It was a still and quiet night, the air cool and inviting. The moon hung in the sky, full and bright and looming, watching the sleeping creatures in the forest below. The perfect night for a gathering, a meeting between some of the legendaries and guardians. The location was secret, void of any small pokemon or traveling humans. Stumps grew in a circle, and showed how old they were.

The first to arrive was a small group. They carried a slight resemblance to humans, having arms and legs. A red gem embedded into their forehead. One had pink hair, coming down in four sections, another had yellow cupping in the back, and the last appeared to have a fin of the hair on top. Two tails each looped behind them, red stones placed on the flowered ends. They were Uxie, Mesprit, and Azelf, Guardians of the Lakes.

Next to enter was a pair, one small and twisted next to the larger. The large pokemon had a purple tail, three fingers and a cord like connection, leading from the head to the upper back. The small was pink and more catlike than the larger, tail longer than it's body and flattened out at the end. It was Mew and Mewtwo. They sat on a stump and waited.

Groups of Legendaries approached, sometimes entering alone like Celebi. It was a full hour when all forty-eight were present. A large white, hoofed pokemon stepped forward, the others stood and bowed at the pokemon's presence. It nodded and told them to sit.

"You all know he has awaken." The legendaries nodded and shifted worried glances. "The Crimson Dragon said this would affect both our worlds. Now, the bonds need to be created and the chosen sent. Is there any pokemon in their region with strange markings?" One legendary floated to the large pokemon.

"There have been rumors of Eevee with strange markings." Mew circled the pokemon's neck, stopping at the head. "Do you think it's them, Arceus?"

" I would hope so." The alpha pokemon dismissed the meeting, but Mew stayed. The pink cat-like pokemon wanted to stay with Arceus as he waited for the large red dragon. The clear night sky turned dark, threatening purple clouds covered the moon and circled above. Thunder rumbled in the distance as arches of electricity crackled in the sky.

"Greetings, Arceus. Mew." They glanced up to the source of the wise voice. A red firey body was twisting and turning in the clouds, letting off a harsh red glow. It's wings were skinless, only four long fingers extending from it's back, claws bent and held tight to the chest.

"Have you found them?" The legendaries nodded. "Good. I will wipe their memories and send them to the other world. You will not hear from me for a few years after that."

"We understand, Crimson Dragon." Arceus bowed, tucking one leg under his body and bending the other. Mew dipped her head and kept it there. They screwed their eyes shut, a blinding white light streaming out of the dragon before them and spreading across the regions to find the chosen.

Lightning crashed close to them, splitting a tree and setting it ablaze. They looked up, the dragon gone. The night was still again, but not quiet anymore. Cracking and popping was the screams of the tree, burning alive.