NOTE: I will be changing to 3rd person. It's easier like that and better to get everyone's views instead of constantly jumping POVs. Enjoy :3

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"Another town ... I can't believe we were kicked out of another town." Jackie emotionlessly groaned, ignoring Sneasel happily hopping around her feet as they walk through the Viridian forest. It's not like it was her fault. Well, not entirely. That masked idiot started it first and she only reacted. It's not like she could have prevented the destruction in the town but of course the authorities didn't care about that. She was barely able to sneak away with Atticus before being forced to pay for the damages through her grandmother's account if she didn't want to go to jail. Jackie continued to sulk before glancing guiltily over to Atticus who remained silent, refusing to speak at all about what happened.

She was annoyed Mole stayed behind to help with the reconstruction because that left her to face the grouchy Atticus alone. He had every right to be pissed; she cost him a badge and it's unlikely he'd be able to get a rematch with the guy. Her eyes drifted over to Sneasel, watching it staring at the strange hooked-metal claw before playing around with it. Where it picked that up she had no idea. She tried to throw it out but Sneasel possessively got it back, even hissing at her before greedily playing with it.

Jackie looked back over to Atticus trudging angrily ahead of her, shoulders tense and head hunched over slightly. He's clearly doing his best not to blow a gasket and go haywire on her. The tension in the air grew too thick as she let out a faint sigh, trying to think of how to remedy the situation.

" ... you mad about getting kicked out of your hometown again?" She asked off to the side, feeling compelled to break up the silence and clear the air.

"Yup," he pops the P, continuing to walk and not saying anything else.

"Ugh ... right, yeah," She embarrassingly agreed. Well it's not like she had much of a choice; she was about to die by that masked stranger if she didn't do something.

Jackie's mind turned back to the masked stranger, stewing in her confusion. What was that freak doing with her grandfather's Pokemon team? He left a while ago to go exploring the world and now, all of a sudden, this Team Rocket fellow shows up with his Pokemon? Something bad must have happened to him but she had no way of contacting him. No, she needed to trust in him. He's just fine, he had to be. He'd probably smack her on the head for worrying about him like this.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Don't worry about it. I'd rather not live in that town if Kurt acts like that." Atticus huffed before stretching his arms over his head. He paused, glancing down a narrow path guarded by closely entwined trees, "now, if you want, we can stop by the shrine of Ilex Forest," He suggested, making her perk up a little bit at his friendly offer. She stared at him, seeing no anger on his face as he sheepishly smiled. His eyes were too genuine to be faking it and trying to trick her.

… this guy was either a saint or an idiot for forgiving her so quickly. Maybe both.

"Shrine?" She repeated, thinking of some mystic voodoo stuff automatically. Shrines in the city were few and far between, aren't all that clean and are always crowded with people booing the religion or those there for actual worship. "There's a shrine out here in the middle of the woods?"

"For Celebi." He answered, turning down the narrow path and ducking under a tree.

"Celebi?" She asked, trailing after him with a bit of excitement. She didn't know what a Celebi was but it would be cool to see one, "what's a Celebi?"

"It's a mystical Pokémon that can travel through time. Celebi is the guardian of the forest." He explained, waving his hand over the trees and gorgeous plants lining the path. Each individual plant look vibrant and teeming with life and fresh dots of dew resting on the soft petals. Flowers of all kinds sway in the gentle breeze, seeming to happily dance with the movement of the wind. Her eyes drank in the simple and breathtaking beauty of the forest all around, hardly able to believe there were places like this anymore.

"It's beautiful out here." She said, stopping short as a sweet perfume wafted through the air. Oh that smelled good. Jackie admired the smell of the forest for a few moments before walking up behind Atticus, peeking around him to see a simple box on stilts with checkerboard like designs in the middle of the small clearing.

"What is this?" She asked, reaching out to touch it but Atticus pushed her hand back.

"The shrine for Celebi. I'll bet Kurt was here earlier," Atticus explained, nodding his head towards the smoking stick. She blinked, trying to figure out what the long stick with the burning end was. A black, flat ornate diamond stand holds it up, collecting some of the aches that had already fallen and burned off.

"What is that?" She asked, completely captivated by the beautiful set. It's so simple ... no bright, flashing signs or brochures being thrown in her face or noises clouding the air ... all that was here is a simple little box, looking so peaceful and serene that it drew her to silence.

"It's incense. You've never seen any before?" Atticus said, seeming surprised.

"All of our perfumes come from expensive boxes in the city," Jackie explained, admiring the simplicity of the sweet set up of this little place just a little off the beaten path. Was this the kind of things she had been missing out while living at the city? Her head craned back, looking up at the trees and spying some Pidgey roosting among the branches. Out of the corner of her eye, Atticus reached into his pocket and pulled out a small packaged item before placing it among the small stack of others similar to it.

"You give it offerings." Jackie said, staring at the well taken care of but obviously very old shrine. People come here and literally give this place offerings? But there's nothing here to take it. She watched in silence, trying to understand the mindset out here in the ... well, not city parts of the world. There's so much she had been missing out on in her life but she wanted to learn. A confirming shiver of excitement riveted down her spine as I grinned. And I'll do exactly just that with the Pokemon I have. Maybe … this was the kind of thing grandma Eiting wanted her to learn.

"Well, it's to show Celebi that we're thankful it stops forest fires among many other things." Atticus replied before standing up, "I'm offering Pokepuffs I made in Violet City. That's all. It's just a tradition in Azalea town anyways."

"Pokepuffs? What are those?" Jackie asked before her mind took another train of thought, "it's a water type?" She guessed. She assume it would need water to stop fires.

"No, Celebi is a-,"

A loud boom went off nearby, echoing the loud reverberating sound through the trees. Team Rocket was back?! Jackie nearly leapt out off her skin as she whipped around, prepared for a throw down before spying a small, harmless plume of smoke floating into the air from a childish looking firecracker. That little thing made that big of a boom? Holy crap.

"Ha ... ha, ha ... ah~ that scared me," she breathes, taking a few steps closer and discovering it was just a Koffing Firecracker. "Must have just been some kids from the village trying to scare the crap out of people. HA HA! Very funny!" She shouted into the woods, sheepishly laughing along. Whatever. She could deal with some troublemaking kids. She turned towards the shrine but paused, seeing Atticus nowhere in sight.

"Atticus?" She called, puzzled. Did he run when he heard the pop go off? Well he at least had more sense than she did. If it was Team Rocket she'd already be dead.

"Atticus?" She called again, looking around for him and trying to intently listen to her surroundings. "Where did you go?" She shouted before hearing a loud and intense buzzing sound. She whipped around, spying a horde of Beedrill rise into the air. Her heart dropped into her gut as she staggered back, unable to expel a scream before they charged.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" She shrieked before taking off, running as fast as she could with Sneasel sprinting ahead of her with ease, "where the hell did all these Beedrill come from?!" Jackie shouted into the air as she booked it down the path at a full paced sprint. Without warning, Sneasel leapt into a nearby bush and abandoning her to her fate of being stung to death.

"AHHH! Traitor-!" She accused before picking up the pace, running for her life with the Beedrill relentlessly pursuing right behind. Her legs burned as Sneasel ran along the tree branches above, hiding from the Beedrill and watching her with an amused and snarky smirk. UGH! What is that stupid Pokemon doing, just watching for the fun of it?!

She grit her teeth and picked up the pace, dashing down whatever path was in front of her. This forest was like a freaking maze, it was ridiculous and stupid! This whole forest was stupid!

"JERK! I'LL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!" She vengefully claimed while darting dpwn the path with the approaching Beedrill starting to catch up. Sneasel's startled cry caught her attention as she glanced over her shoulder to see the commotion. Her heart stopped for a brief second as Sneasel fell from the branches, having lost its balance from an attacking Beedrill that had spotted it.

"HA! KARMA!" She victoriously shouted before seeing the rest of the Beedrill making a b-line for their new target set.

… oh come on this isn't fair.

"IDIOT!" She shouted, angry it wasn't at least smart about following her before searching the ground for a weapon. Sneasel leapt among the Beedrill and tried desperately to escape but each time it found a new escape path a Beedrill covered it up. Jackie made a shot for the treeline, grabbing a big, sturdy branch before leaping into the fray and started swinging.

The Beedrill parted, startled at the attack before going in for the attack. Jackie wildly grit her teeth as Sneasel sprinted for freedom, vanishing behind the bushes as Jackie smacked one of the large Beedrill's across the head, making it flutter to the ground as another made a jab at her. She ducked back and kick's its sternum, stumbling back and trying to keep her footing. These Beedrill may be low leveled but they're nothing to scoff at.

"AUGH-!" Jackie screamed as a Beedrill's sharp stinger cut into her leg. Blood immediately seeped into her pant leg. Jackie punched it in the neck before grabbing it's wing, crushing it in her grasp before smacking it into another. There was no way she was going to beat them all. She spun around and tried making a run for it to lead them away from Sneasel but they cut her off, buzzing loudly a. These things just don't stop!

A sudden hissing made her jump as thick plumes of white smoke filled the area. The chemicals in the air stung her eyes and mouth as she staggered back, pulling her shirt over her mouth and nose before near blindly running out of the fray. Where did that smoke come from?! A sharp, loud bark caught her attention as he blue blur suddenly swept her off her feet, startling her as something inhuman leapt up through the air. Her eyes cracked open, spying a blurry outline of a canine's snout before it landed and set her down. Jackie rubbed her eyes and looked up, startled as it KOed a few Beedrill with moves so fast she didn't catch them. The Beedrill panicked, fleeing back into the forest with alarmed cries as Jackie sat back, breathing hard and staring at the strange Lucario in front of her. Her heart nearly stopped, thinking it was her grandfather's Lucario but soon relaxed. This was a different one. She could tell from its rigid stance that it wasn't the older and more relaxed Lucario her grandfather had.

Jackie looked around, trying to find the Lucario's trainer and try to see where that gas came. That citris gas almost smelled like Repel. An expensive one at that. A small struggling caught her attention as she looked up, seeing Sneasel right where the bulk of the smoke had to have originated from. Sneasel whined and rolled over the dirt, rubbing it's nose and sneezing to try to get the smell out. Jackie's eyes narrowed as she slightly limped over, lightly smacking it on the head.

"If you're going to leave me like that then at least make sure you're safe." Jackie scolded while pinching its cheek before pulling out a small rag and poured some water on it. Sneasel huffed and sneezed again, leaning against her as she rubbed the water over it's nose and head to help wipe some of the repellent off. So Sneasel doesn't like Citrus smells, huh? That could come in handy later. Jackie moved to stand but Sneasel latched it's claws around her shoulders, making her pick it up with her.

"So lazy." Jackie huffed, rubbing it's head before stretching out her leg and getting a better look at the blood seeping out. Ouch. It's not too deep so it won't need stitches but it needed to be bandaged. Lucario stepped in front of her, surprising her as he held out a small med kit. The Pokemon made light bow to her. She hedged back, impressed. It's surprisingly polite. Which meant it definitely belonged to someone as if the med kit didn't make that clear.

… which meant she couldn't attempt to catch it.

She stared at the med kit, thankful, cautious and a little creeped out. Whoever this Lucario belonged to was watching.

"Hey, whoever you are, don't be shy. I won't bite." Jackie called out, taking the small kit from the Pokemon. She listened for a response but none came. "Well, someone's bashful." Jackie huffed, annoyed that this good Samaritan was hiding from her. She leaned against the trunk of a tree, sliding down to sit while Sneasel remained glued to her lap.

"Off." Jackie grunted in annoyance, peeling Sneasel off and pushing it away before it immediately jumped back onto her lap, staring up at her with somewhat doleful eyes before she grabbed Sneasel's head and pushed it off again. "Give me a minute." Jackie snapped, watching Sneasel get all huffy before she quickly put cotton against the cut and wrapped it again before Sneasel pushed the bandages out of her hand and sat on her lap, lifting it's nose in the air as if daring her to try and push it off again.

"You're just asking to get hit." Jackie said, leaning forward and squishing Sneasel a bit. She quickly fastened the bandages, making sure they won't come undone while Sneasel squirmed, turning around and stubbornly hugging her. Sneasel was going to get its comfort hug whether she wanted to return it or not. She rolled her eyes and pulled out her wallet, taking out a few bills before setting them in the med kit and handing it back to the Lucario.

"Take this back to your trainer." Jackie said, lightly bouncing the kit in her fingers. The Lucario shook it's head, instead turning and began walking away. "Hey, hey come on, take the med kit back." Jackie said, trotting after the Lucario. It remained silent and steadfast, not paying her any attention as she followed it down the path. Ugh, whatever. Jackie shuffled Sneasel in her arms, turning to go down another path she hoped would lead her to the exit before Lucario let out a bark. She stopped and looked at it, staring it in the eyes.

"What, you want me to follow?" Jackie said, walking over to Lucario. When she was a few feet away it turned, resuming it's walk down the path to an unknown destination. Jackie hesitated, glancing down the other path and back to the powerful Pokemon. Well it's not like she had any choice. She lost her guide somehow.

Where in the world was Atticus?

ATTICUS

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH WHYYYYYYYY?!" Atticus screamed, clinging to the edge of the pitfall trap for dear life. Whoever was in this forest did not want company; he already fell through a pitfall trap near the Celebi shrine but the top covered back over it before he could even scream, separating him from Jackie. He loudly grunted as his arms shook from holding his weight and trying to haul himself over the edge of the pitfall.

"Erk ... I can't … hang on, any … longeeer!" Atticus cried as he tried to swing a leg onto the edge before using his other foot to kick the wall of the pitfall trap. The trick worked as he flipped out of the hole and rolled onto the ground, finally safe.

He laid there, staring up into the sky and heavily breathing while his tingling limbs welcomed the break. Who would set up a trap like that near Celebi's shrine and why?

"I don't think Celebi would appreciate that … ," he mumbled, sitting up and rubbing his head. Others could fall into that pit trap but he couldn't go warn them. It's not that he wouldn't go back to Azaela Town to warn them about the pitfall trap but that he couldn't since the … incidents. Atticus sat up, rubbing his achy arms as he looked around. He needed to find Jackie and meet back up with her. What if she fell into a different pitfall trap? What if there are more?

"Hey, Jackie? Where are you?" Atticus called out as he got on his feet and began walking around. No response.

"Jackie?" He called again, looking down the path and seeing no sign of her. Did she go out looking for him? But why would she leave when he disappeared right there?

… Unless she ditched him.

Atticus let out a sigh, grasping the crook of his neck and trying to loosen up the stiff muscles. Well, there was a decent chance she might have ditched him but there was a good probability that she might be waiting for him at the exit if she wasn't lost.

The best thing to do was to just get through the forest. With a heavy sigh he took a step forward towards the path before his foot caught on something, tripping him and making him fall flat on his face. The pain stung his face as he got on his knees, grasping at his nose. What the...? He stared at the wire tied from one tree to the other as low as possible, where anyone who walked by would have tripped.

" … t-trip wire?" He said, startled as he stood back up and brushed himself off. These jokes couldn't all have been kids, could it? No, that's not right. Children couldn't get their hands on things like this. It had to have been someone else.

"I need to be careful." Atticus breathed as he got up and brushed off the dirt from his body, checking his aching nose. What if the impact broke his nose? He was shocked he didn't get a nosebleed. As he felt his nose a sharp line of heat cut his cheek, making him jolt.

"Ouch-!" He shouted, startled as he spied a kunai embedded in the tree with a small note hanging from it. W-Who just threw that? He held his aching cheek, pulling his fingers back and seeing blood.

The red essence of life that was smeared across his pale fingers made him tremble, eyes wide with fright. B-Blood! It's blood! So-Someone in this forest is out to get him for some reason.

And they may have already gotten Jackie.

She could have been killed when he fell into that pitfall trap. No, no she couldn't have gotten killed so easily. She always fights back. Atticus felt the pit of his stomach groan in uneasiness as he felt the blood fall from the cut on his face and the stinging ache that caused him to shake.

No, no. She couldn't have but there's the strange knife deeply imbedded into the bark of the tree. Atticus shook his head, feeling his mind grow hazy the more he stared at the blood on his fingers. He refused to believe it.

… but just imagine all that delicious blood pooling around her pale skinned body.

A dark grin crossed his pale lips as he raised his hand to his mouth, his tongue running across the smear of blood on his fingers while he walked towards the tree and pulled out the kunai knife with ease. He calmly flipped the paper over, glancing over the brush written words.

'Stay away from our target.' it read. Atticus let out a light laugh through his nose before crushing the message in his fist, rolling his eyes around the forest.

"Who do you mean? Target? Yours? Do you mean Jackie? That's the best joke I've ever heard in this f***ed up world!" Atticus laughed as he almost doubled over, clutching the kunai in his hand as his laughter echoed through the forest. "Come on, tell another joke! Give it your best shot! Like anything would ever be yours if you hide in the shadows!"

He reached into his pocket, pulling his own bowie knife out, a sickening grin on his face. Whoever threw that kunai was watching, judging and measuring his reactions. He stayed quiet, trying to hear something that would give him a hint as to where he was.

"What? You throw a kunai at me and you dare not show your face? Are you afraid of what I'll do to you? To Jackie? Are you such a coward that you can only try to mess with me when I'm separated from her?" Atticus cackled before snickering, imagining the blood pooling around her body. "Are you scared that I'll kill her before you can kill me? Because I have a bone to pick with her, treating me like the dirt under her shoes back when we finally met in Cherrygrove," he said with a deep laugh, casually walking around a bit with a wide grin, "I'll take her apart piece by piece and send her to you if you want."

A dark figure jutted out from the tree line, kickstarting Atticus's adrenaline as he whipped around with a vicious grin. The dangerous glint of a weapon the dark figure held caught Atticus's eyes as his amber eyes widened with excitement. And so the fun begins. With a thrust, he used his bowie knife to deflect the figure's blade before plunging the kunai into the figure's shoulder. The masked figure let out a pained scream, clutching his shoulder and glaring at Atticus through the mask holes.

"How does it feel to have your own weapon inside your flesh?!" Atticus roared with uncontrollable laughed as he shoved the figure away.

The man stumbled back, clutching his Kunai before ripping it out. Atticus carefully studied the masked man, watching with glee the blood dribble from his shoulder and soak into his dark clothing.

"Now … now that is lovely. I can't wait until it is Jackie who will be my next victim." The man seemed to react to those words as Atticus immediately held up his bowie knife. "I'll use your blood as an offering for Celebi. It's only fair since you messed with its forest."

"I doubt a grass type would appreciate a sacrifice of blood, one of wicked tongue," the man retorted rather sharply, taking a few steps back, "safe travels until the next time we meet. I will not be so reckless; rest assured of that." He stated before vanishing, startling Atticus.

"Tch. I'll be looking forward then." Atticus hummed as he put his knife away and turned. He'll be back? Then this should be fun. Atticus's fingers swept over at his cut and let his tongue swiftly glide over his digits to taste the blood.

"Delicious."

ELSEWHERE …

In the darkness of the cave a powerful Psychic type laid resting. It's wheezing breaths echoed quietly through the cave as it tried to regain enough energy to continue fleeing. Escaping Giovanni proved more difficult than it anticipated and the Pokemon paid the price for its carelessness. All it could do for now was rest and bide its time.

Its paws reached out and tried to activate a Teleport once more to escape the forest for somewhere safer but all it managed to create was a small quivering mass of psychic energy. It bubbled as though it were boiling under heat and slowly evaporated like water.

Of all days when the strong Psychic Pokemon must battle a common enemy where he dwells as his own territory, why had Giratina showed up suddenly? Why did it curse him out of spite for him closing up the portal to the Distortion World? He had thought that Giratina wanted freedom.

Apparently not.

If...if it was able to just figure out a way to counter this curse, it could easily escape the nearing hands of Team Rocket. Alas, he was almost powerless now.

"Ah, there you are, Mewtwo!" A falsely friendly voice said, making Mewtwo's eyes narrow as a dark figure walked into the small den he was in, "ah~ good thing I found ya, huh? Team Rocket members are crawling all over this place." He said, taking a step closer. Mew two's eyes flashed, using the last bit of strength to shoot a pebble at him in warning and skim his side. The figure sucked in a fast breath, startled by the powerful hit as he staggered back. He clutched his side before lightly laughing, "ah~ still quite the bit of juice in ya, huh? But, that's alright. Consider this a present from Eiting," the man said, pulling out the dreaded Masterball; the same type of capsule it had barely escaped from only a few short days ago.

Humans are such...cold and loveless creatures. Like this cavern he was hiding in.

Did it ever ask to be captured?

It didn't know why Arceus and Mew were so fixated on this world, along with the others. This world was tainted by these humans and Mewtwo didn't think it'd ever meet a kind one.

In their hearts, all he could see was greed and selfishness.

Mewtwo narrowed his eyes as the figure approached him with the Masterball. No. Stay back. Mewtwo wanted to speak but his throat was so parched, he couldn't utter a single word. Don't Come any closer, wretched human!

You are all the same, with words coated in lies.

Barely able to lift another pebble from the ground with what was left of his powers, it was shot towards the figure, momentarily surprising him as Mewtwo struggled to get up before quickly levitating past the human as fast as it could.

"Whoa! So fast!" The figure shouted, chasing after the slow moving Mewtwo. Mewtwo's eyes narrowed, shooting past a few Team Rocket members and hearing them raise the alarm. It needed to escape before they captured it again. With the last of its strength, Mewtwo shot forward at blinding speed but an electric net was dropped over the cave entrance. Desperate, Mewtwo shot through it, letting out a soundless cry as it fell to the ground, spasming in pain and unable to lift the net.

It hurts … so terribly … Mewtwo tried to summon the last of its powers to try and Teleport out of it or even rip the net open but the last of its powers were tapped out with the electric net zapping away all hopes for escaping.

"Nice try, Mewtwo. Giovanni will be sure to never give you so much leash again." An admin haughtily laughed, lazily tossing a Masterball Mewtwo's way. Mewtwo angrily roared, shattering the Masterball in midair before collapsing onto the ground, finally succumbing to its exhaustion. "Hmph ... so it still had enough power for that, did it? Amazing ... pack it up and let's head home." She coldly stated, turning to leave as the others began bringing out a large, five foot thick steel encasement from the back of a large truck.

The grunts hurried to the net where a grunt had turned off the electricity, and they lifted up the Legendary Pokemon before tossing it into the encasement, locking it up before the truck drove off as the grunts hurried off into the forest, all looking smug at their success.

The man who was in the caves silently watched them load Mewtwo onto the truck. Ah~ Eiting wasn't going to be happy about this. She might actually come down herself. He let out a faint shiver, scaring himself with the thought. He'd have to call later and warn her about Mewtwo's recapture.

After all, it was the least he could do for her as a fellow competitor for her granddaughter's hand.

JACKIE

The light filtering through a gap in the trees made Jackie perk up, surprised. Was she at the end of the forest or all the way back to the beginning? Jackie picked up her pace, walking past the Lucario that stopped as she reached the edge, seeing a large path leading away from the forest to to a city she could see on the horizon.

"Awesome! We're out!" Jackie grinned as Sneasel finally let go of her and hopped around, excited.

"Is that you, Jackie?" Atticus's voices called.

Jackie turned around, seeing Atticus emerging from the bushes with his hands in his pockets, with a thin cut across his right cheek. Holy crap he looks like he rolled down a mountainside or something. His hair was all in a disarray, torn clothing and dirt all over him With her hands on her hips, she looked at him with confusion but her tone sounded almost accusing, "where did you go, Atticus?"

"Fell down a pitfall trap. Normal things." He said with a tired shrug.

"A what?" She asked with a startled laugh, baffled as she walked over to him to get a better look at his cut, "did you just say you fell down a pitfall trap?"

"Listen, don't worry about it. How did you find your way out so quickly?" Atticus asked.

"Oh, a Lucario helped me out," Jackie said, turning towards the forest but pausing, " ... where did it go?" She asked out loud, turning around around looking for it. What the? "Well it was here a second ago. I guess it just ran off towards its trainer." Jackie concluded. And she still had the med kit.

"Or maybe you were seeing things." Atticus snickered in a teasing way as Jackie gave him a glance.

"No, I wasn't. I don't think so…"

"No, I really wasn't." Jackie deridingly stated. She knew what she saw and felt.

Atticus merely pointed ahead, towards the city skyline. "Goldenrod City is just up ahead. Let's go." He said with a grin, trotting ahead of her. Jackie stared after him before back into the forest.

Where did that Lucario go?

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