Hi! So here's chapter 3 of the story. My brother just finished upgrading a computer that we've had since 2002, and, oh my gosh it is so much better from what he showed me. So this chapter you're going to see one of many reasons why this story is rated T, other than I don't like limits, but I didn't want to rate it M because it isn't bad enough to be rated M.

Akozu Hiewa: Thanks for featuring my story in yours, I really appreciate it. It was surprisingly not that hard to add the obliviashipping. If I'm honest, which I am, I wrote that chapter 2 weeks ago, I think, while I was at L.B.I and didn't have internet. So even if you hadn't asked for it, it would have been there.

Ranger Belle: I have to agree, Nick is way to fun to write. I had done the fluffiness on purpose, or maybe it was an accident, I don't know what I had going through my mind when I wrote it. Also... you're going to get an answer to one of your questions this chapter, just saying.

RangerTakara: You never get held like that :( *gives virtual hug, then let's go for fear of ocwardness arising from other readers* Anyway glad you like the story so far.

Disclaimer: I will never own nintendo, though I do want to work for them someday, like that'll ever happen

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One Last Summer

Chapter 3

Detailed Dreams

I ended up having another dream; it was the same place as before, same people, same shadow filled walls, same eerie lighting, same, well, everything. The only difference was I could hear what the girl in gray and the guy in green were saying.

"-Long do you think it'll take?" The girl asked.

"Who knows." The man said, "Could be days, weeks, months before we get what we want from her. After all, she's not likely to give up the-"

The girl interrupted him "I know she's not likely to hand it over! What kind of idiot do you take me for?!" She whispered loudly, like she wanted to yell, but wasn't allowed to.

"I never said you were an-" That's when the screams started, the same agonizing scream. The two went silent, like they were listening to the shouts and pleads. I think the girl even cringed at one point.

Eventually the man in brown came out of the room, and I could hear that the screams were actually slowly down, they wouldn't stop, but they got quieter. "DANM IT!" The man yelled punching the wall, that had to have made a dent in the metal with how hard he had hit it and the loud thud it made when he hit it. "Why won't that stupid girl listen." He hissed.

"Calm down, I'm sure she'll give eventually." The girl said calmly, her voice almost soothing, almost. There was still a hint of anger and hate that never left her voice, but she managed to hide it.

The man in green nodded, his form tense, as though he was scared he would get punished any second for something he didn't do "Yeah she can't hold it in forever, she'll eventually have to give it up."

"Quiet." The man in brown ordered. "I know she'll give in and give it to us eventually, but we need it, and we need it now." He said the last word louder than the rest, his voice sounded like he was soaking venom over the one word, trying to get his point across. "If we don't have it there is no way we could possibly succeed with our goal."

A sigh came from the girl as she shock her head "True, but you can't get huffy yet. Save the attitude for when nobody's around."

"Or take it out on the girl." The one in green suggested. "It might end up being the only way for her to give it up." That's when my body started moving again. The three were still talking, but their voices became muffled, as if they had a gag over them. Once again I phased through the metal door and entered a world of pure shadows.

The screams had come to a stop; instead the only thing that could be heard from the corner was whimpers and sobs, whoever-it-was is clearly crying. In the same farthest corner as before the shadows were the darkest but there was the same blob that was in my other dream. I was getting closer, and closer, and the room was growing colder and colder, my skin was covered in goose bumps and I felt the same shivers being sent up my spine. My eyes became adjusted to the darkness; I knew who that person was. But I didn't, no couldn't, believe it; there was no way, my eyes were playing tricks on me, they had to be. There's no way that could be… me…?

What's going on? Why am I seeing myself in my own dream? Why does this dream seem so real? But it can't be real, right? I'm at Booker's, with Ben and Nick and Pichu and Booker, obviously, not wherever this place is? What's going on here?

"Sum…" It was Ben's voice, and he's using my nickname - note to self: tell him not to call me that anymore for the umpteenth time. Wait, was the dream that bad that they were trying to wake me up? "Summer, wake up." But I don't want to wake up; I want to find out what's going on. Why am I in my own dream? Is this reality and the idea that I'm with Ben just a fantasy? No it couldn't be reality, why would I be seeing myself if this was real. "Come on Summer, wake up." The world around me was starting to fade, the black slowly turning to gray. No! I don't want to wake up yet! I want to understand what's happening! White light was starting to intrude my vision. No, stop it! I want to learn more about what's going on.

Then the world faded to white completely.

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My eyes shot opened and I was back in the room with Pichu and the others, they were looking at me as though I had just been stabbed. I thought my head was still on Ben's shoulder, when in reality it was on my pillow. Sitting up straight I yawned. Everyone just stared at me, it was actually kind of unsettling honestly. Finally someone spoke up "You alright, Summer?" I turned my head to the one who said it, and smiled faintly, it was Ben.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

That's when Nick started again "You sure? You were muttering in your sleep and moving around a lot. I thought you were having a nightterror and we tried waking you but nothing happened and I started thinking that you weren't ever going to wake up and be stuck in your nightmare forever doomed to never-"

Booker interrupted, thank goodness "That's enough, Nick. No need to make her worry."

I sighed, shaking my head, a small smile on my face "Booker, it's Nick, he's not going to stop making up fantasies anytime soon."

"Thank you Summer." The boat makers apprentice said gratefully. In response I just nodded. I couldn't hear the rain anymore, so it must have stopped, I could see the sun shining through the clouds. Pulling my hand up to my head, just like last time it was covered in sweat. I sighed thinking "They are so going to want an explanation for this, aren't they."

Just as I expected, Ben asked the question "So what happened?"

Taking a deep breath I looked at him straight in the eyes and said "Nothing, it's just a dream, nothing to worry about."

"Pi pichu?" the small yellow Pokémon questioned looking at Ben and I.

"I don't buy that." Ben told me plainly. "You can tell me ya know."

I shook my head and told him sternly "It was just a dream; I don't need to talk about it." I lifted my shoulders into a shrug, and continued saying "It wasn't real anyway." Looking down I say in an inaudible whisper "It had to be fake." There was a resounding beep, beep, beep coming from our stylers "Thank you." I thought. Bringing the styler to be level with my mouth and pressing the button that activated the voice messaging system "Summer here, what do you want?"

The reply was quick "It's Rand, Professor Hastings has something to talk to you and Ben about."

This time Ben was the one who inquired "Did he tell you anything about what he wants?"

A sigh could be heard coming though the line "No, he didn't. He told me that he'd explain what it was when you two got here."

I looked at Ben, and Ben looked back at me "Alright," I started "We'll be there as soon as we can." After removing my finger from the button I said "Well, let's go." Standing up I remove the black blanket from my shoulders and placed it on the bed in a heap. Turning towards the door I walked away.

"Huh?" Ben wasn't even paying attention to the fact that I was walking out the door. "Hey, wait up!" But I was already on the porch and walking towards the path. So he had to run to catch up to me. "What's your problem?"

He sounded really annoyed, but I just said in a level tone, not looking him in the eye "Nothing."

"If this has to do with that dream, you know-"

"I know, I know, I can tell you about it." I stopped walking and turned my head towards him "Why do you care all the sudden, before if I said I had a nightmare and wanted to talk about it you would have agreed so you could laugh at me later. 'Sides it was only a dream, I'll live." Ben was looking at me, his hazel eyes seemed to burn with angry brown flames, but they were small, but they were also ones that could ignite faster than paper burns.

The fire in his eyes subsided to embers, and then to nothing, he held his hands up in defense "Fine, whatever you say Summer. Just saying that the offer's open. You don't have to be so defensive about it." We walked the rest of the way in silence. Only when we got to the ruins outside Cocona Village did I stop walking, sometimes I'd stop here and just wait for Celebi, thinking, hoping, it would show up and take me to the past Cocona Village. Yeah, I know I could just call it with its guardian sign, but part of me wants to see if the time traveling Pokémon will come to visit me on its own will, though I doubt that it would. For a moment I just stand there looking at the broken stone with the guardian sign for Celebi on it.

Ben hadn't noticed that I stopped walking and so he was continuing on to Teakwood Forest without me. I stayed there for a while then turned away, my partner was out of my sight. "He's probably at Rand's already." My mind told me. And so I went forward, ignoring the Pokémon that climbed and ran in the trees around me. Within seconds of me restarting my walk I heard the familiar beep beep of my styler indicating that someone (more likely than not Ben) calling me.

"Hello?" the voice was of a young girl, about nine or so. "You there Summer?"

Sighing I pushed down the button, still walking, and replied "Did you hack into someone else's styler Nema?" There was a joyous laugh from the other side followed by a quick answer.

"I wish! But no, I didn't. Dad let me, um, use his styler to call you and tell you that Ben's already here with Pichu and Professor Hastings is getting impatient. So could you-"

"Hurry up." I finished making a note to ask Rand about him letting Nema 'use' his styler to see if she didn't just take it.

"Yeah, hurry up. The Profressor says it's really important that you get here fast."

"He says that every time Nema." I point out "What makes this time around so special?"

"He didn't say. Though I've been trying to find out from the Ranger's Union website."

"Nema," I start "Are you trying to hack into the Union computer? You and I both know that that would be a bad idea." There was nothing but silence coming from the other end. "Nema, were you even listening to me?" More silence filled the air. "I'll take that as a no."

At last someone spoke "Sorry about that Summer." The voice was deeper and I instantly knew that Rand had found Nema and reclaimed his styler. Somehow, I had a feeling that Rand wouldn't just let Nema use it so easily. "But could you get here soon, Professor Hastings is getting annoyed."

I laughed "Tell him to wait a few more minutes, I'm almost there."

"Alright."

"Later." With that I removed my hand from the button, looking ahead, I continued forward.

A few minutes past by and there was Rand's house, Pichu was standing outside the door and as soon as he saw my face he ran forward and jumped on me. This time though, I anticipated it and held out my arms, wrapping them around the electric type as soon as he hit my body. Patting him on the head I whisper in his ear "Alright, little guy, let's go see what Professor Hastings wants us to do." I chuckled "Hopefully it isn't just a false alarm like the last" I paused trying to count how many times the Professor made a mistake, but soon I stopped trying, there were just to any to count. "Let's just say the last few times and be done with it."

And with that in mind I walked into the house, not knowing that the mission ahead would make me question everything I knew.

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So the plot's finally going to start next chapter. Sorry if they're a bit delayed next week because a) I'm addicted to Fullmetal Alchemist right now, b) my brain decided to wanted a break for a few days and c) I am forgetting areas and information about the game, but I don't want to replay it just for information because that sucks the fun out of it. Now you know the first reason why this is rated T, cuse words, generally I will try to avoid using them, but they will come up on occasion. Well see you next week with chapter 4 if I've got any luck at all.

Later

Ember