Well, here is chapter one. I really have no idea what to name the chapter, so I just left it to a guess. I mean after all for Eli, when is there ever a nice time with me actually writing it. Please be aware that this would be one of the last near-death experiences that Eclipse would experience.

Eli: You actually care about me. :'D. Well screw you! A little too fuckin' late.

Me: Actually, you're just very powerful, now. Anyway, I've had trouble writing now a days so this may be worse than the previous work, please enjoy though.

Eli: Wait, damnit! Don't leave me here!

Chapter 1: Massacre

Well, I will start with a general overview of what occurred previously. My father was abusive, so when my mother and I found a possible way to escape him, we took it. Father found us and killed Mom and nearly killed me. I lived with the family that saved me from my father's tyranny for about six months. Right on my birthday, four pokemon attacked, and everyone, except for me, was killed. Among that ground of killers was an Eevee with strange crescent wings. After my near death experience, I met another Eevee with blue eyes named Enjiru.

From that point we traveled to a city called the City of Lights where I met the motherly Sherrie, a Luxray. We saw the New Year Festival, and I started to feel like Jiru, Enjiru's nickname, was my best friend and could never be replaced. Upon the ending of the New Year Festival, I was attacked and fainted. I woke up to find the city as a bloody hell. I ended up fighting an Arcanine by the name of Shein. I unlocked some power that was later described as a Divine Servant's power. Divine Servants were the tools of Arceus to 'protect' the 'innocent' of the world. Mine was of Suicune, the Legendary Water Dog Pokemon. Well, the same winged Eevee that killed my adoptive family saved my life that day.

A little bit later, Jiru ended up forcing us apart. I was heartbroken and sunk into a small depression. I met Blaze, a caring Charizard, after a month or two in the wilderness of the Mountains of the Shamans. I faked a suicide attempt and lived solitarily for a month, again. Afterwards, I lived as 'The Mist' and practiced my Divine Servant powers extensively. After something like five or six months, Jiru came around to recruit 'The Mist—this is where I actually learned he was a part of it—for the Sacred Plates organization, the same one that ordered the death of Mali, Storm, Reno, and Sid, my adoptive family. We made up with each other and fell in love with each other, but a trio of evil pokemon attacked: a Garchomp by the name of Scar and his cronies, a Shiftry and a Machoke. I was forced to fight, again. The winged Eevee came to my help surprisingly. We fought the trio with another insignificant character that came with the Eevee. We won, but I fell unconscious. There I dreamed of Jiru, and through the dream, I learned that Jiru, the pokemon I loved, was the same winged Eevee that hurt me previously. I became apprehensive and very cautious of Jiru's actions, but after another strange near-death experience during a lunar eclipse, I started accepting the truth.

We came to the desert where heat incapacitated Jiru for a time. I took him to a lonely rest stop on the desert path where an angry Sandslash named Sarus lived alone. The stop was supposed to have water, but its vein had run dry a long time ago. Using my Suicune powers, I was able to open a new one. The water helped Jiru recuperate. I soon learned of Sidion, a cruel Floatzel, who had tortured Sarus in his past. After a little roundabout persuading, I was able to fight Sidion who was a Suicune Divine Servant as well. I was better than him with the powers because I noticed that I could control Water while he could not. It was an interesting discovery. In Sidion's desperation to win, he called upon Suicune to fight his battle. Sidion was using Suicune's daughter as leverage against him, and through some questioning, I realized that this Aqua that was Suicune's child and the Aqua that was my mother were one in the same. I discovered one last family member.

After a little hiding from some Sacred Plates' workers, I greeted another Eevee that was out for Jiru's heart. Her name was Liza. I felt hostile towards her, and her suddenly appearing the rain and controlling the clouds above on our way to Dolina, the city of canyons, did not help. However, Jiru reaffirmed his feelings for me on the walk there. When we arrived at Dolina, Liza left. Jiru and I finally got to be alone to see the city, and I thought it was amazing. After some sightseeing, we found a little hotel. Unfortunately, one of the pokemon that was in the trio that attacked when I was 'The Mist' was there. it was the proud Garchomp, Scar. He attacked, and I was almost fatally wounded. Had Jiru not evolved into an Umbreon, I probably would have died.

I recovered, but soon the pokemon of the city were scared of us. They grew hostile, mainly towards me since I portrayed my powers more openly when Scar first attacked. Jiru flew us away from the place and to the ocean further east. We met a fun trio there. One was another Eevee by the name of Derisio and his friends Perez, a carefree Pidgeotto, and Gina, a high-and-mighty Larvitar. We had fun in that time, and I got to experience my first time in heat. It was surprising, but I fought the urge to mate with Jiru through certain means. Suddenly, Jiru had to leave for a week to talk with the superiors of the Sacred Plates to debate what further action they shall take in terms of my existence. After that week, I met up with Jiru back at the canyons of Dolina only to be betrayed for a second time and cast into the deepest canyon. I magically survived.

Now, I festered that rage and betrayal to seek revenge on that son-of-a-bitch. It has been ten years, and it seemed that magic, an interesting force coming from the ambient forces at work in Arceus' Universe. Some said that it was the gift given to pokemon on Arceus' behalf, but I said that they were sick in the head. I had power over water, fire, dark, and ice magic, and I was a demon. Screw Arceus. I would show him not to fuck with my life.

The canyon fall actually led me to a secret Demon's outpost that had several spell books and other material that I used readily. I found their point of entry and exit about seven years ago. After they lost their use, I quickly burned their entire encampment and sent them fleeing for Darkrai. The feeling was so amazing. The power to make those evil and undeserving pokemon run for their live, feel that fear that they forced down my throat, and torture them for ruining my chances of having a normal life. Oh, revenge was so very sweet. I went out of that smoking cave happy and pleased with my actions.

However, it was difficult to adjust to the sunlight. It took me almost a week or two to fully get used to the sun again. The time in the darkness seemed to have made my fur a paler and purer shade of light blue. It could have been argued that it was purer than the sky. I kept my eye color hidden using semi-permanent Ice that focused on light manipulation through lenses. I could focus on the water that existed on my eye and solidify it over the irises. The lenses would float on the surface of my eyes and be fairly wet on the back to avoid irritation. I faked my eye color as blue just for the sake of continuity, but it was a dark blue, darker than a stormy sea.

I was a Vaporeon to begin, and I would say that my current location was quaint. It turned out that there was a small village, which was situated a couple kilometers away from the cave. Surprisingly, I could see a volcano that smoked often but rarely blew. The ash from the volcano actually blew south, and the village was situated west of the volcano. I believed the smoking mountain was called Heatran's Domain or Home or something like that. For a shorter name, the inhabitants so cleverly called it Smokey.

My rage slowly subsided in those next seven years, as the inhabitants were ever so sympathetic. The pokemon had gray outlines, but they could not have been more perfect. In spite of my better judgment, I found friends in the village while an occasional bachelor tried to come for my paw or more likely my body. I could tell what they were thinking before a single word came out. Some pokemon thought I was psychic, but after some young ones trying to get me to read their minds, they decided that I was just a good judge of character. I was very good. I soon realized that those monochromatic outlines that I thought were about how good the pokemon was were actually a sign of which side the pokemon was a part.

Today was my birthday, December ninth. I was now twenty-five, and the pokemon were going about their normal days. I told no one anything like a birthday or my parents in general. When I first arrived, I did tell them about that bastard Enjiru in a very generic way and how he played with my heart. However, I avoided names as usual. In fact, my name now was Aqua after my mother. It would only lead to the Sacred Plates finding out that I was alive. Then again, I would just kill each and every one of them, if they tried and definitely if they went after anyone of my friends.

"Hey, Aqua, did you hear?" I turned to see one of my new friends. She was a little bit younger than I, and a Tangrowth. They are typically described as large clumps of vines that form with two big eyes that lacked irises. They also have strange red gloves and 'shoes.' Her name was Lilly. Currently, she was wearing some type of enveloping cloth that was probably like a large scarf for her larger mass compared to the tinier one I was wearing. Anyway, in response to her inquiry, I simply shook my head. "Well, it seems that there has been a lot of pokemon patrolling the border of our little village. Everyone is thinking that Darkrai's forces and The Sacred Plates will soon clash here. I'm probably going to be leaving soon as to not get in the middle of it. Dear Arceus, this is exasperating."

Let me explain what had happened over the past ten years. First, when I was supposedly confirmed as dead, it was spread all across the continent that they were 'safe' from Darkrai's invasion as their 'commander' was 'dead.' Obviously, that has been proven false. Darkrai quickly struck the Sacred Plates' forces from two fronts. They attacked from the West and South. Currently, it was a fifty-fifty split between the two powers. There were sixteen major cities that littered our continent. The West flank was not as effective as the South, and no one knows why. Some speculate that it was simply that the one city that Darkrai conquered was all that he desired. Others say that the allocation of the Sacred Plates' resources was too situated to the West. I did not care. My one focus was where I was now. However, it seemed that that was too in jeopardy, now.

Where was I? I was in a little village, called Azeimoc, in the mountains that was actually near Fuoco. Fuoco was a major city that was placed at the base of the nearby volcano. Darkrai's forces controlled it, and as tough as it was to say, I believe that this village was under its oppression without even realizing it because of that cave and the camp I destroyed. Some pokemon agreed with me as it was called mini-Fuoco at times. However, despite those implications to some, it was very peaceful here. Actually, I had more peace here than I did during most of my life.

I heard a sudden bang and crackle and felt a sudden burst of heat, so I turned around to see some children around an obviously older pokemon in his teen years with a smirk on his face and flames above his head. I shifted my accompanying bag—it was a basic pack with a single strap—with a sigh. He had a circle at the tip of his tail that glowed with a slight red-orange radiance. The intricate patterns within the circle displayed three flames placed as an inscribed triangle within the circle with an equivalent design of an explosion as a middle circle. It would be similar to how a two-year old would draw the sun with it halo. Let me explain further what this was. The teen was a Poison-type, an Ekans to be precise. You might have been asking why this snake pokemon could perform this feat.

The answer was magic. Please understand that magic had existed for a long time, but with the rise in violence due to the war, magic in general had become more widely used. Any pokemon in essence could use magic, but it took a strong individual to control it. The magic ranged from elemental types like the one that the Ekans was using right now. It was a Fire magic type. There was healing magic as well. Despite what most would think as a holy magic, anyone can actually use it no matter the moral compass. For example, I saw many Darkrai pokemon in that camp beneath Smokey used that same magic for minor bruises and once for a serious injury. There was also some miscellaneous magic. Some was for travel, others for levitation, etc. As long as you know the incantation circle, it would work.

The Ekans saw me and smiled smugly as he scoffed and challenged me. "Hey Aqua! How about that? I bet you can't do better." Did I forget that my affinity for certain elements allowed me to use that same elements magic with great ease? However, I also seem to be able to do minor spells of the other elements, but it takes a little more energy and preparation.

"Oh, Snare." Lilly complained a bit as she looked back to me. "Do you really want to take that challenge?" I could tell that she did not want to draw attention to us. Lilly, despite her size, was not one for excessive or unwanted attention.

I sighed and looked at Snare with a chuckle that soon crept to my lips. "Actually, I would prefer to get to work without having to be challenged by you every two seconds."

Snare just glared at me, which I answered with another chuckle. I waved goodbye to the kid while Lilly followed behind me. "You know that he will get himself into trouble if they do clash here?" I grimaced at the concept.

"How many pokemon have left?" I asked as we started to pass the empty houses. Children were looking around trying to find their old playmates. I bet that the parents were still confused as to what action they should take. "It seemed like there was too sudden a decrease in pokemon."

Lilly sighed and shook her head. "About three-fourths have left." In a town of about a few hundred, you could now imagine how deserted it seemed. "And I plan to leave tomorrow."

I stopped dead in my tracks as I looked up at my friend. "Where are you going?" I knew it was the most sensible thing to do, but I had hoped that I could weather through it with a friend. However, why should I weather through it?

"Well, I plan to go to Fuoco. What about you?" Dead center! Perfectly done Lilly, you asked the same question that I was having trouble answering. I stopped thinking and said the first thing that came to mind.

"I don't want to leave." I looked back up and turned to the children that were still looking at Snare in awe. "Despite being the pain-in-the-ass that Snare is, someone has to stay behind and protect kids like him. I need to help as much as I can."

Lilly's eyes gleamed with that preemptory shine as though she knew my answer before I did. She probably did. I was incredibly predictable. "I would expect nothing less, Aqua. Just don't die on us. Please, stay safe."

I saw that little hut at which I worked as the owner's assistant. It was a simple store of simple goods such as common TM's, food products, and other essentials. An elderly Kangaskhan owned it, and I helped with anything that I could in order to make her life and business run smoothly. She had a significant increase in sales the first few months that I worked there, but now, it was back down to its normal customer level. I entered to see her there at the cash register slightly dozing off. It was early, so no one was truly there to buy something.

I walked up to her, shook her awake, and sent her to bed. I went through my usual routine with cleaning the floors with my very useful Water 'magic'—I used my powers to manipulate Water, which seemed to be something separate from actual magic considering I did not need an incantation circle. However, I faked one in order to make it seem like magic. I monned the cash register for the majority of the time.

Closing time came in the blink of an eye. I closed up shop and went to check up on Miss Kangaskhan—her name was never said. Some say that she was so old that her name was lost and forgotten, especially by her as she became painfully senile. I entered her little back room that was past the storage room and served as her home. It was large enough to room all the essentials, but it would get crowded easily.

She was asleep on her bed. I smiled as I went to the single lamp that lit the painfully lonely enclosure to blow it out, but suddenly, she spoke, "Stop." Her voice was hoarse from age but soft in tone. Nonetheless, it made me jump. "I need to speak with you."

I nodded a little surprised that Kangaskhan knew it was me at the door without even turning around. She rose to a sitting position on her bed and turned to look at me with deep-set, wrinkled eyes. Her aura was surprisingly heavy on my heart. It was sad, worried, and troubled. It was as though she was to say something ominous, and I knew it was coming.

She took a deep-breath and eyed me, scrutinized me. I looked into her ponderous aura with a little fear when it slowly became more worried than anything else. "Aqua, please realize what you will do before you do it? I empathize greatly, but one's actions do not deserve such repercussions. Please, realize that we have all lost our Way only because we believe there to be only one course of action. Please listen before you act because sometimes things are not as they seem.

"I will die tomorrow. I have heard the rumors, and I know that you will stay. Please, when it happens, don't lose focus on what is truly important to protect." I stared at her a little surprised that she predicted that she was going to die or my choice for the upcoming battle. "I appreciate everything you have done for me. I only wish I could have given you a more anticipatory warning. Take all the money in the cash register and use it for your Way."

I was speechless through everything, and before I would say anything, Kangaskhan pushed me out of her door and locked it behind her. I was stuck there for a little while till I saw a note was slid under the door. I grabbed it in my teeth and went back to my bag near the counter. I heard the ding that came with the cash machine as I opened the bottom. It was unnerving to actually act upon her command, which made me hesitate in actually grabbing the poke. I felt like I was stealing it from her even though she told me to take it all. Still, she had always been wise even without her ability to remember certain things. My conscious got the better of me though, so I took only about thirty percent of the money that was in there. I could not leave her with none, but I had to do at least part of what I was told.

I stuffed the money into my bag and immediately left the store. I walked home with a dreadful weight in my stomach. It was so ominous that I could not fight the desire to stay up all night. I returned home shortly and threw the bag into a corner. I ran out and looked at all the pokemon going to their separate homes. My gut was twisting more and more as images of the City of Lights slowly flooded back into my mind. Suddenly, I saw Snare as Milo from back in the Mountains of the Shamans. Dear Arceus, I started to feel sick, angry, and frightened. They would all die, and I could not protect them.

I found Lilly walking home very quickly. Hysterically, I ran to her with heavy breath. She looked scared when she saw me, so I was only guessing that I looked deranged. "Lilly, please, you need to leave now."

"Wait, why?" She asked while becoming a little calmer as she got used to the fear that I was expressing. However, I could not accept the situation as one about which to be calm. "I'll leave tomorrow. It is not like they'll attack overnight. I'm sure we still have a couple days."

I tried to calm myself down a little bit more despite my own desire to panic as I looked from random pokemon to random pokemon. "Look, I just have this feeling that tomorrow will be too late. You know that pit feeling I tell you about when something bad is about to happen." She nodded a bit more assertively after I told her this. As little validity a hunch has, Lilly had this tendency to believe that such things were usually right. "And I am getting a very strong one right now."

Lilly soon copied my terrified expression to a much lesser degree, but she understood my actions, now. She entered her house to grab a few things while I got my things. However, before I even knew what was happening, I heard an explosion and someone screaming. I turned horrified to see troupers coming in one right after another blasting away at the village in random directions. Their aura was collectively whiter than a normal pokemon's. I cringed and ran up to the front to slow them down or at least distract them. I found these warriors strange, though. They actually wore metallic gauntlets that held this symbol on the center of it. It was that of a partially opened eye surrounded by seventeen points with basic symbols of the different elements. A part of me wondered if it was as strong as the armor I would make from my Ice.

One saw me coming and fired a very simple Mud-Slap attack to blind and damage me. The spear of loose sand shot from the ground towards me, but I only needed to side-step the attack to avoid it. "Wait, please, stop attacking. We haven't done anything." I pleaded as the pokemon fired the next attack with a little more precision, but again, I only needed to take a quick step to the left.

"Well, orders are orders, and we might as well have fun doing it, isn't that right boys?" The pokemon yelled to his comrades in back. I was horrified, but it was a weak feeling. I have already seen pokemon like them. Soon, it was quickly replaced by anger.

He readied another attack, but I was fed up with him. Consequentially, he received a Water Gun to the face. I ran with a grimace firmly planted on my face. While running, I kept yelling to everyone, "Run! Everyone run! The armies are coming!"

I saw Snare slithering his way home with a glazed look. He must have been tired because of his previous display of magic. I was a little annoyed, but I grabbed him by his tail and dragged him until I felt it was relatively safe. He looked a little surprised by my action, but a quick yawn silenced any objections. I just gave him a quick command to stay before running back into the fray.

I was passing several pokemon while running back. Most were children with one or both of their parents while the rest were taking up the frontline to prevent any further attack. I saw Lilly holding a couple of injured pokemon in her vine-like arms. They looked horribly wounded, and when our eyes met, I knew what she wanted. I also wanted it when I saw that blood flowing. No matter how many times one may see it, a pokemon should never be able to get used to the sight of blood… but I was uncomfortably resistant. She ran right next to me while I saw some pokemon use some moves like Protect and Detect to keep us safe while one in particular slammed his fist into the ground to create a wall of Rock to protect us. I actually did not know some of these pokemon had such a prowess in magic to do that. However, I needed to re-orientate myself.

Lilly laid the injured down on the ground in front of me, and I began to trace a large enough circle around the more severely wounded. With the circle in place, I put my paws up and relaxed to the reservoirs of energy that would normally be used for regular attacks. Magic worked because of the earthily connection that pokemon already have to the elements of the world like mine with Water. However, the energy that was used for regular elemental attacks like a Water Gun or manipulation of outside material like a Razor Leaf was very basic at first. We specify it unknowingly when we use our regular attacks; however, magic would be a separate employment of that same substance as it would take that starting material and segregate it into a ball of pure energy that instead was amplified and focused through the incantation circle. This actually would come up to the drawback of using magic. Magic would get the energy, which was replaceable, but it does not know when to stop. A pokemon may not have enough energy to perform the spell, and unfortunately, it would have adverse effects on the pokemon's body as a result. The worse the energy debt would be, the worse the body would be hurt. Regular attacks had the innate ability to know when that energy level was too low.

I had just grabbed that necessary energy from my reservoir, which they said was unnaturally high, and commenced to envelope the pokemon in a multicolored cylinder. To tell the truth, it was not actually all that high. I could perform some healing magic at best, but most other elements were harder. I could mostly to Water, Ice, Fire, and Dark magic because of my natural manipulation of those elements without an Incantation Circle. The bases were the incantation circles where the natural cross for aid was in the middle, while there was a seventeen-sided shape that had an unknown symbol at each corner in the middle. Slowly, the bloody injuries that the pokemon obtained were healed, and consciousness soon followed almost like a Recover move on someone else.

I was done within a few seconds, and I let the spell end with a sigh at the expenditure. The two looked back and forth for a time, and then, at me and smiled gratefully. I returned it despite the initial fatigue. A sudden grunt from the pokemon that held up the barriers pulled me back into the current situation. I yelled for the pokemon to go. I turned back to the pokemon and motioned for them to part so that I could start my defense. Lilly stood beside me, but the barrier pokemon quickly grabbed her and ran for it. They were smart, and I was glad that they took her away despite her protesting. Now, I could unleash my rage on these bastards for disrupting another peaceful portion of my life—or at least as much of it as possible before their reinforcements arrived. Then, I got a good look at the numbers. I probably should not have done it now.

I was staring back at the army while the pokemon I spoke to before held a look of discomfort and apprehension. "Well, I did not know someone here knew the Curaga Healing Spell. Who in Arceus' name are you?"

"It doesn't matter." I told him as I bunkered down into a defensive position. I glared at him menacingly. "Please, leave and fight somewhere else."

The pokemon scoffed at my answered, but later sighed and motioned his attack force to spread out into a half circle in front of me. "Well, I can't disobey someone who could kill me, and furthermore, you should be happy we are here. We are here to liberate you from Darkrai's forces."

His logic was appalling, and what hurt me even more was that he was using it as justification for killing. "Bullshit, I know you just want to see blood." I growled out to the bastard. My anger was starting to flare up, but each time I looked at the numerous pokemon here who needed to run away, I reminded myself of what I had to do… no matter how much his blood would have been nice to see... or maybe his head rolling on the ground. "We were perfectly happy here. We were at peace for Arceus' sake."

"That is Darkrai talking. There is no such thing as peace unless it is under Arceus' protection." The pokemon barked back with a chant of affirmation from the crowd. "Now, repent for your lies, Vaporeon."

"Run!" I yelled to the pokemon behind me. They followed instructions while the soldiers all charged up their individual attack, but that charge-time provided me enough of a delay to form a shield out of Ice using my natural manipulation ability. With the available Ice and being out of sight, I used some of it to make myself invisible like I did so many years ago. Quickly darting out of my shield before letting it crumble under their pressure, I ran away from the platoon. I may have been angry, but that did not mean that I was stupid. A squad against me would be too much, and the other pokemon came first. I was supposed to be a protector, not a crazed attacker like those brutes despite my thoughts. It was normal, at least for me.

I ran as fast as I could till I found someone. I lifted my ice-cloak and helped the pokemon to the edge. I helped anyone that I could find. I stopped at the edge of town and started searching for Snare. He was not there! This was bad, oh so very bad. He could be stuck some… Damnit! Knowing him, he would have gone back in and tried to fight those barbarians himself. Snare would get himself killed! Worry traveled through my entire system and set everything on high alert. My senses heightened; my nose caught every scent; my ears started to pound and hear the burning and screaming from the town; my fur bristled at the feeling of fear. I jumped to my paws and ran.

Still, I ran back into Azeimoc only to hear a yell. It was Snare! I panicked even more and ran as fast as I could to where I heard the child's scream, but alas, I was too late. The unit had dispersed, but some still got to Snare first. He was in one's claws with blood dripping down his body. The pokemon saw me and threw Snare to the ground. I pounced to Snare's side, but all I could see was lifeless fear in the teen's eyes. It was Milo all over again. I so deeply wanted to cry for the poor child's untimely death. These pokemon were too cruel if they really were willing to harm an innocent. Damn them to burn!

I looked to the group of five as four glared at me. The fifth was slowly backing away. I would not let any of these bastards escape. They harmed my friends, destroyed their peace, and brought a lifetime of suffering. I would destroy them! I want their blood! I summoned a large quantity of Water magic as the corresponding incantation circle surrounded me with it bright blue glow. I smashed my wave into those pokemon with amazing furiosity and accompanied it with my own ability to manipulate Water. I sent them tumbling through whirlpools and clash and slash each other and bleed. Let them suffer! The pokemon that did not glare at me was the only one to avoid it. I grew angrier as I let my attack drop to hear four resounding thuds. The others were left there groaning in pain while I glared at the pokemon, but that was not enough. They must pay with their lives. They were wet… easy. Four spikes rose from ground spearing them all. The pure ice was stained red with such a satisfying screams of their demise, and now, only one remained. He stepped back up to a wall while I imagined all the ways that he could suffer.

"I'm sorry." He whimpered out as he huddled against the wall. He was trembling like a leaf against a gale. He deserved this! He attacked and killed another pokemon. I hated him! I hated them all! I will kill them, just like they killed Mali, Milo, Snare, and more.

I cocked my head to the side and looked his aura over. It was green with terror coated with sadness. "You're sorry?" I questioned it as a snarl came upon my muzzle. He was just scared, sure, but there was plenty to fear. After all, revenge was a very lethal thing at times especially when you deserved it. "What will that do? Snare is still dead. What makes you different from them? What did you do to stop them?"

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he could not force any utterance of a defense. "That's what I thought." I still felt moisture in the air and my mind was too focused on the pokemon that I just formed it into a dagger over my paw, poised to strike and kill over his head. "Now, I'm going to treat you like every other creature like you. The demons, servants… I'll kill you all!"

I pulled my paw back and struck. "Stop!" My blade obeyed only millimeters from the pokemon's forehead. I turned to see Lilly terrified at me. "Aqua, what are you doing?"

"I'm avenging Snare. I'm going to kill every single one of these bastards." I growled out and glared back at the pokemon, but my paw was starting to shake? Why? I needed to kill him. If I did not do something, more pokemon would die.

Lilly must have seen Snare's body because she gasped, and then, the bodies—the greatly bloody bodies. However, an ensuing silence choked the air. I was starting to suffocate in it while the seconds dragged on. My paw was still disobeying my order to kill the monster in front of me with those big murderous eyes that were laced in beautiful fearful tears. But still, why was my paw shaking? He deserved to die!

"But are you willing to do the same as them?" Lilly questioned me while my paw stopped shaking. "Are you willing to become another pokemon like them?"

"But this isn't the mindless killing they are doing." I retorted back as I went away from the scared pokemon and went right into Lilly's face. "I will never stoop down to their level."

Lilly changed from a scared aura to a piteous one. "But Aqua, isn't murder still murder no matter the reason?" I yelled out several 'no's in anger. "What happened to the Aqua that would fight with kindness in her heart? What happened to the Vaporeon that would dissolve conflicts with a smile? What happened to the Aqua that I knew because I seem to have lost her. She would never destroy the life of another when she knew the pain that has on the innocent."

I looked down at my paw a little afraid to see it. What scared me the most was that I could imagine it covered in blood, and then, I saw Snare's killer with the same bloody paw. I let the ice dissipate as I hung my head low in shame. I had essentially became a little like Enjiru, right? I became a killer. I was an idiot. I let my anger get the better of me. Maybe, I had changed too much.

"Thank you, Lilly." I turned back to the pokemon, but he was long gone. I gasped and quickly looked around to try and find him but to no avail. "I wonder where he went. Anyway, we need to leave, now." The loss of my anger also meant that the previous use of energy caught up with me. I could probably only take on a couple more of these guys before having to retreat because of exhaustion.

Lilly nodded, but the sudden cracks of shingles made both of us gaze up to the encompassing pokemon. I was surprised and worried, as the majority of the platoons seemed to surround us in mere moments. How did they sneak up on us? I cringed at the sight and bunkered down into a defensive position with my back to Lilly, breathing a little heavy. I was starting to panic a bit as well. With this many pokemon, it was unlikely that I could protect Lilly for very long. I bit my lip and scanned the crowd quickly. The closest member to the forest looked kind of weak. He was also a Grass-type pokemon, so my control over Fire should be effective. Maybe, we could escape. They probably chose him for the sake of a type advantage.

I had to do this quickly and efficiently. I delved back down into my reservoirs of energy and took a very large chunk. It would have to work for Lilly to be able to get out alive. I was a little anxious of the result of this expenditure, but it was necessary. A large red incantation circle surrounded the general area of the unfortunate Grass pokemon and ignited the area in a large column of flames. I scorched the pokemon and any nearby enough so that he was unlikely to return to battle soon… heh, maybe never. With that chance and the surprised gasps I heard from the crowd, I took Lilly and ran for it.

I feared for Lilly's safety while jumping over the seared pokemon, but what scared me the most was the fact that the Grass pokemon was emitting a triumphant aura when we passed him. I felt a tasted a bit of blood starting to accumulate in my mouth and a warm liquid coming down my eyes. Damn, I spent a little too much. We ran while that looming aura kept stabbing at my confidence along with my current state. It was probably only a few minutes when a group of ten pokemon surrounded us. Lilly jumped back, and I turned my back to her. I felt anger well up in my stomach, again as I growled to the ten pokemon. They each charged up their individual attack and sent it at us. I acted quickly and summoned my Ice shield.

I heard Lilly gasp while I held the barrier. I could only assume that she noticed I did it without an incantation circle, but that detail could wait till later. I felt my rage start to rise, and with it, my strength. I screamed out in fury as I pushed the shield out toward my enemies. I would defeat them no matter what to protect my friends. I was better than those monsters, and I would prove it by fighting to defend everyone and everything from their self-righteous egos. I pushed the Ice back and sent them all flying, but at a significant cost.

I felt my breathing become dangerously ragged, and my sight started to blur a little. I definitely used too much energy in that assualt. I looked to see Lilly a little shocked, but she smiled and started to run back. I smiled to her back. She still trusted me, and that was all that I desired. I was glad to call her my friend.

"Hehe, don't turn your back to the enemy!" I looked at one of the ten pokemon that surrounded us as she recovered a little too quick and charged a small poisonous projectile. "Now, die!"

Strangely, she did not aim at me. I looked at the trajectory only to have fear encompass my body. I ignored the weakness that I felt, but my eyesight was still a little blurry. I could not aim correctly, but I could give it a bigger target. I put myself in front of Lilly and summoned a weak Ice shield. I needed to stay strong, and I stupidly tried to strengthen my own barrier by putting my own weight against it. However, it worked poorly. I was surprised to find the poison projectile give a loud hiss as it quickly penetrated my Ice. Surprise was the only emotion I felt at that time before the glob shot out of my Ice and right into my upper abdomen.

I gasped in pain as my Ice fell. I gave a resounding thud as the pain seared through my entire body. The globule had entered my body, and now, the poison was burning its way through my system. It felt like a thousand needles replaced every drop of blood that I had. I could feel it ripping apart my body, and thus, I writhed in place as I continued to scream in my intense pain. I saw Lilly came up to me, and as thanks for staying by my side, I screamed in her face in pain. In hindsight, I actually would not blame her for the actions that followed. She picked me up and ran while I struggled in her grasp and started to rip at my own fur.

I was in so much pain that I wanted the poison out by any means. I pulled out my hair and cut my own skin to make my poisonous blood drip out. It felt like an eternity of torture till suddenly the pain started to subside. I felt a little peace seem to overlap the pain. I welcomed the refreshing feeling, but my body also seemed to numb. Lilly placed me by a tree while she started tearing up. She was always a nice friend. I smiled, or at least tried to smile, at her as the peace started to overflow now.

I collapsed onto the ground while my eyes looked up to the moon overhead. I could see it through the leafless branches. Interestingly enough, the moon was starting to darken. Funny, there would be another lunar eclipse for this Eclipse. Maybe, Enjiru would finally get his ass kicked with this new cycle. I heard muffled screaming as my eyes closed for that peaceful darkness.

It felt like I was sinking through some viscous liquid. It cradled me in its overwhelmingly soft embrace, but it soon grew cold on my back as I felt myself falling yet standing at the same time. It was confusing, but the cold slowly crept up my back. Then, my head felt the cold that sent my eyes open only to see myself rising from dark earth as it rippled away from my paws. My paws came up from the gray earth as a finally ripple magnified underneath me and then dispersed in all direction in a perfect circle.

I felt a little wobbly on my legs, but I kept myself up despite the weakness. The situation was dreadfully confusing, but another part of me kept telling me that I was home. The place was interesting landscape. I was in the center of what looked to be a motley of environments thrown together right next to each other. Each focused on an element. In fact, I saw a field of flowers and grass with scatter trees that probably signified Grass while another on the other side of the circle was a deep forest filled with webs and echoes of buzzing. I assumed that it was Bug. I looked right behind me only to laugh a bit when I saw Dark with its infinite shadows, overcast, and many black stones right next to Psychic with its looming bright dome and wisps of multicolored energy among a twisted landscape.

I looked at each with a fascination and fear of each scene. Each one seemed to want to explode, but none did. It was not till I felt a sudden rush of energy that the explosion occurred. Another ripple was sent flying from my body into the ground and reverberating to each elemental spot of land. I tried to stay standing, but the shaking was too fierce. I was scared as I fell to the ground, but I could neither scream nor any other utterance as pillars of the same grey stone that was underneath me shot up from each element. Awe was the only emotion that came forward as they reached the sky, and then, stopped. The ground stopped shaking as all the pillars stopped growing.

I took a few steady breaths as I turned round and round to look at each pillar. They were as plain as the earth upon which I walked, but they also held some majesty in such simplicity. I heard more shifting of earth, which made me fear more, so I bunkered back down. However, the earth did not shake, but rather, smaller pillars came up around me arranged in a circle with one smaller pillar perfectly aligned with one of the taller pillar. Also, interestingly enough, four of those small pillars held floating gems that held some color to them. One was as black as night, and it pointed towards Dark. Another was a fierce red and positioned at Fire. A third was almost pure white, but it held some blue. Ice was in its path. Finally, the fourth was a pure, deep blue to match its partner, Water.

The crystals were beautiful and mesmerizing, but at the same time, they confused me greatly. Out of curiosity, I strayed towards the Water jewel only to have the pillar glow a bit and a barrier block my ability to touch it. I grumbled a bit, but I decided to try another one. Unfortunately, all the gems were the same. I could not touch them. I became very irritated, but something came to mind before I wanted to rant.

'Find the key to unlock your inheritance.' This statement only increased my annoyance, but I could not ponder the meaning further as a sudden sinking feeling came over me. My head felt light and everything started to blur. I lost feeling everywhere. I lost control of my muscles and dropped, but then, I only found myself falling, again. Lost in meaningless thoughts, I felt an overwhelming desire to look for those keys. However, I could not and did not know where to find them.

I gave a sudden intake of some air and soil as my eyes flew open. I was covered in dirt and a fair amount of it. I felt claustrophobic and panicked a little with the earth surrounding me. I felt water nearby, so I made a thick veil of it around me body that kept me safe from the mud. I calmed a little and used the water to wash away a hole for me to pass. Lilly must have thought that I was dead. I guessed that I forgot to tell Lilly my incredible ability to live through such fatal events that it was almost clichéd. I resurfaced and let my water drop to gasp in some fresh crisp air.

I smiled momentarily, but the booms and shouts of pokemon ruined my peace. I looked out to Azeimoc. The Sacred Plates and the Demons have clashed in that poor little town. I felt an overwhelming pity for the town and all its inhabitants. Everything was burning. I bet Kangaskhan was right. She probably was already dead. After what I saw from last night, she would be so senile that either side would kill her in a second just because they thought she was annoying.

I bit my lip in disgust and resisted the urge to yell out. Everyone out there probably thought that I was dead as Eclipse and Aqua. Oh well, I guessed that I would have to start all over. However, I was not going to get rid of mom's name. I was still Aqua through and through. I sighed and smiled a bit at the memory of mom. I summoned back the water and coated myself in the armor. I made it opaque. Then, I coated that in Dark and Fire. I imagined myself to look like a blazing Houndoom. I hoped that I looked like what I imagined.

Nonetheless, the important thing was to start attacking. I would just attack all of them. I cared not for whose side the pokemon was fighting. I steeled myself for the fight ahead. Then, I ran. I let my anger come up a little as I came upon the battle with Divine Servants fighting each other. One pokemon from each side with one aura or another, black or white, fought with the powers of the other legendaries. One flung Articuno's Ice Beam while another blocked with Groudon's Rock Throw by taking earth from underneath her. The Divine Servant for Articuno had a black aura.

I sighed at the bloody sight. I scanned the battlefield while keeping my Dark and Fire flames at a minimal height. I saw Kangaskhan's shop burned down, which made a tear fall from my eyes. Oh, my eyes! That reminded me that I should hide their color. I decided to just go for black. A large amount of Flying magic, which can be mistaken as wind to some, went flying by my shoulder.

"Hey, who are you?" I heard one pokemon yell out from the crowd. I looked at the Demon who noticed me. That was moronic of him to waste energy only to miss.

The battling stopped as each and every one of them looked up at me. I stood stock still while glancing from one pokemon to the other. My eyes were completely black and empty. Hopefully, I made them seem that way. I could feel my rage start to tingle in my stomach. My body was urging me forward to fight them. By the looks of the battlefield, the majority of the pokemon that I had seen last night were defeated, dead, or injured. Also, I could see the Demons fared no better. Not one of whom I knew was there. At least, I was able to keep them out of this fight.

That was the only solace I could find from this horrible ordeal. I hated what I needed to do at least a little, but then again, all these pokemon through their avarice deserved a good smack into reality. I would make this their worst nightmare... Yeah, that would be my new name: 'Nightmare.' I started to laugh at my own name, and they all seemed to step away from me in a little apprehension, except for the Divine Servants. They were really cocky.

I used the water in my mouth to distort my voice by muffling and distorting the exhalation of wind that causes our voice, so it sounded feminine but unrecognizable. "Well, I'm sorry for that, but my name is Nightmare…. And I'm here to burn you all!"

I used the fire on my body and attacked right down the middle of the battle. I smiled to myself while I took the Dark of my body and attacked an adjacent Plate warrior. He was down in a second. Weak! Individually, they guys were weak. I was just unlucky last night because I had to fight several at the same time. I loved this rush. I wanted to laugh, again, when the Plate's Divine Servant shot his Rock Throw at me. I used the fire on my body slightly as a propulsion source as I side-stepped the attack only to have it heading for Darkrai's Divine Servant. That scream was beautiful from the ones that have caused so much suffering.

I jumped off the ground as another round of pokemon fired their respective attacks. I utilized my fire, again, as an extra boost away from the battlefield. I took a good look at the pokemon only to laugh, again. They had effectively dwindled their own numbers, again. That looked like another two down other than the pokemon I took down myself. Both sides started to come closer together while I jumped back on the roof of my building. Soon, two pokemon grazed arms and found themselves to be enemies.

I laughed under my breath as the duo tried to kill each other, again. That set off a chain of events as everyone realized that the enemy was so close. They shot and killed each other. It was actually more of the Divine Servants that killed their opponents till only a few regular pokemon and the Divine Servants were left. And I did not even have to do anything!

I grimaced this time at the sight of death. It was still sickening and pathetic that these pokemon would resort to such actions. It was deplorable, and yet, I found it enticing to do it myself. It would be so much easier just to use the Ice underneath all this Dark and Fire and pierce them. No! I had to remember what Lilly told me. I was better than them. I would not become an emotionless sociopath bent on killing everyone she believes to be wrong. I was neither Light nor Darkness. I was me and screw everyone that thought otherwise. This needed to change! I needed to change these pokemon, but they would not listen to me.

All the pokemon that were fighting were now panting. The two Divine Servants were gasping for air as their auras faltered. They could not hold their power for much longer. I sighed and stood up. They had completely forgotten about me and focused on the other enemy. I supposed that their stupidity, idiocy, or any other synonym at work was at work. I probably would not have killed them, but the other side definitely would have. I wanted to smile to myself and feel a little pride because I was different from them, but this was not the time. I was surprised that I laughed so much back then when I realized this. I definitely had changed. I thought that I was becoming more monstrous. However, how could I not be affected? After all, corruption came to me just from living in this world and Enjiru.

I stood up and fired an Ice Beam at the center of the group. It radiated outwards to blow them away while some captured the two Divine Servants by their feet. I jumped onto the ground and ran at the Ice. I quickly used the Ice to completely cover the two Divine Servants from head to toe with a few air holes just to keep them alive. They were now nothing but living ice sculptures. I looked at the regular pokemon as they started to back away from me. Pity washed over me as I looked at the pokemon. They only knew fighting and death right now. Then again, I was a bit like them... or maybe not. I sighed but redirected the true source of all this malignance: Enjiru as to spare their lives.

I looked at each pokemon individually until I found one with a whitish aura. I trotted over to him very calmly while trying to keep my anger in check. He was frozen in place while I came closer and closer and closer. I stopped right in front of him and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Where is Enjiru?" I asked him in that distorted voice I made. The pokemon looked a little shocked and did not answer at first. "I repeat, where is Enjiru!"

I let my anger slip a bit, which sent him into a shivering mess on the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't know. He usually goes to Itlaa around this time to look over the new recruits. Please don't kill me!"

"Where is Itlaa?" I growled to the pokemon while puffing out the flames a little because of my anger.

He shivered a bit, but answered a little later, "I-it's d-due West!"

I walked away from the pokemon only to encase him in Ice. I only let his head go. I turned to the other pokemon and quickly froze them as well while they screamed to let them live. They really did know only death on the battlefield. It was so sad. Had killing really become something so trite? We have power, but do we use it to kill each other for only thinking something different? I could not find an answer, but my gut was telling me what I wanted to hear: no or maybe yes.

Thinking about how they could do this so easily made my anger boil, but I could not let it explode. I sighed and tried to let it dissipate when suddenly I saw the grave that Lilly made for me. I allowed the Dark and Fire to leave my body and the Ice underneath to sublimate. I went over to the dirt and packed it back together. That Aqua was dead with the destruction of her new home. I wanted to cry a bit, but I held it back.

I could not let Lilly think I was gone forever when I was not. That would be lying to a friend. That would be unfair to her, so I decided to write on the dirt:

Dear Lilly,

I'm actually surprised that I'm alive, but please, understand that I don't want anyone else to know. I'm going to change this world and make sure no one has to die like Snare or suffer like you did. So now, I just ask that you protect yourself while I play hero! Please, erase this message when you get it.

Sincerely,

Aqua

I smiled at the note while a lone tear accidentally broke through my emotional wall, but I just let it go as I wiped my eyes. Time to prove that a prophesized demon could be a hero, too! I looked to the sun to see it was still fairly early in the morning. I smiled and peered at it over the burning town. I took a deep breath and ran from the town away from the sun. When I was far enough away, I activated this commonplace magic that allowed for faster travel. A pair of incantation circles formed below me as their dark grey glow illuminated me from below. I saw that I was running faster and judging by the speed. I would reach the patrols of the Sacred Plates in a few hours. For my destination, I would just have to be patient.

Eli: Well, that wasn't all that bad. At least, they know to fear me.

Me: Yes, yes. Well, they fear 'Nightmare,' and you're a nobody.

Jiru: I'm next, right? Then, I shall rain down Divine Judgment upon my enemies! Review to continue the story.

Eli: And see me kill this bastard. ;P See ya!

Me: Also, have a nice day.