[PKMN]Tournament of Legends [PG-13/Started/Always Accepting]

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Blake saw the new person in front of him....and heard his requests...involving...COBALION?! His eyes narrowed and he glared at N.N. "H-How...how did you even know?!" Blake asked, until out from the Master Ball...Cobalion emerged. "C-Cobalion?!"

 

Blake, calm yourself. Cobalion said, in a strong tone. This boy...this boy apparently figured out quite a bit. But with how our current situation...the enemy of my enemy is our ally. However, I can tell from your presence...that you are trying to reach a goal of your own...I can't tell what it is...but perhaps that is for the best.

 

Blake glanced at Cobalion and sighed, beginning to agree with the Sword of Justice leader. "He's right...alright. You have the support of me and Cobalion. But...you help us get our friends back...and then not do anything crazy until we face in the tournament. I may want help...but I don't trust you in the slightest...are we clear?"

[Merci]

"You have nothing to fear." N.N replied with a nod, pleased Cobalion had willingly showed itself. "The Legendaries have been my friends from times immemorial. I am forever indebted to them. Team Purity is on the move, and after learning of their activities, I participated within this tournament to stop them. There's a high chance that the man who took your friend is an ally of theirs. That is why I'm helping you, and right now, my main priority is in saving Keldeo."

 

Once he was finished speaking, two N-shaped Unowns appeared out of a corridor and were alarmed to see the Legendary, but managed to piece out the situation and stayed quiet. They appeared to be Pokemon of his. N.N turned around to face the Snorlax Inn.

 

"That said - Cobalion, would you please follow me back to my room? From there, we'll begin the tracing ritual based off your energy. The Swords of Justice all share similar energy signatures, so I should be able to find Keldeo through it." He began to walk on, before pausing as if remembering something. Then he looked over his shoulder to face Blake. "And you, trainer, if you wish to catch any sleep, now would be the adequate time. Once again, this process may take up the entire night."

[Super Chaos Sonic]

"Take a sleep...and you take Cobalion? Sorry...but I'm going with you guys. I've gone a night without sleep before back in Blackthorn City...I think I can manage." Blake said, following both N.N, his two Unown, and Cobalion. He understood (somewhat) about N.N's intentions, but still...he needed to make sure Cobalion would be safe. Since they met...Blake made it where had to make sure he protected him...being made his Guardian/Champion.

 

Cobalion gave a slight chuckle, before turning to N.N. Best let him follow. Blake is one that won't give up on many things...and this is one of those many things

[Merci]

N.N nodded again, this time with a sigh. "Very well. Don't blame me if you fall asleep during your next battle." He stated, and continued on walking. Though it may be late to say it at this point of time, his appearance was nothing common. What with a king's outfit, a black crown, and golden eyes to match his blonde hair, he certainly showed an ominous presence. Maybe it was something to fear, but at the same time, maybe it was also something to be thankful for since he was on their side.

 

Arriving at a seemingly normal room, he opened the door. It creaked open slightly, which was strange since this hotel should take better care of its doors, but what lay within was potentially rather disturbing.

 

Even though less than a day had passed since he had arrived, it had been transformed from a normal hotel room into something else. The bed had been dismantled and shoved into a corner, and curiously enough, the light switch was absent, as were almost all other furniture. In their place were thirteen candles lit all over the room. They revealed a ritualistic circle in the center of the room created by chalk, as well as a desk. The only hint of modern society were the white phone lying on it and the window by the back, where a starry night sky lay.

 

"I apologize if this place seems rather disturbing. I don't have any real need for lodgings, so I am only using this room to create out what's necessary. Besides, I haven't exactly had the time yet to make it more comfortable." N.N explained.

 

Nearby, snoring could be heard. By the door, a cute little Pikachu slept away in peace, either oblivious or uncaring about its surroundings. It seemed to be having a nice dream. While it had been put to sleep by that other man's Sleep Powder, it didn't appear to want to wake up anytime soon. N.N also didn't bother putting it back in its PokeBall, but he did take two others from the desk and returned his two Unown back into them. Afterwards, he took out a map of the entire island and placed it in the middle of the ritual circle, before turning to the legendary Iron Will of Justice.

 

"Cobalion. While I know all about your epic, admirable feats, I have never met any of the Swords of Justice in person. Because of this, I have nothing to draw upon when it comes to Keldeo's appearance." He began, and took out a blank piece of paper from within his cloak. This was of course, a lie, but he couldn't reveal the image he had of the four of them. "If it is okay, I would like you to project your clearest memory of Keldeo onto this piece of paper. Afterwards, I shall begin to trace him through your Sacred Sword, and his location should eventually reveal itself on that map."

[~British Soul~]

Silver:

The bullet had stopped right in front of Silver, though he was still in a state of fear wondering what was going to happen next, the next thing he knew he diappeared in a flash of light and when he was able to see again he was in his hotel room, still in a state of fear but that subsided after a few moments knowing he was now safe.

"Phew, that was a close one... wait, I must check to see if Espeon is ok." He got out Espeon's pokemon to see that she is a-ok. "Well, knowing that Espeon is ok and Lucario is resting, I guess the only thing left to do is get to sleep, but first..." Silver had checked his bag that was under his bed to see if his you-know-what was still there and Celebi could sense that Silver had returned. "You scared me master." "I know Celebi, but the good news is that I'm safe... for now." Knowing that everything was ok, Silver collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep straight away.

Steve:
Meanwhile Steve was still searching the hotel, he had to be careful as to not arouse suspicion, but he was confident that noone was going to stop him. As he got to the corridor where Cryogonal had pointed to him earlier he noticed a flash a light coming from it. "What was that light?" he mused as the situation had become precarious. "Looks like I'll have to retreat for now, chances are that kid probably has one of his pokemon on guard for the night, but I'll get him tomorrow." He grabbed one of his smoke bombs, dropped it and he was gone in a flash, back to his sleeping quarters.

[~Red~]

Kaeden's vision had gone dark. The last thing he remembered was his stomach doing a flip and a brief falling sensation. Nausea built up within him. Vision finally returning, the young trainer heaved up his dinner. Teleporting. I hate it. Keldeo said, nudging the boy's shoulder. He had sympathy for him, getting sick after teleporting for the first time was a common thing. "Where are we?" Kaeden asked, turning back around. He wiped the small remnants of puke that clung to his face. It was then that he spotted the man. Seer? That's what he had heard him call himself earlier. Seer. Fear gripped Kaeden's heart. This was the presence that Keldeo had felt at the party. Evil. Crazy. Sadistic. And powerful. Too powerful to be any normal human. Redirecting his question towards his abductor, Kaeden rose to his feet. He attempted to look intimidating, puffing out his chest and glaring at the man. "Where are we?" Unfortunately, his fortitude was destroyed by the quivering of his voice. He had never felt so afraid. 

 

"I am a Sword of Justice. What makes you think that you have the right to attack me?" Keldeo challenged, speaking to the psychic human. Kaeden stood behind the Legendary, grateful for his protection. It wasn't often that Keldeo spoke outright, especially to other people. Although, Kaeden had a feeling that it was all talk. Keldeo knew nothing more than he did about this guy, for all they knew he could kill them with a thought. Suddenly, Kaeden's pocket began to vibrate. It was his Portable PokeStation. Whipping it out of his pocket, Kaeden looked at the screen. It showed a message from someone. Opening it up, he saw that it was from the cyber legend, Techno King. Not even bothering to read the message, Kaeden typed two words.

 

Help me!

 

Clicking send, Kaeden watched his last hope disappear into the technological void. He could only pray that his desperate plea would work.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

N.N nodded again, this time with a sigh. "Very well. Don't blame me if you fall asleep during your next battle." He stated, and continued on walking. Though it may be late to say it at this point of time, his appearance was nothing common. What with a king's outfit, a black crown, and golden eyes to match his blonde hair, he certainly showed an ominous presence. Maybe it was something to fear, but at the same time, maybe it was also something to be thankful for since he was on their side.

 

Arriving at a seemingly normal room, he opened the door. It creaked open slightly, which was strange since this hotel should take better care of its doors, but what lay within was potentially rather disturbing.

 

Even though less than a day had passed since he had arrived, it had been transformed from a normal hotel room into something else. The bed had been dismantled and shoved into a corner, and curiously enough, the light switch was absent, as were almost all other furniture. In their place were thirteen candles lit all over the room. They revealed a ritualistic circle in the center of the room created by chalk, as well as a desk. The only hint of modern society were the white phone lying on it and the window by the back, where a starry night sky lay.

 

"I apologize if this place seems rather disturbing. I don't have any real need for lodgings, so I am only using this room to create out what's necessary. Besides, I haven't exactly had the time yet to make it more comfortable." N.N explained.

 

Nearby, snoring could be heard. By the door, a cute little Pikachu slept away in peace, either oblivious or uncaring about its surroundings. It seemed to be having a nice dream. While it had been put to sleep by that other man's Sleep Powder, it didn't appear to want to wake up anytime soon. N.N also didn't bother putting it back in its PokeBall, but he did take two others from the desk and returned his two Unown back into them. Afterwards, he took out a map of the entire island and placed it in the middle of the ritual circle, before turning to the legendary Iron Will of Justice.

 

"Cobalion. While I know all about your epic, admirable feats, I have never met any of the Swords of Justice in person. Because of this, I have nothing to draw upon when it comes to Keldeo's appearance." He began, and took out a blank piece of paper from within his cloak. This was of course, a lie, but he couldn't reveal the image he had of the four of them. "If it is okay, I would like you to project your clearest memory of Keldeo onto this piece of paper. Afterwards, I shall begin to trace him through your Sacred Sword, and his location should eventually reveal itself on that map."

 

Disturbing isn't the word for it...more like...completely way beyond creepy. Blake thought, walking into N.N's room, standing beside Cobalion.

 

Of course... Cobalion said, as he closed his eyes and then began to think of the clearest memory of Keldeo. The main one that stuck from his mind: the day he fought Kyurem and unlocked his potential - the Resolute Form. I have the memory... he said, as the memory began to be projected right onto the paper, as N.N said it would.

 

You trust this creep, Cobalion? Blake thought, as their mind-link was now reconnected.

 

No I don't. Like the young man from before...this man seems shrouded in darkness. However, if he's willing to help...we must accept it.

 

Still...feel like something is off about this guy. Blake thought, as he leaned against the wall, his arms folded as he watched this continue.

[Jake the Sage]

A small pit-pat of paws walking beside the two alerted them that Seer wasn't the only one amongst them as Espeon jumped into Seer's lap, curling up into a ball, speaking out loud in an amused tone, "That was rather exciting."

Seer said nothing as he watched for a sign of movement from either Keaden or Keldo. Soon enough Kaeden stirred, shuffling on the cold hard ground and rising to his knees. Before he was able to get up the young man disposed his insides of the feast he had indulged himself in earlier that evening. With the aid of his Legendary Pokemon Kaeden managed to stand on his feet, speaking to Seer witha a voice that quivered with absolute terror, "Where are we?"

Seer did not need his psychic powers to peer into the young Trainer's mind. He could see from his shaking frame that he had never felt so afraid. That his heart was beating a mile a minute, wondering what he had been brought here for.

If he only knew . . .

"I am a Sword of Justice!" Keldo shouted moving in front of his trembling Trainer, head down and horn exposed in case he should have to defend himself or Kaeden, "What makes you think that you have the right to attack us?"

Sighing Seer peered down at the Legendary Pokemon, his chin resting on his open palm on the stone chair. How naive the young Pokemon was, but he'd soon learn what was really going on. Standing up, forcing the Espeon in his lap to hop onto the arms of the stone throne, Seer walked down the three steps to stand a few feet away from the two he had brought to his home, speaking in a tone just above a hush whisper, so low both Kaeden and Keldo had to strain their ears just to hear him properly, "I did not attack you, despite what you may think. No I did just the opposite . . . I rescued you."

"But before I explain myself," Seer stopped raising his hand as a couple Lombre trudged forward out of the darkness, their lily pads filled with cool water from the lake high above them. Motioning Seer smiled, all traces of the evil presense they had sensed earlier on today almost completely vanished, "Please drink, teleportation must have been hard on you."

"They won't drink, they do not trust us," another voice called out in the darkness, loud and powerful. Turning Seer gave a nod and a smile, chuckling a bit in amusement, "Of course, but I figured I should try Boss."

"So this is a Sword of Justice?" the voice said as the Pokemon it belonged too appeared- a massive Deoxys almost too big for the cave to hold. Shuffling through the low hanging ceiling, at least in comparison to itself, Deoxys reached out with its cord-like tentacle to shake Keaden's hand in a friendly manner. Pulling back the Deoxys nodded to Seer, who turned back to look at Keldo and Keaden, "Deoxys came to me months ago and told me that there is a team of Pokemon Hunters who are after Legendary Pokemon."

"I had barely escaped myself," Deoxys added in before allowing Seer to continue, "They seek to kill all Legendary Pokemon, and have somehow even managed to gain control of some of the Legendary Pokemon themselves to further their goal. Cruel, but it makes sense . . . to use a Legendary Pokemon to hunt for other Legendary Pokemon."

"So this is why I brought you here," Seer said narrowing his eyes, "I can't search for all of the Legendary Pokemon myself and discover if they are for us or for the Pokemon Hunters . . . this . . . Team Purity."

"We ask that you keep an eye out for the other Legendary Pokemon and report back to us what you find, so we can figure out which side they are one," the Espeon concluded with a smile, her tail twitching on the ground.

[~Red~]

Hisoka sat at her computer, furiously typing away. Strands of code appeared and disappeared before her eyes, blinking in and out of existence before most humans would be able to notice they were there. This is what Hisoka loved about technology. Only the truly intelligent, the truly insightful could see into its inner being. Finishing her furious tapping with a final, dramatic keystroke, Hisoka hit the enter button. The screen went dark for a moment and suddenly the TV in her hotel room flickered to life. "And there you have it," She said, "free HBO." A smug smile appearing on her face.

 

Flicking through the movies, Hisoka mindlessly checked one of her many cell phones. She was surprised to see a message waiting for her. Opening she read it. The message consisted of two words. 'Help me!' It was from a kid she had challenged not too long ago. He had never gotten back to her, but she hadn't really cared. Hisoka had picked him at random to fight against, and truthfully the game was just a minor distraction from her real work. A whim that could easily be washed away with the next digital wave. Regardless, she found the message intriguing. Normally, Hisoka wouldn't give it any more thought. She received thousands of messages a day. It was one of the many plights of being famous on the internet. People wanted to talk to you. This message was different though. It didn't drone on about this or that. Short. Precise...Honest. 

 

Taking the touch screen device in her hand, she tapped a small icon on the screen. Instantly an image of the globe popped up. Hisoka traced the message back to its original source. She was surprised to find that the message had not come from around the world, like most of the pleas for attention she received. It came from the island. Archanum Island. Tournament of Legends. Place of mysteries. She would have to look into this further. Checking her screen, she found the screenname of her contacter and ran a background check on the username and digital fingerprint. Within moments, she had the boy's real name. Kaeden Smith. Kaeden had just earned himself a spot on the Techno King's watch list. 

 

[hr]

 

Kaeden tried to process all the information. This was just too much. Another faction in this secret war. He had learned of his true purpose as a Guardian, and now suddenly he was the epicenter of all underhanded schemes and dark conspiracies. Kaeden looked to the massive Deoxys and then to Seer. From what he could tell, the Deoxys seemed to be the boss, as well as the main threat. Although, he had seen a fraction of Seer's power, and he was not one to be trifled with either. He and Keldeo came to the same conclusion simultaneously.

 

We can't fight them.

Not now anyway.

 

"Look," Kaeden began, coming out from behind his protective friend ,"I don't support Team Purity, but I also don't believe that this is just about you wanting to protect people either." 

 

"We know of no other Legendaries, aside from Cobalion, which I am sure you have already become acquainted. Now, if you don't mind, we would like to be going." The young Sword of Justice proclaimed. While the two were hopelessly outmatched against their psychic foes, Keldeo sensed that they weren't in any immediate danger. They had enough leeway to make a few demands. While Keldeo confronted the two, Kaeden pulled out his Pokedex, trying to scan the Deoxys. Focusing the small device on the massive Pokemon, Kaeden tried to scan the Legendary. At the very moment he attempted the procedure, his Pokedex made a high pitch squealing noise before letting off a few sparks. It was fried. Well so much for learning more about their enemies. 

[Jake the Sage]

"We ask that you keep an eye out for the other Legendary Pokemon and report back to us what you find, so we can figure out which side they are one," the Espeon concluded with a smile, her tail twitching on the ground.

"Look," Kaeden began, coming out from behind his protective friend, "I don't support Team Purity, but I also don't believe that this is just about you wanting to protect people either."

Smiling Seer let out an amused chuckle, "Very good. I'm not just looking to protect people."

His eyes darkening Seer grew serious, "I'm looking to dismantle Team Purity and any Legendary Pokemon that have sided with them."

"We will do nothing beyond that, rest assured," Deoxys said nodding his head, remaining behind the stone throne.

"We know of no other Legendary Pokemon, aside from Cobalion, which I am sure you have already become acquainted. Now, if you don't mind, we would like to be going." The young Sword of Justice proclaimed truing around. Watching them take a few steps Seer shook his head, "I wouldn't suggest just walking away, unless you want to get lost forever that it. We're right now under the lake you must have seen earlier today. It's a mass of tunnels down here that is impossible to get out. I don't even know how to get out without teleporting."

"We really need your aid finding these Legendary Pokemon," Espeon said trotting over to stand beside Keldo, "We cannot do this alone. You can go about your time however you please, but we need more eyes open for the Legendary Pokemon Team Purity is hunting."

"Will you just let fellow Pokemon die . . . Keldo?" Deoxys asked, his voice filled with despair at the thought of others dying. Hiding his face in the shadows Seer let a smile creep across his face. He knew Deoxys had hit Keldo where it hurt- his pride. As a Sword of Justice it was his duty to protect Pokemon.

[Merci]

N.N smiled again. The image that had burned itself onto the psychic paper was that of the then-Sword of Justice-in-training Keldeo unlocking his Resolute Form, as he faced the strongest Dragon ever within an icy arena, in a battle doomed to failure. Placing the piece of paper upon the summoning ritual, right above the map, the king clicked his fingers. For a moment, nothing happened, but then a pillar of darkness erupted out of it before crystallizing into an orb of black energy. Cobalion may or may not have known this, but this was energy from an alternate dimension. The dimension of the Unown, to be exact.

 

"We have the medium of location and we have the image of identification. The last thing we need is the proof of existence." He continued to the Legendary musketeer. "This could be either DNA, such as skin or hair, or raw energy. Since I'm not sure how you'd take to sacrificing parts of your skin, this method is easier... Now, Cobalion, strike the orb with your Sacred Sword, and the ritual shall unravel Keldeo's location!"

 

The process in itself was unpredictable. While discovering his location was practically a guarantee, it could take anytime from several minutes to several hours. All N.N knew was that the maximum limit was at ten hours, no more.

[~Red~]

Keldeo looked towards his Guardian. This had taken an unexpected turn. He had been prepared to fight...even die, but this was something he hadn't been expecting. A choice. A choice that put everything that Keldeo stood for as a Sword of Justice on the line. Kaeden nodded, knowing of his friend's predicament. He would go along with whatever Keldeo said. "We'll help you. But only in the name of helping people and Pokemon." Keldeo said, dipping his head slightly. Not in respect, but in defeat. There had been nothing he could do against the two psychic power houses, and now he was being forced to put his title as a Sword of Justice on the line. "But if anything harmful falls upon Kaeden or Blake because of this, you will find that Team Purity aren't the only Pokemon Hunters around." Kaeden's eyes grew wide. He had never seen Keldeo like this. 

[Super Chaos Sonic]

N.N smiled again. The image that had burned itself onto the psychic paper was that of the then-Sword of Justice-in-training Keldeo unlocking his Resolute Form, as he faced the strongest Dragon ever within an icy arena, in a battle doomed to failure. Placing the piece of paper upon the summoning ritual, right above the map, the king clicked his fingers. For a moment, nothing happened, but then a pillar of darkness erupted out of it before crystallizing into an orb of black energy. Cobalion may or may not have known this, but this was energy from an alternate dimension. The dimension of the Unown, to be exact.

 

"We have the medium of location and we have the image of identification. The last thing we need is the proof of existence." He continued to the Legendary musketeer. "This could be either DNA, such as skin or hair, or raw energy. Since I'm not sure how you'd take to sacrificing parts of your skin, this method is easier... Now, Cobalion, strike the orb with your Sacred Sword, and the ritual shall unravel Keldeo's location!"

 

The process in itself was unpredictable. While discovering his location was practically a guarantee, it could take anytime from several minutes to several hours. All N.N knew was that the maximum limit was at ten hours, no more.

 

Blake was nervous but at the same time, impressed at what was taking place right now. This seemed like something off the Sci-Fi channel...but then again, most of the Legendaries would've been on the Sci-Fi channel too. He then looked at Cobalion, who looked back. "Do it Cobalion. Use your Sacred Sword on it!" he said, with a nod.

 

Cobalion nodded back, as the horn on his head began to glow with a beautiful light. The Iron Will Pokemon yelled as he struck the orb quickly with the Sacred Sword, watching the orb now react in a strange way. It is done. I presume that was all that needed to be done? Cobalion asked, as he returned to Blake's side.

 

"Should be at least. After all, he just needed your memory of Keldeo and proof of existence." Blake said, crossing his arms once more. "Right?"

[Jake the Sage]

"We really need your aid finding these Legendary Pokemon," Espeon said trotting over to stand beside Keldo, "We cannot do this alone. You can go about your time however you please, but we need more eyes open for the Legendary Pokemon Team Purity is hunting."

"Will you just let fellow Pokemon die . . . Keldo?" Deoxys asked, his voice filled with despair at the thought of others dying. Hiding his face in the shadows Seer let a smile creep across his face. He knew Deoxys had hit Keldo where it hurt- his pride. As a Sword of Justice it was his duty to protect Pokemon.

"We'll help you," Keldo answered bowing his head, not out of respect but out of defeat. Looking back up his eyes narrowed, "But only in the name of helping people and Pokemon."

"Good, good," Seer said with a smile, almost chuckling under his breath having heard the Legendary Pokemon agree to his terms. He had thought the young Sword of Justice would not believe them and instead attack them. Luckily Keldo could see reason and had agreed. Taking his hands out of his pockets Seer walked forward, hand extended to Keaden and Keldo, "I'm happy to hear you're going to help us search for-"

"But, if anything harmful falls upon Kaeden or Blake because of this . . . you will find that Team Purity aren't the only Pokemon Hunters around!"

Seer paused for a minute, actually surprised at the forcefulness in Keldo's voice; indeed even Kaeden's eyes grew wide. The surprise fading Seer's expression turned back into a pleasant smile as he reached his hand out and placed it on Keldo's head, the Pokemon nervously moving underneath his hand, "Understood Sword of Justice. No harm will come to your Guardian or Blake."

"Young Sword of Justice, young Guardian be wary," Deoxys said from his spot still beside the stone throne, "While you search for the other Legendary Pokemon remember that some may have already sided with Team Purity. You cannot trust others words or actions, many will try to deceive you and gain your trust. Not even the other Swords of Justice can be trusted completely."

Seer raised his hand seeing the two about to say something- he knew what they were thinking without reading their minds. A Sword of Justice siding with Team Purity? It sounded absurd, that a Pokemon whose sole purpose being the protection of Pokemon siding with a team of humans who actively seek out their destruction?

It did seem impossible.

Placing a hand on Keaden's forehead, keeping the other on Keldo, Seer looked at both of them, "While Deoxys nor I believe any of the Swords of Justice have sworn allegiance to Team Purity, Deoxys said that merely to show you the gravity of the situation. We don't know who is an enemy or who is an alley, so you have to be weary of everyone . . ."

"Save for us," Espeon reminded Seer with a yawn.

"Yeah but that goes without saying," Seer replied then turned back to Kaeden and Keldo, "And if that isn't enough . . . I'll share our past with you in a way you both will be unable to deny."

Taking a deep breath, eyes closed, Seer exhaled and slowly opened his eyes up. His pupils disappeared and a light glowed from his eyes as Keldo and Kaeden's eyes glowed as well.

They no longer were seeing the psychic in front of them, but events from another time and place.

[hr]

"Get him!" a grunt shouted as the scene around Keldo, Keaden and Seer unfolded.

The dark, damp cave they were in had completely vanished and in its place was a seen they could hardly believe. Around them steel frame rose higher than the sky, piercing into the heavens and higher still. Countless people were standing about seemingly randomly at first, with Pokemon by their side and all aiming towards something darting back and forth in the sky. At the head of the group was a man wearing a cape and had a shinny Eevee roosting on his shoulder. The man was yelling something to the other members of Team purity, but Keldo and Keaden could not hear him. In instant the Legendary Pokemon Heatran appeared, shooting the darting figure out of the air where it crashed into one of the massive steel structures- toppling it on top of the thing.

"Quickly! Before it gets back up!" the Leader of Team Purity shouted as the dust cloud dispersed. Once the way was cleared Keldo and Keaden could see Deoxys trapped underneath a pile of rubble, bleeding and struggling to get free as the grunts surrounded him. It appeared as if Deoxys was going to be killed until something knocked back the front line of grunts. Seer, wearing cloths much different than what they had seen him wearing in the future, appeared beside Deoxys- the Legendary Pokemon surprised at the sudden appearance of the young Trainer.

"What are you-" Deoxys began before being interrupted by Seer, taking a Pokeball from his belt, looking back at the trapped DNA Pokemon, "I'm getting you out of here, what else? Now stand back and let me do my thing! Go! Kazam!"

Throwing the Pokeball a bright light turned into the form of a Kadabra as it shook, glaring at the grunts who kept their distance. However, their fear of their leader, barking threats at them, outweighed their fear of the trapped Legendary and the psychic child. Charging forward Team Purity was almost upon them in an instant. Luckily it was enough time for Seer to do what he needed to do. Grabbing Deoxys' shoulder Seer took hold of Kadabra's hand shouting, "Teleport!"

In a flash they were gone- the scene growing black around Keaden and Keldo before reappearing as a rolling valley of green hills. Seer, wlaking up to Deoxys as he sat on a stone, held out a canister of water, "Here, you must be thirsty."

"Why?" Deoxys asked looking up, "Why did you save me?"

"Because I figured," Seer began with a grin, "If I saved you, you might want a chance to get back at them and all of the other Pokemon they've harmed. So what do you say . . . Deoxys?"

[hr]

The last thing Keldo and Keaden can see is Seer and Deoxys shaking hands as their vision returns to the dark cave they had been standing still in for the past five minutes. Letting both of their heads go Seer stumbled backwards, toppling into the chair and breathing heavily with sweat pouring down his face. Looking up at them the Sword of Justice and his Guardian could see how pale Seer's face was and the hoarseness of his voice, "T-There . . . that was how Deoxys and I met, hopefully thay will put to rest any doubts you two had about us . . . so . . . so once again I ask, help us put an end to Team Purity."

Once Keaden and Keldo had again repeated that they would help Seer and Deoxys, with the same condition that Blake and Keaden not be harmed, Espeon stood up from her spot and walked over to the two, "Thank you. As Seer is too tired to take you back I will myself."

Her eyes glowing for a moment Keldo and Keaden felt the same sense that had washed over them when they were falling out of the window. In a flash they found themselves outside, just beyond the entrance gate to the Tournament, with the sun moon dipping behind the horizon in front of them.

Seer had kept his promise, he had returned them unharmed. Now the only question was- would Keldo keep his promise to help him save the Legendary Pokemon and defeat Team Purity?

[hr]

Back underneath everybody, still inside the dark cave, Seer's breathing had become low, deep, and repetitive. His eyes closed with Espeon curled on his lap her ears twitched. Looking up she didn't move as an Alakazam stepped forward using a massive spoon as a cane, "Your performance was most impressive. If I had not known before I would dare say you would have fooled me."

Seer's mouth twisted into a grin as his head remained propped up on his palm, "Wasn't it you, Kazam, who suggested Keldo in the first place?"

"Yes," the Alakazam said with a cough, "But I did not think you would go to such lengths . . ."

 

"Do you mean tampering with Keldo and his Guardian's psychic link?" Seer asked with a chuckle, "Well . . . it'll make sure they won't be able to tell what they've agreed too."

 

Sitting down Kazam coughed again, resting the spoon over his lap, "That I do not mind. But risking yourself against Cobalion to get Keldo alone. Bringing him here. Explaining Team Purity's intentions and then . . . and then him . . ." At that Kazam looked over at Deoxys, "You revealing your past. It is all too much, too soon. Must I remind you we still need to put more pieces on the board?"

"I know this," Deoxys said in a menacing tone, "Now let us get some rest."

"Yes, rest will do us much good," Kazam agreed with a raspy sigh, "It was quite taxing teleporting everyone around such vast distances . . ."

And with that Seer and his group retired to catch a few hours of sleep- knowing they still had much to do.

[~Red~]

Kaeden walked solemnly through the streets of Archanum. He had returned Keldeo to his Pokeball, fearing that the locals may see the Legendary Pokemon. His stomach churned about, still upset from his latest bout of teleportation. In the silence of the night he was left alone with just his thoughts. Never could he have imagined that this would have happened. That he would be thrown into a war with not discernible enemy. Was Seer a bad guy? Or was he who he said he was? Obviously Team Purity was evil...or were they? If Seer turned out to be evil, then wouldn't his enemies be good? There was too much thinking involved in war, it gave him a headache. Grumbling to himself, Kaeden found himself in the front of his hotel. Blake would want to know what happened, and Kaeden wanted to tell him. Wanted to share with his newfound friend the horrors and wonders of the night. But, what Deoxys and Seer had said troubled him. Some of the Legendaries were siding with Team Purity. More than likely in exchange for their lives, but it was still a difficult idea to understand. Could Cobalion and Blake be with Team Purity? 

 

Seer and Deoxys had said they weren't suspects, but Kaeden had seen those crime shows. It was never who you thought it was. Could his friend, really be the enemy, and his enemy, be his friend? More questions, less answers. Kaeden would have to talk to Blake about it. Climbing the stairs to Blake's room, he was met with an interesting scene. Blake and Cobalion sat huddled around something. They were in the way, so Kaeden couldn't see. Moving closer, he saw a strange looking man who was gazing into a stranger object. "Blake!" Kaeden cried out. He ran up to the older Guardian, and opened his mouth to blurt out everything that had happened to him. 

 

But he couldn't. He moved to form the words, but they wouldn't leave his mouth. He choked back the words, completely dumbfounded as to what happened. Kaeden. I sense, that something is wrong. Keldeo emerged from his Pokeball, figuring that if Blake trusted this man with Cobalion's existence, that there was no harm. He too tried to speak with Blake about the happenings of the night, but the result was the same. They had been silenced.

[Merci]

The Sacred Sword sliced through the orb, surely, but it was more like shoving a pole through extremely thick water that pushed pressure against it. Had Cobalion's blade been any less powerful, it may have been shattered. Nevertheless, the Iron Will Pokemon succeeded, and in response the dark orb began to take on a whiter color, as if polluted by the light. After a moment or so, it had been fully enveloped by the pure white energy of Cobalion, and then all of a sudden, it vanished into thin air. Just like that.

 

A couple minutes later, the psychic paper with Keldeo's image suddenly caught on with purple fire - which was quickly spreading out to the rest of the map. But despite this, they didn't rush out to envelop the rest of the hotel. It seemed as though the alien flames were trapped inside the ritualistic circle.

 

"That is correct. Your presence is no longer needed here for the ritual to finish." N.N admitted to Cobalion and the one called Blake. He wasn't done yet. "However, would it not be easier to stay here and wait for the tracing to finish? Keldeo and his master are in danger, after all. You may want to start racing to his rescue as soon as possible."

 

His reasoning hopefully getting to them, the clock ticked as more and more minutes passed, until it had been almost an hour. Over this time, the cackling of the purple flames had slowly begun to lighten down and the candles around them glowed less strongly. The snoring of a Pikachu by the door was the only thing that detracted from the image, everything else made this whole thing look like some crazy cult. Noticeably, N.N showed no signs of tiring as well as endless patience, standing by the windowsill without his legs wavering once. His face was blank the whole while, so it was too difficult to read.

 

Right then, a burst came from the fire, all the candles died out, and the golden-haired stranger tilted his head as his expression became confused.

 

His confusion was answered only a moment later when Kaeden and Keldeo suddenly, and silently, opened the door. The only source of light came from the purple flames, which by now was dim enough to mask the ominousness of the room. The duo examined the situation nevertheless with disturbed looks, and a moment of silence passed between everyone.

 

"Blake!"

 

"Keldeo?" N.N replied on the spot, dumbfounded. It took him a moment to figure out the right words to speak. "I- I see you and your trainer managed to escape from Team Purity. I have to commend you for your achievement, as not everyone is capable of doing that. I know this situation may seem a little odd. It seems that the ritual your friends and I went through all the trouble of preparing to find wasn't needed...ah, are you at a loss for words?"

 

After seeing Blake indeed at a loss for words, the immortal frowned as he sensed the power behind it - but perhaps now wasn't the time to do so. "That is fine. I have no immediate need in knowing what you want to say, so hold your breath and relax." He would need to take the trainer off-guard, and for that, he would need his own knowledge prepared beforehand. Plus, it was too dangerous having both Legendaries in one spot. At the moment, it was too disadvantageous for him. But at the same time, this was enough. This was more than enough.

 

"Cobalion, I must apologize for wasting your time. It seems that my aid was not needed." He apologized formally to the Pokemon, with a bow, before looking back up to everyone. "I'm sure your friends will inform you about their miraculous escape later, but I believe I must retire for the night. Right now, the important thing is that Keldeo managed to escape and is safe...oh, and his master too, I suppose."

 

He smiled a little as he said this, before looking to the humans.

 

"Remember, Team Purity is everywhere. A lot of Legendaries have been chased to this island, and without a doubt, they're targeting this 'Tournament of 'Legends'. I cannot do this alone. Should either of you find yourselves in any trouble or discover any new information about the other Legendaries, please tell me. This is my number." Heading for the table, he picked up his phone - with a trace of discomfort as he held it, probably didn't like technology too much - and gave the two his number. Strangely, it had only four digits.

 

After a pause, he decided to add something. "I have lived a very long time, and the Legendaries have been my friends and my allies in all that time. Do not hesitate to trust me."

 

Once they had all responded and left the room to prepare for the next day, he turned back to the ritual. The flames were still burning, but the ash was beginning to settle into a long trail that led back to this very hotel...and a thick dot in the middle of a nearby lake that signified the former location of Keldeo. His enemy, murderer of Unown, had been located. But that wasn't what he was really aiming for. Within the next four hours, Cobalion's 'proof of existence' continued to use the image of identification and drew upon it to find more of the same being.

 

Long later, just as the sun had begun to rise, two more dots settled onto the map.

 

Virizion and Terrakion had been located.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Blake and Cobalion turned around and saw Kaeden and Keldeo. "K-Kaeden!!" he said, with a shock.

 

Right now, Keldeo and Kaeden were back and around! They escaped from the psycho...and now N.N knew about the two of them. Blake took the number and stuffed it in his pocket. "Won't hesitate." he said, as he and Cobalion walked with Kaeden and Keldeo. "I'll be hesitating...indefinitely." he whispered between the three of them. "Kaeden...Keldeo...before you say anything...he saw us after the psycho. And he said he could help out. We honestly don't trust him at all, but it was necessary to find you both."

 

Cobalion nodded in agreement. So on your end...what happened with the strange man? What did he want?

[Ren✧]

GM Post: The Lost Bolt

The sun began to rise of the horizon, spilling its warmth across the still sleeping city of Archanum. After a long night, trainers and tourists alike wake to a day full of promise. King Aurelius watches from his balcony, taking in the full majesty of a sun rise. At his feet lay his massive Absol, its eyes closed and a soft snoring coming from the menacing Pokemon. The King had been out here all night. There was very little time for sleep in his position. His nights were either filled with decision making or worry from the decisions he made. Being royalty was not all it was cracked up to be.

 

His pocket began to vibrate. Shaken out of his daydream, the King reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cell phone. Usually against any forms of modern technology, his assistant, Ayame, had insisted that he carry the small contraption around wherever he went. Answering the phone, he was instantly assaulted with a ferocious bout of shouting at the other end. "RESIDENTS ALONG THE COAST ARE REPORTING HEARING GUNSHOTS LAST NIGHT! I TOLD YOU THAT YOUR LITTLE TOURNAMENT WOULD BRING CRIME TO MY CITY!" Aurelius sighed. It was his chief of police, Gerard on the other end. The man had been angry with Aurelius since the declaration of the Tournament, insisting that increased number of tourists and trainers would cause his city to fall apart.

 

"Gerard, the last time I checked, this was my city. Secondly, I don't pay you to shoot off your mouth at me. I pay to get things done. So do something about it." Hanging up, Aurelius shook his head. That man had always gotten on his nerves, but with recent events he had even less patience for the loud-mouthed police chief. "Ab-sol." King Aurelius looked down. Absol was staring up at him, stretching his muscles after having slept on the unforgiving stone of the balcony. He seemed to be scolding his trainer, telling him that it was not Gerard's fault that he was stressed. He nodded. "I know, I know. I'll apologize to him later. Right now, I have a tournament run." 

 

[hr]

 

Eon sat grumpily in his chair, watching the sun rise. He had always hated sun rises, it filled people with hope. Hope that this next day was going to be better than the last. That the past was done with and that it was time to look to the future. Eon didn't buy into that crap. Hope was meaningless emotion. One that just got in the way of one's goals. What a person really needed wasn't hope, it was diligence. "Vee." The Eevee perched on Eon's shoulder said, sensing his trainer's disgust. 

 

Standing up, Eon moved to the edge of the boat. He had refused to find a room in a hotel, finding it beneath his authority. Instead he had chosen to stay on his own private yacht. It was just, if not more, comfortable than any five star hotel, and it was free. Not to mention he wouldn't have to put up with other customers. Grabbing a dark cape, that was draped over the rail, he stormed off the boat. Last night's events had upset the large man. Despite having won their little bout with the suspected Guardians, they had gotten away, which was a defeat in itself. 

 

Eon would find those two adolescents and he would squeeze any information they had out of them. He refused to be outmatched by a couple of teenagers and a trio of psychic legendary-wannabes. 

 

[hr]

 

[spoiler=OOC]

After a longer than expected night, the second day of the tournament has begun. Directions have been sent to your DataCards to meet in the castle courtyard at 10:00 AM. Get up, get ready, and don't be late. 

[/spoiler]

[~Red~]

"I can't tell you." Kaeden muttered, coming to the realization that he was physically unable to tell Blake about his experience. Before Blake had a chance to say anything he continued. "I literally cannot physically tell you. He did something to me." Kaeden's eyes began to water. The fear behind his eyes were all to evident. If Seer had that kind of power, then there was no telling what else he could do. Worry not. We will figure this out, together. Ever since their experience in the cave with Seer, Keldeo had been acting more responsible, acting as if it was his fault that they had been captured.

 

"Right now, I just want to sleep." 

 

[hr]

 

Kaeden was already in the courtyard by the time the message arrived on his DataCard. He hadn't been able to sleep much throughout the night, and had been eager to get an early start on the day. He had left the room without telling Blake, wanting to be alone with Keldeo and his thoughts. The Legendary Pokemon hadn't said much since their capture, and Kaeden knew that he felt guilty. It wasn't your fault. Yes, it was. His tone was final, and once again the pair was left alone to their thoughts.

[Hälō]

"Ambi Ambi!" .

 

"Ambipom, you need to go back!"

 

"Ambi!"

 

"This was funny an hour ago bu-"

 

"AmbiAmbiAmbiAmbi!"

 

."...Fine whatever, just don't get us in any trouble, or its back to the poke ball." Kytes sat back on his bed, defeated. He had spent the better part of the morning chasing his ambipom around the hotel room, and now had to get ready to head to the courtyard, as his data card had instructed. "Looks like we missed some kind of a party last night... Someone was throwing around psychic energy like it was nothing."  Kytes turned around, to see Latios starring out the window. "What about that presence we felt last night? Think that was your sister?" 

 

As Kytes walked into the hotel bathroom, Latios stayed to watch ambipom do a somersault, before floating after his guardian. "Nope, but I did notice something interesting... It seems there are other powerful Pokemon here." "Like other legends? How many?Which ones?" Kyte's voice held a slight echo, as he yelled over the shower's running water.

 

"... I don't know any of them personally, but I think a sensed two counting the one we felt at the party."  Latios's voice held a hint of worry. He had also noticed someone in the hotel across from theirs messing with some kind of unnatural force, but he didn't want to trouble Kytes about it. At least not yet...

 

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After Kytes had made the proper preparations, he returned Latios, and the still sleeping Zoroark to their respective pokeballs, before heading off towards the castle. As he walked ambipom teetered joyfully behind him, waving at nearly every person that passed by.

 

When the pair arrived at the courtyard, Kytes noticed that they had somehow managed to arrive early. Shifting  through the dense crowd of trainers, he found a small stand that sold snacks. Purchasing a  shish kabob for himself, and his pokemon, the young man then sat at a nearby bench, and absently watched ambipom's antics. 

[Jake the Sage]

The sunlight peered into the opening of the dark cave that Seer had brought Keldeo and Keaden to the previous night. With the light shinning in Espeon stirred, rubbing her paw against her face and ears twitched at the sound of Pokemon taking flight just outside her uncomfortable stone bed. Seer wasn't underneath her, where he had been when they both fell asleep last night. Standing up on the stone throne her eyes darted around the cave and let out a startled gasp when she realized that Seer wasn't in the cave with her. Jumping off the throne she hurried outside, skidding on the wet morning dew, and stopped seeing the young trainer crouched down with something in his hand. Calmly walking over she peered around him and saw that he was feeding a Chatot bread crumbs from his open palm. Sensing the Espeon's presence Seer looked over at her and gave a genuine warm smile, speaking to her with his own voice, "Good morning Anne, I hope last night wasn't too rough for you."

"N-No," the Espeon, who's name was indeed Anne, said startled. Turning around she walked across the wet grass to the edge of the cliff and sat down, licking her paw and running it over her head for a morning bath, her mind drifting to inner thoughts which were shielded from everyone else, "I had forgotten how kind he can be. He even called me by my name for once. Boss . . . is this really alright?" Looking up at the sun shinning above her Anne shivered as a cool breeze blew past her and Seer, who had released the Chatot back to his trainer after having a lively conversation with it about protecting Pokemon. Smiling at the warm rays of sun hitting his face Seer raised his right hand to shield his eyes, "Is Kazam up yet?"

"Knowing him," Anne said with a happy snicker, "That old Pokemon didn't even sleep last night."

"Too true, Espeon," Kazam said trudging out of the cave, dark circles underneath his eyes and another Pokemon following behind him, though remaining hidden in the darkness of the cave. Coughing as he walked out into the sunlight the Psi Pokemon cursed under his breath about it being too hot then looked at Seer, swinging his giant spoon-cane at his face, "Are you ready young man?"

Seer had to step back to avoid Kazam's spoon-cane from knocking him upside the head, nodding when the old Pokemon spoke to him. His heart was beating quickly and he had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself, looking at the Alakazam with a determined expression, "I am."

"Good," Kazam said turning his back to Anne and Seer, looking back when the Sun Pokemon spoke up, "Kazam maybe we don't have to-"

"You agreed to this as well Espeon," Seer said his voice growing darker and any evidence of kindness vanishing as he looked down at Anne with a look of malicious glee. Chuckling as her head lowered he reached down, allowing her to crawl into his arms and up on his shoulder, looking at her all the time as she reached her perch, "You, as well as all of us, know that we have to go through with our mission. If you falter in your believes again you know what will happen."

"Yes Boss," Anne said with a nod, her eyes as fierce as Seer's was cruel. She knew that, in her heart, the Boss' plan would bring about her desire as well as everyone else's- she could not let sympathy get in her way.

A smug smile on his face as he trotted away, Kazam coughed as he spoke, "Now that that is clear . . . I will be heading to my post."

"Of course," Seer said looking back at the Pokemon who had remained hidden inside the dark shadows of the cave, laughing when he finished speaking, "Ready for your big unveiling . . . Boss?"

"Yes . . ."

[hr]

The sun was high in the sky, all clocks read noon on the dot, and hundreds of people were bustling about with their own missions- some to protect their own Legendary Pokemon, some to kill said Legendary Pokemon, those with obscure goals, and those who's only goal today was to see an interesting Pokemon Match. All around there were carnival barkers, the fresh smell of food filling the air, cheers from Pokemon Matches just beyond eye sight, and merchandise of every shape and form to buy as souvenirs. To Seer the mass of people felt like a warm of ants, the noises almost maddening in its volume.

Walking through the streets he glanced around at the mass of people staring at him as he moved through them, as they parted way for him like a sea for a massive ship. Hands in his pockets he leisurely trotted through the festival with pride on full display, enjoying the looks he received from all those around him who could actually see him.

And why wouldn't they?

It is not every day that a normal trainer, much less a normal human, saw the Legendary Thunder Dog Pokemon- Raikou!

It's massive paws stomping into the ground as it strode through the stone covered streets the massive Raikou kept its eyes forward, following Seer as they headed towards the meeting place for their next match; though Seer cared little for the Tournament being knocked out would cause a bit of a problem for his goal. Closing his eyes Seer couldn't help but laugh under his breath as he heard people whispering to each other as he and Raikou walked by, "Raikou!"

"Look Mommy!"

"Is that really Raikou?"

"OMG it's a Legendary Pokemon!"

"How is Raikou here?"

"It appears we are gaining a lot of attention," Raikous spoke to Seer with its telepathy, though Seer didn't bother to look back or stop, "Good."

Finally reaching their destination, which fortuitously was within the most liveliness part of the festival, Seer climbed the stairs to face his opponent- a large bulky man with countless muscles covering his body. The man wore a red bandana and looked confident . . . until the sight of a Legendary Pokemon walking up the steps behind Seer managed to register in his tiny brain. Jaw dropping the man took a step back, eyes wide with fear and sweat visibly forming on his brow, "H-Hey man! You m-mu-must be scared to f-fight me if your whipping o-out the big guns already, r-right?"

"Raikou is merely a spectator," Seer answered motioning back to the Legendary Thunder Pokemon as it sat down, growling at the man who shrunk back even more. Hearing that Raikou wouldn't be fighting the martial artist grew a bit more confident, "I-Is that so? Well good! I wouldn't want to harm your Legendary Pokemon with my epically awesome team of bad ass fighters!"

Taking out a Pokemon the man threw it into the air, "Let's so them our moves, Machamp!"

The Superpower Pokemon's shape forming the massive Fighting-Type smashed both hands into the others, letting out a loud cry before jumping seeing Raikou sitting behind Seer. Looking back the Machamp looked concerned until its trainer grinned, "Don't worry old buddy, little doggy is just here to watch us crush his friends."

Nodding Machamp looked back at Seer, motioning for him to bring out his Pokemon so the battle could begin. With an aggravated groan Seer raised his hand, index finger raised, "I like to make my battles exciting so, if I lose to Machamp you win the match and I will allow you to be Raikou's owner."

"W-What?" the martial artist said stumbling over his words, eyes bulging out of his skull and mind racing with thoughts of becoming a Legendary Pokemon's trainer. With a gleam in his eye and nodded, "You're on! Bring out any Pokemon you want! Machamp will beat them down with his Mega Punch of Death!"

Another annoyed groan Seer unclipped his belt, letting all of his Pokeballs drop at Raikou's feet as he walks into the battle ring, the announcer high above them reporting every move and word the two made across the entire island. Grinning at his opponent's confusion Seer pointed at himself, "You must not have understood me well . . . I said if your Machamp could beat me, not one of my Pokemon. I AM YOUR MACHAMP'S OPPONENT!"

"W-What a stunning development!" the female announcer cried into her microphone unable to believe her ears, "It seems Kyle the Fighter's opponent, after making a deal with him over ownership of the Legendary Pokemon Raikou, has decided to go up against Kyle's Machamp on his own! What on Earth could be be thinking!?"

"No problem for me," Kyle the Fighter said with a chuckle, believing that victory was already his, then addressed Machamp, "Machamp try not to harm him too much. Let's start out with a Low Sweep to show him we mean business!"

Crying out Machamp charged forward, raising its muscled leg to strike Seer with- if Machamp's leg landed it could kill the Pokemon Trainer and the announcer knew so, shrieking and looking away thinking the worse would happen. However Machamp's leg missed clearly as Seer ducked under it, grinning at the Superpower Pokemon as he stepped back with a chuckle. Gritting his teeth Kyle the Fighter roared, "Machamp! Karate Chop!"

Swinging all four arms Machamp tried to hit Seer, growing more furious as each succession of strikes failed to miss the young trainer by sometimes mere inches. The announcer screaming into her microphone her as well as everyone watching complete disbelief; Kyle the Fighter roared once more, "Machamp what are you doing! Hit him!! HIT HIM!!!"

"I think it is about time I end this," Seer said leaning back to avoid another punch, his expression showing clearly how bored he was. Reaching out Seer placed his hand against Machamp's chest, his eyes glowing as it had the previous night before he, Keaden and Keldeo teleported. However, this time once his eyes finished glowing he and Machamp were still there, though the Superpower Pokemon stumbled back looking deflated and more tired than it shoulder be. Kyle didn't seem to notice, shouting at his Pokemon, "Machamp use Dynamic Punch of Justice to END HIM!!!"

Raising all four arms Machamp let out a weak shout, only to have Seer's glowing eyes slam it into the ground. Kyle's mouth dropped in astonishment as the announcer coughed in the small cloud of dust that rose from the fallen Machamp, "W-What just happened!? One moment Kyle the Fighter's Machamp was pushing his opponent for all he was worth and the next . . . the next he's down! But, how?!"

"Gravity," Seer said with a small chuckle as the cloud cleared with a breeze, his foot resting on Machamp's back. Glaring at Kyle the Fighter he pointed his open palm down as a purple light formed into a ball with electricity sparking around it, "You see, as a psychic, I'm more than capable of using psychic-type moves . . ."

"B-But that's impossible!" Kyle shouted, "Why are you psychic and your Raikou's owner!?"

"I am merely his Guardian, we do not need to match in order to work together," Seer stated raising the ball of psychic energy above his head, "And now, I end this- PSYCHIC!!!"

"Seer!" Raikou shouted stopping the psychic trainer from killing Machamp. Chuckling, letting the psychic attack vanish, he walked back beside the Thunder Pokemon's side, smirking at him, "You're right, we've already won. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes," Raikou nodded getting up and walking away with Seer back into the excited throng of people who had watched the psychic trainer single-handily take on a Machamp and win.

Looking into the camera the announcer straightened herself up, taking a deep breath, "A-And there you have it! In a battle the likes of which no one has ever seen, the young trainer Seer has clenched victory from certain defeat! As a reminder, King Aurelius has stated that 'as long as your opponent agrees' matches can be set up however you please."

[hr]

Slowing his stride so he could remain beside Raikou Seer kept his eyes forward, "So you think that got their attention?"

"If it did not then they are not worth our time," the Legendary Pokemon replied, "But if they do not make their move quickly we will need to take time so I can regain a little of my strength."

"Of course," Seer said closing his eyes, slowly nodding.

 

[hr]

 

Team Purity? The Other Two Legendary Dogs? The Swords of Justice? Or is it possibly someone else that Seer and, amazingly, the Legendary Thunder Pokemon Raikou are trying to meet with now?

[a bad post]

Ice stretched, yawning as she awoke from her restful sleep, she turned to look at the clock seeing that it read 8:00. She smiled a little at this; usually she couldn’t get more than 3-4 hours of sleep, before fear and paranoia caused her to bolt up in the middle of the night with a  cold sweat. Even if she did get a fully night in, on a few rare occasions, it was always filled terrifying nightmares.

 

Looking around the room she saw Cresselia laying at the foot of her bed, and Delcatty curled up on the bed Unown had been on… Unown!? Where was it! Ice panicked instantly awake, she through the covers off bolting out of bed. She frantically searched the room, waking up Delcatty and Cresselia in the process.

 

“Ice!? Ice what is it your tearing apart the room!?” Cresselia said alarmed at her Trainer’s odd behavior, “Ice what’s wrong, dear?” Totally ignoring her Pokemon Ice continued searching, much to Cresselia’s chagrin. “Ice!”

 

“Yes, Cresselia?” The girl shot up with a start finally noticing her awakened Pokemon.

 

“What are you doing?” The Moon Pokemon asked worried.

 

“The Unown its… its gone,” the blue haired girl’s eyes filled with tears, while Cresselia remained confused, “Cresselia it saw you! What if it belonged to Team Purity… oh I’m so stupid.” Ice sat with her back against the wall, breathing out a heavy sigh, as Cresselia floated over.

 

“You couldn’t have known, besides we’re not for sure yet, maybe it felt better and left,” Cresselia said trying to comfort her Trainer, “and if you’re right, shame on them for taking advantage of you.”

 

 “Yeah. Those meanies, if I see that Unown again I’ll make sure I beat him up~” Delcatty said putting on a tough face, which only made Ice laugh. A sudden beep from Ice’s Data Card, had all the residents of the room up.

 

Please report to the Castle Courtyard at 10:00 AM.

 

-Archanum Staff

 

“I suppose you’ll be getting your next round match-ups,” Cresselia said reading the message. Nodding Ice walked into the bathroom turning on the shower, and folding her clothes neatly on the floor, before washing up. Pulling on her usual attire Ice grabbed six Pokeballs, releasing Mismagius, Swanna, and

Venomoth to lay around the room for the day.

 

“Please stay out of sight, and stay in the room,” Ice said to Cresselia, “if there’s trouble contact me okay.” Cresselia nodded, giving her Trainer a reassuring smile. Nodding Ice exited the hotel room, making her way to the Courtyard.

 

When she arrived in the Courtyard she found it crowded who seemed to be very excited about something. Sneaking through the crowd just hoping to get away she found herself stunned when she saw Raikou. Her eyes settled on a purple haired boy, who seemed to be engaged in hand to hand combat with a Machamp, and sucked in a gasp of air when she felt the same psychic power from him, as last night. She again focused on the battle, were the boy seemed about the kill the Machamp! Ice almost ran forward to try and stop him, but was able to stop when she saw Raikou block the attack. Ice backed into the crowd thoroughly frightened by the man’s deadly display.  

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Can't tell me??

 

I believe he won't tell... Cobalion answered Blake's mental question, thinking back.

 

Blake didn't really know what to do now. Did he and Cobalion do something to make Kaeden and Keldeo upset? But what else could they do? That man was the only other way they could've tried to find them. And it wasn't their first choice to do that, if anything, Blake would've trusted the Psychic Sociopath...maybe that would've been a lot better.

 

Regardless, in his thinking, he didn't realize Kaeden walking off and leaving him, probably to be alone. Blake yawned and was about to get some sleep...

 

BEEP!

 

Aw hell... Blake sighed, as he looked at his DataCard, now hearing the King's announcement. Well there goes my power nap...

 

In your defense, you won't need it. Just have your Raichu send a jolt of electricity into your system. Cobalion said with a chuckle.

 

Cobalion...sometimes I like hearing your ideas like that. Blake thought, with a slight chuckle, as he made his way back to the courtyard.

[~Red~]

Hisoka walked through the crowd of people, typing away on her laptop. Occasionally she would bump into someone, and they would say something angry at her, but she just ignored them. She was lost in cyberspace. It wasn't until she passed a battle and a dark energy swept over her, did she looked up. Before her she saw two amazing sights. One was of a single person going hand to hand with a Machamp...and winning. The purple haired man dodged the attacks left and right and then in a display of amazing power used a pokemon move. Hisoka blinked in astonishment, but even that couldn't top what else she was seeing.

 

A Raikou?! Just sitting there. The Legendary Beast stood proud as he watched the battle, stopping the psychic combatant, before he killed the opposing Pokemon. An idea sprung to mind. Typing away at her computer, Hisoka accessed her computer's webcam. She always kept in running, just in case someone would steal or laptop, so that meant she had caught everything on video. It was of poor quality, but she had indeed got evidence of the psychic trainer taking down the Machamp, as well as pictures of the legendary Raikou. 

 

Opening up an email, she quickly typed a short message. The Tournament is proving to be quite interesting. She sent the message, attaching the video and the pictures. Hisoka made sure to hide her name from the email, keeping it anonymous. She didn't want the King to find out who she was. Just that she was watching. 

[Admiral_Stalfos19]

Terra slowly stirred to life as her DataCard went off, only to jump straight out of her bed and rush to the courtyard. She had already missed the feast, and was paying for it with a grumbling stomach; she wasn't about to miss something with the consequence of getting kicked out of the tournament. She didn't even wait for the doctors to give her clearance. All that mattered to Terra was getting to that courtyard. Eventually she made it. It at least gave her the chance to catch a breather, even considering there were multiple people that got there before her. But now she was wondering what the point of all this was. Terrakion emerged from his Ultra Ball.

 

"First you enter this tournament with overconfidence, and now you're allowing your fears to get a hold on you..." he stated flatly.

 

'That's... that's normal from people!' Terra responded in a panicky manner, 'You saw what happened when I saw that cursed Cyrogonal!'

 

"You have to learn to face it!" Terrakion demanded, "It's the only way you can move on!"

 

Terra didn't make another comment. Her fellow Musketeer was right; she had to ignore her cyrophobia if she were to have any chance of pulling through this tournament, let alone win it. But how could she? For all Terra knew, the other contestants could be running Ice-type moves on their Pokemon just to mess with her.

 

It was clear that all the confidence that Terra had entering this thing was gone, and in its place was naught but pure dread...