Chapter 1

"The boy's destiny is strong.  There is no way you can kill him." said Fuoco.  The large god of 
fire, a Magmar, stared at the Persian.  "Damn." Said the Persian, un-leashing his razor sharp 
claws.  "I'll do it now, then." said the Persian, Religar.  Religar was the old name meaning 
"Sneak charm" in the poke-language, long forgotten.  Fuoco looked the normal-pokemon god in the 
eyes.  "If Tremi finds out, she'll be infuriated." said the Magmar.  The Persian cringed at the 
mention of Tremi.  He despised the electric goddess. "Damn Raichu." he muttered under his breath.
"Fine, I'll go now, before anyone can find out.  Especially her." said the Persian.  The Magmar 
disapproved, but what could he do?  Religar scared him.  His emmense power greatly out-ran his 
own.  "Do what you must." said Fuoco, as the Persian disappeared.

A small, crying baby sat in a bush.  It was pouring rain from a purple sky.  It was scared, and 
alone.  His name was Vengence Ketchum.  He opened his blue eyes to look up.  Lightning flashed, 
and he looked over as he saw a light gleam for a second.  The light had hit something shiny, 
causing it to glimmer.  A ruby.  The baby watched, as a large cat came striding out of the 
darkness.  It was a Persian, but the small child didn't know that.  The persian unleashed each 
one of it's claws, one-by-one.  "Now that the mother is killed, this shouldn't be a hard task." 
the cat thought to himself.  It looked the baby straight in the eyes before saying one word to 
it.  "Goodbye."  It lunged, only to be stopped by an all too farmiliar light.  The light formed 
into a shape.  The shape of a large rat.  A Raichu.  "So, Religar, planning to kill the child?" 
she asked smugly.  "Tremi, step aside......" Religar hissed.  The Raichu, Tremi, stared the 
Persian down.  "I don't think so." said Tremi.  But the Persian had lunged at the child, and 
before she could stop him, had layed a single paw on the baby's head.  The Persian's smug face 
suddenly turned to one of shock and surprise.  Where his paw had touched the boy's head, a blue 
light formed.  Religar fell to the ground, un concious.  Tremi stared at Vengence in awe.  Ven 
just giggled.  She blinked once, snapped her stubby fingers, and both Raichu and Persian 
disappeared.  About 2 seconds later, there was a rustling in the bushes.  An elderly lady stepped
out.  She had been alerted by the crying, and now stood looking around.  Then her eyes fell on 
Ven.  She instantly knew who he was.  He had his mother's blue eyes and his father's untidy black
hair.  She looked at him, picked Vengence up and as if by magic, already knew his name. The 
elderly woman, Trella, carried him to her hut in the forest. "Vengence." she whispered.

Meanwhile......

"Were you out of your freaking mind!?" screamed Tremi, as she pulled all the strength she could 
muster into slapping the Persian with her tail.  "You know who that is!  We've gone over this 
before!  Let destiny take it's course!"  she screamed, in rage.  "May I be of assistance?" asked 
a misty voice.  Both pokegods turned to see a large Dewgong come from out of the shadows.  
"Morella, help me." said Religar.  "I'm afraid I cannot.  You were warned, but you didn't pay 
heed.  But Tremi, you must understand, that boy will cause Religar great pain in the future.  You
can not blame him for being tempted." said Morella.  The raichu's rage died down.  "Very well.  
One more chance.  Don't blow it." said Tremi, disappearing in a flash of light.

Tremi's rage had driven her attention from the earth. She was so mad at Religar for trying to 
kill the future hero of time.  She no longer looked to see if the world was at peace.  Crops 
ceased to grow.  Law and order no longer astained, war broke out.  Gym's were destroyed, and the 
young Vengence grew into a young man.  After his mother being brutally murdered by..........Tremi
shuddered.  The only being she was afraid of had killed this innocent boy's mother.  She was 
deathly afraid of him, and felt a wave of cold wash over her.  The shadow master.  A type of 
Pokemon so powerful, it could not be released onto the earth.  She remembered the earth, 
suddenly.  She had let it go so far of course!  She ran to her giant board.  It was a map of the 
world, and illustrated on it was every single aspect of the earth.  In the wall, there were tiny
figurines of every person alive.  Tremi looked at the earth.  A tiny model of the Saffron Gym was
smoldering to ashes in the corner.  She realized that every gym had been either burned, or all 
that was left was a small crater from an explosion.  Tremi looked at the world now.  Tears 
swelled up in her eyes.  She looked at the wall, and saw that at least half the figures were 
missing, meaning they had all perished somehow.  But franticaly her eyes shot around until they 
fell on a teenage boy.  Vengence.  She sighed relief.  He was still alive, as was his care taker.
She smiled as she took the boy down from his post.  He looked, what? 17, maybe 18?  She smiled. 
He had grown into his big feet.  She chuckled.  But her face became solemn.  The time was drawing
closer when he would have to start his quest.  She closed her eyes to warn Trella of the duties 
set upon Ven.  And concentrated..........

"Trella, I must tell you something."
At first, Trella was suprised at the voice.  But she then realised who it was.  She had sensed 
Tremi's presence.  She closed her eyes and concentrated enough to talk to the god through 
telepathy.

"Trellanira, I must explain something to you."
"Go on."
"Vengence, as you have probably guessed-"
"-will be leaving me soon.  Yes, I know.  I could feel it.  He has the stubborn ambition of his 
father, and the sense of his mother."
"Yes, so sad they passed away......."
"Great friends of ours."
"yes.  Well, does he know?"
"No.  Not yet."
"Tell him the riddle of the Thunder Temple.  He will reach there unharmed.  I will make sure of 
it."
"Very well.  I will tell him now."
"Good.  Anayami will be there later."
"Anayami?  Really?"
"Yes.  We both know who he is."
"Very well.  I know he'll be in good hands with Anayami."
"Yes.  Then tell him.  Goodbye, Trellanira."
"Good bye, Tremi."

Trella opened her eyes.  She must tell him.  She remembered Anayami.  She knew it was probably 
best Anayami took care of Ven.  His guide.  She sighed.  "Tommorrow night, then.  It's too late 
now." she thought, and headed back to camp.  

Ven had been running with his old best friend, Farie, a Farfetched all day.  They had been 
running, (or in Farie's case, flying) and racing each other, and usually Ven could win, even 
though Farie was a very fast flyer.  He was tired.  He flopped down onto his sleeping bag, took 
a last look at the stars, and fell asleep.  And he dreamed...........

Ven opened his eyes.  He was no longer in camp.  The first thing he noticed was the strong smell 
of incense blurring his senses.  He looked around himself.  He was in a cylinder shaped room, 
with apparently no ceiling.  He looked at the walls. They gave off a brilliant blue color.  Every
single speck of flashing light appeared to be moving around to the other side of the wall, then 
back again, in aneverending circle.  The wall's seemed to stretch upward forever, giving the 
impression that there was no roof. His eyes wandered to the bottom of the room.  In the center of
the room, was a slightly lowered (than the rest of the room, that is) area.  A small circle.  
Ven looked down and around him.  The platform he was standing on was circular, and covered the 
outer reaches of the room, while in the center, was the lowered space.

(Authors note: Anyone ever played Zelda, Ocarina of time, this layout is very much like the 
chamber of sages and the fairy fountain walls mixed together.  K?)

The next thing Ven noticed that, on the outer patform, equally spaced from each other, were 5 
large (but not too large) circles, each bearing a different design on them.  Their colors were 
red, blue, brown, purple, and a pinky type color.  On the red circle was a picture of a rose, and
a golden Meowth charm.  On the blue one, a camera and a pokeball.  On the purple one, a picture 
of an old building.  A pokemon gym.  On the pink one, 2 Machoke's, but one bearing a strange 
face.  And on the brown, a Sandshrew. He noticed that he stood on one.  It was white.  It's 
design was a sword, with a hat.  A hat he had never seen before.  It was apparently a different 
color, though he didn't know which, (the circle was white).  But on the hat, was a strange sign.
Kind of like a backwards check mark.  "The official pokemon league hat." Ven jumped back a bit, 
and looked into the center of the room.  There, right in the center, was a man.  His grey hair 
had some white streaks in it, and just a bit, it stuck out the side.  He wore a white lab coat, 
brown pants and a red shirt underneath the lab coat.  He had a kind smile, and Ven relaxed a bit.
"Allow me to introduce myself.  I am Prof. Oak.  I helped your father with his pokemon journey. 
Sorry to surise you like this." he said, and paused, looking at Ven.  "Shall we call the others?"
he asked.  Ven just nodded.  Oak took a bit of red powder out of an unseen lab coat pocket , and
in a fluid motion, threw it upon the red circle. A tremendous blast of whirling smoke, and a 
creature appeared.  It was gold, and it's body shone beautifully.  It looked at oak with blood 
red eyes.  "Ninetales........" said Ven, staring at it. And that was exactly what it was.  It 
blinked, stared at Ven, and looked back at Oak again.  Oak was taking out brown powder this time,
and threw it at the brown spot.   Another puff of smoke went up, and another creature came out.
It was strange, but looked vicious.  It was a brown, lizard like thing, and instead of a head, it
harbored a skull as a mask. In one hand, it held a large bone.  The creature played with it with
experience.  "Marowak....." said Ven.  Oak took blue powder, and cast it upon the blue space.  A 
very strange creature appeared.  It was blue, and was covered in fins.  It's eyes were black, and
extrememly soulfull.  "Vaporeon......" said Ven, quietly.  Oak threw down purple powder, and a 
extremely bizarre creature appeared.  It was brown and yellow.  It had a star on it's forehead, 
and whiskers.  In one hand, it held a spoon.  "Kadabra." said Ven, to himself.  And to the last 
spot, pink powder flew, and a tiny pink object appeared.  It was gooie looking, and had a glowing
sheen to it.  "Ditto." it said, announcing it's presence.  Oak looked satisfied.  "Now, we're all
here." he said.  The chamber was extremely quiet, and his voice echoed into the abyss.  Oak stood
in the center of the room, eyeing each pokemon.  They all looked back at him.  Oak's happy 
attitude changed to an extrememly grave one.  "Sages, you gather here.  The chamber of 
solititude.  A sub-concious area for the inner soul.  "All of you, save one, know why you are 
here."  Oak glared around the room.  Ven was amazed how this nice old man had suddenly turned 
into such a grimm-faced person.  Oak continued.  "Your destiny is approaching very soon.  All too
soon.  You have been called on, by the ancients, to complete this mission.  Basically, you fail,
the world goes into chaos, and life will cease to exist.  This man has gained too much power.  
You must stop him.  I am sorry to inform you that this eil man is none other than my very own 
grandson.  But, I am asking you to set the world back on it's course.  Remember, the world's fate
lies in your hands." said Oak, and the room went black.

Ven awoke with a start, and looked around him.  He was at camp.  "Weird...." he said to himself.
He checked the moon.  Judging by it's position, it was about 10:00.  He got up.  He couldn't 
sleep.  "What a strange dream." he said, to no one.  He didn't expect anyone to answer.  They 
didn't.

Trella could tell Ven was awake.  'Well, now or never." she said.  She walked over to Ven, who 
was eating some roots by the fire.  "Vengence.  I must show you something."  He gave her a look 
of utter clueless-ness.  She motioned for him to follow her.  He stood and walked behind her.  
They said nothing for over 3 hours, just walked.  His mind was killing him with questions.  
"Where were they going?  What did she need to show him?  Was it *this* important?"  He just 
followed her.  Suddenly, as they came to a clearing, and she stopped.  He stopped, too.  In the 
center of the clearing, there was a stone.  Not just any stone.  A stone with writing on it.  
Writing he didn't understand.  He had learned  to write, but this was a whole other language.  
He looked at Trella.  She came up to the stone, and looked at it's description:

Ahara mud enoyu demina ar clas,
Jenji tressa fanna ha,
cresshu mara tina treco su Luce tovey,
Toca Tremos mu carafo hembana:
Tolle caranara Jensi,
Trecu taile jenjer sut demi tor loc,
Wenter wello sump ker troj?
Toj a kera suta enori motight,
Tuy yo duma, tre cam nye,
Weca trale sema dum,
It unda sub jus beginor
Fo ara stene neb tira ne,
Wome yo findun direc toren fitaya
Were tu kina et Quo
Whu ruma op ti era
Tere a domin, wera li in rin,
Rui ut mire
Lapa tara nye Rol!
Religar,
Tremi,
Morella, 
Fuoco,
Jitsu,
Tamel,
Nitera,
Fleeo,
Hotreun,
Gratrus,
Judio, Janio, Kujio,
et en power domin,
Gorgonitus,
Morey un savi ot lumi,
Rameilo
Truse, gogno fera at!

Ven's eyes went over it many times, but still found no meaning in any of the words.  He found a 
list of *something* but wasn't sure what is was.  "I can read this." said Trella, suddenly.  Her
eyes glowed an eeiry blue as she translated the inscription.

"He who faces death without fear,
Come, hear our plea.
To find the Temple of Thunder near,
This poem you must read:
Where the dark come defeat the light,
What direction shall I go?
Until a keeper with enormous might,
To you acces, he says 'no'
Where the trail seems to stop,
It is really just begining.
For a stone near keeper's top,
Will you find directions quite fitting.
We are the queens and kings,
Who ruled upon this earth,
Then a shadow, which lies in the rings,
Ruined our mirth.
We are the gods!
Religar,
Tremi,
Morella,
Fuoco,
Jitsu,
Tamel,
Nitera,
Fleeo,
Hotreun,
Gratrus,
Judio, Janio, Kujio
And the powerful shadow,
Gorgonitus,
And the savior of light,
Ramelio,
Hero, lead the way!"

Trella finished.  Ven stared.  Her eyes returned to their humble brown color.  "Ven, you are the
hero.  Your destiny was chosen by the gods, not me.  Follow the directions.  Go to the Thunder 
temple."  Ven was shocked.  Him?  A hero?  No way!  But, she had said it.  He *was*, in fact, the
hero described.  "I will have your things packed by morning.  When you leave, I might never see 
you again."  Trella stammered the last sentence, as tears rolled down her cheeks.  Ven didn't 
sleep that night.

The next day Ven awoke hoping that it was all just an unpleasant dream.  But a nagging part of 
him told himself it was true.  When he saw Trella packing his stuff, he knew it was true.  She 
gave him his stuff, and told him, "Well, as your grandma always used to said to your father, 
'there's spare underwear in your bag.'"  Her eyes were full of tears as they streamed down her 
cheeks.  "And lastly,.........This is something your father gave me a while ago.  He trusted me
with it, to give it to you."  In her hand, she held a long blade.  A sword, with a polished gold
hilt, embedded with stones.  It was a extremely sharp and shiny.  On the hilt was an inscription.
"Lumi truse maja kefta ha" Trella translated.  "Light is within the hero."   "Trella, I will 
greatly miss you." said Ven, sounding unusually criptic.  Trella gave him a giant hug.  "Until 
we meet again, Vengence Ketchum." said Trella and slowly walked back to camp, not looking back. 
Ven was on his own.

Ven was walking along the path to the stone.  He had a sense that the instructions on where to go
should start there.  He strained to remember where the stone was.  His thoughts were interrupted
by a red object hitting him on the head.  He looked on the ground and discovered it was an apple.
Apple?  He looked at the apple tree above him.  It hit with too much force to have just dropped 
off a branch.  Then he noticed something.  Histerical, (but very quiet) laughter.  "Who's 
there?!" asked Ven, gripping his sword.  Then the laughter stopped.  He explored all around the 
tree, yet found nothing.  Then he looked up at the sound of crunching.  Someone was eating an 
apple.  But no one was there.  Suddenly he saw an apple was wafting in mid air.  He watched as 
*something* took a bite of it.  Something invisible.  Then, right next to an apple appeared a 
giant, toothy, smile.  Out of no where.  (Much like the Chesire cat in "Alice in Wonderland"). 
The smile seemed to turn in his direction.  More laughing, although now Ven could see who was 
laughing.  Appearing around the smile was a purple shape.  Ven's jaw dropped.  The purple 
creature roared with laughter.  "Gen, gen, gengar!" it disappeared once again.  Vengence shook 
his head.  It couldn't be.  Gengar's were extinct!  He must have been hallucinating.  Then, 
somebody tapped him on his shoulder.  He whirled around to see the Gengar.  "Gar!" it said.  It
lead him back to the dirt path.  It took a stick and started to draw pointed to his drawing, then
pointed at Ven, as if asking if that was his name.  Ven just nodded.  The Gengar howled with 
laughter.  He pointed to him, then pointed to Ven.  Then, as he pointed at himself, the Gengar 
drew in the dirt, "Anayami."  "So, your name is Anayami?" asked Ven.  The Gengar nodded.  
Anayami drew in the dirt the exact replica of the stone Ven was looking for.  Then asked Ven, 
"Gen?" Ven nodded.  Anayami just snapped his purple fingers and they disappeared. 

Ven discovered himself right near the stone he was looking for.  Anayami was there too.  Ven 
remembered the instructions.  "Where the dark come defeat the light, which direction shall I 
go?"  Hmmm.  The dark come defeat the light?  He was suprised to see the Gengar was giving 
him a "duh!" immpression.  Anayami took another stick and started to draw in a patch of dirt.  He
drew a picture of himself, the at the bottom wrote, "Anayami,-Anay, guide for Ven"  he looked up
at Ven.  "So, this Gengar is my guide..."  thought Ven.  Then, Anay erased the furrows in the 
dirt with his hand.  He then pointed to the line of the the poem that translated into "Where 
darkness come defeat the light."  Ven understood.  Then, Anayami drew in the dirt a horizontal 
line, with a half circle above it.  Ven didn't get it.  Anay slapped his head in frustration.  
He erased it.  Anay pointed furiously at the line in the poem, like before.  He then drew in the 
dirt a large circle with small lines protruding from it.  "A circle,.......a........a sun!" Ven 
shouted.  Anayami did a backflip and gave him a thumbs-up sign.  "Where darkness come defeat the
light, what direction shall I go?"  asked Ven to himself.  Sun.  Light.  The sun is the light!  
Darkness........darknesss........night!  NIGHT!  What direction shall I go? Where night defeats 
day.  Where the sun sets!  "WEST!" shouted Ven.  Anay did multiple back and front aerial flips 
and jumped onto Ven's back, pointing in the direction West.  Ven set off, strength renewed.  

They kept travelling westward.  Ven would ask Anayami if he had to keep going, and Anayami would
nod.  Ven's hopes started to dampen.  But in his mind, he kept going over the next line of the 
poem.  "Until a keeper with enormous might, to your acces, he says 'no'"  Ven kept going until he
hit something.  He looked up.  An enormous tree stood blocking his way.  He sighed.  The path 
seemed to stop there.  But he understood that things are not always what they seem.  Anayami drew
in the dirt with his trusty stick, a large tree, looking like the one in front of them.  Then 
below it, Anay drew "Guardian".  Ven was a little less dense now, and he understood that the tree
was the guardian in the poem.  As the poem dictated, the trail did *seem* to stop here.  Then 
Anayami pointed to the top.  Ven put a hand over his eyes to see what the Gengar was showing him.
A bit of......was it?......A stone!  The stone in the poem!  "Anayami, teleport!" shouted Ven.  
He closed his eyes, and opened them.  He was still in the same spot, though Anayami was not.  He 
looked up and spotted Anay grinning at him from the top of the tree.  "Anayami!  Teleport me up 
there!" shouted Ven.  The Gengar shook his head. Anayami closed his eyes, and Ven noticed that a 
small stick, near his feet, "got up" and started writing something in the dirt.  "CLIMB".  
Anayami nearly fell off the tree, he was laughing so hard.  He would never forget the face that 
Vengence had made when hearing he had to climb the giant tree.  Pure astonishment.  But Ven had 
started to climb, and within the hour, an egshausted boy came to the large platform-like top of 
the tree.  The Gengar was tapping his foot in impatience.  But Ven was more interested in the 
stone.  The stone, again was writen in the strange language.  But below it, were imprints of a 
large, human handprint, and a small handprint.  Anay walked up and place his hand in the smaller 
imprint.  The stone suddenly glowed, and the strange language was translated.  

"Hero of Time,
Place thy hand here,
The path you must find,
Will become clear."

Ven placed his hand in the imprint.  The stone, once again, glowed.  Suddenly there was a flash 
of light near the ground.  Ven and Anayami looked down.  Where the path had seemed to stop, now 
there was a path leading to a giant building.  Anayami needed no words, just teleported both of 
them to the foot of the building.  

Vengence slowly entered the building.  It's architecture looked Greek, with large, marble, 
pillars holding the building up along the sides.  Ven took a large gulp, to relieve himself.  
Anayami just put on a lop-sided grin.  Ven looked around.  In the corner he saw a little placard.
He walked towards it.  There was no confusing words on this stone, but pictures.  Crude pictures.
Ven squinted his eyes and could make out instructions.  He then whirled around.  Anayami looked 
once at Ven, then disappeared.  "Anayami?" asked Vengence, but the ghost pokemon was gone.  He 
looked closer at the placard.  The doors to the next room were locked, so maybe this plaque 
showed what to do.  He read the stone, then went to the middle.  A small imprint was there, as 
on the stone.  He reached down and put his hand in it.  It glowed, then the stone on which his 
hand rested twisted halfway around.  There was a loud shout of "BUZZ!" as two burly looking 
Electabuzzes dropped on to the floor.  One swung at him, obviously a mega punch attack.  But Ven
was agile, and he ducked, and puched the Electabuzz in the stomach, knocking it out cold.  It 
fell to the floor, and magically disappeared.  The next one sent out a comet punch.  Ven wasn't 
quick enough and was hit hard.  The Electabuzz gave out what seemed like a hearty chuckle.  Ven 
lept to his feet, taking advantage of the Electabuzz's voulnerability.  He kicked it in the head,
and it too, fainted.  He was breathing fast, and took a moment to calm down.  He heard a 
"swoosh!" sound and saw that the doors to the next room had opened.  He walked in.  He took one 
look at the floor, and nearly did a double take.  The whole entire floor was covered in Voltorbs.
There were only small squares in between each one.  A door was on the other side of the room.  
Ven didn't even need to look at the plaque in the corner, he knew what to do already.  Ven looked 
at the first Voltorb.  If he touched it, it would probably self destruct.  Then it would send off
a chain reaction.  He would surely be killed.  Ven swallowed down all his fear and walked on the
first square, careful not to touch any Voltorbs.  It took a while, but eventually he made it 
across, wiped sweat from his brow, and continued into the next room.  In this room, the whole 
entire room was black marble.  He looked in the corners of the room and saw human or pokemon 
bones scattered around.  A stuffy smell hung around the room.  He saw that right near the door, 
there was a small placard.  He moved closer, and looked closely at it.  This was not written in 
any strange language.  

"3 riddles you must face,
And your life shall be spared,
But be careful, this a race,
And mistakes cannot be repaired."

Ven looked at it.  Just as he finished reading, he was teleported to the front of the room again.
Suddenly, the floor gave out and fell into a large, concealed pit.  Ven stepped back.  A large 
bird flew out of the oblivion.  It's feathers were spiked, and it was a yellow color.  "ZAP! 
ZAPDOS!!" it screamed.  "Uh. Oh.  Not good." said Vengence.  Zapdos whirled around.  It flew to 
the top of the hall, and perched on top of a rafter beam.  Zapdos stared at Ven maliciously.  
The floor returned and on it was a plaque.  The plaque floated up to Ven.  It read.......

"By many it's called 'The Golden strand',
A very tempting prize,
The few who got away with this priceless band,
Have met an un-sightly demise."

The Zapdos stared at him intently.  "ur.......em......." stammered Vengence.  The Zapdos' eyes 
fickered.  This boy will be dinner tonight.  A look of realization ran over Ven's face.  "A 
Ninetales' tail!" he said.  The Zapdos scowled.  Well, he wouldn't get the next one.  The 
plaque's words disappeared, and new one's came up.  

"A shining red, 
This jewel reflects,
Forever caught in one's head,
A painful aspect."

This one Ven had no trouble with.  A horrible memory entered his head.  A red flash.  Light.  A 
giant cat.  An orange rat. Light.  Gone, both of them.  "A Persian's stone." said Vengence.  The
Zapdos was flapping it's wings in fury.  No one had ever gotten this far before!  Well, the last 
one will get him.

"A strange, yet funny smile,
A disappearing friend,
Although not completely there all the while,
It's guidance and thoughts it will lend."

Ven was trembling.  The Zapdos smirked.  "God, where is Anayam-WAIT!  'A strange, yet funny 
smile!  All though not completely there all the while!  A GENGAR!" Ven thought.  The Zapdos 
swooped, determined to kill it's prey.  "A GENGAR!" roared Vengence.  The Zapdos went berserk.  
It flapped it's wings, shooting electricity everywhere.  It was outraged.  THIS HUMAN WON!!!!!!
It was so mad, it flew at him anyway.  But Ven ducked, and ran into the next room.  And was 
amazed at what he saw.

Light flooded through windows everywhere.  In the dark corners of the room, many white candles
were lit.  There were pillars lined up leading to a small, elevated platform.  In the center,
leading to the platform, was a red carpet with gold trim.  On the platform, there was a red 
pillow.  And on the pillow sat a Raichu.  Not just any Raichu.  The one that had saved him.  So
many years ago..........  "Well, hello Vengence." said the Raichu.  Ven stared in astonishment 
at the Raichu.  It had spoke!  The Raichu let out a hearty chuckle.  "Welcome to Thunder Temple!
Anayami informed me you had arrived.  Oh, I forgot to introduce myself.  I am Tremi, goddess of 
Electricity!" said the Raichu.  Tremi........from the poem!  Vengence just gaped at the creature 
in front of him.  Then, an all too farmiliar smile lit up beside Tremi.  Anayami took form, and 
smiled, greeting Ven.  "But why am I here?" asked Vengence.  "Allow me to explain........" said
the Goddess.

"A long time ago, the world was beautiful.  Life was simple, and very few disputes were held.  I 
kept a close watch on the earth.  I am a seer.  I can see the future.  Young trainers travelled 
around, collecting badges.  Then, I came into a dispute with Religar.  He insisted that we must 
kill you, when you were born, to protect the power of the gods.  I denied him.  He and I went 
into a seven year argument.  I lost my watch on the earth.  Your father, Ash, and his companions,
(including your mother,) came to the pokemon league.  But there, a once old friend arose with
powerful force.  He tried to take over Ash, but Ash beat him.  That was when I lost track.  He 
became too powerful.  He mastered the Shadow element.  He soon became a god.  He killed many, and
burned all of the gyms.  The start of the Dark wars.  Your father and your mother, Misty, were 
married.  When you were born, I already knew you were the chosen one.  But the man wanted 
revenge.  He killed your father and your mother, and went after you.  But he didn't find you.  I 
hid you.  But Religar, a Persian, came back and tried to kill you himself.  I stopped him.  Do 
you remember that night?  I bet you do.  Well, of course I flew into another rage.  I again was
too busy being mad at Religar to care of anyone else.  And again, the wold plunged into 
depresssion.  I decided that after my 17 year argument (Time passes much faster on Arogan, the 
god's home,) you would be ready.  To fight.  To win.  And that is why you are here, right now."  
Finished Tremi.

Anay laughed.  He had known all along of Ven's past.  "Here is a present that will help you on 
your journey." said Tremi.  She held up her paws, high in the air, looked up, and chanted 
something under her breath.  A yellow ball of light, obviously summouned by Tremi, floated to in
between her hands.  She took it, and put out one hand to the side, and put the other down.  The 
ball seemed to hover about 2 inches above her held out hand.  "This, is the power of electricity.
I give this to you, as my gift and my blessing."  She then walked over and handed it to Ven.  The
ball disappeared, and Ven felt a surge of power run through him.  "One more thing.  You will be
needing these." said Tremi, as she snapped, and two shining metal objects appeared.  They were 
silver gauntlets, and Vengence took them, and put then on.  Another surge of electricity shot
through him.  "With these, you will be able to command the strength equal to about 3 Nidokings 
put together.  You will also be able to pack a comet punch charged with over 20,000 volts of 
electricity.  You will need these."  Just to be sure, Ven went over and picked up a huge pot 
about 3 times his size.  He lifted it with ease, and swung it in the air a few times."The next 
stone will tell you where you're going.  I let you off easy, but you must battle each one of the 
gods, to be able to face the Shadow Demon.  They will have to surrender their element's powers 
and a gift, like the gauntlets.  So Anayami, if you will do the honors?"  Tremi asked.  Anay 
laughed, and nodded his head.  Then teleported both Ven and himself to the next directional 
stone, and the next adventure.........

To Be Continued..........

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