SteveZ12: Good day/afternoon/good evening and good night, I hope y'all have had some good fun and are doing well. On my part, me and momo are doing amazing. School's there soon, as well as other endeavors, but that wont stop this fic! I want to wish a good return to school and the such to all our readers. Good luck in your studies.

Once again shoutout to Fantasyspin89 for accepting to be our beta reader and to just be a pleasant gal in general. Without further Ado.

Victini: Heya! This is Victini. Imma do the last chapter Recaps from now on! I hope that you are hyped for this episode because I sure am!. So, Last episode, I created the Wish Orb with Jirachi! Aren't we awesome? Now the contestants knows what they are in for. Monferno Lost his Laurier crown to Sneasel and poor Torterra descended to Hell! Who knows what kinda torture they be enduring down there...brrrr...

anyway, Today's a new day, a new us and we ready to Go!

This is the Island of Power! Better be ready and Stay Ready!

Let's jump right into it! WOO!

Chapter 5: The Calm before the storm.

The contestant minds were abuzz that night. This was far beyond anything they could have imagined the prize would be. To win a lot of cash was one thing, but to have one wish granted, by an item made by legendary Pokemon, right in front of them was another entirely.

The confessionals were indeed in great use tonight:

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Sneasel had sported a hard, focused look at the camera. ''A wish... everything we want, but one at a time... That means I could, at long last...'' He murmured before his gaze changed. A grim determination took him over. ''I need to bring this team to the merge at least, then I shall win.'' he vowed, pointing a resolute claw toward the skies

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Metang stared at the camera for a bit before closing his eyes. ''An interesting twist for sure. With this announcement, there's a 76% chance that we see the real face of a lot of Pokemon. Now the X factors are going to rise significantly. This will be a very interesting competition to be part of.'' He analyzed with that glint of amusement that was going to become signature for him

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Riolu Opened his one eye in the confessional before closing it. Seemingly, he had not much to say about it.

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Eiscue balanced his head with difficulty in the confessional. ''One wish...anything we want...that's crazy! There has to be something up...'' He said before the camera turned static.

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Luxio's fur stood on end, his excitement making him have an hard time to contain his electric powers... ''Wow this is so exciting...I could finally wish to get my powers under control...it would be a dream come true...'' he thought as he released yet another involuntary burst of electricity who grilled the camera...

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Karkool grinned in the confessional. ''I was useful, so I can stay longer. I could finally end the problems...If I manage to win this...'' he said excitedly, his coal cart temperature rising rapidly

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Croagunk was vibing, bobbing his head to an unheard beat with glee. ''Damn, those host surely know how to turn out the heat, now I can't help but vibe with that beat yo! Imma just vibe and go straight to the top of the mountain, straight to the meat yo!'' he rapped with a dark, amused look on his face.

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Bidoof was genuinely impressed. ''I was wondering what kind of crazy prizes would these host come up with, but I certainly never expected that. I'll give kudos to the lovely Mesprit for that...

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Fraxure's eyes were glazed over. ''I have to win this now. I could finally prove to them that I am strong... but I also have an arrogant jackal to put back in her place. Screw the wish! I'll grab what I desire with my own two hands''

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Wartortle grinned in the confessional. ''We got to win this... I don't care what our goody two shoes leader says! I am not allowing myself...or her...to leave this game. ANd when I win...I'll...I'll'' He stuttered, now growing conflicted between his own selfish desires...or to satisfy his newfound love.

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Alolan Ninetales smiled in the confessional. ''Now there is no doubt in my mind that I have to win. i have much more of a reason than any of these fools here. Thankfully, I know how to manipulate this game...and it will start tonight.'' She said coldly before a coughing fit took her and made the camera go static..''

The Zacian, winners of the challenge, went to the lounge to celebrate and the Zamazentas went back to their chambers or started wandering around the Island. Among those, a forlorn monkey leader sat frustrated

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on top of the Zamazenta's shack. He was really distraught, as now, Torterra didn't even have the chance to know about the wish, and was eliminated because of a cheap tactic by the Zacians.

''I figured I'd find you here...'' said a soft voice.

Monferno turned around and his breath stopped momentarily.

Bathed in moonlight, Haunter, in her full Lopunny morph, was standing slightly behind him. At that moment, even the best observer would not have made the difference between a real lopunny and Haunter's morph...except for the small purple tinge of her skin and the faint violet glow of her body and pupils. She also had berries in her hands, specifically nanab berries. A soft, almost mischievous expression floated on her face. She looked absolutely ravishing. It was hard to believe that just a few hours ago, that same ghost type had delivered a savage beating to a seasoned warrior.

As she sat down next to him, Monferno flinched a bit reflexively. He was happy that the ethereal Lopunny was here, but his body and mind, still shook by the brutality of her display, made him activate the fight or flight response involuntarily.

Haunter sensed that and sighed, she couldn't fault her Leader to be jumpy, but part of her hurt at the realization that he was scared of her. Part of her wanted his approval more than anything. So she kind of cheated. Gently wrapping an ear around his shoulder, she subtly absorbed his feeling of dread and fear, gently patting his back with her fluffy ear. The soft fur turned even more materialized as her strength increased, due to her consuming Monferno's bad emotions.

Monferno was indeed afraid, even though he didn't want it to show... but suddenly felt much more at ease. Her fur was so soft, so soothing, that quickly enough, he leaned his head on the etheral Lopunny's chest, feeling oddly completely at ease. This realization made Haunter feel a delicious, addictive warmth spreading through all of her body. This warmth, that she hadn't felt since so long...how she had longed it.

They both stayed like that for a while, not to break the moment, with Monferno's fingers finding Haunter's and intertwining with hers.

''I..I am just sad... I don't want to lose any more members...and with the unveilment of the wish, the only thing I can think about is, ''How can I make sure that everybody gets his wish... I ...just dont have it in me to be selfish...'' He explained with a sight.

The etheral Lopunny smiled tenderly. ''That's you alright...Always thinking of the team before yourself. Honestly, that's kind of why i'm smitten with you... among other things...'' she said softly.

Monferno lifted his head. ''Huh? What did you say?'' he inquired

The Lopunny morph shook her head. ''I said that it's alright to think of others. But in the end you have to do it for you too...'' She said.

Monferno pouted. ''This isn't what you said and you know it, Claws.'' he accused, but the fact that he was comfortably laying in Lopunny's embrace blunted his words.

Haunter laughed softly, a warm, rich and feminine laugh that messed Monferno's heart badly. It sounded so pure, so liberated, so warm... like the most beautiful laugh he had ever heard.

''Could you stay like this?'' he asked softly after more moment in her embrace, watching the moon rise in the night sky.

''How so?'' Inquired the ghost lopunny, her paw playing in Monferno's neck fur, massaging his neck and relaxing him even more

Monferno gently lifted his gaze to meet the lovely purple eyes of the ghost Lopunny. ''When you are Lopunny, you're smart, nice, cute, sassy, driven... But sometimes, you become this blood-thirsty wraith... I... I don't want to lose you to you doing something bad or to you being voted off okay! I don't want to lose any more team members...but..you matter more...I shouldn't say that but you do Okay!'' tearfully admitted Monferno.

Haunter was taken aback, being able to absorb bad emotions came with the ability to sense emotions pretty well, and with Monferno basically pouring his heart out, she could see how much she mattered to him already, despite the game barely beginning...and it was the cutest thing. He really had those type of feelings for her out of all Pokemon. She knew what she was, and no morph could change what she really was and she knew that Monferno wasn't naรฏve enough not to see it... but it felt so good. It felt so good to be cared for...it felt so good to be told that she mattered. As a haunter , she was used to be treated with distrust, fear even. She was lucky that her dominant spirit was a beautiful lopunny, so using her morph helped her in everyday life, but now, under this moonlight, with a Pokemon she had initially fully intended to take advantage of, she realized that her afterlife could be something...more. She wanted to embrace those new feelings more and as such, she said, with a trembling voice:

''I'll do my best for you, little monkey'

Closing his eyes, Monferno once again leaned his head on the ghost Lopunny's chest. ''Thank you...Claws...''

The ghost Lopunny smiled. ''You're welcome. Nanabs?'' She asked as she bestowed the fruit to her grateful leader.

''For sure!'' Replied the hungry fire type, who took the berries before starting to munch on them. With a soft expression, Lopunny lowered her lips on top of Monferno's head and kissed it.

Monferno turned beet red with embarrassment. ''W...why would you do that?'' He asked, not knowing where to put his eyes.

The Lopunny morph smiled. ''Because you're too adorable!'' She said in a sing-song voice that she knew would get a reaction out of him...

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Of course she was right.

''T..that..'' He tried to add before haunter kissed his cheek. This effectively shut him up and not knowing what to do with himself, just munched his berries while grumbling with embarrassment.

The Ethereal Lopunny watched him with a tender, soft expression that fired up a new resolve in her heart.

''I will allow nothing bad happening to you, my dear Leader...As long as you are mine, and mine alone.'' She thought as she gently rubbed her pawed hand on his head.

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Haunter in her Lopunny Morph gazed to the camera. ''Yes.. I like him a lot...and I'll make sure he goes far. I'd do anything to keep feeling this warmth...''

''Even if it means delving in the deepest parts of your darkness?'' A random voice said in her head, which startled Haunter greatly as the camera turned static.

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Hattrem and Yamask were in the lobby, speaking of the Prize reveal.

''I have never seen something shine so much in my life, it looks like an amazing prize to bring back home...'' Squealed the witch, her eyes full of greed and desire.

Yamask was far more modest about her dispositions. ''I..I don't even know what i could wish for...It's all too much for me.'' She admitted, looking sadly at her face mask.

The pigtailed Pokemon sighed. ''You're going to have to gain more confidence in yourself. Don't you want your afterlife to be fun? If you don't come out of your shell, you'll never be free.'' She gently chastised her friend, patting her back with her pigtails

Yamask sighed miserably. ''I know milady, but I cannot help but be who I am. I am just a wandering spirit needing of a purpose...right now, it's you.'' She said softly

Hattrem looked at her appreciatively. ''I understand Yamask, but that's exactly why i want to help you. A servile disposition is just going to make you a target for people...'' She explained to her friend as the latter seemed more pensive.

Near the beaches, a fluffy tailed turtle as well as a ravishing whitish purple Artic fox were discussing with a low voice.

"What would you do with that wish? " asked a curious water type.

"That's for me to know only, dearest. You be a good boy and I might just include you in it!" She purred.

Wartortle grew a tick off mark. "I'm not a dog you kno-..." he started until the rest of his sentence died in his throat as the alolan ninetales nibbled a very particular spot of his neck, making his mind melt in pleasure.

"Yet just like a dog, I can easily make you bend to my will." She remarked haughtily, relishing the look of utter pleasure and utter submission stitched on Wartortle's face.

They stayed like this, with Alolan Ninetales utterly dominating him until a rustle in the nearby trees made them stop.

A pleased smile grew on Ninetales's face. "Ah... it seems that finally, our prospect has decided to show up." She purred with satisfaction.

Wartortle crossed his arms meanly, furiously trying to rid his body from the submissive energy he had been plunged forcibly by Ninetales's errr...talents.

Said prospect had a smile etched on his face. Dark blue skin that almost looked black in the relative dusk created by nightime. Bandages that signaled the Pokemon's fighting disposition. He was bobbing his head up and down, walking confidently to his own tune, a confident yet mean look on his face. He arrived to them and sat down, the ease at which kind of annoyed Wartortle.

"Yo pal, that looked way too easy. You sure you weren't followed?"

He asked aggressively.

Said Pokemon didn't spare him a glance. "Easy attack dog . I been from them street. I know how to look slick with a mean mug. Your whipped self dosen't need to fear jack, so have some relief Yo!"

He drawled confidently, which made Alolan Ninetales purr with appreciation and Wartortle to blush furiously.

"You little shit! Acting big because we were gracious enough to ask. I oughta..." Started Wartortle, his paw balled into a fist.

Amused, Ninetales almost wanted to see what it would give as a show, to see her boytoy and the muay thai frog fight, but the keyword here was discretion and she didn't need a crowd to form.

"Okay enough, calm down the Testosterone you two. This is not why we're here for tonight!" She hissed as her eyes glew with a bluish energy that transfered to the two belligerent and binded their movement.

This surprised the newcomer. "You Know Psychic?" He said, almost fearfully.

Alolan Ninetales let out a soft, but deeply condescending laugh out of her pretty maw. "Why yes indeed. Its a useful tool for someone like myself." She said before walking next to him.

"It also happens to be the perfect disciplining tool for Pokemon that tries to cross me..." She said in a deep, seductive yet threatening voice that scared the shit out of Croagunk...

Croagunk's eyes widened.

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Croagunk eyes were clouded with fear. "By Arceus, how can a bitch be so pretty yet so Dangerous at the same time...that aint normal..."

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Wartortle simply looked at the camera..."Fuck, that chick has more edge than a bisharp...and honestly it's so damn hot.."

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Alolan Ninetales smiled. "Whaaat? You thought that I was just a pretty rose fox whore? With Prize like that on the line they'd best understand that just like roses, I have very dangerous thorns..." she purred evilly, her chilly laugh freezing the entire confessional.

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Croagunk laughed nervously before smirking. ''I can appreciate the edge, shawty...but You'd best remember that I am not your boytoy. I got poison to accompany my fist.'' He said softly, his paws covered in dark energy that broke her psychic hold.

Alolan Ninetales smirked. ''Until I make you my bitch. But Wartortle is still more than Good enough for that task. However, if you behave, I don't mind letting you hit it. Good work does merit its salary.'' She purred while caressing the frog's bag.

Far from recoiling in disgust, the muay thai frog had to admit that his hormones were far more into the idea than he was willing to admit. He sighed. ''We'll cross that bridge when we get there.'' He admitted, defeated.

''Good, so I take it you are in then?'' Asked an aggravated Wartortle, kind of desperate to take the conversation back to a more business minded orientation.

''Yes, I am in.'' He admitted.

''Good, Glad that we agree.'' Said the fox, pleased by the frog's response.

Croagunk thought about something. ''Shouldn't we have a name for this gang or something? After all, names are everything in we in it for that bling.'' He rapped

Wartortle turned to Alolan Ninetales, knowing that in the end, she'd decide.

Alolan Ninetales furrowed her brows, deep in thought, before smiling. ''I like the name of the Swamp Syndicate. Just like a swamp, we'll absorb everything and stand victorious.'' She declared confidently.

Croagunk nodded. ''I gotta admit, I didn't expect that out of you. That's pretty good naming Yo.''

Wartortle smiled. ''So, who's our first target.''

Alolan Ninetales smirked. ''I have one ready to go... Listen up...''

The howling of the wind covered the rest of the discussion, but the swamp syndicate was officially rolling.

On another part of the Island, far from every distractions and celebrations, two Pokemon were enjoying the full moon together. One happily swimming circles in the clear lake and a pudgy other, simply relaxing on her shell. No words were needed currently as the moonlit lake brought them a sense of completion that simply couldn't fully be described by words.

Soon, the pair stopped ashore, with Lapras gently laying her face on the pudgy sumo's chest in order to rest. Makuhita wrapped his paws against her thick neck while laying his back on her shell.

They stayed like this for a long time, enjoying each other's closeness.

After a while, Lapras was the first to break the silence. ''I wish that moment like these would never end. Just us, the calm sounds of nature and the lovely moonlight... Away from the stress and the drama of the game.'' She said softly, nuzzling into the fighting type's chest.

Makuhita smiled. ''You're far too precious for a game like this... You sure you don't want me to ask the guys to eliminate you so you can go back to a chill, better place?'' He asked jokingly, gently patting her head endearingly.

Lapras rolled her eyes. ''Very funny, Mr Arm Trust. As if you'd want that.'' She said, poking her horn on his stomach playfully.

Both of them giggled for a bit before resuming watching the moon.

''Seriously though, what would you do with a one time wish orb...'' She asked, lifting her gaze to meet Makuhita's, her eyes full of wonder.

Makuhita gazed down at Lapras. There was always something amazingly soothing in the transport Pokemon lovely grey gaze. Under the moonlight, they seemed to glow in a beautiful, mysterious etheral light that rendered them even more mesmerizing. At that moment, Makuhita realized that he had made a grand mistake in ever doubting Lapras's heart of Gold. Her calm disposition resonated perfectly with his chill, go with the flow attitude and she was, rather pretty to look out. The Pudgy Pokemon, realizing all of this very suddenly averted his gaze momentarily, to avoid showing his blushing face to the transport Pokemon.

Once he calmed down enough, trying to avoid the giggling water type's amused smirk, he responded in a rather...unexpectedly poetic way.

''Honestly, I don't know. I already have everything I need. A strong body, few but close friends, a solid job...and...'' He trailed

Lapras tilted her head cutely... ''And...?''

Makuhita gazed back down to Lapras, a gentle, genuine smile on his face. ''I found you... Lapras.'' He finished tenderly.

The water type's heart started beating several beats faster. A declaration like this, for a girl that considered herself to be under the water, just average in terms of looks, was the last thing on her list of potential happenings. But somehow, it felt so right... so good. This pudgy sumo was everything she ever wanted in a potential mate. She needed not a jock, nor an hyper macho Pokemon, nor a 10/10 top 1% Pokemon. She wanted to be understood, respected...loved.. and he looked just about ready to do just that...as she was, of course. She had never been approached like this in her entire life, but now she felt like she understood why. She was meant to meet...him.

Lapras eyes watered a little, her gaze locked on Makuhitas. The world, the game, the wish, the team. Everything vanished completely for the two Pokemon, expect each other. Their noses touched and in a mutual acceptance of their birthing feelings, their eyes closed.

Under the moonlight, far from all of the distractions provided by their situation, hearts and lips became one. The future be damned, right now was their moment.

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Makuhita had a content look on his face. ''That was the most beautiful moment of my life so far...I..I never though a chill guy like me could experience feelings this powerful.

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Lapras was smiling in the confessional...''When coming into this game...i didn't expect to find a kindred soul... I can only hope...that it lasts forever.'' She prayed gently, a sole tear falling from her face.

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Roserade was in the sosei Library, drinking tea in a designated area alongside a lovely books on legendary adventures. She always was fond of reading. The knowledge as well as the escape always did wonders for her. And an escape, she badly needed. The last few days had been hard on the gentle plant. She had seen a Pokemon's face shatter and a vengeful ghost type tear a Pokemon apart. She wasn't used to such violence...
Grotle's departure had also saddened her. It wasn't his fault that a flaming rock had hit him square in the back, and his sudden evolution made him ill prepared to face the challenges of the game. Now, with the prize revealed, she understood that some Pokemon would likely start playing rough. Granted , the prize was at the height of their expectations...and even more, but, She asked herself as she looked out of the window...

''Am I really ready for this?'' She asked out loud, a fornlorn look on her face.

''Well it would be something to discover soon, young one...'' Replied a gentle voice.

Startled, Roserade turned around. Observing her from a corner of the room, a white faced, leaf pelted Pokemon stared at her gently.

Roserade smiled sadly. ''You're Gogoat, aren't you? She asked softly and reverently.''

The Gogoat nodded, slowly walking toward her. ''Indeed it is me. You do not seem very happy though. What's ailing you?'' He asked kindly as he sat next to the rose Pokemon

Roserade lowered her gaze. ''It's just...I wonder if I made the right choice to come here... With the reveal of the wish, I am a pretty sure that some Pokemon will start becoming even more violent and competitive. I am not quite sure If I have my place among them.

Gogoat gently placed a vine on her Shoulder. ''My child, you wouldn't be the only one asking yourself this question. But I can assure you. If you are here, it's because you're meant to be here. Trust your guts and seek your refuge. This is how you'll truly see if you are at your place here.'' He answered kindly before continuing to place his books.

Smiling softly, Roserade kept on drinking her tea, enjoying the quiet, solemn atmosphere of the cafeteria as Gogoat gladly allowed her to stay, knowing how some Pokemon just needed some time with silence in order to put their ideas back on place.

Tapu Koko had went back to his chambers for the night. The reveal of the Wishing orb had went like he had predicted, with everybody on both team speaking almost exclusively about that. The Arrival of Victini was irking him a little. Who did they think he was, he needed not that small little Pipsqueak to teach him how to be a co-host.. and he was also hogging Mesprit's attention...which wasn't to his liking at all.

Speaking of Mesprit, she was in a small cottage near a lake close to the island. She had felt the need to, relocate a bit out of her original host cabin toward a more, comfortable place to spend her days preparing challenges, managing the show and interns.. as well as taking care of a certain someone. She was in a rather good mood, since one of the Pokemon many had requested her to join her show was here. Victini, a former legendary host of a now bygone era. It had taken a lot of persuasion from her brothers and his friends to convince the joyful victory Pokemon to come to her. Well, joyful, it was a mask Victini could still put on from time to time, but Inside, he was hurting. Sensible to that pain, Mesprit had decided to take in the little jokester. It hadn't pleased Tapu Koko, whom Mesprit was fully aware of his crush on almost every female that moves..including herself, but it wasn't about what the rooster guardian wanted, but about what Victini needed. She was sensible for his fate, as the small bunny like Pokemon had went through a lot during his times as an host and after. She wanted to help him.

''Well, here I am, you told me to come see you after we sent the maggots to bed?'' Asked a snarky, cocky voice that made Mesprit shake her head.

''Vivi, what have I told you about the contestants?'' She reproached him gently.

Victini rolled his eyes. ''That they are normal and valid persons and not toys for my amusement'' He drawled...not taking it as seriously as he should

Mesprit sighed. She was going to have to go 'Stern' mesprit. She hated it, but she knew that her work was cut out for her with this one. Sighing softly, she called victini once again.

''What is it Mes-'' He said before his breath caught in his throat. Mesprit was staring at him, her brow furrowed, but that wasn't what was unnerving him the most.

It was her eyes.

Cold, calculating, disapproving eyes. It was like Mesprit was seeing right through him. It was a very off putting feeling for a jokester that was used to either have people laugh with him or wanting him dead.

''Tell me, Victini. Would you really like to be helped and fixed, or I could Twist your emotions completely. You would never be able to know what your feeling and why you're feeling that way.'' She said in such a calm voice that Victini genuinely felt like bolting. How could Mesprit be so calm about essentially killing him psychically.

His eyes went wide, and his mouth dried. Mesprit wasn't the kind, sweet and playful mistress of emotions he knew right now... She genuinely had the power to scramble something vital to him, his emotions... Like a soldier on a mission, she would act if she deemed him unsalvageable. She wasn't to be tested...As such,

''I'm s...sorry Mesprit-sama...I won't do it again.'' He said fearfully, looking down as a sign of respect and submissiveness.

Inside, Mesprit sighed. She really hated putting on that mask. As the master of emotions, she could perfectly control and play on her own emotions. She wasn't nearly as angry as she wanted him to believe, as she knew it was in his nature and he had spent so much time deflecting his problems onto the contestants that she didn't expect him to change right away. However, she knew that for this to work, she would have to dominate him a few times emotionally so he takes this process seriously. And as a master of emotions, she also knew that Victini wanted that as well. Despite his reputation as a womanizer and a lecherous bunny, his emotions about this were far more noble than just bragging about one on one session with the 'Goddess' of emotions. She also was a bit intrigued. What was under all of this, who was the 'real' Victini. She wanted to uncover that as well. Anyhow, she felt that she had scared the bunny enough, so she relaxed his features and her eyes stopped glowing. She could almost feel the relief filling the fire type's body.

''Good, as long as you understand. And also, remove the -sama. I am just Mesprit, Vivi.'' She said kindly, a soft amused smile on her face.

Victini's eyes widened. How was she already back to being the kind, lovely Mesprit they all knew after threatening his life literally a few seconds ago...

Anyhow, the fire type fluttered down next to her and layed on the patio. ''It's a beautiful moonlight tonight isn't it?'' He murmured forlornly.

Mesprit smiled and looked up as well. ''Yes indeed. The way it reflects on the lake reminds me of Lake verity.''

Both Legendaries stared at the moon, and that simple fact actually surprised Mesprit. Normally, in such occasion, she expected Victini to come up with a pick up remark, after all, from what she had garnered from Mew's ex girlfriend, that's how he had gotten Jirachi. However, she could feel that right now, it wasn't love or seduction that was reighning on Victini's mind.

It was pain.

Victini sighed. ''I might essentially be Sun energy in a tiny ball of bunny awesomeness, The Moonlight feels like X ray. It goes right through me, it always force me to reflect on my few victories, and my many, many failures...'' He said softly as a tear softly rolled out of his eyes.

Mesprit understood Victini in that regard. The night often brought that reflective, introspective feeling. As one's energy lowered due to the lack of light, a mood propice to retrospection was created. That's why Mesprit wanted to conduct those session at night, where the sun's energy and the literal Island of Power wouldn't affect their time together.

''You're safe to pour your heart here with me, Vivi. That's why you're here. During the day, we can check your progress by how you handle our young Co-host and the contestant themselves...'' She said happily.

Victini smiled. ''TPIs are almost part of my identity...i..i'm really grateful for this Mesprit... When Arceus forbade me to take part in another TPI after the fiasco of my last season, I..I thought that my life would be over.'' He recalled with difficulty, emotional pain giving him a painful heartburn.

The psychic type gently took his paws and rubbed it, calming the bunny down.

''Thanks for that...'' thanked the grateful fire type.

Both legendary Pokemon kept on talking for a little while before Victini bid Mesprit goodbye for the night. The Victory Pokemon left to go back to his room in the Intern estate, located on an island south of the Main Sosei Island.

Mesprit smiled. That was going to be an interesting thing to look forward to. In the last five months, Victini had made a lot of Progress. So much so that Arceus had decided to allow him to help Koko learn the ropes. She was happy to see that being around a TPI environment helped him recover a lot more.

Speaking of recovering, Mesprit closed her eyes. There was something she had received yesterday that really thrilled her. A partnership offer to show off the collections of her Celebi friend, Fuyuko. She had just finished making this line of dress and head wear and wanted a place to showcase it. Mesprit, who didn't have the occasion to dress up often, had decided to give her a hand. The few packages were sheduled to arrive tonight... and

right on cue,

A large Pelliper came down holding a box. This Pelipper was shiny and far larger than most Pelliper.

''Origin Deliveries for Lady Mesprit... Comes from Fuyuko the Celebi.'' Announced the large pelican as he roosted near the estate.

Mesprit smiled. ''I see you are still doing well, Francis.''

The Pelipper smiled. ''Indeed, Lady Mesprit, Origin Deliveries makes it a motto to maintain fast deliveries for legendary and remote Pokemon all over the regions. They take good care of me.'' He said as he apposed his wingtip to the companies logbook, sign that the package had arrived.

Mesprit nodded. ''Is Fuyuko good? I need to see her someday.'' She inquired as she inspected the box, a pleased look on her face.

Pelipper smiled. ''Lady Fuyuko is as busy as ever, but she did seem well enough. She's working like a frenzy since you accepted that offer.''

The emotion Pokemon giggled lightly. ''I'll have to ask her not to overdo it, Fuyuko can be such an overachiever sometimes.''

The Pelipper joined her in laughter. ''If I see her again i'll tell her on your behalf. I must be on my way now. May Arceus be with you.'' He saluted reverently before he took off, quickly disappearing into the night.

Mesprit waved. ''Safe Travels, blessed one.'' She replied before looking with shining eyes at the content of the boxes.

''I think they are in for quite the surprise...Fuyuko is a gifted designer. I know one fox that's going to be reminded that divine beauty will always reign supreme. Petty? Yes! But I do not care right now...'' She rationalized coquettishly.

The following morning, Both Zacians and Zamazentas got up a bit late. The two host, merciful after the night's intense announcements and showings, had decided against giving them a challenge. Today after all made one week since they came to the island. It was an occasion to celebrate and to destress a little. Tapu Koko also owed the contestants their fanmail, for those who had them. The thunder Tapu had quietly made its way to the dock, watching the calm water reflect the morning sun in a beautiful shine and sighed. It was an odd thing but the Guardian was missing his island of Mele Mele and its Pokemon. Being the co-host of a show was a lot of work. Between training interns, making sure challenges locations are kept in pristine conditions for the inevitable coming of the teams, making sure that interns and show facilities are well handled and cleaned up after the challengers had passed, doing pays, handling fanmail. (An activity he had learned to absolutely love btw), and watching the finished product of the episode and making the touches along with the production team before they send it onto the producing HQ where it would be diffused for the world to see. It was work, and that was without considering that he had to handle the contestants as well, including an annoying little beaver that seemed hellbent on making him lose his mind. He did wonder why he would do that. Normally, due to his fickle and misunderstood playful nature, normal Pokemon tended to avoid him. But here he was, boldly chiding him continuously like he wasn't afraid. It didn't make sense to him. Why was he here? Anyway, the Electric type smiled at the memory of Mesprit asking him to join. Sure, working with such a beautiful host would be fun, and she was pretty as all hell, but the electric type was more happy to see more of the world and more of the Pokemon of his island. it was deeply enriching for him.

''Today will be interesting to say the least. So many pretty girls will be present. I am sure they are not ready for what's coming today!'' He said excitedly as he activated electric surge, pirouetting in the air with glee.

Sneasel woke up and left the barrack early, going around the island in a morning jog. They had won yesterday, and he had his Laurier crown back on his head...like it rightfully belonged. As he dodged trees and branches as he ran, the fact that he had ordered to attack the other team started haunting him. Gritting his teeth, his claws turned into a Night Slash, and he started slashing bushes and smaller trees out of his way. It didn't sit well with him, and the dissaproving stare Riolu had given him unnerved him even more.

''Grahhh! Stop judging me!'' He shouted in anger as he broke multiple trees with night slash and Brick Break.

He kept going for a while before stopping.

''Deep breath Sneasel...deep breaths... You have to get ahold of yourself. As a leader, you have to take decision that goes against your moral code to win...the goal is to win... They'll understand in time...'' He said to himself softly, gradually regaining his composure.

He then started once again to jog back to camp, trying to forget the bitter taste still present in his mouth.

Falinks were on the beach, training with his phalanx. It was still a shock to him and his minions... The Prize was a wish... A litteral wish from the Gods themselves. Such a thing had never been heard at all in the history of his city state. But know, they knew that they needed to have it. No matter how they got it. After all, even though their martial values were basically beaten into them, they had been trained to use subterfuge and force alike to get what they wanted. Now this falinks was all about might, so if they wanted to win this Island of Power, they needed to be stronger and tougher than anyone.

''Come on Maggots! We have to be stronger. 500 more no retreats, or we have no food today!''

000

Falinks stared darkly at the camera. ''We have to win this, for the glory of the Gods and our city state! LEGIO EXPEDITA!''

000

Scyther was in another part of the forest, cutting and hacking at makeshift mannequins he had made himself. As a knight of Galar, the glory of bringing such a relic would certainly bring him much fame and celebrity. Despite it being against the knightly values of poorness and humility, Scyther couldn't help but appreciate the chance at celebrity such a prize offered. spearing another mannequin, he said the following. ''Just like I rend these mannequins, I shall rend all my foes to bring back the relic.''

''Now where is that fucking dickless blue jackal?'' A hungry looking dragon type growled, walking heavily like a soldier on patrol.

Said blue jackal pup was hiding under the sand. It had been happening everyday now. Every time he had vanished to train on the beach, the dragon girl had been here, ready to pounce on him at a moment notice. Every time he had managed to get the upper hand, but the girl was getting there. A part of him was annoyed that his solitude was broken..but another one was relishing the challenge. She was keeping him on his toes, and he liked that. However, a read of her aura was enough to throw him off however. He didn't know what she wanted from him. Part of him didn't care, but another part of him was very eager to find out why she was after him.

For now though, he had also another nagging thought. The creation of the wishing orb had been a huge surprise to him. However, the more he thought about it, the less interested by the prize he found himself to be. He had joined this game to further himself...and that's what he'd focus on.

''I'm just going to keep going, keep getting stronger. That's what I should do...'' He muttered... just loud enough to trigger her attack.

''FOUND YOU! GRAHHH!'' She roared, her form clad in blue as she charged him

Riolu smiled as his form glowed green before being cloaked in a blue energy dragon head.

''WHAT THE F...'' Roared Fraxure as she witnessed Riolu charging her with his own Dragon Rush.

''I got that one just for you girl, now bring it on!'' taunted the jackal pup as they clashed.

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Fraxure growled. ''The Prize? Fuck the prize. I want his head now!''

000

Mesprit looked at her reflection on the lake. It was a bit unortodox to be dressed, but she found herself absolutely ravishing. She giggled. ''Fuyuko was right. This fits me far more than what I expected. Better get ready for today. I believe the contestants will be rather shocked.'' She purred before calling Tapu Koko on her tablet.

''Yes Mes?'' Replied the electric type tapu.

''Everything's ready for today?'' She asked sweetly

Tapu Koko noted her happy mood. ''Yes dear, everything is ready. You sound really happy though. What happened?''

Mesprit giggled again. ''I got something really good last night. That's all you need to know.''

She could hear Tapu Koko sight. ''That the reason you ain't on video call right now?'' He asked, pexplexed by the emotion's Pokemon cute yet uncharacteristic behavior.

Mesprit smirked. ''Trust me, you are not ready. Neither is anyone. Call everyone to breakfast before heading to the dock'' She said cryptically before closing the phone.

She smiled, stretching. ''Well, to prepare my entrance...'' she said before vanishing in her cottage.

Tapu Koko took the hyper Mega Phone and shouted into it. ''Alright contestants, head to the Sosei hall to eat before coming to the docks! He shouted.

This act had the effect of waking up the last few asleep contestants...in such, a very drowsy Monkey almost jumped through the ceiling.

''Owowow...damn...'' He groaned before realizing that a Lopunny morph was gently snoring, her back laying on the wall near the door of his room. With the sunray piercing his room and slightly illuminating her face, she looked amazing enough that the half asleep Monkey simply stared. Said Lopunny morph opened her eyes slowly, a soft smile on her face...and the first thing she saw was Monferno staring deep onto her eyes, looking half asleep and positively adorable. Ever ravenous, Haunter smiled and gently kissed Monferno on the lips, kiss in which he completely induldged in until he suddenly woke up. Realizing the soft, amazing tingle running in all around his body, he realized what he was doing and jumped again, this time almost hitting the ceiling. Thankfully however, Haunter stopped the hit using psychic.

Completely flustered, Monferno, redder than he tought he could ever be, stuttered...''Whh...what are you doing? I thought you said that we had to keep this under wraps?'' He stuttered helplessly before haunter caught his face again and this time kissed him deeply, completely stunning him and calming him down. When she released him, she licked her lips, signifying that she had absorbed Monferno's confusion and flusterance.

''Thanks for the meal by the way...And nobody saw it, so what's the hurt? You can't tell me you didn't like it...'' She teased him, making the Monferno look away.
''It's cheating and you know it...I can't deny how much i like it...'' He said, pouting cutely.

Haunter laughed heartily, feeling those warm tingles filling her again. ''Anyway, let's go Leader. We have to catch breakfast..and contrarily to me, You actually need food to survive. If you don't i'll possess you and you'll have to rush anyway!'' She jokingly threatened as she left his room, leaving a off putted but smiling Monferno in his room.

000

Monferno was smiling in the camera. ''Honestly, who needs a wishing orb when you have everything you ever wanted already?''

000

Haunter in her Lopunny morph was also smiling in the camera. ''I..I just can't control myself when he's around. So cute..so much positivity... I want MORE.'' She ravenously dreamed as the camera frosted and staticed.

000

The rest of the teams all gathered in the Sosei hall for breakfast.

Upon arriving into the hall, a certain beaver whistled. ''Damn, Chef Throh sure outdid himself. I wonder what's the occasion?''

Wartortle chortled. ''Well at least that good for nothing else chef has to do good by his one skill...'' He said arrogantly as he passed a possesive hand in Alolan Ninetales's fur.

Said Ice fox purred. She didn't mind his display of affection much on public. After all, they needed to think that she was just a slutty fox in order for her schemes to go unnoticed. So she gratified Wartortle with a barely legal lick on his cheek, which she enjoyed watching the jealous eyes of most males in the room.

Wartortle smiled meanly. He didn't know what and how he had landed THE hottest chick on the Island, but he wasn't complaining.

Behind him, Croagunk was smiling, thinking how sad it was for Wartortle.

000

Croagunk was chuckling in the confessional. ''I want to warn da turtle so bad. But I can't help but wanting to see up to where he's going to bury himself before he realizes...I feel so bad for him, he's being spinned like a Lotad...''

000

The two Leaders eyes met as they got in line to get their food. Sneasel sporting the laurier crown arrogantly with a smug look on his face that infuriated the Monkey.

''You look like you have something to say, you uncultured primate.'' Sneasel bit first. It was juvenile, it was puerile...but it felt far too good not to do. He Knew the Pokemon would bite back.

He was right.

''You shitty aristocrat. You think that you can win if you don't have your goons shooting us down?'' He asked, baring his fangs.

Sneasel smiled meanily, observing his claws in a very condescending manner. ''You grip on your team isn't good enough. You should have been able to protect your teammate.'' He said nonchalantly as he grabbed a sausage and ate it straight in Monferno's face.

Monferno's tail flame started to burn brighter. ''You startin' something? I can still murder you right here and now!'' He said darkly.

Makuhita, who was eating on top of Lapras's shell sighed. ''Coming back love, gotta calm down our Mokey Mokey leader.'' He said, chuckling a bit.

Lapras watched him tenderly. ''Be careful though...'' She muttered softly.

Makuhita summoned a small wave and drenched both leaders. ''Whew...look at all that smoke coming out of y'all. Don't you think its a bit early for all that smoke?'' He asked sternly, making both leader understand that they had to let it go.

Both Leader turned away in a huff and went back to their team. The Lopunny morph smiled appreciatively to the Pudgy sumo.

Makuhita looked back slightly suspiciously, but even he had to admit that the specter hadn't done anything since the first challenge to warrant his distaste...so he returned the smile cautiously, signaling that it was nothing.

Sneasel went back to his team and saw Riolu smile at him moquingly. ''You have something to say?'' He asked the jackal pup who smiled wider.

''Yeah! One more think like this and you're eating an aura sphere!'' He said, closing his eye.

Sneasel snorted. ''You wouldn't dare!'' he challenged the jackal pup.

Metang would have smiled if he had a mouth. ''There is less than 2% that Riolu actually goes through with it...''

Riolu smirked. He tapped Sneasel's shoulder.

''Yeah?'' He asked before his eyes widened.

The next thing the island saw was a blue explosion and a distressed furret flying through the air. The rest of the Zacian laughed.

Riolu smiled. ''He has to remember that I am watching him. Let your leader think he has too much sway and he walks all over you!'' He explained as the dark type Landed right in front of them.

Sneasel growled...''Why yoouuuu!''

Eiscue interposed him between the two of them. ''Enough! Sneasel, calm down. You needed to be brought back to earth... stop.'' He explained before Sneasel finally decided to drop it.

''Yeah...y'all right. My bad.''He halfheartedly apologized.

Riolu smirked and went back to his corner, snacking on a lone sitrus berry.

A pair of red eyes were staring at him, watching with a mix of lust and admiration.

The breakfast happened with out much more incidents, the atmosphere gradually returning to be friendly, despite the relative back felt tension.

The two teams then headed to the docs, where a happy Tapu Koko with letters was waiting for them.

''You took some time coming here, I would have said that i'd fall asleep, but my Electric surge kind of stops me from snoozing.'' He said, pirouetting in the air.

Bidoof smiled. ''You think so? You'd have to be pretty dumb to forget your ability...'' he commented, making a few contestant chuckle.

Tapu Koko however didn't even blink. ''That's rich, coming from one of the dumbest Pokemon created by Arceus...'' He retorted, making some contestand gasp in surprise as other chuckled helplessly.

Bidoof smile widened. It was on. ''By Golly, the manchild has learned bite back? I thought you were stuck with your starting moveset...''

Tapu Koko started moving from side to side competitively. Today was the day he would have the last word. ''Yeah, stuck with Thunder , dazzling Gleam, Swagger and Rising Voltage. I could be stuck forever with that moveset and still outrank you in every way'' He said, smiling broadly. This return sparked some interesting commentary between the dishbattle.

Bidoof smiled. ''Yo Croagunk, bring the beat, imma roast this fool!'' He drawled, making Croagunk eye widen and his head start bobbing. You got it brotha. '' he said as he started a beat box.

Bidoof head's started bobbing go and fro to the beat. ''Yeah, yeah, yeah, so manchild, think you can handle me? You got nothing on this normal type yo, bury you six feet underground is what i'll do if you don't back out bro!''

Tapu Koko cried out. ''Six feet underground? You wouldn't even be able to bury that deep. All you'd do is cry yourself to sleep. Weakest normal type of the sinooh region and you tryna come at me, sheep? Go back to sleep before your soul I reap.''

Bidoof kept going. ''In my sleep I swept ni**as, with my simple ability I stand over entire worlds brotha, what can you even do in front of Groudon shotta, I can lift him now outta the way before I send you to your motha.''

Tapu Koko smirked. ''You have some ball talking about my mama, she would judgement you outta the world lil fella, but she dont even need to do that ni**a, A single bolt will send you six feet unda...''

Bidoof had to admit that he was having fun. ''Reusing my own bars brotha? Surely you have more than that killa, Show me that Tapu Flow ni**a or imma rollout you out of the way fella''

Tapu Koko smirked. ''Sure lil fella, two tooth in your mouth, think you'll all that. I'm changing the flow, get the melody, You better keep up little twat. Melody me something brotha, or i'll twinkle tackle outta the island, sucka.''

Bidoof opened his mouth to answer before they both were crashed to the ground by a psychic force.

Croagunk stopped the beat, fearful of being hit by that same psychic force. Thankfully, whoever was punishing it didn't mind him.

Up in the hall of Origin, Arceus was chuckling. ''This was getting so dumb I had to stop it...But it was funny...''

Giratina smirked. ''I haven't seen you this amused since Mew and Victini...'' He commented as he coiled around his wife.

The Goddess smirked. ''The mix of legends and Mortals always bring interesting things to the table. But even them have to remember that we exist...'' She said as she gently layed her eyes on her husband's chest.

Back on Sosei island, Tapu Koko and Bidoof had quickly recovered. Tapu Koko was gently...reminded that he had fanmail to distribute. And Bidoof was warned to be careful about who he claimed to defeat..which left him confused as of who was talking to him.

Anyhow, Sneasel, Monferno, Lapras, Haunter and Alolan Ninetales got fanmail, with the latter receiving a lot of them.

Bidoof couldn't help to poke at Tapu Koko again. ''Whaaa...you didn't receive any fanmail?''

The Electric type smiled carnivorously, summoning a letter. ''I have a few, more than a certain good for nothing beaver, Don't you think?'' He said triumphally.

This time bidoof had to concede...Tapu was right... He lowered his gaze shamefully and the catharsis that Tapu Koko felt upon seeing that look made him ectasic.

Sneasel smiled upon reading his fanmail..before he realized something. ''Yo Koko. Where's Mesprit? We haven't seen her all day today...'' He commented.

''Ayo that's true. Ain't she the host of this show?'' Asked a grooving Croagunk

''That is pretty unusual. Is she sick? I can make her some tea if she needs...'' Offered the ever kind Roserade.

Alolan Ninetales had another theory. ''Maybe she realized that she couldn't make an impact and left to wallow on her lack of beauty?'' She said, stretching suggestively in front of everyone.''

''Damn...'' muttered Wartortle, completely transfixed

''I...I need to cover myself...'' Muttered a completely ashamed Luxio, who despite his words couldn't stop staring.

''Fuck..i know what she doing...but I can't deny her appeal...'' Growled a shameful Croagunk...

Monferno's tail started wagging slowly before his attention was brought to a slightly frowning Lopunny morph who had slightly coughed to attract his attention.

Monferno gave her a sheepish look, genuinely sorry.

Makuhita rolled his eyes, gently laying his face on a blushing Lapras's neck.

Even Tapu Koko had to cough loudly to snap out of his nosebleed induced stupor. ''Er-hem, I don't know where she is. But she isn't sick...don't worry...''

A light, pure hearted chuckle resonated in the air. ''I will forgive your slight, Ice Fox, only because I am in a good mood today. It would be a shame if I were to rob you of your emotions...wouldn't it? Beside, you might have some appeal, nobody can resist both maturity, good taste and good looks, as you're about to witness...'' The voice said as a light breeze stirred up, temporarily kicking up sparkling dust in the air and impairing the contestant's vision.

** Music suggestion - Pokemon Soul Silver - Kimono Girl ritual dance OST **

As the dust settled, the contestants were greeted by the smiling, smug face of Mesprit, as she gently floated down, like a mystery apparition from the heavens. Light was shining all around her, giving her an aura of holiness that looked absolutely mystifying. Mesprit herself was very different. On top of her head, a cream rope tiara was circling her head, meshing amazingly with her forehead jewel who was gently glowing red, catching the sunlight and augmenting her already mystical appearance. On her head feelers, lovely sky blue bands where slightly shining, placed midway on said feelers. The sky blue bands were contrasting stylishly with her own greyish blue skin and such blue contrast was augmented by the fine light blue brodery present on her scarlet dress and shirt. Speaking of said scarlet shirt and Dress. They seemed to be made out of heaven's material. A tissue so light, yet warm. Looking so fragile, yet sturdy. A scarlet color contrasting amazingly with Mesprit's smug, superior golden gaze. Her twin tails floating freely form under her dress, going to and fro with the wind as the gems on them lighted up slightly. The fine brodery present on top and the bottom of her dress complement the outfit mesmerizingly. A small flower on the back corner, a mark from the designer, completed the outfit.

Tapu Koko actually went to the ground, staring dumbly at Mesprit. He had never been notified of this... He wasn't ready...and thinking of That hot fox as beautiful felt so pueril, so immature when he gaze up at Mesprit. He realized...that if the blizzard fox was hot, Mesprit was simply...

''Beautiful...'' Breathlessly muttered Sneasel. He had been prepared for many things on his short life...but a legendary Pokemon dressing up in what seemed to be the garb from heaven...he was not ready. He was not worthy. The Sharp Claw Pokemon felt his knee buckle, as he kneeled in front of such beauty, such grace.

His action was followed by many other Pokemon, utterly transfixed by the Host.

Roserade smiled. ''Now this..is the exemple girls should stride to.'' She said approvingly.

Monferno, for the second time, stared. but this time, Haunter let him be. She had to admit that Mesprit looked really Good, and in her quality of Legendary Pokemon, her beauty was understandingly above everything she could ever be. She couldn't fault her err...boyfriend for staring.

Croagunk, ever one to speak his mind smirked. ''Now that's what I call a hot chick! Sorry shawty...but that's what true beauty looks like.'' He whispered to Alolan Ninetales.

Said Alolan Ninetales bared her teeth. She wanted to be angry, she wanted to keep that seed of seduction alive... but when her gaze crossed Mesprit's everything dissapeared for a moment. That wasn't a legendary Pokemon watching down smugly on her. It was a Goddess putting her in her place. Mesprit smirked, and purposely unlocked the shame Alolan Ninetales was desesperately holding back. She made her feel it in full. Without saying a single word, just by overpowering her mind with her gaze, she made her understand that her beauty was only fleeting, when her beauty was inspiring awe and respect. Alolan Ninetales wanted nothing more to vanish. Mesprit's smile now seemed to be hot lashes that mercilessly pummeled her for being so smug, so proud of her own beauty. She needed to get away from them..but found herself unable to, as her true feelings came out. She too, found Mesprit beautiful, far more beautiful that her hot outside, but ugly inside self. And it was her admiration that kept her from leaving.

Mesprit was enjoying this. She knew that Fuyuko was a gifted designer and that she would do an amazing job enchancing her already not negligible beauty. She hadn't realized just how much more beautiful she would be with her clothes on. However, as much as she could have kept them in that state of utter reverance and adoration, they had a schedule.

''Alright, enough.'' She said with a deep, rich voice that made most of contestant melt. She could tell that if she kept going, the impact of her voice and her looks would make their mind melt and they wouldn't be able to properly interact with her. Laughing slightly, she nodded and Latias, who had helped Mesprit with her entrance while being out of the way released a mist ball who drizzled the area, snapping the contestant from their admiration induced stupor.

''By Golly...what..was that?'' asked a still reeling Bidoof.

Metang answered. ''You were all under a trance due to Mesprit's appeareance. Amazingly, your brainwave were almost flatlined... There was less than a 1% chance that it happend. Its amazing that she can still instill such a reaction at her age...'' He said with his monotone voice..but the hint of amusement was there.

Mesprit stared coldly at him and Metang stared right back, insolently. Mesprit smiled and her eyes glowed yellow.

Suddenly, Metang felt a very foreign emotion slowly taking over his memory bank.

Mesprit purred. ''What's wrong Metang? Somethings on your mind? What's that 'folder' that suddenly appeared on your circuits?''

Metang started to Panic. ''Folder cannot be read. Data not found...'' he noted as his brain tried to describe the unnatural feeling.

Sneasel saw the smoke coming out of his friend and used blizzard to cool him off...

Mesprit eyes stopped glowing. ''Even if he wants to act as a computer, I can see right through him...'' She said smugly before pirouetting coquettishly in the air.

From afar, hidden from everyone's view, a small white furred bunny was staring with a nosebleed. He wasn't ready for this. He had heard rumors about Mesprit's tendency to dress up for a certain celebi designer called Fuyuko... but he had never seen it. He had never cared back then, since Fuyuko was a Celebi, and celebis had always had his distrust after what one had done to Mew in college and beyond. But now he had to admit that his Therapist was far hotter than anything Jirachi had been. He also realized that this is what he wanted now...no more hot females...but thoughtful, beautiful, lovely females...like Mesprit...
He blushed. This was a problem. Mesprit was his therapist. She wasn't supposed to be attractive in his eyes. But he couldn't deny her allure.

However, this wasn't his biggest problem and he knew it. He remembered how he felt about his best friends current engagement...and lowered his head shamefully. Mesprit could pull out his honest feelings with surprising ease...and what he truly felt about his best friend's engagement...was less than holy. A bit ashamed by this realization, and with one last look at the enrapturing Emotion Godess, the embodyment of victory returned to his room in the intern compound.

Once the contestant had settled down from Mesprit's apparition, Tapu Koko spurred those recipient of fanmail to open them. Sneasel, ever the forerunner, opened his mail first.

''Hey Sneasel, I am soooo rooting for you to win. I Like how dark and driven you are. Keep going.'' The sharp claw Pokemon narrowed his eyes at the last bit of paragraph had fine print on it. Asking or a magnifying glass, which was graciously given to by the electric guardian, Sneasel saw what the text was meant to reveal. ''Beware of Alolan Ninetales...''

Sneasel chuckled and put the letter away. His gaze hardened as he looked to the horizon. ''Don't worry...I'll be just fine...'' He muttered darkly

Monferno opened his own Fanmail, with his entire team watching it huddled around him.

''Monferno! My boy! We are all proud of you back home! You can burn through that competition any time you want. Go be the best chimp you can be!, Your Mother and the chimp family... PS: Don't lose to that Sneasel!''

''What a lovely family you have...'' Cooed Roserade as Monferno felt a few tears leave his eyes. That was indeed just like his mother to send him such a letter.

Falinks smiled approvingly. ''Support from the homeland is always sure to give a boost to the frontline fighters!''

A bit removed from the Group, Makuhita opened Lapras's fanmail before trying to hop off her back to give her some privacy but the gentle transport Pokemon stopped him with a flipper.

''It's okay Maku, you can stay.'' She said gently

''If you say so, love..'' Makuhita replied, taking a comfortable position on her shell.

They both read their fanmail who read as follows. ''Lapras, congratulations on surviving the first few days here. We at the transport Company are rooting for you. We saw that a certain Makuhita was already talking to you. We hope that you are lucky and that you landed him. He looks nice. Sally will take yo8ur post during your absence, we believe in you. Be the gentle wave that will transport everything and good luck!'' The letter said.

''Seems that they saw us coming from a while away , eh Lapras?'' Chuckled the Pudgy sumo.

Lapras smiled. ''Hrrmm hmm. I know a few Laprases that would squeal seeing us. I'm truly lucky to have you... She said as she leaned down to kiss Makuhita, who indulged in it shamelessly.

''Arceus...I love you...'' Muttered the fighting type tenderly as they kept making out.

Alolan Ninetales, still utterly ashamed and humbled, didn't even have it in her to open her letters. Watortle picked them up and went to open one for her.

The Blizzard Fox bared her teeth at him. ''If you do that, i'll bite your dick off...'' She venomously threatened.

Wartortle flinched with fear and let the letter be.

Bidoof chuckled. ''You are so whipped, chum.'' He mocked with passion.

Wartortle grit his teeth. ''You wanna come to my face and say that?''

Bidoof walked to him. ''You. Are. Whipped. Chum.'' He said dead in his face, stone cold like stonehendge.

Wartortle left fist glew blue, signaling Focus Punch. ''GRAAAAAAHHHH!'' He shouted as the first made contact to the ground, Bidoof having dodged in a quick attack. The punch cracked the ground.

''Stop moving you little shit! I am going to show you why you don't mess with a turtle gang leader!'' He shouted as he activated Aqua Jet to pursuie him.

Before it could go too far, Tapu Koko quickly arrived in between Bidoof and Wartortle. ''ENOUGH You two! Everyone, to the Sosei Square. The next event will happen there.'' He said before dissapearing in a flash of lighting.

000

Wartortle was seething in the confessional. ''I swear i'll murder that little beaver if he keeps stepping out of line...''

000

Bidoof was smiling. ''Those fools are so easy to trigger, it's almost if they are begging me to fuck them up socially...''

000

As All the Pokemon arrived in the Sosei square, they were greeted by some peculiar view. The area was set up like a festival. There was food around the area, a gigantic bonfire was set up for the nightfall. there was also a lantern gallery above their head. And more importantly, there was a gigantic stage set up.

Dunsparce looked at the apparitus fearfully. ''That must be the challenge...look at all of this set up...''She said with a very small voice.

Scyther looked at the set up with very distustful eyes. ''I am not sure why...but this looks very suspect.''

Sneasel crossed his arms. ''A stage and festival supplies. I am fairly certain that this will be a surprise challenge. No Matter. We shall win anyway!'' He confidently declared

The fire Monkey snorted. ''I wouldn't count on that if I were you, Aristocrat. That Laurier crown belong in my head.'' He said competitively.

Riolu and Haunter shared a look. It was going to happen sooner and later. They both nodded to each other.

** Music suggestion - Fire Force OST Season 2 - Joker **

Sneasel snarled at the Monkey's impertinance. ''I've been wanting to put you back under my feet where you belong, Monkey!''

Monferno's tail burned more competitively. ''My tail's been twitching, Aristocrat. You wanna Go?''

Sneasel unsheated his claws and created a longsword out of ice and covered it with dark energy.

The fire fighting smiled, reaching at his neck fur and pulling out ... nunchakus?

The Lopunny morph sweatdropped. ''Where in Arceus's name did you pull that out from?'' She asked dubiously.

Monferno grinned. ''No moves, just martial arts. Let's see what you got!'' challenged the eager Monkey Pokemon before pouncing on the Zacian leader.

Said Zacian leader Side stepped efficiently before launching a trust toward the Fire type.

Monferno dodged the trust with a savant twist of his body in midair before moving his nunchsaku like a flail and giving a few swats at Sneasel.

One bob, one side step and a crouch later, sneasel was out of the way. In a beautiful mastery of footwork and elegance, an arching swing of his Dark Ice blade caught Sneasel square in the midsection.

Said hit sent the Monkey Pokemon crashing to the ground, hard.

''Is that all you've got after all this talking, Monferno? Surely you have more than that in you...'' taunted the Dark type.

''Isn't he going a bit too far?'' Asked a fearful Luxio to a equally shaken Eiscue.

''I..I am ont sure...'' replied the off putted Ice type

''MONFERNO!'' Shouted Worriedly the Lopunny Morph.

''You okay dude?''Shouted an equally worried Makuhita

Monferno got up, gently wiping his mouth. ''Hah, this is nothing. I can take far more than this. In fact, here's the payback!'' He said as he dissapeared in a burst of speed.

The second after, Sneasel received three Blows. One to the head which disoeriented him, the second on his weapon hand, and the third in his midsection, which caused him to fly backwards, landing a few meters back, flat on his back,

The entire crowd gasped. This was some high level fighting.

Sneasel got up and stared at Monferno with obvious hatred. Hatred sent right back at him, as they put away their weapons. It was clear. The next clash would be with moves.

Monferno's right paw burst into flame as a circular ball of fire circled on his paw.

Sneasel's left paw glowed purple, with the caractheristic electric dark energy signaling a night slash.

At the same time, they burst toward each other.

''SNEAAAASEELLL!'' Shouted Monferno as he launched himself

''MOONFERRRNOOOO!'' Shouted Sneasel

Before their clash would conclude however...

A shockwave suddenly formed in between them and pushed both Pokemon back violently.

Mesprit then appeared suddenly in between them, looking every bit of as regal as she did previously. But her stare was colder than Ice.

Her overall appeareance now was of a wrathful Goddess. ''Boys, do you know what today is supposed to be?''

She asked with a sweet voice. Said sweet voice made the two Team Leaders sweat more than if they were caught by their mothers doing bad things...

It was terrifying.

Sneasel...ever defiant...dared to respond. ''N..No? But we must have a challenge coming... right?''

Mesprit laughed. But it was such a condescending laugh that Sneasel genuinely felt like he was less than scum in her eyes at that moment.

Turning to Monferno, she stared at him, daring him to respond. Her eyes glowed.

Monferno came to feel this irrational, irresistible fear of Mesprit. so much that his overall color came closer to white than his usual orange. Completely terrified and unwiling to incur Mesprit's wrath... Monferno did the right thing to do. He lowered his head in complete and utter submission.

She condescedingly watched over to the crowd, dissaproving of them approving that scuffle between leaders. No one dared barb back, not even Metang, who despite his desire to retort, knew better...this time. They all obediently stared at the ground, unwilling and unable to hold Mesprit's frigid stare. They all felt a little shame for their action...shame now amplifyed many times over by Mesprit. They all understood now. They all felt it now. If Mesprit wanted them to feel something, they would. If they felt that they shouldn't have done something in front of her, she would make them feel every single inch of it. They understood that they were at the mercy of a Playful but beyond powerful Goddess that looked good too.

Mesprit inwardly knew that things like that would break out all the time. And people liked watching that. But today, was not supposed to be a day of scuffle. How could they interpret all that the host and the intern had prepared as just another challenge? Sometime, lambs needed to be guided toward the right disposition, obviously. So she would provide that as their host. She needed to have the contestant fear her a little to strenghten her grip on them. So she let them wallow in that uncomfortable silence for a few more minutes before releasing her power and allowing herself to smile.

''Today is supposed to be an occasion to celebrate. You have survived 1 whole week here on Sosei Island and you had the priviledge to see the creation of the very first wishing orb. You, among all Pokemon have also been blessed to see entities entire eons came and went without even glimpsing at it. You are far more priviledged than a lot of Pokemon here. Reflect on that as you celebrate. I have a great friend of mine coming on, as well as one of the most prestigious alumni these type of shows have ever had the pleasure to have. As a matter of fact, I can hear her. right now...''

Bidoof arched a brow. ''Hear?''

Croagunk's head started bobbing up and down. ''Ayo, none of y'all hear that beat?'' He said as he started to vibe

Luxio's ears also started twitching. ''It's faint..but it's getting louder...''

Hattrem also started to perk up, followed by her Yamask Friend. ''It's getting louder...but somehow...I...I do not find it unpleasent...''

Mesprit smiled, the guest had picked up the clue. She knew her so well. Soon, all of the emotion she had stirred would vanish.

Somewhere on the Island, a certain forlorn embodiment of victory's ears perked up. This could not be. This could not be her. It shouldn't be her. Why was she here? As the feeling got stronger, Victini burst out of his chambers and climbed high up while supressing his energy. As he had a view of the Sosei Square, his eyes narrowed and his little hands balled into fist. That energy...that joy...the joy he had come to envy... She was here. And if She was here...that meant that He wasn't too far behind.

''Why...why have you come here...''

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''Mew''

Back at the Square, Primarina, throh and Gogoat had joined the contestant. It was a odd atmosphere. A very entraining beat was now resonating from somewhere. Etheral, fast, dance inducing. The more musical inclined were already in their little world. However, the more Pragmatic one, like Sneasel was watching left and right, as well as up and down, his body tense like he was expecting an Attack.

Turning to Riolu, he motionned him to come closer.

The Aura jackal approached cautiously. ''What's up leader?''

Sneasel sighed. ''I don't know if its normal. There's a fun melody in the air. I cannot pinpoint its location and our teammates are starting to act strange. heck Croagunk is borderline dancing an archic dance known in the human world as flamenco. Do you feel something strange in the air?'' He asked as his claw unsheated and glew grey, signaling Metal Claw.

Riolu closed his eyes for a bit. Then he felt it. A huge ball of joy that was quickly coming toward them with the intensity of a comet. And that amount of Aura knocked him flat on his rear. That aura...that shape. He knew about it.

''Riolu...Riolu?'' Asked the Zacian leader, more and more concerned.

The Jackal Pup smiled. ''If it makes you feel better. It's not an attack.''

Now Sneasel was even more concerned. Seeing Riolu smile was something even rarer than him looking actually relaxed.

''SNAP OUT OF IT, ALL OF YOU! AN ATTACK IS UNDER WAY...'' He shouted as he seeked to overpower a beat that was getting even louder and more festive.

Mesprit looked upon Sneasel with pity. ''What kind of life have you lived...to consider signing like an attack!''

Using her telepathy, the Goddess of emotion called out to her friend. ''Soothe their soul, lest they keep suffering...'' She asked

''Do not worry, Mes. I know what you want...'' replied the guest in question.

The festive music they heard gently died down, leaving an expectative silence gently glide down.

The atmosphere turned solemn, and oddly, even the hyper vigilent Sneasel, who'se claws had now shifted to his strongest move, Night Slash.

A slow, melodic song now started to echo in the area. A magical interpretation who immediately enchanted all People present. A few Pokemon, like Hattrem, Bidoof and Yamask, as well as Primarina and Tapu Koko immediately grinned with all of their teeth. They had instantly reconized what that song was. Closing their eyes and opening their hearts to the music, they slowly forgot everything else.

Sneasel, still dangerously tense, felt a veil of calm threaten to damper his vigilance, and prepared to night slash his arm in order to remain focused.

The same was said for Scyther, who had his visor down. The knight however looked over to the phalanx leader and his men, but suprisingly, the phalanx was not preparing for combat, but looked rather reverand. Why?

It was then that they heard one of the most beautiful voice ever heard start uttering these lyrics :

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ You, who'se heart is ill, who'se mind is sealed, be free...๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ Currently, nothing else matter, currently, may you feel better...๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ And now, as we gather, Allow me to, decree๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ The power of this har-mony๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

Sneasel's claws had sheated themselves, a sense of pure calm had taken him over with him completely unable to fight against it. At that moment, the sharp claw realized that he didn't want to. He didn't need to.
His cheeks were wet with tears he had never knew he had. It was as if that throught this voice, every worry he could have were taken away from him and flung into the wind.

''What...is this...peace? What is this voice?.. and..why am I crying so fervently?'' Sneasel asked to nobody in particular, confused but relieved. He even felt...happy. Such a soul touching voice. He only had heard rumors about it in the harsh mountains of his home region, but he had never thought it to be true.

Croagunk was transfixed, his eyes closed. He knew his way around music, but this was...simply out of this world.

Many Pokemon seemingly agreed, as Mesprit smiled realizing that the crowd's emotive state was gradually changing from shame, fear and anxiety to happy, relaxed and festive. In her mind, she however wondered, as more and more interns tarted to arrive to witness the arrival of one who possesed such divine voice, where was the white furred little bunny hiding?

Even Fraxure, who'se mind was constantly thinking about experiencing rushes after rushes felt her constantly belluquous mind qwell. She even found herself humming to the music.

The guest smiled. This was exactly what she wanted to bring with her music. To those sad, she wanted to bring joy. To those ill, she wanted to bring relief. To those forlorn, she wanted to bring happiness, to those tense, she wanted to bring calm. To be able to perform here was not only her joy, but her deepest honor.

As she kept signing, she fervently prayed that her music would help soothe the contestants. As she started the refrain, her voice grew even more beautiful as she appeared and started transforming.

The contestants opened their eyes and for the second time that day, stared. A beautiful but petite female creature was dancing in the air, signing the following lyrics

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ Let's sing, let's dance๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ Let's spread to the world๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ The sound of Magic๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

Her green, musical sheet like hair started glowing as the microphone like appendage slid through it like a zipper, each dot present ringing a different note from the chromatic scale before wrapping around her head. Twirling in the air, her dress like mantle slowly transformed into a skirt of sorts as she kept singing

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ Let's sing, let's dance๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ Let's spread to the world๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ The peace of music๐…˜๐…ฅ๐…ฎ

She landed on stage, adding one last twirl as the band magically appeared on the stage, just now revealing themselves to the crowd. The contestant were in absolute awe.

''But...this is...'' Wartortle basically stuttered

Roserade smiled, reminding herself of Gogoat's words the night before. ''Now I am glad I came here...''

Monferno was stunned speechless. ''This got to be a dream...''

Lopunny was next to him, equally speechless. ''How..how is she even here?''

Eiscue's Ice face shattered, leaving Noice face to deal with this revelation. Spoiler alert, the now archaic kantonian had no idea how to respond to that.

Croagunk smiled. ''So that's why eh...Must be hard to be so damn outclassed twice in the same day heh fox?''

Alolan Ninetales eyes were full of tears however. For very different reasons, she also sought inner peace. That divine voice had completely put her bare and looking sideways to Wartortle. She felt bad about what she was doing to him. But she had no choice to. Just this once..her soul longed for genuine love and attention, so she walked toward Wartortle, ignoring Croagunk's jab completely and wrapped her tails around the blue shelled Pokemon as she gratified him with an apologetic lick on his cheek.

The Wartortle, too under the gentle, peaceful voice of Meloetta to put on his macho man mask on, wrapped a paw around Ninetales's head and kissed her cheek, making the fox purr in contentment.

This bewildered many onlookers, but it was understandable. If Mesprit's eyes felt like bistouri knives, able to bring out any emotions she wanted out of the open, Meloetta's voice was like the call of the soul, who brought out the real you no matter how hard you wanted to hide it. Such was the power of music and its ability to bring out deep, buried emotions. And no Pokemon on this realm knew how to bring out its beauty more than the Meloetta. Fun fact though, this meloetta was a bit peculiar.

''Isn't Meloetta species suppose to be light green and white in sing form and white and Orange in dance form? This one is...pink?'' Fraxure noted.

''Yeah, you do know that she's essentially globally reconized as the best performer and signer around right?'' Asked a dubious Bidoof.

Hattem was almost foaming at the mouth. If her species normally hated loud noises, she was an absolute fanatic of Meloetta. Her voice put her mind at ease so easily it had been hard to hook her out of it. The first time she had heard her signing the soothing version of relic song, she had been hooked on it for hours, refusing to even hear anything else but her divine voice for hours. Only the fact that she didn't want to cause a scene allowed her to maintain her composure.

Lapras and Makuhita looked at each other. ''So that's what she was planning all along? That host is equally scary and gifted in the domain of surprising me...'' Lapras noted amusingly.

Makuhita smiled back at his girlfriend. ''Well, that takes care of something good. I like how i can be chill and have the right events at the right time happening for me.'' He said cryptically.

Lapras looked at him with questions in her eyes. ''What could you even mean?''

Makuhita's smile grew wider. ''I was wondering what could be a great first date, something you'd like but that i could surprise you with. A concert together to see that Meloetta? Probably the best thing i could have asked for..'' He explained smugly, making the water type gush, a huge blush on her face.

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Lapras was barely able to watch the camera...''If he continues to be the perfect boyfriend i'm going to ask for the ring way ealier than i though...I love him so DAMN MUCH!''

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Meloetta was back on stage at long last. It felt fitting for her to be there. She had been away for a few months after announcing her engagement. However, when Mesprit had asked her to perform on her Island and considering who her to be husband was, she felt like she could not refuse. And now that she was here, she was happy that she had said yes. The tense atmosphere of the island , she had felt it kilometers before even entering the Island's airspace. But now they were much more receptive, much more at ease, and it was a sight that she never stopped loving to see.

''Good day to you Sosei!'' She energically shouted to the crowd.

Said crowd went crazy and even the contestants had to cheer along, the excitment slowly gaining them as well.

''I hope that you are as happy as I am to come here!'' She continued, twirling across the stage like a ballerina on a mission, capturing everyone's attention.

The crowd replied by the affirmative.

With one look at the band, Meloetta started stepping in place, as a familiar spanish tune started pumping the air.

''Contestant, this is a day to celebrate. Surviving one Week is not an easy feat here, but you did it. Congratulations!''

The intern as well as the two hosts clapped for the contestants, who clapped for each others as well.

Turning to the host, Meloetta also had a word for the behind the scenes. ''For you too, its an achievement. All of the teams who work behind this competition, those small hands and feets making such an event possible. Those who think ' i'm too small to be noticed.' I want you to know that I see you, we all see you and reconize that without you, this competiition, this experience would not be possible. To every interns and workers of this show, as well as our lovely hosts and friends, Tapu koko and Mesprit, I want to say, Arigato...'' She said happily as everyone clapped for the intern and the hosts.

''Now do you want to dance? Meloetta asked as the spanish version of the relic song started to resound in the area. Meloetta started to dance in step with the music, transforming into her pirouette form and leading the contestant to let loose.

Far above everyone's perception, Victini was watching the proceedings with veiled interest. His body and soul desperately wanted to lose themselves in the enrapturing show happening below his feets, but his jealous heart prevented him to go. Look at how she was having fun on stage, leading a celebration like she was born to do so. Looking so happy and positive when her life was all set, with his best friend as groom. He should be happy for his friend. He was able to break the shackle of their college past and go on to be a suprisingly mature Adult. Where did it left him. Bitter, sad and envious, with no obvious alternative...no easy cope out. Just him and his misery. However, for some reason, he couldn't leave. he didn't want to leave such place just yet.

The concert lasted for quite a bit, with Meloetta's singing and dancing leading the way to a very festive environment. Gogoat, Primarina and Throh animated their stands with abandon, making the contestant forget about their worries and their fears for a moment. For exemple, Croagunk got a winning streak on the ball shooting contest animated by throh, beating Monferno, Wartortle, Tapu Koko a few times over. Lapras and Makuhita enjoyed eating and signing along Meloetta's best singles. To everyone, they looked absolutely adorable. Meloetta saw that and smiled, reminding herself of her own special someone. Haunter eyed Monferno, conflicted about what she should do. On one hand, she really wanted to enjoy her time with him... but on the other hand, she didn't want to give away her relationship with the fire monkey. Meloetta realized this too, and decided to give them a small coup de pouce. After all, one thing she had learned was that if Love was genuine, it should be allowed to be showed to the world. Meloetta gently lifted her paw in the air and the music died down. She then turned back into Aria form and walked toward the edge of the stage.

''This next song, is dedicated to the purest emotion that exists... Love. You see; Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things and never faileth. Love is passion, love is commitment, love is enlightenment. Love isn't easy, but love is beautiful. Love can be hidden, but he can always explode for everyone to see. You should not be afraid of love or afraid to love...and my next song, will reflect exactly that truth. '' She said as the melody started. A slow, solemn, lovely melody filled the air, stirring the heart of the Pokemon Present.

"Let the world knows, that what comes unexpected, has caught up with me..." She started singing.

As she started singing, pure emotion seemed to pour out of the melodic voice of the Pokemon performing on stage. Everybody, everything stopped to listen to her.

"I'm only searching for him, The one for whom my heart yearn...

The sky has promised me that my love is written among the stars.."

Meloettas voice was so soothing, so full of warmth and full of passion that many Pokemon present felt tears stain their faces.

It felt as if wounds that they not even aware of were being healed by the only nature of her voice.

Fraxure for exemple was quickly overwhelmed by Meloetta's voice. Tears were falling but she couldn't understand why. Her gaze almost stabbing the singing muse. A part of her desesperately wanted to clad herself in blue and launch herself at the stage to shut her melodious voice up. But she quickly found herself incapable of such action.

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Fraxure was crying in the confessional... "I...i'm n...not...crying. you are!...*sniffle* " she growled at the camera.

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"I have long been wanting him, Oh I desired him, waiting

And just like an hurricane, he has come to me!"

She kept singing as the song picked up in intensity. A beautiful Pink and White Smoke started filling the stage.

The contestants tensed up a little, not understanding why the smoke was filling the stage like this.

"What's that?" Asked Monferno

"I Dont know, but i'll keep you from harm, dear..." Haunter replied as she positionned herself in front of a blushing Monferno.

Luxio's ear perked up. "There's someone else coming on stage!" He said as his already prepped to battle fur stood up and released a burst of electric energy.

"Oy, watch it with the lightning bro!" Shouted an irritated Croagunk.

"Sorry.."

Bidoof ears perked up and his eyes widened. "Wait a minute..I..I reconize that voice..."

Metang actually nodded, an amused glint on his face. "So he's the X factor... How amusing"

Sneasel was looking around. "Anyone can tell me what they are talking about?"

A second voice had joined Meloetta, an equally joyous, passionate but deeper voice. As the smoke receded, the contestant had the surprise of their lives...

"Let the world know, the one I love finally came to me,

And as the world keep spinning forever, so shall my love for him be eternal" Meloetta sang with passion, intense emotion conveyed form her voice.

" Let the world know, with her the sky is the limit,

Just like the heavens are vast, limitless,

Such is my love for her..." sang a slightly deeper voice.

Once the smoke receded, a small, pink, feline like Pokemon was gently holding Meloetta's hands and gazing deeply into her eyes. The love was palpable.

Meloetta almost lost herself in Mew's gaze, all of the emotions and feelings that she felt about him temporarily distracting her from her song.

Mew smiled and kept on singing with surprisingly sound voicing as he led Meloetta twirling in the air. Meloetta gently giggled before continuing what her beloved started.

"Too nice a dream, made Reality

Too bright a gleam, rend obscurity..."

As they both landed in the middle of the stage with millimeter precision, then ended the song with beautiful complementary voices.

" Don't hide it, don't fear love.

It shall find you, no matter the sky above,

Let the world know, that the one who i love...

Is you..."

They finished, both kissing softly on stage, which had the added effect of making the entire crowd go positively berserk.

Meloetta and Mew bowed to the crowd, who cheered even louder. Many of them offering their congratulation to the couple.

Meloetta smiled brightly, still holding Mew's paw tightly, waving to the crowd happily. Mew was doing the same, bright, bubbly and petulant joy present on his features. He might have been a retired host show, being in public eye was of course where he felt most at ease , now pouring his efforts into making the career of his beloved Meloetta go as smoothly as possible.

Meloetta was happy to see that her passionate love song seemed to have unlocked those who were incertain...

Monferno only realized at the end of the song the following two things.

First, He was crying. That song was beautiful. The moment of pur bliss that Meloetta and Mew were sharing on stage had deeply touched him.

The second, as a gentle paw caressed the tears away, was that him and Haunter were holding paws. When he looked up and saw the gentle, tender gaze of the Lopunny Morph, everything vanished for a moment.

" Don't hide it, don't fear love.

It shall find you, no matter the sky above,

Let the world know, that the one who i love...

Is you..."

As those words resonated from the last parformence in his mind, Monferno's heart gained a new resolve. Yes he was going to love that Haunter. Yes he was going to be critiqued for that. But he didn't care. Love was beautiful, why should it be hidden? Love was exhilarating, why should he be ashamed? Haunter, despite how Alluring she was as a Lopunny was a ghost type wraith. So what? He Loved her. She mattered and that would be that.

Boldly wrapping his arms around The Lopunny Morph, the fire Monkey planted a solid kiss on the Morph's lips.

"Mphhh...hmm.." Helplessly moaned the stupefied ghost bunny.

The intense intake of positive energy overwhelmed Haunter's senses and made her pass out.

Monferno gently caught the Ghost type in his arms before gently laying her under a nearby three.

All the while, the other Pokemon, especially Monferno's teammate were stupefied...

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Roserade was smiling in the confessional " How adorable is the Love between young ones..."

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Falinks frowned deeply at the camera. " A Leader in Love is a weak Leader. I'll have to make sure he stays on the right path to lead us all."

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Metang was rumbling amusingly in the confessional. "How interesting. There was a 0.26% chance that these two Pokemon forms a couple, yet it happened. This game is full of statistical incoherensies...it is deeply infuriating , yet so oddly satisfying and amusing. Just how much X factors can affect the outcome of these games?" He asked sinisterly as the camera turned black.

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Sandile made a retching sound. "Love? Does this guy live in a fantasy world? There can be no love here, just Pokemon using each other to get ahead..."

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Monferno sat down with a few berries, patiently waiting for Haunter to come to.

Staring at him was the witch, Hattrem. Something was burning into her that was very foreign. Seeing Momferno so...passionate about Haunter made her blood boil.

"Milady...?" A voice asked for her attention.

"WHAT!" Shouted the psychic/Fairy, only to realize that it was only her friend, Yamask.

"I..I'm sorry Yamask..." she sheepishly Apologized, Knowing how easily scared the Ghost type was.

Yamask shoom her head. "It's okay Milady. I called for you because you seemed in distress..." she said softly, barely daring to look up at her "Lady".

Hattrem cocked her head to the side. "What would you mean, Yamask?" She asked.

Yamask looked at her this time, dubious... "Milady, you have been crying for a while. Did you not realize this?"

The witch suddenly realized that as she brought her hands to her face, feeling the wetness on her cheeks.

"I...I... "she said as she glanced at Haunter and Monferno softly talking under the tree...and the same burning sensation took her over. She teleported away, leaving a consterned Yamask behind.

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Hattrem in the confessional threw a massive psychic tantrum, destroying it halfway. She was crying almost histerically.

"HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE! MINE! HOW DOES HE FALL FOR A GAS BALL WHO HAS TO MIMIC A POKEMON TO ATTRACT GUYS! WHAT DOES SHE HAS THAT I LACK! WHY, FOR THE LOVE OF ZACIAN, WHYYY!..."

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Tapu Koko, who had sensed a great disturbance around the confessional arrived there panickly after an intern coming for maintenance got blown away by a massive expanding energy. When the poor psychic weak intern had come to, the confessional had been half destroyed.

As the dutiful Tapu assisted the downed intern, he couldn't help but ask...

"What in the mother creator's name happened here?"

...

Back at the Square, the Crowd was slowly coming to their senses after Meloetta and Mew's performance.

Alolan Ninetales gently nudged Wartortle, her face riddled with guilt. She was a Women after all, and while she was fully aware that she was using him, a feminine, juvenile part of her wanted to believe in a real couple, wanted to believe that they could work like this... and felt bad about not experiencing true passion.

Wartortle lowered his gaze and he met Ninetales's. Quite honestly, he didn't know what to think of her sometimes. She had thrown herself at him the minute she had saw him. And she knew her way around the carnal pleasures for sure. But that simple, deep song from the musical muse had sent his mind into the thinking abysses. Could he and Ninetales have a true, loving, deep relationship?

But before he truly could dwell on it, Alolan Ninetales's sultry bedroom eyes caught his attention and blocked out everything else.

"If you keep looking at me like that, i wont hold back.." muttered Wartortle.

"Just this once, shellshish, I. Want. You. To. Shut. Up. And. Do. Me." She whispered into his ears with a voice dripping with unbridled passion.

Unable to respond to such a bold, blantant invitation, Wartortle gulped and nodded. The two Pokemon discreetly left the festival to the other side of the Island.

When arrived to an undisclosed cavern the shellfish had identified prior when wandering the island, he turned to Alolan Ninetales.

"Well, that's the place. Now what do yo..." He started before Ninetales pounced on him, locking her lips to his.

"I Fucking Love you, you arrogant piece of trash...!" She barely growled in between kisses.

It didnt take long for those to become something...more.

It is said that the grunts and moans became the cave's ambiant sounds for decades after that event...

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Wartortle was silent in front of the camera, his spirit seemingly lost in the clouds far above. A goofy smile formed on his face as he hugged himself, happy and content.

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Alolan Ninetales licked her lips in the confessional. "I don't know what came over me...but by Tapu Fini, that shellfish knows his stuff... I can barely think straight.. However...it felt nice..." She sighed before a tear fell off her closed eye.

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Mesprit was smiling as the crowd now hounding the two celebrities as they were sorrounded by the contestants as well as some interns. Meloetta's performance had the desired effect. The overall mood was calm. She felt like going through the contestants themselves, wanting to participate to the action. She had seen Tapu Koko leave quickly, as well as the fox and the turtle, but she trusted they could be trusted to be left at their own devices. However, as she moved toward the contestants, a surge of negative emotion hit her hard. It felt like a storm was barely holding itself together, a savage, powerful mix of envy and jealousy. Mesprit lifted her head and saw Victini hovering above her. The view of the normally cheerful and playful fire type is such a pitiful state was a shock to Mesprit. The intense emotions he was going through felt like hammers hitting Mesprit continuously until she had to remove herself from the others. Those feelings...how intense were they...how powerful...

How full of despair they were.

Despair. That was the dominant feeling Victini had come to feel while watching Meloetta and Mew happy and lovey-dovey on stage. The envy, the anger, the hatred even had come in full force. Like a damn about tho break, tears flowed from Victini's eyes. He was frustrated, he felt all alone...

''Did you two come back just to spite me?'' He asked, biting his lips until they bled...

He knew of course. It was wrong. Mew had been broken too but with the help of Meloetta, had come back. The same Mew that could have left him for dead but kept coming to check on him, trying to talk it out with him, trying to help him. An help he had refused, first finding refuge in his broken relationship with Jirachi, then in his bottles. Only when he had finally had allowed Mesprit to be his therapist that his view of the world had slightly changed...however, he was still jealous. Jealous of his best friend, envious of his life. He was angry at life itself, for making him go through such a purgatory. He felt tired of such evil feelings...of such a glum outlook on life. He felt like he wanted to drown his sorrows and gently retreated toward the intern pod, unable to to stop sobbing.

''Why...why do you...come here and laugh at me with your happiness...?'' He asked himself over and over, hatred and envy poisoning his heart more after each repetition.

The Festival lasted a good deal of the day and into the evening, where a giant bonfire was lit in order to complete the celebrations.

Meloetta in her pirouette form led the festivities once again, dancing around the fire with elegance and freedom that was simply entraining. Many Pokemon whom never would have followed through did during that moment, such as Fraxure. Ever since Meloetta's singing, The dragon type had been wanting to explore that side of herself. The side who knew how to have fun, the side who wanted act on her female nature. She joined Meloetta around the fire, dancing in such a liberated way that many Pokemon were wondering if it was still the same Fraxure who liked to Dragon Rush things just for fun. She wanted to keep on feeling this exhilarating sensation. From the corner of her eye, she saw a certain blue Jackal watching her with bewilderment. Smiling with all of her fangs, the Tusk Pokemon jumped right in front of him.

''Well, dickless, you are going to stare at me like this for a bit while?'' She asked with a voice that lacked its usual bite.

The Riolu simply closed his eyes, not wanting to confirm or infirm Fraxure's words.

The dragon type rolled her eyes and turned away.

Riolu thought for a moment that this had discouraged the tusks Pokemon.

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Big Mistake.

In an instant, Fraxure had grabbed the small jackal pup's wrist with her tail and had dragged him into the dance circle behind Meloetta. There was no escape.

Fraxure immediately started dancing behind the Pirouette form Pokemon as Riolu watched.

However, far for being off putted by the situation and seeing the effect of dancing around the bonfire on the Auras around him, smiled and indulged himself in the activity, soon forgetting his austere ways and having a blast with the rest of the Pokemon.

Bidoof for exemple was very keen on gaining insight on the choices the pink feline had to make as a host. "So Mew, I was wondering...?"

Mew turned to him "What is it, young one?" He asked kindly.

Bidoof continued, encouraged by Mew's openness. "What made you like to torture the contestants so much during your time as a host?"

Mew laughed heartily at that question. "It might surprise you, but the public loved to see the contestants pushed to their utmost physical and Mental level. As such, our challenges were designed to do just that. We were doing our job as game hosts."

Bidoof had a doubtful look on his face. "Really? I mean I remember some challenges being so disgusting that your players treatened to lawsuit you! You sure you didn't enjoy it somewhat?" He insolently asked the feline.

Mew's smile grew carnivorous. "I won't deny that I had my fun watching them crawl out of Manure, eat rotten food or do pretty embarrasing things for money. But you know what I enjoyed the most?" He asked as he floated close to the normal type.

Bidoof gulped a bit. "N..No?"

Mew opened his eyes and stared at bidoof dead in his eyes. "It was to Torture little smartasses like you. If you watched my shows you know of a guy called Eglides, right?"

Bidoof turned pale. "Yes...I know..."

Mew smiled evilly. "Wanna follow his fate?" He asked darkly.

Bidoof eyes Widened. ""MEEP!"

In an instant the beaver had quick attacked out of there while Mew laughed at his reaction, joined by a now returned Tapu Koko and the rest of the huddle.

"I might be a retired Host, I still enjoy scaring contestants a little. Mel would never allow me to harm them though." He merrilly laughed.

Croagunk shrugged. "Meh, little shit had it coming vite. He has been on Tapu Koko's case ever since he came to the Island, acting like a twit.

Luxio nodded as well. " A little humility lesson by the one who did these best might help him get his idea back into place." He theorized as he wiped his tears of laughter.

Tapu Koko snorted. "Let's hope, sometimes i am this close of grilling the little rodent extra crispy"

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When the proceedings were over, the contestants, in teams and couples, watched the bonfire. As Tapu Koko hovered in the middle of it, having to do the honors in Mesprit's abscence.

''Contestants, as the Lovely Meloetta Pointed out, you are all priviledge to be part of this game. Part of being in the Island of Power. Fight hard for the wishing orb. Form friendships, rivalries, relationships. Profit of the luxurious Island while respecting it. Make sure to give your A game lest you go to hell. The challenges starting tomorrow will really test you and your teammates. Be sure that you are ready to face them, so that you can yourself have more chances to win the Prize. Value your rest and your celebrations. Such is the wish that Mesprit and I have to bestow upon you. May the best team, and the Best Pokemon wins. To Sosei and the Island of Power!'' He shouted

''To Sosei and the Island of Power!'' They all shouted eagerly as fire works lit off the sky above in a beautiful show of colors. The Perfect way to end a festival.

After that, the contestants all went to bed, knowing that tomorrow would likely be an intense challenge. But for today, tonight...it was their night to celebrate and to rest.

Victini was outside the Intern compound, sitting against the wall, head in his lap and tears still staining its face. The festival had died down and finally, finally he could stop being reminded of his failures as a Pokemon. However, as much as he wanted to smother those feelings, he couldn't help but feeling them burn so brightly that his own internal fire was stoked several times over. He felt like if he couldn't apply what he had learn from Mesprit, and calm his spirit. He would burn the entire island down.

''It's so hard... Mesprit said that I had a lot to go through and I believe her...but I never expected that facing my true emotions would bring this out of me...'' He muttered through gritted teeth.

''What's so hard?'' A gentle, soothing voice asked him.

Victini's blood froze. He knew that voice. He had hoped that the owner of that voice would have left the Island after the bonfire. Her and her soon to be husband. He wasn't ready to face her yet. To face them yet..

However, he wouldn't have been able to look straight ahead or down too long. So slowly, he turned his head.

Lovely immaculate face. Soft, caring turquoise eyes scanning him. That cute sad smile. Her flowing turqoise shining musical sheet hair. There was no doubt. This beautiful creature could not have been anyone else. Indeed, Meloetta was looking at him with a sad smile on her face.

Meloetta honestly wasn't surprised at Victini's condition. Mew had often said to her that one of the reason he hadn't asked her out seriously was because he was worried about Victini's reaction. Heck, he was simply worried about his best friend and he felt that allowing himself to pursue a relationship without making sure that Victini would be fine felt wrong. Mew had said many times that Victini was like a brother to him and that he couldn't abandon him, even after an eventual mariage.

Meloetta had found this very cute of Mew. The Mew she had been described was a mentally unstable, sadistic, pleasure inflicting loving show host. But she had realized that the little pink feline was much much more than that. It had taken time, but she had helped Mew understand that his life couldn't revolve around the white haired bunny and that he didn't have to feel bad about loving someone. Now, they were a small little army, wanting to save Victini from his past and from himself. She knew that out of the two, Victini had been the one that had suffered the most of what had happened. She had slightly felt his sorrow and despair. Now she wanted to make him feel better too. She, just like Mew, had come to hate seeing Victini like this.

Victini softly lifted his head. His blood was boiling. How insolently beautiful she was under this moonlight. How kind hearted she was... But he had to keep it together. It wasn't her fault. It wasn't anybody's fault. It was his fault and his battle to fight.

''Nothing's hard. I'm doing just fine, how's Mew?'' He asked through gritted teeth.

Meloetta felt her heart break. Victini's cold, placid, sarcastic response was so evidently forced that it felt absolutely horrible to hear. Victini was suffering badly, but she would help him.

''Mew's fine. I asked him to come see you...but he wouldn't come. He didn't want to set you off... He's really worried you know...'' She said gently.

Victini sighed. He knew of course. He knew that Mew wanted badly to see him. To talk to him. To make sure he was okay. He knew Mew cared, but his warped mind did not allow him to rationalize the situation.

''How nice of him. Sending his bitch to check on his ''Best friend'' instead of coming himself...'' Victini remarked

Meloetta recoiled at the backhanded insult but let it slide. Victini was just a suffering soul. She had been indulgent with Mew. She could handle a bitter Victini.

Meloetta watched the moon in silence to calm down, then decided to help Victini the best way she knew how.

''When the rough seas, is fighting

When the wind summons lightining,

When the boat, loses all control

Steadfastness's the way to roll...''

Victini's head sunk lower. She had such a beautiful voice...and now that she was singing this song of hope to him, it really felt like heaven to the bunny's ears. But just like before, the poison of Envy reappeared just like an ugly snake rearing its head and biting in the bunny's chest.

''S...stop...'' He muttered.

Meloetta, here eyes closed, shining under the moonlight and focused too much on healing Victini through song did not hear his warning. She simply continued.

''If a day, on your way

Evil comes and ruin your day...'' she kept singing.

Desesperately, the bunny wanted to let the music soothe him, lull him. But like a a noxious toxin, His emotions were warping the beautiful song she was singing and were making it sound like an harmful incantation. Soon enough, Victini couldn't take it anymore.

''I TOLD YOU TO STOP. YOU TWO ARE EVIL. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ALL WERE PLANNING, BUT I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE. I'M BROKEN, BARELY ABLE TO FUNCTION, BARELY ABLE TO HEAL, AND WHAT DO YOU GUYS DO? YOU COME, THROW IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CONCERT IN THE HISTORY OF POKEMONKIND AND ACT ALL HAPPY AND SERENE. WHERE IS MY REDEMPTION? HAVEN'T I SUFFERED ENOUGH, ENDURED ENOUGH, PAYED ENOUGHT? I HAVE GONE THROUGH TOO MUCH TO BE LAUGHED AT BY YOU OR ANYONE. EN GARDE!'' Shouted Victini as the V on his forehead burned up and the tears on his face were vaporized, burned by the flames of his hatred.

With a shout of despair, the white bunny attacked.

Meloetta barely had the time to set up a protect that Victini crashed into her barrier in a powerful Zen Headbutt.

The impact was intense, the protect shield actully cracked and showed sounds of weakness before the shiny bunny bounced off it. Meloetta started floating in the air to give herself more mobility as Victini created a Fire ball in his palm and launched it at Meloetta.

The musical muse countered with Relic Song, this time in battle form. The sound waves deflected the fire ball before striking Victini and pushing him to the ground. This triggered her transformation into her Pirouette Form.

Victini pushed himself up, the relic song threatening to send him into a blissful sleep. However, his anger flared and burned any trace of drowsiness the move's added effect could have caused.

"I'll burn you alive!" He shouted ragefully before cladding himself in blue flames and charging then pirouette artist.

Meloetta pirouetted out of the way, elegently. Then she ran to him and delivered a series of quick, sharp strikes to Victini with her lithe form glowing blue, signaling acrobatics. After that, the move's quickness her to somersault away from Victini on a good distance. She felt a bit guilty that she was getting into this fight, but she rationalized it as Victini needing to blow some steam.

Stepping in place, she made a sign to Victini to come on. Getting a bit into it now, she gave the white furred bunny a cocky smirk.

Victini snarled. ''HOW DARE YOU?, YOU LITTLE SLUT!'' he shouted as his fist ignited and he rushed the Pirouette Pokemon with flaming fists.

Meloetta eyes took on a red tinge amd her small hands took on that same red glow as she iniciated close combat. Gracefully and with the application of a grade S ballerina, the music pokemon dodged Victini's flurry of fire punches to hit him flawlessly. One fist across the chin to disorient him. One fist to the gut to wind him. Another body and face combination and to finish, a sweep across his legs and a sharp kick to the gut to send him flying.

Victini crashed at a few meters, humiliated and angry.

Meloetta still had a somewhat sad smile on her face, but now, a hint of enjoyment and condescention was also appearing. But to Victini, the beautiful face of Meloetta now seemed to be the face of a demon, laughing at him and his misfortunes and now at his weakness.

"YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME? YOU DARE LOOK DOWN ON ME!? ME!?, THIS ISLAND BE DAMNED, I'LL END YOU RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!" Victini roared as his V shaped forehead started to glow brightly.

Meloetta's face lost all colors. That move had been described by Mew to be Victini's most powerful one by far.

Pure, white hot flames appeared around Victini as he charged his attack. ''Let's see you enjoy this!'' Victini roared in anger before launching himself in the air and barreling toward the music Pokemon.

Meloetta braced herself, activating a Giga Impact of her own in order to limit the damage the little bunny was ready to inflict to her.

''ENOUGH!'' A stern, authoritative voice shouted.

In the sky above them, Mesprit was staring at them, anger evident in her eyes. Mew was also there, staring at Victini in a sad way

As she floated down in between them, she turned to Meloetta. ''Why were you two fighting at night like this?'' She asked perplexively.

Meloetta returned to her aria form and simply replied. ''Ask Him...'' She said, Designing Victini with a shake of her head in his direction before sitting down, winded but happy that Mesprit had appeared and confident that she could handle the rest.

Mew watched Victini for a long time, not knowing how to properly approach him. But he had to say something.

''Vict-'' he started.

Victini turned away, staring aimlessly at the ground, not giving any indication that he even acknowledged Mew's presence.

Mew felt his eyes water. He wanted to help Victini so badly. He hadn't seen him since that incident. But it seemed that now wasn't the time.

Mesprit sighed. Her heart was breaking to see Victini like this. But she needed to take charge of the situation.

"Meloetta, Mew. Go back to the host compound for tonight. Meloetta, I see that you are relatively unharmed am I right?" She asked .

"Yes Mes, he didn't hurt me." She replied, knowing how close it had been that she wouldn't have been able to say such words.

Mew visibly sighed in relief at that. He didn't know how he would have reacted to Meloetta being hurt by his best friend.

Mesprit Nodded. "Good. Now go, both of you. I'll take care of him"

Both Pokemon left the area, with Mew Sorrowfully watching Victni, who didn't dare lift his head to acknowledge him, a few times before leaving for the compound, Meloetta holding Mew's hand in comfort.

Mesprit turned to Victini, only to realize that the bunny had dissapeared. The being of emotion groaned. Working with the small bunny had been difficult, and clearly he had a lot of issues to go through. She hadn't expected him to take the visit of the couple so badly. She couldn't leave him in that state so she lifted off, looking for the shiny victory Pokemon.

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Victini was at Sosei Lake, right in front of Mesprit's cottage but on the other side. He was still crying, looking at his sad reflexion and riddled by regret. How could he have been so childish, so...juvenile. Meloetta was just doing her best to help him. Mew was being sensible. He was the one that was irrational in all of this. He was the same tantrum throwing devil he had been previously. All because of his stupid jealousy and envy.

"If only I could take those away...my stupid feelings..." He muttered forlonly with a big sigh.

"I heard that sigh." A soft voice said.

Victini's shoulders slumped. He knew who this was.

Mesprit landed next to Him. She didn't say much, sensing by his emotions right now that scolding him would do no good.

They stayed like this for a few moments, not talking and staring at the lake.

'Mes...please. Do me a favor.'' he asked her seriously

''What can I do for you?'' She gently asked.

Victini sighed. ''Take away my emotions...'' He pretty much begged

Mesprit sighed. She knew that one was coming. The bunny was at the end of his rope. He thought that this way's the way to escape it all. But she wouldn't grant that wish. It wasn't what Victini really wanted. It wasn't what he needed.

As such, Mesprit simply said. "No."

Victini's eyes watered. "Please Mes...I...I can't take it anymore..."

Mesprit looked at him with Motherly eyes. "No Victini. That is not what you need. That is not what you want."

Victini's tears resumed. "The...then what do I want? What do I need? Tell me."

Mesprit smiled at him. She then gently brought his head on her lap, rubbing a paw on his head.

Victini blushed probably in all the shades of red. But it felt so good.

Mesprit could feel him relaxing and sighed softly. Right now, Victini was in dissaray. He was confused, ashamed, sad and afraid. But it was alright now. He was safe now. The being of emotion kept petting Victini's head in soothing circles.

Her jewels started glowing, focusing on the soothing atmosphere of the night and the calm sounds of the lake. A soft breeze lifted up, further lulling the victory Pokemon.

The embodiment of emotion gently lifted her gaze to the moon before closing her eyes.

"Lay down your head, and I'll sing you a lullaby.

Back to the years of Loo-li lai-lay." She started singing

Victini's pride flared up for a moment. A lullaby, Really?

But very quickly, The bunny found himself slipping. Mesprit's singing voice might have not been Meloetta caliber, but it was still incredible to hear. A rare performance that was done just for him.

His breating slowed, as his feelings of shame, anger, pain and Jealousy slowly started to numb.

Mesprit smiled upon feeling Victini's body loosen. She so very much desired to bring him peace that her power intensified, as the glow of her jewels intensified, covering the area in a faint red glow.

"And i'll sing you to sleep, and i'll sing you tomorrow. Bless you with love for the road that you go."

Mesprit continued to sing softly, gently scratching behind Victniลฅs ears, lulling him deeper and deeper. The bunny's eyes could barely stay open as he started drifting off,

"May you sail far to the fields of fortune, with diamond and pearls at your head and your feet..."

Victini had a smile on his face as he snuggled closer to Mesprit's body. Gone was his anguish as he felt at peace and a feeling of warmth and safety that he had never felt in decades. The blissful feeling of his mind crawling to a stop, transported to that dream world Mesprit was singing about. Someone who cared, someone who could understand and calm him down. That's all he wanted...that's all he needed...

Victini, on the verge of falling, relaxed to the point of not even feeling his body, so grateful that he could cry, turned his head using his ultimate reserve of counsciousness to stare at Mesprit's face. That cute, round pink and grey face, those adorable golden eyes who shined under the moonlight, that pretty and gentle smile... Victini had sorely missed this. As his will, mind and body finally surrendered to the beautiful and peaceful call of slumber, the fire type whispered a word that woud stay with Mesprit for a long time.

''Arigato, Emuritto''

Mesprit kept singing this lullaby until Victini was deeply asleep, his emotions at long last soothed. It was a weird feeling, but Mesprit felt happy, fullfilled in ways she had never thought was possible. The white bunny on her lap, snuggling onto her, sound asleep like she felt he hadn't been for so so long. It felt right, wonderful. She kept petting his head and hum the lullaby for several moments.

When victini started snoring lightly her jewels stopped glowing. Victini was deeply soothed and deeply asleep. Mesprit looked at the moon and made a vow.

"I Swear to make sure to help you mend your heart, Vivi. Just like Mew and Meloetta didn't give up on you, I shall never give up on you either..." she promised him.

Carefully, She teleported the both of them to his room and tucked him to bed, gently putting the covers on him. Victini barely shifted in his sleep, the adorable smile that grew on his face being any indication that he was now comfy.

Mesprit sighed in relief as she observed the Victory Pokemon sleep, now sure that he wouldn't cause anymore trouble. She then turned away to exit his room.

When she exited the compound, Tapu Koko was leaning on the side of the building. "Is he okay?" He asked seriously.

Mesprit was a bit surprised at his question. "I thought you disliked him?"

Tapy Koko sighed. "Even I wouldn't dare laugh over someone's suffering. I know his records. He has been through far more than a lot of us." He said seriously.

Mesprit turned toward the compound. "I just hope he'll be fine." She said softly.

Tapu Koko nodded. "With you on his case. He will, i am sure. Now go to bed, its my turn to be on guard duty. Tomorrow, the contestants will have to face the storm.

Mesprit chuckled. "That challenge of yours of course. Very well. I shall take my leave. Good Night Koko." She said as she floated toward her compound.

Tapu Koko smiled when watching the moon. "Tomorrow , the storm will be intense..." he said omniously as he left for his chambers...

End of chapter.

SteveZ12: No challenge this time but some team building and Lore. Its nice from time to time to time. Stay tuned for the next chapter! Trust me, you dont want to miss it!''

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