A/N: Hey everybody it's InfiniteImmunity here! It has been quite a few years since I last posted anything to FanFiction and a lot has changed. The last time I posted I was just starting college and now when I post this, I have actually graduated from college. I actually have a degree. Not in writing or English of course, but someone saw fit to say "Yeah, he's done all he needs to, let's give him a slip of paper that he paid shit tons of cash for." and give me a slip of paper I slaved for 5 years to earn. Well either way, I always thought about my unfinished story here on this site and that I wanted to continue and finish it, but of course, 5 years away meant a lot, and I mean a LOT has changed with the Pokémon Universe. X and Y, OR and AS, the new anime series and specials, Amourshipping, Mega Evolution and a whole litany of different things. I didn't feel like my old story would be able to do all this new content justice, so I decided to start from scratch.

For those of you who actually liked Aura's Legacy and were waiting for these 4 1/2 years for an update (If so, I give you some massive props for being that patient), I thank you seriously from the bottom of my heart, but it won't be continued. I'm moving onto this new story that I have actually storyboarded and that I actually have a general outline for what I want to happen! I know, what a concept, but I think I'll really be able to deliver with this one, and you guys are in for an amazing and emotional journey. At least, I hope so.

So without further ado, join me, InfiniteImmunity, in the epic tale of Destiny's Chosen! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon in any way, shape, or form! This story is purely a work of fiction based on the already existing universe! All rights belong to Satoshi Tajiri, The Pokémon Company, Gamefreak, and Nintendo!

PROLOGUE

A World Stained by Blood and Fire

The Pokémon world is an astounding place, is it not? There is nowhere else quite like it. The air is clean, the water clear as crystal, the forests and fields teeming with life. Only in this place can you see people and wonderful creatures called Pokémon working together, co-existing peacefully. To see this camaraderie and friendship even makes true cynics hope for a better tomorrow. Humanity is, however, consistent… peace is a fleeting thing for us. We love our wars, our technology, our possessions; we fight in the name of our gods and leaders for no more reason than to prove a point or to "protect" ourselves from outside threat, preferring to lash out at those who are different than us rather than to understand. Accept. Love. Even the Pokémon world has not been spared from humanity's influence, for all its wonder and charm.

In time past humans fought each other often and violently, dragging Pokémon into the conflict whether they wished to or not. Pokémon have been used as assassins, as soldiers, as hostages… and always at the end of these long and bloody conflicts there are no victors, only pain and sorrow. Wars like the Unovian Revolutionary War, the Kanto-Johto Blood Conflict, and even more ancient and famous, the three thousand year old Great War of Kalos, all worse than the last, only caused needless loss of life and destroyed the lives of people and Pokémon alike. Those days, thankfully, have been left behind as humanity has entered a long and unprecedented period of peace, bringing many technological advances. Some researchers have been calling this period a Golden Age, marveling at how far society has come, and how happy and peaceful the state of the world is. There have been no more conflicts, no more war. People prefer to engage in Pokémon battles with friends and in tournaments rather than engage friends and Pokémon on the battlefield. Peace has finally been achieved after struggling for so long and all people and creatures expect it to last forever.

Humanity is, however, consistent…

And a horrible darkness is approaching this peace ridden world.

THE HALL OF ORIGIN
Location Unknown
Time Unknown

"No… this destruction… this cannot be!" A vast wasteland lay before the sight of the Alpha Pokémon, littered with debris and corpses. The sky was a tawny orange color, tinted by the dust and flames which could be seen for miles around; The grass beneath His majestic hooves stained red with the blood of countless innocent victims… but "victims of what?" He wondered to himself. Despite being all powerful and omniscient, He could not see what the cause of this catastrophe was, and this fact was what disturbed Him the most.

Suddenly, a foul presence broke Him out of his trance.

"What!? This feeling… how could I not have sensed it before now? It is almost as if it has just appeared out of nothingness!" He narrowed his gaze and looked into the distance. "The source of this presence seems to be coming from the destroyed city up ahead." He looked around him once more, taking in the sight of so many corpses that littered what was once a beautiful pasture. "I must discover what caused this wanton destruction. I must find WHO did this. They shall face my wrath for ending the lives of so many of my children, man and Pokémon alike."

Arceus began his journey towards the city, walking through the fields and pastures. He could not take more than a few steps before having to carefully navigate over the litany of bodies that littered the ground. Any normal man or beast would retch at the sight of this carnage, let alone the smell, but Arceus was no mere being. He was a divine, almighty being who has witnessed His fair share of death and destruction over the eons.

As He continued down the path, he noticed something odd. It was unusual to say the least. At the moment He first witnessed the Blood Fields, he was too overcome by grief and despair to notice, but now that He was more alert He noticed a similarity shared by every body that lay still: They all appeared as though they were running. Running away from the city.

Arceus furrowed his brow. "They all appear to have been fleeing from this human city when they were struck down." He mused to himself. "But why? And what caused this hysteria in the first place?"

Lost in His thoughts, the almighty Pokémon almost missed the entrance sign to the city.

"Lumiose City… I see. This was one of the greatest cities man had created. To be reduced to rubble and ash like this… I fear to see what could be the cause."

Almost like lightning, His senses began detecting a most foul evil permeating throughout the city. From above to below, to in front of and behind, the God of the Pokémon world found Himself completely surrounded on all sides. His mind began racing. Whatever this presence was, it was not hostile to Him… yet. Arceus decided to use this time to travel deeper into the heart of the ruined Lumiose City towards the only structure still somewhat standing, the Lumiose Tower. The landmark that gave the City of Light it's namesake. Even with all the danger He found himself in, He could not help but feel a sense of pride in the standing tower. Apparently, some form of bastion still remained despite the attack on the city. The humans had made something quite remarkable and his was proud for his children, like any parent would be.

"… If you keep going that way… you'll see something you wish you hadn't…"

Arceus snapped around immediately at the sound of the voice. It was very jovial and did not match the surroundings at all. Something about this unnerved Him.

"Who goes there!? Show yourself demon!"

"Hehehe… oh come now, is that any way to greet your guests? Talk about no manners!"

Arceus's face darkened. This voice was taunting him? HIM!? "I do not know what manner of being you are, or if what has happened to this place is your responsibility, but know this cretin… I will not be toyed with! I AM GOD!" His bellow rebounded off the rubble and echoed all around. If there were any survivors left, they would have been able to hear His roar from miles away. "Toy with my patience and you will quickly find yourself in a place worse than even the Distortion World!"

"Sheesh ok ok… Just forget I said anything! Just don't blame me for whatever might happen up ahead at the tower… hehehehehe!"

Just as quickly as the voice appeared, it vanished, leaving only its cryptic message behind.

"I will be the judge of that, little one."

Determined now more than ever, Arceus broke into a full run towards the tower. Something about that voice put Him on edge; despite sounding carefree and noncommittal about its words, they still carried a weight with them. Words that He felt should not be taken lightly.

"Something is wrong… This feeling of foreboding will not go away. But, why would I regret my decision to journey onward? What sort of game is being played here? I must find—"

Arceus stopped dead in his tracks and could no longer think. He had arrived at the tower and was met with a scene he wished he had never witnessed. Something awful, something He never imagined was possible. There on the tower, pinned by dark rods to the front to prevent from escaping or falling off were his sons. His first sons. The ones who he loved and cared for more than anything He had before.

"W-what is this…? Dialga? Palkia? Giratina? How… how can this be!?"

He couldn't believe it. His beloved sons, dead. Dead and left for rot, where all who passed by could see and be reminded that not even the children of Arceus were safe from the fate of this city.

"No… NO!" Arceus let out an anguish filled cry that filled the orange sky above. What was already a miserable sight became worse from the anguish that was being released. The anguish of a father who has lost his children.

"Ehehehehe! I warned you, that I did!" The voice cackled throughout the area. "But of course, God won't listen because he's, well, God! Why should he? I'm sure in that infallible head of yours you already knew exactly what was going to happen! Of course! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Feeling more grief than He ever had in his long life, Arceus finally boiled over into an uncontrollable rage. "YOU FOOL! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? YOU WILL FACE MY WRATH AND PAY FOR YOUR SINS! REVEAL YOURSELF!"

"Aw but that would just ruin all of the fun!"

"IS THIS NOTHING BUT A GAME TO YOU!?

A moment of silence passed, as if the voice was carefully thinking about its answer.

"Of course not, I'm deadly serious."

Arceus was shocked out of his rage by the sudden shift in tone. The voice had just gone from taunting him to declaring its seriousness. It was at this moment that He noticed the venom dripping off of the voice's every word. It sounded truly… sinister.

No matter how hard He tried, Arceus was not able to pinpoint exactly where the voice was coming from. His frustration grew until he could no longer stand the mystery. "You… where are you!? I grow tired of this game of hide and seek!"

"What a coincidence, so am I."

The voice spoke without betraying any emotion to the deity in front of it. Arceus would have appreciated that skill more under different circumstances. Being able to hide anything from the Alpha Pokémon, form, location, or emotion, was an incredible feat in of itself, but that was irrelevant now. The voice was taking shape in from of Him. A mass of shadow had clumped in front of Him and began twisting and turning, contorting itself along the contour of the ground. Arceus was speechless; He had never seen something like this before! Soon enough the shadows began to twist their way up off the ground, forming the outline of a body. The body of a man. Limbs began to grow from the shadow with sickly cracking sounds, like bones were being broken over and over again to form this body. Two glowing yellow eyes appeared on the head of the apparition, making it look truly ghastly, if it didn't already. When the transformation had finally ended, Arceus was left face to face with a being of pure evil staring back at him.

"What… What are you?"

"I am… nowhere. I am everywhere. I am what's left behind when forgotten. I am what's never found when remembered." The shadow man answered.

"More riddles… you are in the presence of God! Answer my question demon!"

"But if you are indeed 'God' then you should already know the answer to that question… from everything you've seen here in the city and out on the Blood Plains, you mean to tell me you haven't figured it out?" The shadow man smiled evilly. "Think… what am I?"

Arceus wracked his infinite mind for the possible answer. He thought about how the shadow introduced itself as both nowhere and everywhere. He then had a moment of realization as the answer became clearer to him. God's eyes widened as he put the pieces of the puzzle together at long last.

"You… I know you… But how? How are you here? I locked you away all those millennia ago!"

"Finally, you've figured it out. As for your answer, you can never keep me away forever. Very soon I will be free to walk among the land of the living once more, and boy do I need to stretch my legs." The shadow chuckled at his joke, something Arceus did not find amusing. "I have been feeding off the malice of humanity for many many centuries, gaining strength, biding my time for when I can break free of the prison you trapped me in. I would say in as little as three years I will finally be strong enough to create my ideal world at long last."

"You say this, but know that no matter what you try… I will be there to stop you, like I did once before all those years ago. You will fail."

"Ha! I think you'll find that I am already much more powerful than I was the last time we clashed… you stand no chance against me. Struggle all you want, you can't stop me, not this time… old friend." At this, the shadow smiled his most evil smile yet, chilling Arceus to the bone.

"You have no right to call me that!"

The shadow shrugged in indifference. "So you say… but consider yourself warned. I'll be seeing you in three years my dear friend." The shadow began to gather a dark energy and became engulfed in a midnight hued aura, one so thick and black, it felt like no light could shine through.

Something caught the shadow's attention just out of the corner its glowing eye.

"Hm? Well well… it appears we have an unexpected spectator to our little chat… I do wonder how that is possible? Well, no matter. It is of no concern to me and my plans."

At this, the shadow grew ten times it's original size, dwarfing many of the broken buildings in the area. Two enormous aura arms erupted from the energy field around the shadow, gripping onto its intended target and lifted Arceus by His neck. While being lifted into the air by His tormentor, Arceus noticed a bright light some distance away, floating and observing the events taking place.

"Gah!"

The giant shadow began pulling and twisting the Alpha Pokémon's neck like a toy. It grinned sadistically.

"Remember Arceus, where there is LIGHT—"

*CRACK*

Arceus awoke from His nightmare with a start. He was in His throne room in the Hall of Origin. Beads of sweat were pouring off of His body; He had a sense of nausea permeating his very being. It all felt so real. He then checked his neck where the shadow had broke it only to find, to His horror, bruises and marks where the hands had grabbed him in his dream… no, vision of what was to come.

He then remembered the words his brother had left him with.

"Where there is LIGHT, there will be DARKNESS."

Try as he may, the God of Creation could not sleep another wink that night… fear gripped his heart. This was the moment he feared would eventually come to pass; the moment the Darkness returned to this world.

Celestial Hotel
Anistar City - Kalos
Just after midnight

"No… Wait! Don't do it…" Someone mumbled in their sleep.

In a certain part of the world, a young man was also having a restless sleep. Ash Ketchum was not one for nightmares; he usually slept like a rock. Not one of his traveling companions, even his own mother, had the ability to wake him up from a deep enough sleep. This was not the case as of late, however, as his dreams had become so lucid he could no longer tell the difference between them and reality most nights.

"NO!" Ash screamed as he flung himself out of his bed and onto the floor of his hotel room. He landed with a loud thud and knocked the wind out of himself, gasping for air as he regained his senses.

"Ouch…" Ash spoke muttered under his breath. "Not again… I can't keep this up much longer."

"Ash!? What happened? Is everything ok?"

"Yeah Clemont, I'm ok… well, other than my head at least. That part is hurting like crazy." Ash chuckled at his off-humor. He noticed that off in the corner of the room Pikachu was stilled curled up in a ball and sleeping comfortably on a soft chair. Nothing seemed to faze his partner while he slept either.

Clemont still looked worried. Being one of his more recent traveling companions, he couldn't say he knew Ash the most out of anyone, tat would be too presumptuous. In fact, he would go as far to say that his younger sister Bonnie knew more about Ash than he did sometimes. Despite that, he could easily say that from what he did know, he knew the aspiring Pokémon Master was never very forthcoming when something was wrong. Ash tended to hide how he felt or if something was bothering him to spare his friends from what he would call "silly things". Clemont wasn't buying it this time.

"Was it another nightmare Ash? You've been having them for a few days now… I'm worried about you." Clemont spoke softly.

Ash stopped chuckling and froze, his face now unreadable. He looked to the side and into the distance, almost like he was viewing some far off event.

"So… you knew huh?"

"You've been tossing in your sleep for the last three or four nights. It isn't like you so I knew something must have been wrong. Some nights you even mumbled in your sleep… you can tell me what's going on. You're like a brother to me now, and I want to be able to help!"

The determination in Clemont's eyes warmed Ash's heart. He felt a close kinship with the lemon haired gym leader too, having been traveling together now for many months. Perhaps he could open up to him about what's going on.

Ash took a deep breath and steeled himself. "It's… nothing really, but for the last few nights I've been having these really strange and terrifying dreams."

"You mean you've been having nightmares? The same one?"

"Well that's just the thing, the last few nights it's been the same one, but tonight it was… different."

Clemont raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Different? Different how?"

"Well, the nightmares I've been having the last few days had to do with my home mostly, but the one tonight had nothing to do with that." Ash shrugged his shoulders. "I was in a place I couldn't recognize, but from what I could tell, it was a destroyed city. The sky was this burnt orange color and I could tell something awful must have happened there."

Clemont's jaw dropped slightly. That didn't sound like a very good thing to be dreaming of.

"Ash that sounds horrible!"

"Well hold on, because it gets worse." Ash gave Clemont a grave look, something he found very worrisome. "I saw… well to be honest I'm not totally sure what I saw. I could see my surroundings perfectly, but then I saw these two figures. A large white one and a smaller purple-ish black one. They were so blurry I couldn't make out who or what they were, but it looked like they were fighting. The smaller blur suddenly looked over in my direction and, here's the really confusing part, seemed to grin at me. I don't know why, but that scared me so much, I couldn't move or say anything." Ash shivered as he remembered the scene so vividly.

Clemont never realized how vivid and disturbing Ash's dreams were until now. The scientist couldn't help but want to know what happened next. He spoke softer than he did before, so soft that only someone who was right next to him could hear. "So… what happened after that?"

"Well… the smaller figure must have had a massive growth spurt or something because it suddenly grew to be way larger than the white one."

"What!? How is that even possible?"

"I have no idea! But then… then it grabbed the other guy and… and then… snapped it's neck or something. Oh Arceus, I think I'm going to be sick!" Ash almost looked ready to release the contents of his stomach on the hotel room floor.

Clemont's eyes widened as Ash finished the story, it just seemed so unbelievable! Did Ash really witness somebody being murdered like that? And so brutally too.

"Oh my word… Ash are you serious?"

"Yeah… I can still hear that sound… the horrible sound of someone's neck being snapped. It makes me nauseous to think about…"

"I can imagine… Ash I'm so sorry that thats what you've been going through. I can't even fathom the emotions you must be feeling right now, but please, know that myself, and all your other friends are here to help and support you. So you can talk to us when you go through these things. We know you would do the same for us after all!"

For the first time that night, Ash smiled. That's right, how could he forget? He had a great group of friends who would do anything to help him if he needed it. It was so simple.

"Clemont… thank you. That really means a lot to me." Ash gave Clemont his trademark grin and let out a laugh. "Man! I really should have told you guys about these dreams sooner rather than later!"

Clemont smiled back, but then remembered something. "Oh that's right… you said that you had this dream for the first time tonight. What about the other one you've had for the last three days?"

Ash looked the blonde in the eyes and shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

"Well… it's not really pretty either, but I guess I'll tell you since you asked. It all starts when I get home from some journey I was on…"

The Ketchum Residence
Pallet Town - Kanto
Time Unknown

"Hey mom! I'm home!" Ash yelled as he opened the front door to his house. He had been away for a long time and was glad to finally be back home. He eagerly awaited the chance to have his mother's cooking again after such a long time of going without it.

"Pikachu! Pika!" Pikachu exclaimed from his favorite shoulder perch. He looked just as excited as Ash did to be back.

"Looks like Pikachu is happy to be back again too!" Ash let out a hearty laugh at that.

Suddenly, a long haired brunette revealed herself from the door to the kitchen. Delia Ketchum was in the middle of making a meal for herself when she heard some shouting coming from the front door. Upon realizing who's voice it was, she rushed into the next room.

"Oh my sweet baby boy! You're home! I've missed you so much my little Ash!" Delia latched onto her son aggressively and gave hime the biggest hug she could manage.

"Ack! Mom… crushing… ribs. Can't… breathe…!"

"Oh dear me! I'm so sorry sweetie!"

As Delia released her son from her bone crushing hug, he slumped to the ground. Pikachu, having sensed the danger before hand, leapt off of Ash's shoulder to save himself. Now he could spare to laugh at his poor trainer's misfortune.

"Yeah yeah… laugh all you want Pikachu…" Ash glared at his best friend. " But anyway, it's good to be back mom! And boy let me tell you, I'm starved!"

"Oh Ash, as always you put your stomach first…" Delia chuckled at her son's antics. "Well let me put something on the stove and we can have dinner together!"

"Sure, sounds great mom!"

While Delia excused herself back into the kitchen to cook, Ash walked over to the couch and sat down, putting his feet up on the coffee table in front of him. Pikachu gave his trainer a look of disdain at seeing this.

"What? Can't a guy have a moment to relax after being away from home for so long?"

"Pika…"

Heh, yeah… I guess it's still bad manners no matter how you put it. My bad. I guess maybe I'll just lay down and take a nap for a bit until dinner's ready." Ash stretched himself over the length of the cushiony couch, enjoying the feel of the cool pillow he laid his head on, while his sore muscles enjoyed the relaxing state he put himself in.

"Pika! Piki pi! Pikachu!"

"You'll wake me up when the food's ready?" Pikachu nodded back. "Thanks buddy! I appreciate it! See you in an hour…" Ash pulled his cap over his eyes as a makeshift night mask and quickly found himself entering a peaceful sleep.

—

While in the middle of what might have been a good dream, Ash awoke with a start. He didn't know why he did, but after looking at the clock on the wall, he was glad he did. He noticed he had been asleep for almost two hours and most certainly would have missed dinner with his mother.

"Oh crap! It's that late? I must have been really tired… Hey Pikachu, why didn't you wake me?" Ash called out to his rodent partner, but received no answer back. Curious, he got up.

"Pikachu? Hey buddy, where are you?"

After giving a quick look around the room, Ash quickly realized that Pikachu was nowhere to be seen. Very strange. He was sure Pikachu had said to him that he'd wake him up when dinner was ready. Did he go for a walk? Maybe to Professor Oak's Lab to see all his other Pokémon? But Pikachu wouldn't just wander off on his own without saying anything… plus he was sure that dinner must be done already by this point. So where could he have wandered off to?

"That's really weird… and not like Pikachu at all. Hey mom? Have you seen Pikachu anywhere?"

Again, his question was met by an eerie silence. Ash called out to his mother a second time, but still received no answer. Now he was worried. First Pikachu disappeared, and now his own mother? Ash was convinced there was something wrong going on here.

"Ok, this is getting really strange… where is everyone? HELLO!?"

Silence.

"What's going on here? … Hey wait, what's that smell?"

Ash smelled an odd odor wafting thorough his house. At first he couldn't identify it, but after a while it began to remind him of the times he attempted to cook meals when he was out journeying. It was one of the reasons he was banned from cooking by his friends like Brock, May, and Cilan. It smelled like something was burning.

Ash's eyes widened in realization that something was burning in the kitchen. He ran into the next room to see what was going on, and was horrified at the sight that was in front of him.

"Oh my Arceus, the kitchen is on fire!" Ash started to panic; this was the last thing he expected to see after waking up. He realized that the smell of smoke is probably what woke him up in the first place. Try as he may, the fire became too strong too quickly and he couldn't seem to put it out as it spread to cover the entirety of the kitchen.

"Oh no. Oh no no no no no! The house is gonna go up in flames! I gotta get out of here!"

Ash bolted out of the kitchen and quickly ran upstairs searching for his mom and Pikachu. He needed to make sure they were ok and could get out of the house before it was too late. Unfortunately he just couldn't seem to find them anywhere. Out of time, Ash cursed his luck and had to believe that they weren't in the house anymore and somewhere safe, so he ran downstairs and out the front door to safety before the fire got upstairs. He ran faster than he ever ran before in his life, he didn't even have time to process everything that was going on as he got outside. The moment he stepped out of the door, there was an explosion behind him and flames shot out everywhere.

"Whoa! That was close!" Ash looked up at his childhood home. "My house… oh no, it's gonna be ruined…"

Ash began to feel tears well up in his eyes. The house he grew up in, took his first steps in, always came home to at the end of each of his adventures was burning up in front of him and there was nothing he could do. He reached down to his belt to retrieve one of his water Pokémon to help combat the flames, but noticed that he had no Pokémon with him for some reason. This was a worst case scenario for sure.

"Damn it… damn it all!" Ash had to accept that this was one battle he couldn't win… until he had a thought.

"Maybe the neighbors can help! I'm sure they'll have some water Pokémon that can put this out!"

Ash turned to run down the dirt road to his closest neighbor until he noticed something rather quickly. He had no idea how he didn't notice sooner; perhaps he was too wrapped up in his own house burning down? But now that his attention was being drawn away from his own home, he saw a terrifying sight. His neighbor's home was on fire as well. And so was the next house. And the next one after that. And then the home after that one.

The whole town of Pallet was burning to the ground.

Ash took a step back in shock and awe at the scene in front of him.

"W-what…? What's… What's going on here!?" Everyone is… no… how is this happening right now!?"

Ash quickly looked up towards the hill where the Oak Research Lab was located and saw that it was the only building not on fire yet. Maybe there was a chance to save his town from burning after all!

"Professor Oak! He can help for sure! I'm sure he's already out doing something now to fight this fire… I have to go help him!" Ash began running as fast as he could towards the lab.

While running down the road, Ash heard a strange buzzing noise that slowly got louder and louder. It was coming from over the hills to the left of town.

"What the hell is that noise?" Ash looked over his shoulder and stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth agape at the source of the sound.

"N-No way… what is that thing!? It's HUGE!"

Ash saw a giant flying airship lumbering slowly through the sky towards Pallet Town. He hadn't seen a ship that large since his adventures in the Orange Islands many years ago, and he was almost positive that this one was bigger.

At the sudden appearance of this flying vessel, Ash was confused. Where had this thing come from? And who was piloting it? Wait, maybe they were here to help? Had the Pokémon League Association sent a rescue ship?

"Hey guys! Over here! Help us!"

The ship gradually got closer to the town until it was flying almost directly over Ash's head, filling him with the hope that his town could be spared this gruesome fate after all. He was about to start jumping for joy until he saw something strange. There were canons on the front of the ship and they were beginning to move, like they were taking aim at something.

"Hey… w-wait a minute! What are you doing!?"

Suddenly, and without warning, beams of energy shot out the front of the ship and directly over the trainer's head towards the Lab. In a flash of light followed by a thunderous explosion, the ship's weapons had entirely decimated the Oak Research Lab until there was nothing left but a steaming pile of rubble.

Ash dropped to his knees, defeated and destroyed. The lab, the professor, all his Pokémon, gone. In an instant.

"NOOOOOOOO! HOW COULD YOU!? WE NEEDED HELP AND YOU… WHY!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS!?"

Ash screamed at the ship, naively hoping his words would have some effect. In his rage, he noticed a figure standing at the top of the ship, but it was too far to make out who it was. This frustrated the young man even more, that someone was capable of doing something as evil as this.

"WHO ARE YOU!?"

"The figure seemed to have turned to look at the trainer and regard him for a moment before turning around and walking through a door back inside the ship.

The last sight to grace Ash's eyes as the ship was flying away was the large, blood red R on the side of the airship.

TO BE CONTINUED

Well there you have it! This will be a more dark story, but tastefully done. I think (and pretty much everyone else on the planet) that Ash has a lot of room to grow as a character. Happy go lucky is all well and good, but it doesn't make the most interesting stories if you have a character that is oblivious to most of the things life has in store for people. And like this story, life can be dark. But life can also be very bright too, and that is my goal for this fic: to create a semi-realistic story where the characters will go through many different struggles to see this oncoming threat to the end. There will be joy, there will be despair, there will be love, and there will be death, to name a few.

The story will be eventual Amourshipping for those of you who are curious, but there will be many twists and turns along the way. Like anything in life, you don't get what you want until you work hard for it. For me, that's writing this epic, and for all of you readers, that's actually reading :p

So let me know what you thought about this prologue! What did you like about it? What did you think could have been improved on? Are you excited to see what happens next? Do you think that I should stop being annoying and let you ask your own questions god dammit?

Make sure to read and review, and ask questions if you have any, I won't bite. I'm very excited to see some feedback from you guys!

So thank you all for reading, and until next time, this is InfintieImmunity signing off! See you guys next chapter!