Route 14, Day 7 of 60, 3:45 PM
Black Kyurem
It flew north at a great speed. It looked down at the ground below, some of it still in ruin from its earlier pursuit. It let out a huff, it was quite a chase, but worth it in the end. The power that flowed through it now, while nowhere near what it used to be capable of, it was still felt as though it couldn't be stopped. It enjoyed having the feeling of strength back, it had felt so weak before.
After a few minute more of flying, it spotted a human town near the shoreline. Suddenly thought crossed its mind. "Lotte...must...know..." It then veered toward the town. It didn't know why it was doing this, and it tried to turn away from the town, but the pull was too strong. It realized that its ideals were willing it toward the town. "Fine...do what you want. But I'm not going to let us stick around." It said as it flew closer to the town.
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Lotte
Lotte awoke from resting as he suddenly felt Zekrom's presence. "Did he forget something? He's a dragon...what could he possibly need?" He got up out of bed and got dressed. As he did, he tried to contact Zekrom, but there was no response. On top of that, something about Zekrom's mind felt...off, like it wasn't really Zekrom. He needed to get outside to see him. There was definitely something wrong with his friend.
Skyla woke up and glanced over at Lotte. "Where are you going?" she asked. "It's raining."
Lotte looked over at her. "Zekrom is coming back, but something isn't right. He's not responding to me at all." He threw his jacket on and picked up his hat from the bedside table. "I'll be back." he said.
"Wait...!" was all he heard before shutting the door. He hurried out into the main lobby of the Pokemon Center and ran out the sliding glass doors into the rain. He looked up into the sky, raindrops fell onto his glasses, making him wipe them off. As he put them back on, he heard a recognizable sound.
Thud.
Wingbeats, and large ones at that. It was definitely Zekrom. He tried contacting Zekrom again. Nothing.
Thud.
"Zekrom!" he called out loud. "Where are you? Why aren't you answering?"
Thud.
The shape of a dragon landing up on the cliff caught Lotte's eye. He hurried up the slope to the top of the cliff. Worry began to set in. What if Zekrom was badly hurt? As he turned around, he saw a faint neon blue glow through the mist. "Zekrom?" he called.
The shape stood up, and immediately Lotte noticed that there was something wrong. The silhouette didn't look like Zekrom's, even if it was shaped like his. It turned toward him, staring at him with one large yellow eye. Lotte shivered, it was a lot like the eye of Frosty.
"Lotte..." he heard a voice say. It sounded like Zekrom, but there was a distortion in it that made it sound...wrong. "You must not call N..."
"What? Why?" Lotte asked.
The silhouette ran forward, bring itself out of the mist. Lotte fell to the ground and gasped at what he saw looming above him. It looked like Zekrom, to be sure, but it was like someone had grafted parts of Frosty onto him. In its eyes, Lotte could see both despair and triumph. "Because otherwise Reishiram will end up like me!" The voice that Lotte now knew was definitely Zekrom's.
"What happened to you, Zekrom?"
"The ice dragon...Kyurem...it IS the original body of Reshiram and I. It...has made me part of itself again. I can feel myself slipping away more and more. Soon, I won't be able to tell myself apart from Kyurem."
"Indeed." said another voice. Lotte recognized it as being Frosty's, only that it was speaking at a normal volume and with intelligent words. "Why don't you just call the truth, though? I still don't have full control, yet, so this maybe your only chance to stop me."
"Don't listen to Kyurem, Lotte! You must not let Reishiram get involved! Kyurem is already too powerful with me! If it gets Reishiram, too, I don't think even Arceus would be able to stop it!"
A laugh from Kyurem echoed through Lotte's mind. "That is the idea..." Kyurem said. "Do what you will, boy. I'll get my truth back sooner or later." Before Lotte could say anything, Kyurem took off and headed north, taking Zekrom with it. Lotte watched as his second partner was taken away from him right before his eyes. Lotte stood there and stared blankly in the direction that Kyurem went, not even bothering about the rain anymore.
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Lotte bent over and picked up the scarf that Caitlin had found on the ground. N's Castle loomed above them. He and Caitlin could just barely make out the ledge that Gardevoir had fallen from. His eyes looked around the entire area, but there was no sign of her. A faint red stain on the ground streaked off in one direction, as though a body had been drug from it.
Caitlin watched her brother look everywhere for his Gardevoir before falling onto his knees at what was undoubtedly Gardevoir's blood. She was on the verge of tears watching him like this. He had already lost his parents, but now, just when he seemed so happy, he lost his partner, too. He turned toward her, eyes full of despair, and muttered:
"Sissy..."
Caitlin ran to him and threw her arms around him. Both of them began crying together. Even though he was an adult, or maybe because of it, something about him calling her that told Caitlin that he was emotionally distraught. She stayed with him and comforted him. In a way, she was glad that they didn't find Gardevoir's body. She knew that if Lotte had seen Gardevoir's broken body, he wouldn't have been able to take it.
His best friend and partner was gone.
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Zekrom's Contact
Just as she cleared the tree line, she looked up and saw a neon blue glow take flight toward the north. She realized that Black Kyurem had already paid a visit to Lotte. She took a step back into the treeline, despite her desire to go comfort Lotte. Now wouldn't be an appropriate time for her to show up, with Lotte now more than likely emotionally distraught. She broke a few branches and made a makeshift shelter for herself out of them.
She crawled inside and shivered. 'Cold and wet...I wish I could get a fire going, but with this rain, there is nothing I can do.' A sigh escaped her lips as she leaned back against a tree. She wished she could have shown herself sooner, but after what she heard from that one man two years ago, she had to begin keeping an eye on Kyurem. Now that it was out and fused with Zekrom, she needed to be there to help Lotte, but she had to wait. She looked into a small pool of water, a light blue eye looked back at her. Saddness shone in it as a psychic cry of anguish sounded in her mind. Her green eye shed a single tear as the sound registered in her mind. Zekrom's loss had just fully registered in Lotte's mind, that she knew for sure.
She sighed and huddled up to the tree and shivered. She wasn't going to go to him, despite her desire to do so. It would only confuse him more. She closed her eyes and tried to get some rest, exhausted from all the running and teleporting she had done on the way there.
Author's Note: Wow, one review in over a month. Are people even reading this anymore. I don't mean to be a jerk, but I like to know if stuff is getting read. I was close to moving on to something new since this didn't seem to be getting attention. This story needs reviews to keep going guys, if you want more, you're going to have to tell me.
Anyway, Christmas break begins here in Findlay pretty soon, meaning I'll have A LOT of time on my hands soon, so I can crank out a couple chapters of this when I'm not playing Halo 4 or Minecraft. (I don't get to play those often because of work, you know.) Anyway, please review if you read it, it lets me know that people like this story. Even if you say, "MOAR CHPTURZ PLZ!11!" That'll be good.~TrenchCoatGuy
P.S. Now that winter is here, I can finally wear my trench coat...IF WINTER WASN'T BEING RETARDED HERE IN OHIO! 50 DEGREES IN DECEMBER? REALLY?!