From: FirestormZero (FirestormZero@hotmail.com) Subject: [PW!] The Dawn of Adventure Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2001-08-21 17:55:09 PST It is said that every great adventure starts with the first step into the unknown. In Darren's case it began with an awkward stumble onto a large boat. Darren had always had a minor case of hydrophobia. While he liked rivers, lakes, streams, pools, and even rain to some degree, he absolutely hated oceans. Having hydrophobia on an island is like being a bird afraid to fly he thought. After he stumbled onto the boat he waddled to his room on the boat. He already felt seasick and the boat hadn't even left the port. He looked into his satchel where his phoenix, Cinders was roosting. Although Cinders was made purely of fire he seemed to be able to choose whether or not his flames burned something. This made it very hazardous to pet him when he was in a bad mood. Cinders was sleeping peacefully. Darren left his satchel and his katana in his room and proceeded to the deck. If he was going to be seasick he might as well enjoy the view. He eyed the other passengers on the deck jealously. They were all around the age of 10-12 embarking on some sort of great adventure to become pokemon masters. It wasn't that he was jealous of the pokemon masters, he didn't see the point in gaining some badges, and capturing more rare pokemon. It was that they were making their own destiny when his was already captured on a shredded pieces prophecy that were scattered across the world. Darren sighed. The boat headed toward Pallet town where all the new trainers would get their pokemon. Darren reached into his pockets sorting through some of the many items in there and finally found the first piece of the prophecy that had been given to him by his Sensei, Kitorai. He re-read the first piece of the prophecy. "The Fate of Earth hangs in the balance. The Darkness of the past is beginning it's revival.. If the Darkness rises again the world shall never recover and will be thrown into darkness and destruction for eternity. The only hope of stopping the return of return of the darkness lies in six youths. They each represent the forces of the world.. Fire shall begin the calling of The Six. He will rise from the Volcano with his bird of fire and shall set out to find the light at the age of fifteen. At the town where all colors merge his quest shall begin. The wise man of the village shall guide him onward. Light, Earth, Water, Shadow, Wind these are the ones he must seek to protect the world. Then..." The page ended there. Darren tucked it into his pocket and proceeded to be sick over the edge of the boat. Finally land was in sight. Pallet town lay straight ahead.