The Leaf Blade Legacy
Prologue
You might wonder how it all came to pass. Six Pokemon, all united by a lone Trainer. Each chose to follow, serve, and protect each other. But how could such a friendship occur, that would form such a strong bond between them? For some, it had been admiration of their strength. Others felt respected and loved. Over the course of the years, it didn't matter how their bond had started. Now they were inseparable. They traveled the world together, dominating all that they passed. They crushed all the Gym Leaders they challenged. They destroyed all Elite Four members that stood in their way. They defeated every Champion that obstructed their path to greatness. Truly, the seven of them were invincible, Pokemon and Trainer…
Until the night of the Trainer's disappearance.
Camping in the forest, the seven of them had been asleep, just as any other night. The Trainer was awoken by the sound of something burning. The smoke was obstructing his view, but he saw the danger. The entire forest had been ignited, an inferno that seemed to be on all sides of them. He shouted at the others. As they awoke to the horror surrounding them, the Trainer told them to run north, to the pond only a short distance from them. They did as they were told, braving the flames around them as they dashed through the blazing woods.
Reaching the pond, burns covering all sides of them, they turned back, waiting for their partner to follow them. Moments passed, followed by seconds, and a full minute. And then they saw it: Above the clearing of the pond, Ho-Oh flew past, with the motionless Trainer in it's talons. In unison, they screamed for the Legend to bring him down, to return their friend to them. The Ho-Oh flew on, replying with words that they could all hear in their heads only.
"Forgive me."
As the wildfire spread all around them, the 6 Pokemon stood motionless, unable to comprehend what had happened. Minutes passed, and the fire showed signs of dying. A firefighter with a Poliwhirl soon discovered the small group, forcing water against the flames. He led them out through the forest that had already been doused. Emotionlessly, with their eyes glazed, they slowly followed him. The trees around them were charred, blackened to a dark soot. The smoke still lingered, and made it difficult for some of them to breath; However, they did not notice, nor would they have cared.
As they approached the edge of the forest, they were immediately scooped up by paramedics. After all had been checked and approved as fine, they were free to go. Unfortunately, free was a relative term. Among the group of people watching the forest burn, a Camper recognized the Pokemon that were just rescued. He shouted at the people around him, and they too recognized the famous team. Only after much chatter did a Lass ask a question to another: "Where's the Trainer?". The spectators grew silent, and whisperings started to spread. Was he still in the fire? Had he abandoned his Pokemon? What were they doing here?
Amidst all of these questions, one of the Pokemon crashed into reality. That's when something in her mind cracked. And when someone cracks in a group, the rest are quick to follow. It wasn't a crack. It was a fissure.