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Prologue

It was a calm, peaceful night, the stars and moon shone brightly. Not a soul could tell though as the lights of the bustling Saffron City outshone their magical splendor. The city was more alive than ever as a year of preparation was finally about to give the inhabitants of the city their reward. In only a days time the first battle of the highly touted Pokémon Master's Challenge Tournament would begin.

Saffron's own Silph Corporation was holding the tournament; the multi-billion dollar corporation was using this tournament to unveil their newest technological breakthrough, a pokeball that was rumored to be able to capture any wild pokémon without fail. Its winner was promised the first ever market-able prototype along with a very handsome sum of cash and the title of Pokémon Master.

The prizes were surely on all the competitor's minds, all except one. Three figures stood upon one of the multitude of skyscrapers that graced the city's landscape. They hid themselves in the shadows, a place they had grown accustomed to the last five years. They looked to the outskirts of town that showed where the tournament would be held.

"Silph Village" as the city's inhabitants affectionately called it was, if anything only showing the ego of the company who built it. To the North stood a gigantic hotel, multi-stories high and what seemed like blocks wide. The lavish hotel was adorned with lights, showing off the sleek design the company had wanted. To the East, West and South stood three large battling arenas, each open aired and capable of holding upwards of 100,000 occupants, but these three massive arenas paled in comparison to what stood in the middle of the 4 buildings: The Silph World Battling Arena. The arena could easily hold 250,000 spectators and still have seats left over, on the North end towered a magnificent statue of a pokeball with the company's seal where the button should have rested. When fully lit the bright lights even made the dazzling spectacle that was Saffron City seem like a flickering candle in an otherwise darkened room.

The three figures stood there in silence for a moment, taking in the sights and sounds of everything around them. On the far left was a tiny electrical mouse; yellow fur covered its body except for three black stripes that crossed its back, two red spots that adorned each cheek and a brown spot at the base of its lightning shaped tale. The one on the far right was a predominantly blue and black bipedal pokémon although it's belly did show a tanner color of fur. They stood tall and proud with the figure in the middle, their master. He himself stood 6'2" with a black jacket that had a hood to cover his raven hair, the jacket itself was unzipped showing a black shirt and a necklace with a pokeball that belonged the small mouse pokémon, his lifelong partner. Covering his face was a black mask so only his auburn eyes shown through. Along the left side of his face was a scare that reached from the top of his ear, across his eyes and past his lip. He wore jeans and black shoes to finish his wardrobe. They looked on in silence until the pokémon on the far right interrupted the silence.

"Everyone seems so excited for the tournament, don't they master?" the pokémon communicated through aura to the figure on his left.

"Indeed Lucario," his master responded. "They have been waiting for a year for this tournament to finally take place. But remember we are not here to win, necessarily."

"Pika pika," the small mouse pokémon spoke solemnly.

"I know buddy, I want it to be over too. We finish what we started five years ago. This time we are taking him down and no one is gonna stop us," the trainer said with a tinge of venom in his voice.

"Master, what of your friends? Will you not also be glad to finally see them again? It has been so long. They think you are still dead!" the aura pokémon responded with a sound of joy in his thoughts.

"You know they cannot find out Lucario. As of right now things must remain status quo," he explained with a cold look in his eyes. "He took my life away from me and I am gonna take it back. Let's go." And with that the three figures vanished from the rooftop and into the darkness.