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Two Pokemon, completely mundane in appearance, stood on opposite ends of the arena, staring each other down with the exact same expression. A blank, analytical indifference, both feigned, both truly very interested, curious for differing reasons. The crowd, unlike its usual cheers and hype, was...

"Same room as before, but this time with extra security and two rooms!" Chip replied cheerfully, floating out from the right hall. "Did you want to see that? Waiting for anyone else to show up, too?" He leaned left. "Owen showed up here a little while ago, but he was feeling anxious looking at...

Silver watched the exchange awkwardly, having no interest in trying to get involved in Spectrum interpersonal matters. Still, he did at least comment. "Back when I was training really hard, I learned that taking breaks can help get stronger so your body has time to process all the exertion. No...

Well uh, in other news, does--did anybody know about Diyem and Maple fighting? What? Fighting? Like, a lovers quarrel? Cal quipped. Wh--no, in the Colosseum. Also don't they kind of have other people? Aw, c'mon! They're perfect for each other! Two dragon monsters that are Voices with a power...

Sunny slowly got up, looking like she hadn't remembered the specifics of what had happened, or how she had put up so much of a fight against them in the first place. Instead, she grinned. "Well, I'm glad I was able to do so well! Especially against three of you! Or, er, however many there are...

The audience gasped in surprise, but when the dust all settled, they saw the spirits had disappeared, perhaps withdrawn when a stray blast had finally rolled Sunny all the way to the back of the arena, looking dazed and barely conscious. Incineroar checked the vitality sensors and nodded, then...

Once again thanks for the review, Tetra! Glad that you're enjoying yourself and I'm excited to see how you react to the incoming events! And next up, chapter 113... Chapter 113 – Nostalgia Owen stood under the shower with a resolute look in his eyes, staring at Zena and the others despite...

This time, Sunny actually looked a little hurt, clutching at a welt on her side while one of her eyes wasn't able to completely open. "Oof... th-those attacks are really tough!" she said. "I don't think I can keep doing this... I need to regroup!" "They guarded Cynthian, at least," Owen...

I think I know what's going on, Owen said. Sorry, guys. We'll have to wait a few more days. Wait, isn't our attack on Eien in a few days? Yeah.

"I--I have to attack, too? Well... I'll... I'll try my best! I know one thing I use sometimes...!" A few of the attacks had nicked her cheek and it was looking a little bruised beneath her thin fur. But she puffed up her body, as if taking in a great breath, and then screamed. "YOU KIDS BETTER...

Nip was winded and it was hard to tell exactly why, or when he'd been running, or if he should have been at all. It was nighttime; the sky was total blackness. The forest trees were relentlessly thorny and forgave not even the slightest misstep. The ground was frozen and packed with a thin layer...

It was like waking up in the middle of a nightmare. There Mellow stood in some town that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar. A crowd of shadowy beings that she recognized as village folk were leering at her in disgust or fear, and sometimes both. "Look at her," said one. "Look at what she's...

Koa awoke in the middle of an abandoned building. Metallic desks and odd tools suggested it was perhaps a lab or research facility, but beyond that, it was anyone's guess. There were no signs or other indicators to suggest that there was anything present there at all... but perhaps that was...

Everything spun at first, until eventually Icetales awoke to another swath of darkness and dust and bitter winds. Had it all been some elaborate dream? Icetales awoke bound in chains, but they had a lot of give. Even the most basic tugs would break them, leaving only a clattering, metallic...

It was dark. Cynthian knew this. And despite that, she could see perfectly fine through the gloom of these familiar trees and flowers. She was on the ground, staring skyward, but inevitably she would have to rise to the sense that she was being watched. Nothing moved, but she could feel them...

Silver made another grunt, noncommittal. "I don't know if I want to get involved in that," he said. "Maybe I'll observe, but I don't know what I'd do to help. Plus, I saw what those things did to one Mewtwo... and apparently the other Mewtwo on this planet turned into some kind of mutant hybrid...

"Stole, huh?" Silver seemed less amused, but he didn't look interested in pressing Nate over it. He instead shrugged and leaned back. "Hmph... I just don't like sitting around feeling useless. But apparently now that I don't have any Blacklight power anymore, I'm useless against whatever's...

"Ow, ow, ow...!" Significantly weakened beats of grass and seeds struck Sunny in the face and chest, forcing her to roll over. She curled up again. "This is way more than I was expecting...! Hang on! G-give me a chance to breathe, here!" "Oh no," Owen said. "I think I know what's going on...

"Oh! Oh!" Sunny narrowly rolled out of the way of most of the attack, looking like just a nick of it had done a lot of damage to her side. She winced a little, panting, but Cynthian would get a sense that the whip had been caught by something moments before striking Sunny. That should have hit...

Silver thought about it, but it looked like he was having trouble remembering. Perhaps he was also wondering what sort of technicality fell into play when he was jumping worlds, or when he was actually a Pokemon... How did that all count? "I guess I started as a proper trainer when I stole this...