Prologue



All hope ends on the Day of the Beast.

Come to the edge.

To seize the world and crush it

Is the way of the Beast...



It hung in space like a broken chandelier, all lights and diamonds, but light to be seen. It had beheld the beginning of time, and now watched as It's only offspring prepared the end. Or the end of Truth to the ground crawlers, the "creators", the captors. For now It hung in space, waiting...



2 years before the Day of the Beast, 1000 A.P. (After pokemons' creation)



Adrienne Jenni Hawksmith held her very first and very last pokemon on her 15th birthday. She had tried to hide her prize from her protective mother and father, only for them to discover and fall in love with the rambunctious young houndour pup. Now Adrienne was finally becoming an official trainer, a little late due to her parents, but getting a license non the less. Receive a permit to train and fight the little monster before she could even drive a car. She quickly thanked her parents, her teachers, the licensing agent, and her town before she left it forever.



Three towns and 100 miles away, Coal and Kendra Kellings left their house for the same reason, only with two eevee's by their sides and the ability not the be completely alone on the long journey towards mastering the trait of being a trainer. Approximately 1/3 of the world's children left their homes to become trainers by the age of 15, 1/3 after 15, and 1/3 had no interest in the subject, keeping the monsters as household pets or not keeping them at all. All of these children had little part in history though, the 5 breakers have all a part in the future they were so blissfully unaware of.



Keri Shelling was a princess in the kingdom of Dracil, one of the few remaining monarchies left in the world. For everything she could have had, she to had the calling and skills of a Trainer, and had fled from her luxurious household to a life in the wilderness with, ironically, one of the top bread Dratinis in her kingdom. The small dragon had much potential due to its heritage, which would become apparent in the coming two years of its life with its master.



The eldest to leave home for Trainerdom, at the age of 21, was Donovan Crowt. He was the son of a wealthy breeder, and had tremendous potential in the world of training and capturing, though he was a strange youth and an even stranger man, never talking except to his small Lavitar companion.



One year, 11 months later, new years eve



All five of the trainers had found themselves at the same place at the same time, though at different locations. Silver mountain was world renowned as the best spot for training and the most dangerous spot for a un-skilled Trainer. The world law of Silver, passed only two years after the mountains discovery and the No-Mercy Killings. (note: the No-Mercy killings had taken place on Silver Mountain on the year 500 A.P., when 3 newbie Trainers had gone there and attempted to mass capture ponyta. The results were horrific, and the first world-law was passed to ban newbie Trainers from going near the mountain.)



Chapter 1



Sunshine

Sweet love lives no more



Andrinne's POV

"Danika!" I called to my newly-evolved Houndoom, "I can't believe you did it! You finally evolved" I said with a grin. I had read in the Trainer's Manual long ago that it was extremely important to praise and comfort a newly-evolved pokemon. The change in power and body can be damaging without any kind of comfort. We had been together for almost two years, and she was the only pokemon I could stand to be with. Or at least that's my excuse, I'm really just no good at capturing the out in the wild. I stopped my plans for other battles that day, just to be sure she would feel weird about herself. It was dusk already anyway, and time for a bit to eat. The whole point of this trip to Silver Mountain was to get Dani to evolve anyway, and now that she had, it was time to break out the victory steaks.



Cole's POV

I had been at this damned mountain for a week, and it was worth it. Lightrings was growing in level at an exponential rate, even after the first 3 defeats when we got here. My sister Kendra's vaporeon "Riptide" was getting a lot stronger too I guess, but I haven't seen them much since Lightrings became an umbreon. The one hard part about raising him now is the fact he fights best at night, and that's when I have to get up and train. Kel will usually wake me up when she gets back to camp, so it's kind of a day time- night time shift between the two of us. Today I'm gonna take it easy on Lightrings, not going into that cave where the strongest pokemon usually faint him. I should probably be sleeping now, but something seems weird tonight... I don't know what it is, but I can't sleep at all.

"Come on Lightrings, lets go to the lake and get some water or something." My umbreon awoke and gave me an angry look, I guess he was mad for having to get up in the middle of the day. "Oh get over it, were going to have to walk around in the day after this big training trip anyway, so get used to it." He grumbled a bit, yawned, and quickly ran after me as I left the site while taking the water bucket and canteen. Maybe Kendra would know what was going on...



Keri's POV

They were after me again, did these guys ever give up?

"I don't want to go back, you hear me? Typha, use... uhh... water gun, yah," I told my dratini. She obeyed of course. My dad's flunkies he had following me were sent of into the sky like a bunch of frightened pidgys. I smiled, but was not surprised, Typha was the strongest dratini to come out of my kingdom for centuries. Of course, I hadn't been to Dracil in almost two years, so maybe I was wrong. Anyway, Typha would still be the strongest and best dragon fighter in my mind, even if she never evolved.

"Come on, lets go, I heard there were some super strong monsters up on thsi mountain, but we'll show them whose boss right?" I said with a smile. My pokemon was the strongest ever, and we were going to prove it in every way possible. My little dratini smiled at me in her dratinish way, with her eyes.



Donovan's POV

We had been here for a year. The harsh climate of the mountains suited me and my training techniques well, though my pokemon was having a tough time. Why had I been cursed with such a weak pokemon? The name "Titan" hardly suited him, "wimp" would be a more accurate term. Oh well. You have to take what you can get, which is exactly what I'm doing. I will make this piptuar evolve, I will make it strong, and I will make it the best. There is no other option, I intend to be the elite of the elite. Titan looked at me with those dark eyes, I knew I had driven the thing to madness with this training, but all that mattered was his ability to obey, which I had made sure to ingrain into that little skull when he was very young. His eyes had darkened into soulless pits these days, and when he looked at me, it creped me out. And he knew it. But all behavior problems are easily remedied with a little strength.

"Earthquake."

He went into action in a mechanical way, turning to the enemy misdrevious and jumping into the air. When he landed a huge shockwave was created across the earth, fainting the misdrevious and almost sending me to the ground. Almost. The most important thing is to show no weakness to your pokemon, less it decide to rebel. I know Titan would never rebel, I had taught it to be an unthinking, unemotional killing machine, obeying only me as its voice of reason, kind of like I was an extension of its brain and not its master. I recalled him into the pokeball, and continued up a path to reach the summit of the mountain, where it is said that the strongest monster on the mountain lives.