Coffeepot Giraffe
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It was time for a conference of Legendaries and Mythicals. They, and those they’ve partnered with were meeting in the bottom floor of Terminus Cave to discuss a plan of action. Zygarde, the elected leader of the Legendaries and Mythicals and still without a partner, was currently outlining the current situation through the use of the telepathy all Legendaries and Mythicals shared.
“As you can see, Necrozma, Giratina, and Mewtwo, as well as their allies, have taken over the entirety of Poni Island in Alola. The people and Pokemon they have recruited include former members of Team Rocket and Team Skull, random criminals, and plenty of dark-natured wild Pokemon. The question right now is what to do from here. May I remind you that daytime is essentially gone now, and we failed our attempt at bringing it back. The human cities get more panicked by the day. We must know all options, even unethical ones.”
Erik thought for a while, but couldn’t come up with anything. That was fine. He worked better reacting anyways. So instead he looked around Terminus Cave. The dark stone, the dripping water. Latios, or Eon as Erik liked to call him, was probably stressed, as there wasn’t access to the sky. So Erik reached out with his powers to soothe his mind, and Eon calmed. ‘That’s better. Hopefully someone else will have good ideas.’ He thought.
“As you can see, Necrozma, Giratina, and Mewtwo, as well as their allies, have taken over the entirety of Poni Island in Alola. The people and Pokemon they have recruited include former members of Team Rocket and Team Skull, random criminals, and plenty of dark-natured wild Pokemon. The question right now is what to do from here. May I remind you that daytime is essentially gone now, and we failed our attempt at bringing it back. The human cities get more panicked by the day. We must know all options, even unethical ones.”
Erik thought for a while, but couldn’t come up with anything. That was fine. He worked better reacting anyways. So instead he looked around Terminus Cave. The dark stone, the dripping water. Latios, or Eon as Erik liked to call him, was probably stressed, as there wasn’t access to the sky. So Erik reached out with his powers to soothe his mind, and Eon calmed. ‘That’s better. Hopefully someone else will have good ideas.’ He thought.