Twy's P.O.V 1st Person

I'm not really sure how long I've been falling, I didn't really think to keep track.

I'm certain that any moment I will hit the ground, but who knows.

My minds kind of fuzzy right now and my eye's won't open, I'm not even really sure that I'm awake.

Maybe I'm just dead.

That wouldn't be so terrible would it; this place isn't all that bad.

It's actually king of peaceful, a bit lonely though. But It's not really like I had anybody in the other place anyway, both my parents are dead and I don't have any siblings, that I know of.

Still I can't help but feel I'm forgetting something, or someone.

Oh well It's not like it was important none of that is anymore all that's left is to fade…

I think you're forgetting something Important.

Who said that?

I did.

Oh, I thought I was alone.

You're never alone dear.

...Who are you?

Someone who doesn't want you to give up so easily, you're father would be disappointed.

You knew my father?

Yes, I know him very well, better than most.

Why did he leave me?

You father didn't leave you dear he loves you, we both do.

…Who are you?

I wish I could tell you, there's so much that I want to say but it's time to wake up.

…

Just don't forget that were always with you and that we love you very much.

I love you too…Mother.

Suddenly my eyes flew open and I awoke gasping for air my lungs on fire like I hadn't been breathing.

My head still felt light, but for the most part I was thinking clearly.

Fortunately I was now able to open my eyes; unfortunately I was still several stories above the ground.

I began to panic until I realized that I wasn't falling, something had me by the shoulders and was carrying me through the air.

I looked up gratefully, preparing to thank my savior for my life, but the words caught in my throat. Because instead of the kind, concerned, or even curios look of any other Pokémon that might have happened to catch a human falling from the sky. There was the utter look of malevolence of a predator that had had its prey dropped right into its claws,that shone in the eyes of Darkria as he looked back down on me.

What's a matter Meowth got you tongue, he asked when I didn't say anything?

The last time I had seen Darkria he had nearly tortured me to death, then he had dropped me on the ground to die. If not for Mew and Celebi I would have.

If you're going to act like a useless blot on the sidewalk, then I might as well make you into one, he said motioning to the ground below us.

"I'm going to kill you," I said, probably not the best thing to say to the only thing between me and a fifty story fall, but I wasn't really in a chatting mood.

Hello, it speaks I knew you could do it, he said mockingly. How will you fare I wonder, once you've killed me.

"Well I expect that I'll live happily ever after in a much brighter and better world," I said venomously.

Ah and what world would that be once Noon and his cronies have annihilated every last molecule of any and all living organisms.

"What are talking about," I asked.

Despite popular belief I am not you're enemy young half kind, there is a terror far worse then me about to ravage this world.

"Oh, and why should I believe you, you haven't exactly been too friendly?" I asked.

Appearances can be deceiving, a dog wags it tail just before it bites and a man smiles to you're face just before he stabs you in the back, things aren't always as they appear and sometimes bad things come from good intentions.

I didn't really have an answer for that; while what he had done to me was cruel it was something that I could have done myself under the right circumstances.

If what Darkria was saying was true then he could have easily been just trying to stop a calamity from reaching those he wished to protect. That was, if what he was saying was true.

"That still doesn't prove that what you're telling the truth," I said.

No, but it provides enough doubt for you to listen to what I have to say, that is if you're willing to listen.

I don't know what made me decide to listen to him, maybe it was the sincerity, possibly even desperation, with which he asked; or the fact that he was the only thing between me and a thousand foot fall, either way I wasn't really going anywhere.

"Fine whatever, but can we at least have this conversation on the ground?" I asked.

What's a matter don't you trust me, he asked sarcastically.

"No," I said bluntly.

How much do you know about the Guardians of Time? he asked me when we safely on the ground.

"The what," I asked.

You've lived with an Ancient for how long now and yet you know nothing about us. "

Mew doesn't like to talk about it so I don't ask," I said shrugging my shoulders.

You're either very trusting or very stupid; he said looking up and down as if trying to decide which it was. Regardless, you're all I've got to work with so I suppose I will have too explain.

As you know the Ancients were established by Arceus as guardians for this world, meant to keep the world in balance he entrusted us with great powers. However Arceus foresaw that we Ancients would not always be at peace with one another and that battles between us could shift the balance of the world altogether.

So to prevent such a catastrophic event he established another group, known as the Guardians of Time, to watch over us. Fearing that they would fight amongst themselves like we had Arceus granted the Guardians of Time no powers of their own. Instead he gave them the ability to copy the abilities and strengths of others, this made it so that they could outmatch us with sheer numbers instead of strength so that they would have no way of causing cataclysms like we could.

"Ok, but what do's that have do with anything," I asked unsure how this tied together.

Well amongst the Guardians of Time there were set five leaders. Noon, Dawn, Midnight, and Dusk are the four leaders that are still alive today. Unlike the Ancients who are born out of their elements the Guardians are not reincarnated when they die.

"How did that Guardian die?" I asked unable to hide my curiosity.

He was murdered…by me.