Prologue: A Dark Night

Nighttime bathed the town of Pallet in a veil of darkness. The full moon hung low in the sky, as diamond like stars danced around in glittering brilliance. A gentle breeze caressed the hillsides where a lone figure stood silently in the dark. It was a man, his face hidden by the hood of his cloak. His intense eyes looking down at the sleepy town, focusing on a small home. The house itself was no different than any of the other cookie cutter houses that made up the neighborhood. However, it held memories, some good and some not so good. This caused his hidden expression to twist into a small frown. He quickly shrugged it away, not wanting to dwell on the past.

Pallet Town was the first stepping stone for many would be trainers. It was a relatively small town compared to the other cities in Kanto. However, it gave birth to some of the worlds most influential people. Ash Ketchum, who recently decided to take on the Elite Four, once called Pallet Town home. His journey's start was unorthodox to say the least, but with determination, hard work, and a bit of luck, the once immature child was now on his way to being a house hold name. Gary Oak, one of the leading researchers in the field of Ancient Pokemon has made ground breaking discoveries and is the grandson of the local professor, Samuel Oak. Professor Oak's knowledge of all things pokemon is unrivaled and to this day respected world wide. With a fresh batch of eager trainers awaiting their first pokemon, the future looks as bright as ever.

"Its hard to believe that it has been an entire year." whispered the man. Behind him, a large dragon slept peacefully. Its large blue body heaving up and down with heavy breaths. It seemed to hear him, but only responded with a sleepy growl. He chuckled, shaking his head. A harsh gust of wind rushed up to meet the lone man, and he hugged himself, as his body began to shiver. He turned away from the wind and walked over to his sleeping partner, patting the beast on the head softly. "Time to go buddy, there are just too many memories here."

Salamance groggily rose to its feet and shook off the sleep that still remained. The man mounted his pokemon and gave it a moment to adjust to his added weight. Rust colored wings beat silently in response to its master's order , lifting the pokemon and its master into the sky. It circled the town a few times, gaining speed and altitude, then flew off towards the direction of the Orange Islands just as the first rays of sun painted the sky with brilliant pinks and oranges. A new day had begun.

Author's Notes: Hello, this is my reattempt at a story I have had in my head for ages. I do hope you like. I don't have a beta reader, so feel free to offer constructive criticism, especially if its my weak points like grammar. Or, recommend me to a beta/vise versa. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy the story as much I do writing it.