Prologue:
The Terror of Ice
Paul was walking around in Mahogany Town with his dad. It was a quiet town built near The Lake of Rage, attracting trainers
From all over Johto. Sure he was born in Snowpoint City but this was a vacation visiting his grandfather Pryce.
Paul had a slightly pale face that always wore a happy smile. His hair was bloodred which collected odd faces from citizens
to him.
It was spring, the time when the Mahogany trees and grass and bug Pokémon woke up from their winter slumber.
Paul had a Pokemon too: Gastly which he had named SpookShire. It was always out of its Ultra Ball.
Life seemed peaceful for him and his parents.
But just one day…
Paul woke up, third night in Mahogany. He had caught a cold and couldn't sleep very well.
He heard a bumping noise. Coming from the Gym's cellar?
"Mom…?… Dad…?" Paul asked quietly. No response. Their beds were empty.
He decided to take a look around where they were.
After that events happened so fast words can merely descrie them.
Ice. Sneasel slashing. Ice. Manical laugh. More ice. Delibird. Ice. Coldness. Mom and Dad. Ice. Frozen…
Paul's heart froze when he saw his frozen parents' faces…