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For a few seconds, it looked like everything might be working. It wasn't exactly pleasant, having a bunch of unown dragging on his memories, but Nate couldn't exactly blame them. He fed them all he could--not like he hadn't seen a goddamn master ball in operation way more than he ever wouldn't...

Oh, fuck. Yeah, definitely too simple. Nate stared at the widening cracks in the top of the pokéball. It was okay. It was okay! They could totally punch it some more and it'd go back down. No big deal. They were good at punching things. Except now Arceus was here, and Nate had a real sinking...

"Oh, shit," Nate said as he saw Pop charging up. "Wait! I got a bad feeling about this!"

Nate's heart jolted when the pokéball began to crack. Shit. That wasn't exactly easy to do from the inside. It seemed Pop had things under control, though. Nate relaxed, a little, when the ball clicked, but he didn't know if he could let his guard down yet. "Think it's safe?" he asked the...

Nate was too weary to dodge the bolt of energy that shot out of the core--too weary to do anything but register brief shock and irritation. Then the Blacklight beam sizzled off a barrier that hadn't been there a second before. Nate jerked around to see Owen nodding his way. "Thanks," he said...

"Oh, fuck's sake," Nate grumbled, and tossed the pokéball at the Blacklight core-thing.

Nate's eyes widened as he noticed the core-thing glowing brighter. That had better not mean it was powering up again." "Hey! Anybody got any sleep shit left on them? Let's knock that thing out for a bit while we figure out what to do."

"Whoah. Destroy?" Nate said. "Ain't that a bad idea? Like with the whole Dark Matter where you bust it and that just makes it come back stronger? I know this ain't a Dark Matter, but... They got a thing or two in common, don't they?" Nate watched the orb drift around, nervous. Rocky was...

It was all over in one huge attack, energy blasts annihilating the monster's creepy tentacles and exposing is glowing core. And then came the counterattack, sheets of Blacklight energy, meteor impacts, and, finally, another massive explosion. The blast of Blacklight power might have launched...

"Some fucking god," Nate sneered as Soda went down, pinned by Diyem and one of his own substitutes. Fucking pathetic. After all the big talk and the fucking moon cannon, that shithead cracked almost immediately once he'd actually come under fire. Rocky hung back, watching Nate nervously. He...

"You worthless piece of shit," Nate snarled, kicking the shadow mudkip hard enough to unstick it from its puddle of tears. "So fucking weak. What are you gonna do? Lie there and fucking cry about it? Shut! Up!" He punctuated each word with a blow, and the shadow cringed and wailed all the while...

The battle dissolved into chaos the way it always did, shadows and pokémon mingling, unown swirling all between them, firing hidden power attacks in every direction. Somewhere in the back Soda was up to something, no doubt. Nate barely remembered he was there. "Stop it!" the shadow mudkip...

Nate felt like he'd managed to sleep for a week, somehow, and then suddenly they were all crowded around in Destiny Tower, preparing to head up to the moon for real. What the fuck had happened? Apparently somebody else had figured out how they were going to actually fucking get there and not...