Next chapter…Still don't own anything from Pokémon much…

PS. PLATINUMSHIPPING is WIN!

She paused before the door, breathing in some of the stale air which constantly filtered the cave as she gathered her courage and took a step and then another before entering the door. Immediately I stretched out my wings and glided straight into the wall without a problem. I hovered just above the ground as the sound of a bag hitting the ground caught my attention. The white bag had slipped off Dawn's shoulder as she gazed at the pillar in a daze. With a sudden thought of inspiration, I flew right behind her, causing her hair to waver madly in the sudden breeze. I let out a sudden roar as I hurtling head first into the wall.

The reason? To hurry her up.

I wonder what she thinks of me. Does she see some monster ready to tear her to pieces? Or a Pokémon that is more then capable of defeating many trainers? Would see me as a tool? Or treat me as a friend?

The light-headedness of the brief and sudden flight wore off suddenly as I thought of my status. I was not allowed around the world, as my power was restricted to this place and the Distortion World until I was caught by a trainer of some sort. Although I could fly around the route in which the Sendoff Spring resided in at full power, I found that I didn't like it if I left the area for too long; my powers of distortion faded and I found little rest as I always scared trainers and the wild Pokémon so my flights were always short and within the area.

After passing through a single room, I paused at the next pillar, listening hard for any sounds. I heard the sounds of running feet against the rough, rocky floor, every puff of breath that left her mouth, her accelerated heartbeat as she ran towards the door in which she saw me pass through.

I gulped as she entered the room, hair swinging forward as she slowed down and lent against the second pillar. I knew that this was not the time to confront her; I had to keep moving her through this place. So with a final glance at her small frame leaning against the pillar I roared into the ceiling and vanished from the room once again.

I heard her even through the wall; she took a large gulp of air, gathered herself up in her mind and pushed off the pillar into the next room.

I glided swiftly and silently glaring at any Pokémon that dared to even glance at me. This was not the best of times to confront me. I wanted that girl to reach me, to find me. I struggled with these foreign feelings that wove deep inside me as the one who had captured my attention and held it had stumbled through the room. By this stage I had crushed the rocks that were in her way and I had glided quietly though the wall.

I paused against the third and final pillar trying to shove the thoughts and feelings aside as I grinded my front feet against the cold stone. If she entered this room, the next time she left through any of these doors she would find herself in my personal room. The room in which I usually stood proud and tall in, waiting for the next move of anyone who dared to enter my quarters.

A low hiss emerged from my mouth as she stumbled once again through the black space that is technically a warped space; one hand against her forehead the other supporting her against the wall. Her eyes were closed tightly as she fell forward with a large gasp; collapsing against the cold stone floor. I took a step forward towards her as I heard a sob emerge from her mouth. I paused in my next step listening to those sounds. They wretched apart my mind and tore into me deeply; how could I have pushed her this far? Had I not always stood waiting at the end? What mad reason had I done this for?

Did I have a reason for this other then for my absolute selfishness? To fulfil my desires? To enjoy the look of pain written across her face as she pursued me?

I moved around her in a circle and as I did she curled herself up tighter, no longer sobbing from exhaustion but waiting in fear for my next move. She was not breathing. I bent my six legs and gently nudged her in the side in a way of quiet apology which startled her enough to get a gasp of air from her. I wanted her to keep breathing so I did it once more with a little more force. She winced as I knocked some of the little air she had out of her lungs. She coughed once, twice and her body shutdown due to the exhaustion from chasing me around at full speed and the overwhelming amount of adrenaline which was being pumped around her body at an alarming rate. I gazed at her fragile form before finalising my next move. I changed my leathery wings into a mere substance of darkness and mist which allowed me to change their shape into a claw-like hand. My three red spikes stood upright as I lowered my shadowy wing-claw onto the ground using my other transformed wing to push her lightly against it. Next, I quietly raised my wing, examining this human specimen as her limbs were limp in my hold; her legs dangling over the edge of my wing-claw her head lolling against the side with her midnight coloured hair brushing against the red claw which was holding her. My eyes narrowed as I took in her pale face; surely her face should have more colours then that…

I grunted softly noticing just how her curves seemed to fit snugly against the three claws as I walked into the distorted portal in which she should have gone through into my personal chambers. I had some difficulty getting down the stairs as I would usually glide down but I did it with only a single close call which nearly caused me to land flat against the floor headfirst.

Dawn was hardly jostled against my strong hold I had on her when I steadied myself upright and proper. My ruby-red irises dilated as she murmured something unintelligible as she slowly started to come around. I quickly walked, almost ran, over towards where the portal to the Distortion World was, and I lowered her down and gently placed her against the wall which surrounded the large and upright stone slab. Just before I leapt into the portal I turned around and lightly brushed my three-clawed wing against her trying to remember the feel of her soft skin. I knew I would never forget this scent now; I had had it on my mind for the past several hours…I did not know what she would do next; probably take her time in reading the inscription that was forever etched into the rock slab behind me and possibly give a curious glance at the inviting purple portal which revolved slowly in an anticlockwise direction. I dared try and not think about her visiting me in the Distortion World; it would be wishful thinking. And yet I hoped she would anyway.

I took a few steps towards the portal and I froze as her eyes half opened before they shut again. Then they reopened again in an attempt to relieve the sleepiness in which she was still in. I chuckled to myself and moved a little away from the portal as her black eyes wandered around the room trying to focus properly. She seemed to take in the different light here; it was more misty as this room had a portal to my true home; the Distortion World, in which I flew around in with a different forme constantly checking on the real world, watching for problems as my duty entitles me to do, and visit odd places and homes not of Sinnoh.

I smiled to myself as I remembered the look on those elderly faces as I visited Mt. Pyre in Hoenn which is very similar to the Lost Tower here in Sinnoh, and is the largest burial site for deceased Pokémon. I had visited that ancient mountain to see that everything was in working order and had unintentionally stirred up almost every single Pokémon spirit there as they were eager and afraid of the me, the Renegade, and had wondered why I had suddenly dropped by. I smirked to myself as I remembered the startled looks on everyone's faces as I appeared out of thin air, hissing at the floating apparitions of the Pokémon to leave me be while glaring at the ghost type Pokémon that had wandered a little to close to me. This place also held the key to keeping Groudon and Kyogre in their deep sleep and I wanted to check that they were in place even if that was not my job.

I was brought out of my reverie as I felt a sudden touch against my second gold band which protected my chest. Looking down, I saw that a single hand was resting on it. Dawn had recovered enough to stand and wander over to me while I was daydreaming. Her eyes were closed still, and she let her knees fold beneath her and she slid down in front of me. A flash of light erupted from her white bag in which I had placed against the wall and there stood an Empoleon. He gazed at me in a way that made me feel unsure. He told me to give Dawn some space, as I had exhausted her already. He approached the stairs and climbed them all the while watching me with cautious eyes. I sighed quietly and told him that I remembered him. The large blue and black Pokémon gazed at me in quiet surprise before regaining a calm expression. He nodded his head in recognition. Surely he would remember that we had fought before in my world? His calm expression told me that he did. I shuffled backwards, forcing Dawn's hand to drop just like her legs did not so long ago.

"Take her and go. This place does not do her any good. Or you, for that matter" I muttered to them loud enough for Dawn to stir out of her unconsciousness.

"…You are…letting us go? Are you sure?" His questioning response made me nearly turn and snap at him; it was hard enough to let them go, right after I had finally got them where I wanted them too. I reached behind me and grasped a Rare Bone and deposited it into Dawn's lap. Her tired eyes regarded me quietly. And then she smiled.

I gazed at it for a moment before feeling an odd and yet familiar emotion spread from within my chest.

I was angry.

Really angry.

Angry enough to murder something, and that Empoleon knew it. So did every single Ghost type and non-ghost type Pokémon that inhabited Turnback Cave. My temper was the thing that made me who I am; the Renegade Pokémon; the one whom was banished by the one and only Alpha Pokémon into another world…The Distortion World…

I gathered the antimatter of this place and coated it around my body; turning it into shadows. The only light that I gave off was from my own eyes and six matching red claws.

That is, until I opened my mouth and snarled at the human and her Pokémon before me.

"GO, NOW! And do not try to disturb me again today!" I roared at them, knowing full well that the Empoleon would be the only one to understand me, however my actions were louder then words, and Dawn understood me just as well. With that, I turned and leapt into the swirling portal of the Distortion World, snarling at them to not follow me.

I heard a soft cry from the female who had enticed me enough to do this and a quiet "No, stop!" from the Empoleon. I focussed my energy into my ghostly ability and, for the first time ever, I closed the portal in Turnback cave, cutting off my access to the world above. I hovered in my Origin Forme, staring at the spot where the portal once was not to sure as to what I was feeling. I still felt angry and upset on one hand; however I felt a sense of loss and sadness on the other. I frowned; my mouth turning downwards inside my helmet. I was turning away from the spot when I stopped once more, and I remembered that this particular portal was permanent, and would only be closed for a short amount of time, half an hour at least. I had no wish to return to that particular cave, so I decided that I would watch the world above from where I now was; the world known to some as the Distortion World.