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    "Hey you two, we can go now." Freya said as she took the lead in front of Monica and Nao. Once they left the Pokemon Center, they then headed for the Contest Freya mentioned, which was to take place in Route 402. It wasn't supposed to be a Pokemon Contest, according to her best friend, so Monica's apparent lack of a proper Contest outfit wasn't a big deal. On the topic of Pokemon Contest outfits, Monica sorely hoped that this region's Contest rules did not restrict her to frilly, colorful, below-the-knee dresses or that sort. She definitely was up for trying a few Contests, but thinking about wearing a dress along the lines of the Sinnoh regulations did not exactly make her comfortable.

    Night was starting to fall, and Noctis, who was walking next to Monica, was starting to glow as they reached Route 402. As Freya ran forward, Monica and Nao did the same, heading for what seemed to be a ranch in the distance. If what Freya said was true about it being a honey-gathering contest, then perhaps, she had the advantage with her Umbreon...not a type advantage perhaps if in case it entailed battling, but him being a nocturnal Pokemon...unless of course it was merely Combee they were going to be dealing with. Combee were easy, too easy in fact, even though Noctis happened to be at a disadvantage. She had a good feeling about this...she just had to do well...

    "Wait guys, tread with caution, I have a feeling something bad's going to happen." Freya warned as they finally reached the ranch, where several other trainers were gathered. Monica put a hand on Freya's shoulder and squeezed it, assuring her that nothing seemed off...so far. Once they got inside, Monica stood behind Nao, waiting for Freya to finish registering. Once she was done however, Nao did not move forward.

    "So, I supposed we would be sitting by the side to provide you with mental support, as acquaintances would do ? I trust that you would put on your best performance, miss Yamamoto." He said. Monica just stepped forward and registered for the contest, which was indeed a honey-gathering contest and not a Contest-contest. Nao was probably a bit too thick-headed to notice that, she thought.

    "Damn, Nao...this isn't a Pokemon Contest...why would everyone be in street clothes in the first place? C'mon, don't be a such a...guastafeste. Why, afraid to lose to ladies?" She exclaimed, then taunted as she draped an arm around his shoulder casually before letting go and punching his arm lightly.



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    As the words left her lips she felt her shoulder being squeezed in reassurance. Freya spun around and saw Monica give her a reassuring look, like it was going to all be fine. It sort of relieved Freya, but she knew something was about to turn for the worst. She went forward and registered for the honey-gathering contest when she heard Nao spoke.

    "So, I supposed we would be sitting by the side to provide you with mental support, as acquaintances would do ? I trust that you would put on your best performance, miss Yamamoto." He said. Freya saw Monica stepping forward and registered for the contest. Freya looked at Nao as if he was stupid, but maybe his hearing was off for some reason.

    "Damn, Nao...this isn't a Pokemon Contest...why would everyone be in street clothes in the first place? C'mon, don't be a such a...guastafeste. Why, afraid to lose to ladies?" Monica exclaimed, then taunted as she draped an arm around Nao's shoulder casually before letting go and punching his arm lightly.

    "Come on you two, lighten up. We're just here to gather honey, and lighten the mood. Besides Nao, join if you must, but if you want to be a prick and sit out, that's fine with me as well. I just have a bad feeli-." Freya was cut off by the announcement that the contest was about to start. She smirked and grabbed a couple of jars and a flashlight. She wasn't going to lose this, the lost at the Grande Festival hit her hard.

    She started to head out into the forest, not where many contestants were going. She knew that many things were nocturnal, but she had Mizumi with her. She started to pick up the scent of honey, and she started to even get the taste in her mouth. She started to run, almost leaving her friend behind. Freya eventually arrived at the tree, and say enough honey on there to help her win.

    Perfect!

    Though, what she saw emerge from some nearby bushes made her heart sank. It was a Scolipede,. and it had a look of killing her.

    "Damn, I must take the innitative. Mizumi, use acid armor!" Freya ordered as her vaporeon seemed to rearrange it's atoms for it to flow like water. The Scolipede charged, and hit Mizumi with a powerful poison tail. It send the vaporeon back, and it seemed that fate had allowed her Vaporeon to get poisoned.

    "Damn, Mizumi, use wish... We have to bide our time. Most beggining trainers wouldn't be able to handle a threat like this. I'm afraid we might lose... No, we can't give up! Mizumi, now take the offensive and use Scald!" Freya ordered her weak Vaporeon to do. It firt send up a small star made out of water, hopefully it would come down soon. THen Mizumi sprang up and did a twirl of burning hot water. It apparently hit the Scolipede, but the burn didn't happen.

    The bug pokemon bluffed the attack off, and started to roll up to use a Steamroller. THe ground itself started to shake, and Freya direly jumped to grab Mizumi and quickly tried to get out of the way ,but her efforts seemed to be in vain. Both of them were lucky enough to avoid being trampled, but he poison was slowly wearing Muzimi down. She was gettign desperate, really desperate.

    If only I had an anditode. Why didn't I forsee this? THis Scolipede seems way to strong to even be natural here... Wait! It's not natural at all! This must be...

    "Someone else's pokemon? Wow, it took you less time then I expected girlie. Maybe he was right." A masculine voice came from the shadows. It was a man cloaked entirely in black and greens, and had a sort of bandanna with an R on it. Though, the tail of the r seemed to be in the from of a root, and was colored as a light olive color, cementing he wasn't part of the remenants of Team Rocket.

    "W-Who the hell are you?" Freya asked

    "I am one of the admins from Team Rinascita. Our goal is to bring entire rebirth to this sinful planet... To purge humanity of it's sins, that is what our leader gotten in his prayers. THis ranch is hiding something very important to us, and we're going to take it by force if we have to. Scolipede, finish them off with double-edge!" The man ordered after his speech, and Freya knew it was going to be hopeless.

    Though, a flash in the air quickly caught the four organisms of guard, and the Scolipede was sent flying. When the flash stopped, it was a single wingull with a scarf on it. Freya recognized the item as a choice scarf, but where it got it she didn't know. From the looks from it, it was wild. So Freya didn't know how it could have gotten such an item, but it came to her aid.

    "Damn it... Scolipede return. My missions was completed, to stall you long enough so that we could steal what we needed. Trust me, your friends are safe, you're a little too important to us for you to be broken or dead. My name's Seth, got it memorized?" THe Rinascita admin told her before returning the Scolipede, and disappearing into the shadows.

    Freya just looked at the tree in shock before she collected all of the honey. She then turned to the Wingull, and saw it fly up to her and land on her head. She got out a spare pokeball, and tapped it lightly on the wingle. It felt weird to have the pokeball wiggle on her head, but the click gave her the knowledge it was caught.

    "I'll name you... Perikan." Freya sighed as she put the pokeball in her bag. She looked at Mizumi, and quickly picked her up. She started to run towards the ranch, right as an explosion was heard, ad she felt the blast's force hit her. Her cloth's were starting to be ripped at by vines and branches, but she knew she had to hurry, death was in the air. Freya finally arrived at the ranch, which was painted in a not so lovely shade of scarlet. She heard a loud booming sound, it was a gunshot. It was shooting down just a mere child, a trainer who had just started

    "This is inhumane... Monica and Nao are safe, but this..." She just collapsed on her knees, and started to cry. She felt Monica's and Nao's pulses traveling towards her, and somewhere off in the distance Andre's and Isaac's seemed to have been arriving.

    "But this is only the beggining..." Freya muttered.
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    Tucker awoke to Roc offering him what looked like a fantastic breakfast. He also noticed a Riolu on her shoulder. "And I found a new friend!" He didn't realize how great of a partner Roc would be but was extremely glad he had chosen her as a companion.

    "Well, he can come watch the battle, we have to go!"

    Tucker hurried to the gym. Navigating the gym was not to hard, his focus was resting soley on his plan and whether or not it would work. Once he arrived he was greeted by Coal, he appeared confident. Of course he did, he was battling a bunch of circus clowns.

    He saw Roc and her pokemon take their seat on a bench near by. He wanted to win this.

    "Remember the codes bud?" Rex nodded and flipped.

    "This will be 1V1 Pokemon battle! Good luck to the both of you!" The ref raised his flags, and at once, dropped both, signifying the start of the battle.

    Coal's pignite readied itself, expecting to hear the call for a move from the opposing trainer. Instead, tucker threw out one of his playing cards. 4 of Hearts. the two pokemon sat there in silence. Rex approached the card at the center of the ring quietly, took a slow glance, and blasted into an agility around the field. Pignite and Coal were confused, the trainer hadn't made a call, had the Flareon gon rogue?

    "Er.. Hold your ground Pignite!"

    Tucker pulled another card from his sleeve, and tossed this one in the air. This one was swallowed up into the glowing flash that was rex, and immediety flames began to form around him, creating a fire spin attack. Again the room was silent, and this left Pignite un prepaired for the critical hit that followed.

    "PIIIGGGGGG"

    The Pignite wailed back. Tucker pulled two more cards out and tossed them high. Rex carried the momentum up the wall and retrieved the cards.

    "It's the cards! The Flareon is reading the playing cards to know what to do! Arm Thrust Pginite!"

    The guess was wrong. Rather than continueing with the fire spin, Rex broke at the center ceiling. Pignites leap was miss angled and he fell back to the ring. Rex's head started going as he prepared his heabutt attack while descending from the ceiling. The strike created a great blow, nd when the dust cleared Pignite was out cold.

    There was more silence, a long pause, and then the ref raised the green flag.

    "And the winner is the challenger!"

    Rex leaped up and over several times. Tucker had smiled to himself, somehow the plan worked. Maybe it would work for every leader, they would just have to wait and see.




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    Andre stood at the entrance to Route 401. His arm's crossed, and impatiently tapping his foot. "Oh for Xerneas sake, this is getting ridiculous!" Andre exclaimed. He had been waiting there for thirty minutes for Isaac to get here so this can go on their little adventure, but he seemed to have gotten lost somewhere in the sea of papparazzi. "Hmph, if he can't handle something like this, than he had no business travelling with me. Right Crystal?"

    Crystal didn't respond. The gem on her forehead was glowing, and she had a pouty look on her face. Then she let out a hiss, and ran ahead into Route 401

    "Crystal! Where are you going?!" Andre shouted as he went after her. He didn't run, because running got you sweaty. He didn't like sweating. There was no way he was ruining his good clothes with sweat stains. Besides, Crystal was fast, and Andre knew he had no hope of outrunning her anyway.

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    "Crystal?! Where are you?! This isn't funny! It's dark!" Andre called out looking for his Pokemon, but getting no response. This is just like that stupid nightmare He thought, but quickly tried to shake that unpleasant thought out of his head. Suddenly, he heard a loud booming sound, that sounded vaguely like a gunshot. Oh no! At that moment, Andre forgot how much he disliked running, and ran ahead, hoping his Pokemon would be alright.

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    Andre eventually caught up to his Pokemon, and let out a sigh of relief when he found her safe and sound. "Oh, Merci, there you are!" He scooped her up, and gave her a hug. "Don't you ever run off like that again ma chérie!"

    "Espeon" Crystal said rather solemly as she pointed her paw to something in front of her.

    Andre had to stop to catch his breath after running all the way through route 401, he answered his Pokemon while panting. "What is... Mon dieu!" Andre was shocked with what he saw. He saw Freya on her knees looking upset. In front of her, was a dead child who had blood spewing out of him, and onto the ground, which would explain what the gunshot he heard earlier was all about. Andre sneered at the sight of blood. His first thought was, Ew, I'm going to get blood on my good shoes! Why do these kinds of things have to be so dirty?! Eventually, his thoughts did turn to the more important issue here. Someone had been murdered, and an innocent child at that! Something serious had happened. He put his hand on Freya's shoulder. "What happened here?" He asked as kindly as possible.
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    Monica took two big honey jars and decided against picking up a flashlight, confident that Noctis' rings were bright enough to suffice. Instead, she selected two more smaller jars and placed them into her bag. If she wanted to win, she was going to have to fill as many as possible, and she saw those around her pick up two each. She snickered to herself, knowing that her Pokemon's glowing parts definitely put her at an advantage in some way. Kneeling down, she stroked Noctis' head and whispered for him to do his best. The fox-like Pokemon growled softly, not a hostile growl but a determined one. Monica then stood up and walked with Noctis towards the Contest area as her Pokemon started to glow more brightly.

    The redhead looked around to see just about everyone else running and heading straight for the forest. She also saw a few scattered trees a little closer to where she was. Pointing at them, she gave Noctis a wink before running over to them, hoping to find some honey while the others probably fought over their own. Once she reached the nearest one, she quickly sniffed, catching the sweet scent of something and confirming that there probably was some honey inside. Noctis noticed a small hole and quickly started biting around it in an effort to make it wider.

    "Heh, good boy, Noctis! We got this!"

    Soon enough, honey started pouring from the now-wider hole, and Monica managed to fill up one of her larger jars. She was halfway through filling up the second big jar however, when the sound of buzzing noises started filling the air. Noctis' rings were fading, then brightening rapidly as if he was nervous. The buzzing grew louder as she paused and looked at Noctis worriedly and only then did she turn around towards where her Pokemon was looking and saw a swarm of Combee, with one Vespiquen amidst them, flying towards them. It wasn't a small swarm, but a big one and a really pissed-off one at that. Noctis stepped forward and Monica quickly ordered him to execute a Toxic attack at the Vespiquen, disorienting her a bit when it hit. Noctis looked urgently at his owner who nodded and followed him in his sprint towards the woods and hoping the swarm didn't catch up with them.

    Noctis kept running in a certain direction while Monica followed, the path illuminated by her Pokemon's glowing. As to where he was headed, she did not know. Maybe he found a good place for honey, or maybe not. She followed him however, before hearing an explosion, followed by a gunshot. Noctis only ran faster, which made Monica wonder what exactly had just happened. Explosions followed by gunshots were not exactly common things, much less in a ranch, unless...

    The Umbreon led Monica out of the forest and into the open plain of the ranch, where she saw a familiar Vaporeon as well as...Freya. Picking up her speed, she reached her friend and saw that she was standing over the dead body of a young male trainer lying faceup. Next to her was Andre and his Espeon. The dead boy bore a bullet hole on his chest, blood soaking his shirt. She then looked at Freya, then at Andre.

    "Freya? Andre? Did you see who shot?" She whispered, before looking around, seeing nobody else, at least no one who looked suspicious. Were they in the ranch? Outside?

    "HEY! Come out, come out wherever you are, ya asshole! C'mon, show your fucking face! Is this your idea of a practical joke?" She shouted, before she looked back down at what had just happened, shaking her head slowly.



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    Without bidding his females companions, Naois quickly turned on his heels and retreated from the sight of the contest. Such aimless contest pick none of his interest, as he had not always been so enthusiastic in field research or examination in the outdoor even for his research. He was always the one to deal with the hard evidences, the ones they presented him in the lab, and would rather stay away from the field work himself. Even if he was to go into the field, Naois figured he would not waste his times in ones such as this one, with the mere goal just to collect something he could easily get from a store for prizes of junks.

    His ideal spot had soon been found, an isolated wooden bench across the walkway surrounded the white fence. From the spot, he could observe perfectly what was going on around him, as well as paying attention if one of his companion happen to make their appearance upon return. With a book always in his small messenger bag and cigarette never ran out of supply, he settled down and planned to stay put in his place for a while, waiting for the commotion to be over. Next to his feet was 6, sitting there motionlessly with its eyes like a hawk, as if it was a faithful temple guardian statue.

    Though, as Naois was about to light up a smoke, the bushes next to his bench was rustling, making rather suspicious noises. Without a word from its master, the Jolteon launched itself into the green bush, seeking the source of potential danger. It was a natural reflex for 6 by now, to find and eliminate anything that rise suspicion around its master. The pokemon was Naois's most trusted guard more than anyone else, as it always look over the master even in his sleep. It was to the point that 6 could understand his master without words, even though the gap of master and slave between them still existed. Despite how badly Naois treated the pokemon he still had 6's uttermost respect and loyalty, and to the Jolteon his master's safety was even put before his own life.

    As expected, without much of a commotion 6 was able to quiet down the sources before Naois could flip the page of his book. He reported back to his owner with a Shinx dragged by the tail, seemingly fainted and helplessly laid under 6's paws. The pokemon was quite badly injured by 6, though still left breathing due to the fact that 6 can only kill when his master order him to do so. His Jolteon was looking up at Naois expectedly, waiting for the signal to kill and finish the poor prey. The boy blew out his smoke slowly, bending down to ruffle the dirt stained fur of 6's victim to retreat samples. A male Shinx, possibly with Intimidate ability, badly injured but may recover, while his injury may be fatal if left untreated. 6 did not go easy on his prey, as of obvious, though this one seem to have been put up a good fight despite the small size of it. For a Shinx, it was impressive to keep 6 in battle for more than 15 seconds. The pokemon piqued his interest quite a bit, despite the weakness and rawness that were still there. He can see the raw potential in it, just like he used to find in 6 before.

    "Next time, be faster, you are getting slow" He grunted to 6 quietly, as the pokemon looked up at him showing no expression. Naois softly sprayed the Shinx with potion from his bag, and retrieved it to a pokeball. He was going to keep it, since if it prove to be no use he could always release it later. "Let's name this one 11, shall we ?" He grinned to himself, as the pokeball had the number 11 neatly printed on the underside. Another slave to add to his party it was then.

    Suddenly out of the blue, a loud sound of a gunshot fired into the night, only to leave behind a deadly silence seconds later. It was positively a gunshot alright, and on top of that a machine gun shot rather than a typical firework guns they would find in contests. Better than anyone else, Naois could tell the distinction between the guns by the sound of them, since one of his hobbies was to collect guns, other than doing lab works and reading that was. Was a fight being initiated somewhere around the part ? It was as if the gun sound was purposely made without being muted, not to just assault a particular someone but also to give warning to others. With experience of usually being the one holding the gun to someone's head, Naois known this very well and could almost picture the scenario following the logic of it. But assumption was just assumption, it was best for him to head to the sites to see for himself before determining anything.

    As he was heading toward the site of the accident, commotion seemed to be going on quite a bit. Crowds were forming and gathering more and more as he walked pass them, and Naois could vaguely pick up clues of a boy being shot dead. To others, such event may be shocking and horrid, but to Naois however, he had gotten too used to something like this. The little brat might have pissed off someone, or see something that he should not have seen. Either way, to Naois the dead brat had what he deserved. In this world, to him there was only to be eaten or to eat. Dead would be the unavoidable consequence to the fools, and he was sure not going to be one of them. Rather than being the one in front of the gun barrel, Naois would be the one behind it pulling the trigger. As such, he felt no sympathy for the dead regardless of whether they deserve it or not.

    From the crowd, he could tell some of his previous acquaintances were gathers. It would not be unexpected to find them here, gathering around the site of accident like many others curious passerby who might have never seen such brutal death in their lives before. Such innocent little lambs, Naois chuckled to himself quietly. Were they being aware that the killer wolf might still be somewhere around the part ? Did they know among them was a wolf as well ? If they were smart, then only times could tell, though Naois did not expect them to be so, as he could see the redhead barbaric girl were making commotion around her.

    "No need to be so fired up over this, my dear" Naois stepped up and placed a hand on her shoulder from behind. "Death has already taken its victim. It is natural that this unfortunate individual had gotten his life taken by making assumption that he had gotten into troubles. There is nothing we could do about it, nor may it be related to us regarding any matters. You would just be buying yourself troubles getting your nose into this."

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    All Freya could do was look around the ranch. She could see her friends rushing towards her sides, but even there solace could fill the hole she had suddenly suffered through. This place was now an imbalance for the world, there was too much death and despair. She could sense the dead was mourning, they had no right to die. She looked up at the remains of the burning barn, and seeing a Miltank trying to break free from the fires.

    Freya stood up, reaching for her pokeball. This event would not leave her scarred, while she got out unscathed, everyone else had to suffer. She threw the capsule device with such authority, it seems that she had finally come to terms with the situation. Freya quietly thanked her old friend for teaching her to be strong...

    "Perikan! This eve t here was not our fault, but thank you for saving me, brave wingull. The least we could do is the save that suffering pokemon. If I saw you correctly, you used Aerial Ace... That choice scarf might be our only hope... Perikan, use Aerial Ace on the lock! Mizumi, prepare a wish for the Miltank... At least we can let some of it's suffering go," Freya ordered to her Pokemon before turning to her friends, who just arrived. She felt Andre put his hand on her shoulder

    "What happened here?" He asked as kindly as possible

    "I don't know all of the details as of rig-" Freya was cut off by Monica

    "Freya? Andre? Did you see who shot?" Monica whispered, before looking around thoughtfully

    "HEY! Come out, come out wherever you are, ya *******! C'mon, show your fucking face! Is this your idea of a practical joke?" Monica then proceeded to shout, before she looked back down at what had just happened, shaking her head slowly. Freya looked at her with a sort of admiration, but also felt like it would only draw more attention

    "Monica, this is just one of the many deaths here that has transpired today. Why these bastards do such I thing I wouldn't know, but I'll tell you guys about it once I can help that Miltank," she replied in a worried tone.

    "No need to be so fired up over this, my dear" She head Naois as he put his hand on her other shoulder. "Death has already taken its victim. It is natural that this unfortunate individual had gotten his life taken by making assumption that he had gotten into troubles. There is nothing we could do about it, nor may it be related to us regarding any matters. You would just be buying yourself troubles getting your nose into this."

    "Nao, it's victims, you know with an s?" Freya snarked, something that was incredible rare for her. "Anyways I guess I can tell you guys now. This was all caused by Team Rinascita, a villainous team who wants to complete restart the world. This is the only the beginning, I can sense it. The world is slowly starting to scream... Like it's about to atrophy. I've heard that there was an abyss in this region, that was my original reason in coming here. We should tread lightly with these guys... Not even Galactic was this hellbent on there goal. Killing innocents is just wrong," Freya explained to her friends in a melancholic tone. She could feel herself starting to slip away once again, and looked around to see all of the ghosts there.

    Freya stepped through the crimson grass, and started to talk to all of the ghosts, writing down everything they had seen during there lives before there deaths. She helped some of them cope that they were the target of death's scythe, and others were able to move on knowing there part. Though she could feel a malevolent presence watching her the entire time. She had no mind for the darkness though, not at all.

    When she came back into reality, she say the Miltank was being healed by Mizumi, and she was glad her Pokemon was being of help. She turned to her friends, signalling for them to start to go before a large force hit her. Something seriously wrong just happened, and all she could do was fall onto her knees are force out a skyward scream.

    She clutched her head, suffering from a pain much worse that a migraine. She turned around and saw everything getting hazy, Perikan coming towards her trying to save her.

    Is this what a Canary feels like when it detects a poison gas?

    Freya could barely choke out words to her friends before she collapsed

    "Isaac... he's dead... The link... is... broken." She looked up at the moon, who had an unnatural shade of scarlet.

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    Before Freya could finish her explanation of what happened, more of his friends had appeared.

    "Freya? Andre? Did you see who shot?" Monica whispered, before looking around. "HEY! Come out, come out wherever you are, ya *******! C'mon, show your ****ing face! Is this your idea of a practical joke?" Monica then proceeded to shout, before she looked back down at what had just happened, shaking her head slowly.

    "Ma chčrie, shouting like that is only going to scare away wild Pokemon." Andre bluntly responded. He had more he wanted to say, but then Nao stepped in, and made his speech. Andre nodded in agreement. "Je suis d'accord!" He exclaimed as he put his arm around Nao's shoulder. "None of us can bring back the dead. As tragic as this is, there's no point in getting upset over some random child we don't even know..."

    But then Freya snarked back at him, then started to explain what caused this boy's demise. Andre tilted his head, and raised an eyebrow. "Really? Tell me, did you run into one of these people by any chance? Xerneas, this sounds just like a movie I was in. If it weren't for my improvisation, that film would have been a failure. Why do these imbéciles insist on revealing their goals to the first person they meet?!" He started to ramble without moving his arm from Nao's shoulder like he was his trophy wife.

    Then Freya spaced out for a second, and then she fell on her knees, and clutched her head in pain. Again? This seems to happen every five seconds with her...

    He was about to ask if she was alright, but she stuttered out a few words that Andre was not happy to hear. "Isaac... he's dead... The link... is... broken." Then she collapsed.

    "That's impossible! I was just with him not that long ago at the Pokemon Center. He can't be dead..." He bit his lower lip, and looked aside. He hadn't seen Isaac since leaving the Pokemon Center in Luxaris. He'd never be able to forgive himself if something bad had happened that he could've prevented if he had stayed behind.

    He offered Freya his hand, and helped her up. "What happened?!"

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    "No need to be so fired up over this, my dear. Death has already taken its victim. It is natural that this unfortunate individual had gotten his life taken by making assumption that he had gotten into troubles. There is nothing we could do about it, nor may it be related to us regarding any matters. You would just be buying yourself troubles getting your nose into this." Monica heard as she felt a hand on her shoulder. Nao's voice, undoubtedly. How could he be so...calm at this point?

    "Monica, this is just one of the many deaths here that has transpired today. Why these bastards do such I thing I wouldn't know, but I'll tell you guys about it once I can help that Miltank." Freya replied in a worried tone, before arguing with Nao once again. Andre then told Monica to calm down. She glared at him, before shaking her head and sighing. No use getting angry now, at least when there was nobody she could lay the blame on. Just then, Freya collapsed once again and screamed, clutching her head in pain. When she recovered, she looked up at the blood moon before murmuring quietly.

    "Isaac... he's dead... The link... is... broken." Andre immediately claimed that it was impossible, stating that he just saw him in Luxaris, before helping Freya up. Monica then noticed that Isaac was indeed not around.

    "That's it, I'm getting outta here! Dead or alive, I'm going to find him!" She snarled, before turning away with Noctis and heading back to the entrance. She didn't want to believe it, nobody did, so she was just going to have to see it with her own two eyes.



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