The stone moon shook violently as a beam of light from Solrock's top-most point shot into it. In moments, the whole crescent shape was glowing with an intense light. Slowly, it raised itself off of the podium, and let out a loud blast and a flash of light. When it faded, another Pokémon was floating opposite Solrock. This Pokémon was the same colour and body structure as Solrock, only it was in a crescent moon shape.
"Lunatone..." muttered Frankston, "Just like on the cave drawings..."
Marco and Tara gazed up at Lunatone's sinister beauty. It hovered motionless, facing Solrock. Suddenly, the two Pokémon dashed at each other, startling the group.
"Professor!" cried Scarlet, "These Pokémon are going to destroy everything! That's what the drawings on the cave wall must have meant!"
"Everyone, let's try to defeat these things before they defeat each other, and really mess everything up!" commanded Frankston.
"Alright, let's do this!" exclaimed Alpharm.
Alpharm's Pokéball flew high into the air, almost level with Lunatone and Solrock, before opening and releasing a large purple bug-type Pokémon with large shiney eyes and wings - a Venomoth. Venomoth made a screeching noise, and fluttered its wings rapidly.
"Venomoth, use your Stun Spore attack!" called up Alpharm. Solrock and Lunatone turned to Venomoth as it released orange dust from its wings and wafted it towards them. The spores had no effect, and Lunatone simply shot back a Hyper Beam, clipping Venomoth's wings and taking it down. Tara flinched as the overgrown insect fell towards her, before Alpharm recalled it to its Pokéball.
"Ugh..." groaned Shadow at Alpharm, "Let me do this." he finished, throwing a Hyper Ball into the air. Moments later, Charizard, an orange reptile-like Pokémon with wings and a flame burning on its scaly tail was up against the two menaces.
"Charizard, use Flamethrower!"
Upon hearing Shadow's words, Charizard roared and breathed intense flames toward Solrock and Lunatone. The pair were engulfed in the fire. Below, Shadow smirked, proud of his Pokémon. However, to his dismay, Solrock and Lunatone emerged moments later completely unscathed. Another beam from Lunatone took Charizard down. Before anyone else in the group could try battling them, Solrock and Lunatone took off over the island, spiralling round the mountain, firing Hyper Beams and tackling each other.
"This is not good." stated Frankston, wiping his brow with a handkerchief.
"Professor, what are we going to do?" worried Scarlet. Alpharm took off his sunglasses to clean them.
"Let's go back to the cave," replied Frankston, "And think this over."
The group set off back over the frozen bay. Marco looked to the horizon; black clouds were already starting to form above the rough waves.
There was silence between the group on the march back to the cave. Marco and Tara walked together, but said nothing; Frankston walked a few feet in front of everyone, constantly wiping his brow; Alpharm polished a Pokéball containing one of his Pokémon; Scarlet examined Lunatone and Solrock in her Pokédex; Shadow walked behind the group, with an air of mystery about him at all times. It went on like this until a figure moved in the trees. Everyone immediately froze and looked at the young man in a Team Rocket uniform run frantically away from something. He was pencil-thin, with short brown hair, and very large cheekbones.
"Willis!" exclaimed Frankston.
"Those things! Those things!" yelped Willis, following flat on his face in front of Frankston. Frankston kneeled down and helped him up.
"Willis, what's the matter?"
"Those things!" whimpered Willis again, "The sun thing! It froze everyone! I just saw it fly past me!"
"Come on, let's get you back to the cave." said Frankston. They set off once more.
"We've been worried about you, dude." said Alpharm warmly. "Glad to see you're still in one piece!"
"Yeah, but only just, by the looks of things..." stated Scarlet, observing the sweat and dirt over Willis.
On the walk back, Marco continued to observe the sea; the black clouds were growing, and the sea waves were now crashing aggressively upon the icy shores. The heat was also rising; it seemed as though the natural climate had been thrown-off. Inside the cave, there was no need for a fire, but they let Willis rest on some sleeping bags, as he mumbled about the "sun thing".
"Professor, we're facing a lot more than a dangerous, hostile Pokémon here." said Alpharm, looking at the drawings on the cave wall, "This could affect our planet as we know it, if we don't settle Solrock and Lunatone."
"Don't you think I know that!?" snapped Frankston. Alpharm glared at him. "I'm sorry..." he continued, "We have to think of something. Come on everyone, think!"
The idea-free evening went on, the waves growing more violent by the hour. The sky was fading to black (right now it was just dark blue). The group sat together in silence, except Shadow, who was alone outside in silence. Marco gazed at the drawings on the wall; he knew Alpharm was too, but didn't say anything to him about them. He looked at the figure beneath Solrock and Lunatone in one of the drawings; it was the basic shape of a human, but didn't look exactly like one. His concentration was disrupted when all of a sudden, Solrock and Lunatone flew into the cave, and before anyone could react, had shot beams of light at the drawings, and left. The ground and walls of the cave began to rumble, and cracks appeared on the wall where the drawings were.
"What's going on!?" shrieked Scarlet. No one replied. They were too busy watching the wall crumble to reveal a large doorway-like opening. In the debris, Marco could see a large figure emerging from the opening; it was the basic shape of a human, but didn't look exactly like one. As the dust settled, he could see more of its features; it looked like a large egg-shaped robot, with long white and black arms and short legs, claws, and large yellow shoulders. But instead of a face, it had a yellow area with a series of dots on it, not unsimilar to braille. They were in the shape of a cross. It stood in the doorway, silent, but with a terrifyingly sinister presence.
"It...it can't be..." said Frankston, just managing to get the words out.
"What..." began Tara, but she couldn't get the words out. Frankston gulped, but couldn't wipe his brow.
"Regigigas..."
