Disclaimer : M'kay. First off I don't own pokemon or warrior cats. I own the OC's, but not their species. The names are inspired by Erin Hunters' Warrior cats. OOOOKAY HAVE A NICE DAY.

Oh and by the way.

If you have not read Warrior cats or have played any of the pokemon games, then I advise you to please navigate yourself to another page please, else you will not understand all (or at least most) of the story.

Thank you.

Prologue

Two dark creatures stood in the dark with a smaller blue and black pokemon. Trees shrouded them overhead as the bigger creatures stood guard close to the tiny pokemon. The full moon was shining brilliantly in the night and the larger creatures' eyes glowed blood red and golden as they gazed into the trees watching and waiting for any enemies drawing near. The smaller creature was licking itself, trying to keep clean, unknowing that he was in huge danger.

"Dad, why are you staying up every night? Can't you just go to sleep? Your eyes are bothering me. They're too bright." The small pokemon mewed in a tired voice.

"Well I'm deeply sorry, but you're going to have to put up with this until you've learned the power of the Thunder Sight, and fend for yourself." The black creature growled in a deep and annoyed voice.

"Yeah, but do you have to do this every night?" The small pokemon whined.

Both of the large creatures sighed. They knew he wouldn't understand. He would never understand the danger that was coming for him. They were his only guardians, the only family he had left. The rest had been executed or hurt terribly and left for dead. They had to keep watch every day, especially the night, when they would be coming for them. The black pokemon had only faced them once or twice, and they were only in small packs. But today they would be going all-out. The black creatures had underestimated them this time. They flinched when they heard a huge roar. They stared wide-eyed at the huge mass of demented, black flying-types rushed towards them. They were slowly getting closer and closer. One of the black pokemon picked up the small blue and black pokemon and ran, not far behind was the second one, trying to scare the evil flying-types. They ignored the roars and continued flying towards them. They had never seen the forces so big. The demon flying-types soon caught up and fought the two big black pokemon while the small blue and black one cowered in fear behind a tree. The big creatures attacked by sending out large amounts of white energy upon the demonic flying-types, while the flying-types pecked and flapped their wings creating huge gusts of wind, trying to knock off the black creatures. There was too much of them.

"RUN! RUUUN!" yelled one of the large creatures to its cowering child

The tiny pokemon got up and nodded. He started to run, but looked back.

"Will you be okay?" it said.

One of the big creatures looked at him; in its eyes were glints of sorrow and pain. Tears started to well up in both their eyes, streaming down their cheeks. The small one turned and ran. He knew he'd never see his family ever again. He was the last one.

Sooooooooo! First Fic ;-;'

(Australian accent)R&R, mates.