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It took a while of deep thought, but the best thing she could think to do to help research why the Ultra Beasts were capable of confronting the corruption so casually, was to convince others to somehow join her.

And then... take them to Asper. She didn't like the idea, worried what was happening to them. Just how intrusive was The Voice? Clearly they responded intensely to being pulled away from it, but that only meant it had a location.

There was, probably, a defined place where The Voice was coming from. And if anyone could find it, she had her faith in Cygnus. He had discovered wilder things before. And yet, the task filled her with no small amount of worry. Proper combat seemed inevitable in the end. She couldn't explain herself to the Ultra Beasts she encountered, even the ones in her care didn't truly understand her. She was hoping to change that.

"Are you ready to go, Omnia?" She wasn't confident in the nickname, but the Nihilego hadn't complained yet.

They floated by her side, moving forwards through the city streets at the exact same pace as Laguna did. Their almost ghostly form swinging, tentacles swaying in a shockingly similar way that Laguna moved her arms.

"... You are, way too good at that."

Laguna's gaze crossed across all the different doors of below, almost in awe. There were many that seemed normal, if somehow normal could be applied to this situation. Standard wooden doors with a handle, nothing out of the ordinary.

And yet, she found some that stood out so strongly, proving very tempting. A small little pet-door, that absolutely had no chance of fitting anyone their size through. But, maybe the Tatsugiri could? Wouldn't be safe sending a Pokémon somewhere they couldn't follow, though.

A pair of elevator doors that would presumably need pried open wide, a screen-door with the see-through screen simply bleeding light like one would find leading out to a porch, and even an old wooden door, made from sliced logs like it was attached to a log cabin out in the middle of nowhere. And yet, one caught her attention above the others. An old house door, normally rather boring an uninteresting, if it wasn't for the fact that it seemed like it had somehow sustained fire-damage at one point in its life. The wood was charred, burned up its side and the panels were peeling.

"This one." She'd point out, swimming down towards it. "They're all interesting, and we could spend forever doing this. But, even you can admit the visible damage just tempts you too, doesn't it?"

"Nihilego. Does that name mean anything to you?" She'd idly glance up at the jellyfish Pokemon, who was seemingly lounging on a couch across from her.

Laguna had a habit of crawling into apartment buildings that had long been abandoned and making it a small home. A little hideout, away from the chaos of the city. A place where some of her smaller Pokémon could run around and play, without fear about danger swooping in out of nowhere.

Currently, she sat on a small couch, facing another one with a table in the middle. Her legs crossed beneath her, looking over across at the Nihilego on the other couch. Their tentacles wrapped beneath them like some mockery of her own legs, leaning forwards just as Laguna did. They had no face, no way of expressing emotions except body language, which she was having a hard time picking up when it just copied her all the time.

Laguna eventually laughed, leaning back into her seat, and watched as the Nihilego leaned back as well. "I'm... not going to lie, you do terrify me. But that's only because I don't understand you. It's easy to fear the unknown." She'd mumble to herself, even if they didn't recognize her words, it was good to say them. "Some Pokémon that looked like you, took some friends of mine... And I know it's not their fault. The Voice is responsible. But that fear still lingers."

"Tea is ready." Intruded another Pokémon all of a sudden, Mr. Business carrying in a small tray with a Teapot, and two cups of tea already poured. "Sugar and honey, as I know you like it." Strolling in, he'd place it down on the table, only to immediately move to walk back out to the kitchen.

How he managed to get the electric stove working, using a few car batteries and the wiring from a washing machine, she'd never know.

"Ah! Thank you Mr. Business." She'd smile politely, nodding her head as she moved to grab her cup of tea.

On cue, the Nihilego grabbed her own. Their tentacle wrapping through the small hook on the cup and carrying it as daintily as Laguna was.

"Do you like Tea?" Laguna spoke, moving to take a small sip.

All the while, the Nihilego just held up her mug and dumped it straight against their head, approximately where a face would be, spilling straight down and onto the couch.

She couldn't help but just smile widely. Even she had to admit, that was kind of cute.

Laguna was unsure what to do, all she knew that if its tentacles touched her, it was game over. Her heart pounding away inside her chest, staying frozen. The Nihilego did absolutely nothing as well. Absolutely nothing.

Eventually, Laguna could stand it no more. She had to move an arm up, brushing away the nervous sweat that had been building. Only to, curiously, watch the Nihilego mimic her. A tentacle reached up, brushing against its glass-like dome. She blinked immediately in surprise, slowly shiftng back and forth. It seemed to follow, swishing backwards and forth slowly. Another hand raised, another tentacle, it was like looking in a strange, misshapen mirror.

Perhaps she shouldn't have been surprised. The parasitic Ultra Beast would mimic people, but for what? And why? What was it gaining from this? She tried to wrack her brain together, trying to remember everything they knew about Nihilego. The only thing the Pokedex Entries talked about, was its parasitic nature, the neurotoxin, driving those it infests mad, and...Acting like a little girl?

It was, almost kind of sad. The idea that you were not whole unless you posessed something else. Was that what they were doing? Did it remember her?

She hoped it was the same one as back then.

Taking a risk, Laguna gripped her Pokeball in one hand, and slowly held it up with a gentle smile. And sure as can be, the Nihilego reached up its own tentacle in resposne, reaching out until Laguna outright touched it with the Pokeball, sucking it inside.

"You... I'll help you find yourself." She spoke softly to herself. Perhaps she was innapropriately personifying this creature, this being, but at this point, she imagined wanting to help it was solely a good thing.

That one hurt.

Laguna was laying atop the ground near the shrine, feeling the funny feeling of the Shrine's power flowing through her. It was like rain in her bones, thunder crackling against her skin. It was unlike almost anything felt before, except from this one single shrine.

She wondered if Zapdos felt like this all the time. Like the power was just in his bones, his being, his very soul.

How did the other Legends feel? She had unfortunately only met Moltres face to face, Articuno, or should she say King Articuno, was stuck within the Dream World. But were they similar?

She couldn't imagine what it must have felt to practically be a God, and yet still fall to the Corruption.

The thought lingered in her mind, holding the Golden Pokeball up as she once again brushed her fingers across the broken seal. "A weapon to fight the corruption," She mumbled, remembering Cygnus's words. "You're so much more than that, and I hope all of you know that. But I hope you'll help us."

The warning was too late, water fired off in every direction with such an intense force. The water pierced into the concrete below, shredding a slice off the dock and down into the water. Laguna herself was blasted backwards, even as the swarm managed to mostly open and spread apart, lessening the damage they took.

"Laguna!" One of the little fish in the swarm suddenly spoke, her Pokemon, her friend.

"I'm fine!" She coughed, spitting up some blood and wiping at her lips as she picked herself back up from the ground. She was clearly not fine. "Just, get that thing! Knock it out, before we do! If you feel unsafe, book it."

The fish once again joined its school, roaring loudly as it dashed forwards, deciding if both close, and ranged attacks were both equally deadly to itself, they might as well simply hit with everything they got in something that couldn't be reflected.

A powerful Beat Up slammed every single fish into the bulbous head of the Ultra Beast, its tentacles oddly graceful as it moved, almost dancing in response.

The Nihilego was violent, it's tentacle-like arms swirling about in the water as it was blasted, twisting about like a jellyfish caught in the storm. And yet, Laguna couldn't tell at all if it even looked hurt! It was as if it was letting the Wishiwashi just expend all their energy, before pouncing.

"Look out!" Laguna had shouted, twisting and leaping to the side as the Nihilego began to move again, attempting to float straight into the school of fish.

A few more fell from the paralyzing stingers, even as the school constantly attempted to reform around it.

"Die! Die! Die!" Cried the Wishiwashi School, continually attempting to blast water at it from the inside, attempting to trap it and keep the trainer safe.

"Be careful!" Laguna shouted in response. "It's just gonna take you on one by one!"