Alright, I've suffered from parents hogging the computer, the worst writer's block you can imagine, and enjoyed a wonderful book. But I've finally updated, and here it is… -cowers- Please-don't-attack-me-thank-you!

Moon, I'm going to read the books before I see the movies… O.O I did this with Harry Potter, saw the movie before reading the book, and it was a dead giveaway what would happen.

Digital Shaman and Lily-chan, thank you for your reviews!

Shelby Cloyster, I know that I didn't put it in here, but whenever a Pokemon is described as being 'red-eyed,' nine point nine times out of ten that means that they're under Dominus's control with the black control bands. And was the Vibrava shiny? O.O It would be interesting to see what color a real red-eyed Vibrava would change into. By all means, you can borrow the thought of a HAP, but remember to give me credit! ;)

Alright, yeah, I left it at a cliff-hanger on purpose. You'll all see later… ;)

Chapter 27

Sandsinger watched as those of her own kind fanned their wings and cried out at them. "Sara, get on my back." She ordered her human as she stepped in front of her and blocked the Vibrava from attacking.

"But Sandsinger…" Sara breathed, yet did as her Flygon said and climbed onto her back between her two large wings. As soon as Sandsinger knew that her human was settled on her back, she jumped and battled for altitude just as the first of the red-eyed Vibrava attacked her feet.

Ignoring the pain from a cut foot, Sandsinger dumped her trainer on safe ground next to her other human friends. Just as she was turning to go back into the sandstorm, the bird Star squawked, "And where are you going?"

She had heard what Sara had not… a low groaning, moaning sound that was being made by something, something that she just had to help… "Back into the storm." Sandsinger replied pleasantly and flitted back into the storm. A fresh wave of sand hit the Flygon's chest, but she ignored it as always.

The worst thing about a sandstorm, Sandsinger found later, was that the sand weighed her down and made gaining altitude hard. The groaning increased in pitch as she got closer to the center of the storm, it even drowned out the sound of her own song, the one created by her wing beats.

"Stop!" Another voice commanded Sandsinger, and she turned with effort to see another Flygon a bit away, flying straight at her.

"Make way, make way!" Jacob yelled at the scattering Spinda as Alkie pranced right through them.

Pocky, who had decided to ride with him, cheered. "This is fun!" She exclaimed, not even caring about the strange side-look the fire horse shot at her. Pocky was enjoying every little bit of this, always saying this was how an adventure should be. On Alkie, none of the annoying ninja boys bugged them; they bugged Rena and Devon instead.

"I challenged her." The ninja boy, that Elvina had knocked out by the big bump on his head, said as he pointed to Rena. He would find a second bump on his head the next time he woke up.

"Ninja boys are annoying." Rena supplied when she saw the look that Devon and his Slowking were giving her.

"They only want to battle girls. What's the problem with that?" Suro, the Slowking, asked wisely.

"They were challenging Rei, that's the problem!" Rena's Combusken, Amber, supplied angrily.

"Let's keep going, shall we?" Devon asked neutrally, "Jacob and Pocky have probably already gotten there."

So they kept trudging along…

The dragon woke with a start and looked up. "What the…" The clouds above changed right before his eyes, turning dark and wicked looking, but didn't give off a drop of rain as the cloud vanished like nothing ever happened. Rayzos shook his head and looked again, but it was the same thing.

"In all my years, it couldn't be Groudon and Kyogre again?" He asked himself as he unwound from the large stone pillar that had served as his home and resting place. But there was another force that kept him from taking flight. Rayzos recognized it immediately and bit back a roar of fury at his own brother.

The Rayquaza knew it would be a waste to let his brother know of his existence. Every time they met, it was a battle that continued afterwards.

Instead of flying, Rayzos called out with his mind to the only one who would know what was happening. "Rayzos?" The beautiful voice could only be Sundav's. "Rayzos, you're alive!"

"Alive, and kicking too." He responded, fighting away the hot flash that signaled that he was blushing in a way only Rayquaza could do, "I sense you are with someone…"

"Her brother."

"Excuse me sir." Rayzos replied to the grumpy beast of the sea, "I was only wondering…"

"You are thinking of the war now, are you not?" Sundav replied smoothly, and Rayzos fought another blush down. It would not do for a flying Pokemon to go by and see him blushing like that.

"Yes, ma'am."

"I've told you before; don't call me 'ma'am'. Anyways, we have problems."

"Tell me about it." Her brother grumbled, "That fool Dominus summoned the two Earth-makers!"

"Ah, so I sensed Groudon and Kyogre correctly." Rayzos looked out at the clouds once more before adding, "And so it begins, again, eh?"

"Exactly." Sundav said with what sounded like a sigh, but Rayzos couldn't tell. He knew that they were a sizable distance apart, and that caused sounds to be distorted. "The Lady of the Day has finally been reborn, in the girl named Sara Wellington."

"Wellington? What is this Wellington business?"

"Humans give their children two, even three, names now. To tell them apart, I guess." Sundav's voice had a touch of that 'Pokemon are better than humans' tone in her voice. "The Absol named Solorite is with her, talk to him if you want to know more. He probably knows her better than I do by now…"

Their mind link broke off after she was done, and Rayzos sighed. Do I really want to know? He thought to himself as he looked across the wide sea, where a belt of rain was vanishing from sight. The Rayquaza shook his head and stretched his wings and mind, searching for the Absol Solorite. His mind found the Absol in the Hoenn region, closer than he would have thought.

He closed his eyes and waited for a moment before requesting that Solorite let him borrow his sight and voice for a little bit to get to know this 'Sara Wellington' better. It was given rather quickly, and Rayzos found himself looking up at a short-haired blonde girl that was grimacing down at him.

"You do not look happy to see me." Solorite remarked, in a tone that he normally never used. Sara just kept staring at the Absol.

"Are you feeling alright Solorite?"

"He's never alright." Star chirruped her translation of Fiendre's remark.

"I am fine."

"What's wrong Solorite?" Sara persisted.

"If you must know, I am not the Solorite you know." At Sara's puzzled look, the Absol reared up and cocked his head to one side, "You look a lot like Mystic."

"You told her that yourself in the first hour you knew her!" Star grumbled.

"I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean." The blonde murmured.

"Ugh, should I introduce myself?" Solorite was now speaking in a tone he seriously had never used before, one of bitter impatience. He dropped back onto all fours and cleared his throat. "I am speaking and looking through your friend to know you better, Sara Wellington. My name is Rayzos. You're all heard of me, I'm sure, the legends are bursting with tales about me."

"Which legendary might you be then, Rayzos?" Elvina asked, giving a funny look at the Absol that was being spoken through, "You must be a very powerful psychic."

Ironically, Solorite-Rayzos burst out laughing, "Oh my dear girl, how charming!" He exclaimed finally, "Your reasoning is correct, even though it is an obvious one. I am most definitely a wonderful psychic. Comes from years of practice, yet my disgusting brother can do it as well, so-"

"Rayquaza!" Drake burst out, drowning out Solorite-Rayzos's voice with his startling exclamation.

"Took you mortals long enough." Solorite-Rayzos yawned when there was an intake of breath from everyone listening to him. He must not have thought speaking to these so called 'mortals' was so amazing, but of course he didn't know they didn't see a legendary every day, if Sundav was not counted, "Forgive me, I have just woken up. If I may, Lady Sara, might I ask a few questions?"

"Ask away…"

"Who are your parents? Who is that Swellow on your shoulder and why the heck is there another one on your head? How are you related to Mystic? Do you have the Touch-?"

"Slow down, slow down!" Sara cried, throwing up her arms, "My mom is… well, she works for Pokemart Enterprise, selling stuff. And my dad… he's a professional Pokemon trainer. I haven't seen him in two years now, so I don't know what's happened to him."

"The two Swellow." Solorite-Rayzos prompted.

"This is Mellow." Sara indicated the puff of Swellow that was snoozing with his head buried in a lock of her hair. Every once and a while he would let off a whistling-snore. "And this joy is Star."

Her own Swellow ruffled up proudly, "And she means the joy part." Star added.

"I'm sure she does, little one." Solorite-Rayzos replied, causing Star to squawk that she was not little at all. He ignored her and looked Sara up and down before continuing, "Mystic, and do you have the Touch mortal Lady?"

"I have no clue what relationship I have to Mystic, truthfully. And yes, I have the Touch. And… Rayzos?"

"Lady Sara?"

"Why aren't you hear right now asking these questions?"

There was a pause, in which Solorite-Rayzos looked thoughtful. He shook his head, as if to clear it, and replied, "Because, I would be seeable for miles around if I made a show showing up. Have you any idea how large I am compared to you?" The blonde nodded, as did everyone else, as they all had seen Nekroquaza.

"Well then, you must have met my brother." The legendary half-snapped, "A real wonder why that reckless creature is still alive, isn't it? What an idiot that overgrown lizard is!" He continued his rant for a bit, while Sara and company looked shell-shocked over his outburst.

When Rayzos calmed down, he muttered an apology and continued to speak, "That thing is Ruler of the Skies at the moment, he took over while I was asleep. Damn beast! If I was to leave my nice little pillar, he'd be on me in… well, let's just say a day."

Sara noticed the sandstorm was beginning to wail and she shifted her attention to what now looked to be a wall of sand blowing around. She bit her lip, trusting Sandsinger to be alright as she had said she would be, and not getting mauled by controlled Pokemon, she wouldn't send a Pokemon in after her. It would betray the Flygon's trust, which had been hard-earned.

Solorite yawned again, and Rayzos bid the humans, Swellow, and Houndoom farewell. He returned to normal and slumped down onto the ground. "I forgot how much Rayzos liked to talk." He said hoarsely to the watching humans.

Sandsinger bowed her head, "My apologies, Desert Master, but I must keep going." She turned away from the Flygon and kept battling the winds, which were blowing her back now.

He shook his head, "There is nothing beyond here but death and despair. Take my word for it, friend, you do not want to continue on."

She continued on as if he hadn't spoken, and acknowledge his existence until the Flygon said, "As Desert Master, I say you cannot go any further. If you try to defy me, I will have to battle you."

"Then bring it on." Sandsinger replied angrily, "I will find the source of that sound, whether you like it or not."

The Flygon flapped his wings hard and caught up to her effortlessly. He let out a battle cry and slashed out at her, something that Sandsinger barely dodged away from. She realized then that she was at a big disadvantage. While her opponent could move freely in the sandstorm, she was being blown around as if in a normal windstorm. It was as if her long time away from a desert had knocked the ability of maneuvering out of her.

She let out a blast of fire at her enemy that was partly blown away by the sandstorm, yet hit its mark and scorched the other Flygon's tail. Sandsinger found, the next moment, herself toppling from the sky with wounds from the enemy Flygon's claws in her left wing. As she hit the sand, all went black.

"I had to do it." Tarragon said in apology. Sandsinger leered at the Flygon for a moment before looking at the small black pile he had offered her. When she had woken back up, she'd found that her wing was still hurting, the sand still blowing, and the Flygon still there. He had moved her away from the groaning sound, to the outskirts of the desert where the sand was not blowing as bad. "At least now you're safe, little one."

Sandsinger found that the black pile was more interesting to look at than the male Flygon that had introduced himself as Tarragon, "Thanks for the desert flies." She said, in desperate need of a new subject as she crunched down on one of the hard-shelled flies.

"It's no problem for a pretty female like you…"

"You sound like Mellow, do you know that?" Sandsinger laughed and imagined having a male follow her around everywhere she went. The image was very interesting to her...

"Who?"

"Mellow… Star-bird's-" She thought hard at what Star-bird had last called Mellow. Finally, the right word came to mind, "-Thorn. They're two birds; I'm friends with Star-bird."

"And a human too, I'd bet?" Tarragon cocked his head to one side and looked her over very carefully, "You smell of them."

"Yup! My human's name is Sara!" Sandsinger exclaimed in reply. There was a pause, in which Tarragon held her in that thoughtful gaze, and she had to wonder what was going through his head. In the wild, Flygonwere rarer than sand was common. It wouldn't be hard to guess that all that get to the fully evolved stage will get harassed by trainers at one time or another.

"I had a trainer once." Tarragon finally said quietly. "He was the best and worst thing that ever happened to me."

She gave him an innocent look, in the hopes that the male Flygon would keep going. Instead, he turned his head away and looked off into the storm. "Why does it bother you so much, the song of the storm?"

"The sound?" Tarragon nodded, "I dunno."

"It's been here ever since I came back and took the position of Desert Master. The sandstorm, it's never stopped blowing as long as the sound is heard. Most everything that lives in my desert is hostile and-"

"-Has glowing red eyes. There's a connection with that." Sandsinger finished for him. She told him a little bit more about Sara, and watched as the Flygon's eyes widened below the red lenses that were always shielding against the sand.

"You have a very special trainer." He said, "But perhaps you should bring her in and have her destroy these… black control bands?"

"She had trouble standing in this storm. There's no way that she could help."

"And that's why you left your human outside of the sandstorm where she's waiting for you even now?"

"Exactly." Sandsinger sighed and stood, flexing her wings testingly and tried to fly. Her right wing was fine, but the left absolutely refused to hold any weight. "This is your fault."

"You're not the most cheerful gal, are you?" Tarragon teased.

"I'm normally very cheerful, thank you." She glared at him again, "I guess it's just attack-happy males that get my blood boiling."

"I'm normally not attack-happy."

"Yes you are, be quiet. You see, I'm stuck here now and have to walk back to my trainer. Unless… you can deliver a message?" The male Flygon's face broke out into a very wide smile and he nodded.