Chapter 43: A Less Welcome Reunion

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*Y/n POV*

"Alright, what's the plan?"

I looked at Oscar, or Ozpin, as I understood it. Ozpin had apparently reincarnated or some shit like that into this boy, poor kid.

After we had done or reunions and introductions, we had set out to figure a plan to defeat Salem. Problem was, all we knew about Salem's castle came from me and the Lake Guardians, and we knew f*ck all.

"No plan," Darkrai responded, "Our problem is that none of us even know how to reach Salem's castle."

"What?" Ruby asked, "How? Weren't you guys there?"

"Only the four of us were there," Azelf responded, "And all we focused on was getting out."

It's been like this for the last two or three hours. Someone comes up with an idea, someone brings something else up, everybody groans, and we go back to planning. The room was cramped, hot, and sweaty. And I'm starting to lose it.

"I need a break," I said, "I'll be back in twenty."

No one noticed as I walked out into the hallway, and left the hotel. I walked down the street a little bit, and leaned against a wall.

"Arceus damn you, Salem," I cursed, "Where are you hiding?"

I felt something, a voice in the back of my mind. It was telling me to walk down the street, and I followed.

Eventually, the little voice lead me to a broken down warehouse, and I cocked my head.

"Why here?" I said, "What's so special about this place?"

I walked inside, pushing the door open. Looking around, I saw that this place was worse on the inside than on the outside. Everything was falling apart, from the walls, roof, support beams, just the whole thing.

"This place is a crap hole." I thought aloud.

"I know," A familiar voice said, "Isn't it beautiful?"

I turned and found the source of the voice. Grimm Giratina stood on the other side of the warehouse.

Though... something had changed. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and his posture screamed tired and unhinged.

He let out a crazy laugh, and I realized he had gone insane.

"I've waited so long for this!" He yelled, "Come on, let's do this!"

He pulled out his sword, and charged at me, as I just stood there with my hands in my pockets.

"Bring it."

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