Hey, another chapter! But you must know that by now, seeing as you're reading this.

Karkon, I actually agree with you. The last chapter was way too short and overdue. My fountain of ideas kind of fizzled and died. However, I hope to make up for that in this one! And I'm glad somebody bothered to translate the messages! There's going to be more of that this chapter, hint hint.

PsychoSpiff, that was one the Easter egg type things I put in there.

Thine Eyes Deception, as I believe Karkon was attempting to say, Sir Spazm is mortally afraid of I do have his permission, though. And as for the languages…I wanted to have some other languages, mostly so I could hide messages in them, and I figured a 'trio' would be useful for this. I'd already used the Birds and Dogs/Cats/Beasts/Hamsters, and if I used the Regis I could also use Regitable.

Ri2, read the above.

And now on to the chapter.

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Managing to break through the crowd long enough to reach Porygon and Two, Jirachi greeted them as he slowed his hovering to a stop.

Two welcomed him and then asked, "So, what was all that about?"

"Oh, Regirock fell over." Two nodded as if she knew the large bundle of rocks. "I met him and his brother…things…"

"Oh, them." Two laughed. "They're an odd bunch, aren't they?"

At that precise moment, a large red-and-white orb rolled past them. Its only features were two large eyes and a grin that seemed to say "I'm going to eat you!"

"An Electrode? What the…" Two's sentence cut off as another, and yet another Electrode rolled past. It seemed everyone had noticed the orb Pokémon, which eventually all stopped in what seemed to be a grid pattern.

A young, feminine voice carried from over the crowd: "Ooh, let's poke it!" There was a silence, in which Jirachi assumed the voice's owner was poking the nearest Electrode. "Hey, it's glowing…uh oh…"

Suddenly, several large explosions filled Jirachi's ears. It seemed as if a thundercloud had descended on the Gathering, what with all the crashes and the dense smoke. Jirachi was flung back farther than he could tell, and bounced off something green and gray. He landed very near to where he started, confused and a little shook up. He could Porygon talking.

"Someone set us the bomb!" This only added to Jirachi's confusion. Soon, another voice, this one sounding angrier, seemed to cut through the thinning smoke.

"Attention 'Legendary' Pokémon!" The voice had an almost mocking tone to it, as if somebody's evil plans had finally succeeded. "So, you think you're all special, huh? We 'ordinary' Pokémon aren't good enough for you? Well, who's special now, eh?"

With this last taunt, most of the smoke finally cleared away, and the source of the voice became clear. A large, four-winged bat-like Pokémon was visible hovering over the central rock-podium. As the rest of the smoke cleared, behind him one could see a huge horde of various species of Pokémon, and all of them carried masks of loathing on their faces.

At this point several Gathering-goers took it upon themselves to get rid of the mob. There was another large explosion, and when the smoke cleared this time all of the offending non-legendaries were all lying on the ground, unconscious.

All of the Legendaries were getting back to their previous conversations when another loud voice carried over the crowd. "You may think you have defeated us, but look!" A larger mob of angry Pokémon had appeared, this time lead by an equally angry giraffe-like Pokémon. Jirachi could hear Regitable saying something to his fellow Regis.

"So jetzt stören Sie, zu übersetzen, was wir sagen?"

"Fools!" The giraffe said proudly. "You'll never defeat us all, for we –" She never got to finish her sentence, however, as yet again many of the stronger legendaries sent the attackers flying. Unfortunately, an even larger mob of Pokémon appeared, this time under the command of a small talking mushroom.

"There are too many of us! You can never defeat us!" The shrunken mushroom began laughing, but was interrupted as once again the stronger legendaries decimated the ranks of the unruly Pokémon.

And this happened many, many times, so many times in fact that to write about them all would take far too long and be much too repetitive to be an interesting story. The mobs seemed to subside for a short while during lunch, but reappeared soon after (some of the Pokémon still having food scraps on their chins). So many common Pokémon came that soon all of the stronger legendaries like Rayquaza were exhausted. Which, Jirachi realized, was probably what the rioters were planning all along.

The four-winged bat from the first mob apparently had regained consciousness and rose high above the mob once more.

"Ha ha! You've fallen right into our trap! Now we can take all the weak ones and hold them for ransom!" He said, with a maniacal tint to his voice.

"But, sir…" A grunt in the mob shouted. "We're Pokémon, we don't have a currency or anything of real value…" Alas, the soldier's complaint was overridden by a war cry from the bat. Instantly, the whole mob rushed forward into the remainder of the Legendaries.

As the mob washed over the legendaries like a wave, one of them noticed Jirachi and flew right for him. It was a large, red dragon, with a fire burning on the end of its tail. It begun a spiral down towards him, and it engulfed itself in flame. Jirachi was preparing to raise a psychic barrier when something poped in to existence between him and his flaming assailant. Jirachi quickly realized it was Deoxys, the strange schizophrenic he had met earlier.

"Well, I'm glad I got that problem resolved." The orange and green alien said aloud. "Hey, what's going on here?" His problem was answered quite punctually as the fireball slammed right into the confused Pokémon. Now both he and the dragon were diving towards the ground, but the collision had driven the flaming dragon off course enough not to hit Jirachi. The pair hit the ground with a loud, blinding crash.

When Jirachi looked back he saw not two, but five figures in the sizable crater, four of which looked very similar and were arguing with each other.

"Oh, this is all your fault!" Said angrily the one with many tentacles. He was pointing one of these at the large, bulky figure across the crater from him.

"No it's not! I didn't do anything!" He whined. The third one, who only had a few tentacles, joined the fray.

"Idon'tevenseehowit'sabadthing.Nowwecanallcoexistintherealworldasopposedtoonehead."

"The Speed addict has a point!" The angry one said. "Let's go kick some butt!"

"Thatreallyisn'tmuchrelatedtowhatIsaid…" But nonetheless, the hyper one eagerly started attacking the nearest mob member.

Jirachi turned his focus away to see a bunch of the angry attackers beating up a white, almost spherical Pokémon with four blue legs sticking out of one side. It appeared to be frightened, and it sucked its legs into its eggshell of a body. Jirachi could see Porygon attempting to rescue him, but the would-be hero quickly turned and fled towards Jirachi as the gang of malcontents began rolling the poor egg-shelled Pokémon at him by standing on it and running backwards.. As the avian flew past Jirachi he screamed in terror:

"All our base is belong to them!" Wanting to help out the poor rolling Pokémon (and, on the side, Porygon) Jirachi focused a little Psychic energy on halting the unfortunate Gathering-goer. The rioters who had been rolling him, however, kept going and thus ended up in heap. The eggshell Pokémon righted itself and thanked Jirachi. He could see two, glowing eyes somewhere inside through a black hole at one end of the eggshell.

"Hey, thanks for that…" The Pokémon suddenly shot a large stream of off color flame at the heap of mob members, ensuring no other spherical Pokémon would be harassed that day.

Regice appeared out of the mob, several Pokémon clinging to him hopelessly trying to inflict some damage to his icy frame. "Je ne puis pas croire que je suis parvenu à faire tout cela sans donner réellement à ce type un nom!" Jirachi assumed that the goliath had said something congratulatory, but he couldn't be sure.

Jirachi heard a loud, metallic clanking noise coming from behind him. He could see a large, shiny aggressor charging at him. It looked quite like the Rhydon Rayquaza had described, but it seemed to be covered in steel armor. The area suddenly got much colder, and Jirachi saw a chunk of ice fly from somewhere behind him at the charging Pokémon. The rioter promptly took on a ghastly shade of blue, and skidded to a stop, just barely avoiding crashing into Jirachi. It started to rise again, but Regice brought his arm down in between the Pokémon's horns and it fell down to the ground and stayed there.

"Voyez, je l'a fait encore!"

Jirachi looked around the island at the base of Sky Pillar. It seemed that, while not being quite as strong as Rayquaza and the other super-legendaries, the 'weaker' ones could handle themselves quite well. However, it was not to last, and even those as skilled as Regice and the many personalities of Deoxys were not enough to hold off the nigh-endless mob. Jirachi was surrounded by a swarm of copies of himself (that had once been blank-eyed pink blobs), when they all focused their other-wise feeble psychic powers to push him right into the sleeping body of the Rhydon look-alike from before, which was enough to render Jirachi unconscious himself.

Jirachi woke up later with a horrendous headache. Remember, his head is made of metal. He was used to these, however, being a Psychic type, so he could get along relatively well. After the short while it took for his vision to refocus, he could see he was in a dark room. When he scooted himself across the ground, his feet hit what he realized were bars to a cage. Looking around, he could see it was rather small. Jirachi could also tell he was not alone, wherever he was, but that was more due to the light that came from short distance ahead of him.

When he examined the light more closely he saw that it was in the shape of a bird – a pink and blue bird. This was not Two, however – it was her strange Zero-Wing quoting sibling. Jirachi remembered that they were 'robotic', and guessed that trait had something to with Porygon's ability to glow. Silently, the avian floated around his cage, seemingly looking for something.

"Anything I can do to help?" Jirachi whispered, wondering if he would get an understandable answer from the strange bird. He did, but it was not what he was expecting – Porygon merely shook his triangular head and kept floating around.

This continued for a few minutes more, then Jirachi realized what Porygon was doing. The bird probably had a headache himself – if robots could get headaches and much the same way having a headache impaired Jirachi he figured it probably did the same to Porygon.

The bird seemed to recover quicker than Jirachi, and he made himself brighter, illuminating much more of where the two were. It seemed they were in a very small room, or perhaps a large metallic box. Porygon gave a small noise, which Jirachi suspected was out of joy or some celebratory emotion. He had found a small indent in one of the walls, closer to Porygon, and it had a hole in it along with nine pads that the numbers one through nine on them, in a very strange order.

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And so ends Chapter 5!

This wasn't all that much longer than the last chapter. But it came along sooner, didn't it? Aren't I nice?

The next one should be coming along within next week. Assuming my appendix doesn't get removed.

Until next time,

Sir Pudding