Over the next two weeks, Celebi, Grovyle, and Layne made extraordinary progress in their mission. They had found the locations of two Time Gears and were close on the location of the third Time Gear as well. The Third they suspected to be in a place once called Fogbound Lake. And this Time Gear was proving very difficult to find.

The fog of the area was thicker than any fog Layne had seen before. Apparently, even with time stopped, the area had retained it's fog. And there was, according to Grovyle, only one way to lift the fog.

"We have to find a Drought Stone."

"Drought Stone? What's that, some kind of gem?"

"Not quite," Grovyle said as they sat for a quick break, "It is a stone, warm to the touch, and I don't know a whole lot about it, but it somehow is related to lifting the fog of the forest."

"Sounds a little crazy, don't you think?" Layne said with a chuckle, "Then again, in my world, we didn't really have magical artifact stones or whatever."

"It may sound crazy, but it's out only lead. Drought stones are hard to find but they are only know to be found here."

Layne popped his neck. "Only here? Well I guess that would make things somewhat easy."

Grovyle shook his head, "Locating them isn't as easy as it would seem. They are rare. I mean exceedingly rare."

"Perfect," Layne said with a hint of sarcasm, touching random rocks on the ground as if expecting to somehow pick one up.

Grovyle watched him. "Picking up anything with the Dimensional Scream?"

Layne shook his head. "No dizzy feelings, no blurred vision, I don't think we're close enough."

"Perhaps," Grovyle said, "We'll get there."

Layne stood up, and began to practice what Grovyle had been showing him as far as self defense. He was slowly becoming much more handy as far as combat in self defense. Layne could probably beat Sabeleye with Grovyle's help now but they were hoping they didn't have to test out that theory.

Grovyle looked up, "Remember, don't lock up in your motions. Be fluid and in continuous motion in your moves. The power comes from that."

Layne stopped and chuckled. "Yeah, where I came from, it was probably the same. However, Hollywood film didn't always depict that, and showed the opposite in being the successful method."

"Hollywood film?"

"Long story short, a Hollywood film was an entertainment one would experience watching a story using a screen. They could last hours."

"Sounds interesting."

"It was fun every now and then, but sometimes you wondered why you even bothered watching the film."

Celebi hovered nearby then said, "I'm going to go try to find a Drought stone."

Grovyle nodded. "Layne and I will then do so as well."

Layne looked at Grovyle, and nodded as Celebi took off. "Where do you wanna start?"

Grovyle shrugged, "For starters, let's just head in the opposite direction, that Celebi went."

Layne shrugged. "Better than no plan."

Dusknoir stood at the edge of the forest. A thick fog penetrated the wood. His Sabeleye could see through the darkness, and had little trouble navigating the fog of the forest, so he was not worried.

One of his Sabeleye came running toward him. He turned to the pokémon, "Have you found them?"

The Sabeleye nodded in delight. "Every single one in easy reach. We have gathered a good hundred or more stones."

Dusknoir smiled. "Good. Bring them to me. We cannot allow them to lift this fog. They won't be able to do it without these stones."

Hours passed. Layne sat down with Grovyle in exhaustion. Layne rubbed his head. "Hard to find is right. I think we've passed this neck of the woods a few times now.

Grovyle looked up, then back at the ground in annoyance. "You're right. This fog's just too thick. We're going in circles!"

Layne sighed and looked up, "And I have yet to recieve any visions. Do you really think there was a Time Gear here at one point?"

A voice called out, "Indeed there was, young human."

Layne and Grovyle immediatly stood up, and got on guard. A rustle came from the bushes, and a small head poked out. Slowly followed by a body, of what looked like a tortoise. A gray and red tortoise.

Layne and Grovyle settled down somewhat. The tortoise bowed his head, "My apologies, I did not mean to intrude. We have been trying to find you for a few days now."

Grovyle, who still held his guard, frowned, "We? What are you talking about? Who are you?"

The tortoise spoke, and another pokémon, which looked to be asleep appeared from the bush, "I am the elder of the Survivors of Treasure Town. My name is Torkoal."

Layne looked at Grovyle. "Treasure Town? Ring any bells?"

Grovyle nodded. "Treasure Town was a village west of where we are, which was home to Explorer Teams. It was also one of the villages to be hit first after Temporal Tower's collapse."

Layne frowned, "Hit first? You mean..."

Torkoal nodded. "The village was stopped completely in time. A good amount of the residents had no chance to escape to the areas which had already been hit."

Layne held up a hand, "Hold on. I'm confused. What do you mean escape to areas already hit? Isn't that like trying to escape a burning building, by going into another burning building?"

Grovyle looked at Layne, "Not quite. The collapse of time was gradual, and not all at once. It started in certain areas, and stopped after a certain point. Pokémon caught in the area during time collapse, would be trapped in time. However, if one would enter the area after the time collapse, it would be spared from any other time collapse. Pokémon tried their best to head to these areas during the final stages of the collapse of time. Many tried, few succeeded. My mother was one lucky enough to escape."

Layne listened. He had never heard Grovyle talk about about his family before, and now that he heard something, he actually felt pity for him. Pity in a way he would never understand. Layne simply said, "I'm sorry to hear about Treasure Town."

Torkoal nodded, "I accept your sympathy. It is truly a tragedy what has happened to us all, but we live on."

Layne looked at Torkoal, "This doesn't exactly explain to us why you're here. You said you have been trying to get a hold of us. What do you want?"

Torkoal huffed some smoke from his nostrils, not in annoyance, but almost in a cough, "The word underground is that hope is brewing from Grovyle, Celebi, and a human visitor."

Grovyle looked at Torkoal, "Underground? You mean the rumors of underground villages are true?"

Torkoal nodded, "They are indeed, we specialize with the help of ground pokémon in living safely underground, safe from the wrath of Dialga, and his agents. And now that I have found the hope that is being spoke of, I can tell the survivors below, that things just may change soon." He took a few steps closer to Layne, "You must be the human, that is being talked about. I must say, you are a rather curious selection for such a big responsibility, and so young too."

Layne didn't know how to take that, as an insult, or just take it from one who was in wonder. Layne said, "I sometimes wonder why I am here, myself."

Grovyle simply stepped in and said, "Layne is the perfect help. If he wasn't here, we would not know some of the things we know now. If you see something in him I do not, or see something wrong with him being here, you may kindly leave us."

Layne looked at Grovyle. Grovyle was becoming more defensive of him, more friendly. More supportive. Layne offered a small smile. It was good to know Grovyle was beginning to appreciate Layne more. Whether it was because he had the Dimensional Scream, or something more, Layne didn't know, but it was trust none the less. Trust Layne had never felt before.

Torkoal looked hurt, "I meant no offense in the least, great Grovyle. I cannot say I am not shocked, but I can say, with the success we've heard, we hold no doubts. I am here to help you."

"Help us?" Layne asked, "How?"

Torkoal blew more smoke out of his nostrils. "The fog of the forest is very misleading and thick, but can be lifted-"

"We already know." Layne said. "A drought stone somehow lifts the fog."

Torkoal shook his head, "There's much more to it than that, young human. The drought stone, once claimed, must be taken to a statue, deep within the forest, a statue known as the Groundon Statue."

Layne sighed, "Great. More Hollywood stuff."

"What's more," Torkoal continued, "Is the fact that your enemies have taken a few steps ahead of you."

Grovyle looked at Torkoal, "What do you mean?"

"The past few days," Torkoal began, "Dusknoir and his Sabeleye have been ravaging this forest looking for drought stones, and I am sad to say, they found a very large percentage of them."

Layne crossed his arms, "Wow, talk about drastic. There really aren't much of these things, are there?"

Torkoal shook his head, "No. He found them, and had them destroyed."

"Great." Grovyle said, sitting down, "This makes our job here that much more difficult."

Layne looked a little down, "So every stone, is basically...gone?"

Torkoal shook his head, "There's a reason I am here." With that, he kicked forward a red stone. Grovyle and Layne looked at it. Grovyle's eyes widened. Layne picked it up. The stone was warm to the touch, and glowed dimly. He simply asked, "Is this...?"

Torkoal nodded, "We managed to find one before Dusknoir and his Sabeleye. It was the only one we could recover."

Layne looked at Torkoal, "So now all we have to do is find this statue and lift the fog, and our job will be that much easier?"

Torkoal smiled, "Yes in a way. But be careful. That was the only stone we could recover. If you were to lose it or if it were to be destroyed, we cannot provide a replacement, and you will have to finish your job here, in the fog."

Grovyle nodded, "We understand. Thank you for your assistance."

Torkoal shook his head, "No. Thank you. And good luck to you both." Torkoal then looked at the other pokemon which had slept through the conversation, he spoke to it, "Abra, we're done. Let's go back." With that, the Abra touched Torkoal, and they disappeared, teleporting out of there.

Layne looked at the stone glow. "Well, we have the stone, now how do we find this statue?"

Grovyle was thinking hard. "I'm trying to remember the whole thing about the stone and statue. I had almost forgotten about the statue. I think, the stone gets warmer and glows brighter as we get closer to the statue."

"Well that's original." Layne said with a hint of sarcasm, "And it makes sense, so by the feel of this stone, and the look of it, we got some ground to cover."

Grovyle nodded, "Let's start in this direction, and see if we're making any progress. Maybe we'll run into Celebi again."

Layne gave a small scoff as he held the small stone, "Celebi, or trouble."

Layne and Grovyle continued through the forest. The two did not exchange many words, but as they walked, Layne couldn't help but think they weren't making much progress. He couldn't see the stone getting brighter or dimmer, and the temperature of the stone just felt the same.

"Are you sure the stone changes it's properties in such ways, Grovyle?"

Grovyle stopped walking, and turned to look at Layne, "No. I cannot remember fully what the stone does to show you through the forest. It may not help that much at all, but as I have learned in recent weeks, do not lose hope, Layne. Something will happen I am sure of it."

Travis took some more steps, "If you say so-" Layne took a step and his foot sank into a large puddle of frozen water. Layne yanked his foot out, and looked at the hole which remained in the water.

"You know," Layne said, "I always thought water was calming, but it sucks when you step in deep water fully clothed. It just feels so weird."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

"Dizzy?"

"Yeah...oh wait. Hold on. I think..."

Layne lost track. He was walking through the fog. He looked into his hand, the stone was glowing brightly, and it's temperature was warmer to the touch now. Travis stopped walking, and with a small smile, looked up. Overshadowing him, was a large statue with a pokémon resembling a dinosaur of some sort. It looked big and destructive. Layne took the stone in his hand and set it in the heart of the statue, and the statue's eyes began to glow. The fog began to churn and slowly began to lift. Layne watched as it dissipated, and then saw something fade into view. A huge plateau. Water was suspended in air. A blink later, Layne saw light shine from the top, but just for a moment. Then he found himself back with Grovyle.

Layne shook his head to wake himself up, "Okay, we're definitely close." he said rubbing his head.

Grovyle was near him as usual, making sure everything was okay with Layne, "Another vision?"

Layne nodded. "The statue's here somewhere."

Grovyle asked, "What makes you think so?"

Layne held up the stone which didn't look any different, but Layne felt it, and he just knew, the statue was very close. He looked around, and made his way through the fog.

"These suspended waterfalls, look familiar. If the fog were lifted, you would see a plateau in that direction, and, if I remember right, the statue was...over there..." Layne said pointing in a direction.

Grovyle looked, and started walking in the direction. Layne followed, sure enough, Grovyle saw a looming shadow of stone coming into view. "It's here! It's here!" he said in some joy.

Layne sighed in relief, perhaps the fog was finally over for them. He hoped so, he was tired of wandering blind. The darkness here made it difficult enough. Grovyle was touching a statue, which had sunken into the ground overtime, but still remained decently above the ground. Layne made his way over. Grovye meanwhile had started reading a description on the side of the statue as best as he could. "It says something about rebirthing the life of Groundon. It may be the darkness, but this description just doesn't make sense, Layne."

Layne walked over to the statue, remembering his vision. "I think I know what to do."

"What?" Grovyle asked, watching Layne.

"In the vision, I saw this exact same thing. Rebirth the life...perhaps return his heart?" Layne felt along the statue's surface, and then felt an empty cavity in the chest. "Here goes nothing," Layne said, and placed the drought stone in the cavity. Layne jumped down to the ground. The statues eyes began to glow. Grovyle backed away, as the fog began to swivel in the air. And slowly began to disappear. Grovyle smiled. "You did it! Great job...partner..."

Layne looked at him and gave a nod of his head, and said, "It was nothing."

Dusknoir's attention was once again turned back to the forest. He and his Sabeleye had destroyed every drought stone they could come across, but the fog behind them, was lifting! Which meant one thing. They had come across one, and had managed to lift the fog! "Everybody, up the plateau, on the double! We cannot allow them to discover the location of anymore Time Gears!"

The Sabeleye moved as fast as they could to the Plateau. Dusknoir was not pleased at all. They had managed to lift the fog, despite their efforts at stopping them. How did they come across such a rare stone, he and his Sabeleye had been hunting for for at least three days now?

It didn't matter. The fact was, they had found one, and now, things were getting harder.

Grovyle and Layne climbed the Plateau. They had gotten pretty high. Grovyle was urging Layne to keep going, but Layne was getting tired. He had never hiked or climbed something this extreme before. It was muscle stressing and it was hard work, but Grovyle keep encouraging him, "Come on, Layne, don't give up now!"

Layne climbed up to a nearby ledge and sat down. "Not giving up on you, Grovyle, but I must say, whoever decided to possibly hide a Time Gear this high up, had his head screwed on right. No one's gonna climb this high up."

Grovyle nodded, "We're nearly there."

"Hope so." Layne said, reaching his hand out the ledge, and cupping in his hand some of the frozen water from the waterfall. The way the water was frozen in time, it made it a little easier to keep in the hand, but drinking it was another matter. He couldn't suck it, because a cavity was left where some of the water that did get sucked, remained. Layne almost had to bite it and then swallow it down. He had to say it was something he didn't think he'd ever experience.

Grovyle also drank some of the water, though in a different method. Layne didn't know what he did, but didn't care.

Layne stood up, motioning he was ready to continue. And they continued forward. Layne wasn't sure how time affected the rocks, but he found out when he stepped on a very wet and slippery rock. Time still held slickness in check, and Layne lost grip. Had Grovyle not been below him, Layne would have had a long time to yell goodbye to Grovyle. But upon slipping, Grovyle almost instantly grabbed Layne, while managing to hold on.

"Holy sh..."

Grovyle strained. "Are you okay, Layne?"He swung Layne back to the cliff, who found good footing, and let out a deep breath. "Where I come from, we have harnesses for this. For that reason. Are you okay? I'm rather impressed you were able to hang on yourself."

Grovyle chuckled and continued climbing with Layne following. "My family, and others like me are exceptional climbers. Rock climbing is as easy as walking."

"Well, I owe you one," Layne said, "Again."

They continued up the plateau, and finally came across an entrance, the entrance to a tunnel. The tunnel was dark, and long, but they went in. Layne had to keep a hand on Grovyle's shoulder , and tripped plenty of times, but they managed to make it out of the tunnel.

When they exited, who would appear in front of them, but Celebi. Upon her arrival, Grovyle and Layne smiled. She too, smiled. "There you are! Been looking for you since the fog lifted."

"We were able to come across a drought stone with the help of, believe it or not, the elder of the survivors of Treasure Town."

"Treasure Town?" Celebi asked. "You mean there are survivors?"

"The rumors are true." Grovyle said. "The survivors dwell underground as we all thought, and the elder also said, that this place did in fact at one point in time, house a Time Gear. Now all we gotta do is find out where it is."

Layne walked forward. Though it was dark, he knew what he stood before. A huge lake was here. "This explains the huge waterfalls. They come from this lake. My only guess is that water is forced up from the ground to this lake. And this fuels the waterfalls."

"I think that's exactly what it is." Grovyle said approaching Layne, who was touching rocks, trying to get a vision. "Anything?"

Layne didn't answer. The dizziness came much quicker than usual. And suddenly he found himself in a completely different environment. Though he didn't feel wet, or at all in the place he was, he was underwater. And he was breathing. Strange fish creatures of all sorta of colors and sizes swam around him. He even saw something that almost scared him out of his pants. A huge blue serpent, which let out a roar as it swam by.

Layne swam through the water and was suddenly forced upward by a rush of the water current. When he broke the surface, a huge fountain of water was before him. It was easily the largest fountain he had ever seen. It didn't look like a geyser. It looked like a huge fountain.

A blinding light shone through the fountain. A light similar to the two time gears he had already seen in visions. He sank beneath the water again, and there it was. Resting on the lake bottom. Strangely, he also felt rather wet, and breathing became much more difficult.

It was then that he woke up from the vision, and he was coughing and soaking wet. Grovyle and Celebi were dragging him onto the ledge they were sitting on earlier, and they were in small laughter. Layne, trying his best to dry himself, simply asked, dumbfounded, "What happened?"

Grovyle gave a small chuckle. "Once you entered your vision, Celebi and I waited for you to return. And almost as if on instinct, you kinda fell into the lake. We of course drug you out, and we just thought it was a little funny."

"So I basically was sleepwalking...or you pushed me in for fun." Layne said, wringing out his sleeve.

"We enjoy fun, Layne, but pushing you into the lake is just being mean." Celebi said.

Layne looked back and smiled. "I dunno, I could see you pushing me into a lake."

There was a moment of laughter, and that laughter was joined by even more voices of laughter. Only not theirs. They all knew Dusknoir and Sabeleye laughter when they heard it now. And Dusknoir came forward. "I heard everything. And now that we know that the underground villages are in fact true, we can start to dig for them."

Layne stood up. "Leave them out of the picture! We're the ones you're after, not them!"

"Bit bold of you, human." Dusknoir said. "Those who oppose my master are dealt with harshly. The fact that these villagers hide, could be a sign of opposition."

"What a BS call!" Layne said in disbelief.

Grovyle however interfered, "Layne, don't let his words go through. He doesn't have any leads on where they could be. He's trying to get to you."

Dusknoir chuckled. "Grovyle, you are a clever trickster. I see you three have managed to locate Time Gears already. I applaud you. But your journey ends here. We can't have you gaining anymore progress."

"Sorry to disappoint you, Dusknoir," Grovyle said, "But we're getting out of here."

With that, Celebi touched them and focused, getting ready to teleport them out of there.

Dusknoir smiled. "Oh no you don't," he said, his eyes glowing red.

A moment passed, then Celebi opened her eyes. "I can't teleport!"

Layne looked at her, "What happened?"

Dusknoir gave a hearty laugh. "Disable does wonders sometimes. Did you really think I'd let you get away that easily?" He then announced to the Sabeleye, which now surrounded them, "Get them."

The Sabeleye charged forward. The three got ready for the incoming combat, and Layne said, "Now it's time to see if this combat training was worth it all."

Grovyle gave a small smile and said, "You'll do fine."

The Sabeleye ran forward, one aimed the usual shadow claw attack at Layne. Layne dove out of the way, and performed a kick which tripped the Sabeleye. Layne immediately recovered and stood back up in a defensive position. He was surprised he was able to pull any of it off. "What do you know..." he said with a small smile.

The Sabeleye now seeing the small team, as a threat, got a bit more serious, almost in a way that would have made Layne think that all this time, they were just toying with him. Perhaps they were. Layne barely had any knowledge of them, or this world as it was. It wouldn't surprise Layne at all if things would just get tougher with pokemon like Sabeleye.

Dusknoir barked out an order. "Focus your attacks on Celebi! It won't be too long before she will be able to teleport once again. We can't let them escape!"

Dusknoir was certainly desperate, Layne thought to himself. Grovyle heard Dusknoir's orders too, and called to Layne, "We can't let them get to Celebi."

Celebi was not defenseless herself however, and was easily fending for herself. Left and right her eyes glowed in several attacks which Layne could only guess had something to do with the mind. Layne in this world, was a full believer in such power, while on Earth, he would have had a much more skeptical approach. He made his way back to Grovyle and Celebi with some difficulty. The Sabeleye were getting more ferocious in their attacks. Layne was feeling it with each attack he dodged. And soon, an attack hit him dead on in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

Grovyle saw this and now realized, Layne would be down for the count. Layne was starting to bleed out from the side of his chest, and Celebi was trying to get them out of here. Even if she had managed to do her heal bell move, it only did so much. Grovyle had not seen it heal wounds such as Laynes. If they didn't find proper attention soon, Layne could be in danger.

Dusknoir saw Layne go down, and let out a rather loud laugh. "It was only a matter of time before you fell." He then ordered another order to some of the other Sabeleye, "Bring the human here. I'm sure Master Dialga will have a special plan for our little guest."

Layne was down, but not unconscious. He was still backing against a rock nearby Celebi, trying to defend her. "I don't like the sound of that." he said painfully.

Grovyle was fighting in perfect harmony almost, but Layne saw that soon he too would go down. He'd rather not visit this Dialga thing. He managed to kick away two Sabeleye who came for him.

"How we doing, Celebi?" Layne asked.

"Hold on!" she said, straining. Red sparks were flying around her. Layne could only guess that was the power that was disabling her teleportation. Grovyle kicked back another Sabeleye. "She'll come through soon, Layne! Hold faith close!"

It was then that the red sparrks vanished, and Celebi's eyes glowed.

Dusknoir saw this, and shouted, "Don't let them get away!"

Celebi grabbed both Layne and Grovyle and they vanished. Dusknoir yelled in anger. They had gotten away again. Things were starting to get out of control! They now knew the location of three time gears. And they were finding them so fast. This Layne, was proving to be quite an asset to Grovyle.

Layne, Grovyle, and Celebi touched down. slowly got up. Blood was dripping onto the ground. Grovyle looked around, as did Celebi and Layne.

"Where did you teleport us, Celebi?" Layne asked.

Grovyle looked around. "Layne, welcome to Treasure Town."

"Treasure Town?" Layne asked, holding his side. The buildings were darkened. The streets were clear. Up on a hill, a tent in the shape of some...happy creature, was darkened. Outside that tent, Layne could make out several figures. One resembling the tent, with what looked like a parrot, suspended in the air, frozen in time, next to hi. And at least four or five other pokémon stood with the two, as if bracing for the oncoming storm. Layne could only imagine what their final thoughts were before being trapped in time.

Layne looked in the opposite direction and saw a cliff overlooking the ocean again. And standing there, was another pokémon. Layne approached it. The pokémon had a look of fear, and sadness, forever on it's face. The darkness made it difficult to tell, but at one point, it's tail burned with a fiery flame, and the darkness made it's orange lizard-like body look pale and gray.

Grovyle approached Layne. Layne closed his eyes, forgetting about his wound. "This makes me more determined than ever to help your cause, Grovyle. It reminds me of home."

Grovyle put a hand on Layne's shoulder. "We won't let this future remain much longer. There are two more gears to be found. We will find them, Layne." Layne then collapsed to his knees. Grovye caught him before he could fall any harder. "Perhaps we should tend to that wound. You're losing blood at a rather fast rate."

"Perhaps so." Layne said, giving a small chuckle.

Celebi floated over. "Is he okay?"

"We're going to need to give him medical attention. His wound's a little big." Grovyle said.

Celebi shook her head. "Most of the builings here are empty. I can't find anything useful to help with that. I don't know where else we could find something to help him!" she said worriedly.

"Grovyle and Celebi!" another voice rang out. Layne had not heard this voice before, but he looked up as Grovyle and Celebi, turned in the direction of the voice. Now entering the landscape was a tall pokémon, blue and black in color, who at best guess, resembled a dog, who walked on two legs. Also with him, was an Abra, like the one the Torkoal had earlier.

"You two are ordered to cease your current activity, and attend a hearing in your recent actions. You are under arrest by order of the Planetary Investigation Union."

"The Union is arresting us?" Grovyle said in astonishment. "What for?"

"You can ask questions at your hearing, Grovyle." the pokémon said. "You have much to say, and the Union is not happy with your continuing disobedience."

Grovyle was about to speak when Layne said, "Who the heck is this?"

The pokémon looked at Layne, and gave a long gaze at him, before looking back at Grovyle. "Who is that?"

Grovyle said, "He needs medical attention immediately!"

The pokémon said, "That doesn't answer my question. Who is he?"

"My name is Layne..." Layne said getting up.

Before he could speak another word, the pokémon said, "Your aura is not of this world. Where do you come from?"

Grovyle then intervened. "Lucario, please! He has been badly wounded by Dusknoir's Sabeleye. Layne is a friend, and he could be in trouble if the Union doesn't help him. So please, save your questions for later. Celebi and I will attend the hearing, but please, help Layne.

The pokémon, Grovyle called Lucario, sighed, and said, "Very well. We will leave this area at once. Your hearing is to be held 8 hours after our arrival." He then looked at Layne. "And as for you, our finest healing pokémon will attend to your injuries as soon as we arrive."

"Wonderful..." Layne said. He didn't know about this Lucario guy. Grovyle and Celebi, his only two friends in this world were now in trouble with him and their Union. Grovyle came over and helped Layne stand. "Don't worry about me and Celebi, we've been though this before. Perhaps now, we will be able to convince them that our plan is the right way to go."

"Convince them?" Layne asked.

"They never really have been behind us in our actions. Celebi and I almost work as our own force."

"Wonderful..." Layne said with a hint of sarcasm. He hoped his knowledge of what just happened would come in time. For now however, Lucario and Abra approached and touched them, and they teleported away from the dead town. Teleported away from the town forever frozen in time.