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...Let him through, then. There is no way around it. Everyone... just be careful. This is not a battle to win with combat.

"Please move aside so we may address our items and his outstanding wellness check. This will be your last verbal request. We apologize for any inconvenience."

"There are five items detailing the purpose of this meeting. Item 1: Routine Wellness Check, delayed after several unresponsive results when contact attempts were made. Item 2: Class-V Multidimensional Threat Detection. We have reason to believe that he is involved with its creation or...

To this, Zygarde stopped. He was only a few steps away from the front, which made Dill a direct block between him and the door. Finally, the first sense of expression came from the Zygarde, through his flickering eyes. It was only a flash. What it meant couldn't be discerned. "Hello." Flat...

Zygarde is usually the leader. All the others take on forms as they like. They could be anything. They could be bystanders in perfect disguise.

"If that's what you want," Brulee said, his voice tinged with the crackle of flame. A tornado of orange and red enveloped Brisa and Brulee.

Do not, Diyem suddenly spoke up, threaten him. Do not fight him. Do... nothing to provoke him. Do not attack him. Be very careful. Overseers do not travel alone.

Zygarde was on the main road, now, toward Diyem's house, which looked like it was completely empty. No life inside, not even Diyem's flame. But he certainly hadn't fled; there was a weak, instinctual tug from Saltriv and Dill that suggested their leader was still there. He stopped only a few...

No answer.

Zygarde continued down the road, taking a few minor turns, and it became rapidly apparent where he was heading after one last turn. It narrowed down the odds and paths familiar to Team Spectrum, and it was too specific in these offshoot roads to be anything else. Zygarde was heading to Diyem's...

TELL ME EXACTLY WHERE HE IS, NOW. D-Diyem! It's okay! Just check their badges! They're in Central Crossroads, so... There was a long silence. Diyem wasn't speaking to them. Diyem? Cal spoke up. They're heading to Rocky Road. Diyem's badge is there, too.

That's weird, Owen said. Do you think maybe that's Sprout? The Incineroar? Maybe all Zygarde just act that way or someth-- Where was he going. Now. Answer.

Zygarde continued along for a while, but stopped again when the pair kept pace. He stared at them again, expression completely unmoving. Then, he raised a paw and made a gentle flick with it. From what seemed like nowhere, a strange device appeared. It resembled a badge. He looked at it while it...

Zygarde stopped walking and turned his head, staring at them. No pupils, no smile, no expression whatsoever. They didn't even flicker or dim. Then, just as expressionless, he turned ahead and continued walking.

Another similar scream sent Brulee tumbling back again, and then once more he rose from the ashes of his own feathers completely renewed. But the flames sputtered around him, little embers dancing and fading more than usual. "S-so maybe you're... stronger than I thought," Brulee said. "That's...

There were a lot of Pokemon milling about Destiny Village as usual. Dill and Saltriv got glances now and then, as well as nods and a strong sense of recognition. Saving the world tended to do that, after all. There was indeed a Zygarde in the streets. He walked with purpose. This one appeared...

"Gyaaaah!" Brulee went flying back, skidding along the sand, before trembling his way back up, puffing. "N-no. Getting taken down once... is just the start! I'm... not finished yet!" "Rising from electrified ash, Brulee is good as new!" Incineroar said. "Will Brisa be able to outpace the...

Brulee opened one eye, then both. That hurt, yes, but... He was expecting a much harder strike. He shook it off, breathing a sigh. "A-alright, if that's how you're going to do this..." He spread his wings. "Don't say I didn't warn you!" He didn't remember if he actually did. Brulee rushed...

"So that's your game, is it?" Brulee said. "Fine! I guess that means I'll just have to get through you first!" Then came a flurry of blows, merciless and unyielding, as the skies seemed to get brighter... Brulee looked like he was bracing for something painful. He knew what came next. He'd...

Brulee laughed a little. He seemed... jollier than before. Maybe the stress of Meringue and his mentor being in trouble--his mortal brother--had gotten to him. But now, he was cheerful, beaming, even. "I figured you'd challenge me next," he said. "Don't forget that I'm ahead of my brother on...