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Pokémon PMD: Dual Realities

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Oculus049

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Author Notes:

Finally porting it over from AO3! Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated! Always looking to improve my writing.

Summary:
A tale of two similar, yet different worlds. Mysteries are afoot as an experiment goes horribly wrong, an unidentifiable unkillable enemy emerges, and a mysterious artifact equipped with the power to change reality and reveal the unseen is discovered, as a girl struggles to understand what she has been wrapped into.

Chapters:

Part 1 - Zephyrus

Chapter 1: Ground Zero
Chapter 2: "It was a dark and stormy night..."
Chapter 3: Just Another Completely Normal Day in Syllose
Chapter 4: Peak Serenity at Serenity Peak
Chapter 5: All Questions, No Answers
Chapter 6: The Dyadian Artifact
Chapter 7: Tiny Slices of Life
Chapter 8: Ethereal Visions

Part 2 - Delta

Chapter 9: Masked
Chapter 10: Reunion
 
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Chapter 1: Ground Zero

Oculus049

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In the legends of past times, there have been many calamities that threatened the peace of the world. To stop each of these calamities, a duo of heroes was called upon; they were collectively known as the Dyads of Legend. A duo of Pokémon who reincarnated again and again to protect the planet and maintain peace and order. One Pokémon always came from the world they were destined to save, the other always came from a foreign world, transformed into a Pokémon from a different form, but still filled with the same determination to save it. Who they were and how they came about were always a mystery.

With the defeat of the Great Evil, there seemed to be no more calamities to threaten the world. The deities that protected the earth went to sleep. The Pokémon of the world lived again in peace. And the services of the Dyads were thanked as they would never be needed again. But something new lurks on the horizon…

Part 1: Zephyrus



Syllose City: Alpha Labs - 1:42 PM

The bright white fluorescent lights and bright white tiled floors and bright white walls of the office building were a bit irritating to Garret Reeves. He would’ve preferred spending time outdoors in more natural environments like ones with green oak trees, blue clear skies, and red fruit bushes. But he didn’t let that bother him, as this was an important day for both him and his team.

“Aren’t you excited Garret?” said the man next to him as they paced down the hall, their dress shoes clacking against the tiled linoleum floor. “Finally, we get to make a breakthrough with the project!”

Garret readjusted the messenger bag on his shoulder a little. “Totally Wayne, but I don’t see the need to walk so fast.”

“Nonsense my friend,” Wayne replied, “walking faster means we go places faster which means we get to do things earlier and thus faster. Honestly man, at least show a little bit of pep! You’re always laid-back and relaxed all the time, nothing ever riles you up!”

As they reached the end of the hall, Wayne pressed the button on the elevator and it opened with a ding.

Garret simply smiled and shrugged as they entered the elevator. “Well, when you hired me you said that you were looking for a trainer who is ‘unfazed’ by anything, so I’m just doing my job.”

“Ha!” Wayne laughed at the comment as he patted Garret on the shoulder. “Even so, you should lighten up a little. C’mon, it was in large part due to your efforts that we could get the materials for the project. Plus, you really don’t have to even work today, you just get to lay back and watch the experiment!”

Wayne pushed the button to floor “B2” and they started to head down.

The elevator had a few mirrors inside where one could look back at their own reflection. Garret had a rough complexion, with a short bristly beard and black short hair. He was also somewhat tan, as if he spent a lot of time in the sun. He was fairly muscular too, so if you gave him a flannel (which he usually wore with jeans) he would’ve looked like a lumberjack minus the bushy beard. But today he wore a more professional look with a dress shirt, dress pants, and dress shoes with a blazer.

Wayne on the other hand was slightly taller and skinnier, had a freshly shaved beard, neatly combed brown hair, and is almost pale from how little he goes outside. He wore a full 3-piece white suit with a black tie and black dress shoes in addition to his silver Rolex watch.

“Just think about it,” Wayne continued, “creating power from evolution stones! Not only is the energy output massive and extremely efficient, but it’s also a completely clean source of power! No more pollution from coal plants, gasoline, and other fossil fuels. I mean heck, we could probably compete with nuclear fuel!”

“Theoretically,” Garret replied, “if it works.”

Wayne scoffed. “Of course it’ll work! Do you not have any faith in your wife Sarah and all the lab techs down there?”

“Of course I have faith it’ll work. I just think it’s always good to not prematurely assume.”

“Look Garret, I appreciate your caution, but you have to stop being such a pessimist. It wouldn’t hurt to be a little optimistic now wouldn’t it?”

“I’m not trying to be pessimistic, but I guess with me being the pessimist and you being the optimist, I guess we balance each other out well.”

“Ha ha!” Wayne laughed at Garret’s comment. “See! Now that’s optimistic thinking!”

The elevator opened and the two men walked out into a small room. The ambiance in the basement felt more industrial with dark gray concrete making up the floor, walls, and ceiling, and humming fluorescent lights filling any silence. The back-end of the room led to a secure door where they were greeted by a tough-looking security guard with a growlithe to their side. “Hello Mr. Parme and Mr. Reeves. Your day going well so far?” they asked as they swiped their keycard on the door scanner and held the door open for the two.

“Yessir Bill!” replied Wayne as he patted Bill on the shoulder. “Hey, make sure you give my regards to Sandra though. I hope she gets over that flu soon.”

“Aw thanks boss. I’ll let her know!”

The two men continued down another long hallway with various labeled signs that read: “Unit B2-A”, “Unit B2-B”, “Unit B2-C”, etc. But they only ended up going into the first room “B2-A”. As they entered, they were greeted by the sounds of busy chatter from the various engineers, scientists, and other workers.

The first room was relatively small and relatively simple. It was just a viewing area that overlooked a larger chamber. It had a control panel consisting of various PCs that can control and monitor different systems.

Past the glass though was the main attraction. It was a relatively large circular chamber that could probably fit a party of fifty people. Three thick heavy-duty cables extended from the walls and joined together in the center of the room where they were plugged into the top of a huge metal and pillar-shaped structure.

The center of the pillar had a glass section where you could a rainbow-colored stone on a small pedestal inside. Just above that were three nodes where the heavy-duty cables were connected to. Protruding from the pillar just above the nodes were smaller cylindrical canisters that each carried a thunderstone inside. On the side of the pillar at the base was a metal latched door leading into a small glass chamber.

A few scientists in white lab coats were sitting at some of the PCs in the room typing away. A few of them turned around in their swivel chairs when they heard the door open. “Garret! Wayne!” One of the scientists exclaimed as she got up and approached the two. “We’re just finishing up prep here, should be good in about 10 minutes.”

“Great Sarah!” Wayne replied. “Is it a problem if I check with the others down there?”

“Not at all, I’m sure they’d be glad to see you. In fact, I think Darren is part of the crew down there.”

“Oh really? Has he been working hard?”

Sarah nodded. “Yep, for being a new intern, he’s done a lot to help out the team.”

Wayne nodded. “Excellent! Well, I’ll head down and leave you two to talk then,” he said as he gave a small wave and started walking out of the observation room into the larger chamber below.

“Sarah Reeves, Chief Scientist at Alpha Labs” (as it read on her name tag) had long blonde hair (though a bit messy) and emerald green eyes. She was wearing a pair of square glasses, a standard lab coat with jeans, and a purple and black T-shirt that was only somewhat visible underneath the coat. It had a logo for a rock band called “TOXIC WAVE” that had a toxtricity, loudred, rotom, and a few other Pokémon on it.

Garret and Sarah embraced in a hug for a bit before talking. “Hey mister, you’re actually wearing something workplace approved for once!” Sarah teased.

“Yeah…” Garret replied as he scratched the back of his neck. “Figured I should wear something a little more professional-looking for the project today.

“Though you are missing something…” Sarah noted.

“Oh?”

“AH! You aren’t wearing your scarf! Isn’t it super important that you keep it on all the time?”

“Not really, just when I go to sleep. It isn’t an issue if I take it off every now and then. I just left it at home for today so it doesn’t ruin the look.”

“I guess that’s fine then… Speaking of home, did everything go well at my mom’s?”

“Mhm,” Garret nodded. “I dropped Stella off and everything went swimmingly. I thought she’d be bored staying with just her grandma, but the neighbors have a kid of their own that she was playing with.”

“Oh, you must mean the Lane family, right?”

“Yeah, though I didn’t get to introduce myself properly since I was in such a rush to get here.”

“Well after we’re done here and we go to pick up Stella, maybe I can introduce you to them?”

Garret nodded. “Sounds good.”

Just at that moment, Wayne and another scientist walked back into the room from the chamber below. “We’re just about ready to start Mrs. Reeves. Just 2 minutes now.” Said the other scientist.

Garret looked into the chamber below to where some of the other scientists were readying up some equipment and other workers were inspecting miscellaneous cables. He watched as a scientist carried a shiny stone (the evolution stone) in a small case to another scientist who was with a minccino. That scientist then led the minccino into the lower chamber of the machine, gave them the case with the shiny stone, and closed the chamber door.

“Let me try to understand this,” Garret said. “So basically the idea is to have minccinno evolve using the shiny stone I collected, then channel the excess energy from their evolution into that rainbow-stone, which then powers up the thunderstones and produces electricity?”

“Yep, you got it!” exclaimed Sarah as she sat down at one of the computers. “It comes at no expense to the Pokémon too since the energy we are absorbing is unused energy from the evolution process. Otherwise, all of that excess stuff dissipates into the air. It’s pretty safe. Once we determine that producing electricity like this is possible, then we can move to finding more sustainable sources of energy since it wouldn’t be too practical or efficient to have a Pokémon evolve every time we want to extract energy from an evolution stone. Who knows, there might even be a way to get the stuff directly from the stones.”

“Right…” Garret replied, slightly overwhelmed by the info dump from Sarah. “I’m glad that it’s safe at least.”

“Oh of course it is! We even have variable energy dampeners to make sure everything goes smoothly,” Sarah replied as she gestured to the computer screen.

Wayne patted Garret on the shoulder. “No worries Garret, Sarah has this whole thing under wraps.”

One of the workers down in the chamber gave a thumbs-up. “That’s our signal to start!” Sarah exclaimed gleefully.

Through the chamber glass, everyone could see the minccino open the case and touch the shiny stone after one of the scientists below gave a command. Suddenly, the blue light from evolution illuminated the whole room in a mesmerizing, bright blue glow. At just the same time, the rainbow stone in the middle of the pillar started glowing, followed by the thunderstones which all started to glow brighter and brighter.

“We’re reading… 100 watts… 500 watts… 5,000 watts… 200,000 watts… 400,000 watts, dear Arceus! Turn on the dampeners, this is rising way too fast!” One of the scientists typed away at their keyboard and pressed a button. “Dampeners on now.”

There were no visible changes to the machine, but the readings on the computer monitor kept rising and rising and rising until they hit about 3,200,000 watts.

“It’s steady now…” One of the scientists quietly commented. All of the scientists were silent, visibly shocked by the huge number.

Wayne broke the silence, “How… How much is that exactly?”

Sarah spoke up. “It’s enough to supply about… I’d say 2,000 homes, give or take, with power for however long it’s able to output energy. This is way way more than we were expecting. In fact, this is probably revolutionary!”

“And it’s safe and stable?” Garret asked.

“Yep, with the energy dampeners, the system will be able to match the variable output of the stone and only take as much as it can handle. Without them, the system would overheat and most likely catch on fire.” Sarah then pointed to the glowing rainbow stone in the middle. “However much the Chroma Stone absorbed it will eventually output. So we can just leave it as is and monitor how much energy it’s outputting over time.”

Wayne nodded. “So… mission success?”

Sarah gave a wide smile. “Basically yeah. I guess so! Though we still need to monitor things to be completely certain…” Sarah turned to the two other scientists in the room. “Carl and Sanchez, can you two stay up here and monitor things for a bit? I’m going down to congratulate the others on a successful test!” Both scientists each gave their own response, “Sure thing chief.” “Yes ma’am.”

“I want to come down too, I’d like to get a closer look at the machine,” Garret added.

Sarah turned to Wayne. “Are you coming too?”

Before Wayne could respond, his phone rang. Even two floors underground, the company's addition of cell signal boosters that lead from underground all the way to the surface, just goes to show how determined humans are to be capable of being annoyed 24/7.

“Welp, I gotta take that. You two go on ahead.”

Sarah and Garret climbed down the stairs into the chamber below where some of the workers were opening the vault and congratulating the newly-evolved cinccino for their help.

Wayne walked out into the hallway and answered their phone. It was a typical business call, stuff about a contract, a bunch of business jargon, etc. But suddenly in the middle of the call, the lights began to flicker. “Hello? Hello?” Wayne said into the phone with no response. Then, the lights abruptly shut off and it was pitch black. Wayne turned on the flashlight on his phone and ran back into the viewing room. “What happened?”

“The power went out sir,” one of the scientists said, blocking their eyes from the assault of Wayne’s flashlight. “The back-up generators should be back on in a moment.”

“Will the experiment be okay?” Wayne said as he looked down into the large chamber. Wayne could hear the nervous murmurs of the workers down below. The glowing stones illuminated the whole chamber with a subtle rainbow glow but was only being slightly outshined by the flashlights from the workers below. Were they getting… brighter?

“As long as the generators come on soon. If they don’t turn on, at worse we’ll have a fire from the excess electricity to contend with. We can prevent that from happening by unplugging the cables.”

But the generators didn’t turn on, and in the next few seconds, the stones only grew brighter. Wayne squinted as he thought he was seeing cracks on the rainbow stone. “What the…”

Before anyone could react, they were all consumed in a blinding white light, the explosion devouring them in just milliseconds.
 
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Chapter 2: “It was a dark and stormy night…”

Oculus049

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- About 12 years later... -

A quilava and nidorina found themselves trapped in a storm atop a mountain. The rumbling of rain pelted the earth and the sound of wind shifted through the leaves of the thick forest trees, muffling the sounds of their footsteps as they made haste to seek shelter. Eventually, they found an entrance to a small cave and dashed inside.

“Phew,” began the quilava, shaking side to side to jostle the rain off of themselves, “I thought we’d never get out of that.” The quilava kept shaking to get dry but was visibly annoyed. “Uggggh, my fur is completely soaked!” The quilava flared up the fire on their back to instantly evaporate the water on their back, but was still soaked everywhere else. “It’s going to take a while to dry my belly though.”

The two were part of a small mystery dungeon survey team, both donning identical plain green scarves and worn satchels.

The nidorina, seemingly ignoring the quilava’s comments, made a cursory inspection of the cave, checking for any possible issues with this temporary hideout. She saw a small passage at the back wall where it seemed to go even deeper in.

“I think this is a suitable place to set up camp for the night,” the nidorina began, “the cave seems to go a little deeper in, so I’m just going to scout real quick to make sure it’s secure.” The nidorina turned to the quilava. “Think you could set up a small fire here and set up camp while I check? You might be able to dry your belly better if you have another fire.”

“Sure,” muttered the quilava, still upset about being soaked, “just don’t accidentally wander into a mystery dungeon or anything.”

Taking that advice in mind, the nidorina carefully made her way deeper into the cave. It was a fairly straightforward path with no splits, though the nidorina was feeling a bit cramped amongst the close walls.

“Doesn’t seem like any other pokémon live here,” the nidorina thought to herself.

As she slowly treaded down the narrow rugged corridor of the cavern, the incessant pitter patter of the rain began to fade steadily into a distant rumble. The nidorina, at this point, thought of turning back since there wasn’t anything particularly remarkable about this cave. Plus, going any deeper would probably be dangerous and increase their chances of running into a mystery dungeon. However, she noticed a faint light coming from around the corner, so she kept going a little further to see what it was.

The nidorina entered into a somewhat large open chamber of the cavern. There was a small opening in the ceiling where moonlight shined through and a bit of rain leaked in. “This chamber must be on the side of the mountain to have surface light come through like that,” the nidorina thought to herself as she looked up. In the middle of the room, there was a circular pond surrounding a small island. On it, was a giant semi-transparent rainbow crystal that seemed to oscillate between different colors as the moonlight shone through it.

Initially ignoring the prominent-looking crystal, the nidorina followed her instincts and looked around the room a little more as she shifted her feet in place, feeling the soft dirt below. She noticed that a sort of micro-ecosystem formed in this cave; some small tufts of grass and flowers have grown around the pond. Their growth was likely aided by the hole in the ceiling and the soft dirt, allowing the plants access to sunlight and soft soil on top of access to the pond water, which would then be filled by little trickles of rain water falling from above.

Confident that there weren’t any traps, the nidorina started walking to the pond’s edge to get a closer look at the crystal. The watery gap between the nidorina and the statue was too far to jump or spend any effort swimming across, but at this distance, she could make out a shape inside the crystal. The moonlight shining through the crystal allowed her to make out the silhouette of a… scarf? At least that’s what it seemed like to her. It was a sheet of some kind of fabric folded into the shape of a scarf, as if it should’ve already been wrapped around one’s neck. The nidorina couldn’t make out the pattern on the scarf though since the moonlight only let her see its silhouette.

After another quick look around the room, the nidorina became satisfied that this was the deepest part of the cavern, so she started to trek back through the cavern passage, back up to the cave entrance.

On the way back though, the nidorina couldn’t help but wonder what that scarf in the crystal was about. But she shrugged the thought off. She could investigate it tomorrow with her partner when the sun rose again.
 
Chapter 3: Another Completely Normal Day in Syllose

Oculus049

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The Alterra region. A place known for its large-scale landscapes including wide-open plains, swaths of forested land, and enormous mountain ranges rich in minerals, each of which host a variety of different pokémon. Alterra has seen increased urbanization and growth as a result of the collaboration between people and pokémon over the past 200 years, in addition to the plentiful resources the land has to offer.

The crown jewel of Alterra, Syllose City, is one of the greatest products from this urbanization. A truly modern metropolis, whose growth was facilitated by its coastal location and plentiful resources, allowing for easy trade with other regions. You can’t think of the Alterra region without thinking about Syllose City. Filled with hundreds of thousands of citizens, its enormous skyscrapers and busy lifestyle make it a unique wonder for visiting tourists from all across the globe!

For our story, we will be following the life of Stella Reeves, a 15-year-old girl living with her grandmother in an apartment in Syllose City. She is about to get up and get ready for school at Syllose High. Luckily for her though, there are only a few days left of school until winter break starts and the school ends for the year. Unluckily for her though, she is about to receive a rather rude awakening.



*Beep* *Beep* … *Beep* *Beep* … *Beep* *Beep* … “Ughhhhhh.” Stella groaned. She hated that alarm clock sound because it meant that she had to wake up for school. Stella opened her eyes, but all she saw was darkness. There was something, wait no, someone on her face. “Skitty!” Stella half yelled, half moaned her sleep fueled stupor. She tried to get up and push skitty off of her face, but they instead got startled, kicked their feet into Stella and launched themselves off of her onto the bedroom floor. “Ow!” Stella yelped.

Now Stella was definitely awake. “Skitty, could you please stop sleeping on my face?!?” she asked, very annoyed. And yes, this wasn’t the first time either. Skitty just replied with a dazed “nyah” sound and stretched out their stubby little legs after rebalancing themselves from the launch. They were probably still surprised from being woken up suddenly.

Stella sighed, got up and gave skitty a pat on the head. “Sometimes I just don’t get you.” Skitty purred happily in response to the pets. Stella smiled. She couldn’t be too mad, skitty is just too cute for that. *Beep* *Beep* … *Beep* *Beep* It was still going. If that alarm clock wasn’t a present from a friend, she would’ve shredded it to pieces in the next few seconds.

Stella opened their curtains to let some light inside and get a quick look outside. She lived on a typical urban neighborhood street in a slim, 4-story apartment building. The exterior brick walls of the buildings and iron wrought rails on the windows gave the neighborhood a somewhat industrial era vibe, as a result of the buildings having been around for a few decades now.

The buildings themselves were a stark contrast to the modern asphalt roads and concrete sidewalks below where people were walking. Some were with their pokémon out, others walked solo or with friends. The street also had a few cars on it, but it wasn’t too densely packed since most people ride the subway or their pokémon to get around.

Glancing off to the side, Stella could see a bunch of pidove nearby on a power line, all perched together. Above, she could see various other flying pokémon including an emolga who glided down from a rooftop across the street to a light pole on Stella’s side of the street. Pretty high up too she could also see what seemed to be a dragonite flying by. Stella wondered where they were going as they flew by.

Before she could procrastinate any longer, Stella got changed from her pjs into her school uniform, and ate breakfast (mmm, gotta love Combee Flakes Cereal®) before going to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Stella checked herself in the mirror, noticing her dirty blonde hair was a complete mess. She brushed it out, tied it back into a neat ponytail, and glanced at the mirror one last time, rubbing the sleep from her emerald green eyes. Her freckles, which were usually quite faint on her fair skin, were even less noticeable than usual today.

Stella walked out of the bathroom to find her grandma boiling some water in the kitchen (presumably for tea) and cooking an omelet. “Oh, morning grandma! I didn’t hear you get up.”

She turned to face Stella. “Ah, good morning dear. I see you’re up early.” She looked up and down at Stella. “And already prepared for school too.”

“Well…” Stella replied, “Skitty helped wake me up a little.”

As if on cue, skitty came into the room and started purring and brushing against Stella’s grandma’s leg. She looked down at skitty and said, “Oh you little scamp you,” and gave them a few pets on the head.

Stella’s grandma, or Grandma Lucy as some people call her, is the type to invite you in for a nice cup of tea and a plate of warm home baked cookies. She had curly white hair, green emerald eyes, and a wrinkled countenance, the type that every elderly individual has.

She then asked Stella, “Did you remember to fill skitty’s bowl?”

“Oh right,” Stella replied. She nearly forgot. Stella immediately went to the pantry to grab some pokémon food to pour into skitty’s food bowl.

Meanwhile, Grandma Lucy’s omelet finished, so she put it onto a plate and took it to the dining table. She went back to the stove to get the boiling tea kettle, poured it into a tea cup with a persim berry tea packet and started mixing it with a teaspoon.

As Stella finished pouring the pokémon food for skitty, Stella’s grandma asked her, “Will there be anything interesting happening at school today?”

“Hmmmm,” Stella thought out-loud. “Not really. Since we finished all of our exams and school assignments, they have nothing else to give us. We’ll probably be watching boring educational videos and playing board games.”

“That doesn’t sound too bad.” Grandma Lucy replied. “I wouldn’t want to be left doing school work on my last few days of school. Would you?”

“I guess so,” Stella replied, “Maybe the educational videos will be on something interesting.”

“See!” Grandma Lucy exclaimed. “Now that’s a better way to see it. I don’t want to keep you waiting though.” She turned to a nearby clock on the wall. “You’re not going to be early anymore if you keep chattering away.”

“Alrighty grandma, see you later!”

“Bye dear! Have fun at school!”

Stella left her apartment and locked the door behind herself. Stella lived on the second floor, so she normally took the stairs down. But just as she was about to head down, she heard a door open and a familiar voice from across the hall, “Hey Stell!”

Stella turned around to see none other than Michael Lane. He’s Stella’s neighbor and a good friend of hers. Bit of a personality though.

Michael is a tan, somewhat tall dude with messy black hair (no one can ever convince him to comb that beast), brown eyes, and square glasses. He originally came from Alola but moved to Syllose City after his dad was hired for a research job at Delta Technology Solutions (usually just shortened to Delta Tech), one of the leading giants in energy-related research and solar power in Syllose. Delta has played an enormous part in advancing the infrastructure and technology in the city.

“Yo, you weren’t planning on leaving me behind, were you?” he asked Stella as he caught up to her. Since the two live right next to each other and go to the same school, they both usually walk to school together.

“Oh,” Stella replied, “Normally you’re waiting for me on the first floor so I thought-”

“Nah I’m just joking with you,” he interrupted. “C’mon,” he said, “Let’s go!”

Every weekday Stella and Michael usually take the subway together to school, since it’d be a huge walk otherwise. Luckily for them, the city provides student discount passes, so taking the subway is pretty cheap.

So as they took the subway to school, Stella and Michael talked about winter vacation plans. Michael said he was thinking of interning at Delta Tech where his dad works.

“Really?” Stella asked, “Wow, that’s a big step for you.”

“Yea,” Michael replied, “I’m a bit young for it, but with dad already working there and my-” he paused for dramatic effect and switched to a sophisticated-sounding accent “-infinite technological prowess,” before switching his accent back to normal “I don’t think it’s going to be too much of an issue.”

Stella had to chuckle at his boasting comment. “Well alrighty the all-mighty alakazam,” she replied, “Just don’t fall over with a head that big.”

He smiled “Yea, no worries I won’t.”

It’s true that Michael is pretty smart though, and he’s a big science nerd. Usually he has his head buried into one book or another, is tinkering around with some electronics at home, or is just chatting away about some science stuff he learned the other day. He also has an elekid who helps him out with electronics and such, but they aren’t out of their pokéball at the moment.

The two then switched over to talking about Stella’s summer plans. “You don’t have any?” Michael asked, surprised.

“Yeah,” Stella replied, “Just been focusing on getting through exams. Didn’t think much about what’s coming after.”

“Well what about your track team?”

“We don’t compete again until the beginning of the next school year. I can still train, but there won’t be any competitions until then.”

“Well I mean, I’m sure you’ll find something else,” he said. “Wasn’t your dad a pokémon trainer? And I know you love watching the league. You ever consider battling in the local Syllose circuit?”

“Even though I watch a lot of the league, I really don’t know much about being a trainer,” Stella replied.

“Nah Stell,” Michael replied. “You’d probably be a great trainer!”

“Besides,” Stella continued, “I really don’t have a pokémon to compete with.”

“Yea I guess so. Your grandma’s skitty really doesn’t count.”

“Yeah, no way grandma would ever let me battle with skitty even if they were cut out for it.”

Stella and Michael spent the rest of the ride talking about some random other stuff until they arrived at their stop. The two got off at the education district station and pushed their way through the dense crowd to get back above ground where they could walk the rest of the distance to school.

The education district didn’t have many tall buildings but still has a lot to explore. It houses both Syllose High and Syllose University, which are actually both right next to each other. A majority of the buildings are made of red brick and mortar, giving them a sophisticated vibe, with some crosswalks stylized with some murals of pokémon made by highschool and college students. There were also several open areas with grass, trees, and a bench here and there where students could relax and enjoy the natural space in the middle of the city with their Pokémon. Most of the paths were made for students, so cars aren’t allowed on the college campus with the exception of trucks and other important vehicles, so corviknight taxi stations are popular there. Besides the high school and university, a few streets down east there is also the Pokémon Natural History Museum and the public library, both also making up part of the college campus.

After a short walk from the subway station, through a bit of the college campus, Stella and Michael arrived at Syllose High. There were what seemed like hundreds of other students either hanging out in front of the school or walking inside. In front of the school, there was a huge marble fountain of an octillery statue shooting out water into the air. Octillery is actually the school mascot, with all sports team names being the “Syllian Octilleries.” There were also some ducklett swimming around in the fountain too. They were somehow unbothered by the many students chatting and wandering around them.

Michael and Stella walked inside and split up as they each went off to their respective classes. Despite having that fantastic fountain in front of the school, there’s nothing particularly remarkable about the interior of the school. Just walls with locker after locker after locker of lockers with the occasional door with a classroom inside.

The classrooms themselves aren’t as bad as the hallways though, the teachers know how to decorate their own classrooms. For example, the science classroom is filled with posters with pokémon anatomy puns and the language class has posters on famous novels such as “Lord of the Cutieflies,” “Moby-Dick the Wailord,” and “Hairy Pooter and the Order of the Moltres.” Actually that’s it. All they have are posters. They can’t put up much else without “disrupting the learning environment.”

Throughout the day, nothing particularly interesting happened with Stella. She played board games like Pokémon Chess, got to catch up with some friends, and played with the pokémon some of the other students brought with them. She couldn’t understand why they couldn’t let them start summer early. The school system is weird.

After Stella’s final class, she went to the front of the school and waited for Michael since the two also normally go home together. However, he sent her a text that read “going to lab to visit dad, you can go on ahead.” Since Syllose University is right around the corner, it’s a short walk to get to the research labs they have on campus, so he usually visits his dad at his research lab whenever he can.






After riding the subway, Stella finally arrived home. She closed the apartment door behind herself carefully; she noticed that her grandmother was taking a nap on the sofa in the living room with skitty sleeping on her lap. Stella quietly snuck by the two of them to her room.

Stella’s room was a mess. Normally she keeps everything pretty neat, but with exams the past week, she has been too tired (and maybe a bit lazy) to actually clean anything up. There were random dirty clothes strewn about the floor, a few of skitty’s poké-toys, and a few pieces of balled up paper under her desk.

It took a bit of time, but after several minutes Stella cleaned everything up. As she was finishing up, she noticed a few dusty old boxes in the back corner of the top shelf of her closet. She couldn’t remember what they had in them, so out of curiosity she pulled one of them down to see what it had inside. Inside was a thick binder-like book, and a few other small mementos or trinkets.

Just as she was examining it though, her grandma walked into the room, “Oh, you found our old photo album!”

Stella turned around. “Photo album?” As it turns out, Stella was holding the book backwards. She flipped it over to the other side to find that it read “Reeves Family Album.”

“Oh yes, we kept a lot of pictures from when you were younger. But I don’t recall if we ever looked over them together.”

“No… we haven’t,” Stella replied pensively. “I don’t ever remember seeing these before.”

“Would you like to look it over after dinner then?”

“Sure.”

Stella and her grandma cooked mushroom medley curry together. After eating, cleaning the dishes, brushing her teeth, and doing a few other chores Stella went to her room with her grandma, where she pulled down the rest of the boxes so they both could see what was inside.

The boxes held an array of items. Shuffling through them, besides the photo album, Stella also found copies of “How to Train Your Salamence,” “Pokémon Anatomy Vol. 4,” among some other books, an older model of a pokéball, a feathered poke-toy, and a music album from the band Toxic Wave.

Skitty entered the room curious as to what the two humans were doing. Taking note of skitty, Stella took the poké-toy out of the box and swung it around for them to play with. Stella then tossed it to the side, which prompted skitty to leap across the room and pounce onto the toy. It was just to keep skitty distracted while the two looked over the items in the boxes.

As Stella and her grandma went through the photo album together, her grandma kept pointing out this or that distant relative which Stella never met before. There were several cute pictures of Stella when she was a baby, alongside her parents who were the only people she actually recognized. There were also a few pictures of her parents next to a marshtomp too. In fact, there was one picture with her parents laughing and having fun as they are getting sprayed with water by that same marshtomp. Stella wondered who they were.

“Well,” Stella’s grandma began as she stood up from the bed, “I’m getting tired, so I think I’m off to bed. But feel free to look at more pictures without me. Just let me know what you find tomorrow.”

“Sure thing. Good night grandma.”

“Good night dear,” Stella’s grandma replied as she walked over to her room.

Nothing else in the rest of the photos caught Stella’s interest, so she put away the album into a box. Meanwhile, skitty, who was done playing around with the poké toy Stella threw her earlier, was now walking around, sniffing at the boxes out of curiosity.

However, just as she was about to put away the rest of the boxes, Stella noticed that skitty was pawing and meowing at one of the boxes. “What are you doing?” Stella muttered. Stella walked over to the box skitty was pawing at. It was just a box with a bunch of random old clothes. “What’s so interesting about that?” Stella thought to herself as she watched skitty pawing away.

Stella could see that Skitty was pretty insistent though on getting into that box, and was now trying to climb into the box. “I guess I should check.” Stella thought to herself as she lifted Skitty off of the box, put them onto the floor, and then began to dig through the pile of clothes. At the bottom, she found a smaller box underneath. She pulled it out to inspect it further.

It was a small, rustic-looking wooden chest with a metal latch and metallic rim. It felt like old wood and smelled like old wood too. On top was a painted symbol of what looked like a pokéball flanked on both sides by two wings. Stella flipped open the latch and opened the chest.

There were only two items inside. The first was a dark and light green fabric with a lighter gradient in the middle and a darker gradient towards the edges. The other item was a glass vial with a rainbow powder inside labeled “Emera Dust” with a sticky note. The vial was wrapped up in the fabric.

“How did skitty find this?” Stella wondered as she looked over to the cat pokémon who happened to be licking themselves at the moment.

Stella picked up the rainbow vial first because of its unusual color. It shimmered when she held it up to her bedroom light. But Stella immediately noticed that the powder inside wasn’t dropping down like everything else that obeys gravity.

Stella shook around the powder in the bottle, but all of the powder was obeying its own direction of gravity and was stuck on the side of the vial, almost like it was being pulled to something. “What’s up with this stuff… Is it magnetic somehow?” Stella thought.

That gave Stella an idea. She placed the vial on the ground, and slowly but surely, it started rolling across the ground. Skitty watched with curiosity as it slowly rolled towards them. “It’s attracted to skitty?” Stella wondered to herself as the vial stopped at skitty’s feet. “Or maybe it’s just attracted to something in that direction.”

Skitty turned to watch as Stella picked up the vial and placed it behind the pokémon to test her theory. And slowly but surely, the vial started rolling towards skitty again. “Weird, a powder that’s magnetized to skitty,” Stella wondered as she picked back up the vial. “Or maybe just pokémon in general. Why would we have this?”

Stella used her phone to look online for “Emera Powder” or just “Emera,” but turned up no results. “Huh, maybe should ask Michael about this tomorrow, he might know something,” Stella thought as she streeeeeeeeetched and gave out a big yawwwwwwwwwn. She could figure this out later, but was getting tired and needed to go to sleep.

Stella was about to put the vial back into the small chest, but saw that skitty was trying to take the green fabric. “Hey,” Stella said as she took the fabric from skitty’s mouth “We gotta put things away okay? We both need to head to sleep.”

Stella took the preemptive measure of picking up skitty and locking the mischievous cat out of her room to prevent any further shenanigans on skitty’s behalf.

Stella was about to put the fabric away, but stopped because the texture and smell of the fabric caught her off guard. It somehow felt both like a smooth silky scarf and warm fuzzy scarf at the same time. Stella caught a whiff of the fabric and then sniffed it, intrigued by the smell. It was… oddly familiar. Stella couldn’t pinpoint the smell immediately… but it smelled… like nature? She racked her brain for a word to describe it. It was like morning dew with a sort of earthy vibe to it; petrichor.

Stella stretched out the scarf and looked at the full pattern. She could clearly see the light and dark green pattern with a gradient in the middle, and various lines that resembled a greek key pattern with geometric lines running across it at 90 degree angles, making it a distinct pattern. “I swear I’ve seen this somewhere before...” Stella muttered to herself.

Stella looked back at the wooden chest with the emblem she had opened. “Wonder where they came from,” she thought.

Without warning, the scarf attacked Stella. The opened fabric somehow lunged itself at Stella’s face, blocking her sight. In a blind panic, Stella tried to pry the fabric off of her face, but it wouldn’t give. Stella stood up and tried to gather her bearings, but suddenly started to feel drowsy. She abruptly passed out, conveniently falling into her bed, all without making a sound. As she drifted off into a deeper sleep, the fabric, by itself, loosened itself from the grasp of her face and neatly tied itself into a scarf around her neck. All in a mere 3 seconds…
 
Chapter 4: Peak Serenity at Serenity Peak

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Waiting for something to happen...?
Stella awakened to the tickle of a water droplet gently landing on her cheek from above. She lazily swatted at her cheek in response and rolled over onto her back. “Just five more minutes grandma,” she yawned.

But something felt unusual to Stella. Her bed was much harder than she expected, and she felt numb all over; a pins-and-needles feeling enveloped her body, making it tough to move.

Stella slowly opened her eyes and was immediately confused. Instead of in her room, she was in a huge dark cavern, with the only source of light coming a hole far above her. She seemed to be on a small island in the middle of the cave, surrounded by a moat of water. As she looked up, another droplet of water dripped down from above and landed on her face between her eyes.

Though she recognized that she was in a cave, Stella’s mind felt h a z y and the world she saw around her felt d i s t a n t. Almost d r e a m - l i k e. “Where am I...?” Stella questioned as she wiped the water off her face with her hand. As she pulled her hand away from her face, she had a new question.

There was something wrong with her hand. More specifically, she didn’t have one. Her hand was no more and was instead replaced by a furry light brown paw. Stella flipped her brown paw over slowly in bewilderment and was caught off guard by the pink toe pads located on the bottom of it. She again quickly flipped her brown paw over and over, back and forth multiple times in surprise. “What… What’s happening?

She was right by the water’s edge, so even though she was laid sideways, she only had to nudge herself towards it slightly to see her reflection. Or rather, the lack of her reflection. She didn’t see herself, but rather the reflection of a curious-looking eevee with bright green eyes staring back at her.

Stella wasn’t sure what to make of the reflection. Stella blinked. The eevee blinked back. “Am I…?” Stella raised her hand... err rather paw. The eevee raised its paw too. Stella moved her paw onto her head. The eevee did the same. Stella and the eevee both poked at the large ears on top of their heads. Stella recoiled in disbelief when she finally understood her situation. “Am I… an eevee? I… I must be dreaming.

It explained why Stella felt numb, why everything seemed hazy in her mind, and more importantly, why she was a pokémon. So she stuck to that explanation.

It’s not every day you have a dream where you turn into a pokémon. Maybe I should take advantage of it and explore a bit,” Stella thought to herself. Her head was getting foggier, so she wasn’t certain how much longer the dream would last.

Stella tried to roll over and stand up, but struggled immensely before giving up and falling onto her side. Her legs were still numb and wouldn’t obey her properly.

Because Stella couldn’t move around too much, she slightly nudged herself even closer towards the water’s edge where she could get a somewhat better angle of her reflection.

She couldn’t feel them, but she could see her paws on her other limbs, the large tuft of cream-colored fur around her neck, and a large bushy tail with a wavy cream-colored tip. She also noticed something green around her neck, but her mind became too murky and she quite couldn’t make sense of it. Her vision wasn’t completely clear and the cave around her was starting to fizzle out.

Before the dream could give out, Stella made another attempt at getting up. This time she was able to awkwardly stand on all fours for a second before collapsing and roughly falling onto her side. Her mind finally gave out and took her into darkness as her consciousness faded away.

But just before dropping into a deeper sleep, she swore she could hear a distant voice. “There’s someone here!”






After some time, Stella awoke again to the gentle pitter patter of rain and the soft crackling of a campfire. Opening her eyes again, she could see that she was covered by a soft blanket and laid in front of a campfire. But immediately, she could tell that she was still dreaming. She still felt somewhat numb, she found herself in another unfamiliar cave, and looking down at herself, she could easily see that she was still an eevee.

However this time, Stella felt much more lucid with her numbness and stiffness nearly gone. This came with the downside that she could feel her body. Being transformed into something non-human is a surreal experience, and getting used to that new body is not easy. For Stella, she was overloaded by sensory stimuli from the environment around her. The rain and campfire sounded just slightly too loud for her large eevee ears, her legs felt small and awkward to move around with, and her eyes were wide and had different depth perception than her human eyes, making it hard to judge distance. Everything together left her a little dizzy and with a moderate headache.

Despite the bizarre feelings assaulting Stella’s senses, she looked around the new cave she found herself in. To her left she could see an opening to a rainy forest with enormous thick-trunked trees. The rain didn’t seem too strong and was only a light dizzle at this point. By the cave entrance, she could see a giant quilava who was laid down and wearing a plain green scarf. They were staring out into the rainy forest. Across the campfire, there was a giant sleeping nidorina, who wore an identical green scarf. Just to the nidorina’s side, were two bags.

Stella had multiple questions. “Why are they both so big?” They were both just slightly larger than her! But then after glancing at the abnormally huge trees outside the cave, Stella quickly realized something. They weren’t big, she was just small! The trees outside seemed much larger than normal and so did both pokémon. Stella would naturally be smaller than most other pokémon as an eevee. If she were a human, she’d tower over both of them.

Where is their trainer?” With the two bags to the side of the sleeping nidorina, Stella assumed that their trainer was somewhere nearby. Unless the two bags belonged to the two pokémon? Stella dismissed the idea. She’d never known any pokémon to use bags before. Though this was a dream, maybe things could be different than she expected.

Why am I still dreaming?” Stella heard about people having multiple dreams in the same night, sometimes even leaving a dream for a bit before coming back to it. But this was extremely weird, she was sure she would have woken up when her mind faded out before.

While pondering over all of her questions, Stella’s alienation from her body became less severe and her senses weren’t as overloaded anymore. She finally decided to get up and stand on her legs. She wanted to explore more of what this dream had to offer.

Stella initially tried standing up on her hind legs before falling over with a certain degree of inelegance. It took her a moment before remembering that she was an eevee now; she’d have to stand on all fours instead of on two feet. Stella struggled slightly, but found it much easier this time to stay standing on all fours.

As she got up though, the quilava heard her, perking his head up and turning around. “Oh, you’re awake!” He then got up and started walking towards Stella.

Stella was about to reply when she realized. “Wait, did that quilava just talk?

As they approached Stella, they asked, “Are you doing okay? We found you passed out in the depths of this cave.”

Stella completely ignored the quilava. She was dumbstruck with bewilderment. She knew dreams could get pretty weird, but a talking pokémon? That was new to her.

“Uh… hello?” The quilava’s comment brought Stella back to reality, or at least, the reality of the dream. They had their head tilted and a concerned look on their face. “You okay there eevee?”

Eevee?” Stella questioned in her head. “Right...” Stella was an eevee now. Maybe it explained why she could understand the quilava in front of her. After all, pokémon can understand other pokémon.

Stella considered replying, but before she could, she lost her footing. Her legs buckled and she stumbled to the ground. Luckily, the quilava swiftly caught Stella, diving between her legs and catching her with his head. He then slowly backed up and gently lowered Stella to the floor so that she was laid on her side again.

“Oh man, you must be exhausted!” The quilava ran over to one of the bags on the floor, rummaged through it, and pulled out an apple, carrying it over to Stella in his mouth. The quilava dropped the apple in front of Stella’s mouth and held it in place with his paws to make it easier for her to eat. “Try this, you seem like you’re starving.”

They were right. One sniff of the apple and Stella immediately felt her stomach churn. She started taking little nibbles at first, but quickly started taking in larger and larger bites. As Stella started to eat more, the quilava let go of the apple and Stella started using her paws to hold the apple up to her mouth. Stella was absolutely delighted! Maybe her new tongue and body had a strong preference for apples. Or perhaps dream fruit just hits differently. Either way, it was beyond delicious, Stella had never tasted a better apple, or even fruit for that matter in her entire life.

“Wow, you sure are hungry,” the quilava said, watching Stella eat.

“Thank you,” Stella said after finishing the apple. Though her voice sounded raspy since she hadn’t used it yet. She cleared her throat and spoke again, “That was amazingly delicious.”

“Really?” The quilava tilted their head to convey their confusion. “A normal apple like that? Well, I guess everything tastes amazing when you’re hungry. I get the same way when I’m hungry. Feeling any better?”

“Yeah... A little.” Stella was surprised at how hungry she was considering that this was a dream. Her headache wasn’t completely gone, but she immediately felt more clear-minded and more energetic after eating. “Seriously though, thanks.”

“Aw, no problem.” The quilava sat down next to Stella. “I’m Cress by the way.”

“Stella. My name is Stella.”

Stella couldn’t believe she was talking to a pokémon. Though with a dream she supposed, anything was possible. It might be worth asking this quilava a few questions to help her figure out what was going on and where she was.

“Where am I?” Stella asked.

“Oh. Uh… we’re in a small cave just about a few kilometers from Collis Village. My partner and I found you passed out in the deepest chamber of the cave here,” Cress responded. He gestured to a passage behind him that led deeper into the cave.

Stella wasn’t initially sure what Cress meant. But then she remembered the voice that she heard earlier when she passed out in the chamber with the small moat. “There’s someone here!” That was Cress’s voice. “So maybe this is a continuation of the same dream,” Stella thought.

“I saw you collapse just as I entered the chamber, so I thought you had hurt yourself somehow, but you seem to be doing pretty fine.” Cress said. “I also wanted to ask though, what were you doing down there?” he asked. But upon noticing Stella was hesitant to speak, quickly followed up with, “Sorry if it’s none of my business. I- I just found it weird how you ended up down there and was just curious.”

“Oh… No it’s fine.” Stella replied. Though she wasn’t sure about it at first, Cress seemed trustworthy. He asked a lot of questions, but he offered Stella food and supposedly tried helping her after finding her passed out. Maybe he really was just that curious, though Cress’s question left Stella with a puzzled look on her face.

Stella could’ve easily told Cress that she fell asleep and mysteriously woke up in the cave since it wasn’t actually lying. But there was a problem… Stella couldn’t remember falling asleep. There was a gap in her memory. She was looking through photo albums with her grandma. Her grandma then left the room… But she couldn’t remember anything past that.

Cress interrupted Stella’s train of thought. “Something wrong?” Before quickly following up with, “Sorry if I’m being pushy.”

“No no it’s fine. You aren’t being too pushy. It’s just that... I’m not exactly sure how I got here.” Why couldn’t she remember? She could remember the rest of her day perfectly, up until that moment.

“Huh. That’s weird. Maybe you bumped your head or something?” Cress offered.

“No, I don’t think so.” Stella was feeling slightly better so she tried to get up again so that she wasn’t lying on the ground. “My head doesn’t hurt or anything.” That however, wasn’t completely true. Despite Stella feeling slightly more acclimated to her senses and feeling less hungry after eating, she still felt a little dizzy.

“Oh that’s good. Need any help getting up though?” The quilava offered as he watched Stella struggle.

“No thanks, I’m fine.” Stella got up off the ground without issue this time, but discovered that she could simply sit in place on all fours because she was a quadruped. “Huh. That’s neat,” Stella commented out loud.

“What is?” Cress asked with a tilted head.

“Oh nothing.” It would’ve been pretty awkward for her to explain that she found sitting as an eevee to be interesting because she was actually a human turned into a pokémon. Having four legs was a new experience to her.

“Oh, uh… okay then.” Cress replied, unsure what to make of the strange eevee. “Well anyways, once the rain dies out, we’re heading out to Collis Village. I don’t know if you live by here or anything, but we can take you along with us if you’d like. Though I’m guessing you don’t live in Collis Village. I don’t recognize the handiwork of your scarf from anyone there.”

“Scarf?” Stella asked. Stella looked down at her neck. Sure enough, there was a patterned green scarf wrapped around her neck, with a knot at the front. She lifted the front part of it with her paw so she could see the design better. It was a light and dark green striped scarf with a gradient melding the light and dark green color together at some points. The pattern seemed familiar to Stella, but where has she seen it…

Stella’s mind suddenly sparked like fireworks. She could remember her skitty helping her find the mysterious box with the same scarf inside. Then… the scarf attacked her? That couldn’t be right. That was real-life. Right? Scarfs don’t attack people unless it was maybe moved by a ghost-type or a psychic-type playing a prank on her. But even then, Stella could explicitly remember it enveloping her face and forcing her to fall asleep. From Stella’s perspective, it definitely seemed like the scarf did all that on it’s own. Maybe she was misremembering things and that was just another part of her dream?

“Uh... Stella?” Cress asked, pulling Stella out of her thoughts again.

“Huh?” Stella replied in a flustered manner.

“You uh... you good there?” Cress asked. “You’re just kinda... staring.”

“Sorry. I’m just trying to remember how I got here exactly. Though I think it might have something to do with this scarf.”

Stella didn’t like the idea of a scarf that had attacked her staying on her neck, so she slipped her paw between her neck and the scarf knot, and started pulling on it to take it off. But it was too tight.

While Stella began to tug the scarf, Cress asked, “What do you mean that it has something to do with your scarf? That’s pretty weird. But hey, need any help?”

“Yeah, can you help here?” Stella asked, still tugging on the scarf. “I think it’s stuck on me.

“Stuck?” Cress asked as he approached Stella. “Doesn’t look like it’s on too tight,” Cress said, commenting on the knot. Cress moved their paw up to Stella’s neck to work on the knot, but Stella flinched at the touch of Cress’s paw. She was feeling more normal, (at least, as normal as one could be in a different body) but her sense of touch was still sensitive.

“Oh sorry, did I do something wrong?” Cress asked.

“No no no, it was just unexpected. Sorry,” Stella replied.

After slipping their hand between Stella’s neck and the scarf, Cress started pulling. “Okay, wow. This is really tight.” Cress started pulling even harder.

“Hey!” Stella exclaimed, “You’re pulling too hard!” She started gasping for air and was seemingly choking.

“Oh sorry Stella,” Cress apologized, releasing their grip on the scarf. “I didn’t realize I was pulling that hard.”

Stella sighed with a deep breath. “That’s okay.”

“But wow,” Cress said. “Your scarf really is on tight. It doesn’t even look like it’s on tight at all. And you said it had something to do with how you got here?”

A new voice interrupted the two. “Need some help?”

Stella and Cress both turned to the sound of the new voice. It came from the nidorina who was previously sleeping and was now getting up. Stella couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated by the nidorina, mainly because she was not used to seeing such a large nidorina relative to her size.

“Oh, you’re awake!” Cress exclaimed. “Talia, this is-”

“Stella,” Tailia finished.

“How did you-?” Cress was about to ask.

“You just said her name Cress,” Talia interrupted. “I was already awake for a bit and was listening to your conversation.”

“Oh… Right. Anyways, Stella meet Talia, and Talia meet Stella!” Cress said, introducing the two.

“Uh... nice to meet you.” Stella said, still slightly unsure about the nidorina.

“Likewise. Good to see that you are doing better. When we found you, you were out like a light. Though now, let’s see about getting that scarf off of you,” Talia said as they approached Stella. “It’s hard with paws, but I think I should be able to untie it with my claws.”

Stella hesitated at first, unsure of the giant nidorina approaching her, but Talia seemed to be okay with Cress, so Stella decided to trust Talia. After all, it was a dream, what was the worst that could happen? Talia walked up to Stella, and crouched down slightly to Stella’s height so she could try and untie the scarf. Talia worked silently for a minute or two, but to no avail. “Strange…” Talia muttered.

“What is?” Stella asked.

Talia stopped working on the scarf. “There’s some unnatural force holding the scarf knot together. Even if I dig my claws into the knot, the fabric won’t even budge.”

“So it’s stuck on me?”

Talia shrugged. “I guess so... But you said it had something to do with how you got here?”

Stella explained to Cress and Talia about how she was at home when the scarf apparently attacked and knocked her out, leaving her confused when she woke up in the cave, far away from home. However, she conveniently left out the little detail that she used to be human.

“Hmmm…” Talia hummed with closed eyes and a pensive look.

“Any ideas Talia?” Cress began, “because I have none. Never heard of a scarf attaching itself onto someone before.”

“No. Neither have I...” Talia replied as she turned to and stared directly at Stella.

Stella was visibly uncomfortable from Talia’s staring, taking a step back in response. “Uhhh...”

Talia’s eyes lit up when she saw Stella’s discomfort. “Sorry for staring, just thinking here. Though I should ask. The scarf. It isn’t causing you any discomfort or anything, right?”

Stella shifted in place. “I don’t think so... It actually feels kinda comfortable,” Stella replied. As much as she was concerned about it’s true nature, it was lightweight, felt comfortable against her fur, and seemed to keep her somewhat warm considering the cold rainy weather.

“I’ll tell you what then.” Talia replied, “Cress and I were on our way back to Collis Village before we found you. Your scarf seems inert and I don’t think any more guessing will help us learn more about it. Since I’m guessing you’re pretty far from home, you probably don’t have a place to stay either. Want to come with us? It’s just a one to two hour trek back, though we have to leave soon. We found you this morning, but you’ve been unconscious for a while, so it’s now late afternoon.” Talia took a glance outside, where the rain was only drizzling. “Luckily it seems like it’s going to stop raining in a bit, so we can leave now and get there before the sun goes down. How about it?”

Should she? It’s true that Stella didn’t have anywhere else to go. She had no sense of place in this strange dream world, and a mysterious scarf that was stuck to her. Maybe staying with them might help her answer some of her questions. Plus, she thought, it might be fun to explore more of this dream world.

“Sure, why not.” Stella replied.






The trio had been trekking mostly in silence through the forest for some time, though Stella asked Cress and Talia a few questions along the way. Mainly who they were. They explained that they were part of a small mystery dungeon survey team. Their job was to go and scout out the layout of these anomalous structures that were scattered throughout the world, though they spared Stella the details of what went into that exactly. They happened to find Stella on a return from one of their expeditions.

Stella also asked a bit about Collis Village, and from the way it was described to her, Stella gathered that this weird world only had pokémon and no human beings. A civilization of only pokémon? Was her mind really coming up with all of this? She had been walking for only about an hour now, so maybe she was just having a really long, really vivid dream. Though she wasn’t certain if it had been that long. Or maybe it was all real. Stella shook the idea off. She would know soon enough if she woke up soon. Or didn’t.

But it was hard for Stella to keep track of time because as they continued to trek, Stella lost her mind amongst the trees, becoming enthralled with the environment around her, leaving time as just an afterthought. The setting sun shone a soft orange hue through the towering spruce trees surrounding her, illuminating a few blips of pollen and dust in the air, and the few leaves that flittered down from above. The crunching of mulch and dry leaves under her bare paws was a fun new feeling, as she wasn’t used to walking in the woods barefoot, along with the satisfying crunch sound that came with every step she took. It was all very relaxing to Stella’s senses. Though she had been camping once before, Stella never spent a lot of time in nature. Now she was the nature. She wanted to explore these woods and get lost in them, but a small voice in the back of her head told her that would probably be a bad idea.

But beyond the small sounds they made while walking, one of the things that surprised Stella the most walking through the woods was the complete lack of sound. She was used to hearing noise constantly in the city. Cars driving outside, the construction site down the block; even little things like the buzzing of the heater in the apartment, or the neighbors shuffling around next door. But in the forest, she could only hear the crunch of leaves under her’s, Cress’s, and Talia’s feet. And that was it. No other ambient noise. Even while they were making noise from walking, the lack of ambient noise was ironically deafening to an urban dweller like Stella. She’d never felt such serenity in a long time.

As they made their way through the woods, the trio passed over a small river. As they passed over, Stella followed the flow of water with her eyes towards her left where, through the trees, there was a large clearing with green grass, and purple and orange flowers. The river passed around the edge of the clearing, leaving it uncut in the middle. It was a sharp contrast from the brown mulch and leaf littered floors the rest of the forest had to offer. It gently inclined upwards to a hill, making it seem like it led directly into the setting sun. There seemed to be no trees beyond the hill, so perhaps...

“Hey, you guys said we’re on a mountain, right?” Stella asked.

Cress, who was at the lead, turned around and replied, “Yeah, why do you a-”

But before he could finish, Stella sprinted away from the cover of the trees off into the open clearing. “Hey!” Cress yelled. “Where are you going!?”

Stella sprinted through the flowers until she reached the edge of the clearing, to the top of the hill where she stumbled and fell over; Stella still wasn’t completely used to her legs. “Ow...” Stella muttered. But when she got back up and lifted her head, she froze at the awe-inspiring sight.

Before her was a vast mountain valley that stretched out for miles and miles to her left and right. Across the chasm was another mountain range, backed by the descending sun which shined over the mountain tops. She was so high up, the clouds were both above her in the sky, and down in the valley below where they blanketed the landscape. The clouds below looked like thick vanilla ice cream, with the golden hue of the setting sun glazing over the clouds like caramel. The clouds higher up were wispier and looked pink from the sunset sky, like stretched-out cotton candy. She was so close to them, she swore she could reach out and touch the lofty cotton puffs.

The wind shifted through her fur, making her feel light and airy like the clouds, like any troubles or worries she might have had were washed away. This feeling of serenity... She wasn’t sure if this was real or not anymore. The sight was too beautiful to be made up by her mind, but it was also too breathtaking to be real. Whatever the case, she was happy that she was there, witnessing it.

After what felt like an eternity of peace, Stella could hear running footsteps rustle through the grass behind her. “Hey Stella! What’s this all about?” Cress asked.

As Stella turned, she could see Cress’s confused face, with Talia just several meters behind him, slowly making her way through the field of flowers.

Stella just smiled back. And then snorted. And then started giggling. And then she started laughing! Stella let herself fall over and roll down the hill into the field of flowers, picking up dirt, petals and blades of grass in her fur, laughing all the way down with a child-like glee! Stella stopped rolling after a moment, landing on her back next to where Talia was standing.

Talia smirked. “Having fun then?”

“No. It’s just...” Stella drifted off with her words for a second, looking over to where a somewhat confused Cress was standing. “This is an awesome place!” Stella exclaimed as she then got up and turned around, looking at all of the flowers around her. “It’s just a beautiful view really. Sorry. That was really out of line for me.”

“No, it’s fine Stella. It really is a nice view. Though I guess when you’ve seen it several times already, it quickly loses its charm...” Talia looked over to where the sun was setting. Cress had turned around and was taking in the sight too. “Sometimes we take these sorts of simple things for granted, so I’m glad that you appreciate it. You want to stay here for a bit longer, or are you good to go? Collis Village is just around the corner.”

Stella thought about it for a moment, looking back towards the sunset. “Yeah, I’m good,” Stella replied before standing back up. “Let’s go!”

Just then, Cress jogged down the hill, rejoining the two. “I haven’t been here in a bit, but I can see what you mean Stella. I guess that’s why they call this place Serenity Peak.”

“Serenity Peak?” Stella asked as the trio began to walk back across the clearing of flowers.

Cress nodded. “They call it that because there aren’t many pokémon who live on this mountain. So it’s usually really quiet,” Cress replied as the trio made their way back under the cover of the forest trees, towards Collis Village.
 
Chapter 5: All Questions, No Answers

Oculus049

Waiting for something to happen...?
*Beep* *Beep* … *Beep* *Beep* … *Beep* *Beep* …

“Mmmfff,” Stella groaned while face down into her pillow. She blindly reached her arm out to her desk and pressed the snooze button.

Unwilling to get up, she laid in bed for a few minutes longer, listening to the sound of rain battering against her bedroom window.

Finally, after a short moment, she rolled over and looked outside at the grey skies and water droplets sliding down her window. “Going to need a jacket today,” Stella thought as she sighed and began to hoist herself out of bed.

As she stood up though, she kicked her foot into a cardboard box on the ground. “Hm?” Stella looked down at her bedroom floor, where there were a few boxes scattered around her bed.

“Huh, guess I forgot to clean up after last night.”

Stella quickly pushed the cardboard boxes along the floor back into her closet. They weren’t organized properly, but she could deal with that later.

Stella walked out into the kitchen to eat breakfast. This time, she prepared a few cooked combusken eggs with pecha berries for breakfast.

“Oh I should mention Stella,” her Grandma began as Stella sat down to eat, “I will be going next door to see Mrs. Lane. She’s going to be giving me some computer lessons. Afterwards, we’re going to be watching a marathon of Pokénovella in the afternoon, so I might not be home when you arrive. Feel free to take some of the leftovers from last night or make something yourself.”

“Sure thing,” Stella replied.

Pokénovella is a popular soap opera that plays in the Alterra region. Its dramatic plot, romantic tone, and relatable domestic setting makes it a favorite TV show for many adults.

“I wonder if Vincent is going to trade his victreebel for Wanda’s stuful! Ooooo it’s all so tense!”

“Right...” Stella replied hesitantly as she poked her fork into her food, completely oblivious to the show’s plot.

After Stella finished eating, she put her dishes in the sink, filled up Skitty’s food bowl, (who was complaining rather loudly by the way) and went to her bathroom to brush her teeth.

After she began to brush her teeth, it took her a moment to notice the green scarf tied around her neck in the mirror’s reflection. With the way it was wrapped around her neck, it looked like it had a dark and light green zig-zag pattern.

Stella slowly stopped brushing. “What...? Where did this come from?”

Stella instinctively felt for the scarf at her neck and froze up. Flashes of her memories came back to her.

It knocked me out last night.

I was an eevee.

The scarf was there too.

There were those other two pokémon.

We were on a mountain.

That view was beautiful.


Stella suddenly dropped her toothbrush and started breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down. She didn’t consider the scarf to be a problem in her dream because it was just a dream. That wasn’t real. But now... Now she was certain. The scarf on her neck had actually lunged at her face and knocked her out last night. In the real world.

In a panic, she tried to tear the scarf from her neck, untie it, do anything to get it off, but it wouldn’t loosen no matter what she did.

Why won’t this thing come off?!

Stella stopped pulling for a moment to think and breathe. She suddenly had an idea. She rushed into her room, opened one of the drawers under her desk, and pulled out a pair of scissors.

Okay, let’s try this.

Stella pulled the scarf down slightly, holding it in place so she could cut it off with the scissors.

Stella closed the scissor blades with the scarf in between... But nothing happened. Stella tried as hard as she could to cut the scarf, using both hands to force the scissors to close, but the fabric seemed impossible to cut!

Man, this is a tough scarf! Why won’t it cut?!

Suddenly, Stella heard a loud *SNAP* sound and something clatter to the ground. Stella took that as an indication that she’d successfully cut the scarf, so she tried pulling on it. But it wouldn’t come off. It was still stuck.

“Huh?” Stella thought out-loud.

It was then that Stella saw the issue. She looked at the scissors she was holding. The metal blades of the scissors were cut cleanly in half, and the missing halves of both blades were laying on the floor at her feet.

Out of sheer bewilderment, Stella dropped the broken scissors and stood for a few moments in complete silence.

After taking a moment to process what just happened, Stella fell into her bed, her mind a mix of confusion and defeat. She stared up at the ceiling, frustrated, baffled, and unsure of what to make of her situation.

Right, apparently I have an indestructible, untieable, magic scarf that is stuck to my neck and can cut metal in half. That’s neat. Yeah… That’s real neat.

Just then, Skitty walked into Stella’s room. They gave a concerned meow while tilting their head. Stella turned her head towards Skitty and somewhat dejectedly replied, “Oh hey there.” Just then, Skitty hopped onto Stella’s bed, laid down next to her and started purring. “Thanks for the concern Skitty. At least you aren’t talking or anything weird like that.” As Stella began to pet Skitty, her mind started to wander.

What could she do? Stella thought back to the dream she had. Last night, after the scarf made her fall asleep, she had that strange dream where she was an eevee, wearing the same scarf. Could they be connected? Maybe she wasn’t dreaming after all? Maybe the scarf actually took her to a world with only talking pokémon? And turned her into a pokémon too? Is it even possible?

Stella knew she was naturally a skeptic, something her grandma told her was a family trait. But even trying to be open-minded, Stella still found it hard to believe that her “experience” was anything beyond a dream. If she told anyone otherwise anyways, everyone would just call her crazy. Even then, she woke up from the dream. How could she even wake up from travelling to another world?

Stella was starting to get a headache thinking about her strange circumstances too much. She decided to believe that her experience was a dream and leave it at that; she didn’t have enough information to make any other conclusions. Besides, she remembered some advice she received last night as her mind wandered to something that Talia, the nidorina, said in her dream. “Your scarf seems inert and I don’t think any more guessing will help us learn more about it, so I don't think it's worth worrying about it.” She did have a point. There was nothing she could do about her situation as far as she knew, and it wasn’t hurting her, so Stella decided to not worry about it for now. The only bother it would probably give her was making it harder to change clothes.

Stella held up the front of the scarf so she could see it. It was tied so that the front was arranged in a triangular shape and the knot was tied at the back of her neck, backwards to how it was tied in her dream.

Stella sighed. “I guess you’re staying with me for a bit then,” she mumbled. Stella was at least thankful that it didn’t look bad on her.

Stella glanced at her alarm clock. She had about fifteen minutes to get downstairs and meet up with Michael. Stella got up with Skitty clinging to her arm, meowing and complaining. “Look,” Stella began, “I know you want more pets, but I need to go to school now, okay?” Stella gently ripped Skitty from her arm and plopped them back onto her bed.

Stella walked over to her desk where her backpack hung on the chair. As she grabbed her backpack, Stella noticed the vial of rainbow powder that she left yesterday on her desk; the mysterious “Emera Powder” that she found in that chest. Remembering that she wanted to ask Michael what he knows about it, she grabbed it and quickly stuffed it into her bag.

Stella then went to the bathroom, finished brushing her teeth with a new toothbrush, and changed into some warm clothes with a rain jacket over it. With winter getting closer, it was only going to get colder too.



After a brief rainy day at school, Stella asked Michael about the strange vial of “Emera Powder” she found. With another internet search and no luck, Michael suggested they visit the public library where they kept some of the more obscure research records, things that weren’t uploaded publicly.

After Michael asked the librarian for a few documents that might be related to the strange “Emera”, they walked to the corner of the library where there was an opening to a small café.

The library café had a cozy vibe, with relaxing lo-fi jazz music playing gently from a nearby speaker. Wood and plant-based decor were prominent in the café, giving it a brown and green aesthetic. The chairs and tables were made of lacquered dark oak wood, and were each organically and uniquely shaped, almost as if they grew out of the ground just the way they were. Some of the shelves held either black and white polaroid pictures of customers enjoying themselves, or small, low-maintenance potted plants such as cacti, pothos, spider ivy, and rubber fig.

As Stella and Micheal walked in, they could see that the library café was sparsely filled. At one table there was a business-suited adult working on a laptop. At another table, a couple was being served mixed chesto berry coffee by a female indeedee who served them using psychic from a distance. On a sofa in the corner of the room, a college student and their shuppet were reading a book together. The student was laid out along the whole couch with their shoes off and socks on. Their shuppet, on the other hand, hovered behind them to get a good reading angle. On the windowsill, there was a leafeon laid out on a small bed. They gazed lazily outside as crowds of people walked up and down the street as it rained, a large majority of them carrying umbrellas while others wore rain jackets.

“Alrighty, let’s see here...” Michael said as they both sat down. “We don’t have a lot to work with but at least it’s something. Can’t believe there is almost nothing on your ‘mystery substance.’ And you just randomly found it in your bedroom?”

“Yeah,” Stella replied as she took off her rain jacket. “It was in a dusty old box in the back of my closet. Dunno how it could’ve gotten there.”

“Weird stuff man… Oh well, let’s see what we can find.”

While they read through the documents, Michael ordered a decaf coffee from a barista behind the counter. Since there weren’t many documents, it only took the two about twenty minutes to read through all of them. However, since Stella wasn’t overly familiar with the language used in scientific reports, she did a lot more asking than reading.

“Man,” Michael complained, “there’s seriously nothing here. Closest thing is a report on the possibility of turning thunderstones into powder and mixing them with metal alloys to make them more conductive, but that’s really it. I mean, it sounds like sand when you shake the bottle around, so it must be some kind of crystal or rock-like substance. And it reacts to Pokémon, so it’s likely related to evolution stones in some way…” Michael leaned back in his chair and pushed up his glasses as he drifted off with his words. “This is a real mystery Stell…”

“Oh my gosh! Michael and Stella!?” A new voice exclaimed.

The two turned to an employee wearing a dark green and light brown uniform behind the counter. “Didn’t expect to see you two here!”

“Oh hey Rebecca!” Stella exclaimed. “You work here?”

“Yeppers!” Rebecca replied, “Started working here just last week! Actually, I’m on break right now, just got finished lugging in a bunch of boxes in the back, so lemme come around the counter to talk to you guys.”

Rebecca was both taller and looked more mature than both Michael and Stella. Rebecca had fair skin, and some green highlights running through her long, black, and slightly curly hair.

As she approached the table, the indeedee who was serving coffee to the couple before was now meekly following behind Rebecca as she pulled up a seat to the table.

“Oh, so is this why I haven’t seen you in school this past week?” Michael asked as Rebecca sat down.

“Bingo! I figured with the end of school coming with winter break, I might as well not even go the final week. I mean heck, all we do all day is play board games and watch educational videos all day. No assignments, not much learning. With senior year coming up, I’d rather be doing something more productive with my time like getting a job and making some actual money, you know?”

“Yea I feel that man, good for you!” Michael replied.

“By the way Stella, I love your scarf!” Rebecca exclaimed. “It looks really fashionable on you! I don’t recognize the brand, where’d you get it?”

“Oh I uh… I found it among some old clothes in my closet yesterday.” Stella quickly replied. “You know, it’s getting cold and everything.”

Stella didn’t feel like explaining that her scarf was stuck to her neck, especially since she couldn’t explain it to herself, so she tried to avoid that conversation as much as possible.

“Oh but anyways, is that indeedee yours?” Stella asked as she tried to lean to the side, attempting to get a better look at the indeedee behind Rebecca.

“Oh yeah, I caught her recently. She’s a bit shy around people though, so I thought I’d have her help out here at the shop. Just to help her get used to being around new people. Say hi Dessy!”

The indeedee gave a shy wave and softly smiled from behind Rebecca’s back.

Both Stella and Michael gave a small wave, replying with a “Heya!” and “Hello!” from both of them respectively.

“So what’cha guys doing here?” Rebecca asked, gesturing to the documents they had scattered on the table.

Stella told Rebecca about the bottle of “Emera Powder” she found in her room. “Oh really? It’s attracted to pokémon? Can I see?” Rebecca asked.

Stella took out the bottle of emera powder and handed it to Rebecca. “Make sure you’re gentle with it,” Michael cautioned. “Whatever this stuff is, it’s probably the only sample of its kind.”

As Rebecca held the vial, the sand inside started creeping up the side of the bottle, in the direction of Dessy the indeedee. “So weird,” she muttered as she stared into the rainbow powder, mesmerized by all of the colors. After a moment, Rebecca handed the vial back to Stella. “You guys find any information on it?” She asked.

“Nope,” Stella replied.

“Yea,” Michael began, “nothing even close. Just a few documents on maybe crushing evolution stones into powder, but we don’t even know if this stuff is related to them. It’s really just conjecture on our behalf for now.”

As Michael talked, Stella put the vial back into her bag, but noticed that the powder in the vial was shifting towards her a tiny bit. Did it do that before? Stella looked behind her so see if there was any pokémon behind her, but the tables were empty. “It can’t be attracted to me, I’m not a pokémon,” Stella thought as she put it away in her bag. “Maybe it’s attracted to a pokémon on the other side of the wall?” Stella shook her head at the thought. “Or maybe it’s just weird powder being weird.

“Man, that sucks, hope you guys do find out something,” Rebecca replied. “Sounds like such a cool mystery to unravel though!”

“Yea, it’s definitely a head scratcher,” Michael replied. “Never heard or seen anything else like it before. I think that we might have to look somewhere else,” Michael said as he began to organize the documents to return later.

“Speaking of weird stuff,” Rebecca started, “have you ever heard of…”

The topic of conversation changed to random weird things they’ve been told or heard about. Things like spooky unsolved mysteries, urban legends, and trivia about random oddities around the world.

Suddenly changing the subject, Rebecca said, “You know, speaking of weird stuff, I had this wack dream the other night. Like dude, you ever have one of those dreams where you’re flying? Well like, I had one of those, but instead of me flying, everyone else was flying! Felt left out completely.”

“Man,” Michael complained, “at least you get something interesting. All I get are just boring dreams of riding the subway for hours on end and stressing out over exams.”

Stella stayed mostly quiet throughout the conversation since Michael and Rebecca were both much more talkative than her. Moreover, she couldn’t stop thinking about the scarf around her neck, the dream it might’ve caused, and the powder she found in the same wooden chest as her scarf. To Stella, they all seemed to be related to one another, especially since she found the vial and the scarf in that chest, yet she couldn’t imagine why. She felt like she only had half of the puzzle. But since the topic of dreams came up, Stella decided to take the opportunity and talk about the dream she had. “You know, I had this one dream last night…”

Stella recounted to Michael and Rebecca the strange dream she had the previous night, omitting that she wore the same scarf in the dream that she was wearing now. She wanted to share the dream with at least someone else just to get it off her chest, but was hesitant to dive into a conversation about her scarf too much.

“Man, I’m really jealous now!” Michael exclaimed while chuckling. “Is it really just me who gets boring dreams?”

“Nah it’s not just you Mikey, sometimes I get mundane stuff too,” Rebecca replied. Rebecca then turned to Stella, “But still though, having a dream where you’re a pokémon having an adventure? That sounds so cool! I bet you were cute as a heck as an eevee!” Rebecca teased.

Stella snorted and gave a light chuckle in response. “Hehe yeah, I probably was.”

“Though if I was a pokémon, it’d be so useful for studying pokémon biology!” Rebecca gleefully exclaimed. “I mean heck, if I could talk to other pokémon and experience life as a pokémon, we could learn so much about them!”

Stella smiled at Rebecca’s comment. “You’re always thinking about ways to learn more about pokémon anatomy and biology aren’t you.”

“Of course!” Rebecca replied. “You know it’s my favorite subject! Can’t wait until I graduate highschool and can study pokémon in the field as part of my classes. It’d be so cool!”

Michael suddenly took his phone out and glanced down at it. “Hey, sorry to interrupt,” Michael began as he stood up and picked up the pile of documents, “but I gotta head out to help mom take care of some stuff for later tonight. Apparently the TV broke and she needs it for some event later with her friends.”

With a somewhat downcast expression, Stella replied, “Oh, alrighty. Kinda disappointing though that we couldn’t learn anything new.”

Michael turned to Stella and said, “Eh, don’t worry, it’s fine. I’m not sure how else we can find info on the powder, sand, dust, whatever it is... but I’m sure we can think of something. It had to come from somewhere right? Someone labeled it and knew what it was, so it isn’t impossible to imagine that at least someone somewhere knows something about it.”

“Right, thanks for the reassurance Michael,” Stella replied.

“No problem. I’ll return the documents to the librarian so you don’t have to deal with it. The whole process of returning archived stuff is freaking annoying. They have to read through every single document and verify them; takes them way too long.”

“Thanks again,” Stella replied.

“Aw man, wanted to talk to you guys more. But it’s good timing actually!” Rebecca exclaimed. “My break is almost over, so… guess I’ll see you guys later?”

The three each went their separate ways. Michael went to the library reception desk, Rebecca returned to work, and Stella took the subway home. After hopping off the subway, she walked the rest of the way home, her mind filled with all questions, no answers.



Like Stella’s grandmother said, nobody was home except for Skitty when she arrived. Stella warmed up leftovers from the previous night, and prepared herself for sleep.

Before she went to bed though, she pulled out one of the cardboard boxes she left in her closet, and pulled out the small, rustic-looking wooden chest she found both the emera vial and the scarf in. She examined it, looking for anything noteworthy that might answer questions she had about the vial and her scarf. The only thing of note she found was on the front of the box, a stamped white symbol of a pokéball flanked on either side by wings. Stella figured that it must be important and related to the scarf and vial, but couldn’t imagine what the connection could be. Searching up for “pokéball flanked by wings” on the internet gave her images of flying-type trainers posing with their pokémon on either side of them. Not exactly what she was looking for.

With no results, Stella took out the vial of emera and put it back into the chest, closed it, and left it inside the cardboard box in her closet.

As she climbed into bed, her mind filled up with all of the questions she accumulated throughout the day. What was up with the scarf stuck around her neck, the weird vial of powder she found, and the strange dream she had where she was an eevee? There was the box where she found the scarf and the vial of emera too. Where did it come from? Did that symbol mean anything?

Stella quickly realized that she wouldn’t get anything done if she kept worrying about it. She could try and figure things out tomorrow, so she tried to clear her mind, relax, and fall asleep.
 
Chapter 6: The Dyadian Artifact

Oculus049

Waiting for something to happen...?
Stella felt a hand gently nudging her. “Hey, wake up...”

“Mmmmpff,” Stella groaned in response. “Just wake me up later grandma… I’ve still got like five more minutes...”

Stella rolled over and slowly opened her eyes, expecting to see her grandmother’s face, but instead saw a familiar quilava in her place.

“Morning,” Cress greeted happily.

“Whaaa!” With widened eyes, Stella yelped and suddenly scrambled backwards in shock, tripping over her own legs and crashing upside-down into the wall behind her. “Ow...”

Stella was once again an eevee in an unfamiliar place, talking to a pokémon. Though upside down, Stella quickly glanced at her surroundings; the two were in a small unassuming bedroom decorated in what seemed to be a traditional-looking Johto aesthetic. The floors, walls, and ceiling were made of light spruce wood with red-wood accented pillars embedded in each corner of the room. The entrance to the room was covered by a beige-colored paper bamboo screen door with simple geometric designs on it. The bed Stella had slept on was made of thick brown and yellow thatch, though now it was scattered across the floor due to Stella’s scrambling. An open box with fresh thatch peeking out of it could be seen nearby; presumably, thatch could be taken from it to make the beds. High above the box, there was a small glassless window letting in some morning sunlight.

An upturned Stella then regarded Cress silently with a confused expression, trying to figure out what she should even say.

“Are you okay?” Cress asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah... sorry.” Stella replied hesitantly as she rolled back onto her feet. “You just surprised me, that’s all...” Stella’s voice trailed off as she began to contemplate her situation; turns out that waking up to a talking pokémon and becoming a pokémon is just as confusing the second time as it is the first, especially when it happens without warning.

Gathering her thoughts, Stella remembered that she had travelled to Collis Village with Cress and Talia the last time she had been in this world. She had now presumably woken up in the village, though Stella couldn’t be certain because her memory was a bit hazy; she couldn’t remember what had happened between arriving in the village and falling asleep. Why was she here again? Stella had heard of recurring dreams, but everything seemed too consistent to be a dream. Perhaps her initial assumption that she had been and was still currently dreaming was wrong? Why was any of this even happening? She had too many questions and it was starting to give her a headache.

“You look like you have a lot on your mind,” Cress noticed.

Stella was dragged out of her trance. “Huh?”

“You’re just staring into nothing without saying anything. You probably have a lot of questions right now, about where you are and what’s going on. Am I right?”

Stella gave a slow detached nod. Did he know something?

“Righty then, that’s what I came to wake you up for actually. I know it’s a bit sudden, but can you follow me?”

With nowhere else to go and eager to learn more about her situation, Stella decided to trust Cress and follow him.

The two walked out of the room and into a hallway. The rest of the building had a similar aesthetic to the bedroom with the walls being made of light spruce wood and red accents present in some of the minor decor elements. There were a few other paper doors along the length of the corridor, with wooden plaques numbering each one. Stella and Cress just walked out of room seven.

After Stella followed Cress, who happened to be walking on all fours, for a bit down the stretch of hallway, she asked, “Where are we going?”

Cress turned and replied, “We’re going to see Madam Dravé in her chambers here at the town hall. She’s the village elder, though I suppose she doubles as a mayor too. We did some reading last night and learned some things about your clingy scarf.”

So we’re in the town hall, huh. And the scarf too?” Stella glanced down at her neck where her scarf was hanging. She’d almost forgotten about it.

Once the two finished walking down the hall, they climbed up a set of stairs. Stella tried to mimic Cress as they climbed the stairs since she wasn’t particularly experienced walking up steps as a quadrupedal pokémon.

Once they had reached the top of the stairway, the two were welcomed with a hearty greeting, “Hey Cress and Stella!” The voice belonged to a Braviary that had just walked around the corner. “Where are you two off to?”

His voice seems familiar. Wait… he knows my name?

“Madam Dravé wanted to speak to Stella since they weren’t able to get properly introduced last night.” Cress replied.

“Ah cool cool. I’m headed off to sentry duty this morning. Think you’d be open to spar against later? Battling you is fun as heck!”

“Yeah, sure!” Cress replied. “I don’t have any official duties for a while, so I’d be down.”

“Aight’ mate. I’m actually going to be late if I don’t rush, so I’ll catch up more later. Let me know later what time you want to spar, and nice meeting you last night Stella!”

“See you Elges!” Cress replied as the Braviary opted to glide down the stairs instead of walking, disappearing past them.

Elges is his name? He has sentry duty? That voice sounds familiar. And he’s met me before…

A shock-like feeling passed through Stella’s body as she suddenly remembered the events of last night.

Stella recalled how Cress, Talia, and herself approached the path that led into the village before being addressed by Elges, who was on guard duty. After a short conversation and introducing herself to him, Stella and the others went inside the village, straight to the town hall where they would spend the night in its dorms. Stella then remembered falling asleep there.

Her missing memory was back just like that, but why was there even a gap in the first place? This wasn’t the first time this had happened either, as she originally couldn’t remember the events that lead up to her being knocked out last time.

“Hey, are you okay? Cress asked from a bit farther down the hall. “You’re gonna get left behind like that.”

Stella blinked quickly a few times as she was jolted out of her memory. “Yeah sorry,” Stella replied as she walked over to him. “Just lost in thought again.”

“Look, no worries,” Cress replied as the two continued down the hall. “I promise Madam Dravé will answer your questions, she’s quite knowledgeable about these sorts of things. She’s pretty relaxed too, so you shouldn’t be nervous about talking to her either.”

Taking those comments in mind, Stella continued to follow Cress until they reached a big door. The door was made of a slightly darker variant of the spruce wood used in the rest of the building, and bordering it, was a red accented frame. As Cress slowly pulled open the door, he said, “She’s probably meditating, so we should be quiet when going in.”

Stella nodded as the both of them slowly made their way into the room.

The chamber was about triple the size of the room Stella woke up in before. It was mostly dark with only a few slits of light filtering through the thin windows, illuminating numerous specks of wood dust floating in the air. From what Stella could see, it was fitted to be some sort of study with bookshelves adorning some of the walls and a desk for studying in the corner. As she entered, she was caressed by the subtle and calming smell of lax incense, which came from a burner by the center of the room. Next to the incense burner, a large and visibly old altaria was seated on top of a pile of pillows in a relaxed stance; they had their head tucked into their cotton-enveloped wings, which they wrapped around themselves like a cocoon.

“Madam Dravé?” Cress asked at what seemed like a whisper.

After a moment of silence, Cress spoke again, except a bit louder this time. “Erm... Madam Dravé?”

The altaria poked their head out of their wings and glanced at Cress and Stella for a moment.

“Oh gracious me, my apologies. I didn’t hear you two come in. I was quite focused on my meditation!” The altaria then rose, stretching her wings outwards and her legs up and down. “Welcome to my study you two! I’m sure Cress has told you Stella, but I’ve called you here to discuss your strange circumstances. Particularly about the scarf that is stuck to you. Though first do either of you want any water? Are you hungry at all?”

“Uh, no thanks I’m good.” Stella replied.

“I’m good too.” Cress replied.

“Ah excellent!” She exclaimed. “Though I will say…” Her voice trailed off as she craned her neck forwards to get a better look at Stella. “It’s rather dark in here isn’t it.” She then turned to her left towards the windows and let out a huge gust of wind by flapping her wings. All of the windows on the wall flung open thanks to the flurry of wind, scattering some loose papers on the floor, and letting light flood into the room. “Ah goodness, that’s much better. Darkness is excellent for relaxing, but not so much for seeing.”

“Ah... yeah...” Stella hesitantly replied, surprised at how much force the old altaria could put out.

“Hmmm. Now that I can see you properly, I believe that is the harmony scarf you are wearing there.”

“We were right then!” Cress exclaimed.

“The harmony scarf?” Stella looked at Cress, then down at the dark and light green zigzagged scarf wrapped around her neck. “What do you guys know about it?” Stella asked, eager for answers.

“Allow me.” With her beak, the altaria pulled out a thick book from her side and placed it in front of her. “Could you come here for a moment so I may show you?”

Stella started walking towards Madam Dravé, who seemed to be watching Stella very intently; as Stella approached Madam Dravé, she noticed this. “Something wrong?” Stella asked.

“Just a pondering of mine... Cress, could you leave me and Stella for a bit? It might be more comfortable for Stella if just she and I were to talk.”

Before Cress could begin to respond, Stella said, “Actually... I’m okay with Cress staying.” She didn’t know why, but despite barely knowing him, Cress was the closest thing Stella had to a friend in this world. Cress did help her in the cave and seemed to be friendly, so Stella didn’t mind. Plus having someone who was at least somewhat familiar near her put her at ease. “Doesn’t bother me.”

Madam Dravé chuckled, “Fair enough then. If you aren’t bothered, then fine by me. This may actually make things more convenient.”

Stella turned to look at Cress and gave him a small nod as a sort of affirmation. Cress tilted his head and raised a brow, giving a confused look for a split moment, but then understood, giving a nod back.

“Stella,” Madam Dravé called, bringing her back to attention. “To explain the implications and importance of the scarf you wear, the harmony scarf, I’d like for you to understand some history related to it.” The altaria craned their neck down and flipped through some pages of the book with their beak until they reached a page with foreign text and an illustration of Rayquaza firing a beam at a meteor in the sky. “Particularly, the story of the Dyads of Legend.”

“The duo of pokémon who saved the world multiple times over.” Cress stated. “I’ve heard a passing story or two, but never heard all of the details. Just enough that I know about the scarf.”

“Indeed,” the altaria replied, ”the Dyads of Legend were a duo of pokémon who reincarnated various times throughout the past few centuries in order to prevent certain calamities from destroying the planet. I recommend you two sit down for a bit, this may take a moment.”

After nodding in response, both Stella and Cress sat down.

“The earliest known dyad was the Dyad of Sky; they traveled to the clouds and appeased the legendary Rayquaza to stop a star from falling into the planet.” She gestured to the picture of Rayquaza firing a hyper beam into the falling ball of fire.

Madam Dravé flipped to the next page where there was an illustration of a floating green clockwork gear with ornate designs surrounding it. A drawing of Dialga presided over the gear.

“The next dyad was the Dyad of Time; they traveled through time and prevented the temporal paralysis of the planet by returning artifacts known as the time gears to their rightful location at the peak of Temporal Tower in the hidden land where Dialga.”

Stella listened quietly, intent on figuring out more about her situation, but was starting to get impatient. “Sorry,” Stella interrupted, “This all sounds pretty interesting, and I don’t mean to be rude, but what does this have to do with the scarf that’s stuck to me?”

“You’ll see,” Madam Dravé replied.

She flipped to the next page where there was an illustration of a giant palace made of ice. In the center, there was a red core surrounded by ice crystals.

“The next dyad was the Dyad of Hope who destroyed an entity known as the Bittercold. It would be a predecessor to the next threat to this planet, Dark Matter.”

Madam Dravé flipped to the next page where there were various illustrations. There was a drawing of a giant tree in space, a red core surrounded by what looked like black cage, and two intertwined scarves bearing the same design on the scarf Stella wore.

“That’s...” Stella began, “that’s the scarf that I’m wearing!”

“Mmmm hmmm,” Madam Dravé confirmed, “it appears to be the same one. Though you bear one, there were actually two in the legends. The harmony scarves, or as some call them, the dyadian artifacts, were a tool of sorts used by the Dyad of Life to combat an entity known as Dark Matter, a being that attempted to destroy the planet by sending the earth into the sun. The scarves linked the Dyad together, gave them protection against Dark Matter’s anomalous effects and supernatural powers to combat the being.”

“What kind of power?” Cress asked.

“We’re not exactly certain. The only information we have is from secondhand accounts of pokémon who wrote down these events as they witnessed them. Due to a lack of information and certain inconsistencies, we can’t be certain of the species of pokémon, their names, or even whether the ones written here are all of the Dyads that have ever existed throughout time. We are certain though that the harmony scarves gave the Dyad the power to evolve in a strange manner. Not just regular evolution, nor the effects we see from awakening mind you, but the scarves were apparently capable of making a pokémon like bulbasaur evolve directly into an ivysaur, completely skipping over the middle stage.”

“Woah, that’s... weird,” Cress replied.

“Indeed it is.”

“Wait...” Stella said as the importance of the scarf she wore sunk in, “So you’re telling me that the scarf stuck to me right now is some magical scarf that was used by a legendary duo of pokémon to stop some supernatural entity from destroying the planet?”

“Very likely yes,” she simply said, closing the book with her beak.

“Huh… that’s... honestly a bit hard to believe.” Stella replied. Was she really wearing some sort of legendary artifact?

“Truly?” Madam Dravé asked. “As hard to believe as that scarf stuck around your neck?”

Stella looked down at the scarf, remembering the pair of scissors that it had sliced in half. “I… guess you have a point there but...”

Madam Dravé chuckled. “Typically I wouldn’t expect someone so young to be so skeptical. Though I suppose as a human, it’d make more sense that you’d be more doubtful.”

“Yeah, I mea-” Stella realized what the altaria just said. “Uh… What?”

Madam Dravé chuckled again. “You are a human, are you not?” she asked with a tilt of her head. “Or at least, you used to be one; before you were transformed into a pokémon. Am I wrong?”

A shiver went down Stella’s spine. “How did she know?” Stella thought as she looked at the altaria, trying to understand her intentions. Stella wasn’t particularly experienced with discerning pokémon facial expressions, but she could tell that Madam Dravé was trying to ask a genuine question; the altaria’s head was tilted slightly, as if she were waiting for a response. “Um...” Having been caught off guard, Stella was uncertain how to respond at first. “Yeah... but... how?” She replied hesitantly.

Cress took in a sharp breath out of surprise. Stella quickly glanced at him. Did he know too?

“Several small things,” the altaria said. “Cress, perhaps you may be better suited to explain here.”

“Oh uh...” Cress replied. “Sure, there was a bunch of weird stuff about you, like the scarf that was stuck to your neck, the way you behaved; I mean, you seemed surprised and amazed about every little thing!

“Hey, couldn’t I enjoy the view around here?” Stella jokingly replied.

Madam Dravé chuckled. “She does have a point Cress. I think it’d be better if you started from the beginning with what Talia told you, wasn’t it her who suggested the theory Stella was a human?”

“Oh, right right. So Talia told me she saw...” Cress recounted how Talia had found a rainbow crystal in the cavern with a scarf trapped inside before finding Stella’s unconscious body there. “So basically,” Cress continued, “the giant crystal disappears and is replaced with your unconscious body wearing what is apparently the same scarf.”

Stella took the new information about the crystal in mind. Did she come from that crystal?

“Apparently by chance she already knew about the story of the Dyad of Hope, the harmony scarf, and what it looked like. Talia happens to be a history buff, so she’s just kinda like that. But anyways, with your weird behavior and you wearing the harmony scarf-”

“Sorry if I missed it,” Stella interjected, “but what does me wearing this scarf have to do with me being human?”

“Apologies, I forgot to mention,” Madam Dravé said, “but one of the pokémon in each Dyad was always a human turned into a pokémon. With you wearing that scarf, it’s likely that you are a human.”

“Okay, that makes more sense why you’d think I’m a human then. Weirdly specific that there’s a human that turns into a pokémon, but okay.”

“Additionally,” she continued, ”though I hate to be rude, your gait just a moment ago was similar to that of a toddler who had just learned to walk; you seem uneasy on your paws. A new body must be hard to adjust to, no?”

“Well uh...”

“Also you did just admit to being human.” Cress added.

“Okay yeah, I can’t deny that.”

Madam Dravé chuckled. “No, I suppose not. I should clarify though, I’m saying this now because I wish for you to feel comfortable here.”

“Huh?” Stella replied, obviously having been made uncomfortable after having been exposed as a former human.

“I don’t wish for you to spend time holding in being a human as a secret. It’s better to remove such an encumberment now rather than have you worry for a while longer. I wish for us to have an open dialogue, so I may assist you better.”

“To help me?” Stella asked.

“Yes. I imagine it must be confusing for you to be whisked away to another world and put into a new body with no guidance or reason as to why. So I’m here to provide any help or information to make the experience less jarring for you. It’s my job as the village elder to make all visitors feel comfortable.”

“I… see… wow, that makes sense then... thanks actually.”

Stella was surprised at how kind the pokémon in this world were. Cress caught her when she fell and gave her food back in the cave. She hadn’t talked to Talia much yet, but she didn’t seem bad from what she saw so far. Madam Dravé seemed to want to help Stella and clear things up for her. Even that braviary Elges she met earlier seemed good-natured.

Stella then thought about everything she was told so far. Even though the explanation she was given shed some light on the nature of her scarf, she felt like there were a few things that she was missing, like why did the harmony scarf refuse to be untied from her neck? And was it really bringing her to this other world? Cress and Madam Dravé seemed to believe that Stella was part of some legendary duo because she was a human-turned-pokémon wearing an ancient artifact. But from what Stella knew, she didn’t think that she was some special human from a Dyad.

“You guys...” Stella started, “you guys think I’m the human from the story about the Dyads?”

“That’s what we assume,” Madam Dravé replied.

“Right, well… Since you guys are helping me and being open with me about what you know, I think I should explain something. I’m a human, but I don’t think I’m the human from the legends of the Dyads.”

“What do you mean?” Cress asked.

“Well you see...” Stella described her experiences with the scarf during the past few days. Everything from the scarf attacking her when she found it, to having woken up back in her world after waking up in this one. Madam Dravé listened intently with closed eyes while Cress listened with curious ears. “... and that’s it really.” Stella said, finishing her story. “I don’t think I’m part of any sort of legendary duo sent here to save the world. I just happened to stumble onto this scarf, it got stuck to me, and now it’s just been sorta bringing me here. At least, I think it’s the scarf that’s been bringing me back here. It’s all just a weird coincidence though.”

“Hmmmm,” Madam Dravé thought out loud, evaluating what she has heard. “That may be true Stella, but the fact that you bear this scarf and were a human being are each quite significant on their own. It’s not a common occurrence for a human to come to our world in the form of a pokémon.”

“True, I guess you have a point. It’s not normal as far as I know for anyone from my world to turn into a pokémon. Though there were rumors about this guy named Bill who supposedly turned himself into a pokémon, but that’s just an urban legend.” Stella looked around the room for a moment. “I’ll be real with you here, this is literally the weirdest thing that ever happened to me. I mean just being here and being a pokémon...” Stella turned to Cress. “I mean, I’ve never talked to a pokémon before and now here I am, talking to a pokémon. It’s honestly... really cool.”

“Same here actually!” Cress responded. “I’ve never talked to a human before, or at least someone who was a human, so for me this is a once in a lifetime experience!”

Madam Dravé chuckled. “I suppose this is a first for everyone then. You may not be a half of the Dyad, sent here to save us from a disaster, which is frankly a relief. Though there are still some mysteries behind the circumstances of you being here; however, I believe those mysteries will become solved in time. You say you've gone back and forth between both of our worlds multiple times already?”

“Yes...” Stella replied with a tinge of uncertainty in her voice. “I’m not sure exactly how or what triggers it, but I think it happens whenever I fall asleep. The three times I’ve swapped worlds I either fell asleep or got knocked out. Maybe it’s just coincidence, but I guess we’ll see later.”

“If that’s the case, if you can travel back to your world, perhaps then it would be a good idea for you to investigate the harmony scarf in your world while you are there. I know this area quite well and yet I knew nothing about the cave you were found in. You said you accidentally stumbled upon the scarf in your world so I would hope that you can find more success there.”

“Right,” Stella said, “was thinking the same thing.”

“Excellent then! I believe for the time being while you are here, it would be prudent for you to have a guide… Cress?”

“Yes?” Cress asked.

“You and Talia have finished most of your survey work in the area and aren’t due to return to the guild for several days, is that right?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Then perhaps could you and Talia act as her guide for a few days? Show Stella around the village, teach her about our world, and answer any questions she might have? If she is to be here for a while, it would help her greatly to have someone acclimate her.”

Cress’s eyes lit up at the idea. “Wait, really? For real?”

“Yes, I already had the idea in mind since we started talking. Stella already seems comfortable with you, seeing as you and Talia were the ones who found her. Additionally, I would like to keep the number of pokémon who know Stella is formerly a human to a minimum, preferably only to you two and Talia. Is that okay with you Stella?”

“Sure!” Stella exclaimed before turning to Cress “I think it’d be great to have you two as guides! But I don’t understand why we need to keep that I’m a human a secret. Like, I’m not too down to share that I’m human because that’s a bit of an awkward conversation, not that anyone would believe me anyways though. Is there any reason for that?”

Madam Dravé gave a tired sigh. “I’m afraid of other pokémon getting the wrong idea and spreading rumors,” Madam Dravé responded. “In the past, whenever a human came to our world, a disaster would come thereafter because that human would be a part of the Dyad that would save us from that disaster. Though few pokémon know about the legend of the Dyads, if rumors spread about you being a human, then those few may spread the rumor that a disaster of some sort may occur. Other pokémon with bad intentions may want to mess with you and cause trouble too as a result of you being human.” Madam Dravé shook her head. “You have to understand that you being transformed into a pokémon in our world has some precedent to it.”

“Right, that makes sense,” Stella replied. “I was planning on keeping my mouth shut on that, so works out anyways.”

“Oh, so that’s why you wanted me and Talia to be quiet about it last night.” Cress said.

“Indeed,” Madam Dravé responded. “Regardless, only us four know so it’s nothing to stress over. I simply wish to avoid confusion.” Madam Dravé paused for a moment, looking deep in thought. “But I digress. Anyways, we can allow Stella to sleep in room seven for the duration of her stay here, just next door to you and Talia. So you can bring her back here once night comes. I’d also like to see you two in the morning to ensure everything is going well. Talia too.”

“Sure,” Cress replied, “I’ll try and bring her next time!”

“Excellent! Otherwise, I believe I have nothing else to say. I’ll be looking into your curious scarf more today if possible. Cress, perhaps now you could give Stella a tour of the village? I wish to return to my meditation.”

“Oh yeah, sure thing!”

After saying their goodbyes, Cress and Stella returned to the hallway, gently closing the door behind them, and leaving Madam Dravé to return to her meditation.






As soon as the door closed, Cress showed his excitement by pacing in place, stip-stepping between his legs. “Oh man, this is going to be so cool! I mean heck, I not only get to talk to a human, but also be a guide! I wanna learn so much about humans!” Cress then spun around in a circle as small puffs of fire flared up from his back. “But first I wanna show you the town plaza, the village is pretty small and quiet so we might not see anyone, but there are a few cool pokémon that we can meet that usually pass through there.” Cress’s eyes lit up as he got another idea. “Ooo! Or maybe I should show you the view above the berry farms, you can see the whole valley below! Maybe they might even have a few fruits they can give away since I’m guessing you’re probably hungry by now...” Cress’s voice trailed off as he turned to Stella, and noticed that she was staring into nothing with a pout on her face.

“Hey, you okay?” Cress asked.

Stella tensed up as she was brought back to reality. “Sorry. I don’t know... I’m just… It’s just that…” Stella lifted one of her front paws a little so she could see it. She then quickly glanced around the room before turning to Cress who had his head tilted and wore a concerned expression. She never expected in her entire life that she’d be head-level with a quilava, nor be talking to one, nor be an eevee.

Stella sighed. “I held it together in there so I could hear what I needed to hear, but it’s just that it’s a lot, you know? Becoming a pokémon, being told all this stuff about how I’m wearing some legendary scarf...” Her voice trailed off before she continued again. “It’s just not normal for me. I mean, I thought this was all a dream at first...”

“Hey,” Cress started, “I can’t say I know exactly how you feel. But I do know that I’d probably also feel super out of place if I was turned into a human and was in this whole new world for no rhyme or reason.”

Stella snickered at the idea of a pokémon turning into a human. It was a silly comment from him, but Stella appreciated his attempt to cheer her up.

“But,” he continued, “that’s why I’m here, okay? I’ll help you with anything you want to know or need. Just say the word!”

Now with a slight smile on her face after Cress’s words of comfort, Stella looked at him. He had this sort of glowing infectious smile that made you want to smile too. “Thanks,” Stella said, “ I really appreciate it.”

“No problemo! Shall we head out then?” Cress asked as he started to walk ahead.

“I have a question actually.”

Cress turned around.

“You can make fire out of your back, right?”

“Yeah…?” Cress questioned.

“Can I see?” Stella asked, “I’ve never actually seen a quilava in person before.”

Cress’s eyes lit up. “Oh yeah sure! Though you might wanna step back a little.”

Stella took a few steps back. As soon as she did though, Cress tensed his legs as his back flared up, sending a jet of fire upwards about twice as tall as he was long.

“Woah...” Stella muttered as she stared into the flames, taking in the orange glow as she felt the heat emanating from them.

Cress maintained the fire for a few seconds before he let it die out. “Pretty cool, eh?”

Amazed by the feat, Stella took a moment before responding, “Wow, didn’t know the fire on your back could go so high.”

“Most of us like to show off by showing how strong our fire is. It’s sort of a quilava pride thing.” Cress then closed his eyes so he could focus. “But I like showing off my finesse.”

Stella had a confused expression on her face until Cress showed her what he meant. “And left… And right... And left… And right.” With great skill and control, Cress demonstrated that he could individually control each of the heat vents on his back. Choosing only the left back one, or the right back one, or only the front one on his head. He allowed the heat on each vent to flare up and flare down gently, further demonstrating his control.

“Okay, that’s pretty cool,” Stella replied, “I didn’t know a quilava could have that much control over the heat vents on their back.”

“Yeppers! And not just any quilava can do that!” he exclaimed proudly as he opened his eyes. “I’d say there are very few quilava who can do that well, if at all.”

“I wouldn’t know, but it does seem like it takes a lot of focus.” Stella said.

“It sure does! Though there is also this one other thing that I’ve been practicing lately that I’m pretty sure no quilava has ever done before.”

Stella raised a brow as Cress closed his eyes again. “So you know how we make fire by using flammable gas?”

“I didn’t.”

“Well now you know. But anyways, we eject that stuff through our back and set it on fire. It’s somewhat connected to our lungs, so if I apply enough air pressure in my body in the right way while I’m venting it out...” Cress then stuck a paw into his mouth, trying to blow out air forcefully while his paw blocked the air. Then Cress gently started flaring up the fire on his back. As he did so, Stella heard the gentle yet rising sound of a whistle.

“Wait. No… no way!” Stella exclaimed as she finally realized what was happening.

As the flame on Cress’s back got larger, the whistling sound got even louder. Cress then flared up different sections of his back, creating a few different whistling sounds whose volumes each changed as each flame rose up and flared down.

Suddenly, his flames died down, he took his paw out of his mouth, slumped onto the floor on his belly and started breathing heavily. “It’s… hah… hah… pretty hard to… hah… do.” He spoke only briefly between breaths. “I’m still figuring… hah.. it out.”

Cress took a few moments to breathe as Stella replied.

“That was INCREDIBLE!” Stella exclaimed. “How did you do that? Actually though, are you okay?”

After a few breaths, Cress stood up and replied, “Thanks, I’m fine now. Just need to hold my breath for a while. Making the gas whistle through my vents. It’s all in the finesse to make it work though.”

Stella gave out a hearty laugh. “Man, that’s awesome! I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

Cress looked just behind Stella with a smile. Curious, Stella followed his eyes to a spot behind her, where her tail was wagging. “Huh, my tail is wagging? I guess it is something a pokémon would do when they’re happy.” Stella tried turning around more to get a better look at her tail, but instead clumsily tripped over her own legs, falling to the floor with a THUD. “HAHAHA!” Stella let out a burst of laughter followed by a snort or two as she laid on the floor. “Guess I’m still a bit clumsy, tripping over my own legs like that.”

“Heh, don’t sweat it,” Cress said with a smile as Stella stood up again, “I’m sure you’ll get used to walking the more you do it. Speaking of, shouldn’t I be showing you around?”





“...and this is the town plaza!” Cress exclaimed as they reached a crossroads.

As Stella took in a deep breath of the cool mountain air, she looked around. The center of the town plaza consisted of a relatively large and flat multi-colored cobblestone circle; most of the stones embedded in the ground were variants of gray, but there were a few pale blue and pale red colored stones mixed in. It also had a few buildings surrounding it including a Kecleon shop, a storage center, and a few other useful facilities. It also served as a crossroads for the village, splitting off into three directions. The path Stella and Cress came from was a series of stone steps that crawled up the mountain slope towards the higher level of the village which bore the berry farm, town hall, and other important buildings. Another path went off to their right, down the mountainside to a few other homes and buildings. The last path to their left retreated underneath the cover of the trees to a few homes and the entrance of the village.

Cress explained that most of the buildings in the village were built taking into consideration the sloped mountainous terrain. Some of the buildings on slightly flatter terrain were elevated above the ground using thick wooden supports, this kept them firmly attached to the ground while also keeping them level with gravity. However, some buildings on steeper surfaces were built inside the mountainside itself. These ones would usually have windows that were flush with the surface of the earth and small alcoves that lead to their entrance door.

Additionally, most of the buildings were built using local materials like greyish stone from the mountain rock and light spruce wood from the forest trees you could find surrounding the village.

Despite these similarities however, most of the buildings have distinctive shapes and design choices to fit their purpose. For example, some homes for smaller pokémon would usually have a smaller door designed for their size, whereas other homes suited for flying pokémon could have both a ground entrance and a ceiling entrance. This way, they could not only walk in and out, but also fly in and out. However in some other cases, there seemed to be no rhyme or reason to how pokémon designed their buildings. Strange shapes jutting out of their structures at weird angles, a tree growing from the roof, a rugged hole in the side of a house that Stella wasn’t sure was a proper entrance until she saw a larion casually walk out of it, or other seemingly impractical design choices like these were common. Though these aesthetic picks didn’t make the buildings look ugly; for Stella, the organically shaped and unorthodox structures were a refreshing change from the urban rectangle-shaped brick and concrete buildings she was used to.

Cress gave a quick run down of the buildings and the services they provide to Stella. “...and the Kecleon shop over there is where you can buy a variety of supplies if you’re ever out on a trip. I think that covers everything around here.”

“Wow,” Stella replied, “it all seems really convenient. I was wondering though, how big is Collis village? I haven’t seen too many pokémon while we were walking around.”

“Oh, I think about fifty pokémon live here in the village. It’s not too big, so it’s pretty cozy around here.” Cress then seemed to squint his eyes as he looked towards the path that led into the treeline. “Hey, is that...”

Stella turned to where Cress was looking. Under the forest trees, she saw Talia sitting on the steps of a home, surrounded by a few smaller pokémon who seemed to be listening intently to her.

“Oh hey, isn’t that Talia?” Stella asked.

“Sure is,” Cress replied. “You guys didn’t really get acquainted yesterday, so we should head over and say hi! Especially since she’s also going to be your second guide around here.”

As they approached, Cress and Stella could hear Talia telling a story to the small group of children that surrounded her. She made various exaggerated expressions to accompany some parts of the story. “...and so the thieves ran from the kecleon in terror. Eventually, when survey teams reached the shop to help the kecleon, they found the thieves at the bottom of a ten meter deep hole, unconscious and deeply bruised.”

Each of the children chimed in with surprised comments, “Woah...” “Scary!” “Amazing...” “That can’t be true!” “Kecleon can do all that?”

“And that’s why nobody even thinks about stealing from kecleon shops. Anyone who has ever tried was promptly defeated with a hyper beam to the face.” Talia made a whooshing motion and sound with her arms and mouth to get her point across to the children.

“Woaaaahhhh...” the children spoke in unison.

Talia then looked past the children where she noticed Cress and Stella watching her. Talia seemed a bit embarrassed, knowing Cress and Stella saw her acting for the children. “Oh… Hey Cress, Stella. Didn’t see you there.”

The children turned around to see who had arrived. “Cress!” “It’s Mr. Cress!” “Who’s that eevee?” “Oh wow it’s Cress!” The children made various comments as a small fennekin, a karrablast, a rockruff, a teddiursa, and a venipede proceeded to surround Cress, hounding him for attention. To Stella, they sounded like they couldn’t have been over six or seven years old.

Cress addressed the children as he stood up on his hind legs, trying to not get overwhelmed by them, “Hey, it’s good to see you all again.”

“Mr. Cress?” the Fennekin asked. “I’ve been working on my fire like you taught me! Can I show you?”

“Sure thing, you can show me!”

The other children turned to the fennekin as they quickly separated from the group. The fennekin then took a deep breath before blowing out a small flame.

The children replied with awe at the fire technique, “Woah, that’s cool!” “Awesome...” “I’m hungry” “ I wish I could breathe fire.”

“Great going Tally! If you keep working at it like that, I’m sure you’ll evolve soon!”

The fennekin’s eyes lit up at the comment, “you think so? Then I’ll work every day to become stronger! I’ve always wanted to have hands.”

As Stella watched the group of children continue to hound Cress with questions, a teddiursa from the group walked over to Stella. “Excuse me ma’am, are you an eevee?” The teddiursa asked.

“Uhhh, I guess yeah. I am.” Stella replied.

“Can I pet your fur?”

“Uhhh...” Stella was surprised at the child’s bluntness. Stella turned to Talia for assistance, but her anxious glance was returned with a soft smile and a shrug.

“Pleaaaaaaaase ma’am.” Stella turned back to the small Teddiursa. “I’ve never seen an eevee before and I heard their fur is really really soft.”

“Sure, I guess. Why not, right?”

“Yay!” The teddiursa walked closer to Stella where he started to feel through Stella’s mane. “Wow, it really is super soft! Your fur is much softer than mine! It’s very floofy.”

“Oh uh… thank you.” Stella replied, unsure how to take the unusual compliment.

One by one, the children hounding Cress noticed Stella. They then began to surround Stella and ask her various questions.

“Hey, can I feel your fur too?”

“Oh uh, sure.”

“Is it true that you can evolve into like ten different pokémon?”

“It’s about that amount I think.”

“Where do you come from? Are you visiting?”

“Well uh...”

“Wow, your fur really is soft.”

When Talia noticed Stella was starting to get uncomfortable, she decided to interfere. “Children, could you please Stella alone for a bit? She’s new around here and needs some time and space to adjust.”

“Aw man...” “Okay...” “But I didn’t get to pet Ms. Stella’s fur.” “That’s fine I guess...” They all replied glumly.

“Oh mom is here!” The venipede suddenly exclaimed.

Stella turned around to see what they meant. “Woah!” She exclaimed. Stella was surprised to see an enormous scolipede towering above her; She didn’t hear the giant scolipede arrive behind her due to the children distracting her. The scolipede was at least eight times taller than her! She kept forgetting how small she was as an eevee compared to when she was a human.

“Hi Mrs. Petra!” “Wow Vellis, your mom is so cool!”

The scolipede turned to Talia, “Thanks for taking care of the children for me. I hope they weren’t too much trouble.”

“It’s no problem.” Talia said, “They're all very well-mannered.”

“That’s excellent Talia.” The scolipede then lowered themselves so that the children could climb onto her. She had a ladder and a small sitting platform attached to her back so she could comfortably lift and carry the small pokémon. “C’mon children, I’m taking you back home.”

“Yay, scolipede bus!” one of the children exclaimed as they all climbed onto Petra’s back. As soon as the last child climbed on, Petra lifted her head and noticed Stella. “Oh, you must be the eevee that Cress and Talia brought here last night. I bid you welcome to our humble village, I do hope the children didn’t give you too many problems.”

“Oh… uh,” Stella hesitantly replied to the enormous pokémon before her. “Not too much really. They’re just a bit energetic, that’s all.”

“Good good. I have to take the children home now, so I must be going, but I do hope that we can talk more later. Say goodbye everyone!”

“Goodbye!” “Bye Cress, I’ll work on my fire so it’s even bigger next time!” “Anyone got any snacks?” “Can I feel your fur next time Stella?” “Bye Cress, Talia, and Stella!” The children spoke in a mix of excitement as Petra carried them through the plaza and down the stone steps.

“Well, that was something,” Cress said as Petra crawled out of view.

“It sure was,” Stella replied.

“They’re a bunch of ankle biters aren’t they,” Talia said as she walked over to her bag and slung it over her shoulder. “So what brings you two here? I presume the meeting with Madam Dravé went well this morning.”

“So you see...” Stella and Cress took turns going over the discussion they had earlier in the morning with Madam Dravé. Everything from Stella being a human to how Talia and Cress are meant to be her guides.

“Hmm, so that’s the situation then.” Talia thought out loud. “It was just a hunch of mine that you were a human, but I didn’t expect to be spot on. I don’t want to speak about it too much here in public though, we wouldn’t want this to catch wind. It’s a small town, rumors spread fast.”

“Right,” Stella responded, “Madam Dravé talked to us about that too.” Just then, Stella’s stomach let out a low grumble. Grrrrrrrr. “Wow, didn’t know I was that hungry.”

As if on cue, Cress’s stomach began to grumble too. Grrrrrrr. “Me too! I guess it’s because we didn't eat anything this morning.”

“Truly?” Talia asked with a raised brow. “You forgot to bring Stella and yourself food to eat? So much for being a responsible guide.” She teased.

“Well hey!” Cress exclaimed “We weren’t that hungry before.”

“Definitely,” Stella said, “I kinda lost track of my stomach too. Makes sense that I’d be hungry though, I don’t think I’ve eaten since yesterday.”

Talia looked surprised at Stella’s comment. “Well then, we’d better get ourselves some food, I’m also hungry myself. Now let’s see... We could get some stuff from Kecleon’s or our stash...” Talia paused for a moment in thought. “Or perhaps instead we could go straight to the berry farms. We still have a favor from ol’ Zanza, I’m sure he’d let us have some of his fresh harvest if we asked.”





After being graciously offered some berries by Zanza the zangoose, the three sat at a small table, munching on their berries.

“Man, is all your food this amazing?” Stella asked as she started on a second bowl of food. Despite initially struggling to eat the food without hands, she eventually learned how to grab each berry in between her paws and hold them up to her mouth so she could eat them.

“Sure is,” the zangoose responded. “When you get ‘em fresh, they taste nearly as good as a flambéed ‘tater pie.”

“I have no clue what that is, but it also sounds amazing.” Stella replied as she reached half-way through the second bowl. “Thanks for all the food!”

“Haha no prob kiddo, eat your fill. Though I gotta be thankin’ you two Cress and Talia for helping me out the other day. I bet findin’ me an x-eye seed in a nearby dungeon wasn’t easy. A psychic-type friend wanted one and I wanted to give one as a present. He says it lets him see into higher dimensions or sumthin’ like that for his meditation. I don’t get all that psychic mumbo jumbo, but if he’s happy then I’m happy.”

“Don’t concern yourself Zanza,” Talia replied, “we’re tasked with low-level surveying all the dungeons around the village for training anyways. It wasn’t far out of our way.”

“Well good then, glad it wasn’t a hassle.” Zanza the zangoose then stood up. “Imma head out to the fields for some more harvestin’. If y’all need anything, gimme a holler!”

“Okay, thank you Zanza!” Stella said.

As Zanza walked off down into the fields below, the trio continued to eat. They were sitting at a table that overlooked the whole berry farm and the mountain valley farther below. The berry farm was terraced with stone brick so that the crops could grow on flat ground despite the sloped, mountainous terrain. Pecha, oran, cheri, and many other common berry types and other crops could be seen scattered among the different steps of the terraced farm. As they watched the setting afternoon sun, the clouds in the valley far below slowly shifted to a golden caramel-esque hue.

Stella had a thought, prompting her to ask Cress and Talia a question. “So this survey work... Is it like your job or something?”

Cress’s eyes lit up, “Oh yeah, we’re currently a mystery dungeon survey team in training. We go into mystery dungeons to complete jobs, take notes on common structural layouts, record the type of pseudomon that appear, and the types of items you can find inside.”

“Uhhh… What? What’s a mystery dungeon?”

Cress and Talia took a brief moment to explain the nature of mystery dungeons to Stella. Strange anomalous maze-like areas with layouts that change after every night passes. They can take the form of various structures including caves, forests, swamps, even temple ruins. Inside, there are various dangers including traps and pseudomon.

“So...” Stella asked, “what are these ‘pseudomon’?”

“Well,” Talia began, “they’re entities that look like pokémon and move like pokémon.”

“And they can use moves and fight like normal pokémon.” Cress interjected.

“Exactly,” Talia said, “but somehow these creatures are made by the dungeon itself. They spawn by emerging from the walls and floors of the dungeon, any solid surface really. They’re extremely aggressive, setting their sights on attacking any and all pokémon they see. Once you defeat them, they shatter into a sort of rocky powder and remerge with the dungeon terrain.”

Stella was taken aback at their explanation of mystery dungeons. “What the hell… Why even go inside in the first place if they’re that dangerous?”

“We’re paid to go into these dungeons and perform various tasks.” Talia replied, “Usually we’ll have requests from pokémon who need help. Perhaps they need an item or are stuck inside and need a rescue. As a survey team though, we also have the job of documenting and logging the general structure of the mystery dungeons.”

“But how can you do that if their layout keeps changing?” Stella asked.

“We just document the type of pseudomon, dungeon size, items we find inside, and other details that stay consistent every time the dungeon shifts. It’s important to do this since dungeons can spontaneously appear and disappear in unpopulated areas, so we need to keep track of them. Though most dungeons are stable and can stick around for many years.”

“There’s also the loot,” Cress added.

“True true,” Talia said, “most dungeons are capable of making food, clothing, tools, mostly random junk. Some dungeons however we can use to farm certain types of resources that can’t be obtained very easily outside of a dungeon, so we mark down which dungeons commonly produce a lot of a certain rare food or other item.”

“Wow, sounds like you two do a lot of travelling then.” Stella said

“Yeah, we definitely do,” Cress replied, “but honestly we’re still pretty new to this stuff. We've maybe gone through like fifteen or twenty dungeons so far, whereas most teams have gone through at least hundreds. But I think we have a good dynamic going on so far. I’m pretty good at fighting off most kinds of pseudomon, but Talia is an absolute expert on all mystery dungeon related stuff. Identifying items, how to use them, qualities of different dungeons, etcetera.”

Talia gave a soft smile in response to her partner’s comment, “That’s what a lot of studying gets you. I’m not much for fighting, but in a dungeon you’re forced to, especially in cases when you’re surrounded by pseudomon on all sides.”

Cress let out a small laugh, “Oh, are you talking about that one dungeon where we got surrounded in the middle of a four-way crossroads? Where we had to use the blast seed? Man that stuff’s spicy.”

Talia and Cress continued to talk to Stella, telling her about their dungeon adventures, and answering any other questions she had until the sun started to set.





“We’ll be in the room next door if you need anything, okay?” Talia said.

“Ok, night then.” Stella replied.

“Good night.” Talia entered her room and slid close the bamboo door.

Stella was back in the town hall dorms with Cress and Talia, where they would be sleeping for the night.

Stella entered her room and awkwardly closed the screen door with her paw. Moonlight gently made its way into her room from a small window high up, illuminating the mess that was her thatch bed. Thatch was still scattered around the room from her confusion earlier in the morning. “I guess I have to sleep like a pokémon too, no normal human beds around here,” Stella thought to herself. She then looked around at the scattered pieces of thatch, “The thatch’s gotta be better than sleeping on the floor, right?”

Stella began to nudge all of the pieces of thatch together in a pile that somewhat resembled what her original bed looked like. “Close enough.” Stella then climbed onto the small pile and nestled herself in. “Huh, surprisingly comfortable.”

Stella took some time to think about everything that she experienced today. It was a lot to process, becoming a pokémon again, a town full of talking pokémon, mystery dungeons, then there was the matter of the scarf she wore, the harmony scarf.

She held the scarf up to the moonlight with a paw. Supposedly it had some sort of special powers and originally belonged to a duo of legendary heroes. “Those tales about the Dyads, saving the world multiple times, defying the legends themselves, fighting to the finish to save the world, defeating a grant crystal creature, or preventing the earth from falling into the sun. Those stories seemed too surreal to be real.” No. Stella realized that they had to be real; after all, she was wearing the harmony scarf, the artifact used by the Dyad of Life. Though the only special thing Stella could see about the scarf was how clingy it was. “Why me? And aren’t there supposed to be two of you…?” It was then that Stella realized. “I started travelling between both worlds ever since I started wearing this scarf, so it has to be causing this. Then maybe my human body is wearing one scarf, and my eevee body is wearing the other scarf? So by wearing both scarves, somehow my human and pokémon bodies are linked?

Stella was glad to have at least a somewhat solid theory to explain what was happening to her, it somewhat put her at ease. “But then where did this eevee body come from then? Did it just materialize out of nowhere? Maybe it came from that crystal Talia and Cress found before.” She was still filled with questions, but had no immediate way to answer them. “I guess I can learn more about all this tomorrow. There’s just so much with no way to answer it all now. My head’s all jumbled up.” But what was going to happen tomorrow? Stella wasn’t entirely certain that she’d wake back up in her world, in her human body. “I’m sure it’ll be fine. I just hope that this magic scarf is consistent with the way it works.

Pushing her worries aside, Stella curled up in her bed, and tried to fall asleep. But as she drifted off to sleep, she didn’t immediately wake up back in her world. Instead, Stella had a rather strange dream.



Imagine for a moment a vast endless space, filled with countless specks of starlight in all directions; a backdrop of nebulous rainbow-colored mist.

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Stella found herself suspended in the midst of it all as an incorporeal entity; She was simply another speck of light, floating amongst the cosmos. Yet, as she floated in this seemingly uninhabited space, she suddenly heard a voice.

“Do you wish to change?”

Stella couldn’t speak to reply.

Change?” She thought, “Change what?

The voice was soft and gentle. It spoke in a matter-of-factly fashion, yet there seemed to be great consideration and empathy in it’s words.

“It is the wish of all living things to change. To change themselves, to change others, to change the world around them; it is in our nature to change. If life were to not change, life would be nothing more than spontaneous arrangements of matter, floating through the universe at its whim. What makes life truly special, is its will to change.

The will to change? Where am I? Who... or what are you?

“I wonder though, as the new wielder of the dyadian artifact, how will you change? How will you change yourself? How will you change the world around you? Will you be subject to the ebb and flow of the universe, or is your will strong enough to make your own change; to create your own destiny? This world is filled with the potential to bring about the greatest triumphs, but make no mistake, the path you tread down is also filled with adversity and hardship. I can only hope that even in your lowest moments that your resolve stays true, for the dyadian artifact’s strength comes from only the strength of your will and determination alone. Perhaps you can find your true purpose, the essence of the very thing that drives you, and indeed, all of us to live. Maybe then you can command its true power, for there is no truer determination than that which comes from understanding one’s own purpose. I ask that you let it grow with you, for it will change with you and let you see the truth of reality itself so you may defy it, seize the future, and create the ultimate change.”

Ultimate… change?” Stella thought as her consciousness faded into darkness.
 
Chapter 7: Tiny Slices of Life

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Michael closely inspected the sliced metal blades of the broken scissors Stella gave to him. “Damn that’s a clean cut. Looks like something a bisharp or scizor would make. And you think the scarf, I mean, your scarf did this?”

“It has to be,” Stella replied, “it happened right when I tried to cut it off.”

The two were in an empty classroom at Syllose High. All of the other students had just rushed out of the room since classes ended and it was the last day before winter break.

Michael sighed. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, lowering his head down in thought. “Honest to Arceus, that’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard Stella. I mean, you travelling to a whole ‘nother world with only pokémon and you becoming a pokémon...”

“I know it’s weird-”

“But I totally believe you.” Michael interrupted.

“Huh?”

“I mean c’mon Stella. We’ve known each other at this point for like what? Eleven, twelve years now? You’d think I’d know when you’re telling a fib. Besides, you show up with a weird-ass bottle of magnetic-pokémon powder with absolutely no documentation anywhere describing anything remotely similar to the stuff? Now that’s weird. I think you stumbled onto a whole box of weird.”

Stella chuckled. “Yeah I guess so. I mean, you remember when we were at the café the day before yesterday, er… actually yesterday. I guess I spent an extra day in the other world in-between yesterday and today.” Stella shook her head and sighed. “But anyways, you remember when we were talking yesterday, I thought it all had been just a dream. Threw me for a loop when I realized that it was all somehow real. It’s still confusing now, but I think I’m getting used to it.”

“Man, that’s kinda wild. You basically get to live out double the days too.”

Stella paused for a moment and wore a pensive expression as she considered Michael’s statement. “I guess so. Never really looked at it like that. Still a lot of things to figure out, like where that old box came from. I should ask grandma, but not sure if she’d know anything. I have a lot of old things from my parents.”

“Yeah, you should definitely ask. By the way, about this other world... Are you like, always an eevee like you said, or…?”

“Nah, I’m always an eevee.”

“Oh wild. Have you tried battling or using moves and stuff?”

“Not yet,” Stella replied, “I should probably try doing something about that though.”

A voice called from the hallway, “Yo Mikey! You comin’?”

A casual-looking student wearing a hoodie and jeans stood at the entrance of the classroom. They had a sentret perched on top of their head whose tail swished back and forth behind the student’s back. The scout pokémon curiously eyed Michael and Stella from upon their lofty perch.

“Taco night at Jerry’s place! Remember?”

“Yeah yeah, be there in a minute dude,” Michael replied before turning back to Stella. “Sorry Stella, I promised Jerry and the other guys I’d spend after-school with them the last day. Can we catch up more later or tomorrow? I really want to hear more about this other world. Plus, I have an idea or two on how we can learn more about your scarf...”

“Oh really? Well sounds good then! And no rush, we’ve got a few weeks free anyways.”

Stella waved as she watched the two guys walk out of the classroom and picked up her backpack. Both Michael and Stella herself knew well she wasn’t particularly fond of parties, especially with people she wasn’t overly familiar with, so Michael didn’t bother inviting Stella. Michael was more of the extroverted type and thus he typically had many other friends other than Stella he would hang out with. But he usually spent most of his time with Stella anyways since they were neighbors and had been close friends for a long time. Stella on the other side, was more of an introvert, so she usually kept her friend groups to only a few people.

As soon as Stella made sure her backpack wasn’t missing anything, she made her way to the subway to head home.

As Stella rode the crowded subway home, she took a moment to think about the strange dream she had last night. That monologue from that mysterious voice about her scarf and all that talk about “change”. Very little about it made sense to her.

The dyadian artifact’s strength comes from only the strength of your will and determination alone.” The voice had said. Stella wondered what it meant by that. “Maybe then you can command its true power, for there is no truer determination than that which comes from understanding one’s own purpose.” Understanding her purpose? Stella shook her head. There was so much to unpack from that dream message. To her it sounded like some philosophical mumbo jumbo that some edgy teenager wrote down to sound cool. But maybe there was something to it. Maybe there was some secret to her scarf hidden in that message. And if so, who did that voice belong to? Was it someone communicating with her? Maybe telepathically?

Stella shook her head as she dismissed idea after idea. Once again, she was left with another mystery that only led to more aimless speculation.



After finishing dinner, Stella started washing the dishes and decided to ask her grandmother about the harmony scarf.

“Hmmm…?” she pondered for a moment before producing a surprised expression. “Oh my, that definitely is your father’s scarf Stella.”

“Wait, seriously?” She put the plate she was scrubbing down as her mind started racing with possibilities. Why did he have it? Did her father also have the ability to travel between both worlds, becoming a pokémon in the process? Where did he even get it from?

“Yes. He wore it almost every single day. Not quite sure where he got it from though. I am surprised you found it in our closet, it’s not something he’d part from so easily. It has been over a decade since I’ve seen it too. I thought it had… disappeared with him.”

“Oh...” Stella’s expression became solemn for a brief moment.

“But it looks absolutely lovely on you. I’m sure he’d be happy that you’re wearing it. Makes you look like you’re about to go on an adventure and raise some hullabaloo!” Lucy let out a hearty laugh, which made Stella replace her pout with a slight smile. “Your father, when he wasn’t being so serious, was always the one to light up a room. Lovely bloke he was. I still remember when your mother first introduced him to me. Stubborn and rambunctious fellow.” Lucy let out another cackle. “But he had a strong sense of justice; always sought to do the right thing. He was a good man...” Grandma Lucy’s voice trailed off as she reminisced about the past. She then turned to Stella. “Oh I shouldn’t dwell on things too long. Say Stella, did you have any plans for winter break?”

“Well,” Stella started, “I have a few ideas...”



Stella, Cress, and Talia entered Collis Village’s dojo. After a discussion earlier in the morning (and strong insistence on Stella’s behalf), Madam Dravé suggested that Cress and Talia teach Stella how to fight so that she could defend herself and be more self-sufficient.

The dojo walls were primarily made of light grey stone which contrasted it’s dark brown dirt floor. Scratch marks could be seen randomly strewn among the rocks and wooden dummies scattered about. The floor also had some scratch marks raked across it with a partially sealed dirt hole in located towards one corner of the room.

Cress started Stella with some warm-up exercises while Talia contented herself with reading a book nearby.

“Ok,” Cress said after they finished warming up, “we’re just going to start with the basics. Just give this dummy a good tackle!” Cress motioned to the wooden dummy right next to him.

“Right, just a tackle...” Stella took a moment to poise herself before she took off at a sprint towards the dummy, jumping into the air and slamming it square in the center. She winced and fell to the ground. “Owww...” Her vision blurred for a moment as she recovered from the impact. “Is it supposed to hurt that much?”

“Uh no, not usually,” Cress replied with a tilt of his head. “It looks like you just hit it head-on though.”

“But… That’s how tackling works. Isn’t it?”

“Not really,” Cress replied. “I mean sure, you have to physically hit the dummy, but using a move is more like something you need to vibe with, just feel in your gut.”

“What?” Stella asked with a confused expression.

“He means that it’s something that usually comes intuitively.” Talia commented loudly so her voice could carry across the room. “Probably because you used to be a human, so using moves doesn’t come as naturally to you.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Stella replied, “but I still don’t get the difference between using a tackle move and just hitting them with my body.”



“The difference fundamentally is the type of energy pokémon use.” Rebecca explained.

“Type of energy?” Stella parroted as she took a sip from her hot cocoa.

The next day, Stella was at the Syllose public library café, talking to Rebecca as she waited for Michael to return from the library with some documents.

“Yeppers,” Rebecca replied, “it’s like how thermal energy is different from electrical energy. Most pokémon, like us, use chemical energy to walk, swim, and fly around. A pokémon doing a normal tackle, not using the move tackle to be precise, would just use chemical energy. But for some reason, pokémon moves like a quick attack, a water gun, or even dark pulse uses a different kind of energy called evomorphic energy, or morphae in other cases. I’ll be frank, it’s relatively new science, so the name hasn’t been decided on yet.” Rebecca chuckled at her own comment. “In fact, this stuff is purely theoretical. We don’t even know if it exists for sure.”

Stella raised a brow as she took another sip from her mug.

“What I mean is that the big-dog theoretical physicists and biologists came up with morphae as a theory to explain where pokémon get the energy to use moves and evolve. Stuff like how a mudkip can shoot out more water than it can physically store, or how a joltik can make as much as sixteen times its body mass in string in about a few seconds. They aren’t even sure if it’s real- HEY!” Rebecca suddenly shouted at someone behind Stella, prompting Stella to turn around and see who it was herself.

There was a leafeon standing on one of the wall shelves that carried a few potted plants up above some other customers. The grass-type was casually sniffing some of the plants, blissfully unaware of the trouble they could cause if they knocked over one of the ceramic pots.

“Sorry Stella give me a sec,” Rebecca apologized as she stood up, walked over to the leafeon, before proceeding to pick them up and off of the shelf (with a great deal of fuss from the leafeon who tried to scramble their way out of Rebecca’s grasp), and placed them back into their bed by the windowsill after a quick scolding.

“Sorry about that Stella.” Rebecca said as she sat back down in her chair.

“It’s fine!” Stella said with a chuckle, “I got a good laugh out of it!”

Rebecca rolled her eyes. “Yeah, he can be a real rascal sometimes. Love him to death though.” Rebecca said with a grin on her face.

“But anyways, where was I…” Rebecca muttered as she tried to remember what she was talking about. “Oh, right! Scientists aren’t even sure if the stuff is real. Supposedly they have really rudimentary instruments that can slightly detect morphae’s presence, but apparently they aren’t even sure if they are picking up the right stuff, or if it’s just random radio waves. But aside from that they have no other way to see it’s effects other than seeing a pokémon evolve or use moves. It’s pretty neat theoretical science stuff, but hasn’t reached the practical stage yet.”

“Huh, that is pretty neat.” Stella said as she reached the bottom of her hot cocoa.

“It’s kinda like aura. We know it exists because we know riolu and lucario are able to see it and react to changes in aura, but otherwise no concrete way to prove that it’s really real. Though aura has way more scientific evidence going for it compared to morphae. Like at least with aura, we have pokémon who can see it. Morphae is something that basically only exists on paper.”

“Oh, I see.”

“I’m curious though, why the sudden interest?” Rebecca asked. “Need it for a school project or something after break? I could help if you want!”

“Uh… no particular reason really,” Stella hastily replied. “Just curious.”



After lots of training, and much trial and error...

WHAM! Stella plowed through a wooden dummy, shattering its body and sending splinters flying.

“You finally did it!” Cress exclaimed. “Now that’s a tackle if I’ve ever seen one!”

Talia put down her book and started clapping from the corner of the room. “Congratulations!”

Stella just smiled as she laid on the floor, exhausted from ramming her head constantly into the dummies. She then turned to where the broken dummy now stood, surprised at how easily it broke once she found that “feeling” and was able to pull out a proper tackle. “Whew, was starting to think I’d never get the hang of it. Can’t believe it takes so much effort just to throw out a basic tackle.” Stella said.

“It really shouldn’t be,” Cress said. “But I guess it’s like Talia said, it’s not something you’re used to. It’ll probably get easier with time. You look exhausted though. I’m guessing though you want to take a break?”

“Yes please,” an exhausted Stella said as she lifted herself from the ground.

The trio sat together in the middle of the dojo where they ate an assortment of berries Talia had brought and prepared earlier.

As they were eating, Cress suddenly asked a question. “Hey Stella, what’s a human city like?”

“Human city?”

“Yeah,” Cress replied. “Don’t you guys have massive cities or something like that? I’ve only heard stories though.”

“I’d like to hear too,” Talia added. “It’s a rare opportunity to hear stories from another world. Even rarer to hear them from someone that comes from that world.”

Stella tried her best to explain what a human city is like. The brick and mortar apartment buildings, the futuristic glass-covered skyscrapers, paved asphalt streets with street lamps hanging over them, and the cars that drive through them. Explaining how cars worked was especially difficult for her.

“Your cities sound absolutely huge!” Cress exclaimed. “I could never imagine living somewhere like that.”

“Indeed,” Talia added, “it seems to me the human world is much more technologically advanced than ours.”

“Well, I wouldn’t really call it the ‘human world’ since there’s also a lot of pokémon who live there too.” Stella said. “But that does make me wonder though, you all seem different from the pokémon in my world.”

“Different?” Cress asked.

“Yeah, I’m not sure exactly, but all the pokémon here I guess seem smarter? I’m not sure the pokémon in my world would be able to or even be motivated to build houses or buildings. Building stuff and civilization is more of a human thing.”

“Hmmm...” Talia pondered out loud. “Perhaps the pokémon in your world are more like ferals.”

“Ferals? Like feral pokémon?” Stella asked.

Talia nodded. “In our world there are three types of pokémon. Us civilized pokémon, the feral pokémon who live outside of towns, and the pseudomon that are generated from mystery dungeons.” Talia paused for a moment as she considered her own statement. “Though I suppose pseudomon don’t count since they aren’t really ‘real’ and can’t exist on their own outside of a dungeon. On the other hand, feral pokémon are physically identical to us, but they typically can’t speak coherently and don’t tend to be very smart, relying mostly on their primal instincts.”

“That’s why I was so psyched to meet a human like you!” Cress exclaimed.

“What do you mean Cress?” Stella asked as she turned to him.

“Oh, I guess you don’t know.” Cress said. “The reason why we’re not feral pokémon is because of humans!”

Stella raised a brow as Talia nodded.

“Indeed,” Talia started, “legends say that the first pokémon to come to these lands were civilized by humans. Most of us are descended from them, and thus we became civilized too. Without humans, we’d all just be feral pokémon too, relying on our instincts and lacking critical thinking.”

“Wow, I never realized.” Stella said. “I guess that does explain why you guys would be interested in humans, if we did help with kickstarting your society.”

“Right!” Cress added. “I guess you’re not physically a human, but being able to talk to a human is like something out of a fairy tale!”

Stella snickered, “Yeah, in my world, becoming a pokémon and being able to talk to pokémon would also be a fairy tale. So I guess we both get to live out our wildest dreams all thanks to this scarf.” Stella looked down at the harmony scarf wrapped around her neck.

“Did you ever happen to learn anything new about it in your world?” Talia asked. “I assume the technology over there is more advanced and better suited to learning about your scarf.”

“Well,” Stella began, “I looked into it with a friend and we found something pretty interesting...”



“How much longer Michael?” Stella complained.

“Just a few more seconds, I want to get a video,” Michael said as he held up his phone camera to the microscope lens.

“Video?” Stella asked.

“You’ll see what I mean in a second...”

Michael and Stella were in his room. At Michael’s suggestion, Stella had her head laid against his desk so they could look at her scarf underneath his personal microscope.

“...And done.” Michael finally said.

“Whew.” Stella lifted up her head from the desk and stretched it out from side to side. “Thought my neck was going to go stiff from keeping it there for too long. Why do you even have a microscope anyways?”

“It makes me look much smarter than I actually am.”

Stella snorted at his comment, “Mmmhmm, yeah right.”

“Well anyways, it was well worth the two-thousand poké I paid at the discount store. Take a look at this Stella.”

Michael showed Stella the pictures he took underneath the microscope. You could see light and dark green intertwined threads of fabric, but also what seemed like small chambers or capsules that were connected to each other in the form of sheets that seemed to twirl through and around the threads. “Looks like… cells?” Stella noted. “A bit square-shaped like plant cells.”

“That’s what I was thinking too.” Michael replied. “And if you look at the video...” Michael took a moment as he pulled up the video he recorded. “...you can see them moving a bit.”

Stella watched as small black and green specks moved around inside of the cells, though she couldn’t make them out very well since the resolution wasn’t particularly high.

“So what, the harmony scarf is... alive?” Stella asked with a tinge of doubt.

“Seems so.” Michael said. “After all, didn’t you say that it attacked you or something crazy like that? If it’s a living thing, then it makes sense how it could do that on it’s own.”

“I guess so...”

“Though I really don’t get how it’d be able to do that, I really don’t see anything that could let it physically move, but biology really isn’t my forte so I wouldn’t know. Honestly you should really tell Rebecca about this stuff, she might be able to help you know. Pokémon biology is her specialty after all.”

“I know that...” Stella muttered. “It’s not like I don’t trust her… But I dunno. I’d rather just keep it between you and me for now. At least, until I feel comfortable enough with all this weird stuff.”

Michael shrugged. “Yeah, I can respect that. I think I’d feel about the same way in your shoes too.” Michael paused for a moment as if he had just remembered something. “You know, speaking of weird stuff, did you ever figure out about that vial of emera powder?” Michael asked.

“So here’s the thing...” Stella started.





“Emera is a type of substance you can find only in mystery dungeons,” Talia explained.

It was a chilly morning in Collis village, and Stella and Talia were having a discussion in room 7, Stella’s room.

“They either form as a single-color crystal rock or as small deposits of rainbow powder. The powder is magnetically attracted to us, and we can absorb it to get slightly stronger, but only for the duration of time we spend inside of that dungeon. After that, the effects of all of the emera we absorbed disappears. You can also crush the stones which turn into emera powder that you can then absorb.”

“I swear, every time you talk about mystery dungeons there’s some new weirdness I’m learning about,” Stella said. “But that does describe pretty well the bottle of emera powder I had.”

“I suppose mystery dungeons are quite strange,” Talia replied, “but what is even stranger is how you could even have a bottle of emera powder outside of a dungeon. As far as I’m aware, mystery dungeons don’t even exist in your world.”

“You’re right, they don’t… I wonder how and why that bottle is holding the emera powder then. It is explicitly labelled ‘Emera Powder’ after all. Maybe it’s a special type of powder? Wonder what my dad was using it for… That is, if it was his.”

“That could be the case. Not to go off topic, but here's another history lesson about emeras: Apparently in the past many dungeon-exploring pokémon used tools called looplets to temporarily gain special powers from emera stones. However, the looplets we have today are now an artifact of the past; most are all rusted and broken. Nobody knows how to make new ones.”

“Oh wow. If nobody knows how to make new ones, then how did they come about in the first place?”

Talia shrugged. “Nobody knows. Pokémon aren’t always the best at keeping records of the past.”

At that moment, Cress wandered into the room. “Oh, good morning you two! How did you two sleep?” Cress then stretched himself out the same way a cat would, lowering his forelegs and raising his hindlegs. “I slept like a baby last night.”

Stella and Talia looked at each other before suddenly bursting into a bout of laughter.

“Wait, what?” Cress questioned. “What’s so funny? Don’t leave me out of it!”



Earlier...

Stella was bored in her bedroom, looking outside her window at a lone emolga playing with a group of pidove among the Syllose rooftops. It was midday and she didn’t have any particular plans at the moment, so her mind wandered to various thoughts about the other world, the harmony scarf, and everything related to her strange situation.

After a bit of thought, curiosity suddenly struck her: “Wonder what would happen if I fell asleep during the day. I always fall asleep at night and wake up in the morning over there.” Stella considered the thought for a moment. “Wouldn’t hurt to try I guess.

Stella set her alarm clock to wake her up in about an hour, and tried her best to fall asleep. Slowly but surely, her consciousness sunk deeper and deeper into deep sleep.



“Mmmmpfff” Stella groaned as she lifted herself from her thatch bed. She felt like she hadn’t slept for very long, but even then, she could feel that her body was that of an eevee again. Stella quickly glanced around the room, then at the high window that let moonlight into the room. “Huh, so I guess if it’s daytime in one world, then it’s nighttime in the other world. That seems reasonable.

Stella took another quick look around the room. “I feel exhausted.” Stella suddenly let out a shiver as she looked at the open window. “And it’s chilly too. Wish they had insulation here, or at least some way to close the window. Might as well head back to sleep. I guess my eevee body has a different sleep schedule than my human body.

But just as she was about to lie down, she heard the sound of wood creaking in the hallway. “Footsteps?” Stella’s curiosity got the better of her as she approached the door and slowly slid it open.

What she saw was a confusing sight indeed. Cress was slowly ambling down the hallway on his hindlegs, something he normally doesn’t do. He moved slowly towards Stella’s end of the hall and seemed to be muttering something under his breath.

“Hey Cress.” Stella whispered. “What are you doing?”

No response. He continued walking down the hall. Though now that he was slightly closer, she noticed that there was something unnatural to his movements. She tried to look at his face, but couldn’t quite make it out as it was too dark.

“Hey Cress, are you okay?”

As Cress got close enough to Stella, a chill ran down her spine, she could see that there was something definitely wrong with him. Cress’s eyes were completely open, but seemed vacant, as if no one was home. He muttered an incoherent string of sounds under his breath as he walked. “Buh buh buuuuuuh buh be buh bo buuuuuh bu ba beeeeeeee.”

Stella watched as he slowly shambled his way past her, completely ignoring any attempts she made to get his attention. “What in the actual hell...” Stella looked to her right, towards the room where Talia and Cress slept in, room 6. The door was slightly ajar. Stella looked to her left where Cress continued to shamble down the hall. Without any other ideas, she slowly crept her way into room 6. Cress’s bed was empty, but Talia was still sleeping in her’s.

Stella nudged Talia gently. “Hey, wake up. Please....”

“Huh…? What? Oh it’s you Stella. Need something?”

“Cress is doing some weird stuff.”

Talia turned over and glanced at the empty bed beside her. “Oh Arceus not again. No wonder it feels so cold in here.”

Stella followed Talia as she gently led the sleep-walking Cress back to his bed, who kept making a variety of “buh buh” sounds all the way back to the room. Stella watched as Talia gently lowered Cress into bed. “Okay, back to bed you go big guy.”

Cress replied in a slurred and distant voice, “Mmmm, but I wanna some spaghetti...”

“Okay, we can get you spaghetti later, but you need to go back to sleep now, okay?”

“Mmmmhmmmm okaaaaaay splagettiiiiiiii...” Cress slurred speech trailed off as his eyes gently closed and his head went limp.

Stella and Talia watched in silence for a moment as Cress resumed normal sleep and his belly rose and fell from his breathing.

“Does he uh… do this a lot?” Stella asked in a hushed voice.

“Sometimes,” Talia whispered, “but only in places he feels comfortable, according to him. So he never sleepwalks while we’re out camping or somewhere new.”

“So he knows about this?” Stella asked.

Talia nodded. “But I usually don’t tell him when it happens. He gets a bit embarrassed when I do.”

“Oh I see...”

The two stood in silence for another moment.

“Spaghetti exists in this world?” Stella asked.

“Not here in Collis village, but we do in Luminare, the town we come from...” Talia replied.

There was silence for another moment as they both watched Cress sleep.

“You guys have spaghetti in your world?” Talia asked.

“Yep.” Stella replied. “I thought it was just a thing from only our world though.”

“No no, we have spaghetti too...” Talia replied.

“Right, yeah...”

The two stood in silence as they continued to bond over Cress’s strange sleep habits and spaghetti.

“I’d like to try some of this world’s spaghetti one day.” Stella suddenly whispered.

“That would be nice. I think I’d like to try some human foods some day. What sorts of snacks and such do you guys have?”



Stella, Michael, and Rebecca were in Michael’s apartment sitting on the sofa together, eating from a bag of sour cream and onion chips. They were watching a series of matches from the official pokémon league winter series.

On the television, an Aegislash and Duraludon fought it out as the commentator hyped up the crowd. “...will Duraludon be able to keep up with those lightning fast slashes?” Suddenly, the Dualudon fired a steel beam at the aegislash and landed a direct hit.

”OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH THAT HIT’S GONNA LEAVE A MARK!”

Rebecca suddenly jumped up from the couch. “LET’S GO DURALDUDON, KICK THEIR ASS!”

“Damn Rebecca, you gotta chill.” Michael said. “They can probably hear you through the television from how loud you’re screaming.”

Rebecca sat back down. “Sorry dude, you know how hype I get with this stuff.” Rebecca then stacked three chips together and stuffed them into her mouth. “Twiple stacced chwipts!” She exclaimed with a stuffed mouth.

“Sometimes I swear I’m the oldest of the group.” Michael said as he grabbed a single potato chip.

Stella chuckled at the comment. “Yeah, says the guy who rigged the classroom projectors to show only cute baby mudkip photos last year.”

“Hey! That was absolutely necessary!” Michael protested. “I blessed the lives of the entire student body with joy and happiness!”

“Hehe, that was pretty funny.” Rebecca added. “Though I think a bunch of baby pichu would’ve been much cuter.”

“Oh Arcerus I can only imagine the amount of damage a bunch of baby pichu would cause.”

“Because they are dangerously cute?”

“No,” Michael replied, “like, dangerously dangerous. That much volatile electricity in one place is like the summoning ritual for the second coming of Zapdos.”

“Pffft, you two are absolutely ridiculous.” Stella said.

“...AND DURALUDON GOES DOWN WITH A FINAL BLOW!!!” The commentator suddenly shouted.

“Aw man,” Rebecca sulked, “I really thought they were going to win.” Rebecca slumped further down into the sofa and stuffed her mouth with more chips as the commentators finished their post commentary and the advertisement break came on. As soon as she finished swallowing her chips, she stood up and asked “I’m gonna go to the kitchen to get some soda. You guys want anything?”

“No thanks.” “Nah I’m good.” Stella and Michael replied simultaneously.

“Coolio, be back in a sec.” Rebecca said as she headed off to the kitchen.

As soon as she left the room, Michael asked Stella, “Hey, how’s the battle training been going by the way?”

“Battle training?” Stella asked.

“You know… You battling as an eevee? Didn’t you say you’ve been learning how to use moves and stuff the past week or so?”

“Oh, right. Yeah, It’s been going pretty well. Moves were hard to figure out at first, but I already got through that blockade. I think I feel confident enough to take on other pokémon actually!”



“Woah!” Stella yelped as she dodged an ember from Cress. “Hey, that one nearly hit me!” Stella complained as she regained her footing

“Hey don’t blame me!” Cress exclaimed. “You’re the one who was eager to fight me! You can’t be wanting to fight others if you aren’t prepared to have them fight back! Now c’mon and hit me with a quick attack like we practiced!”

“Right,” Stella thought to herself. She tried to focus as she poised herself to dash forward. Stella took off at a sprint towards Cress, using her speed to narrowly dodge the next ember he fired at her, and closed the gap. Cress began to brace himself for the impact. She was only a meter away when suddenly, she missed a step and instead of a quick attack, she tripped and started tumbling uncontrollably towards Cress.

Cress was caught off guard by Stella’s trip and WHAM!!! Stella collided into Cress sending the two flying toward where Talia was sitting, who promptly dodged the incoming furball. BAM!!! The disorientated duo finally collided with the back wall of the dojo.

“Man, I was expecting a quick attack, not whatever THAT was.” Cress complained as he caught his breath and got back onto his feet.

“Sorry about that,” Stella apologized, still slightly dazed from doing twenty 360 degree spins. She then reorientated herself and stood up again.

“Eh it’s fine.” Cress said. “You’re still learning anyhow, so there's no pressure. These things tend to happen.” Cress looked over to where Talia was brushing herself off. “You good?”

“Slightly annoyed, but otherwise fine,” Talia commented before giving Stella a smile. “It’s nice though to see how far you’ve come. To think that you couldn’t even pull off a basic tackle about a week ago.”

“I’m definitely better now, I don’t feel as tired training anymore; my stamina is much higher now.” Stella said. “But I still need to get more consistent with my coordination. That quick attack wasn’t anything to be proud of.”

“Hey, you’ll get there eventually!” Cress exclaimed. “It just takes time and practice. Speaking of, do you wanna go for another round?”

Stella nodded. “Of course!”

As Stella and Cress started to walk to their respective sides of the arena, they were suddenly interrupted. “I see training is going well.” Madam Dravé said as she walked in through the dojo entrance.

The trio turned to see who had arrived. “Oh, hello Madam.” Talia said. “What brings you here?”

“Indeed, what does bring me here…?” Madam Dravé stood in place for a moment as she searched her memory. “Ah yes, something has come to my attention recently. Something that might interest you three in particular.”



“I’m sure you two, Cress and Talia, know this, but Deldrick is a close friend of mine.”

“Deldrick?” Stella asked as the group walked into Madam Dravé’s study.

“He is the guildmaster of the Mystery Dungeon Surveyors Guild in Luminaire.” Cress explained. “He gave us the opportunity to come out here to Collis Village and survey the dungeons in the area in exchange for promotion from a trainee team to a proper survey team.”

“Indeed,” Madam Dravé confirmed. “I agreed to provide lodging in exchange for the services Cress and Talia provided. Thanks to them, we have a much better understanding of the dungeons in the area. Though I digress.” Madam Dravé walked to the corner of her study where her desk was located “I have a few records of correspondences between us and found something he sent me that I scarcely remembered. He sent it to me several years ago.” Madam Dravé then produced a weathered note from her desk and walked over to the trio. She laid it down so everyone could read it. To Stella however, it was complete gibberish.

“Uh… sorry, I don’t know what it says.”

“I suppose humans wouldn’t necessarily use the same writing as us.” Talia said “No worries, I can read it for you.” Talia cleared her throat for a moment before speaking.

Dear Ussaya,

I wanted to thank you for your help with providing supplies for our expedition through Collis Mountain heights. I don’t do well with cold temperatures, so the fire stones were perfect for keeping us warm. The others joke that with the pace I’m working at now, I’m probably set to become the next guildmaster.

I wanted to ask you a question I forgot to ask when we stayed in Collis Village earlier. It’s something personal and extremely important to me, so any small thing helps.

You have been on many more travels than I have. Have you ever encountered or heard of a pokémon who always wore a light and dark green scarf? It has a sort of square or zig-zag pattern. I’m uncertain of the species of pokémon or their name. All I know is that the scarf is named “The Harmony Scarf.”


Cress gasped, “So Deldrick knows about it?”

Stella furrowed her brow as she tried to understand what it meant. She had only first arrived in this world about a week ago. Why would someone else know about her scarf several years ago?

“It seems so. I’m frankly surprised, I couldn’t even remember this message until I found it.” Madam Dravé said before letting out a small chuckle. “It’s been a while since anyone called me by Ussaya. Talia, could you keep reading?”

Talia nodded.

I’m sorry that it’s not much to go off of, but I am certain that this pokémon wore this scarf wherever they went. I’d like to find some way to meet them, or if not possible, at least speak to somebody who was well-acquainted with them.

Please respond with any information you may have, anything helps. Thank you.

Yours truly,

Deldrick


“Wow, who would’ve guessed that Deldrick would know something about the Harmony Scarf.” Cress said.

Madam Dravé nodded. “I cannot recall what I responded with, but I likely responded with the story about the harmony scarf from the story of the dyads since that is the only information I would’ve had at the time.”

“He mentioned it was personal.” Stella thought out loud. “I wonder what he meant by that. This was several years ago, right? So was there someone else in this world before me who wore the harmony scarf?” Stella’s mind immediately went to her father. Her grandmother mentioned her father wore the harmony scarf in her world. Was the pokémon with the scarf Deldrick mentioned, her father? Maybe he had travelled to this world with the harmony scarf and became a pokémon too? Maybe other pokémon had heard of her father before and seen his scarf? Maybe Deldrick heard rumors about him and wanted to meet him? Maybe he actually met him? Stella’s mind continued to mull over possibilities.

“That is what I found quite interesting,” Madam Dravé said. “He apparently has some personal connection to this supposed previous wearer, whoever they were. Though I suppose you three can find out what he meant soon.” Madam Dravé turned to Cress and Talia. “You two are slated to return to Luminaire in two days to finish your training, which would make it an ideal time for you to bring Stella with you.”

Talia raised a brow.

Cress’s eyes lit up from excitement, along with his back which literally lit up.

“Wait, really?” Stella asked.

Madam Dravé nodded. “We cannot ask him what he knows without asking him ourselves since we cannot send postage from here. Pelipper express discontinued their service here a while ago due to a lack of correspondence. We are quite the isolated village after all.” Madam Dravé chuckled. “What do you say to a bit of travel Stella? It’s about an entire day of travel to reach Luminaire. But with you three together, I’m certain it will be much less demanding than travelling alone.”

“Of course! Why would I ever refuse?” Stella exclaimed. If she had only a slight chance to learn anything about her scarf, or maybe possibly her father, she’d take it. “Even if it’s something little, we’re not going to learn anything sitting around here.”

“So it’s settled! I think this will be a great opportunity for you to experience the rest of this world.” Madam Dravé said as she gestured to a window outside, which overlooked the village and provided a lofty view of the mountains. “There’s much more for you to see out there other than just our tiny slice of life among the mountains.” Madam Dravé walked over to a nearby bookshelf and pulled out a large scroll. She then returned to the trio and opened the scroll before them. It was a drawing of the entire continent. The Collis mountain range was marked in the corner of the map, only taking up a small portion. “Just a small slice of a larger cake.”

“Mmm,” Cress said. “I love cake!”
 
Chapter 8: Ethereal Visions

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Waiting for something to happen...?
It was a heartfelt moment for everyone. A small group of villagers came out to say goodbye to Stella, Cress, and Talia that cold misty morning. Despite only having been there for only a week and a half, Stella knew she was going to miss Collis Village a lot. It already felt like a home away from home for her.

“Man...” Stella lamented as the trio made their way through the mountain trail, their paws and claws crunching on the mulch, dead leaves, and other debris covering the forest floor. She momentarily turned around and glanced back at the village that stretched across the cliffside as it slowly disappeared into the distance. “I wish I had more time to meet everyone in the village,” Stella said as she faced forwards again, thinking about all the pokémon who said their farewells to Cress and Talia whom she didn’t recognize or know very well. “At least we got to talk to Madam Dravé a lot last night...”



“Is everyone ready?” Madam Dravé asked the group. Stella watched attentively as Cress and Talia packed their bags from the corner of the room, seemingly enamored by all the strange and colorful items they packed. “Escape orb… Apples… Oran berries...” Talia muttered as she went through the bag, seemingly oblivious to Madam Dravé’s question. “Yeppers!” Cress exclaimed. “Just double-checking our bags before heading off to sleep!”

Madam Dravé gave a slow nod. “Good good.” She then turned to Stella who now seemed to be daydreaming. The eevee wore a worried expression and her tail was drooping, laid flat against the floor.

“Is there something bothering you, Stella?” Madam Dravé asked.

Stella turned suddenly as she was brought to attention. “Oh sorry. It’s just that I haven’t traveled outside the village before. It’s very peaceful here, but I’m guessing that it’s a lot more dangerous out there.”

“Ah,” Madam Dravé said before letting out a light chuckle. “You shouldn’t worry, I am certain that no matter what happens, you’ll be fine.”

“Really?” Stella asked as she raised a brow, “what makes you say that?”

The old altaria chuckled again. “For one, you’ll have Talia and Cress with you. They are both reliable surveyors and know their way around rough situations. I would know, I’ve had them surveying the surrounding area for a few weeks now.”

Stella looked across the room towards Cress and Talia who were finishing up their bags.

“And secondly, you have that scarf with you,” Madam Dravé said as she craned her neck down to tidy the scarf with her beak, making Stella look somewhat more presentable.

“The harmony scarf?” Stella asked. “Not sure what you mean. All this thing’s been doing so far is acting like a clingy magical transporter.”

“Ah, but I thought I made clear to you the nature of that scarf,” Madam Dravé said as she lifted her head again. “It is no mere fabric, but a powerful artifact created for the sake of combatting that eldritch entity.”

“Yeah you did explain,” Stella said, “but I don’t really see any crazy benefits from me wearing it. Are we even sure that this is the same one in those legends?”

Madam Dravé nodded. “I am certain that this is the harmony scarf from the legends. Taking into account your circumstances and it’s appearance, there can be no mistake. For the moment, you nor I fully understand how it functions yet. Especially since it’s current behavior seems to differ slightly from it’s behavior in the texts. A strange oddity. But regardless, I am near certain that if that scarf is stuck to you, then you will be well-protected.” Madam Dravé then took a moment to straighten out her cotton-like down with her beak.

Stella raised a brow. “Sorry, but I don’t follow. I don’t see how the harmony scarf being stuck to me would imply that?”

“Oh?” Madam Dravé turned back to Stella and tilted her head slightly. “Perhaps I’m making a hasty assumption.”

“Hasty assumption?” Stella asked.

The altaria let out a slight chuckle. “Have you ever considered not how, but why that scarf is stuck to you?”

Stella’s ears lowered and she blinked a few times as she thought about it. “The reason why?” Stella absentmindedly swiped a paw at her ears in response to the unfamiliar movement they made. “No… Not really.”

“Well,” she began, “have you considered that perhaps the scarf is trying to protect you? If it is crafted to protect its wearer, then perhaps it clung onto you because it thought you needed protecting.”



Stella shook her head as she left her daydream. She still wasn’t sure what Madam Dravé meant by that. Her logic seemed sound, but why her? She happened to randomly come upon the scarf, so why would the scarf want to protect her in particular? It wasn’t like it was intentionally handed to her. Stella frowned as she mulled over it more.

Cress turned to Stella as soon as she finished talking and noticed her sullen expression. “Don’t worry Stella, it’s not like we’re going away forever. Luminaire is only about a day away, so it’s not like we’ll be too far.”

“Mmhm,” Talia confirmed. She was at the lead, so she waited a moment before speaking so that Cress and Stella could catch up to her. “This route isn’t too difficult to traverse either. We just have to cross through the forest plateau, take the path down into the mountain valley, traverse the Collis Valley Mystery Dungeon, then cross Veridis Field to Luminaire on the coast.” Talia then took a moment to admire the tall spruce trees towering above them. “Only one easy Mystery Dungeon and very friendly terrain. Nothing to worry about. It’s quite convenient too since traveling through a dungeon is much faster than going around it.”

“Well that’s reassuring,” Stella said as they continued onward. “I’ve never been in a Mystery Dungeon before...”

“Everyone’s first time is weird.” Cress said, “But at least you’ll have us to guide you through!” Cress slightly readjusted the brown leather bag attached to his side with his mouth. “Though guiding you would be much easier with new equipment. This old bag is starting to get on my nerves. It isn’t really built for quilava like me.”

Stella looked at Cress’s bag and saw what he meant. The straps seemed to be designed for a pokémon much wider than he was; they didn’t wrap around him tightly enough, so the bag slid around as he walked. In addition, the bag seemed old and well-worn; it had many loose threads, the seams were coming apart in a few places, and there was some patchwork visible in a few spots. His scarf seemed to be in slightly better condition, with only a few loose threads visible.

Stella turned forward and could see that Talia’s equipment was about the same condition as Cress’s, with loose threads and torn seams visible from a distance. Though her bag seemed to be slightly better suited for her body shape.

“Wow, seems like you’ve been using them for a while.” Stella mentioned.

“Definitely,” Cress said. “These ones wear out really quickly since they aren’t meant for exploring.” His eyes then lit up. “All explorer and survey team bags are extremely durable and tailored to be custom-made for the user’s anatomy and physiology. They’re water-proof, fire-proof, and generally extremely durable, almost indestructible to anything you throw at them.” He seemed to get more and more excited as he continued talking.

“Phew, that sounds fancy.” Stella said, impressed.

“We need to have them built that way,” Cress explained. “With us battling pseudomon in dungeons all the time and getting blasted with every element imaginable, these bags better be ready to take a beating. Usually they are pretty expensive since they are so hard to make. Luckily for us though, we have some more money now after doing several trainee jobs, and got a discount for being guild members, so we could afford new bags and scarves too! Our new equipment should be waiting for us at the tailor’s in Luminaire!” Cress exclaimed giddily. He began hopping up and down a little to show his excitement before starting to walk sideways so he could face and talk to Stella who was to his side while still following the path. “Last time the specifications were slightly off, so we had to send them back just before we left for Collis Village. But I have a feeling that they’ll get it right this time!”

Stella couldn’t help but smile at Cress’s giddiness; it was cute. She often forgot how similar, yet simultaneously different humans and pokémon could be when they expressed their emotions. “Sounds super cool!” Stella exclaimed. “Didn’t know you guys could craft such durable equipment. I’m interested in seeing it!”



After finishing their conversation, the trio continued to trek in relative silence through the spruce tree forest. Periodically, pineco, spearow, and other feral pokémon in the trees above could be heard chittering or making other incoherent noises as the group passed by them.

After a couple of hours of walking, Stella was already feeling somewhat fatigued. She’d gone on hikes that lasted several kilometers before, but that was done as a human. She had the mental endurance, but Stella’s eevee body on the other hand still wasn’t used to walking long distances with only a week of experience. Despite the difficulty, she ended up learning a lot of new things during the trip; like that eevees don’t sweat like humans do, they sweat through their toe pads instead and need to pant; or that getting over a rock that would normally be a small climb for her human body, would instead take a large leap from her as an eevee.

The long trek made her think about much work Talia and Cress probably put into their survey work, especially if they had to trek to every dungeon they wanted to explore. It also made her realize that she didn’t know much about Cress and Talia personally. To her, it seemed weird to want to know about a pokémon’s personal life as opposed to another human’s personal life. But then again, they weren’t like the pokémon from her world, and she was a pokémon herself now. So given the opportunity, she asked, “Hey, what made you guys want to form a survey team together in the first place?”

“Oh us?” Cress asked before tilting his head in thought. “Well, it sorta just happened by chance.”

“Indeed,” Talia added with a nod. “Cress and I arrived at the guild separately. We each had our own dreams we wanted to fulfill when we arrived. We however were paired together by the guildmaster since we both arrived the same day and neither of us had any teammates yet.”

“Oh wow, I think you two got pretty lucky then! You seem to get along pretty well.” Stella said.

“Heheh, well… It wasn’t like that two months ago,” Cress said with a chuckle. “We had a lot more trouble getting along before.”

“Oh really?” Stella asked.

Talia turned her head to the side and gave a nod. “Mmhm, we still have issues sometimes, but it’s a lot better now. You see, my and Cress’s styles tend to conflict a lot. I’m more of the cool-headed type whereas Cress is more of the hot-headed type.” Talia began to give Cress a somewhat judgemental stare. “There have been times when he goes all gung-ho on pseudomon when we can honestly just avoid them.”

“Hey, last time those were all grass types!” Cress exclaimed. “We took them out super quickly.”

“Yes, but that was four roserades that we had to deal with,” Talia recalled. “Energy we didn’t need to expend.”

“Well yeah, but it would’ve probably taken too long to go around them!” Cress rebutted.

“You could’ve at least told me though what the plan was before we dashed in.” Talia countered.

Stella bursted out laughing. “Okay okay I get it guys, you still have a bit of work before you’re the perfect dynamic duo.”

“Yeah, nobody is perfect at the beginning,” Cress said. “But Talia’s right, I am definitely the hot-headed one. I mean, I can be cool-headed if I want… But I just enjoy the direct approach so much! I mean, I’m a fire type, so it makes sense I’d be hot headed!” Cress flared up the heat vent on his head just for emphasis.

Stella snickered at Cress’s joke while Talia just rolled her eyes.

“But anyways, the point is that Talia and I are still pretty green,” Cress explained, “so we need to keep working hard to get stronger! I mean heck, we don’t even have a team name yet!”

“A team name?” Stella asked.

“Yep,” Cress said, “we’re still a trainee team, so we don’t need a name yet. But pretty soon we’ll be upgraded to a full-fledged team! Then we’ll need to decide on one. I’ve had a few ideas like Venomflare or Firepoint, but Talia doesn’t like any of them.”

“Oh really?” Stella asked as she turned to Talia.

Talia nodded before speaking, “They’re too generic. Just using a combination of both of our types as a name is such a cliche among teams. I always thought that it should be something more significant, something that represents our ideals, goals, or aspirations.”

“But Talia hasn’t provided any ideas of her own yet...” Cress muttered.

“Patience Cress, we still have quite a bit of time before we have to decide. We can always fall back on one of your names if need be, though I wouldn’t want to get attached to any of them now.”

“Your aspirations huh…” Stella thought out-loud. “Hey Talia, didn’t you say that you two had different reasons for wanting to join a survey team? What were those?”

“For me, personally I find mystery dungeons absolutely fascinating. Normally they are dangerous, but once you record their properties, the resources they provide can be very useful and could help a lot of pokémon. I’m hoping that one day I can help discover how mystery dungeons work and how they form.” Talia seemed to look ahead into the distance, as if daydreaming. “Perhaps then, we can discover how to manipulate them for the benefit of other pokémon. Imagine being able to create a space that produces infinite food, or automatically makes even more luminous orbs so we can light up more homes at night.”

“Woah...” Stella said, impressed by Talia’s dream. “So… Do you think it’s even possible? I mean, I thought you said nobody knows how they even form.”

“Well, that is true Stella. But there exist pokémon that can make mystery dungeons.”

“Wait really?”

Talia nodded. “Supposedly, various legendary pokémon such as Dialga, Rayquaza, and others have been known to create mystery dungeons to protect their domain. In fact, the legends of the Dyads say that the Dyad of Time had to climb Temporal Tower, a mystery dungeon created by Dialga, before they could reach the time god.”

“That’s amazing!” Stella exclaimed.

“That’s why I’d also like to meet a legendary pokémon. Perhaps I can ask them how they do it, or if not, at least learn something else significant from them.”

“Man...” Cress lamented. “I wish I had a dream as cool as yours Talia.”

“Oh c’mon Cress,” Talia began, “your dream is not so bad.”

“I’d like to hear!” Stella exclaimed.

“Oh well… I guess if you want.” Cress began hesitantly, “I decided to join a survey team really just because I enjoy seeing the world. I get to explore, go to places I’ve never been before, travel to and through mystery dungeons. I get to meet new pokémon and help others. I get to learn so much, every day I feel like I’m growing, not just growing smarter and stronger. I feel like I’m becoming a better pokémon in general. And besides all that, it’s all just really fun, you know?”

Stella scoffed. “That’s an amazing dream Cress! I don’t know what you’re so worried about.”

“Well, you know...” Cress muttered, “It’s nothing all that special. Like I’m not working towards doing something to change society or anything.”

“It doesn’t have to be!” Stella exclaimed. “You should stop worrying about ‘good’ your dream is and stop comparing yourself to others. Your dream is special because it is yours and something you’re really driven to do! I think that’s good enough, isn’t it?”

“She does have a point, Cress,” Talia said.

Cress pursed his lips and slowed down for a moment as he thought about it. “Do you know what, you’re right!” Cress sprinted ahead to rejoin Talia and Stella. “I really enjoy what I do, so it’s the perfect dream for me! It’s about doing what I like!”

“Yeah, you got it!” Stella exclaimed before hesitating and looking down for a moment. “I… I really don’t have any big dreams or aspirations like that, so it’s nice to see that you two have something going on.”

“Hey, maybe you’ll find that spark staying around us for a bit!” Cress said. “Survey work tends to inspire a lot of others.”

“Yeah...” Stella said contemplatively. “Maybe I will...”



The trees eventually became sparser and the path began to slope gently downwards as the trio made their way down the mountainside. After some more trekking, they finally reached the bottom of the valley where the ground was covered more so with gravel and silt rather than dead leaves, as a wide river snaked its way through the valley. A few trees littered the banks of the river here, but the coverage was much sparser than in the forest above. Their paws and claws made gravelly crunching sounds as they found footing on the silver gravel and silt on the riverbank. Periodically, a wooper in the river would surface, staring curiously at the trio as they passed by. Jagged rocks and boulders bordered the river, with a few in the middle of the group’s path, forcing them to circumnavigate the rocks.

As they walked by the stream, Stella continued thinking about her earlier conversation with Cress and Talia about aspirations. She continued to be surprised at how many similarities there were between the pokémon in this world and human beings. Having huge aspirations and dreams, goals to reach for… It made her realize that there was nothing huge in her life that she was super determined to work towards. Stella spent her life studying in school, hanging out with friends, and just generally living out her life. Nothing particularly special there. Running for her school track team was something she enjoyed a lot however. The adrenaline, the satisfaction of improving on your previous time, it was something that gave her a lot of fulfilment in life. “Sure, that’s great and all, but what about beyond that?” Stella thought. She’d always hear other students in her school talk about how they want to be a doctor, an architect, or something else like that. She definitely knew that she didn’t want to be an athlete, it was just a passing hobby for now, but she struggled to think of anything else she was extremely passionate about. Though sometimes she wondered if she should follow in her parents’ footsteps and be a pokémon trainer like her dad, or a scientist like her mom, but she didn’t have a passion for either of those professions.

Deep in thought, Stella turned to stare at the river. It’s clarity surprised her; she could see all of the rocks, gravel, and underwater plants rooted to the riverbed. But she could also make out her own reflection. Even after spending about a week as an eevee, she still found it so strange to not see her human face in any reflection. Those large eyes, tall ears, fluffy tail, and small quadruped body were quite unlike her own. It was then that Stella shook her head slightly, shaking off her worries as she remembered the nature of her circumstances. This was probably an experience that few humans have ever had in the entirety of history.

Maybe she was overthinking things. Maybe she was stressing over stuff in her life that’d only matter years from now. Maybe, she should just focus on what is happening in the moment. Stella stared ahead at Cress and Talia who had taken the lead, as she reflected on recent developments. She had an opportunity to learn about her father whom she never had the opportunity to meet, travel to and learn about a completely new world, understand what it’s like to be a pokémon, talk to other pokémon, and solve a mystery about a legendary scarf.

Stella nodded to herself with a smile. She didn't understand what she was stressing about before, those were all amazing goals to work towards. As she gave a smile with a better sense of her goals, suddenly, Stella was struck by a sudden headache. “Urk!” It felt like a sharp zap travelled up her neck, before piercing her head. Her vision blurred for a moment before returning to normal.

Talia turned around and asked, “Stella, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Stella said as she put a paw to her head, “just a sudden headache. Not sure where it came from.” Just as quickly as it manifested, the headache dissipated away, leaving only a lingering, buzzing feeling in the back of her mind that she barely took note of. She then placed her paw on her scarf; she could’ve sworn that her scarf tightened slightly around her neck for a moment.

“Hrm,” Talia uttered pensively. “Perhaps you’re hungry and haven’t noticed? We haven’t eaten in a while. Now might be a good time for us to stop and eat.”

Stella nodded. “I guess I do feel a little hungry. Though is it okay for us to stop here?”

Talia shook her head. “Not a problem. The dungeon is just ahead, so we’re at a good stopping point anyways.”

Everyone agreed to sit down and eat. Judging by the sun’s angle, it was about early afternoon at this leg of the journey. Everyone took food from Cress’s bag. He carried supplies they wouldn’t need on hand immediately such as food because Cress’s paws made it difficult to use items quickly.

“Cress,” Talia began to ask as she took some food and narrowed her eyes up towards the sky, “did we ever measure the volatility rating for the Collis Valley Dungeon?”

“Uhm, the volatility rating? No... I don’t think we did.” Cress followed her gaze to the sky as he sat down on his rump to eat. It was mostly clear, but Talia’s eyes were focused on some large grey clouds far in the distance. “Why, you think it’ll rain?”

Talia nodded. “Likely. Breeze is coming from the ocean, and this area has had a few rainstorms recently.”

“What’s a volatility rating?” Stella asked as she munched on an apple.

“It’s a measure of how much the danger level of a dungeon can vary,” Talia explained. “Sometimes dungeons can become agitated by events such as solar eclipses, earthquakes, other natural disasters, or just generally bad weather.” Talia paused for a moment to chew on her food. “The volatility rating is a measure of exactly how much the dungeon gets agitated in those cases.”

“Huh.”

“But I don’t think we have anything to worry about,” Cress explained. “This dungeon is pretty tame, so the volatility rating shouldn’t be too high. They usually aren’t with these types of dungeons. Besides, we should be able to get through just before the rain passes over.”

“Hmm I suppose so,” Talia said with a tinge of worry in her voice. “Normally we’d be safer with these sorts of things, but as long as you don’t mind getting a bit soaked when we pass through Veridis Field,” Talia said.

“I’ll be fine!” Cress exclaimed. “A little rain won’t kill me.”

After they finished eating, the trio packed up, stood up, and continued downstream for a few minutes until… “Here we are,” Talia said. “The entrance to the Collis Valley Mystery Dungeon.”

Stella marveled at the tall misty wall that slowly came into view before her. It extended at least twenty meters high and stretched across the length of the whole valley. As they made their way closer, Stella could discern its finer details. The main wall of mist was of a dense pure white, almost completely opaque. Even so, she could make out a few specks of rainbow-colored and sliver-white gleaming particles, fluttering and swirling in the fog. It reminded her of vanilla ice cream with rainbow sprinkles.

A layer of lighter mist seemed to pour from the top of the wall like a waterfall, manifesting itself like a curtain just before the main mist screen. It gently made its way down to the ground, creating a thin layer of haze that blanketed the ground, flowing like a river around the trio’s feet.

“Wow...” Stella muttered in wonderment as she approached the misty barrier. “Do... they always look like this?” Stella then stuck her paw into the mist, swinging it back and forth, watching as the mist flowed along with the movement of her paw.

“Sometimes,” Talia said as she checked her bag. “In a few cases the mist wall won’t manifest and the area around the entrance will simply be shimmering slightly. Results in other pokémon accidentally wandering inside because they don’t notice the signs. That’s part of why we have a job. We try to help pokémon who get lost inside and prevent them from getting lost inside in the first place by marking the locations of new dungeons.” Talia then turned to Cress. “Are you ready?”

“Yep, feeling good!” Cress exclaimed.

Talia nodded in response before turning to Stella. “Are you feeling better?”

Stella raised a brow before realizing what Talia meant; Stella’s headache from earlier. It was gone, so she nodded in response. Her concern made Stella realize something about Talia. Something that made her think back to when Talia was telling a story to the children in Collis Village, entertaining them with a lively display. Despite having a serious expression most of the time, the moments when she showed care for someone Stella noticed, was when Talia really showed her true colors. It made her think of Madam Dravé’s reassurance about her companions. “Don’t worry,” Stella said, “feeling better now!”

“Good,” Talia said with a soft smile and a slight nod. “Now a few things before we head in,” Talia continued, “I don’t want you taking any fights Stella.”

“Huh?” Stella questioned.

“Don’t misunderstand. You’re definitely experienced enough now to take a battle against all of the pseudomon in there. But for the sake of brevity, we’d rather have you stay safe and let me and Cress take the fights quickly since we’re used to taking on several in a row.”

Stella wanted an opportunity to try out the moves she learned over the past week into use. So she pursed her lips for a moment in hesitation, considering the circumstances before sighing and finally agreeing with Talia. “Fine, that’s okay with me.”

“Don’t worry about it!” Cress exclaimed. “There’s always next time! And with how hard you’ve been training, I’m sure that next time you’ll get some action.”

Stella simply smiled at Cress before turning back to Talia.

“And that’s it,” Talia said. “For the most part, just stay close to us. But whenever we get into a scuffle, keep your distance. Getting separated is also a possibility, but there are a few ways to regroup easily. I’ll explain once we head in.”

Stella nodded in response as she slowly followed Cress and Talia into the mist. Though as they passed through, Stella began to notice the strange lingering feeling from her headache earlier, nagging at her slightly.



Collis Valley - F15

Although the entrance to the dungeon was quite wide, spanning the length of the valley, the portal of mist they came through was much smaller. It had a misshapen form, but resembled a vertically oblong ellipse with gnarled tree branches and tall grey rocks outlining the edges of the gateway.

There was nothing immediately remarkable about the inside of the dungeon. The terrain seemed relatively the same, jagged rocks, sparse trees, and silvery silt by the riverbed.

Though something off-putting about the environment, something Stella couldn’t put a finger, er rather, paw on. The arrangement of the natural terrain seemed unnatural. The normally unbending river that passed through the valley was now content with zig-zagging through the area ahead, and the rocks and trees in the terrain around the group seemed to be forcefully clumped together in some spots, forming walls in some places and passageways in others.

After taking a quick glance around however, it was the dungeon’s “ceiling” that caught Stella’s attention the most. It looked like a giant dome was surrounding the entirety of the mystery dungeon. Like a bubble, it was slightly glossy and warped any light that came through to a small extent, with small swirls and patches of rainbow blobs flowing through its membrane. Otherwise, the sky beyond the barrier seemed to be completely normal by typical standards. Stella assumed that if any of them could fly, they’d be stopped from leaving the dungeon by the barrier.

“You remember my explanation about Mystery Dungeons, right Stella?” Talia asked.

Stella nodded in response as she looked away from the strange sky and back at Talia. “It’s laid out like a maze. Usually multiple room-like openings connected by hallways. We have to get through multiple dungeon floors so we can pass through and leave. We move between floors by using a gateway called the stairs...” Stella paused for a moment to think. “I think that’s it. Anything I missed?”

Talia shook her head. “Nope, that’s it! Glad you remember.” Talia then turned back to the misty portal they came through and pointed out a symbol scratched into one of the rocks flanking it. “There’s a small area around the stairs that will always remain unchanged, so we can mark it out with a recognizable symbol.”

Stella took a look at the symbol. It was shaped like a right triangle, with two of the sides being the same length, but the hypotenuse was replaced with a zig-zag pattern. A symbol representing a set of stairs. Next to it, there were a few indecipherable scribbles that Stella couldn’t understand.

“Sometimes,” Talia began to explain, “in more commonly traversed dungeons, we’ll leave more visible, stair-shaped stone statues behind to represent where the stairs are.”

“I wonder why they are called stairs in the first place,” Stella said.

“I’d love to know,” Cress said. “Such a weird naming scheme,”

Talia shrugged. “I’d love to know too, but it seems like nobody knows where the name originally came from. It’s just a convention everyone happens to agree on and has been passed down from team to team. I have my own theory however, that one of the first mystery dungeons was a building. Ancient pokémon found out that each different ‘segment’ of the dungeon corresponded to a different floor of the building, and that’s what inspired the naming scheme.”

“Huh, that’s an idea.” Stella said before turning back to the symbol. “But what do these scribbles mean to the side of it?”

“Hmm?” Talia asked with a confused expression. After a brief moment, her eyes suddenly lit up in realization. “Ah! I forgot you can’t read. It tells us what floor we are on,” Talia explained. “Right now, we are on floor fifteen.”

“Hey, I can read!” Stella complained. “Just not pokémon script… But why fifteen?” Stella asked. “Why not floor one?”

“Remember how I explained that most dungeons are one-way?”

Stella nodded. “Right, you can only move through floors in one direction. Then the end of the dungeon will cycle right back to the beginning, taking you back to the entrance.”

“Right, but unlike most dungeons,” Talia explained, “Collis Valley is a two-way dungeon where you can move upstairs or downstairs freely. When we came to Collis Village, we originally had to traverse through this dungeon upstairs, traveling from floor one to floor fifteen.”

“But now we’re going in the opposite direction, so we have to travel downstairs?” Stella asked. “From floor fifteen to floor one?”

Talia nodded. “You got it! Normally others don’t get it that quickly, so I’m glad you understand.”

“Seems pretty intuitive,” Stella said. “It’s just like a tunnel with wacky spatial anomalies and fake pokémon inside. No biggie.”

Cress let out a huge yawn. “Hey, can we get a move on?” an annoyed Cress asked. “We’re spending a lot of time chatting, but not a lot of time moving.”

“Agreed,” Talia said, “never a good idea to stay in one place for too long.”

Talia took the lead as Cress and Stella followed closely behind. With no resistance whatsoever, it wasn’t long before they found the next set of stairs.

Like the gateway into the dungeon, this “set of stairs” was also shaped like an ellipse, bordered by warped natural terrain. The same triangular engraving, marking it as the stairs, was visible on one of the rocks besides it. But unlike the entrance, the mist was replaced by a thin glossy membrane that looked similar to the barrier making up the “ceiling” above them.

“If we ever get split up,” Talia explained, “we can regroup at the last set of stairs. They’re a good regrouping point since they are easily recognizable and pseudomon can’t pass through the barrier. Only we can.”

“Right,” Stella said as she nodded in understanding, before following Talia through the bubbly membrane. Stella took a deep breath as she stepped through, mentally preparing herself for whatever strange sensation would wash over her once she went through the shimmering barrier. But contrary to her expectations, no particular feeling came to her when she did; It was almost as if the barrier wasn't even there.



Collis Valley - 14F

“Ooo, gravelerock!” Cress exclaimed as he sprinted over to a nearby pile of pebbles.

“Gravelerock?” Stella asked as she approached Cress.

“Yeah!” Cress said as he picked up one in his mouth. “Thewyre swpecial wocks u kan thwrow swuper fhar!”

“What? I don’t understand what you are saying. Also why...? Why did you put that rock in your mouth?”

Cress rolled his eyes as he stood on his hind legs and turned to face a tree. “Gwust wahtch twhis.”

Cress puffed up his cheeks and spat out the rock. It first flew at the tree trunk Cress aimed at, rebounding off of it, then made a whizzing sound as it zoomed past Stella’s head, before ricocheting off of a boulder into a pseudo-totodile that had just made its way into the room. The totodile exploded into a fine rainbow mist of emera powder as soon as the gravelerock collided with it, stunning the whole party into silence.

For a moment, only the sound of wind rustling through the trees and water flowing through a nearby creek could be heard . That is, until Talia decided to be the first to break the ice. “Nice shot.”

“Uh… Thanks,” Cress finally said. “Guess I got lucky.” He turned to Stella. “I think you can see their utility now.”

Stella simply nodded as she watched Cress pick up a few rocks with his mouth and put them into his bag. “Well that’s a strange way to have my first encounter with a pseudomon end,” Stella said as she watched the rainbow mist dissipate. For the short moment it appeared, the mist seemed to glitter and catch the light.

“Normally they don’t go down that easily,” Talia said. It’s just that this dungeon generally has a lot of weak pseudomon, so they’ll tend to go down in one or two blows.”

“Right,” Cress added. When he finished packing all the rocks away, he explained that, “by the way, if you put one in your mouth and apply pressure like you’re breathing out or are about to use a move from your mouth, something like flamethrower, the gravelerock comes flying out. Fun and super easy to use, but if you already have a ranged attack, they’re not really all that practical to carry around. I’ll take some with me though, just to have fun with them when we get back to Luminaire.”

After the brief distraction, the trio continued through the dungeon. The rest of the floor was relatively uneventful. Talia held the lead, keeping an eye out for any threats. Stella followed closely behind Talia, taking in more of the strange and abnormal terrain. Cress on the other hand, stayed farther behind the group, holding up the rear. But that nagging feeling in the back of her mind only seemed to grow stronger. It was almost as if she forgot something, and her mind was slowly working its way towards remembering it.


Collis Valley - 11F

The group continued to travel through the vague manifestations of rooms and hallways, formed by the trees and rocks scattered about. Beside the totodile, they only had a brief encounter with a spearow and buizel on floor thirteen, and an encounter with two pseudo-woopers on floor twelve. Cress and Talia quickly took each one out without taking even a single hit themselves. Just like the duo had said before, they seemed to have everything covered. Though quite oddly, Cress had a habit of picking up any and all food items, such as apples and berries, they’d find scattered across the dungeon floor. Stella however, wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted to eat food created by an unnatural and anomalous spatial distortion phenomenon.

Even though she was glad to be traveling with strong companions, there was one thing that concerned Stella at the moment. The strange notion from earlier continued to stay in her mind, and only seemed to grow gradually stronger. It troubled her to no end, making her realize that it wasn’t just some random oddity. It wasn’t a sensation like something you’d “feel” with your senses, but more like an idea you’d get your thoughts stuck on. It was as if a sort of subtle, detached notion had itself manifested in her head and was trying to get out. “What is this feeling, this… thing? Where is it coming from?” Stella wondered as they continued down a hallway into another vague manifestation of a room. As soon as they entered the room, Talia looked around for a moment before picking the passage to their left. Cress and Stella followed Talia’s lead as they headed towards the other passageway.

Suddenly, Stella froze. Her whole body tensed up, fur stood on end, and eyes went wide, as a chill travelled down her spine. The strange notion, this idea that had been bobbing around in her head, finally made its way to the forefront of her mind, manifesting itself as fear. “What? What’s this sudden feeling?” Instinct drove her to start looking around frantically, as if searching for something, though she didn’t know what for.

“Stella?” Cress asked from behind, concern showing on his face. “Are you ok-”

Time suddenly slowed to a stop as the harmony scarf tightened slightly around Stella’s neck. Cress’s mouth stopped mid-sentence, the river stream nearby stopped flowing, and the sound of wind gently rustling through trees was replaced by an eerie silence. The world around her seemed blurred slightly and felt distant. Her body was frozen, but her mind was still active, almost as if she was simply a spectator to what she was about to witness.

In that split second, the abnormal anxiety that consumed her was gone, and a new abnormal feeling took its place. However, instead of being only in her thoughts, this new sensation washed over her whole body. Amorphous blobs of rainbow light appeared before her. She could see and somehow feel them passing through and around her, but their unfamiliar shapes, and her inconsistent vision, left nothing for her to make sense of. She had little time to be confused by the extraordinary sensation because, as quickly as it manifested, her scarf loosened and everything returned to normal.

“-ay?” Cress finished.

Stella had barely a second to process what had just happened. As if her feet moved on their own, Stella instinctively leapt to the side, narrowly dodging a vine whip from a camouflaged ivysaur that had been hiding in some bushes next to them.

“What the!?” Cress blurted out as the ivysaur’s vines whipped against the gravel making a loud “CRACK!” sound.

Talia turned around just as Stella roughly hit the ground after dodging the attack; she landed on her side, skidding across the gravel for a brief moment. The pseudo-ivysaur then jumped out of the bushes, hissing at Stella who had just stood back up. Cress quickly fired an ember in retaliation, hitting the ivysaur square-on from the side. As a result, the ivysaur focused their efforts on Cress, quickly turning towards him and firing a slew of razor leaves. Cress tried quickly to dash out of the way, but ended up getting grazed by a few leaves which knocked him off balance, “Arrrgh!”

Talia then came at the ivysaur from behind, jabbing it with a purple glowing claw. The impact knocked the ivysaur forward for a moment before it suddenly exploded into a fine rainbow mist.

The encounter was brief, only lasting seven seconds.

“Well that was something,” Cress said as he stood up. “Good thing you heard the ivysaur before it attacked us Stella...” His voice trailed off once he saw Stella silently staring at the rainbow mist that was now floating down to the ground.

Stella was silently contemplating what had just happened. She didn’t hear anything. She didn’t even know the ivysaur was there until she heard and saw the vine whip hit the ground. She reacted only out of pure instinct, responding to that feeling, notion, idea, whatever it was that kept poking at her head. Though after her split-second reaction, the “feeling” disappeared entirely, relieving a huge weight off of her shoulders.

“That’s why we have to be vigilant when going through a dungeon,” Talia said. “They may be pseudomon, but they’re smart enough to know that an ambush is a viable tactic.”

“Are you okay Stella?” Cress asked. “I know a situation like that can be pretty scary...”

Stella shook her head. “No worries, I’m fine.” She then proceeded to brush some bits of gravel out of her fur with her paw. “You guys already taught me what I should be expecting in here. Your battle training really helped me keep my nerves.”

Cress smiled at the compliment.

After a short pause, Stella asked, “Did either of you see anything strange actually? Just before the ivysaur attacked? Like a flash of light?”

Cress and Talia glanced at each other before shaking their heads.

“I didn’t see anything,” Cress said.

“Me neither,” Talia replied.

So was I the only one who saw it?” Stella pondered to herself. Remembering the feeling of the harmony scarf tightening around her neck, she glanced down at it, wondering if it had anything to do with her strange experience. She didn’t know what to make of it, but she didn’t want to worry Cress and Talia. Whatever it was, it saved her from taking what could’ve been a critical hit from the ivysaur, but she could worry about it after they left the dungeon filled with dangerous pseudomon.

“It’s… nothing then,” Stella said hesitantly.

Talia tilted her head slightly at Stella’s strange comment.

“Though more importantly, Cress,” Stella began to ask, “are you okay after getting hit by that razor leaf?”

“Oh, me? That wasn’t even an effective hit. I’m fine.”

“But those cuts...” Stella noted.

Cress had a few fresh cuts from getting hit by the razor leaf. They were slightly visible under his short fur.

“Oh, these? I’ve had worse. Being a survey team means you get beat up all the time, but it doesn’t take too long to heal anyways. Take a look.”

Stella raised a brow before she saw what he meant. Very slowly, Cress’s wounds seemed to be healing themselves on their own, the cuts were slowly pulling themselves close. “Give it about two minutes and it’ll be as if I never got hit,” Cress said.

Stella leaned forwards and lowered her head as she squinted at Cress’s wounds. “I know pokemon heal much faster than humans do, but I know it’s definitely not that fast.” Stella turned her head to look at Cress. “How?”

“One of the strange things about being in a mystery dungeon is that it makes our metabolism a lot faster,” Talia began explaining as Stella turned to her. “The upside is that we heal a lot faster.”

“But we also get hungrier faster,” Cress interjected. “Which is also a great thing because it means I get to eat more food!”

“Oh, so that’s why we packed for more than a day of food,” Stella realized. “And also why you’re picking up so many berries. I was wondering about that.” Stella then paused for a moment in thought. “Now that you mention it, I definitely feel much hungrier than when we started.”

Talia nodded. “Which is why we need to keep moving. If we stand around here for too long, we’ll starve to death. Or worse.”

“Worse?” Stella asked.

“No worries,” Cress reassured. “We’d starve to death first before we see worse.”

Stella narrowed her eyes. “Well that’s encouraging.”



Collis Valley - 7F

The trio passed through a few more floors. For the most part, Talia took the lead, Cress usually held up the rear, collecting food whenever he could (despite having an overabundance of food), while Stella stayed in the middle. However, any time they encountered a pseudomon, Cress would move up to the front with Talia. The two mowed through everything they saw, with the exception of a few stronger pseudomon, to the point where traveling through the dungeon felt almost monotonous. Go down a hallway, defeat a pseudomon in a couple second skirmish, find the stairs, rinse and repeat. It wasn’t long, however, before something new happened to mix things up.

Stella felt something tiny and cold hit her head as they trekked through the dungeon, leading her to look up towards the sky. Another water droplet fell from above and landed between her eyes. Ripples started forming on the surface of the bubbly membrane as more and more droplets impacted it before passing through. It was starting to rain.

“Huh, guess it arrived earlier than expected,” Cress said as he looked up at the sky barrier. “Oh well, guess that means we’re gonna need to speed it up a bit.”

“You don’t seem too concerned,” Stella noted as she started walking faster along Cress’s side.

“Yeah, not really,” Cress said as he turned to Stella. “Not the first time we’ve dealt with rain before. Might weaken me a little bit, but otherwise it’s not much of an issue.”

“But like Cress said,” Talia started, “we need to speed things up. If it starts raining too much, the dungeon could become more dangerous.” She then pointed upwards towards the sky where the water was passing through the barrier. “Notice how not all the water is getting through.”

Stella looked up and did just that. Though it was raining lightly inside the dungeon, she noticed that it was raining much more heavily outside of the dungeon, just past the barrier. “Why is that?” she asked.

“Remember how I mentioned dungeon volatility ratings before Stella?” Talia asked. “How certain dungeons can become more dangerous under certain conditions like rain?”

Stella nodded. “Yeah, I do.”

“The dungeons that have a higher volatility rating are more likely to absorb matter and energy that comes from the outside, except for pokémon who instead will pass right through.”

Stella then realized what Talia meant. “So because not all the rain is passing through...”

Talia nodded. “This dungeon will likely become more dangerous moving forward. It’s theorized that these sorts of dungeons use the energy and matter they absorb to then create more and stronger pseudomon.”

“Yikes,” Stella said with concern in her voice.

“But we shouldn’t be in too much trouble as long as the rain doesn’t get any worse. We can deal with any stronger opponents if need be,” Talia reassured.

Stella nodded, remembering that these two went through dungeons as part of their job. “Right then, lead on!”

As the trio moved ahead, slowly but steadily, the sound of the rain’s pitter patter slowly began to fill the dungeon until they found the next set of stairs.



Collis Valley - 5F

It was like Talia said, the rain provoked the dungeon into spawning more and stronger pseudomon.

“Woah!” Cress exclaimed as he narrowly dodged a water gun from a quagsire. Talia saw an opportunity and used it to close the distance between her and the pseudomon, but the quagsire took notice and quickly spun around, aiming an aqua tail directly at Talia. She, however, had different plans. Just before the aqua tail landed, she manifested a blue hexagonal barrier from her paws for a second, blocking the attack completely. Talia was pushed back slightly and stunned from the impact, but was able to keep the quagsire in place for a moment. With that, Cress flared up his back and dashed forward, letting flames pour out from his mouth, enveloping and coating his body completely as he charged at the quagsire. A trail of steam followed in his wake as he impacted the pseudomon in the gut and sent them flying into a nearby boulder.

“Wham!” The quagsire slammed into the boulder, just before falling to the ground. It was slumped against the rock, apparently stunned from the impact. Suddenly, it raised its head and tried to get up, but just before it could, Talia pulled a toxic spike out of her back and quickly flung it at the pseudo-quagsire, piercing its body and finishing it off in a spectacular shower of rainbow mist.

“And that’s how you do it!” Cress exclaimed. His back was still ignited, steam swirling around him as the rain fell on his ignited vents.

“Woah, I didn’t know you could use protect!” Stella exclaimed as she approached the two.

Talia nodded before getting on all fours and stretching out her arms and legs. “Something I picked up a few years ago. Not something you can learn naturally, has to be taught. It’s quite difficult to use since you can’t immediately follow-up with a move after using a protection barrier. You need a partner to take advantage of your block.” She then stood up on her hind legs and looked at the pile of rainbow powder that was being washed away by the water. “Looks like we really need to step up our game. Not sure if we can keep that up for the rest of the dungeon.”

“Oh c’mon Talia,” Cress complained. “You don’t have to deal with the rain! We’ll be fine for the next seven floors.”

“I’m actually more concerned about you,” Talia confessed.

Cress shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I like to think of it... like a special training session,” he said with a smile.

Stella was concerned too. She noted that Cress was breathing more heavily compared to before it started raining, where he barely showed any signs of exhaustion.

“You know, I could help with the fighting,” Stella recommended. She then shook some water off of herself as it was starting to weigh down on her fur.

Talia shook her head. “Don’t you worry a bit Stella, we’ll be fine.” She said it with confidence, but Stella noticed that she was shivering slightly from the rain. “We’re used to getting roughed up and beat up. You, on the other hand, don’t have a lot of experience fighting stronger pseudomon like these. Fighting pseudomon isn’t the same as fighting other pokémon. Unlike pokémon they tend to be...” Talia paused for a moment as she tried to find the right word “...quite savage”

Stella pouted. She felt a mix of frustration and concern because she wanted to find a way to help, and was also worried about how Cress and Talia were going to handle the rest of the dungeon. But after a moment of consideration, she relented. After all, they definitely knew what they were doing more than she was. Stella let out a long sigh. “Hmmm… Fine then.”

“No worries Stella,” Cress reassured with a smile, “we’ve got this. Just leave the hard work to us.”



Collis Valley - 3F

Unfortunately for the trio, the storm got significantly worse.

The tempest blew stronger through the trees, gravel was being pushed around by the gale, and the previously gentle river accelerated to a torrent as the cacophony of natural sounds intensified.

Stella hid in a nearby bush as she watched the chaos of battle unfold.

“GRRAAAAHHH!!!” Talia yelled as she jabbed a croconaw in the gut with a purple glowing claw. It barely even winced as it immediately countered by headbutting Talia, stunning her for a second before it followed up with a slash that knocked her back into a puddle and left a scratch mark across her chest.

Cress meanwhile was engaged with an agile fearow that kept repeatedly dive bombing him with pecks. Cress could only land a few hits due to the fearow’s agility, but the embers that did hit were weakened by the rain.

The croconaw growled at Talia as it charged at her again. “Cress!” Talia yelled as she kicked the croconaw away from her with her legs before finally getting up. “We need to focus our efforts! Help me with the croconaw first!”

“Right!” Cress exclaimed. He noticed that the fearow was flapping its wings to gain height, something it always did before it dive bombed him, so he decided to take advantage of that. The quilava held his breath, and as the fearow began to dive towards him, he sputtered out a thick black smoke from his mouth which covered a wide area in front of him. The fearow didn’t have enough time to change its trajectory and ended up flying straight through the black smokescreen, past Cress where it disappeared into an outcropping of trees behind him. “SCREEEEEEEE!!!” It screeched as it disappeared out of view, past the dense vegetation. “Huh, that works.” With the pseudomon temporarily out of the way, he decided to deal with the more pressing issue. He turned his attention towards where Talia and the croconaw were fighting.

Talia had been stalling for Cress, keeping her distance and dodging attacks as they came. A flare at the corner of her vision suddenly caught her attention. She turned to her right for a brief moment to witness Cress’s entire body setting ablaze. Realizing what that meant, she turned her attention back to the croconaw, swiftly dodging another slash from it, before breaking into a forward dash to close the gap.

It tried slashing at her as she approached, but Talia quickly grabbed its arm before the attack could land. The croconaw then tried to slash at her with its other free claw, but she grabbed it too, rendering the croconaw immobile. The pseudomon snarled viciously at the nidorina, causing flecks of saliva to fly into her face as it struggled against her firm grasp. That is, until it realized that it could still pull itself forward to bite Talia’s head off with its jaws.

Just as the croconaw tried to pull itself forwards however, she pushed her legs as hard as she could into the ground, using the pseudomon’s momentum against it to throw it around and behind her. “GRRRRAAAAHHH!!!” she yelled as she released her grip and the pseudomon tripped directly into the path of Cress’s incoming flame charge. Only a split second passed before Cress hit the croconaw square in the gut, knocking them straight into a tree that splintered into two as the pseudomon crashed through it, before finally fizzling into a cloud of rainbow dust.

“Nice timing.” Talia said after wiping the croconaw spit off of her face.

“You too. Hah… Hah…” Cress said through bated breaths as steam rose from his fiery back. “Think that’s the last of them.”

Talia simply nodded in response.

“Is it safe for me to come out?” Stella asked as her head popped out of the bushes nearby.

“SCREEEEEEE!!!” A grating screech could be heard from the nearby outcropping of trees.

“I guess not,” Stella muttered to herself as she returned to hiding.

“Oh c’mon,” Cress complained.

The fearow from earlier shot out through the tree line, busting through leaves and branches. It immediately dove at the two with glowing wings.

“Follow-up after my protect,” Talia said briefly as she quickly stepped forward.

Cress nodded and stayed behind Talia for the moment.

Just a few feet before the fearow impacted Talia, she erected a protect-barrier which the pseudomon promptly crashed into. Both Talia and the fearow were stunned for a brief moment from the impact, but Cress quickly hopped to the side and followed-up with an ember, a slew of fiery particles flew from his mouth and hit the fearow on the side, knocking it over.

With the two-move combo from Cress and Talia, the fearow was now grounded. It lifted itself onto its talons and turned its head, screeching at Cress for a brief moment before Talia grabbed its attention by swiping at it with a claw. It turned its head towards Talia just before receiving a vicious poison jab-powered uppercut. It was rendered unconscious by the blow as it’s head and neck recoiled upwards before finally falling to the ground. A mere second passed before the pseudomon dissolved into a pile of rainbow dust.

Talia took a deep breath and Cress’s back-fire died down slightly as the two finally relaxed. Cress opened his bag and rummaged around for some food before taking a bite. Talia walked up to him and helped herself to some of the food as well.

Noticing that the fight this time was finally over, Stella left her hiding spot in bushes at the edge of the tree line and sprinted to rejoin Cress and Talia. “Are you two okay?” Stella asked as she approached the two.

Cress simply nodded. His belly swelled up and down as he took in deep breaths. Stella could hear sizzling sounds as rain impacted his fiery back and steam rose from his body.

“No worries, we’re fine,” Talia reassured, as the scratch across her chest began to heal. “Just need a moment to catch our breath. Almost there, just two floors away.”

Cress nodded in response. “Wow, didn’t expect things to get this hard.” He then paused to take a few breaths. “But yeah. Just two more floors. We got this.”

Stella was worried about Cress’s and Talia’s conditions. But again and again, they kept refusing her help. Stella wanted to find words of encouragement for them both since they wouldn’t accept her help, but she couldn’t come up with any, so she stayed silent.

Why were they so insistent on not taking any help from her? Both Cress and Talia trained her personally, so they should know that she had the skill to help them. And sure, the pseudomon were pretty aggressive, but they didn’t fight any differently from normal pokémon. Stella shook her head. “Maybe I’m overthinking things. I just hate not being able to do anything.

As soon as Cress and Talia finished eating a quick snack, they continued forward. As they did however, Stella noticed that the sky was much darker than before, and could spy flashes of lighting beyond the barrier.



Collis Valley - 1F

The trio dashed through the stairs, just barely outrunning an ivysaur and quagsire on the second floor.

“Hah… Hah...” Stella panted. “That was a close one. Just a little further.”

Stella was mostly fine, only a little cold from the rain, but Cress and Talia were completely exhausted, having to fight pseudomon after pseudomon.

So it was a huge relief after the trio rounded a corner and saw the exit to the dungeon. It was a bit far away, but it was just at the end of a room through the hallway they were in.

Cress’s eyes perked up when he saw the misty gateway ahead of them. “Oh finally!” He exclaimed.

“Oh what a relief,” Talia said. “We finally get to leave.”

Stella smiled as she saw Cress sprint ahead towards the exit, kicking up water as he dashed through a puddle. It was finally going to be over.



But that victory was short-lived. Stella winced in pain as a sharp headache shot through her head. Her whole body tensed up, fur stood on end, and eyes went wide as an abnormal chill travelled down her spine.

Stella felt the harmony scarf tightening around her neck as complete and sudden silence filled the air. “Again?! Why?” Stella thought as her entire body slowed to a stop once more and she felt pressure build up in her head. Again, the world around her seemed to blur slightly as time froze, making her feel isolated from the space surrounding her. Again, the universe slowed down, her body frozen, but thoughts still in motion. Again, Stella became a spectator once more. Unable to move, only to witness.

But this time, the experience lasted much longer than a mere few seconds, and so, Stella quickly found that with a bit of effort, she could move her eyes around a little.

Stella was immediately distracted by the sight ahead of her, towards the countless rain droplets that seemed to be hovering around her. “Wow...” The eevee marveled at the otherworldly, dream-like sight, as slivers of light shone through the floating orbs of water. She then glanced past them towards the source of the light. In the distance, a lightning bolt was splitting into two as it slowly crawled its way across the darkened sky. “Holy crap that’s actual lightning…” Stella thought as she stared in awe at the cracked sky, as the rest of the world seemed to remain still. “But it’s not… completely frozen?” Stella wondered as she watched the lightning bolt form new branches as others fizzled out. “Maybe… It’s all slowed down?

The droplets of rain initially appeared to be suspended in the air, but after taking a brief moment to watch them, she noticed that the spheres of water actually quivered slightly, and were falling slowly towards the ground at speeds of barely a millimeter per second. “Oh, so time hasn’t completely stopped,” she noted. “It’s just really really slow.” A few were only inches from her face, so she could easily see the world refracted upside-down through them. “So amazing...” It challenged her notions about rain, she always thought they had a sharp tail that stuck upwards as they fell; like how you’d see them depicted in cartoons. She didn’t know that they looked like amorphous orbs of water as they fell.

Stella only admired the floating rain droplets for a brief moment, before her eyes were drawn to a soft glow just ahead of her.

Cress...” He was frozen mid-sprint, along with a splash of water that he kicked up as he ran through a puddle. A bright red glow seemed to envelop his body entirely. “Is that his… aura?” But within him, were a series of rainbow-colored strands of light, flowing through and inside of him almost like a fluid of sorts. They seemed to be flowing from a rainbow glowing point in his core. She had little time to consider it before another cluster of rainbow lights manifested just ahead of the quilava’s frozen form and caught her attention. “Those same lights...

Though not completely clear-sighted, Stella could see that the rainbow lights were more like a gas cloud. A nebulous gas cloud that seemed to sparkle a little in the light, almost like a gaseous emera. It seemed somewhat familiar to her.

The cloud began to expand rapidly, before suddenly rebounding and quickly compressing itself, coalescing into the shape of a… quilava? The wispy cloud vibrated and seemed to be blurred around the edges slightly, like a chromatic aberration, but was solid enough to be identifiable as some sort of ethereal projection of Cress, which mimicked the shape of his body along with even his bag and scarf.

What the…?” Stella stared as the misty projection sprinted towards the room with the dungeon exit portal, moving exactly like a quilava would. Once it reached the entrance of the room, her vision distorted for a moment as she felt a strange pulse of energy, like a blast of air, pass through her body.

The projection continued into the room, making its way to the center, until suddenly, an amorphous blob of rainbow mist fell from above, onto the floor in front of the projection. The glob seemed to shift and change incessantly, almost as if it was unsure as to what it wanted to be. Cress’s projection quickly hopped backwards, away from the blob before looking up. An uneasy feeling rose in her stomach as she followed the projection’s gaze upwards. Various other wispy clouds of mist, like the one in front of Cress’s projection, were clumped together within the ceiling itself. One by one, they began to fall to the ground where they surrounded the projection.

She couldn’t make out any distinct forms among the amorphous blobs of mist, but a gut feeling told her that they were a threat of some sort. That they were supposed to be pseudomon; a threat. It was the same feeling that she listened to when she dodged the vine whip from the ivysaur after the same experience; that strange notion that dug at the back of her mind. “What’s the meaning of all this?” Stella pondered as she tried to make sense of the ethereal projections.

With Cress’s projection surrounded, the clouds of mist slowly approached Cress. But just before they could, they all suddenly dissipated, her scarf loosened, steadily yet swiftly rain began to fall again, the lightning bolt far in the distance finally hit the ground, and Cress continued to sprint towards the portal, moving exactly like the projection… Exactly like the projection…

An uncanny feeling of deja-vu passed through Stella’s body as memories quickly flashed through her mind “...have you considered that perhaps the scarf is trying to protect you?” Madam Dravé had said. It was then that Stella realized. The ethereal projections of mist… They looked like the rainbow nebula that surrounded her in that one dream. “...it will change with you and let you see the truth of reality itself so you may defy it, seize the future...” the voice in her dream had said.

The future?” It was only a brief moment before Stella’s eyes went wide and she finally realized the meaning of what she saw. It was a warning. “WAIT, CRESS!!!” She began yelling in a panicked voice as she sprinted towards him. “DON’T GO THERE!!!”

Cress stopped and turned around just as he reached the entrance of the room. “Wha…?” Cress blurted out of confusion. “What’s wrong? The exit is right there!” But it was too late.

As soon as Cress laid a paw into the clearing, Stella could feel a shockwave of energy emanate from the room Cress was in and travel through her. It was a subtle force, like a blast of wind.

She tensed up and skidded to a stop once the wave passed through her. “Did you guys feel that?” she asked.

“Feel what?” Cress asked.

“Stella, are you okay?” Talia asked.

Stella hesitated for a moment as she looked between the two of them, both showing concerned expressions. “I...” She was barely sure of her own reasoning.

For a moment, only the sound of rain and wind flowing around them could be heard as an awkward silence passed between them.

Suddenly, a humongous feraligatr fell from above, landing directly behind Cress.

Stella held her breath and froze out of fear.

“Cress, look out!” Talia yelled.

Cress quickly turned around and found himself eye-to-eye with the giant pseudomon. It began to open its mouth. Cress’s eyes widened. “OH CRA-” He barely had time to dodge as he was blasted with a torrent of water from the feraligatr’s mouth. The water gun launched him directly into Talia who fell backwards as she caught him, softening his landing. The two skidded across the wet dirt and gravel before coming to a stop.

“Ughhh… You okay?” Talia asked as she pushed Cress off of herself and stood up.

“Ooof. That really hurt.” Cress let out a raspy cough followed by a small grunt. “Think I accidentally swallowed some water. But otherwise I’m fine.”

“What was that!?” Stella exclaimed uneasily.

Talia stared intently at the massive feraligatr as it let out a low, guttural growl. “No, it can’t be...”

Only a moment later, a few other pseudomon began falling from the bubbly ceiling above, landing behind the pseudo-feraligatr. Ivysaur, quagsire, and a few other species of pseudomon could be seen among the group.

“It’s a monster house!” Talia blurted out in disbelief. She immediately began rummaging through her bag.

“Seriously?” Cress whined. He stood up, wincing as he did so. “In this dungeon of all places? What are the chances?”

“A monster house?” Stella asked Talia, her voice choking up at the sign of more pseudomon.

Talia quickly pulled a slumber orb out of her bag. It was a translucent glassy pink, and contained a solid chunk of white calcite in its core, resembling a puffy cloud. “No time to explain, need to stop them before we can’t do anything about it.”

Talia needed to get close to use the orb, so she put it in her mouth and quickly began sprinting on all fours towards the still growing group of pseudomon.

As Talia approached, the feraligatr let loose with a massive water gun, directing it straight at her. She quickly stood up and blocked it with a protect barrier, but the impact staggered her, impeding her from moving forwards. As soon as the shield disappeared, the ivysaur next to the feraligatr leaned forward and let out a barrage of small razor sharp leaves that flew out from the bulb on its back. All aimed at Talia. At that moment, everything went wrong.

Talia put up her arms to block the incoming attack, but the pain from the cuts they made was too much to bear. “AHHHH!” She yelled with an open mouth, which made her drop the slumber orb. The razor sharp leaves then cut through her bag, tearing a hole open in it, and causing its contents to spill all over the ground. Talia gasped. “No! Without our items, we’re-” The feraligatr suddenly shot the distracted Talia with another water gun, tossing her back and scattering the items everywhere.

“Talia!” Cress and Stella yelled in unison. They both ran over to where she landed. “Are you okay?” Stella asked in a panicked voice.

Talia winced as she stood up. She had visible cuts all over her body. “I’m fine, but...” Her voice trailed off as she looked over at where the swarm of pseudomon were crowded together. At first, only the feraligatr and ivysaur noticed them, but now the other pseudomon were starting to take note of their presence. “Damn...” Talia muttered to herself.

“What do we do now?” Stella asked, panic rising in her voice.

Talia looked at all of the items scattered across the floor ahead of her. There wouldn’t be enough time to get anything with the crowd of pseudomon just ahead. Talia took a deep breath and removed her torn bag before speaking. “We can’t take them all at once. We’re going to need to retreat and regroup for now. Maybe we can find an alternate route.” She turned to look at Cress. “Set up a smokescreen and I’ll set up some toxic spikes to slow them down. Then we’ll start running.”

Cress nodded. “Right!” Cress took in a deep breath and began to spew a thick black smoke from his mouth as he started backing away from the group.

At the same time, Talia turned her back to the pseudomon and began scattering toxic spikes from her back across the floor.

Just as the black smoke finished covering the span of the passageway, Stella could barely make out the feraligatr who began rushing towards them on all fours.

Cress let out a sigh of relief, “That should keep them stalled fo-” The feraligatr leapt straight through the cloud of smoke, landing directly in the middle of the trio, and let out a deep, guttural roar.

“WHAAA!” Stella yelled in surprise.

“Now’s a good time to start running!” Cress exclaimed.

“Right behind you there!” Stella replied.

The trio took off at a sprint, with Cress at the lead and the feraligatr close behind at every turn they took. Stella was scared out of her mind, but the familiar feeling of blood and adrenaline pumping through her body, the runner’s high, kept her focused, kept her going. The feraligatr started taking pot shots at the group, firing off random beams of water as they ran. Cress quickly swerved around the corner of a boulder, Talia followed after narrowly dodging a water gun that whizzed over her head, and Stella quickly turned and skidded sideways across the wet earth to slow down, kicking up water and gravel into the air, before rounding the corner.

“How do we lose this guy?” Stella yelled.

“Look!” Cress yelled, “Up ahead!”

There was a large fallen log just ahead of them, and just underneath it, a small alcove caused by a dip in the terrain. However, just ahead to their left, was an open passage that led back to the monster house room they originally ran away from. Luckily for them, it was empty.

“We can get back to the exit stairs through there!” Cress exclaimed.

Unfortunately, a stray water gun whizzed by Stella’s head and hit Cress as they approached the passage entrance. “AHHHH!!!” The impact launched him forward, causing him to slide just underneath the cover of the log ahead of them.

He wasn’t moving.

“We have to help him!” Stella shouted. As soon as She and Talia ducked under the log and made their way to Cress, Talia exclaimed; “Help me pull him through!” Stella started pushing his body out from underneath with her head, and Talia pulled him out by grabbing onto his paws.

Stella and Talia had barely pulled Cress out from underneath the log to the other side just as the feraligatr stuck their head through the alcove, ravenously trying to bite and claw at the trio of pokémon that made it to the other side.

Talia was breathing heavily. “Hah… Hah… We should be safe for the moment.”

Cress meanwhile, was in a daze. “Ughhhhh...”

Talia quickly glanced around the clearing they now found themselves in. “Let’s pull him over here,” Talia said. The two pushed Cress under the cover of some nearby bushes and large tree roots.

“What the hell was that?!” Stella asked Talia.

“A monster house,” Talia said as she started rummaging through Cress’s bag. “Rarely, when a mystery dungeon becomes agitated in just the right way, a monster house forms in an open area. When you enter the trap, several pseudomon will spawn all at once, overwhelming the poor sap that entered the room.”

Stella nodded. “Damn… So that must’ve been what it was warning me about…”

“Huh?” Talia asked with a tilt of her head. “What was?”

Stella shook her head and dismissed Talia’s question. “Nevermind that, we can talk about it later. More importantly though, what about Cress? Will he be okay?”

Talia nodded. “Just a bit stunned from the impact. He should be fine in a bit; remember that injuries heal much faster here.” After a bit of rummaging, Talia pulled an oran berry out of Cress’s bag. “Can you give this to him while I take a look around?”

Stella nodded in response.

As soon as she found the oran berry, Stella pushed it up to Cress’s mouth with her paws. The irony was not lost on her; This was the same situation she was in when she woke up as a pokémon for the first time.

“We’ve got a problem,” Talia noted after taking a brief look around.

“Well, yeah.” Stella said jokingly as Cress finally stuffed the oran berry into his mouth on his own. “Kinda have a fiesty feraligatr on the other side of this log, along with the seven or eight other pseudomon that are now wandering around the dungeon, all probably looking for us. On top of that...” Stella turned to the dazed quilava. “Cress is out of commission for a bit.”

Talia shook her head. “No, I mean we’re trapped in here. This is a dead end.”

It didn’t take long for Stella to realize what Talia meant. The clearing they now found themselves in was surrounded on all sides by steep rocky walls.

“Oh, that’s a problem,” Stella realized.

“Indeed. We can’t climb out if we wanted to; Walls are too slick with water to grip onto.”

“But at least we can wait on this side until it gets tired or something,” Stella said. “We’re safe here.”

As if on cue, the feraligatr let out a frustrated roar from the other side of the log. “GRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”

Both pokémon tensed up and turned towards the pseudomon. It started to dig away ravenously at the soggy gravel underneath the log, rapidly making the alcove larger and larger. Suddenly, it threw its whole body underneath and started pulling itself through the enlarged alcove. But it got stuck halfway. Its tail made it too wide to pass through immediately.

Talia drew in a sharp breath. “Damn it! At that rate, it’s gonna make it through.” She turned to Stella. “Stay here and hide with Cress. I’ll pull its attention away from you two.”

“But I can help!” Stella protested. “You can’t take that thing on your own.”

Talia shook her head. “But I can stall it long enough for Cress to heal. He only needs two minutes at most with the oran berry.”

“But-”

“Stella!” Talia exclaimed. “We don’t have time to argue. Please, just trust me.”

Stella stared into Talia’s eyes. Her eyes conveyed confidence and conviction, but she was shivering; either from the cold rain or from fear. The cuts across her body had mostly healed, but were still plentiful. Despite that, Stella knew no matter what she said, Talia would insist. Stella simply nodded.

“GRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” With another guttural bellow and one last powerful push, the feraligatr forced itself through the alcove to the other side. Stella and Talia both turned towards the feraligatr. It wouldn’t be long before it found them. Without a word Talia ran towards the pseudomon, bursting out from the bushes.

“Hey fakie!” Talia yelled.

The feraligatr tilted it’s head in confusion for a moment, wondering why its opponent would openly show itself.

“Come and get me!”

“RRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” it let out a primal roar that would shake the will of even the bravest souls. Talia took a step backwards out of hesitation, but ultimately stood her ground.

“Ughhh Stella,” Cress muttered before rolling over and standing up. “What’s happening? So dizzy...”

The feraligatr began to rush Talia on all fours with bared fangs. Talia backsteped several times and scattered out toxic spikes from her back across the floor ahead of her. The pseudomon stepped on them, winced in pain, and lost its footing as it fell to the ground and began to slide across the slick gravel. As it slid across the wet earth, Talia jumped up and forwards into the air, before landing on its back as it slid under her, delivering a single potent poison jab to its back using her falling momentum. “GRAAAHHHHH!!!” The feraligatr cried out in pain. With the pseudomon now vulnerable, Talia quickly followed up with a flurry of poison jabs to its back.

Suddenly, the feraligatr reached an arm onto its back, grabbed Talia and slammed her against the floor in front of him. “AHHKKKK” Talia let out an audible choking sound as the air was forced out of her lungs.

“Talia!” Stella yelled.

The feraligatr crawled forward towards the stunned Talia with the intent to tear into her with its teeth. With Talia now between its jaws, it crunched down, but Talia quickly put up a protect barrier, keeping the feraligatr’s jaws pried open long enough for her to roll out of the way.

Talia scrambled to her feet as the feraligatr realized it missed its mark. Both of them stood up eyeing the other, considering their next move.

“I have to do something,” Cress said as he began to walk forward, but tripped out of disorientation. “Ughhh...” It was clear he still needed time to recover.

“Cress...” Stella muttered with clenched teeth before turning back to the scene ahead of her.

The feraligatr quickly launched a blast of water at Talia. She deftly sidestepped away from it, but the feraligatr followed up with another water gun aimed at where Talia dodged to, lifting her off her feet and launching her into the air.

Stella winced as the harmony scarf tightened firmly around her neck like a strained muscle, with even more force than before. This was a desperate warning. Time slowed to a stop again as the world, rain, and wind around her remained suspended.

Talia was now floating, suspended in the air along with the beam of water that was shot from the feraligatr’s mouth. She was glowing in a deep navy blue. It was hard to make out from a distance, but it seemed as if there was a rainbow-colored energy that was flowing through her insides, the same phenomenon she witnessed in Cress earlier.

The pseudo-feraligatr meanwhile, lacked the same properties as Talia. Stella could see through it like Cress and Talia, but it’s insides could only be described as a glowing and chaotic shifting mass of grainy rainbow sand or colorful tv static. It appeared to be very similar to the powder that pseudomon turn into when destroyed.

Like before, a nebulous cloud of wispy gas manifested before Talia and the feraligatr, both taking the shapes of their respective entities and beginning to project their actions. As if time was still in motion, the projection of Talia flew at full speed into a rock behind the actual, frozen Talia. Her projection stopped moving. The projection of the feraligatr then rushed forward, phasing through the real Talia suspended in the air, towards her projection. Talia’s projection made no effort to escape as the feraligatr picked her up in its jaws and…

Oh Arceus no...” Stella was unable to look away. Though it was only a projection made of mist, the idea of Talia being eaten dug a pit in her stomach. But what could she do? Talia and the feraligatr were too far away for her to interfere in time. And even if she could, what could she do to stop the massive beast? As her worries continued to mount, the mist dissipated, and time slowly began to resume. “No!” Talia began to inch her way through the air, and the rain was now falling at a discernable speed. “What can I do?” Talia flew even faster towards the boulder. “Is it really hopeless?

A chill passed through Stella as a familiar memory suddenly manifested itself in her head. “Will you be subject to the ebb and flow of the universe, or is your will strong enough to make your own change; to create your own destiny? ...I can only hope that even in your lowest moments that your resolve stays true, for the dyadian artifact’s strength comes from only the strength of your will and determination alone

No!” Stella yelled in her mind. “I have the harmony scarf with me. I have to stay focused. I can figure this out. I have to figure this out!” She couldn’t stay idle and let Talia perish.

As if on her command, Stella felt her mind strain as time stopped speeding up and instead slowed to a near stop, still moving, but much slower than before.

Okay okay… I got time. Think Stella, think!

Stella knew that her only hope was to pull the feraligatr’s attention away from Talia and onto herself. Of course, that meant she would have to fight the pseudomon, but she could figure out how to do that later; She needed to focus on the current problem. From the timing of the projection, she knew she couldn’t sprint fast enough to hit the feraligatr before it attacked Talia, even if she used a quick attack.

The longer time stayed frozen, Stella could feel more and more pressure build up in her head. She only had so much time left.

She could yell at the feraligatr to grab its attention, but the heavy rain surrounding her would likely drown out her voice. Stella wished she had ranged moves to poke the feraligatr from a distance.

Ranged moves?” Stella thought to herself. Though frozen, she could still turn her eyes to look at Cress, their only ranged attacker. He was too dizzy to be able to fire off an ember fast enough. “Can he really not help here?

Stella paused for a moment in thought, that is, before realizing that wasn’t completely true. Cress couldn’t fire off an ember, sure, but he had something else that could work as a ranged attack, something she could use.

Oh thank Arceus Cress for your hoarder mentality.

Now with a proper plan of action, and her head feeling like it was about to explode, Stella allowed her mind to relax. The harmony scarf loosened around her neck and time quickly resumed, as complete silence was replaced with the roaring sounds of wind, rain, and thunder. With renewed determination, Stella narrowed her eyes and steeled herself. “Let’s do this.”

“Talia!” Cress yelled as soon as time resumed and he watched Talia get launched across the clearing. Stella quickly dashed over to Cress in a heartbeat and stuck her head into his bag. “Huh?! What are you...” The quilava began to protest, but before he could finish, Stella had already grabbed the two items she needed in her mouth and began running into the clearing. At that point, Talia was already lying against the boulder and the feraligatr was now preparing to lunge at her.

Stella dropped one of the items on the ground and kept the other in her mouth. “This better hurt!” Stella puffed up her cheeks and “PHWWWIP!” The gravelerock she spit out of her mouth whizzed through the air and “BAM!” hit the feraligatr in the back of the neck. It recoiled in pain and tripped onto the ground.

“Hey dipshit!”

Stella’s disposition quickly changed from one of worry to one of anger. Though she hadn’t known them for long, Cress and Talia were the pokémon who introduced her to this world and helped her when she felt lost and confused. They helped take care of her and taught her so much over the past few weeks; everything she’d learned about how to be a pokémon was because of them. She wasn’t about to let some freak of nature mess with them, especially now that she had the power to stop it.

The feraligatr quickly turned its head to see who had attacked it. Stella then picked up the other gravelerock she dropped the ground and “PHWWWIP!” launched it straight at the feraligatr’s face. “GRRRRAHHH!!!” The feraligatr held its snout in pain as it recoiled from the unexpected sharp pain.

Damn, I’m a good shot...” Stella thought.

“Yeah, it hurts doesn’t it?!” Stella yelled. “Why don’t you think about that next time you go harassing my friends!”

“Stella! What are you doing?!” Cress yelled.

“Trying to save Talia and your butt!”

“But you can’t take that thing on your own!”

Stella gritted her teeth. “We’ll see about that,” Stella muttered to herself before facing the feraligatr. She had no other choice to trust the harmony scarf to work its magic. The feraligatr let out a roar of frustration as soon as it realized who its attacker was. “GRAAAAAHHHH!!!” A sudden rush of adrenaline flowed through Stella’s body as she let out a battle cry “YAAAAAAA!!!” and began to rush down the feraligatr with a quick attack.

“No Stella!” Cress cried out. He tried to get up and sprint after her, but fell to the ground. “It’ll kill you!”

Stella’s scarf tightened again, time slowed only for a brief moment, but this time she saw a projection of the feraligatr launching a water gun at her, maw wide open. Time quickly resumed, a second passed, and with exact knowledge of how she was to be attacked, Stella deftly dodged the incoming water gun without compromising her speed. The scarf tightened again, time froze, another vision, another projected water gun, then time resumed. The feraligatr was going to aim a little too high, so she only had to duck her head to avoid the next shot. It only barely grazed her ears, passing directly between them. The visions started to become second nature. The scarf tightened, a vision of a water gun, she sidestepped to the right, the stream of water only passing an inch to her left.

“What the…?” Cress muttered as he stared at Stella in awe. “How is she dodging them so flawlessly?”

Once Stella was only a few meters away from the feraligatr, the scarf tightened again and showed her a vision of the pseudomon crouching down to sweep at her with its claw. Big mistake. Once the feraligatr began to crouch down, Stella jumped into the air over its claw. And as the feraligatr began to swipe at where it expected Stella to still be, Stella was already right in the feraligatr’s face. “WHAM!” With the feraligatr’s face now lower to the ground, Stella had just the right angle to ram into it, knocking the pseudomon back a few meters.

Man that felt good.” Stella thought as she landed on the ground after the attack.

The feraligatr then stood up, holding onto its snout with its claw after getting hit there twice by the small eevee. “GRAAAAAHHHH!!!” The feraligatr roared in anger as it began to rush towards Stella.

“You want some more!?” Stella stood her ground, confident in the scarf’s power. It tightened around her neck again, and showed her the feraligatr rushing her down, throwing out a series of swipes in quick succession until it's ninth swipe where it used too much force and lost its balance, preventing a tenth one. Though the projection passed through her as it rushed towards her, and wasn’t in her immediate line of sight anymore, she could somehow “sense” the projection moving behind her. It was almost like she already knew how it was moving, without even needing to see it herself. Time resumed and Stella began dodging backwards, counting every attack. “One, two, three...” Backstep, backstep, backstep... “...four, five, six…” One dodge after another until... “...seven, eight, nine!” the feraligatr lost its balance for a moment after the ninth swipe. Knowing the opportunity would be there, Stella had already dashed towards the feraligatr’s leg just as the ninth swipe missed, and bit down hard into it. “GRRRRAAAAAAHH!!!” The feraligatr yelled in pain. It struggled for a moment until it kicked Stella off of its leg. Her teeth raked across the pseudomon’s leg as she was flung off, leaving long marks across the feraligatr’s leg. She went flying and skidded across the gravel for a few feet before coming to a stop. The wounds were glowing and sparkled in a flurry of rainbow colors, revealing a glimpse of the pseudomon’s insides. And yet it still stood. The feraligatr limped slowly towards Stella on its injured leg.

“How are you still alive!?” Stella yelled at the pseudomon in surprise. As Stella tried to get up, the feraligatr suddenly tried to rush down Stella in one final desperate attempt. Stella gasped. She braced for impact, but suddenly, “AHHHKKKK!!!” The feraligatr let out a sickly bellow, slowed to a stop, fell to its knees, then dropped face-first into the dirt just inches from where Stella lay.

Stella scurried back upon seeing the pseudomon’s gaping jaws land right next to her. It didn’t move. She could only hear the sound of its strained breathing.

“What the...” Once Stella stood up, she understood why it had fallen. Talia was on the feraligatr’s back and had stuck a poison spike in the base of its neck.

“GRRAAAHH!!!” Talia let out a grunt of effort as she thrust her arms downwards and drove the spike deeper into the pseudomon’s nape with her claws, causing it to convulse for a moment before it finally went limp. The feraligatr suddenly dissipated into a colorful rainbow mist, causing Talia to fall to the floor where she landed on her feet. Talia tossed the poison spike to the side, closed her eyes for a moment, and let out a heavy sigh before opening her eyes and smiling. “Good riddance to that beast.”

It took a moment for Stella to process what just happened. Almost instantly, the mood took a complete 180 turn. Tears of happiness started to form in Stella's eyes as a smile grew across her face. “Talia!” Stella exclaimed excitedly before sprinting straight into Talia’s arms.

“Oof!” Talia was caught off guard as Stella leaped into her arms and she embraced the ecstatic eevee in a hug. Though Stella was much smaller than her, Talia was knocked onto her rump by the sudden tackle.

“You’re okay!” Stella exclaimed as she lifted her head to look at Talia. “I thought you were knocked out completely when you got rammed into that boulder.”

Talia shook her head. “I should’ve been, but I only was stunned for a short bit. Just before I landed, I used a protect barrier to shield myself from most of the damage of the impact. Though it wasn’t too strong since I used one just beforehand. Difficult to use multiple in a row.”

“Protect barrier? I didn’t see that. And the visions didn’t show me that either,” Stella muttered to herself. She assumed that Talia took the full brunt of the attack because the ethereal projections showed her that was the case, but she never actually saw Talia land, she only saw her fly through the air, and then noticed that Talia was on the ground after she grabbed the gravelerock. The visions she was shown of the pseudomon attacking her with moves were consistently correct down to the littlest detail, so why was the projection of Talia slightly off?

“Visions?” Talia asked.

Stella shook her head. “I think I have a few things to explain to you guys.”

“Hey you guys!”

The duo turned to the sound of the voice. “WHAAA!” “WOAH!” Stella and Talia both exclaimed as they were tackled and knocked over by an overexcited quilava, throwing them all into a big pile.

“You’re okay Talia! And Stella, that was amazing!” Cress exclaimed. “I’ve never seen such good footwork before! Your dodges were amazing! It was almost like you knew what it was going to do before it did! That was some of the best fighting I-”

“I’m glad that you’re feeling better Cress,” Stella interrupted, “but can you please get off of us now? You’re kinda smushing both of us.”

“Oh!” Cress stuttered in realization. “Sorry about that.” With an embarrassed smile, he proceeded to get off Stella and Talia. “Guess I got a little too excited. But seriously Stella, how did you pull that off? We didn’t teach you that much.”

Stella nodded. “I’ll explain, but first can we get somewhere safer and where it’s not raining?” Stella then shook off what seemed like a gallon of water from her fur. “This rain is starting to get on my nerves.” Stella put a paw to her head. “Plus I have this ridiculous headache. Wasn’t the dungeon exit right by the entrance to this clearing?”



After the trio snuck their way from the hidden clearing to the dungeon exit, Talia led the group to a small cave just outside the dungeon that acted as a rest point for survey teams and other weary travellers. Talia lost her bag in the scuffle, but they still had Cress’s bag, which was filled with food they had brought along with them for the journey, on top of the extra food he picked up in the dungeon. Despite Cress’s bag being completely intact, both his and Talia’s green scarves were completely shredded from the fighting, making them useless for staying warm when worn, so instead, Cress used them as tinder for a small fire to keep themselves warm. As soon as Talia passed around some food, and the trio all settled down into cozy spots by the fire, Stella began to explain what she experienced.

“So, from what you’re telling us, basically you can see into the future?” Cress asked.

Stella shook her head. “Not exactly.”

“It’s more like…” Stella took a bite out of the persim berry she was holding. “This sort of strange state I guess I can go into. It starts when the harmony scarf tightens around my neck, then time slows down to an extremely slow speed. It’s basically frozen. When everything is slowed down, I can see and also feel these projections of rainbow mist. I don’t have to be looking at them directly to know where they are and how they are moving. I’m not sure exactly how I knew, I just sorta… knew.”

Stella took another bite out of the berry as she tried to figure out if she was even explaining what she saw properly to her companions. “But anyways, they moved around, showing me the actions the pseudomon was about to take, but it looked like the projections only showed what the pseudomon was doing and whoever they attacked.”

Stella scrunched her brows as she paused for a moment to think. “For some reason though, the projection didn’t show Talia using a protect barrier to soften her landing when she was propelled into the boulder. The projections were completely, one hundred percent accurate all the other times, so why not then...?” Stella muttered to herself.

Cress and Talia looked at each other as if looking for an answer from the other. They seemed to have no ideas either.

Stella shook her head. Her headache made it difficult to focus on any one thing for too long, so she decided to leave the speculation for now and instead focus on the rest of what she actually saw. “Well besides all that, I could also see some strange glowing lights inside of both of you and the pseudomon.”

“Glowing lights?” Cress asked. “So… besides being able to predict the pseudomon, you can also see our auras?”

Talia shook her head as she finished her food and crossed her arms together. “Hmmmm. No, that can’t just be it. According to aura sensing pokémon who have written books on the topic, pseudomon don’t have auras. On top of that, auras are typically perceived as surrounding the body. There’s something more to this...”

“Huh...” Stella muttered to herself as she finished the berry she was holding. “Well the glowing lights inside you guys were different than the ones inside the feraligatr,” Stella explained. She then paused for a moment and stared out into the rain as she tried to figure out how she would describe this next part. She turned back to the group. “The ones inside the feraligatr looked more chaotic, like a windstorm, but the ones inside you guys looked more orderly like a river.” Stella then paused for a moment, unsure of herself. “It’s hard to describe exactly. It was a bit overwhelming getting all of that info at once, so remembering it all isn’t that much easier.” Stella grunted and winced as she put a paw to her forehead. “Sorry, but this headache isn’t helping much with my focus either.” Stella turned to Cress. “Can you pass me another persim berry?”

“Sure thing!” Cress walked over to Stella on his hind legs, holding the berry in his front two paws.

Talia watched curiously as the exchange happened. She appeared to be contemplating something.

“Thanks!” Stella said as she fumbled with the berry for a moment before finally balancing it between her paws. “Ugh, I feel like I took twenty math tests,” Stella said before she bit into the juicy berry. “But the sound of the rain outside helps me relax,” Stella said as she stared back out into the rain. “Reminds me of my home back in Syllose…” Her voice trailed off. “It rains a lot there.”

“Oh!” Stella exclaimed in realization. “You know, I thought I saw something that looked like an aura around you two,” Stella recalled as she turned back to the group. “There was a different glow outside both of your bodies, something the pseudomon didn’t have.” Stella turned to Talia. “You had a sort of deep bluish glow around you.” Stella then turned to Cress. “And you had a sort of bright red glow surrounding you.”

“Woah, that’s so cool...” Cress said in amazement. “Sure does sound like aura. Makes sense too that I’d have a fiery red one! Hey, what do you think Talia?” Cress turned his head to Talia, but she appeared to be deep in thought. “Talia?” Cress asked.

“Hm?” Talia muttered before shaking her head. “Oh apologies, I was just thinking of something.” Talia then turned to Stella. “Your description definitely does sound like aura. Or at least, similar enough to what I’ve read on the topic.” Talia paused for a moment before asking her next question. “Say Stella... do you happen to remember when this headache of yours started?”

“My headache?” Stella asked. “Uhm... yeah. It started a little after I saw the projection of the feraligatr attacking you. How come?”

Talia nodded. “I was wondering if it could have something to do with your strange experiences, but you said you had a similar experience happen to you twice before with the monster house and the ivysaur attack?”

Stella nodded.

“Hrmm.” Talia paused for a moment to ponder. “If the headache didn’t start with the ivysaur attack, then maybe it might not be...”

“No no,” Stella said suddenly. “I think you might be onto something there. Whenever time started to freeze, I always felt a sharp headache as the scarf tightened. Almost like I was thinking really really hard.” Stella then scrunched up her brow as she tried to focus while dealing with her headache. “Each time the scarf tightened though, it felt like it got easier. I was getting used to it. But in that last fight with the feraligatr, I figured out I could force time to stay frozen longer so I could have enough time to save you. Because of that, my head started to hurt even more. It was then that I got this more intense headache.”

“Hmmm I see,” Talia muttered. “Then perhaps it’s not time slowing down, but your mind speeding up?”

“What do you mean?” Stella asked as she finished her fourth persim berry.

“What I mean is that the last time I’ve ever seen a pokémon eat that many persim berries in a row is after a psychic burnout.”

“Psychic burnout?” Stella asked with a raised brow.

Talia nodded. “It’s a temporary condition psychic type pokémon can get from using their psychic abilities too much in a short amount of time without proper practice or rest. Usual symptoms are headaches, lack of focus, and a craving for persim berries.”

“But I’m not a psychic type.”

Talia shook her head. “I don’t think it matters in this case. Psychic types use their minds when they use their psychic abilities. Much like our arms and legs are muscles, the brain is a muscle that can be overexerted and tire itself out. An overexerted mind is what ultimately causes a psychic burnout.”

“So if my head hurts more the longer I try to prolong that state,” Stella said as she slowly began to realize. “And now I’m feeling the symptoms of psychic burnout after doing all that...”

“Then it likely means that ability requires a great deal of focus from your mind,” Talia finished. “Perhaps the harmony scarf tightening around your neck is simply a trigger for that mechanism. Once it senses danger, it focuses your mind and helps you process all the information you need quickly, thus why it seems to you that time is frozen.”

“Huh, that makes sense,” Stella replied. “I guess if the scarf is causing all that, then maybe it’s the scarf itself that’s showing me and creating these projections.”

“And our auras too!” Cress exclaimed. “It shows you everything you need to know about what’s going around you in just a split second. That’s amazing! No wonder you were able to fight that feraligatr so well.”

Stella nodded. “I guess so.” She then lifted up the scarf in her paw and stared into its geometric pattern. “Looks like this scarf is the real deal after all.”

Cress then began to stretch out his entire body like a cat, letting out a few puffs of flame out of his back and yawning as he did so. “Ahhhhhhh, good stuff. Feeling ready to head off to bed. How about you guys?”

“Just about,” Talia said. “We’re all exhausted from that ordeal. Best we get some rest as soon as possible. Not too long until we reach Luminaire, but no way we’re getting there now with the sun setting and the rain outside.” Talia turned to Stella. “How about you?”

“Same here,” Stella replied. “I’m feeling the sleepies coming on.” Stella hesitated for a moment before asking her next question. “But before we do, can I ask you two a question?”

“Yeah, what’s up?” “Sure thing.” Cress and Talia both spoke in turn.

“Was there any reason you two were so insistent on keeping me from fighting?”

Talia and Cress looked at each other silently for a moment.

“Look, I know the conditions inside the dungeon were dangerous. And yes, I would’ve definitely gotten hurt.” Stella pursed her lips for a moment as she thought about what she was going to say next. “But both of you taught me what I needed to know to defend myself. You two know I can defend myself. And I don’t want to just do nothing if it means you two have to suffer more. So why...”

“It’s because you are a human,” Cress blurted out. He instantly looked down and seemed embarrassed as soon as he said it. Even Talia who normally held a stern face seemed to be embarrassed.

“A… wha...? What do you mean by that?”

An awkward silence fell upon them before Talia began speaking. “Cress and I talked about it last night after you went to sleep. You are the only human we’ve ever known. Like I’ve said before, your species is held in high regard among us because it was your race that raised us to higher intelligence and originally helped jumpstart our entire society among the many other things your race provided for us.” Talia fiddled with her claws. “And if you’re here in our world, then it must be for something of great importance, like the human from the dyads of legend. Especially with that scarf on you.” Talia let out a deep sigh. “If we let anything happen to you...”

“What? Is that it? Really?” Stella asked with a slight tone of incredulity in her voice.

Cress and Talia went silent, seemingly confused by Stella’s sudden comment.

Stella scoffed. “Ughhhh. C’mon guys, that’s such a silly reason! Don’t you think?”

“Uh...” Cress uttered hesitantly, unsure of what to say.

Stella took a deep breath. “Okay, look guys.” Stella said as she looked between her two companions. “Firstly, yeah. I am a human turned pokemon. But just because I’m a human, doesn’t mean you guys have to treat me any differently!” Stella began raising her voice. “I mean, look at me! I’m a freaking eevee now! And secondly, all that nonsense about me having some ‘special purpose’ or ‘magical destiny’ here? That’s all just speculation! I mean, heck! For all we know, I just happened to randomly stumble onto this scarf and now I’m being taken on the trip of my life every time I go to sleep!”

Stella paused for a moment as she looked between the two of them. They both seemed to be a bit surprised at her outburst. She sighed and quieted down her voice. “Look, I just want us to be friends. No special human status or whatnot. Okay? While I’m here, I’m just another pokémon like you guys. I mean sure, there’s still a lot of stuff I need both of your help with since I’m still not one hundred percent used to all this pokémon stuff.” Stella looked out into the rain for a moment as she tried to find something else to say. “Actually that’s it. I don’t have much else to say.”

She then turned back to Cress and Talia. “I know it was only a minor thing, you two wanting to keep me from fighting. But I hate it when someone else tries to put me up on a high pedestal. And I don’t want you guys to have that perspective anymore.” Stella chuckled to herself. “I guess I had a bit more to say than I thought.” She then shook her head. “I’m just rambling at this point. But yeah, let’s just be friends, ya know?”

A brief moment of silence passed between them before Cress spoke up. “Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good. Hear you loud n’ clear.” He smiled before turning to Talia.

Talia crossed her arms and nodded while smiling softly. “Well said. Your comments ring true. We shouldn’t be treating a friend as any more or any less than one of our own.”

Stella nodded as she looked between the both of them. “Well... good! Glad you guys get it. And uh…” Stella glanced downwards awkwardly for a moment before looking back towards Cress and Talia. “Thanks for listening. Both of you.” Stella put on a soft smile. She then stared out into the forest, listening to the torrential battering of rain against soil and leaves, and the periodic sound of thunderous lightning.

Stella then turned back to the fire and stretched out her body, letting out a huge yawn. “Should probably head off to sleep now though. Rain is making me sleepy. Headache isn’t gonna get any better if I just wait around either.” Stella then proceeded to lie down by the campfire.

Cress nodded as he lowered his body to the ground. “Definitely! Feel like I’m gonna pass out. Body is aching all over because of that fight.” He then proceeded to siddle his way closer to the campfire, much closer than anyone else would’ve dared to.

“Agreed,” Talia said as she laid down and curled up by the fire. “Good night you two.”

“Night!” Cress exclaimed.

But before Stella replied, she noticed an issue. Talia was shivering slightly, despite being right next to the fire. She realized that unlike herself and Cress, Talia didn’t have any fur, so it was much harder for her to keep warm.

“Oh this won’t work,” Stella mumbled as she stood up and laid down right next to Talia.

“Stella? What are you-”

“I’m keeping you warm silly,” Stella said. “You’re obviously cold. Especially now that your scarf is gone.”

“But I don’t need-” Talia protested.

“Oh shush,” Stella interrupted. “I’m cold too. We’ll stay warmer this way.”

“Ooooh! Are we doing a lava pile?” Cress asked as he walked over to the two, then laid down and cozied up against Talia’s other side, leaving her sandwiched between him and Stella.

“Cress? You too?” Talia said.

“Heck yeah! Lava piles are always great!” Cress exclaimed.

Talia chuckled for a moment. “Thank you. I appreciate the gesture. Both of you.”

“No problem Talia,” Stella said. “And uh… What’s a lava pile?” Stella asked as she tried to crane her head to get a look at Cress. Talia was about twice as large as Stella so it was easy for her to block Stella’s line of sight to Cress.

“It’s a thing I’d do with my brothers and sisters during the winter!” Cress exclaimed. “We’d all gather together in one spot in our den, then pile on top of each other so that we were a big mass of warmth, fuzziness, and happiness!”

“I’d rather nobody sleep on top of each other tonight,” Talia said.

“Uh yeah. Me neither,” Stella said. “That’s a bit weird. This is good enough.”

“Oh well, your loss then,” Cress said. “Night all.”

“Night.” “Good night.” Stella and Talia both said. The trio, all clumped together for warmth, tried to slowly fall asleep to the sound of rain, thunder, and the crackling thunder.

“Hey guys?” Stella asked.

“Stella, we really should go to sleep now,” Talia said.

“Just one more thing,” Stella said. “I think I thought of a good team name for you guys.”

“I’m down to hear it,” Cress said. “What is it?”

“Talia said that she wanted a team name that represented both of your aspirations in some way. Both of you have dreams where you want to change the world for the better or change yourself, and I was thinking about that crazy windstorm we all just went through”

“Uh huh?” Cress muttered. “On on.”

“Well, I’ve been learning a bit about mythology from different cultures in school recently. This whole experience reminded me of this one deity we learned about. The god of the west wind. The bringer of change and the springtime, the season that brings life.”

“Well, that doesn’t sound too bad.” Talia said. “What would the team name be though? Team Westwind?”

“No...” Stella said. “How about... Team Zephyrus.”


End of Part 1: Zephyrus
 
Chapter 9: Masked

Oculus049

Waiting for something to happen...?
“Some say that emera, or morphae, as it's called by humans, is the essence of all of creation. It is the physical manifestation of the potential to change, to create change, to undergo change... Though its existence is known by very few and understood by even fewer, the etheric substance is fundamental to the proper functioning of all life.”


Just a few miles from Luminaire...

A brown oak merchant caravan made its way along a dirt road that wound its way through a dense forest. It lurched from side to side, pulled forth by a mudsdale at a slow but steady pace. On its side was an icon of a kecleon. The owner of the caravan, a kecleon, sat at the front and seemed to be lazily staring through the trees around them. A lucario and a luxio were resting on the roof of the caravan. The lucario casually laid on its back and stared up at the sky while the luxio felt content lying down and resting their head on their front paws. Both carried small satchels and wore similarly-patterned scarves. The luxio specifically, had a purple scarf while the lucario had a green one. A small silver badge was pinned to both their scarves. It was shaped like a pokéball flanked on both sides with wings; the symbol of the mystery dungeon surveyors guild.

“Hrrrm...” the luxio mumbled to herself as she turned to the side and stared pensively into the woods. “Ugh...” she muttered again before readjusting herself.

“Something wrong Lexi?” The lucario asked, tilting his head over to look at the luxio. “You seem rather restless.”

“Pfft, why are you even asking me? You already know why Flint.”

“Boredom then?”

Lexi nodded. “Yep.” She slowly moved her front paws together, letting a small blue arc of electricity hop between them. She watched the spark with a dull face as it flickered on and off. On and off. On and off...

“Maybe wanna hear a story to pass the time?” Flint suggested.

“Pfft, sure. That is, if I wanna pass the time sleeping. Your stories are dull as hell.”

Flint let out a chuckle. “No question there. That’s what happens when you grow up with ancient history lessons as your bedtime stories.”

The conversation paused for a moment. The rattling of the caravan wheels and clopping of hooves filled the silence.

“Do you think… do you think we’ll get attacked?” Lexi asked hesitantly. “By the bandits I mean.”

“Unsure,” Flint said plainly. “But they’ll definitely think twice about it. I asked Deldrick a bit about their tactics. Apparently, they have been using stealth to approach the caravans before using a smoke bomb to cloud their entry and escape.” The lucatio pointed up towards the sky where a fletchinder circled overhead. “Once they see Torri watching out for them, they’ll probably call it quits and run off.”

“Ugh… that sucks,” Lexi complained.

Flint snorted. “Looking for a good scrap I take it?”

Lexi nodded back. “Pfft, of course.”

Flint stretched out his arms and sat upright in a criss-cross so that he was facing the luxio. “Lexi, you need to take it easy.” He held his left shoulder with his opposing arm and rotated it a few times to stretch it out. “We’re getting paid to sit back and do nothing”

Lexi sighed. “I guess so. Still don’t get why Deldrick called the whole team to take this job. These bandits are probably weaklings if they use wimpy tactics like that. Torri could probably take them all on her own if they decided to show up.”

Flint chuckled before shrugging. “Heh, she probably could. But it pays to be safe. Since they use smoke bombs, we’re never quite sure how many and who they ar-”

“CRACK CRACK CRACK!!!” Something appeared to fall through the trees just ahead, breaking tree branches and scattering leaves everywhere. “BOOM!!!” The object smashed against the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust and dirt!

Flint jumped to his feet in an instant, taking on a battle stance.

Lexi hopped to her feet as well, the fur on her body spiked up and electricity surged across it.

The mudsdale stopped in place, but seemed relatively unfazed by the loud sound.

“WOWZA!” The Kecleon exclaimed, “what in Arceus’s name was that?”

All attention was on the dust cloud made from the impact of whatever fell from the sky above. The dust cloud slowly cleared, revealing…

Flint bit his lip once he saw who it was.

Lexi gasped. “Torri!”

Flint and Lexi jumped off of the roof of the caravan and sprinted towards the injured fletchinder. Flint rolled over Torri’s body to check her condition while Lexi scanned the area for any threats.

“She’s just unconscious.” Flint noted calmly. “That was a pretty bad fall she took.”

“Was it the bandits?” Lexi exclaimed, still on full alert.

“No, I don’t think so,” Flint said as he looked skywards out of intuition, checking for a possible cause of the fall, but he only saw scattered cloudy skies. He then went back to checking Torri’s body. “I didn’t sense any other pokémon and she wouldn’t have gone down so quickly without a sound, so it’s rather unlikely...” Flint’s voice faltered and eyes went wide once he flipped Torri over. There were talon marks raked across her back. He quickly looked skywards again for any signs of the attacker. Only wispy clouds. Flint’s heart began to race.

“Arceus damn.” Flint muttered to himself before quickly standing up and turning around. “Kecleon! Get inside the caravan! We’re under attack!”

“Yikes! Yessir lucario!” The kecleon quickly scampered into a small hatch on the side of the caravan.

“So it is the bandits?!” Lexi exclaimed, turning back to Flint.

“Yeah,” Flint said, “has to be. There are talon marks raked across her back and wings.”

“Damn… Will she be fine?”

“Should be, her wounds aren’t that severe.” Flint gritted his teeth. “The impact from the fall though… It’ll probably leave her unconscious for a while.”

Flint’s ear twitched at the sound of something landing near his feet. He looked down. “Crap.”

“PFWOOSH! PFWOOSH! PFWOOSH!” The smoke bomb, and what sounded like a few others, exploded, instantly covering the two in a thick cloud of white smoke. Flint could barely see Lexi, who was only a few meters away.

“WOAH!” Lexi yelped.

“Shhhhhh! Be quiet!” Flint whispered through gritted teeth. “If you talk, it makes it easier for them to track yo-”

Flint’s eyes went wide as Lexi was dragged away into the mist by some seemingly invisible force. “WHAAAAA!!!”

Flint reached out an arm towards Lexi, and was about to call out her name, but what happened next spooked him into silence.

He saw flashes of yellow, bolts of lightning, glowing through the mist. He heard the sounds of a struggle.

“Hey! Get off of me!” Lexi yelled. “You little-!”

Though after only a few moments of fighting, everything fell silent. Flint could only hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest, fear welling up inside of him.

“What the hell...” Flint muttered under his breath as he clenched his paws tight. For the brief moment he could see Lexi’s aura as she was fighting, it looked like she was being pummeled by some sort of invisible force. Or perhaps an attacker he couldn’t see with his aura sensors? Doubt took over his mind, losing all focus just trying to process what he saw. He had no clue who or what he was going up against anymore. Was this enemy beyond him?

“That’s two of them. Where’s the lucario?” Flint’s ear twitched as he barely caught wind of a quiet voice ahead, near where Lexi fell.

“Shut it!” Another voice said through seemingly gritted teeth. “Don’t let them hear you.”

Flint took a deep breath and tried to regain his composure. “Of course,” Flint thought to himself. “They are just regular pokémon using some sort of trickery to hide their auras and freak me out. It’s nothing more than that.”

Flint noticed that the smoke was starting to clear, and he could just barely make out Lexi’s body and the figures of her attackers. They were both smaller than him, but he only had a momentary advantage, the smoke would clear soon. Before he could start dashing towards them however, he was hit from behind with something blunt at the nape of his neck.

“Ack!” Flint yelped as he fell to the ground from the sudden blow. He rolled over to get a look at his attacker, only to be met with a sharp claw pressed up against his neck, followed by a giant foot on his chest, the sheer weight pinning him down.

The lucario was now face-to-face with a giant pokémon wearing an intimidating metal-plated mask. The creature’s sharp, topaz-yellow eyes seemed to stare into his soul. It took a moment for him to realize what pokémon it was from the shape of the mask, but Flint was looking at a garchomp equipped with full metal armor. He wasn’t in a good position to get a good look at the whole thing in detail though.

Flint’s fear was palpable. He had wide eyes and his heart was beating out of his chest. He was certain that if he tried anything to escape the garchomp’s hold, then that claw would be thrust straight into his neck. This was supposed to be a simple job against simple thieves. How did these bandits take them down so easily?

“You guys should be more careful.” The garchomp spoke with a deep, gravelly voice. “This one was about to rush you two down.”

“Oh uh… Thanks chief!” One of the pokémon answered.

“You guys can thank me by not being so careless next time,” the garchomp said with disdain. “We’re lucky that the lucario can’t see our auras with this tech.”

Flint tried to turn his head to get a look at the other two pokémon, but the garchomp used his other claw to turn Flint’s head back towards him.

“Eyes on me lucario,” the garchomp spoke sternly.

The garchomp never took his eyes off of Flint, not even for a brief second. Their focus was intensely overwhelming. Flint let out an involuntary gulp. What was this garchomp’s plan?

“Strong, but you lost your composure too easily there. You let your emotions take over, so you hesitated. Had you been a little faster to recover, you might’ve been able to take out one or two of my…” The garchomp paused for a second, as if carefully picking his next word. “Associates.”

The garchomp glanced at Flint’s badge and his name engraved on it. “I thought that the surveyors guild would pose a threat to us, but after your poor display, I now have my doubts. At least you’re not stupid enough to make any sudden moves, so you have that going for you.” The garchomp pressed his claw a little harder into Flint’s neck. “Because if you did, I’d have to off you right here and now. So let’s make this a learning opportunity… Flint.”

“Ack!” Flint let out a choking sound from the pressure on his neck.

“The next time we meet,” the garchomp threatened, putting even more pressure onto Flint’s neck and drawing a drop of blood. “Or any other guild member that gets in our way,” the garchomp leaned in closer to Flint’s face, their sharp yellow eyes piercing his gaze. “I may not be so generous.”

With a swift movement, the masked attacker hit Flint with the blunt end of his other claw, knocking him out.



Part 2: Delta
 
Chapter 10: Reunion

Oculus049

Waiting for something to happen...?
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Oh it has been too long. MUCH TOO LONG. Sorry about not writing a chapter in like... *checks notes* holy crap 9 months?!?! Well sorry about that... I've been held up by college, medical issues (turns out I'm celiac, google that if you are curious), and a whole bunch of other stuff. It's just been a rough past few months. But no matter what happens, I still can't keep this story off my mind. Its like Dual Realities is a sentient creature that wants to be let out of my head! And if I don't let it out it eats my brains! Not unlike a zombie I suppose.

Lemme go on a lil' rant.

I don't know if I will be able to churn out chapters consistently like in the past. I'm still dealing with the stuff listed above, but I had a week of break from college (I have summer classes :P) and decided "might as well". Though I will say, a significant change in my mindset has occurred since then. I've been often concerned with writing the "perfect chapter" and making sure I get everything right. I usually will get a beta reader to help me proofread too.

The issue is that I'm often too worried about failure and making it perfect rather than having fun and letting my creative juices flow. This leads to me delaying the story because I will deliberate over one line like fifty times or worry about wether an interaction is perfect or not. And I just end up stressing over the story rather than enjoying the process and having fun!

I've decided I'm not going to do that anymore. I want to just get the story out and tell it to people. If people like it, then great! If people don't, then oh well, I'll do better next time. This chapter follows that philosophy for the last quarter of it, so hopefully the ending doesn't seem too messy or anything. But I decided that I'm gonna have some fun writing, so hope you have fun reading too :D

Amongst the plains and plateaus of Veridis Field...

Veridis Field is a large grassy plain sparse with trees and the occasional raised rocky plateau. Each plateau, supporting a mini-forest with tall deciduous trees and thick shrubbery atop them.

Stella the Eevee, Cress the Quilava, and Talia the Nidorina trekked along a dirt path that winded through the plains and between the rocky plateaus. Each was about as tall as a two-story building, so they were much too tall to climb over.

The group periodically sighted a variety of different ferals; from groups of ponyta galloping in the distance, a pair of graveler fighting over some limestone rocks, to a lone nickit, who curiously stared at the trio from one of the forested plateaus above.

Nobody seemed to be too interested in striking up a conversion, everyone was still exhausted from yesterday’s battle. Though it wasn’t completely silent. The air was filled with the occasional chittering of ferals, and leaves rustling in the wind. A rather relaxing ambiance.

Though eventually, Cress was taken by boredom. He held his breath and sent spouts of fire whistling out of his back. Instead of the monotone one-note whistles he produced in the past, he figured out how to play two different notes at the same time by igniting two different flame vents. But they seemed slightly off tune and spaced out a bit, like he was struggling to get each one out.

“Wow!” Stella marveled. “You’ve gotten a lot better at that. Sounds much more like proper music when you can play multiple notes at the same time.”

“Certainly,” Talia added, “I’ve watched your practice before, but I don’t recall you being able to make multiple notes before.”

“Hehe thanks.” Cress seemed a bit embarrassed. “I’ve been working hard on getting better with it! Took me a while to figure out how to do two notes at the same time. It’s really hard. I sorta have to...” Cress looked up and to the side as he tried to put his thoughts into words. “Like tense up the different flame vents on my back by different amounts. The more tension I put on one flame vent, the higher the pitch it makes!”

“Oh wow,” Stella interjected. “So that’s how you do it.”

Cress nodded. “The hard part isn’t the muscle movement, but like the multitasking. It’s like trying to do one thing with one paw and another completely different thing with your other paw. But instead of two paws to work with, you have five paws. There are the main two vents on my head and three main vents by my tail.”

“Oh I see,” Stella mused. “So you’re basically like a walking instrument now! Cress the musical quilava!”

Talia snorted at the idea while Cress giggled.

“Well… I’m not that good yet,” Cress remarked. “Those notes were off tune.”

“But you’re getting there,” Stella insisted.

Cress scrunched up his face. “Eh, I guess so...”

“Hmmpf,” Talia sounded. “When you’re fighting, you’re way too confident. But with anything else you’re not confident enough. You should place more faith in yourself. You’re too humble. Though not perfect, it sounds fine, Cress.”

Cress grinned. “Aw thanks Talia, means a lot coming from you.”

Talia closed her eyes and gave a smiling nod.

The three continued to trek in silence for a brief moment before Stella groaned and shook her head side to side.

“Does your head still hurt Stella?” Cress asked.

The eevee nodded. “Yeah, a bit. But at least it’s gotten a little better. Definitely overworked myself in that fight yesterday.”

“Hmmmm...” Talia mumbled. “We should have a psychic-type nurse take a look at you when we arrive. They could help ease your headache. Since it’s related to the scarf, we may learn something too.”

“Yeah... that would definitely be nice...” Stella’s voice trailed off as she stared out into the elevated forests, watching the wind rustle their way through the trees’ leaves. She was a bit nervous, not knowing if she could really find any answers from this ‘Deldrick’. But all she could do is wait and have faith.

“You know this is nice. Just having fun talking with you two. Not too different from yesterday...”

“Oh, you mean when we were conversing yesterday on the road to the dungeon?” Talia asked.

“Oh… no no. That's not what I meant,” Stella said. “I mean, yes it’s like that. But that’s not what I was thinking about specifically. That’s the day before yesterday for me. I meant my yesterday. In Syllose City.”

“Ah that’s right,” Talia said. “You live a day as your human self while you sleep. I keep forgetting. It’s still a rather difficult premise for me to wrap my head around.”

“Yeah, I feel the same way...” Cress added.

“I can imagine. It took me a while to get used to it myself, but I think I’m mostly adjusted now. It doesn’t feel as weird anymore, switching between two and four legs. Though whenever I wake up, I kinda need a moment to get myself mentally adjusted to a different body. But after that, I’m all good.”

“Ah I see,” Talia mused. “Though what was it you were saying about yesterday? It’s always very interesting to hear stories from your world.”

“Ooo me too!” Cress exclaimed. “There’s so much weird stuff that you humans do!”

“Oh… well, really I just went out with some friends. We went to a café and had some smoothies together. After that-”

“A… uhh… a smoothie?” Cress interrupted with a puzzled expression.

Stella gave Cress a bewildered look. “Wait… You guys have pasta but don’t have smoothies in this world?”

The quilava shook his head.

Talia chipped in. “Never heard the term before.”

“Me neither,” Cress said. “It’s a really weird word. Smooooooothie. Smooooooothie.”

Stella giggled at Cress’s attempts to pronounce the word. “Well… I guess that makes sense. After all, you guys haven’t invented blenders. They are these machines we use that blend together berries...”

As the trio hopped across a small stream, Stella gave Cress and Talia a quick rundown of what a blender is and how it’s used to make smoothies.

“So basically it spins so fast and cuts up the berries so much that they just… liquify?” Cress asked.

Stella nodded. “Mmhmm. That’s the basic gist. For some flavors, the baristas will actually mix in a bit of condensed moomoo milk so it tastes all smooth and creamy! Pecha berry smoothies are my favorite.”

“Oh I’d love to try it out!” Talia exclaimed. “Perhaps we could attempt to have a bisharp help us, and make our own smoothies! Ironically, pecha is my favorite berry as well!”

“Ooo that sounds like an idea! But uh… what’s condensed moomoo milk?” Cress asked. “What makes it different from regular moomoo milk?”

“Oh uhmm...” Stella stuttered for a second as she tried to think. She really wasn’t sure how condensed milk was made. “I… It’s like a sort of caramel milk cream I guess. Not really sure how they make it. I’ll have to check later.”

“Mmmm caramel milk cream... That sounds so yummy...” Cress’s voice trailed off as he dreamed blissfully of sweets and other tasty treats.





A short while later, the trio rounded the corner of a large plateau, revealing the town of Luminaire just in the distance! From what Stella could see, it was a relatively large town, situated by the coast. It was filled with a variety of unique looking buildings, just like Collis Village; much different from the monotonous square pillars of buildings from her world. In addition, it seemed like once again, the town was built to match with the terrain. There were a few large plateaus in the middle of the town, but there were ramps and stairways to access the top of them, where there were even more structures and buildings.

“Woah… is that it?...” Stella muttered. “I mean, it’s not nearly as big as Syllose, but still, it’s huge! It’s amazing to me that pokémon built all that.”

“Excited?” Talia asked.

Stella shook her head. “Nervous. I’m worried that I’ll get lost or somebody will realize that I’m a human like you guys did.”

Talia shook her head. “Don’t worry Stella, we’ll make sure you don’t get lost. Not that it’s easy to get lost in the first place. And as for hiding your identity, don’t worry about it too much. When we first met you, it was obvious that there was something a little off about you. The way you walked, how you seemed to be unaware of a lot of common knowledge... But now you make for quite the convincing eevee!” Talia playfully ruffled the fur on Stella’s head with a claw.

“Hey, knock that off!” Stella giggled as she flicked a paw at her head. “But you really think so?” Stella asked.

“For sure!” Cress chipped in. “I mean, you’ve grown so quickly! Going from knowing no moves to being able to fight off a pseudo-feraligatr in just a week! You’ll be fine Stella! You’re quick to adapt!”

“Well, I had Talia’s and the scarf’s help for that one… But still. Thanks for the reassurance guys.” Stella closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief before opening them again. “Right. Let’s get going then!”





In the town of Luminarie…

The closer Stella got to Luminaire, the more she realized that it was much larger than she initially anticipated. Sure, it may not even be close in scale to Syllose city, but as a tiny foot tall eevee, the sheer size of both the pokémon and town itself was overwhelming!

“Woah okay… this… this is awesome!” Stella exclaimed as she sprinted a bit ahead leaving both Cress and Talia behind.

A polished cobblestone path made of stones of varying colors and materials, lead straight into Luminare. A few tall buildings, varied as much in shape as their inhabitants, flanked the main road leading into the middle of town. Trees and other shrubbery lined the side of the main road alongside the buildings, bringing a shade of green to an otherwise already colorful city. Again, like the tiny Collis Village, there was a strange chaotic regularity to the buildings; varied in shape and structure, but not in such a way that they interfered with each other either aesthetically or functionally.

For example, there would be a few buildings in succession that would be shaped like pokémon heads. But in other spots, all the buildings along one side of the street would be a silver gray or tangerine orange! It’s almost like there was no city planning, and yet everyone seemed to agree as to how the city should be built. It could only be described as orderly chaos. Not bad chaos though. More like… playful!

Luminaire wasn’t as packed as Stella expected, with plenty of open space to wander around in. All sorts of pokémon passed by Stella as she soaked in the environment. So many pokémon she’d never seen in Alterra before. Granbull, azurramil, donphan, grotle, boltund, and…

“WOAH!” Stella was so distracted, she barely noticed the giant tyranitar walking straight towards her! She barely dodged out of his way.

“Oh! My goodness little lady,” the tyranitar said, “I hope you aren’t injured!” The tyranitar wore a tiny black fedora and a long crimson red scarf. They took off their fedora and gave a tiny bow with their head. “I do apologize for my carelessness.”

“Oh uhhhh...” She was lost for words, not expecting this humongous pokémon to be such a gentleman, nor call her “little lady.” Though she supposed that to him, she was rather small.

“Uh… no worries sir. I’m perfectly fine. Really I should be the one apologizing, I was kinda spacing out there.”

“Ah, then I suppose it would benefit the both of us to practise attentiveness eh?” The tyranitar let out a hearty laugh. “If you’re fine then, I apologize for my hastiness, but I must be off! I’m rather late for a meeting!” The tyranitar bowed their head again. “Toodles!”

“Oh right... Bye then!...” Stella exclaimed awkwardly as the tyranitar turned around and ambled away at a brisk pace. Stella had to quickly backstep to avoid getting whipped by the tyranitar’s tail as they turned.

Cress and Talia approached Stella.

“What was that all about?” Cress asked.

“I’m not really sure… Nearly got run over I guess.” Stella said before turning to face Cress. “We apologized to each other. Not much else to it.”

“Ah good. Glad you had that handled. But please make sure you stay close to us Stella,” Talia said. “Wouldn’t want you getting lost on your first day here.”

“Right, of course…” She had a sheepish look on her face “Sorry my bad… Got a little distracted there.” Stella said as she glanced towards where the tyranitar ambled away, before turning back to her friends and following them down the busy street.





Stella made sure to follow Cress and Talia more closely as they led her past a few more buildings, and under a massive, arched stone bridge, which connected two adjacent plateaus. It reminded her a bit of a highway underpass.

Eventually, they arrived at the foot of a large plateau on one edge of the city that dwarfed the surrounding buildings. A set of stone stairs wrapped around and climbed up the side of the tall stony mound. She could barely make out the roofs of a few small buildings at the top.

“That’s the guild up there at the top!” Cress exclaimed.

“Wow, so you guys just built around and on top of them huh...”

“Not just around and on top, but also inside!” Cress explained.

“Inside?” Stella asked.

It didn’t take long for her to see what he meant. There were some wooden and stone windows carved into the side of the plateau at various heights.

“Wait a second…” Stella muttered. “Is part of the guild built inside of the plateau itself?”

“Yep!”

“Okay, that’s... That’s actually really cool. It’s like an underground base, but not actually under the ground. An above ground underground guild. A guild that is built under the ground up there, but above the ground we’re standing on…” Stella giggled to herself. “Phew, that's a mouthful.”

Talia was already walking towards the base of the stone steps when she turned around and snickered at Stella’s musings. “Well then, shall we?”





Once they reached the top of the stairs, Cress and Talia led Stella towards a large blue and purple stone building and walked inside. A scizor and auduno stood off to one side of the room, discussing what sound like business matters to Stella. But otherwise, the room was mostly empty save for a large reception desk, passageways on both sides, and a potted oran berry plant in the corner by the entrance. A clefable seemed to be rummaging through some papers behind the desk.

Presumably upon hearing their footsteps, the clefable addressed the trio without lifting their head up, “Hiya folks! I’ll just be with y’all in a moment! Just spilled my papers everywhere and need to get all situated here...”

*rustle rustle* *rustle rustle* *rustle rustle*

“There we go! All collected!” The clefable lifted their head, clutching a pile of weathered parchment in their hands. They seemed to be surprised to see the three pokémon.

“Oh, trainee team B4! Cress and Talia! How did it feel to get practical experience in the field? Oh and who’s this sweet lil’ gal you brought along with y’all? Oh gosh, eevees are always the cutest!”

“Oh… I uh… I ah… Well… My name...” Stella was too flustered to reply properly.

With an amused smile, Talia spoke in her stead, “Claire, this is Stella. We met her during our stay in Collis village. We brought her along to talk to the guildmaster due to… special circumstances.”

“Special circumstances?” She asked.

Cress stepped in. “Madam Dravae asked us. Can’t really talk about it too mu-”

“Aw say nothing more!” Claire the clefable interrupted. “If the old bird said so, then it must be super important! I won’t bother about it. But could y’all wait a short bit? Deldrick is in a really important meeting with Team Fleetfoot’s leader.”

Stella let out a frown. She was really looking forward to finally learning more about her scarf.

“Flint?” Cress asked.

“Yea, somethin’ about a mission gone wrong earlier thi...” Claire’s eyes went wide as she put her hands over her mouth. “Oops, I don’t think I was supposed to say anything about that.”

“Gone wrong?!” Talia blurted out. “What do you mean?!” Her normally cool demeanor was replaced with one of flusteredness as she stumbled over her words. “Flint, Lexi, and Torri, are they okay?”

Stella was taken aback by Talia’s sudden mood change as she leaned towards Cress. “Hey Cress, who are they?”

Cress seemed worried as well. “Friends of ours… Also… Flint is Talia’s brother.”

Stella’s eyes widened as she glanced back at Talia. No wonder she was so worried.

“Oh gosh, I forgot you two were siblings. Don’t you worry yourself Talia. Everyone’s fine. All of them were knocked unconscious by some bandits on a mission earlier today. Only Lexi has a scratch across her back, but that’ll heal after a few hours.”

Talia breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew, thank goodness. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions.”

“What?” Cress interjected. “Knocked out by just some thieves? Team Fleetfoot?”

“Well apparently it wasn’t just some thieves if they could bop Team Fleetfoot. Flint and the others only came in just a short bit before you guys did, so that’s all I know.”

Claire leaned forwards a bit and started to whisper. “But could you mind keeping the news on the down low? You can ask Flint yourselves about it later, but Deldrick said to keep it hush hush for now until after he’s sussed out what happened.”

“Hmm…” Talia had a pensive look. “Certainly Claire. How long would you say it’s gonna take them in there?”

“Oh geezums… Let’s see… Since it’s a debrief and…” The clefable paused for a moment to think. “About another twenty minutes I’d reckon then…”

“Ah good, not long then,” Talia said.

“Oh nice!” Cress exclaimed. “Sounds like plenty of time for us to get our new equipment.” He hopped in place a few times excitedly before stopping and giving a sheepish look. “We uh… lost a few of our things in the last dungeon,” he said before letting out a nervous laugh.

“Remember Cress, we wanted to get Stella’s headache checked out first,” Talia said. “We can do that afterwards.”

Cress bit his lip. “Oh yeah I forgot...”

Stella saw Cress’s disappointment and shook her head. “No, it's fine. I’m feeling a lot better now.”

Talia raised a brow. “Are you sure Stella?”

Cress’s eyes lit up.

“Positive,” Stella replied, “We can wait a bit before checking me out. I’m sure a short twenty minute trip won’t kill me.” In reality her headache was still bothering her quite a bit, but it hurt her more to see Cress upset. Besides, this was the first time she ever saw a city filled entirely with just pokémon! She wanted to see more of what Luminarie had to offer.

“Ah great then! But before I forget...” Talia pulled out a small journal out of Cress’s bag and handed it to Claire. “Here’s the survey report. Could you please update Collis Valley’s volatility rating to a tentative A-?”

The clefable’s eyes widened. “Oh my, was it that bad?”

Stella slowly nodded. “You have no idea.”





Just a few paces away from the base of the Luminaire surveyors guild, was the town’s local scarf-maker. As the trio approached, Stella could see that the storefront had a large open stall with a wooden counter, so instead of going inside the shop, you’d do business from the outside. Conveniently, there was a small tarp roof covering the area just in front, protecting anyone if it ever rained.

A bored-looking sylveon sat on the counter, lazily staring off into the distance until he saw the trio approach him.

“Oh hey. It’s Cress and Talia. Was expecting you two yesterday.”

His dull and uninspired voice threw Stella off. Aren’t sylveon supposed to be super happy and bubbly all the time? But neither Cress nor Talia seemed to acknowledge his unusual demeanor, as if it was just normal.

“Yeah sorry about that Syllus,” Cress said, “we got a bit held up on the road yesterday in a rough dungeon. Ended up losing a bag and both of our scarves actually.”

“Yeowch. Bummer man. But hey, lemme see if Dereese or Ave can get here real quick. Your stuff is ready in the back, but not sure where it is exactly.”

With one of his ribbons, he pulled a rope down that was hooked to a pulley. The pulley was strung along the ceiling inside of the store. It apparently was hooked up to a bell in the back, because a bell rang as soon as he pulled the rope.

“Dereese, Ave!” Syllus shouted in an apathetic tone. “Cress and Talia are here for their pickup.”

“Ah yes, the bell tolls for moi~” A voice spoke from behind Stella.

A cold shiver ran down Stella’s spine before she yelped and quickly turned around. Standing behind her was a mimikyu in a pink auduno costume carrying a small satchel on their back.

“Hehehe sorry friend, just a habit of mine!”

“Dereese, don’t scare the customers,” Syllus said with a small chuckle.

“Oh sorry darling, you know I can’t help myself!”

Dereese walked (do mimikyu walk?) towards the counter and hoisted themselves up by using pitch black tendrils that protruded from the bottom of their costume.

“I just came back from some shopping and saw the perfect opportunity! You know me! It’s in my nature.”

“And that’s why I love you honey boo!”

The mimikyu and sylveon embraced with ribbons and black tendrils and nuzzled each other.

Cress whispered to Stella. “They make a cute couple don’t they?”

Stella nodded hesitantly as she stared. “Yeah, definitely an interesting couple…”

Just then, a ribombee whizzed in from the back. “Ooo ooo customers! Cress and Talia! Nice you see y’all again!” They spoke rapidly with almost no stops between words like a kid on a sugar rush!

The ribombee suddenly flew up to Stella and held out a hand. “Hiya I’m Ave! Nice to meetcha friend! Love your scarf! Pretty design!”

“Oh uh… hi, thanks! My name is Stella.” Stella awkwardly held out a paw to shake the ribombee’s tiny hand.

“Oh Stella nice! Also cute name!” Ave turned to Cress and Talia. “Lemme go get some of your stuff in the back!”

“You can just go and get Cress’s goggles and their scarves,” Dereese said.

Stella turned back towards the mimikyu, only to find themselves wide-eyed at their sudden costume change! Deresse was now wearing a costume that depicted an eevee just like Stella! Complete with tall pointy ears, a cream-colored fuzzy collar, black sewn-in buttons for eyes, and a bushy fabric tail!

“I already have their bags right here.” Dereese moved backwards a bit, revealing two sturdy looking bags from underneath their fabric. A light purple-ish messenger bag made for a biped, and a darker blue bag with straps made for a quadruped. Cress’s and Talia’s faces lit up as soon as they saw them.

“Sure thing boss!” Ave exclaimed.

“Wha…” Stella remarked to Dereese as Ave zoomed to the back. “I only looked away for a second. How did you… how did you change so fast?

“Do you like it?” Dereese asked gleefully, seemingly dodging the question. “I love making different costumes of all sorts of pokémon.”

“Uhm… yeah actually! I’ll be frank, it looks really cute with the button eyes.”

“Eeeeep!!!” Dereese let out a gleeful shriek! “Oh I’m so happy happy HAPPY!!!” Dereese hopped and twirled in place, causing the costume’s ears and tail to flop about. “To have an eevee tell me my eevee costume looks cute just feels so great and amazing! I wasn’t sure about this one, but now I know for certain my costume is great and AMAZING!!!”

“Oh of course your costume is amazing honey!” Syllus commented.

“But you say that about all of my costumes you silly!”

“Because they are!”

As Syllus and Dereese chatted among themselves, Stella turned over to Cress and Talia, where they were putting on the dark blue and light purple bags respectively.

“Wow, you guys look good in those!” Stella exclaimed.

Cress nodded with a wide grin. His bag was fitted onto his back with straps that wrapped around his belly. The bag itself was spaced between the heat vents on his rear and head. The dark blue coloration meant that it blended in very well with the color of his back fur. “It’s super easy for me to put it on without anyone else’s help.” He stood up on his rear legs and stretched a bit from side to side. “I’m still pretty flexible, and it doesn’t rub up against my skin too much!”

Talia’s bag was wrapped around her shoulder and hung somewhat loosely at her side, but there was a belt strapped around her waist that kept it relatively pinned down. “Certainly. Was tired of my old bag hitting my side whenever I needed to sprint.” Talia adjusted the belt at her waist a little before turning to Dereese and nodding. “These ones fit much better now!”

“Oh lovely! I’m glad that the extra effort we put in was worth it!”

At that moment, Ave flew out from the back, carrying two scarves and a pair of goggles. “Here they are!” the ribombee exclaimed as they placed the items on the counter.

Cress and Talia picked up and put on their respective scarves. Talia’s scarf had a violet and lavender alternating wavy pattern. Cress’s scarf on the other hand was orange with red swirls dotted about.

“Those definitely look much better than your previous scarves!” Stella turned and gestured towards the goggles. “Though whose are those?”

“Ah!” Cress exclaimed. “Those are mine!” Cress slipped on the goggles over his eyes. The lenses were thick and had a silverish metal rim with small metal bolts fixing the lenses in place. They curved outwards and left plenty of room for Cress to be able to see his peripherals. “How do I look?” Cress asked with a gleeful smile.

“Really cool actually!” Stella exclaimed. “But what do you need goggles for?”

“It's for when I’m using flame charge! The light and heat irritates my eyes a bit when I’m covered in flame, so these should make it much easier for me to see where I’m going!”

“Oh that’s neato!”

“Yes yes quite so.” Dereese said. “Since you are surveyors, we made sure that your equipment is extremely durable! Your scarves’ and bags’ fabric are infused with ground up kommo-o scales and ducklett down. So they are fire-proof, water-proof, shock-proof, tear-proof, and everything proof!.”

Stella let out a long whistle. “Phewwwww! That’s a lot of… proofing.”





With Talia and Cress satisfied with their new equipment, the trio said their goodbyes, and returned to the administrative building at the top of the plateau.

“Is he done yet?” Stella rushed inside and asked the clefairy as soon as they reached the top. She was eager to finally learn more about her scarf.

“Oh my someone’s excited!” Claire exclaimed. “I think so darlin’, I just checked up on ‘em a few minutes ago and they seemed to be finishing up. I’m sure guildmaster Deldrick wouldn’t mind if I had y’all wait outside his office for a small bit.” Claire picked up some papers and walked out from behind the desk and towards an opening to a hallway behind her. “Besides, I need to file some things for your survey report.”

With a smile, Claire led the trio down the main hallway of the building. Since there weren’t any doors to speak of, Stella was able to glance into the few rooms they passed by. In one room a reuniclus was using psychic to move a bunch of files between various shelves. In another, an auduno seemed to be conducting an interview with a chimchar and piplup.

It wasn’t long before they arrived at a set of stairs, which led them to the second floor. After a right turn at the top, the group arrived at a wide set of metal sliding doors. “Oop here we are folks!” Claire exclaimed. Conveniently, just at that moment, a lucario and a swampert walked out through the door.

“That’s Deldrick right there,” Cress whispered to Stella, gesturing towards the swampert.

“I’ll leave you folks here, I’ve got some papers to file! Best wishes with your assignments!” Claire exclaimed as she hobbled away down an adjacent hallway.

“...but I’ll make sure we look into it sir,” Flint said as he shut the sliding door behind him. “Armor like that had to be custom-built, and there’s only a few pokémon that could make something like that.”

Deldrick nodded and spoke with a rough, deep voice, one that seemed to command authority, and yet, the way he spoke made him seem a bit laid-back. “Ay do that. It concerns me that we got a bunch o’ hooligans like that running around.” The marshtomp put a hand on the lucario’s shoulder. “An’ don’t sweat the loss. You’ll get ‘em next time Flint.”

“Yes sir.” The lucario nodded before glancing over and noticing Talia and the others just outside. Deldrick followed his gaze.

“Oh hey sis!” Flint exclaimed. He walked up to Talia and crouched down, putting a paw on her head. “How did the training expedition go? Love the new equipment by the way!”

Talia shrugged. “It went okay, all things considered. Had to label a dungeon as A- on volatility.”

“Yeowch.” Flint turned to Cress. “Wow it’s been a while Cress! You’ve grown a lot! How are you mate?” Flint held up a paw which Cress promptly high-fived.

“Pretty good!” He replied.

As the three chatted among themselves, Stella glanced over at Deldrick, immediately realizing that Deldrick was staring intently right at her. The two locked eyes for a split second, making her instinctively gulp. To have a large muscular pokémon be so close to her already felt rather intimidating, but the small scars and scratches on his face, presumably from many battles, added further to that.

But the way he looked at her… wasn’t as rough as his appearance. She wasn’t sure what to make of his expression in fact. Confusion? Surprise? Contemplative? He had a slight head tilt and squinted, like he was trying to get a handle on who she was.

“Oh and who’s this?” Flint asked as he turned to Stella, snapping her out of her daze.

“Ah, this is Stella, a friend of ours,” Talia explained. “We met her during our time at Collis Village.”

Flint nodded. “Well, welcome to Luminaire Stella!” He looked between the three of them. “Wait a sec… you have a group of three now. Are you three looking to make an official team together?”

“Wait… a team?” Stella asked.

Cress shook his head. “That’d be a fun idea, but not really yet. We actually brought Stella here as a request from Madam Drave.”

Deldrick raised a brow and crossed his arms. “To meet me I ‘uppose?”

“Uhm, yessir,” Stella said nervously. “We were wondering if you knew anything about this.” Stella propped up the front of the harmony scarf with her paw.

Deldrick nodded. “I do. Quite a bit.” He started to stroke his chin and closed his eyes in contemplation. “Could we talk in private?”

Though it was phrased like a question, his voice was so deep and forceful, that Stella couldn’t help but feel like she was being told a command. “I uh…” She hesitated for a moment, unsure about talking to such an intimidating pokémon by herself.

He noticed her hesitation. “If you don’t mind, that is.”

“Well maybe…” Cress was about to speak, on Stella’s behalf, noticing her discomfort, but then Talia put a paw on Cress’s back, stopping him. “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.” Talia interrupted.

Stella raised a brow of astonishment at her.

“Besides,” Talia continued, “Cress and I need to talk to the quartermaster for some supplies. We lost our old equipment in a previous expedition.”

“Oh, I should come along so we can catch up too!” Flint exclaimed. “I haven’t talked to either of you in a while! It’ll be nice to exchange stories. I wanna hear about what you two got up to while you were in Collis Village.”

“Yeah that would be awesome!” Cress exclaimed. “I’d also love to hear about Fleetfoot’s recent expeditions!”

As Cress and Flint chatted between each other, Talia whispered into Stella’s ear. “I know this is personally important to you, so I thought it might be best to give you some privacy for this one. So if you feel like it, you can tell us about it later. Okay?”

Stella nodded, starting to understand Talia’s intentions.

“And don’t worry, he may look tough and can be pretty tough, but he’s very understanding and well-meaning.”





Stella tensed up as soon as the others left and Deldrick closed the metal sliding door behind her.

“Please, take a seat.” He said, gesturing to a medium-sized cushion on the floor. Stella presumed it was there from his previous meeting with Flint. Deldrick sat on a larger cushion right across from it.

Deldrick’s office was huge, at least, for Stella that is. The center of the room seemed to be a meeting spot of sorts with a few cushions strewn about. She noticed a semi-open bin nearby had a variety of cushions of different sizes and colors inside. Along one wall was a large desk with a map of the entire continent. There were various notes and tacks pinned into it. Stella’s head was then drawn to the sound of flowing water. There was a small fountain in one corner of the room that released a constant stream of clear, running water.

After taking a brief moment to take in her surroundings, she sat across from Deldrick. She never had been called to the principal’s office in school before, but she assumed this is what it must be like. That is, until she saw his sullen, melancholy expression. It was at complete odds with how he held himself in front of the other pokémon. He seemed to be staring in no particular direction as he kept his sad, pensive look. The two sat in silence for several awkward seconds.

“Hey… is uh… is everything okay?” Stella asked.

Deldrick took a quick look at Stella and quickly recomposed himself, taking a deep breath, and rubbing his face with one of his giant arms.

“Ay, pardon me young one.” He took a deep sigh. “I was expecting you to be someone else.”

“Someone else?” Who was he expecting instead of her?

He shook his head. “Ah, never mind that. Stella was it?”

Stella nodded, still wondering about his previous statement.

“I take it you’re human?”

Stella’s eyes went wide and a shiver went down her spine. How did he…?

“The scarf,” he said, reading her expression. “It’s the mark of a human who came from the other world.” He crossed his arms and chuckled to himself. “Can’t believe she remembered that letter from all those years back...” In his brief pause, Stella thought she could ask one of her many questions, like how did he know about her world? The human world. And what was his connection to the scarf? But she hesitated, still unnerved by the huge pokémon to get any words in.

“Tell me Stella, how did you come across that scarf?” He asked, with a curious look. “I’m sure you know already, but that’s no simple scarf.”

Stella was about to speak, but sighed and hesitated. She wasn’t entirely sure if she trusted Deldrick yet. Sure, he was the leader of the surveyor’s guild and seemed to garner a lot of respect, but he knew way too much about the harmony scarf for it to just be simple curiosity.

“Maybe if you start from the beginning?” He asked upon noticing her scrunched up expression.

Stella realized that she would have to say something. It’s not that she thought he had any malicious intentions or anything like that. It was just that she didn’t feel comfortable giving him more information yet while she knew nothing. She’d answer his question eventually, but she wanted to know some things first. In particular, she wanted to know the answer to one very specific question that stuck in the back of her mind ever since Talia read his letter. Would he take it the wrong way though? With her thoughts gathered, Stella took a deep breath.

“Deldrick look…” Stella started.

He tilted his head.

“I… I… was actually hoping I could get some answers from you.”

“How so?”

“It’s just that… I’ve been in this world for only about a week now, and though a lot has happened since then and I’ve learned a lot, I still feel like I know next to nothing. I don’t know why this scarf is stuck to me, why it keeps transporting me between both worlds, why I’m an Eevee…”

As Stella continued to speak her mind, her voice became increasingly distressed and her eyes started to tear up.

“I mean at least I can go back to see my friends but like why is this happening to me of all people!” Stella began sobbing. “That dungeon we went to yesterday we nearly died in! Is this scarf really supposed to be for some legendary hero? Am I really up for this? I don’t know! Why me!?! Just…”

Stella stopped herself with a sigh and wiped her tears off with a paw. “Sorry I’m just…” Stella sniffed during her pause. “I don’t know why I did that. Sorry. I guess I needed to get some stuff off my chest. A lot more than I thought. Didn’t realize I was that pent up.”

Deldrick shook his head. “No, I understand. It’s a lot for you to go through.”

“Yeah I guess… It’s just that, sure, I've been having a lot of fun here, I mean other than yesterday. Becoming a Pokémon has been such an amazing experience for me. But like, I just have so much on my mind with no answers and it’s been driving me nuts… So yeah, it’s been pretty overwhelming.”

The swampert nodded in understanding and smiled. “Tell me then Stella, what do you need to know?”

“Thanks I uh…” Stella shuffled awkwardly in place for a moment, feeling a little bit embarrassed after bawled her eyes out in front of the marshtomp. “I think this scarf may have something to do with my dad, since it seems like it might have been his.”

Deldrick’s eyes went wide.

“Do you know anything about-”

Without saying a word, Deldrick stood up and walked to the back of the room. He seemed to be mumbling to himself. “I knew she felt familiar…”

“Uh… you okay there?” Stella asked. “Something wrong?”

He rummaged beneath his desk for a brief moment before coming back with what looked like a gray messenger bag. On it, engraved in yellow, were the initials G. R.

“Do you recognize this?”

Stella gave a few confused blinks. “I don’t think so. Should I?”

The swampert gingerly reached into the bag with one of his large hands and pulled out a small photograph. “Please, take a look.” He placed it on the floor so Stella could take a closer look.

Stella felt like she was having an out of body experience from sheer disbelief. Somehow, she was looking at a photo of her and her parents. Her human parents! Though she seemed to be only a toddler in the photo, riding on her dad’s shoulders.

“I… I don’t understand.” Stella looked up at Deldrick with sheer bewilderment. “These are my parents… How… Who… Are you?”

“Look ‘ere.” Deldrick pointed at one point in the photograph. Stella looked where he pointed and saw a tiny mudkip being held in her mother’s arms. “That’s me,” the marshtomp explained.

Stella’s brain stopped functioning for a moment as she tried to process the meaning of this. “I… I thought I asked for more answers, not more questions!”

“Stella, I was your father’s pokémon partner.”

Stella blanked for a moment trying to process what the marshtomp had just said, but the words flew over her head. “Huh?”

“Garret Reeves, your father, was my trainer. In the other world.”

Stella was speechless.

“I’ve got some explaining to do…”
 
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