~PROLOGUE~
This is a story made by a Scratcher. If this seems amateur to you, I'm sorry, but this was written for fellow scratchers to enjoy and for them to learn some lore.
It was dark. No happy signs to behold. Laying in the darkness alone was a Ralts, Trying to stay alive in what seemed to be a hopeless storm. The streets are full of criminal activity as the city is socially crumbling. Truly, this wasn't a safe place for it. However, a miracle happened. The Ralts was found by a young girl and her mother, who took care of it in their small home. It wasn't much, but it would do. They lived a happy life for a while…until tragic events unfolded.
One day, the girl's mother had to leave to mourn the loss of the girl's father. Her father was a scientist, who had seemingly died in an experiment gone horribly wrong. While sure, they got over their loss, it still haunts them to this day. The girl spent time taking care of the Ralts and things were going well. Suddenly, a storm picked up, a harsh one at that. Screams were heard outside, as if a disaster was happening. The girl, reluctantly, decided to peek out the window and saw an unidentified mass of dark energy attacking her hometown, which was not far from the city the Ralts was stuck in, so she assumed it was also in the city. She quickly grabbed the Ralts and hid, hoping the dark mass wouldn't find them. Oh how wrong they were.
The mass had charged into their home and immediately located them. As it pounced, the Ralts created a strong force of dark magic to protect the girl. It had warped the two to a safer location…but they did not end up in the same place. The Ralts is left alone to wander the strange palace. Just what has it gotten itself into?