Chapter 75: Dawns End

Point of View Naomi

My eyes slowly opened up as I felt something nudging my side. I flinched back as I saw Starks eyes piercing me. Although, it didn't take me more than a few seconds to realize who it really was. I let out a tired yawn as I got up on all four of my legs. I looked up past the tree line and into the early morning sky. It was still dark out, but the sky was slowly illuminating from the rising sun.

"What do you want from me now. It's too early to function properly?" I asked the imposter in a groggy tone. A frown formed on his, but I could easily tell it was a fake frown.

"Just wanted to say good morning to my favorite umbreon," Skull Face replied.

I rolled my eyes at him, "Jeez, I would have thought Black was your favorite, since you have a thing for him or something" I snidely replied.

"Why yes, it is a lovely morning. I'm doing great thanks for asking," Skull face sarcastically responded.

"Go jump off a cliff," I snapped back. "Now, why are you waking me up so early? You told me to stay low for a bit while everybody in the area forgets who I am."

"Yes, you're staying low, but I have a few questions really quick before I leave you to do your own thing," the imposter umbreon said.

"And what do you need to know?"

"I know this topic is off limits to you, but I need to know a few things about Stark." Hearing Skull Face show curiosity on Stark caused me too few uneasy. Instantly my mind was flooded with memories, and how he helped me through a hard time in life.

"What do you need to know about someone who is dead, and why?" I asked cautiously not knowing what someone like Skull face had planned.

A blunt chuckle escaped Skull Face as he looked at me with a serious stare, "I view Stark as interesting. He may be dead, but I need to know some things for personal reasons," he spoke back to me.

What Skull Face said spun around in my head for a moment, 'Why does he care about Stark, and why would it matter if he is dead,' I thought to myself.

"I'm just curious on his fighting tactics, and if he ever exhibited anything bizarre at any time," Skull face asked, almost as if he was looking for something.

"No, he is a normal umbreon, excluding his white fur and black rings," I responded as I thought back to any event that may quell the shapeshifters quest for knowledge.

"And you're absolutely sure on that? This is very important to me, and I need honest answers."

"I said he was normal on the most part, but why does this matter? Stark is dead," I snapped back getting annoyed with the painful reminder.

Skull Face remained silent before responding, "I have to deal with someone very similar to Stark. I'm kind of disappointed in myself though, I had a chance to clean this pokemon up, but I was too busy at the time," Skull Face answered. "But, how does he fight?"

I carefully thought through what he just told and asked me. Why is Skull Face automatically assuming someone is exactly identical to Stark, "His attacks mostly consist of dark matter. Stark is a genius when it comes to fighting, and if he can't outsmart you, he'll use pure brute strength to overwhelm you. I've never seen Stark lose a fight, and I've only seen him show fear once," I answered.

"And why was Stark scared in this one fight," Skull face asked curiously.

I reflected back on the memory and recalled the horrible events of a battle Stark and I fought in, "During a fight, Stark, Sam, and I were greatly outnumbered. During the battle I was severely injured, and Stark feared that I was going to die. When I almost died his attacks became sloppy, and I could tell he couldn't think properly," I spoke.

Skull Face remained silent as a smile crept onto his face, "Perfect," he said in a voice that was unsettling, "I knew you were worth saving, and this will be useful when I finally track down this pokemon."

"Okay…" I said awkwardly as I took a step back away from Skull Face's creepy smile.

"Well, this should conclude our little talk. Just remember to stay out of Cyllage city," Skull face warned me as his body began to break off into black particles, like he did every time he mysteriously left.

"Wait!" I called out, and Skull Face formed back into a complete form.

"Huh?"

"Well… I've been thinking a lot about home lately, and… Well if I'm supposed to stay low, then would it be a bad idea to visit my family…" I said nervously, not knowing if I was ready to go back yet.

"Visit your family huh?"

"I haven't seen my brother or father in years. I haven't had time over the years and I've also been terrified of the idea of facing my family again," I said nervously.

Skull Face pondered the thought for a moment, and then looked me in the eyes "Are you asking me for permission or my opinion?"

"I don't know honestly… Part of me is trying to come up with excuses not to go, but part of me knows that I may never get a chance to see them at this rate," I answered truthfully.

"I think you have a lot of bottled up emotions, and I believe a trip to your family wouldn't be a horrible idea if it helps you sleep at night. If you do go, just remember our deal and follow through with my plans within a week or two," Skull face responded.

"Okay, then I'm setting out later today to see my family. I should be able to make it back within a week or so," I said with a forced smile. I wasn't sure how to feel about this. Most would be overwhelmed with joy, but I'm confused and terrified. My father will get a good laugh out of me failing at everything I had planned for my life, but worst of all I don't know how to tell Dante that I failed and ended up as some unwanted freak in this world.

"Just remember our agreement," Skull Face said as his body broke down into multiple black particles and floated into the air.

A depressed sigh escaped my mouth as I forced yet another smile on my face, "Well… they're my family."

Point of View Aiden

A yawn escaped my mouth as I leaned against a wall in some dumpy area in Cyllage city. As I leaned against the wall, I slid down it until I was sitting down. My eyes stared at the ground as I continued to keep myself from falling asleep. I was usually the type to wake up for lunch, and stay up all night causing mischief around town. Or, that was my life before my trainer was abducted.

The days were growing longer every day we were separated. I missed the life we lived full of adventure, and every day that passed by I could feel myself slowly sinking into a hole. Sure I could keep a high spirit when distracted, but it was at night when I was alone and left to my thoughts that I truly realized how alone I am. I have Erica and Juda, but Erica is a psycho bitch, and Juda is just boring in my eyes. Sure he was nice, but I wouldn't go out of my way to hang out with him or anything. Those two were just reminders of David…

"This is just unfair," I complained to myself. Why out of all pokemon did it have to be me who gets dragged into all of this, and worst of all they included David. A sigh escaped my mouth as I stared up towards the early morning sky. The sun was barely risen now, but soon the day would begin and I'd have to go back to Erica, and follow her strict lifestyle. David on the other hand was awesome. We both lived a carefree life travelling from region to region, and he did his journalist career thing, and I'd travel with him and help out as much as I could. Instead I'm stuck on this joke of a journey secretly stalking an umbreon who has emotional problems.

As I continued to sit in depression, I heard a bouncing noise and something bumped me. I opened my eyes to see a red ball sitting in front of me. I then looked up to see a little kid around six or eight year's old holding out both hands as if he wanted me to throw him the ball back. I stood up and dusted myself off and picked up the red ball. I looked at the child who curiously looked me, and then I looked at the red ball, and its glossy surface. Looking at the glossy surface I could make out the reflection of a charmander who was growing miserable with each passing day. I used the claws on my fingers and I penetrated the ball and the cheap toy exploded with a small wave of air.

I looked up at the kid whose jaw was now hanging low. His hands were still extended out as if time stopped for him. I just shook my head and walked away not caring about the child's feelings. Why should I care, it's not like anyone ever takes time to think of how I feel. Nobody asks if I wanted to stalk Ryder, no one asked if I wanted to go on this dumb journey, and no one even gives a damn about my feelings.

Regardless of what those Crimson fucks ask me to do, I will do it to free David. I don't care if I have to backstab Ryder, and I don't care if it screws everyone around me over. I just want things to go back to how they were.

Point of View, third person

Alex and his father left early in the morning to get breakfast, while leaving all the pokemon back at the hotel. Alex and his father were currently in a local diner sitting in a booth. Throughout the diner, multiple people chit-chatted about their lives and such.

"Here are your meals. How does everything look?" A young waitress asked Alex his father as she laid down plates full of eggs, bacon, and pancakes.

"It looks perfect, thank you," Alex said with a friendly smile. With those words said, the waitress set off towards her next table to do her job. Alex didn't waste a single second to dig into the fresh breakfast.

"So when do you plan on conquering the second gym?" John asked Alex as he began to cut into his pancakes.

"As soon as everybody heals up," Alex said with a mouthful of food, "Plus I think a break would be good, I can hardly believe the stuff that is going on."

"I see, well that may be a bit, and sadly I can't stay around to watch you win," John said as he began to eat his meal.

"Wait, you're leaving?" Alex said in surprise as he set down his eating utensils.

"I will be leaving later today. I have a job to keep, but I am really glad we got to spend this time together. And I know I haven't spent much time in the past few years with you, and it's just now hitting me that you will be an adult soon and you won't be a kid anymore," John said almost sounding a bit sad.

"It's not like I'm just going to disappear off the face of the planet, I'll still be around. I'll just probably be in college at that point so my time may be scarcer," Alex said cheerfully.

"Have you given much thought on what you are going to college for?" John asked curiously as he took another bite out of his food.

"I was thinking an engineer or possibly a doctor," Alex said with confidence.

"So you're no longer obsessed with the pokemon champion dream like you were when you were younger," John said with a chuckle.

"I was like, eight, and second that wouldn't be impossible, just hard to do," Alex said defensively.

"You've grown up a lot over time. I've spent so much time working that I haven't had time to experience it with you, and I just keep yelling at myself for wasting all that time until now," John said.

"Well I understand why you were so busy. I mean, you had to make money somehow," Alex said.

"You know your mother would have been so proud of you. You're pretty smart, and you turned out to be a good person. That is selfless and not some trashy piece of crap," John said as he twiddled with his fork lost in past memories. Alex couldn't form words after hearing such touching words from his father.

Point of View Black

Flare and I both sat on the roof of the hotel. Luckily Flare recovered enough for him to make it to the top, although judging from his constant grunts, it must have been a painful hike. On top of that, the police literally just stopped guarding us, so we were free to roam around again. Flare and I both stared out over the whole city as we watched the sun slowly peek out over the horizon. My light sensitive eyes stung from its brightness, but I was happy just to have somewhere peaceful to think. Naomi's death was constantly haunting me, and I couldn't get the image of her ending it all out of my head. Flare, on the other paw, seemed to have things on his mind since he came back. The fennekin mostly remained quiet, and barely socialized with anyone. I guess getting severely beaten tends to take a lot of energy out of you.

"So, what do you think will happen next?" I asked the fennekin who laid on his stomach on the cement ground next to me. Flares eyes shifted towards me, but he didn't bother raising his head up to properly make eye contact with me.

"I don't know honestly," Flare responded in a dry tone.

"Flare is something bothering you? I've noticed you've been unusually quiet since you've returned," I asked Flare. Flare remained silent and didn't bother responding to me. The bitter silence was so bizarre to hear from someone who usually doesn't know when to stop talking. Only a few ideas of what was bothering him could form in my mind, and none of them were ideas I liked.

"Flare… don't you and the others just want me gone? I mean, this all started because of me, and it's because of me that this is happening," I said nervously to Flare. This topic has come up on multiple occasions, and I could never fathom why everyone tolerates me around them when I'm the cause of all this. I knew deep down that I was selfish. I am currently happy for the first time since my family died, and I just didn't want to give up what little I had. But at the same time I wanted them to push me away, because there is no way this could end with everyone coming out alive. Everyone was going to go through Hell because of me.

"Just tell me to fuck off, and I'll disappear. I know you all have to at least resent me to an extent for putting you all in danger," I said bitterly.

"Black…" Flare said as he rose his head and looked me in the eyes, "This did start with you knowing us. But even if you do leave, we're still in danger. At this point we're better off staying a group," Flare said. No smile formed on his face like it usually would. He just responded in a monotone voice that seemed so empty. "Who knows, maybe that day I met you, I was supposed to for some reason," Flare said as he looked off towards the rising sun.

"But what about everyone else? Don't they resent me for being the cause of danger?" I asked Flare in hope that he would answer honestly.

"I know Kana is understanding, and she wants to help you, I can't speak for Gray or Hesh, and I feel that Ebony is too young to actually know what's best for her, so I'll exclude her from this list," Flare responded. "I wouldn't worry what everyone thinks. It's not like you're the only one who has flaws with their life," Flare said. "If anything, you've been pretty honest with everyone and I know that was hard for you."

Upon Flare saying I was honest, I felt a bitter sting in my heart. I wasn't honest with them, and I've been lying to everyone so much on so many things. "You know… I haven't been completely honest with everyone Flare," I said bitterly as I tried to think of a way to say what I wanted to.

"Wait, what are you keeping from us then?" Flare asked as he looked at me with curiosity.

"Well… secretly I'm a special umbreon that can control all the elements on a full moon," I said in a nervous tone as I felt like a complete idiot saying that out loud.

A small smile managed to creep on Flares face, "And I'm secretly an ex-criminal," Flare said with a laugh. I responded with a nervous laugh upon hearing his joke. It was disappointing to think that I would never be able to confess one of my few truths without sounding like a complete lunatic. I guess some of my confessions would have to wait for a better time, or perhaps it's better for them not to see how much of a freak I really am.

After our petty jokes, silence filled the air for the next five minutes before Flare spoke up. "If we're going up against these groups, then we're going to have to step things up on our half or we'll die next time. It was purely a miracle that Gray survived, and Kana could have been killed if she wasn't so lucky. Not one of us had an easy time with that last battle, and the only reason we won was because of our team size," Flare said with a good point.

"What do you suggest, we start training more?" I asked Flare.

"Yes I do recommend that. We're in serious danger, and we need to learn not Alex's way of fighting, but how to fight for our lives," Flare said.

"Alright, I guess we can train on our own time," I said with a smirk.

"Great, once I'm healed up we're going to begin preparing for these organizations, and we'll put a stop to them," Flare said with confidence as a revealed a toothy grin.

'And I'll have my chance to set things right,' I thought to myself as I thought of Vincent. Somewhere in Kalos that monster was hiding, and I am going to find him and kill him for what he's done.

"Point of View Stark

After a very long exhausting walk we finally made it back to Sanctum. Zygarde was now under some minor form of Vincent's control and the legendary followed us back to Sanctum. It was rather dangerous though since the legendary tried to break free of his control on many occasions. Vincent on the other paw, was dying from exhaustion of having to keep a creature so powerful under control for so long.

"Lead him down here," Mandus said as he pointed down into the ruins that I originally talked to him in when he told me Crimson's plans.

Vincent led the creature down the stairs, and eventually we ended up in the giant stone shaped room with the multiple spires in it. Vincent led the legendary to the middle of the room and then multiple psychics entered the room. These psychics varied between multiple species from more espeons to alakazams, even a braixen and a few others.

At the moment I had little care for this brainwashing process, and I kept my distance from the group. Although, Vincent walked up next to me and collapsed onto the ground. "Are you okay?" I asked the exhausted espeon.

"I'm sore, tired, and my head is screaming for pain killers," Vincent responded faintly.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I responded as I sat down next to the exhausted espeon.

"I'm waiting for an apology you know," Vincent said as he looked at me with a small smirk.

"An apology for what?" I said in confusion.

"Oh you know, Zygarde being real, and us not being crazy lunatics on the most part," Vincent said as he continued to wear that smirk on his face.

"Yeah well you can keep waiting, I almost died there," I sneered.

"I guess that was asking too much from someone like you," Vince responded.

"Yeah… well the pokemon I grew up around, you ask for an apology, they'll apologize with their fist," I spoke back to him.

"They sound reasonable," Vince sarcastically said.

"Yeah, well I hated everyone I grew up around," I truthfully told Vincent, "What about you, how did you get along with your family and friends before you… you know…" I awkwardly asked.

Vincent let out a chuckle, "I got along with everyone just fine. Maybe some people disliked my superior intellect, but they soon discovered that espeon's aren't ones to be messed with."

"Do you ever wish you choose a different route," I asked Vincent curiously.

Vincent remained silent as he pondered the question thoroughly, "I miss everyone in my family every day. Not one day goes by where I forget their sacrifice. That's why I promise to take every day seriously. If I don't it is an insult to my family. I don't regret my path, and it has to be this way," Vincent said as he wore a pained expression. Vincent always talked as if he didn't regret his decisions, but the more I talked to him, the more I felt that he was in pain from his decisions.

"Everybody, form up now!" Mandus called out to everyone who was present in the room. Scarlet, Flynn, Vincent, that black scyther, and a few others who were around all gathered in a big long line as we all faced Mandus who was standing in front of Zygarde.

"Zygarde has been captured, and we have officially completed the first step of achieving peace." Mandus spoke to all of us.

"For years we have been fighting for our cause. Now it is within our grasp, just two legendaries to apprehend, and an umbreon," Mandus spoke.

'How does an umbreon mix in with three legendaries?' I thought to myself.

"Now with Zygarde's sensory abilities and memories we will be able to track down the legendaries and fulfill the rest of the plan and bring forth the dawn of peace!" Mandus said with a strong voice that was full of power and showed his determination. As Mandus finished his speech he waved everyone off to carry on with their day.

Mandus walked past Vincent "I think it's time I meet your brother Ryder, and see for myself if he truly is the real deal," Mandus said as he stopped walking, but kept his back facing us. As I stared at the back of the lucarios cloak I noticed a tear on the left side of his back. The tear wasn't there before, so it had have happened while we were on our mission. As I looked closer at his back I noticed three digits branded on his back 'Six-one-four'. Whenever Mandus removed his cloak I never noticed the digits, and I found it odd that he would have digits labeled on the left side of his back

"I see," Vincent said to Mandus's back.

"I trust that everything is in preparation for the beginning of the revolution?" Mandus asked Vincent.

"Everything is ready, we're ready to spark the revolution," Vincent responded.

"Then it's time the legendaries pay for condemning us," Mandus said spitefully as he began to walk away.

Book End

Author Note: Well their it is everybody, the end of the fist book in the Black Dawn trilogy. As I have noted before, I am going on a hiatus as of now. You should expect the story to start back up at the beginning of November. Just to clear things up, since one person did get confused. The next book will basically continue where chapter 76 would have been, so just come back here in a month or follow this story and you'll get an alert when I start back up. If for some reason you're confused, please don't be afraid to ask.

Also during my one month hiatus I am starting a new story called: The Last Guardian. You can expect the first chapter to be released sometime mid October. Just note that this story IS NOT replacing The Black Dawn, and everything will continue as normal once I'm off break. So if you want something new to read, it would be awesome if you people give The Last Guardian a try, genericgamer207 and I are both mashing ideas together to make an even better story... Which honestly I didn't think I could do, but I'm very excited. For more info please visit my profile.

Now I know I ask a lot of questions lately. But I'm going to ask a few questions, and after that I will lay off them for a bit once Book II starts.

Question 1: Who is your favorite character

Question 2: Out of the four arcs in The Black Dawn, which is your favorite. Crimson Dawn introduction (Arc with Vincent), The Genesis introduction (Arc where Stark was introduced, The cyllage city mercenary arc (Jacks pokemon Vs Black and CO.) or the last arc where Stark is hunting Zygarde with Crimson dawn.

Question 3: What do you expect to see in book II

Sorry for all the questions, and I know I ask question 1 a lot, but I like to see how it changes over time. Also you don't have to answer if you don't wish to, but it does make a difference to me :)

Credits (insert credits music)

Story developed and written by 1MRGRAY

Special effect by: Aiden

Editing by genericgamer207

Special thank you to: The Heck for giving me lots of advice when I first started writing.

Special thank you to: You for being awesome :D

Ryder staring as: Black

Flare staring as: Flare

Kana staring as: Kana

Grayson staring as: Gray

Aiden staring as: a complete idiot

Skull Face staring as: You

The End