Prologue: The earthquake.

He never could have seen it coming. Everything happened so quickly, no one could have predicted it. It was as if something was blocking any signs that it was going to happen. The rumbling didn't surprise him, many rock and ground Pokemon traveled through this region of Heonn, migrating north for mating season. He had even expected it, and as a result had gotten a room on the bottom floor of the hotel he was in. But the rumbling persisted, and only grew more intense, causing dust to fall from the ceiling. The quake kept growing, climbing the Richter scale like a ladder, but acting like a wave. Only an extremely large herd of Onix and Steelix could cause this, but the seismology outpost near the city would have detected it. Not to mention Pokemon everywhere in town would have felt the vibrations. But that was of no matter anymore, as the ground shook, and the quake climbed ever higher in power, causing the TV the fall off its stand, and the ceiling panels to crumble to bits. Darren could only feel sorry for the people in upper floors, seeing as how badly he was faring with this flash earthquake. He was working his way to his window, when the earthquake took a sudden leap, causing the ceiling to crash through the center of the room. He wasn't certain if his Sunflora had been able to get to the point he was at. Knowing that his Pokemon meant everything to him, he ventured back into the center of the room, to retrieve his missing friend. But before he could take one step, a sudden spike sent him crashing out of the window, and onto the ground. Darren could feel a dull, persisting pain in the base of his skull. He reached his hand back to feel the spot, and was shocked to find his crimson red blood covering his ebony hair. He felt his whole body go limp, but he could not forget about his friend. He tried to stand up, only to feel his legs fail under his weight. Finally, the earthquake stopped as suddenly as it had started .He tried to stand up, only to feel his legs fail under his weight. As he fell back to the ground, he saw a big, white blur approach him, shake the spot he assumed was its head, and leave as medics grabbed him.

The next thing he knew, he was in a bed, his mother holding his hand, muttering words of prayer. "Mom," He said, looking at her, "where's my Sunflora?"