Booker returned to normal (or as normal as someone with his Vigor-modified physique could be) just as Palkia let out a roar of victory. His body and mind still trying to comprehend what had just happened, he barely heard Elizabeth whisper, "It's not over yet." With a final push, she shoved the attack back at the dragons. It exploded with an almost obscenely loud BANG, creating a large crater where the raised pedestal bearing an image of a mountain had once been, but the monsters appeared unscathed, howling their fury at the girl who dared to defy them. He limped to his daughter's side as she panted for breath. "Booker, are you all right?" she asked wearily.

"I been better. Any chance you could open up a tear and..."

"They'd just pull us right back."

"Yeah. Shoulda seen that comin'. What the hell's the matter with 'em anyway?"

"They've always been jealous of each other, but now that a mere human can do what they can, they've managed to find something they can agree on."

"Which is ripping you into a million million pieces, one for every star in the sky."

Elizabeth sighed. "That's about the gist of it."

Booker straightened with a wince. "Well then, Miss Elizabeth. It's been a pleasure to know you." He offered his arm in mock-gallantry. "The pleasure's all mine, Mr DeWitt." she said as she linked her arm with his. Just then, a shrill cry echoed over the mountaintop. "What is it now?" Booker grumbled. A small pink shape shot into view, soaring high into the sky before coming to a halt in the air before him. It was barely a foot high, with two long grey tails and wide solemn eyes which were currently fixated on Booker's face. He had a sudden desire to poke it on the nose, but some part of his brain warned him that might not be wise. It repeated the sound he'd heard just a moment before, then floated away to wait in front of Dialga and Palkia, both of whom seemed to recognize it.

Booker heard Elizabeth giggle, and turned to see another fairy-like creature, blue instead of pink, sitting atop her head with its own two tails hanging over Elizabeth's eyes. She giggled again and brushed one of them aside, trying to get a glimpse of the creature, but it flew away to join the pink one and a third, which had just arrived on the scene with its eyes resolutely closed.

The trio seemed to be exerting some sort of power over the giants before them; although they remained motionless, the air grew even more tense and one of the behemoths appeared to have grown tired. The other one, the quadruped, continued to bellow at the new arrivals. Cynthia shouted from the entrance: "Uxie, Mesprit and Azelf... It's said they gave birth to the human spirit. But it doesn't look like they're strong enough to calm both Dialga and Palkia at the same time!"

"So what do we do, throw one of your balls at the big one? If it's good enough for one dragon, might be good enough for another!" Booker yelled back. (Cynthia had shown them her favorite Pokemon, which she had referred to as a Garchomp, while moving boulders in the mountain.)

"I don't think a ball that size would be enough to hold it!" Elizabeth shouted. "It might do more harm than good!"

"Then what are we..." Booker stopped suddenly. "What's wrong with the shadows?"

Elizabeth followed his outstretched finger with her eyes, and saw the shadows on the stone floor dancing ominously. They stretched forward to join the others, and before the onlookers knew what was going on, they'd formed a huge dark pool at Elizabeth's feet. As she tried to back away, a pair of huge, piercing red eyes appeared in the depths. "Who...are yououououououououououououou..." Her voice hitched horribly and she began to fade from view. "Oh no. Not this time." Booker growled. He lunged at his daughter, passed right through her and disappeared into the darkness.

Some time later, Cynthia watched in awe as Dialga and Palkia returned to their own dimensions as quickly as they'd come. The trio, which legends said resided deep inside each of the famous lakes of the Sinnoh region, departed as well; though the yellow Uxie paused for a moment above her. She remained troubled by the events of that day for many years to come, until a mysterious letter arrived, signed only with the letter L...