UPDATE: 1/16/15- WARNING! CONTAINS A BLATANT GARY STU, A BLATANT MARY SUE, CLICHES EVERYWHERE, AND A POORLY WRITTEN PLOT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IT WILL PROBABLY UNDERGO SERIOUS REVISION IN THE FUTURE.
Original AN: Yay. My first Pokemon story! Let me introduce myself to this fandom. I'm Silver, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE Pokemon. I'm not sure if the story will be great, since it will be my first take at a serious story... but maybe I'll add an alternate universe where things are less serious. Yeah, that seems good. Well, I hope you enjoy!
Prologue
The wind blew quite calmly in the small town of Windyville. But, not all was so calm. A boy was running away from this calm town, for it would no longer be safe for him.
"Get back here!" A voice called. But the boy didn't turn back.
"Oh, you are going to regret this damn mistake, kid!"
But the boy still didn't turn back.
"Urgh, boss'll be so pissed if you manage to escape!"
The boy finally stopped. "What do you want with me?!"
The man who was chasing after him said in his gruff voice, "You'll find out once I take you to boss!"
"That still doen't answer my question."
"Fine, then." He got closer to the boy, and grabbed him by the tuff of his shirt.
"Let me go!"
"Like I'd ever let you go..." The man dragged the boy to some sort of... wormhole?
Where's he taking me? The poor boy thought. A portal to the Distortion World?
The man lifted the boy up roughly, and threw him right into the wormhole, then jumped in himself.
"Ach!" The boy could only say, due to him being in such pain. He could feel his body getting smaller, and hair seemed to grow out of his skin. His ears were moving up, and his eyes seemed to become large.
The man just chuckled evilly, which suddenly turned into some sort of cackle.
The void seemed to go on forever... until he finally hit hard ground.
"Owww..." the boy mumbled. Then he felt something... that seemed like sharp teeth, pick him up by the scruff of his neck.
The pain the boy felt couldn't just be ignored. It just hurt so bad...
"Hehehehehe, Master Zygarde will be pleased that it was I who found the chosen one by Arceus."
A-arceus? Arceus chose me to do what? The boy was now confused. First... he felt like he wasn't human anymore... second, the man that chased him turned into some sort of beast... third... Zygarde wanted him for some unknown reason... and finally... Arceus somehow chose him out of all people to do what?
This day just couldn't get any better, couldn't it?
The boy noticed the beast finally stopped, dropped him onto ground harder than the ground he felt when he first entered the wormhole.
"Well done, Lucifer," a raspier and ominous voice spoke through the shadows. "It seems you have brought Arceus' chosen hero."
The boy had to know what the beast who kidnapped him was, so he slowly turned around and came face to face with a purple, slim leopard.
How... how did he turn into a Liepard? I... I don't get it...
"Lucifer, stand back. I will finish the hero once and for all," the raspier voice seemed to be getting closer, until a green and black snake like Pokemon appeared.
The Pokemon suddenly had a beam coming from it's almost not visible mouth, and shot it right at the boy.
The boy winced, preparing for the worst.
The worst did not come however, as a bright light emerged from the shadows.
A Pokemon that looked similar to Zygarde appeared from nowhere. The Pokemon managed to black Zygarde's attack, which the boy presumed to be Hyper Beam.
"Damn it, Rayquaza! Always have to listen to that Arceus of yours?"
"Arceus told me you mustn't hurt the boy. I knew, you being Zygarde, would try to kill the hero, so I had no choice but to stop you."
"Urgh!" The boy heard Lucifer grunt. "You realize that Master is stronger than you, right?"
"That is what you presume. However, Zygarde doen't think before he attacks."
"Master, we must do something about this!"
"Not if I can help it." With that being said, Rayquaza gently scooped up the boy and dissapeared within a flash of light, before the boy fell unconcious.
What can I do to improve this story? Why don't you tell me in the reviews? Later.