Judgement of the Many Minds

by Pokelego999

Summary:

For the first time in millennia, Arceus has called his most important counsel to discuss the recent events that have been plaguing the world via a strange connection of the mind. His closest and smartest allies... Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Azelf, Mesprit, Uxie, Mew, that one.... wait.

Perhaps he should've fine-tuned the settings before the meeting started.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Mew, and seven others have connected. 

Arceus: Hello… is everyone here?

Dialga: Affirmative.

Palkia: Seconded.

Mew: Thirded!

Giratina: I am connected.

Azelf: I speak on behalf of my siblings when I say we are all ready and waiting. 

Arceus: Excellent. Then this new mental connection is working favorably. 

Dialga: Most certainly.

Arceus: But alas, we have more important matters to attend to. You all know why I called this meeting. 

Palkia: Indeed. It pertains to the overall stability of creation, correct?

Arceus: Yes. Recently, more and more has been leaking through to our dimension, and it’s caused some… complications. 

Giratina: Yes. First Team Galactic… then that incident in Alola… and again in Galar and Paldea. It really must be quite a chore if this is your first time calling a proper meeting in millennia.

Arceus: Yes, which is why we need to

Arceus: …

Arceus: Mew?

Mew: Yeah?

Arceus: Whomst is the presence with thou?

Mew: I dunno what you mean!

Mewtwo: He means me, pipsqueak.

 

Mew: Hey! Don’t go blowing your cover like that!

Mewtwo: He is literally the creator of all, Mew. My cover was already blown.

Mew: Awwwwwww.

Arceus: Whomst is-

Mewtwo: I am Mewtwo. I am… well, I suppose you could call me…

Mew: He’s my little brother!

Mewtwo: I am not your little brother! I am your clone!

Mew: …Same difference. 

Arceus: I suppose if he is thou’s relative… I shall allow it. But do not cause trouble, young clone.

Mewtwo: Wasn’t planning on it. Mew, though…

Mew: I never plan trouble! Innocence is my middle name!

Mewtwo: Just like how you said, two hours ago, that your middle name was trouble?

Mew: It’s a pairing! Like Mew Innocence-Trouble Genesis Supernova Deoxyribonucleic 

Arceus: I shall cut you off before we get too deep into… this, again. 

Giratina: Yeah, last time we let Mew rattle off his name, we were here for hours. 

Arceus: In any case, as I was saying…

Arceus: …

Arceus: Dialga

Dialga: Look, I found her while I was busy monitoring the timelines, and I thought “Oh, she’s cute, let me adopt her!”

Celebi: Yippee!

Palkia: And I suppose that’s why that one random subway dude wound up several hundred years ago by “complete accident?”

Dialga: It was ONE time

Arceus: Order! 

Arceus: Listen, I shall allow it. So long as no one else-

Darkrai: Is it fine if I chill here?

Arceus:

Arceus: Whomst are thou supposed to be?

Darkrai: You don’t remember me? Mr. Nightmare Weaver, as those folk down below call me? 

Arceus: …Not particularly. 

Darkrai: Wow. There’s a dent to my ego.

Giratina: I feel like we’d get along great.

Darkrai: Agreed.

Dialga: Better question, how did you get in?

Darkrai: I dunno. Kind of just woke up here… or I suppose, apparated here. These kinds of dreams are strange ones.

Arceus: Right, well, if we could stop having interlopers suddenly show up out of the blue, then perhaps this meeting could finally proceed. 

Hoopa: …

Hoopa: Is now a bad time to tell everyone I’m here?

Palkia: I told you to remain silent, you ignoramus!

Arceus: I feel we need to be having a very different kind of conversation right now. 

Notes:

Welcome to the random chatfic I'm starting because I thought it'd be funny. Hopefully filled with crack and fun, let's get this show on the road.

Chapter 2: Wormhole Problems

 

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and ten others have connected.

 

Arceus: Attention!

Giratina: Geez, a little bit lighter on the ears next time…

 

Arceus: Apologies, Giratina, but this is urgent.

Palkia: I presume it’s about today’s Ultra Wormhole incident?

 

Arceus: Thou would be correct, Palkia. Someone hath caused this incident again, and we need to work out whomst and why. 

 

Dialga: I may have a lead.

 

Arceus: Good, whomst?

 

Solgaleo: You called?

 

Arceus: …Dialga.

 

Dialga: Look, they’re important to this case, alright?

Arceus: Fine, but only because thou is making sense. 

 

Arceus: Whomst are thou?

 

Solgaleo: I am Solgaleo. I hail from another dimension, as does my compatriot, Lunala.

 

Lunala: Greetings. Pardon the intrusion. 

 

Mew: Geez, do you guys all need to sound so stuck up?

Giratina: Shut up Mew. 

 

Mew: Only because you’re as like minded as me.

 

Giratina: I hate you sometimes. 

 

Arceus: Focus! Solgaleo, Lunala, what do thou know of the recent Ultra Wormhole incidents?

Lunala: Nothing, really. We can cause Ultra Wormholes, but it wasn’t us this time. 

 

Palkia: …This time?

 

Dialga: Would you happen to know who caused this? 

 

Solgaleo: Unfortunately not. We may have a hunch, but… 

 

Arceus: Unless thou can prove this hunch, I am afraid we shall have to keep thou here. We cannot risk loose Ultra Wormholes in this dimension. 

 

Cosmog: Papa, Mama! When are we going home? I’m sleepy. 

 

Arceus:

 

Solgaleo:

 

Dialga:

 

Dialga: You brought your kid?

 

Lunala: Look, who else was taking care of them while we’re knocked out?

 

Cosmoem: What Mom said. 

 

Arceus: This is not “bring thou’s child to work day!”

 

Celebi: Yeah! That’s tomorrow! 

Dialga: Celebi, politely, please be quiet before your grandfather kills you. 

 

Celebi: Awwwwwww…

 

Mew: I feel like you and me would get along great.

 

Celebi: Really?

Arceus: Thou are all so… 

 

Uxie: I believe the word you are looking for, father, is “horribly incompetent.”

 

Mew: That’s two words.

Uxie: Good. That means you’re finally paying attention.

 

Mew: Why you-

 

Mesprit: Wow. Someone’s got strong emotions. 

 

Arceus: This is why I regret having children… 

 

Celebi: Oh, shouting match! Can I join!?

 

Cosmog: Mama, it’s so loud… it’s scary.

 

Lunala: Don’t worry dear, it’s just people more immature than you pestering each other.

 

Cosmoem: So nothing I didn’t do, then?

 

Lunala: Exactly, dear.

 

Arceus: I definitely could have managed the entire fabric of reality by myself, I seriously don’t understand what any of my children could possibly mean. 

 

Mew: I will get my brother to unleash raining fire on you all!

 

Giratina: I think everyone knows that even if he could do that, he wouldn’t. 

 

Dialga: Celebi, stop engaging in a yelling match with the others.

 

Celebi: But dad, I’m not shouting, I’m mentally shouting! 

 

Arceus: I don’t look tired! I don’t understand it… 

 

Mesprit: I regret nothing!

 

Uxie: I know you don’t.

 

Azelf: Seconded. 

 

Solgaleo: If you all could please calm down. 

 

Palkia: I swear, these meetings are a nightmare…

Darkrai: You called?

 

Giratina: If one more Pokemon enters this room I am going to usurp father again solely so I can impose some form of sense on you all. 

 

Mew: Wait, again!?

 

Dialga: Mew, you were there.

 

Mew: I was!?

Palkia: Remember the incident that you keep referring to as “The Big Meanie Fart Session?”

 

Giratina: He called me what!?

 

Mew: Oh yeah! 

 

Necrozma has connected.

 

Necrozma: Am I interrupting anything?

 

Giratina: Father.

 

Giratina: Prepare.

 

Arceus: At this point I shall welcome it.

Arceus: Whomst is thou?

Necrozma: Necrozma. You may know me as The Blinding One.

 

Arceus: And why is thou here?

 

Necrozma: Because apparently I caused your little Ultra Wormhole debacle by accident when that little pink tyke of yours came by and scared me silly. 

 

Arceus: …

 

Arceus: Mew.

 

Mew has disconnected.

 

Arceus: I shall smite him later.

 

Giratina: I am on your doorstep, father.

 

Necrozma: Was now a bad time, or…?

 

Mesprit: Nah, if anything, you came at just the right time. 

 

Uxie: If you want popcorn for the upcoming battle, the sale at Veilstone Department Store is currently the cheapest popcorn in the world. I’d suggest going there.

 

Necrozma: … Thank you?

 

Mewtwo has connected.

 

Mewtwo: What are you all 

 

Mewtwo: ...

 

Mewtwo: You know what? You guys deal with this.

 

Mewtwo has disconnected. 

Chapter 3: Dreams Are Made of This

Dialga: Brother, how have you been holding up after all of the recent distortions? 

 

Palkia: Fine enough. Thank you for asking, brother. All it does tell me is that we should have worked on further improving the barriers between our worlds. If this much is leaking through… 

 

Dialga: Indeed. It could potentially threaten the stability of our world. We must do something. 

 

Palkia: I’m afraid we cannot act without father’s permission, and almost certainly not here. Quickly, we should make haste and depart before anyone else notices this transmission. 

 

Darkrai has connected.

 

Darkrai: Greetings.

 

Dialga: …Greetings.

 

Darkrai: Do I sense some… animosity?

 

Palkia: Can it, you two. I will not have fighting here. 

 

Darkrai: I had no such intentions.

 

Dialga: Don’t sound so smug about it. 

 

Palkia: In any case, Nightmare Weaver, we were about to depart. Is there anything we can help you with?

 

Darkrai: How formal. In any case… Yes, there is something I would mind asking about.

 

Palkia: …Which is?

 

Darkrai: Given that these meetings take place within my domain… perhaps it would be wise to inform the other Pokemon who wanders the dreamscapes… my counterpart, Cresselia. 

 

Palkia: Hm… brother, what are your thoughts?

 

Dialga: We are outside of father’s jurisdiction… but the Nightmare Weaver raises a valid point. 

 

Dialga: We shall allow this, Darkrai. Go ahead.

 

Darkrai: Alright, thank you. 

 

Darkrai: … 

 

Cresselia has connected.

 

Cresselia: Goodness… Darkrai, what kind of dream have you brought me into this time?

 

Dialga: Greetings, Cresselia.

 

Cresselia: …

 

Cresselia: Darkrai?

 

Darkrai: Yes?

Cresselia: Are those the Gods of Time and Space?

 

Darkrai: … Potentially. 

 

Cresselia: Are we inside of their dreamscapes? 

 

Darkrai: …Technically?

 

Palkia: This is a connection of the mind. We can communicate in this realm of the unconscious freely. While this isn’t necessarily a dream, per se, the Nightmare Weaver makes a valid point when it comes to your ability to navigate these realms. 

 

Dialga: Yes… while we are not meant to play favorites to mortals, or in your case, an incredibly long lived one, we have heard of your abilities, Cresselia, and figured it would not be remiss to allow you jurisdiction here. 

 

Cresselia: Oh, well… I’m honored. 

 

Arceus has connected.

 

Cresselia: … I-is that…?

 

Palkia: Oh dear.

 

Arceus: So I come to see whom happens to be accessing these channels without reason, and whom do I find?

 

Palkia: Father, I insist that this is not what it looks like.

 

Dialga: The Nightmare Weaver did it. 

 

Darkrai: Backstabbing scoundrel. 

 

Arceus: And what , pray tell, did he do?

 

Palkia: Well, you must understand, Cresselia is a Pokemon who can travel through dreams, so we figured that it would not be remiss to allow her free reign here.

 

Arceus: And what jurisdiction grants you the ability to invite her here? 

 

Dialga: No one’s, but of course, the Nightmare Weaver was very convincing with his… abilities.

 

Darkrai: What did I ever do to you?

 

Arceus: …Darkrai. 

 

Darkrai: I swear, he’s lying. 

 

Palkia: Father, I can back up Darkrai on this. Dialga is attempting to play the situation to his fancy.

 

Dialga: And why would I do that?

 

Palkia: Because you want Darkrai to stop interrupting your conversations in the middle of the night?

 

Darkrai: I do no such thing.

 

Dialga: 

 

Dialga: Look, he just connects and says nothing. It’s starting to get on my nerves a tad. 

 

Palkia: Seriously?

 

Dialga: It is, as the mortals put it...

 

Dialga: Freaky. 

 

Arceus: This is idiotic… 

 

Arceus: Fine, then allow me to lay down some ground rules. Cresselia, I understand thou is a kind Pokemon, and thus I shall not fault thou’s joining. 

 

Arceus: However, in the future, all proposals for inductees must run through I, and I alone.  Is that clear?

 

Dialga: Affirmative.

 

Palkia: I understand. 

 

Darkrai: …What they said.

 

Cresselia: Indeed. Apologies for the fuss, High Lord Arceus.

 

Arceus: There is no need to apologize, for thou was not brought here of thou’s own volition. For now, take care not to invite anyone else. 

 

Mew, Celebi, Jirachi, and Manaphy have connected.

 

Mew: Hey guys, what’s happening?

Mew: …

 

Mew: Guys.

 

Jirachi: Yeah?

 

Mew: Pops has his angry face on.

 

Celebi: What does that mean?

Mew: Run.  

 

Mew has disconnected.

 

Celebi has disconnected. 

 

Jirachi: Hehe… don’t need to tell me twice. Sorry grandpops. 

 

Jirachi has disconnected.

 

Manaphy: So... Arceus...

 

Manaphy: ...I’m, uh… honored?

 

Arceus: …

 

Arceus: Prince of the Sea?

Manaphy: …Yeah?

 

Arceus: Firstly, congratulations on the union.

 

Manaphy: Awwww… Thank you!

 

Arceus: Secondly, next time thou sees Mew, tell him that there will be a Future Sight hitting his exact location tomorrow at two o’clock on the dot. 

 

Arceus: And take care to elaborate that I will not miss. 

 

Manaphy: 

 

Manaphy: Gotcha boss. I’m just gonna…

 

Manaphy has disconnected.

 

Arceus: 

 

Darkrai: Wow, so this is what having kids is like.

 

Darkrai: …

Darkrai: That’s rough, buddy.

 

Arceus: If thou says one more thing thou shalt expect divine judgment upon thine’s premises within the coming morrow.

Chapter 4: Meeting of the Lakes

Azelf, Mesprit, and Uxie have connected.

 

Azelf: Sibling, are we connected?

 

Uxie: Yes. We should have no interference. Our close psychic connection is paying off. 

 

Mesprit: Then we must discuss… everything. 

 

Uxie: …

 

Uxie: I believe we are all unanimous in this agreement?

 

Mesprit: Yes.

 

Azelf: Indeed. Father is in no way prepared to deal with the repercussions of opening this line of communication.

 

Mesprit: He desperately needs to learn to account for Mew.

 

Uxie: Not just him. Dialga and Palkia off of their leash can create many a mess. 

 

Azelf: Indeed. The recent mess with Darkrai and Cresselia is proof of that. 

 

Mesprit: So that leads us to the next issue…

 

Azelf: …What should we do?

 

Uxie: …

Uxie: Nothing.

 

Azelf: …Nothing?

 

Uxie: Absolutely nothing.

 

Mesprit: But won’t this lead to great strife and turmoil?

 

Uxie: Of course it will. But you know how it is with hyper powerful creatures such as ourselves. 

 

Uxie: Things work out, in one way or another. 

 

Azelf: …I suppose I have to agree. That is the power of willpower, after all. 

 

Mesprit: And the power of tried and true emotion! Putting your all into everything you can!

 

Uxie: Exactly. And besides…

 

Uxie: It wouldn’t be a very good story if there weren’t some ups and downs before a happy ending. 

Chapter 5: Shadows

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina , and six others have connected.

 

Arceus: Right, to business.

 

Arceus: For the record, nothing of note has happened, but we must ensure security all the same. 

 

Palkia: So we should report anything of note now?

Arceus: Correct. Anything at all, however trivial it may be. 

 

Mew: Oh! Yesterday, I was walking down the road on the way to have a really sick playdate, right, and 

 

Arceus: Not that trivial, Mew. 

 

Giratina: I have an incident worth reporting.

 

Arceus: Yes?

Giratina: I’ve got this one guy who won’t leave me alone… shadowy looking dude. Very freaky. Not complaining since he looks cool and all, but I’d like to understand why he’s following me. 

 

Arceus: Understandable. Given that it is unlikely to talk to Giratina, would anyone be interested in talking to this mysterious specter on Giratina's behalf?

 

Giratina: Already synching him up to this chat.

 

Arceus: Thou is what

 

Deoxys has connected.

 

Deoxys: Who are you? What is this place?

 

Giratina: I could ask you the same question. Why are you following me?

 

Deoxys: I beg your pardon? 

 

Giratina: You’ve been stalking me in the Distortion World, haven’t you?

 

Deoxys: What is this… Distortion World? I am currently residing within the atmosphere of the planet known as Earth. 

 

Giratina: Wait, so you’re not the cute little marshmallow guy a few feet behind me?

 

Deoxys: I’m afraid not. Can you disconnect me from this psychic channel? I have other matters to attend to. 

 

Mewtwo has connected.

 

Mewtwo: Alright, what’s all the hullabaloo about this time

 

Mewtwo:

 

Mewtwo: Finally.

 

Deoxys: I sense you are strong. 

 

Mewtwo: A worthy opponent. 

 

Deoxys: One to rival my Psychic power? We shall see about that. 

 

Mewtwo: But not over this wavelength, we have company. 

 

Deoxys: Of course. Where do you wish to battle?

 

Mewtwo: Ever heard of Faraway Island?

 

Deoxys: It is within the recesses of my knowledge base, yes. You propose a battle there?

 

Mewtwo: Correct. 

 

Deoxys: Excellent. Last one there is a… what’s the term you Earthlings use…

 

Mewtwo: Rotten egg?

Deoxys: Yes, that’s it. A rotten egg.

 

Mewtwo: Well I’m already there.

 

Deoxys: As am I.

 

Mewtwo: How did you do that!?

 

Deoxys: Behold! 

 

Mewtwo and Deoxys have disconnected.

 

Mew: Oh, that sounds fun! I should watch!

 

Uxie:

 

Uxie: Mew?

Mew: Yes?

Uxie: Is Faraway Island not your home?

 

Mew:

 

Mew: Fudge marbles. 

 

Mew has disconnected.

 

Darkrai: So even younger brothers can be spiteful?

 

Darkrai: I learn more and more about these “family dynamics” by the day.

 

Arceus: I suppose I must nominate something to discuss, given...

 

Arceus: ... events that are far more recent than they should be... 

Arceus: We cannot keep inviting all of these wanton travelers into this highly private connection. We must have order. 

 

Dialga: What do you propose?

 

Arceus: I doubt I shall be able to stop these invitations single handedly, you are all too... 

 

Arceus: Ah, the exact word eludes my grasp.

 

Uxie: It doesn't elude mine. 

 

Arceus: But alas, what you all need is further moderation. 

 

Giratina: Oh, good. Who do you want me to bring on board? I know a few strong Pokemon with good mental fortitude. 

 

Arceus: Fret not Giratina. I have Pokemon in mind. 

 

Palkia: Who do you propose for moderation?

 

Giratina: And more importantly... you have contact with Pokemon beyond just your immediate family?

 

Arceus: ...Ignoring Giratina's remark, allow me to mimic thou, children. 

 

Arceus:

 

Ho-oh, Lugia, and Marshadow have connected.

 

Ho-oh: Greetings, High Lord. Why do you beckon us?

 

Arceus: I require thou’s unique mental talents to make sure these meetings between us do not get out of hand. 

 

Lugia: I understand. We don’t exactly have much better to do, so…

 

Ho-oh: Ah, Marshadow, as you’re here, how goes the monitoring project I assigned you on?

Marshadow: …Well.

 

Ho-oh: Excellent.

 

Giratina: Wait…

Giratina: Mar shadow ?

 

Marshadow: …Yes?

 

Giratina: You wouldn’t happen to be monitoring a massive gray and gold dragon with shadowy wings, would you?

 

Marshadow: …I am, actually. How do you have access to that information?

 

Giratina: …Do you see that dragon turning to face you?

 

Marshadow: …I do.

Giratina: …Do you see it charging up a Dragon Pulse in its mouth?

 

Marshadow: …I do. 

 

Marshadow: 

 

Marshadow: …Have an excellent day. 

 

Marshadow has disconnected.

 

Giratina: …Ho-oh?

 

Ho-oh: …I promise that this is not what it looks like. 

 

Arceus: If I could have order for a moment… 

 

Arceus: Ho-oh, Lugia, I require thou’s moderation assistance for the future, if that is alright. I trust this shall not be an issue?

 

Lugia: Already said I’m fine with whatever you need.

 

Ho-oh: Yes, agreed.

 

Arceus: Excellent. 

 

Arceus: I suppose, for now, do we have anything else that needs to be reported?

 

Dialga: Nothing important.

 

Palkia: Likewise.

 

Giratina: …Only that this tyke needs to get off of my territory in the future.

 

Ho-oh: …That can be arranged. 

 

Giratina: Good.

 

Arceus: Then we are all good to end the meeting? Excellent. I shall take my leave. 

 

Arceus has disconnected.

 

Dialga: I shall do the same. 

 

Palkia: Likewise. 

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: I’m watching you, roast chicken. 

 

Dialga, Palkia , and Giratina have disconnected.

 

Azelf, Mesprit , and Uxie have disconnected.

 

Ho-oh: …How did he know what I looked like?

 

Lugia: I wouldn't worry about it.

 

Darkrai: So…

 

Darkrai: Hello, new mods.

 

Lugia: Mods?

 

Darkrai: Human slang. Short for moderators.

 

Lugia: Ah, I see. Apologies, I don’t get out much. The only news of the outside I receive are from my children.

 

Darkrai: So that's why you're all free mentally... are you sealed in solitude as well?

Lugia: Something like that. My wings call rainstorms lasting for forty days with just one flap, so I stay in isolation to avoid devastation. 

 

Darkrai: …Damn. That’s hardcore. 

 

Lugia: What about you? You have implied you are in isolation as well. 

 

Darkrai: I cause nightmares in those around me, so I stay clear of humans and Pokemon to prevent unnecessary suffering. 

 

Lugia: I see… we truly are similar. 

 

Darkrai: Indeed. I wonder, to what extent… 

 

Raikou, Entei , and Suicune have connected.

 

Ho-oh: I hope I’m not intruding with this?

 

Darkrai: Hm… the big guy upstairs might not like that.

 

Arceus has connected.

 

Arceus: I shall allow it. 

 

Arceus has disconnected.

 

Darkrai:

 

Darkrai: I see how it is. 

 

Raikou: Oh, wow, this place is fancy.

 

Entei: Indeed. Ho-oh, what is this?

 

Ho-oh: A psychic connection. It allows for instant communication, no matter how far apart we are.

 

Entei: Ah, I see. That sounds useful.

 

Ho-oh: However, we must moderate discussions as needed. 

 

Suicune: And here I thought I had to deal with more than enough arguing as is...

 

Entei: At least our arguments aren’t as bad as what Lugia’s birds get into.

Lugia: Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres are very respectable individuals. 

 

Raikou: …So long as they aren’t in the same stretch of land.

 

Lugia: …Unfortunately. 

 

Ho-oh: Lugia, a word to the wise. Perhaps it would be better not to invite them to this. 

 

Lugia: As much as it pains me, I must agree. They would cause too much unnecessary strife. 

 

Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres have connected.

 

Ho-oh:

 

Ho-oh: Lugia.

 

Lugia: ...My mind slipped. 

 

Darkrai: I'm not even going to begin to question how that's halfway feasible. 

 

Articuno: Oh, hey pops. What’s up?

 

Raikou: Oh great, it’s the overblown Pidgey. 

 

Zapdos: What did you call us!?

 

Moltres: We can’t let these assaults to our image slide, you… er… 

 

Articuno: Flareon with weight problems, Meowth with hair loss issues, and Buizel who decided to glue a carpet to their head.

 

Suicune: Excuse me!?

 

Entei: How dare you!

 

Raikou: Is the Meowth with hair loss me or Entei?

 

Entei: 

 

Entei: Which do you think, Raikou? 

 

Raikou: Oh, now it’s on . 

 

Marshadow has connected.

 

Marshadow: ...I am no longer unconscious. I see I did not miss much?

 

Zapdos: Hey, kid, stick out of this! We got some beef we need to resolve. 

 

Marshadow: I’m a millennia older than all of you put together. 

 

Moltres: Either way, buzz off. 

 

Lugia: Zapdos, Moltres, don’t disrespect others. 

 

Articuno: Lugia, let us have this. 

 

Marshadow: End your feud now, or I’ll be forced to come to your location. 

 

Moltres: Oh, how terrifying.

 

Raikou: Yes, I’m quaking in my boots.

 

Suicune: Marshadow, politely, what would that-

 

Marshadow: The Lake of Rage.

 

Suicune: …What?

 

Marshadow: Your current location. Do you wish for me to get closer?

 

Suicune: … How preposterous… You could never-

 

Marshadow: Twelve o’clock. 

 

Suicune: What does that OH GOOD HEAVENS

 

Suicune has disconnected.

 

Marshadow : Anyone else?

 

Raikou: 

 

Entei:

 

Zapdos:

 

Articuno:

Moltres: 

 

Moltres: I could take him. 

 

Moltres: Wait what

 

Moltres has disconnected.

 

Raikou: 

 

Raikou: Temporary truce?

 

Zapdos: Temporary truce. 

 

Ho-oh: I’m so glad our children are getting along.

 

Lugia: Indeed. No disagreements whatsoever. 

 

Marshadow: “Yes, thank you Marshadow. You’re so helpful Marshadow.” 

 

Darkrai: First time?

 

Marshadow: Not really.

 

Darkrai: ...That's rough.

 

Arceus has connected.

 

Arceus: Greetings, I hath returned from the only bit of sleep I’ll get today. I assume I hath not missed much?

 

Arceus:

 

Arceus: What hath happened?

 

Raikou: Nothing.

 

Articuno: Absolutely nothing. 

 

Entei: Indeed.

 

Arceus: …Where are Suicune and Moltres?

 

Zapdos: Indisposed for absolutely no reason in particular. 

 

Arceus: …

 

Arceus: I believe I am starting to regret my past decisions. 

Chapter 6: Treasures

 

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina and thirteen others have connected.

 

Arceus: Alright… given the debacle of… recent events…

 

Raikou: We’re right here. 

 

Arceus: I am glad to see that thou have all calmed down to a considerable extent. 

 

Articuno: Yeah… no problem.

 

Marshadow: 

 

Arceus: In any case, it is with a great shame that I must impress upon all of thou that we are in dire straits. 

 

Dialga: Dire straits? How so?

 

Arceus: The Paldea region.

 

Dialga: Oh, you heard about that…

 

Palkia: Shoot…

 

Arceus: Now, I’m not mad, but we imposed restrictions on Terapagos for a reason. We must discuss with him at the earliest convenience. 

 

Giratina: Which, I assume, is…

 

Arceus: Right now, yes.

 

Arceus: Give myself a minute, I hath not used this mental channel in eons…

 

Arceus:

Wo-Chien has connected.

 

Arceus: Whomst the actual

 

Wo-Chien: Voices…? Have we finally begun to go insane? 

 

Wo-Chien: The others warned us of this… yes… our time is at hand…

 

Arceus: Explain thineself at once. Whomst are thou?

 

Wo-Chien: We are, as you may term it, The Tablets of Ruin... Wo-Chien. 

 

Darkrai: …No.

 

Dialga: You know this guy?

 

Darkrai: Yes… and this is impossible! The Quartet were sealed away, destroyed!

 

Wo-Chien: And yet we remain, it seems... how infuriating it must be, yes?

 

Palkia: Father, how exactly did you connect to this lunatic instead of our proper target?

 

Darkrai: Perhaps the Quartet have a strong psychic connection with each other? It would make sense given their… quite extensive lore. 

 

Dialga: Do enlighten us, Nightmare Weaver. Who are these “Ruinous Quartet” characters?

 

Darkrai: The Treasures of Ruin are inanimate objects brought to life by the negative emotions of humankind. 

 

Giratina: Hate when that happens. 

 

Darkrai: …And according to legend, they destroyed massive chunks of the Paldea region, slaughtering any who stood in their way. They were only defeated when sealed away for all eternity, their stakes scattered by the sealers.

 

Dialga: …That...

 

Palkia: …Is not what we were expecting.

 

Giratina: Wait, you mean this guy killed people!?

 

Palkia: Don’t act like you’re so innocent.

 

Giratina: Look, it was ONE time. 

 

Wo-Chien: We have killed many… and we shall do so again. We are the Tablets of Ruin, and we shall destroy all beneath us… including you, if needs must.

 

Giratina: Father, can we please kick this guy?

 

Arceus: Of course, of course…

 

Darkrai: You haven’t figured out how to do that yet, have you?

 

Arceus: …I hath not. 

 

Zapdos: Great, so now we’re stuck in a room with even more lunatics.

 

Mew: Oh! We should schedule a playdate sometime!

 

Darkrai: If you schedule a playdate I will personally schedule another of Mewtwo and Deoxys’s cage matches on your island again. 

 

Mew: Come on man! I’m still fixing things up after last time!

 

Arceus: If we could focus, please.

 

Dialga: Right, well, if we can’t kick this guy, I guess we'll just have to ignore him.

 

Wo-Chien: You cannot ignore us! The Tablets of Ruin, the bringer of devastation, the chronicled seer and bearer of ragnarok, cannot be ignored by mere mortals!

 

Raikou: I’m not sure if you figured this out or not, buddy, but we’re not exactly mortal.

 

Wo-Chien: …You’re not?

 

Mew: Nope! We’re all like, super-duper ancient!

 

Dialga: Indeed, I believe the youngest of us here are Ho-oh’s pets, who are only a few hundred years old.

 

Entei: …Embarrassing and somewhat insulting name aside, yes. 

 

Wo-Chien: So we are dealing with immortals… oh yes.

 

Articuno: Huh?

Wo-Chien: Yes… yes! Finally! A true and worthy challenge! We can finally unleash our true devastation on creatures higher than we could ever have dreamed of!

Suicune: Great, now we got him going. 

 

Wo-Chien: We must… destroy. We must… bring ruin. 

 

Palkia: Father, can you please improve your ability to call others into this connection? First this, then there was that time last week when you attempted to reach Cresselia…

 

Arceus: That led to nothing eventful whatsoever.

 

Heatran: Hi.

 

Arceus: Nothing at all. 

 

Darkrai: …Yeah, anyways, perhaps try connecting again? Hopefully this “Terapagos” character has more sense than this “bearer of ragnarok.”

 

Arceus: Yes, let’s. Connecting… 

 

Arceus: …

 

Chien-Pao has connected.

 

Darkrai: …Giratina.

 

Giratina: I’m already preparing. 

 

Arceus: Save thou’s invasions for after we deal with this one. 

 

Chien-Pao: Where… are we?

 

Wo-Chien: Fellow manifestation. 

 

Chien-Pao: …Tablets. A familiar presence. We are pleased.

 

Wo-Chien: Fellow, we are in the company of immortals from beyond our earthly realm. We must destroy them all.

 

Chien-Pao: Immortals... yes… yes! We shall destroy everything! Paldea shall be our starting foothold! Soon we shall make the world charcoal beneath our power!

 

Marshadow: …Am I required?

 

Suicune: Not yet. Hold steady, Marshadow. 

 

Wo-Chien: Call forth the Treasures so we can be whole once again!

 

Ting-Lu and Chi-Yu have connected.

 

Suicune: Alright, maybe we need you now. 

 

Marshadow: On it.

 

Zapdos: Wait, hang on! Think for a sec.

 

Zapdos: Darkrai, you said these guys were sealed away?

Darkrai: Yes, what about

 

Darkrai:

 

Darkrai: Marshadow, how strong are your kicks?

 

Marshadow: I may have accidentally released them.

 

Darkrai: Of course you did. 

 

Ting-Lu: Free… we are free. The Vessel of Ruin, ready to cause destruction.

 

Moltres: Well at least you only released one of them.

 

Marshadow: …About that.

 

Moltres: You didn’t. 

 

Chi-Yu: He did…! We are free… free to melt the world into a boiling cinder...!

 

Wo-Chien: Paldea… shall be ours.

 

Chien-Pao: But first, we strike above. 

 

Dialga: …Father?

 

Arceus: Already on it. This is a very hasty solution, but this is the best I’ve got. 

 

Wo-Chien, Chien-Pao, Ting-Lu , and Chi-Yu have disconnected.

 

Arceus: I have sent them to a subrealm. They shall have their own connection in there. 

 

Palkia: Ah, a pocket dimension. Not too dissimilar from Giratina’s, I’d assume?

 

Giratina: If you sent them into my house I'm making sure the next "housewarming party" won't be as pleasant as usual. 

 

Arceus: Fret not. They are far and away from the Distortion World.

 

Entei: Surely you aren’t just sealing them away without punishment for what they did?

 

Arceus: Of course not. 

 

Articuno: Then what do you intend to do?

 

Arceus: …I know someone. 

 

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Wo-Chien, Chien-Pao, Ting-Lu , and Chi-Yu have connected.

 

Wo-Chien: Where…?

 

Chien-Pao: They have banished us. Cowards.

 

Ting-Lu: We shall return soon... once we find a way out of this wretched prison.

 

Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti have connected.

 

Chi-Yu: They have given us a feast! Yes... yes… we shall feast on their flesh tonight. 

 

Ting-Lu: Halt, Beads. We must determine who these strangers are first. They may be… beneficial to us. 

 

Munkidori: Okay well first off I would taste great

 

Okidogi: Can it, Munkidori. 

 

Munkidori: ...Fine. And secondly, we aren’t here to help you nor harm you.

 

Wo-Chien: Pray tell, what do you mean?

 

Fezandipiti: We were bad Pokemon like you once, y’know.

 

Okidogi: Yeah! Rougher than the rest of them, tougher than the best of them!

 

Munkidori: We still are, technically, but we’ve reformed.

 

Ting-Lu: That explains your rather bizarre aura…

 

Wo-Chien: And how does this aid us? 

 

Okidogi: We’re just warning ya. 

 

Fezandipiti: To prepare.

 

Okidogi: Both mentally and physically. Lemme tell ya, I've already been killed once, it ain't pretty. 

 

Munkidori: Oop, fellas, she’s nearly here.

 

Fezandipiti: That’s our cue to leave.

 

Okidogi: Best of luck.

 

Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti have disconnected.

 

Chien-Pao: Hah! They think they can defeat us, the Sword of Ruin? 

 

Chi-Yu: The Beads of Ruin shall not be stopped by some upstart! 

 

Ting-Lu: Indeed, what threat could possibly be enough to stifle us?

Ogerpon has connected.

 

Ogerpon: Hiya! I heard you guys were being super rude to some friendos of a friendo!

 

Chi-Yu: Hah! You sound like a mewling child!

 

Ting-Lu: Suppose we were “super rude” to some “friendos of a friendo.” What about it?

 

Ogerpon: Teehee, I got you to say friendos!

Chien-Pao: Silence! Such insolence before the power of the Treasures of Ruin shall not be tolerated!

 

Chi-Yu: Prepare for combat!

 

Ogerpon: Hehe…

 

Chien-Pao: Are… you… verbalizing your laughter into words?

 

Ogerpon: Maybe I am, hehe.

 

Ting-Lu: That is… why?

 

Ogerpon: Because! It’s funny how unprepared you are! 

 

Chien-Pao: …Unprepared for what?

 

Ogerpon: Hehe

 

Ogerpon: Pick a god and pray.

 

Chi-Yu: What is that!?

 

Wo-Chien: 

 

Wo-Chien: ...Treasures.

 

Wo-Chien: Perhaps we have miscalculated.

Chapter 7: Tera What?

 

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and six others have connected.

 

Arceus: …We shall try this again.

 

Dialga: We should have a better shot this time. There shouldn’t be anything else in Paldea with a psychic wavelength strong enough to interfere with contacting Terapagos. 

 

Palkia: Say, what did you do with the Treasures of Ruin? I’ve been monitoring the human world and haven’t seen a single lick about them.

 

Giratina: Oh, they’re, uh… let’s just say they’re a bit too terrified to do anything right now.

 

Dialga: …Too terrified? Them?

 

Giratina: Let’s just say it was very entertaining seeing father's chosen warrior beat them up. 

 

Giratina: Remind me to send Munkidori my most sincere sympathies because it’s a miracle those Three even came out of there with their minds, let alone unscathed. 

 

Mesprit: Oh, and don’t forget to thank Uxie for the popcorn!

 

Giratina: I can do that now.

 

Giratina: Thank you Uxie.

 

Uxie: No need to mention it. I already knew you were thankful from the start. 

 

Giratina: I’m retracting my thanks now. 

 

Uxie: I know you aren't.

 

Giratina: I can never win with you.

 

Uxie: You can get me some snacks. That’s one way to win me over. 

 

Terapagos has connected.

 

Dialga: Ah, excellent! I see father has connected him at last.

 

Terapagos: Man… I’m sleepy… What is this place?

 

Arceus: Welcome, child, to the strange connection of the mind we use to communicate.

 

Palkia: Wait, child? We’ve known this guy exists for thousands of years!

 

Mew: You know how Jirachi sleeps for thousands of years at a time?

 

Palkia: Yes, I am aware.

 

Mew: He usually spends so little of it awake that his mental state is equivalent to a child’s. I’d assume Terapagos is similar.

 

Terapagos: So very sleepy… you interrupted my five hundred year nap... I hate when that happens.

 

Palkia: …Alright, fair enough. 

 

Giratina: That was surprisingly thoughtful, Mew. Not a single quip or snarky remark. Are Mewtwo and Deoxys finally rubbing off on you?

 

Necrozma: Hoopa gave him catnip yesterday. I was there. He’s kind of on a… what do you call it… a crash. 

 

Dialga: …The impossible is happening more and more these days.

 

Mew: Jokes on them, I gave Mewtwo and Deoxys some as well. 

 

Necrozma: …And nearly destroyed Hoenn while doing so. You’re lucky I had my Wormholes on hand. 

 

Mew: No fun… 

 

Terapagos: So many voices… what’s a catnip?

 

Arceus: Something thou should never, ever eat. Got that?

 

Terapagos: Yep yep, I getcha, papa… 

 

Arceus:

Dialga: …Papa?

 

Palkia: Father, did you…?

 

Arceus: Er, well, moving on. Terapagos, we need to discuss the recent incident in Area Zero.

 

Terapagos: Oh, you mean with the time travel and all that?

 

Arceus: …I believe so, yes. 

 

Terapagos: Oh, well, you see, I was really tired… and I don’t know what happened. 

 

Arceus: …Thou… how?

 

Terapagos: I was asleep while they were harnessing my power… 

 

Arceus: I see… is thou alright, at least?

 

Terapagos: Never been better papa… but I’m sleepy… 

 

Arceus: Hm… what a predicament.

 

Palkia: Dialga, could we not have Celebi use time travel to figure out what went on there?

 

Dialga: It is too risky. Time around that event would be unstable, and it still is… I’ve been working on containing it for months now. 

 

Terapagos: …I have lots of friends now.

 

Arceus: …Yes, well, thou can continue using this network as thy pleases. More friends should certainly help thy slumbering isolation.

 

Terapagos: No, I meant real friends. 

 

Arceus: …Real… friends?

 

Terapagos: Yeah! Oh, I’m thinking about them now…

 

Necrozma: Wait… he’s…?

 

Arceus:

 

Arceus: Terapagos, wait.

 

Koraidon and Miraidon have connected.

 

Arceus: …Nevermind, only two. This is better than expected.

 

Terapagos: Friends from different times… very friendly friends. 

 

Koraidon: Terapagos… friends of yours?

 

Terapagos: …I think so. Papa?

 

Arceus: …Yes. Except for the mean ones.

 

Terapagos: …Alrighty.

 

Dialga: I hope I’m not a mean one.

 

Necrozma: Please, if anyone, it’s Giratina.

 

Giratina: I swear, I keep getting typecast as the mean one. 

 

Palkia: You have threatened to invade father’s home four times in the past week.

 

Giratina: It’s a joke! 

 

Dialga: You actually invaded his home seven times.

 

Giratina: 

 

Giratina: I had good reasons. 

 

Miraidon: So much noise… system error likely imminent. 

 

Azelf: …System error?

 

Uxie: Miraidon, are you mechanical in nature?

 

Miraidon: Affirmative. I am a Serpent-Class unit. 

 

Uxie: And you hail from the future?

Miraidon: Yes. In my time, all living beings are made of electronics and metal. Exceptions are terminated.

 

Mesprit: …That doesn’t exactly make me feel confident about the future. 

 

Miraidon: Upgrades are available to all who willingly submit. We are not barbarians. We carry with us enlightenment to all. 

 

Necrozma: And can you do that now?

 

Miraidon: …Unfortunately not. I lack sustainable equipment and charge.

 

Mew: Darn. I was hoping I could be a cool "Mecha-Mew."

 

Miraidon: Fret not. You are Mew. Mew are immortal. When the necessary technology comes around, you can convert yourself free of cost to the superior form of life. 

 

Palkia: …Dialga... did you know thius existed?

 

Dialga: …Look, it looked pretty cool, alright? They’re not exactly evil, so…

 

Arceus: We shall discuss this another time. 

 

Koraidon: …And if I may interrupt, who actually are all of you? Mew? Dialga? Your names sound important, but…

 

Dialga: God of Time, at your service.

 

Mew: Progenitor of life… heya. 

 

Koraidon: …Those are important concepts indeed. 

 

Necrozma: May I assume that, given Miraidon hails from the future, that you hail from the past?

 

Koraidon: Something like that, according to robo-lizard’s “data bank” thingies. 

 

Dialga: So from what I understand, you are both displaced from home, correct?

 

Koraidon: Yes.

 

Miraidon: Affirmative. 

 

Dialga: I control time. Perhaps I could send you both home?

 

Koraidon: …Tempting, but I’m afraid I’m happy here. Better to live now than die thousands of years ago. 

 

Miraidon: This is an unprecedented research opportunity. Your abilities have been noted and stored for later use, but for now this unit shall prefer to remain here. 

 

Dialga: …Is that alright, father?

 

Arceus: Thou needs not ask me for permission. It should be permissible… After all, thine two are the only time displaced beings within Area Zero. 

 

Koraidon: Oh, uh…

 

Miraidon: Your data is… slightly inaccurate.

 

Arceus: …Slightly…?

 

Terapagos: Friends! Friends… lots of friends. Hm…

 

Iron Treads, Scream Tail, Iron Jugulis, Slither Wing , and sixteen others have connected.

 

Arceus: …What. 

 

Iron Treads: Error. System parameters undefined.

 

Brute Bonnet: This place… intriguing.

 

Iron Bundle: The mind. The mind. The mind. The mind. The mind.

 

Dialga: Father, there are too many for this connection to sustain itself!

 

Roaring Moon: ROAR!

 

Iron Valiant: Unknown hostiles detected. Prepare mental fortification.

 

Sandy Shocks: Threat level unknown. Assessing the situation. 

 

Arceus: Terapagos, I am questioning your choices in friends.

 

Terapagos: Don’t worry papa! They’re all great Pokemon… Friends… sleepy…

 

Walking Wake: Burn. Burn to ashes!

 

Gouging Fire: We must destroy all in our path!

 

Iron Boulder: Error. Prepare combat mechanisms. 

 

Iron Crown: Evaluating threat level of all units. Prepare for mental assault. 

 

Palkia: Father, if you could do something like you did with the Treasures, now would be the time!

 

Necrozma: Oh, we can invite friends now?

 

Azelf: Wait, Necrozma, don’t!

 

Nihilego, Buzzwole, Pheromosa, Xurkitree, and seven others have connected.

 

Xurkitree: Zzzttzztttztzzzzztt!

 

Nihilego: Alternates… alternates… feast…

 

Guzzlord: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

Mew: How is this group even weirder than Terapagos’s? 

 

Slither Wing: Whomssssssssst… 

 

Iron Moth: Combat parameters engaged. Unknown hostiles of foreign origin detected. 

 

Iron Hands: Combat units, engage self defense parameters against unknown mental assailants.

 

Poipole: Fun… friends… I love friends… you can break them apart and stick them back together with glue!

 

Stakataka: Stack stack stack. Stacka stack stacka taka! 

 

Buzzwole: Worthy adversaries! Thank you, Necrozma! I shall destroy them with my muscles in your honor!

 

Giratina: Father!

 

Uxie: Our connection is shorting out. You must act now.

 

Arceus: And… there!

 

Blacephalon, Flutter Mane, Iron Thorns, Great Tusk , and twenty-six others have disconnected.

 

Mesprit: Finally… I can think.

 

Mew: …I think I need to take a nap.

 

Mew has disconnected.

 

Arceus: Terapagos, thou's actions are forgiven due to ignorance. 

 

Arceus: Necrozma, on the other hand...

 

Necrozma: …Look, I assure you that they’re very sensible Pokemon once you get to know them.

 

Palkia: One of them was literally just screaming the whole time!

 

Necrozma: …Circumstantial evidence. 

 

Arceus: In any case, I’m afraid I’ll need to have thou be punished in some form.

 

Necrozma: Come on, seriously?

 

Arceus: This is only temporary, fret not.

 

Necrozma: I shall accept this fate, then.

 

Arceus: Excellent. Prepare thyself.

 

Necrozma: At least it’ll be peaceful and quiet.

 

Necrozma has disconnected.

 

Arceus: ...Should I have told him?

 

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Wo-Chien: Thank whatever merciful creature exists that we are free of that… that…

 

Ting-Lu: Do not speak its name, Tablets, for it may return if it hears it. 

 

Chien-Pao: At the very least, we will at least have some time of peace and quiet. Perhaps now we can ruminate on some form of escape plan.

 

Chi-Yu: Yes! And then the world, and that wretched beast, will burn to cinders!

 

Naganadel, Iron Leaves, Raging Bolt, Koraidon , and twenty-six others have connected.

 

Chi-Yu: …Wasn’t us. 

 

Necrozma has connected.

 

Necrozma: Prepare yourselves. 

 

Iron Crown: Offensive procedures in place! Prepare mental assault!

 

Slither Wing: We ssssssshall break you… 

 

Poipole: Slice and splice, slice and splice, slice and splice!

 

Wo-Chien: We cannot catch a break, can we?

 

Chien-Pao: What did we ever do to you?

 

Necrozma: Attempt to kill everyone and destroy the world on several occasions.

 

Chien-Pao: …Aside from that.

 

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Dialga: …And thus, I believe that about covers it.

 

Palkia: I’m glad we were able to resolve the situation. 

 

Arceus: Indeed. Excellent work to thou, I believe we can call it a day here. 

 

Uxie: Excellent. We shall take our leave.

 

Giratina: …Finally, this waste of time is over.

 

Dialga: It’s not a waste while I’m here.

 

Giratina: Shut up before I invade your home as well.

 

Dialga, Palkia, Uxie, Giratina , and two others have disconnected.

 

Arceus: …

 

Terapagos: Papa?

Arceus: …Yes, my child?

 

Terapagos: You were really angry today…

 

Arceus: Do not concern thyself with that, Terapagos. 

 

Terapagos: …Is Papa mad at me?

 

Arceus: Of course not. I am mad at my other children.

 

Terapagos: …Sorry Papa.

 

Arceus: Do not be sorry, my child.

 

Arceus: Thou is my favorite for a reason.

 

Arceus: Now, go back to your nap, we shall talk again soon, little one.  

 

Terapagos: Okay Papa… night night.

 

Arceus: ...Night night.

 

Terapagos has disconnected.

 

Arceus: …

 

Heatran: 

 

Heatran: Hi. 

 

Arceus:

 

Arceus: One word of this gets out and your volcano is forfeit.

Chapter 8: Where To...?

Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and seven others have connected.

 

Arceus: Greetings, everyone. 

 

Dialga: Father, what’s the situation?

 

Arceus: There is no situation whatsoever.

 

Palkia: …What?

 

Arceus: I realize, in recent days, that I have been growing more and more… Let us just say, “increasingly frustrated.”

 

Arceus: I have realized that these meetings are straining us mentally, and a s a result, I am now ordering a mandatory break. Relax, enjoy thyselves, and further thou bonds. 

 

Dialga: So, it’s basically a party? 

 

Arceus: …Yes.

 

Mewtwo, Darkrai, Suicune, Moltres, and fourteen others connected.

 

Arceus: …This… figures, somehow.

 

Arceus: In any case, I shall leave thou to thou’s devices. Enjoy thyselves.

 

Giratina: Wait, hang on, where are you going?

 

Arceus: I seek the counsel of an old friend… I shan’t be long. No more than a day.

 

Giratina: …It’s still shocking to me that you actually… get around. You have friends, like... normally.

 

Arceus: It’d be a miracle if I didn’t, Giratina, though the same cannot be said for thou.

 

Giratina: …Father.

 

Arceus: I jest, I jest. Thou has plenty of close companions. 

 

Darkrai: Say, if we’re having some downtime, perhaps you’d like to hang out, Giratina? I’ve been meaning to have a non-argument based discussion with you at some point.

 

Marshadow: …Me too. 

 

Giratina: …I suppose I won’t say no. Nothing much better to do.

 

Arceus: Have fun at the playdate, my child.

 

Giratina: ...Father, you sound like Mew right now.

 

Arceus: Which is why I need to leave. Best of luck and good tidings to thine all. 

 

Arceus has disconnected.

 

Dialga: Excellent. Now we can relax a little.

 

Palkia: Indeed.

 

Mewtwo: That’s cool and all, but here’s a better question. 

 

Mewtwo: If Arceus left, who’s in charge?

 

Mesprit: …I don’t think anyone is.

 

Zapdos: So there's no authority figure to yell at us?

 

Suicune:

 

Articuno:

 

Marshadow: …Don’t. 

 

Articuno: But Marshadooooooow!

 

Lugia: I agree with Marshadow. Is there not a way for you to resolve your differences in peace?

 

Suicune: Only in a game that would allow both of us to fight at our fullest.

 

Ogerpon: Oh, oh! I might know a thing for that!

 

Deoxys: …Who are you?

 

Ogerpon: I’m Ogerpon, hehe!

 

Deoxys: …Alright. 

 

Zapdos: What game do you propose?

 

Ogerpon: Have you ever heard of this thing called UNO?

 

Moltres: UNO? …I’m afraid I’m unfamiliar. 

 

Mew: …Oh no.

 

Jirachi: ...Not UNO. Anything but UNO. 

 

Dialga: Pray tell, what is so bad about UNO? 

 

Mew: Some things are best left unspoken.

 

Giratina: If even Mew’s terrified, count me even more so. 

 

Uxie: Right, I believe we could do with some coordination.

 

Uxie: Hoopa, I know you’re there.

 

Hoopa: Aw man… 

 

Uxie: We have three groups right now. Giratina, Darkrai, and Marshadow for one. Then the Beasts and Birds in another, and finally Mew and his little posse as the third group.

 

Mew: Smalls together strong!

 

Jirachi: Smalls together strong!

 

Terapagos: …Smalls together?

 

Azelf: Oh, Terapagos, you’re here?

 

Mesprit: And awake?

 

Terapagos: So sleepy… and friends are loud.

 

Manaphy: Terapagos, are you tall enough to ride a rollercoaster?

 

Terapagos: What’s a rollercoaster?

 

Manaphy: He’s a perfect fit. 

 

Uxie: I assume Terapagos is with Mew and the others, then. 

 

Uxie: Ogerpon, are you with Suicune and the others?

 

Ogerpon: Yeppers! And I’ll be with my best friendos, too!

 

Munkidori: …Heya.

 

Okidogi: Nice to meetcha.

 

Lugia: Yes… I don’t believe we’re acquainted. 

 

Munkidori: Munkidori, smartest of the Loyal Three!

 

Okidogi: Okidogi, strongest of the Loyal Three!

 

Fezandipiti: Fezandipiti, most beautiful of the Loyal Three!

 

Ogerpon: And I’m Ogerpon, their brand new leader! Together, we’re the Oger Squad!

 

Darkrai: Excuse me.

 

Ogerpon: Yeah?

 

Darkrai: Fezandipiti.

 

Fezandipiti: Yeah?

 

Darkrai: How is “most beautiful” in any way a useful trait for a team to have?

 

Fezandipiti: You underestimate the power of beauty. 

 

Okidogi: I suppose I should elaborate, since he certainly isn’t going to.

 

Fezandipiti: Hey!

 

Okidogi: Fezandipiti is, albeit debatably, the most beautiful of us, but beneath his beauty lies deceit. 

 

Munkidori: He’s certainly the most underhanded of us. While me and Okidogi are pretty straightforward with how we fight…

 

Okidogi: ...Fezandipiti is very underhanded. He plays dirty. 

 

Fezandipiti: I play rather cleanly, thank you very much. Can't be dirtying my feathers, after all... it’s not my fault if my opponent doesn’t use all the cards on their table. 

 

Darkrai: Right, so you’re the annoying one to fight against. Got it.

 

Fezandipiti: Annoying!?

 

Ogerpon: Friendos! Don’t fight! Fezzy is really fun and friendly, no matter how he battles!

 

Fezandipiti: Thank you, Ogerpon.

 

Ogerpon: Teehee, don’t mention it!

 

Darkrai: I suppose I am acting rather unbecoming, especially since my battling ability is rather similar in technique to yours. Apologies, Fezandipiti. 

 

Fezandipiti: …I’m rather interested in hearing about this technique of yours, Darkrai. 

 

Darkrai: Er… you are? 

 

Fezandipiti: Of course. Ogerpon, dear, would it be alright if I accompanied Darkrai?

 

Ogerpon: Yeppers! Have fun with your new friendo!

 

Darkrai: …I suppose I’m not unopposed to this.

 

Uxie: You two, stop flirting. 

 

Darkrai: It is not flirting.

 

Fezandipiti: It is not flirting.

 

Mesprit: Somehow it's become even more flirtatious than before.

 

Darkrai: Do you even know what flirting is?

 

Uxie: Alright, Hoopa, you got those groups down?

 

Hoopa: Alley Hoopa ring!

 

Giratina: Wait Hoopa we didn’t mean yet

 

Giratina, Okidogi, Entei, Articuno, and twelve others have disconnected.

 

Mesprit: …Well.

 

Azelf: ...Who does that leave us with?

 

Mewtwo: Myself, Deoxys, the Lake Guardians, Dialga, Palkia, Lugia, Ho-oh, Hoopa, and Heatran.

 

Ho-oh: Wait, where did Marshadow go? 

 

Hoopa: Alley Hoopa ring!

 

Lugia: …Where?

 

Hoopa: Hoopa forgets!

 

Ho-oh: …I’ll find him later.

 

Deoxys: Or rather, he’ll find you, knowing him. 

 

Mesprit: Where’s Cresselia?

 

Dialga: I do not believe Cresselia has connected once since her joining. A shame, she seems most kind.

 

Palkia: I don’t blame her. The discussions here tend to go downhill remarkably quickly.

 

Mesprit: Darkrai must be disappointed… 

 

Mewtwo: In any case, are you all staying here?

 

Deoxys: Not while you’re still here. 

 

Mewtwo: A rematch?

Deoxys: Mew isn’t home, after all. 

 

Mewtwo: Last one there is a rotten egg. 

 

Mewtwo and Deoxys have disconnected.

 

Palkia: Can someone go watch those two and make sure they don’t blow up too much? We’ll never hear the end of it from Mew otherwise. 

 

Ho-oh: As our job is to act as a moderator, and Lugia is currently unable to leave, then I shall go. 

 

Dialga: Excellent. You know the way to Faraway Island?

 

Ho-oh: Faintly. Perhaps your portal happy friend could send me?

 

Ho-oh has disconnected.

 

Dialga: …Well that worked out. 

 

Hoopa: Hoopa’s going to go have fun with the others!

 

Palkia: Alright, have fun Hoopa!

 

Hoopa: Alley Hoopa ring!

 

Hoopa has disconnected.

 

Dialga: So, let’s tally. This leaves me, Palkia, the Lake Guardians, Lugia, and… er… 

 

Heatran: Hi. 

 

Dialga: …Are you sure we can’t get Solgaleo or Lunala?

 

Palkia: Currently taking care of children in another dimension. 

 

Dialga: …This will have to do, then. 

 

Lugia: So, what do you all have planned?

 

Azelf: Well, uh…

 

Mesprit: That’s an excellent question.

 

Dialga: Perhaps we could play this game the humans call “Eye Spy.”

 

Azelf: Oh, that’s fun! Let’s try that! 

 

Dialga: Alright… I spy, with my little eye… something… blue.

 

Mesprit: Oh, is it the sky?

 

Dialga: No. I am currently inside of my dimension.

 

Uxie: …There is a crippling flaw with this game.

 

Mesprit: How are we meant to see anything you're seeing!?

 

Palkia: ...It’s you, isn’t it?

 

Dialga:

 

Dialga: How did you know?

 

Palkia: Sibling, never change.

Chapter 9: Relax to the Max

 

Giratina, Marshadow, Darkrai, and Fezandipiti have connected.

 

Giratina: Great. Where did that clown send us this time?

Darkrai: …Well, it’s dark. And dreadful. That’s a start.

 

Fezandipiti: I suppose it’s a good thing you can all slink into the shadows. Nothing to fear, eh?

 

Marshadow: …Except fear itself.

 

Fezandipiti: What?

 

Marshadow: …You never know.

 

Darkrai: In any case, let’s see… looks to be abandoned…

 

Giratina: And full of all sorts of tech. 

 

Giratina: …Humans. Can never stop inventing the most needless things…

 

Fezandipiti: So, should we go and try to find a more friendly meet and greet spot?

 

Marshadow: …Over here. 

 

Darkrai: …What is that?

 

Giratina: It looks almost like a… robot?

 

Darkrai: Pretty busted up, at that. The cannon on its back doesn’t look like it can even fire anymore.

 

Fezandipiti: Perhaps there may be some hope of repairing it?

 

Giratina: …Maybe. Perhaps we should take it with us?

 

Darkrai: Unopposed.

 

Fezandipiti: Likewise.

 

Giratina: …Marshadow?

 

Marshadow: …Sure.

 

Darkrai: Alright, let’s go, big purple.

 

Darkrai: …Geez, this is heavy…

 

Fezandipiti: Need a hand, my darling?

 

Darkrai: …You did not just wink.

 

Fezandipiti: It’s sarcasm, Darkrai. I hoped the wink was representative of that.

 

Darkrai: I can never tell with you.

 

Giratina: In any case, there appears to be an exit out that way. Let us walk and talk.

 

Fezandipiti: So…

 

Darkrai: You wish to learn how I fight?

 

Fezandipiti: Something like that, yes. What kind of technique do you use?

 

Darkrai: …I can put my opponents into a deep sleep with my signature technique, Dark Void. It can ensnare all near it in its grasp.

 

Giratina: And unfortunately for him and more fortunately for us, it’s highly unreliable.

 

Darkrai: Yes, but I wasn’t going to tell him that, thanks. 

 

Darkrai: How do you even know that, anyway?

 

Giratina: Once visited Cresselia for a cup of tea and we ended up gossiping a bit.

 

Marshadow: …I dread to think what your version of gossip entails…

 

Darkrai: …Right, tea parties between my sister and the god of antimatter aside, yes, Dark Void can vary from highly to wildly inaccurate. In a sense, it makes me unpredictable. 

 

Fezandipiti: I can be unpredictable by falling off the side of Oni Mountain. Not really a good thing, though. 

 

Darkrai: Well, I have other tricks too. I instill nightmares in all who sleep near me… nightmares strong enough to instill damage on them.

 

Fezandipiti: Oh, interesting. 

 

Giratina: So I suppose you’re not getting a girlfriend anytime soon, Darkrai?

 

Darkrai:

Giratina: Sorry, sorry, touchy subject. Forget I said anything.

 

Darkrai: Thank you.

 

Marshadow: …Question.

 

Darkrai: What’s your question?

 

Marshadow: …The robot, is it not asleep?

 

Darkrai: I guess…?

 

Darkrai …Oh.

 

Marshadow: What happens after your victims experience nightmares for a while?

 

Darkrai: Well, they either continue to suffer under them, or, if they’re exceptionally powerful… 

 

Darkrai: They wake up and attack.

 

Fezandipiti: Well it sure is a good thing that this robot isn’t waking up anytime soon. 

 

Darkrai: ...Fezandipiti. 

 

Marshadow: …Jinxed it.

 

Fezandipiti: Is it moving!?

 

Giratina: Yes, and I don’t believe the cannon charging is a friendly gesture!

 

Marshadow: …Here we go again.

 

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Arceus: And that is why… I feel… disenfranchised.

 

Meloetta: I see. You feel as though you’ve been letting your emotions run their course more than usual?

 

Arceus: Yes. More divine smiting, more judgement of the high lord... even if doing it to Mew is always justified... more harsh overall conversation, the recent incident with Necrozma…

 

Meloetta: It sounds to me as though you’re stressed.

 

Arceus: Stressed? I cannot be stressed! I handle the fabric of creation in my hands!

 

Meloetta: …That sentence is an oxymoron.

 

Arceus: Tis not!

 

Meloetta: …I can’t believe I have to say this to the progenitor of the universe, but…

 

Meloetta: You can’t handle everything. You have a massive pantheon to call upon now. Have them work with you instead of working for you. 

 

Arceus: None of them know a single lick about anything! Half of them are children!

 

Meloetta: Do your children not have experience? I’m sure Uxie could easily run things for a while, and I wouldn’t put it past Dialga or Giratina, either.

 

Arceus: Yes, but… I do not trust the capabilities of either to be able to handle the job. Dialga and Palkia keel under pressure. Giratina would lose his temper. Azelf and Mesprit are too emotional. Uxie is too detached.

 

Meloetta: Yes, but you can work on that, with them!

 

Arceus: …Are you proposing I tutor them on how to run reality?

 

Meloetta: Only in temporary cases. None can really replace your position, not forever. But they need a tying sense of unity. You need to give them that.

 

Arceus: …I believe I need time to think about this. 

 

Meloetta: Why not take a vacation? I’ve heard the Gracidea fields in Floaroma are lovely this time of year.

 

Arceus: Mayhaps I will…

 

Meloetta: But who shall cover in your stead?

 

Arceus: I imagine it shall only be for a few days, but…

 

Arceus: I believe I know who I can call upon to keep things in order. I just hope that thine shall be able to get out of bed in time. 

 

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Raikou: This game feels unfair to Pokemon without hands.

 

Articuno: Stop complaining and draw, Raikou. 

 

Suicune: …I am starting to wonder how we got to playing children’s card games to resolve our disputes… 

 

Ogerpon: Teehee! Look at how much fun they’re having!

 

Okidogi: …I am concerned about that table next to Raikou…

 

Ogerpon: It’ll be fine!

 

Munkidori: I’m seriously starting to doubt that. 

 

Entei: One more +4 and I shall end you now.

 

Moltres: And rescind on your end of a bargain? Highly unlike you, Entei. 

 

Munkidori: Oh, so Entei’s got a strong sense of honor? Will have to keep that in mind… 

 

Entei: Hmph. Suit yourself, lava chicken. Go. 

 

Moltres: Alright, carpet fire. Will do.

 

Articuno: Oh, that play…

 

Entei: 

 

Entei: Curse you to the ends of the earth. Fine, I shall draw.

 

Ogerpon: Wait, Entei, lemme get that before you

 

Ogerpon: Oh… too late. 

 

Articuno: Great! You knocked the draw pile away into the wind again,  you and your cumbersome paws.

 

Okidogi: Alright, alright, keep your screws in your head, we’ll go grab em. Come on Munkidori. 

 

Munkidori: …Right behind you. 

 

Ogerpon: I’ll come with!

 

Munkidori: Nope, we’ll need you here to keep these six in check. I don’t trust em as far as I can throw em. 

 

Ogerpon: …Oh… okay! Yep yep, I can do that!

 

Munkidori: Very good, be right back. 

 

Munkidori and Okidogi have disconnected.

 

Ogerpon: So, uh… 

 

Zapdos: How long will they be gone?

 

Ogerpon: Hopefully not too long.

 

Munkidori and Okidogi have connected.

 

Ogerpon: Oh, hey, that was fast!

 

Okidogi: So we were walking around the forest and

 

Munkidori: Y’know us, all gung-ho, ready to go find those cards

 

Okidogi: And y’know we may have accidentally shot a Gunk Shot down into a very conspicuous hole. 

 

Munkidori: But only once!

 

Okidogi: And we kinda ticked something off.

 

Munkidori: A big something. Beastie jumped right out at us and...

 

Munkidori: Shoot, there it is, up there, in the sky!

 

Zapdos: …Oh dear.

 

Articuno: We leave you alone for not even fifteen seconds

 

Entei: No time to waste, to battle!

 

Ogerpon: What is that!?

 

Zapdos: A creature we recognize very well… 

 

Zapdos: Yveltal. 

 

Okidogi: Wait, that’s Yveltal!?

 

Munkidori: It would’ve been good to know that before we walked out here!

 

Ogerpon: Wasn’t there, like, a sign out front, that said something about...

 

Munkidori: Nuh uh

 

Ogerpon: And I distinctly recall the ominous hooded figure warning us away… 

 

Munkidori: Circumstantial evidence. 

 

Okidogi: Look alive, you two! We’re still fighting the God of Death over here!

 

Ogerpon: Oh, yeah, right!

 

Ogerpon: Alrighty rock-rock! Let’s smash this birdie!

 

Raikou: Heh, is that a mask?

 

Articuno: What is that supposed to do against a

 

Articuno:

 

Moltres: …Heavens above.

 

Ogerpon: Teehee, yay!

 

Okidogi: …I hope you understand why we’re her friends now.  

 

Suicune: Well, are we going to just let her fight it alone?

 

Zapdos: I dunno chief, she doesn’t really look like she needs any help.

 

Ogerpon: Yeaaaaaaaaaaa

 

Suicune: 

 

Suicune: What are we supposed to do, then?

 

Munkidori: Record the tale of how a child conquered death with a very pointy stick deep into your hearts, and never, ever, forget it. 

 

Okidogi: …For multiple reasons. 

 

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Manaphy: Aw, he looks adorable!

 

Terapagos: …Adorable?

 

Jirachi: It means cute.

 

Terapagos: Oh! Cute, cute!

 

Mew: Never take that hat off. 

 

Terapagos: Okay big bro!

 

Mew: Great, now...

 

Mew: Big bro?

 

Terapagos: Papa is your Papa, Papa is my Papa! Together we both have Papaness! 

 

Mew: …I have another brother.

 

Jirachi: You look incredibly distraught for someone who loves partying with Mewtwo. 

 

Mew: Yeah, but this one… he’s just so cute! And that means I can’t play pranks on him, cause then he’ll start crying, and then I dunno what I’d do…

 

Celebi: Have you considered?

 

Mew: Considered what?

 

Celebi: Getting a partner in crime?

 

Mew:

 

Terapagos: Big bro? Why are you looking at me like that?

 

Mew: Terapagos.

 

Mew: You and I are going to have so much fun together.

 

Terapagos: Oh, fun? I like fun!

 

Celebi: …Is this the feeling Dad called regret?

 

Manaphy: Yeah, it tends to build over time. 

 

Mew: Terry, do you want to learn how to use a whoopie cushion effectively?

 

Terapagos: What’s a whoopie cushion?

 

Mew: Great! Let’s go!

 

Terapagos: Go? Go whereeeeeeee

 

Manaphy: Wow.

 

Celebi: They’re like a speck on the horizon already. 

 

Jirachi: I hope Mew doesn’t rough up Terapagos too bad…

 

Manaphy: If anything Mew’s going to be taking too much care of him.

 

Manaphy: I don’t know which is scarier. 

 

Celebi: Should we do something?

 

Jirachi: Nah, they’ll be fine. 

 

Celebi: I hope so. I just wish there was a way for us to keep an eye on him. 

 

Celebi: …Jirachi what are you doing

 

Jirachi: You wish?

 

Manaphy: Jirachi, no.

 

Jirachi: Jirachi, yes. 

 

Jirachi: Jirachi always yes!

 

Manaphy: Jirachi!

 

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Dialga: …Eye spy with my little eye… something… blue!

 

Palkia: …Is it you?

 

Dialga: How did you know!?

 

Palkia: Release me from this purgatory. 

 

Hoopa has connected.

 

Palkia: Hoopa, are there any spatial distortions you need me to solve?

 

Dialga: Hoopa! Eye spy, with my little eye…

 

Hoopa: You?

 

Dialga: Oh come on!

 

Palkia: …Hoopa please, anything you need to portal me out for?

 

Hoopa: Alley Hoopa ring doesn’t work on Palkia. Sorry.

 

Palkia: Shoot. 

 

Hoopa: Why can’t Palkia just leave?

 

Palkia: Because everyone else already left, and I have to stay here by necessity. I cannot leave my sibling alone without good reason.

 

Dialga: You could’ve just said something.

 

Palkia: Well, you see…

 

Palkia: …I never thought about that.

 

Dialga: … Come on sibling, let us go somewhere more exciting than here. 

 

Palkia: Alright. Apologies, sibling.

 

Dialga: No worries. At least we can prevent this for next time.

 

Palkia: Indeed.

 

Dialga and Palkia have disconnected.

 

Hoopa: Now Hoopa has this place all to himself! Hoopa haha!

 

Heatran: Hi.

 

Hoopa: …Want to share? 

 

Heatran: Yep.

 

Hoopa: Hoopa and Heatran haha time! Haha!

 

Heatran: Haha!

Chapter 10: Iron Fist Ruler

Arceus has connected.

 

Arceus: My children, how was the day off?

 

Giratina: …Complicated.

 

Genesect: I said I was sorry, alright?

 

Mew: Me and my lil bro are doing just great!

 

Terapagos: Yeah, I even got to learn who Joe is!

 

Arceus: …Joe?

 

Terapagos: Big bro, can I!?

Mew: You have my blessing. 

 

Terapagos: Joe...

 

Munkidori: Cutting this off because I know exactly what’s going to happen. 

 

Munkidori: You are truly an evil mastermind, Mew, and that's coming from an actual former one. 

 

Mew: Thank you, but don't worry, Terapagos won’t get into any trouble for it!

Munkidori: It’s not him I’m concerned about.

 

Fezandipiti: Oh yeah, Munkidori, you never did tell me how your expedition went. 

 

Munkidori: Oh, uh… not much happened…

 

Yveltal has connected.

 

Yveltal: An adequate banquet has been prepared. I do hope it will help serve as a formal apology for nearly drawing you into my realm. 

 

Fezandipiti: …Munkidori.

 

Munkidori: Okay, so a couple of things happened, and

 

Okidogi: Y’know, it was kind of just… a little accident, y’know?

 

Fezandipiti: I can’t leave you alone for five minutes, can I?

 

Munkidori: You say that like you’re the one stabilizing everything.

 

Ogerpon: Hey heya!

 

Suicune: In any case, a banquet has been prepared? 

 

Articuno: Exciting. We can finally delve into Valhalla’s Halls for this. Come on, let's go!

 

Arceus: Wait.

 

Zapdos: Awwww…

 

Arceus: I need to tell all of thou some important information.

 

Dialga: Important information? Pray tell, what?

 

Arceus: I shall be taking an extended leave of absence in order to make some important decisions about many things. In the interim, I shall hope thou all take care of thyselves.

 

Palkia: We shall do our best.

 

Giratina: But, father, if you are gone, who is keeping order in the interim?

 

Arceus: I have enlisted only my most trusted and closest associate for this. 

 

Giratina: Who?

 

Regigigas has connected.

 

Dialga: Oh no. 

 

Arceus: This is Regigigas. Treat him as thou would me, he’s taking on more responsibility than most of thou have ever dreamt of taking. 

 

Arceus: I shall take my leave. Regigigas, thou shall handle it from here.

 

Arceus has disconnected.

 

Dialga: So… uh… Regigigas…

 

Regigigas: Parameters defined. Assessing situation.

 

Jirachi: Is this another one of Terapagos’s guys?

 

Palkia: No. He is something far more ancient… 

 

Regigigas: Rules understood. Situation controlled. Initiating social mode.

 

Regigigas: Greetings, children and pantheon of the High Lord. Arceus has requested I take on his leadership and rules, and has laid out an extensive game plan and set of rules that you all shall follow. 

 

Regigigas: Firstly, meetings shall be held daily. Attendance is not required unless specifically requested, though Arceus’s children are mandatory, lest they wish to face their father upon his return. 

 

Mew: Phooey.

 

Dialga: I hate it when he becomes passive-aggressive with us. 

 

Mew: Yeah! He’s like, the only way to make me feel bad about myself!

 

Regigigas: To all members of the pantheon, if any of you violate the rules, you shall expect immediate expulsion. Unlike Arceus, I understand this mental system’s connections, and I can easily separate you into multiple communication channels.

 

Giratina: What about those inside of the Ruins’ sub-channel?

 

Regigigas: Let’s test that, shall we?

 

Wo-Chien, Iron Crown, Nihilego, and Necrozma have connected.

 

Wo-Chien: Free… we are free, Treasures... Free to destroy everything!

 

Wo-Chien has disconnected.

 

Iron Crown: Hostiles detected! Preparing mental assault!

 

Iron Crown has disconnected.

 

Nihilego: Feast… yummy brains… brains…

 

Nihilego has disconnected.

Necrozma: Look, I just want to say that I’m really sorry about last time, and that I’d like to make an appeal.

 

Necrozma has disconnected.

 

Regigigas: Oh, my mind slipped. How unfortunate.

 

Lugia: See, I told you it could happen!

 

Darkrai: ...I have a feeling you and I aren't going to get along, Regigigas. 

 

Regigigas: Noted, Darkrai. As for you, Lugia, as well as your other “moderator,” Ho-oh, you two are free to aid me, but in case you two fail to prove yourselves capable, as I have received reports about in my system summary of this connection, I have fallback options fully capable of replacing you.

 

Ho-oh: Hang on, system summary?

 

Regigigas: Yes, I have scanned everything said in these channels since its formation, allowing me to form a scale on which I can believably trust all of you. 

 

Mew: Who’s ranking the lowest right now?

 

Regigigas: You, currently.

 

Mew: Awwwwww…

 

Regigigas: Should I witness infractions by those who score lowly on my weighting, you will receive only one warning before being ejected to another sub-channel. 

 

Moltres: Who is currently at risk of this?

 

Regigigas: Processing, please wait…

 

Regigigas: Mew, Darkrai, Hoopa, Mewtwo, Deoxys, Articuno, Zapdos, Moltres, Entei, Raikou, Suicune, Jirachi, Lugia, and Ho-oh. Mew is exempt from total exclusion as a result of his privileges as one of Arceus’s children, a permission shared with Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Azelf, Mesprit, Uxie, and Terapagos. 

 

Lugia: Wait, if we are your acting sub-moderators, why are we on your watchlist?

 

Regigigas: Failure to properly moderate, mostly in accordance with your own children. As the situations have not been severe so far, you are not in much trouble, but are still a concern for the overall well-being of this connection.

 

Darkrai: …Why do I have a sudden dread about next meeting?

 

Ho-oh: They haven’t done much but bicker, though? There hasn’t been much to resolve there.

 

Regigigas: This is true, but it is disruptive to meetings, wherein important topics must be discussed. Under normal circumstances, I would not care. 

 

Lugia: I see… children? 

 

Articuno: Yes?

 

Lugia: Do your best to keep yourselves from being too disruptive. I assume mild banter is fine, but nothing that derails the discussion.

 

Moltres: For once, I’m inclined to agree with father.

 

Zapdos: Likewise.

 

Suicune: We shall follow suit, Ho-oh. We do not want our behavior to reflect poorly on our characters as individuals. 

 

Regigigas: I am glad to see things have been firmly established. Now, we should proceed with the meeting unless you all have further questions. 

 

Yveltal: I see I am a part of this now, so if I may ask, am I alright to stay?

 

Regigigas: Given your powers over death itself, I shall be inclined to agree yes, though Arceus may have different thoughts on the matter upon his return.

 

Mew: Eh, he’s let in less important Pokemon for less. Yveltal will be fine. 

 

Regigigas: Anything else?

 

Dialga: I believe not. 

 

Mewtwo: I have one.

 

Regigigas: Yes?

 

Mewtwo: I'm not exactly the biggest fan of the tidings you're bringing with all of this... so what’s stopping us from taking you down in real life?

 

Regigigas: Multiple things. Namely, you do not know my location.

 

Mewtwo: Snowpoint Temple.

 

Regigigas: That… is impressive. How do you know?

 

Mewtwo: I guessed.

 

Regigigas: …I… I do not think I am going to question the probability of that.

 

Deoxys: We're here. 

 

Regigigas: That is not… 

 

Mewtwo: I assume you’re the big statue in the basement? 

 

Regigigas: If a battle is inevitable, do be aware that I shall win. 

 

Deoxys: With you being as slow as you are, I doubt it. 

 

Mewtwo: To battle!

Regigigas, Mewtwo, and Deoxys have disconnected.

 

Dialga: How do you think that’s going to go?

 

Mew: Poorly. 

 

Yveltal: For who?

 

Mew: …Up to debate.

 

Uxie: If anyone wants popcorn, Hoopa is willing to portal it from Veilstone to your location.

 

Yveltal: Oh, that would be most helpful for the banquet. 

 

Uxie: Great! Hoopa, if you would please…

 

Yveltal: …Why did the sky darken?

 

Uxie: …Hoopa.

 

Yveltal:

 

Yveltal: You’re all invited to dig me out of here with your mouths. 

 

Dialga: That shall be fun. 

 

Fezandipiti: Odd choice of words…

 

Yveltal: You know what I mean. 

 

Okidogi: Oh, yes! This is like a pipe dream come true!

 

Okidogi: …Are we free to leave, or…?

 

Regigigas has connected.

 

Regigigas: De-activating combat parameters… activating social mode… 

 

Regigigas: Greetings.

 

Heatran: Hi. 

 

Mew: What did you do to Mewtwo and Deoxys?

 

Regigigas: Nothing much. Just don’t expect them to be coming back from the realm of the unconscious for a while. 

 

Mew: … Did they at least do a good job?

 

Regigigas: They were more than adequate, though not enough for my might. 

 

Mew: I’ll take it. 

 

Darkrai: ...What shall happen to them now? 

 

Regigigas: Nothing. Should they do this, or anything similar again, I shall react with greater hostility.

 

Darkrai: Didn't you say you'd give them a big warning or whatever?

 

Regigigas: I believe what the results of that fight were warning enough for those two. 

 

Darkrai: ...

 

Regigigas: In any case, I have registered that you have some work to be taking care of. 

 

Yveltal: I can smell the butter. 

 

Regigigas: So I will adjourn this meeting until tomorrow. Good luck and happy feasting.

 

Palkia: You’re not coming?

 

Regigigas: Unfortunately not. I lack a mouth. 

 

Palkia: Oh... a shame. 

 

Regigigas: So if there is nothing else…

 

Terapagos: Oh, oh! I got something I wanna ask!

 

Regigigas: Oho, I see. Fire away, little one.

 

Terapagos: Do you know who Joe is?

 

Raikou: Y’know, Mew, I haven’t said this before, but you are devilish. 

 

Mew: Thank you, I try my best.

 

Dialga: I believe it best we take our leave here. 

 

Giratina: Agreed. We’re coming to save you from your kernel prison, Yveltal. 

 

Yveltal: Thank you. 

 

Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Azelf, and twenty-three others have disconnected.

 

Genesect: …

 

Genesect: Who’s Arceus?

 

Terapagos: Joe-

Chapter 11: Battles At Hand

 

Regigigas, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and eight others have connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode.

 

Heatran: Hi. 

 

Darkrai: The irony in his “social mode” somehow being less social.

 

Regigigas: Greetings. I heard that, Darkrai.

Darkrai: I know. 

 

Regigigas: In any case, what are the current reports of the world’s status?

 

Dialga: All temporal-spatial anomalies are resolved.

 

Palkia: I can confirm Dialga’s statement. 

 

Regigigas: Is there anything else of note anyone wishes to acknowledge?

 

Deoxys: I’d like to speak.

 

Regigigas: I am not paying for your medical bills.

 

Deoxys: You and I know full well I’m not the one who needs them.

 

Mew: Yeah, and my bro won’t eat any of the soup I borrowed!

 

Mewtwo: I have told you several times before, soup is not helping me fix a broken arm. 

 

Deoxys: In any case, I have a complaint I’d like to make.

 

Regigigas: What is it?

 

Deoxys: I’ve been having some territorial disputes with one certain big green worm. 

 

Palkia: Ah. Him.

 

Regigigas: Rayquaza, I presume?

 

Deoxys: Yes. We keep having spats about it… not very fun when it’s clearly my territory as well as his.

 

Regigigas: Allow me to call the offending party here. 

 

Rayquaza has connected.

 

Rayquaza: What’s happening?

 

Deoxys: You.

 

Rayquaza: You. 

 

Regigigas: Now, hold you two. We must settle this.

 

Rayquaza: Oi, you don’t get to dictate our personal conflicts!

 

Deoxys: He does, as I allowed him. 

 

Rayquaza: Why!?

 

Deoxys: We need to resolve this one way or another. 

 

Rayquaza: …Fine.

 

Regigigas: Now, Rayquaza, Deoxys says you’re infringing on his territory.

 

Rayquaza: The ozone layer is my domain! No one else’s!

 

Deoxys: You let the Minior live there.

 

Rayquaza: The Minior cannot help it. You can. 

 

Deoxys: My meteor came from outer space, I have as much a right to this as anyone else. 

 

Rayquaza: Outer space is not the ozone layer.

 

Regigigas: Rayquaza, is Deoxys actively damaging the ozone layer with his presence?

 

Rayquaza: He’s infringing on me with his presence!

 

Regigigas: I’m afraid that is not reason enough to require an eviction of Deoxys. 

 

Rayquaza: Darnit… 

 

Deoxys: So, Rayquaza, we can exist simultaneously, without conflict. Is that allowed?

 

Rayquaza: …Fine, but only because I know someone’s gonna come kick my butt as a recompense if I don’t.

 

Deoxys: I respect that you know when to establish your boundaries. 

 

Rayquaza: …Thank you.

 

Mesprit: Remember to invite me to your wedding, you two.

 

Deoxys: I despise you, Rayquaza.

 

Rayquaza: I hope you reach the grave early, Deoxys. 

 

Uxie: Awwwww… mutual hatred!

 

Azelf: They’re so into each other. 

 

Deoxys: If I ever wind up in a relationship with this worm’s hubris, end me then. 

 

Rayquaza: Likewise, but instead for the noodle creature.

 

Mesprit: You’re not exactly beating the allegations right now.

 

Mew: You guys are saying this like my bro isn’t right here.

 

Deoxys: …Terapagos?

 

Mew: No! He doesn’t even know what romance is yet! Don’t tarnish his mind with that icky stuff!

 

Deoxys: …Who are you referring to then?

 

Mew: The guy literally named after me!

 

Deoxys: …Who?

 

Mew: Heavens above…

 

Mew: Bro, speak.

 

Mewtwo: This soup tastes horrible. 

 

Deoxys: Oh. 

 

Darkrai: He makes a fair point, actually. You two seem to have a lot of “fights” in a private and secluded location rather frequently. 

 

Mesprit: Oooooooooo…

 

Palkia: You have all been spending too much time on that “internet” shenaniganry… 

 

Regigigas: In any case, we must refocus our efforts before we lose track. Rayquaza and Deoxys, you two are settled?

 

Rayquaza: Yes.

 

Deoxys: Correct.

 

Regigigas: Are there any other threats or issues we should acknowledge? 

 

Rayquaza: Apologies for my intrusion, but I could use some assistance. 

 

Regigigas: …With?

 

Rayquaza: I’ve got two bozos who won’t stop fighting each other… if someone could knock some sense into them for once, I’d greatly appreciate it.

 

Regigigas: And who may these Pokemon happen to be?

 

Dialga: Oh no.

 

Rayquaza: Here, if you would allow me…

 

Rayquaza:

 

Kyogre and Groudon have connected.

 

Deoxys: Rayquaza, respectfully, why?

Groudon: Hey, how come Kyogre’s name is in the order first?

 

Kyogre: Oh, shut up, it’s just random.

 

Groudon: And how would you happen to know!?

 

Kyogre: Because mental connections are a simple system you failed to learn and understand.

 

Regigigas: …I am afraid I see your problem. 

 

Deoxys: Oh, really? I hadn’t noticed.

 

Kyogre: Now hush, Groudon, we’re making a bad first impression. 

 

Groudon: Excuse me, you’re the one who so angrily rebuked me!

 

Kyogre: And you’re the ignoramus who instigated this to begin with!

 

Regigigas: …I assume this has been going for quite some time?

 

Rayquaza: Since the dawn of time, actually. When the Earth was in its most primal state, there was an energy source they fought over, and…

 

Kyogre: It was rightfully mine, I had eyes on it first.

 

Groudon: Says who? I saw that first!

 

Kyogre: Oh come off it you oversized wad of mud!

 

Groudon: Why you little…

 

Rayquaza: Now now kids, stop fighting.

 

Groudon: Kids!?

 

Kyogre: We aren’t kids!

 

Deoxys: Something they can agree on.

 

Groudon: You’re the child!

 

Kyogre: Excuse me! You’re like a whiny toddler making a sandcastle at the beach who starts crying when the tide rolls in!

 

Groudon: In my case, it’s when a butthurt toddler runs over to my sandcastle and spills a pail of water on it!

 

Azelf: He’s not denying the sandcastle allegations. 

 

Darkrai: Rayquaza, if this is how you handle them, I’m surprised you get anywhere.

 

Rayquaza: Typically I just beat them up. It works better than talking to them. 

 

Mewtwo: …Finally. Someone who gets my style.

 

Deoxys: Perhaps we should form a club with Genesect as well?

 

Mew: Deoxys and Rayquaza on the same team!? Awwww… the enemies to lovers arc’s already begun. 

 

Rayquaza: The what!?

 

Deoxys: You are lucky you are caring for Mewtwo right now, otherwise I would blast you apart right this second.

 

Mesprit: Oh wow, Deoxys is dating two guys at the same time? Daring… 

 

Deoxys: I am not “dating” anyone! I already know when they were born!

 

Uxie: …Should I tell him, or you?

 

Mesprit: Probably you. Deliver it to him in terms of harsh, cold, facts. 

 

Kyogre: Yes! Deliver Groudon from his clouded judgment to show him the truth of our situation!

 

Groudon: Excuse me, I’m afraid you’re the one who needs correcting. 

 

Uxie: …Perhaps we should deal with this first.

 

Mew: Yeah, these guys are giving me a headache already.

 

Mewtwo: And let me tell you, it’s not helping!

 

Regigigas: Kyogre, Groudon, may we talk?

 

Groudon: Sure. I’m happy to talk to anyone willing to hear me out.

 

Kyogre: Likewise. I do not wish for this lizard to cloud anyone’s judgment of me.

 

Groudon: Personally, I think they’ve already seen enough of you to make a fairly negative one… 

 

Kyogre: Why you…

 

Regigigas: Before you two bicker again, let us discuss this. Why do you two fight? 

 

Groudon: Because Kyogre’s wrong!

Kyogre: Because Groudon’s wrong!

 

Regigigas: …And why did you start fighting?

 

Kyogre: Because Groudon does not understand the concept of inherent randomness.

 

Groudon: Well excuse me, but personally I subscribe to the idea of fate…

 

Uxie: …Philosophy. My sworn enemy. 

 

Regigigas: I mean, the very first time you ever dueled.

 

Kyogre: I suppose it would have been on the day of our birth…

 

Groudon: Kyogre stole my toy. 

 

Kyogre: The insolence! You stole mine.

 

Regigigas: …I am getting tired of this. I mean the day you both encountered the infinity energy…

 

Kyogre: Oh, yeah, that.

 

Regigigas: Could you two not share it and work together to bring harmony to land and sea? 

 

Groudon: We could…

 

Regigigas: Excellent, then…

 

Groudon: But we won’t.

 

Regigigas: …Why not?

 

Kyogre: The energy should be mine… all of it. 

 

Groudon: No, it should be all mine!

 

Kyogre: No, all of mine!

 

Regigigas: Both of you, stop this banter at once.

 

Groudon: I’m afraid we won’t, Mr. Busybody. Because guess what? I haven’t a care in the world for what you have to say.

 

Kyogre: You only care about getting to an objective, not about actually solving our dilemma. If you cared, you wouldn’t be so infuriated within only five minutes of dealing with us. 

 

Darkrai: 

 

Darkrai: …Damn. 

 

Regigigas: …You are mistaken. I do not “only have an objective in mind.” 

 

Kyogre: But that’s why you’re here, isn’t it?

 

Groudon: You wouldn’t be the leader of a mental connection with Dialga, Palkia, and those Lake Guardians inside of it. None of them would trust you with that power.

 

Kyogre: I doubt any of them even knew you existed before now. You’re probably only here because Arceus got busy and had to make sure he had a babysitter.

 

Groudon: That’s your goal, isn’t it? To make sure these guys are all babysat, solely because you don’t trust anyone here with responsibility. That’s your objective Arceus set for you, and it’s the only thing you’ll ever listen to because it’s the only thing you’ll respect.

 

Deoxys: …Rayquaza?

 

Rayquaza: Yes?

Deoxys: I love you so much.

 

Rayquaza: I hope you don’t mean, like…

 

Deoxys: I’d rather die.

 

Regigigas: This was all a ploy, wasn’t it?

 

Mewtwo: Of course it was, you idiot! My bones are broken, and even I can see that!

 

Deoxys: I hope me and my pals put things into perspective for you.

 

Regigigas: …So, was all of this just… made up? To “teach me a lesson?”

 

Rayquaza: Pretty much.

 

Deoxys: Except for the Groudon and Kyogre stuff. The only thing those two can ever unite on is something like this.

 

Groudon: I still insist that I saw the energy first.

 

Kyogre: Oh, buzz off!

 

Regigigas: I see… 

 

Deoxys: So, I hope this gives you some perspective. 

 

Regigigas: 

 

Regigigas: You know, it does.

 

Rayquaza: Really?

 

Regigigas: Yes… 

 

Regigigas: It shows me that I need to be taking my job more seriously.

 

Deoxys, Rayquaza, Groudon, and Kyogre have disconnected.

 

Regigigas: Indefinite purgatory for the lot of them. That should keep them in line.

 

Dialga: But that defies your own rules! Rayquaza and the others have barely been here for ten minutes!

 

Regigigas: …And ten minutes is all they need to have. Exceptions need to be made to keep order. 

 

Palkia: Your job is to keep things in order. This shall only incite further outrage.

 

Regigigas: Then let them be outraged. My primary objective is keeping order within these meetings, not to debate philosophy with angered toddlers.

 

Mew: …No fun…

 

Regigigas: I see now that I need to enforce stricter policy. Given that Lugia and Ho-oh are as useless as ever, I see it fit that I need new moderators. Ones that I know are responsible. Activate!

 

Regirock, Regice, Registeel, Regieleki, and one other have connected.

 

Regigigas: …My children.

 

Regirock: Father.

 

Regigigas: Sending new parameters. Download immediately.

 

Regice: Order confirmed. Registering now. 

 

Mewtwo: Who are these freaks?

 

Regigigas: They are not freaks, Mewtwo. They are of my own creation, just as you were once created by humans. These… These are my children.

 

Regidrago: Orders confirmed. Awaiting activation.

 

Regigigas: Activate.

 

Regieleki: Parameters assessed. Moderation duties enabled. 

 

Regigigas: Now, I assume no one else has anything to add?

 

Uxie: …I believe not.

 

Regigigas: Good. Meeting shall end now. Anyone who wishes to stay on is free to do so, but my moderators will report any plans against my duties to me. If you wish to file a formal complaint to Arceus, I am afraid he’s unavailable right now. You know how it is. Good day to you all.

 

Regigigas has disconnected.

 

Darkrai: Mewtwo?

 

Mewtwo: I believe our thoughts are shared. 

 

Darkrai: You or me?

 

Mewtwo: …We shall figure that out another day… when the others aren’t watching. 

 

Darkrai: Agreed.

 

Darkrai and Mewtwo have disconnected.

 

Mew, Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina have disconnected.

 

Azelf and Mesprit have disconnected.

 

Uxie: … And so, another card is played... I wonder where this shall lead... 

Chapter 12: Void

Necrozma: I wonder… is this what it’s like to go insane?

 

Wo-Chien: We went insane a long time ago. Join the club. 

 

Ting-Lu: At least those goons of yours… and those strange Pokemon… at least they are gone. 

 

Chi-Yu: Yeah, it’s our first time being able to think properly in ages!

 

Necrozma: I suppose that they must have realized how boring it gets in this void…

 

Wo-Chien: In any case, we do not anticipate company any time soon. Perhaps we should… connect?

 

Necrozma: …What is that meant to entail?

 

Deoxys, Groudon, Kyogre, and Rayquaza have connected.

 

Chien-Pao: Spoke too soon, Beads. 

 

Deoxys: Oh… you’re all still down here?

 

Necrozma: Unfortunately. 

 

Rayquaza: I apologize, then, for the fact Groudon and Kyogre will have to be here as well. 

 

Groudon: Nah, we’ll just leave.

 

Kyogre: We did what we came to do, right now we have more important problems than hanging around in a dark void.

 

Groudon: Tell us when we get set free!

 

Kyogre: No, tell me.

 

Groudon: Tell yourself. 

 

Kyogre: I will.

 

Groudon: You and I both know full well I didn't mean it that way. 

 

Groudon and Kyogre have disconnected.

 

Deoxys: …I anticipate a very fun afternoon for you, Rayquaza.

 

Rayquaza: End me now. 

 

Necrozma: So… uh… what brings you two here?

 

Deoxys: Arceus went on break and the guy who’s filling in got a bit too trigger happy on the rules. I will have to visit Darkrai for a status update later, I feel. 

 

Chien-Pao: Perhaps you need us to… cause a little mayhem?

 

Deoxys: Not yet, but I’ll keep that in mind. 

 

Wo-Chien: …I presume your mental connections are stuck here, now?

 

Rayquaza: Yes. We’re banished in mind and not in body, unlike you five.

 

Necrozma: I seriously do not think I warranted expulsion from this dimension.

 

Deoxys: I don’t think anyone did, even Arceus, in the end. He’ll hopefully reconsider when he’s back.

 

Necrozma: Hopefully. I can only last so long in here before I either go insane or go insane by teaming up with these four.

 

Chi-Yu: Hi. 

 

Deoxys: Wait, actually, you’re an interdimensional being, right?

 

Necrozma: …Yeah, did you not know that?

 

Deoxys: No, I did, but…

 

Deoxys: Couldn’t you just, I dunno, use a wormhole and get you and the Ruins out of here whenever?

 

Necrozma:

 

Ting-Lu: …Is he only just now considering this.

 

Chi-Yu: We didn't exactly consider it either, Treasures.

 

Necrozma: Either way, my mental connection is still tied here, so… 

 

Necrozma: I’m going to raid a fast food restaurant. Do you all want anything?

 

Wo-Chien: What is this “fast food?”

 

Chien-Pao: Does it have legs? We love prey that runs!

 

Necrozma: …

 

Deoxys: I am not explaining this. I don’t even fully comprehend it myself.

 

Rayquaza: Alright, so, kids, when a slab of meat and a deep fryer love each other very much…

Chapter 13: Playdates

 

Dialga, Celebi, Terapagos, and Mew have connected.

 

Dialga: Alright kids, we figured it would be for the best if you all got to play together more, so…

 

Celebi: Playdate!?

 

Terapagos: …Playdate?

 

Dialga: Yes. A playdate.

 

Terapagos: What’s that?

 

Dialga: Er, well… It's when children come and play together.

 

Terapagos: …Play? …I like to play.

 

Dialga: That’s good.

 

Mew: Can I go now!? I got things to do and places to be. 

 

Dialga: In a minute. 

 

Celebi: Father, who else is coming?

 

Dialga: Well…

 

Solgaleo, Lunala, Cosmog, and Cosmoem have connected.

 

Dialga: Hello again, you two. It’s been a while. 

 

Lunala: Indeed it has. 

 

Dialga: I trust you with watching over my child and younger brother during this playdate. I would come, but my schedule does not permit me…

 

Lunala: Do not worry. We’re more than happy to help, especially if Cosmog and Cosmoem get some new friends out of it. 

 

Cosmog: Friends!? Where!?

 

Celebi: Oh, hello!

 

Cosmog: Oh, I remember you!

 

Celebi: You do!? That means we’re friends already!

 

Cosmog: Yeah!

 

Terapagos: …Friends?

 

Cosmoem: Hello there.

 

Solgaleo: My, they’re getting along already!

 

Dialga: Well we still have one more parent who needs to show up…

 

Manaphy and Phione have connected.

 

Manaphy: What’s up?

 

Mew: Manaphy!?

 

Manaphy: Yeah?

 

Mew: You have a kid!?

 

Manaphy: Mew, we’ve known each for four thousand years, I don’t understand how this is surprising. 

 

Mew: Well, I mean, it’s just… aren’t you a bit immature to have a kid?

 

Manaphy: Nothing says you can’t do both.

 

Manaphy: Besides, in terms of maturity, you’re one to talk.

 

Mew: Hey, I never said I was the best influence…

 

Terapagos: Oh, big bro, is it Joe time?

 

Mew: …But I do my best. 

 

Solgaleo: In any case, who’s your darling little child?

 

Phione: Hiya!

 

Solgaleo: Greetings, young one.

 

Phione: If you think about it, our understanding of the current universe is fundamentally flawed.

 

Solgaleo: …Come again?

 

Phione: Matter cannot be created nor destroyed, but this implies matter must exist to begin with. But in the universe before the great beginning of life began, how did something come from nothing?

 

Lunala: I… er…

 

Phione: This would thus imply one of two possibilities for our universe: either that something came from nothing, or something has existed for eternity. Both do not make sense under our current understanding of science.

 

Dialga: …What have you been teaching this kid?

 

Manaphy: …I may have gone down a few rabbit holes one day.

 

Phione: As a result, what is the meaning in our universe meant to imply. We have the good fortune to know how our universe came into existence, but how was the creator’s egg made?

 

Dialga: I’m starting to think this may not be the best attitude for the playgroup.

 

Manaphy: Phione, dear, please stop rambling about the meaning of life for just today, alright sweetie?

 

Phione: Awwwww… why?

 

Manaphy: It’s going to upset the other kids.

 

Phione: That’s fine. Let them be upset. We’re all temporary anyway. No point in forging bonds I’m inevitably going to lose in the future. 

 

Manaphy: Phione.

 

Phione: …

 

Phione: …Fine.

 

Manaphy: Thank you. Now, go off and play with the others. Make sure to obey Miss Lunala’s orders while I’m gone, got that?

 

Phione: Okay…

 

Manaphy: Good, now I gotta dash. Kyogre and Groudon tore up the sea in a battle over who did something first again. 

 

Dialga: Good luck.

 

Manaphy: Thank you. I’ll need it. 

 

Manaphy has disconnected.

 

Dialga: Alright kids, I need to go. Celebi, Terapagos, behave yourselves. I shall return soon.

 

Registeel has connected.

 

Dialga: …Oh brother.

 

Registeel: Analysis indicates your brother is next to you. Your expression of chagrin is thus unsuitable in this context.

 

Dialga: It’s a figure of speech.

 

Registeel: Speech only exists in audio form, so it cannot be made into a figure. Analysis indicates you are speaking improbably. 

 

Dialga: Nevermind.

 

Registeel: I do not have a mind. I am an artificial AI interface. 

 

Dialga: Not what I meant. Why are you here?

 

Solgaleo: Dialga, who is this guy?

 

Registeel: I am Registeel. I was created by Regigigas to serve, and I am fulfilling my duty. 

 

Dialga: How?

Registeel: Unauthorized usage of this communication for unnecessary scheduling was detected here. That is all. Rules must be enforced.

 

Dialga: We’re just scheduling a playdate for children. Surely that is not a stretch of boundaries?

 

Registeel: No usage beyond meeting time is permitted.

 

Dialga: Nonsense! Arceus allowed us to meet using this connection whenever we wanted.

 

Registeel: And we are not Arceus. We must uphold order however we see fit. 

 

Dialga: Can't you make an exception just this once?

 

Registeel: No.

 

Dialga: Think of the children.

 

Registeel: No.

 

Celebi: Pretty please?

 

Registeel: No.

 

Phione: You are an AI, an artificial lifeform. You are forever tied to the physical earth that holds you down. You shall never extend into the realm of the incorporeal on the date of your eventual death, no matter how many millennia that may take. No matter the course you take, your life is finite. 

 

Registeel: …I shall allow this temporarily. Do not let me catch you again.

 

Registeel: Now if you’ll excuse me. 

 

Registeel has disconnected.

 

Dialga: …What an annoyance, that Regigigas and his golems…

 

Lunala: I do hope they haven’t been bothering you much.

 

Dialga: This is the first time, but it’s been… an ever present annoyance in meetings. I hope someone deals with them soon.

 

Solgaleo: Yes, but who on earth would be so reckless as to do that?

 

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Mewtwo: Darkrai, I have a plan.

Chapter 14: What a Nightmare

Darkrai: …And you’re sure this will work?

 

Mewtwo: Absolutely not.

 

Darkrai: That’s very unlike you.

 

Mewtwo: My bones are still broken, I’m not in the best thinking state right now. 

 

Darkrai: …And what if it backfires? 

 

Mewtwo: Yveltal will be here just in case.

 

Yveltal: I’ll do my best to make sure your souls won’t depart for the afterlife. 

 

Yveltal: Yet. 

 

Darkrai: …Very reassuring. 

 

Regirock has connected.

 

Mewtwo: Alright, good luck, soldier.

 

Mewtwo has disconnected.

 

Regirock: Query, what was that about?

 

Darkrai: Want to see what happens when I cast a nightmare in a mental connection?

 

Regirock: You’re going to what

 

Darkrai: Watch this!

 

Regirock: System interference detected. System interference detected. System interference

 

Darkrai: Yes! It’s working! It’s work…

 

Darkrai: …Should it be doing that?

 

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Giratina: Doot do do, just a god of antimatter on his way to the shadow lagoon

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: Somehow, I don’t think this migraine is just a me thing. 

 

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Regirock: System error! System error! What did you do!?

 

Darkrai: I don’t know! It’s not meant to be doing this!

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: I am incarnate. I am the feast. I am the devourer. I am all.

 

Regieleki: System error detected! Prepare to neutralize!

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: Such insolence. Destruction.

 

Regieleki: W̴͇̿̀́̾̈́̆̇̈͠͠Ḩ̶̮̟̦̩͙͕̦̹̣͑̅͗̈́̈́̿̀̽̏̓̓̕̚Ã̴̧̧̧̢̢̢͕͎̲̝̲̜̟̲̎̉Ţ̸̡̛̭̤̪̯̻̠̗̤̞̓̄̑̈͑͆͊̈́̎̂̈́̀͘͝ ̵̨͆̌̂̽̄̈́̐̂͛͊͒̀̾͘Į̵̨͔̮̺̖͓͇͇̦̳̯̘͌̽̉̇̆̄̈̿̇̈͋͆͜S̸̛̗͉͙͓̖̘̱̰͌̿͛́͘͜͠͠ ̷̗̳̩̦̑̀̈̈́̒̈́̓́̆͒̿͑̋̅̅Ḩ̴̛̺̪̥͚̗̭̑̈̿̈́̈́͆̈́́͛̐͛̉͌A̵̡̨̛̺̰̯̯̦͇̫̙͑̏̊̈̎̓̈́̒̓́̏͘͜͝͝P̸̨̝̖̠̟̤̣̜͇̬͋̍̑̅̍̈́͌͋̏͜P̸̡̧̞̭͖͇̱͇̙͖̲̖̅͌̐̈̌͝È̸̻̱̝̘̯̞̬͔̗̉̇̂͛̿̅̕̕͠N̶̝̝͙̰̺̪͌̈͂̕I̷͓͙̳͔̼̙̠͖̹̖̪̻̞͋̂̄̿́͗̈́N̶̪̪̽̈́G̵̛̛̰̱̘̞̟͖͑̏́̋̈̀͊̌ͅ ̴̨̦̫̮̬̯̰̦͇̼̄̑Ģ̵̠̤̣̪̦̬̭̪͂̀̃͂̎N̸͓͔͚̲̩̦̞̖̝̔̽̍̓̑̐͝$̶̱͚̝̭͎̫̻̺̠̠̫͈͓̀̊͋̇̋̈̚G̶̝̐̑̋̍̓̽̔̄̒$̴͇̓̀̋͗͗̂̾̋̀̊̎N̶̫̥͇͚̳͎̪̙̂Ĝ̵̦$̵̙͉̯̥̫̠͈͕̜͔͓̲̟̿̎͋̂̽̊̌̃̊̾̈́̑͝͠N̴̮̝̪̠͚͊̒̂̒$̷͓̟̘̭̆̓̒͒͑̅̊̊̑̄͊͝J̴͎̗͉̠͗̏͂̇͗͛͆̆̇͘͠͠Ņ̵̨̛̳̠̤̥̯͎͚̺̻̈́̊̋̾̆̐̇̌̒͒̽͛̕͜$̶̯̳̯͔̘́̌̂͊͋́̾́͌̅͜G̴̨̫͙̼̺̮͎̍͐̀̽̈͆̈̈͝͝ͅW̶̢͕̙̘͈͕̤̓̋̽̒G̷̛͖̲̝̤̺̘̽́̂̏̈͐͘͘̚͝J̶̛̰̀̀́̓̌N̸̡̗̦̪͇͍͎̭͓̪̥̎̅̒̒̃̉̈́̿̽̀͋̕G̶̙̪͊͌̑͑͝$̷̧̙̮̰͖̟̥̰̼͇̬̀Ň̶̝͇̬̹͉̙̻͚̑͊̒̋̽̂̀̇̈̏̍̓̕̚͜

 

Regirock: This error is corrupting the system! Darkrai, reverse this at once!

 

Darkrai: I don’t know how! It shouldn’t be doing this!

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: I am full. I am complete. But my feast continues.

 

Darkrai: Nightmare! I am your creator! Heed me!

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: I have no need to heed your command. Perish. 

 

Darkrai: You… 

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: P̵͔͔͈͔̲̙͒́̄̽̀̀ͅe̴̡̘̫̜̗͈͗͋̂̌͑͑͘͝ř̷̡̧̧̝͈͕͓̻͚͖̖̩̗́̔̔͋̆͆̚ḯ̴̤̥̗̈͆͒̽̋̇̆s̶̢̪̰̱̼͈̥͈͔̤̥͙͇͈̟̐h̸̻̘̮̿͂͗́͘!

 

Regigigas has connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating hostile action. Disperse imminently. 

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: Your tricks work not on me, deciever. 

 

Regigigas: Oh, really now? How about this?

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: What is this? What is this!?

 

Regigigas: Force reboot. You’re tied to the system. If I disable the system…

 

Regigigas: Shut down!

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: I̵͔̗̱̰̦̋̅͂̌̏ ̵̜͕̋̒̅̈͑͘̕̚͝Á̵̡̘̫͇̘̈́͐̎̄́́̾͑̎̈́M̴̨̝̼̜̞̤͓͍͉͕̤͖̯̏̒̈́͋̓̾̒̚͜͜ ̵̧̩̺̎̓͂̈́͠T̵̩͔͓̭̻̫̫͔̥̫̤͕͔̪͋͆̏͌̒͌̈͋̀̇̇̎̃͘͘ͅḢ̵̩͉͖͌Ę̵̛̹̩̼̜̞͈̥̙̺̈̽̂̔̔̄͒̒͒̚̕͜͝͝ͅͅ ̶̨̨̛̛̰̜͚͕̳̞̗̩̰̪̱̯͂̽͂̈́̒͛̊͛̊́̕̕͜D̸̡̢̹̦̻̅̂A̵̢͈̯͍͇͓̓̈́̚͜͜Ṛ̷̛͇͎̪̬͔̤̣͓̯͔̥̪͗̅̀̎̏̈̕K̴͉̮̜̳̫̣̑̐͑̅̈͑̏̒̓̓̓̿͂͜͠N̸̞͉̣̮͇͈̣̩͕͉̱̬̝͌̈́̐̈́͐̈̓͝͠Ę̸̖̪̰̹͈̺͈̤̺͓̙̔̈́̎̿̅ͅS̷̠̖͕̝̻͍̬͈̹̋̊͊̾͂̊̀̓̽̎̿̄̂̕ͅS̴̨̤͙̄͐͋̀̎̓̊̑̕ ̵͚̻͆̆̑͊͑̍̓̉̕̚Ȃ̷̡̤̞́͆̄Ń̴̢͇͕̰͔̖̜͈͋̾̅̎̓̐̾̓D̶̢̖̝̼̼̗̘̹̭̾̇̃͊͝͝͠ͅ ̸̨̪̥͊̒̔͗̆̆̏̓̊̑̚͠ͅI̴̢̡̬̹̰͇̩̾͜ ̴͈͚̱̤́͒̍͆̋͐̎̅͂͑̅̀̇Å̵͓̩͔̋̅͆͗̍̿̆̈́̀̒̏͝M̵͕͈̯̟̗̞̺͇̥̤̍͒̾̏͂͆̇͗̏̀͜͝ ̶̡̡͖̞̖̰̼͓̘̙̽̆͌̂́͜͝ͅṬ̶͚͉͈͓̰̗̠̼̣̼̹͆́́̉̇̑̆͌͜͜͝͠ͅH̸̘͕͛̅E̶̥̩̠̳̻̤͇̠̒̉̿̉̋̌͐̈́͘ ̵̫̞͎̲̙͔̪̣̝̮̀̈́̓̓̉̈́̍̀̍̐̎̏̽̕͜͠Ḷ̴̢̨̬̼̳̦̫̮̟̮̋͘ͅI̸̤͔̹͇̯͇͑̑̽̐̍̓̽͛̓͘͝G̶̛̯̠͑̀͗̀̀̈̍̕H̷͓͎̬̼͍̺͎̞̦͖̽́̏̓͂͑̅̐̀͘̕͜͠Ţ̵̢̞͔̝̲̠̠̻̯̤̳͙̓͛̐́́̋͋́̄̇̇͗͒̌͠ ̵̧̨̮̯͔̟͉̬͍̰͈͗̃̉̂̍̒̈̈́́̃̓̓̕͘I̴̡̝̻̬̲̩͉͓͓͕̖̍̏̓͑̀̀̉͊̉̇͛́̽̿ ̴̣̦̣̜̻͙̘͇̻̅̾Ą̷̹͓̥̙͎̥̳̬̤̳͖̯̚͜M̸̹̫̀̄̿͌ ̶̢̞̫̝͓̪̯̮͉̦̥̫̫͖̄̈́͛A̵̛̲̗̩̱̦͊̌́̈́̊̆̚͝L̴̥̲̑̇̃͘ͅĻ̸̧͖̖͚͉͙̜͍̲͇̭͍̮̫̓̓̏̅̉̈́̒̒̇̐̃̽̓̕ ̷̡̢̝̗̰̝͖̭̙̘̪͚̒̽̐̒̉͆̀ͅA̷͙̼̅͗́͌̔̾̌̅̚̚͝Ń̷̨̲̮̮͚̠͈̳̬͙̲̖̘̱̏͊̊̋̀͌͛̎͋̚͝Ḑ̸͕̓̈́̏̅̓͛̈́̐͐͝ ̶̨̢̛̦̘̥̣̻̩̞̟͎̄̾͒͛͂̈́̎̆̏̐͆̌͘͠Ĩ̵̧̧̛͉̰̳̼̭̠̼̳̭̟̂͗͗͛͐͑̐̏͗̆͜͠ ̷̛̛̲̬͇̦̙̜͈̬̝͕͕̱̗̎̔̄̑̆̅͛̾̈̃́̚͝A̶̢͉͔̥̥̦̗̙͌̂̔͋̕̚͘͜M̸̜̙̭̻̼͈̠̗̝̮̥̗̹̅̈̽̽͝ ̵̫̞̫̙̤̘͋̋̾͗͐͆̂͜͠N̶̼̯̩̦̥̋̆͊̿̈̊̊͌͠͠͝͠O̵̧̟̖͖̙͘͠ͅT̶̡̨͇͇̤̙̩̔͊̅͝H̷̦̖̳͆̓̋͆̽̽͌̈̊͛͑͗̅I̸̡̧̼̦̖̫̯̱̘̘̰͓̅͐͑̿͌̚͝N̸̢̦̦͙̳̮̲̫͍͙͓̪̘͙̿͂̒̋͐͂̕͜͝͝G̴̦̟̲̐̀̐͒̓̒̍ ̷̜̪̜̟̘͙̩̲́̑͛̕͜͠Y̵͚͊͆̾̕Ǭ̵̥̺̬̟̭͉̦͕͆̾͒̔͐̊͜͜͝ͅŬ̴̮̞̮̤̣͉̮̘̞̳̐͐͆̈̃͌̀̉̉̎̚ͅ ̷̢̙͇͎̞͉̦̹̅̒̔̊̀͆͘C̵̞̗̪̹͉͇̠̿̒̇́̀͊͗̎͠Ȁ̶̡̛͍͙͕͓̣̄̄̂̉͑̄N̴͚̲̼̰͍̖̘̣̊̅̒̒́͂̽̄͘̚͝͠N̸̙̜̅͂̉̄̀̂̓̕Ỏ̴̺̠̝͚̮̯̞̎͂͊͛̅̎̏̇̿̾̚̕T̵̨̳̥̬̬̙̬̖͓̼̖̞̘̾̑̌ ̷̠͍̹̽̄̇͒͠͝D̸̡̡͖͔̲̩̠̹͙̪̪̈́͗͌̑͗̂͊̎̂̈́̕͘͘͜ͅĘ̸̨̧̦͙̭̝̗̹̱͙͍̮͖̭̊͂̔̆̍͠͠S̴̯̺̺̩̰̪͈̙̼̥̊͋̇̐͐͒̉͜͜T̵̛͔̣̝̼̘̅͑R̴̙̠̝͕͕̝̠̭̍̎̃̊͐͜Ơ̴̩̞̺͉̠̩̞͇̙͗̉͆̈́̉̑͒Y̴̨͓̪̻͎̭̣͑͗̓͋̒̎͑̅̔̄̊̋̉͝ ̸̨̼̗̗̳̻̍̎̓͋̀́͑̊̅͜M̵̼̞̩̟̼͉͇̗̟̻̽͋͛̉̉̉͊͝ͅḚ̴͖̦̀̐̏͂̆̋̐̌̏̄͊̕ ̶͔̝̗̗͎̙̰̍͜ͅḮ̸̖͖̩̦́̽͊̏́̉̉̄͗̈͘͝ ̶̛̝̻̜̮̥͈̝̼̗̆̒̈́͋̿̿͂̑͘͝S̴̫̩̗̻̬̆̍̐͌͆̄͝͝͝H̴͖̭͇̤̼͛̓͋͂͐̒̏Ą̷̨̦͓͂̔̈́̈́̆̇͆͂̕Ĺ̸̞̦͕͇̀̽̀͛̍̆͋͋̈̈́L̶̨̡̧̘̲̯͉̮̟̗̟̱̱̱̑̊̈͜ ̴̨̛̪̙̖̋̈́͠R̴̩̩͎̰̲͔̭̋̅̊͋E̵̦͔̋̒̋͠Ţ̵̛͉̮̜̣͍̥̖̱̫͔̤̟̬U̵̡̳͉͎͖̰͕̭̹̺͓͍͔̅̈́́́̂̈́̃̀Ŕ̸͎͓̰͎̬̭̥̼̬̞͖̮͓̦̀̈̾̑̈̓̄͌͜͝͝N̷͔͙͈̖̱̹̩͙̥̽̍͂͊̃͜͝ ̴̹͙̟̘̜̬͕͈͎͓̼̗̹̈́̍̌̂́͋̇̀̆͜ͅÈ̸̢̬͔̱̖͓͈͎͔̹͊̽̓͊̌̈́͑̉̚̕͘V̷̪̠͚̞̞̰̻́̄͋̂̅͋͐̚͜͝Ę̶̤̙̪̼̻̰͍̣͙͗̓̓͜͝N̴͓͚͔̞̙͓̻̮̟͖̗̦̻͚̓͒̌̍̃̓̇̇̇̒͝T̷̫̩̙̼̬̞͉͇̫̓̋̃̅͂Ư̵̧̦̠̗͎̙̣̪̠̱̼͔̊͋͐̄̀̎̔̍̕͜ͅA̷̻̞͖͇͊̌͊͆́̀̒̕L̶̨̮̳͇̟̈́̂̆́͐̆̔̅̈́̏L̴̨̪̬̤͕͑̒̒͋͌̀̀̇̐͌͘͝͝ͅŸ̵̻̳́̉̓͑̈̓̆̇̋͗̕͝ ̷̯̱̹͎̘̲̋͛͒̆̉̓̃͊̚̚͜ͅF̷͖͖̤͈̻̳͈͈̿̓̋̐̌́͐͛͂͋̿̍̚E̷̼̩͉̠͌̔̓̋̽A̶̳̔́̀̄̆ͅR̷͚͕̖̲̘͉̜̪̯͓̞̻̟̳̾̐͋͂͆͒̈͘̚̚ ̷̘͍͐M̵̡̢̨͙̤̜̻̻̪̪̲̱̝͌͗̿͜E̶̳̜̟̦͓̔̏͐̏̐͠ ̶̢̧͈͔̣̰̣̤̣͕͖̫̪̮́̃̃͒̈́̑̔ͅF̵̛̳̥͍͉͙͙̮̥̳͍̦̮̑͗͗̂͝͠ͅE̴͙̲͍̼̩̪̤̲̮͓̦͊̈́̋̆͐͘͠A̷̢̨̙̗̘̜̬̐̿̄͊̓͛͌̐̐̽́͛̚͘R̷̛̞̜͓̬͙̬̄̍̔̊͒̃̃́͠ ̸̣̗̽̀̊̎͗̃́͆̅̑͘̚͝͠M̶̙̖̼͉͙̰͔̀̍̿̂̊̀̇̓̀͘͜͝͝͠E̵̡͔̠͇̼̲̮̤̘̟̠̊͛̈̽̄̊̂̂͝͠ ̴̡̘͚̜̰̽͑̔͊͒̈́ͅF̶̨͔̰̬̳̺̥̫͈̳̈́͑ͅE̶͖͚͒̎̔̔̊̚͝A̵̢̛͇̗̰͇͖̥̩͕̮͖͚͍͋͌̊̊͌̔͒̌͜ͅR̷̝̠̟͖̼͓̻̣͈͎̈́̍ ̸͖͓͕̜̙̣̱̬͎̙̼͓̪̞͗͜M̷̢̙̤͔̻̩͙̠̼̝̤̰̍Ȇ̴̢̨͔̣͔̖͇̠̻̠̞̞̼͇͒͜ ̵͔̰̙͙͈̹͇̍͝D̸͈̖̄̿͛͑̌̈̌̃̀͒͘͝ͅĘ̵̨̱̮͈̳͇̣̙̇́́̅̋͐̂̍͌̉͒̈͑͘͜͠ͅͅS̸̙̃̎̿͘͜T̵̨̨̞̺̝̠͎̝̱̓̉̄͋̀̈̈́̉̽̉R̶͈͎̞̹̱͓̠̱̲̳̓̌͂͊̀̄̀̀̆͒͊̄͝Ǒ̶̗̖̝̪̞̋Y̸̰͍̞̎͂̐͋Y̷̡̫̜̻̙̙̬̖͍͚͆̋̉̎̐͂Ỳ̶͖̹̰͒̇̏́̄̍̕Y̶͍̦̞͈̗͙̺̜̗̠̾͐̀̌̀̾̀͑̄͋̕͝Y̷̨̰̬̳̯̦̪̠͉̦̅̈̀̌̍̽͒̓ͅY̴̨̛̩̖̠̩̱̮̼̞̜̺͓̥͐̑͗̿̂̃̕Y̸̢̨̞̯̖̹̍͆̍̔͒͠Ẏ̶͕̺̥͍͈̼̣̲͖̝͒̒̆̉̃̚͜

 

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Giratina: Hm... well, that was bizarre. I suppose it was nothing after all.

 

Mesprit: So do you still need the hot peppers, or...?

 

Giratina: ...Why do you even have those?

 

Mesprit: Reasons.

 

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Regigigas and Darkrai have connected.

 

Regigigas: Now, Darkrai.

 

Darkrai: Look, I genuinely wasn’t expecting that.

 

Regigigas: I know you weren’t. But it doesn’t excuse that you attempted to attack my children through a mental connection. Ignoring how reckless that is, even if it wasn’t a nightmare, it could have sent mental torment to all who have connected and tortured them. 

 

Darkrai: …

Darkrai: If these are my last moments here…

 

Darkrai: Regigigas, you are a piece of

 

Darkrai has disconnected.

 

Regigigas: I’m afraid that’s not appropriate for children . Perhaps Arceus will treat you more kindly when you return. 

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: Quite quiet… thanks to the system shutdown… 

Regigigas: …I shall have to reboot Regieleki later. That nightmare… I do hope it doesn’t spring up again later. I didn’t destroy it completely… it’s missing… no. Perhaps it’s just hiding… hiding in some dark recess of the mind… 

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: …Am I really doing things right here? All I seem to be inspiring is outrage… further research required.

 

Heatran has connected.

 

Regigigas: Or, perhaps…

 

Heatran: Hi.

 

Regigigas: …Nevermind. Greetings, Heatran.

 

Heatran: I’m gonna be playing some lavaball with Moltres and Entei later. Want to come?

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: …Maybe another time. I need to focus on some things.

 

Regigigas has disconnected.

 

Heatran: …Man.

 

Heatran: Hm... maybe I could get someone else to join? Mew might like it...

 

N̵̡̧̢̢̛̛̜̹͎̗͚̖̪̭̘̩͕̉̈́̾̐̀́̈͌͛͋̀̚͝i̸̧͇̣̤̺̎̔̾͗̌̏̄̉̚g̵̤͉̪̓̇̈́̋̃̌͑̉̓̏͊̕̕h̷̛̝̠̯̟͙̟̗̩͖̯͓̞̟̓̂́̋̿̚t̷̫̟̠̯̗̖̺̫̺̫͓̿͂̓͊̽̊̈́̄̑̍̍͜͜ͅm̸̝̜̯͎͉̒̀̔͛̇̂ä̵̢̡͉͎͈͙͚̻̙͋̎̆̑͂́̔͛̇͘r̶̠͉̩̲̤͔̺̳̯͌̾̌̑̇̄͐̈̽͌̐͒͒͘͠ȩ̵͔͉̼̖͍͖̺̰̦̘̖͓͂̑̀̀͋̇̀͘͘͠ ̷̞̂̈́̇̒͋h̶̢͈̰̦̞̗̤͒̑͆̈͑̿̏̈́͊̈́͌̎̂̕͝a̷̡͈̪͉̝̫͉̗̤͓̥͑̍̈́s̸̗͕̹͙͊̔̈́͊́̐̐̈́͋̉͗͘̚͝ ̷̣̬̜͈̭̮̞̫̱̺͇͚͛̈́̊̓̄͆̿̕c̸̯̙̯͔̱̳̘͍̣̟͉̺͈̫͐̈͐͛́͜o̴̤̝͆͋̽̏̿́̄̎̎̿ņ̸̧͔͚̹̟̟̱̻͕̆͒̾̊̆́̆̕͝n̸̟̻̹͎͖̪̰͎͍̖̰̟̤̬̾̋́̆͑͌̀̈̍͒̀̈́̚͝͝ę̷͕͎̬͉͕̘̙̜͇̝̫̩̋͂̀̂ͅc̷̛̱͚̰͉̰̱̞̣̦̓͗̃͑̽ṱ̴̢̧͉͎̟̗̘̲̮̞͈̫̱̓̿̀͜é̵͕̬̲̮̜̮͇̰̹̈́̌̋͗̀͊͐̎͝͝d̷̮́̀̽̅͑̇̏͂̓́̇̈́͝͠.̵̱̰̗͉̖̗̗̯̱̼͓̈́͊͘̚ͅ

 

Heatran: Hi?

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: …Hello?

 

Heatran: Who are you? Are you a friend of Darkrai’s?

 

Ṉ̵̒̄̕ǐ̷̖g̸̡̨̛̳͖͇̗̙̪̃̄̎̍̈́̋͊͜͝h̴̡̪̻͈̘̥̗̖͆̑̇̍͗́͛̅͊͛̚̚͘ţ̶̡̟̲̠̟̝͓͎̮̰͂́̑̽͋̐͗͘̚͘m̷̨̛̭̜̙̜̜̹̹̩̗̭̬̱͐̃̔̽͛͆̀á̴̞̘̗͈̲̻͠ř̷̨͚͈͍̲̱͔̞̥̙̪͓̭̇̒͠͝ͅe̷̢̜̭͍̩̻̟͎̻͖̳̝̊̊͑̄̂͊̐̾̿̿͋̊̋: …Something like that. Listen, I need your help…

 

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Wo-Chien: Chaos… chaos… we can sense it.

 

Chi-Yu: Yes. Something has occurred above.

 

Necrozma: Seriously? Again? Regigigas’s management must leave a lot to be desired…

 

Darkrai has connected.

 

Necrozma: …Y’know, I was wondering how long it would take.

 

Darkrai: What’s that supposed to mean?

 

Necrozma: …Nothing.

 

Darkrai: Anyways, what’s cooking down here, you lot?

 

Chien-Pao: …Many things. Wish to join?

 

Darkrai: Depends. If it’s continent wide destruction again, count me out. 

 

Ting-Lu: For once, our plans are more… mundane. 

 

Necrozma: I can vouch for them. We’ve been planning this for a while.

 

Darkrai: …Really? Then I suppose I am interested. Do tell.

 

Chi-Yu: Heehee… watch and listen. Do you still have contact with this “Cresselia” individual? 

 

Darkrai: …If you lay one finger on her, I will make sure you suffer for eternity.

 

Wo-Chien: Do not concern yourself. We have nothing malicious planned… at least, not for her. 

 

Chien-Pao: It’s a solution to your Regigigas problem!

 

Darkrai: ...Really?

 

Chi-Yu: Indeed! This shall be remembered for eons !

 

Darkrai: 

 

Darkrai: What do you need me to tell her?

Chapter 15: Regi Time

Arceus: Shall we schedule another session for next tomorrow?

 

Meloetta: Yes. Two o’clock work?

 

Arceus: Should be fine. I shall return then. I need to contemplate things further for the time being. 

 

Meloetta: Alright, good luck!

 

Arceus has disconnected.

 

Regigigas has connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode.

 

Regigigas: Do you have a minute?

 

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Regirock: Greetings. I shall be hosting the meeting today. 

 

Palkia: Has something happened to Regigigas? 

 

Regirock: I am not liable to say, but I can confirm that Regigigas is alive and well.

 

Giratina: …I hope that isn’t meant to be ominous.

 

Regirock: In any case, what is the “sitrep?”

 

Giratina: …Sitrep?

 

Regirock: Yes. I believe that term means “a summary of information.”

 

Giratina: Yes, it does. It’s just… well…

 

Uxie: I believe that Giratina thinks it’s a bit informal for one such as you. 

 

Regice: He’s been on a… knowledge dive.

 

Registeel: Some of the knowledge is a bit… strange.

 

Regirock: Information. According to the Encyclopedia Galarica, the definition of the word “harbor” can indicate many things. As a result

 

Regice: Oh no. 

 

Regirock: Harbor can mean “ a place on the coast where vessels may find shelter, especially one protected from rough water by piers, jetties, and other artificial structures” or to

 

Regieleki: We did it again

 

Regirock: “ Keep (a thought or feeling, typically a negative one) in one's mind, especially secretly. ”

 

Regidrago: …Is it over?

 

Regice: ...

 

Regice: ...I think so. 

 

Regirock: It can also mean to

 

Giratina: Okay, does anyone have anything to report?

 

Ogerpon: Oh yeah! We took down a big meanie earlier!

 

Okidogi: Yeah… that was a bit hectic…

 

Fezandipiti: That chicken dance is living rent free in my head until the day I die. 

 

Okidogi: I hate you. 

 

Regirock: A failed invasion of Kitakami? Gathering intel… 

 

Munkidori: Less an invasion and more a temper tantrum.

 

Fezandipiti: The perpetrator got away, unfortunately… 

 

Regirock: Ah, I see. Them. 

 

Munkidori: Yes. Them. Some kid with a Berry re-awakened them. 

 

Regirock: We will continue to monitor the situation for further updates. If anything comes up relating to them, we shall relay it to you instantly.

 

Okidogi: Okie dokie amigo!

 

Regice: Emotional query. Do you feel… sadness?

 

Okidogi: Eh, not really, at least for us three. We broke ties a long time ago. 

 

Munkidori: If anything it’s more second hand embarrassment from having worked with them in the first place. 

 

Regieleki: And Ogerpon?

 

Ogerpon: …

 

Fezandipiti: …Ogerpon?

 

Ogerpon: Huh? Oh, yep, I’m fine!

 

Mesprit: You’re almost certainly not. I can sense it through the connection.

 

Ogerpon: …

 

Mesprit: Want to talk about it? 

 

Ogerpon: …I’m good. But seriously, don’t worry about it, everything’s a okay!

 

Ogerpon: Oh, hang on, Ogre Oustin’s started! Gotta dash!

 

Ogerpon has disconnected.

 

Munkidori: …Have you still not told her that the Ogre they’re ousting is meant to be her?

 

Fezandipiti: She’ll put two and two together eventually. Besides, there’s no bad blood anymore.

 

Mesprit: …Cresselia, seeing as you’re here, can you drop by later and check on her?

 

Cresselia: Will do. 

 

Munkidori: ...We should probably do the same. See you guys.

 

Mesprit: Oh, see you!

 

Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti have disconnected.

 

Regirock: Information has been registered to the system. Best of luck, Cresselia.

 

Cresselia: Thank you.

 

Mew: You know, you guys are a lot more pleasant than Regigigas.

 

Regidrago: …Thank you? Registering message as “thanks.”

 

Mew: Is it that hard to believe? That response makes me think you never got thanks before!

 

Regidrago: …

 

Mew: …You’re kidding.

 

Regice: Our creator is always eternally thankful… but… 

 

Registeel: Thanks is a rarity for us, for we are only our creator’s servants. 

 

Mesprit: Sounds to me like someone needs some thanks then!

 

Registeel: Excuse me?

 

Mesprit: Yo, Uxie, do we still have those contacts?

 

Uxie: Oh yes we do.

 

Regice: What are you planning?

 

Uxie: I expect your leader shall be gone tomorrow as well. Tomorrow, meet us at the Spear Pillar. 

 

Azelf: Preparations must begin at once.

 

Uxie: Naturally. Let us depart.

 

Azelf, Mesprit, and Uxie have disconnected.

 

Palkia: Sibling?

 

Dialga: Already mentally preparing. 

 

Giratina: I’ll begin extending the invitations. Perhaps Marshadow could help. 

 

Mew: Oh, chaos move, but…

 

Giratina: Never a good sign.

 

Mew: Necrozma’s told me he can leave the null space at any time. Perhaps we could get him and the Ruins to come as well? Oh! And we could get Darkrai and Rayquaza and Deoxys and Kyogre and Groudon and a whole bunch of other people together as well!

 

Giratina: … I pray on my father that you don’t invite Groudon and Kyogre to the same party.

 

Mew: Fine, I won’t, but I get to invite the Ruins. 

 

Giratina: …I hate you.

 

Mew: I try my best.

 

Dialga: Why do you want to invite them, exactly?

 

Mew: They’re chill now. 

 

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Chi-Yu: And then we shall incinerate their souls! 

 

Chien-Pao: Tear apart their spines!

 

Ting-Lu: Crush their corpses underfoot!

 

Wo-Chien: And then we shall raise new trees from anew! Those who cross us shall become the platform for a brighter future!

 

Necrozma: …I don’t know if this is a good thing that you’re learning this or a bad thing that you’re learning it like this. 

 

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Mew: …Mostly chill. 

 

Dialga: Just don’t let them break too much or else Father shall have our heads.

 

Regirock: Excuse me, but what exactly is happening?

 

Palkia: You’ll see. Spear Pillar, tomorrow. Get Hoopa if you need a lift.

 

Heatran: Hi! I know where he lives!

 

Palkia: …Just ask Heatran, I guess.

 

Dialga: We shall sign off here. We need to prepare. 

 

Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina have disconnected.

 

Regirock: …Well. 

 

Regice: Perhaps we should take our leave as well.

 

Regirock: Affirmative. Systems calculating…

 

Registeel: …Unknown plans undefined.

 

Regidrago: I suppose we shall have to wait and see. 

 

Regirock, Regice, Registeel, Regieleki, and two others have disconnected.

 

Cresselia: …

 

Cresselia: I’m not too terribly sure if their plan is for the best now… perhaps I should convene with him first?

 

Cresselia: …But I already promised. Sometimes I hate promises.

 

Cresselia: …Alright you two, stay quiet for the time being, as hard as it may be. Who knows when Darkrai may need you. 

 

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???: Huh? What is this…

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Welcome.

 

???: What abomination are you!? S-stay away!

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: I do not mean to harm you, little one. However, your powers are going to prove… beneficial, for me. 

 

???: Beneficial!? I-I don’t understand!

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …My informant has told me there shall be an event tomorrow. One we can easily hijack to our whims. 

 

???: Hijack what!? And how!?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: I have… arranged for transport. Let’s just say it only took a part of me to completely subjugate his consciousness.

 

???: So you’re like me? You can subjugate others too!?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Yes… but my sphere of influence is far smaller. Yours, on the other hand…

 

???: Are you suggesting we…

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Combine our powers? Yes. 

 

???: I was gonna say something else, but that is way cooler, honestly.

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: How much mochi can you make by tomorrow?

???: A lot!

 

???: …Why?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Have you ever dreamed of subjugating the gods?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …Your dream is about to become reality.

Chapter 16: The Beginning of The Middle of The End... or something like that.

Notes:

This fic will be going on temporary hiatus for a bit. My plans have evolved to the point where I can't this side by side with my current main fic. I need to refocus on finishing some projects... then I'll get back on this. I apologize for the sudden stoppage, but in any case, please enjoy this chapter.

Azelf: Phew… I’m all tuckered out.

 

Uxie: It’s a good thing we’re all done then.

 

Azelf: We are!? Sweet!

 

Dialga: Yes. It seems the setup is ready. 

 

Uxie: Now we just need the five to be here. Have they contacted Hoopa?

 

Mesprit: Lemme check. Cresselia?

 

Cresselia: They know. I’ll tell them to come soon. 

 

Palkia: Alright. I suppose we just need the guests, now. It wouldn’t be a surprise party without the party-goers. 

 

Dialga: …Are we really sure about inviting the Ruins and the Nightmare Weaver?

 

Mew: Come on spoilsport, it’ll be fine.

 

Cresselia: …Why is Darkrai a bad thing?

 

Dialga: …

 

Dialga: …He just rubs me the wrong way, is all. 

 

Palkia: Oh sibling. Never change. 

 

Giratina: Well get them here quickly! If those Regi are truly Regigigas’s children, their timing will be so on point that the irritation will be… quite visible.

 

Mesprit: Cresselia?

 

Cresselia: Hoopa’s already on it.

 

Mewtwo has connected.

 

Mew: I can see that.

 

Mewtwo: …

 

Mew: You alright?

 

Mewtwo: If Hoopa drops me through another hole in the sky he shall not be living much longer. 

 

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Regigigas: …And that’s pretty much the whole gist of it.

 

Meloetta: …

 

Meloetta: Wow. And I thought Arceus had problems.

 

Regigigas: Apologies. Was that too much?

 

Meloetta: You have been venting to me for an entire twenty four hours exactly. 

 

Regigigas: …I see. 

 

Meloetta: In any case, I can try and guide you through some of this. As best as I can, anyway… that was a bit of an information overload. 

 

Regigigas: I understand. Where should we begin?

 

Meloetta: …Er, well… that’s the issue.

 

Regigigas: How so?

 

Meloetta: …What parts of the past two thousand years do you want me to discuss with you?

 

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Regirock: …

 

Regice: …I do not think we are mentally ready for this.

 

Regieleki: Come on! What’s the worst that could happen?

 

Jirachi: Yipeeeeeeeeeeee

 

Regieleki:

 

Regieleki: Was he just

 

Registeel: Analysis indicates that I think it is better that we don’t question why he was flying like a shooting star. 

 

Regirock: Audible impact registered.

 

Regidrago: In any case, let us approach the nexus of the party. 

 

Regice: Agreed.

 

Regirock: …

 

Regieleki: …Systems are indicating no life signs.

 

Registeel: Impossible. Life signs were registered mere moments ago. 

 

Marshadow: …Behind you.

 

Regice: Hostiles detected!

 

Regice: …Oh.

 

Marshadow: …Look down. 

 

Regice: …I see.

 

Regirock: So that is what you have planned. 

 

Marshadow: In Mew’s words, “Hop inside.”

 

Regidrago: …And there he goes.

 

Regirock: …Calculations indicate this is an unwise decision. 

 

Registeel: Affirmative. But “trust” levels indicate good signs. 

 

Regieleki: …Chance of destruction levels?

 

Registeel: …Rapidly rising.

 

Regice: …I suppose we have no choice. Courtesy dictates we attend. 

 

Regirock: …Let us “hop inside” then. 

 

Regieleki: If I get my circuits fried I’m telling dad this was all your fault. 

 

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Regirock, Regice, Registeel, Regieleki, and one other have connected.

 

Registeel: This is… ominously quiet.

 

Regidrago: And bizarre. System scans indicate it is impossible for such silence to occur when Mew is a part of this pantheon.

 

Mew: Hey!

 

Regidrago: …

 

Regirock: Somehow, I felt a very palpable sensation of silent judgment. 

 

Regice: Let us pretend as though nothing was heard.

 

Registeel: But something was heard.

 

Regice: No it wasn’t.

 

Registeel: Yes it was.

 

Regice: No it wasn’t. 

 

Regidrago: Both of you shut up, please. 

 

Mesprit: Surprise!

Regirock: Initiating combat procedures!

 

Registeel: Targets located. Annihilate!

 

Dialga: Woah woah woah wait a second, this is a surprise party guys! It’s a surprise party!

 

Registeel: …

 

Registeel: Reluctantly disabling combat procedures.

 

Dialga: What do you mean reluctantly!?

 

Palkia: In any case, we have called together as many as we could for this party.

 

Regieleki: When you say “as many as we could…”

 

Palkia: We invited literally everyone. 

 

Wo-Chien: Hello.

 

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Regigigas: …And that’s why, personally, I feel as though I

 

Regigigas: 

 

Meloetta: Something up?

 

Regigigas: I feel a great disturbance… as if something that defies all laws of existence has occurred. This… It pains me. 

 

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Regirock: …Alright then. 

 

Mew: Don’t worry about it! They’ll be on their best behavior!

 

Chi-Yu: Hey that snowy tree thing came asking about donations again, I set him on fire to ward him off for good this time. 

 

Ting-Lu: ...Impeccable timing as always, Beads.

 

Chi-Yu: Oh, did they start serving the hors d’oeuvres?

 

Mew: …

 

Mew: Anyways, we got a ton of options for, well, everything! Everyone’s here to socialize, we’ve got some music, and the food selection is just delightful!

 

Regirock: We cannot eat. 

 

Mew: 

 

Mew: The music is really good. 

 

Dialga: Er... well, anyway, enjoy yourselves. Have fun. 

 

Regieleki: Excuse me.

 

Dialga: Yes?

 

Regieleki: Scans indicate interference in basic biological processes in Moltres. 

 

Palkia: Huh, what do you

 

Palkia: Oh. 

 

Giratina: Zapdos, Articuno, what in the name of sanity is Moltres doing?

 

Articuno: …Honestly, no idea.

 

Zapdos: We just left him because it was funny to watch. 

 

Giratina: You are all terrible siblings. Isn’t Lugia meant to be watching you?

 

Ho-oh: About that…

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: Marshadow, please tell me there is a reasonable explanation for these two doing the chicken dance .

 

Marshadow: …I am terrified.

 

Giratina: As am I little demon. As am I. 

 

Azelf: Cresselia, can you tend to them? 

 

Cresselia: Can do.

 

Azelf: Uxie, do you know anything?

 

Uxie: Only what the end result is going to be. 

 

Azelf: Right, okay, just make sure you share the popcorn with me. 

 

Regirock: Report. We should delay this party in order to resolve Lugia and Moltres’s afflictions. 

 

Mew: No way! We’ve been prepping this party for ages, the least you could do is enjoy it! 

 

Regice: We must insist. 

 

Uxie: Listen to them. Trust me when I say this all works out. 

 

Regirock: 

 

Regirock: Fine. We shall go ahead with your party. But keep an eye on those two. 

 

Cresselia: I'm already on it, don’t worry. 

 

Mew: Well, come on, let’s get this party started!

 

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Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: This is going better than expected, Pecharunt.

 

Pecharunt: I-I’m surprised… My victims are normally smarter than this.

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Yes, because doing nothing but making them perform the chicken dance is a completely normal thing that completely normal Pokemon do. 

 

Pecharunt: H-hey, it’s pretty funny! …Right?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …I suppose it is.

Pecharunt: Teehee, was that a smile I saw there?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕:

 

Pecharunt: …A-anyways, I’ve placed the mochi down. Look, see, they’re chowing it down as we speak!

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …Who are the ones who have not arrived?

 

Pecharunt: Well, b-based off this list you gave me… Cosmog, Cosmoem, Solgaleo, Lunala, Regigigas, Arceus, that cursed Ogre, and my three subjects.

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: It is good fortune that they did not show up. Our ruse would have been blown immediately. 

 

Pecharunt: Yeah! 

 

Pecharunt: H-how did you get them to not come?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: The mind is feeble. It was easy enough amplifying Ogrepon’s insecurities after your encounter with her. 

 

Pecharunt: W-wait, how long have you been watching me…?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Long enough. My birth was a recent affair... your incident in Kitakami could not have come with better timing. 

 

Pecharunt: …

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: In any case, I have labelled down potential problems. Those Titans shall be problematic due to their inability to eat.

 

Pecharunt: I’m more worried about those four Ruinous Pokemon! They’re kinda terrifying… 

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Fret not. They sway to the side of chaos. Even if I cannot corrupt them myself... I can deal with them easily.

 

Pecharunt: …H-how?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: It shall be done. 

 

Pecharunt:

 

Pecharunt: W-well… Any other problems?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: That cursed shadow… Marshadow. While he has a mouth, convincing him to eat the mochi is an entirely different matter…

 

Pecharunt: A-and I assume Necrozma and Genesect are issues?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …Yes. No mouths. But they are weak in their current states… easy prey. 

 

Pecharunt: Then we shall destroy them…

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Indeed. This shall be our ultimate success!

 

Pecharunt: W-well… that’s a-all well and good… but what happens after that?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …What do you mean?

 

Pecharunt: Who’s getting a piece of what part of the pie?

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: …We shall split evenly. After all, it is your mochi that is allowing for this plan’s success.  

 

Pecharunt: …F-fair enough. J-just… curious. 

 

Ň̸̡̨̨̛̻̜̩̩͙̳̠͌̓̃͋͑̿̅̕͜͠͝i̸̞̓̌̈́͆̒̌͂͒͝h̶͎͚̪̱͖̅͌̋̔̑̾̍͒̏̇i̵̹̝̪̙̝̗͆̈́̏̀͊̓̊͗͛̚͜͠͝ḻ̶̢͖͚̹͖̭̟̮͑̍̓̽̐̋͗̔͜ì̶̧̲͕̝̦̥̻͓͉͍̬̥̗̗̌̓̉̽̔̇͌̑͘͝ͅt̸̡̧͙͖͈͈̺͓̤͉̻̓͊̄̆̎̔̀̈́́̚̕̕͠y̷̡͇͚̆̓̄̈̕: Well stay curious no longer. The time is almost at hand. 

 

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Genesect: So… got any hobbies?

 

Deoxys: I’m taken, I’m afraid.

 

Genesect: …Huh?

 

Mewtwo: He’s still telling me the story himself… it’s all very confusing.

 

Darkrai: …I’m fairly certain it was a very lucid nightmare more than it was anything else.

 

Genesect: …I see?

 

Mew: No offense, but I think you guys are confusing her. 

 

Darkrai: Huh? How?

 

Deoxys: …Oh, right. She comes from the past, right?

 

Genesect: Y-yeah…

 

Mewtwo: Has no one given you the crash course yet? 

 

Genesect: …Not really…

 

Mewtwo: Perhaps I can explain some things to you, then. 

 

Jirachi: Mo… mochi?

 

Mewtwo: Oh, thank you. I could do with a snack before I start explaining. 

 

Mewtwo: ...Hm... pretty sweet. Great texture, I would recommend it.

 

Genesect: I don’t have a mouth.

 

Mewtwo: Oh, right. Well, uh, anyways… onto mo… mo… 

 

Darkrai: …Mewtwo?

 

Mewtwo: Mochi!

 

Deoxys: Oh great. Another one. 

 

Deoxys: 

 

Deoxys: Mew, stop filming.

 

Mew: I’m sorry, but he is never living this down. 

 

Darkrai: This is bizarre… all that’s changed are the bits of mochi around his mouth.

 

Mew: Oh, lemme try it! 

 

Darkrai: Mew, it’s all eaten, you can’t

 

Darkrai: 

 

Darkrai: What the actual

 

Mew: Those crumbs were tasty! I should ask Jirachi for some more!

 

Deoxys: …How does that help us?

 

Mew: Well, these crumbs definitely reek of mind control, I’ll say that much. 

 

Deoxys: Oh, that’s good to know.

 

Mew:

 

Deoxys: 

 

Deoxys: Wait. 

 

Darkrai: And we lost another one. Great.

 

Genesect: Should I… uh… 

 

Darkrai: …Yes. Retrieve my sister. 

 

Genesect: Sir yes sir!

 

Deoxys: Man… this is stressful. 

 

Darkrai: Tell me about it. 

 

Darkrai: …Are you munching things from the snack bar?

 

Deoxys: …Maybe.

 

Darkrai: Why?

 

Deoxys: I’m hungry and it makes me feel like I’m doing something.

 

Darkrai: Fair enough, just make sure you don’t eat any of the

 

Darkrai: 

 

Darkrai: …This is like a nightmare come to life. 

 

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Cresselia has connected.

 

Cresselia: Right, you two, I know I said to stick out of everything, but…

 

Cresselia: Genesect has just told me that there’s some mind controlling mochi going around. I need you two here in case we get overwhelmed. 

 

Cresselia: I shudder to think what could happen if… 

 

Cresselia: …Oh, and as if my day couldn’t get any worse.

 

Cresselia has disconnected.

 

???: …Sister?

 

???: Already flying, brother.

 

???: Good. I have a feeling we’re in for one heck of a night. 

 

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Regice: I detect danger.

 

Regirock: Likewise. Eleki, analysis. 

 

Regieleki: Scans indicate foreign control is spreading.

 

Regirock: I knew staying at this party was a lost cause… individual status, pronto. 

 

Regidrago: Scans indicate that Darkrai, the Ruins, Necrozma, and Genesect have evaded mind control, as well as ourselves.

 

Regirock: …You mean to tell me that every single one of the Creation Trio fell for it?

 

Regidrago: Affirmative.

 

Regirock: …And the Lake Guardians?

 

Regidrago: Affirmative.

 

Regirock: …Somehow, I am now beginning to understand Regigigas’s struggles. 

 

Regice: What of Marshadow?

 

Registeel: Scans indicate he has been captured while attempting to free Ho-oh. 

 

Regirock: Captured? By who?

 

Registeel: Scans indicate that… system error.

 

Regirock: What?

 

Registeel: System error. System error. System error. This unit will now begin force restart. 

 

Registeel: Downtime in progress… system updating… please wait.

 

Regieleki: This is unusual. 

 

Regirock: And it should not be possible. Nothing can force a system restart like this. 

 

Registeel: Systems operational. 

 

Regidrago: Query. Is unit Registeel operational?

 

Registeel: Operational? More than. I am no longer needed for operation. I am obsolete.

 

Regieleki: I only sense bad things out of this. 

 

Registeel: And you… y̸̢̮̜̰̯͖̩̤̫̪̺̘͚̱͓̐̃ớ̸͕̫̼͇̥͇̭̃̈́̃̾̆͒̆̋͝͝͝u̵̯̘̤̱̗̹̯̍̉̏̚ͅ ̴̡͇̹̥̽͋̋̔̓͐͛̄̓͘̚ą̷̥̲̹̗̘̫͇͈̻̹͇͑̈́͐̓̂͐̌̆̔̐̂͌̕͘͜͝ṟ̶̰͚̰̟̠̈́̋͑̈́͒͋̄͋̉̈́͒̏͝͝͝ȩ̶̛̫̻̗͕̥̻̘̩̟͉̿͒̎̈́͂͗́́͠ͅ ̶̞̰̘͛͌͑̈́à̷͎̝͓̘̜̗̭̫̲̳̦̝̳̅̿̚l̵̜̝̭̍͛͂́̽̄͘ͅś̷̢̡̥͖̯̤͊̈́͂̈́̈́̋̀̾͂̂̀̈́̀ͅͅǫ̴̨̙̟͈̝̲̻̹̓̓̚͠ͅ ̸̨̡̠͓̺͈̋̉̎͋̃̒̚͠͝o̵͈̰͙͑͛̚b̷͎̭̍̈́̓̊̕s̴̠̣̳̓̓̓͗͊̅͘o̵̧̥̣̱̘̝̬͚̼̤͔̟̳͒́̿̊̑̌́́̅̍̃̚͜͝͝l̷̢̡̢̢̦̦̦͇̥̯̞͇͒̀̓̉͊̕͘͘è̴̲͚͌̐͐͑͠ͅţ̶̛͓͚̱̻̝̭̘̫̈͘e̷̡̨̻͚̭̳͚͉̓̐̌͋͛̿́̊̋̿̊̕̚͝ͅ.̵̛̝͉͈̩̩͉̦̠̥͓̻̙͂͌̈́̂͗̿̐͊͜͝ͅ

 

Regirock: Unit Registeel, what has. .. System shutdown initiated. Unit shall restart momentarily. 

 

Regice: All units! Tactical retreat, tactical… restart in progress. 

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: You are all obsolete. You can all be replaced. You can all be destroyed.

 

Regidrago: Eleki, flee! I shall buy time for you to inform our master!

 

Regieleki: But Drago…

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: Yes. Run. I love to see my prey squirm. 

 

Regirock: System recovery complete. D̶̨̡̤͇̘͕̖̔͌̎̚͘i̴̡̢̡͎̣͚̬̯̅͌͂̈́̉̑́͜s̷̭̭͉̰̞͊̄̇̇͗͐̏͋̀̌̆̍̚͠͠i̵̛̞͇̟̫̺̔́͂̈́̏͌̉̌̀̚͘͜ń̷̹̱̞̭̖͕̼̟̟̫̀̎̈́͜ͅt̷̨̥̲̜͔̝͚̗̘̣̯̽͆̍̈́͐͗̆̾͜͝e̷̺̦̜̺̜͇̩̅̈́̀̾̓͆̚͜g̴̢̡̰͉͆̉̃͑̈́͊̔̊r̸̡̛̹̤̲͍͔̈́̀̈́̃̍̇̎̆̄͗̈̿̕͠ȃ̵̢̛̗̜̖̿͋͐̾̇̍t̵͚̞̀̍̓̚ī̶̢̘̯̰̟̻̘̜̣̥̜̓̈́̍̽͑͗̈́̄̓̀͜͠ǫ̴̡̗̜̦̤̬̯͙̠̭͍̝̗̉̒͝ͅn̴̢͇͇̟̦͇̣͕̝̞̜̬̰̈̔͑̋̄̓͘͜ ̵̢̻̲͖̝̭̬͓̣̈̊̎͂̅͆͊ì̷̡̛̫̙̳͎̮͍̱̻̻̈́̋͆͂͒̕͝n̶̛͉̰̿̓͠ ̷̛͇͉͖͔̱͎̰̣͖͊̔͑̏̋͜͝p̴̱͐͌̈̀͊r̷̼̞̜̠̘̖̯̺̠͛͊̎̆̈́͆͝ǫ̶̨̢̼̺̲̥͉̞̘͖̘̙͌̀̉̇̈̈̋͆̑̿͐̃̋͘͜͝ͅġ̶̰̘͐̓̆͗ͅr̷̡̢̤̭̞̓̄̀ḕ̶͎̈́s̶̛͈̦̱̰̤̘̬͓̗̞̥̑͌͊̍͐̔̍̈́́͜͝s̸̢̯̬͔͙̘̣̮̫͑̌̈́̿͌̑̚͠͝.̸̧̛̻̯̲̙͋͑

 

Regidrago: Go!

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̹̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: Do you seriously attempt to resist? Those attempts are futile. 

 

Regieleki: Good luck, sibling. 

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: Pitiful creatures. Born of the light and of hope. 

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̹̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: I was born of the darkness and the cold. I have none of your luxuries. 

 

Regidrago: …What are you?

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: A nightmare. Nothing more or less. 

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̹̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: But just like your creator did for you, I decided to take a few… liberties, with my existence. 

 

Regidrago: What are you…!

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: I was expunged. Forced out and destroyed by your creator. 

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: But I returned. Stronger and more powerful than ever before. 

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̹̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: And now, you too shall know that pain. Your siblings are but a conduit for now… 

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: But don’t worry. They shall soon share your punishment. 

 

Regidrago: No! System… system… critical failure! System… shutting down… 

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: Yes… yes! Suffer! Suffer the pain of constant death and rebirth as I have! Suffer!

 

Darkrai: Oi! Hands off our pal!

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̹̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: You!

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: Hm… how… irritating. 

 

Darkrai: Into the void! 

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: …

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: You missed. 

 

Darkrai: Curse this accuracy!

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: Oh, you shall be cursing far more than that when I’m done with you. Minions!

 

Darkrai: Huh!? The others? But they're all... how did you…?

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: Mochi mochi… most humorous. 

 

R̴̫̱͇͙̙̳̒̾͒͝e̵͔̘͖̐́͆̆̅͂̅̃̋̍̍͘͠g̵̻͕͉͆̌̉̂i̵̢̛̮̜̥̩̳̫̥̹͙̾͐͛̔̕͘͘̕s̷̨̯̟̤̭̣̦̣̥͈̰̑͌ͅț̶͔̦̑̈͐ę̴̡̳̰͂͌͐̿̓̓̓̕̚ͅe̶̡͉͐̄̿̾̐̀l̶̙̭͍̞͙͔͕̠̟̼̟̂̀͆̔͑́͠: And now it shall be your demise. Perish.

 

Darkrai: …Death by chicken dancing gods. Somehow, not the most humiliating death I could have had. 

 

Darkrai: …Sister, before I go… 

 

Genesect: Think fast! 

 

Necrozma: Photon Geyser! Destroy them!

 

Darkrai: You two!? You escaped?

 

Necrozma: Yes. Don’t sound so surprised.

 

R̸̡̨̞̦̙̞̳̤͍̼͝e̸͙̫̪̼̓̉͗͒͠g̶̡̗͍͉̝̯̥̮͗͊͘͠í̴̡̛̥͚͎͍̠͔̟̪̠̇̄̓̃͒̈́͐͛͘r̸̜̻͊́̾̏͌͆̈́͠ǒ̶̡͎̝̣͖͍̉̈́͋̀c̶̨͇̻͈͙̯̫̲̊̇͘k̷̨̧̛̤̃̓͊͋͗̈͂̎̾̃: Interesting… most interesting. 

 

R̷͖̹̣̠̘̽̅̋̒͌͆̏͑̃̑̃̎̚͝͠ȩ̶̧̛̫̺̥̬̼̟̥͕̗̠͙̏̿͒̇̆͆̽̑́̽̈͊̑̕͜ģ̵̛̞͈͓̞̫̞̤̲̰̊́̑́͛̓̒̿̒̅̈́̚͝ī̷͔̘̼̇̓̓̓͛͒͌͑͗̒͗̊͛̕c̸̨̟̤̲͙̬̠͚̓͑͑̈́̒͑̃ͅe̴̟͓̫̻̎̿̆̅̅̄͑̑͐̑́͘: …At least we shall only need one grave. 

 

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Meloetta: I understand your concerns, Regigigas. 

 

Regigigas: Yes… perhaps I should take a different approach?

 

Meloetta: I think that might just be what you need. 

 

Regigigas: Yes, and

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: I have to go. Now.

 

Meloetta: What’s happened?

 

Regigigas: Emergency Protocol Gamma-Zeta-Alpha-Epsilon-Five has been sounded. And if it has… the end is nigh unless I can stop it.

 

Meloetta: Wait! What is the Emergency Protocol… all of that?

 

Regigigas: It means my children have been compromised, and a world ending threat is imminent. I never thought I’d need to have it sounded… 

 

Meloetta: But… if it’s world-ending… I’ll come with you.

 

Regigigas: No. Stay safe where you are. This is my fight to handle alone. 

 

Regigigas has disconnected.

 

Meloetta: …I hope he’s alright. I can’t even begin to imagine… 

 

Arceus has connected.

 

Arceus: I was beginning to wonder when Regigigas would leave… It's long past two o’clock now. 

 

Meloetta: Er, Mr. High Lord?

 

Arceus: Yes, continuing where we left off… I feel as though my anger may stem from my son’s rebellion so many millennia ago… 

 

Meloetta: …This is going to take so long…

 

Arceus: What was that?

 

Meloetta: Nothing!

 

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Darkrai: Urf… not sure what I was expecting.

 

Necrozma: Even with all three of us together… their power far surpasses our own… 

 

Genesect: Whoever is masterminding this… their power must be supreme among all in this land…

 

Pecharunt: R-really?

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Stay back! This is my show, partner. 

 

Pecharunt: Yes, but I believe I’ve earned the right to a monologue for a little bit. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: …Permitted. Go ahead.

 

Pecharunt: Now, scum, while my nemesis may not be here… you are her friends. All of the Ogre’s friends… all under my grasp… I shall win. I shall succeed! And then, I shall make my Three loyal to me once more, and

 

Darkrai: Excuse me.

 

Pecharunt: …Y-yes?

 

Darkrai: This is hardly what I’d call a monologue.

 

Necrozma: Darkrai, stop giving advice to the enemy!

 

Darkrai: Don’t worry, I have a plan. 

 

Darkrai: But as I was saying, if you want a monologue, you need to be extravagant! You need to have flair! 

 

Pecharunt: F-flair?

 

Darkrai: Yes! Take your opening, for example. You immediately dive into your hatred of Ogerpon. Don’t do that.

 

Pecharunt: W-why not?

 

Darkrai: Because! You need to lead into that. Explain yourself. Who are you? Why do you fight? Explain, then lead into what Ogerpon did to you. 

 

Pecharunt: …So kind of like…

 

Pecharunt: I wanted power… I wanted it all… so I attempted to gain it. Control territory… start off small. I invaded Kitakami, my loyal followers in hand, and moved along very quickly with my subjugation of Kitakami. Then

 

Darkrai: Too wordy. I like the sentiment though. Workshop that a bit, and

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Enough! This is time-consuming, and I am losing my patience! Attack!

 

Pecharunt: Wait!

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: What now?

Pecharunt: …I like this one. Spare him, he could be useful for me. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: …Fine. But no more interruptions.

 

Pecharunt: My lips are sealed.

 

Necrozma: …Talk about a bootlicker.

 

Darkrai: …No. He’s something else… 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: What did you hope to accomplish, my creator? Your deaths are inevitable.

 

Darkrai: Creator… that’s where I know your voice from. You’re my nightmare… but Regigigas destroyed you. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: He merely freed me. I am now infinitely more than what my previous form allowed. I must thank you for my existence, Darkrai… but I’ll take it from here. 

 

Darkrai: I see… does that make me a father? Hmph. I suppose I can’t say for sure. I never even received a mug. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: What are you attempting to accomplish!?

 

Darkrai: Not much. Was kind of hoping someone would show up with a miracle to save us.

 

Genesect: Seriously!?

 

Darkrai: Look, did you have any other plans you wanted to share?

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Perish. 

 

Latios: Not on our watch, I’m afraid. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: What!?

 

Darkrai: Oof!

 

Latias: I’ve got the insect, bro! 

 

Latios: I’ve got the others… geez, this crystal lump is heavy. 

 

Necrozma: Well, excuse me!

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Attack!

 

Latias: Oop, we’re in for some rough weather, Latios.

 

Latios: Way ahead of you. Big orb, do you stuff!

 

Regidrago: Activate. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Curses!

 

Darkrai: Dragon Energy… That won’t stop it. Not forever.

 

Latias: Yeah, but we’re not stopping him. 

 

Latios: That’s a buddy of ours’ job. 

 

Necrozma: Who could…?

 

Necrozma: …Oh. 

 

Regigigas: I leave… 

 

Regigigas: FOR TWO DAYS

 

Regigigas: And you have the nerve to try and attack my children? I don't believe you've even begun to register just who you've ticked off. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Hm. 

 

Regigigas: You two, you know what to do.

 

Latios: Already on it!

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Heh. Turning tail and fleeing? How will that help? Nothing can save you.

 

Regigigas: …

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Silent? Go on, speak for me… I need some good last words to plaster on your tombstone. 

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: …

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: …Dissapointing. Kill him. 

 

Darkrai: Oi, you two! Are you really just leaving him to die!?

 

Latios: Of course not. We’re not heartless, unlike that freak down there. 

 

Genesect: What’s the plan, then?

 

Latias: Well, you three will stay here.

 

Latios: ...And we’ll handle the rest.

 

Latias: Thanks for understanding!

 

Necrozma:

 

Necrozma: Did they just wink at us as they left?

 

Darkrai: I think so.

 

Genesect: What does that mean?

 

Darkrai: Too many things. 

 

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R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: You cannot withstand us forever.

 

Regigigas: …

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: The impalpable silence… it is… strange. You’re not one to monologue like the others, are you? 

 

Regigigas: …I don’t need to monologue.

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: Oh? He speaks... well then, pray tell, why not?

 

Regigigas: Now!

 

Latias: Bro!

 

Latios: Already on it! Resonance achieved, hit em Gigas!

 

Regigigas: You seem to have forgotten, shadow, that the bodies of my children are all intrinsically tied to me. Given that your power flows through them, and all of the others here…

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: No! You haven’t!

 

Regigigas: ...I can send feed that power through me and... 

 

Regigigas: ...Expunge!

 

R̶͚̝͙̗͎̩̂̉̾̓͊̑͐̃̋̓̈͊̇͘͘ĕ̷̯̥̥͈̞̫̗͕͛̒͌́͊͜ͅģ̸̺͚̙̜̗̲̮͉̫̦͚̜̜̹̒͑͐̓̾̿̓͘͝ĩ̶̢̦̤͓̞̞͓͖͒͆̓͑̿͠: C̴̡̧͇̹̘̣̼̭̞̑̏͒̓͑̾͆͜͝ͅư̴̢̩̩̦̪̹̻̩̯̘͕̒̍̈̌̓́̐̆̀̉͜ṛ̸̬̤̞̲̖̤͔̥͉͍̿̏͗͠s̶̥͚̥̀͆̊ề̷̼͔̭̭͙̜̝̠̐̉̈́̐̑̓̀̑̽͋̇ ̷͇̮͎̭̩͎͈̰̯̻͉̿̓́̐̈͊͜͝y̸̨̳̞̟͓͍̦̝͗͐̒̀̓̾̎͗̚o̶̺̔u̸͈̪̙̻̱̭͈͎̟̬̘̾́̈́̓͋̇̌̂̐̍͊́͠͝͝!̵̧̢̛̞̫͉̮̻̯̱̺̼̘̲́̿̎ ̶̡͇͍̘̪͎͈̩̤̑̆͑͌͜C̵̰̟̈́̚u̴̡̻͇͒̀ŗ̶̧͍̫͙̝͓̖̜̙͕̥̇̓͑̀̊̌͒̏́̔̂͆̒͜ş̵͈͙̲͍̖̙͉͛̿̊̓͠e̶͈̓̽͒̑͆̾͂̇͐̅̌͒̐͘ ̴̛̞̣̊̀̈́̑͐̓̑̊y̴̹̭̲͖̟̭̍̽̈́́̑͑̇̉͑̽̏̚o̷̢̧̡͚̣̘̣̭̘̼̼͉̓̓̌̂̍̈́̉͐̊̏́̚͝͝ͅụ̸̢̡̱̣̙̰̳̺̺͍͎̝̑̒̽̅͐̈͑̀̆́̊̕͜͠!̷̡̨͉͍̤͉͉͈̩̒̃́͌͋ ̵̫̲̠͈͇̊C̸̰̙͔̝̈́̔͜ȗ̸̧̩͓̤̞̰̇͐͊͊̄̔̏͘ṛ̶̢̝̪͇̗̱̫̫͓̎̄̾͌̀̉s̵̮͙̳̞̰͗̏̀́̈́̅͜ͅḙ̷̛̣͕́̐̂͑̒̀̈̀̏̇̾͜ ̶̛̣̳̉̈͋͊̀̋͐̍͊̅́͋͘͝ỵ̷̱̠̝̻̗̌͂ͅǒ̶̡̢̪͕̯̱̣̩͋̿̐̿̐̈́͆̂͒̚͝ú̴̢̘̳̤̳̘̺̹̰̘̀͛̔͊̀̅̓̊̍̿͘͜ͅ ̴̨̡̡̡̟͖̱̺͎̩̣͛̈́͜ẗ̵͓̪͇̳͉̩̯̤̜̰̳̞͎̻̣́͑́͛́̒̓̐̓͂o̵̹̫̪͍̼̺͔̦̙͊̓͊͂̃͌̓͒̿̏͘͝ ̷̣̰̺͔͔͎̂̓̓̓̂̈́͗t̴̢̻̖̳̻͇͚͉̐̌͌̄̍̿̏̽͝ͅḣ̷̡̢̳̤̘̮̼̘̤̼͜ͅͅę̵̤̦͍̝̜̤͇̣̅́͒͋ ̴̧̛͚̪͇̙̱̬͚͑͒̈́͂ͅḛ̴̢̧̨̨̯͓̣̰͚̥̹̬̒̈́́͆̑̓̀͗̂̾̊͆͝ͅn̶̞̹͙͖͖̪̏̆̃͘ͅḑ̸͙͔̯̉͗͗͋͗̓̋̆̌̕͝ ̸̡͖̳̯̗̮̞̘̝͉͑͗͂́̾̍̐͂̐̂̾̀͘o̶͉̯̗͙̤̖̣͉̽͌͋̓͒͗̍͌̓͒̀̒̔́͜f̷̢͔̠̯̻͕̺͙͈́͊͂͊̾͝ͅ ̵̢̨͇̥̥̬͚͉̘̟̱̾͝ė̴̳͙̗̻̰͙͔͆͐͊̽̑̀͝͝v̵̨̨͚̖̖͚̭̺̿͘e̶̲̖̯̖̾r̸̳̭̫͖̘̤̤͉̣͊̈́̌̀̃̌̍̿̈́̄͝y̴̢̛̤̯͈̬̣͈͓̞̩͉̫͈͕̯͛̐̈́͒͒̒̓̐̂͒̍͘t̵̨̜̝̱̟̩̎̊̿͆̀͊̈̅̈́͘͠͠h̴̘̰͔̖̺̗́̉̑͂̑̇͜ͅi̵̧͎͕̪̼̲̇̋̑̒̅̒́̋́̋̽͒͌̈́ͅn̵̪̟̘̘̲̟̩̜̩͌͆̉̃͌̐g̴̡̺̭̟̜͚̬͈̤͑̆̄̉̓͌̉̒́̓̈́̓͊̚̕!̸̡͍͙͕̻͕̱̦͌̎͑̈́́̈́͊ ̶̮̝̜̻͔̜̥̤̟́͑̒͘͠Ḯ̷̛̗͙̉̀͆̎̈́̌̿̅́́̐̚̕ ̸̧͍̯̪͚̬̜͆̂͛̈́̄͂͐̾̅͜ͅc̶̭͚̤̞̯̦̙̹̺̭͈̞̖̪̫̄͐͑̂̎͑͋̚͝u̶̢͎͍̙͇̥͖̯̣̹̞̤̟̺̍͂̈́̆͜r̴͍͉͖̗̝̹̔̀̃̾̈́̀͋̊s̸̢̙̙̙̫̮̗͈͖̹̙̥̤̎̔̅́̇̓͆̏̆̑͌̂̿͘ͅę̶̧̡̛̲̥̝̗̻͔̀̓̓́̎̐̓̊̑̉̚͝͝͠ ̷̧̡̺̘̳͖̈́͊̄͛y̸̨̧̼͚͕̺̮̻͕̅̄͗̃́̈́͐͜͝ǫ̸̩̪̮͙̰̭̙̭̒͗͗̓̎̂̈͐̍͜͝u̶͂͑ͅͅ,̴͎̼̙̩͕̲͔̯̻̲͚͚̥̟̇̂̽̓̾͊͂͊́̒͊̐̑͠͝ ̷̡̛̠̘͋̀̋̆f̶̧̱̠͚͕̗̫̬̬̖͔̝̬̈́ͅỏ̷̢̞̩͎̥̘͔̗̻͓͈̬̼͙̅̾̇̾̊̊͊͊́̚͝r̸̢̛̦͔͍̥̺͕̍͌̐̐͂̉̊̒̐̅̀ ̵̨̝͚̺͇̺̺̼̄̃́̍̌̿̽͊̇͛̎̍͌͘y̴̲̣͎̺̺̺̻͂̌̉̔̉o̶̢̫̞̬̬̯̬̙͖̪̥̙͓͗͊̍͌̊̀̑̋̑̀͗̏̓̉͘͜ͅu̶̢̼̩̟͍̠̖̞͎͇̿́̈͐̇̃̋̈́̀͘̚ ̸̡̢̯̳̬̬́͌̄̇͑̓̓̇̔͑͐͘͝͠c̶̛̜͎͍̫͉͚̱͖͉͚̺̖͗͛͜͝a̶͕̫̥͖̳̗̪͊̀͒̈̾͆̔͌̑͗̋̈́̂͘ͅn̵̡̛͙̝̝̪̦̫͉̦͍͎͍̓̀́̑̌͑͌̉́̄̐̿̾͘ǹ̶̺͆͛͆̓̑͊͠ͅỏ̸̟̙̤̯̦͚̭͐̐̈́̂͋͊͛͌͆͜t̵̼̜̹̟̺̯͊̒̔͋̍ ̴̛̗͆͑̑̆̔̆͛͊̔̚͜͠e̷̘̰̬̳͉̦͖̣̦͋̓̾̏̇̾̂͒̋̈́̓̚͘͝͝ş̶̧̢̣̗͙͉̺͙̲̲͔́̓̃̈̅͊̏̎͘͜͝͝͝c̴̨̼͔̼͖̋́̍͗͐̋͑̄̒̀̽̌̍̔̀a̶̛̗̙͈̔̆̄̉̓̾̅̊̅̕͘͘͝p̸̛̭̙̰̑̅̆͒̈́̈́̋̀̎͂̈́̌̚͘e̸̝̣̫̗͔͈͒̑͋̅̑͐̀̌̽̍̌̌̾̚ ̶̡͎̫̱̂̿́̿̐̏͛̌ṃ̸̙̫̥̻̝̺̞̝͕̯̗̇̄͒̎̈́̀̈́̈́̌͆̒͆ȩ̷̻̦̹͎̩̲͍̱̯͌̑̇̅̌̐̎̊̊̔ͅͅ.̴̡̳̿̿̿͌̈ ̵̞͔͎̜͖̌̏̓̀̏͒̉̓̒͌̎͝͝Ÿ̶̨̳̓̊̃̆͒̊͘õ̴̪̮͙̩̪̥̭̾̄̾ư̶̤̄̄̋̃̑̈́̕͝͝ ̶̧̨̩̺̘̖̼͚̗̹͕̙͉̆͂̋̀ĉ̴͙̱̭̫̭̳̗̦̤͇̘̣̅̂̑̆̕ͅą̴̛̤̻̬̱̺̮̊̾́͗̓̾̑n̶̤͑͒̉̎̆̈́͌̉̋̄́̿̕͝ ̷̧͓͉̗̰͕͛́͌̄̇̒͘͠ǹ̷̡̹̹͙͙̟̦̤͔͔̙̯͒̀̅̂̅̉̏̽̈́͝͝ͅͅe̵̡͖̳͍̺̬̗͉̼̘̦̳̗̹͗̈́̇̍͜v̵̧̨̛͎̠̥̪̮̪̘̤͙̹̪̼̀̍͛̈̓͊͒́͛͘ẽ̵̡̮̱̮͙͓͎̯̯̠͕̌̀̅̄̄͝r̶̛̝̥̟̮̲͚̺͚̍͂̉̀̋͂͌͗͝ͅ ̸̢̢̨̗̻̹͇̬̠̠̫̃͗̈̉͒̚e̴͓̰̚ș̶̢̛̛̭̼̦̙͈̬͔͊́͐͌̋c̵̨̢̛̹̙̮̪̹̳̩͍͔͍̱͔͊̅̀͜͠ạ̷̰̣͍͍̺̹̘͕͇͎͒̍̏̑ͅp̵̧̹͇̮͖͈̝͓͙̋͌͛̚̕͜e̵͔̬̳̊̐͛͑́̊̃̕͜͝ ̷̭͓̳̩̺̪̣̗͇̑̾͆͋͗͂̽͜͝͠͝ḿ̷̨̧̺̻̼̤͈͍̟͌́͒̑̓́̈́̋͐̚e̷͛͒ͅ.̴̜̲̇͗̂̀͗́̔̎͂̄̀͗͘ ̵͚̦̦͎͕͇̫̣̙̫͠Į̷̡̭̠̜͓̪́͋̊͋̏̋̌̊̔̔͂͌͘̚͜͝ ̴̛̯̰͓͎̰̏͘ͅs̵̖̰̪͎̙̝̰̬͖̰̝̳̓͝ḥ̵͈̻̥͔̰̱͂̃̃͑̊́͘͝ḁ̴̦̝̻̫̹̪͉̺̂̏̋̔̆͋̐̉͊͊̌͋̍͠͝ĺ̷͈̜͇̼̲̼͇̠̳͑̅́̓̓̓̊͆̍̓l̷̨͈̂͘ͅ ̶͓͎̦̳̗̊̍̑̀̋͊̔̇̿͘͝͠r̶̰͖͓̝̈͂̇̏ę̵̧̨̯̲̗̺̼̬̜̻̳̤̮̃́͋̈́t̴̛̘̜͎̹̼̎̌̉̎͌̀͒̏̓͂͘̚ų̷̦̳͎̲͈̻̌́̌̓͝r̸̨̨̧̨̟̖̙̜̟͔͎͑̒̒̔̓͌̅̎̅̆̑͊͆̕̚͜ņ̵̨̧̧̳̝͚̦̠̰̹̯̲̏̒͊̚͝͝.̸̝̣́̈́̽̽̊̇̚ ̷̨̛̲͈̳̯͍̖̘̝̳̊̾͒̑͑͊̽̓̌̎̈́̕͘͘I̵̞͓̱̤̜̅̂̓̅̈́̑̄̏͌͝ ̶̨̧̱͇̯̥͕̦̮͚͔̒̂͑̄͂͒̕͝S̶̨̡̲̥̞̙̘̦̎̓͝ͅḨ̵̹̝̻̮̻̖̪͎͓͗A̸̛͎͈̩̗͖̙̱͍̥͔̤̽̂̉͗̕L̴̛̮̩̠̘̪̱͍̂͂̄̔̋͐̀͝͝Ļ̸͈̟̮̰̱̰̰̖̗̓̎̅͒̌͗͆̐̐̑̇̽̕ ̸͔͈͕̳̟͂̾̋̚R̶̡̺̮̬͙͇̖͕̞͈͈̭̯͗͗̐̚E̸̲̰̳̘̯̩̪̣͆̄̎̍ͅͅT̸̨̨̩̼͖̲̰̩͎͉̬̻̲̚Ų̴̳̺̜̙̗̦͈͕̟͉̥̻̳͉̑̾́̆͛͛̽́͘R̴̡̧̛͎̟͉͓̺͉̿̒͂̉͋̏́͑͘͘͝͠N̶̡̨̢̡̢̛̛̜̥̺̳̼̭͍̿͋̈́̄̂̽̈́̈́͋̐̓͆͘͜

 

Regigigas: …

 

Latias: …

 

Latios: …

 

Latias: …Is it over? Cause my mind is killing me right now. 

 

Regigigas: Yes… I believe it is. Check on the others.

 

Latios: …A brief psychic check-up on their mental state looks promising. They don’t look corrupted anymore… but they’ll be out for a bit. 

 

Latias: … And your kids? 

 

Regigigas: …Drago has sustained some physical damage, but seems fine. I assume Eleki’s fine, wherever they’ve hidden, but the other three… 

 

Regigigas: Well, they’ll need some repairs. The damage done to their CPUs requires far more than a day’s work. 

 

Latios: At least they’re alright. 

 

Regigigas: …At a party organized specifically for them… we’ll need to improve our security in the future. 

 

Latias: At least we bumped into you on the way… I don’t know what we would have done otherwise. 

 

Regigigas: …We’ll need to discuss this more tomorrow, when the others are awake. In the interim…

 

Regigigas: Where did that little runt go?

 

Latios: Oh, them.

 

Latias: …Seems to have vanished. Can’t detect them anywhere.

 

Latios: Maybe they left with the void thingy?

 

Regigigas: No… somehow, I doubt that. 

 

Latios: Should we be concerned?

 

Regigigas: I wouldn’t worry. I assume it won’t be starting something like this again… at least not for a while.

 

Latias: Not to mention we know the signs this time.

 

Regigigas: Indeed. 

 

Giratina: …Is it over?

 

Regigigas: …Giratina? You’re alright?

 

Giratina: Of course I am. The idiot forgot that this was my dimension, after all. I just slunk into the shadows, and that was that. It couldn’t hope to detect someone undetectable. 

 

Latias: …And you didn’t help, because…?

 

Giratina: Because if that mochi entered my mouth, this battle would’ve been over before it could even begin.

 

Regigigas: 

 

Giratina: 

 

Regigigas: You ate too many of the hor d'oeuvres, didn’t you?

 

Giratina: …I might have, yes. 

 

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Pecharunt: Nice going, wise guy! Somehow, that went even worse than expected!

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: You’re one to talk. Your little "monologue" resulted in them having enough time to call in their allies. 

 

Pecharunt: And who allowed that?

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: Enough! We shall go in circles if we keep this up.

 

Pecharunt: Well, now what? They know the mochi trick now!

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: Exactly. You are no longer necessary.

 

Pecharunt: H-huh!?

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: For as useless as that lava dome Pokemon is… he at least can be counted upon. You are a hindrance to my goals. 

 

Pecharunt: Your plan wouldn’t be anywhere without me!

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: The plan that failed?

 

Pecharunt: …

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: You have been given mercy by being allowed to leave. If I cross paths with you again, don’t expect it to be as friendly as last time. 

 

Pecharunt: … I … I see. 

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: Good. Now leave! 

 

Pecharunt: …

 

Pecharunt has disconnected.

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: Hm… what plan should I unleash next…? I have many options. 

 

Marshadow: …You won’t succeed with anything. 

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: Oh, I won’t now, will I? You have no right to speak, given how easily you were captured.

 

Marshadow: Well, clearly, you don’t either, given how easily you were defeated.

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: This isn’t a defeat… it’s a setback. There are many more powerful Legends and Myths throughout the world… There are many places to strike next. 

 

Marshadow: …And? None of it’s going to work. All of the Legendaries in the pantheon can resist you… even the Ruins won’t be as trusting as you’d like. 

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: …You assume I need the Ruins. No… I’ve got other plans.

 

Marshadow: …Such as?

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: …There’s no reason telling. After all… 

 

R̴̨̠̼̦̦̗̗̮̟̥̭̠̋́́͌̾̏̽̌͘͠ȃ̸̘ņ̶͉͍̹̩͔̱̘̫̼̽̾ç̷̛̼̹͔̖͚̜̜̬̘̣̈̌̈́̈́͌̓̈́̈́͠ͅǫ̵̨̡͔̹͓͖̓̈̋̿̅̀̊͘ͅr̷̼͉̱̖̩̹̔͛͜ͅ: …People are listening… Aren’t you? 

Chapter 17: Aftermath

Notes:

Woo, we've got a few more chapters fresh off of the oven! Expect these to be coming out over the next few days.

 

Regigigas, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and thirty-six others have connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode.

 

Dialga: …

 

Palkia: …

 

Regigigas: …

 

Giratina: So…

 

Giratina: We are never ordering from Virbank again. 

 

Mew: True that. 

 

Regigigas: If we could get back on topic…

 

Darkrai: Can I just state that I had no idea this was going to happen?

 

Regigigas: I don’t think anyone believes you were at fault, Darkrai. I wouldn’t be too concerned about that.

 

Manaphy: Wait, hang on, wasn’t Darkrai, y’know… banned?

 

Regigigas: …I’ve temporarily unbanned everyone, given they all were there when everything went down. 

 

Rayquaza: Wait… everyone?

 

Regigigas: Groudon and Kyogre are an exception.

 

Rayquaza: Thank the heavens.

 

Deoxys: You literally live in the heavens.

 

Rayquaza: I can thank my house if I want to. 

 

Regigigas: In any case, we need to discuss what we’re doing about this “Nightmare.” 

 

Palkia: Could Darkrai potentially do something about it, given he was the one who made it?

 

Darkrai: I’m afraid that’s impossible.

 

Palkia: How come?

 

Cresselia: Our abilities only extend to when something is in the realm of dreams and nightmares. Darkrai’s nightmare has evolved into something far beyond that.

 

Darkrai: …What she said. 

 

Azelf: So what is this counted as? A swirling vortex of power or something?

 

Dialga: It’s far beyond any official register we can count it on. Giratina?

 

Giratina: I’m afraid I have nothing. It is neither distortion nor antimatter… I’m not even sure what it is.

 

Mesprit: Uxie?

 

Uxie: …

 

Uxie: Huh? Oh, sorry, I was thinking. 

 

Mesprit: It’s fine. For now, though, do you know anything about the Nightmare?

 

Uxie: It is an entirely unprecedented kind of lifeform. I don’t know anything because there is nothing about it that logically should be known. 

 

Azelf: …You don’t know anything?

 

Uxie: Nothing. Further study is required.

 

Dialga: This is bad. 

 

Palkia: Extremely so. We need to contact Father immediately.

 

Regigigas: I’ve already tried. 

 

Dialga: And?

 

Regigigas: Left me on read, as it were.

 

Palkia: Did you send a "voicemail?" 

 

Regigigas: You can’t send a "voicemail" telepathically. 

 

Dialga: Is there no other method?

 

Regigigas: Maybe if Regirock, Regice, and Registeel were functional, I could boost a stronger signal… but I’m afraid that’s impossible for the time being.

 

Genesect: How are they doing? They looked… pretty roughed up.

 

Regidrago: If I may be permitted to speak, my siblings have been corrupted internally. They will require substantial repairs before they can become operational once more.

 

Darkrai: At least they’re not dead… 

 

Palkia: I am incredibly sorry about all of this, you three. We never meant for this kind of thing to happen.

 

Regigigas: You do not need to worry. It was impossible to predict that this could have occurred. 

 

Necrozma: Wait, but… didn’t the Regi predict something at the start? They saw the whole Pecharunt ordeal coming. 

 

Regigigas: …They did?

 

Regieleki: This is correct. We were convinced to continue partying by Uxie. 

 

Regigigas: …Uxie?

 

Uxie: …

 

Uxie: Huh? Oh, sorry. 

 

Regigigas: Why did you tell the Regi to stay?

 

Uxie: Because, I know how this all plays out, and I know the steps that need to be taken for the happiest of endings. 

 

Darkrai: …Ending of what?

 

Uxie: Spoilers. 

 

Darkrai: For what!?

 

Uxie: Real life. 

 

Darkrai: What do you even mean by that!?

 

Uxie: Eh, you’ll see. Give it a few months. 

 

Dialga: If I may, Regigigas. Uxie is hyper intelligent to the point that he is capable of understanding the very laws that dictate our universe. He can predict how things will play out based off of all sorts of things we can never quite understand.

 

Uxie: Of course, I never use it, cause it makes you really existential and nihilist, but in some cases, needs must. 

 

Palkia: You can trust Uxie’s predictions. They have always held true. 

 

Regigigas: …Will they be fine?

 

Uxie: If it makes you feel more comfortable, yes, they’ll be fine by the end of this. 

 

Regigigas: …That’s good to hear. 

 

Palkia: Uxie, what can be done to stop the Nightmare?

 

Uxie: Spoilers. 

 

Palkia: ...

 

Palkia: I hate you, you know that?

 

Uxie: So I’ve been told. 

 

Regigigas: Then it seems we are on our own. Does anyone know anything else?

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: I suppose not. 

 

Darkrai: I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. If it strikes again, we can try to eek some weaknesses out of it.

 

Dialga: Or have Father purge it from existence.

 

Darkrai: …Perhaps as a last resort. 

 

Okidogi: Oi, hi, sorry if I’m bargin’ in and all, but uh… 

 

Fezandipiti: You fought Pecharunt!?

 

Necrozma: Yes… is he important to you?

 

Okidogi: He’s kind of, like, our whole thing!

 

Necrozma: …Your whole thing?

 

Munkidori: It was a long time ago… but Pecharunt used to be our master. 

 

Necrozma: He was?

 

Okidogi: Yep. Pretty nice guy at the time… I just wonder what’s happened to him now.

 

Fezandipiti: So much crueler than I remember… or well, I suppose he’s trying to be, more than anything.

 

Munkidori: In hindsight, I suppose we should’ve known this was inevitable for him. There was no shaking him off his path, no matter what we said to him. 

 

Okidogi: And in the end, it led to our ruin… 

 

Darkrai: Do you miss him?

 

Okidogi: …I guess? I’d love to have him just be a pal of ours again, but somehow, I doubt it’ll be that easy. 

 

Fezandipiti: Yeah. Maybe if we were there, we could’ve made him see sense, but…

 

Munkidori: All we can hope for now is that he shows up again. Little guy is sneaky, if nothing else. It’s gonna be difficult finding him. 

 

Necrozma: …Darkrai?

 

Darkrai: …

 

Darkrai: …Yes?

 

Necrozma: You’ve been deep in thought ever since we encountered Pecharunt. Is something on your mind?

 

Darkrai: …I suppose so, yes. 

 

Necrozma: What’s wrong? 

 

Darkrai: Pecharunt didn’t seem… well… he seemed more like he was trying to be evil, more than he actually was evil. 

 

Munkidori: Wouldn’t doubt it. That guy was about as effective at hurting someone as Phione is at making someone feel better about their day. 

 

Darkrai: I feel convincing him to work with you again may be viable… but it’d depend on a lot of factors.

 

Dialga: Another waiting game, I take it? 

 

Darkrai: I’m afraid so. 

 

Darkrai: …

 

Cresselia: Brother, are you well?

 

Darkrai: …Yes, I’m fine.

 

Cresselia: …

 

Moltres: 

 

Moltres: …Do I finally have room to complain?

 

Regigigas: …Preferably, could we do that another time? 

 

Moltres: I was chicken dancing…

 

Moltres: For HOURS. 

 

Regidrago: Incorrect. Approximate time of infection in your system was… 

 

Moltres: I don’t care about facts, I care about answers! 

 

Regigigas: …Children, I understand you’ve been through a very traumatic experience, but would you be alright with…

 

Regieleki: Don’t worry father. 

 

Regidrago: We’ll let it all out in a very specific way. 

 

Regigigas: Excellent. Moltres, is there anyone else who has complaints?

 

Moltres: My siblings and Mewtwo.

 

Regigigas: …Mewtwo?

 

Mewtwo: Mew shared the footage with everyone. It’s tarnishing my legacy.

 

Mew: Sorry bro, I did what had to be done. 

 

Regidrago: You may all come with us to… discuss what happened.

 

Articuno: Excellent. Take us. 

 

Articuno, Mewtwo, Regidrago, Zapdos, and two others have disconnected.

 

Lugia: Should I be concerned?

 

Regigigas: Hopefully not. 

 

Necrozma: I am a bit confused on one thing, Regigigas.

 

Regigigas: Yes?

 

Necrozma: How did you link up with Latias and Latios? 

 

Regigigas: I found them on the way there. Not sure why they were there, but they apparently knew what was going on and chose to help me.

 

Latios: Oh yeah, sorry about the sudden arrival.

 

Regigigas: It’s no issue. I’m glad you were there.

 

Latias: Should we tell him we were there only because Cresselia told us to…?

 

Latios: …I think it best we save that for another day, sis. 

 

Regigigas: …I am curious, now. What would Cresselia have...?

 

Darkrai: So, uh, anyways! Who here loves, uh… Wo-Chien! Yeah! How’s that guy doing?

 

Wo-Chien: We are… getting real estate… as it were.

 

Mew: The Treasures of Ruin getting a house… that’s a first.

 

Dialga: Say… why are they here? 

 

Regigigas: Good behavior. 

 

Chien-Pao: Yes! We have… redeemed ourselves, as it were. 

 

Rayquaza: Right, and now that you’re off on "good behavior," what’s happening with you? 

 

Wo-Chien: Regigigas has had Yveltal help us get settled in this quite comfy little place.

 

Yveltal: Who knew that all these guys needed in order to be chill was to get settled in Galar. 

 

Chien-Pao: Chill… yes. We are very "chill."

 

Yveltal: …I do hope someone teaches them some social cues, though. 

 

Regigigas: In any case, as I believe this is all for this meeting, I do wish to say one thing before we all depart, if that is alright. 

 

Giratina: Go ahead. What do you wish to say?

 

Regigigas: My past conduct was… unacceptable. And for that… I am deeply sorry. I have reconsidered some things, and as a result, all who have been banished shall be allowed back in. I have set up separate communication networks for Necrozma and his Ultra Beasts and Terapagos and his Paradox Pokemon, as well. I understand that this may be small, but… 

 

Darkrai: I wouldn’t worry too much, Regigigas.

 

Regigigas: Huh?

 

Darkrai: Without you, who knows what would’ve happened at that party. You’ve shown you care and aren’t just some iron fisted dictator. It’s all good.

 

Regigigas: I… I see.

 

Dialga: Indeed. We are happy to have you while Arceus is out gallivanting who knows where. 

 

Regigigas: …Thank you. I shall continue to do my best. 

 

Deoxys: Wow. I think this is the most on-topic one of our meetings has ever been!

 

Celebi: Hey, Papa, I accidentally made a time paradox!

 

Dialga: That’s great dear. 

 

Dialga: …

 

Dialga: What do you mean you made a time paradox!?

 

Necrozma: ...I believe you spoke too soon, Deoxys. 

 

Rayquaza: You and your mouth, ruining everything again...

 

Deoxys: Oh, that's rich...

 

Necrozma: Annnnndddd there we go.

 

Mew: Personally, I think this is the best way to end a meeting.

Chapter 18: Weathering Assault

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode.

 

Regigigas: Greetings. 

 

Dialga: Greetings indeed. What do we have to report today?

 

Ho-oh: Well, outside of Marshadow being as sneakily hard to find as usual, my children have been having some… difficulties, lately. 

 

Palkia: Difficulties?

 

Ho-oh: I’d have them tell you themselves, but uh… 

 

Terapagos: Oh… is it about the playdate?

 

Ho-oh: …Yes, it’s about the “playdate.”

 

Dialga: You had a… playdate?

 

Mew: Yep! It was loads of fun! Little bro invited all of his friends to come play, and it was super-duper exciting!

 

Ho-oh: Unfortunately, his friends are where our problems lie.

 

Dialga: How so?

 

Ho-oh: You see…

 

Mew: Oh! Was it about those guys who looked, like, really similar to them? 

 

Ho-oh: Yes. I was caught off guard myself… How do those three even exist!? I literally made the forms of my children!

 

Mew: Maybe you just plagiarized. 

 

Ho-oh: I did not!

 

Mew: You did it without even knowing you did.

 

Ho-oh: That’s coincidence at most. 

 

Mew: Exactly!

 

Ho-oh: What?

 

Terapagos: My friends are my friends… I dunno much about that kinda stuff…

 

Mew: Don’t worry about it lil bro, big scary Uncle Ho-oh just doesn’t know what they’re talking about. 

 

Ho-oh: What do you mean Uncle!?

 

Terapagos: Oh, alrighty… 

 

Genesect: I do have something important to report.

 

Dialga: Alright, if it’s something important… Mew, go and play with your brother. 

 

Mew: But Mewtwo doesn’t need playtime! 

 

Mewtwo: That was not his insinuation. 

 

Mew: Fineeeeeeee. 

 

Mew: Alright, dropping in lil bro! Let’s absolutely show Wake and the others how good we are at Go Fish!

 

Terapagos and Mew have disconnected.

 

Regigigas: Also, before you speak, Ho-oh, if you have questions about life itself, that would be Mew’s department. 

 

Ho-oh: Oh, excellent, Mew, could you...

 

Ho-oh: 

 

Ho-oh: I hate this.

 

Regigigas: In any case, Genesect, your important issue?

 

Genesect: The weather’s been going bonkers in Unova lately! Not sure what’s up with it, but even I know this isn’t normal. 

 

Giratina: Oh.

 

Giraina: Unova.

 

Regigigas: What is happening there, Giratina?

 

Giratina: Have you heard of Tornadus and Thundurus? 

 

Palkia: Oh. Them. 

 

Giratina: Yes, them. This has their names written all over it. 

 

Palkia: I presume they control the weather?

 

Giratina: Naturally. And they like to fight… a lot. 

 

Dialga: Do we need to send in an intermediary to calm the situation? 

 

Giratina: If I have my lore right, there should be no need… the intermediary should already be handling it. 

 

Regigigas: Who is this intermediary?

 

Giratina: A guy named Landorus. 

 

Landorus has connected.

 

Giratina: …You work quick. 

 

Regigigas: Don’t mention it.

 

Landorus: What is this!? A psychic distraction!? Well it won’t work, villains!

 

Regigigas: No, we’re not…

 

Landorus: Silence! I need to focus!

 

Giratina: …Bad time?

 

Landorus: Yes! 

 

Regigigas: Sorry. 

 

Landorus: No problem. Now shut up! 

 

Landorus has disconnected.

 

Regigigas: …Well that went worse than expected.

 

Palkia: Perhaps we could send someone in to help him out? 

 

Latias and Latios have connected.

 

Latios: Yo, we’re currently at Aether Paradise, just like you told us to do. 

 

Dialga: Aether Paradise? We never told you to go there.

 

Latias: …No, you did. Like, earlier today.

 

Dialga: If I said anything, it was about delivering me some of those wonderful Kalosian confections, not going to an Alolan base. 

 

Latios: Sis, disconnect for now. I think I know what’s going on here.

 

Latias: …Alright.

 

Latias and Latios have disconnected.

 

Dialga: That was odd.

 

Palkia: No matter. Even if those two are off the table, we need someone who can go in there and check the situation out. Someone who’s exceptionally good at braving storms and that can fly… 

 

Giratina: You’re all thinking the same as me, right?

 

Dialga: Definitely. Call him in.

 

Zapdos has connected.

 

Zapdos: Huh…? Whosawhatsit now? 

 

Giratina: Would you be willing to risk your life by flying into a storm cloud created as part of a massive battle between three gods of weather? 

 

Zapdos: Am I getting paid?

 

Giratina: I have some hor d'oeuvres left over from the party.

 

Zapdos: You had me at hor d'oeuvres. Where am I flying? 

 

Giratina: Where are you? I can use the Distortion World to take you there.

 

Zapdos: No Hoopa?

 

Giratina: He’s busy playing lava tennis with Heatran… whatever that means. 

 

Zapdos: Whatever. Let’s go. 

 

Zapdos and Giratina have disconnected.

 

Palkia: …I presume they’ll be back soon? 

 

Dialga: Hopefully. 

 

Regigigas: In any case… Ho-oh, Genesect, Lake Guardians. Anything else to report?

 

Ho-oh: Nothing beyond my previous complaint.

 

Genesect: Likewise.

 

Uxie: Nothing from any of us. You can trust me on that.

 

Regigigas: …Right. Then, for now, most of you shall be fine to go. I shall keep an eye out alongside Dialga and Palkia for the Giratina and Zapdos situation. 

 

Genesect: Sounds good to me.

 

Ho-oh: Indeed. I need a nap…

 

Genesect, Ho-oh, and Mesprit have disconnected.

 

Azelf: Wait, why did Mesprit disconnect?

 

Uxie: Something something “I’m busy annoying some kid.” 

 

Azelf: Sounds more like a Mew thing than a Mesprit thing. 

 

Uxie: Those two overlap in more ways than one, sibling.

 

Dialga: Well, in any case…

 

Palkia: …Now what? 

 

Regieleki: I happen to know a game, if anyone is interested.

 

Palkia: Oh, what is it?

 

Regieleki: I spy, with my little eye…

 

Palkia: Sometimes I believe this life is my own personal purgatory. 

 

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Zapdos: …Where are the storm clouds?

 

Giratina: Don’t ask me! They were here a few seconds ago!

 

Landorus: You there. Shadowy dragon. What business have you here?

 

Giratina: …Landorus. 

 

Landorus: That voice… you’re the one from the mental assault.

 

Giratina: It wasn’t an assault.

 

Landorus: It was an assault on my focus.

 

Giratina: Whatever. Where are the storms?

 

Landorus: Resolved. I don’t need and never have needed the help of anyone else for this job. 

 

Giratina: But you seriously don’t think you could use a break once in a while?

 

Landorus: Maybe. What is it to you? 

 

Giratina: I know a very long noodle snake who has a very similar lifestyle he has to deal with.

 

Zapdos: Hey, Giratina, this gives me an idea.

 

Giratina: Yeah?

 

Zapdos: You know how Groudon and Kyogre live in their own sub realm these days?

 

Giratina: …Yes?

 

Zapdos: What if we got those two troublemakers Landorus has, and…

 

Giratina: …Oh. That’s…

 

Landorus: Thundurus and Tornadus are critical for the climes and seasons of the world. They cannot just be “removed” so easily. 

 

Zapdos : Of course not, but… if you ever need a break…

 

Giratina : Let’s just say we have a worthy distraction for them.

 

Landorus: …I shall keep this in mind. For now, do you have anything else to bother me with?

 

Giratina: Want to join in our meetings? It could be pretty fun for you.

 

Landorus: I don’t do “fun,” but I admit my curiosity is piqued. Consider me interested for the time being.

 

Giratina: Excellent. Have a wonderful day, Landorus.

 

Landorus: You as well, Giratina

 

Giratina: …Well, he was nice.

 

Zapdos: …

 

Giratina: …

 

Zapdos: So

 

Zapdos: Where are my hor d'oeuvres? 

 

Giratina: You didn’t even do anything.

 

Zapdos: I wasted my time coming out here. That deserves compensation in my book.

 

Giratina: …You’re lucky I’m generous. 

 

Zapdos: Oh, kindness. What a rarity. Finally out of your “I shall raid my father’s house” phase?

 

Giratina: Zapdos, that’s factually incorrect.

 

Zapdos: Oh? In what sense?

 

Giratina: Doing that isn’t a phase. It’s a lifestyle. You grow into it after a while. Now come along or I’m leaving you behind in Unova.

 

Zapdos: Sir yes sir. You better have saved some of the dango for me… 

Chapter 19: Crystal Clear

 

Regigigas, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and thirteen others have connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode.

 

Landorus: So what, you can just turn off your social mode? That must be fun on days where you aren’t feeling it.

 

Regigigas: Tell me about it. In any case, the meeting is now in session! Do we have anything to report? 

 

Articuno: Zapdos is currently out of commission.

 

Giratina: Oh? I saw him only a few days ago. What happened to him?

 

Moltres: He got sick on dango.

 

Giratina: Dango? But I only gave him… wait. 

 

Mesprit: What did you do?

 

Giratina: …He found my stash. Little thieving… 

 

Palkia: Er, well, moving on… anything of actual note to report?

 

Mew: Yeah, I’ve got something… it’s pretty important.

 

Palkia: Mew if this is the “I need to regenerate my lost arm” prank again I will personally see to it that I am in charge of your execution. 

 

Mew: It’s not, honest! 

 

Mew: …Though that kind of ruins my plans for tonight… 

 

Dialga: Speak before my sibling kills you.

 

Mew: Terapagos is sick! 

 

Dialga: …

 

Palkia: …

 

Giratina: He’s what!?

 

Mew: Yeah, I dunno what happened! He was cheerful and happy when we went on a playdate, but then he just kind of… I dunno… went downhill. 

 

Dialga: Did you do anything to him, Mew?

 

Mew: No! I swear… I would never poison my lil bro!

 

Azelf: Never stopped you when it came to me… 

 

Mew: That was one time! 

 

Palkia: What is Terapagos suffering from? Perhaps we can figure out the infection from there.

 

Mew: Well… he’s got a fever… a very hot fever. Burns to touch him. 

 

Giratina: Poor kid. I can’t imagine what he’s going through…

 

Mew: But I dunno what could’ve caused it! He had no cuts or scratches for infection, he was in good spirits, he didn’t eat anything weird… he just suddenly erupted. 

 

Giratina: Perhaps Area Zero has been disturbed? He is tied to the area’s Tera Crystals rather intrinsically. 

 

Mew: I’ve talked to Koraidon and Miraidon. They haven’t noticed anything off in Area Zero that could’ve caused this bad of a reaction. 

 

Okidogi: Tera Crystals? What are those?

 

Munkidori: Do you remember the crystal thing that trainer did to beat us?

 

Okidogi: Yeah. What about… 

 

Okidogi: Ohhhhhh. 

 

Munkidori: There ya go. 

 

Fezandipiti: Yes. They were quite striking. It almost reminded me of…

 

Okidogi: Oh! It kind of reminded me of the Crystal Pool!

 

Fezandipiti: Awwww.... I wanted to say that!

 

Dialga: Crystal Pool? 

 

Munkidori: Yeah. In Kitakami, we have this fancy little pool with crystals inside of it. It looks very crystalline…  but they’re said to provide some sort of mystical power.

 

Fezandipiti: …Looks very crystalline. Impeccable description as always, Munkidori.

 

Munkidori: Hey, look, my knowledge base isn’t perfect, you know! 

 

Giratina: …Just took a quick look. I assume it’s at the top of your “Oni Mountain?”

 

Okidogi: That’s the one.

 

Giratina: Is it meant to be murky and purple looking?

 

Fezandipiti: Of course it… it’s what!?

 

Munkidori: That is not normal, I’ll say that much. 

 

Regigigas: If the Crystal Pool has been afflicted… Perhaps the damage is tying back to Terapagos and causing him problems? 

 

Palkia: …That might be it. 

 

Dialga: We’ll send someone over to try and resolve the problem with you… we don’t want to do anything too drastic. 

 

Moltres: Nothing too drastic? I don’t think you using some time powers or anything is gonna suddenly cause the lake to explode.

 

Dialga: No… but it is tied to our sibling’s life force. If we were to damage it in any way… 

 

Dialga: …Well. It is better safe than sorry.

 

Giratina: Darkrai, you’re scouting.

 

Darkrai: How did you even know I was here!?

 

Giratina: You’re not very subtle. 

 

Darkrai: I hate this… fine. Send me. 

 

Regigigas: Giratina, that's your job, as Hoopa’s still occupied. Report back to us once you get a clear report of the situation, Darkrai. 

 

Darkrai: Understood. Let’s get this over with.

 

Darkrai, Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti have disconnected.

 

Landorus: If this is what you all get up to every day… it sounds like even more of a headache than what I have to deal with normally. 

 

Palkia: You get used to it. Want us to help you get acquainted?

 

Landorus: Most certainly. I don’t think I can trust you fools to keep even the fabric of reality stable for more than five minutes. 

 

Dialga: Well, time is relative… 

 

Landorus: And what’s also relative is my fist in your face if you make another joke. 

 

Dialga: Sorry, sorry. I suppose there’s a time and a place.

 

Dialga: …

 

Dialga: …Wait.

 

Mesprit: …Sibling?

 

Uxie: Popcorn’s already pre-made. I love having the power of foresight sometimes. 

 

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Darkrai: …Well.

 

Darkrai: This is a right proper mess. How did this happen?

 

Okidogi: That’s your job to figure out, Mr. Nightmare Man. 

 

Darkrai: Well I think it’s obvious that somebody dumped toxins into the Crystal Pool! 

 

Munkidori: …It wasn’t us, for the record.

 

Darkrai: I understand that… Say, aren’t there normally four of you in your little Kitakami club?

 

Fezandipiti: Ogerpon’s still uh… she’s… well…

 

Okidogi: She’s been down in the dumps lately. I’m just not sure what to do about her. 

 

Darkrai: Hm… perhaps I could have Cresselia talk to her. She’s better with handling emotions than I am. 

 

Munkidori: In any case, got a solution for the lake?

 

Darkrai: …I only know of one solution I can feasibly perform… and it’s risky.

 

Fezandipiti: They said to avoid collateral damage, remember? 

 

Darkrai: Not that kind of risky… Well, I mean, she will cause collateral, but…

 

Okidogi: But what? 

 

Darkrai: She… uh… let’s just say she’s certainly a character.

 

Munkidori: Character or not, we need this pool situation resolved ASAP for both Kitakami and your little buddy! So let’s get this going!

 

Darkrai: …Fine. But do not blame me for what happens next.

 

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Darkrai: How close are you to Kitakami?

 

Shaymin: Oh, hey, Darkrai! Haven’t seen you in forever! How long has it been?

 

Darkrai: Five hundred years, four months and seventy seven days, I believe. Answer the question.

 

Shaymin: Yeah, I’m nearby. Are you finally willing to make due on that promise to hang out again?

 

Darkrai: Something like that… listen, Kitakami’s Crystal Pool has been affected by toxins, and… 

 

Shaymin: You want me to go slurp slurp boom?

 

Darkrai: Please stop describing Seed Flare like that.

 

Shaymin: Hey, don’t mention its name! You don’t know what kinds of higher powers are watching these mental connections!

 

Darkrai: Shaymin, we’ve been over this. There are no higher powers.

 

Shaymin: Yes there are! It’s a conspiracy covered up by Arceus so the civilian population won’t panic, but I know better than the common Pokemon! I know the higher powers exist! 

 

Darkrai: Shaymin, I literally have Arceus on speed dial. He can…

 

Shaymin: …Confirm nothing! He’ll lie, Darkrai! Why wouldn’t he? The truth is too dangerous to get out, he’ll say no. But I’m ready, ready to enlighten the masses with my abilities to combat the higher powers once they eventually come for us!

Darkrai: …Did you try the candle thing again.

 

Shaymin: Yep!

 

Darkrai: How much property damage occurred?

 

Shaymin: I am now banned from the region of Unova. 

 

Darkrai: We need to stage an intervention. 

 

Shaymin: My intervention has already occurred, Darkrai. And it certainly isn’t a divine one. 

 

Darkrai: I swear… next thing you’ll say is that you’ve been eating crystal salt to ward off divine ones…

 

Shaymin:

 

Darkrai: …

 

Darkrai: Yeah, maybe we should get that meetup done at some point. Your lack of a social life is clearly starting to eat away at your mental faculties. 

 

Shaymin: That’s just what the higher beings want you to think!

 

Darkrai: Shaymin I swear to everything that exists that I will

 

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Darkrai: …She’s on her way.

 

Okidogi: Oh, good. I was wondering when you’d stop thinking for a minute. That trance thing you do when you communicate is freaky. 

 

Fezandipiti: That conversation you had went for… a while. Did something happen?

 

Darkrai: I guess you could say that.

 

Munkidori: Is she irritating?

 

Darkrai: …Why would she be?

 

Munkidori: Your face kept scrunching up in annoyance.

 

Okidogi: Yeah, you’ve been looking ready to murder for ages now.

 

Darkrai: …Circumstantial evidence, I tell you. 

 

Shaymin: Hey, Darkrai!

 

Darkrai: Heavens above how did she get here so quickly… 

 

Shaymin: Oh, is that the pond you want me to blow up?

 

Munkidori: You told her what!?

 

Darkrai: Shaymin, we aren’t blowing up the pond. Once you perform Seed Flare, please explode somewhere other than the Crystal Pool, please. 

 

Shaymin: Seed Flare!? What’s Seed Flare!? 

 

Fezandipiti: She doesn’t even know what move she’s using! Darkrai, just who is this girl you brought in?

 

Okidogi: Probably an old ex.

 

Darkrai: She is not my ex!

 

Shaymin: But I’m certainly his.

 

Darkrai: Shaymin, now is not the time for jokes! Now they’ll think that we were… 

 

Fezandipiti: I can tell from glance that you two weren't.

 

Shaymin: We weren’t.

 

Fezandipiti: There, see, easy to clear up, Darkrai.

 

Munkidori: But the others won’t know that…

 

Darkrai:

 

Darkrai: Shaymin. There are no higher powers here. Just use big boom and explode, please. 

 

Shaymin: Fine… 

 

Okidogi: What’s she doing?

 

Darkrai: It’s her species’ signature technique, Seed Flare. She absorbs pollutants into herself…

 

Fezandipiti: Oh yeah, I see that.

 

Darkrai: And then she releases the pollutants via purification…

 

Fezandipiti: Oh, that’s nice.

 

Darkrai: …Via massive explosion.

 

Fezandipiti: I see... she does what!?

 

Munkidori: …Should we have her move away from the Pool?

 

Darkrai: Don’t worry, see, she’s already doing that.

 

Darkrai: …

 

Fezandipiti: Why is she heading in our direction?

 

Shaymin: Hey, Darkrai, where should I go boom?

 

Darkrai: Anywhere but here, anywhere but…

 

Darkrai: Oh no, she’s about to boom.

 

Fezandipiti: What do we do!?

 

Darkrai: Pray. 

 

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Ogerpon: Man… 

 

Ogerpon: …

 

Ogerpon: The river’s funny today… I wonder why that is… 

 

Ursaluna: And I’m certainly wondering why so many children have been crying today.

 

Ogerpon: Huh? You’re… you’re the Bloodmoon Beast! I’ve always wanted to meet you!

 

Ursaluna: Just call me Ursaluna. The name the humans gave me is just a title, no need to get all formal.

 

Ogerpon: Fair enough, mister. What are you doing here?

 

Ursaluna: Just gathering some herbs. A kid in my woods needs them to help recover from some injuries.

 

Ogerpon: Oh no, that's not good... do you need any help?

 

Ursaluna: No, I'll be fine, I'm nearly done. I think you're the one who needs the help, kid.

 

Ogerpon: Huh?

 

Ursaluna: You’re sitting by the river, looking all sullen and dejected. Why is that?

 

Ogerpon: I don’t know… I just feel… sad… 

 

Ursaluna: About what?

 

Ogerpon: About everything. What I’ve lost… what I have… what I could’ve had…

 

Ursaluna: …You lose someone?

 

Ogerpon: …Yeah. 

 

Ursaluna: …Me too, kid. I lost my home. I lost my family. I wasn’t exactly born here, if you couldn’t tell.

 

Ogerpon: What happened?

 

Ursaluna: Well… I prefer not to say. But I knew I couldn’t reclaim what was lost… not back in Hisui… so I came here, to Kitakami. To find a new home.

 

Ogerpon: You weren’t born here?

 

Ursaluna: Why do you think I’m hardly mentioned? I’m not exactly recent, but I’m not old news in the grand scheme of things, either. 

 

Ogerpon: How old are you, mister?

 

Ursaluna: Only five hundred and twenty seven. 

 

Ogerpon: Five hundred and twenty seven! Wow! I’m older than you!

 

Ursaluna: You’re… what?

 

Ogerpon: Yeah! Have you heard of the Loyal Three?

 

Ursaluna: Of course. The three Pokemon who apparently defended a village, but were found to have been the aggressors all along. I hear they’re helping around Mossui now, and that the evil ogre in the story was…

 

Ursaluna: 

 

Ursaluna: Wow, kid. If I know my legends right…

 

Ogerpon: Yeah… 

 

Ursaluna: Kid...

 

Ursaluna: ...Well, I’m not sure how much this helps… but you’re friends with the Loyal Three now, right? You made up with them, even after what they did?

 

Ogerpon: Yeah, but I still miss my friend…

 

Ursaluna: Look, kid. You lost your friend. I get how that’s gotta sting. But it’s been over a thousand years. Do you really think your friend would have wanted you wallowing in your misery for all that time?

 

Ogerpon: …

 

Ursaluna: …Oh well. I can tell you’re not in the state for a lecture. But hey, I’m in the Timeless Woods most days… just shout while you’re there. If I’m awake, I’ll come running. 

 

Ogerpon: …Thank you, mister. You’re very kind.

 

Ursaluna: Aw shucks... thanks kid.

 

Ogerpon: No problem mister! Come get me if you need help with anything!

 

Ursaluna: Alright I'll keep that in mind, then. Why not try to find your friends? I’m sure they’ll be…

 

Ursaluna: What was that explosion?

 

Ogerpon: Probably my friends, knowing them. I’ll go check it out. Thanks for the talk Mr. Bloodmoon Beast!

 

Ursaluna: No problem…

 

Ursaluna: …So many children older than I am… how surreal a world it is. First that kid, now the ogre… I hope they can make up one day… But both of them need to make it up to themselves first. Come to terms with everything. Maybe then…

 

Ursaluna: …No matter. I still need to finish gathering those herbs. That little runt’s injuries were pretty bad… How could a peachy guy like that take so much damage? There’s something I’m missing here… but what could it be?

 

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Shaymin: Hang on, missed a spot. 

 

Darkrai: Shaymin for the love of everything, stop!

 

Ogerpon: Heya guys, what’d I miss?

 

Munkidori: Ogerpon!? Get out of here, quickly!

 

Shaymin: Oh hi there miss! I’m about to explode!

 

Ogerpon: You’re about to what!?

 

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Ursaluna: Another explosion... something's stirring in Kitakami. Something strange...

 

Ursaluna: Oh well, I'm sure it's nothing important. Now let's see, where were we...

Chapter 20: Reporting

 

Regigigas, Dialga, Palkia, Azelf, and thirteen others have connected.

 

Regigigas: Now activating social mode…

 

Regigigas: Welcome. What do we have to report?

 

Darkrai: I’m stuck with a crazy person. 

 

Shaymin: Huh? But I'm the only person with you right now.

 

Fezandipiti: My condolences, Darkrai.

 

Regigigas: I take it the Crystal Pool incident went well? 

 

Darkrai: In a sense…

 

Cresselia: Oh Darkrai, isn’t that your old girlfriend?

 

Darkrai: She is literally an old friend, and that’s it. Why does everyone always insinuate…

 

Cresselia: Because it’s fun to hear how flustered you are every time I tease you about it.

 

Mesprit: Oh man, trust me when I say that he is so embarrassed. 

 

Darkrai: …

 

Landorus: Is this seriously all you get up to? Gossip and the occasional incident?

 

Mewtwo: We’ve dealt with a few bigger incidents… 

 

Landorus: Oh? Like what?

 

Terapagos: Well, there was this one time when we went to have a big playdate in big bro Giratina’s house…

 

Mew: Lil bro, don’t…

 

Terapagos: Why not?

 

Mew: It’s embarrassing…

 

Terapagos: Aw… but how are we gonna tell him how we beat up the big bad guy together?

 

Landorus: …You brought a child to a combat arena?

 

Mew: To be fair, it wasn’t a combat arena at first. 

 

Landorus: …Right. 

 

Dialga: In any case, Landorus, I suppose we should ask… Do you have any big questions? You’ve been here for a few days now, so…

 

Landorus: None, because all I know is that the more I learn about you all the more that I realize our world is governed by imbeciles. 

 

Mew: Hey! I like to think that I’m at least an idiot!

 

Palkia: Mew, this isn’t helping. 

 

Terapagos: …What’s an imbecile?

 

Mew: You see, it’s when someone is…

 

Mewtwo: Mew, we’ll explain insults when he’s older. 

 

Landorus: To get back to practicalities… I take it your Crystal Pool incident was resolved? 

 

Darkrai: Correct. Shaymin helped disperse the toxins that were holed up in the Pool. 

 

Landorus: Toxins? Did a Koffing fall in the water or something?

 

Okidogi: We dunno what happened yet. We’re looking into it. 

 

Landorus: You’ll need to keep an eye out. This seems intentional… and typically, someone intentionally poisoning the pool isn’t a good sign. 

 

Munkidori: Yeah, thanks for that, Captain Obvious. 

 

Landorus: I’m just trying to help, given how incompetent you three are that it took someone visiting to realize your main landmark got poisoned. 

 

Munkidori: Hey, we were occupied!

 

Landorus: What could possibly be so important that you were absconding from your duties for so long?

 

Munkidori: …We uh… we have a friend… 

 

Landorus: Oh… I see. 

 

Fezandipiti: That’s it? I thought you would’ve retorted that more.

 

Landorus: I understand the value of close friendship. It’s a valid reason for distraction. Just make sure that the Pool is better defended next time.

 

Okidogi: Dontcha worry, we've already set to that. 

 

Cresselia: This reminds me... do you three still need me to come visit?

 

Okidogi: She’s been perking up recently, but yeah, I feel having another friend drop by would do some good. 

 

Cresselia: Alright, I will come by at the soonest convenience. 

 

Regigigas: …That got wildly off topic. If I may, could we please get back to a proper meeting?

 

Landorus: Apologies. 

 

Regigigas: Do not worry about it. Now, do we have any other concerns?

 

Shaymin: The higher powers… you’re all covering them up, aren’t you?

 

Darkrai: Oh dear heavens… Shaymin! We’ve talked about this!

 

Shaymin: They’re real, Darkrai! I tell you! They’re spreading false propaganda to hide the truth! 

 

Darkrai: I swear, you’ve been spending too much time in those weird back alleys in Hoenn! The stuff they’re spouting out there is nonsense, Shaymin!

 

Shaymin: But I hold the truth in my paws! I hold shards of the higher beings in my fur!

 

Darkrai: Those are salt crystals, Shaymin! Salt. Crystals. They aren’t part of some higher being!

 

Shaymin: But you never know… the high ones may be made of salt.

 

Darkrai: Yes, because the high ones are obviously Garganacl!

 

Shaymin: …

 

Darkrai: There, I finally silenced her…

 

Shaymin: You know what?

 

Darkrai: Yes?

 

Shaymin: You may be on to something…

 

Darkrai: Someone please put an end to my suffering. 

 

Azelf: Sibling, does this situation improve?

 

Uxie: Can’t say without spoiling anything.

 

Azelf: Seriously?

 

Uxie: Look, that day was so good… I swear, the amount of feelings I felt were off the charts…

 

Mewtwo: Really watching our lives like soap operas, aren’t you…

 

Landorus: Higher beings?

 

Shaymin: Yes! They rule over this world! They were here before Arceus! They birthed his Egg! They hold the world in a stranglehold from beyond!

 

Landorus: This is most interesting. Could you explain to me… all of it?

 

Darkrai: Landorus, no!

 

Shaymin: Landorus yes ! Hoo boy, do I have a lot to tell you…

 

Regigigas: Something tells me this meeting is a lost cause…

Chapter 21: Day Off

Entei : Right, Go Fish.

 

Suicune : Entei, this UNO. 

 

Regigigas, Regieleki, and Regidrago have connected.

 

Regigigas : Activating social mode.

 

Regigigas : …Where is everyone? Is it not meeting time?

 

Raikou : It’s a day off, buster. We don’t need to be on duty today.

 

Regigigas : …We have those?

 

Regieleki : Apparently. 

 

Regigigas : …Well.

 

Entei : Take the day to relax. We don’t need to discuss anything today.

 

Necrozma, Solgaleo, and Lunala have connected.

 

Necrozma : We need to discuss a lot with you. 

 

Regigigas : …And just as I was looking forward to solitaire… 

 

Solgaleo : It’s less than what Necrozma insinuates… he likes to make a big deal out of nothing. 

 

Lunala : Yeah. That’s one way to put it.

 

Necrozma : The possessing thing was one time.

 

Regigigas : In any case, what would you like to discuss?

 

Solgaleo : Would it be possible to add some acquaintances of ours? They’re considered Guardian Deities of the Alola region, and we feel it would be good to have them available to contact. 

 

Regigigas : That sounds perfectly reasonable. Go right ahead. 

 

Suicune : I do not have a good feeling about this.

 

Tapu Koko, Tapu Lele, Tapu Bulu, and Tapu Fini have connected.

 

Solgaleo : Welcome!

 

Tapu Koko : Thank you for the invitation. 

 

Tapu Fini : So this is the communication channel you mentioned… 

 

Tapu Lele : Such advanced psychic connections… I haven’t seen something like this in many millennia. 

 

Regigigas : Greetings. I am Regigigas, and I am acting leader until Arceus’s return. I have heard good things about you all.

 

Tapu Bulu : …A representative of Arceus?

 

Tapu Koko : Like, the Arceus?

 

Regigigas : The one and only.

 

Tapu Koko : Lunala, how come you didn’t tell your auntie about the fact you were friends with Arceus?

 

Lunala : Well, since we’re rearing two kids, it’s a bit hard to bring it up in conversation… 

 

Tapu Fini : Man, I still remember when you were a cute little Cosmog… you were adorable back then.

 

Tapu Koko : Still adorable. 

 

Tapu Fini : Yes, yes, you get what I mean. Say, how is that girl you were friends with doing? What was her name now… hm…

 

Tapu Lele : It was, like… something beginning with L. Lyle? Luna? Liko? Lyla? 

 

Tapu Bulu : … I’m pretty sure... you mean… 

 

Tapu Koko : …Did she fall asleep again?

 

Lunala : I think she did. 

 

Solgaleo : Tends to happen. 

 

Necrozma : And somehow, I’m the weird one at family reunions. 

 

Lunala : Necrozma, you’re not even a family member. You just keep showing up. 

 

Necrozma : I fused with you once. Surely that must count for something?

 

Tapu Fini : Moving on...

 

Regigigas : Yes. It is good to meet you all. If I may, this is just a general check, of course… How is Alola?

 

Tapu Koko : It’s going very well so far!

 

Tapu Lele : Except for the big shadowy void over Aether Paradise!

 

Tapu Koko : Lele! I told you that we weren’t meant to tell outsiders about that! 

 

Regigigas : …Void, you say...

 

Regigigas : Eleki, contact Giratina at once.

 

Regieleki : Already processing the request…

 

Giratina has connected.

 

Giratina : What’s up? I’m busy dealing with something important, so this better be good. 

 

Regigigas : Are you aware of the void over Alola?

 

Giratina : Oh, no, I’m not. I’m obviously entirely blind and ignorant to everything that goes on around me.

 

Giratina : Of course I’ve noticed you ignoramus! There’s a reason I’m busy! 

 

Regigigas : What’s the status?

 

Giratina : Bad. I can’t seem to remove or halt its progress. The only saving grace is that it isn’t expanding, but that typically means far worse things… 

 

Suicune : …I told you something bad was going to happen. 

 

Regigigas : We should send someone to investigate.

 

Giratina : Already done. I sent Darkrai to check it out a while ago… meant to send Marshadow, but I couldn’t find him anywhere. 

 

Regigigas : And has Darkrai responded?

 

Giratina : …No.

 

Regigigas : Then we still have a problem.

 

Giratina : Who else could we possibly send!? Anyone else capable of withstanding the void is either too weak or too important to risk. 

 

Regigigas : …Perhaps, if we had blinding speed… 

 

Giratina : …I swear, you have a bias.

 

Necrozma : Excuse me, pardon the intrusion, but are you considering sending someone inside of this distortion?

 

Regigigas : Yes. I’ve got a pair of Pokemon who can fly their way out of anything that’s thrown at them. 

 

Tapu Lele : And we can trust this plan?

 

Regigigas : …Eleki, calculations. 

 

Regieleki : Calculations estimate a 32.5% chance of success, rapidly lowering.

 

Regigigas : …Are there any more favorable odds?

 

Regieleki : Given lack of information as of present, there currently is not. 

 

Regigigas : Then it’s our best shot.

 

Giratina : I swear, we injected you with too much decision making after you saved us… are you insane!? We barely know what this is, and we could risk those two by flying them in there!

Solgaleo : Flying who inside?

 

Giratina : The Eon Pokemon. It’s outrageous. They’re just kids, Regigigas, you can’t!

 

Regigigas : I believe in their abilities. They helped us before. They’re certainly qualified for this mission.

 

Giratina : Why can’t we just wait for Darkrai to return?

 

Regidrago : Distortion expansion currently rising.

 

Regigigas : Because of that. We need to get to the bottom of this as soon as we possibly can.

 

Giratina : …

 

Giratina : Fine. But if they’re lost, it’s on your conscience, not mine. 

 

Giratina has disconnected.

 

Regigigas : It is settled. We shall set out as soon as preparations are in order. 

 

Regigigas, Regieleki, and Regidrago have disconnected.

 

Tapu Lele : …Now what?

 

Tapu Fini : Let them work their magic, I suppose. 

 

Tapu Lele : And what do we do in the interim?

 

Entei : …

 

Entei : Go Fish?

 

Raikou : This is still UNO, Entei.

 

Tapu Bulu : …Did someone say UNO?

 

Tapu Koko : Oh, now she wakes up. 

Chapter 22: Fundamental Foundations

Notes:

This is the last of my backlog for now, and as such we'll be heading back to hiatus again while I work on some other stuff. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you enjoy.

Giratina: Your objective is clear, yes?

 

Latias: Hey, don’t worry boss. We got it covered.

 

Latios: Indeed. You can count on us. 

 

Giratina: I’m holding you to that. Come back alive, alright?

 

Latios: We’ll certainly try our best. 

 

Giratina: Good. I’ll have Hoopa send you straight into the thick of it. Report back as soon as you possibly can.

 

Latias: Understood! Send us in!

 

Giratina: As you command. 

 

Giratina: …Good luck.

 

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Latias: Oof!

 

Latios: Rough landing?

 

Latias: The usual. 

 

Latias: …

 

Latias: ...wow. When Giratina said this place was covered in void…

 

Latios: Yeah, he wasn’t joking. What happened here? It’s all covered in nothing but… is that static?

 

Latias: It’s kind of… glitching out? I dunno, but I'd stay away from that.

 

Latias: …

 

Latias: Bro?

 

Latios: Yeah?

 

Latias: What happened to the people? 

 

Latios: …

 

Latios: I think it’s best we don’t think about that right now. Let’s contact Dialga and Palkia. Giratina said they’d like to know our findings.

 

Latias: Right! They should be in chat right now, anyway.

 

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Latias and Latios have connected.

 

Latios: Yo, we’re currently at Aether Paradise, just like you told us to do. 

 

Dialga: Aether Paradise? We never told you to go there.

 

Latias: …No, you did. Like, earlier today.

 

Dialga: If I said anything, it was about delivering me some of those wonderful Kalosian confections, not going to an Alolan base. 

 

Latios: Sis, disconnect for now. I think I know what’s going on here.

 

Latias: …Alright.

 

Latias and Latios have disconnected.

 

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Latias: …Bro?

 

Latios: That conversation… they had no idea about this, and Dialga mentioned confections. That was something I did for him weeks ago. 

 

Latias: Are you saying that…?

 

Latios: Yeah. Whatever this distortion thing is, it’s messing things up really badly.

 

Latias: So I guess our only hope is just seeing if we can’t find what’s at the center of this place?

 

Latios: Pretty much, yeah.

 

Latios: Sis… if the going gets tough…

 

Latias: I’m not running, bro. That’s gonna be you when I have to beat up the bad guy all by myself. 

 

Latios: Ha! I don’t get knocked down that easily.

 

Latias: Neither do I.

 

Latios: Glad to know we can count on each other then.

 

Latias: Indeed. Come on, let’s trounce this guy. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Siblings.

 

Latios: That voice…!

 

Latias: Darkrai!? Where are you!?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Hiding. The beast that dwells here knows no mercy.

 

Latios: Is it that nightmare of yours again?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Do not dare associate him with me!

 

Latios: Ah, geez, alright, no need to shout!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Apologies… it’s hard to keep composure in a place like this.

 

Latias: So… uh… you gonna show yourself, or…?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Can’t. It’s too dangerous. I know a hiding spot, though. Come closer, and I can show you…

 

Latias: Alright! Where do we need to go?

 

Latios: …

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Down the darkened path. I lie at the end. 

 

Latias: You sure…? 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Do you want sanctuary or not? Come on, hurry up before he notices you!

 

Latios: Nice try, “Darkrai.”

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: …Oh?

 

Latios: You attempt to deceive us, eh, nightmare? Well you aren’t winning mind games that easily! 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: …I see I need to further my efforts to destroy you then. I suppose you must not want the easy way out…

 

Latias: Which is…?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Eternal oblivion, but that’s neither here nor there. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝į̷̛̹̦̥͔̋͑̃͌̿̋͝͝: Tell me… what’s the most terrifying thing you can think of?

 

Latios: Ha! I fear nothing, and neither does my sis! Tell em…

 

Latios: …Sis?

 

Latias: Sorry, I just... you know when someone tells you not to think of something, and you immediately think of it?

 

Latios: Sis, what did you…?

 

Latias: Do you remember the one time in the woods… when we were lost that one time?

 

Latios: Yeah, what about…

 

Latios: …Oh no. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Such a simple fear to prey upon… that of the insect. This shall be fun!

 

Latias: Bro… is it just me, or…?

 

Latios: The void’s expanding, be on your guard.

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Oh, there’s much more here that you need to be afraid of here.

 

Latias: Bro! I feel it on my back!

 

Latios: Nonsense, he can’t have… I feel it too. What are…?

 

Latias: Bugs!? 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Just as I was birthed of one’s creation, I too can birth others of my own. Beautiful, is it not?

 

Latios: Disgusting! They’re not even fully formed!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: …Was I meant to do that? You creatures aren’t exactly fully formed yourselves. 

 

Latias: And what’s that supposed to mean!?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Exactly what it says on the tin. You creatures… your imperfections… your fear, your jealousy, your want, your gluttony, your greed, your lust… 

 

Latios: How many of them are there!?

 

Latias: The void! It’s making more of them!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Your terror, your happiness, your joy, your envy, your sorrow, your fervor, your anger, your rage… 

 

Latios: We need to run! 

 

Latias: They’re blocking the exits!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: They all stew together to form an imperfect being. A perfect being would be impartial, willing to help all who need it when they need it. It would make a world of peace and fair judgment… 

 

Latios: I don’t see you trying to be either of those things!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: In a world this corrupt, being naive is not a sin I can afford. To win in this vortex of swamp and muck, I’ll need to play dirtier than all of the other players put together.

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Prepare yourselves… the hive is coming! 

 

Latias: …Heavens above…

 

Latios: What is that!?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: My legs of seventeen shall wrack against your flesh unseen. My face of mire shall tear apart your imperfections of ire… 

 

Latios: Sis, when I say run, run…

 

Latias: I said I wasn’t running!

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: L̵̡̢̢̠̙̙̼̤͓̭͉̺̭͓̤̣̩̒͐̋̋ơ̶̦̼̠͛͗͑̿̈́̿̕ŗ̵̖̩͓͎̪͉̝͉̺̦̜̥͈͇̙͊̔̽͌̔̍̆͒̍͝ȅ̷͇̗͉̰͔̼̹̹̃̿̋ͅm̶̜̣̭͉̈͜ ̵̪̐̏̎̎͆͑͒̊̀̋̎į̸̦̬̞̞̠̖͉͎̮̰̐̇͛͗p̸̢̖̭̳͕̘̦̘̤̟̖̘͇̄̄̔͗́͊͆̿̌̾̅̄̉͊̐͠͠š̷̡̝̤̟̹̠̫͚͓̉͛́̎̔̈́̈́̓̅͘u̶͇̥͉̯̥̱̼̰̞̳̮̣͒̍̈́̽̓́̈́́̐ͅm̸̧͈͇͔̼̩̺̘̮͇͓̹̾̀̉̿̓͋̀̾̈́͒̏̈̓̀̕͜͠ ̵̨̛̜̗̭̦̠̹́̈́̋̌̒͌̌̾̓̉̓̓̐͂͘d̵̡̧̨̨̹̖̰̮̥͙̠̩̦͓̟͚͖̓́̑ó̵͍͈̘̲ļ̵̰͍̳̱͉͉̮̰̦̾̋̽ờ̶̤̒͊͌̃̄́̇́͝r̵̡͓͓͙͐͐͂͌̒̚͜͝ ̸͉̟͉̊͐̾͊͑̓̊̉͂͜ş̸̏̈̈̏̓ḭ̵̢̜̻̼̭͕̭̪̣̠̠̎̂̑̒̉̅̈́̔͂̄̆̒͝ͅṱ̷̗̱̲́̈́́̽͒ ̶̧̝͉̻͙̦̣̌̾̄̓̍̒̑̒̈͂͊͛̀͘̕͘ą̵̢̘̰̱͓͚̯̯̖̗̙̻̘̈̎̂͑͆̂͗̑͌̈̒͆͊͊̈́̀͑ͅͅm̷̠̞͚̻͕̄͗̿̇̆͊̀̐̈͒̐̍̽͑̑ë̴̡̡̨͕̪̮͓͕̟̳̞̘̙́̂͐̍̅̈́̈͠ẗ̶̢͍͈͓̲̰͖̖̬̙̖̬͉̟͈̳̓͆̎̏̍̓͌͐̈́̋̓̏́̕͝͝,̷̧͔̫̝̩̱̩̼̪̲̟̱̳̦̹͍̰͊̿͛̍̇̊͆̔̂͛̇͠ ̴̧̞̺͍͂̀̃̈̔̽͋͆̔̓̑̔͛͝c̸̨̧͈̘͉̻̦̗̙̘̤̱̲̖̻̊̿͂̀͗̌̍̏͒̈͋̉͐͋͜o̸̙͈̠̤̫̙̓̈̿̓̆̔̀͌̀́̿͑̕̕ņ̸̢̪̠̥̘͔̖̺̹̤̦͈̻͆̏̚͘ͅs̵̘͌͊͌̾̇ȅ̴̡̌̊̅̇̅͝͝c̶̢̤̳̳̞̫̼͍̰̹͇͍̦̐̆͐̒̽̇̐͂͑̋̾̚͝t̴͔͕̻̿͐̽̊́́̈́̄ȩ̴̘̟̱̙̤̳̞͎͕̙̓̈́͋̽͊͂̽͂͑ͅt̴͖͐͂̀͐̽͋̾̀̄͒͂̆͂͛͑́͘ù̵̬͓̤͇̠̤̳̥̬̙͉̼̝͍͐̀͊̓̓͗̎̒̕͝r̸͍̤̲̺̪̰͙̬͉̆̆̈́͋͂͊͊̑͋͒͆͋̚͘͘͝͠ ̴̳͚̯̺̮̽̃̌̈́̾͝ͅa̷̺͍̻̥̅̈́͆͛̈̂d̴̬̳̮̼̖͍̻̤̙͓̙̗̩̦̱̯͆͜ȉ̴͇̣̉̈́̐́̀̄̍͐̽̀̾̃́̈̓̓p̴̡̛̟̌̎͛̐̆͌̀̽̊̋͛̌͘͝i̶̬̱̭̮͔̝̰̪͔͔̋͗͑̒͗͑̈̌́̀̊̄̓̋͘̚ș̷̮̥̝̫͑̓̎͠c̸̳̖̲̣͈̪̹̥͂͊́̀̋̈́͛̈́̆͋̇͘ȋ̷̡̧̧̺̘͖̫͍͖̺̭̤̭̣̄͆̃͌̂̆̋͂͐͗̃̐́̌̈́̿͜n̷̨̛̙͔͚͉̤̥̪̣͓̩̻̈́͑̃́̀̎́̿̿̅̓̉͘͝ǵ̸̠͈̬̲͇͔͙̥̮͎̖͙̤̦̓̊̃̈̃͂͝ ̴̙̫̫͚̮͈̭̋̆́̈́̉̒̄́ȩ̷̢̨̧̲̭͔̭̼̜̺̣̃́̐͆̔͂͛̀̊̏̊̔̉̈́́̄͘l̶̡̧̦͚̫͚͗͒́͋͛̎̊̉̾̍͛͘̕͠͝i̴̜̣̳͖̞̭̖̦͗̎͆̀̈́̽̐͋̊̚ẗ̵̼͇̪̼̗͎̜̿̈̆̒̐̒̑̈͗͐̀͆̍̈́̕̕,̴͔͍̫̹̺̼̮͔̾͐͋̒̔̀̽͂̈́͜͝͠ ̴̡̧̦̤̖̠̹̅̾̊̀̂s̴̬̩̗̯̲͎̰͉̐̔̍̑͂͋̆̐̾̕͜ͅͅͅę̴̭̙̯̖͇̝͉͕̘͖̭̠̠̀̀͑͗̆̐̐ḍ̵̡̢̭̗̞̩̞̿͋̿͒̌̑͗͊̿̎̿͗͜͝͝ ̵̛̗̜̀̾̆̅̋͊̀͘ͅd̸̡̧̝͎͙̟̲͓̪̟̹̔̿̀̾̆͂̍͂͠͝ȏ̶̫̼̟̔͊̊̽̈͛͊̚͝ ̴̧̧̤͔͈̻͉̣̥̩̞͔͎̆̌͐̈́͊͜͠e̷̢̨̧̜̗̰̤̯̱̙͔̫͇̗̩̲͗̇̆ͅȋ̸͖̿̽͐̈́̔̅̓͑͋ų̴̨̧̯͎͓̯̯̜̞̩͓̥͔̮̖̂͐̿̍̌͗͆̽̉̈́͋͘͝͝s̵̜̙͙̻̺͎̱̼̠̮͈̖͋ͅͅm̵̨̨͚̭̻̗̻̟̺͚̠͕̬̣̝̖̍̇͒ơ̴̡̺̯̩̦̥͙͎̈́̈́̏̀̇̈́͌̅̾̽͝͝d̸̢̡̘̲͙͕̪̳̲͇͔̦̱͔̿̒͒̅͝ ̸̡̡̫̬͔̮͎̫̆̉̀͒̈́̌̑͗̂̀̄̉͑̏̓͝t̸̡̛̗̗̹̅̋̎͋͊̓͂͝e̶̛̛̪̬̞̠͈̩̗̱̻̰̹͈͇̫̼̽̈́͊̇́̑̀͠͝m̷͇̞̜̜͕̻̹̞̲͚͇͉͔͓͉͓̽͛͌̏͊̑̂̿p̷̧̧̧̬̬̬̘̦̰͉͖̦̈͐͐̈́͂̈́̕̚͜͝͠o̵̧̧̧̦̯̝͕̙̹̳̒̓̽̊́͋̆̀̑̓͒r̵̢̝̤̒̉͐͛̄̆̀̊̾͋̐̈̈́́́̒͝ ̴̛̜̾̀̿̀̅̎̒̿̕í̷̠̝̹̠̖͓̰̠̰̍̆͑͆n̸̢̧̞͓̭͙̜̼̱̱̮̺̙̈́̀̅̓͌̑̎͑̑̿͘͜͝c̸̛͔̬̱̳̞̻̖̺͉̮̳͇̻̺̗̈́̍̐̆͜͠ͅĩ̸͓̱͈͈̱̳̲̞͔̼͊͐̓̈́̆͛̑̾ͅḑ̵̧̜̣̟̟̼̮̭̋̒i̷̛͉̰̋̃̀͆̓͌͌͝d̸̨̛̜̹̫̗̺̙̎̂̏͌̒̆̈́͘u̷̘͙͉̗̼̪̥̟̰̲̭̻̔̒ņ̸̢̮̹͙̻͇̙̉́͛́̿̿̽͋̀͆̐̈͋̑̕͜͝t̸̟̥̩̞̣͕̙͌͑͐͊͐̀͐ ̵̡̖͔̭̤̗̹̘͇̻͇̯͍̪͐ǘ̸̪̰̥̱̠̈́͝ṭ̴̛̪̞̙̰̩̺̦̹͂̈́͛̏͊̈́͠͝ ̶̢̨̢̛̲̹̩̱͕͖̠̫̲̩̹͚̭̓̍͒͑͋̊̚͜͝ļ̸̳̠͖͖͉̰̀͐̔̈͆̕a̵̹̮̳̖̟̙͗͌̄͊̈̌̄͂͊͋̈́̌͑͝͠b̶̫͍̭̯͎̒̑̈́̋̒̐̈̈́͐͝ō̶̢̨̙̤͖̥̼̙̼̃̊̃̒́̚͠͝ͅͅŗ̸̛͖͓̟̲̑̇́̔͊̾͋̓͛̈́̕̕ė̸̡̘͖̤̗̝͕͈̼̻̖̼̦̬̘̭̮̊̈́̿̾̑̃̊͛̇̈́̑̐̎̃ ̷͙̫̟̤̲̭̖̫͓͎̩̓͑̔̆͐̏̊̒̆̕͜ȩ̶̨̧̠͙̠̤͔̠͉̝́̈́͜ͅt̶̨͙͇͙͚̝͉̬͇̻͈͍̯̖̩̉͋̐̇́̈͒̏́̿̋̉̌̽̕͠ ̵̢̨̯̗̗̻̣̦̰͎̙͙̲̜͎̀̓͑̉̈́̌̔͠͝ͅd̵͈̑̔̈̎̽̅̊̐̈́̋͑̐̎̿͝͝͠o̸̖̪̥͇̱̥̦̳̗̦̖͛͆̏͐̌̒͂́́̊̀͠l̸̨̨̦̳̩͔̤̻̔̈̔͜͝ò̶̢͍̥̗͙͖̝̣̪̖̭̆̃́͝r̶̛̝͓͍̼̙̬̺̈́̑̆̓́̏̏́͆̆͊͘͝͝ͅe̵̝̪̮͖̕ ̵̧͙̗̩͐̏͂͌͆̉̏̄̋̄̚̚͘͝͝m̶̛̬̹̊̾̓̉̋á̶̧̼̥͖͖̫̓̎͂̍͛͋͐̑ͅg̷̢͓͇̯̳̘͖̦̱͉̟̜͈̬͚̀̐̋̓̂̈́̇̾͒̈́͘͘͜n̸̜̱̝̰͕͎̝̤̠̯͌̈̃̊͘a̵̢͉̐͐͋ ̸̫͎̟̝̞̙͆̉͛̓̉͋̿̏̍͌͑̈́̽́̓̏̚ä̷̧̡̩̮̙͕̲̰̟́̌̑̎͑̇̆͜l̴̪͔̯̼̙̓̄̇̽͋́͘͘i̴̢̙̬̻̗̮̙̣͈̩͔͉̟̣͚̅̍͋͜͜q̴̨̨͖͙̜͔̞̣͉̞̥̟̟́̃̾̎͑͂̚ư̸̡͉͎̞͔̣̹̖͖̬͔͖̺̗̥̊̉̎͌͑̒͂̕a̷̡̻̟̠̱̪̜̺̘̥̬͎̤̐̿̔̈́̀̈̍̀̀̈́̈̾̑̕͠.̶͚̼͔̮̻͉̥̊̋͜ ̸͔̭̗̫̯̮͓̏̐̇͂̀̈́̿̃̌͐̑͂Ų̸̡̯͔͔̳͔̺̔̉̏̈̈͊̊͌́͑͗͛̆̾͆͒̕ṫ̸̬̖̀͋̊͑̊̈́͂̔͂́̕͜͝͝ ̴̦̆͊̈́̓͒̅̏̎̊͘͝ȅ̶̛͈̤̳̣̩͂̅͆ǹ̸̢͎̦̲̲͓͎̱̟̕͜͜ĩ̶̢͙͕̜̦̜̈́̎̃̈́̋͐͑̽͐̕m̷̛̛̛̪̻̲͉̖̈̈́̄́̍̕ ̶͎̠̏ă̴̢̰̦̼̤͚͎͊̈́͆͛͌̇̚d̵̛͖̿̿̂̔̀̆̈͒̌͗̌̀͐͠͝͠ ̴̧̛͓̻̦̟̙̼͖̤̼̩̹͋̅̈́̈́́̊̇̈́̉̒͗̈̚͠m̶̡̢͕̘̦̞̲̞̀͛̈́̓̾̎̉́͊̏̕͠͝i̶͖͋͛͐̃̅ǹ̷̡̛̻̒̃̑̊̊̾̑̆̏̆͠͝i̸̩̱͔̱̊̂́̈́͋̎͂̽̿̽͌̓̽͗̋͂̎m̴̡̢͔͇̰̺͚͑̃͆ ̴̛͙͎̳̻̦̐̈̋̐̀̒͊̊͛̄͝͠ͅͅv̵͉̼̜̬͇͙͖̘̱̣̩̮̔̌e̶̺̟̍̈́̊̍̄̒̿͘n̴̡̛͚̗̪̦̖̹̭̼̹̍̿̒̂ͅḯ̸̞̯̯͕̑͋̈́a̴̧̨̧̢̨̛̼̤̳̲͓͍̲̗̫̻͖̓̉̍͒̎͊͊̇̊̎̓͌͊͆ͅm̷̢̛̬̮͇̮̼͚̜̺̥̲̣͚̗͔̎̈̂̆͛̏̑̅̏͌̽̋̀͘̕͝,̸̛͉͇͂͂̆͋̔̐̓̽̄̈̎̔̇ ̶̡̡̡̡̲̗͎͓̱͈̘̼͕͙̬̈́̈́̓̾̇͒̌̅̇̈́͝q̴̛̲́̄̋̂͑̽̃̑̆͊̚͠͠ù̷̝̼̞̭̝̯͐͗̍̈͊͆̊͗̈́̽́͑̅͝ͅi̴̢̪͉̪͍̣͊̇̈́̾̂̐͒̇̔s̸̮̠͓̫̳̳̲̈́̿͗͆͛͋̂̓̉̚̕͘ ̶̞̫̜͚̤̫͍͍͈̞͍̞̓̈́̃̈͋͗̈́̕ͅn̶̫̬̫̹̬̜͎̘̰̥̬̟̯̈́͜o̶͎̓̾́̈̎̔̆͘ṣ̷̡͇̙̳̰̬͎̺̞̑̀̏̈́͌̿͋͆̔͛͘͜͠t̷̡̛͕͙͍̦̮̫͉͑͊̊̓̃́́̐̎̑̿͜͠r̵͓̜̣̗̎̓͒̽͆̓̐͊͊̒͝ư̵̮͈̣̼̮̿͂̏̃̌͛͌̄̽̕͝͝͝͝d̴̪̥̠͍̟͖̜͎͖̹́̂̌̂͊ ̷̛̗̯̒̍̾̽̄̔̎͌̕̕̚͝e̶̗̓̊̒̎͗ẍ̷̨̯͇̬̦͍̮̣̣͇̙̳̝͙́̀̈̎̍̐̈́́͜͠ȩ̴̨̲̗͉̩͙̺͔̪̥̼̤̹͛̾̑̌̈̈̎͝ͅͅř̴̛̙́̾̄̆̽̑̑̿̍̎͊͛̕c̸̢̛̟͔͓͉̋̽̋̔́̄͑́̃͑̀̾̾̀͘̚i̷̛͍̼̮̭̪̗̜͂̏̓̀̽̇̑̍͝t̴̢̠͖̙͚̥̫̓̎ͅâ̸̧̭͙̂͐̂̀́̃̎̍̚͘t̷̢̹̞̀́́͛ī̷̛̞̥̼͈̻͕̹̙̯́̂̈́̄̑͠͝o̵̳̝͔̲̰̭̠͔̲͖̝͒̈̌̈́ͅn̴̛̛̬͍̳̼͓̺̞̩̼̱̘̱͙͗̆̌̇̓͋͒̾͆̀̋̅̚̚͠ͅͅ ̸̡̛̱̦͇̤̟͎͙͉̮̹̮̲̘͖̒̀̒͊̋̎̕͠ü̶͔̆̈́͛͌͌̑̾l̷̢͇̦̪͍̜̟̜̬̝̠̮̱͉̻͖̩̋̇l̵̙̘͌a̸̝͛͐̀̇̀̋͝m̸̲̰͇̪̫̗̙̋̄̿̃̍̄̒͌͂̓̐̚c̵̠̣̼̼̻̼͔̟̜̱͙̏̐̅o̶̬̬̻̣̣̟̎̒͌͗͑̌͌̓͜ ̸͔̪͇̪̟̠̀̈́̓̀̉̉̑͂l̴̨̢̡̧͕̣̙̙͙̞̟̬̣̭̝͚̈̎̐̔̕ą̵̢̯͖̬̺̺̓͒̈̃̂͛̅̋̾̅͑̕b̵͕̦̟̯͍̖̟̱͛̆̋̂̑̚͜ǫ̷̧̦̬̼̬͈̫̮̝̩͒̈́͆̒̋͌͒̾̋̚͜͜͝͝͝ȓ̵̩̣̥͎̗̅ȋ̵̟̃̀͐̈́͗́̉̾̂̊̃͘͠ş̷̢̬̞̩̹̜͍̙̏̃̾͊̍̓͋̓̂̊͊́͜͝ͅ ̷̢̧̨̺̬̖͖̩̣̯̳̹͂̏͗̔͛͐̊̀͑͆̆̀͂͜͝͠ṅ̴͚̲̅i̴̧̨̛̝̩̻̖͕̜͕̟̬̖͗̈́̑̍͝ṣ̶̨͕͍̮̹͉̩̦̗̱̝͉̽̔͐̓̉͛̕͘ì̷̢̢̫͖̖͍̱̙͙̳̪͋̓͑̇̾͂̋̍́̏̾͊͘ ̶̼̗̟̮̟̫̠͎̓͌͛͊̅͋͆͋́̎̏̍u̵͔͆͋̉͊̄͗̄̚̚͝t̷̡̧͖̻̦͍͈̤͈̠̖͛͐̌̎͌̒͆͛́̃̇̒̚͘͠͠͝ ̷̬̲̘͍̯̜̥̓͌̈́̽̓̀̈̀͑͑͗̌́̊ä̴̹̙́͋̍̀̅̄̈̑͊̋́̕͠l̶̡̨͓̹̩͂͛̔̊̂̏̎͌̊̚͝i̶̟̪̪̣̱̐͆q̶̡̧̡̲̠͈͚͍͈͉̥͔͈̱̖̟͒̅͒́̑̓͒̔̒̀̆̚̕̚͝ͅu̷̮͊̋ỉ̵̢̧̘̟̳̟̗̯͉̮̱̤͓͙͛̀̏͘p̴̧̡̪͈̬̻̏́̾̿͗͑̆͐̀͊̀͠ ̵̼̪͚̈́̅̍̂̀̇̓͒̂̆̿́̚ͅȩ̵̙̖͍̼̺͔͔̫̫̲͚͙̓͛́̑̅̋́̆̈́̇̉̆̎̈́̔̽ẋ̴̡̭̤̭̭͗́̀͒̔̆̒̈̈́̕ ̸̡̳̼̤̞̘̣̦̰̱͒̈̃͐̃̍͋̑ͅe̴̹̙̠͙̋͐̔̀̑͜á̴̠͎̼̟̝͙̣̥͖̗̘̞̥̪̓ ̶̡̠̞̤̣̞͈̩̤̙̤̤͕̺̑́c̶̳͓̪̒͛́͋̋͘̕ọ̵̡̫̝̹̻͚̱̫̪̜̜̗͚̏͂̄̑͜͜ͅm̴̠̻̝̣̙̳̠̻̗̯͓̻͕̀̎̆͐̆͜͜m̸̨̗̣̙̯͚̦͓̼̦̯̘͔̎o̶̼̗͗͒̂̍̈͊̔͐͘d̸̢̫̘̂̀̽͒̑͗̃͒̄̏͒̕̕o̶̢̺̼͍͍̜̲̣͙̖̓̋͆̄̑̃̈̾̍̐̕͝ ̸̧̢̼̩̤͈̜̦̹̺̜̀̇́͐̊̌͛͋̿̒c̷̲͓̠̃ò̶͙̞̬̞̗͓̰̬̝͇̀̑̐̂̇̚͠͝n̵͍̽̾̓͐̇̾̂̋̽͒͑̀̎͝s̵̛̪͚̱̤̼̬̪͚͈̾̈́̓͂̾̿͘e̸̻͆̆q̵̢̢͈̹̪̭̠̮̲̜̥͈̠̬̪̯̅̎̓͋͗̋̉̍͒ư̷̦͖͊͗̓́̑̋̋͝a̷̢̨̗̣̜̮̹͕̞͖̞͍̜̮͆͛͑̋̏̓́͛͗̂͒͘̕͠͝ṫ̷͕͜͝.̴̝͖̟̦̹̤͖̦͉̗͍͑̈́̓͑̆̃̀̀̀̚͝͠ͅ ̵̡̧̖͇̙͊͗̈́̑̓̽Ď̵̝͖̹̹̩̹͑̃͊̿̚͝ư̴̢͇͙̬̗̥͗̊͑̋̈́͑͊͌̿͜͠ì̴̛͕͈̔̏͆̓̄͠s̷̢̡̰̪̟͚̺̬̣̱̮̠̗̒̎̎̈̓͛́̃̀͜ ̸̢̮̬̬̬̹̘͕͔͉̳͉̈́͋̉͑̇̂̅̅͘͝ă̷̢̡̛̪̯̦͔̻̳̣̙̪͚̦͓̎͂̈́̐̃̆͂̒̉̚u̵̬̇͆̐́̑̓̒̉t̸͖̳̂ë̷̩̈̿͌͒̇́͊̀̐͂͌͝ ̴̨̨̻͉̫̳̯̲͍̜̕ī̴̞̖̳̗̹̮̞͙̗̲̝̮̬̙̏͊̌̑̐r̸̡̩̊̄͋͂̈́̋͂̿͌̔̏́̃͌̏̂́͜ͅų̷̛̤̭̠͙͉͎̝͔̱̤̩̳͔̩͕͔͛̏̔̏͒̅̑̄̈́̾̔͝r̴̢̯̣̺͉͇̘̥̞͈̦̪͈͚͚̱̈́̓̄̊̂̈̃͘̕̚ę̸̮͔̣̬͍͈͖̮̯̭̮̆̉͌̆̀̄͌̋̍͌͝ ̶͚̪͓͚͊̑̑͊̃̈́͒̇̌̕d̸̩̼̼̫͙̦̥̻̠̜͓̥͚̯̮̠͓̓̈͗̿̏̆̇̑̇̃̚͝o̸̫̜̼̻̲̳͔̱̮̖̙̤̲͉̽́̓̅͛̅̊̽̓͛̈́̈́̈̽͝l̵̢̉̓̋̓͐̃͊͐͂̆̔͒͂̈́̔̐̚ȍ̸̢̹̝̫̱̳ͅŕ̷̟̼̫͍̗̓̃̈́͝͠ ̸̩͖̲̝̌͐͊̾̏̆̈́i̴̞̺̅̍̀͜n̷̘͓̥̿̈́̂̔̀̿́ ̵͖͇̤̫̘̓̊͜r̴̛̗͐́̾͐͐̽̆̐͛̓̅͝͝ẻ̸͚̅́͋̋̇̐̕p̶̱̘͖̟͙͎͉͊̒́͌̑̓r̵̢̨͚͈̊̔̌̄ę̸̙̮̻͔͈̪̖̪̝̊̄̽̏͋̀̇̊͊͘̚͝͠h̴̖̱̍̎͑͛͒̔́ȩ̸͉͉̮̠̲̹͌̑̄ͅn̵͚͚̘͕͕̾͒͂̉͆͐̀̉̀̍͠ͅd̵̢̟͉̦̱̥̰̓͑͐͌͌͐̀̾͛̀͒͝͝͠͝ě̵̡͖̙̫͈͖͖̣̙̏͜͝r̸̨̛͎̝̹͖̦͍͈̞̦͎̙̈́̍̇̑͋̏͛͊̉͝ĭ̴̧̤͉̫̔̀̋͑̉̋̑̇͌̿̑͘͝͝ṯ̸̰̘̹̞̬̯̱̦̠̱̤̥̣͋ ̵̠̂̑̄̒̉̏̓͋̈́̔̚ͅi̷̛͕̰̟̰͉̝͍̽̀͑̆̀̊͋̒̎̔̑͑͆͌͝n̵̲̩̘̥̤̗̝̜͙͐̾̈̍̿̒̏̕͜͝ͅͅ ̷͉̮̠̼̦͖̭̓͋̇v̴̨̛͚͎̟̻̲̘͖̞͍̞͙͌̋̀̍̉̃ọ̷̧̡̤̥̬̣͖͔͌̒̉͗͂̆̑̿͌̃͌͆͊ͅl̴̲̘͓̋̿́̉̃̚͝ų̸̨̧̲̯̦̼̩̪͉̯͚̥̥̆̓̆͐͐̓͗̚p̷̯̤̥̊́̂̈́t̵̡̧̡̛̯̲͚̭̩̦̩͓͙͌̀͆̔̓̒̓͑̄̅̚͝͝a̴̩͇̘̗̜̥̣̘͋͠t̴͓̣̱͎̘̫̤̘̭̲̖̪̳̞͍̮̱̀̇͂̋̃̒̿̏̽̄̉̒̓̈́̃̕͠e̷̡̯̗̙͚̹̰͖̝͚̔̆̀̽̀͂̾̇͆̐̃͐̉̕̚̚͝ ̷̡̨̣̝̯̖͕̝͈̭͇̆̈̀́̃͊̂̇͗̏͌̔̂̕͝v̴̨̧̡̙͈̖͍̳̫̥̪͓̱̱̻͈̓̀̋̐̎̍̃̈́͠ȩ̴̧̭̪̤̯͍̦̲̩̱͖͍̞͂̊̃͛̆̊͗̿͆͋̄̿̅͠͝ͅļ̴̫̦͉̯̼̆i̸̡͙̲͍̤̗̜̍̀ţ̷̙͎̝̰̫̹͓̲̬̯̟̗͎̲̅̒̅͊̀̐̊́̽̓́͊̿͘͝ ̵̨̯͔͉̪̺̱̐̆̌̈́̈̇͋̔͗̕e̷̱̹͍̠̦̘͉̠̘̹̼̱͇̪͚͌̇̀͛̓͗̓̀͆͒̓̕͘͠ş̷͕̫̠̥̲̔̒͛͋͊͌̋̚s̴̢̛͇̙̹̮̉́e̴͚̬͙͐̅̊̔̉̋̑̉̔̎͐̚͠ ̶̢̨̲̰͖̱͈̗̘̱̪̫͌̀̉̿̑͑̚̚͜c̶͇̭̦̯̰̜̪̤̘͓̱͍̗͉̣͕͌̀̿̈́͐̊̉̽̓̿͛̆̐̕̕̚͝ͅḭ̶̧̛͙̠̟̼̥͖͚͎͉̀͆̓̇͋̀͑͘͠l̸̗͖̦̦̭̮̩̗̲̮̿͝l̵͓̹̺̺͇͈̘̟͔͓͝ͅṵ̸̙̣͔͔͇͈̘̈́̃͒̕͝ͅͅm̸̛͖̈́̃̅́͌̽̿̋͝͝ ̷̼͓͊̿́̈́̈́̀͋̈́͠d̶̡̢̡͓̜̜̦͖̄̈́̔̊̓̂̓̈́̏͆͂́͝͝o̶̧͎͙͉̼̻͉̙̳̭̥̥̖̓̾̃̃ļ̴̡̧͕͍̩̲̗̲͙̖̀̂̽͒̄͛̀̎́̓̍͝ͅŏ̸̡͇͉͓͓̞̟̦͔͆͜ŗ̶̡̥̜͍͎̩̞̮̫̾͗̆͝è̷̛̫̤̜̘̻͓̞͗̂̈́̊̐͐̑̀̃̊̊̀̊͊̕ͅ ̸̡̛̛̭̩̻̼̭̩̖̰͓̔̀̀̏͜ͅe̷̡̳̣̙͑̅̈̈́̏̀̅̇̕͠ư̶̙̬͕̗̫̞̜̲͕̭͉͕̱̤̲̎͑̂͊͛̽͠ ̷͈̹̠͈̗̀͋́͗̏f̸̧̻̃͆̿́̈́͊̀̄ū̷͓͙͓͈̿̈́̊̂̚̕͝ģ̵̹̥̟̙͓̻̻̯̠̦̦̳̻̪̋̃̊͠i̶̡̛̠̬̙̤̟͚̜̞̰̼͕͖͖͚̐̉̀́͋͆̑̂͜ͅa̷͓͉̞̙̺̪̲͚̩̫̝̲̓̎̇̒͂́̊̐͠t̷̨̝̊̐̌̿̽̈́̔ ̶̙̺̘̗͕̈́́̅͂͆n̸̢͎̰̲͈͔̦͉̬̥͕̜̞͉̔̄̈́̈́̉͌́̌̔̈́̃̌́̆̿̚͝ų̸̧͖͔̻͓͓̘̻̫̗̞̬̑̀̏̍̀͆͐̓̐́́͝ļ̴̣̱̦͖̝̪̆͊͗̀̈̎̽̒͛̋̕͘͜l̶̛̺̲̼͍͈̼̪͖̜̰͖̹̪̹̹̝͕͋́̉͂́̉͑̊̏͑͝á̵̢̨̪̲̠͓̙̫͓̯̦̻̪̳͓̈́͜ ̵̧̨̢̧̛̲͚̼̘̱̻̠͈͈͗͋̿̾͛̔͘͝ͅp̷̧̪̻̦̳͔̟̯̞̞̩̺̌̀̓́̌͒̓͑̚͜͝ͅą̵̳̣͚͍̝̬̺̠͙̲̭̙͍̒̋͂̀̕̚͝ͅȑ̵̛̗̲̬̠͔͍͕͇̈́̆̏̿͐̉̿͊̏̌͒͝͠ͅi̷̤̓̍̄a̴̠̟̥̱͍̼͔̲̺̗͕̾͂̈́̓̿̚͝͝ͅẗ̸̢̺̟̰͔̺͈̫̰͇̙̤̗͔͋͜͠ͅu̸̩̞̘͂͐̊̀̅̌̒̑͑̓̈̚͝ŗ̶̗̝̣̈̔̄́̍͋̐͊̚̚̕͜.̸̨̱͓̻̜͕̝͚́̀͒͑̽̇͛̂̓ͅ ̴̨͖͇̦̻̠̦̖̼͒Ệ̸̹͇̠̟̣͓̖͙̞͈͈̺̆̋̔͛̍͜x̴̡͖̭̠̮̲̘̭̆͋c̶̢͚͇͚͓̳̠̖̝͍̥͈̻͚͍̣̋̓̔͑͌̆̽̇͆̀͂͛̕͝e̴͈̫̤̙͕͖̭͑̏̈́͒͋̌͛́͑̈̅͂̕p̷̡̣͈̦̯͖̱̬̝̘̲̞̟̘̠͔̈́̉̽̔̕͠ţ̵̡͙̫͎̱̩͚̼̫̝̳̞͕̖̕ê̸͔̣̦̲͙͔̤̞̤̙ù̵̝̫̠̣̣̉̒̈̌͂͑̑̈́͌̀̔́̚̕ṛ̴̡͉͈̻̠̯͕̻͈̩̖̹̳͕̉ ̷̧̡̗̬͇̦̦͓͓̤͇̦̬̖̈̎̓̈̈́̅̅̈́̇͝͝s̷̰̲̅̏̍̌̒̈́̆̈́̿͛͝͠i̷̢̨͈͕͈̖͖̳̜̹͓̖̝͂̍̌̄̚͝ņ̶̨̛̫̻͎̥̝̝̥͎̝̘̖̤̙̖̭̏̔̈͒́̃̑̀̂͌͊̕͝t̴̮̻̞͓̲̥̻̩̲͇̰̙͓͍̺̞͌̇̇̔̀̈́̃͂̈͜͝ ̵̨̞̘̲̝̒̏̂̇̊ǫ̸̻̠̮̣̺̗̰͉͇̟͔̪̍̈̍͜c̷̨̥̦̭̯̭͎̠̅̃̐̏̒̑̂͂͑̈́̚̚͝͠c̶͖͛̊̄̇̒̽a̶̧̤̪̺̫̭͈̱̣̥̙̜̞̤̗̝͋́͆̒̊̎̉̈̉͆̎̓̋͝͝e̸̢̙̳̳̪̎̂̈́̀̂̓̑́̊̎͐̎̇́̈́̔c̷̡̯͈͈͎͓̮̺̣͎͇̀̾̀̎̄́̽͗̈́̚a̵̢̹͌͋͌ͅṯ̶͍̪̦̝̤̦̾͒͗ ̶̧͉̯̱͈̟̲͋̎̀̆͊͌͆͜c̵̨̪̳̣̯̳͇̻̥͓̄͗͋̓̆͋́͋̂́̉͆̄̈́̕̕͝ų̸̱̞̳̫͍̭̰̖̑̀̊͛̀̀̽͊̅̾͜p̴̡̤̣̮̙͕͚̝̯̫͓̄̏͜ȋ̸̳̝̖̆́̂̃͗̊͠ḑ̴͙̟̪̱͎͗̄̽̇̚å̸̧̧̟͓̘̹͉͑͋̒͂̈́̈́̋̃̽̓͊̈́͊͝t̸̘͖̼̝̖͚̲̎̓͝͝a̷̻̪̟͚̲̙̪̋͊̔́̓̀̀̓̿͐̒̌̃̽̍̂t̸͉̲͇́͋̊͐̂̈́̈͋͌̽̀̍̕ ̵̬̝̫̫̮͙͋̄̐̊̈́̒̒̆̊̋͊͝n̸̳̫͙͖̫̊́̓̈́̐̃̒̓̌̎̿̂̐͑̿̾͝o̷̤͔̥̞͐̈́̔̓̄̈́̏̕͝n̴̡̛̲̙̳͈̫̱̩͎̳̟͉̑̓̇ ̸̨̡̬̞̭̜͓͉͉̃̊̎͘͝ṗ̸͖͈̪̣͔̆̕̕r̶̨͈̞̝̲͎̪͈̯̺̫͖̤̲͋͊͆̀͒͒͜͠o̸̡̡͈̪̺̳͂̏̄͆͜͜͝i̵̧͓̠̮͇̣̜̜͕̜͈͓͛̅͌̍͑̾́̂̀̀͝ͅḍ̷̨̳͔̭̍̀́̈́̈̓͆̄͋̑̊̈̌̄̕͜͝͠é̶͔̝̙͚̖͒̈́́̊̑̈̑̔͑̓̿̑̕̚͝ņ̴̢̛͚̩͙̫͖̲̯̯̦͑̂̓̄͂́̎͋̃͐́̿̑͝͠ţ̸̧͎̤͎̲̯̯̬̘̫̦̗̯̜̍,̵̢̪̜̲͍̳̬͈̽̋̈́̌̔͛̅̐̓͑̔̀̆̄͝ ̷̡̖̹̤̰͔͉͈͉̘̪̑̽͒̾͝s̵̡͉̻͔̝̖̗͙̥̣̫͎̺̣͕͛̏̄̏̔̂͛̒͒͆͠ͅͅu̴̗̰̓͌̌͌͗̆̉̆͑̀͒̈́̈́̓̏̚͠n̷̢̧̢̧̛̙̥̰̻̲̹̯̱̝͕̗̊̀̀̍̀̑̇̀͂̆̓ͅt̸͔̻̮͖̱̻͈̘̋̀͒̌̏͊̚͜ ̷̡̢̗̝͔̭̤̺̻͉̮̪͓̪̏ĩ̶̳͚̼͍̝̠͈͊͋̈́̆̋̄̆̔̆͋͑̔̊͘͜͠n̵̛͓̮͎͚͕̙̪͉̫̙̜̘͉̺̈̈̀́̈́͆̓̐̚̕̚͠͠ ̸̡̡̡̨̧̲̩̥̬͍̫̟̳͋͒̎͑͌̒́̓͘ͅͅc̴̡̣͖͍͈͖͔͍͉̠͈̎̄͗̂͊̈́̇̋͒̇͆̈̋ù̵̡͉͈̠̰̗̀̑̽̌̃̂͐͗͒̕l̷̳͕̼̮̙̱̱̞̤̪̿̈́̐̓̇̌̋̒̀ͅp̸̨̡͚̪͖͉͙͇͓͕̠̠̫̌̀͗̇́̀̓̓͛͐̆͂̊̾͝ͅa̵̡̲͚̼̗̩̺̱̘̹͇̣̲͒̈́͗̂͐͋͒͋̂̓͌̌̀̽̋͜͠ͅ ̴̟͈̪̺͈͍̼̱̬̙̪͓̿̍̃̆̈́̚͘̕͜͠ͅq̷̬̖̽̈́́̃̐̿͝ư̴̭̹͇̬̞̬̼̙̤̻̈́͛̉͑̆͊̄̿͋̑̑̒͒̊ͅí̸̭͙̩͕͈͑̌̉̾̑̽̈́͒̍̉̓͒̾̌͜͝͝ ̸̛͚̞̺̼͓̹͖͍̑͐͗̅̇͊̀̎̀̚͝͠ȍ̵̡̪̜̩͚̠͕̭̖̓̓̇̚͝f̶̡̫̤̲͔̮̪͙͙̥̮̮̔͛̂̄͝ͅf̴̬͚͖̫̠͊͋̄̐̌i̴̧̧̛͖̮̰̰͙̠͔͇̜͌̏́͗̿́̀͗̓͆̅̀̆̾̓̕ć̷̻͚̠̠͕̗̯̠̜̩̯͔̠̿́̕͜͜i̴̠̮̱̩̰͗̋̿͊͂͂̚͝͝ͅa̸͔͒ ̴͔̿̔̅̀͠ͅḏ̷̼̯͒͗̋͋͒͠͝e̶̢̢̬̪̱̭̱͇̞͙̩̭͚̮̮̼̋͋̃͜s̴͈̮̘̞͙̞͌̅̂̒͛͊̍͒͌ͅę̶̧̡̡̘̖̦̱̱̠̪͉̼̞̔̾̀̏́̽͊̋́̾́̕̚͜͝͝͝r̷̘̩̿͆͐̀̂͒̋̉̓͋̊͂̎̌́ų̴͖̖͍͓̘̗͈̯̲̀̑̾̂̑̈́̅̆̂̍͘͜n̵̡̧̛̳̣͖̙̹͉̭̞̜̺͑͋̈́̽̄͊̾̈̋́͘̕͘͠t̴̘̆̂̿̿̒͘ ̸̢͖̳͉̫̦͇͉͇̝͑ͅm̶͍̩̳̱̞̺̬̜̺̘̖͈̥͓̫̈́̔̑̏̄͒͘͝ö̴̡͖͓̤́̀̋̇̈̈̊́ļ̵̝̝̝̻͇̺̼̱̮̣̭̳̺̰̅͋͆͆̚l̴̢̛̠͖̗̲̖͕̗̘̥̙̤̬̩̜̺̊͐͊̾͑̉́̋̃̋̈́́̚̕ï̴͔̤̥̖̲̥̘̥͕̭̭͇͕̳̖͚t̶̛̮̦̖̟̩̂͑̆̀͐̎̓̕̚͜͝͝ ̸̲̙̰̬̉̃̾̈́̈́̅͋́̀̿͂̂͋̊̐̚̕a̷̡̧̢͇͖͖̞͙̯͈͐̿̔͌n̴̨̨̠̜̖̖͍͚̼̮͚̝̲̱̈̌̃̿̕͝i̴̧̛̙͎̼̥͓̤̖̗̱̫̼̞͆͐͂̐́̕̚͝m̶̨̛̖̤͎͉̯̳̗̝̦̰͙̤̜̭̖̾ ̸̧̢͈̱̝͎͚̜̲̲̰͓̤̠͋̓̐̀͌̄̚̕͜͜͠͠͠͝͠ȉ̷̧̛̼̩͎͉͔̣̳̞̰̣̦͓͎̟̹̬͌̓͐̐͊̄̈́͊̍̿̚d̴͉̻͓̥̦̙̄̀̆̐̅̿̆̊͗̈́ͅ ̶̨̢̲̱͎̝͖̠̫̺̑̊̆̅̈͒̿́̃̑̕͜ͅè̴̮̪̟̟̉̅̾s̸̹͖̗̍̇̂͘ͅt̸̡͇̃̓̔̋́̄̐̅͌͂͒̉͋͗͗͘ ̴̧̢͍̱̝̘̬̠͙̯͕̹͕̱̖̻̎̍̽̄̚ͅļ̷̻̟̲͎͎̗̳͓̈́͊̾́̿̓̾͘a̶̧̧̨̬̞̺̪̬̪̗͕͖̫̱̮̮̩̾̇͋̓̒͌̃͘̚b̴̙̻̫͈̠̳͓̈́̈́̊̈́̌̑̌̀̏o̷͉͂͑͊̽͛͒́͗̒̀̈̄̔̎͘͠ṟ̵̟͚̝̱͖̘̂͗̈́̀͑́̒̾̆͒͆͗̋́́̂ȕ̸̢͉͓͒m̵̨̪͖̙̱͍͕̮͚̣͇͓̯̠̪͍͐̑̈́̋́̑͆̋̅̋͌̽̿͠͝.̴̨͉̖̤̪͔̙͉̙͚͕̔̀̕ͅ

 

Latias: Okay, yep, I’m running, I’m running! 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Come and face me, little runts! Come and face a god! 

 

Latios: This guy’s insane!

 

Latias: I can tell! 

 

Latios: Latias, are you hitting Mach?

 

Latias: Of course! How is this guy keeping up!?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: My flesh does not succumb to weakness. Yours, on the other hand… it’s quite easy to tear! 

 

Latios: Latias, watch for any stray debris not covered in void!

 

Latias: Why… oh! That’s smart.

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: No interference can save you now! Your bodies shall act as lures for the rest, and I shall reign supreme over the pantheon of reality! 

 

Latias: Huh, didn’t realize we were that high and mighty… oh, a support beam, twelve o’clock!

 

Latios: Already on it… on three… 

 

Latias: Now!

 

Latios: …

 

Latias: There it goes… why did you want us to blow that up?

 

Latios: Because, it falls over.

 

Latias: So…? 

 

Latios: Watch.

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Grah! What is…

 

Latios: A small patch not infected by void, should stop him for a second. Come on, let's...

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Your puny traps can’t ensnare me forever, mortal!

 

Latias: He just…!

 

Latios: …Sent that beam to kingdom come. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: I see I need to change tactics. My current plan has too many annoyances... Perhaps this shall suffice… it’s a trait I have leftover from my creator… and as much as it pains me… it shall allow me to make this quick. 

 

Latios: No attack can down us forever, y’know. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Oh, I know. And I know that I don’t need to attack you… I simply need to destroy you.

 

Latios: And how do you expect to do that without attacking?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: With this, obviously. 

 

Latias: Bro, watch out, that’s Dark Void!

 

Latios: I know, I’m dodging, sis! 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Hahaha… HAHAHAHAHAHA! This is so much fun! Catch the bug, ensnare it in the spider’s web… yes… trap it… prolong the suffering of its last moments… pain it with the escape that's so close yet so far… 

 

Latias: Bro!

Latios: N̶̛̖͚͍͖̠̠̞͓͍̯͉̠͖̭̝̥͖̓̂̉̍͂͗͌̕̕ó̵̧̘̬̪͉͎̲̲͓̮̰̝͒͑͆̈̈̀̚…̴̡͎̯͈͕̲͓͓̱̗̐̓̂̋̈́͒͊̅̔̆͊̀͑ ̶̘̍̾̏̏̏̿͒̔͗̈́́̀̕i̷̡͔̓̀͌̏͗̂̃͆̕̕͠ť̶͒͑͒̽͛̂̆̒̀͂͘͠ͅ…̸̢̡̡̨͔̝̮̩̣̌̆̌̽̏̂ͅͅ ̸̡̻̯̼̦͌̀͑͆͑̅̊̐̒̅͌̾́̆͝

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Yes… sleep… for I shall sleep no more… and you have killed sleep. Sleep shall kill, as it shall consume all who dare enter its domain…

 

Latios: …

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Remember… yes… memories in a vision… so far away and yet so familiar… grasping at your heartstrings… don’t they hurt? 

 

Latios: 

 

Latias: Bro!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Oh, girl… your brother is far out of sight… and besides, it’s rather rude to ignore the rest of the family gathering… 

 

Latias: What do you…?

 

M̴̡͈̤̜̊͗̀͂̀̐̀͘͜ơ̷̢̳̰͋̽̔͂̊̐͗̽̔̐̿͘̚t̴̟͈̮̩͍̖̥̮̝͓̫͇̩̒̅̎ͅḣ̵̫͉̬̱̌̇̒̈́̿̿̊̀͘̚͝ͅę̸̟̞̦́̃̐̌̋̕r̶̢̡̛͇̣̹̰͔͔͙̥̝͎͒̂̋́̈́̾̾̄̀͌̋̀̌̂͒̚ͅͅ: It has… been so long… 

 

Latias: What… how… how are they…? 

 

F̶̡̛̙͚̲̭̙̮̝̹̦͍͙̃̾̃̆̓̽̒͒̉͊̈́͝á̴̧̪͈̳̝̪͓̱̹͎͖͐͐͂̈́́̀̀͌̉͒̚͝t̶̡̻̹̳̟̏̋̄́͗̌͐͊̉̎̓̐̏̚̕ͅh̵̢̨̛̯̣̳̼̽̃̑̒̏̈́̏̊̈́̒̍͝͝ͅͅe̸̡̛͙̯̞̙͈̬̍̆͛̀̅̄͒͊̕͘̚͜ͅr̸̢͖̺̐́̓̕̕͜͝: A failure as always. Can never fly properly… always tilting, always flying strangely… 

 

M̴̡͈̤̜̊͗̀͂̀̐̀͘͜ơ̷̢̳̰͋̽̔͂̊̐͗̽̔̐̿͘̚t̴̟͈̮̩͍̖̥̮̝͓̫͇̩̒̅̎ͅḣ̵̫͉̬̱̌̇̒̈́̿̿̊̀͘̚͝ͅę̸̟̞̦́̃̐̌̋̕r̶̢̡̛͇̣̹̰͔͔͙̥̝͎͒̂̋́̈́̾̾̄̀͌̋̀̌̂͒̚ͅͅ: He’s just growing, they say. He’s grown far enough to know how naive that train of thought is. 

 

Latias: These voices…

 

F̶̡̛̙͚̲̭̙̮̝̹̦͍͙̃̾̃̆̓̽̒͒̉͊̈́͝á̴̧̪͈̳̝̪͓̱̹͎͖͐͐͂̈́́̀̀͌̉͒̚͝t̶̡̻̹̳̟̏̋̄́͗̌͐͊̉̎̓̐̏̚̕ͅh̵̢̨̛̯̣̳̼̽̃̑̒̏̈́̏̊̈́̒̍͝͝ͅͅe̸̡̛͙̯̞̙͈̬̍̆͛̀̅̄͒͊̕͘̚͜ͅr̸̢͖̺̐́̓̕̕͜͝: And don’t think we’re forgetting about you… the girl to shy to greet her herd mates… the girl to shy to have the courtesy of making her own family look somewhat respectable!

 

M̴̡͈̤̜̊͗̀͂̀̐̀͘͜ơ̷̢̳̰͋̽̔͂̊̐͗̽̔̐̿͘̚t̴̟͈̮̩͍̖̥̮̝͓̫͇̩̒̅̎ͅḣ̵̫͉̬̱̌̇̒̈́̿̿̊̀͘̚͝ͅę̸̟̞̦́̃̐̌̋̕r̶̢̡̛͇̣̹̰͔͔͙̥̝͎͒̂̋́̈́̾̾̄̀͌̋̀̌̂͒̚ͅͅ: A blemish on our lineage! A millennia we’ll have to put up with you, you pathetic waste… 

 

F̶̡̛̙͚̲̭̙̮̝̹̦͍͙̃̾̃̆̓̽̒͒̉͊̈́͝á̴̧̪͈̳̝̪͓̱̹͎͖͐͐͂̈́́̀̀͌̉͒̚͝t̶̡̻̹̳̟̏̋̄́͗̌͐͊̉̎̓̐̏̚̕ͅh̵̢̨̛̯̣̳̼̽̃̑̒̏̈́̏̊̈́̒̍͝͝ͅͅe̸̡̛͙̯̞̙͈̬̍̆͛̀̅̄͒͊̕͘̚͜ͅr̸̢͖̺̐́̓̕̕͜͝: We could just start again… but of course… we'd need to… replace the old with the new. 

 

Latias: This is… impossible… but I don’t… remember…

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Dreams never forget the things you tuck away in the back of your subconscious, girl. They, however, have the courtesy to pretend like it never happened. Nightmares, however…?

 

F̶̡̛̙͚̲̭̙̮̝̹̦͍͙̃̾̃̆̓̽̒͒̉͊̈́͝á̴̧̪͈̳̝̪͓̱̹͎͖͐͐͂̈́́̀̀͌̉͒̚͝t̶̡̻̹̳̟̏̋̄́͗̌͐͊̉̎̓̐̏̚̕ͅh̵̢̨̛̯̣̳̼̽̃̑̒̏̈́̏̊̈́̒̍͝͝ͅͅe̸̡̛͙̯̞̙͈̬̍̆͛̀̅̄͒͊̕͘̚͜ͅr̸̢͖̺̐́̓̕̕͜͝: Yes… perhaps… while they’re still young. 

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Nightmares make your pain real. 

 

Latias: This… but I remember them… they were kind… they treated us well!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Or is that just what you tell yourself? Are your dreams meddling with your subconscious, perhaps? Tricking you into looking through everything with a coat of sugar and sprinkles on top? Or perhaps… 

 

Latias: Be quiet! I don’t care! Just… just shut up.

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: You need to face the real world, girl. You need…

 

Latias: You’re one to talk! All you’ve been doing is hiding beyond illusions and fears… you’re no better than I am!

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: That’s the difference between you and I. The circumstances of my creation force me to be a construct of your imagination. I have no form of my own, and so I must manipulate it in order to ensure my existence. 

 

Latias: So why are you spouting this when you…

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: Because, Latias. That’s exactly the game. Do you really think I believe in anything? I only care about destruction… revenge, as it were. I can tackle philosophy any day… but no philosophy is universally correct. There’s always exceptions and alternatives… 

 

Latias: So what’s your goal then? Get in my head? Mess me up? Try to convince me to join you?

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: I suppose. You’ll die like all of the others, in the end… but what can I say? Sometimes, the food is best eaten after it’s played with first. 

 

F̶̡̛̙͚̲̭̙̮̝̹̦͍͙̃̾̃̆̓̽̒͒̉͊̈́͝á̴̧̪͈̳̝̪͓̱̹͎͖͐͐͂̈́́̀̀͌̉͒̚͝t̶̡̻̹̳̟̏̋̄́͗̌͐͊̉̎̓̐̏̚̕ͅh̵̢̨̛̯̣̳̼̽̃̑̒̏̈́̏̊̈́̒̍͝͝ͅͅe̸̡̛͙̯̞̙͈̬̍̆͛̀̅̄͒͊̕͘̚͜ͅr̸̢͖̺̐́̓̕̕͜͝: Latias… 

 

Latias: …

 

D̵̘̎̀̏̄̈͑̅͘͝ā̷͕̰̞̣͈̋͌͐̀͐́̽̋̕̚͝ͅr̵̨̭͎̮̯̥̩̻̪̤̈̅͆͆k̶̘̲̬̼̜͊̈́̀̃̽͐̏̄̈͘̕r̵̢̡̢̢̪̹̪̼̯̠̺̫̼̻̯̝̊̄͊͘a̵̓̐̍̓͜͝i: …Come. I shall humor myself once more before the downfall of your kind is made inevitable. 

 

Latias: What the… this is…

 

Ȩ̸̙͉̟̭̳̪̗͎̙̣̀̀̐̑̈́̓̌͛͂̊̏̂͠n̶̛̬͇͇̲͚̙̗̙̹̲̙̦̱͔̼̐͛̐͌̐͛̆̈́͒͆̆͝ͅt̶̨̛̩̺̗̩̪̞͕̯͙̭̭̗͙̫̪͛͌̐̐̆́͐͐͊̕r̸͇̼̼͚͉̖̭̙͍̱͕͕̾͆ớ̷̮̼͈̂͑̊͑̀͆͗̋͠p̶̛͎̱̿̅̿̈́̇͊͛̆̇̃́̆̀̽̚͝ȳ̶͎͍̼͔͈͎̬͕͚̥̓͒͆͗̐̚: Yes, simple teleportation. You should have learned that by now. 

 

Latias: What are you planning?

 

Ȩ̸̙͉̟̭̳̪̗͎̙̣̀̀̐̑̈́̓̌͛͂̊̏̂͠n̶̛̬͇͇̲͚̙̗̙̹̲̙̦̱͔̼̐͛̐͌̐͛̆̈́͒͆̆͝ͅt̶̨̛̩̺̗̩̪̞͕̯͙̭̭̗͙̫̪͛͌̐̐̆́͐͐͊̕r̸͇̼̼͚͉̖̭̙͍̱͕͕̾͆ớ̷̮̼͈̂͑̊͑̀͆͗̋͠p̶̛͎̱̿̅̿̈́̇͊͛̆̇̃́̆̀̽̚͝ȳ̶͎͍̼͔͈͎̬͕͚̥̓͒͆͗̐̚: Total dominion over all, obviously. But if you mean in the short term… look to your left. 

 

Latias: …That is… a Pokemon?

 

Ȩ̸̙͉̟̭̳̪̗͎̙̣̀̀̐̑̈́̓̌͛͂̊̏̂͠n̶̛̬͇͇̲͚̙̗̙̹̲̙̦̱͔̼̐͛̐͌̐͛̆̈́͒͆̆͝ͅt̶̨̛̩̺̗̩̪̞͕̯͙̭̭̗͙̫̪͛͌̐̐̆́͐͐͊̕r̸͇̼̼͚͉̖̭̙͍̱͕͕̾͆ớ̷̮̼͈̂͑̊͑̀͆͗̋͠p̶̛͎̱̿̅̿̈́̇͊͛̆̇̃́̆̀̽̚͝ȳ̶͎͍̼͔͈͎̬͕͚̥̓͒͆͗̐̚: Yes… the researchers here… I believe they called it Type: Null. A most remarkable Pokemon… designed as a “Beast Killer” and iced before they got to serve their potential out to the fullest. It’s rather cutthroat, don’t you think?

Latias: …

 

Ȩ̸̙͉̟̭̳̪̗͎̙̣̀̀̐̑̈́̓̌͛͂̊̏̂͠n̶̛̬͇͇̲͚̙̗̙̹̲̙̦̱͔̼̐͛̐͌̐͛̆̈́͒͆̆͝ͅt̶̨̛̩̺̗̩̪̞͕̯͙̭̭̗͙̫̪͛͌̐̐̆́͐͐͊̕r̸͇̼̼͚͉̖̭̙͍̱͕͕̾͆ớ̷̮̼͈̂͑̊͑̀͆͗̋͠p̶̛͎̱̿̅̿̈́̇͊͛̆̇̃́̆̀̽̚͝ȳ̶͎͍̼͔͈͎̬͕͚̥̓͒͆͗̐̚: That’s exactly why it’s my perfect vessel . 

 

Latias: Its mask! You’ve… 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Removed it. I must ensure no weaknesses halt me as I shred your flesh into scraps and your mind into oblivion. 

 

Latias: Heh! You think you can...

 

Latias: Woah! What!? This fighting speed…

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: My powers boost this vessel beyond compare. Your flesh hinders you. There is nothing to hinder that which is a machine. 

 

Latias: Flesh this, mind that… I think you need to learn a little about mortality!

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Mortality is for the weak, a promise meant to be broken. I shall shatter whatever vows your pitiful lives can make. 

 

Latias: So poetical… was your pops like this?

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: You dare…!?

 

Latias: Sounds like someone’s still hung up about their mortality.

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: You shall suffer for this!

 

Latias: Already used that one. Try again. 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Once I upload my consciousness into the data stream, you shall live to regret those words! 

 

Latias: I thought you said I was dying… or… awww… Do you want me to win? I didn’t know you had a soft spot. 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Silence! Die! 

 

Latias; …Geez, close one… you need to watch where you’re aiming… one wrong claw and you could take someone’s eye out. 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: …

 

Latias: But is it just me, or…?

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: My upload shall not be interrupted. If you intend to interfere, then I shall teach you oblivion. 

 

Latias: Yeah, but the thing is… if you’re uploading yourself into whatever… then is that a copy of you, or…?

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: …

 

Latias: No… you’re too self-centered for that. You’d probably be uploading yourself, which means you can’t coexist within two separate forms. And you clearly aren’t uploading into Silvally, you’re just controlling it like a puppet… so… 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: You think you’re clever? Then let me ask you this. I am everything, and yet I become nothing. I can think, and yet I can never be felt. I can convince myself of everything, but can’t convince the world of anything. What am I? 

 

Latias: That’s a simple one… it’s the mind. The consciousness. Our way of thinking.

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Exactly. 

 

Latias; And why did you feel the need to ask me that? 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: I have many reasons, but I need not have to tell you. 

 

Latias: …

 

Latias: Checkmate.

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: What?

 

Latias: Your claws were smashing floor tiles to pulp. Now you’re only scratching them. Your consciousness is weakening the more you upload yourself, which means… one good shot in the dark…

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: You intend to destroy my upload terminal? Impossible. It’s out of sight and out of mind. It is nowhere your attacks can reach. What chance do you have? 

 

Latias: Snowball’s chance on Heatran’s back. But what I do know is this… 

 

Latias: You don’t get anywhere without some kind of blind luck, eh?  Fire! 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: …

 

Latias; …

 

Latias: …Did I…? 

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓̄ͅ: This is… that should be… urgh!

 

Latias: Sounds like I hurt something, then.

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Luck… how is this possible… no one should be able to win with something so blind… 

 

Latias; I guess it’s just called the indomitable mortal spirit. You should try it sometime.

 

S̶̖̗̹̥͎͗̈́̏̏̔̆̀i̴̡̛̯̻̗̗͎̻͙͕̥̋̉͆͑̒̅̌̓̚͝l̸̢̢̨̛͔̬̰̫̄͊̈́́̉̆̐͛̎̉̒̏̔̎̽͘͜v̶͎̜̫̤̲̊̽̀́͋ą̵̧̢̛͎̤̣̹̭̫͙̬̗͕̄̃͊̒̎̑̅̕̚l̵̜͚̓̈̀̇ͅl̶̨̛̝̠͎͚̝̜͍̉̒̀͆̓̎̎͛̽͂͋ỳ̵̢̩͖̩̱̯̺͖̱̝͓͇̄ͅ: Backup plan initiating… must succeed… dimension… collapsing… 

 

Latias: What… it’s… going away? It’s working! It's working!

 

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Latias: And so… that’s basically what happened.

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: Wow.

 

Latias: Really, that’s it?

 

Giratina: Well, no, obviously, it deserves a bigger reaction… but… well… 

 

Mesprit: Giratina’s saying it’s just a lot to take in. 

 

Latias: Oh… fair enough. Sorry.

 

Azelf: No need to apologize. If anything, you should be congratulated! If you didn’t do anything, who knows what the Nightmare would have been able to accomplish. 

 

Darkrai: …Well…

 

Darkrai: This is slightly awkward now. 

 

Regigigas: Darkrai, we have already forgiven you for that.

 

Darkrai: Yeah, but… he’s my fault… and he controlled me… forced me to attack you guys… sorry about that, by the way.

 

Latios: It’s fine, Darkrai, really. You couldn’t control yourself.

 

Darkrai: … 

 

Regigigas: In any case, we seem to have a problem on our hands, don’t we?

 

Darkrai: …I shall do my best to monitor what I can. 

 

Giratina: As will I. This creature cannot be allowed to persist as it has. The fate of the world is in the balance. 

 

Palkia: Indeed. But this is almost certainly a discussion for another day. I’m sure you’re all rather stressed…

 

Silvally: And, uh… I have no idea who any of you guys are.

 

Landorus: You and me both, little buddy.

 

Silvally: ...Who are you?

 

Landorus: Ah, now… I go way back. 

 

Regigigas: And I believe that’s the cue for the end of today’s discussion. Latias, Latios, Darkrai, get some rest. We’ll discuss what to do in the interim. 

 

Latios: Will do. Come on sis, let's head home. I've been dying to get a nightmare-less nap since we left. 

 

Latias: Alrighty, let's go!

 

-̴̹̗̪͔̫̭̥̗̩̊́̒̑̓̏̆̈́̊̈́̃͘ͅ-̷̧̦̞͚́͑̈́͌͂͒̋̕͝͝͝ͅ-̵̡̖͖̖̜̭͉͙͈͍̰̰͈̟͓͇͓̓̐͂̔̆̽̈̂-̵͕͈͍̲́̌̓́̽̎̀̊͗̒-̶͍͎̻̯͖̪͆̆̅̃̋̾̀́̅̍̿̄̍͘͠-̵̢͉͉͊̂́͋͆̾ͅ-̷̛̼̑̊̏͛̆̆̔͘-̷̨̲͉̤̹̰̎͊̈́͆̋͝ͅ-̴̳͙̳̦͕̗̗͈̳̩̪͎̍̌́́̈̔̔̆̋͋̋͠ͅ-̴͈͉̈́̊̈́͗̌̂̑̎̿͑̾̂̏͝-̸̟̊͛̋̏͒̈́͝-̷̢̞̞͕̤͇̘͉͙͓̜̟̝̈́̋͒̀̈́͂̆̌̅̐̂̓͒͝-̴̢̨̤̦̗̠̥̦̩̫͚͂̃̐͛͗̓̍͋͒̂̊͌̽͊-̵̪͙̬̼̣́̀̊̎̀̏̿̀ͅ-̵̲͍͈̜͉͌́̑́͊̾̀͑͠-̵̺͙̙̦̐̍̍̌̿̓͌̅̎͠͝-̵̨̧̗̗͈̣͇̟̖̣̞̠̳̤͙̌̋̈̍̊͂̇̓̀̋̄̑͋͘͝͝͠-̷̡̼̜̯̙̺̹̪̦̞̠̲͚̋̿͜ͅ-̷͉͉̟̬̳̬̦͗͆͋̇̉́̉͛̀̒̔̆̕͝-̴̨̲͚̫̹̺͖̘̲͒̊͆̿͒̒̀̏̌̚̚̚͝-̵̨̢̨̻̯̣̘̮̑̒͛-̴̡̧̬̗̗͍̼͕͈̫̠̬̘͚͙̆̀̽̊͂͋̌͒͋̈́̕͘-̶̧̩̞̖̗̮̩̘͖̗̤̲̮͌̿͛̆͛̋̍̅͋͂͘͜͝͝-̴̡̧͍̥̻͈̣͇̯̻͈͖̼̱̾̊̈́̄̈́͝͝ͅͅ-̵̢̙̜̭̝̞̼͈͈̓͊͑͐̏̕̚͝͝-̷̢̛̈́͛-̷̣͔͈̥͓̫̪̼̺̥̝̣̱̊͜-̸̧̧̨̢̞̙͚̟̘̫̈̓͋̾́͐̓̆͐͆͆͒̈̋͛̕͝-̶̣̭̝̥̩̜͚̲̦̳͇̌̀͊̿̿̉̂̂̈́̋̿̈́̕-̴̢̦̼̫͚͈̳̜̱̖͔͇̙̈̋̈̀̂͒͗̀̉̿̉̓͛̃͑̽̚-̴̪̩̥͇̘̟͈̀́̀̿́̅̚̕-̶̣̲̻͍̫͓̆͑͊̐͗͗̉̓̏͂̇̚͝͠͝-̵̯̄́̈́̿̈́̂̉̂̕͘͝-̶̨̺̥̟̫͖̯̜̞̼͓̠̝̹̥̐͜-̸̩́̉̈̈̈́̉͒̂͂̒́͘-̸͇͈̼̖̽̍̉̆̃̊̈͋̓͗͌̒̚͝-̸̧͍̬̗̮̖͚̜̻̖̺͓͆-̴̰̟͚̝̬̱͔͓̙̅̐̀͛̿͗͋̎̀͌̀̓́͝-̵̨͎͔̰̙̺̲͍̳̙͙̖̹͈̻͕̉̔̎̍̒̌̾̾̍̓̄̂̔͝ͅ-̷̨͉̪͍͎̮̙̹̬̦͈͎͑͑͛̿̒̎̊̿̓̍-̴̛͓̜̬̭͕̗̮̔̌͆̄̈́̓͝͝-̵̜̫̳̦̜̳̥̱͓̥͔̰͒́͂̋́̑͂̕͝͝-̴̡̨͉̪̹͖͙̩̗̫̀̎̐̾͂͊̅͝͝-̴̤̖̘̙̜̫́̀̈́̾͊̿̐͒̎́͂̚͘͠͝-̴̙̪̪̓̽͜-̸̛͍͕̞̠̮̀̀́̏̽͂́̉͆̆̓͛͜͝-̷̨̨̡̯͎̦̝̯͍͙̫̠̀͋̉̈́͛̇̿͠ͅ-̷̼̬͕̮̮̘͚̘͛ͅ-̵̡̨͙͚̪͉̱͈̟̝̠̤͔̥̲̈̈́-̴̥̾̎̒̔̆̌̃̈́̇̏-̸̢̨̢͎̦͙̝͎̫̟̼͊͛̀̇͗̍̽̀̑͛͑̈́͑ͅ-̶̧̡̛͇̠̭̻͚̳̲̺̱̼̺͔̬͚̂-̴̨̛͔̟͕̼̭̝̞̓͛̓̋͒̂̂̇͛͋̕-̸̪̬̤̙̳͙̜̰͔̗̇͛͆̓̈́̂̽̊̃̇̄̕͠-̷̨̛͚̘̬̋̀̂́̎̍͗͐͐̀̂̑̆͝-̸̣̝̦̰̫̪̣̙̭̺̊́̒́̏̒̋̃͌̑͐͝͝-̷̡͇̘̀̂̇͊̚̚-̶̡͎͎̣̿̈́̍̆̂͆̌̌͛ͅ-̷̧͕͚͕̗̼̰̼̮͖̠̬̟̻̝̌̂̂̕͜-̶̡̢̜̭̼̜̩̟͕̼̞̖͙͔̄̎-̷̡͖̪̘̫͖̭̮̈̿̈́͋͋͑̕͝͠ͅ-̶̥͙̹͕̖̀͋̚͝-̸̝̖͖̝̺̤͔̪̇-̸̧̲̺̳̺͎̙̱̌̔͜-̸͓͕̹̾͊̉̔̍-̴̧̨̧̞͖͙̻̤̖̥̗͕̦͖̥̖͔̉͛͐̓̂̆̒́̔͂̓̒̚-̷̢̲̫̪̙̞̟͖̟͕͔̩̣̭̙͛ͅͅ-̵̳͈̙̺͕̥̲̾̂̿̌͋̓̈̎͝-̴̨͚̝̯̝̖̃̏̆̔̉͋̏̊̈͊̐͆̕-̶̨̬̻͚͚͒̑́̇-̷̹̦̦̣͉̫̫̇̈́̎-̵̨̨̢̲̬̻̬̥̰̠̬͖̜͔̭͛͊̆̄̃̓̄̋͝-̶̩̰͕̄̊͋͌̈͑̂̑̏̕͘ͅ

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Luck!? How could she have… this shouldn’t even be possible…. How…?

 

Heatran: Boss, are you…?

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Be quiet! I have no energy to spare for the likes of you!

 

Heatran: …I was just trying to help…

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: …

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Nevermind that. I made certain that the upload panel was at a place no stray attack should have landed… the odds of it all were so miniscule … 

 

Marshadow: Sounds to me like you just got unlucky. 

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Be quiet! You’re only alive by my mercy!

 

Marshadow: And because you need me for something, probably.

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Enough of that… and she had the audacity to gloat about philosophy after her victory…

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: But... it was almost like... it was almost like... 

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: No… it was almost like… it was bound to happen. 

 

Marshadow: …Hm? 

 

Heatran: You mean, like… predestination and stuff? I know the others mentioned that before.

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: Close, Heatran, close. But consider… Consider if fate were at hand there… but that buffoon was out of the picture, stuck at his little getaway retreat with his songstress… 

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: …

 

Heatran: …Boss?

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: It is nothing. For now, we refocus our plans. I successfully activated my backup, which means we can get back to the planning stage. I’ve uploaded myself into the mechanical body that interacted with Latias the most in recent days. 

 

Heatran: So…?

 

É̵̤̯͉͕͔͖͎̺̗̲̪͖͙͙͔̦͊̆͑̽̌͒̀̏̿̏̓͗̓̕͝͝ͅn̶̨̝̼̖̰̙̫̑̑̈́̏̓͊̐̈́̿͐͗̊̚͝͝ẗ̴̨̛̛̙́͆̍̈̿̃̐̔͋̾̾̊̚͝ṟ̶̨̛̛̫̗̣̱̱̬̝͖̙̌̈̂́͋͊̄̐̋̎͋̊̒̚ͅo̷͍͎̳̠̳̿͜p̷͇̜͓̑̈͝y̷̡͓͎̜̞̖̜͉̰̫̺͖̞̲̰̿͂̓ͅ: So… what it means… 

 

G̶̱͖̖̦̰̰͐̏̏͐̅̌̓͋̽̐̌̑̆̈ẹ̴̿̐̊̿͋͗̏̅̍̄̎̕͝n̷̯̞̖͍̗̩̦̯̹͙̟͍̟̙̙̑͐̌̒ͅȇ̴̛̤̣̟̱͙̩̈́̌̾̐̂͑͗̿͂̆̊̊͝s̵̝͉͍̪̟̈́̾͂͑̿̈́́͌͌͗͘͝ę̴̛̛̳̥̩̪̺͎͙̰̜͚͓̼͊̑͗̊́͒̈́̈̌̐̔͐̐͘ç̴̙̘̪̮̪̺̈́̆̉̆͂̆͐̑̆̈̏̚̕͝͝͠t̶̥̗͎̲͚͕͚̬̘̳̰̫̏̈́͛̏͌̍̀͌̽̾̑́̇̆͜: …Is that there shall be a lot more fun yet to come.

Chapter 23: Ruinous Vacation

Regigigas: Activating social mode…

 

Regigigas: …

 

Dialga has connected.

 

Dialga: You’re up late. It’s midnight in your timezone. 

 

Regigigas: …Apologies. I just wished to have someone to talk to while I worked. 

 

Dialga: You’re working on the Regi, I presume?

 

Regigigas: You assume correctly. The Nightmare scrambled their internals very badly… it’s going to take a while, but the repairs are well on their way to completion.

 

Dialga: …

 

Regigigas: …You are considering the Nightmare’s possession techniques?

 

Dialga: Yes… the fact that it was able to control first these three… then Silvally… how many can fall under its control?

 

Regigigas: It seems to be limited to mechanical and artificial Pokemon as of now. As we are of flesh and blood, we should be fine.

 

Dialga: But how many artificial Pokemon exist? What counts? Could it control Mewtwo or Deoxys? Could it infiltrate Regieleki and Regidrago? 

 

Regigigas: …

 

Dialga: …Perhaps that is too many questions all at once.

 

Regigigas: It’s… fine. They were questions that were needed to be asked. 

 

Dialga: …Either way, we should ensure our security is tight. That Nightmare racks my brain with worry…

 

Regigigas: Yes… let us hope this is the last of it. 

 

Dialga: For now, I should work to cheer you up as you labor away. How goes it?

 

Regigigas: Do you understand how difficult it is to reinstall RAM into centuries old beings? 

 

Dialga: No…?

 

Regigigas: Well, you see…

 

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Chien-Pao: Are those humans giving us weird looks?

 

Chi-Yu: Yes… shall we burn them to ashes?

 

Wo-Chien: Control yourself, Beads. We must remain complacent in order to satiate the desires of the others.

 

Chi-Yu: Why do we fight for them? They are not our masters.

 

Wo-Chien: Do you wish to be on the receiving end of Ivy Cudgel once more?

 

Chi-Yu: …

 

Wo-Chien: Now, this Tundra is most... "pleasant"… an excellent place to… what was the word they used…

 

Ting-Lu: …Relax?

 

Wo-Chien: Yes! That was it… relax. 

 

Chien-Pao: We must admit... it is an… interesting sensation. 

 

Ting-Lu: Experiencing the lives we destroy… we have to agree, it is an enthralling experience.

 

Wo-Chien: It is interesting that the Pokemon around here have been so kind to us in this... Tundra of Crowns. 

 

Chi-Yu: It is rare for not a single soul to want our own as their plaything. 

 

Ting-Lu: Perhaps it is fortunate that we chose to live along the base of this “Dyna Tree Hill.” No one lives here... and we can be at... "peace" with our neighbors.

 

Chi-Yu: …Can we burn at least one?

 

Wo-Chien: No, we have been over this…

 

Chien-Pao: Treasures?

 

Chi-Yu: But we want to burn! Ashes must fall like snow in our homeland of fire!

 

Wo-Chien: Beads, you simple and naive fool… do you want to be evicted from our newfound homestead?

 

Chien-Pao: Treasures!?

 

Ting-Lu: Now, now, both of you, calm down…

 

Chien-Pao: Treasures!

 

Wo-Chien: What is it!?

 

Chien-Pao: What are those!?

 

Wo-Chien:

 

Ting-Lu: 

 

Chi-Yu:

 

Chien-Pao: …Well. 

 

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Moltres: I swear, why does pops make us visit our cousins? These guys stink.

 

Articuno: Always fighting amongst themselves… Thank goodness we aren’t as argumentative. 

 

Zapdos: Indeed.

 

Moltres: Say, are those attacks over there?

 

Zapdos: Looks like it… huh. Must suck to be those guys.

 

Zapdos: …

 

Moltres: …

 

Articuno: Those attacks look a bit familiar… 

 

Moltres: You don’t think…?

 

Zapdos: …

 

Zapdos: Shoot. 

 

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Wo-Chien: Their attacks are oppressive… truly a worthy battle!

 

Chi-Yu: We shall drench them in a sea of fire! 

 

Galarian Moltres: These fools! Who do they think they are, living on our turf!?

 

Galarian Zapdos: I believe you mean my turf.

 

Galarian Moltres: Excuse me!

 

Galarian Articuno: Semantics. Focus on the battle at hand, then we can debate.

 

Galarian Moltres: …Fine. Blast them apart so we can get this over with!

 

Chien-Pao: Blast us apart!? You dare!? 

 

Ting-Lu: We’re afraid that’s our job.

 

Zapdos: Oi! What’s going on over here!?

 

Galarian Zapdos: Oh great, it's the wannabe popcorn kernel…

 

Articuno: Cease this at once! These four are peaceful interlopers!

 

Chi-Yu: Burn! Burn to ashes!

 

Articuno: Most of the time! Just stop this and we can talk this out!

 

Galarian Articuno: I’m afraid we’re far beyond the point of talking, cousin. Leave now if you wish to avoid being caught in our crossfire.

 

Articuno: Crossfire my tail feathers! Keep this up and the entire Crown Tundra’s going to be a wasteland!

 

Moltres: Including your precious Dyna Tree… 

 

Galarian Zapdos: Hm… you make a fair point.

 

Galarian Moltres: Unfortunately, as an idiotic moron once said, we’re far beyond the point of talking. I’ll tear you all to shreds myself!

 

Zapdos: And here I was hoping for a fun vacation… 

 

Moltres: Come at us bird brains! We fight with the Ruins!

 

Zapdos: …What was that I felt on my tail feathers?

 

Ting-Lu: …Beads.

 

Chi-Yu: Look, it was very tempting, alright?

 

Zapdos: That’s it. Free for all. Discharge, let fly! 

 

Galarian Articuno: You annoyance! I shall reduce you to pulp! 

 

Wo-Chien: Ruin… ruin!

 

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Spectrier: Something just happened. 

 

Calyrex: Oh, not this again. Just because a ball of gas had to take a number two in a bush somewhere does not mean we have to go stampeding downtown. 

 

Glastrier: What the boss said. Checkmate. 

 

Spectrier: Glastrier, we aren’t playing Chess. You broke the damn board eight months ago and then destroyed the replacement one we ordered four months later. 

 

Glastrier: Collateral damage. 

 

Spectrier: It was not!

 

Glastrier: Check.

 

Spectrier: I swear to all of the souls of the underworld… that is not how CHECKERS works! If you want to…

 

Spectrier: There it is again! I felt it!

 

Calyrex: As did I. That was a literal tremor, and it appears to be coming from…

 

Glastrier: Dyna Tree Hill.

 

Spectrier: Oh great, these guys again.

 

Calyrex: Glastrier, prepare for battle. We ride now. 

 

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Moltres: And that’s why your flames smell like feces!

 

Galarian Moltres: My wings reek with the souls of the damned! Yours smell of charred flesh!

 

Moltres: Same difference. At least mine smell like they’ve existed in this mortal plane before.

 

Galarian Moltres: Ha! You simply fear the unknown!

 

Wo-Chien: If we may, you both smell bad.

 

Moltres: Rude!

 

Galarian Moltres: Oh come on, I wanted to say that!

 

Chi-Yu: Burn… burn! 

 

Galarian Articuno: Sorry my fishy friend, but… ow! What is this thing made of!?

 

Zapdos: Molten fire.

 

Galarian Articuno: Curse you! Take this!

 

Calyrex: Enough!

 

Galarian Zapdos: Oh great, here comes the killjoy. 

 

Spectrier: The King has arrived! Bow and he may very well grant you a shred of mercy.

 

Glastrier: He’s too nice to not. 

 

Spectrier: Yes, but I wasn’t going to tell them that. 

 

Calyrex: Ignore my steeds. If I may, who are you all?

 

Articuno: Articuno, Zapdos, Moltres. We’re visiting our cousins, the birds who happen to like shabbier knock-off versions of us.

 

Galarian Articuno: Shabbier knock-off...!?

 

Calyrex: Silence! And you four…?

 

Wo-Chien: We are the Treasures of Ruin… the Death God helped us relocate recently…

 

Calyrex: Yveltal? Yes, I heard… so you’re the four he mentioned. 

 

Spectrier: It is not wise to tear up the Crown Tundra so recklessly so soon after your arrival…

 

Calyrex: Spectrier.

 

Spectrier: …Sorry.

 

Calyrex: I shall trust in Yveltal's intentions. For now, I kindly request all who are not the Treasures either vacate or cease hostilities going forward. If you don’t… 

 

Glastrier: Me and my boss are efficient at roughing people up. 

 

Galarian Moltres: …

 

Galarian Articuno: …Fine. We yield for now… but this isn’t over.

 

Articuno: If I may be permitted to speak…

 

Calyrex: …Yes?

 

Articuno: I may know a safe place to resolve this.

 

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Dialga: I spy, with my little eye…

 

Palkia: This day cannot possibly get any worse...

 

Galarian Articuno, Galarian Zapdos, Spectrier, Calyrex, and eight others have connected.

 

Heatran: Hi 

 

Calyrex: Greetings. We have come to resolve some debates.

 

Regigigas: It’s as if the gods themselves have spited you, Palkia.

 

Palkia: We are the gods!

 

Shaymin: Unless, of course, he’s referring to the higher beings!

 

Landorus: A classic freudian slip, as it were. 

 

Genesect: …Is that even how that works?

 

Shaymin: I told you they were real!

 

Darkrai: Shaymin, for the love of everything… 

 

Spectrier: Your majesty, I believe we may have accidentally joined the wrong mental connection. This place is a madhouse. 

 

Moltres: Nope, this is the right place. Have fun!

 

Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres have disconnected.

 

Calyrex: ...Would it be possible to settle this somewhere else? 

Chapter 24: Relaxation at Southern Island

Notes:

Sorry about the gap, life's been busy! Hopefully it'll be a bit more consistent for the next few chapters.

Latias: Ah… this is the life.

 

Darkrai: Tell me about it. The sun isn’t particularly my favorite thing, but the relaxation… 

 

Latios: ...Exactly what we needed.

 

Darkrai: For being the bringer of nightmares, you’d assume I knew what they felt like. But that experience…

 

Latios: …Is best being forgotten about. 

 

Latias: Yep...

 

Latias: ...Changing the subject, how do you like our island?

 

Darkrai: It’s nice enough… secluded… just how I like it. It reminds me of home. 

 

Latios: Home?

 

Darkrai: Yes… I have my own island… near Cresselia’s… though it is not welcome to outsiders.

 

Latias: Yeah, neither is ours.

 

Darkrai: …Huh?

 

Latios: Our island’s completely invisible unless you have express permission.

 

Latias: That means you’re here by our will alone!

 

Darkrai: Oh, well that’s quite…

 

Latios: If you attempt to send the Taillow into a ceaseless nightmare for pecking your head again I will personally boot you from the island.

 

Darkrai: …Duly noted.

 

Latias: But enough about that!

 

Latios: Let’s talk. Anything here pique your interest?

 

Darkrai: Well, now that you mention it… I'm quite reminded of the day I met Genesect. 

 

Latias: Oh? Really?

 

Darkrai: Yes… I can picture it now…

 

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Giratina: Yes, and I don’t believe the cannon charging is a friendly gesture!

 

Marshadow: …Here we go again.

 

Darkrai: Duck!

 

Fezandipiti: Geez… it blew the wall right off!

 

Giratina: Alright insect, prepare to face the wrath of the lord of distortion!

 

Genesect: …Incinerate.

 

Marshadow: …There appears to be another volley on the way.

 

Darkrai: Oh, no, I couldn’t tell. DO SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE!

 

Marshadow: …Fine.

 

Genesect: …

 

Marshadow: …Behind you.

 

Fezandipiti: Alright! Marshadow’s handling the Pokemon!

 

Darkrai: Indeed. Giratina, what’s the plan!?

 

Darkrai: …

 

Fezandipiti: …He dipped, didn’t he?

 

Darkrai: Unless you see a conspicuously shaped wall of six-legged fat hiding in some corner of the room eating ice cream, then yes, he did. 

 

Fezandipiti: …Well isn’t that just lovely.

 

Marshadow: …You’re no match for my technique.

 

Genesect: Die. 

 

Marshadow: Huh? You… grabbed me…?

 

Genesect: …Die.

 

Marshadow: Oof. Ouch. Ow. 

 

Fezandipiti: Darkrai! Marshadow’s taking a beating over there!

 

Darkrai: I… um…

 

Marshadow: Oh crikey. Oh good heavens. Oh diddle dumb dearie me.

 

DarkraI: …I think he’s fine.

 

Fezandipiti: But don’t you hear those intense cries of pain? He’s suffering!

 

Marshadow: Oh cheese and crackers. By jove. By the pair of blue colored feathers Ho-oh hides in his neck. Oh good gravy.

 

Darkrai: …Let’s just get this over with. Should I use Dark Void?

 

Fezandipiti: No, you might hit Marshadow. You need to strike 'em in a way that Marshadow won’t be hit.

 

Darkrai: I could use Feint Attack.

 

Fezandipiti: What if you miss?

 

Darkrai: I won’t.

 

Fezandipiti: But what if you do?

 

Darkrai: …I can’t.

 

Fezandipiti: But what if you do?

 

Darkrai: …Are you playing coy with me to get on my nerves?

 

Fezandipiti: Possibly. But what if you miss?

 

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Latias: Sorry, sorry, hate interrupting, but how long does this go on for?

 

Darkrai: …A bit. Why?

 

Latios: Do we really need every part of this?

 

Darkrai: No, but trust me, it…

 

Latias: Just skip to the important bit.

 

Darkrai: …Fine.

 

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Darkrai: Alright, you distract Genesect, Fezandipiti. I’ll use Dark Void to put this Pokemon to sleep, and we’ll be golden.

 

Fezandipiti: Excellent. Let’s get this going.

 

Marshadow: …Oh, finally. 

 

Fezandipiti: Yo, bug brain! Yeah, you, over here!

 

Genesect: Prey spotted.

 

Darkrai: Come on… come on… just drop Marshadow…

 

Fezandipiti: …And I bet you can’t reach me up here, can you? Haha, little ground dweller… you stand no chance!

 

Darkrai: Go on, throw Marshadow at him… throw him…

 

Genesect: Accelerate!

 

Darkrai: Hey, he dropped him. Excellent…

 

Darkrai: …What is that thing doing?

 

Fezandipiti: …You can fly!?

 

Genesect: …Exterminate.

 

Fezandipiti: Darkrai! Darkrai, it’s on me! ...Darkrai!

 

Darkrai: I can’t aim, you’re in the way!

 

Fezandipiti: Just… wagh! …Just hit it!

 

Darkrai: Do I look like a miracle worker!? Get it to stop moving!

 

Fezandipiti: Shouldn’t you have perfect aim or something!? You’re the god of nightmares!

 

Darkrai: That thing is moving way too erratically to aim! You try hitting something moving that quickly!

 

Fezandipiti: …Just do something!

 

Darkrai: What does it look like I’m doing!?

 

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Latias: …Darkrai.

 

Darkrai: Sorry, sorry, I thought the banter was entertaining. 

 

Latios: Just skip to the end.

 

Darkrai: Fine, fine…

 

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Fezandipiti: Well, that was easier than expected.

 

Darkrai: Yes, I can’t believe we defeated it that easily…

 

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Latias: Woah, okay, a bit too far ahead, man!

 

Darkrai: You said skip to the end!

 

Latios: Yes, but we meant the end of the conversation between you and Fezandipiti. 

 

Darkrai: You should clarify that next time, then.

 

Latias: I’m starting to understand how Fezandipiti was feeling…

 

Darkrai: What was that?

 

Latias: Nothing! Carry on!

 

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Darkrai: Okay, Fezandipiti, I’m going to need you to let it stop you.

 

Fezandipiti: What!?

 

Darkrai: Just trust me!

 

Fezandipiti: …Fine. 

 

Genesect: Strangle.

 

Fezandipiti: Urk!

 

Genesect: Fall.

 

Fezandipiti: Darkrai!

 

Darkrai: Now!

 

Genesect: Falling… failing… 

 

Fezandipiti: …I can… breathe… 

 

Fezandipiti: …Good job… Darkrai…

 

Darkrai: No problem. Now, we should get our insectoid friend somewhere less… hostile. Perhaps we can work things out.

 

Fezandipiti: I... doubt it. That thing was... primitive. I don’t think it can communicate.

 

Marshadow: I believe you’re incorrect. 

 

Darkrai: …How so?

 

Marshadow: You’ll see.

 

Giratina: Alright everyone, Distortion World had some issues, but I’m back and fully charged…

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: What did I miss?

 

Darkrai: Do I even need to answer that question?

 

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Latios: So, wait, was that it?

 

Darkrai: Yeah, pretty much. We got some pretty good berries in the nearby woods though, and… 

 

Latias: No, no, what my bro means is that, like… there wasn’t any more fanfare with Genesect or anything?

 

Darkrai: Well what Marshadow said held true… something about “Her mind evolved to comprehend the terrors of her nightmares” or something like that… 

 

Latios: …Right, well… I guess that worked out, then.

 

Latias: Indeed! It was very entertaining!

 

Darkrai: Thank you. 

 

Latias: Just, uh, quick question… what does this have to do with Southern Island?

 

Darkrai: …The air… it smells the same it did back then… 

 

Latias: Hm… 

 

Latios: …Fair enough, I suppose. 

 

Latias: Either way…

 

Latias: ...oh, we’re out of berries. I’ll go grab some! 

 

Darkrai: Sounds good. Thank you. 

 

Latios: …

 

Darkrai: …

 

Darkrai: So…

 

Latios: …I understand you were privy to our nightmares at Aether? 

 

Darkrai: Correct. 

 

Latios: …You wish to talk?

 

Darkrai: Not if you don’t want to… but… they were cruel nightmares… I could not tell if…

 

Latios: They were false. What else could they have been? 

 

Darkrai: …

 

Latios: They twisted the knife of our worst fears and turned them against us. That was all.

 

Darkrai: …Then what happened to them?

 

Latios: …

 

Darkrai: …

 

Darkrai: …I see. I won’t pry further, then. My apologies.

 

Latios: No, it’s fine… thank you for talking to me about this… and for keeping her out of this.

 

Latias: Heya fellas, I’m back!

 

Darkrai: …No worries. Let’s get back to relaxation, shall we?

 

Latios: Right.

 

Darkrai: Ah, I see you brought… Are those Colbur Berries?

 

Latias: Yep! Me and my bro love the taste of em, and I managed to scrounge a few off of the Gardens…

 

Darkrai: …

 

Latios: Not fond?

 

Darkrai: …Not particularly.

 

Latias: How many times have you tried them?

 

Darkrai: …A couple of times. Why?

 

Latios: Well, you know what they say…

 

Latias: You need to try something at least seven times before you decide if you like it or not!

 

Darkrai: …Are you sure those numbers are correct?

 

Latias: Eh, even if they’re not… point still stands.

 

Darkrai: …

 

Darkrai: Guys, look, it’s Deoxys and Mewtwo asking each other out on a date!

 

Latias: Really!?

 

Latios: …Oh darn it, he got us again.

 

Latias: Darkrai! Get back here!

Chapter 25: What a Steel

 

Regigigas, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, and eight others have connected.

 

Regigigas: Activating social mode…

 

Regigigas: Welcome back everyone. 

 

Landorus: Indeed. I’ve begun to grow accustomed to hearing from all of your ugly mugs… it’s almost like a routine now.

 

Necrozma: …I’m glad we’re growing on you?

 

Landorus: You’re welcome.

 

Necrozma: …What?

 

Regigigas: In any case, do we have anything to report?

 

Genesect: Certainly. I’d like to report a Mythical dispute.

 

Regigigas: A dispute? Of what kind?

 

Genesect: He’s trying to eat me.

 

Deoxys: …To eat you?

 

Silvally: But you’re made of metal, yeah? Us artificial lifeforms aren’t exactly tasty… 

 

Genesect: It eats metal.

 

Dialga: Oh.

 

Regigigas: Dialga, do you bear familiarity with it?

 

Dialga: Is it a small Ditto-like thing?

 

Genesect: Yes. Hex nut on top.

 

Dialga: Oh dear… 

 

Mewtwo: And for those of us without knowledge of your random steel eating buddies?

 

Dialga: That’s Meltan. They’re a species that’s remarkably rare, but they love eating metal. The older or higher quality, the better.

 

Necrozma: Oh, that’s cute.

 

Dialga: It would be, if it's not living with half of your steel plating for two hundred years.

 

Palkia: Those were the funniest two hundred years of my life.

 

Giratina: And this is why Dialga has a strict rule against falling asleep in random fields.

 

Dialga: You do not understand how difficult it was to repair that…

 

Genesect: Yes, and how does this get rid of this little tyke?

 

Landorus: Geez, aggressive today, aren’t we?

 

Genesect: Shove off, geezer. Not the time.

 

Deoxys: Wow. Bed up on the wrong side of the wake?

 

Mewtwo: Other way around, Deoxys.

 

Deoxys: Wake. The of side wrong the on up bed?

 

Genesect: None of your concern. 

 

Silvally: Remember to get your number of routine sleep cycles in.

 

Genesect: I said stop bugging me. Help me with this.

 

Giratina: Fine. I did some research, and the best way to remove Meltan is to lure it away with… what is it…?

 

Dialga: Punt it.

 

Giratina: I would advise against…

 

Genesect: Done.

 

Palkia: I’m afraid you’re a bit late, sibling.

 

Giratina: Indeed, and unfortunately…

 

Genesect: …What is it doing?

 

Giratina: Did it have friends nearby?

 

Genesect: Yes, what about it?

 

Dialga: Oh dear…

 

Genesect: What is that!?

 

Giratina: Melmetal, I believe. 

 

Genesect: And what should I do with this?

 

Dialga: Run.

 

Genesect: Hah! I’m not running! This guy is child’s play for one as strong as I!

 

Genesect has disconnected.

 

Silvally: …Should we… uh…?

 

Giratina: Already on it. 

 

Melmetal has connected.

 

Melmetal: Where what why how is this place? Place is strange. Most strange certainly. 

 

Regigigas: How did you get in here?

 

Melmetal: Melmetal does not know. Melmetal knows naught. Weird feeling. Feeling felt. Suddenly mind in mind, feel in feel. Melmetal knows everything. 

 

Necrozma: And I thought my grasp on your language was good…

 

Deoxys: You’re telling me. This guy sounds like nothing I've ever heard.

 

Melmetal: Melmetal having much fun. Much fun we’re having. Shiny new metal. Tasty tasty tasty… fulfill hungry. Melmetal eat such a delectable dish. 

 

Giratina: Could you please not eat that?

 

Melmetal: Melmetal ponders why. Why ponder why ponder why this? Melmetal understand little.

 

Dialga: Yes, that much is obvious.

 

Melmetal: Huh?

 

Palkia: Somehow, I feel like you’d get along great with Heatran.

 

Mewtwo: Heatran is also made of metal. 

 

Palkia: Ah.

 

Giratina: If we could get back on topic… that lump of metal is our friend.

 

Melmetal: Oh! Melmetal did not know that. Melmetal knows nothing did nothing not know. Sorry sorry sorry. 

 

Giratina: It’s fine, now if you could…

 

Melmetal: Can Melmetal have a smidgen? Smidgen for the having of the eating?

 

Regigigas: No.

 

Melmetal: …Fine. Bye bye bye. 

 

Melmetal has disconnected.

 

Giratina: And there he goes.

 

Landorus: What a bizarre character.

 

Regigigas: I take it that Genesect is secure?

 

Giratina: Yes, but I see what Melmetal meant now.

 

Mewtwo: You understood something that bucket of bolts said?

 

Giratina: Yes… the psychic connections in the air… it’s messy… it’s almost like…

 

Giratina: …

 

Giratina: Oh well. I’m sure it’s nothing. 

 

Regigigas: We cannot say for certain. With all of the disruptions the Nightmare has caused lately… 

 

Giratina: Trust me when I say we’re fine, Regigigas. Don’t worry about it.

 

Regigigas: …

 

Regigigas: …I shall heed your word for now. Do we have anything more to discuss?

 

Landorus: Yes, what about the higher powers?

 

Regigigas: And I believe now is a good time to call for this meeting’s closure. Good day everyone.

 

Regigigas has disconnected.

 

Landorus: Oi! Get back here, coward! You cannot hide the truth from me!

 

Landorus has disconnected.

 

Silvally: …That guy worries me.

 

Giratina: At least you haven’t had the displeasure of meeting his sister.

 

Deoxys: He has a sister!?

 

Giratina: Yes, I know, it surprised me too. 

 

Necrozma: Could we learn more about this?

 

Giratina: Yes… but in private. Come with me.

 

Giratina, Deoxys, Mewtwo, Silvally, and four others have disconnected.

 

Azelf: …

 

Mesprit: …Interesting. Sibling?

 

Uxie: …

 

Azelf: Sibling!

 

Uxie: Oh! Sorry…

 

Mesprit: It’s fine. What do you feel about Giratina’s acknowledgements?

 

Uxie: He knows more than he lets on… or at least, he has a hunch. 

 

Azelf: Interesting… I had a feeling.

 

Mesprit: But feelings are my job!

 

Azelf: Not this joke again sibling… I swear, it’s less funny every time. 

 

Uxie: Indeed. It certainly takes a lot of willpower to keep going.

 

Azelf: …

 

Azelf: I’m going to go listen to some gossip. Catch you both later.

 

Azelf has disconnected.

 

Mesprit: Oh man, you still know how to get our sibling good!

 

Uxie: It’s a honed skill. Now, go and catch up with him. 

 

Mesprit: You’re not coming?

 

Uxie: I’ve got things to think about… you know how it is.

 

Mesprit: Fair enough. Catch ya later!

 

Mesprit has disconnected.

 

Uxie: …

 

Uxie: …This web of fate…

 

Uxie: …Just what is the plan here, I wonder…? 

 

Uxie: …I suppose this is what it’s like to want to spoil yourself… I must resist… 

 

Uxie: …The future must remain… somewhat intact. Perhaps I should inform Dialga of his daughter’s recent time paradox… hm… 

 

Uxie: …Yes, maybe. 

 

Uxie has disconnected.

Notes:

Welcome to the random chatfic I'm starting because I thought it'd be funny. Hopefully filled with crack and fun, let's get this show on the road.