Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon! I swear!! If I did own them, I wouldn't be writing any fics about them!!
There was a time in the pokemon world, where everything was peaceful. Team Rocket was gone for good, everybody was happy, and Kanto and Joto were at peace. But then the trouble started.
There was one thing in each of the two areas that was of great value. For Kanto, it was the silver feather, said to bring forth the legendary bird Lugia if put in the right hands. But if put in the wrong hands, it would let forth an evil darkness, what it is was unknown as nobody ever tried to steal it.
For Kanto it was the rainbow feather, said to bring forth the other legendary bird, Houhou. If put in the wrong hands…. Well, you know.
Nobody ever attempted to try to steal these two feathers, to bring to the other side. But many people wanted to because Kanto believed that the silver feather was of greater value, and for Joto, the rainbow feather was of greater value. So one day a very naughty person (name unknown, he was too evil), decided that he wanted the silver feather for himself (he was obviously from Kanto.) Another very naughty person from Joto (name unknown, she was too evil also), wanted the rainbow feather all for herself. So both of them, on the very same night, boarded the magnet train to travel to the other areas. They both snatched the feathers from their resting place, and took them to their other sides. After placing the feathers inside their homes, they fell asleep.
Then the trouble started.
As soon as the silver feather was safely concealed inside a draw full of smelly underwear, a thin stream of blackness emitted out of it. The line got thicker and thicker until it had developed into a large black cloud. It made its way out of the draw leaving a burnt feather behind it, and entered the body of the male naughty person. Almost immediately, large black bumps appeared on the skin. (You've guessed what this is right? Well, for those who don't know, it's the Black Plague. If you have no idea what this is, ask somebody who does.) This plague was soon to infest all of Kanto.
Now, in Joto, the same thing happened to the rainbow feather except for two things. One, It was in a draw full of smelly bras, and two, this was not the black plague. Instead, it was something that would enter the first pokemon it saw. That pokemon would keep on multiplying and never stop. And what luck!! It entered a Muk. Soon, the muk would not only be all over Joto, but Kanto as well.
Once everyone discovered that the feathers were missing, a war began between the two sides. What was stupid though, was that the war was going on, and yet no one had even found the feathers. It is 25 years after this incident occurred that we begin our story in Joto, now barren and dull, and gloomy, and in almost every direction you see the color gray…………………………………………………………………..