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The Starlight Academy: Ain't Backing Down

Prologue: For Now

Dear Alice and Lucianna

I have read your applications and I am proud to say that you will be attending the Starlight Academy. There you will learn new skills meet new people and have fun! Your dorm is Aurora, so when you get to the school, please go to the check-in desk for your keys. Each of you will get your own room. And you will choose electives on the second week of school.

I will be looking forward to seeing you!

Sarah Dems Johnsen

The living room was filled with squeals and jumping by Lucianna and Alice Olson. Ever since they had heard about it from their aunt, the two girls' dream was to attend The Starlight Academy, and the dream had just come true. "We're gonna be a Starlight, we're gonna be a Starlight!" They were cheering when suddenly Deanna Olson walked into the room.

"I can see you made it," she said as the girls were still squealing with excitement. The girls turned and went to hug their mother and continued squealing, when Lucianna, or Leafia as she was always called ever since a certain contest, stopped jumping and pushed her brown curls aside.

Her pale green eyes shimmered and she realized that she knew absolutely NO ONE at the Starlight Academy, and she was seriously shy. On the other hand, her adopted little sister Ally was very brave. Ally kept cheering and jumping before she noticed that Leafia was just standing there looking down as if she was suddenly interested in the carpet, which she wasn't, of course. They had gotten the green rug placed down months ago.

"What's wrong Leafia?" Ally asked with a concerned tone. "You should be excited!" Leafia fell down on the emerald couch, fingering her brown curls as they bounced, while her straight blond head sparkled from the sunlight. Leafia looked up at her mother, her eyes sparkling with tears.

"Mama... I-I-I don't think I can do this," Leafia admitted, terrified.

Ally realized her sister's pain, and dropped down beside her, her dark red hair flying over her shoulders. When she sat down, the straight strands fell to her chest, and she looked up with her golden eyes at her sister.

"Leafia, no worries. I'll be there with you through thick and thin." Leafia smiled and went to hug her little sister. "But, if there's a cute boy I can't promise you anything." The two sisters giggled and ran upstairs.

At the same time, in a large mansion at Snowpoint City, Sinnoh on a cheerfully bright and sunny day...

Fifteen-year-old Glacicira Abigail Moon's silky black hair shined from the sunlight in her room window. She straightened her back as she zipped up her suitcase, which was a beautiful blue colour, and sighed, plopping herself down onto her queen-sized bed.

"Finally!" she exclaimed as she picked up a small green pillow on her bed. She tickled it, and the 'pillow' burst into a fit of giggles and unrolled itself, revealing her Shaymin. "Calla! Where did Lily go? And what about Frost and Eifie?" Standing up suddenly, she walked to a large orange-red object in the right corner of the room and bent down, clutching Calla to her chest as she patted the furry object.

"Inu, have you seen Lily, Frost, and Eifie?" The Arcanine shook his head. "What about you guys?" Soliel and Surge imitated Inu, and the Arcanine, Milotic, and Luxray fell asleep again. Suddenly, Glacia felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to face her Plusle, who had jumped up onto her left shoulder when she wasn't looking. "There you are Lily! Now, Eifie and Frost."

Realization struck her as she turned her head to the giant table in the left corner of her room, opposite her bed, with stuffed animals scattered on it, in front of it, and under it. After searching for a moment, she found her Espeon, Eifie, curled up under a Leafeon plushie, and Frost beside her, lying on top of a Umbreon and underneath a giant Wailmer PokePlush. She giggled quietly and gently prodded her Pokemon awake.

Standing up, she looked around her room, her ice blue eyes taking in every detail. It would be a while before she came home again. It was her third year at The Starlight Academy, and she loved the place so much, and not because she was the most popular girl there.

"Lizzie! Come in here!" Glacia called suddenly, turning to the doorway. A thirteen year-old girl soon stepped in, her black hair similar to Glacia's, but when it hit the light streaming in from the window, it shone a navy blue.

"Yes?" Lizzie asked curiously. Lizabeth Marina Moon was Glacia's younger sister, and second eldest in the family. She was always brave, but she had her days when she couldn't be so confident like her sister.

"You done packing?" the older girl asked, sitting down on her bed. Eifie jumped up onto her lap beside Calla, while Frost seemed contented curling up at her feet. Lizzie let out a sigh.

"Yes.. But.. Glacie? I kinda need some advice..." Lizabeth admitted. Glacia looked surprised, but patted the spot beside her to show her sister that she could sit down. Lizzie bit on her lower lip, trying to find the courage to tell her sister and idol what was wrong. She seemed interested in her brown sandals as she spoke. "Well... It's my first year at TSA, and I want to become popular like you... and.. well-"

Glacia understood what was wrong. Lizabeth was worried about her reputation at the school. Glacia stopped her sister short in mid-sentence.

"Look, Liz, don't worry about your rep. It hardly means anything. Plus, if you hang with moi, you'll become the second most popular girl in school." Glacia flashed a grin full of pearly white teeth at her sister, and soon Lizabeth smiled, feeling a little better.

She hugged her elder sister, and Glacia returned it.

"Okay then, so we've got three days till school starts." Glacia looked at her sister with a smile. "And that means..."

Lizabeth grinned and joined her sister. "SHOPPING!" They laughed in unison.

"Lolz!" Glacia said beaming as the two sisters got up. They walked downstairs to tell their dad that they were done packing, since their mom was rarely home. Stopping at the bottom of the stairwell, Glacia decided to call her cousin, December Moon, who lived on the other side of the city. The brunette dialed December's phone number and put the phone on speaker, when out of nowhere, Jaycee Carlos Moon ran down stairs holding a Pikachu above his head. He was Glacia and Lizabeth's eight year-old annoying little brother.

"ZING!" he screamed as he buzzed like a bee down the hall and around the house, short black hair falling over his eyes a bit. Tiny Rosalind Mikyla Moon, who was called Rose, tripped over a Teddiursa doll as she ran to the living room following her brother. She was four years old, and her black hair was curled, with blue and white bangs.

"Rosie! Jayce! Shut up already, please! Rose, I put Jack and Opal on earlier. Go to your room. Jaycee, consider it an early birthday present. You can have that box of cookies on the counter." Glacia was really patient with her siblings. She had to be, living with them for thirteen years.

The zinging stopped as their siblings scrambled to their assigned designations. Lizabeth and Glacia exchanged hidden smiles and took the phone upstairs to Glacia's room. There was a click, and someone picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" a female's voice echoed over the phone.

"Hey December!" Lizabeth and Glacia grinned at the sound of their cousin.

"Oh, hey you two!" December replied.

"We're done packing so we decided to call you," Glacia explained.

"Oh, well sorry you guys! But I'm meeting July in a few minutes, so I G. to G! T.T.Y.L!" She yelled, and there was a clicking noise, signifying that she had hung up.

Glacia and Lizabeth giggled. Julian "July" Sienna and December had a HUGE crush on each other, and it even annoyed some people that they wouldn't share their feelings. Lizabeth sighed, then yawned.

"Glacie, I'm gonna take a nap," Lizabeth muttered, rubbing her eyes wearily. Glacia nodded and grabbed her messenger bag as Lizabeth headed up stairs. Glacia sat down on the rug, releasing a sigh she had kept hidden, while taking out a PokeBall and staring at it. She was ready for battle, and whatever came across her she would be able to fight it.

Little did she know that things would change.

Meanwhile, in Hearthome City...

"FOR ARCEUS' SAKE, I AM NOT JIG JIGGLYPUFF!" A boy with straight dark hair cringed as a bunch of girls flung themselves on him and his two brothers. They had decided to take a walk around their hometown when they were mobbed by a bunch of fangirls just a block away from their house.

The boy's name was Shane, and his brothers were Nate and Jason Blacke.

Needless to say, they were basically clone copies of the famous Jigglypuff Brothers, although they lived with their single mother and their unknown father was somewhere out in Hoenn doing who knows what. (But the boys suspected that after he left their mother, he had run off with some rich blond and was now a multimillionaire chilling in a mansion somewhere in the middle of a deserted island living the dream with a bunch of maids and butlers waiting on him and doing everything he didn't want to do, while also forgetting about his previous family in the process.)

Shane was sixteen, a year older than his friend Glacia. He's in the Aurora dorms, and was the "bad boy" of the group. He was the middle child. Despite his natural-looking-straightish-windswept hair, it was actually naturally curly and he woke up very early every morning just to straighten it. He was more of a singer, and wore contacts.

Nate was thirteen. He landed a spot in the Firefly dorms, and was the sensitive, mature, song-writing youngest brother. His curly brown hair was in a mess this day, and he was about to start his first year at TSA. He always wondered why his brothers couldn't act as mature as he usually was, and was known to be a bit of a matchmaker with Jason, attempting to get Shane to "knock it off and stop pretending that he doesn't like like Glacicira Moon."

Last, but not least, Jason. At eighteen years of age, oldest, and about to graduate this school year, everyone thought that Jason would be the most mature of the brothers. Well, those people were wrong. Jason was the most immature eighteen-year-old people knew, was obsessed with birds slash birdhouses, and was also very paranoid about the dark.

Nuff said.

Jason ran ahead of his brothers, screaming quite dramatically as he jumped over a man in a purple suit's Pachirisu, who afterward got squashed by the other two following their elder.

And they turned the corner, only to run into a very angry green-haired-pigtailed girl. Amina Knowles.

"What are you doing?" she asked sharply, blue eyes narrowed. Nate looked guilty. Ami was one of their friends, and seemed to be everything in one- the flirt, the tomboy, the nerd (slash intellectual bad-ass), the goth, the princess, the popstar, the cowgirl... Ami was usually very nice, but sometimes... "Answer me!"

"Running away from that," Shane said bluntly, jabbing a finger in the direction of the fangirls who had gotten themselves tangled in a mass on top of the man with a Pachirisu. "Goodbye." And he ran off, just as the fangirls got themselves untangled and lunged at the remains of the Blacke boys.

"Sorry, Ams!" Nate and Jason promptly started running for their lives.

Ami sighed, shaking her head as she walked away to Amity Square, hoping that she could get some peace and quiet before school started.

Nobody saw the man in a completely black outfit sitting on a bench just by the spot where Amina had appeared, watching them. As he lowered the newspaper he was pretending to read, his amber eyes narrowed, and a cellphone was lifted up to his ear.

"Target number 56 has been spotted. Prepare for Operation Take-Down."

Well, I hate to admit it, but the last part was absolutely pathetic. Under normal circumstances, I would've done WAY better than this, but Leafie was rushing me to freaking update this thing. Maybe when she comes back from camping she can help me re-rewrite this thing...