Yeah, I'm trying to put this back up again. I have to blame Voty and SM for getting me inspired to start this back up again. So if you become physcialy ill from this....I'll run away and skip town.

Hopefully I'll actually finish it this time.

Note-Just incase I can't find a place to put this into the story, an eternal is a leader of a pokemon evelution line.


Victorious-Prolouge

Far beyond the reach of mankind and of those who live now, was a cave. No creature called this place home, but it could house many a beast. Every single pokemon who qualified (and often a few of their friends and relations) for the most coveted role a pokemon could hold were there (and often a few of their friends and relations). Though some had chosen not to participate and ask of others who had come out the winner. Some because they felt they weren’t capable of the job, or that they didn’t stand a chance to win.

Yet there were some like Korake, who watched because it was as far away from the fighting as their instincts would allow of them. High up on a stone ledge she watched two competitors fighting to have the world as their own. Long ago the Creator had set up the systems of eternals to watch over the most powerful species of Earth and the Legendaries to rule over them. But here was where the ruler of all pokemon was decided. Every Fifty years every legendary and every eternal had the chance to become leader of the world. But it was rare that an eternal like Korake could make it. Still they tried.

Every one was tense as they watched the fight going on below for it was the finals, determining who would rule. Few of the current eternals had been alive when someone other than Sir Silver Wing had the world. He had had it for so long that there was still a good amount of power completely absorbed into him as he fought.


And so now it was that he was fighting against his last opponent, Golden Crest. He was not one of the original legendaries, but rather was a Fearow who had been the last one standing after a great battle against a wild fire that lasted for days. For this great act he was given the power of a legendary. Now he controlled fire and it showed in his red and gold feathers.

Two great birds, one silver and one gold, circled around each other in a slowly descending arc. They had been battling for nearly half of an hour now, to decide the fate of the world. Almost all rooted for Sir Silver Wing, he was known as a good and kind ruler. Golden Crest had never held the power, so it was greatly unknown what he would do with it.

They made a few quick darts at each other, like knights on a chessboard. With a few quick flaps they were up in the air again, towards the ceiling where many of the plant legendaries had seated themselves to avoid most of the flames, and where the three sisters of the sky sat. One more go around, everyone held their breath in and their eyes open as if just a single blink could make them miss everything.

Ice Queen gave a shudder, despite her control over the cold, as Golden Crest floated past her and Sir Silver Wing began to hover at the other end. It was most likely one of his custom psychic moves that he now prepared for. Golden Crest used his heat to float in place just in front of the three sisters.

Before Sir Silver Wing could finish charging up his psychic attack, Golden Crest released a Fire Blast at his adversary. Fire was nothing to him, so the great silver bird simply braced himself as he still charged his attack. The fire came head onto him and rolled around him like waves around a rock. Golden Crest continued releasing fire from his crooked beak, glee in his eyes.

But everyone watching was taken by surprise when the entire room filled with light and a loud explosion boomed in all the ears of those attending. One pokemon, gave out a muffled cry of horror as the others blinked, trying to find out what had happened.