"We have to hurry!"

"She's not going to make it!"

After those two voices, sounds started to fade away until it was completely silent. The pain from me breathing ceased, along with every other ache and pain I felt. My breathing slowed and I started to feel relaxed, until I was surrounded by white light. Once I blinked, I was resting in a patch of grass near a somewhat large fountain. I sat up.

That same boy from my dream the other night was leaning against the edge of the fountain, looking at me. I quickly got up, and confronted him. "I saw you!"

He looked confused. "You…what?"

"Don't act innocent, I saw you in Olivine City, earlier today!"

He chuckled. "I must apologize. I didn't expect you to see the form what I was taking on."

"Huh?"

He sat me down at the edge of the fountain. "You see…I took on the form of a person that you would meet later on in the future, but…I didn't expect you to meet so soon."

"So…wait," I got up. "If you took on the form of a person I already met, then who are you?"

"That's up to you to find out," He said, getting up. "I doubt you would want to see the real 'me' right now."

"Okay…fine. You have your secrets, and I have mine," I sat back down on the edge of the fountain. "So where am I, anyway?"

His facial expression changed. "You're here because…well, because your spirit and body have separated."

"What does that mean?"

"You fell into a deep state of unconsciousness," He went on. "So deep that none of your vital signs are reading at the hospital you were brought to."

So someone did find me. I was fortunate, but what he was saying now made absolutely no sense. "So what you're trying to say, is that I've…"

"…died, Molly."

I started to panic. "What?!"

"Hold on," He said. "That's why I'm here. I came to prevent this."

He took my hands in his. "It's not your time."

I sighed. "You know, I may not know who you are, but the way you act…you're starting to remind me of an old friend of mine. You probably wouldn't believe who it was."

He smiled again. "Given your condition, you might want to take a deep breath. This is going to hurt."

His eyes flashed a distinct gold. It was too obvious from that point, who this mystery boy was. My surroundings, including him, swirled out of focus, and then it went dark again. For a time, I didn't feel anything. Then out of nowhere, my skin started burning, as if someone had poured a bucked of acid over my head. My chest exploded with pain, and as I tried to scream, no sound came from my mouth. Only loud roars and shrieks. I closed my eyes and tried to brave the pain, but it was too much. I could hear those strange voices from earlier calling new orders. I could hear the excitement in their voices.

My eyelids now felt heavy, but I managed to get them open. My vision was blurred, and there was a bright light looming over my head. What looked like a man then came into my field of vision and started waving a flashlight in my eyes.

"She's responsive," His voice sounded so far away, but vividly heard. "Her vitals are returning to normal. Keep her under constant monitoring."

Most of my vision had returned to normal, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw another figure, pressed up against the glass of the room I was in. That must've been him; the boy we were tagging earlier. The doctor put a mask over my nose and mouth, and surroundings started to swirl again until I fell into a relaxing sleep.

When I reawakened, some of the lights had been turned off in the room, and it was pitch black outside. My vision had regained focus, and I slowly turned my head from side to side. This room was completely different from the one before, and I was laying on a softer surface now.

"Good morning," Someone whispered. When I looked to my left, it was him again. I wasn't surprised at his appearance now, because wasn't all that new to me anymore. "The doctors said that you have to rest, but I don't want to leave you, so…half of me is scared that you might attack me, but the other half says that you could use the company."

I nodded in appreciation. He smiled.

"Um…I found this when I found you," He pulled my necklace out of his pocket. "It must belong to you."

He placed the necklace next to me. He pulled up a chair, and sat down. "I was walking through the forest earlier, and I had this weird feeling that I was being followed. So, like anyone, I tried to lose them, but by doing so I got lost in the process. So I spent hours trying to find the path again, and then to make things worse it started to rain. Then, right after it really started coming down, I heard these loud roars coming from nearby, and they scared the crap out of me," I started to laugh, but stopped short since it brought on a wave of pain. "Well I started to walk forward and hopefully away from it. The only problem was, it was coming in my direction, until we met. You walked out of the bushes and literally collapsed in front of me. Well, I knew you weren't going to last long in the rain and you looked like you were hurt, so the least I could do was get you some help…only thing was that I couldn't carry you nor could I come back with help, so I had to…I had to capture you."

"What?!" I growled. He jumped up.

"I-I'm sorry! But honestly there was no other way!" Getting mad at him wouldn't help me in the long run, so I sighed and replied with a nod. He sat back down.

"T-The doctors said you had six broken ribs from a powerful attack to the chest," He went on. "Fortunately they fixed most of the damage and you'll be perfectly fine in a few weeks."

I didn't have a few weeks, and as I finally started to think about dad, my heart rate started to rise; I could tell from the nearby EKG. What happened to him and Latias? Was he able to get her back, or was he taken prisoner as well? Knowing Morgan, choice two was most possible. He didn't let people get away with his secrets…at least not easily.

"My name's Matthew, by the way," He said, rubbing my nose. "You should probably rest now."

Just great, more sleep. Fortunately I was still tired, so I yawned and closed my eyes.


Nine days later…

I was lying down in this bed for the last few days thinking about where dad was. More than a week had gone by since I had seen him, and I just had to know what happened to him. And today I would finally get my wish. Over the course of the week, Matthew, or as he preferred, Matt, came in with a bundle of Sitrus berries and fed them to me. At first I was a bit embarrassed that he was doing this for me, but in my form it would've been what anyone would've done, so I didn't fuss. How I felt when I was brought here compared to now was totally different; I could move around freely. Now I was healthy enough to be discharged, and that meant that I had to start looking for answers as to where dad was. Before I left the room, I found some clothes. I would definitely need these once I changed back to normal.

"She's free to leave," The doctor said to Matt. Then he turned to me. "You might want to keep away from any serious physical activity until your ribs fully heal."

I don't know why he was telling me this. Given my nature, I wasn't going to live up to it. I followed Matthew out of the pokémon center, and a short distance down the street. Then he turned around and unclipped a pokéball from his belt. I backed up.

"It's okay, it's okay," A red line of light touched my chest. Almost instantly, I started to glow the same color, and right after that I could feel myself starting to shrink. An intense vacuum sucked me down and forward, and a few seconds later I stopped in midair, and everything went dark.

'Note to self,' I thought, shaking off that weird compressed feeling. 'Kill the next person who tries to capture me.'

A few more seconds later, everything started turning a bright blue, and I was thrown out of the pokéball and back onto my feet, on the sidewalk. Matt had released me.

"I can't keep you, you know," He said. "My mom would freak out if she saw you, plus, you belong out in the open."

I could almost see some tears forming in his eyes, if it weren't for the ones in mine.

He rubbed my chest. "Take care of yourself."

I nodded. He gave me a wide smile and walked across the street to that same moving truck. It looked as if it was just about to leave. I have to hand it to him, he had a good heart. If Latias was right and he was moving to Alto Mare, I had to find some way to return the favor.

I walked back into the forest and found a nice secluded spot. The strangest thing about my transformation was that in order for me to change back to normal, I needed to be fully relaxed. It's very ironic that for a person who tried so hard to ruin people's lives, it was so easy to revert their lives back to normal…well not physically anyway. I guess he knew that and thought that everyone would be too traumatized to ever figure out. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath, which was still kind of hard to do. I cleared my thoughts, and concentrated on something nice…like grandma visiting for the holidays. This process was usually painless and lasted a couple of seconds, but just because of the fact that my ribs were healing, it made it unbearably painful. I was a bit afraid that this would happen, but nothing was broken by the time it was over. I re-clothed and tied my hair in a knot behind my head.

"Dad?" I called, walking back out onto the route. "Dad, if you can hear me, give me a sign!"

No response and no sign. This is where we left each other, as I remember. There were still some signs showing a struggle, but most of it had been washed away by the rain. I walked further up the route. The previous battle signs had vanished, and now new ones had appeared. Rocks were thrown everywhere, there were craters in the ground, and as I looked around, I spotted something that made me gasp in horror: the helicopter that Morgan had used to escape; It lay in ruins a few feet away, and there was no one on board.

'Way to go, dad,' I said. 'I never would've expected this from you.'

There were signs that someone had been dragged for a while, and then stopped, and disappeared. They could've been washed away by the rain as well, but these stopped abruptly, and tire tracks continued from there, but still no sign of dad.

"Dad!" I called again. "Can you hear me?"

Not a single sound. I could only hope that wherever he was, he was okay. I sighed and walked back towards town.

There wasn't much left for me here, but to go home and wait for dad's return. I boarded the ferry bound for Alto Mare. It cast off a few minutes later.

'Knowing Morgan, he must've had a backup vehicle and got away with Latias. Dad had to have followed him,' I did know that Morgan's office was way back in Sinnoh, so there was no way he got all the way to Johto that fast. He had to have been stationed somewhere nearby in order to find us in Alto Mare and in Olivine City. 'Knowing him, he probably went in after Latias. He's been so protective of her over the last few years, it's pretty amazing that he would--' All of a sudden I collided with something, and fell over onto the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" He helped me up.

"No, it's fine, it's--" When I looked up, it was Matthew again. Yep, it was official. We were destined to meet. "Fine…"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, now."

"Oh…okay," He started to blush a bit. "Um…my name's Matthew."

I smiled. "Short for Matt, right?"

"Yeah…" He started to look at me very closely. "…have we met?"

"I don't think so," I couldn't understand how he could see me as my other form. "Why?"

"I don't know. It just feels like we've met."

I scoffed. "Tell me about it."