The sun shone down on the city as May arrived at the steps of the Hearthome Contest Hall to see a large group of people running about.

I wonder what everyone's up to.

A particular person caught her eye. Running towards the contest hall and up the steps was a green haired boy with a dark purple jacket and black jeans on. May stopped in her tracks.

Could it be?

She started running towards him, her heart beating wildly.

"Drew!" She called as she started up the steps. The green haired boy turned around, and a huge grin appeared on his face. May continued towards him, but on the very last step she tripped and fell. The marble platform of the Contest Hall rushed up to meet her, and she landed hard.

She looked up at Drew to see him laughing, but it wasn't a friendly laugh. There was a certain sense of malevolence in his laugh, and confusion spread across May's face. Drew stared at her for a few more seconds before laughing again, and then turning away.

The Contest doors opened, but instead of there being a lobby, there was only darkness. May watched as Drew started to walk inside.

"Drew, wait! Please Drew!" May called as she attempted to stand. She tried with all her might, but she couldn't get up. It was almost as if she were glued to the ground.

Drew stopped right before he went through the doors, and over his shoulder he said, "Why'd you come all the way to Sinnoh, May? To see me? Ha. I stopped caring or thinking about you a long time ago." After he said these words, he entered the Contest Hall, and the doors slammed shut behind him…

May's eyes flew open and she found herself staring at the motel room's ceiling. She sighed as she realized that it was only a dream. She threw the blankets off of herself and stood up to get a glass of water. Her throat felt dry and scratchy, so she headed towards the bathroom. After drinking several glasses of water, she went back to her bed. She couldn't sleep however, for the content of her dream had struck fear in her heart.

What if Drew had forgotten her? What if he did not care that the major reason for May traveling to Sinnoh was to see him? What if all the fame from being a top coordinator had changed him?

May had too many questions, and she knew that she would not be receiving their answers until she met Drew again. She hoped that it would be sooner than the contest, but the possibility of running into him was very unlikely.

Wherever he went there would be a large crowd of people, which was both helpful and disobliging. It would be helpful because the horde of people would make him quite easy to find. It would be unhelpful because it would discourage Drew from leaving the hotel he was staying at. He probably wouldn't leave the hotel until it was time for the contest.

May sighed as she lay there, just staring at the ceiling. She couldn't fall asleep with all the questions stuck in her head. They circled around and around, like the wheel of a car. Sometimes it came to a stop, and she focused on one question at a time, but it was mostly turning, each question being related and then leading to the next.

Eventually, she drifted off to a light sleep, with one question on her mind.

Will he care that I'm here?

Drew casually strolled towards the Hearthome Contest Hall, enjoying the quiet solitude of the early morning. Some practice for the upcoming contest was in order he thought, and what better place to practice than the hall itself?

He stepped inside the large building, looking around at what he expected to be an empty lobby. Instead, there was one person.

He was about to greet whoever it was when his voice caught in his throat. It was a girl, around his age, with long brown hair.

Could it be…?

The girl had her back to him, so that her face was a mystery to him. Either way, the gut feeling he had was telling him exactly who it was. He raced forward, embracing the girl from behind.

"May! It's…I mean I…you're….you're here! I can't…believe…it?"

The girl turned around, a startled expression on her face. Drew stepped back quickly as realization struck him. His gut feeling had been wrong, and the girl standing in front of him was definitely not May Maple.

"Ah. I'm so sorry." He said, flustered. The girl turned around and ran from the lobby.

Drew ran after her, feeling that an explanation for his actions were necessary. As he burst through the lobby doors, the sun appeared over the trees and shone right into his face.

"Ah!" He yelled as he covered his eyes from the blinding light. As the initial burst of brightness wore down, he looked around at the people walking past the contest hall. Instead of seeing everyday faces of everyday pedestrians, every person he saw looked like May.

He looked up and down the street in fear, trying to understand what was happening. Everywhere he looked, she was there. Everyone had her long brown hair, her crystal clear blue eyes, and the same outfit he had seen her wearing on the news earlier.

He worked hard to calm himself down, before walking down the steps and up to one of the "Mays."

"Excuse me, but are you May Maple?" He asked her.

She looked at him in confusion.

"Whose that?" Her voice was high pitched and annoying.

"Never mind." Drew continued asking the people, but he got the same response every time. Over time, he gave up and sat down on the very bottom step of the contest hall entrance.

He watched as hundreds of people who looked exactly like May walked by. He buried his head in his hands, confused about what was happening.

Some time later, he heard soft footsteps come up and stop in front of him. He looked up into the face of yet another May.

"Drew?" Her voice was similar to May's, and it could be her. After all, it was seven years later. His face lightened, and he stood up.

"May?"

A soft smile came over her face, her head nodding slightly. They stared at each other, neither of them able to speak. Suddenly, the sky went back, and the wind started blowing. The clouds covered the sun, and the bright morning was suddenly turned into a cloudy nightmare.

Drew looked around at all of the other Mays, to see them disappearing. It was almost as if they were holograms, but, they had been real. Each of them disintegrated, and disappeared with the wind.

Drew looked at the May in front of him, and his eyes widened. She was disappearing as well. More slowly than the others, yet still disappearing.

"No…" Drew whispered as she disappeared.

Soon, he was alone; the sky still black, and the street empty.

It was almost as if May had never even been there…

Drew's eyes flitted open as the first rays of sun shone in through the hotel room's window. His eyes came to rest on the painting of Giratina, and it sent chills up and down his spine. Had Giratina made his pleasant dream into a nightmare?

More than just that question was in his mind, however. The dream made him doubt what he had seen on the news, and he wondered if May was even in Sinnoh at all. The only time he had seen her was on a television screen while she was competing. The girl on the news had looked like her, but maybe that's all she had been; a look-alike.

A little agitated, he stood up from his bed and headed towards the bathroom, feeling like Giratina was watching him all the while.

Once he entered the bathroom, his watcher changed to the three lake pokémon, which seemed a large improvement. Their friendly features brightened Drew's mood a little. He splashed water onto his face and looked at himself in the mirror. A green haired, emerald eyed, fifteen year old boy stared back. He sighed, thinking about how much he had changed since when he was a kid. Physically and personality wise.

He thought about how much May had probably changed as well. Sighing, he walked out of the bathroom to get dressed before he went out to train for the upcoming contest. There wouldn't be much competition, but practice never hurt.

He changed into a purple turtleneck shirt and a pair of black jeans. Before he left the hotel room he grabbed a black jacket.

As he walked through Hearthome's streets he thought about how crisp and clear his dream had been. Early morning Hearthome had matched perfectly with that of his dream.

He smiled to himself, knowing that it had just been a dream, but in the back of his mind there was some sort of nagging feeling that he couldn't get rid of. Not only could he not get rid of it, but he couldn't understand it either.

As he arrived at the Hearthome Park, he saw a young couple strolling along the pathway. They looked happy and peaceful, and he smiled at them. When he passed, they both smiled at him before continuing their conversation.

"I swear I saw outside of the airport. Maybe she'll be competing in the upcoming contest. That'd be just great…"

Their conversation faded as they got further away. Drew's heart was beating a little faster. The airport was where he had seen the person who he thought was May. May was also a coordinator, so it was possible that she would be competing in the next week's contest.

With more faith than before, he called out his Roserade and his Lumineon, which he had caught as a Finneon and raised.

Since May was possibly going to compete in the contest, he had to make sure his appeals were perfect.

The nagging feeling was pretty much gone, and instead of focusing on his dream and all his worries, he focused on what it would be like to meet May again.

"Okay guys. I got a little inspiration from a dream this morning. Roserade, use magical leaf. Lumineon, use silver wind. "

Rainbow colored leaves spiraled into the sky and were soon consumed by the silver wind, which caused the leaves to dance around in between all of the silver colored sparkles.

The scene resembled that of Drew's dream. The way the wind was blowing and the way all of the Mays had disintegrated into the air.

"Now Lumineon, use rain dance." Lumineon began to glow as a small area of sky began to drop rain. The leaves and the sparkles were caught in the rain drops, and they fell to the ground.

As each one touched the earth, it disappeared in a small flurry of sparkles and splashes.

Drew smiled to himself at the success of the appeal.

"Really good guys. Thanks."

He was happy with it, but he felt the timing could be better.

"Now let's go through it one more time…"

A/N: Thanks for reading guys! Hope you liked the chapter and anyone have any advice on how to make the appeal better? I was actually really happy with what I thought of but…was it good?