We had just set out from the mainland and things were looking up. The weather was
beautiful and we hadn't come across one Pokemon Gang member. Tsunami was
having quite a good time taking us all for a ride, she really seemed to enjoy swimming.
So did Wikina. She had been swimming alongside Tsunami for most of the trip and she
was really having fun too. I gazed up at the bright sky, there wasn't a cloud up there.
There was a slight breeze, rippling the water as Tsunami swam slowly to Croco Island.
It was still morning and the sun had only just risen. It was still warm though, it always
was around these parts. The cool, crisp morning breeze ruffled my fur and blew my
ears back slightly as I sighed to myself. Everything would of been perfect, except for
the matter of why I was there. I was there to save my family's lives! I couldn't let them
down. The Pokemon Gang had given us two months to bring them the Power Stone,
and it had only taken us about three weeks, we would soon be able to rescue them, but
we didn't really have a plan yet. I guess we would just have to attack them and save
my family, but deep down inside I thought it sounded a bit too simple. And maybe I
was right.......

The water rippled a bit more than before, as if it was going on to become a breaking
wave, this wasn't very wavy sea though. Then the water rippled again, and a few more
came, then water started bubbling in front of us.
'What the?!' Petal exclaimed. The water didn't stop there, it started to rise, a huge
water cyclone rose up in front of us. It started whipping around violently and it started
coming towards us. That's when I heard it. A voice in my head. A harsh voice, but
ever so soft. It whispered to me or did it shout at me? I couldn't tell. It was so faint,
and then it was loud, the words echoed around in my head.
'You shall not succeed.'
Then the cyclone spun towards us and everything went black.

A voice. My name. A friend, or was that a foe? My family. Everyone I knew. There
was calling. Distant calling. Calling to someone. Calling to me. I rose up to the voice. I
floated. Drifted. Swam, towards the voice. It called to me again and again. Was that
my name? I thought it was. I listened but I never heard anything. The voice was calling
me though. I knew it was. It was me that the voice wanted. Me, only me. It called and
called. I started to struggle. I tried my hardest to reach the voice. But then it was
fading. I felt suddenly urgent, I had to get to the voice. It was fading though, leaving
me, deserting me, abandoning me. I tried to call to the voice but nothing came out. I
called and called and called.......

'CARAI!!!' I sat bolt upright. Someone was calling me. I looked around and saw
Mystic walking up the beach. The beach! Why was I on the beach?! Then my thoughts
turned back to my dream. It had seemed so vivid! But now that I tried to remember, it
seemed to be fading, just like the voice had been. What did it mean? Was this my
psychic powers trying to talk to me? Trying to tell me something I desperately needed
to know? I couldn't be sure. I shook the thought out of my head though because
Mystic walked up. He sat down beside me, a worried look on his face.
'Are you okay?' He asked. I nodded.
'I think so.' I replied. Then I looked around, where were the others? 'Where's
everybody else?' I asked Mystic.
'I don't know.' He said, a grave look on his face. 'I was looking along the beach to
find someone, your the first pokemon I've seen.' Then I remembered the water
cyclone, maybe it tossed them onto another island. I hoped not.
'Maybe we should just find somewhere better to lie down and have a proper rest. I'm
still pretty sore from that Twister attack.' Mystic said, I nodded and we started
walking along the beach. We walked for about five minutes and then we found
somewhere to rest. It was about midday now, and I started getting hungry. Luckily
there was lots of fruit on the trees around the beach, and they made a nice meal for
Mystic and I. I tried to relax as best I could, but it wasn't easy.
'How are we going to find the other?' I asked Mystic, 'We aren't even on Croco
Island, and there's no telling where they are. They might not even be on this island!'
Mystic knew I was right, but he just pushed my words away.
'I'm sure we'll be able to find them. And I'm sure they'll be on this island somewhere.'
He said. The sound of his voice told me that he was telling the truth, and that we
would find them here. But his eyes told me another thing. They were sick with worry,
and there was something else in there that looked like pity. Pity for me I guess, pity for
our friends, and pity for my family. If we didn't get the Power Stone to Croco Island,
I'd never see them again. This was when it happened, this was the first time I
remembered. The Power Stone!
'Oh no!' I gasped.
'What?' Mystic asked, looking around quickly.
'The Power Stone. I forgot the Power Stone!' I answered him, 'It could be anywhere!
I had too much on my mind down at the beach, and I must of forgotten it!'
'We have to go back.' He said. We ran quickly down the beach, back in the direction
we had come from. I looked frantically around on the sand, not seeing anything. Now I
was feeling sick with worry! We searched for about half an hour, but we still didn't
find anything.
'I guess we better just go find somewhere to sleep the night.' Mystic said sadly. 'We
can only hope that we can find it tomorrow morning.' I nodded sadly, I knew he was
right, there was nothing we could do now. Maybe there wasn't even a way to help my
family anymore, but I knew Mystic was right about something else, all we could do
was hope. And I did hope. I hoped that we would find a way to save my family,
somehow I knew there was a way. I could only hope.....

(P.O.V. Change)

A small sea creature swam gently along, under the water. It looked above, to the
surface of the water. Had the Eevee failed in her duties? The creature wasn't sure yet,
in fact, the Eevee didn't even know that the duties were hers yet. The creature guessed
that it was her job to tell the Eevee, but how could she? She was so young. The
creature wasn't sure of that yet either. She had been watching the Eevee and her
friends for some time now, watching over them, looking after them. She swam along
ever so gracefully, gliding gently through the water. It was hardly even an effort. The
creature suddenly spotted something up ahead. It was something small and glittery and
she swam slowly towards it. She gasped as she saw what it was. The Power Stone!
Maybe the Eevee had failed her duties, it was her responsibility to keep the stone safe.
More so than she even knew. The creatures eyes glowed for a moment and the stone
lifted up off the seabed. She then continued swimming, the stone trailing along behind
her. Her thin body moving gently through the water again. She was going to find the
Eevee.....