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"...Fine," Rayquaza said. "I accept your proposal. In two days, we shall battle again at the Colosseum. There we can expose who is right and who is wrong." "Through battle?" Owen said, frowning. He liked battle as much as the next battle-hungry Pokemon, but he didn't think it was the best way...

Shield looked unimpressed. "It's as you said," he said. "Petty theft. Would this Diyem of yours really show his cards for something that simple? Exerting control would have been a last resort. He is waiting to use that power once, when it truly counts, so you don't have the chance to figure out...

Rayquaza's glare redoubled. "Then you truly believe you can stand up to me?" he said. "The corruption still hasn't completely left your system." Maple gestured to Rayquaza's form. "It may take a few days for it to completely fade. You should watch your thoughts until then." "My thoughts are...

"Really, you'll fight him? How?" Shield crossed his arms, then swept over them with his eyes. "You, whose powers are primarily from him? Can't he control you if he wanted?" "He never did that," Owen said. "He could have tried that a bunch of times but he never actually did." "He could be...

"I can think of a lot of ways to enjoy company," Darkwhite said, prodding at the couch for something invisible. Then, she disappeared, reappearing a few seconds later with some snacks and finger foods. "Like this! Who doesn't like food?"

A strange haze covered the ground nearby, and two bright eyes peered out from the shadows. Ethereal giggling followed, and then a Mew--purple fur, black eyes, and white irises, complete with a spaded tail--popped out and crawled underneath the couch. "This place is pretty co--" she cleared her...

Shield shook his head and raised his hands. "No," he said. "No, I think I have my assumptions right on. You guys are pawns in all of this. Your Dark Matter must have been using you as... some sort of tether to get into this world." "What makes you say that?" Maple asked. "The Dark Matter that...

Karat scowled at Cabot, but said nothing. Brisa had said it for him. "You mean that... Darkwhite?" Shield said. "I don't... I don't know. I don't recognize her by her appearance, and I don't know what's going on with her, but that... the feel I have for her. The aura? I--I'm not familiar with...

Pansit watched Saltriv go, still inquisitive, but she didn't push. Instead, she completed her own purchase, stepped out, jotted a few notes down, and flew away. <><><>

Pansit tilted her head. "You didn't know? I was certain that was what Team Spectrum's true origins are. A very noble sort of goal, if you ask me, though I see why they'd want to hide it..." She hummed, puzzled. Surely Team Spectrum would know, right? Soon, the shopkeeper returned with Saltriv's...

"It must weigh heavily on Rayquaza's mind in particular," Maple remarked, looking to the ceiling. "After all, this is the second time in a half-century that he'd been corrupted and then bested by mortals." She eyed the team. "Granted, it took more than three this time." Rayquaza's sphere...

<><><> Maple still didn't appreciate being in Destiny Tower after all the time she'd spent there recovering from her encounter with Joule. The pristine, white walls of the tower only reminded her of her weakness. Still, she shoved those feelings aside and nodded toward the team. "Thank you all...

"Saltriv, Saltriv, okay," Flygon leaned forward and held out a hand. "And my name is Pansit! Tell me--is it true that your team works for a reformed Dark Matter?"

"Sweet. Mission accomplished, everyone." Pop nodded to them. "I'm gonna take these guys in for a quick talk if you guys wanna follow. Otherwise, peace." He surrounded the area in a bright light, and then all of them, aside from that single Xatu, left the canyon. <><><>

Darkwhite held her breath, and when it seemed that everyone else was staring at her in silence, she curled up her fists and stared at the ground. Then, in a black flash, she disappeared. "Uh--where'd she go?" Owen asked, and Wishkeeper swiveled left and right, but found nothing. It wasn't until...

Typhlosion frowned, but he seemed to recognize the drawing. And whatever Nate said, or whatever Typhlosion interpreted, it was enough to have him stand down. Convenient, because Typhlosion looked ready to lash out at Darkwhite. The corrupted, hazy Mew had gone back to laughing when Shield said...

Flygon looked toward Saltriv as the shopkeeper grabbed a notebook appropriate for the customer's size. "Oh, you're..." she hummed, then looked through her used notebook. "...You're part of Team Spectrum! Yes, I recognize that leaf..."

There were several shops down by the commercial district for all kinds of supplies, foods, and knickknacks. Surely there would be something for journals and other paperwork. And, indeed, after some looking around, Saltriv would happen upon a Flygon that was looking for the same thing, standing...

Here for Catnip! (Sorry for being close to the deadline) This was a short and sweet take on a more villainous (bit of a strong word, all things considered) duo, actual partners in crime! I don't have a whole lot to comment on mechanics wise because I think it was well put together, though I...

Shield looked to Bahamut, then back at Darkwhite. "...I'm fighting a Mewtwo with the help of another Mewtwo," he said simply. "He was supposed to come with me. He was going to take you out when you weren't looking. But he's..." "Sorry, I crashed that party." Behind them, in a flash of golden...