Author's Note: Hello! This is my first fanfiction that I've taken up on writing. I chose to start with Pokemon because it is a series that I've been into for a long time, and I wanted to write something where I get to decide the adventure that unfolds.

I will happily accept healthy criticism and tips, but I will instantly ignore flame-rage; comments, reviews and PMs. If you want to be offensive, go do it somewhere else, because this is not the place to do so, since I will just ignore you and not reply back.

I do not own Pokemon or any Pokemon shown in the story! I only own my OCs (who will be apparent in the story).

Thank you to LegitElizabethWWEFan for beta-reading and giving helpful tips on this prologue.

Read and enjoy the story. ^_^

The night was normal, as it usually was in Twinleaf Town. All of the town's citizens and Pokémon were fast asleep in their homes. All was quiet, until…

A small dog-like Pokémon ran as fast as it could through the streets of the small town. After his eyes scanned his surroundings, the young Pokémon saw that the coast was clear. It let out a heavy sigh. He carefully walked onto the street and saw that all the lights in the buildings were off. But people may have been inside. He couldn't risk letting a human see him; not yet, at least. He didn't feel safe around humans.

The Pokémon glanced towards a nearby house, and his eyes closed for a moment. He kept his head in that direction. The small Pokémon was quiet as he tilted his head in a curious manner. He opened his eyes and cautiously walked over to the house. Using a nearby tree, he hopped onto a branch and peered inside the window. The small Pokémon saw what looked like a bedroom for someone older, but not adult aged. The room was a light crimson, and had one light on the ceiling. On the walls were posters of various Pokémon, possibly the owner's favourites. The small Pokémon could identify at least six of the Pokémon, but there were a few he didn't know. There was a strange bird-like Pokémon that looked like a Starly, but it was brown. The other one he couldn't identify was dog-like Pokémon that was orange with black stripes on its legs, and had a very bushy tail.

Tilting his head a little, he continued to observe the room. Clearly, the owner of this room had a big love for Pokémon. The dresser had little knickknacks of Pokémon-related items, and the alarm clock was a Pokéball that flashed 2:36 AM. The Pokémon knew that it was late, but continued to look around the room before seeing a figure on the bed.

A young girl with dirty-blonde hair that went to her shoulder blades, pale skin, and light blue eyes was wide awake. She was up reading a book by her desk light. While the small Pokémon couldn't tell what she was reading, he was more interested in the Pokémon next to her, and the other Pokémon asleep on its perch. An orange dog-looking Pokémon was beside her was looking at the book as well, as if reading with her, and the Pokémon on the perch slept peacefully.

Remaining as quiet as he could so then he didn't wake up the strange bird Pokémon, he heard the girl speaking in a soft tone.

"…As the Guardian of the Twilight was laid to rest, his faithful Pokémon and friend, Absol, remained at his friend's side for as long as he was able, until the Guardian's apprentice had to tell Absol that it was time to say goodbye to his friend. The Absol did not want to leave his friend…but saw the wisdom and compassion his friend's apprentice had, so he left with him, allowing the Guardian of Twilight to finally rest in peace. And so, the eternal conflict had ended for now, and everyone could rest in peace. The End."

The small Pokémon wondered what had happened at the start of the story to make the ending so depressing. But his thoughts were interrupted by the small orange Pokémon growling lightly. It nudged the girl's hand. The girl gently petted the Pokémon.

"Soon, Growlithe," she said.

So the orange Pokémon is a Growlithe, The little Pokémon thought.

"Soon, we'll be on our own adventure into the world," the girl added. "Maybe we'll be like the Twilight Guardian, and we can make our own legend. Especially since…"

The girl paused, making the Pokémon spying on her curious. Why had she paused? Was she hiding something that the little Pokémon couldn't see or understand? He didn't know.

The Growlithe looked up and let out a small yip, as if to get her head out of the clouds. She smiled down at the Growlithe, and pats its head softly,

"It's nothing, Growlithe. Just past stuff. Nothing to be concerned at me over. Now, you need to go to sleep."

Such compassion to one smaller then herself. She's obviously different…but why did she hesitate? What happened? The Pokémon wondered.

Again, the Growlithe growled lightly, bringing the little Pokémon outside out of his thoughts. It seemed to have glanced over at the window and noticed of him. His eyes widened- he had been caught.

"What's wrong, Growlithe? Is someone outside?" The girl asked.

She pulled the covers off herself and stood up. Her PJs were long-sleeved and had Pikachu faces on them. As she walked to the window, the small Pokémon hopped down onto the ground. He quickly pressed his back on the building wall.

The girl opened her window and looked around. The light breeze blew her hair as she looked around. The small Pokémon keeps his back pressed to the wall, all while hoping that the girl wouldn't notice him. Luckily, she didn't.

"I don't see anyone, Growlithe," the girl remarked, shrugging her shoulders. "I can have Pidgey look around for footsteps in the morning when the lighting is better."

She closed the window, and seemed to walk away.

The small Pokémon sighed. Now he had a lot of questions about the girl. Why did this girl hide her past? Why was she so compassionate? They all bothered him, but he was too tired to try and find any answers.

He kept his attention on the window for a few more minutes before remembering that she had said she was going to start her adventure the next morning. He glanced up at the moon deep in thought. Maybe he could follow her around for just a little while. Not too close, but close enough to see what she was really like.

Yeah, that's it, he thought. If I follow her around enough, I'll be able to see her in action. There must be more to her than just what I saw tonight.

He looked around again before sprinting to the nearest city in the region. He had a good feeling that this girl would be heading there in the near future, and he wanted to get ahead.

I hope you enjoyed the Prologue. Who's that Pokemon? Find out soon! Stay tuned for Chapter One, coming soon!