The story of Adrian, who conquered the Hoenn league after being too late to enter the Sinnoh league. Now he's back, and trying to get into this years Sinnoh league, but weird time barriers keep cropping up, and restrict him to certain extents. Eterna forest is the Epicentre of all the evils, and this time, no-ones coming along with a magic wand to help save the day... ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Wally ran through the grass of Eterna forest, tripping over knotted grass as he ran. The sound of the Mightyena pack got closer behind him, he didn't know how close as he dared not look back. He came to a corner, which led to a small path that went straight ahead, and he pounded down it, the growls of the dark type pack of dogs increased from behind him. He tripped, and scrambled up without hast, scraping his knee, and cutting his left palm as he did so. He ran as fast as he could, but the trip had cost him dearly, and the space between the Mightyenas had shortened rapidly. He came to the end of the path, and turned right, nearly running into a clump of bushes as he did so. He turned right again, and saw a clearing, with another tunnel of trees at the other side. He darted for it, the sounds of barking almost right behind him, and her an through the clearing and sprinted down the tunnel, the thick tall trees blocking the sunlight as he went, and when he reached the end, there was no where to go. There was a small round area surrounded by tall imposing trees, and thick shrubs, with sharp twigs strutting out at random angles. There was a small path that went to the right, but ended in a small wooden shrine about two meters down, revealing no salvation. He ran for it, even if it only prolonged what was to come, and turned. just as he did, the pack cornered him off, and came close as he backed away. They looked ready to pounce, but as soon as they did, a great gale of wind billowed from behind him, almost knocking Wally over. He turned round, and saw a bright light shining through the crack of the door, and it was rattling, as if something was desperate to get out. The Mightyenas growled at it, and as the doors flew open, the impossibly blinding light blazed out, strange tendrils of energy whipping and curling from inside it, as an exceedingly powerful gust of wind powered through the doors, this time knocking over not just Wally, but causing the entire pack of Mightyenas to be blown backwards several meters. The long light-filled tendrils exploded outwards, hundreds of them lashing out, and then they grabbed him. The light lit up, tenfold as it seemed to converge around the young boy, and the pack of Mightyenas, scared senseless, ran for there lives, at the sight of what came out of the shrine. Wally began to see the shape come into focus. It was small, but he only saw it for a second, before the light lit up brighter, burning through his closed eyes, and as he seemed to be ripped, yet pulled in every direction, his head beginning to focus out, he felt himself falling, and that was the last thing ever felt. ***elsewhere*** The TV screen lit up the darkened room, as a man in a black overcoat, brown bowler hat and shiny one-way glasses hooked on the end of his nose watched it progress.T he TV newswoman coughed, and then began. "Top story, Eterna forest has claimed yet another victim, as the troublesome Mightyena hunt down another civilian. The most recent victim, Wally Parsons was last seen near the nesting grounds, before the dogs took chase, and he was never seen again. Local gym leader Gardenia Parsons found her sons possessions and shirt in a clearing. She quoted they were down a path at the end of the forest, which surprisingly corresponds with the location of the other victims, as well as been in the same place residents heard a disturbance coming from late last night, as they finished packing up their fishing gear for the day. David Moore gives us tips on how to deal with this troublesome pack of Pokemon. Dav-" the TV turned off. The man laughed quietly, stroking his Pokemon as he did so. "these reporters make me laugh..." he said, in a sinister rasping voice. He coughed loudly, doubling over and holding his hand over his mouth, and wiping his hand on his sleeve. His old age was getting to him, and he thought very little of personal hygiene; He thought that so long as you were alive, you were okay. His Pokemon hopped down from his knee, and nudged his leg. The man looked down and chuckled evilly. " Okay, let's get you some meat". ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The sun shimmered down on Adrian's body, as he lounged lazily on the rope hammock, that swung gently between the two trees it was tied to. He lived in a barn located in a small clearing in the southern area's of Veilstone city; After losing his parents to a terrible creature that had claimed the lives of millions of people in Hoenn, he had been living here ever since. The call of his grandmother snapped him out of his daydream; It was time for his tea. He swung off the hammock, and ran through the grass onto the decking, and through the open glass door to the living room. His grandparents were already sipping their own hot soup; That's when he noticed his own bowl waiting for him in front of an empty chair. His grandmothers soup was the best, and only soup he had ever tasted. It was a mixture of ingredients made from different berries, which had been specially grown in the allotment behind their house with special fertilizers. It was hot, but the delicious, warm taste it left in your mouth left no room for a burning tongue. As they sat, eating soup, they discussed what time Adrian would be getting up for his brand new adventure tomorrow, after becoming champion of the Hoenn league five weeks earlier, it was soon time to set off again. He was annoyed once his grandmother had told him that since his Pokemon, which were Lucario Gabite Kirlia and Bibarel, were too strong, they would have to stay and help out in the barn; But was delighted to hear that they had sent word ahead to Prof. Rowan in Sandgem town so he could get a new one to battle and become friends with. He finished his soup, and took it into the kitchen and put it into the sink to be washed later, before jogging lightly up the stairs, turning left before arriving in his own bedroom, to pack his bag.