Has anyone here played Scarlet and Violet, but they got annoyed with the way the plot seemed so... oddly paced. Well, my friend got tired of me complaining, so he dared me to write the story my way, with the character I customized. So, without further wait, here is A Tale of Future's Past. And no, you haven seen this before.

I walked forward slowly, the warning from Professor Turo ringing in my head. Something strong was coming for us, something dangerous. I had no idea what it was, but that wouldn't stop me. I had my most powerful team members with me, and I had my friends. Arven, Penny, and Nemona were all strong, all champion level, like me. Between the four of us, we would be able to stop whatever was coming our way

Something in my head was screaming though. Something wasn't right, and I was in danger. I tried to scoff at myself. Of course I was in danger, but I knew it was just one battle, and I'd be clear. One battle. I had my team by my side, through everything I'd stumbled across in the last few months. I had gone further than I'd ever thought possible.

So, why was I afraid?

"Hang on!" Arven yelled suddenly, voice echoing through Area Zero. "Don't push it yet, we need to be prepared!"

Penny tilted her head slightly. "We can't get any more prepared just standing here."

"Yeah!" Nemona nodded quickly, bouncing on her toes as she let the excitement fill her. "We've got to battle! The professor said this is the only thing left to do before-"

"I know!" Arven cut her off with a glare. "But, Miraidon is from here too, right? He's strong, and should be able to help!"

Penny rolled her eyes. "In case its escaped your notice, Miraidon hadn't even come out of its Pokéball since we got here. Its terrified."

Yeah, I thought to myself, I was too. How were they all so calm? I felt like my heart was about to beat out of my chest. I knew these people, knew how powerful they were, knew how much I myself had accomplished this semester, but... I was still terrified too. This was uncharted territory, forbidden land, and if anyone knew that we were here, even if it was because of the Professors, then we'd end up in jail at best.

"Yeah, he's super strong, and he knows his new trainer. If we ask... don't you remember when you first met him? How powerful he was? Wouldn't you want that on your side?" Nemona asked carefully.

I felt a shutter go through me at the thought of the first time I laid eyes on Miraidon. I had been so afraid the whole time, from when I thought he was dying on the beach, to when I was being cornered by the giant pack of Houndour and the vicious looking Houndoom leading them.

All of them were looking at me, it was my choice, since Miraidon was as good as my partner now. I closed my eyes for a moment, and sighed heavily. "I..." I bit my lip hard enough to feel my skin screaming at me to stop. "I'll ask. I don't really... He doesn't like battling nowadays. He might help, but he might not. I'm not forcing him to do anything he doesn't want to." I said decisively.

I wasn't thrilled about it, as strong as Mirai was, he was just as traumatized. He was really more of a pacifist, which was why I'd never bothered using him in battle before, because I knew how much he hated it. I loathed even asking anything from my friend, but, well, they had a point. If this dangerous Pokémon was as dangerous as the professor said, then we'd need as much power as we could get.

I knew my team, I knew that none of them would fall easily, but...

I also knew that Arven's Mabosstiff was a powerful fighter, yet he'd been on death row before being healed. How could we fight something like this by ourselves?

Alone, we couldn't do this, but together? I glanced around at them, Penny, my Galarian buddy, Nemona, my neighbor, and Arven, my reluctant friend. All three of them weren't worried, but I was. I was terrified of someone getting hurt badly enough that they wouldn't be able to do what they loved anymore, or worse, dying here in this mystical wonderland.

Then again, we were all strong, we had all proven ourselves. To top it off, I had Zag, as always, by my side. I could do anything with my starter, including breaking dozens of laws.

I took a deep breath and cast my mind back to the day it first begun, the day I'd met my friends, and started Uva. I remembered it just as clearly as I remembered every important event in my life, even if, at the time, I wasn't sure why it was so important.

But it was. Without these three, I didn't want to think about where I would be. I was strangly thankful for them, for being shoved together over and over, until their bond formed. We may not have gotten along at first, because of how different our goals were, but we were stronger now than we ever had been before. Besides that, we didn't have a choice, we had to do this. For Arven. For the professor.

This determination, the need to prove ourselves wasn't how everything started though. No, it started with an exhaustion creeping up my bones that only came from moving, and loneliness threatening to drag me down.