A/N: Look who finally updated! I'm really sorry it took so long, but everything went down the drain in my life, and I sometimes cried before I fell asleep. I'm not exaggerating either. But it's getting better and I'm finally typing this up for you! Anyway guys who haven't read my other story, Ancestry of The Powers, please read that, or at least the trailer. And don't worry, I got a big old sweet family moment that just might make you guys cry. Anyways I won't keep you waiting, enjoy!

Chapter 5

(Clemont's POV)

To be honest, I'm really nervous. But since Ash needed to train with his Pokemon and himself more, I guess I'll give this a shot. And I was telling the truth about being curious about Danny, he is Ash's brother after all.

I sat down on the couch in the living room, or, what I assumed was the living room. We had a few more hours before we left. I looked around and saw a picture frame on the counter beside the couch. I looked at it more closely.

It was of three kids. One African American boy, I recognized him as Tucker. The other two, I don't exactly know, but I think that the girl is Sam. When I looked at the third, a boy with black hair and icy blue eyes, a sense of familiarity went through me. I looked even closer and finally understood why.

This must be Ash's brother! I thought and smiled. Something tells me I'm gonna have no arguments with this guy.

In the picture, 'Danny' had his arms wrapped around Sam and Tucker's shoulders, and all three of them had goofy smiles on their faces. I could tell this was taken years ago. It made me kind of sad actually.

I sighed and checked my watch. 7:30. Two hours before we leave. Might as well get some rest now. I thought, getting up and walking in the guest room. I finally laid down and let sleep overtake me and my thoughts.

((A/N: You guys get a treat for your troubles of having to wait.) Danny's POV)

I shivered and opened my eyes, suddenly aware. I groaned and sat up, pretending to not feel well. I use my ice powers to lower the temperature. I think I might just stay home today.

As if on cue, my mom walks in. My fake mom anyways. "Morning, you're finally awake." She says, smiling. I faked a groan and made up a weak smile. "You ready for school today?" She asks me.

"Actually," I lie, "I'm not feeling too well today." I know I'm pushing the limit, but I need rest if I'm going through with my plan.

"Are you ok?" Fake mom asks me. I replied as calmly as I could. "I'll be fine, but is it ok if I rest for the day, I don't think I can go to school. If this works, I might be able to do the plan before two days. She nodded, and I had to fight down my smirk. So they do have to go with anything I say. Regular mom and dad would have made me go anyways.

She left and I sighed and laid back down. I wasn't lying when I said I needed rest, I just need energy to do my plan. I finally fell into darkness, sound fading around me, turning into something else...

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(Clemont's POV)

I sighed as I woke up and checked the clock. 9:00 PM. I got up, reluctantly at first, but then I remembered what's going to happen in thirty minutes, I got ready faster, all the while thinking of a question to ask Sam.

I saw her in the living room, looking at the same picture, I had looked at and wanted to ask her about. I sat next to her and she looked at me. "What do you need?" She asked, not kindly. I sighed.

"I was wondering if the boy in the middle of the picture is Danny?" I said, nodding to the picture. Sam smiled sadly. "Actually, yes, he is. We were thirteen back then. I miss those times; barely any worry."

I sympathized for her. While in our dimension, things were great and happy, in this one, people are suffering from war, in one way or another. I have even noticed that most of the Resistance's members were teenagers. And no doubt, they've been through Hell and back. They didn't deserve this. But they fought against powerful creatures anyway. Now that takes courage.

Sam suddenly sighed, snapping me out of my thoughts. "We only have five minutes," She says, "we better get the others, you can wait here." She walked out the room, leaving me to ponder to myself.

(Sam's POV)

I walked to the second basement, where the training room is. There were props everywhere, and some people were sparring. I walked up to two sparring people to the left of the room. "Taylor, Valerie, it's time to go, can you go get Tucker and Kailin? Clemont and I will be waiting at the door." They nod and run off to get them.

When we were all finally at the door, I noticed that Clemont was shifting nervously. I turn to him. "Dont worry, you'll be fine, we won't let anything bad happen to you." He only nods, not convinced, as we finally get through the door. Don't lose hope Danny, were coming for you. Were my last thoughts before the sun hit my eyes and we set off.

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(Danny's POV)

I groaned as I woke up, not ready to open my eyes must get. But I finally sat up, squinting until my eyes were used to the light. I turned over and blinked when I saw still hot food on my bedside table. Fake mom must've come in here and put it there when I was asleep.

I decided to get some more rest after I eat, that way I might be a leader to do my plan earlier, that would be better. I turned back over and fell asleep again, this time a dream below my eyelids.

(Dream)

"Danny, we need to tell you something." My dad said uncharacteristically. What? Wasn't I just in my room? I was now in the living room, both of my parents looking nervously at me.

Wait, I remember this, this isn't just a dream... a memory? I distinctively remembered what I said. "Dad, what is this about?" I knew that, of course, but in a memory dream, it's better to just go with the script, otherwise something bad might happen. The two of them seemed to exchange nervous looks, and had a quick silent conversation. Mom broke the silence, and hesitantly said,

"Danny, you're adopted."

Okay, no matter if I knew that before, and I had this same conversation, it still hurt a little. I still went with the words I said before, making a mask of an astonished face to hide my knowledge of that. "Wh-what?" I stuttered. "Are you sure? I don't remember any of that. How?" I mentally rolled my eyes. Please let this be over soon.

Still not like himself, Dad sighed. He answered my first question. "Yes we're sure. But your mother will have to answer the second question." Both of us look at her, and she looked at the floor.

"...I found you in a tiny crater, wounded and scratched up. You were barely breathing, and your head was bleeding. I called Jack immediately to call 9-1-1 or an ambulance right away." She said weakly, and I looked hurriedly at her, I hated when she got like this! I remembered the questions I asked.

"How did you know my name? Or did you make it up?" I asked, but not rudely. Dad answered this time. "There was a necklace around your neck. That's what it said on it. I believe I have it somewhere in the attic."

"Why don't I remember?" I asked, and Mom answered again. "The Doctor said you had a horrible concussion, and probably wouldn't remember anything before going to the hospital..."

She paused, and I kept quiet, knowing that she was going to continue.

"From then, it took awhile, but we adopted you and we taught you everything over again. Everything else tells itself I guess... Danny," My mom began again, and I prepared myself to comfort her- here it comes. "Even if you hate us, you have to remember we still love you, no matter what." She avoided my gaze, and I hugged her and Dad tightly, and said, "I'll always love you too... no matter what."

As I hugged them, the scene faded, and I came to the horrible realization that this was just a dream in a dream itself, or, a memory in a dream in a dream itself, where the real world was in in the middle of a war. My eyes welled with tears. Before I could say anything, my world fell in black and I felt someone shaking me. My hearing came back slowly too.

(Dream End)

"-nny!" I sat up quickly, which was a big mistake. "Ugh.." I groaned and saw fake Jazz standing above me. She was glaring at me, so I did what any guy would do when an angry girl is trying to wake them up.

"Go 'way." I mumbled into the pillow, and threw an extra one at her head. "Mm sleepin' her'." I could practically feel her roll her eyes. "Come on, Danny. You've been asleep all afternoon." I mumbled something under my breath. "And why exactly must I get up?" I asked her. This time she really did roll her eyes. "Silly, Mom's making dinner." I turned over, my back facing her. "I'm not hungry." I grumbled, but of course my stomach chose that time to prove me wrong. Great... so much for not getting myself noticed.

Jazz chuckled, "Well, your stomach says otherwise." She says and I glare at her. I sigh and get up. "Okay, okay..." I mutter in defeat. I ruffle my hair to take it as well as I can. Oh well.

Jazz and I go downstairs to eat. I, mentally, prepared for my plan to start tomorrow. Oh I hope I'm right.

Because if I'm not, I might just be stuck here forever. And I can't let that happen.

A/N: Okay, shorter than I wanted but I need to have something to go off of. I'm very busy now, school is piling all sorts of projects in every different class I don't have time to really concentrate on this. Again, sorry for taking so long I hope this chapter was worth it. Any concerns or questions don't be afraid to review them or PM me, I'll get to them as soon as I can . Hopefully next chapter will be up sooner. And REMINDER: Next chapter is the rest of the written copy of what I have down. Then it will take a lot longer because of writer's block I have on this story. Anyway, review please! Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye!