Cyrus staggered out of the portal. His mop of blue-grey hair was a mess, and his face was covered in blood. He frantically looked around him, and realized he was in a cave. His eyes slowly adjusted to the real world's light level. He had come from a place of pure antimatter, a negative there for every positive in the real world. It was reverse, distorted. And worst of all, it was inhabited by Giratina, a Pokémon so evil it was banished to this place by Arceus.
But that was taken care of, Giratina was caught by a kid, THE kid, and taken back to the real world. That one girl, he wanted to rip to shreds. It was her that thwarted his plans of a new beginning. It was her that destroyed his new utopia, and it was her that left him to rot in that distorted world. Cyrus hated her with an unmatched fury, and she would die for her insolence.
Some thought he was evil, but that was not the word. He just strived for perfection in this universe. But people say, "Nobody is perfect," and that's when Cyrus realized that they were right. He realized that to reach perfection, Cyrus had to create a new universe, a utopia. And he tried, but SHE stopped her. Dialga and Palkia had failed, and they were captured, by the girl no less. To become a god of a new universe, he had to destroy the god of the current universe. He had to do the impossible, destroy Arceus. And only then, could he create a new universe, only then could he create utopia.
That was one year ago. Now Cyrus was back in action. After months of plotting, he was ready. He imagined it in his head, how perfectly it would go. The machines had been built, the locations had been scouted, and he spent hours researching the ancient myths of the Sinnoh Region.
Cyrus got up from his chair, and walked toward the double doors. They automatically split apart revealing a long hallway coated with metal walls. He walked down the corridor, and into an office. He could see the rocky cliffs of Sunnyshore City out the window as he sat on the chair and began to type. But he was interrupted.
A girl with red hair burst into the room. "Mars, what is it this time?" asked Cyrus. "Our contact has arrived," she replied. "Good," said Cyrus, "Now bring her to me!" Three minutes later, a silver haired woman in a purple trench coat arrived in the office.
"You must be J," said Cyrus. "Who else do you think I'd be, now get to the mission or I'll rip the contract in pieces!" "Temper, Temper," said a smug Cyrus. "I'll get to that soon enough. Just be patient and think of the riches you will soon have." "I know what you're doing,", said J. "Why are you stalling me? Unless…"
Just then, a helicopter appeared in the window, it's twin machine guns pointing directly at J. The door fell to the ground as two Galactic Grunts walked in. "Don't move," said Cyrus. "I would hate to dispose of such a valuable resource," "You promised me 900,000 dollars!" yelled an angry J. "And I always keep my promises," Cyrus said sarcastically. "Now give me a Mewtwo, or DIE!" Jay scowled. "I used to believe that you had some reason to create a new universe , but now… I just think you're a scoundrel who's thinks he's too good for this one!"