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Narration 1 The few that survived the battle ran home to tell of the bad news. A force of 1,000 beaten by a group of 5 "heroes". For what would be the end of a great war, a small one started. The year was 2060 ad when the 3rd world war ended and a small holy war began. A religion was formed in the last 2 deceades of WW3 in the year 2040 a.d. It was based around a "false god" as the main religions called it. The false god appered in fornt of his soon to be preists, and told them "whomever follows me will be saved." In less then 20 years the religoin grew to hold 30% of the remaining 4.5 billion people in the world. With this power they took over france.
Soon they started to make sure that the Poke religon was the only one in the country of france. Also in the year 2060 a.d. A child was born; the child was not of this world. This child was what the world knew them as... A Pokemon! This pokemon was a riolu. The riolu was given the name of Nick and soon the years passed...
End of narration, and the start of chapter one.
8 years later...
"Nick time to eat!" yelled my mother. "Ok on my way." I yelled back as I left our make shift garden and headed inside. When we all sat down at the table to eat, a knock on the door happened. "I'll get it." My dad said. When he answered the door a man was there. "hello I'm from the tax collectors and starting today I need to go from house to house gettaing a certain amount of Poke from each home." The man said. "Oh what's it for and how much?" My dad asked taking out his wallet. "Well from what I have heard and been told it is for the campain to rid our fine country of all other religons." The man said. "And the amount is a total of 30 poke." With that my dad gave the amount need and the man left. "Dad what's poke?" I asked as he sat down. "It would be the damn fucking money they have for the religon." With that we started to eat. As I ate I felt an odd sence of deja-vu...
Narration 2
The years passed and in the year 2072 a.d. On the 16th birthday of Nick the riolu, the Poke religion took all of france, and forced all of the people to speak english or leave the country. In the year 2071 A.D. A very small fight broke out over land. Though it was solved, very easily, nobody knows why it even started.
End of Narration 2
"Ok class it's the last day of the school year until winter break is done so I'll tell you one more thing." Mrs. Oaken said. "Last year a small battle broke out between the aura and the fire clans. Both of them aruged over who would get a small piece of land, but when they were about to fight, the Poke House stepped in and picked a winner.
"Of course the winner was the fire house." said smiling. "Now class before we all leave you should-" A explosion cut of the teacher and every one was thorwn everywhere. A few students went out the window and fell a total of 7 stories... I lay on the ground with my vision fading. A strange creature approched me and picked me up saying. "don't worry prince we have saved you." The thing said as I fainted.