Warnings: Not a lot of GaryXReader moments, this chapter basically adds a lot more suspense, though through the adventures of the many supporting characters. Lots of cliffhangers, and I guarantee you, you will be confused because lots of stuff hasn't been cleared up yet. THERE IS CONTESTSHIPPING IN THIS CHAPTER. DEAL WITH IT. Also, it will be very dramatic and teeny tiny bit pointless.
??? P.O.V.
I'm starting to give up hope... it's all hopeless... how can I ever rescue the Lake Trio?
I know the end is coming soon... I feel myself giving into my pains, injuries, bruises. I squeeze my eyes shut as I continued to fly through the sky in search of my friends. This is terrible... I wish things never were like this... my human form was so much more relaxed, but I know I can't turn back, not now! I have to help...
"What happened to Darkrai?" I lost control of my own voice for a second, and the words came out before I could stop them. I hope he's okay... I don't care that we're opposites and that we're supposed to hate each other... I love him...
No! I can't give into something like love, especially not right now! I have to keep going... for (Name)'s sake... I miss her... I hope she hasn't forgotten about me...
I'm so weak. I need to stop. I can do this. We will win.
But I want to stop...
But I can't!
But I'm breaking...
But I won't. I won't I won't I won't.
The world's destiny is to have a bright future. I'm going to make that come true.
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??? P.O.V.
I gaze around the beautiful meadow, dotted with Gracidea flowers, and waited for my friend to come. I hoped she would...
This place is the only place where Shaymin can be safe... no one knows about it except me and very few others. It's beautiful paradise here, but I know that it's better off if people didn't know where it was.
People don't know me anymore. I pretty much disappeared off the face of the universe around when I was fifteen. Truth was, I haven't been far, but just here. Gracidea Meadow. A little beyond the Sinnoh Pokemon League, hidden by a thick grove of trees that lead to a river. Surf up the river and here you are.
Gracidea Meadow.
Home of Shaymin and... well, me too, I suppose.
"Shaymin, shay." 'Translation: Hello!'
"Hello, Shaymin," I say, smiling.
"Shaymin!" Shaymin's expression suddenly turned serious. 'Translation: I need your help, it's urgent...'
"Of course, Shaymin, what is it?" I ask, quirking an eyebrow.
"Min! Shay shay!" 'Translation: I need you to house my soul, just for a little bit.' I frowned in confusion.
"But why? Is something wrong?"
"Shay!" 'Translation: Yes. VERY wrong. Something that can end the world. Please...'
"Of course, Shaymin."
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Third Person P.O.V.
The Pokemon's red eyes widened. She saw him! Yveltal! He was right there, in front of her face, still looking for the world's dimension controls that only she herself should control!
"Yveltal," Giratina snarled, and quick as a Liepard, charged at the Pokemon. Yveltal sneered.
"Hah. Giratina. About time you found me. How long has it been? Five years already?" The evil Pokemon taunted.
