I don't have much to say this time around...so, just red and review, I guess I'll just say.

Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Taijiri and Game Freak. The main character is my OC.
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I'm not going to lie, but just about everyone was devastated by Torchic's kidnapping, particularly Eevee. Mudkip was pretty shaken too, and Jirachi was doing what he could to comfort them both. Treecko hadn't said a word since the incident, but I could tell he was pretty conflicted (he wanted Torchic and Eevee to break up, but I don't think he wanted Torchic to actually disappear from their lives).

But no one felt worse than I did. Once again, I pick a fight with a deranged criminal mastermind, and innocent Pokemon like Torchic get caught in the crossfire. Could my terrible luck be any more contagious?

My somewhat rhetorical question was answered when Swellow and a couple of his buddies showed up, telling us they knew where Deoxys's hideout was. Team Mega and Jirachi were elated, thinking that they could rescue Torchic. I, however, knew that the moment we walked into that fortress, a few of us might not come out.

And then there was the chance of confronting Deoxys. It's already been established that we can't win in a fair fight. Deoxys can change into either one of his four forms, which could increase either his attack, defense, or speed; neither one of those forms I even wanted to see, much less fight them for my life. Plus, meddling with Deoxys's plan any further could mean not just the death of Torchic, but also Glalie and Frosslass (and yes, Rayquaza as well), not to mention the release of Giratina, which is probably the last thing I need on my conscience.

Well, in the end, we ended up storming the fortress anyway. Apparently, if the Warriors of the Skies think it is safe, then I guess everyone went along with it. Hoenn and their customs confuse me more and more by the minute; back in Kanto, when a high-ranking official of the Pokemon Police says something, it goes, regardless of what a bunch of birds say. Well, no such luck here.

The moment we entered the 100% steel fortress, things started to remind me of Lavender Tower. The walls started to both close in on us and move away no matter how close we got. When we reached the end of a hallway, the said hallway closes in on itself right behind us. You know, they say that Ghost and Psychic-Type Pokemon are two completely different types, but as far as I'm concerned, there's hardly a difference.

Well, somewhere along the line, I wound up getting separated from the group; and instead of finding the dungeon, I wound up in a room filled with computer screens (high-definition, by the way) overlooking various areas of the fort. There was one Pokemon in the center of the small room who overlooked everything. He was a tall, white mongoose with magenta markings surrounding his arms, with more slashed across his chest and the left side of his head, like he got in a nasty fight with a Fearow and suffered some severe flesh wounds. I was so distracted by his bizarre appearance that I didn't notice he was looking directly at the dungeon; where Team Mega had somehow wound up.

"Deoxys told me you'd be here." The mongoose said aloud, and it took me a moment to realize he was talking to me.

"How did you know I was coming?" I asked which, although seemed obvious at the time, I still didn't know how these people knew about my visions when I've made sure my reputation didn't spread past Kanto.

"Deoxys is a Psychic, remember? You're not the first Pokemon who attempted to spy on him with visions. According to Deoxys, you're an amateur compared to the last guy." The mongoose responded.

"The last guy; what do you mean by that?" I asked. The mongoose turned around, and I finally realized who this guy really was: he was the Zangoose guy Deoxys had spoken to earlier. I was still crept out by how their whole conversation pretty much took place in Deoxys's chest.

"That does not concern you. What does, however, is the safety of your friends." Zangoose said, gesturing me to pay close attention to what happened to Team Mega.

I watched as Treecko fought the jailor who, being an Ice-Type Pokemon, gave him an easy advantage. Eevee, Jirachi, and Mudkip were scared to death and hiding in a corner; and Torchic was trapped in a cell. At the same time, Frosslass (who was in a nearby cell), watched in horror as the jailor beat the pellets out of my friends.

"I'm sure you want to help them, don't you?" Zangoose taunted. "You're more than welcome to join their fight; of course, by the time you find your way to the dungeon, they'll all be dead."

"I'll take my chances." I said as I darted off to find the dungeon. Apparently, Deoxys thought it was a good idea to project the fight into my head as I searched for the dungeon.

The jailer bombarded Treecko with a perilous Ice Shard mixed in with a Shadow Ball. Treecko collapsed, the pain too much for him.

"Heh, I guess they just don't make overpowered Grass-Type leaders like they used to," The jailor mocked. "And here I was expecting a challenge from the leader of Hoenn's best team of 'Pokemon Police'. Boy, was I disappointed."

Just as Treecko was about to lose consciousness, however, he got back up and struck the jailor with an insanely powerful Leaf Blade; seriously, the move had a rather obvious type disadvantage, and yet it was enough to actually knock the guy out. A real critical hit if I ever saw one.

Unfortunately, Deoxys and Glalie arrived at that moment, and suddenly everyone started cowering in fear again.

"So, Weavile failed to eliminate you. That's a real shame." said Deoxys.

"Not really. I've beaten tougher. I could take you down if I wanted to." responded an out-of-breath Treecko.

"Really? I seem to recall two nights ago when I single-handedly defeated your entire team. I thought I destroyed you. It seems I was wrong."

While Treecko and Deoxys were bantering, Glalie looked gloomily at Frosslass. I could almost hear what they were trying to tell each other:

Frosslass: It's okay. The one who sees all will save us.

Glalie: I hope you're right.

And I wasn't the only one who noticed. Apparently, Jirachi had spotted the not very happy couple, and adopted the same sad face Glalie was sporting. The entire scene made me absolutely depressed.

Oh, but if you thought I would be spared from further torture, you'd be wrong.

Deoxys then showed me what the Warriors were doing. Apparently, they themselves were struggling with their own fight with Gallade. Where was said fight? IN THE FORTRESS'S ELECTRIC POWER CORE! What evil mastermind would be cliche enough to have one of these? Apparently Deoxys...

"You birds can't defeat me! You may have a type advantage, but I'm more powerful than the average Psychic/Fighting-Type!" Gallade boasted.

"Well, we're above-average Flying-Types!" shouted Pidgeot, and he dove in with a powerful Aerial Ace. Unfortunately, it didn't look like Gallade took any damage from the attack; he just stood there, smug and uncaring, looking like he was completely invincible.

"My turn." Gallade muttered, as he jumped, rushed up to Pidgeot, and struck him with such a powerful Psycho Cut that it sent Pidgeot through the metal floor of the hideout and three feet into the Earth's crust.

Just like that, the other Warriors barraged Gallade with various moves, ranging from Flying to Dark-Type attacks. None of which seemed to do anything. All the while, Gallade simply stood there, laughing his evil head off, almost like he found this enjoyable.

It wasn't before long that the Warriors began to tire out. That was when Gallade retaliated. He defeated everyone in a very similar fashion like he did to Pidgeot. Jump-Rush-Psycho Cut-Dead. He got everyone except for Swellow, who made good use of Fly to get out of that jam. Gallade, however, just continued to stand there, laughing at his victory over the Warriors of the Sky.

And I just stood there. Watching all chaos break loose while I just kept running in circles while everyone else was struggling to survive.
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...Sadly, this is only the beginning of Pikachu's psychological troubles...

Remember to review, and I'll see you guys later.