Well a good day to all who decided to take a peak, or even read it. Ok now the upcoming prologue is merely a redo of the original, like the new one might have some plot changes (never thought it would be difficult to redo it, but got an idea lol).

I ain’t sure how many chapters the fic will extend to, all I know is that this is the first part, which I do know when I’ll cut this off and onto the second part of the story.

Rating PG-15 for some language spread out, and gore later on.

Now as said the prologue is a REDO  This means that the other chapters are not going to be all that great till I redo them as well XD. Oh and if you see the word light highlighted I did not mean to do that, not kidding for some reason that word keeps getting highlighted and I have no HTML codes doing it 0.o

Comments and reviews are much appreciated.







“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light, I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” ~Sarah Williams

PROLOGUE

Fate

The decipher of life

Guiding us down the path of good and evil

But can our path be changed or has fate taken our will?

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It was a quite night for Kanto, in October. The forest pine trees ruffled in a gentle wind breezing across the forest bringing a comforting feeling to the pokemon sleeping. No sound, only the small crackling of a twig or of the random calls of pokemon over the rugged landscape. The night sky lit up in stars without a cloud to deny their thriving spread over the region.  Crackling of twigs and small voices filled a area of the forest and was on the approach deeper into the forest. The source of this movement was of men quietly, and as quick as the their stealth like movement could be. Twenty were accounted for, 19 in a platted armor all over the body, the plates were a dark grey covering most of the body, and where it was exposed a black underwear gave complete coverage of the body. Their helmets completely concealed their faces in a black concealing face plate of glass over the front of it leaving the rest angling to the front glass plate of the helmet. The 20th man wore no armor what so ever instead a black sports jacket with a turtle neck sweater and black pants blending into the pitch black forest. His face resembled of a man in his 30rtys, his hair jet black and parted to the right side. While the men in armor carried weapons ranging from light machine guns to shotguns he carried a katana sword strapped in a case of his waist. There were no insignias giving away what army, or what private forces they were of accept for the barret the man in the suit wore, had a insignia mark of a S with the number 102nd under it.

“Mission this late who is the target anyway?” One of the soliders complained looking over to his watch reading 11:23 PM.

“It’s not a assassination plus this is your first one newby, all we have seen so far is just simulations, and colonel what is the mission anyway again? ”  Another solider reminded only with the knowledge of no actual targets.

All twenty paused in their quite approach through the trees as if all had forgotten the objective. Their faceless helmets turned right to the one wearing the barret showing no sign of emotion only checking their weapons.

“It’s a capture mission don’t expect to be killing, or injuring anything, but if you see police, or military take them down if you like. This is done like the simulation, guerilla like tactics in and out as quick as possible to the extraction we don’t need witnesses.” The colonel spoke confidently trying to raise moral since of this being the first real deal of tactics.

“Kadja who, or what is needed to be captured?” Another solider asked muffled over his helmet.

The colonel stood their puzzled and in disbelief from that question, but soon spoke, “Two target both pokemon, they should be with someone by the name of Keith Tyran; some religious cult he’s apart of I’ve heard.”  

“Oh great pokemon....... does this really require a platoon of soliders!?” Another solider expressed his displeasure of being out here in the cold winds of the sea not to far out.

“My officer didn’t say a thing to me, and you know what else he said do not underestimate what a fool 20 against 1 sounds like quite the threat to us my comrades!” Another solider spoke out putting away his shotgun and taking out a pistol for less weight on his arms. Though this one was not part of the same group he had his orders to follow a different group on this mission.

“Remember solider don’t underestimate your opponent, despair and over confidence are the weakness of your enemies.” The colonel Kadja reminded the overconfident solider.

As with that the conversation came to a end and the mission resumed into a 3 mile walk through the forest till their interception of the target would be met.

“Newby can I speak with you.”

The solider that begun the conversation fall back to his officers position behind the platoon without any hesitation trying to show complete loyalty in order to get the respect he wanted from his fellow men. The two know walked side by side, Kadja looking directly in the helmet of the scared stiff solider of his superior.

“Take off the helmet.” Kadja ordered, watching his step in the pitch black forest.

He followed the order willing and placed his hands on the sides of his helmet, and a instant jerk the helmet now revealed his face, a face reassembling of a boy no more than 18 of a innocent worried look. His eyes green, and his hair dark brown falling over his ears.

“So tell me why did you join?” Kadja asked looking into the scared eyes of the solider.

He paused looking away from the officer, but soon came to his senses, “I’m of Orre, and you know of all the poverty we have,  you see my mother she...... became sick... I need the money for her!, I can’t find work anywhere in Orre it’s like there ain’t a single job left ” Tears developed in his eyes even almost dropping his gun to the forest floor.

“I see...... listen this ain’t the line of work you want especially so young. if your mother understood what you were doing to try to help her she would be..... disappointed in you wouldn’t she.”

“If you think this than what are your reasons for joining?”

“I don’t know I just feel as if the world is weak and I want to fight for a better world, just please this is about you not me ” Kadja turned away seeing his other men staring at his conversation in, but was very obscured of what the emotions of his men were, being their first real mission, some excited, scared, or serious about it.

The newby soon returned to the main group all separated by at least a meter in order to cover a fair amount of ground. Unlike home back on where it was mostly desert here it was all forest, and the utter thought of something jumping out from the trees made his heart pound in a intense rate as he became very alert to his surroundings of a of a Hoothoot glaring with it’s glowing blood red eyes at the men proceeding more into the area.

Proceeding advance was going as plan no detection no encounters on any bases accept for pokemon glaring at everyone of them.

Their undetected processing had now encountered a problem the forestry came to a end as a stretching road slick black road cut between the trees, but on the road was two navy blue uniformed police parked on the side of the road. Their car flashing red and blue, but not giving enough light to expose the dark armor men within the trees, both doors were opened giving some radio sound inside, while the two cops just leaned against the veichle having a smoke.

Time was of the essence for the soliders and it seemed the only option was to eliminate the highway patrol men. None of these men ever had killed or gun down anyone for that matter, only simulations gave anything close to it.

One of the soliders brought up his light machine gun putting the closest cop between his cross-hair, but was stopped by his colonel by hand signals in order of complete silence. Kadja began whispering quietly to his men gave his option on elimination. “We fight with honor men. For example you wouldn’t kill a samurai in his sleep, you would wake him up let him prepare then fight.” He grabbed one of his soliders pistols and picked himself out of the forest floor making his way to the patrol men. His solider watched keeping their weapons away from aim at the patrol as their colonel’s footsteps cracked the fallen branches.

The patrol men quickly responded to the noise thinking it was a pokemon, but as the figure came into human shape through the trees they were also able to make out the weapon he was carrying. Panic broke between the two even dropping the cigarettes on the highway, and one of them drawing his weapon in immediate response. “FREEZE!!” One the patrol men shrilled out drawing his revolver as the colonel aimed right at him in the head.

The patrol opened fire two shots on the colonel, both missing and in retaliation Kadja fired one round off penetrating right through the cops forehead and out the other spattering blood across the side widow of the patrol car; his body fell to the ground near the rear tire.

The other cop shocked beyond belief, and was beyond of his control on the situation that he didn’t even pull out his weapon as he looked into the corpse of his dead partner. Kadja was unwilling to finish off this one just yet.

“No don’t do it please don’t what do you want from me!?!” The cop begged in horror, even Kadja began to reject his orders, but it would not be him to finish it. Out of the darkness of the forest came the loud bang of another gun going off; bullets collided without miss into the patrol men’s chest cavity giving a instant kill.

“We must proceed time is of the essence.” A solider approached from behind the solemn colonel; the tip of his MP5 smoked a little giving the insurance he was the one to take the final shots, and by tone in his voice he treated being merciless as if he had preformed it before.

The colonel looked into the body of the fallen patrol men, though his simulations were quite realistic when the real thing comes it’s rather difficult to take in, but such emotions had to be denied in order to fight, and the mission he was assigned was on priority one.

All twenty proceeded over the highway and into the other side of the forest leaving the dead cops where they are. The lights of the car flashed still and the radio still on. Kadja followed simply knowing that his orders were orders, but the only thing he cared about was the fact he didn’t murder the other one, but soon these thoughts drifted and the patrol veichle was left untouched.

Somewhere on the other side of the forest man no more than 30 was about to embark upon inheriting was he so longed for, but was unaware of the forces the slowly approached silently.