Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Twisted Space

Prologue: The Lost Village

Lookout Peak. It was a small village that overlooked the majestic prairies and forests of Herbon. About two hundred Pokémon called this peaceful cliff home, and none would trade their peaceful summit for the world. Well...all but one.

This one worked diligently during the pinnacle of the village's harvest. Berry trees lined the mountainside, flourishing with fresh produce. It was a time of laborious work, but also one of exuberant celebration. The harvest was Lookout Peak's main source of income, and a successful reaping meant a tolerable winter.

But this Pokémon, a young Sentret, craved much more than a successful harvest. He enjoyed the days he spent in Lookout Peak. However, he grew bored of the tiny farming village he lived in all his life. He read books, studied maps of the world, anything to satiate his longing for adventure.

Instead, he remained in Lookout Peak, sowing the seed and reaping the verdant berry trees as the sun climbed over the horizon. The villagers always harvested before dawn so that they could spend the rest of their day preparing for the feast tonight.

"Vigil! Look at this giant Oran Berry I found!" A Pokémon charged over to the young Sentret. It was his younger brother, Vedette, wrapping a large, blue fruit in his tiny paws. Vigil turned to see his brother's enthusiastic expression as he held the Oran Berry out with pride.

"Wow! That's a big one Vedette!" Vigil congratulated his brother.

"Wait until Mom and Dad see it!"

"Oh, we see it alright."

The brothers shifted focus to the two Furret that approached them. They examined the berry that Vedette had found.

"Oh my!" their mother cheered. "Vedette! This will be perfect for the feast tonight!"

"I think the two of you have worked hard enough today," their father smiled proudly. "We have plenty of fruit for tonight, and it seems like the adults will handle the rest of the harvest from here."

Vedette tugged on his older brother, "Vigil! Let's go play!"

"Actually, I was planning on hiking through the forest today."

"Oh! Can I come?"

"Sorry, Vedette," their mother intervened. "The forest can be dangerous. You're not old enough to go out there yet."

"Aw! But Mom!?"

"Listen to Mom, Vedette," Vigil rubbed Vedette's head. "I'll be back in time for the feast."

"Be careful out there, Vigil. Stick to the trail and don't wander off. And remember, the feast begins at dusk." his mother warned.

"Mom, I'll be alright on my own. I'm not a child anymore."

"You will always be my child, Vigil. That's why I will always worry about you."

His parents always did warn about the dangers of straying from the paths to Lookout Peak. Wild Pokémon lurked in the forests surrounding the solitary path that led from his village to the bottom of the mountain. Vigil payed no mind. Exploring the forest was something he had done for so long that they no longer scared him.

Today, however, would be different. Vigil was growing bored of his trivial journeys into the forest. Today, he wanted more.

Today, he would be traveling down to the bottom of Lookout Peak.

The very thought invigorated the young Sentret. He had grown so weary of these menial quests through the area around his home. A glint appeared in his eye that reflected the enthusiasm within.