Xerneas kept running until she found a cave that led to a large pale blue crystal with a pool of water around it. She put both of her hooves in the water and closed her eyes for a moment. She then opened her eyes, letting out a gasp.
"But… That's impossible!" She exclaimed. "The crystal says that we're still in Alola! But this place… it's nothing like where we had just been!"
Giratina thought for a moment, and an idea suddenly popped in his head.
"But what if it's not about where we are?" He asked her. Xerneas's eyes widened and she looked back at the pool. She put her hooves in it again, and Giratina followed her after a moment.
Immediately, he was greeted by flashing images in his mind, images of a black figure absorbing the flames of a white dragon, that same figure turning yellow and glowing bright, himself, Arceus, Dialga, and Palkia facing the yellow figure-
And Giratina's own body falling into a ravine.
Giratina gasped and shot back from the pool, his heart pounding from what he just saw. Barely a second later, Xerneas shot up as well, gasping as much as he was.
"We're in the future, aren't we?" Xerneas asked, a solemn look on her face.
"Yes… almost around 50 years from the present."