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A Tropius arrived, looking worried, a small Oshawott clutching onto her neck. She'd left mid-chat with her friends when she heard the scream, and now... "What happened?" she asked, sniffing around for any odd scents. [Coleane used Odor Sleuth!] Gen whimpered as they arrived at the cove. He...

Gen woke up, in a body that was once more not his own. He looked at his furry arms, felt his tail brush against the ground, and burst into tears. Figures. He gets five minutes to be a human again, and he spends it in intense agony and fear. Why did he expect anything less? Why did he ever...

"P-please..." Gen's vision was getting blurry. His senses were failing him. He vaguely heard a loud noise, but he couldn't tell what it was. "I d-don't want to die...I d-don't want..." Gen lost consciousness...but he was still breathing.

Gen recognized that blast of black and violet energy. He'd seen it before, on the second day of him being a Pokemon in that other world, when he and two friends had went to find and purify a Flapple...who was a Shadow Pokemon. "D-did...did he just b-become a Shadow Pokemon?!" Gen said, eyes...

"I-it's ok, it's ok, it's o-ok..." Gen said, as he continued to hug his uncle tightly. He was trembling...but he was trying.

Gen hesitated...then hugged his uncle, finally able to properly wrap his arms around someone for the first time since he lost his human body.

Gen's trembling only got worse, and he backed away from his uncle. "P-please don't h-hurt me..." he said, looking absolutely terrified.

Gen suddenly felt...different. Taller. Less fuzzy. He couldn't feel his tail anymore, too... He felt...more right. He looked down at his arms, and screamed in delight. "I H-HAVE HANDS AGAIN!" He yelled, flexing his fingers, waving them around, relishing in the dexterity he had regained...

"S-switch hearts? Ritual? ...w-wait, you're g-going to take me b-back to my home?" Gen asked, so many questions flooding through his mind. But...if it would maybe bring him home... Gen nodded, clutching tightly onto his uncle.

Gen was huddled next to Wallace, not saying a word. He was going to maybe meet a Mythical Pokemon. A real Mythical Pokemon. That... He began trembling, holding tightly onto his uncle.