Category: Pokémon

Rating: M

Couples: X

Warnings: AU, Disturbing Imagery,

Chapter: 9

Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me

Author's Note: Multi Chapter Interlude between Sword's Fate and its' upcoming Sequel. Can be read alone.

"Italics" is indicative of Telepathy.

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However, between the need to keep the mess secret from the public as much as possible and the problem as to how to face Giratina openly, the Champions were forced to – at least for a time – return to their own regions before heading to Sinnoh.

"How are they?" Diantha was speaking with Wulfric, wondering at the state of Olympia's Pokémon. From what she had already gathered, they had been very upset at not only their trainer being in a coma, but also having completely missed how she had gotten into that state.

"I have them under control, for now." The Ice-type trainer stated, looking tense even through the hologram of the Holo-caster. "But this has really hit them hard; particularly her Meowstic. You should have seen them when I called them from their Pokéballs and informed them of what happened."

"I'll see about getting you a flight to Rustboro to have them at least see her." Diantha leaned back lightly in the seat of her helicopter. "While we're talking already, what about Malva?"

"From what I heard, she's still after Team Flare, but calls regularly now. She claims the Team Flare-members she has managed to capture do not know who attacked Olympia."

"As expected." The Champion looked outside the window. "We'll talk later." They broke the connection, leaving the white-clad female to sigh in frustration at everything. They had agreed to meet within the week at the Sinnoh League Castle and she could only hope that it would be soon enough.

"Something big is going to happen… and the Great Psychics are in the way." She repeated the statement of the Psychic twins three days ago, hoping that perhaps repeating it again would reveal something to her. What could possibly be happening that something like this would happen? As far as she knew, this had to be one of the first times the Legendaries did something like this. Certainly the first time during her life-time…

"Welcome back." Drasna greeted her. "How did it go?"

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The Psychics spend their time in contemplation and silent meditation. Without their powers at full strength, they are confined to the one island they had woken.

Mewtwo visited them regularly, mostly to make sure they were not in contact with anyone. He needn't have bothered; after the first attempt, the twins – the only ones with enough strength to do so – had not tried again.

They could not tell how long it had been until he returned looking almost angry.

By sheer necessity – and no small bit of near Stockholm Syndrome – they were striking up a strange kind of comradery, fuelled by the knowledge that none of them were quite happy with what was going on.

"I feel your unease." Despite not being at full strength, the lack of barriers was forcing them to finetune their powers. Caitlin looked up at the looming Legendary, noting with a twinge of trepidation that Giratina was guarding them from a distance. By now, she had become more comfortable with the others seeing her bare, though she would still sit curled up. "What is wrong?"

"Your Champions move to reclaim you." The Psychic Legendary's tail flicked behind him like a whip. His moved and even thoughts were tense like a bowstring. "Which is a problem."

"So what does that mean?" Sabrina wondered. "What will you do?"

"We have no choice but to stop them. If they reclaim you now, everything will have been for naught." His bulbous fingers reached out to them. "We'll talk later about this, no doubt, but for now I need to secure you four."

None of them looked happy at that statement, but they had quickly learned that resisting would just end with them suffering of a massive headache at best.

As his power overwhelmed them, Giratina started moving closer. "So where to, my Lady?" Purple eyes looked up at the Basilisk.

"Leave them at my brother's." Blood-red eyes flashed briefly as the serpentine body twisted in mid-air. "You will attend me in Turnback. I'd much prefer not having to murder the lot of them."