Clashing Land and Dimentions

Chapter 8: Didn't We Avoid This?

It's been about six months since Chronic and I had defeated Lia, and things have been going great. First off, Chronic and I have been officially dating for at least four months now, and with everything settled down, we're able to live life as normal, not having to worry about the world ending, or anything of the sorts.
In other news, Chronic and I are living in a house in Undella, which my Mom helped us obtain.

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I was in the backyard, training with my Feraligatr, Water, when the skies suddenly started to darken. I looked around, quite confused. There was no chance of rain or anything in the forecast.
Chronic then came outside. "Hey Sarah, you should probably come in!"
I could barely hear him, as the wind started to pick up all of a sudden, but I did hear him. With that, I returned Water, and went inside.

I went into the kitchen with him. "What in the name of Arceus is going on with the weather all of a sudden?"
Chronic shrugs. "I'm not exactly sure, but weather officials are saying we should prepare for a really bad storm. They said hail was possible, along with damaging winds that could cause a widespread power outage."
I shook my head. "Still... Something doesn't feel right..."
He sighed, and put a hand on my shoulder, and pulled me close to him. "Hey. Everything is going to be ok. We defeated Lia, so there is no chance whatsoever that she can be behind this. And remember. It's the middle of the summer, and storms like this are very common."
I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Yeah. I guess you're right..."
He smiled, and lightly stroked my hair. "See? Nothing to worry about. Nothing at all... Now why don't we go and watch some TV?"
I nodded. "Yeah. Let's do that."

We then went into the family room, and sat down on the sofa, and I turned on the TV, and flipped to a news channel, where they were having complete coverage of this freak strom that came out of nowhere.
Based on what the meteorologists were saying, they didn't have a clue about how this storm came to be.

Eventually, they switched over to live feed on the field, where a reporter was actually here, in Undella Town, reporting in on the storm. That's when something caught my eye. There seemed to be a figure or something in the corner of the screen, but they soon changed back to the studio.
I quickly grabbed the remote, and Chronic looked at me, concerned. "Hm? What is it Sarah?"
I hit the pause button abd then the rewind button, allowing me to go back frame by frame, and then I hit pause again when I was where I wanted it to be. "Look in the top right corner."
In the top right corner was an unmistakable figure. A Darkrai.
Chronic looked at me. "I think we're both thinking the same thing, aren't we?"
"That we need to get out of here and warn everyone?"
He nodded. "Yes. But first, we need to go to Sootopolis."
I tilted my head. "Why's that?"

He sighed. "To retrieve Groudon and Kyogre, of course."
I mentally facepalmed. "Oh. Duh. We definitely need to do that."

With a nod, he grabbed my hand, and teleported us to the entrance of The Cave of Origins.