The Aura is With Us

Chapter 3: When the Past Meets Present

The world around him was a swirl of too bright, too sparkly colors. Once again, his senses were ripped away, only to return after a few moments. Lucario could tell there was some kind of grainy surface pressing against his snout once touch returned to him. His ear twitched picking up the sound of some wild Pokémon nearby. After a second, he finally felt like the world had stopped spinning enough to open his eyes and get to his paws. There was no crystal chamber surrounding him now. There was only forest, if the many numbers of trees around him were any indication.

Sir Aaron let out a small hiss through his teeth as he back stood up, having been thrown back to the ground as well. Lucario watched his friend and winced. Clearly the teleportation had been just as hard on the guardian, if not more so. Perhaps it was due to the knight's longer time in the crystal.

"Are you finished?"

Ah, yes, the Mew copy. Lucario was beginning to not like him. The lavender Pokémon floated near the tree tops, arrogantly looking down at them. An expression of boredom on the pale purple face. The Jackal like Pokémon sent an unamused glare at the mythical. Teleportation, without warning, is not something anyone can recover quickly from, apparently the copy was unaware of this. Or he knew perfectly well and was just taking enjoyment out of the guardians' misery.

"Apologizes," Sir Aaron, ever the peacekeeper, said.

"The boy should be with in the area. I trust you can find him on you own?"

"You won't be accompanying us?" Sir Aaron raised a brow.

"I'll be watching from afar, but I'd rather not be in the presence of your kind more than I have to."

Do you have distain for Aura Guardians? Lucario glared.

"I have distain for humans."

"Then why are you working to save them?"

"The short answer, sir knight, is debt."

Debt? The jackal Pokémon titled his head and gave an unamused stare.

"I've only ever trusted two humans, one is dead. The other still remains, and I own him greatly. If Team Rocket were to succeed, he would die. Mew knows of this, and that is how she strongarmed me on to this train wreck of a plan. Need I explain further?"

"So, you're certain the lad is here?" Sir Aaron asked, wisely changing the subject.

"I have an easier time keeping track of particular humans than Mew. A perk of not having to return to a certain spot on the planet for certain periods of time. I know he's here, and once the girl shows herself again, I'll know where she is as well. This was my part; I'll leave you to do yours." The Pokémon vanished in a flash of light.

Cheery fellow. Lucario deadpanned sarcastically.

"He must have his reasons," Sir Aaron said, "Can you sense the lad?"

Lucario closed his eyes. The world of black slowly came to life with ghostly whispers of the physical world. Shapes and shades of silvers and blues rushed past him swiftly. It took a moment longer than he expected, but eventually the familiar figure of a brighter fiery blue came into his vision. Along with a smaller similarly colored figure stand next to him. Ash.

He's here.

"How far?"

Not very. The mew copy spoke the truth.