Happy 4 years of Legendary Adventures! Can't believe I've been chipping away at this still. I've got no plans of stopping. For a quick recap:
After setting out to visit Iron Island to meet with Kitto and train, he runs into trouble upon realizing Team Blackout are on the island, along with a Zeraora! Although he got off to a rough start with Zeraora after jumping the gun on catching it, he later made amends by helping it confront Team Blackout.
A tough battle ensues where Rascal the Tyrantrum evolves to defeat the remaining pokemon and Koa temporarily catches Zeraora to free it, and is able to stop Blackout just before the police arrive. Koa and Kitto return to Canalave for a much needed rest.
Echo (Male Crobat)
Hazard (Male Joltik)
Rascal (Female Tyrantrum)
Anubis (Male Houndoom)
Scrapper (Male Breloom)
The return to Canalave proved mind numbingly boring in comparison to the excitement and danger of fighting Team Blackout. He kept half dozing off during the boat ride and jolting awake again, keenly aware of how his body ached and he felt on edge, even knowing that everything with Blackout was over. For now.
Hazard clung to his shoulder, snoozing. Seeing the little Joltik resting so peacefully lightened Koa's heart a bit.
His thoughts kept drifting as he ruminated on everything that happened. This wasn't about Team Blackout... it was about whoever they were working for. And whoever they were working for didn't just want ordinary pokemon, but legendaries. Specifically Johto's, as far as he could tell. Except Zeraora, although many myths and legends suggested Zeraora had a tie to the ancient birds and beasts. So why...?
The thought of Zeraora brought a frown to his face. He was glad he'd gotten to save it, but trying to catch it like that in the first place... just like one of them. Criminals. Rocket. Magma. Galac- he shook his head and sighed. No. He wouldn't think like that. In the end, he'd done what was right. He'd helped him and hopefully done good.
The sight of Canalave's shore drawing close brought a sense of relief. It was strange how it felt like Canalave was both home and not home. He felt more at ease with his team than anything else. Still, it was good to be back. A rest was just what his pokemon needed. They'd earned it, and it would give him a chance to pass through the library one more time before getting back on the road again.
XXX
Once they docked, Jaime followed them to the pokemon center, where Koa dropped off his team, along with Kitto, then she started for the station. As she walked, she made idle conversation. Apparently she was quite impressed with how they'd handled the situation, and relieved that they'd recovered so many missing pokemon. The thought brought a flicker of warmth to Koa's heart.
Soon they arrived at the station. Like many of Sinnoh's cities, the police station was fairly small and nondescript. One part of the building looked distinctly newer, like an annex added on later. It made sense, he supposed. As far as he was aware, the region's police forces used to be a lot smaller, until more groups like Rocket started cropping up. And Galactic. In response, more trainers formed groups to try and combat the problem.
Jamie glanced over her shoulder as they approached the doors. "Don't you two worry, this won't take long at all. Here in Canalave, we have one of the best methods for taking statements. My partner is a psychic, and can do memory scans. In and out in five minutes, promise." She grinned brightly, as if she were saying something delightful, but Koa's stomach knotted.
He paused. "Memory scans?"
Stopping, she turned to face them. She inclined her head, as if puzzled by his question. "Yes. It's a bit newer, but not entirely uncommon. Trained psychics, with the subject's permission, can scan the entire memory of an incident and record it, saving everyone time and hassle. And it's more accurate."
Koa swallowed, pushing down the pit in his stomach. "What about just the regular way?" The idea of someone perusing his memories made his skin crawl. What if they saw something they shouldn't? What if information got out? Or the wrong people saw Zeraora. Or if...
"You don't have anything to worry about," Jaime said finally. "Memory scans aren't really like how you see in movies. Psychic pokemon can't secretly root through memories willy nilly," she said with a chuckle. "Fiction makes it seem like they can see your whole life in an instant." She snapped her fingers for effect.
"Think about it like... inviting someone over to watch a movie. The only thing the psychic can see is whatever you play on the screen. If they tried to look at something else, they would have to stop the movie, and dig through your collection and play another. You'd know if they were doing it, and it would be really hard to do too. Make sense?"
Out of the corner of his eye, Koa saw Kitto watching him curiously. A rush of self consciousness flooded Koa, mixing with his uneasiness. There was just too much. He felt like he shouldn't say anything about Zeraora's presence. And what if he accidentally played a different movie instead—
"Can we just do it the um, old fashioned way," he said, giving a casual laugh. "I think I have a headache still." Hopefully the excuse was good enough.
Jaime shrugged. "Sure." She turned to Kitto. "And you?"
Kitto glanced at Koa, then shrugged. "I just want to get this over with."
"Heard."
xXx
Over an hour later, Koa trudged out of the station, brain thoroughly scrambled. Apparently their run-in on Iron Island was one of the best breaks in the fight against Team Blackout in some time. Jaime was eager to make sure she didn't miss everything, often asking the same questions over, or for seemingly innocuous details. By the time she was done, he almost wished he'd just done the memory scan. Almost.
Once he was out, he found Kitto waiting for him outside, watching a Buizel scamper between patches of flowers, watering them.
"Finally. I was beginning to wonder if they'd just arrested you," he said lightly as he rose from the bench.
"Sorry about that." Koa took a second to orient himself, then started in the direction of the pokemon center.
The silence between them grew heavy, but Koa couldn't think of anything to say.
To his dismay, Kitto beat him to it. "What was that about?"
"Huh?"
"When she brought up the memory scan you looked..."
"Worried?" Koa cut in.
Kitto shrugged then nodded.
"I didn't want anyone else to know about Zeraora, in case word gets out." The lie came easily. Not a lie, he told himself. It was true, even if it wasn't the only reason. It wouldn't be fair to anyone if his thoughts somehow drifted during the scan. Especially Blake.
"Where are you headed after we pick up our pokemon?" Koa asked quickly.
"Probably find a room at a motel or something. Get some rest."
An idea flashed through Koa's mind and he paused. "Why don't you stay at my place? With Blake I mean. If you want. He's always said he wanted to meet you, and I have enough space in my room."
Kitto grinned. "Sure, why not?"
After a quick text to Blake to let him know he was bringing Kitto, Koa started for the house, making idle chatter with Kitto as they walked. Both their teams had opted to rest in their pokeballs.
Around them, a few people milled the streets, though Canalave seemed a little subdued compared to what he remembered. Did it have to do with the legendary pokemon? He spotted one or two Rangers around as well, and he frowned slightly. Perhaps people were worried about another attack. Less city pokemon seemed to be wandering about as well. He used to sometimes see Buizel hanging around, or more Starly perched on street signs.
Was this what the people or person behind this wanted? Fear? Or was there more to it? His thoughts continued to stew all the way up to when he reached his house.
Koa rapped on the door before opening it. "Hey Blake, I'm back," he called as he stepped inside.
Blake's head poked out from the kitchen. His eyes went wide. "Beedrills knees Koa! Were you two fist fighting Graveler on that island or something?" His tone was chiding, but not angry. Behind him, Blake's Bronzong peeked out curiously. His Murkrow was perched on Bronzong's head.
Koa paused in the doorway, glancing down at himself and realizing for the first time how rough he and Kitto looked. His jacket was scuffed and torn in spots, dirt caked on his boots and pants. Kitto didn't look much better; with faint scrapes and bruises on his arms and equally dirty. Definitely a fair bit worse for the wear than the average trainer.
"Sort of?" Koa laughed awkwardly.
Blake sighed and rolled his eyes before his gaze shifted to Kitto. He smiled and waved. "Oh you must be Kitto. Nice to finally meet you! You two can go upstairs and get cleaned up if you want, lunch should be ready soon, and you can tell me everything then."
A shower had never sounded as good as it had at that moment.
xXx
"So then I said, I'll just tell the end of the joke instead of writing the whole thing!" Kitto declared.
Blake and Kitto's laughter filled the dining room, as well as the assorted laughs of the assembled pokemon. Koa could just make out Rascal's huffing laughs from the backyard, where she just managed to fit, and a window had been opened so she could look in.
After introductions and explanations had been made, Blake and Kitto had hit it off. Koa had explained the gist of what happened at Iron Island, though he decided not to explain just how harrowing the battle had been, opting to tell the simple version of finding them, calling the police and stalling until help arrived. He decided not to bring up Zeraora yet, or catching it, however briefly.
Blake filled him in on how he'd been doing some work with Rowan studying growth rates of wild pokemon vs trained ones, and how he had a trip planned to meet with Rowan tomorrow to do some field studies for a couple days. "Sorry I won't be able to hang out with you tomorrow, but if you're still in Canalave when we're done maybe we can figure something out."
Kitto seemed fascinated by Blake's tales of his research expeditions and discoveries, and Blake was equally intrigued by Kitto's battle strategies and outlook on training.
"So Koa told me how you only train one pokemon?" Blake asked.
Kitto nodded. "Up until recently, it was just me and Jackie." He gestured to the living room, where Jackie sat on the couch, conversing animatedly with Absol, who nodded his head every few seconds. "I didn't get Kaze until a month or two ago." The Pidgey in question was nestled comfortably on Kitto's shoulder.
"How do you manage?" Blake asked. "Surely training must be difficult with only one partner?"
Kitto shrugged. "More is less, in a way..." he trailed off as he scratched Kaze on the crest. "Training one Pokemon gives me something to focus on. Less to worry about."
"That's certainly one way of looking at it. Your Hitmonchan has certainly reaped some benefits," Blake said. "He's in fantastic shape."
Koa pondered Kitto's words. It certainly paid off, strength wise. Despite how far Koa's own team had come, he felt certain Kitto and Jackie had the strength to beat any one of them in technique, and even power. Even with Rascal's evolution...
Blake glanced over to Koa. "Speaking of gyms, when's your rematch against Byron?"
Koa rolled his eyes. "We just got back to Canalave. I haven't had a chance to stop by the gym. Plus my team needs to rest tomorrow. But I'll do it first thing the day after tomorrow," he added.
"Good." Kitto said. "Can't have you getting rusty."
"Yeah, what about you? You don't even have any Sinnoh badges, if I recall," Koa shot back, grinning. As far he remembered, Kitto only ever mentioned his gym battles in Unova and a few in Johto.
A strange expression crossed Kitto's face. The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyes sparkled, as if he were amused. "You're adorable." He leaned over and reached into his bag, removing a small black case, which he proceeded to flip open. Inside were six badges.
Koa gaped at the sight, then stared at Kitto. "You have Sinnoh badges?"
"I'm seventeen Koa. I've been around the world a bit. I've fought gyms before."
He eyed the badge case again. Only two missing. Snowpoint and Sunyshore. "Why'd you stop?"
Kitto shrugged, his gaze growing distant. He shared a thoughtful glance with Jackie. Finally he replied. "I guess we wanted more."
"More?" Koa realized he'd mused out loud.
"More than badges. Jackie wanted more too. Like you want more. Not just badges or being Champion, but catching a legendary."
Ice shocked Koa's veins and he could practically feel Blake's gaze stab through him. He'd never mentioned the catching part to Blake before. Or at least, not for years. As far as Blake probably knew, he'd abandoned the idea.
"Catching?" Blake's voice was clipped, his eyes fixed on Koa.
Annoyance overtook Koa's fear. "Yeah, and?" he snapped back, reflexively.
"And? And? Koa are you insane? You can't—"
Koa saw red. Kitto started to say something, but Koa ignored him. "I can't what?" he hissed. "I'm not like you! I'm trying to fix things. I'm going to do something that matters!"
Blake shot to his feet, rattling the table. "That matters? You mean like protecting you? Raising you? Keeping you away from—" his voice hitched "— giving you a better life?"
"I didn't ask you to do any of that!" Koa's voice trembled, his hands shaking. He could feel his nails digging into his palms and his chest twisting in knots. A buzzing sensation flooded his body. "Just because you're afraid doesn't mean I'm just gonna give up! Someone has to do something!"
"That doesn't mean you can! Why can't you get that through your head?"
Koa flinched, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. White hot anger burned through him, blurring out every coherent thought. "Maybe I refuse to be some kind of muking gutless coward who hides from problems like you!"
The flicker of hurt and shock in Blake's eyes felt unnervingly satisfying to Koa in the moment.
A cold look settled in Blake's eyes and he drew back. "I did what I had to."
"So will I." Koa spat the words, forcing himself to look Blake in the eyes. He couldn't read him anymore, other than a sense of masked anger. Koa didn't really care. Blake could be as angry as he wanted, it wouldn't change anything. Just one more person to prove wrong who didn't believe. Except he'd never thought Blake would be one of those people.
Blake shook his head and turned away, grabbing a pokeball from a nearby shelf before striding out the door wordlessly.
A long exhale escaped Koa. The room seemed to come back into focus and he realized Kitto was staring at him, as were all his pokemon. His hands still shook slightly and his chest felt like a hippowdon was sitting on it. Swallowing, he pushed his chair aside and hurried upstairs. Some part of him felt bad leaving Kitto alone downstairs after that, but he couldn't think of any words to say.
He was halfway up the stairs when he felt something grab his wrist. Spinning, he glared and saw Kitto, flanked by Anubis. Further down, he could see the worried looks from the rest of his team. Kitto wore a neutral, infuriatingly calm expression. "What?" Koa snarled.
"Wait."
Koa yanked his hand free. "Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood for your advice."
"Koa I'm—"
"Why don't you keep your mouth shut." The bitter words somehow felt good, even as he wished he could take them back.
For a second, he saw Kitto's mask slip, his conviction wavering. Then the expression was gone. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean... I didn't think that would happen—"
"Well it did." This time, the words didn't feel as good. An uncomfortably silent second passed as Koa debated between standing where he was or continuing upstairs.
"I thought Blake knew," Kitto said quietly. "I would never have said anything otherwise."
Koa felt a bit of tension leave him as the tightness in his chest loosened slightly. "I know," he muttered. He'd always known Kitto could keep a secret if necessary. And he'd always told Kitto how close he was with Blake. Heaving another exhausted sigh, Koa sagged against the wall and slowly sank down, sitting on the stairs.
Kitto sat down a few steps lower, leaning with his back against the wall.
Letting his head rest against the wall, Koa stared off into space. "Sorry for snapping at you," he said after a minute. "It wasn't your fault."
Kitto simply nodded in understanding.
"We are— I am close with Blake. But he doesn't get it. He doesn't believe I can do anything. I have to do this." The words came out choked, and he swallowed uncomfortably. His stomach churned as a familiar void grew inside it.
"Why?" Kitto's voice was soft, and his gaze far off.
"I..." his throat closed up, and his responses died in his throat. I have to prove... Part of him felt like screaming in frustration, but that would be pointless. He couldn't begin to articulate why. He couldn't tell Kitto, couldn't tell anyone; he couldn't even think of it himself... His head still buzzed, and the argument played over and over in his head. Maybe Blake is right, maybe someone like you shouldn't do this. The feather burned a hole in his pocket.
"More?" Kitto said finally.
Koa nodded, grateful for the simple answer.
"I understand."
xXx
At some point, Koa dragged himself upstairs and to his room, set up a bed for Kitto, then promptly collapsed into an exhausted sleep. His thoughts and memories blurred into nonsensical dreams of talking legendaries complaining about him missing lunch, and more disconcerting dreams. Dreams of running and fighting and being lost. A dream where he was facing Byron's Bastiodon, except they were battling in the library for some reason.
Koa tried to throw books at the Bastiodon to distract it, but there were too many of them. Tons of them, all around the battlefield, trampling his team. He saw Zeraora watching the battling from the sidelines, along with Entei and Raikou. But when he ran over to ask for their help, they were gone. Disappeared, somehow, into a shadowy corner of the library. Only Zeraora remained, its shining blue eyes cold and emotionless. He heard a voice, almost like Zeraora's yet reminding him of Silas.
"Do not look for me."
When Koa turned back to the battle, Blake was there instead, arms folded. Sitting on the back of Ho-Oh. They flashed matching thumbs up before Byron tossed a gym badge to Koa. Catching the badge, Koa pinned it to his jacket, and the tears on his jacket vanished. Sick. He ran his hand across his brand new jacke—
—T shirt? Koa brushed his hands against his t-shirt, then gave a start as he realized he was lying on his bed, at home. He blinked a few times as the dream faded from his memory. Something about his gym battle and a library? And... Koa shuddered. The words from the dream echoed in his mind. It'd been a long time since he'd had that nightmare...
Sitting up, he glanced around the room, realizing it was still fairly dark. He stretched and yawned, realizing he felt pleasantly rested and rejuvenated. A quick glance at the clock told him it was just past 7am. Well that explained it, he'd slept for over half a day and through the night. Kitto was still sleeping on the pull out mattress, and he spotted Echo hanging overhead.
The memories of yesterday's argument with Blake suddenly resurfaced and he felt uneasy. Great. Blake was probably awake by now too. A sudden urge to get out of the house rushed through him. Slipping out of bed, he tiptoed past Kitto and out of his room.
Silence. Koa crept through the house, but quickly realized Blake was nowhere to be seen. He must have left early then for his trip. Heaving a sigh of relief, he turned to head back to his room. A twinge of disappointment gnawed at him beneath the relief, but he pushed it aside.
"Leaving without me?" A shadowy figure stood at the top of the stairs.
Koa yelped and almost jumped out of skin before he recognized Kitto. "Sheesh! Don't do that."
Kitto chuckled. "I keep telling you to pay better attention." He paused, peering down at the first floor. "Blake left already?"
Koa nodded. "I'm gonna go out to the library. Clear my head," he murmured. "You can stay if you like. There's food in the fridge I think."
"Nah, Jackie and I are gonna head to the beach I think. We can meet up later."
"Sounds good." He always felt better after a visit to the library.
xXx
Before he left, Koa checked in on his team. Hazard wanted to come with him to the library, but the others seemed to want their rest, so he returned them to their pokeballs. They'd more than earned the reprieve, and any training for the gym could wait a bit longer.
Canalave was fairly quiet at the early hour, giving Koa time alone with his thoughts. Hazard rode on his usual spot in Koa's hair while he wandered through town and to the library. His thoughts drifted as he navigated the familiar streets. He refused to dwell on his fight with Blake. Fretting wouldn't do any good. Things would just have to wait until he saw Blake again. Besides, as hot tempered as they both could be, it wasn't the first time they'd gotten into a spat.
Instead, he turned his thoughts towards his plan for the morning. Last time he'd done his research, he'd been more aimless. Too general. But after the events of Iron Island, and talking to Kitto, he had a much clearer idea of what he wanted to check out. Possibilities he hoped to eliminate.
Just then, Koa felt a buzz on his head, and Hazard's weight vanished. A yellow blur moved in the corner of his eye and he turned to see Hazard now clinging to a light post, directly below a brightly colored flyer.
"What's that?" Koa moved closer, squinting at the flyer as Hazard chittered excitedly.
'Silver Wind Festival'
Koa skimmed the words. It appeared to be a festival held in honor of bug types every year in Floaroma town. During peak migration season and pollination season, many rare bug types would pass through the area for the town's unique flowers that didn't grow anywhere else. Even bugs from far off regions passed through the area.
It sounded vaguely familiar, but he'd definitely never gone. Apparently there would be games, battles, and the highlight of the festival was a massive 'hide and seek' bug catching contest, with a chance to win a special prize.
Hazard tapped the poster with one of his claws, then looked at Koa, eyes shining eagerly.
"... You want to go?" Koa asked slowly.
The Joltik nodded, practically shaking with excitement.
Koa glanced again, noting the date. A couple weeks from now. Plenty of time to get his badge and travel to Floaroma. But not exactly on his way. He'd hoped to try and travel to Sunyshore for his 7th badge. Floaroma was a bit out of the way but... Hazard's big blue eyes were hard to resist.
He sighed good naturedly, smiling. "Sure, I'll take you. We can go after Rascal's gym battle."
Hazard perked up and clicked his mandibles together.
"Promise," Koa replied.
Looking pleased with himself, Hazard scurried back to his spot on Koa's shoulder and Koa continued on to the library.
This time, he headed for the first floor, where the biology and reference materials were kept. First, he found the encyclopedias and made notes of every mention of 'illusion' and 'mirage' and anything even close to the topic that he could find. Ditto, Zoroark, Mew... and even more pokemon and stories than he initially assumed.
He brought all the books back to a quiet corner of the library, where a small table with chairs had been set up.
Hazard made himself cozy on the table while Echo perched lazily on the back of a chair nearby. Aside from them, the library was fairly quiet this early in the morning, so he had the place to himself.
Then he poured over every book he could find relating to the topic. Most of them were mind numbing and dense historical or biological texts about aura and wave generation and optical illusions, as well as philosophical tales about spirits and tricks. Outside his preferred expertise, but he forced himself to read them anyway. Others were more speculative tales or less credible, but at this point, anything was good.
Although he already knew full well it wasn't the legendaries, the next time he ran into someone like Fossie he wanted to be able to explain everything better. Besides, maybe he'd come across something he missed before.
Some of it he already knew about - Dittos highly skilled were known to be able to pull off near flawless transformations, but even the strongest on record could only hold a form accurately for a fairly short time. And generally a Ditto required a subject to mimic. Using moves took additional effort, apparently. He found it fairly hard to believe a Ditto had been responsible for the destruction of Amity.
Zoroark were the masters of casting illusions, and more than one tale told of travelers being trapped in entire illusions of areas. Except Zoroark illusions couldn't do damage (unless apparently the Zoroark itself used a move). If a Zoroark had blown apart Celestic, or attacked Anubis, that wouldn't have worked. And an illusion wouldn't have activated Flash Fire.
He hummed in thought as he stared at the book about Zoroark, eyes glazing over at the potential explanation about the science of how it worked. Something about forming physical apparitions through a unique manipulation of aura and light waves? It was a bit technical for his taste.
"Always a pleasure to see a kindred spirit here."
Koa's head jerked up and whipped around to see Callahan standing nearby, giving an amicable wave. "Oh hi," he blurted, his eyes wide as he waved back awkwardly. Real smooth.
Callahan smiled. "I must confess, I wasn't expecting anyone to have found my favorite spot in the library, usually no one is here at this hour."
"Sorry, I didn't know this was your spot," he said, blushing slightly. "I'll move," he reached out to gather his books.
"Please, stay, although I hope you don't mind if I join you?" he gestured to one of the empty chairs.
Resisting the urge to grin stupidly, Koa nodded. "Sure, go ahead!"
As Callahan sat down, Echo cracked one eye open to watch.
"If I may," Callahan said, "what are you researching? That's quite the stack of books you have."
Koa shifted in his seat, suddenly self-conscious. "Illusions," he said anyway. "I was just curious after hearing about the legendary attacks."
Callahan leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. "You don't believe the attacks are real?"
"Of course not!" Koa paused as he realized how abruptly he'd spoken. "I mean. No. Legendary pokemon are guardians and protectors, right? Why would Entei burn down Amity Square? There has to be more to it."
A troubled look crossed his face, his brow creasing. "Yes, that is true I suppose. And you believe it to be some form of trickery then?"
"Yeah. What I saw— I mean, yes and no. Not the real legendaries, but not purely an illusion." His gaze shifted down to the book in front of him. Except Zoroark and Ditto didn't fit with what he saw. So what else?
Callahan hummed softly, folding his hands thoughtfully. "Do you have any theories? If you don't mind sharing, that is."
Koa nodded almost without thinking. He underestimated how nice it felt to talk with someone else about this. Maybe Callahan's knowledge of legendaries could help. "At first I thought about Ditto or Zoroark. But even the best Ditto don't seem strong enough, and Zoroark can't use powers, only make illusions. But..."
Leaning in, Callahan tipped his head expectantly.
"I was just thinking, maybe another legendary pokemon? Do you know of any legendaries that could do that?" Koa held his breath, hoping. He was sure by now he'd read about almost every text the library here had about legendaries, but maybe there was more in other regions...
"I would be loath to consider their involvement," Callahan murmured. "You yourself said they are protectors, are they not? Why would another legendary implicate one of their own in such a heinous act?"
Koa hesitated. "Unless they were forced—"
"But it seems rather outlandish, does it not? For example, I do not believe a Mew could be responsible for what happened. One would have to not only find some elusive legendary, and capture it, but successfully control it. Not only does such technology seem beyond possibility, but then to use it only to fake disasters as other pokemon?"
Except it does exist. Dialga and Palkia, red chains... The lake spirits enslaved, captured and their powers used. Cold chills spread through him and he did his best to focus on what Callahan was saying instead.
The researcher drummed his fingers on the table, his gaze settling on Koa's stack of books. "Have you considered the other possibility? Mental trickery?"
"Mental—?" Koa hated how ignorant he probably sounded, but he couldn't figure out what Callahan meant. Illusions were essentially mental trickery, were they not?
A familiar excited smile crossed Callahan's face, as if he were on stage, about to recount a fantastical tale. He edged closer, lowering his voice ever so slightly as he spoke.
"There is much more to the nature of visions and illusions than simple parlor tricks you see. A Ditto is what one might consider quite real. They can indeed shift their biological structure to imitate anything they see, but they cannot replicate the power. Even if a Ditto could take on the visage of Lugia, it could not control the seas and the winds, correct? And a Zoroark can create things that can be seen, but not truly interacted with."
Koa nodded along as he spoke, curiosity piquing.
"Well, there is a third possibility. One of the spirit and mind. For example, are you familiar with the Johtonian pokemon Stantler?" Once Koa nodded again, he continued. "Stantler, strong ones, are said to be able to make people see things. Often when they wish to drive out intruders, they inflict strange visions upon them. But unlike a Zoroark, these cannot be seen by anyone but the victim."
"So..." Koa's brow furrowed and he shot Hazard a baffled look. The Joltik looked equally perplexed. "Is it all fake? A hallucination?" That couldn't be right. "But that makes no sense. How can it all be in someone's head? Amity did burn and the ruins were damaged."
Callahan shrugged. "I would presume not entirely faked, but I see no reason it can't be in part. A few well placed fire-moves, a powerful enough attack at Celestic. And then some ghost or psychic pokemon to make people believe they witnessed a legendary pokemon. Or confirmation bias. Enough people on edge can easily mistake some Arcanine or Luxray in the dark and panic."
He gestured to the books in Koa's stack. "Mismagius... Duosion, Ninetales, Gastly. If the pokemon is strong enough, they could certainly deceive the mind."
A strange sense of annoyance rumbled in Koa's gut. He refused to believe what he had seen and felt was faked, or all in his head. Anubis had been attacked. He'd been hit. The memory of those cold eyes was burned into his mind. But then... Callahan knew legendaries well. If he said this, surely he'd know...?
He glanced reflexively at Hazard, then Echo. Hazard's gaze was narrowed, as if deep in thought, and Echo looked confused.
Callahan cleared his throat and sat back. "Ah, sorry, don't mind me. I suppose this is all speculation at the end of the day. It is quite possible Entei and the other beasts have grown weary of humanity."
No they haven't! Koa grit his teeth. He wanted to shout back, argue. How could anyone who dedicated their lives to researching legendary pokemon believe that? He started to open his mouth, but Callahan spoke again.
"However I am afraid I haven't been entirely honest with you young Koamaru. It is not an entirely random chance I approached you today."
Echo's ears perked up and Hazard stared at him. Koa unconsciously tensed.
"This is my favorite spot, but I also have been hoping to run into you for some time. I came over here to talk to you particularly, and it is quite good fortune that we ran into each other here. I was thinking about you after our brief meeting in Celestic. It's rare to find such passion and a kindred spirit, who truly loves the majesty of legendary pokemon."
Koa found himself smiling brightly.
"I have for some time now hoped to employ a few interns and researchers to work with me, and I think you'd be an excellent candidate. I'll be opening a proper lab in Johto to start researching different legendary pokemon full time, to understand them better, and educate people. I'd like to offer you the first chance to return to Johto for a few months and get set up over there."
Koa's eyes widened and he stared at Callahan, open mouthed, before quickly trying to compose himself. His heart raced. Johto? That would be incredible. He could see the towers and the shrines, and Kanto wouldn't be far away, he could see the museum. And work with Callahan. Then Callahan's words dawned fully on him. "N-now?" he stammered.
Callahan nodded quickly. "It is quite imperative, actually. I can't promise it'll be glamorous at first; there's some setup to do, but there will also be plenty of field work and studies to be done. I could use an assistant very soon, and I'd be honored if you were my first. I'd rather not waste time, as I'm sure you understand."
Yes! Koa wanted to immediately agree except... "How long would I be there for?"
"At least a few months," he replied. "The initial setup will be fairly busy. And it would need to be now, of course. I can arrange transportation by the end of the week. I can make time after the initial setup is complete for you to return to Sinnoh if you want, but you'd be fairly busy."
Koa's heart lurched. He'd be giving up everything here. Kitto. His gym badges. And most of all, his team.
Something tugged his sleeve, and he looked down to see Hazard peering at him pleadingly.
"Well?" Callahan interjected.
Hazard tugged his sleeve again. Right. The contest he'd promised. That wasn't the only promise he'd break either. Growing strong with his team, climbing Mt Coronet. His hope to reach Spear Pillar. Lifting the curse... But this could give him a chance to work with Callahan. His idol.
Glancing between his pokemon, and Callahan, then at the books before him, he knew his decision was already made. His next words felt like lead. "I'm sorry. I can't."
Frustration flashed across Callahan's face, followed by a sort of disappointment. "Please reconsider."
Koa shook his head. "I made promises here. Thank you, thank you so much for asking me and for offering me this. But I have to finish what I'm doing here."
Callahan pressed his lips together. "... Very well. Perhaps later, or another time then. If you excuse me, I do need to be off, however. It was a pleasure speaking with you again." He offered a sympathetic smile before rising from his chair. "I do wish you the best of luck with your goals here. And do try not to get too concerned with such things as legendaries. Try to focus on your journey. Nature has a way of keeping its own balance."
Koa nodded, then waved farewell. Despite the heavy sense of disappointment, he felt good. It was nice to know Callahan wanted him. His gaze drifted back to the stack of books. Yet despite the brief moment of pride, he found himself disagreeing with Callahan again.
What he'd seen wasn't a trick of the mind. He sighed in frustration, leaning back on the chair. "It feels like I'm going in circles, rehashing the same things. I haven't gotten any closer to figuring out what was going on. What do you think, Echo? Illusion? Hallucinations?"
Echo stared at for a moment before shaking his head confidently.
"Thought so," Koa murmured. Not to mention... he pressed a hand against the feather in his pocket. Ho-Oh had been very real. Which brought him back to his first assumption. Legendary pokemon. Off the top of his head, only Mew had that kind of power. He dismissed that initially but could someone really have found a way to capture Mew? Or... was there some other pokemon he was missing? Instinct led him to believe it was the work of a legendary, but what if it wasn't?
And even if he did figure out how, there was still the question of why.
At least his research hadn't been a total loss. He'd thoroughly eliminated a lot of basic possibilities.
Still contemplating, he decided to call it quits for the time being. He reshelved the books he'd taken out and decided to head back home. Echo and Hazard returned their balls to rest. Just focus on what you can do.
The best thing he could do for his team and his goal now was to finish what he started.
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Koa yawned again as he plodded through the empty streets of Canalave City, navigating by the barely present sunrise. Scrapper had woken him before the crack of dawn the following day, both of his own volition and apparently on behalf of Rascal, who was quite sick and tired of waiting around the backyard, and wanted to do more training. Despite him begging them to let him sleep in, they didn't seem keen to listen.
So he'd left a note for Kitto explaining where he was headed, and crept out of the house.
Ideally, Koa would have preferred another few hours of sleep, and maybe letting his team rest. His team didn't seem to see it the same way. Even Echo was awake, gliding above him in eager circles, flying ahead ever so often before circling back impatiently.
Finally, Canalave's beach came into sight. It was mostly empty save for a few people hanging around. He walked to the far end so as to not disturb them, then released the rest of his team. Rascal apparently couldn't help herself but to announce herself to everyone within a quarter mile radius, and Koa winced, covering his ears. "Rascal please," he hissed, shushing her.
The beach was considered a public space, but that also meant trainers and pokemon were expected to be courteous if out during off hours. She huffed in response, rolling her eyes. Koa shook his head, grinning still. Looking at her still felt surreal. Now he had to actually crane his neck to be able to look up at her.
Anubis simply rolled his eyes at the display, but Flurry seemed to be gazing up at Rascal with renewed awe. Scrapper was already shadowboxing, while Hazard watched patiently from Anubis back.
"Okay," Koa said, stifling another yawn. "Let's train."
Scrapper gave an eager cry.
"Rascal, we can make sure you're ready for the gym battle first."
Anubis gave an expectant bark, then nodded to Flurry.
Koa grimaced internally, a tiny prickle of guilt eating at him. He was long overdue to help train Flurry too. He breathed out, looking from Rascal to Anubis. "Okay Anubis. You're right. Rascal, let me help Flurry first, then we'll work on you."
Flurry gave an eager squeak. The Tyrantrum huffed and shot Anubis a scowl, but otherwise remained silent.
He turned to his other pokemon. "Hazard, you and Scrapper can run some drills, got it? And Echo, how about your work on dodging with Rascal? Try to focus on countering too."
His pokemon gave cries of agreement and for a moment, Koa found himself amusedly understanding exactly why Kitto opted to train one pokemon instead of six. Shaking his head, he turned to Flurry.
"Ready Flurry?"
She immediately took up a battle position in the sand, her tiny tail flipper swishing side to side. Such determination in a tiny body. The sight made him smile.
She clapped her fins and gave a shrill cry. Chuckling, Koa quickly withdrew his TM case. "Let's get started."
A few minutes later the process was complete, and he released her from her pokeball. "Ready?"
She made no reply, but he could sense her readiness all the same as she waited for his command. Koa fixed his eyes on a small dune several yards away. "Flurry, use Ice Beam!"
The Spheal opened her jaws and a weak blast of chilly air shot out, traveling a few feet before petering out. She huffed and breathed out again, only succeeding in generating another blast of cool air.
With another frustrated huff, she started again, but Koa held out his hand. "Whoa there," he said, kneeling next to her. "The TM will help you get the idea, but it's different for every pokemon. Take it slow, concentrate."
Her little brow furrowed, her dark eyes shining as she listened.
"Try to let the energy build first and get a feel for it. Think about how ice feels, then use it, okay?"
She turned, setting her sights on a rise in the sand a few yards away. For a moment, she remained perfectly still, her eyes squinted and body tense. Frost crept up around her flippers. Then a weak, but precise stream of ice energy came from her jaws and cut into the dune, leaving a patch of frosted sand in its place.
A wide grin grew on Koa's face. "Again!" he called.
Once more, she gathered her energy and fired the beam, striking the dune. This time, nearly the whole patch of sand froze over. Delight shone in the Spheal's eyes, but also a raw excitement that Koa found himself sharing.
They had more to give. "Come on Flurry, one more time! Give it all you got!" As he called to her, he pumped his fist in the air. She slapped her fins into the sand, kicking up the grains. There was a purposeful hesitation in her stance, a tense of her body, and a prickling of her fur. Then she opened her jaws.
A blaze of a pale energy shot from within, cutting across the sand, leaving a trail of frost in its wake before hitting the ocean waves. For a brief second, a patch of ice formed in the salty water, spreading several inches before Flurry finally let up and the pieces broke apart, slowly melting away.
For a second, Koa just beamed, then he ran to Flurry, scooped her into his arms and squeezed her tight. "That was amazing!"
The Spheal squealed happily in turn before Koa set her down. "Alright, I want you to keep practicing that while I work with Rascal, okay?"
She rolled off almost immediately, quite eager to work on it, and Koa turned to focus on Rascal, only to start with surprise to see her standing just a few feet away, looming over him. Her eyes sparked with excitement and impatience.
"So I think you should try to learn Fire Fang."
A devilish twinkle sparked in her eyes as understanding dawned on her.
Koa continued. "Remember how you learned Ice Fang? It'll be the same principle."
Rascal nodded. Anubis trotted up and barked something to her. She studied him in response for a moment, then gave a nod of understanding. With a swish of her tail, she moved a few feet away, her gaze narrowing on concentration.
Fire. If it was anything like what he'd learned about ice, it wasn't as simple as just something hot. His gaze shifted to Anubis. For him, fire was natural. A part of him. All fire-types had that inner spark, and that was tied to how they wielded flames. But for Rascal, fire was something unnatural. Outside her. So how would Rascal wield it?
For several seconds, nothing happened. Anubis rumbled, and she huffed in frustration, but kept focusing. A slight shimmer flashed around her jaws, and Koa noted a few tiny orange sparks appear before fading.
Rascal let out a sharp roar and reared her head back, snapping her jaws shut. A few more sparks flickered from her mouth. She growled under her breath and stamped her foot.
A tremor shook the ground, a small shockwave rippling outwards and making Koa stumble. He caught himself, then grinned. "Maybe we're working on the wrong move Rascal."
She turned to him, tipping her head to the side.
"Look, we can hone Fire Fang in time, but maybe there's a move you can harness now that'll give you another edge against Bastiodon." He gestured to her feet, excitement flowing through him.
A mischievous light glimmered in her gaze as understanding dawned on her.
Koa couldn't help but grin in turn. "Let's shake things up."
"Anubis, want to help us train for a minute?"
The Houndoom stopped watching Flurry and trotted over, an eager gleam in his eye. Rascal eyed him and huffed dismissively, to which the Houndoom responded with a challenging growl.
"Okay Rascal, ready? You'll need to be able to use Earthquake in the middle of the battle. Anubis, try to avoid Rascal's attacks and attack her. "
Anubis barked something at Rascal, to which she responded with an annoyed huff. Growling, Anubis began to pace around Rascal, as if sizing up how to best attack her now that she was so much larger.
Rascal began to pace with large, deliberate steps, each one making the ground tremble slightly.
Then Anubis barked, cocking his head in a taunting motion. Rascal charged, jaws wide. Anubis burst forward, lunging between her legs in a blur of black and orange fur. Rascal's jaws closed on empty air. Anger sparked and she spun, kicking up a spray of sand.
A stream of fire washed across her face, courtesy of a Flamethrower from Anubis. Not very strong, but enough to make her even angrier. Still keeping on his paws, Anubis dashed out of range of any counter attack. With a mighty roar, Rascal slammed one of her feet down.
The ground shook, rattling Koa's body and making Anubis lose his balance. She lunged after him, giving chase. The Houndoom scrambled to his paws, recovering and breaking into a run.
Interesting. Despite the raw power Rascal possessed, her movements had become clumsy and uncoordinated. She seemed unused to her new body. He made a mental note to try and hone that later.
His gaze shifted to Anubis, who despite needing almost four strides to each of Rascal's one, was managing to use his greater agility to stay out of reach. Every so often he'd spew another burst of flames at Rascal, glassing the sand. She retaliated with Earthquake.
The first few strikes were weak, and even with the range Anubis managed to dodge or get far enough away to avoid getting hurt.
Waves of irritation rolled off Rascal, and he could almost feel her frustration building. Both at her inability to catch Anubis and to master the move. But she was growing less and less coordinated.
"Rascal stay focused!" he called. "Focus your power into the earth!"
Rascal paused, ceasing her chase to focus, then she struck the ground again. This time, Koa really felt the impact, and nearly fell over himself. Anubis yelped as he was thrown off his paws and into a sand dune. Then Rascal lunged. Caught off guard momentarily, Anubis didn't have a chance to move before Rascal snatched him up.
With a flick of her head she flung Anubis to the side, sending him rolling. He tumbled to stop and lay still for a moment, dazed. Rascal snarled in triumph and anger, then lowered her head and charged at Anubis again before he could rise, a strange light glowing in her eyes.
Koa's heart lurched. What was she doing? She'd gotten the move but Anubis was down-
Her jaws opened, this time with dark energy, going for an attack still.
"Rascal!" he shouted, voice spiking with anxiety and confusion.
She skidded to a halt only a foot from Anubis, blinking. The wild light left her eyes and she slowly closed her jaws, looking briefly guilty. Anubis scrambled to his paws a moment later, glaring at Rascal, a growl rumbling in his throat. He barked, then turned and stalked off.
"Are you alright?" Koa asked, hurrying to Rascal's side.
She turned to him and snorted, rolling her eyes. I'm fine. Koa frowned doubtfully, then shrugged it off. If Rascal said she was fine, he would believe her. Besides, getting heated in battle wasn't terribly new.
"Good job though," he added brightly. "I think you've got the hang of the basics, right?"
Rascal nodded emphatically, her old mischievous gleam returning to her eyes. She gave a hearty rumble of delight. From the sidelines, Flurry gave a pleased squeak and Scrapper pumped his fists in the air.
Delight flooded Koa. "Let's keep working on your power."
Half an hour later, Koa stood triumphantly as he took in the near destruction of the sand all around Rascal, who had successfully learned Earthquake and even refined it to be able to use it more easily on the move and with greater strength.
Rascal looked weary from using the move so much, but her head was held high with pride. Already Koa's mind was running with ideas for her gym battle, and how he could use the move.
The Canalave Gym badge was as good as theirs.
I hope everyone enjoyed! Lots of setup to squeeze into this chapter for things that will be important. Some little teases and bits and pieces, and investigating.
I have already completed a significant portion of the next two chapters as well. If I can edit those over the coming weeks I should be able to post more this month.
As always thanks so much for reading, I read and appreciate all the nice comments and they keep me going. While I don't know what the future holds, I have no intention of abandoning this story yet, no matter how slow the progress. Thanks!