It took me a little longer to get time to write this than I wanted lol. If it wasn't friends it was school lol. Then when I did have time I just wasn't in the mood and I didn't want to force myself to write or this chap would prob suck. Anyways on to the story I guess, things are continuing to progress as more and more stuff is revealed. Hopefully this chapter is enjoyable.

Chapter 45: "Who I am doesn't matter"

Point of View Black

So yet again I was stuck in my prison that resided within the cursed pokeball. Everything in this world looked the same as last time I was here, tall hill in the center that I was on with grass, tree's here and there and a never ending plain of grass. Along with the boring scenery there was also an artificial moon in the sky that didn't give me any form of energy like the normal moon would.

"This sucks" I pouted to myself as I lied down and yawned. I may as well get comfortable since I was going to be here Mew knows how long. I was still pretty annoyed that Hesh and Flare teamed up on me and got me in trouble, wouldn't it have been fair if we all split the blame equally even though none of us deserved it in the first place. Regardless I was now stuck in here for something I didn't do and I couldn't imagine Alex's opinion on me at this point. I mean seriously something bad with me comes up on a daily bases and I'm sure he's noticed by now.

"What a load of shit" I said to myself as I continued to relive the events of me getting in trouble a moment ago.

"So I see things have been going smoothly for you lately" A voice called out from behind me and my ears instantly pricked up and I slowly turned my head to reveal that jolteon that always haunted me at the worst times.

"You again" I growled at the creature that took the form of my dead brother Kaz.

"You seem disappointed" the jolteon said with a fake frown.

"Disappointed would be an understatement" I responded. The jolteon's frown stayed on his face as he nodded his head in disapproval.

"What do you want from me now?"

The jolteon instantly stopped frowning and looked at me with a serious look "Things are getting more serious and your barely getting by I've noticed" the jolteon said.

"Thanks for reminding me" I snarled at the jolteon who took little offense to my upset attitude.

"Oh well maybe you don't want my help" he said as he turned around and didn't face me and acted as if he was about to leave.

"Help" I questioned.

"Yes I was going to offer you help but if you keep up the attitude I don't see any point in helping a ran down whiney little umbreon" The jolteon said as he turned his head back at me to see my response. I did not approve of his little comment and I practically had to use all of my self-control to stop myself from killing him.

"And what would you be able to help with and why should I listen to you" I asked the lightning type.

The eevee evolution then let out a smile as he faced his entire body towards me and sat down "Because I know a thing or two that may help you."

"I'll listen but first who are you, I thought you were just a hallucination of my brother at first and I was crazy… but your not" I asked as I sat down as well.

The jolteon then shook his head "No, I'm afraid I'm not Kaz" the jolteon responded.

"Then why do you look exactly like him and why were you pretending this whole time" I asked as I let out a small growl of anger since he played me the whole time and I fell right for it like a idiot.

"I'm no jolteon and my true form will remain confidential for now" the liar said.

"Then what's your real name, I don't approve of you stealing his form or name" I said with spite.

"And your any better, you took his name and went by it for two years anyways back on topic of me helping you" the jolteon said.

"Right" I decided to cooperate even though he dodged answering my question.

"So as I've noticed you are pretty popular, you got Genesis trying to kill you, those assassin's and Crimson's trying to abduct you on top of all that" the jolteon reminded me.

"Get to the point" I said impatiently eager to get him to leave me alone.

"Calm down, my advice to you is to get better control of your abilities" the jolteon recommended.

"My evolution disorder ability" I asked.

"No" the jolteon responded instantly "You should never depend on that its only good one night out of a month and even then it can do a lot of damage to your body since your body isn't made for that stuff" the jolteon lectured. "I recommend learning how to use dark matter, you got some of it down with that shadow ball attack but that's nothing and even that attack is poorly done."

"Oh goodie are you going to teach me that stuff because I sure as hell know a lot of pokemon who know that stuff or maybe your referring to that murdering bastard umbreon from ambrette town" I said as my mouth drooled with sarcasm and somewhat misdirected anger

"I just wouldn't recommend going near pokemon like that guy, although I'm sure your bound to meet him again and if you do you won't luck out like you did last time" the jolteon said.

"So how do I learn this stuff then?"

"That umbreon you met today Nia, she too can use dark matter" the jolteon said.

"She can" I said in surprise.

"Yeah, umbreon's that have killed can use it as Stark once told you and she fits the bill" the jolteon said.

"She's… killed" I questioned in a shocked tone. Those words came to be a surprise to me, I knew she was kind of a bitch but I didn't suspect her to be a killer. That really changed my whole opinion of her.

"Yes and I know she can use dark matter."

"How do you know all of this" I then questioned the jolteon.

"I have my ways" the jolteon replied in a sly tone.

"Okay so you want me to ask her of all pokemon to teach me that" I asked as I cringed at the thought. Or on second thought he still is a hallucination and I'm just about to make a crazy ass fool of myself.

"Correct."

"But… She's kind of a… bitch" I said as I recalled her attitude problem.

"She's actually a really sweet girl once you get to know her. You just caught her at a really bad time and you will need to understand that she is actually a lot like you" the jolteon enlightened me.

"How is she anything like me" I asked in slight irritation that he would relate me to her of all pokemon.

"Your both head strong, both have emotion problem, both are very secretive about your lives, your both-" The jolteon was saying before I stopped him "Okay I get it" I growled.

"One more thing Ryder, she's not dumb and she knows that only umbreon's that have murdered someone can use dark matter" the jolteon said and my face instantly froze in place as my mind froze up as well.

"If she asks I'd recommend coming up with a really believable lie" The jolteon said. The instant he brought up that topic my ears slumped low and I looked down towards the grassy ground.

"Y-You know… but how…" I said in a terrified voice as I thought of all that could go wrong with someone actually knowing about this kind of stuff.

"I know everything there is to know about you Ryder and don't worry I'm not going to tell anyone" the jolteon said.

"Who are you… No one should know about that… no one does know about that" I said as I looked at the jolteon and I could feel my eyes growing heavier from the tears that were forming. No matter how much I didn't want to cry in front of him I couldn't help it and one by one tear's started escaping my eyes. The more I tried to stop crying the worse it made it and I instantly felt disgusted in myself.

"Like I said, who I am doesn't matter but I do promise you when the time comes you'll see" the jolteon said. "I'll give you some privacy since you are no longer mentally fit to have a conversation" the jolteon said and his body broke down into little black specs of matter and disapreared as they flew into the night sky.

Despite him being gone now I still felt extremely unsettled that anyone knew about that. People knowing about my family is one thing… but someone knowing that is something completely different and I have tried my hardest to make sure it stayed a secrete forever. Now some magic random pokemon that is an imposter knows my darkest secret.

Point of View Stark

After watching many memories of me killing pokemon who deserved better Vincent and I were both growing tired of watching the pitiful life I led. Most of the memories were just murder and when you watch them all back to back like a movie you really start to realize how bad of a person you are. I wasn't feeling guilty or nothing I just knew I was bad by the standards of an average pokemon or person.

"How many people have you killed" Vincent exclaimed in surprise.

"More then I should have" I replied as the next memory started forming in front of us. This memory appeared to take place in a parking garage, one of the parking garages with multiple floors and was made out of mostly cement. The parking garage was very worn down and had about a one inch thick layer of dust covering its floor. It appeared the memory took place on the second to top floor of the parking garage and it was now night outside and the outside also appeared to be Luminose city. In the middle of the parking garage there was a small pile of trash burning with a few pokemon surrounding it. On one side of the fire was a riolu with a sword that was sheathed sitting next to him on the ground and to his left was a raichu. On the opposite side of the fire I spotted myself sitting there with a rather bored expression on my face as the past me dozed off. Then my face nearly froze as I saw the pokemon sitting next to the past me.

"N-…Naomi" I said in a pained voice as I stared at the umbreon who was looking down at the ground with eyes that were longing for freedom from Jack. My eyes were locked on nothing but her now and I began walking towards her. Vincent followed behind me as well to see what I was doing.

"So Stark any good jobs lately" the raichu I remembered as Raiden asked.

The past me then snapped out of his daydream and looked up at the raichu with bored eyes "Killings just killing, nothing to note about it" The memory Stark replied.

The riolu then let out a big toothy smile as if he was remembering some exciting memories "I had a hell of a battle earlier this week. I got to fight a charmeleon who was actually not too bad" the riolu exclaimed.

"You don't say" the raichu responded.

"Yeah but he wasn't a match against my swordsmen ship" the riolu said as he glided his fingers along his sheathed sword.

"And you Raiden" the riolu asked the electric rat creature.

"Hmm, as stark said, killings killing and I don't get all gitty like you do when I put my life on the line like that" the raichu replied.

"Nothing makes me feel more alive than a good ol fight" the riolu said as he let out his toothy smile.

"Well at least someone is happy with this life" the raichu said as he looked at Naomi and noticed how she stared at the ground with a rather sad look on her face.

"Naomi you have hardly spoken since you've been caught by Jack is there something on your mind you'd like to say" the raichu asked with a friendly and caring tone. Naomi just kept her glare low and didn't make any eye contact with the group of killers.

"I don't want any of this" she said.

The raichu then let out a frown as he realized the umbreon's mental state "I know it's hard, but after a while you'll get use to this life and killing will be as easy as anything else" the raichu said.

Vincent and the real me continued to watch the memory, the nerves in my heart were being plucked one by one as I watched the horrible life Naomi was forced to live because of me. She deserved so much better and in the end I hesitated to kill Jack and it cost her life.

"I don't want to get use to this life… I just want to go home" Nia shouted out as tears began to escape her eyes and fall onto the concrete floor and began forming a puddle of sorrow "I can't do this" she continued to cry as everyone including the past me looked at her cry, although none of us but the raichu were fazed by her emotions.

"What a load of shit" the riolu piped up as he stood up and looked at the umbreon. "You can't kill? Everyone can kill you just have to tap into your inner instinct's and soon you'll realize we were all born to kill one another" the riolu shared his theories.

"That's enough Sam" the raichu yelled as he stood up and electricity started to spark on his cheeks. The riolu then let out a smile of joy and he kicked his sword at an angle and it flew into the air and he caught it and held the sword handle in his right hand and the sheath in the other.

"Everyone is a born killer, you just don't know because of all this world peace shit they feed you. Who knows maybe she'll even learn to enjoy this life like me" the riolu said as he started to withdraw his sword slowly.

"Your not helping you bastard, just lay off her and let her get use to this stuff before you spew more of your dumb theories" the raichu yelled in anger.

"I'm going to enjoy this, I've always wanted to see what your made of Raiden" Sam said as he completely withdrew his sword and swung it towards the raichu who dodged it with ease. The riolu then thrusted his sword forward in a stabbing motion. The raichu clapped both of his hands together and caught the sword right before it met between his eyes.

"Wrong move Sammy" the raichu said as he sent an electrical current through the steel blade and the riolu's body was instantly full of active electricity that made every muscle in his body tense up. The riolu then let go of his sword and fell to the ground. He didn't stay down for long though and almost instantly jumped back up on his feet and got into a position to fight hand to hand.

"This is going to b-" The riolu started saying before he was interrupted "Enough" Yelled the memory Stark as he stood up and walked over towards the two.

"We have a job tomorrow and the last thing I need is for you two to be worn out or dead, kill each other on your own time" The past me said with anger.

"Who put you in charge" Sam said as he pointed the tip of his sword towards the past me. The past me didn't even blink and he just stared the riolu in the eyes with a serious glare that showed no sign of fear or weakness.

Same looked at the white umbreon a little longer but quickly realized that the past me wasn't screwing around "Fine, asshole" Sam said as he picked up the sheath of his sword and sheathed the blade.

"Thanks Stark" Raiden said with a smile but the past me didn't even acknowledge him and instead made his way back to the fire in the middle of the parking garage.

Naomi was now in shock as she just watched two pokemon about kill each other over such a small argument. I continued to watch Naomi sit there in shock feeling nothing but remorse for the life she had to live because of me.

Everyone was just now sitting there in an awkward silence not knowing what to say after that little scene. Naomi was trying her hardest to hold in more tears but every here and there she'd let out a sniffle and a tear would escape her red eyes. It really tore me to pieces to see her back then and I just wish I could rewrite this scene to have me actually try and comfort her instead of being cold hearted.

Seeing her in pain I extended my paw to wipe the tear off her face but the instant my paw made contact with her face it went straight through her as if she was a ghost. Despite me putting my paw through her face the memory continued on normally and I wasn't acknowledged.

"It's a memory you can't change how it's replayed like that" Vincent said from behind me. I didn't care though and I just continued to watch Naomi hold in her tears.

"Stark" Vincent spoke as if he had a question. I turned back to face the white espeon who was shocked to see that I wore a gloomy face that actually showed emotions.

"Do you have feelings for her" Vincent asked. I then redirected my glance back at Naomi "Can we just change memories" I replied in a faint voice.

"Yeah I'll just skip to the memories we really came here for" Vincent said. Everything around me then disappeared one by one. I extended my paw towards Naomi one last time but right before I could try and feel her one last time she disappeared into nothing. Vincent and I were now sitting back in the empty void within my mind.

"Stark, would you like to talk about something, holding in your feelings in unhealthy and as your colleague I do care about your mental state and this is unlike you" Vincent said.

"She was possibly the one pokemon I ever cared for" I replied coldly and I felt for empty than the dark void we were in. "In a time when all I knew was killing and I felt nothing inside I was stuck with her. She was naïve and had no chance at living the life of a murderer, she was to gentle for that life" I started saying.

"Something about her though… It made me feel alive… She made me happy" I continued to say. "I don't know if it was her gentle personality or the fact that she held on to who she was and never gave into despair… Something about her sparked something in me" I said as I remembered the great pokemon she was. The pokemon no one could compare to in my eyes.

"So she made you feel alive" Vincent asked.

I responded with a nod.

"What happened to her" Vincent asked and I recalled the memories of her untimely death.

"Her and I were going to escape together, but right before we did something came up with Jack and he wanted to leave Naomi behind as bait so he could get away. She was useless to him" I said as I remembered the events one by one. "I was behind Jack and saw my chance to kill him but right before I could Naomi yelled at me and said it'd make me no better than him, I don't know why but those words coming from her made me hesitant as if killing was weighing me down for once. Then the next thing I know my muscles wouldn't cooperate."

"So what happened" Vincent asked.

"Jack saw me trying to kill him and he shot me, the shot didn't kill me though. Right before he could deliver the finishing shot Naomi jumped in the way of the bullet and…" I then stopped myself as I remembered the way she jumped in front of me and I saw the bullet penetrate her skull.

"You get the picture… After words I carried her body out into Luminose and I eventually gave into my wounds and that's when I died originally" I said.

"So that's how you died" Vincent said as he processed the story.

"Yeah" I replied bitterly.

"So I have to ask, did you have certain feelings towards her" Vincent pried.

"I don't know… I've always felt different about her I never did understand that emotion until I was on the brink of death and it was too late to be honest with her"

"Okay well sorry to bring up painful memories, I'll look through what I need to see really quick and I'll give you the privacy of your head back to you" Vincent said.

Chapter End

Author Note: So now we got a view at Stark"s old team when he was still with Jack. I couldn't help but notice all the names I've chosen for those character where all from the game metal gear rising (If any of you are familiar lol) Literally every name except Stark lol. Not that I copied the names lol I just thought it was a funny coincidence. Anyways I choose the name Raiden for the raichu for a reason, it just means thunder god and I thought that was a cool raichu name. Anyways onto Black's part in this chapter. You have to really ask yourself just who the hell is that jolteon. I'd be interested to here some theories if anyone wants to share lol.

Thanks to all those who support the story in anyway and a double thanks to all those who take the time to review I really do like hearing what a lot of you have to say :D So until next time.