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Silent Sigh: I'm glad you will keep reading Dan!

Draco the Sprit Dragon: I'm happy that I have hopefully made another sneasel fan. Look for more action in this chapter as well.

Phoenix Feather: Ok I'll add that. But can I have your e-mail address so I can ask you any questions that might come up? Plus you where not to late to sign up.



Chronic Seifer: I'll keep working on the chapters, even though I am going out of town for a three to six days. I'll probably have to print the char. Bios for the next part…

Magmwolf: Yes it is! And if you want to know your character will be showing up as soon as I get back to the changelings again.

Tempral Bouncer: I figured as much. I got really excited about this and didn't proofread the first chapter. I should go back and look over it again. As for your question about being a beta reader, sure why not. Would you mind started with chapter three?

Dragoness: Ash may be in this, I haven't decided yet. I know he will be at least mentioned. But if he is he won't come in till much later.



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1 Perspective two: The trainers

1.1 Witches: chapter 1



The sunset painted the afternoon sky a multitude of reds as the ancient enemies faced off. The girl was about 5' 3" and was wearing a black one piece sleeveless dress that came down to mid hips gray boots with steel toes and gray fingerless gloves. She had curly black hair that reached her neck and violet eyes with a pale complexion. And those eyes where focused on the boy across from her. Her opponent was a boy in a white shirt with cream-colored jeans on. He had on white sneakers and had spiky blonde hair. He had crystal blue eyes, and he was about 5' 10"

"So Witch, it comes down to this, another chapter in the duel between our families," the boy said his eyes holding a steely focus.

"Another chapter logged in defeat Gladius," the girl said. She lifted her hand palm out and a small red and white sphere appeared in a flash of light. She griped the pokéball, for that is what it was, in her hand closing her fist around it. The boy responded by drawing his own from his pocket and holding it at his waist like a gunslinger. He threw his pokéball down with a spin the same time she opened hers by taping the release with her index finger.

"Pokémon go!" Was the simultaneous battle cry. In a flash of white light and a puff of smoke two creatures where summoned on to the battlefield. One was a large purple beetle like pokémon with a large horn sticking out of its head, the other a pink pokémon with a white underbelly and a clam with a spiral shell on its tail.

"Brawler, Earthquake, then dodge!" The blonde sixteen year old ordered his heracross.

"Trader, brace yourself with withdraw, then confusion," the twelve year old girl ordered her slowbro. The bug/fighting type when first, stomping the ground, sumo style and sending out a shock wave of ground based power. The slower dopey pokémon slowly pulled her tail in front of her and a sheen of blue energy surrounded her the second the ground type attacked connected. The withdraw defense was fast for such a slow pokémon, but the attack was faster and caused the slowbro to stagger.

"Great, Now take down!" the boy yelled out hoping to end the match quickly. Trader however had regained her footing and hit the charging pokémon with a tele-psychic burst. Brawler reared back from his shoulder ram as the water/psychic prepared an attack.

"Slow him down with a thunder wave!" The girl ordered.

"Protect yourself!" The boy ordered. The wave of electric energy hit the shimmer white barrier Brawler put up. "Now reversal!" The boy ordered.

"Now learn why you can't win! Trader Psychic!" The girl cried out. The large bug charged forward and hit the slower pokémon with a fury of hits and horn strikes. Brawler grabbed the slowbro and heaved her to his shoulders and horn, slamming the dozy pokémon into the ground behind him in massive backdrop. With a flip the bug/fighting type attempted to end the battle in his favor by dropping on the laid out pokémon's head. Suddenly Trader's eyes started to glow bright blue as the telltale psychic glow surrounded him. He was lifted in the air as Trader stood up. Both pokémon where incased in an aura of blue light that off set the setting sun. The slowbro lifted the heracross with her mind, and then slammed him into the ground with extreme force. With a bit of crushing mental pressure, she relented, thinking him finished.

[Did I win, Gloria?] Trader asked her trainer.

[Not yet,] the girl, know to one and all as Gloria Witch, sent back. The heracross burst out form the small crater he formed in Route Seven. Battered and bruised, the only reason he was still was standing was endure.

"Artemis, give it up. He can't take anymore punishment," she said softly. The blond known as Artemis Gladius narrowed his eyes at her then returned his starting pokémon as she did hers.

"This isn't over by a long shot. If my ringer wasn't so tired from fighting Sabrina's psychics, we would give you a real run for you money," He said handing over half his earnings he had on him.

"Well you're the one who just had to battle now instead of waiting to get your pokémon healed," she shot back.

"Both of you stop. This has gone on far enough. Can you let each other be for one day," said another female voice. The two quarreling trainers turned to face the one who had spoken. It was a fourteen-year-old girl with a dunsparce at her side. She was petit with brown eyes and long white hair in a ponytail. She had on brown sandals and a matching short sleeve dress. A ribbon was tied in her hair.

"Selene…" Artemis started to say, but was interrupted by his sister.

"No buts. There is no reason you have to continue fighting," she said with a sigh.

"Selene is right. Later Artemis," the black haired trainer said as she left. "We'll finish this some other time."

"Some other time, Witch." He said watching her go. Gloria headed back toward Saffron City. She was deep in thought. (Here I am with five badges, five pokémon, and light years behind my brother. I find that I am at a bit of a loss at what I want to do with my life. At first I wanted to show my older brother that I was pokémon master material, like he is. But now I have a restless feeling inside of me. Oh well, what will come will come. I will choose my fate later. Right now I will heal the gang, then head out to Celadon City,) Gloria thought as she reached the entrance of the pokémon center. She entered and looked around. The center was spotless and effectively run like all pokemon centers, the Nurse Joy and chansey making a seamless team. The dark hair trainer sauntered over to the counter and asked the pink haired nurse to heal and recharge her five pokémon.

After a short wait, the five pokemon where ready and recharged. But the wait was long enough. There was no time to make to Celadon City before nightfall. Gloria sighed and asked Nurse Joy for a room for the night. As soon as she opened the door to her room, she released all five of her pokémon. There was Trader her slowbro, Shaker the magmar, Mover the misdreavus, Beary the teddiursa and Bully the miltank. Her five pokémon stretched and looked about.

"Alright ladies. We're still in Saffron, but we won't be for long. Tomorrow morning and we are off to Celadon City and from there, Fuchsia City. So I need you to get some rest and relaxation tonight because tomorrow is going to be busy!" She exclaimed reclining on the single bed in her room. Trader sat down next to her and momentarily spaced out.

"Teddi ursa ted?" Beary asked holding her arms out for a hug. Gloria obliged by picking up the small bear like pokémon and doing just that. Mover lived up to her name and darted around the room randomly. Bully found a corner to her likening and plopped down, looking at the others in some annoyance. Shaker shook her head and grabbed the necklace of the ghost type when she zipped past.

"Magmar," she simply said letting go of the erratic pokémon who slowly floated down looking puzzled at the fire type. Gloria giggled then put her teddiursa down on the bed next to Trader.

"I'll be back, I just need to get ready," Gloria said. A black backpack appeared in her room in a flash of light. She pulled out some pajamas, a pair of slippers, a robe, a washcloth and towel along with a road toiletry kit. She left the room with her arms full. The night found them in soundly sleeping. Bully was in the corner under the window. Beary was with Gloria in the bed, with Trader curled up at the foot. Shaker was curled up opposite Bully with Mover hovering on her back asleep. The peace of the room was not disturbed until a visitor dropped in. As the night moved on, the wall next the window blew in a crash of nose. Gloria shot up as Mover awoke with a screech that must have woke up half of Saffron city. She gapped at the Steelix that was staring back at her. The head of the massive pokémon retracted and a shadowy figure stood there in half-moon light.

"Gloria Witch, if you want to live, I suggest you get out of here and on the midnight magnet train," The figure jumped on his steel/ground type as it borrowed underground.

"Hey come back here!" She exclaimed. She quickly recalled her half- awake pokémon, except Mover. In a flash of blue energy she was wearing her street clothing. She grabbed her backpack and dashed out after the mysterious trainer. She rushed over to the hole and jumped in screaming, "Flash!" The tunnel sloped down in a gentle incline. The irate trainer and her ghost quickly moved after the steelix. In fact it seemed as though the both were gliding through the air. The tunnel leveled out, at times cutting through the sewers and underground of the city. The pair followed until the tunnel sloped up to the surface. Gloria leapt out of the tunnel and landed in a crouch looking around. She was in front of the magnet train terminal. She tried to get a feel for the person and pokemon that interrupted her rest, but got nothing but a veiled sense of malice. She glanced back toward the pokémon center then stared. There was a massive fireball in the making where the center used to be. A second later the shockwave hit shaking the ground and causing the tunnel to collapse.

"Misdreavus…" Mover said in awe.

"You said it…who ever that was just saved my life," she said steadying her self. "Come on let's blow this pop stand," She said turning and moving into the terminal. Gloria brought a ticket and boarded. The train jumped into motion just as she got on and rocketed out of the station. The rest of the night and into the early morning she spent lightly dozing and prepared to jump ship, so to speak. She also kept Mover out with her. When the train stopped a very nervous and grumpy Gloria disembarked in Goldenrod City. As she was about to leave the terminal, she saw a news broadcast on television.

"At eleven fifty-seven, two explosions rocked Kanto. One was at the Pokémon Master's Manor at Indigo Plateau, the second the Saffron City Pokémon center. We don't know the status of the current pokémon master, Johnson Witch. As of now, authorities are looking for the Mr. Witch's only living relative, his younger sister Gloria Witch. We will keep you posted on anymore-late breaking events," Said the news anchor.

(Brother…) Gloria thought as she stared at the TV. Her hyperactive ghost pokémon quickly mirrored her sad and thoughtful expression as she sat down on a bench outside of the train terminal.

"Mover, now what? I should I go to Indigo Plateau or should I stay low and look for whoever did those bombings?" She asked her companion exhaustedly.

"That sounds like a pretty hard choice. You might want to sleep on it before you decide," a kindly voice said. Both Gloria and her pokémon turned to face the person who spoke up. It was a fifteen-year-old teenager with dark brown eyes, wavy yet short brown/dark brown hair. He had dark skin and stood at about five-six and was about one hundred and fifty three pounds. He was wearing a long sleeved red shirt and blue jeans with name brand sneakers. He had a bit of a bulky physique but he was mostly average. He was walking a growlithe, which explained why he was up at this early of an hour.

"Huh? Who are you?" she questioned shooting up in a defensive stance.

"Me, well I'm just a concerned nobody. Don't mind me, I'll just be leaving," he said somewhat embarrassed.

"Wait," she said. She stared in his eyes for a second, reading his intent, then she smiled. "You're right. Do you know where the pokémon center is for this city?" she asked.

"Sure. My buddy and I just came from there. Right Growlithe?" He asked. The pokémon in question was watching Mover who was spinning rapidly in place for no reason.

"Grow?" he asked looking back at his trainer questionability.

"We're helping this girl find the pokémon center. By the way that reminds me, what's your name?" He turned back to her.

"Silly of us for not asking that first. My name's Gloria, Gloria Witch, and you?" She asked smiling the first time since she woke up that night.

"Name's Ryan. Come on let's go, we can talk on some more on are way there," Ryan said. As the two new friends and their pokémon left the threshold of the station two people on the station roof were watching them.

"Thanks, I owe you one," said the tall young man in a white blazer.

"Not really, I was happy to do it," the other said. "But why didn't you help her yourself?" he asked.

There was a pause, and then the first voice said, "She must accept her destiny herself. But first she has to see the truth with unclouded eyes… she will be a very powerful spirit, if she accepts. " The second figure looked away for a moment then looked back towards the first.

"I'm not sure what you mean. But she…" he started to say, but the only thing left on the building was him, and a small folded peace of paper. He picked it up and unfolded it. He read the short note, then carefully folded it up and placed it in his pocket. He pulled out a pokéball from his black leather jacket and released the flying pokémon inside and took of the roof. And the station remained with the still rising sun and silence, the last witness of the long night.

Later that afternoon Gloria finished her sleep and woke up. She at first was disorientated, but quickly remembered where she was and how she got there. Shaking her head and stretching she got of the bed she was lying in and preceded to get ready for the day, or what was left of it. After she got dressed and checked on her pokémon, she went looking for her new acquaintance. She found him up and ready to go, with a duffle bag over one shoulder. He was talking to Nurse Joy, but turned to her when she walked in.

"Nurse Joy was telling me that you had gotten up and I should wait for you," Ryan said.

"Well, thanks for you suggestion last night. I now know what I am going to do. I am going to Indigo, but not by the train. I am going back down route thirty-four, then thought Ilex Forest, Azalea Town, Union Cave, out to route thirty-two, through Violet City, along route thirty and thirty- one to Cherygrove City. I'll then take route twenty-nine past New Bark Town, then to Indigo Plateau along route twenty-six and seven," She said waving him over and showing him the path along a map she pulled out of her bag.

"Well that really is a round-about way to get there. And how will you get pass Victory Road that way?" He asked. "That will take you to the main Elite Stadium and the Master's Manor."

"That's easy. I only need three more badges. I can get one here, then in Azalea and one in Violet. Also I have someone waiting to meet me there on the inside, so to speak, so I should have no problems," she said waving his concerns off. She put her map back and shrugged he backpack on her shoulders. "Well, I'll be seeing ya!" she said as she turned and left. Ryan picked up his duffel bag and followed her quietly.

Gloria started to head in the direction of where she thought the gym was. As she walked Ryan quietly matched her pace. The walked in silence for a few blocks, then he spoke up. "The gym is in the other direction," He said. She stopped, the looked at him.

She sighed then asked, "Could you show me the way?" He smiled and did just that. The two of them found the gym in short order, but as they were about to enter it, a voice hailed them.

"Wait, if you about to challenge the gym leader, can I interest you in a pokémon battle," he said. The two trainers turned to find a nineteen-year old with brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a backwards hat, a white t-shirt with basketball shorts and sneakers. He was six feet in height and over his right shoulder he had a pole with a cloth bag tied to it. This is where he kept his traveling supplies. He also had a guitar strapped to his back and a pidgey on his left shoulder.

"Gloria, I'll battle since I already have this badge," Ryan said putting down his duffel bag and drawing a pokéball. "What's your name stranger?"

"The name's Jean-Paul Harrison," he said pulling a pokéball from the bag. They both walked a good distance from each other and the front door of the gym.

"My name's Ryan and this parking lot will be out battleground. Two on two, no switching, no time limit and anything goes; do you agree?" he asked.

"Fine with me," Jean-Paul said.

"I will act as judge," Gloria said walking between and to the left of them. "On my mark throw out your pokémon," she said. "Now go!" And with that two orbs left their owners hands and struck the asphalt. Jean-Paul threw his like a basketball free throw, while Ryan threw his with the air of one who at done it dozens of times.

In two instant flashes two pokémon appeared. One was a bulky black and yellow pokémon named electabuzz. This brawny electric type of Ryan's looked ready to battle. The other was the wild bull pokémon named Tauros. The three-tailed steer of Jean-Paul's lowered his head and prepared to charge.

"Start this off big Chronos, thunder!" Ryan ordered.

"Endure the hit Bill, then crush him with Take down," Jean-Paul ordered. The electabuzz gathered electricity and sent it straight up in the air as his opponent braced himself. The massive charge came down in a pillar of light and force that lit the parking lot up with yellow light and caused a wind to blow everyone's cloths. As the smoke cleared, Bill charged out of the devastation and ran Chronos in the ground. After trampling the other pokémon the normal type skidded around up, keeping himself within close striking range.

"Tauros? * The wild bull asked his foe somewhat charred. Chronos muttered something in return from the ground.

"Chronos don't take that, thunder punch!" Ryan said still keeping his cool after such a brutal exchange. (That tauros is at a higher level. If I had started with Ronso like I had planed…) Chronos leapt on his feet and swing a fist laced with electricity in to the charging Bill's face. Unfortunately, the other pokémon was too massive and still connected with another take down as he absorbed the blow. They both went down hard.

"Whoa, Bill do you think you can still go on?" Jean-Paul asked concerned. His pokémon responded by getting shakily to his feet and lowing his head at his opponent.

Ryan silently asked his pokémon the same with his eyes when Chronos looked back him. Chronos nodded his head as he stood up. Ryan gave his pokémon a proud smile then spoke to the rival trainer. "That's some pokémon you got there."

"Yours is impressive too. But enough is enough. Earthquake!" Jean- Paul's pokémon smirked then stomped the ground with one fore hoof sending a shockwave that was powerful enough to cause all three trainers to stumble. The ground bulked and moved in wave toward Chronos. He was to close to avoid it and the attack sent him flying. Before he hit the ground his trainer recalled him.

"Good job!" Ryan said to his pokémon inside his pokéball. "Now, I end this match," he whispered as he glared at Jean-Paul and his tired and winded pokémon. "Raynor, go!" He yelled as he drew and threw out his next pokéball. The capture sphere broke open and spilled out his next pokémon in a wash of white light. It was a powerfully built blastoise.

"Blast!" Raynor yelled his war cry to the heavens as his cannons came out of his shell.

"Bill, return. You're no match for that one tired as you are," Jean- Paul said. (Bill was my strongest pokémon. The only one I have that can fight that one is John, but if he knows any ice moves…) "Ok, John, you're next," Jean-Paul said. His pokéball flew and hit the ground and broke open. His pokémon took to the air the moment it appeared. The pidgeot did a loops and turns before landing in front of Raynor. The two powerful and high-level pokémon stared at each other and prepared to rip in to each. Just as their trainer's prepared to order an attack, a voice broke the mood of tense competition.

"What a delightful battle. But it lacks something. It lacks the spice and flavor of true bloodshed and pain. Where is the death, the emotion? So can it really be called a battle? More like a glorified scuffle!" said the voice in mocking competent. The three humans and three pokémon turned their attention to the roof of the gym. On the roof was a young woman in a soft purple body suit, with black boots black gloves that reach to her elbows and a white joy theater mask which covered her whole face. She had on a long black scarf and had her black hair styled in a short ponytail. There where three glowing blue symbols on her mask and five on each glove, one glowing on the back of the hand and for around the back around the hole.

"And who are you lady?" Ryan asked annoyed at the interruption.

"I young peasant, am Maestro. And I will be your executioner," she said pointing a hand at him palm forward. A white glowing sphere formed in her palm as the symbols started shine brighter. A rainbow spear of pure energy lanced out at him. The beam traveled so quickly and was so surprising that Raynor had no time to help his trainer. The blast hit and the water type was blasted back by the shockwave. A globe of white light formed from the impact before it was obscured by dust and smoke. Wild laughter spilled from Maestro's as the miniature mushroom cloud died down. The two trainers and the two pokémon stood up watching the debris fall down.

"Ryan…" Gloria gasped out as she starred at the smoking crater in the ground. Maestro leapt to the ground firing as she came. Jean-Paul jumped on his flying type and took to the air to avoid the assault, his pidgey taking off from his shoulder and following. But Gloria just stood with her head bowed, as the blasts seemed to bend around her. She looked up and glared at the mad woman with her eyes glowing solid blue. She lifted her hands palms out and screamed, "You want a battle, then you got it!" A ball of fire appeared in front of her a launched at the charging Maestro who hit it in mid air with a well time blast. The explosion rocked the whole area and rattled the glass on the gym. When the smoked cleared a glowing blue psychic aura surrounded Gloria. Maestro stood back and laughed again.

"I should of known. Gloria Witch. The Witches have always been known to be some of the world's strongest psychics. So not only are you a powerful telekinetic, you are pyrokinetic as well. But are you a strong pokémon trainer like your brother?" Maestro made a quick hand motion with her left and there was a pokéball in that hand. "Are you brave enough to accept my challenge, or are you too afraid to fight like a true trainer?" she asked.

Gloria stuck her hand out palm up, and a pokéball appear spinning. "I accept, and you will regret crossing me," she hissed.

"And me," said a voice. Gloria turned in surprise, as Ryan came out around a parked van his blastoise at his side. He was completely uninjured.

"Count me in, nut jobs like you give pokémon trainers a bad name," Jean-Paul said floating down on his pokémon's back.

"And me," said a female voice behind Maestro's back. The four trainers and the three pokémon looked at the newest addition to the battlefield. It was a redheaded girl in a red in white outfit. It was the gym leader Whitney.

"Fine you four versus one of mine. Use as many pokémon as you like," Maestro said flipping off to the side and landing so that all of the others where in front of her in a half-circle. "Pokéball go!" She said throwing her pokéball straight down.

"Ditto," her pokémon cried when it was released. Gloria released her magmar and Whitney her clefairy. "D-2, let the blood flow!" she said with a laugh. And the ditto transformed into the biggest feraligatr that any one had seen. And with a roar it charged.