"Is this it?" Blake had to shout to be heard over the roaring motors, but Jordan managed to hear him and nodded. They coasted the next hundred yards and slowed as they approached the sandy shore. The jet skis sputtered for a moment before dying, and Blake and Jordan both climbed off of their skis.
"God, I'm sore." Blake stretched himself out, yawning as he did. "So, we're here. What do we do?"
"Uh, Professor Birch didn't really say. Something about a special bond."
"Think we should make out?" Blake winked at her, managing to dodge the punch she threw.
"Shut up. If there is a legendary Pokémon here, there's probably a relic of some sort, like the one in the forest. I guess we explore for now." She motioned towards the interior of the island, and began to lead the way. The island was mostly barren, with cliffs lining it. The plant life was limited to some small plants and a few lonely trees. It was strangely noiseless, in almost an eerie fashion. Without thinking, Blake stepped closer to Jordan as they hiked up a small, rocky path. Blake took the lead as the path began to spiral to a peak, with Jordan following closely behind.
"Be careful, it's pretty narrow." Blake commented as they reached a short ledge. He tossed his bag across the gap, then put his back to the cliffside and began sliding across the narrow ledge. It wasn't a large gap, and only took a few seconds to traverse. Jordan tossed her bag to him, and he placed it on the ground, reaching out to give a hand if necessary. As soon as he did, Jordan slipped and lost her footing, panicking and reaching for his outstretched arm. Blake gasped and grabbed her hand, pulling her into himself before she could fall. The two tumbled backwards, landing on the bags.
"Ow." Jordan opened her eyes and looked into Blake's face. She blinked quickly, before realizing that she must be on top of him and rolled off in a panic, nearly toppling off the larger ledge they were now on.
"Take it easy." Blake grabbed her again, helping her into a sitting position. They both took a deep breath. "Let's just move slowly. Not that I mind being so close to you, but I'd prefer we didn't keep using the same lead up. Jordan rolled her eyes, but nodded. They stood. "Alright. Carefully this time." He started to lead the way up the peak again. The rest of the hike was uneventful compared to the first leg, much to their pleasure. The top of the peak was flat, and only about thirty feet across. It wasn't hard to see what the point of this mountain was: two similar stone pillars sat in the center of the peak. They were only a couple of feet high, and one looked to be slightly smaller than the other. As they moved closer, Blake noticed what looked like runes carved into the pillars.
"Think these are relics?" he asked.
"Yeah. They look a little different than the one in the forest, but I'd say these are it. I just don't know what we should do to trigger them."
"The offer from before still stands." Blake wasn't quick enough to dodge this time, earning a solid punch to the shoulder.
"I was kidding.." He winced, rubbing his arm. "I don't know, though. It's be a start if we knew what these markings meant." Blake absentmindedly rubbed the markings on the larger stone. Jordan touched the other pillar, running a finger over one of the runes carved in it. As soon as she did, both stones began to glow: the smaller one was a brilliant red, and the larger was a deep blue.
"I think we did it." The stones began to glow as if they were heating up, and the ground shook lightly. Jordan moved closer to Blake, who put his arm around her. They both watched the relics cautiously, when the lights died suddenly and the ground ceased shaking.
"Uh. What?"
"That was anticlimactic." Jordan let out her breath, making Blake realize he had been holding his own. They stood for a moment, watching the unmoving rocks. With no noticeable change, they faced each other, blank expressions on their faces.
"I guess.. I guess they're not here anymore." He sighed and turned with Jordan to face the path back down to the beach.
"AAH!" Both trainers shouted, falling to the ground as they faced the two levitating Pokémon, who watched curiously. Both looked like a mix between a bird and a reptile, having what looked like wings that didn't flap as they floated in front of the trainers. The difference between the two was the markings: the smaller had red markings and the larger of the two was blue, just like the stones that had been glowing moments before. Blake's heart was racing from the surprise factor, but he was the first to recover from the shock.
"Uh.. Hi. I'm Blake." He nudged Jordan, who jumped before blinking rapidly to clear her confusion.
"I'm Jordan." The two Pokémon floated closer as if they were inspecting the two humans in front of them.
"Why are you here?" The voice echoed in Blake's mind, like Suicune's had in the Icy Path. There was no physical indication as to which Pokémon was speaking, but both trainers knew that it had to be one of them. The voice sounded slightly masculine, and Blake assumed it was the larger blue one.
"We need your help. There are evil humans that are up to no good, and they want to come and capture the Pokémon from all the myths. They mean you harm, as long as they can harness your power." Jordan started to explain.
"This, we know." A slightly lighter voice, with a touch of gentleness and sorrow. "I am Latias, and he is Latios. We have heard of the evil humans."
"What is to prove that you are not evil?" The male voice spoke again.
"Don't be absurd. You can sense their motives as much as I can." Latias spoke mentally to her brother, allowing the trainers to hear as well. Latios bowed his head towards her.
"Yes. But I wish to hear what they plan to do with us."
"We're not going to do anything with you!" Blake interjected. "We're asking for your help! You're free to ignore us, but as condescending as it sounds, we're your only hope right now!" Latios jumped forward into Blake's face.
"Do you think, boy, that we, who have stood the test of time centuries before you were even thought of, require YOUR help?" Anger was evident although the mental voice remained level.
"Yes." Blake stood his ground. "And we need you. The evil ones are more powerful than we can handle right now, and you won't be able to take them on alone either. Work with us." The Pokémon looked at each other, shutting the humans out of the conversation.
"We will not go with you." Latios said.
"But we will be there for you," Latias continued, "when the time comes. Goodbye." Neither Blake nor Jordan knew what happened, as the two Pokémon seemingly vanished without a trace.
"Uh. I guess that's a success?" Blake looked at Jordan, who shrugged.
"I don't see what more we can do. We'll have to take their word for it. Should we camp here for the night? It's late."
"Yeah." They started unpacking their gear. "Hey, look. A shooting star."
Above an island miles away, a meteor streaked through the sky. Two uniformed men watched as it came hurtling towards them, but didn't move at all. It moved closer and closer, glowing from the intense heat it was radiating. It sped towards the land, but still the men remained. The impact caused both to cover their faces, but as the shockwave died down, they moved closer to the meteor. The stone was glowing still, and seemed to be bubbling.
"It's a good thing your calculations were correct. I'm a damn fool for trusting you, but it's a good thing you were right."
"What would you have done if we had been hit? It's not like you could have done worse." The second man grabbed some sort of small microchip. "Now, to take care of this." The meteor continued to bubble, and seemed to evaporate. The men weren't shocked at all: they had been expecting as much. The man holding the chip tossed it at the forming liquid mass of orange goo. The chip disappeared into the liquid, and the men turned, not even bothering to watch the humanoid shape take form.
"That was easy." The first man spoke.
"Don't get lazy. The others won't be so easy." Finally, the fully formed humanoid hovered behind the men. It stood as high as either man, but was made of different colors of semi-solid material: orange, green, and black.
"Come, Deoxys."