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Dancing to Darkrai’s Destined Dirge
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post Jan 13 2013, 01:26 PM
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QUOTE(Pan Blog Entry #11: Journey’s End)
Hey all,

I received some important news recently, something that I really don’t want to cover here. The only thing I really want to say is that I have to move back to Celadon City. This also means that this will probably be my last post here until I get back to Celadon, so I’d like to say a few things about my trip. Furoh has been great to me. It gave me the opportunity to see what the life of a researcher is like. It also means that any school is open to me (thanks to scholarship money), so I could continue my studies. It has been a journey of a lifetime. The places I’ve seen haven’t seen humans for ages. I’ve met plenty of people that I will never forget (you all know who you are). I hope to catch up with a few of you on my way back to Barley.

Right now, I’m in Lenoilia for one last research project. I know what some of you are thinking, but there’s been some improvement as far as crime is concerned. One of the big local gangs is gone, so there’s been some drop in crime. Anywho, I’ll be observing cubone hatching in a nearby graveyard. I don’t think I’ll be here too long, so if you happen to be in the area, stop by and say hi!


The pokemon center in Lenoilia was the safest place in the city for visitors to stay. Few inns existed in the city, and those that did had questionable security issues. Though they had their share of trouble here, Pan and Douken had decided to once again stay at the center. As they had arrived in the evening, it was the only option for the flight weary travelers. And so, it is here in the morning that the story begins.

The sun rose over the dreary landscape of Lenoilia, eventually passing through Pan’s window. The girl soon stretched her limbs before relaxing and closing her eyes once more. It had been a late night, so the temptation to stay in bed was rather strong. She might have done just that had she not had a research outpost to visit. At that thought, Pan finally forced herself out of bed and readied herself for the day.



Pan looked herself over in a mirror. She had not worn the mini skirt-shorts combo for quite some time. In fact, it may have been the last time she would be able to wear the outfit. Her pregnancy wasn’t showing just yet, so the researcher had little trouble fitting into her clothes. Satisfied with her looks, she stepped out of her room and into the main lobby.

The pokecenter was bustling with activity. Several trainers were enjoying the complimentary breakfast, talking about the recent zorua sightings and strategies to catch them. A few residents of the city were also gathered here. From what Pan could overhear, they were part of some neighborhood watch responsible for protecting the street from gang violence.

“Is the art warehouse secured?”

“Yes sir. I just replaced the locks with something more sturdy. Any chance that art museum is happening here?”

“I doubt it. If you ask me, we’d be better off selling that abandoned art back to Gigarte.”

Pan kept listening to the conversation as she waited for Douken to appear.


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post Jan 14 2013, 01:19 AM
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"Cmon, cmon! I know you are faster than this!" How long has it been that Douken sparred with Koldo? We, after a while, the height became a big issue with doing this, but after evolution into Toxicroak, Koldo was back into a comfortable height to actually fight against. It was a good exercise for the two, but now it was looking like Douken was needing a refresher course. And of course, he fought without his shirt so it wouldn't get in his way. "Don't hold back!"

A chop was sent downwards at the trainer's head, making him use his arms to absorb the blow. However, with a grin on the frog, he followed up with a jab, pushing Douken back a few steps. "Nice one," Douken complimented before a nasty cough surged into his throat. That's when his eye caught Koldo's claw. It was glowing purple. Looking down at the impact, it had the same kind of purple bruise. "Poison Touch. forgot about that," he muttered, coughing again. "Let's call it a day."

Heading over to his shirt and bag, he pulled out a Pecha Berry and held onto it with his teeth before throwing the rest of the items over his shoulder. getting a hold of the berry again, he bit down and chewed on the sweet, though not filling morsel as he headed inside.

There was some talk about reviving Lenolia to its former glory versus sending over the goods over to Gigarte amongst the older folks alongside local Zorua sightings with the younger crowd. Oh, those were bringing up some interesting memories for sure. However, as his ears skimmed the conversations, his eyes skimmed the center for his friend. "There she is," he muttered, biting at the rest of the Pecha Berry, before walking over.

"Morning, sleepy head," he commented over to her, Koldo simply staring as Douken went through his bag for another berry. "Did you sleep well?"


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post Jan 19 2013, 11:36 AM
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“Oh, not bad,” Pan replied, not wanting to seem lazy for sleeping in. “I guess after breakfast, I’ll head over to the outpost. You can tag along if you’d like…if you put a shirt on.”

It seemed that Douken was training early in the morning for his upcoming gym match. Judging from the purple bruise on his shoulder, they had the potential to be serious sessions. He was acting normally, so the researcher assumed he was taking care of himself, as evidenced by the pecha berries he was snacking on. Speaking of which, a nurse called out a number, causing Pan to excuse herself and head for the counter. She returned to the couch with two bowls of berries. One was for herself while the other was for Chi-Chi, who she summoned soon after sitting down. The pachirisu was stuffing her cheeks with the sweet morsels, but even she had to pause at the voracity of her human’s appetite. Pan was apparently hungrier than she thought, devouring her bowl in but a couple minutes.

“What?” Pan asked her gawking pachirisu, not realizing how fast she had eaten. Her eyes moved to the remaining berries in Chi-Chi’s bowl. The pachirisu quickly covered the bowl with her body, frantic to protect her meal from the eating machine that had possessed Pan’s body.

Meanwhile, across the room…

“So you think tonight will be quiet?”

“Not likely. Pokemon are venturing from the graveyard a whole lot more. I say we increase the number of patrols.”

“You think the rumors are true? The chants coming out of that place?”

“Dude, that place is filled with dark and ghost types. I’d be surprised if there wasn’t something funky going on in there.”


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post Jan 19 2013, 03:01 PM
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Douken couldn't help but smirk at her comment about getting a shirt on, letting her know, "Well, first a quick shower," before heading upstairs to his rented room before getting the water running. Removing the rest of what he wore, he hopped in, washed off the sweat and dirt, and took a moment to think as the hot water ran over his head.

Cubone, eh? Man, this gives me a headache just thinking about it. Coming from a family of breeders, he had seen many Pokemon out there. However, the Marowak, no matter how hard they tried, would never relinquish their eggs. Hell, one even knocked the Amazon into a concussion when he was little. No one had ever seen a Cubone without its skull helmet, and the Marowak made sure of it. He even doubted fathers not of the Cubone family see their children hatch until they are given their skulls.

Shaking his head back into reality, he got out, drying himself off before getting dressed and snacking on yet another Pecha Berry before heading back into the lobby, seeing Chi-Chi covering up her food against the feasting Gibbs. With a chuckle, he walked over and looked at Chi-Chi, telling her, "You think a Watmel Berry or two would fill her up?" chuckling as he sat down next to Pan.

Looking at Pan, he felt like he hd to ask, "You sure about this? Have you ever seen a Marowak mother actually guarding her children?"

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“Of course not,” Pan replied, wiping her mouth of excess berry juice with a paper napkin. “In the wild, the mothers die before or shortly after hatching. The young use her skull and bones as their first means of protection. In fact, I don’t think too many people have seen a live mother with her young.” It seemed Pan had done some research on the subject prior to her arrival. She didn’t want to seem totally clueless about the pokemon species when meeting with top scientists.

“At least, that’s usually true in the wild,” Pan continued, flipping through her notes to refresh her memory. “Lenoilia happens to be the site of a rumored Marowak graveyard. There are supposed to be bones all around, so maybe the mothers don’t have to use their own bodies to provide for their offspring. This could affect everything from temperament to the battle prowess of the cubones. Come to think of it, this might be kinda useful for breeders like your family.”

As she was talking, Pan had gathered her pack and stood up from the couch. Little Chi-Chi’s head poked out from her vest, the pachirisu’s face showing eagerness for their next adventure. The researcher held out a water bottle towards Douken in a mock toast.

“To our last adventure.”
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Through the streets of Lenoilia, Pan rode upon her arcanine Fenrir to the entrance of the graveyard. A trio of murkrows flew from their resting places, startled as the fire type blazed a trail to their destination. With Douken in the air with his skarmory, it didn’t take too long to reach what seemed to be the saddest place on the planet.

“This place makes the rest of the city look like Disneyland,” Pan remarked as she stared upon the wrought iron gate that made up the entrance. It read “Lenoilia Cemetery” on the top, but it had been well past human use for many years. Fog rolled over the black hills, hiding the glowing eyes that watched the humans’ movements. A bark from Fenrir sent the creatures packing, their dark cackles echoing through the empty graveyard. Bones were all over, some only partially hidden by a thin layer of mud. Bones were not just of marowak, but of all kinds of species. For some reason, pokemon from all over came here to die, but why? Was some dark force responsible for their fate? Pan held her hand to her stomach; perhaps coming here wasn’t such a good idea.

That was when she spotted the only structure on the premises: the outpost. It was a dilapidated shack, but it did seem to have some recent activity, what with the van parked in front. Their destination in sight, Pan called back her arcanine and led Douken towards the outpost.

“I think we’ll be alright here,” Pan reassured Douken (and herself). “After all, they would have given us warning if it was terribly dangerous.”

Pan attempted to knock on the door, but the entrance creaked open before she could touch the wood. The room inside was only dimly lit by the cloudy morning sky. With some hesitation, the researcher moved inside, eager to see the team she would be working with. Even in the dim light, Pan could spot cork panels with dozens of pictures tacked on them. She drew closer and noticed that not a single photo depicted a cubone or marowak. Rather, she saw dark-robed figures entering a building, carrying all sorts of equipment (was that an odd keystone?). The researcher was much more disturbed by the people on gurneys being carried into the inhospitable graveyard. She knew all too well who was behind this: the same people they had encountered in the Petropolis Museum.

“Whoever is here isn’t looking for Cubone,” Pan told Douken as she examined another collage of photographs. Her brain was telling her to get out, but one small part of her wanted one last look at the pictures. She thought she saw something familiar, but alas, it was too dark to see.

“Pa?” Chi-Chi asked as the pachirisu poked her head out of Pan’s vest.

“Of course! Chi-Chi, use Flash.”

The room quickly lit up, as if someone turned up a dimmer switch. What Pan saw both confounded and disturbed her greatly. The pictures…they were of her! Pictures of her walking in Arasam, Petropolis, and Lenoilia. One picture was a group picture at Castle Vonmoto. How did this person even come across such a picture? Amidst the research papers tacked on the side, there was one picture of Pan and Douken leaving the pokemon center in Lenoilia. It was dated with today’s date. Pan quickly backed away from the board; they had overstayed their welcome. Then a voice called for her from the back end of the room.

“Fate brings us together once more, Pandora Gibbs.”

Pan jerked her head towards the robotic voice in the room. The man cloaked entirely in black, Deimos if she recalled, sat behind a large desk, his alakazam standing behind him. Pan was too shocked to even say anything. The total surprise of it all left her like a deer in the headlights, frozen in place as she stared into the black void that made up the enigmatic man’s face.

“Please, sit down. I’m sure you have many questions.”


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post Jan 27 2013, 01:30 AM
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Lenolia Graveyard. Even from the sky, the plain looked vast and decayed along with the smell of rot from the unburied bodies. Patting Sabre downwards, they made an easy landing before choosing to swap out Sabre for Reep. "If you say so," Douken commented as he watched pray to the deceased. "Considering your ability to draw danger, I'd rather not risk it." It was a bad joke of a tease, but he still felt the headache from his memory.

The darkness was rarely the friend of the near-sighted trainer. Even after removing his glasses and cleaning them off, looking through them was still nearly impossible. He was only able to see vague shapes. None of them Cubone related. And with the light, he saw the most disturbing thing ever. They were all focused on Pan! If there were any danger flags to be waved about, now would be the time, right before the robotic voice.

On instinct, Douken and Reep stepped forward, as if to act as a wall between her and the unknown man. he had no visual clues on identity, thanks to the black cloak, and his voice was modified with some odd device. The Alakazam behind him was also not a welcoming sight. By the looks of it, it had a strong mental strength.

"Sure we got questions," Douken spoke out, holding his arms wide. "Last I checked, we came here to learn about Cubone, not about Pan having a stalker. So cmon, you pervert, who the hell are you?" If he removed the hood and showed platinum hair and a red scarf, then Reep would be glad that no matter where you are, there is always shadows.


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While Douken prepared to take a hit, Deimos remained as stoic as ever. In his seat, the man in black took a few moments to examine Pan and Douken, as well as the ghost pokemon floating around them. Clearly, they felt threatened, and with good reason. The girl’s eyes were tinged with fear, though she stood her ground. The boy and the ghost were loyal to each other and their friend, even in the face of a powerful pokemon that could crush the humans with but a thought. Courage reigned over their emotions. Good. These were the people they needed.

“As I have told Ms. Gibbs, our organization has keen interest in her abilities. I apologize for the unorthodox way of handling the matter, but I felt you would respond far quicker to your boss than to us. But that is neither here nor there. You and our client have a common enemy to deal with.”

Suddenly, the lights flashed on, lighting up the room. While still dim, it was enough to illuminate the picture boards around them without Chi-Chi’s aid. The researcher turned to Douken, nodding her head in confirmation that she had indeed met the mysterious man before. Who would have thought a simple business card would have led to this? Pan’s focus then turned to the boards depicting the cult members.

“As you can see, Darkrai’s Disciples have gathered here in a rather large number. In addition, they have taken two dozen hostages, all seemingly bedridden. They have made no demands nor have they made any contact with the rest of the world. It is quite possible they are making some attempt to summon Darkrai. Normally, this would be the realm of madmen, but as you two know, we all live in a pokemon world. Stranger things have happened. But should they succeed, this powerful pokemon could put large population centers in permanent comas. A sleep of infinite nightmares.”

“Why us?”

“Because the place they have holed themselves up in is no mere mausoleum. In fact, the writings inside suggest a Furite origin. The Dai Research Corporation prides itself in providing research specialists to our clients. Our men have attempted to infiltrate the building, only to trip one of the booby traps guarding the area. We need such an expert to decipher the warnings and get to the disciples. Needless to say, the closest expert on that language is you, Ms. Gibbs. Then there is the added bonus that both of you know what we’re dealing with. According to our records, you fought with them twice now? Maybe even more than that?”

Pan was not sure what to say. She was still suspicious of Deimos and his seemingly shady organization. She was told that the Dai Research Corp was a private research firm, but this mission seemed far beyond that purpose. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t walked out the door already. As suspicious as Deimos was, Darkrai’s Disciples were definitely no good. If they were on the verge of acquiring a legendary pokemon, their attacks on the museum would be nothing compared to this new capability. Pan stayed behind Douken, whispering in his ear.

“We should see what the Disciples are up to, but…I don’t want to do it with these guys.”


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post Feb 9 2013, 03:58 PM
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When Douken got the nod from Pan, he and Reep lowered their arms, yet kept their footing as they listened on. Summoning Darkrai? Infinite sleep with endless nightmares? As if he would let that happen. Pan agreed, but she didn’t want to do it with them. As if he could complain. Besides, he had a promise to keep.

I doubt that’s possible,” Reep said, echoing her voice into the minds of the two trainers. “If he set us up into this situation, then he did so in more of an act to force our hand. The Alazakam is proof. If he wished, Daimos could send the psychic types on us and use him to use us like simple puppets. No, in this case, this is more like ‘You will join us.’

Noting her words, Douken took a step forward and asked, “So what’s going to make us trust you? Forcing a meeting like this can only call this suspicious at the least. Yes, we have met the Disciples in numerous occasions, but what if we choose to refuse your offer and go take them on by ourselves? I am sure if you have stalked her long enough, then you know how capable we are on handling these things ourselves.” Taking on a legend may sound like a suicide plan, but its not like it’s the first time they gotten to a point where they had nearly died.

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Pan nodded in agreement to Douken’s reasoning, still a little shocked by the turn of events. They seemed to do their best work alone, without some clandestine organization watching their backs. It was impressive what the pair could do with their pokemon. Strangely, their host agreed with them.

“Oh, I know of your capabilities. In fact, I’m counting on them. If those are your terms, they will be granted.” If his masked face could show emotion, Deimos would have been smiling. Most other trainers would have made more exuberant demands, among them money and power. Not these two: Pan and Douken would do the deed without any more encouragement on his part. All that was needed was for someone to point them in the right direction. He was more than happy to fill that role.

“If that is all, I will guide you to the site. I would advise you to make your decision quickly, for time is running out.”

Pan looked to Douken and nodded. Not only were the disciples doing something involving a legendary, they had involved innocent people into their schemes. She could not simply leave Lenoilia (or Furoh for that matter) knowing that she abandoned all those people to the disciples. It appeared that Pan’s final adventure was a rescue mission, for those people, Lenoilia, and possibly beyond.

“Where is it?”
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Pan and Douken followed the dark-cloaked man and his alakazam past the front gates and into the Marowak Graveyard. Though there were plenty of dark-type pokemon lurking between gravestones, not a single one dared to cross their path. Strangely, no ghosts were lurking among them. They were usually a common sight in and around Lenoilia, yet none were sighted among the hills. Bones were still scattered along the path, with the occasional cubone digging up more before scurrying away at the sight of the alakazam. Clearly, this pokemon had some dealings in the area, ones that the residents did not soon forget.

The howl of a houndoom caused Pan to look ahead. There was a tall, lanky man dressed as a scientist, holding a metal suitcase and seemingly waiting for their arrival. Everything about his seemed perfectly in place, from his combed red hair to his nicely creased dress slacks. Behind him though was a more interesting sight: the entrance to a very peculiar valley. It had no signs of plant life (not even dead ones); it was covered entirely with white pebbles. In the middle of the valley was a jet black obelisk, a monument that was six stories tall by Pan’s estimation. The color contrast combined with vast difference to the rest of Lenoilia made the whole place seem all too eerie. As ominous looking as it was, that appeared to be their destination.

“Dr. Mondo, you have the item?” Deimos said to the man. Mondo pushed his glasses to his face and replied.

“It is very difficult to get authorization for one of these things. My credentials won out in the end. We’re set.”

“A change in plans, I’m afraid. Our team has been reduced to two. These two. Pandora Gibbs and Douken Sota.” Deimos nodded to the two teens behind him. Normally, the scientist would have scoffed at the plan, but wait! He knew these two! They were the ones that took down his leviathan, the shadow zoroark. It seemed so long ago but it was them. Mondo smiled rather smugly to the two.

“Uh…is there a problem?” Pan asked the scientist, confused by the look on his face.

“It’s nothing. I thought I…recognized you from somewhere. Just a coincidence.” This would most certainly be useful if he ever had to deal with that buffoon Justin Smart ever again. He was fantasizing about the look on his face when Pan interrupted

“Well, whatever is in that case, we won’t need it. Our pokemon will be enough to deal with the disciples”

“Good, for you won’t be getting it,” Mondo replied sharply, somewhat irritated by the girl’s attitude. “This is for me, in case you fail and someone has to stop whatever creature they happen to summon. And if you’re faced with such legendary power, you will wish that you didn’t go this alone.

“Peace, Mondo,” Deimos interrupted with his robotic voice before turning to Pan and Douken. “The mausoleum awaits you.”


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First placing them in the hands of the operation, and then suddenly handing the reins of the operation into their hands. It honestly felt too easy. Sure, if what they said is true some extra hands would be useful, but what was said was said and there was no stopping it now. Besides, like he would hand the world over to someone who wishes to fill their world in an endless nightmare.

Its too quiet,” Reep echoed into the two trainers’ heads. “Even where we are at, it seems too odd. I can’t even see any of my race.” Douken gave a slight nod to the comment, giving a quick eye to their guide crossed a Cubone, panic filling the little one’s eyes and causing it to scurry. Honestly, even going to the point of freaking out the local wildlife? It definitely boiled the Amazon’s blood a bit, not agreeing with this method of getting around, even if it was safer than random attacks.

When they were introduced to the doctor, they were greeted with an odd smug look. Seemed like Pan noticed it too and mentioned, but it was passed by like a simple misunderstanding. Kind of hard to mistake someone who had been on TV for his gym accomplishments, but maybe it was that that gave him some odd confidence or something. Still, barking at pan like that did bother Douken a bit.

“We don’t plan of failing,” he told the doctor as he walked through the gate, his hand lightly brushing the pink Pokeball that rested on his belt. “We made a promise to someone to make sure we don’t throw this world into a giant mess. I’m sure if she trusted this job to us, then she knows we have what it takes.”


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And so, Pan and Douken walked deeper into the valley. The path stopped where the pebbles began. With no road to travel upon, both had to maintain balance on a downhill slope of pebbles if they wanted to walk down. Pan, however, found far simpler and faster to let gravity take its course. She allowed herself to fall on her back and flew down the wall like a playground slide. The reenactment of childhood glee put a smile on Pan’s face, with Chi-Chi chirping with glee all the way down. The researcher picked herself up and looked to Douken, letting him know that it was safe.

“Coast is clear down here,” she said to him. As soon as both were on level ground, Pan led the way to the towering monument.

Arriving at the base of the mausoleum, the first thing Pan noticed was the glossy finish upon the structure. It almost appeared to be made of glass. In addition, there were no doors; the entrance was simply a long hallway leading into the interior. Finally, carved above the entrance were Furite letters, which Pan quickly looked upon to decipher.

“That Which Blocks the Darkness,” she said aloud. “Sounds ominous enough…”

Pan stared back into the dark hall and noticed a pair of gold eyes. Something was staring back! The researcher could just make out the silhouette of the creature: long flowing hair upon a small floating body. She had taken enough pokemon ID tests to know that that was a misdreavus. More significantly, this was the first ghost type they’ve run into since coming into Lenoilia. Whatever was going on, the ghost may know something of it. The misdreavus’ giggles echoed through the hall, beckoning them to follow.

“Douken, I think we’re going to need your own ghost to figure out what’s going on here…”

Without hesitation, Pan entered the dark hallway, eager to learn the secrets within. Her curiosity almost made her forget why they were really here…
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As they traveled down the hall, the pair came across the main room. It too shared the same glossy black texture as the outside. The exception was the tiled floor, which was covered in a layer of sand. There wasn’t anything else unusual until Pan stepped on the edge of the floor. A scythe emerged from the ceiling, cutting through the air horizontally. Had Pan not backed up in time, she would have been a head shorter! The scythe quickly disappeared into a slot upon the opposite wall. After catching her breath, the researcher quickly started looking around the room, both for clues and anymore random saw blades.


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It seemed like pan took on the initiative on heading down first down the hill, her child side popping up as she came down. When he did, it was more of the adventure-style one foot in front of the other with a hand as a balance type of slide. Yeah, he too had his fun with this, which Pan could see with the smirk on his face, but he had to at least keep in mind why they were here.

"As far as I can tell, as long as the Misdreavus doesn't sneak up behind us, we should be fine. They enjoy the 'scare you from behind suddenly' trick," Reep told them, Douken nodding to her comment.

"Other than that," Douken continued from his ghost's statement, "it seems like this one is the bravest of them all, considering we haven't ran into anything since we got here. Could be since they never stepped foot in here is why, though. Now c'mon, let's go."

After a while of walking, it was clear this place was not made to be unprotected as Pan was nearly beheaded by a flying scythe! "Pan!" Douken called out, rushing over to her side. "Are you alright?" After seeing she was safe, he sighed told her, "How about we keep our eyes out a bit sharper? Most of the times, the traps are slightly noticeable."

Wouldn't it be his luck that further down the hall when he was taking lead, he felt his foot step into the floor. No marks showing it was there and he stepped in one, causing a wall of flame to burst out right in front of him with flames coming from both left and right. Normally, the reaction would be to step back, but doing so would engulf him in a separate wall going up and down, entrapping him in flames. Luckily, there wasn't enough fuel in the blazes to cook him in the over, but he was still sweating hard when the flames died down, air blowing from the spigots. Falling over, he too had to catch his breath from his shock.


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While Pan and Douken were recovering from their near death experiences, the misdreavus couldn’t help but giggle.

“Hee hee hee. That looks like a fun game! I wanna play!”

The ghost pokemon proceeded to dust sand off a tile and pushed upon it. The tile depicted a blue water droplet, resulting in a jet of scalding hot water to shoot across the room. Luckily, the misdreavus was close to the ground, avoiding the trap. She tried again with a metal tile; a large metal spike descended from the ceiling. It seemed all of the tiles set off some terrible trap that would cause the humans bodily harm. That was until the misdreavus tried to push down on a white star title. She pushed with all her might, but no trap was triggered. Pan surmised that that was the key to getting across.

“It seems that the normal tiles are safe,” Pan said to Douken. “First, we need to get this sand out of the way. We need a pokemon that can use gust or some sort of wind attack.” None of her pokemon had such capabilities. Douken however…


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"Define 'Normal tile' ," Douken muttered as he watched the Misdrevous bounce along the tiles, trying to trigger whatever could pop up next. "Now, Sabre doesn't focus his wings into blowing away dust, but I think I know someone who can." Reaching for his belt, he pulled off the irregular Pokeball before tossing it out, calling, "Canaan, help me out!" In a burst of light from the opening ball, Douken's Dragonair made her presence known. "Canaan, think you can blow away this dust?"

With a happy cry, a spiral of wind began to form around her horn before it was shot out, a spiral of wind shot out, the Twister lifting the dust into the air, revealing the floor a lot easier before it started to settle once more. Still, it was plenty of time for them to see what was set up and get across before everything was hidden again. then again, considering the dust, it would take a lot more time than how long they planned to stay.


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The dragon pokemon summoned a violent storm right out of her horn, send sand swirling around the room. The move caught the misdreavus by surprise, sending the ghost into the miniature maelstrom. As the storm stopped, the misdreavus was sent through a wall, passing through without a trace. As the sand settled, much of it was concentrated along the sides of the room, leaving a clear path in the middle.

“See those symbols?” Pan said to Douken. “They represent some sort of element. There’s fire, water, electric…and that white star must represent normal.” The researcher was pointing out each symbol, giving particular attention to the “normal” tiles. “I used to play a card game that had similar symbols. So if I’m correct…”

Without warning, Pan leaped across several tiles to land on the white star. The room remained silent. She took another step to the next normal tile and waved Douken forward. Luckily for them, there was a decent path of these tiles, allowing the two to get across without incident.

“So far, so good,” Pan commented as they continued down the hall.
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Further down, the hall ended abruptly, a pile of rubble blocking the way. Fortunately, there was a hole blown out of a side wall, leading to another path. Unfortunately, it was a much more recent excavation.

“There was no collapse here,” Pan noticed, examining the black powder around the hole. “This is gunpowder, which means someone was making their own paths. It must be them.”

Pan looked over to Douken, feeling bad for dragging him here. If it weren’t for her, they’d be in Gigarte by now, worrying about gym badges and possible grass stains. Now, they had to contend with cults and the possible end of the world. Her adventures were likely more than he bargained for. How could such a simple mission snowball into this?

“I know this trip was a little more- OK, a lot more than you were expecting. Ahead of us are a bunch of cult members who will not be happy to see us. Before we go see them, I just want to say that I’m sorry dragging you into all these messes.”

As she spoke, a melancholy song flowed into their ears. It felt sad, yet neither could understand the lyrics; it was not from a human singer.

“Is that…music?” Pan asked, not realizing that the song she had just heard was the Perish Song. Beyond the hole in the wall, a jynx with a red scarf was acting as the source of the song. Using some sort of telepathy, she was able to implant the song directly into the minds of her victims. This left her fellow disciples unaffected. All she would have to do was avoid getting knocked out before time ran out. With several disciples between her and our heroes, she was at an advantage.

They didn’t know it yet, but the countdown timer had begun for Pan and Douken…


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After performing a game of Hot Lava with the non-normal tiles, it seemed like Pan was apologizing for the messes she brought him into it. After he returned Canaan (she didn't exactly have a lot of space to move about in here), the Amazon placed his hand on top of Pan's head and scrambled up her hair, telling her back, "You know you are a trouble magnet, right? Someone has to make sure you two get home safely." He topped that statement off with a grin, as if to say that it was no real problem.

However, a voice echoed in his mind. A singing voice. It was if they were listening to an opera where the main character had died, amplifying the sad and dark scene that was before the audience. However, the voice in his head didn't sound human at all. It was sending a chill down his spine. "I don't like this at all... One, rock is more enjoyable, and two, I think its safe to say that they know we are here. We need to hurry.

And wouldn't it figure, when they turn past the hall, there they stood. "Called it," he muttered before pointing forward. "Reep, Shadow Sneak!" The command told the Dusclops to sink into the shadows, the small part on top of her head barely showing through as she suddenly moved forward, reaching the enemy in front of her in seconds. All tht was left to throw some Punches and fight their way through. However, one was not enough. "Koldo, time to fight!" Retrieving his second Pokeball, he sent out his toxic frog, who saw the crowd more as punching bags than opponents. Dashing in with a Bullet Punch to a human disciple's stomach, he had a small chuckle as he went to the next opponent, letting the human vomit from the poison.


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As soon as they rounded the corner, several other disciples faced them, ready to strike. Luckily, this group was all human: no problem for all their pokemon. Douken was handling himself quite well, his dusclops and croagunk landing solid shots at the thugs. It was time for Pan to get her team together.

“Frog! Hydro Pump!”

As quickly as the poliwhirl materialized, he unleashed a powerful blast of water, sending three disciples on their backs and in a puddle of water. Chi-Chi immediately jumped out of Pan’s vest, seeing an opportunity for an attack.

“That’s right! Thunder wave!”

The pachirisu cheered as an electric pulse burst out of her cheeks, hitting the puddle of water. The attack spread into all three enemies, putting the whole group into paralysis. All that was left was the jynx at the end of the hall. And yet, she did not attack. The pokemon merely stared at the pair. That was when the song started again. This time though, Pan was wincing; the song was giving her a mean headache. This gave the jynx a chance to dash around the corner once more to escape retaliation.

By the time Pan recovered, the pokemon had escaped. She planned to pursue the enemy, but her pokemon stopped her. Chi-Chi was chirping frantically, while Frog was urging the researcher to sit down. The woman was confused at first…until she felt something wet in her ear. Touching it confirmed the severity of her situation.

“Douken,” Pan said, some nervousness in her tone. Her forefinger was covered in blood.
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The jynx had entered a central plaza, one that had spiral staircases. She had climbed one of them, though both led to the same location. The second floor consisted of a chamber, which was currently filled with chanting disciples. In the center of the room was what appeared to be a sewer cap, the seal that locked their master away. Around this seal were 23 unconscious bodies, all in beds surrounding the seal. Leading this procession was a man with a short graying beard. He was smiling: the preparations were nearly complete.

“Lord Damien, our sister Jynx has returned. Two more intruders have entered the halls. She senses that they have been underground.”

“Excellent,” Damien exclaimed. “Then we won’t have to go far for the final sacrifices. Surround them on both sides. The course they have set will not be reversed.”

“They will kneel before the end…”


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What was with that Jynx? She simply stared at them as the melody rang in his ears. Not until everyone in the way was taken out did she actualy do something, and all she did was run. However, that's when he started to feel it. His heart throbbed in an odd way, making Douken choke and cough harshly. having coughed into his shoulder, he saw the blood he let spill out of his body. It wasn't the venom he took care of either. "Shit," Douken muttered. For him to cuss out like that, things were bad. "Reep, hurry. After that Jynx. Take her out fast!" Another cough force its way out of Douken, causing him to fall to his knees.

"How can I be so stupid," Douken muttered before looking over at Pan. She was bleeding from her ears like her eardrums busted violently. So, she got affected too, he thought as he tried to catch his breath. "We got to stop that Jynx now," he told Pan, his voice low and serious and he said, "or else we will find out if there is actually a way for someone to die from a Perish Song..."

Currently, Perish Song was only very harmful to the ears of humans and caused the user and the Pokemon around to pass out. However, it was never tested on his it would be if the song was sent into the Pokemon's mind, let alone a human. Testing it was too risky, so it was actually never tried and almost like an unwritten taboo. Luckily, if Pokemon can get away from the song like in a Pokeball, they can recover from it. Humans had so such safety spot, but most likely it would require the user to be active for all the time for the song to have the effect they wish.

With Reep diving into the shadows to move via Shadow Sneak to chase the Jynx, Douken went into a full sprint, Koldo chasing after him. However, his balance could be clearly be seen as off as he tried to force himself up the staircase.


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Pan had never heard of a move as Perish Song. Judging from Douken’s ominous warning, it meant certain doom for the two. The blood running from her ear freaked her out enough to follow Douken to the jynx. Chi-Chi and Frog reluctantly followed; it seemed to be the only way to save their human.

As they entered the central plaza, Pan immediately felt dozens of eyes gaze upon her. The room was packed with disciples, none of whom were happy to see our heroes. Shouts of “infidels!” filled the air as dark cloaked figures descended upon the pair and their pokemon. Many of them came running down the stairs against Douken’s sprint, impeding his progress. The researcher remained at the foot of the stairs, occupied by the ground forces.

The first to attack was a floatzel and a persian, both clad in red scarf and dyed white hair upon their heads. These opponents wouldn’t be too much trouble for her poliwhirl and pachirisu.

“Frog, Hypnosis! Chi-Chi, Discharge!”

Frog had no trouble putting the cat pokemon down for a cat nap. When Chi-Chi let loose the electric attack however, the bolts were redirected to another pokemon in the crowd: a rhydon. With his Lightning Rod ability active, the pachirisu wouldn’t be able to use her more powerful attacks. The floatzel took advantage of this and Crunched down on the electric squirrel.

“Oh Chi-Chi! Seed Bomb!”

The pachirisu managed to drop the seed bomb as she was bit down by her foe. The resulting explosion caused the pokemon to back off. Pan recalled Chi-Chi to her pokeball and was about to summon another when seemingly everyone descended upon them. Man and pokemon alike closed in on the woman and her poliwhirl, forcing the former to the ground. Frog attempted to hold them back with hydro pump attacks, but there were too many. Pan screamed as pokemon attacks and batons from the humans lashed out at them, the two disappearing into a sea of black.

“ENOUGH!”

The crowd quickly backed away at their leader’s command. Pan was still on the floor, her poliwhirl draped over her. Frog had taken most of the blows, leaving him knocked out. The researcher quickly returned him to his pokeball and looked up to the source of the command.

During all the chaos, Damien watched from the top of the staircase as the heroes fought hard against his forces. He remained calm; victory was inevitable.

“Too long have you gotten in my master’s way,” Damien exclaimed. “If you will not kneel, you will…perish.” He slowly turned to the jynx, giving the signal to finish.
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The jynx was running around the room in an attempt to avoid the spirit chasing her from the shadows. She was not exactly a master of dodging; she was getting pummeled by hits from every dark space in the room. That was until a Protect barrier sprung up in front of her. She had a fellow disciple, a clefable in a red scarf, to thank for that. With Damien’s signal, the jynx began the final verse of her song...


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These Disciples were not letting him go that easily, making sure to stop Douken's progression up after the Jynx. "Out of my way," he said, decking the Disciples out of the way as he tried to force his way higher. However, as he tried to force himself up, a strong blow to the face, made him step back, almost stumbling over the railing.

"Remember me, boy," said a familiar voice, coming from one of the heads known as Antonio. The same man who went after the egg. "You made things harder on us for this day, but what I told you still holds true. We teach the devotion you give, so I shall make this offer to you. Become a Disciple and you will not hear the last verse. Be able to live long enough to see our master rise agai-" His answer was a punch to the face back.

"Yeah right," Douken said, breathing heavily. "I'd rather die than betray my friends and my promise."

"So be it."

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"Hold still!" Reep shouted as another Shadow Punch was thrown, striking yet another Protect barrier from the Clefable. Knowing it can't be thrown up constantly, another punch was thrown. This time, a Mienchao's Detect let her leap in time t pull the Jynx out of the way. "Do are willing to let my trainer die like this?!"

"You make it sound like you've been brainwashed by that human of yours. Not like it matters. In a few seconds, you will have a job to do, Miss Reaper," the Clefable mocked back. "The Song is almost done, and with it, you will have to send them over yourself!"

This angered the ghost-type well enough to throw yet another punch, the Clefable ready to block it. However, it struck the Mienshao instead. "I hope you regret pissing off a Dusclops such as myself..."

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Antonio were stuck in the stairs, trying to fight each other off. Douken aiming to get past, Antonio to hold him back.

Bu-Bump, Bu-Bump

All he had to do was hold him back, and it wasn't like he was working alone either. No, Antonio still had the other members helping him.

Bu-Bump.... Bu-Bump

It was draining his energy, and the song was running through Douken's head.

Bu-Bump.... Bu-Bump

He couldn't lose like this, he jsut couldn't!

Bu-Bump...... Bu- .....

The young body soon fell over, caught by Antonio. "Sorry boy. Should of at least joined and betrayed us. At least then you would of been able to see the results of our work." And with a push, Douken's body limply went over the railings and falling towards the floor.


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