Cha. 47

A/N: Just kidding. I'm back. If you like the chapter, review, favorite and follow!

This is another rare 8,000 words chapter, like last chapter.


A bolt of lightning cracked through the sky of the Unown Dimension. More bolts flew through the air, heading straight for the Central Castle.

The exterior of the castle lit up in a dusky light. A mysterious power seeped out of it and rushed at the incoming Spatial Rends.

The Space attack was absorbed without question. Immediately following the first round of attack, chains of pure blue rushed at the Castle.

The Unown Energy pulsed out again, surrounding the Roars of Time. The outcome was the same as the last attempt to constrict the palace: Failure.

The hole through which the attacks were sent began to close slowly, the energy of Reality unable to maintain the separation anymore.

Inside the Castle, the Emperor of Unown laughed. "This is Cyrus's twenty-ninth time this month! When can he get through that puny little human brain of his that the Unown is undefeatable!?"

In front of him, nine Unown Lords lowered themselves from their separate altars, into which they had been pumping energy to help the Emperor sustain the shield.

The Emperor waved. "Thank you for today! You may go back to your palaces now!"

The Unown Lords nodded. The Cardinal of the Lords echoed. "Thank you, your Greatness."

He backed out of the Castle, followed by the other Lords.

Once he reached the outside of the palace, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. He looked at the Lords following him. All of the others had the same glint.

"I bid you all goodbye!" The Cardinal finished, and he watched the others disappear before he teleported off to his mansion.

Hordes of Unown servant came to greet him as he entered his property. The Cardinal seemed only mildly concerned about the plates of food that was served up, before turning to his Head Butler and asking, "How is the guy from Reality doing?"

"He is still asleep from your spell, sir, but his wounds are taken care of, and the Sacred Energy has also been washed away. Overall, he is doing quite well, your majesty."

"Do not call me that." The Cardinal's eyes hardened. "The Emperor is still not dead yet, so I'm still only a Lord."

The Butler chuckled. "Yes sir, but that day will come soon."

"Do not say that out loud." The Cardinal said with a hollow voice. "But that day will come sooner than you think, a lot sooner if the reality guy cooperate."

"Lead me to him." The Lord said. "I shall discuss this order of business with him…"

"Can we trust him though, sir?"

"Yes, we can. He is a lifeless soul. He does not possess any sort of attachment to this world anymore… and I can give him anthing he wants, ALL of his wishes!" Cardinal smiled. "Why else would he venture into the Unown Realm? How can he refuse?"

The Butler bowed and started to head toward a room. "This way, sir."

He stopped at the doorway and held open the door. The Cardinal walked through, and the other Unown closed the door lightly behind his Lord.

He walked over the the only bed in the room and peered at the boy under the sheets. His face was still drained of color, but at least it was of a living color, unlike when he first found him layer in the middle of the field.

The Unown tapped the boy's wrist gently, and a pulse of Aura rushed up to greet him. The Cardinal nodded. He was ready.

This time, he tapped harder on the boy's wrist, inserting in a forceful surge of energy.

On the teen's body, a grey chain of dullness emerged, wrapped around and around his body. As the Cardinal's energy touched the chains, they broke into pieces.

A sudden blue flowed from his wrists to his chest, down to his stomach, and soon a blue glow covered his entire body. The blue glow was a lot weaker now, only reaching up to the level of a Medieval Legend.

Ash opened his eyes. The first thing which popped into his vision was a crook-shaped creature with a metallic covering floating over him.

Years of dealing with disaster instantly told him that the Pokémon in front of him was no less than a world-level disaster, or maybe even more than that.

His hypothesis could be proven by the torrent of mysterious energy that he identified as the Unown that seeped out of him, a degree of power Ash knew he had no chance of matching, even when he was at his max.

Why? Because he couldn't even detect how powerful the Unown facing him was with Aura Sight, let alone beating him.

Then, memories zoomed back to him, and Ash clutched his head painfully.

The Cardinal tapped his head, and a stream of energy entered his body, cooling him down immediately. "Human, I know you are from the Reality. No one comes from the Reality unless they want something… or at least no one already with the power to form a separation."

"I do not care what you want, but I will tell you a story." The Unown Lord said. "Do not talk, do not think back on your past. Just sit quietly and listen."


"You ready?" Hoopa asked.

Domino looked at Moltres and Jirachi and exchanged nods. A small psychic bubble flowed out from her fingers, levitating her up. "Release her!"

Hoopa closed her eyes. A second later, a torrent of Dark Type Energy swirled over her. Her hands left her body and duplicated into five different anatomy, rotating around her core.

Her body became a hexagon, with a depthless hole in the center. Her tail elongated, and two brown horns popped out of her head.

The three psychics casted Miracle Eye on themselves at the exact time and disappeared.

Seizing the opportunity of the Unbound's temporary confusion, a Psybeam, a Psystrike, and a Flamethrower were thrown at the Pokémon.

All three hit… but did nothing besides pulling the Evil Hoopa to full consciousness. Domino gasped. This was not right. Even the most powerful Pokémon… besides Cosmics, couldn't take three legendary level attack without even flinching.

Even Mew would be hurt from them, and there was no way the Unbound was a Cosmic.

Hoopa Unbound raised her head at the three and cackled. "I don't know why Hoopa would release me against you three. Does she really think that YOU can limit my power?"

Domino's eyes glowed. Someone just called her weak! And the same someone was trying to stop her from getting her Ash!

With a piercing cry, she teleported in front of the Pokémon and knocked the wind of the the Psychic with a point-blank Genesis Supernova.

Hoopa was blown back straight into a mountain by the attack, looking a lot worse than when she tanked the first three attacks without fault.

Domino stared at her hands unbelievably. That couldn't have been her… could it?

She just released a Mew-level attack… by Professor Oak's scale, that would have been the top of the Ancient level.

A wave of pain streamed through her body a second later, reminding her of the after effects of going through the Continuum Storm, especially after she just strained her capabilities by pulsing out a force of energy that was even ten times more powerful than her climax.

Her opponent dug herself out of a Hoopa-shaped hole in the mountain, and her eyes glowed with a dangerous light.

Moltres and Jirachi yelled as they rushed forward and laid dozens of Light Screens before Domino as The Dark Type's numerous Night Daze crashed into the projections.

Before they all fully shattered, the three teleported off together.

Hoopa Unbound's eyes became blacker as she locked onto their new position instantly. A torrent of Dark Energy swirled from her. It rose up and turned into a black cloud of dark matter, floating threateningly over the three psychic.

Domino could sense Hoopa's energy filling in the spaces between her, disabling her teleportation. She paled for a second. Almost half of a psychic's powers were with their ability to travel instantly… that was how they gain their advantage in the field.

She had battled moves before that could counter one or two teleportation with an area of effect attack, but she had never seen a move that could cancel out teleportation altogether.

Moltres had the same look of concern on her face, though she was much calmer due to her main type being Fire. Jirachi was the same way, since he could still fall back on Steel.

Domino bit her lip, trying to think of a solution for the Dark Type Counter. Hoopa did not give her much time to think though.

She dashed in front of her, deeming her the easiest to take out, being a human. Domino put her acrobatics training to use from what seemed like ages ago in the Rocket base.

Flipping over Hoopa agilely, dodging a Feint Attack, she whipped around with a modified Psycho Cut.

Instead of releasing it, it stuck on her arm. The Dark Energy around her weakened any psychic attack that left her control. In her other arm, a Tulip Staff emerged from her purse, which she had tucked into her shirt.

Her staff was reinforced with Bone Rush energy, and a skeletal crust formed on her staff. Then, using a method she had originally designed for Zorua, she combined the two moves to form a Psychic Bone staff.

Swirling it, she slammed it down toward Hoopa Unbound, who blocked it with two of her hands hold a ring.

Another two hands swiveled around to strike her in the stomach and legs. Domino crossed her staff in front of her chest and jumped horizontally across the two rings.

Hoopa, clearly not expecting her to respond in this way, blinked. The small gap of hesitation was enough for Domino to narrowly fit through the interval between the rings, which passed barely an inch on both sides of her.

Her staff spun with great velocity at the Dark Type, powered by the Psycho Cut. Hoopa's other hand evidently did not have enough time to react, and the girl struck one of the horns on her opponent's head.

A nauseating crack was heard, followed by a ear-bursting, traumatic scream, and Hoopa's horn was smashed clean off her head. Black liquid started dripping out, and a Dark cloud above them turned maddeningly.

Domino's eyes were freezing cold. She learned that strike from one of the oldest martial artist in the Team, once serving under Madame Boss, Giovanni's mother.

This was not a Pokémon battle anymore… This was life and death… And in that case, who said she couldn't go a little more extreme?

Moltres and Jirachi both dove in beside her, and she communicated fast. "I need you guys to hold her for ten second."

"No problem!" The two echoed.

"Be careful! She's extremely strong, and she is on the verge of a rampage right now."

The two psychics extended out with their powers. Moltres used Psychic, and Jirachi released a Prismatic Laser.

The Laser formed a cage in mid-sky and fell onto Hoopa with a thud. The Psychic attack materialized into a pink lock that formed onto the door of the cage, shutting the Dark Type inside.

The Mischief Pokémon got back on her senses after being struck with the attacks. Standing up from clutching her head in hopes to overcome to massive pain, her eyes burned with a fury that could match Moltres's Flamethrower.

"YOU MUST DIE!" She roared and smashed away at the cage.

"Hurry, Dom! I can't hold her anymore!" Moltres shouted.

The dark clouds above them flickered, and a massive bolt of Dark Pulse crashed down on the cage. The Psychic lock broke into pieces.

Domino finally found what she was searching for and pulled it straight out.

Turning around to Hoopa, she muttered. "This isn't a Pokémon battle anymore. This is about saving Ash."

Moltres did a double take at what was in her hands… and another double take.

Domino held up her arms. In her hands, as well as another eight being levitated in midair, was an RPG. A drop of tear fell down her cheek. In a strangled voice, she choked out. "I don't… I don't care if I violated the code of Pokémon battling… I just need to save Ash!"

"What is she holding?" Jirachi tilted his head, asking Moltres.

The Fire Psychic held on to the Wish Maker who had slept for a thousand years. "A human creation… it is bad… very bad."

"Each shot is probably as powerful as… my Blast Burn." Moltres uttered.

Jirachi's eyes popped out. "So Hoopa is about to have nine Blast Burns launched in her face?"

"No." Moltres said. "It's a lot more than nine. They're semi-automatic."

Hoopa looked slightly confused as to why the cage suddenly disappeared. She had gotten herself half through, but she still needed some more time before she could fully break it apart.

Shrugging, her eyes laid sight on the girl a few dozen feet away from her, with weird contraptions flowing around her. The Unbound was about to run her way when a sense of danger she hadn't felt in three thousand years made her hairs stand on their ends.

Nine massive booms combined into one giant shockwave. Hoopa watched as nine rockets came shooting out of the 'contraption' at her. She had one second to take precaution, and she spent the second wondering how a patch of metal could fire out an attack as strong as Blast Burn.

Then she was hammered into a mountain beside her. Unlike Blast Burn, she unfortunately discovered, the rockets' impact zone was much smaller, and as a result, much more concentrated.

The Dark Type was drilled into the mountain. From the outside, there appeared a giant hole in the mountainside. The Dark clouds that Hoopa initially released tumbled and dispersed.

Domino quickly shouted. "Lock her in place. Do not let her teleport."

Moltres tugged the shocked Jirachi back into vigilance and extended her psychic onto the nearby Unbound.

This time feeling significantly less struggle, she easily held on, joined by Jirachi a second later.

"May Arceus have mercy on you." Domino said quietly. "But you're in my way."

The nine powerful mini-missile tube fired again, and again, and again.

She just continued to pressed the trigger numbly, not wanting to think of anything anymore… until a psychic pulse broke into her mind.

"STOP shooting me! It's me now, Hoopa! Not Unbound!"

Domino resisted the urge pressing the button again… Deep down, she felt like a weight was removed. No wonder Giovanni loved shooting. The click of the trigger sounded so good…

She was broken out of her trance by Moltres and Jirachi floating over with Hoopa, who looked no worse for wear… besides the few additional RPG she had to suffer due to her message being late.

"I can't believe you did it!" The Mischief Pokémon grinned widely at Domino. "With your help, I encased Unbound into the deepest ravine of my mind. I don't think she will escape again for another thousand years… Man! She looked so tired! How many of those rockets did you shoot at her?"

Domino looked into her purse for the ammo container, which was almost empty. The blonde coughed. "Seventy three…"

The three psychic Pokémon stared at her. The Elite coughed again. "I may have went a little overboard…"

She picked her head up hopefully at the Pokémon with the rings. "Can you help me now?"

"Yes!" Hoopa nodded cheerfully. "Just let me go scrape off these burn marks first."


Once upon a time… a few thousand human years ago, the last Emperor was stepping down from his throne and fusing with the Dimension Stone, just like Emperors before him had.

Normally, when an Emperor fused with the Dimension Stone, his closest blood relative obtained the throne, and in the Emperor's case, it would be his brother.

Blood relations were seen as the utmost importance in the Unown Dimension. In fact, societal ranking was based almost completely on blood relations. The purity of the blood that flowed within an Unown determined the power an Unown could inherit from the Dimension. There were two ways to obtain a certain level of blood.

Unown were either born with a fixed level and the level that stayed for life, or the Dimension Stone could purify one for very, very special occasions.

As a result, only the purest blood could become the Emperor of the Unown, since he symbolized the highest peak of the Unown Force. The heir's full powers would not be fully awakened until the last Emperor had stepped down. But still, he possesses one of the most concentrated purity in blood.

Less pure blooded Unown, even if they were powerful, could do significantly less damage to a more pure blooded, since the Rules of the Unown automatically discriminated against them. So even in a fair fight, the less pure would lose.

If an Emperor did not have a blood relation after he leaves, then a competition would break out for the throne. The winner would be purified by the Dimension Stone to the highest level, succeeding the crown and starting a whole new dynasty.

According to the Rules of Dimension, Brother was suppose to take over the throne. However, on the night before he could commence the ceremony to be enacted as Emperor and be restored to his full powers, the Rebels attacked.

Led by the most Leader of Lords at the time, one whose blood purity matched the Brother's, the insurgent forces overwhelmed the palace. Thousands of Unown died that night, most of whom were the highest tier of purity and the leaders of the Realm.

The rebel forces succeeded, defeating the Royal Forces who were caught off guard. The Brother was killed in battle. However, as a consequence, almost all of the Rebel Forces also perished. The only pure-blooded left for the Rebels were the Leader and his remaining Deputy.

The next day, the Leader declared himself Emperor. No one dared to speak out against him. He usurped the throne and was purified by the Stone, officially becoming Emperor.

Over the course of the years, the new Emperor became more and more indolent and corrupt. He wanted to horde all of the power to himself, and thus, he became jealous of his Deputy, who was sharing just as much power as he.

A major battle between the two occurred, with the Emperor winning with the help of the Dimension Stone. The Deputy was not killed, however. He escaped from the Unown into Reality, never to be heard from again.

The Emperor thought that he had finally clear his entire field of competition. He became more and more lazy. He stopped his training and tossed away his duties. Unbeknownest to him, Brother had not died.

No, he had not. At the night of the massacre of the the Royal Forces, the head Guard of the Royal Forces, knowing that there was no way they'll live to see the light of tomorrow, switched clothes with Brother and performed a face-change spell, a forbidden spell known only in the Royal Handbook, held solely by the Emperor.

The entire battle was targeted on Brother. Only by killing the official successor to the throne could Leader take the position. When he switched face and clothes with Brother, the Guard also switched identity. By taking off the pressure from Brother, the Guard allowed a chance for the true heir to escape, while being killed in battle himself.

The lazy Emperor, after receiving complaints from the masses of citizens in the Dimension, decided to appoint people to help him with the Empire.

From a thousand years, Brother had trained endlessly. When the news of the Emperor choosing officials was brought to his quarters, he hurried to the Capital. He wanted to see if he was strong enough to take back what was his.

A battle with the Emperor revealed that he was still not strong enough. He was so much more well trained than the Emperor, but his opponent was blessed by the Dimension Stone.

He decided to stay close to the Emperor. Only so could he find out his weaknesses and ways to exploit them and defeat him. He became an official in the court. Through thousands of years, he acted loyal toward the Emperor, performing duties to the most excelled level.

At the same time, Brother was isolating the Emperor, ridding him all of possible friends, while establishing his own people.

In the thousands of years that followed, Brother gained the full trust of the Emperor, and his people filled almost the entire court. All of the Lords were his allies. He himself became the Cardinal of Lords, replacing the hated rank "Leader" with Cardinal.

For millennium after millennium, he stayed close by the Emperor, trying to find a way to destroy him. One day, he came up with an idea. The pure-blood cannot be defeated by his own kind due to the Rule of the Unown ad the blessing of the Dimension Sone… But, the Rules did not apply to those who are not Unown.

If he could somehow get someone into the Unown Realm from the outer world and train the person up to the a proficient level… the person could defeat the Emperor after he and the other Lords have weakened him dramatically, and the rest would be history.

He spent centuries looking for someone who could detect the Unown Force. Brother finally found someone a few years ago in Greenfield, a girl by the name of Molly Hale. She was lured into the Unown Dimension… but she later escaped when he was off at a meeting at Capital, rescued by a guy by the name of Ash Ketchum… Chosen One of Reality… the second person he knew to have detected the Unown.

If he could lure the Chosen One in and train him, the process would be much easier than training up a girl. After all, Chosens have the potential to become Cosmics. Emperor as well, but the lazy Emperor was currently only at the bottom of the Formation Level.

As a result, Cardinal left a crack in Greenfield open, hoping to one day lure Molly up again, which would make the Chosen come and rescue her, and thus trapping himself."

"However, Mr. Chosen." The Cardinal concluded. "This was not how I imagined we would meet."


"My Queen, I suppose you would not need me anymore." Jirachi bowed at Domino. "I had spent all of my energy in the last fight with Hoopa Unbound. Since the Millennium Comet is not here yet, I cannot stay awake anymore."

"Please remember our promise to put me back in Tamdom Forest. Also, you'll need a separate bag for me, for that my psychic pulse is way too strong for your purse." A layer of stone began forming around Jirachi's body. "With that said, I wish you good luck. Hopefully, we will not meet in another year and a half."

Jirachi closed his eyes. Stone reached up to his head, fully encasing him back into a fossil.

Domino lightly kissed the legendary on the forehead. "You are a great friend, Jirachi. I will miss you. I will miss you a lot."

The blonde took a deep, long breath and looked at the Mischief Pokémon exiting her tower. It had only been a week, but it felt like a lifetime… a timeline worth of events.

Her heart seemed to beat out of her chest. Not even when she was facing off against Unbound, or talking to Oak, had she been this nervous and excited.

Rocket Elite Rule Number One: Never show emotion to people.

To that, Domino had two words: F*ck off.

The girl walked over to Hoopa, mouth tangling into a wide smile. I did it, she thought, I actually did it.

I saved Ash. I will get us out of this place. I am STRONG!


Ash was silent as he comprehended the entire story. He felt for the Unown in front of him. He really did! He couldn't bare to imagine the feeling of being stripped of the throne and having to serve under his vilest enemy for millennium.

However, he had his own problems to worry about.

"Why should I help you?" He spoke up hoarsely, his throat dry.

"Because I healed you and prevented you from dying?"

Ash sighed. "Normally, that's enough, but right now, it is not."

"I understand. That's why I have a second offer prepared." The Cardinal nodded. "If the Emperor is killed, then I would automatically be in charge of the place, being the most pure and also holding the highest chair, not to say that the court is filled with my people."

"The entire Unown Dimension would be under my command. I could unite the entire world can grant you one wish… any wish you can possibly think of. As long as you don't wish for to make yourself a God, I would approve of it, and it would become real."

Ash's eyes opened wide. A million thoughts went through his head, all pointing in one direction: The direction of his beloved lady.

"What do I have to do!?" He asked sharply, flipping out of bed.

The Brother smiled, relieved that his last offer worked. "You, my friend, just need to deal the final blow. I and eight others would form a chain that would restrain all of his powers. I am at the top of the Formation Level, and all of the others are Formation Level Pokémon."

"We can restrain his power all the way down to merely a third-stage Pokémon. However, we cannot kill him, because, like I said, he is blessed by the Dimension Stone and the Rules, thus forbidding us from putting the nail on the coffin."

"We can hold him for about a minute before his powers regenerate slowly. You need to kill him with Aura before he regains his energy…"

"Deal." Ash's eyes flashed. "When do we execute the plan?"
"We're only waiting on you, Chosen." Cardinal smiled. "Therefore, NOW!"

A powerful psychic wave pulsed out around the Capital. A beam of dull light shot into the air from on top of his head. Within a second, eight similar beams resonated with him.

Cardinal grabbed onto Ash and teleported off. When Ash regained his sight, he was standing in the corner of a throne room.

The Emperor was still sitting on his throne, completely confused and surprised about their arrival. Before he could ask, eight similar lights flashed, and the eight other Lords teleported in.

The nine Lords surrounded the Emperor, and their energy formed a circle around him.

The Emperor, now alert more than ever, shouted. "What are you doing!?"

Cardinal looked at him with a pair of rather calm eyes. He had suppressed his emotions of anger and desire for vengeance for thousands upon thousands of years. He could easily conceal it. "Taking my revenge."

A look a of panic flashed across the Emperor's face. He looked at the eight other Lords, whose face was stern and emotionless.

He cried. "As Emperor, I demand you to stop this foolishness!"

Cardinal smiled, not bothering to answer. His body deformed into that of a link of a chain. One by one, the other Lords became a link and joined the previous.

Within instants, a giant chain was constructed in the center of the room, and it started to squeeze into the middle. The Emperor screamed and pulsed out a dull light that could surpass the power of Mewtwo.

The light hit the chain and was absorbed, useless. The chain clanked onto the Emperor's body, locking him in place.

A mental projection sounded in Ash's mind. "Chosen, you have sixty seconds."

The Emperor laughed. "So what you chained me!? You can't kill me! The Dimension Stone will help me break out of this trap eventually, and then I will murder each of you one by one!"

"No, not murder… execute you for your crimes of treachery!"

"No you will not!" A voice suddenly boomed. The Emperor whipped his head around to find the human that he noticed but did not care for walking toward him. "I will be your end."

This time, the Emperor's expression truly turned into a look of horror. He, better than anyone else, understood what this human, this human from Reality could do to him. He felt the wavering power of Aura on the human.

"NO! Don't come near me!" Ash smirked and kept walking. The Emperor shouted. "When I break out of these chains, I will destroy you. I order you to STOP!"

"Sorry, I'm a human. I don't take orders from you." Ash paused before the Emperor. A pulse of Aura shot out and formed a chain of his own, tying up the Emperor.

His Ancient Level Power, healed by the Cardinal, overpowered the Emperor's now-restricted Unown Energy easily.

"NO! If you stop, I'll give you any wish you want! I'll even give you my throne!" The Emperor yelled out a stream of promises, as a last ditch effort to persuade Ash.

"I do not take offers from a being who had betrayed the highest Rules of his Dimension and coldly murdered thousands of innocent others for the gain of your own power!" Ash glared at him. "I cannot trust you. I WILL NOT trust you!"

The Emperor watched fearfully as an Aura-infused staff smashed its way down onto its body. His shell first gave way, and then his skeleton. A grey liquid squirted everywhere.

A power threatened to fluctuate out of his decaying body, but the energy was tightly restricted by the chain.

In the crevice of the Unown Dimension, a name was silently wiped off the Dimension Stone.

The chains formed by the Lords tightened. The remains of the old Emperor evaporated completely.

Ash stared at his staff, and he refolded it into his Aura-secured backpack.

The chains broke apart into the Nine Lords. Ash did a double take as he got a look at the Cardinal. The Head of Lords seemed so much younger. The power from the Emperor drained into him. Energy seemed to radiate from him.

He walked to the throne and caressed its frame.

"Eight thousand years," He muttered. "I haven't sat in you in eight thousand years."

With that, he turned around and sat down. At that instant, his body seemed to have merged with the chair, and a mysterious light shone on him.

His eyes became calm, like the surface of the ocean, perfectly disguising the whirlpool and torrents of power underneath. The eight Lords kneeled. "Praise the Emperor."

Following suit, Ash bowed. "Praise the Emperor."

The Cardinal laughed. His laugh boomed through the Castle, across the Capital, and into the entire Dimension. "I've been called Cardinal for way too long… I think I will abolish the name Emperor. From now on, the one who shall lead the Dimension shall be referred to as CARDINAL!"

"Chosen! Before you make your wish, I would like to make a peace agreement with Reality." He turned himself to Ash. "As long as my Pokémon are not attacked without reason, I propose eternal alliance with Reality for as long as I sit on this throne!"

Ash hesitated. "I do not know if I have the power to make that treaty."

"Of course you do!" The Cardinal said confidently. "That is why you're the Chosen One! It is literally you JOB to represent the Reality Realm!"

Ash's eyes shone. "In that case, I accept the terms."

The eight Lords cheered, and the Cardinal silenced them with a wave of his hand. "And now, onto your wish, Chosen."

Ash took a deep breath. He could feel his heart pounding out of his chest. The image of a girl formed before him. The girl he had crossed timelines and dimensions, fought Ancients and Formations to get to.

He pointed at the girl. "I want to go to her."

Cardinal looked at him, confused. "Why can't you just go?"

"Because we were separated during the Storm of Continuum, and we were each pulled into a parallel timeline…"

Ash's stomach flipped when he saw the stuttering expression on the Cardinal's face. "You CAN teleport me to another timeline… right?"

Cardinal took a breath. "How long have you been in the timeline that you were teleported to?"

"Five days." Ash replied. His stomach sank further when he saw the Cardinal's face turn into one of abhorrence. "Which shouldn't be enough time for me to merge into the universe."

"Yes, but you fainted here in the Unown Dimension for weeks." The Unown sighed. "Since you entered my Realm within the crack of the previous Universe, it still registered you as being within its universe, which means…"

The Cardinal closed his eyes. "You had long been merged."

Ash froze. The bad feeling rose from his stomach and slammed into his brain, like someone had shot through his entire body with an air pump. His brain completely blew apart. All thoughts died out. He began to see stars again.

The Symbol Pokémon, however, continued. "If you still want to teleport, however, we could still manage that as well."

Ash's eyes jolted opened, and he held onto the last strand of hope that could pull him out of this ravine of disaster.

"But with a consequence."

"I'll take any consequence!" Ash blurted out immediately.

"The consequence is that you have to leave your physical body here, because I could only teleport you over as a spirit… or a ghost, by human terms." The Cardinal looked at him and sighed. "Trying to teleport you over entirely would be like wrestling with the Universe, and that would require maximum Cosmic power, which we do not have."

Ash's brain was fried again. He was stuck between choosing either to leave his body, otherwise known as dying, to get back with Domino, or to never see her again.

Why did he have to be the one making this insane decision!? This should not be a decision he had to make!

Ash's eyes fluttered. His chest pounded hard, and he sat on the ground with a loud THUMP. The Unown Lords stared at him pitifully. Even Cardinal sighed. Besides himself, he had found an equally piteous person to sympathize with.

"I… I… I choose." Ash closed his eyes. "I choose to be with Domino."


Hoopa threw her rings into space. "Hyperspace HOLE!"

Domino watched as her ring tore a path through space-time. She saw the bare roughness of the Continuum, of the black holes and time sequences again. The ring kept traveling on, until it hit a certain hole.

Hoopa nodded. "This is the universe containing your Ash, according to the mental markings you gave me."

Domino gave a teary smile. Tears hung over in her eyes… tears of joy. Finally. It was a week in memory, but eternal in real time. Literally speaking, she hadn't seen him in forever, and she MISSED him.

"Now I just need to find your original universe." Hoopa remarked.

The Elite watched as another ring was tossed into the Continuum. This one traveled on further, much further than the one that stopped at Ash's Universe.

Finally it reached a box, covered by something white… like snow.

Hoopa furrowed her brow. Domino's heart rose back to her throat. "What!? Is something wrong?"

Hoopa concentrated. The ring smashed against the snow. It didn't move even the tiniest bit. The Mischief Pokémon paled.

Domino sucked in a huge breath, trying to use Calm Mind on herself. It wasn't much help.

The blonde asked shakily. "Is something WRONG!?"

Hoopa turned to her, emotion filled with a disbelief and sorrow. "I'm sorry."

Domino's eyes widened in horror. "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!?"

"The entrance to your original universe was covered by a God-Level Power condensed into… well… snow." Hoopa sighed. "Even though I am at the top of Cosmic, only a strand of power away from evolving into a God, I can't break through the Barrier by myself without help."

"And there is no help." Hoopa concluded.

Domino almost fainted. Her body shook like a seizure, her jaws rose up and down, without words actually coming up. "You… you… you can't… get through!?"

"No… I'm sorry." Hoopa sighed.

The girl lost her balance and fell to the ground. She broke down completely.

She didn't know how long she cried for. Her tears kept sputtering out, and her face was scrunched up into a ball of wasted tissue.

No thoughts ran through her mind. She only knew that it was an appropriate time to cry, and cry she did.

She cried until a familiar presence, a presence that she could sense from a galaxy away, a presence that could lit her insides into flame and turn her into the most glorious firework, stood in front of her. A voice said quietly. "Why are you crying, Princess?"

The familiar words, the familiar tone, the familiar loving connotation behind the sentence made her not want to believe it. She was afraid she would be disappointed when she picked up head, so she kept it down.

She heard Moltres let out a scream, and Domino felt her head forcefully being dragged up by her psychic powers.

The silhouette of a familiar shape came into her eyes. A shape that she could never forget. She took a look at his face, and a shiver of chills ran down her spine.

"You're…" Domino couldn't bare to finish the sentence.

Ash smiled. "Just a week and you've already forgotten me, Princess?"

"ASH!" The blonde girl screamed and jumped into his arms… only to fall through to the other side.

She stared up at him in horror. Ash sighed. "I got the Unown to help me get to your universe, but I've already stayed at my universe for way too long."

"So… so you… merged?" Domino spoke out in consternation.

"Yes, I have." Ash said quietly. "The Unown were only strong enough to get my spirit out, but my physical body is now trapped at the last Universe… forever."

Domino sucked in a deep breath. She looked at Ash's figure, slightly transparent, but still intact. She managed a small smile. "You still look hot even as a ghost."

Ash laughed, and he kept laughing, not knowing what to say. All he needed was to see his girl, to be with his girl.

There are other difficulties in life, other barriers, other imperfections… such as not having a physical body… but as long as he was with her, and she accepted him, the rest could be easily overcome.

Domino raised an eyebrow at the backpack she knocked onto the floor when she went through Ash. "How come you still can carry your stuff?"

"Oh, that was a long story." Ash smirked. He was feeling desperate to touch her, but he knew his hands would just go through. "Basically when I arrived at my universe, my aura peaked to the level of an Ancient, so I figured out a bunch of tricks with Aura easily."

"One of them was infusing my backpack with Aura, like you did with yours with psychic. I guess even in spirit form, I'm still an Aura Guardian, which means I can still control my stuff since I infused it with Aura."

Domino chirped. "Let me see! Open it without touching it!"

Ash grinned. It was so nice hearing her melodious voice again. He waved his hand, and the backpack opened on its own.

"That's cool!" Domino shouted with zeal. "I have never seen you control objects with Aura before!"

"I'll open and close backpacks for you all day if you want." Ash smiled, not knowing what else to do. If he had a choice, he would rather stand here all day with her, looking at her, smiling.

He was going to close the backpack when something in it suddenly lit up with a glorious light. Domino poked her head over the bag to see what it was.

A piece of rock. She took it out. "What is this?"

The rock became brighter and brighter, until an actual beam was shooting out of the stone into the sky.

"This is…" Ash scratched the back of his head. Apparently spirits can touch themselves. He made a look of realization. "The Comet Shard that I won from the Laramie Ranch Race."

"Comet Shard?" Domino repeated. The name sounded so familiar… so… right?

A sound was heard from her right. She turned around and saw the fossil that Jirachi had turned into suddenly moved. Cracks formed on the stone, just like when she first found him and initiated his awakening.

Jirachi burst out of the stone, shining with the same light as the rock. On his chest, an Eye was starting to open.

The Wish Maker stared at the stone in Domino's hand. "My Queen! Where did you get that!?"

Jirachi didn't wait for her to answer, before teleporting over and snatching it out of her hands, not even bothering to float over. "This is a Comet fragment from the Millennium Comet!"

The streams of information suddenly flooded into Domino's mind. A blurry idea abruptly formed in her head.

Jirachi continued. "If you let me eat this rock, I'll have enough energy to make one wish."

Upon hearing that, the ideas immediately tied together. She looked to Ash, who had got it as well and grinning at her like a madman.

Domino walked over to him. She desperately wanted to put her head on his shoulders. "The Comet Shard is yours. You tell Jirachi what to use it for."

Ash smiled. "I wish Domino and I can return to our original universe."

Domino was in shock. "You're not going to use it to obtain your physical body back?"

"Who needs a body when you have all of your friends and family around?" Ash laughed. "I rather go back then stay here, even if it means I'll have a physical form. Being in these different universes that are not mine make me feel alone… even with you by my side."

The blonde girl gestured to Jirachi. "You heard his wish. I will not stop it."

Jirachi nodded. His Eye in the middle of his chest opened fully, swallowing in the Comet Shard. "Wish granted."

A beam of pure white exploded from the Wish Maker's body and turned into a… shovel. The shovel zoomed into the Hyperspace tunnel Hoopa made and soared across the Continuum, arriving at Ash and Domino's original Universe.

Right next to the pulsing ring and the stubborn snow.

The shovel stabbed deep into the snow, and with a flick, flipped it into the Continuum, away from the Universe.

Hoopa's ring materialized onto the walls of the Universe after the barrier was removed, creating a ringlike hole, connecting the current universe with Ash and Domino's.

Domino held out a Pokéball and withdrew her shiny, psychic Moltres. Jirachi fell into Hoopa's arms.

"Thank you." She whispered.

Ash stepped into the hole and waited at the entrance for Domino to follow. Casting one last look at the universe she had lived in for almost a week, she followed in Ash's footsteps.


A portal suddenly materialized in the universe that Ash had first traveled to. Six figures stepped through.

Sir Aaron looked around the place and sighed. "Sorry guys… another one that is boring."

Mew 1 pouted. "I knew the randominze function on the portal was boring."

"Then why did you press it?" Dialga deadpanned.

"It was pink!" The two Mews answered at the same time. "We love pink!"

Sir Aaron and the Time and Space Dragon facepalmed.

"Let's go back." The ancient Knight muttered.

"WAIT!" Arceus stopped the group. With his God level powers, he could sense something that the others, as Cosmics, couldn't.

White lights beamed from him. Distance and time were turned to dust under his sight. A physical body without a soul appeared in his eyes.

The other Legends followed Arceus vision, and they all did a double take when they saw what the Original One was looking at.

Arceus frowned.

"I don't know what happened here, but I'm taking this." The Alpha Pokémon said to no one in general.

White light shone around Ash's body. When he tried to remove it, a hand shot out of the matrix of the universe and came straight for the body.

Arceus roared, and a Judgement larger than the ones he had ever used in the Bubble Realm shot out.

It collided with the hand, which exploded under the attack.

"Soul of Universe! However strong as a Cosmic you are, you are still a Cosmic!" Arceus yelled. "I am a God. I shall take this body whether you like it or NOT!"

Arceus got no response. White lights filled Ash's body again, this time without any resistance.

The Alpha opened up a time-space hole with a kick of his foot and pushed the physical body through. Then, he turned to Sir Aaron. "Let's activate the portal. We can go back now."


As they walked through the continuum, a object came tumbling at Ash. It hit instantly… and Ash didn't feel any different… maybe he was more… solid?

Domino saw it as well and rushed over to him. She placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay!? What was that?"

Ash didn't reply. He was speechless, looking at the hand of his beloved girl on his shoulder. Domino noticed it as well, and she gasped.

The blonde placed her left hand on him as well, this time on his chest. Her hands rapidly exchanged positions, feeling flesh on every touch.

They stared at each other with wide eyes.

Ash smirked. "I guess nice things do happen to nice people."

A sudden mental projection sounded in his head, a voice that he hadn't heard since he left the Bubble Realm, a voice that sounded eerily like the God of All.

"You're welcome!"

Ash kept smiling. "I guess I will keep being his Chosen One."

He then turned to Domino. Their eyes met.

Her purple amethysts are like the most mysterious configuration, entrapping him in a paradox that continued on repeating, a cycle that he had no chance of getting out.

His chocolate brown eyes, filled with a loving atmosphere, dissolving her into the sweetest pudding, stared at her, serving as the most resilient trampoline for her to fall into.

There were no sparks when their eyes met. No fireworks. No, that's for love between normal people.

No, those two were not normal. Their bond was trans-universal, trans-temporal.

When their lips met, there was no one to disturb them. There was only the fabric of time and space, black holes swirling and time sequences zooming by, serving as a background for their eternal love.

Even the mysteries of the makeups of this universe dimmed compared to the duo in its center, kissing, their love shining as the most dazzling light in this Continuum, illuminating even the most fathomless Black Holes, trumping even the brightest Time Sequences.


End of Adventure 2


A/N: And, that's it, ladies and gentleman! I know there are a lot of holes in the Movie, and maybe parts that weren't explained well enough, for example, the Death Force.

Ask your questions! Tomorrow's update would be divided into two parts, a Q&A section where I explain everything and where I reflect on my thoughts about this adventure, and the other half being a shorter chapter that just outline the duo's recovery after their insane trans-timeline travels.

Besides that, please follow and favorite. Leave a review. I welcome both compliments and critiques. I finished typing this last chapter at 9:00 p.m. today, and spent another two hours editing. In total, I think I've written for around 40 hrs in the last three days… so I'm more burnt out than Pikachu after a night of 'playing' with Zorua….

Tomorrow shall be chill. I think we all need a break after that roller coaster of an adventure.

This Author's Note is already dragging on for too long, so I will close it by bidding everyone a very nice Fourth of July and… good night!