A Flareon with gray and white fur followed a Diancie as her pace started to slow. The Diancie seemed to almost calm down the more time passed.

"Now that I think about it, you going here means you just kept going straight." the Flareon smiled.

"That's what you told me to do!" the Diancie nodded proudly.

"Oh, I uhm, actually meant it as a figure of speech." the Flareon said.

"I know, but... I couldn't help but take it like that too." the Diancie's tone lowered, "I don't think I ever thanked you for it, Light."

"I guess I rushed you..." the Flareon nodded.

The Diancie's eyes lit up looking around the Flareon's neck.

"Of course. And I didn't even think about it." the Diancie nodded slowly, "The white star. Angelo."

"I see that you still go by Jasmine." Angelo acknowledged.

"You can call me Jazz, or Jazzy." she offered, "You lost your stutter, that's amazing."

"Well, for the most part..." Angelo giggled.

"After all that you've done for me, I'm going to throw you a party." she said, "Still like metal and rock music?"

"Oh, uhm, I'm good." Angelo's tail swiveled.

"Oh, right." the Diancie chuckled, "You embarrass easily. How old were we? Nine or ten?"

"Around nine." Angelo nodded, "How'd you come to make your home here?"

"Well, I found the place by luck. There's so much to tell..." she smiled, "Well, condensed, the story is that I act as a royal for all of the villages around the mountain. I govern the whole region between Maroon and the other two nations. So, the Neon Plains, these mountains, and a lot of forests. It all started when I settled some disputes like how you used to between villages, and it just kept going on from there."

"That's a lot of ground..." Angelo remarked, "I never imagined anything like this."

"I never expected it, but it's the better life I hoped for. I don't think you expected what you found, did you?" Jasmine asked.

"It sort of found me, whatever life it is." Angelo shrugged.

"I was hoping to see a brighter smile..." Jasmine sighed, "Are you alright?"

"Well, yah." Angelo nodded, "I'm probably just thinking about too many different things at once."

"Well, after we eat I'm going to show you every inch of this place. She's my pride and joy." Jasmine smiled, "And I owe it to your bravery."

"I think it was mostly you." Angelo said, "You were always able to settle arguments. I'm surprised you took that talent to another level. So, who are all the pokemon that are here with you?"

"Visitors, guards, and that band of explorers led by the Wigglytuff." Jasmine said, "They prove to be very helpful muscle. I hear that you're pretty strong yourself these days..."

The Flareon looked away shyly at the Diancie's comment.

"I... try." Angelo nodded stiffly.

"I've been trying to get stronger too. Maybe you could help me sometime." she suggested, "Oh, hey. Come over this way. I want you to see something."

The Diancie led the gray and white Flareon to the rock wall of the area. Pink crystals were jutting out of the wall everywhere, and glowing moss also covered a lot of area. The rock underneath was barely visible over the wall.

"I actually made all of those pink diamonds." Jasmine said, "They reflect the light and make this place how bright it is now."

"Uhm, do you mean all of the pink crystals here are diamonds you made?" Angelo asked.

"Exactly." she smiled, "What do you think?"

"It's beautiful." Angelo stared.

After a short moment, the Flareon turned to the Diancie after realizing the small silence. The Diancie's eyes seemed to almost be glowing as she simply stared back smiling with a reddened face.

"Oh... And I said that pretty earnestly, too." Angelo shivered, "I forget, but complimenting a Diancie's diamonds is the same as complimenting her looks. Not a rule pokemon tend to know..."

"How long are you staying?" Jasmine asked.

"I'd have t-to ask how much t-time I have." Angelo said.

"Well, I'll go set a few things up over there and you can make a call." Jasmine said, "Your bags and things are with Abigail still with Wigglytuff if you need them."

"Thanks." Angelo nodded.

After watching the Diancie leave, the Flareon turned on his gadget and made a call to Lancelot. His tail started to swivel impatiently until a voice picked up.

"Hey dad, how long could I stay here?" Angelo asked, "I found an old friend out here."

"Hello there." the voice chuckled, "Abigail needs to be back as soon as possible, but you deserve as long of a vacation as you need. I could come back for you in a few days, or perhaps a week."

"I'll take a week!" Angelo yelped.

"Alright, alright. Keep in touch." the voice said, "I'll give you a call tomorrow morning."

"Ok, got it." Angelo said.

The Flareon smiled to himself before heading in the same direction the Diancie left immediately noticed a lot of Carbink moving around different bags and other objects off in the distance. He kept his eyes focused until he noticed the Diancie calling out commands at the Carbink racing around her.

The Flareon was about to approach the Diancie when she noticed him and closed the distance between them quickly.

"I can stay a week," Angelo reported, "Or shorter if-"

"A week is great." Jasmine smiled, "Personally, I was hoping for more like a month. The longer the better. You'll need your own space..."

The Diancie looked around for a short moment before her eyes stopped.

"Ron!" Jasmine called.

A Carbink responded by stopping and looking before making his way through the tiny crowd to the Diancie.

"Take him to my chambers and have him situated." Jasmine ordered. She turned to Angelo with a calm smile. "I'll come bring you when we're ready down here."

"T-Th...Thanks." Angelo murmured.

"You're welcome to anything of ours." Jasmine nodded, "I'll be right with you in just a few minutes."

The Diancie went back to the other Carbink while Angelo followed Ron out of the crowd towards the deeper end of the cave.

The pink diamonds started to become more and more condensed together quickly forming a sort of hallway. The walls quickly became perfectly shaped into a hallway as they continued until Angelo could make out a door.

"Is that door made out of diamonds, too?" Angelo asked.

"The entirety of her room is." the Carbink replied, "Diamonds themselves are brittle, but she enjoys their splendor as most do. As a Diancie, she is also capable of making different kinds of materials as well. This door works electrically. Push the button."

Among all of the pink, a distinctly red button was where a door handle normally would be. The door slid open itself to reveal a lot to take in.

"No one has ever been allowed inside ever since she first arrived except for you." the Carbink said. "Enjoy your stay."

"Thanks." the Flareon nodded.

The Carbink went back down the hallway as Angelo skulked inside the large room. Just as he walked in, he noticed a bed with a frame made of diamonds just on the right of the inside of the room. Besides that, the room had mostly empty space with the exception of a television and a couch completely made of diamonds facing it.

"Holy crap, the pillows on the couch are diamonds too. What!?"

Angelo quickly skipped to the couch curiously and picked up one of the two pillows on it. It folded in his hands and felt plush like a normal pillow.

"It feels like there's some bio-energy in it. Weird. She can make pretty weird stuff, then..."

"Hey."

Angelo jumped and turned his head, but sighed when he noticed the Diancie looking at him.

"It went much faster than I was expecting." Jasmine smiled, "I have a feeling my room creeps you out a bit."

"No... Why do you say that?" Angelo asked.

"Your tail always gives away everything." Jasmine said, "I still remember the little flow chart I had in my head for it. It's normally, well, normal. Stiff means tense, wagging means happy, and twirling means flattered. When it's straight up, you're angry."

"But why do you think my body language is that easy to read?" Angelo questioned, "I'm not the worst at it..."

"You are the worst at it." she smiled, "That's why I felt comfortable around you. I at least knew how you were feeling."

"And just why did how I was feeling matter to someone in your situation?" he asked.

"Because you were nice. It was actually pretty simple." Jasmine nodded, "But nice wasn't just how you were, you worked on it. I respected that."

"I don't think I'll ever get to where I want to be." Angelo huffed.

"Well, I'm nineteen now, and I realize that the battle never ends." Jasmine nodded, "Everything's all set up. It's just going to be us and the guild. And all your favorite foods, of course."

"You really didn't have to rush..." Angelo giggled.

"I know." Jasmine smiled proudly, "Let's go."

The gray and white Flareon walked side by side with the Diancie back to the main area. An oval table made from sleek, black rock. Food was already at the table with various pokemon that Angelo recognized.

"Hey Jasmine." Angelo said, "Those pokemon kind of tried to attack me earlier."

"Capture, actually." Jasmine nodded, "Their leader's pretty quick to action because they're looking for something that they take pretty seriously. Three of them are on an expedition up north a little ways past Maroon."

"They're weird..." Angelo whispered.

"Relax, I know." Jasmine replied, "They've been helping me out with a lot of needed muscle, they're nice pokemon."

The table quieted down once the pair entered earshot. Angelo continued to follow Jasmine until he sat right next to her quietly.

"Welcome, white star." the Wigglytuff announced, "We'd like to lead off with an apology."

"We were highly skeptical of you thanks to you being related to the Reshiram." the Chatot said, "There's a lot of funny business happening up north, and Reshiram's relation to Kyurem was our biggest lead."

"I'm sorry, Reshiram?" Jasmine questioned.

Angelo's blood started to rush.

"How did you..." Angelo mumbled.

"We're pretty good explorers, yup yup." a Bidoof chimed, "We found lots of information on legendary pokemon after we did some digging up north."

"We deduced from how your fur shines, it's color, and your abilities that you're connected to Reshiram. And Reshiram is connected to Kyurem, which is also connected to the giant blizzard that's been growing near Maroon. And it's growing out of control pretty quickly..." the Chatot said, "That's what Grovyle and Team Pokepals are researching."

"So then, white star." the Wigglytuff nodded, "You've seen or spoken to the Reshiram, haven't you?"

"How is it any of your business?" Angelo hissed.

"That blizzard threatens everyone, that's how!" the Chatot sassed, "We don't want to pry, but we need to know what's causing it."

"Look, stop all of this now." Jasmine ordered, "I want Angelo to finally feel comfortable somewhere, and you're all ruining it. It can wait."

"I'll just tell you to get it over with." Angelo huffed, "It's fine, Jasmine."

The pokemon around the table stared at Angelo attentively. He looked left and right, but found it much easier to talk looking downward.

"I've had a lot of dreams about it." Angelo said. "No one knows why, but Kyurem got depressed and is making the blizzard itself. On the winter solstice, it will lose hope completely and that'll be the end."

"Legendary pokemon are usually emotionally tamed and shaped as well as keys." the Chatot input, "There must be an outside force."

"It looks like we're dealing with a Primal Kyurem." the Wigglytuff said sullenly.

"Reshiram referred to Kyurem's state as Fallen, not whatever Primal means..." Angelo replied, "But the blizzard isn't a normal one, and I'm not talking about the cold."

"Elaborate." the Chatot requested.

"It drains minerals from the soil and life from pokemon if you go too deep, making it a death sentence if it spreads. There's no surviving it unless you have the personal protection of a legendary pokemon." Angelo said.

"Protection like yours, I'm guessing..." the Chatot sighed.

"We appreciate this information, but maybe you could be a little more specific if you're comfortable?" the Wigglytuff asked, "Oh, and Sunflora. Phone them immediately and tell them the information to be careful."

"Oh my gosh, you're right Guildmaster!" a Sunflora flailed.

Angelo looked down thinking about answering as the Sunflora rushed away. He started to space out thinking on his own.

"I'll tell you later, it's not something much can be done about..." Angelo said.

"Thanks for the information." the Wigglytuff nodded.

"I don't appreciate you questioning my guest like this, Guildmaster." Jasmine said, "Even if it is important, it could've waited."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking too." the Wigglytuff nodded.

"Pardon?" the Chatot blinked.

"I was actually just going to wait until later tonight, but you just took off without me again..." the Wigglytuff huffed, "Besides, you know about our current history and all."

"Well, it seemed pretty pertinent, Guildmaster." the Chatot argued, "Imagine what could've happened if we didn't what we were sending them into..."

"Someone fetch him a towel." the Wigglytuff said, "Lady Jasmine, keep hold on him."

"Eh?" Angelo jumped. He looked over at the Diancie with her hands on his shoulders. "What is it?" he asked.

"Just relax." Jasmine nodded, "I'm here."

Angelo looked back at his tail and saw it shaking around violently. He just noticed he felt out breath and a tad nauseous.

"Just breath in and out, you're fine." Jasmine whispered. Jasmine snapped her fingers calling a rushing Carbink to her side.

"Take him for some 'hefty' relaxation. Calm him down." the Diancie ordered, "I'll be there in just a minute."

A Carbink went on each side of the gray and white Flareon and lifted him up by his arms close to him. He just discovered that his legs felt jittery and weak as they lifted him just slightly over the ground. He focused on trying to get his breath back, but found it wasn't working like it normally does.

"Just breathe. Ok..."