Prelude to A New World

by Dark Mrowlidash

Pokemon Colosseum fic. Char the main character has finally defeated Cipher. But when Nascour escapes from jailand meets up with him, Char's life changes forever.

1. Chapter One

Prelude to a New World

Note:

The main character is called Char.

The girl who follows you around is called Yuya.

Chapter One

Char was alone. After beating Cipher at Realgam, and witnessing the Sacred Ho-Oh for the first time in his life, Char was alone. Yuya had returned to Agate Village, as Eagun and Beluh (and Pikachu too) had become quite worried about her. Not to mention that as long as she wasn't saving the world's pokemon—they didn't see a reason for her to be traversing the continent with some unknown boy. In all, Char wasn't really too saddened by her leaving. I mean, she was helpful with the Shadow Pokemon and all that, but having lived his life with no real friends before, he didn't know how to adapt and wasn't really eager to learn. So she said goodbye. And she left. No loss for Char.

It was just him and his pokemon, and his hovercycle, flying at top speed through the rocky, sandy region of Orre. His destination was the Outskirt Stand, but it was far from Agate, where he had just dropped off Yuya. So he decided to take a rest at the Hotel in Pyrite Town.

As he drove through the night, he looked around at the shadows, cast by the rocks, and by himself. At the moonlight that seemed to bathe everything in glow.

It was so beautiful—he could just camp out here, he thought. Spare him the trouble of coughing up the $100, even if he was rich.

Eyeing Pyrite's lights ahead, he stopped his hovercycle, and sat down next to it. He knew that no one would dare try to rob him, as he was pretty much famous as being the most powerful trainer in Orre, so he slowly lowered his eyelids and began to sleep when—

Footsteps. Quiet, in the sand, but footsteps nonetheless. He readied a pokéball. If this person meant any harm, they would soon meet with the icy claws of Sneasel.

Char cried out. "Who's there?"

The footsteps stopped. And the figure creating them appeared. Almost as if they were stepping out of a shadow—a place that the moon had forgotten.

Long, purple clad legs, leading up a lighter purple clad body. Long, flowing, snaky blue hair framed a thin face, narrow and piercing. But the most eerie feature were the sharp, red eyes, catching the moon's light and sending it back, in shades of blood.

Char didn't know what to say. But he said what he could.

"Nascour."

End Chapter One