Episode 2
Uncharted Hearts:
Part 1 The Warning

The journey through the Oriage Woods did not take long for our Pokémon Trainers to travel through. In less than an hour they had reached Oragen Town, and Marcel quickly heads to his mother's house to inform her on the update to Lacea's check up with Coreonus running alongside him.

Noivern in particular looks to where Marcel runs, but is soon taking in all the new sights quite energetically while remaining beside Ash as they all walk forward. This region is new, and he cannot wait to fly again so he can get a good long look at all his surroundings from the sky. Pikachu is also looking around, still there on Ash's shoulder where he often rides whenever they have adventures together. Ash though, seems worried that Marcel has left them for the time being, yet Tara assures him otherwise as they head on to the laboratory down the road.

"Ash. It is okay. He'll catch us up. We're only heading down to the lab."

"Is there a nurse there?"

"Not that I know of, no."

"Then why are we going to the lab if we have no need?" Ash questions, a little annoyed and still in pain.

"Look, Ash. I know you are worried about yours and your Noivern's injuries, but I did the best I could for the both of you," Tara asserts.

"I know. Sorry."

"Perhaps there are PokéSeals there, and a PokéDex for us, Ash," Brock assumes, not entirely sure himself.

"I doubt that. You three are needing to get to Sacriotu Airport right, and Professor Aspen is meeting you there personally I assume," Román proclaims. "So I assure you she'll hand you these things when you arrive. Maybe even a new starter Pokémon like ours. We are only really here to wait for Marcel," he continues. "Why is your destination towards Sacriotu anyway?"

Misty then answers Román conclusively, "It is Professor Aspen's personal invitation to us, and the fact that we are indeed arriving as assistant hosts for a lecture per say, which will be taking place in the city tomorrow. A total of five hundred new Trainers with their Pokémon partners were also invited from the other regions. I have no idea what specifics have been organised for this event." Both Tara and Román are soon speechless after hearing what Misty had to say, as they continue to travel to the lab waiting for Marcel to arrive. Lacea and Farox simply stroll with them, as the two starter Pokémon and Pikachu ride on their Trainers' shoulders. "Only the fact that we had to bring two of our Pokémon partners with us for this journey," Misty concludes as the gates to the lab come into view. "Right now, I'm glad we did. We would not have survived otherwise."

"One other thing you forgot to mention Misty," Brock stated. "Professor Aspen specifically asked for us because of our past statuses." Román and Tara look at them curiously and silent, wishing to know more. "I am an official Gym Leader as are you Misty, and Ash here is recognised as a Master of Kanto's Battle Frontier and 8th Frontier Brain, as well as an Orange League Champion."

Ash casually laughs with his good limb behind his head. "The things you learn and go through these days."

"Whoa! Seriously!" Tara complies with amazement. "You just have to teach us a few things."

"If you come with us, we can surely try to get you each a seat for this lecture."

"Great!" Tara throws her arm up in absolute joy.

"I hear Professor Oak is going to be there too," Román plainly states.

"Yep," Ash quickly replies. "The one and only."

"I can't wait to learn what he has in store for us," Román concludes before the gates open and a young assistant rapidly comes charging out towards them, very relieved, with Brock's attention drawn to her beauty.

"Mum!" Marcel calls as he rushes indoors hoping his mother hears him. To his ultimate surprise his mother comes rushing in from the garden carrying a full wash basket. She gasps after seeing him, relieved.

"Marcel! Are you and everyone else alright?"

"Sure we are!"

"Sisar, sisar!"

"Oh good."

"Why?" Marcel is confused by the way his mum is acting right now.

"I heard about the crash on the beach."

"Oh..." Marcel replies slightly in awe as he looks down to the floor remembering the two pilots who died there.

Marcel charges towards the flames against Román's better judgement, and sees that two people are trapped inside what may explode at any moment, one who looks out of commission. With blood oozing from the head injury of the other and an arm twisted backwards out of socket, a bag is thrown out from the gap under the mangled metal into Marcel's arms.

"Please..! Find, them..!" The loud hissing that occurs just before flame starts to envelop the aircraft half, causes Román to react instinctively. His words burst free with no warning from his mouth without a second thought.

"Marcel!"

The hissing quickly ceases into an exploding fireball of burning projectiles, that only just miss Román when he dives to keep Marcel down and out of range from the blast.

He changes the subject momentarily. "There's something else." He expects his mum to change her mood instantly.

"What is it?" Amalia does indeed return to her old self.

"It is regarding Lacea."

"Go on." She awaits Marcel to tell her about Lacea's assessment.

"Well… em." Marcel pauses, thinking how he can tell his mum exactly what has been organised now. "Professor Aspen has asked us to bring Lacea to her lab at Achionus City. She has her necessary equipment there."

"I see. You'll need some money for your travel then."

"I guess," Marcel acclaims quite perplexed as Amalia quickly heads into the lounge to search through her purse for money to help out her son. I don't even know if we'll be travelling anywhere other than on foot right now mum. Marcel thinks as his mum walks back towards him carrying a few cash notes in her hand.

"Here. Use this small amount wisely." She hands Marcel the cash notes before kissing him on the forehead. "Hope to see you soon, honey."

"Okay. Bye mum, and thanks." Marcel waves and heads out again.

"No problem, Marcel!" Amalia waves back, before going back to the housework in hope Marcel, Lacea and their friends make it to their destination at Achionus City.

Marcel is now running back to the Oragen Laboratory to meet up with his friends there. It does not take him long to reach the gates, but surprisingly his friends and those with them are nowhere in sight.

"Huh?" I swear we agreed to meet up outside these gates. Where could they have gone to? Marcel thinks looking around, before the gates open. "Hmm?" I guess they may have gone inside to wait for me there. A sudden gale pushes Marcel forwards but he controls his balance with a foot ahead of him. And now the wind starts to pick up. Is that storm out there coming in or something? If so, I'm glad we got away from the coast in time. I'm also glad Ash, Misty and Brock came here via that biplane when they did, or else they'd have been caught up in the strong winds upon arrival. Marcel casually heads towards the lab hoping to find his friends and the others inside, but the rain soon starts the moment he walks forward a step. "Oh gees."

"Lizar?" Wonders Coreonus by his Trainer's remark, but a large drop of rain splashes atop his snout causing him to bob his head once in a perplexed manner. "Lizar?" Coreonus stresses as he looks up into the sky. The second drop lands on his forehead making him blink, but he brings his head down to watch it travel off his nose before suddenly realising what it was. "Lizar!" Coreonus cries before cowardly running up Marcel's leg and side to perch himself on a flat surface away from the ground. He covers his face in fright as he shakes atop Marcel's shoulder.

"It's just a little rain Coreonus, but I understand." Marcel quickly runs inside just before a downpour starts. "Whew! Don't wanna get wet, do we Coreonus?"

"Sisar, sisar," Coreonus replies, glad to be inside the lab that he recognises.

"Hm." Marcel closes his eyes happily now that his Lizarsisar is joyous once again. "Now then." He then calls out, "Guys!" No sooner after his call, the lab assistant appears quite relieved.

"Gracious, yes. You're fine too." She rests a hand on her heart and sighs in relief.

"Is there a problem, ma'am?" Marcel asks as the others appear from inside the main study, Brock now with crutches, before a gale crashes against the outside walls. Noivern is the first to look towards it, inching closer to Ash due to the unexpected storm happening when it was clearly peaceful a short while ago. He rests his head over Ash's shoulder, hoping for some much needed fuss which Ash gladly gives him.

"No. I'm just relieved to know that you are all safe after the accident on the beach."

"Oh that!" Marcel raises a hand behind his head. "Heh, heh. You have no need to worry about us, ma'am." Again a gale hits the outside walls. "But man, I'm sure glad I ran inside when I did. It's pouring out there."

"Yes. I believe the storm Misty, Gyarados, Jasenria, Lacea and I had been caught in, may now be starting to make landfall," Román assumes. "Considering the gales hitting the walls of the lab that is."

"Oh great." Misty seems to sulk as she sinks to the floor. "Now we're gonna be stuck here until it passes."

"I said 'may now be' Misty. Who knows? We might just be getting hit by the tail of it."

"I hope so, or else we'll never get to our destination."

"I recommend you kids stay inside until it passes," The lab assistant suggests before motioning to Lacea and the other Pokémon. "But if you want all your Pokémon checked on while you're here, a few of us wouldn't mind."

Ash suddenly cuts in, "Please could you check on my Noivern. He got hurt badly protecting me from harm."

"My Gyarados seems very stressed at the moment," Misty continues.

"And my Steelix needs a checkup since he is still recovering from earlier," Brock concludes.

"Did these three in particular keep you three alive after the incident or something?" The lab assistant questions a little curiously, "How can Pokémon force themselves out from their own PokéBalls? Or were they already out?" Amidst her confusion she continues to herself in thought, her index finger under her lower lip. "No, that would not be possible. You three were inside a biplane at the time." She pauses. "Hmm. This really does need a major pondering over. I've never heard of this happening before." By now, Brock is staring in devotion at the lab assistant's beautiful stance and pose, which Misty soon takes a note of in case she needs to grab his ear. "Nurse Joy may still be here since this morning, after the earlier check ups on those starter Pokémon you three and Aeron are…" the assistant tries, looking at Marcel, Tara and Román, but she is interrupted.

"Ooh! That Aeron!" Tara suddenly blurts out full of steam, angrily tense staring down towards the floor. "Every time I hear his name…!"

"Now, now Tara. Calm down," Marcel interrupts calmly, but Tara's eyes suddenly flare up with anger as she raises her head and clenched fist, causing Ash to back up one step in worry as Aderalite slowly slides down Tara's arm looking scared.

"Don't tell me to be calm! I will not stop until I beat him!"

"Something tells me she is exactly like someone else we know," Ash begins sarcastically towards Brock.

Misty growls. "And just what do you mean by that, Ash?!" She is soon glaring towards Ash with a clenched fist by her side, as he raises his arms in defense.

"Now then. Who wants a beverage while they wait?"

"Good call," Román concludes, before everyone follows the lab assistant back through the main study and into the cafeteria. Once they are settled, Ash tells Noivern to go with the assistant, while Misty and Brock hand over Gyarados' and Steelix's Pokéballs so she can hand them in to Nurse Joy's care. Within a few minutes they are seated on a table waiting for their drinks, as they await the good news about their partners.

Nurse Joy heads towards Ash and the others just moments after Gyarados and Steelix are transferred to the Pokémon Centre situated en route to Camarra City using the transfer machine. She is at the moment unable to head back there due to the storm, but her trainee has everything under control while she is away so she knows they will be cared for and checked on with delicate hands, ready for their owners to come and visit when they pass by. Beside her on a stretcher is Noivern, now on a drip sending him slowly into a deep sleep.

"Don't worry, Noivern. You'll be fine while we journey to the Pokémon Centre, and a short while afterwards, with a very well made bandage." She enters the cafeteria pushing the stretcher along with her, and walks to the table where the six trainers are now drinking in order to pass the time, her eyes fixed on Ash, Misty and Brock.

"Aaaaaah! My heart, it calls out to you!" Brock rapidly rises from the seat at the same time Misty does. She grabs his ear in annoyance the moment he passes her by.

"Oh no you don't! Your heart calls out to the seat you were on!" She drags him back to his seat, his arms stretched out holding the crutches and his injured leg off the ground.

"Ow, ow!" Brock's eyes fill with tears the further he is from Nurse Joy. "Not fair!"

"Still the same old Brock and Misty," Ash complies with a smile.

"Now then," Nurse Joy begins looking at Misty and Brock. "Your Pokémon have successfully been transferred over to the Origin Road Pokémon Centre. Caeda has been taking care of things while I've been here, so you have no need to worry." Her calming voice seems to make them forget about the storm outside. "And your Noivern, Ash, will soon be sleeping soundly for the journey there."

"Thank you, Nurse Joy." Ash thanks, then stands to his feet to see his Noivern once more.

"Don't mention it. Just doing my job."

"Hey, Noivern." He receives a sleepy glance from his Noivern, before stroking him on his head. "I'll see you soon, okay." Noivern gives Ash a gentle nuzzle, before closing his eyes amidst a pleased sound. Pikachu nuzzles him too before returning to Ash's shoulder, and Ash soon goes back to the table with a smile, before sipping his hot chocolate once again.

"Though I do think the storm has moved off now, so it should be safe to head out."

"Thanks." All six of them reply in unison before Nurse Joy collects her coat to place over her patient.

"Now Ash. Please don't do too much."

"Yes, Nurse Joy," Ash agrees.

"Your ribs may be fractured, but Tara did a wonderful job in aiding you out there." She glances at Brock now. "And Brock."

"Yes, Nurse Joy?"

"Keep your weight off of that leg."

"Sure. Now that I have these crutches, it'll be easier to. So thanks for all your help."

"I want to see you both at the Origin Road Pokémon Centre so I can do a thorough check up. So I hope to see you over there soon, 'kay. Bye!" She heads off through the main study, and outside to her ambulance van pushing Noivern's stretcher along. Lacea and Farox then appear as well as the other Pokémon, with a different assistant before heading to the six trainers like nothing even happened.

"They are all a healthy and ideal weight. Professor Aspen though, will give them all a thorough scientific check up at the Achionus City Pokémon Lab."

"Thank you sir," Marcel thanks on behalf of the others, before finishing off his coffee and rising from the table. Soon enough everyone else finishes their beverages, ready to head off again towards their previous destination.

The ground underfoot is completely overgrown as the trainers walk through the shadowy habitat that is the Orarra Forest. It is much more dense than the Oriage Woods, and Misty's dislike of bug-type Pokémon is now beginning to act up. She is pulling herself close behind Ash, looking at the edges of the path they walk on with every step they make as though she were an eagle searching for prey. However, the area of the forest where they all are is unrecognisable even for Marcel, Tara and Román. Tara quickly snatches the map off of Román, annoyed that he had read it wrong.

"Román! I thought you said you could read a damn map!"

"Tara. I'm the only one out of us three who can read a map."

"Then where have you led us to?!" She is looking over the map completely disoriented as to where exactly they are, before Román snatches it back off of her.

"You wanted to go north right, so we're going north!"

"Why did we not just stay on Origin Road? The Pokémon Centre is down there," Marcel questions.

Román looks to Tara under his aggravation. "Because Tara here wanted to go north!" he accuses before looking back at the map, to study this direction.

"Hey! Don't accuse me! You could've said no and stayed on the path!" Tara has her arms crossed now, as she glares at Román.

"And hear you whining the rest of the way, no thanks. You take short-cuts way too seriously Tara." Román concludes before suddenly a scream comes from behind them. They all look back in worry, seeing Ash, Pikachu and Brock had covered their ears, with Misty now hiding behind Ash under her gloom.

"What is it?" she asks, sounding scared.

"Misty!" Marcel calls towards her, before seeing the bug-type Pokémon frozen after the shock it just had. Ash looks down and sees it too as well as Brock, curled up into a tight ball. What they can see is a large grub, despite it being furry and a little strange it actually looks quite cute to them.

Ash carelessly bends down to pick it up. "Aww. Look at it, the poor thing."

"NO!" Marcel, Tara and Román suddenly shout just before Ash stands back up again carrying the Pokémon in his arms.

"What? The little grub is frightened," Ash heartily answers.

"You call that little. It's huge!" Brock continues. "But it seems fine to me." He pauses. "A little recuperation and it should be back to normal."

"Misty," Ash begins teasing, turning around to show her there is nothing to fear. "It is cute. You like cute things."

"Keep it away!" Misty screams, then charges backwards what seems like a hundred feet away.

"You haven't apologised Misty!" Ash shouts towards her.

"I'm staying right here! As far from that ugly thing as I possibly can!" Misty bellows back. Suddenly there is a buzzing sound from behind them, noisily coming closer. Misty instantly stares in complete horror, the moment she sees the swarm manifesting behind her friends. Marcel turns around as everyone else does besides Ash, blankly staring at the swarm of beetles flying right for them.

"Em. Ash." Marcel starts to back away at a slow pace the same way Tara and Román do. "Put the Grubetel down, nice and slow," he slowly orders, keeping an eye on the swarm in front of them.

"Huh?" Ash looks back to the others, confused as to why they are backing away like they are.

"Grubetel, the Soft Pelt Pokémon," Tara's Pokédex suddenly begins, as it unintentionally scans yet another Grubetel that appears from the underbrush. "Soft to the touch of one's hands, the long hairs on its body give off pheromones to signify to its swarm whenever it feels threatened."

"What is the matter guys?" Ash is soon surrounded by pupae looking Pokémon that come from above, glaring at him on their silken strings. The next thing he realises, a group of huge beetles appear around him. In unison, they each open out their small pincers, causing Pikachu to spark at his cheeks.

"Pi-ka!"

"Heh, heh, heh. I'll put this little one down now." Ash slowly goes down to his knees staring at the huge beetles, before carefully placing the Grubetel down and backing away upon rising from the ground with Pikachu still sparking at his cheeks and close to jumping off for an attack. "Pikachu. We are not allowed to battle yet." The eyes of the beetles around Ash suddenly light up, causing him to rapidly run backwards to where Misty is standing. They then teleport with the Grubetel as the pupae like Pokémon retreat along their threads. Marcel, Tara and Román quickly charge with their Pokémon holding onto them, and Brock hurriedly uses his crutches to follow suit when the eyes of the other beetles light up as well. But upon reaching Ash and Misty, the beetles continue to swarm in attack mode.

"Run! Before they use Confusion on us!" Marcel cries before they all rapidly charge away from the swarm still following them.

It is not long before they completely get lost in the forest, unsure if the Pokémon are still swarming at them or not. Román checks the map hoping he can see where exactly they had run to, but it proves too much of a hassle for him to find the exact location they are now.

"Great! I have no clue where they chased us to."

"I just want to get out of here!" Misty shouts, before glaring at Ash. "This is all your fault Ash! If you had not picked it up we wouldn't be lost like this!"

"Me!? If you got over this stupid bug-type Pokémon dislike of yours, we wouldn't be lost now! It was your scream that scared the Grubetel you know!"

"Calm down you two. We'll find another way out." Brock assured. "It can't be that difficult to figure out the direction we ran. Let me see." Román hands Brock the map, and he scrutinizes it hoping to learn of the area and where it was they were forced to run. "Hmm? If we just retrace our steps, we should be back on the right track," Brock states.

"Lizar! Lizar!" Lizarsisar fearfully cries, as his captor retreats along its thread carrying him with its legs and pedipalps.

"Coreonus, no!" Marcel screams, trying to jump up and grab him, but Croagard attacks it without being commanded to with Scratch after she jumps up to reach them, causing the thread to snap and Lizarsisar being dropped.

Sisar!" Marcel catches Lizarsisar now shaken up and cowering against his neck, as Croagard returns to then jumps off Román's shoulder.

"Croa-croagard!"

"Spier!" The spider's remark is darkly vocalised, but Marcel instantly scans the Pokémon with his Pokédex.

"Spierdeicus, the Venomous Tarantula Pokémon. A silent and dangerous hunter, it has a venomous bite and a speed greater than most other land based bug-type Pokémon."

"Jasenria!" Román calls out to her quite angry. "You should not have attacked without my input!" Román has no time to think when Spierdeicus uses String Shot on Croagard before a Poison Fang attack.

"Croa!" Jasenria cries.

"No! Jasenria!"

"Let's go Coreonus!" Marcel throws his PokéSeal so it anchors on Lizarsisar as he jumps off from his shoulder. Ready to battle, Marcel calls the first attack. "Use Ember Coreonus!" Within seconds, Lizarsisar uses the attack on Spierdeicus before it could even evade.

"Spier-cus!" Burned after the attack Spierdeicus flees from the battle, passing by a beast-like shadowy figure that has clearly been watching the six Trainers from amidst the trees. It seems to turn itself towards the direction the Spierdeicus is fleeing, before the spider disappears amidst the underbrush as Román rapidly runs to Jasenria to check she is okay. Picking her up, he clears the webbing around her and sees the bite wound that is now bleeding on her neck.

"Jasenria!" Román can see she is in pain, but stops her from scratching it when he cups his hand over it. "Please be okay."

"Cro-a. Croa!" she cries, still irritated by the wound and wanting to itch it despite her Román's hand keeping her from contacting or even touching the bite. She is in agony because of it, and her strength is quick to weaken when she tries to move his hand.

"Román! Is she alright?"

"Does she look okay?!" Román suddenly raises his voice at Marcel. "She's been bitten by a poison-type Pokémon, how the HELL is she okay!"

"Jesus Román! No need to shout!"

"I have all the need to! Your reactions were too slow! Now she is suffering!"

"Excuse me! How was I to know that damn Spierdeicus was after Coreonus?! I don't have eyes in the back of my HEAD!" Marcel glares angrily at Román as he raises his voice. "Control your Croagard, then she wouldn't suffer!"

"Hrr! Keep an eye on your Lizarsisar!"

"That's enough!"

"Can it, you two!" Tara and Misty shout in unison, as they push Marcel and Román back to separate them. Soon, Croagard dangerously begins to sweat in Román's arms and gradually starts to lose consciousness, giving her trainer reason to worry for her life.

"The poison is getting worse! We need to get out of here?!" In a panic Román rapidly takes the map from Brock to check it hoping to find a way to Origin Road, but he is too stressed to think straight and seems to break down. "I... don't know where to go..." Without hesitating Román falls down to his knees; his head buried in his Croagard he cries, causing Jasenria to rest her hand on his face before her arm goes limp against his. Suddenly, a young man dressed like a samurai appears out of nowhere from amidst the canopy of the forest.

"Is everything alright?! I heard your screams!"

"Huh?" Everyone remarks, completely confused by the stranger's appearance.

Inside an unknown facility, Lunes walks through some huge open metal sliding doors into a lab room carrying the unconscious Solos in his forearms. He is directed to a large imprisonment reinforced with steel bars, where he carelessly throws him inside much to the pleasure of himself and those with him. Solos wakes due to the crash, too weak to even fight back; with scars adorning his hide that have only just healed, he can do nothing but watch the humans outside his confinement as the lasers simply block off his only exit. He lies there motionless, curiously learning of where he is and who the humans are however small his line of sight may be. The first thing he recognises are the letters 'TU', which overlap an all too familiar logo branded deep within his mind with its meaning, 'Team Umbra'. He then watches the lab workers that are clearly in the process of making the same device embedded in Lunes' mind, as it floats there inside a large glass tube between two robotic arm sections that are fixing it up as they go.

Trying to maintain his contact with the only trusting human he set eyes upon, he is still too weak to call upon his psychic ability Psychic Link. Now he knows only one other thing, to conserve his energy so he can try again, but then he witnesses a conversation between those in the room. Pretending to sleep, he listens without them or even Lunes knowing.

"How soon will it be ready?" Junia questions darkly.

"In a matter of hours, Boss Junia." A young lab worker proudly complies as he continues working with three others around the centrepiece.

"Excellent! Our next location is the Orarra Forest, where Forittep is said to hide. With Drakolon on hand, he'll be no match against our might."

"I see. You'll be using Drakolon's ability in your next hunt it seems."

"Precisely." She pauses, leaving a sinister feeling in the air. "He'll never know when it hits him until too late."

"And then we will have our third test subject upon your success."

"The intent to succeed is indeed there. I do not plan to fail. We need every mythical Pokémon from Criolu, to finally capture our main prize amidst the chaos of the legendaries." Junia then heads off again with Lunes following on behind. There will be a time when she has need of Lunes again, but for quite a small Pokémon as Forittep she only needs to be one step ahead. With three PokéBalls on her belt, she is more than ready to imprison the mythical Forest Spirit with ease. Coming to a chamber big enough for Lunes, she leads him inside stroking him under his chin. "Yes my beautiful catch. You deserve some much needed rest for when I need you again." She watches him lay down in his chamber. "And with you will be both Solos and Forittep." She leaves the chamber and laughs as the doors close behind her.

"Who are you?" Tara replies curiously. "How did you find us so quickly?"

"The name is Kobayashi Takumi, and I know these forest paths like the back of my hand. I simply followed your screams from being chased by those Betelgeuse." He instantly looks at Román's Croagard. "But there is no time." He rushes to Román caressing his Pokémon partner, clearly intent on finding out what happened to her. "Let me see." After being given permission, he scrutinizes the bite wound understanding exactly what had made it. "By the Legends! A Spierdeicus bite!" He starts back along the path. "Quickly! Follow me!" With the sudden pause from all those behind him, he knows they need enlightening. "I have something that will hold back the venom at my hut! Hurry! She does not have long before it gets critical!" Without further ado the six Trainers follow this strange character through the dense forest they have no clue how to escape from right now, but just when things seem to flow with no problem Brock is suddenly possessed by Solos.

"This news is dire, as is Croagard's survival." They all stop and look at Brock, but Kobayashi continues to run until realising something is not as it seems. Where did that strange voice come from? He rapidly looks back to where the others are as he stops, and listens. "I will not keep you any longer than I need." He pauses, now understanding all humans in the vicinity are listening. "The mythical Pokémon Forittep, is now in danger. If you see him, please keep him away from harm." One second later, Brock is back knowing nothing of what had just been forewarned. With Croagard's life on the line, he will be informed once the venom coursing through her body is kept under control.