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TEEN: Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Guiding Light (Vol. 1)

Intro & Chapter 1
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    CONTENT ADVISORY:
    this fic is rated T and features some realistic violence, crude/sexual humor, minor coarse language, character deaths, alcohol consumption, direct references to depression, and themes of suicide. Also, this fic has unmarked spoilers for Sun/Moon, Ultra Sun/Moon, and the entire Pokémon Mystery Dungeon series. If you haven't played any of these and intend to do so blind, please don't read any further.

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    Welcome to the world of Pokémon! Where it's all fun and games... until your life's the one on the line.
    Stop me if you've heard this one before. You wake up somewhere you don't recognize, only to find you've been turned into a Pokémon! Before you know it, you're off on a globe-trotting adventure. Sound familiar? Of course it does! Which is exactly why Shane is ecstatic when he awakens as a Vulpix. Even if he doesn't understand why his fur is white, and he breaths ice instead of fire. To him, it's unimportant. His memories are intact! That should make this all a breeze, right? Well, he certainly thinks he's hot stuff, until he discovers an otherworldly force turning Pokémon into vicious alien creatures. Can he put his preconceptions aside, and work with his partners to preserve the balance between day and night?

    Hello, and welcome to the first (and, at this point) only chapter fic I've ever made. If you didn't decide to tab out after reading the synopsis, then I hope you enjoy it. ^^
    What is this, exactly?
    As the title states, it's a PMD story. One that is centered around Generation VII, and some of the mechanics it brought to the franchise (Z-Power, Ride/Totem Pokémon, all things Ultra Space, etc.). I originally outlined this in December 2016 as a Choose Your Own Adventure story that I was going to post on a very small forum. It shut down a month later, and I ended up digging the outline out when USUM were announced and converting it into a chapter fic. I started posting it in early August, 2017. And now I'm bringing it here.

    Chapters and Updates
    I'm not going to drop the whole story at once. That's nuts. I'm going back for a fresh round of revisions, so don't expect more than one chapter a week. I'm more of a reviewer, anyway. That said, I will note the date the chapter was originally posted, because there are some holiday specials in this story.

    Chapters are lumped into episodes. Think of one episode as being like a story chapter in a canon PMD game. Early episodes will be shorter (2-4 chapters) while later episodes will average 5+ chapters. There will also be five special episodes throughout the course of the story.

    Do I need to know the PMD games to read this?
    It may enhance your enjoyment of the story, but it's not required. If you ever think something's vague or unclear, let me know. Odds are, I just need to change something. :)

    Episode 1: A Chance Encounter
    Chapter 1 (this post)
    Chapter 2

    Episode 2: Minor Growing Pains
    Chapter 3
    Chapter 4

    Episode 3: One Step Forward
    Chapter 5
    Chapter 6

    Episode 4: Two Steps Back
    Chapter 7
    Chapter 8
    Chapter 9

    Special Episode 1: Braviary
    Chapter 10
    Chapter 11
    Chapter 12
    Bonus: An Electrifying Spirit

    Episode 5: The Renegade Explorer
    Chapter 13
    Chapter 14
    Chapter 15

    Special Episode 2: Team Captivate
    Chapter 16
    Bonus: Halloween Special 2017
    Chapter 17
    Chapter 18
    Chapter 19
    Bonus: Family Picnic

    Episode 6: Striking Midnight
    Chapter 20
    Chapter 21
    Chapter 22
    Bonus: Stargazing
    Chapter 23
    Chapter 24

    Episode 7: The Great Divide
    Chapter 25
    Bonus: Christmas Special 2017
    Chapter 26
    Chapter 27
    Chapter 28
    Chapter 29
    Chapter 30
    Chapter 31

    Guiding Light vs. the World
    Fic of the Month interview
    Tessa's interview for "Trainers of Fanfiction"

    Art Prizes
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    Serebii
    Best Character Development 2017
    Best Character Dynamic 2017 (Shane & Tessa)
    Funniest Fic 2017
    Best Minor Character 2017 (Metagross)
    Funniest Character 2017 (Shane)
    Co-Winner: Best New Pokémon Chaptered Fic 2017
    Co-Winner: Best Pokémon Mystery Dungeon Fic 2017
    Co-Winner: Best Non-Human Supporting Character 2017 (Type: Null)

    This first chapter was originally two parts (a prologue and Chapter 1), posted on August 2nd and August 4th, 2017

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    What is the essence of one's being?
    What magic ingredient fills us with life?
    And sets us apart from plants and bacteria?

    There is no one single part.
    Rather, living beings contain four essential elements.
    Individually, they are important.
    But together, they form the backbone of our existence.

    'What? No, no, no, no! Ugh, this can't be right! Seriously, game? You’re giving me Bulbasaur? I wanted Riolu! I put in all the right answers to the stupid quiz. I'm sure of it!'

    A Nintendo DS dropped onto the dented part of a rusty metal desk that had clearly seen better days.

    'Well, this is just great. Brilliant use of your free time, Shane. Now, you get to start over from square one tomorrow.'

    Shane shut off the DS and closed it up. He pressed a hand to his forehead and ran it through his greasy brown hair. His gaze fell to his computer screen. 'What a worthless guide. It got me the wrong starter.' He shook his head. 'No, I'm sure the guide's fine. I probably screwed it up... somehow. Because that's just my luck.' Shane looked at his watch, noting the time and the date: 2:15 PM on December 5, 2015.

    He sighed. 'And on that wonderful note, it’s time for work.'

    Shane headed for the bedroom door, pausing to inspect himself in his mirror. He rubbed his hands on his head in a halfhearted attempt at smoothing out his bedhead. But he gave up after a few seconds and proceeded out of the room. He made for the front door, pausing to look out a window. 'Looks like I'm gonna need my raincoat,' he thought, and grabbed it off the floor. He shook the dust and dirt off of it, and swung it on over his back.

    Satisfied, he slid on his pair of worn, mud-caked work boots. He went out the front door and locked it behind him. He hiked his hood up and started walking out toward the dreary, rainy streets.

    'One of these days I've got to get off this evening shift. All the fun stuff happens while I'm getting hammered at work.' He fumbled for his car keys and unlocked the door of his small car. 'I'll bet the RP thread's going to get updated with a new event, and my characters will get left behind, as usual. Which means I'll have to scramble and catch up with all the missed posts.' He swung the driver's side door open and climbed in.

    'Let's just get this over with.'

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    The first element is the Mind.
    A sum of our thoughts, knowledge, and memories.
    The Mind is both our arbiter and our navigator.
    Making decisions large and small.
    And guiding us through the treacherous quest we call life.

    Next is the Body.
    Our physical form.
    The Body grants us control, through movement and sensation.
    It exerts force on the world around us.
    Giving us strength to overcome any obstacle in our path.

    'Of course the rain would get worse just as my shift is ending,' Shane thought. 'What a total joke! But, that's my luck for you. The worst luck on the planet.'

    He sat down in his car, turning on the ignition. A wall of heat buffeted his damp cheeks. He drove toward the exit of the empty parking garage, passing a row of stone pillars in the process. A sheet of rain poured down on the other side of the garage's exit. Shane reached over and grabbed his glasses from the passenger's seat. He slipped them on and squinted into the night.

    'It's still too blurry,' he thought. Shane considered giving up and spending the night in the break room. His back knotted up in protest. He gently pushed the pedal and the car lurched forward. The moment it left the safety of the parking garage, rain pounded on its exterior.

    'Ugh. How annoying. Let’s turn on some music,' Shane thought, switching on the car's radio. But all that he heard was the pounding of water on metal . Shane's grip on the steering wheel tightened. He leaned forward, hunching over the wheel. Shane slowly made a right and drove down the street. He saw a spot of red suspended in midair. A sure sign of the upcoming traffic light. He eased the car to a stop and quickly looked back and forth through the foggy intersection. No headlights came into view. So, Shane began to make a right turn onto the main road.

    But then a blaring horn sounded. Shane had just enough time to glance to his left before an intense crushing force slammed him against the middle arm rest. Metal and plastic shards jabbed his rib cage, knocking the wind out of him. Shane's seatbelt immediately locked up. His body lurched against it, the seatbelt protecting him from being launched across the inside of the car. At the same time, the airbags activated from the door and steering wheel, sandwiching Shane in his seat. The taste of iron filled up his mouth and the scent of motor oil assaulted his nostrils.

    Pain surged across his body. Shane could only let out a weak cough before his vision went completely white.

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    The third element is the Spirit.
    That mystical force lurking deep inside us all.
    Spirit emerges in times of hope, reflection, triumph, and defeat.
    Helping us to get the most out of a joyous occasion,
    Or navigate the troubled waters of stress and crisis.

    "Aggggggggggggggh! Somebody help me! It... feels like I'm… being ripped apart!"

    Shane forced his eyes open. He quickly wished that he hadn't. A purple vortex surrounded him. Bright lights flashed around him, overwhelming his senses and forcing him to shut his eyes. Shockwaves rippled through his body. He could feel his skin crawling, like it wanted to rip itself right off of him and float away.

    "P-Please… someone… anyone… HELP!" he shouted. "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die!"

    A lion's roar drowned out his cries. Shane fought through the pain to open his eyes. All he could see was a brilliant yellow fireball, surrounded by luminescent blue wings. They glowed with such intensity that they blunted out everything else in the vortex and burned Shane's eyes.

    "I've got you now. There's no escape! Did you really think you could pull off this little stunt without me finding out about it? How ridiculous! I can feel my light seeping off of you. It wants to return to me!" The fireball appeared to shrink in size and a second roar sounded. This one had a sense of desperation to it. Shane saw two black bars grab hold of the fireball. "As much as I want you gone, I need you for something far more important." From the middle of the glowing blue wings, a pair of red eyes looked up from the fireball, staring directly at Shane.

    "Is… is someone out there?" Shane shouted. "I'm hurt. I need help! Whoever you are... do something!"

    The red eyes flashed and the fireball suddenly started growing closer. Shane shut his eyes and tried to move his body. But he lost all feeling in his arms and legs.

    "You need help, huh? It's a good thing you've got me here, then. Take it easy. No need to worry. I have just the thing for you, my human friend."

    Pressure hit Shane's eyelids, and they were yanked open. An orange inferno raged in front of him. Solar flares tickled his feet. A tingle rushed up his back. The fireball erupted into a wall of rainbow light. Shane screamed in agony as the light swallowed him up whole, limbs and clothes dissolving into swirls of black smoke. His vision faded and his mind went completely blank.

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    The final element is Balance.
    Mind, Body, and Spirit cycle through constant patterns of give-and-take.
    These three elements depend on one another.
    If Balance between them falls apart,
    Our being suffers and our life is imperiled.

    A Vulpix's body seized up, feeling water brushing his snow-white fur. His eyes opened, immediately wideneding in panic at the sight of deep, dark blue surrounding him. Vulpix flailed his limbs about desperately, but made no progress moving upward. Instead, he continued sinking further into the ocean, the light from the surface growing progressively dimmer. Vulpix's soaked fur weighed him down. He soon grew tired and made the fatal mistake of opening his mouth. A stream of air bubbles rushed out and Vulpix took in a mouthful of water. Realizing his mistake, Vulpix thrashed about with renewed vigor, slamming his eyes and mouth shut for good measure.

    But Vulpix's flailing quickly burned through his energy. The last of his willpower faded. Vulpix's muzzle slowly opened. Water flooded into his nostrils and mouth. Black spots popped up all around Vulpix's vision until he saw nothing but darkness. A few stray air bubbles trickled out from his mouth. His body went completely still.

    Vulpix's body suddenly curled into a white ball. An unseen force grabbed hold of Vulpix and sealed him inside a bright, fluorescent green bubble. The bubble shot up through the water and burst through the surface, hovering into the air. It remained suspended in midair for several seconds, streams of moonlight reflecting off it and striking the water. The bubble took off soaring across the night sky. It sped along the surface of the water until it came to an abrupt stop at the edge of a beach. Ripples raced around the bubble, eventually poking a small hole in its base. Vulpix slid out of the protective forcefield, dropping onto the beach with a soft thump.

    The bubble burst, showering bright green light across Vulpix's body. When the light faded, a small anklet sat around his left foreleg. Vulpix tensed and coughed up a mouthful of seawater. The coughing fit continued for a few minutes, until his body slowly relaxed. Vulpix's chest gently rose and fell while the tide lapped up against his silky white tails.

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    Episode 1: A Chance Encounter

    Chapter 1: Stranger on the Shores


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    ~Aeon Town~

    'Today's the day, Riolu. You're gonna do it. You're not gonna chicken out. You'll march right up that hill, walk through the front door, and...'

    Riolu paused in the midst of marching back and forth across the outskirts of a colorful town. 'Oh, who am I kidding? I can't do this!' She grabbed hold of the rainbow scarf around her neck and pulled it over her head. 'I'm just wasting my time. I may as well go back to Sylveon's house.' She looked out at the buildings dotted around the town's square, taking in the myriad of assorted colors and designs. Eventually, her gaze came to rest on the small stone fountain in the center of town. She smiled at the sight of the stone Gorebyss spiraling out of the fountain, spitting water in all directions.

    But the smile faded. She let out a sigh, and her gaze fell to the ground. Riolu wiggled her toes, expecting the gesture to suddenly bring forth an epiphany that would snap her out of her current indecisiveness. And when it didn't, she kicked a small pebble and watched it roll into town. In the process, her gaze came to rest on the largest building in Aeon Town. It sat atop a hill, at the end of a large dirt path that wound its way up from the town square. The domed roof sparkled under the sun's rays, giving off a hypnotic glow of purple and gold. Riolu continued to stare, feeling her earlier concerns melt away.

    'C'mon, Riolu. It's the guild! Your whole family's had to take that first step at some point. And now it's your turn,' she thought, trying to psych herself up. 'You can do this! All you have to do is stop thinking, and start walking. Come on, now. One foot in front of the other. March!'

    Riolu stomped down the path into town. 'I've got the scarf and everything. Dad said it always gave him good luck. I'll bet it can do the same for me.' As she walked, Riolu clasped the scarf and held it up to her face to look at its frayed edges. One end had a sun stitched into it, while the other end had a crescent moon. The fabric glistened with a rainbow hue. 'It's time for some of that good luck to pass ont–'

    "WAAAAAAAAH!"

    Riolu failed to account for the scarf's length. She stepped on part of it and found herself falling toward the ground. Her face struck first, and her momentum sent her tumbling down the hill. She rolled into the town, nearly bowling over a frightened Furfrou couple. "Hey, watch where you're going!" the male Furfrou shouted, shaking his head disapprovingly. "Seriously, the nerve of some Pokémon. Trying to learn Rollout in the middle of the street."

    "I don't think Riolu can learn Rollout, dear," his mate pointed out.

    "... hmph. Doesn't make it any less rude."

    Riolu continued forward. She finally came to rest in a collapsed heap in the middle of town square. She tried to sit up, but her whole world was spinning.

    'Ooog, this was a mistake,' Riolu groaned. 'I should just go home before I make an even bigger fool of myself.'

    "Tessa! Yay, I made it in time!"

    A cheerful voice jolted Riolu– or, rather, Tessa to attention. She scrambled to her feet, resisting the urge to throw up, and grabbed the scarf to stop it from dragging on the ground.

    "Eevee?" Tessa gasped as the brown, fox-like Pokémon sprinted up to her. "I... I thought I told you to stop calling me Tessa. It's Riolu now." Eevee slowed his pace and frowned at Tessa. "Never mind. Did you run all the way here from Sunrise Village?"

    Eevee trotted to a stop beside Tessa and dropped the bag in his mouth. "Yup, yup. Mommy said you were gonna try to join the guild again. I wanted to give you a good luck present." He looked down guiltily. "But you had already left." He immediately perked back up. "So, I ran over here as fast I could!"

    "That's so sweet of you. But I really don't think I'm going to–"

    "Look, it's an oran berry," Eevee chirped, producing the fruit for Tessa to see. "I picked it out myself." He beamed and wagged his tail.

    'Awwwwww! Now I can't turn down something like that,' Tessa thought. She leaned down and placed the berry in her satchel. "Thanks a ton, Eevee," she said, tussling her friend's mane. "But you better hurry home. I don't want Sylveon to get worried."

    "Okay!" Eevee nodded. "Maybe if I run fast enough… I'll finally learn Quick Attack!" He turned around and scampered up the hill without so much as a goodbye.

    'Man… if only I had Eevee's enthusiasm. Joining the guild would be a breeze,' Tessa sighed. She adjusted her satchel and started up the hill to the guild's base. As she approached, her paced slowed and her gaze fell toward the ground.

    'Oh no… it's happening again. I'm freezing up. Just like last time. And the fifty other times before that!' she realized. Tessa glanced up at the building. A shiver racked her body. She backed away, her feet moving without any orders from her brain. She was in the process of turning around when she bumped into something fuzzy.

    "Oof! Hey, watch where you're walking."

    Tessa's aura feelers shot into the air. "Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry, I–" She cut herself off. Rather than looking the Growlithe she had bumped into in the eye, she focused on the anklet around his foreleg. A silver badge was pinned to it. The sight of the overlapping sun and crescent moon made Tessa's aura feelers start to throb. "You're... you're with the guild," she whispered.

    "Sure am! I'm Growlithe. Say, aren't you Lucario's daughter?" he responded. Tessa stiffened. Growlithe gave her a concerned look. "Lucario and Incineroar talked about you all the time! They called you something really strange. What was it, again? Oh, yeah. I remember! It's Tess-uh, right? "

    Hearing the name Incineroar made Tessa jump. She landed on the edge of her scarf and proceeded to hop backwards a couple of times, trying to keep herself from falling to the ground.

    "Are you okay?" Growlithe asked. "You seem kinda jumpy." He paused for a moment, and then his tail started to wag. "Oh, wait, I think I know what's wrong here. You've got first-time jitters because you're coming to join the guild, right? I totally get it. When I joined, I was so nervous, I coughed up a fireball and burnt a hole in one of the rugs. Boy, was I embarrassed." He let out a hearty laugh. "By the way, I haven't seen Lucario around the Observatory lately. Any idea where she went?"

    "Uh… um…" Tessa fidgeted with her scarf and looked down. "I... I think there's been some sort of mistake."

    Growlithe frowned. "Oh, really? But that's Incineroar's scarf, isn't it?"

    Tessa's grip tightened on the scarf. "That's... uh...

    "Well, he never said it was one of a kind, I guess. Maybe this is just a funny coincidence. In which case, my bad! It's been fun talking, but I should really get going." He moved ahead of Tessa, only to pause. "Wait." He shook his head. "How could I be so inconsiderate? The family you're from shouldn't matter. You're going to the Observatory, right? Whatever you're heading there for, it'll be much easier if you show up with an apprentice like me."

    Tessa's eyes went wide.

    "N-No!" she blurted out. "I... uh... must've made a wrong turn somewhere. Sorry!" She gave Growlith a small bow and sprinted down the hill. Tessa tucked her head in and tightly gripped her satchel.

    'I knew it… I couldn't do it. Growlithe even offered to guide me in and I just froze up. I'm no better than a frightened Joltik! Why do I have to be such a screw up?' she thought, making for the outskirts of town. 'He just had to bring up Mom and Dad, didn't he? This was a disaster!' She squeezed her eyes shut and quickened her pace, not bothering to look back as she left Aeon Town behind.

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    ~Azure Cape~

    Tessa continued running until the dirt road gave way to sandy bluffs. A mid-morning sea breeze bristled her fur, sending a shiver down her spine. She jogged to a stop and let herself sink down to her knees. Dropping her bag into the sand, she threw her paws up onto her face and let out a groan. Tessa flopped onto her stomach, burying her face in the warm sand.

    'And just like that I'm back here... again,' she thought. 'How many times have I done this, now?' She scooped up a handful of sand and gently poured it onto the back of her head. 'Am I really that pathetic? Did I really rely on Mom and Dad that much?' A sinking feeling filled up her gut. Tessa couldn't stop a whimper from escaping her mouth. 'If only Mom or Dad were here. None of this would be happening. I'd have joined the guild. And I'd actually have a group of friends. But... no. Instead I'm here... alone. Just like last week. And if I try again tomorrow, I'm just going to end up back here. But I bet I'll try, anyway.' She let out a bitter, muffled laugh. 'Because I really am that pathetic. Guess I answered my own question.'

    Tessa continued laying in the sand, letting her mind go completely blank. Eventually, her boiling back bothered her enough that she forced herself back up to her feet and grabbed her satchel. Tessa started walking up toward the shoreline, staring down at the impressions her feet made in the wet sand. 'Why did I think today was going to be any different? Because I wore the scarf?' She ran a paw through its silky fabric. 'If anything, this thing made it worse! Usually I can at least make it up to the top of the hill before I panic and start thinking about Mom and Dad. But I didn't even get halfway up the hill today!'

    Tessa gave a frustrated growl and kicked up a patch of sand. She watched it splash into the water, but the sight did little to make her feel any better. Tessa stopped along the shoreline. She balled her paws up into fists and braced them against her thighs. Clenching her teeth, Tessa took in a sharp breath and forced her eyes shut.

    "... hyaaah!"

    She swung her paws forward, digits springing open. Tessa stood frozen like a statue. After a minute passed, she lowered her arms, letting out a loud groan. Tessa continued this routine, until the heat wore her down. She wiped her brow with an arm. 'And, surprise, surprise, no progress. At this rate, I won't even learn Force Palm.'

    Tessa scooped her satchel up and turned to leave the beach, when her nostrils twitched. She rubbed the bridge of her snout. 'Ugggh... gross! What smells like wet fur?' She turned around to inspect her back. 'It's not me. Someone out for a morning swim?' She shrugged. 'Bah, what does it matter? If some idiot wants to get swept out to sea, it's none of my business. I should really just go.'

    A swathe of white caught the corner of her eye. Tessa pivoted to her left and spotted a rock jutting out from the ground. A ball of white sat at the base of the rock. 'That's way too big to be a salt deposit. But it's just past the edge of the tide. So, what's the deal, here?' Her curiosity aroused, Tessa crept toward the rock. It didn't take her long to realize that she had stumbled on something far more important than a sea salt pile. 'Wait a second... four legs. Six tails. Bright white fur? That's a Vulpix!'

    Tessa broke into a jog, hurriedly closing the distance between her and Vulpix. As she ran up to him, the stench of wet fur overwhelmed her. 'Jeez. He really stinks.' She waved her paw in front of her snout. 'Does this mean he washed ashore?' Tessa looked out to the water. 'Oh, gods. What if he's hurt? What if... he's dead?' Tessa looked down and gave a relieved sigh when she saw Vulpix's chest slowly rise. 'Okay, at least he's not dead. But I can't just leave him out here like this. What if a wild Pokémon swoops in while he's sleeping? Or what if the tide comes in too far and sweeps him back out to sea?'

    That was all the convincing Tessa needed. She reached out and nudged Vulpix with a paw. "Um... wake up, please. You... uh... you really shouldn't sleep here. I don't think it's safe."

    Vulpix stirred. Tessa withdrew her paw with a startled squeak. She fell off balance, and her rear hit the sand. Slowly, Vulpix's eyes fluttered open and he uncurled his body.

    "Unnnnghhh. Who was using my head to play a bongo set?" Vulpix groaned. Tessa's ears twitched, displeased at the sound of Vulpix's nasally voice. "What... happened?" He looked around in confusion. "And what am I doing on the beach? It's not summer. And I definitely can't afford a vacation anywhere tropical."

    "Um, are you okay, mister?" Tessa stammered, getting back to her feet. "I found you sleeping out here, and–"

    Vulpix's eyes widened. "Hey… you're a Riolu," he gasped. "And you just talked!" Vulpix's ears perked up. "Oh, wow." He looked about. His tails wagged independently of one another. "Okay, I think I get it. This must be a dream. But… it feels so real." He brushed his head against the sand, feeling the coarse grains on his fur. "And that can only mean... that this is a lucid dream." He looked around the beach. "Wow." He gave a whistle. "Pretty impressive work here, brain. Now don't you dare wake me up." He craned his neck toward the sky. "I want to experience my own adventure in a world of Pokémon. And I can't do that if you bungle things up like you usually do."

    Tessa raised her brow. "Um, sir. You're not dreaming. I think you might've hit your head," Tessa muttered. "You sound like you're rambling."

    "I suppose the first thing I should do is figure out what Pokémon I turned into," Vulpix chirped, completely ignoring Tessa's comment. "I guess I can rule out a Riolu. Which, honestly, is quite disappointing. And I expect better of my own mind." He looked at Tessa, whose eyes widened. "But I suppose having one as a partner is just as good. Now I'll just– OOF!"

    Vulpix started to stand up, but collapsed onto his belly. He picked his head up and again tried getting to his feet. But the sand gave out underneath his legs, and he again dropped to his stomach, limbs splayed out in all directions. "Okay. So... it looks like I'm a quadruped. And... I've got white fur," he grunted. "That... doesn't ring any bells. I'll bet that means I'm super important!"

    Tessa watched the scene unfold with a worried look on her face. 'What is wrong with this guy?' she wondered. 'He's totally delirious. And… did he just say I'm his partner?' She bit her lower lip. 'Please don't tell me there's some sort of crazy Pokémon code of honor that says if you rescue a Vulpix in need, they become your servant. I don't think I can deal with that!'

    "Hey, Riolu?" Vulpix called, waving a forepaw at her. "Mind lending me a hand? Kind of having trouble standing, here."

    Tessa rubbed her shoulder and looked away. "Uh... I'm not really sure that's such a good idea. What's the problem, anyway?"

    "Didn't you hear me? I can't figure out how to get my legs to work," Vulpix said.

    Tessa frowned. "Do you have any idea how stupid that sounds?"

    To her surprise, Vulpix looked up toward the sky again. "Oh-ho. So my partner's got a lip on her, huh? I approve, brain. But, uh, you think you could give me a little bit of control here?"

    Tessa started to shuffle backwards. 'I don't like where this is going. I think it's time I made my exit...'

    "Finally!" Vulpix had gotten to his feet and let out a triumphant shout. He stumbled forward, nearly losing all of his progress in the process. But he managed to make his way toward the water's edge. Tessa crouched down, ready to break into a run if something went wrong.

    "AHHHHHHHH!"

    Vulpix let out another shout. And all the nervous energy Tessa had built up made her jump and let out a frightened yip. "Eep! What's wrong? What is it?" she asked, whirling around to face Vulpix.

    "Seriously?" Vulpix glared down at the water. "I'm a Vulpix? This isn't cool. This is awful! I look all frilly and girly," he groaned, swinging his hips around and looking dejectedly at his tails. "And what's with the white fur? Am I albino or something? I know I'm a pretty pasty guy. But I can't believe this. Even in my own lucid dream, I have the worst luck in the galaxy! Why couldn't I just be an albino Growlithe instead?"

    He slapped the water with a forepaw, only to jump back as some droplets struck his snout. Tessa took another step away from him, shaking her head. 'This has to be some sort of trick. He's probably acting crazy to get me to lower my guard.' She instinctively clutched her satchel tighter. 'Well, if this outlaw thinks he's stealing my stuff, he has another thing coming!'

    She couldn't bring herself to turn away from Vulpix. 'But... what if he isn't faking? Can I really just ditch him like this? He seems... well, lost would be putting it nicely, I suppose.' Tessa looked down. 'Ugh, I know I'm gonna regret this.' She jogged up toward the water's edge. "Um, excuse me. But, why are you shouting about being a Vulpix? Is… is that a problem?"

    Vulpix chuckled and shook his head. "Ah, Riolu, Riolu, Riolu." He put a forepaw on Tessa's shoulder.

    "Please don't touch me!" Tessa cried and shoved Vulpix's paw off. She shrank back defensively.

    "Relax, girlie," Vulpix scoffed. "Everything's okay. Y'see… I'm not actually a Vulpix. I'm a human!" He puffed his chest out proudly. "Name's Shane. I'm dr–" He paused. "Uh, I mean, some sort of mysterious force must have dragged me into this world so I can save it from a terrifying evil!"

    Tessa's jaw slackened. "A human? But you look like a perfectly normal Vulpix to me."

    The newly-named Shane laughed. "Oh, don't be so modest, Riolu. Unless you're modest-natured, of course, which will make you one heck of a Lucario when you evolve. But we have no way of finding that out, ha ha. Look, I know the white fur's probably strange, but that just means I'm special. If you stick with me, we can take the world by storm."

    Tessa crossed her arms. "Okay, I don't know how badly you hit your head while you were swimming, but you're clearly off your rocker. I've only ever known Vulpix to have white fur. It's strange to see one so far from the Invern Mountains, though. Was there some sort of avalanche that brought you all the way out here? That would explain why you seem so... loopy."

    Shane's muzzle stiffened. "Wait… Vulpix live in the mountains? Like snow-covered mountains?" Tessa nodded. "Huh… well there was that one Ninetales in the Air Continent. But I guess my brain's taking some 'creative liberties' with this dream," Shane muttered under his breath. He turned back to Tessa. "See? That's gotta prove I'm human. How else could you explain why I wouldn't know what a Vulpix looks like?"

    Tessa fidgeted with her satchel. "Well, I've heard of humans. But, y'know, only in those stories about the times the world was in crisis. And none of those ever centered on Horizon."

    "Horizon?" Shane parroted.

    "That's, um, the name of the continent we're on," Tessa replied. 'How could he not know that?'

    "Oh, cool name. Sounds appropriate," Shane said. "We'll have plenty of time to talk the lay of the land once we settle into… uh…" His voice trailed off and he looked around. "Say, what kind of groups does this Horizon place have, anyway? Rescue teams? Explorers? Expedition Society?"

    "We have a guild," Tessa answered.

    "Perfect!" Shane jumped beside Tessa. "Then what are we standing around here flapping our lips for? Let's get moving!"

    "What?" Tessa stepped back. "Are you crazy? You can't go waltzing into the guild just because you feel like it. You... um... you need a reason to go there."

    "I have a very good reason. As do you," Shane insisted, giving her a confident smirk. "We're gonna enter this guild together. Meaning, you and I are gonna form an exploration team!"

    'He wants to form a team... with me?' Tessa gasped. Her heart fluttered for a moment. 'This is some sort of trick. No stranger would be that nice to a loser like me' She took a deep breath and shook her head.

    "Sorry, no can do," she said. "I just met you. And all you've done is... yell loudly and... uh... say crazy things like you're a human."

    "But I am a human," Shane said. "And that's important around here. Why wouldn't you want to save the world with me?"

    Tessa clutched her satchel. "Everything's fine. It's been that way since Dark Matter was destroyed and it'll stay that way. For all I know, you're a thief out for my bag."

    "I'm not a thief. And maybe the world's fine now but I guarantee it won't be for long," Shane declared. "C'mon, just come with me and…"

    "Enough! I am not letting you steal my stuff!" Tessa shouted…

    THWACK!

    … and beaned Shane over the head with her satchel. His legs quivered. He rocked back and forth a few times before collapsing onto his side.

    Tessa dropped her bag to the ground, her arms shaking uncontrollably. "Oh no… oh no, no, no, no, no, no." She knelt down and shook Shane. 'You've gotta be kidding me, here! This guy spooked me, and I reacted. I couldn't have hit him that hard, could I?' she wondered. 'This is just great! I can't leave him here like this. What if he wakes up and reports me to Officer Magnezone? I'll get in trouble for sure!'

    Tessa strained to heft Shane up. Her legs trembled from trying to sling him over her shoulder. 'Okay, he's much heavier than he looks.' She tried to take a step forward, but her legs buckled. 'Ugh. Come on, Riolu. Dig deep. Just get him over to Sylveon's and then he'll be her problem.'

    She slowly shuffled off toward the dirt road.

    XxX

    ~Sunrise Village, Sylveon's House~

    Tessa trudged toward the lone, pink, circular home sitting a ways off from the circular array of buildings. She couldn't lift her head up to see the windows and chimney designed to resemble Sylveon's eyes and bow, respectively. But she was able to brace Shane against one of the house's pillars styled after Sylveon's feeler-like ribbons. She slowly twisted the door handle and threw the door open. Tessa threw Shane to the ground.

    "Sylveon... I'm home," Tessa wheezed. "And I, uh, kind of need your help."

    Across the room, Sylveon dropped the mixing bowl held in her ribbons and jogged over to the front door. "My goodness!" she gasped. "What happened here?"

    "It's... a long story," Tessa groaned. She staggered over to a nearby chair and collapsed onto it. "I found him in Azure Cape. He looked and smelled like he'd been in the sea. But he woke up and started saying all this weird stuff and, uh, then he passed out again. Do you think you could help him? I'm worried he's hurt."

    Sylveon looked down at Shane. "Well, I think I may have something that could help him out." She gently scooped Shane up in her ribbons and carried him off toward one of the house's bedrooms. Tessa let out a groan and settled back in the chair. She had eyes shut for a minute, when footsteps caught her attention and made her sit up in the chair.

    "Hey Tessa, do you think the sea is magic?"

    Tessa looked over at Eevee, who had jumped up to put his forepaws on the chair. "What makes you say that?"

    "Well, you said it spat out Vulpix. And made him talk crazy," Eevee said. "Unless you were telling a big, fat lie."

    "No. I really did find him passed out on the beach," Tessa sighed.

    The door to her room opened and Sylveon stepped out. "Well, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with Vulpix. The poor thing was exhausted, that's all," she reported. "He must have riled himself up on the beach and fainted from fatigue."

    "Is Vulpix gonna be okay?" Tessa asked.

    "With bedrest and some food, he should be up and about come tomorrow," Sylveon answered. "Did you end up carrying him all the way here?" Tessa nodded. "Goodness," Sylveon gasped, "You must be tired. Or maybe you were jumpy after going to the guild?"

    Tessa looked down guiltily. "Uh… about that. Y'see, I–"

    Sylveon frowned. "You didn't go, did you?"

    Eevee's ears drooped. "Did… did I pick the wrong berry?"

    "What? No, Eevee, of course not," Tessa insisted. "I just..." She glanced up at Sylveon. "... couldn't follow through. I started thinking about Mom and Dad again and…" Her voice trailed off. Tessa got to her feet and approached Sylveon. "You're Mom's friend. Did she drop by while I was out or send a postcard or a letter in the mail? Please, Sylveon, you have to know something."

    "I'm sorry, Tessa." Sylveon nudged Tessa's chin with a ribbon. "Nothing's changed since last week. I'm still just as in the dark as you are. Besides, she and I haven't really spoken since, well..." She fell silent and Tessa hung her head. "If anything, the guild is more likely to know where she is than I am."

    Tessa's shoulders slumped. "I understand," she sighed. "Um, is Vulpix awake now?"

    "Yes. But don't talk to him too long. I want him to rest," Sylveon replied.

    Tessa opened the door and entered her room. There, she found Shane lying on her straw bed, looking out a window. "H-Hi there," she whispered. "Sorry about, y'know, back at the beach."

    "You mean for socking me in the head with that bag of yours?" Shane grumbled. "Not a great first impression, if I'm honest."

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Tessa blurted out. "I panicked for a moment and thought you were an outlaw who wanted to steal my stuff."

    "But I told you I'm a human," Shane stated.

    "That's very hard to believe," Tessa said. "I've heard that outlaws know some crafty tricks."

    Shane stiffened. "Wait. I lost consciousness after you hit me."

    "How many times do I have to apologize for th–?"

    "Quiet a sec," Shane said, drawing an annoyed look from Tessa. "If this was a dream, it should've ended when you knocked me out, but I'm still here. And I'm still a weird, white-furred Vulpix."

    "All Vulpixes have white fur here," Tessa reminded him.

    Shane's eyes sparkled and his tails thumped excitedly. "Don't you realize what this means? I'm really in the world of Pokémon!" He jumped to his feet. "I'm gonna be a hero!"

    His legs suddenly shook and he flopped back on his belly. "Careful, careful," Tessa scolded, running up to Shane's side. "You're suffering from fatigue. You need to rest."

    "I can tell," Shane groaned.

    "Here." Tessa produced Eevee's oran berry from her satchel. "Eat this to keep your strength up."

    Shane sniffed the berry and gobbled it up. 'Wow! Normally, I can't stand fruits and veggies. But this thing's so sweet,' he thought. "Thank you," he said to Tessa, "that really hit the spot."

    Tessa sat on the floor next to the bed. "So, you're really a human, then?"

    "Yup!" Shane proclaimed. "But, it's strange." His brow furrowed. "In the games… humans always lost their memories when they came to the Pokémon world. But I still remember everything perfectly. Apart from how I got here, I suppose."

    "Games?" Tessa parroted.

    "Ah, right," Shane chuckled. "They never had to have a conversation like this in the games, I suppose." He pivoted on the bed to face Tessa. "See, in my world, Pokémon are fictional characters." Tessa gave him a blank look. "Y'know, made up? Don't really exist?"

    Tessa frowned. "Okay, I'm starting to doubt your story again."

    "I'm serious," Shane said. "Before I woke up here, I was a male human. I had a family with two little sisters who bugged the heck out of me. I lived with them until I moved out. Then, I stayed on my own in this shabby little house in the projects of a human city and worked a job in a human hospital. I went to bed one night and, next thing I know, I wake up to see you talking to me."

    "Well, if you just got here, what's with the jewelry?" Tessa asked, pointing to Shane's foreleg.

    "Huh?" Shane looked down at the anklet clinging to his thigh. "I've never seen this thing before." He pressed his other forepaw against it, only to find that the anklet wouldn't move. "Urrrnnngggh… I think it's stuck. You got any grease or butter here?"

    "We do, but Sylveon only keeps enough around for her cooking."

    "Never mind," Shane sighed. He sank back down in the bed. "So, does this mean we're going to go the guild tomorrow?"

    'He still wants to go? Even after I hit him?' Tessa gasped. 'No. Don't get your hopes up, Tessa. You'll end up disappointed... or worse!'

    Her fur stood on end. "Why me? I already told you I don't fully trust you," she said.

    "Isn't it obvious? I'm a human. If I'm here, then this world is in trouble," Shane insisted. "The only way we're gonna find out is by joining with the guild so we can explore and, well, stumble onto whatever problem the world's about to face."

    "That's a bit of a stretch, don't you think?" Tessa countered.

    "Didn't you tell me you'd heard stories of humans before?" Shane asked. "Well, what were they about? They couldn't have been mundane, otherwise your parents wouldn't bother telling you them." He didn't notice the look of horror that flashed across Tessa's face when he said the word "parents."

    Tessa tried to compose herself to give an answer. "Well…" She rubbed her shoulder. "My parents did say that some bad stuff has happened in their lifetimes. And that humans supposedly played a role in making that stuff go away. The Pokémon that were involved... they're all pretty famous now. Saving Temporal Tower from collapse... blowing up a planet-sized meteor... stopping embodiments of all negativity... that's the stuff of legends, yeah. But those heroes are all the way on the other side of the world. They don't care about the Horizon Continent. So, I try not to focus on it. Besides, nothing's gone wrong since I hatched out of my egg."

    Shane tensed up. 'Wait. Those sound just like the games!' he realized. "I think I get what you're talking about."

    "Are you serious? The only way you'd know what I'm talking about is if you were from this world. But you're claiming you're from the human world. So, which is it, huh?" Tessa scoffed.

    Shane laughed nervously. "I'm from the human world. I was there... and now I'm here, with this mysterious anklet, no less. Considering my situation, I don't have a problem believing those stories." He tapped a forepaw against his chin. "You know... I saw a gleam in your eyes when you described the stories to me. I thought you said you didn't care much about them."

    'Nnnngh... what am I supposed to say to that? That I've spent years of my life praying I could be as famous as Team Go-Getters and Team Poképals?' Tessa worried. 'He'll just use that as an excuse to make me go to the guild... where I'll fail miserably!'

    "Wait, I just thought of something that could help here," Shane said. "Tell me... do you know what a human looks like?"

    Tessa stiffened. "No. Everyone knows that the humans that show up... they're always…" She looked up at Shane. "… turned into Pokémon... like you're claiming to be."

    "Exactly!" Shane proclaimed.

    'This... this can't be real,' Tessa thought, her heart racing. 'Did I really find a human, just like my heroes? No... this has to be a mistake. There's no way this could happen to a screw-up like me.'

    "I… I'm sorry." Tessa clutched her head and shook it. "This is just so much to take in."

    "… ha! That's how I should be feeling, not you," Shane laughed.

    Tessa frowned. "You're not helping."

    Shane sighed. "Y'know, the guild's my best shot at figuring out how to return to the human world," he said. "But, if I just go by myself, they'll never believe I'm a human."

    'Certainly not with that attitude of yours. The human heroes were all soft-spoken and kind,' Tessa thought. "What do you want me to do about that?"

    "Take me there. We'll form an exploration team and find a way for me to go home." Shane rolled onto his back and stretched out his limbs. "And if it just so happens we discover a terrifying evil plot and foil it, then that'll just be an added benefit."

    Tessa's aura feelers throbbed. 'He's serious. The way he's talking, he really thinks we could be legendary heroes. But there's no way that could happen. I can't even walk up to the guild's front door. We'd be a terrible team.' She fidgeted with her scarf. "I… I'm sorry. I don't want to do something like that," she muttered.

    "Are you serious?" Shane looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You could be a hero! You'd be just like the Pokémon in your stories. Imagine… Riolu, the legendary explorer."

    Tessa pulled her scarf over her eyes. 'Ohh... that's been my dream since I was a pup. Why does he have to sound so confident about this?' Her brow furrowed. 'Maybe I'm not giving him enough credit? He could be what I need to get out of this rut. I mean... he seems to like me. That's more than I can say for any of the other Pokémon my age here... aside from Eevee. I can't go to the guild alone, but if I have Vulpix...'

    Tessa's thoughts trailed off and she suddenly tensed. Images flashed through her mind.

    A lithe Lucario standing in a doorway, looking back in her direction. "Go stay with Sylveon until I return. I promise... I won't be long."

    A streak of white flashing across her vision. The tip of a black scythe hovering in front of her.


    "No… I can't…" Tessa stumbled to her feet. "I can't take you to the guild. Not now. Not ever."

    Tessa scrambled for the door. "Hey, wait, where are you going?" Shane called.

    "Somewhere else! We've already spoken too long. You need to rest."

    The door slammed shut before Shane could further protest.

    Shane rolled onto his stomach. 'Well, that was a bust. She must not be my partner, then.' He yawned and stretched out across Tessa's bed. "As soon as I'm rested up, I'll hit the road and look for the right Pokémon. Maybe there's another, cheerier Riolu wandering around, and she's just a red herring."

    XxX​

    Tessa's eyes opened. She looked around the room, trying to make out the furniture in the dark. She put a paw up to her face, and clasped one of her aura feelers. It trembled in her grip. Tessa's heart started pounding. She sat up and stared at the front door. 'Is… someone outside?' Tessa slid to her feet and tiptoed toward the front door. The closer she got, the more her aura feelers throbbed.

    'Oh, why can't you guys just work like you're supposed to?'
    she lamented. 'I wouldn't have to go outside if I could actually read auras like I'm supposed to.'

    She slowly opened up the door and a creaking noise echoed through the room. Tessa flinched and quickly slipped outside. The moment she shut the door, her aura feelers stood up on end. Her ears twitched and she pivoted to her left. She could see a shadowy blur off in the distance, but it was too dark for her to make out what she was looking at.

    "I think the test was a bust, Umbry. This definitely isn't the Mist Continent. Heck, I don't think I've ever been here before."

    Tessa heard the bushes rustling and pressed herself up against one of the house's pillars. She held her breath and gently poked her head out to confirm the blurry figure was still standing there. 'What do I do? Should I go inside and tell Sylveon? Or wait to see if they leave?'

    Before she could give her situation any further thought, a male voice said, "You're right, Espy. Looks like our Ultra Entercard screwed up again. And this was the worst miss we've had so far! It's gonna take days of tweaking to deal with this."

    "What are we supposed to do in the meantime?" the first voice – Espy, if Tessa had to guess – asked. "Do you really want to risk using another Ultra Entercard? What if it drops us into a volcano, huh?"

    "I'd rather take my chances if it means actually getting to go home and avoid sleeping in some bushes by a hick town and a forest dungeon," Umbry growled. "We're supposed to be keeping a low profile, remember? That goes completely out the window if we stay here. Everyone in the village will wake up and see us."

    "I'm not an idiot, Umbry," Espy scoffed. "Besides, it's too late to go unnoticed. We're not alone."

    Tessa's heart leaped into her throat. 'No, that's impossible! She couldn't have seen me... I've been hidden the entire time.' She got onto her paws and knees and tried to crawl back toward the front door. But she looked over in the direction she'd been staring and found a pair of bright blue eyes looking right at her.

    Underneath Espy's eyes, a winged heart twinkled in the moonlight. Espy darted forward without so much as a word. Tessa scrambled to her feet, trying to throw the door to the house open. But Espy managed to close the distance between them astonishingly fast. Tessa tried to shout for help, but a pink forepaw covered up her snout. Next think she knew, she was pinned on her back. Tessa looked up at her assailant, eyes freezing on the black crystals covering Espy's chest and shoulders.

    "Ssssshhhhhh," Espy whispered, pressing her forepaw harder against Tessa's snout. Her forked tail snapped to her side, revealing black, metallic spokes where the tips of her tail should've been. "Well, aren't you a curious little eavesdropper. It looks like this accidental trip won't be a complete bust after all. Umbry and I can always use a new... playmate."

    She leaned forward, showing off the star-shaped diamond embedded in her forehead. Tiny metal veins fanned out from the diamond, digging into Espy's scalp. The sight made Tessa's skin crawl. Espy's diamond startled to crackle with red and black energy.

    Tessa tried to struggle out from Espy's grip, but she was too strong. 'This can't be happening! I'm too young to die!'

    Her entire world went bright red. But, to her complete surprise, she didn't feel anything. The red light faded as quickly as it appeared, leaving her staring at Espy's shocked expression.

    "Impossible," she whispered. "You shouldn't be lying there like that. I just infected you. Your fur's supposed to burn. There should be Pheromosa parts tearing through your flesh! What's going on here?"

    "Espy, what is wrong with you? What part of keeping a low profile didn't you understand? Get over here... now!" Umbry ordered. Tessa could just make out another figure out of the corner of her eyes. But all she could see was a pair of fierce red eyes, accentuated by glowing red rings on what she guessed were Umbry's tail, legs, and ears.

    "Just a second, Umbry. Can't you see I'm in the middle of something important here?" Espy hissed.

    The winged heart sigil on Umbry's forehead flashed and Espy tensed up. "I don't care. We're not here to infect anyone. You've already screwed things up for us big time. Let's get going before you manage to give me an even bigger headache."

    "But Umbry, don't you see? She withstood infection," Espy exclaimed, again pressing down on Tessa's face. Tessa teared up at this. "We have to take her with us. She's exactly what I've been looking for. She's the perfect new playmate for us." Umbry stomped over to their location and bit down on one of Espy's crystal-coated, triangular ears.

    "Ow... OWW!" she shouted, releasing her grip on Tessa, who remained lying on the ground, frozen in fear. "What are you doing, you moron? We need to take her with us."

    "No, we don't. I told you to stay with me, but you just wouldn't listen," Umbry snarled. He released his grip on Espy, who stumbled next to him. "Wipe her memories of us so we can leave. And this time, no infections, no talking about finding new playmates, and, most importantly, no jumping strangers!"

    Espy rolled her eyes. She pointed them at Tessa and they flashed pink. Tessa went rigid and then immediately relaxed.

    "There, happy?" Espy huffed. Umbry lowered his head and shoved her toward the nearby forest. Espy squeaked in protest, but Umbry shoved her forward again. This continued until they had both disappeared into the trees.

    Tessa slowly sat up, getting over her stupor. She blinked a few times. Her mind raced for some reason, but she couldn't tell why. 'What the–? When did I get out here?' She opened her mouth, expecting to say something. But instead, Tessa's world went completely black. She was unconscious seconds before she fell back into the dirt, snout pointed up toward the starry sky.

    XxX​

    Tessa had no idea how long she was out for. Only that it was still nighttime when she reawakened. After blinking a few times to clear her vision, her head started throbbing. 'What happened to me? I remember going to sleep, but now I'm outside,' she thought.

    As she got to her feet, she sensed that something was wrong. A chill ran across her neck. She brought her paws up to her neck and felt around. Panic overtook her as her paws brushed against fur. Tessa looked down at the ground.

    'Where's my scarf?'
    she wondered. 'Where did it go? Where did it go?!' She whirled around and continued scanning the ground. 'I still had it on my neck when I went to sleep. Don't tell me someone dragged me out here and stole it!' She looked back to the house. 'Wait, what if it was that Vulpix? What if I was right? He could've–'

    "Kweh heh heh! What a stroke of luck, eh, Jangmo-o? And here we was thinking we'd be going home empty-handed."

    Tessa looked to her left. There, she spotted a pair of Pokémon walking along the dirt road. A set of gleaming white claws held up a rainbow scarf. It glistened under the moonlight. Tessa balled her paws up into fists and charged toward her scarf. "HEY! Stop... thieves! Gimme back my scarf!" she shouted. The two Pokémon turned around in surprise.

    "Suh... Sneasel, what are we gonna do? She wasn't supposed to wake up and see us!" Jangmo-o gasped. "How are we supposed to make our brilliant getaway now? She's gonna try and stop us!"

    Sneasel slapped his accomplice upside the head. "Jangmo-o, you ditz! You ain't supposed to tell the broad we're escaping. That'll ruin the whole point of, well, escaping!"

    Jangmo-o rubbed the back of his head. "S-Sorry, boss."

    Tessa barked angrily and lunged at the thieves. They both jumped out of the way. Sneasel yanked Tessa's scarf back just in time to avoid her reach. He slung it over his arm. "Nice going there, Jangmo-o. Your big mouth cost us a big head start!" Sneasel scoffed.

    "But ain't you just wasting more time by yelling at me?" Jangmo-o retorted.

    Sneasel's eyes widened. "You're right. What are we standing around for? Time to deploy our super speedy getaway special. Ready? Go!" Tessa jumped back to her feet and tried to swipe at her attackers, but Jangmo-o and Sneasel had already broken into a run.

    Sneasel turned to look back at Tessa. "Kweh heh heh! Nice try girlie, but ain't no Pokémon around here can outrun us!" he shouted. "We'll take great care of your scarf, though!"

    "Heh... yeah! Thanks for the present, toots," Jangmo-o cackled.

    'No... not my scarf...' Tessa whimpered. 'Not Dad's scarf. That was all I had left of him. And now it's gone!' She dropped to her knees. 'This is all Vulpix's fault. If I didn't run into him, I'd be sleeping in my bed and nothing bad would've happened!' She smacked the ground with her paw. 'I got suckered by him. Because I'm an idiot! A weak... pathetic idiot who can't even stand up for herself!' Tears welled up in her eyes.

    "Hey, what are you just laying around for? Aren't you gonna go after them?"

    Tessa turned around and spotted Shane trotting over to her. She quickly rubbed her eyes dry with her paw.

    "Vulpix? What are you doing out here?" Tessa hiccupped. "You're supposed to be resting."

    "I heard you shouting. And I already told you, it's Shane," he replied. "Wait, were you crying? Because of those two jerks? Come on! They didn't look so tough. I bet we can take them!"

    Tessa went slack-jawed. "Wh-what? Are you crazy? We can't just go after them. It's the middle of the night!"

    "So? If that scarf's really so important that it'd make you start crying, then we have to get it back," Shane said. "Are you just going to sit there or are we going to give chase?"

    Tessa blinked tears from her eyes. "We?"

    Shane extended a forepaw. "Yeah. I do owe you for letting me crash in your room."

    Tessa's eyes darted around as she tired to process Shane's offer. Wasn't she just cursing him out a moment ago? Could she really work with him on the fly? "But there's no way we'll catch them. They both blend into the night so well," she whimpered. "We should just wake up Sylveon and call up Officer Magnezone. He'll know what to do."

    "Yeah, right," Shane scoffed. "If we do that, I guarantee you that your scarf's as good as gone." He started to walk ahead of her. "Losing that scarf clearly shook you up, so it's gotta be important to you. Don't let it go without a fight."

    Shane helped Tessa to her feet. "Right." She nodded, wiping snot from her nose. "I can't let them take my scarf. It means... a lot to me. We have to go after them."

    "That's the spirit!" Shane chirped. "Just tell me which way we need to go."

    "They were heading toward Azure Cape… I think. Maybe if we hurry we can catch them while they're still there?" Tessa said.

    "Only one way to find out," Shane declared, and then took off running.

    XxX​

    I know this probably seems familiar. And that's intentional! I promise, the further we go, the crazier things are going to get. But, if you didn't like it, that's okay! I know this kind of story isn't for everyone. And if you do stick around, I hope you have fun. :)
     
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    Chapter 2
  • This chapter was originally uploaded on August 10th, 2017. The title is a play on Cape Canaveral, because yes, this fic's totally having anime dub levels of cheesy titles. Enjoy!

    XxX

    Chapter 2: Cape Conundrum

    ~Azure Cape~

    Shane quickly discovered that his bravado came with a fatal flaw: running. Namely, he was bad at it. When he finally managed to stop stumbling every few feet, he found himself wincing with every step he took. Pebbles lodged themselves between his digits, and the coarse ground scratched his new paw pads. He gritted his teeth and kept at it, though, trying to keep up with Tessa. But it wasn't long before his lungs started burning. Sweat pooled in his tuft of hair. It collapsed, plastering slimy fur against his eyes. He had to shut them to drive away the stinging sensation.

    "Okay… running on four legs is not as easy… as those dogs on TV make it," he panted.

    "Then why did you suggest going after these guys?" Tessa growled from up ahead of him.

    "I'm not the one who lives here," Shane said. "You should've told me... how far it was..."

    Tessa shook her head. 'This was a huge mistake. But, we've already come out all this way. It'd be pointless to turn back.' She spotted twinkling lights ahead of her. "We're approaching the beach."

    "Great. I could do with a midnight dip at this point," Shane quipped.

    "Are you even taking this seriously? This whole thing was your idea," Tessa groaned. "I do want my scarf back."

    "I know," Shane acknowledged, "I just didn't factor in the run distance. Aha ha… ha…"

    They jogged down the hill in tandem. The grass and dirt gave way to a sandy beach that sparkled in the moonlight. The cool sand soothed Shane's sore paws. He sighed contently. Tessa slowed up and looked around.

    "I don't see them anywhere," she reported.

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Puh-lease. Like they would really just stand in the middle of a wide-open beach. They may not have sounded like the sharpest tacks in the toolkit, but no introductory boss could be that stupid. Maybe they went somewhere else?"

    "That doesn't make sense. The Cape's the only place in this direction besides Aeon Town," Tessa said. "Maybe they found somewhere to hide?"

    "Like that giant wall of trees over there?" Shane said, jerking his head back.

    Tessa's eyes widened. "No way! That's part of the boundary of Dewdrop Woods," she said. "They, um, wouldn't try to breach a Mystery Dungeon and hide there just to seal a scarf, would they? They'd get jumped by wild Pokémon for sure."

    "What are you asking me for? I don't know a thing about this place, other then it's wet and sandy," Shane scoffed. "Feels nice after that run, though. We ought to come here again sometime."

    Tessa slumped over. "Then, it's hopeless, isn't it?"

    "Hey, cut it out with that quitter talk, Riolu! We're not giving up yet," Shane said, slapping her on the back. Tessa whirled on him with an angry look, but Shane ignored her. "Look at me. I died on the first Goomba in World 1-1 of Super Mario Bros. the first time I ever played it. And did I break the game cartridge in a rage? No. I mean, I was playing an emulator, so there wasn't a cartridge to break and I definitely wasn't about to smash Dad's computer. But, the point is, I kept at it and, a few months later, I was able to beat the game!"

    Tessa gave him a confused look. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I thought we were here to get my scarf back. Are you telling me you think it's going to take months?"

    Shane rolled his eyes. "No. I'm saying that, even if they're not out in the open, those two still sounded like a pair of knuckleheads," Shane said. "No way they're bright enough to have a solid escape route planned out. Especially if they just scooped up your scarf on a whim."

    "You seem remarkably confident for someone who doesn't even know where he's going," Tessa sighed. She was about to say something else when her aura feelers twitched. "Wait a tic." She scanned the beachfront. "I think someone's out there."

    "Why, cause your little face baubles told you?" Shane scoffed. "Man, sure must be nice having magic aura-sensing powers at your beck and call." His snout wrinkled. "All glory to the aura wielder. Making every other Pokémon look bad since the mid-2000's."

    He huffed and looked away, pouting. 'Was it really too much to ask for me to be a Riolu? I never get what I want.'

    "I can't really control it, you know," Tessa mumbled, rubbing one of the feelers.

    "Seriously?" Shane cocked an eyebrow. "Oh god, are you, like, actually a little kid?"

    "What? No," Tessa said, looking a bit insulted at that.

    "Then what's the problem? Are you sick or disabled?" He rolled his eyes. 'Figures something like this would happen. I get to be around a real Riolu and she can't even use any aura. Good grief. There's bad luck and then there's my luck.'

    "I just... I don't have anyone to teach me how to use aura, okay?" Tessa said. "If my feelers twitch like this, I can pick up some traces of another Pokémon's presence. But it's only for the briefest of moments and…" Her brow furrowed. "Oh, why am I wasting time explaining this to you anyway? Let's just keep going."

    "To where?"

    "Over by that rock formation." Tessa pointed a paw forward. She and Shane cautiously approached the area. As they did, Tessa's aura feelers twitched again. "I think we're getting close."

    "Well, we sure won't hear anything if you keep flapping those gums."

    Tessa reached out and clamped Shane's snout. His eyes went wide. "Quiet! They're talking," she said.

    "Kweh heh heh heh! Like taking candy off a hatchling," Sneasel's voice carried from behind the rocks.

    Jangmo-o whistled. "It's so sparkly. Like it's made out of gems."

    SMACK!

    "You dope. They don't make clothing out of gems," Sneasel barked. "How would a 'mon wear something like that? It'd be wicked uncomfortable."

    "Maybe for you."

    "Well, some of us don't have scales," Sneasel pointed out. "Especially not ones shaped like wussy li'l hearts. Ain't that right, heart-face?"

    "Oh yeah? Well... well... I'd rather have a scaly face than a feather popping out of my head," Jangmo-o countered. "It looks all girly."

    "Then catch!"

    "Augh!" Jangmo-o hollered. "What'd ya do that for? I don't want this thing."

    "There. Now you're the girly one," Sneasel laughed. "Go on, twirl around for me with that frilly scarf. Kweh heh heh!"

    "Nnnrrrrggghhhhh." Tessa gnashed her teeth together. She released her grip on Shane's mouth and jumped across the rock formation. "Gimme my scarf back!" she shouted.

    Sneasel and Jangmo-o jumped to attention. "What the–?" Sneasel narrowed his eyes at Tessa. "Hey, ain't that the broad we swiped this scarf from?"

    "Either that, or she has a twin sister," Jangmo-o replied. "She's got the same extra fur tufts over her ears."

    Sneasel rubbed his claws together. "Kweh heh heh heh! You actually tailed us out here? That's cute. Real cute. But you're a fool if you think you can take us alone," he taunted.

    'Well, I guess that's my cue,' Shane thought. "Who said anything about Riolu being alone?" he bellowed, trotting out from his hiding spot and puffing out his chest. "Well?" He looked at Tessa with a smirk. "How was that? Pretty heroic entrance, eh? Anyway." He cleared his throat. "Surrender… you fiends! Return the scarf at once."

    Sneasel and Jangmo-o exchanged looks, only to break down laughing. Shane's expression faltered. "Hey! What's the big idea? You should be, I dunno, quaking in fear or something. Don't you have any idea who you're messing with?"

    Tessa's shoulders slouched. 'I don't like where this is going.'

    "Kweh heh heh heh! We should be afraid? Of what, you, Snowy? Don't make me laugh," Sneasel dismissed.

    "But, you laughed before you said that, dude," Jangmo-o pointed out.

    Sneasel whirled on his counterpart, a vein bulging out of his forehead. "How's a guy supposed to talk tough if his partner's not backing him up, huh?"

    Jangmo-o stiffened. "Err… uh… well…" He narrowed his eyes at Shane and Tessa. "We stole this scarf fair and square. Back off or we'll have to get nasty!"

    "Oh yeah?" Shane jumped at the two of them. "Well, take this!"

    He opened his mouth, only to cough up a puff of air. His eyes widened. "Hey, what's the big idea? Where's my attack?" he gasped.

    "It's right here!" Sneasel shouted, slamming into Shane with a sudden burst of speed. Shane fell into the sand with a holler.

    "Your turn, puppy-girl. This is for ruining our patented super speedy getaway special!" Jangmo-o cried. He charged at a trembling Tessa.

    'No, no, no, no. This is not how this was supposed to go down!' She raised up her arms in a vain attempt at shielding. 'Oh pleeeeeeease let this work.'

    Jangmo-o tackled Tessa, but she maintained her balance. Her arms glowed red and she swung both fists at her attacker. She socked Jangmo-o right in the snout. He stumbled back in a daze. "Owie! Owie!" His eyes teared up. "Sneasel! She countered me right in the schnozzle. That's not faaaaair. Tell her to fight fair!"

    "That's a bit rich coming from you, don't you think?" Tessa growled. 'Thank the gods, it actually worked.'

    "Oh yeah? Well… well… if you're gonna be like that, then I've got no qualms about doing… this!" Jangmo-o scooped up some sand in his claws and hurled it at Tessa. She threw up her paws, but her reaction time was too slow. Coarse granules scratched Tessa's eyes, turning her vision blurry. Tessa stumbled back, trying to brush the sand out of her eyes. Jangmo-o charged forward and tackled her to the ground.

    "C'mon, Riolu! That was weak. Put your back into it," Shane barked from beside her.

    "Why don't you worry about yourself, Snowy? Kweh heh heh!" Sneasel cackled. He darted forward, seemingly disappearing before Shane's eyes. Next thing he knew, Sneasel reappeared beside him, knocking him back into the sand.

    "Auugggh! Pleeechff… gwwwaaaaf!" Shane coughed up sand. He ran his tongue across the insides of his cheeks, and nearly gagged. "Dang it! Why can't I make an attack? Where's the fire?" He jumped to his feet and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. "Come on, stupid, girly Vulpix body. Flame on! Torch 'em! Get all fired up! Fire in the hole!" He clenched a forepaw. "Why isn't any of this working? Ugh, this is why I wanted to be a Riolu!"

    "Kweh heh heh! Your friend Snowy's a few berries short of a bush, toots," Sneasel cackled, rubbing his claws together. "All the better for easy pickings."

    Shane shot Tessa a panicked look. "Riolu. Why can't I use Ember? I'm a Vulpix, right?"

    "I'm… a bit busy… OOF!" Tessa and Jangmo-o collided with one another mid-charge. They bounced back in opposite directions.

    Sneasel doubled over in laughter. "A Vulpix using Ember? What rocks are rattling around in your brain, Snowy? You're half a world off in your thinking." He disappeared into the shadows again, and then struck Shane from behind. Shane whimpered as he skidded across the sand. Dusty streaks formed across his pristine, white coat.

    "Get a load of this clown, Jangmo-o. He really thinks he's like them orange Vulpixes across the ocean. What a riot!" Sneasel taunted.

    "You idiot," Tessa shouted from ahead of him, "Why would you even suggest trying to fight these guys if you don't even know how to use your own moves?"

    "Well, I… I thought I could just use Ember. It's the low-level fire-type move. That's how it works when a Pokémon starts out battling, right?" Shane groaned, trying to lumber to his feet.

    Tessa ducked a lunging Jangmo-o and whirled on Shane. "Fire-type? Have you completely lost your mind? You're an ice-type, you ditz! How could you not have known that? Look at your fur color!"

    "Wait, what?" Shane's jaw dropped. "Is that your idea of witty battling banter? It needs serious work!"

    Tessa glared at him. "For the love of... does it look like I'm joking to you?"

    Shane's eyes widened. "No way! An ice-type Vulpix? What sort of messed up universe is this, huh?"

    "The one that's gonna be your end, Snowy! Kweh heh heh heh!"

    Shane yipped in fright and tunneled into the sand. Sneasel emerged from the shadows, but sailed right over him. Shane popped his brown, sand-covered head up.

    'An ice-type? Then I should know an ice-type move, right?' he figured. 'Okay, Shane, make or break time. You've just gotta think cold. Ice cubes. Popsicles. The freezer aisle at the old grocery store with those god-awful pizzas. My bedroom during the winter because running the heat's too expensive. Aha!'

    A chill ran across Shane's fur and numbness spread down his limbs. He opened his mouth and a flurry of snowflakes rushed out. Sneasel flinched and threw his claws over his face. "Holy Karp! I am an ice-type," Shane gasped. "Are you kidding me? This is terrible! Ice is, like, the most garbage-tier of all the types. I'd have even taken poison over this. What, did I piss this world's Arceus off or something? I definitely didn't ask to have my Pokémon life set to 'hard mode!'"

    "Finally realized the obvious, did we?" Sneasel wiped frost from his brow. "Well, it ain't gonna make no difference. I can withstand Powder Snows all night. Kweh heh heh!"

    A lightbulb went off in Shane's head. "Riolu!" he shouted, sprinting away from Sneasel.

    "Not… nnngh… now!" Tessa grunted, trading blows with Jangmo-o once again. A short gust of snowy air raced past her shoulder and struck Jangmo-o. He gave a cry of pain as frost covered up his right flank.

    "We're switching targets," Shane instructed.

    "Right, because your other ideas have worked out great so far," Tessa protested.

    Shane grabbed Tessa's shoulders with his forepaws and spun her around. Sneasel charged the duo down, brandishing his claws. "Go for it, champ. I believe in you," Shane said, shoving Tessa forward. He spun around to face the dazed Jangmo-o.

    "Nuh-not c-c-c-c-cool," Jangmo-o said, tiny fangs chattering in his mouth.

    "Oh, wait! Time out!" Shane held up a forepaw. "That's a perfect setup for my first heroic one-liner. Ahem…" He straightened himself up. "On the contrary, you ugly little Cranidos wannabe. It's very cool!" he proclaimed. He gave Jangmo-o a cheeky grin. "Eh? Eh? What'd you think? Pretty good, huh?" Jangmo-o looked at Shane in disbelief. "Bah, everyone's a critic," Shane grumbled, and then released another flurry of snowflakes.

    Jangmo-o was ready this time and jumped back. When he did, his body started glowing red. "Oh no you don't. You can't run from me. I've got type advantage on my side, villainous scum!" Shane declared. He dashed forward, spewing more snow. Jangmo-o dug in his legs and absorbed the blow. The scale on his forehead lit up bright white in the night.

    "Huh?" Shane's snout stiffened.

    "Vulpix, get outta there!" Shane heard Tessa cry from behind him. She and Sneasel had just bounced back after smacking into one another. "He's Biding. If he redirects that attack on you, it's gonna hurt."

    "Eh?" Shane turned around and his eyes widened as a glowing Jangmo-o charged him down. "Ahh! No… stay back… stay BACK!" He gave a loud, girlish shriek. Jangmo-o halted mid-charge. An invisible force grabbed hold of him and flung him back into one of the nearby rocks.

    "Gnaaaaaargh!" Jangmo-o cried. His stored energy evaporated around him.

    "Alright!" Shane cheered. "What the heck did I just do? Did I learn Hyper Voice in my first battle? Man, I am totally awesome! I'm gonna be the best human savior this world's ever seen."

    No sooner did he finish that sentence then Sneasel popped out of the shadows and slammed into him from behind. Shane faceplanted into the sand. "So, Snowy thinks he's a big-shot because he Roared my partner at the right time, huh?" Sneasel scoffed. "Well that's nothing but a dirty lie. Kweh heh heh!"

    "Sorry, Vulpix!" Tessa called. She flash-stepped forward, using the burst of speed to charge into Sneasel. The two tumbled across the sand.

    "It's… pllletttth… Shane," Shane grumbled, spitting out more sand.

    "Sneasel, it ain't fair!" Jangmo-o whined. "They ain't supposed to use tactics against us. I don't see no guild badges on 'em. We've been bamboozled!"

    Sneasel and Tessa staggered to their feet. "Huh. So, that's your game huh? Kweh heh heh! Not bad, girlie."

    Tessa narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"

    "You pretend to be all innocent and weak. Then you tail a couple of decent-looking targets and knock 'em about," Sneasel replied. "That's pretty low… even by our standards. How long you been on the outlaw board for, huh?"

    "I am not a thug," Tessa declared. Sneasel darted from his spot, disappearing into the shadows. He reemerged and struck Tessa in the chest. But as she stumbled back, she swung her right arm around. Red light flared up around her fist. She smacked Sneasel in the gut.

    "Aaaaagh!" Sneasel spun about from the force of the blow. He stumbled about for a few steps before collapsing onto his belly.

    "Sneasel!" Jangmo-o's eyes widened. Shane jumped in his path.

    "There. Now, surrender that scarf or I'll turn you into a lizardsicle," Shane declared.

    Jangmo-o unwrapped the scarf. "Fine. You want it so bad? Here…" He used his jaw to hurl it forward. "Take it!"

    The scarf blinded Shane. He let out a surprised gasp and stumbled back. Jangmo-o bore down and charged at him. Tessa saw the scene happening and immediately tried to run forward. But Jangmo-o was much closer to Shane. Just as he pulled the scarf off his eyes, Jangmo-o slammed into him.

    Rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!

    His hardened forehead scale tore the scarf in half as he and Shane fell to the ground.

    "No!"

    Tessa staggered to a stop. Jangmo-o looked down and saw the torn halves. "Sweet! Now we can get twice as much for these," he cackled. But as he lunged to scoop up the halves, Tessa sped forward and shoulder-tackled him. Jangmo-o smacked the sand with a resounding thump and went limp. Tessa tossed sand on Jangmo-o's face for good measure, and then got to her feet. She trudged over to her torn scarf. Shane sat beside the halves, looking particularly pleased with himself.

    "Well, the going got a bit rough there at the start, but the side of good prevailed in the end. Isn't that right, Riolu?"

    Tessa kneeled down and gingerly scooped up the two strips of cloth. She rested them on her knee and dusted them off. "My... my scarf..." she whimpered. "Dad's scarf. It's ruined."

    "Riolu? Hello? Anyone home?" Shane started waving a forepaw in front of her face. "Shouldn't we, uh, find someone to arrest those guys?"

    "Uuuuuuurrrrrgh… y-you… got lucky, Snowy."

    Shane whirled around to see Sneasel up on one knee.

    "Kweh… heh… you and girlie over there… better hope… you don't see us… again," Sneasel panted. He managed to scoop up Jangmo-o and rest him on his shoulder. "Next time… no kiddie gloves…"

    "Ah yes, the old 'we were taking it easy on you,' cop out," Shane said. "What's the matter? Not 'mon enough to admit you got beaten by a white Vulpix?" He turned around and switched his tails about at Sneasel. "It's okay… I'd be embarrassed if I were you, too."

    "Ooog… Sneasel," Jangmo-o coughed, sliding off his shoulder, "We won't get no rematch if we stick around here. We've gotta execute plan R!"

    Shane raised an eyebrow. "And that is?"

    "Run away!" they shouted in unison and scurried along the beach, stumbling the whole way.

    Shane kicked the sand. "Crud, we've got to go after them!"

    "… forget it, Vulpix."

    Shane turned around to see Tessa back on her feet, cradling the halves of her scarf. "Look at us. We're all banged up and dead tired," she said. Shane looked over the tan streaks staining his pelt. Blood rushed into his face. "We're not gonna catch them," Tessa continued.

    'Ugh! If I was a Riolu like her, this wouldn't look so stupid. Heck, if I was a normal Vulpix, it wouldn't look that bad,' Shane groaned. 'But, she's got a point. My legs and chest feel heavy enough already.'

    "What about your scarf?" Shane asked.

    "Don't you mean 'scarves?'" Tessa separated them, letting them dangle uselessly in her arms. Jangmo-o had cleaved the scarf cleanly in half. The two halves were equally-sized, with each one having frayed threads on the end that had gotten cut.

    "Oh..." Shane whispered, lowering his head. "Crap... I really mucked that up, didn't I?"

    Tessa slung the half ending with the moon pattern around her neck. "Well… it fits much better now. No more tripping over it. I guess that's a consolation… or something." Her ears folded against her head.

    Shane perked back up, failing to read the disappointment in Tessa's voice "It sure is! Now you've got two of them. See, something good came out of this after all." He smiled at her.

    "I guess so," Tessa mumbled. She noticed Shane continuing to look right at her. "Uh… can I help you?"

    "Well, y'know, you've got that other scarf half there," Shane said, pawing at the ground. "I thought, I dunno, that maybe I could have it?"

    Tessa clasped the other half of the scarf against her chest. "And why would I do something like that? We're not friends."

    Shane's muzzle stiffened. "Aww, c'mon. We battled together pretty well. I'm telling you, we could make a great team."

    'There it is again,' Tessa thought. 'I know my heroes all started off fighting small-time thugs, but this just has to be a coincidence. Besides, we nearly choked big time. And... and...'

    Tessa frowned. "We hardly worked well, at all. You leaped into action without even knowing if you could use any moves... and you had the gall to scold me when you weren't doing anything to help!"

    "Well, yeah, I suppose you're right. But once I found my rhythm I–"

    "You tried to use Ember and called yourself a fire-type," Tessa reminded him. "You didn't even realize I was facing a dragon-type at first, did you?"

    "In my defense, in the world I'm from we don't have things like that Jangmo-o guy," Shane said. "Besides, he didn't use any dragon-type attacks. No harm, no foul. And I already told you before, Vulpixes are fire-types in my world. They have orange fur and–"

    "But this isn't your world," Tessa said. "The fire-type Vulpixes are only in the continents an ocean away from us. And since you clearly don't know as much as you claim to about this continent, whatever makes you think that I would want to go exploring with someone like you? Your breed of recklessness could get an unsuspecting Pokémon killed!"

    She bit her lip. 'Please... please just say something that will reassure me. I want this to work, but I know better than to get my hopes up over this.'

    "Okay, I get you're hesitant. But I can give you a great reason to adventure with me," Shane chuckled. "I'm a human in a world of Pokémon. There are legends about what folks like me can do. That makes me important and you, as the Pokémon who found me first, equally important… by extension, of course."

    'Is it really true, though?' Tessa wondered. 'Are you like the rest of them? Would... would that really make me special, too?' Her lips pursed. "You're assuming things, Vulpix."

    "It's Shane."

    "… whatever." Tessa flicked a paw. "You don't even know why you're here, right?"

    "Well, no, but I assume I–"

    Tessa quickly pounced on that statement. "Aha, see. You 'assume.' That means you don't know. So, who's to say you didn't just get brought here by accident? For all we know… no, for all anyone knows, there could be dozens of humans-turned-Pokémon running around here that don't have legends about them. All because they were dragged here by accident." She jabbed a digit into Shane's sternum and he tensed up.

    Shane sucked in a weak gasp of air. His chest tightened and he clutched it with a forepaw. 'Accident?' he repeated. His jaw locked up. Sharp, pointed, invisible edges dug into his hide. Shane violently lurched his body forward, forcing Tessa to step back. His tails curled up against his rear and his muscles spasmed. He mouthed the word "accident."

    "V... Vulpix?" Tessa gasped. 'What did I do to him?'

    Shane swayed back and forth. Tessa stepped toward him, expecting him to pass out again. To her surprise, he blinked a few times and shook his head. "Nnngh... wh... what happened?"

    Tessa managed to stuff her animosity toward Shane back in the deeper recesses of her mind. 'What was that? It didn't look like something he could just fake.' Her brow furrowed. "Mind explaining yourself, there?"

    "Huh?" Shane looked about in confusion. "What do you mean? Weren't you in the middle of accusing me of assuming stuff? Which, by the way, I'm totally not doing."

    Tessa's snout stiffened. 'This is some sort of mind game, right? He totally had a breakdown the moment I said I thought his arrival was an accident. Did he black out or something? Well, I guess this as good a chance as any to figure something important out.'

    She frowned as Shane rubbed his head with a foreleg. "Let me ask you something, Vulpix. Why me, huh? Why do I have to be your partner?"

    Shane froze, looking like a deer caught in a car's headlights. "Uh, well..." he stammered, pawing nervously at the ground. "I just... I dunno... I like you."

    "How can you say that when we've only been together one afternoon?" Tessa asked.

    "I don't know how to explain it. You give off a good vibe," Shane said, giving her a big smile.

    'He... he can't really thing that, can he? Nobody would say something like that to me except for Eevee. Did he tell Vulpix to say that?' Tessa shuffled about nervously. "That's still not good enough," she said.

    Shane bowed his head, sighing loudly. "Look, I just really like Riolus, okay. I think they're awesome." He gave her a pleading look. "You have no idea how long I've dreamed about something like this."

    Tessa crossed her arms and raised a skeptical brow. "I thought Pokémon weren't real where you were from."

    "I could still dream about it," Shane whispered. He looked back up at Tessa. "Isn't there anything I could do to convince you I'm worth your time?"

    "Apologize to me."

    "Huh?" Shane tilted his head. "What for?"

    "For rushing into battle... and getting my scarf ripped," Tessa said.

    Shane frowned. "But–" He cut himself off, wincing at the serious look in Tessa's eyes. "Okay. I'm sorry I rushed into battle. And I'm sorrier I got your scarf torn up. I'll try not to bungle things up again."

    'Something tells me that's as good as I'm gonna get,' Tessa thought. She cleared her throat. "Okay, I can accept that."

    "Ah, finally coming around, are we?" Shane asked, chuckling.

    Tessa narrowed her eyes. "Don't push it, okay. I gave you a place to stay and you helped me get my scarf back... sorta. That makes us even."

    "I guess that's fair," Shane replied. An awkward silence came over them. "So, uh, does this mean you'll come with me to the guild?" Shane batted his eyelids at Tessa.

    She shuffled backward. "I... I don't think I can."

    Her mother again leaped to the front of her mind. Lucario stood in the doorway, firmly clutching a badge in her paw. "There's something I need to do, Tessa," she said. "It's guild business, so I can't tell you about it. Go stay with Sylveon until I return. I promise… I won't be long."

    The image quickly faded, only for a new one to replace it in her mind: an Absol glaring at her with as much intensity as he could muster, pointing the tip of his scythe forward.

    "Don't you ever let me catch you setting foot in that guild. If you do, I won't hesitate to strike you down!"

    Tessa jolted to attention and rapidly shook her head. "I'm sorry!" she blurted out. "I can't… I can't do that. If… if you want to go there," she said with a gulp, "you'll just have to find someone else."

    "But you just said you'd be okay working with me," Shane reminded her. "And, well, I'm in a strange land. With no friends or family. And no idea what to do. The guild's my best option if I'm going to figure out what to do about my current situation."

    "I'm sorry, Vulpix, but I can't help you," Tessa insisted. "Please drop this subject."

    "… no!" Shane responded, causing Tessa to tense up.

    "W-Why not?" she growled.

    "Look, Riolu." Shane's gaze fell to the beach and he pawed at the sand. "You don't like me. I get it. But we can make this work somehow. We battled together pretty well, didn't we?"

    He extended a green, sand-coated paw toward Tessa. She clutched the scarf around her neck. 'I really do want to, but I can't,' she thought. 'Every time I get close to the guild, I…' The same image of an Absol barking at her flashed through her mind.

    'No!'
    Tessa straightened up her stance. 'Enough is enough. Fate may have given me the opportunity I've been praying for. To be popular! To be famous! So, I can't turn tail and run. Every pair of heroes formed a duo of some sort. And now it's my turn. Besides, Sylveon told me it's the best way to figure out where Mom went. I don't care what Gallian says… if I go with Vulpix, everyone will hopefully pay attention to him and leave me alone.'

    Tessa took a deep breath. 'Even if I think Vulpix is far from perfect, I should stick with him. Then I can be famous, just like he said. People will actually pay attention to me. I won't be a loser anymore. Everyone will want to be friends with me... just like I've dreamed of.'

    Tessa took another deep breath and closed her eyes. She then extended the other half of her scarf forward. "Don't read too deep into this, okay?" she said. "I'm just giving you this so it'll look like we coordinated a bit before going to the guild. So, here. Take it."

    Tessa opened her eyes and thought she saw Shane's eyes sparkle. He snatched the scarf up in his mouth and slung it around his neck. "Alright! This is gonna be great!" He stuck out a forepaw toward Tessa. "Uh? You gonna fist-bump me or not?"

    "No," Tessa replied. "And there are conditions attached to this. First off, I reserve the right to back out of this if I think it's a bad idea. Understand?"

    "Pfffbttt, you'll have nothing to worry about there," Shane assured. Tessa glared at him. "Okay, okay, I agree. Whatever."

    Tessa nodded. "Good. And, for the other condition, we're not going right away."

    Shane blinked in confusion. "What? Why?"

    "Because we need to do some training first," Tessa said. "I want to be absolutely sure you can use your moves when you need to so we don't have a repeat of this performance. Y'know, in case there's some sort of entrance exam or something."

    "P'shaaaw, you're overthinking this. They'll be happy to have us."

    Tessa crossed her arms. "That's my other condition. Either put up with it or the deal's off."

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Fine, if you insist." He sauntered up beside Tessa. "Come tomorrow, when I dazzle you with my attacks, you'll realize we're just wasting time."

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    ~Sunrise Village, Sylveon's House~

    "There you two are!" Sylveon grabbed hold of Shane and Tessa with her ribbons and dragged them in through the doorway. "Where did you run off to at this time of night? Do you have any idea how worried I was?"

    Tessa looked down guiltily. "It's my fault, Sylveon," she admitted. "I thought I heard someone shouting outside. And then a pair of thugs tried to steal my scarf. I woke Vulpix up and we chased them to Azure Cape. Things… got a bit out of control from there."

    "I can see that," Sylveon said. "Your scarf got cut in half. And you two are positively filthy. Are you sure you're okay?"

    "I'm a little banged up, but it's not that bad," Shane said. "We managed to walk all the way home from the beach without any trouble." He took a step forward, intending to emphasize his point. However, his legs gave out, and he flopped onto his belly. "Oooooooog," he groaned.

    "You're far from okay, Vulpix," Sylveon declared. "I want you heading right to bed and you are not getting up until I say it's okay. Do I make myself clear?"

    "Crystal, ma'am," Shane muttered. Next thing he knew, Sylveon's feelers had wrapped up his torso. Sylveon carried him off toward Tessa's room. Tessa waited until the door closed, and then lumbered toward the couch.

    "Tessa?"

    She froze, and then turned around. "Hi, Eevee," she whispered. "I didn't wake you, did I?"

    "Did something happen? You're all dirty," Eevee squeaked.

    "Oh it's, uh, nothing important." She tried to give Eevee a reassuring smile. "Run back to bed."

    "Okay," Eevee said. "Good night, Tessa."

    Tessa let out a yawn. "Good night, Eevee." She watched her friend retreat into his room. Then she lay down on the couch and stared up at the ceiling.

    'Mom,' she thought. 'I'm gonna do it. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna fail. Just like with your aura training. But if I don't... then I'm finally going to be someone that you can be proud of... wherever you are.' She rolled onto her side, burying her face into a cushion.

    'I just hope this isn't a huge mistake...'

    End of Episode 1

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    Chapter 3
  • Time to kick off Episode 2. This chapter was originally posted on August 17th, 2017. Enjoy!

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    ~Aeon Town~

    Shane sat underneath the awning of a small building. Its exterior was stylized to look like the face of a Kecleon, with the awning serving as an extension of its green and yellow forehead. The sweet smell of berries and other fruits tickled his nostrils, and he soon found himself gulping down saliva.

    "There… I think that's enough supplies."

    Tessa walked out of the town's Kecleon Shop, patting her comically inflated satchel with a paw. Shane raised a skeptical eyebrow. To him, it appeared that Tessa was about to topple over from the weight of her bag. "How much stuff did you buy, anyway?" he asked.

    "Well, given that we're not official guild members yet, I only had access to a limited variety of items," she explained. "So, I got us a handful of apples, four oran berries, a pair of elixirs to keep our energy up, and some geo pebbles."

    Shane blinked rapidly, trying to process her list. "That… seems like overkill," he confessed. "You seriously bought a bunch of dead-weight rocks?"

    "Why not? I've heard they can sock an enemy pretty well if you toss 'em right," Tessa said.

    "What do you think this guild is going to have us do, summit Horizon's tallest mountain? We're gonna be fine," Shane insisted. "If anything, that overstuffed pack of yours will just slow us down."

    "It doesn't hurt to properly prepare," Tessa insisted. "One could get hungry while exploring, for instance."

    "I'm well aware of that, thank you. I have a stomach. And it's definitely working," Shane harrumphed. "Now let's stop lollygagging and get to the guild already. It's time to meet some fresh, friendly faces!" Shane turned and looked about the town. "Uh… let's see." He tapped his chin. "If we came from the left, then we should probably go to the right…"

    "The guild's on top of the hill overlooking the town square," Tessa explained, guiding him forward.

    As Shane approached the central fountain, he noticed a few Pokémon mingling about in front of one of the few two-story buildings in the area. It stuck out from the houses near it, as its sides had two rounded, blue sections protruding from the first floor. The majority of the building was purple, save for a pair of windows on the second floor. One of which was only half as tall the other.

    Shane's curiosity got the better of him and he asked, "What's with this place?"

    "Oh, that's Crabrawler's Café. It's the main spot for Pokémon to gather and hang out," Tessa explained. "It's really popular with explorers. My mom got me a berry sorbet from there once. It was heavenly."

    "Berry… sorbet?" Despite his personal lack of experience with Pokémon berries, Shane's mouth watered. "Quick!" He jumped in front of the Riolu. "Let's mash up one of those oran berries. I'll use some Powder Snow and we can make homemade sorbet!"

    "Absolutely not. I spent good money on those berries," Tessa said, swinging her satchel back behind her. "You're the one so gung-ho about going to the guild. So, are we going or not?"

    "Oh, relax, I was just having a little fun," Shane dismissed. "You need to lighten up a bit. How are you gonna make a good impression on the guild if you walk in all grumpy?"

    Tessa scowled. "I am not grumpy."

    "Really? Cause that expression could make an Ursaring blush." Shane chuckled and trotted on ahead. He quickly made his way along the dirt path leading up the hill. However, when he turned back, he noticed Tessa progressing much slower. "See, told you that bag would weigh you down," he taunted. "At this rate, it'll be afternoon before we get inside." He ran down to Tessa. As he approached, he noticed Tessa clutching her scarf protectively. "Hey, something the matter?"

    "I… I…" Tessa gulped. "It's just… nerves." Shane suddenly gripped Tessa's shoulders with his forepaws and jostled her back and forth. "Agh!" Tessa barked, shoving Shane back. "And just what was that all about?"

    "Just loosening you up," Shane explained. "There. Now can we get a move on?"

    "Don't touch me without my permission!" Tessa squeaked. Shane hopped back in surprise. Tessa brushed off her shoulders and adjusted her scarf. "And, for the record, no, that didn't help one bit."

    Shane sighed and shook his head. "Well, that's just because I don't have hands. Or magic aura-y powers. Otherwise, I could've done a much better job." He turned and jogged back up the hill. "Maybe we'll luck out and find a Manaphy who could Heart Swap us."

    "I did not just hear you say that!" Tessa barked.

    "Hey, for what it's worth, I think you'd make a great Vulpix. You're already a regular ice queen," Shane quipped. He ran the rest of the way up the hill, laughing.

    Tessa took a deep breath and stared at the ground. 'C'mon, Riolu. Remember... this is be a somebody. This is for fame and admiration!' She marched straight forward, stopping when she felt the fluff of one of Shane's tails against her side. Tessa opened her eyes and found Shane examining the building.

    It was circular, with a foundation of golden stones. Purple tapestries hung off the side of it. Each one had stitched in it a white emblem displaying a crescent moon that overlapped the sun. That same icon was etched into the stone platform positioned right in front of the door. Above the door, a purple triangle stuck straight up into the air, casting a shadow over the grassy knoll the building sat atop.

    "Huh. It kinda looks like a sundial," Shane realized.

    "What? That's no Sandile. Besides, most of the structure's underground anyway. Built into the hill, I think."

    "No, no, I said 'sundial.' They're a, y'know, way to keep track of time?" Shane explained. Tessa gave him a blank look. "Forget it. Must be a human world thing." He tilted his head to the side. "What's with the telescope? Is this place some kind of planetarium or what?"

    "Um…" Tessa fidgeted with her scarf. "If I remember correctly, I think this place is actually called the Aeon Observatory."

    "That so?" Shane raised an eyebrow. "Y'know, for someone who claimed to absolutely, positively want nothing to do with this place you sure do know a lot about it."

    Tessa rolled her eyes. "Don't jump to conclusions. My parents' house is in Aeon Town. I'd have to be pretty clueless not to know about this place. It kind of sticks out against everything else here."

    "Fair enough," Shane said. "Now, how do we get inside?"

    "Well, oh intrepid explorer, I'm not an expert like you, but I suggest we stand on that pedestal in front of the entrance," Tessa replied, pointing to the stone platform in question. Shane glanced at it but had to look away from the light reflecting off its glass surface. He blinked rapidly to clear his vision and walked up to the platform.

    "Didn't need the snark in that answer, but I'll take it," Shane said. His tails wagged slowly as he jumped onto the pedestal. The sun and moon carving suddenly lit up, causing Shane to shield his eyes. "Hey, don't just sit there, Riolu," he called. "Climb on up!"

    "Uh… yeah. Right…" Tessa stammered. She stumbled up beside him, throwing her arms up as bright light filled her vision.

    "Registered, non-guild Pokémon and unregistered Pokémon detected. Stand by for identification!" a shrill voice shouted.

    Shane looked around the pedestal as the glowing circles swirled around them. They soon fizzled out, retreating into the carving.

    "The Pokémon are… Riolu and Vulpix!" the voice announced. "Please state your business!"

    "We're here to join the guild!" Shane bellowed, puffing out his chest.

    "Not so loud, please," Tessa whimpered, glancing nervously around the hill.

    "Understood!" the voice replied. "Please proceed inside!"

    The stone slab in front of the duo spiraled open, revealing the fringes of a bright purple carpet. "Hey, they're already rolling out the welcome mat for us. Awesome!" Shane cheered. He gave Tessa an encouraging shove off the pedestal and booked it inside.

    "Oof! Hey, watch where you're walking," Tessa growled. She checked the contents of her satchel and followed him inside.

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    Episode 2: Minor Growing Pains

    Chapter 3: Laying Some Foundations


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    ~Aeon Observatory~

    Tessa immediately bumped into Shane on the other side of the doorway. He sat on the carpet, taking in the guild's entryway. "It's… beautiful." He let out a whistle. "Look at that starry sky they painted on the ceiling. I think that's a Luvdisc constellation on the right. Oh... oh! And that's definitely a Solrock over there. And a Lunatone in the corner! This is really pretty. I like all the purple and gold."

    "I guess it's pretty nice," Tessa said with a shrug. She spotted Growlithe sitting in front of a large wooden board, studying it intently. He noticed her and smiled.

    "Hey, you're that Riolu I bumped into a few days ago," he barked, his tail wagging excitedly. "You're back. And you brought a friend! Hello, Riolu's friend!"

    Tessa crossed her arms and turned away from Shane. "We're not friends."

    Shane's ears twitched, but he ignored Tessa. He glanced over at Growlithe. "Oh, so the Vulpixes are backwards here, but the Growlithes made off just fine," he scoffed. "Honestly, how can anyone back in the human world like Vulpix more than Growlithe? It's not even a contest."

    Growlithe tilted his head. "I beg your pardon?"

    Tessa stepped forward and cupped a paw over Shane's mouth. "Err, don't listen to him. He's, uh, new around these parts."

    "Well, I'll be."

    Tessa and Shane jumped to attention at the sound of a new voice. They both noticed a staircase in the corner. A Braviary emerged from it and walked toward the duo. "I was wondering when I'd see ya finally set foot in here," Braviary said. "Ya certainly kept us waiting, huh, Tessa?"

    Shane's eyes sparkled. "A Braviary? Okay, this guild's officially cool in my books," he declared, totally glossing over Braviary's statement.

    "Ha ha. I like the attitude, pardner. But if'n yer expecting flattery to get ya a free pass to apprenticeship, you've saddled up to the wrong place."

    "Of course, sir. Wouldn't think of it," Shane said, giving a nervous laugh. But his expression quickly shifted. "Hey… waaaaaaaait a second." He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Braviary, "I've, uh, 'heard' an accent like that before. You wouldn't happen to know any suspicious-looking Nuzleafs, would you?"

    Braviary scratched his head. "Can't say that I do. Ain't no Nuzleafs living around Horizon, last I knew of."

    Tessa turned to Shane with a look of horror. "What are you doing?" she whispered. "Don't talk to Braviary like that. He's the Guildmaster's assistant!"

    "Sorry." Shane looked down. "It's just that, uh, my instincts tell me not to trust any Pokémon with a kooky accent that acts nice to us. It's a recipe for disaster and double-crossing."

    "I thought you said Pokémon didn't exist where you were from," Tessa hissed.

    "Something the matter, you two?" Braviary asked. "Don't wanna keep the Guildmaster waiting, y'know. So, if'n y'all would head in that direction." He gestured back to the stairs. "I'll be right on down after I have a short chat with Growlithe over yonder."

    Shane and Tessa turned and descended to the guild's main level. They found multiple hallways stretching out in different directions from a central room. Like the entrance, the new room had a starry sky motif on the ceiling. It was dark purple, with clusters of yellow and light blue littering it. Unlike the mural in the entrance, this sky faded into orange, and then finally to a sunny blue along the walls. In between each of the hallways, small pegs stuck out from the walls. Luminous orbs sat atop them, evenly distributing spherical light patches throughout the room to make up for the lack of any windows. The floor had a purple carpet in the center, with the same logo stitched into as the tapestries outside. Different versions of those tapestries also hung from the walls, next to the luminous orbs.

    Shane broke the duo's silence. "Hey, uh, am I crazy or did Braviary call you Tessa?"

    Tessa's eyes widened and she quickly looked away from Shane. "… he did."

    "So, is that your real name, then?"

    "No. It's... um... my mom told me it's just some old Lucario custom that dates back to ancient times. You're not allowed to call me that," Tessa ordered. "Ever."

    Shane raised a confused eyebrow. "Why not? I happen to think it's a very pretty name. Suits you nicely!"

    "If you want me to go through with this you will not call me Tessa. Understand?" she growled.

    "Whoa, whoa, take it easy," Shane coaxed. "No need to get so cross. It's just a name. Besides, you really just want me to call you Riolu?"

    "Yes. That's what I'm supposed to be called. What else would you call me, huh?"

    "Well, don't you think that could be awkward?" Shane pointed out. "Like, what if we run into other Riolus? How am I supposed to know who's who? Heck, how do any of you even talk to each other when you're in groups? That seems like a pretty big oversight, if you ask me."

    Tessa gritted her teeth. "Look, I get you're not from around here and stuff. But maybe you could just be silent and observe a bit and then start pestering folks with questions? It just so happens that the overwhelming majority of Pokémon simply call each other by their species name unless they're bullies, really good friends, or madly in love with each other. It's not a big deal."

    "And nobody gets confused?"

    "If you're in a group of Pokémon of the same species you just make eye contact with the one you want to talk to," Tessa said. "Did your 'brilliant human mind' not think that one up?"

    "It did," Shane said. "But there are other situations. What if, say, you tried to report the Sneasel that robbed you to the guild. You can't just say, 'The culprit was Sneasel, officer.' Because there are probably plenty of Sneasels around here." Shane smirked, feeling pretty confident with his deduction.

    Much to his surprise however, Tessa only glared at him. "You just love racing to conclusions, don't you? The fact of the matter is, no two Pokémon of the same species look completely alike."

    Shane's jaw slackened. "Say what now?"

    "We all have differences between one another. Sometimes they're big differences and sometimes they're small. We can use those differences to address each other," Tessa continued. "My mom, for example, is very thin compared to other Lucarios and has single fang sticking out of her mouth. I have extra tufts of fur on top of my ears compared to other Riolu." She grabbed her ears and bent them over. "Plus, my aura feelers are small for someone my age."

    Shane laughed. "Ha! That's a good one. I've stared at Riolus on my computer screen for hours and the only way they look different is if an artist decides to take creative liberties with their fanart."

    Tessa's glare fiercened. "Are you saying I'm lying?"

    "Uh… I guess not," Shane muttered. "But if you're telling the truth, then that just proves my point from when we first met: we're destined to be a world-saving team, you and I! Because I, uh, read up on some of your local human legends and it sounded like many of the Pokémon that worked with the humans were called something different than their species name." He flashed Tessa a broad grin.

    Tessa's heart skipped a beat. 'Huh. I hadn't even considered that and I've memorized the stories cover-to-cover.' She shook her head. 'No, wait, we shouldn't be having this conversation... someone might hear us and think we're crazy!'

    A vein bulged out of Tessa's forehead. "Will you drop that whole world-saving business already?" she hissed. "Pokémon are gonna look at us funny if you keep that up."

    Luckily for Shane, Braviary appeared from the staircase, abruptly ending the conversation before things escalated. Braviary focused on an open corner of the large room, where the stone walls gave way to a metal door. "Hopefully the Guildmaster ain't busy," Braviary mused. He approached the door and knocked on it with a wing. The metal door slid open and Braviary gestured inside.

    Shane and Tessa walked through the door and entered a cold, gray room. It lacked any sort of decorations, save for a tapestry dangling from the far wall. It had a similar image stitched in it as the pedestal outside: a purple crescent moon overlapping a golden sun.

    "Wow… talk about a sterile room," Shane muttered. "It's almost like the metal's been thrown up on top of… whatever used to be here."

    "Quiet," Tessa said, elbowing Shane's ribs. "You're gonna get us in trouble."

    "Guildmaster, I've got some new recruits," Braviary announced.

    Shane jumped as he noticed part of the gray on the far end of the room shift. He watched four metallic limbs extend, hefting a massive, disc-shaped body up off the floor. 'The Guildmaster… is a Metagross?' Shane gasped. 'Wicked awesome! I don't see what Tessa doesn't like about this place. It just keeps getting better and better to me.'

    Metagross slowly pivoted to face forward. Fact: the recruits are Riolu and a human.

    Shane jumped at the Guildmaster's robotic voice. "Cripes!" His tails stiffened. "Wait… you know I'm a human?"

    "Ha ha! That's our Guildmaster, for ya," Braviary laughed. "Always calculating things faster than you can even say 'em. How do ya think we keep things running so efficiently here? But, uh, not to disrespect ya or nothing, Guildmaster." He looked at Shane. "It's just, uh, that don't look like no human to me."

    Acknowledged. Fact: this Vulpix has memories of things alien to this world. Fact: he seeks to join the guild to find out why he is in our world, Metagross explained.

    "Eh? I never said anything abo– oh, I get it. You read my mind."

    Fact: conversations detract from my ability to analyze and calculate in peace. Conclusion: read minds to deter idle chatter, Metagross explained.

    'Wow, someone must be a real hit at parties, then,' Shane thought. 'Wait… he didn't hear that, did he?'

    Metagross' eyes narrowed in a fashion that suggested yes, he very well did hear that.

    "So, what do you think, Guildmaster?" Braviary asked. "Should I register these folks, or–?"

    Order: administer test. Reason: to ascertain the duo's capabilities, Metagross replied. His eyes flashed blue. Instructions transferred.

    Braviary blinked rapidly and he rubbed his head with a wing. "Err, right. Still ain't used to them mind games of yours, pardner." He turned back to Shane and Tessa. "Alright, you two, follow me back out." The trio headed toward the office's door.

    Riolu.

    Tessa froze as Metagross's robotic voice echoed in her head. She cautiously looked back at him.

    Warning: continued dwelling on your family will impair your path to success in this guild.

    Tessa flinched at this. "… thank you, Guildmaster. I'll, um, try to keep that in mind." She clasped her hands against her chest and shuffled out of the room, keeping her head bowed low. Out in the assembly area, she spotted the tips of Shane's tails disappearing up the stairs and quickly sprinted after him. She made it back up to the entrance and stopped next to Shane. Tessa hunched over, trying to catch her breath.

    "Alright, eyes and ears on me, you two," Braviary ordered, pacing back and forth by the front door. Shane and Tessa stood at attention. "A big part of working fer the guild is helping us maintain an adequate stock of resources," Braviary explained. "Can't have folks going hungry, fer example."

    "Our big test is… a food run?" Shane rolled his eyes. "Heh." He glanced at Tessa. "And you were worried."

    "Son, we don't take kindly to folks who interrupt 'round these parts," Braviary said. Shane stiffened and looked away, biting his lower lip. "Now then, our resident cook, Steenee, had gone to Dewdrop Woods to get food yesterday. But she ended up losing one of the guild's looplets in the process. Them things are mighty valuable. So, the Guildmaster wants y'all to find it."

    "Uh, question?" Shane raised a forepaw. "Who's to say another Pokémon didn't already snatch it up? That'd make a journey there pretty pointless, wouldn't you say? Besides, don't Mystery Dungeons always change their appearance? That looplet could be anywhere by now."

    Braviary's brow furrowed. "Now look here, feller, I hope ya ain't trying to be cute. Fer one, looplets are plum useless if'n you ain't the exploring type. And second, everyone knows Mystery Dungeons out here don't work like them kooky ones they got overseas." He shook his head. "Are you sure you know what yer doing here, pardner?"

    "Ignore him, Braviary," Tessa said. "You heard the Guildmaster. He's human. He doesn't know any better!"

    Shane gave her a confused look. "Huh. I reckon I hadn't considered that," Braviary muttered. "Ah well. Guess you'll just have to learn about Horizon dungeons the old-fashioned way. By brute force, ha ha!" He reached in his satchel and pulled out a piece of paper and a glowing blue orb. "This here is directions to where Steenee went. And this is an Escape Orb. Use it when yer done or if'n y'all end up in over your heads. You, uh, do know about these things, yes?"

    Tessa stared at it in confusion. "They magically teleport us out of the dungeon, right?" Shane asked.

    "Heh, guess you do know a bit after all, hoss," Braviary chuckled. "Yeah, it'll warp you to the forest's edge lickety split."

    Tessa's eyes widened. "But wouldn't that be painful?" she gulped.

    "Nah. These here orbs are enchanted by psychic-types. Just, y'know, don't eat a ton before you use it fer the first time," Braviary explained. Tessa pocketed the orb and tightly gripped the direction sheet. "Well, if'n y'all got no questions, yer dismissed. Guildmaster expects a result one way or another by sundown."

    Shane's eyes widened. "Then we'd better get a move on. C'mon, Riolu!" He turned and dashed for the door.

    "Hey, wait!" Tessa lumbered after him. "You don't even know where you're going, you ditz!"

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    ~Dewdrop Woods~

    The entrance to Dewdrop Woods lay just on the outskirts of Aeon Town. The massive wall of trees – Shane remembered it from pursuing the would-be scarf thieves – had an opening in it that let inside the forest. As soon as they stepped through the entrance, the forest swallowed them up. Massive trees hung over their heads. Their thick, leafy branches blocked out most of the bright sunshine they had enjoyed on their walk over. Only tiny beams of light could weave their ways through openings in the treeline. The rest of the forest was as shady as any beach umbrella Shane had ever sat under in his days as a human. Interspersed between the trees were patches of thick bushes. Some held thorns. Other produced flowers that assaulted Shane's nose with a bevy of soothing aromas.

    Shane and Tessa proceeded down a path that winded its way through the foliage. Rich, earthy soil crunched underneath their paws with every step, releasing a fragrance that reminded Shane of the parks he had gone and played in as a kid. Every so often, he and Tessa found themselves tripping over a hidden root. But, other than that, the trek was quite uneventful. Shane took note of the multitude of swollen roots protruding from the trees. Each time he got near one, he crouched low, expecting a wild Pokémon to pop out. But when nothing happened, his confusion grew.

    "Okay, this is really bugging me now," Shane finally spoke up after they had trekked pretty far into the forest. "Why is there this nice pathway through the middle of a Mystery Dungeon? Where are the wild Pokémon jumping us at every turn? And why do you have directions around this place if it's supposed to change its appearance every time someone goes in and out of it?" Tessa continued starting at the direction sheet. "Hey, aren't you going to answer me?"

    She sighed. "You really don't know, huh?"

    "No, I don't. And I'd appreciate an answer. Unless you don't know either," Shane said.

    "Sorry. You said you'd done some reading and you seemed like you knew what you were talking about with Mystery Dungeons," Tessa said, scratching the back of her head. "I guess you only know about the ones overseas."

    "Yeah. Okay. I admit it. Now, what's the deal with dungeons in Horizon?" Shane asked.

    "Simple. Rather than being labyrinths made up of floors, our dungeons are giant landmasses," Tessa explained. "Like this big forest, for example. The dungeons are separated from civilized towns by natural boundaries."

    "So, like that giant wall of really thick, really dark trees we walked through at the start?" Shane wondered.

    Tessa nodded. "Exactly. As for the other stuff, since the dungeons are stationary landmasses, they're not always changing their layouts," Tessa continued. "The Land Spirits decide when to change them. When I was a pup, my parents told me they can terraform the whole continent using their signature move: Nature's Madness."

    Shane stopped walking, blinking rapidly as he tried to process Tessa's explanation. "Wait, what? Nature's Madness? Land Spirits? You mean, like the Regi Trio?"

    "What? No. The Tapus! How could you not know who they are?" Tessa gasped. "It's their responsibility to keep Horizon's landscape safe. If it wasn't for them reshaping our dungeons, the chaotic energies of ley lines would build up to such a massive degree that the whole continent would break in half and sink into the ocean." As she said that, she fidgeted with her paws and eventually finished by thrusting her arms apart, like she was trying to imitate an explosion.

    Shane's ears stood straight up. "Seriously?"

    "Seriously." Tessa resumed walking forward, prompting Shane to jog after her. "And when they change the dungeons' landscapes, they try to make safe paths for explorers and other civilized Pokémon to navigate through. That way, we're not disturbing any wild Pokémon's territory. They don't attack us. We try not to bother them. Honestly, it's a good arrangement. And it's worked for us so far. We stayed clear of most of the problems that the other continents experienced."

    "Uh... okay," Shane mumbled. "I mean, I recognized 'ley lines,' but everything else in that explanation just kind of went over my head. What's the point of having a guild if the dungeons aren't constantly changing, anyway? Seems like waste of manpower to me." He paused. "Or, I guess, 'monpower." He chuckled at his own lame pun.

    Tessa rubbed the bridge of her snout. "Look, we don't have time to stand around debating the semantics of Horizon dungeons. You were the one who wanted to do this. If it bothers you that badly, then take it up with the Guildmaster when we're done here." Tessa carefully sidestepped an enlarged tree root. Shane stole a glance up at the tree line, which towered over his head. One of the branches looked ready to break off and fall down on the bush sitting beside the tree.

    "Whatever. Still, it's strange. How do you figure the guild's able to get any food from a place like this?" he asked.

    "No idea. I've never been here before, remember?" Tessa replied, going back to looking at the directions. "Okay, looks like we're coming up to a crossroads. We need to take the left path."

    "Um, are you sure about that?" Shane trotted forward, glancing down two pathways sectioned off by rows of trees and bushes. "Because I swear I see light from the other path. I think there's a clearing in that direction."

    "Who's the one with the directions here?" Tessa reminded him, waving the parchment around. "We're going left."

    "Look, just hear me out for a moment. If we know which direction to go, why not investigate the other path?" Shane proposed. "The clearing's real close. Maybe there will be some treasure there?"

    "No. We don't need to take unnecessary risks, Vulpix. We're on a timetable here," Tessa pointed out.

    "It's minimal risk for a potentially big reward. How impressed would the Guildmaster be if we showed up with the looplet and actual treasure?" Shane said. "I'll bet we'll get fast-tracked to a higher-level status for our team!"

    "It's not worth it. Especially when we're not familiar with this ar–"

    "Too late!" Shane called from up on the right path. "I'm already heading for the clearing!"

    Tessa clenched her free paw into a fist and ran off after him. 'I could just leave him behind,' she figured, 'But that's bound to cause more trouble than following him.'

    Shane's form had already disappeared into the bright clearing. "Well, do you see anything?" Tessa asked.

    "Just a pond and a couple of nests!" Shane yelled back. "Guess I was mistak– Hey, where did you guys come from?" Tessa tensed up and she quickly increased her speed. "Hey! Ow! Ow! No pecking! I'm not here to cause trouble!" Shane yelped.

    'Ugh, you idiot!' Tessa hissed. She emerged into the clearing, squinting from the sudden influx of light. When her eyes adjusted, she saw Shane running in a panic from a quartet of angrily squawking, black and white birds with sharp, gray beaks.

    "Gaaah! I didn't know this was your private roosting grounds. I'm sorry! We're just passing through, I swear!" he yipped. "Whoa!" His forepaw hit a root and he fell forward. Shane tumbled across the ground and fell into the pond on the other side of the clearing with a small splash. The birds hovered by the water's edge, exchanging confused looks.

    Tessa rummaged through her satchel and produced a pawful of geo pebbles. 'Way to scare the Pikipeks, dude. And that idiot said we wouldn't need these.' Tessa chucked the the pebbles forward, watching them fan out from the tiny cluster they started in. Her trajectory was on the mark and the Pikipeks found themselves peppered by her projectiles.

    She ducked back behind a tree. The Pikipeks all looked about in confusion. Suddenly, a plume of pond water doused them as Shane emerged from the pond and released a cloud of snowy air. It instantly froze their already-soaked bodies. The Pikipeks plummeted to the ground and landed on top of each other, forming a veritable stack of frozen Pikipeks. Tessa emerged from her hiding spot while Shane tried to shake out his wet fur.

    "S-See?" he said through chattering teeth. "N-No p-p-problems a-at a-a-all!"

    "The only reason you didn't end up in trouble was because I stepped in with my – what did you call them again? – oh yeah, 'dead-weight rocks,'" Tessa said, crossing her arms and smirking. "Who's the unprepared one now?"

    Shane's legs quivered. "Unless you've got a towel in there, I'm still saying you."

    "Oh please, you're fine. You're an ice-type, you'll live," Tessa scoffed.

    Grooooooooowl!

    "… but all that running around is a problem. For your stomach," Tessa sighed. She pulled one of the apples from her bag. "Here, you need this."

    Shane accepted the apple and munched away at it. "… it's a little bitter," he reported.

    Tessa rolled her eyes. "You're welcome. Now let's get back to where we should be going. Unless you fancy another swim?"

    "Hey now. Maybe I'm secretly trying to learn Aqua Tail?" Shane proposed with a goofy grin. Tessa didn't even respond. She turned and walked back toward the fork in the path. "What? Come on!" Shane jogged after her, small ice shards dropping off his snowy tails. "That was funny. Can't I at least get a chuckle?"

    "No!" Tessa barked. "Because this was nothing more than you wasting time. We're lucky you only riled up some Pikipek. It could've been a lot worse! Bewear live in these woods, you know!"

    "I told you, we have nothing to worry about," Shane scoffed. "Like the Guildmaster would send us off to some terrifying labyrinth." He flicked his forepaw. "And that last sentence of yours was grammatically incorrect. 'Beware live in these woods?' Ooooh… very scary! What should I beware of, exactly? Giant tree leaves?"

    'Come on, Vulpix, throw me a bone. You're the stranger to this land,' Tessa groaned. "Ugh, you're not listening to me," she growled. "Sometimes things aren't as clear-cut as you think they are."

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Nice piece of wisdom there. You get that off the back of a fortune cookie? I prefer something along the lines of, 'don't dwell on the what-ifs.'"

    "Fine then. Once we're officially in the guild, if you want to do a bunch of crazy missions on your own, no one's stopping you."

    "That would defeat the point of us being a team," Shane pointed out.

    "If we're supposed to be a team then at least try to understand where I'm coming from," Tessa snapped. "I know you think this is exciting… but there's real danger out here. And I want to avoid it as best I can."

    Shane ignored her. "Hey." His eyes narrowed. "I think I saw something sparkle in the distance. Are there any other directions on your list?"

    Tessa scowled. "Were you even listening to me?"

    "I'm serious, Riolu." Shane proceeded forward, crouching low to the ground. "I think we might've found it. Do your directions mention anything about veering off further to the left?"

    Tessa sighed and checked the sheet. "Yes," she replied. "Apparently this path currently leads to four different areas with fruit growing in them. We want the leftmost one."

    "Excellent!" Shane chirped, padding forward confidently. The duo continued on the path, with Tessa taking the time to eat an apple. As she finished, she saw something sparkle up ahead. She noticed the path splitting off in four directions. Shane turned into the leftmost one and she followed him. The path led to a small incline, which descended into a dusty, dirt-filled pit. A single sparkling tree grew out of the center. While it wasn't as large as the trees surrounding the pit, it stood out, since it sat in the center of a ring of sunlight that made its golden leaves glisten.

    "Whoa!" Shane gasped. "Check out the apples in that tree. They're huge. Like, as big as our faces!"

    "Yeah," Tessa whispered. "How is that tree not collapsing?" She looked down and noticed Shane had already reached the base of the tree.

    "Hey, I found the sparkly thing," he announced. "But it's a chest. I'm pretty sure looplets don't look like this."

    "Yeah, you're right." Tessa jogged down toward the chest.

    "I guess the directions were mistaken?" Shane thought aloud. "Still, as long as we're here, we might as well help ourselves to whatever goodies are inside." He rubbed his forepaws together eagerly.

    "Hang on, Vulpix. That might not be such a good id–"

    "HOLD IT!"

    The two canines jumped and whirled around. They spotted a mongoose with bright yellow hair sitting on one of the tree's branches. "I know I didn't just catch youse two tryin' to make off wit' our treasure."

    Shane raised an eyebrow. "What the heck are you supposed to be? A Furret wearing an ugly wig?"

    "Vulpix! Yungoos are very sensitive about their hair," Tessa scolded. But the damage was already done. Yungoos flung the apple by his side at Shane, who hollered as the fruit splattered against his face and doused him in applesauce.

    "Gaaaaah!" He stumbled back. "Hey, that stings!"

    "Yeah, it should," Yungoos snickered. "Like da sting of some lout tryin' to run off wit' ya goods!" He looked down at the ground. "Now, Trapinch!"

    The soil started to shift under Tessa's feet. She squeaked in surprise and jumped away from the tree. The treasure box sank beneath the dirt. Tessa scanned the ground. "Nnngh, c'mon you stupid aura feelers. Sense something!" She flicked one of the baubles on her head.

    The spot where the box previously sat had given way to a small, round, orange head with beady black eyes. "Treasure box is secured, Yungoos," Trapinch announced.

    "Excellent." Yungoos rubbed his forepaws together. "Now, we show dese two losers what happens to Pokémon who try to steal from us."

    "No… no… wait. Please wait." Tessa threw up her paws. "This is all a big misunderstanding. We're not after any treasure. We're just trying to find something our friend left here while she was gathering food yesterday."

    "… ha! Likely story," Yungoos dismissed. "Does it look like dere's anyt'ing valuable around here dat ain't edible?"

    "Um… no. But, that's only because we just got here," Tessa insisted. "Give my partner and me a second to check in some of these bushes and, um, maybe we'll find something."

    Tessa heard Shane spit mushed apple from his mouth. "Oh, we are so not backing down!" he hissed, rubbing sticky residue from his eyes. "Not after that ugly Furret threw an apple at me. Why do you 'mons get off on making white-furred folk messy, anyway? Get a hobby!"

    "Vulpix, wait. We can talk this out with th–"

    Shane spat a snowball up toward the tree. Yungoos dug his claws into the branch and spun around it. He dropped down to the ground, dodging the stream of snowflakes. "Okay, dat tears it! Da two of youse ain't walking outta here wit'out a heaping mess of bruises!" He snapped at the air with his large fangs.

    "Vulpix, seriously?" Tessa barked. She turned back to Yungoos. "Please… please excuse my idiot of a partner over here. He got attacked by some Pikipeks earlier and I think it made him delirio–"

    Beside her, Shane lunged for Trapinch. But Trapinch disappeared into his hole and Shane ended up headbutting the apple tree. "Ow!" He stumbled backward. "No fair, going underground like that." His eyes darted about the ground. "You can't hide forever! Come out and take your Powder Snow like a man… err… bug-worm thingy. You get the idea!"

    Yungoos turned and glared at Tessa, who promptly facepalmed.

    'Oh, for heaven's sake… I sure hope the other heroes stumbled in their first days, too.'

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    I swear this fic won't be following a constant pattern of alternating plot/interactions and battles between chapters. These are just easy breaking points for the earlier chapters.
     
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    Chapter 4
  • This chapter was originally posted on August 23rd, 2017. Enjoy!

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    Chapter 4: The Guilded Age

    Yungoos lowered his head and charged Tessa down. The sight reminded her of the battle with Sneasel and Jangmo-o. She opted to use the exact same strategy. Tessa braced her arms against her body. Yungoos struck her in the thighs, shoving her back slightly. But Tessa swung a glowing fist around and socked Yungoos in the jaw.

    "Gack!" Yungoos shouted. Tessa's counter upended him, leaving him sprawled on his back. Tessa stole a glance at Shane, who had jumped onto a tree root to dodge Trapinch leaping out from the ground. Satisfied, she returned her attention to Yungoos.

    "Not bad," he complimented. "Dat smarted quite a bit. But now dat I know what I'm dealing with…"

    Yungoos turned around and kicked the ground with his legs. Tessa gasped as dirt buffeted her face. She stumbled back, rubbing her eyes and blinking them rapidly. Yungoos' eye gleamed and he charged Tessa again. Tessa couldn't see him through her watery vision. He body-slammed her right to the ground, then sprang up to run down Shane.

    "C'mon, Riolu!" Shane barked, his Powder Snow trail missing Trapinch again. "I've got to focus on Trapinch. My attacks are more effective on him!"

    "Too bad, so sad," Yungoos taunted. "Now, Trapinch!"

    As Tessa tried to right herself, the ground shifted beneath her. Trapinch shot up into her back, knocking her even further away from Shane. "Nnnngggh…" Tessa groaned. She pivoted her head to see Trapinch running forward. He vanished into thin air.

    Tessa recognized the technique from her previous battle and jumped back. Trapinch's shadowy form just barely missed her. Tessa opened her mouth and bit into Trapinch. Black shadows danced across Trapinch's body. "Ouchies!" he squealed and flailed his limbs about. Tessa fell to the ground on top of him, pinning him down.

    "Can't tunnel away now, can you?" Tessa declared, restraining the ground-type.

    "Yungoos! I could use some help here," Trapinch shouted. Yungoos kicked a stream of dirt into Shane's face. Shane gasped and the blast of snow he was focusing on went awry. Tessa's eyes widened and she rolled off Trapinch. Slush grazed the corner of her right shoulder, sending a chill down her arm.

    "Vulpix, you dolt! You almost hit me," Tessa hissed. "Watch where you're aim– AUGH!" Trapinch cut off her complaint by successfully running into her from the shadows. This widened the distance between Tessa and Shane yet again.

    "It's not my fault," Shane growled. "You were supposed to stay on Yungoos. This match-up's unfavorable. We need to switch targets!" He quickly shot a snowball to give himself cover for a charge toward Trapinch. However, the sand clouding his vision made the attack sail clear of Yungoos yet again. Yungoos ran after Shane and struck him from behind. Shane fell to the ground and the wind rushed out of him.

    "Heh… trying to weasel out of t'ings, eh? Dere's a Pursuit for your troubles," Yungoos snickered. "Y'know, you and Riolu dere ain't much of a team, are ya?"

    "I… can… handle things myself!" Shane grunted. Next thing Yungoos knew, he had a face full of Shane's frigid tails.

    "Nyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaargh!" he gasped and dropped to the ground, struggling to catch his breath. "What is your problem? Youse don't just shove your tails in someone's face like dat! Dat ain't natural," he spat.

    Shane buffeted Yungoos with a point-blank stream of slushy snow, freezing him to the ground. "Heh… how's that for a creative use of Tail Whip?" Shane boasted. "Hey, Tessa, check it out! I've put this guy on ice. See, nothing to worry abo–"

    "Stop bragging and get over here!" Tessa barked. She lunged toward Trapinch with a burst of speed. But her Quick Attack went wide as Trapinch burrowed underground once again. "I need Trapinch distracted so I can heal. I'm not doing too hot."

    "That's because you hesitate too much," Shane scoffed. "See? Leaping into battle can have its advantages." He trotted over to her location, scanning the ground. Tessa grabbed an oran berry out of her bag. When she did, Shane spotted movement on the ground behind her. "Duck!" he shouted.

    Tessa shoved the berry in her mouth and dropped to her belly. Shane rifled off a snowball, striking Trapinch while he emerged to spear Tessa from behind. Trapinch squealed in pain and retreated underground. "Oh no, not this time!" Shane grunted. "I've got me an idea." He sprinted over to the hole left by Trapinch. He then took a deep breath in and exhaled as much snow as he could manage straight into the hole. The soil around him froze over.

    "Like that's really going to do anything," Tessa sneered. "How slow do you think a Trapinch moves underground?"

    One second later, Shane found himself sprawled out on his belly. Trapinch dug into him from behind and jumped off his torso to lunge at Tessa. Her eyes widened, but she held her ground, preparing to counter him if necessary. Yet, to her surprise, Trapinch's momentum carried him beyond her reach. Instead, Trapinch landed and then bit into the ice around Yungoos' legs. "Nice moves dere, bud," Yungoos said.

    "You doing okay?" Trapinch asked.

    "Better dan dose schmucks, dat's for sure," Yungoos chuckled. "Quick, while they're still split up."

    "Got it." Trapinch nodded and dug back into the ground. Yungoos darted in Shane's direction. Shane prepared to keep Yungoos at bay, but Yungoos proved faster on the draw and splattered more dirt across Shane's face. His head pivoted away and he shot snowy air in Tessa's direction. She had her back turned to him, so the slushy spiral struck her, soaking her fur.

    She staggered forward, enabling Trapinch to slam into her thighs from underground. This made her collapse onto her back. "Vulpix!" Tessa howled. "What did I just tell you before? Mind your surroundings!" She awkwardly rolled to her feet and accelerated into Trapinch. This put enough distance between the two of them for Tessa to scarf down part of an apple and pull out a few of her pebbles.

    "It wasn't my fault," Shane sputtered, spitting out bits of sand. "This guy's playing dirty… literally."

    "It ain't dirty, it's strategic," Yungoos boasted. "Da two of youse ain't in sync at all. Your teamwork's laughable."

    "Well, we haven't worked together all that long," Shane panted. "But all I've got to do is freeze you again and make it a two-on-one scenario."

    "Yeah, fat chance I'm letting dat happen again!" Yungoos bellowed. He lowered his head and charged at Shane. If Shane wanted to dodge, it would only put more distance between him and Tessa.

    'But she's pretty fast,' he figured. Shane scampered back until Yungoos stumbled to a stop. "Tessa!" he shouted. "We need to regroup!"

    "Don't call me that! And don't you tell me what to do. It's your bad decision making that's put us in this spot," Tessa growled, hurling the rocks at Trapinch. He avoided them by darting into the shadows. Tessa bolted forward and collided with his shadow-encased body. Both Pokémon bounced back, but Trapinch manage to tunnel underground.

    "I'm serious here. They're trying to keep us apart on purpose," Shane declared. "You've got to believe m– EEP!" He ducked a plume of dirt from Yungoos and coated the ground with Powder Snow. Yungoos started slipping and sliding about.

    "If we battle next to each other, we're bound to hit each other," Tessa countered.

    "Look, just trust me on this one. We can't coordinate this far away!" Shane begged.

    "Then do to Yungoos what you did to Jangmo-o back on the cape. Roar him away so I can approach safely!" Tessa ordered.

    Shane blinked in surprise. "Wait… that was Roar? I just thought I, uh, hit him with some kinda psychic attack…"

    Tessa scowled. "You mean you didn't even know you could use Roar? What was the point of training these last few days? I told you to practice all of your moves!"

    "I… I practiced Powder Snow plenty," Shane muttered.

    "Are you sure about that? Because you could've fool–"

    Trapinch emerged from the ground, cutting off Tessa. She jumped back to dodge him. Likewise, Yungoos charged at Shane once again. This time Shane held his ground. He took in a deep breath and let out a shrill, watchdog-like bark. Yungoos gasped in surprise before tumbling across the forest dirt and skidding to a halt by the tree.

    "There. I got him," Shane wheezed.

    "Great! Now move your frosty butt over here," Tessa barked, grappling with Trapinch. Shane turned and spat on the ground. Then he ran over to Tessa

    'But, I can't just use Powder Snow. I'll hit Tessa too,' he realized. 'C'mon, there's gotta be something I can do. Concentrate… concentrate...'

    A spark ignited in Shane's mind. He narrowed his eyes fiercely at Trapinch. Before Trapinch could react, a pink glow encapsulated his body and hoisted him into the air. Trapinch yelped as the glow erupted into a burst of pink light, flinging him across the forest. Yungoos' eyes widened. He dove for cover behind a large root. His partner struck the front of the root and slid down to the ground.

    "Ha ha, yes!" Shane whooped, hopping about excitedly. "Guess who just learned a new move to save the day? This guy, that's who!" He puffed his chest out proudly. "Oh, the Pokémon anime would be so proud of me right now." He flashed Tessa a confident grin. She stared at him with a look of disbelief.

    "That… what even was that?" she gasped. "It looked like Psychic, but…"

    "Hmm." Shane tapped a forepaw to his chin, "I know some normal Vulpixes can hatch knowing Extrasensory. Maybe these bizarre, ice-type ones can too? In which case, that only makes me more awesome than I could have imagined! I'll bet the humans in your stories didn't get any egg moves this great. Assuming they even got some in the first place."

    'Is this how it's going to work for us? Is Vulpix going to obscenely strong, but in return act like a total brat? I can't see us actually succeeding like that.' Tessa grit her teeth. "Will you quit patting yourself on the back until after we've saved our own hides?"

    Yungoos scrambled out from his tree root hiding spot. "Youse t'ink yer clever keeping an attack like dat under wraps?" he barked. "Den dat just means I gotta take ya out first!" He sprang out from his hiding spot, only for Tessa to bolt from her location and body-check Yungoos. The force of the collision hurtled Yungoos into a nearby tree root. He struck it and slid onto his stomach, a dazed look in his eyes. Tessa approached him, fists raised to strike.

    Yungoos immediately raised up his forepaws. "I yield! I yield! Enough… enough… youse two passed da test."

    Tessa's stance slouched. "Wait… this was a test?"

    A cocky grin flashed across Shane's muzzle. "Ha haaaaa! See, what did I tell you, Riolu?" He confidently swaggered up to Tessa. "Nothing. To. Worry. About," he declared, jabbing her back with his forepaw for each and every word.

    Tessa's expression fell. "I… I don't understand. Weren't we supposed to fetch a looplet for the guild?"

    "Yeah, dat was a ruse. Sorry 'bout dat," Yungoos announced. He quickly scurried behind the tree root and reappeared carrying the treasure box from earlier. Yungoos opened the box and pulled out two anklets a pair of badges. Each one had a silver version of the overlapping sun and moon insignia Shane and Tessa saw at the guild. But this time it was boarded by a pair of fiery-orange wings. "My partner and I are wit' da guild," Yungoos exclaimed. "Dese are our badges."

    "Wait… but we came right to Dewdrop Woods from Aeon Town," Tessa exclaimed. "How could you possibly have gotten here to set this up for us?"

    "We've been here since dis mornin'," Yungoos reported. "Guildmaster came up to us and was all like, 'Beep boop… a vision told me we're gettin' new recruits. So I'm gonna have youse test 'em in da woods.' And, well, can't exactly say no to da Guildmaster." Yungoos slid an anklet onto his right foreleg and fastened his badge onto it.

    "Though, we've got to give you credit, Riolu. Trying to talk your way out of a potential conflict is always preferable to battling," Trapinch said. Shane's proud expression vanished in a heartbeat.

    "It... it is?" he said.

    Trapinch nodded. "I mean, it wouldn't have worked in this case, because we were ordered to goad you into a fight if you tried to resolve things peacefully. Still, it was the right mindset. It should serve you well, going forward."

    Shane pouted. "That's your opinion," he muttered under his breath.

    "Great, so dat's all settled. By da way, if it ain't obvious, your so-called looplet? It ain't here."

    "Seriously? Then what are we supposed to show back up to the guild with?" Shane asked.

    "Well," Trapinch weakly muttered, having regained consciousness. "The Guildmaster's not a particular guy…" Trapinch dug into the treasure box. He managed to heft out an extraordinarily large apple. It was as big as the ones up in the tree. But this one sparkled in the afternoon sunlight. "… you won't get a rise out of him. But if you show this to Braviary, you'll pass. I guarantee it."

    "That is one gnarly apple," Shane observed.

    "Perfect Apple, actually," Trapinch corrected. "They're a personal favorite of Braviary's." Tessa and Shane both raised eyebrows at this. "Don't look so confused. Everyone who has to take the entrance exam comes here to battle a couple of guild apprentices. The Perfect Apple is the symbol of your victory."

    "Even if it was a lucky coinci–"

    "Now, now, Yungoos. They beat us fair and square," Trapinch scolded.

    "Right. But I still meant what I said. Youse two better hone your teamwork, if youse gonna contribute to da guild," Yungoos declared.

    "Heh." Shane rubbed the tip of his snout. "I think we'll be just fine." He stepped forward and rolled the Perfect Apple over to Tessa. "So, what's say we use that Escape Orb and make our way back?"

    Tessa picked up the Perfect Apple and inspected it. "Yeah, I guess that's the next step."

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    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "Well, shoot. That's a mighty fine Perfect Apple y'all managed to dig up." Braviary gripped the oversized fruit in his talons and rolled it beside him. "And it's fresh and everything. Eeyup. I reckon you two pass with flying colors! I'd expect nothing less of ya, Riolu."

    Shane smiled broadly while Tessa rubbed her left shoulder and looked away.

    "Aww, y'all ain't sore about me lying to ya about the test, are ya?" Braviary asked. "I promise that's the only lie I'll make about any assignment y'all take in the guild."

    "It's fine, Braviary," Shane insisted. "Riolu's just not in a celebratory mood, I suppose." He shot his partner a look that screamed, "Get with the program."

    "Now, let's go see the Guildmaster and finalize y'all's registration," Braviary declared. "Then we can get on with the introductory stuff. Y'all finished quickly, which is great. Gives ya plenty of time to settle in." Braviary guided them back into Metagross' chambers. Metagross levitated parchment and an ink pad over toward them.

    Order: generate name for your exploration team. Order: sign pawprints on guild contract, Metagross stated. He set the page and ink pad down in front of them.

    "Ah, right, the all-important team naming," Shane acknowledged, turning to Tessa. "You better not suggest something cheesy like Team Poképals. That's stupid. We need to be more creative than that."

    "I wasn't about to suggest anything like that," Tessa growled. She turned away, biting her lip. 'Oof... so much for trying to take after my heroes.'

    "Okay, at least we agree on that part," Shane chirped. "Now, we've got to think of something cool. To show everyone that we don't mess around. Maybe something like Team Frostbite? Cause I can use ice attacks and you can bite stuff?"

    Tessa's eyes narrowed. "Absolutely not. I will not have our team name revolve around a lame mishmash of words."

    "Fine then." Shane flicked a forepaw. "How about Team K9? Cause we're both dogs, in a manner of speaking?" Tessa gave that idea a thumbs down. Shane frowned. "Well, if you don't like those, then maybe we need a name that exudes power? How about Team Iron Fist or Team Shellcracker or Team Vortex?"

    Tessa fiddled with her scarf. "I'd prefer something that sounds more… positive. We're not trying to intimidate others. Guild explorers are supposed to help Pokémon."

    "I'm aware of that, you know," Shane grumbled. "And you're not being all that helpful. You could at least try offering a suggestion."

    Tessa looked up at him. "What about Team Radiance?" Shane raised a skeptical eyebrow. "It sounds uplifting," Tessa continued. "Y'know, something like, 'Through darkest night and brightest day, Team Radiance always finds a way.'"

    Shane blinked in surprise. "That's… great! I really like it!" His tails wagged excitedly. "Yeah, Team Radiance. It's bright. It's bubbly. And it goes well with the whole 'sky motif' this guild seems to have going for it." He glanced at the tapestry on the far wall.

    Accepted. Sign contract to finalize registration, Metagross instructed.

    Shane dipped his left forepaw into the ink pad and stamped it on the bottom of the parchment.

    "Now hang on, Vulpix. Don't you think you should at least read this over fir–?"

    Shane grabbed Tessa's paw, dipped it into the ink, and stamped it down next to his pawprint. She gave him a look of utter disbelief. "You… you… you…" She stuttered.

    Generic congratulatory statement. Fact: you are official novice members of the Horizon Exploration Guild, Metagross announced. His eyes flared blue and a box levitated down toward Braviary. Fact: this box contains your starter's kit. Braviary will explain its contents. Order: be prepared to take up your first assignment tomorrow morning. Statement of farewell. Metagross turned and stomped back toward the far end of his room. Braviary steered the newly-dubbed Team Radiance out of Metagross' office. He set the box down and opened it up.

    "Right, let's get a few things squared away first," Braviary announced. "Yer supplies. They're a bit limited since y'all are novices. But if'n y'all graduate to apprentice or veteran rank, we'll have more to offer you. In the meantime, here are the basics." He produced two badges similar to the ones they saw Yungoos and Trapinch had. They each accepted a badge and pinned it to their half of the rainbow scarf.

    "Yer badges. They're bronze because yer rookies," Braviary explained. "Silver badges denote apprentices. Gold badges are guild veterans. Gray badges are fer staff members of the guild. And, well..." He lifted a wing to showcase a platinum badge. "... the Guildmaster and I have our own special ones. Now, them badges will get you access to exploration items from the Kecleon Shop, as well as a storage space at Dhelmise Depot. It also gets you discounts at a buncha places in Aeon Town," Braviary continued. "Graduate to a higher rank and y'all will get better discounts. Sound good?"

    Shane and Tessa nodded in unison. Braviary next pulled out a map. "Standard issue Wonder Map. Nothing special to say here." He handed it over to Tessa, then pulled out what looked like a smaller version of her satchel. He spun it around one of his wings. "This here's an explorer's pouch. Much better than yer run-of-the-mill bag. No matter what you stuff in it, it don't change size."

    Tessa accepted the pouch and examined it. The fabric felt a lot more durable than her current bag. "Wait, how does that work? Is it TARDIS technology?" Shane asked, sniffing at the pouch.

    "What-is? That some sorta human world thingamajig?" Braviary asked, scratching his head. "We ain't exactly got a lot of stories about humans. Aside from the handful of world-saving ones."

    Shane laughed nervously. "Y'know what? Forget I said anything. It's probably just filled with Palkia's shed scales or something."

    Actually, an acquaintance helped me generate the energy needed to produce those.

    Team Radiance jumped at an unfamiliar robotic voice. Unlike Metagross, this one sounded female. They turned to their lefts and spotted a metallic, humanoid creature comprised of multiple spheres walking toward them. Its head was an oversized gear with metal, rabbit-like ears. Shane's eyes lit up. "Coooooool! A steampunk robot." He jumped beside the creature, ogling it. "All we need is to find you a Victorian dress, a monocle, and maybe stick a few exhaust pipes on your head and shoulders and–"

    "Vulpix!" Tessa barked, her face bright red with embarrassment. She stepped forward and dragged him back. "You can't just accost strangers like that."

    That is okay. Most new members are intrigued by my appearance. I find their reactions seventeen percent amusifying, the robot exclaimed. I am Magearna. I am the guild's equipment and technical specialist.

    "Eeyup. Mags here helps us make the things we use out in the field," Braviary reiterated. "She's also our resident expert on looplets and emeras. If'n ya ever got a question about 'em, she's yer 'mon." He turned to Magearna. "This here's Team Radiance: Vulpix and Riolu."

    On the subject of looplets, Braviary, I must ask something of Vulpix, Magearna exclaimed. She walked toward Shane and grabbed his left foreleg. Such curiositude! It appears you already have a looplet. But… hmm… this is not one of the standard looplet designs.

    "Wait, that's what this is?" Shane looked down at the band on his foreleg.

    "Now that's funny." Braviary scratched his head. "If'n yer a human who just showed up here, how'd ya get yer mits on a looplet?"

    "I don't know. Riolu said I already had it on my foreleg when I woke up on the beach," Shane announced.

    Wait. There is further shockification, Magearna announced. There is some sort of gemstone in this looplet. My sensors read emera-like qualities. However, this is like no emera I have detectified in recent years. It appears embedded into this looplet. She held Shane's foreleg up toward Braviary. See for yourself.

    "Huh, yer right. This Looplet's done got all four notches open." Braviary rubbed his beak. "But this glowing stone in the middle looks just like an emera."

    Begging cycle initiated, Magearna announced. I must requesticate that you allow me to examine this looplet in closer detail. I am sure I have seen this somewhere before, but I need to check my record banks. Perhaps it houses some sort of secret?

    "Well, I'd really love to, but I can't get the darn thing off. It's stuck to my leg." Shane demonstrated by attempting to push the Looplet off with his right forepaw, to no avail.

    Disappointment levels have surged to thirty-five percent, Magearna sighed. Well, if you discoverize anything new about your looplet, do come see me. My curiosity sensors are definitely firing on all cylinders. She gave Team Radiance a curt bow and retreated down the northwestern hallway.

    'So, Vulpix ended up here and somehow got hold of a looplet?' Tessa gasped, her heart fluttering. 'Ohh... I don't want to get excited for nothing, but it's looking more and more like I may have been blessed with a ticket to a happier life. If only he wasn't so... crass.'

    Braviary shrugged. "Err, I suppose I should give y'all yer starting looplets, then. Or, rather…" He pulled a small band out of the box. "… give Tessa one. Seeing as Vulpix's already got one." He tossed the looplet to Tessa.

    "Please call me Riolu," Tessa whispered while she slipped on the Looplet.

    "If'n you say so. And to go with the looplets, here are a pair of emeras." He tossed Tessa a pair of glowing, teardrop-shaped stones. "A paralysis guard and a sleep guard. Now, y'all don't need to use 'em right away. But if'n you choose to, they've only got enough energy to last one day of exploration. Most folk activate 'em at dawn and they fizzle out at dusk."

    "Where can we get more of them?" Shane wondered.

    "Town shops is y'all's best bet," Braviary replied. "Otherwise, Magearna can make you some if'n you find her enough stardust."

    "Stardust?" Shane parroted. "Like from comet trails?"

    Braviary shrugs. "Beats me. No one's sure why stardust falls into Mystery Dungeons. It just does. But that's enough rambling. I've got one last thing for ya."

    He pulled out a circular device that had a tiny antenna sticking off of it. 'Huh… kinda looks like a Klefki,' Shane thought.

    "This here's a…" Braviary frowned. "Oh, now what did Magearna call this doohickey again? Ah, right, a Gear-Com." He handed it over to Tessa. "It's some sort of magic communication thingamajig. It's synched up to Magearna and Guildmaster Metagross, so you can reach one of 'em if'n ya need to. I ain't too sure on the range, but we've tested 'em all around Horizon and they work just fine."

    Tessa finished placing the items in her new pouch. To her surprise, it remained surprisingly light. She easily slung it on like a backpack. "Okay, time to get on with the tour," Braviary announced. "Now, this here is the main assembly area. Every morning novices and apprentices gather fer announcements and assignments. Fer the record, if'n y'all make it to veteran status, y'all get a lot more freedom to do as you wish. Don't even have to live here if'n ya don't want to."

    "Then I guess we'll just have to rise up through the ranks, eh?" Shane said, grinning at Tessa.

    "Let's take it one step at a time, Vulpix," Tessa cautioned.

    "It's Shane, partner," Shane chuckled, ignoring her.

    Braviary waved a wing in between them. "Y'all can daydream on yer own time. Yer on guild time now, so eyes and ears on me. Now then, this way." He slowly flew across the assembly area. A small pond sat in the southeast corner of the large, circular room.

    "Oh no! No, no, no, no!" Shane shuffled backward. "I am not going for another swim. My fur is dry and I am happy." The pond water rippled and out popped a pink and yellow triggerfish.

    "Well, helllllooooooooo, dahlings!"

    "GYA!" Shane stumbled back, colliding with Tessa in the process. She shoved Shane off her. Braviary shot a wing out to keep Shane from tumbling into the pond. He quickly caught his breath. 'Dear lord. Those lips… and those teeth. Cripes and I thought that Yungoos guy had an ugly mug. Apparently he was just trying to live up to this… fish… thing…'

    "Bruxish, say hello to Team Radiance, our newest recruits. This here's Vulpix and this is Tes– ah, I mean Riolu," Braviary introduced.

    Bruxish's eyes widened. "Of coooooooooourse! Lucario's daughter. Oh, you've got your mother's eyes, dahling. I always knew you'd find your way here."

    "Um, so, Bruxish, is it?" Shane asked, cautiously approaching the pond. Again, the statement about Tessa's mom flew over his head. "What, uh… are you here for?" Shane jumped back in surprise as Bruxish levitated high out of the pond. 'Waah! That scary fish is psychic? Oh, this keeps getting weirder and weirder."

    "Well, I aaaaaaaaam an apprentice. I specialize in water area navigation," Bruxish explained. "But, of course, not everyone wants to explore places like that. So, most of the time, I help with move and ability maintenance."

    "Eeyup. If'n you got the coin, Bruxish here can help you learn some special moves," Braviary explained.

    "And if you're really willing to pay up, I can even swap your ability, dahling," Bruxish continued. "Very helpful in a piiiiiiinch, wouldn't you say?"

    'Uh, I don't even know what my ability is, so I'm not sure that'll help much,' Shane thought, but held his tongue. Tessa remained silent.

    "Okay, let's get a move on." Braviary shuffled Team Radiance forward. He guided them along a small hallway leading to the south part of the building. Both Shane and Tessa slowed their pace toward the end. They hovered at the edge of a small, circular room. There was a closed door embedded in the far wall, blending in seamlessly with the wall except for a faint outline. A desk sat beside it, as did a large machine containing a glowing globe floating above a stone pedestal.

    But Shane's and Tessa's gazes stayed locked on the two Pokémon lying on cushions beside the globe. They both recognized Growlithe. But neither knew what to make of Growlithe's partner. It lay still, staring down at the ground through its large, stone helmet. The talons on its forelegs gripped the edge of its cushion tightly, while its canine, scale-covered hind legs rested against the wall. A fish's tail lazily drifted back and forth between its hips. The gemstones lining its tail glinted in the pale light from the globe.

    "What… what is that?" Shane gasped. "Is it even alive? Is that supposed to be an enchanted statue? Because it's a real eyesore."

    Tessa turned and gave him a look. "Could you be any ruder?" she hissed in a whisper.

    "Oh, come on. Don't give me that. Even by weirdo Pokémon standards, that thing's creepy. Just listen to it breathing. All raspy and wheezy... like it's been smoking a pack a day for its entire life."

    "Yes, it's weird. But if it's part of the guild, we need to be respectful toward it… whatever it is," Tessa said. 'Or else it looks like it'll tear us to shreds!' she gulped.

    "Howdy, Null." Braviary saluted the helmeted creature with a wing. "Any activity lately?"

    The strange Pokémon shook its head about, letting out a loud, raspy groan. Shane's fur stood on end and his tails shot into the air. 'That's not normal… that's not normal! Keep me away from that freak.'

    "Nothing to report, sir. Aside from those two newcomers, we've had a quiet day," Growlithe said. He spotted Shane and Tessa. "Oh, hey, it's the newcomers." He waved at them. "Hiya, I know we already met. But let me officially say welcome. I'm Growlithe!" he barked excitedly. "I'm glad you're both here. We need more pups around this place, if you ask me. Any fire-related troubles, you come see me. There's nothing I'm not willing to burn." His tail thumped again the cushion. "Normally, I'm not on sentry duty. I'm just filling in for Trapinch today."

    "Sentry duty?" Shane looked around the room in confusion. "You mean, you guys do that here?"

    Braviary nodded. "That there pedestal you saw outside the entrance? It senses any Pokémon's presence. When it does…" He turned toward the globe-like structure. "… our Pokénector detects what kind of Pokémon they are. If'n they're from one of the continent's towns or villages, we know. But if'n they're from out in the wild or one of the other continents, well that's when you alert me or the Guildmaster."

    Shane stared inquisitively at the globe. "So, is this like the Pokémon Nexus, then?"

    "Ha! Yer pardner's got a good head on his shoulders, Riolu," Braviary chuckled. "If only he didn't have the lip."

    "Well, how else would I talk?" Shane quipped. Tessa facepalmed.

    "That ain't funny, son. But yer right. Magearna made this after studying the Pokémon Nexus over at the Water Continent's Expedition Society," Braviary explained. "Unfortunately, it ain't quite as impressive as their doohickey is. Their science guy is mighty protective over it, from what I hear. That, and we need to keep the Pokénector up to date by sending guild members to the different areas 'round Horizon."

    "Horizon… that's the name of this continent, right?" Shane asked.

    "Yeah," Tessa finally spoke up. She pulled out her Wonder Map and opened it up, showcasing the continent.

    "Huh, kind of looks like a donut with a chip in the middle of it," Shane observed. "What's the island in the center?"

    "Rainbow Island," Braviary answered. "That there place is off-limits, no matter how good of an explorer you get to be. It's a sacred spot."

    "Is that so?"

    "Yeah. Ho-Oh used it as a roosting spot in ancient times," Growlithe reported. "Isn't that awesome? The amazing immortal Legendary bird that spits rainbow fire once treated this place like a second home."

    'Guess I know who the dominating Legendary is around these parts,' Shane thought, chuckling. "What about you, big guy?" He turned toward the helmeted Pokémon. "Anything to say?"

    It was at that point that Null looked up. His beady gray eyes zeroed in on Shane. His fur bristled, allowing Shane to see the thick coating of scales lying underneath. Null suddenly shot to his feet and a let out a furious roar. He looked at Shane, snarling, and dug his talons into his cushion. Stuffing spilled out onto the floor.

    "Whoa, Null, take it easy!" Growlithe gasped, jumping to his feet. "Are you having those headaches of yours again?" In response to this, Null snarled. He turned to his side and slammed his head against the wall, leaving a noticeable crack. He took in deep, raspy breaths, and then bashed his head against the exact same spot in the wall, widening the crack.

    Shane whimpered and shuffled back toward the hallway, tails shooting between his legs. 'What's going on here? Why was that freakish thing looking at me like it wanted to kill me?' he wondered. Braviary turned and hastily guided them away from the sentry station. "Okay… what's up with the big dude in the helmet?" Shane asked, his voice ripe with worry.

    "What, y'mean Null? Oh, don't pay him too much mind," Braviary dismissed. "We found him unconscious at Glyphic Falls several months back. No idea how he wound up there. Heck, he didn't have no memories of anything, I reckon. Poor feller don't even know what kind of Pokémon he is. We took him in and he's been with us since. Never leaves the sentry station, though, except to go to his room and sleep. I don't blame him. He can't eat or drink, after all. And we can't seem to get the helmet off him, no matter what we try. I reckon it's making him act kinda... kooky. But he says it's stuck on him."

    Shane's body stiffened. 'Wait. This Null guy washes up in some waterfall with no memory?' His eyes widened. 'No… no way. He couldn't be like me… could he?' He quickly shook his head. 'No! It's not true. Tessa's wrong. I'm not here by accident. Null's situation is just… a coincidence. That's all.

    "Something bugging you, Vulpix?" Tessa asked.

    "I, uh, just realized how hungry I was!" He laughed nervously and rubbed his underbelly.

    "Well, the longer y'all jibber-jabber, the more you delay yer dinner," Braviary chuckled. "C'mon and follow me." Braviary led them next to the western wing of the floor. A series of arched doorways lined the hall. "So, if'n you haven't guessed, novices and apprentices room over here. Showers are down at the end of the hall. Don't y'all let me catch any word of any funny business in there, understand?" Shane and Tessa nodded in unison. "If'n ya reach veteran status, y'all will get offered better lodgings one floor down."

    Braviary turned into the first room on the right. Tessa and Shane walked into it. Unlike the assembly area, it had a purely nighttime motif. The walls and ceiling were a mix of dark blue and violet, with tiny swirls of white to represent stars. Luminous orbs hung on either side of the doorway. But the room also had a circular window at its far end, bathing the room in orange sunlight and offering a view of the forest far below the Observatory.

    Shane approached the two sky-blue pillows in the center of the room's purple carpet. "Huh… and here I was expecting a straw bed," Shane said. "Fancy."

    "You better drop that sass, hoss, or I'll give you a pile of sand to sleep on instead," Braviary harrumphed.

    "Sorry, sir," Shane gulped. Tessa walked toward one of the cushions and set the item pouch on it. Satisfied, she followed her teammate back out to the assembly area. They proceeded down the northwest passage that Magearna had gone into earlier.

    The hallway led to a spacious room filled with three metal desks. Each one was littered with various diagrams and maps. Shane spotted the base of the Observatory's large telescope sitting on the other end of the room. Magearna sat working at a sheet of parchment with a compass. Atop her desk sat a small, rotund, gray and white hedgehog. She had brown and yellow triangular marks along her back, along with a tiny, bolt-shaped tail.

    "Jeez, Pikachu, you've sure put on weight," Shane gasped. "And got old."

    The rodent looked right at Shane. "Pikachu? Pikachu?!"

    THWAAAACK!

    Shane ended up sprawled out on his side. The rodent's triangular markings had extended straight and she dug them into Shane's hide. "Do. Not. Call. Me. A. Pikachu!" she hollered.

    "Ow! Ow! Ow! Sorry! Sorry! It won't happen again!" Shane sobbed, his eyes comically watering.

    "Easy there, Togedemaru." Braviary ruffled his wings, shooing her off of Shane. Tessa kneeled down to help Shane stand up.

    "Way to put your paw in your mouth… partner," Tessa deadpanned. "Are you trying to get everyone to hate us here?"

    "So many… weird Pokémon… I've never heard of," Shane mumbled. "And look at the Pidgeys… flying around…" He spun in a circle, "Wheeeeeee!"

    "Well, on the bright side, this is a perfect segue for our next destination," Braviary mused. Tessa used her shoulder to support Shane as they went into the northern corridor.

    This wing ended in what was clearly a nursing station. Half a dozen beds lay evenly spread out across the room, with curtained dividers separating them. A desk and a cabinet sat in the one corner of the room not occupied by a bed. "Comfey, I've got a patient for ya. Togedemaru broadsided him," Braviary announced.

    A small, light-green circle floated out from behind a curtain, carrying a trail of flowers. "Ooooooh… look at the pretty flowers…" Shane giggled. He then waved a forepaw in front of his face. "Go away, Pidgeys! I wanna look at the flowers."

    "Oh my," Comfey squeaked. "He does seem rather dazed, doesn't he?" She drifted down and strung the flowers around Shane's neck. Comfey released a series of bright, flower-shaped lights. Shane blinked a few times, appearing to come to his senses. "There… all better!" Comfey announced, fluttering back into the air.

    "I've… never felt something like that," Shane whispered.

    "It's my specialty: Floral Healing," Comfey said. "I'm the resident medic for the guild. It's a pleasure to meet you. And Tessa, you've gotten so big! It's wonderful to see you here."

    Tessa clutched her scarf and looked down. "It… It's Riolu," she whispered.

    Grooooooooooowl!

    "Aha ha… ha… I don't suppose the dining area's the next stop, is it?" Shane laughed nervously.

    Braviary smirked. "It just might be, rookie." He led them out of the infirmary and down the eastern hallway, into the dining area.

    Shane expected a long table to stretch across the room. Instead, a series of small, circular tables littered the room, with windows sitting between some of them to offer up views of the forest behind Aeon Town. Braviary introduced Team Radiance to Steenee and Tessa managed to clamp Shane's mouth shut before he could make a comment about Steenee resembling a walking piece of fruit. Steenee offered Shane and Tessa a quick meal, which they used to replenish their strength. After that, they both returned to their room.

    "Ahhhh… that really hit the spot!" Shane said, stretching out his legs and flopping onto his cushion. "Boy, what an eventful day. But we made it. We're in the guild!" he exclaimed. "And with all these amazing Pokémon, too. Well, okay, maybe there are a few odd ducks in the bunch. Like that weirdo, Null. But I still think this is gonna be awesome!"

    Tessa sat on the edge of her cushion, looking out their window at the setting sun. 'I can't believe I'm here. After months of chickening out. And,' she looked at Shane, 'it's all because of him.'

    A familiar line echoed through her head: "Don't you ever let me catch you setting foot in that guild. If you do, I won't hesitate to strike you down!"

    Tessa flinched. 'No… this is my chance at making a name for myself. Even if Vulpix won't listen to me, if I can put up with him, then I'll be celebrated hero. No more lonely, miserable days at Azure Cape or Sylveon's house.'

    "Earth to Tessa."

    She stiffened. "Don't call me that. It's Riolu," she muttered.

    Shane scratched his ear. "Right. Did you hear my question?"

    "No."

    "Why do some of the Pokémon in the guild seem to know you?" Shane asked.

    Tessa's fur bristled. She took a deep breath and said, "Because the rest of my family are guild members."

    "Really? And you just thought to keep that hidden from me?" Shane gasped. "No wonder you're so quick on your feet! I can't believe you didn't want to come here. This is totally your element!" He gave Tessa a smile. "When do I get to meet your family, then?"

    "You don't," Tessa replied tersely.

    "… oh."

    "Neither of my parents are here right now. They, uh, went to visit the Grass Continent," Tessa said, fidgeting with the edge of her pillow. "They probably won't be back for months."

    "Well then, guess we'll just have to adventure hard for them," Shane proclaimed. He yawned and curled up into a ball. "I know the sun's not even down yet, but I'm pretty beat. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings. What about you?" Tessa tucked her knees into her chin and resumed looking out at sky. "Too excited to speak, huh? Well, I won't keep you up then," Shane chuckled. "G'night, partner."

    'For months, I'd been praying something would happen to lift my spirits. It seems my prayers have been answered. Only,' Tessa stole a glance at Shane, 'it's not quite what I was expecting.' She looked back out the window. 'Please, gods, let things work out for me. Alone, I'm just a failure, but Vulpix can change that. I don't want to be called a loser anymore. I want to be successful. That'll make me happy... I'm sure of it.'

    End of Episode 2

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  • This chapter was originally posted on August 29th, 2017.

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    A beam of light crept across Shane's body. He brushed his forepaws against his face and groaned. Shane curled up into a tighter ball, attempting to will away the light. But the beam lingered over him. Eventually, Shane gave an annoyed huff and poked his head up. "What?" he growled. "What's the prob–?"

    He cut himself off and blinked in surprise. "Uh… this isn't my room," he said, getting to his feet. "How did I get back on the beach?" Shane looked around, surveying the sand in front of him. The beach gave way to luminescent, orange water that seemed to extend off beyond the horizon.

    Shane looked up and noticed the sky perfectly matched the water's orange glow. "Okay, kinda creeped out here," he said. "This is definitely not the same beach I washed up on. So, what gives?"

    "Finaaaaaaaalllllyyyy!"

    "Gah!" Shane fell to his belly, covering his ears with his forepaws.

    "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you to wake up?"

    Shane looked around, but didn't see any signs of another Pokémon. "Two words, whatever you are: volume control. I'm right here. I can hear you perfectly fine," he scoffed, slapping the side of his head.

    "Foooooooool!" the disembodied voice bellowed, sending Shane to the ground once again. "I do not have time for smart remarks. I cannot maintain our dream link for long, human."

    "I'm dreaming?" Shane tilted his head. "That'd explain the crazy water, I guess." His brow furrowed. "Wait, did you just call me a human?"

    "Of course I did. I summoned you here, after all."

    Shane raised an eyebrow. "Wait, by 'here,' do you mean this dream or the Pokémon world as a whole? This is kind of an important detail."

    "What do you think, human?"

    "Uh, I'm gonna go with 'Pokémon world as a whole,'" Shane replied, preparing to cover his ears again if the voice got angry.

    "Yes… correct! You see, human, I am in need of your help."

    A broad smile crept onto Shane's muzzle. "Go ooooooon…"

    "There is something out there… draining me of my powers! Something… that wants to upset the balance of nature. But I do not know what it is."

    "Hmm…" Shane scratched his chin. "That's pretty vague, but just as I'd expect of a weird voice inside my head." He looked out toward the ocean. "Isn't there any kind of clue you can offer me? A cryptic riddle? A vision of the future? Heck, I'll take an interpretive dance. Anything's better than flying blind, here."

    "Did you not hear me, you foolish fool? I said I don't know! Why do you think I brought you into this world? To figure everything out before it's too late for me!"

    Shane's grin broadened. "So, what you're saying is, you need me to save the world? Ha ha, yes! Wait'll the guild hears about this. Tessa can take her stupid 'you're here by accident' nonsense and shove it!" He started dancing around the beach, singing, "I'm gonna be a he-ro! I'm gonna be a he-ro!"

    "Fooooooooooooooooooool!"

    Shane fell flat onto his face.

    "You cannot tell anyone about this! I've put myself in enough danger already just by bringing you here. Go forth… and find whatever is threatening the balance of nature!"

    "Uh-huh, sure. I'll get right on that," Shane promised. "And what are you going to do? Sit around and bother me with cryptic dreams like this again in the future?"

    "This is all I can do if I wish to conserve my power. You'd better figure something out, because I will contact you again."

    Shane nodded. "Sounds good to me. Now, uh, think you can wake me up so I can get started with this whole investigating business?"

    "Fine. As you wish. Farewell for now, human."

    For a brief instant, Shane saw a sun-shaped silhouette appear in the water. Then, the silhouette let out a bright flash, completely blinding him.


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    Episode 3: One Step Forward

    Chapter 5: Pearls of Wisdom


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    "Vulpix, wake up!" Tessa said, shoving her slumbering partner's hide. "C'mon, it's already dawn. You're gonna make us late for our first morning assembly."

    "Gzzkkrr… snnnrrrkk… mmmfffffrr…" Shane snorted and stretched a forepaw forward. "Five more minutes… Mom," he groaned.

    "Okay, we do not have time for this," Tessa grumbled. She grabbed hold of Shane's cushion and yanked it toward her. Shane rolled off it, landing splayed out on his back. His eyes shot open.

    "Hey, what was that for?" he growled.

    "You overslept, you dolt," Tessa scolded. "Let's get going or Braviary will yell at us for sure."

    Shane rolled to his feet and threw on his scarf. He jogged into the hallway, with Tessa following after him. They proceeded toward the main assembly area, where they found the guild members they had met yesterday. Braviary stood in front of the door to Metagross' office. Team Radiance shuffled up beside Yungoos and Growlithe. "Psst, did we miss anything?" Shane asked.

    "Nah, youse rookies are fine," Yungoos replied. "I think Braviary's waiting ta see if da Guildmaster's showing up."

    Shane nodded. He turned toward Braviary, but then something sparkled in the corner of his eye. Shane craned his head to the right. "Uh…" He raised an eyebrow. "Anyone else see a Milotic, Serperior, and Dragonair huddled in the corner? What are they doing?"

    Tessa turned and spotted the three serpentine Pokémon in question. "You mean Team Captivate?" Growlithe spoke up. "They're one of the veteran teams. Must be taking a request from the Guildmaster if they actually showed up to a morning meeting." Tessa eyed the veterans skeptically. Milotic spotted Tessa and her eyes widened. She held up her rainbow tail to shield her face, but Tessa could see Milotic whispering excitedly to her teammates. Tessa hiked her scarf up over her muzzle and turned back to face Shane.

    "Alrighty, folks," Braviary said with a clear of his throat. "Don't look like the Guildmaster will be gracing us this morning. So, without further ado, here are today's announcements." Braviary looked at Team Radiance. "Now, I know most of y'all met 'em yesterday, but we got us a couple of new recruits. That there…" He pointed a wing at them. "… is Team Radiance. If'n ya haven't greeted 'em, say hi to Vulpix and Te–" He paused again. "I mean, Riolu."

    "Why don't you want anyone calling you Tessa, again?" Shane asked.

    Tessa looked down at the ground. "I already told you, it's none of your business. Now drop it." She noticed the trio of Team Captivate exchanging whispers again. She repositioned herself between Shane and Yungoos, although Shane didn't seem to care.

    "Now then," Braviary continued, "I'm sure a few of ya have heard that Sunset Shoals had some of its caverns flooded. Well, the team that went to investigate reported back to me yesterday. They said the local Pokémon are claiming the tide's steadily grown stronger over the past few weeks."

    Shane raised an eyebrow. 'Huh… could that be related to the whole 'messing with the balance of nature' thing I heard about in my dream?'

    "Ain't entirely sure why that would be. But what is important is making sure the folks in nearby Circadian Coast are safe from any flooding. To that effect, Team Captivate over there will be delivering some supplies on the guild's behalf." Braviary nodded at the serpent trio. Milotic winked and blew a kiss toward him. "Lastly, Magearna asks that y'all refrain from using yer Gear-Coms if'n you do any assignments today. She'll be performing some maintenance on her receiver," Braviary announced. "That'll about do things for us this morning. Now, get out there and show Horizon what we're made of!"

    "Hooo-rah!" the apprentices shouted in unison.

    "What, no motto? Lame," Shane mused.

    As the group dispersed, cream-colored scales filled Tessa's field of vision. She looked up into Milotic's soft expression. Shane just sat beside her, a mystified look in his eyes. "Hiya… Milotic…" Tessa whispered.

    "Tessa, sweetie!" Milotic wrapped Tessa up in her body. She craned her neck down and nuzzled Tessa's forehead. Tessa flinched from the contact and fought to dodge Milotic's gaze. "Oh, sorry." Milotic released her. "It's just Riolu now, right? Like it should be?"

    "Yeah," Tessa whispered.

    "Well, it's great to see you again. It's been ages!" Milotic chirped. "I can't believe you're finally in the guild. Oh, I'll bet your mom and brother are so proud!"

    Tessa winced and looked away. "Milotic," Dragonair whispered. "You're being inconsiderate. Can you not see the distress on her face?" She slithered forward. "Sorry about her, Riolu. You know how she gets sometimes."

    "It's… it's okay, Dragonair," Tessa stammered. "Mom's still… away."

    Milotic's eyes widened. "Ohmygosh, I'm so sorry, Riri! I had no idea. I'll drop the subject right away." She turned to her teammates. "C'mon, ladies. We've got some supplies to deliver!" They all lifted their tails and tapped the tips together. Then they slithered off toward the stairs. Braviary fluttered over to Team Radiance the moment Team Captivate had departed the area. Shane still had a starry-eyed look about him, so Braviary flapped a wing in his face.

    "Paaaafffttth! Pfffftt! I'm awake… I'm awake!" Shane hollered. He blinked rapidly. "Where's the fire?"

    "Quite spacing out, hoss," Braviary scolded. "It's time fer y'all to get working. I'm here to show you the job board. So, follow me." Braviary escorted Team Radiance up to the main entrance. Shane spotted two bulletin boards on either side of the room. One of them clearly had sketches of Pokémon on it, but Shane couldn't make out any specifics. "We collect jobs from all over," Braviary explained. "Pokémon interested in our help can post jobs here themselves or send requests to us via couriers."

    'Wonder how a postal system even works in a place like this,' Shane thought. 'Must be some secretive legion of flying-types.'

    "Now then, I want y'all to get used to accepting assignments from this job board. So, I'm gonna pick out yer first one. Sound good?"

    "No objections here," Shane chirped.

    "Yeah, that's fine," Tessa agreed.

    Braviary unclipped one of the pages from the board and inspected it. "Perfect. Y'all can take this to start." He passed the page over to Tessa.

    "Please help me, Horizon Guild," she read aloud. "I have this string of pearls that I wanted to exchange at the Kecleon Shop. I could really use some extra funds, and I was just so fortunate to discover these pearls. But when I was on my way to Aeon Town, I lost them. I believe they're somewhere along the Clayback River. Signed, Lunatone." She looked up at Braviary. "The Clayback River? That's a bit of a trek, isn't it?"

    "Now don't you worry about something like that," Braviary laughed. "Y'all are part of the guild now. We've got ways of navigating the continent lickety split. If'n you head over to Aeon Port, you'll find the transportation you need."

    "Is it a Lapras?" Shane asked.

    "Ha, yer a riot, son! Ya really expect one Lapras to service the guild? Nah, we've got something much faster," Braviary exclaimed. "But I'll let y'all figure that one out for yourselves. Do whatever preparations y'all need. Then head on out to the port. I'm-a log this job into yer file in the meantime." He turned and glided over to the stairs, leaving Team Radiance over by the entrance.

    "So, uh, we've got our first job!" Shane cheered. "You've got our pouch, right?" Tessa nodded. "Then let's make for the docks!"

    "Don't you think we should get some supplies first?" Tessa exclaimed.

    "What do we need? We're just going to investigate a river," Shane scoffed. "Besides, how could you still have money after the stuff you bought yesterday?"

    "That was money I had saved for, uh, a special occasion?"

    "Are you asking me or telling me? Look, we're burning daylight standing around here. We've got some pearls to find. So, let's get going!" He trotted out of the front door. Tessa groaned and followed behind him. She quickened her pace in order to get in front of Shane and properly lead up down one of the larger streets.

    After a few minutes of walking, the buildings of Aeon Town gave way to a small hill that ran down to a set of wooden docks evenly spaced out in the water. Shane whistled. "Huh… they actually have more than one dock here. I'm surprised."

    Tessa adjusted her pouch. "Well, Aeon Town is one of the bigger communities in Horizon, if I'm not mistaken. It's only natural we'd have to be ready for a bit of traffic."

    "So, is this port connected to the water that surrounds Rainbow Island, then?" Shane asked.

    "Yeah, the Midnight Sea," Tessa acknowledged. "I'm surprised you actually remembered."

    "Hey, anything related to Ho-Oh is bound to stay in my brain," Shane declared. "And, seriously, it's called the Midnight Sea? That's totally not ominous or anything!"

    "It's named that way because if ye be dumb enough to try swimming underwater, ye'll find it's as dark as the night sky!"

    Shane's fur bristled. "Did you hear that?" He looked around rapidly. "That sounded like a pirate! Quick, find us some eyepatches so we can blend in."

    "That's just our ride, oh wise explorer," Tessa deadpanned, pointing toward the edge of the dock. 'What the heck is a pirate, anyway?' she wondered. Shane followed her line of sight and spotted a jagged blue dorsal fin and a pair of beady red eyes separated by a yellow star marking.

    "Oh, sweet! We get to ride a Sharpedo?" Shane gasped. "That's awesome!"

    Sharpedo surfaced. "Aye. I be the cap'n of Horizon's Sharpedo Sailors. Yer the new guild members, right?"

    "Sure are," Shane chirped, his earlier trepidation having vanished. He jogged up to Sharpedo. "I'm Shane, and this is my partner, Riolu."

    Sharpedo examined Tessa as she joined up with Shane. "Yer eyes be familiar, lass," he acknowledged. "Yeh wouldn't happen to be–?"

    "Yes, yes, my parents and brother are all in the guild. Can we just get going now? We need to get to the Clayback River," Tessa cut in.

    "Of course." Sharpedo swiveled around, exposing a pair of plastic seats that attached to his dorsal fin. "Climb aboard." Tessa jumped into one of the seats. Shane had a bit more trouble steadying himself thanks to his lack of any arms. "Alright, we be setting course for Clayback River!"

    XxX

    ~Clayback River~

    "Okay, I'm sensing an immense bias toward light-furred Pokémon in this continent!"

    Tessa paused in the middle of climbing up a rock. She glanced down to see Shane along the dark red riverbank, brushing his forepaws against the very same rock she clung to. "What's the problem, exactly?" she sighed.

    "Look at me!" He lifted up his forepaws, showing the wet, brown dirt caking them. "I'm tired of getting my fur all grimy. First, it's sand. Then, it's dirt. And now, it's silt!"

    Tessa smirked. "What happened to not wanting anyone to think you were girly?"

    "I can't help it!" Shane proclaimed. He stumbled back from the rock. As he did, his tails brushed through the riverbank. Clay and silt caked them, making Shane cringe. "It's this stupid Vulpix body and mind of mine. There's a part of my brain that's insistent I keep this pelt nice and shiny. And if it ever gets messed up my fur bristles, my stomach twists in knots, and I feel like I've got this awful itch I can't scratch."

    "Aww, you poor, poor thing," Tessa teased. "Guess exploring's not for you if you can't handle a getting down and dirty."

    Shane's left eye twitched. "I… that's…" He stomped a forepaw on the ground. "I can totally handle it! Watch!" He scooped up a pawful of clay and smeared it across his chest. "See? Perfectly…" He looked down at his clay-covered chest. Shane's muzzle twitched. Seconds later, he smacked his forehead with his paw. "Aggh! What am I doing?" he groaned, only to stare at his grimy paw with wide eyes. "CRUD! I just made it worse!" he howled.

    "You know, you're really not helping things," Tessa scoffed. "Find some higher ground so we can get a better look around the river, will ya?" Shane looked away dejectedly and started trying to spot a vantage point of his own. Tessa resumed her climb up the rock. She hefted herself up to stand on the top of the rock and survey the area.

    Two banks of clay ran in parallel. Both had steep, rocky inclines separating them from the surrounding plains. The brown, dirt-filled river coursed in front of her, providing a considerable gap if Team Radiance hoped to reach the other bank. Tessa soon spotted a few outcroppings of rock that seemed close enough together to jump across.

    "This river's current looks pretty strong!" Shane shouted. Tessa looked down and noticed Shane had dipped a paw in the river. "I can feel it racing against my paw," he said. "This is running out to the ocean?"

    "I'm not sure," Tessa called back. "Do you see anything sparkling in the water?"

    "No. This is way too murky. Probably from all the silt and clay in the basin," Shane reported. "But don't you think Lunatone would have known if he dropped his pearls into the river?"

    "I guess he would've requested a water-type's help, yeah," Tessa acknowledged. "But the river continues out to the north. And it looks like it gets wider over there."

    She slid back down the rock to regroup with her teammate. "What do you propose we do then? We've got to search the other side of the river too or we're bound to miss it," Shane said.

    "I know. I spotted a set of rocks that jut out into the river up ahead," Tessa announced. "One of us should try to jump the gap and reach the other ba–"

    "Oh! Dibs! Dibs!" Shane jumped about excitedly and then sprinted forward.

    "Hey… wait! We should talk this over before we split up," Tessa protested, but Shane was already halfway toward the outcropping she saw. She ran after him, only to notice Shane spraying the part of the river between the rocks with a jet of snow. To her surprise, a thin layer of ice formed atop the river.

    "What are you doing? You're just gonna tire yourself out," Tessa warned.

    "It's a failsafe. If I can't make the jump, I won't end up in the drink," Shane stated, puffing his chest out.

    "Ice doesn't work that way, dummy," Tessa growled. "A thin layer's not good enough. You need to consider your weight and the fact that you'd have momentum from falling!"

    "Bah, physics was never one of my strong subjects. I'll be fine. It's just something to make you not complain. Guess it didn't work," Shane said, laughing. "Okay, 'Operation: Miles Prower' is go! Three… two… one… CHARGE!" Shane sprinted across the first outcropping.

    Tessa shut her eyes and look away. 'Please don't screw this up and crack your skull in half…'

    "Ta-daaaaaaaaah!"

    She poked an eye open to see Shane trotting confidently down the rock along the other side. "What did I tell you?" he called back to Tessa. "Nothing to it!"

    'Thank goodness,' she sighed, but she wasn't about to give Shane any satisfaction. "Don't celebrate until we've found the pearls. See if you can get up the dirt embankment over there and get a look around."

    "I was already about to do that. Sheesh, no need to order me around," Shane scoffed, trotting over toward the hill. The dirt pile rose up high enough to reach the fields of green grass overlooking the river basin. As he approached it, Shane noticed something glimmer in the corner of his eye. "Hang on, I think there's something in this dirt pile," he announced.

    "Don't just stand there, then. Dig it up," Tessa called. Shane braced his forepaws against the dirt and started digging away.

    "Ugh… blecch!" Shane sputtered. "I can't believe dogs actually enjoy doing this back home."

    "It's cause your technique's sloppy!" Tessa scolded. "Stop throwing the dirt to the side like a wuss and push it toward your belly."

    "I'm… doing… fine!" Shane insisted. After a couple of minutes, his paws struck something hard. He looked down and noticed a sparkling silver bit of metal staring back at him. "Oh-ho! What have we here? Come to Shane, shiny." He stuck his paws into the dirt and gave a hearty tug. Tessa watched him unearth a string of mud-caked, silver beads. Shane tumbled back, clasping the beads as he landed on his back.

    "Hey, those look like they could be our missing pearls," Tessa said. "Think you can manage to get back across with them in tow?" She bit her lip. 'Ugh, we did not think this through! I have the pouch and I have hands. Why did I let him jump across? Did I really think I'd be the one to find them?'

    "Uh…" Shane looked at the pearls. "I think I can manage if I sling these pearls across my scarf. They're not that heavy."

    "Kweh heh heh heh! Thanks for taking the trouble to dig those out for us, Snowy. Now we don't need to get our claws dirty!"

    Tessa's heart leaped into her throat. 'No way… that's Sneasel's voice! What's he doing here?' As if to respond, Sneasel and Jangmo-o both emerged from the other side of the dirt hill, grinning wickedly.

    "I thought your voices sounded familiar," Jangmo-o said with a laugh. "See, told you it'd be a good idea to lay low behind the hill."

    Sneasel whirled on Jangmo-o. "What are you talking about? That was my idea!"

    "Yeah? Well, I still provided moral support," Jangmo-o declared.

    Shane narrowed his eyes at the duo. "What are you creeps doing here?"

    "Kweh heh heh heh! Ain't it obvious? Combing for treasure, of course!" Sneasel declared.

    "Yeah. Ain't nobody better at scooping up treasure than Team Fang," Jangmo-o added, only to receive a smack upside the head from Sneasel.

    "You idiot. Why would you tell them our team name?"

    "Uh, to strike fear into their hearts?" Jangmo-o squeaked.

    "Yeah, but now they can try to report us!" Sneasel hissed. "Whatever, doesn't matter. Let's nab the pearls and toss Snowy into the dirty river where he belongs."

    Tessa's eyes widened. "Vulpix, you've gotta jump back over here. Quickly! Don't try to take them both on at once."

    "Why not? I've beaten 'em before!" Shane huffed.

    "Don't be stupid! I've got all our supplies."

    Shane's ears and tails drooped. "Uh… right." He turned and started running toward the rock.

    "Oh no you don't!" Sneasel bellowed. He opened his mouth and launched a blast of frigid air toward Shane. The sand froze up in front of him. Shane's paws failed to gain proper traction and he skidded forward. He spun around and wiped out on the edge of the rock. In the process, the pearls tumbled from his neck, rolling toward the edge of the river.

    "No!" Shane shouted. Tessa gritted her teeth at the sight.

    'Okay, no point staying around here anymore,' she figured. Tessa took a deep breath and dashed across the rocks on her side of the river. She leaped over the water, letting out a grunt as her feet impacted the rock on the other side. Shane looked up and saw Tessa run by him. He rolled over and shot a blast of slushy snow ahead of himself. This forced Jangmo-o to skid to a halt. Sneasel, on the other hand, ran right through the attack, brushing snowflakes out of his eyes.

    "Nice try, Snowy, but you're not going to stop me!" Sneasel yelled. Seconds later, Tessa slammed into his side, knocking him away from the pearls.

    Shane immediately scrambled to his feet and leaped to his partner's side. "You grab the pearls and get back to the other side of the river. I'll hold them off!"

    "Are you nuts? I just said you can't handle two-on-one!"

    "Yeah, but I'm the one with the ranged attacks and you have the bag," Shane pointed out. He spun around and belted a high-pitched shriek at Jangmo-o, pushing the dragon back. "Give me an Oran Berry to tuck into my scarf and go!"

    Tessa's muzzle went agape. 'Wait. He actually thought this through? Could it be Vulpix is actually listening to me?' She plopped an oran berry against his neck and ran off. Shane turned and lay down a stream of snow to cover Tessa's scramble up onto the rock.

    Sneasel again leaped directly into the line of fire, catching Shane by surprise. His eyes widened and he tried bucking up on his hind legs to impede Sneasel's progress. But Sneasel successfully jumped over Shane. He whirled around and, in desperation, spewed wet, slippery snow onto the rock. The snowflakes lined its rough surface, creating a layer of slush. Sneasel had no way to avoid landing on the slick part of the rock. Though his claws offered decent traction under normal circumstances, uneven, slippery rocks were another story entirely.

    Unfortunately, Tessa was still on the rock. And her paws offered no traction. Shane realized his mistake the moment he watched Sneasel land awkwardly, slip, and fall into the river. At the exact same time, Tessa prepared to lunge for the opposing rock embankment. But her foot slid out from under her and her momentum sent her off the edge of the rock.

    Shane rolled to his feet and narrowed his eyes at Tessa. He felt the same spark of psychic energy he had drawn on in Dewdrop Woods. Concentrating, Shane fired a pink circle forward. Seconds before Tessa would have impacted the river, the attack exploded around her, flinging her back across the river. She landed on the opposite bank, leaving a Riolu-shaped crater in the mud.

    "Eeep! Sneasel!" Jangmo-o gasped. He broke off from trying to attack Shane while the latter's back was turned and ran downstream. His partner surfaced, flailing his arms about.

    "Don't worry… about… me! Get the… pearls!" Sneasel sputtered. Shane let out a growl and unleashed the biggest burst of snow he could muster. Jangmo-o hollered and jumped forward, trying to get away from the attack. However, this proved a foolish decision, because the only thing in front of him was the river.

    Splaaaaaaaash!

    "Jangmo-o, you iddddiiiiiiiiiiooooooooooot!" Sneasel hollered as the harsh current swept him and his cohort away.

    "Phew. Made it out of that jam," Shane sighed. "See, Riolu, I told you I could handle…" His voice trailed off as he recalled the state he had last seen his partner in. Ears drooping, he muttered a weak, "Oh boy."

    Shane dashed along the rock embankment and lunged back toward the other side of the river. He scampered down to Tessa's position, only for a ball of clay to strike him in the face. He staggered back in surprise. "Hey! What the–?"

    "That was your cover? Freezing the rock?" Tessa snarled.

    "Sneasel got around me, so I had to improvise. It worked, didn't it?" Shane groaned, trying to rub silt from his eyes.

    "I nearly fell in that river! And I am not what you would call a strong swimmer," Tessa shouted, trying to suppress a shiver.

    "But you didn't fall. I had everything under control."

    "You hit me with Extrasensory right next to a very large and very sharp rock!" Tessa barked.

    "Only because I wasn't close enough to use Roar effectively… aha ha…" Shane said with a nervous laugh. "So, I took a gamble. Big whoop. I succeeded. At the end of the day, that's all that matters. You should be thanking me for ending up in the drink."

    "If your trajectory was even the slightest bit different I would have hit that rock. Then I'd probably have passed out and drowned!" Tessa hissed, her eyes watering. "And that attack really hurt!"

    Shane nudged the oran berry in his possession over to Tessa. "But you didn't hit the rock. And I thought I told you yesterday that I don't dwell on what-ifs."

    SLAP!

    Shane whirled about and collapsed onto his belly. His right cheek now had a brown, palm-shaped imprint in it. "I thought you had taken what I told you yesterday to heart!" Tessa said, sniffling. "But, in the span of an evening, you somehow got even more reckless."

    Shane pursed his muzzle. "Okay… my bad. But you really didn't expect me to just stand there and let Sneasel attack you, did you? We would've lost the pearls for sure." He walked up to Tessa. "You, uh, did hang onto the pearls, didn't you?"

    Tessa glared at him but ultimately pulled the pearls out of her pouch. "Alright! A job well done," Shane proclaimed. He then looked at Tessa's mud-covered form, and then glanced at the mud and silt on his pelt. "Well, for the most part, I guess. There's nothing left to do now but head back to the guild, right?"

    Tessa silently pocketed the pearls and stormed off upstream.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "Oh, thank you! Thank you both very much!" Lunatone spun about in excitement while he levitated the pearls up beside him. "I had a momentary lapse in concentration with these things and flung them away. I'm so happy you were able to find them."

    Shane stood tall and beamed. "It was no trouble at all, sir."

    "Are you sure? You two look pretty grimy. Where did the pearls end up anyway?"

    "In a bank of clay. No worries, I dug it out just fine," Shane exclaimed.

    "But we did encounter a pair of thugs," Tessa stated, directing the comment to Braviary.

    "Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow. "Who were they?"

    "A Sneasel with a scar across his head-feather and a Jangmo-o with an oversized forehead scale. They called themselves Team Fang," Tessa explained. "They tried to attack us to steal the pearls."

    Braviary fluttered over to the board on the opposite side of the entrance room. "Hrrrm… ain't on our outlaw board. Could've been a misunderstanding. But I'll be sure to pass it along to Officer Magnezone next time I see him."

    "In any event, please let me offer you this pair of wands for your troubles," Lunatone declared. He levitated the rod-like instruments over beside Shane, who looked skeptically at them.

    "Am I gonna turn into a Braixen if I touch one of these?" he wondered.

    "I don't think it works that way, hoss," Braviary chuckled. Lunatone levitated his pearls onto the top of his crescent-shaped body and departed the guild. Braviary flew back over to Team Radiance. "Good work out there, you two. Although, I'm not too keen on y'all tracking mud in here like this," he said. "Next time, I'm-a have to write y'all up on a hygiene violation. But seeing as this was yer first assignment, I'll let it slide." He reached underneath his wing and produced a small pouch. "This here's your compensation. Fifteen percent of Lunatone's coin reward."

    "Fifteen percent?! We're getting gipped! That's highway robbery," Shane whined. Braviary started to open his beak but Shane held up a forepaw. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Guild's gotta make money somehow."

    Braviary scowled. "One of these days yer gonna mouth off to the wrong feller and end up tied to a branch by them fussy little tails of yers. But, yer right. If'n yer looking to make more, take more assignments. Also, ya get a better commission once y'all are apprentices." He stole a glance out the window. "I see plenty of daylight left, so y'all should consider taking on another job request or two."

    Tessa's shoulders slumped. "Do we have to?"

    "I suppose not, but it sure wouldn't look good fer rookies to be slacking on their first day," Braviary mused. He bid them farewell with a wave and descended into the guild.

    "Hey, here's one asking for help gathering honey from Dewdrop Woods! We can totally do it," Shane chirped, waving a piece of parchment around. "I mean, we're already filthy, so might as well."

    Tessa squeezed her eyes shut. 'It's gonna be a long afternoon.'

    XxX​

    That same evening, a damp Shane walked into his room, a towel draped over his backside. "Ah, I feel so much better!" Shane said, shaking his torso and flecking water across the room. "I'm surprised my tails got unstuck that easily," he marveled, pivoting to wag his tails in unison. "Comfey's special soap worked like a charm!"

    Tessa muttered inaudibly and turned her back to Shane. "You say something?" he asked.

    "… no. You must have water in your ears," Tessa grumbled. 'How can he be so upbeat? Today was awful. This was even worse than the time Eevee's friends made fun of me for being a bad battler.'

    "Oh, okay then," Shane said. "You're, uh, not still sore about getting sprayed by that tree sap, are you? Because I had no idea it could do anything but drip out of trees." Tessa tucked her knees in to cover up her face. "Aha ha… but it was kinda fun, wasn't it?" he added. Shane got no response. "Um… Tessa?"

    "Don't call me that!"

    Shane's tails stood up straight. "Are… are you feeling okay, Riolu?"

    Tessa pulled her scarf up to cover her head.

    "C'mon, you can tell me what's wrong," Shane insisted. "I'm your partner, after all."

    Tessa whirled around on him. "Are you? Because you sure have a funny way of showing it!"

    Shane's eyes widened. "Hey now. What's that supposed to mean?"

    Tessa tried to suppress a shiver. "I need to you to promise me that you've got my back. Like really got my back."

    "That's silly! Of course I do."

    "No, I want you to promise me and mean it," Tessa said. "Having my back means working with me. Not doing whatever you want to do and hoping that I adapt. The reason the heroes of the past did so well is because they worked together. We're nowhere even close to them... and that's upsetting."

    "This… this is about the river, isn't it?" Shane whispered.

    "Yes! Yes, it's about the river!" Tessa barked. "It's easy for you to brush off… but for a moment there, I was horrified. I was falling down toward a very fast, very dark river with absolutely no way to save myself! And then suddenly this strong, painful force grabs onto me…" She picked up her pillow. "… and tosses me…" She hurled the pillow, striking Shane's face. "… across the river!"

    Shane stood there, his eyes darting about the room. Tessa could see him visibly struggling to figure out something to say. "So please, Vulpix," Tessa whispered, fidgeting with her scarf, "please… just promise me you've got my back. Otherwise, I don't think I can make this work."

    Silence followed. Tessa scrunched her eyes shut. 'Come on, Vulpix. Say something. Show me that I'm worrying for nothing. Show me that we're not doomed to fail... just like I failed at aura training and making friends in Sunrise Village. I need this... so, so badly. If this falls through... if I miss this one chance at making my biggest dream come true...'

    Tessa flinched as Shane's forepaw tapped her shoulder. She shrank back from him. "Of course, I've got your back. You're my partner," Shane exclaimed. Tessa's muscles relaxed slightly. But then a grin appeared on Shane's face and he added, "After all, you're gonna help me rid the world of evil. Even if you don't know it yet." He gave her a knowing wink.

    Tessa frowned and sat back down.

    '… that's not what I wanted to hear.'
     
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    Chapter 6
  • This chapter was originally posted on September 2nd, 2017. This chapter has a silly extra at the very end. It's a piece of flavor text about the character that's fought here. It's a silly blurb I wrote for fun, so don't take it too seriously. Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

    XxX

    Chapter 6: An Outlandish Outlaw

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    Braviary whistled. "Y'all got quite a few jobs done. Not bad fer yer second day. Color me impressed."

    Shane beamed at the praise while Tessa preoccupied herself with pocketing the team's earnings. "Does this mean we're ready to move up to apprentice rank yet?" Shane asked.

    "Now what kind of shoddy establishment do ya think we're running here, rookie? Y'all still got a lot more to learn about the ins and outs of guild life. Don't be getting big fer yer britches, ya hear?"

    Shane's ears drooped. "Dang. Well, can't blame a fox for trying."

    "We've still got an hour before supper, so y'all feel free to occupy yerselves with something else." Braviary exclaimed. "I hear Crabrawler's Café done be offering a two-fer-one special on berry juice."

    "Ooooh, that sounds refreshing!" Shane chirped. "What do you say, Riolu?" Tessa shrugged and made for the exit. Shane's ears perked up and he trotted off after his partner.

    'Okay, I'll admit things went better today,' Tessa thought. 'Though the jobs were pretty basic, so I shouldn't get my hopes up that Vulpix is really taking last night's conversation to heart.'

    They wound their way down the hill into Aeon Town's central plaza. Crabrawler's Café stood right on the outside of the town square, facing the fountain. The duo hovered in the doorway, looking around the room for a spot to sit. The walls and floor were lined with smooth, dark brown wood. Luminous orbs were perched in the walls, giving a warm, orange tint to the room. Booths lined the walls, with various sized tables and benches to serve the many shapes and sizes of Pokémon. The more centrally-located tables were surrounded by bar stools. And the bar itself had a long, thin table spread around it. Standing behind it was a crab-like Pokémon that greatly resembled the building's exterior. He had a mostly purple body, with yellow antennae and blue pincers resembling boxing gloves. Additionally, his right eye was half-shut. He held a rag in one claw, using it to polish the counter top.

    "Guess that must be Crabrawler. Anyway, I see a table for us over there," Shane exclaimed, pointed a forepaw to his left. An empty table sat over in the corner of the room by a glowing, multicolored jukebox. An outline of Shaymin lay etched into the front of the machine, surrounded by various music notes and floral patterns. Sparkling, rainbow crystals sat inside the glass dome at the top of the machine. Shane trotted over to the table and sat down by it, while Tessa turned and made for the bar area.

    Crabrawler looked up and spotted Tessa walking up to the counter. "Afternoon, m'lady. What are you fixing for?"

    "Can I get two mago berry juices, please?" Tessa asked, placing a few coins and her explorer's badge on the counter top.

    "Certainly." Crabrawler glanced at the badge and then took all but one of Tessa's coins. She looked down in confusion. "Your discount still applies even if I'm running a special," he explained, prompting Tessa to pocket the coin. Crabrawler brushed two empty glasses toward her and started adding the contents for the drinks into a mixer. "So, I take it you're a new face around the guild, eh?"

    "Yes, sir. My partner and I just joined a couple of days ago," Tessa explained.

    "Ah, jolly good. And how are you finding things over there?"

    "It's, uh, certainly something," she whispered.

    Crabrawler inserted a large stone rod into the mixer and started mashing it. "I say, that doesn't inspire a lot of confidence. Exploring proving tougher than you thought?"

    Tessa stole a glance at her partner. Shane sat at a table, gazing hypnotically at the jukebox. "You could say that. My team's having some… growing pains," she finally replied.

    Crabrawler started shaking the mixer up. "Speaking from experience, some Pokémon get taken in by the excitement of exploring and don't really consider any of the repercussions. They think they can be like the folks who stopped the Bittercold and Dark Matter."

    Tessa winced, then fidgeted with her scarf. "But... um... they didn't really cause that many problems in Horizon, right? I didn't really think people here cared all that much about that stuff."

    "Well, as far as I know, people don't speak all that openly about it. Besides, it's not really my place to judge. I'm just here to help Pokémon take a load off. Whether or not they're explorers or care about Mystery Dungeons doesn't matter," Crabrawler said. He filled up the two glasses with pink juice and pushed them toward Tessa. "Here you are. Two mago berry juices. Anything else?"

    "That'll be all. Thanks," Tessa said. She grabbed the two glasses and turned to bring them to her table.

    "If I may give you one bit of advice, my dear?"

    Tessa froze and glanced over her shoulder at Crabrawler. "Yeah?"

    "Don't let your doubts create a self-fulfilling prophecy," he declared. "You're bound to have some hard days, but as long as your spirit's in the right place, your mind and body will follow suit."

    Tessa blinked in confusion. "Uh, thanks… I guess," she muttered, and resumed walking back to her table. Tessa set the glasses down and took the seat opposite Shane. He remained focused on the jukebox, his head slowly swaying back and forth. "I brought you your drink," Tessa announced, shoving the second glass toward him.

    Shane jumped to attention and spun around in his seat. "Smells good." He licked his lips and pressed the straw to his muzzle. "Say, what's with the jukebox? I didn't think music was a thing around here." Tessa replied with a wordless shrug and drank her berry juice.

    "It's a nice song," Shane hummed. "Very relaxing. And I like the lyrics. 'Solgaleo, provider of daylight… Great Lunala, defender of the night…' I don't really get what it's about, but it's catchy!" he said, getting a few annoyed looks from other patrons when he belted out the lyrics. "Do you know who sings this, Riolu?" Tessa ignored him and took another sip of her drink. "Uh, hello? Earth to Riolu." Shane waved a paw in front of her. "I asked you a question."

    "… Primarina," she replied. "He lives near Sunset Shoals and makes music crystals that are distributed to Sky Jukeboxes around the world."

    Shane blinked in surprise. "That's a dude singing? Dang, he's got some impressive pipes. I was totally fooled!" Tessa spun sideways in her seat and sipped more berry juice. "Um, okay, what's with the silent treatment? You barely said a word to me during any of our jobs today," Shane said.

    Tessa shrugged. "… wasn't really up for conversing."

    "Are you still mad about yesterday? I said I was sorry and I told you I've got your back," Shane insisted. "What more do you want for me? A lock of my fur? One of my tails?"

    'How about an off-switch on that big mouth of yours?' Tessa scoffed, sighing. "Look, I've just… got a lot on my mind right now, okay? It's not like it was that big a problem. We did four jobs today, after all."

    "Yeah, but I don't just want to work in silence."

    "You were doing plenty of talking," Tessa said.

    "It's not fun if you don't have someone to talk with," Shane muttered.

    "All I'm asking for is a little space while I think things over," Tessa insisted. "You just told me you had my back. So, please just lay off the subject for the moment. Besides, how's a guy like you going to 'save the world' if a little silence bothers you so much?"

    Shane's ears drooped. He poked at his straw with his snout and gave a defeated sigh. They finished their drinks and returned to the Observatory. Tessa immediately made her way back to the team's room while Shane remained in the main assembly area until dinner was called. As dinner went on, Shane noticed that Tessa was conspicuously absent.

    He hastily finished his meal and retreated to his room, where he found Tessa laying on her pillow. "Hey, if you don't hurry up, you'll miss dinner," he said. Shane got no response. He walked up to Tessa and soon realized that she was fast asleep. "Oh... guess you must've been pretty tired," he muttered. "I'll, uh, leave you alone then, I suppose."

    Shane walked over to his own pillow and lay down on it. His boredom quickly lulled him off into a deep sleep. He got up the next morning to find that Tessa was already awake and out of the room. Shane left for the central hub and found all the guild members settling in for the morning assembly. He made his way over to Tessa's side and sat down. Surprisingly, Braviary was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Metagross stood outside of his office.

    Fact: Braviary is absent. Order: in his absence, direct all inquires to Magearna, Metagross said. Fact: there are no further announcements. Order: get to work.

    "Hoooo-rah!" the guild apprentices shouted in unison. As the crowd broke apart, Team Radiance noticed Bruxish and Yungoos approaching them.

    "Good moooooooooorning, dahlings! Settling in okay?" Bruxish greeted.

    Shane tensed up. "Well, if I was sleepwalking before, I'm definitely not now," he muttered, casting panicked looks at both Pokémon's large, toothy grins.

    "You need something from us?" Tessa asked.

    "Actually, it's youse who needs somet'ing from us," Yungoos declared. "Braviary's out doing some work. So, he left it to us to show youse two da Outlaw Board."

    Shane grinned. "So, we're catching baddies today, huh? Count me in!"

    "Now, now. Don't go psyching yourself up too much, dahling. We're not going to send you two out unless we're confiiiiiiiiident you can deal with at least oooooooone of the posted names," Bruxish chuckled. "Now, come along." He waved his fins around and led Team Radiance up into the entrance area. The team approached the board opposite the one they had used the previous two days. Sketches of Pokémon were pinned up across the board.

    "So, as youse can see, we put up drawings of wanted Pokémon. Da number of stars underneath is a rating of how dangerous we t'ink dey are. And below dat is da reward Officer Magnezone and his squadron are offering for da outlaw's capture."

    "Wait, I don't remember seeing any jail in Aeon Town," Shane said.

    "Dat's because da jail ain't in da town, rookie," Yungoos said.

    "Yes. After all, it would be mooooooooost dangerous for the good townsfolk if the jail was right here. Imagiiiiiiiine if there was a jailbreak. Oh, it'd be utter chaos, dahling," Bruxish added. "Now, let's see if there's anyone here that fits your ranking." He ran his eyes along the board.

    "Oh, what about that, uh, fruit-looking girl with the long legs?" Shane proposed, pointing to a picture in the corner.

    "Tsareena? Not a chance, newbie. She's outta yer league," Yungoos scoffed. "Besides, Growlithe's been on the hunt for her. He'd get mighty sore if ya scooped in and snagged his capture."

    Bruxish shook her head. "I'm sooooooooorry, dahlings, but these outlaws are too tough for you."

    Shane's lower lip jutted out. "You're kidding! Well then, what are we supposed to do today?"

    "Uh, there's still the Job Board," Tessa reminded him.

    "Well, Magearna should be around shortly to update this board," Bruxish explained. "You could wait a bit. Maybe buy some supplies in the meantime?"

    Shane looked expectantly at Tessa. "Yeah, I guess we can wait a little while," she said with a shrug. "Actually, I want to drop something off at Dhelmise Depot."

    "Great, I'll go with you," Shane chirped.

    "Uh, this isn't really a two-mon job," Tessa mumbled, but Shane was already at her side. She sighed and proceeded out the main entrance. Once again, the duo walked into town. This time, they headed for the street leading down toward the port. Tessa's eyes were fixed on a building that was styled to look like a giant blue anchor.

    "Oh, Team Radiance! What a pleasant surprise," Lunatone called, waving the string of pearls at them. He was floating in front of the Kecleon Shop.

    Shane and Tessa paused and walked over to him. "Hiya, Lunatone. Finally going to trade in those pearls?" Shane asked.

    Lunatone nodded. "Yes, yes. I wanted to trade them in yesterday, but then Kecleon told me I could get way more for these pearls than I thought. He told me he's getting a supply shipment today. So, I decided to wait and see if he got anything new in stock. Oh, if I could get a Psychic TM I'd probably explode with happiness!"

    Shane smiled. "Well, I'll cross my fingers for you, then," he said. "My, uh, nonexistent fingers, anyway."

    "Hey, Lunatone! Drop those pearls, you lousy thief!"

    Lunatone and Team Radiance turned to find a Solrock levitating quickly toward them. It had a noticeably large crack spreading across what constituted its forehead. "A Solrock?" Shane raised an eyebrow. "Is that your brother or something?"

    "No." Lunatone's eyes narrowed. "I've never seen her before in my life."

    "Liar!" Solrock accused. "You swiped those pearls from me. They're mine!"

    "What are you talking about? I found these in Twilight Forest a few weeks ago." Lunatone gave Solrock a suspicious look. "I'll bet you're trying to take them from me."

    "You've got that backwards. I was taking them through the forest, minding my own business, and you blindsided me and made off with my treasure. That's how I ended up with this wonderful little crack in my head," Solrock declared. "Now, fork those pearls over!"

    "Whoa, whoa, hold the phone a second," Shane said, stepping between the floating rocks. "I don't know what your story is, Solrock, but Lunatone here reported the missing pearls to the guild. And we're the team that found them. So, I'm inclined to believe him."

    "Butt out, kiddo. This don't concern you!" Solrock growled. Next thing Shane knew, he was hurtled back across the ground. Tessa's eyes widened and she ran over to her partner.

    "Are you okay?"

    "Nnngggh… head… hurts…" Shane groaned, eyes spinning about in a daze.

    Solrock refocused on Lunatone. "It's not my fault a couple of guild dweebs fell for your obvious ploy. Now, last chance. Gimme those pearls or I'm using force! You messed with the wrong Pokémon, you two-bit con."

    "But… these are mine! I found them myself," Lunatone whimpered.

    "Fine that… have it your way."

    Solrock's eyes flashed blue and the area erupted in a bright light.

    "Uwwwwwaaaaaaaaaah!" Lunatone gave a pained cry.

    "Lunatone!" Shane gasped. He tried to get to his feet but ended up headbutting Tessa in the process.

    "Ow! Watch it, doofus. I'm right in front of you," she groaned, staggering back. The flash of light subsided, revealing Lunatone lying on the ground with a dazed look in his eyes.

    "Oh no." Shane finally got his bearings and ran up to Lunatone. "Are… are you okay? Do you need to heal?"

    "Pearls… gone again…" Lunatone blubbered. "Not… fair…"

    Tessa rubbed her eyes with her paws and looked into the distance. "I think I see her on the outskirts of town!" She pointed forward. "Sunrise Village and Azure Cape are in that direction."

    Shane looked down at Lunatone. "Don't worry, we're gonna get those pearls back for you. C'mon, Riolu!"

    "But she can levitate! How are we supposed to keep up with her?" Tessa asked.

    "Uh… I don't know," Shane conceded, breaking into a run. "I was kind of hoping you'd come up with an idea while we're chasing her!"

    "Seriously?" Tessa groaned as she ran off after her partner.

    XxX

    ~Azure Cape~
    Solrock floated across the sandy beach, stealing glances backwards. "Unbelievable. Those little runts actually tried to tail me! I'd have thought they'd give up for sure the second I skipped town. They don't look like seasoned explorers." She screeched to a halt. "Wait, what am I doing? It's a Vulpix and a Riolu. I can take them down easily. And then I can loot all their stuff, too! Oh-ho, Solrock, you absolute genius you. This is gonna be a better day than I tho–"

    Something small and green struck Solrock square between the eyes. A series of bright, sparking lights ensnared her. "Auuugh!" she hollered, sputtering toward the ground. As she opened her eyes and tried to right her position, her whole world spun about. "Everything's… a total blur. World's spinning..." she groaned. Solrock lost her grip on the pearls, which fell into the sand. "What… hit me?"

    "Mwee hee hee! Oh, what an absolutely perfect shot. Picture perfect, wouldn't you say, team?" a shrill male voice cut through the air.

    "Golly, you sure got her good, boss," a second, feminine voice praised.

    "Yeah, she's totally dumbstruck," a third, deeper male voice chuckled.

    "Who's out there?" Solrock barked. "Show yourselves!"

    "Mwee hee hee… why we're right here… in front of you!" the first voice cackled. Solrock tried to shake the stars from her vision, but all she could see was a set of blurry circles hovering in front of her.

    "Hoo boy, I bet you didn't expect to steal a set of cursed pearls when you woke up this morning, huh?" the female voice giggled. "Shucks, that would ruin anyone's day, wouldn't it?"

    "Cursed?" Solrock's eyes widened. "Bah! There's… there's no such thing as cursed jewelry!"

    "Is that so?" the deep voice chuckled. "Because we, the Vicious Pearl Spirits of Twilight Forest, beg to differ!"

    Solrock grunted in surprise as the string of pearls smacked against her left side. It didn't hurt, but it left her quite unsettled. "This… this is a trick, isn't it?" Solrock growled. "Someone must've hit me with Confuse Ray or something."

    "Oh golly, we can't do that. We're undead spirits, not Pokémon," the female voice replied. "I'm afraid you're just facing an impending curse. Ain't that a real shame?"

    Solrock started looking about the beach in a panic. The sand melded with the trees in the distance, turning her vision into a canvas of green, tan, and brown. "What do you want with me?" she barked.

    "Why, what any good spirits want, dearie. To C-U-R-S-E you! Mwee hee hee hee!" the first voice laughed.

    "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

    "Hold it right there, Solrock! Release those pearls," Shane bellowed, as he and Tessa appeared on the hill overlooking the beach. They ran forward, their hearts pounding in their chests.

    "We've… uh… got you now," Tessa panted. She sat down in the sand. "Well… maybe a quick break… first…"

    Shane hoisted Tessa back to her feet. "C'mon, don't get soft on me now, partner!"

    "Eh? Who's there now?" Solrock barked. She turned and stared at the levitating pearls. "Don't tell me there are more of you awful spirits!"

    "Riolu?" Shane whispered.

    "Yeah?"

    "Is… is that Solrock… talking to the pearls?"

    "… sure looks like it."

    "Is that normal around here?" Shane asked.

    "… no. Maybe your special brand of crazy rubbed off on her?" Tessa sneered. Shane jutted his lower lip out in the biggest pout he could manage. "It was a joke. Sheesh." Tessa shook her head. "I think she might be confused. Her eyes are rolling about in a daze. We should strike now," she instructed.

    "Good idea!" Shane chirped. "You go in low with Bite. I'll go in high with Powder Snow." He craned his neck up and shot a snowball ahead of him. Tessa sprang forward and dived toward one of the shards of rock sticking off Solrock's body. Solrock tensed up from the sudden influx of cold, but wailed in pain as Tessa bit her bottom-most shard.

    The pain snapped Solrock out of her trance. She glared at Team Radiance. "Ah-ha! I knew there were no such things as pearl spirits. It was you two brats, wasn't it? To think you actually tailed me out here. Well, now you're really gonna get it," Solrock declared.

    Tessa quickly ran behind her, but her eyes glowed blue. A plume of sand shot up, showering Tessa and sending her tumbling to the ground. All the while, Solrock kept her eyes focused on Shane. He opened his mouth and arced some slush skyward, but Solrock telekinetically kicked up more sand, blunting his attack.

    "Aww, that's just plain uncool!" Shane groaned. A pair of rocks suddenly hurtled through the dust cloud. The first one struck Shane upside the head and he stumbled back with a loud howl. And the second one hit him in the gut, knocking him onto his back. He rolled about in the sand, groaning in pain.

    "One down," Solrock boasted, turning to face where Tessa had fallen, "And one to g–" She looked around. "Hey, where did that Riolu go?" She swiveled her body about the beach, trying to locate Tessa.

    "Try below you!" Tessa bellowed and leaped up, using some of Solrock's tiny craters to get a grip along her back.

    "Aaaaaugh! Why you fussy little demon furball. I'll pluck every hair from your body! Not even your mother will be able to look at you when I'm through with you." Solrock tried to draw forth the energy to fling Tessa away with a pink blast, but Tessa bit down on Solrock's back first. Solrock gave a pained cry and her levitation failed, dropping her into the sand.

    Tessa leaped off her and swiped the pearls off the ground. But her upper hand didn't last long. The small mound of sand Tessa stood atop parted, dropping her into a makeshift sinkhole and prying the pearls loose. Solrock floated back up, flinging sand off her form with short pulses of telekinesis.

    "You made a big mistake challenging a psychic-type on this kind of terrain, furball," Solrock spat. "Enjoy having sand in the worst possible places!"

    "Oh yeah?"

    Solrock swiveled around in time for a high-pitched wail to push her back across the beach. Tessa's eyes went wide and she dug herself further into the sand to avoid getting beaned in the face. Shane stepped forward, grinning. "You made a big mistake turning your back on me, lady." He turned toward Tessa, tails thumping happily. "See? I told you I got your back!"

    "Vulpix! How many times to I have to tell you to watch where you're aiming? You nearly Roared her right into me," Tessa whined, pulling herself out of the sand.

    Shane's triumphant smile vanished, replaced by fervent blushing. "Aha ha… that was… I, uh, must not have seen you there." He laughed nervously. One beat later, a crushing force struck his back and, next thing he knew, he was the one eating a face full of sand.

    "It's not polite to interrupt others like that, you snot-nosed brat!" Solrock hissed in the distance. "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay down this time." Solrock used telekinesis to gather more sand, balled it into two large, hardened rocks, and tossed them at Tessa. She then hovered forward to close the gap between her and Tessa.

    However, Tessa held her ground, allowing the first rock to strike her. Her paws lit up and she caught the second rock. She spun around and hurled the projectile shotput-style back at Solrock. She wasn't expecting that and had to fire off a single pink wave to blow the rock into sandy smithereens.

    Back on his feet but rather far away, Shane tried to seize on the opening. He narrowed his eyes and sent jagged pink waves rippling along the beach. By the time they reached the unsuspecting Solrock, however, they were severely weakened. They detonated in a small pink flash. While the attack failed to rattle Solrock, it still disoriented her and allowed Tessa to get in close and bite her from below once again.

    "Ha! It worked!" Shane cheered, jumping up and down. "See? Told you I can cover for you!" he belted out. Solrock hissed her frustrations and fired an arrow-shaped pink blast straight down, hammering Tessa into the sand. Shane abruptly stopped jumping for joy and sprinted forward. 'Crud, now I've gotta buy time for her to heal up or she'll be finished!' he thought.

    "Hey, lady!" he barked. "Your face is so ugly it makes a Barbaracle blush. And your voice is so screechy that only a Loudred could love it." Solrock turned to give Shane a death glare. Shane yelped at the sight of several sand-made rocks getting thrown in his direction.

    He put on his best Zigzagoon impression, attempting to weave between the rocks. Shane even used a well-timed, conical blast of snow to harmlessly shatter one of the projectiles. But just as he managed to see Tessa safely down an oran berry, a rock nailed him in his left flank, knocking him to the ground. His vision faded in and out for a second before going completely black.

    "You're one nasty little Vulpix, kiddo, but now you're out of the picture," Solrock cackled. "Which just leaves that demon furball you call a partn– AAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGH!"

    Tessa had successfully jumped onto Solrock's back. She once again bit down onto the rocky surface, scoring a decisive blow. Solrock crashed into the sand and rolled into an unconscious heap right next to the hole she had previously made to trap Tessa, who dropped to her knees, panting heavily. "We… we got her," Tessa muttered. "And the pearls?"

    "Hooo-weeee, why they're doing mighty fine, thanks to you!"

    Tessa's ears and aura feelers jolted upright. Her eyes widened as she watched the pearls levitate into the air. A purple cloud gathered behind them, materializing into a Misdreavus. The pearls sat between the ectoplasmic tendrils that made up Misdreavus' hair. "Oh great, don't tell me you're here to steal the pearls too?" Tessa groaned.

    "Mwee hee hee… as much fun as it would be to see your reaction to that, we've got to draw the line somewhere. Besides, we got our kicks messing with that dumb Solrock."

    Tessa shuffled back on the beach at the sound of a different, shriller voice. The sand beneath Misdreavus darkened. Out of the shadows rose the jagged, gaseous, purple form of a Haunter. Tessa immediately spotted a Looplet around Haunter's right hand, and a gold Horizon explorer's badge clipped to it. "Wait a second." She narrowed her eyes at the two ghosts. "Were you the reason Solrock was acting funny when we got here?"

    "Guilty as charged!" Haunter cackled. "Team Specter, at your service. 'We care when it matters, and scare the baddies 'til they scatter!' Mwee hee hee hee!" He threw his head back to let out a hearty laugh.

    "Vulpix is back on his feet, Haunter!"

    Tessa pivoted to see Shane stumbling toward her. A small, purple-and-white balloon drifted beside him. Tessa had to blink a few times before she realized that she was looking at a Drifloon. "Excellent work, Drifloon. We owe it to our new recruits here after they downed this outlaw for us," Haunter declared.

    Shane's eyes widened. "Solrock's an outlaw?" he gasped. His muzzle stiffened. "In retrospect, I really should've seen that coming. Guess the adrenaline rush was messing with my brain."

    "Yup. One of the nastier outlaws too, if you ask me," Drifloon said. "Tell 'em, Misdreavus."

    "Hoooo-weeee, Solrock's been on a string of thefts lately. Must be taking advantage of all the confusion these weird changes to the tides have brought. She always makes it seem like the things she steals belong to her. And, if Pokémon don't believe her, she uses Flash to escape," Misdreavus explained. "We saw the commotion at the Kecleon Shop, yup yup. Figured she could do with a taste of her own medicine."

    Haunter's mouth widened and his oversized tongue fell out. "So, we gave her the old 'Team Specter Special.' We beaned her with a Totter Orb and played mind games with her to totally freak her out!"

    "But then, golly, you two showed up out of the blue. Shucks, we weren't expecting that to happen," Misdreavus conceded. "We're awfully sorry for any confusion."

    "Why didn't you guys help us out then?" Shane asked.

    "Haunter told us to lay low and see how you two newbies handled things," Drifloon explained. "If you'd both gotten knocked out, we would've jumped in. But you didn't! And only Vulpix got KO'd."

    "Which means you owe me your cut of tomorrow's profits, Drifloon! Mwee hee hee hee!" Haunter cackled.

    "You guys… bet on us battling Solrock?" Shane gasped. "Isn't that, like, against guild regulations or something?"

    "Golly, of course not! We'd never do something against the rules," Misdreavus insisted.

    "Yeah… thanks for taking a dive by the way, kiddo," Haunter chuckled. "I cleaned up thanks to you!"

    Shane pouted. 'Great… rub it in why don't you? I got knocked out in a battle against our first outlaw. I'll bet Haunter cheated or something to make sure I went down. That's the only thing that makes sense to me. Well, when I end up saving the world he's gonna look like a big old fool.'

    "If it's any consolation, I think you guys did a really good job," Drifloon said.

    "Gee… thanks," Tessa grumbled.

    "Hey, we were all newbies once. A little tough love can go a long way," Haunter mused. "And since we're good sports, we'll even let you guys claim the bounty on Solrock."

    Shane's pout quickly faded. Dollar signs flashed in his eyes.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    Shane nudged his empty plate over to the end of the table. "Ah, another wonderful supper. Thanks, Steenee!" he chirped.

    "You're very welcome," Steenee giggled. "Always nice to see a new face enjoying my cooking." She twirled around and scooped up the empty plate.

    "So, wanna head back to the room, Riolu?" Shane asked. He didn't get a response. "Riolu?" Shane looked over his shoulder, only to discover her seat empty. "Tessa?"

    "If you're wondering about your partner, she finished eating and took off a while ago," Growlithe announced.

    "Oh, you mean Riolu?" Togedemaru said as she entered the room. She had a pair of metal bolts firmly attached to her head. "I just saw her heading down to the veterans' quarters not too long ago. Someone's looking to get in troooouuubbbllllleeeee!"

    "Thanks." Shane trotted toward the exit, only to pause beside Togedemaru. "Uh, what's with the... y'know...?" He pointed up to his forehead.

    "It's an electrical amplification testing apparatus," Togedemaru snorted. "… obviously."

    "Oh, right, of course. How silly of me," Shane deadpanned. He turned and departed the room. "What a dweeb…" he muttered under his breath.

    "Don't think I didn't catch that sarcasm, mister!" Togedemaru shouted after him. "And you're the dweeb from where I'm standing! Calling me a Pikachu. Honestly! You'd have to be blind to make a mistake like that."

    Shane ignored her and soon found himself in the assembly area. He descended the stairs to find a set of dimly-lit corridors. Shane spotted a thin veil of orange light flickering from one of the doorways. 'Wonder whose room that is?' he thought. 'Better not go in there. I don't need to be causing any troub–'

    "… this is the way it was when she left. Honest. No one's gone in here since then. And, well, you've already seen where the Guildmaster's residing."

    'I recognize that heavenly voice from the other day. It's Milotic!' Shane realized.

    "What about Braviary?"

    '… and Tessa's with her.'

    "He got a room to himself once Metagross became Guildmaster," Milotic replied. Shane tiptoed toward the room.

    "And… no one's heard anything from her? What about Team Buzz Buzz?" Tessa asked, her voice filled with desperation.

    "Riri, please. If my team doesn't know, I strongly doubt those second-rate hacks would," Milotic scoffed. "She really doesn't want anyone finding out what she's up to. Maybe the Guildmaster knows something, but he's hardly one to share much of anything with anyone who isn't Braviary. So, good luck getting any info out of him."

    'What are they talking about? It sounds like there's someone away from the guild on an important assignment,' Shane thought. He hovered by the edge of the doorway, pressing the left side of his face against the wall.

    "Uh, okay then," Tessa muttered, "Well... what about… y'know… him?"

    "Gallian? As far as the guild's concerned he never even existed," Milotic exclaimed ominously, "Guildmaster purged his record last week and— hold that thought, Riri."

    Shane raised a curious eyebrow. 'Now who are they talking about?' He had no time to contemplate this further, as Milotic's form slithered out of the room. His tails and fur stuck up as Milotic gave him a disapproving look.

    "It's not very polite to eavesdrop, you know," Milotic scolded. "Even less so in this part of the guild. You're only allowed on this level in the company of someone with veteran or staff status. So, who let you down here?"

    Shane gulped. "Nobody. I… I was just trying to find Tes— I mean, Riolu," he stammered. "I, uh, just got down here, I swear."

    "It's fine, Milotic. Leave him be," Tessa dismissed. Her head poked out of the doorway moments later. "Sorry I ditched you at dinner."

    "You could have at least told me you were coming down here," Shane muttered. "What's in that room, anyway?" He craned his neck to get a better view but Milotic's rainbow tail spiraled up to block him.

    Tessa stepped out beside Milotic. "It's my mom's room. I was just… seeing if she had maybe left something for me on the off chance I made it to the guild, since she's still away."

    '… liar,' Shane thought. 'From the sound of things… she doesn't actually think her parents are in the Grass Continent. But then… does that mean they lied to her?' He wanted to press the issue further, but Milotic's scathing look told him he was in hot enough water already, so he dared not try his luck.

    A smirk appeared on Tessa's muzzle. "You weren't actually worried about me, were you?"

    "I'm, y'know, supposed to have your back… remember?" Shane stammered out his reply.

    Tessa flinched. 'I think this is him trying to do a better job. It's just so hard to tell. I wish I knew exactly what was going on in his head. Sometimes it feels like he doesn't really understand what I'm telling him.'

    "D'aww, that's adorable!" Milotic giggled. "It's almost enough for me to forgive you for coming down here by yourself."

    "Yeah, yeah, I get it. 'Don't do it again, Shane, or you're in big trouble,'" Shane groaned.

    "Hey, you said it. Not me. Now run along you two, or I'll get Braviary down here." Milotic shooed them off with her tail. But as they departed, Shane managed to catch a glimpse of the room Tessa was in. Specifically, the light revealed a tapestry showing what looked like two Pokémon. One was a large, metallic-gray lion with a gigantic mane. And the other was some sort of bat with giant, crescent-shaped wings.

    "Ready to head off to sleep?" Tessa asked as she climbed the stairs.

    "Hold up… one question," Shane said. "What was with those two Pokémon on the wall in your mom's room? The oversized Pyroar and Golbat?"

    Tessa tried to stifle a giggle. "You mean Solgaleo and Lunala? They're spoken of in Horizon legends. It's said they embody the sun and moon themselves… or something like that."

    'Wait, what? I thought this was Ho-Oh's turf. Didn't I see a sun in my dream the other night?' Shane gasped. "Hmm... sooner or later, I think someone needs to bring me up to speed on the local legends."

    Tessa shrugged. "I don't exactly have them committed to memory. You're better off asking someone else in the guild. For now, let's get some rest. I'm still sore from battling Solrock."

    Shane's brow furrowed as he watched Tessa climb up the stairs. "You're sore? I'm sorry, but which one of us got pelted with rocks again?"

    "… let it go, Shane. Everyone gets knocked out in a battle sooner or later."

    Shane hung his head and followed Tessa, grumbling bitterly under his breath.

    End of Episode 3

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    Nasty Ball of Sunshine, Solrock
    While not one of the stronger outlaws in Horizon, Solrock's wit makes up for her lack of raw power. She specializes in using her psychic powers to turn the terrain on her enemies, and then make a quick getaway. If an exploration team can coordinate well enough, perhaps they can throw off her routine and defeat her?

    And that concludes the introductory, two-chapter episodes. Things will be expanding from here, starting with the (proper) introduction of the main threat in the next chapter.
     
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    Chapter 7
  • My apologies for not updating this last week... and my general lack of activity (though I get the feeling no one noticed). There was a death in the family, so things have been pretty slow going for me as of late. I'm slowly trying to resume my normal routine. Here's the next chapter, from September 7th, 2017.

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    ~Dewdrop Woods~

    "Are you serious, here? Umbry and I bumped into that dinky little Riolu a few days back. She's totally worthless!" Espy spat, pacing back and forth along a dirt trail. "What makes her so important, huh?" She stopped and look at Umbry. "If she was really that important, then why didn't we know about her earlier?"

    "That's a good question," Umbry growled. He directed his fierce red eyes toward a nearby tree. At its base floated a spectral bat about three times as tall as Umbreon. The bat's luminescent blue wings were wrapped over his body. "You sure took your sweet time telling us about her. Any particular reason?"

    "Don't give me that look. I'm just the messenger here," the bat sneered. "I'm not a fan of this either, you know. I'm wasting valuable energy coming here for something so stupid and insignificant. Oh, how I'd love to replenish some of my light." He opened his mouth wide and licked his upper lip. "Especially when you two look so vibrant. Brimming with energy to siphon off!"

    Umbry's furrow brow momentarily faltered. He shrank back toward Espy. "Shut it, Lunala!" he growled. "We're part of the same team, remember?"

    Lunala vanished in a cloud of black smoke, only to reappear hunched over beside Umbry. His fur stood up on end and his tail ducked between his legs. "That all depends on how well you two can do your jobs. I've been promised every last drop of your light if you two fail to live up to expectations," he whispered, smacking his lips in eager anticipation. "If I were you, I'd consider getting a move on. You're burning daylight... for all of us." The red eyes nestled underneath his black, armored helmet flashed. "And you know how much I hate losing out on light."

    Lunala straightened back up and looked over his shoulder. The bushes behind him rustled. Lunala opened his right wing and stuck out a black, crystallized arm. A Shadow Ball shot forward, striking the bush. An alarmed yowl rang out and a Meowth tumbled out of the bushes. Its blue-gray fur stuck out against the black dirt. "Here. Since I'm feeling generous, I'll offer up a 'willing volunteer' to help with your work. Enjoy!"

    Meowth looked up in horror as Lunala melted into a puddle of shadows. Espy and Umbry slowly crept toward it, smiles spreading across their faces. "Yes... I think this little fella will do just fine," Espy declared, forehead gem crackling with red and black energy.

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    Episode 4: Two Steps Back

    Chapter 7: Sentry Struggles

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    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "Settle down, y'all," Braviary called, quieting down the assembly area. "Now then, I'm hearing some murmurs 'round these parts. So, the Guildmaster and I want to set the record straight here."

    He turned to Metagross. The Guildmaster stepped forward. Fact: the guild will engage in an expedition to Sunset Shoals. Reasoning: to search for the cause of the rising tide.

    "Oh wow, a big expedition. It's been two months since the last one," Growlithe barked.

    "Well, if it's to Sunset Shoals I'll obviiiiiiooooously be going," Bruxish declared, flashing the group a toothy smile.

    "I sure hope I'm picked to go this time," Togedemaru harrumphed. The metallic bolts were still fastened to her head. "Last time was a whole week sitting by the Pokénector. I was pretty much bashing my head against the wall in boredom by day two!"

    "Is that why there are dents? I was wondering where that came from," Trapinch chuckled.

    "Excuse me? Did you just insinuate I'm fat?" Togedemaru growled.

    Sweat droplets popped up on Trapinch's head. "O-Of course not! I know they're from Null. It was just a joke!"

    "Fat? Nah. Swell-headed is more like it…" Shane muttered.

    "I heard that, human!" Togedemaru hissed.

    'Crap… crap… inner monologue, Shane. Inner monologue!'

    "Now, now, keep yer yammering to yerselves. This here's assembly time," Braviary scolded. "We're gonna be doing things a bit different with this here expedition. Yes sir, the Guildmaster and I talked it over, and we'll be having all y'all apprentices coming with us. And all the staff, too."

    "Alright, finally!" Togedemaru cheered.

    "What did I just tell ya? No interrupting!" Braviary barked. He turned to Magearna. "Mags, ya sure yer okay leaving yer lab behind for this?"

    Of course. There are a few things I wish to studicate in that area, Magearna exclaimed. Togedemaru, you will assist me, yes?

    Togedemaru rolled her eyes. "Do I really have a say in the matter?"

    No. I was simply engaging a courteous professionality script, Magearna chuckled. I think it worked out nicely.

    "Err… right. Anyway, Team Specter has generously agreed to stick around while we're gone to keep an eye on the place," Braviary continued. He then turned to Team Radiance. "Which means y'all are gonna take orders from them while we're away, got it?"

    Shane ears drooped. "Wait, we don't get to go with you?"

    Fact: only apprentices can accompany. Fact: you are novice rank. Conclusion: you will remain at the guild to continue training, Metagross replied.

    "Are you serious?" Shane tilted his head up and bellowed, "LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME!"

    "If'n ya don't want to be on cleanup duty in the mess hall I suggest ya drop the attitude there, rookie," Braviary warned. Tessa shot Shane an annoyed look. "Besides, Null's still a novice too. So y'all will have him around for company."

    Team Radiance glanced toward the south hallway. Null brushed the side of his helmet against the wall, hissing. Shane dropped his head and poked at the ground with a forepaw. "Okay, I would like to rescind my earlier 'Laaaaaaaaaaaame,' and amend it to a 'major bogus,'" he whispered.

    "We do have work to do to prepare for this trip," Braviary continued. "But y'all will get more detailed instructions tomorrow. For now, get any supplies ya think y'all need. Remember, we're dealing with pretty wet terrain here. So, plan accordingly." He nodded slowly. "That'll be all for now. Dismissed!"

    "Hoooo-rah!" the apprentices shouted in unison and started breaking off. Braviary fluttered over to Shane and Tessa.

    "Don't go runnin' off now, you two," he said.

    Tessa stepped toward Braviary. "Look, if this is about Vulpix's outburst, I–"

    "I didn't mean it!" Shane protested.

    "I'm assigning y'all to sentry duty today," Braviary declared. "Now that y'all have gotten yer bearings, it's about time y'all contributed to the inner workings of the guild. We can't expect the same folks to do the same things day in and day out. Would get mighty boring, ya hear?"

    Tessa nodded. "Of course."

    "Seriously? Couldn't we start with something more interest– oof!" Shane grunted as Tessa elbowed his rib cage, abruptly cutting out his complaint.

    "Ignore him," Tessa said. "He didn't sleep well last night, so he's been complaining nonstop since he woke up."

    Shane shot Tessa an annoyed look as the Riolu followed Braviary down the south hallway. They arrived in the Pokénector room to find Trapinch and Null already settling in. The latter lay down beside the Pokénector's giant, glowing globe while the former fiddled with a dusty binder. "Look alive. Y'all got rookies to teach today," Braviary announced. He stepped to the side and shoved Team Radiance forward with a wing. "Show these two how to do sentry duty so we can count on them to take a turn every so often."

    "You got it, Braviary," Trapinch replied, giving the best salute he could manage with his stubby foreleg.

    "Good. Now, I've got work to do to prepare for this expedition. So, don't y'all go disturbing me unless it's an absolute emergency, understand?"

    "Yes, sir," Trapinch and Tessa replied in unison. Null nodded from his spot.

    "… whatever," Shane muttered under his breath. He watched Braviary leave out of the corner of his eye. When he was confident Braviary was out of eyesight, he sauntered over to one of the cushions. "Okay," he said, yawning. "So, what, we just lay around and twiddle our paws then? Or, let me guess, that globe thing will light up and we got to do some kind of timing minigame to open the gates properly?"

    Trapinch gave Shane a blank look. But that paled in comparison to the glare he received from Null. 'Cripes… what's that guy's problem? You'd think I just broke his favorite toy or something…' Shane thought. Null growled and tensed his talons against the ground. He immediately turned away.

    "Look, I have no idea what you're talking about," Trapinch said. "Please, just pay attention. I really don't want to have to explain this more than once." He walked over to the Pokénector. "Whenever someone steps on the pedestal outside, the base of this structure will glow. If it's blue, it's a registered guild member. If it's green, it's a non-guild Pokémon we've synced in the Pokénector."

    At that moment, the base of the structure lit up bright blue. Null looked up at the spinning globe. "Okay, so there's a guild member outside," Trapinch said.

    "Thanks. I never would have gotten that, Captain Obvious," Shane deadpanned.

    Tessa gave him another disapproving look. Trapinch ignored him. "So, we don't have to sound any alert when it's a guild Pokémon. But we do need to make a record of it." At that, the spinning globe started glowing even brighter. Tessa narrowed her eyes and immediately made out an image of Milotic in the center of the globe.

    Trapinch grabbed the binder he had opened, along with an ink pad. "I'll just record Milotic's return in our log book here," Trapinch said as he pressed an ink-covered foreleg to the page, "and Null over there will open up the door so Milotic can pass." He nodded to his partner. Null pressed a switch on the floor. The room trembled under Team Radiance's paws. They heard metal grating against metal up above them.

    "When the glow fades, the Pokémon's inside the guild, and we're safe to shut the door," Trapinch continued. As if on cue, the blue light faded from the Pokénector's base. Null pressed the switch again and Team Radiance heard more grating noises.

    "So, those are the basics," Trapinch exclaimed. "A couple of final points. If you see the base of the Pokénector glow yellow, then it's someone we don't have records of. So, you need to ask them to state their name and business. Then you contact Magearna and have her proceed up to the entrance. But that almost never happens. Although… I guess it did happen when you showed up, Vulpix."

    "Is that everything?" Tessa asked.

    "Not quite. There's one more color: red," Trapinch said. "But, uh, none of us apprentices have ever seen that on sentry duty. I don't know what it's for. Only that I'm supposed to ring up Guildmaster Metagross, or whoever's in charge if he's out."

    "So, I was right. We are just gonna sit here and twiddle our paws," Shane scoffed. He let out another yawn and started back toward the cushion he found.

    "Hey, don't start slacking on me now," Trapinch scolded. "Some days we can get a pretty high volume of traffic. And with an expedition coming up, there might be a lot of movement today."

    "Wait, so what happens if multiple Pokémon show up at once?" Tessa asked.

    "No worries. The Pokénector can identify up to five Pokémon with one scan," Trapinch replied, "Any more than that, and we usually just tell them to break into groups. So, think you can give it a try?"

    "Sure." Tessa nodded. "I guess… I can do the identifying and log book stuff, first. Vulpix, you want to operate the door?"

    Shane froze with a forepaw hovering over the pillow. "Do I have to?"

    "Yes," Tessa replied. "Look, we're not getting out of this. Even if you don't like it, you've got to put up with this. I'm offering you the easier task. So, just go over by Null already!"

    "Okay, okay. Sheesh." Shane dragged the pillow across the room toward the door switch. "Hey, uh, mind giving a 'mon some space, big guy?"

    Null continued to look at Shane while he scooted back toward the wall. His expression was unreadable behind his mask. Shane's fur bristled as he took his position lying next to the Pokénector. 'Does this guy have some sort secret crush on me or something? I can practically feel him boring holes in the back of my head,' Shane thought. Just to be safe, he relaxed his tails to cover up his flanks.

    As Shane predicted, the sentry duty process turned out to be slow going. There were a few instances of the Pokénector's base flashing blue. But then a quiet lull occurred. The entire time, Shane kept stealing glances at the chimera lounging behind him. He expected Null to pass out at some point, but he continued inspecting Shane like he was some sort of alien creature.

    "... beast."

    Shane's ears twitched. He turned around and looked accusingly at Null. "What did you just call me?"

    Null immediately looked away. Before Shane could press further, a flash of green drew his attention. "Oh!" Tessa gasped, jumping up and scrambling toward the wall. A speaker sat mounted a few inches above her head. It ran up toward the ceiling. "U-Um… ahem…" Tessa cleared her throat. "Registered Pokémon identified! The Pokémon is…" She looked over her shoulder and watched the image of a Magnezone appear. "… Magnezone!" Tessa finished. She nodded to Shane who lazily pressed the door switch. "Please proceed inside."

    Tessa then grabbed the log book off the floor, pressed a digit to the inkpad, and scribbled along the bottom of the page. "Um, what should I do when I run out of space? That was the last page in this binder."

    "Oh, that's an easy one." Trapinch walked over toward the room's far wall. He pressed a circular button and part of the wall slid away to reveal a storage closet. Trapinch grabbed a stack of parchment and walked it back to Tessa. "Here you go. Just add it into the binder. I'll take the old pages over to Togedemaru to file away."

    While Tessa and Trapinch attended to the logbook, Shane shifted uneasily on his cushion. The fur on his neck stood on end. He immediately spun around. "Okay, Null. What's your deal, huh? You've been eyeing me like I'm a criminal since I set foot in here," he hissed in a whisper.

    Null's gray, heavyset eyes narrowed at Shane. A growl rumbled in his throat. Shane momentarily lost his nerve, but took a deep breath and furrowed his brow at Null. "What's the matter, too afraid to say what's on your mind? Or does that ridiculous helmet of yours block your mouth?" Shane growled. "Why are you even wearing it anyway? If it's to make a fashion statement, I can tell you right now that it's not working."

    "Vulpix!"

    Shane glanced over his shoulder to see Tessa frowning at him. "Are you trying to pick a fight with Null? What is wrong with you?"

    "Me?" Shane looked hurt. "He's the one looking at me like I killed his best friend. Talk to him! Because he sure won't talk to me."

    Tessa crossed her arms. "Null hasn't said a word since we got here. I'm sure he's just concentrating on the Pokénector and you're just jumping to conclusions, as per usual."

    Shane was on his feet at this point. "I am not jumping to conclusions!" he growled. "All I want to know is why this guy…" He jerked his head in Null's direction. "… is making me feel so uncomfortable!"

    "… you didn't… close the door…"

    Shane's blood ran cold. 'His voice… it's so… raspy.' He slid a hind paw back and hit the switch. "Okay, there, it's closed. But that only just happened. You've been staring at me all day."

    Null shrugged his shoulders.

    "Don't you just shrug at me," Shane growled.

    "Vulpix… drop it." Tessa said.

    "No, I won't just drop it," Shane said. "What's the matter? Is it because I'm human? Is that it? Are you human? Is that why you're studying me so intently? I get it... you're probably jealous. I got turned into a reasonably-normal looking Pokémon and you became a living jigsaw puzzle. Even by Pokémon standards, you're hideous!"

    Tessa's eyes widened. "Stop it, Vulpix. That's totally uncalled for."

    "No, it isn't. Think about it, Riolu." Shane whirled on Null. "The guy washed up in some waterfall with absolutely no memory and then he ends up in, of all places, an exploration guild. That sounds awfully familiar." He pointed a forepaw directly at his face. "Don't you think?"

    Null merely cocked his head in confusion. "… human?" he muttered.

    "Don't you go playing coy with me. This has got to–"

    "Gyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!"

    Tessa stiffened. "Hey! That sounded like Yungoos!"

    Crrrraaaaaaaaaaaaash!

    Tessa's aura feelers tensed up. "I… I think something's going on upstairs."

    "What, like a commotion? I just let Magnezone in, that's all," Shane stated. He yelped as a set of talons gripped his back. Next thing he knew, he sat on Null's scaly, furry back. Null lumbered down the hallway, with Tessa right beside him.

    "… the Pokénector… doesn't reset… until the door is closed…" Null hissed. "Someone could've… snuck in… because your partner thought it was more important… to yell at me…"

    "Seriously? Like that would really happen," Shane scoffed. Tessa didn't respond. Instead, she ran ahead and dashed up the stairs. Null had a bit of a tougher time. He had to tilt his head so the crest of feathers atop it didn't catch on a part of the stairs. Null and Shane had just about reached the entrance when they heard a startled yelp.

    "Tessa!" Shane cried. He jumped off Null's back but the chimera stuck out a foreleg to block him.

    "… you've done enough… for one day…" he growled. "Stay back here. Better yet… get Braviary…" Null shoved Shane backward and charged into the room. Shane poked his head forward and gasped at the sight before him.

    Tessa stumbled to her feet, rubbing her head. Behind her, the outlaw board had been knocked off its posts. Yungoos was passed out next to Tessa. And in the middle of the room a blue and gray cat stood on two legs. It had a jet-black coin sitting atop its forehead. Its whiskers, however, were bright yellow and razor-sharp. And the cat's tail was bright white, resembling a scrap of paper. An inverted black triangle sat in its chest, with a red, winged heart glimmering in its center.

    'What the–? That's no ordinary Meowth!' Shane realized. 'It looks totally possessed or something!'

    Null ran over to Tessa to try and help her up. Meowth gave a furious hiss, unsheathed a set of white, razor-thin claws, and charged toward Null, swinging wildly. Shane watched Null swipe the air in front of him, sending wind blades racing forward. To Null's surprise, the Meowth leaped over the Air Slash with a feral screech. Null hefted up his head, hoping to catch his opponent with his helmet or feathery crest. But Meowth landed on Null's back. Shane's ears throbbed at the sounds of claws scraping scales. Null grunted in aggravation, trying to buck the feline off him.

    Shane jumped out from the staircase. "Get off of him!" he shouted. His eyes flashed pink and wavy ripples raced across the room. Shane's jaw dropped, however, when the attack detonated, only to fizzle out harmlessly against Meowth. Instead, Meowth narrowed its glowing red eyes at Shane. It lunged from Null's back and sprinted toward him. "Th… That's impossible!" Shane cried. More psychic waves surged across the room, but Meowth ran right through the explosive pink bursts.

    "Idiot!" Tessa barked. "Why would you use a psychic-type move on a Meowth? It's a dark-type!"

    Meowth lunged for Shane, who dived to the floor. He flinched as Meowth slashed some of the fur off his leftmost tail. "Oww! A dark-type? Since when?"

    "Since always!" Tessa shouted.

    Null similarly hissed in pain, rattling his helmet about. He gathered up another ball of concentrated air in his foreleg and arced a long wind blade forward. This one speared Meowth in the back, causing it to stumble forward. Tessa then barreled into it with a burst of speed, slamming it against the wall. Meowth thrashed about in Tessa's grip, then leaned its head forward, trying to bite her. Tessa gasped and stumbled backward. Meowth scrambled for the door, only to slam up against it and bounce backward.

    "… I told you… to get Braviary…" Null snarled. "… do as you're told…" He charged down Meowth, winding up to strike with his talons.

    "No. That'll take too much time. You guys need my help!" Shane squeaked. Meowth got a frenzied look in its eyes and leaped upward. It dug its claws into the metal wall and climbed about. Tessa growled in frustration and ducked into the stairwell. Null turned around and slung air crescents forward while Shane fired a straight column of snow.

    However, Meowth scurried quickly across the wall. Not that it was ever in danger. Because the two attacks collided, creating an explosive burst of frosty air. Null grunted and turned his head away. He hissed once again and thrashed his head around, letting out rasping coughs. His ice-cold gaze fell on Shane.

    "I was just trying to help," Shane muttered. Meowth had managed to find a window. It shattered it with its claws and scurried out the newly-created hole. Null slammed a foreleg against the ground in frustration.

    "What in tarnation happened up here?"

    Braviary flew into the room, with Tessa positioned on his back. She stole a glance at the broken window. "Did Meowth get out through there?" she gasped.

    "… yes. Because he," Null pointed an accusatory talon at Shane, ",wouldn't follow directions…"

    Braviary's eyes narrowed. Shane found his gaze drifting toward the bird's razor-sharp claws. "Mind explaining this one to me, rookie?" Braviary asked.

    "He wouldn't stop staring at me!" Shane blurted out, pointing back at Null. "Null was making me uncomfortable and I just wanted to know why."

    "And you neglected your responsibilities so you could harass him about that," Tessa cut in. "Then, when something did go wrong, rather than listening to Null's order to get Braviary, you simply jumped into the fray." She turned to Braviary. "He tried using his psychic-type move on a Meowth."

    "Meowths are supposed to be normal-types!" Shane huffed.

    "Not in Horizon, they ain't," Braviary scolded. "Null, were you really bothering Shane?"

    "… sometimes I just… seem to space out. I was having… one of those moments…" Null muttered.

    "Oh, come on. He's lying!" Shane accused. "That's way too convenient to be true."

    "Really?" Braviary raised an eyebrow. "Cause based on yer attitude this morning, it sounds to me more like you were bored and tried to take yer frustrations out on yer senior guild member. And that not only caused you to be careless, but to completely ignore his instructions."

    Shane winced. "No," he whimpered. "I just... made an honest mistake."

    "That may be, but it was a completely preventable mistake, if'n you were acting maturely as an explorer should," Braviary lectured. "I'm sorry to have to do this, but I can't just write this off. Ya won't be getting supper tonight, rookie. And that goes for yer pardner, too."

    A wild look appeared in Tessa's eyes. "What?!"

    "Y'all are a team. That means ya both need to take responsibility for each other's poor decisions," Braviary stated. "And now that you know this, Riolu, maybe you'll try a bit harder in the future to keep yer pardner in line if'n he keeps getting testy." He turned back to Shane. "Now, I believe ya owe Null here an apology."

    "But I didn't do anything wrong!" Shane protested. "Tell him to say sorry for creeping me out." He noticed Tessa glaring daggers at him and quickly fixed his gaze on Null, who stared off into space.

    "… hrmph. I don't have time to stand around waiting." Braviary turned toward the staircase. "Null, if'n Shane here don't give ya an apology, let me know tomorrow morning. I'm sure I can think of something appropriate fer him." Braviary flapped his wings and drifted toward the stairs.

    Null stared directly at Shane. "… well?"

    "I'll apologize when you apologize," Shane growled, but he was clearly squirming under the combination of Null's gaze and Tessa's piercing glare.

    "… I'm sorry… if I made you… uncomfortable. I meant no harm. I really do… just space out sometimes…" Null wheezed.

    Shane frowned. "That's supposed to be sincere?"

    "Vulpix!" Tessa hissed.

    "… fine. I'm sorry, too," Shane grumbled. "There, everything's cool." He turned toward Tessa. "Can we go now?"

    Tessa stormed forward, thumping Shane with her shoulder. "Don't you say a word to me," she seethed. As she stomped toward the staircase, Shane's fur prickled.

    'But… I didn't do anything wrong here,' he thought. '… right?'

    XxX​

    Shane continued saying that thought to himself throughout the evening. But he had a harder time believing it with each repetition.

    Grooooooooooooowl!

    He flinched from the gurgling of his stomach. 'It's not like I never went long periods of time without eating as a human,' he thought. 'But, I don't know, something about this Pokémon body makes being hungry feel really bad.' He stole a glance at Tessa, who sat in the corner, boring holes into the floor. Shane hung his head shamefully and sighed. 'Everyone thinks I'm a screw up now, don't they? All I was trying to do was figure out what that Null guy's issue is. How could I have possibly known anything like this would happen?'

    Shane heard shuffling beside him. He noticed Tessa walking out of the room. His temptation was to follow her and see if he could try to patch things up, but then he saw Dragonair meet her by the other end of the table. The two departed the dining area together. At that point, he figured Dragonair was escorting Tessa to her mom's room. 'And I'm not looking for a repeat of last night, that's for sure,' he figured.

    Shane stood up and trudged off. He quietly padded through the empty halls until he reached his room. Shane crept onto his pillow and lay down, curling up into a ball. He just wanted to shut his mind off and go to sleep.

    'Tomorrow's another day, right? This is a small-time thing. It'll all blow over by tomorrow,' he told himself. 'Time heals all wounds, after all.' But that hardly lifted his spirits. And the churning of appetite-stirring juices in his stomach only served to make him more restless. It wasn't long before Shane had uncurled, rolling onto his back. He kicked at the air with his paws, trying in desperation to generate enough fatigue to pass out.

    It was in the midst of this bizarre routine that he glimpsed his partner in the doorway. She wore a dumfounded expression. "I cannot believe you!" she growled. "Fooling around in here like absolutely nothing happened."

    Shane rolled onto his belly. "That wasn't… I was trying to fall asleep," he said.

    "Did anything Braviary tell you this afternoon sink in?" Tessa huffed.

    Shane frowned. "Don't you think you're being a bit harsh? I made a mistake. I won't do something like that again. That's it. Case closed."

    Shane noticed Tessa shaking. "No, that isn't it!" she barked, stomping a foot on the ground. "Because you keep promising that you'll be more careful. But that hasn't happened yet! You haven't really made any effort to do that."

    Tessa's accusation was a proverbial slap across Shane's face. "Now that's not true. What about, um, yesterday… with Solrock?"

    "You seemed to have forgotten about that today," Tessa countered. "You think this is some sort of game? All you care about is doing whatever you want so you can have fun. And anyone who tries to be just a tad bit careful is ruining that fun. That's how it is, isn't it?"

    Shane frowned. "No, of course not. I'm… I'm totally serious about trying to find a way home." He stood up. "But, I'm not gonna be a downer about the whole thing. I want to enjoy my time here. What's so wrong about that?"

    'I knew it. Why did I get my hopes up over this guy?' Tessa thought. 'Figures someone with such a screwed-up life would find a screwed-up human to match her. This is... so humiliating.' Tessa teared up. "The fact that you're putting other Pokémon in danger to 'enjoy your time here.' That's what's wrong."

    "It's not like I'm intending for that to happen," Shane insisted. "Trouble just keeps finding me. But you're from a family of experienced explorers and I'm a human. I'm pretty confident that that makes me stronger than your average Vulpix."

    'There's that same old line again. What if I leave and he somehow turns things around and becomes a hero? I'll be an even bigger loser than I am now!' She shook her head. 'No... I can't show weakness here." Tessa bared her teeth at Shane. "Oh, step off it, will you! Just how swell of an ego can you get, huh? It's like you can't do anything wrong in your eyes."

    "It's not ego. It's fact," Shane barked back, his temper starting to slip. "Check those stories of yours. Odds are they'll all say that pairs of Pokémon not much different from the two of us took on the likes of Rayquaza or Dialga and succeeded. If that's not special, then I don't know what is."

    Tessa's paws had balled up into fists. "You're… just… so sure of everything, aren't you?" she seethed. "Well, answer me this, then. What if you're right? What if Null's a human?"

    Shane's annoyed expression dissolved into one of shock. "Duh-don't try to change the subject!" he stammered.

    Tessa wiped her eyes. "No," she whispered. "I'm on the right track, aren't I?" Her gaze sharpened. "You're worried Null's the human who's supposed to be here. Which would make your arrival an accident, just like I suggested the day we met!"

    That did it. Tessa could see the fight drain from Shane's eyes. His mouth fell open and all he could do was weakly gasp for air. His fur stood up on end and his empty gaze fell to the floor.

    Tessa unfurled her scarf and tossed it toward the floor. "I want some space, Vulpix. I'm going back to Sunrise Village to think through some things. If you have any respect for me as a Pokémon, you'll leave well enough alone and stay here," Tessa said. She turned and marched out of the room, leaving Shane sitting there.

    "… please."

    Tessa froze in the doorway.

    "… please don't go."

    Tessa narrowed her eyes at Shane. "I just can't deal with you right now," she whispered. Tessa quickly disappeared from the doorway. Shane sat on his cushion, ears twitching as his partner's footsteps grew ever more distant. He stared blankly at the exterior of his room for several seconds. Then, he shakily got to his feet, scooped up Tessa's scarf, and stumbled out of the room.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Town~

    'This is for the best. I'm doing the right thing.'

    Tessa stole a glance back at the dim glowing bulbs stemming from Aeon Town's buildings. She gulped down the saliva pooling her mouth. 'Vulpix was driving me up the wall. I needed to get away from him and reevaluate.'

    She forced herself to look away and continue on the dirt path. It would be a bit of a walk to Sunrise Village, but she figured that she could make it to Sylveon's house before it got too late out. Despite this, she felt a small, nagging voice whispering in the back of her mind. Telling her she could still turn back. That she could patch things up.

    'No, I've already made my decision,' she insisted. 'This was doomed from the start because it involved me. Everything I do turns into a lost cause. This is what's best for both of us.' She turned her attention toward the forest. 'I'm sure Gallian knows I joined the guild by now, anyway. If I stay there, I'd only end up dragging everyone into harm's way. There's no way Vulpix could take–'

    A bright flash of light erupted around Tessa. Her body tensed up and she let out a cry of pain as she fell back to the ground. Her head throbbed and she threw her paws up over her eyes, trying to rub out the bright light. "What… what happened?"

    "Uhuu huu huu! It's been a little while, my fluffy little Riolu. Did you miss me? Because I sure missed you."

    Tessa sat up, the stars fading out from her vision. She found herself looking into Espy's sharp blue eyes. Her forked tail lazily drifted from side to side. Her grotesque forehead diamond sparked menacingly. "Oh... wait. You can't miss me. You don't even remember the last time we met." She traced a forepaw across the black choker around her neck. A winged heart, with demonic horns and a piercing eye sat in the center of the collar.

    'Wait.' Tessa's eyes narrowed 'Why does that symbol seem familiar? Didn't I see something like that?' She met Espy's gaze. "Do I know you?" she stammered.

    "Weren't you listening to me earlier? I already said I wiped your memories of the last time we met," Espy said, flicking her snout skyward. "Last time Umbry and I thought you were a useless nobody. But it turns out you're just the Riolu we're looking for!"

    Tessa stiffened. 'Wait… is there someone else here?'

    No sooner did she try to turn around than something swept her legs out from under her, sending her onto her back. The second she hit the ground, she found herself looking into a set of fierce red eyes. Umbry's black body blended into the twilight, save for bright red rings along his ears, tail, and limbs. The red ring on his forehead bore the same winged heart Espy had on her choker and the crystal armor around her chest.

    "Wh… What do you want with me?" Tessa squeaked. "Don't… don't tell me an Absol sent you. I… I was just leaving the guild, I swear!"

    Umbry raised a brow. "Absol? Can't say we know one. Hey, Espy, did you infect an Absol recently?"

    "Nope!" Espy replied, shaking her head while Tessa pivoted toward her. "But boy would I looooooove to. That silky white fur… oh, and that curvy blade on its head. We could do some real interesting stuff with an Absol. We should totally find one to infect when we're done here, Umbry! I'll bet an Absol could wreak some havoc on these dungeons and draw the Tapus out of hiding."

    "One step at a time, Espy," her partner cautioned. He fixed his gaze back on Tessa.

    "Infect? What are you babbling about?" Tessa muttered. 'This is bad. This is worse than bad! I left the pouch with Shane at the guild. I've got nothing here to help me!'

    "I wouldn't expect a dumb little puppy to know about the Prism Virus," Espy giggled. "Let's just say it can make you an ultra-fun Pokémon to be around." She crept toward Tessa, grinning mischievously. Tessa tried to slide away, only to bump into Umbry. She yipped in fright.

    "I… don't want anything to do with you!"

    "Aww, c'mon. Don't talk like that. I think you'll love being infected," Espy whispered. She brushed her hide up against Tessa and ran her forked tail along the Riolu's arm. Tessa's aura feelers immediately spasmed.

    "No! Stay back!" Tessa shoved Espy to the side and bolted to her feet. She tried to run, but another bright flash of pink erupted around her. Next thing she knew, she was eating dirt.

    "Uhuu huu huu! Yes! It's much more fun when you play hard to get," Espy giggled. "I can tell you're going to make a wonderful edition to our Prism Virus family."

    "Stop wasting time, Espy. We're burning twilight here," Umbry growled.

    "Ugh… fine. You're such a stick in the mud, Umbry. Is it any wonder Pokémon want me to infect them instead of you?" Espy sighed. Tessa's eyes widened as she saw Espy's forehead glow, along with the winged heart in her choker.

    "Now, that'll be enough of that there nonsense!"

    Espy's grin faded. She yelped as a wave of fire and snowflakes washed over her. Umbry's eyes widened seconds before the feathery form of Braviary barreled into him, knocking him clear across the trail. Tessa's heart hammered in her chest as she caught sight of a familiar set of six white tails in front of her. Shane looked over his shoulder at her. "Are you okay? Did they do anything to hurt you?" he asked, while Growlithe took up a defensive stance beside him.

    "I… I'm fine," Tessa squeaked. 'He... he came back for me? Even after I chewed him out? This can't be right... no sensible Pokémon would stick their neck out for me like that.'

    Across from the canines, Espy stumbled to her feet. "Nnnnnrrrghhhh… spoilsports!" she hissed. "You'll pay for this... jerks! C'mon, Umbry, we're done here." Espy turned and sprinted toward her companion.

    "Oh no ya don't!" Braviary shouted. He bucked his wings and soared after the duo. But the moment Espy reached Umbry, their eyes flashed purple. Espy produced a strange, almost-mechanical card in her paw and slammed it to the ground. Braviary screeched to a halt as purple energy crackled around the two attackers. The guild members watched in shock as the energy dragged Espy and Umbry into the ground, leaving nothing but a patch of scorched grass behind.

    Growlithe bounded over to help Braviary, while Shane turned and scrambled toward Tessa. She noticed he had the item pouch slung around his neck. Shane fumbled through it and pulled out her scarf. "I think this belongs to you," he said.

    Tessa reached a shaky paw out and grabbed hold of it. "I… I told you not to come after me," she whispered.

    "I know, I know," Shane said, lowering his head guiltily. "But I felt bad… like, really bad. I went to Braviary and he offered to fly me over to find you. And then we saw what was happening and, well, leaped into action." Tessa wanted to ask what Growlithe was doing with them, but she noticed Shane poking at the grass with a forepaw. "Um, are you, y'know, mad that I didn't listen to you again?" he stammered.

    Her muzzle stiffened. This was definitely the most vulnerable she'd seen Shane since they met. And she was the one who had gotten attacked. "A little," she whispered, prompting Shane to wince. "But…" She gave him an exhausted smile. "… I don't think I'd be here if you did listen. So, thanks."

    This immediately brought a relieved smile to Shane's face.

    "What are partners for?" he replied, and offered a forepaw to help her to her feet.
     
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    Chapter 8
  • This chapter was originally posted on September 12th, 2017. Fair warning: it's got a bit of a lore dump. But I tried to spice it up. Enjoy!

    XxX

    Chapter 8: Much-Needed Background

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    After Growlithe volunteered to inspect the town's outskirts, Braviary took Team Radiance back to the guild. The flight proceeded in silence, save for the gentle whistling of wind beneath Braviary's wings. Tessa stared out toward Aeon Port and, beyond it, the Midnight Sea. The moon's bright-blue reflection rippled in the choppy waters. She directed her gaze up toward it. The full moon served as a beacon that glowed proudly in a hazy purple sky, accentuating the small, twinkling stars surrounding it.

    'That's odd,' she thought. 'I could've sworn we had a quarter-moon the night before Shane and I got here. How could it turn full so quickly?' Tessa blinked and shook her head. After the day she had, the last thing she needed was to rile herself up thinking about the size of the moon. She pushed that thought out of her mind and instead turned to look at Shane. He was staring at her, but promptly turned away the moment their eyes lined up.

    It seemed like Shane had something he wanted to say, but the silence persisted through Braviary's landing and subsequent guiding of Team Radiance back into the Observatory. The trio shuffled down to the main level. "Well, I suppose now y'all can check 'evening excitement' off yer 'rookie to-do list,'" Braviary said, attempting to bring some levity to the atmosphere. Based on the blank stares he got, it wasn't very effective. "I'm gonna retire fer the night. No more funny business from either of ya, got it? Done made me go and worry away a good three years off my lifespan..."

    Team Radiance nodded in unison. Satisfied, Braviary descended to the veterans' quarters, leaving them to tread the empty hallway leading back to their room. They each sat down at their respective cushions, Tessa staring out the window and Shane studying the floor.

    Finally, the silence broke. "I've really screwed this all up, haven't I?"

    Tessa's ears twitched and she looked over her shoulder. Shane was batting the edge of his scarf with a forepaw. "I just want to do things differently here. To be better than my human self," Shane sighed. "This may come as a surprise to you, but I'm not exactly well-liked over in my human life."

    'Gee… I wonder why,' Tessa sneered internally. Guilt immediately bubbled up inside her for such a thought. She bit her lower lip.

    "It's not that I'm a bad person. At least… I don't think I am," Shane continued. "And it's not like my life sucks or anything. I have a place to live, food to eat, and a job that pays enough to keep me comfortable. I can't complain about that stuff. It's just…" He hung his head shamefully. "… I, uh, don't really have any friends in the human world."

    Tessa felt conflicted. On the one hand, she was exhausted. It had been a trying day and, to cap it all off, she was just attacked. She really didn't feel like hearing a sob story from the Pokémon that had been the target of all her ire. But on the other hand, if she played the listening game then maybe, just maybe, Shane would finally cool down a bit, figuratively speaking.

    "And I tried to, y'know, put myself out there," Shane continued, "It's just… things never clicked. I think… people didn't like me because I was pretty negative. Like, all the time." He looked up toward the ceiling. "But why shouldn't I be? The human world… I think it's an awful place. Humans aren't like Pokémon, you know."

    "I kinda figured," Tessa scoffed, only to wince as Shane looked down guiltily.

    "I… sorry…" he mumbled. "I didn't phrase that well. It's just… you guys here. You look after each other. You try to help one another out. That's what makes places like this guild so great." He pawed at his cushion. "But humans don't tend to work like that. Oh, sure, we have some good eggs who try to do nice things for others. But there are far more humans who are totally selfish… and look out only for themselves."

    'You mean... like you've been doing since I've met you?' Tessa thought, biting her lower lip to stop herself from blurting that thought out.

    Shane continued to avoid Tessa's gaze. "In fact, it's common for humans to stab one another in the back…"

    "WHAT?" Tessa blurted out, eyes widened in terror.

    Shane winced. "S-Sorry… sorry! I didn't mean that literally. I mean, like, betrayals and stuff," he squeaked. "Look, the point I was trying to make is that other humans always end up disappointing me back home. And I have such lousy luck. I can't put on a happy face as a human. So, nobody talks to me."

    "But, you've been pretty upbeat here, all things considered," Tessa pointed out. In her mind, she added, 'A bit too upbeat if you ask me.'

    "I know," Shane sighed. "Remember how I said Pokémon are fictional where I come from?"

    'Oh gods, not this again,' Tessa groaned. She nodded in the hopes of moving the conversation along.

    "Well, I use those fictional adventures as an escape. A way to temporarily shut out all the things I don't like about the human world. I can have as much fun as I want in my games. Even if it's not real, everything seems possible when I'm playing." He stood up and glanced at the wall. Shane could just make out a faint outline of his shadow in the glow of the moonlight. "… and then I actually woke up as a Pokémon," he whispered, slowly shaking his tails.

    "I seem to recall you believing this was a dream," Tessa said.

    "Well, yeah, that was the only way I could make sense of it at first," Shane conceded. "But once I realized this was legit…" He looked down again. "… I was determined to do things differently. I wanted Pokémon to like me. I thought if I acted cheerful and energetic… I could make friends. But, I totally mucked that up." He hung his head shamefully. "I guess I'm just a screw-up no matter what universe I'm in."

    'Okay, either he's crafty enough to make a Zorua jealous or this is genuine,' Tessa thought. Her aura feelers bristled against her fur. 'I'm sensing something in a snapshot of his aura. And… it's upsetting. I guess he's telling the truth, then.' Her brow furrowed. 'Still... he didn't have to drag me through his crazy fantasies.'

    "You know, you're not the only one with problems," Tessa spoke up, immediately wondering if there was a better way to phrase that. "I get it. Your whole 'stuck in another world and another body,' dilemma is pretty big. But it's not like all the Pokémon you've met lead perfect lives. We have issues too."

    "… you're right," Shane sighed. "I guess I'm just being selfish."

    'Yeah, you are,' Tessa thought, only to immediately wince. 'Stop it, Riolu. Mom taught you better than that,' she berated herself. "Sorry, that's not what I was going for. It's just… if you really want to do things differently here, you should, y'know, treat other Pokémon the way you'd want them to treat you."

    Shane's stance slouched. "Was I really doing that bad of a job with the golden rule?"

    "Uh..." Tessa poked her index digits together. "I don't know what you mean by golden rule. Besides, do you really want me to answer that?" But that was all the answer Shane needed. He sighed and made his way back to his cushion. "Y'know… if you're looking for a place to start, why not try apologizing to Null tomorrow?"

    Shane shivered. "But… but I already did that," he whimpered.

    "You didn't sound very sincere," Tessa chided. "Hey, look. Whether you apologize for real or not is up to you. But as your teammate I am strongly suggesting that it's in your best interest to at least try."

    Shane hung his head in defeat. "I guess… you're right."

    "Good," Tessa said. She watched Shane circle around his pillow and curl up into a ball. "We can talk more in the morning if you want, I guess. Good night." She lay down on her own pillow.

    "… hey, Riolu?"

    "Yeah?"

    "You miss your parents a lot, don't you?"

    Tessa sat back up, clutching at her scarf. "Y-Yeah."

    "Is that why you keep going down to your mom's room? Because you're thinking about them?"

    Tessa nodded. "Yes." She heard Shane whimper and sighed. "What is it now, Vulpix?"

    A snowy white head popped up to look at her. "It's just… I haven't even thought about my family since I've gotten here… until now. Who knows how much time has passed in the human world for me? They could be worried out of their skulls for all I know." His ears drooped. "I guess I really am selfish."

    Tessa scooched her pillow closer to Shane's. "No use beating yourself up over something you can't control." She flinched, thinking of her own parents.

    "But… but what if I really am here by accident? What if I can never go back home?" Shane wondered. "My family will never know what happened to me. And the people at my job are gonna think that I died or something and then–"

    "As I recall, a certain human-turned-Vulpix told me that he, and I quote, 'prefers not to dwell on the what-ifs,'" Tessa said. "Let's just take things one step at a time. Sleep now. Apologize to Null tomorrow if you're up to it. And then we'll go from there."

    "Okay." Shane nodded. "Okay."

    "Now, let's get some rest. It's been a long day"

    They both laid down and lulled themselves off to sleep. The next morning came and, to neither member of Team Radiance's surprise, Braviary assigned them to a second day of sentry duty. After all, they still needed to prove they could do a competent job with that assignment. And, clearly, Braviary's harsh words stuck with Shane. He volunteered to man the log book and spent the morning diligently pacing back and forth between the sentry station's table and the Pokénector.

    "Um, you don't have to stand up all the time, you know," Trapinch pointed out.

    "If I lie down, I'm just going to lose focus and make another mistake," Shane replied, intently studying the Pokénector.

    "Err…" Stella glanced down the hallway. "Tell you what. How about Trapinch and I go grab some snacks from Steenee? You can stay here with Null." That idea made Shane's fur bristle. His tails ducked between his legs and his ears flopped against his head. He whined softly. "Or… I guess you and Trapinch can go get snacks. And I'll just stay here with Null," Tessa sighed. Shane's expression brightened and he hastily departed the sentry room with Trapinch in tow.

    'Guess he couldn't work up the courage after all,' Tessa thought.

    Null swung his gaze to Tessa. "… something you… want to tell me?"

    "Uh, listen." Tessa sat down in front of the Pokénector. "Braviary told me that Shane and I need to be held accountable for what we do as a team. So, um, I just want to, y'know, apologize. For my teammate. The… uh… the way you were treated yesterday wasn't very nice. And… um… Shane promised it's not going to happen again. So… uh…" Tessa's shoulders sagged. "I'm not doing a very good job at this, am I?"

    "… I appreciate… the sentiment… and accept your apology…" Null muttered. He shook his head about.

    Tessa sighed in relief. "Um, I don't suppose you would be willing to answer something for me, would you?

    Null shrugged.

    "Do you really not remember anything before the guild?" Null's shoulders sagged and Tessa's expression blanched. "Aha ha... never mind. Forget I asked."

    "… it's fine..." Null sighed. "… not much to say. I woke up… in the infirmary. Soaking wet. Lot of pain. I was found... in Glyphic Falls... apparently. I've stayed here… ever since. But before that… nothing…"

    "So, you were in pain?" Tessa parroted.

    "… yes. I thought... it might be... from the falls. I was found… in one of the basins… according to Growlithe…" Null recalled. "But in reality... I think it's this helmet. It hurts." Null brushed the corners of his mask against the wall.

    Tessa gulped. "Do you think you might've been a human, then?" She could not read Null's expression.

    "… I don't know. That word seems… odd… to me…" Null responded. "… the first time… I heard it… was from listening... to Vulpix. It sounds… alien…"

    Tessa figured Shane would get at least some relief from that answer. If Null didn't think he was human, then Shane's appearance here could still be significant in some way. At the same time, however, it didn't completely rule out the possibility of Null being human. 'Gah… if only I had some way to find things out for certain,' Tessa thought.

    An idea quickly came to mind, and she asked, "Well, what kind of Pokémon are you? I've certainly never seen anything like you."

    Null looked down. "… I don't know."

    Tessa opened her mouth, but no words came out. In fact, she opened and closed her mouth several times, but couldn't think of anything to say to that.

    "… I've spoken… with Magearna… Braviary… Guildmaster Metagross. They're all stumped too…" Null reported. "Though Magearna… did say… that my helmet… brought the Original One to mind."

    "Original One?" Tessa parroted. She looked Null's helmet over, tilting her head in the process. "Um, I'm sorry, but I don't really think I see what you're talking about. Far be it for me to question Magearna, though."

    Null started wheezing and Tessa quickly thought to move away from the current subject. "So, uh…" She scratched his forehead. "Did the guild give you that helmet to heal up some injury?"

    "… Didn't you hear me? I said... I think this thing... is what's causing the pain."

    "Oh." Tessa looked down guiltily. "If it hurts, then why are you wearing it?"

    "… I don't know."

    Tessa raised an eyebrow. "Then why not take it off?"

    "… because I can't."

    "What?" Tessa gasped. "How does that even work?"

    Nulls eyes narrowed. "I. Don't. Know."

    Tessa figured it was time to bring this conversation to a close. "O-Okay… th-thanks for answering my questions. S-Sorry if I bothered you."

    Null grunted and repositioned himself on his cushion. Shortly afterward, Shane and Trapinch returned with the snacks. The remainder of the sentry session proceeded mostly in silence, save for the occasional outburst from Null. Shane was extremely relieved when the team's shift ended and they could proceed to dinner. After they finished and returned to their room, Tessa took the time to loop Shane into her conversation with Null.

    "So, he's not a human then?"

    "Well, I can't say that for certain," Tessa replied. "But from the way it sounded, he doesn't seem to think he is. Still… the fact that the Guildmaster knew you were a human but has absolutely no idea what Null is seems rather odd."

    "Uh, isn't he a Pokémon by process of elimination?" Shane wondered.

    "Can you identify his species? Because I sure can't," Tessa declared. "And Null doesn't know, either."

    "Err, you've got me there," Shane conceded. "Maybe he got cursed by a Legendary or something?"

    "I think that's a bit of a stretch," Tessa said. She flopped down onto her pillow. "Actually, I was thinking maybe we recruit him."

    "I beg your pardon?"

    "Y'know, ask Null to join Team Radiance."

    Shane's ears tucked against his head. "No way. Nuh-uh. I'm sorry… but it's not gonna happen. That guy just scares the fur off me. Even if you say he's fine… I just don't feel safe around him. Besides, there are other 'mons in the guild. Why go right for him?"

    "I just, I dunno, feel bad for him. His badge is bronze like ours, so he's still a newbie. But he's already been here for months," Tessa explained. "It sounds to me like sentry duty is all he's done since joining the guild."

    "I don't blame the guy. If I looked like that, I probably wouldn't want to go out in public either," Shane muttered.

    "But don't you see? How's he supposed to figure out anything about himself if he's cooped up here day in and day out? I think we should give him the chance to explore with us. Maybe it'll jog his memory," Tessa reasoned. "At the very least, I would think you should sympathize with him."

    "What? Just because he has no idea why he's here either doesn't make us, like, share a special bond or anything," Shane dismissed. "You're just generalizing."

    Tessa winced. "… ouch. Okay, it sounds bad when you phrase it that way. But I still think we should give him a chance." She looked over at Shane and gave a weak smile. "Treat others the way you want to be treated, right?"

    Shane gnashed his teeth together. "That was a low blow," he grumbled. "But fine. Whatever. Do what you want. I guess we could use a muscle-head like him on the team for some heavy lifting. Or maybe he'll just scare all the enemy Pokémon off with his hideous–"

    "Vulpix!" Tessa gave Shane an unamused look.

    Shane raised his forepaws innocently. "I said you can recruit him, okay. But the second this decision goes south, I'm going to be singing 'I told you so' until your ears fall off."

    Tessa opted to respond to that with an overly-cheerful grin that wouldn't look out of place on Shane. "Great! I'll ask him tomorrow, then."

    XxX​

    But before Tessa got the opportunity to talk to Null at morning assembly, Togedemaru shoved Team Radiance aside.

    "Hey, hey, hey. Guess what? It's your guys' lucky day! Because you're working with Magearna and me," she declared.

    The duo exchanged confused looks. "Um, doing what, exactly?" Shane asked.

    "Equipment testing, checks, and maintenance, of course. What else would we do?" Togedemaru giggled. Team Radiance gave her a pair of blank looks. She rolled her eyes. "Gee, try to contain your enthusiasm there, guys. Anyway, no more time for chit chat. There's science to be done. Off we go!" She extended her quills and nudged Team Radiance down the north hallway to Magearna's lab station. They found her hunched over her desk, examining a large map with a magnifying glass.

    "Yoo-hoo, Mags! I brought the test dummi– oops, I mean I brought our assistants for today," Togedemaru sang while she pushed Team Radiance into the room.

    Splendiferous! Magearna looked up from her map. The magnifying glass retracted into her arm. I was just going over the travel route for the guild's upcoming exploridition. But please, come in. Make yourselves at home. We've got plenty to attend to today.

    A lightbulb went off in Shane's head. "Um, actually, Magearna. I was wondering if I could ask you some questions."

    Certainly. My question-answering circuits are functionating at one hundred percent efficacy today, so you're in luck, Magearna replied. Togedemaru, why don't you get Riolu set up to beta test our Heavy Scarf?

    "Of course." Togedemaru grabbed hold of Tessa's right arm. "Hope you've got good upper body strength. When we tried this out on Growlithe last week, the poor guy couldn't walk for two days." Tessa's eyes went wide and she shot her partner a pleading look. But Shane was already over by Magearna's desk, ignoring her.

    "So, what's the deal with this place and Ho-Oh?" Shane asked. "It sounded like Ho-Oh's important around here. Y'know, cause of Rainbow Island. But then I saw a picture of these two big Pokémon and Tessa mentioned something about the sun and moon…"

    Ah, you are referring to Solgaleo and Lunala, Magearna acknowledged. Local legends believe them to be physical personifestations of the sun and moon, respectively. She folded up her map and rifled through some pages in one of her desk draws. Magearna pulled out a smaller version of the picture Shane had seen in Tessa's mother's room and placed it on her desk.

    "Yeah, that's definitely what I saw," Shane said. "What do the legends say exactly?"

    Well, they're rather lengthy. But I can attempt to explainolate the key points, if you would like, Magearna offered.

    Shane nodded. "That would help a lot, actually."

    Very well then. Please stand by while I boot up my exposition mode. Magearna cleared her throat.

    'Wait… exposition mode? Oh god, I've made a mistake. Take it back, Shane. Take it back!' Shane thought.

    Exposition mode has loaded, Magearna announced. She pulled several more pages from one of the drawers in her desk.

    Ahem… the early days of our world were marked by clashes between the three Super-Ancient Pokémon responsible for creating the land, the sea, and the sky. Their endless battles created a state of constant unrest in the world. Pokémon never knew peace, because their lives were filled with violent quakes, torrential rains, and vicious winds.

    Shane's jaw stiffened. 'Hold up… Magearna dropped the funny words. Is that, like, part of her… programming? I don't even know what to think right now…'

    During the conflicts, one sizeable chunk of land broke off of the Air Continent and drifted into the ocean. That land would become the Horizon Continent…

    "Wait, WHAT? This continent's floating across the ocean?" Shane gasped. "Then how does Rainbow Island stay in the center of it?"

    It's not adrift anymore, thanks to the Land Spirits, Magearna replied. But I am afraid that is an entirely separate story in it of itself. And my exposition mode is already down to eighty-five percent function. So, we must continue.

    'Land Spirits? Didn't Tessa say something similar? Are they like… the Regi trio or something?' Shade quickly made a mental note to follow up on that tidbit later and resumed listening.

    So, to summarize, things were bad. But a group of Pokémon banded together, and begged the Super-Ancient Pokémon to end their battles. To keep things simple, let's just say the trio agreed to cede control over the world's weather to a pair of weaker Legendary Pokémon.

    "Lemme take a wild guess: Ho-Oh and Lugia?" Shane wondered.

    Correct! Lugia monitored the weather from the depths of the sea, and Ho-Oh from high in the skies, Magearna elaborated. But Ho-Oh soon came to learn that part of her responsibilities included controlling the degree of sunlight and moonlight that each continent receives. If there is an imbalance, a continent experiences strange weather patterns that can cause Pokémon to go berserk.

    "I don't suppose these imbalances could also create odd, dungeon-like environments that constantly shift their layouts in totally random ways?" Shane mused.

    Magearna raised an eyebrow. Curious. I thought you said you hadn't heard of these legends?

    "Eh, it just reminds me of something I saw in my human life," Shane said with a nervous laugh. "Anyway, what happened from there?"

    The task proved too exhausting for Ho-Oh, Magearna said. Since Lugia stayed deep underwater, Pokémon brought their complaints solely to her. She tried retreating to the relatively-empty Horizon Continent to find peace and quiet. But in doing so, she accidentally increased the intensity of moonlight we received.

    Shane grew worried. "Did something bad happen?"

    Yes. A terrible storm befell the land. The likes of which hadn't been seen since the Super-Ancient Pokémon fought. Its rains proved so intense, it flooded the center of the continent, creating the Midnight Sea, Magearna said. Ho-Oh was caught up in the storm. And its ferocity nearly tore her to shreds. Magearna then produced a piece of paper and placed it on her desk. Shane glimpsed what looked like some sort of swirling vortex. He could faintly make out a pair of orange-yellow wings.

    "What is this?"

    An artist's depiction of what we believe happened to Ho-Oh. A portal appeared in the eye of the storm. And from it emerged two beasts, the likes of which Ho-Oh had never seen.

    "So, other Legendary Pokémon then?"

    Magearna shook her head. No. In Horizon, we explicitly refer to them as "beasts."

    "You mean Entei, Raikou, and Suicune?" Shane asked. Magearna tilted her head. "Err… in the human world, there's, uh, a legend that ties them to Ho-Oh. And it calls Entei, Raikou, and Suicune 'beasts,' so…"

    We think that whatever appeared from that portal was not of this world, Magearna declared.

    Shane's eyes widened. 'You mean… like aliens?' He looked up at the ceiling. 'Cripes, I guess the truth really is out there. Where are Mulder and Scully when you need them?'

    The beasts released an otherworldly energy and dissipated the storm in an instant. They had saved Ho-Oh's life, Magearna continued. But the beasts were unable to return from whence they came. And their bodies reacted poorly to our planet's atmosphere. Ho-Oh refused to let her saviors die in front of her. So, the legend goes that she transferred their spirits into two seals: the Dawn Hourglass and Dusk Hourglass. Magearna produced another page, showcasing two sparkling hourglasses: one a brilliant gold and the other a majestic purple. It is said a great, supernatural power dwells within each of them.

    Shane titled his head. "But, what does that have to do with Solgaleo and Lunala?"

    Exposition mode is at forty-five percent. I will address that issue now, Magearna acknowledged. See, while Ho-Oh had preserved the beasts' spirits, their bodies remained behind as empty, lifeless husks. Ho-Oh covered them in her Sacred Ash and set the bodies ablaze with Sacred Fire.

    A brief image with two smoking towers of bright, rainbow fire flashed through Shane's vision. He shuddered and his fur stood on end.

    From the ashes emerged two masses of cosmic energy. Both of which quickly mutated and grew. They transformed into a pair of Pokémon resembling the beasts that saved Ho-Oh.

    "Solgaleo and Lunala?" Shane turned to look at the original picture. "They… do kind of look like a sun and a full moon, now that I think about it."

    Correct. And that is because, thanks to Ho-Oh, these Pokémon gained control over the sun and moon. Solgaleo can manipulate how much sunlight shines on the world. And Lunala, in turn, controls how much moonlight we receive, Magearna explained.

    "So basically, these two took over the whole 'balance of day and night' shindig in Ho-Oh's place, then?" Shane asked.

    Magearna nodded. Yes. However, their lives are finite. Once every two centuries, Solgaleo and Lunala are reborn through Ho-Oh's Sacred Fire and Sacred Ash. If ever this cycle were imperiled, it's said that the Dawn Hourglass and Dusk Hourglass will ensure the balance between day and night remains in place.

    Shane nodded slowly, taking Magearna's tale in. "Where do these two reside? In space?"

    No. Supposedly, there's an island floating up in the heavens: Celestial Island, Magearna explained. But it is the great mystery of our continent. One that countless exploration teams have sought to solve… and failed.

    'Okaaaaay then. Guess that's a bit of a touchy subject around these parts. Note to self: don't bring it up with anyone,' Shane thought.

    Have I properly answered your questions? Magearna asked.

    "Uh, actually, there's a couple more things…"

    Magearna's body slumped over, causing Shane to stagger backwards in surprise. Moments later, her eyes flickered back on and she righted herself. Oh… drat. It would appear I ran out of energy for exposition mode. What were you saying?

    "Err… I just had a few more questions for you," Shane said. "For one… aren't there two Ho-Oh's in this world? What happened to the oth– MWWWF!"

    Magearna threw an arm up over Shane's mouth. She leaned over. Who told you about that?

    "Mmffwoddy."

    Magearna removed her arm, causing Shane to give a deep exhale. "Nobody," he repeated. "I, uh… thought I read something about it… in the story of the human who beat the Bittercold."

    I am sorry. That information is highly classificated. Not even community leaders like Guildmaster Metagross are privency to it, Magearna stated.

    "But you know about it," Shane pointed out.

    It is not something I am at libertarian to discuss with you. I could offer you an apology cycle if that would help.

    Shane's ears drooped. "Oh… okay. Forget I said anything."

    But didn't you have more inquierations?

    "Yeah." Shane's muzzle stiffened. "What the heck were you guys doing when Dark Matter attacked? Don't you think they could've used your help over in the Water Continent?'

    Magearna looked down. We were utterly clueless, I'm afraid. Before that incidentiary, we had little-to-no contact with our fellow Pokémon beyond Horizon. Understand, human, the Air Continent is the nearest landmass other than small islands. And it is half a world away. Even Legendaries like Mew are incapable of teleporting such a vast distanography. One day we awoke to hear a booming voice claim all Pokémon would be turned to stone. Needless to say, we engaged in a massive panic cycle. The guild started evacateriazing as many Pokémon as we could find deep into the continent's underground caverns, she said. I stayed with the Guildmaster at the time to monitoriate the situation. Luckily it resolved itself. In the aftermath, I…

    "Okay, okay, I think I've heard enough," Shane sighed, rubbing his head against his shoulder.

    "Great!" Tessa's tired voice called from across the room. "Because I could really use someone tagging in here." Shane turned around to see his partner lying on her back on the floor, a bizarre gray scarf around her neck. Her fur was completely disheveled and her ears bent in directions that Shane never thought Riolu ears could go.

    Togedemaru, I thought I told you to start her off easy, Magearna scolded.

    Togedemaru laughed. "Oh, I totally did that. I put her on the easiest difficult setting we had!"

    "Um, should I get Comfey?" Shane asked.

    "No! Just come take a turn so I can have a break," Tessa harrumphed.

    XxX​

    "Hey, Null, wait up a second!"

    Tessa tailed Null out of the dining hall following dinner. Shane followed her, though he was quite disoriented from the day's work.

    "… do you need something?" Null asked.

    Tessa scratched at her head. "Actually, I was just, uh, wondering if, I dunno, you maybe wanted to join Team Radiance?"

    Null stumbled, but quickly collected himself. He turned to fix his cold, gray eyes on Tessa. "… you want me… on your exploration team? Is this… a joke?"

    "Trust me, I reacted the same way. She's totally serious," Shane said.

    "You look like you could use some fresh air," Tessa exclaimed. "Have you ever done anything other than sentry duty?"

    Null shook his head. "… I'm fine… being a sentry…"

    "But you're not even an apprentice yet and you've been here for months," Tessa pointed out. Null simply shrugged and started turning away from Team Radiance. "Wouldn't you like to try and figure out more about who you are? Or why you're here?"

    Null froze. "… look at me… Riolu. I'm not trying… to scare the other Pokémon… in Horizon…"

    "It's useless fighting her over this, Null. If I've learned anything about my partner, she's as good at arguing as she is at battling," Shane deadpanned. "You'll never win."

    Null let out a sigh. "… tell you what. I'll consider it. Just… give me a day or two… to think about it… okay?"

    "You got it. Take as much time as you need," Tessa chirped. Null nodded and lumbered along the hallway. Tessa turned back to her partner. "See? That went way better than I expected. You've still got all your fur intact and everything."

    Shane examined his pelt and fluttered his tails. "I suppose you're right. Maybe this is a sign… a sign that things are looking up for Team Radiance!" He puffed out his chest.

    Tessa rolled her eyes. "Well, I guess you're back to your usual uppity self, then."
     
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    Chapter 9
  • This chapter was originally posted on September 17th, 2017. It's got a boss, and I recommend you have this song playing for it. Enjoy!

    XxX

    Chapter 9: Grievous Gluttony

    "Tessa. Wake up, Tessa."

    "Nnnggrrgghh..."

    "Come on Tessa. You can wake up now. It's alright. Mom's here."

    Tessa's eyes shot open and she sat up. She found herself on a cliff, looking out over a sprawling green field. A star-filled, twilight sky hung above her. And a full moon cast the cliffside in a soft, bright-blue light.

    "M-Mom?" Tessa squeaked. She rubbed her eyes and blinked several times. A lithe Lucario stood in front of her. She had a single fang protruding from the top-left portion of her mouth and a white, diamond-shaped patch of fur in the center of her forehead. There was a lavender bandana around her neck, with a gold explorer's badge clipped to it. Tessa took in the sight for a few moments before her vision turned watery. She sprinted forward, watching the blob of tan, black, and blue steadily draw closer. Lucario knelt down, opening up her arms and wrapping her daughter in an embrace.

    "I… I don't understand," Tessa sniffled. "Nobody knew where you were. How are you here?" Lucario clasped Tessa's chin and lifted it so their eyes met. She wore a frown on her face. Tessa's ears and aura feelers drooped.

    "Y… you're not actually here, are you?" Tessa hiccupped. She brought a paw up toward her eyes.

    "I'm sorry, Tessa. You're dreaming right now," Lucario replied. "This was the only way I could safely reach out to you."

    Tessa's heart sank. "Then… you're not coming home?"

    "I can't, Tessa," Lucario said. "Not for a while. There's something important that I'm in the middle of. But, as you can see, I'm perfectly safe. You don't have to worry about me. I can look after myself."

    "Does… does this all have to do with why you left?" Tessa asked.

    Lucario nodded. "Tessa, words can't express how sorry I am that I lied to you about why I was leaving. I wanted nothing more than to tell you what was happening. But I had to make sure that everything was safe before I tried contacting you."

    "But what are you doing, then? What's so big that you couldn't tell anyone in the guild about it?" Tessa asked. "Please, Mom. I need to know."

    Lucario took a deep breath. "It's complicated, Tessa. To keep it simple, a certain Pokémon approached me to ask for my help. So, I'm working with a very special group to make sure this Pokémon stays safe."

    "Oh," Tessa whispered. "Well… that's… um… something. How much longer do you think you need to be away for?"

    "I can't really say, sweetie," Lucario replied. Tessa whimpered. Lucario brought up her paw and started rubbing her daughter's head. "But… I think I should be able to keep contacting you like this. So, at least we can stay in touch." She gave Tessa a reassuring smile, but Tessa couldn't return it. "I know it's not ideal, Tessa. But we'll make do." She sighed. "I can't say the same about Gallian, though. I tried to reach out to him the same way, but…"

    "Mom… Gallian's gone."

    Lucario's face blanched. "T-Tessa, what are you–?"

    "He left, Mom," Tessa elaborated. "A couple of weeks after you did. He just walked out on the guild."

    Lucario bit her lower lip. "I see." She brought her paw down to Tessa's shoulder. "And how are you holding up?"

    "I'm, uh, doing okay, I suppose," Tessa mumbled. She grabbed her scarf and twisted it to show off her bronze explorer's badge. "I'm part of the guild now."

    A smile crept across Lucario's muzzle. "Oh, Tessa, that's wonderful news!" She leaned over and nuzzled Tessa's neck. "I wish I could've been there to…" Her voice trailed off as her daughter looked down at the grass. "Tessa, is something wrong? Is someone giving you trouble?"

    "N-No." Tessa shook her head. "Just… y'know… having a bit of trouble finding my footing, that's all. You and Dad… set the bar pretty high."

    Lucario sighed. "That shouldn't matter, Tessa. Just try to be the best explorer you can be. So, are you flying solo or on a team?"

    "A team."

    "You've made yourself a friend, then?"

    "Err… not exactly," Tessa muttered. "My partner and I just sort of… ran into each other." She fidgeted nervously with her scarf. "He's, uh, a Vulpix." To Tessa's surprise, Lucario's eyes widened. "Mom, is everything okay?"

    Lucario's muzzle stiffened. "Tessa… where did you meet him?"

    "Um, over at Azure Cape. Is… is that important?"

    Lucario placed her other paw on Tessa's free shoulder. "I need you to listen to me. You need to distance yourself from Vulpix."

    "But… he's my teammate."

    "Then find another one," Lucario stated sternly.

    "M-Mom, I can't just abandon him like that," Tessa said. "His situation's a bit… unusual."

    "Then you need to keep your eye on him, understand? Do
    not trust him," Lucario declared.

    Tessa's brow furrowed. "How do you know about my teammate, mom?"

    "It's the Pokémon I'm helping protect," Lucario replied. "She told me that she sensed a Vulpix with an unnatural aura appear in Horizon. She believes that Pokémon will be a lightning rod for the kind of trouble we're trying to keep her safe from."

    Tessa bit her lower lip. Was this really happening? Her mom knew about her partner. And she considered Vulpix a threat of some sort? "Mom, isn't there anything else you can tell me?"

    Lucario shook her head. "I'm afraid not."

    "Why not?"

    Lucario sighed. "It's tough to explain. I don't want you knowing too much, sweetie. Because I'm trying to protect this Pokémon from something that's far more active in Horizon right now than it is where I'm hiding. And if whatever's causing problems back home catches you, it'll figure out what I'm doing and where I am. And that could put all of us in grave danger."

    Tessa wasn't satisfied with that response. She opened her mouth to ask another question when her mom cut in, "I'm afraid our time's just about up."

    "Already?" Tessa squeaked. "But… but I have so much to tell you!"

    Lucario nuzzled Tessa's neck once more before standing back up. "Don't worry, Tessa. I'll reach out to you again soon. I promise." She stepped back toward the edge of the cliff.

    "Mom!" Tessa cried, lunging forward. She skidded to a halt as a pair of dark-blue, golden-rimmed, crescent-shaped wings unfurled behind her mother.

    A loud screech echoed across the clifftop, followed by a blinding flash of blue light.


    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "Tessa? Hey, Tessa. Wake up!" Shane nudged Tessa with his snout. "C'mon, it's almost time for morning assembly."

    Tessa's eyes opened and she pushed herself upright. "Morning already, huh?" she mumbled.

    "You were really out, huh?" Shane said. "Must've been pretty tired."

    "I guess so." Tessa yawned and rubbed her eyes.

    "Well, we'd better get moving if we want to make the assembly on time," Shane said. His tails wagged as he turned toward the door. "Wonder what they're gonna have us do today?"

    Tessa frowned as she followed her partner out into the hall. 'That dream I had. It felt so real. Does that mean I was actually talking with mom? And, if so, what should I do about Vulpix? I mean… he has managed to get us both into a fair bit of trouble in such a short time. Maybe mom was telling the truth?'

    "Hey, Riolu. I got us a spot over here!" Shane called with a friendly wave.

    'I guess I should just do what Mom suggested and keep an eye on him,' Tessa concluded, approaching Shane. They both turned toward the Guildmaster's office as Braviary cleared his throat.

    "I'm sure I don't need to remind y'all that tomorrow is the big expedition!" Braviary announced to the assembled guild members.

    "Which is why you just announced it anyway, right?" Togedemaru heckled, drawing laughter.

    "Har, har, very funny. But yer forgetting I've got the power to pull any of y'all off this expedition," Braviary said. That promptly shut everyone up, though Togedemaru jutted out her lower lip in her best pouting effort. "Now then, the last thing we're needing is some rations. Luckily, Steenee will be attending to that today. That means the dining area is off limits. So, y'all are on yer own fer meals. Maybe try out something new in Crabrawler's Café. Just don't come complaining to me." He spread his wings. "That'll be all. Now, get out there and show 'em what yer made of!"

    "Hooo-rah!"

    The assembly broke up and Shane turned to Tessa. "So, what do you think's on tap for today?"

    As if the universe had heard him, Steenee approached the duo. "Ah, Team Radiance, right? Just the folks I wanted."

    "Um, can we help you with something?" Shane asked.

    "Why, yes. You've been assigned to work with me today. We'll be gathering food and supplies for tomorrow's expedition from the Kecleon Shop and Dewdrop Woods. And then, of course, preparing it for the trek," Steenee explained. "You guys should drop off your stuff at Dhelmise Depot. I'll bring everything we need and I wouldn't want you to accidentally lose any important inventory."

    Shane's ears drooped. "Aww, Dewdrop Woods again? I hate that place," he groaned.

    "Is that whining I'm hearing?" Steenee gasped. "You can't just expect to dart all around the Horizon Continent right from the get-go, y'know."

    "It's not that," Shane complained.

    "He's, uh, had a bit of a rough time in our past trips to Dewdrop," Tessa mused.

    "Rough? I fell in a pond. I got an apple smashed on my face. Not to mention I ended up lathered in disgustingly sticky honey," Shane recalled. "I just got my fur all nice and fluffed, so–" His eyes widened. "–Oh god, I'm totally turning into girl!" He smacked his head against his shoulder. "Turn off, you stupid Vulpix brain!"

    "Actually, I can understand. I believe coat pristineness is a source of personal pride for Vulpixes," Steenee said.

    "Yeah, well I hate these dumb Vulpix instincts," Shane growled. He craned his neck upward and shouted, "You couldn't have made me something cool, like a Charmander or a Torchic or, better yet, a Riolu?"

    "Um, but Vulpixes are cool," Tessa pointed out. "They're ice-types, after all."

    A vein bulged out of Shane's forehead. Tessa recognized the look in her partner's eyes and ran out of the room laughing. Shane gave chase, barking, "YOU THINK I'M GONNA LET YOU GET AWAY WITH A PUN LIKE THAT? YOU GET BACK HERE AND TAKE THIS POWDER SNOW LIKE A 'MON!"

    Steenee blinked in shock.

    "Yeah, they're a real winning team, alright."

    XxX

    ~Dewdrop Woods~

    "Aww, come on!"

    Shane jumped back toward a nearby tree and started brushing his right flank against the bark.

    "I told you guys to warn me before you start tossing berries all willy-nilly," he whined. Shane backed away from the tree and glanced at his side. Streaks of purple lined his snow-white fur. "This is getting ridiculous. Do the powers that be just have a cruel sense of humor or something?"

    Tessa walked by cradling an armful of berries. "Don't be ridiculous," she scoffed. "You're not so special that the Original One just sits there thinking of ways to make you unhappy."

    "I was being rhetorical," Shane groaned.

    "Sorry about that," Steenee said. "I'd have held onto the forage bag myself but, well, you kind of don't have any hands and that makes it tough for you to pick berries."

    Shane's left eye twitched.

    "Psst… I wouldn't bring that up if I were you," Tessa whispered. "He's kinda sore about having four legs."

    "First thing I'm doing when I return to being a human is kissing my opposable thumbs," Shane sighed. "Oh, the things I've taken for granted all my life."

    Steenee picked up her forage bag and deposited her pile of berries into it. Tessa followed suit. "So, what do we have left to get?" she asked.

    "Just some Perfect Apples for Braviary," Steenee replied.

    "Hey, we actually know where the Perfect Apple tree is!" Tessa chirped. "Don't we, Vulpix?"

    "Oh no." Shane shook his head. "I'm staying as faaaaaaaaaar away from that thing as possible. You two can deal with the Perfect Apples."

    "Aww, but Shane, your Extrasensory is perfect for knocking them free of that super-tall tree," Tessa exclaimed. "Can't you just help us out a little bit?" She batted her eyelashes at him.

    Shane turned his snout skyward. "No way. I can read the stars, and they're telling me I'm gonna end up buried under a pile of apples."

    "Um, it's daytime," Steenee pointed out.

    "Doesn't change a thing," Shane huffed.

    "What if I buy you a mago berry sorbet when we're finished?" Tessa offered. Shane's muzzle stiffened. Tessa smirked. She appeared to have found a weak point.

    "Nnnnggh… the answer's still no," Shane stammered, turning away to avoid Tessa's gaze. Tessa crossed her arms and started tapping a foot on the ground. Shane swallowed a mouthful of spit. He turned back to Tessa with a resolute gleam in his eyes. "Add in a razz berry twist or it's no deal."

    "Hmm, you drive a hard bargain there, but I'll accept," Tessa giggled. "Okay, Apple Boy, let's get moving."

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Oh, sure, you'll call me 'Apple Boy' but you won't call me Shane," he grumbled, turning to guide the two ladies back into the same area he had battled Trapinch and Yungoos in several day earlier. However, when the large Perfect Apple tree came into sight, Shane knew something was off. "Hey! There aren't nearly as many Perfect Apples as there were last time we were here," he gasped. "What gives?"

    "Look." Tessa pointed a paw forward. "There's a pile of 'em next to the tree. Looks like you're off the hook."

    Shane grinned broadly, only for that expression to immediately falter. "Wait, I still get the berry sorbet, don't I?"

    Tessa shot him a smirk. "I never recall shaking on it."

    "That's not fair!" Shane protested, chasing his partner down the hill toward the pile of apples. The two of them made it about halfway down the hill before a rush of frosty air shot out from the roots of the tree. Neither could get the proper traction to stop. They rolled down the hill, ending up in a pileup by the base of the tree.

    "Well, well, well. See, Jangmo-o, what did I tell ya? These two are a couple of no-good crooks. Kweh heh heh!"

    Shane poked his head up. "You've gotta be kidding me," he groaned. Shane spotted Sneasel sitting on the lowest branch of the tree, tossing a Perfect Apple in one hand. Jangmo-o sat beside him, eyeing the Perfect Apple pile intently.

    "Yeah! Trying to steal the Perfect Apples we went through the trouble of picking," Jangmo-o huffed. "The nerve of it all."

    "Team Fang!" Tessa growled, bolting to her feet. "Trying to make off with the forest's whole supply of Perfect Apples, are you?" She hiked up her scarf to hide the frown on her muzzle. 'You've got to be kidding me. Maybe Mom really is telling the truth here.'

    "Hey now, we picked these things fair and square," Sneasel scoffed. "You're the ones who were about to make off with our hard work. We heard everything." He shook his head. "To think you'd stoop so low. Almost makes a guy think you have it out for him."

    "Hey!" Steenee managed to catch up to Team Radiance. "The Perfect Apples here are for all Pokémon to share. You can't just make off with all of them."

    "Kweh heh heh! Last I checked, there weren't no laws on the books saying how many Perfect Apples a guy could take," Sneasel cackled. "Besides, we're doing this for the good of all Pokémon. We've got, uh, this special grass-type friend, see? We're gonna plant these Perfect Apples and make a whole forest of Perfect Apple trees! Then everyone can enjoy Perfect Apples."

    "But Sneasel, I thought we was gonna sell the apples for mad coin?" Jangmo-o interjected.

    Sneasel's face went bright red and a vein bulged out of his forehead. "Jangmo-o, ix-nay on the oiling our plans-spay," he seethed.

    "Huh? What d'ya mean?"

    "It means keep your trap shut you Trubbish-for-brains!" Sneasel hissed, grabbing hold of Jangmo-o and shaking him. "Ignore my silly little friend here. He's fallen on his head a few too many times, y'see. Kweh… heh… heh…" He rubbed the back of his head, "You're, uh, not buying that, are you?"

    "Not in the slightest," Shane sneered. A mouthful of frosty slush started gathering in his mouth.

    "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Sneasel shook his head. "I wouldn't do that if I was you, Snowy." He crept along the branch toward the Perfect Apple pile. "After all, if you try to attack us now, all these lush Perfect Apples will get caught. As will your precious Perfect Apple tree."

    "Yeah! And if the tree gets frozen, there'll be no Perfect Apples for anyone," Jangmo-o laughed. "Good thinking, Sneasel."

    "Didn't I just tell ya to shut your mouth?" Sneasel barked. "Or do I need to freeze it shut?" Jangmo-o lowered his head and shook it. "Now then." He turned back to Team Radiance. "My friend and I are going to grab some Perfect Apples and be on our way. And you three won't move so much as a muscle. Because if you do… you can kiss your tree and your precious pile of apples here goodb–"

    BRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!

    "… excuse you," Jangmo-o gasped.

    "What? I didn't belch just then, you moron," Sneasel scoffed. "Stop trying to deflect blame. I knew I shouldn't have let you eat that weird-looking berry."

    "It wasn't me, either!" Jangmo-o exclaimed. "And if it wasn't you, then–?" He glanced down at Steenee and Team Radiance. The trio shook their heads in unison. Jangmo-o's eyes widened. "Hey, Sneasel… I don't think we're alone here," he muttered. He looked down and saw the pile of Perfect Apples moving. Several apples spilled off the pile, rolling to a stop by Team Radiance.

    "Aiiiiiiiyyyyyyeeeeeeee! The Perfect Apples are aliiiiiiiiiiiiiive!" Jangmo-o screeched.

    Sneasel smacked Jangmo-o across the cheek. "Pull yourself together, you lout! Fruit ain't alive."

    "Excuse me?" Steenee narrowed her eyes at Team Fang. As she did, the pile of Perfect Apples moved again, sending a few more rolling toward Team Radiance.

    "Then again… maybe there's some creepy forest spirit?" Sneasel stammered.

    "Groooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

    "Okay, that definitely came from the apple pile," Tessa concluded, shuffling away from it.

    "Hey, Sneasel?" Jangmo-o whispered. "Is it time to execute Plan R?"

    "No way. We came here to get Perfect Apples. So, we ain't leaving without our Perfect Apples," Sneasel proclaimed.

    Suddenly, a single bolt of electricity exploded out from the pile of apples, shattering the edge of the branch Team Fang stood on. They saw the apple pile start to fall apart. Team Radiance gave startled yelps and backpedaled from the tree, diving to the ground to avoid an apple avalanche.

    "Never mind. These apples ain't worth this trouble," Sneasel panicked. "Time for Plan R!" He and Jangmo-o jumped down from the Perfect Apple tree.

    "RUN AWAY!" they shouted in unison, sprinting for the cover of the forest.

    "What's going on? Perfect Apples can't do things like that," Steenee gasped.

    Shane rolled up to his feet and peered at where the Perfect Apple pile had once towered. He squinted. "Are those a pair of Munchlaxes?" He took a step forward, only for the Munchlaxes to lock eyes with him. Shane froze. A chill ran down his spine. "Wait... something's really wrong here!"

    "I'll say! Those look nothing like Munchlaxes are supposed to!" Steenee gasped, watching as the two Munchalxes grabbed handfuls of Perfect Apples and shoved them not into their mouths, but the blue, void-like funnels sitting in the centers of their stomachs. "Did... did they just eat the apples with their bellies?!"

    "Guys, I think we should get out of here!" Tessa cried, panic spreading across her face. The Munchlaxes turned their sights on Tessa, showing off the black crystals covering their faces in armor. Tessa caught sight of the extra pair of arms protruding from each Munchlax's stomach. The mouth-like pincers at the end of their extra arms snapped wildly at the air. "Steenee, we have an Escape Orb, right? Something's very wrong here!"

    The Munclax duo gorged themselves on more Perfect Apples. They turned in unison and belched in the guild members' direction. "Ugggh! Peeyew!" Steenee waved a hand in front of her face. "That's noxious."

    "Infect!"

    Tessa's ears twitched. "Did you just say something, Shane?"

    "N-No," Shane stammered. "It was them!" He pointed a forepaw forward, showing the Munchlaxes marching forward in unison.

    "Infect!"

    Both Munchlaxes raised their hands and their pincers. Their claws and pincers glowed simultaneously. They started to wave them back and forth.

    "I know that move. That's Metronome," Shane gasped. "Anything can come of it!"

    "INFECT!"

    The Munchlaxes pointed their limbs forward. A stream of fire shot out from the right Munchlax. The left one extended a long, spectral tongue forward. "Look out!" Tessa cried. She tackled Shane to the ground, feeling the heat of the Flamethrower singe the fur on her back. Steenee gasped as the other Munchlax's ghostly tongue glided across her body. She immediately stiffened as electricity crackled around her.

    "Steenee, quick. We need the Escape Orb!" Shane shouted.

    "... paralyzed. Can't reach… bag," Steenee wheezed.

    Shane and Tessa exchanged panicked expressions. "Okay, you go grab the forage bag from Steenee," Shane said. "While these two lugs are close together like this, I can hit 'em both with one Powder Snow and buy us time. Now, get moving!"

    Tessa chose not to protest Shane's decision. She sprinted across the area while Shane turned and fired a wide blast of snowflakes at the Munchlaxes. However, much to his absolute shock, the duo easily skirted the attack. They split up and charged him down. 'That can't be!' Shane gasped. 'Munchlaxes are supposed to make molasses look like a turbo-powered jet by comparison!' He could see both Pokémon winding up to attack him and dove forward. He skidded across the dirt as both Chip Away punches sailed wide. Instead, the Munchlax socked themselves in their guts, right on top of their second mouths.

    "Grrrraaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" they growled in unison.

    Tessa squeaked frightfully. 'This is awful! Somehow, Vulpix managed to get us all in trouble again. And with more berserk Pokémon like that Meowth. I don't believe this. Mom was right!' Tessa turned away from the Munchlaxes and continued fumbling through Steenee's bag. "Aha!" She hefted the Escape Orb up in triumph. "Okay, we're outta here." But when she tapped the orb to activate its effects, nothing happened. "Uh, Steenee, is this thing broken?"

    "GUYS!" Shane barked, ducking a gigantic burst of crimson energy with a look of utter terror on his face. "Can we pick up the pace a little bit, please?" He spun about and shrieked at the top of his lungs. His Roar hurtled the nearest Muchlax into its counterpart. The two slumped down in a dazed heap, giving Shane time to scramble to his partners. He scooped up and hastily downed part of a Perfect Apple, feeling some of his energy return to him in the process. "What's the hold up?"

    "The Escape Orb's not working," Tessa declared. "Something's jamming it."

    "How does that work?" Shane groaned. "Oh, it doesn't matter. We need Steenee on her feet. Does she have any paralysis-curing stuff on her?"

    "Yeah. I've… got a… cheri berry," Steenee stammered. Tessa started rummaging through her forage bag again. But the Munchlaxes had come to. "Guuuuuuuuys… they're starting up another dual Metronome," Steenee panicked.

    "Relax, they're due to have a screw-up soon," Shane scoffed. But then he spotted brilliant sheens of red and pink light gathering around the Munchlaxes' claws. "Never mind… MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" He shoved Tessa to the side and tried to grab Steenee by the forage bag and drag her away.

    The Munchlaxes pointed their arms forward. A conical spiral of fire shot forward, with a dazzling pink light expanding the flames. The psionic energy caused the flames to spread out, showering Team Radiance. Shane howled in pain as wisps of fire peppered his back, leaving ugly black scorches across his fur. Likewise, Tessa yelped from flames searing her feet and sending her to the ground.

    "Confusion boosted… Fire Spin?" Steenee gasped. "Something's not normal… with those Metronome attacks. They're too on-point. Like some force… is manipulating what attacks they're getting."

    "I'd gladly take that over my usual bad luck shining through," Shane groaned. He noticed an oran berry had rolled out of Steenee's forage bag in the commotion and gobbled it down. He got to his feet, but quickly had to fire off a small, explosive wave of Extrasensory to damage one of the charging Munchlaxes. "Look alive, Tessa. One's coming for you!" he shouted.

    His partner caught his warning. She spun around, her fist glowing bright blue. Then, she opened her palm and smacked the Munchlax's stomach-mouth. "Gnnnnaaaaaaargh!" Munchlax howled, body jiggling from the blow. He toppled onto his back, giving Tessa time to flee toward her partners.

    "Thank goodness," she sighed. "After all these years, I finally got Force Palm working correctly!" Her fists glowed again as she ran down the Munchlax harassing Shane. But she didn't expect it to suddenly turn on her. It met her Force Palm with a swing of one of the black arms emerging from its gut. Its larger frame prevailed, and its Chip Away sent Tessa to the ground. It proved a short-lived victory, however, as a curtain of Powder Snow blanketed Munchlax's backside.

    In fact, the rush of snowflakes quickly gave way to a fierce gust of ice-cold air. Munchlax snarled and a single, ethereal question-mark appeared over its head. The damaging effects of Shane's newly-discovered Icy Wind quickly faded. "Oh, great. Way to take the wind out of my awesome new move moment. Any more tricks you're keeping up your sleeve, big guy?" Shane groaned. He quickly ate his words, jumping to barely dodge a ghoulish tongue extending out from the Munchlax's second mouth. Meanwhile, its partner sprinted toward them, wagging its fingers as it readied a Metronome attack.

    "Not this time!"

    Shane and Tessa glanced over their shoulders and saw a shower of multicolored leaves batter the Munchlax, tripping it up and bringing it to the ground. Steenee landed in front of it, apparently having found her cheri berry. "You guys focus on that one," she said. "I'll try to keep this one separated from its partner." She bent down and spun the petals on her head around. A sparkling pink powder sprinkled over the Munchlax. Its ferocious gaze suddenly softened and its jaw slackened. Drool trickled out of its open mouth. "That ought to slow you down a bit," Steenee declared.

    The other Munchlax would have none of this. It let out a roar and lashed out at Tessa with all four of its arms. She lacked the time to dodge and took the blow square in her chest. However, it proved too forceful for her to get her bearings straight and use Counter. Shane took a defensive stance in front of her and Roared the Munchlax away. It stumbled about in a daze, allowing Shane to run and scoop up the forage bag. He snatched up an oran berry in his mouth and tossed it to Tessa. "Here, catch!"

    Tessa caught the berry in a trembling arm and scarfed it down. She rose up to her knees. "Why didn't you attack it?"

    "It's used Amnesia. My attacks aren't going to do that much good," Shane reported.

    "Well, my attacks aren't doing much good either," Tessa panted. "So, how do we deal with this guy?"

    Shane had no time to answer as he glimpsed white light encircling the Munchlax. "Oh, crud. Not another Metronome!" he groaned. To his horror, he felt the ground starting to shake. A short distance away, the tremors hit Steenee, who dropped to her knees. The other Munchlax, took advantage of this to ready a Metronome of its own.

    As Steenee fell to the ground, she sent a dozen razor-sharp leaves forward, pelting the Munchlax and making the Tri-Attack burst of ice, fire, and electricity that formed in its claws sail harmlessly off toward the woods. But the other Munchlax faced no resistance from Shane or Tessa. They were hurtled atop one another by the Earthquake. Shane gave a loud moan. His limbs trembled as he tried to force himself back to his feet. But he couldn't muster the energy to do so.

    "Rrrggh… get off me… Vulpix!" Tessa grumbled. "We're sitting Duckletts like this."

    "I'm too tired," Shane whimpered. "My legs feel like melted butter after that attack!" He looked up and saw a Munchlax bearing down on them. Shane roared it back again, buying him some time. He sucked in a deep breath and, with a pained wince, rolled onto his back. Tessa skirted free and charged down the Munchlax.

    It narrowed its eyes at her and started gathering up energy for Metronome. But Tessa had no intention of letting things get that far. She flash-stepped forward with a burst of Quick Attack. Rather than striking Munchlax, however, she appeared by its side. Too focused on charging its attack, Munchlax had no countermeasures against the a Force Palm blow to its ribs. The impact sent Munchlax skidding back across the ground, directly into Steenee's line of fire. Both Munchlaxes' expressions blanched when a swarm of leaves raced forward, striking their bodies.

    "Grooooooooooaaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggh!" they roared in agony before collapsing onto their bellies.

    "We… we got 'em." Steenee weakly raised a fist in victory. "How are… you two… holding up?"

    She turned to see Tessa helping Shane struggle to his feet. Steenee winced at the streaks of burnt fur on Shane's back. "Goodness! We need to get back to the guild to see Comfey right away."

    "I'll live," Shane grunted, leaning on Tessa for support. "I think we should bind those two Munchlaxes up and contact the guild. Guildmaster Metagross should have a look at this. Something not right with those guys."

    A twinge of movement from one of the Munchlaxes made the trio jump. "No," it wheezed, "Must infect. M… Must inf–"

    Its body seized up. The red moons on its ears faded and the crackling sound of shattered glass echoed through the clearing. "What's going on?" Tessa squeaked. Shane yipped from his partner squeezing his shoulder.

    "Look at the Munchlaxes," Steenee gasped, pointing a hand forward. The trio watched in horror as the black crystals covering the Munchlaxes' ears faded into a thick black mist. It swirled around each of their bodies, spiraling down toward the dirt. As the mist sank into the earth, all of the color seemed to drain from the Munchlaxes' bodies.

    "They're disintegrating," Shane hollered, his legs quivering. The irises and pupils on one of the Muchlax's faces dissolved off its body, following the black mist into the ground. When all of the mist faded, the two Munchlaxes lay unmoving next to one another. Their fur was nothing but different shades of gray and their eyes were now cold, hollow balls virtually indistinguishable from their gray faces.

    Tessa threw her paws over her face and looked away. "S-Steenee? A-Are th-they–?"

    Steenee crept forward. She gently nudged one of the Munchlax's bodies, but got no response. "I… I don't even hear any snoring. And Munchlaxes are very loud sleepers," she said.

    Shane's jaw stiffened. "How could they go so suddenly from being super aggressive to… to…" He gulped. "To that?"

    "Uhuu huu huu huu! What a silly question. They weren't strong enough hosts, of course."

    Shane's tails stuck straight up and his fur bristled. "Wait, I recognize that voice!" He started looking about in a panic. A flash of lavender light caused Team Radiance to flinch, and then look toward the apple tree. At the base of the tree appeared the pink and black forms of Espy and Umbry, respectively. Tessa's aura feelers started to quiver.

    'No. Not them again,' she thought. 'Is this what Mom meant when she said Vulpix is a lightning rod for trouble? If I stay with him… am I going to have to keep dealing with these two? I can't handle that!

    Shane narrowed his eyes at Espy. "You're the jerk who tried to hurt Tessa in Aeon Town."

    "Now, now." Espy shook her head. "Is that any way to talk to a lady? Hmph." She pointed her snout skyward. "I'll bet you're the kind of Pokémon who conveniently forgets his Poké when he's out on a date. Soooo not worthy of my attention."

    Umbry picked up one of the Perfect Apples on the ground and stared at it disdainfully. "This was a wasted use of an Ultra Entercard, Espy. They've both got parts of that scarf on. We'd just be wasting our strength trying to infect them."

    Espy pouted. "Aww, c'mon, I just wanted to play with those two a bit. What if we take Steenee home as a consolation prize?"

    Steenee's cheeks puffed up at this. "Now wait just a darn second, here. I am not going anywhere with a couple of strangers." She turned to Team Radiance. "You mind explaining all of this to me?"

    Tessa shot Steenee a worried look. "I… I really don't know. These two showed up out of the blue in Aeon Town a couple of nights ago and attacked me." She tried to shuffle over toward Steenee. "We… we need to see if that Escape Orb's working now."

    Shane meanwhile, stared at the pair of aggressors with a look of abject horror. 'Entercards? No… that's impossible. This is just a sick coincidence. It can't be them. They were such nice characters in the games. They'd never attack innocent Pokémon like th–'

    Espy's eyes glowed blue. Shane turned and saw Tessa and Steenee cry out in pain as a burst of psychic energy hammered them into the ground.

    "Uhuu huu huu. Normally, I love it when 'mons get all fussy like this. But Umbry's mad at me for dragging him out here. So, either take off those scarves and surrender…" Espy narrowed her eyes at them. "… or you three are about to retire from exploring… permanently."

    Shane tensed up. 'No, no, no, no! This doesn't make any sense. What kind of backwards universe did I end up in? I… I…' He threw caution into the wind and, despite his exhaustion, shot a swirling blast of Powder Snow at Espy and Umbry. He immediately booked it toward his partners. His attack fizzled out uselessly against a pair of sturdy, glimmering, pink barriers.

    "Delightful! Here I was thinking you were just gonna roll over and take it, pupsicle." Espy licked her lips excitedly. "But now I get to have some real fun!"

    Shane dove for Steenee's forage bag and pulled out the Escape Orb. To his delight, the item sparkled with a brilliant golden aura. "Thank heavens. Let's get out of here!" he bellowed.

    Espy's eyes widened. "No! Our energy's supposed to block those things!" she hissed. "Don't just stand there, Umbry. GET THEM!" Umbry raced forward, but it was too late. A multicolored vortex surrounded Steenee and Team Radiance, sending them shooting into the sky. Umbry skidded to a halt in the dirt.

    "… like I said. Wasted Ultra Entercard," he growled.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "So, lemme get this straight. Y'all got attacked by a pair of rabid Munchlaxes?" Braviary asked. Shane, Steenee, and Tessa nodded in unison.

    "Yeah, but when we beat them, all the color drained from their bodies in this creepy black mist," Shane exclaimed.

    Tessa suppressed a shudder. "When the mist disappeared they…" She gulped. "Their bodies were just lifeless husks!"

    "And that's when the two Pokémon who attacked you in Aeon Town showed up?" Braivary asked. Tessa nodded. "Hrrrrrmmmmm… and yer telling me that them Munchlaxes were like the critter who attacked the guild the other day?"

    "Yes, sir. They both had red crescent-moons on their bodies, just like Meowth did," Shane reported. "And the two Pokémon who attacked Tessa had the same symbols as well."

    Braviary rubbed his chin with a wing. "Which means they're definitely connected. In fact, they could even be related to the tide issues in Sunset Shoals."

    "Really? Isn't that a bit of a stretch?" Steenee gasped.

    "Not at all. Far back as we've been keeping records, Pokémon done lose their minds when our lands are thrown out of balance," Braviary pointed out. "And that means tomorrow's expedition is more important than we realized."

    'Huh, I wouldn't have thought to make that connection. I guess that's what being a seasoned explorer's all about,' Shane thought. 'Either that, or this guy knows more than he's letting on and he's trying to play us. In which case, I'd better pay close attention to him.'

    He extended a wing toward Tessa. "I want to thank y'all fer discovering this, even if it did put ya in danger. This could prove mighty helpful fer us." Tessa gave the bird a confused look but shook his wing. "Since ya done brought me this info, I'm-a go ahead and sign off on Team Radiance's guild maintenance training. Y'all are now free to go back to taking jobs."

    Shane perked up a bit at this.

    "I'll inform the Guildmaster of yer findings and see if he has any thoughts. Y'all are dismissed for the day," Braviary announced and walked off toward Metagross's chambers.

    "Sorry about today, guys," Steenee sighed. "That really got out of hand."

    "It's not your fault, Steenee," Tessa assured her. "The important thing is that we all made it back safely. Right, Vulpix?"

    Shane continued to study Braviary as he entered the Guildmaster's office. "Huhwha–? Oh, yeah. Good work. Go team. All that jazz." He halfheartedly waved a forepaw around in the air.

    "I don't think he actually heard me," Tessa sighed. Steenee had already left the assembly area, leaving the duo by themselves. Tessa brought her paws up to her shoulders, trying to put a stop to her shivering.

    'What happened out there today. I can't really blame it on Vulpix, can I?' Tessa thought. 'I mean, it wasn't his choice to go to Dewdrop Woods. That was because of Steenee. But… if we'd gone there without him, would we have been safe?'

    "Hey, Tessa, you doing okay?"

    Tessa snapped to attention. "I told you not to call me that," she growled. "And… I'm fine." She crossed her arms and looked away. "I was just spacing out, that's all."

    The sounds of claws scraping limestone drew the duo's attention. They looked up and noticed Null approaching them. His explorer's pouch was awkwardly slung across his helmet. "What can I do you for, Null?" Tessa asked, happy for the distraction.

    Null shook his head and dropped the pouch in front of Tessa. "… my inventory," he mumbled. "I figured… we should pool resources…"

    Tessa raised an eyebrow. "Whatever for?"

    "… I overheard… your conversation…" Null muttered, looking down guiltily.

    Tessa beamed. "… and you want to join up with our exploration team?"

    "… no," Null replied bluntly. Tessa stumbled and Shane let out a sigh of relief. "… but… I think I may… go with you… for a few missions… here and there…"

    Shane frowned and looked away. Tessa nodded her approval. "Well, that sounds perfectly reasonable to me. Welcome aboard." She extended a paw. "We're happy to work with you."

    "Speak for yourself," Shane mumbled under his breath.

    Null awkwardly extended a foreleg, allowing Tessa to realize his talons made pawshakes an impossibility. "Uh… lemme just…" Tessa wrapped her paw around Null's ankle and clumsily moved it up and down. "… there! Aha… ha…" She quickly retracted her paw. "We don't have a scarf to give you, Null. I hope that's okay," Tessa muttered.

    Null craned his body to show his helmet covering up most of what would pass for his neck. "… I think… I'll manage…"

    "Right. Sorry," Tessa muttered.

    The trio fell into silence. Shane didn't need to be a psychic-type to tell that, even with most of the guild leaving tomorrow, Team Radiance would have plenty to talk about.

    End of Episode 4

    XxX​

    Guzzling Gluttons, Ultra Munchlax Duo
    A dark force has taken these two's normally ravenous appetites and turned them positively monstrous! With the extra arms granted by the infusion of otherworldly life energy, their chaotic Metronome attacks have turned unnaturally aggressive. Hurry and stop them, Team Radiance, or they may eat every piece of food in the whole forest!

    One of the big disappointments of Gen VII for me was that Mother Beast Lusamine just turned out to be a standard trainer battle. Felt like a real missed opportunity. So, I decided to merge Pokémon with Ultra Beasts. Should be fun, right?
     
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    Chapter 10
  • This chapter was originally posted September 22nd, 2017. It is the start of the first Special Episode. As such, it's quite different from the rest of the story in tone and style. I apologize if it's not to your liking. Then again, I'm pretty sure the long chapters turned most folks off already. So, I shouldn't have anything to worry about. ^^

    XxX​

    "Things sure are a-changing 'round these parts."

    Braviary craned his neck up toward an oak bookcase. He grabbed hold of a binder with his beak and hopped over to a nearby desk. He dropped the binder onto a small reader's podium, with a glowing orb attached to provide a source of light. Then he used his beak to flip the binder open, showing sketches of Shane and Tessa. Below the drawings sat a line reading "Team Radiance Exploration File."

    "I was beginning to think she'd never end up joining us. It's just such a shame that she arrived now. After all, the Guildmaster's getting rid of her family's records."

    Braviary shut the binder. He grabbed a larger one from his desk using his beak and shoved it onto the podium. It opened up, showing a pair of sketches. The first displayed three Pokémon raising bronze explorers' badges high: a Rufflet, a Metang, and a black and red-orange cat with a bell-like orb on its neck. Below that drawing was another one. It showcased the same three Pokémon, only this time they had gold badges. In addition, a Riolu stood next to them, smirking. She had a bronze explorer's badge pinned to the bandanna around her neck, a small fang sticking out of her mouth, and a white patch of diamond-shaped fur on her forehead.

    "I wish y'all could be here to see her. Yer little gal's really coming into her own with that partner of hers."

    XxX​

    The name's Braviary. I'm the intelligence expert and assistant to Guildmaster Metagross here at the Horizon Exploration Guild. Course, that weren't always the case. Back in my heyday, I was part of one of the guild's top exploration teams: Team MIB. What's the name mean? Why, Metagross, Incineroar, and Braviary, of course. Now, we weren't actually like that when we first joined. But we were confident, yesiree. Confident we'd evolve and show the whole continent how strong we are.

    We never backed down from a mission. Even if it done got us in hot water. Course, that meant we got into plenty of jams. None of them compared to this one mission, though. Been about twenty-five years, but I still remember it plain as day. Cause it would turn out to be the most important job we ever did…


    XxX

    Special Episode 1: Seasoned Veterans

    Chapter 10: Tracking a Tremendous Treasure


    This Special Episode will follow Braviary back during his time as an explorer on Team MIB. The episode uses a first-person perspective for the duration of the flashback.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "C'mon Rufflet. Wakey, wakey. Today's the big day!"

    "Mmmrrgghh… ffrrrrggnnnngggh…"

    My eyes opened to find Torracat staring right at me. His beady yellow eyes always made my feathers frizzle. "I'm up. I'm up," I groaned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My vision was still kinda fuzzy, but I could see the distinct lack of sunshine out our window. "Now what in tarnation did ya get me up for, Torracat? It ain't even sunrise yet!"

    Torracat put on that annoying, all-knowing smirk of his. "Exactly. We have to get an early start. After all, this is our big assignment. If we nail this job, we'll make veteran rank!"

    That's when it clicked. "Oh yeah. Guess it kind of slipped my mind. My bad."

    "Slipped your mind? You're our inventory guy, Rufflet!" Torracat said. "Don't tell me you forgot to buy the supplies."

    Well now, it might've slipped my mind in the moment. But that didn't mean I hadn't prepared the other day. "Course not," I said. I opened up our toolbox kit to show off all the wares I'd procured. "See, take a look fer yerself."

    The quantity of items is sufficient to proceed.

    I looked up at Metang, who was hovering over by the door. Least, I think it were hovering. Never could really tell, since ground-type moves could still hit him and what not.

    "Thanks, Mets," I said with a yawn. "Now then, uh, someone want to remind me where we're heading for this here job?"

    Torracat facepalmed. "Oh for heaven's sake. We're heading to Stormcracker Isle to find the long-lost treasure of the legendary Armored Adventurer! Or, at least, to try."

    I raised a wing. "Hold up a sec. Ain't the Armored Adventurer nothing but a fairy tale? Y'know, something us exploring types like to tell yung'uns to get 'em interested in joining the guild?"

    "Who's to say?" Torracat chuckled. "That's what we're going to find out. My dad tried looking for the treasure back before he became Guildmaster, but he could never navigate the inner caverns." Torracat got that confident gleam in his eyes. "He wasn't Team MIB, though. We're the best around. And now's our chance to show it."

    "Well, shoot, finding a legendary explorer's treasure would make fer quite the adventure," I said. "So, what're we standing around here for?"

    Torracat laughed. "That's what I was saying. Let's get moving. I already got us a pair of Sharpedo willing to head out to Stormcracker Isle."

    And we are ten minutes and fifteen seconds late to rendezvous, Metang announced. Now it's sixteen seconds… seventeen… eighteen…

    "Alright, I get it," I grunted, hefting the toolbox kit over a wing.

    XxX

    ~Stormcracker Isle~

    "Looks like you lot lucked out. The isle's going through one of its dry spells."

    Torracat and I shared a Sharpedo, while Metang lay atop the other one, clutching it's big ol' fin. They sped across choppy morning waters toward a fairly large island. Sure, I didn't have Keen Eye. But I didn't need it to see the basic features: clusters of jungle brush, a rocky spire jutting into the sky, and a waterfall streaming out from the rock, giving rise to a river that dumped into the ocean.

    I turned to Torracat. "If'n ya don't mind me asking, boss, just why's the place called Stormcracker anyway?"

    Torracat glanced at Metang. "Yo, Mets. Give Rufflet the rundown."

    Affirmative, Metang replied in that flat robot voice of his. This island is positioned directly in the migratory paths of Zapdos and Thundurus. Each Legendary Pokémon expels excess electrical energy while migrating. The energy gathers up around the island, forming torrential storms that can fall for weeks on end.

    I could already feel my eyelids growing heavy again. Metang just had that effect on me. Guy could take any subject related to exploring and make it as boring as sentry duty at the guild. I done needed to shake my head about to make sure I didn't doze off. "So, why do y'all think the Armored Adventurer would stash his treasure here? Cause it's a tough island to penetrate?" I wondered.

    "Either that, or he ended up here by accident and couldn't survive," Torracat said. "Which means if we find anything, that'll make us explorers on par with the mighty Armored Adventurer."

    I pictured glimmering, gold statues of our team in the center of Aeon Town. Complete with Pokémon marveling at 'em and telling their kiddies about the brave explorers of Team MIB. "Heh." I rubbed my beak with a wing. "Now that'd be something to see, I reckon."

    "Hey, Sharpedo, we need to head for the east side of the island," Torracat said. "Is that okay?"

    "Sure," our Sharpedo replied.

    "Hang on." I squinted at the island. "Ain't that gonna put us further from that there big rock than if we go to the west side?"

    Correct, Metang replied. However, it is the safer route. The jungles on the west side contain very rare fruits and berries, making that part of the island a prime target for scavengers or wild Pokémon.

    "And the last thing we need are some whackos trying to butt in on our big mission," Torracat declared. "Now then, full speed ahead toward that beach!" He pointed a claw forward. Next thing I knew, I was gripping the Sharpedo's fin for dear life as it carved through that there ocean like it were slicing up a thick, juicy melon. After a few minutes, we touched down on the beach and said our thanks to the Sharpedos. "You've got that flare to call these guys when we're ready to leave, right, Rufflet?" Torracat asked.

    "Reckon I do," I replied, pulling out the flare from the toolbox.

    "Great, then let's head inward," Torracat said, and led our team forward into the jungle. There were no paths for us to follow. So, we was dipping and ducking jungle brush and hopping over tree roots that were taller than Torracat. Of course, them giant tropical leaves weren't no problem for Team MIB. With my Wing Attack, Torracat's Flamethrower, and Metang's Confusion, we easily cleared a path forward in the direction of that huge rock at the center of the island.

    Torracat, do you not think it wise to avoid burning any foliage? The smoke could alert wild Pokémon to our location, Metang said.

    "Good point, Mets. But this is a deserted island. We're probably fine," Torracat replied. I rolled my eyes. If'n there was one member of Team MIB who could jinx our luck with his overconfidence, it was Torracat. "Still, it doesn't hurt to err on the safe side. I'll hold off on the Flamethrowers and try to look for the best angle to approach that rock."

    For once, it seemed Torracat was completely focused. Maybe things were gonna be smoother than I tho–

    "It was this way for sure, cap'n! There's smoke billowing outta these here bushes."

    Doggone it. Torracat, ya jinx.

    Metang, being closest to the gal's voice we heard, raised up his arms, readying to strike with Metal Claw. The bushes in front of him rustled. Halt. Identify yourself or I will use fo–

    A black and blue blur shot out of the bushes. I saw a spark of fire, but realized Torracat was behind me. Metang weren't quick enough to react, so a fiery foot collided with his face. Course, with both me and Torracat in front of him, you could guess what came after that: a three-Pokémon pile-up. We smacked back against a coconut tree. To really rub salt in the wound, one of them stupid fruits fell down and conked me on the dang head.

    "Oy!" Torracat shoved me to the side. "Mets, get up. Don't let that sneak-attacking hussy get away with this."

    Understood, Metang bellowed, floating back into the air. However, whatever it was that attacked us had turned tail and run away.

    "They can't have gone far. Mets, scan the area with your psychic powers," Torracat ordered. "Rufflet, give me eyes in the sky!"

    I was still seeing stars from taking a coconut in the noggin, but I weren't no sissy. I flapped my wings and took to the air. Metang scanned the nearby bushes. His eyes turned blue and a nearby bush shook like an antsy Ludicolo. It didn't look like that had done anything, though. I pushed that though aside, however. Because I saw branches and bushes getting slashed up left and right by a Feraligatr with a particularly nasty look in its eyes. There were a couple Pokémon beside it, but I didn't recognize them right off the bat. It's not like I went about memorizing Pokémon species in my spare time.

    "Boss!" I squawked. "Whatever ambushed us is bringing company. There's a Feraligatr and it's looking mighty grumpy."

    To his credit, Torracat recognized the situation quickly. A water-type like Feraligatr put our team in a bit of a bind. We had no effective moves to deal with one. "Time to make tracks, guys! I'll lay some cover fire to distract them. Let's head for the inside of the island," Torracat declared.

    "Err, boss, maybe it weren't a good idea to say that out lo–"

    The same blur from before leaped out of the trees. Now, I'm a steady flier, but I weren't prepared for no aerial ambush. So, I was plum surprised when a Riolu struck me in my tailfeathers with a flaming kick. "Eyyyyaaaaaaagh! My keister's cooking! My keister's cooking!" I spiraled downward, with Riolu clinging to my legs. I spotted the little jackal, but didn't have no time to get off an attack before we crashed. Despite all that, Riolu hung onto me. In fact, she wrapped up my wings with her arms. This made my teammates pause.

    "Go ahead! Try an' attack me, ye stinkin' landlubbers," she spat. "Ye'll just be harming yer feathery friend here." She turned toward them beaten-up bushes. "CAP'N! CAP'N! I've found us some strangers from the mainland!"

    I thrashed about real good but this gal had an iron grip about her! All my struggling managed to do was make her mad. She dragged me toward the bushes, where I saw a patch of blue scales out the corner of my eye. Weren't too long before Feraligatr looked me right in the eyes. His angry, red eyes, big ol' teeth, and the claw scars across his chest made for quite the worrying sight, I tell ya.

    "You've gone and made quite a ruckus, haven't ya, Runt?"

    Riolu looked up at Feraligatr, gnashing her fangs together. "Grrr… how many times I gotta tell ye, cap'n. I've got me a name. It's Prisma! Not Runt!"

    She called herself Prisma? That didn't make a lick of sense. I figured the gal had a touch of the crazy. Probably too much time under that hot sun. Still, I didn't given it much thought, considering my current predicament. "Hey, what's the big idea?" Torracat barked. Ever defiant, my boss was, even in a lousy situation for the team. Too bad this was one of them moments I wished he kept his yap shut. "Tell your friend to release my partner right now."

    "Why did you capture him, anyway? Did you want to make a scene?" Feraligatr growled, eyeing my Riolu captor suspiciously.

    "No, cap'n," Prisma barked. "But these blokes were tearing up the jungle and I weren't about to let 'em destroy our cover. I was attacking from the bushes and I took this here Rufflet as a hostage so those lubbers wouldn't try to keelhaul me."

    Icy mist brushed along my feathers. "For the love of– how many times do I have to tell you, Runt? Ditch that stupid voice. We're scavengers, not savages. No need to speak like you jumped out of a hatchling's story."

    Prisma's grip weakened. The gal clearly didn't have much pull with her leader. "B-But cap'n–" she whimpered.

    "And it don't make ya sound intimidating, either," Feraligatr said. Were I not wrapped up in a Riolu hug, I'd have probably laughed. Unluckily enough, Torracat was there to do that for me.

    "… fine," Prisma sighed. "But these are continent-dwellers. I'm sure of it!"

    "Aye, captain!" the Mareanie on my right spoke up. "They've got badges. Must be one of them rescue teams from the mainland."

    Feraligatr didn't like that one bit. He bore them wicked-sharp teeth of his at us. "So, what would a pack of goody-two-shoes rescuers want with Stormcracker Isle? There ain't no Pokémon around here needing your help."

    "We're just… passing through…" I grunted, hoping my partners might be able to add to the ruse.

    "Yeah. We're doing some surveying for our guild," Torracat continued. Bless him. His confidence could get us in hot water, but it bailed us out just as often. "Just trying to map out the island and then we'll be on our way."

    "Fat chance of that," Prisma barked. "Where are your mapping tools, huh?"

    Well, shucks. The jackal was a quicker thinker than I done expected.

    "I've… uh… got 'em right in my toolkit," I lied. "If'n you just let go of me… I can show you."

    Feraligatr opened his mouth to retort, but Prisma acted quicker. Her grip weakened. I had to resist the urge to laugh. I spun around and used a burst of air to shoot myself forward and smack Prisma in the belly with my signature Aerial Ace. That sent her hurtling into Feraligatr's gut. Now, he didn't like that one bit. Eyes went wide. Spit shot out of his mouth. If'n you were the inexperienced type, you'd have watched the scene with a fit of giggles. But not Team MIB. No sirree. Torracat covered the area in a spread of his Flamethrower, while I took back into the air. Metang hit the flames with his Confusion wave thingamabobs to spread that fire even further.

    "Let's move, gang!" Torracat shouted. And we high-tailed it outta there mighty quick.

    Course, it weren't so quick that we didn't hear Feraligatr shout, "Runt, you bleeding moron! You just cost yourself rations for the next two days."

    A loud smack echoed through the air. Torracat and I glanced back to see Prisma on her knees; a paw gingerly held up to her face. Frankly, it served the varmint right. Trying to get the jump on us for no good reason. It was mighty stupid of her to buy into my little act and let me go. Except, it looked like Torracat didn't share my sentiments. I could see the worry on his face plain as a disguise on a Mimikyu. "Oy, boss-man. Stay focused. They're on our tails!" I cawed, trying to shock him back to his senses. Torracat frowned but quickened his pace.

    Hoo boy. Of all the times to have a bleeding heart moment.

    Them scavengers made a beeline for us. "If they're heading for the rock, they must be trying to find the treasure," Feraligatr hissed. "That's our treasure, lads. Don't let 'em take what's rightfully ours!"

    I even saw Prisma running after us. She done had this fire in her eyes, the likes of which could make a Turtonator blush. And she was much quicker on the draw than her pardners. I thought she could do with some slowing up. So, I dipped down toward her and abruptly banked right. I had to adjust my angle to avoid a ball of sludge that Mareanie spat toward me. But I managed to get around to Prisma's back.

    "Gnngaaaagh!" she howled as I hit her in the back of the head and pulled back up to finish off the U-turn. Course, that victory didn't end up lasting long. Turned out, Feraligatr could strike from a heck of a distance. Nothing could've prepared me for this massive tunnel of water striking me in the back and knocking me to the ground.

    Rufflet is injured. We must provide cover, Metang stated. He and Torracat turned, preparing to face the charging scavengers. Now, I weren't about to take any of this lying down. I rolled forward, dodging a Force Palm from Prisma. Then I got back into the air just in time to avoid my teammates combining their attacks again. A Flamethrower column turned into a bunch of fiery rings thanks to Metang's Confusion. Except, it didn't do much. A small Water Gun from Mareanie and a massive Hydro Pump from Feraligatr snuffed all the fire out in a matter of seconds.

    But the burst of steam that followed done messed up my flying course. It made Metang and Torracat stagger back. Heck, Prisma got caught in it too. "W-Watch it, cap'n," she hollered. "I'm right in front of ya."

    "… bah. Don't get in my way and you'll have nothing to worry about," Feraligatr snarled. That put a furrow in Torracat's brow. He sprang forward, crunching down on Mareanie's head. He swung his head around and managed to toss Mareanie back into this lanky metal Pokémon called Bisharp. I tried to take advantage of the opening by swooping down and using a burst of Aerial Ace speed to hammer Prisma from above. But I weren't counting on Prisma actually standing her ground. She gripped my shoulders with them ironclad paws of her and fed me a dirt sandwich courtesy of a Force Palm right on the top of my head.

    "Stop making the cap'n get mad at me!" she hissed, foot igniting fer one of them Blaze Kicks. Torracat leaped into the fray. His fangs caught on fire and he bit down on Prisma's leg. Fire spilled out in all directions. Prisma's eyes widened and she jumped back.

    But Feraligatr shoved her aside, claws extending and glowing bright blue. I don't know how a scavenger like him got his mitts on a Dragon Claw TM, but I had no intention of seeing how well he could swing them things about. Luckily, Metang realized it too, cause a pink Confusion ring halted Feraligatr's progress. That gave me the time I needed to fly away.

    "Let's break off, boss!" I squawked. Torracat didn't respond, as he was spitting a warning Flamethrower over toward Prisma.

    "You don't have to attack us, Riolu," Torracat said when the flames died down.

    "Yes I do!" she barked, lashing out with a glowing fist. Torracat barely managed to skirt the attack. It took a moment for me to realize that was Sky Uppercut. "I already lost rations thanks to you lot. I'm not falling any lower in the cap'n's eyes!"

    "Why are you even listening to him?" Torracat asked. He spewed another Flamethrower to put Prisma on the defensive. "You shouldn't have to answer to a Pokémon that treats you like dirt!"

    "What do you know, rescuer?" Prisma growled. "My crew's my family! I'd never abandon them." She kept her wits about her and ran right through the middle of that stream of Flamethrower. Next thing I knew, she smacked the boss between his eyes with a Force Palm. He bounced back across the dirt. Metang and I turned to shield Torracat so he could grab an oran berry to heal.

    "We ain't making any progress like this," I grumbled. "Don't bother talking with that there varmint, boss. Ya can't reason with crazy. And she's a crazy one."

    Torracat gnashed his teeth. "Sorry. It just burns me up to see a Pokémon get mistreated like that."

    "Well, well, well." Feraligatr licked his chops. "It seems we're at an impasse here. You want into the inner caverns. And we want in there, too."

    "But, cap'n, we've been searching them caverns for days! Ain't no sign of the treasure," Prisma protested.

    SMACK!

    Feraligatr backhanded Prisma, knocking her onto her back. "Quiet, Runt!" he barked. "Have you learned nothing from me? Mystery Dungeons are beyond reasonable explanation. Just because we failed before doesn't mean we give up."

    My eyes widened. "Wait, so the inner caverns are a Mystery Dungeon after all? Boss, ain't this way too far out for the Tapus to control the landscape? We ain't never dealt with uncontrollable Mystery Dungeons before."

    "Ha! You sound like you've never seen a Mystery Dungeon. What sort of pathetic rescue team are you hacks?" Feraligatr sneered. "Runt! Mareanie! We're setting out for the inner caverns. We'll leave Bisharp to take care of these three." Feraligatr gave Bisharp a reassuring pat on the bat. Then he grabbed hold of Prisma like she were an old doll and dragged her into the bushes. Mareanie followed along after them. Metang tried to turn and hold 'em off, but that Bisharp blocked our path. He disappeared into the shadows. Before we could realize he was using Feint Attack, he popped up in front of Metang and wrangled his arms. Weren't nothing Metang could do to Bisharp. He slammed Metang into the ground, and a loud CLANG rang out through the clearing.

    "Mets!" Torracat gasped. He lunged at Bisharp, teeth burning bright, but the varmint rolled out of the way. I weren't in a position to do much good either. Thought swooping in to strike him with Aerial Ace could snag some chip damage. But the blades on his arms suddenly extended and I quickly found myself backing off.

    "Boss! This feller knows Guillotine. We gotta keep our distance," I squawked. Torracat recognized the danger and jumped back, opting to shoot off a Flamethrower instead. That was a foolish move, cause his attack went well high of Bisharp. But at least that seemed to make the varmint leery.

    What would you have me do in this situation? Metang asked. My lone ranged attack is Confusion and it will not work.

    "If'n the two of us can give ya some cover, think you can move in and attack?" I offered. Probably weren't a good idea to open my big ol' beak, though. Bisharp heard us and vanished in the blink of an eye. Seconds later, he slammed into Metang and sent him backwards again. I couldn't help but squawk and fly higher. I was a hardy li'l bird, but seeing them glowing Guillotine blades done sent my heart a-racing.

    Torracat stood his ground, though, and a fast, narrow Flamethrower scored a direct hit. Bisharp's gray arms lit up bright red. He thrust them to the side and I felt a rush of heat against my feathers. "Why are you guys treating Riolu so badly?" Torracat demanded.

    Oh, lordy, he was still sore about that?

    Bisharp's overheated arm blades extended. He swirled them around, ready to cleave the boss into ribbons. I gulped and dropped down, readying my body for a sudden upward jolt into a U-turn. There were a nice, satisfying THWUMP when I struck Bisharp's head, stunning him.

    "You okay, boss?" I asked. Torracat grabbed my wing and I hefted him on up.

    "Talk about a close shave," he sighed, placing a paw to feel his right cheek. Poor feller done got his whiskers sliced right off. No idea if that meant anything important, but he seemed frazzled about it. We didn't have no time for celebrations, though. Because I felt something hard and metallic smack against my back, knocking me into the dirt. I lost my grip on Torracat, but the boss opened up his fiery mouth. He clamped onto Bisharp's shoulder and Bisharp's eyes went wide.

    "Hold on, boss," I squawked, summoning a tunnel of air to ram into Bisharp with Aerial Ace. I'd have thought that combo would show the feller what's what, but he somehow stood tall. I saw his arm blades flare to life and flapped back. But it turned out that I weren't his target. Torracat realized the issue all too late. Them bright blades struck the boss upside the head. Torracat released his grip on Bisharp's shoulder and slumped down the ground. "Dang it!" I hollered. "Yer gonna pay for that."

    Bisharp raised up an arm and gave me a "bring it" gesture. Course, I knew I wouldn't be any good one-on-one with the guy. I just needed to stall for a moment. Luckily, Metang was prepared to land a hand. A loud mechanical CLANG sounded when his Metal Claw met Bisharp's metal skull. The varmint's eyes done teared up and he stumbled forward. I charged in for another smack with Aerial Ace, but Bisharp bounced back lickety-split and vanished. He struck me head-on and overpowered me. I wiped out in the dirt, seeing stars. Thankfully, I had already done my part. A red glow popped up behind that varmint. He turned around and threw his arms up in complete shock as a Flamethrower swallowed him up.

    Torracat stepped forth from the heat, glaring daggers at Bisharp's smoking, KO'd form. Then I felt a metal arm around me. Metang hoisted me back to my feet. Are your wings operable? he asked.

    "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just got thumped mighty good," I grunted. There weren't no shame to getting outmuscled, but I couldn't help feeling like this wouldn't have been a problem if I weren't just Rufflet. I'd trained mighty hard, but I was still the only one on the team who hadn't evolved. This battle only served to highlight that sore spot.

    Torracat jogged over. "Yo, Rufflet. How many Reviver Seeds do we still have left?"

    "Nine, I reckon," I replied. I liked my intervals of fives and tens. Nice, wholesome numbers there. So, I tended to buy up our items in clusters of five. Sure, it bothered the teammates, but not enough for them to take over toolkit management.

    "Do we have any idea where those scavengers went off to?" Torracat asked, scanning the area. They had ducked into the bushes but they could've left some footprints. Problem was, following them would be a plum bad idea.

    I believe I detect faint traces of their energies near the southern section of the rock spire, Metang announced, pointing a metal arm forward.

    "Is that the entrance to the inner caverns?" I wondered.

    It is an entrance, Metang responded. I also detect structural weakness in the base of the rocks. It is due west of where I estimate the scavengers to be. He pivoted to his left.

    Torracat grinned. "Ah, so we're gonna make an entrance."

    "Now, wait just a doggone minute. I ain't trying to make no rock avalanche!" I squawked. Us birds didn't do so well in them situations, y'see.

    I can deflect debris with Confusion, Metang offered.

    "Sounds like a plan to me. Onward, Team MIB!" Torracat declared and darted off to the west.
     
    Chapter 11
  • This chapter was originally posted on September 27th, 2017. Enjoy!

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    Chapter 11: Spirit of an Adventurer

    ~Stormcracker Isle, Central Part~

    I hung back. Way, way back. I weren't going anywhere near that rock face until I was absolutely, five-hundred percent sure no rocks were gonna bash my skull in. I'd already taken a coconut and a Bisharp arm to the head that day, after all. So, I stayed perched in my tree, watching Metang work the rock formation.

    I have identified the structural abnormality, he announced. I squinted, and just made out a visible crack running through a partition of rock. But that weren't the only thing strange about it. And judging by Torracat's gaze, he agreed with me.

    "Hold up. This rock with the crack has a totally different look than the rest of the rock face," the boss announced.

    "D'ya think the weather eroded it or something?" I wondered.

    Unlikely. Otherwise similar structural weaknesses would present throughout the spire, Metang said.

    "Maybe this was some sort of secret entrance to the caverns?" Torracat proposed. His eyes lit up. "I'll bet the Armored Adventurer must've made this!"

    "Now hold yer Mudbrays, pardner," I squawked. "Weren't them stories saying the feller got lost in this island? Why would he make his own cavern entrance?"

    "Maybe a severe storm forced him to do it out of desperation?" Torracat said.

    Illogical. Upon closer inspection, this rock outcropping shows evidence that it was placed against the spire's surface. This suggests the individual responsible has entered and exited the cavern multiple times, Metang declared.

    "Hrmph. That's mighty strange. But we're wasting time talking semantics here," I said. "Can you bust it open or not, Metang?"

    Certainly. Please stand clear. Metang's arms lit up and he lashed out at the rock with Metal Claw. It shattered after several swipes, sending pebbles scattering every which way. I flew back, waiting for the dust to settle. Eventually, I could see a dim, green glow spilling on out of the hole Metang punched.

    "You coming, Rufflet?" Torracat asked. He was already halfway through the opening. Metang still hung outside, ensuring there weren't anything about to crush us.

    "Yeah, yeah, gimme a sec," I said. Had to take a few deep breaths and remind myself I'd been in plenty of caves and this one weren't no different. I flew inside, quickly landing beside Torracat.

    Our self-made opening sent light spilling into the cavern. I could hear the scratching of claws on rock. Probably wild Pokémon booking it toward hiding spots. The opening weren't all that big, though, so the light soon faded. Instead there were these small, green patches of light scattered about the cave.

    Torracat whistled. "Whoa. This place is covered in Luminous Moss."

    "All the more reason not to like it," I harrumphed. "Them plants ain't natural, I tell ya."

    I can hear faint traces of running water. Please be silent, Metang said. I clamped my beak shut and Metang hovered forward. Sure enough, I heard some running water echoing off the walls. I squinted, trying to use that Luminous Moss light to see if there were any brooks. The rocks lining the cave were damp, that was for sure.

    "Up ahead here." Torracat waved us over. "I just stepped in a puddle."

    I glided over to him with Metang following behind. The ground squelched beneath my feet as I landed. Water seeped out of the patch of mud I had accidentally found.

    "Skkkreeeeeeeeeep!"

    But that were nothing compared to the jolt my heart felt when that mud started moving. I squawked and fluttered my wings, hovering into the air. Looking down, I could faintly see the mud wash away and reveal the white-shelled, flattened backside of a Wimpod. The li'l feller looked up, only to recoil at the sight of my feathers. It scurried off along the cave floor and disappeared into a crevice.

    "Hmm, guess those claw-scraping noises were Wimpod scattering," Torracat observed. "They're pretty meek little guys, if I remember correctly."

    Course they were. But where there were Wimpod, I shuddered to think of their evolved form. Giant, hard-hitting Golisopods were the last thing our team needed. Sure, I could get in some effective hits, but Golisopods could tank 'em like champs.

    I have located a stream. It descends deeper into the cave, Metang announced. If we follow it, we might locate the deepest recesses of the cavern.

    "You don't suppose them scavenger fellers are in here too, do ya?" I asked, looking up toward the ceiling. Patches of Luminous Moss revealed a couple of Zubat hanging from it.

    "If they are, they're not gonna know we're down here," Torracat declared. "Let's follow this brook and see where it takes us."

    Metang led us forward, body reflecting light from the moss. It made him glow all green and stuff. Thanks to that, I finally spotted the brook in question curving sharply around a set of rocks. Course as luck would have it, these particular rocks had a pair of Zubat that weren't as timid as their friends from before. But a quick Zen Headbutt from Metang and a Fire Fang from Torracat knocked 'em right out.

    We followed the brook down rocky stairs, into the next level of the cave. It didn't have nearly as much Luminous Moss brightening things up. So, when Metang's shiny hide entered the area, it whipped a set of Wimpod up into a frenzy. They started scurrying to and fro, hissing wildly. Bright-green balls of energy flew about from desperate Struggle Bugs launched in our direction. Weren't nothing a few Aerial Aces and some Zen Headbutts couldn't handle. But we did end up down an elixir after that, thanks to yours truly.

    To our surprise, the next few levels grew steadily more waterlogged. I suppose I should've expected it. We were probably getting mighty close to the water level at this point. But the water was now up to Torracat's ankles. And some Zubat thought they could take advantage of his hindered movement for easy pickings. Boy did Metang and I show 'em they were sorely mistaken. We continued on down. At this point, I were expecting things to get pitch black. But strangely enough, the place where the brook stopped held a space full of bright Luminous Moss. The light was done reflecting off puddles, making the place look greener than a shack full of Rowlets. It made the pedestal on the far part of the cavern crazy obvious. There was some sort of circular rock atop it. And next to that pedestal, a few more rocks jutted out of the ground. They all glowed different colors.

    "That's odd. It seems like someone's been down here doing something," Torracat said. "But, uh, what is it? Painting rocks strikes me as a bit of a strange hobby."

    I am sensing some energy from the colored rocks. They have a similar aura to the pedestal on the far side of the room, Metang explained. I believe some sort of magical hold was placed over this room.

    Something caught my eye next to the glowing rocks. I fluttered over and raised my brows at a plank of wood planted into the ground. "Hey, y'all, I think I found something," I said. "Looks like a sign of some sort." I squinted to try and read it. "And it's actually written in modern print."

    "So, this wasn't done in ancient times, then." Torracat's eyes lit up. "Well, what does it say?"

    "Gimme a sec here," I said, adjusting my position to better read the makeshift sign. "Says here:

    'My days be numbered, my mind be fuzzy.
    Adventures are done, though I've sure had plenty.
    Got loads of treasure, but can't trust me crew.
    Left directions here for the good eggs, though there were few.
    If ye're one of me buddies looking for yer treasure's share.
    Prepare me favorite brew to get yer cut fair and square.'"

    I kicked up some water. "Dangummit! We ain't got time for no stinking brain teasers. Them scavengers could find us at any moment."

    Torracat was of a different mindset. "Hey now, don't you see what this means? The tales are true. The Armored Adventurer really did exist. And we've found the entrance to his treasure horde!" I could practically glimpse the stacks of golden coins in Torracat's eyes. "All we need to do is figure out this 'favorite brew' riddle, and we're in the clear."

    "Yeah, but what the heck is it supposed to mean?" I asked. "Sounds like some sort of fancy drink. But I don't see no drink dispensing equipment nowhere."

    Torracat raised a forepaw. "Hang on. When you think about it, that rock on the pedestal kinda looks like a cup." He walked up toward it and reached out to grab the rock.

    WARNING! The rock's energy level has just spiked, Metang bellowed, but Torracat had already placed a paw on it. The glowing rocks' colors all changed to red and a loud whistle sounded through the cavern.

    "Agh! What in tarnation is that noise?" I squawked. A pair of screeches drew my attention and my feathers nearly turned all white at the sight of a pair of angry Golbat.

    I turned right around and used an Aerial Ace wind tunnel to strike one of them. But my pardners were slower on the uptake. And that resulted in the other Golbat chomping down on my wing. Purple toxins dripped out from the varmint's fangs and made my wing burn. I felt that familiar sinking sensation that came with poison washing over your body. So, I bucked the Golbat away and fumbled through the toolbox while my pardners dealt with the varmint. I snagged a pecha berry and downed it mighty quick-like.

    "You okay, Rufflet?" Torracat asked. I nodded slowly. "Guess now we know what happens if we get the puzzle incorrect. But do you think those Golbat were part of it?"

    "Not a clue," I sighed. "We can't stand around doing nothing, though."

    "Right," Torracat nodded, "So, the riddle said we needed to 'prepare me favorite brew.'" Torracat paced back and forth in front of the glowing rocks, whose colors had reset. "Favorite brew… favorite brew… the Armored Adventurer's favorite brew…"

    His eyes suddenly widened and he shouted, "That's it!"

    "Err, ya mind looping me in, boss?"

    "There's a drink in old man Crabominable's place that's only for top-ranked exploration teams: the Armored Brew!" Torracat explained. "My dad told me all about it: 'One part spicy, two parts sweet, to make the best adventurers feel the heat. Add a pinch of bitter, and a half part dry, and now this hardy brew is ready for you to try!' That must be how we can solve this riddle."

    "Cripes. That's one heck of an explanation," I mumbled. "I couldn't even follow ya. What about you, Mets?"

    Metang faced away from us, studying the rocks intently. Upon careful analysis, I have determined that these rocks' colorations match those of the figy, wiki, mago, and aguav Berries. All of which are the primary berries used for making juices in Horizon.

    I raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to tell me these here rocks are actually crystallized berries? That's total hogwash!"

    Negative. Given these rocks are displaying energy signatures, I hypothesize they are figurative representations of the berries used to prepare such juices, Metang elaborated. Perhaps, if we are to interpret Torracat's recipe onto these rocks, we can solve the riddle.

    "Uh... right... yeah..." I rubbed my head with a wing. "Could ya say that again with some smaller words, pardner?"

    Much as I'd hate to admit it, Torracat were faster on the uptake with this. "Right, so when it says one part spicy," he said, as he walked up toward one of the rocks, "We strike this rock that looks like a figy berry." He then tapped it with his paw and its colors brightened up. "Next is two parts sweet."

    "… which means we hit that mago berry-looking rock twice?" I asked, finally catching on to things. I were closest to that rock, so I gave it two pecks with my beak. Like the first rock, it lit right up like an excited Lanturn.

    A pinch of bitter suggests lightly applying pressure to this rock here, Metang declared, tapping a claw to the aguav berry rock.

    "Oh, good. I thought we actually had to pinch it," Torracat sighed in relief. "Cause that'd be a bit hard for any of us to manage." I sure hoped he were joking with that one.

    "So then, how do we do half of a part on that last rock?" I asked. "Ya can't half-touch nothing. That don't make a lick of sense."

    Torracat sized up the only rock that wasn't glowing. "Wait a second," he muttered, leaning it toward it, "There's a very fine line right through the center of this rock. It's not one rock, it's actually two!"

    I fluttered over to the boss. "Huh. Well I'll be a Vullaby's afternoon snack."

    Caution: the left rock is a few hues darker than the right one. The cavern's odd lighting messes with the color patterns. Thus, the right rock better resembles a wiki berry, Metang said. Torracat reached out and tapped the right rock. This time, all four rocks lit up bright green, as did the cup-shaped rock on the pedestal.

    "I think we got it, guys," Torracat cheered. He leaped toward the pedestal and touched the glowing rock. The entire cavern started trembling mighty fierce. Torracat have a yowl and jumped back. Turns out, that cropping of rock holding that pedestal were a trap door of sorts! Who'dve thunk it?

    It slowly slid open, revealing stone steps that descended toward a soft blue glow. "That must be it!" Torracat chirped. "The Armored Adventurer's secret treasure stash! What are we waiting for? Let's get going!"

    XxX

    ~Stormcracker Cave, Basin Area~

    I didn't think things could get so bright so deep underground. But somehow, we managed to find a room that were glowing just about every color I could done think of. It was like looking into Ho-Oh's wings or something. Though, most of the area were glowing blue on account of these massive light crystals jammed into the rock walls. Still, there were piles of golden coins and other goodies that took in that light and projected a whole bunch of different colors.

    "Golly, I ain't seen this much sparkly stuff in one place before!" I gasped. "Look at all these things. How could one Pokémon gather up so much treasure?"

    "You read it yourself in the riddle, Rufflet. He had a team," Torracat chuckled. "Granted, one that didn't sound all too pleasant to work with. Kind of like that no-good Feraligatr's crew."

    "Are you still sore about Riolu? C'mon, get over it," I groaned. "Look at where we are, man. This is the stuff of legends." I started looking around. "But what do we take? The coins? The crowns? I think I see a King's Rock in the corner over there. Any idea how much a 'mon will pay for something like that?"

    Attention. I have detected an abnormality with the room, Metang cut in. That light crystal in the middle has a markedly different energy signature than the others. I do not believe it is natural.

    "Well, yeah, the Armored Adventurer said in the riddle he told the 'good eggs' in his crew where to find this place," Torracat pointed out. "One of them must have brought thi– hold on." He approached the crystal. "There's a book next to it."

    "Careful, boss. Don't want to be setting off no booby traps like with that puzzle on the last floor," I cautioned. "The Armored Adventurer could've put some other magical wards up."

    Torracat nodded. "Good point. Mets, open it up with your telekinesis."

    Very well. Metang pointed his arms forward and the book's cover flew opened. I winced, bracing myself for some sort of attack. Luckily, nothing happened.

    "Guys… GUYS!" Torracat was jumping up and down excitedly. "I don't believe this. This… this is the Armored Adventurer's personal diary!"

    "Yer kidding!"

    "No fooling. Listen here." Torracat cleared his throat. "This first page says, 'Cap'n's log. The crew and I returned from our expedition around the Air Continent. Our biggest score came courtesy of Mt. Freeze, where I got a memorial wing from the mighty Articuno. But the plight was perilous. We almost lost Samurott in an avalanche. Given the dangerous nature of me work, I've decided to start chronicling me travels in this here diary. I don't know what I'll do with it when my days start getting numbered…' and yadda, yadda. You guys get the idea."

    He turned back to us. "We've got to take this with us, above all else!"

    "I agree. It'll be the perfect proof for the guild," I said. "But, out of curiosity, what do you suppose the last entry says?"

    "Mets?"

    Metang flipped the pages forward until the boss held up a forepaw. He looked down at the diary and his brow furrowed. That weren't what I hoped to see. "Interesting," he muttered, "Listen to this, guys…"

    Cap'n's log… what I think may be me final entry. These old bones of mine have grown too weary. I fear me days of seafaring and traversing the continents are at an end. But I can't complain. I've been fortunate to undertake such an incredible journey. If only me blasted crew weren't squabbling over who gets what parts of the treasure I've collected!

    Most of 'em ain't even that loyal! Never following me orders. Always scheming about what should happen if I fall in a battle. Heck, me closest mate told me a few of 'em were thinking of mutiny! I don't want me precious treasures falling into their greedy little mitts. How is me mind and body supposed to find peace with such worries?

    After thinking on it, I've made a decision to seek help from the mystical Ninetales of Mt. Freeze. I shall have a curse laid upon me. To protect me treasure, I'll forever bind me spirit to me body. Any unworthy Pokémon who attempts to take me treasure, shall suffer me eternal wrath!

    Though I may not journey completely to the next world, at least this curse shall give me peace of mind.


    "What a load of crock!" Torracat spat. "You can't bind a spirit to this plane of existence. When it's your time to go, it's your time to go. I guess maybe you could stay as a ghost-type? Mets, you sensing any ghost-type energy?"

    Negative, Metang replied.

    "I dunno, boss." I scratched my chin. "Ain't you ever heard that ol' story 'bout the curse of Nintetales? I ain't trying to end up like that poor Gardevoir."

    "That's totally superstition and you know it," Torracat declared. "I'll grab the journal. You guys start packing some of those coins into the toolbox." Before I could so much as start to protest, Torracat had his claws all over the Armored Adventurer's diary. The moment he did that, a bright blue glow encased the book. His eyes widened and he dropped it to the ground, stumbling back in a daze.

    Alert: the energy levels of the central crystal are rising rapidly, Metang warned. Course, his robotic voice made it even more unsettling.

    We heard a crackle. And then another, louder crackle.

    "The crystal's splintering, fellers!" I shouted, pointing a wing forward.

    Torracat scrambled forward and scooped up the journal. "Then we'd better book it before something bad hap–"

    The crystal burst open, sending jagged shards in all directions. Metang floated over and shielded the boss and me from the debris. A bright blue glow spilled out of the crystal. The cave floor quaked beneath our feet.

    I am detecting a new Pokémon's presence, Metang exclaimed. He turned around toward the bright light, only to end up careening back through the room and smacking the far wall. Torracat and I turned with wide eyes. We found ourselves looking at the bulky, armor-plated form of a Golispod.

    "Grrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaggggh!" that big ol' bug roared. "Treeeeaaasssuuuuuureee… muuuuuust proootteeeeeeect!"

    "I knew it! We done triggered the curse!" I panicked. "Oh, real nice work there, boss. Yer gonna get our souls trapped in here for all eternity!"

    "Whoa, the Armored Adventurer was a Golisopod? Who would've thunk it?" Torracat gasped. "Actually, that name seems like a dead giveaway. I can't believe we didn't realize it sooner."

    "That's what yer focused on?" I yowled, ducking a swipe from the massive bug. "This thing wants to slice us to ribbons! It's his undead spirit or whatever."

    "Well, it's types are bug and water, so you're the best guy to deal with it," Torracat declared.

    "Then help keep me safe, doggone it!" I squawked. Golisopod's spirit let out a roar. The spikes on its right arm extended into glowing blue blades and it ran forward. It hurtled its arm around and slammed Torracat, knocking him back into a pile of gold.

    "Ooooog… what just hit me?" Torracat groaned.

    "That were one heck of a Razor Shell," I gasped. Course, now the spirit had its back to me. So, it was high time to get in some offense. I darted downward into an air current and hit Golispod's back with Aerial Ace. Problem was, his back were coated in thick armor. I thought I dealt some decent damage, until the spirit whirled around and broadsided me with a blue-bladed swipe of Razor Shell. I desperately flapped my wings to maintain my altitude, but Golispod focused squarely on me. "S-Stay back, you cooky spook!" I squawked, trying to use my smaller size to zip around the big feller. If'n there were ever a moment I wished I were a Braviary, it was right then for sure.

    A shower of coins exploded out from behind us. Metang hovered forward, his metal face glowing bright pink. Golispod had time to turn around and let out a confused, "Groh," before he got Zen Headbutted back into the remains of his crystal.

    "Nice shot, Mets!" Torracat exclaimed. "You okay?"

    Yes, however we are down another Reviver Seed, Metang reported. Luckily, I do not believe the spirit can use the attack that knocked me out again.

    Cripes! It had knocked Metang out in one blow? That didn't inspire all that much confidence. "Look alive!" I shouted, flying overhead to try and position myself behind the spirit. Golisopod lumbered forward, both arms lighting up with Razor Shell blades. Torracat frowned and fired a Flamethrower, hoping it would keep the spirit at bay.

    But Golisopod didn't seem that bothered. A garbled roar sounded and Golisopod stomped forward, swinging both his arms at Torracat. Metang flew in front of the boss, face lit up with psychic energy. The Razor Shells bounced of Metang's glowing face, but he fell down to the ground from the force of the collision. Golisopod turned his sights on Torracat and lunged forward.

    "Boss!" I shouted and made my move. Another Aerial Ace, of course. It were the best thing in that situation. I slammed into Golisopod's back as hard as I could manage, sending him crashing to the ground. That let Torracat run away unharmed. He spun around and returned the favor with a Flamethrower, giving me time to retreat and set up another angle for attack.

    Golisopod roared furiously and lumbered to his feet. He spun around, snuffing out any lingering traces of Torracat's attack. Metang took this time to fire a wave of Confusion, hoping to knock Golisopod back on the ground. But the spirit held tough and lunged at Metang. This time his arms lit up green and he slashed Metang in the face with a nasty X-Scissor. Again, my pardner got flung across the cave, smacking into a mound of gemstones. He sank down to the ground, swirls in his eyes. I realized all too late that I shouldn't have stolen a glance at him. Next thing I knew I'd done been plucked out of the sky and clubbed across the chest with a Razor Shell blade.

    I landed right next to Metang, who was glowing from taking in the energy of another Reviver Seed. "Ugh, just how much of a whooping can that spirit take?" I groaned. "Are we making any headway against it?"

    I am unsure, Metang replied. But it is inadvisable to leave Torracat on his own against this oppo–.

    "Eyyyyyaaaaaaaaagh!"

    Torracat flew over our heads and struck a light crystal. He flopped to the ground with a dazed look about him.

    "Treeeeaaaaasuuuuuuuurrrreeeeeee!" Golisopod hissed, fixing his sites on the three of us. Torracat needed time for a Reviver Seed to kick in. So, I jumped in front of him and spread my wings protectively. The spirit's empty eyes glowed as bright as all the blue crystals. Light exploded out all around him. I had to shield my eyes with a wing. When the light faded, there weren't no trace of Golispod nowhere.

    "What the–? Where did he go?" I asked. "Mets, you seeing anything?"

    Analyzing… analy–

    A blur of blue light raced right in front of me. It somehow ran over Metang, sending him rolling down the pile of gems. My eyes widened to the size of melons.

    "What the heck was that?" Torracat asked, now back on his feet.

    "How should I know? Maybe it's part of that crazy curse ya done triggered?" I replied. I should've known better than to complain like that. But I were mighty scared with Golisopod's spirit running about.

    "Well, we have to stop it, or we're never getting out of here."

    I noticed a light crystal to our left glowing brighter than any of the others. That light gathered up around the crystal and looked like it was going to fire at us. "Duck!" I shouted, and tackled the boss to the ground. The same blur of light that got Metang raced over our heads. I had just enough time to roll over and see the blur strike a different light crystal. Weren't too hard to put two and two together from there. "Boss, the spirit's done jumping between the crystals," I said.

    Torracat's eyes narrowed. "Then we're smashing up some light crystals. That'll leave Golisopod with nowhere to hide."

    "But that's our main source of light!" I protested.

    "You have a better idea?"

    I saw the spirit getting ready to crystal-jump again. "Nope," I cawed, and took off into the air. Torracat turned and raced to his right. He dodged the blur and shot a quick burst of Flamethrower at the crystal in front of him. My heart sank when it failed to do anything.

    Inadvisable. Excessive force is needed to shatter the crystals. Not heat, Metang said. Golisopod's spirit crystal-jumped once again. Metang fired a burst of psychic energy toward the ground, pushing himself higher up to dodge the attack. He also managed to lash out at a ceiling crystal with a Metal Claw. It broke and sent shards falling to the ground.

    "Grrrroooooooooooooooooaaaaaaggggh!"

    "Did y'all hear that?" I gasped.

    "Yup. The spirit sure didn't like Mets wrecking that crystal," Torracat said. "Maybe the crystals are tied to the curse somehow? He did pop out of one!"

    A spark lit up in my brain. "That must be it, boss. If we break the crystals, we can weaken Golisopod enough to make him vulnerable!" Both of us had to jump apart to dodge Golisopod's spirit. It struck the wall behind us and started retreating toward a nearby light crystal.

    "In that case, let's try to keep the spirit busy," I suggested. "Mets! You've gotta break them crystals, pardner."

    Understood. Metang floated off toward the far part of the cave. Meanwhile, I turned around and charged toward the light crystal holding Golisopod. I slashed the thing, then quickly backwinged outta there so Torracat could douse it in a stream of fire. The crystal glowed and Golisopod's form fell out of it.

    The moment it did, Golisopod charged forward. I expected him to go for Torracat with Razor Shell, so I done called up a wind tunnel to hit his side with Aerial Ace. That knocked him down the pile of gemstones. "Treeeasssssuuuuuuuure!" Golisopod howled while two crystals shattered off in the distance.

    "Keep it up, Mets!" I encouraged, before flying upward to dodge a swipe of Golisopod's Razor Shell.

    "Gimme an elixir, Rufflet," Torracat called. "My Flamethrower's faltering."

    "I'm… a bit… YOW!" I had to dive out of the air, cause Golisopod dissolved into a ball of light again. He struck the wall once more and raced for a light crystal. My eyes widened when I noticed Metang floating toward the same one.

    "Hold back, Mets!" I yelled, but it were too late. Golisopod shot out from the crystal, knocking Metang to the ground. He entered the only other remaining light crystal. I tossed Torracat his elixir and flew over to Metang.

    "Cripes, this guys just won't quit," Torracat complained. He turned and spat a Flamethrower at the occupied crystal, with little effect. I gave Metang an oran berry and helped him back up. Then I flew forward, only to end up slamming into a pile of coins. Golisopod had crystal-jumped right into me.

    The whole cavern was spinning. I tried plucking an oran berry out of the toolkit, but my strength failed me. That spirit did me in with that blow. I spent a few moments out cold before my vision returned. Torracat was over by my side to help me to my feet.

    "How's the battle?" I mumbled.

    "He's hiding in the last crystal," Torracat reported. "We'll take it out together."

    I stumbled to my feet and found Metang at our side. The lone crystal in the room glowed crazy bright. I thought it were gonna explode on its own. But my teammates charged toward it. And I weren't about to ditch 'em. I flew along after them, using a burst of wind to speed forward. That let me strike the crystal first. That angered Golisopod, because a ball of light raced toward me. But I did my job. Metang had his opening and smashed that crystal wide open. The second he did, the ball of light stopped chasing me. It dropped to the ground, morphing back into Golisopod's usual form.

    "… ha! Not so tough without your precious crystals, huh?" Torracat laughed and fired off a Flamethrower. It struck Golisopod's back and the spirit let out a mighty loud hiss.

    "Nuuooooooooh! Treeeeaaaasuuuuuurrreeee… myyyyy treeeeeaaaaasssuuuuure!"

    Golisopod fell to his knees. I didn't want to see any more fancy tricks or hex-powered nonsense, so I dive-bombed him from above. Then Metang hammered him with a Zen Headbutt. Golisopod reached a shaky arm out toward us, only for it to start dissolving right in front of us. "Can… not… beeeeeeeeeeee!" Golisopod howled as his body disappeared, leaving the cavern pitch black.

    "We did it!" Torracat cheered. "We dispelled the curse!"

    "Yeah," I sighed. "Remind me never to speak to no Ninetales in my lifetime."

    "I think this means it's safe to nab some treasure and go," Torracat said. "Anyone have any idea where that journal got off to?"

    But at that moment, the room started shaking. Light spilled into it from on high. All three of us turned around, eyes widening in shock.

    "At last… the legendary treasure of the Armored Adventurer is all mine for the taking!"

    I heard Torracat's claws scrape the rocks. "… Feraligatr," he growled. "So, the scavengers caught up to us."

    Looks like we weren't outta troubled waters yet.

    XxX​

    Restless Spirit, Golisopod
    Having eternally bound his soul to this plane of reality, Golisopod rises to defend his treasure from would-be thieves. Aside from his usual attacks, he can jump between the large crystals scattered throughout his treasure horde. But just how did Golisopod come to be like this? What sort of strange magic lurks behind Ninetales' curse?
     
    Chapter 12
  • This chapter was originally posted on October 2nd, 2017.

    XxX

    Chapter 12: Dead 'Mon Tells No Tales

    Torracat had clamped a paw around my beak before I could say anything. He shoved me behind a pile of jewels. "Sshhhh!" he whispered. "Let's lay low. Maybe we can sneak out while they're preoccupied with the treasure."

    "Yer actually gonna let 'em take this stuff?" I gasped.

    "Some of it, yeah," Torracat answered. "There's way too much for any single group to take. Besides, they're just trying to scrape by in life."

    "But they attacked us," I protested. "Wait a sec." I narrowed my eyes at the boss. "This is about Riolu, ain't it? Why you still harping on her? We'll never see her again after this."

    "Because I can't just let a young Pokémon like us suffer at the hands of a bully," Torracat blurted out. "If they have this treasure, Feraligatr will leave her alone. I'm sure of it."

    "Cap'n! I heard someone. We ain't alone here," Prisma's voice carried. I groaned and rolled my eyes. So much for laying low. Maybe we could still weasel out of this without a fight?

    Wait a second. What was I thinking? Of course we could do that! "Psst… boss," I whispered. "I've got me an Escape Orb. Let's just grab some stuff and get going."

    "No. I'm not leaving without that journal," Torracat said. "I think we can negotiate with these guys. There's plenty of treas–"

    Our hiding spot exploded, burying us in a large pile of jewels. I thrashed about, trying to find my way out. This was the worst experience possible for a bird like me! Sure, they were jewels. But jewels were just colorful rocks, and I never did well with rocks. It took a solid minute, but I tunneled my way out, taking in a big gulp of air. It's not like I were drowning or nothing, but I weren't exactly breathing right when I was pinned down. It took a few moments for me to realize something was off. I hoisted up my wing, only to jump in surprise.

    "M-My toolbox!" I stammered. "Where'd it go?"

    "Looking for something, landlubber?"

    I looked straight ahead. Prisma stood where the pile of jewels once towered, spinning my toolbox kit by its strap. My heart leaped into my throat. I was just about to complain, but my brain done remembered about the Escape Orb. If I let 'em know about it, we were gonna be in a heap of trouble. Instead, I settled for shouting, "Give that back, ya varmint!"

    Prisma stuck her tongue out at me. "Never! It's me property now, scallywag."

    "Runt!" Feraligatr snarled, making Prisma jump. "Now's not the time to be acting like an immature pup. We're here for the treasure, not their worthless supplies!"

    "But cap'n, they be a rescue squad. There might be some valuable plunder in here," Prisma squeaked. Feraligatr lashed out, striking Prisma across the face. She collapsed on the ground and Feraligatr scooped up my toolkit.

    "You don't have any pull here, Runt," he hissed. "I'm the captain and I say what we take. Or do you want the crew leaving you like we found you? Because I'd be more than happy to obli– AIIIIYYYYYAAAAAAAAGH!"

    Torracat had lunged at Feraligatr and crunched down on his scaly shoulder. Feraligatr thrashed about but couldn't buck the boss off. Metang managed to cordon Mareanie off and hit him square between his eyes with a psychically-charged headbutt. And at that point, the battle was on!

    Prisma managed to get to her feet and lunge at Torracat. "Get off the cap'n!" she barked, grabbing hold of the boss and dragging him to the ground. Feraligatr locked eyes with me and I quickly found myself flying backwards to dodge a big, gushing Hydro Pump stream.

    "I'm-a pluck those feathers of yours off one by one, kid," Feraligatr threatened. His teeth started frosting over and he ran right after me. Fortunately, I was way more agile. I dipped down toward the ground. By the time Feraligatr lunged to use Ice Fang, I had already flown around him. I kicked up a wind turbine and let it carry me straight into Feraligatr's back. He fell onto some gold coins.

    But Feraligatr bounced back mighty quick. He rolled to his feet and jumped toward me. I didn't have the time to pull up. Instead, he bit down on my wing, encasing it in a thick layer of ice and making me squawk in pain. Feraligatr pinned me underneath his large frame. "You rescue types think you're so tough," he scoffed. "But when it gets right down to it, you can't hold a candle to battle-hardened Pokémon like me."

    Feraligatr opened his mouth to attack when a blast of pink energy knocked him of mef. Metang floated above me and brought one of his arms crashing down against my wing. It shattered the ice, allowing me to hop to my feet and take to the air, banking toward my right. "Mets! Ya gotta switch targets with me, pardner," I begged. "I can't hit Feraligatr from a distance and it's too risky to get in close."

    Understood, Metang replied. He turned around and floated in Feraligatr's direction. Mareanie didn't like that one bit, though. He shot a stream of piping-hot water at Metang. But Metang must've seen a dirty shot like that coming. He veered off to his right and the Scald went straight into Feraligatr. It didn't do much damage, but it sure made the varmint mighty angry.

    "Mareanie, you fool! Watch where you're aiming or I'll see to it you don't get a cut of any of this stuff," Feraligatr hissed. Mareanie tensed up, giving me the perfect opening to fly in front of him and slash him with my feet. I quickly pulled up and rolled to my right. Poisonous stems whizzed past my left side, nearly knocking me off course.

    "… you don't have to do this, Riolu. I've seen how your so-called crew treats you," I overheard Torracat pleading. I took a quick look and saw him ducking a Force Palm strike from Prisma.

    "The crew is me family!" Prisma hissed. "Without them I'll be all alone, with nowhere to go and no one to turn to!"

    Hoo boy. Torracat really wanted to get through to the gal. That was gonna make things harder. I made a sharp right to fly over to the boss.

    "Hey, get back here! I'm not finished with you," Mareanie hissed, trying to hop after me. Scalding water raced forward, but sailed wide of me. Seems Mareanie couldn't attack all that well while moving. Which was perfect for me. I quickly doubled back, summoned a wind tunnel, and careened into his squishy head. This sent him flying back into a rock wall.

    When I turned away from Mareanie, I found Torracat on his back, with Prisma trying to pin him down. "Rrrggghhrrr… you're… quite the scrapper," the boss grunted.

    "This treasure be ours for the taking!" Prisma hissed. She raised an arm up to strike Torracat with Force Palm. I darted forward and slashed her in the shoulder. Course, this done messed up my momentum. Next thing I knew, the two of us were tumbling into some of the treasure. Seconds later, my chest plume was on fire! I smacked the ground and had to snuff out the flames by rolling around. Prisma ran toward me, her eyes blazing in anger. Lucky for me, Torracat barreled into her and quickly bit down on her leg with flame-coated fangs, tripping her up.

    "Just listen to me, Riolu," he begged. "Do you really think Feraligatr's going to let you have any of this treasure for yourself?"

    "Rrrrgggh… shut up!" Prisma yelled and lashed out with a spiraling Sky Uppercut. She struck the boss in the jaw, upending him. I didn't have any time to help him either, because boiling water grazed my right shoulder, signifying Mareanie was back in action. I flew forward, zigzagging through the air to try and confuse him.

    "Hold still, you stupid bird," Mareanie growled. He spun around and hurled more purple Poison Jab spikes in my direction. I barely strafed them while I swooped in to attack. Mareanie's eyes widened right before I used a gust of wind to ram his frontside. He tumbled backward and I broke off once again.

    CLANG!

    I flinched as Feraligatr sank black, shadowy fangs down on Metang metal skull. That varmint still had my toolbox kit. Worse yet, I saw him pull out one of our oran berries while Metang was dazed. He scarfed it down, then turned and fired a massive Hydro Pump at me. I weren't expecting him to notice me, so I got blasted clean out of the sky. I crashed down in the middle of the cave and everything went black. It took several seconds for a Reviver Seed to kick in and get me back to my feet. But this weren't good. We were gonna run out of those pretty soon, and then who knows what the scavengers would do?

    "Hey, cap'n!" Prisma croaked, trying to scramble away from Torracat. "Can't ye give me one of them berries? I be feeling a touch weak."

    Feraligatr turned and glared at her. "Didn't I already tell you you've lost ration privileges? Stop complaining and deal with Torracat or you'll be facing limited rations for far longer."

    Prisma winced and looked down. That gave Torracat a second wind. He directed his anger toward Feraligatr, lunging toward the varmint and sinking his fangs into his stomach. I turned away from the howling gator and flew at Prisma, whacking her from behind.

    "Y'know, my boss is awful concerned about ya," I said, moving higher in the air to dodge Prisma's flaming leg. "Frankly, I'm not sure yer worth the trouble. But, how can ya really stand to be around a Pokémon that treats ya like that?"

    "Eyyyyaaaaaaah!"

    Torracat sprinted past us, with Feraligatr in pursuit. "Runt!" he barked. "If you don't start pulling your weight in this fight, I'll toss you into the ocean myself!"

    Prisma narrowed her eyes and she lunged at me. I tried to fly up, but her Blaze Kick connected with my chest, sending me sputtering toward the ground. "You fools just don't understand," she hissed, "I owe my life to Feraligatr and his crew. I can't turn my back on them. Things don't work that way with us scavengers. A life debt takes a lifetime to repay. Walking out on it isn't an option."

    "But you don't need to keep that up, you know," I countered, pecking her right between the eyes. She stumbled back and I rolled forward, striking her with my chest. Now I had the upper hand – err, wing – in our little tussle. "I'm sure you can make decisions fer yerself. But, hey, if you want to be unhappy the rest of yer life, go right ahead. Ain't no skin off my bones."

    I jumped into the air before Prisma could hit me with a glowing paw. "And where would ye expect me to go? Us scavengers are outlaws. The only place awaiting me on the mainland is one of them jail cells."

    "That's not true!" Torracat shouted, running past us. A Hydro Pump stream raced past the two of us moments later. And then out of some coins exploded Mareanie, on the receiving end of one nasty blow from Metang. That proved enough to knock that varmint's lights out. For a moment I wondered if one of our Reviver Seeds would turn traitor. But nothing happened to Mareanie, thankfully.

    Metang turned his attention to Feraligatr and rifled off a spiraling pink wave. Feraligatr stumbled about from the blow. He wheeled on Metang and sprinted toward him, dark energy encasing his fangs. Metang was already on the move, which gave Torracat the chance to head toward me and Prisma. She looked at us and narrowed her eyes.

    "Oh, I see how it is. Trying to double-team a lass, eh? You landlubbers are pure scum!" she hissed, launching into a swirling Sky Uppercut. My wing done got clipped, but I was able to maintain my altitude.

    "You can come with us to the Horizon Exploration Guild," Torracat said. "I can vouch for you with the Guildmaster."

    "Uh, boss, ya sure that's really a good idea? I don't know if she'll fit in all that well," I muttered. Prisma didn't seem to think highly of it either. Her response was to smack Torracat right in the face with glowing palm. His legs gave out and he crumpled to the ground.

    "How stupid do ye take me to be?" she spat. "The second I set foot in a guild I'll be tossed into the brig to rot away for who knows how long!"

    "Runt!" Feraligatr roared, failing to chomp down on Metang and getting struck in the side by a psychically-charged Zen Headbutt. "What are you doing talking to those blathering fools? If you're not gonna pull your weight, then at least start grabbing treasure so we can make a run for it!"

    Prisma winced and scrambled toward one of the coin piles. Torracat jumped in front of her. "I'm being serious here. The Guildmaster's my dad. I'm sure he'll believe me if I tell him you're a good Pokémon at heart."

    My eyes widened. "Boss, don'tcha think yer better of keeping something like that to yerself?" I was about ready to knock Prisma's lights out with an Aerial Ace, but she had frozen in front of the boss.

    "I… I…" she mumbled. "But Feraligatr… could still find me. I… I don't wanna…"

    "RUNT!" Feraligatr snarled as Metang tackled him to the ground. "What are you standing around for? I swear, when this is over I'll slash you up and leave you for dead on the beach, just like I found ya!"

    Torracat frowned as Prisma raised a fist, readying a Force Palm. But then, to his surprise, she whirled around and ran toward Feraligatr. She shut her eyes and shrieked loud enough to make my feathers stand on end. Metang floated to the side, blasting Feraligatr with psychic energy. This sent him staggering toward Prisma, eyes wide in confusion.

    "I've had enough of your threats!" she cried, and hammered her Force Palm into Feraligatr's chest. Torracat grinned from ear to ear.

    "I can't believe ya actually got through to her," I muttered. "Only you, boss. Only you."

    "… heh." Torracat puffed out his chest. "I knew my charm would win her over eventually. Now, come on. Let's put the kibosh on this lousy scavenger." He ran toward Prisma and Feraligatr, yelling, "Give it up. You're surrounded!"

    "Never!" Feraligatr snarled. "This treasure's rightfully mine. It was collected by a seafarer. As a scourge of the seas, I have claim to all of this loot! So, shove off!"

    "No." Torracat shook his head. "Golisopod was a brave adventurer who lived for the thrill of exploring. And he made sure that the honest members of his crew got their fair shares of treasure. Why do you think he never bothered selling any of this stuff? He could've made a fortune!"

    "Yeah," I agreed, "Yer just a no-good crook who only looks out fer himself!"

    "There's more than enough treasure here for all of us," Torracat said. "But you don't deserve any of it. Not with the way you treat Riolu."

    "Um, that's not my name."

    Feraligatr's eye twitched. "My 'crew' is nothing but a bunch of lazy hacks! Especially the little runt over there. They're dead weight… you hear me! And with this score of treasure, I can cut them all loose." He lumbered to his feet, baring his fangs. "I won't let you take this treasure from me!" he roared. "Have you forgotten… I have your bag here?"

    He raised up the toolbox kit. "Either you stand aside and let me take this treasure or I'll smash up everything in here!"

    I glanced up just in time to see Metang's eyes flash blue. Feraligatr's arm seized up and my toolbox flew out of his hand. Metang grabbed hold of it. Inventory secured. You have lost your leverage. Surrendering is the only option.

    Feraligatr's eyes widened. "W-What the–? This can't be happening!" He clenched his fists. "I finally find the Armored Adventurer's legendary treasure, and a bunch of no-good rescuers and the stupid, snot-nosed runt I saved from starving to death on some random beach are trying to stop me! It ain't fair!" He backed away from us. "Ha… ha… I ain't letting it end here. I will have this treasure no matter what!" Feraligatr turned and sprinted toward one of coin piles. He lunged at it, but I slammed into the varmint and knocked him into a wall. This time around, he didn't hit it with no simple thump. Instead, the rock wall started splintering.

    I gulped. "Uh… boss?" The cracks widened while Feraligatr sank to the ground. In fact, they were spreading toward the ceiling.

    "What is it?" Torracat asked, scooping up Golispod's journal and pushing as much treasure as he could toward Metang.

    "We might want to deploy that Escape Orb right about now," I said.

    "What, you're just going to leave me here?" Prisma gasped.

    Before I could explain anything, the wall above Feraligatr collapsed. Giant chunks of rock fell to the ground, burying him alive. The cave started shaking and more debris rained down from the ceiling.

    The structural integrity of the cavern is deteriorating! We must evacuate immediately! Metang declared. He finished putting away some treasure, reached into the toolbox, and grabbed the Escape Orb.

    "Quick! Everyone reach out and touch as much treasure as you can," Torracat hollered, placing the diary in his mouth and splaying his body across all the treasure as he could reach. Likewise, I draped my wings over a wingspan's worth of jewelry.

    "What about me?" Prisma hollered. The rocks were getting close to her.

    "Jus gwab muh tawl," Torracat yelled, voice muffled by the journal.

    "Eww… are you kidding?" Prisma's snout wrinkled in disgust.

    "Twust me!"

    Cringing, Prisma wrapped a paw around the boss's tail. The floor's exit was now sealed off by fallen rock shards. Metang hoisted the Escape Orb high. A blinding light swept across the room, teleporting us safely out of the dungeon.

    XxX

    ~Stormcracker Isle~

    I have deployed the flare to request Sharpedo transportation back to Azure Cape. We can walk to the guild from there, Metang announced. The rest of us were seated on the beach, staring out at the ocean.

    "Thanks, Mets," I said. "You sure yer okay carrying that treasure? I can take the toolbox kit back if'n you want."

    It is fine, Metang replied. Your wings were damaged in battle. It is best that you not strain them further before Blissey can heal them.

    I nodded my thanks.

    "We've also got to thank you, Riolu," Torracat said. "No idea how things would've escalated with Feraligatr back there if you hadn't stepped in."

    Prisma poked at the sand. "Yeah," she whispered. "Are… are you really going to take me to your guild?"

    "You'll be fine," Torracat insisted. "Like I said, I just need to talk things out with the Guildmaster."

    "Err, boss, do you really think it's such a good idea to bring her back there with us?" I asked in a whisper. Torracat gave me a look that said I needed to get with his program mighty quick. I sighed. "Guildmaster Lycanroc's a very nice feller," I stoically told Prisma. "Done gave me an amazing malasada on my last birthday."

    "Well, that's easy for you to say," Prisma grumbled. "If he's Torracat's dad, of course he's gonna treat you guys nice. But I'm just some random pup, who spent the last few years hopping islands to scrounge up whatever I could find on them."

    "Uh, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly happened to you?" Torracat said.

    Prisma glared at the ground. "That's… personal."

    Torracat frowned. "But, it would really help out your case if I could give my dad the full story. Plus, my teammates could back me up. Right guys?" I gave the boss a bewildered look while Metang didn't even acknowledge him. "I said… right guys?"

    "Err, yeah, of course," I said, shaking my head.

    Affirmative, Metang added.

    "See? C'mon, I'm sure whatever it is that happened can't be that bad, right?"

    Torracat couldn't see it because of where he was sitting, but I noticed Prisma's right hand ball into a fist around some sand. She reached up and started adjusting her bandanna. That's when I saw what looked like some scrap of paper poking out of it. Prisma stuffed it back against her neck before I could get a closer look.

    "Look, I don't know how I ended up under Feraligatr's care, okay?" she growled. "All I can remember is suddenly waking up in some little cave on the edge of the water. Feraligatr said he'd found me passed out and half-buried in the sand on some beach. Said that I would've starved to death if he hadn't brought me to his ship. That meant I owed my life to him and needed to work for him." She hung her head in shame. "What was I supposed to do in that situation? He was bigger and stronger than me. And he said if I tried to walk out, he'd leave me for dead on the beach, just like he found me."

    "Hey, no one's blaming you," Torracat assured her. He leaned over and rubbed Prisma's back.

    Well, I kinda blamed her. But I weren't about to say anything to spoil the moment. Because it had pretty much clicked for me. Torracat done had a crush on the gal! That bleeding heart of his got us in hot water, again! Sure, things could've gone way worse, but this whole adventure would've been much smoother if he weren't lusting after Prisma. Maybe I couldn't say anything in the moment, but he was in for a tongue-lashing once we were back at the guild.

    "What's gonna happen to me at the guild?" Prisma wondered. "Am I gonna have to work some sort of job, or–?"

    "It depends. You could just be a staff member that offers up a helping hand. But I think you'd make a great explorer," Torracat chirped. "You can't join our team, of course, but you could take assignments on your own or link up with some other members of equal or lower rank. Who knows, if you get good enough, maybe you can take on a job with the three of us?"

    Prisma looked down again. "So, I'd just end up travelling places, like I did with Feraligatr?"

    "Sort of," Torracat said. "The difference is that you can control what you choose to do. And, it gives you the chance to help other Pokémon instead of attack them. Not to mention, there's the prospect of being able to find treasure like we did or earn reward money." He leaned in toward Prisma. "Doesn't it sound at least a little bit exciting?"

    "I… suppose?" Prisma muttered. "It'd just… take some getting used to, that's all. All I've ever really known is scavenging."

    Torracat smiled. "Well, I'm sure some of those skills can transfer to exploring." Gods, he was being so sweet it was sickening. "But I think you can do it, Riolu."

    This caused her to put on a sour face. "Why do you keep calling me that?" she growled.

    The boss look surprised. "What do you mean? You're a Riolu. Plain as day."

    "I have a name, you know," Prisma said. "It's Prisma. Feraligatr laughed when I said that to him. Are you going to act the same way?"

    Torracat and I exchanged confused looks. "A… name?" Torracat parroted. "I'm sorry, I'm not sure I understand."

    Prisma looked dumbfounded. "Did I hit you in the head too hard? How can you not know what a name is? It's what you call yourself."

    "Well, yeah, I call myself Torracat because I'm a Torracat," Torracat said. "What else would I call myself?"

    "Something unique," Prisma said. "Otherwise, what's the point?"

    Torracat shrugged. "It's not like any of us have any problems talking to each other. Besides, all your old teammates were like us, weren't they?"

    Prisma rubbed her foot in the sand. "How could I have known? I wasn't allowed to call them by anything other than their ranks."

    I raised a confused brow. "If'n there's anyone here who hit their head a bit too hard, it's you, pardner. Yer practically speaking nonsense, if you ask me."

    Prisma's eyes darted about in confusion. "I… I don't understand," she squeaked. Then she sighed and rubbed her temples. "You know what? Forget I said anything. Just call me Riolu. It's not a big deal, I guess."

    Torracat scooted up beside her. "Hey, no need to get worked up. If you want to be called Prisma, I'll call you Prisma."

    Her expression immediately brightened up. "Y-You will?"

    "Sure. It's no problem," Torracat said. He looked over at me.

    "… hrmph. Don't be expecting no special treatment from me, missy," I said. "Yer Riolu. That's all there is to it."

    Torracat rolled his eyes. "Don't mind him. I think the heat's finally getting to him." He extended a forepaw forward. "Anyway, let me be the first to welcome you to the guild. I'm sure we'll work great together in the future."

    Riolu took his forepaw and shook it slowly. "I don't get it. Why are you being so nice to me? I attacked you guys, after all."

    Torracat waved it off. "It wasn't your fault. If you weren't afraid of Feraligatr, I'll bet none of that would have happened." He gave her a warm smile and I had to resist the urge to gag. "Besides, I like to believe in the words of this one famous explorer: 'Truly bad Pokémon… don't really exist anywhere.'"

    Oh brother. That couldn't have sounded more rehearsed if the boss had tried. Still, I had to give him this, he was putting in the effort to win her heart. And it looked like it was working, to boot.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "This is remarkable!"

    Guildmaster Lycanroc sat looking at our haul, blue eyes wide in amazement. "You… you really found some of the Armored Adventurer's treasure?"

    "Well, we done would've got even more if the cavern hadn't caved in on us," I reported.

    It's still quite the impressinative accomplishment, Magearna said. One of her arms had turned into some sort of fancy, plate-shaped doodad. She ran it across the treasure pile. And is this really the Armored Adventurer's personal journal?

    Affirmative. Its contents describe numerous expeditions, Metang reported. Magearna picked it up and flipped through it. Furthermore, we have ascertained that the Armored Adventurer was a Golisopod.

    "Fantastic! And it seems you've brought yourselves back a friend," Lycanroc continued.

    "This is Prisma, da– I mean, Guildmaster," Torracat introduced. "She was unwillingly serving as part of a scavenger crew we ran into on the island. They were trying to get the treasure, too."

    "Don't mind the 'Prisma' bit, sir," I cut in. "Riolu will do just fine fer her." I'm pretty sure that made her glare at me, but I didn't care.

    "I see." Lycanroc nodded. "And now you're looking to put your skills to work helping Pokémon and exploring Horizon?"

    Riolu bowed her head. "Y-Yessir!" she squeaked. "I… I'm very sorry for attacking your son. I want to do my best to become a contributing guild member in any way I can."

    Lycanroc chuckled. "It's okay, Riolu. You don't have to explain yourself. You look like a pretty reasonable girl to me. We'd be happy to have you in the Horizon Guild. I'll just talk to Leafeon. She can get you situated and help you fill out the proper paperwork."

    Riolu nodded. Leafeon appeared in the Guildmaster's doorway and escorted her out of the room.

    "So, I think it's pretty much a technicality at this point, but I can officially say you cleared your exam mission with flying colors!" Lycanroc declared. He dropped a pouch to the ground and out of it spilled three shiny, golden badges. "Here are your official veteran rank badges, with all the perks they entail you to."

    "Yeehaw!" I chirped, scooping up my badge. "Wait'll the folks back home get wind of this."

    "Obviously, I can't have Leafeon get you situated in the veterans' quarters, since she's busy with Riolu. I suppose you can go grab some chow from Meganium," Lycanroc said. "Once again, congratulations. I knew you guys could pull it off."

    "Thanks, dad," Torracat said.

    Lycanroc smiled. "It's my pleasure, son." He walked forward and pat Torracat on the head. "Don't tell this to anyone else, but I think the three of you are gonna do a swell job running this place in the future. I can feel it in my bones."

    Torracat rubbed the bridge of his nose. "… heh. We'll do our best!"

    XxX​

    And so, we succeeded in getting our veteran status. Frankly, things only took off from there. My teammates and I took on tougher missions, bringing in more rewards, but also more experience with our battles. It took a few weeks, but I was able to realize my dream of evolving into a Braviary. My teammates weren't terribly far behind either. We really became Team MIB: Metagross, Incineroar, and Braviary.

    All the while, the boss showed Prisma the ropes of exploring. She caught on quicker than I expected, making it all the way to veteran rank without much of a hassle. It made her so happy she done evolved into Lucario on the day of her veteran promotion, as cheesy as it sounds. Still, that got the boss's attention. Pretty soon the two of them became inseparable. Heck, they were mates well before Lycanroc stepped down and handed over the reins of the guild.

    Incineroar became the new Guildmaster. He initially kept Leafeon as his assistant, but it weren't long before she retired and I ended up taking on her job. I was mighty shocked he didn't pick Lucario. But, to my surprise, he told me that she had turned down the offer. She said her heart would never be in that job. She needed to be out exploring. At the time, I didn't question it. Now, I can't help but wonder if there was another reason to it.

    Yup, that mission sure did lead us all toward a brighter future. At least, that's how it felt…


    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory, Present Day~

    Braviary flipped a page in the binder, revealing a picture of his team, alongside a smiling Lucario, and a young Absol. In her arms, Lucario held a blue egg with black stripes. Incineroar had a paw placed on top of the egg, with his other paw resting on his mate's shoulder.

    'I remember this,' Braviary thought. 'Of course, they took Gallian in and reared him like he was their own kid. But they were overjoyed to finally have an egg after years of trying. And now, she's grown up and here in the guild, only…'

    Braviary closed the binder and placed it back in its shelf. 'Where did everything go wrong?' he wondered. 'I had to get rid of Gallian's records, and now the Guildmaster wants Lucario's records removed, too. First Incineroar perishes on a mission, then Lucario walks out on us, and if that weren't enough, Gallian abandons us shortly after. No wonder Riolu's feeling so blue. Has she even told her partner about this stuff?'

    His brow furrowed. 'Since the day we met, I've always thought something was off about you, Lucario. I held my tongue because Incineroar loved ya so much and he was my friend. But I should've spoken up... I should've told him the truth.' He took a new binder off his shelf, and opened it up to look at drawings of Shane and Tessa. 'What kind of mother runs out on her own kids, huh? What kind of mother won't even tell her family she ain't supposed to be a Pokémon? Is that why you ran away? Did you find a way back to your real home?' He shuddered at the thought. 'Then what were Incineroar, Riolu, and Gallian to you, huh?'

    Braviary shut the binder and looked up toward the ceiling. "I hope you have a good reason for doing this stuff, Guildmaster. Riolu deserves to know about her mother... sooner rather than later."

    End of Special Episode 1

    XxX​

    Scavenging Crook, Feraligatr
    As the leader of a crew of outlaws, Feraligatr ferries his team from island to island, searching for anything valuable to flip for a profit. It's tough scraping out a living combing for treasures in Mystery Dungeons. But Feraligatr greatly prefers it over working some boring, dead-end job inside a building.
     
    Bonus: An Electrifying Spirit
  • @unrepentantAuthor @canisaries I'll get to your comments tomorrow, hopefully. Sorry for the delay. It's been a stupid busy week. ;~;

    I'm just here to post the first of several bonus parts. These are little extras, ranging from character bits to worldbuilding pieces to holiday specials and even an omake or two. This first one was posted on October 2nd, 2017. Enjoy!

    XxX

    Bonus: An Electrifying Spirit
    ~Sunrise Village, Sylveon's House~

    "Thanks for coming with me, Vulpix. After these last few days, I just didn't feel comfortable walking to Sunrise Village alone."

    Shane yawned and brushed his snout against a foreleg. "It's no biggie. But that leppa berry bread better be worth it."

    Tessa smirked. "You know, for someone who's only just recently taken up the local diet, you're growing to like it quite a bit."

    "What can I say? The food here is way better than the garbage I cook back home," Shane said. "It's just surprising. Where I'm from, canines have terrible senses of taste. I expected everything I would eat here to taste, I dunno, bitter or something."

    "Well, I can say with certainty the stuff Sylveon bakes is anything but bitter," Tessa declared. "I see the house up ahead. Let's go."

    They jogged down the hill and approached the house. Shane stood beside the door while Tessa knocked. "Hey, Sylveon. I'm here to babysit Eevee for you."

    "Tessa!"

    The door flew open. Shane yelped as it smacked him into the wall. Eevee sprinted out the door and Tessa stuck out her arms to keep herself from getting body slammed. "Hi, Eevee," she chirped. "Great to see you."

    "I missed you," Eevee cooed, rubbing his head against Tessa's belly.

    Fwump!

    Shane collapsed beside the open door, his eyes spinning in their sockets. "When is a door not a door? When it's a jaaaaaaaaaaar…" he moaned.

    "Oh, hey, it's Mr. Weirdo Vulpix," Eevee said. "Did he follow you here?"

    "Actually, I brought him along. Hope you don't mind," Tessa said. "C'mon, Vulpix, let's head inside."

    "Hang on, I'll be with you as soon as everything stops spinning," Shane groaned. Tessa rolled her eyes, walked over to her teammate, and hoisted him up to his feet. Shane made it about three steps forward before collapsing on his side.

    "Did he forget how to walk again?" Eevee wondered.

    "No, he's just being melodramatic," Tessa scoffed.

    "I don't know what that word means," Eevee chirped, wagging his tail.

    "Tessa. Great, you're here!" Sylveon called from inside the house. "I just finished making the leppa berry bread, so–"

    "Outta the way! Outta the way!" Shane bellowed, bolting to his feet and booking it inside the house.

    Eevee gave Tessa a confused look. She simply shrugged and led Eevee back into the house. Sylveon bid everyone farewell and departed the house. "Hey, Vulpix, don't drool on the bread," Tessa said, glancing at her partner. "We're all supposed to share it."

    "It just smells so goooooooood," Shane whined. "Hurry up and break me off a piece. You're the only one here with hands."

    "Then step back and let me divide it up," Tessa said. She approached the bread and split it into three. The trio proceeded to eat their meals. All the while, Eevee asked Tessa about the guild. She replied, with the help of some occasional tidbits from Shane. Eventually, the sun had set and Eevee yawned loudly.

    "Sounds like it's almost bed time, kiddo," Shane said.

    "Wait, don't I get a story?" Eevee asked, looking at Team Radiance with pleading eyes. "I haven't had any bedtime stories since last week."

    Tessa and Shane exchanged looks. "Uh, sure," Shane muttered. "Once upon time, there was a very loud Eevee who slammed a door into an innocent little Vulpix. The Vulpix forgave the Eevee because his mom made some delicious bread. Then, the Eevee went to bed and the Vulpix returned to the guild to put a big bag of ice over the lump on his head. The end." He threw the door to Eevee's room open. "Okay, there's your story. G'night."

    Eevee frowned. "That was a terrible story!"

    "Hey, I didn't come up with it," Shane quipped, earning a confused look from Tessa.

    "I want a fun story," Eevee demanded. His eyes lit up. "Oh! Tell me the story about the big boom that made Voltaic Crater. I like that story."

    Shane raised a confused eyebrow. "Um, I don't know that one."

    "Then you tell it, Tessa," Eevee requested. "Pretty pweeeeeeeease?" He batted his eyelids at Tessa.

    "I don't know, Eevee. It's been awhile since I've heard the story for myself."

    "Aww, don't say that. I'll bet you can tell it great," Eevee said, jumping up onto his bed. "Come on, can't you at least try?"

    "Yeah, Riolu. Can't you?" Shane parroted, giving Tessa a cheeky grin.

    "Okay, fine," Tessa relented. "Let me just gather my thoughts for a moment. Okay, so, a long time ago in the Horizon Continent this fearsome black dragon appeared in the sky." She stuck her paws up into the air and bared her tiny fangs at Eevee.

    Shane raised a forepaw. "Lemme guess. It was Zekrom?"

    Tessa and Eevee gave Shane unamused looks. "Please hold your questions until the end of the story," Tessa deadpanned. "Now then, where was I? Let's see…"

    Zekrom hovered in the air, looking over the land. He saw nothing but rolling green hills around him. This made him mad! He craned his head up and roared, "Hear me, Land Spirit! Your boasts have reached my ears. I do not believe you speak with ideals in your heart. Face me, and I shall show you true strength!"

    He hovered there, searching for any sign of the Pokémon he was addressing. But no one appeared out of the fields. "… hmph. So, you have the audacity to taunt me like this? I will not stand for it! If you will not show your face, I shall cover these plains in a mighty lightning storm!"

    Zekrom heard a loud caw cut through the sky. He turned around, smirking. A bright ball of yellow electricity raced up from the ground. It flew up to Zekrom's eye level. Then the electricity dispersed, revealing one of the continent's protectors: Tapu Koko!

    "Finally decided to grow some backbone, have we?" Zekrom bellowed. "Well, it won't do you any good. My strength is unparalleled. None can wield electricity like me!"

    "Ha!"

    Zekrom narrowed his fierce, red eyes. "You laugh?"

    "Course I do, dude. Your voice puts an Exploud to shame," Tapu Koko responded. "Not everything needs to be shouted at the top of your lungs, you know."

    "SILENCE, WELP!" Zekrom thundered. His tail started glowing blue and electricity crackled around it. "Being true to one's sense of self is a key facet of expressing ideals. And I am the very essence of lightning. It is only appropriate that I roar with the intensity of rumbling thunder! Anything less is unacceptable!"

    "That line of thinking's totally bogus, dude," Tapu Koko exclaimed. "And there's more to harnessing electricity than just firing a really big Thunderbolt or whatever."

    "Enough! I know when I am being mocked," Zekrom shouted. "Your lack of respect for one of the world's mightiest Legendaries is insulting. Therefore I, Zekrom, will knock you down!"

    A big ball of blue electricity encased Zekrom and he raced forward. Tapu Koko closed up his protective shell and sped into the air, dodging him. Zekrom screeched to a halt and opened his maw. A giant blue Dragon Pulse bolt raced forward. Tapu Koko burst out of his shell and divebombed Zekrom. The dragon was taken completely aback as his attack harmlessly struck Tapu Koko. Next thing he knew, a blinding pink light erupted around him.

    "Grooooooaaaaaaah!" Zekrom roared in pain. He spread his wings to the side to stop his fall and looked up at Tapu Koko. The Land Spirit hung in the air, intently studying Zekrom. "So, you are fairy-type, huh?"

    "Like, I'm surprised you didn't catch on from the get-go," Tapu Koko scoffed. "As I said, my strength is not something to take lightly."

    "Ha ha ha ha! Maybe I do not have the most effective attacks to strike you with, little Land Spirit. But what I lack in effective moves, I make up for with RAW UNBRIDLED SPEED AND POWER! BEHOLD!"

    Zekrom's tail whirred to life and he raced forward. Psychic energy gathered around his head. But before he could get anywhere close to Tapu Koko, the Land Spirit flew away. He thrust his armored limbs to the side and, suddenly, electric particles filled up the air. The sky turned yellow before Zekrom's eyes.

    "What sort of trickery is this, Land Spirit?" Zekrom snarled. "To employ deceit in a duel like this is the ultimate insult! It spits in the face of ideals! I will not stand– or, rather, float for such insolence!"

    "Whoa, chillax, dragon dude," Tapu Koko exclaimed, "We Land Spirits are, like, one with nature around here. It lets us craft terrain to suit our abilities. Pretty righteous, huh?"

    "It is blasphemous!" Zekrom bellowed, sending sound waves shooting toward Tapu Koko. This took him by surprise. He could dodge some of the Hyper Voice, but a few sound waves struck and disoriented him.

    "Ugh, not very bodacious of you, bro," Tapu Koko groaned. "If you'd given me a sec to finish splainin' things to you, you'd have known my Electric Surge boosts all electric attacks for a short while. You say you're the embodiment of thunder? Then come at me, bro!"

    Zekrom roared and encased himself in electricity yet again. He charged toward Tapu Koko, but the Land Spirit withdrew into his shell and sped away. Zekrom's tail crackled and released a burst of energy, sending him speeding forward. But Tapu Koko curved upward and Zekrom raced underneath.

    "Quit flying about and let me hit you," Zekrom whined. He abruptly stopped himself and sent Thunderbolts streaking toward Tapu Koko. The Land Spirit retaliated with Thunderbolts of his own, but Zekrom's proved move stronger and seared Tapu Koko's arms. "Ha ha! See? Even with your deceitful trickery, my lightning far outranks yours, puny whelp!"

    "Yeah, well it's not a total bummer, dude. Because I can still do this!" Tapu Koko replied, filling the sky with sparkling pink energy. Zekrom engaged the booster in his tail and tried to speed away, but the Dazzling Gleam still hit him and sent him reeling. Tapu Koko sped forward, shooting lightning bolts to spear Zekrom's backside.

    Zekrom whirled around and dispelled Tapu Koko's attacks with his own Thunderbolts. Tapu Koko had to withdraw into his shell to minimize any damage. He spun around and his momentum deflected some of the bolts down toward the ground. The electricity struck the ground and started to race across the grass.

    Tapu Koko noticed the electricity. "Um, dude, maybe we ought to take this out over the ocean? I don't want to zap any little critters down below."

    "You should've thought of that before spitting on my pride!" Zekrom roared. "You have made your bed and you will lie in it." He tucked himself inside another ball of lightning and shot forward. Tapu Koko stood his ground this time. He thrust his arms apart and a Dazzling Gleam exploded outward. Zekrom's electric cage managed to slice through most of the attack. He slammed into Tapu Koko from above.

    Tapu Koko rocketed toward the ground. He hit the dirt with a loud THUD, leaving a sizeable impact crater. And electricity exploded out from his body, vaporizing the grass and racing around the nearby rocks. Tapu Koko looked over and saw the lightning from Zekrom's attack had not dissipated. In fact, in continued arcing through the fields, leaving barren rock behind.

    "Dude, no way!" Tapu Koko gasped.

    "Do you see now the power that I wield, puny whelp?" Zekrom bellowed. "Withdraw your comments on my strength and I shall forgive such insolence and leave you be."

    Tapu Koko rocketed back into the air, letting out a brilliant, blinding Dazzling Gleam. Zekrom howled as the attack washed over him. Now it was the big lug's turn to plummet toward the ground. But he managed to stop himself before he hit anything. He fired up his tail and shot upward. This bathed the hill beneath him in electricity, burning up grass in the process.

    "Enough!" Zekrom roared. "I have grown tired of this affair. You are as annoying as a Beedrill buzzing about my domain!" His crimson eyes crackled with electricity. "Have a taste of this!"

    Zekrom thrust his arms forward. Tapu Koko braced himself to dodge, but noticed no attack came out. Before he could say anything, however, a tremor wracked his entire body. He gasped and found himself struggling to keep his altitude. "What did you do to me?" he asked.

    "Ha ha ha! Just as you have your frilly little terrain-making trick, I too have my own ability. It is one that stands a true dedication to pursuit of ideals!" Zekrom replied. "It is Teravolt! And with it, I shall strike you with Earth Powers even as we float in the air. And now I shall use my ability to thoroughly beat you into submission. Then you will know my fury!"

    "Your vocabulary needs serious work, dude."

    Electricity crackled across Tapu Koko's arms. It gathered in front of him and took the form of a crystal sphere. He shattered the sphere and spread his arms out to the side. Orange beams of energy raced across his body.

    "I will let you employ no more trickery!" Zekrom snarled. He slammed his fists together, sending another shockwave racing forward. But Tapu Koko ducked under the Earth Power. He raises his arms skyward, and the orange energy surrounding him started expanding and turning yellow. Zekrom's eyes widened as it rapidly took the shape of a four-limbed giant! Tapu Koko withdrew into his shell and soared to the top of the creature, planting himself on what appeared to be its neck.

    "Th… this is… impossible!" Zekrom roared. "What is this madness?"

    "The power of nature, dude!" the giant boomed in Tapu Koko's voice and swiped at Zekrom. He barely managed to dodge.

    "No, I will not back down! I never back down!" Zekrom thundered, surrounding himself with electricity and charging forward. At the same time, the giant brought its arm up and then sent it crashing down. The instant Zekrom slammed into the giant, its fist connected with his skull. Both Tapu Koko and Zekrom exploded back from each other and hurtled toward the ground.

    They impacted at the same time. A pair of massive craters ruptured the earth, sending with them waves of lightning! The first wave vaporized the remaining grass and evaporated all the water in the ponds. And the remaining waves bathed the rocky remnants in electricity. In fact, so much electricity was dispelled from their duel, that it continued to linger around the crater even to this day. It became a habitat for wild electric-type Pokémon. Hence, we now call the place Voltaic Crater.


    Tessa sat back and let out a deep breath. "… and that's it. That's all I know."

    Eevee jumped about excitedly. "That was great! That was great!" He turned to Vulpix. "Didn't you think it was great? I really liked your Zekrom voice." He reared up on his hind legs, spread out his forepaws, and shouted, "Grooooooooar! I'm Zekrom and I'm a big, fat, jerk-head!"

    "Oh, brother," Shane muttered, rolling his eyes. "So, let me get this straight, Riolu. Zekrom battled this Tapu Koko thingy and they caused an explosion so big it made a Mystery Dungeon?"

    Tessa shrugged. "That's how I interpreted it."

    "But how would the terrain change if it's just a giant crater?" Shane wondered.

    "I know this one," Eevee said, raising a forepaw. "That's cause the Tapus have the power to reshape the continent. When they do, all the Mystery Dungeons change." He beamed at Tessa. "Did I answer that right?"

    "You sure did, buddy," Tessa said, tussling Eevee's head. "Unlike Vulpix, who forgot I told him that a few days ago."

    "Gag," Shane muttered, pointing a forepaw at his open mouth. "So, there are other Tapus, then?"

    "Yup," Tessa replied. "Any other questions?"

    "Yeah," Shane said. "What the heck was that move Tapu Koko did where he summoned a giant energy monster? That sounds incredible! What can we do to learn something like that?"

    Tessa scratched the bridge of her snout. "Hang on. I swear my dad told me about this once." She rubbed her temples. "Something about the Tapus being able to grant Pokémon the power to turn one of their moves into an extremely powerful attack during a battle. I don't remember what he called it, though."

    "… knock, knock. I'm home, Eevee!"

    Eevee jumped to his feet and ran to the door. "Hi, mommy," he greeted. "Did you have fun with your friends?"

    "I did, thank you," Sylveon replied. "Tessa, how was Eevee?"

    "A little angel. We had a nice, long story session," Tessa explained.

    "Wonderful," Sylveon chirped. "You two are more than welcome to say the night, if you'd like."

    "We'd love to, Sylveon. But we really should get back to the Observatory," Tessa said. "The guild's leaving on this big expedition tomorrow and I don't want to get locked out."

    "Okay then. Safe travels." Sylveon waved farewell and they exited the house.

    "See, Vulpix, that wasn't so bad," Tessa said. Shane didn't respond. She looked over at her partner, and noticed a gleam in his eyes.

    "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked.

    "Probably not. But I'll bite," Tessa said. "What are you thinking?"

    "That we find one of these Tapu guys and make them give us that special ability!" Shane declared. "I'll be able to save the world for sure with a power like that."

    Tessa rolled her eyes. "Let's take it one day at a time, Vulpix," she sighed.

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    There you have it. This first bonus was just a short introduction to Z-Moves, which will play a very important role in the story down the line. I'll still be posting the usual chapter this weekend. :)
     
    Chapter 13
  • With this chapter, we enter into a string of episodes that I affectionately refer to as "The Downward Spiral." The reason why should become evident as we go forward. If you were hoping for sunshine and rainbows, you've come to the wrong story. This chapter was originally posted on October 7, 2017.

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    ~Aeon Town~

    The sun had just started rising to signal a brand new day. Though Aeon Town's streets were empty, one Pokémon scurried up the main path. Whatever sort of body he had was totally hidden underneath a pale, yellow rag. His head flopped backwards as he ran, showing off a face that had been scribbled on the rag with crayon.

    "Hurff… heff… gotta hurry. Sun's almost up," he panted, climbing his way up the hill leading out of town. In the process, he nearly tripped over. The lightning-shaped stick on his back fell to the ground. He got up, tugging underneath his rag so the stick stood back up and resembled a proper tail.

    Eventually, he reached the top of the hill and looked around. "W-Well, I'm here," he muttered. "But where is–?"

    A white blur shot out of the bushes, scooping the rag-wearing Pokémon up off the ground. He got carried off into the forest, tumbling to the ground when his abductor skidded to a halt.

    "A-Absol! D-don't s-scare me l-like that!"

    Absol rolled his eyes. "… tch. You're a ghost-type, Mimikyu. Do you have any idea how pathetic that sounds?"

    Mimikyu looked down, trying to avoid Absol's fierce red eyes. "H-Hey, I c-could g-get in a l-lot of t-trouble for d-doing this, y'know?"

    "Quit your blubbering," Absol growled, lowering his black, serrated forehead scythe toward Mimikyu's rag. Mimikyu squeaked and shrank back. "Do you have the TM or not?"

    Mimikyu started shaking. "I… I… I'm sorry…"

    Absol's eyes glowed a sickly purple. The same color flared up on his scythe. "WHAT?" he snarled. "Then why are you even here?"

    Mimikyu walked back into a tree. "I… I couldn't Shadow Sneak into the Kecleon Shop. They must have some sort of magical ward over the entrance. I did everything I could. Please don't hurt me!"

    "I needed that TM!" Absol hissed. He lashed out with his right forepaw, smacking Mimikyu against the tree. "Great." He turned away from Mimikyu. "Now, I've got to think of something else."

    "U-Um… w-well…"

    Absol raised a forepaw, silencing Mimikyu. "You're useless to me now. Go away."

    "B-But…"

    Absol narrowed his eyes at Mimikyu. "Go. Away."

    Mimikyu sprinted away, nearly losing his rag in the process. Absol watched him go, digging into the dirt with his right forepaw. When the ghost was out of sight, he crept forward through the forest.

    "… by my tabulations, that was a most spectacular letdown, Gallian. Bravo!"

    The named Absol froze beside a tree. "… tch. I don't need your sarcasm, Sticky. Get down here."

    The leaves above Gallian rustled and out from them popped a small, pink and purple pixie. "Sarcasm? I am afraid that word is not in my vernacular," Sticky exclaimed, tilting his oversized, circular head and brushing the needle sticking out of it against the nearest branch. "Could you explain it to me?"

    Gallian shot Sticky a glare that said that no, he would not.

    "Erm… well then…" Sticky fidgeted his tiny, nub-tipped arms and nervously flicked his equally-small tail. "It is surprising your special sense did not alert you to this outcome."

    Gallian's eyes flickered purple again. He turned his head to show off the one oversized fang protruding from his lips. "I already told you, Sticky, my disaster sense warns about serious consequences, not minor inconveniences."

    "But you have spoken at length about the importance of getting this 'teeyem.' Would that terrestrial's failure not be a serious consequence for you, then?" Sticky wondered.

    Gallian's left eye twitched. "You're the only one here making it into a bigger deal than it is," he hissed. "All this means is that I need to try a different approach." He crept to the forest's edge and looked out over Aeon Town. "If I couldn't get someone else to steal the TM, then I suppose I'll just need to take the direct route."

    "What exactly is inhibiting you from simply purchasing this item?" Sticky wondered.

    "I already told you. That's not an option. It ends disastrously," Gallian seethed. He started pacing back and forth. "Let's see here. Going in while the shop's locked up isn't an option since I can't Shadow Sneak. I could try breaking in…" he thought out loud, but his voice trailed off. His entire body stiffened and the red, diamond-shaped jewel in his forehead flickered ominously.

    "No!" he hissed, shaking his head. "That option doesn't work either."

    "Another disaster?" Sticky asked.

    "I will not question my sense. It hasn't led me astray yet," Gallian insisted. He resumed pacing. "So, it looks like the best shot is to go in during broad daylight. But to do that, I'll need to give myself an opening." He looked out across Aeon Town. "What would make a solid distraction that'll rile the whole town up?" Gallian scanned the town, glancing over all of its buildings. His gaze fell on one building in particular, sitting at the top of a hill overlooking the town square.

    The fur on the back of Gallian neck prickled. A chill ran along his spine. "The Observatory," he whispered. His gem flickered once again. "Something's happening there." Gallian walked out of the forest and sat down, studying the Aeon Observatory.

    "I detect that you are unnerved. Perhaps I could assist in making this distraction?" Sticky offered. "That way, you can investigate that municipal lodging."

    Gallian's eyes widened and he scowled at Sticky. "No! You'll stay here. No good will come of you going to Aeon Town."

    "But, that is your old employer you are staring at, correct?" Sticky pointed out. "Would it not be equally disastrous to be spotted there after abandoning them?"

    Gallian gritted his teeth. "… as far as I'm concerned, ignoring this feeling is the greater of two evils. I have no choice but to scope the place out. I'll think up some sort of way to get the TM on my own."

    Sticky's head lolled to one side. "Very well. I shall resume recharging my energy in one of these tree branches. They are surprisingly cozy." Sticky floated up into a nearby tree, leaving Gallian to turn back and face the Observatory.

    "… tch. I told myself I wouldn't go back there. Looks like I'm gonna have to break that promise."

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    Episode 5: The Renegade Explorer

    Chapter 13: Beware the Forest's Mushrooms


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    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "Hang on. Run that one by me again," Tessa said, rubbing her eyes with her paws.

    Shane quickened his pace. "I think I know why I'm here," he declared. "I need to find out what's responsible for making Pokémon like those Munchlax go berserk."

    Tessa frowned. "Don't you think that's a bit pretentious?"

    "No, it's right in line with the other times humans have popped up around here," Shane replied. "I know it doesn't seem like much of a problem now, but my gut is telling me that I'm going to have to get to the bottom of this issue eventually. So, we should tackle it sooner, rather than later. Y'know, be all proactive and stuff!"

    Tessa froze in the hallway. "Okay, is there something you're not telling me? I know you said Pokémon are fictional where you come from, but it sounds to me like you know more than you're letting on. Which is, uh, surprising, given the way things have gone for us so far."

    Shane raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? Oh… that." He pawed at the ground. "You, uh, promise not to call me crazy if I tell you this?"

    Tessa crossed her arms. "Prefacing whatever you have to say with that line isn't helping your case."

    "Okay, okay," Shane sighed. "The truth is… those stories you mentioned to me about humans? They're similar to a set of games that starred Pokémon in my world." Tessa started to open her mouth, but Shane held up a forepaw. "Hang on. Before you go accusing me of anything here, I just want you to know that it's not exactly the same. For starters, a ton of stuff I've seen here was never in those games. Heck, there was no Horizon Continent in them, period."

    "I mean, look at me. There's no such thing as ice-type Vulpixes where I come from," Shane declared, gesturing at his torso. "Or dark-type Meowths. And definitely not whatever the heck Null is supposed to b–"

    Tessa made a slashing gesture across her throat.

    Shane's ears drooped. "… he's standing right behind me, isn't he?" Tessa nodded slowly. Shane turned around, his tails ducking between his legs. "N-Null… morning! D-Did ya sleep well?"

    Null nodded.

    "I, uh, wasn't trying to insult you or anything. Y'know, with what I just said." Shane gave a nervous laugh. "H-Honestly!"

    Null's gray eyes continued glaring at Shane.

    "Err, let's just go to morning assembly," Shane mumbled.

    "Uh, did you forget? Today's the start of the expedition to Sunset Shoals," Tessa said. "It's just the three of us and any veterans who are hanging around the guild."

    "Oh, right." Shane's shoulders slumped. "Well then, what are we supposed to do? Sentry duty?"

    Null shrugged.

    "Mwee hee hee! Now, there's no need for that, today. You should head outside. Stretch your legs a bit."

    Shane's fur stood on end. "Who said that?" He quickly scanned the room.

    A pair of eyes and a large mouth appeared on the ceiling. Shane went as stiff as a stone statue. He fell onto his side, unmoving. Null waved a foreleg in front of Shane's face, but got no response. "Haunter, get out of the ceiling," Tessa sighed.

    "Aww… but I like it here," Haunter pouted. "Haven't you ever heard that old expression? Uh, what was it again? Oh yeah! 'Walls have ears, potatoes have eyes.' Something like that."

    "But, you're putting eyes and a mouth on the ceiling. Not ears on the wall," Tessa pointed out.

    Misdreavus rose out of the floor. "Golly. She got you there, Haunter."

    Haunter materialized from the ceiling and floated down toward Team Radiance. "… fine. Ruin my fun. At least I spooked Snowball over there. Mwee hee hee hee!"

    Drifloon appeared from behind Null. "Yup, you scared him silly."

    Null plucked Shane's petrified form off the ground and shook him about. Shane came to. "Hey!" He thrashed about in Null's grip. "Put me down! Put me down! You're gonna mess up my fur!" Null shrugged and then unceremoniously dropped Shane. Tessa fought to hide a snicker.

    "Yeah, sure, okay, get your laughs out of the way now," Shane grumbled, getting to his feet and dusting himself off. "What do you spooks want with us, anyway?"

    "Oh, golly, we can't just stop by and say hi to our novice explorers?" Misdreavus said. "Hooo-whee, guess you're just itching for something to do, then. Gee whiz, Haunter, do you think we can lend them a hand?"

    "I don't know, Missy D." Haunter's smile grew. "We only have two hands to split between the three of us." He raised up his two hands and wiggled his fingers.

    Shane frowned. "You guys aren't being funny, you know."

    Haunter rolled his eyes. "Sheesh, who tied your tails in a knot this morning? Oh wait…" A giant grin appeared on his face. "… I did!"

    "Wait, what?" Shane walked about in a circle, trying to see his tails.

    "Made you look! Made you look!" Haunter cackled.

    "Just tell me what you want with my team already!" Shane barked.

    Tessa raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? Your team?"

    "Ugh, you know what I meant," Shane grumbled.

    Haunter waved his right hand and a scroll appeared in it. He unraveled it. "We got a request this morning from Morelull and Shiinotic. Seems they're looking to gather Luminous Moss from the deeper reaches of Twilight Forest. They would like a team to accompany them for support."

    "Aww, geez, Haunter. You're letting 'em go to Twilight Forest? Golly, you folks don't know how lucky you are," Misdreavus said. "Twilight Forest is quite a pretty place. Yessiree, you oughta enjoy it a lot."

    Tessa accepted the scroll from Haunter. "Isn't Twilight Forest northeast of Clayback River?"

    "Yes," Drifloon replied. "You should get one of the Sharpedo Sailors to take you over to Terrace Village. It overlooks the forest."

    Null cleared his throat.

    "What's the matter, big guy?" Shane asked.

    "… I'm not exactly… small…" Null muttered. "How would… I get there?"

    "Hey now, don't underestimate those Sharpedo Sailors. The guy we used on our first mission seemed pretty tough," Tessa exclaimed. "I'll bet one could carry you, no problem!"

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    ~Terrace Village~

    Shane jumped off a Sharpedo, landing on a sturdy wooden dock. He took in a deep breath. "Ahh, smell that rich, forest ai–"

    He doubled over in a coughing fit. Tessa appeared beside him. "Um, are you okay?"

    "I think… I swallowed… a leaf!" Shane wheezed. Tessa smacked him on the back a couple of times. Shane's wheezing stopped and he straightened himself up.

    "Phew… thanks, partner," he chirped. "I swear, between this place and Dewdrop Woods, the forests of this world have it out for me."

    The dock shuddered, making Tessa and Shane stumble off of it. Null lumbered forward, trying his best not to break any of the wooden planks. He quickly got off the dock and helped his teammates to their feet. Together, they made their way up from the dock and found a small, rustic cluster of brown, wooden houses that resembled log cabins. Brick chimneys stuck up from each building, two of which gave off trails of black smoke. While a few trees dotted the area, the bulk of them were actually below the village.

    "Wow!" Shane sprinted past the houses, skidding to a halt by a particularly large oak tree. "This whole town's up on top of a big hill. That must be Twilight Forest down there."

    Tessa jogged after him. "Uh, I don't really see what's all that cool about it. But good for you, I guess?"

    "I'm serious here. This is nothing like where I live in the human world. I've never gone up a hill or climbed a mountain or anything like that," Shane said. "Heck, I've only flown in an airplane a few times. This is my first time looking out over a big swathe of trees like this. It's positively breathtaking!" He shook his head. "Oh, why did I never go outside more as a human? I've totally been missing out."

    Shane lifted his head up to continue looking at the forest. "I do have to wonder, though, why are the trees purple?" He turned to Tessa. "Is that supposed to happen? The trees in Dewdrop Woods were big, sure, but their colors weren't weird."

    Tessa rubbed her chin. "Hmm… you know, I think my br– uh, I mean, I think Sylveon told me about this once." She turned to her right and pointed. "Look over there."

    Shane followed Tessa's paw. His jaw dropped. Off in the distance, a set of tree-covered mountains jutted out from the ground. The trees were blanketed in heavy layers of snow and the mountains' peaks were hidden by dense gray clouds.

    "Those are the Invern Mountains," Tessa announced. "If you were a normal Vulpix, that would be your home. They're also the reason why everything in Twilight Forest has a purple tint to it. Sunlight strikes the snow-covered mountains and reflects off of it, hitting the trees down there. At least, that's what I've heard."

    Shane whistled. "Whoa. I don't really think I'd want to climb up one of those. My parents always told me it's hard to breathe at high elevations. Sometimes you can get sick from it."

    "You're a Vulpix, though. You'd be perfectly fine," Tessa dismissed.

    "EEEEEEEEEK! IT'S A MONSTER!"

    The two canines turned around to see a small, white Pokémon cowering against a wooden door. He had three tiny mushrooms sticking out of his head. Null looked right at the creature.

    "Wait, wait, wait," Tessa called, running to Null's side. "It's okay, little guy. This isn't a monster. He's from the Horizon Guild, just like me." She knelt down beside the little Pokémon. "I'm Riolu. My exploration team is here to help Morelull and Shiinotic. Do you know where they are?"

    "I'm Morelull. Shiinotic's my mommy."

    Tessa smiled at Morelull. "Oh, perfect. Do you think you could get your mom for us? We're ready to help you guys get through Twilight Forest."

    Morelull looked hesitantly at Null. "O… Okay," he squeaked, and ducked inside of his house.

    Tessa turned to Null. "Sorry about that."

    Null looked down at the dirt. "… I knew this was… a bad idea. Should've… just stayed back."

    "Don't say that!" Tessa scolded, approaching Null's side. "They just need time to get used to you.

    "Here's a suggestion. Try, y'know, not speaking with that creepy, raspy voice of yours and everything should be fine," Shane sneered.

    "Shane!" Tessa narrowed her eyes at him. "That's not very nice."

    Shane's snout stiffened. "I was just trying to help…" he mumbled.

    A creaking noise drew the group's attention. They turned and noticed a trio of serpents slithering out from another house.

    "Milotic?" Tessa gasped. "What are you doing here?"

    Milotic met Tessa's gaze. "Riri!" She smiled and blew a kiss in Tessa's direction. "What a surprise to see your team here. Most novices never go beyond Clayback River."

    "There was an assignment and you know as well as I do the guild's short Pokémon right now," Tessa explained.

    "How brave," Serperior chuckled. "I see you even managed to drag Mr. Personality out of the sentry station." She glanced at Null. "I'm surprised you didn't, like, melt in the sunlight."

    Null lowered his head, fixing his sharp gaze on Serperior.

    "Now, now, Serperior. We shouldn't tease our fellow guild members," Dragonair scolded.

    "I invited him to join Team Radiance, for the record," Tessa declared. "He, uh, didn't exactly say yes, but he's going to give us some help from time to time."

    "Well, aren't you the little risk-taker," Serperior giggled. "Quite the feisty little girl, ain't ya? Just like your mother. I'll bet she would've done the same thing if she were–"

    "Leave them alone, Serpy," Milotic said. "Besides, we have to work to do."

    "What are you girls doing here, anyway?" Shane asked.

    "Sorry, Snowball, that's on a need to know basis. And you're not part of that need," Serperior replied. "But we'll totally try to snag a souvenir or something for ya from where we're heading. C'mon, girls!" Serperior gave Shane a flirtatious wink and then Team Captivate slithered off in the direction of the forest. Before anyone could say anything, the door Morelull entered opened up.

    "Here they are, mommy. They're the exploration team."

    Team Radiance turned around to see Morelull standing next to an oversized, white-and-pink mushroom. Shane opened his mouth to say something, but Tessa beat him to it. "You must be, Shiinotic, then? I'm Riolu, and these are my partners, Vulpix and Null."

    "Um, my name is Shane," Shane muttered dejectedly.

    "So very nice to meet you all," Shiinotic said, bobbing her head. She did cast a nervous glance in Null's direction, however. "Are you ready to go into the forest?"

    "I think so," Tessa said. "You said we're heading for the deeper recesses in the north, right?"

    "Yes. Morelull and I tried to get some Luminous Moss yesterday. But there wasn't any growing in the spot we usually visit," Shiinotic explained. "And, well, we've never gone too deep into the forest. I'm worried about wild Pokémon."

    "No problem. We're just the crew needed to dispatch any problems," Shane declared. "Let's get to it!"

    XxX

    ~Twilight Forest~

    Shane jogged in circles around the group, staring up at the trees.

    "It's so pretty!" he chirped. "Everything's glowing purple! The trees… the mushrooms… the grass… and hey, is that a glowing bush?" He ran toward a thorny bush. "It's like nature meets an after-hours club. All it's missing is the trance music with a thumping bass."

    Tessa shook her head in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"

    "It's a human thing. You wouldn't understand," Shane scoffed.

    "Well, it's called Twilight Forest for a reason," Shiinotic mused. "The light that trickles down from the Invern Mountains gives this place a constant purple glow. Kind of like the sky in early evening. It seems to have a very calming effect. Wild Pokémon are quite friendly around here."

    "Is that why you two regularly gather Luminous Moss from here, then?" Tessa asked.

    "Correct," Shiinotic said. "But something's been off in the forest as of late. When we didn't find any Luminous Moss in our usual spot, we sent a note to the guild requesting help."

    Shane frowned. "What? Who's harshing the mellow in this place?" He looked around. "I've got an Icy Wind ready for a special delivery!"

    "What do you mean by 'off' exactly?" Tessa asked.

    "Several days back, my neighbor, Parasect, stumbled out of the forest. I'd never seen him look so worn and ragged," Shiinotic explained. "He explained that a swarm of Fomantis had attacked him for no good reason."

    "But you still took Morelull into the forest?" Shane gasped. "That's not very responsible."

    "… you're hardly… one to talk… human," Null growled. Shane frightfully squeaked and quickened his pace, allowing Tessa to hang back with Shiinotic and Morelull.

    "Is that the only issue you guys encountered?" she asked.

    "No." Morelull shook his head. "When we went out to the forest… the mossy area was all sickly and gross!" He shivered and cuddled up beside Shiinotic.

    "What do you mean by tha–?"

    "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

    CRAAAAAASH!

    Tessa spun around. "What was that?" She noticed Null standing next to a tree, looking farther into the forest.

    "… the human… stepped here," he reported. "… slid off… and crashed… into that tree." He pointed a foreleg forward. Tessa saw Shane lying in a dazed heap, with dead leaves surrounding him.

    "Why no, officer. I don't know where that came from," Shane muttered.

    Tessa walked up to Null and looked at the ground. "That… doesn't look right," she whispered.

    "That's it!" Morelull gasped. "That's the creepy black stuff mommy and I saw in the mossy area."

    Tessa ran her paw across the pitch-black spot in the dirt. She immediately yanked it back. "Ack!" She wrung her paw out. "That kind of hurt. It's like something leaped out of the dirt and bit me."

    Null poked the black spot with a talon and quickly pulled it away. "It felt… very slick," he observed. "Must've been… why the human went flying…"

    Shane managed to stumble back to their location, shaking leaves off his body. "Yeah, thanks for the hand back there, guys. Really feeling the love today."

    "You stepped in some sort of… well… I don't really know what it is," Tessa said. She pointed at the black spot.

    "Oh, come on, that's not fair," Shane huffed, "It's barely darker than the dirt. How was I supposed to see that?"

    "That's what you're focused on?" Tessa groaned. "How about the fact that there's some sort of creepy slime in what's supposed to be a very peaceful forest?"

    "Oh, that? P'shaaw!" Shane smirked. "It's obviously a result of the super-evil force that's making Pokémon go berserk. Once Team Radiance beats back that evil, the slime will disappear. Case closed."

    "P-Pokémon are going berserk?" Morelull gasped. "M-Mommy, do you think those Fomantis were acting like that?"

    "Don't you think that's a bit of a stretch, Vulpix?" Tessa asked. "There's no sign of any Pokémon like that here."

    "… shyyyaaaaakaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

    A shrill cry echoed through the forest, making the entire group tense up.

    "Mommy, what was that?" Morelull asked.

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Oh, nice going, genius. You totally jinxed us!"

    "Me? You were the one who screamed a frightened Loudred a few minutes ago," Tessa reminded him. "You probably drew the attention of some wild Pokémon!"

    The bushes near where Shane collapsed earlier rustled.

    "Yeah right," Shane scoffed. "What you said was only one rung below, 'It can't possibly get any worse than this.'"

    "… guys?"

    The shaking bushes exploded in a flurry of leaves. A large, crab-like creature with black, armored pincers leaped out, landing in front of the group.

    "Shyakakaka!" the crab shrieked.

    "Parasect?" Shiinotic gasped.

    Shane whirled on Tessa with a horrified look. "Please tell me that's what Parasect are supposed to look like in Horizon."

    Tessa recoiled in disgust. "It's… it's not.

    "Really? Are you sure they don't have a white jellyfish sitting where their big mushroom should be?" Shane said. "Oh god, it's wriggling its tiny little tentacles and everything!"

    "I am very sure," Tessa insisted.

    "Mommy, what happened to Mr. Parasect?" Morelull whimpered. "He looks scary!"

    "Shhhyaaaaaa! Infect… I want to… infe-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-t!"

    Parasect coated his pincers in sickly black goop and thrust them forward. The sludge formed an X-shaped pattern and flew ahead. Null sprang to action, knocking Tessa and Shane out of the attack's path. It struck the ground, leaving two large streaks of the same black slime Shane had slipped in. Only this time, the slime was bubbling.

    "Ah! It's making more of that goop," Morelull gasped.

    "… both of you… stop arguing… and start battling…" Null hissed, glaring at Shane and Tessa.

    "She started it!" Shane accused, prompting Null to slap him upside the head.

    "… and I finished it…" Null said, spinning around and sending a wind crescent rippling toward Parasect.

    "Shyyaaakakaka!" Parasect clicked his pincers and then, to everyone's shock, he dissolved into a massive puddle of black ooze. His crescent moon emblems were still visible atop the ooze.

    "Okay." Shane pressed a forepaw to his muzzle. "That's one way to make me lose my breakfast."

    "How are we supposed to hit it like that? The slime is corrosive!" Tessa noted.

    "Forget that. How's he even doing that?" Shane wondered. "Did he, like, cover himself in Goomy sludge?"

    Parasect emerged from the puddle of ooze and hurled two globs of black toxins forward. "Sludge Bomb! Duck and cover!" Tessa hollered, sprinting toward the tree line. Shane quickly backpedaled toward Morelull and Shiinotic. Null was not as fortunate, however. He got caught by one of the blobs, hissing as the sludge splattered his right side.

    He fell to the ground, trying to get the toxins off. Shane watched the scene with wide eyes. "Okay… that's not good," he muttered.

    "Aren't you going to do something?" Shiinotic asked.

    "I'm thinking… I'm thinking!" Shane insisted. He looked over, spotting Tessa peering out from behind a tree. "Hey, Riolu. Think you can keep Parasect distracted so I can sneak up on him and use Icy Wind?"

    "No way. I am not going near that thing," she replied. "You be the distraction for once."

    "But I have the most effective attacks of the team," Shane protested. "It's smarter for you to distract him!"

    "… guys!" Null hissed, sidestepping swipes from Parasect's slime-covered pincers. He slung a bladed air crescent forward and managed to strike Parasect. However, the attack sailed clean through his goopy form, splitting it into two halves. The halves promptly melted into puddles of ooze, only to quickly rejoin. Parasect reemerged and opened his pincers. Several yellow, sparking orbs flew toward Null.

    Shane ran forward and let out a gust of white air. Null flopped onto his belly and watched Shane's attack destroy the Stun Spores. Shane ran beside his teammate. "Okay, we need to keep this guy occupied. And more importantly, stop him from turning to goop. Any ideas?"

    "… not really…" Null replied.

    "Infect! Infek-k-k-k-k-t!" Parasect shrieked, firing more Stun Spores forward.

    "I'll freeze him. You hit him with an Air Slash," Shane directed. He stepped forward and smothered Parasect's attack in blistering air. Null skirted to the side. But before he could attack, a small seed whizzed past his face. Parasect only had time to glance in Null's direction. The seed struck him right between the eyes. It bathed him in a red light and turned him as rigid as a statue.

    "… huh?" Shane tilted his head in confusion. Tessa appeared between him and Null.

    "Yes! It actually worked," she said, sighing in relief.

    "What did you do?" Shane asked.

    "I had some Stun Seeds," Tessa said. "See, I told you I didn't need to be the distraction."

    "You could've at least given me an inkling of an idea as to what you were planning," Shane groaned.

    "Oh, quit complaining and hit him already. He can't melt into goop while he's stunned like this," Tessa stated. "Null, you hit him too. Two super-effective attacks ought to knock him down a peg, right?"

    Null and Shane exchanged looks. "What? You want me to count to three or something?" Shane scoffed.

    "… hardly," Null replied. His Air Slash turned Shane's stream of Icy Wind into a jet stream of freezing air. The combined attacks struck Parasect. His petrification wore off and he screeched in pain. His body melted into goop yet again. The pile lurched forward, heading for Team Radiance.

    "Okay, plan-maker," Shane said, quickly backpedaling. "What's your brilliant idea now?"

    "Uh… uh…" Tessa fumbled through her item pouch and pulled out another seed. She tossed it forward and, much to her surprise, the pile of goop bubbled. Parasect reemerged, his claws clutching his jellyfish head.

    "Hey, it worked!" she chirped. "Uh, I mean, just as planned. Now, go get him." She pointed a forepaw forward.

    "You're not fooling anyone with that routine," Shane scoffed.

    He and Null again combined Icy Wind and Air Slash, creasing an explosive rush of frigid air that swallowed up Parasect. This time, his body exploded into two piles of goop. But instead of merging together, the puddles fizzled. Eventually, two smaller Parasects emerged and snapped their pincers at Team Radiance. Each one still had a red crescent moons in their eyes.

    "Eeeeeeeek!" Shane's tails shot upward. "It's multiplying! What kind of Rocky Horror Picture Show nonsense is this?"

    Both Parasects sent black, X-shaped streams of poison hurtling toward the team. Shane was still in shock, and couldn't escape in time. One of the Cross Poisons splattered across his body and he collapsed in a heap. Null and Tessa turned and saw sickly purple splotches popping up across Shane's fur.

    "… crud…" Null muttered. "… he's poisoned."

    The two Parasects also picked up on this. They chose to focus their attentions on Shane. Each one's pincers filled with black goop. Null acted quickly, running forward while dark energy crackled around his body. He ran directly into one of the Parasect, making his foe collapse into a puddle of ooze.

    This splattered sludge across Null's chest and helmet. His Pursuit attack fizzled out, allowing the second Parasect to slash Null with toxin-coated claws. He hissed in pain and staggered backward. The Parasect he hit had managed to reform in that time and strike Null with a corrosive Sludge Bomb. This buried Null under a pile of black slime.

    "Infect! Infect! Infect! Infect!" the two Parasect chanted in unison, moon insignias in their eyes glowing. Null thrashed about but couldn't seem to pull himself out of the puddle of slime.

    A small seed struck the Parasect on Null's left, freezing him in place. The second Parasect turned and hissed, but that noise was cut off when Tessa hammered his face with Force Palm. He split into two smaller puddles of sludge, which sizzled on the ground. Seconds later, an Icy Wind swept over the petrified Parasect. He scurried backwards and melted into slime. A poison-free Shane ran over, watching Tessa shove Null out of the gunk with her shoulder. She recoiled from the bubbling slime bristling her fur.

    "This stuff is nasty!" Tessa hissed, trying to brush the ooze off her fur.

    "I think Null got poisoned too," Shane observed. "We need another pecha berry."

    Tessa rummaged through the pouch, but a loud hiss disrupted her. She looked up and noticed the Parasect Shane had hit was back to his feet. Not only that, but the one she struck had split in half like before. The two new, smaller Parasects clicked their pincers.

    "Infek-k-k-k-k-kt!" they screeched, their voices squeakier than the larger Parasect's.

    Next thing Team Radiance knew, they had three sets of Sludge Bombs flying toward them. They quickly scattered in opposite directions. But Null, already weakened from the earlier blows, couldn't run away quick enough. When the attacks struck the ground, they sent toxins splashing in all directions. Some of the goop hit Null's left side. His right legs buckled and he fell to the ground.

    "Oh no!" Tessa gasped.

    "Big whoop. You have Reviver Seeds, right?" Shane asked.

    Tessa's panicked expression suggested otherwise. "I… I might have a Tiny Reviver Seed or two. But it'll take a little while for Null to revive."

    "Infect! Infect!" the two small Parasects chanted. They scuttled toward Null.

    "Uh… uh…" Tessa looked between them and the larger Parasect. "What should we do?"

    Shane's brow furrowed. "You've gotta deal with the big guy. I'll handle the tiny ones with Powder Snow." Tessa opened her mouth to retort but Shane sprinted past her. "For once just don't question it and do what I say!"

    Tessa grabbed another, slightly smaller seed out of her bag. She threw it right at the Parasect and it struck him on his jellyfish head. When it did, his eyelids grew heavy. He looked around in confusion, raising his pincers and waving them in front of his face.

    "Shyyaaaakaaa?" he grunted. Tessa used the opening to strike. She charged forward and hit the Parasect with Force Palm. Like his counterpart, he exploded into two piles of goop. Tessa tensed up as each one formed up into a smaller Parasect.

    "Shane? I've got a two-on-one situation here. Is Null–?"

    An Air Slash blade whizzed past Tessa and struck the Parasect behind her. She gave a sigh of relief and lunged toward the other mini-Parasect. He melted into a puddle of goop, causing her to sail clear of him and strike the ground. Parasect rematerialized and hurled a ball of sludge at Tessa.

    She yelped as the attack struck her back, splattering her with ooze. Tessa winced, a throbbing pain running through her body. She reached a trembling paw to her back, trying to fumble about for a pecha berry.

    "Infect! Infect! Infect!" her assailant shrieked. He approached her, snapping his pincers repeatedly. But much to his shock, a burst of snow hit him from behind. Tessa looked over her shoulder and noticed that three of the Parasect were now covered in a thick layer of frost. Shane stood in front of them, flanks heaving. Sickly purple splotches dotted his fur again.

    "I don't… feel… so good…" he groaned. "This… isn't fun… anymore..."

    "… stay focused! Otherwise… we're screwed…" Null hissed, attacking the Parasect in front of him with glowing talons. That split the Parasect in half yet again, creating two micro-Parasects that barely went up to Null's ankles.

    Tessa had managed to get out a pecha berry, but realized it was the team's last one. She tensed as the poison sapped more of her strength, noticing the other three Parasects defrosting.

    "Vulpix!" she squeaked. "Catch!" She hurled the berry in his direction. It hit the ground next to him. He looked over at Tessa and was about to thank her, when Tessa's eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to the ground.

    "Tessa!" he cried.

    "The poison… made her faint. Eat the berry…" Null growled, jumping back from a set of tiny Sludge Bombs. "… I can't… beat them… alone…"

    Shane ate the pecha berry and the poisonous spots faded from his body. "But there's five of them now. How are we supposed to take them all down by ourselves?"

    "I don't… know…" Null growled. He slashed one of the Parasects in an X-shaped fashion. This Parasect let out a loud screech and sank into a puddle of goo. The other Parasect near Null hissed and shot tiny Stun Spores forward. At that close range, there was nothing Null could do to avoid them. The spores crackled across his form and he seized up from paralysis.

    The three Parasect in front of Shane decided to duplicate this strategy. They fired such a broad stream of Stun Spores there was no way Shane could possibly dodge them. It wasn't long before he found his own body stiffening, too.

    "Nnnnngggrrrhhh…" Shane grunted. "This… can't be happening! I'm… the hero. I can't… lose… to these things. I've got… to save the world!"

    "Infect! Infect! Infect! Infect!" the Parasect trio chanted. Their moon insignias glowed in unison, as did their pincers.

    Shane tried to open his mouth to attack, but his muscles failed him. He couldn't even shut his eyes to brace himself for whatever it was these Parasects wanted to do to him.

    Then an Ice Beam raced across the ground, striking all three Parasects. They collapsed into puddles of goop. A stream of blue-purple dragonfire shot out of the bushes the original Parasect had destroyed. It blasted the Parasect facing Null. He too collapsed into a puddle of ooze.

    "W-What the–?" Shane stammered.

    "Phew… looks like we made it in time. Nice navigation work, Airy!"

    Shane's ears twitched. "Milotic?" he squeaked.

    Team Captivate sprang out from the destroyed bushes. Serperior and Milotic opened their mouths. A stream of ice and a pulsating beam of blue dragon energy shot forward. The attacks combined to shower the puddles of ooze with bolts and ice shards. Each puddle started bubbling. Dragonair likewise shot two fiery streams of Dragonbreath at the puddles around Null. They also fizzled.

    "When there's danger to be seen," Milotic declared, blowing a kiss toward a dumbfounded Shane, "Team Captivate is on the scene!"

    The puddles of ooze slowly inched toward one another, making Shane's fur stand on end. "Milotic, look." Dragonair pointed her tail forward. "What do you think they're doing?"

    "Surround them, ladies! We'll strike in unison, if necessary," Milotic ordered. The three serpents slithered into a triangular formation just as the puddles had recombined into one. They watched the original Parasect emerge from the puddle, his body perfectly still.

    "Hold up." Serperior raised her tail. "I think he's out cold."

    Shane turned toward Team Captivate. "Watch out. He could be faking or–"

    The crescent moons in Parasect's eyes shattered. Red light encased his entire body, only to melt off of it into the ground. "Eww! That's totally disgusting!" Serperior cried, hopping back. Null had managed to lumber to his feet just in time to see the last of the red light dissolve into the ground, leaving Parasect's form lying there. His mushroom head had returned, but not a spot of color remained on his body. His mouth hung open.

    Dragonair's eyes widened. "Is he–?"

    "Nobody touch him," Milotic instructed, dangling her tail over Parasect's limp body. "He could still have some traces of whatever messed him up."

    Shane stared down at the Parasect, his mouth agape. 'It's just like the Munchlaxes in Dewdrop Woods. Parasect attacked us in a berserk rage, only for the life and color to literally drain right off him.' His vision went fuzzy. 'I must be right. There's something out there turning Pokémon into these violent, crazed lunatics.'

    But any elation he would have felt toward being proven right was completely drowned out by a different thought.

    '… that Parasect was going to kill us!'

    XxX​

    Nihilistic Terror, Ultra Parasect
    Exposure to the Prism Virus morphed the mushroom atop Parasect's head. The poisons leaking into his body have drained him of the last of his free will. Now, all he can think about is spreading his toxins throughout Twilight Forest and sucking the life of whatever he can get his poisonous tentacles on.
     
    Chapter 14
  • I... don't get what Shane's trying to say with "his stomach definitely working" here.
    Pleasant aromas can trigger hormones/enzymes that make you feel hungry. That's his (sorta poor) way of saying his stomach's growling. also acknowledging the hunger mechanic from the games but fuuuuuuck the hunger mechanic i hate it

    I'm just gonna go ahead and imagine Braviary as Bandit Keith from YGOTAS now ok thx
    Headcanon accepted! :V

    and I call that instinct xenophobia
    It's Shane thinking he's genre savy.

    I really don't get Shane's logic. He realizes this is not a game and instead a real world, but he's absolutely opposed to mon having individual differences? When he himself is a white Vulpix he doesn't know is a regional variant?
    While it is reality, Shane is approaching it with a game-like, fantasy mindset. I.e. that everything from the games he's played applies here, so if he takes that kind of mindset he'll be step ahead of everyone. Also, part of his archetype is that he has a very stubborn, black and white pattern of thinking. He's grown up with Pokémon looking the same, so he can't really accept the idea of that not being true.

    just thought this part was funny because I had to google what ley lines were but got everything else lol
    I had to look it up, too. I knew there was something that tried to explain Mystery Dungeons in Gates and wanted to bring that into the story.

    *hides fanfic with 712984 "mon" puns* n-no u
    Hey, those kinds of puns are welcome and loved here. <3

    By this you mean with a pretty small spread, right? I don't think otherwise is physically possible.
    Yeah, like when you throw pebbles, they fan out in an arc or a circle (I threw some woodchips to test that).

    I honestly didn't get this one.
    Good. Then it worked, because Shane was trying to make a joke and it was my intent to show him failing miserably. ^^;

    Well... if that apple was soft enough to get smushed on impact, it probably wasn't that good quality to begin with.
    Agreed.

    You probably already fully expect to hear this, but I still very much dislike Shane. He's definitely a lot better than in the previous chapter (when I left it) though as he's mostly just annoying here and sometimes hypocritical, but not outrageously immoral. So bluntly, more bearable. Though I do suppose this also makes other characters more likable by comparison...
    Yeah, I understand. I know we talked a bit about this. He has some sort of ambiguous issue going on and it effects the way he things and behaves. It's gonna take a real system shock to get him to change for the better.

    Otherwise, I like the worldbuilding going on. Nature's Madness is a fitting move to shift around dungeons and the way Metagross talks is interesting.
    Thanks. I really wanted a plausible way around the usual Mystery Dungeon nonsense. And I thought the Tapus were a perfect way to do that.

    If this was said by Yungoos, I think his accent slipped.
    My bad. *fixes*

    "Ton of" is a bit too colloquial for narration. I mean, I'm assuming it's not literal, because ow
    Also my bad. *fixes*

    "Condensed water" is kind of vague - was it solid (aka, ice/snow) or liquid? If it was liquid, that's kind of a water type move at that point, right?
    Also also my bad. ^^;

    Ehh... even if it's self-aware, it's still kind of an ex machina for a character to just discover a new move suddenly.
    Shane could've used that move against Sneasel and Jangmo-o, too, if he'd actually concentrated. It's part of his starting moveset... and there's a very spoilery reason for it.

    I don't know... wouldn't Tessa's approach, aka trying to talk it out, have been a better, more guild-suited way of dealing with things?
    Yes. It would never have worked, because the marching orders for Yungoos and Trapinch were to challenge them to a battle.

    Of course this also depends on whether the Guild actually is good or not, but I guess I can't make any judgements about that yet.
    You're the first person to actually say that this early into the story, for what it's worth. ;)

    Magearna does talk funny, but disqualify doesn't really work as the verb here. Something like "discoverize" would, though.
    Ah, my bad. Part of her schtick is that she occasionally uses real words in the wrong place, but I guess that's too annoying. *fixes*

    Canine can already mean "resembling a dog", so the "esque" is rather redundant. However, if you meant that it looked a bit canine but wasn't quite, maybe "canine-ish"? Dunno, maybe it's just fine without anything extra.
    That was a genuine mistake. My bad.

    *adjusts glasses* ackchuallyyyy it's "segue", "segway" is the trademarked vehicle. I myself went several years without knowing this, though, because I'd never seen the word in print, so nothing to feel ashamed about in my book.
    Huh. I didn't know that, either. ^^;

    Shane is still Shane. For the most part he's still tolerable, but... man, the way he reacts to Type Null is just messed up and mean, it's like shouting EW GROSS at a tetra-amelic child. I really hope a full blown callout befalls him soon... that, or he exhibits some redeeming qualities again so that he doesn't seem like such a massive jerk.
    He'll be called out next chapter, actually. But he's not going to do a 180 into a lovable nice guy. It's supposed to be gradual and he's intended to be rather flawed.

    Though that said, the Pikaclone getting pissed at being called a Pikachu's pretty funny.
    I had to do it. It just felt too right. Especially since Togedemaru looks like the pudgy Pikachu of yesteryear. :V

    I like the layout and architecture of the Guild. Could definitely see all of this happening in a gen 7 PMD game - sun and moon everywhere, but it makes sense given how they're used like, all the time in our culture too.
    Glad to hear it. I was a bit worried the SM symbolism was getting too thick, but I wanted to make it an essential part of Horizon culture.

    Lemme know if I'm reviewing too fast, by the way. I don't want to appear like a spammer, lol.
    You're fine. Go with whatever pace makes you comfortable and happy. I wouldn't want reading this to feel like a chore to anyone. Thanks again for reviewing! ^^

    This chapter was originally posted on October 13, 2017.

    XxX

    Chapter 14: Troublesome Tidings

    Failure.

    An overwhelming sense of it flooded Shane's mind. It blocked out everything around him. He just sat on the ground, sweat rolling down his coat. In front of him, Team Captivate had their attentions split between Tessa, Null, Shiinotic, and Morelull. Shane stared at them, an empty look in his eyes. He didn't register their movements or hear anything they said.

    'I don't understand,' he thought. 'This wasn't supposed to happen. I'm supposed to win! I'm a human-turned-Pokémon. That supposed to make me strong, right?'

    His gaze fell toward the ground. 'Deep breaths, Shane. Deep breaths. It's just… a hopeless boss fight. Y'know, that classic sign that you've still got a ways to go and a lot to learn. Heh… heh… yeah. This is all just Arceus looking out for me. That's how it works, right? That's why Team Captivate showed up.'

    "NO!"

    He shouted without thinking. Everyone's gazes fell on him and it was at that point he remembered their presences.

    "You okay, Vulpix?" Dragonair asked. "You look pale."

    Serperior gave her teammate a confused look. "How can he look pale? He's got white fur, for heaven's sake!"

    "Ugh, you know what I meant, Serperior," Dragonair groaned.

    "I know. I just like bugging you about it. Tee hee!" Serperior teased, sticking out her tongue.

    But Shane's gaze returned to the ground and his mind muted out the serpents. 'No… this wasn't just some story element from one of my games! This actually happened. That Parasect had me on the ropes. I saw the killer look in its eyes. If Team Captivate hadn't shown up…' He took in a sharp breath. '… who knows what could've happened? He could've turned me into a monster just like him. Or he could've ki–'

    His chest tightened. Shane tensed up, gasping weakly. He brought a forepaw up toward his head. 'Head. Why does it hurt so much?' He tried to inhale, but his mouth wouldn't respond. Instead, he made a noise as if he were a balloon that someone let the air out of.

    'Pain. Crushing pain. Something hit me.'

    Shane's vision flickered. For a flash of a second, glass shards and metal fragments lined the forest floor. They vanished almost as soon as they appeared.

    "Vulpix?" Tessa looked over and noticed Shane sitting across from her. His whole body was rigid and his mouth was clamped tightly shut. Then, he fell to the ground. "Vulpix!" Tessa gasped. She ran over to him, with Null and Milotic looking on curiously.

    "Hey, what's gotten into your friend?" Milotic asked. Null only gave her a blank look. "Okay… forget I asked. Hey, Airy, can you hand me another oran berry and an apple?" Dragonair passed the two items of food over. "Thanks." Milotic grabbed them and slithered toward Tessa.

    She shoved Shane's torso. "Hey… Hey! Wake up! You're not in any danger anymore, dummy."

    Shane's eyes slowly fluttered open. "Tessa?" he croaked.

    Tessa immediately frowned. "I told you not to call me th– yes, Vulpix, it's me. What's wrong? Did you get poisoned again, or–?"

    "Why?" he wheezed. "Why… am I… remembering… so much… pain?"

    "Uh, I don't know. We had a tough time with that Parasect, didn't we? That's why Team Captivate showed up. They could hear us from deeper in the forest," Tessa explained.

    "Here, you should eat these." Milotic rolled the oran berry and apple toward him. "You seem like you're a world away right now."

    Shane looked at the fruit, blinking in confusion. He opened his snout and snapped at the air, and then tried stretching out a forepaw. But it tensed up and his muzzle fell open. "Gotta… gotta get out. Call… 9-1-1… accident…"

    "Vulpix, are you playing around again?" Tessa groaned. "We don't have time for this."

    "Easy, Riri," Milotic cautioned. "I think he's in shock."

    "But, we weren't dealing with any electric-types," Tessa said.

    Before Milotic could respond, Null stomped over to them. He leaned down, yanked Shane up with one of his forelegs, and then throttled him. "Get a hold of yourself!" he barked, dropping Shane back to the ground. He landed on his belly and blinked several times. Shane slowly stumbled to his feet, eyes darting about the forest.

    "Ugh, my aching head. What happened to me?" he whispered, leaning over to nibble on the oran berry.

    Tessa shot Null a look of disbelief. "How did you–?"

    "Heh, I get it," Serperior chuckled, "He was shell-shocked. So, Mr. Personality over here gave him an even bigger shock to bring him back to reality. I like it!"

    Null glared at Serperior, shaking his head about.

    "Oops, sorry big guy. I didn't make you mad, did I?" Serperior giggled. "I'm so naughty, sometimes, I swear."

    Null growled, his deep voice unsettling Serperior.

    "So, now what happens?" Shane mumbled. "We failed the mission, didn't we?"

    "Oh, you mean fetching Luminous Moss?" Milotic flicked her tail nonchalantly. "Hey, Airy, didn't we pass some patches on the way over? Could you go grab some?"

    "Certainly." Dragonair slithered away. This only made Shane's stance slouch.

    "Great. We had to get bailed out and someone else finished our mission," he grumbled. "This day's been a huge train wreck."

    "Relax, Vulpix. We'll let you collect the reward," Milotic assured. "It's okay to need some help when you're starting off. You think the girls and I just joined the guild as experts? Of course not!"

    Shane stared down at the ground. "But, the Parasect–"

    "Don't worry about it. I mean, that was totally creepy and everything, but there are plenty of strange things out in the world. That's what we're here to explore," Milotic said.

    Shane only shook his head. "Easy for you to say," he mumbled.

    Tessa shot her partner a concerned look. "Vulpix, what's gotten into you?"

    "It's nothing," Shane dismissed, trudging away from her dejectedly. He spotted Dragonair reemerging from the bushes. Her tail was curled around a large ball of bright, fluorescent moss. She slithered over to Shiinotic and deposited the Luminous Moss at her feet.

    "Here you are, miss," Dragonair said.

    "Thank you very much," Shiinotic said. Morelull popped out from behind her to place the moss in a small bag.

    "It's no problem. Sorry you guys ended up running into trouble," Dragonair said. "We should get you two back to Terrace Village right away. Who knows if there are other Pokémon like Parasect lurking about in here."

    Shane's ears twitched when he heard this. "Does this mean you're taking us back to the guild, then?"

    "Of course not," Milotic scoffed. "We've still got bigger Tauros to wrangle. We just got a bit sidetracked, that's all."

    "We do? But, we finished our mission, Millie. I swear, if this is a ploy to keep me away from the Observatory, I'm gonna tie you around Magearna's telescope," Serperior hissed.

    "Breathe, Serpy, breathe," Milotic coaxed. "Let's get everyone back to the village first. Then we'll take it from there."

    XxX

    ~Midnight Sea~

    "Braviary wanted me to check in on you two. We finished setting up a basecamp at Sunset Shoals," Magearna's robotic voice crackled through Team Radiance's Gear-Com.

    "Uh… okay," Tessa said. "But wait, if the tides are rising there, aren't you worried the basecamp could get flooded or something?"

    "Not at all. We constructilated the site on a rocky plateau. We should be okay for this expedition," Magearna said. "Wait, hold on one second…"

    Tessa stared at the device while static echoed out from it. Beside her, Shane watched the choppy water race past them.

    "Howdy! Braviary here. Just want to know how things are going on the home front. You two staying outta trouble?" Braviary asked. Tessa noticed Shane flinch at this, but paid him no mind.

    "Err… we had a bit of an issue with a mission we took today," Tessa admitted. Shane looked up at her and slashed a forepaw across his throat. Tessa shook her head at him and whispered, "Don't you try to shush me. He needs to know!"

    "Is that a fact? What happened?"

    "Nothing. Everything's fine!" Shane lied. "You guys just pay attention to your little beachcombing trip. We've got everything under control." Tessa opened her mouth to protest but Shane stole the Gear-Com out of her paws. "Uh, where's the off switch on this thing?" he muttered under his breath.

    "Give me that back," Tessa growled, but it was too late. Shane found a button on the device and pressed it. The Gear-Com promptly shut off and Shane handed it back to her. "What did you do that for?" Tessa barked. "I was trying to tell Braviary about what happened."

    "Absolutely not!"

    "But we both know what we just saw was like those Munchlaxes we dealt with yesterday. It's something that Braviary or the Guildmaster should follow up on when they're back," Tessa pointed out.

    "No. I am not about to tell Braviary we almost failed a mission," Shane growled. "He'll probably hold us back or make us do nothing but sentry duty."

    "Is that why you're in such a funk? Ever since I woke up after the battle, you've been the complete opposite of your usual self. What's going on?"

    "It's nothing. I'm fine," Shane tersely responded, trying his best to turn away from Tessa on his seat atop the Sharpedo.

    "No, if you were fine, you would've brushed off everything that happened in the forest," Tessa countered. "So, what's going on?"

    "I'm fine," Shane insisted.

    "We're pulling in to port, you lot!" their Sharpedo announced. Tessa looked up and watched their ride swim up to one of Aeon Port's docks. Null was already waiting for the two of them. His Sharpedo had somehow made the return trip faster, despite his larger weight. Tessa thanked her transport and disembarked.

    "Uh, are you coming, Shane?" she asked.

    "Huh?" Shane blinked and looked around. "Oh, yeah, whatever."

    Shane climbed onto the dock and walked off without even so much as acknowledging the Sharpedo or his teammates. Null turned and looked at Tessa. "I don't know. He's in some kind of mood. Probably over what happened at the forest," she reasoned.

    Null exhaled deeply and clawed at his mask. Tessa's fur stood on end. She had hoped doing a mission with Null would put a stop to that. But the sharp echoes his voice and breathing produced continued to unsettle her.

    "Let's just head back to the guild, then," she said, not wanting to dwell any further on that subject. The day had proven tiring enough. 'If I'm lucky, maybe I can snag an early bird special from Crabrawler's without either of these two.'

    That thought almost brought a smile to her face.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "This isn't funny, Haunter! Lemme in! It's Shane!"

    Tessa and Null found Shane standing on the entrance pedestal, shouting angrily at the door.

    "What's wrong?" Tessa asked.

    "The stupid door won't open!" Shane hissed. "Ugh, this day just keeps getting worse and worse. What's next, all the guild's food getting stolen? Probably, knowing my luck."

    "… relax... human…" Null growled, causing Shane to go silent.

    "Easy for you to say. If my body was a jigsaw puzzle like yours I'd probably feel comfortable sleeping in the dirt, too," Shane scoffed. "But it isn't. And I'm tired. And I want someone to let me in right no–"

    Null shoved Shane to the side, giving him the most annoyed look his helmeted face could muster. He stomped toward the left side of the door. Null unclipped his badge from the looplet on his right foreleg and pressed it into an indentation in the door. The entire door lit up and then opened up like normal.

    Shane stared at the open door.

    "… did you really… not think… there'd be another way in?" Null rasped. He shook his head and marched into the guild.

    Shane gnashed his teeth together. "Are you sure you're okay? Want me to have Sylveon look you over?" Tessa offered.

    "I'm… fine…" Shane seethed, storming inside. He stomped his way down the staircase toward the main level. "All I want to do is take a nice, long shower, grab some dinner, and sleep this o– OOF!"

    Shane walked into Null's rear. He recoiled in horror. "What the heck? Don't just stop in the middle of the stairs like th–"

    Null turned around and cupped a foreleg over Shane's snout. "… quiet," he hissed. "Something's wrong…"

    Shane raised an annoyed eyebrow. Null lowered his foreleg and pointed it ahead of him. Shane looked forward and his eyes narrowed. The three ghost-types of Team Specter lay in a heap in the center of the room.

    "Nothing's wrong," Shane sneered. "They're obviously messing with us again." He stood up on his hind paws, only to fall over. "Grrr. Okay, so no sarcastic slow-clapping for me. But still. Ha, ha, very funny, Team Specter. You totally got us. Ghost-types playing dead? How hysterical."

    "Um… guys?"

    Shane whirled on Tessa. "Don't tell me you think they're not faking it too?"

    Tessa wasn't even facing Team Specter. "The Guildmaster's office is open," she said.

    "So, what? He must've left Sunset Shoals," Shane scoffed.

    "That's not possible. If he were back here, don't you think Magearna or Braviary would have told us?" Tessa pointed out. "Oh, wait, I forgot. You decided to cut that call off because it was making you mad." She crossed her arms.

    "The Guildmaster… always keeps his door closed… from what I've seen…" Null said.

    "Okay, then it's part of Team Specter's prank," Shane dismissed. "But we're getting nowhere here. So, I'm just going to go in so Team Specter's happy and I can go take my shower in peace!" He turned and walked toward Metagross' room.

    Tessa looked at Null. "I'm going after him before he manages to do something stupid," she sighed.

    Null shrugged and turned toward the hallway leading to the sentry station.

    "Hey! Who are you? This is guild territory!"

    A flash of purple light erupted from the Guildmaster's room. Tessa sprinted forward. Null lagged along behind her. As soon as she reached the doorway, she heard Shane grunt loudly. She peered inside only for her eyes to widen in horror.

    'No… no! Not him. Not here. Not now!'

    "Rrrghhh… put… me… down… you crazy… Absol!" Shane gasped, thrashing about in Gallian's grasp. He had pinned Shane against the wall using one of his forelegs. His forehead scythe hovered in front of Shane's face, glowing dark purple.

    "How long have you been in this guild?" Gallian barked. Shane continued thrashing, so Gallian squeezed him harder against the wall. "Answer me!"

    "Aggh! A couple of weeks, that's all!" Shane hollered. Gallian released his grip and Shane dropped to the floor, gasping for air.

    "Then you're worthless to me," Gallian sneered. He turned around only to freeze at the site of Tessa.

    Her mouth went agape. Gallian's fur was terribly matted, with patches of grime smeared across his white coat. His black, serrated forehead scythe stuck out against his dark-blue face. A black, crystalline harness clung to his chest, fastened to some sort of red, circular gemstone. Tessa spotted four smaller gems in the straps.

    "You!" The red diamond in Gallian's forehead sparked to life. He glared at Tessa. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay away from this place?"

    Shane looked up in confusion. "Riolu, you know this nutcase? Look, he's all messed up like those other berserk Pokémon!"

    Gallian whirled around and flicked his glowing scythe upward. Shane had to roll to his right to dodge a crescent of distorted purple energy. The attack didn't strike him, but he still felt a shockwave ripple through his system.

    "This doesn't concern you. Back off!" Gallian hissed. He whirled back on Tessa. "I asked you a question. Tell me what you're doing here, now!"

    Tessa's legs quivered. 'He's even worse off than I remember! That wild look in his eyes… it's gotten even fiercer.'

    Null's heavy breathing did not help this situation. "… who… is that?" he muttered.

    Gallian took notice of Null's presence. His glare sharpened. "And what are you supposed to be?"

    "… Null."

    "So, the guild's hiring freak shows now, huh?" Gallian tapped a claw to his scythe. "Pathetic. This place just keeps sinking to new lows with each passing week."

    Shane got back up to his feet. "We don't need to take that from a stupid outlaw like you," he spat. "So, either you can take your angsty edgelord routine and head for the exit or Magnezone can drag you out! Your choice, bub. It's three-on-one here."

    Tessa shot Shane a wide-eyed look and shook her head rapidly. Gallian quickly picked up on this. "You and this little brat are together, huh?" he sneered. "Don't tell me he's the reason you didn't listen to me."

    "Hey, you leave my teammate alone!" Shane declared. Gallian glanced at Shane and his eyes flickered purple. His bared his fangs at Shane. "And… and… we'll protect the guild because… uh…" Shane's voice faltered in the face of Gallian's glare. Gallian whipped his head forward and fired another energy crescent. This one moved too fast for Shane to dodge. He cried in pain as purple electricity crackled through his body.

    Null shook his head about and ran forward. He swung a foreleg at Gallian, striking him in the side with his glowing talons. Gallian stood tall against the blow, however, and raised a discolored foreleg. Dark energy gathered around it and he raked his claws against Null's helmet. Null stumbled back, his body racked by tremors.

    Tessa stood dumbfounded as Gallian spun about and jumped back, dodging a quick gust of icy air from Shane. "Pathetic!" he snarled, and sent another distorted wave of psychic energy toward Shane. Horror filled his expression and he scrambled to his right. But the attack caused a small explosion when it struck the wall. The explosion caught Shane and flung him to the ground.

    "Stop this, Gallian!" Tessa shouted. Gallian momentarily froze, but then sidestepped the charging Null and struck his backside with his shadowy claws. Null collapsed into a heap beside Shane.

    "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Gallian roared. "You don't get to call me that. Not when you're standing here. I warned you. I said I'd strike you down if I ever caught you setting foot in here!" He touched his forepaw to the gem in his head. "You… and your little Vulpix friend. You're both setting us all down a road to disaster!" He glared at Tessa. "Why did you ignore me?"

    "You know exactly why!" Tessa blubbered. "It's Mom, Gallian! I want to help Mom."

    Gallian lowered his paw and his eyes glowed purple. "Leave her out of this!" he hissed.

    "No! It's been six months, Gallian. Six months!" Tessa sobbed. "She left… and then you… you left right after her! I don't want to be alone anymore. I know she's out there. And she's doing something really important. But I think she needs help. And that's why I'm gonna find her!"

    Gallian bared his fangs at her. "And you think the guild will help you?"

    "Of course! Everyone's been very helpful and respected my boundaries since I got here," Tessa said. '… except for Vulpix, but Gallian doesn't need to know that.'

    Gallian jerked his head forward and Tessa had no time to react to the Psycho Cut crescent that flew toward her. She screamed from the pain of the psychic shockwave that rippled through her system. Already exhausted from the day's events, she dropped to her knees. She looked up to see Gallian marching toward her, his scythe crackling with dark energy.

    "Please, Gallian… don't go again…" she whimpered.

    Gallian glared down at her. He shook his head disapprovingly. "… pathetic. Mom would never have stood for such a sorry sight."

    "Why… are you… doing this?"

    "Because this guild is rotten to its core," Gallian said. "You don't see it now, but you're just a tool here. As dumb and naïve as the rest of the Pokémon in this dumb place. You're all walking a dangerous path. One that ends badly for all of Horizon." He looked away from her. "I don't need this place to get stronger. And I definitely don't need it to find Mom. I'm getting along just fine on my own."

    Tessa collapsed on her belly. Her vision went fuzzy while Gallian walked toward the door. Just before she lost consciousness, she heard him say, "Don't try to find me. If we meet again, I'll make you regret it."

    XxX​

    "What do you think you're doing? Get up, human!"

    Shane scrambled to his feet and looked around. "Oh, I'm back here again," he muttered, trying to cover his eyes with a foreleg. "Think you could turn down the lights a bit?"

    "Fool! Did I not make myself clear before? I am the embodiment of light. I will do no such thing."

    Shane slowly opened one of his eyes. Amidst the wall of orange light surrounding him, he could just barely make out a silhouette. A vaguely sun-shaped silhouette.

    "Wait." His brow furrowed. "Solgaleo?
    You're the reason I'm in the Pokémon world?"

    "I already spelled that out for you," Solgaleo's voice boomed. "Get with the program."

    "I just wanted the confirmation," Shane said. A smile tugged at his lips. "Wait'll Tessa hears about this. I
    knew the world was in jeopardy." He shook his head. "And she thought I was brought here on accident. Ha! I'm a bona fide chosen one."

    "SIIIIIIILLLLLEEEEEEEEEEENCE!" Solgaleo roared, jolting Shane to attention. "You have nothing to celebrate, human. Letting yourself get smacked about by Absol. Pathetic!"

    Shane's ears drooped. "Oh, right. That," he whispered. "Look, he just caught me off guard, that's all. Next time we'll be ready to–"

    "I am not interested in your excuses," Solgaleo said. "I want results. Absol is the enemy here, Chosen One. He is working against me."

    "By doing what, exactly?" Shane asked. "You still haven't made it clear what you want my help with."

    "I am in danger. There are forces trying to strip me of my power over the sun," Solgaleo explained. "They threaten the balance of day and night."

    "And Absol's one of them, huh?" Shane said. "But, if he beat us, then he probably ran off. So, I have no idea where to find him."

    "Then get an idea, Chosen One," Solgaleo declared. "My strength is faltering as it is. Reaching out to you is strenuous enough. Track down all the weird-looking Pokémon, figure out what they're planning, and stop them."

    "Right." Shane nodded. "You can count on me."

    "And don't screw up again, human!"

    Shane's eyes widened. What appeared to be a tidal wave of orange water raced forward from the wall of light. He had nowhere to go, and could only curl up into a tiny white ball as the wave crashed onto him.


    XxX​

    Shane's eyes shot open and he descended into a raucous coughing fit. He spat up water, and looked at the ground in confusion. "Why am I laying in a puddle?" he groaned.

    "Oops, I guess I overdid it on the waterworks there. But at least it was effective, babe."

    Shane got up and looked to his right. Sitting in front of him was a blue-and-white sea lion. He had a flowing mane of light blue hair, with what looked like a tiara sitting on his forehead. His snout ended in a small, round, pink nose.

    "Who the heck are you?" Shane asked. "You look like you escaped from King Triton's castle and tried to squeeze into a Milotic costume."

    "Wow, talk about a bad first impression, babe. And after I went to the trouble of waking you up and everything. How could you not know the amazing Primarina?" He stood up on his tail fins and thrust his arms to the side.

    "Shoo-be-do-whop!
    I'm the best of all the fairies!
    Zop-de-boo-bop!
    Cause my tunes are legendarryyyyyyyyyy!"


    Primarina clapped his fins together. Shane heard a popping noise and looked up just in time to see a sparkling bubble burst and drench him in water.

    "Agggggh!" Shane spat out a mouthful of water. "What was that for?" he snarled, trying to shake his fur dry.

    "You had a little schmutz behind your ears, babe. I took care of it," Primarina explained. "Besides, washing up after you wake up is the perfect way to stay freeeeesh and cllleeeeeeeeean!"

    "If I wanted a cold shower I'd have asked!" Shane hissed.

    "Primarina, I thought we agreed no dousing these guys to wake them up?"

    Shane peered around Primarina and spotted a Vaporeon helping Tessa up to her feet. Vaporeon's mane-like crest of fins had sequins sparkling inside them. His tail had a pair of studded piercings. Light bounced off the gems, forcing Tessa to look away as Vaporeon used his tail to help her to her feet.

    "Sorry Vappy, but our schedule's tight!
    If we dawdle too long, I miss my chance on the mic! Sha-yeeeeeah!"


    Tessa blinked in surprise, only to stare wide-eyed at Primarina.

    "Holy–! You're… Primarina!" she gasped.

    "Finally! Someone around here gives me the recognition I deserve, babe," Primarina cheered. "You must be a newbie, fox-boy. How else would my fabulous presence not leave you speechless like your partner there?"

    "Don't mind him," Tessa cut in. "He's not from around here." She ran up to Primarina. "What are you doing at the guild, sir? I thought you lived near Sunset Shoals."

    "Oh, I do, babe," Primarina said. "But before I started dazzling on the stage, I dizzity-dazzled the guild with my swee-hee-hee-hee-eeeet exploration abilities." He stood up on his tail again, allowing Tessa and Shane to see the Looplet wrapped around his waist. A gold explorer's badge was buckled to it.

    "No way. You're a guild veteran?" Shane gawked.

    "Team Harmony at your service. Even though Primarina and I don't live at the guild anymore, we like to drop by from time to time," Vaporeon explained. "And we got a call from Braviary asking us to check in on the place. He said he was worried about some 'new faces.' I take it you're the Pokémon he was referring to?"

    Shane's ears drooped. "Uh, yeah," he sighed.

    "Well you certainly got yourselves into a bind!
    Passed out in the Guildmaster's Office?
    What a shibbidy-shocking find!"


    "Can we stop with the singing already?" Shane groaned.

    "Sorry, babe, but these pipes were born to belt," Primarina said. "Anyway, I don't really know what was going down around here, but when you're ready to fess up, Vappy and I will be at Crabrawler's."

    Primarina left the room. Vaporeon gave Shane a nervous smile. "Don't mind him. He's really a great guy, but he doesn't appreciate Pokémon who don't like his singing."

    "Oh, I can appreciate it. From a distance. A very long distance," Shane sneered.

    "Vulpix!" Tessa scolded. "Be nice to them."

    "Whatever. So, how long were we out for, exactly?"

    "Well, I don't know. We got here mid-morning and found you guys passed out," Vaporeon explained.

    Shane's eyes widened. "We were out all night?" he gasped. "CRUD! Absol's probably well out of town by now."

    "Calm down, Vulpix," Tessa said. "There's nothing we can do about it."

    "We need to track him down," Shane declared. "You saw it as well as I did. He had this weird set of black crystals around his chest. Parasect had black crystals on his pincers. That makes him the enemy!"

    Tessa winced and looked away. "Err, well, how are we supposed to know that for certain? He did talk, unlike Parasect and the Munchlaxes."

    Shane gave her a look of disbelief. "Are you trying to defend him?" His brow furrowed. "Wait a minute. Come to think of it, Absol seemed to know you!" He pointed a forepaw forward accusingly. "What's your connection to the guy?"

    Tessa crossed her arms and looked away. "Why should I tell you, huh?"

    "Because we're partners, duh," Shane said.

    "Oh really? I asked you yesterday why you were in a such a foul mood and you refused to answer," Tessa reminded him. "So, this is no different. My personal life is none of your business."

    "It's totally my business when it puts us in danger!" Shane barked. "Didn't we have several conversations like this when we were first starting out? Pretty hypocritical of you to call me out on being too dangerous when now you're the one doing the exact same thing!"

    Tessa bared her fangs at Shane. "But your sudden shift to a hostile attitude is what provoked Gal–" She cut herself off, "Sorry… what provoked Absol into attacking. So, you fess up!"

    Shane shuffled forward, pressing his damp snout against Tessa's. "Not before you do!" he growled. "If you know something about Absol, then it's my business to know too. Because I've learned beyond a shadow of a doubt that the berserk Pokémon are a big threat to the whole continent. And that means we need to do something about it!"

    Tessa didn't have the chance to respond. Instead, both canines felt something hard slam into their sides. They both sprawled out on their bellies. Tessa turned to glare at Shane, only for an insectoid foreleg to pin her to the ground. Her eyes went wide. Shane started sticking his tongue out at her, when Null pinned him down using his other foreleg.

    "… both of you… shut up!"

    Null thrashed his head about, rattling his helmet.

    "… I'm tired… of your bickering," he rasped. "I'm… in enough pain… from this… blasted mask. I don't need… your arguments… making my headaches even worse. You're teammates… you made the choice to join… together. Work out your differences… or go your separate ways."

    "Talk to her," Shane growled. "She's the one keeping sec– REEEEEK!"

    Null pressed down on Shane's torso.

    "… you're both… hiding things… if you ask me," Null growled. "I thought… you two… had worked through things… after you failed… sentry duty. Clearly… you didn't…"

    He stepped back, releasing his grips on the duo.

    "… I'm… going back to the sentry room…" he muttered. "Don't let me… catch you two arguing again." He turned and stomped out of the Guildmaster's room.

    Tessa and Shane silently got back to their feet. They both glanced at each other, only to look away.

    "Hey, so…" they both started, only to abruptly cut themselves off. "No, no, you first," they continued, only to both facepalm simultaneously.

    Tessa raised up her paw. "Okay, I'll go first." She took a deep breath. "That Absol… is my brother, Gallian. And he was– no, is a member of the guild."

    Shane's jaw dropped. "Are you serious? Does egg-making work differently in this world, then? Shouldn't your brother be another Riolu or a Lucario?"

    "We're not related by blood, if that's what you're implying," Tessa elaborated. "My parents found his egg abandoned in the Invern Mountains before they had conceived me." She hung her head. "He was always so warm and friendly toward others, especially at the guild. And everyone was so nice to him, despite the stereotypes about Absols."

    Shane raised an eyebrow. "What, the disaster-bringing stuff? That's just superstition."

    "Yeah, but most Pokémon buy into it," Tessa sighed. "Despite that, Gallian loved it here at the guild. Whenever he visited home, he would always relay these exciting stories. And tell me how much he couldn't wait for me to join up with the guild." She fidgeted with her paws. "He was even willing to put off graduating to veteran rank until I joined. That way, we could room together while I got used to this place."

    "But he didn't seem nice at all yesterday," Shane muttered.

    "I don't know what happened," Tessa said. "One day, after I started staying over at Sylveon's, he shows up and threatens me. He told me he'd strike me down if he ever saw me set foot in the guild. This… this was the first time I'd seen him since then."

    Shane's snout stiffened. "I'm, uh, sorry?" he muttered. "It seems to me that he's gone berserk."

    "Don't say that!" Tessa yipped. "Please…" She looked down. "I… I don't want to think about that. Because if… if he's berserk… and we beat him…" Her eyes teared up.

    Shane frowned. "But, Tessa, didn't I tell you? Those berserk Pokémon… we have to put a stop to them. That's what I'm here for."

    Tessa tensed up. "And what makes you so sure of that?"

    "I've… I've had a couple of dreams," Shane confessed. "And in them, this voice calls out to me. He says he's Solgaleo. And that he needs me to help preserve the balance between day and night."

    "You're kidding me, right?"

    Shane's stance slouched. "See, this is why I didn't want to tell you anything. I knew you wouldn't believe me."

    "Well, it's, uh, y'know, just kind of hard to believe," Tessa confessed. "And there's no way to prove it."

    "It's not a stretch, though. C'mon, think about it. I show up in Horizon... and now these berserk Pokémon are appearing," Shane explained. "I understand that Absol's your brother and you're worried about him, but we can't just ignore him."

    Tessa rubbed her shoulder. "I… I…"

    Shane's ears drooped. "… I should've known you'd try to brush it off."

    "Vulpix…"

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Don't give me that. You want to know why I didn't want to talk to you about why I was 'in a foul mood?' Because I wasn't, okay? That was the real Shane. The one I told you about after saving your behind from Espeon and Umbreon. Who tends to be negative all the time and makes people angry because of it."

    Tessa looked down guiltily. Shane walked away from her. "Look at what happened yesterday. We blew it! It was a random stroke of luck that saved us from that Parasect and then, to add insult to injury, your brother shows up and effortlessly takes us out." He slapped a forepaw on the ground. "This isn't supposed to happen! I'm a human-turned-Pokémon… a chosen one! Solgaleo told me I was in a dream. I can't be defeated this easily. It's unacceptable!"

    "But… I was. Twice. In one day, no less!" He flopped to his belly, burying his head in his forepaws. "Who am I kidding? They chose the wrong human. This world's done for. Those berserk Pokémon are going to overrun the place and something's going to go wrong with day and night and…"

    "That's enough, Shane."

    Shane poked his head up. "Did… did you just call me–?"

    Tessa walked over to him. "Stop talking like this. You're right… I don't like it," she admitted.

    "I can't help it. It's just who I am," Shane whispered.

    "No, it's not," Tessa shot him down. "You said it yourself. That's who Shane the human was. Shane the Vulpix is an over-confident, overly-enthusiastic braggart…"

    "That's supposed to make me feel better?"

    "… let me finish," Tessa said. "You're too cocky… but you've also pushed me to do things that, before we met, I'd have never even attempted. The truth is, I spent months trying to work up the courage to join the guild, only to chicken out each time I came to Aeon Town. Yes, most of this has frightened me. A lot. But I don't want to be afraid anymore. I don't want my brother looking down on me. And if he has gone berserk, I don't want to turn tail when he needs my help."

    She extended a forepaw forward. "So, Team Radiance may not be perfect. But, we've still got to try our best, right?"

    Shane got to his feet. "Heh." He rubbed his eyes with his forepaw. "That's just what I'd expect a Riolu to say…" He let out a weak chuckle. "You aura users make me so jealous."

    Tessa's face flushed and she looked away.

    "C'mon." Shane stretched out his hind legs. "We'd better find Primarina and Vaporeon so we can explain what happened. Don't want to get into more trouble than we're already in, right?"

    Tessa nodded. "Right."

    From behind the corner of the nearby hallway, Null watched them emerge from the Guildmaster's office. He nodded to himself and disappeared before either of them could see him.
     
    Chapter 15
  • Apologies with the delay responding to this. I'd have thought being out of school would mean this stops being a busy time of year, but I was wrong. :V

    Oh, you meant it as in the cross section of the flux? Yeah, that way it makes sense.
    Glad I could clear that up.

    I know, but still, this is the very first mission they've been sent on - the Guild is sending the message that they prioritize physical strength over diplomacy. I kind of expected a comment from a member about how Tessa's initial approach was also a good thing, but none came.
    Okay, that makes perfect sense. Went back and added in a few lines where Tessa gets praised for taking the negotiation route, but is told it wouldn't have worked for this scenario.

    Not necessarily annoying, but confusing. Usually there's not that many separate shticks in a character's speech.
    Fair enough. I'll try to catch any of those if they pop up in future chapters that get revised.

    Naturally, don't even expect him to turn primarily nice at any point - it's just that if you have the protagonist be too unlikable too long at the start, a good bunch of readers may just decide to quit if they get the impression this is going to be how he acts for a good while with no big change.
    That's understandable. I guess I made an overzealous gamble in choosing to have his progression be a bit slow out of the gate, before the PMD world bites back hard and forces him to make some necessary changes.

    "Kinda an" flows poorly in speech imo - while "kinda" is more colloquial than "kind of", speech usually goes for the path of least resistance.
    Ooooh, didn't realize that. And thanks for the other typo notices as well.

    good to see Tessa startin to snark back :p
    She has her moments, trust me.

    Wait, why'd she shut her eyes? Feels like a difficult terrain like that would be much better to traverse with your eyes open.
    Good point. That should be taking a deep breath to steel her nerves. *changes*

    Well, Tessa finally lashes back at Shane. May have said this already, don't remember, but the plus side to having a character like Shane is that there's a lot of work off from, providing conflict and creating sympathy in the reader. However, I do hope this is going in the direction of "Tessa makes Shane become a better person" and not "Tessa learns to put up with Shane while he learns nothing".
    Without spoiling too much, the idea is that Shane is meant to learn how to be a genuinely good friend and a kind person. But there will be some major hurdles along the way.

    Speaking of characters - I didn't say this before, but man, I like Braviary. Just such a swell dude, and I happen to have a soft spot for accents like his. I hope he doesn't turn out to be evil. Ha ha ha ha ha ha *laughter gradually turns aggressive*.
    For what it's worth, Braviary is meant to be the anti-Nuzleaf. Don't think too hard about it.

    Thanks again for reviewing! ^^

    Onto Chapter 15. This was the final chapter I had drafted (and posted) that stuck to my original mindset of making the story PG/K10+. It was originally posted October 20th, 2017.

    XxX

    Chapter 15: Investigative Interlude
    "Hey... uh... Shane? You there?"

    "Of course I am, Nicky. What's the matter? You sound awful."

    "Yeah. I've... urgh... been puking up a storm today. Think I got the damn stomach bug going around."

    "Seriously? But tonight's the new Thor movie premier. We've been planning to go for months, dude!"

    "I know that, Shane! Why do you think I'm so upseeeeeeeecht?"

    "Was that a belch, dude? That sounded pretty nasty."

    "I told you. I got the stomach bug and I got it bad. I'm miserable here, man. I don't think I can go out tonight."

    "Come on! You've gotta be kidding me, here. Can't you just soldier through it? You know Thor's my favorite Avenger. And we already bought the tickets. I don't want them going to waste."

    "Look, why don't you just go by yourself? We could always go together next weekend or something, dude."

    "But it won't be the same! I'll know everything that happened! And I don't want to go to a premier by myself. People are gonna laugh at me."

    "Would you rather catch the bug I've got and be spewing chunks like I am? It's not pleasant, man. My insides
    hurt."

    "I... I guess not. It's just–"

    "I'm sorry, Shane. I've got to bail. There's no way I can sit through that movie. Just, I dunno, go with your dad or something."

    "But Dad hates superhero movies."

    "Then I don't know what to tell you man. Sorry."

    "... it's whatever, Nicky."

    Click!

    XxX

    ~Aeon Town~

    "... Vulpix? Hey, Vulpix!"

    Shane jolted to attention. He swiveled his head around, looking at the path leading from the Observatory toward the town square. "Did you say something?" Shane muttered.

    "Yes, I did," Tessa growled. "Were you paying attention?"

    "I must've spaced out... sorry," Shane muttered, wincing.

    Tessa sighed. "It's fine. We just need to get our stories straight for Primarina and Vaporeon. As much as I don't like it, we have to take the 'whole truth' approach and tell them everything that happened yesterday. We went on a mission to Twilight Forest, only to get ambushed by an… uh…" She froze mid-step.

    "What's the matter?" Shane asked.

    "Well, I can't think of a way to describe that Parasect. 'Berserk' just doesn't seem like that good of a word for what we saw," Tessa explained.

    "Hmm." Shane scrunched up his snout. "How about… bizarre?"

    "That's pretty open-ended."

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Okay then. What about creepy? Sinister? Totally whacko?" Tessa continued to shake her head at each option, making Shane more and more annoyed. "Shoot. I don't know. It looked like something out of one of those creepy sci-fi movies I watched back home, so how about 'alien?'"

    Tessa flinched. "Can't you think of anything else?"

    Shane shrugged. "Look, it's the best I can come up with. Take it or leave it."

    "Fine, alien it is," Tessa said. She resumed walking. "So, as I was saying, an alien Parasect jumped us. It would have done us in if Team Captivate hadn't shown up to save our butts."

    "Don't remind me," Shane grumbled. Despite the pep talk Tessa had given him several minutes ago, the defeat still left him with a bitter taste in his mouth.

    "Sorry," Tessa mumbled. "Anyway, we returned from that mission, only to find that Team Specter had been knocked out."

    "… by your brother," Shane interjected. "Who's also probably possessed by the same alien force that controlled Parasect."

    Tessa winced and looked down at the ground.

    "Hey, you're the one who wants to tell the whole truth," Shane pointed out. "Don't go backing out on me now. Cause I sure don't want to say we got our butts kicked twice in one day."

    "Okay, okay, fine," Tessa said. "It's not like those two knew Gallian all that well anyway. I guess I'll just have to deal with Braviary and Guildmaster Metagross when they get back from the expedition."

    Shane and Tessa froze at the outskirts of the town square. Several Pokémon gathered next to Crabrawler's Café. Shane's ears drooped. "Oh brother. Don't tell me Primarina's managed to attract a crowd. I am not about to fess up to anything in front of a bunch of strangers."

    "Well, he is kind of famous," Tessa muttered, poking her index digits together. "Maybe we didn't think this through properly?"

    "Us? He's the one who sauntered off," Shane scoffed.

    "Oh, it's positively dreadful, I tell you! Vappy, keep these folks back, babe. I need-a-leedly-deed some ox-y-heeeeeee-gen!"

    Shane started turning around, but Tessa grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. "Oh no you don't. You're not weaseling out of this. It sounds like something's wrong."

    "Which is exactly why I want to weasel out of it!" Shane protested, limbs flailing as he fought against Tessa's grip. "That guy's name literally sounds like prima dona. Whatever he's complaining about, I don't want to hear it."

    KZZZRT! Everyone stand back. I need space to conduct a proper interview.

    Tessa's aura feelers twitched. "That sounds like Officer Magnezone," she said.

    Shane stopped struggling. "So, something serious happened?"

    "We're not gonna know if we stand here. C'mon!" She dragged Shane forward, but he soon escaped her grasp and jogged toward the group.

    "Alright, alright, step aside!" he barked, swishing his scarf around to show off his badge. "Nothing to see here, folks. We're with the Horizon Guild. If you could just… urgh…" He struggled to duck underneath a Butterfree.

    Tessa shook her head. "I guess that's one way to make an entrance," she mused. Like her partner, she unclipped her explorer's badge and walked forward. "Err… I'm with him!" she squeaked, using her smaller stature to squeeze between the onlooking Pokémon. Tessa found her way out of the crowd and stumbled to Shane's side. The two of them found Primarina collapsed on the ground and an unamused Vaporeon fanning Primarina out with his tail.

    They expected to find Magnezone talking to one of the guild veterans, but instead saw him speaking to Crabrawler. Now, if you could just give me the sequence of events. Slowly, this time, he requested.

    Crabrawler nodded, his face ripe with worry. "I went to open up shop this morning. Things were rather slow, so I decided to do some cleaning in my storage room. Perfectly run of the mill, I say. But as I'm sweeping out the room, I pass by my safe and… and…"

    Crabrawler started to get choked up. "Oh, dash it all! It's terrible! The safe… wide open! My precious family recipe… gone!" He rubbed an arm across his face. "This is the worst thing to happen to me in all my years running the café. Tourist season is due to start in a matter of days and someone filched my Mythical Malasada recipe."

    Shane face planted. "Wait… all this commotion is over a lost recipe?" he said. "How is that a problem? Don't you, like, have it committed to memory or something?"

    Crabrawler promptly raised his fists, which startled glowing. Shane's tails jutted up into the air and his fur stood on end. "Rubbish!" Crabrawler bellowed. "The Mythical Malasada's recipe is too complex to simply 'commit to memory!' What kind of simpleton do you take me for, child?"

    Tessa hastily threw a paw up over Shane's muzzle. "Aha ha ha. Forgive him, Crabrawler, sir. He's… not from around here." She promptly shot Shane an icy look and released his muzzle.

    "Cripes… I didn't realize it was such a sore subject," Shane muttered. "What the heck's a malasada anyway?"

    Primarina bolted upright, making Vaporeon yip in surprise. "You mean you don't know?" he gasped.

    "It's the treat of the gods!
    With a texture so heavenly!
    The flavor… the aroma…
    It's quite extraordinary!
    And the Mythical Malasada…
    The greatest of all.
    Simply tastiiiiiiing one
    Will make you feel thirty feet taaaaaaallll!"


    The crowd erupted into applause, while Shane simply cocked his head in confusion. "That… didn't even remotely answer my question," he griped.

    "So, the other continents sell sweets like cookies and chocolate. Donuts are a particular favorite spreading from the Mist Continent," Vaporeon explained. "Malasadas are kinda similar. They're fried dough."

    "So, they're just fancy donuts?" Shane asked.

    "How daaaaare you!" Crabrawler bellowed, lunging for a startled Shane. Magnezone floated in front of him.

    KZZZACK! Please restrain yourself. Do not commit assault in front of an officer of the law, Magnezone instructed.

    "Can you believe that child? Comparing our continent's lovely malasadas to mere donuts? I say, malasadas are superior in every way!" Crabrawler declared.

    "Quite so, Crabrawler," Primarina agreed. "And you call yourself an explorer? Hmph!" He shook his head disapprovingly. "Vappy, remind me to have a stern conversation with the Guildmaster about his recruitment standards. They've gone way down, babe."

    "Uh, hello?" Shane waved a forepaw at Primarina. "Human-turned-Pokémon? Only been living in Horizon for about a few weeks? Ring any bells?"

    The crowd started muttering.

    "A human in Horizon? No way!"

    "This guy's gotta be joking. He looks like a normal Vulpix."

    "Maybe the heat's getting to him? I've never seen a Vulpix walking around outside the Invern Mountains."

    "But all the stories say they lose their memories when they become Pokémon."

    Shane frowned. Primarina looked at him in surprise. "Wait, that's you, babe?" He scratched his snout. "And here I thought Serperior was just yank-a-tiddly-anking my tailfins. She can be such a gossip sometimes, y'know."

    Between Primarina and the crowd's murmurs, Shane had had enough. "Yes, I am a human! And I'll prove it to you all… by using my awesome human brain to find the recipe thief in record time." He puffed his chest out confidently.

    It took Tessa a moment to process his statement. "Huhwha–?" She blinked several times. "You're going to do what now?"

    "Find the malasada recipe thief, of course," Shane declared. "In fact, I already have a suspect."

    The crowd gasped.

    "No way! I can't believe this!"

    "He's going to accuse someone without any evidence?"

    "He hasn't even investigated at all."

    "Besides, it's Officer Magnezone's job to investigate robberies. Not the guild's."

    "Ugh, it's not any of you," Shane groaned. "Although a clever criminal could try hiding in plain sight if they weren't confident they could escape, I don't think we're dealing with someone like that."

    Interesting. I was unaware humans possessed the ability to see the past. Could you impart such wisdom onto me?

    "No, because I can't do that. But I have a very strong hunch who's responsible," Shane declared. "If my assistant and I could just take a look at the, uh, 'crime scene.' We might find some evidence that confirms my suspicions!"

    Tessa's jaw dropped. "Excuse me? Your assistant? What happened to teamwork and equal partnership?"

    Shane winced. "Err... right... sorry... my bad," he muttered. "Um, what I meant to say was, could my teammate and I take a look?"

    "Vulpix, I don't have any experience with this kind of stuff. What do you expect me to do?" Tessa asked.

    "Not too much," Shane said. "You can follow me around and jot down all my brilliant thoughts as I deduce the identity of our criminal." He walked toward the entrance, only to stop and look at Crabrawler and Magnezone. "Actually, would either of you happen to have a deerstalker hat and an ornate wooden pipe?"

    Crabrawler and Magnezone exchanged confused looks.

    "Oh, come on. No need to be shy about it," Shane chuckled. "With your accent, Crabrawler, I'll bet you've got those stored away somewhere, right?"

    "Did you inhale a lot of Stun Spores as a pup?" Crabrawler scoffed.

    "Shane, quit making a scene," Tessa said. "What's a deerstalker anyway? Is it like a Deerling?"

    Shane frowned. "Never mind, it's not important. I guess I can still pull this off even without the right accessories." He turned back toward the café entrance.

    "Will you please just explain to me what's going on?" Tessa begged.

    "Sorry, no time," Shane declared, trotting toward the door. "Come along, Tessa… the game is afoot!"

    She watched him disappear into the entrance with a befuddled expression. "Wait, what game? And whose side are we on? Why won't you tell me what you're doing?" she whined. Tessa shook her head. "If this is his way of bouncing back from being in a mood, I'd rather him go back to moping."

    XxX

    ~Crabrawler's Café~

    Crabrawler led Magnezone and Team Radiance back into the storage room. It was surprisingly clean, with all of Crabrawler's supplies tucked neatly into ornate wooden shelves on the left side of the room or situated in drawers made of the same wood over in the room's back right corner.

    "Wow, Mr. Crabrawler. You even have a ladder in here and everything!" Tessa gasped.

    "Um... Tessa... that's a stepladder," Shane said, looking directly at the object in question.

    "First off, it's Riolu," Tessa said. "And second off, what's the difference?"

    "There's a huge difference!" Shane said. "A ladder is just this flat, measly piece of wood you have to lean against whatever you're climbing up. Hardly supportive or safe! But a stepladder is like two ladders stitched together to form one sturdy fortress of climbing superiority!"

    Tessa scratched her head. "But they just do the same thing, don't they? So, we should just call it a 'ladder' because it's shorter and saves us time and energy."

    Shane's right eye twitched. "That's... not... how... it works..."

    "I don't see a problem with it," Tessa said, shrugging.

    "Just forget it, then," Shane sighed, hanging his head. 'Odd... I feel like I've heard all this somewhere before.'

    "Come now. If I'm going to let you two children in here, then I expect results!" Crabrawler said. "The safe is over there." He pointed to his right. In the front right corner of the room, a safe sat perched atop a barrel. The door was open wide, showcasing the safe's empty contents. "See, there's absolutely nothing there to go off of. Are we done here?" Crabrawler asked.

    "Of course not. We're just beginning, after all," Shane declared. "And I won't stop until I've inspected every suspicious-looking nook and cranny."

    "Why not just look at the safe? It's right there," Tessa scoffed.

    Shane rolled his eyes. "Oh, silly partner. The obvious location is always the first place to check. Which is precisely why I won't check it first! There could be other clues to be found."

    Tessa opened her mouth to retort, but couldn't think of anything to say. Shane instead walked over toward the far wall, where Crabrawler's desk sat. "What do you think you're doing, child?" Crabrawler said. "The thief went right for my safe, obviously."

    "Shhhhh!" Shane held up a forepaw. "I'm trying to concentrate here." He walked up to the desk and leaned in toward the drawers, closely inspecting the handles. "Hmm… uh-huuuuuh. I see." He rubbed his chin. "Fascinating!"

    Tessa's shoulders slumped. "Would you care to share your findings, detective?"

    "There are claw marks on a couple of these handles," Shane announced.

    "Of course there are! I have claws, you rube," Crabrawler bellowed, brandishing his large pincers at Shane.

    That does not strike me as a very wise deduction, Magnezone added. I will update my information on humans to include their propensity for stating the obvious.

    Shane faceplanted into the ground. He quickly stood up, dusting himself off. "Ugh, some people just take the fun out of everything," he grumbled. "Look, you guys didn't let me finish, okay? The claw marks aren't large like you'd expect if Crabrawler opened the drawers."

    "Wait, they're not?" Tessa approached the desk and looked in the direction Shane faced.

    "Yeah, they're very thin," Shane said. "And furthermore, there are multiple of them. See those thin lines all placed next to each other? They look like claw marks to me."

    "I guess so. But, what's that supposed to mean?"

    "That depends." Shane turned to Crabrawler. "Do you have any staff or helpers that you let back here?"

    "Perish the thought," Crabrawler scoffed. "This café's been family run for generations. When I decide to up and have a kid, I'll pass it on to them."

    "Okay." Shane tapped his forehead with a forepaw. "So, the logical conclusion to draw is that a Pokémon bearing claws entered the room and opened up these drawers."

    Alternative theory: the thief utilized a fake set of claws to throw everyone off.

    "That is unnecessarily overcomplicated," Shane exclaimed. "There's an old human idiom that says, 'when you hear hoofbeats, don't think zebras.'"

    Shane got three blank looks.

    He rolled his eyes. "Ugh, it just means that the simplest explanation is usually the right one. Now then, if the culprit tried the desk, they may have searched other sealed things as well. Anything in here besides these desk drawers?"

    "Only the safe," Crabrawler said.

    "Okay then. Safe it is." Shane walked over to the safe and barrel, sweeping his head back and forth.

    "What exactly are you looking for?" Tessa asked.

    "Trace evidence," Shane replied. "A lot of Pokémon have fur, wings, scales, or some sort of slime clinging to them. I guarantee that if our culprit falls into one of those groups, they shed a bit and left something for us to find."

    "Shed? I'll have you know this is the same fur I was born with!" Tessa protested.

    Shane rolled his eyes. "You're honestly about to stand there and tell me you've never had anyone run a brush through your fur? What about your mom?"

    Tessa stiffened and looked away. Memories flashed by of her pup days; sitting on her mother's lap while she tried to brush her knotted fur. "That's…" Tessa took in a sharp breath. "None of your business."

    A query, human. How would a trace amount of fur enable you to determine who is responsible? You are not psychic, Magnezone pointed out.

    "No, duh. Of course it won't. The point isn't to find out exactly who did it," Shane elaborated, running his snout across the floor. "It's to try and find something that confirms the suspect I have in mind."

    That doesn't sound accurate, Mangezone said.

    "Well, it worked for all the detectives on TV," Shane quipped.

    "And if you don't find what you're looking for?" Crabrawler asked.

    "Then I just need to shuffle my thinking," Shane declared. A smile crept onto his muzzle. "But I don't think I need to worry about that. Check it!" He pointed a forepaw toward the base of the barrel.

    I do not see anything other than wood, Magnezone said.

    "That's because you need to come closer," Shane said. Under his breath he added, "Boy, the police in this place sure leave something to be desired." He guided Magnezone forward and maneuvered the officer's right magnet-hand to hover by the bottom of the barrel. "If you could just gimme a little static electricity here."

    I am not supposed to utilize my electrical attacks unless force is required to restrain a criminal, Magnezone reported.

    "Just do it," Shane ordered. Magnezone pointed his magnet-arm forward and applied a slight current. Shane leaned in, causing the fur on his chest and face to comically poof up. More importantly however, a small cluster of long, thin, and white fibers stuck to Magnezone's hand.

    "Okay, stop. Stop!" Shane ordered. He stepped backward, trying to shake the puffiness out of his fur.

    Behind him, Tessa restrained her laughter. "What's the matter, Vulpix? Your brain need a jump start or something?" she heckled.

    "Har, har. Hey, maybe if this exploration team gig doesn't work out you can join Primarina's performance ensemble as a stand-up comedian," Shane fired back. He beckoned her forward with a paw. "I'll have you know we got exactly what I was looking for."

    Tessa and Crabrawler joined Shane and Magnezone. The officer turned around. I do not understand. Why do you consider these hair strands so important?

    Shane smirked. "They're the trace evidence I was referring to! White fur left behind by our culprit while they broke into the safe."

    "But you have white fur," Crabrawler pointed out. "Who's to say you didn't shed that fur strutting around my storage room, eh?"

    "A fair point. But… heh…" Shane tapped his noggin. "Even without a crime lab to analyze the hair fibers and test their DNA, I'm pretty confident it's not mine. See, my fur is a much brighter shade of white." He walked right up next to Magnezone, allowing Tessa and Crabrawler to compare.

    "Huh, I guess you're right," Tessa acknowledged. "But, wait, you're not trying to suggest Sylveon did this, are you? She's the only one who comes to mind with white fur."

    Shane gave her an unamused look. "Are you serious right now? This is totally obvious!"

    I fail to see the obviousness of this, Magnezone countered.

    "Yeah, me too," Tessa agreed. "Why does any of this matter? Who's your suspect?"

    "Why, that's elementary, my dear Tessa," Shane declared, a goofy grin sprawled across his face. "Oh man, it felt even better saying that line than I thought it would."

    "Oy! Vulpix!" Tessa snapped her digits at him. "Get to the point!"

    "Fine, fine." Shane turned around and closed the safe door, revealing a set of jagged claw marks running across the locking mechanism. They had caused the lock to break open, and it now bobbed back and forth from the door by a series of springs.

    "Between the claw marks on the desk, the ones on this safe, and the white fur scattered around the barrel, it's clear to me that the culprit is none other than…" Shane took in a deep breath and placed a forepaw against his chest.

    Tessa clenched her fists. "C'mon. Just tell us already!"

    "I was pausing for dramatic effect," Shane declared, earning a stink eye from Tessa. "Okay, sheesh. Look, the culprit's Absol... or, rather, Gallian. I don't think it could be anyone else."

    Tessa's muzzle stiffened. "You… you can't be serious."

    That does not compute. Gallian is a registered guild apprentice. For what reason would he want to commit such a crime? Magnezone asked.

    "Yes, a capital question, officer. No one's seen hide or hair of the gent in nigh on half a year!" Crabrawler added. "Are you really suggesting he suddenly reappeared just to steal my malasada recipe?"

    "Ah, yes, motive. That's easy enough to explain," Shane said. "See, Riolu and I found him in the Observatory yesterday. He ransacked Guildmaster Metagross' office. Or, at least, messed it up as much as you could for a place that has nothing in it."

    Shane stared pacing back and forth. "Judging by his ragged condition, he must've been trying to find something valuable to steal and pawn off. So, it's not unreasonable to deduce that, when he came up empty-pawed, he high-tailed it over to the café and stole the most valuable thing he could think of: the recipe!"

    Shane paused and looked at one of the cabinets. "The only question is… what would the alien force infecting him want with a donut recipe?"

    "Malasada recipe!" Crabrawler protested. "And what are you on about with aliens?" He turned to Magnezone. "I want this charlatan arrested. He's making a mockery of me and my plight."

    I cannot simply arrest someone for teasing. That is not a crime. It is just rude.

    "I'm not teasing anyone here! What I'm saying is the truth," Shane insisted. "Back me up here, Riolu. Didn't we confront your brother yesterday?"

    Tessa tensed up. She looked down at the floor and poked her index digits together.

    "Riolu. You said we'd tell the truth, remember?"

    Tessa hung her head. "It's true, Officer Magnezone. We caught my brother trying to steal from the guild yesterday. He managed to knock us out and get away. So, it's possible he could've broken in here too."

    "Egads!" Crabrawler's jaw dropped. "You mean this crazy human is actually right?"

    Shane beamed. "I told you I knew what I was doing."

    "But there's a problem, Vulpix," Tessa said. "If that's the truth, and Gallian broke in here last night, he's probably long gone by now. Which means there's no way we're finding that malasada recipe."

    The confident look on Shane's face instantly vanished. He slouched over like he was a living balloon that just got deflated. "Oh… yeah. I guess that's true."

    "Oh no! The horror! The shame of it all!" Crabrawler sobbed. "He's going to pass along my family's biggest secret. I'm ruined I tell you! Ruiiiiiiiiined!"

    I will put out a memo to all shops in Horizon to be on the lookout for an Absol trying to sell a recipe, Magnezone announced.

    "Fat lot of good that'll do," Crabrawler hiccupped. "The fiend probably has underground connections. He's part of the guild, after all."

    As Shane racked his brain to try and come up with some sort of solution, he noticed a shadow in the sunbeam stretching across the room. He immediately looked up at the small window near the ceiling and spotted the tip of what appeared to be a gray tail.

    "Guys! I just saw something!" he gasped. "Someone just moved past that window. We were being watched."

    Do not try to distract from this subject, human. We must strategize to attempt to intercept the criminal Absol, Magnezone exclaimed. It appears I must also update my databanks on humans to include their inability to pay attention to something very long.

    "I'm serious here," Shane huffed. "Someone was watching us. If we hurry, we can track them down. They might know something about Gallian's whereabouts!" He turned to Tessa. "C'mon, you believe me, don't you?"

    Tessa scrunched up her face in thought. 'Well, he did seem pretty on the ball with those deductions of his.' She turned and jogged toward the door. "Sorry to run out on you guys. But if my partner says he thinks he saw something worth pursuing, then I'm gonna agree with him."

    A big smile spread its way across Shane's mouth. "Alright! Let's hurry," he said, and scampered along after Tessa.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Town~

    Shane and Tessa hurried around to the back of Crabrawler's Café. But whatever Shane had seen was already long gone. He looked around and his brow furrowed. "Crud, we weren't quick enough!"

    "Now what?" Tessa asked. "I don't suppose you got a good look at this phantom of yours, did you?"

    "Not really. I just saw the tip of a gray tail," Shane recalled. "But that doesn't really do much to narrow it down, does it?"

    Tessa scratched her head. "At the very least, it's definitely not Gallian. So, doesn't that debunk your 'this snooping Pokémon could know something,' theory?"

    "Not if Gallian had an accomplice," Shane said.

    Tessa frowned. "You're just making this up as you go along, aren't you?"

    "Well, a little bit," Shane admitted, earning a glare from Tessa. "But I told you, I've seen plenty of crime stories. They can take all sorts of surprising twists and turns."

    "This isn't a story, though," Tessa groaned.

    "Okay, point taken. Still, I'm not giving up here and neither should you. Because we do have a way of telling if someone was here," Shane said. He turned around and looked Tessa right in the eyes.

    "What are you staring at me for? This was your idea," Tessa pointed out.

    "Uh, because I need you to do your special aura sense stuff, duh," Shane said. "If there was a Pokémon here, they must've left a lingering trace of energy behind, right? That's usually how it works."

    Tessa crossed her arms. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were an aura expert. Say, want to teach me Aura Sphere while you're at it? I've heard some Riolus can learn it on their own with enough practice."

    Shane frowned. "C'mon, knock it off. Every second you spend being snarky is costing us precious time here."

    "Didn't I make it clear to you before? I can't just turn on my aura sense at will. It's not fully developed... and I don't think it ever will be. If I was evolved, then maybe. But there's no way that'll every happen."

    "Well, you're a happiness evolution so if you keep that attitude up…" Shane trailed off the moment he noticed Tessa's stink eye. "Look, couldn't you just try? Maybe if you just concentrate really hard or something?"

    "… ugh, fine. But you need to stand back. Like, way back. Or I'm only going to sense you," Tessa said, shooing Shane off with a flick of her paws. Shane backed up toward the town square, earning some confused looks from townsfolk enjoying the sunny weather. Satisfied, Tessa turned and approached the base of the café's rear window.

    'Okay.' Tessa took a deep breath. 'C'mon, Riolu… you can do this. Relax… deep breaths. Just like Mom taught you. Clear your mind… clear your mind… clear your…'

    Suddenly she wasn't standing in back of a building anymore. Instead, she sat atop a rock, overlooking Aeon Town. She heard grass shuffling behind her, and spun around. Her mother weaved her way through the grass field. Prisma's feet glided across the ground, tracing concentric circles. She twisted about, slowly rotating her arms and tracing circles in the air with her paws. The blue energy flickering in her paws danced around with her, creating ribbon-like trails.

    'Mom…'

    "Hey! Did you sense anything?"

    Shane's shouts jolted Tessa out of her daydream. "N-No!" she stammered. "And I won't sense squat if you don't back off and let me concentrate." She slammed her eyes shut and clenched her fists.

    'Rrrrr… you can do this! Focus! Pay attention. Deep breath in…' She sucked in a large gulp of air and tensed up. For a brief moment, a mosaic of colors spread across her vision, replacing the interior of her eyelids. Though it quickly faded, Tessa's brain was able to process the sensation. Most of what she saw were various shades of browns, greens, and grays. But one thing immediately stuck out to her.

    "Vulpix was right," she whispered. "Hey!" She turned around and waved Shane over. "I got something."

    Shane smiled. "See, I knew you could do it! What did you find?"

    Tessa blushed and looked away, fidgeting with her scarf. "I saw a flicker of wispy energy. If I'm remembering mom's lessons right, ghost-types tend to give those off if they linger somewhere long enough."

    Shane nodded. "That makes sense to me. So, based on that information, we're looking for a ghost-type Pokémon with a flat, dark gray tail of sorts." His brow furrowed. "But the only thing that comes to mind is Giratina and we'd definitely know if there was a giant, spoopy ghost-dragon stalking us."

    "Spoopy? Is that another human thing?"

    "Yup!" Shane chirped. "Now then, if it's not Giratina… then who could it be?"

    Tessa's eyes widened in realization. "I think I might know who you're talking about. See, there's this Pokémon called Mimikyu that–"

    "Hit the deck!"

    Shane dived toward Tessa and fell on top of her. Tessa yipped from hitting the ground. Seconds later, Shane hissed in pain. He peppered Tessa's face with small snowflakes.

    "Unngh… get off me," she grunted, shoving Shane aside. "What was that all about?" She looked over and noticed a set of claw marks running across Shane's back. Purple vapor trailed off of him. Tessa turned to her right where a dark, shadowy-purple claw retreated around the street corner.

    "Hey!" she barked, running after the ghostly claw. Her shout had given away her position, however, and the arm shot toward her. It slashed in front of her, but she was able to fall back on her heels, narrowly avoiding razor-sharp bits of ectoplasm. She opened her mouth wide, fangs turning black.

    Tessa bit down on the ghost-arm. It dissolved into a purple fog, revealing a dull gray cloth that tasted like a dirty rag. Tessa's gag reflex nearly made her heave, but she steeled her will and yanked her head back. A frightened shout echoed from the alleyway. Tessa fell backwards and succeeded in dragging out the offender: Mimikyu. She could just make out a purple void struggling to keep Mimikyu's disguise rooted to the ground.

    "Ahh! No! Stop! Please stop! Let go, let go, let go! I'm sorry!" Mimikyu squealed. He wriggled his arm about in Tessa's mouth. She released her grip and swallowed hard, trying not to puke. Tessa raised her fists and glared defiantly at the Mimikyu.

    "You were watching us in the café, weren't you?" she accused. "Why did you attack us? Are you the real thief?"

    Though she had never met a Mimikyu before, she'd heard about them from her parents. So, she made sure to focus her gaze on the tiny holes in the disguise's chest. There, she could see Mimikyu's eyes tearing up. "Please… please don't hurt me, miss!" he blubbered. "I… I didn't mean to! You… you just startled me, that's all. I don't… I don't want any trouble."

    "Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it," Tessa growled.

    "Easy there, partner."

    Tessa whirled around to see Shane back on his feet. He winced with each step forward; the Shadow Claw had clearly done a number on him. "I can take it from here," he said. "Hi there."

    Mimikyu noticed the gaps in Shane's fur and shrank back. "Ack! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you like that. I just panicked and…"

    "It's fine, it's okay," Shane coaxed, stepping cautiously toward Mimikyu. "We're not going to hurt you. We just want to get Crabrawler's recipe back. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?"

    Mimikyu nodded his head slowly. "Ah, see, see. That's good. But, y'know, I think it would be better if we were able to talk face to face. So, why don't we take off that Pikachu costume and see who you really are, huh?" Shane said, reaching a paw toward Mimikyu. "Boy, I can't believe I get to do my own Scooby Doo villain unmasking."

    Both Mimikyu's and Tessa's eyes widened. "Vulpix, don't–!"

    Shane started lifting up Mimikyu's disguise. Purple smog rushed out and surrounded Shane. His entire body stiffened, his eyes rolled back in his skull, and he collapsed onto his side.

    "Gaaah! I'm sorry… I'm sorry!" Mimikyu bawled, hopping back. "Th… this is bad. This is very bad!" Tessa noticed Mimikyu's arm appearing again, draped by purple ectoplasm. "No… no… I can't let you report me to Officer Magnezone. I didn't mean to do this… I was just supposed to be the distraction!"

    Tessa raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean? You did steal the recipe?"

    "No, no, no, no! I'm innocent… I swear!" Mimikyu pleaded. The shadows faded from his arm and it withdrew into his costume. Seconds later, it reappeared with a piece of parchment. "I have the recipe right here, but I didn't take it! I was just supposed to hold onto it for a little while. Please, you have to believe me… this is all a big mistake!"

    Shane started coming to while Tessa accepted the recipe. "Well if you didn't take this, then who gave it to you?" she asked.

    "An Absol... with a serrated scythe," Mimikyu replied. "I… I didn't want to do it. But he said he would give me delicious berries! He's… he's…" Mimikyu looked away shamefully. "He's the only Pokémon in town who's bothered to talk with me lately. Even if he was yelling at me. I just… appreciated the attention." His eyes teared up again. "But I'm not a criminal. I swear it! Or may Reshiram strike me down in a ball of Blue Flare."

    "Did Absol tell you what he wanted you to hold onto this recipe for?" Tessa asked. Mimikyu rapidly shook his head.

    "Wait, so I was right?"

    "Not the time, Vulpix," Tessa growled.

    "Somebody! Anybody! Heeeeeeeeeelp! I've been robbed!"

    Mimikyu's eyes widened. Both Tessa and Shane gave him angry looks. "I… I had nothing to do with that. I've been over here with you two," Mimikyu bawled.

    "We'd better take him with us, just to be safe," Tessa exclaimed. Shane nodded his approval. Team Radiance ran in the direction of the shouts, bringing Mimikyu along with them. They didn't need to go far, however. For the second time that day, they found a small crowd gathered in front of a building, with Magnezone right in front. Except this time around, it was the Kecleon Shop.

    KZZZZRRRT. Please explain what happened, Magnezone said. Shane and Tessa managed to make their ways forward, shoving Mimikyu through to the front of the crowd. There, they found Kecleon lying on his stomach, clutching it in pain.

    "It… it all happened so fast," Kecleon wheezed. "Absol... the one from the guild… he ran into the shop. He… snatched up some TM's and… made for the door. I… lunged after him… but…" Kecleon shuddered and rolled onto his back. The crowd gasped and Team Radiance recoiled. Kecleon's belly had scorch marks crackling with purple electricity.

    "I… I've never felt an attack… like this…" Kecleon groaned. "He… hit me. I… tried to call for… support… like I do when… I'm confronted by thieves. But… his attack… it hurt so much! I… I must've passed out. And now… he's gone. And so are the TM's!"

    Tessa stomach knotted up. 'No… this can't be right! Gallian, how could you? Why would you do something like this?'

    "Um, Officer Magnezone, sir?" Shane spoke up. "I think my teammate and I may know what's going on here."

    Oh… it is you. Yes, as I recall, you were offering an explanation before you sprinted out of the room, Magnezone said, to Shane's chagrin. Would you care to continue spouting off your theory?

    "Actually, I've got something even better than that," Shane declared. He swiped the malasada recipe from Tessa's paw. "Behold… our missing Mystical Malasada recipe!"

    A few Pokémon grunted in surprise as Crabrawler shoved his way through the crowd. "What's this? You say you found my recipe?" He scuttled over to Shane and took the parchment from him. His eyes widened. "I say, this is it! Oh, capital job, Vulpix!"

    The crowd muttered in surprise at this.

    "Furthermore, we apprehended the recipe from Mimikyu here," Shane continued. Mimikyu's disguise slouched over. "According to his testimony, he was given the recipe to serve 'as a distraction.' And the Pokémon who gave him the recipe to hold? Why… the very same Absol that robbed Kecleon: Gallian!"

    A flurry of comments rose up from the crowd.

    "Wait… Lucario's son did this?"

    "Unbelievable… he was one of the most virtuous members of the guild."

    "Where's Lucario? Shouldn't she have a better grasp on her kid?"

    "Ha! No one's seen her in half a year."

    "Say, isn't Riolu also her kid?"

    Tessa looked down at the ground, frowning. "Hey, all of you be quiet!" Shane barked. "I hadn't finished yet." He shook his head. "Where was I? Oh, right. If we put the pieces together, we can make a reasonable sequence of events."

    Which is what, exactly? Magnezone asked.

    "First, Gallian poked around the Observatory. He didn't find what he was looking for, so he decided to go with a backup plan of stealing TM's from Kecleon," Shane explained. "In order to do that, he created a diversion by stealing the malasada recipe. While we were all occupied with that, he probably went into Kecleon's shop and swiped the TM's." He turned to Kecleon. "Do you have any idea how long you were out for?"

    "Uh… I think I had just started to see a crowd forming by the café when Gallian showed up," Kecleon reported.

    Shane's brow furrowed. "Drat! He's probably long gone for real, then. I can't believe he managed to outfox us like that!" Shane bit his lower lip. 'This guy got away with stealing from a Kecleon? Okay… this is bad. Really bad! As if it wasn't humiliating enough getting knocked out by him yesterday… now I know that he's totally out of my league. What if I run into him again? How am I supposed to win?'

    He turned to Mimikyu. "Did he give you any indication where he was heading?"

    "N-No!" Mimikyu squeaked. "I swear I have no idea. This wasn't supposed to happen! I made an honest mistake."

    You assisted with criminal activity and held onto a stolen item, Magnezone stated. That is, in and of itself, a crime.

    Mimikyu's eyes watered. "Please don't arrest me. I'll do anything to make it up to you guys!"

    Magnezone's bolts whirred. Very well. In restitution for your actions, you must assist the Horizon Guild until Guildmaster Metagross says you have made up for your transgressions.

    Mimikyu's disguise bobbed back and forth rapidly. "Of course! Of course! Of course! I'll be the bestest, most-amazing helper you've ever seen. Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

    Magnezone turned away from Team Radiance. I must contact your Guildmaster and file the necessary paperwork. Please excuse me.

    Shane raised a curious eyebrow. "Did… did we just inadvertently recruit this Mimikyu guy?"

    Tessa shrugged.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    After collecting a handsome reward from Crabrawler – and having Primarina attempt to serenade them despite Shane's vociferous protests – Team Radiance escorted Mimikyu back to the Observatory. They deposited Mimikyu under Null's watch and reported the day's events to Braviary and Magearna.

    "So, Gallian's done gone rogue on us? Mighty troubling to hear," Braviary's voice crackled through the Gear-Com.

    "It's not his fault, sir," Tessa insisted. "He's under the control of some sort of weird energy. It effected that Meowth, the Munchlax duo we fought with Steenee, and the Parasect we encountered in Twilight Forest. Something is definitely wrong here."

    "I concurbulate," Magearna said. "Our investigation into the tidal issues at Sunset Shoals yielded no answers. But we encountered a trio of Mareanie much like you described. Upon defeaticating them, their bodies de-colorized before our eyes. I had wanted to analyze their energy significators, but there was no energy left for me to even detect."

    Shane and Tessa exchanged nervous looks.

    "It ain't just that either," Braviary jumped in, "The folks in Circadian Coast are starting to build up fortifications cause the waters of the Midnight Sea are spilling into their town."

    "What does the Guildmaster think about this?" Shane asked.

    "He ain't exactly the sharing type, Vulpix," Braviary replied. "Luckily, we managed to find a feller who claims to know a thing or two about what's happening. We're bringing him back to stay over at the guild temporarily while we look into this stuff in more detail."

    "When are you guys coming back, exactly?" Tessa wondered.

    "It should be another day or two. We do need to disassemble base camp, after all," Magearna reported. "Is there anything else to reportify?"

    "No," Shane said. The two parties bid each other farewell and disconnected the call. Shane sighed and slumped over on his pillow. "Riolu, I think we need to take some time to toughen up a bit," he said.

    "What do you mean?"

    "Y'know, get some training in. Learn some new moves. Take on a handful of missions. Maybe look into TM's and emeras for our looplets," Shane said. "We've collected plenty of stardust, so we can have Magearna make us emeras, right?"

    Tessa blinked in surprise. "Wow, Vulpix. That's, uh, a surprisingly good idea coming from you."

    "Hey, I have plenty of good ideas," Shane harrumphed. "And they were on full display today. Admit it."

    "What, and inflate that head of yours only so it can get popped again? No thanks," Tessa dismissed.

    Shane frowned. "Enough joking around, I'm serious here. These past few days have been very rough for us. We need to step up our game! My gut is telling me we're bound to run into Gallian again at some point. We've got to prepare for that so we can actually put up a fight."

    Tessa winced. "There's… no way to know that for certain."

    "Yeah, okay. It's a gut reaction. But if I had money, I'd bet all of it on that happening," Shane said.

    His partner grasped her shoulders and shivered. "Please don't bring it up anymore, Vulpix. I… I don't want to think about that."

    "We need to think about it, though. Or our keisters are going to get cooked!" Shane said.

    "I said drop it!" Tessa suddenly shouted. Shane's ears folded against his head.

    "Geez, what's got your fur bristled?" Shane muttered. "What, do you want me to invite Null to join us, or something?"

    Tessa didn't respond. Nevertheless, she didn't put up any resistance when Shane had them spend the next couple of days taking several missions. Most of their assignments hit some snags. But they managed to avoid any serious issues and even kept the arguing to a minimum. Though, that was undoubtedly because Tessa was keeping surprisingly quiet.

    Eventually, they returned from a mission in Twilight Forest to find Braviary standing in the guild's entrance. Across from him stood a red-and-white werewolf with a wicked mane and long, noodle-like arms.

    "… I can get you situated in yer own room, but it'll be at the very end of the living quarters," Braviary said.

    "Doesn't matter to me, mate. The extra walking ought to do me good."

    Braviary noticed Team Radiance in the doorway. "Ah, good. Y'all are back. Come over here, there's someone I'd like y'all to meet." The duo approached Braviary. Shane's gaze was fixed firmly on the werewolf. "This here is Lycanroc. He's gonna help us look into this whole berserk Pokémon business."

    Lycanroc smirked, showing off gleaming-white fangs. He fixed his glowing red eyes on Shane. "Heard a bit about ya, kid. It's nice ta meet ya, Snowy."

    Shane's entire body stiffened upon hearing that nickname.

    'Oh no... this guy's not going to help us. He's a criminal!'

    End of Episode 5
     
    Chapter 16
  • This chapter, originally posted on October 27th, 2017, marks the start of the second Special Episode. "But Amby, you just finished a special episode a few weeks ago!" Why yes I did, concerned voice that came out of nowhere. Originally, this was meant to be later in the story, but as I drafted it, I realized it needed to go here. The episode itself takes inspiration from "Here Comes Team Charm!" in Explorers of Sky... and spy movies. I'm sure that sounds weird, but I promise, it's going to be fun. Enjoy! :)

    XxX

    ~Aeon Town~

    The sun had just started to peek out from the east, painting Aeon Town in swathes of yellow and orange. Long shadows stretched out from each building. It was from these shadows that a blur raced forward. It sprinted up the hill leading out of the town square, pausing only to dip into cover behind the occasional tree.

    A Zoroark's pointed, dark-gray snout poked out from one of the trees, followed by her sharp, angled face with pointed ears and a large crimson mane. She reached up and plucked an envelope from her mane, cradling it in her red claws.

    "Good, no one's around. Just go and make the drop nice and quick, Zoroark. Hurry, before people start waking up," she whispered. Deep breaths followed, with Zoroark placing the envelope in her mouth. She got down on all fours and sprinted forward, using her upper limbs to help propel her the rest of the way to the Aeon Observatory.

    Zoroark scanned the building's exterior until her eyes fell on a mail slot positioned to the right of the entrance. A sign neatly displaying, "Place job requests here," hung over the slot. Zoroark sped toward the chute and skidded to a halt. As she spun around, she grabbed the envelope from her mouth and thrusted it into the mail slot. She pressed her face against the wall and heard a soft fwump from the other side. She sighed in relief.

    "Now I just got to hope my request gets to the right team."

    Zoroark backed away from the Observatory, and then sprinted toward the edge of the hill. She stole one more glance at the building to make sure there was no one watching, and then leaped off, disappearing behind the steep drop-off.

    XxX

    Once upon a time,
    There were three feisty little young'uns.
    Dreams of exploring brimming in their eyes.
    I saw that there potential,
    And decided to take 'em under my wing.

    Now, they've grown up,
    Into three lovely ladies.
    With thrill-seeking spirits and eyes fer adventure.
    They're serpents, they all know Captivate, and they work for the guild.
    They are…


    Special Episode 2: Horizon's Angels

    Chapter 16: From Lively Town with Love


    This special episode focuses on Team Captivate completing a top-secret assignment. It takes place concurrently with the events of Episode 5.

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    "A little lower… a little lower… a little lo– oh baby, that's the spot right there!"

    Serperior gave a content sigh and slumped down in her chair. She stared blankly in front of her, watching steam rise up from the base of her tail. Beside her, Dragonair sat next to a tray of small stones, all of which gave off steam like the one positioned on Serperior's body.

    "You know, most Pokémon opt to use all the stones so they hit their pressure points," Dragonair muttered. "Using only one kinda defeats the purpose."

    "Hey now, I can only tolerate so much heat at once, Airy," Serperior said. "And I am very much tolerating this right now." She sank back into her seat and let her head loll off to the side.

    "You could have at least told me you only planned on using one stone," Dragonair sighed. "It takes time to heat these up properly, you know. Hey, Milotic, do you want to use any of these as long as I've got them heated up?"

    Dragonair glanced over at a pink, heart-shaped bed in the corner of the room. A loud snore flared up from that location.

    "… guess not," Dragonair said.

    "Why don't you just use them on yourself, Airy?" Serperior giggled. "Come on, I can squeeze over a little bit to make room."

    "Hot stone therapy isn't something you do to yourself, Serperior," Dragonair chided. "We've been over this before."

    "Oh! Oh! I'll take the hot rocks if you don't want them, missy."

    Dragonair pivoted around, expecting to find someone in the room's doorway. Nobody was there.

    "… no, no, no. Over here. On your left," the voice instructed. Dragonair turned to her left, only to see a column helping hold up the ceiling. "Perfect!"

    "Uh, I'm not giving my stones to a piece of the wall," Dragonair said.

    "Why not? I've been feeling kinda low on minerals, lately," the column whined.

    "These are not for eating," Dragonair said.

    "Oh, for pity's sake, Airy. How long are you gonna indulge him?" Serprerior groaned. She turned to look at the column. "Get outta there, Haunter. We told you to stop creeping around our room."

    A set of large eyes and a big grin appeared on the column. "Aww, come on. Don't be like that, Serperior. I happen to think this vantage point really rocks. Mwee hee hee hee he– AUUGH!"

    A jet of steaming water suddenly spilled across the column from the far side of the room. The eyes and mouth disappeared and Haunter's shadowy body melted out of the column. Milotic slithered over, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.

    "Uuurrrghhh…" Haunter gurgled. "Waaah! You girls are such killjoys."

    "Excuse me? Which one of us is spying on another team's private time?" Milotic scoffed. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't report this little peeping incident to Braviary, huh?"

    "Oh! Oh! Here's a perfect reason: he's not here. Mwee hee hee hee hee!"

    "He'll be back, you know," Milotic countered.

    "But not for a few days. The big expedition started and everyone's already left," Haunter said, floating back into the air. He pulled his eyeballs out of his ethereal head and started juggling them. "I just wanted to have a little fun since we've got the run of the guild."

    "Then why not go mess with the rookies? I would think that Vulpix would be good for a laugh riot or two," Serperior said, stretching out her tail.

    "Now, see, I totally thought of that, but Null is already up and prowling around the main level like he's stalking prey," Haunter said, poking his index fingers together. "Just between the four of us, that guy is S-C-A-R-Y scary!"

    "You're a ghost, Haunter," Milotic pointed out. "I thought you were better than that."

    "Ghosts can't get scared? I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was speaking to Giratina, lord of spookiness." He bowed before Milotic. "Oh, thank you ever-so-much for gracing our dusty halls with your overwhelming terror, sir. You're looking rather… fabulous compared to the legends though. Mwee hee hee hee!"

    Milotic gave Haunter a glare that suggested he was five seconds away from another Scald to the face.

    "W-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." Haunter threw his hands up and waved them about. "I… I have a reason for being here. I'm just doing Braviary's job in his absence, I swear!"

    Milotic raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?"

    "Yes, really!" Haunter snapped his fingers. "Show 'em, Drifloon."

    Drifloon materialized from the flower pot next to the stone column. Milotic's face immediately went bright red and she adjusted her position. "Y… you let him in here with you?" she hissed.

    "Heh heh… hiya, gorgeous. You're such a pretty sleeper," Drifloon greeted, shades of red popping up underneath his eyes. "Anyway, you guys got a personal request." He held up an envelope. "This one's apparently really high priority." He tossed the envelope toward Dragonair, allowing her to glance the top of it.

    "This envelope's got a seal from the Water Continent," she gasped. "What do they want with us?"

    "Dunno. It had your team name on it. And the instructions on the front specifically said this stuff was, 'For your eyes only,'" Drifloon mused. "I assume that meant you fine femme fatales knew about this." He brought one of his strings up toward his face and blew a kiss at Milotic. She shuddered and looked away.

    "Get out before I freeze you," Milotic growled.

    "Whatever you say, gorgeous." Drifloon winked and floated out of the room. Haunter followed along after him.

    Milotic shook her head. "You use Captivate on a guy one time and he won't stop leaving you alone."

    "To be fair, you had, like, three different emeras bolstering it," Serperior said, giggling. "Anyway, what's in the mail? Is it an assignment?"

    "Let's find out. Airy, if you please." Milotic held up the envelope and Dragonair sliced it open with a small blade of wind. A single piece of paper spilled out onto the floor. Milotic scooped up the letter.

    "Team Captivate, I address this to you in the hopes of acquiring your help with something incredibly important. I'm afraid I can't go into details about it in this letter. The information is very sensitive and I need to relay it to you in person. If you receive this message, please meet me at the Treetop Motel in Terrace Village. Sincerely… Zoroark?"

    Milotic blinked and looked down at the letter again. "I… I don't believe this. It's really signed Zoroark!"

    Serperior rolled her eyes. "Oh, great. I'll bet Haunter's set up one of his overly-elaborate pranks. When I get my tail on that guy, I swear…"

    "It does seem rather fishy," Dragonair muttered. "Zoroarks value their secrecy above anything else. That one would try to accost us without the guise of an illusion is quite perplexing. It seems like a unnecessarily risky endeavor for one of their kind. What do you think, Milotic?"

    Milotic tapped her chin. "Well, the way I see it, either Serperior's right and we'd be walking into some sort of prank, or this is genuine. If this Zoroark is dropping any illusion pretenses, they might really be in trouble."

    "That, and an official Water Continent postal seal is not something you can just pull out of thin air," Dragonair pointed out. "I'm inclined to believe it's genuine. In which case, we should really get going."

    Serperior wrinkled her snout. "Hmph. Fine. But I'm keeping at the back of the group. And when you two get doused in paint or mud or whatever Haunter's set up, I'll be right there to do my patented 'I was right and you were wrong dance.'"

    "At which point I'll happily give you a nice, big hug and lather you in whatever slop I get covered with," Milotic sang.

    Serperior shrank back at this. "Nnnngh… never mind. Forget I said anything."

    XxX

    ~Terrace Village~

    Team Captivate made their way up to the hilltop village. Sunlight bristled across the smattering of log cabins. In the distance, a mosaic of purple hues drifted up from the tree line of nearby Twilight Forest.

    "Ah, I never get tired of that sight," Milotic chirped. "Really makes you appreciate what the Tapus have given us here in Horizon, huh?"

    "Hey now, we're not here for sightseeing," Serperior said. "There's the Treetop Motel. Let's head inside and see if we can find Zoroark. Assuming they even exist in the first place." Serperior pointed her tail forward. Milotic gave her unamused look. "What? I said I was gonna hang back. And I meant it."

    Milotic rolled her eyes and slithered forward. Dragonair tailed her while Serperior brought up the rear. Milotic opened the doorway and Serperior flinched, expecting to see something grimy spill out in front of her. To her surprise, Milotic entered completely undisturbed.

    "It's okay, the lobby's clear," she announced.

    Serperior's snout stiffened. "… hmph. That's just what Haunter wants us to think." She followed her teammates inside. The Treetop Motel's lobby was a small room, consisting of a trio of chairs in front of a stone fireplace and a wooden desk with cubby holes behind it. Said desk was currently staffed by a small Ledyba.

    "Good morning. Welcome to the Treetop Motel. I'm Ledyba. What can I do for you?"

    "Hi there. We're Team Captivate, with the Horizon Exploration Guild," Milotic introduced. She swung her neck around to show off her gold explorer's badge.

    Ledyba's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh! One of our patrons asked me to keep an eye out for you three. Give me one moment." She turned and fluttered on up the stairs.

    Milotic turned to Serperior with a knowing smirk. "And you thought this was a prank."

    "I'm still skeptical," Serperior muttered. "Remember that time Team Specter got us to go all the way out to the Solaris Wastelands just to lead us into a sand geyser? I was cleaning my leaves for a week. A week."

    "Excuse me… miss?"

    The team turned to see Ledyba's head poking out from the staircase. "If you would just follow me upstairs, please." She beckoned them up.

    "Be on your guard, girls," Serperior whispered as they slithered forward. Ledyba guided them to a door at the end of the hall and knocked on it.

    "Come in!" a muffled voice called from the other side. Ledyba opened the door and gestured for Team Captivate to enter. Milotic went inside, followed by Dragonair and Serperior. The latter shut the door behind her and turned around to find a Zoroark sitting on a wooden stool.

    "You're Team Captivate?" Zoroark asked, studying the serpent trio.

    "That's us," Milotic replied. "I'm Milotic, and these are my teammates, Dragonair and Serperior."

    A warm smile appeared on Zoroark's face. "Oh, thank goodness. I was so worried my request wasn't going to reach you ladies." Zoroark got to her feet and walked over, fidgeting with her claws. "I really appreciate you coming out here like this. Sorry for the hush-hush letter."

    "I just want to know what was so important you couldn't tell us in your request," Serperior said.

    Zoroark looked down and her face flushed. Serperior raised a curious eyebrow. "It's… kind of embarrassing, really," Zoroark muttered. "I need you all to promise you won't speak a word about this to anyone back at your guild. Not even as part of some friendly coworker chitchat."

    "Seriously? Okay, that just makes me all the more suspic–" Serperior started, only for Dragonair to cut her off by wrapping her tail around Serperior's snout. She gave Dragonair an annoyed look.

    "Forgive my friend," Milotic hastily said. "Team Captivate treats each and every one of its assignments with poise and tact." She turned to Serperior. "Don't we?"

    Serperior silently nodded, prompting Dragonair to release her mouth. She let out a gasp of air and started rubbing her mouth with her tail.

    "So, what do you need us for, Zoroark?" Dragonair asked.

    "Well, I'm actually visiting Horizon, see," Zoroark explained. "My village heard about the nectar that grows in Twilight Forest. Even though they warned that it would be a long trip, I volunteered to come collect some. I thought everything was going just fine. But then, out of nowhere, I got jumped!" Zoroark raised her arms up. "This deranged-looking Parasect ran at me, screeching like an agitated Sableye."

    "Goodness. That must've been quite the shock," Dragonair said. "Are you alright?"

    Zoroark frowned and shook her head. "No, that's why I called you here. Because of this…" Zoroark pivoted to her side and swished her mane forward.

    "Uh, I don't get it," Serperior muttered.

    "Look! Parasect cut off the base of my mane… pearl and all," Zoroark whimpered, prompting Team Captivate to gasp. "I tried to grab it, but in the chaos Parasect knocked it away toward a cave. I was already hurt and didn't want to chance anything, so I deployed my Escape Orb and I've been holed up in my room ever since."

    Serperior pursed her lips. "Lemme get this straight. Your big, secretive mission is to rescue your hair? Won't it just grow back eventually?"

    Dragonair lightly slapped Serperior behind the head. "Show her some respect," she scolded. "This is obviously very troubling for poor Zoroark."

    "You don't understand! Parasect cut off my pearl," Zoroark blubbered. "The pearl in my mane is a fulcrum to help me channel my illusion-making powers. Without mine, I'm completely useless! I can't return home like this. I'll be an outcast in the village. Everyone's going to laugh me into exile! A Zoroark without illusions is like a wingless Dragonite or… or a Milotic without their radiant scales!"

    Milotic shuddered at the thought. Zoroark fell back onto her bed, burying her head in her lap. "If I just had the pearl back, I could get it fixed. There's a mage back home who can use a spell to fix it. But… but I can't stand up to Parasect. Especially without my illusions!"

    "Good gracious. I'm very sorry to hear about that. I promise, we'll do everything in our power to get your hair back," Milotic vowed. "Right, girls?"

    "Absolutely," Dragonair agreed.

    "I guess so," Serperior said.

    "Really?" Zoroark's expression brightened up. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" She bolted up and wrapped Milotic up in a big hug. The serpent's eyes nearly bulged out of her head and she appeared a bit woozy when Zoroark backed off. "I can compensate you three very well for your help. I swear it!"

    "I'll believe it when I see it," Serperior muttered under her breath. Dragonair gave her another scathing look.

    "Now then, you said you thought you saw the pearl roll off into a cave?" Milotic asked. Zoroark nodded. "And were you in the nectar fields?" Zoroark nodded again. "Okay, it sounds to me like your cut-off mane ended up in Nectar Cave," Milotic concluded, turning back to her teammates. "Dragonair, pull out our Wonder Map and find the fastest route through Twilight Forest based on its current condition."

    "As you wish."

    "And Serperior, grab us poison guard emeras from the bag," Milotic instructed. "We don't want any funny business in the forest. Ready the petrify wand too, in case we get jumped. Twilight Forest is supposed to be peaceful, but if Zoroark got attacked, then someone could be making trouble."

    Serperior fished a trio of small, raindrop-like crystals out of the item pouch. "Got 'em, chief," she said, tossing one emera to each of her teammates. Milotic fastened hers into the looplet around her torso.

    "I've got our route, Milotic," Dragonair declared. "There's a northeast path that leads directly to the meadow with the nectar. But, the cavern is a fair distance down a long hill from that meadow. It would be faster if we proceeded north and then cut across a trail at the first junction we see."

    "Excellent work," Milotic praised. She turned back to Zoroark. "Sit tight. Team Captivate's on the case. Let's move out, girls!" They raised their tails in unison and touched the tips together, then proceeded to exit the motel. The instant they emerged outside, they caught sight of a Riolu and a snow-white Vulpix.

    "Milotic?" Tessa gasped. "What are you doing here?"

    Milotic met the Riolu's gaze. "Riri! She smiled and blew a kiss in Tessa's direction. "What a surprise to see your team here. Most novices never go east of Clayback River."

    "There was an assignment and you know as well as I do the guild's short Pokémon right now," Tessa explained.

    "How brave," Serperior chuckled. "I see you even managed to drag Mr. Personality out of the sentry station." She glanced at Null. "I'm surprised you didn't, like, melt in the sunlight."

    Null lowered his head, fixing his sharp gaze on Serperior.

    "Now, now, Serperior. We shouldn't tease our fellow guild members," Dragonair scolded.

    "I invited him to join Team Radiance, for the record," Tessa declared. "He, uh, didn't exactly say yes, but he's going to give us some help from time to time."

    "Well, aren't you the little risk-taker," Serperior giggled. "Quite the feisty little girl, ain't ya? Just like your mother. I'll bet she would've done the same thing if she were–"

    "Leave them alone, Serpy," Milotic said. "Besides, we have work to do."

    "What are you girls doing here, anyway?" Shane asked.

    "Sorry, Snowball, that's on a need to know basis. And you're not part of that need," Serperior replied. "But we'll totally try to snag a souvenir or something for ya from where we're heading. C'mon, girls!" Serperior winked flirtatiously at Shane, and then Team Captivate slithered off in the direction of the forest.

    Milotic gave Serperior a curious look. "You're not really flirting with that human, are you?"

    "Of course I am! Did you see the look on his face? Absolutely priceless," Serperior giggled.

    Milotic rolled her eyes at this.

    XxX

    ~Twilight Forest~

    The trek through the forest proved uneventful for Team Captivate. Save for the occasional passing Pikipek and a group of Morelull hopping through the bushes, the trio didn't encounter a single soul.

    Serperior looked around the forest. "Hey, girls. Um, not to be a downer or anything, but are you sure we should trust this Zoroark? No offense, but losing a piece of hair? That doesn't really seem like a feasible reason to call for help from an exploration team."

    "Well, I don't really know that much about how Zoroark illusions work," Milotic conceded. "Still, you know our team policy."

    "We tackle any personal requests, no questions asked," Serperior recited. "It's just… don't you think that maybe Zoroark could be making up the missing mane tidbit? She could have been showing us an illusion of her missing mane to lead us into some sort of trap."

    "I personally think that's a bit of a convoluted way to bait us into some sort of trap," Milotic replied. "What, do you think this Zoroark is working with Haunter or something?"

    "I wouldn't put it past the guy," Serperior huffed. "I just… I don't know. It's something in her eyes, Milotic. We haven't encountered a lick of trouble and I can see the meadow up ahead. It makes me suspicious. And we certainly didn't get to our current position by taking everything we see and hear for granted."

    "Ordinarily, I'd say healthy skepticism is a good thing," Dragonair chimed in. "But it sounds to me like you're playing up the classic Zoroark stereotype. Namely, that they're shifty tricksters who you should never trust. Our client certainly sounded sincere."

    "Yeah, c'mon, Serperior. You know better than to fall into stereotypes," Milotic said. "If we played down to those, you'd be a smug, pompous jerk and I'd be an airhead that's just on the team for eye candy."

    Serperior pouted. "Hey now! I'm just as pretty as you are. Besides, who's the only one on the team in any sort of committed relationship here?" She pointed her tail toward her head. "Me, that's who!"

    Dragonair and Milotic exchanged looks. "Is that what's got you all hot and bothered?" Dragonair wondered. "I don't recall getting word that Team Harmony planned to drop by the Observatory."

    Serperior's face flushed. "Uh… well… that's… y'know…" She tapped her tail on the ground. "I might've called up Primarina on the Gear-Com and told him that there was an expedition coming up and the guild would be dead-quiet if he wanted to drop by."

    "That would explain the attitude then," Milotic chuckled. "We're keeping you from your 'mon, aren't we?"

    "We can't say that for sure, Milotic. For all we know, Team Harmony could be helping with the expedition," Dragonair pointed out. "After all, if Primarina comes to Aeon Town, he'll have to deal with all his adoring fans."

    Serperior puffed up her cheeks. "He is so gonna come! But now we've been pulled off on this silly assignment. I'll bet he's there already and I'm wasting time playing hair-gatherer."

    "Don't you think he'd call the team's Gear-Com if he was there but you weren't?" Dragonair asked.

    Serperior's face blanched. "I hadn't thought of that."

    "Huh, maybe Serpy's the pretty one around for eye candy," Milotic giggled.

    Serperior didn't seem bothered by the taunt. Instead, she smirked. "Aww, is Millie jealous that I'm stealing her thunder? Don't worry. At least you've got a winning personality. And it's what's inside that counts, right? Isn't that what you always used to say when you were a Feebas?"

    "Yeah, it totally is," Milotic conceded. The three girls broke into laughter.

    "I see Nectar Cave down there," Dragonair announced. "Let's move in, ladies."

    "Right. Dragonair, take the left. Serperior, the right. I'll go from the middle," Milotic ordered. Her teammates slithered into position beside her and they shot off down the hill. Their heads swiveled back and forth as they approached the cave.

    "Hmm… sunlight's not very good in here, chief. I can barely make out a thing," Serperior recorded.

    "Hold back, then," Milotic instructed. "Airy, we've got a Luminous Orb, right?"

    "Yup," Dragonair fished it out of the pouch.

    "Okay. Let's deploy it into the cave," Milotic said. "Give that petrify wand to Serpy in case we startle any wild Pokémon." Dragonair did as instructed and Milotic peered into the cave. "If we see anyone try to pounce, hit 'em with the wand. Airy and I will cover your six, and use Thunder Waves to immobilize any other Pokémon the wand doesn't hit."

    "Sounds good to me. Let's do this thing!" Serperior hollered. Dragonair hurled the Luminous Orb forward. It shattered into fragments which emitted dazzling streams of light. The cave glowed as bright at the meadow outside it.

    "Bwaaaargh! B… bright light!"

    A deep, scratchy voice echoed through the cave. Serperior looked forward and spotted a single, crab-like set of rocks lumbering back and forth in a daze. "Boldore dead ahead, chief," Serperior reported. She kept her grip on the petrify wand and instead raised her tail, rotating it about in a circle. A whirlwind of green, leaf-shaped fragments of energy funneled out from her tail. The tornado smacked into Boldore and blew them back into the depths of the cave.

    "Right side's clear," Dragonair said.

    "So's the left," Milotic added. "Looks like we came at a quiet point. Fan out and search for that hair. It should be black and fade to red at the tip."

    "Okay," her teammates replied in unison. Serperior made her way toward the far part of the cave entrance, while Dragonair stuck to the right and Milotic took up the left. The three scanned the rocky grounds, looking for any red swathes laying atop the rock.

    Milotic passed by a trio of small, rounded stalagmites. She stopped and coiled her body around the rocks, examining every angle of the crevice between the rocky structures. Her eyes fell on the center of the gap, where a bit of red stood out in the shadows of the Luminous Orb. "Girls, over here! I've got it."

    "You're kidding," Serperior gasped, making her way toward Milotic. Her jaw slackened when Milotic lifted up a clump of black and red fluff. She swung her tail around to show the dusty, teal orb stuck in the middle of the fur. Serperior shook her head and chuckled, "To paraphrase Braviary, 'Well, I'll be a Simisage's uncle.' I guess that trickster was telling the truth after all."

    "And you doubted her," Milotic teased.

    "Oh, come on. You've got to admit, this was painfully easy," Serperior said. "I'll bet even that human blowhard could've done this with no problems. Why did Zoroark specifically ask for us?"

    The thought lingered in Team Captivate's minds as they exited the cave and returned to the forest trail. "Maybe it was the embarrassment factor?" Milotic mused. "She was completely flustered about it, remember? An issue like that requires 'mons who can understand her sensitivity. The guys in the guild would probably just laugh her request off."

    "Yeah," Serperior said. "Maybe she heard someone around here mention our team name? I mean, we are pretty awesome. None of us can help it if some townsfolk decide to gossip about us."

    "Well, there is the issue of that crazy Parasect that she brought up," Dragonair reminded her teammates. "Do you think we should do a sweep of the forest perimeter, just in case?"

    "No!" Serperior blurted out. "Uh, I mean, we got what we came here for. No reason to risk losing it over one wild Pokémon acting odd."

    Dragonair and Milotic exchanged smirks. "It sounds more like someone's itching to get back to the Observatory."

    Serperior's face reddened. "Of course I am! Primarina's probably gonna show up there any second."

    "At least she's being honest this time," Dragonair giggled.

    "Hey, there's nothing wrong with wanting some alone time with my boyfriend," Serperior growled. "Honestly, it's like I can't do a thing with him without half the guild judging me. Did Lucario and Guildmaster Incineroar have it this bad when they were together?"

    Milotic frowned. "Maybe that's a subject better left unexplored."

    Serperior clicked her tongue. "Why? It's not like Riolu is around to hear us. She's running about with that bigmouthed human, remember?"

    "Tessa!"

    Team Captivate's heads all popped up simultaneously. "Did you girls hear that?" Milotic asked. Her teammates nodded immediately.

    "It was bigmo– I mean, the human," Serperior replied. "Sounds like they're close by."

    "But there's five of them now. How are we supposed to take them all down by ourselves?"

    Milotic's eyes widened. "Sounds like Team Radiance might be in trouble. Airy, any chance you can tell where they are?"

    The tiny wings on Dragonair's head bristled. She titled her head toward the south. "They're on another trail, I think. We can head them off if we cut through the trees here."

    "Then let's get moving," Milotic whispered. She rushed into the foliage, her teammates tailing her. Over the rustling of the trees, Milotic could just barely hear a hiss sound out from across the forest. She tucked in her head and quickened her pace.

    "Hold up, boss. We should have a plan of attack, right?" Serperior asked.

    "Yeah, but I need to see what we're up against," Milotic replied. Seconds later, a clearing came into a view. Milotic quickly banked to her left, pressing herself up against a tree. Serperior and Dragonair veered behind her. Milotic poked her head out from their hiding spot.

    "See anything?" Serperior asked.

    "You bet I do," Milotic gasped. "It's Team Radiance. And they're surrounded by… uh…" She narrowed her eyes. "They look like Parasects. But something's way off about them."

    Serperior poked her head out. "Whoa, you're right. They're totally messed up. Is that what Zoroark ran into?"

    "Riri's knocked out. And Null and the human are paralyzed. We need a plan of action, now," Milotic said. "Here's what we'll do. I'll hit the trio by the human with an Ice Beam. Airy, use your Dragon Breath on that lone Parasect by Null. Serpy, you'll be with me."

    The trio heard the Parasects screech, "Infect! Infect! Infect! Infect!"

    "Okay, it's go time," Milotic said. She opened her mouth and shot a stream of ice forward. It hit the three Parasects in front of Shane. They melted into puddles of goop.

    "What the heck?" Serperior gasped, only for Milotic to silence her with a flick of her tail.

    "Now, Airy," Milotic ordered. Her teammate poked her head forward and a stream of blue-purple dragonfire rushed out into the clearing. The dragonfire washed over the other Parasect, melting it into a fourth goop puddle.

    "What the–?" Shane stammered.

    "Phew… looks like we made it in time. Nice navigation work, Airy!"

    Shane's ears twitched. "Milotic?" he squeaked.

    Team Captivate sprang out from their hiding spot. Serperior and Milotic opened their mouths. A stream of ice and a crackling, pulsating bolt of blue dragon energy shot forward. The attacks combined to shower the puddles of ooze with bolts and ice shards. Each puddle started bubbling. Dragonair likewise shot two dragonfire streams at the puddles around Null. They also started bubbling.

    "When there's danger to be seen," Milotic declared, blowing a kiss toward a dumbfounded Shane. "Team Captivate is on the scene!"

    The puddles of ooze slowly inched toward one another. Dragonair noticed Shane's fur bristle at the sight. "Milotic, look." She pointed her tail forward. "What do you think they're doing?"

    "Surround them, ladies! We'll strike in unison, if necessary," Milotic ordered. The three serpents slithered into a triangular formation just as the puddles had recombined into one. They watched as a single Parasect emerged from the puddle, his body perfectly still.

    "Hold up." Serperior raised her tail. "I think he's out cold."

    Shane turned toward Team Captivate. "Watch out. He could be faking or–"

    The crescent moons in Parasect's eyes shattered. Red light encased his entire body, only to start melting off of it into the ground.

    "Eww! That's totally disgusting!" Serperior cried, shrinking back. Null had managed to lumber to his feet just in time to see last of the red light dissolve into the ground, leaving Parasect's form lying there. His mushroom head had returned, but not a spot of color remained on his body. His mouth hung open.

    Dragonair's eyes widened. "Is… is he–?"

    "Nobody touch him," Milotic instructed, dangling her tail over Parasect's limp body. "He could still have some trace of something." The trio quickly backed away from Parasect and redirected their attentions toward Team Radiance.

    Milotic bit her lower lip. 'Sure, we managed to finish our mission no sweat. But, something about Parasect really bothers me. How could Zoroark brush something like that off so casually?'

    For Team Captivate's leader, one thing was certain.

    'I think we need to have a little chat with our client before returning her mane.'

    XxX​

    Next update will be another bonus: the Halloween special from 2017.
     
    Bonus: Halloween Special 2017
  • Eh... I don't like it too much when references are this blunt. I know I just mentioned YGOTAS, but that's a full-time parody while this has its own story and characters.
    I see where you're coming from. I did throw it in because I'm a huge dork and like that kind of humor. Different strokes, I guess.

    Hm, didn't check how exactly you edited that part in that chapter after I pointed it out, so depending on that this might need an edit or might not.
    That still happens. It was just a very mushy apple.

    Anyway, I noticed that the plural in this chapter is sometimes Munchlax, sometimes Munchlaxes. You seem to use the latter more, so I recommend finding and replacing the instances of the former.
    Ah, yeah, went back and (tried to) fix that, along with all the other typos.

    WTF SHE STOLE MY FAKEMON NAME
    Happy accident? Also, yes, that's a very good boy you've got there. :3

    You certainly weren't kidding about Chapter 8 being exposition hour. However, it did feel like it went by rather fast after I accepted it would be a loredump, and the chapter ended with a pretty important status quo change, so I say it's fairly fine as exposition chapters go.
    Glad to hear it. Perhaps in the future, if I'm really up to it, I may have the two of them work on one of Magearna's projects to break up the flow, but that's a more ambitious revision that I'd have to come back to farther down the road.

    The dream scene in the beginning of Chapter 9 was definitely my fave scene in a while, likely largely because it was another Tessa moment, which I have a record of liking so far. The interaction is very sweet and familial bond the two have is apparent.
    Well I'm glad to hear you were able to find something that you liked here. Though that, uh, familial bond thing may not hold up well in future episodes... *cough*

    Anyway, thanks for reviewing. ^^

    This is last year's Halloween omake, posted on October 27th, 2017. It is entirely non-canon to the main story, though it features characters who will show up eventually. Feel free to skip this if you want. I'll only cry for a few minutes. If you do choose to read, I hope you enjoy it. ^^

    XxX

    Bonus: Unwanted Renegade Rambunctiousness
    This is an omake. Please don't take it seriously!

    ~Temporal Tower~

    "Here I come, Infernape! HYAAAAAAAARGH!"

    A Feraligatr thrust his arms to the side, blue-purple dragon energy forming razor-sharp talons. He sped forward, winding up to slash the fiery monkey standing across form him. Infernape crouched low to the ground and swept his leg around. Feraligatr hollered as the attack tripped him up, causing him to faceplant and skid to a halt in front of Inernape. He victoriously rested his foot on Feraligatr's head.

    "Ooooooogh… you just got lucky… that's all…" Feraligatr groaned. Infernape extended a hand toward Feraligatr and helped him to his feet. He crossed his arms and gave Feraligatr an unamused look. "Hmm, what? What's the problem?" Feraligatr wondered.

    Infernape tapped the bridge of his nose. "Why didn't I use Hydro Pump?" Feraligatr asked. Infernape nodded. "Aha ha… that's a good question!" Feraligatr said. Sweat droplets formed along Infernape's face. "Truth be told, it's kinda dusty up here," Feraligatr admitted, rubbing the bridge of his snout. "I'm a bit worried that if I spit out any water from my mouth, I'm gonna inhale some dust and sneeze out a massive Hydro Pump you won't be able to dodge."

    Feraligatr waddled up toward the edge of the tower. "It's kind of a long drop, wouldn't you say?" He scratched the back of his head. "Yo, Dialga, you ever think of giving this place a thorough dusting?"

    He looked up toward the altar at the far side of roof, where the massive, metal-plated dragon lounged about. Dialga pawed absentmindedly at a piece of rock, and his tail dangled off the altar, lazily drifting back and forth across the ground.

    "What do you think I called you two here for?" he scoffed. "I don't trust any other souls to clean this place up."

    Both Infernape's and Feraligatr's jaws dropped. "But, the memo you sent to Treasure Town said you urgently needed our help!"

    Dialga yawned. "And I do. It's very urgent. Look at all this dust. There's enough here to fill up one of those small lakes you mortals like swimming in. What do you call those again?"

    "How could you not know what a pond is?" Feraligatr groaned.

    "Because that's Kyogre's job. Do you see any water around here?" Dialga asked, gesturing out toward the cloud line spreading out across the Hidden Land.

    "You really ought to get out more," Feraligatr mused. "We've offered to let you go on missions, but every time it's…"

    "We've been over this before. I am not leaving this spot," Dialga declared, awkwardly rolling over so he lay on his back. "Much as I would love to busy myself doing something that isn't lying around, the last time I did that I quite literally lost my sanity. Not making that mistake again."

    Feraligatr recoiled in surprise. "You mean you really haven't left this spot this entire time?" he gawked. "How are you still alive? Don't you need to eat?"

    "Ha ha ha ha ha!" Dialga smacked the ground with a foreleg, causing the rooftop to rumble. Infernape looked about in a panic. "Needing to eat? What a silly, mortal concept. I am time incarnate. Hunger and satiety mean nothing to me."

    "Still, you could at least clean the roof," Feraligatr proposed.

    Dialga sat up, glaring at Feraligatr. He squeaked frightfully and ducked behind Infernape, who rolled his eyes. "Look at me! I'm a gigantic, all-powerful dragon god. If I try to sweep away some dust, I'll take half the roof off and there goes the flow of time for a fraction of the Grass Continent!" He sat back down, shaking his head. "Dust this place off myself… bah! I am the guardian of time… not a cleaning service."

    Feraligatr and Infernape exchanged tired looks.

    "Well? Hurry up. This place won't dust itself off," Dialga declared, rolling back onto his belly.

    Feraligatr slouched over and trudged toward a dust pile. "You ever feel like we get taken for granted sometimes?"

    'The fact that Dialga rings us up to come to Temporal Tower kind of blows that idea out of the water,' Infernape thought. He shrugged and walked over toward the other side of the roof. Feraligatr sighed loudly, brushing dust off the roof. As he cleared off the pile, he found himself looking not at the roof, but at some sort of swirling, purple vortex.

    "Eh?" Feraligatr's eyes widened and he quickly backpedaled. "Guys? Guys! There's something weird here!"

    Infernape looked over and his face blanched at the portal's appearance. 'That doesn't look right!'

    Dialga was over by Feraligatr in the blink of an eye, staring down into the portal. "What did you do?" he barked.

    Feraligatr flinched. "N-Nothing, I swear! I was just cleaning!"

    Dialga leaned over to examine the portal in greater detail, when a wide, oval-shaped, golden head with small, beady, red eyes popped out.

    "Big brother!"

    Seconds later, Giratina's massive frame leaped out of the portal. He wrapped his black, ectoplasmic wings around Dialga's torso. "I'm so happy to see you!" Giratina chirped. "Aren't you happy to see me?" He immediately picked his head up and looked around. "And I looooooove what you did with Temporal Tower. All this dust makes it look very rustic. Just like the World Abyss! Did someone tell you I was coming to visit?"

    Dialga raised a foreleg, smacked Giratina upside the head, and then pinned him to the ground. "Giratina, you dunce!" he roared. "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't show up here unannounced!"

    "You've told me 1,378,413 times and counting!" Giratina replied, his tail thumping excitedly on the ground. "But I just absolutely, positively had to come see my favoritest brother!" He dissolved into a shadow and phased through Dialga's foreleg. Giratina reappeared next to Dialga and nuzzled his neck, much to the latter's abject horror.

    "Get off of me!" Dialga growled, shoving Giratina back. "What could possibly be so important that you couldn't just send me a letter?"

    "I learned a new trick with antimatter," Giratina said, beaming with pride. "Well, actually, I discovered it by accident with Hoopa. But then I taught myself how to do the trick and I thought, 'I've gotta show this to Dialga. He'll think it's sooooooo cool!'"

    Dialga's right eye twitched. "You want… to play with antimatter… on Temporal Tower?!"

    Infernape and Feraligatr watched Dialga's eyes glow dark red. They both scrambled for cover behind a nearby column.

    "Yeah! Where else am I going to do it? I need bright light to make the trick work," Giratina said. "Besides, you've got your helper-buddies over there, right? So, they can just fix whatever I break!"

    Dialga took in a deep breath and calmly exhaled. "… Giratina?"

    "Yes, most wonderful brother?"

    "Go bother somebody else!"

    Dialga's roar distorted the air around Giratina. Silver quantum particles phased into existence in front of Dialga. Giratina moved in reverse right before everyone's eyes. It ended with Giratina flying backwards into the portal that he emerged out of, leaving an angry Dialga standing there, panting heavily.

    Feraligatr blinked in confusion.

    "… what just happened?"

    XxX

    ~Spacial Rift~

    "... no!"

    Giratina's eyes comically teared up. "Aww, c'mon, Palkia. I just want to show you this trick. It's totally amazing! I take a small bit of antimatter and concentrate it into a singularity. Then… fwabooom! Like the most brilliant explosion you could ever see. It'll be totally epic! I promise!"

    "Absolutely not! I forbid it!" Palkia thundered, clamping Giratina's mouth shut. "This is my domain. No one is allowed to distort space without my say so!" A beat followed. "Actually, scratch that. No one is allowed to distort space, period."

    "Buh fwoo huffnt feen ma pwick!"

    "What? I do not understand your inane babbling. Speak like a normal Pokémon!" Palkia bellowed. He then looked down at his paws and sheepishly pulled them off Giratina's mouth.

    "You haven't seen my trick though. It's not going to do any distorting. It's going to make a big ol' boom!" He looked around excitedly. "Since we're in a cave-thingy, I imagine the whole roof will come tumbling down!"

    Palkia's eyes blazed in anger.

    "So, what do you say? Want to see my awesome trick, oh wonderous, amazing brother of mine?"

    XxX

    ~Sky Tower~

    "Ah, that sun feels divine on my back. Thanks a ton for inviting me over, Ray. I've had a real headache of a time dealing with this nasty current Kyogre accidentally whipped up."

    "The pleasure is mine, Lugia," Rayquaza replied, glancing over to see the giant sea bird reclining against a pair of stone slabs he had pushed together. "You're always a pleasant guest to have around. Everyone else just asks me to summon wind storms or vaporize something in the stratosphere. Makes a guy feel unappreciated, you know?"

    "Oh, totally!" Lugia agreed. "You're talking about Blaziken and Swampert, right?" Rayquaza nodded. "Well, at least Team Go-Getters is nice enough to bring food. I can't even go back to the Sea Shrine because this annoying Delphox and Meganium duo keep dropping by and begging me to join their foofy little Expedition Society. They say, 'If the Lati twins did it, why can't you?' Can you believe that?"

    Rayquaza smirked. "What's this? Are you changing your tune on Latias? I thought you two had sealed the deal awhile ago." He shook his head disapprovingly. "Honestly, you could've done a lot better than that miserable excuse for a dragon."

    "I love Latias from the bottom of my heart," Lugia said. "That doesn't mean I agree with every decision she makes. It makes her happy... so I'm happy. I just wish it didn't come with territory of Pokémon trying to recruit me into a guild." Lugia nonchalantly flicked a wing. "Honestly, what was Cresselia thinking joining the Wigglytuff Guild? Now everyone and their brother thinks they can go out and recruit a Legendary."

    "You're not alone, my friend. They've done it to me, too. It's unbelievable. Did it ever occur to these foolish mortals that we choose to live in places like this because we don't want to be disturbed?" Rayquaza mused. "I swear, if I had ten coins for every recruitment request I've gotten since the Dark Matter fiasco I could buy myself a delicious ice cream sundae and still have enough left over for a basket of oran berries."

    A sparkling glow washed over the air above the two Legendaries. They immediately looked up and their eyes widened as the sky tore itself open, revealing a multicolored void. Palkia popped out of the void, Giratina firmly tucked underneath his arm.

    "W-What the–?" Rayquaza's eyes widened. "You've got some nerve showing up here!"

    "Special delivery!" Palkia shouted, before unceremoniously dropping Giratina to the ground. Giratina landed on his head, making his eyes comically tear up. "No givesies-backsies!" Palkia immediately disappeared back into the rift he'd opened, which promptly shut behind him.

    Lugia and Rayquaza exchanged confused looks, only to frown as Giratina popped up. "Saaaaaaaaay, there's two of you here. I could have twice the audience for my stupenderific trick! Wanna see it? It'll blow your minds." He tapped a wing to his chin. "Well, actually, it won't. But it will make a gigantic blast in the sky. I'll bet they'll even be able to see it way over in Horizon."

    He jumped toward Rayquaza. "C'mon, Ray-Ray. You like blowing stuff up, don't you? Help a fellow dragon out, will ya?"

    Rayquaza shot Lugia a pleading look. "Don't look at me. You're the one who can Mega Evolve. You fix this," Lugia scoffed. He promptly got to his feet and flew off.

    "W-Wait, wait!" Giratina cried, lumbering after Lugia. "If you run away now, you'll miss all the fun!"

    Rayquaza promptly rubbed his temples, groaning loudly.

    "Hatchlings… I'm surrounded by hatchlings!"

    XxX

    ~Island of Isolation~

    "Heeeeeey, Two-y! You up yet? I'm making pancakes!"

    A groggy Mewtwo floated out of a cavern, rubbing his eyes. In one hand, he clutched a coffee mug that had "World's Greatest Pokémon" drawn onto it with charcoal. He looked over at the other side of the cave and blinked sleep out of his eyes.

    I didn't say you could come over, Mew.

    "You also didn't say I couldn't come over. So, here I am!" Mew chirped, spinning around with a frying pan levitating in front of him. "Sheesh, you'd think you'd be a bit happier, considering you're getting free pancakes out of the deal."

    Mewtwo's brow furrowed. I don't own any cooking supplies. How are you doing this?

    "It's maaaaaaaaaaagic!" Mew sang, giving Mewtwo enthusiastic jazz hands.

    Mewtwo sipped his coffee. His nostrils twitched. Hang on… is that razz berry I smell?

    "Sure is! I'm baking razz berries into the pancakes. It's a Mystery Jungle specialty, I'll have you know," Mew boasted, flipping the pancake in his frying pan.

    It was at that point that Mewtwo caught notice of the sheer number of pancakes stacked on plate beside Mew. For heaven's sake, how many of those do you plan to make? And where did you get the money to buy so much batter?

    "From Team Gaia, duh," Mew scoffed. "As for the pancakes, they're for our special guest, of course!"

    Mewtwo raised a brow, only for his psychic sense to go off. His mug fell to the ground and shattered as he turned to look at Giratina, seated patiently in the back of the cavern. A large napkin hung from his neck.

    "Yup! I'm going to need all my strength before I blow you guys away with my fantastic trick!" he cheered.

    A vein bulged out of Mewtwo's head. He sped forward and grabbed one of Giratina's wings. The two disappeared in a flicker of light. Moments later, Mewtwo reappeared, arms crossed and a glare on his face. What were you thinking? We had an agreement. No late-night parties. No singing cheerful musical numbers. No ironic slapstick. And most importantly… no Giratina!

    "Whoopsies, guess it must've slipped my mind," Mew giggled. "Aww, come on, don't give me that look." He levitated the frying pan over to Mewtwo. "Pancake?"

    Mewtwo glared at the frying pan, and then grabbed the pancake with his telekinesis. He floated away, nibbling at it. Mewtwo flinched.

    How are you so good at making these?!

    XxX

    ~???~

    "Phooey!"

    A stack of papers smacked a wall and fluttered down harmlessly. An ink well then struck the same wall, leaving a large splatter. Opposite the ink stain, a black crystal slumped down against a table.

    "'Do sudoku, Necrozma,' they said. 'It'll make you stop thinking about your headaches,' they said. Bah!" Necrozma shouted. "These puzzles are detestable! They've only made my headaches worse. I hope whatever Pokémon invented these awful things gets tossed into a Guzzlord-infested Ultra Space pocket and eaten alive!"

    She looked over her shoulder and noticed Giratina sitting uncomfortably close to her. "Can I help you? I don't want any magazine subscriptions… or cookies… or whatever you're selling."

    Giratina's eyes sparkled. "Wanna see a magic trick?"

    Necrozma pointed an arm toward an Ultra Wormhole. "Get out."

    "But…"

    "Get. Out."

    Giratina trudged into the Ultra Wormhole, whimpering loudly. Necrozma groaned and rubbed her head. "Where did I put that Soothe Bell?"

    XxX

    ~Post Town~

    "I fancy a trip over to the Water Continent, Emolga. Would you care to join me?"

    "Heh… d'ya need to ask? Of course, Virizion. I'm always up for an adventure with you."

    Virizion looked over her shoulder and smiled at Emolga, who was seated on her back. "That's the spirit! What do you think we should do while we're over there? I've heard there are some rather nice locales to venture through."

    "Oh, well, I really wouldn't know. But you always manage to come up with something interesting, so I'm going to defer to you," Emolga said. Virizion's face flushed at this.

    "S-Stop it. You're embarrassing me," she whispered.

    FWOOOOOOOOSH!

    "You complete idiot!"

    Virizion gasped and jumped backward as a massive, V-shaped stream of fire erupted out of one of the buildings. Moments later, Giratina scrambled out of the building. He took a sharp left and bounded past Virizion and Emolga. "But… but I didn't even get to do the trick yet!" he whined.

    Seconds later, a large ball of fire floated out of the building. "… Victini? Are… are you okay?" Virizion gasped. She immediately backpedaled as a massive stream of fire shot past her. It seared Giratina's backside, causing him squeal and run even faster.

    "Trash my V-Wheeeeeeeel, will you?" Victini thundered. "Do you have any idea how long I spent working on that? You're gonna be a smoldering pile of ashes when I'm through with you!"

    Victini's fiery aura flared up even brighter and he shot forward, racing after Giratina. Emolga peered out from behind Virizion's head. "Is… is it safe to come out now?" he whimpered.

    "Yes, I think they're gone," Virizion sighed in relief. "Maybe it's best if we postpone any excursions abroad. Otherwise, there may not be a town left standing when we get back."

    "Agreed," Emolga said.

    XxX

    ~Expedition Society Headquarters~

    "So, that's another 'no' from Zapdos. I guess we'll just try asking him again next week. What do you think, Meganium?"

    Meganium looked over at her Delphox teammate and shook her head. "Yeah, I agree. Probably a bit too pushy. Maybe we ought to try for Articuno instead? She seems much more level-headed. And if we show up with her in tow, Zapdos will surely accept our recruitment offer."

    'Easier said than done, I'm afraid,' Meganium sighed.

    "You look like you've got a good idea. Mind looping me in?" Delphox asked.

    KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

    The entire room rumbled. "Jinkies!" Delphox hollered. "That sounded like it was coming from upstairs!" Meganium was already up on her feet and sprinting over toward the stairs. They both scrambled up to the top floor, only to freeze. "Good gracious. Jirachi, what happened in here?"

    Jirachi turned from the smoking pile of metal in the back of the room. "I'm not sure, actually. I had this very vivid dream. Giratina popped in and wanted to show me some sort of trick. Then I got mad and hit him so hard, it sent him into orbit," he explained. "After that, I woke up."

    "And you broke the Pokémon Nexus again?" Delphox groaned.

    "It was like that when I woke up," Jirachi harrumphed. "It's not broken. It's just ardently begging my genius for a tune-up, that's all!"

    Delphox and Meganium faceplanted in disbelief.

    XxX

    ~Tree of Life~

    A set of dainty, sword-like legs strode forward toward a set of stumps. "Tea's ready, Celebi!"

    Celebi buzzed over and sat on one of the stumps. "What kind of blend did you use today, Xerneas?"

    Xerneas set a tray down on the largest of the stumps. "It's a new blend, actually. Meganium suggested it to me. See, you–"

    A massive fireball exploded out from the nearby forest, startling both Pokémon. They immediately exchanged nervous looks. Xerneas leaped forward, her multicolored antlers glowing brightly as she prepared to strike.

    "… halt! Identify yourself, whatever you are!" she bellowed.

    Her attack faded, however, when she noticed a charred, smoking Giratina stumble out of the forest. He looked up into Xerneas' eyes and smiled. "Hey, want to see me blow something up? That tree looks like a pretty good target for my incredible trick!"

    Xerneas' eyes flashed with anger. She calmly exhaled. "… Celebi?"

    "Yeah?"

    "We have a code G-487," Xerneas announced. "We need to execute response plan BY-3."

    "Knock him out and send him somewhere else?" Celebi sighed.

    "You read my mind."

    XxX

    ~Aeon Observatory~

    Tessa rubbed her eyes, yawning. "Okay, no more high-sugar berry sorbet before bed," she muttered. "Ugh, my aching head." She stumbled out of her room. "Vulpix, where are you? Sorry I overslept. Are we going to do any missions today or not?"

    "EYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

    Tessa turned to her left and immediately hit the deck. A fireball soared over her and struck the wall at the end of the hallway, generating a small explosion. She threw a paw up over her snout and started coughing raucously, waving smoke out of the way. "Ungh. W-What the heck's going on around here? Are we under attack?" she wheezed.

    When the smoke cleared, she noticed a smoldering-black ball lying on the floor in the middle of the shower area. She looked up and saw a Vulpix-shaped imprint in the wall. Her aura feelers immediately shot up. "V-Vulpix?" She sprinted toward him. "Ohmygosh, what happened to you?" She noticed Growlithe had emerged from his room and was studying Shane's blackened body intently.

    Growlithe whistled. "Whoa… that is one thoroughly cooked Vulpix. I didn't know you could roast 'em well-done like this!"

    Tessa shot him a look and ran up to him. She rolled him onto his back. "Vulpix? Vulpix! Speak to me! Don't you dare die on me!" She shook him.

    "Uuuurgh… I… hate… those… ghosts…" Shane rasped, coughing up a plume of smoke. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and he fell unconscious. Tessa turned around and marched down the hallway toward the assembly room.

    "All right, what's going on in he– eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!"

    Tessa froze in place. Her eyes drifted up to look at Giratina, who towered above her. Giratina hopped around the room happily, each landing making the ground shake. "Yay! Yay! It worked! It worked! I blew up a Vulpix! Did you guys see it? It was great, right? I can't believe the other Legendaries didn't want me to do this."

    "Golly, it sure was quite the sight," Misdreavus said.

    "Yup. Absolutely wild!" Drifloon agreed.

    Haunter noticed Tessa and his grin widened. "Well, what do you think of Team Specter's newest recruit? He's… a real blast! Mwee hee hee hee hee!"

    All of the color promptly drained from Tessa's body. She put a paw up to her forehead and fainted.

    "Whoa," Giratina gasped, "Did my trick take Vulpix's colors and give them to Riolu? That's even more stupendous than I was expecting!" He resumed jumping up and down excitedly. "I can't wait to go back and show this to Dialga. He'll be so amazed!"

    "… will you… cut out… that infernal racket?"

    Giratina look over and spotted Null standing in the southern hallway, brushing his helmet against the wall. He lumbered over to Null. "Hey, cool helmet!" Giratina chirped. "Did you make that yourself?"

    Null looked up at the Legendary and gave a heavy sigh. "I don't know."

    Giratina tilted his head to the side. "You know, it kind of looks like that thingy daddy wears around his tummy! Can I have one, too?"

    "… what?"

    "Oh, you don't know my daddy? He created the universe!" Giratina chirped. "I bet he'd be super impressed if I brought him that helmet. Can I take it?"

    "… no. It won't… come off…"

    "Well, that seems like a serious design flaw," Giratina said. "In that case, I'll just have to sculpt my own helmet out of clay!" He draped a spectral wing over Null. Before Null could protest, he found himself getting hoisted into the air. "C'mon, new best friend. It's arts and crafts time!"

    He turned around and dashed off toward the eastern hallway.

    "Hooo-wheee, that guy's quite the excitable ghost, huh?" Misdreavus said.

    "You bet!" Haunter said. "All the better for a ridiculous Halloween special, wouldn't you say? Happy Halloween, everyone!"

    "Oh! Oh!" Giratina's head phased through the wall behind Haunter. "Are we breaking the fourth wall? I want to do that too! What should I say? Um… stay in school. No, no, that's totally lame. How about, 'AH'LL BE BACK?' Ugh, no, that's totally awful. C'mon, dummy this is your big chance, don't blow it. Wait! I've got it! The identity of the Prism Virus is actually–"

    END

    "N-No, wait! I didn't even get to spoil the ending for everyone. Ugh, this is the worst Halloween ever!"
     
    Chapter 17
  • This chapter was originally posted on November 3rd, 2017.

    XxX

    Chapter 17: A View to a Thrill

    ~Terrace Village~

    "Yo, Millie. You really think it was a good idea to just send Team Radiance off like that?" Serperior wondered. "You saw that human totally freak out. I think that Parasect rattled his cage."

    "I'm aware of that," Milotic acknowledged. "But he has Riri and Null with him. He'll be fine. Besides, we've got some unfinished business to take care of." She turned her gaze toward the motel. "Namely, I think our 'client' was holding out on us with Parasect."

    "Eh?" Serperior raised an eyebrow.

    "It was clearly more than just 'some crazy wild Parasect,'" Milotic explained. "There's no way Zoroark could encounter it and just forget about how weird it looked. So, I want to know why she withheld that information from us."

    A smirk wound its way onto Serperior's face. "So, you're saying you don't trust our client anymore?"

    "Wipe that smug look off your face," Milotic scolded. "She was telling the truth about her mane, after all."

    Team Captivate entered the motel and proceeded up to Zoroark's room. Milotic rapped the door with her tail and Zoroark called out, "Come in." The serpents entered the room. Milotic shifted her tail forward to reveal the missing part of Zoroark's mane. Zoroark's eyes immediately sparkled. "Ah, that's it! You actually found it! Oh, thank heavens," Zoroark cheered. She shakily got to her feet and lumbered over. "I just knew you were the right team for the job."

    "Hold on there," Milotic brought the mane close to her torso. "I need you to answer something for me first. Namely, why didn't you tell us more about Parasect?"

    "Eh?" Zoroark bit her lower lip. "Um, because it's just a wild Pokémon?"

    "I disagree," Milotic said. "In fact, we ran into Parasect on the way back."

    Zoroark's face paled. "Y… you did?"

    "Yeah, and it was hardly your run-of-the-mill wild Pokémon," Serperior harrumphed. "Parasect could split into multiple copies!"

    "So, like Double Team? How is that out of the ordinary?" Zoroark wondered.

    "Because it wasn't Double Team. It literally split itself in half. And it was made out of this disgusting black slime!" Serperior said, grimacing.

    "We found Parasect attacking some of our fellow guild members," Dragonair added. "We came to their assistance. And when we defeated the Parasect copies, they recombined. But, stranger than that, the life and color drained out of Parasect after we beat them. They're now a colorless husk lying in the middle of the forest."

    Zoroark's eyes widened. "Th… that can't be right," she muttered.

    "Are you saying you were attacked by a different Parasect?" Milotic asked.

    "Err, y-yeah! That's definitely it. I was attacked by an agitated, but normal, Parasect," Zoroark said.

    "The stammering and hesitation in your voice suggest you're lying," Dragonair accused.

    Zoroark bit her lip. "Well, that's just because, um, y'know, my memory's a bit messed up on account of…" Her voice trailed off and her shoulders sagged. "… okay. You got me."

    Milotic frowned. "So, you were lying to us."

    "Yeah. That whole getting attacked by a Parasect thing? Never happened. I made it up," Zoroark said. "I just picked a Pokémon at random that I knew lived in the woods. I never would have thought you'd actually run into a Parasect. Especially a super messed-up one like you described."

    Serperior narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "And just why would you go about doing something so ridiculous?"

    "Because the request I had you girls do was fake," Zoroark reported. She swiped the piece of her mane out of Milotic's grasp. Then she held it up by the bead and squeezed. It shattered, spreading glass fragments along the ground.

    "A-ha! I knew this whole thing was a set up," Serperior boasted. She whirled on her teammates with the smuggest look of self-satisfaction she could muster. "And you girls actually thought you could trust a Zoroark."

    "Hey, I'm standing right here, you know," Zoroark hissed. "Look, I'm sorry I tricked you. But I needed to test you girls to make surely you knew what you were doing. Because what I really need you for is something much more perilous."

    "And why should we help you out when all you've done so far is lie to us?" Milotic asked.

    Zoroark slumped over. "Because… it's professional courtesy among explorers, wouldn't you say?" Zoroark stepped back and a soft-blue light rippled across her body. Team Captivate gasped, seeing that Zoroark's mane was whole once more. But beyond that, she had several welts on her form. Her mane was disheveled, her left eye swollen, and her right arm lay in a makeshift splint. Zoroark winced as she pivoted to showcase the satchel at her waist.

    Serperior looked at the golden brooch keeping the satchel shut. "Ah! That's a badge from the Expedition Society."

    "So, that's what you meant by professional courtesy," Dragonair muttered. "But, look at you. You're in absolutely terrible shape."

    "I know," Zoroark said, coughing weakly. She sat back down on her bed. "And that's where the problem comes in."

    Team Captivate slithered closer to Zoroark's bed. "I think it's high time you gave us the truth here, Zoroark. Or do we need to have our guild ring up your HQ and tell them you're causing trouble over in Horizon?" Milotic said.

    Zoroark's eyes widened. "Wait, please don't do that!" she begged. "Team Gaia and Ampharos don't know I'm here. You can't just tell them. All my planning will have gone to waste."

    "Then you'd better start talking," Serperior huffed. "What's your role in the Expedition Society? Why are you over in Horizon if your head honcho didn't authorize it? I doubt you're just taking in the sights."

    Zoroark nodded slowly. "Okay, I owe you girls that much, at least. I'm one of Team Gaia's recruits. I'm a… a…" She looked down and rubbed the shoulder of her injured arm.

    "Go on," Serperior said.

    "… a sleuth," Zoroark muttered. The girls exchanged confused looks. "I travel around to different places and use illusions to blend in with the locals. That way, I can get the lowdown on anything out of the ordinary and report it back to the Expedition Society. After the whole Dark Matter fiasco, Ampharos thought they needed to be more on top of things, see."

    "That sounds like a rather dubious way of keeping the peace," Milotic said, expression darkening. "I always thought your guild mates were a rather cheerful bunch."

    "It was Team Gaia's idea, actually. Their leader, Delphox, recruited me," Zoroark said. "But I'm getting off-topic. I'm in Horizon because I'm chasing down a lead on an artifact that the Society's archaeologist has taken a vested interest in."

    The girls exchanged unconvinced looks. "I'm telling the truth… I swear!" Zoroark said, desperation in her eyes. "Look, you can check in my satchel. It has copies of the notes Mawile had taken on the thing she sent me here after. She picked me because I'm good at blending in with my surroundings. It's that simple."

    "Tch, that's so like a Zoroark to say," Serperior scoffed. "Well, you clearly didn't do a good job if you ended up like that."

    "Quiet, Serpy," Milotic chided. "And what exactly was so important to Mawile that she didn't want to loop in the Horizon Guild?"

    Zoroark winced as she rummaged through her satchel and produced some papers. "Mawile's spent the past several years digging up records on Dark Matter to study. In the process, she claims she found evidence of some sort of anti-Legendary Pokémon plot from ancient times."

    "Like a conspiracy?" Serperior wondered. "Just how dense do you think we are, anyway?"

    "It's not a joke," Zoroark said, foisting the papers onto Milotic. "She found some notes suggesting that, after Dark Matter's first attack in ancient times, a group of Pokémon strongly believed they could no longer trust Legendaries to look out for them. So, they wanted to set out to create a Pokémon that could protect them from any kind of threat."

    "That's completely ridiculous," Serperior snorted. "If you want to make a Pokémon, all you need to do is find a compatible mate, take 'em somewhere romantic, and wait for the sparks to fl– MMPH!"

    Dragonair wrapped her tail around Serperior's mouth.

    "I'm not talking about mating or conceiving an egg. I'm talking about literally building a Pokémon. Like, out of parts, or something. That way, it could always be controlled by someone else," Zoroark elaborated. "According to Mawile's notes, this group carried out their experiments in Horizon. But something seemed to have gone wrong during the whole thing. There are mentions of things getting buried underground."

    Milotic scrunched up her snout. "Buried underground, huh? There is an underground labyrinth in Horizon. It's most prominent underneath Glyphic Falls."

    "Yeah, the Nocturnus Catacombs. It's one of the few areas where the landscape isn't reshaped by the Tapus' powers," Serperior recalled. "Wait, don't tell me you actually tried going there? That place is a nightmare if you're not properly prepared."

    "I didn't just go there. I made my way pretty far into its depths," Zoroark exclaimed. "But then I got jumped." She looked at her injured arm and winced. "Something attacked me from the shadows and pummeled me like crazy. I'd never felt so many punches and kicks striking me at once. It was like getting hit by ten Close Combats in unison! I just barely managed to grab my Escape Orb and flee back up to the surface before passing out. If I didn't have a Reviver Seed, I might not be here right now. And, well, those things are only so helpful..."

    "So, you were ambushed by an unknown assailant," Milotic summarized. "Do you need us to retrieve something of yours, then?"

    Zoroark nodded. "Yes. Whoever attacked me stole the one official record Mawile let me take. It had a picture of the artifact I was trying to find. Don't you see? I skipped town to come here. Didn't even tell Ampharos or Team Gaia. If I come back empty-pawed and having lost the record that Mawile found…" She shuddered. "Please. I need you to go into the Catacombs and try to find the Pokémon who stole the page."

    "That's a pretty tall order," Dragonair said. "The Catacombs are not very small. We could spend weeks looking and turn up nothing."

    "What if I show you the entrance I took to the cavern?" Zoroark offered. "Surely that's a place to start, right?"

    Dragonair frowned. "It still doesn't help all that much. You didn't see the Pokémon that attacked you and it's not like there's any way to track the page that was stolen. Apologies, but given you've already lied to us, it's tough to agree to such an unreasonable request."

    Zoroark frowned. "I've got 30,000 coin for you if you can provide any help."

    Serperior doubled over in a coughing fit. "Well," Milotic muttered, "Our policy is to take all jobs, no questions asked. So, I guess we'll help you out. But you'd better not be tricking us this time."

    Zoroark raised her good hand. "I swear, this is really what I need you for."

    XxX

    ~Glyphic Falls~

    The roaring of waterfalls and riverbeds echoed through the canyon. Zoroark limped along the base of the waterfall closest to the entrance. A thick haze lay over the area from water smacking the river. Luckily, Dragonair stood beside Zoroark. She continuously spun her tail about, whipping up short whirlwinds to dispel the haze.

    "So, you went right up to this waterfall, then?" Milotic asked.

    "Yeah. Like you said, I'm not exactly familiar with this place," Zoroark said. "I wanted to take the closest entrance to these tunnels I could."

    "Hang on. We've gone through this place a few times and we've never spotted a Catacombs entrance here," Serperior said.

    "That's because we were never looking for any entrances," Milotic said. "We just went in, got what we needed for our missions, and left."

    "No, duh. Because nobody wants to spend any longer in this place than they have to," Serperior scoffed. As if to emphasize that point, a rocky outcropping beside her erupted with a burst of steam. Serperior yelped and quickened her pace, stealing glances back at the hidden geyser. "Ugh, like I said," she grumbled.

    "It's right this way," Zoroark said, approaching a part of the cavernous pathway that seemed to spiral up through the waterfall's interior. She braced herself with her good arm and leaned against the rock wall.

    "Do you have any idea how far into the Catacombs you made it?" Milotic asked. "Or, for that matter, where you ended up going while you were down there?"

    Zoroark paused to produce a piece of parchment from her mane. "Here, I wrote down each way I went at the different forks down there. Of course, I pulled it from memory. But I'd like to think my memory's pretty reliable."

    Serperior gave Milotic an unconvinced look and mouthed, "It's a trap."

    Milotic flicked her rainbow tail dismissively. "Is there anything else?"

    "Well, yes," Zoroark said. "I did try to mark my way through the Catacombs with my claws." She raised her good arm. "I used x-shaped swipes to signify my trail."

    "But it's entirely possible her attacker took steps to remove that tracking," Dragonair pointed out. "In which case, we'd be out of luck."

    "Hmm." Milotic twitched her snout. "I suppose we could do some temporary split-ups and scout ahead if we end up uncertain of how to proceed." She turned back to Zoroark. "Again, do you think you remember how far you made it into the Catacombs?"

    Zoroark scratched her ear. "Hoo boy, that one might be a bit tougher to answer. It's not like I had any way of really keeping track of time down there. Lemme see…" She squinted her eyes shut and rubbed the bridge of her snout. "Okay, the sun was just about halfway toward its apex when I went down. And after I escaped, it was almost halfway toward setting." She turned back to Milotic. "So, maybe five or six hours?"

    Serperior's eyes widened. "Millie, it's already late afternoon. If we head down now, we're going to be there late into the night."

    "So? It's not like the time of day really makes a difference down there," Milotic pointed out.

    "But I don't want to be stuck down there all night," Serperior groaned.

    "Don't we have one of Magearna's timekeepers?" Milotic asked, looking toward Dragonair. To Milotic's delight, Dragonair and pulled a small, cylindrical contraption out of her bag. "Great, so let's set it for six hours. If we can't find anything in that time, then we'll just have to call it quits." She turned back to Zoroark. "Is that okay with you?"

    "I suppose so," Zoroark said. She stopped in the middle of the pathway and started running her claws against the wall. "I think the entrance is over here somewhere. Aha!" Her paw glided across an indentation and she pressed down against it. The rocky area trembled and a portion of the wall beside Zoroark folded down.

    Milotic slithered beside her and gazed through the opening. "It's a staircase. I guess this must be our route to the Catacombs."

    "Yup, it's what I used," Zoroark said. "I really do wish there was more I could do to help, but, well…" she looked down at her injured body.

    "We'll take it from here," Milotic said. "You just get back to Terrace Village safely, okay? We'll drop by the motel when we're done."

    Zoroark nodded. "Okay then. Good luck, girls." She stepped away from the entrance, allowing Serperior and Dragonair to join their leader. The trio descended the stairs and the dim glow of the caverns quickly faded.

    "Now what?" Serperior said.

    "We proceed forward," Milotic said. "There should be something lighting up the Catacombs, if the rumors are true."

    "And if they aren't?" Serperior huffed.

    "Then we'll need to employ some creative liberties," Milotic said. "In the meantime, say on your metaphorical toes. Serperior I want you beside me. Dragonair, you'll be behind us and facing backwards. We'll move as a singular unit through the cavern until we reach any forks."

    "Understood," Dragonair said. She shuffled backward to allow Serperior to slither beside Milotic.

    "Okay, girls. Slow and steady wins the race here," Milotic said.

    XxX

    ~Nocturnus Catacombs, Southeastern Quadrant~

    Their downward trek went faster than expected. Though the girls found themselves fumbling in the dark as the path zig-zagged and a few sharp rocks jutted out to impede their progress. Eventually, however, a soft, purple glow started to filter up the stairs. Milotic's radiant scales once again began sparkling in the dim light.

    "Great, looks like we've got a light source," Serperior sighed in relief. "Except your scales turn us into walking targets for any wild Pokémon that happen to linger around the area."

    "How about we make an entrance with our Tri-Captivate Technique?" Milotic proposed. "If there are any baddies lingering about, we'll totally catch them by surprise and then we can give them the business. Sound good?"

    "I guess so," Serperior said.

    "Right, then on my signal." Milotic crouched down. "One, two, three… go!" She sprang forward, with her teammates moving in sync behind her. They sailed down the remainder of the stairs and landed in the middle of a tunnel. All three serpents faced out in separate directions. They proceeded to bat their lashes and radiate small, heart-shaped bits of energy. The energy sailed harmlessly around the cave and struck various walls.

    "Area's clear, Milotic," Dragonair reported. Her teammates both relaxed at this, leaving them time to take in their surroundings. The catacomb tunnel was circular in nature. Jagged rocks lined the area, occasionally jutting out into the path. Clusters of crystals also suck out along the tunnel. They came out from the floor, walls, and ceiling. The clusters varied in size and, thus, intensity of the light they gave off.

    "Odd," Milotic whispered. "These don't look like any light crystals or Luminous Orbs I've ever seen."

    "Could they be ancient light sources?" Dragonair wondered.

    "Don't you think they'd have deactivated by now?" Serperior scoffed. "Yo, Millie, which way are we going here?"

    "In our direction," Milotic replied, jerking her head down the path. Dragonair, you okay moving backwards? If you get tired, you can switch with one of us."

    "I'm good for now," Dragonair reported. She turned around and slithered along backwards while her teammates led her forward through the cavern. "Keep your eyes peeled for any gaps in the lights the crystals make, chief. I think those might be some good hiding spots for wild Pokémon."

    "Roger that," Milotic said. "There aren't any real areas of darkness up ahead, but there are certainly dimmer spots."

    Click!

    Milotic felt herself pass over a switch in the rocks. Serperior and Dragonair bolted away from her. She craned her head up and steaming-hot water gushed out of her mouth. The attack blew the shards of rock that had dislodged from the ceiling into bits. Milotic held her tail up to shield her face from the shower of debris and water droplets.

    "A Stealth Rock trap," Milotic muttered. "Looks like we're in for a rough trek, ladies."

    "I'm surprised Zoroark didn't trigger it. It's right in the middle of the path," Dragonair mused. "We have three see-trap orbs. I'm not sure how far into this tunnel the effects of one will carry. But it couldn't hurt to try deploying an orb, right?"

    "Let's hold off on that until we're deeper into the cavern," Milotic said. "The paths may get more convoluted and trap-riddled, for all we kn–"

    Click!

    "Are you kidding me? Come on!" Milotic groaned, before the ground around her spewed a mud geyser. Dragonair and Serperior shielded their eyes until they were certain it was safe to turn back. Milotic still stood in place, only now her body was caked in a layer of damp, brown mud.

    "Well, now you certainly look the part of the grizzled explorer," Serperior giggled.

    "Wipe that smirk off your face before I do it for you," Milotic growled, rubbing mud from her eyes with her tail. "That was just a stroke of bad luck, that's all."

    "Or maybe it's bad karma for dragging me out here like this when I said I didn't want to come?" Serperior proposed, her smirk growing. Milotic responded to this by running her tail across her body and flinging a stream of mud at Serperior. "Augh! Hey!" Serperior groaned, raising her tail to shield her face. "Lighten up, Millie. I was just messing with you."

    "Ladies, settle down," Dragonair chided. "We've got bigger problems to concern ourselves with than a little grime."

    "Does this look like a little grime?" Milotic hissed. "Ugh, I can feel it under my scales!"

    "Easy there, chief. Deep breaths. You can always clean yourself off after the mission," Dragonair coaxed. Milotic's face was probably beet red with anger, but there was no way to tell with all the mud in the way. "Instead, can we focus on the mud trap you triggered? Or, rather, what's left of it?" She scooped up a piece of the broken trap and held it up. "Check it out. This trap is brand new. Someone lay it here quite recently."

    Serperior squinted her eyes. "How can you even tell?"

    "There's absolutely no wear and tear on any of these pieces of debris," Dragonair explained. "And barely any dust or sediment. A trap that's been here awhile would have plenty of dirt sinking into it."

    "I guess that means someone's trying to deter visitors," Serperior concluded. "I told you two that Zoroark was bad news. She probably set these traps to either do us in or soften us up for whatever outlaws she convinced to hide down here and lie in wait for us. This whole thing reeks of a set-up."

    "You think she's faking those injuries of hers, too? Those seemed pretty real to me," Milotic countered.

    "That's just because you're a softie," Serperior scoffed. "I've been suspicious of this mission from the get-go. All of this is just confirming my thoughts."

    "Okay then. Suppose you are right about this whole thing being a giant trap," Milotic exclaimed. "Then aren't you just the slightest bit curious about what the heck Zoroark is up to down here?"

    "Do you think she's related to that anti-Legendary conspiracy she mentioned? Say, perhaps, a distant descendant of one of the Pokémon involved?" Dragonair proposed.

    "But then why would she go through the trouble to bring us here? It's not like we know anything about it," Serperior argued. "She'd have dragged us into this for no good reason."

    "Exactly," Milotic cut in. "An outlaw wouldn't try to trick a veteran explorer team for 'no good reason.' So, whether this is a trap or not, Zoroark must have something in mind for us. And I intend to find out just what that is."

    "Lead the way then, chief," Serperior offered. "At least I can get a kick out of seeing you trigger all these tra– HEY!"

    Several globs of mud pelted Serperior's body.

    "That's enough of that talk," Milotic harrumphed. "Dragonair, do we have a trap proof emera in our possession?"

    "Um, let me take a look," Dragonair said, fumbling through the item pouch. "Oh, hey, we do have an unused one. I'm guessing you want this?" She produced the teardrop-shaped gem and handed it to Milotic. Milotic rubbed the base of her tail off to expose her looplet and placed the emera inside the only open slot. It shimmered to life and made her looplet momentarily flash green.

    "Excellent," Milotic said. "Let's switch the formation to a line. I'll lead and you two can switch places behind me as needed."

    "No objections here," Serperior said.

    Milotic led Team Captivate along the tunnel. She used her long, serpentine body to help guide her teammates forward. They followed her path perfectly, so as not to trigger any wayward traps. Milotic ended up running into several more traps, but the emera's effects caused them to fizzle out harmlessly. Dragonair inspected several of them and, each time, confirmed they were freshly-placed.

    Along the way, the team even encountered some of the claw markings Zoroark had told them about. "Okay, so she wasn't lying about that part. But I still think she's rotten," Serperior said while the team approached a marking telling them to turn right and proceed down a new corridor.

    They weaved their way along the path Zoroark dictated. All the while, Magearna's timer continued to tick away. The team paused for a couple of breaks to restore their bellies with their supply of apples. But despite their long trek, not a single wild Pokémon appeared to challenge them. In fact, they heard no signs of any wild Pokémon along their path.

    "Don't you girls find it suspicious there are no wild Pokémon around here?" Serperior asked. "From the way Braviary and the Guildmaster talked about this place, I was expecting a Monster House every thirty paces or so."

    "Are you trying to jinx us, Serpy?" Milotic groaned.

    "Hey, we're all thinking it," Serperior said. "I was just the one to actually bring it up."

    "I wonder if the lighting has something to do with it?" Dragonair thought.

    "What d'ya mean, Airy?" Serperior asked.

    Dragonair paused next to one of the clusters of light crystals. "Well, we all thought these seemed like a strange light source. And to make matters weirder, these crystal clusters have somehow grown larger the farther we've progressed into the Catacombs. I would've expected our light sources to get smaller. We are pretty far underground by now."

    "I can't think of any sort of explanation for this," Serperior said, eyeing one of the crystal clusters. "I guess it's just one of those 'the Tapus work in strange, mysterious ways,' moments."

    "Perhaps," Dragonair said. "Or, maybe, these aren't a natural light source." Her teammates stiffened at this. "These crystals could have been planted down here and cultivated."

    "… you certainly have quite the head on your shoulders there, luv. Working that tidbit out with naught but a hunch to go off of."

    Serperior whirled around. "Who said that? Show yourself!"

    "Ease up, there. I'm not looking for trouble," the soft, male voice replied. Serperior turned around and fired a spiraling tornado of leaves behind her. They sailed harmlessly along the tunnel, pinging off the light crystals.

    "Whoa-ho-ho. You're quite the hothead. I've heard of sweeping a gent off his feet, but that takes it to a new level."

    Milotic gasped and slithered back from a cluster of purple, ectoplasmic wisps gathering into a puddle in front of her. The wisps extended upward, taking the form of a small, gray, blob-like Pokémon. He had two arms, two legs, a puffy, cloud-like collar around its neck, a helmet-like cranium bearing a trio of horns, and red eyes with beady, yellow pupils.

    Dragonair appeared by Milotic's side, the team's petrify wand curled up in her tail. She kept it hidden behind Milotic, ready to strike. "And just who or what are you supposed to be?" Milotic asked.

    "Oh my. Where are my manners? Ever so sorry, luv. The name's Marshadow." Marshadow extended his right arm and slowly bowed. "Charmed to make your acquaintances."

    "And what would a 'mon like you be doing crawling around a place like this?" Serperior barked from the back of the group.

    "I could ask you the same question, luv," Marshadow chuckled. "The pouch around Dragonair suggests you're not Catacomb-dwellers." Dragonair reflexively swiveled her bag back to hide it. "Not to mention I'd recognize a Horizon Exploration Badge anywhere."

    Milotic raised her tail to block off her badge and looplet. "Are you a guild associate? If not, then we have nothing to say to the likes of you."

    "In a manner of speaking, I am," Marshadow replied.

    "Fat chance!" Serperior spat. "I've never heard of any Marshadow before."

    Marshadow smirked. "I should hope not. I'm one of a kind, after all. And I've got a certain reputation to uphold. Wouldn't do me much good if folks knew exactly what I looked like."

    "You're not doing much to sell yourself as trustworthy there, buddy," Milotic muttered.

    "Touché, luv. But then, neither are you. Here I thought you guild folk were all friendly types," Marshadow mused. "Then again, word around the shadows is there's been one heck of a regime-change lately. Shame to hear Incineroar bit the big one. He was a such a kind soul. Maybe a bit too kind."

    Marshadow suddenly jolted stiff. His face scrunched up and his legs smacked together. Dragonair unfurled her tail, revealing the activated petrify wand. "What should we do with him, chief?"

    "We've got to take him with us, I think," Milotic said. "If he can melt into and out of the ground he might be able to catch up to us pretty quickly."

    "Um, you know I can still hear you, luv. And talk, for that matter," Marshadow muttered. Sweat droplets popped up on Team Captivate's heads. "Listen. Maybe we didn't exactly get off on the right foot, here. You're quite clearly the no-nonsense types. A gent of my caliber can appreciate that kind of professionalism when it comes to exploring."

    "So, you're an explorer then?" Milotic asked. "Who are you affiliated with?"

    "No one," Marshadow replied. "I'm what you might call a 'private contractor.'" Team Captivate narrowed their eyes at Marshadow. "Oh, come now. No need for the suspicious glares. I'm just not much of a team player. Plus, I can keep one hundred percent of the profits from every job I pull. Can't blame a gent for wanting a bit of independence, eh?"

    Team Captivate encircled Marshadow. "Look, cut me a bit of slack, luvs. Let's just say I tend to take sketchier jobs that an established group turns down. When Pokémon are really desperate, they turn to me." Marshadow shakily got to his feet, dusting himself off. "It's not noble and I'm hardly proud of it. But a gent needs to make a living."

    "… fine," Milotic said. She smacked him with her tail, freeing him from the petrify wand's effects. "Now tell us what brings you down here."

    "Uh, uh, uh," Marshadow wagged a finger. "Information doesn't come cheap, luv. How's about a little mutual exchange first?"

    Milotic rolled her eyes. "I'm Milotic. These are my teammates, Serperior and Dragonair. We're a veteran-rank exploration team with the Horizon Guild here on an assignment we personally received."

    "What's your team name, then?" Marshadow asked.

    Milotic's lips pursed. A gesture that no one caught with mud still coating her face. "We're Team Charm," Milotic lied. Dragonair and Serperior didn't question the lie in any way.

    "A fitting name for a trio of beautiful faces," Marshadow exclaimed.

    "Answer my question," Milotic instructed.

    "Wow, there's just no fazing you, eh?" Marshadow let out a laugh. "Very well then. Personal reasons brought me here. Heard rumors that there's something peculiar lying around this quadrant of the Catacombs. Some sort of remnant of a sinister plot from ancient times. Pokémon trying to play Creator and all that jazz." Marshadow stretched out his back. "But it's been slow going what with all the traps some brute laid out. I keep shadow-melding to try and skirt them but that eats up my strength pretty quickly. Hence how you three caught up to me."

    'So, other Pokémon know about this conspiracy too,' Milotic thought. "Well, I'm afraid our reason's not quite so intriguing. But maybe we can help each other out. You look like you know your way around here pretty well. I've got a trap proof emera equipped right now. I can clear traps out of the way if you're willing to provide us with a little extra muscle while we search for our objective."

    "Hmm, I'd rather not stray too far from my own mission, luv," Marshadow said.

    "But we're already heading in the same direction," Milotic pointed out.

    Marshadow crossed his arms and tapped a foot. "Just try not to slow me down. Time is money, after all."

    "Ha! Same to you, buddy," Milotic laughed as she slithered past Marshadow. Dragonair and Serperior hung back.

    "You go first, Airy," Serperior said. "I don't like that guy and I want to stay as far away from him as possible." And with that, the trio resumed their trek with Marshadow in tow.

    Milotic glanced back at Marshadow. 'Best way to make sure he doesn't try any funny business is to keep him talking,' she figured. "So, Marshadow, what did you mean earlier when you said Dragonair was on the right track about these crystals?"

    "Oh, just that they're not natural," Marshadow said. "I've got a hunch that they're actually emera ores."

    "These massive things are emeras?" Serperior gawked. She glanced down at her looplet and shook her head. "You've got to be joking."

    "I did say it was a hunch, luv," Marshadow chuckled. "No way for me to say for certain. And if they are, they're certainly not like the emeras we know of. You make those little trinkets by gathering up stardust, yes?"

    "Yeah," Milotic said. "What, so there are different origins for emeras or something?"

    "That's where the mystery comes in," Marshadow said. "And there's no sense of wonder to be had if I just tell you. It'll be more fun if you find out for your– woomf!"

    Dragonair smacked Marshadow's back with a glowing tail. He stumbled forward.

    "Okay, okay, you made your point, luv," Marshadow grumbled. "I've heard rumors that back in ancient times, emera ores were a source of energy used to power all manner of things. Simple as that."

    "It sounds to me like you're leaving out details," Milotic huffed. "For starters, where did these things even come from? Giant energy crystals don't just magically pop out of the ground."

    "You're sharp as a spike trap," Marshadow chuckled. "But all I have to go on are educated guesses."

    "Well, if they're from ancient times, could they be related to the battles between the three Super-Ancient Pokémon?" Dragonair wondered.

    "That was my thought, luv," Marshadow said. "After all, they were venting off massive amounts of energy. Some of it must've gotten trapped and crystallized. And thus, we have emera ores."

    Milotic pursed her lips. "I'm not sure I like that idea very much. Using captured primal energy all willy-nilly? That could have disastrous consequences." She looked around. "And there sure are an awful lot of these ores."

    Marshadow smirked. "As I said, it's quite the enigma. Why do you think I came down here? It's utterly fascinating. If there was something suspicious going on in ancient times, odds are pretty good these emera ores could've been involved."

    "Bah, that sounds like a bunch of superstitious nonsense," Serperior scoffed. "Pokémon always look out for each other. It's been that way as far back as anyone can remember. Why do you think rescue teams and exploration guilds formed up?"

    Milotic tensed up. "Um, girls? There's something awfully bright up ahead."

    Marshadow whistled. "I'll say. Seems like we've stumbled onto something." He glanced at Milotic. "You gonna check it out, luv? Or is this where I bid you adieu?"

    Milotic sped forward, deactivating a trio of traps in the process. The others followed along after her, though Serperior continued to lag back. All the while, the bright light grew steadily closer. Eventually, Milotic froze at a point where the tunnel opened up.

    "Tapus preserve us," she whispered. "What is this place?"

    Marshadow peered out from behind her. They had found a circular chamber, littered with emeras ores extending up to the ceiling. The rocky ground had given way to smoother patches of stone. Only there were numerous jagged cracks running through them.

    But Marshadow's attention immediately snapped to the other side of the room. There, in the shadow of two large emera ores, sat a giant, crystal lattice structure. Unlike the emera ores, it was dull-gray in color. Not only that, it had been shattered. Crystal shards lay strewn across the stone floor, twinkling in the purple light. At the top of the lattice's remnants, the group could barely make out a strange symbol: a winged heart, with demonic horns sticking out of the top and a piercing eye sitting in the center.

    "This," Marshadow said, "is exactly what I was looking for."
     
    Chapter 18
  • Haha, the rock gag in here is great. As someone who stuffed a rock in a character's backpack with the intention of making it useful eighty chapters later, I am completely not disappointed with this iteration of the brick joke.
    Thank you. It was one of those little gags that I wanted to write that I hoped could appeal to folks whether or not they play the PMD games. Because you can just buy rocks to throw at enemies in the games, so I was poking fun at that. XD

    And hunger foreshadowing!

    I'm torn about whether or not this is clever foreshadowing or a bit too much.
    I assure you, this is not foreshadowing for something bad happening to Shane with hunger. Being hungry will come up again in a negative light... but probably not how you're expecting in the slightest.

    haha lampshades
    No but actually, this was pretty funny, and I like how you put a wholesome twist on this "this creature has a nefarious accent and is therefore evil" trope (that I promptly still fell for it with Yungoos OOPS)
    So, I admit that bit is a PMD reference... specifically one to Super Mystery Dungeon. There's a character (Nuzleaf, as mentioned by Shane), who acts as a father figure to the human, speaks in a Texan accent, and stabs you in the back and then kills you roughly 2/3rds of the way through the story. Don't worry, you get better, obviously.

    Yay worldbuilding with Pokemon not looking identical to one another! Neat. Glad you included this! Do the differences actually run deeper than just external cosmetics?
    Technically, yes. Abilities exist and can differ. Pokémon also differ in the moves they know, especially because of Egg Moves. But you'd need to be a psychic or an aura reader to know some internal differences, since they relate to a Pokémon's life energy.

    And is the "naming everyone by their species" really more efficient? Shane's example of trying to report someone actually feels quite valid.
    It is not. Shane is completely right. Maybe I didn't approach it well, but I've found that, too often, people like to make Pokémon only worlds that are better than the real world (outside of crazy villains, of course). My intention was to show that, just like differences between cultures that may strike you as strange, the PMD world has some really questionable customs. But given Shane's already on rocky ground, he gives up arguing this point.

    shit i'm becoming Shane not to say that this is a bad idea at all, by the way. I think it's dope that you're trying to put some justification into why the PMD universe calls everyone by their species name; I just feel like this explanation could be a bit more comprehensive? I think I may have left with more questions than answers.
    It's not an efficient policy, at all. Shane's just the outsider and ends up going along with it to avoid people getting upset at him for nitpicking.

    The characters that you introduce this chapter are awesome, by the way. Metagross is funny, Braviary's a bro. You've got a good knack for outlining a supporting cast in a few sentences that's really valuable here. Good stuff.
    Glad you like them! I had a lot of fun with Braviary in the early chapters. ^^

    Haha. Watching these two shittalk each other during battle literally while the other one is getting brutally punished for a casual mistake... is kind of funny, in a sadistic sort of way. This battle was written well, but I particularly enjoyed reading it a second time when you can clearly see how much Yungoos is just fucking with them as a test ("da two of youse aint in sync at all"). It's great to do things that make sense reading forward the first time but are still enjoyable when you have deeper context.
    I've gotten a fair few comments saying, "Wow, reading this in hindsight really opened my eyes." But I swear this stuff must be happy accidents, because I'm usually not thinking that deeply when I'm drafting everything. *nervous laugh*

    I hope they chant this when shit gets real.
    Oh, it'll be back. Trust me. ;)

    Magearna! The wording quirks are really cute and I think she's a fun character.
    I'm amazed people like Magearna so much since I based her on an exposition fairy most people find annoying and unhelpful. XD

    Again, your side cast really shines here. You introduce a ton of new characters this chapter, but it's pretty easy to keep them all straight because you establish them very effectively, very well. There's a bit of a reliance on tropes here, but it works, so I really can't slam you for it.
    I'll take it! :D

    And you have Type: Null best boi AND he's on the banner art??
    I have no shame in saying he completes the main trio for this story.

    LAST TIME HARPING ON THIS FOR ME, I SWEAR.
    There's a neat concept in the Earthsea series by Ursula Le Guin where everyone has a "true" name, which is shared only with close friends (this is for ~~magical~~ reasons + is vastly oversimplified) and a nickname that they self-select and use to introduce themselves with/operate on a daily basis. When someone truly trusts someone else, they'll exchange their true names as a symbol of that bond. I feel like this is more in-line with the vibe you're going for?
    See... that's an idea I had actually thought of. But there were two problems. One is that there is a PMD fic that, in some respects, served as an inspiration for this story. It's called Defenders of Warmth and it uses that true name concept. I was worried people would think I was just copying it. The other issue is that characters from the canon PMD games (who are nameless) will show up in the story. Heck, if you've read through the end of the Team MIB stuff, then you already know that Espeon and Umbreon are characters from one of the PMD games (according to Shane, anyway). Tessa and Gallian have their names for a specific reason, which I'm sure you've figured out.

    I just struggle really hard with this concept; to me it's akin to calling someone "Female" or "Dark-Hair" or some other physical trait that a lot of other people around them are also inevitably going to be called by; as a game mechanic it works perfectly well (and honestly should be done, since the point is to advertise the species of Pokemon in-game), but from a fanfic in-universe perspective, I just have so many questions.
    I realize that. I guess I figured it was a more animalistic bit I would keep for the Pokémon.

    he's gonna get snow warning and mess up everyone's day, isn't he.
    That would've already happened. No, his ability is something that should raise an eyebrow or two.

    Sun-shaped deity fren dream is a neat concept. I can't tell if you're trying to turn the standard dream sequence on its head by making it too over-the-top, but if you are, I hella appreciate it.
    I am turning it on its head a bit... but probably not in a way you're expecting.

    It'll definitely undermine your ability to establish whatever's happening as a credible threat to deity (because if so, it definitely shouldn't be wasting so much time with the FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL and would in theory be much, much more urgent), but as a plot piece here it really shines.
    Good, hang onto that thought. Or... maybe go back and read chapter 1's cold opening (before the episode title) and compare it to the voice you see hear. ;)

    And your side cast again! Milotic is so sweet. Dragonair is also sweet. These guys are cute and I love it.
    I couldn't not make a snek team. They're great sneks. <3

    And... wow. The rest of the chapter builds up to Shane once again being bad at keeping things together and getting Riolu into a ton of shame and trouble, isn't it? At some point you gotta wonder when he'll learn // when she's gonna just throw in the towel.
    Well, you find out in Chapter 8. He start to get there... but it takes a total shock to his system to get him to realize he needs to change.

    I read up to the part where it gets revealed that Shane gives 0 shits about anyone here because he's treating them as a videogame, which is a really, really neat thing and definitely explains why he's treating breaking Riolu's heart every time as a little checkbox where you can just potion off the damage or something. That's awesome! That's an amazing interpretation of how the "sucked into a videogame" character would behave in a world of sentient, feeling characters.
    I was going for that approach. His not quite separating of reality and fiction is entirely intentional. And, really, I was trying to show that Shane genuinely isn't good at social interactions. He's not people smart... and that's supposed to show in his interactions. He doesn't always have a filter... he can get fixated on things even when people tell him to stop... his thinking is fairly cyclical... and he doesn't always consider the feelings of the other person. That was all completely intentional on my part.

    It made a lot of my frustrations with Shane's character basically go away because, damn, I'm a little embarassed that I actually needed that spelled out to me to grasp why he was behaving the way he was. Amazing stuff.
    It's understandable. Not a lot of people have liked Shane's attitude out of the gate. Though some people actually enjoyed watching him be a jerk because it was so much different from what the PMD games bring.

    But Riolu? I start getting frustrated on her behalf right now because he clearly doesn't take any of this seriously and she seems perfectly aware of it but does nothing.
    I know we talked about this, so I might have to go back and see if I can show her lack of energy/willpower to really go away from this. Because, if she left, she'd be returning to her routine of laying around Sylveon's house or the beach, thinking she's a complete waste of space.

    And then there's Shane just going around basically parroting textbook abuse cycles ("look I already said I was sorry" / " I won't do it again" -> immediately does it again / "god what else do you even want from me, one of my tails?" / "it was just a joke" / "look I was good this one time why can't you just trust me?" / "pfft you'll come around and see that I'm the one for you eventually"), which was okay the first few times but each time the cycle continues I really wonder why Riolu is taking this.
    Her depressed attitude factors into it. On Shane's part, the "playing the victim" cycle he's doing is important. Keep it in mind, because this behavior will relate heavily to another character you'll meet later. Or... technically the character's been scene twice already... but briefly.

    Poor bby has no one else who loves her and was abandoned by her entire family for reasons that no one understands; of-fucking-course she's going to want to seek validation and justification from the first Pokemon to look in her direction as if she were more than her family. And wow. This could be a dark tale about emotional manipulation and true friendship, but there's so much quipping laced in the narrative that any urgency/seriousness doesn't really hold up.
    I fully admit, that's a result of me using the PMD games as the big inspiration. They do address some seriously heavy stuff (as stated in the content warning, Explorers features a PG variant of the partner contemplating suicide, but do it with a cast of cute, adorable critters with very quirky personalities. And I tried to emulate that. Though maybe that was a bad idea for a fic. In which case, I apologize it wasn't quite to your liking. :( I promise, this story is going to evolve into something that's heavily focused on relationships. What healthy ones look like, the consequences of unhealthy ones, and what can happen to someone who has no relationships period. It just... took me time to get there. First fic rookie mistakes, I suppose. ;~;

    I dunno. I think part of this is how you're chained to a mostly Shane-centric narrative here, so it's a lot harder to get into Riolu's headspace even when we get to the Tessa-narrated chapters (which are great, by the way! I didn't mention back when I reviewed it but you handle the perspective switching really well).
    Glad to hear it, since I know perspective switching like that is more controversial. Like I said, I think I'll need to go back and find the right parts to make it clear that Tessa lacks the energy to just say 'no' to Shane... and that she's desperately hoping he's right so she can gain fame and notoriety since she (perhaps foolishly) believes that's the key to future happiness.

    And, honestly, if you said that the above outline of abuse is the story that you were trying to tell here, I would probably believe you. I'm just not sure if that's the story you want to be telling, because the other bits of this fic are so fluffy and so cute.
    It is the story I want to tell, trust me. I guess this is just something of a deconstruction fic. Like, I'm taking apart PMD elements, but doing so in a way that tries to emulate the source material.

    tl;dr: Shane acts like a big butt to a lot of people around here, which is totally in-character for him, but everyone else just up-and-accepting it makes the story strangely dark, in that light (lol puns)
    The dark undertones aren't accidental. If you're finding them, then I'm technically doing my job right.

    BUT BUT ENOUGH ABOUT CHARACTER RANTING. There's so much that you've done right here. Like. I'm immensely frustrated with the interactions between your two protagonists and this is still a really enjoyable story to read.
    I, uh, think that's a win? It's so tough to tell with you all. ;~;

    There's lovely bits of action and the pacing is really clean. You've interspersed some realistic worldbuilding in here -- I dunno how much of this is from the game, but as someone who only played the OG PMD Red, the way you handle the worldbuilding here is pretty seamless. I never felt like I was reading fanfic for a game that I haven't actually played, nor did I feel like there was an unnecessary exposition dump.
    Everything related to Horizon and its lore is 100% made up by me. References to Temporal Tower and Dark Matter are from the games. I wanted to make this fic as accessible as possible to folks who never played the canon games. It sounds like I was pretty successful.

    The locations are crisp and memorable, the supporting cast is pretty fun, and you do a decent job of dancing around the idea of Pokemon society in a meaningful and interesting way. There's so much good stuff going on here. I normally only read the dark and edgy character studies, but this was a genuinely enjoyable story about two characters going about their every day lives.
    Okay, that makes me happy. I know it's not an exciting intro, but the introductory arc (episodes 1-4) was just supposed to be that: some everyday basics. There was no way I could realistically start by having Shane and Tessa tackle the main threat without a heaping of ridiculous deus ex machina. And I was a new writer who was too worried to try anything like that.

    I know it's supposed to get darker later, but, goddamn, this early stuff, especially when Shane isn't being a shit (and don't let the wall of text scare you; he's reasonable most of the time) is still a lot of fun to read. Reading this, I could tell that you've got this massive plot imagined, and it was kind of that chug-chug-chug as you go up the first slope in a roller coaster feeling. Which is awesome. There's a ton of good here, and thank you for writing this!
    That makes me feel a lot better, actually. I know you all have been at this much longer than I have... so I doubt I'll ever reach your level of good pacing and characterization. But I'm glad you found it enjoyable! <3

    Also, best boi is on the team. You have no idea okay you probably have a very good idea of how hyped this makes me.
    Excitement levels at max. "Null is a good boy" is a meme on reviews I've gotten elsewhere for a reason. I've turned a few people onto his species through this story. ;)

    Thanks again for reviewing. And typing it on an iPhone gets you, like, a bazillion respect points. Seriously, what's your secret? XD

    This chapter was originally posted on November 9th, 2017.

    XxX

    Chapter 18: Crystals Are Forever

    Milotic slowly slithered into the room, craning her neck up. Unlike the tunnels, the ceiling in this room was so high she couldn't properly see it. Emera ores stretched up to the point where they became purple spots in the distance.

    "Do you suppose this was some sort of emera reserve?" Milotic wondered.

    "Wouldn't know, luv," Marshadow replied, striding toward the shattered crystal on the far side of the room. "Frankly, I'm amazed this many could gather in one location."

    "Maybe that's the big conspiracy you're chasing after," Milotic thought aloud. "A group of Pokémon started stockpiling emera ores. Or perhaps they learned how to grow their own ores instead? And other Pokémon didn't like that, so they attacked and somehow the stockpile ended up underground."

    Over by the entrance, Serperior and Dragonair exchanged looks that showed they'd reached the same conclusion: Milotic was playing dumb to keep Marshadow from getting suspicious. After all, they didn't need him suddenly turning on them.

    "Don't you want to look inside?" Dragonair asked.

    "Nah, I'm good here," Serperior answered. She remained in the entrance while Dragonair slithered toward one of the nearby ores to get a better look at it. She glanced over at the ground and managed to find a pebble. Wrapping it up in her tail, she gently tossed it against the giant gemstone. A bright flash of purple light burst forth from the ore, sending Dragonair into a hasty retreat.

    "Okay, that was a bad idea," she concluded.

    "I'll say it was, luv. You trying to get us blasted to bits?" Marshadow sneered. "These puppies are stuff with massive amounts of energy. Set one off, you could very well start a chain reaction that could make this part of the Catacombs crumble."

    Dragonair gulped. "I hadn't considered that." She coiled herself up, bringing her tail close to her body.

    Satisfied her teammate was safe, Milotic turned back to Marshadow. He had knelt beside the gray crystal and was currently examining one of the shards. "This is quite interesting," he muttered. "I've never felt anything quite like this."

    Her curiosity aroused, Milotic reached out and ran her tail across a nearby crystal shard. She raised a brow. "This is so weird. It's almost like I'm touching water. But the crystal's completely solid." She picked up the shard and brought it up toward her face. "I can't explain how something like this might happen."

    "An ice-type move getting used on a body of water?" Serperior heckled from across the room.

    "Does this look like a glacier to you?" Marshadow scoffed. "If it was, we'd be freezing our faces off." Milotic gave him an annoyed look. "What? It's pretty much the only thing we've got in common," he said, throwing in a laugh for good measure.

    Milotic rolled her eyes. "So, if this isn't a glacier, maybe it's some kind of remnant from an attack?" she proposed, approaching the remains of the large crystal. It was tough to look at the lattice squarely with all the purple light bouncing off it. Milotic instead stuck her tail up. The rainbow light flickered onto the walls.

    "Now's not the time for shadow puppets," Marshadow criticized.

    "I'm not goofing off," Milotic said, running her tail across the crystal. "I'm examining this thing. And there's a pretty sizeable impression in the middle of it."

    Marshadow crosses his arms. "I should think so, luv. It did break, after all."

    "No, that's…" Milotic cut herself off. "Ugh, how do I explain this? I think this crystal was hollow on the inside. It has a rounded basin."

    Dragonair looked over in surprise. "You're kidding. All these emera ores are completely solid. So, why the difference?"

    Marshadow walked up beside Milotic and put a hand inside of the crystal. "I think you're right, luv. This is far too smooth to have come from this thing breaking." He traced his hand along the outline. It didn't follow the edges of the crystal. Rather, his hand initially curved outward, only to move back toward the center. At which point, he moved his hand up toward the top of the crystal.

    "I may be off the mark, here," Milotic said, "but I think something was inside this crystal."

    "That's an amateur opinion. It wasn't a something, it was a someone," Marshadow claimed.

    "You know what I meant," Milotic huffed. "But then, does that mean this big conspiracy you're investigating involves some sort of Pokémon?"

    "Sorry, luv, that's a piece of information I'm keeping a tight hold on," Marshadow said.

    'Which means it totally does. So, did Zoroark tell this guy about the conspiracy? Or did he find out on his own?' Milotic thought. But she put on a frown in order to maintain her façade. "Aww, you're no fun," she whined.

    "I can be plenty fun in the right situations. This just isn't one of them," Marshadow quipped, winking at Milotic.

    "Hey, there are a couple of small crystal clusters next to the broken one. They're grayed out too," Dragonair announced, standing in a corner of the room and looking toward her teammate. Milotic stretched her kneck out and found one of the clusters Dragonair referred to.

    "These look like emera ores," Milotic observed. "So, I guess they don't have unlimited energy. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing."

    "Forget the energy amounts," Marshadow dismissed. "There are a bunch of cords shooting out from the ores to the big crystal." He knelt down and ran his hand across a small, circular band in the floor. "And the cords feel exactly like the broken crystal. I think we can safely conclude these emera ores were powering this big thing."

    "And then they ran out of energy and the crystal just shattered?" Milotic said. "How very strange."

    "Try looking at it from another angle, luv," Marshadow said. "We think there was someone sealed inside, right? So, when the ores ran out of power, the sealed creature could've woken up and busted its way out."

    "But then whoever or whatever was inside would start rampaging around the Catacombs," Serperior stated. "Don't you think we'd have heard about something like that?"

    "Who's to say when exactly this all happened?" Marshadow asked, shrugging. "For all we know, it could've been decades ago."

    "I think I may have found something that could help us answer that," Dragonair cut in. "Behind this crystal, there's something written on the wall." She beckoned Milotic toward her with her tail. Milotic weaved her way around the crystal and accompany emera ores, with Marshadow tagging along behind her. They found Dragonair looking at a stretch of stone wall.

    "Yeah, it sure looks like something was carved in there," Milotic said. "But, I don't think I recognize those symbols. They don't resemble any footprint writing I've ever seen."

    "That's because your guess is a bit off the mark there, luv," Marshadow said. "This is the Unown language. I'd recognize it anywhere."

    "The Unown language?" Milotic parroted. "Hang on, isn't that just the species of Pokémon with a bunch of different symbols around an ey–" Her eyes widened. "Oooooooooooh, duh. I see what you're getting at."

    "I'm afraid none of us know anything about reading Unown," Dragonair said.

    "No worries. That's where I can step in," Marshadow offered. "You've helped me piece a bit of this whole mystery together, so it's the least I can do. May I?" Dragonair moved next to Milotic, allowing Marshadow to approach the writing. He knelt down and stared intently at the wall, sweeping his head back and forth.

    "Good gracious," he muttered. "This is… very unexpected."

    "Hey now, it's not nice to keep a pair of lovely ladies in the dark, you know," Milotic chided. "What's it say?"

    Marshadow smirked. "A little patience goes a long way, luv. I just wanted to make sure what I was reading made sense. Listen to this…"

    Sealed within this crystal is a terrifying monster that should never be allowed to see the light of day. My team tried to create a Pokémon that could protect us from any manner of danger. We wanted a controllable creature that could adapt to fend off enemies, including Legendary Pokémon. But we have failed. Our creation immediately turned on us, slaughtering my colleagues before I could subdue it. Hence, I have used magic from my emera ore stockpile to form the crystal imprisoning it.

    I have tethered as many emera ores as I could manage to the crystal. But I fear the effort may not be enough. This failed experiment must remain sealed. I have left this message here so that the Pokémon who discover this place in the future can connect more emera ores to the crystal and keep our creation imprisoned.

    If, by some chance, you have discovered this message and find the large crystal behind you is broken, then my creation has escaped. In which case, you must be on guard for a Pokémon with a large, stone helmet covering its entire face. If you cannot outright destroy the creature, then you must either subdue it or flee before it can attack you. Though the helmet I forcibly melded to the experiment is meant to subdue its aggression, there's no guarantee it won't display hostility.

    I imagine reading this will make you angry. Just understand that I was doing what I thought was best for the future of our world. My only regret is that my team made mistakes with this experiment. Hopefully, our second attempt will prove more successful.


    "… and there you have it." Marshadow stood up and massaged his throat. "Quite a mouthful, eh, luv? Though, I'm not quite sure what to make of the symbol at the bottom."

    "The winged heart?" Milotic asked, following Marshadow's gaze. "Yeah, it's kind of strange. It's got horns poking out of the top and... is that an eye in the middle? It looks rather ominous. Just what do you suppose was going on down here?"

    "Can't say for certain, luv," Marshadow replied. He knelt down to continue examining the glyph.

    Dragonair and Milotic proceeded to slither a fair distance back from Marshadow. They exchanged panic-stricken looks. "A Pokémon wearing a large, stone helmet over its face? We have one of those in the guild," Milotic whispered.

    "Yeah, that Null fellow," Dragonair whispered back. "Didn't Braviary say our guild mates found him in Glyphic Falls?"

    Milotic's eyes widened. "If that's the case, then he's probably the Pokémon that's written about here. Which means we've let a monster into the guild!" Her jaw stiffened. "And he's running around with Riri and that Vulpix!"

    "Are you okay?" Marshadow called. "You look like you've seen a ghost." He smirked. "Well, you have seen a ghost. But I'm talking a less-handsome, not nearly as dashing ghost as me. Aha ha ha."

    "Err… nothing! We're totally fine," Milotic lied. She then spun around and whispered, "We need to do something about this. Those kids could be in danger."

    "If our Gear-Com works down here, I could ring up the group in Sunset Shoals and tell them about what we've found," Dragonair suggested. "But if we try using it in front of Marshadow, then we're gonna tip him off that something's wrong."

    "Then we just need to excuse ourselves for a little bit. Or maybe have Serperior d–"

    "Hey, check it out! What's a looplet doing sitting around down here?"

    At once, everyone's heads turned toward the entrance of the room. Serperior stood tucked between several emera ores. A silver band dangled from the tip of her tail. "Ah well, I ain't gonna complain about finding some treasure."

    Milotic and Dragonair approached their teammate. The former raised an eyebrow as she got a better view of Serperior's discovery. "Err, that sure doesn't look like any looplet I've ever seen. There aren't any slots for emeras in it. That would make it totally worthless."

    Serperior hoisted her tail up. "Huh. You're right. I just saw a band and thought, 'looplet.' Maybe this is, like, an early looplet prototype or something? In which case, this is an important bit of history I just stumbled across."

    "Actually, there is a curious part of this band," Dragonair spoke up. "Look here in the center. There's some kind of golden wheel surrounding a gemstone."

    Serperior gave the band a closer look. There was a cross-shaped pattern running through the middle of the wheel. Each corner also held tiny gemstones. "Would you look at that?" Serperior whistled, eyes sparkling. "I've obviously scooped up something big!"

    Marshadow tensed up. "Golden wheel with a cross-shaped pattern?" He took a cautious step forward. "Mind if I take a look, luv? I think I may have heard about what you're describing."

    "Um, I don't think it has anything to do with this room," Milotic declared. "From the looks of it, it must've tumbled in here from the tunnels we passed through."

    "Come now. Just a quick glance and then I'll give it back."

    Serperior backed away toward the room's entrance. "No way. I'm invoking my self-proclaimed first law of dungeon exploration: 'finders, keepers, losers, weepers.'" She stuck her tongue out at Marshadow.

    "I thought your first law of dungeon exploration was 'don't get knocked out, dummy,'" Dragonair mused.

    "Eh heh heh, let's not bring that up," Serperior dismissed with a nervous laugh. "Anyhow, are we just about done here? Because we should probably be getting a move on."

    Unbeknownst to Team Captivate, the red wisps sitting atop Marshadow's eyes extended in length. "Yeah, I'd say that just about wraps things up here." He took a step back behind the shattered crystal and melted into the ground.

    "Great. Here, Dragonair. Why don't you hold onto this until we've exited the dungeon," Serperior suggested, handing her newly-discovered treasure over to her teammate.

    But before she could complete the handoff a massive black shadow overtook her, muffling the terrified screech that followed. "Serpy!" Milotic gasped. She opened her mouth and spewed scalding water. However, the shadows had retreated before her attack struck, leaving a dazed and scuffed-up Serperior to get blasted.

    "Gluuugh! H-Hey! Watch where you're aiming," Serperior moaned.

    Dragonair started scanning the ground, looking for any signs of what hit her teammate. "It has to be Marshadow," she concluded. "I don't see him anywh–"

    Another shadow completely enveloped Dragonair, who yowled in surprise. Milotic whirled around only to find herself staring at a pair of large, beady, yellow eyes in the midst of the shadow. Before she could even start to form an attack, the shadows retreated. Milotic lunged toward the ground by her friend, only to find her progress halted. She gasped in surprise.

    "What the–? What's pinning me down?" she wondered, turning toward her tail. Her eyes went wide when she saw that her tail had inexplicably gotten tangled up into a knot. And within it, she made out the ends of both of her teammates' tails. "How the heck did this happen?"

    A loud sigh echoed through the room. "And here I was hoping we could part on friendly terms, luv."

    Milotic turned toward the center of the room as best she could. There, Marshadow rose up from a puddle of ectoplasm. In one hand he clutched the band Serperior found. And in the other, he held Team Captivate's item pouch. Not only that, the wisps on the ends of his helmet-like head and palms had flared to life. They now glowed bright green.

    "Hey, what's the big idea attacking us while our backs were turned?" Milotic hissed. "You said you weren't here to collect any treasure."

    "Yeah, I lied," Marshadow said with a shrug. "Again, sorry to deceive you. You seem like a fine bunch of ladies. But, well, this band is precisely what I wanted to find down here. And I wasn't about to let you waltz off with it."

    "So, he's a no-good thief. I knew it! I knew we couldn't trust him," Serperior declared.

    "Save the I told you so routine for another time," Dragonair sighed. "Assuming we even get out of this messy business."

    "No-good? Because I lied to you? That's rather hypocritical of you, luv," Marshadow scoffed. "Seriously, Team Charm? That was the best pseudonym you could come up with under duress? You're the worst looking Medicham, Gardevoir, and Lopunny trio I've seen in my lifetime. And I've been around longer than I'd care to admit."

    Milotic bit her lip. "Th-There's an actual Team Charm?"

    Marshadow smirked. "Of course you wouldn't know about them. Unlike you lot, I'm rather well-travelled. Clients expect nothing less from the elite globe-trotting thief, Marshadow!" He thrust one arm to the side in a pose. "I'm the master of mischief... and the maker of misfortune for exploration teams from Aeon Town to Pokémon Square and beyond! I never fail to make off with my prize!"

    "Well, I think I've showed off long enough," he said, chuckling. "I can see you three are a bit tied up at the moment–"

    "You rotten little outlaw!" Serperior snarled and lunged for Marshadow. In the process, both Milotic and Dragonair lurched forward. Their faces struck the stone floor and their combined weight stopped Serperior well short of Marshadow. She fell to the ground in front of him. Her mouth opened and crackling blue bolts started to gather up in it.

    "Ah, ah, ah," Marshadow taunted, wagging a finger at her. "If you try that, I'll just duck into the shadows. Then your attack will hit an emera ore and, well, that could make things really messy for you lot."

    "Keep your temper in check, Serperior," Dragonair said, trying to get back up. She struggled without the balance provided by her tail.

    "Your friend's got the right idea, luv," Marshadow laughed. "Besides, you've got much more pressing matters you need to deal with." He rummaged through the team's pouch and tossed two apples and two oran berries onto the floor.

    "Hey, those are our items. Stop that!" Serperior hissed.

    "If you insist," Marshadow teased. He reached inside his collar and produced a small, square-shaped tile. "I'll give them back to you. They just won't be quite as good as you'd like them to be."

    Milotic's eyes widened. "That's a trap tile!" She glared at Marshadow. "So, that was you setting all those up in the Catacombs?"

    "Ah, what can I say? You got me there, luv," Marshadow chuckled. He threw the tile to the ground and stepped on it.

    Click!

    The four items Marshadow tossed to the ground started to tremble. Serperior tried shrinking back, only to get tripped up by her teammates. "You… you have a Pokémon trap?" she gasped.

    "Correction: I had a Pokémon trap. I'm afraid it's your problem now, luvs," Marshadow chuckled. He started walking toward the room's entrance. "But, since I'm a sporting gent, I'll at least do you girls a favor and activate this wonderful Monster House seal I've got on me. That way, you don't accidentally blow yourselves up. Consider it a parting gift!"

    Marshadow turned and touched the wall, revealing a hidden switch. A circular wall of bright, red light surrounded the room, leaving Marshadow standing on the outside. He smirked and blew a kiss toward Team Captivate. "Well now, I must be on my way. It was lovely meeting you three. Take care. Aha ha ha!"

    He retreated into the shadows. "Grr… why that little creep," Serperior seethed. "How dare he do that to us!"

    "Save the anger, Serpy. We've got bigger problems on our hands here," Milotic declared, poking her head out to look at the trembling items. White light overtook all of them, and the items immediately started expanding in size, forming up into four mineral-filled Pokémon.

    Dragonair frowned. "Archeops, Klefki, Carbink, and Probopass. Talk about a rocky match-up."

    Serperior glared at her teammate. "And you were harassing me for not acting appropriately? That's about as bad as one of Haunter's jokes," she growled.

    The four wild Pokémon immediately became aware of their surroundings. Their eyes fell onto Team Captivate. "Both of you be quiet and listen to me," Milotic hissed in a whisper. "We've got no way out of this situation so we have to make the most of it. Klefki and Archeops could be big problems, so leave them to me. Serperior, you take Carbink. Draw it toward you with Leech Seed. Dragonair, you're gonna have to keep Probopass busy somehow. Waterfall isn't an option, so get creative."

    "But how are we gonna move, chief?" Serperior asked.

    "We won't. Stand your ground. Spread out so we don't get in each other's ways," Milotic said. "If you lose one of your targets or an attack is veering toward your teammates, then say something. Got it?"

    She opened her mouth and sent boiling-hot water gushing toward Archeops. He hovered higher to avoid the attack, screeching angrily. At the same time, Serperior spat a large green seed between Carbink and Klefki. This forced Kelfki closer to Milotic, while Carbink barely skirted the attack. It ended up opposite Serperior.

    Dragonair likewise unleashed a stream of blue-purple dragonfire on Probopass. It was not nearly as quick as its fellow wild Pokémon, and the dragonfire washed over it. This gave Dragonair an opening to whip up a sudden twister. It proved just strong enough to grab the levitating Probopass and hurl it in away from the other wild Pokémon.

    "Nice work, Airy!" Milotic shouted, inching forward to put more space between her and her teammates. As she did, Klefki floated forward, releasing waves of static electricity in Milotic's direction. Milotic extended her head, letting the electricity strike her. It crackled around her body, making her muscles twitch erratically.

    "Millie, are you nuts?" Serperior gasped, ducking a set of fossilized rocks hurled at her by Carbink. "We need you at your fighting best!"

    "I know. That's why I'm triggering Marvel Scale now," Milotic said. "I've got far more defense this way. Plus, I can use Recover to make up for items getting stolen." She pivoted, flinching from the paralysis, but managed to send a short burst of ice up toward Archeops. He easily dove under the attack and darted toward her with a sudden burst of speed. Klefki floated behind Archeops and, gathering bright-pink energy in its ring.

    Milotic allowed Archeops to barrel into her and unleash a flurry of acrobatic strikes with its beak and talons. She grimaced from the pain and momentarily seized up while Archeops backed away from her. But he was still in close range when Milotic regained her movement. She released a torrent of scalding water that swallowed Archeops up, blowing him back. Archeops smacked into Klefki, who lost concentration and dropped the fairy energy it was gathering onto Archeops' back.

    Archeops crashed to the ground, flopping about like a beached Magikarp. Klefki floated about in circles, trying to reorient itself. Milotic smiled when she noticed small flames had gathered on Archeops' pelt. "Yes! Looks like Tapu Fini's given us a bit of good fortune," she cheered.

    "Duck, Millie!" Serperior yelped. Her teammate complied and a quartet of brightly-glowing gemstones raced over her. Klefki shrieked and floated upward to dodge Carbink's attack. "Sorry about that. Didn't think this little devil was packing Power Gem."

    "Is everythiiiiiiing okay?" Milotic asked, the paralysis cutting in while she spoke.

    "I've got Carbink seeded s– whoa!" Serperior cut herself off, spitting a blue beam of raw dragon energy forward to blow apart fossilized rocks summoned by Carbink. The attack continued forward and harmlessly brushed across Carbink. The seeds covering its body flashed brightly, draining energy out from it and back to Serperior. She capitalized on the moment, sending leafy-green energy tendrils forward. They wrapped themselves around Carbink and siphoned even more of its energy, restoring Serperior's health.

    However, a sudden burst of electricity struck her back, cutting off the soothing sensation. She fell to her stomach, the wind knocked out of her. Milotic likewise lurched painfully to her right, shrieking.

    "Sorry, ladies. I had no idea this guy could use Discharge," Dragonair squeaked. Milotic struggled to right herself. Archeops and Klefki quickly pounced, both charging her at once. Dragonair glanced her teammate's distress. She ignored Probopass as it gathered glowing gemstones of its own and spewed flame breath over Milotic's back. The quicker Klefki floated right into the attack and drifted backward with a yelp.

    Archeops crashed into his teammate and they fell to the ground in a tangle of limbs and metal. Archeops squawk painfully as his burn took effect, giving Milotic the necessary time to right herself. Soft light encased her body, gradually restoring her stamina. The sight gave Dragonair a brief moment of relief before Probopass' glowing gems peppered her backside.

    The attack struck with enough force to knock her back. Unfortunately, this upended both her teammates in the process. Carbink seized on the opening, gathering a ball of vibrant, pink light over its head. It locked eyes with Dragonair and hurled the fairy energy forward. Serperior shot upward, taking the blow for her teammate.

    However, because she went airborne, the force of the blow sent her reeling. And this led her teammates to get dragged across the floor with her. They ended up on the opposite side of the room, right next to Klefki and Archeops. The former released a pink, lip-shaped burst of energy that struck Dragonair, draining her life force as she cried in pain.

    This gave Milotic a second wind to fight through her paralysis and down Kelfki with a quick blast of boiling water. "Fan out again, girls," she ordered, awkwardly hopping forward and shooting ice crystals at Archeops. He easily dodged the attack and then doused Milotic in dragonfire. Milotic hissed from both the pain and the paralysis taking hold again.

    Serperior noticed her teammate's distress, but was too busy blowing apart a line of fossilized rocks with a blue energy beam. She paused to catch her breath as more stamina returned from the seeds on Carbink. It also tripped up Carbink enough for Serperior to unleash more grassy tendrils. Carbink managed to roll past the first two, but the other three nailed it. The floating gemstone cried in pain before its consciousness faded.

    "Carbink's down," Serperior declared. She turned to her right and immediately fired a small green seed at Klefki. It skirted the attack, but Serperior managed to draw Klefki away from Milotic. This let Milotic focus squarely on Archeops. She took in a deep breath, only to seize up from the electricity.

    Archeops divebombed her. Milotic again faced the flurry of wing strikes and talon scratches from Archeops, but they didn't feel nearly as painful as they did earlier. She easily held her ground and drenched Archeops in boiling-hot water. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times before going still.

    "How you holding up, Airy?" Milotic asked.

    "Not good!" Dragonair hollered, sweeping dragonfire in front of her to try and destroy all the gem fragments heading toward her. A crackling-blue bolt cut through the bits of the attack Dragonair couldn't destroy.

    "Hey, back off, you big lug," Serperior barked. "You're outnumbered now. Give up or you're gonna end up like your friends over there." She jerked her head behind her, indicating she had knocked Klefki out.

    Probopass merely raised its floating limbs in response. Electricity started gathering around it. Before it could discharge the lightning, however, a stream of Scald raced across its side and blasted it back across the room. Probopass managed to get back into the air, however, and released the Discharge.

    "Duck and cover," Serperior hollered. Unfortunately, the trio of Team Captivate found themselves lunging in different directions to try and dodge the attack. Their knotted tails created a stalemate that shot them into one another. Electricity then wracked their bodies, hurting Milotic in particular.

    "Agh," she gasped. "K… keep him busy, girls. I… I've got to heal up." Her paralysis took hold once again, hindering her movements. Serperior coughed up another seed at Probopass and Dragonair whipped up a small twister to limit its ability to dodge. The seed struck Probopass' giant nose and covered its body in tiny vines. It flinched as the vines sucked out its energy and gave it to Serperior.

    Milotic managed to push herself up. Soft, glowing light surrounded her body once again, restoring her vitality. "Alright, let me at that suck–" she started to say, only to look over her shoulder and realize Probopass was already knocked out and the red barrier had dissolved back into the ground.

    "Sorry, you're gonna have to take a rain check on that one, chief," Serperior chuckled. "I don't know how we did it, but we managed to get out of that jam."

    "Hardly a consolation," Dragonair sighed. "We're still tied together and who knows how far Marshadow's managed to get. With our movements hindered like this, it could take us a whole day to get back to where we entered from."

    Serperior frowned. "So that slime ball is gonna get away with this? Unbelievable!" She turned to Milotic. "C'mon, Millie. Isn't there anything your super-strategizing brain can think of for this situation?"

    Milotic's brow furrowed and she looked around the room. Her eyes fell upon one of the emera ores jutting out from the wall. "Well, there is one thing that comes to mind. But you're not gonna like it."

    "What could possibly be worse than getting tied to your teammates?" Serperior scoffed.

    "I have a way out. But it's not forward. It's up." Milotic jerked her head toward the emeras.

    "Wait, you're not suggesting we destroy them, right?" Serperior asked.

    "No. We're going to climb them," Milotic declared.

    Her teammates eyes widened. "Have you gone completely mental?" Serperior gasped. "There's no way we can manage that. And it's a pretty steep climb. If we fall… it's SPLAT! And that's game over."

    "It's the fastest way out," Milotic insisted. "You can use Vine Whip to grab hold of the emera ores and keep us from falling. Dragonair can use Waterfall to help us ascend and I can support with a Hydro Pump or two if necessary."

    Milotic's teammates exchanged nervous looks. "Hey, it's that or we hop our way through the Catacombs and pray we don't come upon any wild Pokémon," she pointed out.

    Serperior extended a green vine from the leaves encasing her torso and tensed it. "This is just turning into one of those miserable days where I wished I hadn't gotten out of bed," she grumbled. "Fine, let's do it. But what happens when we reach the top? There's a big ceiling there."

    Milotic's gaze sharpened. "We're gonna have to blow the roof off this joint. Literally."
     
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