The Shaman

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Lightning streaked across the night's sky lighting up the forest near Lilycove city. The roar of thunder shortly followed after and it continue like that for a couple of seconds until rain silently fell from the heavens. Raindrops landed constantly on a Shinto style temple found on top of a hill. Dark laughter interrupted the steady fall of rain and the mad cackle of what could be described as a witch joined the laughter of darkness. This temple belonged to the Netherlands clan, a clan of powerful shamans who protected the living for generations until the spirits they swore to defeat subdued them all. That is, all but one of the Netherlands.

He was the current head of the Netherlands and he is considered to be the strongest. Years ago, he wasn't even in consideration due to his extremely dark nature that he used to indulge himself in all of the pleasures that could be found for the flesh but things changed when he became the only surviving member. His dark nature came to an end when he became a member of Burning Shadows but that's another story on its own. His name is Yoh Netherlands and he is now sitting in the center of a pentagram surrounded by the ancestral spirits who protected the Netherlands clan for generations.

The first spirit was that of a woman who strongly resembles a witch even to the fine details. Her name was Misery. Standing to Misery's left was Betrayal, a male spirit who always wore a big grin on his face while running his figure through his spiky hair until he hits his ponytail, and then he will begin to play with the dolls he carries. Sitting next to Betrayal was the last female spirit. She always wore a kimono and was typically quiet but she had her moments of icy words that can turn a roaring furnace into a freezer. Her name was Fear. Floating next to Fear was a massive spirit who glared at Yoh with his only eye. His other eye was destroyed centuries ago when he battled a powerful enemy. His name was Death. The final spirit who rested at the last point of the pentagram was the strongest of them all. He was a short and pudgy man who always found humor in the dimmest of situations. His hair was spiky but brushed back. His name was Genesis, the first member of the Netherlands clan to rule the shaman clans generations ago.

"The boundary that rests between the living and the dead is being disrupted by a powerful force," spoke Death with his dark and booming voice.

"There are far to many incidents involving the living, if this keeps up, we will have a full scale invasion on our ghastly hands," spat Misery with a minor cackle in the end.

"And you are all saying that this flower is involve," stated Yoh as he inspects the red Iris flower that was placed in the center of the pentagram.

"Yes, this flower is generating some type of energy that defies all logic," Fear said as she brush aside a strand of her hair.

"But what makes this flower even more interesting is the fact that it fell from the sky and landed on you master Yoh," said Betrayal as he used one of his dolls to speak on his behalf.

"But what does this flower really have to do with what is going on in the world of the living and the dead?" questions Netherlands as he stares at the bright red flower.

"Even we, the ancestral spirits are at a lost for words, even the dead has no answers for us. Even the ones who love to talk," Genesis spoke watching the scene with a bored expression.

Yoh continues to stare at the flower as the spirits began to talk amongst themselves. To him, it was an ordinary flower but for some reason it was more than that. This flower had the spirits spooked and that was never a good sign. This stupid glowing flower was nothing but a nuisance…When did the flower begin to glow?

"Genesis, the flower is glowing," Yoh said as he reached for the Iris.

All the spirits stopped talking and turned their gaze to the flower. Each of them was baffle and disturbed by the energy that was being emitted by the flower. It was energy not of this world. As soon as Yoh touched the flower, the rain outside began to pour more intensely and it began to envelop his fingers with a red aura. And just as quickly, it stopped. The flower was done emitting the supernatural energy and the rain stopped. An unnatural silence fills the area and no one makes a sound. Each of the spirits move closer to Yoh, their eyes not moving from the flower. When they are inches away from him, a loud cry from a very large crow startles them all. It continues to cry frantically. Netherlands uses his shamanic powers to feel the presence that disturbed them at this crucial time. It belongs to a Honchkrow, a very familiar one. He continues to probe the area and finds another presence. This one belonged to a human and their aura was faint. As he focuses, he learns the identity of the human. It was Raven Hearts.

Yoh darts out of the pentagram and pushes open the door of the room. He runs past the Honchkrow and kneels over Raven's body. Netherlands raises her head slowly and looks down at her. Feeling familiar warmth, Raven opens her eyes and is relieve at the fact that she finally reached Yoh.

"So, are you just going to hold me all day or are you going to help me?" asked Raven as she smiles softly as her vision blurs slightly.

"You know I am, just hold on," Yoh answers as he cracks smile on his worry face.

"Just don't do anything funny," she replies before closing her eyes.

"Raven? Raven! Ravennn!"

Author's notes: So, it took me forever to finally finish… Man, that sucks. For those who are reading my story, I hoped you liked the chapter. So, we now known who the Shaman is and apparently there's something going on between him and Raven. Unlike the other members of Burning Shadows (btw I'm not using BS to shorten Burning Shadows anymore), Netherlands is the only one who has abilities and powers due to his bloodline. Now, the next character is known as "the Ranger".

Yoh Netherlands

Age: 24

Height: 5'9

Eye color: Dark brown

Hair color: Dark brown

Birthplace: Lilycove City

Personality: Due to his childhood, he became very dark and trouble. One reason was that he was drunk with power as everyone saw him as the strongest Netherlands to ever be born. After he did a couple of questionable things, he was tossed aside as a black sheep and that cause him to follow a dark road. Which led him to indulge himself in any pleasure he could find. That led him to obtaining two apprentices who he only used as "sex slaves". But after one encounter with an extremely powerful Alakazam, he began to change his ways. He treated his "slaves" as real apprentices and taught them how to use their abilities. Not only did he help his two apprentices become stronger, he became stronger as well. He even was strong enough to capture the Alakazam who helped him change. As time continues to pass, he became more responsible, kinder, and respectable and grew wiser.

Accomplishments: He became the head of his clan and has become one of the strongest shamans in history.

Appearance: His hair is kept short and unkempt. He prefers to wear robes and the color remains in the gray scale range. He also loves to wear face paint in the form of a skull. When he is on official business, he wears a black top hat and black suit top off with his trademark skull cane.

Pokemon he owns: Justice the male Alakazam, a male Gengar, a male Banette, a female Mismagius, a male Dusknoir, and a female Froslass.