PROLOGUE

A single pokemon slipped through the shadows. The moon gleamed above him as he paddled softly through the deserted streets. Only one thought echoed in his mind…

Soon…..

Soon, he would finish the quest his ancestors had set out upon on a long, long time ago.

His lips curled up with anticipation. He had finally found it. The hut with candle-lit windows. A familiar shape moved past the window. He grinned, his eyes glittering in the dark.

A long time ago, there had been a single tribe of Pokemon. The last tribe there was on the planet, as the others had all settled down in towns and cities. He and his ancestors had spent so long hunting down and destroying this tribe. There were only two members left…..

Trembling with eagerness, he slid past a large sign and into the darkness. There would be one accident, and then those two Pokemon were all his...and his alone…

The moon shone brightly on the small town as the assassin slipped away into the dark, past the sign that said: AMBRIAR TOWN

~Somewhere, in the darkness…

A single Pokemon watched the event unfold.

Soon. Very soon.

Something was going to happen….

The Pokemon rose to its full height of five-foot-seven. Its eyes glowed…

"The death of one sparks in his eyes

And finds a foe that shares the same paralyze

Of death, of the forgotten,

Of a twisted friendship boughten….

The rise of the souls

the victims of one's dark goals..

Watching the finale

As it brings justice on this dark valley…."

The Pokemon crackled with laughter silently, and faded into the shadows….her red eyes gleaming with anticipation…..