Darkness. That was what Griff woke up to. He had expected to see the familiar ceiling of the orphanage he lived in, in Ultra Megalopolis. Instead what he saw was just darkness. Like the kind that one would find outside the safety of Ultra Megalopolis. Had he been somehow put outside the city!? That was bad... There was a reason no one left the safety of it unless they had a Poipole or Nanagadel with them...

He got up and that was when he noticed... This was not the outside of Ultra Megalopolis. If it was outside it he would still able to see the pillar of artificial light that was Magalo tower... Just Where was he? Was this a dream? Was he sent to so far way from the city that even Magalo tower was not visible!? His mind kept coming up with possibilities but then...

"CHILD OF A LIGHTLESS WORLD."

A regal yet kind voice said and in front of him.

Red light appeared coming from what looked like a prism. He did not question it. He preferred going to that strange light then staying on the dark so he walked towards it.

"TROUBLE COMES FROM ACTIONS OF THOSE FROM THE PAST."

Another light had appeared. This time, it was green and, once again, came from a walked towards it just like had walked towards the red light. Was this light Leading him to somewhere? And who were those from the past? Did he mean his ancestors who abused the power of the blinding one?

"The Lion and the Bat are wandering other lands. The prism long has been gone."

This time it was not just one light but multiple. Blue,yellow, purple and more. Making a path that he followed. He had never seen anything like that before. What were those prisms? And what was "The Prism"? Was it the blinding one? He heard grown ups make that comparison at times but still... How could the blinding one long be gone? Even when they had their power abused they became the Pillager of light instead of "going away". And Lion and Bat? This was just getting more confusing... What was a bat? What was a lion?

Finally he arrived at the end of the path that the prisms had created. And as if on cue... He became unable to move. What was going on? Why couldn't he move a muscle, even if just a little bit? Why couldn't Porphy be here too? The owner of the orphanage may have been a extremely serious person but she cared for him! She would save him from this if she was here. From this voice. This voice he did not know anything about. A voice that he now was under control of. It could do whatever it wanted with him and he would be able to do nothing to fight i-

"Calm down child. I wish only to ask you some questions."

"J-Just ask questions?" He said. He could at least move his mouth... But why did it want to ask him questions? If anyone should ask questions, it was him! Not that he would say that to the mysterious powerful voice that could make his entire body immobile... Even just thinking what it could do when angry... He would be shivering if not mostly paralized.

"Yes child. First question. Your friend fails to show up for a meeting at the promised time. What do you do?"

If a friend of his did not show up that probably meant they were either occupied or in Danger... He could just wait if the former but in this situation he would not know if it was the former or the latter...

"I go looking for them! They might be occupied with something and I can help them with it or, they might be in danger and need help."

"Second question.It's a weekend, but no one will play with you. What do you do?"

That had happened quite often in his past... So this time he did not even need to think about what he would do. He already knew...

"I would spend the weekend drawing... Just whatever came into mind. Worlds that don't exist. Characters from histories... Just making what i see in my head someting that can be seen by others. Maybe that way i have fun drawing and they have fun later when they see the drawings... Someday..."

"Third question. There is a person you like, but there's no opportunity to get close. What do you do?"

"Wait this question is just too vague!" He realized he had shouted at the voice a little and became worried. "Sorry its just... How do I like this person? I want them to be my friend? Something closer? How long do I know them? Why do I like them?"

"Interesting awnser. Fourth question.Do you sometimes run out of things to do all of a sudden?"

Had the voice just accepted his questions as a awnser? N-no nevermind that. Focus... Did he run out of things to do all of sudden? Well was not exactly sudden but...

"Yeah... Sort of... I always try to do my best. Sometimes im told to do something and i don't stop until i do it... I once spent a entire night withouth sleeping just reading three books i was told to read for that month..."

"Fifth question. Can you go into somewhere dangerous?"

No he couldn't... He would be too afraid to do so... But what if there was a storm and that was the Only place to stay safe or if he had someone with him when going to that dangerous place...

"Not on my own... At least not unless that's the only option... But if it isn't the only option ... Then no. Maybe with a friend... But definitely not alone."

The questions continued for a while longer Some made more sense to him than others, but eventually the voice stopped. Why was the voice asking these questions? It seemed so powerful, so why would it be so curious about him? Was it even curious? Or was it something else?

Finally, the questions stopped, and the voice Griff had so many questions about spoke once again "You care about helping everyone in the groups you are a part of. You are hard working. Perhaps you are too hard working at times. Forgetting to focus on other things that are importante during those moments. Yet you still do like having fun and are creative. You are Always making questions in your mind. Thinking too much. To the point of being unsure what to do at times... Someone hard working, creative and with a mind that is constantly racing with toughts should be... A Poipole."

What had the voice just said!? He should be a Poipole!? What sort of statement was that? That was the reasons for the questions? To conclude on that? It made no sense!

"Good luck and i apologize if your memories of this conversation become somewhat blurry."

And then all he could see was a green.

Lucian knew his parents would be angry when they learned he had gone explore the nearby forest again. But really they worried too much. He was fourteen Years old! And an oshawott that made sure to always keep his scalchop sharp! There was nothing that he needed to worry about in the forest! There was no wilds here that were strong enough to be a problem! (And unlike what his dad thought that was not teenager arrogance!)

STRAAAAAK!

"Argh!"

He held his ears in pain... Just what was that loud sound? It seemed to have come from somewhat ahead... Should he go there? Oh who he was lying to? Of course that he should! The Oshawott ran towards where the noise came from, going deeper into the forest to a part of it that was quite darker than the rest, thanks to the leaves obscuring the sun.

"I swear the noise had come from here... Where are you noise maker..."

He kept walking forwards while looking around. But he just didn't find anything that could have to do with the noise. Just tree,tree, tree with a weird purple and pink pokémon, tree, tr-Wait hold on!

He looked again to one of the trees. Indeed on it there was a odd looking pokémon. He approached to get a better look. Before he could make only that it was purple and pink. Now he could see that some of its body was covered in what looked like to be chitin or something similar... While other parts were covered in scales. Specially the face and chest. He then gave a small sniff with his brown nose. He had not met a pokemon with a smell like that before... Like a mixture of the smell of a flygon and a skorupi.

"Just what are you..."
The answer the mysterious pokemon gave was nothing.

"Hey! I asked you something!"

No awnser again... Not a light sleeper eh? That's fine. He knew other ways to wake someone up in case just saying words in a normal tone did not work.

"HEY! WAKE UP!"

The odd pokemon seemed to answer to that, as he moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes. And they glowed freaking blue! That's awesome! Okay, now he definitely needed to know what they were.

"Uh? Phorpy? Is that you? You sound strange today... Are you sick?" The pokemon said. Wait his mouth glowed too!?

"Nope, Im not this phorpy Im me! Now who are you!"

He pointed his arm at the purple and pink stranger. Said stranger seemed to finally get fully awake as he looked at him for a moment before...

"AAAAAAAAAAH! BEAST! UNKNOW BEAST! HELP SOMEONE!"