Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: X
Warnings: AU, Disturbing Imagery,
Chapter: 10
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me
Author's Note: Multi Chapter Interlude between Sword's Fate and its' upcoming Sequel. Can be read alone.
"Italics" is indicative of Telepathy.
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"I just so hope that no one starts wondering why we're here." Lance muttered, grabbing the drink he had been sipping on while waiting for the other Champions to arrive. A few minutes earlier, Diantha had arrived as the last one.
"Well, we can explain that away by having a meeting about how to compensate for the Psychic's absence." Alder played with his necklace absent-mindedly. "Even without the public knowing about the involvement of Legendaries, that is important enough to warrant us to meet up."
"On that note, are you sure you wouldn't rather stay with yours, Steven?" Cynthia wondered, checking her Pokéballs one last time before heading to the door.
"Well, they claim they are safe, so I might as well help." Hoenn's Champion followed his colleague. "Apparently, Latias doesn't leave Rustboro if I have to believe Adam, though she hasn't shown herself again."
They headed down to the helicopter-pad from where they'd head to Sendoff Spring. Diantha dropped down on her seat, fiddling with her phone. Steven had yesterday told her that Olympia's arm had healed enough that they were willing to also place her in one of the stasis-tubes. Thankfully, he had also informed her that he'd made sure three days from then all the Pokémon could visit their trainers, so she probably should tell Wulfric to take the day off and fly to Hoenn.
Below them, the mountains of Sinnoh passed in a blur as the helicopter headed for a place Cynthia had called 'Spring Path'. "How long until we get there?" At this point, she was anxious for answers. It's been two weeks and aside from the drama when they first brought their Great Psychic's to Hoenn, there had been no information about the hows and whys of… everything.
"Half an hour at this point. Then roughly an hour of walking." Cynthia answered, tapping her foot on the floor of the helicopter. She looked as tense as Diantha felt. The three men looked mostly annoyed, though that might well be how they hid their worry.
Sinnoh's Champion tapped the glass, pointing down for them. Diantha leaned over Lance briefly, looking down at a small lake. So that was Sendoff Spring… She wasn't entirely sure, but she thought she even saw the opening of the cave.
"Not nearly as imposing as you'd think the home of a member of the Creation Trio to be." Alder mused, plopping back into his seat from where he had been looking down as well.
"Just wait until we're inside." Cynthia sighed, rubbing her forehead. "The place gives people nightmares to navigate, from what I gathered."
"You've never been in it yourself?" Lance wondered, watching with feigned disinterest as the helicopter descended to solid ground.
"I don't make it a habit of invading the personal space of Legendaries."
"Didn't you once tell me you nearly ran over one of mine?" Alder pointed out with a small smirk.
"Not intentionally!"
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A small shiver ran down his back. Even from Giratina's central room, he could sense the determination and willpower of the people that had just entered Turnback Cave. He could also sense the power of their Pokémon.
"Not to question, but is it wise to take this risk of facing all of them?" Mewtwo looked at the massive dragon beside him. "They are Champions, after all."
She didn't answer, though he was certain she both heard him and sensed what he had. Instead, Giratina merely fell apart into shadow, waving her wing at him once to take shelter.
He didn't make it a habit to argue, flying up high and shielding himself with his powers. Though it might well not work against the two Psychic-type Pokémon. In short, this probably would not go at all smoothly.
Lance's Dragonite and Alder's Bouffalant lead the way into the room, setting down heavily on the ground. The other Pokémon followed before their trainers entered the room.
"Seems Giratina is not here." Stephen mused, looking around the barren room.
"No, it is." Cynthia countered sharply, pointing down to the platform. "If Giratina were not here, there'd be a portal down there. There is no portal, so Giratina is here."
He saw their Pokémon tense, scanning the room. It was the Metagross that noticed him first, snarling just a bit before getting airborne and positioning itself between the Legendary and the humans. After that, it took the Gardevoir mere moments to notice what the Steel-type had.
"What is it?"
"You trained your Psychic-types too well, I'd say." No use in hiding any longer unless he wanted to give the impression of ill-will. Mewtwo dropped his cloaking and slowly descended to solid ground once more. From the corner of his eye he could see the coiling shadows that hid Giratina from view. Quite frankly, he was surprised that somehow they had completely missed that beacon of power. "Welcome to Giratina's domain."
"You're Mewtwo." Lance stated almost immediately. "Are you the 'unnatural Legendary' the twins mentioned?"
"How many others others do you know?" The cloned Pokémon answered softly. "I take it we can get right to business?"
"Damn right we can." Alder pointed at the purple Pokémon. "What did you do to our friends!?"
"What was necessary." He glowed lightly with his power, not liking the look on several of the trainer-owned Pokémon's faces. "It was either this or something far worse."
"Do you even realize what you did to her!?" Diantha's voice rose a few octaves. "Olympia had broken bones!" The memory of when she had found the Anistar Gymleader still haunted her.
"She foresaw my coming and fled. I had to pursue." Not technically true, but best to not make them hunt through the entire region. "Now why did you come here? You cannot tell me that you were truly hoping to just waltz in here and take them?"
"Did you truly expect us to not do that?" Steven demanded. "They are friends, colleagues. How could we just… abandon them to this fate?"