I snapped awake. Wait... What?

Oh yeah. I'd fallen asleep last night.

In my half awake daze, I noticed two things. One- I had to go to the bathroom. Two- My pokemon were lying all over me.

I weighed my chances of getting up to go to the bathroom without disturbing any of the pokemon that lay around, and amazingly ON, me. The first issue, and by far he most prominent one, was that Blaze had found a way to wrap his arms around my midsection. Though, I have to admit that he WAS keeping me nicely warm. As for the Eeveelutons, Flare was curled in the crook of my knee, Umbra was curled AROUND my head with her chin propped on her paws by my forehead, and Iva was sprawled out in my arms, her paws extended outwards in a never-ending stretch. In this mess of pokemon and human, somehow Dusk had found a way to drape herself over my knees, and was now tossing and turning in what was no doubt a replay of today's match. That left my chanses of escaping this pile little to none.

I sighed. I guess I'd better just fall back asleep... I admitted defeat easily. And, curling up a little more, that's what I did.

The room was silent as the figure moved forward. She faded through the door, pausing as she passed a Lucario who slept lightly, arms crossed, a thin quilt wrapped around his back. He was a gentle looking Pokemon, and was soundly asleep in his position at guard by the door.

The person glided across the room quietly, not making a sound. She glanced at where the dim TV light shone on a few figures asleep on the couch in the sitting area. One, a black haired girl with angled features and a red jacket, lay with her head on the lap of a brown haired boy who was slightly older than her. He was reclining back with his arms on the couch back. A third person lay sprawled out on the floor, snoring lightly.

She turned her attention to the person asleep on the queen sized bed. The girl was surrounded by Pokemon of all types. Her eyes fluttered open when the figure passed, but shortly, the girl decided to let her eyelids slide closed again.

"Maris..." the figure said calmly. "Come to the tournament arena as soon as possible... Danger looms..." the figure felt its connection failing and allowed herself to fade away. "I will wait for you..."

I woke with a start. Glancing at the LED alarm clock I found out it had been less than two minutes since I last woke up.

I glanced around the room again, trying to not bug the pokemon around me. Iva's eyes fluttered open slightly, but then quietly slid shut. I sighed gently, reassuring myself that I had NOT just seen some faded ghost thing a few seconds ago.

"Maris..."

I gasped at the ghostly voice calling my name.

"Come to the Tournament arena as soon as possible..."

"Why?" I managed to gasp out.

"I will wait for you..."

I froze and waited, but the voice didn't reappear. I glanced around and then shook Iva a bit. "Iva... Iva... wake up."

Iva woke quietly and craned her neck around to look at me, a questioning look in her eyes.

"Help me wake up the rest please." I whispered. Iva nodded and stood. She stretched with a yawn and glanced at the clock. When she saw the time; somewhere around 1:30 AM, she glared my way, but then shook her head and walked up to Umbra, nudging the Umbreon with her nose. Umbra groaned then peeled his eyes open, shooting Iva killer glare that bordered on a Night Shade.

"Oh, give it up..." I muttered at the stubborn dark pokemon. Umbra hauled himself up and stalked to the other pillow where he curled up again, but luckily, he didn't fall back asleep.

I sighed at Umbra's stubborn side, but I let it drop and returned to peeling away Blaze's iron grip. How, exactly, had Blaze gotten so strong? Years of using Close Combat in the strangest and most creative ways. Yep. I knew I'd somehow regret that someday. By the time I'd removed Blaze's two arms and turned to wake him, Iva had woke Dusk and Flare, and they had gone to sit by Umbra. Blaze remained stubborn and it took somewhere around three minutes to wake him.

l turned to glance at the door where Cario sat. He had this habit of 'sitting guard' during the night. He'd watch whatever entrance to the room we had, and he wouldn't take no for an answer. Once, I'd tried to sleep without him knowing, trying to keep him in his pokeball. He'd snuck out and sat by the door, not moving all the next day, and not letting me out either. Ever since then, when I was bored out of my mind for a whole day, I'd always let him sleep by the door. I was even given a quilt for him for when it got cold. Sei and Jenshi had given it to me on the anniversary of when Cario and I had met the Trio of Rangers. It was a dark blue blanket with a purple etching in it. The embroidery was in the shape of Cario's favorite symbol; a small crystal with some sort of added decoration around it in the shape of flames. I'd long since made it my symbol, as Cario is so close to me. We'd been together ever since the furthest reaches of my memory, as had Dusk. Us three'd been together throughout my childhood. Cario had been my first ever pokemon. I've known him since he was a Riolu fresh out of a poke-egg. I'd found his egg out in the cold one winter around christmas time, and hauled it into the house. I hid it with Dusk's help until he hatched. Those were fun days. I'd tried to hide the poor Riolu for nearly a year before my mom found us one day. I still remember how she'd just smiled and handed me a pokeball. She'd said, "Use this on your birthday. I know he'll like it." And indeed, on my tenth birthday, when I started my journey, Cario had instantly leapt into his new luxury ball, and he, along with Dusk- Whom I'd received as a present from my mother, became my first two pokemon.

I smiled at the memories. "Cario..." I called gently. Cario's head snapped up instantly, his eyes automatically focusing on me. "Come on over." He stood, but only after glancing around cautiously and pulling the quilt off his shoulders did he walk my way.

Once all my pokemon were gathered around, I told them what I had heard. All at once they displayed expressions of disbelief and wonderment. Dusk nodded, as if expecting a challenge. At her approval, I had my team return so we could easier sneak out. Then, standing, I made sure that the Trio were sleeping. After making absolute certain that they were sound asleep, I walked out of the door, shutting it with a silent 'clack'

"hm... I'll admit, getting in was pretty hard." I muttered to myself.

I sighed, but walked forward into the arena, Dusk at my side, hanging on my shoulder. I made my way cautiously to the center of the arena. Nothing was here, I knew it. Groaning, I turned to leave.

"You came... I am grateful to you for that..."

I spun around. "Who?" I gasped out loud at the sight in front of me.

The shadows in the middle of the arena swirled and glowed,illuminating the figure in front of me. She had pale skin and red eyes. Her long, flowing, shadow-like dress instantly reminded me of a... Giratina.

Great. Some creepy cosplayer.

"Who are you?" I asked the cosplayer.

"To warn you." The cosplayer said.

"About?" I didn't feel like going through this fan's game. "It's one thirty in the morning. What do you want?"

"Maris. You are in danger." the cosplayer said.

"What?" I wondered out loud. This was stupid. "You know, I don't care. This is useless. I'm leaving." I turned to leave the arena... Only to find there wasn't one anymore.

A/N: Hey there~ first author note~ yay~

Sorry for not putting the note there last chapter... I forgot to write it and I'm too lazy to go fix it. Lol

So, please review? The story is gonna pic up shortly, I promise~ thanks for reading~