A frigid wind blew past Blue. He had wandered off from his companions in order to get a much needed reprieve from Yellow and Green's incessant bickering. They had been arguing over every little thing, and Blue had to make occasional trips like this one in order to keep him from harming them both. Despite their fighting, Blue loved his men. He trusted them with his life. Recently, he and his warriors, Green, Yellow, Red, and Misty, Red's lover and the newest addition to the family, had been visited by the keepers of the three legendary dogs, who had warned them about a mysterious Lilac and his intention to rule over the entire Pokémon world. However, in order to do that he was looking for other Legendaries that had been hidden away and could only be found by using special items. So now it was a race to see who could collect the items and recruit as many people to fight for their cause.

Krystal, the leader of the three legendary dogs, had pointed them in this direction, far, far away from their home in Cerulean City in the Kanto region. In fact, Blue wasn't even one hundred percent sure where they were, only that they were in the Johto region.

The cold wind that blew past Blue left a frost on the grass around him. That wind was created by him, originating from within the deepest parts of himself. Although he had learned to put a lid on it most of the time, the wind would slip out whenever he didn't have his emotions under check. And that was why he had to stay calm. Always. He watched as the grass that had been victim to his wind slowly began to die. Okay. So the real reason that out ere was to expel the emotions that were swirling inside of him. Jealousy. Anger. Violence. It ahd been a few years since he had last felt these dark emotions, and he found them lingering inside him quite frequently recently. Had it been because of Misty? He had nothing against her. Hell, she had risked her own life in order to save the life of one of his own men, Red. And for that single action alone Blue was forever in her debt.

The fact that Red was happy couldn't have been the reason for these dark emotions either. He was glad that Red found a woman to make him happy, and, again, he was grateful to Misty. Maybe he was jealous of Red. He had found someone that he could love. Truly love. Blue would never find anyone like that because of that damn wind. He could never be intimate with anyone because the wind would freeze them upon contact and end their life. Blue had tried having a relationship with a woman years ago. He had truly cared for her, but in the end, her life had tragically been cut short. He vowed that he would never bring harm to another innocent again.

A sudden, yet almost inaudible, rustle in the grass caused Blue to stiffen.

"Go away," he commanded the intruder. There was no reply. No movement. With one fluid motion, he retrieved a dagger that he had hidden in his boot and threw it. It would have hit his target in the jugular if his target wouldn't have moved.

"Damn it! I thought we were on the same side here!" A female voice shouted. Krystal. Blue immediately put the second dagger that he had withdrawn just in case he missed. He usually never did but it was always better to be safe than sorry.

"I told you to get away," Blue replied in a cold tone. "If you would have listened, I wouldn't have thrown my weapon at you. What are you doing out here anyway?"

Krystal shifted her weight to her left side, almost as if she had been injured. Blue noticed a flash of red colored flesh on her thigh. His weapon had made contact. If Krystal felt any pain, she wasn't showing it. "I could ask you the same thing," she replied haughtily. "What was that anyway?"

"Nothing. It is not of your concern," Blue replied as he turned and began to walk away. Krystal shouted after him, but that did nothing to stop his gait. He needed to get away from her just in case he hadn't fully released the dark emotions inside him. However, she kept walking after him. "I said go away."

Krystal stubbornly shook her head. "There's something wrong, and I want to know what it is." After several minutes of walking silently, Krystal released an exaggerated sigh. "I'm not leaving until I get to the bottom of what bugging you."

"No," was all Blue said. He thought he saw Krystal roll her eyes from his peripheral but he wasn't sure.

"At least tell me what that wind was!"

"I'll kill you before I do," he replied calmly. A harsh laugh left Krystal.

"You do and you'll never find the items that we seek."

"And then it looks like the world will end by the hand of this Lilac person."

"You're so immature!" Krystal groaned.

"I'm not the one throwing a tantrum." He picked up his pace, leaving her no room for argument. He heard her growl, but she said nothing the entire trip back to where they had set up camp. Night had fallen, and everyone but Yellow had fallen asleep. How long had he been gone? Too long. His men could have been attacked while he was away. He could feel more dark emotions rising, and it took a lot of concentration to beat them back into the darkness.

"Everything okay?" Yellow asked as he looked at Krystal. Blue nodded, not giving him much more of an answer. He passed his friend and took to a tree, slowly sliding down its trunk until his back was comfortably propped up on it. Yellow turned to Krystal, who shrugged her shoulders. He must have asked her what had happened. His comrades knew about the devastating wind, but they didn't know what caused it. For all they knew, they thought that Blue had complete control over it. He would never tell the otherwise. If they knew that he could not control his abilities, or his emotions for that matter, they would no longer regard him as their leader. They would throw him away, and that was something that he could not bear thinking about.

Yellow made his way to the fire that they had apparently built, and sat a down away from everyone else. His eyes were heavy; he must have been tired. Within seconds, Yellow had closed his eyes. His face became peaceful, and Blue watched him for several moments before turning his attention back to Krystal, who had also lain down. She, too, had her eyes closed and a peaceful aura around her. Blue mentally sighed. In the morning, they would continue on this journey to found those items.

In the morning, he would have to sneak away again.