Author's note:
Hey everyone! Thanks for reading my FIRST story published! I hope you will like it. If you don't, hey. Not everything is perfect. Just a disclaimer, I do not own any of the material in this story except for the character in my image (SPOILER ALERT! I have 2 in this one) and the plot. Anyway, DRUM ROLL PLEASE! *drum roll* let's begin the story!
CH.1 Prolouge
The sound of rain was all the man could hear. He dodged swiftly through alleyways. He still didn't know why he needed him for the experiment. The sound of small pitter-pattering footsteps behind him indicated Shocker was still there.
"Raichu chu churai raichu?" Shocker asked, seemingly exhausted.
"Don't worry, bud," The man assured the electric mouse "We're almost there". Shocker was the only company he had now. His whole team was fainted. He hated that he put them in so much danger before. He swore he would never do that again.
As he rounded a corner the skyscraper came into sight. He stopped on the sidewalk across from it. A man could be seen in the window of the top floor. Normal people couldn't see that far.
But the man was no normal person.
"Rai...chu?" The mouse asked.
"Yes it is, Shocker. Markus Laboratories." Whispered the man.
"C'mon, guys! They won't wait forever!" Said the boy to his group of friends slowly tagging along.
"Slow down, Ash...How can you go so far without tiring out..." Sighed a red-headed, cerulean-eyed girl behind him.
"Fine. I'll wait." Ash gave up.
The group of teens had been traveling to the city for 3 days. Misty, the Cerulean gym leader, May, a future top coordinator, Gary, pokemon trainer following in his grandfather's footsteps, and Brock, the Pewter gym leader. All of them had been invited to the Tournament of The Gods, a incredible tournament of pokemon trainers that was held once a year in different regions each year. And this year was Kanto's year
"I'm just so excited for this tournament!" Ash exclaimed.
"I know," agreed May,"It's not every day you get to participate in a battle tournament like this one!"
The tournament was held by all the champions of all the regions. Lance, Steven, Cynthia, and Alder watched it from a VIP box with the perfect view. A man by only the name of Red apparently founded it. The tournament was only for the best of the best. And even then, you had to prove you were strong by facing a champion in a one-on-one battle. All of the group had succeded in beating Lance.
"Here we are!" Brock announced.
And there it was. The giant arena that houses the tournament. It was the largest pokemon battle arena any of them have ever seen.
"It's getting late, though." Gary said.
"He's right, Ash," Misty agreed,"We should stay at a hotel for the night."
They all agreed with that, so they went to the nearest hotel and stayed for the night. But as they slept, three criminals were outside of the window, listening to their conversations
"Looks like the twerps are getting ready for a tournament." a whispery, ghostly voice said
"Sounds like the perfect chance for us to strike." a scratchy, glitching, robotic voice said.
"No," a demonic, dark, deep voice snapped,"I told you, we are here to observe,not attack."
"Yes sir, Nightmare!" The ghost said.
"I had a vision that these teens will pose a threat to me later," Nightmare explained,"and i believe it."
"Then why don't we kill them now?" the glitch protested.
"Because, Missingno, I don't want history to erase itself." The minions were confused at what this meant."Besides, we still need the other man."
"The brother of Markus?"
The dark figure nodded, before speaking,"Missingno, Ghost, come with me." They nodded at the same time."We have some planning to do.