The Passage of Time

Disclaimer: Ch. 1 & 8

Chapter Twelve: Resurrection


We ran towards the fallen body of Scott, fearing the worst. I felt his Aura fading fast, along with his blood that was seeping onto the ground, creating a large puddle. All of a sudden, I was roughly shoved aside as Gardevoir ran towards him. As she cried over his dying body and we hung our heads, the last of his Aura finally faded; leaving an empty shell of what was once a great Trainer. We stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, when a voice spoke to us.

"It seems as though your Trainer has failed the mission," Dialga said.

"Can't you fix him?" Gardevoir cried.

"I cannot reverse time to save lives."

"Do something! Anything! I can't live without him! Save him for Arceus' sake!"

She was getting delirious, and we had to stop her before things got out of hand.

"Gardevoir, think about it. What's done is done, and we can't turn back time even if we wanted," I said.

"How can you say such a thing Lucario?! You cared about him as much as I did!"

"I miss him too, you know, it's just that I have to accept his death, even if it's hard for me to do so. We may have to complete his mission ourselves."

"That, I'm afraid, is quite impossible," said Dialga.

"Impossible? How?" Infernape inquired.

"This mission requires a human to fix the Time Flow, as Pokemon do not have the requirements for these things."

"Bullshit! How is that only a human can only do this, and not the Pokemon that they trust?" Luxray yelled.

"It is complicated, and I cannot explain the full extent of the circumstances," Dialga replied sadly.

"But – but how can we move on?" Golduck quietly asked.

"We have to move on. It's what Scott would've wanted."

"I can't leave him like this," Gardevoir sobbed.

"You will not have to," a powerful voice said.

"Who -?"

A bright light engulfed the surrounding area, blinding us. As the light faded, we were greeted by a large quadruped, completely white with a golden ring around its midsection.

"Arceus," I gasped.

"Ah, Lucario, I see that you recognize me. Good. As I was saying dear Gardevoir, you will not have to leave him. Dialga may not have the power to revive your Trainer, but I do."

"But why help us, Arceus?" Staraptor asked.

"It is because all six of you share a close bond with your Trainer that I have never seen before. And this bond is reflected in the Trainer as well. Because of these feelings toward each other, I shall bring back the one you all love with all your hearts."

As Arceus said this, a light surrounded the body of Scott, lifting him up unto his feet. The blood faded, the wounds closed, and his eyes opened.

As we all watched in awe, he opened his mouth and said, "Ow."

"OW?! Is that all you can say after you died? Of all the things –" Gardevoir's cries were cut short as Scott took her into his arms and replied, "I'm sorry. I truly am sorry. I should have put more faith into all of you, especially you Gardevoir and Lucario."

We all surrounded him in a group embrace, speechless. "By the way, I do have to thank you too Arceus, for giving me a second chance at life."

"It is nothing, my child. Just the reactions from your partners show how much they care for you. And you also put up a great explanation of why you couldn't leave them alone. Might I say that you have chosen a wonderful candidate as your mate?"

At this, both Gardevoir and Scott blushed as the rest of the group looked at them.

"As much as I would like to know how you figured that out Arceus, we have more pressuring matters at hand. Did any of the soldiers say who they were?"

"No, they didn't say who they were, they just said that we would make great additions for their army," Golduck said.

"Hmm. Maybe it was Flame Army, but we won't know for sure. I say we should get some rest for tomorrow when we'll go searching for them."

"Thank you Arceus, for bringing back my mate," Gardevoir said, tears in her eyes.

"And we thank you too, for giving him a second chance," I said.

"Don't thank me yet, young ones. There is still much you need to do in fixing the Time Flow, and you will all be needed in another mission after this," Arceus replied.

"What mission?" Infernape asked.

Arceus smiled. "This, I cannot reveal to you yet. When this is over, I shall tell you."

Before any of us could say anything, Scott said, "Enough questions everyone. We need to prepare for tomorrow."

"Farewell," Arceus said, disappearing in a flash of light.


I sighed as my Pokemon fell asleep. Gardevoir was curled up next to me, her grip on my arm slightly painful. Not that I could blame her, I had died, then I had come back to life. It was a miracle that Arceus decided that I was one of the lucky few who was allowed a second chance at life. I sighed again as I noticed the Full Moon.

'It's so beautiful,' I thought. 'Maybe I shouldn't take so many risks in these situations.'

Sooner or later, I would have to allow my Pokemon to shed their innocence when it comes to battles. If I continued like this, they wouldn't forgive me for not letting them help carry the burden that was placed on my shoulders. Just then, I felt the pressure on my arm lift a little, letting me know that Gardevoir had finally fallen asleep. It was my fault that she's like this, really, growing so attached to me in times like these. I should be more attentive to her as well as everyone else. Looking down, I saw her head lying on top of my chest. I smiled as I fell asleep, hoping there were more beautiful nights like these.


The next morning we headed out towards another village that was being pillaged by an army. As we arrived there, I noticed some of the guys from last night were beating the women and killing some of the men who dared to offend them. As we moved closer, I noticed a red sheen on their armour.

"Flame Army," I said under my breath.

One of them noticed us, and nudged his buddy.

"Hey, who's that kid?"

"You don't know? He's the one who killed our leader and his Tyranitar! I thought he was dead after the Tyranitar nearly gutted him," he replied.

'Glad to see that they remember me,' I thought. I looked at Gardevoir and nodded. At this, she used Psycho Cut to silence them both by cutting their heads off. At this motion, the rest of them noticed us.

"Oh, shit," one said.

"It's that kid," said another.

"Should we attack?"

As they bickered amongst themselves, I took out the M4 from the backpack and shot a soldier in the head.

"Now that I have your attention, might I suggest that you surrender?"

A shot sounded, only to be deflected by a barrier that Gardevoir put up.

"I'll take that as a no then. Infernape, go around to the left and use Flamethrower to flush them out. Luxray, go around right and use Shockwave. Gardevoir and Lucario, you're with me. Golduck and Staraptor, see if you can head around to the other side of the village and flush them out with whatever moves you deem necessary. Don't kill if you have a choice; otherwise, lure them here so I can interrogate them."


A few minutes later, a substantial amount of the soldiers were crowded in the middle of the village.

"Now then, I take it that you're Flame Army?" I asked.

One of them spat at my feet. I hit the offender with the butt of my M4, sending him on his ass.

"Answer my question, damn you," I shouted.

All he did was give me a glare that was infused with poison.

"Humph, fine then," I said, leveling my rifle at his chest, firing once into his heart. He dropped, and I did a 'Dead Check', a single shot to the head. Yes, this was a waste of ammo, as I could've just shot him in the head to begin with.

"Anyone else want to die?" I asked.

As they stood, stoic, I motioned my Pokemon to finish them off, one by one. Soon, a group of five was left. I holstered my M4 and drew a Desert Eagle.

"Last chance soldiers, are you Flame Army?" I inquired.

Still no answer. Without hesitation, I fired the gun at a kneecap. The soldier dropped to his undamaged knee, clutching his leg and screaming. I fired at an elbow on this soldier, forcing his arm into an awkward position. Now the others were paying attention to my methods, looking scared. One joint after another, I fired on the man until the soldier fell to the ground, still screaming.

"Are you willing to tell me now?"

"Kill me, just kill me," he begged.

With that, I shot him in his neck, blood spurting everywhere except us, because Gardevoir was using a barrier to prevent the blood from falling on us. With a final gurgle from the man's throat, he died.

"That is how I will be killing you until one of you tells me," I said coldly.

"We – we're from Flame Army," one finally said.

His response earned him a round to the kneecap. As he fell screaming, I asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" yelled another. "We're from Flame Army! Just don't -"

I silenced him with a round to the head. "Well, if you truly are from Flame Army, you'll tell me where your encampment is?"

"North!" screamed the injured soldier. "Due North until you hit a mountain, we're entrenched in there and -" Another headshot.

"I didn't ask for details, did I? In any case, you've proven to me that you're Flame Army. And so ends your usefulness." I said, putting a round in each of the remaining soldiers' heads.

The surrounding villagers looked on, scared out of their skins, almost as if I'd either turn on them, or have my Pokemon kill them. But what they didn't expect was that we would just turn and leave, heading due North for Flame Army's encampment.


Continued in Chapter Thirteen…

A/N: Very bloody at the end there, very bloody indeed. It seems as though the Pokemon have shed their innocence about how they attack humans, and Scott miraculously got revived by Arceus. What Era will the group be propelled into next? More in chapters to come…

- UBE Chief