"Ash...? What's going on?"

"Team Galactic is finally attacking. Quickly, do you have a healing station?"

"Yes, it should be the first left, right past those doors. What do you need me do?"

"Help coordinate the elite four Ms Shirona... They're your elites. They'll need a leader and I'll need to handle the terrorists leader alone, with no distractions. I'm sure your group can handle that?"

"Of course. We'll be out there shortly. I'm guessing that you'll be going there now?"

"Spot on Cynthia. See ya there!"

Quite the conversation for one of the most important moments of my life. After Cresselia teleported me to the mountains entrance I met up with Celebi and Annabel, both having been fighting against various grunts while they waited for my arrival.

With both of them by my side we made our way towards the top, but as we traveled further more and more of my team was getting delegated to help. Eventually, it was just me, Torterra, Umbreon, and Celebi going in after Cyrus, who had already gotten himself dragged into the distortion world. With the league, most of my team, and Annabel keeping the rest of team Galactic at bay I dropped into Giritina's realm. Again.

Similarly to last time nothing made any sort of logical sense as I tried to make my way to Cyrus. I was walking on walls, swimming through the air, and, how could I ever forget, walking on water!?

I'm starting to get why Giritina was banished from our world...

Unlike what I had dreamt about I didn't actually face Cyrus in a battle. All that training for nothing! Nah, instead the guy got shattered into oblivion by an infuriated Giritina. The beast had apparently not forgotten about what had happened in the last world... That left our group alone with a very angry legend, and with no way back home. After awhile of hiding I eventually did the only thing that I could, I spoke to Giritina. Begged for forgiveness. Did whatever I had too to get my family out of that realm.

We stayed in that place for years, just trying to convince Giritina to let us go. Due to Celebi's power time was frozen in the real world but Giritina did not want to budge. The beast only wanted one thing, and that was freedom. By year five I had given up hope, so had the rest of the team, that was until I heard a noise that broke my heart.

"Pikapi?!"

He... he had lived. My best friend had lived! I remember the feeling of nervousness as I introduced him to Torterra and Umbreon, but to my surprise he took to them quite well. Even thanked them for keeping me alive.

With Pikachu by my side I regained my sense of hope, I regained my will to fight, and I gained happiness. I was truly happy for the first time in, at that point, eight years. (Keep in mind I was technically only nineteen by that point but... details are for chumps!).

With Pikachu by my side I now felt confident enough to challenge Giritina to a full on battle. If we won, wed be allowed to leave. If Giratina won, them it would gain it's freed from the time freeze. It excepted the proposal.

A battle for our lives... and I can hardly remember it. Umbreon and Torterra had been trying to distract while Celebi and Pikachu were trying to inflict damage while I tried keeping everyone from getting hit, and that ensued for multiple hours. I have never had a battle go on for longer then thirty minutes but this... Eventually it was only Pikachu and I against Giratina. We won but everyone else was in a critical condition (I had ran out of medical supplies years ago at that point), and we had to act fast. With Giratina no longer conscious we could freely exit the distortion world and so... we did.

Since everyone was still battling against Team Galactic I managed to borrow some of their potions and reviews to heal up my team, before helping Cynthia and Annabel round up what remained of Team Galactic.

That happened a month ago. It stills feels weird remembering a time without Pikachu but that was my life for three years. Three years without him... and now look at us; reunited and overseers of an entire region!

I suppose that this little journal of mine is finished. I mean, all I wanted to do was to write about what had happened so that I'd never forget. So the world would never forget.

But for now... I think I could use a vacation. Maybe I'll take Cynthia up on her offer... Who knows? Maybe I'll really enjoy Undella Town.

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