May 11, South America, 9:35 PM
40 days have passed since Kutengo and his team ventured to that region of Latin America. Sutibun was amazed, since it was his first and currently only time on a cruise, so everything was surprising for him at that moment. That strange "dream" remained engraved in his mind, but nothing paranormal had happened at that time beyond feelings of familiarity, remaining as something anecdotal.
The trip was about to end, so Kutengo was preparing for when they have to go down. It accommodated his suitcase, his backpack, his Pokeballs, basically everything he needed. When they reached the destination, he carried Sutibun in his arms, going down through the crowd of people.
–(Where are we going?)–Asked the Riolu in the arms of its owner, it seemed strange not only that the trip lasted so long, but also the transportation, because he didn't think it was going to be a long trip.
The boy got off that cruise ship, arriving at what seemed to be a South American coastal city, with houses, shops and that kind of thing, very second world style, almost at night, and with a beautiful view of the sea. They were far, far away from home, not even on the same continent. It was the country they would live in from now on, as the journey that would crown Kut champion and change Sutibun forever began.
–[Where are we?]–the blue and black puppy asked its owner with a clear tone of question, getting down carefully from his arms.
–I don't know what you asked me, but by deduction, we are far, very far from home–the Asian human replied, although naturally he didn't understand what the creature was saying, he deduced what he meant by the tone and context, which that he honed with practice by spending so much time with these beings.
Hearing that well, Sutibun felt somewhat insecure, since being an unknown place for him, he didn't know what he was going to find. Kutengo took out his cell phone, opened what appeared to be the map app, and checked where they were.
–(South America, Alasia Region, Alpha Port... yes, we are in the right place. The trip lasted 1 month and 9 days, although it's understandable, I went from one side of the world to the other)–thought the young man when he saw the map and realize they were where they wanted to be.
The shape of the country was vertical, it was surrounded by the sea as it was a giant island and it was close to Argentina, more precisely what would be the province of Buenos Aires. They were in the northernmost area, while the southernmost and consequently the coldest and less inhabited were routes 96 and 97.
It was almost dark now, the sunset was at its peak, and they obviously needed a place to sleep. The Asian trainer knew of a type of place where, on top of that, they could eat at an affordable cost. It was a very common type of place in countries like this, which were made for Pokémon trainers like him.
–Sutībun, follow me, I know there's a Pokémon Center nearby–Kutengo called his rookie Pokémon, in a dry but normal neutral tone, starting to walk through the streets of that Latin coastal city.
–[O-ok?...] (a center...what?)–Sutibun was somewhat confused by his owner's words, not knowing the type of place they were going to.
They walked there for approximately 20 minutes, due to the schedule, there weren't many people on the street, the houses already had the lights on, the light poles were on, and added to the sight and sounds of the sea, the light of the moon and the realistic style of that world, generated an incredible and beautiful environment. When they reached their destination, they found a rather tall and long building, with a distinctive sign of a large red Pokeball above the entrance, which were made of light blue glass and metal handles, revealing the interior.
Upon entering that building, many people and other Pokémon were seen around, chairs, tables, workers, some TVs out there, rooms, nursing rooms, and even, in the background, you could see dining rooms and trading/buys rooms.
The little Riolu, frightened by the large number of people and technically his own, adorably clung to his human to feel safe in the midst of so much stranger.
–U-uh? Well, stay by my side, don't be separated for nothing in the world, just wait a while and we'll be alone in a room again (awww, too cute, it looks like a scared puppy)–he reacted to that little boy's action, the which although his face and tone reflected little more than indifference, inside he was dying of tenderness.
She approached what appeared to be the receptionist, who greeted her calmly.
–Welcome, tall young man, what can I offer you?–the woman greeted the boy, looking up at him, with a noticeable Latin accent in her voice
–Hello, I came for the accommodation service and maybe, the feeding service (how strange this woman speaks...why should it be strange for me? I traveled through North America in 2015 and Europa in 2016 whose accents from have nothing similar, sometimes not even the language, these situations should be common for me, besides , mom speaks similarly)–Kutengo answered, surprised by how the receptionist spoke, since it was his first time in this place.
–Well, wait a minute, we'll give you the keys to your room–The receptionist replied to the client, going to look for something
–(Please, don't take so long, the less time my little one is overwhelmed with so many people, the better)–Kut thought, waiting to have access to his room to lock himself in with his Pokémon.
2 minutes passed, the receptionist arrived with a key, which had the number "09" marked on it.
–Here's young titan, the number dialed is your room number, rest easy dear customer–the woman clarified, saying goodbye to the young man.
–Thanks, being locked up with me will relax my little creature a bit–the boy thanked, going to his assigned room, which was on the left hallway on the ground floor.
It was an ordinary room, with a bed, a desk, some plugs and a window, nothing out of the ordinary. Kutengo, entering, grabbed Sutibun, closed the door and hugged him to try to calm him down.
–Don't worry, Suti, we're already alone, you won't see so many people anymore–he said calmly to his Pokémon, with a small smile on his face.
–(Ahh...how relaxing...although, strangely, this hug is always familiar to me, quite familiar, but I don't remember from where or when...)–Sutibun relaxed before that hug, a technique nothing new between the two of them, but he always had that strange feeling, a feeling of familiarity which he could never explain.
The few hours that remained of the day had passed, they were all sleeping, under the beautiful light of the moon for those who had a window, or not for those who did not. But, Sutibun was strange, or rather, he would dream something strange, like a kind of memory erased from the mind and diffuse, again.
This time, he appeared in what appeared to be a strange hospital, which had a futuristic look, from approximately 40 years in the future.
–[Where am i? Again in such a strange dream?]–she had wondered, remembering that fantasy she lived when she slept for the first time on that ship.
There was no one beyond 3 white silhouettes. 2 of the whites looked like older people, despite being only silhouettes, while one of the whites looked like a young adult. One of those white figures was lying on a stretcher, while the others surrounded her, very closely.
–(those colored silhouettes again...)–he thought, but, this time, instead of getting closer to interact, he simply stayed watching/listening.
He managed to hear that the white figures were chatting, a conversation that would be very familiar to him...
–...Am I dead?–asked the figure on the stretcher, with an old and dying voice that made it clear that he was in a deplorable state.
–No, but you're dying...–replied one of the figures around him, with a feminine voice on the verge of tears.
–So...does that explain why I'm seeing...things?–asked the reclining human form again.
–What are you looking at?–asked the other white silhouette, this one sounded like a young adult.
–I...I'm seeing him...I'm seeing him, after so many years...–he replied, with a weak smile on her face, seeing for the last time who she loved the most.
All this left Riolu with a lot of doubts, but there was a feeling that overcame those questions. He had already experienced this, although he does not remember it and that hospital does not seem from his world.
–(...I feel I heard this conversation before...but I can't remember where, but it's still familiar to me, as if I had lived it...)–the blue Pokémon had a Déjà Vú, he had experienced a similar situation before as the protagonist, but he can't remember, nor will he be able to...
A blinding light appeared, and after a while, he woke up. When he got up, it was dawn, the sunlight was reflecting on the window, and Kutengo was waking up. It was the dawn of a new day, a rather special one, but it was still a new day.