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Chapter 33 - Fiery Dreamscape

Khrista let out a loud yell of surprise upon finding herself standing in the caves of what looked like an active volcano, if the pool of lava was any proof of that. "Where is this?!"

As she looked around, she caught sight of something at the opposite end of the magma-filled cavern. Doing her best to ignore the heat, Khrista dashed to the edge of the rock she was standing on in order to try and get a better look around. However, she couldn't get very far because it felt like her skin was being burned just by standing there.

Wait...

Khrista frowned. "Duh," she muttered, the yellow Master Ball on her shirt disappearing and the red color brightening. The heat the lava was instantly lowered considerably, allowing Khrista to run on the molten rock and make her way through the cavern, not at all bothered by the shimmering illusions brought on by the temperatures. It didn't take all that long before Knrista could see clearly what was going on.

At the opposite end of the cavern, two figures stood: a Heatran and a Cresselia, both of whom seemed to be discussing something.

"You can't go!" Cresselia exclaimed, exasperated by something. "Who knows what they'll do to you?"

"If this madness is ever going to stop, I have to," Heatran responded. This was obviously a male, no doubt greatly experienced in the ways of volcanoes. "No one else has stepped forward, and I am more than happy to. I have the advantage."

"And the other one?" Cresselia demanded. "What about him? He'll clobber you the moment you get close!"

Heatran remained silent for a moment. "I do have friends who agree with me," he finally stated.

Cresselia's eyes widened. "Heatran, don't! The both of you will die! We can't lose you!"

Heatran snorted. "My family can keep you protected without me. This must be done, my love. For everyone's good." He turned towards a tunnel located in the wall nearby and stated, "I will be back soon. Wait for me."

"Always," Cresselia answered.

Khrista, who had been standing on the lava behind a rock jutting out of it, frowned. She had always wondered about inter-breeding between Legendaries, and now, right in front of her eyes, she was seeing something that would get her just about as close as she ever could get short of spying on her own Pokemon when others weren't near. Thoughts began to speed through her mind about Pokemon natures, levels of power and base stats.

Eventually, however, Khrista mentally tossed the whole idea out the window, knowing full well that she wasn't going to get any baby Rayquaza running around anytime soon.

Cresselia's head turned slowly as Khrista had been contemplating all this. "Who's there?" she asked, clearly worried.

Khrista jumped a little, startled that someone had seen her, even though she was in her dreamscape. Cautiously, she peered around the boulder. "Yes?"

The Psychic-Type Legendary jumped a little upon seeing the teen. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" she asked, nervousness in her voice.

"I'm just someone who dropped by accidentally," Khrista responded.

Cresselia's head cocked to one side - which looked odd, what with her moon-shaped head. "You're in the Dream World, aren't you?" she asked.

Khrista became surprised, then nodded. "I fell asleep and woke up here, and I'm a little confused as to how that happened."

The Sinnoh Legendary looked intrigued. "It's rare that a human is capable of doing such things," she noted.

"I'm not completely human," Khrista corrected, "which is probably part of the reason I'm here."

"Hmmm... Yes, I think I see what you mean. How long have you been here?"

"I got here during your discussion with that Heatran," Khrista answered. "What is this place, anyway? Stark Mountain?"

Cresselia nodded in confirmation. "Heatran has been protecting a large amount of Pokemon here once Cyrus took over. None of us have left since the sky darkened."

Khrista's eyebrows rose. "So you don't know."

Cresselia frowned. "Don't know what?"

"About what we're planning on doing to Cyrus. There are a lot of people - Trainers and Pokemon - on the mainland who want Cyrus' head. I happen to be one of them. We're planning on attacking his citadel within a few days to end this."

The Legendary's eyes sparked. "You must be very ambitious to pull off such a feat."

"And numerous," Khrista added. "We've got most of Mt. Coronet and a large cave underground to use as out base." She frowned when her vision started to blur, then realized a second later that her vision was starting to go because she was about to wake up.

"Looks like I've gotta go," Khrista told the Cresselia. "I don't want to oversleep."

"Right," Cresselia agreed. "Wait! I didn't catch your name!"

"It's -"

Khrista was cut off as her vision went dark.

Heatran and Cresselia, sitting on a tree...

Do you know how hard it was to write that? I don't know how you romantics can stand to write that into your FanFictions every single day!

...Anyway, I thought it would be a good idea to throw out more information on the world this way than any other way, so...yeah. See you guys tomorrow with the next chapter!