Faraway in a place beyond theory, beyond thought, and beyond logic, laid an ancient settlement. This settlement was the birth place of the gods of the world. They all watched over every corner of the world, keeping balance all throughout the land. As much as they loved caring for the people of the earth, they would never let construction be without destruction. Their job was to keep the earth balanced enough, so that only humans and Pokemon could truly define the future of the world.

Although these creatures were omnipotence in the flesh, nothing lives forever. Every single God or legendary is destined to find a romantic partner and have a child before death. All the legendaries were required to perform this ritual, and it was time for the Psychic Feline's quest to begin.


"Mewtwo, do you know why we have summoned the court of truth?" A deep voice bellowed from a sky-scraper tall pillar. "Yes, Lord Dialga. The ritual must begin." "Correct. Before you descend down to the world below, there are important things we must inform you about. Whe Will randomize your destination over all seven regions, so you have variety over your choice of love. Also, you shall no longer be gender less. You will be transformed into the female gender as foretold in the prophecy. Speaking of which, when you go down your personality will stay the same but, you will develop...feelings." "What are these "Feelings" that you talk about?" "You will know later on." Said another deep voice beside Dialga. "Lord Arceus, an honour it is to be in your presence."

"Mewtwo, are you ready to begin?" "Yes but, Lord Dialga mentioned a seventh region. I thought that there were only six. Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova and Kalos. What is the seventh region if I may ask?" "That information is classified, but if you land in the seventh region, you will know." Arceus hums a tune as old as time and space itself and Mewtwo is surrounded by a birght sphere of magenta light. One minute there, the next, in a cave.


Although Mewtwo was not as powerful as the other gods, she was very intelligent. The now gendered Legendary of kanto knew that they would not let Mewtwo wait an eternity for fate to show itself, so she predicted the presence of another close by. "A person. A boy to be specific. He holds great determination and power in his soul, yet, his arrogance is his weakness." Footsteps echo throughout the cave like the screech of a zubat. Not one set of steps, but two. A trainer's and his pokemon's.

Not long after I see a boy with ginger hair, navy-blue pants and a green shirt walk in the cave with his blastoise striding beside him. This may be my destiny, this may not. I guess only luck shall tell my tale from now on.