For those that have already read this chapter, go down to the bottom. it contains some information in reguards to Beginnings of a Master. Don't worry, I'm not killing the story off.

Chapter Eighteen
Mind Mishaps

I'm under your spell,
God, how can this be?
Playing with my memory…
You know I've been through hell,

Oh why don't you see;
There'll be nothing left of me?
Wish I could trust
That it was just this once,

But I must do what I must.
I can't adjust,
To this disgust.
I wish I could…

But I just can't stay.

Under Your Spell / Standing in the Way (Reprise)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Sam's Point of View

I seriously was not feeling well. The weird optimism I had enjoyed all day was definitely gone, to be replaced by a sense of dread and sickness. As the buzzer went off, I simply grabbed a Pokéball and threw it, not caring just who I released.
As it turns out, Diana was released, looking fairly nervous. From the size of the stadium and the crowd, I was feeling the same, just a lot queasier. Beside me, if you count about ten metres away as beside me, Nick had just released Sparx. Suppressing a groan, I had the sudden mental picture of Diana's fur puffed up and her simply rolling as a method of travelling. Giving a chuckle, I shook my head and turned back to the battle. Across the stadium, Sophie and Kai had released their own Pokemon. A Senvar and Torchic were presented as the opponents, instantly sparking the memory that Senvar and Torchic were Sophie's and Kai's first Pokemon.

"Diana! Go for the Torchic with Roll-Out!" I said loudly, hoping she would hear. She heard, and instantly react by taking a few running steps before tucking herself into a ball and heading straight for the Torchic.

"Maggie! Use Fire Spin and surround yourself!" Kai yelled, effectively countering the Roll-Out. Diana wasn't going to get any closer without burning herself. Instead, she redirected herself to go for the Senvar. On the moment of impact, instead of being sent flying, the Senvar gave a cackle as Diana went right through it. Its shape suddenly went hazing, until it reformed as a Ghastly.

Uh oh. I said mentally.

Nick wasn't worried. Sending Sparx forward, he ordered the little electrical mouse to use a Thunderbolt attack. It zapped forward, splitting the air and landed a direct hit on the Ghastly. The ghost-type Pokemon wailed in pain, before the attack ended. Sparx panted, his fur smoking as he dealt with the side-effects of the electrical attack.

"Ghastly. Crowd Control." Sophie called. Another 'Uh oh' went through my head when Ghastly, obeying the command, suddenly released a wave of purple energy. It spread out, covering the field, and as it hit Maggie, Diana and Sparx, sent them to sleep.

The Ghost-light Pokemon was suddenly in its element. Giving another wicked cackle, it floated up into it was high above the field, before sending out two dark beams that hit Sparx and Diana directly. With each pulse of energy, the Ghastly looked stronger and stronger. It had to be Nightmare; an attack that let a Pokemon controls its opponent's dreams, and then feed off of the negative emotions they gave off in their nightmares.
Another bad sign was that Maggie the Torchic was suddenly awake. Charging forward, she paused at the edge of the field between my tower and Nick's, before opening her mouth and inhaling. A ball of black energy gathered at Maggie's mouth, before shooting forward and hitting a target behind mine and Nick's towers.
The buzzer sounded again and I looked around in confusion. Looking over at Nick, he looked cranky, but he seemed to be dealing with it.

"The first point goes towards Rorroh City and its Champions! And now, due to Tournaments rules, Ghastly, Eevee and Pichu must be switched with other Pokemon on their team. Will their Trainers please select their new Pokemon so that we can go on with the battle?"

Growling in annoyance, I pulled out Diana's Pokéball and returned her. Snapping the Pokéball onto my belt, my hand travelled over my belt, until I stopped on Zeus's Pokéball. Making a split second decision, I grabbed his Pokéball and threw it forward, and as if to leave a memory, a trail of lightning followed the Pokéball from my hand. I gaped at it, before looking down at my arms. Sparks glittered over my freckled skin, leaving no doubt that this was a natural occurrence.
A new wave of nausea hit me, and I doubled over, clutching my stomach. Sweat came to my forward, but it went unnoticed as the new round began. Nick was using a black Butterfree, one that I hadn't seen before. Gaping at it from under my fringe, I wondered where he had gotten it, before pain clutched my stomach and made its way upwards into my head.
In the battle, Zeus wasn't going to wait for any help from me. He was blasting and smiting to his hearts delight, ensuring that his opponents, a Holipus and a Jorei were unable to move. As an insult, he had trapped them in cages of lightning, ensuring that they wouldn't move due to their weaknesses to lightning.

Up in the commentator's box, where I couldn't see, Keira stood up and leaned forward. Her opposite, Wyatt, the Gym Leader of Rorroh City Gym, and the trainer of Dark Pokemon, looked at her curiously.

"What's happening to Sam?" Keira asked, pulling her psychic powers to a front and changing her vision with it. Psychic energies were suddenly revealed, spread out in the crowd with the occasional psychic watching the battle. However, a glowing aura surrounded Sam, his own colour of blue mingled with a forest green. The green looked out of place, as if it were simply shoved into his power without a thought.

Recognition surged into Keira's eyes, and before anyone could say otherwise, she was up and heading for the door, nearly pulling Wyatt's arm from his socket.

"Ow! What – where are we going?" Wyatt yelped, stumbling after the girl who had control of his arm.

"No time to explain." Keira said shortly. "Hurry up and run."

Back down on the field, I wasn't doing to well. Pain had fully filled me, and the sparks were getting more and more numerous. They flocked across my skin, leaving small sunspots on my eyes as I tried focusing on them.
The battle raged on. The Butterfree had already taken care of the Jorei with one psychic beam after another. The Butterfree left Zeus to fare for himself against the Holipus and positioned itself in front of the target behind Sophie and Kai. The beam charged up, a ball of white energy summoned into existence appeared between the Butterfree's antennas. The energy erupted and shot forward, hitting the target directly in the centre, and as it did, all hell broke loose.
Psychic people and Pokemon are more in tune with the elements of Light and Darkness than most people would guess. I'd later find out what was about to happen was because of the Dark and Light battle happening now, but not until it was too late.

My psychic powers didn't flare out of control; they ruptured my control and spread out sidewards. Nick was the first to feel the effects as he was taken off his feet and sent flying. The force behind it was so powerful he actually went into the crowd stands. By that time, everyone else caught on and simply bolted. A white wave of energy spread out, and as it hit the wall of the stadium, pulled the stone apart and destroyed it. The destruction went on further and further, until my half of the stadium was destroyed and the crowd had evacuated in record time. The first piece of luck happened when my powers didn't spread any further than the boundaries of the stadium. The bad side was that, with nowhere left to go, it went forward.
The Pokemon had been watching me until then. The Holipus, Zeus and the Butterfree looked dumbstruck, until the Butterfree gave a strange twitch of its head, and as one, Zeus and the Holipus flew over to it. As the wave of energy was about to hit the three, flying Pokemon, a purple ball surrounded the Pokemon as the Butterfree used its own, formidable, psychic powers to protect itself and its fellow Pokemon.
Sophie and Kai had followed the same plan. Sophie, instead of running, had teleported herself over to Kai and encased the two of them in their own, personal shield.
Suddenly, my powers stopped. It met with even more psychic energy, and couldn't get passed. The psychic power that flowed through me began to drain out of me, leaving me as weak as a newborn Meowth.
My powers seemed to have last trick up its sleeve. It withdrew from the wall it had encountered, into a sphere in the centre of the stadium. It stayed like that for roughly three seconds, before it exploded, sending one, final effort to destroy the surrounding area.

Anyone able to create a shield, do it NOW." Keira's telepathic voice sounded in my head. Unnoticed to me, the psychics of the crowd reappeared on the remaining rubble, and put up walls to contain the power. The white wave of destruction battled against the new walls for around ten seconds, before giving up and disappearing into nowhere.
In the meantime, I had collapsed on the only area that hadn't been destroyed, the blue tower. I didn't get roaring darkness this time; I got a howling funnel of impregnable shadows that swallowed me up.

Bursting into Sam's room, Katrina knew it was way too late. A boom filled the air, calling her attention to the window. A white glow was on the horizon, one that promised to not be anything good. Looking at it in, fear, her brow furrowed and she swung around and stomped out of the room.

'And on the news today, the Chansey Evolution line has just been shifted to a new group! Thanks to the expert breeder, Brock of Pewter City, it has been discovered that the Chansey, Blissey and Healtia line is actually a Four evolution one! A new baby form has just been discovered, called -!'

My eyes opened. Suspended above the bed I was lying on was a television, one that had just finished covering a report on something or other. I hadn't really been paying attention to it as I struggled my way out of unconsciousness. Thankfully, the light didn't hurt my eyes, which was a welcome change from all the other times I had fallen unconscious lately. Closing my eyes again, I shifted around on the bed, trying to find a more comfortable position.

"He's awake."

Brendan's voice murmured softly, somewhere to my right. Not willing to open my eyes, I lifted my hand, and waved in his general direction. Five seconds after that and I withdrew it to my side again. Someone must have filled my bones with lead when I was out.

"Sam? Are you ok?"

Nick's voice this time. Cracking open my eye lid, I looked at him, wondering if my tongue had been filled with lead too. Opening my mouth meant that I wasn't gonna get it closed again, and I really didn't want to become one of those weird, Venus-Fly trap Pokemon that originated in some region I couldn't remember right now.

"Leave him alone guys. Remember what Keira and Nurse Joy said?" Disapproval sounded in Katrina's voice, but I instinctively could tell that it wasn't directed at Nick or Brendan.

"Ah."

"Oh yeah."

"Anyway, all of your Pokemon are fine and dandy Sam, thanks to Insecticide. Insecticide was the black Butterfree Nick was using. Once you get your strength back, we'll explain the whole lot to you." Katrina's voice was about as soft as Brendan's had been. Nick's was the same, apart from slightly quieter than what it normally was.

"We'll be back Sam. Visiting hours are almost over, but we'll be back tomorrow morning." Brendan's voice was the last I heard, before shuffling noises left me to draw my own conclusions. To replace Brendan, Kat and Nick, a doctor bustled in to check on me, who I assumed was notified by my departing friends. He did fairly normal things, I think. The first test was to make my foot move, and then my arm. Opening my eyes proved tricker than it had the first time, but I was totally stumped when he asked me to lift my head.

The sound of a pencil scratching could just be heard over the television. From the sounds of it, an episode of 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Squirtles' had just started, and that wasn't good. I had been driven almost insane when my little brother had watched it over, and over, and over, and, uh, repeatedly.
The fourth test was to see if I could talk. I got a few incoherent sounds out, but nothing that sounded English. More pencil scratching, and then the doctor announced the final test. I had to make something levitate with my powers.
And that's when it got really weird.
When I tried to call on my power, I mentally seemed to be groping at thin air. My powers were diminished, faded, or, in other words, gone.

"That's what we thought." The doctor muttered. Clearing his throat, I felt a sudden feeling of dread. "Mr Sapphire, it appears that, from your little show at the Twilight Stadium, you've used up all your powers. We can't tell if this is permanent or not, but more likely, it isn't. If it isn't, your powers should begin to make a return anywhere from four weeks to two months from now. We also can't tell if the draining has had any effect on your powers, and we won't be able to for at least another two weeks. They could have gotten weaker, mutated or even gotten stronger." My feeling of dread loosened slightly. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The shuffling of paper replaced the scratching noise of the pen, and hen the doctor began speaking again. "And to answer any unspoken questions, I have your files. It says you're a Blue Psychic. Chances are that you will remain one, but you could mutate to Orange, Green, or any of the other Psychic types."
I released a sigh. That at least was in my capabilities.

"But don't worry. You should be able to move around tomorrow, and after that, you may even be able to leave, simply because this is a mental consequence. Physically, you won't feel anything, and all your body needs to do now is rest." That seemed to be the end of it. The doctor went past my bed and to my right. I could hear curtains being drawn, and orange light bathed my eyelids.

"Hmm, Miss Botanis is still out. Put one of the night staff on a supervisory status on her. This sort of thing hasn't happened enough for us to be carele-."
Botanis. There could only be one person with that last name. Turning my head slowly to the right, I opened my eyes.

And there she was. Ashlee was in a deep sleep beside me, looking as weary as I felt. Now I knew why Katrina hadn't been happier earlier. Ashlee. I knew she had to be at the heart of this. There wasn't going to be any reason good enough for me to be convinced she was here, in the same state as me, that she wasn't somehow involved in this.

"Two visitors? Did you tell them the visiting hours are ov- oh. Let them in. They can probably explain to Mr Sapphire much better than I can." The good Ol' Doc's voice piped up again. "They won't be happy if they discover Ms Botanis here, however, that can't be avoided. We'll just shut the curtains and tell them we were out of room."

I watched the Doctor draw the curtains around Ashlee, blocking her from my sight. After that, the Doctor virtually scuttled from the room as two figures that demanded authority came in. Keira and Wyatt took one look around the room and saw me on my bed. Coming over to me, Wyatt was the first to notice Ashlee's presence as he stopped. Looking at the curtains, he opened them telekinetically and with such little effort it made me envious. The shadows around Ashlee would have made it hard to see, but Wyatt was already onto it. Another mental push sent all the shadows away from Ashlee and a little fact came up in my mind that made me chuckle. Where Keira was Photokinetic; able to control light, Wyatt was Umbrakinetic; which meant he was able to control the shadows. It was fitting, especially since he was the Gym Leader of Dark Types in Rorroh Town.
Giving a cough, he attracted Keira's attention and jerked his thumb in Ashlee's direction. Keira rolled her eyes, an expression of distaste crossing her face.

"We'll deal with her later. First things first." Keira said, obviously the leader in this situation. Grabbing a seat, Keira pulled it over to my bed, while Wyatt seemed content to stand. Drawing in the shadows around himself, he made himself hard to see. Keira, on the other hand, drew in the light around the room, drawing attention to herself. The two together made an awe-inspiring sight, one seeming to be made of light, the other of shadows.
I blinked and the world suddenly changed. Instead of a hospital bed, I was standing in the middle of what I knew was a black ball. Not black, as in surrounded by shadows, but black, as in nothing existed.

It'll will be safer if we talk here. That way we can't be overheard by anyone. We're in your mind Sam, which also means we can talk a lot better and faster than if we were doing it physically. Keira's telepathic voice sounded in my head. I gave a smirk. I wasn't powerful enough to get this deep into my own mind, or anyone else's, and as such, hadn't been able to 'personalise' my domain. A person's mind was their onw, person space that they had complete control over, but I wasn't strong enough to go this deep into my own mind. Now I was here, I could do pretty much anything.

Raising my hand, I swept it across the darkness. As my arm went by, features suddenly formed in the darkness. A small field, complete with a pond now existed where there was darkness. A small, warm breeze swept across the grass and into the leaves of the one tree that inhabited the field.
Looking down at myself, I saw I was dressed in a strange, white robe. I changed that to a comfortable pair of white pants, with an intricate pattern of blue winding its way up my legs. A t-shirt followed it, made out a cream-coloured material, and a hood made out of a dusty blue clothe.
My shoes were beige with blue soles.

Keira's and Wyatt's astral bodies materialised into the field. Keira took a look around and gave a nod of approval. She was wearing a white dress, with white sandals. Her golden hair was held back with a white headband. All in all, she had the complete 'Nice Girl' appearance.
Wyatt, on the other hand, seemed to be completely at home with his clothes. He was wearing a black trench-coat which was the main article of clothing. He had three quarter, midnight blue, pants. An armless t-shirt of a similar colour and black boots completed the outfit.

Wyatt, on the other hand, scowled slightly at the scene. "Too much light here." He complained.

Rolling my eyes, I waved my hand once more. The mid-afternoon sun changed position instantly, now bathing the meadow in the gold and blues of twilight. Wyatt rolled his own eyes now. "Good enough."

"Anyway." Keira said, glaring at her counterpart. "We're here to talk to you about what happened, answer your questions and stuff."

"First off, you were under a Mind Wipe." Wyatt said quickly, plainly wanting to be the one to tell me. "That's why you were in a strangely happy mood, because you couldn't be depressed by anything recent that's happened to you. It also explains why you didn't know that your Pokemon weren't with Nurse Joy."

"It was Ashlee that did it. We've already gotten permission to go through her mind, but you don't need to know about that. I'm just going to say that, don't blame her for what she did. She didn't know any better." Keira's input made me raise my eyebrow. What did she mean, it wasn't Ashlee's fault? "She had less than good role-models growing up, so that's why."

"Anyway, when Ashlee performed her Mind Wipe, she had no idea what she was doing." Wyatt ambled over to the tree and reached up into the branches. Grabbing onto one, he swung himself up, and made himself comfortable. "So, when she did it, she accidentally connected your minds together. Obviously she didn't mean for it to happen, and as a result, the connection was very fragile."

"What happened during the battle was a result of that connection collapsing. In the final few minutes that you and Ashlee were connected, your powers connected and it had several effects. It broke the dimensional barrier, and hooked into your powers in that dimension, and Ashlee's, which resulted in even more power being put into the shock-waves from the connection's break-down. Normally, that sort of thing couldn't be done, but the dimensional barriers between Romanc and Rorroh are very thin, since a lot of it went into Mew's battle with Missingno. And since you and the you in the other dimension are essentially the same person, your powers banded together in the minute that the dimensions weren't separated. You're a whole lot more powerful in the other dimension than you are here, add to that the power of the Ashlees, and it would have resulted in the destruction of the stadium and the surrounding area if it weren't for us and several other psychics in the area." Keira explained, sitting down on a rock I had conjured in my mind.

It was almost too much to believe. I had to simply sit and think about it, letting it make sense it my mind. My mind conjured up another rock for me, which was lucky, since I simply began to sit. Without the rock, I would have fallen to the ground.

"So, let me get this straight. Together, me and Ashlee breached the dimensional barrier, pretty much combined with ourselves in that dimension, and destroyed the stadium because we got a massive power boost." I said slowly.

Keira nodded. "Exactly. Now, we also came here to give you this." Looking over at Wyatt, she raised her eyebrows in a warning look. Giving a sigh, he jumped down from the tree and walked over to Keira. Reaching down, he held her hand and raised it into the air. Light and Darkness gathered at their hands, forming a stunning ball of shadows and radiant beams.

All at once, a wave of twilight energy spread out and engulfed my small world. As it reached the edges of the field, it vanished into nowhere. Walking forward, Keira and Wyatt both extended their joint hands and then let go. Hovering in front of me was a half-sun, half-moon disc. My eyes widened as I looked at it. Separately, it was the Daylight and the Midnight badges, but together, they formed one of the four badges needed to get into the Diamond League, the Twilight Badge. Reaching up slowly, my hands shaking, my fist closed slowly around the badge and slowly drew it close to me. Looking down at it, then up at the two Gym Leaders, I smiled.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now, we've overstayed our welcome, mentally and physically. If you want, you can stay here and think things over, or you can return to your body. If you stay, it'll just look like you're in a very deep sleep." Wyatt offered, looking at me with piercing black eyes.

I looked at him, and then to Keira, and made my decision.

"I'll stay here. I have a lot to think about."

Keira nodded. "As you wish. We'll be back tomorrow to return you to your body. This way, you'll be able to think, while your body rests. And Sam, we awarded you that badge because you've had to face the good parts of life, and the bad. Like I said, Ashlee didn't know any better. She wasn't raised to know better."

And with that, they both faded away, leaving me to wonder at their words. "Not raised to know better?" I asked myself, and then shook my head. Looking at my surroundings, I smiled wistfully. Here, I was as powerful as Mew was. Raising my hand, I watched the sun chased the moon across the sky rapidly, before halting the flow of time and letting the moon rest in the sky. It was full, and cast a peaceful glow across the mental landscape I had created. A gentle, warm breeze brushed my arm as it went past. Sitting there on my rock, I looked up at the moon and smiled. This was as serene as I had felt for about a month. For the moment anyway, I was where I had always belonged. I was home.

Hi guys!

Recently, I got one of the emails I love, letting me know what I've done wrong. Not in style or anything, but the accidental little plot holes and things I've left. I'm here now to answer the questions. These are all from Dragon Master Cohl's post, so you can check that out if you want.

1) If I made a scene seem like Artemis didn't have a head frill, I'm sorry. My memory isn't always the best, so I apologise if it caused confusion.
2) When I looked up the word Encyclopaedia, I actually had it spelt correctly. I'm an Aussie, and that's the way we spell it in Australia. A little weird, I know, but it's true. So, we can both say we're right and wrong there.
3) But that's the whole point, every story needs a little random, completely stupid thing for people to poke fun at. Just look at Psyduck, when it's not all powered up.
4) Another mistake of mine, but I can clear that up. I've yet to discover where it is, but if you can show me, that'd be great. Koga is not Nick's father, Nick's dad is Bruno.
5) This is a part where I get a bit of leeway. The word 'Ourt' throws a lot of people off, and it makes it a lot clear if I go 'Tini, drat, dra, tini dra. It also helps make it clearer for me
6) Clouds don't actually fly, I've check that one. They're just light enough to not be restrained to the ground. And a cloud Pokemon being Water / Electricity makes a lot of sense in my mind. Not to mention, it isn't one of my created Pokemon, but Topaz Soarhire's.
Beginnings of a Master and Wings of Council are set in the same world.
7) That one never settled right in my stomach. Going from water to Water / Ground seemed a bit stupid, especially since his name is 'Mudkip'. I give you that one though, its just one of the areas I'm a bit picky in.
8) That was more a reference to the Gameboy games. I have actually found and caught a timid Mewtwo, and it's amused me ever since. There is, though, a Mewthree, which featured in the 'Echotrance Trilogy' of Topaz Soarhire's.
9) Right before I post a chapter up, I always use spell checker. I'm going to take a guess and say that your spell-checker is set to the United States form, while mine is set to the Australian. They can't simply be the same, can they?
10) Yes, Jynx. Seems to be a Psychic / Ice type. I can give you more info, but that requires looking it up.
11) Define Pokemon Amounts? You mean the number of Pokemon in battle, or their Power Points? We'll get back to this one.
12) Ah, here's a good one. I didn't remember that one, so I will have to be fixing that up. Thanks!
13) Yeah, I know. It might have been because my cousin Aaron was in the room at the time that I put that name down and didn't notice it. I'll fix that up too. Where is it?
14) Evolution in this world is a tricky business. In Red Blue and Yellow, you'd be able to encounter Lv 27 Magmars, right? And the Gym Leaders are also able to have Pokemon that seem to have evolved before their due level. While my story does include Pokemon levels, it doesn't rely so heavily on the Pokemon evolving at certain levels. It gives me, and other writers, a lot more free rein and gives the readers the opportunity to read more exciting battles. While I may do some battles like that, I'm obviously never going to put a Dragonite in a First Badge Dragon Gym.
15) When it comes to the Pillars, several factors come into play. The Pillar you're standing on has a set element, and you need to find a pillar that is weak against your pillar's element. When it comes to the later chapters, you need to have a bit more knowledge, as they rely on the Stats of Pokemon.
16) Oaseed is meant to be a spinoff of Seedot. It's like a natural defence mechanism, so that Trainers and Pokemon get confused over which is which. I mean, one of them has to taste better than the other, right? And as a matter of fact, Jorei is not a spin-off of any Pokemon at all. Jorei was invented nearly a year before Perrapu came out, so I win there. And yes, Botanasprint is part of the Ponyta family, only having a new elemental type bred into it. It's like Topaz Soarhire's Articolts and Blizzardash.
17) Yes, this is another mistake I made. For some reason, I thought Steel was weak to Ice. It makes sense though, Ice is able to make the Steel brittle and cause it to snap.
18) He could off, but Brendan is a stubborn, stupid, Genius. If he thinks he can get it done one way, he'll keep at it until it's done. Even if it means more work for him.
19) It is spelt 'Traumatised' in the Aussie Dictioary.
20) I know, Drakeon doesn't have as much of a ring to it, but it was the best I could think of. Heleon I do prefer, but what's wrong with the Holy type? Pokemon like Ho oh, Suicune and Articuno can fit under it, since they were worshipped as gods at one point or another.
21) You'll notice that Sam thought the idea was stupid as well. And note that it was a rumour that sent Jason to search for Mee.
22) Yeah, Orre. Big desert region, I didn't like it much.
23) Heh, this is where I get confused. I constantly mixed up Drogan and Drake. Drogan was originally a Salamence in my very first story, Master of Legends.
24) Lance is Katrina's Uncle. If I said he was her dad, I'm sorry, but he is most definitely her Uncle on her Dad's side, making Clair of Blackthorn City her aunt as well.
25) It would be interesting to see, but I'd feel sorry for poor Artemis.
26) Thanks, I try. My favourite was number 5.
27) Trainer Games is just another way of seeing if Trainers are up to the challenges set before them. It's an added bonus that they get money at the end.

Thanks a lot for all these Dragon Master Cohl. If you can get back to me about where I made some of the mistakes, that'd be great
And check out Mewraven's story. It happens several years after Beginnings of a Master, and there is mention of Sam as a pretty hotshot Trainer!

Also, for those who didn't understand this chapter, he's a little recap. When Ashlee grabbed Sam's head and performed the Mind-Wipe, she stuffed up and connected Sam's mind to her own, which also connected their powers. Because a person's power is their own, they didn't combine too well, and began to spark and fight against each other. The massive explosion that destroyed the stadium was a result of Sam's powers clashing with Ashlee's.
And in the time when Mew battled Missingo, on the same battlefield Sam was at the time, a lot of power went into their attacks, so much power that they couldn't sustain it. They used parts of the Dimension Barriers to fuel their powers, which left the Dimensional Barrier around that place very thin. What Katrina encountered in the Third Trial of Romanc City was a window that let her look into another dimension.
Now, when Sam's powers and Ashlee's powers battled, they cut through the Dimension Barrier itself for only a few minutes. Those minutes were enough for Sam's power from the 'Better' Dimension, to find the Sam in the 'Badder' dimension. because the two Sams are the same people, their powers combined without meaning to, and continued to fight Ashlee's power. the same thing happened with Ashlee's power as well, they found the Ashlee in the 'Badder' Dimension and fused with her. Once the Psychic Battle ended, the Dimensional Barrier closed again, seperating the Sam's and the Ashlee's powers and knocking Sam and Ashlee unconscious.
The lack of Sam's powers resulted in too much of his Psychic Powers going into the battle against Ashlee. Most Psychics have 'Backup' reserves of psychic power, but Sam is too weak, so he never bothered to have a backup. It's like a flame that's eaten all of its fuel. You can't get it back for ages, and after a lot of work.
So, for now, Sam is left powerless in terms of being Psychic. Since Psychic Powers have no effect on the Physical Body, Sam can still do everything the same, it just means no teleporting, no telepathy and no telekinesis.

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