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I give a response to you guys.
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“Genesect! Twinkiel! Fleedjio! Rip his limbs from his body! Gut him like the bastard he is! For the love of Arceus and all that is good in this world… kill him!”
"Sorry Mumbles, but it looks like YOU... HAVE... LOST! Better luck next week, pal!"
“Take me with you. We’ll get Dusknoir too, and we’ll all go off together. Just like old times.”
“Still, Neona is dangerous. If she were to somehow sway Aegeas to the New Order cause, or worse yet convince one of the others to turn…”
“Zizel! Why are you here!?”
“I smelled treachery on you the minute you returned. But stealing the plates… I never would have thought a sniveling, naïve Pokémon like yourself would have had the guts to do something like this.”
“Don’t try to stop me!”
“Tell me, do you have some sort of plan?”
“I’m going to take the plates for myself! I’m going to end this war! Then me, Arthur, and Felicity can go back to eating Snow Cones together!”
“You certainly seem to have your priorities straightened out. Even so… I can’t let you do that. The plates are meant to wage war, not stop it.”
“I want to end all this killing, and the plates are the only way! I want my friends back! I want my life back!”
“Don’t be such a fool. You really think you can stand up to Gods? The New Order will destroy you.”
“SHUT UP!”
“No… it can’t be!”
“Look, can you not be melodramatic for five seconds and just tell us who this person isn’t supposed to be? You’ve got almost three hour’s worth of dramatic pauses built up.”
“That creature. That Blackened Banshee. She’s…”
“Who’s idea was it… that humans stood a chance against God’s? There’s only one who could orchestrate such a scheme so subtly. He’s been there all along, watching from the earth itself. His name… is Ze…”
“So, you don’t know who he is. And yet, I heard you mumble that name plus a few others in your sleep. And some of those names… I know.”
“Dimensional Scream.” Dusknoir said plainly.
Tempest blinked, looking at his uncle oddly.
“Sorry?”
“That ability. It’s known as the Dimensional Scream.” Dusknoir explained.
“It’s an extremely rare ability. In all my time alive, I’ve only ever known one who could use it, and even then it was with some difficulty. They had to focus their mind and then touch something to activate it.”
“And what’s more, it’s an ability that is only gifted to humans turned Pokemon. Any human that comes to our world can awaken that ability within themselves, given enough time. But I’ve never known a pure Pokemon to know it. Unless you’re mother somehow managed to pass that ability into you…”
“Dimensional Scream. And not to fear, I believe I should be able to make something to help with that. But first, the Pidgeys and Combees. You’re thirteen now, so I feel you’re more than capable of handling what I’m about to say. So to start, you must understand that Dittos do not apply to any of this. In fact, I would wholeheartedly recommend staying away from…”
“Your sword is made of time stone, a rare mineral that exists… well, outside of our time spectrum. Luckily, I still keep a few chunks of it stored away from my time in Vallus. As the Dimensional Scream is a time based ability, wearing a charm made of time stone should either suppress the ability or… enhance it.”
“I’ll get to work on creating such a charm right away. With luck, you won’t have to worry about those visions so long as you wear it.”
Arcus, Mewlus, Dialgus, Palkis, Groudus, Kyogus, and…
Tempest cocked his head at the last day, representing the day of the week. The one he knew of, Kraius, was there. But it was underneath a scratched out word. Tempest squinted his eyes, trying to make out what it said. He made out the Unown letter G at the very beginning, but the rest was illegible. Had Kraius been known as another day at one point? Tempest shrugged, flipping to the next section.
Tempest gave the human sketch a closer inspection. They really were built weird. What was the point of the long flowing hair on the head? It looked like something someone could grab in a fight. And speaking of fights, the human didn’t even have any claws. And the large chest this one had seemed like it would cause unbalance, as there was no apparent counterweight on its back.
“And what’s more, it’s an ability that is only gifted to humans turned Pokemon. Any human that comes to our world can awaken that ability within themselves, given enough time. But I’ve never known a pure Pokemon to know it. Unless you’re mother somehow managed to pass that ability into you…”
