Pokemon. They are magnificent creatures that inhabit this planet and hold vast and extraordinary powers which set them apart everything else that shares Our Earth. Even themselves. Some time ago, a group of Pokemon banded together to form an allegiance to each other in order to dispel the Great Evil that once controlled this world. After the defeat of this evil, they spread their justice to all corners of the globe and formed an entire organization that would help those in need. This organization was dubbed "The Pokemon Exploration Guild Association" which oversees a whole network of smaller guilds even to this day.
Many new eager members are recruited and welcomed by Pokemon Guilds and are trained beyond their limits to protect the five regions of the world: Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Unova. However, our grand tale of love, loss, and hope focuses not on a fresh explorer desperate to see the world to the fullest, but rather, a seasoned albeit stubborn Guild member whose only desire is monetary gain and females.
The story of Dark the Lucario begins here...
Dark looked up at the gloomy skies and wondered what he was doing in a place like this. He was referring to the quaint little trading post of "Treasure Town", home of the Diamond Gale Guild or simply Treasure Guild. He used to be a part of the Dragnell City Guild, also known as the "Serpent's Edge Guild." He tried to remember how it looked but just couldn't recall it. Because of this ugly looking thing.
The Treasure Town Guild's entrance was nothing more than a hole in the ground with a shabby looking ladder going down it with a huge tarp that seemed to resemble a Wigglytuff. Dark sighed and looked forward. "Well then," Dark began, about to spew an outright hurtful yet quiet monologue about the guild. "I got kicked out of my old guild, demoted a rank, my crotch kicked to a pulp, and now I'm going to have this thing staring me down every time I go out. The Guildmaster's probably some weird perverted faggot." Dark walked toward the guild's entrance when he felt something under his feet. Something under his feet...
Beyond Space and TimeDark was running away from something. Something big. He kept at it until his chest stung with each breath and his legs felt broken. As he ran, he stepped on something and tripped onto his side. Dark rolled onto his back and his eyes widened as the "thing" he was running from pounced on him. Everything went black.
"Dark," a concerned voice whispered. "Dark, yo Dark! Wake up ya fat ass." Dark's eyes flew open and was face-to-face with a Zoroark. As in the one that dashed him to the ground. Dark's eyes narrowed. "Look who's talking," he muttered weakly. The Zoroark was sitting on his chest pinning him down to the grass covered ground. The fox-like Pokemon laughed and jumped up into the air, giving Dark enough time to roll away before he fell back to the ground. When Zoroark landed, Dark confronted him apprehensively. "What the fuck was that for Nero?!" Nero the Zoroark put his arms in front of him and flailed his hands. "Eh, eh calm down. I was just playi-" Dark cut him off. "Just playing? Just playing!" Dark curled his right paw into a fist. "You knocked me out for..." Dark trailed off unintentionally, unknowing of how long he was unconcious for. "Five minutes," Nero filled in, unsure of the outcome of his friend's angered spiel."Five minutes. Five fucking minutes." Dark was starting to calm down now. "By the way," Nero poked Dark's side with his elbow. "You're...IT!" He started running off in the opposite direction Dark was. He chuckled, and was about to chase after him when another member of his team, Team Demon Rush, flew towards him. Kage. When Kage the Crobat reached him, Dark questioned him.
"Hey what's the matter with you?" Dark asked. Kage was audibly panting and gasping for air. "Aron...said that...G-Guildm-master Char...izard...wants to spe...eak with you." Kage was just holding on. Probably hoping a "mystical pool of refreshness" or something like that would magically appear right in front of him. "Me?" Dark was getting pretty confused now. "But why?" By this point, Kage was wheezing for air and panted out, "some...thing about... a …. guild... relocation!"
RealityDark looked down and saw some kind of grate fashioned out of old bamboo or wood or something like that. "The fuck...?" That's when a thick plume of smoke burst out of the grate and engulfed, obscuring his vision, all the while someone was yelling "INTRUDER ALERT! INTREUDER ALERT!" As Dark coughed and flailed his arms to clear the smoke, the grate beneath him somehow retracted and he fell into a big nothing.