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Laguna laid flat on a ruined road near the shrine a few seconds after pressing her palm against the shrine, letting out a long sigh as she allowed the feeling of the shrine's energies flow through her. It had been a long day, dealing with public transportation nightmares, and she just needed a moment to unwind and destress.

Her skin crawled with the pressure, that gut feeling of raw power. It was like a rush of adrenaline, in a positive way that caffeine could never compare. No amount of energy drinks or sleep could compare to the raw flow of energy from Zapdos himself.

"Hoo!" Shouted our Brragon, after briefly touching the shrine and feeling the power overwhelm the Frigibax. "Hah! Hooo! Yeeaaah! Feel the power flowing through me! I'm like a monster!" They roared out, an adorable squeal, moving to pick up a small rock and chuck it to the side where it shattered, and they roared again.

Laguna couldn't help but immediately laugh, turning over from where she laid to look over at her Pokemon. "Having fun playing destruction over here?"

"Yeah!" Brragon pumped his arms upwards, as if trying to will more power of the shrine into him. "One day, I'll be as tall as these buildings! And then I can destroy them all!"

She laughed right away, giggling to herself. "Not all of them hon. You don't want to destroy the place we worked so hard on, do you?"

"I- Well- No... But some of them!"

"We can work with some of them."

Zone One Escaping to Zone Two Moving to Zone Three

Sheldon was still mindless, his teeth gnawing and limbs slashing away as best as he could, squashed under the weight of the massive Onix pressing them down.

"What are we doing?!" Hoppy panicked as they cried out, trying to leap over to their side as Laguna held them close.

"Woah, woah! He's not himself, he needs-" Laguna began, only for a Kabutops to swiftly come over and spray sand at them. Swiftly, color returned to their shell, and Hoppy watched in amazement as they seemed to calm down, face planting into the cave ground below. Immediately, the trainer and all of her Pokemon moved to surround the Squirtle, with Froakie immediately jumping out of her arms to land at their side.

"Sheldon!" "Sheldon, you idiot! Wake up!"

"Ugh-" It took a few moments, the Squirtle pulling his limbs back into his shell and back out as if testing that his body still worked before he stood up again.

"You scared me!" Laguna immediately moved to pick both Sheldon and Hoppy up in her arms, as well as Glacia, spinning the three of them around as a wide smile spread across her lips. "I didn't know if I would get to see any of you again! I was terrified, I-"

"Hey, what's with the waterworks?" Sheldon finally spoke, the Squirtle giving that signature cocky smirk of his. "I knew we'd be fine-"

Suddenly, a frog leg smacked him across the face. "No you didn't, you asshole! We were prepared to die!"

"Well excuuuuse me, for wanting to be confident in the face of danger! I- Laguna?"

She was just, laughing. The casual bickering, the rivalry returned once again. Her heart was soaring, it felt like such a blessing to finally have all her friends back. "Marina is going to have some words with you two! She's been beating herself up ever since you both took her place!"

"Momma," Glacia suddenly spoke, nodding their head, which was in turn their whole body. "We got stuff to do." Her eyes were hyper focused on the combat still around them, the Blacephalon's threatening everyone, the remaining colorless Pokemon at the time. She was right, this was not the time to have a long extended chat. And yet, the chat had raised her spirits so high.

They could do this. They all could.

"Alright then! Let's get to work!" She'd let go, and her Pokemon immediately dropped to the floor.

Glacia leaped out with a supernatural jump, landing on the ground and doing a dramatic shout. Sheldon landed, swiftly twisting into his shell and sliding forwards as Hoppy perched right atop, moving forwards. Roxanne herself was smiling, only to immediately let out loud impressive roar, following behind the smaller Pokemon and leading them forth.

Mr. Business, for some reason, was muttering about all the sand that had gotten on his suit, and brushing himself off with a small brush that he somehow just had in his briefcase. "Business! Find the people that need healing! We're going to fight a threat bigger than we ever have before, get everyone up and fighting!"

"Not even a moment to dust myself off?" He responded with, clearly teasing based on the smirk on his face. He swiftly set off, his feet gliding across the ground, leaving snowflakes in his wake as he searched about. A multitude of Icy Winds suddenly spread about the cave, seemingly being created by Mr. Business mimicking Laguna's own motions with her wand, with his brush.

Morpheus 's Snubbul would find its wounds soothed over with the cool are, almost like cryotherapy. From there, he'd skate past orioncayge , who'd also recieve a cool healing blast of air, that and Morpheus as well. To no relation to the former Morpheus .

"Dare I say, I think tensions are quite hot." Mr. Business would begin, chuckling quietly. "I say, everyone should cool off for a section. You would think, that somewhere there should be a water cooler! Poor management." More cold winds would blow, one washing against the speedy Kartana of Bergamot Gristleborg's, another over Nero's kind Kabutops who had restored his friend earlier.

A cold wind would also wash over Tikani, Alicia Westfield's Bayleef, bolstering their strength!

And then one for himself. Such hard work deserved a break!

Before Laguna could fully escape the first zone, her eyes locked straight into one of the eyes of the Blacephalon. It seemed like everyone was trying their hardest to convince them to stop, she would be a fool if she didn't try herself. "Keep going!" She'd shout to her team, with Mr. Business catching up to them.

She'd leap up over towards the nearest Blacephalon, placing a hand right over one of their arms as a memory overtook her.

"I love clowns!" Shouted little six year old Abigaelle, dancing and clapping for the street performer. "Do you think he can make me a balloon animal?"

"Honey, he isn't a clown." A familiar, motherly voice spoke from behind the little girl.

"What? What is he then?" The little girl frowns, tilting her head as she examines the man before her. "He's got funny stripes, and white facepaint!"

"He's a Mime, hon. They're different."

"Oh... So no balloon animal?"

"No balloon animals."

She blinked, looking up at the Blacephalon who simply seemed offended at her touch, brushing her off to go and dance and cause chaos elsewhere. "Guess... he didn't like mimes."

She swiftly turned on her heels, escaping the Hibernaculum and entering into the Mist.

Down here, things were different. The rampant chaos of the fights above had simmered as people were preparing to seemingly dive down to fight the Hearteater. But first, they had to pass through the Corruption Chamber. She'd keep a close eye on all her Pokemon, ushering them through. "Come on, we're almost there, we don't have a choice."

Laguna went first, proving that it was safe, and Glacia practically leaped through as fast as she could. The rest followed each other, occasionally smacking away a piece of the lingering corruption that got too close. Sheldon, however, still felt very weak from just being restored. He didn't even notice, and neither did anyone else, when a small glob of corruption landed on his leg, and crawled into his Shell.

Once on the otherside, Laguna was in awe, seeing the pit open up before them and more Ultra Beasts around dropping what seemed to be valuable loot and old artifacts. Many she recognized, others she didn't. Biting her lip, debating on how much time they had, she spoke up. "You 5! Try and grab something before it falls, maybe we can use it against the Hearteater. I'm uh- attempting to befriend another one."

"Did the last one go well?" Spoke Mr. Business.

"No, he hated Mimes."

Mr. Business was immediately offended, scoffing in shock before helping Roxanne drag an Aircraft Propellor up from the pit before it could sink.

Swiftly moving towards a Guzzlord, the intimidating gluttonous presence, she once again reach out. "Hey! Hey, look at me! Why are you tossing out your food? You should be eating!"

"Abigaelle! Spit that out this instant!" Spoke a different girly voice, seemingly about the same age as the little girl who shook her head back and forth.

"No!" She shouted back in response, chewing faster and faster on her little chocolate bar. "It's mine!"

"But you found it on the ground! It could have worms in it!"

"B-but, it was wrapped-"

"Worms!! Gonna have worms in your tummy like granma's puppy!" Shouted the little girl, waving her arms dramatically in fear.

Abby immediately frowned, spitting the mass of chocolate down onto the ground with a side expression on her face. "But... It tasted fine."

"Eww! You like the taste of worms?"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

The Guzzlord simply growled, a large arm swinging at her and knocking her aside. It seemed he didn't like the implications her memory was giving them. Or perhaps it was just far too stubborn to listen to her. Frowning, and hoping someone else could get through to them when she could not, she'd swiftly slide back over to her crew.

"How we doing?" Laguna spoke, twirling her wand in her hands, cloak flowing up as the winds swirled.

"We found a mechanical thing!" Glacia shouted, pointing proudly at the Aircraft Propellor.

"I- I don't feel so good." Sheldon suddenly spoke, and every eye drew to them. Their shell felt... gross. Like it wasn't as solid as before. Even from a distance, Laguna could see it slightly mishappen.

"Do you need to go back into the ball? To rest?"

"No!" Sheldon suddenly shouted in response, glaring upwards at everyone, and then Hoppy who was looking concerned at them. "I already made it here! I already struggled! And now we're going to beat up whatever is down there, together!"

"If that is the case, then I suggest everyone climb aboard." Roxanne spoke, and Laguna couldn't argue anymore as everyone climbed right atop them, gripping onto the ropes that still remained wrapped around her stones.

"Alright," Laguna nodded, swiftly leaping up as well and gripping on tightly. "We're doing this all, together."

"Like a sports team?" Replied Sheldon.
"Perhaps soldiers?" Said Hoppy
"Perhaps a well organized business?" Spoke Mr. Business, clearly just having fun.

"No, more than all of that. Like-"

"Like a family?"

"Yeah... Like a family. Let's go! We got a giant, evil bat to punch!"

Onix - Tank - 520/600 HP

Link to Roll
Core Ability: Escape
Action: Grab Loot
Battle Log:
- Grabbed Aircraft Propellor
- Failed Bonding with Blacephalon in Zone One
- Failed Bonding with Guzzlord in Zone Two

Galarian Mr. Mime - Support - 222/350 HP

Link to Roll
Core Ability: Buff
Action: Heal x6
Battle Log:
- Buffed Alicia's Bayleef +10
- Healed Morpheus's Snubbull for 54 HP
- Healed Orion The Human for 47 HP
- Healed Orion's Morpheus for 56 HP
- Healed Morgana's Kartana for 57 HP
- Healed Nero's Kabutops for 49 HP
- Healed Himself for 50 HP

- Buff Total: +20
- Took 60 DMG from Strain/Energy Drain

Bergmite - Tank - 600/600 HP

Link to Roll
Core Ability: N/A
Action: N/A
Battle Log:N/A

Froakie - Unclassed - 40/100 HP

Link to Roll
Core Ability: N/A
Action: Corruption Chamber
Battle Log: Squirtle's Shell Smash Corrupted!

"Sir Hail, I undestand you are my loyal shield, but I will not have you sacrifice your own well being, just for me." Laguna spoke with a stern voice, as the power of the shrine helped restore her friend's energy. She was looking at the Cryognal with a soft look in her eyes regardless, a hand gently squeezing their chain. "You don't understand, I well and truly care for you."

Sir Hail was quiet, his eyes glancing elsewhere.

"It is one thing to understand that Plasma means you can leave whenever you want. But it is another to understand just how much I truly care for you. I want to be your friend, Sir Hail. I want to know what you like, what you don't like. I want to be able to have conversations with you about dumb stuff, I want to be able to show you beautiful views I find, I want to let you see the world as I see it. Something beautiful, and something worth fighting for. But that also all means... that you are worth fighting for. If you are hurt, I will always be there by your side. I promise."

"... They're still waiting for us in the harbor." Sir Hail spoke quietly, still refusing to look at Laguna. It was clear he had some intense emotions, something he couldn't quite process how to say. Combat was what he knew, serving is what he knew. It's what he expected, being captured by a trainer long ago. He's made his choice to stay, he's accepted it, but he's clearly not fully process what it truly means. "We shouldn't put them at risk. We can have this conversation later.... I promise."

Laguna smiles softly, nodding her head as she pulls the snowflake Pokemon closer. "We will, have this conversation. I promise too."

The whistle in the distance under the water not only got the Nihilego's attention, but Laguna's. She glanced back just in time to see the orange-robed woman, before her Cryogonal encouraged her to keep going down.

"It matters now whom she is, they aid our goal. Descend!" Sir Hail spoke, and she couldn't agree more. Down they want, into the darkness of the depths of the harbor.

Trying to figure out where to hide was more challenging than she thought, it wasn't as if she was suddenly the color of trash or could camouflage that well. Her eyes swiftly scanned across the seafloor, before noticing a large old oil drum. Silently, she dragged Sir Hail over with her, climbing into the oil drum and waiting quietly.

Patiently.

Within view, she saw the Nihilego finally enter the area, descending down like a ghostly angel upon the sea floor, drifting forwards. She couldn't tell if it was even looking for them, but she had no reason to presume that it wasn't. What else would it be doing?

Unless it was now looking for that other girl.

Laguna glanced out, finding the orange robe remarkably easy admist the dark ocean waves, they were still rushing to swim downwards. Biting her lip, she'd whisper to Sir Hail. "Cause a distraction, please?"

"Understood." An icy chain swiftly reached out of the barrel, grabbing a handfold of rocks and suddenly whipping them hard into the distance, smacking against the supporting pillars of the docks.

The Nihilego immediately twisted and turned, swimming through the water less like a jellyfish, and more like a jet as it suddenly dashed over there with surprising speed. It's stone head slammed into the rotted support, and the whole dock began to crumble, slowly but surely, stirring up sand, driftwood, and other garbage. Letting out quiet sigh of relief at not being found yet, nor the other woman, Laguna would suddenly open up her local chat to message and communicate to the stranger.

Laguna: what are you doing? you could get hurt!

"What is it?" Laguna began, instinctively reaching her arm out as Sir Hail's chains wrapped around her wrist, being wielded like a proper shield to protect his trainer.

"That." He'd guide Laguna's arm until it was pointing at a pile of floating trash. Plastic bags, water bottles, and ruined Pokemon League merchandise, but tucked in between it all floated the head of a Nihilego. It was floating there, as if watching and listening in intently.

However, upon being noticed, it suddenly ripped itself up out of the waters with an unearthly shriek. A powerful light began to build up within its glassy head, and instinctively Laguna held up Sir Hail. "Light Screen!" Both shouted at once, as the shimmering wall of force formed, protecting them from the sudden burst of light, Power Gem, that attempted to rock the two of them.

"I guess it didn't like losing in hide and seek!" Laguna quipped, and she swore she heard Sir Hail chuckle.

"You know, for as long as you have been with me, I still know very little about you." Laguna spoke softly, her feet dangling down into the wateras she sat aboard an old rotting dock. Her eyes gazing out over the horizon, watching the sun set.

"What is there to know?" Sir Hail began, the knightly Cryogonal had his chains wraped around one of the pillars. "I am now, and forever always, your loyal servant."

"Servant... Sir Hail, you're my friend." Laguna frowned, glancing back at the Cryogonal. His lack of a proper mouth betrayed little emotion. "And yet, I say that, without even knowing what you like besides combat. And you know I don't even fight that often anymore. Why do you-" Why does he stay, is what she wanted to say, but she silenced herself before that.

Sir Hail was quiet, glancing off into the distance as well. Eventually, the frozen snowflake pokemon spoke. "You prove your strength to me in many different ways, My Lady. It is not your combat prowess that keeps me here, even if it was what enthralled me to you. Nay, it is your strength of spirit."

Laguna looked like she was going to speak up, only for Sir Hail to keep going. "There comes a time within every soldier's life, that they must make a choice for which to fight for. For the glory of honorable combat? Why, yes. There is strength in fighting an equal, if not greater foe. But there is greater strength found in your cause, than anything I have seen. I am with you, even now, because I believe in you."