Prologue: Mission start!
Sandstorms brewed, sand dunes materialized, a high wind was blowing on the desert plains of Lidow...they rarely had high winds in Lidow, and Zepher was cursing his luck for being in the desert when that happens he was covering, his eyelids and his eye lids fluttered crazily. He was twenty-five years old, he wore a cape with a head dress, his right eye was ruby red, while his features were indiscernible; he started moving farther north and soon enough he reached a black mansion, it had black steel gates around it and two guards with their Houndooms were guarding the entrance. He took off his eyes as the wind lessened but didn't die down yet, and took off his headdress; he had a scar that ran through his forehead to his right eye.
"Sub commander Zepher, nice to see you!"
"Well, Slick! We've known each other for some time now, you could just call me sir." The guard smiled "Yes, sir!" the gates opened, when he got in, a sandy trail split two lanes of vegetation and flowers, these were daily watered by gardeners; past the vegetation, the building was painted light black, it looked like a castle from one of those fictional novels Zepher always reads, four pillars, ending with four spikes, stuck to the building from four sides, after the steps laid two statues to either side of the door, one of Groudon, and one of Kyogre; passing the two statues, he entered the building, inside the building a wide aisle which had much popular paintings on it's walls, marked, 'The last Pokemon', 'Mew', 'A picnic', 'The last battle', and 'Hero's Journey' to name a few; Zepher didn't get much time to scrutinize on every painting, but along the years he spent at this gang he got to see a few. The flooring was made of sparse poke balls, great balls and ultra balls; a turquoise color filled in the gaps between the different poke balls, the carpet was so soft his footsteps for a short while after he left; his leader always said "just because you live in a gang doesn't mean you don't have to live with style!" He let out a sigh of relief, although he saw this exact room many times in his years of service he never felt anything but relieved and soothed when he entered it.
The aisle separated into three different aisles locked by an electronic door, which needed a Black Capers ID to open, the system was to delay trespassers from getting to the important halls, the walls were made from hard steel and weren't easily breached, the aisles separated into rooms and narrow aisles, fit for two people, each one leading to a different room. He approached the door to the north and took a black electronic device, white was for gang member, blue was for group leader, red was for sub commander, and the gang leader's were colorless. He put it to the ID identifier, got in to the aisle, took the first room to his left, which was the gym, in the gym he saw a bunch of gangsters training their Pokemon, one was training a Cindaquil to burn an anvil, and the other was training a Blaziken to hit vases up the air with blaze kick, another one was training a Meganium to hit the wall constantly with vine whip, and then he saw his friend Gash, the group leader "Hey, Gash, where are the other subs?"
Gash was training his Mighteyna, recently evolved to master it's bite and intimidation. "They're on the Dark Chamber" Gash was referring to the room where sub commanders would meet the gang leader, Dark Shadow. Zepher nodded; "alright, I'll be heading there."
"Alright see you." Zepher left the gym and headed for the Dark Chamber, he started fastening his pace, it's been a while when they where all ordered to the Dark Chamber, it must be important. He reached the chamber, which was the last door at the end of the aisle.
Shortly after the chat with Gash, he implemented his ID and voice for recognition, the door started to open slightly, and he saw a dark room, slightly lit by studied cracks on the ceiling, two pillars were in front of him, and tiles surrounded a chair slightly elevated from the ground by a stand, the throne, he got in to see the four sub commanders kneeling in front of the throne which Dark Shadow sat on, he immediately rushed in and knelt beside them. "You're late Zepher."
"I'm sorry, sir" he said while kneeling.
"Never mind, now, to the reason I brought you here."
"Yes, sir." They said in unison.
"I want you to start our move to take over Lidow," he chuckled "we'll start by the shiny loving town, Psy Ville."
"Sir?"
"I want you to deal the most damage to them, burn their buildings, kill their residents for all I care. I just want it an attack that'll no one forget soon."
"And then what, sir?"
"You'll receive orders when necessary, here." He handed them a map with lines; "This operation will be our biggest since our war with Team Rocket, do not fail me." A weird silence brushed over the chamber, and soon, the subs silently filed out, one by one. "We better choose our group leaders now."
"Right. I hope this turns out as we hoped. What's our plan?"
"We'll come up with one as we go." The five moved out, and ready to start their mission.
Farther south, to the other side of the region, on a small village in a small house, the second floor, a bedroom, on the bed, rested Ryan Kyle, his alarm clock rang, forcing him to get up; he yawned, then headed for the bathroom, he started dressing up, he was wearing a dark blue shirt, with an inscription saying 'Pokemon rule' he wore black baggy pants, and on them he wore his lab coat, mailed to him by John's Lab yesterday, as his birthday present, he just turned sixteen and after taking four years of studying Pokemon science he's ready to join the lab. He got out got out headed downstairs, greeted his parents and ate a light breakfast, then he got out heading for the lab. On his way, he saw a kid running excitedly towards him.
"Hey, Ryan." Ryan smiled, he was Ross Junior, he turned ten last week, "look at my Pokemon, go poke ball!" he threw a red and white sphere on the ground, after that a white light came out and revealed an Espeon, which looked like a white cat, with a red dot on it's forehead, "Well? What do you think?"
"I guess you didn't want an Abra or a Medicham, huh?"
"Nah, an Espeon is much cooler, isn't that right?" he knelt down patted it with one hand and letting it like his other hand.
"Well..." Ryan said.
Yeah..." Junior replied.
"When are you starting your adventure?" Ryan asked bewildered to the reason that Junior didn't start yet.
"I'm going right now." He started running, but Ryan grabbed him before he went past him.
"Junior, where are you going?"
"To the train station" he pointed towards the direction he was running.
"Uh, the train station is that way," He pointed the other way "past the Pokemon lab, follow the yellow bricks, they were meant for you, use them, you'll see a booth, give the man your Pokedex, he'll verify you, and you'll be off, now go on before the train leaves without you."
"Oh, snap! Thanks." He started running off the other direction, beside the lab until he disappeared from his view. Ryan sighed; the kid does have some spirit, and he kind of reminded Ryan of the kid he was six years ago. The train he just mentioned was just a trailer and the bridge. The people responsible were supposed to wait for all its passengers, five ten year-olds, plus some moms that wanted to follow them. He sighed again, "Thank goodness, I'm not a Pokemon trainer anymore." He started moving to the lab whistling along the way.