Thank you Edward the Pure for giving me inspiration to write this. Your newest story allowed me to think about other things, and also think about a theory I have been putting together. The theory is that the people who make the maps for the world of Fiore has not been mapped out completely. While the continents are huge and dominating, the world is still yet to be completely discovered. This story takes place during The Silence Uprising.
The series that this story is based off of is something I haven't done in a while. It's based off of the world of Pokemon, but there are a few twists. It's darker (it's similar to Pokemon Adventures in the fact that things die), firearms are present, and battling is not strictly pokemon only. It takes place in Hoenn, (called Hohenzollern by the people who live on the Five Great Continents). Mapping of this part of the world hasn't been finished (sort of like the New World being discovered by Columbus), and many new places are being discovered. Sagonia is present in the story, but not mentioned very often. The empire was dissolved, but many gambled by sailing towards the dark waters, reaching new lands and settling there.
Hurr durr, let's just get on with the story because I don't want the AN to be super long and I feel like I'm taking up too much space anyways.
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For centuries, the people of Earthland have long believed that the five continents and the Fog Isles were the only land masses people could inhabit. Despite there being vast oceans beyond the continents, nobody even bothered to look past the continents. No ships ever came from the oceans, so nobody believed there was anything there but water. However, people could only be ignorant for so long. Serex Yosser, the Wizard Council chairman ordered an expedition into the vast seas beyond the continents, hoping for land where the people of Fiore could settle. Months went by without any news from those who had set sail. All seemed lost, and a revolution had broken out. By the time news had reached Fiore about the sailors, the old government had been toppled, and the Big Four were all dead or imprisoned.
However, the news was good. The sailors had survived, and they sent back news reporting lands beyond what anyone could have dream of. They had visited a land of strange creatures and humans, and the place they visited was named "Hohenzollern", or Hoenn, the native name. The sailors continued to visit the new lands, discovering incredible things. However, the sailors could never return home. The seas they had crossed suddenly became impossible to cross, plagued by terrible storms. Because of this, word of these strange lands exists only in letters from the sailors, and the sailors never returned home.
Despite the appearance of a utopia, the new lands dubbed, "Altica", was just like the lands the sailors had just left. Wars, plague, and other misfortunes still reigned supreme, and despite the existence of strange creatures that the naives called "Pokemon", they were primarily used to do the bidding of humans and to fight. As the sailors settled down in Hohenzollern they wondered, would they ever be able to return home to tell their incredible tale?
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"The world is certainly a beautiful place. Hoenn has always been the perfect example of beauty, and is considered one of the most beautiful countries in Altica. Humans and pokemon live in harmony here, and nature is very well preserved. However, there are things that trouble me. Recently, Altica has undergone very stressful events. The Sagonian nation has erupted into religious frenzy, and civil war rages within the nation. The Land of Death* is currently locked in a power struggle with evil creatures, and the evil threatens to spill out into the rest of Altica. They say that Death himself struggles to handle the souls of those who have died. And finally, trouble in our great nation of Hoenn. Recently, two criminal groups have seized control of certain parts of Hoenn, and are kidnapping, looting, and killing within the regions. One of the groups, Team Aqua, is currently holding several government officials hostage, threatening to kill them if they do not hand over something called a "Blue Orb". The other group, Team Magma, has managed to take control of a volcano, and claim that they can cause it to erupt, most likely destroying Lavaridge Town, the town that lies in the shadow of the very volcano that Team Magma has taken control of. They demand a "Red Orb", but we have no idea what either of them are. I pray to the Story Tellers that a resolution will be made." - Niko De Alino, Chief Historian of Ever Grande City.
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"Where were you born?"
The harsh lights bore down on my face, blinding me. I growled as I closed my eyes, giving up trying to see who was shining the light. A bigger problem arose within me: where was I? I had heard the question, but I was too busy to answer. I tried to move my arms and legs, but they didn't move, and my entire body felt heavy, as if I was made of lead. All I knew was that I was in unknown place, no memories of the events prior to getting here. Somebody wanted to know where I was born.
"Where were you born?"
The question was repeated, and this time, I stopped struggling enough to think. The light seemed to soften, and I could open my eyes a little bit, looking around me. The light was still in my eyes, but I saw that there was a glass panel above me, lack mechanical parts wiring behind the glass, bronze lights blinking within the machinery. I turned my mental focus to the task at hand. To be honest, I didn't even know anything about myself, much less know my birth place.
"I don't know." I replied as I breathed calmly, trying to relax.
"You must know something. Don't focus on the question itself, but think about anything you can possibly remember." said the voice quickly.
I frowned as I tried to think about what the voice had said. Did I really know something? It was difficult to think when my body was heavy, and I felt panic rise up from my chest, threatening to make me scream. That's when my vision flashed green. I stopped struggling against my panic, and I felt it slowly recede, as if the sudden change in vision had soothed me. Green. Was that...a color? The room was silent once again, and I knew whoever was listening or watching was doing so intently as I thought about the color Green. That's when the second flash came. I saw a rock...no, something valuable like gold, that was green. Emeralds. I would have bolted up if I didn't feel so heavy, and I let out a strange laugh.
"Emerald City. I was born in Emerald City!" I exclaimed happily, as if I was a child.
"Good. Now, what about your name? What is your name?"
I frowned again. So many questions. I thought about Emerald City, the scenery slowly coming into place. The suburban houses, the mayor's mansion, the Pokemart and the Pokemon center..., and finally, my house.
"My name is...my name is...Steven. I was born in Emerald City..." I said slowly, frowning while I said it out loud, as if I had given away some dark secret unintentionally.
"Do you have any siblings? What about your parents?"
"Two siblings. Jackson is my younger brother, and Abutuum is my younger sister. My parents have both passed away from natural causes." I said almost immediately.
The answer to the question had come extremely quickly, and I was surprised by the lightning speed. Suddenly I heard the voice again, but this time, it was not a question. It was praise. There was a whir as I looked to my right to see a steel table rise up from the ground, a single red and white ball on it. I felt my body grow light, and I swung my legs from off of the chair, and almost fell with the first step. I wasn't used to walking. As soon as I had regained balance, I seized the pokeball in my hand, looking at it with curiosity. What Pokemon did it hold? I was about to open it when the voice began praising me even more.
"You are perfect. You will be the spark that will bring about a new age. You are Steven Winston, aged 25. The pokeball you hold contains a Beldum, an experimental Pokemon. It is yours to use. Now, it is time to finish the examination."
I suddenly felt my body go heavy again, and I fell to the floor, the pokeball rolling away from me, my eyes staring as the ball rolled away...
"Steven, he's here!"
The familiar voice startled me, and I sat up to see my friend, Norman, looking at me, excitement in his eyes. He was usually a more serious person, but he seemed incredibly excited right now. I looked from head to toe. Had something changed? No, he was wearing the same white and blue diagonally striped shirt with white pants and loafers as always. His hair was the usual low-cut dark blue, so why was he so happy? I suddenly became aware of my surroundings. I was in a hospital, sitting on a bench in the hallway. Behind my friend was a glass panel with a few nurses behind it. I stood up and followed my friend to the glass to see many babies sitting in small plastic cribs, being checked on. Norman pointed to a baby who was sleeping soundly inside a crib nearest to the door, and smiled.
"That's my son, Steven! We're naming him Brendan!" he said happily as I took a slight step back, my right hand reaching behind my back to touch the single pokeball that was clipped onto my belt.
So it hadn't been just a dream. It had been a reality. I smiled as I looked at the baby sleeping in the crib. My right hand tightened around the pokeball.
"He is the one who will surpass me..."
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And there's the prologue. I have a lot of work to do today, and tomorrow, so I probably won't update anything. Oh, and if anybody was wondering, no, I am not giving up on Two Hundred. I've been busy, and this idea was begging to be written out. I also apologize if anything about the format of this chapter was crazy. I originally had this chapter prewritten out, and during the transfer something must have happened. Also, this is an OC story, and if you know anything about pokemon, send me an OC! This is also my first official pokemon story, so if I get something wrong, I'm sorry. If I get enough time I will post something new? I don't know. (I guess I'm off hiatus?) I'll see you all later! FF