Prologue: Unknown Gathering
Night ascended upon the battle torn beach of DK Island. Average wooden ships laid sill along the coastline. The usual winds associated with the wild jungle decided to sleep in. Stars rested within the skyward darkness with their guardian moon watched over the island. Within the jungle held the typical noises of these land's numerous predators hunting down their nightly dinner, undisturbed by the slightly smoking volcano. Another set of noise now joined the usually night sounds; an eventful celebration took place upon the beach and plentiful ships. An abundance of Kremlings stretched far along the beach, setting themselves around campfires with their pokemon companions joined in. A feast of great proportions took place; a variety of meats were prepared for the highly spirited creatures. Some groups set the mood with wooden guitars, drums, and a variety of other musical instruments. Many danced in unity, and some were the laugh of the bunch with their drunken version from over consumption of rum.
King K. Rool, the main attraction of the event, was an oversized crocodile still sporting his leather jacket and signature skull black belt. Joyously, he paraded around his underlings with a sole Master ball in hand. Kremlings around him held their own pokeballs high in a form of a toast. The Kremlings celebrated upon the ships, cheering down to their king for a overcoming a challenging feat. More Kremlings slowly marched from the dense jungle. Muddy hands dragged their recently deceased game toward the greedy crocs hungering for more food.
The night in a whole along with the cheerfulness of all the Kremlings came to a simultaneous halt from a loud crack piercing the sky. Nearby frightened birds headed for the skyward abyss. The constant noises came to a sudden silence, whispers along with the turning of heads came shortly afterward. Another sound identified as a gunshot prompted all their attention to the source. Floating out from amongst the darkened jungle came a winged alien-like being whose skin even when exposed to the fire's light remained cloaked in an eerie darkness more black than the night. The only shred of light came from its helmet-like head which radiated an eerie light blue glow in the form of a visor. This force of nature made the cheerfully warm atmosphere quickly turn dreadfully cold; its mere presence scared all the pokemon into submission as they backed away. Even Rool broke a sweat upon this creature's sudden arrival, but still attempted to keep his cool with his hand grasped firmly around handle of his loaded gun.
The being's shadow-like body began to collapse on itself, forming the shape of a human-like body. This fiend condensed itself into a solid entity; color slowly faded in with the body fully complete. Now consisted of a dark blue coloration with some darker patches, the darkness from before now merely acted as its aura prompted the flora around it to move intensely. The being seemed completely covered in armor; very smooth design in terms of plating. Upper body became thinner as it went downward, but the shoulders were very bulky with the chest protruding outward a bit. From where the waist started, a line went up the middle of the upper body before splitting off in a Y formation along with the two upper lines emitting a blue glow which indicated internal workings. One arm was normal with a five fingered hand, the other consisted of a small cannon instead. From its knee protruded spikes going upward similar to a knight. The head was designed like a helmet like before; no comforting eyes could be seen behind such dense blue lighting.
It stood there silent as the night. The Kremlings just stared with no intention to draw their blades. The pokemon as well seemingly lost the will to fight; many curled up in a ball beneath its gaze. Rool shook the stunned look off his face; a smile took fear's place. He attempted to speak the first words since no one else would.
"At ease lads…..at ease, believe these words of mine…..this demon wishes us no harm."
Rool looked around to see his words offered no comfort to the Kremlings; the profound darkness it produced made them deaf to such weak reasoning. Exhaling weakly, he shook his head to this absurdity. Stared at this silent being whom was unwilling to provide such comfort itself. Rool narrowed his eyes before attempting once more.
"Aye…..I believe the truth should have been told sooner. Lads…..gaze your eyes at the very maiden I have spoken of…..Dark Samus…..that be her name. She be sailing under the space pirate flag mates…..the same folk as you already know been scratching our back as well…,"
The being spoke in a hollow feminine tone. It's swift finger pointed in his direction caused a shiver to slither up Rool's spine, "Don't you dare categorize me on the same level as those….scavengers. Your reptiles are already hollow enough without you clouding it. Their leader and I are not….pals…..as your king would bluntly put it, we're hardly associates. What binds us together is simply one sole thing…..revenge, you be wise to mark those words in your heads…..for repeated mistakes of such nature about us will be taken as a method to make a fool of us…..and the punishment…..could be death…..and I speak for both of us."
Such words pierced their hearts, a chill went up every single croc's spine. Rool slowly lifted his hand upon his face upon seeing his underling's faces. He continued on in a low toned voice.
"Aye…..good to see you too, must I teach you how wenches actually introduce themselves before joining a rousing celebration. You be ruining the mood matey."
"First of all, I won't take too kindly to being addressed as….matey. Secondly, there isn't a machine within this very universe that could calculate how little I care for your meager…..celebration. I came to see you strictly for business, and don't pretend you're ignorant to such a fact."
"For the love of all that is good, you may not fully be like that reptile…..but you sure have a terrible temper I do say."
"For your sake….i'll take that as a compliment. Now for what they were promised."
Rool tossed the Master ball her way, grabbing onto it with one hand. The being stared at Rool for a moment before speaking.
"Is…..is this it? Is this all you so called killer crocs could muster…..a single pitiful pokemon. The dark lord spoke of you having a whole net of the!. Explain yourselves immediately!"
"Ran into some Chaser trouble; took the whole lot of em, but we…."
"I know of these….Chasers, but to lose the whole damn shipment, "Her aura grew more dense and larger. "How pathetic, to lose everything in a single attempt."
Rool now expressed anger with his narrowed eyes, his voice reaching a higher volume as he reached for his gun, "Now look here darkling, don't go roasting all my lads now….now that pokemon is….,"
"Oh don't even question it, I have full intention to kill all of you waste of carbon, "Blue tendrils encircled the ball, slowly cracked beneath her might. "As soon as this organic being shares your future fate."
"No….you blasted fool, think with your head why don't ye. That ain't no blasted common, you be holding a legend….a damn ruler of the sea you scallywag."
The tendrils slowly retracted, the mighty grip loosened along with her temper. She lifted the ball close to her face.
"Hmmm, a legendary…..pokemon you say. This is…..intriguing indeed. Reveal to me its name."
"Oy, now I got your ears. That be the legend that ruled the seas, the legend…..Kyogre."
"I see, that's worth more than the net of pokemon you previously claimed. If I had to guess….the space pirates will be pleased to experiment on this one."
"Aye, now what of me lads. Will the blounder be coming like we were promised?"
"Indeed, payment should come shortly….and perhaps weapons."
Rool leaped in the air with joy on his face, jumped around in a circle constantly yelling out his thoughts of approval. The other Kremlings clapped to the news, and the happiness their king showed off. Dark Samus merely shook her head before turning herself back for the darkness. For unknown reasons she halted her progress. She turning back to the singing king.
"How ignorant of me, crocodile, "Rool stopped his dancing. He turned his attention back to Dark Samus. "A message….from Ridley himself."
Dark Samus shot a light blue round at Rool's feet, prompting him to jump backwards out of shock where he fell straight on his back. The other Kremlings rushed to his aid, helping him back to his feet. Rool rubbed the back of his head. He shook a fist her way while growling.
"Foul woman, what was your just cause?"
"That's for not telling him about that Greninja; you think the spies foolish croc? They saw him on the roof well before reaching their objective."
"Oy, the toad be a twig. I figured the reptiles didn't need a warning."
"Hmph, well now they know. Regardless if it's strong or not, we must be more cautious than ever before. Our ideals….our vision will have us go to war against the Chasers….and possibly even the Smashers themselves."
"Aye, I know this to be true. It'll be worth it though, even if the method is the most unbelieve fairytale I have ever heard. You know of my wish, what of yours if a fella can be greedy?"
"Besides the fall of my rival…..my home….I want it back."
"A tall order, don't keep your hopes up."
"I rarely do, but for it to even be a possibility….we need more….participants."
"Aye, speaking of which….did you acquire that one man yet?"
"I recovered him, but turns out one of the Smashers killed him. I sent all i've found to the med lab on the the pirate's homeworld. They said it'll take more than robotics to resurrect the fool."
"Heh, well if those lads can muster up the equipment to do such a feat I hope he's as good as the two wenches we recently picked up."
"Ahhh yes, they are…..decent. I don't mind them, they respect my space as I respect theirs."
"Aye, glad you're up to making friends now. Fraid you wind up killing just about everyone. I too am impressed by their efforts, although I never caught their names."
"Well then….that's not my concern, if you want them…..ask the reptile."
"And whom would I ask for?"
"Ask for Syndicate…..and Black Widow."