They took it.”ĭawn hummed, eyes analyzing every age line and scar. “Uniform,” he corrected, glancing at the sky behind her. He wouldn’t let idle conversation go, would he? The genius who found a way to control gods that she copied. Ingo or Rei or Cynthia would just laugh it off, but this was Cyrus. “They didn’t let you keep your outfit?” The words slipped out of her mouth, an accident and a mistake she regretted immediately. There was only the two of them: Champion and ex-leader. There weren't red chains wrapped around Dialga and Palkia- Arceus, it had been terrifying to watch those chains encircle them and know she was the one hurting the gods this time around- and no more Team Galactic.
CYRUS POKEMON SMILE SKIN
His skin wasn’t as pale as it had been before on Spear Pillar. It looked wrong to see him wearing more casual wear the same odd discomfort that went through her when she saw Ingo without his coat.Ĭyrus wore a navy jacket over a white shirt. He wasn’t wearing his Team Galactic outfit. Dawn’s hands balled into fists, shaking by her sides.Ĭyrus took a step away from her home, arms behind his back. It burned up inside of her like a volcano- magma and pent-up aggression allowed to bubble for months finally erupting. It said, look at my imitation, my disguise… doesn’t this just make you furious?
On anyone else it would be a smile, but on him it was a taunt. Steely eyes opened to meet her gaze, and he smiled. With one foot pressed against the wall, he looked like the perfect recreation of a motorcyclist who took far too much pride in his bike. Only Volo protected her during her exile, but Cyrus got the closest to destroying the world- and neither of them succeeded because of her.ĭawn’s hands shook as she put Honchcrow’s pokéball away, but she couldn’t look away from the figure at her door. They both had silver tongues, but only one of them had fooled her. Volo was the wind, dragging Dawn alongside him on his hunt for Arceus’s plates. He gathered people and power with him and ignored their screams as he created a tsunami to destroy the world. They touched and pulled at each other and were so similar, and yet-Ĭyrus was the ocean’s waves, trying to pull the world down into the depths with him. The two of them were similar and not like the waves pulling at the sand and the wind running through the trees.
Volo wanted more from it he wanted a god who gifted wings to its most devoted and allowed those who prayed enough to hear its voice. It gave her the facts and what she had to do to fix the Nobles, and that was all she needed. It reached out to her rarely with few words and fewer emotions. Instead of a kind, benevolent god, it was almost… lonely. In her next life, she bowed to the whims of a god.Īrceus was different than in the myths. In one life, she had stopped an evil organization from destroying the known universe- stopped an evil man from creating his perfect world. She’d gone from a powerful Champion of Sinnoh to a researcher of the Galaxy Team. It was for Sinnoh, for Cynthia, for her mother.īut, Hisui had changed her. It was always for her pokémon.Įven at Spear Pillar, it was never for her life. Even when Team Galactic fought her for her dear Empoleon (a tiny Piplup at the time), Dawn could never find the confidence to fight them for herself. To have someone to stand in front of and protect when people got too pushy about the extinct pokémon they wielded. To have living proof her months in Hisui were real. They will have to adapt to our time, like you did theirs.ĭawn would fight at first, but… a part of her wanted Ingo and Rei to stay in Twinleaf Town forever. You’re home, her mentor would say, but… we cannot get your friends home. Or, she would be waiting outside her home with a hug and an apology. She would tell her that Looker and Anabel told her something important, and they could get Ingo and Rei home today. Maybe, she had forgotten to tell them something. She was always so happy when she came back, as if a part of her expected to have to wait months to see her again. Though, Mom could never stay mad at her for staying out too late anymore. She hoped it was her mother, mildly annoyed at her daughter coming home in the dead of night. As the red light faded away, someone cleared their throat.ĭawn turned quickly, joy freezing in her chest. Her knees shook with aftershocks as she turned to return Honchcrow to its pokéball. She giggled as she leapt off of Honchcrow’s back onto the dewy grass. Normally, Ingo’s Gliscor would beat her by a landslide, but with a sneaky X Speed (and Rei as a handicap), she beat him by a solid five minutes. Dawn was the first to make it to Twinleaf Town.