Chapter 1: Into the Night

"Pansear, sear!" Fight me, if you dare! The newcomer's voice echoed in the silent desert night.

The Sandiles burrowed deeper into the ground, the sand above them shifting slightly. They had seen this Pansear fight their own kind, and the outcome had not been good. Their leader was dead, killed by the fire monkey. Now was the time to hide. Let a fool die by the hand of this thing.

"Sear, Pan! Pansear, Pansear!" Fight, you cowards! Or are you too scared of me, the one and only Deadly Nightshade!

A Darumaka step out of a patch of weeds. The Sandiles pitied this brainless Pokémon.

"Daru!" I will fight!

"Sear." Very well.

The Pansear's claws glinted in the full moon's eerie glow. He darted forward, and sliced through the Darumaka's throat with deadly accuracy. The Darumaka thrashed like a Magikarp out of water for a few seconds before lying still.

"Pansear." Too easy.

The Pansear dashed toward the distant cityscape of Nimbasa. There was work to be done before sunrise.

The Pokémon Center was quiet. Ash, Iris, and Cilan slept peacefully, unaware of the bloodbath that was about to begin.

The Pansear watched them. Now was the time to act. He shattered the window, and the alarm sounded throughout the building. The once-peaceful pre-dawn slumbers were forcefully replaced with panic and confusion.

Cilan and Ash were out the door in seconds- they were not the targets. The Pansear slowly walked towards Iris, and a flicker of recognition flashed in his mind. Yes, she was the one. She owned the Axew, the Axew who knew his identity.

"Pansear, Pan, SEAR! Pan!" Hi Axew, it's me, CHILI! You're dead!

He rushed forward, slitting Axew's throat first. Yes, Axew was the only threat. But now Iris had seen the death of her pokémon. She was expendable.

"Hey, Iris. It's me, Chili. Sorry to tell you this, but you're going to die." That priceless moment of sleep-deprived terror in the face of the ignorant female.

He slashed through her throat, not feeling the slightest bit of regret. Eh, Cilan'll find another girlfriend.

The sunlight streamed through the window. Wait, sunlight?

I gotta go, now! Chilisear lept back through the window and landed not-so-gracefully as a half-formed human on the asphalt below. He looked around after the transformation completed, but no one seemed to have noticed, or cared.

He walked onto the main street, turning towards the Pokémon center's main entrance just as he heard it.

"NOOOOOOOOOO! Iris!" Yes, it was Cilan.

That was the first time Chili realized what he had done. He had murdered. Multiple times, in fact. First it was Cress, his own brother. Then the Sandile and Darumaka. And now this. His brother's girlfriend, Iris, and her Axew.

Even though he was confused and alone, he knew one thing was certain. He had to get out of here. And fast.

A/N: Yeah, so I'm going for Chilisear being a sociopath, and normal Chili being, well, normal.