"I just wanted to say 'Hi'."
"Oh... I'm... sorry." he says in a light hearted tone.
".... What are you here for?"
".... That's not any of your buisiness...."
"Oh... I see, you want to show your Umbreon around, but at 4:30 in the morning?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"... Insomnia, huh?"
"I guess..."
"..... Oh well, go on up."
"That easily? This is unusual for you. You usually pester me for hours on end about trivial things..."
"I'm just not that talkative at this hour, that's all."
"Not hyper, huh?"
".... You're awfully happy this morning..."
"Heh," he laughs lightly as he starts to walk away, towards the stairs, "I guess so." Umbreon sighs, he smiles. And climbs the stairs, to the roof.
* * *
After a half an hour of climbing all twenty flights of stairs, he and Umbreon reach the roof. The sun is barely visible between Mt. Moon's peaks, casting a beautiful array of amethyst, sapphire, gold, and crimson in the dawn sky. He places Umbreon on the ground, ensured by the safety of the guard rails lining the edges of the roof, and looks out the skyline of Saffron and beyond to Celadon; then in the direction of Lavender Town, the home of the Pokémon Tower, it's pointed tower roof pokes out above the usual thick veil of fog around the town. "Umbreon, this view is amazing, huh?" he asks it. It barks in aggreement. "I knew you'd like it.".
He notices a faint object off in the distance, steadily approaching him by the second. It looks sort of like a ball of light, with kind of a pink hue to it. What it is, he does not know. Umbreon growls at the sudden disturbance, but suddenly goes calm and gets knocked unconcious. "U-Umbreon?!" he says in a state of panic, "What happened?! Umbreon!" The ball approaches him, he too feels sudden calmness, but he does not feel calm in actuality. The calmness is an artificial feeling brought on by the mysterious pink ball just for him to not fear it, but this feeling intensifies his fear by twice the amount he was feeling before. The ball glows brighter, he shields his eyes, suddenly having the same visions again. He yells out, but only soundless air comes out, he blacks out.
* * *
The darkness didn't go away until a long time after, he finds himself in what appears to be clouds. However, he is not dead. The small figure of a pokémon appears behind him, he senses its presense and turns around to face it. Its catlike pale pink body glows in a sensitive aura, its sapphire eyes show gentleness.
"Do not be afraid of me, Mike." it says to him by telepathy, "I know you, I have seen all you have done for the good of all pokémon in need."
"What the....?" he responds, shocked at its words, "How do you... know my name?!"
"I am psychic."
"Oh, a psychic pokémon... what do you want with me?"
"You are pure of heart, far beyond than what was expected of you."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you really think that you are what you appear to be? Do you really know for sure?"
"Dammit, what do you mean by that? Stop talking in riddles! I can't comprehend anything you are saying to make any sense!"
"I cannot give you that information."
"Why?"
"Because you must find that out yourself."
"How do I do that? Where do I start?"
"Try talking with your friend."
"Sabrina? Does she know anything about this?!"
"She can dive into your mind if needed be to find out what you need to know."
"Anybody else that might be of use?"
"You will find the answer, sooner or later." It starts to fade away, "Until we meet again, goodbye." Bright light washes over him again, making him sheild his eyes again, plunging him into darkness again soon after.