Author's Notes: Hello Everyone, welcome to a novelization of a Pokemon Fangame of all things. This time, I'm tackling probably my favorite of the bunch, Pokemon Insurgence, a Pokemon game more devoted on telling and story than the others before it. And one that I have a personal attachment to. If you've never played the game, do not worry, it's still the same Pokemon you all know and love. Just with a few darker elements ;) Trust me, you all are going to love it.

Chapter 1: Not so Humble beginnings.

(Torren Region One Year Ago)

A man with golden hair and a white suit stepped up on a large stage in the center of Helios city. The sky was barren, the sun hidden behind clouds, and the large audience that had gathered to hear him speak, each looked as nervous as he did.

"Thank you all for coming." The man said. "As you know, my name is Jaern, a good friend of our Augur." He paused to look into the large crowd, nobody gave applause, nobody said anything, a few nodded their heads.

"We truly do live in dark times my friends. For a grave loss has recently befallen us all. The Augur, was a great man, his heart truly burned with the desire to protect us, his people. He was our hero… and possibly the best leader the Torren Region has ever known. But, as you may unfortunately know, where other regions like Alola have pesky evil crime syndicates, we here in Torren have Pokemon-worshiping cults calling our land home."

Murmurs from the crowd.

"Unfortunately for us, these cults are not just friendly religious people who believe which Pokemon is responsible for life. No, they won't rest until the world is remade exactly how they want it to be. For our protection, the Augur, and his partner, Hoopa, went and took down half of them. He saved us. Unfortunately, as you know, a week ago, he went tracking down the remains of the Sky Cult, those who worship Rayquaza. The rumors you've heard are indeed true, I have not heard from him since."

The crowd gasped loudly. Jaern waited patiently for the large crowd to let the realization kick in. It took a really long time, but eventually the riled up people calmed down, seeing that he was not finished.

"People of Torren! I, like you, do not believe Augur to be dead. I assure you, I will search tirelessly until he is found again, dead or alive, I will give you all closure. It is with a heavy heart, that I accept the burden of taking his place until he is found. Until the FIrst Augur returns, I shall be the Second. I promise you, I will use every resource at my disposal to find him! We will not let these cultists… these insurgents… split apart our families and destroy the place we call home. LONG LIVE TORREN!"

(? Torren, one year later)

Hello? Is this thing working? Can you hear me?

"...Yes…"

"Oh thank Arceus, you are not gone just yet. Please, you must listen to me. They'll return any minute now."

"Who'll return?"

"This is not the time, if you value your memories you'll listen. Please tell me your name! You at least remember that right?"

"Yes…my name is Moon, I'm a boy."

"That's great! That's all I needed to know, I've sent an ally to fend it off and get you out of here!"

"GEN! GENGAR!"

The cry of an echoey ghost entered here. Moon looked around his voided prison. THe red eyes of the ghastly ghost entered and surrounded him.

"You must wake up, Moon! WAKE UP!"

(Cult Base of Darkrai)

Two hooded cultists dressed like Darkrai observed a prison cell, within the cell, a gengar was stationed over the bed of a teenage boy. A bunch of red light surrounded the boy as it floated into Gengar's mouth.

"The process is going quite nicely." said the Cultist behind the computer. "Soon, Dream Eater will rid the prisoner of the last of his memories. Hopefully, we will be done within the hour."

Footsteps had both cultists turn to face their leader. A woman, she too dressed like Darkrai, though much more exposed. She had glinty red eyes and silver hair, draped down to her black cloak.

"Well? How is our youngest prisoner faring?" the woman demanded.

"According to the computer, Miss Persephone, their memories should be gone very soon. Everything is going as planned."

Persephone's red eyes relaxed.

"Excellent. Our end of the bargain will finally be finished. In that case, I expect you two upstairs in our ritual room. We are beginning shortly."

"Yes ma'am." Both cultists said.

"Good, once this ritual is done, I can kill this kid with his memories erased. And this will all be over." Persephone turned and began walking down the corridor.

"Why are we bothering to wipe the memories if she was just going to kill the kid anyway?"

"Who knows. Thanks for not asking her at least, she fucking hates being asked questions." Both cultists began following after her.

Inside the cell, the Gengar continued to sap up the dreams of the boy in the bed.

"Hello"

The gengar's mouth closed and it began to look around in a confused manner. In the corner, a tiny blue cat appeared. It hovered over to Gengar, its tails moved a little before it poked Gengar.

"Goodbye!" A blast of psychic energy erupted from the cat's eyes and Gengar was blasted through the cell door.

The blue cat turned to the bed, and watched as the boy in it stirred. He woke up with a jolt and quickly rubbed his blue eyes. He looked around the cell, confused before his eyes landed on the creature and jumped back.

"Do not be afraid, Moon." The cat spoke. "I am Mew, I was sent by a friend to get you out of here. We must be quick though."

Moon just nodded his head as he kicked himself up off the bed. Mew followed him out of the cell and into the corridor. He continued down the corridor, before Mew moved in front of him.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Read please." Mew handed him a note. "I can only communicate with you for a bit befo-" Mew Mew." the rest was cut off.

Puzzled, Moon took the note and out dropped a pendant with a small Quartz Flute attached.

This flute is known as the Quartz Flute, or the Relic of Mew, it can be used to summon Mew and communicate with it if need be. I chose Mew because it can transform using DNA, however, unlike Ditto, Mew is capable of transforming humans too. You'll just need a bit of DNA first."

"Weird." Moon mumbled, he attached the pendant around his neck and turned back to the blue cat.

"You are a fast learner at least." Mew giggled. "I'll help look for some human DNA, anything should do."

He nodded his head, still not quite sure what exactly was going on. He didn't really remember much else.

He entered a room, where he found a few boxes and an open book. Moon looked at the book as Mew continued to float around the room.

The Cults of Torren;

The Torren Region has always been under the threat of different cults. Worshiping different legendary Pokemon. Thanks to the work of both the second and first Augurs, there are only five remaining cults that we are aware of at this point in time.

The Cult of Darkrai, led by a woman named Persephone

The Abyssal Cult, led by the great-granddaughter of Team Aqua's Archie, Audrey

The Infernal Cult, the first ever cult formed in Torren, led by Zenith

The Sky Cult, the cult responsible for the First Augur's disappearance, who's leader is unknown.

Lastly, a group simply known as "Perfection."

The motives of these cults is very unclear, and should be approached with

The rest of the page was covered in a blood stain.

"Mew?" Moon called over. The blue cat dropped a berry it had picked up from one of the packages and floated over to him.

"Yeesh, I know I told you any DNA would do. But I was hoping for something…not as disgusting."

Mew swiped its tail over the blood stain before touching Moon. A bunch of light surrounded his body. But nothing seemed to change.

Moon looked down at himself but didn't see anything.

"You cannot see what you look like. But to the outside world, you simply look like a Darkrai Cultist." Mew said calmly. "The only people who can see me are you and other Pixie Keepers. Unless I decide to show myself. So do not worry about me following you."

"HEY! YOU THERE!" Moon flinched as he turned to face another Darkrai cultist.

"What in the name of distortion are you doing?! You know Persephone will blow a fuse if she finds out one cultist didn't show up. Come on!" The cultist grabbed Moon's hand and began to drag him through the corridor.

"Well, at least I know it works." he sighed as Mew chuckled, following after him.

The cultist dragged Moon upstairs, where he flinched, surrounded by a bunch of cloaked Darkrai looking humans each chanting a prayer. At the top, around a pentagram, another Cultist stood in front of Persephone.

"Miss, please…I do not want to die!" the cultist pleaded. "Please, can we not just wait and use the child when his memories are gone!"

"Shut it!" Persephone growled. "You took an oath when you joined that you'd give your life for Darkrai, how is this any different."

The ritual Pentagram lit up as Persephone raised her arms up.

"Darkrai! Lord of Darkness! Leader of the Nightmare Realm! I call upon you to enter our world. I return, we give you a loyal servant of yours! Bound to wander in your endless nightmares forever! Voco virtutem umbrarum dominum!"

"Oh dear." Mew whispered. "This will not end well. When this is over, make a bolt for the exit." Moon just nodded his head.

Darkness swept over the dimly lit courtroom as a purple void appeared below the Cultist in the circle. The cultist fell down silently and Darkrai emerged from the circle, looking on par with the cultists, except without legs as it floated in front of Persephone, Moon could barely make up the eyes of the Mythical Pokemon looking quite angry.

"Darkrai, my lord of nightmares!" Persephone chanted. "You are the ultimate balance of the world. You punish the great and slay the immortal! It's been a year since I saw you last. I had thought then you were willing to accept our offer after helping us. But you fled back to my sister. Please Darkrai, why not join us? My sister doesn't need you anymore! She doesn't worship you the same way I do! Join me, and my cultists Darkrai. With my guidance, and your power. The world could be ours."

Darkrai stared at the woman furiously. Moon flinched as its eyesight looked towards him and Mew before jutting over to Persephone.

"No!" Darkrai's chilling voice made the hair on Moon's neck stand up before it vanished back into the void.

The little lighting within the room returned.

"Well…isn't that just…so…FUCKING LOVELY!" Persephone shouted, she stormed down the stairs as two Cultists approached her.

"Miss please, I'm sure if we had another chance we could trap Darkrai here! It seems like something tampered with the machine! We're sure of i-"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!" Persephone tossed out a black dog with spiked horns curling back. "FIRE BLAST HOUNDOOM!"

Moon's eyes widened in horror as the hellhound pokemon blasted the two cultists into ashes.

"I'm going to check on the prisoner. Don't follow me." Persephone grunted. She stormed past Moon, and the rest of the cultists, and made her way back down to the corridor of prison cells.

"Let's get out of here." Mew said. "There is a town south of here through the forest with a Pokemon lab. I cannot stay by your side just yet. But if you are the person that my friend says you are, you should have no problem defending yourself with a Pokemon."

"I do not know what makes you think whatever starter pokemon the professor gives out in that town will protect me from that woman's clearly fully trained Houndoom, but if you insist." Moon mumbled.

Moon arrived in the clearing to Telnor town, it was a small quaint town by the looks of things. Not too much going on. Mew had reformed him back to looking like him to the outside world after a close call with a Lumberjack in the woods.

"I must be off now, Moon." Mew said. "Just play the flute if you need my help."

"But wait Mew, I still hav-" Moon was cut off as the blue cat vanished. And it didn't take long for him to see why Mew vanished.

A boy who looked a little younger than he was, ran up to him. The boy wore light green and had green eyes and white hair. The boy's running slowed as he approached before halting and looking confused.

"I…I swear I just saw Mew here!" he said, he then looked at Moon. "You saw it right? It was right next to you! A little blue floating cat!"

"No…" Moon replied, he just got out of one pickle, and something told him that lying was better now.

The boy looked crestfallen. "Oh…but I swear…" He shook his head after a pause. "Nevermind, my name is Damian, what's your's?"

"Moon."

"Ah, well, Moon, you came to Telnor Town at the perfect time! The Second Augur, Jaern is visiting! He's like…my role model, he's such an aspiring trainer, brave of him to stand up to those cults after the first one disappeared."

Moon blinked in confusion.

"You know? He rode Xerneas' steed into battle against Infernal to protect Heatran! The chosen protector of Rayquaza from the Sky Cult?"

Sounds like the augur had a fantastic press team if you asked Moon.

"Ah, nevermind, you'll recognize him when you see him!" Damian said with a smile. "Come with me to town hall. There's still probably stuff you can help us with to make Telnor look nice for our Augur." The boy then took off down the road towards the big building.

"Okay…then." Moon grumbled. Perhaps the Augur could help him sort this nonsense with Mew out and protect him from Persephone. He simply followed the path Damian had taken until he arrived at the town hall, where he found Damian, and two people that he assumed were his parents (though they looked nothing like Damian).

"I've cleaned the roads and pondsides." Damian said proudly to the adults. "Is there anything else I can do to help?" he noticed Moon walking up to them. "Oh, and that's Moon!" he pointed. "He's offered to help."

"Well, he showed up a bit too late for that," the man chuckled. "Everything is pretty much ready! All you need now Damian is your gift for the Augur-"

It didn't take long for the excited look Moon saw on Damian's face to vanish.

His father and mother clearly took notice of that change of expression and just shook their heads in disappointment.

"Well…he can't be the only child to not give Jaern anything." The dad said, turning to Damian's mother. "He could always go find a rare evolution stone in the ca-"

"Absolutely not!" Damian's mother scolded. "The boy can't even remember to get a gift for our guest! What in Arceus' name makes you think he can handle a Pokemon?! He's still a child."

"I'm fifteen! Mom!" Damian pouted. "All my other friend's got theirs and left!"

"And you will not be following them! You'll get yourself killed!"

"Why do you care?!" Damian shouted. "You aren't my real parents anyway!"

"I have raised you since your ungrateful mother left you on our doorstep! You couldn't even raise a plant! You're irresponsible, anti-social, and you can-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Damian's dad shouted. He then turned to Moon, who felt ready to facepalm.

"Moon is it? You seem to be…maybe a year or so older than damian. I'd imagine you've had experience with a Pokemon. Why don't you accompany Damian to the Professor and help him look for a rare stone for the Augur. If Damian feels competent at raising the Pokemon our professor gives him in your eyes. Then we'll let you go on a journey. Does that sound fair?"

"Yes!" Damain cheered.

Damian's foster mother looked annoyed but just grumbled her approval.

"Great, you have about an hour before The Augur arrives." Damian's foster parents entered the town hall.

"Sorry you had to see that, but thanks for agreeing to do this!" Damian said to Moon.

"I didn't really agree…I was more or less dragged into this. But you're welcome."

Moon followed Damian to the Pokemon lab, which they both entered, and were greeted with two adults. The first being the professor, she was wearing a very typical Professor attire, with large glasses and purple hair, and she was talking to another man. He was wearing a trench coat and fedora with fading brown hair.

"Listen, Professor, these Pokemon." the man said. "They're freaks! No other Trainer would want them, and we can't keep them any longer. I do not want our work to go to waste though, All I want is for you to take them. You already keep a bunch of Eevee as is, I can give you my full promise that they won't be a bother!"

The professor tapped her foot. "Why do you care about them? I know what you've done. I know exactly what those Pokemon are."

"It's true, I'm merciless and have done awful things, but there is no reason for these poor Pokemon to die in the wild."

"Uh…Professor?" Both adults turned to face the two boys

"I'm Damian, this is Moon! We need to borrow some Pokemon from you to travel into the forest."

Moon watched the man look between them and the professor.

"Listen, Sylvan, if you don't take these Pokemon, I'll have to release them, and they're sure to die in the wild."

Sylvan just sighed and pointed towards the table. "Just leave them here. I know you're busy."

The man nodded his head and placed three odd looking Pokeballs on the table, before walking up to the two of them. "Pardon me." the man said. Moon just turned to the side and let him through.

"Thank you," the man grunted before leaving the lab.

"Uh…Professor Sylvan." Damian asked. "Who was that?"

"Ah, that man? He was one of my colleagues in university. He's a smart man and a great scientist." She paused for a moment. "He uh…he also is the leader of the Cult of Perfection."

"A cult leader?!" Damian squeaked. "Professor, you know those people are evil! Why would you accept visits from them when the Augur is coming?"

"Contrary to popular belief. The cult of Perfection is not as violent towards people as their other cult friends." Sylvan replied. "It's a very long story, but essentially, by me taking these Pokemon off of Reukra's hands, I've repaid my debt to him from before I learned he was a cult leader. I have no involvement in any of their activities such as the one that resulted in…these." she pointed at the table.

The three pokeballs burst open and Damian let out a surprised gasp as Moon just looked at the three Pokemon confused.

The three Pokemon appeared to resemble Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle. Except…not? The Bulbasaur was still a turtle frog looking thing, except now it was bright pink with a purple rock looking bulb and white flower on its forehead. Charmander was still a bipedal lizard. Except this one looked like you dug up the skeletal remains of it and gave it horns now, even the flame on its tail was purple. Squirtle was still a turtle, except now it looked like a ninja. It was black and purple with a masquerade looking mask on its head.

"These are Delta-Pokemon." Sylvan said to them. "About a century ago, a meteor struck our neighboring region of Holon. The Pokemon we call Deoxys spread a weird virus that had an effect on the surrounding Pokemon, transforming them into things the world had never seen. Sadly, due to this permutation, these Delta Pokemon were unable to breed, and the majority of the species either died out or went into hiding. Reukra…and the rest of the Perfection cult have been fascinated by these species for years now. I can only imagine what these poor things have seen. Reukra is not an evil man to Pokemon, that I can tell by looking at them. but I'd imagine whatever tests he may have run on them could have frightened them."

Moon looked at the three Pokemon with interest.

"Now, it is my responsibility as a starting professor to give you Eevee's." Sylvan said, handing each a pokeball. "However, I will allow you to take one of the Delta's if you so desire. Reukra believes every Pokemon deserves a trainer who wants them. Which is why he wanted to leave them with me."

"Uh…could you tell us what types of Pokemon they are?" Moon asked.

"Of yes, of course," Sylvan said, adjusting her glasses. "Bulbasaur is a Psychic and Fairy Type. Charmander is a Ghost and Dragon type. And I believe the Squirtle is a Dark and Fighting Type. Now, as I said, you both are free to keep the Eevee's believe me, I've got plenty to spare. But would either of you perhaps be interested in taking one?"

"I think I will." Moon said, looking at the professor. "I'll take Charmander."

"Um…I'd like to take Squirtle, in that case!" Damian said.

Sylvan nodded her head and handed both boys the pokeballs for the Deltas. They both returned to their respective pokeballs.

"Hey Moon! I'll meet you up at the Telnor Cave? Kay? I want to get to know my new friends a little better!" Damian then rushed out of the laboratory.

Moon went to turn out as well before Sylvan stopped him.

"Sorry, but…I couldn't help but notice…Damian said your name is…Moon? Right?"

"Uh…yes…why?" Moon asked.

Sylvan said nothing as she continued to circle him for a moment, adjusting her glasses.

"No…it's nothing." She said, Moon could sense some disappointment in her voice. "You just…reminded me of another colleague from university. Please do take care of that Delta Charmander and Eevee now. And um…if I were you…I wouldn't let that Eevee evolve." she added with a wink. "You never know what a Pokemon's true potential could be if you evolve it willy nilly. Who can blame you though? Its evolutions are just so cool."

Moon nodded his head as he turned to exit the laboratory. But he couldn't help but feel as if he might just be walking into a problematic adventure like no other.

Cults, Deltas, Legendaries, and a mystery from the opening? The game wastes no time with no nonsense thrown into the mix. Due to this game's more story heavy nature, a lot of fat in-between most Pokemon games that make for filler chapters in previous stories will not be as necessary here. As a result, I'll likely be skimming through routes and locations that do not have Pokemon I intend to add to Moon's team or contain plot elements important to Insurgence's story. Trust me, unlike other Pokemon games, this game has the content and plot to make up for such a thing. As this opening chapter should have told you.

Anyway, if you enjoyed this opener, feel free to let me know, your comments and criticisms are always appreciated!

Team:

Sunny - Eevee
Satanel - Delta Charmander
Unofficially (Mew)