Chapter Twenty-Five: The Spectacle

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Here is Chapter Twenty-Five: The Spectacle

Pichu's Point of View

I was overwhelmed by emotions. It was like my place in the world changed within a matter of seconds. The cause was last night. We watched the Auroras quietly, while holding hands. We talked about a few things during the night, ranging from the absurd to the cold. Pikachirate was not a big fan of snow, I now knew, and he was sneezing every now and then.

We had to leave after some time; it was not smart to stay outside when it was freezing.

I was filled with energy when we were back at the inn, so I barely slept. The sun was already rising and I do not think I am going to sleep this day. I got up with a morning mood.

Esmeralda, Pikachirate and I were going to see Xatu today. Pokémon said that Xatu could read minds and see the future. Everyone in town wanted to hear what Xatu had to say, so I heard. It was bound to be a special occasion you should not miss.

While walking down I heard some sound. Roselia was making breakfast.

"Good morning, Roselia," I said cheerful, making my mood lighter. I was glad there was someone to simply sit and talk with. Being alone in the morning is not a good thing to start the day with.

"Oh, good morning, Pichu." She seemed bothered by something. I wondered what could bother her this early in the morning already.

"It is a wonderful day, is it not?" I asked. Maybe I was imagining things.

"Well, it is a wonderful day, but the night on the contrary . . ." She did not finish her sentence. I could feel something was wrong. My mood changed.

"What is wrong, Roselia?" I asked alarmed.

"It's the Auroras." She was hesitating for a second, thinking if she should tell me. But then she continued.

"It was the second Full Moon of the month October. It's a bad sign when a pair of a red and green Aurora occurs that night," she blurted out. "They tell us that disaster is coming." There was no doubt that Roselia was dead-serious.

But it must be some old belief to scare Pokémon, and Roselia believed it.

"What kind of disaster are you talking about, Roselia?" I wanted to know more about, there was no harm in knowing, right?

"I don't know, Pichu, just be careful." Roselia was staring at me without blinking.

"I will." I had to say it, as a promise. We were chatting happily about all kind of things after the Aurora lights topic.

We would leave this place behind soon, and it was like everyone knew it. This might be the last breakfast we would have here.

I took notice of Pikachirate. I waited until he had finished his breakfast when I suggested, "Pikachirate, we could walk around town a bit before we go see Xatu."

I hoped that the walk would be as nice as last night had been. We could just look at the snow for one last time. It would just look like a fairytale should be like. I wanted to stay here forever. It felt more like home than the palace did back then.

"Sure, that would be nice," he answered casually. "Just let me grab my coat." He went to get his coat and waited for Esmeralda to come run up to him.

The sun was shining bright and was reflecting on the snow, making it shine brighter than diamonds. Pikachirate was holding my hand. It did not make walking more difficult. There was another factor that did . . .

Esmeralda was sitting on his head. She had jumped on it when we left and would not let go - maybe afraid of the snow. Pikachirate did not really mind, so he let her stay there. I know we must look like an odd group, but that did not matter.

It felt good to walk around town a bit, although it seemed the villagers were a bit restless. Roselia had said that the Aurora light was predicting disaster and by the looks of it, the villagers were certain of it, too.

We headed to the square when it was almost noon. When the clock strikes twelve Xatu would be on the square and speak his vision to the public - he might see visions all day long, but he shared it rarely with the town. Once a week, or so I have heard.

There were already a lot of Pokémon gathered on the square. Probably the whole town. I heard some Pokémon talk to each other.

"I hope Xatu knows what disaster await us," a small Snover said.

"That way we know what to do when it happens." His partner nodded in agreement. It seemed like the whole crowd thought the same thing.

The clock tolled at twelve precisely and all eyes were on the foot of the clock tower. Xatu had appeared out of nowhere. There was a Natu on his head, just as Pikachirate had Esmeralda on his. He had a powerful aura around him, I could even feel it from down here. He was on the South part of the square, while we were on the edge of the West part.

One glance at Xatu was enough to tell that he really could see the future and read the minds of us insignificant Pokémon. I hoped he was not reading mine. The whole world would soon know that I was here, if it would be made public. My father would sent Pokémon - including that Salemence - to come get me. He already did, although they did not succeed in catching me.

My thoughts were interrupted by an uproar. Xatu had spread his wings in an instant, only to flap them back after 5 seconds. He was walking - almost gliding - toward the crowd. But the most disturbing thing was that he was heading to the West - our way. I could feel Pikachirate tense. It only confirmed my assumption. Esmeralda, on the other hand, seemed to like the fact the Xatu was heading our way.

Of course, the chance he would pick one of us was relatively small - unless he picked Pokémon who did not want to be picked. The crowd went out of his way, leaving a path for Xatu. He was only fifteen feet away now.

"What should we do, he is heading our way," I whispered urgently to Pikachirate. I panicked, because soon we were going to be discovered. The situation did not look good. Pikachirate wanted to say something but had no time left to say it. Silence surrounded us, and I could not help but stare down at Xatu's feet, the colour red. It was not necessary to say his feet were clean, not a spot of snow on it.

"You have come from far, measured in distance and in social progress." He was here for me or us, no escape now. I could feel everyone was looking at us now. Esmeralda was looking at the Natu on his head. She was not aware of the possible danger in this situation.

"But you have not yet arrived at your destination." I did not like were this was going. Why was he talking about a destination? Are we meant to do something, or am I just over thinking it? I had never believed in real fate, but Xatu must know it exists. The whole town wanted to know about this 'disaster' of the Auroras from him.

"Your dreams will lead you to the place," Xatu said, as if only to us. What did he mean exactly? Was it that weird dream I had some time ago? Pikachirate looked like he was also thinking about it, but he could not have had the same dream, could he? A flicker of intuition told me he had.

"And the Last Guardian will guide you to the first of destinations."

I did not know what was happening, but it felt like there was only us five on the square. The villagers stood at least three feet away from Xatu. I forgot about them for a moment.

Xatu turned around. "But be aware of the most terrifying danger and the oldest of all." Everyone was shocked by this announcement. It was what they had come for, but Xatu was not done yet.

"Forgotten by all, but still there, his anger will lead to destruction." He had raised his voice so he could be heard. It was silent enough that even a whisper would have been loud enough to be heard.

"He has been awakened by the mighty Earth last disastrous night." The villagers were frozen for quite some time, letting the information only they knew sink in.

Pikachirate was one of the frozen Pokémon. I looked up, to Esmeralda on his head, and she just ignored the tension. She was staring curiously at the Natu, who had turned on Xatu's head to face us. I had only 'seen' Xatu, paying no attention to the little Natu.

Xatu was staring me in the eyes. I had to look down. His position changing was frightening. "Find the Ancient Wisdom and use it correctly to save us all. Fate lies in you hands. The world will be saved by the Princess and the Pirate"- my head snapped up -"those who are as alike as can be in kind, but as far apart in social stands as could be possible." My fear was confirmed. This whole town would know now. Still, his words hit home. The differences and similarities between Pikachirate and I was enormous. Opposites attract, some comfort in that.

"Princess, Princess!" the Natu squeaked suddenly. It was the end of it. Pokémon were talking to each other about what Xatu and Natu had said.

The villagers were glad that disaster would not only strike the strangers; we, the strangers, would have to solve it ourselves. But that was not all. I could hear them say other things.

"She does look like the Princess," a very tall Beartic murmured. Others made approving sounds.

"Yeah, she does." I did not hear the other comments, because Pikachirate was dragging me back to the inn quickly. My mind did not fully register what was happing at the moment. Before I knew it, we were standing around the table in the inn with the Crew. Pikachirate was leading this hasty gathering.

"We don't have much time," he stated. "We have to leave immediately." No one doubted the decision. They had done this before, probably. "Sneasel, Gengar, you are going to make the ship ready to go." They vanished directly, without saying anything.

"Roselia, could you help pack things in." It was not a question. Roselia knew that. Chansey and the younger Pokémon also started packing. I helped Chansey, not knowing what else I could do. I could hear Pikachirate say one last thing.

"Ditto and Mew, you are going to transform into Pichu and me and distract the village. That way they don't know we're gone until it's too late."

I could only hope everything would go well.

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