I'm No Eevee...

Then, it happened....

Narrator's point of view:
There was a loud rumble as dark clouds had rolled in. Lightning and thunder had come, striking innocent Pokémon and people. Yes, the end of the world had come today. No warnings were gave. The earth had spilt into two. Seperating Pokémon from people. This became known as the "incident". No surviving Pokémon had trainers anymore. There was, however, a magical portal that would allow Pokémon to crossover to the human side, but it was well hidden, and very hard to get through. The humans had soon forgotten about Pokémon, but the Pokémon forgot nothing. And that's where our story begins.