Spirit of the Moonlight
Chapter two: Lost Souls!  Legend of Umbreon! 
(A/N If you thought the story would be a happy one, you thought wrong)

	“What the heck?” Luno wondered as he stepped out into the fall air.  

	He could have sworn there was a Pokemon nearby.  Luno muttered that there 
was someone watching him.  Ember glared at the bush.  There was someone 
following them.  Or something.

	“Ember, shoot a bit of fire into the bush!”

	Ember’s head rose and snapped forward.  He fired what looked like a small 
fire blast from his mouth.  The bush went up in flames and a man with charred 
black burns ran out shrieking.

	“OW!  AUGH!!  WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!” he screamed at Luno.

	“Why were you hiding? You could be a maniac.”

	“I was lookin’ for the Spirit of Moonlight!”

	“What?  Spirit?” 

	“Kids.  They should make it illegal for kids to have Pokemon.  Oy.  
Anyway, an Umbreon that could use the moon to grow powerful realized that humans 
hunted down and killed her family.  This Umbreon ran as fast as she could into 
the village and killed all the hunters.  A son of a hunter ran in and attacked 
the umbreon without weapons.  He weakened her so much that he caught the umbreon 
and tossed the Pokeball into oblivion.”

	“So the Umbreon soul haunts Kanto?”

	“Kanto?  No.  It haunts Johto, the very soil you are standing on.”

	Luno hurried away, Ember closely following.  They tried to escape Johto, 
buy it was no use.  Every step they took was on Johto.  The two could never 
outrun what was under them.  Luno just paused, and Ember halted too.  The boy 
lived his whole life in Johto and never saw the ghost of Umbreon.  Ember, 
however, was a baby and did not know the age difference between him and Luno.

	“Are you okay, boy?” Luno asked the puppy.
	“Yerp, bark!”

	“Oh, you’re scared.  I’m here Ember.  No ghost will hurt you.”

	They walked along, trying to act like the mysterious man was never in the 
bushes and scaring them.  The Growlithe was looking at the hill and barked with 
enthusiasm.  

	“What is it?  Oh!  A Sentret!”

	With a mischievous grin on his face, Ember dashed at the wild Pokemon.  
The Sentret leaped up and fell onto the Growlithe’s back.  It then struggled to 
stay on as Ember was shaking violently to get it off him.

	“Pretty sneaky.  I know!  Shoot fire on the ground and rush into it!”

	Ember blasted a small flame onto a bush and ran in.  He returned unharmed 
with Sentret weakened, laying on the ground.

	“This is it!” Luno cried.  “Pokeball, go!”

	This was his first time attempting to catch a Pokemon.  Everything moved 
slowly around Luno.  He saw leaves falling and every crimson flame engulfing the 
bush.  The red and white orb flung at Sentret and absorbed it in.  Luno did it.  
He caught a Pokemon.

	“Yip yip!” Ember exclaimed.

	Luno looked at the Pokedex he bought a day ago.  It told him he had caught 
a male Sentret that knew scratch and sand attack.  The Sentret was level four, 
which was two levels less than Ember.  

	The trainer grinned at the Pokeball and put it in his pocket.  His 
Growlithe jumped onto his arm, causing Luno to lean over.

	“You’re a bit too heavy to sit on my left arm,” Luno joked.

	Ember licked his face and tapped the Pokeball with his nose.  Luno grinned 
and recalled Ember into the ball.  He tossed the ball up in the air and caught 
it.  Was Ember dizzy in there?  Who knows.

	As Luno approached the city of Ecruteak, he knew that there was someone 
who could help.  The Ecruteak Gym leader was Morty, the most well- known ghost 
expert in Johto.  

	“Morty,” a secretary called on a cell phone.  “We have a young boy here to 
see you.”

	Morty turned his head from the battle.  “Can it wait?  I’m battling a kid 
here.”

	“It’s important.”

	“Oy.  He can come in, but he needs to wait until after the battle is 
done.”

	Luno was eager to meet a gym leader, so he rushed onto the black carpet.  
Suddenly, he was back where he was before.  He forgot the secret of this gym.  
The path was in front of the trainer’s eyes.  

	Carefully, Luno crept in front of a trainer that worked at the gym.

	“KWYEE!!” she screamed.

	“Blah!  I don’t wish to battle, I need to see Morty.”

	“You are trainer,” the old woman stated, pointing to Luno’s Pokeballs.  
“So we must fight!”

	“God this is gonna be long.  Sentret, go!”

	Sentret was face to face with a floating Gastly.  Sentret lunged at the 
ghost but fazed straight through it.  Of course, Gastly is a ghost.  I better 
recall him, Luno thought.

	Before Luno could reach for a Pokeball, Gastly had licked Sentret with a 
long, slimly tongue.  The trainer realized that there was no way to win.  
Sentret was level four and the Gastly was clearly in the twenties.

	“Child, you will pay for trying to sneak past me!  Gastly, send that 
Sentret to it’s doom!”

	Gastly rammed into Sentret, causing him to fall onto a negative space.  
But Pokemon were affected differently by the shadows.  They are sucked in.

	“SENTRET!!” Luno shouted, reaching his hand down to grab him.  It was no 
use.  Sentret was gone.  “WHY?  WHY YOU MONSTER?!”

	Tears fell into the abyss that consumed Sentret.  Luno had to face the 
harsh reality.  Sentret was dead.  His Pokemon that brought so much happiness to 
catch was gone.

	“MONSTER!!”

	Luno rushed at the trainer he despised.  He pushed her over into the 
negative space.  It wasn’t what he wanted.  The murderer merely fell on her head 
and passed out.  She wasn’t killed, which was what she deserved.  

	Luno didn’t bother to see Morty.  He just left.  In the hills, he let 
Ember out of his Pokeball.  The trainer told his Growlithe what happened.  Luno 
hugged his loving Pokemon, Ember, and they walked into the darkness.

	About a month later, Luno, his parents, and Ember, stood in the Pokemon 
Tower in Lavender Town.  They left a stone, engraved with the words: Dedicated 
to a Sentret.  I wish we spent more than two days as friends.	

	As his family left, Luno stood near the grave and muttered, “I’ll never 
train Pokemon again.  It’s not just a game.”

	(A/N Pretty sad, huh?  Don’t worry, it’s not the end of the fic)