Chapter 2

Grey stared quietly at the picture of Reshiram and Cobalion's wedding, thinking about Lilac and the sudden mysterious death of Reshiram. His mind was blank, but aware that someone was working against him.

Blood skipped in sadly and slowly, his aqua eyes looking at Grey's silvery-grey eyes. 'You OK, Grey?'

Grey nodded slowly, his head drooping like it had on a few decades ago, near Black's death. 'Yeah, Grave, it's just that I can't concentrate on Reshiram's death,' Blood straightened his glasses and sighed. 'OK, Boss.'

Grey glared in total annoyance at the Level B Pokehuman detective. 'Who said I was your boss, Grave?!'

Blood stared at the floor sadly, wondering what was on with Grey today. 'Fine, Dragoni.'

Grey walked slowly up to Grave and choked his throat tightly. 'And don't call me my last name either, Blood!'

The seventeen-human-year old progenitor released the badly trained detective and sat down, wondering how did exactly Reshiram died. 'Blood, do you fly?'

Probably a poison of some sort.

'Yeah, Grey, why?'

Grey released his Giratina wings and walked slowly up to Blood, inspecting a shallow rift in the detective's skin. 'How did you get that battle scar, Grave? I have a feeling this is a clue.'

Blood massaged gently his scar and gazed at Grey, his blue blood slowly beginning to rise out of the rift. 'I got it from your partner in a "lovely" battle, Dragoni. Didn't you kill your wife and throw her corpse in the canyon near Kanto?'

Grey had no idea what he was talking about. 'Blood Grave, Lilac is alive and well! Don't you ever see her, mysteriously rising from behind the Unova League?'

Blood stared quietly at Grey, his blood suddenly rising and wrapping tightly around Grey. 'Then who did? She's dead, deceased, dead as a Dragonite.'

Suddenly the door flew open quickly, a purple-haired female teenager stepping into the room.

Blood gazed at her. 'Who the heck is she?'

Grey stood against the carpeted floors not able to move because of Blood's tight blue blood. 'Lilac? Is that really you, or one of my Pokehuman servants pretending to be Lilac? I'm guessing it's door number two.'

Lilac ran to Grey, untying the knots that the controlled blood was once around him. 'You okay, Kyurem? Or having trouble with your ancestors?'

Grey laughed for the first time ever in a hundred years. 'Lilac, I thought you died from N trapping you in his dungeon.'

Her white and purple hair got in her blue-green stinging eyes, eventually smiling rudely but happily. Lilac pointed to Blood. 'Who the heck is that stupid guy who's messing around with your powers?'

Grey stared at Blood. 'He's meant to be strong, but I think he's just a harmless Pokehuman who can't even tie up a seven-thousand-year old progenitor.'

Lilac giggled. 'So I hear you need my Necromatic powers to revive Reshiram? Well, you need to win my heart once again.'

Grey stepped back. 'I thought we had a deal. To never, never ever fall in love again.'

Lilac started to walk towards the door. 'Fine. Have your Reshiram delivered to deathland, Grey.'

Grey tapped her snow-white shoulder, Lilac turning around. 'Lilac, I'll do it.'

She clapped and Grey glared sarcastically at her.

Lilac stopped clapping and stared at the detective behind Grey. 'Dragoni, what are we going to do about Blood?'

Grey smiled evilly at Grave. 'Let's leave him.'

The muffled voice of Blood Grave came from under the see-through tape on his scarlet lips.

The two seventeen-year olds walked out of the room, Grey not talking while Lilac not shutting up about their old days together.

Blood just stood in the corner, his mind planning an evil plan.

To kill Grey using Level C Black.

Chapter End