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"Nice job Espeon!" The young black haired girl cheers for her Pokémon raising her right hand high in the air. The giddy Espeon runs over to her trainer and rubs her leg affectionately. "You really did come through with that Psybeam move." She says before crouching down and hugging her pink Pokémon.

"Watch are you okay?" He says running up to his Watchog who was laying face first in the grass unconscious. He flips him over and sees he is fine condition. The powerful psychic type move only knocked the Pokémon out.

"Did we hurt your Pokémon a little too much?" Emily asks now standing up properly now. She was scared the Pokémon battle went too far.

"No not at all Fox, your Espeon just totally kicked our butts." He pauses to take out his Poké ball from his pouch and returns the unconscious Watchog to its capture device.

"Being as you won I have to tell you just where that Strange House is." He says walking up to Emily.

"You pretty much have no choice. You did pinky swear on it after all." She says now tugging on her red polo shirt for no apparent reason.

"Yea I did." Dub says. He looks into his pouch yet again and fishes out a town map. "Here's the location…"

…

"This seems to be the place where I can find this supposed Lunar Wing." Emily looks at the house before her. It was sitting here not even that far from Reversal Mountain and Lentimas Town. The trainer wondered how come she hasn't heard of this place before but she didn't ponder it too long.

"I have seen enough bad Pokémon horror movies back home to know one thing: You never go into a supposed haunted house alone and without any communication." She says looking over the Strange House yet again cautiously.

"Thankfully I got into contact with my Mom before coming here and plus I have you Riolu." She looks to her right side to see her trusty Riolu standing there keeping look out for any wild Pokémon.

"And the rest of my team. We'll be just fine while looking for that Lunar Wing." She walks up to the door and enters the house.

"So far I haven't come across this Lunar Wing?" She looks through another empty bookshelf of the basement floor but finds nothing. She had been searching this Pokémon infested house for what felt like forever. Yet she hadn't come across any Lunar Wing and it was starting to toll on her.

Before hand she decided to send out all of her Pokémon to increase the quickness of the search. Sadly it seemed it was all for naught on her particular side. She decided to check up on her partner Axew who was the only Pokémon on this floor aside from the wild Pokémon.

She goes around another bookshelf and finds her Axew standing there in the middle of the aisle.

He looked lost.

"Hey Axew are you okay?" She asks, combing her hand through her charcoal colored hair as she walks up to her Pokémon. He was just standing there in the middle of the aisle looking lost with his back turned from her. She gets on one knee to Axew's height.

"Axew?" She grabs on to Axew's shoulder with her right hand and slightly shakes the dragon Pokémon. Axew didn't respond.

The next time she did it with a bit more force. It still didn't do anything. The Axew still had its back turned and still wasn't responding.

"Okay now, stop joking around with me Axew!" Out of frustration she turns Axew to face her face to face. Emily gasps in shock when she truly realizes Axew's state.

His red eyes were glazed over and he looked to be staring off into oblivion. He seemed to be in some sort of trance. His breathing was also abnormal, it raised and fell slower than usual. His scaly cold skin was now extremely hot but Axew didn't seem to be sweating at all.

"Gosh Axew, speak to me! Say something! Anything…" She begs, wondering what was going on with her Pokémon. This time Emily forcefully pushes Axew in his chest sending the Pokémon toppling over. As he fell she could clearly see that Axew didn't respond to it; he fell like a domino being pushed over.

It was clear: Something awful happened to Axew.

And that frightened her! She quickly gets back onto her two feet as her legs tremble and quake underneath her. Sweat was starting to crawl down her back and her thoughts are swimming with one question: What will she do?

But then a thought bubbles in her mind. She could always just use her Xtransceiver to just call for help! She lifts up her left wrist and looks at the screen hopefulness surging through her. She had no connection…

She remembered then she was underground. There wasn't any connection underground. And she would be wasting too much time if she went back outside.

She stood there, fighting off her inner fear in order to figure some plan out. After a few seconds of thoughtful thinking, she decided the best and only plan was to find her Pokémon and skedaddle from this place.

"But first things first Axew," She pulls out Axew's Poké Ball from her messenger bag with an Eevee clip and holds it out to Axew. Her right hand was shaking tremendously.

"Get some rest Axew." The Poké Ball opens up and recaptures Axew. She returns the Pokémon to her bag before starting on her new search.

She was terrified not only by the recent event but also one thought bothered her greatly. Are the rest of her Pokémon okay? And even though she was horrified at the moment she was going to keep searching until she found her Pokémon and escaped together. She loved her Pokémon too much and she couldn't bear to have what happened to Axew, occur again. She was going to do anything for her Pokémon!

She starts to walk down the aisle towards the stairs to the first floor when she notices the strange bookcase by the stairs. It was filled with books on all sorts of Pokémon knowledge like any other ordinary bookshelf but from further inspection Emily realized the bookshelf was shaking. It confused and scared her even more but she would persevere. This odd bookcase could be what leads her to her Pokémon and she wasn't going to stop until the end.

She cautiously approaches the shaking bookshelf, taking one slow, quivering step at a time. Every time she got closer the shelf would increase the magnitude of its shaking. When her body was only inches from the shelf she holds out her right hand and carefully grabs the first book she sets eyes on.

The cover said, "The Beedrills and Butterfrees: The Secrets to Pokémon Mating!" Her cheeks instantly flare up and she starts giggling embarrassingly. She thought the best idea was to not read this; she would not like to learn about things like that and especially at a time like this.

She goes to put it back when Emily stops; something was an amiss. She dropped the book on the floor to help concentrate. The bookcase's humongous shadow was now growing and it took her a second to put it together. The bookcase was going to fall on top of her.

She screams in terror before instinctively leaps back just in time. It caused the floor to shake and dust from the crash was now swirling through the air.

"Ahh I can't see anything from all of this excess dust in the air, i-its making my eyes water." She complains waiting for this fog of grime to disappear. After a couple more seconds the dust starts to recede and she is able to finally see.

There before her was a stairway that lead into an endless darkness. It blew a cool draft that pushed back her dirty hair and skirt.

"That w-was a close one." She says still trying to catch her breath from the recent event. She decided to wait there until she recovered her stamina which thankfully didn't take too long.

When she was finally recovered she didn't stop for anything else. She had one objective and that was to save her Pokémon.

As she walked down the black staircase she couldn't even see her own feet let alone anything else. But thankfully she after a bit of walking she finally reached an exit. It seemed to be a wooden door as she felt for the doorknob and when she found the knob she smiled happily. She eagerly opens the door and runs into the room.

It was an art room. Or that's what she thought. The room was completely barren except for a strange portrait attached to the wall. It had no actual picture of someone but an impression of it. Like it was ripped out of the image itself. It seemed like the outline of those Lass Trainers she encountered along her journey.

"This place doesn't seem to have any of my Pokémon. They must not be here then." She sounded very disappointed. She had high hopes that he Pokémon were behind this door but they weren't. She turns her around and heads to the door.

"As a matter of fact you're wrong."

"Who was that!" Emily twists around with lightning fast reflects. Where did that girl's voice come from? There wasn't a single person here so there was no way she could have actually heard that.

"Your Pokémon are here you just have to look a little closer." Emily looks at the portrait. Before the portrait held only a trace of a person but know there was an actual person on the portrait. The girl really was a Lass Trainer. The hair, the clothes, they all looked exactly like the others. The only difference was the emphasis of her eyes and skin. Her eyes were a beautiful light hazel and her skin looked very clean in the artwork.

Yet in the painting she seemed very sad. She had a noticeable frown and her black eyebrows were drooped. It was quite an unpleasant look for a girl so pretty.

As she looked closely she realized other paintings were starting to materialize near the young woman's portrait. The first one to appear on the left was a portrait of a sleeping Serperior and on the right was a sleeping Riolu.

"What?" Emily astonished to find more portraits coming into existence. Then a Zorua appeared next to the Riolu and on the left was an Espeon. Just like the others they were contently asleep. Finally on the right appeared a Milotic.

"Wait a minute. I-I have all of those Pokémon. Then does that mean…" Emily's bag starts to shake rapidly before she could finish. She unlatches the bag and out flies her Axew's Poké Ball. It hits the ground and out comes Axew still in its mindless state.

"Axew!" She sprints towards Axew instantly. She needed to save Axew from whatever was going on. But midway she halts. Axew was starting to disappear… starting to fade from her line of vision. Soon there was nothing left of her Axew, not even a single trace of her Pokémon.

Emily, still quite in disbelief looks up to see a portrait underneath the girl's. It was a sleeping Axew. She connected the dots and finally figured it out. She is filled with a fierce rage for her Pokémon. A feeling that she rarely ever felt.

"Whoever you are, give me back my Pokémon now!" She commands, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"I'm sorry but I can't do that. I have my reason for trapping your Pokémon here." The anonymous girl says with genuine sorry in her tone. That tone of genuine sorry did hit home. Emily realized how angry she was so she calmed herself down a bit just enough to gain back her rational thinking. Though she calmed herself down, she still was furious at this random girl for what she did on the inside.

"Reasons? What reason do you have to abduct my Pokémon? Explain." She says, trying to keep control of her anger.

"Well when I first felt your presence here I was glad. I needed a trainer, a trainer who could take my place in this mansion. My soul was attached to this place long after I passed away and with it came this ability to turn Pokémon into these portraits from my Smeargle. But being as no one has ever come to this house with tamed Pokemon before I couldn't use this ability until now. But when you came I lured your Pokémon here in my elaborate plan."

"So what you're saying is that you want to become a real human being like me. And the only way for that to happen is by me trading your place and becoming the spirit of this house. Then what about my Pokémon? What will happen to them if I do decide to agree with this?"

This sucked a lot for her. Emily was scared, very scared. She didn't want to give up her life. She had so many hopes and dreams for the future, like to finish the Unova League. And what about her friends and family, what would become of them without her? Yet she dearly loved her Pokémon. They were pretty much her family. She couldn't just leave them in a state like that. She couldn't bear to deal with the guilt of leaving her own family here. But sadly she had only one choice.

"Of course I will set your Pokémon free the instant we transfer," The Lass girl from the portrait above materializes in front of her. She had a calming blue glow around her. "That would not only be compensation for all the trouble I have caused you but because of the respect I have for you."

"Respect?" What did that girl mean by respect, Emily wondered.

"I mean I respect your love for your Pokémon. It reminds me of my time with my Smeargle when I was still alive. Any who if you do choose to transfer then I will release your Pokémon but if you don't then I won't release them. So what's your choice?"

"Yes, I'll do it."

"Thank you so much."

…

Dub looked out the window of the Pokémon Center. It was already quite late at night and Emily still hadn't arrived. They had planned to meet back at Lentimas when she found the Lunar Wing but she hadn't come.

"Where could that girl be? It's super late now." The automatic door opens up and enters Emily's Serperior. In its mouth was Emily's Eevee clip.

"Where is Emily Serperior?" Dub walks over to the grass snake and takes the Eevee clip from it. He inspects it closely but finds nothing too spectacular except Serperior saliva on it.

The Serperior looks toward the tiled floor sadly.

Dub was shocked. Emily went missing, but how? The youngster quickly goes over to Nurse Joy. He would need to report a missing person's report to her so they could get in contact with an Officer Jenny. Once he was done he went to go sit down while watching over Serperior and Emily's other Pokémon who were entering the Center solemnly.

Dub felt really guilty for not coming along with Emily. He thought she could do well there but he was sadly wrong. He just hoped that wherever Emily was she was okay.

"Excuse me, but could you help me?" Dub looks over to his right and notices a trainer. She was dressed like any other Lass Trainer the only the difference were her eyes and face. She had lovely light hazel eyes and her face was clean of any extremities.

"U-uh sure. What is it?" Dub says blushing before assisting the trainer.