Unfortunatley, it will still be a while before we return to the two escapees. Hope you all can wait for it!
The Downside of Not Having Arms
High atop the Capitol building, the tyrant of the Core was surveying his territory. Rayquaza, after being freed mysteriously from his earthy prison, had easily overtaken the city of the Core, and its leaders and army were on his side, too. The townsfolk were nowhere to be seen. All had been taken by the army. All looked bleak in this darkened world.
"Sir, there are intruders in the tunnels."
"No, we don't know where they came from."
"Well, that's true."
"Yes. Our only possible explanation is that they did indeed come from the surface world."
"Of course, sir. We'll send out an ambush party immediately."
Rampardos and Bastiodon turned away from Rayquaza and marched back inside the Capitol building. Their soldiers, all Cranidos and Shieldon, were filling the enormous stone tower, doing every job imaginable. Like slaves, they did all the dirty work that their leaders would have had to do otherwise.
"Listen up, boys!"
The group of soldiers in front of Rampardos looked up at the sound of his voice. The Cranidos all saluted, but the Shieldon were only able to gaze respectfully. (Yet another one of the downsides of not having arms.)
Bastiodon stepped up beside his partner. "We've got some intruders, boys!"
"And you know what we do with intruders, right?"
None of the soldiers answered. They all looked at the ground, avoiding the gazes of their bosses.
Bastiodon sighed. "What is it?"
"Er, well, sir," one particularly brave Cranidos stuttered. He shuffled his feet nervously. "Sir, we've never had an intruder."
An adjacent Shieldon nodded. "Yeah, we've never had an intruder. How are we supposed to know what to do?"
Rampardos growled, causing all of the soldierse to flinch back. "Just go get them! Annihilate them!"
"Sir yes sir!" The fossil Pokemon all turned and rushed off into the next room over.
"The exit's the other way!" Bastiodon screamed in frustration.
The soldiers all reappeared, sprinting back across the room and down the stone stairs.
"We are surrounded by idiots," Rampardos sighed.
Slowly, cautiously, a Cranidos poked its head back into the room. "Now what?" Bastiodon snarled.
"Er, you didn't tell us where the intruders are, sir."
"Just storm the tunnels! Anything you find, destroy! It's that simple!" Rampardos's voice shook the room.
"Of course sir! Sorry sir! On our way sir!" the Cranidos squeaked pitifully before stumbling back down the stairs.
After it was gone, the two lieutenants turned to each other. "It's so hard to find good help these days," Rampardos complained.
"Tell me about it!"
"We should have just done this personally. Then we know we'd get the job done."
"Well, we don't need to go and get our hands dirty. We can just coach from the sidelines."
"You don't even have hands."
"It's a figure of speech!"
Rampardos and Bastiodon froze at the sound of the roar. The entire Capitol building rumbled, sending small chunks of stone falling from the ceiling. "Sorry, Master Rayquaza, so sorry!" Rampardos apologized profusely. He was five floors below the serpentine tyrant, but he knew that the Pokemon could hear everything in the building. He was sure it could probably see everything in the building too.
"Yes, Master Rayquaza, so sorry!" Bastiodon howled. "We'll be quiet, we promise!"
Finally, the earth-shaking bellow subsided. All was calm, but the echoes of the sound could still be heard bouncing around the chamber housing the city. The Core was alive with the scream of the tyrant.
Piplup shuddered as the last, quiet echoes of the roar of some monstrous beast bounced down the tunnel. "Wh-what was that?"
"I'm sure we'll find out soon enough," Grovyle muttered. "The Wheel of Time lies deep within the Core. I doubt we're even halfway there."
"Yes, I'm sure of it," Dusknoir nodded grimly. "We'll have plenty of challenges along the way."
Chimchar shivered. "What kind of challenges?"
Dusknoir shrugged. "Who knows? It may be swarms of Ariados, or killer Beedril. Maybe bottomless pits or rivers of lava. We might even have to face monsters along the way."
"Yes Chimchar, monsters. You remember what the legends say. Almost all sources of information report that the Core is guarded by a tremendous monster." Grovyle frowned. It's a wonder we haven't encountered it yet."
Dusknoir straightened. "Speaking of such, we should probably make sure that we're not walking right to the monster. I'll scout ahead to make sure we're not walking to our deaths."
"I'll go with you." Grovyle stepped up beside Dusknoir. "We have no idea what lies ahead. If you get attacked, we don't want you to be on your own."
"Pah!" Dusknoir waved Grovyle off. "I can handle myself perfectly well, you know that!"
Grovyle shook his head. "We have no idea what all we might find down here. We could be overpowered easiliy."
Dusknoir sighed. "If you insist on accompanying me, I guess I can't stop you. But Piplup, Chimchar, you two have to stay here."
"What?" Piplup growled. "But what if you guys get in trouble?"
"The only reason we're going ahead is to scout to make sure it's safe for all of us to go," Grovyle explained. "If we all go, that completely eliminates the purpose."
Chimchar shrugged. "He's got a point."
"Fine," Piplup agreed. "But if you guys don't come back within a half hour, we're coming after you."
"Sounds fair," Dusknoir nodded. "And if we find anything bad, we run as fast as we can back here so that we can all fight it."
Grovyle grabbed Dusknoir by the shoulder and dragged him further down the tunnel. "Come on, we should make this quick."
Even after the two were gone, Piplup and Chimchar remained silent. There just didn't seem to be much to talk about.
"So, uh." Chimchar tried to think of something to say. "Wonderful weather we're having."
"I still don't trust Dusknoir."
"That was random."
"No, I'm serious. The way he was trying to go off on his own at first was weird. It was like he had somewhere to be. Maybe he's trying to set a trap."
"Piplup, what possible reason would he have for that?"
"Well, Grovyle obviously trusts him."
"We trusted Dusknoir before, too."
"But then he tried to kill us."
"Well, Grovyle wouldn't trust him without reason."
"But maybe it's a false reason."
"You're getting paranoid."
"Besides, if Dusknoir was still an evil Pokemon, why would he have been brought back to life in the new future?"
"Maybe all of the Pokemon were brought back to life and Grovyle and Celebi just hadn't met any others yet."
"Grovyle said that Dusknoir saved him and Celebi and fought alongside them."
"He could have had his own reasons."
"Grovyle said that Dialga had said that they were all reborn in the new future because of 'a being on a higher tier even than himself.' Wouldn't this higher being have known if Dusknoir was an evil Pokemon? Wouldn't it have just left him in the Dark Future to be erased from existance?"
"Got ya there, didn't I?"
"...Wait, do you feel that?"
Chimchar frowned and focused hard. "No. What am I supposed to feel?"
Piplup layed flat on the ground, his head pressed to the earth. "There! I can feel vibrations in the ground!"
"Vibrations?" Chimchar did the same as Piplup, pressing his ear to the ground. "Oh! I can feel them! What do they mean?"
"I think it means..." Piplup trailed off.
Chimchar was leaping up and down in the air now. "Tell me, tell me!"
"I think it means that something's coming."
At that moment, the ground underneath Piplup's feet exploded.
Hope you all like it!