'Pichu!'
Ragnarok ran forwards, as if to tackle the shadowy Dusclops, shot straight through, and skidded to a stop.
'Urgh, that felt weird.'
Seeing the Dusclops advancing, he ran back through it, wincing, and scooped up Pichu, stumbling, but dodging the shadow ball that slammed into the pavement past his foot. 'Aaargh!' Pichu, in fright had let loose a small burst of electricity.
Dusclops floated towards us, shadow balls on each claw.
'Rattata, Bite!'
'Charmander, Ember!'
'Which of our moves is good?'
'Try Pursuit, it's Dark, so it should be effective.'
'Ok, Hitmonchan, Pursuit!'
Our three pokémon advanced, and I held up my DSDex to scan the Dusclops. It's silhouette appeared on the screen, but every single stat was '?????' It's name was listed as '??scl?p?'.
The screens changed, and the top one showed a healthbar named '??SCL?P?', and the bottom screen showed three, called 'Rattata', 'Charmander', and 'Hitmonchan'.
'Aha! Video game readings of mysterious origin people! I always wondered how these would work.'
Everyone kept flicking their eyes between the battle and the bars. Rattata had thrown himself at the shadowy creature, fangs bared, and been cast aside with ease. A well timed shadow ball blocked the ember, and flaming, caught Hitmonchan as he thrust a fist forwards.
The second shadow ball hit Charmander squarely in the chest. All three were on the ground, wincing and grazed. We looked at their healthbars. They were all in the red. The shadow's was still full.
'Leggit?'
'I would, yeah.'
With the other two returned to their Pokéballs, I scooped up Rattata and we fled. a building to our right was hit by blue energy, and repaired itself at super speed, before un-building itself and vanishing completely.
Rounding a corner, we saw future Don, racing past a triathlete battling hard with a man in a dark hood. He skidded to a stop by-no, surely not!
A pokémon, floating a few feet off the ground, holding up a building with psychic energy, and projecting a large forcefield around the area.
'Mewtwo! How you holding up?'
'I shall survive. I always survive. Evacuate the area, I do not know how long I-Aargh- can support my barrier. They will be through soon! How are the other areas?'
His arms shook a little, and Don, giving him a worried pat on the shoulder, set off up the road, calling back 'Groudon's doing what he can, but time keeps looping where he is, so his work keeps being reset. Kyogre' got a pretty calm area, but the Regi outposts are reporting chaos at an increasing level. I'm off to get the beasts.'
We exchanged incredulous looks as he carried on down the road, and just stood, mouthing 'Groudon? Regis? Beasts? Kyogre?'
'How many Legendaries do we know?' I whispered excitedly.
'You will-aargh!- grow to know many, and when the call comes to help fight the destruction of worlds-Aaah- we shall all join the cause without hesitation.'
Mewtwo revolved in the air, and looked at us all. Then he gasped and the building he was supporting slipped forwards a few inches.
'Can we help?'
'This building...must not fall. If too many tremors or large impacts...hit the ground-Aaargh!- then the third shall sense the disturbance, and join the fight. Two are bad enough, if he becomes involved-'
'Right, we'll do what we can.'
We all went to try and help hold up the building, but it kept sliding. Happiny, standing on Jonny's head, gave it a huge push, and it began to straighten. Kirlia lent it's psychic power to holding it up.
'Caterpie! String shot!'
Caterpie started to fill the cracks in the foundations with sticky goo, and the then tie sticking out bits of brickwork to others.
'Ember!'
Charmander welded metal together, and Hitmonchan pounded any falling rubble to dust. It was done.
'I thank you. Now my full attention may go on preventing the descent.'
'Uh, you're welcome.'
'I know that this was meant to be nothing more than a vision, and that you were angry to see yourselves, but I at least, am glad you were here. Now run, I shall try to sheild you enough to leave.'
We did as we were told. Kirlia was frantically trying to take us back, but at a cry from above, it looked up and paled. I looked for what had scared it. Ah.
The moon. It was falling. Three Dragonite, Moltres, a flock of Togetic, Lugia, and hundreds, thousands of Pidgey, pidgeotto, pidgeot, hoothoot, noctowl, starly, staravia, staraptor, taillow, and swellow were all desperately trying to hold it back, but it was falling, and heading straight for us.
As it's shadow fell over us, and huge swirling shapes of blue and pink began to take form in the sky, a man soared by overhead, black cape billowing out behind him, blond hair bright despite the closing darkness, riding a black metagross. Laughing, he flew on, and Mewtwo shot past us, calling out 'He knows! He comes, from his world, to rain havoc down on us all! We have failed!'
He gestured for us to go left, and yelled 'Only she can help you now! Quickly!'
Future me came into sight, glaring at the laughing man. I saw him hold out his arm, and a small purple streak leap from it, right at the man.
As we went left, we passed a woman sitting slumped against the wall, weeping, hugging a zigzagoon. It's eyes were closed, and it didn't seem to be breathing. It was bleeding too.
Coming out of the sidestreet, we saw a young boy, a camper, and his sentret disappear into sparks of light as they jumped up from a wall. We passed a row of graves, too recent to even have stones set for them, some only half dug. Future Don went past, this time with his Hitmonchan, fighting a swarm of shadowy figures.
We reached a courtyard, where I could hear a bell, ringing hard. There wasn't a bell tower. There was a group of people, supporting injured pokémon, clutching injuries of their own, and collapsing onto the cobbles, too weak to move. I saw a small, green, fairy like creature, dancing and making a ringing noise. Celebi turned to us, just as future me and Don backed into the courtyard. The laughing man followed, confident. His Metagross seemed to have lost, he was walking in, but the shadow creatures had us out numbered. 'Face it!' he cried, opening his arms wide, waving at the world around us. 'You have failed! They come, and you are all doomed. I shall escape to the other world, and make it my own! The shrapnel left when this is over will enable me to recreate this realm in the other one, and become it's master!'
The blue and pink shapes above solidified, and future me's right arm began to change. it turned white, and his hand became blockier, with big claws, as the shoulder disc grew, it's gem glowing.
Pointing his new claws upwards, he spoke to Rag and Don. 'Watch out down here. I've got to try and stop them before they appear fully. I'll get pinky, can you watch keep everyone safe?'
'We've got it covered.'
'Just don't get yourself killed.'
Future Jonny arrived, and seeing what was about to happen, nodded to his Blissey, who looked exhausted. 'Can you give him a boost?'
She went to future me, and threw him upwards, his claws glowing.
'Watch out!'
Future Don's warning came too late. The blue shape, learning forward, coming into focus, had launched a meteor shower. It struck future Ragnarok, burying him in an explosion of firey energy rocks. As the smoke cleared, I could hear future Don and Jonny giving cries of dismay, and the mysterious man cackled hysterically.
He was gone. There was nothing but a crater and dust.
Celebi came over to us, and we were all too shocked and distraught to be surprised or impressed at being so close to the time travelling wonder. All I managed was 'Please, get us the hell out of here.'
Everything went white, and we were back at the old shop, in the present, where everything was fine. We all sank down to sit on the floor, trancelike. It was a while before I noticed that Pichu was jumping up and down by one of the shelves at the back, straining for something. I got up to help him. All there was on that shelf were the spare Pokéballs. Pichu had seen them from across the room. I handed him one, puzzled, and he waddled over to Ragnarok, who seemed to be having a hard time taking anything in. Pichu, tugged hard at his shirt, hugged him, and put the ball in his hand. Pichu then poked it's button. It flipped open, and swallowed him up. it flashed a few times, then made it's faint 'dnng' noise. It then popped open, spitting Pichu back out. He smiled at Rag, and happily started hugging him again. Rag looked down.
'Oh. look. I've caught a pichu.'
he managed a faint smile.
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