This is my first Pokemon Fanfic so please don't hate, I will improve soon.

All was quiet in the land of Auran. The beedrills were buzzing and everyone else was at início enjoying the afternoon in great peace.

(Faraway) "This will not be happening," A Mewtwo said. But there was something off about this Mewtwo, instead of being lavender and a darkish purple it was charcoal black and bright red. Behind him lied a crowd of Pokemon, but they were also strange. "Us shadow Pokemon will win this fight," The shadow Mewtwo said without looking at the crowd of strangely colored Pokemon that sat quietly behind him. He turned around and walked through the crowd pushing any Pokemon that didn't mover out of the way, he could careless if they got hurt. All he thought of them were tools for war. He stepped into a dimly lighted room and went to a small desk. On the escrivaninha, mesa lied battle plans. "At midnight tomorrow we will attack and destroy these fools," He said to himself. "They've lived in peace for way too long. It's time to create some excitement," He said. "The war will begin."