Aura Of Two

By RandomRooster

Note: I do not own Pokemon, moves, landscapes, etc. Except my own characters and my own Pokemon moves. (I'm only doing that because everyone else is!)

This is a story that I have made in the Sinnoh region, but with my own twist to it.

Also, the first few chapters are lots of character building, I don't know why I write like that, it's just how I roll. So please, if you can endure, that would be wonderful of you.

Please Enjoy.

Update: I have changed some descriptions on Uatu and some major background information. I just felt like it needed attention. Plus, I used some of the tips of one of my reviewers. Thanks man.

Chapter: 1. Prologue

"Order!" Demanded the old but very wise Xatu, stretching out his graceful wings to show his rank as guild leader.

This Xatu was quite elderly and looked withered. His feathered wings, which were glazing white for most Xatu's, his had an outer colouring of discarded yellow. The children of the tribe renowned him the nickname 'Yellow Wings, Who Knows All Things'. The lime green of his body had lost its sense of vibrant outcry for attention, as it was a few tones darker than usual, and with his ribbon like crest at the back of his head usually red, for this mystical bird, they were a light grey. But his eyes were most affected by his age; dark bags and wrinkles were present just under his eyes, and a scar went down his right eye. As he always kept both his eyes closed, the other Pokemon always wondered why he kept them both closed, but none dared to ask. The only way they could imagine that the old bird avoided hitting walls or other pokemon was to psychically sense his surroundings. His given name was Uatu, the name represented as 'The Watcher'. Most Pokemon acquired their own names, like humans would. But only few had a meaning, a purpose behind the name. Most of these special names were only implied to important or well known Pokemon, but some of the less important named them with a meaning, based on their personality and power.

The cave fell silent, it was high above on Iron Island. It was a vast convenient cave. The dome like accommodation was made of rocks and iron ore, to give a slight brown and grey tint to it. There had been a cave in accident deep underneath the great hall many years ago by humans during a mining operation and was abandoned, many left their tools and equipment for the guild to comprehend but never use, as it was not their way of living. But the excess ore was starting to erode the rocks, due to open atmosphere of the cave opening, the iron ore seemed to start spreading all over, slowly taking possession of the cave. Uatu claims that 'It is to show that, straining resources and not giving back what you take from nature, extinction would be inevitable. It can be avoided, by taking care of what and how much we take.' It was a great way of showing it to young ones learning how to care for nature and how it pays back if you do.

This was a sacred grotto. Named 'The Chamber Of Esteban' after a Legendary being of great power, and to this day, no one knows what or who this Pokemon was, that organized the creation of all three of the guilds. Aside from the name. This cavern had the equivalent of a little over two hundred psychic pokemon, that included the likes of Kadabra's, Hypno's, Grumpig's and Slowbro's, all which brought their next of kin's, since it was a time of importance to be there. They come together in times of great peril, or celebration, in this case, the fate of all three guilds. Among the masses of pokemon, was a tall rock figure that was being used as a council stage, much like a seat for a judge in a courtroom.

Uatu came before the crowd on the council throne as it was called, spreading out his wings, the mighty Xatu bellowed,

"Bring forth our Ambassador, our Guardian Of The Order!" Afterwards, he withdrew his yellow stained feathered wings, bowing his head slightly.

"Bring forth Orian!" Shouted a Medicham royal guard mentally.

There was a scuffle of movement in the entrance of the cave. Until, out of the crowd came a dark blue wolf like creature with a gold/yellow like fur that consumed its torso with a single silver spike in the middle of its chest. It walked silently, but casually, on its back black coloured legs, which were the same colour as its paws with the added attachments of another two spikes on the back of its paws. But when looking at both his arms closer, you could see what looked like flame tattoo's, matching the colour of his paws, rising halfway up his arms, almost claiming them. When it stopped to face towards the council, it stood to attention, lifting its head upward to show its face, which was a shape of a dog but with dark stripes that covered over its deep unusual green eyes and down the middle of its head. Its ears were long and cupped, with the additions of two dreadlock like sacks on each of the sides but behind its head.

"I am here." Orian calmly said, its voice was as calm as the summer breeze. Also steady, taking all the time he needed. It was the nature that Lucario's seem to talk peacefully as much as possible, as a sign of politeness.

"You wish to ask the council a favor?" Uatu liked to get straight to the point.

"Yes Uatu, I have come to ask, have you had any success on the search?" He looked up pleadingly.

There was a sense of sadness in atmosphere.

"I'm afraid not, there have been some problems with the search. The other two guilds have gone in a state of uneven ground, they have broken the their Clan Peace Treaty, and are blaming each other for starting it. Including us."

"But we have done nothing to them!" A voice shouted from in the crowd.

The crowd moved aside to show a Grumpig, waving its hoof in anger.

"How can they possibly think we are to blame when we are the ones who created the dam treaty!"

There were sounds of democratic voices of the other psychics giving their opinions on the matter. The noise was erratic, it filled the arena with what sounded like a thousand voices when there was only the likes of a couple of hundred in the area, as telepathy seemed to echo as you hear it.

"SILENCE!" The Xatu yelled, stepping up to unfold his wings once again to give attention. Uatu had this amazing ability to quiet the area, he was of course, very pleased with this power, as it was a must have endowment to have been given if you were going to lead a guild such as this.

The room was once again, undisturbed with but the wind to replace the missing chaos of constant chatter.

"Thank you." He then returned to his post, closing his wings of down. Then, focusing back to Lucario and the matter at hand.

"Can't you send out a search party to look for them?" Orian's voice now persuasive but controlled.

"Not when the other tribes have left their grounds and are out to get each other, I'm afraid now is not a good time to send out a search party"

"But my wife and child are missing!" Orian exclaimed, Uatu could feel the anger starting to form in Orian.

"I feel a lot of sorrow for you, and I know it must be hard for you to wait, but we cannot risk sending out a team in case our neighboring tribes think we are trying to take over their grounds. It would make us look like we were looking for trouble, not a solution, when we are trying to find a peaceful result."

Orian was having none of it, he made his decision.

"Why can't you see that I need to find my wife and son?" Without thinking, he lashed out,

"Oh yeah, you can't can you!"

There was a sudden burst of gasping from the crowd; no one had ever insulted the guild leader. It was out of the question, you have to always respect the head of your guild. Accusations could get one in serious trouble. In the other guilds, it could lead you to an outcast, or even scaring a symbolic mark of disloyalty on the body of the occupant. Usually it's both.

Uatu was taken back by the comment, but stood his ground, not saying anything.

"Well, if you are not going to search for them, then I will!" With that, the blue wolf turned, and stormed out. Only to be stopped by two Medicham's with wooden spears, blocking his way by criss-crossing their weapons to each side.

"Let him pass" Ordered Uatu.

From the leaders request, they separated their spears and moved aside. With one last look, the Lucario left the cave. Leaving his home, second family, and favourite memories, behind.

One Natu came up to Uatu and asked.

"What are you going to with him?"

Looking down on the young bird he answered.

"Nothing."

Lifting his head to face the exit of where a troubled individual was being escorted out of the cave.

"I have a good feeling that he will be coming back."

The Natu looked puzzled.

"How do you know that?"

Uatu glanced back at the green bobbled bird.

"Just call it a hunch."

Thank you for reading this first chapter, it has been fun making it. You are welcome to review whatever your first impression was like on this chapter. (Or story if I've done more on it) I should hopefully have the next chapter uploaded soon as possible, I have the rough layout, and I just have to put it into words. The hardest part I think in writing!

I dedicate this story to Cheshire Kat24 for helping me start my own.

And Typheus, for giving me some great inspirational ideas for my plot, because he thought of some of it before me!

Thanks again.

RandomRooster.