Chapter no.217 The Kingdom of Rota part 1

The Kingdom of Rota. A once peaceful kingdom of the Kanto Region, now the latest battlefield in the massive war engulfing the lands of Kanto, Johto, and Orre. The Orrenians were a warlike group from across the seas to the east, made up of various small tribes of warriors. When the orrenians learned of the Kanto and Johto regions across the seas, they began a brutal invasion, decimating most of Kanto in their push inland. By the time they made it beyond Mt. Moon, the Johteans had finally mobilised a defense, moving north from Mt. Silver to engage the invading armies. Unfortunately, this put the peaceful Kingdom of Rota directly in the middle of the two rival armies. While Rota was far from defenceless, the bulk of the orrenian's hoard and the Indigo League armies outnumbered the small standing army Rota could field, even with their legendary Aura Guardians.
'Must find Sir Aaron...' was the singular thought running the mind of one of those very same Aura Guardians as he ran through the foggy mountains near the Tree of Beginning, the massive rock formation that dominated Rota, desperately searching for the crystals that were indigenous to the area. He was much shorter than most people assumed of an Aura Guardian, barely four feet tall, covered in black and blue fur on his limbs with a cream-colored torso. Protruding from the back of his hands and his chest were silver spikes, and his head was decidedly jackal-like, with a pair of large ears, red eyes, and four small appendages hanging from the back of his head. His powerful legs carried him across the rough terrain as the sounds of impending battle echoed through the canyons and cliffs, occasionally leaping from rock to rock.
Turning back down the path he came from, he closed his eyes and began focusing, the appendages on his head beginning to rise slightly.
'Aura is with me,' he thought as his vision was replaced with a rather ghostly landscape, focusing his Aura to the west, moving through canyons and hills, eventually coming to overlook a massive valley filled with humans and Pokémon of every shape, from Charizard to Steelix, Aggron to Skarmory. The Johtean Army.
Grunting, he opened his eyes to scan his surroundings quickly before focusing to the east with his Aura. On the far side of the mountain marched Nidoking, Nidoqueen, Onix, Tyranitar, Blastoise, and countless other types of Pokémon, along with their human allies. Seeing that both armies were nearly within fighting distance, he growled slightly as he returned to his body.
Just as he was about to continue his journey, he heard something on the wing flying towards him. Glancing up to scan the foggy skies, he spotted the silhouette of a massive red and white Flying-Type Pokémon flew over his head, above the cliffs towards the Tree of Beginning. Before he could even think about what it meant, however, a large hound-like Pokémon bounded down the same cliff at him, causing him to back flip away. Pale horns on his head standing out from his black body and red armour.
'Houndoom. Wonderful...' he thought as he turned tail and continued climbing the rough territory, sensing as the Houndoom gave chase along with a second and third at his back. Climbing to the top of the small mesa, he finally spotted what he was searching for, a small collection of blue crystals protruding from the ground. Skidding to a stop in front of them, he knelt down and placed his paw on the surface of the crystal, causing it to begin lightly glowing blue.
"Hear me, Sir Aaron…"
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Meanwhile, back at Cameran Palace, the Capital of Rota, its beautiful leader, Queen Rin stared out into the foggy forests between the Palace and the Tree of Beginning from one of the balconies. Her otherwise noble features were marred with worry, nervousness of the impending conflict in Rota. Long golden hair fell to nearly her knees, and her light blue and white dress complimented it perfectly. To her right, standing half a head taller than her was one of her oldest companions, Sir Aaron Arlon, head of the Aura Guardians of Rota. Dressed in his typical garb, a simple pair of dark grey pants and shirt, his long blue vest, dark blue cloak and signature hat, he was a handsome figure, sporting his perpetually messy dark blue hair and sapphire eyes. To the outside world, the kingdom of Rota seemed defenceless with King Able leading the Rotan army to defend the city, Aaron was placed in charge of security for the palace.
Left with only a token force of guards and a few Aura Guardians, Aaron was just as worried as Rin was, staring out into the veil of fog and mist that held over the valley between Cameran Palace and the Tree of Beginning.
'Where is Lucario?' he thought to himself. He had sent his apprentice into the mountains to scout hours ago, and was growing more worried by the moment. 'I taught him everything I could, so why hasn't he sent a word yet?'
As if on cue, he heard a light tone behind him, causing him to turn. Spotting the light glow from the crystal formation on the balcony, he hurried over towards it, staff in hand, causing his Queen to turn and watch as he did so. Kneeling and placing his hand upon the formation, he was able to sense Lucario, roughly halfway up the mountain.
"Sir Aaron, please…" he heard in his mind.
"What's the matter, Lucario?" he asked aloud in a worried tone.
"The two armies are about to clash, master, and our Kingdom is caught between them! Once the fighting starts, we will all be destroyed!'
Hearing this caused Rin to turn back towards the mountain, a look of despair taking hold. "When the armies reach this palace, our Kingdom will fall…"
Hearing growls behind him, Lucario flipped away from the crystal to see the three Houndoom leap onto the mesa, glaring at him with their dark red eyes. Darting forward between them, Lucario managed to barely dodge a Flamethrower attack from one before charging back towards the edge he came up from, leaping off.
Dodging another Flamethrower as he landed, he tried to climb the opposite cliff wall, hoping to gain some ground. Unfortunately, one of the Houndoom saw this and attacked the cliff he was clinging to with an Iron Tail attack, blasting part of the cliff apart with explosive force. Dust and debris were hurled into his eyes as a result, causing him to flip away and attempt to clean his eyes, to no avail. Hearing another growl, he leaped up, barely missing another Flamethrower that tore through the space he just inhabited.
Landing on his feet uneasily, he utilized his Aura abilities and saw all three Houndoom in front of him, cornering him into the box canyon, each growling and preparing a Flamethrower. Time seemed to slow as his ingrained instincts and training kicked in, leaping high into the air as the attacks hit. As he fell, he prepared attacks of his own, a pair of blue Aura spheres, one in each hand. He landed between two of the Dark and Fire types, unleashing one into each of their heads, before raising his arms above his own head and forming a third sphere, firing it at the ground in front of the third one. As he sensed the final Houndoom fall, the appendages on the back of his head returned to their normal place of hanging.
"I will not flee the palace when the armies attack. My fate will be the same as the rest of my kingdom," she said simply, causing mild annoyance in her companion.
Aaron's mind raced, thinking of how he could convince Rin to leave. "But your highness, there will be no survivors…" Even as he said it, he hung his head, realizing it would be futile.
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Author Note : The Orres region is from the Pokémon game : XD gale of Darkness it is not an Oc region.
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𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁𝘀. 𝗔𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗻 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲'𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝘂𝘀𝗮𝘂𝗿, 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗱𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝘁. 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝘆 2０𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝘆, 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗣𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝗿. 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗻 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘆-𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻, 𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿. 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗼 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿, 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝘆𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝗖𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗖𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁-𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗘𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘆. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲-𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗲 𝗚𝗮𝘀: 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝘄𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘃𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗯𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗲.