Nine days prior…

Mismagius and I ran into the forest, looking for Molly and Latias. There was no way we could get separated on the eve of our departure.

"Where the hell could they have gone?" I asked aloud. "And why?"

We stopped. I filled my lungs with air, and called out their names. Immediately following that, I heard a muffled scream come from nearby. It sounded like Molly. We ran a little further up the route and around a set of trees just in time to witness Molly being attacked by that same Infernape from a few days ago. He was revving up for another attack.

"Mismagius, Psybeam!"

She shot a rainbow colored beam over Molly's head and hit the Infernape head on. He only stumbled backwards, but now he was very pissed. I stepped in front of Molly in an attempt to protect her from further harm. A quick glance at her, and she was gripping her chest. "Molly, you're hurt," I fisted my hands and turned back around. One guy I recognized, but the other was a face I'd never seen before. But from the way he was dressed, I could tell that he was in charge of this little operation and that this was the guy Molly wasn't too keen on talking about. "That's the second time in the decade that you've hurt my daughter, Morgan."

"My hands are clean," I scoffed. Morgan looked up to an approaching helicopter, which dropped a line down to a group of men and women gathered in a spot looking at something. A closer look revealed that it was Latias.

"Mismagius, use—" Before I could finish the command, A blast of fire hit my chest and I was thrown back into a tree. I landed on my knees and looked up. Molly had transformed and was getting ready to help. But it was different this time. Now that I finally got the chance to look Morgan in the eyes, I became enraged. This man was completely cold-blooded if he could change innocent people into what they were now. I unsheathed the sword.

"Dad, are you okay?" Molly called. She suddenly started to look at me with concern due to the expression on my face.

"Yeah."

Latias was slowly being reeled up onto the helicopter. I had to go after her; I just couldn't live with it if I let these people get away and do something horrible to her. Six years ago Latios asked me to watch over her and I didn't plan to let him down.

"Molly!" I called. She nodded to me, and I nodded back. It was time for us to split up. While she handled that other guy and his pokémon, I went after Morgan.

Morgan's helicopter was starting to gain speed. Simultaneously, the sky had grown darker and flashes of lightning started appearing. Luck was on my side. He wouldn't get far with the impending weather.

At least an hour down the route, and the winds started picking up. Morgan's helicopter was being tossed around viciously, so they slowed down and I followed from the ground. None of this made sense though. How did he get from Sinnoh, his supposed office, to Alto Mare to Johto so fast? A trip like that would take at least a month or two of planning, not to mention secrecy from the local police. There had to have been another headquarters somewhere in this region.

"Mismagius," I called. "I'm going to need you to bring that helicopter down to the ground," She nodded, and glided up. Within minutes, the helicopter started acting irregularly, and then spiraled to the ground. "Too brash!"

It ducked beneath the trees and landed with a loud crash that shook the earth beneath me. I ran towards it when I heard a loud roar erupt from behind me.

"Molly…" It sounded like she was in pain. I started to look in both directions, trying to see whether she needed help or if Morgan was down for the count. That was too risky of a decision. "Hold on, Molly…I'll be back to help you."

I pushed my way through the trees into a newfound opening, caused by the spinning helicopter blades. Trees were literally sliced in half, debris was everywhere, but nothing had exploded or was on fire. I slowly walked towards the helicopter when a door was kicked out.

"Morgan!" Mismagius reappeared, unharmed by the crash. "It's over. Come on out!"

He stepped out of the helicopter like nothing had happened. Blood was trickling down his forehead, but he seemed unfazed by it. Instead, he brushed himself off and looked up. "Calvin, is it?" He chuckled. "You've just made a big mistake."

"You made the mistake when you kidnapped my daughter!" I held the sword up. "You ruined her life!"

"Think of it as an accomplishment," This guy was trying really hard to piss me off, and it was working. I charged towards him, in an attempt to hit him with the sword. He didn't move a muscle. Instead, he opened his mouth to issue a command. "Stop."

The blade of the sword stopped right before his chest. I wasn't planning to stop, but I hit something. Like a force field or some sort of barrier. The blade was then repelled, and I lost grip on the sword. It spun into a tree and was stuck. I should've seen that coming.

'What the hell?' I looked next to Morgan. The air was a bit distorted. 'A pokémon…it must've saved him from the crash.'

"Push him back."

I was swept off of my feet and thrown through the air, where I hit a tree again. I slid to the ground, and soon after, it started to drizzle. I got back up onto my feet. He obviously had a psychic type with him who chose to stay invisible. Lucky for me I had a ghost type with me. Morgan was about to lose badly. To anticipate Morgan's prediction, I ran over to try and set the sword free. He started to laugh, and then issued an order. These weren't moves; they were more like general commands. I couldn't tell what type of strategy he had. The pokémon darted over to me, fast and swift, but I had already trapped it.

"Mismagius, Shadow Ball!"

"Counter."

The shadow ball stopped, and finally getting the sword free, I saw a glowing set of blue eyes. There was no way he could have stopped that shadow ball. I was once again swept off my feet by a strong wave of psychic power, which hit both me and Mismagius. She was down for the count, and I rolled three times across the ground, dropping the sword again. Morgan laughed.

'There is no way I'm going to lose to him!' I struggled back up to my feet as it started to pour now. I was going to pick up the sword when I heard another roar, in more pain than the first. Molly was suffering from the rain.

"That's my cue, Calvin!" Morgan shouted. "Do you plan to continue fighting me, or let your precious daughter die in the rain?"

"She's smarter than that," I said. "She'll just change back to normal."

"Oh really?" He asked. "Do you honestly think she'll have the energy to do so after a battle like that? Two type advantages and two pokémon with death in their eyes?"

The roaring continued. I turned back in the direction of the roar, unable to choose on continuing with this fight or to help Molly. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. I clenched my fists and closed my eyes.

"Time's up, Calvin."

I reopened my eyes, and the pokémon he was ordering around finally revealed itself. But before I could get a good look at it, it threw a ball of psychic energy at me, hitting me in the stomach. I was pushed back a few feet, and before I could react, a wave of pain erupted from the hit. I fell to my knees, and something sharp hit me on the back of my neck, and unable to move, I fell to the ground and blacked out.

I jumped up out of my sleep. I expected this all to be a nightmare, and that I was about to reawake in my nice, comfortable bed back home, but I was wrong. Instead I was in a cell, with a door in front of me with one small slot in it, and a camera in the upper right hand corner next to it. I got up off the cot I was resting on, and walked t the door. There was no handle.

"The sword…" Not on my back and nowhere to be found. "Latias…Mismagius…" Both gone too. "And Molly…"

I fisted my hand. "YOU…BASTARD!" I punched the door.

Latias awoke to the inside of a container, except the walls were transparent and glew slightly. Outside the container was a large cavern. Computers and monitors were set up on tables near the walls and wires criss-crossed their way around the floor. She tried to levitate, but she couldn't concentrate enough to get in the air.

"Calvin?" She called. "Molly? Where are you?"

Growling erupted from behind her. She spun around in fear, only to finally notice that she wasn't alone in the container.

"Rayquaza?" She called to the green dragon. "Hey, wake up!"

She rubbed his nose. He started to smile.

"This isn't funny!" She growled. She fisted her paw and hit him. His eyes shot open, and he looked up.

"Wha—Latias?" He looked around. "Oh…you're awake."

"It's good to see that you're okay," She said. "You first. How did you end up here?"

"Well like usual, I was floating around in the Ozone when I heard some cries for help," He said. "It sounded a lot like your voice. Anyway, when I finally came down to help, you were nowhere to be found. Only this guy with a pokéball. He tried to have a battle with me, and he lost, and yet still he tried to capture me. I was shocked when he did."

"And you couldn't escape?"

"No…how do you know?"

"I was discussing it with Calvin and Molly," She said. "That same guy ambushed us in Alto mare and tried to capture me too, but they set me free."

"Then how did you end up here?"

"Well, we teleported to Johto, and we were planning on going back home when the coast was clear, but we were ambushed again. All I remember was looking down at something stuck in my paw and then blacked out," She started to look around. "Rayquaza….where are we?"

"It looks like the inside of a cave," He said. "Somewhere in Johto…"

The doors across the room clicked open, and five men walked in. Four were wearing matching uniforms, but one stood out.

"That's him," Rayquaza said. "He was with the guy who attacked me."

Latias put it all together. "Morgan."

Morgan looked at the two of them. "I probably shouldn't have put them in the same container."

He pulled a pokéball out of his pocket. A nervous look appeared in Rayquaza's eyes, one that Latias had never seen from him. Without warning, Morgan used the ball to return Rayquaza, and the four men passed harmlessly through the walls of the container. Latias tried her best to fight them off, but in no time they had restrained her.

"It took us a lot more time than you to get Rayquaza to submit to our demands," Morgan said. "Commence."

They stuck a syringe into Latias's neck. She cried out in agony, but it was already over. He released Rayquaza back into the container.

"Sorry about that, but I needed you out of the way," Morgan's men walked out of the container, and followed him to the doors. Rayquaza looked down. Latias was tearing up.

"Latias, are you okay?" He ducked down to her level. "What did they do to you?"

"I…I don't want to talk about it," She wept.

I heard a roar, and ran to the door and looked through the little slot. Outside the room the walls were cavernous, as if this whole operation were in an underground base or something.

"That was Latias!" I hit at the door a few times, but a human fist against a solid steel door proved worthless. "What the hell are they doing to her?"

I walked around the room and started to think. They captured Rayquaza, and they went to all lengths to capture Latias. For that, it meant that there was something utterly special about her. Okay, but what about Rayquaza? Well they were both dragon types, but that lead me nowhere. But…what about that psychic type I fought…earlier? I had completely lost track of time. The only thing Latias and that pokémon had in common was the signature glow of their energy flow—blue. But again I was at a loss, and now they were torturing her.

"And I'm so damn useless!" I kicked the side of the cot, turning it over. Then I looked up at the camera. First Molly, and now this. "You're just enjoying this, aren't you?!"

Morgan looked at the screen, his cold, blue eyes filled with excitement as he watched Calvin yell at him through the camera. He smirked.

"You have no idea."