Chapter 8: An Act of Arceus

White was looking at the writing on the walls of the temple saying, "This is amazing, all the legends of every region is written in such detail here. More detail then I've heard anywhere else. It sucks it is all written in Unknown Language. Though from what I gather this Temple is more then a place of worship. It is the home of Arceus himself. A gateway to the plain between plains, the Hall of Origin."

N looked up at White from where he sat against the wall asking, "Does it say anything about how to get out of here?"

"No..." White said with a sigh shaking her head looking toward N, "All it talks about even related to an exit is The Door shall open to the chosen of the Great Arceus. The One He trusts Himself and His servants to. We should probably just start walking and home to find a weak point to escape through. It will be a shame to have to destroy this temple but it is our only hope."

N nodded standing up looking at White saying, "Yeah but as you said it is our only hope. How do you know how to read Unknown Language anyway though?"

White smirked looking toward him saying, "I've taken a few college classes since I turned 18 on Archeology and Legends of the Regions. I don't know it fully but enough to gather what it says pretty well. It was something to do while I was bored as champion, it was a nice distraction from you being gone."

"Impressive, I guess I'm not the only one that has been learning stuff since we've been apart," N said hugging her with a smile since they had called back their pokemon so the pokemon could rest on something other then the hard floor of the temple. It was just them now.

White blushed nodding saying, "Yes but we shouldn't have been apart... most of the reason why I took those classes was to try to confirm my theory on something. It most likely is related to our situation no with your sister. There is a third dragon, the third of the Tao Trio that goes along with Reshiram and Zekrom. It represents the absence of balance, the concept of Wuji. As long as Reshirma and Zekrom are asleep in the light and dark stones respectively or the heroes are together and getting along the third dragon shall sleep within the Giant Chasm. Upon the awakening and fighting, Kyurem shall awaken to insure continued fighting and separation of Truth and Ideal. It is his job upon awakening to prevent balance from returning to this world. The third dragon, Kyruem, shall seek a master related to the Heroes to help him in his goal. I believe the Master or mistress in this case is your sister."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" N asked pulling away grabbing White's shoulder looking into her eyes his gray ones drilling into her own blue ones searching for answers.

"Because I figured you knew everything about the legends. I figured it was all drilled into your brain by Ghetsis," White said looking back into N's eyes, "He didn't though did he?"

N shook his head looking at White saying sadly, "Ghetsis only told me about Reshirma and Zekrom filling my head that Zekrom and I belonged together since I was the Hero of Ideals... he never told me about the balance the two represented only that they were meant to fight. I never expected to fall in love with you so the idea of the two of us being able to exist in harmony was insane. I thought we were meant to fight but I know now that we are supposed to exist together. The heroes of the past created the three because they couldn't get along but the three were always meant to be together."

"Exactly, that was my theory that I wanted to confirm," White said looking around, "Let's look for a way out of here, so we can stop your sister and Kyurem."

N nodded taking White's hand starting to walk down the hallway not noticing the floor starting to collapse under them. He continued to walk hand in hand with White hearing her scream feeling his arm pulled down looking to her. She was in the floor looking up at him.

"Damn, N let go there is a floor right below me and I know your not strong enough to pull me up. There isn't enough room to get Reshiram or Zekrom either," White said looking up at him as he tried to pull her up, "There is probably a staircase that connects the two floors. We will meet up trust me."

N sighed letting go as White fell through as he knelt over the hole looking down at her asking, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah it wasn't a far drop," White said rubbing her back looking up, "I'll meet up with you soon."

She got up off the floor starting to walk down the hallway again hearing N agree with her before starting to walk too. She headed down the hall keeping hold of her flashlight placing her hand on Samurott's ball so she could be ready to call him out if need be. She kept walking for what seemed like eternity down the hall to large door. She went toward it starting to push it open noticing as it started to glow opening on its own. She heard a rush of wind as she stepped into the room torches lighting as she walked forward into the room seeing a large statue of a pokemon that was 10 times her size ahead of her with a flute seeming to float on a pedestal ahead of her. She slowly went forward looking around noticing smaller but still quite large statues of Dialga, Palkia, and another pokemon she didn't quite recognize around her. She looked at the flute something inside her telling her, 'Take it and play it Daughter of Man.'

She reached out taking it the knowledge of how to play it filling her. She slowly placed it to her lips starting to play a beautiful song continuing her eyes growing wide as the statue before her started to move a roar was heard her falling down on the ground staring up at the creature.

"Holy Arceus," she whispered as the god of all creation knelt looking into her her face.

Arceus nodded a voice filling her mind, 'That is correct Daughter of Man and Hero of Truth. You have awaken me.'