Prologue:

There was a little Riolu who lived in a small village of Pokemon. He had a good life in the village. It was peaceful and quiet. The Riolu loved hearing stories of the legendary Pokemon and stories of Pokemon masters and regions. But one day, the stories became reality.

The Riolu was playing by himself one day when he heard a loud noise. He looked up and saw this dark snake-like creature. It was destroying buildings! People were running and screaming. The poor Riolu didn't know what to do. There were soldiers everywhere attacking the villagers. The giant creature came down, and the Riolu blacked out.

Henry the Lucario walked towards the wreckage of the village. Houses were destroyed and burnt to the ground, Pokemon lay slaughtered. Even the kids. The village smelt of death and despair. His gaze led him to a Riolu. He saw it twitch. It's alive! He thought. Henry decided to train the little Riolu as his apprentice.

So what did you think? I had a hard time writing this chapter, but it won't be sad very often. Most of the story will take place from the Riolu's Point of View years after the Prologue. I hope you enjoy my story!