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The Legendary Awakening [RP Thread ]

Hydrangea

I'm baby?
Staff member
Moderator
= Relic Castle =

Face after face pooled into the small ruins of the castle. The sand pooled beneath their feet, everyone basked in the warmth it brought while greetings and other pleasantries took place. There was nothing awaiting the gathered children, however. They were all requested to come to this place but there was seemingly nothing here besides, well, each other. Why had the dream voices brought them here? What were they trying to accomplish by requesting that sixteen teens, with little to no travel experience, come to this extremely specific spot? Fortunately for everyone gathered in the heat and dust of the desert, they would not have to ponder this fact for long.

While speaking to each other, listening to the Pokemon chatter and jump around excitedly, a noise was heard from deeper within the castle. Quiet at first, but growing ever louder, until it had achieved the attention of everyone present at the castle. It sounded similar to footsteps, followed by static. Faces turned, some wandered slightly; hoping to find the source of the odd sounds. But to no avail. And then as quickly as it began it just kind of...

Stopped.

It was silent. Almost completely. Anyone around could have probably heard a pin drop. Ears strained in an attempt to hear something... anything else, but there was nothing. Until the footsteps began, slow at first, until they began to get a bit faster. The teens approached the stairs, assuming that was the source of the noise. A few peaked down the stairs, a couple offered to go down and investigate. However, this was unnecessary, as they caught sight of an orange haired boy and a blue haired girl emerging from the stairs. More of the 'others'? Perhaps they had arrived early and went to hide out in the lower levels so they would not be found.

"Ah. So you've arrived." The boy spoke, his hair wild and orange. His voice sounded... familiar, almost as though the teens had heard it before. He gave a small smile, his eyes showed kindness. The girl behind him, small and short, hid slightly; glancing amongst those gathered. "Come." The boy continued, gesturing to the group. The duo walked back down the stairs, disappearing almost as quickly as they had arrived. The gathered teens glanced at one another, but figured maybe it was best to follow, they had nothing else to go on at this point. The group began to file down the stairs, only to see that the stairs abruptly ended in a large blue portal that resembled a nebula. Confusion rang through the group, was it safe to enter an odd portal? One of the teens walked forward and stuck their arm through it to test it, only to be sucked the rest of the way through. The others looked at each other, before slowly walking into the portal, one by one.

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The Portal

The world within the portal was foggy, marble pillars gave way to a large dining hall. The mist swirled around them, the world seeming almost dream-like. The two people they had followed in were no where to be found, the teens glanced around until they caught sight of one another. Gasps rang throughout the crowd.

They were Pokemon.

Each teen appeared as the name they had been called in their dreams, they were all confused, more so than they had been before. They were approached once again by the small blue haired girl who had been standing behind the boy. "Greetings." She spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." her voice sounded small, but she smiled slightly. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" She exclaimed. She grinned before being surrounded by a large blast of light, transforming fully into a large bat creature. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked. A large lion walked forth from the far end of the hall through the mist, his fur was a stunning white.

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. The faces of the children remained glued to the large lion. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

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Everyone took a seat at the table; it had twenty seats, both ends filled by Solgaleo and Lunala respectively. The other eighteen, were where everyone took their places on either side. Solgaleo looked at those gathered, acknowledging every single one of them.

"It is nice to see each of you again." He looked towards each one individually, smiling and laying his eyes upon them when he spoke their names. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego." He starred at Erin for a few seconds before continuing. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?" Most of the children nodded but a few shook their heads that they had not. Solgaleo sighed. Beginning to retell the legend.

"Many years ago, the great one known as Arceus created all known life. He created powerful beasts to control the aspects of the world, and with their help created the place we call home. The beings he created have come to be known as “legendary”, huge beasts that have control over aspects of life. Some that control time and space, others that represent life and death, and even ones that represent the weather. With the help of these beasts, Arceus came to create the rest of the Pokemon and even bring forth humans; however he could have never foreseen the events caused by the dimensional rift that tore through the sky.

The rift appeared suddenly, without warning. Arceus at first, assumed that the guardian of space, Palkia had accidentally created the rift and would come to close it in time. He could never have been so wrong. Odd creatures began pouring through the rift, things never seen by the legends at the time. They were different, odd, more similar to the humans that Arceus had just began to create than the Pokemon that wandered freely. Also unlike the legends, there were multiples of each one; countless amounts of one, similar to regular Pokemon rather than the grotesque twisted beasts that swirled in front of the legendaries. However, there was one exception, the one that controlled the beasts was huge, towering threateningly over them and seemingly the only one similar to itself.

It referred to itself as the great lord Necrozma, and recounted it’s life within the alternate dimension it had come from. It spoke of harsh times, war, and the deaths of many and seeing Arceus’ almost perfect world caused it anger. It lashed out, attacking all the legendaries and Arceus himself. Many fled, but one legendary of each of the respective types that Arceus had created stuck around till the very end to lend Arceus their power.

The war waged on for centuries, until it seemed to reach a stalemate. The leaders of each side were weakened, and their forces had diminished as time went on. Necrozma offered Arceus a truce, in exchange for equal power over the mortal realm along with understanding the eighteen elements that Arceus had created. Arceus accepted in order to save the legends that fought alongside him during this war, but Necrozma had other plans. Upon Arceus’ acceptance, Necrozma fired an extremely powerful concentrated beam at Arceus and the legends that had stuck alongside him. Once the attack was finished, Arceus stood, extremely weak and on the verge of death and looked towards his fellow legends. Each of which had fallen to the attack, they lay behind him motionless.

Arceus was mortified, he asked Necrozma why he had done such a thing, to which Necrozma replied that he wanted control over this realm, and all realms and would do anything to obtain his goal. He prepared another attack, ready to finish Arceus off when one of his own soldiers stepped in front of Arceus. It was the young jellyfish-like beast, she begged for Necrozma to stop, stop all this violence and go home. Necrozma grew angry at her betrayal, finishing her off with a single strong slash. Arceus sat, knowing it was his last stand, he was prepared to accept his fate. Necrozma focused on him, ready to provide the final blow.

While he was preparing his attack, the twins of day and night jumped through the dimensional crack. Solgaleo and Lunala stood in protest to Necrozma, and he was unprepared for what came next. Using their combined power, the twins forced Necrozma and his minions back through the portal they had come through and sealed him inside with a spell crafted by them and the four guardian Tapu’s.

What came next was an era of peace, and a heartbroken Arceus. His companions had died fighting alongside them, however Arceus foresaw more danger in the future that he would once again need their help with so he told Solgaleo and Lunala a prophecy to hold true.

“100 years of peace will follow the defeat of Necrozma, until he's able to break his chains and come wreak havoc upon our world once again. Those who have fallen today will be reborn eighteen years before the date he will free himself, they will be triumphant over Necrozma once their full potential has been realized.” "
Once he had finished, everyone sat in silence for a few moments before Solgaleo cleared his throat once again. "The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact." He looked over the chairs again, noting the two that were unfilled. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers." He glanced across the table to his sister who nodded and spread her wings to sit up.

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." She looked at the faces in at the table, "His chains will break tomorrow however..." Lunala had a panicked expression forced upon her face. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She glanced around sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands.

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Leo boomed towards his sister, she flinched in response and relaxed back into her chair.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at the teens, now in Pokemon forms, "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Leo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." He glanced at everyone, all their faces filled with worry. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Leo gave a small bow, leaving the room and letting all the children sit and wonder what Necrozma was actually like.

While everyone sat, they felt a surge of power flow through them; teens and Pokemon partners alike. They felt more powerful, and their partners had become stronger and some even changed their forms.


Act 1 Complete

Each legendary child is able to gain two more powers, as well as make one of their current powers stronger.

Your partner Pokemon is able to evolve if you wish, if it has three stages it can evolve into the second stage. If it only has two, it can become fully evolved at this point if you wish.
 

lilcipher

bi & ready 2 di
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Hekas Collins and Mur
Regigigas
Relic Castle, Unova

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Regirock. The name strikes a familiar, cheerful tone. Like a soon-to-be parent coming across the perfect name for their unborn child. To be honest, Hekas likes the name Warren or John more, but Regirock is so right. It’s perfect. It’s meant to be. Destiny, you could say. Henry wasn’t that bad either.

“Hekas. Hekas Collins.” She nods at Henry. She breaks eye contact to look down at Mur, who gazes back up looking slightly confused and worried for her owner’s sudden change of disposition. “But…” Hekas looks back upwards, meeting Henry’s eyes once again. “They call me Regigigas.” It is the first time Hekas has said her own god-given name. Personally, it sounds so odd coming from her own mouth. Too many syllables, the same sound and letter making it seem as if she is stuttering. But spiritually? Spiritually, it sounds right.

After a few seconds of more staring, Hekas blinks and extends her hand, going to shake Henry’s, but she’s distracted by a girl suddenly ducking behind his back. The dark-haired girl looks up at him, a look of recognition coming across her face.

“Waaaaait a second. I think I may have seen you on TV before. Weren’t you a famous actor in one show with some-“ Suddenly the girl is interrupted by a Woolu flying by, who begins a completely different conversation. The girl replies back, and Hekas realizes that these must be the others those that visited her in her dreams talked about. After all, they can talk to their Pokemon like she can talk to Mur. Surprisingly, Hekas isn’t as bothered by this as she once was. It’s almost reassuring now.

And then the noise starts. She doesn’t hear it until it overwhelms all of them, but she feels that it has been there, subtly, the whole time they were gathered. She looks to Mur, who knows more about sounds that she does. The Whismur isn’t looking back at her, instead looking all around the room they are in.

“Mur? What’s going on?”

“I don’t know, Hek. I don’t know where it’s coming from. I can’t pinpoint it-” Mur is cut off when the noise stops. As if it was never there at all. Everyone in the room is silent, ears strained. Mur waggles her ears to and fro with urgency, trying to seek out where the noise has gone. “What the bloody-”

A new sounds starts. Footsteps, drawing ever closer. Hekas waits for someone else to step forward first, but once they do, she follows from a distance behind. As the teenagers come across the stairs leading deeper into the castle, two emerge from the darkness of the staircase. There’s something different about them, Hekas notices. They exude a different kind of presence than those were gathered in the first room at least moments before. Looking at the boy feels like looking directly at the sun, but without the pain and blinding light. It same light that visited her in the dreams. The girl is the same, reminding Hekas of the bright darkness she has seen before. It’s only until the two talk that Hekas’ thoughts are confirmed.

"Ah. So you've arrived. Come,” the orange-haired boy tells them in a voice that is too deep and powerful for a mere boy. Both he and the blue-haired girl lead the group into the darkness of the castle below, and the children - no, now adults - follow. Hekas leans down and picks Mur up, giving Henry once last glance before she travels further into Relic Castle. It turns out that the stairs give way to a nebulous portal, leading to heaven knows where. Teenagers whose names she never got pass through hesitantly, until she is next. Hekas falters a bit, confused and scared. She looks down to Mur, cradled in her arms. The Whismur is no longer worried, instead having a neutral expression on her face. She smiles slightly, nodding at her trainer.

“It’s okay, Hek. It’s the next step. We have to do this.” She pauses a few seconds more, then reaches up and pats Hekas’ face with a stubby paw. “It’s going to be okay.

And that’s all Hekas needs to step down and through the portal.

Fog surrounds her, and through the fog she sees great marble pillars framing a large dining hall. She can’t help herself, and she reaches forward to touch the marble, wanting to use it to create a homunculi for herself. Hekas stops, though, once she sees her hand extend in front of her. She has no hand. Instead, a large yellow ring extends from her pale wrist, with three fingerlike appendages extending outward. Her fingers are made of the same material as the pillars in front of her, hard and speckled with black. Marble. She looks down at her body, and would gasp if she could, but finds no mouth. No face, at that matter. Just marble body, with similar birthmarks as on her human body, and a yellow carapace leading up to what isn’t her face.

Hekas swings her huge body to the side to look at her fellow companions, and bumps into one of the massive pillars. Her strong body blasts through the marble, shattering it into dust and shards. She stops, frozen in fear at what she’s done. After a few seconds, it seems that the roof will not crumble upon her heads, and the pillars serve no purpose other than decor. Hekas slowly and carefully continues to turn, considerate of her massive size. When she sees her companions, she freezes again.

It’s a motley of monsters. A giant serpent, a quadruped dragon, a jellyfish-like being much smaller than the rest of them. So many more surround them, each looking different than the last. Sixteen beings - sixteen gods - reside in the room, each looking as confused and panicked as the next. Hekas notices a beast made of rock, and feels a maternal connection to it, but her next wave of emotions drown out her parental feelings. She feels the familiar grasp of anxiety grab hold of her heart, her lungs, her stomach. It squeezes at her organs and she loses her breath, hot fire spreading through her veins and setting them alight. Her massive hands wrap around her torso, or whatever part of her that would be, and she crumples over onto herself. She almost falls to her knees but then the blue-haired girl from before appears. She bows to them, and Hekas can’t help but notice how tiny she was. A misplaced step can crush her, or so she thinks, because then the girl apparently transforms into a magnificent bat-like creature in a bright flash of light.

"Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" The bat smirks in a toothy way, and another large being emerges into the room. This time, it’s a large lion, fur white as snow and aura hotter than the sun. If it is in any way like the bat, Hekas assumes that he must be orange-haired bow.

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bows to them, however a lion may bow. Hekas stays frozen once again, stuck doubled over upon herself as she watches the two legends from across the dining hall. The great lion continues. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here. And… of course, you will finally learn the truth.”

The others move into chairs, each one fitting despite their size and shape. The one designated for Hekas is beside the rock monster’s. As she stumbles to her chair - massive and made of the same material as she - she realizes that the creature hewn from stone is Henry. In the back of her head, she feels the same psychic connection, like the red thread of fate tied between them. Though no thoughts of romance dance about, the connection is merely platonic. Familial. As if instead of soulmates, they are soulbrethren. She slowly sits into the chair, making sure not to obliterate it as she had the marble pillar from earlier. The being known as Solgaleo meets her eyes, as he does with all sixteen other deities. He speaks her name as he locks eyes with her, before doing the same with the others. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?" He asks. Some nod, some shake their heads. Hekas stays silent and still, half afraid of moving and breaking something else, half still panicking and screaming inside of her head. The great lion sighs, and regales them the tale of Arceus giving the universe life, creating the very gods that they are to help control the new universe he creates. He tells the tale of the demon Necrozma, appearing from a rift to wage war on Arceus and his children. Necrozma almost defeated them, until one of his own children betrayed him and sided with Arceus, resulting in the demon lord’s defeat at the price of all of the legendaries. Only Solgaleo and his sister Lunala survived, who sought out the reincarnations of sixteen of the legendaries, who were now supposed to help defeat Necrozma when he appeared again.

Silence permeates the dining hall, before Solgaleo clears his throat. "The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact. Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers." He motions to his sister, who confirms Hekas’ fears that Necrozma would destroy them with no power at all.

"His chains will break tomorrow however…” Oh, lovely. So they would be all killed tomorrow. Just perfect. Perfect birthday gift right there. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..."

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" The massive lion roars, making Hekas jump in her seat, her body knocking against the chair with a loud boom. A quick check of the chair shows that it is unharmed, though Hekas is embarrassed for the noise nonetheless.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these… Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" The bat screeches back, and her feline brother roars again, mighty and intimidating. Lunala leaves, disappearing out of the room. After a few awkward moments, the lion looks back apologetically.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily. Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." The great lion leaves the room with a small bow, leaving the children - because that’s what Hekas felt like they were, despite their new age - to themselves. Hekas’ anxiety is extinguished by a new surge of power. She looks about, a bit shakey. At her side is Henry, and she lets out a shakey sigh. There’s a small tug at her foot, and when she peers underneath the table, she sees a purple Pokemon about half of her size crawl out from under the table. It stands it front of her, and Hekas looks into it's large eyes. She knows it's Mur, that her little buddy has evolved. But this is too much change, too much at once. Overcome by emotion, she grabs the Loudred and pulls her into her arms.

“What’s happening, Mur? What are we going to do?” She chokes out. “I want to go home. I want to see Mom…” She squeezes her Loudred tight, thankfully not crushing the poor thing with her newfound strength. Mur hugs back, as hard as she can.

“It’s going to be okay, Hekkie love. We know what we have to do now. We have to get ready, and fight Necrozma. We can do it, all of you can. What’s one god against sixteen?” Mur nudges Hekas upright, taking her face into her new, large hands. “But you need to do it together. You need to get to know them.” Mur motions to the others, to Henry. Hekas looks up, and at the other children. They all look as worried as she is. Hekas nods to her companion.

“Okay… Okay…” The blonde stands up, on shakey legs, Mur close behind her. She walks over to Henry, the only person she knows so far among the group of heroes. “So, uh….” She sniffles again. “What do you make of all of this, heh?” She weakly chuckles.
 
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Schade

Party.

Alexander Brennan and Rocky
Zapdos
Relic Castle


The other Pokemon seemed excited to be right about Geodudes origins as it glefullyconfirmed it to the Henry guy. Henry himself seemed rather surprised by Alex' literal sudden electrical outburst. "You okay buddy? What's with the light show?", he asked. "Oh, that's for releasing some steam. Or.. electricity.. hee hee hee..." Alex replied, giving him a lazy thumbs up. It took a few minutes after his shortages before he returned to normal.

"Nice to meet you, Alex. Name's Ivan Vincent, that there's Vera, Bedi, and Gwendoline Gunther. I call her Gwenny,", the guy named Ivan said as the last two he greeted bowed gracefully in responce. Rocky mirrored the gesture. "Yes, hi nice yo meet'cha!" Alex replied.

After this, two girls came over. One was dressed in purple and had an odd-colored Ekans with her, while the other looked more casual, accompanied by a pink-ish grass-type pokemon. The two also talked about the names of their apparent legendary dream-thingy. Sounded interesting, and Alex wanted in on the conversation now that he had the energy to do so. But before he could do that, more people showed up. This time a very pink guy and a rather gloomy looking fellow. The pink guy seemed very flamboyant, putting no effort into hiding his opinion of the guys present, which seemed to really annoy the other guy. The pink guy went ahead to give Henry a very.. compassionate greeting, which sparked flares of jealousy in Alex, for some reason. He never bothered thinking about romance, but having felt what he has in different situations, it wasn't too difficult to see where it was going.

"Wow, you're cute! Love the hair color. It suits you." the pink guy said. Apparently his name was Lorenzo something. Alex glared at him, but quickly recomposed himself. No need being rude to this guy he didn't even know. He wasn't one to judge others anyway. "Hey, yes, thanks, spent 9 hours at the barbers shop to make it. Hi. I'm Alexander, you may call me Alex, or Xander, or Zapdos according to my dreams heh. This is Rocky, he's a Geodude." he energetically mumbled in his usual tone. While introducing Rocky, Rocky bowed gracefully. Or.. As gracefully as a body with arms could do.

As Lorenzo went on to the next guy, Alex casted a glance at Henry, who looked rather dazed, for some reason. Alex sighed, and went on to try and grasp the situation. They were many people at the castle now, and even the local pokemon had stepped back. They all had Pokemon accompanying them, so there were no mistaken they were all in the same situation as he was in himself. However, the dream hadn't ctually said anything about what to do once they got to the castle. Would they be greeted by some weird guy in a suit? Men in black? Aliens?

As a weird answer to his silent prays, Alex was then made aware of a noice from deeper into the ruins. It sounded a lot like footstepps, but also had the sound of an electric discharge to it. The others seemed aware of it as well, and Alex expected things to start happening. But it didn't. It then went eeriely silent. IT was a little creepy. After the creepy silence stopped, it started again.. somehow. Some of the people present, Alex included, were curious to see where the sounds came from.

"Hey Rocky, let's see what that was", Alex excitedly exclaimed, breaking the silence. Rocky hesitated at first, but bowed, and the two ran deeper into the ruins.

As he came to the staircase, he casted a gaze down, but it was dark. "Don't worry, I got this!" Alex exclaimed as he began charging power. Sparks eminated from every surface of his body and he lit up like a Xurkitree. He went down a few stepps until he saw two people standing there. Did they come from another entrance? They weren't there when Alex first arriwed.. The boy had orange hair while the girl had blue hair. Definitely related to all this.. somehow.

"Ah. So you've arrived." the boy spoke. His hair was messy, and he looked fairly decent. But there was something about his voice that sounded familiar. he looked kind too. The girl however, looked a bit more uncomfortable than he did, and slightly hid behind him. "Come" she said. the duo then descended down the stair with the other guy. It was silent for a little while..

"I'm not entirely sure if...." Rocky started, rubbing his chin like he usually did when he was in deep thought.

"Okay, here we come!" Alex excitedly exclaimed as he ran down the stairs after the duo, interrupting Rocky.

"Oh, for heavens sake.." Rocky sighed as he followed.

At the end of the hallway down the stair was a blue pulsing round thing of energy or something. IT looked a lot like a portal based on every video game reference Alex had ever made throughout his life. Was it safe to test it out though? One of the others had apparently already entered it. Alex stopped for a moment. "Now, be careful not to.." Rocky said, but Alex had already slightly touched the portal, making it suck him in. "Whooooaaaaaaa" he shouted as he was sucked in. Rocky managed to grab his arm and was sucked in with him, looking very worried about Alex.

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It was very foggy here. Like. Really foggy. It was difficult to see anything, but Alex managed to see some pillars surrounding what looked like a huge dining table. "Oh god did i die", Alex sighed with a hint of complaint in his tone. "Nope. I'm here too." Rocky said. "Please don't do rash decissions like entering foreign portals in the middle of dark haunted castles, please." he was visibly upset.

"You are not dead, Zapdos. Relax." the blue haired girl said as she appeared from.. somewhere. "Greetings." She now spoke to the entire group as they appeared, who had also entered through the portal. Alex sighed a sigh of relief. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." She greeted in a formal fashion. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" the girl said. She grinned eeriely before being surrounded by a large blob of light, transforming some sort of weird cosmic entity. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" a voice sounding like hers said.

Trying to comprehend what was going on around them, Alex scratched his head. Or.. he tried to. Somehow his arm felt all soft and fluffy. That was when he realized that his arms were now huge spiky yellow wings. He took a quick glance at himself. He was now looking exactly like Zapdos from his dreams! That was weird. "What? How? Huh? Uhm.. What?", he mildly panicked as he ran around waving his wings around trying to get a grasp on the situation. Was this a dream perhaps? He looked at the others, who also looked completely different from what they originally did. Some he recognized from books, but others were weird. Now this is what one could call a circus.

He felt mostly like himself, besides he was a bird now apparently. he sighed at the irony. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!", the bat said, and as on queue, another being entered their sight. This one was a large lion of sorts. Could that be the other guy she was with at the ruins?

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo."He then somehow bowed gracefully, like in the Pyroar King movies. Alex was standing still, watching it as he adjusted to the movements of being a bird. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here. And… of course, you will finally learn the truth.”. The truth would likely come in handy. Was he like, a bird forever now? No, Lunala had said that he would be able to turn back.


The group was then guided to take seats by the table, which proved to be problematic for most of them, Alex included. He tried getting into the chair, and sat down. He looked silly, with his legs sticking out in front of him. Sitting like a human was obviously not going to work. He bounced back to his feet and placed himself on the back-lean of the chair. Much better.

"It is nice to see each of you again." Solgaleo said before looking at each one of them individually, smiling and laying his eyes upon them when he spoke their names. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego."He took a short break before continuing. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?". Some of the others nodded, however Alex tilt his head trying to remember. Necrozma? Sounds evil. Like.. Not good kinda evil. He then shook his head. The name sounded familiar but he could not remember where he heard it. Maybe some foreign DJ or something. Solgaleo sighed as he started telling a grand story about... Yeah Alex wasn't paying attention.

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact. Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers.". Lunala nodded in response. That was kind of them, however, what was the plan from here?

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you. His chains will break tomorrow however..." Lunala had a panicked expression forced upon her face. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She now looked very unsettled. Well that was the worst pep-talk in the history of today.
"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Solgaleo barked at her, which made her quiet.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these... Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" she panicked again. Wow, it was great to hear that she had so much faith in the group. Solgaleo roared at her in response, causing her to leave the place angrily. "I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." Solgaleo said. The silence that followed was not a pleasant one. "Quack", Alex said to break the silence.
"Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Solgaleo then said before turning around and leaving the same way Lunala had left, leaving the group to themselves.

Alex jumped off the chair and proceeded to wobble over to one of the pillars. He really did not want to fly. But now what? The group were now titans of sort, gods? would be fun to be a god but.. He really felt more like a tired crow than anything else. Rocky walked over to him. He looked different now, and Alex was competent enough on the field of pokemon training to know he had evolved. "Sweet! You're a new you! Yay, congratulations! Yay!" Alex said, waving his wings enthustiastically. Rocky was not buying it though. The newly evolved gravler looked up at him. "Are you okay there chap? You do not look so good.".

Alex sighed. "Now what? I'm a bird and i can't even. I won't even fly.". Rocky knew of his fear of heights, and being a bird in all of that would be all too ironic. OH well, nothing to do about that now. most of the others also seemed to be in a gloomy mood, so Alex decided he would try and mingle. He wobbled over to Hekas and Henry, looking like a huge marbel statue and a lump of sentient rock respectively.

"Hey hey! Looks like we're awesome now, huh? If only there came a manual on flying with all this, hahahahah!" Alex excitedly said as he smiled at them. Hopefully they couldn't see through his borderline panicking mood. The group couldn't be gloomy forever, and someone would have to cheer everyone up. Rocky sighed.
 
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Monster Guy

Fairy type Trainer

Lorenzo Amoré and Fiorentina
Xerneas
Relic Castle, Unova

"My name's Sasha! What kind of a pokemon are you?" The Rockruff said to Fiorentina.

The shiny Comfey bounded around, excited that someone was actually interacting with her. "Oh my gosh, hi! Lorenzo calls me Fiorentina! I'm a Comfey! I'm from Alola! It's so pretty there! Lot's of colorful flowers for me. Weeee!" The Fairy type kept on chattering on and on.

Meanwhile, Lorenzo was busy with other people. First, a girl with silvery-white hair, and dressed entirely in black strode towards Kyle and greeted him with a headlock. You could tell by the look on the other blond guy's face that he was not happy with this at all, which made Lorenzo giggle.

"Hey, Kylo," she laughed, before letting him go. She then gave Lorenzo a noogie, messing with his hat. Lorenzo just giggled again, then fixed his hat. He then noticed a Sableye staring hungrily at his diamond ring, before a Sawk pulled her away. Lorenzo hid his arm behind his back just in case. He didn't want his accessory to get eaten.

Lorenzo was then approached by the really tall guy, who wasn't floating anymore. For some reason, he had a strange sense of familiarity with this guy as he did with Isaac and Adrien. He didn't really think too much about it though. "Anyways, I'm Ivan. Ivan Vincent. The Sableye's mine and her name's Vera. The Sawk's Bedi. He's the Pokémon of my best bud, Gwenny--" He gestured to her to a blonde girl. who just nodded in acknowledgement, "--there. But anyways! Enough about me. Lorenzo, right? That's a nice name. You wouldn't happen to come from Kalos, would you?"

Lorenzo smiled and nodded. "Oh yes! Laverre City, born and raised. What gave it away though? Is it the way I'm dressed? Us Kalosians tend to be really fancy dressers! You'd fit right in there yourself! Haha!"

Suddenly, there was a noise heard that sounded like it was coming from deep within the Relic Castle. It made Lorenzo stop and pause. The noise sounded similar to footsteps, followed by static. Lorenzo tilted his head, wondering what the source of the noise. Just as quickly as the noise started though, it stopped.

Then was silent. So much so that you could hear a pin drop, even with all this sand. The silence was unnerving. Then the footsteps began. Several of the others ran up to the stairs to see what was going on, Lorenzo included. It didn't take very long to solve this mystery. A boy with messy orange hair and a blue haired girl emerged from the stairs.

Lorenzo thought they were more of the others, until the boy started talking. "Ah. So you've arrived." The boy spoke. In spite of his messy hair, and the fact that he looked like he was the same age as the rest of them, the guy still carried himself with a regal air. The girl behind him was smaller than the boy, and was actually hiding behind the guy for some reason. "Come." The boy continued, gesturing to the group. The duo walked back down the stairs, and disappeared.

Everyone else looked confused at first, but decided to follow them down the stairs. It wasn't like they had anything else to go on. As they went down the stairs, Lorenzo saw that they suddenly ended in a large swirling blue portal. There was debate amongst the group as to whether or not was a good idea to step through it, but Lorenzo just took a deep breath, and went on through along with his Comfey. They had already come this far, what did they have to lose by going through?

---


The Portal

At first, everything was misty. Lorenzo couldn't see anything around himself. Slowly the mist faded, revealing marble pillars that gave way to a large dining hall. That wasn't the odd part though. First, the two teens they had followed in here were no where to be seen. Then there was the fact that Lorenzo wasn't accompanied by a bunch of humans anymore. Everyone was a Pokemon now, including himself.

Lorenzo could see his own reflection in the surface of the shiny glass floors. He had turned into giant blue deer. Complete with the fabulous antlers. He had become Xerneas now. Even though Lorenzo liked how he looked as a human, he had to admit, he didn't look bad like this. He was so majestic now, and more importantly, tall! It would take a bit of time to get used to being on all fours, though.

Lorenzo spent some time admiring his reflection, until they were approached once again by the small blue haired girl who had been standing behind the boy. "Greetings." She spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala. It's so nice to finally meet you all!" She exclaimed. She grinned before being surrounded by a large blast of light, transforming fully into a large bat creature. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked.

Then, a large white lion walked forth from the far end of the hall. "Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

Everyone took a seat at the table. Lorenzo merely stood at his part of the table. He was on fours after all, it wasn't like he could sit. He stood right next to Adrien, or Yveltal in this case, since he could really only tell it was them by their Pokemon.

"It is nice to see each of you again." Solagleo addressed the group. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego. I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?"

Lorenzo had heard this story as a child. It was almost like a Fairy-tale that every parent tells their children at some point in their life. till, Solgaleo repeated it for those that hadn't heard it already.

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact." Solgaleo finally finished. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers."

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." Lunala said somberly. "His chains will break tomorrow however... He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." Well, that certainly is a good way to motivate someone. Lorenzo thought sarcastically.

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Leo shouted back at his sister.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these... Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Leo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage.

Hmph, who is she calling a meatsack? Lorenzo thought, offended by that comment. This must have been one of those typical brother and sister spats. Even though he loved his own sister very much, they did have their moments where they didn't agree. He wondered if he would ever see her again after all this. He tried not to dwell on that depressing thought though.

"Quack", The yellow bird said completely out of the blue. Lorenzo couldn't help giggling at the randomness of it.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily. Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Leo gave a small bow, and left the room

Suddenly, Lorenzo felt a surge of power flow through him. He felt much stronger than before, though he didn't understand why. Some of the other Pokemon even evolved, but Fiorentina remained the same. Comfey don't evolve. The flowery Fairy type was swinging off of Lorenzo antlers like they were tree branches, having the time of her life.

At this point, everyone else was having a chat about their current situation. Lorenzo looked at Adrien next to him, and gently nudged him to get his attention. "Hey Adrien, I'm Xerneas, and you're Yveltal. Betcha didn't see that one coming huh?" Lorenzo asked jokingly. He found it amusing that he was still able to talk despite not having a mouth to speak of. "We were destined to be buds! I don't know about you, but I'm liking this so far. It's nice not actually having to look up to everyone all the time! Plus, I'm a Fairy! And not just any Fairy, but the king of all Fairies! This is like something straight out of a Fairy-tale! I'm not too worried about this Necrozma business. There's so many of us, and only one of him. I think we'll be fine."

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Kyle Uriah Remington and Frosty
Kyurem
Hall of Legends

;215; > ;461;​

Kyle had gone through the portal along with everyone else, and had become this gray icy dragon known as Kyurem. Believed to be the empty shell left behind when Reshiram and Zekrom split in two. Even though the expression on his face didn't show it, he rather liked this new look. He couldn't help but find it amusing how all of the people back home would most likely lose their shit if they ever saw him like this. After all, these were the same people who were terrified of some man-eating monster from an old legend, and stuck to old traditions that no longer made any sense.

After Solgaleo left the room, Kyle felt a lot stronger than before. That newfound power also seemed to pass over to Frosty, who started glowing, then evolved into Weavile without the use of a Razor Claw.

"Alright!" The Dark type shouted as he pumped his claws into the air. Then he started doing poses, and slashing and punching the air around him. "It's about time this happened! Don't I look awesome?!" Frosty asked his trainer.

Kyle appreciated that his Pokemon evolved. He would have done it much sooner if he had been able to find a Razor Claw. However, Kyle's face didn't show his approval. There were much bigger, and more important things to think about. Like what he had just been dragged into. They were all reincarnated deities who were summoned to fight off some monster called Necrozma. Now, Kyle enjoyed a good fight more than anybody, but he had to wonder about this whole thing. How dangerous was this... Necrozma thing, if they had to create a whole alternate dimension just to hide from it? What were Solgaleo and Lunala not telling them? Then there was the matter of what would happen afterward. Would they return to their old lives, or remain Pokemon forever? And what if they should fail in their goal?

All of these questions ran through Kyle's head, as he stood there with a serious expression on his dragony face.
 
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Vern

Why not both?
Fern & Razor
Rayquaza
Relic Castle, Unova.


Now that she was outside and well away from all the people, Fern felt herself relaxing. The sands that flew around Relic castle had a strange, mesmerising rhythm, and provided more than enough for her to look at while she passed her time. It was almost hypnotic. As she was prone to do when alone and in a nice place, Fern engaged herself with the activity that had preoccupied so much of her time over the past few years - daydreaming, reminiscing, and occasionally a bit of both.

She was a dragon, soaring through the skies, diving and swirling and performing all sorts of amazing acrobatics as the clouds twisted themselves into impossibly complex knots for her. She was sitting on a bench as the sun sets, sharing a can of cold coffee with a red-haired, faceless boy that somehow seemed incredibly familiar. She was an archer seated inside the walls of a decrepit castle under siege, taking careful aim before killing the enemy commander in a single, perfect shot. She was diving through an underwater cave, illuminated by thousands upon thousands of tiny, glowing spirits that spoke to her about all the mysteries of the universe.

She wasn’t sure how much time passed before she was snapped out of her little dream world by the sound of a person talking. “You havin’ fun, Yache?”

The voice was male and oddly familiar, and for a second Fern found herself back on that bench in the sunset before the sound of a voice responding dragged her out of her fantasies for good. She immediately dismissed the thought - whatever correlation the voice had to her past friend was most likely an illusion created by a mind that was bored and quite desperate.

“Isaac,” the voice, presumably the person called Yache said, “we NEED one of theseeee.”

“You mean a sand box?” The first voice, presumably Isaac, responded, with a chuckle.

Fern turned around to see the figure of a boy with dark brown hair and green eyes - a distinctly unfamiliar face. The source of the other voice is nowhere to be found, until her eyes fall onto the shape of a Trapinch rolling around in the sand. So that meant that Isaac was the name of the boy, and Yache the name of his companion. It also meant that he was like her - the recipient of strange dreams and incredible powers, followed around by a talking companion who by all rights shouldn’t be talking. Before she could get any further with her rather absent-minded mental analysis of the situation, the boy spoke.

“Sorry,” he said, lowering his voice, “I didn’t see you there. Didn’t mean to disturb you.” He smiled. “Looks like we had the same idea though.” he paused for a moment, before continuing. “I’m Isaac. It’s nice to meet you.”

Fern blinked, looking at him with a sort of confusion before she realised that he was talking to her. “It’s all right - I wasn’t doing anything anyways.” she replied, her voice similarly low - though it was out of habit rather than an attempt at being considerate. “I’m Fern.”

Before any further pleasantries could be exchanged, a strange, loud sound broke the somewhat-tranquil silence that she had been basking in. The sound of footsteps, followed by static. She stood there, silently, listening to the sound until it faded away. Curious, she turned around and began to make her way down the stairs, momentarily forgetting that she had just been engaged in a conversation. Thankfully, she remembered in time, and quickly turned around, moving back up the stairs. It would have been rude to just leave without some sort of notice.

“Sorry about that.. I was distracted,” she said, making a conscious effort to raise her voice to be heard over the wind, “I’m going to go and check on what’s going on.” she paused for a moment, then remembered that it would probably be a good idea to invite him along, so she did. “You want to come as well?” With that needed to be said already said, she turned around and quickly made her way back down into the castle, regardless of whether Isaac followed her or not.

She entered Relic Castle just in time to see the rainbow-haired guy dash off towards the staircase, followed by his Geodude, who seemed to be trying to tell him to be cautious. Obviously, he didn’t listen - that’s normal for his type of character. As the rest of the group follows him down the stairs, the strange-girl who’d seemed oddly attracted to the naive guy going down last of all (dammit, I’m not good with names), Razor flew up into her face, tugged at her ribbon again, and began to yell excitedly: “OMYGOSH FERN THIS IS SO COOL COME ON LETS GO AND LOOK AT WHATS GOING ON.”

Before she could say anything, Razor had flown off downstairs, and having no other choice, Fern followed him. She arrived just in time to see two figures emerging from the staircase - distinctly unfamiliar ones. A boy with wild orange hair, and a girl hidden behind him. "Ah. So you've arrived." The boy spoke, gesturing towards the group, "Come." He then walked down the stairs and disappeared. Soon enough, the others followed him down, and came face to face with what looked like some sort of portal to the netherworld. She was just in time to see the rainbow-haired guy from earlier touch it and end up being sucked in, screaming something that sounded like ‘Woaahhhh’. His Geodude was latched onto his arm, looking distinctly worried about the entire ordeal.

Razor, of course, was not about to be beaten to the punch. “Hey, Fern! Look at that! It’s sooooo cool! Come on! Let’s go!” he yelled, before jumping off her head and dashing straight through the portal before Fern could stop him. Left with no other choice, she sighed and followed him in, allowing anyone else who wanted to enter to go in before her to do so.

A single thought echoed through her mind: This is so cool.

-~-~-​

The first thing that met Fern’s eyes was fog. Lots of fog. Thankfully, it faded away slightly soon enough to reveal a large, marble dining hall propped up by several pillars. The fog still remains, giving the entire room a vaguely dreamlike appearance. Before she could reorientate herself, the sound of something big hitting something big reverberates through the cavern. Instinctively, she whirls around to pinpoint the source of the sound, and sees that a gigantic marble golem with several yellow markings on it had rammed into one of the pillars.

The golem was familiar to her - she’d done enough research into folklore for that to be the case. It’s Regigigas - the titanic creature said to have been able to move continents. She glanced around the entire room, and her suspicions, which had been lingering for a while, are confirmed - Legendary pokemon. Every single one of them, all of which she recognised except for one, jelly-fish like blobby thing. She looked down at herself, although she already knew what she was going to find - the long, twisting green body of the legendary dragon, Rayquaza. Besides her, a large yellow bird - Zapdos, probably - said something along the lines of ‘omygod did I die’, which meant that it was probably the rainbow-haired dude. Isaac, who she had been talking to earlier, seemed to have appeared as a familiar, slug-shaped being - Zygarde.

Before she could do anything, a familiar reddish blob rammed itself into her face. “Fern! Is that you?” Razor yelled, sounding like an overexcited kid who had ingested several times more caffeine than what was considered healthy, “OMYGOSH you look so cool! Do a barrel roll! Please?”

The blue haired girl who had been hiding earlier appeared out of nowhere, drawing Fern’s attention away from her companion. "Greetings." She spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." her voice sounded small, but she smiled slightly. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" As if appearing out of nowhere and creating a massive portal wasn’t enough, she grins and transforms into a large, bat-like creature - Lunala, the legendary Pokemon Lunala. Fern hadn’t been able to find as much about her as she would have liked, so she took this chance to examine the creature carefully. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown.” Lunala continued, “But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!"

Great. You really know how to show off, don’t you?

Another creature appeared through the mist. A lion, its fur a gleaming white. It didn’t take long for Fern to figure out who it was - Solgaleo, Lunala’s companion legendary. "Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. How did a lion bow anyways? But regardless of that, bow he did. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

-~-~-​

The group of not-quite-teenagers were guided to a table, where they took their seats with varying difficulty. After a few tries, Fern managed to fit herself onto her chair by coiling herself up, like a snake. Solgaleo looked at all of them, referring to each one by name. Fern took the time to check off the names against her own mental list, and found that they all matched. Except for one, the blobby thing - Nihilego, apparently. There was something about it that made it seem somehow different from the rest. Solgaleo had also spent longer looking at it than he had spent looking at the others. Strange. I ought to look into that later. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?"

Fern’s blood instantly ran cold. That one question had confirmed all of her hopes and fears - but predominantly, it was fears. She hardly listened as the lion retold the entire story - she knew it by heart. Instead, doubts and vaguely panicked thoughts flew through her mind, incapable of forming itself into a coherent whole. The only one thought that rose above all the rest was - I doubt I’ve ever been as screwed in my entire life as I am now.

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact." Solgaleo said, looking over the chairs again, noting the two that were unfilled. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers."

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." Lunala said, looking at the faces and not-quite-faces seated at the table with a panicked expression forced upon her face, "His chains will break tomorrow… He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..."

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Leo boomed towards his sister, she flinched in response.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at the teens, now in Pokemon forms, "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Leo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage. A stunned silence fell over the room. Fern looked around for something that might break the silence, and thankfully, it was quick to show up, in the form of the ever-helpful rainbow-haired-guy-turned-thunderbird.

“Quack.” he said. Fern would have laughed, but she didn’t know how to do that with her new, elongated mouth, so no sound came out.

But that was enough to break the spell, and Razor sprang into action. “I doubt I’ve ever been as screwed in my entire life as I am now!” the bird yelled, flying in several massive circles around her dragon-head. “Fern, do you know what this means? DO YOU? OMYGOD WE’RE GOING TO DIE! WHERE IS THIS NECROMAZA DUDE? I SWEAR I’LL GO OUT FIGHTING!” Fern tilted her head upwards, and Razor slammed himself into her snout, promptly knocking himself out cold. Fern reached out with one of her short, stubby arms, catching the bird before he could hit the floor.

“Sorry about that…” she murmured, finding it distinctively odd that her own, quiet voice was coming out of the mouth of a massive dragon.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." Solgaleo said, glancing at everyone, "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Leo gave a small bow, leaving the room.

Fern felt a strange heat on her left hand, and looked down to see that the unconscious form of her birdy companion was glowing. Evolution - a process she had at once dreaded and looked forward to. Now, Razor would be able to bother her while being louder, bigger, faster, and stronger. But on the other hand, he also gets a whole lot cooler. Everything in life is a trade-off, after all. Besides her, Regigigas seemed to be having a panic attack, and was looking over to Regirock for some sort of comfort. Zapdos, on the other hand, seemed largely okay with it, and was attempting to fly with moderate success. Thankfully, he seemed to know that now would be a good time to attempt to lighten the mood, and waddled over towards the two sentient blocks of mineral.

Of course, he was panicking as well. It wasn’t that hard to see, especially for Fern, who was well-versed in watching other people. At least the guy had a sense of duty.

Fern attempted to sigh, but her elongated dragon-snout failed her again, and she ended up blowing out one of the candles on the table instead. She wasn’t panicked - although she almost wanted herself to be, just so she could know that she could still feel emotions like a normal person. All she felt was a strange sort of unsettlement, like she was forgetting something really important. Of course, she wasn’t, but the feeling wouldn’t go away. Probably just my substitute for fear, I guess…

She looked around, not daring to get up from her chair for the fear of accidentally destroying something with her newfound, massive dragon body. Sure, Regigigas had knocked into a pillar and that hadn’t had much of an effect, but if she ended up hitting one of the others, that might not be the case. She glanced around the room, her eyes resting on the people she found most familiar - Zygarde, Zapdos, and Shaymin. Unfortunately, that didn’t bring her any sort of comfort. She attempted to sigh again, and only managed to blow out another candle.
 

Cometstarlight

What do I do now?


Isaac Thorton and Yache
Zygarde
Relic Castle
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The girl blinked at him, still not completely grounded to the conversation. Clearly she was deep in thought.

“It’s all right - I wasn’t doing anything anyways.” she replied, her voice similarly low. “I’m Fern.”

"Good to meet you-

Before any further pleasantries could be exchanged, a strange, loud sound broke the somewhat-tranquil silence that they had both been standing in. The sound of footsteps, followed by static. It was unlike anything Isaac had heard up until this point and, as such, it unnerved him. Was that part of the whole summit thing they had going on in there? Isaac watched as Fern listened intently before she turned away from the conversation and began to walk down into the Relic Castle.

Isaac scratched his head and looked at Yache. Honestly...this wasn't the first time a conversation has turned like this. "Smooth, Isaac,"

"You struck out hard." Yache stated straightforwardly.

Isaac was about to call him out when Fern turned reappeared from the stairs. “Sorry about that.. I was distracted,” she said, making a conscious effort to raise her voice to be heard over the wind.

"It's all good," Isaac nodded.

“I’m going to go and check on what’s going on.” she paused for a brief moment. “You want to come as well?” She turned around and went down the stairs without waiting for a response. Isaac beckoned Yache to follow and they went inside.

Most of the others had already made their way over to a second stairwell on the other side of the room. Isaac looked from face to face, trying to get a fix on everyone who was here. He had been a bit overwhelmed by all the people earlier, so he missed the meet and greet. Likewise, they probably didn't know who he was either, but hey, they'd all get it figured out sooner or later.

Suddenly, voices began to emerge from the stairs below and a guy with flaming red hair could be seen. It looked like there was a girl behind him as well, but he couldn't quite see from this angle.

"Ah. So you've arrived." The boy spoke, gesturing towards the group, "Come." He then walked down the stairs and disappeared. Soon enough, the others followed him down, and were presented with a swirling vortex imbued with an otherworldly essence. For a moment, there was silence, but then someone charged out from the crowd and touched it. The guy had rainbow hair and the first thing Isaac thought was how much of a nightmare it was to keep it that way. That was soon replaced by apprehension as the boy, apparently named Alex if he heard other's correctly, touch it and end up being sucked in, screaming something that sounded like ‘Woaahhhh’. His Geodude was latched onto his arm, looking distinctly worried about the entire ordeal.

They were both just...gone. Isaac heard a voice pipe up above the rest and caught sight of Fern again along with a Fletchling. “Hey, Fern! Look at that! It’s sooooo cool! Come on! Let’s go!” he yelled, before jumping off her head and dashing straight through the portal before Fern could stop him. She sighed and Isaac got the feeling that this wasn't something new coming from the Fletchling.

Isaac walked up to the portal next. He wanted to be careful, but as he stared at the portal before him, he realized maybe the time to be careful has slid by. With a sigh of his own, he walked into the vortex with Yache on his head.

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Hall of Legends

;328; ---> ;329;


The world within the portal was foggy, marble pillars gave way to a large dining hall. Even with all of the strange things that had happened over the past few days, Isaac didn't expect for the world in this portal to be so...pristine. Not to mention he didn't expect it to be so large. Then he noticed the Zapdos in front of him and the gasps from everyone else in the room.

They were Pokemon.

He looked down at his hands and momentarily panicked when he couldn't find them. The realization finally dawned on him. He was the spitting image of a Zygarde. Green cells and black spines that made up his 'hood' could be seen clearly in the mirror like floor. Isaac said nothing as he stared at a face that felt so alien to him.

"WOW, look at you!!" The sudden outburst jarred Isaac out of his pondering as he saw an orange dot on his head. "That is you, right?"

"Good to see you too, Yache," he smiled mentally. It didn't appear that his facial expressions could make it to this new face of his, but he did notice the glowing green cells on his spines and the one on his eye gave a warm shimmer of light.

Well, this may take some getting used to-

Just then, they were approached once again by the small blue haired girl who had been standing behind the boy from earlier. "Greetings." She spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." her voice sounded small, but she smiled slightly. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" She exclaimed. She grinned before being surrounded by a large blast of light, transforming fully into a large bat creature.

"And welcome to the new normal," he murmured to no one in particular.

"Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked. A large lion walked forth from the far end of the hall through the mist, his fur was a stunning white.

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. The faces of the children remained glued to the large lion. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

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Everyone took a seat at the table; it had twenty seats, both ends filled by Solgaleo and Lunala respectively. The other eighteen, were where everyone took their places on either side. Solgaleo looked at those gathered, acknowledging every single one of them.

"It is nice to see each of you again." He looked towards each one individually, smiling and laying his eyes upon them when he spoke their names. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego." He starred at Erin for a few seconds before continuing. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?"

Isaac leaned forward at the mention of Necrozma. The name was familiar from his childhood, but emerged from a much more recent memory of him a few days ago when he was trying to find the Hall of Legends. Necrozma's legend, or curse in some cases, came up more than once in his readings.

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact." Solgaleo continued and looked over the chairs again, noting the two that were unfilled. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers." He glanced across the table to his sister who nodded and spread her wings to sit up.

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." She looked at the faces in at the table, "His chains will break tomorrow however..." Lunala had a panicked expression forced upon her face. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She glanced around sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands.

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Leo boomed towards his sister, she flinched in response and relaxed back into her chair.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at the teens, now in Pokemon forms, "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Leo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage.

"Arceus?" The Trapinch gaffed.

Meatsacks? The newly formed Zygarde wondered just how much or little this Lunala actually cared for their human forms.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." He glanced at everyone, all their faces filled with worry. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Leo gave a small bow, leaving the room.

The hall filled with an ethereal energy after that and Isaac looked around at the host of legendaries in the hall. He spotted a red blur fly in front of a slender green dragon with yellow markings running down its body. Is that the Fletchling from earlier? Then that means...

Isaac calmed himself and tried to get a reading of all the life energy in the room. It was Fern. He could also feel familiar energy from the Xerneas and Yveltal just across from him on the table. Lorenzo and Adrien. Lorenzo was ecstatic about his new form, Isaac didn't have to use Land's Wrath to see that. Adrien was a little harder to read.

Soft glows arose at the table as many of the companions of the teens began to change shape, Yache included. The slight warmth on Isaac's head indicated him to take his tail (the closest thing he had to a hand anymore) and move the changing Pokemon to the table. Green wings sprouted and the Pokemon gained a more thin insect-like appearance.

Isaac was about to say something when newly evolved Vibrava filled the void. "YESSSS!!" he lifted off the ground with new found flight back onto Isaac's head. He remained quiet as Yache hammed it up on his head. Another glance around the table showed all sorts of Pokemon that he thought he'd never see outside of a book. It was incredible!! Then he noticed a dejected Fern on the other end of the table and sighed. As exciting as this was, they were all about to face some new challenges ahead. With all of the excitement at the table, he thought now might be a good time to head off toward a hallway where Leo stated the rooms were. He didn't have to go to his room right then, but at least maybe he could catch up with others without the ruckus of the dining hall.

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TheCharredDragon

#HelloLoki
Gwendoline Gunther and Bedi the Sawk
Cobalion, the Cobalt Knight
Relic Castle -> Hall of Legends


As friendly as she was, even Gwen found repeating herself rather tiring. Thank goodness for Ivan and his boundless energy and enthusiasm otherwise she would've likely ended up spending too much energy on such a small thing. Alex had nothing on him as far as she was concerned. She did introduce herself as she normally would when Ivan went off to speak with Lorenzo, but by that time she had taken a long enouh break from saying the same sentence again several times (well, technically twice but still). From the look on his face, he was going to ask a lot of questions with him. She prayed that Lorenzo would be able to stand it.

That was when a silver haired girl came in. She went up to the latest, and last, male that Lorenzo talked to and gave him a noogie, calling him "Kylo"--who she felt some sense of familiarity--before doing the same with Lorenzo. The former didn't like it, the latter didn't seem to mind. That was when she introduced herself as "Ally" (or Dialga) to the rest of them. And her Gible as "Gavriil" or "Gavi". She knew for sure that she wasn't going to call him "Awesome". He was going to have to prove that. Ally then went up to their group to more introductions, which Gwen did herself, when her eyes landed on her. She then made her way to her and punched her lightly in the shoulder.

"Yo, Fighting-type, huh?" she said.

Gwendoline didn't flinch though she did feel that punch. She idly noted it was a pretty good one--even when it wasn't intended to hurt her. Ally was no doubt a fighter, that was for sure. And observant and intellegent if she had already made the connection with the types of their partners to the type of whatever legendary they used to be. She was certainly much nicer than her attire would suggest.

"Yes, I am," she said in return. "From what the dreams tell me, I was Cobalion." Then she added, in case she didn't know, "A Pokémon who was one of the four Swords of Justice."

Then Bedi went off to Vera, likely stopping her before she did something troublesome. That was when she got a good look at Gavriil. She had to admit, he might've been right in his claim of being "awesome". He had quite a few scars on his fin, a sign of a warrior recovering from a grave injury. But then she realized something and she blinked at the realization.

"Is that the normal size for a Gible?"

Whatever her answer was, she didn't catch it as the sound of footsteps came with the screech of static. Gwen held the hilt of her sword. Her body tensed, ready to face any threat should one appear. She eyed every single bit of the area, alongside Bedi. The sound resonated in the room, making it hard to pinpoint its origin. And then, just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Just like that, it stopped. But Gwen still remained primed for a strike. The footsteps resumed, but this time was pinpointable.

Gwen carefully approached the start of the stairs. Then the culprit, or rather culprits, came. It was male and female, one with orange hair while the other had blue hair. The male noted about their arrival before telling them to follow. She knew their voices. It was the Lord of Light and Lady of the Mists. With that, she let go of the hilt of her sword and relaxed. Bedi did the same.

While Ivan was floating beside her with a smirk. She raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"What'd I tell you? You're the Cobalt Knight."

Gwen rolled her eyes but let a smile creep on her face nonetheless. Her good friend went ahead of her, following after Alex--who was lighting the way down--and the others. She stayed behind, her Pokémon by her side, to make sure no danger followed them. Perhaps it was stretching things a bit, but it never hurt to be cautious. It was only after everyone else went down did she follow and went through the strange portal herself.

...

The first thing she saw was mist, a lot like whenever the two spoke in her dreams. Except it was normal mist, at least in color. Eventually it cleared to reveal a large pristine marble dining hall, befitting of what was presumably its name of the Hall of Legends. She jumped a bit at the sound of a crash and snapped her head in the direction to stare, wide eyed. Before her was the visage of the king of golems, Regigigas. And then she noticed that it wasn't the only legend.

Everywhere around her were legendary Pokémon that she had learned so much of as she grew. The ruler of the skies, Rayquaza; the aforementioned Regigigas; the earth golem, Regirock; the snake of order, Zygarde; the deer of life and king of fairies, Xerneas; the avian of death, Yveltal; the rainbow pheonix, Ho-oh; the cyborg Genesect; the dragon of the frost and void, Kyurem; the thunder bird, Zapdos; the nature purifyer, Shaymin; the ancient performer, Meleoetta; the diamond time keeper, Dialga and, last but not least, the portal trickster, Hoopa.

While she herself? With a quick glance down, she was, as Ivan put it, the cobalt knight, Cobalion.

The only one she didn't recognize was the jellyfish like being, likely the Nihilego Erin mentioned she was.

For the first time in a long time, Gwen felt postively giddy. She looked around her, absorbing the appearances of all of the other legends in the room, a smile on her face. Despite the situation, she felt like this was a more than enough of a consolation for not celebrating her birthday with her parents. And not only that, it was the perfect birthday present for her. It was like placing a kid in a candy shop. She couldn't help herself. Especially with herself, Zygarde, Kyurem and Genesect.

The enthusiasm increased even more when the Lady of the Mists came, introducing herself and then transforming into her true form, Lunala. Solgaleo came out beside her, no doubt the Lord of Light. Gwen stared with awe. She felt close to losing her breath from all of this. Thankfully, Solgaleo told them to take a seat so her mind could refocus on the situation, with Solgaleo on one end and his sister at the other.

Her energy hadn't left her as she took her place. Though she didn't take a seat as she had quickly gotten used to her now quadraped body, having used her arms to support herself before and more often than most people, sitting in a chair wouldn't do much good. She sat near Kyurem, who she guessed was "Kylo" considering his similar appearance to his human form, much like Lunala. Though now she realized it wouldn't be always accurate, like Alex and Zapdos and Ally and Dialga. Ivan, in his Hoopa body, of course didn't need to sit down. He just floated with an ever present mischievous grin, nearby the Kalos trio of legendaries.

"It is nice to see each of you again," Solgaleo said, addressing each of them by name.

With a sigh, Solgaleo went on to recount an old legend, one she knew very well. It was a story about Arceus and his legendaries. It was about Necrozma, the tyrant from another world. And it was at this point she remembered, and realized, who and what Nihilego was. Nihilego was from the world Necrozma came from, that was why there was rarely any stories about her, the people here either didn't trust her or she wasn't around as long. After he finished, he paused to let it sink in, then he dropped the bigger bombshell that she knew was coming.

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact," he said, looking over the chairs again. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers."

The lion glanced across the table to his sister who nodded and spread her wings to sit up.

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you," she said, also looking them over. "His chains will break tomorrow however..." Then a panicked expression spread on her face. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..."

It seemed that Lunala didn't have much tact, and was easily scared, if the glancing around in sheepish and fidgeting her hands were any indication. If Gwen had been any way different in temperament, she would've likely said the same as Solgaleo did at that.

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!"

His sister flinched and relaxed back into her chair.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these... Meatsacks!" Something cracked. "Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!"

Solgaleo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage.

"Quack," Alex the now-Zapdos said. How appropriate that he was yellow.

Predictably, Ivan laughed out loud at that.

Gwen, on the other hand, was barely restraining herself. How dare she called them that. Her worries were true and founded, but that--insulting them--was uncalled for. It didn't help that Lunala had inadvertedly insulted her parents. But considering how she was like earlier, she understood and thus was going to let it pass. Though she might need to punch something to make sure it is out for sure.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily," Solgaleo said for her. He glanced at everyone, seemingly unsure what to do next with the rather awkward situation. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted."

He then gave a small bow, which she returned, before leaving the room and letting them all do as they please. For Gwen's case, she let out an exhausted sigh then she proceeded to head to a more isolated part of the room. But not before her Pokémon partner spoke up.

"Are you well, Lady Gwen?" he said.

And then a certain floating djinn came up to her. He still even had his guitar. She wasn't sure how that was possible.

"Yeah. I mean, uh, you kinda, oh I don't know, destroyed a part of the floor..." he said with a worried expression.

She blinked and looked back to indeed see that the spot where one of her...hooves was over were cracks. That...would explain why they were worried. She usually was never so violent when it came to showing her anger, let alone destructive. Or getting angry at all, but, ironically, she was fond of her human life and equally proud of being human as well as being Cobalion and Lunala had struck that chord. But she was a knight, if only by nature, and that was an insult. Even more, that wasn't down out of malice, but out of worry, but her feelings hadn't noticed the difference.

With a sigh, she said, "Yes. I just need to calm down."

"Um, all right then. I'll be off talking if you need me."

And off Ivan was indeed, making a beeline for Xerneas who had the voice of Lorenzo. Gwen watched for a while, before getting an idea. She then walked in a different direction, to which Bedi asked,

"What do you wish to do, Lady Gwen? Where are you going?"

"You'll see."

She made her way to a certain blue dragon, where a now Gabite Gavriil stood near.

"How are you, Lady Ally? I still don't have an answer to my question about Sir Gavriil," she said when she was near to break the ice. "If you don't mind me also asking, do you fight regularly? Or train? I was hoping to...let off some steam to say in a spar. Though I am not mad at the offender in the least, I would still like to let it off."
 

Tangeh

Well-Known Member
Henry Clifton & Sasha
Regirock
Relic Castle -> The Portal


Sasha wagged her tail politely at the floating bouquet of flowers. The little pokemon matched Sasha in energy: "Oh my gosh, hi! Lorenzo calls me Fiorentina! I'm a Comfey! I'm from Alola! It's so pretty there! Lot's of colorful flowers for me. Weeee!"

"Cool!" Sasha piped back. "That's two pokemon from Alola here!" She gestured over to Rocky. "My mom was from Alola, y'know! She says rockruff are really popular pets there, so it must be the best place ever! And rockruff can only evolve there. Mom said it was cuz of the influence of..." She scrunched her face up, trying to remember. "I forget their names, but the legendary pokemon of Alola!" She beamed pleasantly at the other pokemon. "Henry said one day we can go visit! Right Henry?" She looked to her trainer and tipped her head. "Henry?" She quieted, realizing her trainer was occupied. Henry looked fascinated by the tall girl introducing herself.

“Hekas. Hekas Collins," the girl says with a polite nod. She glanced down for a moment, then continued with, “But… They call me Regigigas.” The name clicked something inside of Henry's memory, way before he could recall the myth of the legendary golems he'd been told as a child. Regigigas created the golems - including Regirock. Was it a coincidence that this girl seemed so familiar to him? Then again, wouldn't it be more of a stretch to say it wasn't at this point? Everyone in the room seemed to be drawn here for a reason, waiting for something - what it was, they didn't know.

"Regigigas, huh? That can't just be a coincedence, right?" He decided it couldn't be. "Anyways, great to meet you, Hekas - "

“Waaaaait a second." Henry started at the voice appear from behind him and turned to see a brown haired girl. "I think I may have seen you on TV before. Weren’t you a famous actor in one show with some - " A woobat cut the girl off, leaving Henry a little confused.

"Uh, for the record, I've never been on television," he explained sheepishly, mostly to Hekas at this point as the new girl was distracted by her pokemon. "But boy would this scene ever make for a good show, heh."

"Cute bandana your Rockruff has there though!” the woobat exclaimed.

"Thank you!" Sasha swished her tail happily back and forth. "Red is totally my colour, y'know? Henry likes it too," she prodded at Henry's red t-shirt, "but I personally think he's a green sorta guy."

Henry quirked a brow at his pokemon, but didn't have any time to come up with a remark as an odd noise began to fill the room. Everyone fell silent, equally perplexed. Henry noted Hekas questioning her whismur about the noise, and became attentive to the little pokemon as well. A whismur was a familiar face amongst all of the foreign pokemon in the room - there were tons of them in the tunnel connecting Verdanturf to Rustboro, on the odd occasion Henry needed to travel through it. They were incredibly shy and sensitive to the point that he'd never seen one properly up close until now.

“Mur? What’s going on?”

“I don’t know, Hek. I don’t know where it’s coming from. I can’t pinpoint it-” Silence. “What the bloody-”

Another boy appeared, but this time from somewhere within the castle. He had wild orange hair but smiled slightly at them. "Ah. So you've arrived." Henry almost didn't notice the blue-haired girl just behind him. "Come." With that, he turned and retreated the way he came.

The group hesitated for a few moments, but ultimately decided to follow. Henry really didn't have a good feeling about this - even less so as the group began disappearing through some sort of portal. Was this really a good idea? Peer pressure urged him through the portal without any complaint.

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They entered into what appeared to be a large dining hall. The first thing Henry noticed was his vision was oddly narrowed, as if he were looking through a tunnel. The second thing he noticed was the crew of giant pokemon surrounding him. He recognized the long serpentine body of Rayquaza. A zapdos ran around like a torchic with its head cut off, panicking enough to cause Henry to look around for a reason. There were a few smaller pokemon as well - Shaymin, for one - and a loud crash alerted him finally to Regigigas. His attention honed in on the golem - easily more than twice as tall as he was. He felt a strong sense of obedience toward the mammoth pokemon; if Regigigas told him to jump off a bridge, he felt as if he would probably do it with no questions asked.

"Henry!" He felt Sasha jumping up on his knee, and he looked down at her. "Is that you?! Omigosh, can you ever hear me right now? Can you see anything? Wasn't there something about braille in the myth about Regirock? I kinda always figured the three of them were blind - "

"What are you talking about?" Henry asked. His voice sounded weirdly distorted. Sasha lit up even further.

"The dots on your face light up when you talk! That is so cool!"

Confused, Henry reached up to touch his face - and realized his hand was a block of solid rock. "Uh, wait, what the heck's going on?!" His entire body was stone; he was Regirock! Just like the dreams had called him! As he looked at the others, and realized how strangely they were acting, he wondered if they were the others from back in Relic Castle. He noted Rocky sticking by the Zapdos, and Hekas's whismur near Regigigas, and decided he must be correct.

The small blue-haired girl approached the group. "Greetings," she spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala. It's so nice to finally meet you all!" To Henry's amazement, she turned into a large bat-like creature with a flash of light. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked.

A huge lion joined them. He was radiantly white. "Hello children, I am Solgaleo. Thank you for coming, you will be safe here. And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

Sasha's ears perked. "That's right! Those are the Alolan legendaries I was talking about earlier to Fiorentina!"

Everyone was led to a table. Henry sat beside Hekas, and glanced curiously around at the other faces. The diversity in the group was astonishing. Some of the group had trouble settling into their seats. Henry watched Rayquaza take a few attempts before coiling itself up like a snake. As far as Henry could tell, Rayquaza was the only other Hoenn legendary. Henry couldn't recall meeting its human form. He was at least grateful that he had a bipedal legendary form... even if he had no flesh.

Solgaleo named each of the legendaries individually, and Henry silently repeated the names in his head, hoping they would stick. He stared at "Nihilego" for an extra few seconds. Henry noted Orochi beside it and realized it was the purple-haired girl from earlier. Erin? Solgaleo went on to specifically mention Nihilego as originally being on Necrozma's side, but she betrayed him. Henry concluded that must be the reason Solgaleo stared at Erin for so long - but did he credit her for saving them, or still distrust her?

Henry snapped out of his thoughts as Lunala insulted them, worried that they weren't prepared for Necrozma's release - which, to be fair, was apparently tomorrow. Leo apologized for his sister, and before leaving instructed them on where they were to sleep for the night. Henry felt a surge of homesickness of all things - he knew he had more important things to worry about, but this was a lot to take in...

He felt a strange power blast through him, and he stood up. Without thinking, he slammed his giant rock arms down toward the ground, away from the group, and watched in amazement as rocks several times taller than himself shot out from the ground. He slowly grinned in amazement and stared upward. "Alright! Now we're talking!" He turned. "Sasha, did you see that? ...Sasha?" He couldn't see his rockruff anywhere.

"Awesome!" A midday lycanroc bounded toward him, red bandana still tied around her neck. She smiled and wagged her tail. "You sucked at stone edge before!"

"Sasha...?" Henry walked toward her and knelt down to examine her. She looked exactly like her mother. "You evolved? But..."

"I know, I didn't think I'd ever evolve either!" She spun in circles, delighted. "It must've been Solgaleo's influence, just like mom said!"

Henry gently touched her. "You didn't have to evolve."

Sasha rolled her eyes. "I wanted to! I've always wanted to evolve, someday!" Henry hugged her, albeit awkwardly due to his new body. Fortunately he doubted Sasha's rock-hard pelt was in any danger of being crushed. She licked him affectionately.

Regigigas - Hekas - walked over to Henry. “So, uh…” She sniffled. “What do you make of all of this, heh?” She forced a small laugh, which Henry took note of. She was probably completely overwhelmed with everything that just went on - hey, so was he.

"Half of me thinks this is awesome, half of me just wants everything to go back to normal, and half of me is worried about this Necrozma thing." He hesitated, realizing he was not one and a half of a person. Oh well. "But we're stuck in this situation now, so we need to make the most of it. It's our destiny or whatever, right?" He didn't sound thoroughly convincing himself. He just wanted to comfort her, but he supposed that probably wasn't all that comforting.

"Cool, you evolved!" Sasha exclaimed to Mur. She noticed Rocky and Zapdos - Alex - coming over. "Cool, you evolved!" she repeated to Rocky.

"Hey hey! Looks like we're awesome now, huh? If only there came a manual on flying with all this, hahahahah!" Alex said excitedly. The laughter felt a bit too forced. Henry didn't point it out.

"Yeah, we're something..." Henry looks at his own stone hands. "Are you guys holding up okay?" he asked, glancing between Hekas and Alex. "I mean, this is insane."

"You should be able to fly," Sasha said bluntly, tipping her head at Alex. "It's instinctive. See, check out that newly evolved Vibrava!" She gestured over to said pokemon, who was hovering around Zygarde. "And watch me! Only lycanroc can use this move, so I have no idea what I'm doing!" She grinned in determination, raised her haunches in the air, then blasted away from the group at a blinding speed. Accelerock, Henry realized.

Sasha took a lap around the group, and noticed Rayquaza similarly sitting in a chair - not hovering in the air as the classic legends depicted. "Hey, don't tell me you can't fly either! You totally can; it's in your DNA! Try it!" She smiled and swished her tail. "I won't laugh if you mess up."
 
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*Jean Grey*

Night Triumphant
;483;
Alena Volkova & Gavriil
Dialga
Relic Castle, Unova
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"Yes, I am, from what the dreams tell me, I was Cobalion." The intriguing paradox of a girl, who called herself Gwendoline, answered. Then she added "A Pokémon who was one of the four Swords of Justice." At that moment, Alena nearly slapped herself mentally for not realizing it earlier. But of course, she thought. The Swords of Justice were the only Fighting-types of legend, and they were long spoken of as honorable guardians who defended Unova. This girl's manner, bearing and demeanor reminded her of a knight, in particular...it helped that she had a sword in tow as well.

"Heh...so you're a knight, huh?" Alena grinned, before squeezing Gwendoline's shoulder. The blond girl was not the tallest, but she had a sturdy build that proved that she was indeed a fighter. She was probably particularly strong-minded too. Alena noticed that the blonde did not seem fazed by the crushing, intimidating, pressuring aura hanging around her ever since having the first dream. Now this was one girl she was looking forward to fighting with...be it with their Pokemon, in alcohol or even with their bare hands. Gwendoline then turned her attention towards Gavriil, glancing at him once before looking up, as if in question.

"Is that the normal size for a Gible?" She asked.

"What does my size have to do with anything?! I mean, I sure as hell can kick the ass of that...'Loyal Knight' of yours!" Gavriil protested raucously, glaring at the red collar adorning the neck of Gwendoline's Sawk and balling his fists for good measure.

"Hell no, not at all! You know what they say about guys who only use big, oversized Pokemon in battle," she snorted, though her lips formed a playful smirk that matched the dirtiness of her implications. "And trust me, I sure as hell don't need to overcompensate for..." she was then cut off by loud sounds similar to footsteps followed by static. She looked around and balled her fist, trying to find the source of the noise, or whoever was pulling a prank on them. She didn't want to be caught defenseless or be at anyone's mercy just because she wasn't prepared. And then suddenly, the noises stopped. A few brief seconds of total silence before the footsteps echoed once more, slow at first, but growing faster.

"OH. COME. ON!" Alena bellowed, striding towards the staircase and peering down it, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever was downstairs. It was too dark to see, which meant that she was going to have to head down if she wanted to accomplish something. She turned to face the gathered teenagers.

"That's it, I'm going down there, crush whoever's nuts and send their ass in!" She then turned around once more, only to see two people emerge from the stairs. Two funnily-dressed people, who wore clothes that didn't look out of place in a costume party...or in illustrations from mythology books. One of them was a guy with striking blue wild orange hair that reminded Alena of a mane. The other was a girl with blue hair that nearly touched the ground; she trailed behind slightly, her face rather nervous. Who the hell are these dudes? Alena wondered.

"Ah. So you've arrived. Come." The boy spoke, gesturing to the group. His voice was surprisingly deep and oddly familiar. The duo walked back down the stairs, disappearing almost as quickly as they had arrived. Alena watched their retreating backs, trying to put a finger on when exactly she heard a voice like that. Within a few moments, it came back to her...it was the male voice from her dreams! She scooped up Gavriil, dusted her leather jacket and joined the group in descending the stairs, only to see that the stairs abruptly ended in a large blue portal that shimmered like the cosmos. A. Portal.

"What the-..." Alena mumbled, rubbing her eyes and blinking before fixing her gaze on it once more. It was still there, alright. As to why a portal would be standing there, she didn't know. She didn't even know that a portal existed in the deepest part of the Relic Castle! Some people looked at it tentatively, while one other, a boy with rainbow-colored hair was arguing with his Geodude about whether or not to go in. Alena stepped forward, boldly sticking her arm in. It went through the other side and she felt a certain "pull" that urged her body to follow. Let the others play chicken. As far as she was concerned, fear and caution were two things that she wasn't going to allow to get in her way.

"HELL YEAH!" She grinned before jumping in confidently the rest of the way, Gavriil tucked under her other arm. She could've sworn that she heard the echo of someone's "Whooooaaaaaaa" not too far behind her.

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Mist. The first thing she saw once her feet touched some semblance of ground was...mist. And not exactly a light one either. It was thick and obscured almost everything in sight. She could of course, make out a few shadows, though said shadows didn't look like human shapes for some reason. The second thing she noticed were her own footsteps. Now, Alena wasn't exactly the most graceful mover herself. She stepped loudly and walked with a swagger, but this time, she noticed that her steps were even heavier, and echoed as well. She stopped before looking down at herself, noticing that she was no longer a girl clad in a black leather jacket and torn dragon-skull top, with two arms and two legs but rather, something much bigger. Her body had taken a quadrupedal, dark blue form, adorned with shining diamond-hard steel. Set right on her chest was an enormous glittering blue diamond, the kind of diamond that many would kill for and others considered bad luck...and the kind of diamond that she recognized all too well.

"Shit," she whispered as she craned her neck - her now much longer neck - behind her, noticing the gleaming, metallic fan-shaped crest that adorned her rear end. She stared at it for a few moments, before feeling a tiny kick on her right foreleg. She looked down and saw her own Gible, who looked even smaller thanks to her own increased height.

"So, about overcompensating..." he began cheekily. Alena snarled and bared her teeth at him.

"Oh, get lost! I'm not even the biggest one here!" She growled. A loud crash, followed by the sound of crumbling, distracted her. She looked towards the source of the noise and noticed a fallen pillar...as well as what looked to be the King of the Titans itself standing over it. The mists were beginning to clear away, and Alena saw where the pillars were more clearly. She continued moving, until she reached what looked to be a large dining hall. As everyone gathered, she took a better look at each of them, recognizing who some of them were as humans - Cobalion was one. Gwen herself had said so herself. Kyurem, the ice dragon standing just a few ways off, brought to mind Kyle...and there was Frosty just next to him. Nobody in the hall had a shock of rainbow-colored hair...but a particular Zapdos was asking whether he had died or not, while the familiar Geodude in tow was chastising him.

"Greetings." A gentle, familiar female voice spoke from beyond the mists. The blue-haired girl who had accompanied the orange-haired guy back at Relic Castle emerged, holding her hands out. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala," she greeted, her voice soft and small. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" She exclaimed, her tone doing a huge one-eighty from shy to excited. She grinned before she was engulfed by light, transforming fully into a large bat-like creature. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked. Another creature emerged from the mist, this time a large, noble white lion with eyes that burned blue-hot.

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

---

Sitting at a table was hard for a Legend with four legs, a tail and a crest, even though the seats were roomy enough for even a Wailord to get comfy on, and grand to boot - hers was adorned with crystalline gears carved from diamonds, extremely hard metal spikes, and under each arm was a tall hourglass with glittering diamond dust trickling inside. Alena changed her position many times, trying to get comfortable, until she found a position that didn't feel weird.

"It is nice to see each of you again." Solgaleo looked towards each one individually, smiling and laying his eyes upon them when he spoke their names. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego." Alena noticed that his eyes lingered on a small, jellyfish-like creature for a longer time the the others. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?" Alena nodded slowly...she did hear of the legend, though believing it was another story. Solgaleo sighed and began to retell the familiar story involving a dimension not of their own, the beast Necrozma, and the end of a hundred years of peace. It was the same story she heard since she was a little girl, though now she understood why Solgaleo's eyes lingered on the jellyfish-like one. It was Nihilego - one of the others who had come from the same dimension as Necrozma, and the one that Necrozma had dubbed a traitor. Was the Nihilego sitting among them really on their side? Or was there a deeper conspiracy about?

"The legend is true. Each of you are living proof of this fact." Solgaleo continued and looked over the chairs again, noting the two that were unfilled. "Lunala and I created this dimension in order to protect us, and in turn all of you from Necrozma while we teach you how to better harness your powers." He glanced across the table to his sister who nodded and spread her wings to sit up.

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." She looked at the faces in at the table, her own expression one of fear and panic. "His chains will break tomorrow however...he'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She glanced around sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands. Alena shook her head and grunted. Whose idea was it to give Lunala the form of a neurotic little girl anyway?

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Solgaleo boomed towards his sister, she flinched in response and relaxed back into her chair.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at each of them, "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Meatsacks?! Who was she calling "meatsack"? Alena wasn't willing to let the moon guardian get away with calling her weak, respect be damned. After all, she herself was a Legendary now.

"DAMMIT! Look at yourself, girlie! YOU'RE the one acting like a FUCKING MEATSACK!" She lashed out, her getting up from her chair violently. Some of the other legendaries' expressions mirrored her thoughts as well...as it should've been. Solgaleo roared at the bat-like creature, causing her to leave to room. Alena gritted her teeth. How dare she? Lunala might've been on the same side, but as far as Alena thought, anyone who deserved to get hurt would get hurt. She wasn't a pussy, not by a long mile, and the last thing she wanted to be seen as was someone who needed to be fussed over and worried about...like a princess.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." He glanced at everyone, his expression implying that this was not the first time he had to deal with Lunala's tendencies. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." The lion then gave a short bow and left the room. As he retreated, Alena felt power flow through her veins, the lines on her body glowing pale blue accordingly. She couldn't put a finger on it, but she felt even stronger.

"Hehe...check me out!" She heard Gavriil's familiar voice exclaim...though it was a bit deeper and rougher than it used to be. Perhaps even their partners felt the same power. She took a look at him, only to notice that he wasn't a Gible any longer, but a Gabite. Still on the small side for its species, but significantly bigger nonetheless. Both his back fins were tattered, the same way his single crest fin was tattered as a Gible. She leaned down, allowing the bigger land shark to latch onto her face as she lifted him up.

"Hella cool man," she chuckled before flipping him up in the air so he could lean atop her head. "Also, that blue bitch's gonna get it good from me...us."

"How are you, Lady Ally? I still don't have an answer to my question about Sir Gavriil," a familiar voice caught her attention. Alena turned and saw Cobalion stepping towards them, her air and bearing more noble than ever. "If you don't mind me also asking, do you fight regularly? Or train? I was hoping to...let off some steam to say in a spar. Though I am not mad at the offender in the least, I would still like to let it off."

"Do I really look like a lady to you?" The Dialga laughed, before shaking her head. "About Gav...hell no, not at all. You know what they say about guys who only use big, oversized Pokemon in battle," she replied with a smirk. "And trust me, I sure as hell don't need to overcompensate for anything unlike...a certain blue-haired wimp using some damn wingspan." She couldn't help joking about it. As for the second part of Gwendoline's question...now that, she really needed and wanted at the moment.

"Fight? Yeah, I've got lots of experience...not any of those polished styles and disciplines, mind you...I'm a cage fightin' sort. Mixed human and Pokemon battles too...the extreme sort. And hey, hey...Lunala's just batty...you shouldn't let her slide." Alena answered cockily, before quirking a steel brow.

"So, just us two, or with our partners in the mix?"
 

Dragalge

Years

Leslie White and Woolu
Meloetta
Relic Castle -> The Portal

After Leslie hid from whatever she saw green and questioned Henry’s appearance, she turned around and saw two people in front of her. One was a man with wild, orange hair while the other had her hair colored blue respectively.

The orange haired man told Leslie to come forward to a portal in front of her after he greeted her. This was unlike anything Leslie had encountered and yet Leslie and Woolu went ahead while hoping anything green was not involved.

"I really hope everything stays the same about me. I hope whatever we are about to enter is a beautiful, luscious field covered in blue skies. I know I despise anything green but grass is something I can not just eliminate forever." Leslie rambled.

"It will be fine! In fact it is even better then what you described!" Woolu replied.

Of course, Leslie’s wish did not come true upon entering. After stepping out the portal, Leslie gazed upon the luxurious-looking dining hall in front of her. In front of her was a plethora of various Pokémon both big and small. Leslie shrieked upon the sight of both Rayquaza, Shaymin, and the moss on Regigigas’s shoulders and feet.


"D-don't touch me, please. Green is the embodiment of everything related to disease and I'd rather not be infected." Leslie said while being frightened by their appearance.


After stepping back a bit, Leslie noticed something weird about her hands: They were entirely round! “Wh-what happened to my hands? …And why am I in this dress?” questioned Leslie.



“Check out your new hair color! It’s amazing!” Woolu begged.


“Hair color? What do you-AAAAAAAH!” Leslie yelled out loud. “Get this off. GET THIS OFF NOW!”. Frustrated by Leslie’s changed appearance, her stress suddenly made her fly off the ground and bumped into a few others. Zygarde, Rayquaza, and Regigigas were the ones that Leslie bumped into, each hit being weak. Leslie fell down after hitting Regigigas as the impact hurt her head a lot due to hitting its hard, golden face.


“I-I can’t….I need to get r-rid of this parasitic disease now. Is there a doctor around here? A barber perhaps? Any water at all to wash off this nightmare?” Leslie said in a scared manner.


“Look on the bright side! At least your voice will be a lot stronger in your new incarnation! Woolu said cheerfully.
“Ugh. And why do I have this headset attached to me to?” Leslie asked. She tried to get it off to no avail and became saddened by her new appearance in that she had green hair instead of her natural brown color.

The blue-haired woman approached Leslie in a calm manner only for Leslie to quickly make a remark on how they should swap hair colors. She then ignored Leslie’s comment and proceeded to introduce herself as Lunala. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a bat-like creature in the shape of a lunula.


“Once you gain control of your powers, you’ll able to shift back to your human form and vice-versa at will!” Lunala replied.

Aside Lunala came a white lion-like creature. He introduced himself as Solgaleo. Leslie then recalled reading a book about the Alola legendaries in the library the same day she read about the Relic Castle. He told Leslie to come to the table with the other legendary Pokémon to which Leslie agreed. That said she took small steps to ensure her newfound hair wouldn’t hit her face if it ever waved.


Solgaleo named each individual by their respective legendary Pokémon and had them recall the story of Necrozma’s duel against Arceus and his children. Once again, Necrozma reminded of another story Leslie read in the library although it was about how it was reminiscent of the Ultra Beasts rather then what Solgaleo told.


“Wait, Sasha already evolved? How come I didn’t get blessed with that same power? With all due respect Lunala but I’m a blue bat just like you! It would make sense if I evolved into such a beast too, wouldn’t it?” a saddened Woolu said to Lunala.


“Your time will come, dear! You and Leslie just need to bond a little more is all!” Lunala replied. “That said, why don’t you sing us a song to soothe the Pokémon around you, Leslie?”



“Um…sure I guess. That’s if this green abomination doesn’t get in the way.” Leslie said. She stepped back and she began to sing aloud. Her newfound voice was unlike any other voice heard and frankly, it sounded beautiful. Woolu fluttered around happily while Solgaleo and Lunala felt calm as if their troubles were put behind them due to the powerful and great voice Leslie has as she now is Meloetta.


“Wow I sound so much more beautiful! I hate my green hair but I adore my new singing voice!” Leslie happily said.


“See? It’s not so bad once you get over what’s bad! How about a hug to get your mind off your hair? At least you would be touching something blue!” Woobat happily asked to Leslie.


“Now that you mention it, I do miss my blue shirt compared to this dress. Sure, hug away!” answered Leslie. She then proceeded to hug Woolu in bliss in front of everyone.
 

Rotom310

As seen in pokedexes

Rene Keffer & Erich the Grubbin | Iris Fenix & Kit the Vulpix
Genesect | Ho-oh
Relic Castle -> Hall of Legends


Rene let the conversations and introductions wash over him. Idly he registered names being given, some part of his mind assigning them to faces. For the most part, however, the allure of figuring out a puzzle captured his attention. As more people entered down into the cavern, Rene let himself get pushed towards the wall on the edge of what was quickly becoming a gathering. He didn’t mind; as fascinating as the levitating had been (and the sheer implications of miniature traversable wormholes, which seemed to go against everything in conventional physics and very nearly derailed his train of thought), Rene soon had found his interest captured by the motley group forming.

As much as his gut had insisted the strange dreams were real and believable, a part of Rene – the part governed by rationality – had refused to accept the reality alluded to, a reality of myths and fate and destiny. With each new person either displaying some power of their own or introducing themselves as a deity Rene had, in passing at least, become familiar with over the course of his extended research binge, however? That part was coming around. One or two people believing in this entire thing? An outlier; justifiably ignored in finding the general data trend.

Coincidence could only account for some much though.

"Well, well, well. Aren't you pretty!"

Suddenly what could only be describe as a whirlwind of pink sprang into Rene’s vision. Hands grabbed the sides of his face, pulling him down towards a pair of soft looking lips. Looking remarkably like a Deerling in headlights, Rene stood frozen as the complete stranger kissed his cheek before moving onto the next person, the muscular guy who’d shown up not long after Rene had.

At the moment the stranger’s lips made contact with Rene’s skin, a strange little bubble of… something formed in his chest. Certain he was flushed, Rene stayed still as his train of thought didn’t just derail but dive straight off a cliff. As the stranger moved further away, toward a rather broody looking man under his own personal storm cloud, the little bubble shrunk until it was gone, leaving a bizarrely violated feeling in its place.

Tabling the introspection for a later time, Rene returned to reality to the sound of laughter. Recognizing the voice, Rene closed his eyes for a blissful moment of “What have I done to deserve this” self-commiseration before looking down at the cavern floor. Sure enough, Erich was at his feet laughing his little insectoid rear off. Unexpectedly, this brought the girl from earlier – Iris something, if he remembered right – right up alongside him, as Erich had her wrist in his grip still.

His annoyance at Erich returned for a different reason. Shooting Iris a look that he hoped conveyed “I’m sorry my overly enthusiastic insect has taken you hostage with his robot arm,” Rene crouched down on the sandy floor, feeling along the base of said arm until he felt the slight depression of the emergency release button. He pressed it, causing the claw to go momentarily slack and giving Iris a chance to reclaim her own hand.

Once Iris had, Rene gently bopped Erich on the head.

“Hey!” the bug protested. “What have I done to deserve such outrageous bodily harm! I cry abuse!”

Rene rolled his eyes at the theatrics. “Maybe next time consider the wellbeing of others.” He stood up and turned toward Iris. “I’m really sorry about him. I hope my bug didn’t hurt you when he grabbed your wrist with his robotic arm and started dragging you across these ancient castle ruins.” He blinked. “Which is a sentence I honestly thought I’d never say.”

That startled a huff of laughter out of the girl alongside a small smile, though the latter quickly turned into a grimace. “Don’t be. It just seems to be par for the course of this goddamned day.”

“That bad huh?”

“You could say that-”

“WHERE DID YOU GET THAT ARM? CAN I HAVE ONE?”

Both humans startled at the loud voice, turning to see the Fletchling that had been flitting around the cave parked in front of Erich.

“OMG MAYBE. MY TRAINER MADE IT HE’S AWESOME AT MACHINES AND TECHNOLOGICAL STUFF. IT WORKS GREAT TOO I’VE ONLY PUNCHED MYSELF LIKE TWICE SO FAR. I’M SURE IF YOU ASKED HE’D MAKE YOU ONE.”

…Who apparently decided to respond in the same tone, damn him.

Before Rene could chide the grub, however, something changed in the air. Looking around, he seemed to be the only one hearing it, a low noise that set his nerves on end, at least at first. One by one the others caught on as the unnatural noise grew in a crescendo, louder and louder until…

Silence.

The air seemed so still and precarious that not even Erich was willing to break it.

Then, the footsteps started: two distinct pairs.

All at once the group came back to itself. Rene again stayed on the outskirts with a clear line of sight to the cavern entrance, Iris not far from him as curiosity and denial warred across her face openly. Some of the others ran to the stairs, peering down them in search of the footsteps’ owner. Just as the rainbow-haired kid who’d called himself Alex began spark and venture down, two people stepped out into the light provided by Alex.
The first – a boy – proudly stood tall, his wild orange hair standing out from the dim surroundings. A short beard lined his jaw, and he was dressed rather regally in Rene’s opinion. At his shoulder, a girl who could have been his polar opposite in all but manner of regal dress stood partially hidden behind him. Where he was tall, she was short and her hair a deep blue that suggested the visage of the night sky. Unlike the boy, she looked less confident, glancing around at the group but saying nothing.

Giving a small smile, the boy spoke. His voice seemed to seep warmth, as if the sun itself were speaking. "Ah. So you've arrived." He gestured to the group. “Come.” At that the duo turned and walked back down the stairs, footsteps fading to nothing quickly.

“Well that was unnecessarily cryptic,” Rene muttered to himself. At his feet, Erich vibrated with excitement, as if his favorite TV show was reaching some climax. Rene hoped it just meant the falling action was about to begin. Somehow, he didn’t think he’d be that lucky.

Tuning out the chatter that had started back up, Rene turned to Iris, if only because she was the only one he knew even a little bit. Just as she’d had throughout much of these proceedings, the girl had a pained look on her face. From Iris’ shoulder, the Vulpix whispered into her trainer’s ear, soft enough Rene couldn’t hear. At the flash of anger that swept across her features, Iris didn’t want to hear it either.

Before he could do or say something, an exclaimed “Whoa!” caught Rene’s attention. He turned just in time to see Alex touch the portal and disappear in a swirl of light. As if starting a chain reaction, soon one by one each person stepped through until it was just down to Rene and Iris.

“Ok, no, this has been fun,” Iris said to the open air, backing away from the portal. “But this is where my ride ends, thank you very much.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Rene saw Erich look up at Iris’ Vulpix. A silent conversation passed between the two Pokémon, punctuated by a nod from Kit and a manic grin from the Grubbin.

Uh oh. Rene knew that grin. He’d been on the bad side of that grin too many times to count, and that was before he could actually talk with Erich. Before he could do anything, though, the Grubbin bolted from his side. With surprising speed and grace, Erich rushed up to Iris and grabbed her hand with his claw, yanking her towards and through the portal, Iris cursing all the way.

Now alone in the ruins, Rene felt the urge to curse himself. Dammit Erich! Rene’s last thought has he rushed after them was that he was so going to kill that bug.


Something was different.

From the moment he touched down into this misty, rose-tinted landscape, Rene could feel in his bones that something had fundamentally changed. It wasn’t necessarily a bad feeling, per say, but rather like he’d been wearing something constricting and was now able to breathe again. Disorientating, though, to say the least.

Focused as he was on finding his wayward insect, Rene didn’t let himself dwell on any sudden dysphoria.
In the fog, despite the surprising clarity of his vision, Rene found it difficult to see more than a yard or two away from him. In the distance, several large figures loomed through the misty haze, though other than shapes Rene found it hard to pick out details. Initially, in favor of searching for Erich, Rene dismissed these as more of the columns that immediately surrounding him and the portal to his back. As the fog cleared, Rene very quickly reprioritized things, a primal voice in his head screaming in alarm. What he had thought were columns were decidedly not.

Monsters, his hindbrain thought in panic, staring in shock at the motley assortment of golems, dragons, and other creatures.

Threats, that strange primal voice insisted, already whispering analyses of the gathered: weak points and combat strategies.

Legendary Pokémon, Rene thought to himself, recognizing the appearances of many of the fabled beings he’d researched, most surprisingly accurate to the ancient descriptions.

With a crash, the being Rene recognized as Regigigas (Hekas Collins, Rene’s mind supplied; initially slow, awkward, and lumbering – close combat is acceptable for a time, then switch to ranged attacks, the primal voice whispered) rammed into a pillar, reducing it to rubble and visibly having a panic attack.

It seemed few of the legends took after Regigigas, the rest either finding excitement in the sudden turn of events or staying surprisingly ambivalent. The thunderbird, Zapdos (Alex Brennan; Keep grounded for best advantage, when aerial engage at a distance) seemed pale but otherwise fine, though that might’ve been shock muting any panic. On the other end of the spectrum, Xerneas (Lorenzo Amore; cold iron, the voice hissed, destroy antlers to maximize advantages) looked to be vainly admiring himself, an action Rene couldn’t find surprised him given the little he’d learned of Lorenzo.

Truthfully, to Rene, it seemed only two others were reacting as badly as Hekas. The small form of Meloetta (Leslie White, one of the last people to arrive; disable hearing, minimal threat otherwise) flitted about in a fright, scared about her hair of all things. Inversely, Ho-oh (the only one he didn’t remember introducing themselves, and the whisper was surprisingly quiet aside from an emphasized avoid fire) had bypassed panic straight into catatonia. The only clue to the bird’s identity was the Vulpix whispering into the bird’s ear, draped where she was over where one of the bird’s large scarlet wings connected to its torso. If that was Kit… Rene mused. He turned his attention down to the bird’s- Iris’ feet, and finally found who he’d been looking for.

His claw limply gripping Iris’ thick avian leg, Erich cowered in fear before the bird several times its size. Before he realized he was doing it, Rene started to rush over, only to come up short when that quiet hiss in his mind gave a satisfied hum, whispering yes, easy prey. Nonetheless, his aborted movement caught the Grubbin’s own attention. One look in Rene’s direction and he didn’t know how, but Erich’s terror seemed to increase tenfold, devolving into such a stammering mess Rene couldn’t even understand a word outside of repeated “Why me,” “Oh god,” and “Gonna die.”

Confused, Rene finally glanced down at himself, holding his hands up to examine. Purple steel shone back, thin arms tipped in a single razor sharp talon. Looking further down his distinctly insectoid body, the same purple metal coated every inch of him, a solid armor coating. At his feet, Rene’s reflection was visible in the glass floor, showing a wide face with large red eyes and a fixed smile (or maybe it was a vent?). Just barely visible beyond his head, what could only be described as a cannon rose from his back.

Suddenly, Rene understood why he’d never found a reference to Genesect. He’d been looking in all the wrong places.

He’d been looking for myths, old legends. Genesect though… Genesect was a decidedly recent development, in comparison. There’d been a file, pulled from the dark web, detailing a by-now defunct project in restoring an ancient creature via similar methods to that of fossil restoration. This Project G, however, tried to take it a step further, modifying the ancient predator to new extremes. The project had been shut down shortly after, and the file had made no mention of its subject, only referred to as G, surviving. If it weren’t for the specifications the project had listed reflecting back at him, Rene wouldn’t have even believed it was possible, as the timeline of his birth compared to the project made no sense. And yet…

The return of the blue haired girl was a welcome diversion from the increasingly dark hole his thoughts had crept down. "Greetings,” the girl spoke, giving a small bow to the gathered group. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." At this the girl – Lunala – smiled slightly. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" With a grin and a blinding blast of light, the girl transforming fully into a large bat creature, the night sky captured in its wings. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!"

Across the hall, a large lion stepped through the mist. Though only slightly shorter than Lunala, the lion similarly was predominately white with a mane shaped like a stylistic sun. Like Lunala, the lion bowed to the group. "Hello children, I am Solgaleo. Thank you for coming, you will be safe here. And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

Between the two beasts, the group was herded to a table surrounded by twenty seats. Solgaleo and Lunala took their places at each end, leaving the remaining seats free for the humans-turned-Pokémon. Rene trailed behind Iris, who had mutely gone with the group but otherwise still seemed like a personified (he inwardly winced at the choice of phrase) blue screen, planning to sit next to her and thus Erich. In a depressingly characteristic display of self-preservation (or the lack thereof), the Grubbin had, upon seeing Rene’s admittedly more dangerous looking form, tightened its hold on Iris’ leg and was now being dragged along in the now-bird’s wake.

Once everyone had been seated, Solgaleo rose and acknowledged each once-person by not their given names but those that had been thrust upon them. His smile surely was meant to convey warmth and reassurance to the group, but Rene couldn’t help but bristle slightly at the implication that lied therein. That their lives (he refused to call it his old life) no longer were important. He noticed he wasn’t the only one to catch that, Iris (her visage finally cracking slightly) looked a tad ruffled and the dragon that had once been Kyle seemed to be deep in thought, though still as impassive and difficult to read as he’d been before the transformation.

Before anyone could bring that up, however, the large lion continued on asking about the legend of Necrozma. When a few shook their heads in the negative, Solgaleo launched into the story. Having read most of it before, Rene let his mind drift slightly. To his right, Erich – still wrapped around Iris’ leg – slowly ceased his shivering, not necessarily calm but slightly reassured at the absence of anyone trying to make a meal for themselves. Still, the grub refused to look in Rene’s direction and gave a little flinch whenever Rene moved, a fact that stung slightly if Rene was being truthful. It wasn’t as if he’d meant for all this to happen. He just hoped given time and a heart to heart Erich might come around, Rene thought to himself, willfully ignoring the fact he would have to accept it himself first. As if reading his thoughts, Erich glanced at him briefly, a puzzled expression flitting across his face before he turned away again.

The sudden quiet caught Rene’s attention; Solgaleo had finished his story. After a few moments, the lion cleared his throat. He explained that the legend was factual, that this place (A new created dimension! the excitable scientist within him crowed, eager to share the news with his mother; that last part in turn launched a whole new set of worries which were also ignored) was created to protect them and allow them to harness their powers.

Across the table, Lunala nodded and spread her wings, drawing the gaze of everyone as she continued from where her brother paused. “Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you. His chains will break tomorrow however..." At this the moon bat’s face scrunched in panic. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She glanced around sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands.

"Luna,” Solgaleo boomed, cutting her off. “That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Lunala flinched at the reprimand and relaxed back into her chair slightly. Soon, though, she leaned forward again, indignant.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at the humans-turned-Pokémon. "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!"

Chaos broke at her exclamation, as several of the legends made sounds of indignation. The girl who became Dialga (Ally Volkova, he remembered) even went as far as to bolt upright, cursing at the bat. The lion-like legend roared both in general for quiet and specifically at Lunala, who left the room in a huff, unapologetic. An awkward silence followed, broken by a quacking noise from Alex that would’ve had Rene rolling his eyes had he been able.

"I... apologize for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." He glanced at everyone, and Rene got the feeling that this wasn’t the first time Solgaleo had to do damage control for his counterpart’s temper. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." At that, the lion bowed to the group, leaving the room presumably towards either his own quarters or those of his counterpart’s.

The meeting, if it could have been called that, adjourned with a surge of power flowing through the group, if the expressions on the other’s faces were any indication. Additionally, it didn’t seem exclusive to the former humans as all at once many of the companion Pokémon began to evolve simultaneously, though there were few exceptions, such as the Woobat that flitted about Leslie’s head and Erich, who remained a small Grubbin.

A thump made Rene look to his right. Iris had slumped over onto the table from the weight of the Ninetales suddenly on her back. Embarrassed, Kit quickly clambered down with a muttered “sorry,” though Iris stayed slumped over with a dejected sigh even after the vulpine had gotten off.

“You ok?” Rene asked, unsure about what specifically could’ve prompted this reaction and if he even would want to get involved. (And whatever dysphoria he’d had about this new body, speaking without moving a mouth was easily the strangest thing.)

“Just mourning how simple my life used to be,” the large bird muttered.

“And that’s perfectly reasonable,” Kit said, evidently experienced with her trainer’s moods. “But in its own time and place. Now c’mon,” she said through a mouthful of feathers as she tugged on Iris’ wing, eliciting what could only be called a squawk from the girl-turned-bird. “I’m going to take you to whatever room you have here, you’re going to vent like you need to do, and hopefully we keep the collateral to the minimum.”

“Well, good luck,” Rene called after them, cringing after the fact but not knowing what else to say. Belatedly, he realized that if Iris left, Erich would leave with them. About to call out, Rene looked down to see a suspicious lack of Grubbin around Iris’ talons.

A throat cleared behind him.

Rene turned around to see Erich standing a few feet away. A leg bounced anxiously on his ground, but otherwise the insect’s nerves were well hidden until he drew a shaky breath. “Ok, not going to lie. You are terrifying instincts I didn’t even know I had right now, but… You’re Rene still. I could tell by the pheromones you started giving off halfway through Simba and Stellaluna’s little speech. You’re my friend, and as scary as this is for me I can’t imagine what it must be like for you. So… I’m here for you.”

Relieved, Rene lunged forward and wrapped his spindly arms around the grub. Through the hug, he could feel Erich’s heart race. “Okay,” the grub muttered against him as his pulse slowed. “Just please never do that again oh my god. Gods. Whatever.”

“Sorry,” Rene said, voice thick with emotion. Suddenly this situation didn’t seem quite as bad, not now that he knew his best friend was, if not completely ok, accepting of this new paradigm. Still holding Erich, Rene looked around at the others. Most had broken off into small groups, talking or challenging each other to a spar, as the case was with Gwen-slash-Cobalion and Ally. Rene considered joining some group for a moment, but quickly decided against it and headed to the bed chambers. Sleep definitely trumped awkward small talk with people who were basically strangers.

Entering what he determined to be his own room, Rene was pleasantly surprised to find a cross between his bedrooms growing up and a lab reminiscent of those he grew up around. Altogether, it was a comforting space to Rene. (Pointedly he did not examine that reasoning given the recent developments.) The walls were a sterile light grey with posters he could remember hanging once upon a time across each of them. A bed exactly matching his at home stood to his right, alongside his bedside table, reading lamp, and Erich’s small bed. Bookshelves full of books stretched across most of the back wall with the only free space taken up by a desk and PC computer (how there was an internet connection, Rene really didn’t know). The remaining space along the left wall housed a series of lab tables, both perfect for his current height and his normal height. Scattered across the resin countertops were assorted machines, parts, and tools, some of which rare enough Rene would once have given a leg to get his hands on.

Rene sat Erich down on the grub’s bed. “I don’t know about you, but I think I’ll go to sleep. Lord knows I’ve been awake long enough. Good night Erich.”

“Night Rene.”

The man-turned-bug climbed up onto the mattress, ready to stretch out and sleep. Positioning himself best he could on his stomach, to not disturb the new appendage from his back, Rene gave a stretch…

…and folded into himself, Transformers style, into what had to be the weirdest Superman pose.

From his lower bed, Erich gave a flat “What.”

“I did not know I could do this.”

“What.”

“…I also am not sure how to get out of this.”

What.
 
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Hydrangea

I'm baby?
Staff member
Moderator

Olivia Manami & Sylvie
Shaymin
Relic Caste

So many conversations, so little time. It stressed Olivia out to no end, she hated being constantly asked the same question; she wasn't exactly used to it, in the manor she grew up in, everyone knew her. She was never pressed with questions, never forced to answer anything, and never having to put on a forced smile to hide her fears. She was nervous, she assumed that everyone could sense her fear. She wasn't good at introductions, she was used to her parents introducing her to everyone. She hated to admit it, but she missed her parents. She had to wonder if they were still looking for her, if they had any inkling as to where she was. She shook off the thought, glancing around once again.

There were many more faces than she remembered within the small room, there was at least sixteen people including herself. She sighed, glancing at the only face she really found comforting; Erin. Erin was braced against the wall, not paying much attention to anything with a smoke hanging out of her lips. She met eyes with Olivia and shrugged, a small smile forming upon her lips. Out of everyone here, Olivia actually had to admit she probably found Erin the most intimidating... there was just, something about her. Something that Olivia couldn't really explain. It frightened her, but also drew her closer.

The boy who claimed to be Regirock also caught her attention, his Pokemon was rather adorable, and he seemed very friendly and confident. His name was Henry, and something about him made Olivia's heart patter with excitement.

Or uh, some other weird feeling. Olivia couldn't exactly place it, but it almost felt like there was an awful pain in her chest when she saw him. Like her heart was going to burst out of her chest. It wasn't a good feeling, but it made her mind race whenever he was near. It was so weird. Maybe she really was having an anxiety attack? She shook it off, looking down at tiny Sylvie; she was basking in the attention she was getting. Something about seeing her so happy made Olivia happy as well.


Erin Atropine & Orochi
Nihilego
Relic Castle


Erin glanced around, she hated introductions, which is why she had given up. Her friend was doing well enough on her own. What was her name again? Olive? It didn't really matter. Hopefully this whole stupid ordeal would be over with soon enough. People seemed to be getting along extremely well, however, Erin wanted nothing to do with any of it. She wasn't interested in making friends with these people, she just wanted answers. She had no idea why these strange voices were in her head calling her Nihilego, and she just wanted them to stop.

She sighed, glancing towards Olivia again. She had her eyes fixated on the boy with the overly excited dog Pokemon, she hadn't bothered to learn his name; it wouldn't matter in the end. Olivia eyes, seemed drawn to him; un-moving as she focused her gaze on him. What was her problem? Did he have something on his face? Or was Olivia... checking him out? It seemed weird for such an innocent looking young girl to be peeling away the boy with her eyes, but maybe Erin just really didn't understand.

Erin and Olivia were roused from their thoughts upon hearing two pairs of footsteps walking from the inner reaches of the castle. Erin glanced downwards, they were loud, almost as if made by someone... or, something; quite heavy. Some of the others ran to the stairs, peering down them in search of the footsteps’ owner. Just as the rainbow-haired kid who’d called himself Alex began to spark and venture down, two people stepped out into the light provided by Alex.
The first – a boy – proudly stood tall, his wild orange hair standing out from the dim surroundings. A short beard lined his jaw, and he was dressed rather regally. At his shoulder, a girl who could have been his polar opposite in all but manner of regal dress stood partially hidden behind him. Where he was tall, she was short and her hair a deep blue that suggested the visage of the night sky. Unlike the boy, she looked less confident, glancing around at the group but saying nothing.

The boy grinned, looking out at the group. He made a remark about them finally arriving and asked them to follow, Erin glanced at the others who had immediately began to follow without a second though. Were they crazy? She noticed one of the pack's leaders was none other than Olivia, walking cautiously downward. A large portal appeared before them, and person after person flew inside of it. Olivia was on of the first to go, leaving Erin and two others. Erin sighed, forcing herself inside.


Hall of Legends​

Something was off. Something felt weird. Olivia looked around, confused as her vision gradually came more and more into focus. It was foggy, strange, and disorienting. It almost looked like some sort of hall, like something she would see in another house of royalty. She glanced around, confused as to what exactly was going on. Her thoughts slowly rushed back to her, she remembered the portal, everyone piling in slowly.

Everyone? Wait. Where did everybody go?

Olivia felt panic set in almost immediately. She saw no familiar faces, just large monsters. They were all so much bigger than her, ready to devour or step on her. They must've been giants, or at least close to it to tower so greatly over her. She quickly moved her hands to cover her eyes only to recoil in even more fear once she realised instead of hands, she had tiny white paws.

"W-what..?" Olivia said aloud. Glancing around once again, only to suddenly realise with a fresh sense of clarity, these weren't monsters. These were the other people from the castle. She saw the large green dragon, Rayquaza, who she remembered as Fern. Everything came to her suddenly, and she looked around in a panic.

"Sylvie!" She scanned the ground, realizing she was much closer to it than she'd like. She remembered what she had read about Shaymin, the small creature was much less than a foot tall and barely had anything to it. She sighed, now everyone would see her as pathetic and tiny. What a fitting look for how she felt.

"Olivia!" She heard the voice of Sylvie call back, only to be met with a much different looking creature. It appeared to look like a little girl, with tiny ponytails in her hair and standing much taller than her. "Oh Olivia! I'm so happy I found you, I was worried you got squished or something!" Sylvie scooped up Olivia in her arms and carried her to the large meeting table, where the two people from before sat; along with everyone from the castle before. An odd jellyfish joined the ranks of the legends she recognised, sitting very close to the boy. A yellow cobra coiled at her feet, was that... Erin?

She took her seat, sitting atop of Sylvie's head. The blue haired girl spoke first this time.

"Greetings." She spoke, giving a small bow. "Welcome to the Hall of Legends. I am Lunala." her voice sounded small, but she smiled slightly. "It's so nice to finally meet you all!" She exclaimed. She grinned before being surrounded by a large blast of light, transforming fully into a large bat creature. "Here in the Hall, your true forms will be shown. But when you gain control over your power you'll be able to transform at will like I just did!" She smirked. A large lion walked forth from the far end of the hall through the mist, his fur was a stunning white.

"Hello children, I am Solgaleo." He bowed to them. The faces of the children remained glued to the large lion. "Thank you for coming, you will be safe here." He continued, "And... of course, you will finally learn the truth."

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Everyone took a seat at the table; it had twenty seats, both ends filled by Solgaleo and Lunala respectively. The other eighteen, were where everyone took their places on either side. Solgaleo looked at those gathered, acknowledging every single one of them.

"It is nice to see each of you again." He looked towards each one individually, smiling and laying his eyes upon them when he spoke their names. "Genesect, Zygarde, Meloetta, Shaymin, Dialga, Regigigas, Xerneas, Kyruem, Regirock, Ho-Oh, Cobalion, Hoopa, Yveltal, Rayquaza, Zapdos, and Nihilego." He starred at Erin for a few seconds before continuing. "I'm sure you've all heard the legend of Necrozma at some point in your life?" Most of the children nodded but a few shook their heads that they had not. Solgaleo sighed. Beginning to retell the legend. Olivia had heard it a thousand times, but she was unprepared for what Solgaleo said next.

The legend was true, and them being her was proof. They were in this odd dimension to protect them from the threat, as Solgaleo had claimed. Just then, Lunala began to speak up again.

"Indeed. In this current state, Necrozma would make quick work of you." She looked at the faces in at the table, "His chains will break tomorrow however..." Lunala had a panicked expression forced upon her face. "He'll surely be looking for me and Leo... and all of you, assuming he's heard the legend in his bindings..." She glanced around sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands.

"Luna. That's enough. You're going to frighten them!" Leo boomed towards his sister, she flinched in response and relaxed back into her chair.

"I'm only telling them the truth. He almost killed Arceus! Do you think these..." She glanced around at the teens, now in Pokemon forms, "Meatsacks! Do you think these meatsacks actually stand a chance? They're not even at full power!" Luna spat back. Leo roared at her, causing her to leave to room in a fit of rage.

"I... apologise for my sister. She gets worried quite easily." He glanced at everyone, all their faces filled with worry. "Um. You're free to wander around if you want. Down that hall behind me are bedrooms for you all, I'm sure you must be exhausted." Leo gave a small bow, leaving the room and letting all the children sit and wonder what Necrozma was actually like.

Some people looked outraged at Lunala's words, they hissed and spat. Olivia was conflicted, but she saw Erin had raised a tentacle to her face, or, lack there of.


Necrozma... Erin though to herself. I betrayed him? She looked around at everyone else, she could feel Solgaleo's piercing gaze resting upon her. She didn't belong here, she knew it almost as well as everyone else. She was the outcast, the one that was far different from every other face here. Was she even a Pokemon? She couldn't figure it out. She knew that Solgaleo didn't trust her, she was smart enough to realise that.

She was roused from her thoughts as Orochi, now a large beautifully golden snake coiled close to her feet.

"Erin, we sssshould get ssssome resssst. There'ssss bedroomssss for everyone down the hall," Her snake companion gestured towards the area Solgaleo had gone down. Erin nodded, watching a few others stay to chat, and a couple people head towards their bedrooms.

Her bedroom was large, she drifted above the bed, realising that it was a little bit difficult for her to actually lay down. Orochi looked amused, coiling herself near the foot of the bed and closing her eyes. Erin relaxed and did the same.

Everything was silent that night, everyone slept soundly in their respective rooms. Solgaleo and Lunala hadn't made a peep and neither had any of the others. There was a nice peace about the situation. But as they always say, there's a calm before the storm. The silence was broken by a quiet humming, it started very quietly before growing louder.

The source of the sound was Erin's chambers.

Erin awoke to the humming, only to see that a large black portal was opening on her wall. She gasped, watching as more of... well... whatever she was now pooled out. There was at least seven standing near the portal, and despite not having eyes, Erin could feel them fixated on her.

"Erin." All their voices seemed to flow together and sound as one. "Lord Necrozma wishes to speak with you, oh legendary one."

Praise? It seemed odd, especially giving her such a fable-like name when she was an enemy at this point.

"Please, step through the portal. You know you're not welcome here." They spoke again. Erin looked around, noticing Orochi was still asleep. She realised the creatures were speaking to her telepathically, and not actually speaking. She thought briefly, knowing they were correct. She was unwelcome here, she could feel the heavy air surrounding herself and the horrible glances that the others were throwing her way. She was weird, an outcast, and she belonged somewhere else. Without giving it a second thought, Erin floated through the portal.

The other Nihilego felt pride, Necrozma would be so pleased with them. "Excellent work. Now, you know what to do." A voice resounded in their heads. It was deep, frightening, and powerful. More ultra beasts flew through the portal; multiple Kartana's, more Nihilego, and of course a few Buzzwole.

"Kill them all."

With those words, the creatures flew to various parts of the hall. Screeching as they went, awakening all those inside. The portal slammed itself shut, as a Buzzwole flew at Orochi, grabbing the large snake and causing her to let out a terrified shriek. The others went ahead with attacking the legends while they slept, causing panic and terror.

(OOC: Hey so I'm gonna cut that off right there, next post can be you reacting to either a Nihilego, Buzzwole or Kartana flying into your space. You can fight it off, or be terrified, it's your choice.)
 
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Schade

Party.

Alexander Brennan and Rocky
Zapdos
Hall of Legends


"Yeah, we're something..." Henry responded as he looked down on his now stony hands. "Are you guys holding up okay?" he then asked, looking over to both Hekas and Alex. "I mean, this is insane.". He was right. Not every day that you find out you are the reincarnation of a legendary being.

"You should be able to fly," Sasha said bluntly, tipping her head at him. She had also evolved, like most of the pokemon partners present. She now looked... like herself, just a bit bigger. "It's instinctive. See, check out that newly evolved Vibrava!" she continued, and looked over to where a buggy dragon thing was buzzing about. Vibravas are evolutions to Trapinch, so that was correct. "And watch me! Only lycanroc can use this move, so I have no idea what I'm doing!" The wolf pokemon grinned in determination, raised her haunches in the air, then blasted away from the group at a blinding speed.

"Whoa.." Alex said as he looked at the dusty trail Sasha left. "She is right you know.2 Rocky chimed in. "I know the move Discharge now.". he then demonstrated by releasing a barrage of sparks from his body. "I am certain that you can learn to fly with little to no effort.".

"Okay. Flying. Shouldn't be too hard.". He sighed deeply and began flapping his wings, expecting to take off. However, that didn't happen, and he only looked like a thanksgiving turkey whose head had been chopped off. The embarrasing attempt ended up with him faceplanting into the ground. He laid still for a moment while mumbeling cursewords lowly to himself. Rocky rolled over to see hoe he was. "That.. Failed." he said, scratching his head. "Yeah, no sh*t." Alex grumpily replied as he stood up again.

Trying again, he figured he was overthinking things, and tried letting his instincts take over. This time, he took off, and was hovering several feet into the air. He flew around to try out the field, and quickly managed to get a hold on it. It was a pretty fun feeling, to be able to fly. Especially when he got the hang of it. "Now.. How does one land this thing?" Alex nervously asked no one in particular..

~~~

A while later, Alex and Rocky had found their way into their sleeping chambers. The room was large, with a massive bed at the center of it. Alex leapt over to the bed and tried getting comfortable, which was hard, as he was now a bird. "Ugh am i stuck like this forever? This isn't working." he said in a complaining tone. Rocky had found himself a comfortable position on the bed as Alex jumped out of it again. Instead, he leapt up to the head-end of the bed and sat there. Somehow, he managed to maintain balanced while standing, and managed to drift asleep as such.

~~~

Alex didn't know for how long he had been asleep, but he woke up by some sort of screeching sounds from the other rooms. Rocky was still fast asleep, snoring rather loudly. As Alex adjusted to the lighting in the room, and managed to wake up further, he noticed a silhouette standing in the doorway. It was huge and insect-like, with bulging muscles and a long, sharp snout. Mosquito? He didnt have much time to process what happened, as the sudden sight of the sudden bug made him screech out in surprise, which in turn woke up Rocky, conviniently enough.

As the bug thing walked into the dim light of the room, it looked even more frightening. Was it a Pokemon? Certainly not a pokemon he had ever seen before. Whatever it was, it was hostile. It lunged out towards Rocky, who barely managed to avoid. "Oh god, oh god, ohgodohgodohgodohgod what do we do?" Alex shouted as he took off. "Don't know, Alexander, but you better figure something out fast!" Rocky said. The creature was after him, so it gave Alex time to think. It looked like a Bug-Type, and he was a bird. Time to get up close and personal! He instinctively thought 'Drill Peck'. I can do that.., he thought. He jumped off the bedframe and unto the bulky mosquito thing, and started pecking at it repeatidly at furious speed. It was obviously very effective against it, and he kept it up until it was laying on the floor, utterly defeated. ".. And Stay there!" Alex said with some unnecessary sass, as he and Rocky fled towards the exit.

Judging by the sounds, Alex wasn't the only one getting a nightly visit. However, he was the first one to reach the main area. He saw several more creatures like the bulky bug about. Some looked like tiny Origami while others looked like.. Erin? Jellyfish things were present, and judging by their numbers, it was safe to assume they weren't Erin. "What the hell is going on?", Alex said as he Drill Pecked another baywatch-Mosquito. "I don't know, but we will just have to fight until the others get here!" Rocky said as he released more discharges, knocking an Erin-lookalike out of the air.
 
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Monster Guy

Fairy type Trainer

Lorenzo Amoré and Fiorentina
Xerneas
Relic Castle, Unova

Adrien had pretty much brushed him off, and went off to where Solgaleo said the bedrooms were. "Hmph, well that was rude!" Lorenzo exclaimed. He didn't take it too personally though. He was probably just shocked at suddenly becoming a deathbird. Lorenzo figured he would come around eventually. In the meantime, Lorenzo decided to stay out for a bit and chat with some of the others,and see how they were getting used to their new forms. Eventually, Lorenzo grew tired, and decided to head off for his new bedroom. It had been a long day after all.

When Fiorentina and Lorenzo got to the room that was meant for Xerneas, he observed a few things. One there was a lot of pink. The walls were pink, and there were pink flowers growing from the ground. The room was also full of life. It almost resembled a forest, one would think this was a room for a Grass type enthusiast. It fit Xerneas though, because Xerneas was a life deity, and had the power to make forests. The last thing he noticed was there was no bed that he could see. "That's odd. How can they call this a bedroom with no bed? How am I supposed to sleep without a bed?" The boy turned legendary Pokemon asked in between yawns.

Fiorentina thought for a second before answering. "If I remember right, I think Xerneas turns into a tree when it sleeps."

But Lorenzo didn't respond. The Comfey looked, and saw that an ethereal blue tree had been standing where Lorenzo previously stood. The Fairy type Pokemon giggled, and hung off of one of the Xerneas tree's branches, and attempted to get some shut-eye herself.

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Kyle Uriah Remington and Frosty
Kyurem
Hall of Legends

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Kyle didn't know for how long he had been asleep, but he was awoken by some sort of screeching sound coming from one of the other rooms. Frosty was still sleeping. As Kyle got out of his bed, that was entirely made of ice, as was the rest of the room, and quietly went to the door to see what all the fuss was about, and possibly tell whoever was making that noise to shut up. When he opened the door, he saw the hallway flooded with all sorts of strange creatures Kyle had never seen before. There were large muscular mosquitoes, there were things that resembled folded pieces of paper that had razor sharp arms, and then there was that jellyfish like creature that one of the others in their group had turned into. Kyle believed her name was Erin. She was headed off to the room marked Xerneas, and seemed like it had a purpose for going there. Kyle wondered why would she go into his room for, and decided to investigate, and follow her. Maybe she knew something about these creatures the rest of the group didn't...

When they got to the room, Kyle saw Erin prepare to launch an attack against this peculiar looking tree, in the middle of the room. It looked like it was trying to poison the tree. Kyle also saw that Xerneas/Lorenzo was nowhere to be seen in this room. He then remembered reading somewhere that Xerneas turned into a tree when they were dormant. So, was Erin trying to poison one of them? Why would she do that?

Before Kyle had a chance to stop this himself, the attack was suddenly intercepted by that kid's Comfey, using a Dazzling Gleam. "Hey, what are you doing?!" The Pokemon shouted. The jellyfish thing was distracted for a moment, but the Dazzling Gleam didn't do much damage, but it lasted just long enough for Kyle to deliver an Ice Punch, and knock it down. That creature was very fragile. Almost as if it were made of glass, so knocking her out proved to be an easy feat.

Just then though, exactly four more Jellyfish barged into the room, seemingly with the same goal, to poison Xerneas. It became clear to Kyle thay creature he had just knocked out wasn't the same one that was formerly human.

"What's happening?!" The Comfey asked.

Kyle didn't answer, He didn't know what was going on, nor did he particularly care. He did something he hadn't done in a long time, and smirked. He had been looking foward to having something to smash, and put these new found powers to good use. Now was the perfect opportunity. Kyle ran towards the jellyfish, and engaged them all in a fight. He didn't seem to care that he was outnumbered in this instance. They were rather fragile, if the first one was any indication. Taking these ones out shouldn't be too much of a problem.
 
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Vern

Why not both?
Fern & Razor
Rayquaza
Relic Castle, Unova.


An ocean, quiet and lifeless despite the waves lazily flopping around on the surface. A single boat, futuristically sleek in design, floats near a small piece of still-burning rubble. The sky is blue and so is the water, stretching out in all directions as far as the eye can see. Besides the boat, a single, boomerang-shaped fish, glowing a faint green, lies on the ocean floor, it’s lifeless eyes staring directly up at the sun. A lone man sits on the bulkhead of the vessel, looking down at -

"Hey, don't tell me you can't fly either! You totally can; it's in your DNA! Try it! I won't laugh if you mess up." the excited voice of someone she didn’t know snapped Fern out of her daydreams, dragging her mind back into reality, and, by extension, her current… not-so-good circumstances. She looked down and saw a Lycanroc, looking pretty excited. She must have just evolved, like Razor did, and was probably enjoying the power that came with her new form.

’That’s not the problem here…’ she thought to herself, ’The problem is that if I mess up, I might accidentally squash you to a pulp.’ Of course, she didn’t voice that thought. It would have been a little too much of a downer. So, instead, she tried her best to smile at the dog (it was difficult given the abnormal shape of her face), and slowly began to uncoil herself. The dog certainly seemed to be excited about this, for some inane reason.

She’d imagined this often enough, soaring through the clouds and watching as flocks of birds parted for her. It had always been effortless. Why would this be any different? With a resigned smile that she hoped was too small for others to see, she launched herself into the air like a spring, aiming for an isolated corner where, hopefully, nobody would be. She thrashed her unfamiliar body around, feeling her tail impact on a pillar, before she managed to balance herself in a sort of coiled position, looking like some floating, meditating, monk. By slowly tilting her body in different directions like a joystick, she could move around. It wasn’t exactly graceful, but the fact that she was flying at all was something in itself.

She hovered over the heads of Dialga and Cobalion - who, for whatever reason, where planning on sparring with each other - and slowly steadied herself next to her chair, reaching a hand forward and picking up the still-unconscious Razor in a three-fingered claw. She nodded at the Lycanroc from earlier and turned around to depart to her room, just as Zygarde was leaving. Deciding that that meant the rooms were down that corridor (she hadn’t been listening), she floated through the air like some sort of awkward drone, stopping and starting every now and then whenever it felt like she would tip over.

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Her room was plain, as things go - just extremely large, to compensate for her new dragon body. There was a sink there, which she used to splash Razor in order to wake him up. The reaction was about what was expected.

“Wooo, Fern, you look awesome!” the newly-evolved Fletchinder called, hopping onto her snout, “How does it feel to be able to fly? Pretty sweet, right?”

She started at her friend for a while, slightly cross eyed, before she spoke back. There was something about the little bird’s enthusiasm that had always managed to make her feel strangely at ease. “Razor…” she sighed softly, attempting to smile but deciding that it just didn’t quite work in dragon form, “Sorry, but I’m tired. Can you be quiet for a while?” Razor nodded, and promptly dove under the massive covers of the massive, disappearing from sight.

Fern blinked and let out a yawn, before carefully floating herself onto the bed and coiling herself up, resting her head on her tail. It wasn’t an uncomfortable position.

-~-~-​

A loud horn sounds in the distance, rousing the crows and sending them flying, dispersing into the cold, grey sky. The sound wakes the girl who is hiding on the inside of an abandoned building, wrapped in soiled, brown cloths to keep herself warm and to keep her scent in check. The horn - it’s a ray of hope, signalling the arrival of the ferry that would take her off this island, away from the hell that had become her home. She looks around her, scanning the abandoned streets for the hulking figures of the predators that haunted both her life and her nightmares, before-

A loud crash snapped Fern out of her slumber, and her two eyes flashed open. Danger. She’s sure of it. Razor was fast asleep - at least, she assumed he was. After all, he was quiet, and he’s never quiet when he’s awake.

A giant Mosquito bursted through the door of her room. It was heavily muscled and looked like it had been in the gym for far too long, and had taken several doses of steroids too many. It immediately threw itself at her, and before she could react, it was already up in her face and punched her on the side. Thankfully, her Dragon form was quite durable, and it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. Righting herself, she bit down on the Mosquito’s left arm, causing the beast to screech out in pain.

That was enough to wake Razor, and the bird came flying out from under the covers, ready to fight. “WHO’S THERE?” he yelled at the top of his lungs, doing a 360 in the air before zeroing in on the bug that was attacking Fern, “WHO ARE YOU?”

“Razor, shum helpful heya wud vee nishe.” Fern managed to say, clinging onto the Buzzwhole’s arm and not letting go. The insect landed another punch on the side of her body, but by now she had managed to wrap her snake-like form around it’s legs, holding it in place while she constantly cut at it with Twisters. Slowly, she could feel it’s struggles getting weaker. Razor didn’t need to be told twice, and he immediately threw himself at the attacker, slamming his beak into it’s bulging muscles. “DIE! FEEL PAIN! BE TERRIFIED OF MY WRATH!”

Eventually, the Buzzwhole’s struggling stopped, and it lay there, unconscious, within Fern’s constrictor grip. She quickly dragged it off her bed and deposited it in the hallway outside, looking around with a sense of urgency that she hadn’t felt for a while. Razor hopped up and down on her head, yelling “HELL YEAH! Fern, did you see that? We TOTALLY DESTROYED that guy!” She blinked as the Zapdos (Alex, was it? I really need to take notes on this stuff) flew past her, launching himself at a beast that looked exactly like the one that had attacked her, yelling something like ‘What the hell is going on?’.

Fern grimaced - she had never liked fighting. Writing about it and drawing it was one thing, but seeing people beat each other up in real life was something else entirely. But she didn’t have a choice. A jellyfish-like blob that looked suspiciously like the ‘Nihilego’ Erin had turned into started floating over towards her, and it was very clearly hostile.

“FERN, LET’S KILL THESE THINGS!” Razor yelled, getting more and more excited by the second, “THEY INTERRUPTED YOUR SLEEP, RIGHT? DON’T YOU HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DO THAT? YOU ALWAYS TELL ME OFF FOR IT!”
 

Dragalge

Years

Leslie White and Woolu
Meloetta
Hall of Legends


After all the chaos in regards to Leslie’s newfound appearance settled down as well as when Leslie was done singing, Solgaleo told her and the others where their bedrooms were. Woolu did not hesitate any further as she was feeling rather beat from all what happened today despite her usual cheery attitude. “Well you’re awfully tired. Why is that?” asked Leslie.

“Well a lot can happen when you cross a portal, watch humans become legendary Pokemon, and of course hearing a soothing voice that even makes me sleepy.” Woolu replied. She let out a big yawn and both went towards their chamber.

Leslie and Woolu arrived at their chamber and the first thing they laid their eyes on was a huge bet that looked comfortable. The best part to Leslie was that it was not green meaning she was able to float and lay down on it in comfort! Of course, Woolu enjoyed how cozy the bed felt as well. Afterwards, they both fell asleep soundly for a while.

After a long slumber, Leslie was slightly awakened by some noises she heard from the other rooms but she randomly yelled Henry’s name and told him to pipe down in a tired voice. She tried to go back to bed until Woolu prompted to have Leslie look towards the front. When Leslie rubbed her eyes, she noticed something shaped like a white star that was the same size as her floating in the air.

“Um…can I help you?” Leslie asked to the strange creature. It floated towards her even more and when it came close to Leslie, she felt a sharp cut on her arm despite not physically touching it. In response to this, Leslie stepped back in pain but the unknown creature started floating towards her vigorously. Woolu also floated away from it too but this thing that looked like an origami star was persistent and chased after Leslie. She tried to use her newly learned Acrobatics against the origami star but in return, she was the one who felt sharp pain around her body.

“This…thing is super sharp. How am I supposed to take it out?” Leslie asked while suffering from the cuts she received from the mysterious entity.

“Have you ever thought of attacking from a distance? I mean you just don’t go all in on a knife in the real world, do you?” Woolu responded with advice.

“Look out!” Leslie yelled. Woolu barely dodged the origami creature but her red bowtie was cut in half in the process. Woolu stared down all said and thus made Leslie stand up to it. The anger she felt had her let out a Confusion against it and in one hit, the paper star fell to the ground with ease.

“Huh. Well that was easy. And no not your bow” Leslie frowned at Woolu.

“I loved that bow. It was pretty! But now I’ll never get it back.” Woolu exclaimed all saddened.

“Uh oh. Looks like more are coming. Now that I know their weakness, this shouldn’t be too hard. Despite the mysterious paper-star creatures that appeared, two more different beings accompanied them, one being a glass-like jellyfish that looked exactly like Erin and a muscular-looking insect creature with a large proboscis. Knowing they had no other choice, Leslie then started to use both her voice and other powers along with Woolu joining at her side.
 

TheCharredDragon

#HelloLoki
Gwendoline Gunther and Bedi the Sawk
Cobalion, the Cobalt Knight
Hall of Legends


She was glad Ally agreed to her suggestion. Though, admittedly, she was a bit surprised at her question. She had guessed that Ally was a fighter, but she hadn't expected that she would be among the few who fought alongside with their Pokémon. She herself and Bedi would occasionally do that, fighting side-by-side like comrades or soldiers, but that was mostly against wild Pokémon, parents (yes, including her mother despite being known as an archaeologist. Why do you think Gwen's father married her?) and, before he died, her grandfather. Ivan wasn't much into combat, though Gwen didn't think any less of him for that. Actually, there was a small part that was glad he didn't. She had seen his temper. Even she would rather not face it. But she was digressing.

Back to the present with Ally's question. At that, she smiled. "If Sir Gavriil doesn't mind, I would like a spar with our partners. I rarely faced anyone as I fought with Bedi besides my parents."

After hearing Ally's answer and agreeing to whatever terms she might have set, finding a place to do said spar wasn't too difficult. It was a rather large place after all. Besides, she had a backup plan anyways in case she didn't find any...Ivan's room. Though the thought was dishonorable...so was the trickster's jokes at times. Nothing too malevolent, but still an annoyance nonetheless, the last one involving her room filled to the brim with newspapers, as in literally to the brim.

As for the spar itself? Gwen had a great time as far as she was concerned. True, it was rather awkwrd fighting on four legs at first, but she got used to it quickly. It wasn't like she couldn't stand on her hind legs, just not very long. Despite the size differance, neither of them got the upperhand, for both her and Ally and Gavriil and Bedi. In truth, she was just fine with that. She had just wanted to let off some steam, but of course she would've tried to gain victory, as Ally seemed to do so as well.

By the end of it, she was panting but with a satisfied smile. Unsurprisingly, Gavriil was still biting Bedi but the Sawk has endured much worse than that, and he had his ability to help with it. Not worried for those two, she looked to Ally and said,

"Thank you for sparring with me. I quite enjoyed it."

At that point, her loyal knight had gotten himself out of the shark dragon's maw by doing something "un-knight-ly" as Ivan would put it, block the nostrils of his opponent so he was forced to let go to breathe.

"And it has been...enlightening for me," Bedi said as he went to her side, obviously trying to find a less offensive term for describing his feelings towards Gavriil's fighting style.

Gwen knew what he meant even though she only understood his speech not too long ago, he found Gavriil's way of fighting to be rather barbaric, hence why he decided to return it with the nose blocking.

Then she suddenly yawned, cracked her neck and stretched much like a dog did. "I hope you don't mind, but I wish to turn in."

...

Locating her room wasn't too hard either. Though Ivan did tell him which room was it. Unsurprisingly, he had spent his time looking at all the rooms. Most would've thought he might be a pervert, but she knew he was just using his portal powers as much as he could and to his advantage. After all, if he knew where each one was, he could use his portals to help them and get around quicker.

Once she was inside, she knew it was hers. It was simplistic, just like the dojo from her dreams, with merely flat surfaces and no decorations whatsoever. And like the dojo, the walls were made of steel colored cobalt, as far as she could tell as she didn't know if actual cobalt looked different from steel. Right at the center of her room were two simple nests, with leaves and all, one bigger than the other. It didn't take many guesses to know who was the intended occupant of each.

Remembering what her mother's Haxorus would do before she slept, she stamped on her bedding lightly in a circle before settling down, placing her head on her front legs, or what used to be her arms. It was actually quite comfy, despite it being somewhere in between like sleeping normally and how a student would sleep on their desk, whether from boredom or studying late. Beside her, she saw Bedi just sleep how normally would, flat on his back, except this time he was inside a nest. As she readied her mind for rest, Bedi said,

"Lady Gwen?"

That caught her off guard for a moment, seeing as he's been quieter than normal today. "Yes, Bedi?"

"How are you faring?"

She blinked. "I'm faring well." She tilted her head a little. "Why do you ask?"

"I...was worried you wouldn't considering how you felt while keeping quiet about your idenitity. And...I know you miss your parents."

It was true. She did miss them. Even now, she wished they could be here with her, not just because she loved their company, but also because she was sure they would've loved this place and all the Legendaries here. She was also sure Gavriil would probably want to challenge her mother's Haxorus. And maybe even her father's Bisharp. She chuckled at the thought.

"Yes, I do. But..." Gwen remembered their words after she confessed her past life, their words before they parted ways. "...they also didn't mind what I did. Despite my true identity...I am still their child, and I am glad. I do not care what the others think of that. As far as I'm concerned, they are still my parents and they understood what I was doing. They encouraged me. I will not let them down." She smiled. "Besides, I get to see all these legends. I'm sure Mother will be jealous."

Her blue and faithful knight blinked before smiling as well with a chuckle.

"Ah yes, she would. I had nearly forgotten Lady Mist's love of stories."

Gwen closed her eyes and settled back. She said, "Good night, Bedi"

"Good night, Lady Gwen."

And even though he wasn't in the room, she knew he would feel it anyway. "Good night, Ivan."

Then she drifted into a slumber.

...

Ivan Vincent and Vera the Sableye
Hoopa, the Portal Trickster
His New Room, Justice League Watchtower Hall of Legends


Ivan certainly had his fun after he left Gwen to her own devices. To be honest, that little...slip was definitely something he hadn't truly seen in Gwen before. Sure, he had seen her angry a few times--most of them with very good reason--but mad? As in seething so much she looked like she could explode? Again, he hadn't really seen that...except maybe that time someone insulted him due to his parentage... So he got worried.

But after making sure she was, he went back to normal. He was tempted to talk to the others but it was obvious they were preoccupied, especially the Meloetta--who, earlier, was freaking out about her hair being green of all things. That made him snicker--and the Ho-oh who he guessed was Iris seeing as she had a Vulpix whispering to her what was no doubt to be reassurances. He would have comforted her (he knew a thing or two about freak outs/break downs) but...seeing as she had basically ignored his existence earlier (though likely not the same reasons as for her freak out now)...it probably wasn't for the best.

So instead, before everyone else, he explored the rooms, as in all of them. Of course he would, seeing as it was the perfect opportunity to use his portals. He had felt a surge of power during the "briefing" and it showed. Now his ring portals were much bigger and can go farther. They couldn't go as far as he truly wished (as he totally wanted to make a private storage room only he could go to thanks to his portals), but it was still considerably farther than before.

All the rooms, as he expected, were very different. Some he easily recognized, like Gwen's as it basically looked like her new skin color, Iris's as it gave him a Ho-oh vibe, Yveltal's, and Ally's, some not so like the lab like room and the two rooms with lots of flora. He knew one of them had to belong to Olivia (who he did see seemingly have a crush on Henry earlier and totally plans on nudging the two in the right direction somehow), but he wasn't too sure about the other one. Maybe it belonged to Xerneas? But it could've also belonged to the Regigigas.

Either way, he looked through all of them with Vera by his side. By the time he was done with it, he noticed Gwen about to enter the hallway leading to the rooms. Ivan smirked and quickly went to her with his portals, landing straight on her head while Vera ended up on Gwen's back. He stayed there without a word for a minute or two. It must have been a bit of a ridiculous sight as the equine head wasn' that big. Eventually, Gwen stopped in her tracks and said,

"You are not going to get off anytime soon, are you?"

"Maybe...who whats to know?" he said, then he snickered.

Gwen just rolled her eyes but she was smiling nonetheless.

"So? How'd it go?"

"It went well," she said as she continued to walk. "I found she is quite capable even when we both turned into quadrupeds."

Ivan was about to say something but she beat him to it.

"Yes, I know what you are thinking, Ivan. Nice try."

Of course she did. Still, he couldn't help it. He liked to tease and besides, it would be nice to see his best friend find someone special. He doubted he would find his anytime soon, or even ever, but he knew that kind of negativity wasn't productive or a tiny bit helpful. So, again, he focused on something else.

He gave a shrug. "Hey, can't blame a guy for trying to play matchmaker."

She chuckled then paused as she scanned some of the doors.

Ivan noticed. He floated off of the top of her head so he was in her sight. Then he pointed at a somewhat large door--at least compared to Gwen's current form, it was definitely large when compared to a person--that would've been mistaken as a cobalt colored steel wall had it not been for the symbol of four swords crossing blades with each other.

"Your room's over there. I checked it out earlier. It was very fitting."

Once again, she rolled her eyes, but nonetheless said, "Thank you."

"Anytime."

Then she went in, of course after his trusted Sableye got off of her. Ivan floated not too far from her door for a while. Maybe he should turn in as well. He didn't have much else to do and from the looks of things, everyone else was starting to go into their respective rooms, so he had no one to talk to. He looked to Vera who, as always, waited patiently for him.

"What do you think, girl? Shall we turn in?"

She nodded her alien ghost head. "Yeah, let's do that. Even I'm a bit tired..." she said, punctuating the last words with a yawn.

"All right then. Come on."

And like before, he used his rings to get into his room seeing as it wasn't too far away for them. His room, like many others, was rather fitting for him. It reminded him of Indian or Arabian places with its decorations and the way the bed looked like, which had another smaller "bed" that looked more suited for dog Pokémon than Sableye. His own bed wasn't big or grand, in fact, it kind of reminded him of just a fancy couch, but considering his size, he didn't mind. Oh, and it was rather pink too, with plenty of purples and yellows from the rings and such as well.

Vera went to sleep rather quickly, mere seconds after she settled on her bed. Ivan chuckled at that before he landed on his own. He took off his guitar which had miraculously survived his transformation and placed in carefully on the ground...of course with assistance from his portal rings. Then he stretched and lay down.

"Night," he said to Vera even though she was in dreamland.

After a while, then he said to an unheard but not "unfelt" voice, "Night, Gwen."

Then he himself went to sleep...

...

Or rather tried to. For one reason or another, the nightmares came back. He had been through these before, but not like the ones he had whenever he fell asleep that night. He kept dreaming of something that looked like a freakin' abomination, all black and all jagged, tearing Gwen and the others apart, with him as the last. ...no, he knew the reason. Despite how he acted, he was worried. But he tried not to let it get to him. Again, unproductive and not helpful. His subconscious didn't think the same though.

So, he spent the next few hours calming himself down enough to get some sleep. Of course, that was in the form of playing his guitar, which he was, again, glad survived his transformation. Just when he finally managed to do that...he was woken up again, this time by the sound of a loud crash, almost like a glass broke or something.

Welp, why wasn't he surprised that as soon as he fell asleep, he would be woken up? At first, Ivan just groaned in annoyance.

"Vera, could you please qui--" he said but he didn't finish...

...as he something nearly cut his face. He turned wide awake after that. He only avoided the attacks thanks to Vera using Fake Out on...the tiny oragami man? He decided to question what was later after it was dealt with. After all, it was frickin' fast and tiny. Thankfully, by the time the tiny bug-oragami-man-probably-Pokémon had recovered from flinching, Ivan opened a portal leading to outside right in front of his face. He sighed. For now, that was enough because he knew one thing from stories in general: if one important person was attacked, and there was more than one in one place, there was likely to be more.

He knew Gwen could take care of herself. She was Cobalion after all, plus her family name was Gunther. She wasn't going let down that name anytime soon. And Ally, from Gwen's words and what he's seen of her. The others on the other hand were who he was really concerned about. He had no idea how well they could fight. True, he wasn't in the same level as Gwen but still, he was more used to it than most.

"Come on Vera! We've got to help the others!"

"Gotcha Ivan!"

So he made a portal to the room he remembered to be the floral one, which wasn't too far from his own. In all honesty, there was a part of him that was a bit surprised to see a giant tree of varying shades of blue only to realize it was likely to be Xerneas, or rather Lorenzo in his sleeping tree form. But that soon faded away when he saw a Nihilego coming up to him, no doubt to poison the unconscious deer.

There was no way he was going to let that happen.

"Vera, Fake Out!"

And Vera did as asked. Just as he wanted, the jellyfish froze at the attack. It was enough time for him to... Ivan blinked. ...switch places with it? What the heck? Never mind. It was still in the room. He charged dark pruple energy between his hands and threw the Shadow Ball at the jellyfish. It didn't do much damage to it, but he expected as much, as well as it going after him. He waited for a few more moments...then he made a portal appear, this one leading back to his room. But...he didn't realize his portal was too small for the alien jellyfish...and instead of going through it, it got its head stuck in it.

Even he was caught in surprise at that.

"Okay..."

As tempted he was to close the portal to rip it off, he knew that was a bit too gruesome, even if these things were trying to kill them. So...

"Vera, keep attack this guy for a bit, okay?" he said. Then he looked to the blue tree. "Oy, Lorenzo! Wake up! I could use some help in, well, keeping you alive!"
 

*Jean Grey*

Night Triumphant
;483;
Alena Volkova & Gavriil
Dialga
Hall of Legends
;444;

"If Sir Gavriil doesn't mind, I would like a spar with our partners. I rarely faced anyone as I fought with Bedi besides my parents." The Cobalion replied with a smile. Alena smirked. It still was a rare thing for Pokemon to fight alongside humans, and she even had to resort to visiting back-alley fight clubs in order to participate in some. Gavriil had the scars to prove his survival though, if anyone dared called her a liar. She had of course, gained some notoriety among some circles, and even fewer people were willing to face her after the events of two weeks ago, so it was refreshing to let off some energy...as well as face someone who just understood. For Gwendoline to not have hesitated...she was indeed the furthest thing from weak-willed.

"Ha! You're more of a man than many so-called manly men for sure...down to the balls," the Dialga chuckled, before narrowing her eyes. "Let's do it nearest wherever that batty bat ran off to...let her find out who aren't the meatsacks," She continued, winking almost conspirationally before leading the stag-like Pokemon towards the end of the hall.

"Yo, 'Loyal Knight'...loser's got to do a walk of shame, alright?" Gavriil challenged cockily as himself, Alena and Gwendoline got into their fighting stances. The Sawk still wasn't fazed however, his expressionless face only marred by the quirk of his brow, as if to ask him "And what if you lose? Would you be honorable enough to do the walk of shame?"

In the end, neither Pokemon had to do the walk of shame. Alena and Gwendoline had a great time, both girls evenly-matched at the moment. Gwendoline, as well as her Sawk, had a skilled, precise fighting style that hit where it hurt. It was the complete opposite of the reckless, relentlessly offensive fighting style that she and Gavriil became notorious for, but that did not mean that Gwendoline and her Sawk wasted time hemming and hawing...rather, they hit hard and effectively, with a refined style characteristic of a knight. A few times during their fight, Alena had fleeting thoughts about Gwendoline actually managing to beat her down...thoughts that she quickly chased off as she struck back harder. Diamonds were tough, but even they could shatter if one hit them the right way, after all...and then there were those stories that her father told her at night when she was younger...stories about brave knights slaying dragons to rescue princesses. Did knights always have to slay dragons? Did dragons always have to lose? Why did knights always end up with boring, useless princesses when a cool dragon was better company? Alena always asked those questions after her father finished, before declaring that she wasn't going to believe any of it. Her father had laughed, telling her that they thankfully were just stories and that most writers didn't have much imagination...before reminding her that she too, was technically a princess. Those stories weren't about to come true, and in the end, the girls ended up being equals.

"Thank you for sparring with me. I quite enjoyed it," the Cobalion said, before grinning towards Gavriil and the Sawk. The martial artist, who was just dying to shake off the rather undersized land shark, had resorted to doing something uncharacteristically clever and "unknightly"; taking advantage of his large fingers and using them to block the Gabite's nostrils. Gavriil being Gavriil, took a sharp breath...which inadvertently released the Sawk, who then walked over to Gwendoline's side.

"And it has been...enlightening for me," The Sawk said as he went to her side, his tone stoic and polite. He didn't at all seemed fazed by Gavriil, who was now baring his teeth at him. The way the Sawk spoke, it was as if he was trying to find the most polite term to describe his experience; he did not bring up the walk of shame after all. Alena and Gavriil had been called many things in the fight clubs..."brutal", "merciless", "barbaric" and "savage", some of the cruder ones comparing her to a particular nocturnal Pokemon from far-off Alola. It was a surprise that the Sawk wasn't more blunt, but then again, there was this thing with chivalry and politeness as a code...so perhaps it was that?

Gwendoline then suddenly yawned, cracked her neck and stretched much like an Arcanine did. "I hope you don't mind, but I wish to turn in." She said. A small part of Alena whooped. So she did manage to exhaust the Cobalion! Though, her own body was tired as well, so there was that.

"Heh, it's been a long day. First we were people, then we're...these. Wild, ain't it? Anyway, see ya in the morning, unless you're afraid of the dark." she teased, before turning around and heading off towards the rooms.

---

Her room was unmistakeable. Only one room had a door cut out of pure deep blue diamond, with a tough steel reinforcement that started in the middle and spread out to the edges in a sunburst shape, and glowing blue lines snaking through said steel reinforcement, starting from the outer edges and converging in the middle, where another large, deep blue diamond sat, its shape a sharp sunburst mimicking its steel bed, some of its pointed edges sticking forward menacingly. If one looked carefully, one would notice that this second diamond was hollow, and held some floating, shimmering sand; the sands of time. Flanking the door were a pair of majestic silver steel Greek columns, their borders bearing stylized gear-like carvings. Alena instinctively raised a limb up and tapped her claws on the central blue diamond. The crystal responded, depressing itself into its steel hollow, and the door opening up afterwards.

The Dialga was greeted by a flash of glittering bright light, and she almost had to shield her eyes to take everything in. The room she had stepped into was a far cry from her own dark-themed bedroom back in Snowpoint. The walls of her room literally were diamond, just like the diamond that surrounded her in her dream, the light bouncing off the many facets causing it to become dizzyingly bright. Several timepieces in shades of blue, silver and black decorated said walls, most of them being of the hourglass variety, but there were some clocks, sundials and turning gears as well. In the middle of the room was a very large, curtained canopy with a fine bed under it that she could've sworn was the size of a normal gazebo when she first saw it...before remembering that the only kind of bed she was going to fit into as a Dialga was...well, a gazebo-sized one. The canopy itself had an intimidating looking top - all sharp, spiked steel that reminded Alena of a dragon's fangs. Its curtains were black velvet with a sprinkling of diamonds on the outside, and deep-blue silk on the inside - thankfully without any diamonds. The bed was grand, with a similar theme as the surrounding canopy, and beside it was a smaller replica of the bed, evidently for Gavriil. All in all, it was a room fit for a queen...but also reeked of a high-class love hotel of sorts.

"Damn son, since when was I a girly-girl?" She wondered aloud as she eyed the diamond-adorned canopy and bed.

"Dude, it's not girly. It's probably just a Legendary thing, Time Lord. All fancy-pants, high-and-mighty and all, like your gramps. I'd hedge a bet that everyone else's is just as fancy," Gavriil pointed out, before his eyes fell on the bed that was meant for him. The Gabite immediately scurried towards it and lay down, tucking his arms under his head. "Besides, it's not as if you turned out to be your bro Palkia! Now that would be a room that would make you want to sleep in the hallway...all pink and purple and white," he snarked.

"Point," she mumbled before throwing herself on top of her bed.

"So, whaddya think about that Gwen girl?" The Gabite asked, a mischievous, teasing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You seemed pretty pumped around her...and I don't mean in just one way," he taunted. The Dialga narrowed her eyes at him, before huffing.

"Don't start, idiot. She's hella strong and awesome...very kind too. It's rare to find a person who's all three, y'know? Yeah, maybe she can do without being too polite all the time...but she's more than cool," she commented. The Gabite's look was still egging her on to say more, however, and Alena knew exactly what Gavriil wanted to hear...she wasn't going to give him the pleasure.

"What?! I know what you want to hear Gav, and it's nothing like that!" She growled. Gavriil waggled his eyebrows, his taunting look unchanging.

"So it's Kylo, then," he pronounced, leading the Time dragon to throw one of her pillows at him.

"Asshole! You always forget the motherfucking Nick incident!" She shouted in protest. Of course, it would be difficult for anyone to forget if such an incident happened to them. The scars of betrayal and being used were still fresh in her mind, and she wasn't going to get over them anytime soon. Her Pokemon had been trying for weeks, but a proper romance was the furthest thing from Alena's mind. An affair, a one-night stand, sure...but those were harmless, they never hurt and they never required anything more than a fight and some passion. A romance, though? She would rather die than trust the wrong person again.

"Hey, in all fairness, anyone that slick and smooth ain't trustworthy," he defended. Alena sucked in a breath and sighed.

"And that's why sometimes, it's better to be alone. Nobody can hurt you," she said bitterly, before forcing her eyes shut.

----

Alena's sleep was light at best. She never was much of a sleeper, unless she took a few Shiinotic Spore pills, and found herself waking up a few times. It was only when she had finally found herself nodding off for real that she heard loud screeching noises outside her room and down the hall.

"Fuck," she mumbled before getting down and lumbering towards her door. Before she could open it herself, however, it swung open and some "visitors" dropped in...one of them looking like the Nihilego that had been at the table with them, a couple taking the form of large, bulky mosquitos, and four of them looking like folded origami, being much smaller than the others. Alena eyed the Nihilego first and glared. Was it the girl? Was she in fact, a mole out to kill all of them? Wasting no time, she focused her energy on her tail, turning the hard steel to even harder diamond, before delivering a heavy slam towards Erin, the jellyfish-like creature, or whatever it really was.

It turned out to be fragile as glass, the single attack shattering it. Before Alena could bask in her victory however, she felt something extremely sharp cut at her side. She turned and saw that her attacker was one of the tiny, origami-like creatures, as much as she didn't want to believe it. Gritting her teeth, she roared, before directing the pressure around her into the air that surrounded her, forming sharp, glittering blue diamonds, which she then directed at her assaulter. It took a few of them to make it collapse, though that did get the work done. She then looked back and remembered that there wasn't only one of them, there were four, and now three were glaring at her, sharp arms raised.

Alena roared loudly once more, allowing power to fill her as she began to go on a savage Outrage directed towards them.
 
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