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The Luxray picked up Crane and put him on his back telling Crane's pack to follow him, they had no choice but to follow, as Crane was already with him. The group came upon a small hovel in where the Luxray ushered them in. Inside was nicely lit with lightbulbs stolen from a nearby village and kept on by a battery, which was regularly charged by the Luxray. There was a table at the center, with a small cooking fire at the side and one bedroom at the back.

"What did you do this time?" A Houndoom asked, emerging from the bedroom.

"Well, ya see..." The Luxray stated, nodding his head to Crane, Who had calmed down slightly and stopped crying. Crane was still curled up in a ball and obvious evidence of him recently crying though.

"For fuck's sake, you overgrown feline! What in the distortion world is wrong with you? This is the fifth time you've brought someone to this house in the same shape!" The Hundoom roared, making the Luxray back up, smiling sheepishly.

"Well, I thought they were trying to fake like they were in the war... Turns out, I forgot wars that could be happening on other continents." The Luxray stated.

"Well, Sam. Looks like you can sleep in daddy's side of the bed tonight." The Houndoom stated, tuning to the Shinx.

"Really?!" The Shinx yelled happily, jumping around in a circle.

"Yup, cause guess whos sleeping outside tonight?" The Houndoom growled, turning to the Luxray.

The Luxray nodded and looked at the floor sadly. When the Luxray finally realized that Crane was still on his back, he grabbed him and put him on the floor next to Mike.

"Well, the good thing is, it looks like your friend here is through the bulk of his episode. Which one of you is the boss of your group?" The Houndoom asked, looking over to Nicolai.

"Oh, I'm not the Boss... Crane is." Nicolai stated.

"Oh, you look the oldest, so I thought you were the boss. I'm guessing you're Crane then?" The Houndoom asked, looking to Mike.

"Ummm. No, he is." Mike stated, nodding to Crane.

"It is not advisable to have a mentally unstable Mon' as the boss of a group." The Houndoom said.

"That's what I told them," Crane mumbled, just loud enough for them to hear.

"Hmmm, I may have jumped to a conclusion. Are you a pack or a group?" The Houndoom questioned. After nobody answered, Nicolai sighed and stepped up in front of the Houndoom.

"We are a pack. Though I assume they don't know what the difference is." Nicolai answered.

"Ahhhh. Okay, then Crane WAS a good choice. People who've fought in a war make much better Alphas of a pack than they do Boss of a group." The Houndoom explained.

"What is the difference between an Alpha and a Boss?" Amber asked, confused.

"A boss sits back and tells others what to do, while an Alpha leads the pack and usually does the most work." The Houndoom stated.

"But, enough about that, I'm sure all of you are hungry." The Houndoom stated, urging them to sit at the table and eat some of the berries they had laid out.

Crane picked himself up and slowly moved over to the table, sitting down next to it. The rest of the pack followed him, also sitting at the table.

"I think we got off on the wrong paw... My name is Asger, what is yours?" The Luxray asked, extending a paw in a pseudo handshake gesture.

"Crane," Crane answered, extending his paw as well.

"You already seem to be getting better. That is a good sign." Asger stated, smiling.

Crane nodded and grabbed one of the berries in front of him.

"So what war did ya fight in?" The Shinx asked.

"World war two," Mike answered.

"World war two, what did y'all fight over?" Nicolai asked, now interested in the topic.

"We fought people called Natzis. They were trying to exterminate Jewish people and take over the world." Crane answered.

"Sounds like your usual group of baddies like team rocket, or magma." The Shinx stated.

"Last I heard they killed fifteen million people already," Crane stated. Everyone in the room fell silent.

"We were sent to soften the defenses on Normandy, so the invasion force could break through. We would be dropping behind enemy lines with virtually no backup until daybreak." Crane continued, as everyone except Mike looked at him in shock.

"It was a suicide mission. There was a two-thirds chance we would die before the assault even began." Mike stated.

"So, what was the outcome? Did your side win?" The Shinx asked.

"We... don't know," Crane answered, finishing an Oran berry.

"What do you mean you don't know?" The Houndoom asked.

Crane thought about the answer for a second, deciding to lie.

"Our plane was shot out of the air, landing in the ocean. We woke up on this continent a month ago." Crane answered, Nicolai and Amber seemed to be disappointed with this answer, but stayed silent nonetheless.

"I see... Well, How do you think you are going to get back?" Asger asked.

"I don't think I will. I want to stay here, away from the war," Crane stated.

"Why?" Asger questioned.

"Amber has pretty much been my best friend through this... She persuaded me to stay," Crane admitted.

"Ah, I see," Asger stated, Finishing his food. Soon after, Everyone was finished with their food.

"While I would love to stay, we have some traveling to do," Nicolai stated, urging us to leave.

"Okay, well, good luck on your travels!" The Hundoom stated happily.

"Thank you for your hospitality," Crane stated, getting up and heading out of the home with his pack behind him. Nicolai walked up to the front of the pack again to make sure they went the right way and Mike lingered in the back, as he usually did.

"So... What really happened?" Amber asked, walking up next to Crane.

"I told you," Crane answered.

"It was obvious you were lying. What really happened?" Amber insisted.

"Are you really sure you want to know?" Crane sighed.

"Yup," Amber affirmed.

"I told you that I came from a different world... I just didn't tell you how I got here." Crane Began

"We were almost at our drop point in Normandy when our plane was hit, we were forced to jump early. I dropped straight into enemy fire, I somehow survived, only being knocked out for a brief time. Mike found me and started dragging me to a safe location, when I woke up he gave me my weapon and we started heading to what I assumed was a rallying point. Instead, we were ambushed by Nazi forces. There were too many for us to take on and as they approached to try and take us out, we took an explosive and...tried to take as many of them as we could with us." Crane divulged, almost tripping on a stick because he was lost in thought.

"How did you survive?" Nicolai asked, butting into the conversation.

"We... Didn't," Crane answered, earning confused and concerned looks from the two.

"That's how I met Arceus," Crane stated, becoming more distant as he thought about it.

"Oh..." Amber said, going silent.

For a few hours of walking, everyone was only sound was the whistling of the wind and the crunching of sticks and leaves under their paws.

The scenery changed quickly as they moved forward, The dense forest ending abruptly to give way to a path. The pack stayed behind some bushes, not wanting to give away their location to any trainers.

"Did it really take that long just to get to the path?" Amber whined.

"No, we were heading parallel to the path we took before. I just wanted to see how close we are." Nicolai explained, sticking his head through a bush to see what was on the path.

"We are a little way farther than where we stopped before," Nicolai said, backing out of the bush and back into the safety of the forest.

"Can we stop here? My paws hurt," Mike whined, sitting down.

"We can take a small break, but I don't think we should stay." Crane chimed in.

"Finally," Amber sighed flopping down on the grass. Nicolai nodded and laid down calmly.

"Why can't we sleep?" Mike asked, laying down.

"Last time we wanted to sleep near here... Things didn't really go that great," Nicolai explained.

"You got that right," Amber stated.

Mike shrugged and closed his eyes, trying to sleep anyway. Crane sighed and stuck his head through the bush, looking for anything interesting. When Crane stuck his head out, he saw the same family with the Zoroark that he saw when they tried to go to Goldenrod before sitting on a bench opposite of his hiding spot. The Zoroark noticed Crane and started walking towards him, waving to the family in a "Be right back" gesture. Crane sighed and stepped out from the bush, meeting the Zoroark at the edge of the path.

"Well, I didn't expect to see you here little one. I thought you would be back to your owner by now... Did the Shinx run off again?" The Zoroark asked, smiling.

"No she never ran off in the first place, we don't have a master," Crane explained.

"Oh, You're wild Pokémon acting like you're owned so you don't get caught... Smart," The Zoroark praised.

"Why are you back here?" Crane asked.

"We walk this path once a week for any Pokémon to catch, We are actually gonging to the Runes of Alph in a few days" The Zoroark explained, pointing behind her to the family.

"The Runes of Alph eh?... Do you think I could tag along?" Crane asked, already starting to think about what to say to his pack.

"Sure... If you're fine with staying with a kid that loves hugs and being in a pokéball," The Zoroark stated.

"Trust me, I'm used to clingy kids, so she will be no problem. But I don't think I'm going to be good with staying in a Pokéball." Crane explained, thinking about what Keil said about pokéballs.

"Okay, One second. let me write something that explains that you want to go with us, but don't want to stay in a pokéball." The Zoroark stated, getting out a box with a glowing blue screen.

"Okay, I'm going to go do something, I'll be right back," Crane stated, turning back to the forest and going through the bush. Crane pushed through the bush, everyone was asleep except Amber, who was woken up by Crane entering.

"Hey, Amber. I thought I said we weren't sleeping." Crane stated, looking around at the sleeping group.

"Psh, we've been walking all day, We deserve some sleep," Amber admitted, stretching. Crane nodded.

"Okay, when the rest wake up, I want Yall to the cave that we were in when... that stuff... happened. I'm going to head over to Goldenrod and scout around, should take about a week." Crane explained.

"Wha-... A Week?" Amber stated surprised.

"Yup, just don't argue with me, please. I'm the Alpha remember? I know what I'm doing... Kinda." Crane Half-laughed.

"Okay, Crane... I trust you. Just... Don't hurt yourself." Amber stated sweetly. Crane smiled and nodded, walking out of the hiding spot to see the Zoroark waiting for him were she was standing before.

"I'm ready to go," Crane stated, walking up to the Zoroark. The Zoroark nodded and waved for Crane to follow her to the family of two.

As Crane reached the Father and the little girl, the Zoroark handed her light-box to the Father, who smiled and handed it down to the girl. The Little girl's eyes lit up in excitement. She reached into her bag and grabbed a Black and yellow Pokéball, skipping up to Crane and kneeled down to him, holding out the ball. Crane just stared at the ball, not knowing what the hell to do.

"Go on, it won't hurt you." The girl encouraged. Crane looked at the Zoroark, confused at what he had supposed to do.
The Zoroark seemed suprised at first but answered anyway.

"Sorry, I forgot you are wild and don't know how a Pokéball works. Just hit the little button." The Zoroark explained.

Crane put his paw to the button, and his vision turned to white as he was sucked into the pokéball. Inside the Pokeball was a rather large room, with a bed and shelves holding many things, from simple toys to books. The room was extremely warm and seemed to be themed about fire types, as there were a fireplace and a small Pit of lava just behind Crane. Crane, as many an intelligent would do, tried to jump away quickly. This didn't work out for Crane, as he accidentally slipped into the pit instead, squeezing his eyes shut and tensing his body. Though when he opened his eyes, he was unharmed, warmth wasn't even that bad, it was actually comforting. Though Nicolai did say that Fire-types actually enjoyed lava baths, Crane Didn't believe him until now. After relaxing in the Lava for a few seconds, Crane heard a ding. And after a shuffling noise, he was cast out of the ball and back into the real world.

"Okay, Welcome to the family!" The Man stated patting him on the head.

"Oh! You should meet the other members of the Family!" The Girl squealed, Grabbing a Pokéball from her dad's belt.

"Wait... I should name you... Your name should be... Blaze!" The girl stated happily.

The little girl tossed the Pokéball, after a flash of light, A Snivy seemed to appear where the light hit the ground.

"Nagini, This is Blaze! He's going to be joining us!" The little girl Exclaimed happily

"Blaze." Crane sighed, not really happy with the name.

"Yea, Blaze... what's your preferred name? .You're a Growlithe aren't you? Very rare and evolves into a pseudo-legendary." Nagini said, seeming to inspect Crane.

"Yup, my real name is Crane," Crane answered keeping a close eye on the Snivy.

"And you're a male, good," Nagini stated, winking at Crane and walking to the little girl, sitting next to her and tapping a spot on the ground with her pseudo-hands, wanting Crane to sit next to her. Crane shook his head no, to the disappointment of the Snivy. After a few seconds of waiting Crane looked to the side to see a yellow spot in the bushes, upon squinting his eyes, Crane saw Nicolai. His face was twisted with a multitude of emotions; outrage, disgust, but most of all: Betrail. He stomped back into the bushes, Crane's heart sunk as he realized Nicolai was most likely going to tell the rest of the pack. The Girl grabbed another ball of her dad's belt and got ready to toss it, but Crane rushed to the forest, much to the surprise of the family.

Crane burst through the bush just in time, seeing Nicolai almost reaching Mike and Amber. Crane sprinted and tackled Nicolai to the ground and through another bush, out of sight of the rest of the pack.