When Dark Falls
Prologue
20th May 2005
"Get in there and learn it boy, or aren't you a martial artist?" a large man in a dingy gray gi pushed a small boy into a large pit. This wasn't the first time it had happened. The third actually, but once was bad enough. Genma Saotome was not the smartest man around, and lacked much in the realm of logic. Genma had recently come across the training scroll for an unbeatable art, the Neko-ken. He chuckled as he thought about it. Finally, he and Tendo would be free from their damned master. So thinking, he went to the nearest town for a drink to celebrate the end of the dreaded master of Anything Goes Martial Arts.
In the pit, the small boy, Ranma Saotome, was beset with starved cats ripping at him and at the smell of fish on him. The boy felt pain, unbearable pain; despair, depression, anger, intense negative emotions springing forth from the well of pain in him. Subconsciously, he channeled his ki through his body. Looking upward at the opening that was his gateway to freedom, his desire to escape coupled with his intense negative emotions channeling his ki, and an astounding jump of 40 FEET landed him near his pack which he hurriedly pulled on, wanting to get away as fast as possible.
Unfortunately, when he jumped many of the cats were still on him, and had come out of the dreaded pit with him and continued attacking him as he pulled on his pack. With the moon at its fullest, Ranma had more light to work with and did his best to evade the attacks of the enraged felines. For some strange cosmic sized reason, evading and trying to counter attack moved him in a series of seals never seen before on earth, and suddenly pulled at Ranma. An instant later, Ranma Saotome was gone.
In another realm, far up in the night sky, 10 large forms gathered. It was a bi-annual gathering they had, in which they discussed the happenings in their world, namely the Pokemon world. As happened every 50 years, the mystical flows around them changed, but they'd known for so long, that they didn't pay any attention to it.
Reacting to a portal in another realm, the mystic energies combined with trace elements of the legendaries power and eventually formed another portal. However it was only after they'd left that the exit portal took shape at ground level, dropping a bruised and battered shape on the ground. It didn't move, and wouldn't for a while yet.