Storm Crossed (Discontinued)

Entry VII

May 22

20 Days until Torrent Day

18 Days until the Dynamax Meteor Shower

Dear Reader,

If you're reading this, you might have noticed something a bit different with the countdown on the top right hand corner. I'm worried. Yesterday, I met up with my group and went through with training. My mind wasn't in the right spot, but I don't think it showed. No one seemed suspicious, but then again, I think everyone's mind was directed somewhere else.

Asher is still angry with me. He hardly listened to me, and he did everything with a glare, making the other members of the group question what's going on. I could tell because some tried to ask questions that I refused to answer.

I'm at a loss. I had no choice but to do what I did. We are days away from a crisis. In less than three weeks, we will be dealing with two major problems: Torrent Day and the Dynamax Meteor Shower. That's what I've been calling the phenomenon that Brook and Scott warned me about. It's what we were going to try and prevent so that Torrent Day doesn't get out of hand. My mind has been wondering about that thought. For all we know, the world could be ending, and it could be our fault if something were to happen.

There's no one I can talk to in Team Magma. I can't talk to Asher. Even during lunch when I walked over towards his table out of force of habit, he took his tray and walked to another table. His boyfriend followed. Everyone at the table followed Asher. I didn't even sit down. At first, I wanted to say that they were done eating, but it had to have been with how I ran things with the group because they sat down on the other side of the cafeteria and continued eating their meal.

Without a roommate, I don't have anyone I could even make small talk to. Lynne wasn't in my group, so I could talk to her if I wanted to, but every time I saw her, she'd just give a salute before scurrying away. It made me worry about what was going on. Did Asher tell her what happened? Did he tell everyone what happened? Was that why my group seemed a bit hesitant about me? I thought Asher would understand that what I was doing was for the good of Team Magma, nothing more.

I wasn't in the wrong, was I?

It hurts so much, and I'm the one who's supposed to be the emotionless robot. I've overheard that's what the grunts under my command called me when I wasn't looking. They didn't even have me as their leader for two full days, and they were already degrading me as a leader. It hurts.

It hurts so much that I just can't take it. I could before, but not having anyone to talk to made a big difference. Today, after lunch, I called off any meetings, group work, and other things that were going on so that I could take a breather. Maxie didn't need to know my true reasons. In my report I gave to him on progress, I just explained that the group needed to work more as, well, a group, so I gave them the afternoon off to do just that. And, don't think I didn't lie to my superior because I truly think they needed to learn how to work better as a group as well. I just happen to have another reason for why I did that.

One of those reasons was so I could finally look up what was going on with that meteor shower. I knew there was no way I could do that at the library in the Magma headquarters. Being that Slateport had a bigger library, I traveled there to see if they had anything. Yes, I got permission to use someone's Crobat to fly there—and hanging onto dear life for that was not fun, mind you—and got there in a timely manner.

Something about being in a place full of books was just so calming. Everything was lined up so neatly and orderly that it was easy to find things. I grabbed every book I thought could help, whether it be about Galar's history, meteor showers, meteor showers in Hoenn, or anything of the sorts. In the end, I found nearly forty books that I had stacked up on a table in the far corner of the library where I started piecing together the information.