Well here you go, Chapter One of "The War of the Champion" reborn, I hope you enjoy

The following in inscribed on The Great Wall, located in the Historical Wing in The Temple of Aura:

And it is said, in time it will appear as if Aura is dying,

And the people will loose faith in the Guardians,

And the True Warriors will die out,

And those who still fight their own kind will not know what they fight for,

And Princes will become corrupt,

And fail to protect those he swore he would,

And those loyal will be hid away,

And be cursed, and robbed,

And as the Power given to Man by Mew is blackened,

A light will find it's way back in,

As the First of the Last turns the Ash,

Back into Fire!

"This is the last thing scribed on the wall within the last eight hundred years." The woman who spoke was tall and slender with dark blue hair, with glasses resting on her nose, she wore a knee length skirt and a white blouse, giving her a professional look to her. She looked again at the group of students she was giving a tour to. "The man who wrote this was King Silus, who is known in history for being a Scholar, and well understanding in all forms of Aura." She paused again as a boy in the back raised his hand. She peered at him over her glasses. He looked to be about thirteen or fourteen, and seemed like he hadn't eaten nearly enough in his life. "Yes," she said, pointing to him.

"I like, don't completely understand what this is supposed to mean, like, what's this 'Power' Mew gave to Man?"

The woman nodded slightly at the question before answering. "Most people don't understand, and there are still parts we don't even understand. The part that refers to the Power Mew gave to Man is just another way to describe Aura in general, and when it's described as being blackened, it's most likely referring to the Dark Aura's, who are Aura Users who have a corrupted Aura. The line that talks about "Those fighting their own kind" is describing the war between the Light and Dark Aura's, but the part that doesn't make sense it when it says they don't know what they fight for."

The next one to raise their hand was a girl, with large round glasses, who seemed to be slightly younger than the rest. "So was this King then, an Aura Guardian?"

The guide smiled at the girl and simply shook her head. "Actually no, all Kings and Queens who sit on the throne here in the temple are Aura Warriors." Seeing the confusion in the boys eyes she continued. "There are more types of Aura users than just Guardians. There are many, and even today we find some that are different than others. The Aura Warriors are just one race, and they're probably the most complicated."

"What's so special about them?" This cam from a boy, slightly older than the rest, who was standing slightly off from every one else.

The guide looked at the boy and smiled, and said one word: "Everything."

Western Shore of Almia

Screaming. That's all the Aura Guardian could hear over the loud ringing in his ears. A mortar had landed behind him and the other three Guardians with him, and now he was on the ground, face first, looking up to observe his surrounding, to his left he saw his mentor Sir Riley, and the other two Guardians Dirk and Stephan, all of them unconscious. Straight ahead of him he saw his trusty Pikachu, being protected by an aura shield by his faithful Lucario, who was also protected. As he stood up he heard Lucario's voice in his head. I told you, you should have stayed with me, I can protect you.

The Guardian looked at the Pokémon with annoyed eyes. I can take care of myself thank you.

Apparently not.

The man smiled Apparently not.

He slowly got back up, but gasped as he felt a sharp pain in his side. Pikachu jumped to his side pointing at a piece of metal that was sticking out. "Pika!"

"It's all right Pikachu," he said, grabbing the end of it. "It's just a little piece of shrapnel, AHHH," as he pulled it out he realized it was no "little" piece of shrapnel.

Master, they're coming! Lucario ran up the pile of rocks they had been using for cover. They're almost here!

"I gotcha, I gotcha!" The man stood up again and tossed the six inch piece of metal to the side, still dripping in blood. He looked over to where his fellow Guardians were. "We can't leave them! We'll have to stay until Gryder gets here!"

Pikachu and Lucario looked at each other, before nodding in agreement. "Good, now lets continue this party." As he reached the top of the mound he placed his palms together, and motioned for Lucario to do the same. What he saw when he looked up would make most men tremble, but not him, not an Aura Guardian. Hundreds of Dark Aura's were charging towards were he was standing. All of them armed with rifles and many holding a glowing ball of red and black in their hands. The man looked over again to his blue partner and nodded. He then turned to Pikachu, who was now on his shoulder, ready for anything.

Tremor ran through his hands, as an orb of a sapphire blue color formed in his hands. As the sphere grew he spread his hands farther and farther apart, until they were about a foot and a half apart. As the sphere finally settled he looked at Lucario who was now at the same stage as him. Ready, the man thought to himself. They both took a deep breath and in unison threw the spheres at the rapidly approaching hoard. "NOW!" He shouted, and at his command Pikachu released an electric attack into one of the orbs, which then leaped over to the other, creating a barrier between the two.

As the combination of the two Aura Spheres and electricity sped towards the Dark Aura's, few hesitated, but as the attack smashed into their lines, most of them wished they had. The Spheres exploded on impact, leaving a gruesome burn on their victims, and as the electricity ran through the bodies of many of them, the smell of burnt flesh could be noticed in the air.

More screams, the powerful man thought to himself. As he looked over the pile of men he had just killed, he knew it wasn't over. He reached his right hand to his left hip, placing it on the hilt of the long sword he was carrying, with his left hand he grasped the magnum that was holstered on his thigh. From a distance it was a magnificent sight, the Guardian with his faithful companions, ready for battle, garbed in blue and a feathered black hat, with silver armor on his chest and legs. His raven hair could be seen underneath his hat and he reached about six feet two inches and was well built, conditioned as a true warrior. So was it in the eyes of Gryder the Aura Warrior.

The man looked up at the fast approaching helicopter. When it reached him, he heard a series of commands from open compartment, before five heavily armored men dropped twenty feet from the chopper with a loud CLANG! One was more heavily armored than the others and was the first to approach him. The armor was a heavy one, designed specifically to be used in a large scale battle, like this one. The metal covered his entire body and required specific equipment to take off and put it pack on. On this head he wore a helmet with a thick red visor covering his face. On his back there was a large great sword, with two long swords crossed over them. The four men with him were similarly armored, but with a light set and carried various weapons.

The Guardian walked towards them and met with the one who was obviously the leader and smiled. "Gryder, what took you so long?"

Through his helmet Gryder could be heard laughing. He took it off before giving the Guardian a pat on the shoulder, "What's the report?" He had a handsome face and looked to be in his mid twenties. He was well built and reached six feet and four inches, not counting his armor.

"Things aren't going too well, Riley and the others are unconscious, and our troops have been dropping by the dozen. We've been holding off for the last three hours, but we aren't doing too hot. It'd be nice to know where you've been." The Guardian looked at Gryder with a grim face.

"Cassandra had us check on something, but as soon we heard about the attack we came here, but that's for another time. Two of my men will stay back and cover Riley until he's back on his feet, in the mean time we're going to join the rest of the troops."

"Got it, let's go!" As they ran over the mount the Guardian saw that the survivors of the most recent attack were regrouping. He aimed his magnum and took out three, but before he could fire again, Gryder (who had his helmet back on) and his Gallade (Who had just been released out of his Pokeball) charged ahead. Gallade took struck down multiple with a matter of seconds with his swift blades on his arms, which were now stained with blood. Gryder had unsheathed his great sword and was wielding it with amazing grace and ease, for such an unbalanced weapon. It didn't take long to finish up the remaining Dark Aura's so they were soon on their way again.

"There!" Said the Guardian as he pointed up towards a large black pillar sticking out of the sea, about fifty feet from shore. "That's where Vancor is!"

Gryder nodded, "Then that's where we're going!" As they reached the shore another group of Dark Aura's ran towards them launching Dark Aura Spheres at them. Being that it was out of ammo, the Guardian tossed his magnum aside and charged, blocking the spheres as he did so. Another was launched at him, but he leaned back and slid on his knees, dodging it with grace before springing back up and driving his sword into the first opponent he came to. He pulled his blade out of the mans chest just to strike down another, and another, until there was no one else in his path and the man Pikachu was electrocuting stopped screaming. He turned and looked over the carnage he had just created, and looked up at Gryder as he approached, stepping over bodies. "Before you ask, no, it never gets easier to do. It just get's easier to ignore what you're doing."

The man in blue looked down and sighed. "I'm not sure that's a good thing either."

"No, but you'll go insane if you don't. And if we didn't kill, it'd be a lot harder to stop Vancor. Speaking of which we need to keep going, we're almost there."

They continued on, and finally were able to reach the bridge leading to the base of the pillar, but to their surprise, their weren't any Dark Aura's guarding it. Before anyone in the group could question it though, they heard a noise. A noise that first sounded like a great rock, cracking down the middle, but then it was silent, before the sound of an explosion erupted in the air, followed by the screams of thousands of soldiers. The Guardian was the first to ask the question everyone was thinking. "What was that?"

Gryder turned his head towards where the sound came from, on the other side of the cliff further down the beach. "I'm not sure, but I have a feeling we need to get to the top of that pillar!" To say they ran across the bridge would be an understatement, each step they took the mysterious power, Pokémon, or creature seemed to be getting closer and closer. Whatever it was it seemed to get to the to first. They were still sprinting up the spiral leading to the top, when they heard a deep voice, not a cruel voice, but one that was harsh, but just. When they had almost reached the top, there was another explosion, mixed in with the yelling of a man, a man in pain.

As they finally reached the top, they all stopped dead in their tracks and were blinded by light.

Well there you have it, I hoped you enjoyed it and noted that it was considerably longer than the chapter's of the last version. And remember, the Vote on weather Ash should be paired with is still going on until next Wednesday. Who will it be? May? or Misty?

Thank you

The Son of War