Seein as how my brother asked for another chapter, and people want me to continue, so I shall. This is the second Chapter of A New Dawn. I hope you people know what you're getting into, because I'm going to show you what pokemon in the real world would trully mean. Would any of you be ready to lose the one closest to you? Are Chris and Will? Lets find out.

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Chapter 2

"Flint, use Ember!" Will shouted. Wisps of flame shot out of the Charmander's mouth, enveloping the Metapod into flames.

"Metapod! No!" Will's opponent screamed, watching his pokemon burn. After thrashing for a few moments on the ground, there was nothing left of the Metapod except an empty husk and some ash.

"Winner: Flint." Chris said, raising his hand to indicate his brother's victory. He watch as Will ran and picked up his Charmander, hugging it tightly.

"That was awesome Flint! You did fantastic!" Will told it. Chris looked towards the other trainer, who was sobbing over the remains of his Metapod. Chris walked over to his, holding Amber in his arms.

"According to battle rules, the victor claims half of anything of value that you have on you." he said, looking down at the trainer. The trainer buried his face into his hands, sobbing harder.

"This isn't fair!" he cried.

Chris shrugged his shoulders, looking back over to his brother.

"Life isn't a game."

A few days ago

"This isn't fair!" Will protested, as he forked over his share of the bill. Chris's eyebrow twitched in annoyance.

"You're absolutely right. It isn't fair that you blew all your money and I have to pay half of your share of the bill, as well as mine." Chris said sarcastically.

"I didn't have the summer job like you. I only got an allowance, remember?" Will said, putting away his empty wallet. Chris sighed and downed the last of his drink as the waitress came and cleared away the plates.

"Yeah, well your not leeching off of me." Chris said, getting up from the diner booth. He stretched his arm and Amber jumped up onto his shoulder. Will slung his bag over his shoulder and followed his brother out. He really didn't understand Chris. Chris always kept Amber out of her pokeball. Even when they went to sleep, Amber would curl up against him. Will only took Flint out to play or train with him. Pokemon were meant to be kept in their pokeballs most of the time though.

"Please! Just a little bit!" Will begged as they left the diner.

"For the last time, no!" Chris said. Amber nuzzled his cheek again and tried to climb onto his head again.

"Hey you! With the Eevee!" a voice shouted to them. Chris and Will looked back to see a muscular man in a black leather jacket calling to them.

"Yeah?" Chris asked, picking Amber up off of his head. The man smirked and pulled out a pokeball.

"I see you got a pokemon there, kid. Howabout you and me have a pokemon battle?" the man asked, with a fierce grin. Will sweat dropped.

"Aren't you a little old for this?" he asked. Chris didn't even blink at the man.

"I'll pass..." Chris said, scratching Amber between her ears. The man gave a small frown.

'What, you too chicken, little man? You and your whimpy baby pokemon?" the man taunted. "I bet I could beat you and your little scrawny rat."

Will gritted his teeth as the man insulted his brother.

"He'll take you on any day!" Will shouted back. He knew Chris could take this guy on easily. Chris was a master! Even if Amber was a normal type, his brother had a strategy for everything. There was no way Chris would stand for this.

"Yeah, I know you can. That's why I'm turning you down. Sorry, but I give up." Chris said, turning his back on the man and beginning to walk away. Will looked at him, in shock. He felt like he had just been slapped across the face. He couldn't believe what his brother just said.

"Hah! I knew it! You both just a bunch of little babies." the man said, smirking. Will felt his face grow hot, and reached into his jacket for Flint's pokeball.

"Flint, go!" Will said, throwing it into the space between him and the man. Flint appeared, evidently just as ready for a fight as his trainer was. Will took a stance and pointed his finger at the man. "I'm no baby! I challenge you to a one-on-one pokemon battle."

"Fine. Winner take all." the man said, throwing his own pokeball. A Zubat appeared hovering about the street.

"Flint, use Ember!" Will commanded. Flint opened its mouth wide, a flicker appearing in the back of its throat before a small stream of fire was shot out. It was weak, but it was still there. Will couldn't believe it. This was exactly like the games!

"Zubat, use Mega drain."

Will recoiled in shock as the Zubat swiftly dodged the stream of fire and zoomed down to Flint. The bat pokemon knocked the Charmander onto its stomach, and sunk its fangs onto the back of Flint's neck. A line of blood ran down Flint's neck as the Zubat drunk its blood hungrily.

"Flint!" Will shouted, watching as his Charmander struggle under the Zubat. Flint managed to break free of Zubat's hold, and lashed out with its Scratch attack. Zubat buffeted Flint repeatedly in the face, trying to get back into the air. Will gave a shout of triumph as Flint managed to pierce one of the Zubat's wings, the torn leather flapping uselessly against its frame. But that feeling of victory quickly faded as the Zubat bit once more into Flint's stomach, aiming for its heart. And this time, Flint couldn't fight it off.

"Amber, use Quick Attack!"

Suddenly, a blur of brown hurtled into the Zubat, barreling it off of Flint. Amber's body pinned the Zubat's body to the ground, as her paws tore into the Zubat's other wing, before moving back to Flint and growling threatingly as the bat tried to get back up. Its flapped its useless wings, trying to get off the ground. Flint got to its feet, ignoring the small cuts on its stomach, and sent another stream of fire from its mouth. This time, the Ember couldn't miss, and caught the Zubat dead on. Will and the man watched as the flames consumed the Zubat. Will stood transfixed, the flames reflected in his eyes as the Zubat thrashed about as it burned. The sharp smell of burned leather reached his nostrils, and he started to tremble.

The Zubat's trainer looked like he was ready to break the boy in front of him in half. His body shook in anger.

"You cheated! I'm going to kill you, you brat!" the man shouted, pulling out a switchblade. He thundered past his burning Zubat, pulling back to stab Will. Will stood, almost in shock, perhaps not even noticing the man ready to kill him.

"Mentsu Dageki!"

The last thing the man remembered before waking up a few hours later was being knocked out by a heavy piece of wood striking him across the face.

Chris slid his foot back, catching the man as he fell unconscious with his free hand. His wooden kendo sword was clenched in his other one. Chris gently set him on the ground, breathing a sigh of relief. He was glad that any serious violence had been averted. Chris tried not to look at the burned Zubat, instead looking to where Amber was licking Flint's cuts. Chris took a deep breath, trying to clear his head of the smell, and calm his surging nerves. Adrenaline was coursing through him like a torrent, and his own hand was shaking as he returned his wooden sword to his back.

"Hey, you guys did great..." Chris said, kneeling down next to the pokemon, and pulling out a first aid kit. He took out a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide, pouring some onto a cotton swab and cleaning Flint's cuts. A strip of gauze wrapped around the pokemon's neck, and smaller bandaids on the cuts on its stomach were enough to patch it up. As for Amber, all she had was a small cut on her paw, and another bandaid took care of that.

"Fantastic job to both of you, you won your first battle." Chris said, smiling weakly to the two. He glanced at his brother, who was still trembling. He got up, putting a hand on Will's shoulder. "You okay, bro?"

"That...... was.... AWESOME!!" Will shouted, almost estatic. He ran and picked up Flint, swinging him around. "You did it! You won! That was amazing Flint!" he cheered, hugging his pokemon.

"Char!" the charmander said happily, returning the hug.

Chris didn't smile, and gently picked up Amber, holding her close.

"Don't scare me like that again..." he whispered, as she curled up against him in his arms. Chris walked over to the unconscious man, rumaging the man's pockets. He was gravely troubled by how Will was reacting. His brother still saw all of this as a game, as an adventure. He had just seen a Zubat, literally fried to a crisp from Flint's Ember attack. The man didn't try to stab Will because he was upset that he lost. He did it because his younger brother had just killed his pokemon.

Chris throat clenched. That was the exact reason why he said no to the fight. It was better to just let the man get whatever satisfaction out of mocking him than to risk Amber. Chris knew this wasn't a game. The pokemon were still real, still made of flesh and blood like anything else. That meant they could still get hurt, and still die. And with no pokecenters existing yet, even a slightly bad wound could prove to be fatal unless it was taken care of.

Chris took out a small wad of cash, peeling a few bills off for himself, then tossing the rest to Will.

"Your winnings. We're only suppose to take half, but since he did try to kill you, I think we can look over that rule this time." Chris said, pocketing his share. Hell, he did just save his brother from getting stabbed. He deserved a little something.

"I did it! I won my first pokemon battle!" Will told his brother excitedly. Chris afforded a small smile.

"Yeah, you did..."

"Hey bro?" Will asked, hugging his pillow. Chris poked out his head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush stuck in his mouth.

"Yah?" Chris asked, brushing his teeth, his voice muffled as he did.

"Why did you tell that guy that he was better than you, and turned him down. You could've taken him." Will said. He looked towards where Amber was curled up on Chris's pillow, sleeping soundly. They had decided to sleep in a motel that night, since there wasn't any place to camp for a good thirty miles.

"Say weasin yu shudden haff..." Chris mumbled, through his toothbrush.

"What?"

Chris spit into the sink, wiping his mouth off with a towel.

"I said, same reason you shouldn't have." Chris said, walking back into the bedroom.

"Whats that?" Will asked. Chris sighed, gently moving Amber off of his pillow and climbed into bed.

"I didn't want to lose more than I had too..." Chris said, yawning as he laid down. He pulled the covers up to his chin, and turned to face his brother.

"But we won in the end." Will said, as he climbed into bed. He gently touched Flint's pokeball, which lay on the dresser in between the two beds. "Flint did amazing today. I didn't think he'd be able to breathe fire like that." Will said softly, with a smile. "I mean, genetics are one thing, but this is unreal."

"That's just it though..." Chris said, looking up at the ceiling. "It is real now... you need to be careful with Flint."

"Psh, yeah right. Charmader is a God. Deal with it." Will said, breaking out into a grin. Chris gave a small smile at the personal joke the two had shared ever since they were younger. They both believed that once a Charmander evolved and became a Charizard, it was practically unstoppable. Practically was the keyword.

"We're gonna keep training. And then, one day, I'll be the Pokemon World Champion!" Will said, excitedly as he settled for bed.

"There's not even any rules or regulations for the battles yet. People are just copying off of the games." Chris pointed out.

"Not yet there isn't. Flint and I are gonna be unstoppable. And even if we lose a battle here or there, I know we can come back twice as hard." Will said, as he closed his eyes. Chris sighed, turning and facing Amber.

"I just hope you don't lose more than what you're prepared to lose..." Chris whispered, stroking Amber in her sleep.

"What was that?" Will asked sleepily.

"Nothing, bro. Nothing. Now get to bed, I want to make another thirty miles tomorrow." Chris said, closing his eyes.

"Goodnight bro."

"Goodnight, bro"

And that was how I won my first ever real Pokemon battle. From that day on, I knew what I wanted to do. I was going to be the very best, out of all the Trainers out there. Even better than my brother. As long as Flint would keep trying, then so would I. I was going to be the FIRST Pokemon World Champion. And nothing was going to stop me. I had a dream, and I was going to make it my reality.

See? I warned you in advance. But, a wise man once said, 'Go into battle ready to die, and you shall come out alive. Go into battle afraid of dying, and so certainly shall.' Which brother is right? Is the way of peace, caution and love the right way? Or is it training with all your might, ready to risk it all for the taste of inevitable victory, and the undenying bond that forms between a Pokemon and Trainer the true path to becoming a pokemon master? Find out, in the next Chapter of A New Dawn.

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