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A gentle breeze blew through the void. It carried with it the scent of new grass, flowers, and spring. And then, a voice. Soft and sweet and full of hope. "I hear you, Steven Stone." Overhead, the sky grew lighter, soft colors rippling across the firmament. A single beam of light formed...

A cold shock would run through Nate, ice through his veins and fire across his skin, and for a brief moment he would feel the pure empty hunger of the void, endless, all consuming. Hollow. Then the sensation of something grabbing at him, dragging him down, every horrible memory, every darkest...

Sigmin chuckled at Neo's antics as he listened to Wes and his partner. It was comforting, somehow, to hear someone else's story too. To remember he wasn't the only one who understood. Well, other than Nox, of course. "Orre huh?" The name was vaguely familiar, but then again, he'd never been...

Sigmin and Nox both froze at Neo's words. Their gazes shifted between Neo and Wes, disbelief written across their features. The question seemed to have caught entirely off guard, and it was a minute before they responded. "You... you would do that? For us?" Nox glanced up at Sigmin, eyes...

Sigmin glanced down at Nox and grinned. "I think Neo has the right idea. Let's try to find some food, huh? Maybe we can find a diner that has some leftover pancakes..." He mused, almost half to himself. He started forwards out of the alley, passing through the crowd without them giving him a...

Nox gave a rasping snicker at Neo's enthusiasm. "Very decent of you, I suppose, but we are in no need of rescue." His tongue flicked out and he glanced around, gaze briefly settling on a trash can. "Mmm perhaps a snack though." "Like I said, I don't need to get free from anything," Sigmin said...

Sigmin glanced over, and cracked a half smile when he saw Wes and Neo. "Oh its you. Hey." He gave a nod in greeting before turning his attention back to the crowds again. He seemed somewhat distracted, his gaze faraway. He glanced back again, first at Wes, then at Neo before giving a low...

Reena managed a proper smile, wiping away the tears from her eyes. "Yeah, I guess nobody can. I didn't think of that before." A steadyness crept into her tone for the first time since they began talking. Drampa perked up, a spark in his eyes once more. "You're right. I will help her," he...

Reena’s crying petered out. She sniffled a few times, then finally looked up, seemingly properly noticing Mightyena for the first time. “It’s you,” she said, managing a smile. For some reason she thought Mightyena couldn’t talk before but maybe she’d just missed that... She sniffed again, and...

Alakazam emerged from his ball as Noro turned around. Noro listened quietly as she spoke. Losing doesn't mean failure. Except it did. It meant being second rate. Nobody. Nothing. Winning meant being recognized, being acknowledged. Making others proud. Alakazam's gaze slid over to Noro as she...

Noro seemed to accept the change of scenery to a training grounds without much question. If anything, he was much more interested in it, a noticeable spark of excitement in his eyes to take in his new surroundings. "We have to keep working harder," Alakazam said. "We're nowhere near where we...

Steven's words slowly sunk into Irene. Your decision that day set in motion a chain of events that has brought us here. Here? Where... where was... every time she tried to think about that, she lost her grasp on her thoughts, like trying to remember an old dream. Her thoughts circled back...

Her shoulders hunched and her body stiffened as he spoke. The silence that lingered felt almost oppressive, and Irene kept her eyes fixated anywhere but on Steven now. Finally, after what seemed like nearly an eternity, she spoke. "Yeah, I did. Not like I had anything better to do," she added...

"What, harassing me after you said you didn't want to see me again is that important to you? Aren't you supposed to be off being a good boy or whatever champions do?" she sneered. She turned away, glaring into the distance. Why was Steven here after things went so bad last time they spoke...

That was impossible. Steven couldn't be here, the last time she'd seen him was... Whatever thought she'd had slipped away into a fog. There was no doubt it was Steven, given the hulking beast of an Aggron by his side. A scowl worked its way across her face. She felt Roserade's touch on her arm...

At first, Reena only seemed to cry harder, and it was hard to tell if she even realized Mightyena and Nate were there. Finally she spoke, but she seemed lost, not quite aware of who was there. "I just wanted to try and make some friends but..." she sniffled. "I'll never be able to. I messed it...

Hoopa nodded. "Okay" Their voice wavered with fear. "I'll use the power of this realm to try and project you into the mind of a trainer you have a connection with. Once you're seeing into their mind, you can reach out if you need me. I can try and project something into their minds to help...

As the group approached, the sight before them finally grew clear, both slowly and all at once. Trainers and their pokemon, scattered and spread out like toys left behind by a child. Glowing chains encircled their limp bodies as they seemed to stand, suspended by an unseen force. A girl and a...

As the others distracted Orzo and the legendaries, the small group charged through Hoopa’s ring. They emerged on the other side, with Hoopa shutting the ring behind them. Infinite void stretched before them, a smattering of sickly stars hanging above, casting a pale light. Beneath them appeared...