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Hanging lights illuminate the passage crowded with scholars and archaeologist examining the newfound ruins deep in the heart of the Celestic Ruins. Carvings and paintings adorn the walls and soft, bristled brushes slowly clean away the dusty debris. Angel grasps her foster parent's hand tightly, not willing to wander off and get lost in this endless caverns, but stretches her neck to catch glimpses of the images through the larger adults blocking her view. Her eyes widen in surprise when an arm wraps around her waist and she's raised up to a vantage point that allows the chaos to be viewed with ease.
The glowing eyes shine even brighter when she catches sight of where they were headed. She attempts to climb higher and ignores the blonde's grunts of protest as little limbs climb to rest on her shoulders.
"Angel, you could've just asked and I would've held you higher."
"Sorry, Mama." The platinum apologizes as she feels the adult mover her hands to grasps the bottom of her legs to keep the child from falling off.
"Angel, come look at this. Tell me what you think." Carolina demands as she waves the two of them over.
The child raises a hand in the air to outline the colossal painting. The pale finger outlining a insect like snake, its six legs, and phantasmical neck tendrils. Two beastly creatures, one standing on two large legs and the other a quadruped grounded on four pillar-like limbs, stand stoically before it with gaping mouths. Two against one by the way the first snake seemed to be backed into a corner and how it fanned out its neck adornments. She leans down against Cynthia as she skirts away from the drawing as uncertainty seeps through her veins.
"What do you think, Angel?" The twenty-eight year old melodious voice filters through her ears, but it does little to soothe her.
"Who is that?" The child asks the professor as she squirms off the champion's shoulders, much to said adult's displeasure.
Cynthia grunts and moves to dislodge the child from her mount on her shoulders. Her gray eyes glaze over in confusion when the child cowers behind her leg and ducks under her coat as if the creature would spring off the wall and at her.
"What's wrong? I thought you love this stuff. You've been having me tell you the myths before you sleep for weeks now," Cynthia asks when the small, violet eyes duck around her pant's leg to sneak a look at the mural with a morbid fascination.
"It can be frightening to a young child, Cynthia," Carolina explains as she turns back to the cave painting. "Fear not, young one. This is simply a legend. It's not known for certain if this pokemon even exists, but ancient writings have revealed that they had called this pokemon Giratina. According to legend it was banished for its violence to another world, but it is simply a legend young one. No evidence that it actually exists has shown itself, and no orb has been discovered. Mesprit hasn't told you of it. So, you don't have to worry."
The child doesn't seem reassured and retaliates when Cynthia pushes her forward toward the rock wall. The young child's feet dig into the ground as she is inched closer to the stone.
"No. I don't… Cynthia quit it!" Angel screeches and her cheeks flush when the inhabitants turn to look at her outburst.
The champion immediately releases her grip and the inhabitants of the cavern turn to watch as she backs into the opposite wall. The black capsule on her waist bursts open and the concerned pokemon nuzzles the trainer and gives out a small whine. A shaky finger points toward the mural and the disaster pokemon casts a glance at the wall. It's a sparing glance, she barely takes the time to recognize the picture before growling menacingly at it and turning around and brushing her horn at her young master to guide her toward the entrance.
Cynthia watches, but doesn't do anything until she notices the child and pokemon stop their walking and sees both their eyes glaze over. Calamity's clears first and the harsh horn to the girl's stomach forces her onto her back before jolting for the entrance.
"You might want to run," Angel warns from her sack-of-potatoes stance as the confused relatives start to become smaller and smaller.
Cynthia and Carolina look at each other and turn toward the area that delves deeper into the ruins as a whispering screech begins to echo off the walls. Hordes of blue pokemon with purple accents swarm through the opening the new ruin exploration had created. Surprised yells resonate off the walls as archeologist cover their heads to protect themselves from the incoming golbat and zubat.
"Everyone, get out of here! Leave your equipment, we'll get it later." Carolina orders as the chaos around her begins to swell and people in lab coats rush toward the exit.
Garchomp's glowing claws disrupts the horde and creates a slight passageway for the two women. Even with the dragon's wings creating a barrier, membranes of wings occasionally slapped against the backs of the two humans as they rushed into the light and into the horde of people waiting anxiously at the entrance as they watched in peculiar fascination as the mass of poison type pokemon fled the cave.
Cynthia returns Garchomp's ball to its spot before she fixes her jacket and casts wary glances at the cave opening, trying to think up a reason that explains pokemon sudden departure from their cavern. It isn't like like it's the most uncommon thing. Zubat and its family were prone to fleeing due to multiple reasons, whether it be because of loud noise, vibrations, or an immense amount of light flooding the habitat.
"The lights may have bothered them, or maybe when the drilling to get through the wall." Carolina hypothesizes as the swarm disperses into the late morning sky. "I'm surprised that they didn't leave earlier."
The champion immediately straightens when she remembers that Angel wasn't by her side and panics when the glaring hair isn't spotted amongst the other twitching spectators.
"Angel?" She calls out as she starts spinning in her area.
"Miss, she's over there," One of the young lab assistant informs as he pushes up his glasses up the bridge of his nose with one hand and points with the other.
The pale child had moved to a normal riding position on the absol like how one would ride a skiddo; an abnormal feat if it wasn't for the child's puny three feet five inches. A blue companion clutched her raised arm and the rapid movements of its mouth indicate an elusive conversation. The bat thing twitches before zooming off. The disaster pokemon's red scythe moves when the absol shakes her head before the red angel bounds across the little shadow beside the cave. The platinum child side jumps off the wolf-like pokemon and slams into her guardian. Frantic hands push against the champion's legs.
"What are you doing," Cynthia's light, amused voice asks as she tries to divert the hands off her legs.
"Run," Angel states seriously.
"What?" The blonde asks again, her entertained tint wearing off.
"Run." Angel repeats once more, slower and more deliberate.
"Why? All the zubat have…"
"We don't have time for questions run!" The violet eyes widen before a hand motion is made and she jumps away from the adult.
The shiny pokemon is enveloped in power as it roars and the towering, blue teeth erupt from the ground, barely missing the scientist at the front of the horde.
"Angel! Why are you attacking…" The professor's words are drowned out as a loud boom erupts from the cavern and dust clouds accompany the falling debris.
"Angel...Angel?!" Cynthia chokes out between lungfuls of dust, her arm raised to her face as if it would help filter the air.
A stressed cry roars from within the cloud as the rock barrier dissipates into thin air. The champion ignores her grandmother's assistants warnings as she runs head first into the settling dirt. She rushes forward and catches the falling girl. The little girl is held to her chest and Cynthia uses her coat to cover the bruised and cut skin damaged from the shattered rock. She stands up and feels the child tighten her grip slightly to remain in the champion's firm embrace. A reassuring hand assists the cough caught in her throat. The trapped air sputters out of her mouth. Calamity hops nervously alongside Cynthia as she runs back toward the research center. Carolina joins her frenzied movements.
"Why did she do that?" The blonde mumbles to herself. "Grandmother, get a doctor as fast as you can and for Arceus sake get Jenny on the phone."