Hi! This is my first fic, and my first attempt at serious writing, but I have an idea for a book I want to write, so I need to practice! Just so you know, I'd like reviews, but I like constructive criticism even more than people telling me it's flawless, because I need advice!

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Lake

Prologue

Visions of creation

I opened my eyes, and couldn't tell if I was awake or dreaming. Everything was black, but then, I was blind. It became clear that I was dreaming when I began to see something. Eyes. Two enormous eyes, each with two rings of different colors around the black pupils. The outer ring was a dark blood-red, while the inner ring was a vivid emerald-green. The eyes stared into my own, and I felt as though they were staring into my very soul, searching through all of my darkest memories and cruelest thoughts. I stared back, though every fiber of my being wanted to run and cower in some shadowy corner where it couldn't see me. I knew that these eyes, and the creature behind them, was something I could not comprehend, beyond StarClan, or the Dark Forest, or even us, the Three. It scared me, but I wouldn't run. I wouldn't throw my life on this creature's mercy. I knew it would find me if I ran, and I wouldn't give it the satisfaction of the hunt. If it wanted to kill me, I would die like the warrior I'd once wanted to be. I didn't just look into those eyes. I glared at them. What was this… thing… that thought it could just come here and kill me? I would show it!

All of a sudden a deep, powerful voice emanated from the darkness. "Ah, Good… The Medicine Cat has arrived…"it said, sounding as though its mouth was smiling.

"Who are you?" I called at the eyes. I assumed the eyes belonged to the same creature that was speaking and I was right.

"I am Arceus…" boomed the voice. "And you… are Jayfeather of the Three…"

I stiffened. This creature, Arceus, knew about the prophecy? Who was it? What was it? How did it know? "How do you know about the prophecy?"

It laughed, a harsh, booming sound, and said, "How do I know… about the prophecy…? I helped… to shape it…! I am Arceus… the Creator…"

"What do you mean?"

"I create worlds… not yours, true… but others, yes… And I am here, Jayfeather… to tell you… of what is to come…"

I felt my hackles rise. This creature, this… Arceus, created worlds? Had helped to create the prophecy? And it was here to tell me the future? "And what is to come," I asked, then added, sarcastically, "The end of the Clans?"

I wasn't expecting it to match me in cynicism, however. "Nothing quite so melodramatic… merely a group of four beings… from another world…"

"Another world?"

"Yes… you must help them, Jayfeather… These are their names…"

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"They come from the world of Pokemon… and they are Pokemon… one is a grass-type… Grovyle… he stands upon his two hind legs… has leaves sprouting from his forelegs and the top of his head… and a tail of leaves… The second… is Dusknoir… he floats above the ground… his tail nearly touching it… He has no hind legs… but his forelegs… are like those of what you call Twolegs… The third is Celebi… She is small… pink… and has wings… like an insect… and… she has antennae, also like an insect… she has very small limbs… no tail… and an elongated head… These three are those whom you must help… they must return to their world… but be warned… their enemy has followed them… He is Primal Dialga… the Dragon of Time… he is my second born… but he has fallen into shadow… he has become Primal… caring only for himself…"

I decided it was time to step in. "Yes, yes," I interrupted, "I get it. He's evil. Now what does he look like?"

Arceus' eyes flashed dangerously, and for a moment I was afraid I'd gone too far, but it just sighed and continued, "He is blue… with iridescent red markings all over him… he is also enormous… twenty times the size of the largest cat… and he has a Gemstone of Power in the center of his armored chest… a Primal Diamond… a Corrupted Jewel of Time… Tell Grovyle that the way for them to get home is to Purify it… Dialga will return to his sanity if this is done… he will bring them home… I will interfere with the Tannhauser Wormhole that shall bring them here… Primal Dialga shall appear on the other side of the world… giving you time… to prepare… They will arrive tonight…at the Gathering… now go… prepare for their arrival… AWAKE!"

The eyes began to fade, but before I awoke, I heard a new voice, a sibilant hiss, high, cold and cruel, saying "Can we trust him to succeed, my lord?" and Arceus replied "I hope so, Giratina… I hope so…"

So how was that eh? I am writing this for practice in writing in character, so if anyone is OOC, Rewiew and tell me!