The next chappie is here! Hope you can spare a review! I know it's a bit short-sorry!

Anima

"Happy Birthday, Ami!" Celibi squealed, hugging my neck. "You're fifteen!"

"Thanks guys." I grinned, looking around at my family. Lugia, Ho-Oh, Mew, Mew Two, Dialga, Arceus, Latias, Latios, Suicune, Raikou, Enti, and Celibi were all here. The others would be here soon.

"You're now fifteen." Lugia smiled, nuzzling me. "You grew up so fast."

"Awww...guys..." I trailed off. "Thanks everyone. Thanks for just being here. With me. Thank you for everything."

"Here."

Dialga stood, bowing his head. Around one of the spikes on his tail was a golden chain.

"A locket?" I said, holding the precious thing in awe. Around the chain was a small golden heart. "What's inside?"

"Open it."

I nodded, gingerly prying the heart open. As soon as I opened it, rays of light burst from the inside. The inside of the locket was glowing blue, sparkling like the ocean during a sunset. I held the locket up, looking inside.

Inside the locket was an assortment of tiny gears, which were unmoving. The gears were a mixture of colors-some blue, some white, some silver, some pink, and some green. The one in the middle of the gears was gold. In the middle of this golden gear was a burst of the color red.

"What does it do?"

"I know your control and distortion of time is limited, but this can be much more effective. It will only open at your touch." Dialga explained.

"Thanks." I beamed, hugging him. "Thanks so much!"

"Sorry to interrupt," Ho-Oh butted in, "But Giratina wants to see you in his world."

"Okay. Can someone take me-?"

"No need." Dialga shook his head. "All you need to do, is simply spin that golden and red gear. You'll be transported there."

I nodded. I waved goodbye, and softly touched the golden gear, causing it to start to rotate. There was a high whining sound that lasted only a second, and then all the gears started to spin, glowing gold and red. The world around me grew blurry, and then faded into darkness.

I was suddenly standing in front of a mirror. I glanced down at my arms, staying calm. I was softly glowing, but my arms were fading. I took a glance to see the rest of myself fading. I wasn't exactly solid, but nor was I exactly transparent.

I stepped through the mirror, finding myself in Giratina's world. I jumped onto a piece of floating sidewalk, hovering over to a flight of sideways stairs. I held onto the railing, racing up these stairs as they quickly turned lopsided, then upside-down.

"Giratina?" I called, landing myself on another piece of hovering sidewalk. I saw a pair of blood red eyes glowing in the darkness, then found Giratina slithering towards me, gliding through the air.

"There you are. Happy birthday, Anima." Giratina chuckled, hovering besides me. "I have a birthday present for you."

Giratina opened his mouth, a ball of black energy swirling there just outside the reach of his teeth. I watched in awe as the orb turned thin, landing in my hands as a black glass flute.

"A flute?" I muttered, my eyes still wide.

"It's called a recorder. Much like a flute, but more like a clarinet in that sense. You play this recorder and one of us will come and find you, no matter where you are. Who ever is closest."

I put my lips to the mouth of the recorder, blowing a short tune. My fingers fumbled around the holes on the body of the instrument, but the sound that came out was still beautiful, short, and sweet.

"Thanks, Giratina." I smiled. "Thank you so much."

"No problem. Now you should probably be getting back."

"Okay. Thanks again."

Giratina glided off with one last smile, and I headed back towards the mirror I had come out of, putting my recorder in my pack. I slung my pack back on my shoulder, leaping to the nearest piece of floating concrete.

Suddenly, the whole world started to shake. My concrete shook wildly, flailing me about. Terror flooded through me as my heart hammered in my chest.

"Giratina!" I screamed as I was flung of the concrete. I hung on, my fingers scrabbling for a hold as I dangled over nothingness.

A roar from Giratina shook the area almost as madly as the sudden earthquake. I kicked my feet, screaming again as I lost my grip.

"Giratina! Help!" I wailed.

And I flailed into darkness.

Cal

I strode down the streets of Veilstone as the festival of mirrors went on. Mirrors glimmered everywhere, surrounding the street as people payed tribute to a legendary called Giratina.

"Somebody call 9-1-1!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"She's hurt!"

My head snapped in the direction of the cries for help. I broke into a sprint, racing towards the mob of people.

"What-" I started.

A girl was crumple on the sidewalk, the remains of a shattered mirror covering her. Her arm was bent at a strange angle, and her hair was damp with blood.

There was the wail of an ambulance as paramedics rushed onto the scene. They put the bloodied stranger on a stretcher, lifting her into the ambulance.

"Wait!" I called, running after them. "I'm coming with you."

"I don't know, son-"

"I want to make sure she's okay. Can't you accept that much?"

The paramedic closed his eyes, slowly nodding. "Okay. Get in the front. You can come with us to the hospital."

I climbed into the front as the ambulance took off. The driver turned to look at me, then shrugged.

"You know her?" He asked.

"Yes." I lied. But it wasn't a total lie. Something was churning inside of me. Something was screaming at me not to let this girl out of my sight.