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May took a deep breath. Different world. Why not? "We've got a legendary telling us to save the world. He doesn't really know what he's doing. Just picked some kids out of a crowd. I'm not even one of the ones he picked; he picked my friend. I just got mixed up in it anyway. But if you know the...

Spirit's ears flattened back in alarm. She looked confused, distraught. Had to be pretty hard for her to imagine anyone being distressed at the thought of being a special chosen hero. Gen was whimpering, crying. May wished Spirit had never started this conversation. She looked away, rubbing her...

Gen flinched at that. It was pretty hard to picture him going around saving the world, but she supposed you could say the same about Mark. "Coleane was very adamant that the only humans in her world were heroes," Spirit said. "If the Voice of Life summons heroes for a purpose, then surely you...

He was from Johto. Something jolted uncomfortably in May's stomach. She'd been to Goldenrod, on holidays and sometimes when they needed something from the big city and all its specialty stores and businesses, back before her mom'd left. Different Goldenrod, of course - probably. He did say he'd...

What. May looked sharply back towards them. Spirit looked startled, too; probably she'd been imagining Gen might be keeping a secret more like her own, not that. "Hang on, hang on," May said, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You used to be human? As in, you just got... turned into a Pokémon...

Gen looked uncomfortable. Hard to be surprised. Spirit nodded. "Yes. Well remembered." May raised a hand in a brief wave and stood up to browse through the bookcase. Seemed to have various books on training. Something about Unovan triple battles might be useful, maybe. Spirit looked after...

At least nothing had happened that morning. What a thing to be grateful for. May had a quiet breakfast of cornflakes and then considered what to do, who to interrogate, where to investigate. Once again she hadn't slept much. Spirit had chosen to keep restlessly talking about that dumb excited...

Ooh, striking the ground and then causing sleep does make sense for Secret Power...

The description of Steven getting attacked. Note the scent, the Flash, a cloud of smoke, and something strikes the ground, radiates energy, and begins to put them to sleep. The cloud of smoke could be a Smoke Ball, which would explain how the entity bypassed the Block. My first thought here...

Spirit looked up at May, her ears perking. May hesitated; training with a coordinator? But Blair and her Pokémon did seem pretty clever, and after the talk she was pretty sure they could trust them. "...Yeah. Okay." Spirit'd get to show off, at any rate; that was something either way. "Sure."...

May sighed. "Yeah, I've been gathering a lot of worlds don't have people learning Pokémon speech at school." At least with Psychic-types Blair could talk to them anyway if she wanted. Different for people like the guy with the Mightyena. She supposed if they did contests, that explained...

May glanced at Spirit, who gave a quick nod. "Makes sense," May said. "So were you training here, or somewhere else? Saw nothing out of place?" As Grumpig talked, she looked over, raising an eyebrow. "So you're more the contest type than the battling type, then? Or both?" Spirit tossed her...

"Magic..." Wait, she meant Magic Powder, right? "That's the one that turns their type into Psychic, right? Yeah, that's pretty clever." It checked out. Was there any chance that sort of thing would've helped for kidnapping? Hard to tell. But it wasn't the two disturbed TMs, at any rate. May...

Blair was watching her closely, trying to figure her out. May gave a casual nod. "Thunder Wave could be a good idea," she said. "The kidnapper, I don't know, not all that much else. Something about yellow. What kind of move'd you get for Hatterene? Sounded like you were saying she had a new one...

May shook her hand, glancing at the two Pokémon. Grumpig was staring at Spirit's necklace and it gave her the creeps. "May," she said. Spirit straightened, staying wary. "It was given to me," she said. "Trying out new moves? TMs or the like?"

May approached the three slowly, watching them. Just training, it seemed like. Hatterene's new move? Off the top of her head she didn't think Hatterene could learn Focus Blast or Flash, but it wasn't like she'd used one. "Hey," she said, raising a hand. They were alone here. Spirit was plenty...

The clues that they had (according to the group chat that she'd managed to access on her Pokégear after asking around at the hotel) suggested some kind of Psychic-type. Something yellow. Somebody using Flash and Focus Blast. Well, there was a trainer here with a yellow Grumpig, a Psychic-type...

At the infirmary! This suggests the berries mentioned by Sleet (collected by a Pokémon that doesn't leave footprints) were part of what was detected in Franklin's room (the sweet part, presumably). Wasn't there some mention somewhere that Scizor had a particular kind of favorite berry? So if...

May took a deep breath. "I think it does matter," she said between clenched teeth. "Somebody just disappeared, and you..." Were there. "Please," Spirit said, lowering her head. "Anything you saw might help."

So much for that battle they'd been planning to have. May clutched at Spirit's mane as they looked around the scene, heard the shouts. "What?" she asked, marching up to the trainer with the Nosepass. "What do you mean by that?"