Prologue

The hall of Origin. Normally, if one were to set foot there, they would be amazed at the marble pillars that seemed to stretch up thousands of feet, and the statues so well crafted that they looked like they could come alive at any moment. Normally, they would gaze at the entrance, the gold and obsidian decorated doors that seemed even taller than the pillars, and wonder how they were ever built. Normally, they would instantly be filled with hope so strong that nothing could possibly be wrong.

Normally.

Not now.

Behind the pillars, past the statues, and through the entrance, one would normally see Arceus, lying on a pedestal made with craftsmanship that seemed even better than the pillars, statues, and doors combined, if that were possible. She would normally be gazing at the world below, checking up on everything to make sure it was still working, and the world was at balance, like it normally was.

But nothing was normal about this day.

The great, stag-like animal, which normally never left the platform, was now pacing around with great worry. The world was not in balance, and there was nothing she could do. She was powerless.

You can't be powerless!

But she was.

You created the dimensions with your 1000 arms!

She only had 4 hooves.

You were born before the universe was created!

She was just here longer than others.

But you're a god!

Not a god.

Just a caretaker.

The caretaker, Arceus, sat back down on the pedestal again, only to get up about half a minute later to continue pacing. At any moment, the world below, which she swore her life too, could fall apart. And she was powerless to help. All because of the betrayal of one.

Him.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Arceus winced at the sound. She knew what it meant. The pillars, the statues, and finally, the door, were being twisted into unnatural positions by a powerful psychic force.

He has arrived.

Arceus turned toward the door. The frame started to turn, making a loud, spine-crawling noise as the metal was bent. In the center, a hole was starting to get bigger. It kept on growing larger, until finally, it was big enough for him to come through.

"Arceus"

The said caretaker braced herself for a fight. "Mewtwo"

There was nothing normal about this day.

"Why, Mewtwo?" Arceus asked, keeping her eyes locked on him. "The world is at the brink of destruction because of you. You killed the legendaries, and without them, nothing is in balance."

Mewtwo chuckled. "For someone who is viewed as a god, you are quiet naïve." A sinister smile crept on his face, as he continued, "Do you actually think I would end the world by killing the Legendaries? Do not fret, for they are not dead." Surprise crossed the female Legendary's face. "They are merely captured, imprisoned and hidden. For my plan to work, I need them alive."

Arceus hesitated, before saying, "The world is still headed toward destruction, even if they're not dead."

"That, my dear goddess, is only temporary."

Boom!

The air seemed to explode, as Mewtwo unleashed his power. Arceus, caught off guard due to the conversation, was hit by the full force of the attack. She screamed out in pain, as the energy swirled around her like a tornado. She felt herself being lifted off her feet, as Mewtwo's power squeezed her.

As suddenly as it started, it stopped.

Arceus hit the ground hard, making what sounded like a hiss as she landed. She quickly got up on her feet, and looked around. Mewtwo was nowhere to be seen.

He must have teleported.

Arceus charged up a Judgment attack, preparing to strike when he appeared. I will not be caught off guard again!

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

Arceus turned at the sound, and fired. She saw the explosion, and knew that she hit him. She sighed in relief. It was over, there was no way he could have survived that.

"And again, I prove you wrong." And there he was, still standing. He seemed completely unharmed.

"But how-"

"You do not know of my power, goddess. I have managed to capture all the Legendaries, a feat no one has managed before." He smirked, "It is true that the entire world is in danger, but it does not have to be. That can be easily fixed. You see…" He started to levitate closer to Arceus as he said this, "When the Legendaries survive on their own, things happen. A few years ago, Palkia and Dialga almost destroyed all of time and space with their fight. A half year later, a human almost destroyed everything by stealing all of Giratina's power. Not to mention the other ten or so times before where the Legendaries found themselves in trouble."

Mewtwo was getting pretty close, and Arceus found herself backing up. "So what's your point?"

"My point being, that when the Legendaries are free to do whatever they want, they put the world at risk. All that I am doing is ensuring the world's peace."

Arceus' back leg hit the wall behind her. Crud. "So, how is what's happening below peace?"

"Like I said before, it's only temporary. The reason it's like that…" The chilling smile crept back on his face "Is because there is one more natural Legendary left, the most powerful of all."

The next 5 seconds seemed to go in slow motion. In the first second, Arceus charged up a hyper beam. In the next second, she unleashed it. In the third second, the hyper beam hit where Mewtwo just was. In the forth second, Mewtwo reappeared right in front of the caretaker's face.

In the last second, Arceus was unconscious.

Nothing was normal about this day.

Well, there you go! Yet another story that I really shouldn't start. This is my first one that actually has a human main character.

Note: This story takes place a little over 34 years in the future of 'current day' Pokemon, so some stuff's going to be different.

About my SufferedEmotions Oneshot that I promised so long ago- yeah. Working on that.