Together

Chapter Thirty

The dungeon was surprisingly easy to get through. Most of the Pokémon in the dungeon seemed to be Aegislash, Honedge, and Doublade. They seemed surprised to see an outsider. It just have been years since they've last seen a Pokémon.

Despite it being a dungeon, most Pokémon seemed educated and peaceful. It was almost like it was a party that lasted until now instead of a dungeon full of Pokémon.

The dungeon was a little too easy, in Fae's opinion. Especially if someone like her could go through it without trying hard.

What was the point in going in a dungeon if the Pokémon weren't going to fight?

It felt a little strange.

She reached the bottom of the dungeon. She gasped in wonder as she saw the open room. There was a statue almost exactly like the ones in the middle of Poketown. This, statue, however only sported the one legendary Zacian.

Fae thought it was odd she was seeing this Pokémon statue once again. Was this dungeon where Zacian resided?

Excitement pulsed within Fae's aura. Maybe the Zacian would be around here somewhere. Fae looked around the empty plain-like area. Nothing.

Her ears fell in disappointment.

She really would have liked to meet such a Pokémon. The only legendaries she technically met were villainous, wanting her for bait.

However, Fae realized there was something here. There was a gray stone grave in front of her. She gasped upon the sight. Was the great wolf that lay within this legend dead? Fae's jaw dropped in shock.

It couldn't be possible could it? Legends couldn't die.

The curiosity within her peeked, and she slowly approached the stone grave with questions they needed answering. She noticed the text on the grave. There was a name engraved on it that read: 'In memory of the Sword Hero.'

The Sword hero? Zacian? Fae wondered as she took a closer look. There was a crown scribed on the gravestone. There was a bump on the ground where Fae assumed the body of this Sword Hero was.

There didn't seem to be anything of interest in the bottom of the dungeon, so Fae began to turn away. A soft breeze whirled past Fae, and the sound of paw steps could be heard. However, Fae heard the sound of something flapping and turned towards that instead of the paw steps—The paw steps were too light to be heard.

Fae was curious. What had made that sound? She raced over towards the source of it: a tapestry. It depicted two curious-looking human beings.

Fae shivered as she looked onward.

The humans seemed to be holding a sword and shield much like the two legendaries. Now she was confused. Were the humans holding Zacian and Zamazenta? She wasn't sure. There must be symbolism within this tapestry. It was very misleading.

There was a depiction down at the bottom of the tapestry that read: 'Ancient Sword and Shield Heroes.'

Fae stared at the tapestry some more. "Huh, this tapestry is very confusing." She remarked as a thump could be heard behind her.

She gasped and jumped, turning around at the sound. It was a light sound, but it was very clear to her now that someone was in this end with her. She got a little nervous. Who could be down here with her?

"H-hello?" She asked. Whoever or whatever was there—they were gone. Fae glanced around, feeling tension rise up as she tried to figure out who was there.

Was it an enemy? An ally? A thief? "Who's there? Show yourself! I'm not afraid of you!" She yipped as she prepared herself for a possible battle.

A soft laugh could be heard as a scar-ridden wolf—the one from the statues—came padded out of the darkness. This wolf was lithe, and more skinny than the portraits of them showed.