When Ishi and his mother approached the Ninja Academy, they were joined by a growing throng of students and their parents. The pathway leading to the academy was alive with the buzz of excited chatter and the bustling of young ninjas-to-be, each carrying their hopes and dreams. They each had a newborn pokemon with them as well, Ishi saw a few of his classmates holding a Binacle, there were also a few Azurill and Poliwags. Then some of the rarer pokemon were seen towards the front of the crowd, with what looked like a Purrloin, there was even a Dedenne sitting atop one of their heads. 'Come to me, my lovely free Exp!' he thought as he appraised all the new Pokemon he hadn't seen in the village yet.

The array of students and pokemon was diverse, reflecting the rich tapestry of the village’s population. There were students of varying ages, from kids the same age as himself to a year or two older. These were the students that were continuing their training to become Chunin. They stood out considering they were unlike normal youths, these were a select few who had already spent several years honing their skills. The younger students, like Ishi, wore expressions of wide-eyed wonder and anticipation, their new forehead protectors gleaming in the morning light. Many of them clutched their Pokémon partners close, seeking to comfort one another through their nerves.

Parents, some with proud smiles and others with tearful eyes, bid their children farewell, offering last-minute words of encouragement and advice. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of excitement, nervousness, and the promise of new beginnings.

Among the crowd, there were students with different appearances and attire, each reflecting their personal styles and family traditions. Some wore traditional ninja garb, while others had more modern interpretations of the uniform. A variety of hair colours, styles, and accessories added to the vibrant mosaic of the student body. ‘Didn’t realise this place was so large, then again this academy teaches kids from all over Kalos not just from the village,’ when he’d learnt that there were multiple different outposts and villages located outside of the Central village it had taken him by surprise as there was no mention of this in the anime. But after thinking about it for a while it had made a lot of sense, the village couldn't function with complete autonomy from the league, there must have been some agreement and mutual non interference. He thought it sorta similar to the Draconid tribe in Hoenn, where they knew about each other but neither really interacted with the other.

As Ishi and Shion walked further into the academy grounds, they couldn’t help but notice one particular group of students that stood out. These students had permanent sneers etched onto their faces and carried themselves with an air of superiority. They walked in tight formation, their noses slightly upturned, and an almost tangible aura of arrogance surrounded them. Their clothing was pristine, without a single wrinkle or speck of dirt, and their movements were precise and calculated.

Ishi sighed in exasperation, recognizing the type instantly. “Great, looks like we’ve got some kids who think they’re already elite ninjas,” he muttered under his breath. ‘Oh ho, I’m so wiping those sneers off your faces.’ though when he looked closer a few of them had a Pawniard for a partner, along with a few Poochyena and machops. ‘Hmm they definitely all have a certain level of backing as well it seems, though I’ll have to thank you for the free Exp you just gave me.’ That thought brought a smile to his face as he appraised a Poochyena and one of the Machops.

Shion glanced at the group and then back at her son, a knowing smile on her face. “Every academy has its share of those who think they’re better than everyone else,” she said. “But remember, true strength and skill aren’t about acting superior. It’s about what you learn and how you grow.”

Ishi nodded, feeling a bit more reassured. He made a mental note to stay clear of the arrogant group and focus on his own training and growth. ‘But if they come looking for a fight.. Hehehehe.’ Just imagining it brought a rather large chunk of joy into his heart.

They continued walking, and Ishi continued to observe the interactions around him. There were groups of friends laughing and joking, easing each other’s nerves. Some students were already practising basic techniques, eager to impress from the very start. Pokémon of various species flitted about, some perched on their partners' shoulders, while others ran around playfully.

He spotted a few familiar faces from his previous classes, waving and exchanging greetings. There were also an abundance of new faces, likely the elders' grandkids he had heard about, who had been privately tutored until now. He wondered what they would be like and hoped they wouldn’t be as stuck up as the group they had just seen.

Ishi glanced at Percy, who was still perched on his shoulder. The little Froakie’s eyes were wide with wonder, mirroring Ishi’s own feelings. They shared a look of awe and anticipation, knowing that this was the start of something incredible.

After leaving his mother, as he had found his friends Ivy and Senpei and she needed to move to where the rest of the senseis were. All three of them with their pokemon moved forward, ready to embrace the new adventures and challenges that awaited them at the Ninja Academy.

***

A few weeks before Ishi, and his new partner Percy, were observing his new school ground and classmates, somewhere unbeknownst to even the Chief of the Village, a pair of scheming pieces of trash were discussing their recent and potential future moves.

Deep within a secluded mountain range in the Kalos region, hidden from prying eyes, lay a cavernous lair. The entrance was concealed by dense foliage and jagged rocks, making it nearly impossible to find without prior knowledge. Inside, the cave was dimly lit by flickering torches, casting eerie shadows on the rough stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and a palpable tension.

In the heart of this cavern, a large, ancient wooden table stood, covered in maps, scrolls, and strategic documents. At the head of the table sat Kagetomo, the mastermind behind the growing misuse of power, and Heidayu, his trusted right-hand man. Kagetomo, a tall and imposing figure with piercing eyes and an aura of dark authority, wore a mask resembling a Haxorus, while Heidayu, lean and sharp-witted, donned a mask in the likeness of a Lairon.

Alongside them were a few of the higher-ups in Kagetomo’s burgeoning Ninja Corps, each wearing masks representing fierce and intimidating Pokémon. A burly ninja with a scar running down his face wore a mask resembling a Larvitar, another senior ninja with keen eyes and a calm demeanour had a mask resembling a Weavile, and a third, a hulking figure, had a mask resembling a Gyarados. Their faces, though hidden, were etched with seriousness as they engaged in a tense discussion.

Kagetomo leaned over the table, his gaze intense. "Our recent recruitment efforts have been progressing, but we need more ninjas who are not only skilled but also loyal to my cause," he said, his voice low and commanding.

Heidayu nodded in agreement. "Indeed, Kagetomo. We've managed to sway one of the elders of the council to our side. This is a significant step forward. With their support, we gain both influence and access to crucial information within the village."

The ninja with the Larvitar mask spoke up, his voice gruff. "We've identified several promising candidates for recruitment. However, their loyalty must be tested. We can't afford any weak links in our chain."

Kagetomo's expression darkened as he scanned the maps before him. "True. We must be vigilant. Any sign of disloyalty must be dealt with swiftly and decisively. Our path to power will only be hindered by those who lack the necessary resolve."

The ninja with the Weavile mask added, "Our current focus should be on securing the trust and loyalty of these new recruits. If we can instil in them the importance of your mission, they will be less likely to betray us. The rest…" A sinister glint appeared in his eye as he trailed off not needing to finish the sentence.

Heidayu leaned closer to the table, pointing to a section of the map. "We should also consider increasing our influence within the village. If we can position ourselves as protectors and leaders, more will flock to our cause."

Kagetomo nodded, his eyes gleaming with ambition. "Agreed. Our goal of world domination requires more than just numbers. We need ninjas who are powerful and completely loyal. Only then can we ensure that no one will stand in our way."

The ninja with the Gyarados mask spoke, his voice deep and resonant. "We should also ensure that our current recruits are adequately trained and motivated. Their loyalty will be strengthened if they see progress and potential for power. I believe a carrot now may make them fear the potential of a stick later down the road."

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of their plans hanging heavily in the air. The flickering torchlight cast their faces in sharp relief, highlighting the determination and resolve in their eyes.

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Breaking the silence, Heidayu said, "We must also keep a close watch on the village's activities. Any significant movements or changes could impact our plans."

Kagetomo's gaze shifted to the entrance of the cavern, his mind already plotting their next moves. "Continue to monitor our recruits and ensure that our informants remain undetected. The time will come when we make our move, and when it does, we will be ready."

The higher-ups nodded in agreement, their expressions resolute. The tension in the room eased slightly, but the underlying determination remained. They knew the path ahead would be fraught with challenges, but their ambition and cunning would guide them.

Heidayu stepped forward again, addressing the group. "Our network of informants is our greatest asset. We have eyes and ears in key positions throughout the village. This will be crucial as we move forward."

Kagetomo looked at each of his subordinates, his voice taking on a menacing edge. "I will say it again just to be absolutely clear, any sign of betrayal or hesitation from our recruits must be dealt with swiftly. We cannot afford to show weakness."

The ninja with the Larvitar mask nodded. "Understood, Kagetomo. We will ensure that our ranks remain loyal and strong."

As the meeting drew to a close, Kagetomo and Heidayu shared a silent understanding. Their plans were in motion, and the village, along with the world beyond, had no idea of the storm that was brewing in the depths of the Kalos region. The shadows of the cavern seemed to deepen as their resolve solidified, the flickering torchlight casting an ominous glow on their masks.

***

A few days later back in the nondescript cave, the discussion continued, shifting focus to the recent coming-of-age ceremony that had taken place in the village. The atmosphere was thick with intrigue as Kagetomo and Heidayu reviewed a list of promising members from the ceremony.

Heidayu unfolded a scroll and laid it on the table. "These are the names of the students who received promising partners during the ceremony. We need to identify those who could either pose a future problem or become powerful allies."

Kagetomo's eyes scanned the list, his expression thoughtful. "Ishi Sukauto," he read aloud. "This boy has shown remarkable potential. He is the boy who supplied the Chief with the information that allowed his father to evolve his Bisharp." ‘That should have been my power, with my Weavile and that Kingambit by my side along with the rest of my team I could take over the village right now!’ Controlled anger brewed in the pit of his stomach when he thought about it.

Heidayu nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Indeed. Ishi's abilities are promising, but his loyalty remains uncertain. We have a spy in his class who will report on his every move."

The ninja with the Larvitar mask grunted. "Ishi's connection to the chief and his father could pose a significant threat if he sides against us. We need to keep him under close watch."

Kagetomo's gaze moved down the list. "Ivy Shinobu and Senpei Takahiro. Both of them have shown considerable promise as well. Ivy's has acquired a Snivy egg and Senpei has obtained a Froakie egg. Both are likely to become formidable partners."

The ninja with the Weavile mask leaned forward. "Do we consider them threats or potential allies?"

Kagetomo pondered for a moment. "For now, they are neutral. Their actions will determine their alignment. We must be prepared to either sway them to our side or eliminate them if they become obstacles."

Heidayu continued, "Our spy will also provide us with insights into their training and interactions. Any sign of dissent or exceptional talent must be reported immediately."

Kagetomo's expression darkened as he considered the implications. "We must ensure that our plans are not derailed by the emergence of any prodigies or heroes. Our path to domination must remain clear and unobstructed."

The tension in the room grew as they discussed the potential threats and allies among the new generation of ninjas. Each name on the list represented a variable in their carefully laid plans, a potential spark that could ignite resistance or bolster their ranks.

The ninja with the Gyarados mask spoke again, his voice deep and steady. "The bonds they form now will influence their future loyalties. We must ensure that we are positioned to take advantage of any weaknesses or divisions."

Heidayu nodded, his sharp eyes scanning the list. "Our network of spies will be crucial in this. We need to know their every move, their every strength and weakness."

Kagetomo's resolve hardened. "We must remain vigilant. The coming-of-age ceremony has introduced new elements into our equation. We will manipulate these elements to our advantage and eliminate any that threaten our goals."

Heidayu and the other higher-ups nodded in agreement, their expressions resolute. The shadows of the cavern seemed to deepen as their plans took shape, the flickering torchlight casting an ominous glow on their masks.

The coming-of-age ceremony had marked the beginning of a new chapter in their schemes. With spies in place and recruits under watch, Kagetomo and his followers prepared to tighten their grip on the village, their ambitions reaching ever closer to fruition.

***

A few days later on the eve of the academy’s entrance ceremony, their conversation in the dimly lit cavern shifted to the network of spies Kagetomo had carefully planted across the village. The atmosphere grew even more tense as the scope of their infiltration was laid bare.

"We have successfully embedded spies in key positions throughout the village," Heidayu reported, his voice steady and confident. "One of the council members is now firmly on our side, providing us with critical information and influence over decisions."

Kagetomo nodded, pleased with the progress. "And the younger generation of Jonin? How are they adapting to the cause?"

Heidayu's expression turned serious. "A few of the more power-driven Jonin have shown their loyalty. They are eager for power and recognition and see our cause as their path to achieving it. However, we must keep a close watch on them. Their ambition could become a double-edged sword."

The keen-eyed woman, masked as Weavile, spoke up. "We have also secured the loyalty of several Chunin across various squads. Their positions allow them to gather valuable intelligence and subtly influence their peers."

Kagetomo's gaze darkened. "And what of the newly admitted students at the academy? How secure is our influence there?"

Heidayu's lips curled into a slight smile. "Our spy within Ishi's class will provide us with detailed reports, they have assured me of this. We have also managed to recruit a few promising students who have been subtly indoctrinated to our cause. They are young and impressionable, making them ideal assets for our future plans."

A shadow of concern crossed Kagetomo's face. "What about Ippei? He poses a significant threat to my succession of the chief's position. His influence and strength cannot be underestimated."

Heidayu nodded grimly. "Ippei remains a formidable obstacle. His loyalty to the current chief and his dedication to the village make him a potential adversary. We must find a way to neutralise his influence or turn him to our side."

Kagetomo's eyes narrowed as he considered the implications. "Ippei's strength and reputation are well-known. Any move against him must be carefully calculated. We cannot afford to make a mistake."

The room fell into a tense silence as they contemplated their next steps. The stakes were high, and any miscalculation could jeopardise their plans for domination.

Heidayu and the other higher-ups nodded in agreement, their expressions sombre. The path ahead was fraught with danger, but their ambition and cunning would guide them through the shadows.

***

The chief, a wise and weathered man, stood by a window, his hands clasped behind his back. He stared out over the village, his expression tired and contemplative. The weight of leadership bore heavily on his shoulders, and the shadows under his eyes spoke of many sleepless nights.

Haku, Ishi's father, stood behind him, his demeanour serious as he delivered his report. "Chief Hanzo, our intelligence suggests that Kagetomo is making moves, but he's too clever to leave any concrete evidence. We suspect he's building a network of loyalists within the village."

Ippei, standing beside Haku, nodded in agreement. "Kagetomo's influence is growing. We need to remain vigilant and gather more information. Any sign of betrayal must be dealt with immediately."

Chief Hanzo sighed, his shoulders sagging lower at the reminder of the heavy weight of his responsibilities. "We must protect the village at all costs. Continue your investigations and keep me informed of any developments. Kagetomo's ambitions cannot be allowed to threaten our home."

There was a pause as Hanzo turned to face Haku and Ippei, his eyes filled with a mixture of resolve and regret. "I chose Kagetomo as my potential successor because I saw great promise in him. He was talented, ambitious, and had the potential to lead our village into a new era. But now, I fear that ambition has turned into something dark and dangerous."

Haku nodded, his face grim. "We understand, Chief. Kagetomo's talents are undeniable, but his methods and goals have become twisted. We will do everything in our power to ensure he does not succeed."

Ippei's expression was one of fierce determination. "We will protect the village, Chief. Kagetomo will not be allowed to bring harm to our people."

Chief Hanzo returned his gaze to the window, looking out over the village he had sworn to protect. "I still hope that Kagetomo can be redeemed, that he can see the error of his ways. But we cannot allow hope to cloud our judgement. If he continues on this path, we must be prepared to stop him, no matter the cost."

The room fell into a contemplative silence as the three men considered the gravity of the situation. The village's safety hung in the balance, and the battle against the shadows was only just beginning.

Haku and Ippei left the chief's office, while Hanzo remained by the window, his mind racing with thoughts of what might come. He had faith in his people, in their strength and resilience. But he also knew that the greatest threats often came from within, from those who once stood beside or behind you.

In the gathering darkness, the chief of the village stood resolute, determined to protect his home from the encroaching shadows, even if it meant facing the possibility of betrayal from one he once trusted.