Damn, Kalos?

in a new world with my pokemon

Inside the basement of a cafe that was famous across the world

The executive stood before the figure, his head lowered as beads of sweat gathered at his brow. "I'm...extremely sorry. We didn't anticipate any interference, let alone in such an unexpected way. He dismantled the machine before it even had a chance to calibrate and start storing energy. I did manage to neutralize him, though."

The individual's gaze remained unyielding, assessing the executive in silence. After a tense pause, he finally sighed. "What's done is done. No need to dwell on it. We can't restart the process now—the stunt you pulled has alerted the League. They've already dispatched a team of Rangers to investigate the cave."

He turned away and moved towards his desk, lowering himself into his chair, his expression shadowed with disappointment. "And by now, League forces will likely involve themselves as well," he added, a note of resignation slipping through.

The executive kept his eyes fixed on the ground, unsure of how to respond. His words had already run dry; any excuse would only deepen his failure.

After a lingering silence, the figure spoke firmly. "You're dismissed."

...

From the dim edges of the room, a figure stepped forward as the door closed behind the executive. "I take it the reason for those devices has become clear to you, my dear scientist?"

The scientist adjusted his red glasses, a small glint in his eye. "Mega Evolution energy, sir."

The man seated at the desk nodded, turning his attention to a map of the Kalos region hanging on the wall. "Kalos is abundant with that energy," he explained, his gaze drifting thoughtfully across the region's landscapes. "If you know where to look, there's more than enough to harness."

The scientist's eyes followed the individual's eyes to the map, captivated by the implications. "How much... is enough, sir?"

Lysandre's stare turned steely, the subject of his stare now being the scientist himself.

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My appearance should be the least of my concerns right now. But I can't exactly ignore it either. My lab coat? Gone. My shirt? Half-burned and barely hanging on, scorched in patches. At least my pants had survived relatively intact, aside from a few tears here and there.

When I first woke up, I was completely flabbergasted to find myself in this state. How could I possibly look like this with no serious injuries? I had taken the brunt of two powerful Pokémon attacks. And yet, here I was—burn marks here and there, aching all over, but that was the extent of it? This doesn't add up.

It was an endless forest. Towering trees stretched endlessly, their thick canopies of lush green leaves intertwined to block most of the sky. The air was different here—fresh, almost intoxicating, brimming with oxygen like I had never experienced before. But something was off. The sky.

The sky wasn't right.

It was a surreal blend of red and blue, as if two realms had collided and refused to separate. The blue portion shimmered faintly, streaked with the colors of the rainbow, while the red bore ominous streaks of black, like scars cutting across its surface. It felt as if heaven and hell had met, clashing in a cosmic battle that painted the sky in their turmoil. The sight was breathtaking, hauntingly beautiful, and utterly alien—unlike anything I had ever seen or heard described.

And that, more than my injuries or my tattered appearance, was what didn't add up. This place... this world I'd found myself in.

What could I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.