Trial

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(Kara's POV)

I still have so much questions. First off, why is Aeru so dead set on having a trial. That Bisharp could've just hid the pearl anywhere and say he has no clue where it is. Plus, even if we somehow did return the pearl, I have committed so much thefts too other pokemon, so wouldn't that just cancel out the 'big' theft.

I simply came here to pay for my actions, not to claim I'm innocent; because deep down I knew for a fact that I was far from innocent.

I saw Wigglytuff whisper something in Aerutheal's ear, then soon later followed by Chatot leading me away from the office.

My feet felt like sand, almost gluing me to the hard pavement below. The only thing that kept me moving was sorrow, knowing that I was probably going to be executed this very day. I was a horrible pokemon, a sad excuse for a Gardevoir. All I hoped was that death it wasn't to terribly painful. I sighed loudly, trying to rid that thought of my mind.

We were walking to a big place labeled, "Court House". On the front of a building was a large clock that read, 1:33. I assumed then that my trial began at 2:30, estimating the amount of walking time we've done so far. While we were walking towards my death house, I started feeling .... weird. Not like sick, but different, as if I was under some kind of dizzy spell. Before I knew it, everything started fazing into two, and my vision blurred. The ground felt like it was sinking, and my eyes blinked hastily.

The last thing I saw was the large clock at the front of thee building, slowly spinning as my sight started to fade away.

(Ancient Realm)

I opened my eyes and felt dizzy. It took a little while to digest where I was, due to the dizziness that overcame my body. I was in a very foggy sort of place, little clouds surrounding me. The fog covered the floor all the way to the seemingly never ending sky.

"Kara?" A familiar voice called out.

"Aeru!" I smiled, turning around to be met by his happy and jittery face. I begun to walk towards him, until my memories kicked in.

'Wasn't I just on my way to doom. Chatot was leading me to the courthouse, but now I'm here, in some crazy and distorted place.'

"Crazy, isn't it." Aeru smiled.

"Yeah," I stared around wondrously, almost immediately noticing that the fog was beginning to clear up. The 'floor' that me and Aeru were standing on revealed to be a massive floating cloud, with several colors reflecting off of it.

"O hero's chosen by destiny," the feminine voice rang out.

"O hero's chosen by fate," the masculine voice echoed vastly.

Aeru and I immediately looked around cautiously, trying to identify the two voices.

"Fear not, you two are deep within your conscience," the feminine voice echoed.

"However, you two are both here for a common reason," the male voice chimed in.

Instantly, a massive light engulfed us. When the light faded away, two figures stood before us. One was black with a red scarf-like object running over his neck. He had two midnight blue eyes, each shining under the light. The other was a sort of cream colored figure and sort of represented a swan. This creature had beautiful wings flowing around her, along with two purple eyes.

"I am Cresselia," the cream one introduced herself.

"I am Darkrai," the second one responded.

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