I told ya I'd be starting a fic. Here's it's prologue. It takes place7 years after Platinum.
In the begining, there was naught but a turmoil of chaos.
In this, an egg appeared, as if out of thin air.
From the egg, the Original One did form.
From itself, the Original One spawned two entities.
Time began to spin. Space began to expand.
And from itself again, the Original One created three more beings.
Knowledge, Willpower, and Emotion spawned in life.
These three plunged deep into three lakes.
Drawing no breath, into sufficating depths.
"The Original One... Time and Space..." A teenager thought. He'd been reading this same story every time he had the chance, and now was no different. The teen was a simple Trainer. Age 17, he'd been travelling for a long time. Stopping in Canalave City on his way home from the Indogo Plateau, he needed to read this story.
"Excuse me, Mr. Oracion. But the Canalave Library is now closing." The librarian told him. Most people called him Mr. Oracion, by his father's name. His real name was Ray.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll get going." He said, quickly leaving the library. As he left, he pulled up and opened a Poke Ball.
"Staraptor, take us home!" He called as the Pokemon appeared. Ray climbed on top of it's back, and the bird Pokemon quickly took off, heading to the north-east.
Ray's mind was completely filled with thoughts about the book. Who is the Original One? Some legendary Pokemon? The only legend Ray had ever seen in person was an Articuno in Kanto's Seafoam Islands. After a long thought, Staraptor landed at a Pokemon Centre in Ray's hometown, Veilstone City.
"Thanks for the flight. Return." He called. Staraptor was quickly absorbed into the Poke Ball. Before he could react, he saw a figure approaching him, fast.
"Oh crap, not in public, mother." He thought. His mother was running towards him. She eventually caught up, out of breath.
"Ray! It's so good to see you back!" She wheezed, throwing her arms around her in a mom way.
"You've been gone so long! Look at your clothes!" She pointed out. She did have a point. All Ray had been wearing was his blue jacket, a green t-shirt, a black cowboy hat,and black jeans for about a year. His dark blue hair could use a wash, too.
"You try travelling through two caves in a month radius. Mt. Moon ain't the cleanest place you've seen." Ray shot back. Before he could reply, his mother was dragging him home, asking him about all his adventures.
*That Night, 1:53 AM*
Ray lie awake in his old room, thinking about what he's to do next. Staraptor was to stay at home with his mother, his Scizor was being treated at the Pokemon Centre, and his Gallade was asleep inside it's Poke Ball. Ray could only think about other regions. Ones not recorded in history books. A few regions sparked his mind. Risen, Kalumo, Tetrago, Oria. All of these presented challenges. Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh were all too easy and too well known.
"Arceus damn it, why are there so many options?" He thought. He figured out ways of trying to outrule some of his options. Tetrago had a "No Pokemon Allowed" rule in a place called Everon Town. So Tetrago was out. Risen was known to have multiple hurricane disasters, Oria was almost all water, due to a gigantic flood. That just left Kalumo.
"Kalumo Region it is, then." Ray decided. Unable to still fall asleep, he decided to take a walk through his hometown.
"Well, I see Maylene renovated the Gym again." He said to himself, looking at the Gym. Continuing his walk through town, he started hearing voices. Sinister ones. He turned around and started folowing the voices, until he hit the Galactic Building. The place was suppossed to be abandoned. SUPPOSSED to be.
"What are those two talking about?" Ray though. Peering from behind the stairwell to the building, he watched two men in uniform. These weren't Galactic men. They were in black and white striped shirts, with blue bandanas, almost like pirates. They had a strange logo on their bandanas. It looked like a circular letter A.
"Archie's gonna love this thing. Rumor is, it's the last of it's kind. This thing was born from a Manaphy!" One stated. This sparked Ray's interest. They found a Phione.
"It's a Water-Type. He probably will." The second answered. Ray tried to quietly sneak away, but stepped on a branch. The noise seemed as loud as a jet engine.
"What was that?" One of the men stated. They both started down the stairs, clenching Poke Balls. One turned around the stairwell. No one was there.
"It was probably just a Growlithe. No need to-" The first one man as interrupted by anothe voice.
"Psycho Cut!" Ray's voice called. A slice of psychoknetic energy slammed the first man. The second turned to see his partner, unconcious on the ground. He looked at Ray, then his own Poke Ball, then ran off. Gallade started after him.
"Let him go,Gallade. We've got a bigger problem." Ray commanded as he walked over to the unconcious man. Looking through his stuff, he found a business card.
"Grunt 1087, Alexander. Team Aqua" He read aloud.
"So he's part of Team Aqua, eh?" Returning Gallade to it's Poke Ball, he turned to leave. As soon as he got up, a sharp pain hit him in the back of his skull. He collapsed forward, a figure behind him with a bat.
"And you're on it's wanted list." He said.
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