Love and Death

"We are despised in society out of jealousy for how we look..."

"Why did I choose the Eevee, Audino!"Cried out the small Prince as he was under the process of being fitted by the many maids surrounding him for royalty wear.

"Hush now, my Prince! This is no time to complain, you chose your Princess and thats that! Although you really should have chosen that adorable Petilil." Responded the Audino as she continued with the Prince's fitting.

"I was under pressure, okay!" Shouted the Prince. "You try choosing a beautiful maiden in front of hundreds of Pokémon, knowing that she's going to be your bride for life as they count down and choose for you!"

"You have a point, my Prince. But it's too late to complain about it now!"Replied the Audino. The young Prince only sighed again.

"You too, have a point Audino… I'll have to make due with what I got."Said the Prince.

"That's the spirit my Prince! Now hold still as I settle this corset on your small frame."Replied the Audino, the corset in her arms.

"Audino!"

"Why did he choose me…"Muttered the Eevee to herself. The maids beside her continued to measure the small Princess for appropriate royalty wear. Once Chancey took measurements on her head and couldn't help but overhear her.

"In his defense, my Princess, he was under quite a lot of pressure from the constant shouts of the crowd."She told the small Princess.

"Pressure…"Muttered the Eevee. "So it most likely wasn't because of my looks…"She said rather happily. The Chancey couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

"When it comes to choosing a mate for life, a Prince looks for more in a Princess besides looks. Don't you think so?"Said the Chancey as she continued her fitting. The Eevee let a small smile blossom across her face.

"Thank you, fellow maid."Responded the happy Eevee.

Once the fitting was done for the Prince and Princess, the two were set upon a massive Mamoswine and were paraded across the entire kingdom. Many looked on happily at the cute couple as they threw confetti to celebrate this happy occasion. The couple in question seemed happy as well, both of them smiling happily throughout the entire festival.

"They're good actors."Said the Queen. The King nodded beside her.

"It's for the good of the people, and they know it. They're going to be a fine King and Queen when they grow up. Though I wish they were actually happy."Said the Emboar. The Queen shrugged beside him.

"Only time will tell…"

The parade was done, and the couple was finally left alone atop the Kingdom Peak. The Kingdom Peak is the tower that connects to the castle that looms high above the kingdom. One could see the entire Kingdom and the vast valley ahead. If one had amazing eye sight, they could even see the ocean. Now, the couple looked at the sunset ahead. None of them said anything for a long while…

"… Princess Eevee… I uuhhhh… Apologize for what happened today…" Said the Prince slowly. The Eevee's ears twitched lightly. She turned to face the small Prince, a hint of confusion on her face.

"Apologize for what, my Prince?"Asked the Princess.

"At the choosing… I was under immense pressure and I kinda chose you…"Replied the Prince. He hated serious conversations about this. And he had good reason too. He was only five years of age! It made him feel all awkward and fuzzy… The Eevee must have sensed his nervousness for she chuckled lightly.

"Nonsense my Prince. I'm actually quite happy that you chose me…"Replied the Eevee. It was the Princes turned to seem confused. Did she not look uninterested when she came in? He swore she did!

"Pardon, my Princess… But when you came into the Royal Hall you seemed… Bored…"Said the Prince bluntly. The Eevee looked down for a moment.

"Yes I… Admit I was quite bored when I came into the Kingdom… And truth be told I thought if I seemed uninterested at the event you wouldn't choose me…"Replied the Eevee. The Prince's confusion grew.

"… But why…? Most, if not all Princesses, want to be chosen by the Prince… Why not you…?"Asked the Prince. The two were silent for a long time. The cool breeze bristled past the Eevee's silver fur.

"… Because I was afraid… I was afraid that if you chose me it wouldn't have been out of love… But for my fur… It would have been for my fur, and throughout our entire marriage you would treat me less than a Pokémon!" Tears threatened to come out of the Eevee's eyes. "It's what happened to my Great Great Grandmother and It's what will happen to me!"She yelled. The two were silent once more. The Eevee sniffled as she looked away. "… I'm happy that you chose me… Because… At least this way… I'm under the protection… Of the Royal Family…"

The small Prince understood immediately. He had read about the rare shiny Pokémon in Oolacille's vast library. They were extremely rare, and for that they were treated less than Pokémon. Despite their beauty that the color difference gave them, many Pokémon frowned upon them out o jealousy. It is said that in the Kingdom of Stalinda, if a shiny Pokémon was found they would be stoned to death. In the Kingdom of Aquanelle, it is illegal to kill a shiny Pokémon, but it isn't so to imprison them. And in the Kingdom of Rockfort, there are rumors of a black market that buy and sell Shiny Pokémon. However, in the Kingdom of Oolacille, Shinies are seen as an equal. Though they are still frowned upon, and that much is proven so by the denial of the Royal Court to pass out the law to help Shinies in the world out there. Truly, being born into this world as a Shiny would be hell on Earth for that Pokémon.

The small Prince wrapped one arm around the Eevee, who tensed at his sudden touch, but soon relaxed under it.

"It is true, I'm afraid. Most, If not all Prince's, choose their brides purely out of looks. And in our case, I guess I kinda did the same. But can you blame us? We're mere Princes, not Lucarios. We don't know everything, we don't know how a Pokémon is inside. We are normal, everyday Pokémon, like the rest of the world. We choose good-looking Princesses in hopes that they'll be just as good in the inside. It would be better than choosing an ugly Princess with an ugly personality, like Gothita from Stalinda, wouldn't you agree?" Said the Prince with a smile. This earned a chuckle from the Eevee.

"But Eevee, I didn't choose you because of your fur. Yes, I admit, it's beautiful. But when it comes to choosing your bride for the rest of your life, looks are out of the question. I chose you because you seemed the least spoiled out of all the Princesses. And I was right, you don't want me for my power… I'm glad I chose you…"Said the Ralts with a sweet smile. The Eevee craned her neck to look up at the Prince, the blush clearly evident in the dying sunlight.

"I'm glad you chose me too… My Prince…"She said.

"Call me Crails."Responded the Prince as he held the smile.

"Then call me Gwyn."Said the Princess as she returned the small. And so the two held each other close as they gazed upon the sunset before them. Sure, they may have been a bit too young to experience a moment like that, but they didn't care. They were in love, it was written all over their faces.

Darkness Incarnate

"My fair Princess Eevee! I shall send some of my best knights to accompany you on your trip back home. I hope your return to your kingdom is a safe one." Said the King. The King, Prince, and Princess were in the throne room to say their goodbyes to the Eevee.

"Thank you my King. It has been my great pleasure to meet you in person. I pray you would not take offense from this next statement, but you're a lot smaller than how my family described you."Said the Eevee. The King only chuckled happily. It seemed to be an inside joke, for the King was huge, but not as huge as Pokémon describe him to be. But was that so bad? He was the King! It was good to look intimidating. The small Prince was about as tall as his father's foot though, and that was something! Of course, the Prince could just be naturally small. Either way, it was good to bask in the glory of standing taller than other people.

"Nonsense! I know I'm huge, but what do you expect? I'm the King! I can't always rely on my knights to protect me!"Boasted the King. The Princess chuckled along with the jolly King. She then turned to the small Prince with a smile as she walked up to him.

"And it has especially been my great pleasure to meet you, my Prince." Said the Eevee. Before anyone else said a thing, the Princess pressed her lips against the Prince's, whose pale complexion instantly turned beat red. Victoria giggled fiercely at the color change on her brothers face and the King suppressed a fierce nosebleed with a struggle. The Princess broke the kiss as she stepped back with a smile.

"May we meet again… Crails…" She said before turning around. Her silver tail waved behind her as she walked graciously down the carpet, her followers awaiting her at the doorway. The small Prince looked at her go, a small trickle of blood flowing down his lips. When the Princess was gone, the King yelled out happily.

"Crails! I'm so proud of you! Your first nosebleed! This is indeed a joyous occasion!"Said the King as he bent down to lightly pat his sons back. Victoria sighed before giggling lightly. "Father…"

"… Shouldn't there be something else you should be proud about, father?"Said the small Prince, referring to his first kiss.

"Kisses come and go, but nosebleeds are forever!"The King stated a little too proudly. The small Prince only remained silent, as well as the Princess. When it came to their father and nosebleeds, there was simply no reasoning with him.

"Anyhow, I'm going to go prepare for the night. It's been a long day, and mother asked me to do something for her. Goodnight father, Crails."The Kirlia bowed elegantly before leaving the Royal Hall. When the two were alone, the small Prince quickly turned to his father.

"Father… I wish to ask you something important…"Said the small Prince. The King nodded and knelt in front of his son to face him properly. He knew it was going to be a serious conversation, for he rarely came to him about advice. His own son just couldn't see the wonders of beautiful Princesses… The King realized he was still towering above the Prince and sat on the floor instead. He patted his thigh, motioning for the Prince to sit on him there. The Prince complied, and after a brief climb he sat upon his father's lap.

"What is it you wish to talk about, son?"Asked the King.

"… When I chose Princess Gwyn as my bride… Neither you or mom were against it, despite how frowned upon it is to have Shinies in the Royal Family… Well, you somewhat were, but that was because of the Petilil, not because of her fur… Yet you guys accepted my decision without a single complaint, in fact, you two encouraged it. Aren't you two mad…?"Said the Prince, a sad frown on his face. He looked up to his father, who seemed to be in deep thought, which was a first for the King. All he thought about was Princesses it seemed… Finally, he patted his sons head lightly with a smile.

"Crails, your our son, the Prince of Oolacille. We respect whatever decision you make as a Prince. If you wanted to raise the Kingdom's taxes, we'll raise them! If you wanted to burn all the books in our library, we'll burn em! If you wanted us to hang a Pokemon in our kingdom, hell, we'll start a genocide! The point is, you're our son, and no matter what you decide to do as a Prince, we'll be right behind you all the way. Because we love you."Responded the King, the smile still there. The small Prince returned the smile.

"Thanks dad… I'm glad you have nothing against Gwyn…"Said the Prince, a small blush appearing on his face at the mention of her name.

"She'll be treated as family immediately! Maybe that will encourage Pokemon to have a different outlook on the Shinies of our society."Stated the King happily. Truth be told, though the Royal Court refused to pass a law that would stop Shiny cruelty around the globe, the Royal Family have been working hard to help the hated species for the past several hundred years. The Kingdom of Oolacille accepting Shinies as an equal was their first step towards helping the hated species.

"Anyhow, Crails. It seems to be getting late, and we need you in tip top shape tomorrow to continue your duties as a Prince! So get to bed young Pokemon."The King set the small Prince on the carpeted floor as he stood up.

"Choosing which maidens are the most beautiful in our kingdom so you can go give them medals for being beautiful in person isn't a Princes duty, father. But it is getting rather late…"Sighed the small Prince. He wasn't complaining though, the sooner he got to bed the better.

"Exactly! So get to bed and get some shut eye! And so help me Arceus if I catch you staying up late I'll feed you to the Rattattas!"Stated the King in a serious tone.

"I don't necessarily understand what there is to fear in those Rattattas…"Said the Prince bluntly. The Kings tone got even more serious.

"Our Rattattas are in the top percentage of Rattattas…"Was all the King said. The Prince rolled his eyes as he turned to leave. Walking down the royal carpet, he began to look forward to the nights events. The doomed Prince was oblivious to the grisly darkened clouds that began to reign over the Kingdom…

"Brother, be sure to get some good rest tonight. I have this ominous feeling that something bad is going to happen if you don't…"Said Victoria as she walked the small Prince to his room. The castle they resided in was extremely large and was fairly easy to get lost in. But what could you expect from the kingdom with the most power in all the land?

"Your just crazy, Vic. Besides, I have to catch up on my mental training tonight. That Gothita broke through my telepathic barrier during the choosing. I'm sure you sensed it as well."Replied the Prince. It unnerved him when he heard her voice in his head. It meant he was still too weak mentally. If he ever wanted to surpass his sister he was going to have to put himself into more rigorous training. He wanted to surpass her badly. Which is why he trained mentally at night. The only ones that know is his sister and his maid Audino.

"I'm just saying Crails… Be careful with what you do tonight…"The Princess wrapped her arms around her brothers neck, his red disk pressing into her small chest. "I may not show it brother, but I do worry about you, and I'm sure you know it too." The small Prince squirmed in his sisters sudden embrace.

"Alright alright! I'll be careful sis… Sheesh… You worry me sometimes…"The Ralts broke free of his sisters hold after a brief struggle. It made him eerily uncomfortable whenever his sister got too close to him. He couldn't quite explain why though…

"Alright little brother, have a good night's rest."The Princess smiled before turning around and walking down the long castle hallway. The Prince rolled his eyes before entering his room. In truth he had felt that ominous feeling his sister said was feeling, and still was. He couldn't quite help but feel that it had something to do with his father… Perhaps he should check up on him… The small Prince shook his head. It was his father he was talking about. The King. Whatever it was, he could take it care of it. So the Prince began to mentally strain his mind to improve his mental capabilities under the darkness of his room. He didn't bother lighting up candles. Once his eyes closed he could practically see his room through the power of Psychic. His room and the rest of the castle beyond. A small bonus for the mighty Psychic types. Amidst his training, something caught his eye. He settled his vision on his father's side of the castle. Something seemed off… Perhaps he should go check on him after all… With a heavy sigh, the small Prince put a hold to his training to check on his oaf of a father.

Upon walking towards his father's chambers, a feeling of uneasiness began to seep into the small Prince. He couldn't quite shake the feeling something awful was going to happen. Or was happening already… The Prince sped up, practically speed walking towards his father's room now. It was then that he noticed the clouds outside. They seemed far darker than usual. Finally, he got to his father's bedroom doors. With a strong push, he hadn't bothered to use his psychic abilities out of worry, he got the doors open. What happened next changed his fragile little life forever…

Yes, Ralts have necks. Still no reviews huh? Am I that bad? Would love some right about now. Or is it the crappy Summary? Well, it's my first story here, so I guess I should be patient.