(I don't own pokemon, and I'm getting carpal fucking tunnel. Enough already.

"Okay, sorry about that. My name's Rikha Sonca. I'm Diana's sister. This is our friend, Loreena Bizetka." She gestured to the girl with neon red hair. "And these are our pokemon!" Rikha had three; a Buizel named Outisala, a Charmander named Szeren, and a Zubat named Nightmare.

Diana had four; Razor, Vire, a Raichu, Rin, a Mightyena, and Shuka, a Sandshrew. Loreena had three; a Hoppip named Ichigo, currently floating around the room, a Wartortle named Zeera, who was smacking his tail into Loreena's other pokemon, a Seadra named Dracul. Luna sat on a chair, gesturing lazily to the others.

"Okay, these are my other five; this is Cybela, Nyeros, Helalyn, Merope, and Feraia." They all nodded. "You know, it's bad luck to have so many dark pokemon on your team!" Rikha chirped happily. Luna rolled her eyes. "Oh, that's just superstition. They're just jealous because dark pokemon are too powerful for them to handle."

The dark pokemon present howled in agreement. Salem came up from healing his pokemon. "Oh, hi." He said, raking his eyes over the newcomers. "What about dark pokemon?" "They think it's bad luck to have so many dark pokemon on one team." Luna explained. Salem shrugged.

"Ah, who cares? You going to bed? We've got to go to the Temple of Falling Stars in the morning." Luna nodded. "Night, everyone." "Night!" Luna waited until everyone had fallen asleep, and then woke Azrael up. "Azzie?" She whispered. "Yeah, Luna?" He looked tired, and surprised Luna had woken him up.

"Well, I was thinking... that girl said that your kind don't normally appear before trainers. Why'd you come to me, choose to be my partner?" He hurred. "Luna, I saved you because..." He paused. "Well, because, I'd been watching you for awhile, before the attack. You were such a strange child, so much like me. Our species had rejected both of us, and we were both still proud creatures, after all that had happened.

I felt we were kindred spirits. Humans and my kind do not coexist for one reason; most humans are fueled by a greed and corruption no one but pokemon seems to notice." Luna was stunned.

"Huh?" He sighed, and explained, "Simply by never doing anything but battle your pokemon; that is the first step. The next step is a lot more fatal to the pokemon involved; seeing them as less than living beings, or creatures worthy of respect.

It is this desensitizing notion that makes most trainers—or worse, Tamers, abuse their pokemon, or box them away forever. Or abandon the ones that aren't strong enough. This is noticed by pokemon, and the rumors spread, reinforced when we are captured against our will, and see the same things. We are strong, yes..." His voice trailed off.

"But sometimes, I feel as if it is a curse on my kind, rather than a blessing." Luna was horrified. "But WHY?" She asked. Azrael saw she was depressed, and laid his head on her shoulder.

She looked at him, a few tears in her eyes, threatening to fall. "On the human race's behalf, I'm sorry." Azrael hurred, and nodded. "It is not your fault. You are special." They fell asleep then, both knowing they had found an inseparable friend and devoted guardian in each other.

The next morning, Salem and Luna snuck out from the center, and climbed on Kalisha's back. "You know where to go, right?" Luna asked. Vita and Kalisha nodded. They sped off, and in the morning mist, the Suicune looked like the goddess she was. Luna honestly was stunned into silence for once, and stared forward.

A while later, Kalisha whispered, "We're here, godchild." Luna jumped off, Salem at her side. "Whoa." The temple sparkled silvery-blue, and individual gemstones in the shapes of starbursts glittered. Luna touched it. "I'm supposed to go in, right?" Vita nodded.

"Yeah." Luna walked in, feeling infinitely self-conscious. "Wishmaster?" She called out.

No one answered her, so she walked in deeper, disappearing from sight. At this, her pokemon bounded out after her, Salem right behind them. She was nowhere to be found. "LUNA?!" Salem screamed, but got no answer. She was advancing to a chamber in the temple. "Only with sacrifice may this tomb be opened."

Luna sighed, and bit her thumb, smearing the blood on the stones. They absorbed in acceptance, and two of the largest stones slid away to reveal a center. Luna walked through, and gasped. Lying on stars themselves slept Jirachi. She the Wishmaster, Calmer of Space and Sky, the fabled granter of wishes. It gave Luna an idea.

"I wish you'd wake up." Instantly, Jirachi's eyes snapped open. "Woot!" Luna yelled. Jirachi stirred. "You are... the godchild?" She asked softly. Luna nodded. "I guess, yeah." "Who is already traveling with you?" Jirachi asked.

"Suicune and Mew." Jirachi nodded. "Everything goes as planned. Thankfully." Jirachi rose up, and followed Luna.

"I am sorry about the toll. It was the only way to keep Hunters out." Luna nodded. "Alright, hold on to me. I'm bringing everyone out, so stay still." Luna clutched Jirachi as they teleported to the mouth of the cave.

Luna assessed the scene; she was gripping onto a pokemon that looked like Tinkerbell, and everyone was staring. "Wow." Salem said, standing up. Mew and Suicune stood next to Jirachi.

"It is good to see you again, sister." Jirachi nodded. "It is good to be here, for I will be needed in the upcoming fight." Luna was confused. "What fight?" Jirachi shook her head. "Not yet. Let us get to somewhere more secluded."

"How about the route to Skiesta City? We need to go there anyway." Salem suggested, checking the map. "Hmm... a good idea. Let us be off, then." Jirachi began to explain as they climbed on Suicune's back, racing through the forest. Jirachi was mdeitating, and she just wouldn't shut up, much to the discomfort of everyone else.

"At the height of a lunar eclipse, she will arrive, upon the back of the wind and water." Jirachi chanted. 'It is the first line of the prophecy." Luna groaned. "I suppose I'm a part of it?" Jirachi raised an eyebrow. "Naturally."

"Dammit." Luna humphed. "As I was saying, this prophecy is recorded in no book, but entrusted to me by Arcerus." Luna sighed. Just her luck. She couldn't just go get it from a bookstore. "Well, what's it say?" Jirachi took a breath.

"As the Sun and Moon combine,

The girl will arrive, she divine,

On the back on wind and water she rides,

The flames of hell be by her side

Time has flown to be with her in strife

As the disaster comes, the end of the world on the edge of Death's scythe

The Sun and the Moon will find their kin

And the demons residing in the body of two

One whole has surfaced, loyal and true.

The Riverdragon shall aid

He who rules the seas

And the three birds

Of ice, fire, and thundering skies

Shall be entangled in the Great Giga's lies

The Phoenix shall be called from on high to raise the dead

And the girl will walk where humans dare not tread

The Great War shall be born again

The victor, this time, shall fall in the rain,

From the layer between sky and space,

The girl will settle a fight, for a world of mesh and lace

She shall mourn in the ancient Cemetery—

Meet the beast that lives within

And the Illusionist shall fall from grace

Bringing to rise the enemy without a face.

The sun shall stop, the moon will fall,

And darkness will defeat us all.

Unless we bring

The key to Heaven's gate

And if we do not arrive with the Five in time—

Our efforts shall be too late."

Luna blinked. "Parts of the Prophecy are muddled and unclear, I know. But they certainly describe you." Jirachi told her. Luna shook her head. "It's not that, it's just that it seems like it's out of order." Jirachi shrugged.

"Possible." Luna nodded. She stared at Salem, who was playing with his contest ribbon. It hit Luna that Salem was with her in this shit, and in doing so, leaving behind his dreams.