After they had finished their quick dinner, Madi walked back out to the balcony from earlier. In her hand she gripped a small glass bottle filled with golden brown sand. It was a memento give to her by an old friend. It probably the most valuable thing that she owned, not that she owned much. She twirled the bottle in her hand, stirring up the sand. After staring at the cherished item, she moved her gaze to the sea, beautiful in the winter moonlight. The sky was growing dark with different shades of purple and blue, they merged together like an oil painting.

Above her, several ducklett flew south wards, preparing for the harsh winter ahead. She yearned to fly with them, she wanted to escape, escape from it all.

Finally, the sun had set, leaving her with only the moonlight and her bottle of sand. She could see her breath in the air and she shivered, trying to slip further into her red coat. Madi put the bottle back around her neck with the brown string she had tied to it, and she sat on the edge, thinking deeply.

Not too far off in the distance, Madi spotted a girl around her age, floating in the air. She twirled, jumped, and spun, almost like in a ballet. Madi squinted her eyes, trying to focus more on the strange being. Madi saw the girl had short, blonde hair, and a small section was a light purple towards the front. A strange glowing ring, shaped like a crescent, was on her backside, giving off a beautiful purple light.

The floating girl continued to spin in the sky. And realization suddenly dawned on Madi. She knew who this was. And this girl was trouble.

Ignoring all orders and rules set by the rebellion, Madi unfurled her wings quickly and dove off the platform. Wind whipped past Madi's face, she kept her wings tucked in, making a steep dive towards the unforgiving sea. Her whole body felt hot as she was filled with burning determination. And just before she hit the waters, she unfurled her wings, and she rose up with a whoosh. Beneath her, the water was hit by wind caused from the wings and rose up several feet like a wall before falling back down.

Madi rose herself into the air, beating her powerful wings. Madi was almost to the girl… she counted down in her head; 1… And she stopped. Stopped only feet away from the girl. The strange girl continued to dance for a few more seconds, and Madi impatiently waited. Slowly, the girl came to a halt and slowly turned to Madi. Her eyes were glowing a bright crimson red; she was possessed. The girl smirked before finally speaking;

"Hello Madi… Haven't seen you in a while, we've been searching for you…" as the girl spoke her words, a small light appeared behind her like a door, and the legendary Pokémon cresselia floated out. It had an odd look to it as it floated next to the girl, its eyes were the same shade red, and cresselia was possessed as well. The two had a striking resemblance to each other. The reason was simple; the girl was a cresselia gijinka.

"Carma…" Was all Madi could say. The girl's name was Carma. "You've got to leave…"

"Why do you say that, dear friend Madi?" Carma cocked her head, spotting the small bottle of sand. "You still have that old piece of junk?" Carma floated over to the motionless Madi, snatching the bottle from her neck. She twirled the bottle in her hand the same as Madi had done, examining it, as if she was trying to understand the purpose of it. "You really have no need for it; it is only a waste of space, waste of valuable resources." Carma looked to Madi, and she dropped the bottle down to the raging sea.

"No!" Madi screamed and she dove down to retrieve the falling bottle.

Carma extended her hand, and a small purple light enveloped Madi. She could not move, she could not breathe, and all she could do was watch in horror as the bottle hit the water with a tiny sploosh. Madi was yanked back up, face to face with Carma. Carma's emotionless red eyes stared into Madi's wild brown ones.

"Carma... why?" Madi stared at Carma, small tears bristling. But, as usual, Carma was emotionless. Although, behind those fierce red eyes, Madi could see the old purple ones that Carma once had. The ones she had on the days before she was brainwashed. They used to be so happy, so energetic, joking, and full of life... Now, they were dull, empty, boring, cynical, and mostly psychotic.

Carma sneered before saying "Because there is no other way. Team Rocket is the supreme one. There is no limit to what they can do." Carma gestured to Madi's wings. "They are creating a new race of both humans and Pokémon." Carma snapped and a clipboard appeared in her hand. She began to write things down. "Dear Madi, my friend, it really is a shame what they sent me out here to do. You could have been a great help in our cause." Carma frowned and snapped, the clipboard disappearing from her hand. Carma began to back up toward the door of light in which Cresselia had first come through.

Cresselia began to slowly float up to Madi as its right arm began to glow a deep purple. A skinny but long scythe slowly formed from the bottom of its wrist making a whoosh noise. Cresselia was now inches away from Madi as it hovered there emotionless, its eyes too, were glowing a crimson red. Red like blood, blood that was about to be spilled.

Madi's face filled with terror when she knew what was about to happen. And it happened oh so quickly.

Cresselia raised its scythe arm in the air, although Cresselia was emotionless it appeared to be smiling. And in one quick motion, plunged the scythe through the air and across Madi's stomach. Madi's screams filled the air of the cold winter night. Screams of pain. Screams of anguish. Screams of defeat. Screams of betrayal.