Prologue 1

Deep within a forest covered mountain, its denizens all asleep but one, sounds of young crying echoed off the moonlit trees. The source of these cries, was a young blue Kirlia, who had been abandoned by her trainer earlier that day. The reason was unfair, in her thoughts, for not being strong as most other Pokemon, losing nearly every battle thus far. So, her trainer discarded the young Pokemon for something "worthy" of their skills instead, not wasting the time to help train said Kirlia… Scared, alone, and helpless; within a forest she did not know, nor about.

"Why…" She mumbled, through those tears of sorrow. "Why didn't she want me anymore?" The Kirlia tried to wipe her tears away, unable to think of the reason for being abandoned. "Wasn't I good enough? Sherry seemed so happy, when we first met and I agreed to adventure with her."

Due to her distraught emotions, Kirlia did not notice that her horns were slightly glowing… Those uncontrolled, broken, and sorrowful; emotions reaching out around her body… Searching for something to end it, to stop the pain within her heart. Such things are dangerous for Kirlias, due to them being a heavily Emotion based Psychic type Pokemon. In such states, they become vulnerable to those that come into contact with them, easily manipulated or tricked into serving. Delicate situations, that often require those who either understand where the distraught are coming from, or one who knows how to manipulate it to their own gain.

And her Telepathy connected with two others nearby. One sensing the vulnerable prey, something for it to devour in its constant state of rage… While the other sensed one whom needed to be protected, one that needed help.

A feral growl caused the Kirlia to whip around, seeing a Tyranitar looming over her. Its dark green form barely visible within the moonlight, red eyes glaring down at the smaller Pokemon. Before she could react to its presence, the monstrous Pokemon quickly used its razor-sharp claws and attempted to swipe at her.

The Kirilia manged to dodge the attack, only losing a few strands of hair, before it struck the log she had been sitting on. When she stopped sliding back, Kirlia quickly noticed that her perch had been completely decimated by the sudden attack, revealing just how strong this Tyranitar is compared to her. Its eyes soon found her once more, slowly stomping towards the much smaller Pokemon… Only hate, fury, and rage; found within those red orbs.

"(W-Why are you trying to attack me!? I haven't done anything to you or wrong!)" She asked, but her question fell on deaf ears.

Without warning, the Tyranitar's spiked tail slammed into Kirlia, shredding her white color body and staining it red with her blood, sending Kirlia into a tree. When she managed to recover, body aching and burning from the overwhelming attack, she noticed the Tyranitar leering over her… Preparing for one final attack with its claws.

"H-Help!" She called out, hoping that another was close enough to hear her pleas and stop this rampaging monster.

Luckily, her cry reached the second one touched by Kirlia's Telepathy.

Nearly instantly, the ground beneath Tyranitar burst open! A black and silver claw slamming right into its jaw. This sent the Tyranitar flying back, crashing into a nearby tree and knocking it over, the Pokemon dwelling inside quickly scattering. Both Kirlia and Tyranitar looked to this new combatant, eyes going wide.

Crawling out of the newly dug out hole, was a Pokemon that stood a head taller than even Tyranitar. Its armored black and silver body glistening within the moonlight, staying true to its kind's type cast. Those narrowed sapphire eyes, enclosed within a silver three-horned head, glared at Tyranitar with more fury than it could hope to wield. The Pokemon's armored tail lifted up, then slammed down harshly, kicking up dust. In a show of dominance, this hulking Pokemon unleashed a challenging roar, causing the very ground to tremble before it.

Kirlia stared up, in amazement, at who had come to her aid… One of the Iron Armor Pokemon, an Aggron!

Wasting no time, the Tyranitar got back on to its feet and the two dinosaur-like Pokemon charged one another. Their clash causing a heavy thud to echo around them, soil being dug up by their talons, struggling to gain an upper hand over the other. However, due to the Aggron's larger size, weight and metallic body, he managed to shove the Tyranitar back enough for a sudden head butt with its horns!

The Tyranitar released a pain-filled screech, Aggron's metal horns managing tp oierce its natural armor with ease and causing blood to ooze out. In its rage, the Tyranitar quickly lifted its claw up and swiped at the side of Aggron's head, tearing at the armor and slicing the area around his eye. Kirlia flinched, when she heard her protector roar in agony, gasping when he removed the claw and revealed a bleeding three-clawed gash going down the left side of its face, blood seeping out. However, this was not enough to stop their current battle.

The Aggron charged forward, Tyranitar doing the same, but the Iron Armor Pokemon changed his attack up before they could collide. His tail began to glow, and came to a sudden halt, Tyranitar unable to do the same with its momentum, and was caught by a sudden Iron Tail strike from the Aggron! The strike slammed against Tyranitar's head, causing it to be sent flying backwards and land against another tree. A challenging roar allowed the fallen Dark-Rock type Pokemon to release that Aggron was attacking again, only to find itself being tackle backwards by the Steel-Rock type Pokemon and sliding backwards. Aggron's head suddenly glowed for a second, the silver glistening like polished metal, before it delivered a skull to skull head bash!

Tyranitar released a grunt of pain, before it stumbled backwards… Unable to defend itself, from a disorienting attack by its opponent. Aggron's next few attacks, despite being so heavy, were both relentless and constant, not allowing the Dark-Rock type to counter its attacks or recover from them. He was refusing his foe a chance to fight back, as if the Aggron was punishing the Tyranitar for some crime against him.

When a break finally came, the Tyranitar risked a wincing glance up at the Aggron… Only to be met by a metallic beam of energy from the larger Pokemon's mouth, slamming straight down into the ground by a point-blank Flash Cannon.

There was no more fight left in the Tyranitar, obviously out matched by the Aggron, and simply laid there. Aggron snarled at this, and slammed a foot on top of his defeated foe, who whimpered from the dominating position. When he gave a threatening growl, Tyranitar could only reply with a whimpering nod, trying to crawl away but unable to.

Satisfied, the Aggron gave a nod and removed his foot before slamming its tail into Tyranitar! This was a sign for it to leave, and not come back to the mountain, to which it was well received. The Tyranitar, weakly and painfully, retreated down the mountain side… Refusing to look back at its opponent.

Though, it did not matter to Aggron, his attention soon finding the hurt and terrified Kirlia, who physically trembled at the sight of such a monstrous Pokemon. Aggron slowly walked up to her, going on to all fours and holding his head inches away from her own. He took a quick sniff of Kirlia, causing her blue pigtails to be lifted up slightly, sapphire eyes finding her ruby ones.

Her terrified gaze made him snicker, a smile finding its way upon Aggron's jaws. "Do not be afraid, little one. I will not harm you." The powerful, yet gentle, voice echoed around Kirlia. Her gaze went up to the Aggron, who continued to hold his smile. "After all, you are the one who called for me."

"I… I did?" She Asked, still unaware of her glowing horns, thoughts of the Aggron fighting the Tyranitar off for her, filling the young Pokemon's mind.

"Yes, I heard your sorrowful thoughts, which drew me to you." He lowered a claw down to the Kirlia, offering to help her up. "Then, I heard your fearful cry. In those moments, I sensed an invader within my territory… One with only ill intent."

Kirlia took Aggron's claw, pulling herself up and continued to look up at the Aggron. "Oh, that is why you fought the Tyranitar." She lowered her gaze, releasing that the Aggron wasn't interested in her. "Because he was invading your territory." She looked away, understanding the battle just now. It was over territory, not her. Kirlia's horns began to dull in their glow.

The Aggron just looked down at Kirlia, noticing the change in her features. "A small reason, yes. Would not be a King, if I allowed an aggressive invader to run rampant within my territory." He reached forward, having Kirlia look up at him. "But, I was going to speak with you regardless of that Tyranitar being her… He was merely an inconvenience that needed to be handled first."

"W-What?" Her gaze went wide, staring up at the Aggron, a little surprised… Her horns starting to glow brighter.

"We Aggron are highly resistant to Psychic Abilities… And yet, your telepathy connected with me, without a problem." He lifted Kirlia off of the ground, gently holding her within his large claws and stood up right. "That means you are very special, but remain unaware of your own abilities, from what I can tell… A jewel within the bedrock, who just needs to be polished." The comment caused Kirlia's cheeks to reddened, looking away, but her shining horns gave away her flustered emotions from the comment. "So, noticing that Tyranitar was attacking you, I had more than just territorial reasons to fight it off."

Kirlia had only one question for the Aggron, managing to look up at him. "W-Who are you?"

"An easy question." Aggron snickered, keeping her within a gentle hold. "My former Trainer, before claiming this mountain as my own, called me Eisen, the Defiant. You may call me Eisen." He held her closer to his armored features, allowing Kirlia to see the blood still oozing from the gash on the left side of his face. "What about you?"

"M-My trainer c-called me A-Asura…" Her gaze kept going to the wound suffered in protecting her, but Kirlia struggled trying to hide her starry gaze and thoughts about such a strong name and title. With the moon glowing brightly above, though, it caused the silver areas of Eisen's body to glisten to her… Almost like she had been enchanted by this monstrous Pokemon.

"Trainer?" His eyes were wide, for a few moments, before realization hit and they softened… Able to put two and two together, rather quickly. "I understand." Eisen held her up to his armored head again. "Well, if you need a place to stay, and rest? You may stay with me. My home may not be some Trainer's house, but it is still home… And, rather big for just one to dwell within." He gave a hearty chuckle, nodding at his own comment.

Asura's own eyes glistened at the offer. "R-Really?" Though, she second guessed the offer, remembering that Aggrons live inside the very mountains that they claim. "But… I do not think living in caves would be healthy for me."

Eisen gave a playful chuckle at the response, turning towards the mountain's summit. "Trust me, Asura… That will not be a problem." His heavy steps thumped upon the dew-covered soil, Kirlia simply sitting within Aggron's hands. "I think you will like where I dwell. It is not some damp cave, I will say that."

-Not Far Away-

A strange, shifting, shadow carefully watched the pair walk towards the mountain's summit. With its single, revealed, blue eye, it studied them very carefully, taking in every detail about them and what he had observed. The two had, honestly, caught the Pitch-Black Pokemon's attention, and peaked his interest rather quickly. For some strange reason, he continuously sensed something about the pair, something unique to just them… Seeing an ever obvious beauty with some protective beast, a Fairy and its Guardian from a human child's tale He reached up, tapping the front piece of his reddened collar in thought, ones that were filled with these two possibly being meant for something great.

Though, the retreating Tyranitar had also caught his attention. The rage within this defeated foe's eyes, the humiliation of suffering an overwhelming defeat, burning within its soul. Such things breed only the worst of evil, creating a villain hellbent on only one thing, the destruction of either a rival or some hero's existence. There is no telling what lengths this Tyanitar will go, just to get its revenge or regain the honor it lost.

The Pitch-Black Pokemon had everything he would need for the perfect story, a hero and heroine combination of one being physically powerful while the other was greatly psychic inclined, along with a villain striving for their destruction. All that is left, are those who will set things in motion. Characters that would take time to arrive, or appear within a strange appearing story.

And Darkrai has all the time in the world to wait.