~ "It is my role to pass on the legends of Hoenn to future generations. And the crisis that just ended in Sootopolis fifty years ago rewrote an event... Have you the time to hear the new story of Hoenn?" "Yes," the boy sighed, he was used to his grandpa's ramblings. He knew well enough that this story was only false. "It happened five decades ago... Before that, the world was wracked by a ferocious clash between the Pokèmon of the land and the Pokèmon of the sea... The Pokèmon of the land raised mountains and created continents... The Pokèmon of the sea raised huge waves and carved out oceans... Their fierce duel raged without end. The world was engulfed in massive fires and vicious storms. It was then that the Pokèmon of the sky descended from a storm. The Pokèmon, shining a vivid green, becalmed the two enraged Pokèmon. Then, its duty done, the green Pokèmon flew off into the wild blue yonder..." "Liar," the boy sighed, stroking the short fur of his Smeargle who seemed completely dazed by the story. "I'm not lying!" Grandpa cried out, "The Sootopolis Crisis happened! It's just that it happened fifty years ago!" "Oh, Kamataru, you should be a believer." The boy's grandma spoke. "I think he's right." Kamataru shook his head, "It's only a legend. Nothing like that can really happen." Grandma sighed and patted the Smeargle, nicknamed Tisan by her trainer. "Pokèmon have divine powers, isn't that right, Missy?" Grandma's Misdreavus, dubbed Missy, gave a shrill cry of agreement. "Smeargle!" Tisan squealed, earning a glare from Kamataru. "Traitor..." Kamataru's grandparents were now the keepers of the Red and Blue Orb. Which had been here ever since he could remember. They were always telling legends about a trainer who had help put a stop to the 'Sootopolis Crisis' (which was only a legend that took place in 2005). He personally thought they needed to get with the times. "Then why doesn't anyone remember?" He smiled smugly. "Because the titans do not wish for anyone to remember the darkened times." Grandma replied coolly. "Yeah, yeah," Kamataru lifted himself up from the dewy grass of Mt. Pyre. "Is it okay if I ask Dusk to take me back to Lilycove?" Kamataru was referring to his Grandpa's Dusclops. Both Grandma and Grandpa had a thing for Ghost Pokèmon. Grandpa nodded, "I'm sure he'll give you a ride-ahh!" At that moment, the mountain shook, and the screams of the people in the building under the peak rang in Kamataru's ears. "What- what was that?" "Gle, smear," Tisan said shakily. Missy gave a wail and floated to look down the mountain to discover that harsh waves were crashing against the base. "Come on, we have to get down from here!"