Ch. 1 How Things Should Be...

(Alright guys, this is supposed to be the third story in the MUL series. I'm going to give you a quick run down on what's supposed to happen in Sacrificed. Yeah, it spoils the entire story but the fighting makes it so god awfully boring, you might as well know the whole story since it'll take too long to explain in Sacrificed so here goes. Nick becomes a nobody with the sole purpose of collecting six bracelets. At the time he got his own bracelet, he only knew that five existed. A Dark Spawn, Rui's Mother, has the sixth bracelet. Organization X are a group of ten nobodies, who planned on recruiting Nix, that are the nobodies of ten characters from the original MUL. Rexdek, Chroxno, Jyxa, Thanxony, Vixsila(Alivia), Phoxy, Suixide, Nightmare X, Uxir, and Darx. Numbers 1-4 had bracelets. Meaning Nix needed to be strong enough to beat them all and obtain the bracelets. Now... that was never going to happen. Uxir alone could killed his normal self at full power plus Vixsila. Rexdek and Nix end up in the Dark Spawn Desert due to how far the Dark Spawn corruption has spread. With the world falling apart due to outside forced interfering with the original destiny of the planet, the world spiraled out of control. Rexdek and Nix defeat a high level Dark Spawn creature and released a being they dubbed Shadow. A man that existed even before Arceus with the ability to see everything. Including the past, present, and future. Not only that, but this man's visual prowess as well as powers over any shadow, allows him to be able to kill virtually anyone in the MUL universe. However, that's not why he's here. He shows Nix how and why the world was created. Upon learning this, Nix finally understands what the bracelets are for. If he gets all six, he can go meet Dialga and go back in time to make the one that started it all, fix what happens. Once this is complete, Nix starts to fade as the world began to revert back to when Arceus interfered with destiny. Instead, Arceus changed his entire outlook on pokemon and humanity, deeming them equals. Then, we fast forward thousands of years and find Rui waking up in a bed as a five year old with a 'kind' older brother making sure he was awake. Boom. Sacrificed shrunk down to a midget and stepped on. Although it was extremely vague, I will continue Sacrificed to extend what happens so most of your questions are answered. Remember, this story takes place in the 'perfect' Universe of MUL where Arceus never interfered and everything developed the way it was meant to be. How this affected history and pokemon in a whole will be explained in the chapters to come. Until then, rejoice. RUI IS BACK BITCHES! Oh and he has no memories of anything that ever happened to him in the previous stories since he never lived them now that history has been rewritten.)

{Rui's Point of View}

-Nine years ago-

"B-bro... why? Why would you do that to daddy?" I asked my brother.

My memory was hazy as he looked at me with blood splattered across his cheek, "Why? No reason. Just because I could." he replied blankly.

"Because you could? But daddy was family! Our family... you..." I remember sniffling as my brother started snickering.

"I'm well aware of that my incompetent little brother. In fact, the reason I'm not going to kill you is simple. I WANT you to tell our mother I did this."

-Present day-

I woke up to my alarm. With a sigh, I sat up and twisted my body to sit along the edge of my single person bed. Today was my first day at my new high school. I looked around my room and realized this was the last time I'm going to see it. My room was rather small since it's 7x10 foot wide. My walls were painted a cream color with several ripped off posters. The nails were still there with pieces of the original poster corners. My bed was covered with a red blanket with a small white uncovered pillow. In an overview of my room, the bottom right corner of my room is where the door it. Across from it was my drawers where my clothes were. My bed was on the opposite side of the room. Between my bed and the drawer was the one and only room. Also, my room has no closet either so my sweaters were neatly folded into my drawers. The flooring is carpet much to my pleasure since it looks and feels nice. The auburn coloring added a strangely calming effect to the room. I stood up and walked over to my drawers to get dress. Attached my drawer was a full body mirror that allowed me to look at myself. I pulled on a green short sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans. I grabbed my socks but paused to look at myself. I stood at 5 foot 1 with short black hair. My eyes were Hazel with white skin. My eyes and nose were a bit small but that's okay. My lips were above average in size with average teeth. Average as in, not perfect white but white enough. On my wrists were a few scars but no one notices. Especially if I'm wearing a sweater but I've stopped hiding them. No one cares so why bother. I pulled on some white socks before slipping on my black sneakers. I picked up my backpack that was laid against the wall next to my drawers. It was plain black with three zippers to separate the contents inside. I checked each one to make sure my mechanical pencils, notebooks, and binders were all in it. When that was done, I walked over to my bed and placed my backpack on it. I got to my knees and looked under my bed to pull out an empty suitcase. I laid that on my pillow and opened it. I started a process of walking to and fro from my drawers to my bed. I was putting all my clothes into the suitcase. Like I said, I'm never coming back here again. I don't want to. Too many bad memories. I know I said this already but... today is my first day of high school.

"Hard to believe I'm a Freshman at Gardeviorite Academy today... Up until now... I've gone to school with humans but my neighbors were pokemon. Now I'm going to school with them as well as humans..." I whispered to myself.

I heard something fall over in the other room. Quickly realizing what might happen, I put my backpack on and picked up my suitcase. I walked over to my door and hesitantly opened it to peak into the rest of the house. After my brother murdered our father, he went on the run. My mother was devastated as she lost the house and cars due to the bills being so high. We ended up moving into this one bedroom apartment. It literally only two or three room. The living room, and kitchen were merged together with a bathroom near the front door. The kitchen is so small. It's literally only 6 feet along the wall between the front door and corner. The walls were cream colored as well and the floor is half carpet, for the living room, and tile, for the kitchen. The fridge was barely big enough to fit the small amount of food we had. It was four feet tall and three feet wide. The freezer was took up one foot by one foot of space with the rest given to the fridge. In our living room portion of the house was a small coffee table with trash littered all over it. In the center was a radio that played random news and music. We couldn't afford television so my mother listened to this. Speaking of my mother, she was hunched over asleep with empty beers cans around her. I could hear her snoring and quickly tried to sneak out.

I stopped when I heard, "Huh? Rui? Where are you going?" My mother asked.

I bit my lower lip lightly and clenched my suitcase, "I'm going to school." I answered.

"That's an awfully large suitcase." My mother noticed.

"The school has a dormitory that's free to all students. Even during the summer so... I may never come back..." I answered honestly.

"So, your trying to run basically. Fine, I'm not going to hurt or stop you." my mother shrugged.

I looked at my mother to see her staring at her radio aimlessly. She looked so old like this. Her hair color used to be brown but as time went on, it started to turn gray. Wrinkles developed on her pale cheeks as her drunk habits started to age her body. Her once lively blue eyes were dulled and almost empty. She wore a blouse with a shirt underneath it but her clothes were beer stained. Her legs were covered by skinny jeans that have seen better days. Wear and tear could be seen along the bottom edges with stains dotting the pockets and zipper.

"It's not my fault your abusive! You'd crush beer cans on my head if I answered one question incorrectly! Of course I'd try to leave as soon as physically possible!" I argued.

"Maybe I was abusive but look at the good it accomplished. Your an A student with a bright future ahead of you. You'll meet a nice woman, get a well paying job, and pokemon won't ruin your life." My mother replied simply.

"If I recall correctly; pokemon had nothing to do with ruining our lives. That was my brother that you and dad trusted far too much just because he was 'perfect'. Say what you will but it's true. You both cared more about him than you did me. In the end, he burned both your trust and love life to the ground. I'm done here." I spat as I marched to the front and forced the door open.

I slammed the door behind me and walked towards the street. Humans and pokemon have lived together peacefully for about 300 years. Before that, We, the human race, were locked in a bitter conflict with pokemon. At one point Arceus stopped the conflict and used his power to force our civilizations to coexist. Sure, there were conflicts but no one wanted to face the wrath of a god so... we live together. People and pokemon still fight but that's normal. Everyone gets into a stupid fight from time to time. I waited by the street for the bus to come and pick me up. My three friends, Jay, Anthony and Derek, are supposed to meet me at the school. I looked back at my old home and sighed. There were two floors above ours and I noticed the third floor had their window open. I looked at that window for a moment before noticing a Spiritomb looking at me. It seemed shocked before disappearing with the window closing shortly after. I felt my left brow raise for a moment before sighing. I turned back to the street and watched the cars go by. A Delphox walked on the sidewalk with a pet Phanpy beside her. She looked at me and waved with a smile.

I smiled back and waved, "Good morning."

She nodded in acknowledgement before continuing down the sidewalk. A loud beep got my attention as the bus parked right in front of me and opened its side door. A Bisharp was driving the bus and nudged his head as a sign to get in. Without a second's hesitation, I got on the bus and saw several empty seats. I noticed a male human and Gardevoir shared a seat. The Gardevoir was listening to loud music through large headphones she was wearing. The human male had an arm wrapped around her as he looked out a window. He looked like he was 16 years old with a very... intimidating aura. His eyes were a light green color with black hair. The top part was a bit short but the back part was a lot longer. Since he was sitting, I could only guess that his height is about 6 feet tall. His white Caucasian skin with a developing beard but no mustache. He wore a red muscle shirt under an open black sweater. His shorts only went to the top of his knees with a mostly black coloring with a white stripe. His shoes were black with red soles. Fucking asshole stole my style... why the fuck is he wearing my style!? To make it worse he looks even better in it than I did.

'Huh? Why the fuck is he wearing a sweater..? Only I do that during the summer! He even looks better in it.' I thought bitterly before sitting down.

The bus started moving and I took the time to look around. That guy and I were the only humans on board. The rest were all pokemon and added a bit of variety to the mix. In fact, not one pokemon were the same making it too long to name them off. They practically partied in the back making me a bit envious of their fun.

"Hey kid." I heard someone say.

"Huh?" I asked as I looked forward.

The Bisharp was taking to me, "Are you a Freshman?" he asked.

"Yes." I answered.

"Piece of advice, don't be an asshole. Do that and you won't last long where your going. Someone asks if you'd date a pokemon, say yes. Even if it's a lie, it'll give you some breathing space." The Bisharp instructed.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked suspiciously.

"I don't like knowing a kid I picked up got killed. If you act like a human supremacist, you could get killed. I don't think you want that." He answered.

"Do... these things happen often?" I asked.

"Often enough to have me warn you. Oh, and make sure you don't leave valuables in lockers." Bisharp warned me.

"They'll get stolen?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. One Lopunny got suspended for stealing a phone from a guy she liked." The Bisharp told me.

"Really? Why did she steal the phone?"

"The Lopunny wanted to put selfies onto his phone as a way to get noticed. Then came the stalking, the rape, court... it went from 0 to 60 in a very short amount of time." The Bisharp explained.

"Sounds like she was obsessed with him." I replied.

"Yeah... So... try not to stick out too much. Stick out too far and someone might end up hammering you in." Bisharp warned.

"Alright. Thank you sir." I nodded.

He grabbed a mic and spoke into it, "Everyone get ready. The bus will be stopping in five minutes at Gardevoir/Gallade ite high school."

Everyone started grabbing their things in preparation to our arrival. The human with the Gardevoir shook her arm to get her attention. She turned off her music and used her powers to grab their suitcases and backpacks. When the bus stopped, I got up and started leaving the bus along with the other passengers. When I got off, I finally got a good look at the school. The school grounds were huge! It was easily a square mile in size. The school wasn't one building like I assumed it was. It was separated into two buildings that were far apart from each other. Next to those buildings were an additional building that acted as the dorms. The Dorms were a large white rectangle shaped building with five floors and over 600 windows. A flower garden with a fountain was positioned in the exact center on the school grounds. Past that was a building that was about half the size of one of the schools. I squinted my eyes to see the word Gymnasium spelt across it. Looking around, I saw an entire track field with a football field in the center. Next to the field was a soccer field as well but there's so much to process. Trying to explain it was almost too much. The schools were about seven floors high with each floor being 500 yards by 700 yards. A pat on my back stopped me from looking around and I turned to see Jay. His dumb 15 year old ass stood at 5 foot 7 with semi long blonde hair that covered his forehead and the back of his neck. His eyes were a dark brown with tanned skin. A cigarette burn scar was present on his left cheek. His parents are smokers and one day, as punishment, his dad burnt his left cheek with a lit cigarette. Currently, he was wearing a yellow t-shirt with an orange sun on it with shades. Around it, white letters spelt out, 'Let the good times roll'. To go with his shirt, he wore baggy cream colored shorts that extended past his knees.

"Jay! You made it!" I smiled.

"Uh, yeah. What? Did you think I was going to be killed on my way here?" Jay asked.

"No... I just thought you were going to be made into... you know... a prison bitch." I shrugged.

"Pfft, what!? Why did you think that?" Jay demanded.

"No reason. I just thought it'd be funny to say but I think it backfired like your love life. Speaking of your love life, where's the meth heads?" I asked.

"Meth heads?" Jay asked.

"Anthony and Derek." I specified.

"Ah, they should already be in the gymnasium." Jay responded as he put his hands in his pocket.

"Think this school will be alright?" I asked.

A Lopunny walked by wearing pink extremely tight and short shorts, "...I think it'll be awesome..." Jay smiled.

"...Are you staring at a pokemon's ass right now?" I asked in a whisper.

"Uh... no." Jay lied.

I smacked the back of his head, "Idiot. Let's go to the damn gymnasium before you start causing problems." I sighed.

He pulled one hand out of his pockets and rubbed the back of his head, "Jeez. You didn't have to hit me you know?" Jay complained.

I shook my head disapprovingly with a sigh before we started walking through the flower fields. As we passed the fountain, Jay scooped up some water and drank it. I looked at him with an eyebrow raised but he just laughed. The water was clean and tasty but I wasn't going to try it. That's kind of weird to be honest. A nearby Roserade looked at Jay like he had two heads and I instantly said I didn't know him. Jay yelled out in protest but I stood by what I said. Jay was a little pissed but it was his own fault for making himself stand out. When we reached the gymnasium, it was jam packed with a huge load of new students. The ratio between human and pokemon is about 65 percent pokemon, the rest human. Everyone sat on the floor and looked towards 6 individuals that stood in front of everyone. We looked amongst the sitting crowd until we saw two arms waving at us. With a smile, we walked over and found Anthony and Derek sitting there.

"About time we found you two." I fake grumbled.

"Hey, don't be an asshole aight?" Derek asked.

"Aight is not a word!" I yelled as I sat cross-legged.

"Shut up you grammar Nazi." Derek chuckled.

"I'm going to kick your ass." I threatened.

"Bring it. You wont, no balls." Derek grinned.

Derek is 15 years old just like Jay but the reason he and Jay are freshman, are completely different. Jay started school late so that made him the oldest in the grade. Derek, on the other hand, stayed back a grade due to his... habits. He used to play pranks and skip school. Occasionally, he'd get into fights. In all honesty, it's funny to me because we met because of a fight. After that, we became rather close as friends when we found out that we both knew Anthony. Derek grew up in a rather quiet home. He had no siblings or outer family for that matter. His parents mostly ignored him, making him react irrationally to get attention. He even started becoming a rather crazy punk. Standing at 5 foot 11, he's easily the tallest kid in our class. Most of his left arm is covered in body art tattoos that included homes ablaze, skulls, graves, etc. His short, originally brown hair, was dyed green with gold piercings for both his ears. His eyes are gray with extremely pale skin with a crooked medium length nose and thin lips. At one time, I used to believe he was a drug user. That was proven false since he never touched any sort of drug his entire life. Most of his clothes consisted of loose black muscle shirt or t-shirts with death and fire covering them. As for his bottoms, he wore punk jeans. In our world, punk jeans are baggy open jeans with rips on the knees and other joints. For his feet, he usually wears boots since he hates the rain. My guess, he hates getting his feet wet or maybe he just hates mud.

"I would if your nose wasn't so crooked. It looks like a bent sign." I retorted.

"Hey! Fuck you!" He flipped me off.

Anthony sighed and tried to be the voice of reason by telling us to instead focus on the individuals that have our classes' undivided attention. Anthony... was pretty much the shortest kid in our class. He's only 4 foot 10 but I assure him that he'll get taller. When we were younger, he used to get picked on a lot but Derek and I ended up standing up for him. One day, Anthony was crying and I tried to calm him down but Derek found us. Without asking what happened, Derek basically tackled me and thought I hurt him. We fought, I won, end of that story. In the end, Derek and Anthony are like family. Hell, Derek somehow convinced Anthony to dye his light brown hair, blue. It used to be short but as the years went by, it got long enough to partly cover his eyes. The back is shortened though and sometimes Derek helps spike up Anthony's hair with gel. Personally, it looks good on Anthony and I'm happy about that. Anthony doesn't dress like us though. He prefers to wear suits or tuxedos. Right now he's wearing a brown tuxedo with a brown clip on tie and a white undershirt. His dress pants were a Marble black with black dress shoes. Sometimes I joke and ask him when the wedding starts but he mostly laughs. I have to admit, at least he's used to looking professional.

The adults started to speak with a Gallade and a Gardevoir speaking first into microphones, "Hello everyone. Welcome to Galladite and Gardeviorite academy. I'm Claudia, principal of Gardeviorite academy." She looked at the Gallade.

"And I'm Thomas, principal of the Galladite Academy." Thomas smiled.

Claudia spoke again, "I hope your excited for high school because it's going to be four years you'll never forget. Our school specialty above all is teaching our students to cooperate whether they are Human or Pokemon. In fact, I've seen some happy couple graduate as well."

"Now, I know what some of you are thinking. Is this a gender separation school? Heh, I'll even tell you what a last year's freshman asked me. Is this going to be a sausage fest?" everyone laughs a little, "No. Galladite and Gardeviorite academy does do something in particular. If you please, everyone stand up." Thomas asked with a happy nod.

Everyone stood up but Claudia spoke, "Alright, All male humans and female pokemon on the right side of the room."

Thomas then finished, "And all male pokemon and female humans on the left side of the room.

It took a few moments for everyone to figure out which left and right they meant. Eventually, they clarified and meant our rights and lefts. While going to our side, a Gallade tripped me and tried to instigate a fight with me. My response was a simple flip off since I didn't want to waste my breath on his worthless as.

When all was said and done, Claudia spoke, "Everyone on the right is a student of Gardeviorite academy."

Thomas finished with a high five to Claudia before pointing at the left side, "And you all are a part of Galladite academy. Welcome to high school boys and girls. Oh, and one more thing. Follow the rules or else you'll have to deal with the flip side of our happy faces. Trust me when I say, get on our bad side and your not walking out of here in one piece." Thomas dropped his mic with a dark chuckle before leaving the gymnasium.

...Why do I suddenly feel like I fucked up my life?

(I hope you all enjoyed chapter 1 of School Days. Just because this is the 'Perfect' Universe doesn't mean anything. If life was supposed to be evil and unfair then guess what? It's going to be evil and unfair. What's the point of writing this if there won't be any conflict or problem solving? Plus... I really enjoy making Rui act like such a smart douchebag to everyone. That's one thing I missed doing in Sacrificed. I need that one intelligent mean character to keep the dialogue slightly entertaining. Which you'll soon see my friends ;3)