Author's Note: I forgot to mention in the first chapter that the first parts of this story are going to take place over Zane's school years. This chapter will take place in Elementary School, then the next chapter will be in Middle School. Then it will be High School after that. We'll get to the University years in a few chapters, just have patience.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, just my OC's

In an average sized elementary school, Zane was currently trying to sort his thoughts. 'I hope my plan works.' It was currently recess at the school, and the black and gray fox was heading towards Blade's location at the end of the playground.

The Zorua found the Zangoose standing at the edge of the playground talking to a Charmander and a Rattata. When Zane was within earshot of the trio, he could hear Blade bragging about the Zorua's bandana, which he currently had wrapped around his head.

Zane was very upset about Blade wearing his bandana. 'No one wear's my bandana but me!' "Hey Blade!" The Zangoose turned around, then smirked. "Well if it isn't the little gray weakling. Are you gonna try to use words to get back what is now my property."

Zane felt his temper flare, but calmed himself down. "If that's what it takes to get through your oversized ego and empty head." Blade let out a feral growl and took a step forward. "What did you say you little weakling." Zane scoffed. "You already used that one. What, is your small brain keeping you from coming up with a better insult."

The angry Zangoose stepped forward until he was right in front of Zane. "I'll make you regret that ."

Blade then swung his right arm at Zane and knocked him to the ground. Zane stood back up and spat out a little blood that was in his mouth. "Is that all you got?" Blade ran forward and delivered a Scratch attack to the Zorua's face, leaving two parallel red scratch marks across his right eye.

Zane just stood back up and laughed mockingly at Blade. "I thought you could do better than that. I guess your weaker than you let on." Blade narrowed his eyes, but then smirked darkly. He ran forward with his two black claws glowing and gave a three powerful slashes at Zane's torso.

Zane grunted in pain at each slash, then was tossed back a good distance away and landed on the ground. Zane then realized that he couldn't move. 'Crud, what attack did he use? I've never seen a Scratch attack where the claws glow a faint green.' "I bet your wondering what type of attack I used."

Zane, gaining a bit of movement left, looked at the Zangoose. " I learned a move called Fury Cutter, and since you are a Dark type, the Bug type move was super effective. The attack also gets stronger with each successful impact." Zane looked at Blade with widened eyes, but then he started to panic when he saw the Zangoose take the bandana off his head.

"Now, lets see if this stupid bandana is strong enough to survive with me as it's owner." Blade stuck a claw out and started to drag it roughly across the bandana. "No! That bandana is all I have left of my parents!"

Blade then threw the bandana onto the ground and started to grind it into the dirt with his foot. "Does it look I care?" Zane felt tears welling up in his eyes. He started to struggle to get his body to move. 'Dang it, I still can't move!'

Blade picked the bandana back up and his claws started to glow. "Well, I'm bored with it now. Guess it's time to dispose of this worthless piece of cloth." Zane was still struggling to get his body to move, tears threatening to fall from his eyes, which were started to glow eerily red. "If you do anything to my bandana, I swear from the Hall of Origins to the Underworld that you will regret it for the rest of your life!" The Zorua threatened, his anger reaching it's peak.

The Zangoose's evil smirk only grew. "Big talk from someone who is so weak and helpless right now." He swiped his claws. Time seemed to slow down as the Zorua watched with wide eyes, the red glow in them seeming to intensify, as the glowing claws cut right through the fabric with an almost sickening tearing sound.

That was it for Zane. The red glow became so intense that both of his eyes were covered entirely by the bright red glow. The Zangoose looked at the remains of the bandana with a triumphant and smug grin on his face. 'I can't believe how satisfying that felt.' He heard a low growl emit from the paralyzed Zorua and turned his head to look at him, but the grin on his face disappeared.

The gray fox's eye's were glowing bright red and, even though he couldn't see Zane's pupils or irises, had a murderous look in them. He noticed that what looked like black flames were starting to appear on Zane's body, but it didn't look like they were burning him. 'What the heck?' All of a sudden, a bright glow started to for in the Zorua's mouth. 'What is he doing?' A powerful beam shot out of Zane's mouth and struck Blade, sending him flying through the air and landing painfully on the ground.

Blade stood back up and glared at Zane, who had passed out because the attack took a lot of energy out of him. "Why did you attack me? I stole that bandana from you fair and square! Am I going to have to beat you into more of a pulp to get the message through to you, you freak of nature!" "What was that, Blade?" The Zangoose turned around and was prepared to attack what he expected to be another student, but instead was met with the angry dark red eyes of a Gardevoir wearing a flowing white dress and an emerald green jacket.

Blade immediately felt fear setting in, because Ms. Grace, besides being the youngest teacher at the school, was the one teacher that he was deathly afraid of. "N-Nothing, M-M-Ms. Gra-ace." Ms. Grace walked over to Zane and pressed her hand on his forehead. "Perhaps you can tell me why Zane is on the ground and beat up, Blade?" Blade swallowed faintly. "I-I don't k-know w-what hap-p-pened." Ms. Grace looked back at the sweating Zangoose with an angry look. "Don't play dumb with me Blade, I saw you tear up his bandana and I heard you yell that death threat at him." "No I didn't."

The Gardevoir's eyes glowed blue and Blade felt himself become paralyzed and being lifted off the ground. "I will not tolerate your behavior anymore Mr. Blade. I turned a blind eye to your behavior around the other students for the last month, but even I have my limits. You are to report to the Principle's office right now."

Blade felt Ms. Grace's Psychic wear off and he was gently put on the ground. "A-Alright Ms. Grace." Blade, radiating with fear, ran to the Principle's office, not wanting to provoke the Gardevoir's wrath.

Ms. Grace smirked. 'Nice to know that he still fears me, even if it is unethical to use that fear against him.'

She then noticed the black remains of Zane's bandana. 'Oh no.' She reached over and picked up the black rags. 'I can't believe Blade ruined his bandana.' What no one knew, except for Zane's Uncle Sawyer, was that Zane and Ms. Grace shared a special bond that allowed them to share their memories when they are in physical contact, despite Zane being a Dark typeand Ms. Grace being a Psychic type, which is why she touched his forehead earlier. It was thanks to that special bond that the Embrace Pokemon was able to see that it was Blade who attacked the little gray fox.

Ms. Grace always had a soft spot for Zane and was always there to comfort the Zorua whenever his day at school would start out rough. She sometimes even let Zane seek out comfort in her office, since she doubled as the school's Guidance Councilor.

Her eyes drifted to the remains of his bandana, then her eyes began to glow blue again and the rags started to float in the air, covered in a faint blue aura. The torn fibers began to fuze back together, the pieces starting to form a large recognizable black square with a familiar silver Xi symbol in the middle.

She grabbed the bandana out of the air and tied it around Zane's neck gently, then she gently picked him up and started to carry him to the Nurse's office. Ms. Grace then realized something. 'This is his last year at this school, maybe I should become a Guidance Councilor at the Middle School once he graduates, just so I can keep a better eye on him. I'll have to bring this up with his Uncle Sawyer later tonight. After all, it's not normal to be covered in black flames with glowing scarlet red eyes.'

She looked down at the unconscious Zorua with a worried look. 'It's also very unusual for such a young Pokemon, a Zorua for that matter, to know how to use Hyper Beam. Zorua's aren't even supposed to know such a powerful move.' Ms. Grace's expression softened, but there was still worry in her eyes.

'Dark types carry a lot of hidden powers and potential, so a Hyper Beam probably won't be the last unusual move he'll learn.' Ms. Grace walked into the Nurse's office. 'I just hope things turn out for the better in the end for him.'

to be continued