Epilogue

The sky was red, dark cumulonimbus clouds threatening the coming of a storm. Zapdos, Articuno, and Moltres were dead in their roosts, under the violent sky. The seas were turbulent; was Lugia in pain? Ho-oh was nowhere to be seen; where was Arceus? Entei, Suicune, and Raikou were dead in the land, which was empty. Pokemon, humans; all gone. Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina were in their own respective universes. They wanted nothing to do with…this.

Arceus looked down upon the earth with contempt. His eyes seemed angry, no. Saddened. What could have happened that made his earth; his people and Pokemon, go so mad? Arceus remembered what had happened to him; that it was nothing but a repeat of the past. Ropes had constricted his breathing, and his legs were flailing wildly. Ropes soon engulfed his legs as well, and he was slammed onto the ground. Arceus looked into the eyes of the most corrupt trainer he had ever seen, his blue eyes seeming to be filled with malice since the day of his birth.

"Ho-oh…he was wrong…about you."

The human boy who was proceeding over this capture was tall, with his black hair standing in spikes. His dark coat seemed like a cloak for projecting his evil intentions. Arceus hadn't seen a heart so tainted and evil, coming from such a beautiful human being. The ropes tightened, and Arceus could feel no more air. He was dying. The human bent down to his face, and roughly placed his palm on Arceus' head. Arceus yelled out, feeling a current of electricity fill his body.

"Tell the legendary Pokemon of every region to obey me! I'm tired of the opposition! This corrupt world will be mine, the world that took my dreams away from me!"

Arceus felt the electric current become stronger. He was gasping, and his eyes were closing steadily. He was the God of all Pokemon, and he was being defeated by a lowly human, a product of his thoughts, of his creations. Arceus was barely breathing; barely alive. The human that loomed above him like an angel of death was just laughing, his eyes gone mad. Arceus only saw red, not the blue that the eyes had housed before.

"Stop, Ke—Stop!" Arceus kept on tuning in and out of reality, losing his grip on everything. He swore he saw a Gardevoir looming above him, her hands on his head. A Gallade was attacking the human, its arms poised for combat. "Arceus, are you alright?"

"G…Gardevoir…no…"

"I'm sorry…this was all my fault, Arceus."

"Gardevoir, he's getting belligerent!"

The human boy pushed Gallade away from him, and started to attack with a simple sword. Gallade retaliated, and felt the sword cut into his flesh. Gallade let out a yell, and looked to Gardevoir for assistance. Gardevoir left Arceus, and then stood between Gallade and the boy. Arceus watched on, and Gardevoir took the boy's hands, kissing them gently. Then Gardevoir held up her hands, causing a bright light to engulf the area. The structure started to fall to the ground, and Arceus escaped with marks on his neck and legs. Once Arceus had left, he stayed in the sky, watching the obliteration of the land from afar. Arceus wondered what had become of the Gardevoir, of the Gallade.

Arceus rushed into space, and saw the earth's waters turn red. What was going on?! Arceus watched as Groudon and Kyogre fought, the waters becoming stained with Kyogre's blood and Groudon's gore. Arceus' eyes had gone wide in fright, and he looked to the three legendary birds, Zapdos, Moltres, and Articuno. Moltres was on the ground, its wings torn from its body and its head seeming caved in. Zapdos and Articuno were battling now, the two biting and tackling each other. Zapdos shocked Articuno with a strong current, and Articuno ran an ice beam across Zapdos' wings.

Arceus called out for them all to stop. His voice seemed to go on deaf ears and violent, bloodstained hearts. Entei and Suicune were in a heated battle, the earth steadily soaking in Raikou's blood. Raikou's red eyes were wide open, in the shock of being so easily defeated. Entei bit into Suicune's throat, without a second thought, while the latter creature dug his claws into Entei's stomach. The gore was sickening, yet Arceus couldn't help but watch his world destroy itself. Arceus couldn't turn away.

For seven days and nights, Arceus had to watch them all destroy each other from inside out. The land was colored red, now. The soil was crimson. Arceus lowered himself to the earth, and was repulsed at the prospect of walking through the blood of his creations. The age of humans had long ended before the fighting of the titans began, for pokemon began to turn on their trainers and friends, and killed and mauled and maimed all in their sight. Arceus found a white Premier Ball, the top stained with blood. It seemed to be rouge, in a way. Arceus nodded, and tapped the ball open. There was nothing but a small chip inside, which had started to play a hologram of two pokemon at play. Arceus nodded, and started to relate onto the ball his story, for when he would create the world again, these mistakes would not be made by another hand, paw, claw, or tail.

Ever again.

"I saw this world crumble, from a peaceful land of human and pokemon coexistence to a bloodstained wasteland, the oceans as crimson as their mineral counterparts. It started with a human, whom I shall only name as Ke…"

A/N: Confused? Yes, I've written the Epilogue first! I'll be working backwards; that means I've jumped to the end (Chapter 1) and I'll jump to the beginning (Chapter 2) and then write down to the falling action (Few last chapters). That'll be how I write it! Until then, keep reading and I hope you enjoy Tales From a Rouge Pokeball!