They had just been attacked.
Why would someone be in the Sea of Time?
How would sombody be in the Sea of Time?
And why would they attack them?
Why?
They had only come from the future of darkness, a grim, corrupt place of despair and fear, with only intetions to prevent it from ever ravaging the world.
And then they were attacked.
Apparently by a pokemon who wanted to keep the future of darkness intact.
Why would somebody want to live in perpetual fear?
Why?
Sure there was Zerdak, who was in fear of his and many other lives that would be completly wiped out if the future was changed.
But this creature's aura wasn't fearful. It was malicious. The sillhouette was jerked out of his thoughts as thunder roared on and his friend struggled to keep afloat.
"C'mon, hold on a little longer!" One of the silhouettes screamed.
"I-I can't!" The other figure fearfully yelped.
The first one grappled onto the shards of the raft.
"Please! Just a little longer 'till we hit shore!" They shouted.
"I'm sorry, Ashid!" The drowning figure cried out.
A bolt of white lightning came crashing down on the raft, separating the two friends as they screamed.
The storm had cleared. it was bright and sunny, but not for Ashid, the first silhouette.
But he pulled through, rationalizing that his best friend would make it out somehow.
Because he had too, he had too.
For the fate of the world he had too.