A/N- Welcome back to PMD: EOR! I don't want to keep you waiting, so here is chapter one!

"I can't," A voice said, the thunder crashing over their voice. "The winds are too powerful! I- Ah!" Lightning flashed, the figure appearing as if they were slipping from a cliff.

"Hold on, I'll help!" Another voice said.

Wait, what? How can I- "My hand is slipping! I-I'll see you again, I know it!" The voice called, their hand slipping from the edge.

They fell towards the ocean, the other voice calling. "Aurora!" Their body splashed into the water. A white flash created a bubble under the water, also making the figure's body change.

Meanwhile…

"Goodbye, son! We'll be back in a few days!" A motherly voice called.

"Okay! Bye mom, bye dad!" A young voice called. The source of the voice was from a small, average Charmander. But, the weird thing was, he had a blue tail flame.

"Alrighty, Mark. We're home alone and our parents are out. What to do, what to do…" The Charmander by the name of Mark thought to himself. Mark snapped his fingers.

"Got it! I'll go out and see what's going on."

Mark scrambled out of entrance of the cave, his blue tail flame gone. He strolled out into the rain, unaffected by the bullets of water. The young Charmander walked down to the beach, the water and wave higher than normal.

The world had been flooded with endless rain, it seemed. The residents of Treasure Town even wondered about how long it would last. A week? A month? A year? Forever? No one knew at this point, this was only the second day.

Mark sat in the soaked sand, shuddering at the feeling. He warmed his body up, sighing out a small, blue flame.

Something caught the Charmander's eye. A figure was lying on the beach, waves lapping at their body. What and who was it? He didn't know, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to find out.

Sure, someone might be bleeding or dead there, but he was scared. What if it was a trap? Mark got up and subconsciously began to wander towards the green and red-orange body. He stopped in his tracks, noticing they were alive, but not injured.

Mark looked around, shaking a bit. He took a deep breath, then grabbed hold of the green arms.

The Charmander dragged the body up the stairs, through Treasure Town, and to Sharpedo Bluff. Mark stepped through the entrance, and sealed the top. He set the body in his nest then looked at the boards that covered the gaping holes in the cavern. Mark turned back to the body, snapping out of his gaze.

He sucked in a breath of air then puffed outwards, a small flame landing on the tip of his tail. The blue tail flame lit up, shining bright in the dimly lighted room. Mark held it to the body, which was in the shape of a Treecko.

A sudden movement caused Mark to jump away, his flame growing larger. The body of the Treecko stirred, their arms moving to push them upwards.

The Treecko got to a comfortable position where they were sitting, a paw to their head.

"Ah… My head hurts so bad…" They groaned. Then the Treecko looked around, taking in the scene.

"Wait, who and where am I?"

What a cliff hanger! Sorry this was a bit short, but I haven't written in a bit. Make sure to review, favorite and follow this story if possible! Check in with the next chapter, where more stuff happens.