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The Original Story

(( Latios is Aten, moon-panther. Let's keep the confusion between ours minimal, shall we? (And by executive order, *bop*)

And I'm willing to believe collapsible bikes can fit in a backpack, but a purse? Especially if it's not the entire contents of the purse, but you have to dig through it? ))

Sehnsucht shrieked and flailed when he found himself hovering in mid-air, but not out of fear or unhappiness. He did whine a bit when he was let down, though, and tried to jump back up, though he failed this time.


"So," Ilene said, walking over to the mewtwo, "seems everyone else has a name. What's yours?"

The mewtwo (it was so weird thinking of him as the mewtwo rather than Mewtwo, because was't there be only one?) held her gaze, and she found it difficult to look away. It made her uncomfortable, and her palms started to sweat.

Atemu.

"Ha, interesting. Doesn't sound English. I'm Ilene Karl"--she had the sudden feeling that he knew that already, but she didn't know if he put it there, damn psychics were vague like that--"and I'm guessing you know my pokemon already, huh? You'd probably pluck it out of my mind anyway. So do you want me to tell you what I want, or are you going to just read it off my brain?"

Atemu just continued to stare, and no answer popped into her head this time.

"Okay, then." She lowered her voice. "Well, we were told that our pokemon were going to go insane, so it might've been better not to bring them. But we're supposed to be safe right? So you can protect one of us, but not all. I'd rather you protected everyone, but it wouldn't make sense if you could. That's fine, but... Sehnsucht can't go insane, okay? He's my partner, so he's not allowed to lose his mind, or he won't be Sehnsucht. If you can't extend protection to both of us, then just protect him. We've got enough humans to give orders where needed, and you're probably smart enough to give orders, too. And Sehnsucht knows how to think for himself. He's got a lot more physical skills than I do, and he knows what I want most of the time, so it's more useful for you if he's sane the entire time on this trip. I'll be fine for a while, since the insanity's progress is slow. Just protect him. Okay?"

Atemu's expression was probably the closest to annoyance and mild confusion it would get, but after a pause, he nodded. Ilene thought she felt something shift, but she wasn't certain.

Atemu then lifted off the ground and flew after the latios and his trainer - which was the first time Ilene noticed they were going anywhere. She quickly walked after them, with Sehnsucht leaping onto her shoulder just before she caught up to Atemu.

She then noticed the excitable girl riding a bike. "Hey, you can make bicycles out of thin air in this place? Can I have one?"
 
Fonsy made a little squeaking sound as she looked around at all the legendaries, but was focused mainly on the giant Giratina in front of her. The dragon type just lowered her head and smiled at the young girl, who swallowed hard.

"Okay Fonsy, she won't hurt you. Just...let's go!" She said, adding the last bit as she saw a few others running off. She followed them, and Shamballa did as well, rising into the air and flying above Fonsy, body moving like a snake.

When they reached the stone wall, Fonsy and Shamballa stopped a little bit in front of the gap. The air seemed to shimmer there, like heat rising from the pavement. On ether side of the gap, on the stone, a large carving of sheet music loomed, with a three superimposed over it. Fonsy made a move to step through the gate.

But before she could even make it within a metre of the gate, a massive beast stepped through the shimmering air, materializing as if from thin air. The girl squeaked and ran back from the massive beast.

The creature was a good thirty feet long with three long necks, each tipped with a beaked reptilian head, and a cluster of wreathing tentacles making up a beard, and a third eye on each forehead. It's limbs were long and thick, with three razor-sharp claws on each foot. Three thick tentacle-like tails thrashed behind it. It roared, the middle head starting the call and the two others joining in soon after, then fell silent, staring down at the group with nine red eyes.
 
"I found the answer first!" Ilene said quickly, so there would be no doubt she was first. "Someone has to play the music following the instruction-things on the rock. Someone got an instrument, right?"

Naturally, she only managed to say it because it was incredibly obvious. Atemu gave her a look that seemed to mean exactly that.

"Uh... the rest of us distract the thing so the music person can complete it, then?" Ilene reached for the two pokeballs on her belt, although her mind was on the master balls in her bag. She wondered if this was a new pokemon, at least in that it could be captured. Because if so, the master ball (probably) couldn't fail. Oh, but hopefully the music-thing wasn't needed to control the creature, because Ilene didn't even know what those sharp and flat note-things were.
 
(I was thinking that her purse was not one of those small ones, but one of those big designer ones. The size of a small suitcase, probably. If that doesn't work, I can change it to be one of those reusable bags you see as replacements for plastic bags in grocery stores. Not the paper ones. I hope you know what I'm getting at.)

Flareth stared at the carving. She felt a strange aura around it. She was studying it when she heard a squeak. She turned her head to see a massive beast and Fonsy running back.

"This may be the true form of a glitch." Flareth said excitedly, "Maybe we can communicate with it. Glitches and Pokemon may not be so different from each other."

She ran towards it.

"Hello. We aren't trying to hurt you." she said, "We are just passing through."

Don't do this. You'll end up being killed. Verity said.

Verity noticed that in Flareth's bag, there was a flute.

Flareth, play the flute. Verity said, hearing Ilene.

Flareth stepped back and started to play it. Her fingers collapsed onto the holes. She didn't know what she was even playing, just that it felt familiar.
 
Halan looks yo at the three-headed creature, pulling his bag off of his shoulder and opens it. He looks through it and fishes out the old battered book that the woman was holding out to them. He pulls the old journal out and opens the pages in the book. He growls under his breath as he goes through old drawings of creatures to look for the one that matched this creature. When he finally found the page, he let out a audible grunt for the others to pay attention.

"Muirigon. An ancient creature that guards the first doorway of this strange place. I almost didn't make it past this thing, but thankfully, I had that one thing from my own world that soothed the beast. I can't remember how many times I played that song to make all three heads sleep, but I will never forget what happened each time I missed a note. It will haunt my dreams how close I came to being eaten with each wrong note. This beast is just cranky I think."

He looks up from the book and glances at the ones before him.

"..This...is not hard to understand...but may not be easy to do..."
 
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"Good thing she's probably only missing all of the notes, then," Ilene said, hand frozen with the two pokeballs. She didn't know whether to send them out, since they'd have a little bit of protection inside the pokeballs... and they'd probably only have to fight if they didn't have someone with musical knowledge in the group.

She didn't know much about music, but she'd figured some time ago that notes higher up on the bars were higher in pitch; even if she was wrong, they'd be consistent in going lower. The music played was not following the pattern seen on the stone tablet. Maybe there was an actual tune, but it wasn't the right one... probably because the girl wasn't reading off the tablet.

"Can I be the first to say it? Again?" Ilene paused, as if waiting for permission, but it was probably just for dramatic effect. "Oh, crap."
 
Well, what are you waiting for? Let's get moving. Tenshi cooed and darted forwards, and Tom raced to catch up to the Latias. Tom was still in shock -- a Latias was the last Pokemon he had expected to receive and --

Tom had no time to finish his thought. The wall loomed up at him, and the creature -- a horrible thing with three heads and tentacles and glowing, evil red eyes. The few trainers who arrived at the gate before he did seemed to be in shock -- besides one, who seems all to eager to point out that somebody needs to play some music as written on the huge rock behind the creature.

Well, it seems like we're pretty useless right now, Tenshi noted, then continued explaining at Tom's confused look. Might as well as rest a bit -- that girl's got the flute, you see.

The Latias, was, of course, right. Tom fell to the back of the group, looking at the creature. It looked pretty scary, with all its wriggling tentacles, but there's a Giratina floating around behind another trainer as well as a Darkrai, and Tom decided that it probably wasn't that bad.
 
Just as soon as Cassandra wandered up to the rest, last as she hadn't felt like running, she stepped back. She really hoped she wasn't the only one who saw this thing. She really, really hoped this wasn't a hallucination.

But... everyone else seemed to be reacting to it, which made her feel better. Except not. She still had a Darkrai tailing her and that... that thing was still there. What had the man said its name was?

Well it seemed like she was pretty useless right now, since they said it was a puzzle for a flute, not a music box.

"Well, they don't seem to be doing very well, do they?" Shinji asked from behind her, making her jump. She didn't answer.
 
"Right, the tablet." Flareth said, racing to it.

She started to read off of it. When she got the tune in her head, she began to play it. After the first time, she played it three more times.

I hope that'll be enough. Verity said, And that you didn't screw it up.
 
Sun was hesitant. Very hesitant. Almost scared even. He had watched the others go in, but didn't really trust the portal-thing. Gripping the Master ball tight, he jumped into the portal. He had never felt anything like that before. He lacked the creative knowledge to describe it, so the only word he put to it was: unpleasant. He smacked his face on the ground as it came up to meet him. He looked up to see the others walking away from him, with their legendaries out. "Hey, wait," he cried, "I'm coming!" He then began to run after them.
 
Tala scowled as the others began to walk off and... followed them, if only because her legendary had already floated off in their direction and was berating her for not hurrying up so they could get this over with.

"Come on, you need to see and hear this, or do you want to stay until you die?" the other chided, and she relucantly walked after them, catching up as the tall boy decided to read out an entry about the creature. A flute, huh... Well, she had no use here, and she stolidly did... nothing, going back to scratching Torrent's hide gently while Talon ruffled his feathers, awaiting his turn at the cuddlefest. The fact that she was barely paying attention to the three-headed creature meant that she also barely noticed the girl with the flute until... she played it. Joy. However, the boy who just ran towards them was given a glower and a gesture to be quiet, lest the girl with the flute mess up because she was surprised.
 
At the first hint of music, the massive Muirigon started to clam slightly, the heads drooping a bit and the eyes looking heavy...but then, a wrong note. The beast snapped it's eyes open and roared again, thick strands of drool running down from it's beaks, and claws sinking into the soil under their feet. The middle head lashed out and the beak drove into the dirt mere feet from the small group, making Fonsy shriek and recoil in fear, almost running into Halan.

"Oh god I think it's mad!" She squeaked, scrambling back a around and behind Halan.

The monster roared again, slamming a foot to the earth as Flareth moved towards the tablet, then another, it's huge body now looming directly over the girl. Nine red eyes glared down at her, the monster drooling and glaring down at her, as if daring her to play again.

Overhead, Shamballa made a noise of dissatisfaction, but made no move to help.

"Do not fear; she won't attack just yet. Just be brave and you will make it through alive." She said in a soft, low voice.
 
Halan stays his ground as the monster stomps on the ground and roars at the sour note. He glances over his shoulder at the small girl that hid there. Carefully, he snakes a arm around his waist and gives her a slight squeeze to help her calm down.

"Do as the Giratina says. Wait and see."

'Though that may be true...we still must be on guard.'

Halan glances at Aten, nodding in agreement. His pale blue eyes rest on the back of the girl with the flute at the tablet.

"Steady goes..."
 
"Eep!" Flareth shrieked, "Calm down....."

She started to play the notes on the tablet. Good thing she had at least some experience with musical instruments.

Please tell me I did it right this time.... she thought, I don't want us to die because I had an idiot moment....

She started to sweat.

Please tell me I did it right...
 
It looked like they didn't have to fight, then, so Ilene clipped the balls back to her belt. Still, she didn't entirely trust the girl to play it right - it wasn't all that likely Flareth would suddenly gain the ability to play it perfectly when she hadn't displayed much in the way of skill before. After all, unless one was a master at it, there should be hesitations and mistakes when reading the music of a new song.

Just to be sure, Ilene stepped close behind Atemu. He glanced at her and made something like a quite snort, but said nothing.

"We have anyone better here?" she asked. "Or, you know, a psychic that can take control of her mind? I'd rather not die at the first challenge."

Sehnsucht agreed loudly.

"Although," she commented, "that thing obviously isn't very serious about attacking us, or Flutey would be gone by now. It's just trying to threaten and scare us... which is working."
 
Sun wasn't impressed. Everyone looked either transfixed or sleepy because of the stupid music. "Jeez you guys are losers. If we came to this stinking place to listen to music. I don't know about you idiots, but I'm not waiting for my pokemon to go insane just 'cause you idiots wanna hear someone play a stupid flute." Sun looked at the Master Ball carefully. Everyone else had their legendaries out, and he didn't want to feel left out. He released the pokemon from its ball and smiled. "Why hello there," he said in a smug tone. It was a massive dragon more than twenty feet tall, and grey. The dragon known as Rayquaza. "So what's your name then?" The dragon did not look happy.

"Really? This is the best I get? Some punk who thinks he deserves to know my name?" Sun's eyebrows lowered.

"Listen pal, I don't know who you think you are, but if you're shiny highness doesn't like it, you've got no one to complain to, so shut up and do what I say, and things will be just fine between us." It was the Rayquaza's turn to get angry.

"Who do I think I am? I think I'm someone who could squash you flat at any moment, and if you'd prefer to test that theory I'd be glad to try. I don't take orders from anyone."

"Oh please, if you really wanted to squash me you'd do so right away and not stand here arguing with me."

"As if I'd soil my beautiful scales with the grease on your pale skin."

"You know what, I don't think I like you. Get back in the ball where you belong, and I'll let you know if I feel like being forgiving." Before the Rayquaza could protest, Sun returned him to the Master Ball.
 
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