DB: Ah...nothing a little copy and paste can't capture. Anyways, since CJ couldn't send this prologue to me, I've just copied it off the site to work with it. To simplify the definitions of our jobs, CJ is in charge of the plot and the story's pathway, I just enhance it with details and proofreading. We also work together to think up...
CJ: Alright DB, that's enough. Lets just let them read now.
DB: Oh fine, can I at least do the disclaimer?
CJ: (Shrugs) Sure.
DB: Neither one of use owns Pokemon or any related trademarks. They are property of Game Freak and Nintendo.
Prologue
The sun leaks in through an open window from the radiant summer morning, outlining two figures under the blankets of a large bed. The bed is in a somewhat small white room which also holds a TV, a few other appliances, and also holds doorways to a bathroom and closet as well the kitchen area for the rest of the house. Beside the bed is an end-table with a lamp, clock, TV remote, and phone all messily crammed onto its top.
The phone suddenly starts ringing, prompting the figure on the left side of the bed to slam his hand down on it thinking it was the alarm clock. After realizing there is no snooze button on a phone, he picks it up and puts to his ear while sitting up, moving his jet-black hair into the breeze coming through the wind.
Without even bothering to open his eyes, the teen answers with a groggy, "Hello?"
"Ray? That you?" The voice on the other end sounded familiar to the teen's ears, and after realizing who it is, his soft-golden eyes sharply open.
"Lorenzo? Hey!" The teen smiles, "What's going on?"
"Ray, turn to the news. Now." Lorenzo orders. With a shrug the teen grabs the remote and turns on the TV. His eyes widen when he recognizes the DMA in the Altomare Museum, surrounded with policemen while a few others took two women in handcuffs away.
Ray cusses under his breath and almost yells, "You better have a good explanation for this!" into the phone, restraining himself only to keep from disturbing the other figure.
"Those two women, they took the Soul Dew. They tried using the DMA." Ray rests a hand to his forehead, putting all of his will into holding back to volley of curses in his mind.
"Anything else?" He sourly asks.
"'The dragons are awake.'"
"W-What?!?" Ray asks, sounding like he'd just seen a ghost.
"'The dragons are awake.'"
Ray frowns, "I'll be over as soon as possible. Later." Without waiting for a good-bye, he hangs up and climbs out of the bed, his bare feet making no noise on the soft white carpet. His attire consists of nothing more than a white T-shirt and plain old boxers.
He walks into the closet and pulls some of the shirts of the away to get at the white wall behind them. Ray then presses in part of the wall, causing another part to slide away and reveal a compartment holding a golden, rectangle shaped case on a stand. Ray removes the case and opens it to look at its contents; a sheathed katana and two sheathed daggers.
He grabs the sword and slides part of it out, taking careful note of the faint gold glow before re-sheathing it and putting it back. Ray sighs while shaking his head, then closes the case before pressing the same hidden switch, which closes the hidden compartment. He further hides the secret place by sliding the shirts back to where they were.
Ray leaves the closet and moves to the kitchen, taking a post-it note and pen to leave behind an explanation for his still sleeping friend...
Gone to Altomare, short notice but desperately needed. The dragons are awake.
"That oughta do." Ray mutters to himself while leaving the note beside the fruit bowl. As hungry as he was, Ray couldn't stop to eat...the situation meant he had to leave now.
He returns to the bedroom with the case under his arms, making a beeline to the window. Suddenly his body begins to glow before jeans and a black button-up collared shirt (which is hanging open) with a long wide tail appear over his T-shirt and boxers. Setting on his left shoulder is a golden insignia; the outline of a long curved shield with a cross in the middle, both bright gold. Aviator goggles also appear, hanging loosely around his neck and bouncing around with each step he takes.
Ray steps up onto the windowsill, pausing as he looks out over the cliff his house is perched on, admring the rolling waves on the sapphire blue ocean and soft turquiose sky with a smile and a happy sigh. Hearing a rustle come from his bed he turns and sees a lucario, a female one, roll over to look at the window, her ruby eyes half-opening and still heavy with slumber. Luckily, Ray's shadow is cast over her face, shielding her eyes from the sun. The blankets slipped off her a little when she rolled over, and where a spike on a male lucario would be sat a pair of breasts...her canine form arousing Ray.
Sadly, there isn't any time for love. Ray quickly moves to the bed and pecks her on the nose before drawing the covers back up, smiling when he saw her smile and re-close her eyes. He returns to the window with his back to the lucario and the bed. He deeply sighs before leaping out the window, grinning as the wind rushes up at his face. A sudden flash of light erupts from Ray before he floats back up to the window a Latios now present instead of a human; the same insignia that his shirt had is now present at the end of his wings on both the top and bottom.
Ray's soft golden eyes look back inside at the lucario, eyeing how attractive she is and how the blanket curves around her body. He manages to squeeze back inside and nuzzle the lucario's cheek, getting her to sigh and smile wider in her sleep. Ray, the latios, securely straps the case to his back then floats back outside.
Really hoping this won't slow me down. Ray smirks. With a grunt he flies off, speeding up towards the clouds. He flies right through one, then rolls over to float on his back and looks up at the sky. He rolls again and cuts through another cloud with his wing. His smirk changes into a satisfied smile as he rights himself then takes off toward the northern skies...
DB: Ah there ain't nothing like the start of a new adventure!
CJ: Yup, and now we've got an explanation for my e-mail address!
DB: Who knows what kind of trouble there will be...well, I do, but I ain't tellin!
CJ: (Chuckles) Tune in for the next chapter!
DB: (Anime-style unamused face) Dude, you sound like a TV announcer.