Princess May: Kakariko Village, Hyrule
17th February 1588

Even though I'm still only a princess, I feel like a Queen. The people of Hoenn and Hyrule cheer for me as I ride on my chariot that being dragged along by Glaceon as her ears swayed back and forth. Her dark blue feet were filthy, but she showed no signs of stopping. I feel as if my life has a new purpose: to bring peace and prosperity to everyone I meet. My cherished Ash has been helping me along the way, of course - I couldn't have done all this on my own.

Kakariko Village has become a dark place. It's a nice quiet village, but I can't help but feel that something is wrong with it. The locals blame the graveyard, but it can't be that! There's a group of digidestend that always seem to be in mourning whenever I meet them. I decided that I had to speak to them. Tai Kamiya, the original leader of the digidestend squad stood with his head bowed down as if he was waiting for me.

"Good morning," Tai said. I could see it in his shaking eyes that he was holding back tears. He has lost something precious to him. I'm not used to seeing a man cry, so seeing Tai in the crashed state he was in tore me apart. We had never been close, but we respected each other. He admired me as Princess Of Hyrule and I admired him as one of my brave citizens.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Kari is dying," Tai whispered. "We think it's a fever. She always had them she was a kid. I didn't think she could have them again. She was fine the first and the second time."

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said. I couldn't think of anything else to say. Kari had a daughter and two sons; Rika, Henry and Takato. I think they were named after another group of digidestined: I've heard their names before. "How are the children?"

"The children are fine," Tai said with a little once more enthusiasm. It didn't last for very long. "I want to kill Davis for this, but he's such a good father."

"It is nobodies fault," I confirmed. "Perhaps I can see her?"

"What good will that do."

"It will do a lot of good," cried the voice of a lad with short red hair. I don't know his real name, but everybody called him Izzy. "Princess May might be able to help us."

"What do you need help with?"

"We need to make an antidote for Kari to be healed," Izzy announced. "We have to be quick, but we can't leave Kari on her own. She has to be attended to at all times. We're using methods from Ancient Rome to ensure that she is always clean and well fed."

"Whatever medicine you need," I promised them. "I will get it." I hugged Tai and Izzy strolled over to the other side of the hallway as he granted me permission to enter the house. I can't believe how colourful the house was, even though they were going through such a sad affair.

Tai and Izzy led me up to a flight of stairs and Kari was in the first room to the left. Kari's bed was surrounded by mourning friends. My heart went out to all of them, but deep inside, I felt as if some of it was my fault. I promised them that I would lead them out of darkness, but it seems that the light in their dark world was fading out.

Prince Ash: Mt. Silver, Johto
5th March 1588

It should be white and green, not black and red.

There were pokemon standing there with arms stretched out into the sky. With either their paws or fingers, they clinched onto the fallen snow. The tears were frozen on their faces; they've been here before. Their lost ones lie in shallow graves and parents were lost without a trace.

No wonder they're frightened of humans. They watched humans die for their region and the pokemon became wild. Some of these pokemon seem to have died in crossfire. They were living creatures that lived her. Pokemon were not meant to be tools of war. All this happened because King Lance had found out that members of both The Ichijouji and The Uchiha Clan had been eating pokemon.

Gary heard about thousands of people who were burned and beheaded at Johto, and he was furious. He sent his army out to stop him. My two cousins were at war again, and I didn't want to pick sides. I just wanted the war to stop.

Lance needs to understand that it's not just the dragon pokemon who had suffered. A lot of the people I helped escape to Hyrule now support Gary. The fight was over after weeks of sword hacking, marching and slashing we were left with tears and rain. It wasn't fair that some of the dragon pokemon got killed for food and money, but the massacres aren't going to do anybody good.

That's the message I'm trying to get out to everybody. Violence won't drive out the violence, only peace can do that.

Kamon Ketchum, my little brother, was fighting on Lance's side. Kamon was a very skilled trainer and also a fierce solider, but he needs to learn to be more kind towards his pokemon: he pushes them way too hard. The weaville that belonged to Kamon was almost killed, it looked like he also broken his arm as well.

The only time I ever saw Kamon was locked in battle. My brother and I have had many battles over the years, I've always beaten him in a pokemon battle. When I battle with Gary or any of the rivals I've had, the battle could go either way. I've lost to Gary perhaps more times than I've won. Lance gave me a run for my money too, but I always won against Kamon.

Kamon still doesn't understand why he loses to me all the time, but I do. If he was more friendly with his pokemon, then he might be able to win against me.

I do feel bad for him. We don't see each other very much since we were ten. I still remember the time where me, Gary and Kamon were the best of friends. We all raved about how we would be three glorious kings. Then as we grew up, only Gary became king because he was the one in line for the throne. Kamon and I were devastated, but our father promised me that we would get what we want if we put the effort in it.

Then Brock told me that if I wanted to be a great king, I needed to be a great man. I value his advice because he's been there for me ever since we first met in Pewter Temple. I also look up for Misty because she's always supported me during the highs and lows. Brock and Misty were my best friends, but I still admire Gary and Kamon.

We're a family and even if we disagree with certain things, we stick together no matter what. My pokemon understand what I mean.

Kamon: Newbark Town

7th March 1588

It had been two days since another bloody battle. Many of those useless wimps died quickly. I can't believe my cousin, Gary would hire such weaklings. It was the first time I saw Ash in a while, he was trying to stop the fighting so he pretty much won in the end. I wish my elder brother wasn't an interference. I still need to defeat him in a pokemon battle. I've beaten most of the noble men and women and Johto many times, including The King.

Why do I always lose against my brother? I'm a much stronger trainer than him and I'm by far a better solider, so why does he get all the attention. My father dosen't even notice me. If I was the oldest, it would have been the other way around. At least I'm doing all this hard work and it's paying off. He's such a weakling and it's only because his pokemon are so overpowered. He can't even train them properly, he's not even half the trainer that I am.

I deserve his place. I'm the one who needs my father's help. Bah! Forget it! Only the meek are sneaky like him. As much as I love my mother like any good son would, I just can't bring myself to go to Pallet Castle and see the damage my father's done to her. Ash was never around to see it. I don't need the approval or support of a woman beater.

Most people, including my father thought that my mother had strange hobbies. She loved helping the servants out and that bothered Father because he said that the rich should never do tedious chores. They quarrelled, and then he started hitting her. They couldn't see me, I was hiding. I wish I could have stopped him, but I was only seven at the time, and I was too scared that the same thing would happen to me. It felt pretty humiliating being scared of my own father.

Look at me now, I'm a brave solider and an excellent trainer. One day I will be the brother who gets everything he wants. I will be the one holding Queen Iris' hand and the one who will be crowned. Ash thinks that I don't love Iris and only want her so I can be king.

He couldn't be more wrong. I love Iris - she's so brave, strong and graceful. I'm not going to be one of those lovers who leaves as soon as they jump into bed with someone, only the lowest of the low do that. I want a marriage, but it's hard because the lady I want is already married. But if she has time for that expensive tramp, Cilan Dento, then she has the time for me.

I've been staying at Ethan's hut. His mother allowed us to rest until we had both recovered. Lyra also came in to check if we were okay. They asked what was the matter with me because apparently I looked depressed.

"Nothing," I replied. "I'm fine."

"It's your brother isn't it?" Lyra asked. She held onto my shoulder and Ethan watched as he fed his pokemon. "You never got to battle him. Never mind, if you ever want a battle we'll always be happy to give you one."

"Jimmy will be home soon," Ethan told me. "I'm sure he will be more than happy to battle you."

It would be rude not to accept the invitation, but all I could think about is battling Ash and finding a way to defeat him. Still, I don't think a little bit of extra training would hurt.

"If only I could find a way to defeat Ash in a pokemon battle," I told them. "I've battled trainers stronger than him, but I still lose to him."

Lyra jumped up and encouraged me. "You can do it Kamon!"

Ethan also joined in. "Find his weakness and exploit it. You must know his strategies by now."

"He doesn't have any," I muttered. "He just relies on sheer luck and power to win. I always train my pokemon all the time."

"Maybe your pokemon are too tired," Ethan's mum said. "Feel free to rest here as long as you like."

"Thank you," I said.

A tall black guy came into the room. He was the Duke Of Pewter and he loved rock pokemon. He was one of Ash's best friends, so if he was looking for Ash, he's gone to the wrong region. If he wanted a lady, he can stay far away from Lyra.

"I am looking for Kamon Ketchum," Brock announced.

Startled, I marched over to Brock. I didn't expect him to be looking for me. "What do you want?" I asked.

"I thought that maybe you and I should have a talk," Brock suggested. "I think you are in need of my advice."

What kind of advice would he mean? If it's something about seduction, then he can fuck off. If it's about beating Ash, then I'm listening.