Chapter 5: Redefining History
John woke as he had the previous morning. The creature nudged his cheek, longing to be fed. John fed it as he had the previous day.
Looks like he, or I, or whatever, only needs to eat about once a day. That's good I guess. Mom might be a little more accepting of it if it doesn't eat a lot. He then brushed off the notion. Actually, that's probably the least of her concerns.
He placed the creature on his bed, turned around, and jumped back as a familiar green figure floating a foot from his face.
"Hello again," it said.
"How'd you find me? And how'd you get in my house? And… wait."
He dashed to the door and barred the doorway with his usable arm.
"You leave my Mom out of all of this!" he commanded.
"Relax, the members of the sort of… elite order I belong to can't seem to Touch others anyway, for some reason."
"Then why are you here?"
"Just to see what you two have been up to. Looks like you had a rough day yesterday." It looked at the dark colored creature on the bed, which looked back with its head cocked slightly to the side. "A Monozu. Funny, I never pegged you as a dark type. Do you perhaps have some personal demons or unresolved personal conflicts…?"
It stopped at the look John had given it; he clearly didn't want to talk about it.
"Forgive me." Celebi quickly changed the subject. "Last night, I took a look through your world's history. Apparently, our worlds have quite a history of contact with one another, never connecting to any other planes, but as the links don't last long, the few from my world that have come here have been lost to myths and folklore."
"What do you mean?"
"Certain rifts in history that I'm aware of tend to correspond with the origins of myths in yours, and the subjects of such myths are eerily similar to some of the pokemon from my world. Stories of sea serpents and sirens in the land you call Greece sound similar to Gyrados and Milotic. This 'Anubis' in your ancient Egypt was likely a Lucario. Dragons in Europe were likely a Salamence or Charizard, and more recently, a Magnezone may have found its way into where you now call Roswell, New Mexico. The list goes on. There are simply too many instances for it to be pure chance."
"So what does it mean?"
"With this many connections, it means that our dimensions have been drawn very close, and I can almost guarantee many more in the near future. There's something else as well. I'm unsure of how they came to this conclusion, but a number of your ancient peoples agree that something will happen less than two years from now. Many of your people today think that it signals the end of the world, which is of course, ridiculous, but the rate at which the two planes are converging suspiciously marks that date as significant." The creature broke off for a moment, and muttered, "Perhaps Palkia would know better…"
As with the last time he had spoken with this creature, John was lost for words; it was just too much to handle at once.
After a moment, he asked, "How many more have been Touched?"
"As far as I can tell, just two at this point. Some type of young sports player's parallel is an Aron, and a young girl nearby's a Combee. You may wish to familiarize yourself with the pair. I've never heard of two planes being drawn so close before, and if there are any unprecedented effects, you three will almost definitely be the first to experience them."
John didn't bother to ask what any of the creatures Celebi mentioned were; he had a feeling it would just make him more worried.
"Anyway, I must be off, I believe I sense that another rift will open later today, and I must keep track of those that come through as much as I can."
The creature simply vanished with a soft pop, leaving John blinking at where it had been.