In the deepest and darkest part of Petalburg Woods, urban folklore speaks of an old abandoned mansion inhabited with tons of rare Pokemon. Having returned from her journey and quest to become the greatest Pokemon coordinator in her lifetime, May Maple ventures once again inside the unchartered lands of the forest of a thousand mysteries after receiving an inexplicable phone call from 66 Perrault Drive. But by the time she finds out that something terrifying lurks within the shadows of the manor, the dice will have been cast…and it will be a six.

Lightning and Sword Fan Fiction Productions, in association with Hell March Studios, proudly present a four-part OVA.

"An Infatuated May: The Ridiculous Kind of Love—Episode 666"

This may be the last time we'll ever see May again.

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A/N: Viewer discretion advised. I disclaim Pokemon (if I did, things would have gone way differently). This story contains 500 percent of your recommended daily dose of Advanceshipping. Enjoy.

Act One: Rolling the Dice

Location: Maple Residence, Petalburg City

Good evening, mortals. Your Doctor Love that you adored every single day of your pathetic mortal life has met his demise. I, Doctor Vlad, have sucked the life out of him and have taken over this radio program for the rest of eternity. All of you who are tuned in to this station will now listen to the best hits this season of fright and terror has to offer. Let us start off by the newest hit single from the Blood Ravens entitled "Brain Damage". Now, I shall vanish in the depths of oblivion and strike on an unsuspecting victim tonight. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…!

May didn't turn the radio off; instead, she pumped up the volume because one of her favorite rock bands was playing her favorite song. She laid down flat on her cozy bed and watched the dangling jack-o-lanterns outside her window. She had just returned recently from her master quest in Johto along with her trusted Glaceon, curling up beside her. Tonight was the start of the season of fright and terror. Max went out in his cliché ghost costume to collect juvenile taxes door to door and promised his parents to return before supper time. Caroline was cooking up a feast tonight to celebrate her beautiful little daughter's return. Although May would have to leave sooner or later to continue her journey to become the best, it didn't matter. She came home with the welfare of her family in mind—end of story.

"Time for dinner, May…" Her mother cried downstairs.

"Just a minute, Mom…" The brunette coordinator got up from her bed and turned off the radio where the song was already halfway done. Glaceon rose its head up and jumped off from her bed to follow her downstairs.

As soon as she was already outside her room, the telephone on the end of the corridor rang. The call could be from anyone for anyone. Before descent, she walked up to the ringing phone and picked up the handset. She and Glaceon were all alone in the dark corridor but that was the least of their worries.

"Hello, Maple Residence…"

"Good evening, this is the Pokemon Contest Coordinating Council (PCCC). Can I speak with Ms. May Maple?"

"Speaking…"

"A pleasant evening to you, Ms. Maple; we would like to invite you as one of our guest speakers to the Pokemon Coordinator Convention tomorrow morning at 66 Perrault Drive. We would like to hear and share your experience as a top coordinator to the novices that will be at the event."

"Wow, I don't know what to say…that's kind of flattering. Sure, I'll be there."

"Thank you very much. Have a pleasant evening…"

The thing about May is she tends to accept impromptu invitations without knowing the details first as long as the idea interests her as much as winning a contest ribbon. While she walked downstairs wearing a smile, Glaceon was starting to feel the eerie wind blowing. Its trainer failed to take notice.

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Location: 66 Perrault Drive, Petalburg Woods's inner sanctum

When she arrived in front of the venue of the convention, somehow it didn't feel right obviously. What idiot would hold a large-scale convention inside a dilapidated, abandoned mansion in the middle of a forest crawling with wild Pokemon and things that go bump in the night? Glaceon glanced at its trainer with eyes depicting fear.

"Don't worry, Glaceon; everything's going to be just fine." said May, patting the Pokemon's head. "Let's go home. That phone call turned out to be more of a phony call."

Glaceon gave a sigh of relief as they backtracked out of the woods and back home. With a map in hand, May would never get lost in the winding passages and endless barrage of tree trunks. When she examined the city map including the forest and part of Rustboro City in the north on her way home, Perrault Drive was only a short road with no houses lining its sides. Whoever was behind the allegedly prank call, its organizers were good but failed to consider one thing: they chose the wrong girl to play their prank on.

Several minutes of walking through possible exit points were fruitless. All of the routes she knew out of the woods led her and Glaceon back to the same dilapidated, abandoned mansion at 66 Perrault Drive (which in reality was not along Perrault Drive at all). The map was completely useless at this point on. To make matters worse, it suddenly poured down on her parade.

"Come on Glaceon, we have to get inside." Although both of them hated the idea, they hated catching a cold even more.

Inside the abandoned (and supposedly haunted) manor, everything was a mess…literally. The ceiling could come crashing down on them at anytime. There were Ariados everywhere they went inside the manor; all of them glaring at their unexpected guests or their lunch. But it wasn't only the Ariados who were giving them the intimidating glare. There were ghost Pokemon inside the mansion, flying around like playing tag up in mid-air. Worse, the rain showed no signs of bogging down. This prank was starting to get out of control.

"Glaceon, get ready…" May said. "It seems that they want a battle."

Her only Pokemon in hand was ever ready for battle.

Suddenly, an excruciating screech filled the room and had the Pokemon scurrying away. May covered her ears abruptly and tightly as the screeching intensified; making her fall down on her knees.

"W-What is that noise? I-It's so painful…!" She screamed and shut her eyes; so did Glaceon.

"At long last…another sacrifice…!"

"W-Who's there?" She opened one of her eyes.

"The prophecy shall be fulfilled!"

Suddenly, the screeching came to a grinding halt. May stood up again on her two feet and Glaceon on its four feet. The Ariados and the other Pokemon who were threatening their mortal lives just a while ago vanished. The mansion was quiet…too quiet…

"Glaceon, let's get out of here!" May said, terrified. "I don't want to stick around here anymore."

As soon as they turned around towards the exit…wait, there used to be a door behind them.

"Where's the door?" asked a terrified coordinator. "Where's the door?"

Suddenly, everything went black. May collapsed under the sheer weight of something demonic. Fortunately, she asked Glaceon to do a life-saving favor for her before going into coma.

"Glaceon…use Iron Tail…get…out of…here…"

The Pokemon wasn't about to abandon its trainer for good. Instead, it used Iron Tail to smash through the wooden wall and escape the clutches of the mansion filled with darkness up to the very brim. Glaceon scurried deep into the woods, looking for a way back to the city and cry for help.

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Location: Petalburg City outskirts

"I can't wait to see May again." said an aspiring young champion, walking the remaining miles to Petalburg City along with two gym leaders by his side.

"Ash, I'm starting to think that you have feelings for May." Misty concluded. "You've been practically talking about her ever since we set foot in Hoenn."

"It's only natural for someone to get all excited to see an unseen friend for years."

"You've just started your Sinnoh journey with Dawn. You call that 'years'? By the way, where is she?"

"She returned to Twinleaf Town for the time being. She said that she 'missed the green, green grass of home'."

"Wow…and I thought Brock was the one with the cheesy pick-up lines."

Petalburg City was coming into view when all of a sudden a Glaceon blocked their path. Brock and Misty didn't notice that it was May's Glaceon that escaped the horror of the haunted mansion a few minutes ago.

"Hey look, it's a Glaceon." Brock noticed. "Now there's something you don't see very often here."

"You're right…this is May's Glaceon, no doubt about it." Ash said confidently.

"Are you sure?"

"So it must mean she's around here somewhere."

The Pokemon shook its head and began crying in its own language—something that needed translation. But a look in its eyes was what Ash needed to ascertain the situation.

"Glaceon…show us where May is right now!"

END OF ACT ONE