DISCLAIMER: the story seems really mild right now but it will get more intense with language, gore, and suggestive themes. not too much of the themes i don't think. This is my first story so please take the time to read it all and enjoy. It is a long chapter and i was originally going to make it a prologue because this is just back story to the main story but seeing as it was so long i decided to make it start in the past. The next Chapter will be slightly ahead in the future as well as the continuing chapter will also jump. Again, i hope you enjoy and please leave a comment. it will make writing this a lot more worthwhile and you will see that i put a lot of effort into my work. Also I do not own pokemon... clearly.

Chapter 1: Resurrection

It was a calm night like any other, and none would be the wiser, except for a small group of onlookers, that this night was unlike any other. It would be a night that changed the world. Just outside Cherrygrove City was a small gathering of woodland creatures waiting for their new addition to the family. As a worried gallade held tight to the hand of a screaming gardevoir, everyone was anxious and waiting. The full moon gave plenty of light being as it was the largest full moon in over two centuries. The cyndaquil not far from the noctowl, who was barking orders and comforting the labored gardevoir, was shedding some more light over the commotion unfolding before their eyes. Noctowl, usually the same height as the soon to be parents, towered over them, with sweat dripping down his brow and a worried look on his face. The apprehensive was understood for childbirth was no easy matter.

"I cant believe this is happening on the night of the biggest full moon in over 2000 years" Ember, the young cyndaquil, whispered.

"Zen! Have you fetched the clean water yet?" barked the wise old owl

"Yes sir, it's right here" a shaky little zigzagoon replied weaving through the crowd of onlookers carrying a pail of water that was bigger and probably far heavier than himself.

"Florence, I need you to control your breathing" cooed Albert as he wet a towel to put over the gardevoir's head. "And remember to push". "Alexander?"

"Yes?" replied the anxious gallade breaking the intense gaze from his beloved wife for the first time to look at the old noctowl. Albert is the village chief and has lived a very long time, longer than any noctowl should. He is a respectable owl, even outside the small village, and his age can clearly be told by his long grey beard and greying feathers. He is also very wise and has performed countless births before this, but unbeknownst to him that this one would be the most important.

"Get ready. Your about to be a father" Albert said

A thousand emotions must have passed through the gallade and as a tear streamed down the side of his face and with a smile he looked his lover in the eye "I'm ready" he replied sternly.

Alexander winced from a mix of almost getting his hand broken from the sheer pressure of Florence's grip, the long three nails breaking the flesh and blood dripping to the mossy ground, and from the blood-curdling screech she let out. And at that same moment everything went dark. As if the moon had fallen from the skies and the poor cyndaquil had suddenly vanished. Time had frozen. Everything was shrouded in an eerie darkness and any form of light has vanished. Albert, temporarily blinded from the lack of light, gained his vision rather quickly being nocturnal.

"Ember! What happened to my light?" yelled the old owl. Silence.

"EMBER" Albert roared as he turned around. Stunned he couldn't believe what he saw. Everyone in the village was… frozen. Not just frozen but as if time had stopped moving for them and they were stuck in this unknown paradox. Where once light emanated from the small holes on Embers back, now radiated darkness. The water from the pail that Alexander had tipped over while enduring the pain from his wife had stopped midair. Alexander, whose lower body and torso had been a shimmering white and green now bore a flat black and red torso, and his eyes now a pale white. He looked to Florence her face twisted and tormented in agony with eyes as white as snow. Every color was inverted to a haunting blot of darkness.

Suddenly he could see a faint light. He looked down at the ring he once received as a gift from an old friend on one of his talons. It glowed with a serene emerald light. With the faint light he could see an egg sparkling, as if reflecting the darkness and shimmering from the emerald light, lying at his talons.

"What in the name of Arceus is going on?" Albert said, his voice quivering from fear. He looked up; the countless stars that once showered the heavens have disappeared. And the once brilliant full moon gone, only to be replaced by an endless hole in the night sky, like a colossal black hole seeking to devour everything it touched.

Albert bent down to touch the radiant egg when suddenly Florence moved. Albert jumped out of terror and fell back now eye to eye with the sick deformed Florence.

"You can't have her, this world doesn't deserve to have the honor. It was not planned to have her here" Florence shrieked her voice distorted and twisted in agony, yet her face frozen as she talked, in the same haunting look.

"W-w-what do you mean" Albert stuttered. This is too much for him, his heart felt ready to give at any moment. Suddenly the twisted body of Florence froze and instead of the cold unwavering white in her eyes a dim crimson light started glowing from the center of the iris.

"Please… stop. What is happening" a terrified Florence said in a small voice. "Albert… please… Run. Take the egg and get out of here." Her voice quivering, and seeming to lose control "RUN!"

Albert lunged for the egg and hid it between his wings as if to shield it from whatever malice. He was then ripped to his feet by the demonic looking gardevoir, any hue left in her eyes has disappeared and all that was left is a white void as dead as the hole above their heads. Choking and gasping for air Albert frantically grabbed hold of Alexander. At Albert's touched the gallade seemed to escape the time imprisonment and his coat color returned to normal. He stood confused as to what was happening but saw that Albert needed his help against this… this… thing that was killing him. Alexander preformed a psycho cut, but the deranged gardevoir let go of Albert's neck and evaded just in time.

A ghoulish laughed filled the air.

"My dear Alexander. You dare attack your beloved wife?"

Hard enough to believe but Albert could have sworn he seen the shocked gallade turn a paler shade of white.

"Florence?" Alexander said incredulously. He could not believe his eyes. What happened to you? Thought the horrified gallade upon seeing this black and red monstrosity with a tortured look on her face. Could this really be Florence?

"Very well, if I can not return the small one to where she belongs then I will keep you all trapped in this prison of time forever" Florence yelled.

"Small one? 'She'?" Alexander asked confused. Albert opened his wings to reveal the glimmering egg. Light seem to flow from this oval shaped object and all effects of this weird haunting darkness seems to be repelled and have no affect on it.

"Is that… our?" Alexander couldn't even finish the sentence through his stammering

"Yes. Its your child, but this monstrosity seems to want her destroyed" Albert said finishing Alexander's sentence.

"This monstrosity," exclaimed Alexander, "Is my wife!"

"Not anymore… I don't know who or what that is. But for the mean time that is no longer your wife" Albert rebutted.

"Enough!" yelled the crazed gardevoir. "You will stay here forever with your precious child, never to see her hatch"

The black hole above them seems to be getting closer now. It was going to devour them and throw them into nothingness. An eternity in a vacuum of motionless time loomed before them. When a green bubble of light seemed to appear before them, and with a voice as gentle as chimes against the wind said upon them

"Now, now. We all know that time is my domain" entered an elegant floating creature with giant blue eyes.

"Celebi!" both Albert and the demented gardevoir said simultaneously.

"Nice to see you old friend," Celebi directed gleefully to Albert. "I'm glad to see that old thing still works". Hinting to the ring on Albert's middle talon.

"Is this what it does?" mused the old coot. "What an extraordinary gift, to be able to wander freely without the effects of time. How could you let such a possession go?"

"Well you did save my life once, I'm glad after a hundred years I could return the favor"

"ONE HUNDRED YEARS!" exclaimed the bewildered gallade. "I had no idea you were THAT old," he said with much emphasis in his words. "How old are you then?"

"Now, now. That's a matter for another time, we have our hands full right now" Albert said motioning to the gardevoir fuming with rage.

"Celebi. What are you doing here?" demanded the gardevoir

"I am here to stop you. Release these Pokémon at once" and at that command Celebi released a pulsating green light, and just as fast as everything had surrendered to chaos, it all returned to normal. The moon was once again covering half the night sky like a gigantic white pearl, stars flooded the cosmos, and all the colors had return to their normal shades. No more sickening black miasma that shrouded everything in darkness and seeped into the very soul. No black hole seeming to devour the entire universe. No more inverted colors of their friends' fur.

"Thank Arceus! Celebi you have saved us! I didn't know you had that kind of power?" yelled the ecstatic noctowl.

All the villagers looked around dazed and confused as to how the setting changed so fast, and how are there more Pokémon here. How did the old owl move from one side of the clearing to the other in just an instant? How did the tiny green fairy get here and what happened to the birthing of their new village member? They had no idea they were stuck in time and they had no idea what they had just been brought into.

"I… I don't Albert… I should have only been able to unfreeze time," said the Celebi curiously. Maybe time was what was causing all of that? The little fairy had never seen a standstill in time cause such a commotion. What was with everything seeming to come from a negative image, or the giant black hole that was consuming the sky? Maybe it was all time related? Couldn't be… Celebi trailed off lost in thought.

"How dare you Celebi! How can you defy me?" everyone jumped as the tortured looking gardevoir, still looking demonic and possessed, shouted at the top of her lungs. Florence still had her dress as black as the night, her once green beautiful hair still red as if stained by blood. The red horn on her chest, which is the physical embodiment of her heart, now looked grey and bleak. And her eyes still a cold unwavering white void of color.

"You cannot change what is done, just leave this village alone" yelled the floating fairy

"I can do whatever I please," shrieked the gardevoir. "I-"

Before gardevoir could finish the egg began to glow as bright as a sun and a slight hum can be heard emanating from it. A soothing melody, that brought many memories back to the poor troubled gallade. Tears swelled in his eyes, how was this possible he thought. The emotional tune also rang into the heart of the creator of the melody, as the tormented gardevoir dropped to the ground. A last scream can be heard from the gardevoir that shook the trees and surrounding vegetation. Most of the villagers were fleeing in fear without a clue as to what is going on.

"NO! This cant be" and with the bright light vanishing, so did the haunting, malevolent spirit controlling the feeble gardevoir. Stumbling over to her, alexander grabbed her waist before her head hit the stone behind her.

So it was the egg that returned everything to normal after I unfroze time, thought Celebi. How curious…

"FLORENCE" screamed Alexander trying to get her focus. She was hurting bad, not only did she just endure labor but also some unknown force possessed her and who knows the troubles it wrought inside her soul. Most of her color had gone to normal. Alexander was glad to see that, even though Florence was still not opening her eyes. Patiently Alexander waited with Albert behind him for Florence to awaken, waiting for the remainder of her color to come back. Soon her gown was as white as snow and her hair and arms back to the succulent green. Everything was returning, and they seemed hopeful. But time passed and after most of the color had returned, they noticed one exception. Her horn, her heart, had remained a dull grey, a grotesque blight on her pure torso. Alexander can feel the tears start to swell up again, what was going to happen? He felt a feathery wing gently placed upon his shoulder and a faint apologetic whisper almost inaudible. It can't be… rage filled his heart along with pain and sorrow. Too many emotions, he wished someone would rip his horn out just to stop this unpleasant mix of emotions. But all of a sudden there was another flash of pulsating light. Albert moved his other wing to find the egg, still shimmering like a diamond emitting its own light into the night. From the pulsating light the rage and torrent of emotions inside Alexander died down. He instead felt a warming aura flow over him and it soothed him. Alexander looked down at his beloved wife, who he had protected countless times, and who protected him equally, lay on the cold mossy terrain as the gentle ebb and flow of pulsating light washed over them. He, to this day, has never seen such a beautiful creature and she couldn't look more gorgeous with the tinge of green from the light that made her skin seem to radiate. A flutter of her eyes, Alexander couldn't believe it. Was she going to be okay? He pondered, filling himself with false hope. Looking into her eyes, which were once a vibrant scarlet, full of life, now a dull almost orange color. The gallade and gardevoir stared into each other's eyes through the soft pulsating light and euphonious melody playing in the background.

"You fool" she jested at the old owl "why are you so wise yet never listen? You should have fled"

He had no reply; he knew she doesn't really blame him for staying. Instead he handed down the magnificent egg and laid it upon her stomach. It was warm. It had no incubator or source of warmth yet she could feel the egg actually emanating the heat. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she didn't even have the strength to wipe them away.

"My child. Who I don't even know, nor will ever get to know, and what will become of you? I know you will make an excellent gallade one day like your father." She cooed over the egg

"Actually dear it's going to be a she" Alexander choked out through the tears.

Florence looked confused, but trusted him nonetheless. " A girl huh? A beautiful gardevoir… like her mother then" Florence could not hold back the torrent of tears that now streamed along her face. "I'm sorry my child that you will have to live without a mother. I wish I could be there for you"

No one had any delusions. They knew Florence was not going to live.

"Let us name her. Quickly." Alexander rushed. "How about Florence? I love that name" he too now had tears streaming freely down his face.

"No. I want to name her Anastasia" Florence said lovingly to the warm pulsating egg on top of her.

No one saw but Celebi's eyes grew wide in shock at the mention of that name.

"Why?" asked Alexander curiously "One day she will want to know and I would like to tell her your reasons"

"Because it means resurrection, I won't get to see her and she won't get to meet me but I'll live through her and I'll always be watching over her." Florence said while closing her eyes and laying her head down. She was becoming awfully tired. She could barely speak and with her last energy she whispered "I love you both" and the egg stop moving up and down. The pulsating of light became dimmer and less frequent. Alexander cried and let out a painful howl that was heard throughout the village. Everyone knew what had happened, and everyone cried.

As Florence exhale her last breath, and through the still of the silence, they heard a small crack ring out. Alexander raised his head from his late wife's chest and looked over. Through blurry, tear soaked vision, he could see a little crack in the egg. How can that be? He wondered. I must be imagining. He turned to Albert who also stared bewildered at the cracking egg.

"And so it begins" Whispered the fairy, floating high before disappearing into a green orb and vanishing "goodbye old friend, I'll see you again" Celebi said telepathically.

Albert paid no mind and they both starred at the egg in silence… And then another

CRACK

I hope you enjoyed the chapter. i will be writing as often as i can. Please leave a comment to help me see what my story lacks or what i should do to improve. this is my first story on this site so i hope people don't mind the length of the story. i plan to make it like an actual book. i hope you enjoy