Chapter Twelve

I adjusted my belt of Pokéballs before looking at my father. I gave him a quick hug before climbing onto Swellow. Today I was going to Lilycove to meet Moltres and I was nervous about the heat. I took off into the sky and began flying towards my destination. I had to swerve out of the way to avoid the storm in Mauville and then crossed over Mount Pyre. I stopped when I noticed the heat was emitting from the mountain. I looked down to see such a heavy mist covering the top. What better place to hide a legendary then on a haunted island. I flew Swellow down to the entrance of the mountain. I was glad to take a path up instead of scaling the sides like I previously had. I began walking through the inner main room over to the exit to the mountain path. I began making my way up, feeling the heat increase as I got closer. This time, though, I was more prepared. I brought myself a water bottle to keep hydrated and tried not to make any unnecessary movements that could drain any more energy.

Eventually I made it to the top. The mist was heavy but made the air hot, heavy and made breathing more difficult. I stumbled my way through the mountain-top graveyard and began looking for Moltres. I found a set of stairs and began ascending them. I stumbled a couple times but soon made it to the top. There stood Moltres. She gazed at me and I sighed. I held out my arm and she leapt at it, locking her beak around it. She burnt the wound shut before retracting.

"Did that not hurt?" she asked noticing my expressionless gaze. I stroked the scar and shook my head.

"Naw, I've faced much worse," I replied remembering Zapdos' challenge. It made me hurt just thinking about it. Moltres settled down on the ground and gazed at me.

"I bid you safe journeys from this point on," she cooed. I nodded and began descending. I was exhausted, almost falling down each stair I took. I always felt the worst after visiting the fire. The heat was just so energy zapping not to mention it burned my body. I whipped the sweat from my forehead and then tripped on my ankle, tumbling down the stairs and rolling off the mountain edge. I bounded of the side and began plummeting towards the water. I pulled out my Pokéball and released Tentacruel. I hit the water and started sinking. I was so tired that I couldn't swim and the water was boiling. Tentacruel dived down and pulled me out of the water, laying me onto the ground. I took a deep breath and winced at the pain. The water was scorching my skin under the sun. Tentacruel shot cold water at me and I felt it rejuvenate my skin. I sat up and rung the water out of my hair and clothes before standing up.

"Note to self, don't go swimming when fire legendaries are around," I muttered with a smiled. I whistled and Swellow flew over to me. I climbed onto her and returned home. It didn't take long and I felt much better getting out of the heat. I landed carefully beside my house. I hopped off, the wind now cooling the water and myself. When I opened the door my mother was cooking and my father reading in the dining room. He looked at me and I put my hand up before he could speak. I didn't want to hear his humour right now.

I went upstairs and got changed into dry clothes before coming downstairs. I went right into the living room and sat down at the map and books. I began debating who to visit next, Dialga or Palkia. They were the only two that I knew where they were. I ran my hand through my still wet hair and sighed. My father came over and sat beside me.

"These two are hard to predict," he said unexpectedly. I turned to him, expecting more, so he continued. "Unlike the others we don't know what the effects of their powers are. Dialga especially, people say you don't come back out. That could be problematic, I suggest saving him for last. But then there's Palkia, he changes the flow of time. You could spend much longer in there trying to find him then you bargain for and end up being too late to save the others." I sighed and looked at the map.

"Then what do you suggest I do?" I asked. My father leaned against the couch and mumbled possibilities to himself. I waited patiently, looking between him and the map. I understood his points, but these were the only two legendaries I knew about. How could I find the others when their powers are so, iffy. Mew and Mewtwo would probably be together since their born from the same DNA, but their power was psychic. I knew there weren't any towns where buildings were being lifted up randomly or where people could see the future. What else could I do?

That's when it hit me. What if their powers didn't affect the town, but their personalities did. That's when I remembered Rustbord. The town was abnormally happy. I quickly grabbed a book and flipped it open. I skimmed through the pages and then found the one on Mew. Apparently she was a very happy, energetic legendary. That was it! Mew was in Rustbord, her personality being reflected onto the people. I quickly shut the book and grinned in triumph. My father looked at me.

"What'd you find?" he asked. I stood up.

"I found Mew and Mewtwo. They're in Rustbord, I know it," I replied. My father smiled and stood up as well. He ruffled my hair and walked into the kitchen. I followed him.

"I'm proud of you, using that brilliant mind I gave you. Now come, let's eat. Tomorrow you will be tackling Mew, and most likely she will want to play," he decided.