The sun would never set, the moon would never rise.

Everything has an end, and some ends are more tragic than others.

That's where this began. The war, the blood, the stars.

A twelve year old boy and his younger brother stood before the graves of someone they had lost. Their father stood next to them, silently mourning who had died.

The younger brother stayed silent, he felt as though it was his fault. He did not know how to react, he was choked by both fear and sorrow. Neither left him crying, which was strange for someone of his age.

The older brother was shedding tears, however, after all that had happened.

The two brothers now no longer had a mother, only their father. Their father would do anything to protect them at this point. He would die if he had to if it would make sure that his children didn't die before the end of this war.

After several hours of mourning, they left.

That evening, they were staying at their grandparents, their dad was packing, for some reason.

Their father called them over, and hugged them tightly, he knew that he might never see them again, and that they might never see him again.

He had joined the army.

One year had passed. The two brothers received a letter, their father did not return after a battle. He was gone.

A few weeks later, a law was passed so that only a certain amount of citizens could live in each city. The younger brother was sent north to live with some relatives. He did not say goodbye, he left before his brother woke up the next morning.

Two years later, the opposing army had attacked the city the younger brother lived in, but the younger brother had survived, thanks to the help of two friends. He and his friends left, but the night after the battle, the three were attacked. The younger brother escaped, but his friends had died.

He felt as though he didn't deserve to live. He made a decision.

It was one he didn't feel certain was right, but it was escape.

It was freedom, silent and endless, but freedom.

Death.

He held the gun to his face, but he didn't pull the trigger, he flinched.

Then he remembered.

The day he left. He promised. He wouldn't give up, as long as he still had two arms and two legs, and if his head is still there, then he would use it!

He would do something, anything at all. He wanted to help, he wanted the truth.

He wanted to say "Sorry".

He wanted to say "Goodbye".

For the first time in the three years since the death of his mother, he was broken, shattered.

He sat on the ground and cried, tears streamed from his face. He made the wrong choices, it was his fault his mother died, he had barely survived because his mother took the explosion for him! It was his fault his father had died, if their mother never died, then hie father would have never joined the army! He wanted to kill himself, but what would it solve?

He wanted to fix this, he wanted the stars to shine again over this wasteland. He wanted this scorching sun to set, what ever it took.

And for the first time in the five years since the war had begun, the younger brother had hope.

He had a life, and he would use it to help others.

Four months after that day, he was walking nearby a ruined city. A human approached him.

Another human, a scientist by the name of Eric Elm had found him, and brought the boy to his lab. There, for five months, they had worked on a machine that would allow travel between one universe and another. They would need a dimensional catalyst, however.

The professor had located one, but when the boy and the professor were heading back to the lab, they were attacked.

Professor Elm died, but the younger brother would finish this.

He would activate the machine himself.

A/N:

Its just the end of the world, Jack, stop over-reacting!

I dunno if I accidentally said that Jack built the machine, but he didn't. Also, sorry for the short chapter. I wanted to get another prologue chapter out, and I am really sorry for not getting a chapter out yesterday, I just got a diancie and I wanted to train it! Actually, two diancies, the second one was from my friend who I will now refer to as…

THE POTATO.

He is SO gonna hate that nickname xD

Anyway, thanks Dranicus101, your support is appreciated! And I made sure to include the older brother in this chapter, since you wanted to see more of him. That's what you said, right? Maybe I'll dedicate the next prologue chapter to the older brother, I think the younger one has suffered enough, right?

Oh, and I wont be able to update as often, and I fear that when summer ends, I wont be able to update at all! I will try to come up with a way to get out new chapters, during the school year, but sadly my parents are pissed due to my near-failure of last year…

Uhm, anyway…

Fun fact, the reverse realm is a name I called the distortion realm at one point, but then I realized that its called the distortion realm… Is there a reverse realm in pokemon?

Uhm, I think there may have been...

Uh, so yeah, please review!

*Teleports away using the power of sporks*

Cya!