Hello. Lodos here. Happy to see that you've decided to give this a chance. This is a story I've been working on for a while and have recently decided to edit and continue after a long case of writer's block. I don't want to drag this on too much, so I will stop this here. I hope you enjoy the story. I will try to pump out updates as often as possible. Be sure to review it and let me know what you think. Once again, enjoy. And on with the show.

Oh, and I do not own Pokemon. It belongs to their lovely companies.

Prologue

Chaos

-Mysterious Land-

Night falls in a quiet city in a faraway region, lights flickering down the streets to illuminate pedestrians. A voice echoes quietly from down a narrow alleyway. "Listen-No, I understand, but si-Can I pleas-I get the consequences if I fail. But sir-" The sound of a call being disconnected through the man's words was heard, followed by a crack as his foot crushed the earpiece on the cold concrete. "Damn it, can I not ever get a word in with him? Whatever, I just hope the plan is going smoothly in Johto for Agent Silver."

-Building Somewhere In Johto-

A large room, occupied by a few dozen people. Likely Pokemon Trainers, each dressed in black robes, their faces concealed by the shadows from their hoods. There was one man, however, who was not dressed like this. The group was circled around this lone trainer, their icy stares burning holes through him. Most people likely would have fallen to their knees or begun panicking, but not this trainer. No, this one was matching the glares, not budging an inch or succumbing to fear. He was determined to get out of the situation safely by any means.

The trainer reached into his pockets with both hands, swiftly retrieving two small, gold and black balls. A click sounded as he pressed a button on the front of each, causing them to grow in size. These balls, or PokeBalls rather, were black on the top half, red on the bottom, and decorated in small, gold stones. Another click was heard as he pressed the buttons again, followed by a flash of light. Where there was emptiness atop the reflective, black tiled floor, there now stood two monsters. These creatures, Pokemon, stood in front of their master, the same determined gaze on their faces matched their trainer's. These Pokemon were the boy's closest friends, his partners, and the only family he had left.

One of these was short, black, stood upon 4 paws, and was canine in appearance, or maybe feline. Its name was Zeon. Species, Umbreon. The second of the two, however, was a lot taller. It was maybe double the size of its trainer. Cream fur shined in the light. Flames jutting from it's back where black (or possibly blue?) fur was. He named this one Akai, the Typhlosion.

Before the trainer could utter a command, let alone blink, there was a flash of light that temporarily blinded the boy. An explosive had been detonated causing the building to shake. The explosion quaked the city in a three-block radius, causing people to panic and scream in the streets.

As his vision returned, the boy proceeded to stumble about, avoiding any falling obstacles that threatened to crush him. It was at that moment that he noticed something was wrong with the scene. Before, there had been 20, maybe 30 people in the room, but now there were no bodies, no trace of a single person even being there prior to the explosion. Then he remembered, as he had entered the room, when the ambush began, he could have sworn he saw one of the people flicker. It was now starting to make sense. "Holograms..." They were merely an illusion used to make him think he was surrounded, thus trapping him.

He continued making his way through the chaos, a faint cry capturing his attention. He realized that his partners weren't alongside him. How did he not notice that he was walking without them? He quickly turned back, retracing his steps through the wreckage.

"Zeon?! Akai?! Where are you?" As he ventured deeper, the cries picked up, getting louder. He had to be close. He sped up his movements until his foot stepped in something…wet. Looking down, he noticed a sickly red liquid flowing from under a pile of debris.

A look of despair crossed his face as he came to a realisation. It was blood. The blood from one, maybe both of his Pokemon. He started to dig through the mess and found them both underneath the rubble. "Th-this can't be happening…" Staring down at his Pokemon, he was slightly relieved to have found them. The worry and fright of something even worse happening, however, had drown out the bit of hope he was holding on to.

There was only one thing he could do. He grabbed the PokeBalls and held them out, pressing the center buttons again. This time a red beam emitted from the balls, headed straight for the Pokemon. In seconds, they would be returned to the safety of their PokeBalls. In seconds, they could teleport out of the destruction and onto the streets. In seconds, they could be in the safety of a nearby Pokemon Center, tending to their wounds.

But 'seconds' was too long. Another explosion occurred, once again shaking the structure. The trainer stumbled about, tripping over a large pipe. As he fell, the PokeBalls fell from his hand, falling into the path of a support beam. The only sound he could hear was that of the spheres being smashed. A horrible crunch that rang through his ears. His heart sank, now realizing he could do nothing. He was doomed, as were his Pokemon.

"Wh-why? Why did this have to happen?" He closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. While he cried, he heard the sobs of his Pokemon. He opened his eyes, turning his head to look. The last thing he would see would be his Pokemon and vice-versa. Their cries echoing into his head as he lost consciousness. The Pokemon continued letting out whines and whimpers as another bright flash filled the ruined area. This light felt calm compared to the ones from the explosions.

-Laboratory-

Television screens flickered across a wall, the chaos and destruction of the building being replayed from different angles on each. "Objective complete. The target has been neutralized. A shame we had to destroy such an expensive building. One filled to the brim with experiments we have spent years on, but those can be replaced." The chair in the center of the room spun around, revealing the source of the voice to another witness in the room. "Isn't that right, Agent Silver?"

Agent Silver nodded, "Yes, a simple sacrifice to remove our one and only obstacle." As he made his way out of the room, he dropped an envelope on the desk. The man in the chair turned back to the screens and chuckled quietly as he reached for the envelope. "Now no one can stop us."

-Location Unknown-

'Wake up..'

The trainer opened his eyes, looking around. There was a white light and nothing else. Sighing, he shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes. 'Are you okay?' A voice resonated from somewhere, but there was nowhere in sight. "No...I'm not okay." The trainer looked around, attempting to figure out the source of the voice. 'I understand. You've gone through a lot.' "No, I don't think you do understand. What happened….It shouldn't have happened. Because of me, my partners were dragged into that mess. They didn't deserve it." 'I know what happened, dear, but there's nothing I can do. I am truly sorry.' "Save it." He groaned and shook his head. "Anyway. Where is this? Who are you? I'm dead, aren't I?"

Spinning around, he had still not noticed the voice was using telepathy to communicate in his head. 'All of your questions will be answered in time…But for now, just close your eyes and relax.' The trainer wanted to protest. Relax? After the events he just participated in? Was the voice crazy?

Not having much of a choice except to listen, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There was one last flash of light followed by the roaring of flames. He never felt the presence of another being, not even as it was using powers to speak telepathically. Opening his eyes once more, he observed his surroundings. As he scanned around, he was slowly engulfed in flames. Within moments he was gone, and once again, there was nothing.

Prologue - END

Okay, so that was the prologue. I hope you enjoyed it. I promise the entire story will not be this dark, but there will be some morbid sections. My intention is not to leave anyone with nightmares or sadness, but I do want to leave people thinking and wanting more. So remember, rate and review it and let me know what you think~