[center][color=orange][h1]Pokemon Sunrise[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][color=yellow][h2]Capture 1: Kanto[/h2][/color][/center]

[center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hhxCn96Jvp4[/youtube][/center]

Another violent storm hit last night, corrupting a bit more of the region. What was once green was either dead or blackened by shadows. There was never any rain that came with these storms, it was just purple lighting that struck across violent midnight blue clouds that carried a horrible, sickening feeling. Clouds in the horizon threatened for another storm tonight and blue crystal with glowing violet veins that had a reminiscent shape to actual lighting were cropping up everywhere.

People did two things in this situation. Parts of the cities ran like nothing was happening at all. It was part of their denial of what was happening to their world. While other people hid and did nothing, waiting for the end time to come. 

Who had the power to stop this? Who could stop it? No one knew the answers to these questions, so they either went on their daily lives. Went to work, ran their shops, pretending the storms and all of this was a freak accident and that everything would get better. But once peaceful wild pokemon were reported to be turning black and feral.

Some even had claimed that humans were being affected by this dark energy. Allying themselves with dark pokemon, with glowing dark auras. There hearts were not just filled with rage, but sorrow and despair as well.

So, who could the world turn to in their time of need? They were uncertain. In the past they would have had heroes like Red to stop this. But Red was nowhere to be found and this was even too much for Red and Red alone. 

The strongest trainers with all their experience fought aimlessly, tirelessly to push back the shadow. Either succumbing to it themselves or becoming so exhausted from the battle it broke them. All seemed hopeless at this moment in time.

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A pale hand was placed on Salamence’s blue scales. The creature was panting in pain and was slowly losing its ability to or its will to live. Bruised and battered it was beyond the ability to stand and fight. Suicine, Entei, and Raikou had all, but given up trying to tame the wild nature that had began to corrupt beyond their powers. Where was the god of all Pokemon? Was this the end of their time? Was this their end?

Entei looked back.

“There must be another way,” 

Entei nodded his head.

“What do you suppose?”

The three beings looked at each other. They were uncertain themselves. They hadn’t the answers as much as anyone else had the answers. They needed strong trainers. Not just strong physically. But strong of mind and strong of heart. Surely that would overpower this, this darkness. As Salamence passed on, he sighed with grief.

“I’m sorry I asked this much of you,” he whispered to Salamence, “Rest peacefully now.” 

[color=red][center][h2]Kamon[/h2][/center][/color]

He certainly was unnaturally powerful for a being of this plane. How had he not been consumed by his own power was beyond anyone’s knowledge? But he had not only strong will, but a strong heart. A sense of duty that was extremely powerful and convincing. 

He was already working away at trying to solve the problem at hand, but it probably would become too much for him as well. His psychic energy should have told this already, as the Abyssal Energies own forceful nature pricked at him with just as much overwhelming force as his own pressure.

He had seem to have made an ally out of a strong Legendary Pokemon as well. So Mewtwo hadn’t been taken by the shadows then surely the strong willed Pokemon and Strong willed Trainer had something to offer the world.

Out on the fields doing what he could to quell the nature of this beast, he was taken by force into a dark room. It pulsated with unusual energy at times the walls seemed to glow purple, but for the most part there was nothing to entertain him with clear sight. Beside the figures of Entei, Suicine, Raikou, and a Mysterious Man standing in between them. 

[color=pink][center][h2]Pastel[/h2][/center][/color]

What a bright and lovely image of a girl. She was certainly a vision to behold. Not only was her heart full of pure love and joy, but it showed in her Pokemon as well. All though she had not taken on the duty and responsibility of quelling the shadows herself, her song inspired others, and gave them hope. Watching her Pokemon lifted their hearts. 

She seemed unphased by the whole ordeal. She has strong will, a strong heart, and great strength. That was evident. The fact she could choose to laugh and be happy in such a relentless time showed someone who was fearless and quite powerful for her age.

She would be a perfect for this adventure, her heart could certainly lift the darkness from the land or that is what they had hoped when they saw her vision. It gave them hope. Surely it would give others and carry great strength that raw power did not have.

Laughing and practicing for her next performance on the stage she was taken to the same room Kamon had been taken in. It was black, with pulsating walls of purple, and only when the purple radiated through the room with light did she see the silhouettes of a Mysterious Man with white hair and a billowing cloak. But the visage of Entei, Suicine, and Raikou.

[center][color=lightblue][h2]Roger[/h2][/color][/center]

Such calm. The man was unphased by the shadows. Which could prove both an asset and also though a downfall. If he didn’t see the shadows as a concern, then would he be willing to save this world. But he was strong of mind. They needed such peace in a time like this, someone who was relaxed and calm, certainly would ease the pain of others.

Someone they could model after. Someone they could look up to. His knowledge about the world would certainly be useful in many things. Perhaps they could find sources of shadow in places unknown to others because he traversed this land.

It was painted with his steps. His footsteps burned the very earth he walked on. Such modest, humility, and humble nature would be helpful in saving this world from the abyss that had plagued the land. Though, was it right to chose him in such a vulnerable state of actions? 

Roger sleeping on a rock was plucked gently from his sleep and landed safely in the black room with everyone else. When he waked, if he would wake, he would wake to the view of a blank room, that had a pulsating purple light, and a man with red eyes who stood between Entei, Raikou, and Suicine. The man uncertain looked at the three Pokemon and they just nodded.

[center][color=silver][h2]Sinis[/h2][/color][/center]

Him? Him. Surely he was a strong trainer he had earned a prestigious title in his region and was well respected for his choices. There was kindness and compassion, love from his heart that could not be expressed. But he was ill. Certainly they could find another like him, with such compassion and generosity to others?

No. Him. It had to be him. Then it should be. He could provide the word with modesty, generosity, and compassion. He could heal the wounds of others merely with his kind, sympathetic nature. His strength would help battle this abyss. Or at least help heal it. 

Should they wait for his battle? No the world real needed them now. Plucked in the middle of action, he was sent to a room of darkness with a pulsating purple light. There he saw an individual standing between three Pokemon that were recognized as Entei, Raikou, and Suicine. 

[center][color=yellow][h2]Olivia[/h2][/color][/center]

Her? But she was. Certainly not her? There was no love in her heart. There was no compassion that desired her. Why? Certainly she had nothing to offer the world. But perhaps that was far too judgmental. There was still an opening in heart to learn about friendship. Her cold nature could help the others harbor all the hatred in her body and not be consumed by it.

She would help purify the world because she understood its pain the most at this point. She was the one who could not only sympathize with a scarred land, but also empathize with it. It took one to harbor the same darkness as this land to be able to help purify it .

Everyone should be given the chance of redemption. And by healing the world it would in turn heal her, perhaps. It would make her whole and complete, she would learn the compassion that others had, and she too would be purified eventually. 

So she was taken from her prison cell into a dark room, with a pulsating purple light. A man with white hair, and red eyes stood between three Pokemon Entei, Suicine, and Raikou. There were others here as well. 

[center][color=green][h2]Noah[/h2][/color][/center]

If the other had a readiness for friendship and compassion this one is certainly simply a crooked individual. He has made no chance of changing himself. Ah, but you must be right I might be being too judgmental. He is very strong of mind. He knows who he is and makes no apologies for such a thing. 

He may not be able to purify this land with compassion or kindness. But much like the other he could certainly harbor the world's darkness into him and internalize it. He could help set the world straight by being able to figure things out we could not.

He is good with machines, a real knack for them, perhaps he could figure out what those consoles were about. Perhaps he could offer a strong sense of person to the others and to the world without having to necessarily be good after the end. I just wish we hadn’t to choose such crooked, corrupt company to travel to save this world. Not one, but two criminals.

One may be able to redeem themselves, the other seems to be enjoying their lifestyle too much to give it up. Very well though, that is your decision.

So he was taken from the warehouse, with a cup of soup in his hand into a dark room with a purple light that pulsated every few seconds. It illuminated a man wearing purple, with red eyes and white hair. He stood between Entei, Suicine, and Raikou.

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“I apologize for the unusual circumstances,” the Mystery Man pauses, “But we had no other choice. We have been looking for strong individuals who can cure the symptoms of these shadows. We have decided to put our trust in you six individuals.”

The Mystery Man’s eyes fell on the sleeping man. He looked back at the ones who were awake.

“You have been chosen to purifying the seven regions and figure out the origins of this strange energy,” the Mystery man told them, “We have chosen you for very specific reasons that make you unique. Every single one of you.”

Again his eyes fell to the sleeping man.

“This is the time, if any to, to introduce yourselves,” the Mystery Man said, “And ask me any questions you may have.”

The Mystery Man pauses, “The transferring is still a bit glitchy. So I have only been able to select a few of your Pokemon to journey with. I apologize if this will cause you some difficulties in your journey.” He bows his head and the three Legendaries do as well. 

The Mystery Man looks at all of them. Hoping for their reaction. He was certain some of it would not be good. Startled. Shocked perhaps.