Prologue: The Nameless Legend of the Old Tome
Sitting on a bed was a tall woman, leaning against the headboard. She had a pretty face, long eyelashes, pale cheeks, and soft lips. Ebony hair framed her face, cascading down her back in waves to reach her mid-back. Sitting on her lap was a young girl, no older than five, who looked like a younger version of the woman.
Held in the woman's hands was an old tome, so old that some of the text was fading away. After much begging from her daughter, she had decided to read the tome to her. After all, books were meant to be read, right?
"Long, long ago, there lived a group of unnamed Pokemon. Each was extremely powerful. These Pokemon were born centuries before the human civilization was even created. These powerful Pokemon wielded a certain element, much like the Pokemon we see today, but contained so much more. Unlike the Pokemon seen today, these did not speak their name when they communicated with one another.
"One was named Denkai. He was the Pokemon of thunder and wind, quickest of the group. His roar would give strength to those in need. Denkai was nicknamed, "The Majestic Thunder"."
The little girl smiled her innocent, naïve way before focusing her attention on the picture that was shown on that page. Depicted in it was a powerful looking creature with golden fur. Straying bunches of fur were shaped like lightning bolts. Its paws were small, but strong. The Pokemon had glimmering, amber eyes, two "half-lightning" bolts on his face serving as eyebrows. His tail was shaped like a lightning bolt as well.
"Then came Shinka, the "Blazing Inferno". He was the Pokemon of fire and ground, strongest of the group. Shinka had a roar that could paralyze anyone in fear. His footsteps would leave fire in his wake."
The girl's gaze became fixed on another picture. It was one of a Pokemon similar to Denkai. Its fur seemed like living, dancing flames. It too, had powerful paws, though this creature was significantly larger than Denkai. Shinka had scarlet eyes that, when you looked into them, seemed like fire. He had a tail composed completely of flame, and a burning mane.
"The third was Himizu. She was the "Celestial Winter". Himizu was the beautiful water, ice, and psychic Pokemon of the group. Her cry brought immense courage and valor to her allies. She was the most defensive of the group, always working on her defense."
Her stare flickered to the next picture. It was of a beautiful, blue creature with a long, lighter blue mane that seemed to fly freely behind her, like flowing hair. She had crystal shards sticking out from her furry body. Her legs were slender, the length probably giving her a good jump. Her tail looked like it was made of water, long and flowing, just like her water-like mane.
"There were two that were more powerful than the others. Together, they led the group as leaders. The female was named Minadia. She could use all three elements, along with the psychic element. The other was named Daminia. He too could use all three elements, along with the power of dark element. Both also, somehow, possessed the dragon element."
The last picture showed two gigantic, majestic birds. The first was a silvery one with rainbow tail-feathers and a golden beak. Its eyes were multicolored. The second was a black color, with rainbow tail-feathers and a golden beak as well. It too had multicolored eyes. Just by looking at them, the adolescent could tell that these two were superior to the other three.
"During the war between the Pokemon of land and water, these ethereal Pokemon left, and all on their own, created a small island far away from all other Pokemon. On this island was a cavern, leading deep underground to a small haven-like paradise. There was a pool of magma in one area. There was a waterfall in another. A spring in the last. It was beautiful with much plant-life. The sky was always lovely. Weather there depended on the overall mood of the five legendaries.
"When the red and blue orbs were created and the two types calmed down once more, the five began to bring Pokemon they believed worthy to their haven, which they called the Sanctuary of Arcane. It was their home. Among the Pokemon brought were all the legendaries, such as Mew, Lugia, Ho-oh, Zapdos, Moltres, Articuno, Suicune, Raikou, Entei, Kyogre, Groudon, Rayquaza, Latios, Latias, and many others. Among the regular Pokemon were all the dragon types. No others were brought along.
"However, when humans came along, they attempted to capture and use these legendaries, including the five. Angered, each of the Pokemon shunned the human race and left, creating a refuge of their own. While the other legendaries were able to cope with them now that they were alone, the five were unable to. Tired of being hunted down, they each forced themselves to change shape until they were a different Pokemon…"
The woman paused, slowly closing the book as she placed it on the sidetable. "All right. Miyu, it's past your bedtime."
"Aw… but Mommy…" protested the five-year old, but upon seeing her mother's stern look, drooped and began to sulk, exiting the room. Suddenly, there was a scream and a sound of shattering glass. Nozomi shot up from her position on the bed, hurrying to rescue her daughter. She knew her daughter's scream perfectly.
What surprised her though, was the point that even though the glass was shattered, Miyu was relatively unharmed. An Eevee sat on the ground where the girl was, lying, trembling from the glass that had been embedded into its skin. Nozomi stared at the Eevee in confusion. Why was the fur around its neck, and the fur at the tip of its tail a slightly shimmering silver instead of white? Shrugging it off, Nozomi quickly scooped the little Pokemon into her arms, carrying it into her bedroom.
"Miyu? Bring me the first aid kit."
My first attempt at a Pokemon fanfiction… please be nice and review, okay? Thank you. Sorry this chapter was short… prologues are supposed to be short anyway, right?