In the last adventure, Grovyle had been taken to an unknown area of the world by servants of a mysterious thug. The fiend turned out to be Darkrai, an old enemy of Team Space-Time's. After an intense struggle between the two, the "Dark Blessing" assimilated into Grovyle, and has dealt with him. Generally, things look completely hopeless, unless…

Chapter 6 – Team Temperature

"EEEEEK!" Sunflora squealed, waking everyone up. As if on cue, every Guild member except the handicapped Blessing rushed to Sunflora's Crew Room.

"What's wrong?" Pelame asked. "Are you okay?"

"MY JOURNAL!" Sunflora screamed. "WHO DID IT?!" She glared at Loudred. "Why would you…?!"

"WHAT?!" Loudred defended. "I've never READ your dumb journal! I RESPECT privacy!"

"Suuuuure you do," taunted Blessing, who levitated into the room.

"No, REALLY, I do!" Loudred continued. "I've never read someone's journal!"

"Now, just a moment!" Chatot said. "Sunflora, what exactly happened to your journal?"

"Actually, it hasn't been damaged," Sunflora admitted. "So, it couldn't have been anyone here who did it. After all, who here can make an entire year's worth of journal entries completely vanish?'

"Why, that happened to my journal, too!" Bidoof added. "Golly, I know I wrote in it last year when… um… it was when…"

"What? Was there something happening last year?" Sunflora asked. "I remember writing in my journal, too, but I don't know what it was about. It's all a big blank."

"I've been blanking on last year's events, too," Blessing admitted. "I mean, I can remember the usual stuff like what missions I did and when, and I can also remember that my older sister Loyal died, but there are blank spots in my memory. I can't remember how Loyal died, I can't remember where I got my power from, none of that."

"Me neither," Celebi said.

"I'm not recalling anything about it, either," Dusknoir added. "And neither am I remembering anything about the Hidden Land disappearing. As with your cases, I remember the Hidden Land had disappeared. As for the cause, it's a gap in my memory. When I attempt to remember it, my memory simply skips it completely."

"Something happened last year," Pugno said. "Something important. And someone must not want us to remember it."

"Pugno, what are you saying?" Pelame asked. "Some Pokémon could be behind this?"

"It's just a theory," Pugno clarified. "But considering the Pokémon at the Grey Theatre yesterday, and their actions, that seems to be the most likely explanation."

"Oh, yes, that reminds me," Chimecho said. "How did we survive the Theatre collapsing on top of us?"

"That was our doing."

No one recognized the voice that made the announcement from atop the Guild's Entry Grate. The Guild crew reported outside to meet their mysterious rescuers. When they got outside, they were greeted by a pair of Infernape, one male and the other female.

"Pleasure to meet you all," said the male Infernape. "You can call me Fahrenheit. And this is my wife Celsius."

"Wait," Chatot said. "Did you say Fahrenheit and Celsius?" The two nodded. Chatot immediately shook their hands. "Everyone, meet Team Temperature, the famous criminal reformers!"

"And you three," Celsius said, looking at Pelame, Pugno, and the levitating Blessing. "You must be Team Space-Time. We're honored to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you, too," Pelame responded. "And thanks for saving us."

"Actually, the one you should thank is our son for letting us know," Fahrenheit said. "He observed the fiendish Weavile talking with her cohorts about it, and then told us about it."

A Monferno stepped forward to greet Team Space-Time. When he saw Blessing, he did a double-take. Blessing reacted in much the same way, falling to the ground from her levitation spot in shock, and doubling over in pain from landing on her damaged rear.

"I remember you!" they both shouted in unison. Blessing resumed her levitating position after Celebi numbed the pain with her Heal Bell.

"You saved me from those thugs at the Beach Cave back when I was a Chimchar!"

"I saved you from Team Skull at the Beach Cave back when you were a Chimchar!"

Both of those excited statements came in unison.

"Well, I told you I'd return the favor," Monferno said confidently.

"And you certainly did," Blessing admitted. "Thanks."

"Yes, we owe our new friend our lives," Guildmaster Wigglytuff said.

"Pardon my ignorance," Pelame said. "But you two said you work in criminal reform. Could you tell us what that entails?"

"Certainly," Fahrenheit answered. "It's always a pleasure to share our line of work with others. We'll talk inside, if we may."

"Yes, you may," said the Guildmaster. "Our Guild is open to all Exploration Teams."

Everyone went back inside the Guild. Monferno stayed behind to speak to Blessing.

"Here, you don't need to waste your energy," he said to her. "I'll carry you."

"Well, if you insist," Blessing answered. She lowered herself into Monferno's arms. The two of them then followed the other Pokémon into the Guild's second subfloor.

"As you may know, our Team, Team Temperature, is made up entirely of reformed criminals," Celsius explained. "My husband and I apprehend a dangerous criminal, and extensively reform them. We put them to work, confine them in solitude, anything that works. It also depends on the severity of the crime; the worst criminals get a physical punishment directly from my husband and I."

"There's no criminal we haven't reformed," Fahrenheit added. "Any we get to becomes a contributing asset to the world, and to Team Temperature. As the great Guildmaster here once famously said during an Explorers' Holiday a decade ago, there's no such thing as a completely evil Pokémon."

"BULLS—"

Monferno put his hand over Blessing's mouth to keep her obscenity silent. "Sorry about that, dad."

"It's fine," Fahrenheit assured. "I see she's a rebellious one. Anyway, Pokémon go bad sometimes, but they never stay bad."

Blessing pulled Monferno's hand away from her mouth. "Oh, really?!" she contested. "Ever met Darkrai?!"

"Darkrai? Hey, hey! Didn't he disappear off the face of the world after Team Space-Time got through with him?" Corphish asked.

"So what if he did? That son of a bitch deserved worse than that!" Blessing cried. "How dare you say there's no such thing as a purely evil Pokémon?!"

"Blessing, that's enough," Chatot said.

"There are purely evil Pokémon in the world!" Blessing continued. "And for you to say that there isn't is a lie! You two are deluding yourselves!"

"SILENCE!" Chatot squawked. "Rudeness to guests is not tolerated, Blessing! One more word, and you're going without dinner!"

In response to that, Blessing opened a Dimensional Hole at the spot she was currently at. It deposited her to her bed.

"That's Blessing, a rather outspoken member of Team Space-Time," Chatot said apologetically. "She doesn't mean to offend, so please don't hold this against her."

"Don't worry," Celsius said. "We all have our ideas and philosophies."

"That's the girl who saved our son, huh?" Fahrenheit asked. "She's quite feisty. Very easy to mistake for an outlaw. But there's a reason behind any ideal. Son, would you like to speak to her?"

"Sure!" Monferno answered gleefully. He was off to Blessing's room in an instant.

"On to business," Celsius addressed. "We've heard Weavile's name mentioned as a conspirator in the Grey Theatre incident. She's the most recent addition to our list, so we're going to offer our assistance in retrieving the friend she is responsible for the disappearance of."

"That's right!" Celebi cried. "They abducted Grovyle! We have to save him!"

"Then that's what we'll do!" Fahrenheit agreed. "You have our cooperation."

"Son! Come along!" Celsius shouted toward Blessing's room. "We're embarking on a rescue mission!"

"You go on ahead!" Monferno shouted back. "I'll stay here and look after Blessing, like you just sent me here to do!"

"You sure you can look after her and the Guild all at once?" Chatot asked.

"Yes, I can!" Monferno answered. "Now get going! Grovyle needs you!"

"All right, then. And thanks!" Chatot then turned to the Guild Crew.

"Okay, everyone," said Guildmaster Wigglytuff. "We're going to rescue Grovyle! That is our new top priority!"

"And along with that," Chatot added. "We'll put a stop to whatever Weavile, her 'leader,' and those other thugs are planning! Now, let's move out!"

"HOORAY!" And with that, the Guild crew, joined by the two founders of Team Temperature, were off on their mission.