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"Well, it's only theoretical," Chip said, "but I think that's what might have happened if someone with an Eterna Parasite was overpowered naturally, instead of by an external force. Perhaps that was what happened to Xerneas before he was placed somewhere else to not raise suspicion, same for...

Eien nodded. "It's a sad fate no matter how you look at it," she said. "But... Bahamut, I do not think you understand. When I gave you the very power that could be used to kill me, it... it gave me peace of mind." Owen seemed briefly shocked, but he hid it. He nodded along; the realization...

"Eh?" Chip asked, fidgeting again. "I, er, I... What do you mean, again? I don't waste time! E-everything I do is for the sake of scientific advancement and research! I, well, I mean, I'm for the sake of scientific advancement!" He floated this way and that. "Buffet looked, Xernatus looked, it...

"I guess so," Owen said, frowning. "Oh... and Bahamut," Eien said, her pupils dimming. "I want to thank you. Really. For all that you did to help me, I... owe you a great deal, don't I? Without your help, I do not think my rescue--and in general, all of this--could have gone nearly as well as...

Owen was quiet. "I'm just fine, thank you," Diyem muttered. "Eien has a special technique that can nullify energies and manipulate spirits, weakly. I cannot do such things to myself... but Eien can to me. She can suppress the reaction I get to positive emotions. My spirit has a tendency to slip...

"I am perfectly fine, thank you," Diyem said. "Are you sure?" Owen asked. "What? Why?" "Well..." Owen glanced uncertainly at Cal, then at Bahamut. "You're doing that thing you aren't supposed to do," Cal said, pointing at her own face. "And that is..." "You're smiling, and, like, there's...

"Results? What was that about results?" Chip emerged from his office and tilted his head. "Finding Soda? Still working on that. It's pretty hard. Oh, but I was able to figure out where the two Substitutes we do know are, so that's a good first step! But the range is only to within the city...

"Oh, Diyem tried cooking a few weeks ago," Eien explained.

"Hey! I'm not some tiny kid anymore, you know!" Cal protested, slithering into the window. "Tiny to us," Owen hummed, deciding instead to take the door. He could already tell what was inside, though, and that the door was unlocked, so he pushed it open and stepped through. Diyem was lounging...

"Well, that's partly why I want to check on him," Owen admitted. "Diyem kind of lost it the last time he got exposed to Eterna energy. Just want to make... absolutely sure he's okay and stuff."

"We were thinking about checking on Eien and Diyem, but then, uh, we found that you... were... here." Owen paused. "Is everything alright? You know, there's still time to get a home somewhere on this street." "Does the air around you get steamy when it rains?" Cal added helpfully.

Zinc is startled at first, but agrees, remarking that even if it's for a short while, she wouldn't mind something like that. Cresselia was bedridden for a while, but slowly recovered. She seems to be getting her strength back faster than the moon itself. Though, they did not appear to be very...

"...Bahamut?" Owen frowned, arms crossed. "What're you doing in the middle of the road?" "I think he's sleeping," Cal said. "No, he is. But, uh." He looked left and right, then back at Bahamut. "I'd say it's out of the ordinary, but at the same time, it could just be the next step in the...

Chip was at his usual business deeper in the lab. With Silver's team out of the place and at Starr and Nate's home, he seemed to have more free time--especially since he'd lost interest in checking and studying the team for a while, now. The two parasites they had taken were still in their...

On the days that followed, Diyem and Eien took the time to recover as well as they could. The moon's orbit was strange, but it wasn't in the sky for the time being, and the pair occasionally went flying together in the skies. It apparently helped Eien better acclimate to the atmosphere of...

Chip wasn't fully responsive, but he did reach out and shake Brisa's paw. He buzzed something that sounded more like a corrupted sound file, and then his eyes flickered out. "Entering recovery mode." Sighing, Reshiram swooped in as Incineroar announced the battle results, giving Brisa and...

Owen sighed, nodding. "I guess we'll think that one through," he said. "Oh, and welcome back, Eien. Or, uh, nice to meet you?" Eien nodded and seemed to smile, though her skeletal face made that hard to truly tell. Even Owen was having trouble discerning it all, with how alien her body was...

Mecha Arceus staggered back a few more times, its head and limbs twitching in strange ways, before suddenly crouching down. "Good good good good shot!" A rain of stardust and the clouds of hazy space surrounded the arena, fading out as Brisa saw flashes of what seemed to be the cosmos itself...

"He-hey! You can't do that!" Chip shouted, flipping open the observation screen to point at Brisa as the Reviver Seed started to do its work. "That's... too clever! well, don't worry! I have just the thing for tricksters like you! My next attack will be your last!" Chip shut the door again...

Chip went flying, but stopped himself in midair, panting. That Hyper Beam had taken a lot out of him, even though to Brisa it had only been a mild inconvenience against her natural vitality. It was as if her very presence was deflecting the beam away from her. "I... my creations... are being...