Hello, this is my first pokemon fanfic and second one overall. I never finished the other one though so I deleted it and decided to try something new. I'm not the best writer so comments are helpful but not required. I probably won't update very frequently. This is just an introduction into the world were about to enter.

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon

Around 100 years ago there was relative peace, humans and pokemon lived in harmony and all evil doers were pulled from the ground like weeds, they always came back but society managed to stomp them out every time. Then came the unese period the evil teams grouped together and set pokemon against the human race, but once again they were defeated…. Eventually more teams popped up and one managed to capture a legendary, then all hell broke wild Pokémon were fighting the team pokemon and the team pokemon were fighting the government pokemon and wild pokemon. The 7 Regions delegates through accusations at each other and started more fighting. The chaos lasted 35 years and in the process destroyed homes, lives and people's trust in Pokémon. How could you love that adorable Pikachu if you know it's brethren were responsible for your Father's death. What ten year old would do something like that? Well apparently plenty still wanted to go on a journey, it was a well known fact that bad Pokemon weren't evil their trainers were. Worried parents decided to take action they raised the training age to 13 and put a limit on the amount of new trainers allowed for cities per year. For every 30 13 year olds only one was allowed to go on a journey. Their wasn't much dispute many didn't want to set of into the world anymore and to help keep peace a new law was passed to let people keep small easy to care for pokemon outside of Pokeballs as pets, with an identification tag of course.