Wight: Here we go again! Enjoy. And yes, I know the fic is rated T, I just haven't gotten to the stuff yet. But here's a warning: when I start, It'll snow ball real fast. So there. Don't say I didn't warn you. Disclaimer, your on!

Discalimer: BZZ! Bzz bzz bzzzzzz bzzzz BUZZZZZ! Bzz, buzz! Bzz.

Rill: Translation, Wight owns nothing. Not Pokemon, Case Closed, or anything else that makes money and winds up in this. The loser.

Wight: I heard that!

Chapter One:

Return to Slateport

An enormous white ship cruised through the sea, slicing towards the large port city on the horizon. On the foredeck, a young man leaned against the rails, dressed in a white tee, black vest and blue jeans. An emerald wedge pendant lay suspended on a silver chain around his neck. At the moment, his silver eyes were smirking at the antics of his constant companion. "Alright, alight, calm down. We'll be in Slateport soon, Stormfin. It'll be nice to be back." The small Mudkip with an emerald streak down its back wagged its tail and squeaked and jumped up on his leg. The young man laughed. "Heh. All right. Let's get us some food. Maybe that'll distract you." Suddenly, he was distracted by a quick bark from behind. He chuckled and faced a black canine, a young but strong Houndour. "Heh. Yes, you get food too. Since when have I ever left you out, Witchfire?" The canine seemed to think it over, and then barked slyly. "Oh, yeah, fine. Bring that up. Like it was my fault you got couldn't follow us, you are the one who ate until he got sick!" The three friends walked down the deck towards the dining area, their conversation slowly becoming inaudible as they moved away.

Their places were soon taken by two other individuals, wearing unusual clothing. A young male, older than the one there previously, dressed in a blue and white striped tee, with a blue headband and pants. On the head band was a stylized A, seemingly made out of bones. His companion, a young female about the same age, stood at his shoulder, wearing a red caped garment with black ears on the hood and a volcano-like M. "I hope you have a reason for calling this meeting, Tabitha." The male growled. His companion favored him with a cold smirk. "Of course, Matt. This is the only place we can meet. After all, it certainly wouldn't look right for the Top Administrators of Team Aqua and Team Magma to meet in any of our Team held territories, now would it?" Matt glared at her, and then grinned evilly. "I guess not. Now, am I to assume you have the avatar of Groudon under your thumb, as I have the avatar of Kyogre? The idiots think that our plans are 'For the good of people and Pokemon!'" Tabitha laughed, a hypnotic but disturbing sound. "I know. It's precious. As if our plans could do anything but destroy." Her tone suddenly became serious. "What I called you to talk about though, is related. We are in the process of manipulating these two into conflict… But the legends, as scrambled as they are, seem to speak of not two, but three forces that were involved in the Origin!" "Matt's sharp breath displayed his shock. "There is another one? We must keep him from interfering at all costs. We fought too hard to get where we are. Nothing can stop us now. Our members must find and either eliminate or detain this new factor immediately." Tabitha grinned evilly, as well. "True. And when those two idiots unleash their creatures upon the planet, and realize the destruction they have caused, we will be the ones to rise from the ashes and no one will be able to stop us." The two evil Administrators laughed, then went their separate ways, to put their plans into motion.

Wight: All righty, kinda short. But it's picking up, I swear! Things are about to start, including the introduction of the other main charecters! Sweet, huh? Oh, by the way, there are about four main charecters. Some you've met, some that aren't in yet. This is not including Team members, too.