Giratina at Spear Pillar Part4

We looked at each other silently, trying to measure up each other. And then she frowned and raised her hand. I blinked in confusion; what was she doing?

“Can I have my hat back now?”

I blinked again, realising that I still wore her white hat. I raised one of my six black tendrils, gently lifted her hat off my head, and deposited it in her waiting hands.

“Thank you.”

She took a moment to adjust it, fixing her hair as she went.

It was...interesting to watch. How could she be so comfortable with me? What was it that drove her towards her goals? Why did I find her so…fascinating?

I growled softly, leaning towards her. She stopped playing with her hair and looked up at me, startled to see me so close. She looked quite pale…
I brought a tendril forward, prodding at the white bag which rested against her hip. She turned to look at it, and then looked back at me with wide eyes. I sighed, and carefully reached out with that same tendril and I hooked my red claw onto the zip and pulled it carefully along the length of her bag. She reached out to touch the claw, and I suddenly pulled it back, feeling nervous. Why had I done that again?

When I had recovered enough from the shock of my forwardness, I snuck a glance at her, wondering if she might guess what I wanted. With her eyes on me, she reached into her bag slowly, searching for something. I squirmed, impatiently waiting for whatever she might bring up. If what she drew from her bag was not what I wanted, I decided I would shake my head. I had yet to decide what I would do if it were right…

She had finally fished out a purple Pokéball from her bag and was holding it carefully. She looked up at me uncertainty in her eyes. I stared at her silently. I may have made her nervous, because she started to shake a little...

I sighed and closed my eyes, letting some of that tension in my body from today slip away. As I listened to her steady breathing, I pondered what I would do in a battle against another Pokémon. I haven’t had one in a long time. But first I would have to get used to having a trainer first. I felt excited. I was going to be out and about in the Pokémon world again!

And then I opened my eyes, realising that I had forgotten something important; A portal! I swivelled around sharply, almost causing Dawn to fall over in surprise, and pulled my helmet across my face, allowing my mouth to create a portal leading them back to a cave where my distortion powers were strong. I made sure that they would appear outside it though; it would probably exhaust them if they, Cynthia and Dawn, had to battle any wild Pokémon.

There was a whooshing noise and I felt something hit me on my lower back. I refrained from swiping at it; it was surely that Pokéball she had held previously. My prediction was correct, and I let myself get sucked inside the purple capsule without a fight.

Inside, I felt warm and cosy, there was a platform with rocks and grass situated in a dark blue sky, I liked it immediately. Was this another reason that this was a strong Pokéball? That Pokémon had no reason to fight it because of its comforts?
Strange thing is, I could still hear what was going on outside, and, if I closed my eyes, I could see what was happening in the surrounding area.

Was this because we were still in the Distortion World? Or was it what Pokémon usually heard inside their Pokéballs? Or perhaps it is some special feature of this particular Pokéball…I had no way of knowing, so I lay down on the island, enjoying the warmth it held as I watched and listened. I heard someone come up behind Dawn; it was Cynthia, who had come to see the results. She let out an exclamation of relief and happiness.

“Giratina seems to have understood us!”

I watched Dawn as she stared down at the Pokéball I was now in. Cynthia was probably looking at the portal made of light where I once was.
I heard the sound of approaching footsteps again with the sound of two feet landing on the third rock platform. It could only be Cyrus.

“That Pokémon…That shadowy Pokémon was captured?!”

Both Cynthia and Dawn had turned around sharply to see Cyrus standing there. I still felt angry at him…

“Your doing so means that this irrational world will remain in existence! Does that make it impossible for me to create a new world? Even if I made new Red Chains, the new world can’t be made! Why?! What compels you to protect the two worlds? Is spirit, a vague and incomplete thing, so important to you?!”

A final speech. I would double check later to see that he leaves this place…I have a feeling that he will not follow Dawn or Cynthia immediately…

Cynthia looked at him for a moment and then she spoke.

She spoke about where we were born, the times we spend alive and about the languages we speak, about how humans are all different but how Pokémon unite them.

“We share our lives with our Pokémon, and our happiness grows as we all become greater than we were alone. That is why we can battle and trade with anyone we choose--”

“SILANCE!”

Cynthia had stopped short thanks to Cyrus’ interruption.

“Enough of your blathering! That’s how you justify spirit as something worthwhile?!”

I felt Dawn grow still, and her grip on my Pokéball had tightened. Would she bring my out? Would she scream? Would she cry? I didn’t want that. I would see to it that she wouldn’t, just like every other member on her team would. No one should cry over such a petty thing. I started to grow angry, and the Pokéball shook as well. Dawn muttered a soft “no” under her breath, and I grew still, holding down my anger, but only just.

He was still talking.

“That is merely humans hoping, deluding themselves that they are happy and safe!”

He talked and he talked! Why did he not just leave already?!

Finally, he finished his speech and moved off, heading back to the rocky platform. Dawn suddenly shuddered, the vibrations moving the Pokéball. I could not see Cynthia, but as I had heard no sounds from her, I guessed that she was staring silently after Cyrus.

“…Since there is sadness, we can feel joy. Where there is anger, compassion is born...”

Dawn listened quietly. She lightly squeezed the purple capsule in her hand, a comforting gesture. If only I could do the same…

Cynthia had turned around to face Dawn and she said,

“Let’s go back home.”

I felt all the Pokémon Dawn had agree with that statement. I suppose I did to. I wanted to look around the world and have an adventure…with Dawn of course.  

“The portal where Giratina was should lead back to our world. Giratina was written in legend as being on the other side of our world. It stands to reason that it has a link to the other side.”

Dawn put the Pokéball I was in on the inside of her red over coat, having no time to secure me elsewhere, and leapt through the portal. There was a loud whooshing sound, I felt myself transform into my Altered forme as we left the Distortion World, which meant that I now had six legs, proper wings, which still had red spikes on them, I now had a tail and my helmet had changed slightly. I no longer had to move it aside when opening portals to the Distortion World, or the Reverse World, as it no longer covered my mouth.

Next thing both Cynthia and Dawn knew, they were standing outside the cave I had set the portal to. I was glad that it sent them directly there. Of course, the portal had disappeared.

Cynthia exclaimed,

“…This place?!”

As she looked around, Dawn had turned towards her; she seemed to not know where she was.

“It’s the Sendoff Spring…It’s said to somehow lead to the great beyond…And Giratina was said to live in a world on the opposite side of ours…”

Cynthia mused to herself, thinking it over. She noticed that Dawn was looking at her.

“Oh! I’m sincerely sorry! It’s very rude of me! Dawn, you’re incredible! You really are a fantastic trainer!”

As if you didn’t already know that. I thought anyone could see that she was different, in a good and friendly way. I felt the other Pokémon agree with me. It was a shock, as I realised that I would be working with, knowing them as Dawn’s journey went on. I looked forward to meeting them all soon.

“Dawn, let me say this on behalf of all Sinnoh: Dawn, thank you!”

Happy thoughts, happy feelings, happy everyone and thing…including me I suppose…

“Oh! That’s right! You have to go tell Prof. Rowan!”

Who was that? Sounded like someone important…

“He was very worried about you. You should visit him at his lab.”

Dawn probably nodded, and she reached around her and pulled out a Pokéball from her belt, it was the standard red and white, nothing out of ordinary. In it was a Staraptor, and she made to climb on its back when she paused remembering something. She reached inside of her jacket, withdrew the Pokéball containing me, and pressed the center button. A quick flash of white later, I was there, gazing around me in awe. It had been a very, very long time since I had been in the Pokémon world like this…

I straightened up, and turned my head back towards Dawn, who was gazing up at me happily. Cynthia had jumped backwards, and the Staraptor had called out in shock.
I made a happy sound in the back of my throat, pleased that she remembered me. She turned towards the Staraptor and got on its back. She motioned for me to follow her lead. I felt warm. Letting me out to fly… It was a nice gesture.

She waved towards Cynthia and she flew up into the air. I paused briefly before following suit. She rose up on the Staraptor, and flew off leaving Cynthia behind at the entrance of the cave.