It was dusk, Evan stood out on the balcony of his guild room. The room was simple, just four beds, a chest, a small bathroom, and a balcony, but they were only a low rank so it was nothing too much. Crymson was in the bathroom taking a bath, and Raven was polishing her AK-47. Evan was still thinking about that girl h murdered a week before, and about what that thing in the cave was. Evan walked over to Raven.
"Hey Raven."
"Yes?" Raven asked.
"Remember that civilian I had to kill last week?"
"Yes, how come?"
"Nothing, never mind." Evan said.
Crymson walked out of the bathroom wearing her normal night clothes, Raven walked in for her turn.
"Hey Crymson." Evan said.
"Yes?"
"Do you have any idea what that thing in the cave was?"
"Well, glad to see you're finally talking again, but no, I don't know what that thing was. It was disgusting though."
"It was pretty bad, even for my standards, and I'm used to seeing torture like that."
"I don't see how you could live like that."
"It was pretty easy for me and Raven, natural born killers I guess."
"Yeah, you don't seem like that type of guy honestly."
"Well, you don't know killers then, they're all either psycho or like me."
"Really? I would expect those hateful people to be better killers."
"Well, they'll kill once, then they can't sleep with the guilt."
"Wow."
"Yeah, I think I'll go to bed now, night."
"Goodnight."
Evan blew of some candles so it was dark and got in bed.
[A Few Hours Later]
Evan hadn't slept at all. He decided to get up and look outside. He stood on the balcony looking down, he wasn't that high up, low ranked teams were like that. Out of nowhere he heard a faint scream. It sounded like it came from above. He decided to climb up, using each balcony or window, it was easy for him, he had had much experience in New York with building like this.
The tower seemed endless, but the screams got louder as he got up. He had made it past the clouds a while ago. Finally he was at the top. A bony cloaked figure was standing there, it had a horse face with green fire for eyes, and also two bony wings, it was like the creature from before.
"Ah, I knew you would come up here." He said, his voice was like many voices fused together, all of them demonic.
"Who are you?" Evan asked.
"You don't remember me? I thought I'd mean something to you, after all, I was your first kill in the past life."
"Oh, it's you, I don't even know you name."
"It's Virgil."
"Ok Virgil, what are you, and what was that creature in the cave?"
"We are Reapers! We want to end the death cycle!"
"Ok, I might care if I knew what that meant." Evan said coolly.
"Ugh, you are so stupid. When you die, you come here, whether you're a human or pokèmon. Pokèmon don't die often so there's practically none here. If you die here, you turn into a pokèmon. If you die as a pokèmon, then you reincarnate into a baby human, losing all your memories. That's what's called the death cycle. No new soul if ever made, and we reapers want to stop that."
"Ah, so why did you want me to come up here in the first place?"
"Because you're a zoroark, zoroark are guardians of the death cycle. That's why they're so rare. We want you dead."
"Ok, so you're going to kill me?"
"Yes!"
"I don't think you will."
"Why not?"
"Look behind you."
Virgil turned around just in time to see a blast of light hit him, Virgil vanished in darkness. Evan saw the figure that helped him, she had long, flowing blonde hair, she wore a long dress that was shorter in the front. There were golden arcs spiraling around her
"Great, now who are you? " Evan asked.
"I am Arceus, god of all pokèmon."
"Ok, so why did you help me? I could have handled it."
"We helped you because your fate ties into the fate of the death cycle. Also he was very close to the heavens, which is my domain. He picked a bad spot to be in."
"Ok, thanks for the help. You can leave now."
"No, I must tell you this: the reapers will try to kill the people here, protecting them rests in your hands. When a reaper kills someone, their soul is lost forever."
"Yeah… the thing is, I don't really want to."
"You must!"
"Why me, why not you?"
"Only mine and zoroark attacks affect reapers. And this is as far as I can go from the heavens, so it must be you, Raven, and Crymson."
"Ok ok, fine. Now, can you do me a favor and teleport me down to my room? Can gods do that?"
"Thank you, and yes, I can."
[The Next Morning]
Evan woke up to a knock on his door, but was too lazy to get up. Crymson got up and answered the door. There were three young teens there. One had jet black hair with white, teeth looking spikes, it was tied into a high ponytail. She had a scar going from her left temple to left mouth. She wore loose yellow long sleeved shirt and a black knee length skirt and black leather ankle boots. She was a mawile.
The next looked younger, she had curly black hair with yellow in low pigtails. She wore a fluffy orange long sleeve shirt, a black mini skirt, brown knee high boots, black suspenders, and a grey fedora. She also had a black choker with a lightning bolt jewel and a black lightning tail. She was an Emolga.
The last was a girl with long blonde hair, she had growlithe ears and tail, and wore an orange hoodie, black miniskirt, and black boots.
"Hey, my name is Ember." The emolga said. "And this is Sage," she said pointing to the mawile, she seemed shy.
"And I'm Sunset!" The growlithe said excitedly.
"Yes, we're here to show you around and help you on your first mission." Ember said.
"Oh, well thanks, can you give us some time to get ready?" Crymson asked."
"Oh, sure, we'll just wait out here." Ember said. They closed the door.
Evan jumped out of bed, still in all his normal clothes. "I'm ready." He said.
"Evan, give us some time too." Raven said, getting out of bed, she slept in black panties and a black tank top, and untied her hair. Raven found her normal clothes and put them on, then tied up her hair. Crymson took some clothes into the bathroom to change. In about five minutes they were ready. Cryson opened the door, and a bukkit of water fell on her head. The three younger girls started laughing.
"Sorry." Sage said.
"Mine!" Evan dashed over and picked up the bukkit, he started stroking it. Everyone except Raven looked at him strangely.
"He has a thing for bukkits, I'm not sure why." Raven explained.
"Ok bukkit, I'll leave you safely here." Evan said, setting the bukkit on his bed, before following all the girls out.
A/N I like bukkits. Bukkits bukkits bukkits bukkits bukkits bukkits
