A big bell situated at the top of the Snowpoint Temple rang out, it's large booms echoing throughout the quarantined city.

Cynthia was walking so fast that she was almost running. Down the gently sloping hill that led from the Snowpoint Temple down to the main city. I ran after her as fast as I could but daggonit, she could speed walk like nobody's business.

I finally caught up with her, staring intently out at the white veil that surrounded the city. Three ghostly shadows were just disappearing through the snowy blanket.

Cynthia sighed. "Well, we sure as hell aren't getting that statue back anytime soon."

I nodded in agreement. "I know it's important culturally, but why else does the statue matter? Why would Team Dusk want a statue?"

Cynthia pursed her lips. "There's a reason. There's definitely a reason. It's something that was hidden from many people for a long time because of the poachers and organizations would try to steal the statue, or awaken it."

"Awaken it?" I asked, dreading what was to come. I wasn't dumb: I knew where this was heading.

Cynthia nodded, still looking out over the steely gray water and the white wall that encased the city. "The statue of Regigigas isn't just a statue: It's actually Regigigas. It was sealed away in that form a long time ago, and the Guardians of the Snowpoint Temple have been guarding ever since. That was why Candice refused to leave her post. She was terrified that someone would sneak behind her back and steal the statue, or awaken it while she was battling at the gym. The Guardians of the Temple have long been so obsessed with their job that most of them have turned it into their religion, and a lot of the townsfolk believe that religion today. They believe that Regigigas is a god, and that they are tasked with making sure that its wrath is not awakened and inflicted upon the world. It's a little wacked up if you ask me, but to each his own."

"But why is everyone so obsessed with it not awakening?" I asked, stepping back from the freezing railing.

Cynthia's face grew dark. "Regigigas, if he is a god, is not a kind one. He is the result of an experiment long ago that tried to combine the three Regis into one powerful being to take over the world. The experiment worked, but they could not control the beast. Regigigas went on a rampage and destroyed thousands of lives, and many towns and villages. Eventually, it was the powerful of a single pokémon, a pokémon who had done no evil or harm in its life, to willingly sacrifice itself so that Regigigas would be sealed away forever. It was locked away in the farthest regions of the north and a Temple was built to protect the statue from the elements, and a Guardian was appointed to protect it. That is why the statue is so important, and why it is devastating that Team Dusk has gotten ahold of it. I've sent a quick text to the Champions of the other regions and alerted them of the situation. They should stop Mariah before it's too late. The only problem is that reception is so spotty here up north in the snowstorm that it could take hours before the signal is strong enough to send."

I bit my lip. That was an awful lot of bad information. "So what do we do?" I asked.

Cynthia smiled. "Now we have to either beat or calm Kyurem so that we can get through this storm and retrieve the Regigigas statue before Team Dusk unleashes it upon the world and causes mass destruction."

She took a deep breath, and started off through the torrential snow, humming a little tune.

Well, she obviously wasn't fazed. I decided to focus on the positive, and that was that I wasn't dead yet.

Yes, I know, not much to focus on. But I pushed it out of my mind, and followed Cynthia, again, through the blinding snow.

Cynthia called a meeting an hour later in the gym. All of the ice and snow that had once covered the gym's floor had melted and was replaced with tiered seating for the members of the Snowpoint Congressional Council. Each city in Sinnoh functioned as a city-state, all hailing under one nation: Sinnoh. But each city made and enforced laws of their own, only falling under Sinnoh's title when war broke out between the regions, or when speaking of their Champion Cynthia. Therefore, Snowpoint had their own Congress with monthly meetings, nicknamed the Jamboree by the people. The majority of Snowpoint was either extremely optimistic, or very sarcastic, as I would learn later.

So anyways, Cynthia called a Jamboree with Snowpoint's Congress.

As the Congress filed into their seats (there were twenty three of them, not including the citizens who were allowed to sit in on the meetings and vote on matters), Cynthia briefed me on the meeting.

"I'm going to tell them all the truth about everything that's happened up to now. They will be angry and outraged and everything that townsfolk normally are, but I want you, while I'm talking, to gather all of the pokémon in the town that can learn Sunny Day and bring them to the Temple. You can find a list of all the pokémon in the town, wild and domesticated, at the Pokémon Center. Tell Nurse Joy that you're the new Gym Leader. After that, come back here and I'll be done with the Jamboree by then. Okay?"

I nodded. I could see where her plan was going, but I wasn't sure if it was going to work.

I hurried out of the Gym and stated towards the Pokémon Center. I had a job to do.

A/N: So I'm back. For how long I have no idea. Probably until schoolwork or apathy drags me under again. Thanks to everyone who commented, I really do read your comments, I just don't really respond. Sorry for all the explanation, I just wanted to put all the Headcannon I had down on paper. :D Hope you enjoyed!