Another story?! Why am I doing this to myself?!

I'm not sure if I want to only have the Kanto-Johto DexHolder in this story. I'm still trying to decide if i want to add the Hoenn DexHolders.

Disclaimer I do not own pokemon

Enjoy

There is a small town located in the country of Kanto. It wasn't famous for anything, nor was it highly visited by outsiders. However, the town was quite loud considering it's population. This town is under the rule of the king, who had multiple rulers under him to help keep control of the country.

Though the town was loud and cheerful, the town was very poor. Few crops were grown a year, there were a large amount of livestock but with the drought the amount has dramatically decreased, the taxation of the town was also overpriced- you can thank the government for people knew that they were being treated unfairly, they just never tried to make a stand as they found it pointless and impossible.

Another reason why they weren't revolting was because of a certain group that were representing their voice, doing it in the only way it can get the King's attention. By force.

This group was called the DexHolders. A group of teens that have three types of targets: rich people who treated the poor...poorly (BADUM TISSS...) people who have connections to the government, and companies who exploit their people. How do they deal with them you ask? Let's just say in a bloody way.

The injustice of this country was going to change. It will be written down in history books. Who started the revolution, who won, what had change. The descendent a of the people will learn about the change of Kanto in the year 1750.

The story begins on this particular town, on this particular day...

A hooded figure stood on top of the brick roof. Observing from above he was looking for a certain person. He was easy to spot considering that he was a rich man, in a town with poor people. As his target was moving, the hooded figure followed by the rooftops.

The assassin was fairly young. 17, 21 at most, he had black hair and crimson red eyes. His assassins coat was also crimson red. He wore a white shirt, brown slacks, black pairs of boots and gloves, and he had a belt tied around his waist where he kept some of his throwing knives.

As he saw an opening to attack on his target (since he was heading to a secluded area) he heard a scream. The dark haired assassin turned to see an elderly woman being robbed, by a group of teenage delinquents. Conflicted, looking back and forth at the woman and his target he had to make a choice quick.

"Help!" The woman screamed.

The woman, or his target?

"Help!" She called again.

"I'm so going to get in trouble for this ..." He muttered before jumping to a rooftop across from him, and began running after the thieves. Over, under, jump across, find an opportunity then... The hooded figure jumped down and landed on on of the delinquents, pinning him down.

"Ah! Hel-mmmph!" The assassin covered his mouth.

"Let's make this quick. Hand over the lady's stuff then I'll let you go...free of injury."

"We didn't take anyt-" the hooded male threw a knife at his companion, missing him by a hairline.

"I'm sorry. Say that again would you? I won't miss this time. Promise."

They tossed a bag, which the assassin easily caught, and ran after he let the boy go free. He jumped, using the bricks of the buildings to get him back up again, running back to the spot where he had heard the lady. Fortunately she was still there. He didn't want to waste anymore time so he threw it into a chart that was filled with flowers, made sure the lady noticed it then left.

"Dammit he's gone." Looking at the area where he initially planned to make his move. Despite his targets disappearance he spent a few more hours searching for the man, with no luck he decided to call it a day and go repertoire back to his group.

"This is the third time this happened Red," a brunette said placing her hands on her hips, disapprovingly. "Honestly, who knows what will happen now that Steve's still out there..."

Steve Harris, was the target of the hooded man, Red (unknown last name) was suppose to eliminate that day. He was a rich and powerful man with many connections with the government. Steve had a tendency to collect 'overdue tax money' in poor towns, then slaughter those who couldn't pay up. Absolutely sick.

"I know that." Red said. "It's just that I just couldn't let those...those guys take the old lady's stuff. It wouldn't feel right."

"It also doesn't feel right to have a rich murder addict roaming around the streets." Another voice said.

"I know that Green." Red replied hugging his head in his arms.

"I think we should give him a break. I mean, he did started to look for him again once he returned the bag." A raven haired male with golden eyes said. "Not to mention that Steve Hairy- or whatever his name is, is probably still here, so why panic?" He shrugged.

"We don't know that for sure." A redhead said.

"Crystal might." The brunette with blue eyes, Blue said. "She's on patrol right now."

On cue the wooden door opened, and a female with blue hair and light blue eyes entered.

"Hey SSG!" The golden eyed male greeted.

"Don't call me that Gold." Crystal said taking of her coat, and hat and placing it on a wooden rack that Red had carved himself, a few years back when they had started.

"Report." Green said.

"He's still here." Crystal said. "I would've finished the mission if I could, but he was surrounded by guards. I couldn't make a move." She sat down on the closet chair next to her with a sigh. "And I really wanted to try out those new weapons you and Silver made."

The redhead, Silver said: "You might get your chance." He turned to Green. "I think Crystal should handle this mission. She can get the job quick and done."

"Hey! Hold on a second! I think I should have a say in this?!" Red protested.

"Red, we need Steve gone. Not only is he a powerful rich man, there is suspicion from some of our inside sources that he could be part of something big." Green said.

"How about this," Red took a piece of bread that was placed on the table and began to chew on it. "If I can't assassinate him tomorrow by noon, Crys gets to do it."

"I'm fine with that deal." Blue said.

"Same,"

"I'm fine with that,"

"Well, there is a reasonable time limit and enough time left to make an assassination. So I say yes,"

"..."

"Green?" Gold said snapping his fingers. "You still haven't answered."

"... Do it before noon,"

Red was in his usual garments as he watched Steve from the rooftops. He hoped he wasn't too late. Right now the rich man was in front of a small house, there were barn animals, a lot to maintain, not enough to feed to whole town. Red began to quickly and silently make his way towards Steve when someone grabbed his arm.

"You're not going anywhere." The man was dressed in armour, had a belt with a sword and was fairly built, Red assumed he was a guard hired to protect Steve.

"Actually I am," Red broke out of his hold and kicked the man by his feet, so he could lose balance and fall. However, as he was falling he grabbed Red by the legs which caused both males to fall. They wreaked around the roof, trying to knock each other off. "Dammit," Red said. This had to be over quick, he didn't want to do what he was going to do next, but the stubborn guard left him no choice.

As they were rolling Red punched him in the side where armour did not protect Steve's guard. The guard grunted, while distracted by the pain Red took this as an opportunity. He took out a small knife and stabbed him in the neck.

"Gahh..." Red tossed the lifeless body aside, and stood up.

"Sorry," he turned to see that someone was talking to Steve. A blond haired man and woman which Red assumed was his wife. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, nor did the dark haired assassin needed too. Judging by the body language of the blond couple (the man looking angry, protecting his wife who looked concerned and afraid) the young assassin knew he was asking them to pay their taxes, and if not...

Red began to run towards them. He jumped to another rooftop, and was about to swoop down on Steve when another man tackled him to the ground. Another one of Steve's guards.

"Think you can get away that easily, eh?" He said. Red grabbed with his left hand by the neck, and his right hand touched his belt. The guard fell unconscious, Red knew he wouldn't be waking up at all. His glove had released poison that had entered the guard's skin when Red touched his belt, which has a secret button. Little metal wires that was under his garments transported the poison from the belt to his gloved fingertips when the button was pressed, courtesy of Green and Silver.

Bang! Oh no. Red turned to see both of the civilians on the ground in a pool of their own blood that was growing by the minute soaking their clothes with the red liquid. Steve with a gun in hand just stared.

"No!" A blond girl yelled. She happened to just come from the market to buy some food, with the little money they had.

'She looks like our age,' Red thought. 'Maybe those where her parents.' He had to stop this before another innocent person would be killed so he jumped, grabbing his knife.

Steve was distracted, focusing on the blond girl he brought out his gun. Finger on the trigger. Ready to shoot.

Red stabbed him just in time with the loss of balance the bullet missed the girl by a mile and Steve was dead. The assassin got up took his knife, kept on his pocket. He turned to see the couple, clothes painted in their own blood, they were pale. He went over to check their pulse.

"Don't touch them." The voice belong to the blond girl who walked behind him. Tears falling from her amber eyes. She knelt down, not caring if the blood of her late parents would dye her clothes. She held their hands.

Red turned and walked a few meters away, giving her some space. His mission was done. He could have left and gone back to base, but his heart told him that he couldn't leave her alone. Especially since she had just witnessed two murders: her parents, and her parents' killer.

After a few minutes he turned to see the girl still over her parents' lifeless bodies, crying. He remembered Green saying something about Steve Harris being part of something big. He walked over to the rich man's dead body and began to search. He found sacks of coins (which Red took so that they could use it to buy food for themselves and the townspeople), bullets (he took some just incase), and papers (which had a list of names, Red took just in case). He was about to give up when he saw a note book hidden inside of the garments of his coat. He took out his knife to make it easier to break free the book from the cloth. Flipping through the pages there were notes written in messy handwriting, he could really read it, but he knew this is what Green had been talking about.

"Why?" He looked up to see the girl looking at him. Her face was red from all the tears she had shed for her deceased parents. "Why don't you just kill me too?"

"'Cause I've already got my target." Red answered pulling this hood down, to show that he meant know harm. He went next to her and squatted down. "My name's Red." He held out his hand. She looked at it skeptically, probably thinking that there were hidden weapons so he took off his glove and held out his hand again.

"Amarillio del Bosque Verde...or Yellow," she said taking his hand.

"I'm sorry,"

"What for?"

"If I had acted faster this-" Red said gesturing at the situation "Wouldn't have happened."

"It's alright, I'm just more worried about what's going to happen." Yellow said.

"... You can come with me." Red decided that if he couldn't leave Yellow here, he would have to take her with him. "I mean if you want to. It's just that I kinda feel responsible for this, and you know I...didn't want to leave you all alone, since you just witnessed this...terrible scene."

Red had expected Yellow to laugh at his face, and to tell him to get lost. However, she was just fidgeting with her hair. Looking nervous before replying:

"Where will you take me?"

"To my home," Red answered. "It's kinda on the outskirts of town...I live with five other people as well. They're like family."

"Who are you?"

"I just told you I'm Red." He answered confused.

"No, who are you?" Yellow asked again emphasizing the 'who' part of the question.

"...An assassin."

"Hohoho, Red we asked you to assassinate Steve. Not bring home a girlfriend." Blue teased as she saw Yellow, who looked a little confused since she had to be blindfolded for Red to bring her to his "home".

"Stop that...Pesky woman," Green said entering the room. He turned to see Red and Yellow. Particularly studying the blond girl, which made her nervous.

"Aww... C'mon Greenie," she teased. The jade eye male glared at her.

"Don't call me that,"

"Where's Gold, Silver, and Crys?" Red asked trying to change the subject.

"Hmm? Not here. Went to the harbour to get some...supplies." Blue answered crossing her arms. "So what's your name?" She asked Yellow.

"Amarillio del Bosque Verde, or Yellow," Yellow timidly answered.

"Such a nice name," the female assassin commented.

"T-thank you,"

"Red." Green said. The tone of his voice said that he demanded to know more.

"Steve killed her parents in front of her eyes. I can't just leave her. Who knows what will happen." Red said.

"Ah...you're her 'Knight in Shining Armour'," Blue teased.

"Umm... Forgive me for interrupting," Yellow said. "But who is this Steve?"

Red led Yellow to a table, where Blue had poured her a cup of water to drink. Green day down in front of the blond. "Steve Harris, is a man who is both rich and powerful. He is a man who has committed many crimes," he explained to Yellow. "His most common crime is the one that you unfortunately have witnessed. He comes to people who have to pay a quote: "overdue tax payment" in which he murders, civilians who can't pay up. Other crimes he committed? Kidnapping, torture, fraud, and-"

"Having a really bad fashion taste," Blue interrupted. Partly to raise up to mood. Mostly to annoy Green.

"As I was saying." He said brining the conversation back. "Steve Harris is a criminal. A rich criminal who has connections to the government. Hence why he was never guilty for any of his crimes. However, from what we have heard. He could be part of something big."

"Oh, speaking of which-" Red dropped all of the items he collected from Steve. "I got this from Steve today. After... Well." He looked at Yellow, met her eyes, then turned back to Green. "I think you would want to see this." He held up he notebook.

Green took it and stood up. "I'll be into room." He said before leaving.

"And I'm going to prepare tonight's dinner!" Blue exclaimed going to the kitchen. "You're rooming with me by the way~!" She said as she walked away.

Red and Yellow sat in silence. Red sipping some water off his cup.

"...so are you all assassins?" Yellow asked.

"Yeah... You can be one if you want."

"But I don't have the slightest idea on how to kill someone,"

"Then we'll teach you."

Tada~ rushed ending -_- I had to get this chapter up before exams so I had to rush it.

Please review and I hoped you enjoyed this!

PokeDigi