A/N: Ahhhh longest chapter I've written for this story so far, so enjoy it. I really don't know what to put on these little notes before you read the chapter, I guess just enjoy it and THANK YOU SO MUCH for the reviews! They make me smile alot and it's nice to see people reading the story!

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Chapter Fourteen: Drew Vs. Clifford

June 22nd.

Like many nights before, Drew found himself still wide awake as the sun begun to rise up in the sky. The storm had calmed throughout the night and left a clear start to what was going to be a tiring day. A streetlamp near his window had been flickering on and off until the sun begun to break out of the clouds and rise into the air. Drew watched the sunrise as if it were to calm himself from what hell he was going to be put through today.

Ever since Meowth had shown up and Kaori had revealed her true intentions, Drew didn't know how he was going to resolve anything. He didn't want to lose against Clifford Miles after he'd been doing so many crimes, but he had to because otherwise May wouldn't be released.

Drew walked through the busy streets of the city toward the Stadium. He hadn't bothered to look for Max or anyone else, he just wanted to be alone to reflect on the situation and find a way where he wouldn't have to lose against Clifford. The only thing that Drew could find as a way out of letting Clifford win was to somehow get The Phantom to break the deal with Clifford, but how could Drew find information like that? May had told him that Phillip was working with the Phantom, and Clifford had a deal with the Phantom, so who exactly was The Phantom? Why would an assassin work for or even with someone like Phillip, and why would Clifford be involved?

Drew had been running his thoughts over and over through his head but the only conclusion as to who the Phantom was came to one person, But there was no possible way it could be the person he thought it was, or could there?

The Stadium was already busy, full of Journalists, Fans, Various Important Gym Leaders from all over the regions were already sat in seats. Drew had walked backstage so that he wouldn't be hounded by Fan girls and various members of the press, he didn't want to face anyone as he was about to deliberately lose to someone who didn't deserve to win.

Drew walked around the Backstage of the Stadium looking for rooms that weren't occupied by Journalists talking into the camera about the battle that was going to take place or fan girls that had been waiting around for hours to catch a glimpse of their favourite Coordinators. Unfortunately, He'd been walking for a while until he turned a corner to see a group of girls crowded around looking around as if they were waiting for someone. As soon as they caught a glimpse of Drew they all ran toward him as he stood there quietly scolding himself on why he'd gone somewhere to easily accessible to idiots like this.

"Drew! Drew! You're my idol!" One of them said, jumping up and down with a notepad and paper in her hands.

"You're my idol, too!" Another joined in to stand beside the girl that was jumping up and down, "I started my career as a coordinator because of you!"

"If I was old enough to be a pokemon trainer I'd want to be just like you, Drew!"

Drew rolled his eyes at them all. He was never one to be nice and kind to people who obsessed over him, he preferred people that would just treat him like a normal person, people like May.

One of the girls shoved a pen and paper into his hands, "Will you please sign this for me?"

Drew decided the best way to get rid of them would be to oblige with what they wanted, whether it was some stupid autograph or not. He decided as soon as he'd finished with one autograph he'd tell them he needed to train, or something else where they couldn't follow him to. Drew had heard the girl tell him her name but by the time he'd written his own signature he'd forgotten what she'd told him and hastily handed her notepad and pen back to her. As Drew was about to make his escape, another fan girl walked up to him, shoving another notepad in his face.

"Please sign this, Drew!" She squealed, "I've been a fan for years!"

"Wouldn't any of you girls want an autograph from me?" Said a voice from behind Drew.

At first Drew was glad for the interruption until he saw who it was, Clifford Miles.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Drew asked angrily.

Before Clifford could answer, the fan girls were all over him like bees to honey.

"Clifford!" One of them squealed, "I love you so much! You're the best coordinator there is, and you're so handsome too!"

Clifford ran a hand through his perfect blonde hair and smirked at the girls, "One at a time ladies, It's a pleasure to meet you all"

The girls all screamed with joy, jumping up and down and handing Clifford various notepads and books to sign. Drew watched as Clifford signed all of the notebooks, smiling and joking with the fan girls.

One girl stepped forward through the crowd, "Clifford! I brought you a pair of left-handed scissors, because I read that article in Pokemon Weekly where you spoke about how you can never find products for left-handed people. And I saw these and just thought of you!"

Clifford smiled brightly at the girl, taking the left-handed scissors off her, "Thank you. I'm very honoured"

Drew stifled a fit of laughter at the obsessed Fan Girls, this didn't last long as it ended up turning to rage after a few moments.

"What the hell are you here for?" Drew asked, his fists clenched.

"Come now, Drew" Clifford smirked, "I need to speak with you privately"

Drew glared at Clifford, unwilling to go with him but being faced with spending hours with a group of fan girls wasn't something he was looking forward to doing.

"Drew! Can you sign all of these? I have a hundred pictures of you-"

Before hearing anything else he reluctantly agreed to Clifford and they walked away hastily from the fan girls to another area backstage. Clifford stopped as they reached a backstage room and leant against the wall, looking at Drew with an all knowing smile on his face.

"Shouldn't you be thanking me for helping you back there?" Clifford asked.

Drew glared at him, "What should I be thanking you for?"

"I'm a good friend to you, Drew" Clifford smiled.

"You're not such a good friend to Jordan, are you? With you trying to kill him and everything?"

There was a brief silence while Drew thought that he'd finally caught Clifford out at a moment where he'd confess to it all.

Clifford laughed a little, "Dude. I don't know what you're talking about"

Drew looked at him in shock, he was trying to put on some stupid little act that would make him seem innocent. He couldn't blame him, he'd been getting other people to do his dirty work for him so he wouldn't have any reason to be acting guilty over something he didn't technically do.

"Yes, you do!" Drew insisted, "I know you hired The Phantom to get rid of Jordan so that you could become the next Top Coordinator"

Clifford smirked, "Like, I don't know what you're talking about. There would have to be a bigger reason than that for me to get someone to kill a guy. Come on, Drew. I'm not that bad"

"But you- You're a member of Team Rocket!" Drew shouted.

Clifford shook his head, "Where's your proof of that, exactly?"

Drew felt his face flush red with frustration, he had to be able to get some information out of Clifford, somehow he knew it would come to revealing something he didn't want to. Drew had put the photos he'd found in his back pocket, before he thought over whether it was a good idea or not, he took out the photo Clifford had dropped the other day, and held it in front of his face.

"This photo is why you needed to do it" Drew smirked triumphantly, "You knew Jordan had this photo, which would definitely make you seem like Jessie or Daniel Casey's killer, right?"

Clifford looked taken aback, "How did you know about them-"

"-Or" Drew said, interrupting Clifford with a sinister smirk on his face, enjoying every moment of bringing Clifford down, "This photo wasn't the only thing you know Jordan might have had possession of. That information about Phillip Masters was known to have been taken by someone at the scene of those murders, you tracked it down to Jordan and decided to get it for yourself so that you could blackmail Phillip Masters and The Phantom, right?"

Clifford looked at Drew, bemused for a second. As soon as Drew felt his victory come, it had been destroyed in a second as Clifford burst out laughing sinisterly.

"Oh, Drew" Clifford chuckled, "You've really done your research on me, and for that, congratulations. But you still, have no idea"

Drew was slightly taken aback, it was like the arrogant, pretty-boy Clifford Miles had just changed before his eyes.

"I think it's about time you know the real me, Drew" Clifford laughed hysterically, "And to think I tried to act like the naïve, innocent coordinator all this time just so you could feel good about losing to me. I should've just cut that out the moment I saw you, I knew you were a clever one"

"So you.. you're admitting it?" Drew asked, "You were in Team Rocket? You tried to kill Jordan?"

"That idiot" Clifford laughed louder, "If it weren't for his petty hatred toward me I would never have known who had taken that picture, and all that information. You see, with him hanging around me, using all of my past against me, I could easily get people to look into who stole the information that day, it all came down to him. I wasn't even planning on getting it but then he and I were together at the Grand Festival, and I had Kaori with me, and I thought 'How Perfect to destroy his entire legacy'. You know, if I'd have known better I would have done the same for you, Drew. You've become quite a problem for me"

"You- You-" Drew couldn't think of any words to say, "How could you-"

Clifford smirked, "It was all far too easy. Phillip Masters and I have had quite the friendship since six years ago. And The Phantom, well he isn't exactly what you'd call a threat. Phillip, however, he has all these people at his disposal, as soon as I slipped into the conversation that Jordan Coran, out of all people, had that important information about him, he ordered Jordan's death as simple as that. It's hilarious because, all those years ago, whatever Kaori or that pathetic Team Rocket member Meowth has told you are all only what they could see at the time, it wasn't what really happened"

"What did happen?" Drew asked curiously.

"They both got what they deserved, in the end" Clifford looked at Drew intensely, "Daniel Casey had been holding onto that information for so long Phillip Masters just had to get rid of him. And Jessie, well her deal with Daniel Casey became what was to be the end of her pathetic, short life"

Drew's eyes widened, "Why did Jessie have a deal with Daniel?!"

"Jessie had used many of Team Rockets members and valuable time to help regain that information for Daniel Casey, and helped him track down Phillip, in return Team Rocket would have gained the award the Police Force had offered for the arrest of Phillip Masters" Clifford begun to laugh a little more, "Unfortunately for her, Team Rocket had sent out another member to get rid of her, she'd used up too much time and it looked like they were never going to get the award, so it was easier to kill her than waste more time."

"So Jessie was killed by another Team Rocket member?" Drew asked, "But I thought it was James that killed her?"

Clifford looked at Drew for a second before actually bowing to him, "I commend you on the research you've done for this. But I have to tell you, it's no use. James is the most likely suspect for the murder, he woke up with a knife in his left hand, with Phillip asking him why he'd done such a terrible deed." Clifford leant closer to Drew, a sneer on his face, "Think about it. Why would James kill someone he cared for so much? In fact, the amount he cared for Jessie was his downfall. He's been working with Phillip for years now, just to punish himself on the terrible crime he's committed"

Drew stood for a moment before looking at Clifford in horror, "James is.. James is The Phantom?!"

Clifford clapped sarcastically, "Well done, Drew. I didn't have to spell it out for you, at least. You make me laugh the way you've only just realized that you are absolutely nothing in comparison to this entire situation. Getting mixed up in all of this for your little girl friend is a sweet thing to do but it'll never help anything, especially when this has nothing to do with you"

"What did you do on that day, when Jessie and Daniel died? Why did you need to kill Jordan for that information and photograph he got from that day?!" Drew asked in desperation, "Tell me!"

Clifford backed out to the entrance of the room so he and Drew were standing over a metre apart.

"Do you believe in the kindness of human nature, Drew? Do you believe that evil doesn't happen unless it's provoked?"

Drew nodded, "Of course I do"

"Well then, forget what you believe in" Clifford laughed, "I've worn this stupid mask of a arrogant, naïve coordinator for too long. If you want to know who I really am, and what really happened on that day, look at your evidence, look at what you're found, forget everything you believe in. I think I'm ready to introduce him, now"

"Introduce... Who?" Drew asked, bemused.

"The real Clifford Miles!" Clifford shouted, before bursting into hysterical laughter, "People like you are the reason I'm where I am today. You believe in the good side of Human Nature, you forgive me for everything I could do to anyone if I just give you all some huge sob story about how I'm just a poor guy mixed up in all of this. I helped Phillip Masters make James think he's the poor guy that killed one of his closest friends. Well, to set this record straight, Phillip played right into my hands, and so did James, everyone does."

Drew stepped toward Clifford, "This is all your fault- All those people that died, they died because of you!"

Clifford nodded, "I've never dirtied my own hands but I sure as hell have dirtied everyone else's. In that room, everyone was fighting each other, that Rocket guy they sent from Team Rocket to get me and make sure the others were doing their job properly played right into my hands, too, by attacking her and catching himself on camera doing it. All of this just makes life that little bit more interesting, don't you think?"

"Why would you do such a thing? You don't need anything from these people!" Drew shouted.

"I don't trust a single soul in this world, especially people like Phillip Masters. But if I could hold information over the heads of every single criminal, I would never have a chance of being harmed. All people are, are pawns in this little game of mine. Drew, you've walked right into your assigned role. I suppose you could beat me now, you could tell everyone what I did, but your little friend would get killed, so you can't. Good luck, Drew"

Clifford turned on his heel and ran out of the room, Drew heard his feet run down the corridor until there was nothing but silence. He leant against the wall, where Clifford had been just a moment ago. What was he going to do, now? Clifford was even more involved that he'd already thought he was, he'd actually framed James for it, and helped Phillip Masters. He'd tried to kill Jordan for the information on Phillip Masters so he could blackmail him. There was no end to the evil deeds he'd done, and no-one could know about them, because that would mean May would end up dead.

As Drew was stuck in his thoughts, he didn't notice anyone enter the room until they stood right in front of his eyes. And from one person he hated to another, Dean was stood there. This time, he didn't have his usual arrogant smirk, or his usual sarcastic phrases to make Drew feel like dirt. He actually had a concerned look on his face, his arms crossed tightly across his chest.

"And so, here comes the missing piece of the puzzle" Dean sighed, looking at Drew, "I couldn't help but overhear"

"What do you care?" Drew asked, "I'm getting May back, so everything is fine. Just leave me alone"

"It was become very clear just who The Phantom was" Dean shook his head, "Even he was being played along, all these years"

"This is bad.." Drew shook his head, "This is really bad.."

Dean was holding files in his hand, and held them out for Drew to take, "Brock gave me these. He told me to find you and give you them, Kaori also put some extra information in the file for you to work it all out. Only you can decide where to go from here"

"I- I can't do this" Drew said, "I can't lose against Clifford. I have to tell someone what he's done. I can't let him get away with it-"

"-Then May's situation will only get worse-"

Drew put his head in his hands, "Even if I let Clifford win, in the end I still lose"

Dean looked at Drew for a moment, "Then you must decide, Drew"

"How can I stop the kidnapping and show everyone who Clifford Miles really is? He's got everyone believing he's some kind of good guy when he's not-"

Dean shook his head, "Unless you find a way for James to discover he didn't kill Jessie or to discover he'd been set up by Phillip and Clifford, or a way for Clifford to want to call off this final part of his contract with The Phantom, then you have to lose"

Drew shook his head, "How can I prove everything Clifford's just told me?"

"The files will help you" Dean said, "You need to untangle one part of this thread and it'll all come apart easily. You just need to bluff about some event that happened on that day, and hope it'll lead you to an answer you need"

"But what if I fail..?" Drew asked sadly.

Dean shook his head, "Pull yourself together, Drew! If you just decide you'll fail before you even try anything then Clifford was right, he's been playing this game against people who believe in the good side of human nature! Pause everything you believe in and let's try to beat this guy at his own game!"

"If I'm going to do that" Drew paused, "I'll need someone to battle for me, just until I figure this out. Will you do it for me, Dean?"

Dean looked taken aback. Drew himself wasn't sure why he'd asked Dean, out of all people.

"Isn't that against the rules?" Dean asked.

"Explain to them that there's something I must do, before I resume the battle, so you have to battle for me" Drew said, looking at the file in his hand, "I have to put this right, I can't let Clifford get away with everything he's done"

Dean nodded his head, "I'll extend the match for as long as possible, this one has no time limit, and you've just got to knock out the other person's pokemon"

Drew looked at Dean for a moment, "You'd better go out and battle now, I'll go speak to James and try to convince him he's not to blame for Jessie"

Dean walked out the room and down to the stadium without a word so that Drew could get on with everything he needed to do. Without hesitation, Drew opened the files and took out the reports he needed and the photos he'd kept in his back pocket all this time. He didn't even think about how he was terrible at reading, he just thought of how he could help May.

The Television was on in the room, which would usually be a room where the contestants in the Grand Festival would wait for their next battles, he'd sat in front of the TV like a little kid would trying to get as close as possible to the thing. He looked up at it every few moments to see what he would be watching if he was in the main stadium. He watched until Dean ran out onto the stage and then looked back to the files he needed to read.

There has to be something here that I can bluff on, Drew thought, There has to be something I've overlooked somewhere, just a little, tiny detail I can research..

Drew took out the photos he'd found in Jordan's room. Laying them out on the floor in time order and comparing them to the file he was reading about the murder. Daniel was killed at 3.20, Jessie was stabbed, and killed at 3.45, there was a twenty-five minute gap between their deaths, and a forty minute gap between when Jessie had died and when the Police were called to the scene. There had to be something within the timing of that day that would help him.

There was no-one he could truly cross out as the possible killer, but what was strange about the situation is that Clifford Miles and James had exited the room with blood over them. Phillip Masters as he exited the room with James at 4.20, what was odd was in one of the photos Jordan was seen walking down the corridor at 4.10. Before he could think of anything else he remembered that Jordan went to the scene and was knocked out before Kaori came into the room and called the Police.

Drew put his head in his hands, all of these were just dead ends. He would've figured it out by now if he was there on the day, but he hadn't been. Most of the people that were there were impossible to talk to, and probably wouldn't tell him the truth anyway.

"Hi Drew" Said a voice from above him, What was with people he hated turning up to talk to him these days?

"Oh, it's you" He said, looking up at Kaori.

Kaori sat down next to Drew, facing him, "I know you don't trust me, Drew. But I want to help you work faster, if Dean wins against Clifford it's not going to look pleasant for us"

Drew hadn't been looking at the television, but as he did he noticed that Dean looked like he was actually on an advantage to Clifford, who appeared to be angry that Dean was fighting for Drew.
Kaori looked through the files and took one out about Jessie's autopsy, Drew shuddered at the thought of something so vile.

"If you're going to find something, it'll be in here, forget about the photographs and who came and went that day, that isn't important because you don't know what happened before they entered or left that room" Kaori said, flicking through the file and stopping on a page, "Look at this"

Drew pulled a face, he disliked talking or reading about death and how people die, he found it to be quite disgusting and here he was having to go through all this reading about how someone died six years ago. He looked at the paragraph Kaori had pointed at and begun to realize why she'd said to look at how Jessie had died instead of timing.

"Jessica Bishop suffered from bruising around her entire body, the most severe bruising was found on the bottom of her back, possibly from a fall. From the way the stab wound and head trauma was inflicted it is believed that Jessica was hit on the head with a hard, blunt object firstly, then stabbed in her lower abdomen area. However, tests have come out inconclusive as to which came first" Drew read out loud.

"Are you starting to see where you'll find something, now?" Kaori asked Drew, "You need to tackle this from a different angle, forget about who came and left the room"

"Does this autopsy report have details about what kind of person would've delivered the blunt trauma to her head and the stab wound?"

"What do you mean?" Kaori asked, confused.

"Well" Drew looked confused himself, "Is it possible to see if someone left-handed hit Jessie or not?"

Kaori nodded, "It should be in the report somewhere. It's quite easy to tell if someone had hit someone with their right or left hand because of the angle the object has been hit on the person"

Drew scanned his eyes through the report, his eyes widening as he read on.

"What is it?" Kaori asked.

"It says that when she received the blunt object to her head, it was possibly delivered by a left handed person. But the stabbing was done by someone with their right hand"

"So it was two different people?" Kaori looked at the report, "That'd mean that Phillip didn't do it all himself"

"Unless-" Drew suddenly had a thought, "Unless the stab wound didn't kill her. The stab wound was just to pinpoint the murder clearly onto someone else"

"But that's preposterous!" Kaori exclaimed, "There was a room full of people, that couldn't happen"

"Yes, it could" Drew said, "Everyone woke up and exited the room at different times, didn't they? So who's to say that not everyone was unconscious, and one or two people were awake to extract their plan to pinpoint the blame on someone different?"

"But-" Kaori took the file off Drew, looking through it carefully, "How could that happen-"

Drew sighed, "Jessie was stabbed at 3.45, right?"

"Right.. Where are you going with this?"

"But when did she get the blunt object hit to her head?"

"I- I don't know?"

"So, suppose Jessie died from getting hit over the head with a blunt object, and the stabbing was all a clever rouse to frame someone else for her murder, wouldn't you say that's a possibility?"

Kaori looked like she was thinking for a moment until she nodded, "That's actually quite possible. I can't believe Jessie and Daniel actually died together"

"They both had blunt objects hitting their head, right?" Drew asked, "Perhaps no-one thought they were dead at first?"

"Maybe" Kaori said, "It's not just that"

"What?"

"Jessie and my brother, they were very close"

"Because of that deal Jessie had with him, right?" Drew asked.

Kaori shook her head, "Perhaps, they were more of a couple"

"WHAT?!" Drew shouted, making Kaori jump a little, he laughed sheepishly, "Sorry, I won't shout again"

"My brother had fallen for her, perhaps because of the time they'd spent together because of that deal. But then this happened and they were both killed by that horrible man and his horrible jealousy"

Drew was confused, "You're making this sound like it's James that killed them, though?"

"Phillip Masters had used Jessie in the past so he could get access to various Team Rocket bases and hide outs. He'd even pretended to be a good guy in front of Daniel so he could fool everyone. But his jealousy for Jessie finding happiness was too much, especially when she was working hard to find out his well-kept secrets" Kaori said gloomily.

"Do you know who has the information?" Drew asked.

"No-one does. There are only rumours left" Kaori said.

"What could be so important to Phillip Masters that he had to kill people to get the information?" Drew wondered.

"I honestly don't know." Kaori looked like she was in deep thought, "However, Phillip Masters hasn't always been called that, he changed his name years ago. The rumour is that it's something about his previous life that Daniel had found. Whoever has it has hidden it well"

"If anyone has it" Drew corrected her.

Kaori looked at Drew for a moment, then at the television, "I hope the Phantom gets in contact soon"

Drew looked at the television to see Dean on his knees, his aquamarine hair falling over his face and his body looked like it was shaking uncontrollably. Cliffords pokemon were almost knocked out while Deans had taken no damage whatsoever.

At just the right moment, the phone began to ring. Drew sighed in relief and answered it.

"Hello, D-Drew here" Drew stuttered, getting nervous even talking to James.

"Well then, Mr Kurain. Do you think you'll be able to get Clifford a well deserved victory?" There was a pause, "Obviously not because you've sent someone else onto the stage"

Drew didn't reply.

"What's the matter, Drew? I don't sense your desperation this time"

"Why are you holding May hostage for Clifford Miles? Why her?" Drew asked, the anger building up inside already.

"Don't misunderstand this situation, Mr Kurain. This man is my client and a friend. This is what I call "insurance" in case anything is to go wrong"

"Insurance?" Drew asked.

"We were supposed to get rid of Jordan and get the information he sought so desperately
. Unfortunately that girl was onto us, and the Grand Festival changed their policy on if coordinators cannot keep their title. My client was also questioned in relation to this attempted murder, this is why I had to somehow get you to lose these battles and then take the suspicion away from Mr Miles and onto someone else for the time being"

"Who?"

The Phantom laughed, "Kaori Casey is a very nosy girl, don't you think? What she's done to prevent the murder has actually helped me point the finger at her. I always set out what I intend to do, Drew. As The Phantom my name sends fear in the hearts of so many. If you fail to keep up your end of the bargain.."

"No!" Drew exclaimed, "May!"

"-It would be my duty, as The Phantom, to see that she receives a everlasting sleep, if you understand. Now, if you excuse me-"

"Wait!" Drew shouted, there was no other time he could do this, he had to tell him now as Dean had nearly won the battle, "I know who you really are"

There was a small pause, "E-Excuse me?"

"James. I know it's you. You didn't kill Jessie" Drew said desperately, "You have to believe me. Jessie was killed by a blunt trauma to her head. Did you hit her over the head with an object?"

"N-No.. How did you know-"

"-Let me speak, please!" Drew exclaimed, "The person who hit her over the left with the blunt object that killed her, was left handed. Are you left handed?"

"No, I'm not" James said slowly, "All I remember is pushing her to the ground, I thought that was how I'd killed her and I'd blacked out everything else-"

Before Drew could say another word, the entire situation had been brought to light as he was speaking, Clifford's fan girls had revealed far too much earlier. Especially the way they spoke about him being left handed. It was all far too simple.

"Clifford Miles is left handed" Drew said simply, "You may have knocked Jessie down. But that's all you did. Someone else stabbed Jessie thinking she was unconscious and decided to pin the blame on you without realizing she'd already been killed. Who told you you'd killed her?"

"Phillip Masters" Came the quiet voice at the other end of the line, who was beginning to sound more like a normal person instead of The Phantom.

"Clifford Miles killed her and Phillip Masters pinned the blame on you!" Drew exclaimed, "They've both been playing with you all these years. There's no bond of trust between either of you, they're just using you, James"

There was another momentary pause, "I will be bringing May to the side of the stage as soon as the match has ended. I suggest you finish winning your match now"

"What about Clifford and Phillip? Do you believe me?" Drew asked.

"I have a tape in my possession; I wish to watch it before passing final judgement." There was a pause, "But rest assured, Clifford and Phillip will be taken care of"

"Can I speak to May?" Drew asked.

"Of course" James said.

There was a few moments before May spoke, "Drew! Drew! You did it!"

"Yeah, I did" He smiled, "I missed you"

"I missed you too, Drew" There was a pause, "I'm… So… HUNGRY!"

Drew laughed, "You'll be with all your friends in a minute, we'll take you out for a meal as soon as you get here"

"Thank you, Drew" May said brightly, "I knew you'd find the truth out in the end"

"Did you know this all along?" Drew asked.

"No" May said, "I just could never believe James would kill Jessie, it wasn't possible for him to do that to her. Anyway, you'd better go win the match"

"Yes, I'll see you soon, May" Drew smiled and ended the call.

Drew turned around and handed the phone to Kaori.

"Get everyone else to watch the match and come to the side of the stage at the end of the match." Drew said excitedly, "I'll see you in a few minutes"

Drew ran through the backstage area of the stadium feeling elated and excited, as he ran out onto the stage he was met by huge cheers and screams from all around him. Drew reached Dean, who looked up at Drew hopefully.

"Did you manage to do it?" Dean asked.

"I did" Drew said, "If you don't mind, Dean. I can take care of this"

Dean called his pokemon back into their pokeballs and walked to the side of the stage to watch Drew, as he stood there Kaori and the others arrived at the side of the stage to watch Drew's victory. Clifford only had Solrock remaining, so Drew brought out only one pokemon.

"Well Well Well, We can't be mismatched, can we?" Drew asked, "Roselia! Let's win this!"

Roselia came out to face the tired-looking Solrock. Drew smirked at how easy this was going to be.

"S-Solrock!" Clifford shouted, beginning to look worried, "Cosmic Power!"

Drew stood there, doing nothing, while Clifford laughed.

"How pathetic! You won't even do anything!" Clifford shouted, "How boring of you Drew. This is going to be easier than I thought"

Because of how much damage Solrock had taken, it moved at a slower pace than usual. It moved so slowly that Drew was able to simply stand there, wondering what finishing move he could do that would knock Solrock out for sure. As Solrock was just inches away from Roselia, Drew finally spoke, deciding to make things just a little harder for Clifford.

"Dodge it, Roselia!" Drew shouted, smirking at Clifford Miles, "How about we use Stun Spore!"

Roselia jumped high into the air to avoid the attack Solrock was about to inflict, then used Stun Spore from that height so Solrock couldn't avoid it. This caused Solrock to stop moving. Clifford watched from the other side of the stage in shock.

"Solrock!" Clifford shouted angrily, "Move! Move right now!"

It was obvious Solrock could hear Clifford, it was just impossible for it to do what it was told at this moment in time. Drew flicked his head to the side arrogantly, as if he was playing up to the crowd.

"Finish off with Petal Dance" Drew sneered at Clifford, "And make sure it's a strong one"

Clifford looked on hopelessly as Roselia performed a perfectly executed Petal Dance, stronger that it's usual ones, Solrock had disappeared amongst the strong burst of petals for a moment. As the Petal Dance went on, the Stun Spore had worn off and Solrock dropped to the ground, defeated. Drew bowed to the crowd as a giant roar went up for him.

Drew looked at Clifford, "Now, that was far too easy"

The MC from the Grand Festival awards ceremony, Madeline, ran out to Drew in shock.

"And Drew is the winner!" Shouted Madeline, "Let's all give it up for Drew!"

Drew smiled at the crowd, bowing as their cheers became louder and louder. As he looked around to the side of the stage, he noticed Kaori and the others standing by one side entrance to the stage, and a familiar girl standing at a side entrance that was only a few metres away from the last one.

"Thank you" Drew said calmly, "I apologize but I- I have to go"

"You have to.. go?" Madeline asked, turning to the crowd, "We will resume with the award giving in an hours time, stay tuned everyone!"

Drew smiled at Madeline gratefully one more time and turned to run to where May was standing beside a creepy looking figure Drew could only imagine was The Phantom. The others had noticed where Drew was headed and begun to walk down the corridor toward May. As Drew reached her, he noticed she looked paler than usual, and like she hadn't slept in days. It was hard to notice these things after she smiled brightly at Drew, her entire face lighting up at the sight of him, it was like she hadn't been gone at all.

"Hello, Drew" She said calmly, "Have you missed me?"