A/N: Hello, everyone! I just wanted to say thank you to all of you. I'm very excited for this fic. Love you all! *starts to sniffle* Oh, it's nothing, just something in my eye. . .

For today, we will learn about a lot of new characters. We will see the KOVA Club, a few people from Nightmare, and the first battle between the Nature house and the Focus house!

*Thanks again to all of you people who helped me how to create better effects during battles. I just don't want to describe it in the wrong way, but now I guess I'm just gonna do my best to create a better picture for you guys.*

T-Rated Warning: High amount of stalking, mild cussing, and an angry sophomore.

September 16, Tuesday 6:12 AM- Viktree Academy, Earth Dorms

"Do you have the plans and the notebook for today's mission, Maddy?"

"Yes, Lady Charlotte, I do."

Light was just beginning to pour through the windows of Earth dorm, giving the brown-colored room a warm feel to it. Two girls stood facing each other as the third one slept in her bed, rolling around it grumpily. The first girl was tall and at least two years older than the one in front of her. Her caramel brown hair waved down to it fell mid-stomach, a headband tucked in her head to keep stray pieces out of her light-colored face. Her bright blue eyes were brimming with excitement as she stood in Earth uniform. To her, the uniform was very unstylish for a princess such as herself; she wore a brown tie and a plaid brown and minty-green skirt with the usual white button-up shirt. The other girl, who also wore the Earth uniform, was held a violet notebook against her chest. She was plain-looking; she had straight, muddy-brown hair and a tanned skin tone. Some freckles were lightly placed on her cheeks and over the bridge over her nose, and her eyes were a dark brown. The girl was quite short in comparison to the other girl, but both of them held the same look in their eye: Scary determination.

"As the Knights of Viktree Academy, it is our sworn duty to protect Prince Wolf!" cried the caramel-haired girl.

"Of course, Lady Charlotte! That is our number one priority! No girl will come close to him while we are around!" cried the shorter girl optimistically.

The girls continued shouting, until the sleeping girl had woke up. Her indigo eyes were sending ice-cold daggers at the two as she groggily stood up, a black aura surrounding her. The girls froze in fear as their eyes widened at the demon before them. The blue-haired she-demon, who was still in her pajamas, stormed up to them.

"It. Is. Six. In. The. Morning. And. You. Fucking. Idiots. Wake. Me. Up. At. THIS. Time. Of. HOUR?!" she seethed, her hands balled into fists.

"B-Bethany! Haha, funny story actually. Anyway, this does not concern of you, so go back to bed. Er, please?" Charlotte laughed nervously, and the girl by the name of Bethany only stared.

"Just tell me what you're doing. If you guys woke me up for something, then it better be good," the girl said darkly. Bethany was very different from the two girls. Her hair was a vibrant blue that was cut very short, much like a pixie cut. Her skin color was somewhere between Charlotte's pale skin to Maddy's tanned complexion. She was almost Charlotte's height, but not quite there yet. Despite being shorter than Charlotte, Bethany was still able to intimidate them with her grumpy morning self.

"Maddy, we might have another member for our club!" squealed Charlotte, and Maddy nodded excitedly.

"If you're dying to know, then we are the part of KOVA club! Otherwise known as the Knights of Viktree Academy!" the tall girl explained imperatively.

"Wait, you're the ones who kept annoying the hell out of Austin Claudes last year, right?" Bethany said, remembering the handsome senior from the year before. "He was never able to tell Cathy Welnosa how he felt about her because your group never left the poor kid alone."

"That was just a rumor to make us knights quit! And let me tell you, after King Austin left us, it's only been me and Lady Charlotte to fend off evil girls who try to take our Prince!" cried Maddy childishly.

"Yes, Prince Wolf! He's our heir to the throne of Viktree Academy! And we will protect him at any cost!" Charlotte declared boldly, her hand on her heart. "Arceus bless him."

Bethany's eyes widened. "You don't mean the Wolf!" she said, dumbfounded. "That kid is probably the personification of ice itself! Do you realize how self-centered he is?! He talks to nobody because he thinks he's so much better than everyone else." Charlotte and Maddy gasped at the same time, deeply insulted by Bethany's comment towards their prince.

"How dare you insult our prince!" Charlotte spat. "He is everything to us. In fact, Maddy here has quite a lot of classes with him, as she informed me. Today will be our first mission, actually! We plan on finding more about him!"

"Yeah, Lady Charlotte is right!" Maddy barked, her hands on her hips, the notebook still in her hand. "What do you know about Prince Wolf anyway?"

Bethany was quiet for a moment. In fact, she knew absolutely nothing about the Wolf besides his real name, Peter Chevalier. All she heard was rumors, not knowing they were fake or true. And then, of course, there was her opinion towards the Nightmare boy. She hadn't based it on much actually, since she knew nothing about him. She just knew how quiet and unsocial he was. He could have been a very popular boy with his athletic abilities and his intelligence, but he was just. . . He was never willing to actually talk to anyone.

"I don't know him at all, just like you guys," she said quietly before walking back to her bed. "I'm going to sleep. Wake me up, you die." Bethany fell onto her bed, hauling the brown blanket over her. She turned so she wouldn't have to face the two, who were quietly squealing at their "genius" plan. "Last year," Bethany thought to herself, "over half the amount of girls in this school were part of the KOVA club. All of them were nothing more than jealous little fangirls who wanted Austin Claudes, the most popular kid ever to grace Viktree Academy, to themselves. The leader was said to Miranda Polinski, who persuaded the girls that if they 'protected' him from other girls, then he'd never fall in love with anyone else.

However, the rumor also said that he did fall in love with a girl, Cathy Welnosa, who was a senior just like him. She, instead of journeying through Takro, wanted to travel through Hoenn or Johto. The girl was said to be good friends with Austin because they had a lot of classes together. It was no doubt that Cathy was a kind-hearted young lady with a very wise outlook on the world. Austin had fallen in love with Cathy, but the girls from KOVA were furious. In a blind rage of anger, the girls had sent millions of lies and rumors throughout the school, each one involving Cathy. Miranda Polinski was satisfied with her work when Cathy never spoke a word to anyone again, and that the KOVA were keeping Austin busy. She left Takro when she graduated, and Austin was never able to tell her how he felt. Austin had found Miranda though. Miranda flooded out her feelings towards a man she had never personally known, and Austin, who was already heartbroken from Cathy, had a deep hatred of the KOVA club. When she told Austin that she was the leader, Austin had lashed out insults at her.

'Open your eyes!' he had said to Miranda. 'You know nothing about me! You may know my height, my weight, and whatever sick info your little slaves got for you, but do you know who I am?! You took away Cathy, and now I might never see her again! Why? Why did you have to do this?'

After he broke Miranda's heart, the leader of the KOVA group had ordered the club to disband immediately."

Bethany closed her eyes as she let out a small yawn. "A new KOVA club has risen," she thought, frowning. "And by my guess, the Wolf's life will turn to be very interesting. Very interesting, for sure."

September 16, Tuesday 1:31 – Viktree Academy

Peter Chevalier was having a normal day to say the least. He woke up, combed his dark, chestnut-brown hair and got ready for school. He put on the Nightmare uniform, which just consisted of a white button-up shirt, black pants, and a dark violet tie. His classes were smooth as usual, and he was having a generally nice day for being a sophomore. No one bothered him, and he bothered no one, just as he liked it.

However, there was one little problem. A small, tiny problem, but a problem nevertheless. You see, it was a girl. She was average looking enough: tan skin, brown hair, brown eyes. However, he just had this paranoid feeling that this girl was . . . stalking him. It was quite unnerving, actually. He noted that the girl would stare at him, write something down in that notebook of hers, and stare at him again, thus repeating the cycle. When Peter would catch her staring at him, she would immediately look around like nothing happened, humming a song.

Right now, Peter was walking to his last class which was science. He didn't mind science at all. The teacher, Professor Morgan, was extremely cheerful and happy. The dark-haired boy was slightly jealous that Center had such a good Head Professor while he was stuck with the uptight Professor Ceska. The only thing that he didn't like about Professor Morgan was how she always insisted on doing group work, which Peter loathed. He liked being independent. That way, he wouldn't need to fight with anyone, or do all their work for them. Working alone was peaceful and the job always got done.

He walked into the large classroom. The desks were placed in perfect, neat rows and columns, all facing the Professor's desk. The ivory-painted room was decorated with motivational posters and books about science. In the back of the room were seven tables with stools next them. At each table was an object wrapped carefully in paper towels. Peter slightly frowned. Professor Morgan was a prepared woman who liked everything in place before she started a class. In other words, today would be a group project.

The boy sat down at random desk, looking around at some of the other kids. A lot of them were talking, as he noticed, and as soon as the pink-haired professor bounced in as she usually did, the kids took their seats. He couldn't help but sense that his brown-haired stalker was sitting right behind him. . .

"Okay, class! As you know, we have been learning about fossils and their special characteristics! Today, we will be testing our skills by working together to find out what kind of pokémon these fossils are!" the professor said, her blue eyes sparkling. "We'll be working in groups of three for today, folks! I'll be choosing the groups, if you were wondering that, Miss Perez."

All eyes turned to the brown-haired Focus girl behind Peter, who had raised her hand. She sheepishly put it back down while avoiding eye contact from the Nightmare boy who sat in front of her. Professor Morgan nodded and then clapped her hands together. She turned around to pick up one of those elementary pencil boxes. Inside were popsicle sticks, and Peter guessed it had their names on it.

"Please let Prince Wolf be in my group. Please let Prince Wolf be in my group. Please let Prince Wolf be in my group. Please let Prince Wolf be in my group," chanted Maddy as she crossed her fingers while staring straight at Peter's head.

"Okay, the first group will be at the first table," Professor Morgan said, pointing to a table. "When your name is called, please go to the back by your table. DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING. Anyway, the first group is. . ." She shook the box to shuffle them, and stuck a hand in to grab three sticks. "Hm, Madison Perez—"

"Please let Prince Wolf be in my group! Please let Prince Wolf be in my group! Please let Prince Wolf be in my group!"

"—Lyra Omnes—"

"PLEASE LET PRINCE WOLF BE IN MY GROUP! PLEASE LET PRINCE WOLF BE IN MY GROUP! PLEASE LET PRINCE WOLF BE IN MY GROUP!"

"—and Brian Minrox. Please go to the first table!"

Maddy gritted her teeth as she dragged her feet towards the table, where a girl, who must have been Lyra, with curly blonde hair awaited her. A plain-looking boy walked over there, too. He seemed really excited to work with them, but Maddy was not in the mood to make friends. "I am forever loyal to my one and only prince, Prince Wolf!" she thought to herself.

"Hi! Mynameislyraomnes,butyouprobablyknowthatalread y,don'tyou? Haha,well,I'm,like,fromthecenterhouseandItotall ywanttoknowwhereyouare! Oh,myarceusilovescience. It'ssomuchfunandlikeawesome. Professormorganisourheadprof essor,yaknow. It'ssoawesomebeingincenter," Lyra babbled quickly, not realizing no one was talking to her. Professor Morgan sweatdropped, looking at the group with slight pity.

"Um, moving on!" she said, and continued picking names. There were only three empty tables left, and a lot of the kids were becoming anxious to get started. Peter tapped his fingers patiently on his desk, watching the pink-haired woman pick out three more popsicles.

"Peter Chevalier—" she called, and it was answered by a soft wail from the first group. Professor Morgan sent a chilling glare towards Maddy, who had taken a sudden interest in her shoes.

"Isabella Whitfield, and Camille Anderman. Please go to the fifth table!"

Peter stood up and walked to the end of the classroom, stopping at the fifth table. He was followed by a Focus girl with long, auburn hair and lovely hazel eyes. The last girl, in a Center uniform with two silver pigtails, followed them as well. The last two groups were chosen, and they hurried to the back. Professor Morgan walked to the back, looking at everyone with a genuine smile on her face. She ordered them to carefully unwrap the object. Sure enough, a rock was inside. It was dark colored, and it had a round shape to it. Some of the areas were chipping off, and there were many cracks. It was still intact though, and the three kids analyzed it curiously.

"Now class, I will give you about twenty minutes to discuss with your group on what kind of fossil you have. Be sure to include everyone and decide on a final answer together," she put a lot of emphasis on that last word, and Peter swore that she stole a glance towards him.

"Yes, Professor Morgan," the class chimed, and she smiled. "Get to it!" she said, and the kids immediately began to talk about their fossils.

"Hm," the silver-haired girl said, inspecting the rock. "I think it's a skull fossil. The round shape over here indicates that it could be part of a head, like a Cranidos."

"No, it can't be a Cranidos," Peter said, and his fingers gently brushed against the rock. "If it was a skull fossil, then there would be little spikes attached to the skull. However, there are no spikes, thus coming to the conclusion that this is not a Cranidos whatsoever."

"It was a nice guess, though, Camille," Isabella chirped warmly, and Camille just stared at her hands angrily, trying to come up with some sort of reason why the rock was a skull fossil.

"It's most likely a dome fossil because of its round shape. The only other option is an armor fossil, but an armor fossil has a line through the middle, and this fossil does not," Peter continued to explain.

"Also, the rock itself is a more brown color," Isabella pointed out quietly. "Sinnoh's soil has a more reddish tint to it. Dome fossils are usually found in Kanto, too."

"Why do I feel like I'm the stupid one of this group?" Camille thought harshly to herself.

The three decided on the dome fossil, and all seven groups presented their fossils and what they thought they were. Isabella, who sensed that Camille was embarrassed at how she was wrong, politely asked her if she wanted to represent it. The girl put on a fake smile and declined the offer. Peter was chosen to present the dome fossil. He used fancy words and a smooth, charismatic voice to explain why the fossil was once a Kabuto.

"He's so perfect," Maddy swooned as she listened to his charming voice.

"He thinks he's so perfect," Camille thought darkly as she listened to his voice. "I'll show him. In fact, I'm going to challenge him to a battle."

September 16, Tuesday 2:30 – Viktree Academy

"Hey, Jaden!" Camille cried, catching up to the freshman boy. "You wouldn't believe today. I was having just a normal class in science, and then just who do I have in my group? The Wolf. Yeah, him, Nightmare boy. Ugh! So, we're looking at fossils, right? So I'm like, 'I think it's a skull fossil. ' And then he's like, 'No blah blah blah this and blah blah blah that. It can't be a skull fossil.' Can you believe that?!"

Jaden turned to her with innocent orange eyes. "Was it a skull fossil?" he asked gently as the two walked through the busy hallway. "Well, no, it wasn't, but—" Camille started, but she was interrupted by Jaden. "I don't see why you're so worked up about this, Camille. I mean, it wasn't a skull fossil, and he was right. I don't see what you're so upset about. I could've done the same thing to you, but you wouldn't be mad at me for correcting you." Camille sighed and played with her fingers.

"I guess you're right," she said sheepishly. But the girl then looked up, her violet eyes blazing. "Still, I will battle him. And I will win."

"Oh my," Jaden muttered as a fiery aura began to engulf the silver-haired girl. "Here she goes again. . ."

"Yeah, I'll win the first points for Center! Then he'll see what happens when he messes with me!" cried Camille. Jaden opened his mouth to say something before his friend would do something stupid. Usually, she was very strategic and doesn't blast into battle. When she's pissed off . . . that's a whole other story. However, the Nature boy was interrupted by a Focus freshman.

"Jaden Valtode, I challenge you to a pokémon battle!" yelled a silver-haired boy with gray-blue eyes. The freshman was followed by a pink-haired science teacher. "I, Professor Morgan, will referee this battle!" she said.

The blonde boy looked at them for a second, and then smiled happily. "Sure," Jaden said kindly, which made the other boy frown. "But I'm warning you, I'm pretty good for a freshman." He looked over at Camille with bright orange eyes. "I think you need to calm down, Cammy. Do you want to watch?" The girl crossed her arms but agreed, and followed them to a battlefield.

"What kind of battle is it?" asked Jaden as the other boy stood at the opposite side of the battlefield.

"Single battle!" yelled the boy. "And just so you know, my name is Snow! And I'm fully aware that I rhymed, but I just want you to know who's gonna beat you for the first time.

"Pretty cocky, huh?" said Jaden honestly. "That'll be your downfall, Snow."

"Shut up," he said. "You're just trying to stall time cuz you're scared."

"Let the battle between Snow Gray and Jaden Valtode begin!" cried Professor Morgan.

"This guy needs a total reality check," thought Jaden. "He'll regret underestimating me."