Disclaimer: Do I even need to say it? No I don't own any part of Pokémon.

Also this is my first story so reviews are appreciated but please don't bag on me. Thanks and enjoy!

Also if you guys (and girls) want I might add some lemon but that will probably be for another story.

Chapter 1

I woke up with a severe headache. It took me a second to gather myself.

What happened? I thought to myself.

The last thing I remember was a bright light. I took a second to examine my surroundings. I was in a small clearing in a forest; I didn't recognize any of the kinds of trees around. I heard a rustle in the bushes so turned to see what was there. A strange creature slowly wormed out from under the shrubbery.

What is that? Wait a second, is that—

"Well this sucks" I said to no one in particular. The Wurmple simply turned and wriggled away.

"So now Arceus needs my help? Great" I made my way out of the clearing and to a nearby lake. I looked at my reflection to make sure I was myself still. My medium-length jet black hair was a mess but that could be settled later, my evergreen eyes still had 20/20 vision, and my 6'5" toned well-balanced body was still its original shape and size.

Well at least Arceus didn't mess with my looks

I looked around for the nearest signs of a town. I saw a large city of on the distance.

Looks I know where I'm going. I need to get some supplies if I'm to help Arceus.

3 days later

I made my way into town with the few supplies I got on the way. I found some Spearow bones to brush my hair with, so I looked a little more presentable. I hade washed my Black Veil Brides t-shirt and my favorite jeans before I got into town. Luckily Arceus had given me a little money to start me off.

So how many of the gods have I help now? I thought about how much work I've done over the last couple years.

I wonder if anyone here has heard of me? Wait what am I saying? Of course they've heard of me! I helped the gods defeat the Bane of Existence! I'm technically one of the gods.

I walked into the nearby Pokémon Center.

"Welcome to Black City Pokémon Center!" Nurse Joy said happily. "How may I—Oh my Arceus," She shouted finnaly recognizing me," Lord Tristen! How nice to see you."

"No need for formalities" I said " Is there any place I can spend the night?"

"Oh absolutely! Right down this street and then take a right, it's the large building towards the end."

"Thank you, by the way, if a deliveryman shows up could you send for me?" I asked.

"Sure, can I ask why?" she requested curiously.

"I sorta fell when I got here so my weapons are scattered, I asked a deliveryman to spread the word." I informed her.

"Oh okay, sure I'll let you know."

I walked down the street and found the hotel easily. As I was walking up to it to thugs jumped me from an ally.

"Give us all your money and supplies!" The obvious leader of the two said. I turned around to face them.

"Oh fuck!" The other said, "It's Tristen!"

"I don't care! Get him!" They both charged me.

"Big mistake" I said not even having to get ready for such weak opponents. I dodged the first one's punch and grabbed his arm, snapping it easily. He fell on the ground screaming in pain. Hearing his boss in such agony the other quickly fled.

"That was a total waste of my time." I muttered to myself as I walked into the hotel.

Well? What do you think so far? Am I a good storyteller or does my writing suck ass? Any review is well appreciated.

More of Tristen will be revealed soon but very slowly, he is a mysterious character after all.