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Swiftly triple-checking that he was alone in the dimly lit, subterranean room, a young man in a dark hooded robe slowly lifted the cover of an ancient book. The pictures on the cover and inside were long faded, but everyone in his organization knew what it was; The Book of Origins: A vast collection of secrets and legends of the past, and prophecies of the future. Quickly locating a designated subject in the table of contents, the young man shifted through the pages until he found what he wanted; the chapter labeled “Legendary Children”. He started to skim through the information before someone comes through the door.
“In the Beginning, there was only Chaos. The chapter ended abruptly, the remaining pages ripped out by an unknown source, an unknown time ago. The boy cursed under his breath, flipping through the pages frantically, trying to locate the missing pages with no luck. He heard the lock of the heavy wooden door click, and immediately closed the book, careful not to further damage it.
From this primal chaos came an egg, and from this egg the Original One.
Seeing the chaos around him, the Original One, slowly but surely, created beings and matter to fill the empty void. Beings were created. One to control Time, one to control Space, one for Balance and another for what is now called Antimatter.
Over time, others were formed as well. Knowledge. Willpower. Emotion.
The gifts of warming fire, life-giving water and fifteen others were given to the myriad of species now on the small life-bearing planet.
And while the region, known as Unova was being formed, by the aid of two brothers and the original four deities, an argument broke out. The two brothers’ goals differed. One fought for truth, while the other, ideals. Yin and yang, lightning and fire clashed, until the Original One put a stop to the battle, by sealing the brothers. They were to sleep until new heroes are able to control them.
By fusing the Mirage Beings and the Purest of Humans: The Young, the Original One created a bond between the two, for he feared either one will betray him in the future. Arceus then sealed himself, only to be reawakened when true chaos is resurrected.
And thus, the Legendary Children were created.
Every few years, a legend is born. A child, not quite mortal, yet enough to be mistaken as one. A child, who shares a bond like no other with a Pokémon of legend. To each legendary, a child, and to each child, a creature with powers beyond imagination. Their purpose: Act as a bridge between human and the legendries, to gently nudge humanity in the right direction under the guidance of gods. To keep balance between order and chaos.
In order for this to be possible, this child not only shares a bond which they will be able to communicate with the Legendary, but also share some similar abilities and powers. The child shall also have the ability to tame the immense power of a legend.
Neither the child nor the parents are aware of their abilities from birth. Most never come to notice the Legendary watching over them or the powers bubbling beneath their skin. But there will come a time, when all the children must be called upon, and united with their Legendries in order to keep Chaos from overrunning humanity.”
“Sir, your father has called for you in the Grand Hall. He requests for The Book.” A man wearing a similar hood and robe faintly appeared in the doorway.
“Of course. Project Legends is finally underway.” The young man replied, gently scooping the book into his arms and hurriedly following the order of his much feared father.
With his quick stride, the boy soon found himself in the subterranean grand hall. The walls were adorned with paintings and tapestries with scenes of myths from long ago. Hanging in between every painting and rug was a torch, there illuminant flames casting ever-flickering shadows across the cave. The room was huge, probably large enough to fit a Wailord. In columns parallel to the walls were long wooden tables, clustered by men and women all dress in the similar hooded garb. Only goblets and the occasional candle lined the tables.
A path was cleared down the center, padded by a soft, luxurious rug depicting yet another ancient scene. Only this one was done on a grandeur scale, the tapestry, twice the size of the others. An enormous being dominated the picture. It had a pure white coat, sometimes jutting out around its neck and shoulder, and a dark grey underside. Its figure was similar to a Giraffarig, a long-necked, four-legged beast. Crossing the midsection of its body was a golden wheel, adjourned with four jewels at each point. The being’s feet ended in a point, tipped with the same gold as its wheel. Sprouting from the beast’s head was a mane, much like a wisp of smoke, the same white with stripped, dark grey underside. In the picture, the being’s face was dulled and hidden by a glare from behind as seventeen multi-colored plates circled its golden wheel.
The grand rug led up to a pedestal on a raised platform, on which stood a single figure, dominating the center of attention, but beside him, a young woman sat, her hood down in defiance, revealing her emerald green eyes and flowing brown hair. The man was dressed similarly to the rest, but the exception of golden chains hanging by his chest. One of then held a fragment of stone, deep and pure black in color. His head tilted up, noticing the boy who had just entered the room.
“Luke!” He bellowed, “Step forth, and bring to me The Book!” He beckoned the boy. Luke did as he was told, and carefully walked the book towards his father, trampling the plush rug. All heads were turned in his direction, following his slow, deliberate movement. Finally, he reached the pedestal, delivering the fragile book into his father’s hands, then taking a seat beside the girl.
“Brethren! We have worked and waited nearly since the Creation for this moment. The moment when we shall take control of Arceus and his great powers and reshape humanity and Pokémon alike! Reshape it to become our paradise, our world, ruled by us! Modern mankind has managed to alter the world, alter it into a state unrecognizable to the past. But we shall return the world to who it was before, the utopia it was supposed to be!” There was complete silence in the room.
“Why now? Why, so suddenly, are we finally moving our hand? Simply because, our scouts have discovered the resting place of Reshiram and Zekrom, dragons of truth and ideals, of lightning and fire. But why them? I thought we were aiming for Arceus. Well, legend states Arceus shall only awake from his slumber in the presence of true chaos. What better chaos is it than unleashing truth and ideals upon each other?
Although we have found them, their chambers are sealed, impenetrable even by explosives. That is why, with your help, we shall locate the Legendary Child, and, with the power of their Legendaries, open the tombs. Once Zekrom and Reshiram are unleashed, they will battle to the death. I assume the other Legendaries will take sides, some for truth and some for ideals. We will have a world war on our hands, Legend against Legend. Catastrophe. Apocalypse. A disaster of unimaginable scale, bringing destruction upon everything. Then, on both Pokemon and mankind’s darkest day, we shall reveal ourselves as their savior. With the help of Arceus’ Child, we shall resurrect Arceus, for he can only be awakened by one of pure heart and in control of all the plates of Legend. Arceus, confused by the terror and chaos, shall be easy to control and manipulate, especially if we are able to convince his Child of joining or cause.
Our Kanto branch, Rocket, have failed to control the legendary they created and lost all their research. They had fled to Johto and failed yet again. Magma and Aqua, in Hoenn waged a civil war against each other. And Cyrus, our rogue agent in Sinnoh planned to upstage us, and came very close to succeeding, only to be stopped by a child. And finally, very recently in Unova, Ghetsis has had a failed liberation of Pokemon. All our branches have failed! They have forgotten our true cause, their roots!
But we shall succeed! We shall rule the Utopia we create. We will be the new Legends! The new gods! I invent you all, to Project Legends!” A thunderous roar exploded from the crowd, cheering on their cause and leader.
Miles away, stationed on the summit of Mt. Coronet, meditating in the center of Spear Pillar, a man steers from his focus.
“It has begun…” He murmurs to himself. His hair was close-shaven, a dark brown. He had the stubbles of a beard growing back, and he slowing peeled open his eyelids, revealing mystic grey eyes. He looked fairly young, perhaps late twenties, and dressed casually, in a button shirt and jeans, for one so ancient. He had seen civilizations fall and rise. But he knew, if this hooded man were to succeed in his plot, which had a pretty high chance to, all civilization shall end.
The man quickly stood. He had to locate, gather, train, and unite all of the Legendary Children. What could possibly go wrong? The hooded man could get to them first, kill them, and maybe even convince them to join him. The man had to act fast.
Walking towards the far end of Spear Pillar, he stepped into the shadows and disappeared.
At the same time, all around the globe, each of the Legendary Children had a vision. A glimpse of each of their faces. And deep down, a primordial instinct kicked in. They knew they had to find each other. For what reason or cause, most did not know. But they knew they had to unite and fast.
It has begun! If you've read the Sign-Up Thread, then you can skip to the middle part of the Prologue. The beginning's the same. After you're done that, you may start posting!
It's a few days after this. You are still unaware of any Legendary activity. You may notice hooded grunts following you/ attacking you. You may choose to seek out the others. You can continue with your daily life until something goes arry. You may even encounter the mysterious man. Make it interesting, make it fun (Meaning you can do your own thing instead of the few examples I gave)! You're basically in control here.
Good luck, have fun! You may start.
Prologue helped written by Rotom310. Inspired by Illuminant*~ @ Mangafox