The Sun Continent, home to a very enjoyable ambience and rich folklore to those native to it, as well as visitors; is considered a paradise for those looking for an escape from jobs or are looking to vacation with their loved ones. Lush with jungles and forests, breathtaking views from the mountainside, massive bodies of water separating the islands, and an enjoyable weather, the continent truly had everything in check.
That´s what the majority says.
Within this tropical land, lays a dark operation. In the outer region of Dusk Village, hidden away in one of the cliffs by the seaside, a Mystery Dungeon, now overtaken and turned into a lair, can be found; inhabited by a shiny Hydreigon, alongside his followers who joined on his "divine quest" to "right the wrongs of history and nature". They follow his command as if he were a cult leader.
They've managed to go unnoticed for quite some time now, since almost none of the locals have really bothered to investigate or question why so many Scyther always go to that specific dungeon.
Although one Pokémon in particular, a Bisharp, resident of the village, has found the Scyther's activity quite unusual. He is among the few that attempt to get a grasp on whatever they're doing. Though nothing important has been obtained so far.
The Scyther were not to be taken lightly should one get accidentally too close, glaring at whoever sees them from afar, often warning to leave at first, before threatening to engage in a fight. And if asked, they'd all respond with, "None of your business, you are too blind to know," further solidifying their cult-like behavior.
Bisharp was well-aware of this, resulting in having to be very cautious whenever he went outside to gather information from them, in order to find an answer to this mystery.
Meanwhile, near the shore, at Guardian´s Beach, two Scyther land on the hot sand, taking a moment to discuss their work, "Welp, another useless search, can´t we get a break or something? Is he really that obsessed with this?" One of the Scyther asked.
The other closed his eyes, sighing as he answered his colleague, "We must keep searching no matter what, do you want to get ourselves killed or what?"
They were fairly new additions to Hydreigon's following, so they still weren´t quite seeing their leader's vision. All Scyther were tasked to find a "Great Treasure" that was supposedly a key element of Hydreigon's quest.
"I know, I know, it´s just that… what is it that he´s searching for to be part of his 'divine quest'?!" he exclaimed raising his arms.
"That is information only he and his elite know of, but I gotta give him credit, he´ll do anything to get this great treasure, whatever it is. Also don't speak so loudly, we were told to be discreet about this, remember?"
As the two talked, Bisharp stood quietly near some of the trees, making sure he was out of sight as much as the trees and bushes allowed him. He made mental notes on the conversation. He had obtained more than enough.
'Now I just need to get out of here without being spotted.'
He kept an eye on the two, until he saw the window he needed, and dashed as silently as he could. Unfortunately though, he bumped into a tree, shaking its leaves briefly while letting some fruits fall off of it. He didn´t think twice and made his way towards his house.
"Huh? What was that?"
"Meh, must´ve been the wind, it´s been kind of windy lately."
He wasn´t sure how he wasn´t caught or seen, but he was very much thankful it turned out this way. But he only got more questions than answers from that conversation.
"'He will do anything to get his hands on that 'great treasure''? Just what kind of treasure is he looking for? And who even is this 'he' they were talking about?!" The Bisharp questioned to himself as he walked around his small house. Exhaling heavily, he slumped near a wall, as he turned his head to his door. It wasn't much but he now had something new to deliver to the Guild.
He knew it was best to keep a low profile for the time being. If he did anything too daring, he would risk getting himself caught and questioned, or worse, killed. That would end up being bad for himself and the other guild members.
'Can´t risk getting the others caught. Looks like we'll have a long meeting, Torterra.' He said internally as he stared at his ceiling, sighing heavily.
Not long after Bisharp became suspicious of the Scyther, he notified his Guild about it to see what they could do. The head of this guild was Dusk Village´s elder, Torterra; some said he was immortal, old yet very capable of fighting. He has been head of the guild for several generations now, teaching and raising several teams by now. He is even considered sacred to the village at this point.
He has since assigned every guild member to investigate and obtain any clues they could possibly get.
Meanwhile, as the Scyther finished their patrol, they flew back to their base, the rock formation getting closer. They landed straight to the entrance of the Dungeon, making their way to the main floor, also known as the throne room. Immediately after, they bowed after the figure in front of them.
"My lord." The two said in unison. Flapping was heard as their master approached them.
They felt three pairs of eyes staring right at them, a blank yet imposing presence was felt throughout the room, as the other Scyther present also bowed down.
"Any reports on the search?" Hydreigon firmly asked, straight to the point.
"N-none, sir. We are still looking." One answered.
"Pathetic. Keep looking until you find it!" Hydreigon snarled.
"But remember, be mindful of covers. I don´t want to raise the Guardians´ attention now, if that ever happens, everything I have done would go to absolute waste. We are in no way ready to make a move yet, and it would be worse if they decide to call Solgaleo and Lunala. Do you understand?" He asked, his anger dissipating just a little.
"…" Nothing came from them. They looked down, slightly trembling.
"I said… Do you understand!?" He exclaimed, getting a "Y-yes, sir," this time.
"Good. Get back to your respective stations, all of you." He dismissed the Scyther present in the room. As soon he was left alone, a shiny Beheeyem approached, his right hand.
"Master Hydreigon, I see you are still keen on maintaining a low profile with this operation. It appears as if the decision to remain unknown was a good idea on the long-term." He stated telepathically, the dragon-type hummed in response.
"Yes, it was. The Guardians and their Kahunas would not bother investigating unless we posed a threat to the continent, which we are not. Quite yet."
"Master Hydreigon, how long would we need to keep this cover from the Guardians? We won't be able to stay in the dark for much longer, and eventually, questions will be raised." Beheeyem questioned, awaiting his master´s response.
He got it in a matter of seconds.
"Until we find that treasure, Beheeyem. Then we can proceed with the next stage of our operation. The Guardians will have to oblige in it, one way or another." He answered determinedly, looking towards the lair's ceiling.
Once everything is done, the world will be gone in a matter of time. All of it. Not even Solgaleo or Lunala could interfere if everything is executed perfectly.
"Very well, sir." Was all Beheeyem said before exiting the room too, leaving the dragon finally by himself. He shortly started to contemplate the current situation.
His right-hand did make a point. Someway or another, the Guardians will start to become suspicious of them, and most definitely defeat them unprepared. The fact that one of the Kahuna´s family lives close to the village made things worse.
All of their attempts at finding the treasure have been unsuccessful so far. He insisted on searching in Invader´s Ravine, where it is rumored that the beast known as Necrozma landed ages ago. The majority refused, though, with clashing theories and tales of the beast´s current location, often ending in no searches done near the dungeon.
"This world shall be reformed in his great image, golden wings embracing it all…" He murmured, followed by snickering which eventually turned into mad laughter.
'No protector to stop me this time. No alpha, and no signs of the child´s existence.' He hissed in satisfaction.
Absolutely nothing will stop him. He will not let this victory be taken from him at all. He dared to defy nature and he will come out triumphant.
Unless nature decides to strike back with the worst it has for him…