The serpentine creature dropped WanderingWolf in the lava. "Kahkahkah! Why hello there, pathetic humans. Don't worry, I won't do to you what I did to your lamb of sacrifice. I'm simply here on orders of the old man to guide you to victory," the creature informed the group.
"No introductions, brother? We're supposed to handle this formally and show respect," another creature that had appeared behind podium one suddenly uttered. It was quadrupedal and blue. Most of all, it looked majestic, which was a welcoming sight to the challengers.
"Dammit brother! Pah, fine, my name is Giratina, the youngest of the dragon trio," the serpentine creature unwillingly let out of his mouth. It was clear that Giratina had terrible manners and an attitude. The killing of WanderingWolf clearly showed that it was also violent.
"I am P-Palkia," a bipedal pink creature that had been standing behind podium two timidly whispered. Palkia looked fearsome an strong, but its awkward shyness was somewhat ironic. Some of the competitors thought his irony was the ultimate cuteness.
"And I am Dialga, the eldest of the dragon trio," the blue creature proclaimed proudly. It was clear that Dialga was the perfect representation of pride, beauty, and elegance. He was the perfect contrast to the grim destruction that surrounded everyone. "We should provide these humans with safety for now, brothers."
"R-right..." Palkia raised his arm high in the air and covered it in water, then brought it down on the lava. Once the steam had settled, solid black basalt was in the lava's place. The competitors stepped down on it with great relief.
"Now, we must inform you of the current situation," Dialga began. "This is what you call Apocalypse. To us, it is called Judgement. Our Father has demanded that humans be brought to justice for the atrocious sins previous generations had committed. I suppose you should all be held at blame, seeing as you clearly showed some of those sins just now with your foolish acts. Sadly, I regret to tell you that your game must go on. If humans are to continue their existence, the winner of this game must exemplify traits that will redeem the human race in the eyes of our Father."
"Kahkahkah! From what I've seen, it's typical for you fools to be paired in teams to compete. Seeing as there's three of us and eighteen of you, I'm guessing teams of six will be appropriate. Seeing as I'm the youngest, I'll pick DevinTheWelf, professorlight, Eagle4, Eron, Machamp The Champion, and Scorched Feathers to be on my team, Platinums," Giratina ordered.
"I-I'll have TheGuy, T-TwistedTurtwig, Juliacoolo, Drohn, C-Celever, a-and Professor Palutena... for the Pearls," Palkia stammered.
"Very well, I'll take Keeper of Night, rev3rsor, Luispipe8, Athena, RaichuGirl, and Cobalt Phoenix for Diamonds," Dialga said. "Now ... what do we do next? From my research, I understand that a challenge is in order. As a fan of literature and arts, I would love to see you humans write tales in our honor. We will review them and determine who has the greatest piece. The winning team will have the satisfaction of not offering someone up for sacrifice."
"Gah! How dare you pick something so stupid! Fine, I'll let this slide, but I'm deciding what they do next," Giratina thundered. What happened next was...