Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Twisted Space

10: Eclipse

Darkness ravaged the world within Fallen's subconscious once again. It was eerily similar to his comatose hallucinations the night before, or at least, that was what he wrote them off as. This time, however, he felt a chilling air riding down his spine, and an ominous breeze pushing him along.

With no inkling of where he could be, he decided to walk against the wind. He was sure that beyond his vision would be dangerous, so countering the gale seemed like his best option.

"So you are the kind to push against the breeze."

A disembodied voice stopped Fallen in his tracks. The gusts retaliated with more force, making it harder for the treecko to fight his fate.

"You again!? What do you want from me!?" he called out to the oblivion, now jogging against the current.

"I am a friend. You can trust me."

"If you're really a friend, then show yourself!"

"I am afraid it is not so simple."

Fallen grew infuriated, "How can I trust you if I can't even see you!?"

"A valid point. However, it is not that I don't want to show my face. Something is interfering with our communication. It is why...this plane...is so...desolate."

"Oh no! You're not getting away this time!"

Fallen turned around and began dashing forward, allowing the powerful winds to push him along. He pushed onward, hoping to find the being that spoke to him. After what seemed like hours, all that surrounded him was darkness.

"Where are you!? What are you!?" he called out again.

"I...am..."

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"Fallen? Are you awake?"

In a fit of rage, the treecko's eyes shot open as he punched the hay beneath him. It took Vigil a few minutes to calm down his friend, who had continuously flailed and thrashed about until he came to the realization that he was awake.

"What's gotten into you!?" Vigil yelled. "Did you have a nightmare or something!?"

Fallen, regaining his composure, responded, "Y-yeah. I think I'm okay now. Sorry if I worried you or anything."

The newly awakened Fallen surveyed his surroundings. It was Azure's room, but something seemed amiss...

"Where's Azure?" he yawned. "I thought we were getting up at the crack of dawn."

"It is the crack of dawn."

Fallen sent Vigil a confused glance, "What!?"

"Yeah, so we better get going. Also, I don't think Azure ever came back into the room last night. I mean, look at his bed. Usually there'd be an indentation where he was lying."

"What? Don't tell me Team Unity was up all night talking about us."

Vigil shrugged, "I sure hope not. Come on. Maybe we'll find him in his office."

Fallen turned to Azure's bed, which, unlike Team Inferno's, did not have an indentation from its owner. The Lucario never returned as he promised, forcing Fallen to wonder what exactly his mentor had been up to last night.

The duo, now confident enough to navigate the base themselves, sauntered to Team Unity's offices. Vigil knocked on Azure's door, then waited a moment for him to open. However, there was no answer.