PMD: Times of Strife

Prologue

Inside a large dark stone room sat a single Eevee bound by a chain around his neck. On the other side of the stone room sat a ledge, and on that ledge lay a bag filled to the brim with items. The Eevee feeling defeated lays limp on the ground contemplating what he should do next.

I need to get out of here, I need to stop Him. But how am I supposed to stop him if I'm trapped in here? Now would be a good time to have them with me. But they're gone, and I can do nothing about it. The Eevee lets a single tear fall from his eyes as it dawns on him how helpless his situation is.

He beat all three of us like it was nothing, and with all his minions I stand no chance on my own.

Suddenly the Eevee could hear a cracking sound coming from below him, glancing down he noticed a light peeking through the floor. Then suddenly the floor fully opened up and the Eevee began dangling from the chain around his neck. He was suffocating slowly.

Panic taking over he moved his paws up to try and give his neck room to breathe but nothing was working. Try as he might he couldn't get his paws under it. The ground was shaking violently along with the ceiling of his prison, chancing a glance at his bag he watched as a rock from the ceiling fell onto the ledge with his bag. The Eevee watched as the bag was launched into the air in his direction, thinking quickly he began swinging his chain. Through the pain, he managed to catch his bag as it began to fall into the abyss below him.

Reaching into it he grabbed a sharp rock he kept in case of an emergency and began cutting the chain miraculously the tension in it made it easier to break apart and he felt himself begin to fall. Reaching up quickly he grabbed onto the chain while still holding his bag and began climbing up to the room.

As he reached the top again all he could see was devastation. The ceiling of his prison was no more, being replaced with the midday sky. But it wasn't at the same time. The sky had turned blood red and he could see parts of the ground being pulled into a large blue and red object in the sky.

He was too late to save his world. He had been working for months to try and prevent this devastation but it was to no avail. The second he got himself captured his world had been doomed to a horrible fate.

The realization of millions of innocent lives being taken, while the last emotion they would ever feel was fear.

Neko, Olly, I'm sorry. I couldn't avenge you. I hope I see you guys in the afterlife. Turning to his right he quickly went to jump out a hole that had formed in the wall. He could feel the object trying to pull him in, but he refused to let himself be taken without a fight.

He was an agile Eevee who knew his way around this world. He had explored almost every inch of it in his life for one reason or another. He knew his only hope of escaping was the obelisk at the ocean shore. He and his friends had a failsafe in case they weren't successful, the obelisk would take him somewhere else that was not being destroyed. He just had to put in the obelisk disc and everything would work itself out.

Running through dense forests for what felt like hours the Eevee reached the mystery dungeon that housed the obelisk. Quickly entering he could feel the deadness in the air. Most of the ferals were hiding from what was going on in the world.

I guess that makes my life easier. Speeding his way through the dungeon avoiding the urge to pick up items along the way. No matter how badly he should stock up on Oran berries.

Reaching the final floor was easy not having to fight anything, however. Lying before the Eevee stood three passageways all branching off in different directions. Tapping into his mind he imagined all the different paths and felt around for how each one felt.