found ways to harness their power to defeat and capture even more. We were evil in our handling of the Pokemon. We forced them to battle, which was too often a battle to the death. In return they were hostile towards us and frequently attacked their captors. Our retaliations included more violence. Despite our hardships in doing so, we started to decipher the elemental characteristics each monster had and separated them into categories or types. Each type belonged to specific areas and seemed to be more or less effective when placed against other types. We made huge leaps in our understanding of Pokemon and even battling strategies, but we still forced them to fight as our slaves. Through our tyranny, we did protect our Pokemon from their enemies back in the wild, but we were still far from building friendships with our new captives."

He paused for a moment as he prepared to cover a serious matter. The entirety of the group of students was entranced by his words, except for Sheen, who gazed at the teacher warily. He slowly paced around the front of the room, occasionally leaning against random objects to tell different parts of the story.

Mr. Emmet made an effort to speak carefully. "One of the major gray areas in our understanding is what caused the turn of events leading to positive relations between man and Pokemon. We have no concrete evidence of any specific events that occurred around or before this time, but one story that has been passed through generations has become one of the most widely accepted theories as to what sparked this climax in history: The Chansey Sacrifice. The story tells with little detail of a girl who saw potential for friendship with Pokemon. Her name was Chansey, and she became friends with a Pokemon. The two played in the woods in secret until one day her friend was threatened. We don't know the source of the threat, but Chansey was said to have sacrificed her life to save the Pokemon.

"Chansey's example supposedly symbolized a world where humans and Pokemon could actually build relationships and help each other without tyrannical conditions, and her sacrifice softened everyone's hearts. The Chansey Sacrifice just may have been the event that allowed people and Pokemon to try something new, something healthy. Most theories mention a mighty council where representatives from both sides came together to establish peace. Though we don't know most of the issues addressed there, we know that the council agreed that people and Pokemon should work together to help each other build strong communities where both could enjoy safety and a higher standard of living.

"The counsel established a structure in which man and monster could live together, but the representative legendary Pokemon felt that the plan needed more security. They complained that they were contributing more than we were and that we should take partial responsibility for the safety of the Pokemon. If Pokemon were to serve under humans, then people should take care of securing the designed structure."

Mr. Emmet paused again. He looked around the room to confirm that he had every student's attention. At this point he was sitting crisscross on his desk with his elbows on his knees as he used his hands to help emphasize certain points. "This," he said with a small jerk to his hands, which were pretending to hold his point as if it were a tangible object, "is why we have Type Representatives. Simply to secure the peace between human and Pokemon." If Daniel hadn't been so absorbed in his teacher's words, he probably would have noticed Sheen shrink back into his chair with a look cold enough to feel. "Each Pokemon typing would receive one human to represent the creatures of that type and secure their safety and general well-beings. For mankind's service to Pokemon, these Reps are given the elemental abilities of their type to connect them to the Pokemon and know of their needs."

"Even with the existence of Type Reps, some people still believe that we rule unjustified over Pokemon. Sovereignty can be a dangerous necessity. The decisions we make affect much more than just ourselves. Enslaving Pokemon was probably the only effective solution or at least seemed like the only one, but it caused numerous new predicaments for us and for Pokemon. You guys always complain that history is a useless subject to learn in school, but once again I will remind you that it's only useless to teach if no one learns from it." He paused for a third time to take a quick, quiet breath. "That's all the time we have today. Your homework is to decide for yourself what you will learn from history. I would love to hear someday what you all decide. Until then, make something out of today."

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Daniel was nearly home from school when he finally realized something was off. Where's Sheen? Wow, how did I not notice actually being able to think while walking home? Geez, it's been a really weird day. He walked inside his log cabin home to find yet another surprise: his parents were already home.

"Hey mom, hi dad," Daniel greeted cautiously.

"Well good afternoon, son!" His dad replied.. The cheerful response didn't match the worn out expressions on his parents' faces. Mr. Dendbury was a shorter man with an impressive build from long days of heavy labor, and Mrs. Dendbury had a simple but homely appearance. Both shared Daniel's brown hair. "We're glad you're home! We don't have a ton of time, but we thought we'd talk to you sooner rather than later."

"Alright," he hesitantly agreed. "What's up?"

His dad's smile started to dissipate. "We have news."

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I hope you liked the first chapter, but let me know what you think!