Shadow Lucario here with another fan fiction for your viewing pleasure. You may be looking at the title and saying to yourself, "Why does that sound familiar?" That's because it is the title of my first fan fiction that is in the completed fic section. The reason the titles are nearly exactly the same is because this fic is a rewrite that is loosely based on the original. If you read the original Dedication Through Light and Darkness then you'll know what I mean. You do not need to read the original to enjoy this fan fiction though you won't understand the subtle references I make with some characters. I repeat; you DO NOT need to read the original to enjoy this fan fiction. With that said let's get on with it. This fan fiction is rated PG-13 for sexual references and content as well as death.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any Pokémon that appear in this fan fiction. Their use is for entertainment purposes only. I DO own all settings and characters in this fan fiction as they are of my own creation. No copyright infringement is intended.
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First Month Arc
Chapter 1: Remix! 7 July 2010
Chapter 2: Challenges! 1 August 2010
Chapter 3: Training! 22 August 2010
Remix: Dedication Through Light and Darkness
Chapter 1: Remix!
“With the presence of evil organizations such as Team Lustrous and the Black Organization obvious throughout the world it is now required for hopeful Pokémon trainers to go through school until they are of legal age. Once they reach the age of fourteen they will be transferred from their local schools to one of the prestigious Pokémon Academies located around the world. It is here tha-”
With a click the screen of a television went blank. The absence of the light from the screen made the room almost pitch black. Setting the television remote on the table a few feet in ahead a figure moved from a small sofa and began to head towards the stairs located at the right of the room. Like they had done it a million times, the figure jumped up the stairs, coming to a stop in a medium sized room.
Lights from the ceiling illuminated the room, revealing the figure to be a boy in his early teens. Walking over to a dresser that sat against the wall opposite him, he stared into a mirror that sat atop the dresser. Quickly ruffling his messy black hair, the boy bent next to the dresser. Once he stood erect once more he held a suitcase in his left hand while he slung a backpack over his right shoulder.
Turning back to the stairs the boy grabbed an envelope off his bed and began down the stairs, flipping the light switch on his way down. Landing on the ground floor the boy scanned the room. His eyes rested on a picture frame that rested on a counter towards the kitchen. In the frame was a picture of what appeared to be the boy when he was around five or six years of age. Standing behind the boy was a man whose hair was messy just like the boy’s, but brown in color. Next to the man was a woman, presumably his wife. She had an uncanny resemblance to the boy. They had the same popping green eyes and black hair.
“Might as well,” the boy whispered to himself.
Walking over to the counter the boy opened the frame and removed the picture. Folding it many times, he stashed it in his grey blazers inside pocket. Walking to the door, the boy gave one last look around the room before exiting the house. The air was cold, the sky a dark blue. Lights illuminated the windows of the house across the street, music blaring through the cracks of the door. Looking both ways before crossing, the boy walked across the street, standing on the sidewalk outside the noisy house.
After a few minutes the door opened slightly, music and light pouring out. A girl stepped out with a wave back into the house. She appeared to be in the same age group as the boy, if not a few months older. Swinging her head as she turned, her dirty blonde hair whipped around, landing perfectly on her shoulder. Instead of carrying her suitcase like the boy she simply pulled it, wheels on the bottom making it much easier.
“So you’re actually here,” the girl said to the boy once she reached him.
“You know me Jasmine,” said the boy. “I won’t let you beat me. I’m sure whatever Pokémon I get it will be able to beat yours!”
“Oh Jyharri you silly boy,” Jasmine said in a voice one would use with a child. “Just because I’m older than you doesn’t mean you have to force yourself to prove something to me.”
Jyharri scoffed, turning his head away from her quickly. “Three days really isn’t older.”
“Let’s just get going,” said Jasmine with a chuckle.
Interlocking her arm with Jyharri’s, Jasmine began to lead Jyharri down the street. Every few minutes a breeze would blow through the town. The stars in the sky had begun to look faint as the sun had just started to set. Still behind the horizon, the light glow of the sun could be seen. Because it was the beginning of the evening, many people were out and about on the town, most people driving home from their jobs.
Going through the town’s twisting and turning streets, the pair came upon a large building. A large fence lined both sides of the building, barbed wire sitting at the top. In the middle of the wooden building stood a large man and behind him was an even larger opening.
“Oh man, look at his sailor suit,” Jasmine whispered to Jyharri. “Can you say tacky?”
“Passes,” the man growled.
When both of them held up an envelope with a large stamp consisting of four colors in the middle, the man stepped aside. Once inside the building the two walked a few more feet to exit onto a dock. Just ahead of them were a few people. Once they approached the group Jyharri noticed some of them were looking out across the ocean, trying to find something.
“What are you guys looking for?” Jasmine asked as soon as Jyharri opened his mouth.
“The boat,” a boy of about fourteen said. “The letter said the boat could arrive anytime from 6:30 to 7:45 PM. It’s about 7:30 right now which means it should be here soon.”
After the revelation of the time the boat would arrive both Jyharri and Jasmine began to look out towards the horizon for any sign of a large ship. Looking at another girl’s watch Jasmine saw the time was now 7:44. Straightening her white vest and skirt she leaned against Jyharri, almost falling over.
“It’s 7:45 and the ship still isn’t here,” said the fourteen-year-old. “They lied to-”
“There it is,” yelled a younger boy, pointing out towards the horizon.
Just over the horizon a ship was visible. Despite being large, the ship was moving quickly towards the dock. Small waves were splashing off the sides of the ship, different fish Pokémon leaping out of the waves. Once the ship was a few hundred feet from the dock its speed began to decrease. Stopping completely in the docks, a long, wide plank extended from a small opening on the side of the boat, hitting the docks with a thud. A man stood at the end of the plank looking down on the small group.
“You’re our last group,” the man said with a wiggle of his light brown moustache. He slightly pulled down his hat, as he smiled. “Let’s get on to your home away from home!”
The small group of students cheered as the formed a line and began to file onto the deck. A weird feeling began to boil inside Jyharri’s stomach as they reached the deck. His jaw dropped in amazement as he looked around the ship.
The deck seemed extremely big for a ship; many students were sitting either next to a pool that was located in the middle of the deck, walking around the pool, or in the pool itself. There was a great deal of others who were either walking and talking or leaning against the rail and talking. When the group of new arrivals dispersed Jyharri had remained rooted in his spot, still amazed by the ship.
The plank behind him snapped back into the boat, making a loud cracking noise at which Jyharri jumped. Once the plank was secured the boat began to slowly exit the docks heading out into the open sea. The man that had greeted the group began to walk towards the pool, stopping once he was a few feet from it.
“Now, listen up future first years,” the man bellowed. All talking had soon ceased all eyes on the man in the sailor suit. “It is now time for what most of you have probably been anticipating your entire lives. It’s time to meet your first Pokémon.”
When the words, “firs Pokémon” left the man’s mouth the new students began to buzz excitedly. Jasmine, who had wandered over to the pool, had begun to jump in excitement. Jyharri’s heart began to race and his breath became heavy. After so long he was finally going to have a Pokémon he could call his own.
The man looked around at the new students with a smile on his face. After the excitement had toned down a bit and the students were now facing the man again he simply lifted his arms. From the lower decks many bird Pokémon flew, small packages attached to their claws. After flying around for a few minutes, many of the bird Pokémon hovered over certain students waiting to take the package.
“How do they know who to give these to?” a boy asked as he took a package from a Staraptor.
“After the starter Pokémon are selected for each student we take the picture from your application and have a bird Pokémon memorize it,” the man explained. “Now I must ask that you don’t release your Pokémon just yet. The weight may cause the ship to sink.”
After seeing many people receive their packages, a Staraptor hovered next to Jyharri, squawking at him to make sure his presence was known. After saying a quick thank you to the bird, Jyharri quickly untied the small box from around Staraptor’s claw. Once the package was free the Staraptor quickly flew back below deck.
“You may open the boxes and take out the Pokéballs, but be sure to throw the boxes in the blue bins so they may be recycled,” the man announced.
Hastily opening the box, Jyharri looked inside. A small ball lay motionless in the box. The top was a popping red color while the bottom was white. A large black stripe encircled the ball, ending in a big white button in the middle. Taking the ball out of the box, Jyharri handled it as if it were a diamond.
“Well buddy, looks like we’re going to be teammates,” Jyharri said to the ball as he held it up towards the setting sun.
“Jyharri,” called Jasmine as she dashed across the deck. Quickly throwing her box in a blue bin on the way, she skidded to a halt in front of Jyharri.
“What?” he asked holding up both the box and Pokéball in front of his chest.
Snatching the box out of his hands, Jasmine easily shot the box into a bin without taking a glance at the bin. “I have a feeling my Pokémon is cute! If it’s cute then that means it will be better than a lot of other people’s Pokémon! Got any idea what yours may be?”
Jyharri put his hand to his chin as he began to think. “Well I hope it’s something along the lines of a Charizard or something in that line. Those things are cool!”
“Everyone, I know you’re excited and want to meet your Pokémon but please wait until you are placed into dorms,” the man explained once more.
Even though the man was talking the students were too busy trying to guess what was in their Pokéballs to listen. Of course there were a few exceptions as a large number of students were actually listening. Reaching into his pocket, the man pulled out what appeared to be an air horn one would have at a sporting event.
A few of the students chuckled at him knowing that the little air horn would not be loud enough to get everyone’s attention. After making a waving motion with his hand another sailor appeared out of nowhere, handing him a megaphone.
“Oh no,” said Jasmine. “Cover your ears.”
“Why?” asked Jyharri, still examining his Pokéball.
Before she had a chance to answer the man flipped the megaphone on. Placing the air horn next to it, he pressed hard on the horn. A loud screech emitted from the horn. Everyone who was unaware of what had happened clamped their hands to their ears.
“Now that I have your attention, I would like to inform you that you can now report to the lower deck in the rear of the boat for a banquet. If you have yet to place your belongings in your room then I suggest you do that first. Remember; no Pokémon until you have been placed in a dorm or are instructed to release them.”
Many of the students began to grumble as they all either moved towards the back of the ship or headed down to the cabins. Grabbing his suitcase and bag, Jyharri began to follow the few people who were headed to the cabins.
“Meet me at the stairs in ten minutes,” Jasmine told Jyharri as she passed him.
Once he got down the stairs and into the cabin area a woman greeted him, handing him a card. Looking over the card he saw the number fourteen on the back.
“That is your key for your room,” the woman explained. “You are room number fourteen. Your room will be right around the first corner.”
Taking a look at the walls and floor, Jyharri noticed that the colors were exactly the same as the outside of the boat; white and grey. The walls were a good ten feet apart, the perfect distance for anyone that happened to be claustrophobic.
Taking a turn at the first corner like the woman instructed, the first door Jyharri came across had a big fourteen plastered on the front. The handle had a slot above it, obviously for the key. When he slid the key into the slot a soft click was heard and the door opened slightly inward.
Taking a step into the room Jyharri saw it wasn’t very spacious. The only contents of the room were a bed on his right side with a grey and white bedspread (go figure) and a wooden chair to his left. From the bed to the opposite wall was about seven feet showing that this room was meant for one.
Placing his bag and suitcase right next to his bed and pocketing his key, Jyharri quickly clipped his Pokéball to his belt before heading back to the door. Closing the door behind him, Jyharri began to walk back towards the stairs. Once he was back on the deck he noticed that most of the people had left the deck and had either gone to their rooms or at the banquet.
“There you are,” Jasmine exclaimed as Jyharri reached the end of the ship.
Pushing off the railing, Jasmine lead Jyharri down a flight of stairs into a well lit room. Instead of being the usual boring grey and white the walls were a combination of four colors; blue, green, yellow, and red. One would think this would be a horrible color combination for walls, but they managed to make it look excellent.
Vastly different than the cabins, this room was very spacious, two large tables lined up by each other, extending almost thirty feet. Students were seated on both sides, some of them eating, but most of them talking. Grabbing his hand, Jasmine lead Jyharri even further into the room. After walking about ten feet she stopped, two girls turning and smiling. A boy was also seated next to them but he remained with his back to them.
“Jyharri I want you to meet Chloe, Ericka, and, even though he’s not facing us, Dave,” Jasmine said as she pointed to each one.
“Hello,” Erick and Chloe said in unison while Dave remained silent.
“I met these guys when I was waiting for you,” said Jasmine, taking a seat next to Ericka.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Jyharri,” Jyharri introduced himself with a bow before taking a seat next to Jasmine.
“So, Jyharri what color do you hope to trade your grey blazer in for?” Chloe asked with a giggle. “I’m hoping to get into Lightning Yellow.”
“But you look so good in blue,” interjected Ericka, obviously talking about the blue blouse and jeans she was wearing. Ericka then looked at her own black tank top and white jeans with a saddened look. “I really want to get into Fire Red. Red looks much better on me than black.”
“I don’t really mind what dorm they put me in,” Jyharri told Chloe. “I just want to learn everything I can about Pokémon so I can hopefully become a great trainer.”
A clinking noise made its way throughout the room, reverberating off the walls which made it seem louder than it actually is. A woman stood at the head of the table next to the one Jyharri, Jasmine, and their new friends sat at. Sporting a black blazer and skirt, she looked very regal, almost as if she were at a formal dinner.
“Welcome new students,” she said. Her voice was very soft, almost sultry. “First I would like to congratulate you all on being accepted into this Academy. Usually we would wait until we arrived to the Academy to welcome you there and give you your starter Pokémon, but we decided to do things a little differently this year.
“Now that I have explained that I would like to introduce myself. I am Headmistress Davis and I run the Academy. If you ever have any questions or troubles just find me and I will try to help you to the best of my abilities. Now enjoy your dinner. We will be arriving at the Academy tomorrow morning.”
“Man that was some good stuff,” exclaimed Jyharri as their small group began to walk across the deck.
The sky had now changed to a dark blue, many stars dotting the sky. The moon was high in the sky taking the shape of a crescent. The air had become cold, a slight breeze blowing over the ship. Walking over to the railing, Jyharri, Jasmine, and Ericka looked out into the ocean, the sky reflecting off the surface. Dave and Chloe continued walking around the deck, Dave still not saying anything to Jyharri.
“The ocean sure is beautiful,” whispered Ericka.
“Sure is,” Jyharri agreed.
Glancing at Jyharri, Ericka saw that he was staring at the moon, not moving in the slightest or blinking. A smile was on his face, but it wasn’t the usual happy smile. It was more of a smirk. Even though she knew it wasn’t polite to stare, Ericka couldn’t take her eyes off him. There was something weird about the way he stared at the moon without moving or blinking. A loud blaring sounded, snapping Jyharri out of his trance.
“Students need to report to their cabins,” the voice of Headmistress Davis said over an intercom.
Giving one last look at the moon, Jyharri followed Jasmine and Ericka back to the stairs leading to the cabins. Carefully maneuvering through the crowds, Jyharri said his goodbyes to Ericka and Jasmine before reaching his door. Opening it slightly, he slid into his room, falling onto his bed.
Rolling onto his back, Jyharri put his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Sleeping seemed like the only thing he could do, but he knew he wouldn’t get much of it.
Darkness had covered Jyharri’s eyes. Various noises had reached his ears, but sounded as if they were being played in slow motion. Slowly light began to filter into the darkness. Suddenly the entire room came into view. The sound of people’s voices could be heard from outside. Slowly sitting up, Jyharri ruffled his messy black hair before standing.
Picking up his suitcase and bag from the floor, Jyharri exited his room to be pushed towards the stairs with the crowd. Once up on the deck Jyharri saw that the boat had been stopped. Instead of seeing the open sea a large island now occupied the view from the side of the boat.
The island had been covered in mostly forest. Near the front of the island appeared to be what looked like a city. In the far west there was a large red topped building. In nearly the exact same spot to the east was another building. This building was slightly larger and had a yellow roof. Closest to the center, but still a great distance away was a building that appeared to be shaped like a greenhouse. Unlike the other two, the roof of this building was green much like the forest.
Nearly all of the students marveled at the sight. The center of the island was the most impressive with its large buildings and colorful roofs. Much like the roofs of the buildings that were scattered across the island, the buildings roofs all had a separate color. Another color was present at the center, but seemingly absent on a building. One of the larger buildings at the center had a blue top.
Just like it when they arrived to pick up the students, a sailor extended a plank from the ship, landing on the docks. When the students began to file off the ship they were instructed to leave their suitcases on the ship as they were going to be taken care of. Just like when he got his Pokéball, Jyharri’s heart began to race as he walked down the plank and onto the docks.
Following the crowd, Jyharri was led up a path through a small forest until they reached the city like area. The buildings seemed like skyscrapers up close, many different people were standing in a park area, all of them in purple blazers. Still walking up a path, the group was led through an archway made of grass into the large park area. Benches encircled a large fountain, water spewing up and back into the fountain in the middle.
When they reached the line of people the men bowed while the women did a little curtsy, holding out their matching purple skirts. Walking ahead of the group, Headmistress Davis stood in front of the people with her arms extended.
“Welcome to the Pokémon Academy of the east,” Headmistress Davis said. “This will be the place you call home for the next year. Soon you will be divided into your dorms, but first I must ask you to do something I know you’ve wanted to do for a while.”
Without her even finishing her sentence the students began to scatter around the park. Pokéballs flew into the air, cracking open when they reached their peak height. From each ball shot a bright white light. The lights hit the ground, each beginning to morph into a different shape and size.
Various cries were heard when the light had subsided. Many different creatures looked at their new trainers, a smile on their face. Clutching onto his Pokéball, Jyharri walked a little farther away from the group. Tossing it into the air the same white light shot out of the ball. Heart about to burst out of his chest Jyharri watched as the white light began to form into a really small creature. Once the light stopped shaping itself the Pokémon was no taller than Jyharri’s shin.
“That’s definitely not a Charmander,” Jyharri said slightly disappointed.
The light soon completely vanished revealing a Pokémon that appeared to be egg shaped. Instead of having a complete egg body, its face was a shade of yellow while its head consisted of five spikes. The casing around its body appeared to be a white shell that had red and blue rings on it. Its body was completed by small brown eyes, two stubby arms and feet.
Crouching down to get a better look, Jyharri examined the Pokémon. The creature just stared at Jyharri, a questioning look on its face. Jyharri returned the look, turning his head sideways and back to upright. His Pokémon did the same, almost as if it was mimicking him. Not sure of what it was Jyharri began to poke the shell.
“You don’t seem too tough. How am I going to battle with you? Well I’m Jyharri,” he introduced himself. “I’m your new trainer. I can’t really complain about you being my Pokémon. I mean there are some people who don’t have a Pokémon.”
“Togepiii!” shrilled the Pokémon with a smile as if it were introducing itself as well.
“Well I’ve never heard of Togepi before, but assuming you’re a girl I’ll call you Spirit. You seem very happy.”
The Togepi, now called Spirit, jumped into Jyharri’s arms, obviously enjoying her nickname. Placing the Pokéball back onto his belt, Jyharri carried Togepi back to the group. Jasmine’s happy cries could be heard over the noise of the crowd. As soon as she spotted Jyharri she ran over to him, a black and blue creature in her arms.
“Look at my Pokémon!” she exclaimed holding it up in front of Jyharri.
The Pokémon slightly resembled a dog with a majorly blue body. Part of its torso was black like the “mask” on its face and his ears. His legs were also black while the remainder was blue. Its long blue tail began to swing back and forth as Jasmine pulled it in for a hug.
“Isn’t he adorable?” she asked in a voice that would be used for babies. “He’s a Riolu. I’ve decided to call him Anubis.”
“Why di-” started Jyharri.
“Don’t question my naming! What Pokémon did you get?”
Holding up Spirit, both Jyharri and the Togepi smiled. “She’s a Togepi. Her name is Spirit.”
After watching the students introduce their friends to their Pokémon, Headmistress Davis clapped her hands. Instantly the noise stopped. With a smile, Headmistress Davis turned and motioned for the students to follow.
“Now,” Davis started, “time to start this school year.”