Yes… That could possibly work.
"What the fuck?! It's only been an hour!" I jolt at the sudden noise, looking up at the doorway from my spot of the bed to find a confused and angry Courtney. "It looks like Aeroblast was used on a printer!"
She gestures around my room, pausing for a slight moment as she looks at my pokémon playing in the stacks of notes around the room.
Argh, still need a name for the Ralts…too.
"Courtney, I can explain," I say in an attempt to placate her. It doesn't really work as much as I had hoped, but as she crosses her arms, emphasizing her bust, in silence, I may just have to go-ahead.
"First of all, my scanners extracted a lot of data from the Mega Evolution we saw. Quite a bit, and I had the unfortunate idea to directly dump it all in my brain. I noticed a few patterns in its energy signature that match with the little records available for Aura and Psychic energies. Primarily with Psychic, however. The important thing to note is that it matches the part that allows pokémon and, really, all living things to use those energies even if not native—"
Courtney holds her hands up, looking tired at the ground. "Nicole, please, I care for you a lot, and the scientist in me is interested in whatever you found, but slow down."
I take a deep breath. "The general statement of the matter is that Mega Evolution is not exclusive to just certain pokémon that have Mega Stones. The…bond between trainer and pokémon is what strengthens Mega Evolution. Anyone can force it, no matter how unethical the situation might be, but the stronger the bond, the more powerful the evolution. Mega Stones and Key Stones just act as foci for that energy. Any pokémon can achieve it given a strong enough bond."
It does raise questions in Sylveon's case, but that just means that might hypothesis is off in some regards. There could be exceptions. Who knows? I'm excited to find out.
"It also raises the possibility of that energy being transformed from others and being stored in batteries. Conservation of energy states that it can only be transformed, and if this is similar, then we could synthesize Mega Evolution energy."
It raises questions of other energies. Could the dynamax energy be synthesized? I know Macro Cosmos uses it for power, so could it be reversed?
"That's…fascinating," Courtney says after a minute, still digesting. "There are a lot of applications for that, if true, but that doesn't explain other things. You looked so spooked after you woke up…and why is your Ralts so big?"
I gesture to the Ralts rolling in the paper. "If you look under her cap, you'll see glowing red eyes. It means she's an Alpha, thought to be extinct with the rise of Pokémon Trainers. She's naturally stronger, bigger, faster, and smarter than her already impressive normal counterpart." Given that any Gardevoir can sacrifice all of their energy in a last-ditch black hole. "She's also a natural commander for any pokémon, but she'll have a special dominion over her evolutionary line. As for why she exists is a mystery to me."
"Several biologists and archeologists would like to have a chat with you, given the chance, if they knew…"
I nod. "I'm counting on it, actually. I informed Professor Sycamore, and he's helping me spread the information through the academic network." If I'm lucky, maybe Cynthia, or a pokémon conservationist like Lusamine, will take notice.
Maybe both?
"Great, maybe I'll start researching again. It will be…difficult with the government breathing down my neck though." There's more to be said here, but it's not really my place to dig. Maybe…if we were closer, she'll divulge one day. I'm already aware of the…gist.
"I'm sensing a third thing," she focuses back on me.
I pause, collecting my words. "I…thought I had a great memory. Maybe I do and something's stopping me? Anyway, when I was forcefully knocked out, I saw memories. Memories that I do not remember, but I know are mine. This…discrepancy has me thinking about other things. I've noticed weird things in the world, things that don't match up with conventional wisdom, or names that have no strict source. I think…I knew the truth, and something locked that memory away."
I dig around for one of the papers nearby. "This book, 'The Guide to Unlocking the Mind' by Sabrina, the world's foremost expert on psychics, has a section on recovering locked memories because it happens quite often with psychics…apparently. I need the power of three psychics: one with immense power to act as a battery, one to access the emotional parts of the mind, and a third to access the future and past. After deciphering that…yeah, I believe I need three pokémon to help me recover those memories: Gardevoir, Hatterene, and Gothitelle."
Courtney stares at me, pursing her lips, and a part of my mind realizes that I've just done the equivalent of admitting I'm crazy. Well, this is it. She's going to leave, and any semblance of a relationship is forever going to be lost!
To my surprise, she walks over, carefully avoiding the paper, before sitting down on the bed with me. "Let's say I believe you for a second, do you have any plan of getting those three, let me remind you, rare pokémon?"
I shake my head. "None at all."
She sighs, looking up at the ceiling as if making a quick prayer. "Well, I promised to travel with you, so I'm going to keep that promise. Plus, I'm interested in seeing where this goes; especially your Dragon-centric team becoming Psychic-centric."
I look away. "Yeah, don't remind me of that."
"Well, in my opinion, right now, I think you should take a break from all of this and go see Korrina. She's really worried about you right now, and I think this would be a great opportunity to forge a stronger relationship with her."
I get the undertones. I really do, but I can't believe she's trying to support my relationships with other girls while challenging me to get with her as well.
"Alright," I say with finality. "Let's go."
Not much to say except Merry Christmas!
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Walking back over to the Tower of Mastery gives me time to think.
A lot of things fly through my mind, but only a few matter. One such thing is what to name the child-sized Ralts I'm giving a piggy-back ride. I'm still quite bad at naming them, but I like to think that I'm getting at least faster at doing so.
Using an Octillery Arm, I lift Ralts from my back to just in the air in front of me, holding her like a sack of berries. "I think I'm going to name you Gwendolyn. Gwen for short. What do you think?"
She looks at me, tilting her head in confusion. "Ral?"
I shrug, putting her back on my back. "Good enough for me!" Using the cameras installed in the arms, I can see Courtney faintly smirking at Ralts and me. "What is it, Courtney? Do you want to ride, too?"
She shakes her head. "No, I thought you just looked adorable with…Gwen on your back. She almost looks like your daughter from a certain angle." I don't have a response to that, feeling my expression fall slightly and my right hand subconsciously moving towards my stomach.
Quickly retracting my hand, I turn around, walking backwards. "Well, Courtney, it's a privilege to ride on my back that's only reserved for those that I consider family. If we got married, only then would I consider giving you one."
She smirks. "Noted."
Our conversation dies there as we cross the sand bridge to the Tower of Mastery; this time without earning Gurkinn's ire. The man himself welcomes us in and tells us that Korrina is waiting in her room for us, leading the way.
Korrina's room is…something. A good half of her room looks like a home workout gym with matted walls, punching bags, and weights of various sizes. The other half is only barely a bedroom. As in by definition, it has a bed with room on it, and a dresser and closet for Korrina's clothes.
Though I doubt there's much variety since I see her in the same outfit every time we meet.
The girl in question is currently sprawled out on her bed, fast asleep. I don't even think an express train could wake her up with how hard her Lucario is pummeling one of those aforementioned punching bags.
Gurkinn, having a much softer look in his eyes, walks up to her bedside and gently shakes her awake. "Korrina, your guests are here."
"Wazzat?" She mumbles while waking up, turning to look at us. "AHH!!!" She falls out of bed, which, I mean… She's awake now for sure.
"Hey, Nicole, Courtney!" Korrina almost shouts after getting up, then turns more somber. "Nice to see you're not hurt, Nicole. Really. I was scared when you suddenly passed out."
"I do have a penchant for that lately," I mumble. "But, as you can see, I'm perfectly fine now, for the most part. Umm" —I look between Korrina and Courtney— "I was told that you wanted to see me for something. I mean, I'm happy that you're worried about my health but—"
"Yeah!" Korrina shouts, interrupting my rambling. "Well, more than me, it was actually Lucario who wanted to see you."
"Really?" From previous interactions, I would think that Lucario would be the last to want to see me. In fact, they might even want to move to a different region to be as far as possible from me.
"Yeah, it was the weirdest thing. Lucario always froze up around you, but after you passed out, Lucario couldn't stay away." If Lucario can see my life energy, and I have another set of memories with a still-questionable ending, could Lucario be another key in unlocking them?
"Lucario! Nicole's here!" Korrina shouts, attracting the attention of the pokémon that has turned a punching bag to dust. The pokémon turns to look at us, eyes finally locking on me.
Instead of the usual terror in those eyes, I find a sort of solemnity and resolution buried deep within.
Without giving a response, Lucario…leaves. They just walk out the door and close it behind them without another word.
Courtney and I turn to Korrina, obviously unimpressed. "Sorry about that," she says while rubbing the back of her head. "I thought that—"
The door slams open into a previously made indent in the wall. Lucario walks in holding an…egg.
Yeah, my mood kind of plummets a little. I just hatched an egg. I still have the Eevees I'm thinking about, and now another egg.
Crime might be cheaper at this rate.
Korrina, simultaneously, looks confused, head swiveling between me and the egg.
"Lucario," she begins tentatively, "are you sure?"
Lucario nods to her in response, walking up to me and shoving the egg in my arms. Not that I have a choice at this point. "What…is going on?" I ask, turning to Gurkinn for a semblance of an answer.
"That's a Riolu egg that Lucario found in the wild. He's been looking for a worthy person to take care of it, and he's apparently chosen you."
I turn to Korrina, who's writing something on a strip of paper. "This is my phone number," she supplies. "You can message me anytime if you have questions about raising a Riolu or if you just want to chat."
Without words, I take the proffered piece of paper, quickly memorizing the digits written down.
The weight of the paper feels the same as the egg to my heart. An avenue to pursue a relationship with this girl has been opened to me, and all it costs is burning another hole in my wallet.
Great.
Year's almost over!
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