Author's Notes: Hey, it's me again. I'm here with the second chapter of this tale of daring, cunning, maybe some romance, mixed together in a pot of adventure. Well, let's dive in, shall we? Do you go feet or head first?

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The inside was even bigger than the outside. People walked here and there, talking, running, playing, and generally having a blast. My mom and dad wandered off, leaving me and my sister to walk around together.

"Amazing." Tristian gasped. There were some booths set up, showing off some dohickeys and thing-a-ma-jigs. (Not the candy bars) One guy displayed a cool remote control Tyranitar. Small, of course. About the size of a basketball. It had a gadget in its mouth that shot a smaller version of a hyper beam.

"Aw!" Tristian said. "It's so cute!"

"It's a Tyranitar." I pointed out.

"But it's cute!"

"And it's also expensive. More than you have." I said, dragging her away. She pouted for a few minutes, but cheered up when she was able to buy a stuffed Larvitar doll. And a Gengar doll, only Arceus knows why. I, on the other hand, got a Cyndaquil... What's with the face? A guy can't have a doll without people looking at him strange? Bias. That's like saying a Lapras can't have a pet Sharpedo. But we're getting off topic.

Anyway, we spent the better part of the day looking around. I even stole her Larvitar and ran off, her hot on my tail, just for something to do. It was all in good fun, and I finally gave it back when we met our parents and Gregory told me to.

"It's time." He said, shooing us into one of the bigger rooms. The room was circular. At one end, a stage sat. The rest of the room was taken up by thousands of seats, and people flooding in to get a good seat.

"Come on!" Gregory said, leading the way. We pushed past some people, and ended up getting seats on the third row back. There was a curtain drawn, concealing whatever was behind it. The room was filled with the voices of hundreds of people as they clamored for seats. After a bit, the lights dimmed, amd a man on stage was lit up by a spotlight.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," He said, "to the reenactment of one of my personal favorite wars. The war fought, so that anyone who wasn't all human had the same rights as everyone else. And so, the moment you've all been waiting for... the Five Years War!" He exclaimed, walking offstage as the curtain was pulled back.

~~~~Time Skip~~~~

"We have lost the port city of Talavol. If they attack here, our defenses won't hold." A soldier delivered the message. The king sighed.

"Send a message of surrender. It is all we can do." The king said after a moment. The messenger bowed and left. "Oh, what have I done to bring us to this point?" The king said with a sigh. The scene changed, and there was a table in the center. The king was putting his seal on a piece of paper. He handed it to a man standing by, who grabbed it, bowed, and left.

"There." The king addressed a man across from him. The man wore a white cloak, under which he wore a green tunic and breeches. He had orange and black striped hair, and a striped tail extended from his backside. "You have what you want. Equal rights to all... half humans."

The man smiled. "Please, refer to us with kindness." He said.

"KINDNESS?" A voice boomed. From the looks on the king and man's face, this wasn't part of the script.

"TREAT YOU SCUM WITH RESPECT?" The voice boomed again. Above them, a man floated down. He wore all black. Cloak, tunic, breeches, even his mask. He landed in front of the white cloaked man.

"You disgust me." He said, and backhanded the man. The man flew offstage, crashing into the back wall. People screamed and scattered.

Suddenly the roof blew inward, burying a lot of people under it. I dove to the right, grabbing Tristian with me the avoid the ceiling. Looking back, I realized we'd been separated from our parents. The black clothed man on stage looked at us and smiled evilly.

"Hello." He said, raising his right hand up. Dark energy began to form in his palm.

"Die." He said, shooting it at us. I threw my arm out, and flames flew toward the ball of energy, intercepting it and causing an explosion. I shoved Tristian towards the exit.

"Run!" I yelled over the clamor. As she started running, people jumped down from the busted ceiling, landing in several places. They wore dark clothing, and chased down all who were there, cutting them down with their swords. My eyes widened as one started toward us. I planted myself in front of Tristian. Suddenly the man froze, a surprised look on his face. He looked down, where a sword protruded from the middle of his chest. His eyes rolled back and he fell to the floor. A girl in aqua blue armor stood where he fell. She was about my age, had light blue hair to about mid back, and her skin was about the same. She wore dark blue breeches. She had sea green eyes. She was obviously half-Dewott.

"Come on!" She beckoned us. She turned and sprinted away. We did the rational thing. We followed her. She led us to a side exit, which she opened and beckoned us through. She led us down the street.

"Wait!" I called.

"Can't we must distance ourselves!" She answered. She led us around into an alley with a ladder set against the wall, leading up to the top of one of the buildings. She climbed the ladder, and we followed. From where we were, I noticed a shed like structure perched on the back of the building, against a wall. She walked up to it.

"Where are you taking us?" I asked.

"Somewhere safe for our kind." She stated. She preformed a series of knocks on the door. It creaked open, and she nodded.

"Tyrone." She said. A guy stood before them, a giant among men. He stood at at least 7 feet. His sandy hair, green eyes, and slightly rocky skin distinguished him as part Tyranitar. He nodded to her, looking at us.

"Who're they? He asked.

"New recruits." She answered. He merely grunted, and stood aside. She beckoned us, and we followed her in. The back of the shed extended into the wall, forming a tunnel. It was dark, but not dank. She led us through, the occasional torch hanging on the wall lighting the way. At the end, I wasn't surprised to see another door. She opened this one, and what I saw made my jaw nearly hit the floor. We stepped into a humongous room of all white. And I mean the color of white that almost hurts to look at. Huge pillars extended up to support this massive structure.

"Where are we?" I asked when I had gotten my breath back.

"The Hall of Origins." She answered.

"But isn't that where Arceus dwells?" I asked.

"Yep." She said simply.

"So, why did you bring us here?" I was in a steady flow of questions.

"Yeah, okay." She said as we started walking through the gargantuan hall. (haha, thoughtbI had run out of synonyms for huge, did you?)

"This, as I have said, is the Hall of Origins. All apprentices walk through here when they arrive."

"Apprentices?" I asked.

"Trainees." She explained.

"I-" Tristian started.

"Let me explain." The girl interrupted. "New arrivals are made to walk through here. If they are... oh, what's the word..."

"Worthy?" I offered.

"Not quite, but sure. If they're worthy, they walk through unharmed." She said.

"And if they aren't?" Tristian dared ask.

"We'd have some ashes to clean up." The girl said simply.

"Sorry I asked." Tristian said.

"The ones 'worthy' are led to the legendary pokemon, and one of them takes on the person as an apprentice. They teach them how to fight, as well as a the other subjects. History, Science, and so on and so forth. Basically, the Legendary is responsible for the tutoring of the individual. Occassionally they send us out on missions. Following so far?" She asked.

"I think so. So who's your mentor?" I asked.

"My mentor is the Sea Goddess, Kyogre." She answered.

"And you are..." I prompted.

"Oh, I never introduced myself. I'm River." She said.

"I see. So now, we're walking down this very long corridor to get to the legendaries?" I asked.

"Yep." She said.

"They really need to shorten it." I muttered. Tristian giggled.

"It tests your endurance." River offered. After a bit of walking, the hall ended in a set of huge wooden doors. As we stepped up to them, they slowly creaked open.

"Behold, the legends." River stated. The hall opened up into another large room, smaller than the hall in comparison. A white table ran the length of it. At the table sat the legendaries. They turned to look at us as we entered, the doors grating closed behind us.

"Well, I take it your mission was successful." Arceus herself said to River. River stepped forward, bowed, and made her report.

"He was there." She said. Whispering broke out.

"He was there himself?" Arceus asked.

"It is so." River confirmed.

"This does not bode well." Arceus said. She turned to us, eyes narrowed in thought. Then she addressed the assembly. "As you all know, Mr. Drey and Ms. Tristian are in need of mentors. Their training will need to start immediately, so we will have to forego studies for the moment. We shall sort them to their respective legendary." Arceus rose, and a stone rose from her forehead, floating towards Tristian.

"Touch it." Arceus commanded. Tristian reached out her hand as brushed it. It glowed momentarily, then rose in the air. It floated around the table a couple of times, before stopping in front of Lady Ho-oh.

"You have been chosen." Arceus said. Ho-oh nodded.

"I shall teach her all I know." Ho-oh said.

"Now, Drey, your turn." Arceus said as the stone floated up to me. I reached out, hesitated, trying to figure out if I was dreaming, and touched the stone. The stone's glow nearly blinded me as it rotated crazily, reaching speeds I didn't even know stones could rotate at.

"It cannot be." Arceus breathed. The stone floated straight across the room, and instead of going around the table, it seemed to know just who to pick, as it stopped in front of Arceus.

"For the first time in one hundred years..." Lord Groudon said.

"Lady Arceus has a pupil." Lady Moltres finished.

Arceus exhaled slowly as the stone disappeared back into her head.

"Very well." She said. "The stone has chosen."

End Notes: BOOM! There you have it, folks. An extremely long chapter. Took forever to decide just where to go with this chapter, but I think I did good. Although, instead of hearing me go on, review and tell me your thoughts. Constructive criticism is very much wanted and appreciated. Thanks again. RayTheZoroark Out!

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