Mixturing Moves

Chapter 9: The Midnight Killer Part 1.

Everyone seems to be minding their own business after the intense fight. Lucas puts the last piece of the once broken statue together with glue. The sun shines at the Furret intensely, making him sweat and pants in exhaustion.

"Phew. That should do it." He says calmly. Then the whole statue collapses, leading the Delibird to sigh heavily.

"There goes my one million Pokedollar statue. Ruined." He says before tearing up. Ashen goes to cheer the Delibird up as Lucas shrugs and laughs nervously.

"It's okay. Um...I'm...I'm sure that you can get yourself another statue, Mavel." Ashen says with a bead of sweat forming by the side of his face. Ducktian glances at the Linoone.

"Get myself another expensive statue? Like that's possible! Hmph!" The Delibird looks away. "I wish I could charge those intruders right now...Sentence them life in prison, too!" Ashen shifts from the comment. "But anywho, thanks for at least trying to fix it..." The Delibird sighs once more.

Ashen nods. "No problem."

"Also, thank you and your group for cleaning...up...the place..." Ducktian's brow raises.

"Is something wrong?"

"What's your Furret friend doing?"

Ashen turns to see Lucas somehow tries to tape the statue together. "Lucas? I don't think that'll work." Ashen blinks in a unsure manner. "At all."

Lucas huffs and says, "Well, I'll make it work! Gosh darn it!".

Ducktian puts his face against his hand, shaking his head. "The statue is a goner at this point. No need to tape it up." He says in a depressing tone.

"Heh, who to say that my brother would give up on anything?" Ashen chuckles softly. Ducktian looks at him with a concerning look on his face.

"Wait, that Furret is your brother?" Ducktian asks. Ashen nods calmly. "Ah, I see."

The Linoone smiles at Lucas as the Furret smiles back, laughing adorably. "He's something to cherish. Something to make me happy that I'm alive despite ticking me off at times." And I'll be sure to keep it that way no matter what.

. . .

Midnight comes, leaving the village to be surrounded by darkness. The only light in the village is the glow of the moon. Near the port lies a Watchog staring at the moon with awe.

"Wow. What a beautiful looking moon." The Watchog says to himself, smiling softly. "I wonder, if there's someone out there that guards the moon and its beauty?" The Watchog thinks for a moment before chuckling softly. "I'm sure that there is."

"You..." A voice says in a soft, serene tone. The Watchog looks around curiously from the said voice. "Yes...you...Follow me..."

"Who goes there?" The Watchog asks.

"I will guide you to eternal happiness..."

"Eternal...happiness?" The Watchog looks towards the trees that are beside the village, hearing the voice coming from there.

"Yes...You want happiness in your life, don't you? Then follow my voice...I will guide you to a place filled with glee and peace..." The Watchog shrugs, unsure about this.

"Well...life hasn't been easy for me so far...So sure." The Watchog follows the voice to the forest.

"You're almost there..." The voice says, cheering him on. The Watchog walks into an open field surrounded by trees. The view of the sea can be seen from the field thanks to the trees leaving a space. "Stop. You've made it to your location..."