Prologue:

History, is written by the victors. Their song is sung, their stories told and their word becomes law...as for the losers? Their song is never sung. The book, never read. The epitaph of our own inadequacies. This is all the law of War.

Through war, tore entire civilizations asunder. Their songs, forgotten. Their stories, never told to, or by, anyone...and all for the benefit of someone else. To cover up a lie, strike a deal, or to simply kill them all...it makes not difference nor is it intended to. Battles are fought for many reasons, but it all ends just the same with one side conquering another, no matter where it is held. In the deserts, mountains or even foreign city streets it doesn't matter. It has never mattered...until now. Our society, our civilization, our race. Has long since fought against itself, both literally and figuratively. Many casualties have surfaced. Allies, enemies, civilians, the body count keeps rising. Our nations and their people wage war against each other, not caring who or what is in the way of their selfish conquest...however, the biggest shock of it all, war is not a human creation...it is the by product of our creators. The original beings...

You may believe me to be talking about our dear creator Arceus and his plethora of Legendary followers...however. I am not. Legends tell of one single being, Arceus, creating everything and everyone directly and inadvertently...however, this is one of the byproducts of war...a lie. A lie told to us by our creator himself. Arceus did not create the Universe single-handedly, he had help...from his twin brother...Archaos.

Archaos was the incarnation of destruction while the incarnation of creation is Arceus . Do not misunderstand, neither of them are good nor evil as they predate those ideals. It is unknown where they originated from, only that their birth created our universe (and the rest of the multi-verse) as it is. Their purpose was to create and destroy equally. Both governed the multi-verse as they saw fit. Arceus created many worlds for them to amuse themselves with. When they were done, or after a preset time, Archaos destroyed those worlds. This cycle was put into play to uphold the balance of the multiverse and it went on for billions of years until Arceus created a certain world. A universe, if you will, named Gaia. A creation he deemed far to beautiful to destroy...

Years after it's creation, Gaia stood as Arceus' proud and favorite of all his creations. This same time, Archaos had finished "recycling" universes and the preset time for Gaia had passed, Archaos knew it was time to recycle Gaia. He planned to destroy Gaia so his brother could create a new universe, as so dictated by their roles. However, Arceus refused. He had grown quite attached to his creation and was not about to see it destroyed. Archaos was hesitant, he pleaded with his brother to stop the madness and continue with their roles. Arceus refused. With no other choice, rchaos made the first attack...and so began the battle. The multi-verse itself shook from their joined might. They fought for millions of years. The balance between them shifted more times than could be counted until both fired their signature move, Judgement. The attacks cancelled each other out, the raw energy combined with emotions and Gaia itself caused what scientists call "the big bang" and created our Universe. It was here that Arceus realized that he and his brother were two halves of the same whole, they were equals and their fighting would only prolong the inevitable. The death of both.

So, he created the first 3. Dialga, Palkia and Giratina. With their help he defeated Archaos and locked him away forever in another dimension. Arceus emerged victorious but at the cost of both Gaia and his beloved twin brother. To honor both, he vowed to protect our universe from any and all danger...but then arose a problem. The balance had shifted due to the absence of Archaos and the Multiverse was starting to fall apart. To remedy this, Arceus quickly left our Universe for the center of the multi-verse and he made the ultimate sacrifice... In order to protect his and his brother's legacy, he emitted all of his energy and power created a link to all of the Universes and he became it's core.

Rendered immobile, Arceus could only stablize so many worlds and those he could not were destroyed...of these universes, ours was among the endangered ones. In order to defend it, Arceus created a fourth dragon. Taoalia, the Balance Pokémon and he sent it to our universe to balance it's positive, negative and neutral energy, effectively stabilizing and saving it. Arceus then assigned the first 3 specific dimensions to rule over. Dialga got the Temporal dimension, Palkia got the Spacial one and Giratina obtained the reverse dimension, a dimension that had the sole purpose of watching over Archaos' prison dimension. Arceus had now had an assurance that the Universe was to survive, so he finally had time to name our world. He called it "Earth", after Gaia.

With most of the multi-verse saved, Arceus finally continued the task of creation. His first creations? Our planet, our solar system and our galaxy. He had created a habitat for his newest creations...us...Arceus created all of us, though not directly as all species of Pokémon and human started from one. That species was once known as Mew. From Mew we evolved into what we are today. From there, he created Azelf, Mesprit and Uxie to govern and regulate wisdom, emotion and willpower to our species.

Together, his creations helped to sow the seeds of our birth unto the earth. He and his "children" created us and allowed us to flourish...but there was a problem. For the seeds they had planted to grow, they all had to remain in their posts. Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina remained in their respective worlds where Azelf, Uxie and Mesprit resided in what would be known as the Sinnoh region. Only Taoalia was left to uphold the balance on earth. However, he was not enough. Arceus knew that there was much negativity among our race. And that he needed someone to defend Humanity from itself...a human he could trust so, he created the first Guardian, and granted him access to the Aura that constituted his body. With power over that of his peers, the first guardian became some what of a god to the first people and, upon obtaining said social status, he befriended Taoalia. All was well, both the guardian and the dragon of balance were working together as a team...unfortunately, Arceus didn't account for the Guardian becoming corrupted...

The Guardian became a tyrant, oppressing the very people he called his own. None of the legendary gods were able to stop him as they had to remain in their select places. Only Taoalia could face the Guardian, and he did...to no avail. The Guardian used up almost all of his aura, but was able to subdue and corrupt Taoalia by introducing more negative aura into Taoalia's perfectly balanced aura. This tipped the balance of power in favor of the negative side and Taoalia became pure evil. With the balance between negative and positive aura upset, negative aura began to flood the Universe...and with it, a portal opened to Archaos' prison dimension...

The guardian, not comprehending what he had done, gazed into the portal and witnessed an emerging, and very angry, Archaos. However, before Archaos could fully emerge, the legendary gods appeared. Dialga, Palkia and Giratina faced Archaos and were able to put him back in his prison using the negative Aura that conjured him up. Archaos was locked away once more. With the crisis diverted, the 3 then turned to their now evil brother Taoalia. Despite their task, they thought against killing or imprisoning Taoalia, lest the upset the balance again . Instead, they split Taoalia up into their 3 components Yin, Yang, and Wujin, Zekrom, Reshiram and Kyurem. Zekrom and Reshiram were scattered away and put into a deep slumber so Kyurem would not seek them out as so expected. Kyurem was then cursed to walk the earth, hoping to become whole once more...as for the guardian? The 3 decided to give him what he wanted, and put him in Archaos' prison dimension where he was never heard from again...

With the Earth saved and balance restored, the trio returned to their respective domains and continued their job of keeping them alive. The only difference was that Giratina now had to use the reveres world to clean up the excess negative energy that still lingered on earth. The trio had done their part. But where was Arceus in all of this? He had watched everything. He had known all that had happened, and Kyurem, like the god trio, knew that as well. Saddened, Arceus would not try to create another guardian for millions of years. When he hoped the Human race would be evolved enough to handle the power of aura...

...Once again, he was wrong in doing so. And his actions would spark yet another war...a war that would truly define us as a species. A war to end all wars...a war, that is coming...now.

"Don't make a girl a promise. You know you can't keep Chancie."

"I never make a promise, I know I can't keep, I promise you Hera, I'll be alright."

(Castelia City, Present Day)

Chances slowly opens his tired weary eyes, only to be greeted to a blood red and smoke stained sky. "Ugh..." He grunts as he sits up to rub his head. "Ow" he yelped. Reacting in pain to a blow to the head he received earlier. "Forgot about that, gotta be more careful" he says as he clears massive amounts of rubble off of himself and rises to his feet. He checks for his Pokémon belt. Feeling for all 6 of his poke balls.

"*sigh* good." They're all safe.

Chance grabs the timer ball from his belt and presses the white button, the Timer ball grows from the size of a marble to about the size of an orange. He presses the button again and out in a flurry of white light appears the red and white dragon/psychic type known as Latias. The Latias levitated herself and crossed her arms giving Chance the "really?" Look. "Hi Hera" Chance replied to the look, rubbing his head as if he had no idea what he had done. However, Hera wasted no time, smacking right into Chance, giving him a great big hug. Hesitant at first, Chance then went on and hugged Hera back.

"Nice to see you too girl." He said, returning the embrace.

After a few moments, they let go of the embrace. "Why did you put me in there? You know I can't stand it!" Hera asked Chance using his aura channel.

"Sorry Hera, but I didn't want you to get hurt from the building collapsing."

"I don't care!" Hera blurted out. "You've given everything up for me twice. The least I could do is be by your side. And I'll be damned if I ever leave it again." She said in a shaky voice, as if she was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, Hera, I promise I'll be safe, but you need to remember, you need to be safe too. OK?" Chance replied in return to Hera's scolding.

"OK". Hera said as she smiled at him.

"OK then, let's keep moving." He started. " We need to get back to Cynthia and Looker and tell them what's going on.

"Right" Hera said, nodding. Then both of them moved down the road with Hera flying ahead and taking point. They then were able to see a hill up ahead. "What's that noise?" Hera asked.

"I dunno, it sounds almost like cracking." Chance replied. "Take point Hera!"

Hera nods and flies off to the hill and, like any Latias should be, she's there before Chance can take another breath. Stopping right at the summit of the Hill, she lowered herself to ground level and fixed her gaze on the city. Chance noticed this and stopped running. "Hey!" He shouted. "What do you see?"

Hera didn't even acknowledge his shout, instead she kept her gaze upon the city.

"Aww C'mon Hera, you can't still be mad." Chance groaned and Hera still ignored him. "Ugh fine." Chance said, moving ahead. "I thought we were over this Hera." He said climbing the hill. "Besides I said I was sor..." Chance cut his sentence short when he saw the city ahead of him. Suddenly he knew why they heard cracking. It was the crackling of the flames that had burned Castelia city to the ground, cars and vans litter the streets, and dead bodies litter the cars, singed as they tried to climb out of their vehicles and stumble to safety. The once beautiful, skyscraper filled, Castelia city skyline had transformed into a burning hellish ground Zero.

"No..." Chance said, at a loss for words. Hera started to sob uncontrollably. No doubt focusing on the burnt bodies of people and Pokémon. Chance noticed this, but for once, didn't know how to make her stop crying. neither of them had ever had to experience anything like this before. "Come on" he said, anger and sadness present in his voice.. "We need to keep moving" Chance continued, walking off. Hera looked up to see her Trainer walking off. She wiped her face off and levitated off, following her trainer into the fallen city.

As they walked off into the dead city, Chance couldn't help but think aloud. "How did it come to this?"