A/N Loving how this story is, also I will try and update monthly or by weekly! Yeah! Also look forward to some crossovers with other really awesome Pokemon fan-fiction writers! Yippee! (Don't worry they approved, and I promise It won't effect there stories at all)

Chapter 8

Legend saga Part 5

I woke up from the dream curious as to what it meant, but there was no time for that! We had to figure out what to do next. I walk out of my room and head a few doors down to the lab. it's 3:00 AM and I think I should train, because other than aura vision, I don't have any means of actual useful combat skills. I walked into the large room and saw a big label that said, combat simulator. "Wow," I said to myself "How convenient." I step into an elevator thats under the sign, and it suddenly jolts up towards the top floor.

Surprised by the amount of force the elevator was using I stumbled in the elevator. Then it came to an abrupt stop, and the doors opened and I fell out because of my imbalance. I got up and saw that I was in a viewing platform with a big control console. I look out the wide window and see White fighting a dozen metal robots! I was astounded at how powerful his attacks were, one by one they were destroyed with simple punches and kicks. After a final punch to a robots' chest, a voice from nowhere said,

"End of simulation. Would you like to increase or decrease difficulty?" Then for the first time since I've been conscience I heard White actually speak out loud.

"Yes! Maximum level! I-gah!-need to destroy more!" His voice was just youthful enough to know he was a teenager, but someone with a voice like that he could easily pass for twenty, also it was very similar to Blacks but less psychotic. More robots came in and surrounded him, he lifted and stomped one foot to the ground and suddenly the whole floor became covered in ice. I felt like this was some sort of action movie and I had the best seat in the house. White suddenly took the stance of a Samurai about to unsheathe his sword, and with one swift movement he was on the opposite side of the room holding a Katana made of White ice. All of the robotic figures suddenly fell to pieces with a thud, sparking and fizzling.

That was his weapon, just like Mike's Sniper Rifle! A Katana...cool. That's all I could really think. He suddenly looked my way and I quickly ducked down, hoping he didn't see me. I was about to leave when I noticed a bag on a chair in the control room. I couldn't help myself so I looked inside and saw a bunch of regular white T-shirts, jeans and other simple clothes. Then two things caught my eye, a pendant and a cell phone. The pendant was a pure gold locket that was pretty big for jewelry, I decided to leave that be and look at the phone. Of course it has a four digit passcode! I just tried pressing random buttons when to my absolute luck, I got it right. I looked to see White still demolishing bots so I look at his most recent messages. He has been texting someone under the name of , I feel like I've heard that name before... Oh I'm sure I'll think of it later. The text reads;

You: I lost control again, I can't see straight, please help!

8:39 PM

: Come see me as soon as possible! But if you can't, release as much energy as you can, it will drain the furry and allow you to focus, then you can come to see me. Marley and Romeo miss you! We all worry. :)

8:45 PM

You: Thanks, I'll blow off some steam and come right after the other go to sleep, I don't think I'll alarm them. Don't tell Romeo or Marley, I want to surprise them. Be safe. Black"s up to something...something big.

8:47 PM

What the heck!? I'm so confused, control problems, and he seems to really care for whoever these people are. I turn around and I see White has just finished the training or massacre really. I run into the elevator and back to my room. Flare nearly fell off the bed from my sudden entrance. He yawns and stretches his legs.

"Morning already?" he asked

"Kind of, not really, but you will never guess what just happened!" His ears perked in curiosity

"I'm listening..." he said waiting intently, I told him the whole story. "Wow, that's insane. I wonder what it means?"

"I don't know, but whoever White is, he wants to keep his attachments with others at a minimum, except for these people he's been texting." I begin to scratch my head and think as hard as I could. "I need him to tell us everything he knows about Black, he has to know a weakness or something of that nature, right?" Flare shrugged and curled in a ball again. I went back to sleep as well, focused on training in the morning. luckily no odd dream.

Meanwhile with Elijah in Team Plasmas base...

Elijah's hair was nearly to his waist he has been here for so long. He was humming a tune and a guard happened to pass and hear it.

"Hey! Keep it down in there!" Elijah hummed louder just to spite the guard. The guard wondered why Team Plasma had a human down in the cells and not a failed experiment.

"If they don't get here soon I'll have to get myself out of this cell, not to mention somehow cure the madness." The guard was quite confused at Elijah's statement. "I just wish that you would be more understanding people, but you are just like all the rest, maybe even worse." he says with disgust "All you care about are results, stepping on whatever and whoever you need to in order to get what you need. The guard started to question why he even joined Team Plasma, why did he even agree to this madness! "My therapist said it's people like you that cause my sanity to slip, I really see nothing wrong with me, it should be totally natural to want to rip out the spine of the murderer of everyone you ever cared about! Right?" The guard notices a tear on Elijah's face, then a smile. "But I'll see one of them very soon." as the guard looks closer he sees red eyes glowing with malice.

Back at the I.P.A.

I went into the training room that I found last night to train for himself. I managed to preform combinations of kicks and punches in succession. I'd jabbed twice, side kicked, low leg swept and punched the fallen bot in the head, destroying it. Problem is will I be able to attack a person or Pokemon, or worse someone like Black, then finish the job? Only time will tell. I continued training and fighting, and even trying to use his aura in different ways. I managed to learn my other moves fairly quickly. I mastered calling forth my Bone-rush to form a staff, but why stop there? He then practiced forming them into small daggers like Mia's floating pink ones. I couldn't quite get aura sphere perfected but I can use extreme-speed pretty well, It's just hard to stop sometimes. I actually hit a wall once...glad no one saw it happen! Ha hehehe...

After a while I really get the hang of it, and I feel confident on taking on the toughest opponent, even Black. As I walk through the halls of the base in search of a place to clean up, I see many people working on various projects. One room looked like they were working on a way to colonize the moon, another looked as though they were working on finding a mythological flying palace! Weird but still very cool. I continue through the labs and finally I find a place I can wash up.

As I undress I find out very quickly that hot water is not something I enjoy. I quickly turn the water to a nice cool temperature, and think about what we should do. We could just launch a full scale attack but then people would surely notice, we need a stealthy approach. I need to know exactly what we can do, everything, weapons, skills and weaknesses.

I exit the shower and dry off.

Next time...

"You should never underestimate the power of a frying pan and the crazy person holding it!" He said with a smile