Before I begin, I would like to say I don't not own Pokémon in any way, shape, or form. I'm new at writing fanfics, but don't let that stop you from being a critic. Just nothing unreasonable. If you see a cliché, don't point it out. I try to work around them, but sometimes you just can't help it. Don't expect too much ahead of time-surprises lurk around every corner. So sit back, relax and take a little R&R from that dreadful reality you call your life.
Saturn sat in his office, mulling over his thoughts
Saturn sat in his office, mulling over his thoughts. His prime had had not left him yet, but his hair had grown grayer and his face more lined. He wondered if the war had aged him. The war. Every time he thought of the cause, those two children's faces floated into his mind. Dawn and Lucas. They had caused this by stopping Cyrus before the Red Chain could anchor either Dialga or Palkia.
After that, Cyrus had disappeared, leaving Saturn in charge. Saturn had tried to go through with Cyrus's plans, but couldn't recapture the trio. Mars had blamed him for it, and Team Galactic had split. Now there were two teams named after their leaders; Team Saturn and Team Mars. The two had tried to leave each other alone, until Team Saturn had a success. Unfortunately, this success had led to Team Mars' own success, one that left both teams changed forever and Jupiter dead in the crossfire.
Team Saturn had contacted Dialga; they now served him. People who joined the team had to place their hand on the Adamant Orb that was Team Saturn's success. They then vowed to serve Dialga and aid him in his fight against Palkia. The same went for Team Mars, only they served Palkia and its Lustrous Orb. The battle would never end until one of the Orbs had been completely destroyed, and legend told of those who could break them. The Chosen.
The Chosen were said to be descendants of the Pokémon Gods themselves. Saturn had kept his search for the two Children, because he knew that once they were found, this war could be over, and Saturn could retire as he wished he had done, 15 years ago. He knew Mars was searching too, and knew that the war would end with one final decision: Which Orb would be destroyed?