Story Prior has been Hacked. Original First chapter deleted and contents out of order. Please forgive Light Inc for this inconvinences.

Also, A new chapter will be posted on Monday. Just saying

~Alexis L.

Chapter 1 (Redux): First Day of Axel High

"Holy crap... I didnt expect this..." He exclaimed as he stared up at the huge school complex. He stood in the gateway as hundreds of other students passed him by to enter the school. The wide walkway from there trailed forward through what looked more like a garden then a typical school's lawn. Some students sat around or under some of the towering statues of feral pokemon, the same was said for the statues of their pokehuman equivalents that stood parallel on the right side.

The school apparently was divided into three, possibly four if the glance at the fourth isn't part of the main, bright white buildings. The one middle by the others stood the tallest at five or six stories. The very top of the was curved and indented near the ends to better reflect a grandfather clock, the massive clock face had old roman numerals with the hands indicating it was 8:56.

Enough with the architecture.

The teen that stood in awe was 15 year old Swellow D. Thorndike. He was, as the name implies, a Swellow. He stood a flat 5'10 with a lean build. His short hair was a slightly darker shade of blue, the hair small strains of entered his face and reached down to his brows were tipped in red with a much larger bang in middle of his forehead having the most. A dark blue jacket with a white shirt under it, a pair of jeans held up by a black belt and a pair of red sneakers with blue laces and highlights was his first day's wardrobe.

"I still can't believe sis got me into this school." The avian mused to himself in amazement. "But I shouldn't be looking a gift horse in the mouth, should I?" He asked himself. He tilted his head and folded his arms. "Guess it's time to enter my new school." He shrugged. Swellow couldn't help but smile as he made his way down the white stone path.

As he made his way up the steps he couldn't help but be a bit excited. "I just know this school's gonna be-" Before he could finish and make it up the last step, an orange blur crashed into him. Swellow and the other person went tumbling back down the steps.

When they landed, Swellow was on his back with the other person sprawled across his legs. "Different..." Slipped from Swellow's lips. He painfully looked up to see the person recovering them self and getting off of his lap.
The orange blur had been a male pokemon who wore a cream colored shirt, a feral Floatzel's face was printed on the front, with an orange jacket wrapped around his waist, orange cargos and yellow trainers. His orange hair ran back until it started to slightly curve upwards, his blue eyes were squinted in pain the blue tinted goggles around his neck was twisted to the side.

The orange male looked to Swellow and their eyes met. "Oh, sorry dude, didn't see you coming." He apologized with a hasty nod.
Swellow groaned but replied, "I could say the same." The other male got up first and held a hand out for the still downed male. "Thanks." He quickly accepted the help and pulled himself up. "I'm Swellow by the way."

The other male held his chin. "Haven't met a Swellow before. But, nice to meet you." He nodded. "I'm Floatzel, but you can call me-"

"Get back here you fucking Weasel!" A voice exclaimed from behind them.

"That's my cue to leave." Swellow opened his mouth to question the water-type, but he bolted through the garden before he could speak.

A large male came rushing out of the school, his face twisted in a near demonically dark expression. He wore a large gray overcoat with a striped shirt and dark pants, his gray hair fashioned similarly to Swellow's.

The red eyes of the male focused on Swellow. "Where'd he go?!" He demanded. The avian didn't know when his body decided to take over and pointed in the direction Floatzel ran. "Thanks kid. I'll try not to pick on ya for that." With that, the male sprouted a pair of gray/black bat wings and flew off.

The color finally returned to Swellow's face as he watched the unknown male fly away. "Oh God, please protect me from those type of people." The dual-type whispered as he more cautiously walked inside.

The starch white hallway was flooded with teens, both frantically trying to find where is where and those quite at home in the school. First day and Swellow could already see the diversity everywhere, in race and in social personas. One group Swellow identified to be skaters by the helmets and skateboards, one group that contained larger and more athletic students who might have been jocks or something, one filled with girls in expansive outfits and jewellery that made his eyes hurt, and one with what seemed to be Gamefreaks by handhelds and video game merch. surrounding them.

Swellow fished around in jacket pocket before producing a panflick. "Axel City Highschool- The first school to be developed and constricted in Axel City." He read to himself. His feet carried him forward as he continued reading. "Axel City High was created in 1846 originally as a battle academy for young pokehumans during the Third Evo. Step to teach the up coming generation to use and harness their skills and powers. Since then, Axel City High had been among the top 10 schools in the country alongside partner school Academy of Origins at a shared place of #3."

He kept reading, unaware of his surroundings as he walked through the noise hall. "Ex... Excuse me..." A whisper snapped him out of his trance as he turned his head to look behind him.

Standing there was a girl with medium length pink hair with two cream colored highlights on either side of her face, the ends curling a bit, and dressed in pink from the small butterfly vest she wore over a cream shirt to the pink skirt, stockings and shoes on her. Her pink looked into his and her face handle a nervous expression.

There were also her boobs. The one thing Swellow forced himself not to stare at.

'Damn you teenage boy mind!' Swellow thought. 'I banish you to the depths of my brain until I'm done talking!' He imagined a shrieking noise and some dark, shadowy being sucked into an aybss.

"I, uh, was wondering if you might know where the principle's office is..." She said, again in a quiet whisper. With the pink hair, nervousness and butterfly pattern, she reminded him of Fluttershy. Not that he watched MLP. You can't prove anything.

"Uh, no, sorry." Swellow replied. He scratched the back of his head and frowned. "Honestly, I just got here as well. I'm new too." He explained

"Oh..." Was her only reply.

"I'm Swellow. I got here from Duskveil." He extended his hand to her.

She gave him an odd look, the nervousness from before mixed with inquiry. "R-really? I'm from Dusk too." She said a little louder. "I-I'm Audino Freil." She informed her as she lightly shook his hand.

Swellow raised a brow. "Freil?" He repeated. "That sounds awfully close to frail."

"I know..." She said in a less audible voice. "I guess our family name is there to show how timid we are..." She looked down to the polished white floor in silence.

Now Swellow felt a bit bad for her. The girl obviously seemed like she would faint if a fly landed on her. She clearly was distraught about her lack of courage.

"Hey, hey, I bet you can be brave if you really try." Swellow told her with a smile.

"No I can't..." She said in the again barely audible voice. "I'm a coward who can hardly look an intimidating person..."

"Don't say that." He rested on a hand on her shoulder. "Trust me, I know you're not a coward."

Audino looked up at him. Swellow was exactly expecting her to wrap her arms around him and whisper, "Thank you..."

Swellow's face lit up like a cherry. "Yeah, don't worry about it." He told her, though he had suddenly gained an interest in the locker to his right.

The bell rang and Swellow felt Audino jump. He also felt her assists against his chest, but tried to restrain the darkening flare blush. "I guess we should be heading to our classes now."

Audino let him go with a small nod. "O-okay..." She said. "I'll... See you..." She slowly wandered off into the crowd of oncoming students.

'Congrats Blu, you met a girl that would hug you! Way-da-go!' He mentally applaud himself. 'Now to get to find your homeroom.' Swellow looked behind him to find the hall empty. 'Aww, shit crackers...'

Swellow, after a few minutes of searching, finally found Biology class. With a deep breathe, he opened the wooden door. All eyes in the class suddenly turned to him as he made his way into the room.

The teacher looked up from his registerand smiled. "Looks like the final student is here." He said in a relaxed voice. The teacher was a man with dark skin, around his mid-twenties looks were anything to go by, with long white hair that branched down into his face in two bangs that hung over both his reddish-brown eyes. He a white dress shirt with a pink strip running down on either said with gray pants and black shoes. "May I have an explanation why you took so long?" He asked with folded arms.

Swellow scratched the back of his head. "Sorry sir, I kinda got lost..." He told the teacher with a small bow of his head.

"It's alright, child." The dark-skinned man waved it off. "Find a seat so I maybe began if you will." Swellow nodded before scanning the room. He found a seat in the second row to the left, third from the back.

Swellow quickly made for the desk and slid in. The teacher chose that time to get up and begin speaking. "Well, hello to all of you." He chimed with his smile growing. "Those of you new here, welcome of Axel City High School. This will be your school for the next couple of years." He said with chuckle. "Or until you get pregnant or start committing crimes and are forced to drop out of the school, sell crack and/or your body in a back alley to survive." He said in the same over excited voice.

The student's eyes were the size of saucers the moment he look back on them.

He busted out laughing. "I'm only kidding." He said in between laughs. The students relaxed a bit after hearing that. "There's only a 12.5% chance you'll actually do any of the above. You're all more likely to be murdered. Anyway, we should probably get on with introductions and long term goals." He placed a clenched fist over his mouth and cleared his throat. "I'm Absol Anubis Lumanite. I'm an absol if you couldn't guess, and your home/form/whatever you want you call it teacher. I'm 24, and my long term goal is to sleep with just short of every woman in the world."

The class fell silent.

"Who's next?" Mr. Lumanite asked.

The sound of hands slamming into desks brought everyone's attention to the first seat of the fourth row. The teen in a orange short sleeve shirt and blue jeans. His short orange hair was fizzed up and fell move into his face, with his brown eyes beaming with excitement and pride. A set of light blue headphones were around his neck. He smiled widely and said in a loud voice. "I'm Monferno Blake! 15 years old! I'm looking to be the greatest professional fighter right after my, and the best at everything!"

Mr. Lumanite sighed and shook his head. "My dear boy, with that attitude that's radiating off of you, do you think it's a wise idea to put more brain cells at risk?" Absol asked with a geniune tone of concern.

"Don't worry Mr. L; I don't need many brain cells!" Monferno boasted proudly.

"You done fine so far without an appropriate amount... You'll do great." Mr. Lumanite waved. "Next please."

"That'll be me." A girl raised her hand as she stood up. She wore a simple yellow dress under a green vest. Long green hair rested on her head with a white hairband keeping it in order. "I'm Bayleaf Blake." She said with a curtsy. Absol gave her points for that. "I'm 14, but I'll be 15 in December, and when I get older I want to plants trees and flowers all over Axel City."

Absol furrowed his brows at her. "You wouldn't happen to be..." He nodded over to Monferno. The Playful pokemon currently had a flaming pencil up his nose. "his sister, would you?"

Bayleaf frowned before sadly nodding. "I feel more sympathy for you then most of the women who claim I'm their child's father; you must suffer at home."

"I'm considering moving into the dorms here." Bayleaf improved him.

Monferno stood up and looked at her. "Then you'll be too far to absorb my awesomeness!"

The whole class looked at him in silence. "... Ms. Blake, pick up your room key from Kangaskhan over in Social Studies." The Disater pokemon told her.

"Thank you." The grass-type said before taking back her seat.

"Next for roasting." Mr. Lumanite rolled his right wrist.

Swellow looked around the room, seeing no one getting up. He bit his lip before standing up. "I'm Swellow Drake Thorndike. I'm 15 years old and I'm planning on being a graphic designer and game engineer."

"Oh, someone who isn't-" Mr. Lumanite stopped himself mid-sentence to stare at him. "Thorndike, you say?" Slowly nodded. Mr. Lumanite held his chin before asking, "Are you related to Bonnie Thorndike by any chance?"

For a brief moment, Swellow was taken back. "Yeah, she's my sister... How do you know her?"

The Disater pokemon chuckled. "We're close friends from high school days. She was even the one who gave me a couple of scars."

"Is that something to be proud of?" A bulky teen asked. He only wore a large dark gray hooded robe with cream tinted white gloves. On his face was a skull shaped opera mask, only his left crimson eye peeking out through it.

Absol looked at him and recoiled. "Gah! When did Guy Thing get into my classroom?!" He yelled in a panicky voice.

"When did 20 year olds start looking like 12's?" The teen countered.

Mr. Lumanite shrugged. "Go ask Justin Bieber the same question. You'll get the answer faster." Absol sighed before scratching his head. "Since you can talk smart, you should introduce yourself before I feel like calling you Guy again."

The large teen stood, towering surprising high over the other students. "I'm Dusclops. I want to be a doctor."

Mr. Lumanite looked him up and down. "I think you'd be a great doctor... If you image didn't send people to the hospital in the first place." He quipped. "Real talk though; No matter what your patient is there for, whether it's internal bleeding or a tooth ache, you'll give them a heart attack from them thinking the Reaper came for their souls. When are you planning on being their doctor, before or after the mental trauma you caused?"

"Both." He answered. Dusclops had taken every word without the slightest hint of offense.

"You're going to be one rich bastard..." Mr. Lumanite muttered. "Next."

The girl in front of Swellow stood up. She had as ghostly pale skin with a pair of red eyes, the left hidden behind the solid black bang of her otherwise snow white hair. She wore a white biker jacket, unzipped to reveal a black blouse with a cartoonie skull on the bust, and white pants with a pair of black finger less gloves. She flipped her hair away from her eye and introduced herself. "I'm Absol Winters. 15 years old, and I don't know what I want to be just yet." She gave Mr. Lumanite an odd smile. There was something that the expression displayed that he couldn't pick up on.

All he knew, was it wasn't a typical smirk or grin.

The smile set him off more then Dusclops' mask, but he pretended he was fine. "Um..." He cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "Seeing as there's a second person named Absol, I think it best you called me Anubis or Mr. Lumanite to avoid confusion." He told the class. "We're going to fast forward because don't have anymore main or side characters in this class, and listen all of your pointless names will probably bore the readers to death." He gave the class a bright smile.

"Harsh!" All students said in perfect harmony.

"Oh, be quiet. You'll have probably be filled in as OCs in later chapters. And shut up and tell me your names."

Introductions rolled on and concluded shortly before the bell rang, signalling the class's end. "Alright students, this marks the end of our first class. I look forward to both teaching you, and making comments about everything you are." He smiled. "You are dismissed."

The students slowly began to leave, some muttering and cursing under their breathe. Swellow made sure to ask Mr. Lumanite for a map of the school before leaving.

In the teeming halls, he pulled out his schedule and looked over it. "So I have math next..." Swellow glanced at the map before looking to his left. "Should be this way..." With uncertain steps, the dual-type made his way to his second class.

unbeknownst to the teen, a lone figure stood behind a locker, observing him from a far. "It's only a matter of time." They chuckled. "Only a matter of time."

And unbeknownst to the figure, a rather tall woman in a red dress shirt and navy blue pants stood with folded arms directly behind it. Her mid cut hair almost covered her dark green eyes. "What the hell are you doing?!" The woman exclaimed.

The figure jumped out of its shoes at the rough voice of the female. It turned around and began stuttering an illegible babel of non-sense. "I don't care what your excuse is! Get to bloody class!" The woman demanded.

"Y-y-yes sire!" They stuttered.

Her eyes gained a harsh glow. "Did you just call me 'sire'...?"

Before another word could be said, the figure bolted off down the hall, screaming murder while the teacher was hot on their trail.

Author's Omake

Hero head was laid on top of a large black desk, the author fast asleep. Ruby the Zoroark morph sat beside his head, looking at the camera. She wore a sleeveless black shirt and red pajama pants. Her mane was cut short to her shoulders. In her lap, was a tub of chocolate ice-cream with a large amount on her face and hands.

She gulped down the ice-cream in her mouth and tried to wipe the chocolate out of her face-fur. "Uh... 'i..." She said, waving to the audience. "Wasn't expectin' ta 'ave you guys 'ere..." She looked down to the tub before hiding it behind herself.

"Okay, now I should probably tell ya that 'Ero-" The author groans in his rest. "I mean 'Hero', wan'ed to re-do the first few chapters of the fic so it's up ta standards. The re-writtin' chaps will follow behin' the new ones. Got it?" She askes you all. "Good. Now ged out so I can fuck with Hero before he knows." She orders as a marker appears in her hand. "Peaces."

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