Prologue
All stories have a beginning a middle and an end. Not mention all the drama that happens in between. All stories have conflict and resolution. My story isn't that different. To set the scene for my beginning. I'd have to start on a rainy day. It was raining cats and dogs. That is to say it was raining very hard. The storm shook the palms on the beach of a small ocean town. It was a storm sent by the Pokemon God king Arceus. He was released from his prison in the sky. Someone had freed him to destroy this world and recreate a new one. But, a small child in a basket caused him to cease his rage. For the moment he was calm.
He appraoched the baby. No one was around to see it. When he looked into the basket he saw a peacefully sleeping baby with a small innocent smile on his face. It was this smile that melted the God King pokemon's heart. He decided to help the young. He left the child on the doorstep of a small cottage out in the nearby woods. When the baby woke it would cry. Surely someone would her.
Ok. Ok. So that is my story. But I wouldn't learn this until much later.