Chapter 13

Venturing the Worlds – 13


Ruby knelt down. "Are you okay?" She asked the blonde girl, ignoring the familiar sense of dread going behind her back.

She didn't fear Magnus, if anything it reminded her the man has carried her to safety while using a similar trick to reduce most people into gibbering mess. In her case it was another kind of mess. But she also knew that not everyone could face such a presence and was using herself to shield the girl and her Pokemon.

"I'm-yes, I'm okay, it's just-" She flinched when the small Vulpix pressed against her leg. But she didn't pull away.

Ruby smiled softly to reassure her. "I'm Ruby, and my companion is Magnus, what are your names?"

"I'm Lillie, and this is Snowy." The girl answered.

"She's very cute, is she your Pokemon?" Ruby asked gently, aiming to keep her attention on her.

"Ah, not exactly." The girl looked away.

"Yes, I am." The Vulpix barked, but the girl didn't understand her.

"I think she has a different opinion about it." Ruby giggled softly as she pointed out how the little fox tried to get closer, though she still respected her personal space.

A rustling sound made her look over her shoulder, seeing the lack of Team Rocket made her curious. But Magnus was walking calmly in their way.

"They left." He answered her unasked question. "Hello Lillie, I am Magnus, are you okay?"

The girl nodded.

"And you, Snowy?" He asked the Vulpix, who also nodded. "That's good to hear, you two must be tired from the run, would you like an ice cream?" He gestured to the shop they were still standing in front of.

"No, it's okay, you don't have to worry." The girl blushed and tried to reject.

"Hmm… I've a perfect idea, but I will need your little friend's help. Do you want to help me make something for Lillie, Snowy?" Magnus looked towards the little fox as he retrieved a bottle of water and a handful of berries.

"Wh-where did those come from?" Lillie asked, surprised by the act.

"Just a little magic, what do you say, Snow?" The Vulpix yipped in agreement.

Ruby watched as he drew the water from the bottle and the fox froze it with their breath. She didn't miss how the low-key rings he wore beat almost imperceptibly with his magic to control the elements. Not just the water, but wind in a trick she had taught him. The clear sphere of ice was reduced to snow and collected in a bowl. He then did something similar to the sweet berries, frozen and shaved down snow, to mix it with some honey and into the already shaved ice.

"Here you have." He handed the bowl to the girl. "Some shaved ice made by your friend to make you feel better."

Ruby pulled a spoon from her inventory. "Here you go." She gave the girl a smile. "Magic." She explained.

The girl looked dubious at the answer, Ruby found the girl to be quite sharp to just not accept such an out-there answer. Though it wasn't entirely a lie.

She took a bite out of the ice and shivered. "It's cold, but so good!" Her eyes were practically stars as she ate another spoonful.

"That's good, Lillie!" The Vulpix cheered at her reaction.

"Oh, you want some too, Snowy?" The girl knelt down and took a spoonful before feeding the small fox.

They shivered after a spoonful, their eyes sparking in a similar manner. "It's very good."

"Thank you." The blonde bowed deeply towards him.

"Hey, hey, hey, no need for that." Magnus helped her straighten up. "I like to help, you should ask Ruby how we met, though I don't know if you would believe her." He joked, causing her to blush and smack his arm.

"Can I ask how you did all that with water?" She asked. "It was definitely not a Pokemon move."

He laughed softly. "I wasn't lying that it was magic." He Showed her his rings, the small silver bands had tiny gemstones encrusted on them. "These allow me to perform small tricks with fire, water, wind and metal." He explained.

"I can't believe magic is real… Can you, Snowy?" She asked her companion.

"Of course! Though, why do you smell like a fox?" They asked him.

"That's a secret." He gave the fox a silence gesture. "Would you like us to accompany you home?"

Ruby was pretty sure the girl wanted to grumble and say that wasn't an answer. But those emotions only flickered in her face.

"Okay, my friends should be around here." She answered. "But they should have already been here." She added with a frown on her face.

"We can stay, we've nothing to do." Ruby offered to soothe the girl's worries.

The girl sighed. "I just know they got into some trouble." She admitted. "...and I'm missing it."

Snowy reached to pat at the girl's leg, Ruby didn't miss that while the girl flinched, she appeared to be trying to get over it. She couldn't imagine what she had gone through given how friendly Pokemon were.

"Why don't you tell us about them while we wait?" Magnus offered as they sat down.

"Well, there's Ash, he joined the class just a bit ago…" The girl started to tell them about her friends, calming down and missing the fact that the Vulpix had scooted up to her side.



Romeo finished pulling the mask over his face and the hood over his head, effectively hiding his features with the exception of the small area around his eyes. Not that even that was visible, while he couldn't see it unless he checked on a mirror, a small amount of darkness hid everything but his pupils.

It was a bit of cliché ninja clothing, but he couldn't deny it was comfortable, easy to wear and move, and effectively could shift its color to better camouflage with its environment. It even had a hole for their tail to slide out if they shifted.

Moisha hadn't lost a moment after hiding her face to shift, from them she was the more lackadaisical about not transforming. Not that he didn't follow a moment later. Lydia just raised an eyebrow at them.

It was just more comfortable for all of them and Magnus had already made sure they wouldn't be able to get captured, especially as they just looked like a group of cosplaying ninjas more than half-animal people.

"I talked with the Ratticates in charge, you two will be running distraction while I go with the main team to take over an old nest in the area." Lydia explained.

"I love easy missions, I just gotta make a lot of noise and get out of the way." Moisha said, followed with a giggle.

"Are you sure about it?" Romeo couldn't help but still feel a bit worried.

"Yes, I ran a little private scouting mission through the area earlier. The tall trees should provide plenty of shadows for everyone to hide." She explained. "The teams you will be joining should keep the birds distracted long enough for enough rats to move into the nest, once that happens it will become harder for the birds to root them out."

"Uh, for some reason I was expecting something more aggressive." Moisha admitted.

Lydia gave a shrug. "I looked into things, the Rattatas and Ratticates until recently had been feeding out of a warehouse, they got run out of the easy target by the police with help of some other local Pokemon and some trainers."

"Oh, I see." Moisha nodded. "It's just easier to defend a territory you own rather than fight for someone else's."

"Yes, the area's also pretty bereft of other species, so adding some variety shouldn't be bad. At worst the Ratticates have to move away, at best both find a balance." She shrugged after speaking.

Romeo couldn't help but agree. "Hmm, we'll be long gone by then." He said,

"Yeah, anyways, you know where to go. Try not to get caught." Lydia joked before fixing her mask and leaving.

He didn't miss her tail swaying behind her.

He gave Moisha a nod and headed towards the group of Rattatas he would be joining.

"Oh, you're that guy!" One of the young rats called out when he approached.

"Yes, I'll be helping in the distraction."

One of the larger ones huffed. "What can a two-legged one like you do?"

"This." He reached to pinch the Rattata's nape and pick them up, leaving the rat incapable of breaking out.

"Hey! Let go! Come on! Not in front of everyone!"

He placed them back down. "Size and hands are very useful, believe me."

The Rattata huffed and moved away before the signal came to move.

His team was made up of about a dozen Rattatas and a single Ratticate. The first stage Pokemons were varied in size, from just below average to one that was nearing the Ratticate's size, though the evolution was definitely on the smaller size compared to the matriarch they had met a day earlier. It was kinda obvious they had been put in the role simply because of their stage as the group followed the largest Rattata more than they followed them.

The leader of the group stopped by one of the trees and gave the order to climb, Romeo would have definitely used his claws for it, but instead he aimed the arm with the band up and activated the hookshot. A barely glowing chain made of some kind of blue energy shot out from the jewel and latched onto one of the big branches up high, quickly tensing and dragging him up.

He could tell it was pulling on all of his body as there was barely any strain on his arm, he once more had to admit it, Magnus was crazy good at what he did. His mind wandered towards the weapon he had been given.

It surprised him to be the first to name his blade. Icy Moon rattled like a diamondback ready to defend itself. Coming with the name had been strange, meditation hadn't been something he expected to improve in so quickly. But it only had taken a few days before he had made contact with the Will of the blade.

When he had been told the Gleeok was ancient it hadn't made sense to him. But meeting even a third of the creature had shaken him to the core. A head large enough to swallow him in one gulp, an eye that froze him in place, and the hate… the hate. The ancient being had lived for a long time and had been sealed for longer, and the first thing that happened once it got released was it got beaten, killed and butchered.

It had been a few long and harrowing minutes that felt like hours. But he had managed to come to a certain understanding with the King Gleeok, or at least that head, they would do their best together to beat Magnus. And while the Gleeok had wanted to kill him, Romeo had managed to remind the monster that even them hadn't been able to beat him once Magnus got serious.

The Gleeok had also wanted to step on the moon, and while Romeo had offered to step on a moon, the monster had insisted it had to be Hyrule's. It made him wonder if there was a reason for it, but without heading to the World and checking he couldn't honestly tell.

Maybe it had been that request that had led him to offer the name Icy Moon, as surprising as it had been for the weapon to accept it. The blade had changed, going from dull blue to looking as if it had actually been carved out of an iceberg, and Romeo stopped caring for changes of temperature. If he had to admit, the constant chill was pleasant.

But he wasn't going to use such a weapon here, he had no enmity with the birds and no reason to kill them.

"How did you make it up here so quickly?!" The Ratticate screamed.

"Nin-nin." Romeo joked and looked ahead instead of saying anything else, he could see a few of the nests and the bird Pokemon eating some of the fruit growing from the branches.

The leader Rattata ignored the by-play. "Remember our mission, just having them run after us is enough." He called out, getting a glare from the Ratticate.

Romeo made a mental note to keep an eye on the Pokemon, that was the kind of glare he had seen plenty of times before. The kind that practically screamed that they were about to do something very stupid if given a chance.

The leader looked at him. "It's your turn."

Romeo nodded and moved, jumping from branch to branch as if it was solid ground and not nearly a dozen meters into the air. The small Pikipeks didn't even notice him until he was practically on them, but the birds weren't his objective. Instead he grabbed the largest, juiciest fruit and ran away once they realized what he had just done.

At the cry of "Thief!" The flock quickly took flight and rushed after him.

The Rattatas were ready and surprised the birds, and him, by releasing a barrage of black and purple spheres. And to add to that, the attacks seemed to do nothing more than scare the birds into breaking their flight, trying to dodge attacks that went harmlessly through them.

Romeo quickly reached the Rattatas who turned and joined him in running away.

"Shadow Ball, Pikipeks are immune to it." The leader decided to explain. "It's not an attack that we can learn normally, but we stole one of those machines the humans use and passed it around."

He raised an eyebrow, not that it showed with his mask.

"You may not know it, but we don't normally learn long-distance moves. Shadow Ball is one of the few we can learn this way, unfortunately as you saw, it's ineffective against the birds."

He nodded, that was something he could understand.

The sounds of angry birds only increased as they got the Pikipeks and the Trumbeaks that joined them the go around. They may be able to fight, but they still stopped to dodge the Shadow Balls they launched from time to time.

Romeo also helped too, of course. The armband had a series of nice distraction tools, from noise makers to small flash-bombs. None really dangerous, but certainly was surprising when there was suddenly a flashlight aimed at your eyes. They were also constructs, so once used left nothing behind.

He flung another handful of the flashing pellets behind, mixing a few of the noisemakers mixed in. He made a mental note to ask Magnus if they could be made to float.

There was suddenly a much larger noise in the distance, one that didn't sound like a distraction. It sounded like an actual fight.

"Was that any of you?" He quickly sent the way of his two partners.

"Nothing here." Moisha answered quickly, not sounding even winded up.

"Some trainers are helping the birds keep the rats from taking over the abandoned nest." Lydia answered a moment later. "I'm keeping my distance for now."

He snorted, she didn't say anything about not interfering.

He looked at the Rattata leader. "Some trainers are helping the birds, I will keep them distracted, I would suggest you go and support the main group."

The rat nodded curtly. "Good idea… thank you." They bowed their heads before turning around and barking orders to the rest.

"Hey, you want this, no?" Romeo called out the birds still following them, distracting them as the Rattatas started to move away one by one, soon he was the only one, the focus of their full attention.

Now all he had to do was keep them going in circles for a few more minutes.



Lydia remained hidden, hugging the back of one of her trees and making her presence as little as possible. Her breath had slowed down as she remained completely immobile and observing.

Things had been going well until a Rowlet had flown into the area, a colorful group of young kids followed the bird and released more Pokemon that she could be interested to name.

She was already starting to doubt that the Ratticate's plan was going to work when the Toucannon flew down from its nest to keep them from achieving their goal.

Unfortunately she couldn't finish this quickly by pulling her sword out. Even if unnamed, she was pretty sure the monster in it would relish in imposing its presence in the area. But since her side didn't know about it, it was bound to scare everyone.

Instead she activated the armband to create a small slingshot and loaded it up with the small explosive marbles. She was glad her Job provided some skill in using any kind of small weapon… for some reason. She was honestly a bit confused and had asked about it.

While Magnus hadn't known the answer, Orange had explained that her Job was most likely based on the feats carried by a pretty old fictional character. She didn't know what to say to that, but it was very effective and useful. Plus as they had told her, it was only fictional in their World, and it may as well be true somewhere else.

She released the payload and watched it fly before bouncing against a tree and exploding just behind the Toucannon's head, effectively distracting him and earning the bird a direct hit from the ice attack of one of the matriarchs.

It wasn't enough to sway the course of the battle, but it definitely had eased some of the pressure on the matriarchs and their Rattatas. She prepared a noise maker and shot it off right into the bushes behind the trainers.

It wasn't just the Pokemon that were fighting. It had taken her a bit to understand something about the World. When Magnus and Orange had explained that no one reached the top alone, they meant that the relation between Trainer and Pokemon went further than just orders and guidance. Disrupting the Trainers was as effective as disrupting the Pokemon themselves.

She ponders for a moment using one of the smoke bomb pellets, but with so many bird Pokemon around it's just not going to last more than a second.

She rethought her plan and shifted down into full rat-form to sneak around the trees and unload a few more flash bombs and noise makers. It was working to balance the fight, but it was becoming obvious for the trainers that something was happening.

It was obvious she needed something a bit bigger. That's why it surprised her when Romeo practically ran through the battlefield in sight of everyone, carving a long trench with his blade from which a wall of ice rose in the matter of an instant.

She wanted to scream at him, but noticed that no one had managed to react, even the few birds that had been running after him looked surprised by the whole thing. The most impressive thing had been that Icy Moon hadn't scared the lights out of everyone, was naming the damn weapon so damn important?!

The battle had stopped cold, even the few birds that had been running after him were surprised and stopped. The break turned out to be enough for the Ratticates to move into the nest, the old, hollowed-out tree trunk was just the entrance to what they had been explained was an old set of burrows used by other Pokemon, but long since abandoned.

She had asked why they didn't try to dig their way to it, but apparently there were plenty of other Pokemon that lived underground and would make it much harder, on top of the many tree roots in the area.

She could honestly not tell if she was being fed a load of bullshit, she had never had to dig her way through a forest or anything similar. But with the matriarchs taking the old nest, the mission was completed. It meant they could retreat, she would have to scream at Romeo for his actions though.



Lillie waved at the strange couple as they parted ways with her. She was thankful to them for helping her, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something going on with them. And it wasn't her feeling extremely jealous of Magnus' hair, it was just unfair that he didn't do anything special to maintain such a long braid. She had to work so hard with all the salt in the air.

Ruby had been nothing if kind and understanding with her, not even pushing her on why she didn't feel comfortable touching Snowy. Maybe it was because none of them had Pokemon on them. Though she wondered what Magnus had done to get Team Rocket to run away, Ruby had been in the way and kept distracting her.

"Vul." Snowy's cry makes her look down.

She went down to her knees and carefully tried to reach for the fox. She managed to get a finger onto their head before her hand pulled away reflexively. Her heart was beating hard inside of her chest, it felt like it was trying to escape up her throat.

"Sorry Snowy, I promise I'll get over it." She sighed, feeling a bit defeated. "Maybe we should see about sharing more shaved ice? You will help me make more, no?"

"Vul-pix!" Her friend agreed.

"Thank you, though I doubt I'll manage to make it as good as Magnus, I don't have magic…" She grumbled, but couldn't help to feel amazed by the show she had been given.

"Lillie!" Ash called out, waving as she joined the group.

She didn't miss the fact that all of them had their clothes rumpled and were slightly dirty, the few Pokemon outside of their balls were similarly dirty.

"Hey guys, what happened?" She asked.

The question caused a series of reactions, a few frowns, a couple of embarrassed looks and even Ash looking nervous.

"Well, Rowlet's friend asked us for help since some Rattatas and Ratticates were trying to move into their territory." He quickly explained with his usual energy.

She blinked. "So you made them run away?"

"Ehm… No…" Ash laughed nervously after answering, rubbing the back of his head as Pikachu facepalmed. "Someone was helping them and then there was this strange figure that zipped past and distracted up with a huge ice wall, allowing the Ratticates to move into the spot they were trying to take over."

"Team Rocket?" Lillie asked, though internally she doubted it.

Ash shook his head. "I don't think so, they weren't trying to capture any Pokemon."

"I think it was an unknown Pokemon." Sophocles insisted. "I'm sure I saw they had a tail, I bet they are an Ice and Dark type."

"Unfortunately I failed to get any good pictures of them." Rotom admitted in a depressed tone.

"We'll have to tell Professor Kukui about it, he may know something." Ash said, always optimistic.

"Maybe the Kahuna knows something too." Mallow reminded them.

"How about, Lillie? Everything okay?" Lana prompted a change of subject, causing the young blonde to blush as all attention was suddenly on her.

"I got chased by Team Rocket, they were trying to steal Snowy," she took a moment to breathe and quickly added, "don't worry, nothing happened. I came across a couple that helped me, Team Rocket got dragged away by the Bewear before anything happened."

"What did they do?" Lana asked.

"I don't know." She admitted, laughing similarly to how Ash had done earlier. "Ruby kept me distracted while Magnus confronted Team Rocket. They said they are vacationing, so you may see them around, they are quite eye-catching." She added as they started to walk towards the Pokemon School.

Unfortunately for her, her friends didn't stop assailing her with questions. Thankfully Snowy's presence by her legs helped her relax.
 
So sweet! Not having watched Pokemon myself, except for an episode or two years ago, my knowledge is mostly through fanfiction. But seeing this growing friendship warms my heart.

In the chapter Team Rocket doesn't get interrupted by the couple so Lillie and Snowy get ran through the city and become closer that way. Since they prevented that, their friendship will form a bit slower in how they become closer.
 
thanks for the chapter and for writing. lovely chapter wasn't it the bird pokemon that stole the land from the rat pokemon? or am i confused
 
thanks for the chapter and for writing. lovely chapter wasn't it the bird pokemon that stole the land from the rat pokemon? or am i confused

Not entirely sure since I've to be honest and I've not watched the Pokemon cartoon in over a decade, I basically wikidived and then watched (was running in the background) a summary of the season to get an idea of the characters. And since it's been a few months since I wrote these chapters, I kinda flushed all that knowledge out already.
 
Chapter 14

Venturing the Worlds – 14


Magnus was wandering the island of Hau'oli alone for once. Ruby had wanted to do something alone and he wasn't going to stifle the freedom she had. He would just have preferred if his sister hadn't teased him about her getting him a gift.

She had also teased him about Maus getting into something, but since there hadn't been any mob, call for capture or large forest fires, he could ignore it.

What he couldn't ignore was a strangely familiar scent tickling his nose. It had become noticeable after a change of the wind and it took him a bit to realize what he was smelling exactly.

It took him a few minutes to track the source and was not entirely surprised to find it was the local Pokemon school. It was a lovely plot of land, a few very open and nicely constructed buildings, and a lot of places for kids and Pokemon to hang out.

It seemed to be break time because there were a lot of children running around and playing. But the source of the smell was nowhere in the large number of them, instead there was a young kid peeking from behind a tree. One with a hard-to-miss black tail behind his back.

He took a moment to study their disguise, they didn't look local, which made him think they had copied some tourist child. Which was quite smart, less chance to come as a doppelganger if the owner of the look lived in another region.

He dropped down from the branch of the tree and didn't hide his landing, not as if his landing was loud. But seeing the kid turn around in surprise showed they had heard him.

"Ah!" They let out in surprise, quickly covering their mouth as for anyone else it would have sounded like 'Zor'.

Magnus smiled warmly and reached to boop his nose with a purple claw. "Good disguise, but you still have some work for it."

Stonebell chimed and the boy(?)'s tail disappeared.

"You?!"

"Me." He answered playfully.

"I don't think I ever saw you before." The young disguise-fox finally said.

"I'm here on vacation." The answer was honest, even if it left some very big things out.

His nose flared for a moment. "Why can't I smell you? It's like you aren't here."

Magnus pointed at the bracelet hanging on his wrist. "For many reasons, I'm hiding using this. Otherwise it would have everyone feeling threatened."

He frowned. "Really? I don't believe you."

Without another word, Magnus placed a finger on the bracelet and gave it a quarter of a rotation, just enough for a peek. The poor fox froze before he restricted it back.

"Ok! I believe you."

Magnus laughed softly. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone noticed my arrival before I placed it on. I just forget to put it on because it tickles."

The kid's eyes opened as big as saucers. "That was you?! Mama will want to meet you, the elder smelled another Zoroark around, but when we looked we didn't find anyone. We thought they… you may have had a trainer."

"No, quite free and happy about it." He answered before he noticed a dark-skinned man approaching with a cap. "You still haven't mastered human speech, right?"

The kid looked surprised by the question, then embarrassed, then panicked as he shook his head. He was glad to see they hadn't missed the man until it was too late.

He thought for a moment before he reached and tapped the kid's neck. "There we go, it will only last for a couple of hours."

"What?" The Zorua asked before looking very surprised. "What?!"

"Shh… just a little magic, it should last enough for you to play with the other kids if you want." He offered and the kid's eyes sparkled at the notion. "But you better learn how it feels, because you will need to speak the normal way after this."

He nodded energetically.

"Excuse me." The man finally came close enough to speak.

His skin tone marked him as most likely local-born, he wore a pair of shorts, a lab coat, a pair of glasses, sandals and the aforementioned cap. He was also very well trained, his physique indicated he wasn't just a very active person, but actively trained his body frequently.

"Good morning." Magnus greeted the man.

"I would like to ask why you are approaching one of my students." The man lied with a straight face, but also didn't.

Magnus felt a bubble of curiosity go up. "Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you about your student." He looked down. "You should join your friends." He told and the Zorua didn't lose a moment, missing a bit of the subtext.

The man relaxed a bit and his presence became a bit more friendly.

"I'm sorry for having given you the wrong impression, I was just following a familiar scent, I just didn't think I would find someone like me around." He tested his little guess.

The flinch and understanding look in the man's face told him he had been right. He quickly sighed as his form relaxed even more, taking a more lighthearted attitude.

"I'm Professor Kukui, I hope you understand why I was worried, especially after that strange presence that was felt a bit earlier." The man had relaxed, but a closer look showed to not be entirely true. His hand was still close to the few Pokeballs on his waist and his eyes hadn't left him.

"I'm Magnus, though I also go by Traveler." He presented himself. "I honestly didn't know there were others like me in the islands, I thought most lived in the Unova region."

"It's not well known, most just live their lives and aren't interested in trainers if you catch my drift." He smiled charmingly. "I like to Assist the young ones in learning to fit in."

Magnus nodded. "Understandable, I would imagine a good teacher wouldn't miss some of the obvious hints."

Kukui laughed. "That's little, I remember staying until late one time making fake fox tails so all kids wore one." The man reminisced. "I had to work so hard it was like I had mastered Double Team."

"Well, I gave that one a helping hand, while it will run out, he should be able to speak normally for a few hours."

The professor looked curious. "… I never heard of that ability."

"Oh, that was just a bit of magic~" Magnus waved his fingers, some sparks coming from them. "Funnily enough, it counts as a curse since he won't be able to speak normally in the meantime, but I doubt that will be much of a problem at the moment."

He looked towards the kid, playing with the other children quite happily.

"I see…"

"No, you don't." He laughed softly. "Don't worry, most people aren't ready to have their paradigm modified on the fly. I will be around for a few more weeks, just look for me, I doubt it will be hard to find me. Now I'll go for now, most likely will come back later to pick up the kid as I wanted to meet his family." He waved before blinking away, just moments before a troublesome entity reached the area.

He would have to be more careful with releasing his presence. But it was so fun getting everyone to react to nothing.



Kukui watched as the strange man just disappeared from the spot.

Braviary, Incineroar and Lucario jumped out of their respective Pokeballs.

"Check from above." He ordered the first. "Anything down here?" He looked towards Lucario as his starter approached him.

"Roar." His starter checked on him.

"I'm good, just a bit surprised." He didn't admit to being a bit shaken too. They all had felt the wave of pressure, a presence had appeared for just a moment and it felt like the sky was about to come down, Sun and Moon along with it.

"I can't sense anything, they've already left." Lucario communicated to him. "There's no scent either, it's like they were never here."

Braviary came down and Lucario exchanged a few words with them.

"They say they saw nothing close-by, but there was definitely someone with purple hair in the far distance." They translated as Incineroar was checking the ground.

The grass showed signs of someone having stood in place for a bit, so they hadn't been an illusion all along. But to move that far so quickly.

"I'll have to look for them after hours." He told the three of them. "Though, magic…"

His thoughts were interrupted as Tapu Koko flew down to join them. They bowed at different rates and he may have said something if he wasn't troubled.

The legendary had a silent conversation with Lucario before the Steel and Fighting type spoke to him with Aura. "Tapu Koko says that they aren't dangerous unless someone makes them so. Also something about them having arrived with Rayquaza's permission."

Kukui's eyebrow rose at the notion. "Rayquaza? But that would mean…" He felt a chill go down his spine. "Now I really need to find them."

He thanked Tapu Koko before returning his Pokemon back to their balls and turning back to the playground. It had been only a few minutes, with small kids that was always a few minutes too long.



Spear Pillar was a known, but hardly visited, set of ruins on top of Mount Coronet. Legends said that it had been the spot from where Arceus had created everything, it had been ancient even when the region of Sinnoh had been called Hisui.

While the ruins were incredibly damaged, for a set of ruins so exposed to the elements at the top of a mountain, there was actually hardly any new damage to them. Even studies with decades in separation showed startlingly similar descriptions down to the marks on the few remaining pillars.

So it would have been a surprise for anyone observing the ruins when a golden portal opened by the staircase going up into the ruins. One after another, a small group of women stepped through, all of them with pink hair, but with noticeable different bodies.

None of them was really dressed for the weather, but neither of them appeared to be bothered by the chilling winds and the bright sun above.

"All looks good here." Ruby said.

"Excellent, I was a tiny bit worried given the nature of Space in the area, but it appears the effect is centralized in the ruins. The area just outside is safe." Orange's voice came through clearly for all of them to hear.

"So it's true?" She asked. "That this world was created from here?"

"No idea, the fabric does read as older, but I can't honestly run a scan that large. There's also the possibility that the planet technically existed before and the deity just started the work from this spot. There could be multiple ones if they were capable of multitasking!" She giggled at Orange's playful tone.

Her Magends spread through the ruins, studying the area. Most of them had been created with the use of magic in mind, mainly for large areas of effect and divination abilities. Not that she had forgotten her own protection, two of her Magends had been created in case some unruly Pokemon decided to attack them. While it would be unlikely, as the area appeared to be mainly ignored by most creatures, there was no sense in not doing it when she could.

She wondered why her more physical Magends came with so little clothing, maybe Orange was right about her World being a Porn World. Thankfully it wasn't like she couldn't get them better armored clothes. Which made the pair look quite intimidating at an average of almost two and a half meters tall and built like brick houses.

The two of them simply stood looking menacing and ready for action while the rest studied the ruins.

"Orange, I've a question, but I don't want to come off as weird." She nervously asked.

"Just ask, Ruby, the most I will do is tell you I can't answer. I don't think there's much you could ask that would be a problem."

"Okay…" She wiped one of the lowest broken pillars to sit down. "Why did Magnus' father decide for three kids and not one? I don't think merging the genetic material of the three of them would have been harder than making three of them."

"Oh… that." The tone made Ruby quickly speak up.

"If it's too much trouble you don't need to answer."

"No, it's not a problem to answer, it's just that it happened way before I was born, so I only have the records to talk about it." Orange's tone had turned completely serious, making Ruby give her most of her focus.

"Technically, dad did make a single child at the start, or at least that's what he meant to. The problem was thankfully caught before anything actually happened. Neither of our parents is normal, even discounting what dad made to himself, our mothers have their particular cases."

A picture appeared in her field of vision, the woman only looked a bit older than she did. Her hair was a mix of black and white, more on the petite side of average, while also looking fit and athletic. Her toxic green eyes seemed to even glow in the still picture.

"Just to start, Dani's a clone of two half-ghosts and a normal woman, one of them considers her his sister and he is the king of a realm, at least later on. She was also adopted by the Ghost of Time, who may as well be the Titan Chronos in that World." Orange explained.

The picture changed, the woman reminded her strongly of Magnus, her skin tone was darker. But her hair was very similar to his. She was similarly fit and athletic, but her body was slightly taller than Dani.

"Sabbah was an orphan who was given training to be dad's bodyguard. Her mastery over shadows later had the Titan Nyx adopting her." Orange explained as the picture changed to a man who looked like Magnus quite strongly. "Dad did a lot of work on his own body, to the point he doesn't count as human anymore, he's never truly bothered by this, and to add to the trio, he was adopted by the Titan Gaia."

"I'm seeing a pattern." Ruby tried to inject some humor.

"Yes, three Titans and a lot of magic going around. The kid's soul would have most likely achieved some kind of divinity very quickly, even before they could develop a proper ego. That would have been troublesome." She continued her explanation. "That's on top of the Domains the kid would have ended with: Truth, Life and Abyss."

The mere idea sent a shiver, and she knew she couldn't grasp the full meaning behind that combination. "Yeah, that sounds bad."

"Bad? That's downright Eldritch God characteristics!" Orange barked a laugh out. "Thankfully dad caught the whole thing early enough that he divided the proto-soul in three and balanced each domain with another. Life got Nurture, Abyss got Oceans and Truth got Lies."

She couldn't honestly tell how balanced that actually made things, it was obviously a matter of philosophical discussions, and she felt like she lacked the life experience to talk there.

"And while the three of them are now three, there's the slight problem that as they have grown stronger there's some repercussions of that start."

"I hope it's not something bad."

"Not exactly, at least not for them. But when the three of them are together they start to, in the most basic sense, resonate and synchronize. Though not even dad knows what would happen then. Since the three have well defined egos now they could maintain their individuality while merging in a single entity, or lose their individuality while retaining all of their memories and life experience, or become a completely new being, they could even birth a new entity." Orange's words were accompanied by a series of adorable hand-drawn pictures. "Or nothing at all!"

"It still sounds dangerous."

"Completely, that's why they mostly only meet alone rarely and usually with dad around to provide some grounding to their souls." Orange sighed and quickly changed her tone. "Oh, someone is approaching your position quickly."

"Okay, thanks, and thank you for telling me all that." Ruby stood up and wiped some of the dust off her skirt.

Thankfully her Magends had nearly finished their work when a woman landed on the ruins. She had come on the back of a large, white bird, It was nearly two meters tall and very rounded; looked very nice to hug.

"Excuse me," the blonde woman in the black dress stepped forward, "I would like to ask what are you all doing here."

"Hello champion." Ruby internally thanked the System for providing her with the name. "I was running a test in the area." True, albeit incomplete, not as if she expected Cynthia to believe it just like that.

"Oh? That's interesting, I've studied these ruins extensively myself." She stepped closer, followed by the Togekiss, as friendly as the bird looked, it was quite threatening when it was a bird larger than a condor.

"They are very interesting indeed." Ruby agreed. "But it's more that I'm studying the area of the ruins, it may be hard to see, but space itself has been altered." She explained. "The surprising thing is that the ruins themselves seem to have played a part in this."

The champion's attitude quickly changed, apparently growing quite interested. "Oh? Tell me more."

"Yes, I hope you're not insulted if I simplify some of the terms, otherwise I will never finish the work." She signaled to the center of the ruins as Orange fed her information. "It's normally impossible to see, but the ruins in themselves section this area of space from the rest of the area. While it opens up into the sky, the walls are solid enough to keep any effect from spilling down the mountain."

Cynthia relaxed as Ruby continued the explanation. This meant she had more time to finish her actual goal.

"On top of that the pillars act as anchors for hard guidelines. How to explain this?" Ruby snapped her fingers. "Imagine a soap bubble, poking it would pop it. But if you have the soap bubble land on a spiderweb you could safely pop one of the sectioned areas and not pop the entire bubble."

"What would happen if these guidelines broke? Or didn't work?" Cynthia asked.

"In this case the walls created by the ruin would most likely act as a second barrier. But anyone in the ruins themselves would be sucked to the other side." She explained grimly. "Unfortunately as the ruins are technically open up into the sky the hole would become a funnel and the weather in the area would worsen depending on the other side."

"Hmm, that seems to fit with the records."

"Records? It happened before?" Ruby didn't need to fake her tone at that revelation.

"And it almost happened again just a few months ago when a terrorist decided to try and take control of Dialga and Palkia so he could recreate the world to his image." Cynthia explained in disgust.

"I'm glad to hear it didn't come to pass." She admitted as she got ready as the ritual reached its final stage. "Hmm, looks like I'm almost done here."

"Oh?"

"Yes, watch." Ruby couldn't help but feel a bit giddy as the group of diviners and casters finally activated the ritual.

Her mention earlier of a funnel seemed almost ironic as a large magic circle formed a few meters up in the air. The ring started to rotate as the center dipped all the way down to a small jar one of her Magends was holding at the center.

It took a moment before thousands of small grains of red sand started to fly up from everywhere around and get collected into the magic funnel. There were so many and they were so small it was like a red haze had risen.

It had taken some time to locate all of the remains of the Red Chain, thankfully the ritual had been effective and over half of the original components were currently filling the jar, an impressive show that went for almost five minutes.

"Very impressive, though I've to ask, what's that?" Cynthia interrupted the moment the ritual finished. "And I'm curious, but you've spent the whole time talking in the singular."

"Oh, It's just you and me here, and well, your Pokemon." Ruby smiled beatifically as her Magend stored the jar. "And for the other, it's a gift for my boyfriend."

"Wait…" Cynthia's whole attitude took a hundred and eighty as she flung a couple of her Pokeballs, a Lucario and a Garchomp being released.

"Two words, Shock and Awe." Ruby called out, mostly for Cynthia as the two physical Magends retrieved the shields on their back and cast the strongest fortification spells, Walls of light were erected in front of her.

That was just in time for the two very physical Pokemons to impact the magical barriers before one of the caster Magends used a powerful flash to blind them before all of her went through a Golden Portal, leaving Cynthia all alone.

Once safely back on the ship she couldn't help but to break out in giggles. She had done it, all by herself and quite successfully.

She retrieved the jar full of sparkling red sand. Now that she looked at it from close, it was powerful, and no one would miss it.

Ruby couldn't wait to see what Magnus could create with it.



Cynthia couldn't believe she had just stayed still and watched as someone collected the remains of the Red Chain. She turned her two front-liners.

"What happened?" She asked.

"It was as if a solid Light Screen had been raised." Lucario explained. "They weren't lying either, I could only feel one person. It was strange, it was as if every last one of them was the same person."

This confused her more, unfortunately she didn't have any Psychic type with her.

"Was everything they told us true?" She checked.

"As far as I could tell they were telling the truth or what they believed to be the truth. Though it felt as if they were speaking someone else's words when they described what happened to space here."

She nodded. "Though it fits with what I observed, it may actually be true. Though it surprised me that they didn't have any Pokemon with them." She mused.

"Gar-gar." Her dragon spoke softly.

"No, I don't know why she would smell of fox on her." Cynthia answered even more confused. The Garchomp called out again. "She felt like a Fairy Type? Even stranger, I will have to get someone to make a sketch of her. Hopefully we'll get some more info about it."

She retrieved her two Pokemon and got onto Togekiss back. "Let's head back." She held firmly onto the Fairy Flying Type. "Did she really feel like a Fairy to you?"

"Kiss~" They answered.

"Uh, I wonder what that meant." She mused out loud as she headed back.
 
My first thought is that this:
Aka the remains of a tool used to bind gods.
could be used to do something about
But when the three of them are together they start to, in the most basic sense, resonate and synchronize. Though not even dad knows what would happen then. Since the three have well defined egos now they could maintain their individuality while merging in a single entity, or lose their individuality while retaining all of their memories and life experience, or become a completely new being, they could even birth a new entity."
But I'll be intrested to see if it goes a completely different direction.
 
Chapter 15

Venturing the Worlds – 15


Magnus smiled as he looked at the very eager Zorua, still in his disguise, jumping around him.

"That was a lot of fun!" He giggled in a very childish manner, which was fitting given the age he most likely was.

"That's good, now we should go before Professor Kukui gets too curious for his own good." Magnus spoke calmly.

"Ok, I will show you where the others are!" The kid shouted before stopping. "Uhh, weird, I can't speak normally."

"Hmm, that's the little thing I did for your voice. Allow me." He reached and tapped the kid's neck. "There we go, curse over."

"Curse?!"

He laughed at his expression. "Don't worry, all it did was make you incapable of using poke-speech while giving you human speech." He explained. "Now, in which direction we should go?"

The kid blinked confused before nodding and pointing in a direction.

"Perfect, now hold on." Magnus grinned as he placed a hand on the kid's shoulder before they swiftly sank into the shadow they were standing.

A few meters away Kukui got to see Magnus winking before the ground swallowed them.

Nearly a minute later the two of them stepped out a few kilometers away. He looked down at the kid who looked completely frozen.

"Come on, kid, it wasn't that weird." He poked his forehead.

He slowly turned towards him. "That... was… AWESOME!" He started to jump around him as if he had given him an energy drink, a cup of espresso and sugar on top.

"Calm down, that was just Shadow Travel. Let's get walking, we don't have all day." He reminded him, his words finally calming him down.

"I thought only Ghost types could do that, could you teach me"

"We can try, kid. But I was taught by my mom under specific circumstances." He answered while he got the kid to start walking. He didn't believe that Kukui wouldn't find them again if they just stood in place.

The little Zorua nodded and resumed guiding him. They quickly left the city and took the main road until they reached an abandoned dirt road that was marked as out of use. The dirt road soon led to a dead end from where they kept walking. Soon they were crossing a thick, and familiar, fog bank, coming out to a small village on the other side.

A quick appraisal of the area showed that most buildings were actually quite old. There was none that hadn't been fixed multiple times with different levels of skill applied onto that. It was also clear that most hadn't been done by human hands.

The whole area smelled like foxes, though he could identify a few other Pokemon mixed in, even one human if he wasn't wrong. It took a few seconds before the whole area came to life, dozens of Zorua came from barely visible holes, and a few Zoroark walked out of houses. He also saw a few of the local Vulpix, the Lucario surprised him, but not as much as the Xatu.

All the little ones were instantly swarming his legs, sniffing his shoes and clothes, curious about his presence. The Zorua that had brought him had approached one of the Zoroark and was quickly talking with them.

He didn't need to ignore the kids' questions for long because the Zoroark came forward.

"That's enough, go and play, that's for all of you." She, and it was definitely a woman, called for order before turning to him. "Welcome to our village, you can let the transformation go if you want."

He let out a soft chuckle. "Technically that one's not my natural form, but if it will make everyone feel more comfortable." He shifted. It wasn't as if he was taking a different form, both of them were him; both sides of a coin.

Now that he stood in front of a proper Zoroark, he was quick to notice the slight difference their bodies had. To start he was standing more erect than them. Zoroarks tended to stand at the ready, their long legs slightly bent and their bodies leaning forward, their manes acting as counter-weight to maintain their posture. Their arms were also a bit longer than his own, though it was barely noticeable. Finally his mane was still braided, so even after it bulked up with his transformation, it was leaner than theirs.

"You look better this way, though…" She shrugged. "Nevermind, the elder will want to meet you, follow me."

He nodded. It wasn't lost on him that practically every Pokemon in the small village was looking at him, he was effectively a stranger, even if of the same race, kinda.

They guided him towards the oldest house, different from the more modern style of most houses, this one was built in the traditional style of the islands. He got invited inside where an elderly Zoroark awaited him.

Their fur had blanched nearly completely, making them look almost like a Hisuian Zoroark.

"Welcome to our village, stranger." His voice was soft and tired, though that was mostly because it's obvious to his eyes the old man had just woken up from a nap. On the other hand, his eyes were quite sharp.

"Greetings, I'm Magnus, but I also go by Traveler." He bowed his head towards the elder. "I thank you for inviting me to your village."

"Polite." The old fox said with a chuckle. "And you've a name, interesting, I take it wasn't a trainer that gave it to you."

He shook his head. "No, it was given to me by my parents, while my title was given to me by a teacher."

"Makes me wonder, you're definitely no normal Zoroark." He studied him carefully.

"I'm not." He admitted with a laugh. "But that's a complicated story, the Truth is that I'm effectively a Zoroark like this, just like I'm a human on the other form."

His words caused the old fox to raise an eyebrow, but he didn't comment, the truth of his words helping him accept the fact.

"I will take your word. So, what brings you by?" He asked as he shifted his hands onto his knees, leaning forward.

"Just like my Title, I like to travel, this World's just another in my path. I'm just relaxing, enjoying the sights and seeing what I can learn. I also offer my help to those I find to my liking." He replied honestly.

He nodded. "What kind of help could you offer us?"

Magnus wouldn't lie and say he didn't like them already just for sharing his race, there was also the fact that he could show off a bit. "Personally, I'm great at fixing, creating and construction. I could even teach a few of the older ones around better construction and fixing skills." He explained. "I could also ask my sister to help by creating a number of ids for anyone that wants to properly pass as human."

"Hooo, all of that sounds quite useful. How long would it take you to teach construction?"

He only thought about it for a moment. "… I would say seven classes of two or three hours. While I'm not against teaching, I could also rebuild the village at the same time."

The Zoroark looked at him. "A week to rebuild the village sounds quite fast."

Magnus laughed. "Oh, no, I meant two hours." He grinned, giving him his best foxy smile.

The fox growled. "I'm old enough to know when you little brats are teasing… but something makes me think you're just not telling the whole story."

He nodded. "The answer is both simple and complex, it's just Magic." He explained, his fingers were snapped for the show as a small sphere of Light was created above. "During my travels I learned how to use magic to modify large areas, replacing work, time and materials for Power."

"I remember tales of magic, I think the only ones that have anything close to that are those of the Fairy type." He mused. "Maybe a few Ghosts."

"I could show you, the process is permanent, or as permanent as building a house is. You could show me a clear spot or a house that's too far gone. It wouldn't even take that long, maybe a dozen minutes if I really go all out." He offered, trying not to sound like a sleazy sales-mon.

"I've seen many things during my life, I've even hung out with the Tapus on more than one occasion. But I think I'm not too old to see something new." The Zoroark got up slowly. "Come on, show me this magic."

Magnus grinned, the corners of his muzzle pulling up. He quickly followed. It was obvious they had been eavesdropped, because everyone was already around to watch him. The same woman that had guided him to the elder guided them to an old house, it was in such disrepair that it was obvious it hadn't been in actual use except for the obvious signs of Zorua playing in it.

"Looks good enough to me." He joked. "Okay, everyone stand back." He warned them and metaphorically pulled his sleeves up before he dropped both open palms onto the ground.

While not obvious at first sight, a deeper observation revealed that the building was soaked in Darkness, which wasn't that surprising in a village of Dark-type Pokemons. Thankfully it didn't make things harder, only a bit easier as his own elements soaked into the land and quickly devoured the existing materials.

It was fun to watch, as if suddenly the floor had turned into a dark pool and the house sank into it. Just in case he dropped some pure sand, stone, and more wood. Thankfully he wouldn't need metal as all the materials already in the sort-of cauldron could be reinforced to a very high degree.

By now he could tell he was doing something different compared to the original version of the spell. Just to start he was using it to construct normal buildings and not dungeons or fortresses, no matter how much a home could be one. There was also the fact he was using the whole trap-construction for the creation of appliances.

At the eight minute mark he finished the preparation process and started to raise the house proper. It was a simple one floor and one basement house. It was something between an igloo and a Hobbit hole. It was stocked with everything someone would need, a fridge with a freezer, flowing water collected from the humid air coming from the ocean, and artificial lighting. All powered by an adapted version of the Blue Flame.

He stood up straight. "There we go." He gestured to the home. The Zoroarks quickly moved to check it as the elder just stood by his side.

"Ok, maybe magic can do it." The old Zoroark chuckled. "I assume that you will teach a few of us how to repair it?"

"Oh, it shouldn't need to be repaired for, let's say, one or two thousand years. I build to last and that house will take anything outside of a Legendary deciding they don't want it to exist anymore." Magnus laughed at the old Zoroark's look. "I learned from a race that has been building for a few thousand years, it's the gift of learning from the best."

He let out a barking laugh. "Good, maybe then they will stop complaining to me about things breaking down."

"You should see what you like about it and what not so if you want me to do the whole village we can have a better design. But for that I recommend you talk with the others."

"That will do."

Before Magnus could say something more, he was once more swarmed by the Zoruas, their voices melding into constant yipping, though he could pick up the 'play with us' general feeling.

The elder laughed. "I think you'll be busy for a bit."

"It looks that way, I will look for you before I leave for the day." He said before leading the kids away to tire them out for a bit.



Lydia looked at the small, black gem. It was curious how the emblem inside was visible from practically any angle, as if it reoriented itself so the viewer could always see the… face? Maw? Bat? Some strange combination of all of the above?

Apparently it was called Darkinium-Z, and it was technically completely useless for them as they didn't have a Z-ring, which was necessary to use it. And more importantly, a Pokemon.

"That's done, now what, sister?" Moisha asked.

"Like usual, we keep our noses clean and don't attract attention to ourselves." Lydia put the small gem away into her inventory. "There's still a lot to see on the island and the other three."

"I've been reading the local tourist guide, there's apparently a pretty nice cave towards the North of the island." Romeo suggested before stopping his walking and looking down the canal.

Lydia and Moisha quickly joined him, finding three Pokemon wandering towards the area under a bridge. From their position they could see a collection of old furniture and other trash. Lydia also noticed that the small owl appeared to have stuck some kind of metal ring around their neck, a detail that wasn't missed by Romeo who before she could say anything had jumped over the edge.

Thankfully no one had noticed his sudden disappearance, except for the three Pokemon. Moisha and her soon joined him.

The small cat, a Litten, had instantly turned, their fur standing up straight as they got ready to attack. Meanwhile the Owl, Rowlet, remained stuck inside the same bubble that the last one, a Popplio, had been carrying on its nose like a toy.

"Whoah, calm down." Romeo softened his voice. "Saw you were in a little predicament and wanted to help." He showed his open hands. "See, I've nothing to attack, nor I've any Pokemon." He showed his empty belt.

The Litten hadn't lowered their guard, but a heavy and tired Whuff came from below the bridge. "Enough." It surprised all of them.

He moved slowly, showing their age. A dog the size of the couch it had been lying on, the System identified it as Stoutland.

"You shouldn't deny help when you need it." The dog spoke like an old man, his slow movement and generous fur certainly added to the image.

The Litten turned and meowed to them. "But they smell weird, like rats."

"Would it change much?" He pointed out and the small cat looked down.

Romeo took a slow step forward and all attention was back on him.

"I just want to help, I imagine thumbs would be useful to get the Rowlet unstuck." He explained.

The Popplio and the Litten looked towards the captured owl.

"It would be helpful." Rowlet noted with a sleepy tone.

"Okay, let me get you down." Popplio gently lowered the bubble, which popped when it touched the ground. The owl shook some of the moistness off.

Lydia watched as Romeo quickly knelt down the Pokemon and reached for their neck, carefully tucking their feathers under the metal ring, slowly pulling it up their head to not hurt them.

"You okay, old man?" Moisha had moved around the Litten and approached the Stoutland.

The old dog huffed. "Just my time is coming, I've been alive a long, long time already." He answered, barely raising a bushy eyebrow to look at her.

Lydia, meanwhile, was keeping an eye out, she couldn't discard the feeling that something was about to happen. That familiar itch on the nape had only become more clear since she had acquired the System, as if a little bit of her brain occupied itself by taking every bit of information her senses captured and carefully studying it to keep her prepared.

And at the moment, that bit of her brain was calling for caution, so she would keep her ears up and open.

"And… we're done." Romeo announced as he removed the ring off the owl's neck, the bird stretching their wings now that they could move.

"Finally!" The Rowlet celebrated by flying around a bit before landing to preen at their ruffled feathers.

Stoutland approached Litten, laying his old body down. "Remember that accepting help is not wrong."

"It's just…" He patted the ground idly.

"I won't be always with you, and you have a whole life ahead of you." Stoutland spoke gently. "Now you should accompany those two back to their trainers."

"But- Ok." The Litten looked a bit defeated. He walked towards Popplio and Rowlet. "Come on, I'll guide you to the Pokemon school."

Stoutland turned towards Romeo. "Thank you for helping." He bowed slightly, obviously exerting himself to do so.

"Hmm, it was nothing." Romeo tried to waved it off, causing Moisha and Lydia to chuckle as they found it funny how he was acting embarrassed.

The old dog let out a dry laugh that was cut suddenly as all of them heard the cry coming from the distance, three small, familiar Pokemons. Stoutland practically launched himself in that direction, Team Maus moving behind. Though at a distance and keeping to the shadows, looking to keep the element of surprise while observing the situation.

Two humans and a Pokemon were standing on the roof of a small house that overlooked the canal. One of them was holding some kind of capture tool with a net that held the three young Pokemon. Their Meowth seemed to be trying to convince the Litten to join them, but only managed to get a face full of embers.

Moisha didn't lose another second after Lydia gave her the okay. A constructed blade flew with perfect aim, severing the net from the tool and freeing the three Pokemon.

The Rowlet caught the Popplio as the Litten simply twisted and landed on his feet. Stoutland showed an impressive feat of power as the sofa-sized dog leapt two floors up as his mouth was filled with fire.

The Pokemon thieves didn't get much time to react before the attack connected. For some reason the resulting explosion sent the three of them flying off in a magnificent arc that Lydia was pretty sure would get them to the ocean in one flight. She only worried about them for a bit, if they could fly off so easily, they would have some landing plan.

Stoutland landed, still at the ready. But his attitude didn't last as his legs quickly lost strength and collapsed down. The Litten was instantly by his side.

"I'm okay, I'm okay." The Stoutland tried to hide his cough. "Don't worry, just these old bones aren't what they once were."

"You don't look well." Litten complained as Rowlet and Popplio approached slowly.

Romeo stepped forward. "You should guide those two back to their trainers, we'll look after him." He suggested.

The small cat looked dubious, but a nod from the old dog made him turn around and walk away, albeit slowly and with a couple of looks over his shoulder.

"Let's get you back to your spot, old man." Moisha said as the three of them accompanied him.

"Ho ho ho, it's been a long time since I've been given this kind of treatment."

"Maybe if you didn't live under a bridge?" Lydia harmlessly snapped at him.

"Maybe." He heaved his body onto the couch, wheezing as the small amount of exertion had taken its toll. "Though you three are very interesting, I don't think many would have been able to do that throw."

"What can we say? We train hard, eat all of our veggies and aren't human." Romeo joked before turning a bit more serious. "You're dying and soon, I can tell you've no more than a few weeks, and there's little that can be done that wouldn't at best extend it to a couple of months."

Stoutland nodded. "I know, it's not like there's much left for me to do in this life."

Romeo nodded. "That's why I would like to offer you something that will at least make that time left more comfortable." He explained as he retrieved a golden bag from his inventory.

Lydia and Moisha didn't react to it, at least externally. Internally, she was wondering what had gotten into him to go this far for a random dog.

The old dog chuffed. "… well, it would certainly make it easier to teach Litten a few more tricks." His tone was wavering.

"Just bite and suck the potion, old man." Moisha suggested.

"I really can't say no to the youth of today. Bring it here." He bit down the silver packet and drank the content.

Lydia was still amazed that the potions were made of radishes, magic radishes yes, but radishes anyways. They were the size of her head and there was a need for half a dozen to produce one of those potion packets. But they were renewable, even if only one plant survived to seed, that would give around forty to sixty seeds. And Magnus had a field of a few hundred of them always growing.

The change was nearly instant. There was a weight lifted off the old dog's body as his body recovered old strength, his fur recovered a shine, even his eyes regained a youthful glow.

He let out a ruff and shook the effects off. "Oh my! It's like I'm a young Herdier once more."

"Just be careful, this just makes you healthy, you still have some only till your time comes." Romeo lied.

"I will, thank you for your help and this chance."

They nodded and proceeded to leave, only once they knew to be far away enough Moisha broke out in giggles. "You're so mean." She laughed and smacked Romeo's arm.

"What? I just told the truth, it made him healthy and he will live well until his time comes. It's just that his time will come much further ahead." He smiled beatifically.

Lydia shook her head. She would just mark it as a random good action and let it go.

"How about we visit that cave system you had talked about earlier?" She changed the subject.

"Sure, Seaward Cave should still be open. Not that would really stop us." He chuckled, receiving a condescending look from both of them at the bad joke. "Everyone's a critic."

At that they laughed and resumed their walk.



Magnus looked at the jar Ruby had given her.

"You know, there's something special about you giving me something this red after taking Ruby as your name." He joked before placing the material down and passionately kissing her. "On the other hand, you're crazy, facing Cynthia and running away like that?"

"I left before the boss' music started." She joked back and leaned against him, more than content about the results of her actions.

"I've no idea what I'll do with it. The Red Chain is… was definitely a divine, semi-divine at worst, artifact. One with a very strong alignment to Control, Capture, and Command. Which is kinda funny because they are connected to Wisdom, Benevolence and Valor." He eyed the tattoo on the back of his left hand.

He definitely needed to add something, it shouldn't be too hard to tattoo himself. The spare hands would make that part very easy, the hard part would be forging a needle capable of stabbing his skin without breaking and an ink capable of staying in place and not being purged.

His eyes wandered towards the red sand… He would have to study that avenue. He turned to the actually important subject.

"Still, you were quite brave, facing a Champion and part of her main team while stealing something like that from under her nose." He leaned closer. "You deserve a reward."

The thoughtful look sent a dangerous shiver down his spine, there would be no crafting time this night.
 
Chapter 16

Venturing the Worlds – 16


Magnus returned to his workshop after a visit to the Zoroark village, as he had promised he had given those interested a lesson on basic building and maintenance skills, at least the first lesson; half a dozen to go. He had also talked with the elder and the other adults about the new design for the reconstruction of the village.

He had seen to counsel them on their choices, but allow them the last word on the subject. They would also need to move their belongings out of their houses and that would take time, so there was no rush for his part of the work.

He guessed one more visit to discuss things before he would work on the village. But that would be in the future, right now he had something more interesting to invest his attention in.

The red sand resulting from the breaking of the Red Chain was impressive, and thankfully he had a lot of it. A few kilograms may not appear much, if he would just use the sand, but these were the kind of materials one used sparingly and alloyed with other things.

But what he wanted at the moment was to utilize some of it to create a pigment for the creation of tattoo ink. The characteristics of the material should remain in his skin as long as he was the one applying the work.

Otherwise a tattoo would just not remain on his body, it would be quickly purged. The only reason the Triforce and the crests remained on his hand was because they were literally divine in their making.

Though while it would be fun to expand his tattoo into a sleeve, it would be a waste of an interesting material. Thankfully he had an idea for that too, it had been growing in his mind the whole day long and he now could put it into effect.

The Red Chain was meant to impose one's Will upon a Pokemon, it carried a sense of domination and control, and there were a few things he had wanted to have proper control over, like his weapons.

He retrieved Graceful, it was his first weapon and the most fitting for the circumstances. The weapon would need to be reforged, but first he would need to create the bond, and for that he would need the tattoo.

He would use his existing one as a start, it just felt right to go for some nature design encapsulating the crests. He would also need to add his own crest, a good way to anchor the meaning to himself.

If he was right, this would not only bring him closer to his weapons. But also set up the future for some interesting projects he was thinking about.



(Spoilers for Ghostbusters: Afterlife)

The Spengler's house was the center of a massive ectoplasmic storm. Hurricane-like winds threatened anyone coming close and kept those already in the area prisoners of the being that had walked out of the fields. Massive electrical and psycho-electric discharges ran down from the clouds of dust lifted by the thunderous winds.

The half-formed figure of Gozer slowly came together after recovering their Keymaster and Gatekeeper. The full access to their powers in the mortal plane allowed the divine-like entity to exert themselves fully. Their power such that their mere presence bled energy into their surroundings and exerted a primal fear onto their figure's witnesses.

Gozer's fingers trailed over their hellhounds in devilish delight, their androgynous figure turning their attention towards the mother and daughter that had tried to oppose their return. And with gleeful pleasure they aimed their intents to enjoy the destruction of the child that had delayed their physical return and the one that had been one of had been the enabled of Zuul.

"Oh no…" The woman whispered in terror as she tried to shield her daughter from the being. But before their power reached them someone called out.

"Hey, flattop." The middle of three old men called out, they walked into the area wearing old uniforms, not used in dozens of years. "Missed us?"

They stepped closer, their bulky equipment coming into view as they stepped into the rays of light cast by the old ecto-1.

"Gozer the Gozerian, in the name of the county of Somerville state of Oklahoma the US fish and wildlife service, all the members of ducks unlimited, and the association for the advancement of retired persons I command you under the National Invasive Species Act to depart this world immediately" Dr Ray Stantz finished his speech.

Dr Peter Venkman nodded. "Bravo."

Gozer and their hellhounds barked and growled at them.

"I think she remembers us." Winston Zeddermore chuckled.

Gozer looked at them, studied the three old men before speaking. "Are you… a god?"

"Ray…"

"Oh, come on, Ray…"

"Yes." Ray said.

"Yeah, we're all gods." Winston added.

"Yeah, we're all pretty damn special down here, on a personal note I thought that we had busted up for good." Peter said. "I mean, it wasn't working for me, my friend didn't think so, I know yours didn't-"

One of the hellhounds stepped forward to growl, only to be stopped by Gozer.

"Okay, playtime's over." Winston called out. "Let's toast this muffin."

The three retrieved the guns from their Proton Packs, aiming them forward.

"Light him up." Peter said and the three charged their weapons.

The familiar buzzing as the packs powered up to life.

"Man, I love that sound." The black man said with a smile.

"On the count of three, go on two." Peter ordered. "One, Two."

The three of them shot at the same time, the Proton streams shot out, latching onto the ghostly entity, coiling around their figure as the three old men moved closer.

"Yeah!" Ray exclaimed. "Nothing stings like a billion electron volts!"

The streams collided with each other and merged into a much more powerful stream of energy. But it wasn't enough against Gozer, their hands reached to grab the ropes of energy and forced them slowly apart, uncoiling them.

"Do you feel that?" Winston called out.

"Oh, no." Peter let out. "She's uncrossing the streams."

Gozer didn't growl, scream or cry out, instead they just forced the streams apart before whipping them like ropes, sending the three men flying back against the parked Ecto-1.

"No!" Phoebe cried out from behind her mother, who looked terrified.

The three slowly shifted from the spots they had landed, pulling themselves closer.

"I don't remember this job being so painful." Ray groaned.

"I do." Winston corrected him.

"You got a lot of nerve, coming back here, crawling back to me." Peter said. "We could have been the most spectacular power couple, you know."

The hellhounds growled loudly and threatened with their open mouths.

"My sense of fun," he continued, "and your personality. But no, you always had to vanquish, and conquer, or always had to maim somebody, and that's probably the number one reason why-"

A zap of power from Gozer stopped his speech and the powering of their Proton Packs.

"Good try anyways." Ray offered.

"Now we're finished, babe." Peter said softly. "Come on baby-"

Before anyone could say anything else, before even Gozer or their hellhounds could react, a massive, peach-colored cat's paw came down from straight up. It was larger than an adult man, almost two meters long, and it connected to a leg easily about six meters long.

The sudden event had made everyone freeze. The two hellhounds had been pushed away and stunned. The three old men could only watch. The two teens in the Ecto-1 had stopped their actions. The woman had frozen completely and even her daughter, who had moved away to aim her Proton Pack at Gozer, could only watch.

The massive paw slowly rose before slamming down two times more. The action made everyone look at the splayed figure of Gozer, just as stunned as everyone else by the act, before looking up and really freezing at the titanic figure connected to the arm.

A humanoid cat was becoming visible through the clouds of dust lifted by the storm. A long, sinuous tail swaying idly and almost lazily. They were just floating up in the air, but even its massive size wasn't as impressive as the sight of those eyes. Huge orbs that displayed intelligence and an alien disinterest. Even Gozer's eyes had displayed some relatable emotion. But these two looked down with contempt, boredom and an indescribable emotion.

Gozer tried to stand up, to call to its power. But instead received another, almost playful, swat down, burying their figure deeper into the dirt.

"ɢօʐɛʀ ȶɦɛ ɢօʐɛʀɨǟռ, ɨռ ռǟʍɛ օʄ ȶɦɛ ӄɨռɢ օʄ ȶɦɛ ɨռʄɨռɨȶɛ ʀɛǟʟʍֆ ʏօʊ ǟʀɛ ʝʊɖɢɛɖ ɢʊɨʟȶʏ." The cat-like being spoke and everyone heard it and understood it. Their voice reverberated inside of their heads and each word had a weight of its own. "ʏօʊ ɦǟʋɛ ƈʟǟɨʍɛɖ ʟօʀɖֆɦɨք օʋɛʀ ȶɦɛ ʀɛǟʟʍֆ ʄօʀ ȶօօ ʟօռɢ, ǟ քօֆɨȶɨօռ ȶɦǟȶ ɖօɛֆռ'ȶ ɮɛʟօռɢ ʏօʊ. ʏօʊ ֆɦǟʟʟ ɮɛ ֆȶʀɨքքɛɖ օʄ ʏօʊʀ ȶɨȶʟɛֆ ǟռɖ քօաɛʀֆ, ȶօ ȶɦɛռ ɮɛ ɨʍքʀɨֆօռɛɖ ʄօʀ ȶɛռ ʏɛǟʀֆ ʄօʀ ɛǟƈɦ ʏɛǟʀ ʏօʊ ɦǟʋɛ ɮɛɛռ ɨռ ȶɦɛ աʀօռɢ."

[Gozer the Gozerian, in name of the King of the Infinite Realms you are judged guilty.] [You have claimed lordship over the realm for too long, a position that doesn't belong to you. You shall be stripped of your titles and powers, to then be imprisoned for ten years for each year you have been in the wrong.]

Before anyone could react, even Gozer could only scream in pitiful powerlessness, the ground turned a toxic green. Dozens upon dozens of hands sprouted from that green swamp, grabbing Gozer's figure and starting to drag them down. The hellhounds weren't left behind, the monstrous beasts getting dragged down as the two captured people were freed from the Key and the Gatekeeper's forms.

More hands shot up into the sky, grabbing the flying spirits and souls, dragging them down screaming and flailing. Deformed figures screamed and fought, but were unable to break free from that glowing mirror.

The two hounds sank quickly, while Gozer fought hard to keep themselves from sinking in. However it was futile, they sank and sank until only their hand was left protruding from the pool, the whole thing dissipating once the appendage was dragged in.

No one could react, they just stood in place, watching the event.

"ǟռɖ աɨȶɦ ȶɦǟȶ ɖօռɛ" The giant cat started to shrink, their imposing figure becoming a handsome man who cracked their neck. "Much better." He looked around. "Hmm, anyone needs medical attention?"

[And with that done.]

"What-" "The-" "Fuck?" The three old men said one after the other.

The well-dressed man ignored their reaction and instead walked up to them and easily helped each of them stand up, wiping the dust off them. "There we go, I even added a bit of extra healing for those old age ails."

Winston raised an eyebrow as Peter and Ray checked themselves up and down.

"Uh, my joints don't hurt anymore." Ray mused as he flexed his arms and legs.

"Anyone else needing a pick-me-up?" The man went around, checking on everyone.

"Excuse me," Phoebe stepped forward, "who are you? And what just happened?"

"Ah, I knew I was forgetting something, being on official duty always bores me out of my mind, I go with the flow until the job's done." The young man bowed. "I'm Milo, as I said before, I come from the court of the King of the Infinite Realms, also called the Ghost Zone, Ghost Dimension, Afterlife, etcetera, etcetera. As you can imagine, Gozer calling himself the King of Ghosts went against the current king's position."

"King?" Ray let out dubiously.

"Yes, his Majesty Daniel Fenton, he who beat the previous king Pariah Dark. Honestly Gozer only got to run like they did because Pariah Dark had been locked away for the last few thousand years. He was let out a couple decades ago and was swiftly beaten by the new king; it still took a few years until he stepped up into the role proper." Milo explained.

"How does that even work?" The young girl asked.

"Oh, it's not royalty like with mortal people. The King is a half-ceremonial figure, in charge of a certain social aspect of the Infinite Realms, and half a necessary part for the functioning of the realm; he's like the gallbladder, not strictly necessary, but certainly appreciated. Not like things would break down quickly, Pariah Dark was not doing his job for a few thousand years and things were still running mostly normally." Milo shrugged and maintained his affable smile.

He then turned towards nothing, making everyone confused until he spoke.

"Of course my job's not technically done, I've one more thing to deliver." He waved his hand and a ghostly figure became visible to the surprise of everyone. "Egon Spengler, for your deeds carried in protection of the living world and humanity you've been invited to join the Ghost King's court."

"But I failed." Egon's voice came as a mix of a whisper and a breeze, soft and easy to miss even when everyone could hear him.

"You and your teammates stopped Gozer once and saved the world from its destruction, and you managed to slow his return for long enough." Milo spoke seriously. "You must understand that even more ghosts would have had trouble dealing with a being like Gozer."

Ray snorted. "And you just slapped him silly." He let out.

Milo's smile tugged into a grin. "I'm neither a ghost, at least not fully, nor I'm a normal being. I don't want to boast, but there's only a few beings capable of matching my power." He let out a soft chuckle.

"Then what are you?" Peter prompted.

"As my brother likes to say, unique." Milo answered and changed the subject. "Anyways, Egon, you have your invitation, and don't worry, Winston Zeddermore, Dr Raymond Stantz and Dr Peter Venkman will get their dues once they pass for the deeds carried in life."

Egon's mouth closed silently and he turned towards his daughter and granddaughter. By now Trevor, Phoebe's brother had helped Lucky, one of the two people captured by the hellhounds, away from the spot and onto the house's porch stairs. While Callie had helped Gary, the other victim of the hounds.

"Oh, don't worry, it's a very easy matter to fix their economic situation." Milo reassured her. "There's always people with more money than sense or right to it."

Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "Are you talking about stealing?"

"Stealing, schmealing." Milo waved it off. "Nah, I'm doing capitalism as it's proper and redistributing money around. If the capital doesn't move around the economy stagnates, there's less money going around and that makes governments issue more money, which devalues the coin and that influx of money only ends adding to the money those few people are already accumulating and so on."

"Oh." The girl was surprised at having an explanation for stealing.

The younger kid that had been helping form inside the Ecto-1 stepped out, he appeared to be covered in some kind of puffy, white goop. "What I want to know is how you did that." He said as he approached the large paw indent on the ground, the multiple impacts had revealed the ghost traps half-buried in the ground.

"Just the joys of a Titan's heritage and not wanting to deal with a megalomaniac ghost's gigantic ego." Milo shrugged. "A good smack's enough to stun and the contact allowed me to strip them off their powers."

Ray frowned. "Wait, then what was all that about the decree? Doesn't the king have the power to strip a ghost's power?"

"Sure, but my uncle would have to be here in person. That's why I was sent, I can do that normally."

Peter mused. "How does that even work?"

"Complete control over the shape of bodies, mind and souls lead very well to everything from healing to ghost depowering."

"That kind of control would make you immortal." Ray pointed out.

"I'm already immortal and very hard to kill." Milo riposted. "Anyways, everyone's been healed, matters fixed and…" He turned to Egon. "I would suggest you say your goodbyes, you're either coming with me back to court or passing on, you know very well you can't stay on the mortal plane in your current state."

The ghost nodded and turned towards his old friends first.

Ray was the first to speak. "I feel like I owe you an apology for thinking you just had run off with the Ecto-1 and most of the equipment." He started heartfelt, but his tone quickly shifted into a more lighthearted one. "Though I also want to punch you for being such an idiot that didn't ask for help, we're a team."

"Personally I thought you had gone insane, the supernatural was on the down and there was no more work as Ghostbusters." Peter admitted. "I thought that you running away was hunting old dreams and I decided to just give up instead of reaching out to you to learn what truly happened."

Winston chuckled. "In many ways being part of the team was the first step in realizing my potential, so I've to thank you for that. When things ended I just thought it was time to take the next step." He smiled. "In many ways, this is the most alive I've felt in a long time."

"That could also be a side-effect of my healing." Milo spoke up from his spot. "Just a suggestion, but you'll be a decade or two younger."

The three looked at him before Egon smiled while shaking his head. The ghost then turned towards his daughter and granddaughter. He approached the younger of the two first, reaching to stroke her head.

"I don't have long, so I will say this, you've the smart and the spirit to carry you a long way. You can keep all of my research, I can only imagine how much further you will take it." He spoke gently before he went past her and approached his daughter.

The two looked at each other before sharing a heartfelt hug, sharing a few words no one, except Milo heard. But he knew better than to speak about such things. After that he turned to Milo and nodded.

"Excellent, now, one last thing." He pushed his hand into thin air before pulling a small card and handing it to Phoebe. "If your grandfather's right, you have a lot of Potential in your future, if you ever want to expand your horizons call us, I'm sure my father would be more than happy to foster your intellect."

The girl looked curious. "Like?"

"Anything you want, though I'll guess you will prefer more of the hard sciences or paranormal studies. I'm sure one of my siblings is more than up to the task for that." Milo answered. "Anyways, let's go, I wish you all a lovely time."

He bowed before grabbing Egon's shoulder and both of them getting sucked down into a green portal. Everyone else could only watch.

"Did that just happen?" Trevor asked.

"I think it did, but I missed most of that, so you will have to explain it to me." Lucky laughed.

The other kid that had been in the Ecto-1 looked around. "Did someone else notice he called the king his uncle?" His question went ignored.

With the apocalypse averted and the adrenaline of the situation running out, more than one felt close to passing out. Except for Ray, Peter and Winston who were feeling quite spry for their age.

Things would change, but most of the world would be unaware for a long time. Closer to home, Phoebe did adopt a pale cat that appeared on the farm the next day, a smart little fella that was well behaved and kept to himself most of the time. It would be a few years until the card she had been handed would be remembered.

But that's another story.



Magnus was impressed by the result of his work. It wasn't just the intricate runic design that spawned from the Golden Goddesses' Crests. It was also the fact that his weapons were now stored inside of it.

They had effectively become an inherent part of him, to the point he could move them around even when not physically touching them. And it wasn't just his weapons, but also Dexter&Sinister were a part of him.

He had bonded with each of his weapons, Graceful, Forward, Tenlight, Deliver, Close&Persona, Solid&Firm, Swift Petals, the newly named chakrams, even the illusion daggers had been bonded and properly named as Fog and Flash. On the no-weapon variety, Stone Bell and his clothes had been bonded too. It made them feel so much closer to him.

Honestly, just watching Graceful float in the air and move around with just his will was impressive. Especially when the weapon was a few tons of solid metal. He couldn't wait to fling it to someone.

It had taken the whole afternoon and night, but it was what he liked to do. He only needed to will it to feel the weapon slide into his soul, a tiny speck going around his suns, joining the little bit of Hyrule he had taken with him.

It had grown, but only minutely. From a grain of sand into three, or four. Not enough to be considered anything. But for some reason it was enough to have most weapons orbiting around them, the only exceptions were the Dark and Light aligned ones, which instead orbited their respective stars.

He had also acquired a new perk, working with the Red Chain's remains had counted towards working with monster materials. And that was all the perk was about, working with bits from monsters and living being to create weapons, armors and other implements.

There wasn't much it would change towards his current weapons, they hadn't been exactly created from monster parts. But he could reforge the Gleeok series, or maybe use some of the material he had acquired from the rest of the body to create some new things. He may replace Deliver's string for one of the monster's many tendons, the material would certainly be much more suited.

But that would wait, with his personal work done, he headed towards the mess hall, as usual finding a couple of Ruby's Magends hanging there.

"Magnus, taking a break?" The one by the counter asked.

He gave her a smile before leaning over the counter to kiss her quickly. The action received a reaction from all the Magends around, most likely sharing the experience.

"Hmm, more like I've done enough for now. I was thinking of heading down to the Zoroark village soon, and was thinking of inviting you to come." He answered her question.

"I would love to accompany you, I should be able to join in half an hour, so until then how about something to eat?" She offered.

"Hmm, I can always eat if you're cooking." He flirted.

She laughed. "You can eat anything, you would eat a rock if I sprinkled salt on it."

"So? It wouldn't be the first rock I eat." He only half-jokes. "At least it would have been properly seasoned this time."

She rolled her eyes as her other Magend was already half-through the meal's preparation.

"Any other plans?"

"Well, I was thinking of leading Professor Kukui around for a while, there's something very tempting about some mischief." He laughed. "How about you? Been teasing any other champion?"

The other Magend slid the plate of breakfast onto the counter and leaned over to kiss him.

"No, nothing like that." She answered. "I've been doing a lot, honestly. Mainly I've been spending a lot of my attention studying the berries inside the Greenhouse. There's so many of them and they can be so versatile. People in this World have been using them for a lot of things, I've been experimenting with using them to cook."

The other Magend pulled a series of small, colorful cubes before speaking.

"While they are mainly effective on Pokemon, a few can be excellent beautification supplements. Better hair, supplier skin, etcetera." She fixed her hair.

"I don't see much difference, you're looking as good as when I retrieved you from that lab." He commented honestly.

The silence while he ate told him he had said the right words.

Ruby huffed. "Anyways, I'm ready to leave at any time you want." She offered.

"Sure." He smiled and kissed both Magends in gratitude before heading to look for the main of her. Finding her by the bedroom he offered his hand. "Let's go, it's still early and I will still need to reconstruct a whole village."

"With pleasure." She took his hand and both stepped through the golden portal that opened in the hallway.
 
Chapter 17

Venturing the Worlds – 17


Magnus and Ruby took their time walking towards the village, the weather of the islands was mostly sunny and tropical, making any time outside to be an enjoyable time for the couple. He had little to no difficulty to steer them through the fog barrier that covered the village.

"Very cozy." She observed after looking around.

"Don't be mean, it's already impressive that they managed to keep everything so well maintained." He spoke softly and smacked her arm playfully.

The inhabitants of the small village had carefully packed all of their belongings and moved them out of their houses and burrows. There was more than he expected to see, apparently many families had lived in the area for several generations and accumulated quite a bit. Thankfully given the plans they had discussed, everyone would have more than enough space to store everything back and still have spare space.

The elderly Zoroark approached him, giving Ruby a look.

"Good morning, and welcome to our little village." The old fox smiled. "When Magnus said you looked like a Joy I thought he was overstating it."

She laughed. "It's not the first time I've been confused with one. Though I am quite capable of offering healing, either medical or magical." She offered.

"Hmm, well, I'm sure at least one of the little ones will get a scuff or two before the day's over, so we may end up needing your help." The comment made them all chuckle.

"I take everything is ready?" Magnus asked and received a nod in answer. "Then little reason to delay things any longer."

He pulled his sleeves back and placed both hands down, the work would be as large as what he had carried back in the Gerudo Desert. His Darkness flared up and expanded out, it didn't take long to cover all of the area and start devouring the materials existing. Of course it didn't stop there, he would need more metal and glass for what he was planning, and just in case he added some berry tree seeds.

He would need to bring the current fog wall down before he finished, but it could wait until near the end of the process. With everything in order, he got working.



The elder turned towards her. "So what's your story?"

"Well, he saved me." She answered with a smile on her face. "No matter what I look like, I'm not human, I'm old, very old. Old enough that I don't really have memories beyond a point in time. I just woke up one day and apparently, I had been grabbed and people were experimenting on me."

She didn't miss the look of confusion on the elder's face.

"It wasn't a good time," she decided to spare him the details, "when Magnus found me he decided to help me break out, but even then he offered it, and for me it was basically the first choice I had in years. We've been traveling together since then. Well, there's also his sister, who's in charge of the ship, and three stowaways that were invited to join us as long as they behaved." She laughed a bit at the memory.

"I see, what I don't see is why you say you aren't human. You may smell a bit peculiar, but it's mainly fox." He added teasingly, getting a blush out of her.

"Well, I can show you, but it can be a bit surprising; so bear with me." She said and there was suddenly another her by her side. Her clothes were similar in exception for the red cross on her shoulders. "Just like that, I can create more of myself."

"In addition, my other selves are capable of doing things I can't, or at least doing them better." The second Ruby explained. "Like this I'm an excellent healer of multiple kinds."

The elder now was looking considerably surprised. He stepped over and placed a hand on each Ruby's shoulder. "Well, I will be a Mankey's uncle. You can duplicate yourself, and this is permanent?"

"I can reabsorb them, though their personality lingers inside me, in a manner of speaking. I do have a number of them active at certain roles for our group, medic, chef, and a few others."

"Sounds very useful."

"It is, though it can get complicated when I'm in too many places at the same time. There's also the fact that I imagine a Psychic type would feel surprised, or appalled, by the number of voices inside of my head." She laughed.

Before the old Zoroark could say anything else, the mischief of Zoruas arrived to investigate both Rubys. Or maybe it was just that their playing had moved around until they had simply wandered towards her. Behind them were a number of the mothers while the rest, men and women, just watched or talked between them.

"I think we'll have to continue our talk later." She chuckled.

The elder nodded. "Go, I doubt this will be the last time we talk." He waved her off and she followed the energetic kids while her other self joined the gossip of the female Zoroarks.

She can't deny there's something very fulfilling about being so easily accepted while being open about things. She still looked over towards Magnus, busy with his work. Her magic Magends practically sang praises at the extent of the ritual he was casting alone, not only the sheer power output, but the delicate and multitasking he was carrying to do it.

It certainly lit a fire in her, maybe she should take to spar with Team Maus, it wouldn't make her the weaker link in their group. Especially when she had so many links in it.



"Ugh…" James groaned as he plopped face down onto the arm of the Mecha-Meowth. "This is so boring, and we haven't been able to capture any Pokemon in a while."

"Shut up! This time we'll get them!" Meowth called out from inside the machine, his voice accompanied by the sound of a wrench being used to bash something.

"It's those damn twerps!" James complained. "Every time we manage to get something good they come and ruin everything." He continued as half of his body was working inside the mecha's arm.

He pulled out, dragging two extension cables he connected. "And if it's not them it's someone else, like that guy-"

"Shut up already!" Meowth flung a nut at his head as he interrupted them. "I don't want to think about that guy anymore, I told yous guys he was dangerous."

"Why would I believe you? He was just one weird guy, he didn't even have Pokemon on him." James complained some more, rubbing the bump on his head.

"Guys!" Jesse came into the clearing, looking all cheerful. "You won't believe what I found! I think I've the perfect target for our next heist!"

"Oh?" Meowth looked at her. "What did you find?"

"You remember that foggy area of the forest?" Both nodded dumbly at her question. "Well, turns out there's actually a Pokemon Village over there, I saw dozens of rare Pokemons and practically no one around." She grinned, rubbing her hands together.

"Oh, that would be a good one, anything of interest?" James called out.

"I'm sure I saw a Xatu and a Lucario, but it's mainly Zorua and Zoroark." Jesse answered. "Now finish with the Mecha Meowth, we'll be striking as soon as possible!"

""Yeah!""

The three of them worked like possessed to finish. It wasn't like they hadn't built it before, even if they kept upgrading little and larger things, they had done it dozens upon dozens of times before. The machine was soon standing proud, ready for their vile deeds.

"Onward! For Team Rocket's future!" Jesse called out and the machine started moving.



Magnus was finally finding a small problem with the construction spell, it was very hard to stop once it was going. It did not just require a lot of his attention for such a medium scale project. He also had to balance the construction of two dozen houses, a couple warehouses, the roads, the berry patch and the smaller details. Materials moving around, elements getting shaped and keeping the metaphorical cauldron going.

Thankfully he was finishing, because he could hear the sound of fighting. He trusted Ruby to help, even Orange to step in or send Team Maus if necessary. But he could practically feel the emotions wafting through the Darkness that saturated the area.

It was starting to become a problem to keep his own emotions from getting influenced by fear and worry. As much as his emotion was his own, his magic was so easily intermingled with the already existing Dark energy from the Zoroarks and their children that it was bypassing many of his defenses.

He could feel his fingers turning into claws, fur growing from his extremities as his body shifted. His teeth sharpened and his ears stood up. With a final growl he yanked up.

Like a large boat suddenly surfacing from the depths, the whole village practically shot from the darkness. Houses rose, roads were formed, plants practically grew to maturation in seconds. And Magnus didn't care, he already knew he had done a good job, he could even feel a perk sliding into place. But his attention was on something else.

A few of Ruby's Magends were currently casting a protective barrier over a few downed Zoroarks, the healing-oriented one was already working on the few. What he noticed was a lack of Zorua and it wasn't hard to connect the dots of the missing kits with the nearly ten meters tall robotic Meowth.

It wasn't a stretch when he could feel their terrified Dark energy from the oversized backpack the machine had on the back. He had to give it a tiny bit of respect, as Team Rocket was using their Pokemon to unleash attacks from the inside of the arm that wasn't holding the oversized vacuum connected to the backpack.

"Grrrr, give up already!" One of the people inside ordered, most likely the man of the group given the voice.

Ruby turned to him. "I'm sorry, they took us by surprise and captured the little ones." She apologized as he approached them silently.

"It's okay, you've done great, but we'll have to train together from now on." He smiled reassuringly. "Now let me take care of it." He blinked forward, the sheathed Tenlight appearing on his hand.

Suddenly appearing in the middle of the field gained him plenty of attention, especially from the criminal group.

"And who do you think you are?!" The Pokemon of the trip called out from the inside. "Just give in and let Team Rocket win today!"

"I warned you last time." Magnus' voice reverberated in the clearing, so much of his energy had been invested in the construction that it practically saturated the air.

"Who do you think you are?!" The woman screamed from inside the mech.

"I'm Magnus, and I don't have any patience left for all of you. He slowly unsheathed the blade.

Tenlight's bond with him had expanded, he could feel the weapon sharing his current emotions. It wasn't as if the weapon had a proper personality or mind yet, but it was forming something akin, and it was doing so way earlier than he had expected. It would require him to look into it. Though that would be later.

At the moment his Darkness was starting to close a dome over the area, imitating the effect Malice had on Hyrule, darkening the sun and the sky.

"Your petty tricks won't scare us this time!" James screamed from the inside.

"Tricks?" Magnus asked as he breathed in deep before exhaling a deep, black fog of Darkness. "I'm not doing tricks right now, just giving you a threat, let the Pokemon go and leave. Maybe rethink your life in the process."

"You are no one to tell Team Rocket what to do!" Jesse screamed from inside the robot, which lifted an arm to point at him. "Show him the power of Team Rocket!" She ordered and a dark, gooey attack was shot out from the robot's hand hole.

He didn't even interact with the thought of blocking the attack, with a single Blink he was standing on the robot's shoulder. A single slice of his glowing blade had cut through the joint and released the arm from its body.

The machine started to tilt as its balance was screwed for the lack of a limb. The screams coming from the trio inside were only compared to the sounds of distress from the Zorua in the backpack. Magnus quickly switched shoulders and severed the other arm to return its balance.

He ignored the insults coming from the criminals inside the machine and instead blinked just behind the robot, one swing of his weapon created a cutting edge of Light that severed its legs, and a second swing safely detached the backpack from its back. Magnus simply had to lift an arm to catch the container and walk away as the robot's head and torso was left laying on the spot it had fallen.

He ignored the torso and the troupe of idiots as he carried the container to behind the barrier Ruby was still maintaining, placing it down and cutting it open. He then turned towards the machine.

"What did you do?! Our precious robot!" James complained from inside the machine.

"You will pay for what you did!" Jesse added.

Magnus simply let go of Tenlight, the sword sheathing itself again. But not leaving, instead floating by his side as Graceful appeared on his hand.

"Then let me give you your payment." He blinked forward, the bat already held back as all the Darkness in the area coalesced around the robot before he swung the Kanabo.

While Darkness was technically solid in its current state, it wasn't a physical object, so when the bat impacted, it didn't create any sound. Unlike when the robot torso was launched at an impressive speed, flying through the air into the distance.

He allowed the Darkness dome to finally break, the leftover energy was taken by the fog barrier he had installed in the village. It hadn't been exactly too hard to study his own ability and replicate it.

The elder was sitting on the ground, he looked relaxed. But Magnus could see the marks on his fur, signs of battle that healing hadn't taken care of.

"Thank you for that, though those are the weirdest Honedges I've ever seen." His tone indicated he was joking.

"That's because they aren't, they are Graceful and Tenlight, weapons I made myself." He explained. "I've a few others, but I won't be pulling more weapons out at the moment."

"How many weapons do you have exactly?" The elder asked.

He made a quick mental count. "Eight," he answered and then added, "if you don't count the duplicates from the weapons that come in pairs."

He stored the two of them. "Once everyone calms down and we've made sure they are all okay I can show off, or something." He turned to Ruby. "Need any help?"

"I'm good, they are mostly still a bit shaken." She answers while checking another of the Zorua.

His girlfriend just sighed. "I don't know how it happened, they came from nowhere, suddenly that giant robot was standing over the kids and sucking them with its vacuum." She pointed to the machine still attached to one of the arms he had cut off.

He reached to pet the same Zorua that had guided him to the village. "It was scary, but also kinda fun." He admitted, though it wasn't hard to tell he was putting a brave front for the younger ones.

"You were all very brave." He agreed.

Everyone was still a bit stressed, but no one would say that Pokemon weren't used to fighting. In addition to that, with the houses finished everyone had to choose and move their belongings in.

Ruby and Magnus happily helped, and even joined the Elder and his daughter for dinner. He decided to help her learn the ways around the kitchen, he made sure to give her a thorough lesson she would be capable of sharing with the rest of her people.

Still, soon came time to leave, Magnus would come back a day later. But for the moment the village rested after the scare and enjoyed their new homes.



Magnus was finishing the third set of classes with the few adult Zoroarks when he was surprised, though not that much, by finding Professor Kukui talking with Ruby outside of the house.

The man turned to face him. "It should have been obvious that the strange man I met a couple of days ago was behind the strange events of yesterday." He said.

"In my defense, I was busy with something when Team Rocket became a nuisance." He quickly replied as he gave Ruby a look, receiving a message through the System that the man had just arrived.

He turned back to Kukui. "Would you prefer to sit down to talk?" He asked.

The man's serious expression broke into a more relaxed one as he rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. "Okay."

Magnus smiled and guided them towards the berry tree patch, already full of colorful fruits. He chose a nice spot with shade before his inventory opened to allow a table and three chairs to fall out. The shadows moved, rising off the ground to catch the falling objects and set them correctly.

Kukui gave him a look, but Magnus ignored and sat down, Ruby taking the chair next to him. The man finally sits down, not reacting as Magnus just retrieved a jar of cold water, a few glasses and a plate of cookies baked by one of Ruby's Magends.

"You know my name, and I took my partner here and presented herself already, so I've to ask, what do you want to talk about?" He asked as he filled the glasses.

"You… you're a very confusing individual." He noted.

"I live to please." Magnus answered, enjoying the look of slight frustration.

"Most people don't take it as a compliment."

"I'm pretty sure I'm not most people, I'm not even a few." Magnus joked and leaned back. "I mean, you already know I'm not what I look like."

"You're certainly not human, but something tells me you're not a Zoroark either." Kukui said sharply.

"Very correct of you." He nodded, but didn't say anything else.

"And you won't tell me what you are? Talk about a Feint Attack." The man laughed.

"I mean, I am me. The specifics can be a bit hard." Magnus and Ruby laughed. "Honestly, I'm one of the three kids my father created as his blood-related children. I will leave the specifics of that out as it would take the whole day to introduce the proper characters in that story."

"So you won't tell me?"

"I can give you a name, but I'm not even the same as my two siblings. Technically I'm called a Twilight Jaeger since the second part is what my father adopted after all the work on himself. But it's not as if it's more than a name on a field of my information. Plus given my connection to the Zoroark means I don't even have to stay that way." He quickly retrieved the Zora mask and placed it on his face. The change was immediate and his chair was now feeling a bit small. "It's not as comfortable as my base form, but certainly not an issue."

Kukui gave him an impressive look between completely done with his ramble and actually impressed, plus a bit of curiosity about what exactly he was.

"Long story short, I'm me, my companions and I are traveling from World to World. We help where we can, but we just keep to ourselves." He pulled his mask off, he did need to practice more with them.

Kukui looked at him and the renovated village. "Is this really keeping to yourself?"

Ruby laughed and was the one to answer. "It sure is, this World's a paradise when compared to many others." Magnus internally raised an eyebrow, he hadn't known she had gotten into reading the records on other Worlds. "There's little need for us to do more than help those we come across."

"Is that why you helped one of my students when she was harassed by Team Rocket?" Kukui asked.

"Oh, I didn't know she was your student. It just felt like the correct thing to do." He shrugged. "So a total coincidence, though it doesn't surprise me, Fate tends to work that way around me."

Kukui sighed, looking a bit frustrated. "It feels like I'm missing half of the conversation for some reason."

"It's not as bad as you're thinking, I'll play by the local rules while I'm around." Magnus offered kindly. "I may leave my mark, but I doubt I'll visit again. There's so many Worlds out there, even when I'll live a long, long time, I'll never be able to visit them all. There's a reason I was given the Title of The Traveler."

"And that you keep saying worlds, but I don't think you're speaking about the planet."

Magnus grinned. "I'm not, just imagine it's very similar to the whole thing the Aether Foundation is doing by studying Ultra Wormholes."

"...how do you know that?" The man's tone had grown serious.

"Like it would be hard to miss how space's been getting twisted and poked over their artificial island. I may not be my sister, but I can easily read the fabric of space. I've to say, you're all lucky you haven't brought something truly dangerous from somewhere else." He offered. "So take a bit of advice and look for the researcher who keeps poking the only protection against beasts from the beyond."

"How bad could it be?" He worriedly asked.

"Well, you can always get my sister in a cranky mood, that one's always hard to deal with. But you will most likely get something that barely plays by local rules and decides you, Pokemon or even the ground and water are a good snack. Or many of the other, not as quick, ends. Humans really should tamp their curiosity down a bit."

"Like you stop yours." Ruby shot towards him.

"The difference is that I've what it takes to deal with those problems." Magnus shot back.

The Pokemon professor raised an eyebrow. "You speak as if you have actual experience with it."

"I do. My siblings and I do fall under the category of Eldritch Being if we want to. We prefer to keep ourselves looking human and all that." As Magnus spoke he started to allow his nature to ease out.

He still kept it controlled, just a couple meters around them. It wasn't exactly a domain like some Gods had, this was his soul deciding to exert itself on the physical. An easier way to take effect on reality without exerting himself.

Ruby was the first to react, he saw her shiver and blush. It wasn't the first time she had felt his touch like this, but he didn't think the last time had left such an impression on her.

Kukui reacted a moment later, his expression swiftly turned into one of seriousness, ready for battle. Just in case he placed a little Truth over his Pokeballs to impede their opening for the moment, it would keep things from unduly escalating.

"As you can tell, right now I'm very much not human, this form's basically just an extension of my soul, which is a bit too large for my usual physical form. Just like this I can tweak things, set down my own rules and deny what I don't like. Just like the Truth is that your Pokeballs won't open for the moment," he gestured to the table, "or the Lie that this table can break." He brought his fist down, the table not even marking.

He smiled, it wasn't entirely a nice smile. Any human would not fail to recognize the inhumanity in it. It wasn't something Magnus enjoyed doing, he liked to have connections with others, most people didn't react well to this side of him. He hadn't even shown Team Maus, feeling as if it was too early.

Most people took first impressions and ran with them. As long as he looked human enough, people could ignore the little quirks he had. But like this he fell straight into the deepest parts of the Uncanny Valley. The spot that people just couldn't quickly rationalize, that sparked all warnings and hit the Fight or Flight response the hardest.

Orange and Ruby were an exception. His sister understood very well he wasn't human, she wasn't either and all Metaloids had the knowledge and access to the experience of facing it. Ruby on the other hand actually had something similar, she had managed the barest taps into her true nature and only made him become more interested in her.

He swiftly pulled back, his control as perfect as the clearest crystal. The Lie about the table breaking first, a small crack appearing on the material. But nowhere near close to the damage he had truly inflicted, if he had waited longer it would have not even been visible.

"I'm sorry for that, but maybe this way you won't freeze when faced with things from beyond."

"Well… wasn't that a Sucker Punch." Kukui mumbled, his open shirt soaked with sweat.

"It's impossible to explain, only first hand experience." He apologized and leaned back. "So how about you ask another question, we still have a lot of day time." He smiled warmly.

That seemed to do the trick as Kukui quickly started to ask questions more openly.
 
thanks for the chapter and for writing. for a sec there i thought he was going to kill team rocket

Nah, as much as they managed to tick him off, TR's Trio is mostly harmless from what he saw in their previous meeting and Lillie's comments about them.
Don't worry, there will be plenty of, justified, killing in the next World.
 
Chapter 18

Venturing the Worlds – 18


The rest of the week passed quite quickly, nothing large happened as far as Magnus cared. He mainly focused on hanging out with Ruby or training with her and Team Maus. The latter was especially effective for developing their team work.

It was also excellent training for him too, especially after he had made an interesting discovery about his Hyrule masks.

The masks had bonded with him in a different way to his weapons, they had become an extension of his knowledge, memories and experience. As he was effectively another species when using them while remaining himself, they were him too.

This had led him to try to use the Blue Flame clone technique in combination with the spell, it just felt right. It didn't want to work at first, there was some kind of inherent problem between the mask and the technique, he could certainly use it while using the mask. But it felt like that wasn't what he had to find.

As if he had two puzzle pieces from different games that still felt correct going together. It had been easily obvious he was missing something, some kind of connecting part. It had been obvious in hindsight, the clones were him, but not, very much a lie. A Lie between the pieces was all he had needed.

Of course finding the proper Lie had been a bit harder, he was messing with quite powerful magic in a way. The Lie he ended up using was based on his Mirror Moon technique, it was a reflection of himself.

Though in this case it was more akin to a shadow puppet show. He was the source of Light, the Masks were the puppets, and together they created the show.

The two pieces clicked perfectly once he had a third piece in-between them. The Rito mask slipped off his grasp, Darkness and Light coalesced behind it and he was suddenly standing in front of himself.

It felt very similar to Mirror Moon, but it was both less taxing and much easier to hold. He would go as far to say that with a bit of practice it could very much well be held constantly. He was both, the Lie holding quite easily in fact.

He observed himself, it felt right, he was both, he could see himself seeing himself.

He exchanged a grin with himself as he swiftly jumped back and took to the air, Deliver found itself to his claws as he used his beak to pull the string as Payload, the finished quiver produced a series of arrows.

At the same time he pulled Tenlight and his still unnamed shield, the rune strings sprung up to life and shielded him from the projectiles. The runes quickly cycling between elements to keep the ice, fire and lightning payload from hitting him. In a way he was cheating, it was impossible for him not to know what he would use next.

He responded to his own attack by swinging his blade, a fan of Light blades shot out, forcing him to swiftly dodge them. The air currents in the training room were practically under his control, making it easy to maintain the air-superiority as he unloaded shot after shot.

And since controlling two bodies was easy, two more masks shot out of his Inventory, the technique activated once per mask and he was suddenly in four places at the same time. His Goron self retrieved Graceful and his Zora the trident.

The four was actually taxing as he had never been so spread before, forcing him to slow down. While harder to maintain, the slower speed made the whole sparring session look more like he was practicing a choreography with himself.

The training room quickly changed to accommodate them all, the ceiling rose, a few connected pools formed on the floor and some rocky formations grew up. The varied environments allowed him to test his bodies for a few more minutes before he had to let go of the technique.

The three masks fell right into his inventory, he would look after them after a break. At the moment he felt as if he needed to recover from the experience. Thankfully it would only get easier from that moment on.

For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that his sister was having fun. Which certainly worried him a bit. His sister's sense of fun extended to some worrisome activities. Worrisome for everyone else involved, which meant he felt as if he was missing some good show.

They really needed to make contact with home, it would be nice to talk with them again, maybe meet in some World.



(Spoilers for Sakamoto Days)

Claire looked over her shoulder at the man reaching for Akira's tail, his body had become frozen completely as the fluids inside of him were completely under his control. She didn't feel like killing at the moment, instead flicking the right spots in his brain, erasing the last ten or so minutes of memories and knocking him out.

The JCC test for assassins felt like some silly rehash of those old animes some of his siblings watched, though the free fall when the plane broke had been quite the surprise. The most interesting thing so far had been the fat guy, 'Taro', and the young girl standing by her, Akira Akao.

He honestly wondered what the man was doing in the test, he was severely overqualified. Though the fact that the potent stench of blood hadn't washed off him proved that while he hadn't killed anyone recently, he had taken a lot of lives in the past. Made her realize there were multiple events going on at the same time, not just the test.

The girl on the other hand was the greenest possible newbie, Claire doubted she had ever killed an insect consciously. Unconsciously, on the other hand, the girl was a natural-born killer. It made her want to recruit the girl, even if just to have another person to talk with during some outings.

Her attention turned towards the fighting going on in the distance, it wasn't hard to follow the movements of every person on the island. Little bags of liquids moving around, it was actually harder to ignore them. Her attention stopped for a moment on the marionette, while the person was asleep, some pretty impressive tech had been equipped on their bodies to control them at a distance.

It made it a bit frustrating to have to ask June to look for the other end of the connection, that tech was a bit too worrisome. Especially because it allowed the person on the other side to effectively fight safely while exploiting the marionette's body way past its normal limits. Just the fact that it was killing some of the examiners quite easily was proof of it.

She didn't care too much, as long as the marionette didn't wander in her direction she would allow him to continue. As long as she passed she had carried her mission properly.

The bushes rustled and 'Taro' froze when a deer stepped out, his reaction made her turn ready, which caused the poor deer to freeze in the spot. She turned away when it became obvious it was a normal animal and didn't have any kind of explosive or trap inside.

It even relaxed enough for Akira to wander and pet it.

What really surprised her was the fact that Taro's relaxation only lasted for a moment before zipping out of the clearing, leaving her with the girl and the animal. Claire could track him heading directly in the direction of the fighting, impressing her quite a bit that no one was calling his paper-thin disguise.

"Where's Mr. Taro?" Akira asked.

"I think he saw one of the other groups." She answered and made sure the hanging ribbon was still holding in place.

"Oh… I wish I could be that good, but when I try to face another person I freeze up…" Akira complained.

"Hmm, that's okay, once you have some experience and improve on your courage you will do great." Claire offered with a warm smile. "I'm getting kinda hungry," the deer froze like a… well, deer in the headlights. But she ignored it, "would you like me to get some more fish?"

"Sure!" The girl didn't notice the animal by her side was going through its third near-death experience.

She smiled and got some of the fish living in the river by the clearing, all while the fighting continued by the beach. Maybe she would extend an invitation to this 'Taro', even as a teacher she was more than capable, and there must be a reason why he was keeping himself from killing.



A few weeks later, she was now standing inside the JCC school, it looked almost normal. With the exception of practically everyone in school being armed, the constant fighting going, in and outside of classes, the few murders happening in campus, the very silly mechanics they insisted on adding to everything. She wondered why these kinds of schools always tried to make it about points or some bullshit, it never helped.

Claire couldn't help but feel a little back at home at the highschool when comparing it to the one she had attended with her brothers. It had been deep in the supernatural of her mother's World, she had shared classes with dragons, pixies, assassins and many others.

She placed her hand on Akira's shoulder, she had found the girl panicking and had decided to take her under her wing.

"Claire!" The younger girl had practically screamed.

"Calm down, panicking will do you no good." She smiled and ruffled the girl's already messy head. "Breath in and count to three." Akira followed her instructions, practically deflating after exhaling.

"I'm sorry… it's just…" she grumbled, "I didn't expect to make it in."

"You've natural skill, you just need to panic a little less and get some experience under your belt." She offered her hand to help her up.

"Why are you being so kind to me?" She asked as she didn't let go of her hand.

"I would like to be your friend, I can see a lot of Potential in you." She answered honestly. "It costs me little to nothing to help you and in exchange I get a skilled partner if I need it."

"But I don't have any skill-" She started, but the words ended before she finished.

Claire kept a smile as she flung a coin, doing the initial hand movement slow enough for the girl's eyes to follow it. In an instant her head moved, her body reacting before her brain did and the metal disc impacted the idiot that had been trying to pick-pocket Akira's wallet.

"That's what I'm talking about." She said, "Come on, we've classes to attend, we better not get there late or I'm sure the teacher will single us out for some bullshit exercise."

"Will they really do that?"

"If they are anything like some of my old teachers, totally. Putting us against some teacher's assistant or using us for target practice." Claire said. "It's always the same thing with these kinds of schools."

"Really?" Akira asked and she nodded. "… why did you come then?"

"I won't lie and say it was only because I was bored." She quickly laughed at the girl's reaction. "But I also came because I heard a pretty interesting rumor about a database of graduates."

Claire raised an eyebrow when the girl froze, internally she smiled.

"… I'm here for that too, I want to find my aunt, Rion Akao." Her voice was soft.

"I will help you then, two people will be much easier than one." She smiled as they entered the class with the rest of the students.

Said class started quite mundanely until the new assistant entered. Claire had to crush a few sunken boats off the coast into soda can-sized balls to keep herself from laughing. On one hand the disguise was incredible, on the other Taro was dressed as a meek, Japanese housewife about a third or fourth his body mass.

All in all, classes went through quite mundanely. Weapon handling and shooting, history of assassins, JAA bureaucracy, and a few others. Most quite simple for her, and passed for Akira once Claire helped her relax a bit.

Finally came the hand-to-hand class. Apparently Aikido was a required course in the career, Claire could see why, the martial art was all about having no aggressive moves against your opponents. If there was no killing intent it was much harder to react.

Though it took her a moment to realize why everyone was looking away from the teacher. The assistant was eye-catching and quite boisterous, but the man was practically a baby compared to the composed woman by his side.

Okay, it wasn't as if the man wasn't skilled, there hadn't been one student capable of putting a hand on him even as he was blindfolded. But the woman by his side could most likely kill someone by just pushing them aside.

"Oh, ain't this an interesting class!" A young man approached them from behind. She recognized him from the test, apparently he was called Shin and if she remembered right, and she did, he had been one of those who had fought the Marionette and survived.

"Shin? What are you doing here?" Her friend asked.

"You're looking well, Akira, …and you too Claire." The second part sounded a bit less sure. She wondered if he found her off-putting because he could only hear the sound of the waves going inside of her head.

She chuckled as the kid quickly went ahead and confronted the teacher's assistant, easily trouncing him even when the man pulled a gun on Shin. Of course his victory was quickly thwarted when he called the actual teacher an aunty and got smacked around harder than a misbehaving son when his mother pulled the chancla.

Shin quickly revealed he was looking for the Database too.

"Honestly…" The woman mused, "If you're so determined to learn about the location of the Database, then see if you can score one hit on this retired old soldier."

She then handed Shin a permission to take a hit on her, it only lasted twenty four hours. Akira had leaned over his shoulder to look at the thing before flashing forward to try and hit the teacher. Of course failing too.

Claire felt tempted to give it a try too, for the camaraderie. But she didn't want to get the woman getting serious, there's bound to be collateral if they did.

Instead she picked the two kids and carried them to the infirmary.

"Why are you giggling?" Shin prompted as she threw him onto the bed. "It makes you pretty weird."

"Ah, it's just…" She smiled. "This treasure hunt just got very fun, I came thinking it would be looking around. But going against someone that skilled, I wonder how far Satoda Sensei can push me."

"Hmph! Like we need your help." Shin glared at her.

"Of course you do." She shot back. "I've seen people of her skill level, and I'm sorry to say. But you two will never manage anything alone."

Akira looked between them. "Claire, please don't fight with Mr. Shin."

"I'm not fighting, just giving him my honest opinion. He shouldn't let his ego stop him from accepting help." She shrugged. "But if he doesn't want to, I'll just try on my own."

"And what do you even know of fighting? You didn't kill one single person in the test, I checked!" He glared.

"I didn't kill anyone because I didn't feel like it." She leaned forward and even the light coming through the infirmary windows seemed to dim. "Believe me that I've no problems ending a life. The Ocean's very deep and very dark."

She then turned around. "Anyways, I'm hungry, I will see you in the cafeteria. I'm pretty sure the teacher should be there too." She suggested and headed out, it wasn't as if she couldn't keep an eye on the old woman while they were in the same building.

It didn't surprise her when the two tried to attack her while she was eating. In her opinion it was very rude, and completely useless as the woman handled them with kiddy gloves and still handed the pair their asses.

What surprised her was the fact that another kid using a curious invisibility tech had caught Akira and decided to join the two of them. She wondered if there were really that many people hunting for the Database.

She handed Akira a bottle of water as the girl rushed after Shin and Seba, the invisible tech kid. Instead she approached the old woman and sat in front of her.

"Could I join this little test?" She asked kindly.

Ms. Satoda looked at her. "What's someone like you doing here?"

"Getting my slice of entertainment and hunting for the Database rumor." She admitted.

The older woman grumbled and finished her meal. "If those kids manage to touch me without your active help you can hear when I tell them."

Claire pouted at that. "Okay, okay, I won't mess with things. It's been fun enough so far that I can play along those rules."

She finished her food, wondering why they thought the JCC bowl was bad, it had everything needed in a day of activity. But she also could eat the dirt and pavement, and get as much out of it.

She still decided to wander around the school until she noticed the three kids setting up an ambush in the covered basketball court. Claire had to whistle, impressed by their quick development, she may end inviting the three of them if they were this good. Though at the end the woman gave them the win, and some pointers too.

"Well! You students have put great effort! I suppose I should answer your question." The teacher said.

"Y-You mean…" Shin stumbled.

"Database, it's a certain person's nickname." She explained.

"Nickname?"

"Yes, more precisely," she smiled, "A classmate of mine with preternatural memory." Her words surprised the three of them, and made Clair grumble a bit, it meant she would have to copy a brain to get the info. Not the most troublesome, but she wasn't her brother. "He still works with me here at the school."

Claire mused on it, there was about half a dozen people the teacher's age. It wouldn't be hard to just copy the five people and just just check, or even just copy the one with the best memory. She bet it was the janitor, everyone missed them.

Of course that was when the alarms blared.

"CODE 37564 CODE 38564 THE SECURITY SYSTEM HAS BEEN FORCED TO SHUT DOWN."

She groaned. "Fucking- Of course it happens right now, and I bet they are after the Database too." She let out loudly, making everyone turn to her. "What? I've been here from the start."

She jumped over the edge and walked over to the teacher. "Okay teach, what's the protocol for this?"

Ms. Satoda turned to her. "If it's intruders then we deal with them."

Claire nodded and turned to the kids, Seba had disappeared somewhere. She could see him running towards the workshops, so she imagined he was grabbing some equipment. "Sounds good to me, you two, here." She threw them a bottle of water each. "Keep these on you."

"Ah! Thanks, I'm parched after that." Shin claimed as he opened the bottle, though the water inside didn't come out. "Hey! What the hell?!"

"It's not for drinking," she said, "it will keep you alive, tho. Consider it a personal charm." She then turned to the teacher. "Should we go? There's a strange man killing students."

The older woman glared at her, but didn't ask how she knew. Claire wondered what she thought she was doing to know. Still, she didn't say a word and started walking, in the right direction too.

They found the man, impressively without a drop of blood on him. Even when he reeked of it to her senses. He turned towards them and grumbled.

"Hmph, we don't need no extras." He said looking at her.

The comment made her smile, it wasn't a nice thing. "Please, I'm not the one being extra here. I leave that to my brother." Claire joked easily as she retrieved a bottle of water.

"Bah! You just don't fit in the kind of art I see!" He claimed magnanimously.

"It's okay, you don't need to see anymore." Claire said sweetly as she pulled a couple of water drops from said bottle.

The bottle may be a simple half a liter container. However the truth was there was around two thousand liters of water compressed inside. It could be easily used as a bludgeoning tool. But she didn't need to.

"I will show you what true art is!" He cried out.

"As an idiot once said." Claire grinned. "Art's an explosion."

She flicked both drops off and the man's head turned into mist, painting the hallway. She smiled and turned to the teacher. "Should we go?"

The woman huffed. "Let's go, maybe this will be done fast enough that I can finish with my paperwork before dinner."

Claire reached for the headless body, grabbing its shirt and dragging it behind her. "Just go, I will follow." She smiled beatifically, leaving no trail of blood behind.

They walked until they found the second intruder, Seba, one kid she didn't know and who she was pretty sure were the Janitor was standing in front of a weird guy.

"Hey! Are you the intruder?" Claire nonchalantly called out, causing the man to turn to her. "Is this your friend?" She threw the body over.

"You killed Kanaguri?" The man with the tattooed face asked. He then turned to the teacher standing by her side.

Ms. Satoda looked over to the janitor and exchanged a silent nod.

"Well, we discussed art, we disagreed, so I ended him." She replied easily.

"Oh! You showed him the truest kind of pain!" The madman exclaimed.

"Not really," she corrected him easily as she shrugged, "the brain simply can't react that fast. He literally was dead before he knew it."

For some reason that made the man's eye twitch.

She turned towards her teacher. "Any reason to keep the idiot alive?" She ignored him as he started to spout something about emotions, sensations and other blabber.

"Not really." Ms Satoda shook her head.

"Excellent, there's a move I've not tried in a while." She said and started to walk forward as Shin and Akira arrived panting.

"Claire, stop, that guy's one of Slur's underlings." Akira cried out.

"Pfft," she laughed, "Slur? Really? And who's this guy? Insult? Because he certainly is insulting my sense of sight by standing there." She pointed at him while turning towards her friend.

In an instant the man was in front of her. "I will show you things!" He started, arms coming down towards her.

But it was too late, her hand was on his chest, a feral grin on her lips. She may not have her brothers' fangs. But her gaze was the darkness of death. She said a single word.

"Pop." She popped her lips and the man did too.

His liquefied internals simply exploded out of his back, just a skeleton and a skin bag stood in place, along the front of his ruined clothes. Though only for an instant as they all just fell down, nothing holding them together anymore.

She quickly snatched the resulting soul, not as if anyone could see the act as she turned back to the rest and walked towards the janitor.

"Excuse me, Database?" She asked.

The man chuckled. "That's what some call me, yes." He replied wily.

"Excellent." She reached up and poked his forehead. "Boop."

With that she turned away. "Whelp, that was fun, time to head back now." She started to walk away before stopping and turning to Akire and Shin. "Keep those bottles with you, and here." She flung a couple contact cards. "Call me if you wanna hang out."

The two of them didn't wait, instead running after her as she left the scene of the murder.

"What was that?!" Shin screamed.

She decided to humor him. "Which part?"

"You just killed him with one hit!" He screamed.

"It was so cool!" Akira cried out.

"Teacher taught you about the Rotation Principle, right?" She answered. "Well, this is Resonance, hitting something the right way causes extreme and catastrophic failure. In layman's terms, I made all his fluids shred his soft tissue and achieve escape velocity out of his back."

Shin looked at the bottle he was holding, looking a bit afraid.

"Aw, come on, I won't kill you two so easily." She reassured them. And stopped when June came around the hallway. "Ah, perfect." She tapped the blank head he was holding, imprinting Database's memories.

The perfect tool to find the right people to replace. He nodded and left. Her little brother was always so helpful, now if he was a bit more talkative.

"Who was that? Why couldn't I read his mind?! Why can I only listen to the water when I read your mind?!" Shin looked absolutely lost.

"You should be careful when peeking at people's minds." She suggested. "You never know when you will find something that bites back." She grinned as they entered the classroom.

Even with all the chaos and panic of intruders, it seemed that everything had calmed down just as fast. She couldn't wait to see what happened next. Who knew, she may even learn something new!
 
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e had taken a lot of lives in the past. However the fact that it was still so potent indicated he had killed a lot before
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Though in this case it was more akin to a shadow puppet show. He was the source of Light, the Masks were the puppets, and together they created the show.
Now he just needs to make instruments for the other bodies and he can do the full Ballad of the Wind Fish performance.
 
Chapter 19

Venturing the Worlds – 19


The Greenhouse had changed considerably since Ruby had joined the crew.

Originally it had been a flat plane with a grid that expanded as far as the eye could see, with a similarly flat and empty blue sky and a constant light at all times. Each spot in the grid was a neat square of fertile ground and nothing else.

It had started to change first by the many samples that had been planted in the grid. It was mainly plants that had been acquired from Hyrule, along with a set of basic plants that had been stored in the ship to begin with.

It had changed further once Ruby had decided to take it in herself and invest a number of her Magends to run the area. With the addition of the day and night cycle in the ship, a fake sun had been added to the skybox of the Greenhouse along with a small weather pattern; basically shifting temperatures with the time of day.

She then decided that a flat plane of grass was just boring and decided to alter the Greenhouse with the addition of hills, valleys, artificial rivers and other similar geographical items. As some areas rose and others lowered, the temperature difference created wind currents.

Roads had been formed as a number of grid cells had merged into larger plots. As much as a single cell could provide for a type of crop, she could tell that some actually needed to be planted with other specimens. It was also great at breaking the artificial sensation of the grid.

With the introduction of a fake sun, a set of cardinal directions had been introduced. This had also led to weather changing depending on the axis you moved. Imitating a real world, weather was the hottest towards the center while it grew progressively colder the further North or South one moved. It wasn't as real, but heading East made the weather dryer, while West made it moister.

Ruby had been greatly surprised how flexible the interior of the ship actually was.

Orange had explained that this was because the ship's inside was technically its own World. It made sense in hindsight when one questioned how it flew through the Outside. She had also explained that this was attained by having constructed the outside of the ship with basically the same material that formed a World's overlay.

It was how the internals of the ship were so flexible, the ship was the World and in control of its insides. Each room was effectively a reality in itself, just small ones connected by the doors.

Their first stop had helped add a large number of plant samples, not just crops, but useful plants for her own experiments. This second stop had added a huge number of interesting samples, mainly the whole line of berries that grew in the World.

They had come perfect for her experiments.

A farmer, a druid, a botanist and finally a researcher Magened. It had started with one, then two, then three and the last one had come when it had become obvious she would need one focused on keeping tabs on the going-on inside the Greenhouse.

Controlling the amount of magic some of the plants were exposed was providing her with a lot of interesting mutations. While most mundane plants just died, the already magical plants were quite more flexible.

For example the Saffinas could easily shift in their variety given a small amount of magic and a different surrounding. Warm to Cold, or to Electric, or to some of the other variants she had discovered. Hard Saffina which increased defense, Fast Saffina which made one move faster, and finally Energetic Saffina which was akin to multiple shots of espresso or an energy drink.

Though some of the results weren't as useful straight away, the poisonous Hearty Radish, or Heartbreak Radish as she had gotten to call it, was very dangerous. The poison attacked the person's vitality, eating away at it until they died. Even if it was nullified, the damage would be hard to recover as the person would be required to recover said lost vitality.

Another type of extreme farming she was doing were the underwater cells. Which turned out to be quite fun to watch and provided a nice decoration as the cell's walls contained every drop of water, making them look like aquariums.

Watching the different kinds of algae floating back and forth was quite relaxing. And swimming through the plants were small, glowing constructs in the shape of fish. They were the same system that took care of most plants, just adapted for the different environment.

The programs took care of not just keeping the plants healthy by trimming the poor growths and acting like natural predators. But they also took care of the harvesting of the ready to pick seaweed and replant it.

With the addition of artificial water currents, the underwater plots appeared more like a look into an alien environment.

She grabbed the prepared and dried up nori, given the extremely controlled nature of the plots it needed minimum cleaning and could be used practically as is once it was harvested. She placed it into her inventory so her two Magends in the kitchen could retrieve the darkened sheets.

The rice was already prepared to perfection and the fish was cut too. She would request some fish to start a farm in the Greenhouse. Her druid Magend should be capable of taking care, though it may need some controlled breeding to make sure no problem arose, and maybe creating a veterinarian one too.

A quick spell rolled the nori before the knife Magnus had made for her sliced the sushi with some impressive perfection. She grated some actual wasabi root before pushing the finished dish over to Moisha.

"That looks very good." Romeo mused and the light purple-haired Wererat pushed his hand away.

"You asked for a burger, maybe ask for sushi next time." She said as she quickly dug into her dish with gusto.

"Stop fighting you two." Lydia grumbled as she finished her pizza before thanking her for the food and heading out.

Romeo and Moisha rushed shortly after her. The dishes didn't even need to be cleaned, the ship simply unmade everything, storing it back into energy and reproducing them. It felt very efficient and strangely decadent.

Her two Magends didn't remain in the kitchen all the time, they still had some freedom to come and go. When they weren't cooking or experimenting with ingredients she had found it interesting to visit a few restaurants over the world. She had found a recommendation for a Pokemon Gym Leader-owner restaurant, the most curious thing was that it wasn't a single gym leader but instead a set of triplets.

She finished cleaning the knife and put it away, thankfully Magnus' work didn't need resharpening. It did need her to ask him to create a cutting board that wouldn't be cut by it.

She marked the kitchen as closed before heading out. It wasn't like there wasn't plenty of prepared food in stasis from her idle time. If the restaurant turns out to be good enough, she may invite Magnus for a date in it.



Professor Kukui took a moment to sit on his chair and relax.

Most of his class was currently out and doing their own stuff. He only knew that Ash and Kiawe had been heading towards the beach to train with the former's newly captured Litten.

The young Pokemon had been a surprise, but apparently their sort-of guardian, an old and wizened Stoutland, had insisted the young one had a proper trainer. The dog had rejected getting captured and given its age Kukui could understand why. Though he had insisted both got a proper check up by the local Joy.

She had talked with him in private since the Stoutland was quite the stubborn one. In her words the dog was the healthiest specimen she had ever seen and would not be dying anytime soon, no matter what the old dog seemed to insist on.

At the end the Stoutland had become pretty much a chaperone for the group. Even if the Pokemon didn't belong to any of the trainers in specific. The old dog had also been a fantastic help in getting Lillie to overcome her fear of Pokemon, the young girl had managed to bond properly with her Vulpix and was doing great work with the old and patient dog.

His reminiscence was broken when his personal line rang, Kukui quickly fixed himself a bit before answering the call, a blonde woman appearing on the screen.

"Champion Cynthia, good morning, or would it be evening over there?" He quickly greeted her.

"It's indeed evening, and I've to say you're looking good, Professor." The woman answered with a kind smile.

"Thank you, I take this is not a pleasure call, what can I do for the Champion of the Sinnoh region?" He asked.

"Only partially, this is honestly an off-the-records call." She admitted. "Mainly because we have a lack of proper proof to release an official statement."

"Now you're worrying me, especially since our region rarely gets much interaction with the other regions given the ocean and the distance." He said as he rubbed his chin.

"It would hopefully be nothing, but I had a strange and slightly worrisome meeting." The woman let out a soft sigh. "It started about a week ago. I received a notice from one of the league-sponsored trainers that wander Mount Coronet and its surroundings. Since the incident with Team Galactic we've made sure to keep watchers in the area just in case."

Kukui listened to her talk, his hand reaching for a pen to write down that he should talk with the Kahunas about keeping an eye around the few important spots in the islands.

"We got word that some movement had been sighted in the area, so I decided to move and face the intruders myself."

"Wait, couldn't it have been some wild Pokemon?" He interrupted her.

"The Spear Pillar ruins aren't visited by Pokemon, they just keep away from the area of the ruins. From what I've discussed with some professionals, this may be an inherent quality of the ruins." The woman cleared her throat, looking a bit embarrassed from having gone on a tangent. "Anyways, when I arrived in the area I found a group of women studying the area. They were quite polite and explained what they were doing, they also lied. While they were apparently studying the space of the ruins, their actual objective had been to collect the remains of the Red Chain."

"I was pretty sure the report had said the Red Chain had been completely destroyed." Kukui pointed out.

Cynthia let out a soft sigh and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "By any and all means it should have been considered completely destroyed, the Red Chain was reduced to a fine sand. Any attempt to recover any significant part of it should have been large-scale and very obvious. Unfortunately it seems that magic was more than up to the task and a good amount of the artifact."

"That's worrisome, how about the people you found carrying the whole thing?" He quickly asked once she stopped talking.

"That's one of the biggest problems of a lack of clues. While originally I thought I had met some off-shoot of the Joy clan given the coloration and similarity of the women working in the ruin's grounds, later facts may point out to all of them being the actual person." She explained. "I still don't know how it can be, but I'm guessing interference from a powerful Fairy Type given the comments of my Pokemon. Though it could also be a Celebi messing with a single person's timeline to that extent."

"A Legendary being's involvement could certainly both explain things and complicate matters quite a bit." He offered. "Though I could see why you are telling me this, the Tapus are certainly quite active in Alola and everyone has one or two stories of at least having sighted them in their lives."

"That's why I initially decided to reach out to you when the theory came up." She admitted. "Celebi may be mostly known in the Johto region, but there's been sightings of them all over the world since forever, and given their powers it could always be the same Pokemon."

"Unfortunately I can't say I've ever been able to reach for Tapu Koko, they have always come to meet me. Best suggestion I can make is reaching for any kind of spot they are known to be worshiped. My knowledge of the Johto region may be out of date, but I remember Celebi having a shrine deep in the Ilex Forest." He said. "I don't know how useful it would be, or easy, but I can't think of any other place to reach for them."

"That's frustrating, as the Champion I won't be able to just visit another region without a good reason, or at least do so quickly." She sighed. "I will have to continue looking for answers. Just in case keep an eye out for a young woman of average height and pink hair, she looks similar to a Nurse Joy, but most Pokemon read her as a Fairy Type."

Kukui nodded before freezing, there was someone that fit that description. And unfortunately for him, this fact hadn't gone missing by the Champion.

"You are thinking about someone." She pointedly said.

"There may be someone, though I've not seen them do anything worrisome except besides the company they keep." He half-admitted.

Cynthia looked at him expectantly.

"I met her companion first, he's an interesting and curious young man. I only met her for a short moment during our second meeting, so I can't say much of her."

"That's slightly more and less worrisome. What can you tell me about them?"

"I will say that I don't know how true what they told me is, but I will try to keep an unbiased opinion." He said. "Her name is Ruby Summoner and his Magnus Traveler. They aren't from around here as I've word from Tapu Koko that they asked Rayquaza for permission to park their ship."

"Excuse me," Cynthia looked confused, "but aliens?"

"Yes and no, from what Magnus explained, they come from an alternate version of the world. They have been traveling a while and they are here just for a break, though if they are the same person I don't think they were telling the entire truth." He said.

"She did have profound knowledge of the workings of the space fabric, being able to describe quite well some of the events I could observe myself while not actually being there." She thought out loud. "I may need to visit your region."

"Please don't rush about it, with a bit of luck they will have already left and I won't have to deal with an international incident between some alien being and a foreign Champion." He said dryly.

"Luckily for you, I am pretty busy. But I will make some time and message you before leaving. Hopefully the league won't drop another incident anytime soon, the region has been pretty calm after the last one, let's hope it stays that way." She half-complained.

"Please, take your time." He repeated, making her laugh and apologize for having to cut it short since she had barely managed to make time in her schedule to make the call.

He leaned back on his chair and sighed, while he had revealed the existence of Magnus, there had been one detail he had left out. Between the first and second meeting with the man, there had been one change, a beautiful tattoo on his left arm made in some of the richest red he had ever seen.

One that was incredibly eye-catching in the fact it was so life-like it almost seemed to move. It grew from another tattoo, one that while simpler, carried a sensation he had only felt when studying Unowns and their ruins. Curious connection given the ruins in the Johto region.

He had also not mentioned Magnus' strange nature, though it surprised him only a bit to hear Ruby had her own strange qualities. The thought that they fit well together made his mind wander over to another professor.

After a bit he got up and walked outside, he was wondering what the kids were up to, it shouldn't be too hard to find them over on the beach. Hopefully they hadn't started any big problems.



Magnus' hammer came down, sparks of molten dross and power sparked off the blade he was working on. Each movement was a step in a dance, part of a massive play that had to be just perfect; there was zero tolerance for error.

The hammer came down, beating the metal with a rhythm only he could listen to, a meticulous instrument that required a hundred and ten percent of his attention. Each hit of the tool instilled a shape, a meaning, a goal and an understanding into the weapon.

The blade he was working on would go past just being a weapon. The straight, double-edged blade had had a name even before he had started to work. Gentle Lie.

It was a name that had existed in him, a name buried in his own domain. It could go by other names: White Lie, False Light, Untruth. All fit it, but not as much as the name it already had.

He had used an ingot of Blank Metal, it was one of the few that were stored in the ship. It was more of a concept than a material, metal for forming. But it lacked everything else, it wasn't made of an element, it carried no element, it had no nature on itself. It had been stored in a special container that kept it from touching anything, and the moment he had pulled it out his time had started to run out.

He had fed Lie into it until it nearly stopped existing before bonding it with the Red Sand; it gave the Lie weight and a connection to him; enough to force it to remain.

It took all of his attention, all of his perks, and all of his intuition to know how to shape the metal. And that's what he was doing. Hit after hit, the blade lengthened, sharpened, took a life of its own.

A straight blade, delicate, slightly flexible with an unsuspectingly sharp edge. Shaping it was an experience, he could feel a new Perk practically act through his body even before he finished the blade, just the act of starting the forge had been enough to achieve the necessary requirements.

One last hammer blow and all impurities flew off the blade, power snapping into place and all heat simply disappearing. As if it had been a lie, as if it had never been hot at all.

The hammer practically broke apart, its duty fulfilled. He picked the blade and gave it an appreciative look. It was deceptively light and just as sharp. He carefully etched his crest on the blade's base before fixing the handle to it.

Gentle Lie's blade had a slight red sheen to it, an obvious mark from the Red Sand used in its production. But its color was as deceptive as the rest of it.

He eyed the finished product before placing a log on a stool.

A testing swing of the blade and nothing happened, the blade just went through the piece of wood. The attack a lie.

He cut the log horizontally, a moment later it fell down, cut vertically. A small Lie to change the angle had been especially easy. It should be quite easy to use against any target. A quick look at the split log and they fell down into tiny pieces. A much larger Lie as he hadn't even swung the blade. This one would be much easier to apply on a target, most people would call out the Lie.

He cleaned the small mess and put the blade away before turning to the other ingot of Blank Metal. The sibling sword would need to be made too, just as Gentle Lie had always existed even before he gave it shape, Hard Truth already existed.

There would be hardly anything nice about that blade, he could already see its shape even before forging it. While Gentle Lie was delicate and deceptive, Hard Truth would be heavy and overbearing. There's little as destructive as the Hard Truth used correctly. Its damage would be hard to counteract and True death would be carried by its edge. One would have to be extremely self-delusional to not be affected by it.

Unfortunately the two swords would be hard to practice with, properly using them would need targets that could react and reject them. Maybe he would ask Orange to pick a World where he could go hunting properly. Plus it would be nice to get some monster parts to experiment too.

Their current World just wasn't the right one, as dangerous Pokemon could be, people rarely died in the wild outside of accidents or collateral damage. Most Pokemon were smart enough to accept people retreating and the truly dangerous ones were nowhere close to anywhere where someone without a good team would hang out.

It wasn't like people didn't die from Pokemon attacks, but it was about one in five deaths in the wild, the other four being people poorly prepared for their situations or accidents; mainly natural disasters. Maybe it was because Humans were just hardier in this World, outside of rare circumstances most could easily survive a Pokemon's attack and quite the extensive abuse.

He had had Orange check on Team Rocket after he sent them flying off, the trio had landed quite roughly. But they hadn't gotten more than a bit scuffed and a few bruises that were healed over the next few hours.

Humans got bitten, shocked, poisoned, mind scrambled, possessed, befuddled, drowned, pelted, whipped and many other things in the daily and most barely considered it more than commonplace when dealing with Pokemon in the day to day.

And it wasn't as if they didn't hit back, there were plenty of people who could fight Pokemon one on one. Fighting type trainers between the more common examples, this was mainly from the use of Aura from the papers and studies he had checked.

He would need to look further into it, Aura was quite an interesting thing. Similar to many other Worlds, Aura was basically an expression of the user's life force, this was why it was present in Fighting type trainers as most of them tended to train their bodies along with their Pokemon. Aura had a few other properties, like the ability to communicate past the language barrier as Auras touched to communicate intent and thought.

It wasn't the only ability Humans could possess that put them at the level of Pokemons: psychics, spiritists, magic-users, chosen ones, etcetera… It certainly gave plenty of ground to the theory that Humans were just another kind of Pokemon.

He wasn't a complete believer of the theory, mainly given the existence of Humans in other Worlds. But he would believe Arceus had made this version much stronger and just gave them type-like abilities.

It could also be just the adaptive nature of humans in such an energy-rich environment. Practically every Pokemon exuded power into the air, from the smaller Caterpie to the massive Rayquaza. Which led to explaining how many Pokemon could practically create matter for many of their attacks.

For example a Squirtle could generate dozens if not hundreds of times their body mass in water if they were healthy and well trained. While tiring, there were a few studies about how Pokemon could absorb some of the ambient power. The only thing that stumped him was that he couldn't find where all the extra mass created each time one of these attacks were used went.

Since he hadn't found any theory about it, he had developed his own. While simple, the idea that the excess slowly moved to the Distortion World, the reflection of the material world. It wouldn't surprise him if it decomposed back into energy over there and seeped back into the material world.

He would need to observe and study some Pokemon. Who knew if it could even lead to him discovering something useful.
 
Chapter 20

Venturing the Worlds – 20


The mind is a strange place, and Magnus' was certainly above the rest. There are times that thoughts bore deep and take root, remaining inside no matter what one does. For him it was the existence of his two recently finished weapons.

Even after a week and a day, both had become a constant companion to his thoughts, like two silent advisors who still provided their thoughts about the matters at hand. The two had already surpassed whatever understanding his previous weapon had already developed in just a few days.

It had worried him a bit at first, but the other weapons had instead become subordinate to the pair. He could feel the bonds expanding from the two towards the other eight weapons.

Thankfully the sensation of Gentle Lie and Hard Truth looking over his shoulder wasn't overbearing. Even when Hard Truth had ended up with a wicked look. The heavy broadsword's edge wasn't straight, instead it spiked out to provide a harder bite. Truth sure liked to sink in its teeth and not let go.

Once more both blades were looking over his shoulder, thankfully this didn't bother him as much as the strange situation he had ended. Funnily enough, he wasn't the center of the situation.

His girlfriend had been 'recruited' by the local Fairy type Legendaries. The four Tapus had somehow coaxed her into cooking a whole feast for them. He had asked, but she insisted that it was okay and they would pay her for the job. It was good to hear they at least had some manners.

Thankfully the Long Fortune's production capabilities were more than up to the task of producing the necessary kitchen appliances and all that was necessary to power them in the middle of the jungle. He was pretty sure Tapu Lele, the Psychic type of the quartet, was to blame for them knowing Ruby was such a capable chef and had access to prime ingredients produced in the Greenhouse.

How they had been able to look into the Long Fortune to discover it just eluded him.

Magnus wasn't staying still, even as Ruby had four Magends working, he was still filling the role of sous chef for her. The whole situation was turning out to be more fun than he expected. He also enjoyed watching Ruby work, half a dozen Magends and they didn't even come close to grazing each other as they ran around the open kitchen area.

He felt a shiver, a strangely familiar reaction when space buckled. He had wondered why the Tapus had asked for so much food, it was obvious in hindsight that they wouldn't be the only ones eating it.

Five Psychic types were suddenly there, each one of them a Legendary too. One of them was very familiar to him, the small, pink figure with a long, bobbing tail zipped from the spot they had arrived to his side. Thankfully there wasn't an iota of hostility as they invaded their personal space and looked up to him with large, cerulean eyes.

"You smell like me, but it's not you!" The voice was completely neutral in gender, and practically blasted him with glee and cheerful curiosity.

Before he could even react the largest Psychic type of the group reached for the Mew's scruff and dragged them back. Mewtwo carried themselves well, but Magnus could see a bit of an awkward embarrassment wafting off his psychic energy.

"Please, behave." Their voice begged for it, already done with the energetic Legendary.

"But they smell like a Mew! I thought I knew all of the Mews in the world!" They insisted.

The remaining three Psychic types approached him a bit more respectfully. Uxie, Mesprit and Azelf, also known as the Lake Guardians.

"You carry great knowledge in you, even more than you have actual access to." Uxie observed him, their eyes still closed.

"You aren't afraid to show your emotions!" Mesprit let out energetically.

"And you've shown great Courage in facing the unknown." Azelf praised.

Three Psychic types exchanged a look. "We like you, you can keep the remains of the Red Chain." They spoke with one voice before heading towards the served table.

He felt a small weight on his shoulder and turned to find Mew just sitting there.

"It's pretty rare that the three of them find someone they accept like that." They cheerfully noted. Magnus didn't miss the look Mewtwo was giving the smaller Legendary.

"I'm glad they allowed me to keep the Red Sand, I've used it in a lot of things, removing it would be pretty hard." He said.

"Will you tell me why you smell like a Mew?" They insisted, gently.

He thought about it for a moment, he could certainly explain the whole thing. But it was much easier if he just focused on his father and his two siblings before allowing Mew to peer at his memories.

Mewtwo just sighed, he wondered why the genetically engineered Pokemon kept insisting on acting properly when they were obviously dragged around by Mew when the small and old Legendary fancied it.

"Oh!" Mew cheerfully screamed before flying off.

The display of psychic power was something special, he wondered how many people could actually understand the amount of skill and power the small Legendary used when moving around.

"Your dad's like my dad, and your brother's like me… in a way." They laughed. "But you're also like Mewtwo too!"

The mentioned Psychic turned surprised, though instead of answering Mew flew to their side and shared a soft forehead touch to share the memories. The Pokemon's look towards him seemed to change slightly, he could almost see a hint of envy; which surprised him given the control they had over their own emotions.

Mew flew over to Ruby. "And what about you, pretty lady with the hair of the best color?"

She laughed softly. "I was created too," she replied honestly, not hiding it, "but I can't tell much of my past. I awoke once in a very bad place, and I suffered there until Magnus saved me and took me with him."

"May I?" Their voice softened as Mew reached for her forehead.

Ruby silently nodded and closed her eyes, allowing the small powerhouse to peer into her memories. Mew quickly proceeded to hug her head, stroking her hair gently and whispering with her psychic speech in such a way he couldn't really overhear.

There was a silent conversation between them and Mewtwo, and he wouldn't be surprised if the Legendary didn't share some experiences with his girlfriend.

Still, all the socializing had happened over a few minutes, and there was a much more important matter at hand, food.

Most maintained quite the decorum when eating. Most was the four Tapus, the three Lake Guardians,and even Mewtwo ate calmly, enjoying the food in a very human way; most likely a remnant of his early raising.

Mew had simply dove face first into the largest cake Ruby had made. The small pink cat had disappeared inside the cartoonishly large pink cake and hadn't been seen again until the whole thing collapsed in.

It had been very obvious they had used their psychic powers to support the cake's outside while they voraciously devoured every bit inside. They looked very happy and fulfilled, while also not looking even a bit bloated after consuming multiple times their body mass in cake.

And it didn't even end with the largest cake that may have as well been just a prop. The small Legendary had a sweet tooth an ocean's wide. Most of the other desserts and sweet dishes devoured just as quickly.

Thankfully Ruby and him quickly got into preparing more for the rest of the Pokemon until even Mew couldn't eat another bite.

"Thank you for the food." Mewtwo spoke, their voice was quite masculine and collected. But there was a sense of satisfaction coming off him.

Made him wonder if the Pokemon knew they were that obvious with their emotions. Something told him that Mew was most definitely related to that, the pink cat had given more than a few commentaries during the meal towards them about relaxing and enjoying the food.

"It wasn't a problem." Ruby thanked him. "It was actually quite fun to do."

"Still, not many can remain unfazed when dealing with…" They eyed Mew, the Legendary giving them a lazy wave. "They did communicate to me what you went through…"

And with that Magnus turned his attention away, it was definitely quite personal from them to share and he had only been overhearing. Instead he approached Mew as the Psychic type gestured to him to approach them.

"You're a good person."

He shrugged. "I just do what comes natural to me." He said honestly.

Mew nodded. "I wish you would stay for longer, but I can see you're already looking ahead." The playfulness in Mew's tone was replaced by something older, wiser, more mature. "Don't act surprised, I am my father's first child. Though a few others are older than me given their nature and retroactive creation, it doesn't deny the fact that I've lived a very long time." They laughed softly.

He laughed awkwardly, Mew's personality wasn't a Lie, it was the Truth, though this was also the Truth. Beings were multifaceted after all.

"Traveler's a very fitting title for you. Unfortunately I can't see anything about your future after you leave this World, so I can't act all wise about your future actions. But I can do this." They reached and booped his nose.

He felt two pieces of knowledge slide into his always growing collection. One was the full nature of Evolution Stones, enough that he may be able to work with Ruby towards the artificial creation of them; maybe even the creation of a few nonexistent ones too. The other was the creation of Z-Crystals, which was similarly interesting. However it would be much harder to use as he was the only Pokemon around.

That didn't mean he couldn't use it in some interesting ways, his knowledge of enchanting did light up some of the theories and paradigms that could lead to something workable.

"Thank you."

"It's nothing, just some old memories." Mew waved it off. "Just another bit of a World going with you, try to come back in the future, I want to see what that grows into."

Magnus nodded, he had liked this World, it was fun and relaxing, he would return in the future if possible. Orange had already set up a buoy outside.

"It's still more than I had before, and I will never not be grateful for new knowledge." He said.

He then suddenly got an idea, there was a way he could show his gratitude for it.

He retrieved a bit of gold, easily heating it up in his hand and molding the soft material. He ignored the few eyes on him as he worked, instead mumbling some words of concentration as his fingers worked the golden metal like soft clay. He used palm, finger, claw and magic to shape, etch and enchant the object.

Finally magic poured into it and the gold band snapped into its final shape. Engraved on it, written in Unowns, was the word PEACE. Funnily enough, you could only see the P until you started to turn the band, and this was for any observer.

It was also interestingly low-key for having been made of gold, and tough enough to handle a lot of abuse. Mew took it with glee and slid it over their puffy tail, letting it hang halfway down their tail, held there by magic.

It didn't do much outside of that, only project a small aura of calm and peace to the surroundings of the wearer.

"I love it, thank you!" Mew chirped excitedly as they floated around, following the shiny attached to their tail. Then they stopped and looked towards them. "And I know just the prank to celebrate it, don't worry, you'll have already left by then." They said conspiratorially.

Mewtwo let out a tired sigh as the other Legendaries giggled.

A very fey mood had taken Mew, because the psychic had decided to regale all of them with ancient stories and legends. He was pretty sure historians would salivate at hearing even one of them. Though the fact that over two thirds of them were basically 'and that's why I pranked them' would dishearten more than one of them of their image on Legendary Pokemon.

After a few hours the Legendaries had to go, the Lake Guardians were the first to disappear, giving them a heartfelt thank you for their time and effort before disappearing in a Teleport. The four Tapus thanked them in their silent way before three headed back to their respective islands while Tapu Koko disappeared back into the jungle.

Finally it was time for the oldest and youngest of the guests to leave.

"It was great meeting you two." Mew spoke calmly, but they certainly still acted energetically as the small cat gave a hug to both.

"Don't worry, we'll come back." He said.

"And who knows what kind of sweets I will be able to prepare then." Ruby added, gaining some kind of life-long appreciation from the Legendary.

"Please, don't encourage them." Mewtwo sighed, but there was no hostility there. Just a bit of familiar needling. They had shown to not be a total sourpuss at least.

The two disappeared with something that definitely wasn't a Teleport, leaving the two of them alone.

"That was fun." He said as the Forge Ants stepped out of his inventory to pick up all the kitchen appliances, they would be fed back into the ship to save up on space.

"Yes. I really like cooking for others, it's always nice to see them enjoying the food I prepare." She spoke as he leaned against her side.

"You were great back there, a total pleasure to watch work." He praised her, causing Ruby to blush.

"Like it's not the same when you get in the zone." She easily replied as the two headed through one of the golden portals towards the ship.

Orange turned towards them, giving him a quick disgust look, though it was obviously a joke since he replied with a tongue out.

"Hope you had fun, Team Maus' already back and ready to depart." Orange announced.

"Good to hear." Magnus took one of the bridge's chairs as Ruby took the one next to him. "Any idea of where we're going next?"

"Nope!" Orange claimed happily. "I tried to use a few of the drones to explore the Outside, but they found nothing close, so it'll be a few days once we leave."

"Hope you had fun with the world." He said.

"You know me so well, brother." She joked. "Just the usual thwarting of plans and deviation of funds."

Ruby let out a polite laugh.

"Okay, everything's in order, I'm notifying Team Maus and getting ready to leave the World in three, two, one-"

The World's barrier softened and the ship crossed it, effectively leaving the World to places unknown for those inside. Just like when they arrived, this wasn't lost on a number of observers. But seeing nothing else happening, they quickly went back to their business.

All except for two, one could almost see a little thread still connecting them to one of those in the ship. A promise of return.

Another, in a much higher seat, observed how the ship left the World and traveled the Outside. It made them ponder, but they didn't act. If anything, their World had been enriched by this visit.

The few Unowns observing closed their eyes and Arceus' attention wandered back to his own matters. Fate had a funny tendency to get out of control if they weren't keeping it under watch after all.

They still turned towards a series of islands and one of their children. While they weren't a prankster, the God Creator certainly enjoyed a bit of humor from time to time.



Cynthia walked out of the airport and took a moment to enjoy the view. She had changed her normal and well-known black clothes for a much lighter white set of clothes fit for the tropical weather.

It had taken some time to clear her work load enough that she could take her vacation days and not expect to return to a region on fire.

"Good morning, Champion."

She turned to the source of the voice. "Professor Kukui, quite a surprise to see you being my welcoming committee." She joked. "And please, right now I'm on vacation, so call me Cynthia."

"Then please call me Kukui." He smiled and walked with her as they left the airport. "I assume you came looking for the mysterious woman?"

"Yes, though I won't deny I do need some r and r." She smiled before releasing her Lucario who shook their head.

"Just a tip, you won't be able to find them unless they let themselves be found." Kukui offered. "I tried."

"Worst comes to pass, I will just enjoy some time off with my Pokemon." She stated with a smile as she caught something in the corner of her eye.

Her reaction wasn't missed by the professor who turned to look in the same direction as her. A familiar, pink-haired woman was leaning over a railing, facing away from them.

She rushed over. "Excuse me." She quickly called out.

The woman turned to look at her and Cynthia couldn't believe she had found her so quickly.

"You arrived too late." The familiar sensation of Psychic Type's speech entered her mind and before her eyes the figure of the woman popped like a soap balloon.

In their place there was now a small, pink feline, large eyes looking into hers before a childish giggle filled her mind.

"Better luck next time!" Mew said before zipping away from the spot they had been floating on. Fast enough that she almost missed the bit of gold hanging from their tail.

"That… that was definitely not what I expected to happen when coming here." Cynthia admitted.

Kukui covered his mouth, trying not to laugh.

She then sighed. "Okay, with that done it seems that I've my schedule free, I think I could use some relaxation after meeting a Legendary out in the open."

"Welcome to Alola, they truly wander around in the open sometimes." Kukui said in good humor.

She just shook her head, at least she now could relax without many worries, hopefully.



Once more things fell into a routine at the ship.

Though that didn't mean some things didn't advance inside the Long Fortune. Team Maus had taken well to the relaxation and the amount of freedom Magnus and Orange provided to the trio.

Each had thankfully kept from getting into much trouble outside of some pranks and fun they had at other people's expenses. They also acted a bit more individually, enjoying some time away from the other two during.

They had even taken to personal hobbies, besides training that is. Which was all good in Magnus' opinion.

On the other hand, Magnus and Ruby had been overtaking a large project together. They had started to develop a large magical array that concentrated energy and dyed it of a particular element before solidifying it into an Evolution stone.

Of course they hadn't had much trouble on managing to make the first one, the bad news was that it was huge. As in actually uselessly big and requiring too many Magends to activate and manage properly.

In a way, this was good as it meant they had a nice project to work on together as they advanced towards their next, unknown World.

Though nothing had been as surprising as when Orange had announced they had gotten a message from home. The fact that it was a message and not a call showed just how far they had ended.

"Magnus, congratulations on surviving." The image of his father said, very much in jest. He hoped. "First of all, it's great to hear from you, just keep in mind that only about fifteen months have passed for us while you should be approaching your twenty-first birthday. Your mothers send their best wishes, though I imagine they will talk with you in their own recordings."

He smiled, it was nice to hear his father once more. His old man ran through a few interesting bits that had happened after he left, thankfully most had been pretty calm outside of the monthly idiot trying to win a Darwin's Award.

His dad's Earth wasn't a utopia, yet. Though he doubted it would ever reach that point, his siblings had been working for decades into improving the situation. Unfortunately there were still too many old people entrenched in their ways. Their power had been reduced to almost nothing and the youngest generation was mostly enjoying the prosperity and ignoring them, didn't mean they weren't being a nuisance from time to time.

Her mom's world, on the other hand, was in a constant state of chaos and change. It was practically impossible to put any kind of order in it. Heroes, villains, champions, chosen ones, mad scientists, geniuses, etcetera, the world just produced them by the dozen.

"In other news, with your message we have also managed to get an idea of where you are, this means we've started to plot the Outside in your direction. Hopefully we'll manage to establish a solid channel of communication in the short order." His father explained.

He was certainly understating what it meant if that channel was established, it would also make it so much easier to travel back and forth, just like they had done with the buoys in the last few Worlds. It could cut travel time as much as down to a tenth.

"Your siblings have also decided to head out, so they may catch you somewhere in the middle, though I can't say if they will get distracted somewhere." Rick said. "Though both of them still have a few things to finish here, they will most likely have already left by the time you receive this message."

He would like that, especially if it meant throwing Team Maus at his sister for a while, he wasn't mean enough to throw them to his brother.

"Finally," his father said after a while of talking, "with your birthday incoming I decided to send an upgrade for the Long Fortune. Orange noted that you and your girlfriend have been enjoying the greenhouse quite a lot, so it should now be able to continue growing and develop into a proper living World. All functions of the Greenhouse will remain, but you should be able to introduce larger and more extreme biomes from now on, alter gravity, time to an extent and even the composition of the elements in certain areas. This means you will be able to experiment more with plants and such. I've to admit it's never been a field I explored as much as I should and most of the time I simply set things up and watched them develop."

"Well, that will be an interesting change." He ignored the implications of his father's gift when it was Ruby who used the Greenhouse much more than he did. He would still thank him.

He would have to see how things changed, he also wondered how long until they reached their next World. Something told him it would be a fun one.
 
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