The silence of the cave screamed into my ears with a ferocious intensity. For about an hour, Ate had been sitting in front of me, not producing any sound except for his deep, staggered breathing. His eyelids were shut tightly enough that his pupils could be seen moving underneath them. Although nothing was said, the aura in the air told me more than enough. Something was wrong, and it had to do with me. What had I done? I only came here—not by choice—and I haven't don't anything wrong. Why would this have to do with me? Besides, I save those young Pokémon. What could have possibly happened to do with me?

Outside, it began to rain lightly. The trickling of the rain water on the ground could be heard from in the cave. It seemed to break a small portion of the stillness, granting me pardon from my stress. Slowly the rain picked up, and the gloomy sky began to emanate thunder that shook the island and lightning that gave the cave a split-second of lighting. I refocused on Ate. The muscles in his face twitched ever so slightly. Then, as if planned, he stood up in union with the flash of lightning and was followed by booming thunder.

Quietly, I sat in the little dwelling that Drew had made for me. Although it was raining outside, there was no leakage in the roof. He's a good builder. I'm glad he came along when he did. I really wonder what was going on with him and Ate. Perhaps he just needed help from Drew. Yeah, that sounds about right. In fact, he'll probably be back very soon. I just need to distract myself for a little bit, that's all.

Soon enough, it was completely dark outside—from the transition to night, not the stormy weather. The rain was still as constant as it was earlier. That's probably why he hasn't made it back yet. It would only make sense—I mean, he doesn't know the island as well as I, so he doesn't know his way around at night. He's just crashing over at Ate's cave for the night, he'll be back in the morning.

I lazily woke up. The sunlight was bright today, almost too bright. It felt good. I crawled outside and stretched a bit. Then, suddenly, I realized that Drew still wasn't back. Ah, he probably just went straight to beach—or something. It's no big deal. In fact, maybe it's time for me to go join him. And with that, the beach was my next destination.

However, when I got to the beach he wasn't swimming—well, not exactly. He was a little ways out from the island on something. What was he doing? I tried looking more carefully and saw what it was—a raft. It looked well constructed. Wait, why was he out there? His home is here, now. At least I thought it was. What was he doing?

I yelled after him, "Drew! What are you doing?!"

"It's a bit too long to yell it to you!" His voice distant and barely audible.

"Just tell me!"

"Good-bye!"

Those words kind of hurt me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I'm the closest to him. I've never been able to relate to the others on this island as well as I have him. But, this is my home. I can't just leave. I'd be leaving that little abode he made me, and I'd be leaving my forest, too. My mind split into two halves—each side screaming at the other with furious reasoning. My judgment became clouded, and I slowly sat on that beach. Watching Drew become smaller and smaller.

"Just go with him already."

The salty ocean air was warm, and it felt nice on my skin. I slowly paddle the raft with my large stick, continuously. I wasn't sure where to go. Ate told me I had to leave and go find Ura. That's all he told me. He said that if I didn't, bad things were sure to keep happening. These are the moments that I question the existence of a God. I am sent into a different world without rhyme or reason. Then, I find myself to be more at home in that place than I ever have been, and I have to leave. Everything seems to go against me. A tear almost formed in my eye, but I held it back. There was not a single reason in the world I should have so much self pity. Right now, I need to focus on the task at hand.

So, Ate told me I would find him where energy seemed the most present. Well, what does that mean? I can't sense energy, nor will I ever be able to. Maybe energy has effects on the things around it. Wait, maybe energy meant nature. Would that make sense? I wish he would have let me ask more questions. I'm too damn tired to be thinking this much. I leaned backwards, stretching my back.

All of the sudden, I heard a distance splashing. That was common, though. It's just a Magikarp or two. They seem to do that quite often, considering I'd heard it a lot earlier. However, this splashing wasn't stopping. It seemed to be getting louder and louder. So, I began looking around to see where its source was. In the distance, there was Blair.

"Hey! Come and help me out here!"

I was a bit stunned, why was she out here? Hell, how did she swim that far?! I stripped down to my underwear and dove into the water. I heaved and hauled to get her onto the wooden platform. As I crawled on, she lied on her back, panting heavily. She was completely exhausted. Hell, so would I if I had swum that far. Her eyes were closed for a short while. Then, she opened them up again and locked eyes with me, uttering something that sounded like a thanks.

Her eyes drifted down and grew very wide. I looked down and saw what gave her that expression. At that moment, I was completely naked, having lost my drawers in helping her. My face flushed as my hands instinctively moved to protect my genitals from her gaze. She looked away, off into the distance, and her eyes retained their state. I jumped backwards into the water. Turning myself, I resting my elbows on the raft.

"So…" She began.

"Shut up, it fell off!"