Chapter 3: The Past of the Darkness

(The First War: Battle of the Heavens, Thousands of years ago)

 From out of the Dark Portal came last a shadow in the form of a man, dressed in a black hooded cloak, which covered his entire face.
The cloaked man turned to gaze at his two creators, and then turned away, vanishing into a black hole that had come out of nowhere.

(Years before that, before the beginning of time)

 Before Arceus, before time, I was born. I am the first evil. The First Darkness. I was born before any other god. I am god! When I was first born into the Universe, I was nothing but a mere shadow.

 A fragment of time, that was consumed with hate, and the desire to kill. But I knew someday, I wouldn't be alone. There would be others, for I foresaw it. It all played out in my mind. Every little bit of the future that I saw, came out so clearly to me. It was as if it was reality.

 Then it literally came true. A being began to form from the stars. The stars were colliding into a massive explosion. It created a being of great power, that not even I could comprehend. The being was born with the name, Arceus.

 I hid myself from Arceus, and made sure my powers were not known by him. He thought he was all that was in the Universe. My Universe. He began to create planets, and things on those planets. One planet he cherished the most. He called that planet, Earth.

 Upon Earth, he created beings, humans, and even creatures, which in time, would become known as Pokemon. I watched with interest. It intrigued me to know how much time and effort Arceus was putting into these creatures, and beings, that he, himself, did not see the true evil that was within the humans and Pokemon.

 These humans would later become vile, killing and stealing, raping and torturing others. I couldn't understand why Arceus continued to create these things. Even if he couldn't see the future of time, like I, why would he create beings that he himself couldn't control, unless he forced them out of their own free will.

 I watched calmly from the shadows of Arceus. He never imagined me alive. I don't even think he cared to.

 After the Earth was created, and Arceus left to create his own Dimension, I decided to view these humans and Pokemon closer. I entered their world, and assumed a human-like form. I enjoyed my new form. I could feel and touch. I could breathe in the strange thing called air. I could think, and move freely. This place, it was my own…home, and I could do whatever I pleased, including to kill the very beings Arceus had created.

 I would haunt the humans and the Pokemon, and kill them. Destroy every last bit of them, and torture them, just as they would soon do to each other. It pleased me. Gave me satisfaction. I wanted more.

 I began to travel to many places and kill them. My reason for doing so, well, because I hated Arceus. He believed himself to be a god, and I was the only god. I AM GOD! But no, the humans and Pokemon worshiped Arceus. Arceus needed to know I was alive. He needed to know I existed, and that I was here to destroy everything he loved and cherished, until he gave himself up to me, so that I may destroy him, and rein as the only, One True God.

 I began my bloodthirsty hunt for revenge on Arceus, and for the longest time Arceus hadn't even noticed, which began to piss me off.

 I wanted to get Arceus to notice the killings, so this time, I entered his realm, his Dimension.

 The world within Arceus' realm was dark and distorted, and as I walked within it, I heard loud cries of a Pokemon.

 What is that? I thought.

 Then out of the darkness, he came. A giant creature of great power. I remained calm in it's presence. Then it spoke to me.

 "I am Giritina: Guardian of the Distortion World. I have been placed in charge by Arceus, the God of the Stars. Who are you, and what are you doing within this realm?"

 I smiled, and answered, "I am...." I thought for a moment, realizing I hadn't found a name for myself, other than The First Darkness, or The First Evil. What was I going to call myself? Then it occurred to me I kill, I murder, I massacre

 "I am The Annihilator!"

 Giritina looked down on me with his dark eyes, trying to scare me, or find out what's deep within my mind, but he failed. I wouldn't allow him in my mind.

 "Why do you call yourself that, my friend?" Giritina spoke calmly, trying to gain my friendship, for he didn't understand that I didn't, nor ever want any friends. I only needed myself, and he was soon going to learn that.

 "I am not your friend, fool." I spoke, coldly. I began to chuckle.

 "I kill Arceus' creations, and destroy everything he holds dear. I was born before time, before Arceus. I watched the Universe stay in total darkness. I watched the stars collide and form Arceus. I watched as he created the planets, the humans, and the Pokemon, and watched as he claimed he was god. But I tell you this, I am the only god!"

 "What?!" Giritina looked shocked, and appeared stunned. "Arceus created another god?!"

 "Another god?" That was odd. I thought Arceus claimed to be the only god! He must want more of himself, so that he could have more power! Damn him!

 Then I saw another vision. A vision of the future.

 Three Pokemon stood in a circle around a dead being, which laid on the floor. The being's head was gone. It was a Pokemon, in the shape of a crescent moon.  Two of the gods I did not recognize. But one, one I did, and he stood in front of my vision;Arceus. The one to Arceus' left was dark. He was ghost-like, black. Like a shadow. The other, to Arceus' right was a star shaped Pokemon. Then I heard them talking.

 "She was my sister." The dark one spoke, sadly. "I loved her. How could The Annihilator do such a thing. Such evil. Why'd you create him, Arceus?"

 "I did not." Arceus spoke. "He was created by the darkness."

 "We must find a way to destroy him." The star Pokemon began. "But how, is the question."

 My vision ended there, and I looked back at Giritina with a grin.

 "You, Guardian of the Distortion World, may I ask of you to do my biddings?" I asked the giant Pokemon.

 "What would I get in return from this?" Giritina asked, and I chuckled.

 "You'd become a god, my 'friend".

(A few years later)

  I, and Giritina, began to battle the Crescent Moon Pokemon named, Cresselia. She fought us hard, but I had enough fun torturing her. She struggled to stay up, afloat, but knew that her powers were gone, and she hadn't much time to live, especially now that I was able to kill her.

 I approached Cresselia, and looked down on her with a smile, pulling out my blood-stained jagged knife from my cloak. I was going to smite off her head, just as my vision had predicted. My future was coming true, which pleased me.

 Then, suddenly, out from behind, the three gods, which I had been given their names by Giritina: Arceus (Which I had already known), Darkrai, the dark one, and Jirachi, the star Pokemon, and held me back. Jirachi sent Cresselia away to safety.

 Then two more Pokemon appeared, and I received their names through their open minds: Dialga and Palkia. They sealed Giritina within his own realm, the Distortion World for eternity. Then they all turned to me, and began to flow all their power around me. I couldn't escape it. The power of all these gods had trapped me, and I was going to be destroyed or so I thought, but instead the gods trapped me within a Dark Portal, and I was sealed away with all the dead evil beings that I came to know as Shadows.

 Arceus was foolish enough to believe he could seal me away like that. I saw another vision back then.
In that vision, I saw Darkrai wanting more power. He wanted and needed that power, and tried to take it from Arceus, his creator, and he only received a portion. After, Darkrai formed his own realm, and many called him the Devil God, and that's when the Battle of the Heavens came, and was fought. That is how I was released.

 I remember that day, quite clearly, the day of my liberation. I was reviewing a plan for revenge in my head. After a few millennia in here, I was sure the plan was perfect. (1 year in real world equals roughly 1000 years in here)
 Then  if as an answer to my prayers (to myself, of course), a rip was seemly created in the air in front of me. Without a second glance behind me, I jumped through after my pets: the shadows.

 When I was half way through the portal, I saw 2 more gods on the other end killing all who escaped, I sent my pets out to deal with them, who they killed by sheer numbers.

 I watched the two gods fall to Earth dead, I turned to gaze at my two liberators, Arceus and Darkrai,  and then turned away, before vanishing into a black hole that I created with what little power I had left. I spent the next few hundred years, in wait for my powers to return, which they did ever  so slowly.

(Present Day)

 I stand here, at the top of Spear Pillar, looking down upon this pathetic earth. I had escaped my prison during the Battle of the Heavens. Arceus was foolish enough to believe he could seal me away like that. I saw another vision back then.

 In that vision, I saw Darkrai wanting more power. He wanted and needed that power, and tried to take it from Arceus, his creator, and he only received a portion.

 After, Darkrai formed his own realm, and many called him the Devil God, and that's when the Battle of the Heavens came, and was fought. That is how I was released.

 I smiled, and with a loud yell to the regions below, I cried, "FEAR ME FOR I AM THE TRUE GOD!"