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The sky was bright with stars. Swathes of them filled the heavens, their lights brightly burning many different colors. The void of space filled the universe. Outer space was not empty, however. It was filled with gravitational pulls of the stars, clouds of multi-hued dust, the giant balls of gas themselves, asteroids, meteors, and billions of planets. Life was not supported by space but the planets that allowed life to happen were. Without the simple laws of physics that kept them in place they could be too far or too close from their suns to support life. It was truly amazing how the laws of the universe worked together.

One meteor held a type of life known as a virus. Some could argue that a virus wasn't alive because it couldn't produce on its own, one of the qualities that defined life. But this virus defied what was normal as it mutated into something that became known as a Pokemon. It even came up with a name for itself: Deoxys.

Deoxys slowly, lethargically, woke from its slumber. A dream of its beginning had come to it, one that made ever more grateful to be truly alive and on a planet of living creatures. While pretty, the vast, lifeless space was somewhat dull compared to the company of living beings. Deoxys stretched and found it was inside a vat of some clear viscous substance. It was a little like Jello. Somehow it was still getting the oxygen it needed. Deoxys looked around. It was in a glass cylinder in a dimly lit room. Looking around it located Suicune in another tube. With its telepathy Deoxys said to Suicune, Are you alright? We need to get out as soon as possible. I am sure you agree. Deoxys tested the glass wall. It seemed like it might be weak enough to break. I think they expected us to be unconcious longer than we were and as a result placed us in a weaker cage. It told its companion.