Hello everyone it's my turn to write a chapter, I know that you have been waiting a long time, but it's come to an end!

…Why is there no one here?

Anyways I have a fanfic for you guys to check out. I'm rating it a 9/10 because of it's originality, quality, and how well everything in it fits together. It's called ghosts of oblivion.

Well anyways here is the sixth chapter!

Chapter 6

Another day was coming to an end. Proof of that was just outside, where the sun was setting. The sneasel was watching out of the tallest building in the city, but which city it was he couldn't remember. Oh well it wasn't like it mattered anyways, this was just another job in another random city.

Focusing on the mission in hand, the sneasel turned around and walked to the nearest door. There were no pokemon with him, nor did he want any with him. He had a big price on his head, the biggest in all of history if he remembered correctly. Such a price come from taking down the exploration teams, and such a price was too tempting for most pokemon. He would easily escape from any pokemon that could try to capture him but that was the second reason he wanted to be alone. He did not want others to think he was anything other than a normal sneasel. Well as normal as a sneasel that took down the system of justice can be.

The sneasel turned to the door and had his key form into existence. He then silently opened the door and stepped in. He looked around for the item he was looking for, the ground plate. He could use it himself of course, such a thing comes from being able to use every move, but that would be a waste of time. His variety of moves gave him victory every time, he did not need such a thing. No, the plate was to be sold to the next owner, who just like this one, would keep it for about a month before it was stolen again.

Most of the time it would have been a different pokemon who would have stolen it back, but the sneasel was bored, and was more than willing to do such a mission. It helped that the life form which had bought it, had been a human, so it gave a difficult challenge. However, it wasn't as difficult as the sneasel had been expecting, and he was disappointed.

After looking around the room, and deciding that the plate wasn't here, the sneasel exited and went to the next door. He unlocked the door and entered, but came to the same result. This happened for about 11 more doors, but that was fine. This sneasel didn't have anything else to do tonight, so he had all the time that was needed. It was more important that he wasn't seen anyways as pokemon were usually required to be in pokeballs if they were to be in a building. If he was seen he would be thrown out, or worse, caught.

Upon opening the 14th door, the sneasel saw the ground plate. It was inside of a glass box. But that was no matter. The sneasel broke open the box, and immediately teleported out, and into his own home. He was lucky, usually he would just use fly, but he needed to practice that move. Teleportation always worked better when he was calm so he needed to start practicing it when he was at least a little nervous. He set the ground plate on his desk, to be taken care of tomorrow. He then went to bed and fell asleep.

But in the morning he would wish he hadn't. For when he slept, he dreamt of his name, and how it had come to be. It was his least favorite memory, and he tried to forget it as often as possible. But even using the move amnesia never helped. The memory was burned into his mind forever. Burned being the key word. For such an event no one would ever forget, not even those who forget their own name.

The pokemon woke up. He seemed to be a black pokemon, one who had claws as his main defense. The said pokemon, was as you had already known, sneasel. But back while the sneasel was having this memory, he did not know this.

The pokemon has tried to remember before this point, but has never succeeded. All he could find was blue. The reason for the blue he has never found out, but just the same, while the sneasel was making this memory, all he could draw back on was blue.

He didn't know how, but he did know some things, unfortunately, his name was not one of them. What he did know was that the claws he had were to be used for his protection, and that he needed to get away. He did not know what from, but he had to get away.

So the sneasel stumbled along, breaking branches and tearing vegetation as he did. He saw a path but did not follow it, whatever he needed to get away from would either take the path or expect the sneasel to go on it, and thus set a trap. So along he stumbled, broke, and tore, until he came to the cliff.

The cliff did not come slowly, in fact if he hadn't been going slow, to make sure that no form of life could see him, he would have fallen off. There were even some plants growing a foot or two over the edge of the cliff, so that if you were not looking down, you would have fell off for sure. It was not a pleasant thought, but none of the thoughts in the young sneasels mind were pleasant at the moment. Being chased while having your memory gone and not knowing where you are going does that to you.

While the cliff would lead to death, the path beside it would lead to life. Of course, the sneasel still thought about the person chasing him. He knew that if he took the path, which was basically a road carved into the side of the cliff, he could let two things happen. He would either let the person find him because of the lack of vegetation, and the fact that the pursuer could be flying would just make that easier. Or he would spring a trap they may have set there, as it seemed the easiest and safest way down.

So with that in mind, the sneasel took out his claws and stuck them in the cliff to start to climb down in such a fashion. Of course with gravity against him, he slid/crashed down the edge of the cliff. In fact, if it wasn't for the branches and leaves that were growing in the path he took, he would have died. Sure with no branches, he would have no bruises of cuts, but sustaining injures is better than dying. Of course branches and such will only stop a fall so much, and because of that fact, his head hit the ground hard and he was out.

When he came to, he woke up to see a pink a white pokemon looking at a monitor. His head was throbbing and his vision was blurry and that was all he could tell. It was only a few seconds until he lost consciousness again and saw black. The next time he awoke, he saw no pokemon or humans, but only saw the moon. Once again he had his throbbing head, but his vision seemed to be back to normal at least. He closed his eyes to try to calm his head and was out before he knew it. They say third time is the charm, and this time it was correct.

Once again he saw the pink and white pokemon, but instead of staring at a monitor, she was staring at him. When it saw that he had awoke, it lead out a feminine exclamation, thus showing its gender. The sneasel got up, rubbed his head, and asked, "Where am I?" The pokemon smiled and said, "You're in my orphanage." The sneasel had never heard of such a word before. Well actually it was possible that he had heard it, but had just forgotten it. The pink and white pokemon smiled and nodded, " Yeah, I mean I've only seen humans do it and most pokemon born without knowing their parents usually just become dungeon pokemon, fighting others, even fellow dungeon pokemon just for things like food, and never even hear of places like town and cities! I have devoted myself to changing that, and making sure that nothing as horrible as that kind of life ever happens again!" The sneasel couldn't think of what to say so he just blurted out, "That sounds like a big task". This was apparently the wrong thing to say, as the pokemon drooped. The pokemon then popped back up with a look of determination. "I know it's such a big task, but so was setting up the pokemon exploration teams, and now look where they are. There are even shops that require the success of those teams in order to stay afloat. So I use them as my example whenever I get down" She said.

Then she stared right into the sneasel's face and said, "Well anyways, my name is Audino, what's yours?" The sneasel was taken aback. He had been trying to remember the crucial thing, but couldn't. "I-I don't have one" he said. Audino looked as surprised as one could expect, but quickly recovered with, "Well I suppose I'll just have to think of one. Hmm how does Cheri sound?" "What!" the sneasel said, "but I'm not female, I'm male!" Audino looked surprised, but then said, "Well I suppose I'll just have to call you Zaroc." The sneasel rolled the name in his mind for a while, and then said, "Well I suppose that will have to do."

Thus began what seemed to be a lifelong companionship, one of the most unusual pairs that may be found. Zaroc, a sneasel whose body was quite literally built for war, the easiest example being the sword-like claws that were usually hidden in his fur, and Audino. Audino was a pokemon that only wanted to heal all of those around her, and would use her sensitive ears to do so. Even though they were such an odd pair, their friendship still worked.

The first sign that things may turn was the first day Zaroc went into town. He was with Audino, and they were going around looking for stores selling apples. Zaroc was trying to draw as little attention as possible, as he was afraid that his unknown pursuer could be in town, or might even be one of the pokemon running the shops and stalls. He would keep his head down, talk as little as possible, and avoided the bigger crowds. Audino thought it was ridiculous, and slightly amusing to do these things, but went along with him.

The first shop they went to that sold apples, was going well, at least when they had entered it was. Audino was at the cashier (who was also the owner of the store) and was bargaining with all her might. She was a kind hearted pokemon, but would not be cheated out of her money. The cashier was about to sell her the apples, but then he saw Zaroc's eyes. The one pink, and one blue was strange enough, but being a sneasel filled the tiny gap that was keeping the owner from freaking out. You see, sneasels are usually loners, only coming into the view of others when they wanted to fight someone. Of course this was not Zaroc's intention, in fact it was just the opposite. There wasn't anything like a fight that would draw attention.

"Miss Audino, it has been a pleasure, but I do believe you should leave", said the owner, trying to protect himself, and Audino at the same time. Looking confused Audino simply asked, "Why?" The store owner, now whispering as to not draw Zaroc's attention, told her, "I don't want to alarm you, but it seems that a sneasel has come into the shop" Audino simply said, "He's with me".

The store owner was very shocked, and frankly a bit enraged that Audino would try to disrupt his shop and cause him fright. So he promptly kicked them out of the shop, without any of their purchases. The same happened wherever they went. The store owner would get upset and throw them out. Sometimes it was another customer, trying to impress Audino, and other times Zaroc would literally get thrown out. By the end of the day, they still had made no purchases and Audino had been permanently banned from a couple stores, while Zaroc was banned from all of them. "Maybe it would be best if I did the shopping alone next time", Audino said apologetically. Zaroc just nodded.

From then on out, Audino would go to the stores and buy whatever it was that they needed. Zaroc didn't particularly care about that factor, he preferred it a little too actually. With Audino getting everything that they needed, there was a less chance of him getting caught. While home he would clean, or do anything else as a sort of thank you for allowing him in her home. Especially with his two colored eyes. She said it was all part of being an orphan in her orphanage, but he would do so anyways. It was worth it when he saw her smile on her face as well, so it was all good.

That is until the second sign. The day had started out normal enough, with Audino making breakfast, and Zaroc checking out the window to make sure that no visitors were coming. He would always hide in the closet, or under the bed when a visitor came by. Like usually, there was no visitors, some pokemon were still sleeping even. He went back down the stairs and started eating breakfast with Audino.

"So why haven't you started getting more pokemon for your orphanage?" asked Zaroc. Audino looked up and said, "Well on the measly salary that I get from my work, I wouldn't be able to house any more orphans". Zaroc looked up in alarm and said, "I could leave to the dungeons and search for money there, it wouldn't be too unusual for explorers to see a pokemon that was fighting others". "No no", Audino said, "I couldn't ask you to do that, and besides, I wouldn't want you to get hurt."

Just then, a knock came from the door, and a rushed voice spoke from it, "Audino, are you there? It's me Eevee! I came here as quickly as I could once I had heard that a dreadful sneasel had attacked you!" I started rushing to the stairs to hide, when the door opened and an eevee looked directly at me. The eevee had clothes on, something that only rich pokemon would ever be able to afford. Now I had been eating a Cheri berry, and some of the juice from the berry was going down my chin. The eevee noticed this and screamed. I rushed upstairs and hid.

Sometime later a crowd had gathered around the house and were rioting. I noticed that the eevee was at the front, and was leading the crowd. She looked to be crying, and yelled, "Burn the house! That sneasel is still inside, and he ate Audino!" Now this was ridiculous, not only had a crowd gathered to burn Audino's house, but they were accusing me of eating Audino? Pokemon don't eat each other, and they were accusing me of doing so?

However, the eevee's words seemed effective as a quilvia walked up and started burning the house with ember. I had to get to Audino quick. However, when I reached Audino, she was stuck, apparently she had tried to flee, but a piece of wood that was burning had fell on her, and she couldn't lift it. I went over to her as fast as I could, and sliced up the wood with my claws. I then grabbed her hand, and started to try to hurry her up. However, it seemed as though the wood had hit her foot, as it was broken. I looked on her pained expression, and then moved her arm onto my shoulder. We started to make our way to the exit.

It took a while seeing as how we had to avoid fires that were burning and we had to try to avoid falling pieces of wood. We were almost at the exit when a particularly big piece of wood landed on Audino.

"NO!" Zaroc shouted as he tried to pull her out from under the wood. But it was to no avail as the wood was just too heavy. "Zaroc", Audino said weakly, looking up at him, "you have to escape." "Not without you!" he shouted, "You are always there for me, even when what I say sounds ridiculous, not to mention that you are my only friend, I can't leave you!" "But you must", Audino whispered, "I probably wouldn't survive long with my wounds that I received from the plank, especially that most hospitals wouldn't accept me for housing you, in fact they may even finish the job."

I hated to admit it, but she was right. Besides, I would not be able to carry her out of the building, never mind outside. "It would be much better for one of us to live than for both of us to die. Just promise me that you will carry out my dream and make the world safe from pokemon who never knew what it was like to have a mom or a dad" Audino said. "I… I promise", I said sadly. I then rushed out of the building, with tears running down my cheeks the entire time.

Once I was out, the mob noticed me. They chased me until I had gone into what I had learned was a mystery dungeon. Ironically it was the same one that I had woke from all those months ago. I ran down it avoiding the pokemon I was still too weak to fight, and continued until I went to another town, but this time I did not stay long. I was nearly thrown out immediately on accusations that I was a demon or a pokemon that would bring bad luck, solely based on my eyes. If it wasn't for their coloring I probably would still be with Audino, sitting in a chair with her.

The same thing happened to every town afterwards. I was always thrown out because of my eyes. Sometimes I would be nearly beaten to death because of them. Some days I would just consider ripping them out with my claws, but never would for I carry out the thought for I may never survive the pain and blood loss. I would not be able to complete Audino's dream if I was dead.

I woke up gasping, covered in sweat. I then closed my eyes and tried my best not to remember the dream. Tried to think of anything but Audino. While it was true that I would introduce myself with the name she called me, I did not want to think about her death.

But it was too late. So my mind went through all of my memories. So while I was sitting on my bed in the quiet night, I thought about all the times we had. The happy ones. The sad ones. The depressing ones. I thought of them all. Maybe I'd bring bodyguards next time, even if to just not feel as alone. I had never had another friend like Audino, but it may help.