Quick Author's note, I started this story/Nuzlocke a while ago (before ORAS came out) with the intention of turning it into a comic. As such, I actually wrote most of this while playing, and it may seem a bit... bare in places. I did try to patch it up, however, so please enjoy!

Prologue: A large, black and white Absol stood at the top of the prestigious Mt. Corrnet, the center of the Sinnoh region. The creature held the Azure Flute, (which she got from who knows where), and played a soft melody onto the instrument. She walked forward, not pausing as she placed her clawed feet into the empty air. Glassy, almost crystal-like stairs appeared in front of her; and she climbed ever upward. Reaching the top, she noted that there were more steps since her last climb. The dark type then faced the being of creation, the alpha Pokemon, ruler of the heavens and all below it.

"You've gotten older." the Absol said, grinning.

"What's it to you?" Arceus growled, still retaining a regal posture, "And why have you returned to my lands?"

The Absol continued to smile slyly, "Another prophecy, of epic proportions. But I think you'll like this one."

"Fine, let's hear it. But make it quick!" the Alpha sighed.

"You see, it has to do with..." The Absol whispered a name into Arceus's ear. "Right in time for your transformation, and the Age of Space.

Arceus, now intrigued:"What did you have in mind?"

End of prologue.

Night, (who, for all intents and purposes, is your standard "Dawn" looking character), watched her TV with amusement. A red Gyarados huh? Didn't they mean a shiny Gyarados? Whose name was RedScale? The soon-to-be-trainer decided to play some Okami instead, but quickly realized the Wii system by the TV was only for display.

"For the love of... Arceus, would it have killed them to- GAA!"

Out of nowhere, and certainly not in the script, a massive headache washed over Night. She managed to stumble and trip onto her bed, and fell into an uneasy half sleep. At some point she started dreaming. Rapid fire images of flowers and forests and mountains. And some boys who looked familiar. And last of all, she saw, (and heard), Palkia.

"The Alpha sends a message." The legendary said, stoically, "This story will not play out as before, instead, Pokemon mismanaged shall be taken. And you only have the power to catch the first of an area, the ones given by destiny."

"Wh-what?" Understanding hit Night like a charging Tauros, "So this is... A Nuzlocke?"

"Arceus shall watch over you, to give and to take away. Let you use its gifts to face me, or white out of this place, never to return."

Night awoke from the dream, feeling oddly confidant. All she had to do was raise a team, same as always, and simply not let any of her Pokemon get knocked out. From there just go to the top of Mt. Cornett and defeat the Pokemon League. All before that big trip to Hoenn.

Still in thought, the raven haired girl drifted downstairs. Her "mom" informed her that Clint was searching for her. It was time to go to the lake. End of chapter 1

By the way, I wasn't trying to be Mary Sue when I named my character Night, I took a poll among my friends and they said that that name would make the most sense.