Chapter 31:

"Why does the Plasma Frigate have to be so damn cold?" Black muttered as he and Bianca crept along a narrow corridor with long metal pipes lining both sides and even the ceiling. Bursts of freezing white vapor spurted occasionally from the intersecting pieces of pipe, and the metals constantly groaned and creaked as if they were under a great deal of pressure. Their feet echoed eerily along the grated metal of the floor, and the utility corridor seemed to twist and turn endlessly in the depths of the frigate.

"It lowered the temperature outside the frigate as well," Bianca added. "It doesn't feel like any ship should be this cold."

The frigate suddenly lurched forward causing both Bianca and Black to topple forward as the ship tipped downwards before regaining stability. The pipes began clattering incessantly as the steam emitted from them increased exponentially causing the entire utility corridor to be filled with the freezing white mist. "What the Distortion World was that?" Black demanded.

"I'm not sure… maybe… maybe the frigate's under attack."

"Maybe… um… Bianca, you can get off me now." Bianca felt her cheeks begin to heat up as she realized that she had fallen squarely on top of Black effectively pinning him down.

She scrambled to her feet and stuttered, "S-Sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Black said as he too got up and brushed himself off. "Anyway, even if the Celestas or the League are attacking the frigate, we still need to find the engine room to bring it down."

They began walking once more down the hall with Bianca trailing quietly behind Black. Black scanned the walls to see if there was any hatch off towards the side that would lead to the engine room. He'd lost track of how long they'd been wandering down here, but he was sure it'd been several hours which only increased his anxiety. The longer they were on here, the more likely they were to get caught before they could do anything to stop neo Team Plasma.

"Black… do you think we'll make it out of here. Like, honestly. Not pep talk stuff," Bianca asked as she drew closer to him as the pipes began to make an odd rattling noise.

"You know what I believe Bianca," Black said seriously as he turned to look at the pale, frightened girl. "I believe in self-fulfilling prophecies. If you tell yourself you won't make it out of this, then you won't, but if you fight like you think you'll see another sunrise, then you will. I have to tell myself that we'll be okay because if I don't, I'll lose focus and let fear take over. So yes Bianca, we're going to make it."

Bianca swallowed before nodding and shakily saying, "Alright. I believe you Black."

"Just think of it like a Pokemon battle. No matter how tough the opponent you face is, you have to believe and plan your attacks like you can win it," Black explained as they continued down the corridor, "Not that you shouldn't realize your own weaknesses compared to the opponent, but every Pokemon no matter how weak they might be can do something to help during the battle."

Bianca sighed, "Maybe that's my problem. I'm bad at Pokemon battles."

"No. The only problem is you think too much during a battle," Black said. "Besides, you don't need to be a great Pokemon battler to be a strong person."

"But I'm… I'm not a strong person," Bianca said so quietly she thought Black hadn't heard, but he stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. Bianca continued, "I'm scared Black. I… I can't do anything to help, and I just drag everyone else down. Maybe if I was braver and told you sooner about N or maybe… maybe if I was a better judge of character, I could have stopped this. I'm sorry for not being a better person."

"Is that seriously what you tell yourself?" Black demanded, and when Bianca gave a small nod, Black said, "Bianca, you're the most amazing person I know. You came here to help us because you care about your friends and the Unova Region. You could have stayed behind, but you didn't. Not to mention that you're the smartest person out of all of us."

Bianca averted her eyes and whispered, "That's not me. That's Cheren. I'm just the ditzy airhead."

"Um… who's the one going to college and planning on getting a PhD in Pokemon biology? Not Cheren. Bianca you're already starting to work at one of the most prestigious labs in all the Unova Region, and you know it's not because of favoritism since it's Professor Juniper and she's really selective of her assistants. Bianca, it doesn't matter if you're the bravest because you're brave when it really counts. It doesn't matter if you're a good trainer since you have so many other things going for you. You're enough the way you are, and you certainly don't have to prove yourself to anyone; least of all to me."

When Black had said this, he'd taken Bianca's hands into his own causing her eyes to widen as she looked up into his chestnut eyes. She blushed slightly, and whispered, "T-Thanks Black." Impulsively, she let go of his hands and threw her arms around him and tightly embraced him. His arms wrapped around her as well, and he brought her in closer so that her cheek was pressed against his chest where she heard his steady heartbeat. She was faintly surprised when she felt his hands move up her spine and gently caress her blonde hair, but instead of pulling away, she tightened her grip so that they were even closer than before.

In the end, it was Black who pulled away with his cheeks tinged a bright shade of Cheri red as he stuttered, "U-Um… a-anyway, y-yeah… the engine room. We better get going."

They began walking down the tunnel, but this time, Bianca walked next to him—their hands brushing against each other. Black still looked slightly embarrassed, but when Bianca grabbed his hand as they continued down, his immediately held hers so that their fingers were interlacing.

They hadn't been walking for too much longer when they finally came to an intersection in the labyrinth of pipes that had metal rungs welded to the side leading up to a hatch. On the hatch painted in yellow were the words: 'Engines: Caution machinery may start without warning.'

"I think we're in the right place."


I braced myself against the slick metal walls of the Plasma Frigate as the ship tilted forward and the dim fluorescent lights flickered plunging us into momentary darkness. When the lights came back on, it was only the eerie red glow of the emergency lights making the hallway seem even darker and more terrifying.

I glanced over at Cheren who had fallen to the floor behind Trixie. Trixie at least had managed to keep her balance during the momentary imbalance of the frigate. Nightstar, who had been hiding in my thick brown hair which I'd let down per Trixie's suggestion, peaked his head out and twitched his ears slightly, 'What was that?'

I shook my head, "I don't know… Those Plasma members mentioned a big attack happening tonight. This could be related."

Cheren got to his feet and said, "I think you might be right. The League had no idea where the Plasma Frigate was or that it could fly, and we haven't been able to contact them to warn them. It could be the Celestas, but I'm not sure how they would get here either."

Trixie's disguise as a Plasma guard shimmered and morphed to a young woman with long ebony hair, wire-rimmed glasses, and a long white lab coat. She gestured us to keep following her, and she turned to walk through another set of doors that led to yet another stairwell where she raced down the stairs.

Cheren and I followed her as quietly as we could despite how our bulky boots clattered down the metal stairs causing the sound to reverberate in the enclosed area. We finally came to a set of doors with a large yellow D on it. When we walked through the doors, my pulse began to race and my breath caught in my throat as I saw that the area we had just walked into was full of Plasma guards and men and women wearing similar white lab coats to the one Trixie had. I glanced nervously over at Cheren who was trying to look as confident as possible. I was comforted that I could at least feel Nightstar's warm breath and soft fur rubbing the back of my neck as we began walking through the crowd of Plasma members.

We walked silently by a couple of scientists loitering the halls, and I caught one saying, "I heard the attack was even more powerful than Dr. Colress had predicted. The blast spread through the entire city, the suburbs, and even some of the rural areas."

A couple of guards beyond them were chattering, "Thank Arceus these attacks finally happened. I'm getting tired of being cooped up in the frigate all day."

"It's just too bad that the attacks were so severe," one said sadly. "I don't care about the League, but all of Opelucid City… I know it had to happen, but it's still sad."

I glanced over at Cheren who was looking rather pale, but he managed to continue looking stoically ahead with no reaction to what he'd just heard. I fought to keep my hands relaxed instead of tightly bound fists, but it was hard especially when learning that they'd apparently attacked an entire city.

We turned another corner which was fortunately less crowded than the other hallway, but there were more guards here who looked like they were patrolling this area. We barely walked two steps down the corridor when a guard came up to us, "I'm afraid I'll have to ask you two to leave. Lord Ghetsis has ordered this area to be completely off limits while the intruders are on board."

"Sir, we've been ordered to escort this scientist, Dr. Genkaku, to Dr. Colress," Cheren replied confidently.

The guard narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "What's your security clearance?"

"Um…" Cheren started, but Trixie had already taken the initiative to punch the guard in the jaw sending him tumbling to the ground. The other patrolling guards swore and brought out their pokeballs while one started to radio in, but Nightstar had at that point leapt out from beneath my hair and jumped straight to the guards where he sent out a pulse of electricity. For good measure, Trixie reverted back to her Pokemon form and lunged at each of the Plasma members with dark pulses of energy to ensure that each of them was knocked out.

"I think they noticed that," Cheren muttered noting how quiet it had gotten from the corridor we had just come from. He grabbed my hand and we bolted down the long, twisting hallway.

Several Plasma members ran around the corner to see us running by several passed out guards, and one of them radioed, "The intruders are in Level D down hallway 1 disguised as members of Team Plasma. They have a Shinx and a Zorua with them."

Cheren unhooked a pokeball which he quickly threw behind him at the Plasma members who were racing after us revealing Clove. The Plasma members sent out their own Pokemon which included a Watchog and a Stoutland. I turned to stop the Watchog from using hypnosis on us while I had the Stoutland turn and tackle one of the members. "Clove use surf!" Cheren shouted.

The Carracosta generated a large body of water which it immediately sent down the hallway flooding the metal walls and sweeping the Plasma members away. Cheren returned his Pokemon, and we continued sprinting down through the twisting metal maze until we came to a lead door with a security panel to the side of it. Without a moment's hesitation, Cheren sent out a large Conkeldurr who immediately smashed open the door without waiting to see if we could make it through the security panel.

Trixie and Nightstar immediately led us inside where we were met with brightly lit labs that lined the sides of the hallway. Each of them was filled with monitors and tables scattered with notes and scraps of metal some of which were being assembled. The monitors had sloppy notes and equations scribbled across them along with scientific jargon. One room contained a slab of ice that was being scanned by a machine, but the lab itself was completely devoid of people.

Nightstar and Trixie started sneezing the further we walked into the lab. Nightstar wiggled his nose slightly, 'This place smells awful! It smells like Bianca did when we were out by Icirrus City and she insisted on wearing about two max repels.' It was so bad that Cheren's Conkeldurr refused to step a foot inside the lab. Instead the Pokemon swung his head back and forth, snuffled slightly from the smell, and even began to take big, lumbering steps away from the area before Cheren returned him.

The lab was discomfortingly quiet aside from a gentle hum of machinery that was heard throughout the frigate, and it only got worse the further we got inside. My heart was pounding against my chest as we ran inside a large circular room with black metal walls and a large white circle in the middle. The temperature here seemed to drop by at least 10 degrees or more when we entered the room, but since there was nothing here, we continued moving forward.

We slowed down, and we peered into the labs as we walked swiftly down the corridor. Each of them was filled with medical equipment such as heart monitors, bottles of medicine and needles, or bags of fluid. Bulky machinery lined each room along with dozens of notes scrawled across monitors in large, loopy handwriting. Glass beakers lined several shelves each filled with a variety of chemicals and substances.

It felt like my heart would pound out of my chest from the anxiety and adrenaline pumping through my veins as we came to the final door to the side of the hall. Inside were dozens of monitors and computers accompanied with medical equipment like the other rooms, but most importantly, at the very back of the lab was a holding area protected by a glass wall where a sixteen-year-old boy with a mess of tea green hair was behind it. His back was currently pressed against the far wall, and he had his arms wrapped around his legs and his head resting on his knees in fetal position.

I ran to the cell and slammed my fist against the heavy glass while Trixie yipped madly and attacked the glass. "N!" I yelled as I ripped off my half mask. N wearily looked up with lifeless and hopeless eyes. His normally pale skin looked a sickening sheen of white with only dark circles beneath his lusterless stormy blue eyes giving his face any color.

I saw a flicker of confusion as he asked skeptically, "Ivory… is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. We're here to rescue you!" As I said this, Nightstar went over to the security panel by the door and began sending volts of electricity to short circuit the door.

I splayed my hands against the glass, and N slowly got up to walk over to the glass wall. He placed his hands against where mine were, and my blood boiled when I saw that both his wrists were securely bound in black braces. His eyes were still dark and miserable as he sadly shook his head, "You can't be here Ivory… this has to be a dream."

I slid my hand down the glass where his face was and imagined running my fingers through his soft green hair and along the curve of his cheek. "I'm really here. We're going to get you out of here. I promise."

N shook his head and whispered, "It's too late… it's too late to stop them."

There was a faint click and electrical crackle as the wires Nightstar had been attacking short circuited causing the door to N's cell to slide open. Without a moment's hesitation, I dashed inside the cell and flung my arms around N's disturbingly spindly figure. He staggered slightly from my weight and would have most likely fallen had I not steadied myself and held him close to me. I lightly combed my fingers through his hair and rested my head in the crook of his neck while ignoring the cold metal of the black collar that was there. I brushed my lips against his soft skin and kissed him tenderly.

N's body felt rigid and tense in my arms, but he too returned my hug albeit a little awkwardly since he couldn't properly use his hands. He nuzzled his head into my brown locks and whispered mournfully, "Oh Ivory… why did you have to come? If they find you…" N shook his head and pulled from our embrace. He lifted his hand and with his fingers that weren't locked in the brace slid them down the side of my face and brushed my hair out of my face. He looked me in the eyes, and said urgently, "Listen, you have to get out of here before they find you. Get off this frigate and never come back."

I shook my head, "Not without you. Besides, literally everyone knows we're here." I took his arm and gently but firmly led him outside his cell as I said lightly, "Plus, a knight in shining armor does not travel all the way to where the crazy pirates kidnapped her prince only to leave empty handed."

N stopped, "Ivory, you don't understand. I… I…" he looked down in shame before continuing, "I don't have my powers anymore. He took it all from me and is using it to destroy Unova. Opelucid City… Ivory, those were Kyurem and my powers combined that wiped it out. Please, you can't fight them. Not when I'm still here."

"N remember what I said about not giving me that self-sacrificing Tauros crap," I said sharply as I once more dragged him towards the lab exit where Cheren was waiting impatiently outside to stay as a lookout. "I knew something awful had happened earlier… I mean, I didn't think it would be them taking your powers, but when I heard about the attack, I kind of suspected they'd done something to you. This is a really bad situation but trust me when I say that we know some people that can help."

"Ivory I don't know-"

"Stop. We're going together to escape and get help and that's final," I said determinedly.

I pulled N through the doors, and Cheren said, "It's about time. I'm surprised Team Plasma isn't here already with all the ruckus we made outside." Nightstar and Trixie again took charge leading us down the lab.

We had just made it to the empty main circular room when I felt an icy chill seep into my veins causing a shiver to run along my spine. "Oh Arceus," N whispered faintly. "It's them."

"Oh dear," I heard a pleasant voice say. "You three aren't supposed to be here." I looked to the source of the voice and saw that a man with a long white lab coat, glasses, some electronic equipment attached to his arm, and slicked back blond hair with a strange blue strand that wrapped around his head. He was carrying a tablet in one of his hands which he had apparently been studying when he walked inside. He didn't look all that frightening or intimidating and in fact had a rather nice smile.

N's body stiffened as he backed away from the scientist in front of us, and Cheren muttered to me, "That's Dr. Colress. The guy that built the Pokemon control device."

Trixie and Nightstar growled ferociously at the man and I yelled, "Nightstar use spark on Dr. Colress."

Nightstar charged forward, but before he could reach the scientist, Nightstar slowed and turned to me worriedly. He swished his tail, 'Ivory… are you sure that's the best idea?'

I stared at Nightstar for a moment, "What do you mean is it the best idea? Use spark and knock him out." I now noticed that Trixie was also trying to move forward, but she balked whenever she got too close to Dr. Colress and shied away.

The scientist calmly stepped towards us without meeting any resistance from either Nightstar or Trixie. Now I felt fear begin to weigh down on me like a ton of bricks, and I looked urgently to Nightstar who sadly shook his head while apologizing profusely for not being able to stop Dr. Colress. The man stopped in front of us and looked directly at N while ignoring both Cheren and I, "Specimen 14, I would have thought you'd learned by now that it's impossible to escape this frigate. I'm afraid this will automatically qualify you for a visit to the Shadow Triad. Unless of course you return to your cell and wait patiently while the lock is repaired."

N looked down and didn't say a single word, but I yelled, "Hey you son-of-a-Herdier his name's Natural Harmonia and he's never going back to that cell."

Cheren was busily studying Nightstar and Trixie who were still refusing to attack and asked, "What did you do to the Pokemon?"

Dr. Colress' yellow eyes brightened, and he excitedly turned to Cheren, "Isn't it brilliant! I've perfected my device so that all Pokemon including ones bonded to Whisperers follow my command. The range of both wild and captured Pokemon that can be controlled has also been increased so that Team Plasma can effectively direct an entire army of Pokemon that can be led across the Unova Region. Team Plasma's already successfully led an attack against the Unova League with the device. An absolute massacre on the League's end."

Cheren stared at the scientist and pursed his lips. I, on the other hand, didn't hesitate to lunge at the scientist in the hopes that I'd be able to tackle him and somehow manage to destroy the device attached to his wrist. My arms nearly reached the scientist who still hadn't bothered to look in my direction when someone aggressively knocked my arms back down to my waist where they then securely held them in place while cold metal was placed against my throat. I instinctively swung my leg back against a solid mass. I heard a sharp hiss as the blade was pressed more firmly against my neck causing a trickle of blood to be drawn.

I glanced over at Cheren and saw that another Shadow Triad member had grabbed Cheren in a similar hold to mine. N continued to stare down at the ground and Dr. Colress took a hold of N's chin and raised it to study him carefully like a Pokemon collector would a shiny Pokemon. "Truly a fascinating creature to have the ability to command even bonded Pokemon."

"Permission to speak, Dr. Colress," N said quietly.

"Granted."

N glanced over at me and then Cheren, "Please don't hurt them. Just torture me and let them go."

Dr. Colress laughed, "Oh Specimen 14, you seem to forget that you have absolutely no power here. Quite literally now. Your requests and demands have no effect on Team Plasma's decisions, and I'm afraid your friends were ordered to be executed the minute they approached the frigate. Nothing you say will change that verdict."

N finally glowered at the scientist and I saw the familiar spark of fight and determination I'd so often seen before light up in N's eyes. He sprang forward and barreled into Dr. Colress' chest which sent both tumbling to the ground. N fumbled to rip off the braces on his wrist, and once his hands were free, he grabbed the scientist's arm with the device attached and viciously swung it to the cold metallic floor to try and destroy it.

Unfortunately, the final Triad member appeared and forcefully pulled N off the scientist. N continued to writhe in the Triad's arms until he dropped N to the floor and pressed something on his wrist which caused N to reach for his collar and begin screaming in agony. "Stop it!" I yelled as I struggled to get away from the Shadow Triad holding me, but he just tightened his grip and pressed the blade deeper against my throat making the cut widen.

Dr. Colress got to his feet, straightened his skewed glasses and rumpled lab coat, and checked the device on his arm. "Now really Specimen 14 that was completely uncalled for. Luckily the device is far more durable than a few hits to the ground." Dr. Colress turned to finally look at me and said, "Don't kill the Whisperer right away. I'd love to run some final experiments on her with the device. I want to see if it can make a Pokemon kill a Whisperer. Who knows, maybe her own Shinx will kill her."

"No!" I screamed, but by that point the Shadow Triad member had grabbed N and teleported all three of us away from the lab.


Iris walked silently through the frozen wasteland of bleakly rising spires and tall buildings that had once been her home. Dotting the sides of the road were dozens of fleeing citizens and Pokemon desperately fleeing the city from the icy blast. The figures of running humans and scurrying Pokemon were frozen in place like grotesque ice sculptures—each with an expression of unadulterated terror. Cold wind whipped through the frozen ground zero creating an eerie hollow, empty sound as it swept through the buildings and the few cracks of ice.

Iris slid her hand along the ice encrusted over the buildings and felt the frigid chill creep into her fingers and shoot through arm. Oddly enough, the longer she held her hand there, instead of warming the ice even slightly to cause it to thaw, it only grew colder and colder. Iris withdrew her hand, but not before she saw movement through the veil of ice from one of the rooms in the building. She glanced around her, and saw that people were still alive in the frozen buildings each trying desperately to break through the crystal ice.

"Let's go Drake," Iris yelled as she unleashed her Druddigon. The large dragon type roared next to her, "Destroy the ice!"

The Druddigon's arm began glowing a flaming red as he powerfully swung it at the icy sheet in front of him only to have the attack ricochet back with double the force. Drake roared in pain as he was sent crashing backwards. Red released his Charizard and said, "Char use flamethrower on the ice," Hot flames sprung out of the Charizard's mouth and spread across the ice, but when the fire had died down, the ice looked the same as it had been before. There wasn't even a single drop of liquid to indicate any melting had occurred. Iris placed her hand on the ice once more and found it to be just as cold as it had been before the flames.

"What the Distortion World? It's not even like ice… it's more like diamond. Unbreakable," Iris said as she pulled her hand back to look at the other Pokemon Masters. "If we can't break it, that means…"

Pearl quickly threw out another Pokemon, a Claydoll, and said, "Use teleport to get through the ice." The Claydoll vanished momentarily, but soon reappeared just outside the sheet of ice. It turned to Pearl and motioned its body back and forth. "We can't get through with teleportation either…"

Iris looked again at the ice walls where people silently slammed their fists against the ice, "All those people… they're trapped in the ice. If they can't get them out, they won't have access to food or medical supplies. They'll all slowly die…"

To make matters worse, Iris got a phone call at that point from Grimsley. When she answered the phone, she heard Grimsley wheeze, "Iris… Team Plasma just attacked the Pokemon League. They used that device of theirs and turned all our Pokemon against us and stormed the entire vicinity. They slaughtered most of the League members defending the League, and they raided your office. I'm sure they took the Light and Dark Stone. We ourselves barely made it out of there before our own Pokemon…"

Iris stood there frozen to the spot as she listened to Grimsley. Her hands shook slightly, and she struggled to remain calm despite feeling like the world around her was collapsing. She tried to take calming breaths so that she could evenly say, "They've also attacked Opelucid City. I need the four of you to stay low and regroup at Black City. We can come up with some sort of plan to fight back there."

"Alright. We'll be there as soon as we can."

Iris hung up the phone and said, "Team Plasma just attacked the Pokemon League… they've… managed to overthrow it and… steal the Light and Dark Stones." The Pokemon Masters exchanged uneasy glances while Iris desperately thought to herself, 'What am I going to do? How can I possibly stop this? I… I have to keep leading the Unovans even with all this… horror… Oh Arceus, how can I defeat an enemy that can use our own weapons against us?'

Iris refused to think about surrendering to neo Team Plasma… not to a group of terrorists that would rule the Unova Region with an iron fist. She refused to give in to them, but if they had the Light and Dark Stone… the Unova Region hadn't stood a chance against N the first time Team Plasma had attacked, and quite honestly, it had been a miracle they'd gotten out. Despite having tried to better prepare the League for a possible Whisperer attack, they were woefully unprepared for anything like this.

Iris finally lashed out and punched the impenetrable ice while ignoring the sharp pain that shot through her wrist. She had to do something… anything… "I'm sorry for the loss of your city Champion Iris," a melodic voice called softly. Iris straightened immediately and swiveled around to see that just past the Pokemon Masters where two people dressed in robes and tunics. One had wavy blond hair, stormy blue eyes, and he had a commanding spirit that caught Iris' attention. The woman next to him looked to be middle aged like the man, but she wore simple black breeches, a blue tunic, had a long fighting stick slung across her back, and her raven hair was tightly wound in a braid.

It left a sour impression for Iris since it vaguely reminded her of Team Plasma's original outfits and N's own robes. Iris instinctively reached for her pokeballs, but it was Drake who placed a claw on her shoulder and shook his head. The other Pokemon Masters also backed away, but each of them seemed to recognize the man in front of them. "Who are you?" Iris demanded.

"My name is Jonathon from the Sinnoh Region," he said calmly, but Iris noted that the accent didn't sound very much like Sinnoh. It was a harsher dialect, and this man's voice was lilted and sounded in a series of cadences rather than just words. He gestured to the woman standing next to him who bowed to Iris respectfully, "This is Kayla, and I believe you've already run into my nephew several times. N Harmonia."

"You… you're… Celestas," Iris said finally understanding the outfits and the accents. "From Eterna Forest."

"Yes, and I'm afraid that all our best efforts to find N have not been sufficient to prevent catastrophe from befalling your Region. And for that, I offer my sincerest apology."

"What do you mean you've been doing something?" Iris demanded harshly. "I've sent dozens of League members to investigate Eterna Forest and all they've found is a forest that goes in circles. We haven't heard anything from you and-"

Ruby coughed loudly and interjected, "Um… Champion Iris, Yellow, who's not here right now, is actually a Celesta, and they've been the ones giving us leads to where N is ever since he ran after Team Plasma's first fall."

Pearl and Red nodded in agreement, and Iris said, "Oh… um… well, can you… get rid of this ice and stop Team Plasma?"

"That's why I'm here, Champion Iris," Jonathon said calmly. "I can't thaw this ice since it was created by a god. No Pokemon or human can so much as scratch the surface of it, but another one of the gods can. However, I fear we must leave the trapped humans inside their icy cells for the time being. Ghetsis Harmonia has spread himself thin with these attacks, and some of our own have already infiltrated their flying vessel. Now would be the opportune time to strike them for a last and final time."

Iris shook her head, "We have to regroup, and I don't even fully know who you are or what your strengths and weaknesses-"

"I am not offering you my assistance, Iris," Jonathon said authoritatively. "I am informing you that the Celestas will attack Team Plasma, and this is more of an invitation for you, Satoshi, Dawn, and Brendan to accompany us in battle."

The Pokemon Masters exchanged glances, and Pearl said, "Well, I'm in." Pearl looked over at Iris, "Trust me when I say that you don't want to miss a fight with the Celestas. I mean, last time they summoned Giratina and sent Cyrus to the Distortion World." Jonathon sighed and looked pointedly at Pearl, "Whoops. Sorry, I wasn't supposed to say that."

The other Pokemon Masters each agreed, and finally Iris said, "If it saves the Unova Region, then I'll definitely fight with you."

A/N: Sorry for the late update! Just a couple of notes about stuff not fully explained:

Yellow's name is Chase because he's based on the male character from Let's Go Pikachu! and the Celesta's only call people by their real names rather than trainer names (i.e. they'd call Black Hilbert) Red doesn't have an actual name... so that made it kind of difficult. I ended up naming him Satoshi after Ash, but he's nothing like Ash.

Dr. Colress' device works on Trixie and Nightstar because it's based off of N's frequency when he's using his powers. (I mean, I could tell you I just wrote it that way since all this is made up pseudo science with a couple of real facts to make it seem real lol)

We're coming to the finale of the story! Yay! I've worked a lot harder on this one than my first one (honestly, my first story was just me thinking that I wanted to read some ferriswheelshipping with Team Plasma being more intelligent with sympathetic ideologies and a bunch of weird mythology in it. I didn't know the can of worms I was opening when I started writing this. Then this story comes along, and I was like 'I need my characters back in it' and while writing it I realized I had to actually write an outline since I wasn't going to follow the B2W2 story as much as I did the first one. Hey, it was a real learning experience)

Thanks again for the support! Reviews always welcome, and I hope you all stay safe from the coronavirus! Wash those hands!

SPOILERS! There's a dark chapter ahead which will have the summary at the end if reading about things like torture and death make you uncomfortable.