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Chapter 1

The Lucario woke up. As he awoke to his surroundings that seemed alien to him, he looked upon the floor and noticed the blue and black fur that covered his arms and legs.

Was that me? The Lucario thought as he remembered the young Lucario that he saw in his dream. Immediately convinced that he was, he checked his body for any bruises and scars but there were no such signs. Questions flooded his mind as he stood up from the filthy dirt of a bed.

Where am I? Who was that girl? Am I the blue thing in the dream? How did I get here? He tried to remember what had happened before he woke up. He tried searching for any more memories that could piece together something that could give a rational explanation, for the dream that could not escape his attention. Then he started to notice the room he was in and began to observe the room.

The room was very dull. The room had white cracked dust filled walls with a tint of putrid yellow like the walls were starting to rot. There was a fragile dirt filled bed that the Lucario slept on, a small dusty desk with a broken down lamp on it, and a television with a shattered screen adjacent from the bed with the shattered pieces of glass from the T.V. screen on the floor.

While confused, the Lucario decided to open the door to the room he was in to proceed to roam and observe the place he was in. Outside the room, there was a long, narrow hallway that seemed just as dead and rotting as the room he awoke in. It was as if he was living inside a once pure living being to now a dead and rotting one of cracked walls, shattered glass and flickering lights. There were five doors on each side of the hallway. Nine out of the ten doors had a small frame window on the door. There were also two smashed rectangular lights on the ceiling with the glass from the light on the floor with its pieces scattered. The hallway was kind of dark but the flickering lights emanating from the small windows on nine of the ten doors made it easy to see. The Lucario decided to peek through some of the windows on the doors to see what each room was like. It looked like a school. All the rooms with the windows had a chalkboard, desks, chairs, educational books, etc. that seemed to not been used for years or even decades. The only room that didn't have the frame window on the door was a bathroom.

In the bathroom, there was a small mirror. Walking closer to the mirror, he started to see his reflection. His mind raced and his astonishment left him breathless that left room in for a more powerful feeling, fear. He put his hand up to the mirror while looking at his reflection, observing the quite shocking features of his paw and the expressions of his furry beast like face. A thought then occurred in his mind that he must be the young Lucario in that dream, but his features were much different. He looked much older, looking more like an actual Lucario than the tiny, child looking Lucario in his dream. Instead of bruises, he only had one wound on the side of his head. The wound, the somewhat destroyed lights and rooms, and the fact no one was even in the building made him wonder what happened even more. At the end of the hallway, there was an eleventh door. When he opened the door, a wave of warm air hit him. Letting him realize he was about to enter the outside world.

His eyes widened. The liveliness of the plant life he saw in the dream was gone. The grass, most of the trees, the plants, all dead or withering away. Many buildings surrounding the street were destroyed. Some had minimal damage like a few smashed windows or doors that were knocked down at some point. Other buildings were half demolished, completely demolished, or burnt down at some point. Fortunately for the Lucario, the small building that he was in was only minimally damaged. The sky was ominously orange. The only normal thing about the city was the sun shining on the ruined city. It felt something like a surreal nightmare, a dream in which even he couldn't be able to conjure out of any element of darkness.

_ What happened here?_ The Lucario thought. He decided to leave the building and walk down the street observing the nearly dead city. On the streets, there were many pokemon and humans scattered everywhere. They all looked unhealthy, famished, covered in dirt and bruised as if they were just as damaged as the ruins itself. It was like a rouge town, people or pokemon stealing from each other, beating each other down just for some scraps of food. Witnessing the lootings and brawls made Lucario much more frightened. The whole world seemed to be thrown at his face mercilessly, which to him felt like it wouldn't give him enough room to process and comprehend any of it. Everyone was clearly in poverty. Some people or pokemon lived in huts made of the scraps on the street or lived in the remains of the destroyed buildings. On many streets, there were some dead bodies of people and pokemon lying on the ground, making this place even more horrific. Their dead bodies looked too unreal, as if they were props or objects made to look like living things. No one even had the audacity to do something about it, they just left the decaying bodies be on the streets. The Lucario saw the same things on every street he was on. On one street, there was a pokemon center and a pokemon market. However, two of the four sides of the wall were demolished on both of the buildings with shattered glass, the collapsed roof, some spoiled food, and empty bottles of medicine remaining.

Walking down one road, the Lucario decided to ask someone about what happened, hoping to get answers. He walked up to a woman who was on the street.

"Excuse me," the Lucario said to get the lady's attention. The woman turned around. The woman wore a ripped blue dress and looked extremely dirty. She had long, tangled brown hair that covered a bit of her face. She also carried a blunt object in her right hand, making the Lucario feel uneasy. She was struck with fear when she laid eyes on the Lucario. She took a few steps back and started to shake and mumble to herself.

"Is... there anything wrong?" The Lucario asked. The woman walked back towards the Lucario still shaking and mumbling. She began to lift the blunt object in the air and quickly struck the Lucario in the shoulder. The Lucario screamed with immense shocking pain as he hit the ground.

"Ow! What's wrong with you?" The Lucario yelled at the woman. Just as he asked the question, the woman struck again, however, the Lucario dodged her attack and rolled over and quickly got back on his feet. The Lucario began to run. He ran as fast as he could, running from street to street trying to get away from the woman. However, she kept chasing him. While running, he could see everyone's reaction. Everyone was scared when they saw the Lucario and some cheered for the woman to kill him. He felt as if the whole world had gone mad and that it now wanted to end such a life that seems to only have started within the abandoned school.

_ What do they want from me?!_ The Lucario thought to himself. He ran past the remains of the pokemon center and the pokemon market and instincts told him to hide behind the destroyed buildings. The Lucario dove behind the pokemon center and waited for the woman to leave. The woman finally got to the street with the pokemon center and the pokemon market. She was confused; she thought the Lucario would be here. Without a second thought she walked away. The Lucario came out from behind the building and proceeded to walk down the street. The Lucario decided to leave the ruins of the town to find a safer place away from the dangerous inhabitants.

"You must be one stupid Lucario." The Lucario immediately turned his head. He saw a Growlithe walking towards him. The Growlithe actually looked healthy unlike the unhealthy people and pokemon on the streets. He also wore a strange collar around his neck.

"Even our kind that isn't bright should know that the humans don't understand us," the Growlithe said. "You shouldn't be wandering around here. Hope you know there are humans and our kind out there that are hunting for someone like you." The Growlithe slowly walked towards the Lucario, getting closer and closer. The Lucario had another eerie feeling and started to back up a little bit, getting some distance from the Growlithe. The Lucario felt the wall of the destroyed pokemon center, having him cornered. The Lucario didn't know what to do other than wait to see what happens, for he didn't process the knowledge to use his pokemon powers. An Arcanine came rushing through one corner of the remains of the pokemon center and bit Lucario in the leg. The Lucario screamed in pain, as the Arcanine tackled him on the ground. Like the Growlithe, the Arcanine was in good shape and had the same collar around his neck. The Arcanine used his weight to sustain Lucario from escaping.

"As you can see, we are some of those hunters. That's too bad, I was going to let you go because of how bewildered you are, but I don't want to risk the chance of a dumb Lucario like you to be him."

"What are you talking about?! All I want to know is what happened to this place?! I don't mean to hurt anyone! Please let me go!" The Lucario replied to the Growlithe while being held down by the Arcanine. The Growlithe and Arcanine laughed hysterically.

"Really? You don't know what's going on? Just look around you! It's Hell. Everything is destroyed and falling apart. Everyone is starving on the streets, killing each other for food and shelter!" While the Growlithe lectured how horrible the conditions were which the Lucario already first hand witnessed, he noticed that the Arcanine was slowly losing grip on him, creating a good chance to escape.

The Lucario elbowed the Arcanine in the stomach. The Arcanine roared in pain loudly that felt like it could have been heard for miles. Getting the Arcanine off of him, he kicked the Arcanine in the face with much given adrenaline, knocking him to the ground. The Growlithe was astonished that the Lucario defended himself.

"Oh so you want to fight? So be it, you're just making it harder for yourself," the Growlithe said. He dashed at the Lucario and tried to bite him with his sharp razor like teeth. The Lucario just barely evaded the attack and ran up to the Growlithe and kicked him in the face, in which made the Growlithe whimper for a second. The Growlithe responded by using ember with much anger and fury. The Lucario tried to dodge the attack but led him to being burned by the ember. The Lucario hit the ground in pain, his body covered in burn marks that felt like the burning sensation was eating him alive.

"Time to finish you," the Growlithe said with a sadistic happy expression on his bestial face. Before he could use ember again, the Lucario stood up in a quick motion despite the pain and thrashed his fist up the Growlithe's jaw, then in the stomach. The Growlithe flew back a bit, hitting his head on the wall of the pokemon center that gave out a loud thump, leaving him unconscious. The Lucario heard the Arcanine grumble and he ran to find a way out of the city before the Arcanine got up. He knew his only survival was to flee.

Preventing to be noticed, the Lucario snuck through alley ways and small roads that were not as populated to find his way out of the city. The adrenaline in his body was enough to silence the pain of the burn marks. While sneaking through the city, a question popped up in the Lucario's mind. Who was 'him' that the Growlithe was talking about? He kept thinking about that until eventually he found an exit to the city. The exit led to a dead forest. As he left, he saw a sign on the ground. Curious, the Lucario picked the sign up and read it.

^ Viridian City

v Viridian Forest

So that's where I am. The Lucario thought as he walked towards Viridian Forest. Before entering the forest, there was an obstacle. A destroyed border was in the way of the pathway. He simply decided to walk around the mess.

Instead of the abundant green leaves and grass covering the beautiful forest, there were gray, lifeless trees and decayed grass. Surprisingly, bug type pokemon still inhabit the forest despite it being almost completely dead. Many Kakunas and Metapods hang on the trees and Caterpies and Weedles crawling through the dead grass, finding a source of food they can eat. Many trees were burned down, only ash remaining. Fortunately, there were some trees that somehow are alive and fully bloomed. The bloomed trees were populated a huge amount of bug pokemon fighting for their resources, but to the extent of killing like he witnessed in the city. Other bug pokemon actually shared their food source with each other. The Lucario found those trees to be beautiful despite the bitter brawls of the bug pokemon.

Even though the trees were dead, the forest was still a maze. Only after ten minutes, the Lucario was lost. He wanted to find an exit to the forest so he can explore and hopefully find answers from other people that hopefully wouldn't try and kill him.

After traveling through the confusing forest, the Lucario saw something. A gate and could barely see a building. The Lucario wondered if there was someone who lived there, so he ran towards the building without giving a thought of caution. When he got there, he discovered how huge the building was, it was more like a warehouse. There were gates surrounding the building. Many people were surrounding the building guarding it. They were all wearing monochrome uniforms. Afraid they might attack him, he walked towards another side of the gates.

Towards the back of the warehouse, he saw another Lucario. Happy that he was not the only one, he loudly whispered to the other Lucario, hoping none of the uniformed guards would hear him.

"Hey!" The other Lucario turned around and saw the confused Lucario behind the gate. The other Lucario was missing half of his face. Half of his face had no eye, dried up muscle, and no teeth. The other Lucario had a joyful but angry expression on his face. The half-faced Lucario slowly ran towards the confused Lucario quietly. The sight of him gave confused Lucario a sick feeling, and was trying not to throw up cause of such a sight of the other one.

"What are you doing here?!" The other Lucario snapped. "This place is dangerous and you should know that! Run before they see you!"

"Why? What's going on? What are they doing to you?" The confused Lucario asked hoping the half-faced Lucario has answers.

"I don't know what's going on. All I know is that my master and I were exploring regions. My master thought it would be nice to go to a place called 'Kanto'. I don't know what happened after we got there. Next thing I know, all these humans, Growlithes, and Arcanines are beating me in here telling me to confess that I was 'him'. I don't even know who 'him' is!" Explained the half-face Lucario in a quiet whisper that sounded like he was having much difficulty talking due to his dried destroyed muscle half of his face.

"Back in the city, I was being attacked by these insane humans and the orange-furred things accusing me of being 'him'," the confused Lucario replied to the half-faced Lucario.

"The Growlithes?" The half-faced Lucario asked. "You better run, they probably got your scent when they attacked you. You're still their target. Run away from here! Don't get caught!" The confused Lucario took the half-faced Lucario's advice and started sprinting into the forest, hoping he can escape the "Growlithes" the other Lucario was talking about. No matter how far he got into the forest, he still couldn't find an exit to the forest.

The Lucario stopped, trying to catch his breath. He sat down on the ground taking a few minute break before running again.

"There! He's over there!" A voice shouted from the distance. The Lucario got up and started sprinting again. He tried running as fast as he can but the people following him outran him. One of the men pushed the Lucario down to the ground.

"Hold him down! Don't let him get away!" Another man shouted. The men held him to the ground. There were four men from the warehouse from earlier, wearing their monochrome uniforms. The Lucario tried to break free but to no avail. The one man holding him down was much heavier in a muscular matter and the smell of his breath down on the Lucario's neck was a foul one.

"This one is squirming too much," one of the men said. One of the men not holding down the Lucario picked up a rock and hit the Lucario in the head with it, leaving the Lucario unconscious. One of the men picked up the Lucario as the others were walking back to the warehouse in the forest.

While walking back, a jet of water rushed through the forest and hit one of the men on the back of the head, knocking him down.

"What was that?" One of the three remaining men said. Three more jets of water sped towards and hit the other three men, knocking them to the ground. In the shadows, a pokemon saw the Lucario. The pokemon bit his ear as softly as it could and started to drag him.

"What are you doing?!" One of the men yelled at the pokemon. All four got up and tried to grab the pokemon. The pokemon used surf and washed the four men away. The pokemon then continued to drag the Lucario and led them out to the forest. The Lucario faintly awoke for only a minute as he faintly saw his legs, the ground, and knowing he was being dragged away. His vision awfully blurry and his mind fogged, he soon fell asleep, and drifted to another dream.