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Zaria recognized that beneath the gruff exterior and the dismissive attitude, there was a person who had experienced pain and regret. Magnus wasn't just a nother villain; like her, he had carved a path of survival amidst a world of uncertainty. She could relate to him too well. That was the real problem; a good scientist needed all the data and could not be blind to peoples' faults.

He didn't want to plough forth with the MewFour project. Couldn't he see the scientific potential, couldn't he see that this was a way to revolutionize every bit of earthen technology? But she couldn't say that. To accuse without the full context would burn whatever tenuous bridge she had. Besides, she needed him to keep his mouth shut about her less proud moments. She chose her next words carefully, trying not to scare him off.

"Just... call me Zaria." She paused, figuring out how to best phrase what she wanted to say. "We're not that different, you know. We've both seen the darker sides of this world. I don't know what they have on you, but we're both here, assigned to this project. 'The Eyes' may have brought us back together, but that doesn't mean we have to be enemies or let them define who we are. Why can't we just keep an eye out for each other? There's strength in numbers, even if it's just two."

Her response sounded slightly more Hallmark-card than she had wanted it to, but it was genuine.

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"The Eyes... I wouldn't be here if it weren't for..."

He trailed off, muttering quietly.

He sighed, closing his eyes.

"The reason why I'm never going to trust you, never gonna look out for you, is precisely because we're similar."

He paused for a few seconds, taking a sip from the paper cup of water in his hands.

"You should know better than anyone."

He didn't make an attempt to move past her.

"I simply do what I need to, do what I'm assigned to do. If not, the moment I step back in Unova, Interpol's gonna arrest me for murder and Arson."

He huffed quietly, pulling on the straps of his guitar case.

"I'm here because I have no other choice. I don't want to be your friend, and I don't want you to look out for me either. I'll keep your origins and your past works a secret. So just leave me alone."

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"These beasts are magnificent, though." Sampo praised, looking at each one with intrest. Each was different and had a different vibe - are those for the heroes? He didn't know, but he knew he would find out soon. He sat on the ground and waited for any further information to process.

Zaria listened to Magnus's words, his frustration and bitterness evident in his tone. She could sense the walls he had built around himself, and it she could see an echo of herself. To see someone so guarded and burdened by their past... His words cut deep, a reminder of the mistakes she had made and the darkness that had once consumed her own path. They would never truly be free.

"You're right," Zaria replied, her voice tinged with understanding. "We both carry our own burdens, and I know that trust is not easily given, especially in our... line of work."

She took a step closer, wanting to bridge the gap between them, even if only for a moment. "I won't force a friendship on you if that's not what you want," she continued. "But I want you to know that you're not alone in this. We may be different, but we share a common struggle, and we can learn from each other."

Zaria paused, considering his situation. "If Interpol is after you, then you've faced your fair share of legal challenges. But running away won't solve anything. I can't promise to fix everything, but I'm willing to lend an ear if you ever need to talk. Sometimes, having someone to share the weight with can make a difference. But I'll respect your boundaries. Just remember that my offer still stands. You don't have to face your demons alone." She took a step away from him, giving him his space back, and nodded in acknowledgment of his request.

"I'll leave you be for now. But remember, if you ever change your mind, I'll be here. We're not that different, Magnus, and sometimes finding common ground can lead to unexpected alliances."

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him to contemplate her words once again. Zaria knew that she couldn't force him to open up or accept her offer, but she hoped that in time, he might come to see that he didn't have to face the world alone. As she continued down the sterile corridors of the laboratory, she held onto the hope that their paths would cross again, and perhaps then, he might consider her words more carefully. She was haunted by the conflict in his eyes; she knew intimately the warring desires to remain closed off and the subtle hints of vulnerability that a person tried to hide.

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For a moment, it was like looking into a mirage of a past hazily remembered. Foretellers who had promised them all a world free of suffering alighting upon their union with talks of heroism and grandeur that all children (for that what they were, children no older than 15 all chasing an impossible dream) could only whisper under thin sheets and candle light. Already, he was on guard as the golden deity seemed so much like Ira, the unpleasant memories of a life short lived sitting on his tongue. Everything was just much too similar that he couldn't help but be thrown into the past of a time long past. "I don't think I like where this is going..." He murmured, shying away from the monsters that didn't quite look like heartless yet still set unease deep into his soul. While he wanted so badly to be optimistic and think that this time it would be different, some things just never left fragmented memories.

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Reclining in his chair, Sho rolled out stiff shoulders as he typed away. Experiment 2232 was a failure, a pale imitation of the stories of old. None of the subjects could handle the power that came with the direct splicing of Legendary DNA into their genome, mutations and unexplained illnesses cropping up. He suspected that even if the test subjects had lived past the first few days, there would be more complications that would occur as long as their bodies wouldn't be compatible with the DNA. Sighing, he ran a hand over his face as he stared at the failure staring right back at him with the buzz of electricity and crackle of static. It had never been ideal but that was just what science was. One step forward and three backwards. Nothing lost is nothing gained. The sound of a his office door opening had him sending a quick prayer to the heavens for patience and tranquility. "It's only manners to knock before entering." He called, leaning back forward to plunk in his data. Empirical numbers would prevail, it always would.

When no one answered, he sighed and spun around to pin the interloper with a dead stare. Only to face a pokemon that he had definitely just been researching about, floating there almost menacingly. At least to Sho. Really, Jirachi was just floating there, curiosity dripping off its form as Sho gripped his own pokeball in anticipation. Metang wasn't a pokemon used to battle, just another tool for him to use in his experiments, but well there was an intruder in the labs. That was more than enough reason for him to battle

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"...ha. all of you people are the same. Last time I trusted someone from Castellia, I got a knife through my ribs. Forgive me for being apprehensive."

He muttered angrily, entering his office.

"Fxcking...Arceus above..."

He set his guitar case down.

He sighed.

It seemed that he'd ended up being unable to accomplish anything.

He sat down at his desk, booting up the computer.

"...well, I have enough time. Why not?"

He flicked open a spreadsheet, one that tracked the condition of every scientist's pokemon in real time, along with having a detailed report of the scientists' person and their pokemon's medical records.

He glanced at his desk, picking up a pair of glasses.

He huffed, cleaning the lenses, before putting them on.

He clicked through the spreadsheet, landing on Zaria's little section.

He sighed.

"...Zaria Burns... who the fxck does she think she is..."

He muttered quietly.

"'oh, let's be friends! We're both pretty similar! We're both from Castellia's Slums! We both realized that Team Plasma was doing some shady sh!t! We're both working here, on a project that could kill literally everyone on the planet, led by a guy who's blackmailed you with threats of being sent to jail for various crimes you committed in order to survive!'... Fxcking..."

he set his pocketknife on his desk, clicking through the spreadsheet.

His eyes wandered, though, to the knife, then to the bloodied bandages around his arms.

maybe he could...

he picked up the knife, flicking it open.

he stared at the blade, pressing it against his wrist.

And then he pulled away, his breathing quickening.

...no.

that was a bad decision.

He spun in his chair, throwing the knife at the wall.

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Venomania Fluer
"I can't spit it back out."

I almost jumped up in suprise when i heard a large echoing voice saying "Welcome Grand Heroes". I quickly turn to my right and I see... Legendary Pokemon?! I can recognize some that we're also coming out of some portal behind them like Suicune, Rayquaza and... Eternatus..?

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Sirius Venus
"This world is nothing but a mere stageplay, And all Man and Women are Actors in it."

I was standing in a corner when a Emerald haired boy ran up to me and said "Skuld! You're alive!" And just as i was about to stop him and explain that he might have gotten the wrong person, he started to ramble about "Darkness, Weird Data worlds" or something along those lines and shaking my hand up and down in joy. I also noticed that when he smiled, giant fangs showed themselves despite it looking painful to fit in such a small cavity. "This poor guy, i guess he just misses his friends alot." I thought to myself. Then i noticed that the Emerald haired boy had turn to face something, along with the others. I peeked from the top of the Emerald haired boy's view to see multiple legendary pokrmon popped up out of a portal, with the final 2 pokemon exiting from it being a small genie like pokemon and.. ARCEUS?! Theres no way this isny a dream...

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Hibiscus Lilia
"Even as the wind blows, we advance, on this sand planet of Ours..."

"Hm, I guess you all finally woke up."

A voice announced from high above. It echoed throught the Great Crater of Paldea, and could be heard by everyone inside of it. Where it came from? It was from what seemed to be a girl flying ontop of a Noivern.

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"Wait-" Something in his mind struck Sampo. "They aren't beasts... Look at them properly..." he told himself, "They're Pokemon! It's possible!? And legendary Pokémon! They are so. cool. I can't believe... wait, is that Arceus!?" His eyes were moving quickly, and he looked like a true Pokémon fan. "Arceus! The creator of all Pokémon!" He gasped in wonder.

The figure spoke: "Oh hi there! You need anything?"

Blue blinked and smiled, “Hello. No I don’t think so, thanks but.. where are we?” She turned to the white-haired girl. “Your name is Clara.. right? And your Venomania. I’m Blue or, if you’d rather call me by my full name, Azure.”

But Venomania had turned to face something. Blue moved slightly so she could get a better look and what she saw was incredible. “P-pokémon?” She stuttered, managing to hear the words ‘Grand Heroes’. “What in the name of Arceus?” She knew that she wasn’t a hero, and neither a villain but.. who were the Pokémon talking about? Them?

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Abi sighed, “Good thanks.” She didn’t mind being called the Whisperer as it reflected her past. She could tell that some people thought the name didn’t fit with her but every word was a struggle for her to say and at some points, she found it hard to speak at all. “Is your research-”

But Abi cut herself off, hearing a voice and certain that everyone else in the lab could as well.

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Bendys eyes turned to a Knocked Out version. "I'm feeling cynical. Where's William...?"

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"Where's Sportsy-- OH CRAP!!!!!!" William teleported to Bendy and waved his pixilated hand over him. The cut instantly healed with a glow of purple. "Sportsy? Are you okay?"

Once again, Bendy sounded like Fandroid. "Uhm... Yeah I think....just that I nearly got killed by this kiddin here. WILLIAM, DO NOT STUFF THEM IN A SUIT, OKAY?"

....

"M'Kay Sportsy, but we need answers." Afton shone a torch in Jets left eye. "WHO THE HECKER ARE YOU AND WHY DID YOU TRY TO KILL HIM?!"

By accident, Bendy turned into the Ink Demon. "Maybe I could SLICE them back.....?" The Ink Demon turned into Bendy. "No... Too vicious..."

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Araceli did not say anything yet, she took the role of an observer for now and pretended to not care, instead taking out another energy bar and splitting it between her and Reina. She was intrigued...

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Clara nodded at Blue and looked at the same direction. "Oh, look at that, big brother Sampo had told me about those before, there's Suicune, Virizion, Zeraora, Yveltal, Zacian and some more cool legendary and mythical Pokémon." Her eyes sparkled with delight, she never knew she could meet them, especially face-to-face.

Venomania Fluer
"I can't spit it back out."

I turned back and managed to catch the Sapphire haired girls name, "Blue". "Well nice to meet you! And yep, my name is Venomania. Nice to meet you" She held out a hand for Blue to shake.

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At that second, Bendys cut reappeared and ink dripped everywhere. "Oh Sportsy... I need to get you back to Jack." Afton held Bendy and teleported to the bush. He placed the bleeding ink incarnate and attempted to heal him again. The 15th time was a success, with Bendys eyes and voice turning normal.

"I can still see the cut.... Its very faint though. Not the first time I've been attacked, and not the last."

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The white and gold being nodded at the reactions. "It seems some of you already know of us. For those who don't, I am Arceus, and these," Arceus used a hoof to gesture around itself, to the other beings. "Are the, what you can consider, gods of this world. You have been brought here for one reason. Save our world from tragic destruction."


Jet didn't answer to gooey and purple beings as her eyes widened in shock. G-g-gods?!? Hearing this, she quickly despawned her katana and positioned her arms so the backs of her hands formed a diamond shape over her chest.


Bump-bump... Bump-bump... Bump-bump... Error clicked quietly to herself. So she wasn't in her host's world... But, this... Arceus... Spoke of help and heroes... Could she even be of help?...


Jirachi flitted in place upon seeing its target; Hoshirube Sho, "The Heart". It began to speak, a high-pitched, almost childlike voice. "Grand Hero, please do not attack! I come with no ill intent! You are needed to save your world! Please listen to me!"

Bendy perched himself on Aftons head and glanced at Jack.

"Arceus? That God of all pokemon? Ink.... That's epic..... "

"SPORTSY, I TOLD YOU ANOTHER CHAOTIC TRIP!!"

"Yes William. I predicted you may be right. But remember, all those years back when we murdered them children, you told me that 'One day, we'll protect a world from it's doomsday.' I laughed at that, but I shouldn't have though. You were right. Me, you and Bendy. We're all gonna do this together. All 18 of us."

Jack faced the god of all pokemon.

" How may we be of assistance, Sir?"

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Gods? Like...Kami..? Kishi caught the eye of a blue and purple colored 'god'. It almost looked like Suijin, the Goddess of Water...at least in her religion. She knew other religions existed, especially with the help of Kagome's teaching of the more modern world.

She looked back at the floating white and gold being, Arceus, and listened carefully. Save the world from destruction...nothing I'm not used to. She let out a small sigh.

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Bendy was singing again.

Dreams do come true~

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Venomania Fluer
"I can't spit it back out."

I turned back to face the Legendary Pokemon as "Arceus" announced something. "Save our World from tragic destruction..?" i murmured outloud. "Theres no possible way this could be real" I thought to myself, pinching my wrist to make sure i wasnt in a dream, and it did hurt...?

"Erm, excuse me!" I raised my hand up high to catch "Arceus'" attention "I have a question."

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Arceus paused to let the chosen react. It turned its head to one who raised their hand to ask a question. "Yes, Miss Fluer? What knowledge do you seek to understand?"


Bump-bump... Bump-bump... Bump-bump... Error tilted her head, listening carefully. What did this...Fluer?...want to know? What information was about to be revealed??