Hi everyone! acam here with my first post on these forums. I present to you a fan fiction based on Nintendo's vast Pokémon universe. Pokémon Link: Rise of the Syndicate. In this story, old enemies return with a vengeance, and it's up to a small group of heroes guided by an assortment of familiar faces to stop them.

Warning: This story can be a bit dark and disturbing at times. There are also a few instances of language. Reader discretion is advised.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Prologue: The Great Escape
 
Dawn had just broke at The Field, the largest prison in the entire Pokémon world. Within its iron grip lay some of the most fearsome criminals known to any region. Felons from the bottom (Grunts and Peons, Mainly) all the way up to the top (Major Admins, Commanders, and Bosses) were housed here, so security had to be nearly airtight. In order to meet these requirements, governments from every region shelled out massive amounts of money; and it showed. The massive prison was surrounded by an extremely thick quilting of electrified barbed wire, split by four guard towers manned by at least 30 people at any given time. Outside of every cell block, there was a couple of guards patrolling the area with their Pokémon (Mightyena, Houndoom, Primeape, and other threatening or otherwise generally intimidating species were preferred) in order to maintain the relative peace of the prison and thwart any escape attempts. Just in case a crook managed to smuggle a poke ball into The Field, there was a machine located deep within the prison that always emitted a frequency that worked to short-circuit the balls, rendering them useless. Even with all of these measures in place, as the staff of the prison would soon find out, this system was far from perfect...
"Mail call for a mister...Harmonia, Ghetsis!"
"Over here, fool!", replied Ghetsis in an irritable half-sleeping state.
"Yeah, got a package for ya, bright eyes." the mail carrier snapped back, just as irritably. He walked over to Ghetsis's cell, taking note of his appearance. What stood before him hardly looked like the manipulative, cruel boss of the now defunct Team Plasma. The man had graying green hair that went down to his hips. He had on an old, white robe with a green stripe going down the center, and had the lower half of his body covered by his orange prison jumpsuit. To top off his "look" he had a rather large, scraggly beard.
Before he handed it over though, he followed standard procedure and radioed a package checker. After about five minutes, the checker arrived and started his inspection.
"Let's see here...a whistle,...an mp3 player,...a blank CD...and...What do we have here?" The package checker pulled out two black-topped poke balls adorned with a yellow "U". "Heh, it's a shame ya can't use this. Could snag a couple nice Kangaskhan with these things."
"I like to keep mementos from my trainer days." Ghetsis explained.
"Oh, there's also a letter." The mail carrier opened it up and the inspector read it.
"Nurse Joy runs on a Dodrio backwards. -LE"
The two men pondered the meaning of this.
"How do you...run on a Dodrio at all, let alone backwards?" the mail carrier questioned.
"Beats me."
"What does this even have to do with anything?"
As if in answer to the guards' questionings, Ghetsis took out the whistle and used it. No sound came out that the guards could hear, but it certainly made noise, because then, all hell broke loose.
A deafening cacophony of pained Pokémon whipped the prison into a frenzy. While all of the on-duty officers tended to their partners, the ex-Team Plasma boss took out a poke ball, waiting for his kiai, a snap (indicating that the poke ball-disrupting machine had shorted out).
snap!
Taking his chance, he took out one of the balls and threw it down, sending out his Hydreigon. He gave the Brutal Pokémon a single order: fly him to freedom. Hydreigon and his handler bashed their way out of the cell, and to their next objective.
In another part of the prison, Maxie and Archie wait patiently for their ride. The two tried to tune out the chaos. As far as they were concerned, they were a few minutes away from not only freedom, but unimaginable power. Finally, an old man burst in with a rather large three-headed dragon.
"Get on, you two! Our destiny awaits!" the old man shouted. So, the two got on and the dragon blazed through the prison.
As the trio of renegades made it outside, some of the guards finally managed to calm their Pokémon. At this point, many of the in-prison officers as well the guards in the towers had their guns and Pokémon trained on the Hydreigon as well as the three bosses.
One of the commanding officers came forward and spoke through a megaphone. "By the power of The Field Inter Regional Prison, I order you to withdraw your Pokémon and stand down!"
A twisted grin formed on Ghetsis's face. "Oh-ho, so it looks like one of the insects wants to play. Well, we'll be happy to oblige. Hydreigon, Surf! Out of nowhere, a gigantic tidal wave appeared from behind the beast and swamped the entire prison and all of the officers along with it. With that, the villains flew over the gates and to their new HQ, Ghetsis laughing maniacally all the way.

This is a really great story. Like, really good.
Be sure to PM me when more entries are released!