Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of Pokemon, its characters, locations, or names. All of them, with the exception of the original characters, belong to Nintendo
Credits: The original fan fiction Shadow League was based off, Pokemon Master, was written by Acey. I retrieved permission before starting this the first time.
A/N: UUUGH, I near had a heart attack when I thought I was possibly losing all of these chapters to a hacked in virus. DX But all is...mostly...well now, so here we are, back in full swing and uploading. 8D
Warnings: The pairing in this is RivalSibling. This fanfiction has a lot of violence and gore, not to mention some language, and implied rape/sex. Not for kids, that's for sure.
- Chapter 3: Years Gone By -
Kiall turned his chair, swiveling around to face the desk that sat in his roomy office, and switched on the monitor with a callused hand. He noted that one of his assistants had done as he had asked earlier, searching through the multitudes of files on the electronic device – he learned it had been called a computer, and it amused him greatly that they had created such a thing – and pulled up a few. The first one was the one he had truly wanted to see.
Pushing a button to make the rest of them go hidden for the time being, he looked over the words on his screen, noting with disapproval the lack of any useful information on his Elemental brother and enemy:
Name: Ashura Ketchum
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Height: 6" to 6" 2'. Official height unknown.
Weight: Unknown
Marital Status: Unknown
Occupation: Unknown
Location: Unknown
Birth Date: March 31, 1976
Birth Location: Pallet Town
With a slight frown, he clicked it off, and went to the next ones. They were of different Masters, all of them questionable to him about their alliances or merely ones that had already turned against his League. The League itself was in no danger; not by a long shot, it was powerful with hundreds of trainers and Masters in its folds, and with the hordes of demons in the world… It still didn't mean they were to be allowed to run free.
Pushing himself out of his chair, Kiall stepped over to the window to look down at the ground that was several floors down. There were shouts and squeals, as several Trainers and Masters were working with their pokemon teams, using their powers on targets and on each other. With a shake of his head, he let out a long, soft sigh. "Brock, Mistaria, Erika, Koga, Giovanni, Lorelei, Lance…they all are in need of tracking. Some of them say they are loyal to me, but there are rumors abound about them…while others have already proven their alliances are elsewhere. AGATHA!"
There was silence, before the door creaked open, and a withered old woman walked in, her stride as unhindered as some who's years were smaller then her's. A Ghastly followed her, its eyes darting around the room. "Yes, Master Kiall?" she asked, her voice low.
"I have some people I would like you to find for me, and to bring in. They have or possibly will rebel against the League, and we mustn't allow it. You are to go to Sabrina, she knows who I speak of." Agatha bowed down, secretly wincing at the slight pain it caused, and started to back out.
"Right away, sir."
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Cloak whipping around, she fled through the dense trees of the forest. The blaze behind her was the only indication that Cerulean City was being left behind, its buildings going up in flames and its people fleeing for their lives. Water pokemon were being brought out, either to fend off their assailants or to douse the fires raging. The only other three lives ran with her, all of them panting and their hair falling out of what had once been nice hair-do's, dismaying them greatly.
"We need to get to the hide out, before any of them catch up! We can't let them find the Rebellion!" the youngest of the four yelled, using her staff to push through the thickets of bushes. Her companions nodded in silent agreement, knowing that speaking more then necessary was asking for detection.
With ease, they found the hatch into the underground bade, camouflaged as a tree stump near the edge of a clearing. They let themselves in, climbing down the ladder to the metal hallway below, and ran off to one of the meeting rooms. "How did they find us out? Like, we were being discreet about being there!" the blonde asked, pulling one of the chairs back and sitting down.
The redhead, the youngest, shrugged, also seating herself tiredly. There was a gash in her thigh, blood seeping down it to the muddy boot she wore. "I don't know, but they are probably heading an attack on all of the towns for rogues. Which means…"
"…that everyone is in danger." the pink-haired one finished grimly, before her eyes widened, "Misty! You're hurt! We need to get the medic for you-"
"I'll be fine," Misty said, using the First-Aid kit to tend to the wound herself, "but those innocent people most likely aren't…"
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"You are to surrender to us, knave!" Bruno growled, his eyes narrowed into a glare at the brown-haired ex-Gym Leader standing in front of him. Brock Slate glared back at him, his expression defiant, as his faithful Onix sat behind him, coiled into itself and staring menacingly at the League's army. "Or prepare for your death!"
"I would rather die then to work for you filth," the Rock Master snarled back, his arms crossed and chin up, "I am Brock Slate, and I will not do work for the side of evil!" Bruno brought up his weapon - an axe – and let out a brutal, animalistic snarl.
"Then die!" He advanced on him, ignoring the howls and shouts of the surrounded civilians and Masters. Bruno and Brock were used to the scene playing out around them.
It was quite horrific to the innocent people, however. Many were tracked down by the Masters and trainers and killed when they were caught, either by a pokemon or by the hand of their murderer. The men were instantly cut down, the children were either stolen from their parents or tortured, and the women were painfully raped and attacked – and some were even carted off for later. It was indeed one of the saddest nights in all the history of the world of Pokemon.
A fierce hate shining in his eyes, Bruno lunged at Brock, his axe chopping as he did a spinning kick. Brock let out a battle cry as he blocked the attacks, his skin turning to a hard stone, and countering. Onix hung back, prepared for any order that his Master would give…
"Ha, that will never do a thing to me!" Bruno sneered, snapping his fingers. A trainer came forward, giving them an evil looking smile, her smile a pearly white. She wore a cloak of blue, and her hair was done up in a plain ponytail, though it had started falling out from the action of the night. Brock felt his heart race; that was no trainer, it was a Master. A Water Master.
She rose her hands, waving them through the air, and a ball of water formed before her, hanging and glistening in the light of the fires and the moon. With a smirk, she let it fly, aiming at Brock. Her aim was true, and it collided with his rocky torso. With a roar, he reeled around, the Water eating at his skin.
It was too late from him to change back to his normal form. Brock fell to his knees, as he felt the cracks forming all along his body, tearing him apart and causing a searing pain. Bruno and the Water Master stood over him, watching him as he fell over, and he took his last breath. Brock said one last wavering thing: "You…will…not…succeed…"
With another smirk, Bruno clapped the Master on the back for a job well done, and walked away.
As the night wore on, Pewter City was turned to nothing more then a smoldering pile of rubble. The League left, returning to their private city, their objective for being in the cursed city complete.
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A/N: The first of the small differences has to do with the format of the information given on Ash via the computer Kiall works on. In the original, it was pointed out by having #'s around each line, while this time around I have it bolded for a smoother, less cluttered page. I also added some more detail about it – such as about Kiall's lack of computer skills and knowledge, and added some more movements/actions into it.
One big difference though, is a scene I took out. In the original there was a full scene back at the mansion with May, Angel, and Sora that fell between the scene with Misty and the scene with Brock. But when I created a timeline to see where everything came to in time, all it managed to do was create an issue as it went from present, back to the past, then into the present again, so I just took it out. It's easier to refer to it later on anyway.