Hey, this is the intro for my pokemon story, Truth and Ideals. Hope you like it! (The story and the intro)
After Arceus made man, he fashioned one in the form of a god. He was known only as The Gray One, and with his power he formed a continent, named Unova. He ruled alone, over the men and pokemon of his land, and saw all. He saw two sides to man. One loved pokemon, and treated them as companions and friends. The other, however, mistreated pokemon, and used them as tools and weapons. From his observations he thought, and from his thoughts two gods manifested. They were, while brothers, as different as black and white, and named as such. One brother, the younger one, was called The Black One. He was rash, and unlearned in the ways of the world. He was blind to the good side of man, and was disgusted with the bad side. He became obsessed with an ideal: to separate pokemon from their heartless master: man. His determination was strong; the air around him was electric with it.
His older brother, known as The White One, saw him brooding one day, and said: "Dear brother, what ails you?"
The younger brother chuckled darkly. "I have seen the way man treats pokemon," said he. "Man is the flaw in our creator's design."
The White One was wiser than his brother, but still, was not perfect. His entire being was devoted to seek out the truth. And he saw only the kindness of man, having spent time with them before. He said, "Brother, do you not see the good side of man? They are a kind people, and more good then they are evil."
The Black One was angered with his brother. "And do you not see the evil of man?"
The White One's anger was felt by his brother as the air heated with conviction. "You have heard my opinion, brother."
And so they quarreled. They fought and fought, and eventually their strife threatened their thought-father's realm. Each of them had so much conviction that two pokemon manifested from their thoughts. Reshiram, of the White, was the defender and seeker of the truth. And then there was Zekrom, the black pokemon, who sought to fulfill his creator's ideals. Together, the forces of the brothers and their pokemon nearly destroyed Unova.
One day The Gray One had enough. He went to his thought-sons and said, "Sons of my thought, why must you quarrel like this? What is wrong?"
The White One said, "My brother fails to see the goodness of man."
The Black One said, "My brother cannot see the evil of man."
The Gray One said: "I cannot aid one of you, for I am the keeper of both truth and ideals, but I beg of you, my beloved thought-sons, do not fight, for neither of you will have truths or ideals left to protect if your battle goes on."
But the brothers continued their battle, and eventually The Gray One had no choice. With his decision heavy on his heart, he formed a mighty gray pokemon, who held close both truth and ideals. He used this pokemon to cast his sons and their pokemon into Unova. The White One was cast deep into the sea, his weakest element. It is said when a man goes near him, under the sea, a torrent of scalding water shall wash them to shore. His pokemon, Reshiram, saved itself as it crashed into the desert, changing itself into a dormant stone form until the messenger of truth came to Unova. The Black One was plunged deep into the Earth, near the flaming core, where his brother would have thrived. It is said that as he slept, his dreams created the Dreamyard. His pokemon, Zekrom, was transported to a tower, where it resides still, waiting for the messenger of ideals to come and free him.
As for The Gray One, he cast away his pokemon, and sent it to a cave so that it would cause no harm. It is said only a messenger of truth or ideals may go near it. To this day, The Gray One watches over the residents of his land alone and sad.
And that is the story of the war in heaven.