(Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Trio)
In the Manifold Forest, an Aron named Hiroshi wandered down a path, thinking about the past. Who am I? he thought to himself. Where did I come from? And why do those...memories mean?
Flashbacks of a pair of Aggron, most likely Hiroshi's parents, fighting a huge number of Pokemon. But these were different; the enemy Pokemon had a purple aura emitting from them, and deep red eyes, chanting, "Revenge," as if...controlled. And, out in the distance, a green orb, giving commands. Then, the Aggron pair putting the very young Hiroshi on a small craft, and sends him down the river. The last thing he sees is his parents...collapsing.
Hiroshi knows that they are still alive; even at that time, he could tell that his parents are very powerful and skilled fighters. However, even though he has been in the Manifold forest for a few years, he still had no idea where the forest was located on Bombur; even if he did, he still didn't know where he came from.
How can I find my parents if I don't even know where in Bombur I am, let alone where I came fro-
His train of thought was interupted by the sounds of screaming. Heading to the source, he ended up at the river, the same place where he woke up, so long ago. To his right, he saw two small Pokemon, a Meditite and a Rostilt, being squeezed by a Seviper. Hiroshi responded quickly; he charged at the snake Pokemon, ready to save the smaller ones from its grasp.
"Hey, eat this! Mud Sla-"
Suddenly the Seviper turned towards Hiroshi; deep red eyes stared coldly into the shocked Aron. As it hissed, black aura emitted from its purple and white skin.
Those eyes....that aura...
The Seviper knew that the little Steel-typed Pokemon was too scared to move, let alone attack. The snake Pokemon reared up, keeping its grasp on the Meditite and the Rostilt good and tight, while preparing for its own attack.
"REVENGE!" the Seviper hissed loudly. Black flames started to emit from the snake Pokemon's mouth, as it pulled its head back, ready to strike.
Hiroshi caught a quick glance over to the other side of the river. Very faintly, he say the sillouete of a green orb, appearing to give a command. The same green orb in his memories...
