Ninja Pokemon: Attack of the Shadow Pokemon

"Now little one. Who'd you like to train you?" Render asked.

The Pikachu blinked and looked around at the Pokémon, wondering who'd he like to be trained by. This was all so new and different to him.

Icestorm just pouted, crossing his paws in front of his chest. He was thinking that no one being was fair. He hated being such a rookie. Then again, he was such a rookie.

Blue pat the other Water-type on his back, trying to cheer him up. Thunder shrugged his shoulders. He really didn't know.

"Looks like we're taking turns." Frost replied, "Except Icestorm."

Icestorm just hung his head.

"I think that is a good idea. It will allow Thunder to learn more from having all of us train him rather than just one of us," the Ninetails said.

Frost smiled as Icestorm grumbled.

"Then that's what we'll do," Storm said.

Blue nodded. "That sounds like a plan to me."

Night snorted from where he was. This is a waste of time..

"Can't smile at all, can you, Night?" Frost asked, looking at her Dark type counterpart.

The Umbreon looked at the Glaceon and rolled his eyes. "Why do you want me to smile? There's no reason to."

"There is always a reason to smile." Frost pointed out, wisely.

"Like what?" the Dark-type asked.

"Like the fact we'll be able to stop the Shadow Pokemon soon." Frost pointed out.

"That seems unlikely."

"Those are such reassuring words." Frost stated, sarcastically.

Night shrugged.

"Why do I even bother?" Frost asked, with a sigh and a sweatdrop.

Thunder blinked, tilting his head to one side at this.

"It's nothing." Frost sighed, annoyed.

"Okay?" the Pikachu asked.

"So what do we do now?" Icestorm asked.

"Start training," Render said.

"I had to ask." Icestorm grumbled.

If it wasn't being a rookie that Icestorm hated, it was training.

"It's not that bad!" Blue told him.

"Yes it is!" Icestorm protested.

"How?"