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No grand fanfare awaited her arrival. No omen stars plummeting from the heavens. No rapturous cries of the Tapu, elated at the playmate to have come from on far. Fate, perhaps, moved to greet her, but if it did it did so in its usual circuitous manner, as three months ago the second child of the Aether Foundation committed the same crime as the first. But none knew of that.

Not yet at least.

She observed the world with bright eyes and curious intent, Kukui, lead Pokemon Professor of the Alola Region, considered. Moon of the Kanto Region – dark-skinned, brown-eyed, a chicken-combed red hat she'd donned with unquestioned seriousness covering her black hair – followed in his foot-steps along the path to Iki Town, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of the Alola Region.

As far as Kukui was considered there could be no better introduction to the home that he loved. Yes, this could only be a good thing, for Moon and the Alola Region both. He grinned, feet walking the familiar path between his lab and the home of Melemele Island's Kahuna, and turned to face the girl.

“So!” His pleased exclamation drew her attention, but he could still see her eyes flicking from side to side, taking in the dense flower fields that bordered the path. A curious girl this one. “It's a little later than most your age, but you're finally receiving your first Pokemon, yeah! Excited?”

Traditionally, those who would be receiving their first Pokemon from their region's Professor did so as close to their eleventh birthday as possible. For Moon though, the timing of her and her mother's move to the Alola Region interfered, and it was decided it would be better for Moon to receive a Pokemon here than in her native Kanto. Thus the delay.

But tonight was the night and Kukui could not imagine anyone being more excited. Moon nodded, a quiet girl, her mother had told him, but very kind and caring. The report from her Pokemon School in Kanto had been similar – Moon spoke little but paid keen attention, and showed quick aptitude for studying her surroundings. She was cleared to receive her first Pokemon, and expected to do exceptionally well with it. Kukui smiled.

The evenings of Alola were vibrant things, red-gold light transforming the ocean's surface into a magmatic sea and filling the sky with that same bright fire. This was the ideal time to walk the route to Iki, in Kukui's most esteemed opinion, and he found himself more pleased than ever that it was young Moon's first introduction to the Region. Alola was truly rolling out all the stops for her. How excellent indeed.

Loud barks signalled a Pokemon's arrival, the tiny brown canine chasing a harried Yungoos out of the nearest patch of grass. Kukui laughed, his Rockruff responding to the noise by running up to him. He reached down to pet it. “The two of you will be friends for life!” He turned his attention back to Moon as he scratched just beneath the stones ringing the Pokemon's neck, earning a happy sound in response. “Just like me and Rockruff here!”

Of the litter his Lycanroc had given birth to, only this Rockruff had been kept – the rest of the puppies passed on to close friends or families Kukui knew would do well with them. Still, he hadn't been able to resist holding on to this little guy, and the two had already grown close. Raising Pokemon without a Trainer's Bond established could be a beautiful thing too.

But it still wasn't the same as the mantle Moon would soon be taking on. He was excited for her. He was excited for every trainer beginning their journey. It was no little thing.

No little thing at all.

“Oh Professor!”

“Can you teach my Pokemon a new move?”

“Can you oversee our battle?”

“Have you ever seen this Pokemon before!?”

Another essential part of Kukui's walks were greeting the young trainers that lived around Iki Town – those who'd inherited or grown up with Pokemon, and those rarer few who, by fate alone, had forged a Bond young. The rules by which Trainer's Bonds were established still weren't fully understood, but at the least it appeared a solid ninety percent of the populace could form one by the time they hit puberty.

That still didn't stop a scattering of those who could do so younger from cropping up though.

As much as he did love to lend his aid, today was special, in that he was taking a new trainer to receive their first Pokemon, and so Kukui couldn't invest the same time as he usually did. He'd give advice on good moves to learn next time. Another trainer offered to watch the battle for him. Yes he'd seen a Grubbin before but boy that was a big one!

Moon kept quiet and followed behind.

“Oh, are you that new trainer?”

Addressed directly, Moon stopped and stared, Kukui turning to keep things moving all the same. “Yup that's right!” He nodded to the inquisitive youth, “make sure to give her a big Alola Welcome, okay?” The child nodded, then moved their hands in a gesture Kukui knew well and Moon was soon to learn.

“Alola!”

Moon ducked her head in response and moved on.

The gates of Iki Town were framed by a wooden arch, symbols venerating the Tapu painted across it, their meaning completely passing over Moon's head. Even still, as she stepped foot past them, she stopped for a moment.

Then continued on and no-one noted the occurrence.

Iki Town was filled with bustling people, preparing the foliage-dense locale with decorations for the oncoming festival. Kukui smiled to see it all. “The people of Iki know how to throw a party, yeah!” He swept an arm out to show the town off as he looked back to Moon, her eyes ever moving to see all that she could. “Tomorrow night we're having a festival to honour the Tapu, you and your mom both need to be there!” Moon spent only a moment with her eyes meeting Kukui's, but she nodded when she did, before continuing to observe. A true bastion of curiosity that one, Kukui noted.

One of the best types to embark upon a Pokemon journey.

“Now then,” introduction to the town complete, Kukui considered, “where's old Hala gotten himself off to?” The Kahuna of Melemele was always making his presence known, but right now the people of Iki were just working hard and conversing amongst themselves. Things weren't bouncing. Kukui approached one of those at work. “Ho there! Have you seen the Kahuna abouts?”

An answer in the negative briefly brought about a frown – he'd definitely not forgotten to tell Hala about this, right? – before Kukui's regular smile returned. Any problem should be made into an opportunity! He turned to Moon.

“It seems the Kahuna isn't here right now, so how about we go look for him, yeah? I'll check outside the town again, if you could head up Mahalo Trail back there? You should introduce yourself to the Tapu by giving a prayer at its altar anyway!” It wasn't like Kukui had given a great many explanations on his own, Kahunas and Tapus being words that might fly right over Moon's head, but she seemed to understand perfectly, nodding and setting off. Seemed she'd read up on Alola's culture before moving here.

Kukui smiled as he set off back to the route beyond. So much the better.

Mahalo was quiet. Dense tree coverage blocked the evening's light, its filtered form giving sight but no warmth to those who walked the path. The way from Moon's home, at the edge of Hau'oli City overlooking the sea, to Iki Town had been busy, and loud. Iki Town too had that energy of people and Pokemon keeping it alive. But Mahalo was silent. It felt respectful to keep it that way.

So she did. Right up until a loud yell split the air.

Lillie had never once pretended her situation wasn't a struggle. Caring for Nebby was a difficult thing – the Pokemon was capricious in its childishness – and it was not like she had successfully established the Bonds which allowed Pokemon and trainers to think alike. She appealed to its best nature as best she could, but that never worked as well as she'd wish. The bag slung over her shoulder was presently, unfortunately, Pokemon-less.

The Pokemon in question out before her very eyes.

“Ah Nebby!”

Cosmog by species, Nebby by the name she'd given it. A small Pokemon indeed, alight with shimmering stars in its cloud-like blue and purple form. She'd been determined to protect it. To keep it safe. Yet right now she was unable to do either. Unable to do anything but call out to the Pokemon, surrounded by aggressive Spearow circling overhead. She didn't know what to do.

Footsteps were her salvation, spinning around to make eye-contact with the girl approaching. She was someone Lillie did not recognise, but at this point she would have called out to almost anyone who appeared. “Please!” She moved, just so, to show the plank and rope bridge Nebby had wandered across, before the Pokemon had drawn the ire of the territorial birds, “Save Nebby!”

That it was natural for those of Alola to help one another when in need was foreign to each of them. Lillie's isolation in her raising had kept her from the culture of those living together. Moon was from another Region entirely, where it was far more common to maintain a degree of distance out of polite respect to the business of one another. Yet in this moment, this first meeting where their eyes met, Lillie called out for aid and Moon moved to give it.

A new bond forged.

Lillie watched as this girl, with bravery that could not be questioned, rushed past her, across the bridge towards the mass of Pokemon. She heard the voice of her saviour, calling out an order for the Spearow to disperse, yet all that did was draw their attention instead. Hounded in turn, Moon moved to try and reach Nebby, pushed down to her knees by the birds flapping about her, clawed feet threatening to tear at her skin.

Lillie was panicking. She'd called out to this girl for help, but instead only succeeded in putting her at risk too. The thought of losing both the girl and Nebby due to her own failings consumed her, and she could only stare wordless as the Spearow prepared to dive.

And then there was the light she knew, the power of Cosmog, and for a brief moment she felt hope. Nebby had saved her once. It would save this girl too.

The bridge gave way.

The low, then high, of seeing the girl at threat and then Nebby's light appear, poised Lillie to feel a new level of despair, watching this girl plummeting down, the river and rocks far below promising the worst. She yelled out, screamed, and the noise of it in her ears drowned out the other cry that went up. The voice that accompanied the yellow surge diving from above.

The flash of electricity, the stream of bright light, it silenced Lillie's cries as a new Pokemon appeared before her. One she knew well, its body black with wild orange spiking hair and huge yellow shells upon its arms, despite never having seen before.

Tapu Koko, guardian deity of Melemele Island, placed Moon – holding Nebby tight to her chest – on the ground before Lillie. She stared. The deity stared back. So close that she could touch it. A living legend.

It moved. A hand reached out towards Lillie, who recoiled, then past her. Moon, sitting on the ground, staring at this Pokemon that felt like a thunder-crack in the dead of night, saw in its hand something that shone. Reached out to it, her other arm still holding onto the Pokemon she had saved. For a moment, the two made contact.

Then, as Moon's fingers curled around the warm stone she had been handed, the Pokemon floated back, cried out with a voice that shook the treetops, and disappeared into the darkening evening sky in a blur of electrical force. Silence left in its wake.

The two girls stared.

“Oh!” Lillie was the first to react, turning around and kneeling down before Moon, “Are you hurt? You almost- I'm so sorry you were just trying to help Nebby and- ohh Nebby you almost caused so much trouble!” Moon's grip on the Pokemon only relaxed as the long blonde haired girl's fingers brushed hers, reaching out to collect the tiny being.

Little cries from the Pokemon, shamed by the tone it was being addressed in, did not mollify it to Lillie's scolding. “Oh no you don't!” She fussed about it, one hand brushing its head even as she admonished it, “You're going back in the bag! Come on, in you go!” Still on the ground, Moon watched as the alabaster-skinned girl opened the large bag she carried and guided the tiny Pokemon into it. A muted “pew...” escaped as she zipped it shut.

“Oh...” Realising the girl before her was still on the ground, Lillie extended a hand, just slightly too late as the girl in question finally pulled herself to her own feet. Her hand awkwardly left there, each stared at it momentarily, unsure of just what to do.

“Umm,” Lillie faltered on the word, considering exactly what she should say in this moment, “Please, don't tell anyone about seeing Nebby tonight. It's important to keep it a secret. Okay?” Moon considered this for a moment, but nodded all the same. Lillie relaxed seeing it. “Thank you, thank you so much.”

Wind over the treetops did not reach them, the denseness of the woods blocking out the gale, but the rustling of branches still reminded each that many Pokemon lurked about. Lillie looked out to the ravine. “I think it's for the best we return to Iki Town I don't...” she gestured out past Moon, who turned to observe the now missing bridge sealing the path further into Mahalo Trail, “think there's anything else we can do here tonight. Would... um, would you be willing to come back with me, in case another wild Pokemon appears?”

It wasn't like this girl had anything she could do either, but Lillie still felt safer with her by her side. The nod the girl gave showed she was amenable. Lillie breathed a sigh of relief. “Let's go.”

In Iki Town Kahuna Hala had finally returned, celebration from the people at his presence a form of minor ceremony kept more in mind the closer one was to the Festival of the Tapu. Kukui greeted him, and the two looked over the trio of Pokemon that would be on offer to the two youths accepting them that night. They were well-trained, perfect starters for trainers of potential like the candidates who would be meeting them.

So neither Kukui nor Hala really thought that much about letting the three run around town, right up until each suddenly bolted in the direction of Mahalo Trail. Kukui, closer than Hala, set off after them at a run, pursuing the absconding Pokemon. What was with them? If he lost them he'd be in more trouble than ever. Racing up the path, he was unsure just what he would find.

But this still escaped his prediction.

Loud cries of Spearow echoed, determined to harass the intruders upon their territory – pride still injured by the one the Tapu had moved to save. But those lucky few to avoid Tapu Koko's interference had no salvation from the next three to arrive. A storm of cutting leaves. A stream of burning fire. A forceful jet of water. Shamed and beaten, the remnants of the flock escaped into the trees just as Kukui arrived on the scene.

Considered what was before him.

Moon and Lillie stood at the far edge of the trail, a trio of pleased Pokemon gathered before them. Lillie had a tense expression, though it relaxed as soon as she saw Kukui. “Oh, Professor!” Kukui blinked. Well this was something.

“Hey there, Lillie, everything alright?” She frowned at the question, which answered it well enough. Kukui moved up and knelt down before the starter trio. “Now just what did you three run off for, huh?”

Moon joined him, crouching before the three, and immediately they turned to face her. Kukui's raised eyebrow at the sight went uncaught by the girl before him, though Lillie a few steps back took note of it. The Professor wasn't surprised easily. Not genuinely, at least.

“Well now,” he smiled, watching Moon studying the Pokemon preening before her, “it seems these three have taken a liking to you already. Old Hala's going to get a little upset at me, but I think now's as good a time as any, yeah! Why don't you pick one of them as your first partner?”

Moon's head moved rapidly, snapping from watching the Pokemon to staring at Kukui. When he nodded her eyes drifted back to the three, watching as the red cat and blue seal began a play-fight, one rolling the other over, before the green owl hopped atop them only to be batted off by each. She considered.

It was a known tradition: the Pokemon specially raised as Starters provided to trainers of significant aptitude. It was something of an investment on the part of the Pokemon Professors and associates who managed the program, providing key trainers the motivation to travel and grow, and in return gain significant research data from those trainers' adventures. Three Pokemon – a Grass-type, a Fire-type, and a Water-type – of which new trainers would choose one, and then embark upon a journey.

In most regions, the tried-and-true Gym Leader system was then put to the test by these new trainers. In Alola, things were a little different. But not so much so that the Island Challenge wouldn't make sense to a Kanto Trainer. Kukui made introductions.

“So you've got the Grass Quill Pokemon Rowlet, the Fire Cat Pokemon Litten, and the Sea Lion Pokemon Popplio. Go ahead and choose one, cousin!”

Moon considered. She had known she would be required to make a choice. Back in Kanto, she'd spent so long considering which of their starters she would take on. She hadn't come to a conclusion then. And even now...

Kukui caught her words, her whispered apology to the trio that she could not take them all. That was something to smile at – Starter Pokemon were powerful, trainers who took them on usually spent a long while with that Pokemon alone simply because they could not support more than one. Forming a Bond with all three when never having raised a Pokemon before? That wasn't a possible thing.

So he believed.

The three did seem enamoured with Moon, but ultimately it was proactiveness on one of their parts that sealed her choice, as the Rowlet jumped directly into her arms. Moon laughed at that, a hug holding the Pokemon close, as the Litten and Popplio looked disappointed. Moon apologised to them again.

“Well,” Kukui smiled at the scene, “seems she made the choice for you. Shall we head back down then? The Kahuna's waiting, after all.”

Moon and Lillie both nodded, following in step behind the Professor. Each kept a Pokemon held tight – Lillie making sure her bag remained closed despite the shuffling within it, Moon holding onto the partner a Trainer's Bond was being forged with in that very moment. The Litten and Popplio, despite not being chosen, continued to walk beside Moon, and Kukui found it odd to look back at her.

Yes, the sight of Moon walking along with that Pokemon in her arms, two more at her side, was strange. It wasn't the sight specifically, but rather the feeling of it. It reminded him of something. But he couldn't place what. He shook his head and continued on.

Iki Town was bustling louder than ever as Kukui, Lillie, and Moon returned, a figure approaching them as soon as he caught sight. Kahuna Hala was old by years but young in stature and spirit, large body still well built from years of hard effort. He grinned at the sight of the Pokemon in Moon's arms.

“Couldn't wait could you?” His laugh made clear the admonishment was in jest only, “I was wondering what made those three up and run off like that – you're clearly a trainer with fine potential to catch their attention from so far away!”

Kukui, standing to the side, bobbed his head by way of apology. “Sorry for skipping any ceremony, Kahuna Hala.”

Hala's laugh showed his jovial nature. He shrugged. “Whether it's newly raised or one of the ancient Tapu, who can stop a Pokemon's decisions? Those three clearly wanted this new trainer to make her choice. I think that's as fine a ceremony as can be!”

The Rowlet in Moon's arms cooed softly, rhythmic strokes of its head given by the hand not cradling it. The Litten and Popplio, with Hala so close now, moved back towards him, though neither had a spring in their step.

“Well now what's with you two?” Hala's boisterous laugh mixed with his heavy hand rubbing each of their heads, the Litten giving an admonishing glare at having its fur messed up while the Popplio barked happily. Hala smiled at them. “You know there's someone else looking forward to meeting you tonight, don't you? You're not going to show him those sad faces are you?” This perked the two back up, and immediately they stood at attention, attempting the most show-offish poses they could. Smiles at that were abundant, Lillie giggling at the sight. Moon looked at her with a smile.

“So then,” Hala's attention turned now to the two girls, “just what were you two up to on Mahalo Trail there? I could have sworn I heard the thunder of our Tapu.”

“Oh yes!” Lillie nodded immediately, clutching her bag tighter, “Nebby got free and tried to cross the bridge at the trail, and then was attacked by Spearow! But then-” Lillie paused, turning back to look at Moon, suddenly sheepish. Moon looked at her in curiosity. “Umm, sorry, I... never actually asked your name. I'm so sorry, so many things happened all at once, but... I'm Lillie. It's nice to meet you.”

Rudeness wasn't a thing Lillie was ever meant to display, so to ignore the name of her saviour for so long had mortified her. The response though was simply a gentle smile and a name given. Lillie smiled to hear it. “Moon!” She announced, happy with its sound, “Moon arrived just in time, and tried to save Nebby. When the Spearow attacked her, Nebby tried to help, but ended up breaking the bridge. That's when Tapu Koko arrived and saved them!”

Once again the impression of seeing Kukui genuinely surprised by something struck Lillie. He whistled. “Wow! Now that's something you don't hear ever day, isn't that right, Kahuna?”

Hala nodded, face a little sterner. He seemed to be deep in thought. “Our Guardians, the Tapu, are fickle creatures, little Moon; for our Tapu Koko to save you, it must have seen something special indeed. I think you and Rowlet will do well together. I am happy to have witnessed your beginnings as a new Pokemon Trainer.”

Moon seemed considerate of this. Of course it had to be a lot, to hear that such a significant Pokemon had acted on her behalf. Hala would not be surprised if all the experiences had left the young girl quite shaken that night.

But he was the one to be shaken instead, as Moon shifted her hands to hold Rowlet with the other, and extend her right to show the stone Tapu Koko had given her. Kukui, for the third time, felt intense surprise.

Oh they'd really stolen one of Kanto's brightest stars from right under Professor Oak's nose, hadn't they?

“A Sparkling Stone...” Hala breathed the words, Lillie snapping to attention upon hearing them. Although she had never seen one herself, she'd read enough that it made total sense to hear that that was what it was. So Tapu Koko really had chosen Moon...

“That stone,” Hala held out a hand, Moon pausing a moment before placing it in his, “I will return it to you tomorrow night, at the Festival of the Tapu. Please honour us by attending.” Moon nodded. Hala smiled. Internally his thoughts whirled.

Just who was this young girl known as Moon? Someone special, no doubt at all in his mind. Kukui and he had spoken about the potential of having a Kanto Trainer perform the Island Challenge at this time. Even still, this was more than could be expected.

Who could say what would happen next?

“Heyyyy!”

Echoing over the treetops and through the town, a new voice sounded out. Hala turned to face it.

“Heyyyy!” Moon and Lillie looked up now, the loud and energetic cry continuing on as the youth it was emerging from finally dashed into sight, coming to a halt before them all. While the colour of his skin, eyes, and hair matched Moon's quite well, his enthusiastic smile and motion distinguished him from her so much so they looked nothing alike, bursting into movement after the moment of stillness and running over to the two.

“Hey hey Lillie! Is this the new trainer? Hey! You've got a Pokemon already! Tutu,” mid-speech the boy's head whipped around to stare at the Kahuna, “weren't we meant to get them at the same time?” Hala offered little explanation, but his energetic grandson didn't bother waiting for it anyway, turning back to Moon. “Okay well just hold on one second then!”

Still standing by Hala, the Litten and Popplio jumped in surprise as Hau suddenly crouched down before them with a smile. “Alright!” His eyes switching rapidly from one to the other, Hau considered then reached out, “I choose... you!” Human whirlwind that he was, the boy was already standing before Moon with a slightly confused but mostly happy Popplio held in his arms, a wide smile on his face. “Okay!” he bounced up and down, head nodding enthusiastically as he did so, “Let's have a Pokemon Battle!”

“Hau!” Only Hala, using the same tone on his grandson that Lillie had unsuccessfully attempted to use on Nebby before, brought the boy's pace to a stop. Almost gingerly Hau looked back at the Kahuna, Moon standing there blankly before him.

“Are you really going to challenge someone to battle without giving your name? Or receiving theirs? Come now, I know I taught you that much respect!”

Despite his words, Hala still smiled as he walked over to the group, Hau turning back to the others. “Sorry, sorry,” he ducked his head in apology, “I got really excited, I've been looking forward to this day forever!” When he looked back up again, he had that same wide smile. “Heya! I'm Hau, it's nice to meet you!”

The second Moon's name was past her lips, Hau's smile gained momentum as he jumped back. “Okay Moon! Let's have a Pokemon battle!”

Moon stared.

Behind the new arrival a small, cloud-like Pokemon of blue and purple played about.

“Ah! Nebby!”

Laughter from Kukui and Hala set the scene as Lillie rushed forward and gathered the Pokemon up, its complaining “pews” in no way deterring Lillie from returning it to the bag she kept it in. Hau laughed too. “Even Nebby wants to see our Pokemon Battle, isn't that right?” He turned back to Moon, smile clearly not going anywhere. “Let's go!”

“Alright, alright,” a heavy hand from Hala settled on Hau's shoulder, bringing the boy's energetic rampage to a halt, “hold your fire m'boy. If you're going to do this, we have a stage set up right here.” The gesture of Hala's hand drew the gathered attention of the group to the wooden platform constructed in the centre of Iki Town. “Might as well give it a testing before the festival tomorrow! What say you, young Moon, would you indulge my grandson his very first Pokemon battle? And your own, of course.”

Moon's nod came quick, the Rowlet in her arms fluttering out from them and perching on the stage herself, waiting for her trainer to come and join her. Hau fist-pumped and jumped for joy. “Yeah! We're going all out!”

Hala oversaw, taking point at the side of the stage while Hau and Moon stood opposite one another, Popplio and Rowlet before each. Hau had been raised around Pokemon all his life, watching his grandfather act as Kahuna, and showed not the slightest effect of the Trainer's Bond he and Popplio had just established. Moon seemed slightly more wavering on her feet, but she had experienced far more than just obtaining her first Pokemon. Hala was honestly surprised she'd agreed to this battle at all.

“Very well!” He raised his arms, “this will be the first battle of Moon and Rowlet, against Hau and Popplio. Each of you is a new trainer, feel your new bond with your Pokemon and stand tall for them! Are you ready?”

Moon nodded. Hau grinned.

“Ready to go, Tutu!”

Hala nodded and lowered his hands. “Begin!”

It was an awkward battle in truth, but then whose first was not? Moon and Hau both gave orders, but their responsiveness was slow. Raised together, the Rowlet and Popplio knew each other well enough to fight as they always had before, just harder, and took the show for themselves far more than their trainers.

But that was the way it always was for those new. Neither should be ashamed. Still, Hala and Kukui both took note.

Hau thought quickly, changing from one idea to the next rapidly, but overloaded his Popplio with commands. Moon committed to what she said, expecting it to be carried out before speaking again. It was a slow conflict, but ultimately the elemental match-up determined it, and Popplio barked defeat. Rowlet posed before it.

“The victory goes to Moon and Rowlet!” Hala's right hand raised, indicating the Kanto Trainer. “Well fought!”

Scooping Popplio up in his arms, Hau smiled at the Pokemon as it nudged his cheek, offering it kind words for its hard efforts. Then he approached Moon.

“Wa-ow, hey, that was awesome! Moon, right? You did great!” Hau's closeness, and excitability, was something different to the usual distance people maintained in Kanto, leading Moon to back up a little. Hau paid it no notice. “I know I lost this time, but tomorrow I'm going all out, alright? Make sure to hold nothing back!”

The specifics of tomorrow's festival, and her planned role in it, had yet to be explained to Moon and so she could only give a look of confusion. Kukui chuckled, and stepped up to the edge of the stage. “We can talk about tomorrow tomorrow, alright kids? Now, to celebrate your becoming Pokemon Trainers, I have a gift for each of you!”

A red device was held out to each of the children, one they would recognise with ease. A Pokedex was the other half of the gift a Professor gives to new trainers: a Pokemon they would travel with, and the electronic encyclopaedia which would record all of the Pokemon they encountered. A trainer's journey was often fraught with adventure, and from those adventures came new knowledge. Countless breakthroughs in the understanding of Pokemon and their mysteries resulted from such travels.

“With that,” Kukui beamed at the pair, “you're both fully fledged Pokemon Trainers. Congratulations!”

Hala echoed the sentiment. “Tomorrow, at the Festival of the Tapu, the two of you will begin your Island Challenge. Until that time, rest and prepare with your Pokemon. This is the start of your lives as Pokemon Trainers!”

There was weight to that announcement, the sound of ceremony behind it, the words Hala had given to hundreds of trainers before. Both Moon and Hau nodded. Kukui grinned.

“Alright then, I think it's about time I get you home, Moon. Lillie, you two should come with too, yeah. Best we don't lose you more than once today, after all!”

Lillie nodded, clutching her bag closer to her, before gasping and opening it as quickly as she could to find nothing inside. Moon, turning her head, watched the Pokemon play about nearby. Lillie, catching Moon's gaze, followed it as well.

“Oh Nebby!”

The way home was quiet, the cries of nocturnal Pokemon there but never too close. Moon was silent, Lillie focusing on keeping Nebby in her bag. At the door to Moon's house, on the outskirts of Hau'oli City, Kukui came to a halt.

“Well, here's your stop.” To Moon he held out a hand, a ball of half red, half white. “And Rowlet there's Pokeball. I'll come by tomorrow to see how things are going, alright?”

Moon's nod was met by a farewell from Lillie, which earned a smile from her. Then into her house she went. A busy day come to a close. Kukui smiled.

Time for everyone else to be off home. Tomorrow, too, would be another busy day.

It was only later that night, lying in bed and thinking of the day's occurrences, that Kukui realised just what it was he had felt when seeing Moon with her new Pokemon. It hadn't been the feeling he'd expected – of a new trainer, a child establishing the first of their Bonds. No, it was of something bigger, older, and far more powerful.

It was of a monster without equal, towering above him.

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A series of excerpts from A Study of the Psychosomatic Bonds between Humans and Pokemon, by Professor Oak, Professor Juniper, and Doctor Fennel. (unofficial annotations by Professors Kukui and Burnet)

A picture is printed on the inside cover of the book. It is of Professor Oak, Professor Juniper, and Doctor Fennel. Doctor Fennel is holding a Munna in her arms. All of them are smiling. The caption reads: 'Doctor Fennel's work on Pokemon Dreams proved essential to mapping the mental patterns of both Pokemon and Trainers'.

Professor Kukui has drawn himself and his wife, Professor Burnet, into the picture. Burnet is standing just behind Juniper and Fennel, her college friends, with an arm over each of their shoulders. Kukui is standing beside Professor Oak, holding a hand and two fingers up behind the distinguished Professor's head in the form of 'bunny-ears'.

Trainer's Bonds – Known but Never Understood

There is not a Pokemon Trainer alive who does not, in some manner, understand the bonds between them and their Pokemon. Even so, if asked to describe those bonds, most would struggle to express any more than the basic concept – that they share power with their trusted partners. In truth, the phenomenon known as 'Trainer's Bonds' are psychic links established between people and Pokemon which connect the two together – providing the partner Pokemon, in exchange for a toll of their Trainer's physical and mental energy, with a special awareness of the Trainer's thoughts, as well as a significantly enhanced growth rate.

But how have these links come to be? What is the catalyst for establishment? How does the transfer of power from human to Pokemon operate? What determines the number and power of these bonds an individual can support? These questions have never truly been answered before, and so this study began with a single question:

What creates a Trainer's Bond?

Trainer's Bonds in History

Awareness of Trainer's Bonds has existed since the beginning of documented history – countless references from all cultures and ages describing the powerful connections forged between human and Pokemon partners. Originally referred to by terms such as 'partnership', 'soul-bonding' and, directly translated, 'two-hearts-as-one', these bonds are as old as the relationships between people and Pokemon itself.

As old, but far less noted, are the limitations of these bonds – the point at which a Trainer can no longer support the number or power of the Pokemon with them. By lesson from elder to younger this information has perpetuated, age to age, generation to generation; the understanding that a new Trainer will be unable to support more than a single Pokemon, that only with age and experience will the ability to maintain more and stronger Trainer's Bonds develop. Yet in spite of this, few direct references exist throughout documented history.

Perhaps most famous of these references, wherein the author muses on the sharing of power between Pokemon and human partners, are a series of journals written during the Warring States Period, in which the author provided a clear, if somewhat hyperbolic, set of observations of those at the head of each faction, and the unnaturally powerful Pokemon that fought alongside them.

Consider the excerpt from one of the latter of these journals below, and how it describes the need of the Lord in question to surrender one of his Trainer's Bonds in order to maintain one with a far more powerful Pokemon (discussion of the likely veracity of this account and the Pokemon in question is best saved for another paper).

A moustachioed figure has been sketched between the end of this paragraph and the block of text from the journal mentioned, with a three-headed draconic Pokemon drawn next to him. Professor Kukui has written in the margins 'Iconic moustache! Do you think it'd look good on me?'

In response Professor Burnet has drawn a small depiction of her face and crossed arms, with the word 'no' emblazoned above it.

`And so upon the hill looking over the thousands upon thousands aligned against him, Lord Nobunaga claimed victory by terrible surrender. His loyalest partner, she of Brutal Fury, took flight, unbound and once more alone.

In return it descended, from the heavens the Black Then Gold Dragon, and the sky and earth and all upon it burned under its light. Our Lord maintained such power for a day and a night and when the sun rose again the battlefield itself was unmade.

Yet when the Lord collapsed and the Dragon returned to the skies above, his true partner did not return. It would be three moons before the Lord and she crossed paths once more.'

Professor Kukui has doodled a large, serpentine dragon Pokemon underneath this excerpt.

Brainwaves and Dreams – from Psychic Scans to Delving the Subconscious

It is well understood that a Pokemon Trainer of significant skill has the ability to identify other Trainers of note. For a long time this was believed to be an instinct honed by experience, the specific mechanical reasoning left unexplored. Today it is understood that what a Trainer senses is the powerful Bonds between another Trainer and their Pokemon, the number and power of those Bonds indicating the number and power of Pokemon that Trainer has with them. The degrees of sense an individual has varies by that individual – with distance, precision, and minimum amount of power detectable differing on a case by case basis. However it has been observed that Trainers with strong Bonds to Pokemon of the Psychic typing display far stronger sensory abilities than those without. (Like how that police officer in Hau'oli with the Oranguru can tell a Trainer's skills really well!)

Printed next is a picture of a number of people and Pokemon, Professor Oak amongst them, taken in front of a large building. The caption below it reads:

The initial stages of research into Trainer's Bonds were conducted in collaboration with the Saffron City Pokemon Gym in the Kanto Region, which has over the decades remained a pre-eminent destination for Psychic-type Trainers the world over.

In consultation with the Gym Leader of Saffron City, attention was moved quickly from Trainer's Bonds themselves to what she believed were their source – unique 'patterns' she claimed people and Pokemon alike to have. Bonds proved useful for identifying a Trainer's current potential but, she claimed, those patterns were the key to understanding them.

With efforts from her and her partner Alakazam, a number of these mental patterns were produced, drawn by the Pokemon while scanning the individual before it. The patterns render as jagged, monocolour geometrical messes, yet the Gym Leader insisted they were accurate portrayals. The first sketches are printed below.

A set of three drawings, labelled 'Bulbasaur', 'Charmander', and 'Squirtle', follow the paragraph above. Each appears to be a mess of straight and curving lines of black on white, with little to be understood of them. Professor Kukui has sketched each of Alola's Starter Pokemon above the patterns of their Kanto equivalents.

It was at this point, pursuing these 'mental patterns', that contact was established with the Dream Laboratory of the Unova Region. Doctor Fennel, introduced by Professor Juniper, displayed similar understanding of mental patterns to the Saffron City Gym Leader, and had been identifying ways to produce accurate scans of the patterns from her work with Pokemon dreams.

A back-and-forth communication between Kanto and Unova resulted in numerous trips from those involved, and with the assistance of the Saffron City Gym Leader and her partner Pokemon, the first Dream Scan was successfully performed.

A new set of three far more detailed patterns have been printed, labelled in order, 'Oak', 'Juniper', 'Fennel'. A piece of paper is folded in half between the pages at this point, with two more patterns printed on it, labelled 'Kukui' and 'Burnet'.

With the advent of the Dream Scan, which could produce digital representation of human and Pokemon mental patterns, a series of discoveries were made in rapid succession about the way these patterns relate to the bonds between people and Pokemon. While there is still more yet to identify, including the nature of how patterns are determined, this is still considered one of the greatest breakthroughs in understanding the relationship between humans and Pokemon to date.

At the bottom of this page Professor Burnet has sketched a small caricature of Doctor Fennel with abnormally large eyes filled with sparkles. Professor Kukui wrote 'A Dream Come True!' next to the figure, which Professor Burnet followed with a simple 'boo'.

Pokemon Typing Patterns and Trainer Biases

This section is headed by a set of three images, this time labelled 'Grass', 'Fire', and 'Water'. The images are a large volume of mental patterns superimposed over one another, yet they all bear enough similarity that an aggregate image results. Professor Kukui has helpfully labelled the diagram “so cool!”

Despite the shock of those who first observed the similarity between patterns of the same Pokemon type, the Saffron City Gym Leader remained frustratingly unsurprised by this. The concept that Pokemon of the same type have similar patterns did not seem out of the ordinary to her, and indeed she was quick to point out that her own mental pattern bore a similarity of its own to the aggregate for the Psychic type.

Typing Biases for Trainers have long been known of: many Trainers display a proclivity to raising Pokemon of specific types – are capable of maintaining bonds with more and stronger Pokemon of that type than others. It is now believed that these biases are created by similarity between a Trainer and the archetype of a Pokemon type's mental pattern. The result is that, for example, a Trainer with a mental pattern similar enough to the Fire-type of Pokemon would be better able to support Trainer's Bonds with Fire-type Pokemon. (The Fairy-bias being an actual real thing might explain Captain Mina's entire situation with the Tapu then)

Over the next series of pages, archetype patterns for every Pokemon type, consisting of a number of superimposed patterns, have been printed. At the end is a chart with the following statement:

A survey conducted at the Unova Pokemon League Tournament recorded the mental patterns of all willing Trainers, comparing them to Pokemon archetypes. Through this, we can see a rough estimate of the number of Trainers that match each type, and thus the likeliness of finding a Trainer with that specific bias. (is anyone at all surprised that Dragon is the rarest?)

A footnote, at the end of the chapter reads:

The ability for all Pokemon to establish psychic connections with their Trainers is a significant topic: indicating that on some level all Pokemon possess some form of psychic ability, another of the rare few commonalities across all species. (Psychic bonds, Toxic, ... what else?) (They dream the same) (Oh yeah!)

Ongoing Mysteries of Trainer's Bonds

While the study of mental patterns has led to greater understanding of Trainer's Bonds, the core limits of those Bonds remain poorly understood.

The limitations of an individual's Trainer's Bonds vary by that individual, with some people only able to maintain a single, low-power Pokemon, while others can support six high powered partners. Research indicates these limits exist on a bell-curve, with the majority of trainers able to support three or four well-trained Pokemon by adulthood.

However the reasons for these limitations are yet to be understood, no common thread in the mental patterns observed. Neither understood is the growth rate of a Trainer – while time and experience allows many to support more and more powerful Pokemon, the Trainer's mental patterns show no change to reflect this.

Similarly the reason for the six Pokemon limit remains unknown – no Trainer in recorded history ever having displayed the ability to consistently maintain more; those few who have attempted to do so quickly severing the seventh Bond due to described 'severe mental and physical strain'.

The Pokemon Storage System, which acts as a digital stasis for Pokemon stored within it, also prevents Bonds from being maintained, allowing Trainers who deposit Pokemon within to successful sever their Trainer's Bonds, often done so when a Pokemon's growth has exceeded the Trainer's ability to maintain that Bond. However the need to sever and re-establish Bonds when changing Pokemon, when combined with the automatic release program designed to prevent the inhumane and illegal act of placing a Pokemon in indefinite stasis, has led many Trainers to keep at most one or two extra Pokemon, while many more will simply eschew the system altogether.

Research into maintaining a muted version of Trainer's Bonds through the PSS, which do not take a demand to re-establish, is on-going.

A new paper rests next to the open study, sitting upon a desk in Professor Kukui's lab. It is presently blank, bar for the title written across it.

Observations of the Limitless Phenomenon, by Professor Kukui

Chapter Text

The best term one could use to describe Moon’s mother was ‘lighter’. In complexion and hair to begin with, but far more noticeably personality, she was a woman who expressed endless love and energy for the world around her.

Newest to discover this was Moon’s Rowlet who, as soon as Moon passed the threshold into her house, was swept up along with Moon herself in a powerful hug from the older woman. Every youth's first Pokemon was a reason to celebrate, and for Jewellery, mother of Moon, this was one of the proudest moments of her life. Her own daughter, a fully-fledged Pokemon Trainer! She couldn't be happier.

And though not tonight, late as it was, tomorrow would be a day for celebration. She would see to it.

Thus when tomorrow came, another beautiful day under the light of Alola's sun, Jewellery, Jewel to friends, scooped up her Meowth – third and final member of their family to make the pilgrimage from Kanto to Alola – instructed her daughter to ignore the numerous unpacked boxes still filling the house, and announced that today would be a day out on the town! A celebration, just for their little family, one bigger today than it had been the day before. Rowlet, already having been doted on by the woman since the morning began, preened itself to be the centre of such attention. Moon smiled at the sight.

Hau'oli City, largest of Alola, numbers first of three major cities – the population centre of Melemele Island just as the cities Heahea and Malie would be for the next two islands to come. The noise, the bustle, the constant movement of people and Pokemon, it was similar enough to the larger cities of Kanto to remind Moon of them, but different enough to make those memories little more than memories. The move to Alola had been, all things considered, a rapid thing, the separation paying for every step of the way. In quiet nights her mother had spoken to Moon with honesty to prepare her for what came next, but there was still something surreal to this city that wasn't quite like the ones she knew.

She stayed by her mother's side, Rowlet held tight in her arms.

“Ah a salon!”

The roads of Hau'oli City were interesting – lanes for vehicles kept separate from lanes for Pokemon: Tauros, Stoutland, and even the occasional Machamp being seen bearing human passengers along. Moon's mother had called a taxi to take the two from the outskirts of Hau'oli, their home with its view out over the sea, into the city centre to enjoy the day as they saw fit. Along the way she'd made mention of wanting to try out Ride Pokemon herself. She and Moon watched them from the windows of the car as it went.

The cluster of shops in the centre of Hau'oli had already captured Jewellery's delight but, as she stopped herself to remember, this day was a celebration of her daughter. With a smile she looked down to Moon, seeing her holding Rowlet close to her chest, and drew her attention.

“Would you like to go in? I'm sure they'd be willing to give your Rowlet a makeover too.”

Given the room to think, Moon nodded and Jewellery smiled. The older woman knew she'd have plenty of time to explore Hau'oli at her own pace, but also that Moon would soon be embarking upon her own journey. Perhaps, as much as this was a celebration of Moon's first Pokemon, this was also the last chance in a while for her mother to genuinely spend time with her. After all, no-one completes a Pokemon journey the same as they begin it.

That was an unquestionable truth of the world.

“Welcome welcome!”

Greeted by the staff of the salon, Moon and her mother, along with Rowlet and Meowth, were quickly fussed over, welcomed, and quizzed on being unknown faces. “From Kanto!” With delight the woman behind the counter smiled, “I have a cousin in Kanto, she lives in Celadon City did you live- no? But you went there often how wonderful!”

As Moon's mother energetically discussed Kanto and Alola, another member of the staff approached Moon. “Alola,” she gave a wave of her hands, a gesture Moon had seen before, paired with that same word as well. One hand still holding Rowlet, she moved the other to mimic it. The woman grinned at her. “That's a traditional greeting of the Alola Region! Use it with a smile!”

“Two beauty treatments and two Pokemon grooming sessions, thank you very much!” Moon's mother double-checked her daughter's reaction, but Moon seemed fine with it, and so she smiled and completed the payment. A good way to begin their city day.

The Pokemon were quickly fawned over. A Rowlet was rare enough, being one of the special starter Pokemon that only Trainers of note would have. Meowth, being a Kanto variant, received its own fair share of attention, and smugly enjoyed it after having its owner prioritise the new Rowlet ever since she came home. Unaware of the cat Pokemon's jealousy, Rowlet preened under the attention, each leaning into the brushing and care.

Moon and her mother both enjoyed the sight.

“Would you like something done with your hair? A new colour or style?”

“Oh!” Jewellery suddenly turned to Moon, eyes wide at the realisation, “yes!” Her nod earned a quizzical look from her daughter, but Jewellery was not to be dissuaded. Not until she'd made her case at least. “When taking a Pokemon journey, it's important to start with a change! Something new to keep in mind that everything is new! When I took my own, I'd tied my hair back in a ponytail, see?” To illustrate, Jewellery moved her hands to pull back her hair, showing the look off to her daughter. “Moon, would you like to as well?”

Moon ran a hand through her hair. Alola was far warmer than Kanto, she'd already felt the heat in her dark hair since arriving, and so the thought of doing something had come up. Still, this...

Her consideration lasted until she saw the look in her mother's eyes, excitement and hope in seeing her daughter follow some of her own footsteps. Moon nodded. Jewellery beamed. The hairstylist standing behind them smiled and set to work.

An interview played over the radio.

We're here with Hau'oli City Radio, speaking to Alola's very own Professor Kukui. Good morning Professor! How are you today?

Doing great, yeah! Today's another fine day in Alola for everyone, people and Pokemon alike!

That it is, Professor! A busy day too, especially for you. Over the last few months, you've been spearheading the development of a Pokemon League in Alola! Can you tell us how that's going?

Well thanks for asking, yeah! Progress is smooth up on Mount Lanakila, constructing a League where the light of Alola first falls! We've been working with the Kahuna to make sure our Guardian Deities approve, and they seem thrilled with it! I think they're as excited as I am to see the best of Alola's best go head to head, yeah!

Excitement about the upcoming League is rife amongst the population of Alola, with many people claiming it will be a new age for those who undertake the Island Challenge. But at the same time there is some resistance, especially from older generations of Alola, claiming this modernisation is stripping away the Island Challenge's soul. How do you respond to those claims, Professor?

The most important thing for me is not to change the spirit of the Island Challenge, which is why we've been working so hard with the Kahuna and Tapu to make a Pokemon League that keeps all of Alola's traditions alive. That's why we're building it on Mount Lanakila, and why the Kahuna will be acting as the Elite Four of Alola. This way we can keep all of the traditions of the Island Challenge, while still adapting to the Pokemon League format and producing a Champion who'll be acknowledged the world over!

Exciting times. Well, Professor, thank you for your time, and we wish you the best with your endeavours.

One last thing!

Yes?

To any Trainers out there starting or on their Island Challenges, don't forget to give it your all, and show off your best moves at the Alola Pokemon League! We're looking forward to seeing you there!

Songs and stories passed by on the radio as Moon and her mother were cared for by the salon stylists, while Meowth and Rowlet were lavished with attention and basked in it. Indeed, when the treatments were over and the pair of humans prepared to leave, it took some coaxing to get their Pokemon partners to come along.

Jewellery looked at her daughter, hair tied back, convincing her Rowlet to settle on her arm, and felt within her a powerful sting of emotion. Pride and joy, her daughter, a beautiful and incredible person who would be a Pokemon Trainer with great love in her heart. But also a little sadness. Pokemon journeys always ended in change. The Moon that would soon leave her house would not be the one to return. This was the way so many people changed, the beginning of leaving the purity of childhood behind.

She'd find her home far too lonely without her daughter in it.

Maybe it was time to get another Meowth.

Following a morning's relaxation and care within the salon, it was time for brunch, and Jewellery made sure to choose a place that would provide her daughter's favourites – fruit so fresh and juicy it could only be grown in Alola, the sweetness of honey tarts, and milk poured with creamy froth. To Rowlet Moon fed slices of the fruit as well, the Grass Quill Pokemon cooing happily as Moon looked on it with a smile and fondness Jewellery had rarely seen before. Oh her daughter had a love for Pokemon that was powerful indeed.

Such pride she felt. Such joy.

The slightest tinge of sadness.

Extending a hand she patted her daughter's, Moon looking at her quizzically. Jewellery nodded. “Your Rowlet's eating well, she's going to grow big and strong, just like you have! Make sure to look after her, alright?” Moon nodded, expression showing thought. She thought deeply, and spoke rarely. But Jewellery saw understanding.

She knew her daughter would do well. So proud.

Having eaten, it was time to shop! Moon would need a new bag for carrying all she collected on her journey, a proper Pokemon Trainer's satchel, as well as whatever she felt she needed to begin. No expense was too much, and Jewellery insisted her daughter choose whatsoever she desired.

The bag was cute, a watermelon design to it with a green undercarriage and red/black pattern on its side. For clothing, Moon found a new flower-print top, similar to her own, but with stronger red flowers upon it, and wore it happily once purchased. Similarly a pair of sandals caught her eye, and she seemed to enjoy the freedom of them over the sneakers she'd worn before. Her chicken-comb hat she insisted on keeping though, despite some slight coaxing on Jewellery's part that perhaps some of the other headwear on sale was worth consideration.

She should have known it was a fruitless attempt. Her daughter loved that hat.

Clothes for a journey collected, next up was supplies! There was a Pokemon Center close to the outskirts of Hau'oli they lived within, but with the two in the city centre they decided to visit the one nearby. It was bustling, both Trainers and those with family Pokemon interacting while their Pokemon were cared for. Moon kept close to Jewellery, who forded her way through the crowd to the PokeMart. She flashed the cashier a smile.

“Okay Moon,” she turned to look down at her daughter, “whatever you'd like to buy!”

“Is your daughter a new Trainer, ma'am?” The cashier extended a brochure, which Jewellery passed down to Moon to peruse, while extolling how her daughter had become a new Trainer just the night before, and even already had a Pokemon battle! Prompted by the cashier to continue, Moon tried to focus on studying just what was available for new trainers to buy while her mother sung great praises of her.

After a while she did make her choice, a basic collection of healing items acquired and stocked – ideal starting supplies for any new Trainer. Then the last of her choices caught the worker's attention.

“While we do offer Pokeballs to all Trainers, are you sure you want to purchase them now? Your daughter will not be able to maintain many Pokemon and will run the risk of overextending herself if she catches more.”

For a brief moment Jewellery considered. With only Meowth with her, a Pokemon she'd had for years, she'd forgotten how demanding a Trainer's first Bonds could be.

But then she looked at Moon and felt something, something deeply instinctive within her, that told her Moon was prepared for anything. It wasn't even a sense she was aware of. She simply felt confidence. Turned back to the cashier with a smile.

“My daughter will be fine, thank you.”

Moon left the Pokemon Center with five fresh Pokeballs stored in the bag she carried.

Hau'oli continued to be a city of energy, people and Pokemon all about. The lanes marked for Pokemon always had one in sight, though the air above remained clear – laws strict about using Pokemon safely for transport inside the city. Jewellery held the lead, but always kept an eye on her daughter's interest, and lured many expressions of curiosity and happiness at that curiosity's fulfilment from her. Only after a later lunch did the thought of returning home come to them, and only when the light of the day was beginning to take on orange tones, the afternoon mixing into the sun's rays, that they acted on that thought. Another taxi – Jewellery would try a Ride Pokemon another day – and the two were returned back to Hau'oli's outskirts. Back towards their home.

The outskirts were an expanding district, despite protests from the neighbouring Iki Town that Hau'oli City was encroaching upon them. The route from the outskirts to Iki had numerous houses along it, Trainers of families that could afford such residences populous in the grassy fields outside the old town. Jewellery had met a few of her neighbours so far, but there were always more to greet. She waved at another when she and Moon arrived at their house.

A new home to become part of. Leaving the past behind.

In quiet nights she prayed this was best for Moon as well.

The afternoon passed quietly, the two relaxing from the day's excitement in the city, before Moon stood, called Rowlet to her, and walked out the front door. It wasn't yet time for her journey to begin in earnest but still, Jewellery considered, her daughter was showing the first signs of her independence. She'd see her again at the festival in Iki that night, and for a moment wondered if she'd still see the same daughter she had that day.

Shaking her head, Jewellery turned her attention back to the boxes yet to be unpacked. Waiting around for things had never been her style. She'd keep herself busy until it was time to go.

Though maybe the more she left for later, the more she'd have to distract herself too.

Maybe so.

Bustling with more life and energy than ever, Iki Town and its festival were in full swing already, even with the official opening still awaiting the setting of the sun – why waste good partying time after all! Already having had their fair share of the festival food available, Hau and his Popplio sat by a bench close to the town entrance, awaiting the arrival of the other half of the Festival Battle.

Now where could she be...?

“I wonder how Moon has been since yesterday...” Lillie, having arrived in Iki with Kukui earlier that day – he had a lot to discuss with the Kahuna it seemed – had gravitated towards Hau as being the person she knew the most here, though keeping pace with him had proven difficult. He never really slowed down at all. “I hope she's feeling alright, after everything that happened...”

“She'll be fine I know it!” Hau smiled at Lillie, the Popplio sitting in his lap giving a reassuring bark. “When we fought her last night she was just thinking about Pokemon, I could tell! That's all she's been about today too, I'll bet!”

“I see...” somewhat unsure of Hau's proclamation, Lillie considered all she'd read about Trainers and Pokemon. She could somewhat understand how Hau might claim to understand Moon's thoughts, but even still...

“Oh hey! Moon!” With loudness and excitement both Hau rocketed to his feet, the dislodged Popplio recovering with a neat flip and pose upon landing. Lillie turned to the entrance too, green eyes settling upon the girl walking through its entrance, her brown eyes roaming over the entirety of the Festival of the Tapu. Hau ran up to greet her.

“Hey hey! How're you doing, how're you feeling? Been getting along well with Rowlet? Me and Popplio have been working hard all day so you'd better be prepared for us to go all out tonight, alright? It's going to be nothing like last night was, you'll see!”

Unsure of just how to handle Hau's absolute enthusiasm, Moon made eye contact with Lillie, who couldn't help but feel a moment's solidarity. That said...

“You've changed your hair?” Walking up beside Hau, Lillie made the observation, causing Hau to do a double-take to actually notice. Moon nodded at Lillie. She considered. “It's nice. Maybe... one day I...”

In the pause of Lillie's thoughts Hau began talking again. “Hey so Moon you are ready, right? I know Professor Kukui'll be here soon and then we do the festival opening when it's sundown and then we have the Festival Battle! You ready for that?”

It wasn't... particularly like anyone had explained the Festival of the Tapu to Moon. By the focus in her eyes she appeared to have pieced a good portion of it together, but Lillie still wondered just how little anyone had told the girl. She tried to fill in what she could.

“The Festival of the Tapu celebrates the Guardian Deities of Alola, the four Tapu who each live on one of Alola's four islands. It's to honour them, and so there's food and prayer taken and given in their name.” Moon nodded in response to Lillie's explanation, her eyes focused on the blonde-haired girl. Hau took over.

“And to top off the Festival, we have the Festival Battle!” He jumped, punctuating the motion further with a fist thrown to the heavens. “That'll be us, because we're starting our Island Challenge! We have a Pokemon Battle, which the Tapu love, and then celebrate some more!”

“That's the gist of it,” though the voice of Kahuna Hala had gravel to it, he spoke with warmth that reached the heart as he approached the group from the celebrating crowd, “although our festival has never been too large a thing. Just a little get-together we do here in Iki. Still, none of us fail to go all out, so you shouldn't either, alright you two?”

“Yeah!” Hau's energetic affirmation did not distract Hala from seeing the quiet determination in Moon's eyes. She was ready too, even if she said it in far fewer words. Good. He didn't quite have that one's measure yet, but she seemed to have the same intent the very best of Trainers did.

Very good indeed.

“Pokemon battling...” Lillie drew Moon's attention, her words far quieter, “I don't really like seeing them hurt, even though they love to battle all the same. I guess that's why I'll never be a Pokemon Trainer.” The shake of her bag, muffled cries of the Pokemon within, distracted Lillie from her thoughts, and she opened the zipper just so to try and shush Nebby. Moon watched her intently.

“Hey there you three!” Next to enter Iki Town, walking through its arch with his Rockruff and Moon's mother a step behind, Professor Kukui waved with a smile. “And Kahuna Hala too! I'd stopped by Moon's place to pick her up and maybe give a little intro to battling wild Pokemon, but her mother here told me she'd already gone out on her own! Well Moon, seems you've done well for yourself today, so good job! You're going to be a fine Pokemon Trainer, oh yeah!”

Jewellery swept in to ply Moon with questions about her afternoon, Lillie falling back from the far higher energy woman – she felt more like she should be Hau's mother than Moon's in Lillie's opinion – and watched as Moon attempted to keep pace with her mother's attention. For a moment the sight of Moon, somewhat overwhelmed but still clearly fine with her mother's presence, caused a darker feeling Lillie would never admit to having to rise within her. She looked away.

“Alright alright!” Hala's brusque voice once more sounded out, “the sun's starting to set, the light of Alola will soon be under the moon's care. It's time to start the Festival proper, so please come join everyone in the centre of town. The Festival Battle will be just a little later. I'll announce it when.”

Realising she only had a minute or two at best to survey the outer reaches of Iki Town, Moon's mother rushed off, leaving her daughter with Hau and Lillie. Kukui laughed at the sight, sending his Rockruff off to race after her – the Pokemon already endeared to the older woman who'd petted it most affectionately as soon as she'd laid eyes upon it.

“Okay you three, let's head up,” taking point, Kukui led the way, Moon, Hau, and Lillie falling behind. Hau continued to pepper Moon with questions about how ready she was for their battle. Moon avoided them, but sometimes a little smile showed a readiness Lillie began to question whether Hau himself was prepared for.

In the centre of town Hala led the official opening of festivities.

“We are gathered here today,” he stood atop the platform in the town centre, the platform Moon and Hau had experienced their first Pokemon Battle atop the night before, “to celebrate the Tapu, Guardians of Alola, our divine protectors. In tribute to them we laugh, love, and live, and express our thanks by the lives spent under Alola's light! Tonight, as that light is passed from sun to moon, eat and be merry, give thanks to the lives we may spend thanks to the Tapu's care, and think well of Alola. A battle as offering will soon be had between two of Alola's newest stars. Thank you all, and enjoy the night!”

Applause was voracious, the crowd thrilled as always to be part of the festival. Hau, having caught his second wind as far as festival food was considered, raced off to try more of what was on offer, a far more restrained Lillie sampling what caught her eye as well.

Moon, keeping more to the edges of the crowd, noticed Professor Kukui speaking on a phone. As soon as the call closed he, with a slight frown on his face, strode through the crowd towards Hala.

Moon followed after.

“– didn't think she'd be in so soon so I-”

“You have to go now? This is the opposite of what we'd arranged.”

“I know but it's not just picking her up, it's the entire city council meeting, the interviews – they were scheduled for as soon as she got here. I need to be there for them.”

“Hmph.”

Moon, slightly eavesdropping, slightly considering the food available in the radius of the conversation, circled the pair.

“Look, it's not all bad, Hala, you announcing the two of them might even be better! They're going to be representing the new Island Challenge, so if the Kahuna of Melemele in Iki, one of the more traditional of Alola's townships, announces them, that's legitimacy too, right?”

“I'm not taking over for you, Kukui: convincing Alola to move towards this League model is your affair.”

“I know, I know, I messed up, but I've gotta go into Hau'oli or it's going to be worse for us. Please? Pretty please, Kahuna, Cherubi on top?”

A long-suffering sigh, built out of decades of knowing the Professor, emanated from the Kahuna. Hala shook his head. “Alright, alright, I'll lead the Festival Battle, but any pushback you get from Iki for not taking part in their traditions is on your head.”

“Appreciated,” Kukui gave a rapid version of the Alolan greeting, turning to dash off, Pokeball already in hand, “I'll be back as soon as I cannnnnn.”

He didn't even wait to be out of the town's limits before releasing a huge bird from the ball, boarding its back and racing off into the sky. Moon, along with a few other of Iki's residents, watched him depart.

“Not even staying for the Festival,” a grumble from one of those nearest to her reached Moon's ears, “and he talks about keeping Alola's spirit in that League of his.”

“The Island Challenge is fine the way it is,” another of Iki's residents agreed, “we don't need his League.”

“We don't need any change!”

Moon slipped away from the conversation without notice.

It wasn't much longer before Kahuna Hala found her, instructing the young Trainer to head up to the platform for the Festival Battle. As she ascended the steps, fingers running over the Pokeballs in her bag, Moon watched Hau appear opposite her, his Popplio jumping up beside him. Moon's fingers curled around one of the balls and withdrew it.

Hala took centre-stage.

“I present to you, and to the Tapu, two of Alola's newest Trainers! They will battle tonight as offering to our Tapu, to Alola's Guardians, and Tapu Koko, Melemele's own.” A hand raised indicated Hau. “Before you stands Hau, grandson to the Kahuna, known to all of Iki.” A rush of laughter went through the crowd at this, well aware of just how thoroughly the Kahuna's grandson had made himself known over the past eleven years.

Hala raised his other hand.

“Before you stands Moon, come from lands on far to become part of Alola under its light! She is one who has met with Tapu Koko itself, been approved of by our Guardian Deity!”

This rush through the crowd wasn't laughter. It was murmuring, quick and fervent, individual voices hard to make out. But Moon heard her name, and Tapu Koko's, repeatedly. She kept her eyes focused on Hau before her.

“This battle!” Hala raised both hands, “will be a one versus one Pokemon battle, a meeting of each of these new Trainers' partners! And the true beginning of their Island Challenge! Nowww-”

Hala's drawn out word, preparing to announce the start, was cut off by a new and louder wave of murmuring, those of Iki, who lived with Pokemon every day of their lives, familiar enough with the nature of what binds Pokemon and Trainers to be stunned by what they saw.

For as Hala announced the conditions of the battle, that it would only afford one Pokemon to each challenger, Moon had returned the Pokeball she was holding to her bag and withdrawn another.

Few missed the connotations of what that meant.

Hala shook his head, and raised his hands higher. Then dropped them. “Begin!”

Hau's Popplio charged forward. Moon, with a flick of her wrist, unleashed Rowlet onto the stage. And each took command.

The difference, in comparison to the conflict of the night before, was heaven and earth. Each of the Trainers had found their stride with their Pokemon, and their training in the day had given new confidence to their commands. Hau understood his Popplio's movement, the way it bounced and jumped, never still much like himself. Already the Bond between them was strong, already Popplio moved as fast as Hau could command. Such was the kind of Trainer raised in an environment such as Hau, always surrounded by Pokemon, always around a Trainer of such skill as his grandfather. Truly, his potential was astounding.

Moon's smile gleamed like a knife.

Rowlet was a hunter, a Pokemon of swift and silent movement, scything through the air to approach its prey. The movement of Moon's own hands, far louder than the majority of her words, was met by Rowlet's own, following her directives and hunting the stage itself. Hau's commands were strong. He ordered Popplio well, pushed back Rowlet, kept a strong defense.

But the hunt was Moon and her partner's, their offence eternal, and by pressure, by teamwork, by unerring focus, victory came to their hands. A storm of leaves Popplio had not evaded lifted it into the air and Rowlet slammed down, claws pushing the sea lion Pokemon into the ground. Its bark of surrender sounded out in the night.

Hala raised a hand.

“The winner is: Moon!”

There was a moment, when Hau was picking Popplio up in his arms, the blue Pokemon nuzzling his cheek by way of apology for the battle lost, that he looked silent. But only that moment before he looked back up at Moon with a smile as wide as could be.

“Hooo-ah! Moon! That was awesome!”

And with that announcement the crowd burst into celebration, thrilled by the battle that had taken place, proof above all things that these two Trainers, these two who would be undertaking their Island Challenges, would bring pride to the name of Alola. How could they not, with skills such as these?

Yet even their cheers, loud as they were, could not compare to the cry that swept over the treetops, a crowing that was only heard perhaps once in a year by the luckiest. Hala raised his head and laughed at it, his own smile clearly showing the family resemblance he had to Hau.

“So Tapu Koko approves!” His announcement drew all eyes to him, “Hau! Moon! You have both done splendidly! Let this mark the beginning of your Island Challenge, your journey across the Alola Region! I have for you here,” withdrawn from his coat, Hala stepped to Hau, handing a charm to him, before turning to Moon, “an Island Challenge Amulet! This will signify you are on an Island Challenge, so that all will know you battle under Alola's light!”

There was weight to the amulet, Moon considered, as she felt it settle in her hand. Swinging her bag around, she affixed the amulet to a strap. Good. Rowlet, having settled before her, cooed.

Hala watched as Moon knelt down, ran a hand over the Pokemon's head, before withdrawing a Pokeball from her bag to allow it to rest. He hadn't misseen earlier, Moon had been holding a different Pokeball before he'd announced the battle. Did she truly already have two Pokemon? But she didn't show in the least any strain at all.

Actually, wasn't that strange regardless? Hau, raised around Hala's powerful Pokemon, and a natural font of energy, was of course doing fine, but Moon didn't have that same pedigree, Hala was sure. Then how was it that forging a Trainer's Bond with Rowlet – and a powerful one too by the way they battled already – hadn't affected her? How was it that she had, apparently, a second Pokemon already?

Kukui had made a poor choice by going off to his meetings and missing this battle. Hala would grill him for that later. For now though...

“Young Moon,” the girl looked up at Hala before her, “before you take your leave I have something to return to you. Come find me after the crowd has dispersed, I will be waiting.” She nodded, quiet as ever, and Hala nodded in return. Took his leave from the stage, Moon and Hau doing the same, the crowd surging around them. They'd done so well! Such great Trainers! And! And!

“Hey hey!” Voices accosted Moon, “Was that another Pokemon you had?” “Which one?” “Show us!” “How're you so good at battling?” “Where are you from?” “How did-” “Who are-” “What is-” “You-”

“Moon!”

Shoving her way through the crowd, her never-changing smile pushing back those who might complain, Jewellery arrived before her daughter, arms extended, “You did so well! I'm so proud!” There was a presence, those closest would insist, around Jewellery that said to give her and her daughter space. So they did. And the festival continued on.

Once free of the crowd, Jewellery let Moon go to face Hau and Lillie, who'd spotted her and moved on over. Look at those three, her daughter already having found friends. Jewellery smiled and kept to the background. Good.

This was good.

“That was...” Lillie struggled for the words, her dislike of violence marred by the sight of Moon in the battle, an aura of power around her, “you were incredible, Moon.” A slightly hurt noise quickly had Lillie turn around and wave apology. “You too, Hau! You both did so well! And so did your Pokemon. I... I don't think I could ever do that.”

“Don't sell yourself short, Lillie!” Hau shook his head, “If you love Pokemon you can do anything, that's what my gramps told me! Isn't that right, Moon?” Moon's eyes moved from Hau's to Lillie's, from the confident to the wavering. She nodded.

“Now let's go get food! Come on, you haven't had anything til you've had Iki Town Malasadas! Come on!” Practically dragging the two girls, Hau led them through the crowd.

So the night pressed on.

No-one noticed the specific moment Professor Kukui returned, just that at some point he was amongst the crowd again, talking up a storm. While more tradition focused factions of Iki disapproved of the Professor's plans, his charisma allowed him to charm most everyone he spoke to, and even now Kukui succeeded in selling people upon his League idea. But those were the easy sells.

The hard ones would not go as smoothly.

With constant talk of the Festival Battle around him, Kukui soon heard the accusation that Moon had a second Pokemon, his eyebrows threatening to achieve lift-off at the thought. Hala couldn't confirm it, and Moon was busy with Hau and Lillie for the night, the trio attempting to coax Nebby down from a tall tree, unsure how the tiny Pokemon had even made its way up there.

He'd follow up on it tomorrow. Tonight was a night to party. And party they did.

Only when the festival began to wind down, the crowd breaking apart, the children reaching that point of true tiredness, did Hala catch a moment with Moon. She was wavering, which he found more relaxing than he should. It was good to know she was capable of being tired.

“This belongs to you,” he held out the object he had forged since meeting Moon the night before. “It is a Z-Ring, made from the Sparkling Stone which Tapu Koko gave you. Z-Rings are the means to draw power from Z-Crystals, which you will obtain upon your Island Challenge. Professor Kukui will be sure to tell you more tomorrow.”

Moon took the white bracelet, considered it, then clipped it around her left wrist where it stayed tight. A few movements of her arm showed herself testing its weight, but she didn't complain when she lowered it. Hala nodded at the sight.

“Tapu Koko,” he began, well aware Moon's focus was fading, “made an important choice in giving you that Stone. We may not know its true intentions, but still we must all rise to meet its expectations. I wish you well, little Moon, in your Island Challenge. I have every faith you will rise to the occasion.”

Moon was quiet, but for a moment her eyes met Hala's and he remembered every Trainer to ever pass the Island Challenge, to overcome the four Kahuna atop the peak of Mount Lanakila. Bastions of incredible strength and power. For her to remind him of them all... he nodded with a smile. “I'm sure.”

And that was it for the festival, Jewellery and Kukui moving to collect Moon and Lillie, the latter having finally convinced Nebby to stay in her bag. Even in the dead of night there were Pokemon active, but Kukui's Rockruff kept them at bay with loud barks, leaving room for the others to walk safely. Lillie and Moon, each tired, stayed close by one another.

“One day,” the only time she spoke, Lillie said this, “I hope to meet Tapu Koko again. To thank it for saving Nebby, and you. I truly hope I can.”

To meet Tapu Koko again... to that, Moon agreed.

The four broke into pairs at Moon's house, she and her mother entering while Kukui and Lillie continued on to the lab by the beach. Inside Moon was quick to embrace her bed, exhausted by this longest of days. Jewellery would do the same soon after, though sleep would come to her a little slower. Too much energy at seeing her daughter shining upon the stage that night. Far too much.

For a moment Jewellery looked in on Moon as she slept, smiled at the sight of her in the dark, Rowlet held close. This was good.

Moon would do well indeed.

Perhaps it was because she was tired after the long day. Perhaps she hadn't given weighty consideration to the rumours of Moon's second Pokemon. Perhaps the dark and the blanket were just enough that it didn't stick out to Jewellery at all. But she went to sleep that night thinking of how cute Moon was, sleeping with her Rowlet held close.

She hadn't noticed at all the five other Pokemon curled up around her.

Chapter Text

With the excitement of the night before, Lillie could not help but wonder whether Moon or her mother would even be awake at this hour. For her there had been no real choice – the Pokemon of the beachside laboratory waking and roughhousing as soon as dawn's light reached their eyes. Having taken in the Litten remaining from the three Pokemon offered to Hau and Moon, Professor Kukui seemed completely unfazed by the constant conflict between it and his Rockruff. They were just play-fighting, he had told Lillie. That sure didn't stop them from tearing up half the lab each day, she replied.

Kukui laughed, patted the Pokemon's heads, and agreed.

By the time the two of them had fed both themselves and the Pokemon of the lab, the sun was still only just beginning to stretch up the sands to the paths beyond, the winding way into Hau'oli City's outskirts. Moon and her mother lived close to the sea, one of the closest homes to the Pokemon Laboratory on the beach below, but it was still a few minutes walk until Kukui was knocking on their door. In that time, Lillie remained convinced they would be waking Moon and her mother up.

That belief lasted precisely up until the moment Jewellery opened the front door.

“Oh Professor, good morn-AH!” Halfway through her greeting Jewellery lunged to the side, arms outstretched to catch the Pokemon buzzing by her head. The inwards swing of the door in that moment showed a scene, a trio of Pokemon eating as if their life depended on it from a set of bowls, a Meowth standing guard over them, Jewellery trying to coax the Ledyba down from the curtains, and Moon herself entering the room, Rowlet perched on her shoulder, a black and cream Rattata clutched in her arms.

Kukui and Lillie stared.

“Oh Moon, could you-”

Jewellery's request was answered quickly, the Ledyba – ignoring her – immediately responding to Moon's words and descending down to greet her. She guided it and the Rattata both to join the other three – a Pikipek, Yungoos, and Caterpie, Kukui quickly observed – before the Rowlet fluttered off her shoulders to eat too. Six hungry mouths to feed. It was quite a time.

Jewellery turned back to the entrance with a slightly harried smile. “Good morning Professor Kukui, Lillie!”

“G'morning Jewel, Moon!” Kukui took the reins of the conversation, Lillie still caught in somewhat of a thrall at seeing the mass of gathered Pokemon, “I see you've got a busy house to look after too, huh?”

Many people would describe Kukui as being reckless, or not thinking things through when acting, but he was not a fool. Those Pokemon, Moon was the one they looked to, Moon was the one they obeyed. This wasn't Jewellery having stocked her house with local Pokemon to care for when her daughter left on her journey.

Those were Moon's Pokemon.

A second? What a joke.

She had six.

Kukui stepped inside.

“Here I was thinking maybe it was a little early, but I see it's not just my lab that had a busy start today! This sure is a difference from yesterday, huh?”

“Oh yes,” Jewellery nodded, the sheer shock of discovering, roughly half an hour earlier, that her daughter had six Pokemon having already been suppressed by the raw power that was 'mom mode'. Hungry mouths in her house got fed! That was a Jewellery Rulery! She was the only one who ever laughed when she said that. “Luckily they all listen to Moon, isn't that right?”

Moon affirmed, even meeting Kukui and Lillie's eyes from where she stood, but she remained there, watching over her Pokemon. They were... energetic, and not quite liable to seek out their trainer when there were new and interesting things about. The ability to keep six at once calm and in control was... something to be worked on with time.

She'd had all but Rowlet for less than a day.

“Well glad to catch you,” Kukui continued to talk, hoping to find stable ground somewhere in this conversation. He'd need to have a talk, several long talks, with a number of people, but right now he was here for something specific. Best not get side-tracked. “Was hoping to have a little chat. Lillie, would you help Moon look after her Pokemon please?”

Though she had remained at the threshold of the house up to this point, once Jewellery waved her in Lillie nodded and quickly moved to Moon's side. The presence of food, despite already having been fed that morning thank you, caused a brief struggle that ended with Nebby escaping her bag and attempting to push its way in amongst the others to eat. Moon gave a few words and they made room for the Nebula Pokemon.

Lillie couldn't even imagine where to start.

The beginning, she supposed.

“Six Pokemon?”

The veranda of Jewellery's house caught the wind of Alola at all hours, whether it was the breeze over the sea bringing the smell of salt from the shore, or gusts from the forest and fields to the north carrying leaf and loam scent down from above. At any time Jewellery could stand here, feel the wind flowing around her, and feel at peace.

Alola had been a good decision for her. She prayed it was for her daughter too. Opening her eyes, she considered the Professor before her.

“You were a Trainer too, yeah?” His question had an obvious answer, but Jewellery gave her nod all the same. She'd had her own Pokemon journey. She understood. Kukui continued. “Is this- do you have any sort of history that would account for-”

“I don't.” Nothing. Not her. Not her parents. Not any story from her family. Nor Moon's father, that she knew of at least. “Professor-” “Kukui, please.” “...Kukui, I think I'm still in shock too. I don't know what this means. Do- do you?”

“Not a thing,” Kukui turned his head, looking at the closed door behind him, sure that between Lillie and six Pokemon Moon would have no time to hear a word of this. “Jewel there isn't a record of this anywhere. When this gets out I- who knows what will happen. You're probably going to have to field a lot of attention.”

Jewel smiled the sort of smile Kukui saw on Trainer's faces when they were about to claim crushing victory over their foes. “I know a thing or too about dancing with reporters, Professor, I'll be fine.” As quickly though that smile faded away. “Moon, though. I know we can't hide this but... she's so young.”

“If I thought delaying her Island Challenge would help I'd say so but...”

Kukui didn't even need to complete the thought. Jewellery knew. “She won't accept that.”

“I saw that the moment she and Rowlet met.”

The wind blew by, still chill in the early morning of Alola despite the tropical warmth of the region. Neither Kukui nor Jewel gave it thought.

“The Island Challenge,” Kukui began again after a moment, “much like any other Pokemon journey it usually lasts a couple of years. Some Trainers grow faster than others and surpass the Trials we give them quickly, while others give up altogether. Generally after about five years everyone on a Challenge has either completed it or decided they won't be able to. A few weeks to months of adventuring, then spending time at home, then repeat. The usual.”

Jewellery nodded. “Much like Kanto.” Kukui agreed.

“Moon though... I have to wonder if it'll even take one year. I didn't see her Pokemon Battle last night but-”

“She was strong.” Those three words from Jewellery said enough. Kukui breathed out a sigh.

“I'm picturing Moon in a year with six Pokemon that can pass the Island Challenge and I don't know what that means. Just that it spooks me something fierce, Jewel. I'll talk to the Kahuna, and Captains, and we'll figure something out. Just know you've got all of Alola looking out for you and her on this. That's what we do here, we help each other out, yeah?”

That was a difference to Kanto. In Kanto you minded your own business and those around you minded theirs and everyone was polite. Distant, but polite. It was quieter, in a way.

Jewellery much preferred it here.

“I heard your interview on the radio yesterday.”

Kukui seemed surprised by that, but gave a smile after a moment all the same. He seemed a little sheepish. “Yeah I had to do more last night – Hala told me off something fierce for missing the festival for them. He's going to give me even worse when I tell him about this, I can tell.”

The deflection didn't work. “You're hoping for Moon and Hau to be ambassadors for the new Island Challenge.” The words made him jump. Yeah, okay, the family resemblance between Moon and Jewel wasn't just surface level. Kukui smiled sheepishly. Read so clearly, huh?

You'd think he'd be far better at deceit.

“Alola needs this,” this was his honest belief, though plenty would tell him he was deciding on his own just what Alola needed, “the chance to have a Champion that can stand on the world stage. The entire world, every region, is linked together by Pokemon and the Pokemon League. Alola needs to be part of that too. That's what I believe. It needs this.”

Jewellery, from a distant land, considered how little she could judge this. She didn't know Alola's culture the way those who would fight against, or for, this League did. She couldn't hold an opinion. Not on Kukui's work. But on his methods...

“You'll be pushing those two onto that world stage,” she remained focused, and reminded Kukui once more of a fierce trainer hounding their foe. Jewellery might have said her family had no grand legends Moon had inherited, but he got the feeling he could see one right before him. He didn't mention it. “A Kahuna's grandson and a trainer from another region taking the Challenge together? And leading up to the opening of the League? Isn't that a bit much, Professor? They're still children.”

Kukui looked hurt that Jewellery hadn't referred to him by name. He got it though. He did. But all the same... “I'm not going to lie or pretend,” he spoke with honesty, to assuage the doubts of Moon's mother. He needed to. “But it won't be their journeys that are watched, not the way you think. When the Pokemon League opens, everyone there is going to be seen by the world. It's just that, those two, they'll represent that new age. And I'll tell them that, I will! I won't hide anything. But right now, their Island Challenges, they won't be any different to anyone else's. I promise, Jewel. Cross my heart. I promise.”

Hala had given Kukui far sterner words than the look Jewellery gave him. That had been a long conversation, Kukui almost convinced that he was getting in over his head as the Kahuna showed just what he thought of someone, anyone, having a plan for his grandson.

But then Hala sighed and, when Kukui had been sure his grand idea was set to fail, relented. Strongly made clear the understanding that any trouble Kukui brought on Hau would end up on his head alone, but also that as long as he was upfront, honest, and did right by the children, Hala would approve.

Even though Jewellery exuded far less of the danger Hala had, Kukui found himself feeling equally as nervous. Maybe he was just still rattled from the discovery of the limit, or lack thereof, of Moon's abilities. Maybe that.

Jewel sighed.

“With the world watching her either way, Moon's going to have to deal with the attention in one form or another. Honestly, you managing her Island Challenge for this might take some of the attention off of her.”

Kukui's grin was childish in its excitement. “So you mean-”

“I'm sure the Kahuna said the same,” Jewellery made sure to meet the Professor's eyes, “but do not do wrong by those kids.”

Oh. There was that same sense of danger.

Inside of the house Lillie was watching with rapt attention as Moon spoke to her Pokemon, discussing with them in a manner that felt like watching two people converse. Moon was talkative with them, far more than on her own, and made sure each understood they were working together. Some of the wording she used reminded Lillie of books she'd read – borrowed from the nearby Pokemon School – and gave the impression Moon was using her own studies here.

Kukui had made mention that the trainer from Kanto had maintained excellent grades.

“Are you... tired?” Her question was met with a shake of Moon's head, which somehow didn't seem surprising, despite the fact all of this was surprising. That these Pokemon were reacting to Moon's words, following her intent, that was a clear sign of a Trainer's Bond. Six Trainer's Bonds. The kind of thing only a small fraction of Trainers could maintain, although those who did would have Pokemon far more powerful than these.

But even still, the entire situation was... Moon was far beyond a statistical aberration, she was an impossibility. But for the fact Lillie could see with her own two eyes this girl, of similar age to her own, and the six Pokemon around her. It was a lot.

It was extremely a lot.

The door to the veranda opened and the two adults walked in.

“Okay then!” Kukui smiled brightly, clapping his hands, “Moon! Would you be willing to come down to the lab by the beach with Lillie and me? We've got someone for you to meet, and also I need to explain how the Island Challenge works! Your mom's given the go-ahead, so when you're ready we can get going, yeah!”

Jewellery joined Moon and Lillie – who shuffled back quickly from the older woman despite herself – and ran a hand over Rowlet's head, who cooed appreciatively at her. In comparison to the other five, Rowlet was a polite and accepting young girl. The rest, well, wild Pokemon were like that, after all.

“I'll see you when you get back?” Jewellery's request was met with a nod from her daughter. Most trainers starting their journey kept close to home, trained and grew together with their partners before striking out for further towns, further challenges. Moon though, Jewellery knew in her heart that her daughter would only be here for a few days more. She felt it keenly, watching her daughter join Lillie and Kukui to head down to the Professor's lab, even knowing Moon would soon enough be back. Her Meowth found its way into her arms as she sat in the quiet house, so stark a difference to the busy morning she had never expected.

Change came far too quickly, no matter what.

No matter how unprepared you were for it.

Moon had yet to travel down to the beachside beyond the outskirts of Hau'oli, and so had yet to see the laboratory of Professor Kukui. Much like anyone else, the boarded up holes, windows, and tarp-covered roof drew from her pause. Lillie shook her head to see it. Kukui grinned.

“That's my lab, yeah! Me and my Pokemon go all out every day, testing out moves and learning more about them! I don't think I've told you yet, Moon, but I'm a specialist in Pokemon Moves, yeah! That's why Alola, with its Z-Moves, is the best place for me!”

Z-Moves... the term provoked an immediate reaction from Moon, the raise of her left hand, the examination of the bangle around it. Kukui didn't miss the motion at all.

“So that Z-Ring you've got there, the way it works is you combine it with Z-Crystals that let you use super powerful Pokemon moves, like nothing you've ever seen before!” And that got her attention. Kukui smiled at the sight of her eyes locked upon him. “In Alola we don't have Gyms, we have Trials, special challenges on each Island overseen by strong trainers called Captains. You go from Trial to Trial, and as you overcome them, you'll collect Z-Crystals. After you complete all of an Island's Trials, you face its Kahuna in a Grand Trial, then move on to the next of our four islands. That's how it works, woo!”

Moon nodded. Kukui wasn't sure how much she'd read about Alola's Island Challenge, but it didn't hurt to lay it all out. She seemed very interested. Good.

That determination was necessary, after all.

In spite of how Kukui had left it – well, Lillie specifically – the front door of his lab was both unlocked and open. Kukui smiled at the sight of that too. Good. She was here.

“Heeeey!” He announced himself entering his own home, a slightly confused Lillie and unaware Moon following behind, “Good morning!”

The woman, standing in the middle of the lab, turned to face the trio. There was just enough of a moment of considering her, her long and pale blue hair which forked into the shape of wings, her cool blue eyes giving consideration to the group, and the thin metallic club she was leaning on the ground, before Lillie gasped and pushed right past Kukui with stars in his eyes.

He smiled at his assistant's surprise.

“You're Kahili!” Lillie's exclamation was met by a nod from the woman, curbing the young girl's enthusiasm by no degree at all. “Oh my goodness the famous Pokemon Trainer and golfer, I can't believe it!” Moon, with no awareness of the woman at all, looked from her, to Lillie, to Kukui with curiosity alone. Kukui gave the two women a berth so Lillie could be excited in peace. “My family we-” for a moment her voice caught, before she shook her head and kept her eyes on the legendary trainer, “we're all really big fans of yours.”

For the first time Kahili's expression changed to a smile, which Lillie immediately found relief in. The older woman nodded to her. “It's wonderful to meet a fan, Kukui told me he had an assistant who would be excited to meet me.” This caused a reaction, Lillie's cheeks reddening as she stared a dagger at Kukui, who'd given absolutely no mention of even knowing Kahili, let alone being about to receive her in his lab. Kukui disappeared down the staircase at the rear of the lab while his voice called back up to them.

“I invited Kahili to help me with the Pokemon League!” Moon's focus now lasered onto Kahili, who was observing her too. Kahili frowned. Something about this girl... “Since she's one of Alola's more famous trainers, she's helping with the marketing! If she approves then everyone'll get behind it, yeah!”

“I'm not that powerful,” Kahili didn't use the volume for her rebuff to reach Kukui, but Lillie and Moon both heard it, “but I do believe Alola needs a League. So I'm doing what I can for that. That's all any of us can do.”

“Oh!” Lillie clasped her hands, nodding emphatically, “yes, I'm sure with your help the Professor will have no problems convincing everyone to create the Alolan League! I hope it goes well!”

“Alright!” Kukui's voice came with him back up the stairs, a Pokeball now in hand, “Moon, I've got someone to introduce you to! Could I see your Pokedex for a moment?”

Confused but amenable, Moon extended the device, Kukui holding the Pokeball up to it. “I've arranged for a special Pokemon to be sent to me: it's called a Rotom. Rotom live in electronic devices, and use those devices to change their forms. That Pokedex is custom-built for a Rotom to inhabit: it'll help you out and gather even more information than usual from your Pokemon journey!”

Lillie and Kahili both stood aside, watching as Kukui clicked the Pokeball. A beam of red-light resolved into a shape, a small orange creature wreathed in electric blue, which spent a moment floating free before diving right into the Pokedex Moon held. There was recoil, the girl falling back before the device slipped out of her hand, and all present watched as the red electronic encyclopaedia shook in the air. Seconds passed, the device free-floating, before its screen came alight. A sequence of tones indicated boot-up.

And a voice emerged.

“Rotom-dex, at your service, zzt! Trainer ID set, registration: Moon!”

Moon stared. Kahili lightly applauded, club tucked under her arm, the constant development of Pokemon sciences always impressive. Kukui nodded with a smile at the sight. Lillie just thought about whether she'd be able to ask for Kahili's signature.

“Pokedex scanned, zzt!” The Rotom-dex began again after a moment, considering its new habitat, “Pokemon encountered: ten! Pokemon caught: six! Zzt!”

Kahili dropped her golf club.

“Excuse me?”

The Rotom-dex made a noise of surprise as Kahili's hands wrapped around it, fingers rapidly navigating the Pokedex's menu. Her eyes, roving over the screen, only widened second by second. Kukui coughed.

It took a moment for Kahili to release the device, which floated over to Moon who reached up to take hold of it. Kahili looked in confusion from Moon to Kukui. She seemed unsteady on her feet. “Six?”

Kukui nodded, his silence mostly to avoid making too big of a deal about this in front of Moon, though Kahili's reaction had probably already completely thrown out that attempt at subtlety. It wasn't like the girl, who'd graduated her Pokemon School course with high grades, shouldn't understand just how out of the ordinary she was. Attempting to pretend she wasn’t was probably insulting to her. Kukui shrugged.

“It was a surprise to me too, believe me.”

Kahili found a chair and sat down in it hard.

“A~lo~la! The salty breeze sang to me and brought me here to you!”

Immediately replacing the energy drained from the room by Kahili's shock, Hau appeared through the door, smile ever wide, waving to everyone gathered inside. “Hey Professor! Hey Lillie! Hey Moon!” Kahili, sitting down out of immediate sight of the doorway, went unnoticed as Hau's eyes took in the lab he was entering for the first time.

“Oh hey is that a loft? Awesome!”

Lillie was fast, Moon observed, watching her move to stop Hau before he could take another step. She shook her head rapidly. “No it's not! That's... where I'm staying while the Professor is taking care of me. It's private!”

Hau, cut off from that avenue of interest by Lillie's insistence, finally noticed the fourth occupant of the room. “Oh hey! Alola!” He waved to her, who looked at him with an expression that was still trying to come down from the concept of a new Trainer with six Pokemon. It wasn't easy. “I'm Hau, nice to meet you, Ms...”

“Hau!” Almost more offended by Hau's ignorance than his attempt to invade her room, Lillie put her hands on her hips, “That's Kahili, a famous Alolan Pokemon trainer and golfer!”

“Oh cool!” Hau focused in on the only part of that that interested him, “That means you've got a ton of really strong Pokemon, right, Ms. Kahili?” She did nod to that, which appeared to satisfy the boy enough to bounce on his feet and throw his fist to the air. “So cool!” His energy, leaking out across the room, brought smiles. Moon stood beside him as Kukui addressed them.

“Okay!” The Professor nodded, “The two of you are officially on your Island Challenges now, woo! The first Trial is run by Melemele's only Captain, Ilima, who you'll be meeting later today. He's stopping by the Pokemon School just inside Hau'oli City, so you're both going to introduce yourselves to him! And Moon,” Kukui turned his focus completely on her, “you need to visit the Pokemon School anyway, just to get your Kanto graduation finalised here in Alola. Shouldn't be a problem.” Moon nodded in return. Kukui smiled.

“Alright then you two, make sure to head to the Pokemon School this afternoon, I'll meet you there! Until then, the rest of the morning is yours! Lillie, would you like to go hang out with them?” Lillie jumped, slightly surprised at Kukui's question, before glancing over at the still recovering Kahili. A part of her had very strongly wanted to interview the famous trainer as best she could but... she looked at the other two and nodded.

“Yes, Professor Kukui!”

“Excellent!” The Professor clapped his hands, “I'll see you three out then. Have fun now!”

The breeze outside the lab rolled off the sea, blew back the hair of the group as they stepped into it. Out into the light under Alola's sun.

And suddenly darkness.

Lillie's cry and grab for someone ended as she found Moon's arm, holding onto it unaware. Hau yelled something about an eclipse, while Moon remained ever-quiet. Kukui wondered just what this might be.

Then it passed, it was bright again, and Lillie let go of Moon's arm with stuttered apologies. Agreeing with Hau that this must have been an eclipse, Kukui knew it was not. But just what it was... he wasn't sure.

Still, he saw the three off, and returned to his lab with a smile. Whatever strange things might be happening, seeing those three together was good. It was good.

Kahili, arms crossed, barred his entry. Ah, right, this conversation.

“Six, Kukui?”

“Six.”

And, far in the sky above unseen by all, left by the passing of darkness across light, a small purple form floated lazily along.

The dark fled a little longer.

Chapter Text

This is Hau'oli City Radio, coming to you at all hours of the day! Tonight we have a special interview with Alola's very own Professor Kukui, as well as one of Alola's most famous trainers; returning from the Kalos Region: Ms. Kahili Hano herself!

“Happy to be here, woo!”

“Thank you for having us.”

Now Ms. Hano, could you tell us a little about what brought about this return? You took part in the Kalos Pokemon League recently, and in interviews after that claimed you would continue to hone your skills abroad. What brings you back to the Alola Region?

“It was by Professor Kukui's request, actually. He contacted me after the Kalos League ended and invited me to aid in helping start a Pokemon League here in Alola. You could say we share a vision.”

Is that so? Professor Kukui, construction of the Pokemon League has continued atop Ula'ula's Mount Lanakila unabated, despite some push-back from communities across Alola. Is Ms. Hano your attempt to resist those complaints?

“Now I wouldn't put it quite like that, not at all! It's true there's been some difficulty crafting a League that everyone approves of, but the fact we intend to do that hasn't changed one bit! Kahili here is a Trainer forged by Alola's traditions; it's not meant to be her saying 'do this' because she has the clout, it's to show that someone like her, who really embodies the Alolan spirit, sees that spirit being carried on in the League! It's the most important thing there is, to keep the Island Challenge tradition alive, even while embracing the Pokemon League system! That's why we're keeping Trials over constructing Gyms, and the Kahuna of Alola will serve as our Elite Four. Just like we've been in talks with the Kahuna, and by extension Tapu, Kahili's another voice helping make sure we don't sacrifice any of Alola's spirit with progress! That's it, yeah!”

Interesting, interesting. Ms. Hano, your thoughts?

“When I took part in the Kalos League, the very first thought I had was that I wanted to see the same happen back home. To see the Pokemon Trainers of Alola gather up, test themselves, and celebrate the strength honed by their Island Challenges. As Professor Kukui has said, the Island Challenge itself won't change, just that overcoming it will earn a place in the Pokemon League of Alola, the same way the Gym Challenge in other Regions would. And...”

And?

“-I want to see the very best of Alola stand on the world stage. With how many Regions are adopting the Pokemon League model, with how many Champions are now appearing, it's only a matter of time until the World League begins.”

Oh my!

“Hey now, Kahili, I think I stand for everyone when I say the thought of a World League is the most exciting thing possible, but that's still just something people are wishing for right now. Let's focus on the Alola League, and an Alolan Champion, for the sake of Alola, yeah?”

“I'm just looking ahead, Professor.”

Well now, with that shocking declaration, I'd say there'll be many people excited to hear about the plans for the Alolan Pokemon League. To all listeners, Professor Kukui and Ms. Hano will be in Hau'oli City for the next week, and there are Town Halls planned to discuss the League and any concerns with it. Professor, could you give us the times for those?

“Right, yes, of course. The first of four will be tomorrow night at six at the City Council hall, with another every second night after!”

Fantastic. Professor Kukui, Ms. Hano, thank you for joining us.

“Thanks for having us!”

“It has been a pleasure.”

With that, let's get back to the late-night tunes of Alola, keeping those evenings fresh and beats chill. Coming up later: he's the king of the ring and one of Alola's strongest trainers, but beyond that a man of mystery – just who is: The Masked Royal?

The morning passed into afternoon easily for Moon, Lillie, and Hau. Known almost as well throughout the outskirts of Hau'oli as he was in Iki Town itself, Hau insisted on taking Moon around and introducing her to all his friends and their families, Lillie following along in a constant state of flux between slight nervousness at talking to so many people and genuine awe that Hau had no trouble doing so himself.

Moon... was quiet, but she was almost always quiet. Lillie watched her, listened to her when she spoke, but far more often Moon spoke in gestures than words. When Hau brought out his Popplio to show off to some of the local kids Moon had her Rowlet join the Sea Lion Pokemon, but beyond that she kept her Pokeballs inside of the bag she carried. Lillie wished her own bag was as good at keeping Pokemon contained.

Number of times the trio had been required to chase a gallivanting Nebby down: three.

Doing her own greeting tour around the neighbourhood, Moon's mother had spotted Lillie at the base of the tree Hau and Moon were climbing and insisted the three allow her to feed them lunch when they were done playing, which Hau excitedly thanked her for with a voice that reached down from the canopy above. It was good, Jewellery decided, seeing those three together. Moon looked happy.

It was good.

The sheer act of keeping pace with Hau's enthusiasm had left Lillie hungry, which said something about the amount of energy the Kahuna's grandson had to have been running, jumping, climbing, playing, and yelling for the past few hours. Jewellery welcomed Moon's two friends into her house readily, serving some traditional Kanto cooking for the three. Hau'oli's markets were quite impressive – Jewellery hadn't had any trouble procuring all the ingredients she desired. This city would be good to her. She knew it. Moon too. For as long as she was here.

Hau let his Popplio out, and Moon her Rowlet, so they could feed as well, with Lillie – thanks to Moon's reassurance – allowing Nebby to join them. Moon kept her other Pokemon stored away, but as they hadn't been out of their Pokeballs since that morning, it wasn’t like they'd be hungry yet either.

Still, Lillie couldn't help but suspect that after Kahili's reaction to her team, Moon was keeping the number of Pokemon she possessed to herself. Lillie wondered how Hau would take that eventual reveal.

With lunch finished Jewellery saw her daughter and daughter's two new friends off, the trio now bound for the Pokemon School just inside the outer limits of Hau'oli City proper. There was a Pokemon Center along the way, though unnecessary given Popplio and Rowlet had eaten and rested just earlier, and so the three walked past it, then further on to the gates of the school. There were a few Trainer's Schools in Alola, all the islands besides Poni having at least one, but the Hau'oli City school was the largest and most famous. Several notable trainers of the Alola Region hailed from here.

They'd be meeting one such just a little later on.

Just inside the gates, standing on opposite ends of a training field, two Pokemon Trainers were in the midst of battle, and that was more than enough to draw Hau and Moon's attention, Lillie's attempts to imply they should wait for Professor Kukui ignored. She sighed and followed after, getting the feeling neither would ever choose sense over witnessing a battle.

That was one of the things about Pokemon Trainers she just couldn't understand. Another reason she wasn't cut out for this life. She watched alongside the other two until attention turned their way.

“Oh hey, Hau!” Children from Iki Town studied here too, the Kahuna's grandson well known to them. While the majority of students were below the age of eleven, some Trainers took extended courses at local schools, refining themselves for their Pokemon Journeys. It was two of those who were battling now, but that battle came to a stop when they followed the sound of the greeting to its target. And saw the one standing with him.

Moon watched as the two Trainers called back their Pokemon, moved rapidly to each other's side and began whispering together. One pulled out her phone and sent a quick text, less than a minute passing before two more Trainers of similar age emerged from the school. The tallest one approached Moon and Hau with arms crossed. Lillie had a bad feeling about it.

“Well well,” he gave such stereotypical arrogance that it was obviously copied from a morning cartoon, “if it isn't the two newest Trial-goers. We heard about your battle at the festival, very impressive, very impressive indeed.” The girl who had been part of the battle before nodded as she approached.

“That's the one,” she indicated Moon, whose brown eyes fixated upon her with a silent stare. “She has a second Pokemon.”

There were four in total, two boys, two girls, one of each having been battling a moment prior, the remaining two having emerged from the school after being contacted. The tallest continued to nod. “That's the rumour, isn't it?” Hau glanced at Moon. Lillie couldn't read his expression. “Thing is, that's kinda wild, isn't it?” The leader of the group uncrossed his hands, “I was thinking, I'd love to see if that's true. So hey, Trial-goer, how about a Pokemon battle? A Double Battle, specifically. Think you're up for facing two of the Hau'oli Pokemon School's Elite Four?”

In battle, Trainer's Bonds take more than at rest. Extended Pokemon Battles could be won by exhaustion of a Trainer before their Pokemon, unable to support the power of their team for that period of time. Double Battles were twice that – the challenge being to maintain and direct two Pokemon simultaneously. In official capacities, Double Battles were heavily monitored, run by institutions only for Trainers of significant skill – those nearing the end of their Pokemon Journeys, for example. For the vast majority, Double Battles were done with allies, two Trainers versus two, and served as a preview of the kind of tactical thinking and response time necessary for doing such alone.

Triple Battles existed outside official capacity, and were unregulated lawless things. Few accepted such risky challenges.

The fact Moon, after being challenged in this way, nodded and withdrew a pair of Pokeballs from her bag, immediately accelerated the pace of the rumour mill. The two Trainers who had been battling before took point at one end of the field, Moon standing across from them. The remaining two stood as overseers.

Lillie watched the speed of Hau's foot tapping against the ground reach critical speed before he rushed forward to join his friend.

“Hey now!” His voice was loud, reaching across the field, “I'm here too! If it's a Double Battle, let's do it fair, two against two, okay?”

If the look the two preparing to battle Moon gave each other was disappointment, neither Hau nor Moon could tell. Hau raised a hand with a Pokeball in it, Moon fussing with her bag before doing the same to mirror him. A cheering crowd of students surrounded the field, excited by the new battle taking place, as the leader of the Hau'oli Pokemon School's 'Elite Four' dictated the rules of this two versus two Pokemon Double Battle.

The release of their Pokemon was simultaneous, Moon's Rowlet and Hau's Popplio against their opponents' Spinarak and Meowth. The sight of the Alolan variant of the Scratch Cat Pokemon caught Moon's attention, and she queried her Rotom-dex, which happily searched up the data it had on hand.

The sight of Moon directing the floating and talking Pokedex quickly mixed into the building rumours about her.

Then the battle began and it was a greater struggle than either Moon or Hau had predicted. It shouldn't be a surprise – these young Trainers might have spoken with confidence, but they also had far more experience than the two new Trial-goers. Their commands were more precise, their understanding of their Pokemon's limitations more defined. It allowed a level of prediction, and direction, that proved far more effective than Moon or Hau's.

Which is why they took their eventual defeat so much the harder.

It wasn't a clean win, but that was a sign of a well-fought battle on all sides. Rowlet and Popplio, having been raised together, knew well how to fight as one, and allowed Moon and Hau room to direct the pair. Given that, it was a battle won more by the Pokemon than their Trainers, but the partnerships between Pokemon – especially in double battles – were just as important as those between allied Trainers.

That said, when the battle did come to an end with Moon and Hau announced victors, both of their Pokemon were thoroughly exhausted. Hau picked Popplio up with a smile and a kind word for his partner. Moon did the same.

The 'Elite Four' quickly huddled for another meeting.

“Well then,” the tallest one, their leader, took position with the other fresh Trainer, “you've successfully beaten two of our Elite Four. But you should know, when a battle with the Elite Four begins, there's no leaving until you've beaten all of them or lost. It's time for the next fight, you two!”

“Hey!” Hau gave a look of surprise, “We gotta stop here, my Popplio's too tired to keep going! Aren't you being too pushy anyway? Take it easy alread-”

Moon's action cut Hau's words off, but even if he'd kept speaking no-one would have heard him over the uproar that followed. For as the young girl took a step forward she swept out a hand, released two Pokeballs even while holding Rowlet with the other, and brought her Pikipek and Yungoos to the field.

The rumour mill quickly caught ablaze, rumour smoke visible from miles away. Hoo boy.

The rough confidence of the Trainers opposing Moon quickly changed into outright shock, the sight of two more Pokemon from the rumoured Trainer completely changing the tone of this hazing session. They'd intended to tease, to pose as villains and mess with the brand new Trainer who was rumoured to somehow have two Pokemon. That was a funny thought. There was no way she did.

Now she had three. And was staring the two down like she was completely ready to battle despite the extended and, what should have been, exhausting battle she'd just taken part in. Wide eyes stared at the pair of Pokemon as whispers raced about, Lillie in the crowd already hearing people saying Moon's name, unsure of where they'd heard it. Other members of the crowd from when Moon had battled Hau the night before, she supposed.

Then there was a new voice, reaching over the crowd, and a woman waded her way through the children. Quickly they stood at attention.

“Alright, alright, that's enough of that for today.” The teacher came to a stop before Moon, but turned her attention upon the Trainers across the field first. Addressed them directly. “It's important for Trainers to battle but that doesn't mean you get to be rude. Come here and apologise.”

As the 'Elite Four' gathered and gave words of penitence for challenging Moon so roughly, Lillie looked around and caught sight of Professor Kukui standing behind the group. Luckily it wasn't difficult for her to make her way over to him. He nodded at her with a smile.

“Hey there, Lillie, I should have guessed those two wouldn't be able to avoid getting in a fight or two with some of the Trainers here. This school's Trainers are a strong bunch though, huh?”

She couldn't really evaluate. For as much as she'd read – and she had read a lot – Lillie lacked the raw understanding of Pokemon and Trainer strength that only came through being a Trainer. She glanced past Kukui and saw no-one. Frowned.

“Is Kahili not here?”

“She's catching up with her family on Akala,” Kukui kept his eyes on Moon as the teacher spoke to her, “she'll be back tomorrow for more meetings around Hau'oli. You'll get the chance to talk to her then, since you're my assistant and all. Sounds good, yeah?”

The slight teasing from Kukui at Lillie's interest in getting to talk to the famous trainer went ignored, his young assistant turning her attention back to the mass of people just in time to see Moon following the teacher into the school. She frowned.

“Will Moon be alright?”

Kukui didn't enjoy admitting he didn't know.

“There's a parable we use in this school,” Emily, the raven-haired teacher, spoke as she led Moon through the school, the office where they'd complete the transfer of Moon's Kanto School graduation to its Alolan sister on the second floor. “It's about two Pokemon Trainers – one who keeps six Magikarp, and the other a single Gyarados. Have you heard of it?”

Moon had, the tale used in Kanto too. The teacher nodded at her response. “Many Trainers with experience could keep six Pokemon, but those six would be the type found around this city, and with just a little growth would become too much to maintain. A Trainer that did such a thing would never beat a Trainer with a single partner they had grown alongside and given all the power they could.”

At the door to her office Emily stopped and considered Moon. Wondered. “I'm not sure that's even possible to apply to you right now. But keep it in mind.” Moon's nod showed she would. Emily couldn't ask for more than that. Well, one thing more.

The completion of the application was done quickly – confirmation that Moon was present and registered as a Trainer and Trial-goer in the Alola region taken and used to sign off on her graduation. She was now an official Pokemon Trainer of Alola, with all the benefits and requirements that would come with that. Good.

But there was one more thing, and teacher and Trainer took a different path after leaving the office. Went up, instead of down. Out on the school-grounds, fields had been drawn for Trainers to have their Pokemon battles. But others could be found about as well.

The one on the roof was for more private conflicts. Rarely needed but... well, how could she resist?

“Moon,” the teacher took position, Moon doing the same without even questioning this was happening, “this is a test to make sure you're handling those Pokemon you've caught. I would be a most irresponsible teacher to let a graduate of this school go overloaded by her Bonds, would I not?”

With Moon's Rowlet still recovering, Emily expected to see the two Pokemon Moon had brought out before. Check that after battling with them Moon was still doing well. Her Meowth was significantly stronger than those of her students, there were no means by which Moon would best her. So she let the grey-coated Pokemon free of its Pokeball and instructed Moon to give it her all.

Even she hadn't predicted what would come next.

Moon opened with her Yungoos, directed it against the Meowth, and frowned when the difference in power became apparent. Changed her strategy, focused instead on attrition, dodging, and little hits. It showed flexible thinking, which was proof enough Moon would be an incredible trainer, but it still wasn't enough. When the Meowth pinned Yungoos down, it had nothing left to do. Moon called it back and accepted its defeat.

Next came Caterpie.

Immediately a number inside Emily's head incremented from three to four. Her mouth hung a little. What?

Moon's strategy with her Caterpie was instantly recognisable, and Emily smiled to see it despite herself. The use of environmental traps, sticky patches of silk, it mirrored the winning Trainer of last year's Kanto Pokemon League, showing Moon had not only watched the tournament but studied it. That sort of attitude, it was scary.

It was the second scariest thing about her.

Environmental control helped, but Emily's Meowth still took victory, pinning the bug Pokemon as well. Moon called it back. Brought her Pikipek out. Good, Emily breathed a sigh of relief, four was where it ended.

When the Pikipek was knocked to the ground and Moon simply raised another Pokeball to continue on, the teacher felt as if the world was dropping out beneath her.

It was a Ledyba, another local to the area. Besides the Rowlet – which was Moon's starter Pokemon, all of the others were locals. Moon had been given the Rowlet two nights ago, Emily knew that. In that span of time she'd caught four more Pokemon? That was ridiculous.

So to know that number was five instead, when Meowth – tired now after this long battle against far more numbers than Emily had expected – knocked the Ledyba down and received a Rattata tackle to the gut, was a truly shocking realisation indeed. Even knowing her shock affected her Pokemon, had weakened her Meowth as the battle continued, Emily still couldn't believe it when the Scratch Cat Pokemon was knocked over and didn't get back up. Moon called out praise to the black furred Rattata that had won her battle. Emily shook her head.

Unbelievable.

Returned her Meowth and released a Magnemite to continue.

She never said she'd only use one.

That was the end of the battle though: Moon spent only a moment seeing the second Pokemon from the teacher before calling her Rattata back – a sign of surrender. But that was the wisest possible decision in this situation and Emily found that shocking too.

An eleven year old girl, a Pokemon Trainer for not even three days in total, with six Pokemon, strong and healthy Bonds between them – Moon didn't seem tired at all – who copied strategies from League Tournaments and knew when to call a battle complete. That wasn't just out of the ordinary. That wasn't just a shock.

That was impossible. Or it should be.

Emily shook her head.

The sound of clapping echoed over the rooftop.

“Bravo, bravo,” the soft voice of their observer carried to the ears of both, his steps light and easy. Moon studied the man approaching, swept pink hair and dark skin, but did not recognise him. By contrast, Emily...

“Oh, Captain Ilima!”

“And here I was looking forward to testing the two new Trainers on their Island Challenges,” Ilima was smiling, continuing to walk to stand between the two, “I'll have to wait for a later chance to battle young Moon here: she should rest after that, after all.”

Hearing Ilima's name Moon approached him, who turned to her with a smile. “The Professor and your friends told me about the battle you had earlier – I got the feeling Ms. Emily here wouldn't be able to resist challenging you. I would say my prediction earns full marks, wouldn't you?”

Well aware that being called a battle nut by Ilima was the height of hypocrisy, Emily smiled through it. “I had to make sure my graduating student was well equipped to go forward, after all. I'd be a terrible teacher if I left her untested, would I not, Captain Ilima?”

Ilima smiled at her, well aware she'd indulged for her own curiosity. He didn't blame her though.

If she hadn't he would have.

“Well then, why don't we head back down, I need to properly greet the two Trial-goers. Ms. Emily, Moon, if you would?”

Kukui was showing off to the children of the school, his Rockruff and Litten in a Double Battle with the remaining two members of the 'Elite Four'. It was essentially one-sided, the Professor actively playing with the pair who, while doing their best, couldn't stand up to him. When he saw Ilima approaching with Moon in tow, he gave a quick order and the two Pokemon he was facing were knocked out then and there. Battle won.

He still made sure to congratulate the two Trainers on their strong Pokemon though, and advise them on ways to improve. His goal was to fill Alola with incredible Trainers, after all.

“Hello hello,” once Moon and Hau were standing side-by-side, Ilima took point before them, “Captain Ilima here. I'm often found around Hau'oli City, but when a Trial-goer is ready, they can meet me at Verdant Cavern, north of the City, to take on my challenge. The two of you are both bright young stars, so I'm looking forward to seeing how you do. Make sure to train hard in the City, and prepare as best you can for my Trial. The Trial of Captain Ilima.”

As one of the more famous and recent Trainers to graduate this school, Ilima was soon enough swarmed by students, the School's 'Elite Four' proclaiming him their Champion and insisting he get revenge on Kukui. Ilima laughed that off, remarking that if he and Kukui had a Pokemon Battle they'd need a much larger field, so they wouldn't risk destroying the school.

Everyone but Kukui and Emily, who knew that wasn't a joke, laughed loudly.

“Professor,” when Ilima did greet Kukui, he did so with the look in his eyes that showed he was ready for a battle, “please continue doing your best with the Pokemon League. I intend to take part, after all.”

“Right!” Kukui nodded, “I wouldn't expect any less! But until then, make sure to look after all the Trial-goers taking their Island Challenges. We want a full crowd for the opening!”

Ilima looked, Kukui turning with him, to see Moon and Hau surrounded by a crowd of school-children. Lillie, who was keeping outside of the crowd as best she could, watched over them.

“You weren't wrong. Six Pokemon.”

“Yeah, six Pokemon.”

Neither had any idea what to make of that. But they'd both keep doing what they could, as Captain and Professor each. That was all they could do.

And when the time came for Ilima to depart, Kukui gathered up Moon, Lillie, and Hau to leave as well, the School's 'Elite Four' suddenly sad to see their new rivals leave. But they'd be back another day, Kukui told them, and that seemed to win the group over. Kukui wondered if they realised the next time Moon returned, their battle would end far further in her favour. He could already tell.

She was going to go further than anyone believed.

“Young Trial-goers,” just prior to taking his leave, Ilima addressed Moon and Hau one more time, “I sincerely look forward to your challenge. Until we meet again, continue to grow with your Pokemon. I will wish you the best.”

With that, the Captain was gone, the tint of afternoon light working its way over the treetops and buildings of the city and surroundings. Kukui stood by as the three young ones spoke.

“Hey Moon!” Hau, having recovered enough from the intense battle earlier, was once more as bouncy as ever, “Let's go exploring Hau'oli City tomorrow! I'll show you all my favourite places! Okay?”

Moon's nod was enough for Hau, who turned to Lillie next. “You too, Lillie. You've gotta come with us too, alright?”

Though she hadn't expected this, when Professor Kukui nodded his approval, Lillie smiled and agreed as well. Tomorrow morning the three would meet here and continue on into the city.

The next steps of their Pokemon Journeys taken.

And the eyes of the world continuing to turn their way.

Chapter Text

Despite being the one who planned the meeting between the three, Hau was the last to arrive, running up to Moon and Lillie at full speed before coming to a stop, panting heavily. Moon and Lillie both considered the sight.

“Are you alright?” Lillie's concern was met with a grin from Hau, though he was still breathing hard. He waved 'Alola' to greet the pair, which Moon responded to, Lillie following a moment after. Hau shook his head.

“All good!” His volume was the same as ever, pushing back any concerns at the sight of him with sweat beaded across his forehead. “Sorry for being late, I lost track of time. Are we good to go?”

Moon and Lillie's nod only enhanced Hau's smile, who quickly moved to take the lead. He pointed forward with all the drama he could muster. Moon smiled at the sight. “Okay! Hau'oli City exploration team, embark!”

With smiles Lillie and Moon followed after as Hau rushed on ahead.

When Moon visited Hau'oli City with her mother, two days and what felt like forever ago, she had ridden a taxi into the city centre, skipping the middle circle entirely. The day before she'd entered its very beginning, where the Pokemon School took on children from both Hau'oli's centre, outskirts, and even Iki Town beyond. But today was the day to get the entirety of the city under her feet, and with keen interest she observed all she could see.

Took it all in.

Streets lined with houses, smaller shopping blocks, and the constant sound of Pokemon and vehicles upon the road occupied her attention, walking with Hau and Lillie along the roadside, listening as Hau described all the best places to get food in the city, as Lillie mentioned aspects of its history she'd read in books. The smell of the sea and sound of the waves layered over everything else, increasing as the three made their way down the streets, until a row of houses passed them by and a view over the vast expanse of blue came to their eyes, light glinting over the water, Wingull soaring above its surface, their keen eyes searching for prey. No matter how many times he saw it, Hau loved the sight of the sea every time. Lillie, with admiration in her heart, felt herself relax before it.

Moon stared, silent, taking it all in.

Seconds in silence ticked on by.

“Woohoo!” Hau's sudden yell broke the moment of reverie, Moon and Lillie's eyes turning to him even as he rushed on forward, “Beach time!”

And with an exclamation like that, who could help but follow?

Stairs led down from the roadside to Hau'oli Beach, a huge number of people occupying the sandy shores of the city's largest. Lifeguards set up in towers and on patrol kept an eye over those who dove into the sea, while plenty more people were content to sunbathe in the morning's light, sharing the moment with friends, family, and their Pokemon, who could often be considered both. Hau's energetic movement drew eyes to him, but only for a moment before those nearby returned to their own business.

One more child excited to be on the beach wasn't anything more than another part of what it meant to live here.

No-one would complain.

Moon rarely saw the sea back in Kanto – she'd lived far in-land from the coast, and even in occasional visits to Vermilion City had rarely enjoyed it's far less lively beach-front. The feeling of the sand beneath her feet, shifting under her sandals, was notable to her, and she found herself stepping more slowly, minding her balance as the clean white sand gave way. Lillie watched the girl measuring her steps and smiled at the sight, but before she could join she felt her bag jolt, Nebby intent on investigating the sound and presence of all the people about. Moon turned around just in time to see Lillie ascending the beach staircase, whispering furiously into the bag she carried. But didn't have the chance to follow after.

“Hey Moon!” Hau had found his way back to her, bouncing on the sand with such ease it amazed. Despite how often his feet left the ground, when he landed Hau had no trouble recovering, keeping his balance without concern. It spoke of years upon years of his life spent by the sea, feet upon the sands of Alola's shores. Moon couldn't begin to keep up. “Come on!” Hau took easy steps, stopping and waiting for Moon to follow every few paces, “There are people swimming with their Pokemon!”

There were, many Water-type Pokemon to be seen out amongst the waves. Hau quickly sent out his Popplio to join them, telling the inquiring Pokemon he'd swim with it later but it should still swim for now. Moon considered her Pokemon, but understood none were suitable to swimming. She kept her Pokeballs in her bag.

“Slow~”

The cry of a Slowpoke, a Pokemon as native to Kanto as it was to Alola, drew Moon's attention, who turned to find the Pokemon having waddled up to her. Crouching down she ran a hand around its head, which it leaned happily into at the attention, Hau watching over Moon's shoulder with a smile. He reached down to pet the Pokemon too.

“You're popular with them, huh?” His question was rhetorical, but Moon responded with a nod all the same. She'd always liked Pokemon. And they'd always seemed to like her.

It had never been a question she'd become a Trainer. Never a doubt in her mind.

Refreshed by having dived into the waves off the shore, Hau's Popplio returned just in time to muscle in on the petting action, almost pushing aside the poor Slowpoke to get at Hau's hand. He laughed and jokingly scolded the Pokemon, who knew it well enough to do little more than preen when its trainer gave it the proper attention. Moon continued to pet the Slowpoke until a woman emerged from the crowd, thanked Moon and Hau for looking after her Pokemon – a Slowpoke shouldn't be able to get that far away no matter how long she'd been sunbathing! – and picked up the pink and happily lazy Pokemon. Moon waved it off. Hau returned Popplio to its ball.

And the two stood back up.

“So hey, where's Lillie?” Hau's question was answered by Moon's point back to the stairs leading up from the beach-front, the two making their way over the sand – Hau again so much the faster – until they were ascending its stone steps. At the top could be found Lillie, sitting upon a bench with her bag over her knees, a hand caressing its side just so. She smiled as Hau and Moon approached.

“Nebby was intent on getting out to see all the going-ons,” she explained, “I had to get it away from everyone to help calm it down.” Moon nodded at this, while Hau shrugged. His grandfather had explained that Nebby was an important Pokemon Lillie had to keep safe, but Hau still didn't get why she couldn't just let it out now and again. Oh well. He pointed west, further into the city.

“Let's keep going!”

So they did.

Just down from the stairways to the beach, a Ride Pokemon Rental was set-up, perfect for helping people go to and from the beach-front. The three watched as Ride Pokemon, Tauros mostly, veered from the lanes specifically made for them and into the station, others with riders on their backs emerging and following those same lanes back into the city. A phenomenon that didn't exist in Kanto, Ride Pokemon entranced Moon, who took the lead to lead the others into the station. Hau and Lillie followed after.

“Welcome, welcome, can I help yo- oh!” The attendant who'd approached the three stopped as soon as he saw the Island Challenge Amulets affixed to Moon's bag and Hau's waist, “Ah, young Trial-goers, how wonderful. Are you here to take a Ride Pokemon?”

“Oh yeah!” Hau turned to Moon, who had been looking at the attendant with curiosity at the question, “So when you're on your Island Challenge, you can rent Ride Pokemon for free!” Wide eyes turned to him, which he smiled at the sight of. Moon was always like this with Pokemon. It was good. “Yeah yeah! So if you ever need one, you can get one! Just like that!”

“Almost 'just like that',” the attendant smiled at the energy of the children, always pleased to tell those on their Island Challenge about Ride Pokemon, “there's still a safety course you need to complete before you can take Ride Pokemon out alone. But I'm sure you young Pokemon Trainers will have no trouble with that.”

“Aww man,” having forgotten that stipulation, Hau let his energy lower just a moment, before perking back up, “Then Moon, how about we both do the course later, okay?” When Moon nodded, Hau beamed. That would be great. He turned around. “Do you want to too, Lillie?”

“I'm-” Lillie stepped away from a Tauros passing her by, the larger Pokemon just a little intimidating to the young girl, “I'm fine, thank you Hau. I'm not on an Island Challenge, after all.”

“Well if you ever change your mind, little miss,” the attendant made their pitch all the same, “This is the best place to do it, so close to the sea! But if you can't make it here, there are Ride Pokemon Stations all over Hau'oli City, so you can pick up and drop off the transport Pokemon no matter where you are!”

“R-right!” Lillie nodded response, Hau and Moon busy watching some of the Tauros in stalls being cleaned by other staff. Hau was talking excitedly to Moon.

“So every city in Alola has Ride Pokemon, and then there are some that you can take outside of the cities to explore the full Island. I hear you can get personal Ride Pokemon too but that's expensive so only a few people can afford that. We'll probably just be using these rentals to get around!”

Moon reached out and petted a Tauros, who'd wandered up to the stall she and Hau were looking into. Hau noted once again how easily Pokemon came to Moon.

She really was something else.

Once back on the road, having made plans to come back another day to take their Ride Pokemon Safety Course, Moon and Hau with Lillie in tow continued on, the roads curving gently upwards as they went. A bus station up ahead awaited them, the route it followed well able to take the three further into the city. They set up there and waited, the next bus only a few minutes away.

The entire city, alive and thrumming with people, Pokemon, and movement, filled Moon with an energy Kanto never had.

It was good here.

It was very good.

“The Island Challenge...” sitting at the bus station with her bag over her legs once more, Lillie considered the Ride Pokemon offer, “it's really important to Alola, isn't it?”

“Yeah!” Hau nodded with enthusiasm, standing outside the awning of the station under the Alolan sun. “You can do loads of things on the Island Challenge – like rent Ride Pokemon for free, or use any public transport, stay in Pokemon Centers overnight, and enter special preserves all over the place! Verdant Cavern, y'know the place Captain Ilima told us the Trial's at, it's a special Pokemon preserve! Only the Captain and people on their Island Challenges can enter it!”

“I've read about that!” Happy enough with a topic she was familiar with, Lillie chimed in to discuss. “When Rattata were first introduced to Alola they threatened to overrun Hau'oli City, until a deal was made between the Kahuna and a pack of Yungoos and Gumshoos to clear them out. The Kahuna in payment gave the Pokemon Verdant Cavern as a home, and made sure that it was safe from people from then on, right?”

“Something like that,” Hau, who hadn't studied the actual history of Alola nearly as well as Lillie had, waved wildly to catch the attention of the approaching bus. “Aside from the Captain, Kahuna, and people on their Island Challenge, Tapu Koko likes to hang out there too! I think it fights the Pokemon to keep them strong!”

Hau and Moon had no issue boarding the bus, their Island Challenge Amulets enough to secure passage. Lillie did present money – no bus card on hand – and was seated shortly after. Hau promised her he'd cover lunch, which she attempted to insist he didn't have to, but failed to convince him otherwise. Moon oversaw the two with a smile at the sight.

The bus rolled on into the city, passing by cars and Pokemon alike. Moon watched as Ride Pokemon continued in their lanes, riders carried back and forth across the city. She liked that.

Couldn't wait to try it herself.

“Okay!” Once back on their feet, disembarked and ready to explore Hau'oli's central shopping district, Hau immediately took off. “I've gotta visit the Pokemon Center and do some shopping, I'll catch you two later! We'll go for food when I get back okay?” Having agreed, Moon and Lillie watched as Hau raced off, never slowing for even a moment. Lillie laughed seeing Moon watching him go.

“Hau... never slows down, does he?” When Moon turned her attention back to Lillie she shook her head, but her smile was there too. Hau's energy was both friendly and infectious, the type that made a person the best to be around. She was enjoying herself today.

This was really very good.

“Do...”, Lillie wavered for a moment, but Moon's gaze upon her helped her power through her thoughts, “do you pick your own clothes, Moon?” Moon did, her mother encouraging her to pursue her own interests from a young age. The answer seemed to make Lillie sigh. Moon looked at her in curiosity. She shook her head. “I was thinking about visiting a clothing shop, would you like to come with me? Oh, if that's okay, I don't know if you've already been...”

Moon had, with her mother, changing her outfit just so. Sneakers exchanged for sandals. The new watermelon coloured bag she had slung over her shoulder. Today an orange shirt with red flowers and white shorts. The warmth of Alola was something new and comforting, but still enough for Moon that she kept her arms and legs bare to remain cool. Her black hair remained tied back in a pony-tail, as her mother had suggested, and her red, chicken-combed hat continued to sit squarely on her head. It was the only thing she had not changed.

Lillie had found herself looking at the hat often, as... striking... as it was, but had yet to find the confidence to ask about it. She pushed the wide brim of her own hat up just a little, keeping the sun off of her face. Moon nodded to her. Okay then.

“Thank you.”

Moon had free reign to explore the shop, Lillie immediately celebrated as a milestone customer the moment she walked in. She kept an eye out for the girl, who was attempting to diffuse the attention on her, but mostly inspected the shop. Not much different to the last time. She returned to Lillie's side just as the white-clad girl escaped the slightly overbearing attendant. Moon gave Lillie a grin.

“I don't see why they have to make such a big deal out of it,” Lillie shook her head, well aware of the teasing expression directed her way, “I just wished to look at the clothes.” In Lillie's hand was clutched a box, which she held out to Moon while avoiding her eyes. Moon took it in curiosity. “They gave me this kit but I already have one, if you'd like it...” Opening the kit, inspecting its contents, Moon nodded, closing it and placing it in her bag. Lillie smiled at her thanks. “Now we both have one,” she tilted her head, looking around, “so we can match. A little.”

It was difficult to describe Moon and Lillie as matching in much at all – Lillie was slightly taller, with pale skin in contrast to Moon's dark, bright green eyes compared to deep brown, and a pure white dress against the vibrant colours Moon wore. There was little similarity at all to be found.

But in a secret way, in having these cases each, they matched, and Lillie found herself enjoying that thought. Let it distract her and make the point of entering this store, to see if she wanted to buy any of these clothes, difficult to focus on. In the end nothing called out to her, and Lillie left without buying a thing. Sighed as Moon followed behind.

“Hey! Lillie! Moon!”

Having finished his own business, Hau found the two once more, racing back to them, smile as wide as ever, “I bet you two are hungry, huh? Let's go get some food! The Malasada Shop nearby, close to the Marina, has the best Malasada around! We've gotta go! Come on let's go let's go let's go!”

As overwhelming as ever, Hau nonetheless provided enough direction for Lillie to focus on, and she nodded in response. It would be good to get food. Moon nodded too. Pointing to set the direction, Hau set off, the two girls following behind. Onwards to good food shared with good friends.

Onwards to fill hungry stomachs.

Onwards, past the loud sounds of people and partying.

...Oh?

Hau came to a stop, staring at the wide metal gate opened before him, framed by a hedge equally as tall as the gate towering over their heads. Down a path from the open gate was a huge mansion, with fountains and gardens lining the way. And people just all over the place.

Without another thought Hau walked in through the gate.

“Oh Hau!” Following after, Lillie, then Moon, entered as well, quickly surrounded by the crowd of people making up the party. Lillie's attempt to keep Hau from intruding failed as she lost track of him, turning around to find Moon had disappeared from sight as well, leaving her alone. She clutched her bag tight and attempted to find her friends amongst the crowd. Where were they...

Moon had held back when overhearing a discussion, a woman telling others standing in a circle about the rumour her child was spreading. Apparently there had been a trainer, just a young girl, at the Pokemon School with three Pokemon. Such a thing! Hohohoho, those children must be mistaken, that sort of thing, that wasn't possible, right?

Another made mention that there was a rumour from Iki Town that a new Trainer had shown two Pokemon. Moon, who most definitely had only shown one, kept an ear open, listening in as the group discussed. A younger man piped up his thoughts.

“Well if there's some great new Trainer around, I hope she helps throw Team Skull out of Hau'oli! Did you hear that even more of their type have been seen down by the Marina?”

“Ugh, terrible,” the woman speaking first shook her head, “Those no-good thugs could stand to learn a lesson from my daughter, who's working so hard as a Pokemon Trainer. All they do is harass people and try to steal Pokemon, they're the worst!”

Mutters of agreement circled the group as Moon broke away, casting her eyes out for Hau or Lillie, realising she'd lost each. Surrounded by adults, Moon stepped carefully, barely paid attention to by their conversations. She didn't know where the others were. There were too many people. She turned to make her way to the edge of the crowd, to gain some solace from the numbers, but couldn't pick a direction. Stood stock still as the party moved around her.

Frozen in time.

“Oh? Hello there.” The soft voice of Ilima, Captain of Melemele Island, instantly brought relief as Moon turned to the one person she knew, even slightly, as he emerged from the crowd. A light smile on his face, a Yungoos curled over his shoulders and giving the evil eye to anything and everything that moved, the pink-haired man addressed Moon. “While this house party is open to the public, I must admit to being surprised to see you here, Moon. What brings you to my home today?”

It didn't take long for Ilima, after Moon's explanation, to disappear into the crowd and return with Hau and Lillie, somehow easily able to locate them amongst the masses, and group the three together again. Lillie looked as relieved as Moon felt to be back with the others. Hau had a pastry in his hand and the remains of another around his mouth.

“Well now,” Ilima looked around, before giving the three a conspiratorial smile, “since some young Trial-goers have come to see the Captain, I should make time to speak with you. Why don't we head off? The Marina is delightful at this time of day as the breeze comes in off the water.”

Ilima's retreat from the party was stopped at the gate, an older man approaching him. Moon didn't miss the sigh that came from the Captain when called out to.

“Ilima!” The man approached him with a frown, “Where are you off to, my boy? This is a party for your recent accomplishments! It would do no good to have the very guest of honour leave in the middle!”

“I'm sorry, father,” Ilima bowed his head, “However I must fulfil my duties as Captain, and lend my aid to all Trainers and Trial-goers who come to me. I will return as soon as I can.”

The older man frowned, looking past Ilima at the trio. “Can't you come back later?” He huffed, “It's very important for my son to be part of-”

“I will return,” Ilima stressed the word, stepping back into his father's gaze, “as soon as I can, father. Please excuse us.” Wasting not a second more, Ilima quickly turned and ushered Moon and the others out the gates of the house, following after them with measured pace. His father, watching his son depart his very own party, turned and entered the crowd again to keep the socialisers and rung-climbers at bay.

He was probably the only one likely to miss his son after all.

He didn't like that one bit.

“Apologies,” Ilima, as soon as he was outside the party's grips, wore a much happier smile, “such large dos barely suit me. I prefer to be out in the city, working with its people and Pokemon. Forgive me for using you to make my escape.”

“Uhm,” Lillie took on speaking duties, Hau occupying himself with the other pastry he'd been holding, “It's fine, thank you for helping us. We got caught up in the crowd before...” for a moment, Lillie shot Hau a very pointed look which he did his best to avoid catching – and failed – “before we had a chance.”

“Such social gatherings are like that,” Ilima agreed, “I find those large crowds stifling. A few people, and a few more Pokemon, is far more my speed. So, young Trial-goers, how are you this day?”

“Good!” Hau managed around the remains of the pastry, Ilima giving no mention to it in the young boy's hand and mouth. “We've been checking out the city, showing it off to Moon!”

“Ah yes,” Ilima nodded, turning his gaze to Moon, “You are new to the Alola Region, correct?” Moon nodded, Ilima smiling. “I spent a few years away in the Kalos Region, however I find my heart will always be at home here. I am honoured to be one of Alola's Captains.”

“Oh!” Hau, having finished the pastry, turned to Ilima with a smile, “We were heading for the Malasada Shop by the Marina! Did you want to join us, Captain?”

“Well now,” Ilima smiled at the extended offer from the youth, “Perhaps I will take you up on that. I have always said that shop made the best Malasada in Alola.”

“Yeah!” Hau's excited agreement brought smiles to the faces of the group as they continued on, down the roads to the water's edge. Ilima pointed out buildings of note, the City Hall – Professor Kukui and Ms. Kahili had a meeting about the Pokemon League there the night before, and would have another tomorrow – as well as the Police Station, which the Captain and Kahuna worked with to help keep Melemele safe.

Soon enough the group reached the district by the Marina, the Malasada Shop within already having a line out the door. Hau and Lillie dutifully joined the queue. Ilima looked thoughtful.

“Pardon me,” he addressed the pair, a wave of his hand indicating Moon, “but if I could borrow young miss Moon from you for a spell, I would appreciate it. We will return soon enough to join you, have no fear.”

“Oh, okay!” Hau nodded, “We'll keep a place in line for you!” Lillie waved to Moon, who waved back, before turning to follow Ilima further into the Marina district.

The sight of her walking side-by-side with the Captain struck Lillie strongly. She shook her head to try and regain her focus. Looked up to see Hau smiling at her. Frowned at him. He laughed.

“She's really something, isn't she?” Hau folded his hands behind his head, his pose suggesting he was leaning backwards against the air. “I gotta work extra extra hard to keep up with her!”

“She's...” Lillie found herself lost for the word. Incredible wasn't right. Overwhelming was only true for those Moon stood against, not those she stood by. Absorbing? Eye-catching? Reassuring? She didn't know. Just let the word hang.

“Still hard to believe,” Hau kept talking, saving Lillie from the pause she'd created, “Six Pokemon though, how cool is that, right?”

Lillie frowned. Hang on. “H-how do you know she has six?” Moon had been rumoured to have two the night of the Festival. She'd displayed three on the grounds of the Pokemon School. But Hau had neither visited Moon's house when she had her six Pokemon out, nor been in Professor Kukui's lab when Moon's Rotom-dex announced it. He shouldn't know. Hau grinned.

“I can tell,” he gave a wink to Lillie, barely answering the question at all, “she just feels like she has six Pokemon, y'know?”

She didn't.

“Anyway I'm gonna go all out to not fall behind!” Hau reassured himself by saying it, pausing before giving Lillie another of his newly patented winks. “Me and my two Pokemon, yeah?”

Lillie's stare of shock was exactly the reaction Hau had wanted. It had been so worth it spending all that time this morning making that catch.

Gosh he was tired.

The smell of saltwater was thick by the Marina, but it was different to that of Hau'oli's beach. There it had been sand and people and Pokemon, warmth of the sun reflecting off the waves and flavouring the taste in the air. Here it was cooler, the numerous buildings overshadowing the area. The breeze that rolled off the water and up the streets was brisk, and washed over Moon and Ilima's faces as they walked.

Different, but good as well. Moon enjoyed it.

She enjoyed this city very much indeed.

“I must admit,” Ilima spoke as he walked, enough space between the pair and others that his words reached Moon alone, “Even having seen it I find it difficult to believe. Three nights ago you forged your first Trainer's Bond and here you stand beside me, six established and healthy. It would seem there is still far more to this world, and Pokemon, that I have to learn. That we all do.”

Moon said nothing of it. She had her schooling. She understood. She was aware of the difference between her and what was expected. That... was as far as it went.

“What I would like to say,” as the pair stepped off of the roadside, stood on the pier overlooking the boats gathered in Hau'oli's harbour, “is that I would like you to be able to come to me when in need, Moon. I understand you may be experiencing great stress, or concern, and I wish to help you in any way that I can. Please do not hesitate to ask for me, night or day. I will always be there for the Trainers of Alola. Do not forget this.”

Moon's consideration of those words, the response she was preparing to give, went unvoiced as a new sound echoed over the pier and across the water. It was harsh, blasting music, the staticky sounds coming from the boombox carried by one of the approaching figures drowning out most of the actual tune. Ilima sighed at the sight of the group. They set up before him, identical black shirts, silver pendants glinting in the sunlight, and took a pose. One in particular took the lead. Pointed a hand.

And announced.

“Yo yo yo, if it ain't the big C himself, Ilima in da house!” The announcement was met with a fist pump from the group to the air, who continued to move their hands after in their own rhythmic pattern. Moon stared at them.

“Ya busy, Cap, chatting up all the Trainers, being too dang cooooooool for us, huh, that it?” The leader of the group turned around to the others. “Hey Ilima thinks he's too cool for Team Skull, how you taking that ya boneheads?”

A loud cry in the negative echoed from the group, continuing their movements. Ilima shook his head.

“Well C it's like this,” once more the pack leader turned back to Ilima, “You've been giving us some real black eyes lately, and we're not gonna take it no more! It's time for Team Skull to take over, and our first step's gonna be putting you in the trash! So get ready cause we're coming at'cha!”

The entire group, a rough dozen by the looks of it, revealed Pokeballs in hand, preparing to crush the upstart Captain. Moon, still staring at them, raised her hands, attempting to mimic the movements they were performing. Ilima reached out and stilled one of her arms.

“Moon,” there was steel in his tone now, his other hand rubbing the neck of the Yungoos around his shoulders, who unfurled itself and hopped down to face the group, “if you intend on copying the movements of another, may I recommend my own over these ruffians? Please observe.”

A wave of Pokemon, released by Team Skull, stood off against the singular Yungoos. Ilima raised his hand, the Z-Ring around his wrist catching the sun. The crystal placed within it shining bright.

“Now then,” as Ilima stretched out a leg, ran his foot over the ground before him as he set up the beginning of his pose, Moon felt it. Felt power that shook her. Her eyes focused on Ilima, saw only him as he moved, brought his arms around into a pose that caused the power around him to quake even further. To shake the world.

Then it flowed, into the Yungoos as its foes bore down upon it, and it shone brightly, so brightly as to rival the stars. Ilima voiced the command. Moon didn't hear it, lost in the light as she was.

So this was the power of Z.

The force of the Z-Move was so much that Moon barely saw the attack itself, the wind-pressure pushing her back, forcing her to raise a hand to hold her hat to her head and cover her face. Only after, lowering her arm again, did she see the remains of the battle – the bested Pokemon scattered around the area, the crater in the ground before Ilima and his Yungoos, and the scattered members of Team Skull who'd not been prepared in the least.

The boombox shorted out and left silence in its wake.

“I, well, uh,” the leader of the group was the first to return his Pokemon – a brightly coloured Grimer – to its Pokeball, “I hope you... learned a lesson, Ilima. Team Skull ain't nothin' to mess with, so don't step to us, aight?” The rest of the grunts by this point had also retrieved their Pokemon. Each in the process of stepping back. “So, uh, I'ma let you off with a warning this time, but you keep to your own fancy house yeah? Okay, well,” the majority were booking it into the backstreets of the Marina's industrial complex, “See you around! Or we won't! Yeah! Bye!”

Moon watched as the group disappeared before her eyes. That had happened. Ilima dropped to a knee.

“Hah,” his breathing was heavy, reaching out a hand to the Yungoos who staggered back to him, “even after so long, Z-Moves continue to require a toll. Consider this an advanced lesson,” turning his head, Ilima smiled up at Moon, “about how best to use these Moves. You and your Pokemon both will feel their cost. Remember that.”

Moon nodded.

She was never going to forget this.

Never ever ever.

The sound of sirens came with the arrival of police, the scuffle between Ilima and the Team Skull gang reported quickly enough. Overwhelmed by having to report on the events that took place, Ilima was forced to send Moon on her way, back to her friends, the original intent of his borrowing her lost.

He really had been looking forward to properly testing her skills. He'd find the chance to battle her later. For sure.

One of the officers standing guard at the scene waved Moon to head off, as Ilima had insisted she was fine to go on. Then paused, as the large simian Pokemon with him reached up a hand, pointing at her with insistence.

“Hey, hang on...” this wasn't right, his senses were usually sharp to how Pokemon Trainers added up. But he had to be wrong right now.

Didn't he?

Moon kept walking and he didn't stop her. He'd convince himself by the end of the day it had just been a bad read in the aftermath of Ilima's Z-Move.

And realise the truth only later on.

By miraculous timing, Moon returned to Hau and Lillie just as they were being waved into the Malasada Restaurant, explaining that Ilima would be unable to join them. Together the three ate, discussed the events with Ilima as Moon recounted them, and considered what was next to come. Hau'oli City had much to offer still for new Trainers just beginning their Pokemon Journeys. It would be good to stay here for a while and grow.

So they would.

Lillie, whose journey was of a different form, spoke of Professor Kukui and Kahili's tour around the Alola Region, working to smooth out concerns about the new Pokemon League. She'd be travelling with Kukui as his assistant, but as Kukui would be following the path of the Island Challenge, she felt confident saying she'd see Hau and Moon many times along the way. Each approved to hear that.

It would be good for the three of them to stay together as best they could.

Each agreed to that.

The day continued on. Hau showed more of the city to Moon and Lillie, and when the evening came they caught a bus back to its eastern side, Hau actually falling asleep on the trip. Moon watched the orange light of Alola take over the city, tinting the waves and colouring the air, and found it beautiful. Thought of the light Ilima had called up when unleashing his Z-Move, beautiful as well.

That night she spoke of the day to her mother with more enthusiasm and energy than Jewellery had heard from her daughter in months, perhaps years. And Jewellery smiled and knew her daughter's Journey would be the best thing possible for her. Wished her well from the depths of her heart.

Knew soon she would be gone.

To return on the other side.

Darkness fell. The three slept. And night gave way to another day of their lives.

A collection of observations made around Hau'oli City in the week following the Marina Incident.

Young Trainers battling wild Pokemon found in gardens and parks kept across the city. A Trainer throwing a Pokeball, celebrating the successful capture by embracing a Rowlet. She's young for a second, but it's possible, people suppose. She must be talented. Would do well. They continued on.

A blonde girl seen with Professor Kukui and Kahili Hano, assisting them as they continued their meetings and discussions across the city. Once seen alone, set up in the Hau'oli Library surrounded by books, narrating to her closed bag. Talking likely helped her focus. That was what observers believed.

The grandson of Melemele Island's Kahuna setting a new record in a Malasada eating competition hosted by the Marina Shop. He attributed his victory to the hunger he worked up training with his Pokemon. Kahuna Hala was unsurprised to hear this result.

An increase in the presence of Team Skull throughout Hau'oli City, clashing almost every day with both Captain Ilima and the police.

A young Trainer visiting a Pokemon Center, making use of the Storage PC available to all. Oh, onlookers realised, she must be trying to juggle single Pokemon. It's a shame no-one convinced her that the effort of breaking and re-establishing Bonds was too exhausting to keep up for long. It's a shame she'd soon learn and have to release the Pokemon she couldn't maintain. A shame.

The Kahuna's grandson and another Trainer completing the Ride Pokemon Safety Course without trouble, the Pokemon going above and beyond to follow their directives. They're both Trainers with incredible potential, people said. They could be seen travelling along the Pokemon lanes of Hau'oli in the days following, clad in riding gear. A good sight of the youth of Alola following its traditions. A good sight indeed.

A fresh Pokemon Trainer visiting the Pokemon School to battle with their students. The rumours going around the city, of a new Trainer with multiple Pokemon, surged as the suggested number increased yet again. Was it strange, that she had a Metapod? Bug Pokemon evolved quickly. But that quickly? The school's 'Elite Four' found their defeat far more unnerving than humiliating.

A fight, between a blonde teenager and the majority of Team Skull, ending with the boy's crushing victory. Direct witnesses claimed he gave orders to Team Skull in the battle's wake. Reduced presence of Team Skull throughout Hau'oli in the days to follow.

A Trainer people were sure they saw yesterday, but today she had a different Pokemon with her. So it had to be a different Trainer, right? Of course. She had to be.

The newest arrival to the Alola Region, Jewellery from Kanto, getting to know the neighbourhood she lived in. Her daughter was spending nights away now, staying at a Pokemon Center in Hau'oli, intent on getting used to being away from home. Many parents who had seen their own children off on Pokemon Journeys nodded in understanding.

A strange purple Pokemon floating above the city streets, spinning on traffic lights, and lifting food from stalls in the markets. All attempts to corner or catch have failed.

The continuing rumour of the Trainer who had begun her Island Challenge only days ago, yet had six Pokemon with her already. Reporters who asked of that rumour to Professor Kukui, Kahili Hano, Kahuna Hala, or Captain Ilima being redirected to focus on discussing the upcoming Pokemon League.

An upsurge in reminders, by radio, by television, and by word of mouth, that it is a moral obligation to both respect and care for the children of Alola, and that those on their Island Challenges should be assisted by all who see them in need.

Three children spending time together, now and again

And on the seventh day since her arrival, with six Pokemon by her side – though few were aware that was truth – the Trainer Moon was seen leaving Hau'oli City by its northwest gate. Destination: Verdant Cavern.

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The north-west gate of Hau'oli City marked the official end of the city in that direction, just as its eastern gate – situated beyond the Trainer's School, marked another. The technicality of the city's end on its eastern side was hotly debated, as the Hau'oli Outskirts, filled with houses stretching along the path to Iki Town, was considered the city by Iki's residents themselves.

A constant concern amongst Iki was that the largest city of Alola was attempting to swallow up their small and storied township, the Kahuna's presence one of the few things holding it back. The truth of that matter was difficult to ascertain – without a singular villain to blame, instead a result of natural human expansion. Still, the residents of Iki vocally did not like it.

Moon had escaped a simmering pot of tension centred on the area her mother had moved to by beginning her Pokemon Journey.

The west side of Melemele Island was a completely different story. A designated national park, the huge tract of land wound its way from the coast up through the hills, alongside the mountain-range that cut all the way to the island's north. Rich with Pokemon, travelled by people respecting nature's claim to the land, this region proved to be Melemele's most popular ecosystem – with tourists and residents alike taking the time to walk its paths.

To continue her Island Challenge, Moon was tasked to make her pilgrimage to Verdant Cavern, a restricted zone within the park. There, Captain Ilima would greet her, and instruct her in the method to take his Trial.

With the number of people always visiting and travelling the park, this Trial made an ideal first for any new Trial-goer, young children seen on the trails understood to be making their own Journeys. Moon found many people along the way bid her 'alola', and returned the greeting in turn. Sometimes this turned into a Pokemon battle, other young Trainers keen to test themselves, some elders willing to offer experience and advice.

Restraint was a thing few in Alola were happy to see children learn – it was a sign of feeling restricted, constrained by the world around them. If a child bound themselves to better fit their environment, it was considered a failing of that environment, and so the youths were encouraged to be true to themselves. It was the Alolan way.

But no-one even noticed Moon's restraint, for to believe she was restraining herself was an impossible thing. Two Pokemon, consistently. They were different Pokemon, yes, but no-one knew that. Each battle ended with two Pokemon, whether it was Moon's victory or defeat. She measured herself. She kept a pace.

And slowed down some of the rumours she'd begun hearing swirling about her.

No-one noticed. How could they? There was no way she had more Pokemon, after all.

Not far beyond Hau'oli's exit the road forked, the right path leading to a cemetery built in the shadows of mountains towering above. It was important for places of rest to be bathed in darkness, for the light of Alola was life and life did not belong shining on graves. The construction of the cemetery was well-planned, the direct light of the sun never upon it. People visited with respectful peace in their hearts, and the spirits at rest remained. Drawn to that environment, ghost Pokemon made their constant presence known, but they failed to rile up the sleeping ancients. After all, it was as natural for ghost Pokemon to ruckus among graves as it was for those graves to remain at peace. They were accepted. Part of the world as much as anything else. And so they lived in their own peace too. The north-western stretch was a quiet place, you see?

But today there was noise that was unnatural. A new visitor to the cemetery of Melemele lacking any understanding of the decorum all people and Pokemon felt. Even in shadow the light of Alola was still everywhere to its eyes, and so it played in that light it had long felt the absence of, its purple form zipping from grave to grave, aggravating people and Pokemon both. Something had to be done. That was the word that spread that morning.

That was the word that reached Moon's ears.

She stopped her walk and turned, pointing east. She'd investigate.

Moon was a naturally quiet person, so her footsteps as she entered the cemetery were all that announced her. Some people saw her and acknowledged there was another here, but none approached, too busy in conversations about the rambunctious Pokemon that no-one could catch or stop. Moon overheard just enough to keep moving forward.

It didn't take long, walking amongst row after row of graves, to see it, its purple form with vibrant pink highlights circling overhead. A high-pitched voice, a sound like giggling, reached her ears as Moon attempted to follow it with her eyes, its speed fast enough to lose her before appearing again elsewhere. It had yet to notice her specifically.

“Zzt!” The Rotom-dex made its presence known at Moon's request, attempting to scan the Pokemon. However its constant movements prevented the scan, leaving a frown upon Moon's face. She raised a Pokeball.

And gave a command.

Witnesses to the battle described it as short but sharp. The Rowlet of the young Trainer who had appeared was fast – perhaps abnormally fast even for the naturally quick Grass Quill Pokemon. Quickly it gained the attention of the purple Pokemon, lured it down to ground level where the Trainer commanded attacks.

It was upon being attacked that the strange Pokemon retaliated, unleashing a wave of poison that overwhelming the leaf surge from the Rowlet before bathing it in the toxic liquid. That was the end of the conflict, the Pokemon zipping upwards higher and higher until out of sight, apparently satisfied enough with the battle to leave.

Other Trainers around offered the young girl healing items for her singular Pokemon, missing the second Pokeball she'd had in hand preparing to continue the battle. In the wake of the fight, only a few heard the strange floating Pokedex the girl kept with her announce that there was no recorded data of the Pokemon encountered.

A week and change later this event came back to the minds of those witness and mixed into a greater understanding. And built the legend of Moon further. But none knew that now. None knew her now.

Not yet.

The path to Verdant Cavern continued. A Ride Pokemon station had been set up at the exit to Hau'oli that rented Pokemon for travelling through the park, but Moon had chosen to go on foot, to spend more time with her Pokemon in training. There was a weakness in her incredible ability, and that was that to maintain many Pokemon at once required many times more the work. And yet not once did she slow. Never did she stop.

No tiredness did she show.

Lillie had told Moon the day before that she would be further west of the park, with Professor Kukui and Kahili in the small towns by the coast. Built just beyond the boundaries of the reserve, they were disconnected by roads from Hau'oli, relying instead on travel by sea. Those towns, much like Iki, were keepers of Alola's traditions, and had expressed concern at the changes to the Island Challenge Kukui's Pokemon League would bring.

So following (roughly) the path of the Island Challenge, Kukui went from place to place to explain himself and prove that Alola's spirit would remain strong. That was his intent.

Moon stopped at the rise of a hill in the path, looking down over the trees and the sea beyond, seeing a cluster of buildings and boats by its shore. Perhaps Lillie was down there. Perhaps Moon was looking at her right now, simply unable to see because of the distance between them.

Perhaps Lillie was looking back at her.

Moon let herself smile and continued on.

Further along the path, further along the day, Moon came to a new crossroads, a Pokemon awaiting her. For anyone who would help, by its logic, but this girl, yes, her. Her! The red and white bird rushed up to her, Moon's Rotom-dex naming it 'Delibird' just in time for Moon to greet it before it had hold of her bag, tugging as hard as it could, pulling her in a new direction. Moon told it she would follow. It let go of the bag and led the way.

Berry Trees are a virulent strain in Alola, the rich soils, clean air, and life-giving light causing them to grow with wild abandon. Where in other regions they must be cultivated, here they grow freely wherever they find purchase, often spread by Flying and Bug-type Pokemon across the land.

Yet even so some try to control them and, with special dispensation, the Berry Plantation of Alola was established here, inside the National Park of Melemele Island. The flock of Delibird trained by its owner flew across the Alola Region, collecting Berries from trees, and distributed them to collection bins, assisting with funding as the owner of the Plantation experimented with strains that would overgrow existing crops while spreading far less intensely.

The attempt to control the spreading trees before they overran native Alolan foliage was in full effect.

No-one in Team Skull understood this even a little, and even if they did they wouldn't care. What mattered right now was a) lots of Pokemon up for grabs and b) lots of berries equally ready for the picking. That was the logic of the two Grunts who had broken away from the marching orders given to them by the Enforcer to go raid the plantation instead. Might as well make some buck, yo! And maybe get in the boss's good books? Maybe get that Enforcer off their back? Yeah that'd be cool too. Right on.

Moon walked into the plantation, guided by the Delibird seeking aid, to find two of Team Skull's members, Pokemon out, harassing the owner of the grove. One had a Drowzee, the other a Zubat, and the local Delibird population had already suffered a beating, the Pokemon not suited for battling.

Unaware of the approaching Trainer, the two continued to move their arms, the signature dance of Team Skull on show at all times. The one with the Drowzee took charge of speaking.

“So hey bro, ain't it about time you give up the goods, yo? Your Pokemon got whacked and smacked all over the place so shouldn't you just get outta our face? Berry me dude, we got places to be, so make with the fruits and you'll be rid of me, got it?” The other Grunt nodded with approval at his brother-in-arm's sick rhymes. The plantation owner rolled his eyes.

“As if I need give in to the demands of you whelps,” he crossed his arms, clearly unimpressed. “Begone from here, you have upset my Pokemon and my day's work.”

“Yo you hear that?” Wide-eyed, the first Grunt turned to the second, “Pops here thinks he can just give us lip and keep going? We ain't about that life, yo, we're Team Skull and we take what we want. So last chance before we do the taking no questions asked, how bout giving us those berries, huh?”

Seeing Moon approaching, the man shook his head to discourage her from interfering. He would deal with these punks himself. Yet the gaze of his eyes directed the attention of the pair, who turned to see Moon standing before them. They frowned but it was hard to tell beneath the bandannas covering their mouths.

“Hey yo,” the talkative one pointed, “ain't you that Trainer that was with the Cap? Come to laugh at us, huh? Y'think you're all that, walking around with those big name Trainers? Well he ain't here now so you ain't nothing. Walk on, kid.”

The other nodded, and pointed with both hands. “Take your dumb hat and leave.”

Moon's eyes flashed as she stepped forward, Pokeball already in hand.

In the wake of the battle, watching the Team Skull Grunts fleeing his plantation at full speed, followed by Moon's focused steps as she made sure they stayed gone, the owner felt as if he'd just witnessed something no-one ever should.

Don't insult the hat.

Travel, battle, and new Pokemon acquisition between the notable visits to the cemetery and plantation, left evening rolling in as Moon found herself at the Melemele Park Motel, a midway point for many travellers taking a relaxed pace exploring the National Park. Unlike Pokemon Centers, the Motel did not provide free coverage to Trainers on their Island Challenge, but Moon's battle with other Trainers that day had shored her funds up enough to afford the night, especially with the reduced cost for children on offer.

It wasn't an odd thing for children to stay at the Motel, after all. It wasn't odd for them to wander much of Alola. That was the way things were. It was natural here.

Moon slept well that night.

The next morning both Moon and her team, rested and recovered, having eaten and prepared, set out once more. Another Ride Station eschewed, Moon continued on foot, feeling the need to train far more than make it to Verdant Cavern in a hurry. It was by midday that she arrived in the vicinity of the first Trial of the Island Challenge, her presence greeted by an excited yell.

Hau raced up to see her.

“Hey Moon!” He waved as he ran forward, Moon waving back, a clap of their open palms celebrating reunion. Hau swung around her. “I didn't think I'd get here before you, didn't you ride?”

The shake of her head drew a whistle, the young boy clearly impressed. “Well it's a great walk so I think that was good anyway, so hey, here we are, huh? I haven’t seen the Captain yet, so how about we grab lunch? Get our Pokemon healed up,” pointing, Hau showed the Pokemon Center constructed nearby, “and maybe if we get time have a battle to see how we're doing? It's been a while since the last, after all.”

Moon nodded to that and the two progressed, entered the Pokemon Center – far emptier than any other they'd been in before. Its construction was based upon proximity to Verdant Cavern, and the need of Trainers on their Island Challenges to be brought to full health before facing it. Only a few other people were inside, travelling Trainers mostly, those who did not take the easier routes that avoided this restricted site. The healing of Hau's Pokemon went unnoticed by Moon, who was adjusting her team at the PC provided. She didn't even hear Hau address her Pokedex.

“Hey Rotom!” Hau's request drew the Pokemon-inhabited device's notice, who floated up with a 'zzt' of attention. “How's Moon's collection going?”

“Pokemon encountered: thirty! Pokemon caught: twelve! Zzt!”

The echoing electronic voice drew eyes from all around, Hau ignoring them to nudge Moon with his shoulder, who jolted out of her thoughts from observing the Pokemon Storage System. “You doing okay with that number?” His question was one of honest concern, though he smiled at Moon's nod. “The auto-release timer is two weeks, right? They're really strict about it, so most people don't even have one stored away. Twelve must be hard.”

It was the twelfth day since Moon had obtained her Rowlet. Whether or not she'd be affected by the number of Pokemon she kept, there hadn't yet been the time to reveal it. But she seemed confident and expressed that to Hau. He smiled to hear it. She really was incredible.

“Okay well get your team healed up and let's have something to eat!”

The nurse at the Pokemon Center gave Moon a long look as the young girl – she had to be just starting her Pokemon Journey – offered up a set of six Pokeballs for healing. The few other Trainers in the Center had approached, keeping a distance yet watching all the same. Yeah, seems like this kid really did have six Pokemon. That was wild, right? They agreed that amongst themselves as Hau and Moon visited the cafe, organising food for themselves and their Pokemon. And ate together with their team.

There was a moment, as each was releasing their Pokemon to feed, that Hau paused, before giving Moon a sheepish smile. She looked at him in curiosity. He held up a second Pokeball, his Popplio already playing about with Rowlet.

“I was hoping to surprise you with this one,” with a click and a beam of red light, a Pokemon of yellow and black appeared with the rest. Moon's wide smile, thrilled at the sight of the Tiny Mouse Pokemon Pichu, was worth it in the end, Hau decided. Not everything needed to be a surprise in battle. He considered the other Pokemon around him as Moon picked up and petted the electric rodent.

Rowlet, of course. A Metapod that was shaking enough to tell anyone familiar with Bug Pokemon it was near to its next evolution. A grey-furred Meowth, the Pokemon one Moon had made sure to introduce to her mother's as soon as she caught it. Pikipek still, beak constantly fetching new food from the bowl provided. An Abra – a rare catch Hau had not managed to make himself, despite trying his best. And what at first appeared to be a second Pikipek, but when pushed aside by the first revealed itself as a small, black and red fox Pokemon. Hau had heard of Zorua but never managed to see one up close. He whistled and petted the Pokemon's surprisingly soft fur. It allowed it.

“That's one craaaazy team,” Hau's relaxed tone, even in the presence of Moon's team, earned a different kind of smile from her, one of relief. To have a peer mattered far more than she showed.

This was good.

“H-hey-” the voice of one of the few Trainers in the Pokemon Center, who had continued to hover around Moon and Hau's periphery, came to an immediate stop as a hand settled strongly on his shoulder. Turning his head, he found the smile of Captain Ilima something that did not relieve in the least. The Trainer beat a hasty retreat.

“Greetings, Captain Ilima here,” Ilima's introduction drew Moon and Hau's attention, who both looked up to him, “and I see two young Trial-goers ready to take on my Trial. Unfortunately a Trial can only be attempted by a single person at a time, and based on progress may become unavailable for a period of time after. Are you two able to come to a decision upon who will make the first attempt?”

Even before Moon turned to look back at Hau he was making a series of movements with his raised hand, switching between an open palm, closed fist, and two outstretched fingers. The glint in his eye was playful, but determined. Moon smiled at it and raised her own hand.

Paper to Hau's scissors. He let out a whoop and jumped to his feet as Ilima politely applauded, Moon staring at her open palm and wondering just how she'd lost.

“Well then,” Ilima's voice, soft as ever to those he guided, “young Hau, if you are ready?”

“Yeah!” Hau returned Popplio and Pichu to their Pokeballs, before setting after the Captain. “Moon!” He turned to her even as he walked backwards, “I'll see you after I beat my Trial! Wish me luck!”

She did. He smiled. And Hau exited the building. Ilima, pausing by a Trainer, leaned in to them and whispered something in their ear. Whatever it was, when they glanced from Ilima to Moon then back, their face was very pale as they nodded agreement with the command.

No-one was about to mess with the Trainer under Captain Ilima's guard.

So the day continued. Hau spent two hours in Verdant Cavern as Moon trained around the area before emerging victorious, Z-Crystal held above his head catching the afternoon sun. Moon arrived just in time to hear Ilima explaining that the Kahuna would be the one to give Hau a Z-Ring, wrapping her own hand around the one she had already.

Another sign of difference.

“Hey Moon!” Hau once more turned to her with a smile on his face, delight twinkling in his eyes, “I did it!” He had. She congratulated him. He glowed under her words. “Okay!” Still riding his high, Hau pointed at the Pokemon Center, “Me and my team are gonna get healed up again and then get going! I can make it to Wai'oli Town before nightfall for sure!”

“There's no need to rush,” Ilima's attempt to calm Hau failed to stop his spirits, the boy retorting that he wanted to make it back to Iki as soon as he could. That enthusiasm, Ilima couldn't help but approve. “Then just be sure to follow the paths. The road to Wai'oli is far harder than the one you've travelled so far, even if it is far shorter too.”

Moon's query drew both Captain and compatriot's attention. Hau's smile was only slightly baleful. “My apologies,” Ilima bowed his head, “but after its defeat the Totem Pokemon of my Trial must rest. You will need to wait until tomorrow morning to face it.”

Hau raised his hands to the sky. “I kicked its butt!” Ilima coughed.

“Yes, well, as such it requires rest. Take the afternoon to enjoy the paths around the area, train with your Pokemon, and prepare. Tomorrow you will face my Trial and the Totem Pokemon. Ready yourself.”

Not knowing precisely what a Totem Pokemon was, Moon nodded all the same. Saw Hau off once he hit the road, promising she'd catch up. He'd hold her to that, he said. He'd better.

Ilima watched over Moon's training as the afternoon continued on. Besides her Rowlet, none of her Pokemon were comparable to Hau's pair, who he'd focused on training as best he could. But her logic, her thought processes, those were immaculate, and the way she managed the powers she did command showed potential that was, well, if she weren't in possession of six Pokemon without showing any signs of weariness, that potential would knock Ilima speechless. As it was it was simply the cherry on top of a most delightful cake.

He wanted to battle her so much.

But Moon's Trial was the next morning and it would not do to put his full force against her, not even with a Pokemon Center right behind them. So Ilima once again showed restraint. It wasn't the right time yet. Not yet.

But soon. He promised himself that.

He deserved such a reward for the patience he'd shown so far, right?

Afternoon passed to evening then night. They ate in the Pokemon Center. Ilima's dagger stare ensuring that curious Trainers about did not have the chance to approach Moon. And each slept.

For Moon there was excitement, something keeping her awake far past the time she'd slipped into bed. Tomorrow's Trial, at its end she'd gain a Z-Crystal. She'd be able to use a Z-Move, just like the one Ilima had.

The power she'd felt, the light she'd seen, she felt such a powerful drive towards it. Like it was calling to her.

She couldn't wait.

Then sleep came and dawn followed it. The morning began and Moon and her team ate, the Pokemon coursing with the energy their Trainer was exuding. A Trainer's mental state was as important as their Pokemon's physical to be the best; the Bonds between them and their Pokemon strengthened by their condition. Moon was at her best that morning, and Ilima could almost swear she was glowing as she bounded up to him with a smile. Was it time to begin? Was the Trial ready? He'd just entered the Pokemon Center, had he been checking on the Totem, whatever that was?

It was, it was, he had been. Ilima smiled and directed Moon, who almost raced out the door, stopping only to collect her Pokemon.

He was looking forward to how this went.

“Now then,” stopping Moon just before the entrance to Verdant Cavern, Ilima adopted his full Captain's persona. Time to be his best. “Verdant Cavern is a sacred place in Alola, cared for by the Totem Pokemon. That is the reason only the Kahuna, Captain, and Trainers on their Island Challenges are permitted entry. Please show this land respect in taking its Trial.”

That reached Moon, who stilled just a little. Was still pent up with energy, just controlling it a little better. Ilima smiled. “Within Verdant Cavern, there is an extremely powerful Pokemon known as a Totem Pokemon. You will encounter a Totem Pokemon in each of Alola's seven Trials, and each you must overcome. By besting it you will be able to take a Z-Crystal from the den it guards, so be sure to give it your all. Young Trainer Moon, be aware, once you begin this challenge, you must either complete it or retreat from it entirely. Are you prepared?”

She was. Ilima hadn't even needed to ask.

“Then let the Trial of Captain Ilima... begin!”

It was a courtesy to let Trainers be within their Trials unless requested otherwise. Hau had asked Ilima to oversee him, to tell him how he was doing with raising his Pokemon. Having been trained by the Kahuna, Ilima had the unique ability to compare others to him, and Hau needed to know. Ilima was honest in that Hau was doing well, but the Kahuna was still an incomparable power.

It hadn't surprised the young boy to hear that at all.

Moon didn't ask for attention. As soon as she could she raced into the Cavern, her Pokemon already at her side. Guarding the way to the Totem would be a number of its subordinates, younger but still powerful Pokemon in their own right. Ilima watched as Moon disappeared into the leafy twists and turns of the Cavern, giving her the space to enjoy herself.

He'd have the chance to measure the fullness of her power later. Maybe even experience the first of her Z-Moves. That would be worth it. He contented himself in thinking that.

Blinked in surprise as two Team Skull Grunts – who most definitely were not meant to be here – ran past him yelling fearfully about 'what was she doing here?'. Ilima found that quite an enjoyable sight.

The earth-shaking roar of the Totem Pokemon, the Gumshoos that was boss of this Verdant Cavern, set Ilima's feet moving. If he paced himself he'd arrive just as the battle was heating up. Oh he couldn't resist, how could he? He had to see Moon battle.

He couldn't miss it for the world.

Then there was the boom of thunder. Then there was the loud cry that bounced from wall to wall and filled the cavern. Ilima's wide eyes, shock coursing through his system, lasted only a moment before he broke into a sprint at full speed.

No. Way.

Captain Ilima of Melemele Island had received a rare blessing in witnessing the Island Deity, Tapu Koko, thrice before this date. The first time had been in his training under Hala, the Pokemon arriving to battle the Kahuna for its own amusement. Hala had nominated Ilima to be tested, and laughed at the boy's crushing defeat. An important thing to learn, he'd clapped Ilima on the shoulder. Ilima wondered if he'd ever be able to fight that Pokemon again.

The second had been at the Festival of the Tapu the year before this. He and Hala had performed a demonstrative battle, and as they'd concluded Tapu Koko had circled the stage at a speed that whipped up a whirlwind before disappearing with a full table's worth of fruit.

The third had been three months ago. Ilima had seen a great flash of lightning over the sea despite the cloudless night, and raced out of his house to see it. Tapu Koko was down by Hau'oli's beach, Professors Kukui and Burnet standing before it. There was a girl with them, who Ilima learned the name of – Lillie – later on. But nothing more.

Moon from the Kanto Region had moved to the Alolan Region two weeks ago. Shortly after her arrival, she had not only met Tapu Koko, but had been saved by it, gifted a shiny stone by it, touched by it. Kukui had told Ilima this, when explaining Moon to him. He'd been stunned.

In quieter hours past this day and its events, considering all that he had seen, Ilima would allow himself one moment's jealousy at Moon, at the incredible person that she was. Two weeks and already she had experienced things unimaginable. Things he would give anything for.

He shook his head and let it go.

Now... now there were no words. The sight of the Guardian Deity in the den of the Totem Pokemon – the Gumshoos chased away by its power – floating before Moon, its electricity crackling over every surface. The Z-Aura surrounding Moon's Rowlet, who was slamming into the Deity's extended claw, giving everything it could.

The sensation of looking at Moon, mimicking the Z-Pose he had shown her, and how she looked like... something else. Ilima couldn't understand it. This was all beyond understanding.

His experience, and great reaction time, was what saved the day.

For Tapu Koko with a powerful swing of its arm bested the sixth and final Pokemon of Moon's team, threw Rowlet out of its Z-Move at full force. Moon dived, intercepted the Pokemon to catch it, only to find the force in Tapu Koko's throw carrying her too. She flew backwards, Pokemon grasped tight in her arms.

Ilima jumped in her path and caught her.

There was a brief moment, the time it took Tapu Koko to emit a piercing cry and disappear through the Cavern's roof in a blaze of electric thunder, where Ilima lost himself, before coming to, lying on his back with Moon clutched against his chest. Despite the hammering of his heart he could feel hers beating even harder, the repeated gasping breaths she was making the first time he'd ever seen such from her.

He wondered, if he had been in her position, if he'd even still be conscious.

The retreat from the Cavern was a blur. A strong coffee, strong coffee, was the point at which Ilima felt himself again, sitting in the Pokemon Center, watching Moon awaiting her Pokemon's healing. She had the Z-Crystal, but by her own words Tapu Koko had chased off the Totem Pokemon before she'd even had a chance to fight it, forced the Crystal into her hands and challenged her to battle.

Had she completed the Trial? Ilima didn't know. Tapu Koko seemed to think so, to have given her the Crystal. Did that mean he should approve her? Probably. Who was he to go against the Tapu?

For a brief moment Ilima felt very small indeed.

When her Pokemon were healed, when Moon stood to collect them, Ilima considered that. She was standing. She'd used a Z-Move, her first Z-Move, in a battle against Tapu Koko, in a field of electrical force, and was presently thanking the Pokemon Center's nurse without a single sign of breathlessness.

There would be much to talk about with Kukui and the Kahuna.

But for now, as Ilima felt the coffee bringing him back from the state of shock he'd been driven to before, planning out the wording on his speech informing Moon she had completed her Trial, all eyes turned to the entrance of the Pokemon Center.

To the man who had just burst through it, white coat flaring over bared chest.

Professor Kukui, spotting Moon and Ilima, rushed to them.

“Lillie's missing.”

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The Totem Gumshoos was huge, a Pokemon of size far beyond the norm. Its power, its Z-Aura, flowed around it, giving the same sensation as that which had wrapped Ilima as he performed his Z-Move on the docks of Hau'oli City what felt to Moon like so many days ago.

Steps behind it, under its guard, was a pedestal with a single white crystal resting atop it. Even with this Pokemon before her, Moon couldn't help her eyes being drawn to it.

Soon.

Then the Totem roared and no-one heard it, for its cry was silenced by the crack of thunder and call of a voice with far more power than it would ever have. Electricity flowed down the walls of Verdant Cavern, sparking and jumping across the floor, as Tapu Koko descended from on high. Part-fear, part-command, the Gumshoos turned and raced into the depths of the tunnels, bounding on all fours as fast as it could move.

Leaving only two behind.

Moon stared, the sight of Tapu Koko still so much. If the Z-Aura Ilima and the Totem used was something alluring, the raw intensity of a Tapu was blinding. It was different, and far more powerful. Moon held her ground solely because the dancing sparks, the shivering air, kept her from moving. She stared.

The Guardian of Alola stared back.

Then raised its hand.

It was faster than could be seen, the way Tapu Koko moved. The pedestal was a few steps behind it, but to Moon's eyes the Pokemon did not shift from where it floated at all. Yet in one swipe it had taken the Z-Crystal from the pedestal's top, and in another thrown it directly at Moon's face. Her raised hand, a reaction prompted by the incoming object, caught the crystal, her fingers curling around it. A jolt of electricity sparked through her hand.

She stretched out her palm and considered the gem.

Once again Tapu Koko's cry shook the Cavern, shook Moon, but this time she heard its intent. The last time was a command for the Gumshoos: begone from this battle. Now it was for her. Fight. Fingers pushed the Z-Crystal against her Z-Ring, finding it fit perfectly into the indentation made for it. Her wrist shook, something powerful now wrapped around it. Tapu Koko was raising a hand. Electricity was building.

She'd been commanded.

There was nothing else she could do.

One by one Moon unleashed each of her Pokemon, one by one the Tapu of Melemele brushed them aside. Each command, each search for an angle, was meaningless, mere waves of the Deity's hands enough to focus the electricity that surrounded it and drain the consciousness from her team. In a matter of seconds Moon had been reduced from six Pokemon to one. Rowlet fluttered before her. The Tapu's intent focused upon her. She knew what it desired.

What else could she do?

Moon moved. She'd memorised the pose as soon as she'd seen it, practised it in quiet moments after, when alone in the rooms she was given at Pokemon Centers to spend the night. The Z-Move, she knew it. And as she moved she felt it.

The Z-Aura surging around her.

Cold wind blowing on Moon's face forced open her eyes, dispelling the dreamlike memories as she looked down and saw Alola unfurling out beneath her, seated atop the back of a giant bird Pokemon. Seated behind her was Kukui, guiding the Braviary, flying the two out over the mountains of Melemele's north. Moon shivered in the air and moved to rub her arms, drawing Kukui's notice that the young girl was awake.

Hmm.

Kukui had been quick with his explanation at the Pokemon Center set just across from the Trial Site Verdant Cavern. He, Kahili, and Lillie had been staying in Wai'oli Town to the north-east, only to find that morning that Lillie had disappeared from the town entirely. A quick search with Kahili had proved fruitless, and so each had struck further abroad, Kahili heading east, Kukui west. The more time passed, the more Kukui had felt panic at Lillie's disappearance. The Pokemon with her, if it had truly brought her into danger again...

It wasn’t until he’d seen the Pokemon Center that Kukui had realised he’d gone far further west than Lillie possibly could. Began to turn his Braviary back until he paused, wondering if, just maybe, the timing was right.

Ilima knew the mountain ranges as well as anyone could: if Lillie were lost within them, he would be one of the best people to send out in search. Finding him at the Center, with Moon in tow, was a stroke of luck, yet somehow unsurprising. Kukui shook his head as he moved to their sides.

There were plenty of surprises still to be had.

Moon had wanted to leave immediately. To do everything she could to find Lillie. But before Kukui could leave Ilima had hauled him aside. And told him everything.

Kukui still felt himself shiver imagining it now.

Yet Moon was seated before him, holding on tight to the Valiant Pokemon as it carried them over the mountains, and Kukui could do nothing but acknowledge that. The first time he'd ever used a Z-Move he'd been out cold within an hour and slept until the next morning. Moon, she'd slept perhaps an hour, if you could even call that sleep, hanging onto his Braviary as it carried them through the sky. And still she seemed as alert as ever. That wasn't normal.

Nothing about this was normal.

Travel for Kukui and Kahili was an easy thing – Kukui with his Braviary and Kahili with her Toucannon. Hau'oli City, which like all major cities of Alola had ordinance against using one's own Pokemon to travel outside of designated lanes, had kept the two grounded, but once outside of it there proved no issue in setting off atop their Pokemon, touring Melemele Island's numerous townships.

With their successes upon the western coast in assuaging the concerns of those who felt the Pokemon League might sap the spirit of Alola, the two, with Lillie alongside them, had travelled to the northern town of Wai'oli, second largest of Melemele's settlements. Despite that title it was a pale shadow of Hau'oli's size, far more reminiscent of Iki than the City itself. Built into the northern coast of the island, it stretched down from the mountains to the shore, a sprawling collection of buildings and roads along the slopes. The higher paths, cut into the mountains above, were the proving grounds of the Island, playing host to Pokemon and Trainers both.

And, right now, one lost girl needing to be found.

They had a hint. Having asked everyone they saw, Kukui and Kahili had been told a girl resembling Lillie's description had been seen upon the northern paths earlier that morning. But no-one had followed her and no-one had seen the direction she'd gone. Leaving them with only the belief she was somewhere in the area.

Left them with only that to set out upon.

On the back of his flying Pokemon, even with another passenger beside himself, Kukui had no trouble crossing from coast to coast of Melemele within an hour's stretch. His Pokemon had eyesight that could pick up a Caterpie from a mile above, and so he'd been relying upon it to spot any sign of Lillie below.

The complete lack of anything to this point had been what drove him to seek Ilima's help. He didn't know where Lillie could have gone, but the panic was starting to set in. Even now, flying back, Kukui felt the tension in his back. Where could she be...

Another flying Pokemon appeared before them, another passenger on its back. The Braviary and Toucannon circled one another, a mid-air dance, close enough for the two Trainers to call out to each other.

Kahili shook her head.

“I haven't seen her,” her voice, carried by the wind, drew Moon's eyes, whose gaze Kahili caught in return. Kukui had found one girl, but not the one they were searching for. Kahili looked back at him. “I've been asking, but no-one has seen anything.”

“Let's switch sides!” Kukui called back, “I'll take the east of Wai'oli if you can check the west? Maybe head further down the hills towards the coast?”

Kahili nodded, her Pokemon pulling away from Kukui's as it dived to build up momentum. Kukui would guide his Braviary in an easier motion, slower and far less intense.

Not just for Moon's sake, Kukui himself couldn't keep up with the way Kahili Hano flew.

The mountain range along Melemele's eastern side did not rise as high as that on its west, but stretched far further, held far greater reach. The paths specially cut through it, which would take those from Wai'oli all the way to Iki Town, were the most populous, with people travelling along with Pokemon each and every day. This, given Kukui and Kahili had already stopped and quizzed countless people on those paths to no luck, only made things more stressful. In this huge stretch of land, where the majority of people were concentrated together, for Lillie to not have been seen must mean she was somewhere people would not normally go.

And far too much of that land was dangerous for a child like her. Kukui's frown, kept internal so at least Moon wouldn't see it, was one of deep concern.

He wasn't ready to admit they might not find her.

Moon leaned out over the side of the Braviary and pointed.

“Huh- WOAH!” Braviary flapped and leaned to the left, pulling Moon back who had begun slipping off as she'd stretched out. Kukui's arm, wrapped around her waist, pulled her back onto the bird Pokemon, his heart jackhammering through his chest. “Moon! You gotta be careful up here! That's dangerous you could have fallen!” Moon's own heartbeat, which Kukui could feel, was enough to tell him she understood. He needed to bring her down.

It took a lot of experience flying with one's Pokemon to be truly comfortable in the skies above.

“Sorry, sorry,” he apologised as the Pokemon slowly made its way down to the ground below, “I didn't mean to yell you just scared me.” By the time Braviary had settled onto the ground, folding its wings up and running its beak through them to sort out misaligned feathers, Kukui had felt his heart calm enough to breath. That had been terrifying.

He... probably wasn't going to take anyone back up into the air in a hurry after that.

“Look, Moon” the girl had disembarked from the flying Pokemon as soon as it landed, shaking herself as if to dislodge the feeling of flight, “I'm going to head back out to search this area, but how about you take a look around too? Ask if anyone's seen Lillie. Maybe you'll have more luck than we had. Okay?”

She nodded at Kukui's words, turning and heading off down a path. Having her wandering around on her own, especially given they'd already lost one young girl, felt bad to Kukui, but having her up in the sky again like that felt worse. He had to keep searching for Lillie.

He'd just have to trust Moon would be okay.

Braviary, with a grumble and demand for a bit of attention from Kukui first, allowed him to mount it again and took off back into the skies. Time to continue their hunt.

Moon's footfalls were in a singular direction, a single location having caught her eye. Even from high above, the field ringed by mountains and filled with bright yellow colour had drawn her attention. Called to her. And so she walked in the direction she expected it to be, Rotom helping with the map installed inside of its Pokedex habitat.

To Melemele Meadow, Moon made her way.

A prime tourist attraction in seasons where the dense flower fields were at rest, in times of heat such as the present the Meadow of Melemele was too thick with pollen for all but the most determined of visitors. Clouds of yellow hung heavy in the air, disturbed and harvested by the Pokemon that made their lives here, creating a shimmering haze that hid the movement of all within. Moon, passing through an arch of stone to enter the Meadow proper, had only a moment to consider how empty of people such a beautiful location was before her eyes watered and her nose ran profusely.

Struggling with her bag, Moon released a Pokemon and then another, a pair of flying creatures – one the purple Butterfree, the other the boisterous Pikipek. The first, who thrived in such environments, whipped up a breeze, reducing the pollen's density enough for the second to join the efforts. The two to spun around Moon, creating a whirlwind that pushed back the yellow haze. Free now to move, she continued on her way.

It was hard to say her motivation. Rotom-dex questioned it, whether she expected to find Lillie here, but the answer was that she did not know. Only that she felt a call. Something in the air. Only that.

Pokemon in the Meadow, surprised by the human walking through it in a time when there should be none, proved territorial but lacking in strength compared to her. Rotom approved the new captures, though wondered how Moon would handle even more Pokemon to care for. She didn't answer. Pushed further in. And found the wall.

To make one's way through Melemele Meadow in flowering season was not an impossible thing, but for a young trainer it was respectable. Moon stood against the wall at the far side of the Meadow, across from the entrance she had appeared from, as two of her Pokemon maintained the wall of wind shielding her from the air itself. She stepped along the wall, ran a hand along it, and wondered. She was almost sure she could hear something.

But what?

The earth beneath her gave way.

Water runs from the peaks of Melemele’s eastern and western ranges, rivulets forming streams, streams merging into torrents. They flow along the curvature of the land, splitting and mixing, coming together in a grand pool near to the island’s centre. The pool spins, momentum gifted by the water converging from every direction, a constant tidal swirl drilling ever downwards. Carving through the earth.

The immense underground river, combination of the island’s mountainous runoff, flows down to the sea, spilling out from ruptures forced through cliffsides by the sheer pressure of its volume. For as much as these impromptu waterfalls siphon the grand total, the vast majority of the water still finds its way down to one place.

To Kala’e Bay.

Seen most often from cruises around the island, Kala’e Bay is famous for its pristine waters, that which has flowed down from Melemele’s peaks. Life thrives in it, and close to the shores are considered protected regions, forbidden from approach by sea.

Yet there is another way to these shores, these sandy stretches formed aside the grand outpouring of Alola’s greatest and most secretive river. Alongside the underground river are caves, dug out by the water and Pokemon following its route alike. Over the relentless years those caves have expanded, filling out the mountain ranges of Melemele, and become a habitat supporting countless subterranean species.

Dutifully marked out by rangers, secured with warnings about the dangers they pose, these caves still snare the unaware as more entrances open with the passage of time. The flow of water, the movements of Pokemon, create more ways to enter the network that runs, as all things do, down to the sea.

This was the environment into which Moon fell.

Stars... alight... a sight...

The sound, so distant that perhaps she only imagined it, brought Moon back, her eyes snapping open in the darkness. A beam of faint light fell across her, all that could find its way down from the Meadow whose air was still thick with pollen. Then the concerned cries of those who had been with her.

Her Pokemon, her Butterfree and Pikipek, found her and fluttered about her in concern, voicing worry at the fall their Trainer had taken. Rotom arrived after, specifically asking if Moon was okay.

She was, she thought. The fall had been only slight, the earth giving way to a slope she had rolled down to the base. Her skin and clothing were both dirtied, even with the faint light available she could tell that, and the feeling of stinging scratches across her arms and legs caused her to frown. But she stood and reassured the trio who were with her. She was okay.

“Scanning environment, zzt!”

The Rotom-dex set off to explore, the light of its screen just enough for Moon to see its blue glow in the darkness. As it did she continued to reassure her Pokemon, eventually calming them enough to return to their Pokeballs.

She looked up.

The hole that had opened above was at the top of a slope: if she were determined Moon was sure she could make it back to the Meadow. Certainly these caves were not welcoming – they were dark, the air was thick with dampness, and the mixed sounds of flowing water and subterranean Pokemon were all she could hear. Pushing forward, into the earth, would be a terrible idea. There was nothing for her here.

Nothing except...

Oh... sky...

Except the sound of something. Something so distant, so muted by the water and the cries of Pokemon that it would be so easy to believe it was nothing. But she was sure she heard it. A voice? Distant, but rhythmic. Deep in the darkness beyond her.

When the Rotom-dex returned, informed Moon there was a tunnel ahead, it made a noise of surprise when she strode toward it, withdrawing another Pokeball from her bag. The little light the Rotom released would be enough, her Meowth able to use it to guide her. She should turn back. She shouldn't wander into these depths where Pokemon of the deep would lurk. She shouldn't go forward.

But yet...

The clouds... apart...

Confidence she should not have drove her onwards, step after step leading Moon away from the light. Even with the glow from Rotom-dex, even with her Meowth leading the way, still the darkness settled heavy around her, still claustrophobia bore down upon her shoulders. Still she pushed on.

For something was calling to her.

To see... light...

There were times her Meowth gave a warning to still. Others it hissed and chased after Pokemon in the dark, their fleeing cries all Moon would ever know of them. And times still the Scratch Cat Pokemon bounded forward with such speed Moon had to race to keep up with it. But still she followed it, followed the sound, and descended into the earth.

Deeper into the dark.

Moon... wave...

When the tunnel came to an end, expanded into a cavern of such size that the air sapped the warmth from her skin as soon as she stepped into it, Moon paused, the sensation almost overwhelming. Yet the sound, the distant voice, continued, echoing from a distance so far away, barely rising above the sounds of the water and the Pokemon that filled this cavernous network.

Moon rubbed at her arms, breathed a breath that misted unseen in the cold darkness, and kept walking. Further down into the depths.

Time slipped from her perception, Moon's thoughts repeating as she kept moving, step by step, from cavern to tunnel, led by the song deeper still. Rotom attempted to provide light, but even its glow couldn't do more than let her see a foot ahead. The sound of her Meowth gave confidence, but only a little. A part of her still felt she had made a mistake.

But then the song came to her once more.

Oh stars oh night, oh shining sight...

Word for word she heard it, followed shortly after by the crashing sound of waves. Her nose picked up the scent of salt water, and maybe, just maybe, things were a little brighter than before. Maybe there was light.

Moon pushed forward, footsteps faster, still so cold but so driven to continue. Then there was true light, beautiful and searing, pouring in from an exit in the rock ahead. Moon raced to it, the thickness of the water in the air now so much it felt like she was swimming as much as walking. But she pushed onwards to the light. Stumbled for it, as blinding as it was, and burst out into Alola's sun once more.

The great descent complete.

“M-Moon!”

Lillie's voice raised Moon's eyes, though the brightness of the sun meant her vision still swam. Still, she could see a form before her, garbed in white, and held out a hand to it. Felt hands clutch hers. Moon smiled.

Lillie's smile resolved into sight.

“How did you find me?”

As her eyes focused Moon saw Lillie properly, her dress stained with dirt, her face surprisingly clean. The cloth Lillie kept in her bag had seen solid use once she left the tunnels, ensuring there were no signs left of the panic she had been in. Moon's own clothing was dirtied too, her arms and legs similar alongside the scratches. Lillie, seeing them, immediately fussed over her. Moon did her best to assure the girl she was okay.

The sound of music, fingers strumming the strings of a guitar, drew her gaze, Moon spying another seated near the shore. This small beach at the base of the cave she'd exited was mostly sand, yet three were found upon it. Her, Lillie, and this other figure. He turned his head to observe the newcomer, but his hands remained occupied with playing the guitar he held.

Nebby floated above him, cheerfully bobbing in the music's embrace.

“O-oh, uh,” Lillie, spotting Moon's gaze, stepped to the side to indicate the man. “Nebby- I... this morning, before anyone had woken up, I wanted to take it for a walk, because I have to keep it cooped up so much. But then! Then Nebby... ran away from me, and when I chased it we got lost in these caves. I, I thought-”

Lillie's pause, the moment of remembering being lost in the darkness with no idea which way to go, said it all. Moon reached out to her.

“But luckily Mr. Ryuki was singing!” Lillie raised her head again, missing Moon's outstretched hand. “And I found my way down to where he was. Nebby... found him too.”

Moon looked over again at the Nebula Pokemon happily circling the man Lillie had called Ryuki. Catching her gaze, he stood up and stretched. Skin bronzed by the sun, dressed in an outfit of the most vibrant red, decorated with black and gold, Ryuki cut a distinctive figure. His hair formed a wild mane, the spiked-up section red and the overgrown fringe white. Lowering his guitar, he gave a wave to the pair. Lillie waved back.

“Yo there,” there was confidence in his walk, approaching the two, Nebby floating after him and pouting that there was no more music to enjoy, “name's Ryuki Oda, a shining star come to Alola. You little miss Lillie's friend then?”

“Yes!” Lillie nodded with a smile, “This is Moon!”

“Moon, huh,” the man studied her as Moon spent a moment thanking her Meowth for its aid, before returning it to its Pokeball, “you a new Trainer?” Moon nodded, which the man nodded back at her in reply to. Then turned and pointed. “In that case, come check this out.”

Though the beach the three stood upon was small, it was not the only one in sight – another visible just across the way from where a great river flowed out of a cave into the sea. Ryuki indicated that shore, before raising his arm, drawing Moon's eyes upwards, higher and higher, to where the cliff-face ended in a peak.

A dark shape fell from it.

Its plummet was long enough to allow shock to wash over Moon, the height so much as to be dizzying, but when the small creature hit the ground – resulting in a plume of sand being thrown up – all Ryuki did was chuckle. When the sand cleared Moon watched the small creature pull itself out of the beach and turn, trundling off without a care into the grassy fields beyond. She looked up at Ryuki with surprise clear on her face. The man laughed again.

“See Salamence nest in the cliffs up there,” Ryuki pointed upwards again, “and those eggs hatch into little bitty baby Bagon. But Bagon, bless them, they want to fly even with no wings, so they jump off the highest places they can find to try. You see the field down there, there's a whole colony of Bagon living in it. They've gotta recover from the fall before making their way back up to try again.”

Moon stared, fascinated. The wild environments of Alola, where Pokemon lived disconnected from people, entranced her. They were beautiful.

“So then,” Ryuki drew her attention one more time, offering a grin, “What'd'ya say? Think you can tame a Dragon, little lady?”

Moon's nod came so fast the Dragon Tamer couldn't help but bark a laugh, but he acknowledged it all the same. Well, if that was the case... “Hey Serena! Come lend a hand!” His order carried out over the water, soon answered as the sea split and a shape rose up before the pair. The blue serpentine dragon Pokemon, its head crested by small wings, leaned in to Ryuki, who raised and ran a hand over its snout, earning a snort of appreciation. He turned back to Moon.

“Serena here'll carry you over to the other side, then back again when you're ready. Dragon Pokemon are something else, little'un, so make sure you don't underestimate them, okay?” Moon nodded again. Ryuki patted the Dragonair's head.

And saw the girl out over the water.

“Uhm...” in Moon's absence, Lillie stepped up to where she had just been, as Ryuki once more sat down and plucked at his guitar's strings, Nebby expressing delight at the sound finally continuing, “Mr. Ryuki, is that... okay?”

Even as he played, Ryuki spoke. Kept his eyes forward across the water as Moon made landfall opposite. As she moved into the grass.

“There's a saying,” his tune was light-hearted, energetic and upbeat, “that strong Trainers can recognise one another. It's true, of course, we can tell. So it's something else, seeing a kid like that, and feeling like she's as tough as they come.” Fingers danced over strings, frets and chords. “Hey little miss Lillie,” Ryuki turned his gaze upwards, “Just who is that girl?”

Lillie paused. That question, it was direct, but she didn't have an answer to it. She didn't know, really. The only answer she had wasn't the answer Ryuki was looking for. But it was the only one she could give.

“She's my friend.”

Even if it wasn't the answer he was looking for, it seemed to please Ryuki enough for the smile he gave. He played a faster tune, Nebby floating around him enthralled by it.

“Came to Alola for this League they're making,” the man continued after a moment, “I can feel it calling to me, pulling on my blood. Alola's where I'll shine brightest, that's what it's telling me. That girl...” he grinned, “I'll see her on the final stage too, I can tell.”

There was very little Lillie could say in response to that. She reached up and wrapped her hands around Nebby, drawing the Pokemon close to her chest and sitting down as well. Waiting for Moon to return.

Song surrounded them for a little longer.

Then stopped.

“So that Pokemon,” Ryuki's eyes on Lillie showed interest, which Lillie immediately feared. Having Nebby being seen... what had she been thinking going on that walk this morning? Wanting to look after it, did she even know how? She didn't! She couldn't be someone who could care for Pokemon like a trainer could. She just couldn't. “It's yours, right?”

“Oh, n-no,” Lillie shook her head, “I'm caring for it but... I'm not a Pokemon Trainer. I can't... I can't look after it the way I should.”

A moment passed. Ryuki huffed out a breath and stood up.

“Y'know,” he began, “how long ago they started making Pokeballs?”

“Oh yes!” Lillie nodded, her reading having covered such. “Aside from the usage of Apricorns originating in the Johto regions, modern Pokeballs came into public use roughly-”

“Alright, alright,” Ryuki interrupted her, raising a hand, “good enough. But tell me, you know how long people and Pokemon have been working together?”

Lillie paused. Forever. Right?

“So the thing is,” Ryuki pointed at Nebby, held in her hands, “having a Pokeball's just a formality. If you're looking after a Pokemon, if that Pokemon's looking after you, you're a team. You can't pretend you're not.” His stare was focused. Behind him, in the sea of Melemele, his Dragonair was returning with a pleased looking Moon clinging to its neck. “So just think about that, okay? Sound good?”

Lillie's nod was one that came out slowly. She wasn't able to look after Nebby. She wasn't its partner. She knew that.

Didn't she?

“Well then!” Spinning around, Ryuki held out his arms, allowing his Dragonair to bury her face into his chest as Moon dismounted, “looks like you're pleased with yourself!” Moon nodded as Ryuki wrapped his arms around the serpentine Pokemon's head, one hand rubbing it earnestly. “So you've caught your first Dragon, congratulations, I knew you had it in you.” Moon looked in interest at Ryuki for the confidence this stranger had given her. He winked. “I could tell. So look after it, raise it well, and you'll have an incredibly powerful partner. Sound good?”

Moon nodded at that.

It sure did.

“In that case,” slinging his guitar over his shoulder, Ryuki withdrew an ornate looking Pokeball and returned his Dragonair to it, trading it for another, “How about I get you kids back up top? I can drop you at Wai'oli if you like?”

“Oh!” Lillie nodded enthusiastically, “Yes please, Mr. Ryuki. That would be wonderful!”

“Alright then,” opening the Pokeball up, Ryuki released another serpentine Dragon, this one of aqua-green scales and fluffy white fur, “hop on!”

Clutching Nebby still, Lillie accepted Moon's help to board the Pokemon before Moon herself clambered onto it. Ryuki stepped onto its head as it bowed to him, lifting him up to stand with arms crossed atop it. “Dazzle!” He gave the command, “Move out!”

And the Pokemon lifted into the skies above.

The sight of a Drampa, soaring through the sky, was notable and visible enough at a distance that as soon as Kukui and Kahili saw it they moved to approach – even if it was their Pokemon to first spot the object of their search atop it. Each flew in, intent on asking whoever the Trainer of the Dragon Pokemon was for aid, before getting close enough to see Moon, with Lillie clutching her waist, sitting on its back.

It was their experience in having flown so many times upon their partners before that prevented either from slipping off at the shock.

So the flight went, the giant Dragon making its way through the sky, flanked by a Braviary and Toucannon both. The sight of the trio of Pokemon arriving in Wai'oli drew immediate attention, seeing Professor Kukui and the famous Kahili Hano descend from the skies above. The third Trainer, a man dressed in red, was an unknown, but the presence of the Drampa at his side, before he returned it to the Luxury Ball he kept it in, said enough. This man was a significant power indeed.

“Lillie! Moon!” Kukui raced over to the pair, who'd dismounted just before Ryuki returned his Pokemon to its ball, “Lillie where did you get off to, you disappeared and we couldn't find you I was freaking out are you okay? Is everything fine are you-”

“I'm fine!” Lillie was holding her bag to her chest, Nebby returned to it, ensuring the Pokemon would be making no more escapes. “Nebby... got away from me this morning, and I was caught up trying to find it. Thankfully Mr. Ryuki helped me out, and then Moon found us after!”

Kukui leaned back from Lillie, at least somewhat convinced now she was fine, though the amount of dirt on both her and Moon would lead to questions later. He turned his eyes on this 'Mr. Ryuki'. A Dragon specialist? Felt like it. Felt strong, if nothing else. Kukui extended a hand.

“Thank you very much for looking after Lillie. We were all worried about her so it's good to know she was in safe hands.”

“That's no problem, Prof,” Ryuki, able to recognise Kukui, accepted the shake of his hand. “If you wanna thank me, keep working hard on that Pokemon League of yours. After all, a bright star needs a good height to shine from, y'know?”

Kukui blinked. Huh?

“So I'm heading off,” Ryuki turned and waved, pointing north to the road leading down to the coast, “plenty more dragons around Alola to go see. Hey little miss Moon,” pausing for a moment, Ryuki looked back at her, “take good care of that one, I wanna see it nice and strong at the League, okay?”

Moon nodded as Kukui and Kahili both looked between her and the Dragon Tamer. Ryuki just waved and kept on walking.

Carried away by the breeze just like his song.

To follow the sound of the Dragons, awaiting his claim.

To follow the voice, still calling his name.

Chapter Text

Hau had arrived in Wai'oli Town the night before, tired to the max. He'd barely greeted the Professor, Kahili, and Lillie, before eating a huge heaping of food and then collapsing into bed. Travelling to Verdant Cavern on Tauros-back, defeating the Totem Pokemon to complete his Trial, and then pushing on to the town in the north had run the boy dry, and he slept so soundly that night he completely missed all the excitement of the following morning.

Instead Hau had taken it easy, training with his Pokemon as he awaited Moon's arrival. She'd have completed her Trial by now, Hau was sure of it, and he couldn't wait to share stories of their Totem battles. Then have their first Pokemon Battle since the night of the festival. Though he might not have his Z-Ring yet, Hau was still ready to go all-out no matter what. He was positive Moon would feel the same.

He was really looking forward to it.

Instead to his surprise that afternoon, waiting by the western entrance of Wai'oli, Hau did not see Moon approach from the west but from above, she and Lillie both flown into town atop the back of a huge dragon Pokemon. The shock lasted only a few moments before Hau raced off, arriving at the landing place of the pair, along with Kukui and Kahili on their own flying Pokemon, just after the Dragon Tamer Ryuki took his leave.

Hau immediately raced into the middle of the group.

“Hey! Hey! Moon! Lillie! What was with the big dragon? Where were you? Moon how'd your Trial go? Wait how come you're both so dirty, what happened?” The rapid-fire questions, in his usual Hau volume, only slowed down when Hau noticed how Moon was standing close enough for Lillie to lean upon her. His tone found concern. “Are you okay?”

“I'd like to know that myself,” Kukui shook his head, “but first how about we get you two somewhere you can clean up. And Moon, we should check those scratches, since you've got dirt on them as well.”

Moon nodded to this, Hau's peppering of questions answered by her and Lillie as Kukui led them all to the inn they would be staying at. Listening in as they escorted the three children – although Kukui spent a moment sending Ilima a message that Lillie had been found and all was well – Kukui and Kahili quickly picked up on the basics: that Cosmog had disappeared into the caves and Lillie had chased after it, which Kukui would have to do his extreme best to stress how dangerous a decision that had been; and how Moon had fallen into a hole in Melemele Meadow and gone into those caves as well.

The fissures leading into the cave systems of Melemele's north were usually off the beaten path – having one appear inside Melemele Meadow was extremely concerning to Kukui. He'd have to contact the Pokemon Rangers' Association to notify them of that before the day was out.

From there the girls' stories were the same: they'd wandered the tunnels and heard a song echoing through it, following it all the way to Kala'e Bay itself. Hau made noises about how lucky it was they'd found their way, while Kukui and Kahili, who understood the dangers of the underground far better, struggled to keep their hearts beating against the possibilities. Those girls would run them ragged.

The afternoon continued on quietly. Once Moon and Lillie were able to clean themselves up and change into clothing that wasn't dirt-covered, Kukui ordered quite sternly no more adventures for the day. Yes, Hau, that included Pokemon Battles, Moon needs to rest. She wasn't the type to show it, but Moon not complaining about the command said it more than clearly enough. They were all to take it easy. Professor's orders. So the three sat together and talked and let their Pokemon run about and that was enough. Kukui didn't miss the new members of Moon's team.

Ilima arrived in town shortly after.

Overseeing the trio of children kept Kukui, Kahili, and the Captain busy enough, spending what time they could discussing the dangers of the underground now that it was breaching in more travelled locations. As Captain of Melemele Ilima felt a measure of responsibility to this, though Kukui and Kahili both insisted managing such a thing wasn't possible for anyone. Still, it was difficult for his mood to lift as the three of them remained all too keenly aware how close today had come to disaster.

Had it not been for Dragon Tamer Ryuki, well... none of them felt like saying it.

Evening came and Moon and Lillie went to bed early. Hau stayed up longer with his Pokemon, but didn't need the supervision. Left room for Ilima, Kahili, and Kukui to settle in a room outside of earshot. To set up a screen and dial the Kahuna into the conversation.

To go over the events of the day.

“Tapu Koko challenged Moon.”

Ilima, saying it in plain words, brought silence immediately following the first round of greetings. Kahili, staring with wide eyes, and Hala, face visible through the screen he was on, both looked from Ilima to Kukui. Kukui shrugged.

“I wasn't there, but Captain Ilima and Moon both confirmed it. Tapu Koko chased off the Totem Pokemon and gave Moon the Normalium-Z so it could fight her.”

“Wait-” Kahili, fast of thought, immediately realised what was wrong here. “Are you saying that Moon used a Z-Move during her Trial?”

“Yes,” Ilima's nod drove the chill in the air deeper, “I witnessed it myself. She copied the pose I used when showing her a Z-Move in Hau'oli City, and performed a fully-powered attack against Tapu Koko. It was brushed aside easily, but nonetheless it was her first Z-Move. This morning. Before everything else.”

Kahili shook her head. Then shook it again. Held a hand to her forehead and scrunched her eyes shut. Even when Kukui had explained to her Moon had six Pokemon, insisted it was real, still the trainer had difficulty parsing it. That was one of the troubles of being at the peak, surrounded by the best of the best. You came to believe in the normal operation of limits.

The impossibilities at the edges always blindsided you.

“So you're. Telling me.” Kahili was slow to say it, but the others gave her the room to speak, to work through her thoughts. “That this girl, this Moon, has six Pokemon, has been directly approached by Tapu Koko twice, performed her first Z-Move this morning in a battle against Tapu Koko, and then went on to spend the rest of the day wandering tunnels and catching a Dragon, a Dragon-type Pokemon, Kukui, and still stayed awake until night fell. That's what you're saying? That's what we're looking at?”

When she looked up at the group she really seemed like she wanted someone to tell her everything she'd seen that day had been her imagination. Kukui sighed and shook his head.

“That's the truth, Kahili.”

Defeated she sunk into her seat.

Silence held a little longer.

“You had a Dragon young too, didn't you, Kukui?” Hala's voice, coming from the screen set up for him to join the conversation, drew a nod from the Professor.

“Yeah,” Kukui smiled at the memory, “I had a Jangmo-o in the middle of my teens. Rowdy girl. When she evolved I couldn't keep up with her anymore, had to pass her on to one of the Dragon Tamers on Ula'ula.”

“How does having a Bagon at eleven compare?” Ilima had the least experience of the four in the conversation, having never caught a Dragon-type Pokemon himself. He knew they were considered legendarily difficult to raise, but without experiencing it himself couldn't truly understand the demand Moon should feel. Kukui turned to him.

“I mean, she's been a trainer for two weeks,” Kukui shrugged, “at this point is it even a surprise?”

“Yes!” Kahili, recovered enough, returned herself to the conversation. “Yes it is! You can't just say 'well this is happening' to all of this, this is so out of the ordinary that we have to question all of it! Why is she able to maintain six Bonds? Why is she able to keep a Dragon, who take significant power all on their own? Why can she perform a Z-Move and keep going like it was nothing? None of that is natural, Kukui, we can't hand-wave that away by grouping it all together and saying 'oh well that's just Moon'. We can't!”

Her outburst did push Kukui back, who seemed embarrassed at being scolded so. Hala shook his head.

“It is our responsibility to care for the Trainers of Alola, Moon included. It may be that we do not truly understand how to properly care for her, given her... situation... but nonetheless we must try. We should not treat her in a fearful manner, but neither should we ignore her clear abilities. Either extreme would be irresponsible of us.”

Hala calling Kukui irresponsible for just accepting Moon as she was, combined with Kahili's words prior, kept him quiet, but Kahili herself felt momentary shame. Hala had described treating Moon in a fearful manner. Was that what she had been doing? Probably. It was scary. Kahili shook her head. She'd be better.

She'd returned to Alola to make things better for its Trainers, after all.

“The Grand Trial is next,” Hala spoke again after a moment of silence, contemplation rife among the group as to the best way to move forward. “Both my grandson Hau and young Moon will be determined to battle me and move on to Akala's Trials, no doubt as soon as possible. I've spoken to Akala's Kahuna already, but I suppose a follow-up call given this new information is required. Ahh, these young children, keeping me ever busy. I'll never grow old as long as I live like this, isn't that right Kukui?”

Hala's boisterous laugh at the statement did bring smiles back to the group, who all agreed that even if Hala did grow old he'd never be old. He scolded the younglings for talking to him like that.

All smiles.

The night passed on to another day.

“Alright!” After an eventful breakfast – not only Moon and Hau's Pokemon eating along with Nebby, but also Ilima, Kukui and Kahili's – Hau announced himself, stood up and stretched. “Moon!” Immediately Moon looked at Hau ready, knowing what was on his mind. The same was on hers. “Let's have a Pokemon Battle!”

So the group found themselves outside, claiming a battling field in Wai'oli. Kukui took referee, while Kahili and Ilima oversaw, the second slightly disappointed it was not him battling Moon. He'd still not had the opportunity.

But soon, right?

“Alright!” Kukui raised his arms, Hau and Moon standing in position, “Are there any requests for rules for this match?”

“None!” Hau spoke quickly, cutting off anything Moon might have been about to say. “All-out free-for-all last-one-standing-wins!” Kukui looked at Hau with a smile at that, well enthused by his declaration, and repeated as such. There would be no limits on Pokemon used in this battle.

“And... begin!”

Moon led with her Meowth, facing off against Hau's Pichu. Ilima whispered to Kahili about its quick growth.

Baby Pokemon were like that – drawing more energy through their Bonds than usual for a Pokemon of their strength. In return, however, they evolved quickly, provided they were properly cared for. The stronger form would then draw less energy, making such Pokemon ideal firsts for new Trainers, providing they could take the initial demand.

Hau had kept the Pichu for ten days so far, which of course was still a small amount of time – at least two months the average for a baby Pokemon's evolution under the care of a Trainer. But it was obvious the energy he put out was far above that average, and those watching wondered if it would even be a month before the Pokemon evolved. Moon may be impossible, but Hau was something else too. They were both incredible young Trainers.

Moon's Meowth was headstrong when it came to following orders, but powerful all on its own. Moon directed it well, though still had to correct for times when the Pokemon did not follow her command. But against Hau those little moments added up, and the electricity in his Tiny Mouse Pokemon continued to sap away at the Scratch Cat.

In the end it was Meowth to fall first, the constant electrical bursts whittling down its stamina. Hau shouted encouragement to his Pokemon, which perked up at the sound, as Moon prepared her second. In a burst of red energy Rowlet manifested, fluttering above the field. The second battle.

It did not last long. Exhausted by its previous battle, Pichu proved unable to match Rowlet's significant speed, an advantage Moon's Pokemon had maintained in almost every battle so far. A jolt of electricity did hit the Grass Quill Pokemon, seeming to stun it for a moment, but it wasn't enough to stop Rowlet bowling over the electric mouse with a single direct hit. Hau grinned at Moon, retrieving one Pokemon and unleashing the next.

Popplio barked with enthusiasm as the two starters clashed again.

To different results.

Rowlet's strongest advantage was its speed, a factor Hau and Popplio had trained to overcome. Combined with the lingering effects of the electricity it had been touched by before, the jets of water Popplio used to manoeuvre proved too fast for the Grass Quill Pokemon to match. It was a battle of attrition, Popplio evading and weakening Rowlet through constant tackles thanks to its new speed. Moon varied her tactics in an attempt to recover, found an advantage through Rowlet's flight, however the elemental match-up failed to outweigh the now superior speed of the Sea Lion Pokemon.

One final strong hit laid Rowlet on the ground, unable to rise again.

This defeat marked for Moon a very clear sign she had a world of improvement to go. Hau had outpaced her, and she smiled at him, raising a hand to Kukui. A good match. Hau interrupted.

“Hey Moon!” She looked at him in surprise, his tone clearly displeased. “We're not done!”

They should be. In a match of two Pokemon – and Moon knew Hau had only two – he had won. The battle should be over.

Lillie, watching the match, the conflict stressful but her determination to oversee Hau and Moon more powerful, felt herself shocked. She'd never seen Hau look mad before.

“It's an all-out free-for-all last-one-standing-wins battle!” Seeing Hau's expression, Moon felt pained. She didn't like seeing him upset. “That means we keep battling with our Pokemon until one of us has none left! That's the rules!”

But Hau had won in a fair fight, he beat her two with his, it shouldn't be more than-

“Fair is going all out!” His yell actually made Moon take a step back, seeing Hau staring her down. “If you're going to hold back then there's no point in us battling! Come on, Moon! If you don't do your best then... doesn't that mean you don't respect me?”

Kukui had heard these arguments before. Trainers who grew up as friends, who found different limits, clashing about how to interpret those limits and compare themselves. Sometimes friendships even fell apart due to the limitations some people discovered. He knew that as well as any other. He said nothing.

Moon stared. She'd fought so many battles on the road to Verdant Cavern with two Pokemon alone. Accepted victories and defeats alike. Because that, she believed, was fair.

But was it? Was it fair to them? Was it fair to her?

If being fair was not holding back then...

Hau grinned, seeing Moon raising her next Pokeball. Good. That conversation last night – the sound of his grandfather's voice in the distance drawing him to overhear – had left Hau with far more to think about than he liked. His head was still heavy with rocks to figure out. But this, this was good.

Going all out was good.

Moon's third Pokemon was a Pikipek – a Pokemon Kahili could tell was approaching its evolution already. She was a Flying-type expert, and knew how to read those Pokemon well, so with absolute confidence she noted that down. That was not the norm. Of course it wasn't.

She really needed to think over how she was going to approach this.

Moon moved her arms. Ilima, responsible for teaching her the pose, held back his breath, watching as the Z-Aura burst into life around her. It was always beautiful to see, that power, but somehow around Moon it was different. Like for a moment what he saw within the light wasn't Moon. Wasn't anything he could understand. A gaze into something else.

Something other.

Then the aura flowed and the Pikipek shone brilliantly, a phoenix wreathed in power far more than the bird it had been before. Hau ordered Popplio to maintain its speed, to dodge the attack, but a Z-Move, especially for young Trainers, was often how battles came to an end. So it was true for this fight – despite Popplio's speed it did not dodge the blow, the full-force tackle from Pikipek ramming into it and sending it flying.

Hau jumped, intercepted the Pokemon, and landed on his feet, the power behind it far less than what Tapu Koko had used to throw Rowlet back the day before.

Moon lowered her arms as Hau returned his Popplio to its ball. Kukui raised a hand.

“The winner is: Moon!”

For as much as they were friends, and it was quite clear they were, Moon and Hau's argument wasn't settled by that at all.

It was strange, to hear Trainers so young go over the discussion usually reserved for one's late teens, or even beyond. Moon continued to insist, not wavering for a second, that Hau besting two of her Pokemon – including her strongest – with his two made him the better Trainer. Hau retorted that Moon beating him meant she was. Neither seemed willing to budge, and Lillie proved unable to convince either to give ground, unsure herself on what position she would take.

Kahili shook her head. “If they grow that fast they really will make it to the opening of the League.”

“That's the plan,” Kukui smiled, earning a beleaguered stare from the Trainer. “What? Do you really think they won't?”

“I don't know how I feel about the potential of battling them there.”

“Maybe they'll beat you.”

Kahili paused in silence after Kukui's jape. Maybe they would...

“I imagine Moon would put up a notable battle to even my less beginner-friendly Pokemon,” Ilima chimed in, still with the group. He'd return with them via Iki Town, and make sure he heard the Kahuna's plans for the Grand Trials to come. He absolutely had to watch over those, after all. “Alas every time I've caught her she's been preoccupied. I've yet to get the chance to battle her myself.”

Kukui laughed at that, Ilima's intense desire to battle every strong Trainer he could well known. “Maybe you'll be stuck waiting until the Pokemon League,” he grinned. Ilima looked at him with an almost pained expression.

“Please do not joke about such things.”

Lunch eaten, in the time after the battle, gave Kahili room to study. Moon's Pikipek was close to its evolution, but her other Flying-types were to be noted as well. Rowlet was far closer than it should be. Despite Hau's starter proving stronger, Moon's was the one already showing the initial signs of evolution – fluffed feathers, a more vigorous appetite, and slightly deeper coos. Evolution was a natural feature of Pokemon, accelerated by Trainer's Bonds providing those Pokemon with an extra source of energy. It seemed Moon was able to make a significant – even for an adult – amount of energy available for her Pokemon.

That wasn't right.

That wasn't even the only part of this that was shocking. Moon had a Butterfree – and Kahili had confirmed with the Rotom-dex Moon carried that it was evolved from a Caterpie. Bug Pokemon evolved quickly, making them another favoured starter for new Trainers, but this was still far too fast. It wasn't even the question of how Moon had given it enough experience – it was of how she had given it enough power. Trainer's Bonds were demanding. Kahili knew that as well as anyone possibly could.

And then there was the Bagon. Kahili had raised Dragon-types before, though found that maintaining them significantly lowered the number of Pokemon she could keep. They were a type that took an almost obscene amount of power, even for the smallest. Of course those demands scaled by their evolution, but a newly forged Trainer shouldn't be able to tolerate even a young dragon.

Forget struggling, Moon should be catatonic.

Yet she sat there with the others, talking about her journey, scolding the stubborn dragon for pushing others out of the way of their food, without any sign of tiredness. She'd used a Z-Move too. For a moment Kahili had almost forgotten that.

Did... did she truly have no limits?

“Well!” When lunch completed Kukui took the lead once more, drawing the attention of all present. “I think it's time we moved on to Iki Town. Kahili and I have done well with Wai'oli, and I'd like to oversee your Grand Trials as much as anyone.” Moon and Hau stood together, their argument mostly over, though neither had agreed to the other's position. “How about we rent some Ride Pokemon and follow the eastern trail? It'll take a little longer, but be easier for us all than using our flying Pokemon, yeah!”

Mostly Kukui just really didn't want to go back in the air with anyone else after Moon had almost fallen the day before. He could feel his heartbeat accelerating just remembering that.

Luckily everyone was agreeable, and a collection of Tauros were available to take upon the trail. Lillie rode with Kahili, Kukui and Ilima on their own, with Moon and Hau leading ahead, mostly racing one another. Those two were competitive, always pushing the other further, Kukui observed. That was good. They'd do one another good.

Given Moon, given Hau, they were probably the only two in the world best suited to helping one another grow. It was truly good.

So the afternoon wore on, the ride from Wai'oli Town to Iki proving as beautiful as ever, the orange light of Alola stretching over the mountains and ocean below. There was peace in this moment, travelling together, and each of those upon the trip savoured it. Kept the memory in their hearts.

A Ride-Pokemon Station near to the end of the trail from Wai'oli to Iki accepted the five Tauros, thanked the group for their patronage and wished them well – if they ever wanted to ride around Melemele again, be sure to seek them out! From there it was only a short walk further, mostly down-hill, before the gates of Iki Town were in view once more.

Hau raced towards them.

“Ho there!” The voice of Kahuna Hala reached the group before the sight of him did, the man as ever robed in his yellow coat. With a cheerful stride he emerged from the gates, swinging an arm around to collect Hau and hold him tight as greeting. Hau struggled, but it was playful, used to the interaction. Hala chuckled as the others approached.

“Welcome back to Iki Town, young Moon,” he addressed Moon specifically, before letting his grandson go. Hau bounded back to stand by Moon. “And my congratulations to the both of you for passing your first Trial. At this point, prior to my Grand Trial, I would present each challenger with a Z-Ring, and advise them to prepare a Z-Move to display in battle. However, given you already have one...”

The wave of Hala's arm turned Hau's attention, along with everyone else's, to Moon just long enough for the Kahuna to fetch a white ring from his sleeve, “I need only give one to my grandson!”

Hau jumped in surprise, caught off-guard by the theatrics, before his face widened into a classic Hau grin. Hala smiled as he pushed the ring into his grandson's hands, watching as Hau quickly fastened it to his wrist.

This was a sight that would make the boy's parents proud, for sure.

“Now then,” Hala continued on, his voice ever the mix of joviality and gravel, “the Grand Trial of Melemele Island is a battle against me, Kahuna Hala, to ensure you two Trainers are ready to continue on. I will not go easy on either of you, so I advise the two of you to train yourselves and prepare. You may battle me when you are ready, but I will not accept a challenge for at least three days. I hope you understand.”

Moon and Hau nodded, before the second turned to the first with a grin.

“So Moon,” he held up a hand, fist closed, “want to figure out which of us gets to go first?”

Having lost the last match Moon very much did, and raised her hand again. She was sure this time she'd get him. After all, he'd never see it coming.

So did her paper fall to Hau's scissors once again, Moon continuing to be shocked by the boy's talent for the art. Hala laughed at the pair, the others gathered behind them smiling too.

“In that case,” Ilima waved goodbye, “I will return to Hau'oli and be here in three days time to see your Grand Trial. Hau, if you wish to train, you need only seek me out. I will always be ready to help the Trainers of Alola improve.”

“Got it!” Hau nodded, “I'll do my best!”

With that the Captain departed, leaving six behind. Hau turned to Moon.

“Hey Moon, let's hang out more tomorrow to train! I'm gonna head back home now though, have a good night!”

Hala turned, just so, as Hau walked to his side. The young boy had only been out on his Pokemon Journey for a short while, but already he seemed a little matured. Hah, this old man was getting emotional. He looked back to Moon. “Your Grand Trial may begin any day after Hau's, please notify me when you are ready.” Moon nodded. Good. That was good. Bidding the group goodnight, Hala followed after Hau into Iki.

He'd need to prepare his darnedest to give these two the best Grand Trial he could.

“Looks like we're heading back,” Kukui grinned at Moon, who nodded up at him. She and Lillie walked together along the way back, Kukui and Kahili discussing flying across Melemele over the next few days to cover any last questions from the townships before the Grand Trials. They'd be moving to Akala along with Hau and Moon, Kukui insisted. Kahili nodded to that.

“Moon, I-” Moon turned to Lillie when she spoke, the two side-by-side behind the adults. Much like the last time they had walked home from Iki together. It already felt so long ago. “Thank you. For everything. These two weeks have been... happy. Thank you.”

Moon smiled at Lillie. She smiled back.

“When you complete your Grand Trial, when you go to the next Island, I'll go too. Not just to help Professor Kukui and Ms. Kahili, but also... for Nebby.” Moon's eyes lowered to the bag Lillie always carried. It shook slightly. “Nebby... comes from far away... and I want to help it get home. It saved me, once. I want to save it too.”

Moon nodded. Placed a hand against the bag and felt the form in it lean into her touch. Lillie saw that too. Perhaps Moon would be a far better carer for Nebby. Moon could do anything. She could support Nebby in ways Lillie never could. Maybe.

But something deep inside of her fought back against the thought at letting Nebby go to anyone. Even to Moon. The intensity of that emotion surprised Lillie. She found herself shocked by it.

She and Moon would be walking similar paths. They would be by one another's side. Maybe that was enough.

Maybe it would be.

The group ended at Moon's house – Moon heading up to her door with a wave to them all, Kahili returning to Hau'oli for the night, and Kukui leading Lillie back down to the lab. Moon's return – unannounced how could you! – thrilled Jewellery, who swept up her daughter in a hug that lifted Moon from the ground. She'd only been away for so little a time, but Jewellery had felt it intensely, knowing soon Moon would leave for far longer. These reunions, they were cause enough to celebrate.

Seeing her mother's happiness, Moon promised to stay close to home until her Grand Trial was done.

Oh how wonderful indeed.

Her Pokemon – new, old, and evolved! – were greeted with love by Jewellery and curiosity by her Meowth, the night passing on. The next day would begin Moon's training, as she prepared herself for what needed to be done.

Despite the numbers she possessed, still she felt like she had fallen behind Hau, bested as she had been in their battle before. She needed to be better.

To go any less than all-out would be rude, after all.

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The next morning it rained.

For Jewellery this proved advantageous, allowed her to convince her daughter to take a day easy, to spend the time at home. Of course Moon would need to train, to prepare her team for the Grand Trial ahead – battling the Kahuna, how exciting! – but it was also important to relax now and again. Even if it seemed like she didn't need it.

Jewellery loved her daughter with her whole heart, and would never ever turn her back on her, this was true. But she was not ignorant to the oddity that Moon was, the impossibility of her ability to maintain so many Pokemon without a single sign of strain.

Most of Moon’s team had calmed quickly – the lawless wildness which freshly caught Pokemon had left only in the hard-headed Bagon. That wasn't a Pokemon Jewellery had known off the top of her head, but thankfully the delightful Rotom-dex had been more than willing to elucidate.

Oh, ha-ha, of course her daughter had caught a Dragon.

...Huh?

Moon told stories of her adventure so far and when it came to the tunnels she'd fallen into, the dark caverns she'd traversed following a song in the distance, Jewellery had been forced to excuse herself for a moment to make a quick call to the Professor.

Kukui, please tell me the situation Moon described isn't quite as horrifying as it sound- oh no? It was far worse and my daughter almost disappeared into a labyrinth beneath the earth? That's fine. No, I'm fine. Fine. Would you and Lillie perhaps like to stop by for dinner tonight? No I simply insist.

We all have a lot to talk about.

Back to the Dragon-type. Jewellery had not raised one herself, no specific bias to her abilities as a Trainer flavouring her team. She'd done well, some might argue very well, and completed her Pokemon Journey close to the end of her teens. The next Pokemon League Tournament in Kanto came just after her twentieth birthday and she entered, eliminated in the first round, and found herself satisfied with that. Cared for her Pokemon but they, raised to be fighters, proved too restless for the more grounded life she chose after.

A picture on her mantle, she and the four Pokemon she'd raised, often drew wistful looks. She hoped each was doing well with the Trainers they’d gone on to.

Meowth settled in her lap.

Moon! Right.

In spite of the past two weeks of adventure, capturing new Pokemon, battling Trainers, being lost in a subterranean cave system that perhaps might have never let her free – okay calm down Jewellery, calm down – in spite of all of those things Moon seemed fine. Chipper even! Like she was as happy as she'd ever been.

As much as a part of her celebrated that bringing Moon here to Alola seemed to have done her well, Jewellery also couldn't help but feel a twinge seeing the joy her daughter had found beyond their home. When Moon completed her Grand Trial she'd be heading to Akala Island, the next over from Melemele.

For most Trainers, their Pokemon Journeys would go far slower. They'd spend time exploring their region before heading back home, working on building their Bonds and teamwork with their Pokemon, improving their ability to sustain their partners before heading out and pushing further, finding new challenges to overcome. A back and forth that lasted until they were done.

But Moon would not do the same, Jewellery could see it just looking at her. There would be no steps backwards for Moon, no retreat from her constant forward march. She would push onwards constantly, meeting goal after goal. Her Pokemon Journey would last far shorter than most.

But she would be away for all of it and Jewellery found herself saddened by that all the same.

Such bitter-sweet feelings parenthood brings, watching the growth of one's child.

She'd just need to do her best to make what memories she could now!

The two spent the next day together as well. Although the rain had settled over the city, lightly misting its buildings as the day wore on, still Jewellery and Moon enjoyed its paths and its attractions. A chance encounter with Hau, in training with the Island's Captain Ilima, saw the group enjoying lunch together, the process of Ilima's invitation for Moon to join he and Hau for training interrupted by a shake of Jewellery's head. One more day, please.

The Captain wisely chose not to argue.

On the third day Jewellery taught her daughter everything she knew. She'd spent her years raising Pokemon to battle, bested Trainers who held numbers and power that surpassed her own, and stood on the stage of the League for a moment. Moon knew this, but had never before seen her mother truly battle. So the experience, of Jewellery directing her Meowth and proceeding to best Moon's team, stunned her. How had she never realised?

Jewellery critiqued fairly. Advised Moon on the weaknesses she presented, the ways she could improve her strategy and team. The words she gave, each of them felt like seeing an aspect of her mother Moon had never before known, and Jewellery enjoyed the expressions of surprise she had gained from her daughter. Oh if only Moon could see her commanding her old team, laying waste to her opponents, she would be shocked. Moon nodded, believing her. Jewellery smiled and embraced her daughter warmly.

Moon, you will be amazing. I love you so very much indeed.

Moon hugged her back.

The clouds broke overnight, the sun rising to a clear sky the following morning and, come midday when the light of Alola was at its zenith, Hau, grandson of the Kahuna, undertook his Grand Trial.

The stage in the centre of Iki Town remained, seeing use by the Trainers of the town. That was the way it always was – worn down over the year before being rebuilt for the next Festival of the Tapu. Hala, Kahuna of Melemele, yellow flower-print coat worn over his clothing as ever, stood before Hau.

Hau gave an honest expression, nervous but excited, the fingers of one hand tapping the Z-Ring around the wrist of his other. Moon stood close to the stage, Lillie beside her, each looking up to Hau. Ilima was nearby, while Kahili and Jewellery remained further out in the crowd. Kukui stood on the stage, acting as referee for the battle. Much of the town had gathered here, excited to witness this Grand Trial. To see how Hau, known to all of Iki, had grown.

Excited to watch over the children of Alola's growth.

“Hau!” Hala's voice carried, even in normal speech. The crowd hushed as the leader of the Town and Island both spoke up. “Today you will face your final Trial of Melemele Island, a Pokemon Battle against its Kahuna! A Grand Trial!”

Moon watched Hau. He shifted his stance a little, as if uncomfortable standing still. Lillie, looking over at Hala as he spoke, gasped and tugged at Moon's arm. Moon turned just in time to see the three Pokeballs fly up.

Three Pokemon resolved before Hala, three Moon knew. Machop and Mankey were Kanto natives, Moon had grown up knowing of them, while Makuhita she'd encountered on the path to Verdant Cavern. Fighting-types. Moon internalised that.

“You will be facing these three Pokemon!” Hala's announcement drew murmurs, voices in the crowd acknowledging the Kahuna was not at all going easy on his grandson. “Prepare yourself as best you can!”

Kukui raised his arms.

“This Grand Trial will have no limits in the number of Pokemon used! Upon defeat of all of a Trainer's Pokemon the battle will end! Kahuna Hala, are you ready?” Hala's assertion was loud. The crowd felt in it intent. The Kahuna was going to go all out. “Trainer Hau, are you ready?”

Hau's gulp went unseen by the majority. Those who knew him, those who understood the nerves he felt in facing his grandfather, a man of such intensity it could overwhelm, wished him luck under their breaths and in their hearts. Hau nodded.

“I'm ready!”

Kukui held his hands raised for one moment more.

Then dropped them.

“Then begin!”

Hau led with his Pichu, a Pokemon that immediately drew notice. It was not unusual, or even unexpected for a Trainer undertaking their first Grand Trial to have a second – or even a third – Pokemon, but what mattered here was the timing. Hau had been given his first Pokemon two and a half weeks ago. He had a second already? The fact that he'd beaten his Trial and made it here alone was impressive, but that, he truly was the Kahuna's grandson. What a skilled Trainer of Alola.

He made them proud.

Hau made a substitution quickly.

To Moon it was obvious what was occurring, Hau mirroring the strategy that had allowed him to best her Rowlet in their battle before. Pichu had dodged the attacks of the Machop Hala led with, inflicted an electrical blast, then been called back to allow Popplio to take over the fight. Switching Pokemon was not only a valid, but also essential tactic to best use one's full abilities, and Hau made full use of it here, the electrical aftershocks upon the Machop easily allowing his Popplio to run circles around it. Or water-jet circles, as it were.

When the Sea Lion Pokemon connected its fifth successive strike the Superpower Pokemon collapsed and did not rise again, called back by Hala as the crowd erupted into cheers. Hau was doing so well! As Hala directed his Mankey to step up, Hau swapped Pichu back in. The same strategy again, just like they'd practised.

Hala raised his arms, the red-orange crystal set into his Z-Ring glinting in the sun.

The gasp of the crowd never even made it to Moon's ears, the intensity of the Z-Aura that flared up around the Kahuna drowning out everything else. When Ilima had shown her his Z-Move it had been alluring. When she'd seen the Totem Pokemon it had been beautiful. But Hala's Z-Aura had such raw force, flicking and flaring like fire itself, that it almost stung to look upon. He felt far closer to the Tapu than to Ilima or the Totem.

Moon watched the motions. The thrusts of Hala's arms that built up more and more of the Z-Aura, swelled it up around him, before transferring it into the Pig Monkey Pokemon. It truly was incredible.

She was amazed.

Hau ordered a command. Hoped to inflict something, anything, before the Z-Move reached his Pichu. He'd seen it before. He knew there was no dodging such a thing. And if he used his Z-Move to counter it, the exhaustion would be... Ilima had made sure in their training not to let Hau try his Z-Move until he was ready to rest. The Captain had known Hau wouldn't last long after using it.

If the electricity hit, it could not be seen through the overwhelming wave of force that crashed down upon the Pichu, that left it unconscious in the aftermath of the attack. Hau called back the Pokemon, his smile nervous but remaining. The crowd cheered for him. Shouted encouragements, Moon and Lillie's voices amongst them, as Hau released his Popplio to continue the battle.

Not done yet.

Perhaps by the after-effects of Pichu's electricity, or the exhaustion from the Z-Move – as demanding upon the Pokemon as it was the Trainer – but the battle between the Popplio and Mankey was significantly one-sided. Hala gave directions but Hau matched them, the speed he'd taught Popplio to use – necessary to keep pace with Moon – giving him the edge he needed. Unable to stand the watery assault the Mankey collapsed soon after. Hala called it back with a smile.

The crowd erupted into cheers as the Kahuna ordered the third and final of his Pokemon forward. The final round.

Z-Moves took a demand. They extracted as much power from a Trainer as they could provide to a Pokemon and allowed it to use an attack that took nearly everything it had. Such things could be dangerous, to Trainers and Pokemon both, which was part of why the process of obtaining them was built into the Island Challenge. It was important to teach these Trainers the necessary respect and care to use those abilities. If they didn't understand them then... too much harm could be done.

Kahuna Hala stood tall. He was a man of experience, and one Z-Move was not going to leave him sleeping the rest of the day away. But that did not mean he didn't feel its effects, that there wasn't a slight tug upon him now, insisting that he slow. Being able to overcome that after-effect was a core tenant of one's experience. It allowed them to go on.

Hau had not a shred of that experience. His Z-Move, yet unused, would be the finale. Ilima had taught him that, stressed that a Z-Move was a trump card to be used with a great cost, terrible exhaustion for both Trainer and Pokemon. One cannot use such a thing foolishly, for it will leave yourself open to all manner of reprisal. Use your Z-Move when you know it will count. That was what the Captain had drilled into this young Trainer.

Hau kept his eyes open for that moment even as he gave his orders, direction after direction, to match his grandfather's commands.

Popplio and Makuhita met in combat. The jets of water allowed the Sea Lion Pokemon to slam into its Gutsy opponent, but the sheer bulk of the Fighting-type made it difficult to unsteady, and each time it was struck it counter-attacked with a palm or chop that felt far weightier than the blows Popplio inflicted.

Hau adapted his strategy. Employed distance, bubbles and sprays of water that avoided the close-range threat the Makuhita was. Its arm-thrusts could project, a little way at least, but at a far enough distance – maintained by the water jets Popplio used to move at great speed – Hau's Pokemon remained safe.

Yet tiredness after the battle so far was rampant, and it was all too clear that in direct conflict Popplio would wear out before the Makuhita. Hau watched closely. Moon clenched her fists, sharing the intensity of the battle. The crowd was almost silent.

Makuhita tried to chase after Popplio, the Sea Lion Pokemon coming particularly close after an attack, only to slip on a streak of water left behind.

“Now!”

Hau shone. Bright light, the white crystal in the white ring around his wrist allowing its release, flared around him, mirroring the midday sun. It flowed from Hau, forward into his Popplio, as Hala's grin showed teeth, joy at his grandson's growth all too clear on his face. He gave a directive, for Makuhita to prepare to take the blow, knowing the slower Pokemon would never dodge it. It all came down to the force Hau could maintain, the power his Popplio could bring. The timing that he'd worked so hard to meet.

Popplio surged forward. Struck the Makuhita. And for a brief moment the entire town held its breath.

Then Makuhita lifted, off of the ground, and the full force of the blow threw it across the stage. Crashed it down upon the wood, the Pokemon struggling to rise again. It made it to a knee. To its feet.

Then fell flat upon its face and moved no more. Kukui raised a hand.

“The winner is: Hau!”

And the crowd erupted into cheers that shook the treetops across Iki and beyond.

Hala's words to Hau, as he held his bleary grandson against his chest, were for Hau alone, but Moon saw the smile on the boy's face as he stepped back, shaky on his feet, the adrenaline of victory keeping him against the exhaustion of the energy he'd surrendered to claim it.

The afternoon beyond was a blur. Hala gave a speech to the town, proclaimed Hau's victory, before allowing his grandson to retire to rest. Moon greeted the Kahuna, was instructed to inform him when she was ready, and nodded. The afternoon flowed on and, when evening came, Kukui had Moon join him and Lillie in returning to Iki, greeting a once-more awake and ravenously hungry Hau. The three children sat together and the elders watching over them smiled at the way they spoke – at how Hau seemed to blush under their praise, only to be teased a moment later.

Hau and Moon were both trainers of incredible potential, but they were children too, and no-one failed to appreciate seeing them this way. It was good. This was right.

And each slept well that night indeed.

A long-extinct volcano framed the skyline of the south-eastern corner of Hau'oli City, an industrial sector built around it allowing mining efforts to continue in the mountain's husk. On the east-side of this volcano those efforts went unseen, a pristine and untouched slope leading down from the mountain's peak to the fields of greenery that grew on land rich with volcanic nutrients.

It was beyond those fields that the beach upon which the Alolan Pokemon Laboratory, if the ramshackle shack could be called that, was situated. Kahili breathed in the fresh air of the fields as she walked a path that curved around the mountain, wound its way through the fields. It was good to be outside the city like this. She appreciated it.

Today she intended on meeting with Professor Kukui, discussing the plan for how the two of them would approach Akala. They'd be moving on to that island soon enough, and taking their tour of promotion for the Pokemon League with them. It had been... strenuous, attempting to help those opposed understand that the League was being specifically designed to harm none of Alola's traditions. Kahili had found herself needing breaks after some discussions, she and Kukui taking turns negotiating with the more recalcitrant of those intending to inform the two just what a mess they were making with their plans.

She truly hoped Akala Island would be an easier journey. For them, at least. The two little trainers they were following would only find more challenges. As they should.

As was right.

A voice, and the calls of Pokemon responding to it, drew Kahili's eyes from the path she walked and she stopped, catching sight of a trainer in the distance. The vibrant red of her chicken-combed hat was more than enough to tell Kahili exactly who that was. Moon herself, training for her own Grand Trial. Hmm.

Kahili changed her course and approached the girl.

Captain Ilima, to his own despair, had been required to travel back to Verdant Cavern this day, missing once again his chance to monopolise Moon's attention. He'd been sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that now was his time to battle her, to test her and train her for the Grand Trial ahead. Instead he'd been called away for another's Trial. But he'd be back tomorrow for sure, he insisted. They'd have their chance then.

He was sure of it.

Moon's focus was strong, teaching the new members of her team how to work with her. Having seen Hala's preference in Pokemon the day before she'd adjusted her team for it, the Dark-types Meowth and Zorua unfortunately unwise to bring to the battle. Catches from Melemele Meadow, before Moon had fallen into the caves, proved ideal new team members, but working them into pace with the others of her team was proving difficult.

She was beginning to feel like she might need to go far further afield to properly bring her team into shape.

“You're working hard,” Kahili's voice turned Moon's head just in time to see another giant bird Pokemon sweep by, the Mandibuzz – as Rotom-dex was happy to report the name of – coursing along the flat stone wall of the extinct volcano before landing on a fallen boulder at its base. Kahili tilted her head to the Bone Vulture. “But I can't imagine such an easy-going location is suitable to you.”

Moon nodded, understanding that a Trainer of prestige like Kahili would be able to tell. Kahili pointed with the golf club she carried, turning Moon's attention back to the giant bird. “Perhaps I could help with that.”

It only took a slight clenching of the Pokemon's claws, its grip-strength incredible, to cause the boulder to explode into shards of rock, remnants thrown across the ground as the Pokemon took off once more into the sky. In the wreckage of its action, dust from the shattering clearing away, the shape of a hole resolved. A way into the mountain. Kahili stepped up beside the young girl.

This was the right decision, of that she was sure. “Let's move on... to Ten Carat Hill.”

A Pokemon of far smaller size, the red bird Oricorio danced before Kahili and Moon as they walked, maintaining a flickering orb of flame overhead. With its light the two made their way into the tunnels of Ten Carat Hill, the pathways within far wider and more open than those of the northern underground. Subterranean Pokemon could be seen racing by, jumping off ledges to descend deeper into open caverns the tunnel passed through. A few stopped to investigate the passage of the two humans, pushed back by Moon's Pokemon under Kahili's request.

But this was still just a formality to what lay ahead.

“Ten Carat Hill is an extinct volcano,” Kahili spoke as she walked, Moon listening as she observed the environment they were passing through, “as well as the source of Z-Crystals and Rings.” That got Moon's attention, Kahili turning just so to see the rapt stare locked onto her face. She chuckled. That was a good reaction indeed. “There are a few sites across Alola where Z-Crystals are found in the earth, and the Sparkling Stones that can be made into Z-Rings are mined, but this is the largest. It's likely Tapu Koko pulled the Stone your Ring is made of from here.” Moon placed a hand upon the Z-Ring. Ran her fingers over the slot waiting for a Z-Crystal to be placed within.

“The west-side of the mountain is for mining, while the east is kept preserved. This path leads up to the inner hollow, one of Melemele's most intense proving grounds. Many wild Pokemon come here to test themselves. You'll find yourself well-challenged indeed.”

As the uphill path they walked within the mountain evened out, the light of day emerged from a hole in the tunnel ahead. It would lead out into the inner hollow of Ten Carat Hill, a location Kahili had spent months testing herself against in her youth. It was her favourite location in Melemele, and bringing a new trainer to it felt surprisingly good. Passing on something she had done to another... felt good.

Surrounded by fields of greenery grown within the mountain's hollow, curious Pokemon eyeing off the intruders at a distance, Kahili faced Moon. Time for a lesson. She pointed with the golf-club she carried.

“I've noticed a preference for Flying-types in your team.” Moon had three that Kahili knew of: Rowlet, Pikipek, and Butterfree. “With your Grand Trial approaching, I imagine they'll be the backbone of your battle with Hala.” Moon nodded. That was her intent. “Then I'll lend you a hand. I'm a specialist in Flying-type Pokemon, so I'm more than happy to encourage others to work with them as well. That's why I brought you here, where you'll find some of the harshest challenges Melemele's Pokemon can afford. I imagine that suits you?”

Moon nodded quickly. This was what she'd needed. Kahili smiled as she swung her club into an open hand. “Then go to it. I will observe. Do your best.”

Moon didn't need one word more. She began to train.

Kahili watched as Moon gave it her all. And noted every last one of her presumptions correct. The girl had a sharp mind, excitedly speaking about Pokemon Tournaments she had watched in the past. Half her team were solidly honed – the flying trio having been with her the longest – while the Bagon, as well as the two new members from Melemele Meadow, proved slightly more stubborn. Still, Moon worked hard with them, and began to bring them into line.

One of the most important skills for a Pokemon Trainer was being able to reach the hearts of Pokemon. Kahili watched as Moon did so with ease. She really had everything, didn't she? Sometimes it almost stung to consider. But Kahili was more than mature enough to suppress that initial thought. Moon had a long path ahead of her. Kahili would not begrudge the girl that. No, instead...

Moon turned to watch as Kahili gave an order, as the light inside of Ten Carat Hill faded with the afternoon sun passing overhead. Kahili's Mandibuzz had been released once more, flying up to a fissure in the rock-face above. Kahili turned back to Moon.

“When I trained here,” she raised a hand, a sky-blue crystal held between her fingers, Moon's eyes locked upon it, “I found a Z-Crystal all of my own. Sometimes, though, I think that maybe it found me instead. After all, I am a specialist of the Flying-type.” A shadow cast overhead was her Pokemon descending, quarry clutched in its claws. Kahili widened her stance.

“Look closely, Moon, and remember. This is the pose necessary to use the Flyinium-Z and its Z-Move. This is my Z-Pose!”

Kahuna Hala was notified the next morning that Moon was ready for her Grand Trial. Slightly sooner than he'd expected, but he accepted all the same, and set a time for that evening. The Kahuna had commitments to see to throughout the day, after all.

Ilima's return from Verdant Cavern was to discover, to his great dismay, that Moon was preparing herself for her Grand Trial. Kahili apologised to him for claiming the girl's training, though quite frustratingly refused to even hint at how it had gone. Hau, hearing of the challenge, spent the day bouncing around with his Pokemon, excited to see how Moon would do. Lillie, with Professor Kukui, worked on preparing the boat he kept for travel. They'd be taking off soon, after all.

Jewellery and her daughter ate a light dinner before heading off to Iki Town, the elder so incredibly proud of the younger. So proud indeed.

Moon wore a shirt and dress of flower patterns, orange and white standing out against her dark skin. Her hair remained tied back, a ponytail mirroring the one her mother had once worn on her own journey, and as ever her chicken-combed hat remained squarely upon her head. Moon's love for that hat was unquestionable. She'd never relinquish it without a choice. Jewellery smiled at it as they walked on.

It was time.

There was energy in Iki Town as the moon rose overhead, as the sun’s reflected light settled across the town. It was bright, the moon almost full, and none of the bustle of the day had faded. There was to be another Grand Trial, with the other trainer who had begun at the same time Hau had. Those who'd overseen that battle at the Festival remembered the implication of Moon's second Pokemon. Those with their ears to the ground in terms of rumours, or who had chanced to see her over the past two weeks, suspected more. But those voices didn't stand out amongst the crowd. None knew. Not truly. Not yet.

Moon took the stage. Once more Jewellery, Kahili, and Ilima stood amongst the crowd. This time it was Hau beside Lillie just beyond the wooden platform, cheering for Moon as she stood opposite the Kahuna, Kukui overseeing again.

“Moon!” Once more Hala's voice brought silence, addressing the Trainer before him. “This is your Grand Trial, the means by which your Island Challenge will continue on! By overcoming me, Kahuna Hala, you will advance onwards on your journey! This will be no easy challenge, but face it with head held high as a Trainer of Alola!”

The energetic speech brought raised voices from the crowd just in time to be silenced by the Pokemon Hala released. Huh? Was he for real?

The smaller one Moon had encountered before, lurking in berry piles throughout the roads she'd walked. A Crabrawler. That was fine, she'd beaten wild ones, she was ready to face one stronger.

But the other Pokemon, that one shook her. Even Kukui looked at Hala with a gaze that read clearly 'are you serious?'. Hala smiled. No holding back.

“Hariyama!” Rotom-dex announced the Pokemon's name in the silence that followed, “Arm Thrust Pokemon, evolved form of Makuhita!” Lillie, below the stage, looked at Hau to see the surprise clear on his face. Oh. This was. Oh.

Hala folded his arms. When testing Trainers through a Grand Trial, a Kahuna was tasked not to beat them but to ensure those Trainers were able to surpass their own selves. Hau, his grandson, had struggled with numbers. Faced difficulty rationing his Pokemon's actions to handle a wave of opponents. So Hala had given him three to battle and tasked his grandson to determine how best to overcome them. And he did.

Moon would never be challenged by numbers. No, her struggle was one of power. While Hau raised two Pokemon alone with everything he had, Moon had been swapping between Pokemon, never focusing for too long upon one. Her challenge would be singular pillars of power. So Hala placed those before her.

Now, young Moon, overcome.

Kukui raised his arms.

“Th-this Grand Trial will be an all-out battle between Moon and Kahuna Hala, with no restrictions upon Pokemon used. Upon defeat of all of a Trainer's Pokemon, the battle will end! Kahuna Hala, are you ready?”

Hala stomped a foot down, strengthening his stance. “I am ready!”

“Trainer Moon, are you ready?”

Moon raised a Pokeball. She was ready.

A moment ticked by. Then another. Kukui's eyes lingered on the Hariyama. Hala met his gaze. He looked away. In that case... “Begin!”

Opposing the Crawbrawler, first of Hala's two Pokemon, Moon unleashed one of her own. It had been the first she had ever caught, second-longest of her partners next to the Rowlet she had been gifted, and had grown well. Kahili's assertion had been correct. It had grown well indeed.

The voices of the crowd surged at the Trumbeak, evolved form of Pikipek, now flapping in the air. The first question was whether Moon had caught the Pokemon as is, but the season was still that of hatching, and Trumbeak would be far too hard to find around Melemele at this time. To have such a Pokemon, it would have to be evolved, correct?

How had she gained that? Had it been the second she'd been preparing, those almost three weeks ago? If it had been a Pikipek then, freshly caught as she'd been given her first Pokemon the day before, then...

Then...

...what did it mean?

The Grand Trial began.

Trumbeak's speed was similar to Pikipek's – its increased weight balanced out by the power it had gained through evolution. Moon ordered an attack, had the Pokemon curve around the Crabrawler, but directed it back each time as the Boxing Pokemon turned to face it. She was measuring its speed, gauging its reaction, and cautious about the power it would express. Wise strategy. Whereas Hau had understood Hala's Pokemon enough to choose his attacks instinctively, Moon was required to observe.

And using a close-combat fighter like Trumbeak, despite its type advantage, still posed risk. Fighting Pokemon were dangerous up close. Everyone knew that.

An order. A gust of wind blown up to push its opponent back, before Trumbeak arched overhead, turned in a tight loop to slam into the Crabrawler's back. A strong strategy. Hala smiled as he gave his own direction. Moon had come at him with everything she had.

A rushed “oooh” raced through the crowd at the impact, the heavy claw of the Crabrawler pinning the Trumbeak to the ground. The pincer glowed in the aftermath of the attack, the energy it had struck with significant indeed. Moon stared, stunned, as her Pokemon tried and failed to take back to the sky. It looked weary.

“As a Fighting-type specialist,” Hala's voice carried to her ears, “I have to be prepared for others to attempt to take advantage of my weaknesses. Flying-types are common, young Moon, so my Pokemon were all taught how to smack them down. Do not assume you have the advantage you think you do. Such thoughts are dangerous things indeed.”

Moon gave a new direction. Ordered the Trumbeak to maintain distance, to blow back winds. But rooted to the ground by the powerful attack it had been struck by, weakened by the hit, the Bugle Beak Pokemon failed to keep its distance. Crabrawler powered through and one more strike from a glowing claw brought the Pokemon down again.

It did not rise a second time.

The surge of voices in the crowd was intense, amazed that the Kahuna had already bested one of the challenger's Pokemon. She wasn't ready, some noted, while others wondered if maybe the Kahuna was going harder than he should. Moon called the Pokemon back.

Released another.

Fresh from Melemele Meadow, still slightly surprised it had been caught amongst the heavy storm of pollen at the time, the green Bulb Pokemon Petilil manifested from the light. Hau shook Lillie's shoulder, exclamations at the new Pokemon, while she stared at it, knowing its line, its evolution specifically, well. It took some more shaking for her to break from that fugue. Right. The battle.

A slow-mover, used to counter-attacking others, Hala's Crabrawler found difficulty in approaching the Grass-type Pokemon, its spores and draining attacks sapping at it. Confident in her opponent's slow movement, Moon directed the Petilil to fall back, maintaining its assault. Opening an avenue of attack.

Pokemon that approached a Crabrawler were targets, but equally so were those who fell back. A quick pursuit, faster than expected, brought it within the Petilil's range. All too quickly the battle was decided – a pincer seizing around the leaves growing from the Pokemon's head and allowing the Crabrawler to savage it, slamming it from side to side against the wooden stage until Moon was forced to call her Pokemon back. Two down. The crowd's intense discussion on how brutal Hala was being continued on.

Moon raised a third Pokeball. Was this to be her starter? Could it best the Crabrawler and then overcome the Hariyama? Unlikely, too unlikely. This battle was already over.

That line of thought ended the moment Moon clicked open the Pokeball and its contents emerged. Butterfree ready to fight.

A Butterfree? Of course it was a Bug Pokemon, those were one of the easiest types to raise and they evolved naturally quick, but even still! How had she raised a Caterpie to evolve in that time? Wait let's not forget the Trumbeak, another evolved Pokemon. This was her third too. Where was her starter? Not with her? How did she have three Pokemon like this in such a short amount of time? How was she okay? Shouldn't she be exhausted? Should she even be standing?

What...

...what was this?

Butterfree combined the best of both Pokemon prior – the flying advantage of Trumbeak, and the ranged abilities of Petilil. Maintaining height over the Crabrawler it showered spores upon it, gusts of wind pushing back the Pokemon's attacks. Hala grinned into the challenge, noting Moon's adapting strategy pushing him down. Good. She was doing well. But not yet enough.

Not nearly enough.

It wasn't just Moon who could change her strategies, Hala adapted as well. Crabrawler raised its claws, blew out bubbles, and began to disperse the spores raining down from above. In the opening provided, the Butterfree unable to harass it, it tightened up, amplifying the strength flowing through its body. Seeing this, Moon grew hasty, aware that a Pokemon allowed the freedom to bulk itself up in such a manner would be intensely dangerous. Gave an order for Butterfree to close the distance and hit with a much more direct attack. After all, the Crabrawler had been hit by many blows so far. It couldn't take much more.

Of that she was sure.

But for the combination of the best attacks and strategies of her previous two team-members her Butterfree had a severe weakness, one far more exposed to the rock-based attack of Crabrawler than even her Trumbeak had possessed. Butterfree flew in, beat its wings to unleash a gust of wind upon the Boxing Pokemon, but failed to push back its tense form the way it had expected.

Failed to create the distance it required to remain out of range.

A heavy claw swung around and struck true. Once more a Flying-type Pokemon denied the air. But unlike the Trumbeak, Butterfree did not rise after even the first. Three down.

The wildness of the crowd, their questioning of the fairness of this battle beginning to fade out in favour of how intense it was, exploded when Moon brought forth her fourth. The Crabrawler had to be tired, it had to be, but Moon was not about to give it any more leeway to take another. Three for the first of Hala's Pokemon, three for the second. If she lost that pace... she wasn't going to. Moon gave her order.

Commanded the Bagon to attack.

A dragon? The discussion of Hala's tactics was completely gone now. Three Pokemon, even with the evolved members, had some member of rational acceptance. They supposed it was possible. Some edge-case Trainer with a supreme gift. Sure.

But a dragon? No no no. Dragon Pokemon were legends. Raising one alone made you a name. And they took so much, were so demanding. How did she have a dragon? What...

...what was she?

Hala raised his arms and light flared around him.

“Well Moon!” His voice came from within the surge of power, almost blinding but for the fact she stared into it grimly. “What will you do in this scenario? Show me!”

He was performing a Z-Move. Bagon was strong, and sturdy, but Moon knew without question a Z-Move would best it. The Crabrawler would be an easy-target after this, but in this moment it was about to take out a fourth of her Pokemon. She couldn't allow that. She couldn't accept it.

There really was only one thing to do.

Moon raised her arms.

The crowd's voices were at a fever-pitch, a battle of unbelievable intensity taking place. Z-Move versus Z-Move, a fighting-infused attack from Hala and Crabrawler against the normal-infused blow from Moon and Bagon. In the crowd Ilima clenched his fists so tight he left marks in the skin of his palms, eyes locked onto the battle. This was everything.

It was unbelievable.

Hala struck a fist forward. Moon gave her command. The two Pokemon raced to one another, as much power behind each as could be managed. Two blows at full-force meeting. Only one possible result.

Finally, when the light faded, the Crabrawler of Kahuna Hala was bested, crumpled in a pile from the beating it had taken. But the advantage of those two attacks, it had still pushed against its opponent, and Lillie stared up at the field with horror seeing Moon's Bagon unmoving as well. Moon's face unreadable as she called the dragon back.

Four down.

Hala gave a command, sending Hariyama forward, as Moon unleashed her fifth. At this point the crowd were beyond incredulity, simply accepting that the Cutiefly Moon unleashed was here. Kahili, standing near Jewellery who was swept up in the battle, stunned by its heights, frowned. Moon had been forced to use her Z-Move. Of course that was understandable, it was a good choice to make in that situation. But she'd sacrificed the advantage Kahili had taught her. A shame.

The difference in size between the Hariyama, bigger than Hala himself, and the Cutiefly, small enough to fit in one's hand, immediately favoured Moon. The tiny bug zoomed around the stage, evading the arm thrusts of Hala's signature Pokemon, leaving puffs of powder constantly in its wake. But there the size lent favour back to the Fighting-type, who ignored such tiny dosages with ease. The battle was one of waiting for that single perfect strike, the Hariyama's movements forcing Cutiefly's route as the Bee Fly Pokemon continued to do its best to leave any mark it could.

Maybe it did. Maybe it added up. But when that one single attack hit, a powerful downwards chop, that was the end for it. The typing helped it resist, for a moment, but once stunned the tiny Pokemon, far weaker than the giant, could not resist the following blows. Moon called it back from the assault.

Five.

The voices of the crowd built. Five Pokemon. Five Pokemon she had sent out and five Pokemon the Kahuna had bested. This wasn't an ordinary Grand Trial. How could it be? But was she really... did she have a sixth? She was raising a hand, there was a Pokeball in it, she did! It had to be her starter, right? Yes! Her strongest Pokemon! Her best against the Kahuna's! She had a Rowlet, that was known, it was a Flying-type. Did she still have a chance?

Did she still have a chance?

Moon clicked the Pokeball. A jet of red-light emerged into the sky, resolved into shape. Oh she had a Rowlet.

Past. Tense.

Blade Quill Pokemon Dartrix, evolution of Grass Quill Pokemon Rowlet. Starter Pokemon were powerful, demanding, and given only to Trainers believed able to handle them. Those Trainers would often go months, perhaps even a year, with that Pokemon alone, that singular Pokemon strong enough with their partnership to overcome many challenges. Evolved they were even stronger. That year, with full attention and constant hard work, could end with evolution. The best of the best walked that path.

Moon, gifted Rowlet twenty nights ago, had done the same. The yells, the shock, it washed as a wave of sound across the town and into the night. What. Was. This.

Hau stared. Lillie stared. Kukui and Jewellery and Ilima stared. Hala stared but the smile on his face said he was as happy as could be.

Kahili, who had witnessed the evolution of Moon's Pokemon herself, shook her head. Even still, without a Z-Move, would it be enough?

She would see.

Moon ordered attack. Hau had trained Popplio to match Rowlet's speed, but that would never compare to that of its evolved form. The Hariyama stepped forward in shock, a claw sinking into its back, before swinging a hand around, slapping aside thin air. Dartrix danced a pattern of strikes upon the back of its head, disappearing once more as the crowd's voices surged into something incredible. Was she actually going to do it?

Hala grinned. Gave command and watched the thrust of his Hariyama's arm glow red. This was good. He was being pushed back. Good good good! Keep it up! The intensity, the drive, Hala's control slipped a little, the after-effects of his Z-Move felt. But that did not cause weakness, did not expose a point to attack. Instead it made him forget, just briefly, that this was a test, not a battle to crush. More power, more intent, flowed from him into his Hariyama than expected.

It sped up.

When the palm thrust hit Dartrix the bird gave a cry that said the attack had strength. It was a Flying-type, it could resist, but its power still did not compare to that of the Kahuna's. The bird flew back, landed before Moon, and gave her a moment to consider. Hala stared her down. The Hariyama was still so strong. The voices of the crowd faded out as Moon's focus locked forward.

As she withdrew the sky-blue crystal from her bag.

“Huh?”

Kahili's eyes widened as Moon's hand swept over her Z-Ring, exchanged one crystal for the other. No...

Moon took a stance. The noise of the crowd faded to whispers. What was she doing? Was she... no. No, right?

Moon raised a hand. Kukui called out to her. She didn't hear him. Hala opened his mouth.

Z-Aura flared around her.

Refugee from darkness, a world without light, a small and purple Pokemon watched from the tree-line. There was light, light so beautiful, so safe, it called to it. Light that was a new home. Light that would welcome it and keep it from harm.

Good. This was good.

It raged like a bonfire, the Z-Aura Moon commanded, swirled by the pose she took as she raised her arm to the sky. From her it flowed, down through a Trainer's Bond of immeasurable strength. Dartrix glowed now, shone with such brightness its form disappeared, before ascending into the sky, a pillar of light, seen from even as far as Hau'oli itself.

Then it dived.

Hala gave no order. The sight had struck him dumb, the entire town in silence. The burning light, the flying Z-Move Supersonic Skystrike, fell fully upon his Hariyama. Hala felt it, his Pokemon being beaten, and watched as the light faded to reveal the Dartrix, Pokemon of Moon, perched atop the unconscious form of his own.

Grand Trial complete.

“Th-the winner is: Moon!”

It was impossible to hear Hala's words to Moon, as the Kahuna passed a red-orange crystal over to the victor. Kukui's posturing to the pair said something of his shock, but the sheer volume of the crowd, the battle having driven them to a state of pure adrenaline, drowned it all out. That had been... everything! And then a new voice louder than even their own cracked overhead, the loud cry of Tapu Koko showing its appreciation for the show.

It bought silence once more, a silence taken advantage of by the Kahuna. Ilima and Kahili, figures of notability and respect, made space for Moon to be escorted, led through the crowd to her mother, Hala's commanding voice directing the crowd to show decorum. Lillie glanced at Hau, who was staring at Moon, but he showed nothing but amazement. Amazement she felt too.

That had been... so much.

It took time for Iki Town to calm after that, even with the victorious Trainer absent. Hala handled their attention, attempted to de-escalate those losing their minds at the display shown by the young girl that night. But it was obvious now her legend would spread. Even Hala hadn't expected what he'd seen.

Akala Island wouldn't be an easy time for the girl, but not for the reasons expected. They'd all need to talk about this.

Alola's eyes would be upon her indeed.

Z-Moves were an Alolan speciality. Because of this, battles in Alola drew notice. Trials were private things, held in sacred locations across Alola, but Grand Trials could be different, depended on the Kahuna. And Kahuna loved to display their Z-Moves in battle.

There was decorum in the Festival of the Tapu. That fight was for the Tapu, and should be offered to them alone. But the Grand Trials were not the same. The consequence of that skipped those participant by.

Over the years those battles had become common sights online. Far more intense conflicts, waged by Alolan Trainers gone to other Leagues, drew real attention. But still, a Grand Trial video was nice to see, a new Trainer doing their best. The recording of Hau's would have attracted a few dozen views on its own, were it not for the one to follow. For Moon's.

The video spread like wildfire.

The immediate reaction was shock. Then denial. This had to be faked, there was no way some kid... there was no way! But the need to prove it wrong only drew more attention, the video shared and reshared, hosted and rehosted so fast that there proved no way to stop its course. Across the globe this battle flowed and through it all eyes turned.

Turned to Alola. And to the victor announced.

“The winner is: Moon!”

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Greetings there, Professor Kukui!

My cousin, Samson, has been in the Alola Region for the past few months, performing research on Alolan Variants. I'd love to organise a meeting between the two of you to discuss recent events, please let me know how we can make this work!

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Professor Samuel Oak,
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Bonjour, Professor Kukui,

You may remember me from the Pokemon Professors Meeting in Sinnoh three years back – we discussed the possible interplay and relationships between Mega Evolution and Z-Moves?

Two of my assistants, Dexio and Sina, are en route to Alola with a set of Mega Stones; it would be most wonderful to have them meet up with you and yours. I am most excited to hear back from you!

My Thanks,
Professor Sycamore
Kalos Pokemon Laboratory

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Professor Kukui,

Please find attached details approving your presentation at the next Alola Culture Council, to be hosted in Malie City in a month's time.

Your attendance to discuss the planned Pokemon League is expected.

Please confirm at your earliest convenience,
Alola Culture Council
Malie City
Ula'ula Island, Alola

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Kukui,

Whaaaaaat? Oh my goodness how have you been holding out on us for this long? Who is she? Have you done any measurements? We need a report! Oh my gosh!

Now listen, Kukui, you know I am above such things as threats, I am a respectable Professor after all. But there is an annual shipment of Unovan Treats we take care of that I know dearest Burnet lives for and putting together a report on this super-Trainer you found might just delay it.

Putting our heads together will make everything run on-time though. Without a problem.

Kukui. Her Mental Pattern. This could be IT, Kukui! This could be the key that solves the entire puzzle! We NEED it. Get me that pattern asap or by Arceus's divine hooves I will visit such vengeance upon you as to have never been known before.

Oh my gosh!!!

Much love to you and Burnet,
Juniper, Professor of Unova
Nuvema Town, Unova

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Chapter Text

Entry into the Alolan Pokemon League was predicated upon completion of one's Island Challenge, the besting of the four Kahuna atop Mount Lanakila itself. To this end not one aspect of the Island Challenge would change. Trainers would embark upon their Pokemon Journeys, and those who completed them would secure their entry. It was the same as everywhere else. It was the same as it had always been here.

The Elite Four, the Kahuna of Alola, would be gateway to the League. Those who overcame their trials would be eligible for entry. And, at the end of each cycle, a Pokemon League Tournament would be held. That was how it would be.

Though the Pokemon League's tournament structure differed from region to region, cycle to cycle, one thing remained true: all eyes were drawn to it. From that arose conflicts, different Leagues in different regions struggling to avoid their tournament being distracted from by another. As more and more regions embraced the League model the challenge of scheduling magnified, until the point came where a cross-regional council was required.

The Pokemon League World Association is formed of representatives from every League-holding region, their sole intent to avoid clashes in scheduling that would draw attention from one League to another. For now that is the only role this association plays, but it is believed they will serve as the eventual foundation of the World League itself. That time, however, has not yet come.

For now their only responsibility was in ensuring no region's League imposes upon another's, and that was what Professor Kukui had approached them to do.

Before that time he had met with the Kahuna. Through them proposed the idea to the Tapu, who would tear down anything they did not approve of. With approval construction began upon the League, to be held at the peak of Mount Lanakila, and Kukui had gone to the World Association to plot out a time.

This was the conclusion they had reached.

The next best time given was within a year. That was unacceptable. If construction focused entirely upon a stage perhaps they could make that, maybe even stands, but the full League itself would never be finished.

The next time given was in three.

In three years Kukui knew the momentum behind the new League would not hold. The cultural swing towards it needed to strike while the iron was hot. It was impossible to hold a full League in one. And too late to hold one in three. A creative solution needed.

One he came to.

At the end of this year a Tournament would be held.

It was to be an Exhibition Tournament, a competition with reduced numbers composed of Trainers by invite. The Captains and Kahuna of Alola, of course. Legendary Trainers who had overcome their Island Challenges and gone on to do great things. A few Trainers from other regions, their entry secured by writ of passage from their Leagues. And those Trainers who had bested their Island Challenges in that time. That was the design he had settled on.

This tournament would capture the hearts of the people and ready them for the full Pokemon League Tournament in three year's time. For the crowning of Alola's Champion.

Knowing that, when giving Moon and Hau their Pokemon, Kukui had been sure they would lead the Tournament to come. He sensed in each great potential, was sure that even with such a demanding timeframe the two had a strong chance to complete their Island Challenges within it. The Exhibition Tournament at year's end would inspire them too. And, at the head of the youth of Alola, they'd lead the way into the Pokemon League and ensure it within the region's culture forever.

Now he knew different.

Where once he saw potential, now he saw impossible ability. Moon of course but Hau, he didn't realise it, but his own pace was beyond exceptional too. The two of them, they might very well make it by the end of the year.

Might stand on the stage with everyone else.

Less than a year remained.

“Hey Moon!”

Crisp dawn air, the light of the sun barely cresting over the horizon and none of its warmth reaching those gathered upon the Hau'oli Marina, cracked under the voice calling out. Reactions were quick – from Professor Kukui immediately and panickingly shushing Hau – to Kahili's eyes scanning the area for anyone to have reacted to the call – the morning thankfully as quiet as planned – to Lillie staring at the figure approaching.

Wait, really?

It was hard to tell anything about the one who approached.

In opposition to the usual bright colours Moon wore this outfit was muted. The long pants were a dark mono-colour, if not black close enough to look so from a distance. The shirt had a double layer, white trim under sea-blue fabric, mostly hidden by a darker blue jacket worn over it. It had taken just over three weeks for Moon to adapt to wearing light clothing that matched the Alolan weather, and now being up before the heat of the day forced her to dress far warmer.

The larger bag she carried, necessary supplies for her Akala journey stored within, would have to contain lighter wear for when the heat was out.

It was the hat that stood out most, wide-brimmed to match Lillie's own and covering Moon's face, a single orange flower accessory attached to it. When Moon did step aboard the boat the others had gathered upon, preparing to sneak off in the dawn before any attention could be drawn, Lillie gasped at what she saw.

“Oh Moon your hair!”

Moon's hair had changed. No longer tied in the ponytail her mother had once worn as well, now it was split into braids hanging behind her shoulders. Far more notably though, stunning to Lillie at the sight, was its new colour – as much an inversion from its previous black as Moon's outfit from her preferred vibrant colours. Moon raised her head just so to meet Lillie's eyes, a hand brushing strands of the caramel blonde away from her forehead. Lillie looked away, realising her staring had been rude.

Moon looked down, hat covering her face once more, as she moved on past.

“Okay we're casting off!” Kukui's call was for the group to be ready, the boat he owned now prepared to take the five aboard across the sea to Akala's shore. They'd be docking at Heahea City, meeting the Kahuna there, and continuing on their journeys. Kukui looked at Moon, who had gone to stand near to the stern. He sighed.

That just wasn't right.

The boat's engine hummed to life.

Three days. Three days of the world figuratively exploding around them. Kukui hadn't slept the night of the Grand Trial. He'd been musing on the day, caring for the Pokemon at his lab, and thinking perhaps about turning in when the call from his wife came in. Told him to check the news without delay.

And there it was, clear as day, Moon's name out there with all eyes upon it. Moon of the Alola Region, an eleven-year old girl with six Pokemon – some evolved, one a dragon, who could use two Z-Moves in a battle without showing a single sign of strain. Then the calls started. The emails. The knock on his door at one am in the morning.

It was bedlam.

Kahili lent a hand immediately, forewent her own sleep to fly Moon out of the area, to get her to the other side of Hau'oli where people were far less likely to look. Ilima took Moon in without question, his mansion house easily accommodating her, and proceeded to lie with a straight face to every reporter who'd asked if he'd seen her. Moon? No, not since the night of her Grand Trial. You're being a little bit aggressive though, aren’t you? She's only eleven. Have some decorum, please.

It didn't help.

Eleven years old and the entire world wanted to see her. Wanted her to stand on a pedestal so they could ooh and aah at the mysterious Trainer who seemed to possess no limits. Kukui attempted de-escalation. Ilima attempted de-escalation. Kahili and Jewellery gave not a single kind word to those plying them for knowledge and Hala, oh, the Kahuna rampaged his way into the central news network of Alola to decry the treatment of this girl. Show some sensitivity!

But it wouldn't last. Moon was too much, too exciting, for any amount of pleading for sanity to work. There really was only one way she'd be able to face Akala. To continue on her Trials. The Moon the world knew would have to disappear.

Kukui turned and looked back at the girl again, as the waves of Alola's sea lapped at the boat coursing over them. Jewellery had agreed immediately: Moon needed to continue her journey. Because if she didn't, if she were forced to hide in one place because of who she was, it would do damage that couldn't be measured. And Jewellery would never allow that to pass, tear down anyone who tried to hurt her daughter, no matter what. Words couldn't describe how relieved Kukui was to be on the same side.

Still, there was a cost. To travel in any location filled with people Moon must be unrecognisable. Even Kukui hadn't realised it was her until she boarded, amazed by Hau's perception. He leaned forward, hearing that discussion playing out now. Lillie had approached the young man. Their voices carried back by the wind.

“How did you know that was Moon, Hau? I couldn't recognise her at all.”

“Really? I could tell right away!”

“How?”

“Dunno, I just could.”

Well that sounded about right for someone with instincts as sharp as Hau's. Kukui shook his head. Kahili, seated within the cabin, caught the motion.

“When you invited me to help prepare Alola for the League, I didn't expect this.”

“Who did?” Kukui's exclamation came with slightly more exasperation than he'd intended. He'd been fielding a lot of people over the last few days. “Moon though, I hope she's alright.” Kahili watched as Hau walked past the windows of the cabin, heading from bow to stern. Considered.

“I think things will work out.”

“Hey Moon!” Moon started from her thoughts, leaning against the back of the boat and watching Melemele Island in the distance behind them, looking to Hau as he addressed her. “Come check out the front!”

No real resistance to having her arm tugged at, Moon allowed Hau to lead her up to the bow, the distant Akala Island growing closer with each passing second. Wind rushed past her face, blowing her hair back and threatening to dislodge her hat, if she didn't raise a hand to keep it in place. Looking to Lillie as she passed her by, Moon noticed she was looking back.

Tentatively, Lillie smiled at her.

“Come on, leave your hat with Lillie and come to the front!” Hau's badgering pushed Moon to remove the covering, Lillie accepting it and motioning for Moon to go forward. For as much as Hau enjoyed the wind racing over him, she preferred being just a little bit back from the water thank you very much.

At the front of the boat the wind was at its fullest, cold air blasting over Moon's face, her eyes widening as it washed over her. Hau grinned, taking another step forward to the very peak of the boat. Moon mirrored him.

“It's the best!” His voice, whipped by the wind, reached Moon and she looked to him, his wide smile at the air and the water and the light of the sun falling around him as untroubled as ever. It was a relaxing sight. “I can't wait til we get to Akala, to see all the new Pokemon and all the new places! That's a super-important part of the Island Challenge, y'know! Seeing all of Alola yourself!”

Moon considered that. She'd seen so much on Melemele already. Quiet winding paths through forest. Bustling city filled with people and Pokemon. Lush rolling grasslands, mossy caverns, mountaintops and tunnels leading down to the most beautiful water she'd ever seen. Totems and Tapu. The people and Pokemon she'd met.

It had been good. It had all been good.

“You excited?” Hau drew her eyes back to him, grinning at her, “Ready to do your next Trials?”

She was. She nodded back. Smiled and looked forward.

She was ready to go on.

It was mid-morning by the time the boat of Professor Kukui made landfall at the docks of Heahea City, capital of Akala Island. With his usual excitement Hau jumped from the boat, declaration of “land ahoy!” hilariously mistimed. Kukui chuckled at it as he and Kahili followed after.

“Oh Nebby!” Lillie failed to stop the Cosmog's escape from her bag, noises of complaint about being cooped up when so much fresh air had been flowing by being made. She stepped off of the boat, attempting to coax the Pokemon floating above her head to settle down.

Moon, oversized hat secured upon her head once more, followed last.

Land ahoy indeed.

“Yet to find a shirt that suits you, huh Kukui?”

The voice greeting the group prompted Lillie's panic, a much sharper whisper for Nebby to calm down and get back in her bag given off. Kukui rested a hand upon her shoulder. “Don't worry Lillie, she's in the know.” Lillie looked up at Kukui with a glance of concern.

The woman approached with a smile.

She wore pink, the colour of Akala, darker in her short-cut pants and lighter in the halter-top over brown skin similar to Moon's own. Decorations adorned her neck, ankles and one wrist, the other clasped by a Z-Ring. Her dark hair and eyes bore similarity to Moon's own as well – before the disguise Moon had employed at least. Lillie stared at her in silence.

“Good to see you,” she descended the stairs to the dock one step at a time, careful paces as her eyes swept over the group assembled. “I am Olivia, Kahuna of Akala Island. I'd like to welcome you to its shores.”

“And I'm Mallow!” The second voice came from a younger girl, racing down the stairs far faster to dash past Olivia and up to the group. A pink flower set amongst long green hair, she brushed a hand through it, a smile wide on her face. As with most residents of Alola she had arms and legs uncovered in these hotter months, a faint teal pair of shorts and overalls worn over a pink shirt. “One of Akala Island's Captains!”

“So hey!” Bounding forward into the group, Mallow's eyes settled on the quiet Trainer at the back. Up close she could tell. “You're Moon, right?”

“Easy there Mallow.” Kahuna Olivia's voice contained the slightest hint of command, enough for the Captain to leap back with an apology. Olivia shook her head. “We're very pleased to meet you both.” She looked from Hau to Moon, the latter finally looking up to meet her eyes. She'd heard enough from Hala about the last few days. He'd been downright kind in the degree he'd held back upon those interested in Moon.

She would have been far more... enthusiastic... in letting those intruding know just how unwanted they were.

“Yeah!” Mallow nodded excitedly, “I can't wait for you to do my Trial! Both of you! It's going to be awesome!” The energy of the older teen girl enthused Hau, who immediately started attempting to question her about it, though Mallow quickly became quite dodgy about the specifics. No spoilers!

Lillie, a little overwhelmed by the energy of Mallow and the... presence... of Olivia, held Nebby close to her. Olivia studied the Nebula Pokemon. Interesting. Then turned her eyes to Moon, who'd kept quiet so far. The girl was always quiet, she'd been told, but there was a difference between quiet and withdrawn. She was fearful of standing out.

It really set Olivia's nerves aflame.

“Okay!” Clapping her hands shifted some energy, helped her refocus on what mattered. “The two of you little Trial-goers, Moon and Hau, are now tasked to overcome the three Trials of Akala Island. These Trials are elementally themed: Water, Fire, and Grass. The order you can do them in is up to you, but since the two of you have starter Pokemon...”

“I'll do the Fire Trial!” Hau's hand shot up a bare instant before he announced himself, bouncing on his feet, ready to go. Olivia smiled at his energy. Good. She liked that.

“And you?”

Moon was quieter in expressing interest in the Water Trial, her starter Pokemon best suited to it. A Dartrix, an evolved Rowlet, Olivia knew. Beyond ahead of schedule. Perhaps impossibly so. But it would find challenges too.

The Captain at Brooklet Hill wasn't the type to let anyone have it easy.

“Aww,” Mallow kicked at the ground, “that's no fair that no-one wants to do my Trial first.” Olivia smiled at that too. Mallow had been filled with intense excitement about the upcoming Trainers ever since the video went out. She wanted to do her absolute very best for them both. A good Captain. A good person too.

“Well,” Olivia found Mallow staring at her with starry eyes as soon as she began, “Hau and Moon will need introductions to Captain Kiawe and Captain Lana. Why don't you take them to Paniola Town, and then Moon on to Brooklet Hill?”

“Oh yes!” Mallow bounced, nodding rapidly, her pace exhausting. She whirled on the others. “Happy to be working with you,” a quick salute, “I'll show you all the best of the best on the way to Paniola and beyond! The farms there produce some of the tastiest ingredients in Alola! I can make you something amazing!”

Kukui smiled, happy with the arrangement as Hau immediately started cheering at the prospect of good food. That'd help those two get back into their pace.

“Okay then you two,” drawing their attention back, Kukui flashed them a grin. “How about you spend today checking out Heahea City, and then tomorrow you can head off with Captain Mallow? Sound good?” He needed to get the pair, Moon specifically, to his wife's lab before the day ended anyway. Three more emails since the first contact from Juniper had grown more playfully threatening each time.

He wasn't ready for the playfulness to drop.

“One moment, Kukui.” Olivia stepped forward, voice dropping just a little. Serious time. Kukui looked at her in surprise. Mallow and Kahili moved up to complete the square. A different topic entirely.

“Okay Moon!” Outside the discussion, Hau found his energy peaking. Now that a plan was in mind, he needed to get out and run! He pointed out into the city proper. “Let's go exploring! We can check out all of Heahea if we go now! Let's move!” He didn't even wait for her to respond before dashing off, setting a pace that had to be followed.

Moon spent a moment, looking back at the group, and caught Lillie's eyes. She was hovering closer to the others, intending to go with Kukui to visit Professor Burnet. But she also waved to Moon.

“Go ahead,” she called as those behind her spoke, “we'll catch up!”

Moon spent a moment more before turning and dashing after Hau. Out into the city.

Back to the other conversation.

“I received word from Captain Mina,” Olivia spoke with a voice so grave Kukui felt his heart sink. Oh. He knew what that must mean. “Kahuna Koa's health has turned. His family and Tapu Fini are on vigil. They're saying he doesn't have long left.”

“I see.” Kukui spoke with a tone few rarely heard, lost of all his natural enthusiasm. Though Kahuna Koa's health had been in decline for some few years now, he'd been as jovial as ever in talks, and given the impression of still going fine even when Kukui had last spoken to him. He'd known the Kahuna for as long as he could remember. Looked up to him. He breathed out a sigh.

“That's part of why I came to meet you,” Olivia shook her head, “I want to borrow your boat. We should head to Poni Island and see him. Kahuna Hala and Nanu are heading there too.”

“Right,” Kukui nodded, agreeing without question, “yeah, we'll head off. Kahili, can you-” and only now did Kukui see that beyond the group of four was only Lillie, whispering thanks and reassurances to Nebby in her bag that she'd let them out again as soon as she could. A muffled 'pew' answered back.

“Uh, where are Hau and Moon?”

“They went to explore,” Lillie answered simply, Kukui's slight frown dislodged from his face with a shake of his head. He nodded again.

“Okay then, Kahili, can you take Lillie to the Dimensional Research Lab to see my wife? I'll be back as soon as I can.”

“Of course,” Kahili moved over to Lillie, “Please give Kahuna Koa my regards. And...” for a moment Kahili stumbled on the words. Faced away from the others so that she could say it. “My farewell.”

“...right.”

The sight of the boat departing the docks once more drew from Kahili a sigh. Lillie looked up to her.

“I wonder,” Lillie's words were paced, deep with thought as she spoke, “how Kahuna Koa's family are doing. Losing a family member can be...” a long pause, “damaging.”

Kahili looked at Lillie. Heard enough to make a well educated guess. It wasn't like she knew but... some things were obvious just hearing them. She shook her head. “In Alola we all work together to hold one another up. Share joy and suffering both. No matter how hard it is, we will always have others who are there for us. That's what it means to be a part of Alola. They will make it through.”

Lillie looked back to the boat in the distance. Being a part of Alola, huh.

Three groups went in three separate directions from the docks of Heahea.

Upon his boat Professor Kukui headed west, Kahuna Olivia with him on their way to Poni Island. Their discussion wavered, from the situation with Kahuna Koa, to the work Kukui had done so far with the League, to the two young Trainers that had alighted upon the shores of Akala that morning. So many things to be aware of and to face. Olivia commiserated Kukui's exhaustion. He really was giving it everything he had. He appreciated her understanding just how much it was to handle.

It really was almost too much for any one man.

Heading east across Heahea City, Kahili led Lillie, Captain Mallow walking with them and plying the older legendary trainer with questions. Yet word of trouble within the city, the presence of Team Skull more active today than those few past, drew Mallow away, requiring her to see to her duty and chase the local boneheads out. Left to their lonesome, Kahili and Lillie continued on to the Dimensional Research Lab and the awaiting Professor Burnet. It would be good to see her once more.

Dashing through the city every which way to hear every rumour, sample every food, see every store and person and Pokemon, Hau led Moon on a whirlwind tour. His laughs brought smiles. His indication of things of interest turned Moon's eyes to them. His energy kept her focused. And the two raced on.

An hour passed by before they slowed, dropping their wandering to get food instead. Hau's natural instinct for wherever malasada could be found came in handy, the two each acquiring some. Enjoying it. Slight whispers, identification of Hau at least, lurked about the periphery, but the two children found themselves unapproached for the moment. Other whispers in the town coming to ear instead.

“Did you hear Team Skull has been seen in the north of the town?”

“Ugh, yes. They've been skulking around Heahea City for too long as it is, but now to be so brazen?”

“I was hoping the Kahuna would chase them out but I haven't seen her today.”

“Captain Mallow has been helping but there's simple so many of the thugs!”

“Is there really no-one else who can help?”

“No-one at all?”

Hau, finishing his malasada, gave Moon a grin.

“Hey Moon,” she looked at him with curiosity, following the slight tilt of his head to the roads leading north, “Why don't we go check that out? If we find Team Skull we can show 'em who's boss, ya?”

Moon considered for a moment. The words 'dumb hat' floated through her head alongside the remembrance that her most visible trademark was not on her person, as flashy and obvious as the Rotom-dex sequestered within her bag. She nodded at Hau with a look most intent.

It would be good to bust some skulls.

Heahea City was different from Hau'oli, built not nearly as tall, nor as wide. But the roads stretched long, and the population along them was dense. Racing ahead Hau briefly lost Moon, who wandered at a slightly slower pace. It was good to see who was about. Ride Pokemon on the roads. Stalls selling all manner of product. People in discussion. And no-one looking at her at all.

She continued on.

“Oh, excuse me! Please consider helping development of a new region in the Alola Islands? Please excuse me! Could I talk to you about the Poke Pelago? Can I- nevermind.”

A voice calling for attention drew Moon's eyes to a stall, a hastily assembled structure of wooden boards with 'Poke Pelago Island Development' written across it. Standing behind the stall was a man in a white shirt and wide straw hat, heavily built body toned from field work. The hair peeking out from beneath his hat was light blonde, and reminded Moon of Lillie. She approached him.

“Oh, hello young lady.” His voice was despondent, tired after hours of being ignored by all passing him by. “I don't suppose you'd like to hear about the Poke Pelago?”

Moon's nod restored life to his eyes in an instant. He straightened up and launched into his pitch.

“The Poke Pelago is a series of small islands to the north-east of Akala,” he gestured as he spoke, enthusiasm in his voice, “and a future haven for Pokemon! I'm working to develop it into the ultimate place of rest for Pokemon, and am seeking people willing to lend their Pokemon to the effort! Just one Pokemon would make a world of difference and, well,” his speech teetered off, the man slumping back down upon his stand, “I guess asking you wouldn't really help, would it? I mean, you'd only have one Pokemon.”

Moon shook her head. The man looked at her and was surprised by the intensity she looked back with. Really?

“Uhm, do you mean that? You'd be willing to let me borrow a Pokemon to help develop the islands? Should I... speak to your parents? I, uhm, oh forgive my manners I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Mohn, it's a pleasure to meet you!”

Moon considered a moment before giving her name. Made sure no-one was listening in. She watched the eyes of the man widen for a second. Then focus.

“I see.”

There was a moment of silence between the pair, Moon waiting for his reaction, Mohn considering. Then he shuffled with a pocket and withdrew an item. It might just be worth a shot.

“This is a Ride Pager,” he held it out to Moon, who took and examined the small machine in curiosity. It was white, with a golden symbol embossed upon it – a stylised trident by appearance. Moon considered it. Mohn explained. “It's used to summon a Ride Pokemon – a Charizard, specifically. Unlike regular Ride Pokemon, that Charizard will only fly you between your current location and the Poke Pelago, but it will always take you back as well. You can use it to come and go whenever you want.”

A personal Ride Pokemon? Moon looked at Mohn to make sure he was sure. He nodded.

“I owe you this much for believing in me. I can find my own way back to the Poke Pelago by boat, come by in a few hours and I'll show you the place – you can decide if you want to help me then!” Moon nodded. Placed the Ride Pager within her bag. Mohn smiled. “I'm really dedicated to this, to creating a place Pokemon can be free and safe. I can't wait for you to see it! And to make my dream come true!”

She would. Taking her leave, Moon considered. Maybe. Just maybe...

“Oh Moon!” A voice she knew drew Moon's attention, Lillie appearing behind her. She smiled to her and Lillie smiled back. The interaction relieved each. Without thinking Moon ran a hand through her now blonde-brown hair. Lillie didn't miss seeing it. “I'm sorry.” Moon's attempts to refute her apology failing, Lillie insisted upon giving it. “You've... been through a lot, haven't you?” Another moment of seeing in Moon's body language something the girl never said with words. Lillie shook her head and indicated the way. “Shall we?”

Making her own way forward, Lillie took the lead, Moon following after. She turned, just once, to see the stall Mohn had been in empty now, the man having taken off for the docks as fast as he could. She'd follow up on that later.

It might just be everything.

“I was...” Lillie spoke as they walked, looking down the road at the building towering in the distance, “heading to the Tide Song Hotel. There's someone I wanted to meet there... someone very important to me.” When Moon looked at her in interest, Lillie shook her head. Refocused. “But I wanted to tell you!” She looked back at Moon, “about Tapu Lele.”

A distant crack of thunder in Moon's memories surfaced. She tilted her head.

“Tapu Lele is the guardian deity of Akala Island, just like Tapu Koko is of Melemele,” Lillie continued, running a hand over the bag she carried to calm Nebby within. “It's said to live in the Ruins of Life, to the south of the island. I can't go there on my own but... I hope to visit when Professor Kukui and Ms. Kahili make their way down there. To help Nebby get home I need to learn more about those Ruins. That's what Nebby told me.”

Moon smiled at that. Lillie didn't realise why.

“And if... if you happen to make it there as well,” Lillie glanced away, fidgeting with the strap of her bag, “I'd like it if you could come with me too. Please.”

Moon waited for Lillie to look back at her before nodding with a smile. She would. Lillie smiled back.

The two continued on.

Ahead at the Tide Song Hotel they broke apart, Moon hearing rumours about a battle with Team Skull reminding her she'd lost Hau, Lillie seeming uneasy at the mention of the group. She insisted she'd be fine to meet up with the person she was waiting for here, then come find Moon and Hau after. Moon nodded to her and headed off.

To the edge of Heahea City where a Pokemon battle was just concluding.

“Hmph,” the victor closed his Pokeball, the one green eye visible beneath his crop of blonde hair narrowed at Hau, “and here I thought you might actually give me a fight.”

“Seriously!” Hau remained jovial, “You're super-strong! Why're you with Team Skull? You should be doing your Island Challenge like us!”

“Don't act like you understand me,” the voice of the boy was derisive, as cutting as the red slash stitched into his jacket.“I don't intend on taking advice from Trainers who aren't even trying to win. What were you even doing?”

“Just having a good time?” Hau shrugged, “When you're battling you've gotta enjoy yourself! Otherwise what's the point?”

“That's pointless,” the blonde shook his head, “all that matters is growing strong. Wasting your time not even trying... I have no interest in it.”

Moon's approaching footsteps drew attention. The blonde boy looked up at her, eye-contact between them filling Moon with a third wave of deja-vu. She wondered why. Then Hau turned to see her.

“Oh hey Moon!” He waved without a care, “Come check this Trainer out! I saw him ordering Team Skull around and then we had a battle – he's seriously strong! Like seriously!”

The boy's eye narrowed further.

“Moon...” he said her name just so to show he clearly knew what it meant, “so you're the one.” Coming to a stop, Moon stared him down, posture cold. He smiled and there was no warmth in it either. “My name is Gladion. Battle me and my partner. You, at least, should help us grow.”

Hau jumped back. “Get 'em Moon!” She nodded.

Withdrew a Pokeball as Gladion raised his own.

At the edge of Heahea City, especially with the rumour of Team Skull's presence, the number of people was significantly reduced. Still some did lurk at the edges, and perked up seeing a second Pokemon battle begin. The last one had been exciting. This one would be too.

Moon chose her Meowth, back with her after her Grand Trial's conclusion. Pokemon that she hadn't used in her Grand Trial were best now, making it harder still to identify her. Dartrix and Bagon remained with her but she'd avoid using them as best she could.

She desired no attention at all.

“I hope you're ready.” Gladion clutched his wrist, steadying his shakiness before unleashing the Pokeball. It opened to release the Pokemon within.

It stood taller than Gladion, taller than Moon, honestly taller than most anyone she'd seen. It was strange, a fin-tail but four clawed feet, a mane and crest of grey locked down by bronze metal. Silver eyes stared out from slits in the construct wrapping its head. Gladion gave the order, tightening the muscles in his leg to keep the shaking from growing. It was time to fight.

“Null, go forward!”

Moon gave an order, a command for her Meowth to dodge, moments before the Pokemon Null with speed far more than its size implied slammed into and sent the Scratch Cat flying. Its landing was hard, the Pokemon slowly returning to its feet, before Null rammed it again. It didn't stand a second time. Moon called it back.

“Really?” Gladion huffed the word, chest heaving. “That's the best you've got? You? What are you doing?”

Moon stayed silent and unleashed her second choice.

“Null go!”

A heavy thud was the helmeted Pokemon's head meeting that of a Pokemon smaller but no less determined – Furfrou, the poodle Pokemon, pushing back against its attacker. Gladion smiled at this, a muscle in his face twinging when he did. Ugh. Still not enough.

Moon gave sharp orders, Hau watching the battle and considering how different she sounded within it. The Furfrou's natural resilience let it fight, and it beat back Null, before the larger Pokemon pushed it down again. The difference in strength was still far too much.

Moon pushed the Normalium-Z into her Z-Ring and performed its pose.

“Null! Crush it!”

As the Z-Aura transferred from Moon to the Furfrou, the Pokemon's fur shining blindingly white, Null tensed and flexed, its forepaws expanding in size as power flowed through it. Breakneck Blitz, a tackle filled with Z-Power, surged towards Null and struck it head on, the Pokemon making no move to dodge.

Every move to counter.

When the Z-Aura faded away, light disappearing into nothingness, Moon stared, her Pokemon pinned under the claw of the one opposing. Null roared, the noise muted within its sealing helmet, the metal rattling as it shook its head from side to side. Gladion was breathing heavily.

“Z-Moves,” he pushed out the word with scorn, “can't compare to Null. Don't think using one means you've won anything. Now why don't you really show me what you're worth.”

Moon called back Furfrou. Unleashed her third.

Gladion's preparation to attack the Inkay, which wouldn't be able to dodge Null's speed, came to naught as it did just that, stunning him just long enough for the illusion-clad Zorua to score a dark-infused blow to Null's side. The immediate reaction of the far-stronger Pokemon, flexing its muscular frame and blowing Zorua back, dispelled the illusion and allowed Gladion to understand. So that was it.

“If you're just going to play tricks,” ignoring Hau's 'hey are you okay' through gritted teeth, Gladion swept an arm through the air, “you won't do a thing.” Null lunged again, this time prepared for superior speed. Zorua dodged, was pursued, and a heavy head slammed down upon it. Moon quickly called it back. Gladion showed teeth. “You're not doing nearly well enough.”

Dartrix emerged from a jet of red light.

Hau, watching the battle, heard the voices around them now identify the Pokemon. Glanced at Moon in concern. She wasn't paying attention. Was focused only on the fight. Gladion was swaying, knee momentarily bowing before he shook his head and straightened back up, giving another order to Null. But the gaps between his response time were growing wider, and Moon's orders to her Pokemon remained as sharp as ever. The speed of Dartrix wasn't something the larger Pokemon could keep pace with. Time and time again it failed to land attacks and each time Moon made sure Dartrix landed its.

Gladion, vision wavering, clamped his eyes and grit his teeth as he raised the Pokeball he held. So this was as far as he could go.

The end of the battle was anticlimactic. With Null called back Gladion forfeited, breathing heavily and staring through narrowed eyes. Moon stared him down.

“I may...” he panted, exhaustion at maintaining the incredibly powerful Pokemon clear, “have lost here, but that's only because... I wasn't strong enough. We'll fight again. And I'll beat you.” When he took a step back he nearly tripped and fell. Hau raced to him.

“Hey, come on,” the picture of concern, Hau held out a hand, “do you need help? Let us-”

“I don't-” Gladion wrenched his arm away from Hau, nearly falling again as he stumbled to the edge of the city, “need help from you. Someone who doesn't even bother trying to use their full power, who just takes it easy and accepts being weak. Who doesn't even care. You're pathetic. Compared to her.”

Hau fell silent. Gladion struggled on.

“Hmph. And here I was... supposed to meet someone... ha... she'll be upset at me... for this...”

Left alone Gladion made his way to the city's edge, disappearing into the tree-lined path beyond. Hau watched him go.

Moon turned her head to see the crowd of people gathered nearby.

“'scuse me! 'scuse me! Make way make way!”

“Beautiful lady coming through!”

The crowd, beginning to approach what they were sure now was the mysterious Trainer Moon, were quickly broken apart as two voices and their owners shoved their way through, two figures stumbling out in front. Immediately they swung back on the group. Hands to hips.

“Hi there, you know it's rude to stare, right?”

“Yep!” The black-haired woman agreed with the man, raising a hand to lower the sunglasses over her face just a little. “If you want to meet a Pokemon Trainer, we'll be happy to give you all a battle.”

“I'm all ready to go now that I'm off that plane!” The man raised an ultra-ball, giving it a little shake. “Who wants some?”

Quickly breaking apart, the crowd scattered away from the rowdy trainers. Moon watched as each extended a fist to the other and tapped them together. Before they rounded on her.

“Ah ha ha!” The man lifted a sun-hat to reveal a crop of brown hair, flipping off his sunglasses and slotting them into his yellow Alolan Exeggutor-print shirt. “We didn't meant to surprise you so sorry about that. The name's Dexio!”

“And I'm Sina! A beautiful name for a beautiful lady!” The woman wore a shirt similar to Moon's, though it was white over black compared to her blue over white. Moon blinked, staring at their wrists. Z-Rings? No...

“And we are-”

“We are-”

Each struck a pose.

“On vacation!”

Silence reigned. Hau walked up beside Moon to stare as well. The two held their pose just a little bit longer.

Then straightened back up.

“Ahem,” Dexio coughed, “actually we're Pokemon researchers! We work with Professor Sycamore in the Kalos Region.”

“We're here in Alola learning about its culture and Z-Moves,” Sina nodded, “and it'd be great to talk to some trainers doing their Island Challenge.”

“Honestly I'd love to battle you,” Dexio spun the ultra-ball he'd shown before on a finger, “but after the fight you just had I think you'd probably rather get some rest.”

“You saw that?” Hau's question was met with a nod. Sina smiled at him.

“You did well!” She clapped her hands together, “Way better than I would have at your age.”

“You're both skilled young Trainers!” Dexio nodded, “I can tell. You know how strong Trainers can recognise each other? I can definitely see you're both full of potential! You should be proud.”

The double-punch of compliments helped Hau perk back up a bit. He smiled. “You hear that Moon?” He nudged her with an arm, “We're really cool!”

“Moon,” when Dexio said her name, Moon's eyes shot to him, hearing recognition in the tone. She took a step backwards.

“Ah wait wait wait!” Sina held up her hands, taking steps forward at the same pace Moon took them backwards, “We're not weird or anything! But we did want to talk to you! It's important, please hear us out!”

Hau stepped back to stand by Moon, who stopped once he was by her. Sina lowered her hands. Dexio stepped forward.

“See in the Kalos Region,” Dexio held up his arm, showing the ring around his wrist to the pair. There was a small jewel affixed within it, “we have this thing called Mega Evolution. Have you heard of it?”

Moon nodded and Hau shook his head. Dexio grinned.

“So Mega Evolution is kind of like a Z-Move, but instead of your Pokemon doing a powerful attack instead it turns into a muuuu-,” spreading his arms out as he held the word, Dexio smiled as Sina joined him, holding out her arms as well, “-uuuuch stronger Pokemon! For a little while, at least.”

Hau's eyes lit up with excitement. “That's so cool! How does it work?”

“Well,” Sina held out her arm, allowing Hau and Moon to inspect the ring up close, “You have to have a Key Stone to help Pokemon Mega Evolve, and then your Pokemon has to hold the right Mega Stone too.”

Hau tilted his head. “Mega Stone?”

“That's right!” Dexio nodded, “You need the right Mega Stone to make the right Pokemon Mega Evolve. Not every Pokemon has a Mega Evolution, but more Mega Stones are being found all the time, so maybe one you have now will be able to Mega Evolve one day!”

Hau nodded with excitement. That was so cool.

“So we've been studying Mega Evolution, and how it interplays with Z-Moves!” Sina's words drew both Moon and Hau's eyes to her, each's interest now well and truly piqued. She smiled at the sight. Such curious children. How wonderful.

“And that includes working with Ms. Kahili Hano herself!” Dexio grinned, the two young ones' heads swinging back to look at him instead. They were enthralled now. Good. “She helped us test Mega Evolution and Z-Moves, and it helped us understand a lot more about them. She really did us a huge favour by lending a hand.”

Curiosity now driving him, Hau had to know. “What happened?”

“So here's the thing!” Sina announced the results, performing a Z-Pose neither Moon nor Hau recognised. “When you do a Z-Move, it puts as much power into your Pokemon as it can, leaving you all tired out and bleary, bleh.”

“And the same with Mega Evolution,” Dexio continued, the two pinging from one to the other. “It takes a huge amount of power from the Trainer, and so you can't do it twice without rest. It's just too exhausting to keep up beyond that.”

“The best Trainers can reduce the amount of time between their Z-Moves and their Mega Evolutions, but there's still a limit that we know of.” Sina. “Which is part of why a Z-Move performed by a Mega Evolved Pokemon has never been seen! Even Ms. Kahili wasn't able to – she raised a Pidgeot in the Kalos Region, and learned to Mega Evolve it, but couldn't perform a Z-Move while it was in that state. It's the same as when you try to do two Z-Moves, or two Mega Evolutions, you just fizzle out! Poof!” She waved her hands indicating the cloud of exhaustion that came off of Trainers run dry by the powers they could provide.

“But we still got to test a lot with her, about the energy Mega Evolution and Z-Moves create. They're different, but similar, and maybe incompatible? But we just don't know. Cause trying to do them together is the same as trying to do either of them twice.”

Dexio's pointed look at Moon after saying that did not go unseen. Hau caught it as well, glancing at the girl by his side. “Uhh...”

“A gift!” Fumbling with his bag, Dexio failed to find what he was looking for before Sina stuck her hand into it and pulled out a pendant with a small rainbow orb affixed within it. Offered it to Moon instead.

“This is a Key Stone!” Holding it out to Moon, Sina jiggled the chain a little until the young Trainer warily reached up and took hold of it. Dexio held out a larger stone.

“And this is a Salamencite, a Mega Stone for Salamence!” Hau was looking from Dexio to Moon, unsure as to the gifts being given so freely. Moon stared at the orb. There was a feeling to it, like it was sparking. Kind of but not quite like a Z-Crystal. She held out a hand. The orb felt heavy within it. Her fingers closed around it.

“Alright!” Dexio clapped, “now you're a Trainer who can Mega Evolve! Once you have a Salamence, just give it that Salamencite and wish with all your heart through your Key Stone. You and your Pokemon working together, wishing together, that's how you'll become even stronger!”

“And Hau!” Sina didn't make any mention of how she already knew Hau's name, “if you get a Pokemon that can Mega Evolve, we'll give you a Stone too. We're going to be here for the Pokemon League, so you've got plenty of time. Hey you might even battle us there!”

“Oh cool!” Distracted from his thoughts Hau nodded, excited at the thought of his own Mega Evolution. “Okay I'll let you know! Uh, if I find a Pokemon that can Mega Evolve? How do I know that?”

“Just check in with us next time you see us, we'll be around.” Dexio gave a pose ending in an elaborate thumbs up. Sina positioned herself to fit into it and put up her own next to his.

“Okay then,” Dexio nodded, “it was nice meeting the two of you. Good luck on your Island Challenges!” Hau nodded and waved. Moon gave one less enthusiastic, still kind of thrown out by the two Trainers who had approached her and given such gifts unprompted. Dexio and Sina took off. Contact made.

But even still.

“Hey,” Dexio shifted an arm, nudged his elbow against Sina as they walked, “pretty crazy huh?”

“Yeah,” Sina nodded back, rubbing the arm for show more than Dexio having done anything. “Just looking at her feels like running into a brick wall. Anyone practised enough to have the sense is gonna know who she is the moment they see her.”

Dexio chuckled, continuing to roll the ultra-ball between his hands. “And you say that without having a single Psychic-type on you. Because apparently biases are for chumps.”

“I like Ice-types,” Sina stuck her tongue out at her partner. “And you are a chump.”

“Guilty as charged.”

Technically, she hadn't lost three children in Heahea City's limits. That was what Kahili Hano reminded herself of as she entered the Pokemon Center on the north side of the city, hoping to find even one of the trio. She'd accepted Hau and Moon had gone exploring. She'd had Lillie with her when visiting Professo Burnet and both Kahili and Burnet had agreed it was fine for Lillie to head to the Tide Song Hotel.

The fact Kahili had enacted no follow-up plans whatsoever to find the three didn't mean she'd lost them, per se.

She just felt like she had.

“Oh hey! Ms. Kahili!” The voice of Hau served as relief, Kahili spotting him and then Lillie with him a moment later. If the two hadn't met up by coincidence exploring the city, likely one had stopped in at this Pokemon Center to find the other already there. She approached them hoping to see one more lurking nearby.

No such luck.

“How have you two been today? And have you seen...” she paused for a second, considering the busyness of the Pokemon Center. Some eyes were on her now. She was notable, after all. “Your third?”

“She went out,” Hau shrugged, “I think she wanted to find somewhere a little quieter.”

Hmm. Moon wasn't the type who'd be in any danger wandering on her own, especially not with the Pokemon she had, but Kahili still couldn't help but entertain some doubts. Hopefully it wouldn't be long before she returned.

“So hey!” Hau's voice broke through her thoughts, drawing Kahili's eyes back to him. Lillie, sitting at the same table, had her bag across her lap and was running a hand over it. Hau grinned. “Can you tell us about your Mega Pidgeot?”

A moment of surprise before Kahili felt herself smile. Well... she pulled out a chair and sat down.

“You've done your research,” memories of her time in Kalos, the path that led her to take part in its League, floated up from within her head. It had been good. “She's not with me now though I'm afraid.” A moment of concern on Hau's face and horror on Lillie's made Kahili realise just how poorly she'd phrased that. She quickly waved her hands. “No no, not like that-” the two calmed, “just that I left her with a friend I made in Kalos. Something of a promise to the both of them, that I'd come back no matter what.”

Lillie's look of intense focus upon the legendary Trainer she'd grown up following the exploits of showed she simply had to hear more. Kahili smiled.

“I guess I'll tell you about her.”

Wind whipped across Moon's face as the Charizard she rode atop the back of flew through the orange afternoon skies of Alola. As soon as she was beyond the city's limits, wishing to avoid attention in the act she was undertaking, she'd used the Ride Pager, released the Flame Pokemon in much the same way she would from a Pokeball. Once boarded, it took off into the sky.

Soaring out over Akala, winding her way past the massive volcano towering up from its centre, Moon made her way to the north-east, across the land and then out over the ocean. It took time, the Charizard following a straight line to its destination, but soon enough a small set of islands nestled amongst the waves resolved into shape.

Until the Poke Pelago came into view.

Mohn, having arrived back by boat slightly earlier, jumped in surprise at the roar of the Charizard. Was she really... yes she was! He waved enthusiastically to Moon as the Ride Pokemon came in for a landing, the young girl almost tumbling off of it. Mohn smiled at her. She seemed slightly harried. But she was here! How wonderful!

“Welcome to the Poke Pelago!” Mohn spread his arms wide, indicating for Moon to look around. She considered it. Flat land for the most part. Dense growing vegetables. A giant tree-like vine growing out overhead. The place was rather... “It's a bit rough, I'll admit.”

Mohn, despite lost memories he wasn't worrying about, had retained quite a significant degree of his abilities. The solar panel and network array he'd set up allowed the PC he'd found to function, connecting him to the Pokemon Storage System, but the real crowning jewel of the setup was the hack he'd installed upon it.

By tradition, once keyed to a Pokemon Trainer's registration, the Pokemon Storage System automatically stored Pokemon beyond a Trainer's sixth. It was for safety reasons, as having more than six Pokemon caused any Trainer to quickly lose control of them, their Trainer's Bonds decaying under the stress of managing that number. It still wasn't understood why six was the hard limit. But it was. And the system had been built to handle that.

Mohn had disabled that check entirely.

“So in the Poke Pelago,” he instructed Moon, showing her the computer, “you can leave Pokemon you've caught to help out. Once you're far enough away the Trainer's Bonds between people and Pokemon fade, so if you leave one Pokemon here you can go back to Alola proper and then withdraw another from your account!”

Mohn smiled, pleased with the setup he'd created. “This way, many people can contribute to the development of the Poke Pelago, each of them leaving a Pokemon or two while not affecting their team. I know it seems like a huge task, especially with not many people having shown interest yet, but I'm sure that with time I'll be able to get plenty of Trainers' attention! Then with everyone's Pokemon working together, the Poke Pelago will become-”

Mohn's spiel fell on deaf ears, Moon's attention focused on the PC. One by one she had selected each Pokemon she had caught, activating their retrieval. One by one each Pokeball opened, the Pokemon within free to stretch and stand before their Trainer. It took only a few minutes to empty her account entirely. To be surrounded by Pokemon caught by her.

Pokemon bound to her.

Mohn had not a shred of the necessary experience, at least not remembered, to be able to sense a Trainer's Bonds. Looking at Moon, she looked like just an ordinary girl to him. But the sight of her surrounded by some dozen-odd Pokemon, each of them looking at her like she was the world and she showing only happiness in their presence, that sight still reached him.

Well... maybe he wouldn’t need to ask anyone else for help with the Poke Pelago after all.

Moon spent the remainder of the day here. Night falling in Heahea did not see her return, and unaware of the stress she was creating Moon continued happily on. Helped her Pokemon work with Mohn, get used to following his directions, and begin development of the island. Though Mohn offered her his house, the shack he'd constructed as a place one could sleep the night, she didn't need it. Her Pokemon all curled around her when it was time and Moon slept soundly amongst them. Safe and at peace.

The auto-release timer, forcing her to juggle her Pokemon, weighed no more. They had a place. And while it was fully believed all Trainer's Bonds would decay with distance, no understanding or belief applied to her. She'd leave that morning and they'd remain bound to her.

Every Pokemon left here would.

So yes, this was perfect indeed.

There was nothing left to hold her back.

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Alola in Mourning: Kahuna Koa Passes On Amongst Family And Friends

Surrounded by loved ones, Kahuna Koa of Poni Island was confirmed to have experienced a peaceful departure late in the previous evening, leaving behind a legacy of almost ten decades as one of Alola's longest-serving Kahuna.

Alongside his family were Alola's other Kahuna, as well as Tapu Fini, Guardian Deity of Poni, with whom Koa had shared duty of care for the Wild Garden of Alola. Though solemn in seeing the eldest Kahuna of Alola off, each of those spoken to spoke clearly of Kahuna Koa's well-lived life, and the many lives he has touched over the years. Tapu Fini departed shortly after the Kahuna's passing.

Kahuna Koa's near-century of service has overseen countless changes in the Alola Region, and he has remained at the forefront of all of those he was witness to, assisting the Region in all things. Considered a parental figure by generations of Trainers who he had taught in the Poni Wilds, a friend and mentor by the other Kahuna, and a reliable figure by all of Alola, his passing will touch the hearts of the entire Region.

A staunch advocate for the growth of people and Pokemon together, Kahuna Koa's efforts in maintaining vast stretches of nature are considered fundamental to the current shape of the Region, and as such his effects can be seen across Alola, ensuring such key locations as – (continued on page 2)

The early morning light of Alola embraced Moon, its warmth upon her shoulders as the Charizard she rode circled over the north of Akala Island's Heahea City. She had woken with the dawn, the sun's first rays cast across the ocean and over the Poke Pelago, and smiled. Been surrounded by Pokemon she still felt a connection to. Good. This was good.

No holding back.

With a promise to return as soon as she could, advice for each Pokemon left behind to do their best to help Mohn's work, Moon took her leave, the Ride Pokemon stored in the Pager she had been given returning her to the Island she had left behind. Just as Mohn had said the Charizard aimed for precisely where Moon had left, a clearing just beyond Heahea's north-east exit, and soon enough Moon's feet were upon Akala's soil once more.

Back to it.

The plan was to leave the city with Hau, Captain Mallow escorting them to the sites of their next Trials. Unsure as to where either Hau or the Captain could be, Moon made her way to the northern-most Pokemon Center of Heahea. When someone was lost, the fastest way to find them was to go to the nearest Pokemon Center. That was a lesson taught across every region in the world.

Moon entered the Center's doors and it took all of Kahili's strength not to yell her name loud enough to shake the building. Instead she clutched the table she, Hau, Lillie, and Captain Mallow were sitting at, grip so tight the skin of her hands turned ghostly pale. Hau waved to Moon, while Lillie looked crossed between horrified and relieved. Captain Mallow frowned.

Moon joined them. Other Trainers in the Center who recognised Kahili, Mallow, and a smaller number Hau, considered putting two and two together before an intense gaze from Kahili, attempting to calm her emotions by venting eye-daggers at anyone who looked at her funny, turned them away.

Best leave sleeping Spearow lie.

“We missed you.” Kahili's words were iron beaten into shape by sheer terror at Moon's disappearance morphing into frustration at her blasé return. “A warning about your leaving last night would have been appreciated.”

“Hey where'd you go?” Hau's relaxed tone was the only one at the table, Kahili still attempting to recover from planning out the sweep of Heahea and beyond she'd have to execute to find Moon now that the sun was up. “You kinda disappeared in the afternoon.”

Realisation that her actions had caused great stress for the others surprised Moon, remembering only now she had told no-one of her departure the day before. A part of her rationalised that her intended plan, to take a Ride Pokemon given to her by a stranger to an island in the middle of the ocean on a chance whim that it might have been the key to solving her Pokemon overload issue, would have been met with disapproval, while the truth that she'd simply forgotten to tell anyone simmered beneath the surface.

She wasn't used to this. Kahili frowned. “Are you well?”

To that Moon nodded, but the older Trainer's frown deepened. Something was wrong. In silence Kahili stared and Moon paused under the look. Still Kahili looked. Something was off. Something wasn't right. What was it? She couldn't... quite... place it...

“Hey is that a Key Stone?” Mallow's question, asked in the silence of Kahili's interrogation, immediately widened the older woman's eyes. She almost grabbed at the cord around Moon's neck, the pendant hanging from it, before pulling back her hand. Now leaning halfway over the table, Kahili stared at the gem. What?

“Where- where did you get that?”

“Oh right!” Hau looked sheepish now, realising that after quizzing Kahili about her Pidgeot and Mega Evolution all yesterday afternoon, he'd never mentioned why he'd known that. “Moon and I met some people yesterday, and they gave her it! They were, uh, Pokemon Researchers? From Kalos! Right?”

Moon nodded. Kahili was staring. Reaching into her bag, Moon withdrew the other half of the gift they'd given her. Set it on the table so all could see.

Kahili's nostrils flared.

“Dexio.”

Further out in the city, getting a nice holiday breakfast with his partner in crime, Dexio sneezed and shivered. Sina the same a moment after.

“A Salamencite.” Kahili wasn't up for more than a few words at a time now, each sentence she made needing a moment to handle before she continued. “They gave you. A Salamencite.” With the air of danger emerging from the woman, no-one else chose to speak. Moon returned the Mega Stone to her bag. Kahili's eyes followed it with razor focus.

“Uhh,” unsure as to the best method to defuse the current tension, Mallow went for the easy way out. The literal way out. “Anyway, Hau, Moon, shall we get going? Paniola Town isn't too far away, but it gets pretty up-hill at times. If we go now we can be there for lunch!”

The mention of lunch hit Moon with remembrance that she had yet to eat breakfast, and she paused a moment to quickly grab something from the cafe. While she was waiting Lillie found her way to her side.

“I,” Lillie held her bag close, Nebby within it. Moon ran a hand along its side again, feeling the Nebula Pokemon within lean into her touch. “I won't be heading north, with you. Professor Kukui told me we'd be spending a while in Heahea City. But we'll be here when you and Hau make it back! So... good luck, Moon, on your Trials. I'll see you when you return.” Moon smiled at Lillie just before her food was served.

Lillie smiled back at the sight of the young girl tearing through her meal. She must have been hungry.

A part of her was already looking forward to seeing the two when they returned.

“Okay!” Mallow took the lead as soon as Moon was done, Hau falling in beside her, “Time to head off!” The Captain turned back to Kahili and waved, breaking the older Trainer out of her rage fugue. She stood up and approached.

“Do your best,” speaking to Hau and Moon both, her eyes lingered on the pendant Moon wore, the Key Stone set within it, “and we'll see you when you return. I look forward to hearing about your Trials.”

“Yeah!” Hau gave a jump and a cheer. Moon nodded. Mallow smiled and guided the two out.

“Now...” when Kahili blinked her eyes lit with flames dancing behind them, “Lillie, will you be fine on your own until Kukui and the Kahuna return?”

“I...” Lillie stepped away from Kahili, whose radiating presence was far too much to approach, “yes. What will you-”

“I.” Kahili took a single determined step. The path to the exit of the Pokemon Center cleared in an instant. “Have some Trainers to find.”

A few blocks away, visiting a shop of knick-knacks for tourists, Sina held an Exeggutor mask over her face. “Hey Dexio!” The man turned back to the woman's call. “I'm in disguise!”

The road from Heahea City to Paniola Town started in lush forest, heavy greenery bordering the north-east of the city. The path was easy, and Mallow skipped along it with a whistle and a smile. Being surrounded by dense foliage was her element, after all. Hau and Moon followed after.

“Okay!” Spinning around to face the pair, even as she continued to walk backwards, Mallow held her arms outstretched. “We'll be heading through this forest for about an hour before we get to the hills, so make sure to enjoy it while it's easy! The Island Challenge is all about working together with your Pokemon to overcome your opponents, and that means the hard parts of travelling Alola too! If you want to do things early, you're going to have to work extra hard for it, okay?”

Hau nodded. That was something he'd been taught from a young age, instructed to both respect and face the challenges the Islands would give him. Moon followed his lead, but didn't fully understand just what the Captain was referring to. Mallow smiled at them.

“Good! Let's go!”

With intense strides Kahili Hano walked the streets of Heahea City, eyes roving from side to side, building to building, person to person. She was hunting, and the intensity that surrounded her pushed back those who recognised the famous Trainer and at first intended to approach. P-probably best not to right now.

A pair of seated people she walked past lowered the newspapers they had been reading once she was beyond them, the news of Kahuna Koa's passing printed upon the pages. Dexio and Sina let their eyes meet.

“She seems mad.”

“Oh!” The trio of Trainers, one Captain and two Island Challengers, came to a halt as a small brown Pokemon dashed past them, disappearing into the greenery on the other side of the path. Moon immediately raced off in pursuit.

Mallow's laughter at the sight of the Trainer disappearing into the tree-line followed after her but went unacknowledged. Moon wasn't stopping for anything. Not with that target ahead. Mallow glanced at Hau with a smile. “She's quick to chase what she wants.” Hau nodded back. Yeah, she sure was.

“So hey,” leaning against a tree, waiting for Moon to return with the prize she'd set her eyes on, Mallow considered Hau. Grandson to Kahuna Hala, who she'd only met a few times. She'd watched the recording of his Grand Trial too – he'd done really well! – and he seemed to be going perfectly fine even now. Two Pokemon at eleven. She'd done similar but it had still taken her longer than him. He really was something too. She smiled. “How're you feeling?”

“Me?” Almost surprised to be asked, Hau glanced around. No-one else. Looked back to Mallow. She tilted her head and nodded. Hau frowned. “I'm fine. Nothing wrong here!”

Was that so. Mallow pushed back off the tree and turned her head, looking in the direction Moon had gone. She'd be back soon enough, new Pokemon in hand. Mallow could already tell.

That girl just felt like she could do anything at all.

“She's something else,” her words drew Hau a little closer, crossing the path to watch in the same direction. “Hard to believe, really.”

“Yeah,” Hau had no trouble agreeing, watching the bushes beyond the path sway. “I gotta work extra hard to keep up.”

Mallow's pause went unnoticed. She spoke again a moment after. “Do you?”

“Yeah!” Hau nodded more enthusiastically at this, “She's got all these Pokemon, so I need to do my best not to fall behind! We're training hard every day! And...” The immediate drying up of Hau's speech drew Mallow's eyes back to him. He was looking away. Shuffling from one foot to the other. She waited another moment.

“Yes?”

“I just-” the words came out fast enough for Hau to then hold back on them, bouncing between wanting to talk and wanting to say nothing. Mallow waited. After a moment he continued. “I battled someone yesterday. He told me I... I wasn't trying. That I was path- that I wasn't as good as Moon.” Mallow held her words. If she knew who had said that, she'd have something to say to them. “And I mean I'm not!” Hau's admission didn't help Mallow's consideration. “She's incredible and... I'm trying. But maybe it's not enough. All I was thinking was, I want to grow with my Pokemon, and that if we did our best and stayed happy we'd make it but... maybe I'm not trying hard enough. I just... I don't know how to keep up...”

In the silence that followed there was another rustling of bushes, another Pokemon dashing out from them across the path. The same as the last, but one far more confident and curious. It stopped and inspected the pair of humans before it. Mallow held back.

“Hey Hau,” he looked up at her voice, before following her attention to see the Pokemon. Quickly stepped up to it and opened a Pokeball. He had to try, right? Mallow's question continued, “You're raising your Pokemon with love, right? You care for them?”

The red light from the Pokeball gave way to a yellow shape, electricity crackling from red cheeks. The Pokemon, one that could only be raised with the care of a true Pokemon Trainer, answered the question as loudly as Hau did.

“Of course!”

Mallow watched the battle. Watched as Hau's Pokemon cornered its opponent, who fell under its electrical bolts soon enough. The difference between wild Pokemon in this region and the young boy was already so much. Rustling in her bag, Mallow caught Hau's attention and held out a Pokeball, light pink in colour. She smiled as he put it to use.

If he was raising his Pokemon with love and care, then Hau... “You're going exactly as fast as you need to.”

Moon returned with a victorious grin that only widened to see Hau clutching his own new Pokemon. Treating the one she had bested with potions she kept, Moon and Hau allowed theirs to run about and play with each other as they oversaw their new partners.

As Rotom-dex gave a detailed explanation of the Evolution Pokemon Eevee.

“So then!” Mallow watched the two children playing with their Pokemon, forming the Bonds that would see them on to greater heights. Moon at this point came as no surprise that she could catch whatever Pokemon she set her eyes upon, but Hau claiming a third and – Mallow noted – still doing fine was a shock. Ten minutes ago she'd been comparing Hau to her own growth. Now he was far beyond her. These kids... “Any future plans for those two?”

“Zzt!” Launching into a spiel about the varying evolutionary possibilities for Eevee, Rotom-dex continued to float above the group. Mallow waited for it to finish before making her opinion known.

“Well I think you should both evolve them to Leafeon!” The two looked at her while Mallow smiled back, watching the two Eevee at play. “After all, the Grass-type is the best!” Perhaps she could be accused of leaning too heavily upon her type-bias, but that was the point! It was there to support you and help you grow. For those who followed theirs, at least. “There's even a place in my Trial Site where they'll evolve!”

Hau spent a moment considering, but Mallow could already see Moon's attention turn back to the Pokemon before her. She already had a powerful Grass-type after all.

“Otherwise Kahuna Olivia has a whole bunch of Evolution Stones you can use, you just need to ask her later!” That got both Moon and Hau to nod. Mallow smiled.

“Zzt!” Accessing another article, Rotom-dex sounded off again. “Presenting data from current public research efforts attempting to identify further Eevee evolutions! Unova Region Project: investigation into the seasonal cyc-”

“Okay okay let's go,” Mallow waved for Moon and Hau to stand up as the Rotom-dex continued to report on the global search for further evolutions of the mysterious Pokemon, “the hills are just ahead, it's time for the hard part!”

The path they'd been following opened up, forest clearing away to the beginnings of an upward trek. Paniola Town, and the farming land around it, lay further still ahead.

It was time to climb.

Purposeful intent guided Kahili Hano across Heahea City, questioning everyone she saw for clues. She paused for a moment, breathed out frustration, and continued on. No stopping. Not until they were found.

They weren't getting away.

Behind the glass of the shopfront Kahili had stopped before, Sina licked absently at the ice-cream she held, Dexio continuing to deliberate his order behind her.

In comparison to the active forest they'd travelled through, Moon and Hau saw little wild Pokemon on the path beyond. Stretches of farmland contained herds of Pokemon – Miltank, Tauros, Mudbray, and Mareep – however they kept mostly to themselves beyond the fencing along the road. Once in a while a vehicle could be seen in the distance, running along the wider roads flowing from town to city, but this track itself was walked by these three alone.

Quickly the climb began to wear on them.

“Keep going you're doing great!” Mallow had walked this path enough to be pretty good at it, but she'd still want to take a load off and get some food by the end. The Pokemon with her were more than capable of carrying the two kids if needed, but she'd only do that when they weren't able to go any further themselves. It was important to push yourself as part of your Trial. That was part of Alola's tradition too.

Goodness, she watched as Moon and Hau continued their climb, speaking to one another as they went, each pleased with the Pokemon they had caught.

They really were so young.

A steel bird circled over Heahea City. It was no omen, nothing particularly of note, but a threatening pall continued to build upon the shoulders of the two who didn't notice it. Not until it was too late.

Sina stopped Dexio and pointed, identifying the Skarmory cresting just overheard, only moments before a heavy hand settled on each of their shoulders. A steel voice greeted them.

“Dexio. Sina.” Neither turned around to look Kahili in the eye. Too much raw danger emanated from her. Dexio gulped and focused on the taste of the ice-cream he'd had before. Ah. That had been nice.

“Let's. Talk.”

“What were you thinking?”

Attention flickered to the loud voice in the Heahea City Park, but wisely those who got close enough chose to back off again. Firstly because there appeared to be a furious oni there and secondly because that furious oni was Kahili Hano and so the two she was dressing down probably deserved it.

Kahili dropped her voice to keep the specifics quiet. The last, the absolute last thing she needed right now was this getting out.

“A Salamencite? Are you insane?” Dexio and Sina at least had the decency to look shamed by Kahili, but that wasn't nearly good enough. She ground a foot against the grass. Unbelievable. Of all the irresponsible- “What is wrong with you two? She's eleven!”

“Y'know,” Dexio held back a flinch when the furious Kahili turned on him, maintaining his ground thanks to his own experiences, “it's really not that different from what you all do here.” The ice of the moment extended as Kahili stared him down. He shook his head and continued. “I mean, the whole Island Challenge gives a bunch of eleven-year olds those Z-Crystals, right? Using Z-Moves is as draining as a Mega Evolution.”

“Firstly.” Kahili's dagger stare went undeflected as she launched her rebuttal, “Z-Crystals are presented to Trainers when they complete their Trials. The number of Trainers to complete a Trial at that age is... small.” Dexio made a noise like that kind of distinction didn't matter. Kahili raised her volume a touch. “Secondly.” Silence. “Using a Z-Move exhausts. Mega Evolved Pokemon are wildly powerful and not fully in control – presenting threats to their Trainers especially when new. And Mega Salamence is one of, if not the, most vicious and uncontrollable of them all. Do you have any concept of how dangerous it is to hand that to someone? A child, Dexio. Sina.”

“A child with a Bagon!” Sina countered this time, “Not a Salamence. No Mega Salamence yet.”

“Yet.” Kahili said the word with all the speed of a bullet. It shut the pair up. “Who even- who even knows how long it will take her. She's impossible. It could be less than a year.”

“We are here to help y'know.” Dexio's words earned a note of scorn from Kahili. Sina shook her head.

“We are! It's not like any of us know what's going to happen, but we're definitely able to help no matter what! You know we're good for it.”

It was frustrating for Kahili to admit that. The two possessed a gift for bringing out a Trainer's latent abilities. Pairing them with Moon would be...

“She's eleven.”

“She needs people who can help her find her limits safely.”

“The Mega Stone won't hurt. We'll know when her Bagon evolves long before it evolves again. We can intercede then. Safely.”

The argument of the two upon Kahili, who was so very tired from the previous night of trying to find the absent Moon and then the morning of hunting for the pair in her frustration, wore her down. Her shoulders sagged.

“I'm still mad at you two.”

“Let us buy you lunch to make up for it?”

“... fine.”

By the time the midday sun hung heavy in the sky overhead, absent of clouds, its blue reflected in the sea seen far below, Hau, Moon, and Mallow entered Paniola Town. Centre of the farming region on the north-side of Akala Island, built into the western slopes of Wela Volcano, it served as central hub for the area, the population of every farm around making their way to the town according to their need.

The energy here was different to Heahea or Hau'oli, to Iki or Wai'oli. The cities were busy, modern, people and Pokemon all going about their way. The towns had been quiet, slumbering, tradition a cloak worn upon old shoulders.

But here in Paniola Town was the movement of a people alive and united. Everyone knew one another, everyone worked hard, and everyone cheered together. People greeted each other as they went, not so close as to repeat the motion every day, but not so far as to never truly know the other. Mallow smiled as she walked through its gates and quickly those who saw her said hello. Greeted the young Trial-goers without anything but warmth and welcoming.

Moon relaxed as soon as she realised she had nothing to hide.

“Okay!” Mallow pointed with full determination, eyeing off the Pokemon Center ahead, “We are sitting down and getting food!” To that Moon and Hau agreed immediately. They'd made it past the climb, the upwards path following the slope of the mountainous expanse that conquered Akala's north, but it had still been tiring. Adding to that Hau now supported a third Pokemon, which Mallow reminded herself of as she arranged food for the three to share. A third Pokemon and he'd kept going. Kept pace and made it to the top.

Moon was something else, an impossible power, but Hau, Hau was someone incredible too. Comparing himself to Moon the way he did, he'd never really know it. There was something sad about that, Mallow thought.

She might send Kahuna Hala a word later. Just to let him know.

Once fed, once rested, Mallow took charge once more and led the two across Paniola Town. She'd sent word to Captain Kiawe the day before, and so to see him standing in the centre of town, arms crossed, waiting patiently, brought a smile. Mallow waved on approach.

“Heeeey! Kiawe!”

Captain Kiawe gave the impression of someone who walked the path Hau and Moon had climbed every single day. He wore red, the colour in his shorts, his sandals, and the highlights amongst his black and wavy hair which resembled a flame itself. That was the end of what he wore, his upper body shirtless, the tattoos upon his shoulders on full display alongside his muscular build.

Both Hau, who had never met the Captain, and Moon, stared at the dark-skinned figure as he waved back to Mallow and approached. There was a lot going on here.

“Greetings!” Kiawe spoke with a naturally loud voice, coming to a stop before the group, “And welcome to Paniola Town! I am Captain Kiawe of Akala Island, head of the Fire Trial at Wela Volcano. I believe one of you intends on taking this Trial as their first of Akala?”

“Oh yes!” Hau jumped, waving a hand, “That's me!” Kiawe nodded, arms still crossed. Mallow, standing behind Moon and Hau now, poked her tongue out at his stoic appearance. He didn't react to it.

“Very good,” Kiawe addressed Hau, “I look forward to seeing your challenge. If your goal is to take on my Trial, I will depart Paniola Town tomorrow, if you are prepared?”

“Yep!” Hau nodded again, “I'm ready!”

A moment. A pause. Kiawe let his eyes pass over the two Trainers. He'd heard everything too. Every Captain had. Still...

“Are you?” The question actually stopped Hau's jumping. Kiawe considered. “It is a Captain's prerogative to say when a Trainer is ready for their Trial. Perhaps you would be willing to undergo a test?”

Hau nodded immediately, completely ready for anything. Kiawe turned his eyes on Moon. “The both of you, in fact.” She looked directly at him and for a moment he felt like the world paused. There was something about her he couldn't place. Something unnatural. She was a Pokemon Trainer who had six Bonds, powerful ones too, Kiawe knew that. But even still she wasn't anything like the few he'd seen.

Maybe it was just because she was so young.

“In that case!” Hau spun to face Moon, who turned to face him as well. She knew. Nodded even before he said it. Hau grinned. “Let's have a Pokemon Battle, Moon!”

Paniola Town didn't have battling grounds the way other places did, and so Kiawe led Moon and Hau beyond the town's borders into a field where they would have the freedom to go all out. Taking position as judge, Kiawe waited for Mallow to step up beside him. His request that she 'keep an eye open' was met with a dry 'of course'. She wasn't about to ignore what they'd see in this.

“Does either Trainer have a request for the rules of this battle?” Kiawe's announcement drew both Hau and Moon's attention, but one response outsped the other, and Hau's answer of 'go all out' faltered under Moon's specifications. “Very well!” Kiawe raised his arms, “This will be a two versus two Pokemon Battle! Prepare yourselves!”

“Hey Moon!” In the time before the battle began, Hau's voice stretched across the field, “Why aren't you going all out? We're meant to give it everything we've got, right?” He didn't want to fall behind. He didn't want to be nothing. If she didn't give him everything she had then he'd never keep up with her. That wasn't fair.

But Moon's answer was different. This demand wasn't to make things easier for Hau, or harder for her. It was to think in a different way, battle in another manner she'd have to learn. And against Hau she'd be pushed to give it everything she had.

He was silent after that declaration.

“Hey Kiawe quick!” Kiawe looked away from the field just in time for Mallow to take the picture on her phone, capturing the two of them with Hau and Moon in the background. “Awesome!” Sending the snap along with a message of 'Fight time, wish you were here =)', she turned her attention back to the battlefield as Kiawe sighed and did the same.

A little later Captain Ilima responded to the picture with a single “:(”.

“The battle!” Kiawe's naturally loud voice brought Moon and Hau back to attention. Moon raised a Pokeball. Still somewhat questioning Moon's intent, Hau did the same. Two versus two. Let's go. “Will begin! Trainers... go!”

Two Pokeballs opened and two Pokemon appeared. Moon, leading with Bagon, enjoyed the cry of the Rock Head Pokemon, glad to be out once again. Holding back to keep attention off of her had been... way too frustrating.

Finally she could cut loose.

The Pokemon opposing her however came as a surprise. Moon was used to her battles with Hau ending with starter against starter, but today Hau had led with Popplio. Unsure as to his plan, Moon directed her Pokemon forward. Popplio was fast, but Bagon was sturdy. She had confidence.

Hau directed his Pokemon to do the same.

The grass of the field was not thick, did not provide real cover, yet somehow with its water-jet speed Popplio made use of it all the same, moving quick enough to momentarily dart out of view. Bagon's speed did not match its opponents' when the Sea Lion Pokemon used its water to move, but each time it struck there was a moment where the Dragon was free to counter-attack. Water was ineffective against a Dragon-type Pokemon, allowing Bagon to weather the attacks freely. Slowly the battle tipped in Moon's direction.

“Does he...” Mallow considered, watching the battle play out. She wasn't an expert at Water-types or anything, but after a solid year as a Captain she knew a thing or two about the Alolan Starters, “not know?”

“Perhaps,” Kiawe remained impartial. “Many Trainers continue unaware of their Pokemon's full abilities. If he does not understand the strength he possesses then-”

“Hey Hau!” Ignoring Kiawe's reply Mallow had bounded across the field, yelling out to the Trainer, “Don't you have any other moves?”

It was a prompt in the right direction, not outright advice, but perhaps she would still be scolded for it. Still, when Mallow looked back at Moon, the girl didn't seem upset in the least. If anything thrilled when Hau tried something different. First bubbles, obscuring her Bagon's view and allowing Popplio to get closer. A tackle without water, though still not enough to overcome the strength of the dragon, who smacked its opponent back.

Then Popplio gave a cry that glowed, the sound becoming power in the air. It was a technique it had never been directed to use before, one neither it nor Hau had been aware of. But in battle a Trainer can often reveal a Pokemon's abilities by their own will to win. In Hau's command to search for something else, his Popplio found the answer.

A new attack, and one the Bagon was not only unprepared for but weak to. It fell and did not rise. Hau cheered. Moon smiled.

Popplio glowed.

“Hey hey hey!” Mallow's cry of shock accompanied the sound of pictures taken on her phone, snap after snap of the glowing Pokemon as energy coursed through it and its shape morphed into something else. “Really? Is that really-”

Kiawe watched Hau. He faltered for a moment, then shook his head and raised it again, eyes bright. Moon had evolved her starter Pokemon within three weeks of obtaining it. Hau was not even a week behind.

It really was stunning to see.

“Zzt!” Free to observe the battle, the Rotom-dex joyfully announced the new observation. “Brionne, evolution of Popplio, the Pop Star Pokemon!”

Moon cheered loudly. Hau just smiled, still somewhat stunned by it. Knelt down to the Pokemon as it returned to him and coursed a hand over its head, across its sleek blue fur. He was catching back up. He grinned at the Pokemon as it barked back at him. No time to stop now.

“Moon let's keep going!”

As Moon called back her Bagon and unleashed her Dartrix Hau sent Brionne forward, intent on allowing the two starter Pokemon, raised together, now evolved, to meet in battle once more. So they did, jets of water once more carrying the Pokemon at speed necessary to chase Moon's own, while Dartrix unleashed leaves that swirled through the grass and left stalks falling in their wake.

Tired from the battle before, even with its evolution, Brionne did not fight for long, yet still managed to strike some blows against the Blade Quill Pokemon. Using the powerful voice attack that had bested Bagon worked, and Hau smiled to see Brionne doing its best. He was keeping up.

Then Dartrix slammed it to the ground and Hau called his Pokemon back, thankful for all its hard efforts. Sent out his second, to match Moon's. The pace was in his favour, even if he felt that Moon's restriction favoured him to begin with. Still, he'd see the battle through, as she'd wished. He wouldn't fall short again.

Not him and not Pikachu too.

“A Pikachu,” Kiawe observed the Pokemon as Moon and Hau gave commands, the Mouse Pokemon hammering Dartrix with electricity, “He evolved that too then.”

“Yep,” Mallow joined Kiawe, the eyes of each on Hau, “Not sure when, after his Grand Trial but before today. So that's two evolved Pokemon, one from a baby, one from his starter, and he caught an Eevee this morning too.”

“Amazing.” There was little else else Kiawe could say. A Trainer like that only came once in a generation. Hau was truly incredible. But then...

The shining bright light wrapping around Moon was the Z-Move she was preparing, passing its power on to Dartrix. Pikachu's energy going into this battle made it dangerous, forcing her to go for a decisive finisher. It was the best way.

Yet Hau learned too. He had watched her Grand Trial. And the timing was right for him. A Z-Move would answer a Z-Move. His own Normalium-Z shone.

In the light of two Z-Moves colliding, the intense force and focus blinding and deafening the Trainers to anything else, only Mallow heard Kiawe yell in excitement at the grand battle before catching himself, attempting to pretend like he hadn't been swept up in it. She laughed at him. He pretended not to hear.

The light cleared. The result the same as before. Z-Move against Z-Move. This was how it ended.

Moon called back her Dartrix as Hau did the same for his Pikachu, Kiawe raising both hands and announcing the battle as a draw. Each Trainer had committed two Pokemon and all four of those Pokemon had been knocked out. The battle was over.

Hau fell to a knee, vision blurring, breathing heavily. He'd really gone all out huh? Step by step Moon approached, her pace even, her breathing the same as ever. She extended a hand and Hau took it, grinning at her as he stood back up, shaky all the same.

If only for a little bit... he'd kept pace. He told her that and she smiled. Good. That was... good...

Mallow took the collapsed Hau off of Moon, the young girl flustered by his sudden fall. It wasn't a surprise though, the Captain considered. Maintaining three Pokemon, two of them evolved, one having just evolved, and then using a Z-Move? She'd have been done for the day after that at thirteen. It made sense. What didn't was...

“You did well.” Kiawe spoke to Moon, Mallow helping Hau stand as he muttered apologies for his exhaustion. She'd have none of that though, and brightly helped him back to the Pokemon Center in Paniola to rest. The two moved off. Kiawe led Moon after.

“You feel fine?” Kiawe's question was answered by a nod. Six Pokemon, one an evolved Starter, one a Dragon, the remaining four who knew what. And a Z-Move. And she was fine. They had a theory, something they'd discussed in calls about this impossible Trainer. Seeing this battle, Kiawe began to believe it. It was not that the Trainer Moon had some incredible ability to resist the demands of her Bonds, that she powered through their drain with head held high.

It was that Moon did not feel the demand at all. As though providing this power meant nothing to her. That it was the barest drop from a well with perhaps no bottom. Looking at her as she walked, making her way back to the town, Kiawe became convinced that must be true. The feeling around her, it was of something endless. Something big, much bigger than anything he'd ever seen before.

A Trainer with more fire than perhaps Wela Volcano itself.

He was looking forward to seeing how she approached his Trial.

By the time Hau was rested enough to be back on his feet night had fallen, Kiawe leaving the town to make his way to a distant job. Still the Captain had promised he'd be there the next morning, ready to lead Hau further upon his Island Challenge. Mallow would do the same for Moon.

Left to her own devices, Mallow seized control of Kiawe's house, his family ceding the kitchen to the industrious cook of a Captain. Her style when it came to food was something unique, but she experienced more successes than failures, especially with the slightest guiding hand.

For the young Trainers their son would be aiding, Kiawe's parents happily joined them in a meal. Mallow grinned as everyone, people and Pokemon alike dug in.

It had been a busy day today. Likely just as busy tomorrow. Good. She liked it that way.

She really couldn't wait to see what these young Trainers did next.

A boat docked in Heahea City late that night. From it two figures emerged, exhausted from the day. They hadn't slept the night before, and fielding questions from all angles as they lent a hand to the family of Kahuna Koa, splitting attention upon them, had worn them both ragged.

Kahuna Olivia waved Kukui along. At least a drink that night before they crashed out. She owed him that much for the amount of attention from curious reporters he'd absorbed. Kukui couldn't say no to that.

Kahili caught them shortly after and joined them.

“She has a what?”

Kukui's incredulous cry, half begging to be told he'd heard incorrectly, found no mercy from Kahili. She nodded and repeated herself. “Moon has a Key Stone and Salamencite.”

Kukui wasted only a moment more of staring blankly before finishing his drink.

And so the next morning came. Hau and Moon stretched in the morning's light, emerged from the house of Captain Kiawe – the offer to spend the night from his family very appreciated – and prepared to move forward. Mallow and Kiawe spent a final few minutes discussing how best to guide the pair.

Then approached.

“Alright!” Mallow pointed, “Moon, we're heading further through the farmlands, and then around Wela Volcano's west side and on to Brooklet Hill!”

“As for us,” Kiawe gave a different direction, “You and I, Hau, will be travelling down to Royal Avenue, at the centre of Akala, and then up Wela Volcano's east side to my Trial Site.”

Moon and Hau each nodded. Turned to one another.

“Hey Moon,” Hau extended a closed fist, “I'll be at the Battle Royal when I finish my Trial, meet me there?”

Moon met the fist with her own. And nodded. Time to go on.

Parting ways, each smiled and kept heads held high.

Their next Trials lay ahead.

Chapter Text

Mallow dressed herself that morning enjoying the sun's light shining in through the upper windows of Kiawe's family house. It was to be a busy day for her, leading the trainer Moon past the farmlands north of Paniola Town, and then through the forest beyond. Most trainers would follow the western roads, heading through the coastal townships until they reached Brooklet Hill, but that would not be the direction they went. Oh no.

Far too many eyes along that way.

It was an unpleasant thing, the thought that this girl Moon had no safety on her own. Travelling together with your Pokemon, it was meant to be the symbol of freedom. Anyone could do it if they tried. But Moon's meteoric rise to fame had staunched that. Too many people wanted to see her, talk to her, find out why she was the way she was. Alone she would be hounded, unable to find peace. It was awful.

Knuckles rapped against wood. “Hey Moon, may I come in?” An affirmative in response. Mallow entered the room the girl was in.

Most trainers who travelled did so alone or with friends. Wandered from place to place around Alola, grew and matured, taking on the Trials as they went. Those who proved adept for raising Pokemon, for maintaining and growing their power, overcame those Trials, the rate different for everyone. Eleven years of age was when it started, but only an exceptionally small and skilled subset of those who took the Island Challenge completed it in less than three. That was simply the way that it was.

“I've got some clothes that might suit you, would you like to take a look?” Interest answered Mallow's question. She smiled and offered her own stored here. Something Moon might enjoy. Something to help her be herself again. That was what Mallow offered.

To be a Captain of Alola had two requirements. First, you must be under the age of twenty. This ensured constant change amongst the Captains, their time of service averaging three to six years. A Captain was tasked with maintaining a Trial Site, raising and keeping the Totem Pokemon within, and overseeing the Trials taken by trainers across Alola. Through this system many of Alola's strongest Trainers came to share the responsibility of caring for its sacred sites and nurturing their sense of responsibility to the people, Pokemon, and land around them.

The second requirement was to have completed their own Island Challenge.

Kahuna Olivia had told Mallow once that a Kahuna does not battle in their Grand Trial to claim victory, but instead to impart a lesson. For every Trial-goer a different lesson was needed to direct them, to help them grow further with their Pokemon, and a Kahuna must be able to determine what that lesson should be. It was one of the most important aspects of their role.

Mallow wondered what she would battle Moon to teach, if she were the Kahuna overseeing Moon's next Grand Trial. Moon's battle yesterday with Hau had been a draw, each expending two Pokemon equally, but that had been a result of Moon's own choice. She'd specified the limits, which favoured Hau. And she'd measured herself as well, all the same.

Moon could use two Z-Moves. Even thinking about that Mallow shook her head. In a single day she could use three, spaced roughly four hours apart, and by the third she'd be out within a half hour. Moon had used two in the span of five minutes. She'd used a Z-Move for the first time ever a week before, Ilima had reported. The numbers were all wrong. They were all so wrong.

“Oh how about some green? Would that look good?” Moon considered the shirt Mallow was holding up, forest-green with a ribbon tied around the waist. Held out her hands to try it on. Mallow smiled and handed it over.

The Captains of Alola were family, their age ranging from fourteen to twenty, from the average youngest one would complete their Island Challenge to the age of retirement from the role. They relied on one another, those younger seeking advice to stave off self-doubt from those older. And no matter what they were always there for one another and always willing to lend their aid.

To this end, both Mallow and the third Captain of Akala Island, Lana, had a stash of clothing kept at Kiawe's house in Paniola Town. Kiawe was the only one of the three to live on the northern half of the Island, which proved difficult as all three of Akala's Trials were to be found there as well. Because of this Mallow and Lana both spent a large amount of time away from home, staying close to their Trial Sites or lending aid across Akala before returning home for a few days more. Staying at Kiawe's house helped, and he enjoyed the presence of his fellow Captains as much as they did his.

In Alola, the only way to overcome adversity was together, after all.

The sum total of this was simply that it proved no issue at all for Mallow to dig up clothing she hadn't worn in a while that would loosely fit Moon, who was only slightly shorter than she was. And having something new to try out, to try and find herself in, would help. Mallow got that impression immediately.

Moon's hair was caramel-blonde, hanging loosely around her shoulders. She sat quietly and accepted Mallow's help to tie it into braids, making mention it had to make her look different. Different to the Moon Mallow had seen in the video, dark hair tied back in a ponytail, smiling wildly without a single care.

Even in the battle against Hau the day before Mallow hadn't seen that free-spirited smile. Not once on Moon's face. She didn't like that one bit.

Moon with six Pokemon. Moon with the ability to perform multiple Z-Moves in a row. Moon who the entire world had discovered and was so intent to find. Moon who'd had to be disappeared from their sight. Moon who Mallow was escorting personally through the dense forest of Akala because it would keep her away from where those interested might gather along the traditional path of an Island Challenge.

Moon who didn't smile. Not like she should.

Hau had been caught up in this too, that was why he was being similarly escorted. Young trainers should be free to roam, but Moon and Hau both would be stopped and quizzed if caught alone. Moon for who she was, Hau for his proximity to her. Given the young boy's struggle to assert himself while being measured against Moon, that would do nothing for him either. It was a mess.

It was all such a mess.

Mallow breathed out, stood up, and smiled. “You look good!”

Olivia had told Mallow that the Kahuna battle to teach. In her Final Trial, facing the four Kahuna atop Mount Lanakila, Mallow had been taught to stand against adversity. To mind her Pokemon's limits. To listen to their voices. And to not be cowed by those standing against her. Be confident. Have confidence. She remembered that still.

She didn't know what Moon would experience when facing the four Kahuna at the end of her Island Challenge. She didn't know what Moon would experience when facing Olivia for her Grand Trial at the end of her time here in Akala.

But she knew what she'd want to teach Moon, if she were the one Tapu Lele chose next.

She'd want to teach Moon to smile.

Dressed in a blouse of forest green over white shorts suited to Alola's warmth, Moon brushed a stray blonde hair from her forehead and adjusted her wide-brimmed hat. Aside from her dark-skin there was little that could compare her to the Moon the masses knew. Mallow led the way with the girl following behind, beyond the reaches of Paniola Town after their parting with Kiawe and Hau, and thought.

There was a lot to think about.

“It's quiet.” Her observation was agreed to by Moon – Paniola Town was the type to have hustle and bustle from the moment the sun rose, but this morning it was silent. Ideal for leaving without attention but... Mallow shook her head. “Everyone's still feeling Kahuna Koa's loss.”

Moon didn't know Kahuna Koa.

“Kahuna Koa was the leader of Poni Island,” Mallow told the story as the two started to walk, making their way out to the farmlands beyond Paniola. With plans for the area Mallow wanted to go on foot, which Moon seemed fine with. She seemed to enjoy the walk, seeing nature at an easy pace. That was the right attitude to have for a Trial-goer without question. “He was kind of like... the nice grandpa of Alola? Everyone knew him like that, even Kahuna Hala! He was really kind and really strong and always said that what he wanted most was to help teach more people to love Alola, its land, people, and Pokemon. Everyone admired him.”

He sounded impressive.

“He's had trouble for a while, days where he wasn't able to get up and leave the house, but he always made sure to be ready for a Trainer when they were on their Island Challenge. There's been...” Mallow counted against her fingers, measuring the two year span since completing her Final Trial, “Fif...teen... people after me who did their Final Trials? No wait I'm getting something wrong.” She resumed counting again. “It's... about eight to ten per year, right?” Moon looked at Mallow like she was asking her. Mallow shook her head. “I'm forgetting something but it's only been a couple. He really did seem fine two years ago.”

Silence. The topic wasn't exactly the type to help someone smile. Mallow caught that only as she was giving her final thought.

“I hope his family is okay.”

Loud braying broke the silence to follow, a herd of Mudbray storming up to the fence along the road Mallow and Moon were walking. Smiling and laughing Mallow reached out to the Pokemon, who in their excitement to see her pushed up against the fence. A voice called out over the herd's noise.

“Hey Mallow, don't let them break out again y'hear?”

“Kay!” Mallow rubbed her hands over the noses of each of the Pokemon, pushing them back at the same time, encouraging the herd to back up a little. Another Pokemon pushed through them.

“They're always like this with you,” the woman was seated on the back of a Tauros, looking over the Captain and young one with her. Island Challenger? “You spoil them too much whenever you visit.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Mallow apologised in a tone that said she felt in no way apologetic at all. “I can't help it! They're all so cute!”

“Honestly,” the woman rolled her eyes, before making eye contact with Moon. Young one. Rare to see a trainer on a Trial in Akala that young looking. Must be skilled. Hmm. “Captain Mallow's meant to help keep the peace in Akala, but every time she comes through these farmlands she just riles everyone up.”

Mallow pouted but it was clearly a play expression. The woman cast her eyes back over to the girl. “Adrien's been looking for you by the way,” her words drew Mallow's attention back, joking stance giving way to interest, “think he wants you to help with a Herdier that won't play nice.”

“Honestly,” Mallow put her hands to her hips, mimicking the woman's word and shaking her head, “how many is that now? How does one person successfully raise that many unruly Pokemon?”

“Darned if I know,” the woman was directing her Tauros to move, the crowd of Mudbray following with it, “but it'd help us all to have it far better behaved. See what you can do.” As the farmer woman rode the Wild Bull Pokemon away Mallow waved. Moon waved too. Mallow turned back to her.

“I tend to spend a lot of time in the farmlands,” she explained, “my family has a restaurant in Konikoni City: I can't work there a lot so instead I help out with managing ingredient deals. The farms here produce a lot of good stuff.” Moon nodded, interested in that. Mallow smiled. “Well when you come to Konikoni City, I'll meet you there and make you a meal. Just don't blame me if nowhere else will do after you've tasted the Aina's Kitchen best!”

Moon smiled a little and the two moved on.

Built into the nutrient-rich slopes of Wela Volcano, the farmland beyond Paniola Town produced much of the Alola Region's foodstuff. Herd Pokemon were kept in farms across the Akala Plateau, a stretch of relatively flat land that encircled the south-western half of Wela Volcano before plunging down to the shoreline below.

Along the paths and roads between the farms criss-crossing the land Mallow led Moon, checking in upon each she passed. Moon watched as the Captain navigated with ease, joyfully conversing with each farmer she stopped along the way, and fawning over the Pokemon that came up to see her. It was almost intimidating, the way she could handle so much around her without missing a beat. Crowds weren't Moon's thing. Lots of people talking, especially people she didn't know, was overwhelming. But Mallow didn't get overwhelmed. Mallow didn't need to get away.

Mallow shone.

Moon didn't say that but maybe Mallow could tell she was thinking it all the same. She smiled as they left the latest farm they'd stopped in at, Mallow helping the farmhand with a recalcitrant Herdier, lecturing the young man about letting the Pokemon he raised run him ragged. You need to give them plenty of exercise to keep them content: if you're not able to keep up then you'll just make things worse for the both of you! She'd given that speech before. He'd better listen this time. Or else.

Moon hadn't thought the Captain was the type to look threatening, with her constant smiles and joyful expressions, but the farmhand had backed up with an expression that said he understood. Moon hadn't caught it on Mallow's face before the Captain looked back at her with a grin.

“Alright then, shall we move on?”

Not every field was farmland owned. For as many herds of Pokemon were kept in farm environments, others were left to wander free. A greater responsibility shared across the farming community of Paniola ensured the herds never caused too much harm, but it was good to allow Pokemon to roam as they would across the land. Alola was their home too.

“Would you like to catch some?”

If it were any other Trainer, any other at all, Mallow wouldn't suggest this. But Moon could do it. And Mallow wanted to observe that. Even now Moon had her Eevee with her, the small brown Pokemon running about, though staying closer to its Trainer than most. It had a bit of a nervous disposition.

Mallow smiled listening to Moon speak to it, reassure it, teaching it about her and ensuring they were ready to work together. She sounded like the best of the best, the purest of Pokemon Trainers, those who could speak to their Pokemon and communicate every last bit of their intent. It wasn't just Moon's incredible ability to sustain six Trainer's Bonds, she was also an exceptional Trainer – in both raising Pokemon and battling with them. She was someone incredible and impossible already, but with growth she'd surpass every prediction.

Mallow was sure she was watching a legend in the making.

Still, there was something weird. There was something weird about watching Moon directing her Eevee, battling against a wild Mareep along the way. There was something weird about her when she commanded her Dartrix, the Blade Quill Pokemon evolved far sooner than most. There was something weird about the way the light caught the Key Stone in the pendant she wore, something she should not have.

There was something weird about Moon, something that felt off in a way Mallow couldn't place, and she continued to be unable to place it as Moon continued throughout the day. Caught a Pokemon and then another. Sent them off to storage. Mallow walked up beside her.

“So hey, what's the plan for those new Pokemon?” Her question prompted a look from Moon that seemed confused. Which was also weird. “If you're not going to use them, they'll just get released after a little while. You're not... the type of person who just takes out and puts them back all the time to keep a collection, are you?” There were systems to detect that, but it took a little while. Then prompted an investigation. Those were never fun.

Moon shook her head emphatically. The expression on her face was nothing but distaste for the concept. Good, phew, good. Mallow had been sure Moon was the type who loved Pokemon with her whole heart. She wouldn't be that kind of person.

But then what...

“So what will you do?”

Moon looked away. Hmm? “Moon?” She wasn't giving an answer. Strange. Strange. Very strange. “Hey Rotom-dex.”

“Zzt!” Always eager to be called on, the Rotom-inhabited Pokedex in Moon's bag emerged. Moon made a noise at its forceful exit, the fact it would respond to anyone who asked an annoyance, but didn't grab for it as Mallow queried. Well, she was allowed to ask.

“How many Pokemon does Moon have?”

“Pokemon encountered: sixty! Pokemon caught: twenty-three! Zzt!”

Mallow whistled. Moon didn't make eye-contact.

“You know some people,” commenting idly, Mallow kept walking, Moon following after with Rotom-dex floating behind, “make deals with Pokemon Research Labs, go on big journeys to catch all the Pokemon they can for the Pokedex. So when they catch a Pokemon it gets sent to the lab instead of the Storage System, and then when examination's done they release the Pokemon again. There's a few Trainers who've done that in Alola, though that's more working with the Aether Foundation. Professor Kukui doesn't really have the space for that sort of thing.”

Moon did look up in interest, but Mallow didn't turn back to her. Just kept on walking. “Course that's a deal they only make with accomplished Trainers, since they don't want just anyone catching Pokemon from the wild. That depletes the environment after all!”

Moon had heard a little of the Aether Foundation. They were a Pokemon conservation group, who cared for injured Pokemon before returning them to the wild. It was good, what they did. She approved.

“So you don't have anything like that, do you?” When Mallow did turn back it was to catch an expression on Moon's face that said clearly she did not. Mallow turned forward once more. Hm hm.

Moon wasn't the type to volunteer information. She was guarded. Understandable, in a way, but even still she was sitting on some sort of secret. Some reason she caught the way she did. But if Mallow asked would Moon tell her? She seemed resistant to it. Hmm.

Maybe she'd ask the others.

“Oh the Daycare Ranch!” The last stop before they veered off of the beaten path was the Alola Pokemon Daycare, a special ranch built equally in the fields and forest of the Paniola Farmlands. A special site where Trainers could leave Pokemon for a while, it was used by those who were struggling with a new or evolved Bond, unsure of the time it would take to adapt to, or those who could not keep Pokemon with them for a while – whether due to sickness or some other situation.

Mallow lent a hand often to the location, all three of Akala's Captains keeping an eye on it. Those who cared for the Pokemon there were skilled at what they did, but keeping so many Pokemon in one place could still lead to struggles. Sometimes it helped to have an extra pair of hands.

The meaning of Alola was to look out for one another and lend a hand, after all.

“Let's go in!”

“Greetings, welcome to the Alola Pokemon Daycare! Oh! Captain Mallow, good to see you!” The woman behind the main desk inside the building Mallow had entered waved, Mallow waving back in return. Moon followed behind, but kept quiet and to herself. The clerk looked past the Captain at her. “May I help you, miss?”

“What do you think?” Mallow turned her attention on Moon too, who focused on her alone. “Would you like to leave a Pokemon here? Do you need to?” Moon shook her head quickly enough in answer that Mallow couldn't help but smile. Didn't need the help at all.

Mysterious.

“Then I'm just checking in!” Mallow turned back to the clerk, who immediately joined the Captain in an animated discussion about the going-ons of the ranch. As usual the warmer weather had drawn out many people who'd started journeying and battling once more, and the result of that was Pokemon evolutions some weren't prepared for. Aside from caring for Pokemon the Daycare also offered courses to help Trainers work with their Pokemon to push the limits of their Bonds, to try and help them maintain their new and stronger Pokemon. Those courses always had mixed results, the ability to develop Bonds still lacking understanding despite the millennia humans had shared together with Pokemon.

In the end the most reliable way to push one's Bonds came with time and growth shared together. Little more.

“Are you with that young Trainer then?”

“Yep, helping Moon on the way to her next Trial!”

Mallow's carefree use of Moon's name drew an immediate shocked glare from the girl, however the clerk didn't react to it at all, simply laughing lightly before smiling at Moon. “How wonderful,” her words showed no understanding at all, Moon's expression changing to confusion, “you must be quite the skilled Trainer.”

Moon glanced at Mallow who smiled and nodded at her. What did that even mean? But Moon at least approached now, feeling the slightest hint more confident. If she didn't have to avoid making herself known here then...

“Honestly,” the woman sighed just as Moon closed in, causing her to stop still in her walk, “normally I'd love to offer a Pokemon Egg, those we are left with by Trainers unprepared to take them. But would you believe it, I gave our last one away just the other day!”

“Aww,” Mallow pouted again, “I was hoping you'd have something suuu~per awesome to share!”

“Well now you know we can't promise that,” the woman laughed a light-hearted laugh. Moon relaxed once more. “And that young boy seemed to need something he could care for. He was very stressed.”

Moon looked up and asked.

“Oh? No, I didn't get his name. He was a polite young man, blonde-haired, though possibly overworked. Honestly I was unsure if a Pokemon Egg would help, but he seemed pleased to take it. I hope caring for a young-one helps him find peace.”

Moon considered that. Filed it away for later. Mallow didn't know what any of that meant at all. She shrugged.

“Oh well,” turning to leave, she indicated for Moon to follow, “Guess we'll head out then! I'll come back later this week to see how things are, do your best!”

“Of course!” The woman waved goodbye as Mallow did the same, “Stay safe out there, little Moon!”

Moon didn't look back but Mallow smiled when she caught the expression on her face all the same. That was better.

Despite the early morning start for the Captain and Trial-goer, Mallow's visitations upon the many farms across the Akala Plateau had already set the time past midday. Stopping at the border of forest and plains, the road they were following ending at the ranch left behind, Mallow sat down and opened her bag.

Time for lunch!

Food was shared with Moon, Mallow's Pokemon expert foragers who brought back berries and plants that could be enjoyed by her and Moon's Pokemon both, and the pair of humans and their Pokemon relaxed under the shade of the leaves. Even at this slow pace it had still been a good walk to the forest's edge.

And now for their journey's next leg.

“We'll be meeting Captain Lana in the forest,” once done cleaning the remains of their lunch, Mallow retrieved something else from her bag. It was a device Moon recognised, but in a colour scheme unknown to her. This Ride Pager was pale green, branded with a Pokeball on the back, while hers was white with a golden symbol she didn't know.

Actually, now that she thought about it, that symbol did seem familiar. But to what? Moon shook her head.

“Here we go!” Activating the Pager, Mallow unleashed a Stoutland, who promptly began to nuzzle for affection. She rubbed its face with a smile. “Tauros are faster, but they can't navigate the woods as well as a Stoutland. Hop on board!”

The riding gear set up on the Big-Hearted Pokemon was for two people, a variant Captains kept for helping others get around. It was the responsibility of a Captain to care for the people across Alola, and having Ride Pokemon that could carry many was valuable. Because of that Mallow, like every other Captain, had a Ride Pager of her very own. One of few.

The culture of Ride Pokemon was an Alolan tradition – Pokemon raised to carry people across the land. They were not Pokemon held by a Trainer's Bond, but instead those who formed a partnership with Alola itself. Lent their aid in exchange for care. A different kind of bond. One with far fewer demands.

For most people Ride Pokemon would be experienced through rental stations, the system offering ways to borrow those Pokemon and travel within set locations. Wider-ranging Pokemon could be booked for tours of less inhabited locations, but they would need to be cared for by those heading out, a degree of skill in caring for Pokemon required before the rental would be approved.

Ride Pagers were new. While Ride Pokemon were a time-honoured tradition, the keeping of them had been done through ranches, barns, and other places those Pokemon could stay. The limitations of storage slowly being tested by the increasing population of Alola. A breaking point nearby.

Development of a solution started with the Aether Foundation. A project of theirs ended with – or rather produced as a side-effect, the original goal never mentioned – a new development, a way of transferring a Pokemon through the trade-system to a storage device bound to no Trainer at all. A device that could hold Pokemon without any Bond required.

The initial prototype from the Aether Foundation allowed for only a single Pokemon to be stored within. It was the work of Captain Ilima, contacted by a friend who worked with the Foundation, that led to the development of its current model, a version that could store a multitude of Pokemon. A device that could change the world.

Ilima, working with the Aether Foundation, ensured safeguards. The original device stored a Pokemon within it. The new version linked to the Storage System, ensured the same auto-release timer was used. Wisely did the Captain cover the tracks of the first version of the device – missing in an accident, its blueprints all that was left behind. A method to store a Pokemon without any guarantee of release, without any requirement for a Trainer to feel a Bond, it was dangerous, far far too dangerous.

Honestly, Ilima was thankful that the original device had disappeared, though the specifics of its loss were kept from him. However it may be, the longer that discovery of the original design could be kept back, the better.

Such a devilish item was better off lost.

Today personal Ride Pagers were in short supply. The Captains, Kahuna, and a few key Trainers across the Region had them as a means to support Alola best. Then those who could afford them. Gating by price, the slow release of the devices to the world, had been agreed to between Ilima and the Aether Foundation, accepting that its use would allow for the betterment of the world, though the danger hidden behind it would need to always be measured. For now, a drip-feed to see the effects. To allow them to put a stop to anything that went too far. To test and ensure.

It was still early days.

Moon didn't know this and Mallow didn't think on what little she did. Instead the Captain guided the Stoutland she sat upon the back of, weaving between trees at a pace that had her hair streaming behind her, smiling as she made every nudge and motion to keep the speed. She enjoyed this.

She really did.

Moon wasn't quite as adept at speed. Her first exposure to riding Pokemon properly had been the Tauros in Hau'oli City, and those followed clear lanes. After that was riding on the back of Professor Kukui's Braviary and Moon's almost fall from that still affected her. Heights were not a thing she enjoyed.

The ride to Iki Town atop Tauros-back was with company she knew and trusted. Moon was safe amongst them, and Hau's challenge to her had occupied her thoughts. The crossing of the sea from Melemele to Akala, when Moon had stood at the forefront of Kukui's boat, had again been at Hau's encouragement.

But this was different still. This was having no control, Mallow the one directing, as the Pokemon the two rode upon dashed through the forest, weaving its way between trees that, if hit, would end poorly for all three of them. It was an intense experience and not one Moon was prepared for – Captain Mallow getting far too into the groove of riding to notice the discomfort of her passenger.

Not until she slowed down to a stop.

“Okay, I- Moon?”

On unsteady feet Moon attempted to disembark the Pokemon, one hand over her stomach. A foot missed a stirrup.

“Woah!”

At least she was quick on her feet, Mallow rushing over to catch Moon before she fell. “Are you alright?” The queasy look on Moon's face quickly told Mallow she wasn't, and she relaxed her grip so Moon could dash off into the bushes.

Ah whoops.

When Moon returned, a haggard expression worn, Mallow clapped her hands and held them over her bowed head, resting upon her knees still. An apology must be more than words. “I'm sorry!” A loud splash of water nearby drew Moon's attention away. “Seriously!” Mallow stood up, missing the sound over her own distress, “I wasn't thinking I'm sorry! I really mean it! I do!” Moon's attempt to not focus on the experience struggled under Mallow insistence on acknowledging it. She continued towards the sound.

Mallow, still unaware there was anything drawing Moon, sure it was only her pushing the girl away, felt stricken. She'd messed up so bad oh no oh no. What was she going to do? “Moon,” following after Moon, who'd passed a few trees and had her back to her, Mallow approached, “I'm really really sor-”

“Hup!”

“-ack!”

It was the work of an instant. Moon had followed the sound of splashing to find a stream running through the forest, a girl sitting before it with fishing rod dangling out over the water. Just as Mallow had begun speaking the fishing girl had pulled with all her might, hauled a bright red Pokemon from the water, and sent it flying right into Mallow's face.

Picture perfect aim, really.

“Mallow?”

A face full of Magikarp, Mallow flailed, leaning backwards after the impact before straightening up and letting the fish fall to the ground, bouncing unhappily on the grass. Moon reached down and picked it up.

“Lana!” Mallow's tone was immediately accusatory, “You did that on purpose!”

“Not at all,” the one known as Lana, a girl shorter than Moon with a short cut of sea-blue hair, approached the pair shaking her head. “The Magikarp slipped off of my line. I think they're cleverer than most here.”

“Yeah yeah yeah,” Mallow placed her palms against the sides of Lana's head, staring her down. Lana smiled serenely. “The master fisher let a Magikarp off her line, sure Lana, sure.”

Moon, now having reached the stream, set the Magikarp back into it. It splashed her happily before swimming away. Turning back to the pair, Moon watched as Mallow rubbed the knuckles of one hand against Lana's head, the smaller girl sticking a tongue out in jest.

“Admit you threw that Magikarp at me Lana.”

“It jumped right at you, maybe it wanted to eat the flower you keep?”

“Grrrr!”

There was something to it, the way the two were clearly as comfortable as could be with one another, that made Moon miss Lillie and Hau. When the three were together, when they relaxed and simply were in the same place, that was good. It was a special kind of good better than any other. The only thing like it was the time spent with her Pokemon.

Time spent with those you cared about, huh.

“Hello,” the voice, far less energised than Mallow's, greeted Moon, the girl standing before her. Up close it looked like she was wearing her shirt and pants over a swimsuit. Moon greeted her in return. The girl smiled.

“I'm Lana, Captain of Brooklet Hill. It's nice to meet you, Moon.”

There was a third requirement to be a Captain of Alola. Having completed your Island Challenge, being the right age to spend a few years as a Captain, of course. But thirdly came the right nature. A Captain must care for Alola. Must be ready to raise people and Pokemon. Must help polish the Island Challenge to shine and through it the Trainers that faced it. To do that took understanding and skill that stood above the rest.

The truth was that while Captains were required to surrender the position at twenty, many took the role before the age of sixteen. It was those with the pure ability and drive to overcome their Island Challenge in so short a span of time that were truly Captain material.

Captain Lana of Akala Island, who had completed her Island Challenge the fastest of the current Captains of Alola, was a fearsome force who communicated little of that in her greeting to Moon. Smiled gently. Had recently flung a fish – or at least was being accused of doing so – at Captain Mallow. Looked at Moon with interest.

“How are you feeling?”

The truth of that was that Moon was still a little uneasy after the ride through the forest and, after expressing that, Lana gave Mallow a look that instantly brought the girl back down to her knees. “I didn't mean tooooo!”

Both residents of Konikoni City, Mallow and Lana had grown up together, becoming fast friends. In each they had something they admired in the other – for Lana it was Mallow's ability to befriend and ally with everyone around her, while for Mallow it was Lana's unflinching drive that let her overcome any challenge placed before her. The two shared their Island Challenge, though the difference in age meant Mallow had started hers a full year and a half before Lana.

For as many friendships struggled under the difference between two Trainers, others only became stronger, each matching the other's pace. Lana caught up to Mallow magnificently, only for Mallow to grow even further in competition. For someone who, when completing her Akala Grand Trial had admitted to Kahuna Olivia that she was not sure she'd be able to continue on, Mallow reached her Final Trial at a proud fifteen, Lana only a half year behind.

Lana knew that it was her drive chasing Mallow that had helped her do as she had done.

Now they were Captains and where usually it was the older Captains helping the younger ones find their confidence, here it had been Lana once more pushing Mallow forward. Inspiring her to embrace her nature of befriending everyone she met to overcome her lack of faith in leading as a Captain would. A year ago Mallow had been filled with nervousness every day, unsure as to anything she was doing. Today she never looked back.

Lana strung an excellent joke off of that to poke fun at Mallow not noticing Moon's troubles, only upsetting her further. But Lana's teasing never had edge and it helped Mallow relax even as she complained about her own mistake.

Moon, watching this complex dance between the two play out, found herself surprised by how natural it felt. The way they interacted and motivated each other, it was good.

She liked it.

When Mallow saw Moon's smile her own face cracked with one far wider, Moon realising she'd been smiling involuntarily only a moment after. She raised a hand to her cheek.

“Well then,” dusting off her pant legs from where she'd been sitting at the stream's edge, Lana clicked a button on the fishing rod she'd left lying on the ground, the device telescoping down to almost nothing, “shall we move on?”

“Okay then!” Standing up as well, Mallow nodded before turning to Moon. “Moon, Captain Lana will be looking after you now. When you complete your Water Trial, you're heading to the Royal Avenue, right?”

Moon nodded. That was where she and Hau would meet.

“You'll probably find Captain Kiawe there, so you can go on to your Fire Trial. After that is your Grass Trial, so do your best so I can see you soon! Okay?” Another nod. She would.

She couldn't wait.

“Alrighty!” Waving, Mallow stepped away, once more using her Ride Pager to unleash the Stoutland, who continued to snuffle around looking for food amongst the forest bed. “I'm heading off! Good luck with your Trial! Make sure to look after her, okay Lana?”

“Yes yes,” Lana waved languidly, responding to the gesture Mallow made indicating her eyes then Lana. Then the green-haired girl was off, once more riding at speed, leaving Lana and Moon behind. Lana turned to Moon. Looked her over.

Wow.

She really felt incredible.

It took a long time, a decade of Pokemon battling at least, for a real sense for Trainers to develop. Those with two or three, those who'd never stopped, they could tell a strong Trainer at a glance. Sense the Bonds a Trainer had with their Pokemon and the raw power those Bonds amounted to.

The best of the best could tell the results of most battles by simply looking at two opposing Trainers. Most. There was always room for surprises.

But even with only a rough four years of experience, Captain Lana felt something looking at Moon. This mysterious Trainer who showed no limits, she felt that way. Endless. That was the best word for it. Endless.

Lana withdrew a Ride Pager and released a Pokemon of her own.

“Moon,” stepping towards the bustling stream, Lana indicated the Transport Pokemon gently bobbing in the water's flow, “Lapras will take us further on.” A moment more to notice Moon hadn't heard a word, simply staring at the floating Pokemon. She was the type to be transfixed by a new sight then.

Lana didn't mind that at all.

“You needn't worry,” when she spoke again she finally caught Moon's attention, drawing the girl's eyes back to her, “this Lapras is a far gentler ride. Although, if you would believe it, it can outswim a Kyogre when it needs to.” Moon's nodding at Lana's words came to a sudden and immediate halt. She stared blankly. Lana chuckled and gestured to the Pokemon. “The stream will take us far through the forest towards Brooklet Hill. When you are ready...”

Still kind of looking at Lana weirdly after that sudden claim, Moon stepped out to the Pokemon, who crooned a note of song to greet her. Oh, Lana smiled, she liked her. That Lapras usually kept her opinions quiet.

Moon really was something else.

Lana boarded and the pair set out.

The Akala Plateau made up the south-western side of Wela Volcano. Far enough north plains gave way to forest, and far enough through that forest the slope changed as one entered the north-west. Bubbling brooks and coursing streams flowed down from the mountain and ran further north, coalescing from the wide catchment and ending at one place alone.

At Brooklet Hill.

Through this, Lana was the perfect Captain for the location. Her talent for raising water Pokemon, her natural understanding of that aspect of Alola, it allowed her to travel the countless tributaries across Akala's north with ease. She and Mallow had picked a meeting place in the forest, beyond the sight of the rest of the world, and exchanged Moon at it without issue. Now it was Lana's turn, charting the flowing waters and taking Moon through the forest, through this backwards path, towards the site of her next challenge.

To where all the water flowed.

Lana fished. The Lapras she kept as a Ride Pokemon was more than capable of travelling on its own, following the stream as it wound its way through the thick Akalan forest, and so Lana had the time to relax. To sit at the Pokemon's back and let her line dangle in the water left behind.

Moon watched with curiosity.

“With the speed we're travelling at,” Lana spoke as they went, Lapras's consistent and unwavering speed shaking the pair in no way at all, “it's difficult to catch things.” She flicked the rod. A Magikarp splashed in the water before Lana pulled the line back and cast again. Moon watched as not a minute later the Captain brought up a Goldeen instead. If this was when it was difficult for her...

Time passed. Lana spoke lightly, asked questions of Moon's experience before making grandiose claims that absolutely definitely weren't true at all. Right?

True or false, Captain Lana wasn't telling.

It grew dark. Mallow and Lana had met past midday, and the river's flow through the forest involved little of the sun making it to Moon or Lana's eyes. By the time it was late afternoon the flora-rich environment was already dark. Moon huddled closer to the Lapras, wrapping her jacket around her – retrieved from the bag she carried – and waited. Lana gave a countdown, announcing how long it was to their destination.

Just half an hour left.

Just ten more minutes.

Five more.

There minutes.

Two.

One.

“We're here.”

In the time they had travelled the stream had merged with more than Moon could count, growing wide into a river that flowed with powerful intent. Yet the Lapras had never changed its steady pace, never been unbalanced, the perfect wayfaring Pokemon of the sea. It was almost stunning how smooth the ride had been.

“Careful now, don't slip.” Lana bounded to the shore with ease, before reaching out a hand to help Moon down. Only when the girl was also on solid land did Lana call back the Lapras, returning it to the Ride Pager she held once more.

Then turned to face the light of the building before them.

It wasn't a Pokemon Center. And this deep in the forest, no sighting of roads about, the structure was clearly no hotel. Moon didn't know what it was. Lana answered her unvoiced question clearly.

“This is a Pokemon Rangers' Station, where those who help keep Alola's environment safe stay. We'll be resting here tonight.”

Oh. That made sense. Was that fine?

“The Rangers know me, we'll have space.” Lana led the way, up the wooden staircase to the second-storey entrance. Navigated easily through the building, greeting those along the way. If they made any notice of Moon, Moon didn't see it. She was tired.

“Take it easy.”

With that command Moon relaxed. Shared food with the Captain and her Pokemon, eased into the room she had been given, and slept the night away. These days of travel, seeing Alola, they were good. But still there was the pressure behind them, the knowledge that the way she was moving was because of the world's eyes upon her.

Because she was the way she was.

Moon slept fitfully, dreaming of an Alola where the sun didn't rise and the sky was alight with eyes watching her every move.

That night it rained.

Chapter Text

Clouds hung heavy in the morning sky, muting the light with their rain-swollen forms. Moon awoke to a knock on the door of the room she was resting in, Lana's voice telling her they'd be eating soon. Dressing herself, looking out the window, Moon saw trees alone, lit by dull grey. Little else.

The hours last night had been quiet, the few other figures in this building, this Pokemon Rangers' Station, giving them space. Moon had been free to, with Lana's encouragement, allow her entire team out to eat. For all of them to be at rest.

Places like that in Alola weren't as common as they should be for her. That was why Lana had brought her here. To a place she could be free.

Moon walked the halls of the building, leading away from the room she had been given. Beneath the carpet wooden floorboards creaked, the building old yet sturdy. A timeless classic, some amongst the Pokemon Rangers' Association would describe it. Some.

She'd eaten in a dining hall of no small size, down the staircase on the first level of the building they'd entered on the second. At the time, besides she and Lana, there had only been one or two other people who'd kept quiet and to themselves.

Thus the juxtaposition hit Moon especially hard as she opened the door.

“So I was thinking about patrolling up-stream this coming-”

“-rain means we'll see extra pressure at the chokepoints-”

“-see the Aether presentation? Some really cool-”

“Please trade shifts with me! I gotta get to Heahea tomorrow night for the show!”

“Saw some Team Skull punks around Brooklet Hill, they've really been getting brazen.”

“Did you hear the Trumbeak this morning?”

“Oh pass the honey!”

“What do you think?”

“How about we-”

“-agreed let's-”

“Sure wish we had some more.”

Voices from every direction fell upon Moon's ears, some two, three dozen odd people seated at the long tables arranged throughout the hall all in animated discussion over breakfast. Moon stared at the numbers, so active, so energetic that she wasn't sure what at all to do. Hearing the door open a few turned, spotted her, and made mention to others. She watched nudges and whispers course along the tables as people looked her way before returning to their food.

Eventually the notice reached Lana herself.

“Oh Moon, good morning.”

To Lana Moon went, all too aware that while everyone around her was engaged in their own business, they were still sparing her glances. She tried not to look their way.

“Over here you two,” the voice at the table Lana had come from beckoned her back with Moon in tow, the man sitting there continuing to work his way through a sizable breakfast. Lana sat herself comfortably where she had been before, Moon slower to take the empty seat at her right. She looked in curiosity at the man eating his fill.

Every last person in this hall, besides Lana and Moon herself, wore jackets of similar design: bright red in colour, emblems Moon didn't quite recognise of yellow, pink, red, and purple sewn across them. This man though, strongly chiselled, dark skinned with a clean shaven face and buzzed black hair, his jacket was a little different. More ornate, highlights along the seams. In any group it would scream 'this is what the leader wears'. Lana caught Moon's stare.

“This is Captain Jackson,” her introduction was acknowledged by a nod of the man's head, taking a sip of his coffee to start the morning right. “He's the head of the Pokemon Rangers' Association in Alola.”

Moon nodded her own acknowledgement moments before the loud sound of Jackson putting his mug back on the table drew eyes to him. He looked directly at her.

“Don't hesitate to eat,” his first words pushed Moon's attention to the spread on the table before her, and with a gesture of reassurance from the man she began preparing a plate. Something warm for a dreary morning like this. Jackson seemed pleased at the appetite Moon showed. Kids should be eating well, after all.

Between focusing on her food Moon observed. Many of the people, these Pokemon Rangers, were in discussion with one another between bites. Some stood and moved around, joining other conversations. One or two played with Pokeballs, balancing them on fingers or idly passing them from hand to hand. Every last one had at least one on them.

And almost constantly one had something to ask their Captain, whether advice on the current state of the environment, thoughts on how to approach a specific problem, or even for suggestions on how better to work with their Pokemon partners. Moon heard enough in just that small span of time to understand that Jackson was not only a figure respected deeply by his subordinates, but also a man both experienced and skilled.

The kind of person who impresses others just by the way they were.

“It's,” his plate cleaned, Jackson spoke again, turning to look at Moon. She'd been doing her best not to take notice of anyone looking at her that morning, and so it took a moment to realise Jackson had spoken. She looked up at him as he continued. “It's not really my place to say this, honestly, but I am sorry. You don't deserve what you have to go through. It's wrong.”

Moon's focus on her food fell away.

“Curiosity is a valuable thing, it drives so many of us in life. But it must always be tempered by respect. Those who let their interest overwhelm their sense have done you wrong. I wish it were not so.” Moon said little. Looked at Jackson but didn't really see much. Being prompted to think about it, all of this, quickly overwhelmed. Jackson shook his head. It frustrated him. Deeply it did.

“I was in Melemele recently, checking out the tunnels in the north.” That day, flying from Verdant Cavern, searching for Lillie, wandering through the earth, it remained vivid in Moon's memories. Jackson continued. “We're going to have to work extra hard to make sure no-one else ends up in those caves. It was lucky that things ended the way they did.”

Moon had heard that sentiment more than once already. She'd had enough of it. Perhaps sensing that, Jackson changed tack.

“Captain Lana,” the way he said it, the way Lana preened under it, showed an established rapport between the two, “has told me you'll be preparing for your Trial at Brooklet Hill. For as long as you are in the area, please consider this station somewhere you can stay in peace. And if any single one of my Rangers troubles you,” there was just the slightest tinge of volume in the way Jackson's voice rose, not enough to be any different from speaking normally, yet the entire room seemed to quiet just a little. Like everyone heard him when he spoke with command. “Well. They won't.”

A Jackson promise wasn't something to turn your nose up at, that was for sure.

“The Pokemon Rangers,” now that Lana was done eating she began to speak with a far more energetic expression than Moon had seen on her before, “are Alola's protectors of nature. Captains care for sites sacred to the Tapu, but Pokemon Rangers work all over Alola, keeping places safe from people but also for people. They're the best. I'm going to be one when I'm older.”

Jackson laughed but it was a warm and good-natured sound. Lana's smile didn't change.

“Captain Lana's been working with us since she was made such, she'll be a Ranger as good as they come when the time comes.”

“Captain Jackson,” the term Captain meant something different applied to Jackson than it did to Lana, but each still referred to the other with it in full respect, “used to be an Alolan Captain too. He was in charge of Brooklet Hill long ago.”

“Not that long!” Jackson's tone this time was recrimination for Lana, marred by the fact other people around had begun listening in and all took great amusement at the young Captain's subtle dig at the age of the older's. Their noises of entertainment drowned out Jackson's complaint. He shook his head. Lana didn't miss the gesture of Moon holding a hand to her mouth, quietly laughing behind it. Oh that was nice to see.

As long as Moon could laugh there was still hope to see her through this.

“Moon,” Lana spoke with slightly more intent now, focusing entirely upon the Trial-goer beside her. Moon looked to her. “Before you undertake my Trial, you must pass a test. When you are ready, come outside. I will be waiting.”

“Eat well then.” Jackson's voice directed Moon's attention back to her plate, not yet cleared, as Lana took her leave. The Captain stopped and spoke to a few of the Rangers, already a member in all but title, but moved on quickly enough. Left the building to breathe the air still thick with moisture from the last night's rain.

Moon ate. Jackson continued to field questions from his subordinates. Just listening in, Moon understood he was on management duty today, but only for as long as he had to be before he could get back out into the field. The type of person who wasn't interested in sitting still with paperwork, who had to be out there in the depths of nature – that was exactly what she expected someone who led a group like the Pokemon Rangers to be.

Jackson saw her out when she was ready.

“Be careful while you're here,” he spoke with knowledge, leading Moon up the staircase to the exit from the building. “When the seasons change the activity of local Pokemon changes with it. Right now is a time of great conflict between Pokemon establishing new territories. Be cautious. You picked a fine time to test yourself against Alola.” It had only been three and a half weeks since Moon had begun her journey. It should have been another month, maybe two, before even the best of Trainers made it to Brooklet Hill. And there they would stay for far longer, pushed back by the Trials of Akala and forced to train and grow with their partners. That wasn't how the one known as Moon operated though. Her rate of growth, it was faster than she travelled.

Truly ridiculous.

Jackson opened the door for her, wooden steps leading down to the forest floor below. “And remember, you may return here whenever you wish.” Moon nodded and thanked him. Heard the door close behind her as she descended the steps, spying Lana standing by the river that ran by the Rangers' Station.

The Captain turned to face her once Moon's descent was complete. Raised her hands, two different Pokeballs in each. One Net one Dive. She nodded.

“Let's begin.”

“Zzt!” Responding to the presence of Pokemon, Rotom-dex emerged from Moon's bag and hovered overhead, announcing what it saw. Moon selected two Pokeballs of her own in that time. “Pokemon identified! Octillery, Water-type, evolved form of Remoraid! Cloyster, Water and Ice-type, evolved form of Shellder! Zzt!”

Moon raised her hands with a pair of Pokeballs in response. Lana nodded.

“I will be testing you.” She didn't bat an eyelid at the Pokemon to appear, the Dartrix and Meowth. A part of her had wondered if Moon would bring her dragon to battle, but with her own Cloyster here Moon had wisely chosen not to. Her Dartrix was already at significant risk from it. Lana could see Moon's attention focused upon the Bivalve Pokemon. She really did have good instincts.

But it wouldn't be enough.

“This will be a Double Battle, are you ready?”

Moon had yet to take part in a Double Battle alone. She had planned to at the Pokemon School in Melemele, but that clash had been interrupted. And no-one along her travels so far had extended that challenge.

Double Battles were tests that went beyond a simple two against two, fought one at a time. Splitting one's focus, and the energy they provided, between two Pokemon exhausted readily. Even Trainers of skill could be wary about engaging in such a fight, aware that an extended conflict might leave them exhausted. Moon had yet to experience it, and Lana knew that. But she needed to.

Otherwise she'd never match up to what lay ahead.

Moon's nod said she was ready. Lana's smile took a wilder edge, surprising the girl before her. It was rare she got to cut loose this way.

She was really going to enjoy this.

“Then begin!”

It wasn't fair. It wasn't meant to be fair either. The difference between Lana and Moon may only be a few years in the grand total, a gap that as they grew older would mean less and less, but right now it was the world. Moon had finished one Trial and one Grand Trial. Lana had completed her Island Challenge, and served a year of Captainship after that.

She crushed her.

For Moon it was stunning, an experience unlike any other. Against Tapu Koko she'd been aware of its power, struggled to assert herself against it, been allowed to act if only for a moment. But Lana didn't even give her that. The moment the battle began Moon was on the defensive, Lana's commands equally split between her Pokemon, the two covering one another perfectly. Moon didn't have a strategy in mind, her usual battle tactics refined in the fight itself. And she didn't get to have a strategy. It was the matter of moments, two perfect blows equally against her partners, Moon's attention unable to focus on either to give commands.

She stood there, silent and staring, as Lana called back her Pokemon. As Moon's two, her Dartrix, her Meowth, lay bested before her.

She hadn't been able to do a thing.

“You're not ready.” Lana's words were a weight Moon hadn't felt before, slamming down upon her shoulders. Her head hung as she fumbled with her Pokeballs, calling back the two partners she'd failed. She couldn't say a thing. The Captain approached her and held out a hand.

“You must train,” there was her quieter voice now, the intensity Lana had shown in battle gone in the flip of a switch. “The forest around Brooklet Hill, explore it, walk the paths, meet with the Pokemon, and better yourself. Your power, your abilities, are unrefined. You cannot go further relying on an unpolished gift. We won't let you.”

Moon nodded, eyes still lowered. Lana moved her hand forward into view. A small metal rod lay in it.

“Take this,” Lana lifted her hand, encouraging Moon to accept the gift. “The rivers around here are perfect for fishing. Take the time to familiarise yourself with Water-type Pokemon. If you follow the path,” Lana indicated and Moon followed her gesture, seeing now through the trees a dirt-lined track, “you'll find your way to the Brooklet Hill entrance. There is a Pokemon Center there as well. Do not enter Brooklet Hill yet, but train in the area. Better yourself. Do you understand?”

There was a long way to go. A million things she could do to improve. Here Moon stopped.

For now.

Lana held back a vicious smile at the intensity in Moon's eyes when she raised her head. Good. Good. This was a Trainer who wouldn't be cowed. This was a Trainer who wouldn't be stopped. She'd get stronger. Much stronger. Perfect.

She was going to be amazing.

Moon trained.

She walked the path from the Rangers' Station and found busier roads, dirt and grass tracks that saw clear daily use. The bite of chill in the air, left from the previous night's rain, combined with the moisture to keep most people away. Gave her the freedom to move. To seek out Pokemon in grass and in water. To battle.

To catch.

She visited the Pokemon Center, now and then. Made exchanges. If anyone in there, a small few travelling the area, paid attention to her, she didn't make note of them. Walked with head held high and eyes full of purpose.

She had to train.

Captain Lana of Brooklet Hill observed.

When it came to this area, only the most experienced Rangers knew it better than her. The backwards paths, the open ways between dense foliage, the places to watch the thoroughfare beyond, Lana knew them all. And so she observed the Trainer Moon, come from Kanto, now a resident of Alola.

And this is what she saw.

She saw Moon unleash a Pokemon and command it against the wild ones she crossed. Try tactics. Play defensive at times to observe and think. To last longer in battle while keeping her team safe. The thing she had been unable to do against Lana before. Even when multiple Pokemon were drawn to her ruckus, even when Moon brought out a second to fight, she kept her defense. Wild Pokemon were far less able to threaten than Lana had been, but still Moon was doing exceptionally. Her rate of growth as ridiculous as every other part of her.

It was something else.

Lana saw Moon catching Pokemon. And adding them to her team. Her composition changed over the course of the day, more Grass-types appearing within it. Preparing to counter the Water Trial. Amazing.

Trainers settled into teams they knew. Lent upon what typing biases they might have to help support just a little more. Grew to understand the weaknesses of their team and trained to counter them. To be prepared for any angle.

Moon was different. Moon didn't need to adjust the abilities of her team when she could simply change her team entirely. Mallow had called Lana that last night, making sure they had arrived safely before speaking about Moon. Noting the way Moon caught Pokemon, and how odd it was that she did. Wondering if Lana could figure it out.

She couldn't. By all accounts, it made no sense. No-one could juggle so many Pokemon the way Moon did. There had to be a trick. But Lana couldn't find it. Not, at least, until Moon wandered off the path.

Lana followed, her footsteps quiet, her presence unseen. Moon was wandering through the woods, her Dartrix scouting ahead. When it reported finding something, whatever it was looking for, Moon thanked it and returned it to its ball. Continued on.

Into the clearing that lay ahead.

Captain Lana of Brooklet Hill watched. Watched as Moon stood in the centre of the clearing, looked up to the cloudy sky overhead, and withdrew an item from her bag. Something Lana couldn't tell at this distance. Something white. Moon pressed a button upon it.

Wait, was that a-

A beam of light resolved into the shape of a Pokemon Lana had never seen up close before. A Charizard.

What.

She held back. Watched as Moon boarded the Ride Pokemon – Ride Charizard – then took off. Into the sky. Lana watched the direction. North-east. Moon disappeared from view.

And left much to think about in her wake.

For Moon it was important to return. The Bonds between her and her Pokemon, they drew her back to them. They were waiting for her. She focused on them, held herself against the height she travelled at, arms tight upon the flying gear the Charizard was equipped with, and continued on.

Beyond Akala's north-east to where the Poke Pelago lay.

Development had been quick.

A natural hard-worker, with the Pokemon Moon provided Mohn had easily settled into a routine. Work alongside the Pokemon. Help direct them to clear and till the land, to shift the earth, to tend the crops. Break time for food, food Mohn provided, harvested from the plantlife growing across the islands. Then repeat.

Moon had only been here three days ago. Left the morning after her arrival. But now she was back and she found herself surprised by the changes Mohn and her Pokemon had wrought. She suddenly felt like she believed in the Poke Pelago just a little bit more.

Her arrival came as no surprise. All of her Pokemon knew it, all turned to the sky long before the Charizard she rode was within range for its roar to be heard. Mohn waved as the Pokemon came in for a landing, his smile as wide as could be.

He'd never fail to smile for the one who'd agreed to help make his dream come true.

“Welcome back!” The greeting was responded to hazily, Moon uneasy after the flight. It was enough of a distance on the Ride Charizard to be off-putting, especially for someone so young. He sympathised. “Your Pokemon have been doing well!”

Mohn offered a tour. The fields were clearer than before, better able to support plants tended to by the Pokemon lending their aid. A bridge to the next island was at work, a way to allow the Pokemon to develop the others around. The thick and fast-growing trees on this island allowed for such construction. A fine start.

Moon settled with her Pokemon and spoke. Her words for them alone, Mohn left her in peace, continuing his own work. When not developing the islands he was continuing to toy with the Pokemon Storage System. A request system, where Moon could specify Pokemon for him to return to the PC for retrieval, had been completed only recently. He'd been surprised to see a message from her already.

She was quick to adapt.

As quick to grow as the Pokemon she kept.

Moon observed their growth. Working hard, supporting this island, it kept them healthy. But more than that. They were strong. Not as much as those who'd spent a length of time at her side, but far more than those living wild. They still drew strength. Still grew from her. Good. That was what she'd hoped.

Through this, she really could go all out. No need to hold back. Just like she'd promised.

She spent a number of hours more.

Mohn taught her about the islands. Showed her the work he and her Pokemon had done. Discussed future plans, and was reassured by her that more Pokemon would be caught. She believed in the Poke Pelago too. He smiled widely to hear that.

Moon changed her team, introduced the members with her to their fellows, and then took her leave. A part of her would love to stay, to spend the night with them surrounding her once more, but she knew now was not the time. Kahili's panic at her absence had avoided explanation by lucky distraction, the Key Stone she had been gifted inciting the woman's ire. But if Moon did not appear that night Captain Lana would no doubt search for her. And Moon did not want that.

She felt that if she told anyone, if she revealed the Poke Pelago and the way she used it, it would make nothing better. Only draw attention she did not want. Keep this to herself. This way of being herself.

That was better.

Captain Lana saw the Charizard pass overhead. She had given the topic rest within her mind, focused on observing how the seasonal changes in Brooklet Hill were measuring out, and determined how much longer. Two more nights, tonight and tomorrow. She was sure of that.

Then it would be time.

Moon and Lana returned to the Pokemon Ranger's Station separately. Greeted each other upon arrival. Lana did not mention observing Moon's actions, nor her mysterious departure. Moon did not mention the changes she had made. Simply noted she had trained. The Captain accepted that.

And after the bustle of the evening, the local Rangers sharing their meal, their presence increased in this location while Jackson remained in the area, after all of that Moon slept. Low rumbles echoed from the clouds, their payload once more washing the forest night. A storm was building but each time it tried to manifest it lost hold of the moisture it had built up.

Night turned to day and Captain Lana instructed Moon to battle her once again.

Moon opened the Double Battle with a Z-Move, an action few would ever do. Yet it was far too soon, Lana prepared for anything, and so she intercepted it, had her Cloyster act in defense. The blow hit, but its power was stripped by the protection her Pokemon raised against it. A surprise tactic like that, it wouldn't work at all.

Moon was already performing the motions for a second.

“Then I!” Lana moved. Raised her arms, the Z-Ring around her left wrist set with a blue crystal, and performed her own pose. Waves, like the rolling ocean. Power flowed from her into her Octillery while Cloyster defended once again.

And a surge of water washed out with overwhelming force, lashed up the two Pokemon Moon had used – a Mareep in partnership to the Dartrix this time – and held them fast within its spiralling torrent. Another battle brought to a close.

Lana hefted a sigh and walked without any sway at all. In this moment she could not show any of her Z-Move's effects upon her. Not with Moon before her. Not like this.

“You shouldn't do it like that.” Moon was once more stunned by the crushing defeat she had suffered at the hands of the Captain. Lana shook her head. “Z-Moves aren't meant to be used like that. Your Pokemon were beaten because they were exhausted by their use. You didn't think beyond believing they would work, did you?” The girl refused to look up again. Lana sighed. “Moon, think about your Z-Moves and what they mean. They're the bonds between you and your Pokemon. A sign of your trust in each other. When you use them, you're trusting one another that the time is right. Please. Keep that in mind.”

It took a moment for Moon to nod. To work past her disappointment at her defeat. Lana smiled.

“But honestly, two Z-Moves, you really are something.” Moon looked up. Lana indicated the path. “Let's move on... to Brooklet Hill.”

The flooded terraced steps of Brooklet Hill were richer with life than most of Alola, aquatic Pokemon of all types able to be found within their waters. The flow of brooks, streams and rivers across the northern stretch of Akala, all culminating at this singular point, helped gather these Pokemon together, and ensure a location vibrant and alive. Lana loved it. She truly did.

“Look.” Beyond the entrance to Brooklet Hill Lana turned Moon's attention, pointed out a clash upon the water. A Surskit was skating over the surface of a pool, a Goldeen repeatedly jumping out of the water and attempting to slam it with its horn. As they walked another Pokemon dashed past them, diving into the pool and joining the skirmish. The sound of splashing followed after the pair of humans walking through. Lana smiled.

“This is the time Brooklet Hill is most alive. The Pokemon claiming territory, fighting amongst themselves to settle their disputes. Becoming part of this will be your Trial. When you are ready.” Moon nodded and didn't at all realise Lana's ploy. Readiness was never going to be a factor.

Whether or not she was ready, tomorrow would be the night. Of that Lana was sure.

For now she taught. She showed Moon the paths of Brooklet Hill, the pools water flowed into and from, cascading waterfalls all the way to the bottom. The bottom where the Totem waited. Not yet. Not yet, little Moon.

She taught her to fish. Moon had experimented with the rod Lana had given her, but catching was slow, and so she'd focused on the landbound Pokemon instead. Lana gave pointers, and watched as Moon adapted to it. Caught a little faster. Battled what she fished up – whether Magikarp, Goldeen, or even the occasional Wishiwashi – as well as what was attracted by her fishing. Opportunistic Wingull, aggressive Surskit and Dewpider, even the occasional curious Poliwag. A banquet of experiences to be had.

Moon indulged in them deeply.

Onwards the two went, Lana slowly driving Moon deeper into Brooklet Hill's grasp. They'd stop short of the gates indicating the Totem's lair, but up to it Moon must prove herself. Stand against these Pokemon at the height of their territorial conflict. Only with that experience, as she battled Pokemon, as others became curious and entered the fight as well, converting it from a one on one to a grand royale, would she be ready. Lana enjoyed watching her grow.

Soon oh so soon indeed.

The tower of water, a pillar into the sky reaching heights comparable to Brooklet Hill's entrance though it came from its lowest point, alerted Lana to great trouble. The water hung in the air for a second, raised by incredible force, before breaking into a rain of droplets, washing down across the site. Immediately Moon and Lana were soaked through. For Lana, wearing a wetsuit beneath her clothing, this was no issue. For Moon it was far more frustrating. Lana felt that frustration too.

Something was messing with the Totem.

“Let's go let's go move move move!”

The voice reached their ears before the sight of its owner did, a young man soaked to the bone dashing around the path ahead to pull up short at the sight of the Captain staring him down. Lana took a menacing step to the black-clad figure wearing the insignia of Team Skull. That was a mistake they were not about to repeat.

“Hey what's the hold-up-” a second voice, a girl's, followed after as another of Team Skull's members appeared behind the first. Lana felt her battle aura rise. This would be dealt with.

“Doesn't matter go!” Ignoring the threat ahead the girl pushed the back of the boy's shoulders and ordered him forward, continuing to move up the path to where Lana and Moon stood. Lana worked her knuckles against a palm. The girl continued to ignore them. “Go!”

“Alright!” Having enough of being pushed the boy stepped forward and accelerated. The girl held up a Pokeball, but didn't act with it, just kept following after. Lana raised a hand.

“Sure you want that Cap?” Again the girl spoke, this time drawing Lana's attention to her. Though a grin couldn't be seen behind the bandanna she wore over her mouth, the Team Skull member's tone implied it well enough. “You're gonna need to go calm that big one down aren't ya?” As if on cue another pillar of water towered into the sky. Broke apart into another rain that fell upon the area. The girl shook herself as it washed over her as well. But kept moving. “Time's a wastin'.”

Lana bit back an extreme desire to respond. If Team Skull had riled up the Totem Pokemon to that degree it would be dangerous for the environment. She'd need to calm it. Somehow they'd known that.

She'd never given them the credit to be that smart.

Lana walked forward. The girl turned her head, wiping soaked pink hair out of her eyes, and flipped a pair of her fingers toward the Captain. “Gotcha.” Then kept running.

Lana turned and almost went after her. That sort of attitude, it was getting to her in the worst way. The girl, as if sensing that, stopped and turned back. Pointed with both hands this time. “And y'know!” To make absolutely sure she got the last word, she jutted out her hip to show the Pokeball hanging at it, “I got what I came for! So take that! Team Skull wins losers!”

“Yo Riley!” The voice of the other Team Skull member echoed from up the path, “Let's go!” She spent only a moment more in her pose before turning and racing up the hill. Moon too waterlogged to intercede. Lana growled frustration.

But let them go.

There were far more pressing matters to see too.

“Here.” Lana knew the waterways of Akala without peer. Unleashing her Ride Lapras, the Pokemon settled into a heavy flowing stream. She directed Moon to it. “This Lapras will take you back to the Pokemon Rangers' Station. You'll be safe to dry off there. Is that okay?” It wasn't as if Alola were a particularly cold place, but the weather of late had lent enough of a bite to the water that being soaked in it when you weren't ready wasn't a good thing. It'd be best for Moon to change as soon as she could.

Moon nodded and boarded the Pokemon without complaint. Seemed to shiver a little. Lana felt her ire towards the Team Skull pair grow. If she ever caught them again...

“I have to go and calm the Totem.” There were no more of the pillars of water, but Lana had to observe the situation. The worst possibility would be that the two had succeeded in ruining Moon's Trial. It was up to Lana to ensure that was not the case. “Will you be alright?”

Moon nodded again. The Lapras began to fight against the current, its natural ability to cruise over troubled waters allowing it to make quick progress. Lana spent only a moment more before heading off to the base of Brooklet Hill.

Let no damage have come to pass. Please.

The remainder of the day was a lost cause. Moon succeeded in returning back to the Rangers' Station, changing back into dry clothing, but stayed there after that. She still felt cold. Jackson, once informed of what had happened, made sure Moon remained close to a heater. Brought a mug of hot soup as well. Cut off any potential concern, that was how Pokemon Rangers prevented danger from spreading.

The truth of Brooklet Hill was that one must always accept the possibility of being soaked should you enter, but even still this was a bit much. That Team Skull, he'd see to them. If he found them.

It sounded like they'd achieved whatever their goal had been though...

Lana returned an hour later. To Jackson she reported, relieved that ultimately all that had passed with the Totem Pokemon was it being incited into a bad mood. It shouldn't affect tomorrow night's Trial. Was everything else ready? Jackson confirmed it was so. The timing was right, just as Lana had predicted.

He hoped she knew what she was doing.

The day passed. Night held sway and the Pokemon Rangers once again ate together and were merry. Their energy, their camaraderie, Moon appreciated it even if it was a little too bombastic for her taste. Lana spoke to her about her own experiences with Team Skull, troublemakers for years. Moon confirmed with her own stories. Each swapped a tale of chasing off Team Skull members who bit off far more than they could chew. Laughed.

They'd get them sooner or later.

“You'd make a good Captain.”

Jackson's casual observation surprised Moon, Lana agreeing to it quickly. The two determined it was almost a guarantee Moon would receive the offer. Discussed where she might take post were she interested. Mina, Ilima, and Kiawe were the three closest to their retirement. Poni, Melemele, or Akala then. Their talk segued soon enough into discussing the Captains overall.

Moon would have learned much of the Captains were her thoughts not wrapped in the idea of being one herself.

Would she want to be a Captain? To care for a sacred site of Alola, to help Trainers face its challenge over the years? Was she even allowed to, given she was from Kanto? Unsure. Moon didn't know how she felt about that. It seemed so distant and overwhelming.

She shook her head and let the thought go. Not something to focus on for now.

She had a Trial coming up.

The next morning was the same as the last. Clouds hung heavy overhead. The Pokemon Rangers ate a fine breakfast together, before spreading out to their work. Some had already deployed to further locations in Alola, while others had returned from their posts. Jackson observed he still had a week at least of paperwork to go.

Maybe if he did his paperwork more often instead of letting it pile up, a subordinate hinted before being scheduled for cleaning duty of the Station. Their friends laughed at them for that. It's what you get for mouthing off at the Captain.

Moon and Lana smiled through that until the time for the third test came. One more Double Battle to be fought.

Lana gave Moon room. Directed her Pokemon, her Octillery and Cloyster well, but not with the same savagery as before. Left openings where the young girl could think, devise, and act. And succeed.

It was not as if she were just letting Moon win. Lana kept a powerful offensive, and pressured Moon well. But never so intensely that Moon lost her focus and slipped. Never so constantly that Moon couldn't respond. She still had no grand strategy, nothing more than frankly incredible reactions for her age. Something that would carry her far but never all the way. But it was enough for now. Enough to pit her against this Trial.

So when the battle ended, when Moon lowered her arms from the Z-Pose, her Dartrix the only Pokemon of the four still standing, Moon grinned widely. She'd done it. She'd done it! Lana smiled and congratulated her. It was time.

“Tonight will be your Trial,” Lana spoke in her Captain's voice, the kind where you have to put on a proper show for the Trainers you were overseeing. “Spend the rest of your day resting, think about this battle and the battle to come, and prepare. I will return when it is dark.”

That was the end of their training. Lana spent the day hunting, searching for clues as to Team Skull's actions, while Moon spoke with her team. Her new members she needed to rely on, and so she focused upon them and ensured they held the same will. Victory. Local Rangers observed the young girl and the intense bonds she forged with her allies. There really was something incredible to her, huh?

The day turned. Moon analysed the battle with Lana again and again. She knew it had been different, the Captain approaching it in a different way that let Moon act. She hadn't even used her Z-Move. But she'd been pleased with Moon's efforts. Why? Was the initial battle just to show how far there was to go to the top? And those that came after tests appropriate to this level? She didn't know. Didn't understand.

Simply let the day fall to night as the Captain of Brooklet Hill returned.

“Moon.” After ponderous deliberation over the past few days the skies had opened in full, rain falling heavy across the region. Lana's voice held out only just over the pounding of water upon the station. “Are you ready?”

Moon nodded. The Captain smiled. And held out a gift.

“Here,” Lana watched as Moon opened the box, a black wetsuit of her own nestled within. “You'll need this to keep your body-heat. No-one is staying dry tonight.”

Jackson, taking a break from paperwork, looked over to Lana. Gave a final expression of 'are you sure?' Lana nodded back. This was what needed to be done. Moon took the new article and changed. Wore clothing over it just as Lana did, but was now ready for the chill. Good. Lana led her out of the building.

“It is time for your Trial.”

Thunder rumbled overhead as Moon and Lana disembarked from the Lapras, the Ride Pokemon having taken them back down into Brooklet Hill's depths. Water fell heavily upon them, but Lana did not mind it and Moon's wide-brimmed hat was good enough to keep her head dry. For now. It was dark, a pair of lanterns Lana had brought and the flashes of lightning through the clouds all the light there was to see by.

In truth Lana would have preferred a kinder time. A better weather. A million things to be easier. But now was the precise time she had been waiting for. A Trial suited to the one known as Moon. It could only be now.

Lana led the way. Down the path cut through the rock, past the giant pools of water collected from across the island's north. All the way to where the waterfalls poured, to where the sea crashed over rock walls and washed into the lake, to where the Trial Gates stood awaiting the next challenger to pass their boundary.

To the bottom of Brooklet Hill where the Totem awaited.

“Come.” Once more the Lapras manifested in the water, once more Lana and Moon boarded its back. In the centre of the lake an island lay, the place of Trials. How many Trainers already had Lana ferried across the water to be tested? How many returned victorious, how many felt the sting of defeat?

None to be as memorable as this. She knew that in her heart.

A burst of water surged ahead, an explosion of force from beneath the waves whipped by the wind and the rain. No pillars like before, but a clear sign of readiness. As Lana guided the Lapras through the blasts, the activity beneath the surface of the lake unknown to her passenger, she kept her eyes forward. Navigated the crashing waters with ease.

Upon the island they now stood, Lana directing Moon forward. She could go no further. It was Moon's Trial to face. The island was a crescent and, as Moon approached its inner curve where the water surged upon its shore, the bursts across the greatest lake of Brooklet Hill took notice.

And approached.

Moon stood on guard, lantern raised to the dark. Held in her hand a Pokeball, ready for the battle to come. The Totem of Brooklet Hill. Her second Trial. Another burst of water, droplets scattering across the lake, lost amongst the pounding rain. A crack of lightning and thunder overhead. Roiling clouds illuminated for but a moment.

Then peace. Silence so intense it drowned out the noise. This presence, this intensity, it hid everything else. There was only this one moment of calm.

Calm before the storm.

The surface of the water exploded. With a lunge into the sky high above Moon's head the Pokemon emerged, light glittering amongst manifold scales. Each flash of lightning caught illumination in its grasp, strung between the water binding it together. Binding its countless parts as one.

Moon had been taught of Wishiwashi by Lana. Watched as large Pokemon jumped from step to step of Brooklet Hill, a predator capable of claiming any territory yet formed of individual prey that would flee from any foe. They were powerful, and to be respected for their strategy, Lana had told her. Moon had nodded.

This Wishiwashi was bigger, far bigger, than any of those she'd seen before. Floating in the air, held by the water under its own command, it stared her down, light focusing in its eyes, bright beacons in the darkness illuminating her before it. The aura that wrapped around it was beautiful, and powerful. Moon felt its power. This would be no easy battle. She prepared herself.

It was tim-

The head of the Pokemon exploded, a cutting beam of frost carving through it. The individual components, tiny Wishiwashi, fell and scattered as the Totem thrashed, as the Pokemon it had suppressed within its grasp broke free. Giant legs extended out of the mass of fish Pokemon, each settling uneasily on the shore of the island as the Araquanid hauled itself out of its captor's hold.

Aura hung over it too, light that was hard to ignore. Moon stared at it, the Pokemon freed, as it shook itself loose of the lingering grasp of the Wishiwashi that had faced it. Their battle not yet done.

More lightning. More thunder. The waves rolled and with a crash a surge of Pokemon erupted from them, rejoining the mass they had been cut from. The Totem Wishiwashi rebuilt itself, menacing over its foe. The Totem Araquanid stared back, mandibles clicking, the sound lost in the wind. Moon stared.

And each. Turned. To her.

Lana held her ground. This was the time of conflict for all Pokemon in Brooklet Hill, even those she had raised as Totems. One would take this territory from the other, the dance repeated as the year turned. The time of their final, decisive, battle, she had measured it. And Moon's proximity to it had been far too much to resist.

If she were a Trainer with ability beyond measure, with potential that exceeded all, the one who may stand at the top of the world, then she must be tested as such. Lana watched as the two Totem Pokemon stared Moon down.

Let the Trial begin.

Dartrix manifested in an instant, Petilil a moment behind. The second Pokemon, another Grass-type, had taken part in Moon's Melemele Grand Trial and was the second longest serving of her party-members on her. She trusted in it. A Double Battle against two Totems, so that was what this was?

No holding back.

The two Totems attacked. Each breathed streams of water, the air growing so thick with liquid in the storm that it became as if the lake had risen up around them. Moon gave her orders, took steps back as the mass of water threatened to pull her in, and kept her focus. Don't be thrown out of pace the way Lana had done to her. Measure what you are doing. React accordingly. Follow the plan.

Dartrix's bladed quills scythed the water, cut it clear and opened ways for Petilil to strike. The Bulb Pokemon was an absorption type, and needed clear direction to land its blows. The Wishiwashi was a pure Water-type, while the Araquanid Water and Bug, giving it advantage against two Grass opponents. Paired with that, Moon understood that a Wishiwashi school damaged enough would break apart. She knew who to target first.

Still it proved difficult. Both Totems seemed frustrated by Moon's interference in their fight, and both focused on her over the other. Directing them to clash, and harm one another in their effort to fight her, would be tricky yet needed. Their raw power eclipsed her own. Making use of that was essential.

Moon maintained the strategy.

Dartrix covered. Drew attention, flew quick. The Araquanid had an attack of sparkling frost, a threat as great or even greater than Lana's Cloyster had posed. Moon kept the command, had the Blade Quill Pokemon evade and lure, all the while allowing her Petilil to sap its foes, to loose powder through opened gaps and begin to weaken those it faced. The first step.

The Totem Wishiwashi turned its attention upon the slower of the Grass-types and snapped it up in its watery maw.

Z-Move. Flyinium-Z. Supersonic Skystrike. A flash of lightning illuminated the bolt of energy that was her Dartrix as it sought its target, as it burst through the heavy liquid air.

As it struck the Araquanid distracted by its opponent's success.

The blow was strong and the Water Bubble Pokemon staggered. In that moment of opportunity for the other Totem, aware now its rival was reeling, Dartrix struck again in reverse. More bladed leaves. A hole for Petilil, draining energy to keep itself strong within the storming torrent of the Wishiwashi school's mouth, to escape. It dropped, Dartrix grabbed it, and the two flew back to Moon. Each exhausted.

She returned each and raised two more Pokeballs to continue on.

Mareep, caught in the farmland beyond Paniola. Fomantis, caught in the forest before Brooklet Hill. Each so recent. Each so new to her. But each with a Trainer's Bond connecting them to her and each ready to fight under her command. The battle not yet done.

Moon gave direction. Electric jolts, cutting leaves, they reached the two staggered Totems and drew their attention once again. Never loose your pressure. Never give them room to think. Captain Lana had taught Moon that. No holding back.

The Araquanid staggered forward, more incensed than its opponent Totem at the strikes it had suffered under Moon's command. Moon pulled back further, giving her distance from her Pokemon as the two continued to hammer the charging Totem, doing little to halt its speed. But little added up and Moon observed the twitch of a leg buckling before straightening. A weakness exposed. She directed her Pokemon to it.

Keep fighting.

The Wishiwashi attacked as Moon's two Pokemon held their ground against the Araquanid. Once more the two Totems, in close proximity to one another, became distracted by each other. Their need to fight for dominance clashing with their desire to chase away this intruder brought pause, pause Moon exploited with electricity and bladed leaves once more. Open the way. Target the weakened leg. Strike the gathering in the school's head where the Araquanid had burst from before. Sap at them. Evade and deflect their attacks. Keep one between her Pokemon and the other. Let them clash.

Fomantis was struck by a frost-laced beam. Return. Eevee. A cautious personality but one with the willingness to battle as well. Move quickly, allow no rest. No peace. Mareep's electrical attacks still key. Attention turned to it as it did the most damage of them all.

Moon held up her arms, fitting the Normalium-Z into the Z-Ring she wore.

Time for the next.

Light. Surging Z-Aura. Mareep glowed. Provided power, a glut of energy flowing through the Trainer's Bond between Moon and the Pokemon, the Pokemon that had already lived years amongst its herd, chased off intruders, grown on its own. Years more to go further alone. But with Moon at its side, with Moon giving her energy, how easy it was to grow.

How easy to become strong.

The strike landed and the Araquanid, struck once again upon its head, fell backwards, the pair of Z-Moves more than it had been prepared to take. The Wishiwashi fell upon it, consumed by the opportunity presented, and Moon blinked to see the pink Wool Pokemon before her. In receiving power, in taking part in combat, it had grown to this stage already. The Flaaffy cried its evolution call and unleashed a surge of electrical energy upon the Wishiwashi submerging the Araquanid. Electrified them both.

Lana watched, breath held. So this was Moon. She thought she'd been ready for what she would do.

She hadn't.

Moon performed the motion again. Eevee, strike. While Flaaffy continued its electrical assault the Evolution Pokemon struck with a full-force blow, the attack scattering the Totem Wishiwashi apart. A tiny fish, now only faintly glowing with Z-Aura, dropped into the water and disappeared. School broken. Pride shattered.

Its battle over.

No slowing down. No giving them room to think. Eevee return, you are tired after this Z-Move. The Araquanid staggered in confusion, having taken the Z blows, having been savaged by its Totem foe. The sixth Pokemon. Bagon. A beam of ice from the Totem would be the end of it, but that beam would not come. Moon did the motion again. Lana felt her heart seize.

Z-Aura flared around her a fourth and final time.

In the attack's wake, the Araquanid limping back into the water away from the force it could not overcome, the flash of lightning illuminated Moon as she turned. As the glow of her Pokemon returning to her lit her red. Perhaps the Aura she had commanded stayed with her too. For to Lana's eyes she did not see a girl, no eleven-year old taking her Trials.

She saw something in the rain immense and unknowable, so intense it made her look away.

How could anyone be ready for this?

The rumble of the storm faded and the rain came to a close. The second Trial complete.

It was a quiet return. Moon said nothing and Lana did the same. Lapras took the pair once more up through Brooklet Hill, along the river back to the place where they would stay. A staircase climbed. Clothing wrung under awning. The door to the Rangers' Station opened.

The loud sound of a party popper being pulled.

“Congratulations!”

It was difficult for Lana to determine how the Pokemon Rangers had known. The party they had prepared showed they'd expected it. As soon as she and Moon were dried and changed they were invited to celebrate, and the energy of that night allowed each to relax.

To find peace for the moment.

When the hours faded, when Moon sought sleep and Lana lay in the bed she was given reviewing everything, every last thing she had seen, her phone lit up, message recently sent responded to. Good.

Moon's impossible ability would be a topic to discuss every day for the rest of her life, but the other thing, that was far more pressing. Lana's eyes focused on the screen.

This would have to be dealt with.

Lana posted a message in ~Captain's Chat: Mina please sleep edition~

Lana: Moon completed her Trial
Mallow: Yay! ヽ(゜∇゜)ノ
Ilima: As impressively fast as expected.
Ilima: It is the season of change for your Totems, is it not? Which did Moon face?
Lana: both
Mallow: Nope!
Ilima: Pardon me?
Mallow: Nope!
Mallow: Nuh-uh! Not tonight! Not at this hour! Not dealing with that!
Mallow: Ilima, no more typing
Mallow: Lana, stop typing
Mallow: Lana stop
Mallow: Lana I see you typing no. Do not say another word
Mallow: Lana I know you're just holding down one key to freak me out
Lana: sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
Lana: :p
Mallow: >:[
Ilima: ...
Ilima: Message me after this please.
Lana: I will
Lana: but that wasn't why I sent this message
Lana: while Moon was training for her Trial I noticed she had something she should not
Mallow: Oh her Key Stone?
Ilima: h
Ilima: her what
Mallow: Yeah! While she was in Heahea City some Kalos researchers found her and gave her a Key Stone! It was really weird, Kahili got seriously mad about it
Ilima: Just a Key Stone?
Mallow: Nope! A Mega Stone too!
Ilima: which one
Mallow: uhhhh
Mallow: not sure? ┐('～`；)┌
Mallow: Kahili seemed freaked out about it though
Ilima: ...
Ilima: hold on
Ilima: please tell me it wasn't this one

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Mallow: Oh yep! That's the one!
Ilima: and who were these researchers again
Mallow: I think Kahili already killed them :/
Ilima: GOOD
Lana: we've gotten off track
Lana: it's not Moon's Key Stone
Lana: she has a Ride Pager
Mallow: She does???
Ilima: How???
Ilima: I don't see how that's possible.
Ilima: are you sure?
Lana: I saw it with my own eyes. She has a Ride Charizard in there.
Ilima: ...
Ilima: We don't have Ride Charizard? They're not Alolan natives.
Lana: well neither was her Ride Pager
Ilima: what
Lana: It was white.
Mallow: when I banned talking about Moon's Trial so we don't hear anything too wild at this hour I did not mean tell us all something way worse
Ilima: white.
Lana: yep.
Ilima: ...
Ilima: we should talk.

Ilima has started a call

Chapter Text

“Watch closely. This is the Z-Pose to use the Waterium-Z!”

Light danced across Moon's face, filtered through the canopy above, reflected from the water below. As the Lapras, Ride-Pokemon of Captain Lana, carried the two south from Brooklet Hill, Moon smiled. Stared at the blue crystal she held up to the sky, enjoying its colour in the morning sun. It was good.

It was hers.

“Although,” Lana had frowned, considering Moon as the two stood outside the Pokemon Rangers' Station, the Trial-goer bid farewell and wished full well by Jackson and his crew, “you don't have a Pokemon that can use it.”

The requirement changed with one's growth. For those just beginning, it could take many weeks to properly establish a bond with their partners that allowed for Z-Moves to function. For those experienced, those like Lana, all she'd need do is spend a few hours with a newly caught Pokemon for it to trust in her enough to receive her Z-Power.

Moon's growth was, in this as in all things, aberrantly fast. She'd successfully performed a Z-Move with four Pokemon the night before – two of which she'd caught within the last week, one of which had evolved in that moment. Plenty of Mareep in the wild herds around Paniola evolved to Flaaffy, it was completely possible Moon had caught one on the cusp, but Lana got the feeling it was more than that.

That thing she saw in the darkness, when the Totems were fleeing and Moon had turned to face her, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Wondering if the girl she could see standing before her was really what she appeared to be.

However it may be, the truth of the moment was that Moon did not have a Water-type Pokemon capable of performing the Z-Move Hydro Vortex. As Moon remarked the same was true for the Fightinium-Z Kahuna Hala had given her, Lana had perused Moon's Pokedex, the Rotom inhabiting it happy to answer any and all questions about its contents.

“You don't need to use them all, most people choose only one or two Z-Moves to remember. Have you ever seen someone perform the wrong Z-Pose for a Move? It's hilarious.” Lana's fingers stopped scrolling the Pokedex. Hang on. “Now when did you catch this?” Moon observed the Pokemon Lana had stopped on and recalled. Just the day before, while Lana was out. Moon had taken a walk into Brooklet Hill and fished to relax. She'd found it then. Lana smiled.

“Well,” letting the Rotom-dex go, Lana looked at Moon, “pay close attention to that one. It's not easy to raise, but an incredible Pokemon if you can. I'd like to see you do it.” Moon nodded, staring at the Pokemon shown.

Interesting.

“Either way, consider preparing a Water-type if you can. After all, it's Kiawe's Fire Trial next. Your Dartrix won't help you there. Not the way it did for mine.” Those words from Lana earned a hurried nod from Moon. She would have issues with the Trial ahead if she didn't prepare. She'd need to think.

From then to now Lana and Moon had boarded the Lapras once more, setting off upon the waterways of Akala's north. Following a different path, leaning far closer to Wela Volcano's slope, Lana would bring Moon as far south as she could. As close to Kiawe's next Trial as could be done.

To the road that would take Moon to Royal Avenue and the Battle Royal.

In that time, as Moon sat upon the back of the Lapras, admiring the Waterium-Z and considering what was next to come, Lana guided the Ride Pokemon and thought her own thoughts. About Moon.

The conversation with Ilima last night, Mallow reluctantly joining the call, had been stressful. The concept of Moon possessing the original Ride Pager, a model with none of the safeguards the present version had, was one of great concern. Ilima had strongly suggested Lana make an attempt to retrieve it.

Mallow had sternly told them both that they should not.

With the countless unknowns swirling about Moon, pressuring any part of her could result in disaster. Why did she have a Ride Pager? Where was she going? Those were questions that absolutely should be answered. And they'd make sure they were. But taking the Ride Pager from her? Mallow didn't trust what change would come of that.

Moon was so young, so impossible, and so pressured. They couldn't be part of that pressure.

Mallow was sure it wouldn't end well.

Lana couldn't tell. They didn't even know for sure if this mysterious Ride Pager that Moon possessed was the original Aether model, the version Ilima feared for its potential misuse. Where every existing system of storing Pokemon had safeguards baked so deeply into their foundation that it was impossible to imprison a Pokemon within them – whether Pokeballs allowing the Pokemon within to exit as they pleased or the Storage System's automatic release timer – the original Ride Pager did not. Ilima had obfuscated that in producing the current model, hopefully enough to never be reverse-engineered, though time would tell on that, but the original, that in the hands of the wrong person could end in disaster.

They had to find out if that was what Moon had, and had to get it away from her if she did. That was Ilima's belief.

In the end, Mallow argued him down to this: they would prepare a new Ride Pager, ascertain whether Moon's was the original without causing Moon to fear they were acting upon it, and determine just what she was using it for. Based on those factors, they would openly approach her with the intention to exchange her Ride Pager for a new one. It would not be immediate action, but it would be action they could take. When Kiawe woke the next morning he'd agreed to watch Moon carefully for uses of the Ride Pager and see what he could determine.

That was the solution they settled upon. For now.

The route from Brooklet Hill, or at least the Rangers' Station closest to it, to Royal Avenue by water was fairly intense. Following a curving river, Lapras ascended small steps in the water with shocking ease, but larger climbs required Moon and Lana to dismount, ascend a staircase cut into rock or steep hill, then board the Ride Pokemon once again. In total, from their early morning departure, it was late in the morning by the time Lana directed the Lapras to a halt. They'd travelled through thick forest, caves full of hanging greenery, and a stone valley caused by the upheaval of the earth so many years ago. A journey that had entranced Moon along the way. Seeing her smile in witnessing Alola's beauty, Lana found relief in that.

That was the kind of person she could trust, no matter what.

“From here,” Lana walked with Moon, steps away from the water along a tree-lined path, “is the road to Royal Avenue. It's completely straight, impossible to get lost on. Just keep going and you'll find it.”

Moon paused. Looked at Lana. Was she not coming? Lana shook her head.

“Team Skull has me worried. They were smart the other day, that's not like them. I want to stay close to Brooklet Hill for a little while.” Oh. Moon nodded. That made sense. Lana gave a smile. “You've done well, and completed my Trial. Good luck with your next, Moon. I'll be cheering for you.” Moon smiled back. She would.

And there they parted ways.

The road was as Lana had said, unerringly straight to an almost boring degree. Following it, Moon distracted herself by investigating noises of interest, patches of forest, or fields of grass appearing along the way. Other Pokemon Trainers greeted her, some inviting battle, the area a popular one being so close to both Royal Avenue, where Trainers gathered, and also the main road from Heahea City itself.

In battle Moon was relentless. Her defeats at Lana's hands had hammered home how powerful the act of keeping your opponent unbalanced was, and so Moon sought to emulate what the Captain had shown her. Think and act fast, so fast your opponent couldn't keep up. It was difficult, and Moon's commands weren't as sharp, her Pokemon not as prepared, as Lana's had been. But it was effective, and many of the Trainers she fought ended the battle admitting they didn't stand a chance. Complimenting the young girl on her strength. She must have given her all to the single partner she showed each time.

Moon never revealed more than that. Without someone to help, revealing who she was would only result in her being swarmed. She'd been taught that. So she kept herself hidden as best she could.

Some still got the impression that maybe this young girl who crushed them in battle was the mysterious Trainer with that impossible ability all the same.

Thus Moon continued down the main road of Akala, battling Trainers and wild Pokemon both, closing in upon the fork that led to Royal Avenue. And the occupants who had taken it over.

The first thing she heard was the sound, the boombox producing something at a low enough quality that it could only barely be described as music. There was a nostalgia to the noise that reminded Moon of another time, another place, the docks of Hau'oli City almost four weeks ago. She moved faster, determined paces, closing in upon the sound.

She knew exactly what that meant.

The fork that led to Royal Avenue was occupied, one branch barricaded. Seated atop the barricade, next to the loudly playing boombox, was a Team Skull member, the same black clothing, silver pendant, and skull beanie worn. A second member stood before the blockade, moving back and forth to the beat. Then a few steps back, just where the path forked, a small girl and a huge Pokemon stared them down. Moon approached just in time to hear their conversation repeat.

“An' I'm tellin' ya,” the Team Skull member that was dancing continued to do so, rarely actually stopping or looking at the girl, “Ain't no-one gettin' through. There's like, a mudslide or somethin', we're doin' our part keepin' Alola safe. Practically Captains ain't we man?”

The second member atop the barricade gave a thumbs up to his fellow below. The one on the ground folded his arms, doing a backwards slide across the path. “So that's that! Get lost!”

“I can assure you,” the small girl's foot was tapping against the ground, not to the music but to her own annoyance, “Mudsdale and I can cross any environment no matter how rough. You are getting in the way. We will be fine.”

“Nope no way,” the one she was arguing with held his arms up as a cross, “rules are rules are rules, y'know. We hear 'no-one gets through' we make sure no-one gets through, ain't that right dude?”

The second member nodded and turned the boombox up, not so much raising the music as the amount of static overlaying it. Moon cringed at the noise as she approached. The Team Skull member saw her and sighed.

“Listen!” Looking over the other girl he pointed at her, “Road's closed yo. That's that. No goin' through. Got it? Get it? Get lost!” Moon frowned. The girl turned to her.

She was small, even smaller than Lana was. Tan skin, very long and bushy black hair hanging past her hips in two tied tails, wearing a tan and purple outfit that reminded Moon somewhat of the clothing the farmers of Paniola wore. A little bit different though.

“Hello Trainer,” she nodded to Moon, who nodded back, before turning to face the blockade before them. “Team Skull appear to be blocking the path, claiming it is protecting travellers from danger. I find it difficult believing they are doing anything out of the goodness of their heart however.” Moon agreed to that quickly. The Team Skull member before them shook his head. Wow.

“Hey that cuts deep, right to the bone yo. You sayin' we ain't got no hearts? Here we are doin' the right thing and y'all get up in our grills about it. Don't they ever teach you not to judge a book by its cover? You even read, yo?”

There was a weird aura to the two girls staring him down, each clearly unimpressed by his clear display of public service. The Team Skull Grunt felt himself take a step back. “Uhh, yo bro, hop down yeah? I think we gotta help these two walk on.” With a groan the other Grunt clambered down the stack of crates, boards, and drums. Took a stand beside his bro ready to turn aside all comers. Feeling a little more backed up now, the first Grunt pointed at the pair. “Alright you kids just get movin' and no-one has to get hurt. Road stays closed.”

The girl pointed in return, the giant Draft Horse Pokemon looming behind her taking a step forward. Moon raised a Pokeball of her own.

“You will be moving.”

And with the small girl's proclamation, she and Moon entered battle.

It ended quickly.

On Moon's end, the Team Skull member's Drowzee attempted to pacify her Bagon who, in response, headbutted it, flipped it into the air, juggled it with multiple jumping headbutts, and then slammed it into the ground with one more. Rock Head Pokemon indeed.

The other girl was even more effective. Moon didn't even see what Pokemon the Team Skull Grunt set against her, just watched as the giant horse, the Mudsdale, calmly barged through the pile of junk that was the barricade erected across the road, leaving it collapsing in its wake. Hands on her hips, the girl blew out a breath. There. That was better.

The Team Skull members stepped back.

“Uh hey, come on, we're just tryin' to help y'know.” The first one's attempted de-escalation came to a halt as his partner rapidly elbowed him in the side. “Sup bro what's wrong? Y'look like you saw a ghost, yo.” The pointing continued. He turned his eyes to the Pokemon indicated. Huh, that's a weird one. Looks kinda dragony don't it? No kid has a Dragon tho. Besides... he raised his eyes, making eye contact with the dark-skinned girl. Black hair? No. Stupid red hat? Nope. But, uh. But... kinda... looked... like...

“Yo hey that's that monster girl ain't it!”

The other girl looked in interest between the Team Skull Grunts and her new ally. Monster girl? Moon took a step forward.

“Well,” taking her own step forward to stand beside Moon, the girl gestured for her Mudsdale to join them, “I was thinking about holding back, but if you're willing to help with cleanup how about you, me, and Mudsdale stomp these scoundrels flat?” Moon nodded. Raised a hand.

That was as far as she needed to go.

“Hey book it!”

Moon's fiery stare didn't abate as the two Team Skull Grunts fled her presence for the third time. Once bitten thrice shy it seemed. Her expression changed into a smile as they left her sight.

She'd enjoyed that.

“Well now,” the small girl beside her held up a hand, Moon turning around to see it and extend her own, “You've certainly lent me a hand, Trainer. I am Hapu, a pleasure to meet you.” Moon spent a single moment considering, before giving her name in return. Hapu didn't feel like the type of person who'd run her down just to know her. Hapu smiled. So she was right. “Moon, you certainly put the fear into those two. I can tell they've crossed you before.”

They'd gotten off easy as far as Moon was concerned.

“Ahaha,” Hapu laughed, amused at Moon's response. Very good. “Well then, it seems the way to Royal Avenue is opened. Were you planning on taking part in a Battle Royal?” The huge Pokemon looming over the pair, far bigger than even Null had been, gave a deep braying noise. Hapu's smile widened. “Mudsdale seems to think you should. She approves of your battling prowess.”

Moon thought. She'd only planned to meet with Hau here, but taking part? Maybe. Hapu continued.

“You are on your Island Challenge, yes?” Moon confirmed. Hapu nodded back. “I would say I am on a kind of my own. Mudsdale and I are on an important journey that much is certain.” Looking at the Draft Horse Pokemon, Moon considered. It seemed incredibly strong. Could someone on an Island Challenge have a Pokemon like that? She didn't know. “Actually,” thinking for a moment, Hapu came to an idea, “would you happen to have met with Captain Lana of Brooklet Hill recently?”

Moon's nod immediately brought a smile to Hapu's face. She reached up and petted the Mudsdale's shoulder. That was as high as she could reach. “You see, I have been hoping to meet with Captain Lana. Did you know she completed her Island Challenge at one of the youngest ages in Alolan history? I wished to ask her for advice on achieving such a feat.”

Then Hapu wanted to do the same? Complete her Island Challenge as soon as possible? It felt like there was more than that though. Moon didn't voice that thought however. Just let Hapu know Lana remained around Brooklet Hill.

“Very good,” Hapu nodded, “I was going to check in at Royal Avenue to see if anyone had seen her recently, but confirmation she remains at her Trial Site is enough reason to continue there myself. Thank you, Moon.”

Hapu turned to the Mudsdale, reached a hand up to the saddle over its shoulders and began to pull herself up. Moon's curiosity peaked.

“Oh?” Hapu looked back down at the question. “This Mudsdale? It belonged to my grandfather. He... passed it on to me. Now we are travelling together.” There was far more to that than Moon could parse. She simply nodded. Hapu smiled. “Good luck with your Island Challenge, Moon. I am sure we will see each other again.”

With heavy footfalls the Draft Horse Pokemon departed, leaving Moon watching it and Hapu go. She was sure that, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Mudsdale was a Pokemon of incredible power. She still had a long way to go.

Turning, Moon pointed east, facing the now cleared way. Onwards, to Royal Avenue.

And the Battle Royal.

Once long ago the four Tapu, Island Guardians of Alola, took part in grand battle against one another. The result of this battle was destruction, widespread ruin across Alola with no clear victor in sight. Recognising the damage they had wrought the four withdrew themselves, becoming rarely seen enigmas instead of ever-present deities.

Yet their competitiveness remained to a degree, and every now and then the four will compete. It is a battle far too measured and controlled to ever reveal a true victor, but it assuages their desire for competition all the same.

From those conflicts, from witnesses of the four Tapu in battle with one another, the Battle Royal was born.

Today the Battle Royal Dome, where these grand free-for-alls take place, exists at the centre of Royal Avenue, a festival of Alola's Trainers held in the middle of Akala Island, built before the southern slope of Wela Volcano.

Festival was the correct word to use – Moon found herself immediately overwhelmed once she was through the gates of the locale; the sheer mass of excited people, Pokemon, stalls, and festivities more than enough to allow most anyone to become just part of the crowd.

A part of it was relaxing, having no-one show her any interest at all, but all too quickly it grew to be too much. Focusing on the reason she was here, Moon made her way through the masses to the Royal Avenue Pokemon Center.

If you were looking for someone, the closest Pokemon Center was the place to go after all.

“Hey!” As soon as Moon was through its threshold the welcoming voice greeted her, the youth it came from rushing to pull her through the crowd. Smiling Moon allowed the tug on her arm, being drawn to a table where another was sitting. She sat down as well.

“Moon, how are you?” Hau's wide smile said how well he was, and if it didn't then the red crystal set into his Z-Ring said it for him. He'd done it. Moon showed her own blue. Hau raised a palm and she met it with her own.

Their first Akalan Trials complete.

“You've both done well.” The third at the table, Captain Kiawe of Wela Volcano, let his eyes roam over the heads of the children. The Pokemon Center was as busy as one could be, and he was a notable enough Trainer that people glanced at him more than enough. Of those people, a good portion could place the Melemele Kahuna's grandson as well. Hau had become a known figure too, mostly by his proximity to Moon. An awkward situation indeed.

And of that subset, those who recognised Kiawe, then Hau, when their eyes drew to the third occupant of the table, a young girl of similar age to the other youth, an obvious conclusion formed.

Kiawe's glare sparked like fire every time anyone's look lingered too long. Try it. They soon looked away.

“So hey,” Hau's energy never faded, uplifting those around him by his presence alone. Moon's travel since Paniola Town had been a joyous experience, but somewhat lonely even with Mallow and Lana's company. Having Hau around was better. If Lillie were here too it would be perfect. She wanted the three to be together again. “Since we're here, we need to have a Battle Royal, Moon!”

Moon didn't precisely understand what a Battle Royal was. She understood it was a competition involving multiple Trainers battling together, but beyond that... Kiawe took over.

“Allow me to explain,” the Captain placed thumbs and index fingers on the table, forming a square. “Four Trainers stand opposite one another, each with a Pokemon before them.” He brought his fingers in slightly to indicate the Pokemon. “Those Pokemon will battle, targeting one of their three opponents, or even all of them should they wish. When a Pokemon is knocked out, the Trainer of the one to do so is awarded points, with less given to those who simply made it through. When a single Trainer has no more Pokemon, that is the end of the Battle Royal. As simple as that.”

Hau took over. “There's teams of one, two, or three Pokemon allowed! So people can battle in any of those groups. Since we both have three Pokemon, we could both join the biggest battle! We totally should!”

Moon nodded. Then thought. What would be the best combination to choose? Hau laughed at her for that. Having to choose.

Wait. Moon frowned. She was meant to keep out of attention. Her disguise had only proved partially useful so far. Going on stage like that, it'd throw it out entirely. She shouldn't do that. Hau frowned too. Awwww.

“That,” Kiawe's voice drew both children's eyes back to him. He fumbled a bit with his words, “I may be able to help.” They were staring at him. It was slightly embarrassing now. “It is just... please excuse me. I will return in a few hours.” Kiawe stood, doing his best to avoid the curious eyes focused on him. He knew what needed doing it was just... digging into old boxes of the past could be embarrassing.

But he was a Captain and it was his duty to help all the Trainers of Alola. Mild embarrassment was an easy trade for helping Moon out. Kiawe shook his head. “Please show patience and await my return.”

Barely was Kiawe out the door to the Pokemon Center before Hau stood back up. “Okay!” He stepped away from the table, Moon standing and following after, “Let's go explore!” And so the two children went, curious figures in the Pokemon Center a few steps too late to ask them their names.

To wonder if the one known as Moon had come to join the Battle Royal.

The hours passed easily for the two. It had been just past the height of midday when Moon entered Royal Avenue, and so Hau's proposal that the two find food was immediately agreed upon. Naturally that meant he led her to, with unerring accuracy, the nearest Malasada shop. He had a gift, Moon told him. He smiled at that.

From there they wandered. Stalls drew Moon's attention and she made purchases – new Pokeballs acquired while ignoring the curious look of the clerk wondering why such a young child needed so many. It was odd.

But life in Royal Avenue was far too busy to dwell.

Onwards they went. Watched people and Pokemon all about, the entire festival city in constant motion, before finding themselves drawn into the Battle Royal Dome itself. After all, they should see what a Battle Royal looks like, right?

Moon, as soon as she was in the crowd and able to watch the arena below, was enraptured.

Moon and Hau, both full of such incredible potential, both with Pokemon far more advanced than their ages would lead most to guess, were still just beginners. Their immense abilities allowed them to push against the Trials of Alola, but in comparison to the best of the best, they were barely different from any other youth.

And that was oh so clear in the Battle Royal Dome.

Oh there were Trainers they felt they could beat. Entire battles they were sure they could stand within. But then there were others who were just so far beyond them. Like the way Lana had crushed her, Moon felt. The Battle Royal Dome held no distinctions. All Trainers may take part.

Moon couldn't help but feel her excitement rise watching the battles play out. She did want to take part in that. But not the way she'd had to battle before. Not measuring herself.

She wanted to go all out.

“Hey isn't that Gladion?”

Moon's thoughts ground to a halt, Hau's observation cutting through her musing. He pointed and she followed, seeing down below in the current matchup a young man with hair of blonde, a huge quadruped Pokemon at his command. That was Null. And that was Gladion too. Yeah.

“Woah, he really is strong!”

Moon couldn't help but agree. Gladion kept his intensity, kept his commands, and the Pokemon known as Null crushed its opponents. His power really was incredible. Moon remembered how their last battle ended.

Unsatisfactory for them both.

“Hey Moon? Where are you- hey wait up!” Hau caught Moon's leaving of the stands quick enough to chase after her, the two making their way down to the ground floor of the Battle Royal Dome lobby.

She waited. Waited for Gladion to emerge from the floor so she might challenge him again. So they could both put to rest how the last time had gone. Surrounded by fans a nearby figure observed the young pair of Trainers standing in the centre of the lobby. Oh and here he'd just taken the day off to relax and burn some stress, what a thrilling coincidence. The one known as the Masked Royal kept watch for the two to enter the fight.

“What do you think?” Hau was standing by Moon, watching the entrance to the stadium as she was, “Are we going to challenge him?” She nodded to that, determination now alight in her eyes. It was a look Hau had begun to recognise, that intense focus that said she was going all out. The thing he always wanted to see when battling against her. Gladion was lucky indeed.

Though with his sourpuss attitude he wouldn't acknowledge that at all!

“Oh there you are,” Captain Kiawe's voice caused the two to turn, the fiery figure striding through the crowd, ignoring the looks given to his shirtless form. It wasn't the rarest of things for people to eschew upper clothing in Alola, especially during these warmer seasons. The ultimate hero of the Battle Royal did the same anyway. Most people who couldn't recognise Kiawe would just assume he was copying the Royal's look. He held out a hand to Moon.

“It took me a little while to dig this up.” Moon looked at the black mass in Kiawe's hand. Reached out to it. It was soft. Made of fibres. Was this a...? “It's,” Kiawe turned his head, “when I was younger I was into a show, it's from that time. I thought it might help you keep your disguise.”

Moon took it. Turned the wig in her hands. Hair of black, similar to how her own had been. With it, with what was buried at the bottom of the travelling bag she carried, then she could... Moon turned and dashed off, away from the group, leaving Kiawe and Hau behind.

She needed to change.

“We're going to battle someone we know!” Hau chimed in to distract Kiawe from his concern at Moon's reaction, sure she was fine. “Do you want to be our fourth, Captain Kiawe?”

“Well,” Kiawe nodded with a smile, “I'd enjoy that very much indee-”

“If I may!”

A loud voice broke through the bustling of the lobby, a figure striding through the crowd, his head cresting above them. Kiawe immediately stood rigid at the sight. That was... that was!

“Hey!” Other voices in the crowd sounded out now, “Hey Masked Royal!” “You're awesome!” “Who are you battling next?” “Will you sign this?” “Go gettem!”

“Pardon my intrusion, yeah,” the man known as the Masked Royal came to a stop before Hau and Kiawe, arms folded over muscular bare chest. A wrestling mask of blue with a face of red flames and a yellow thunderbolt down its middle covered his head, only mouth and closely trimmed beard visible beneath. He smiled. “But I couldn't help but notice you planning to take part in the Battle Royal, young Hau. I would be happy to introduce you to it if you would have me.”

A brief wonder at how the Masked Royal knew his name floated through Hau's head, but it quickly drowned under his excitement at the figure himself. The Masked Royal! Dude!

“Yeah!” Hau jumped, “Okay when Moon gets back let's battle!” Catching himself, Hau turned to Kiawe, who was already stepping back and waving him off. He'd cede this fight to the Masked Royal. How could he not? It would be a good experience for Hau and Moon both.

“Oh hey! Gladion! Over here!”

The way the blonde teen jerked in surprise at hearing his name made it clear how unwelcome it was, a heavy scowl turning to Hau as he waved repeatedly. Gladion made no motion to approach. Hau did so instead.

“Hey when Moon gets back battle with us! We saw you before you were doing great! The Masked Royal is gonna fight with us so you gotta, okay?”

A biting “I don't 'gotta' do anything” died on Gladion's lips as he turned and looked at the shirtless figure standing nearby, the crowd hovering around him but none too close. Real power. A real way to test Null. He turned his head to look back at the entrance to the arena.

“Whatever.”

“Good enough!”

The voices in the lobby surged. Catching them, Hau quickly moved towards the source, the Masked Royal steps faster. Ordering the crowd to break apart. To let the one coming through pass.

To let her be free.

Each sandalled step made noise amongst the quietened muttering of the room. Her eyes, as intensely brown as always, looked ever forward. Black hair fell around her neck, slightly longer than what she'd had before, but able to be tied back into a rough approximation of the ponytail she'd worn. A shirt of bright flowers, the colours she preferred.

And a red, chicken-combed hat fastened securely on her head.

The Trainer Moon, legendary child with six Pokemon, impossible person who could perform Z-Moves without tiring, strode with head held high through the crowd. She didn't err, didn't misstep, and didn't look at anyone else besides those that mattered. At Hau. At Gladion beyond him. And at the third who'd appeared. She tilted her head, looking at him.

What was Professor Kukui doing here dressed like that?

“Greetings Moon!” The voice of the Royal echoed, the room almost silent now. This was about to be everything. “I take it you've come to take part in the Battle Royal?” She nodded. He smiled. “Then allow me, the Masked Royal, to welcome you! It would appear we have gathered four Trainers, yeah, so let us take part, woo! In the grand battle passed down for generations! In the Battle Royal! Woo!”

The crowd parted. The way cleared. Moon walked clearly into the entrance to the arena, Hau following behind. A scoff and Gladion followed them. And the Masked Royal went last. Three youths of such potential.

He'd give them all a fine lesson indeed.

Stage lights blared. The voice of the crowd roared, lurching through the stands surrounding the ring the four Trainers stood at the corners of. Each held a Pokeball, each held intent. For Moon she wanted to go all out. For Hau he wanted to feel excitement in battle. For Gladion he wanted to face strength. And the Royal, the Royal wanted all these children to see what they really needed to. To feel the power of their partners and how best to fight alongside them.

A lesson often taught by providing a wall that wouldn't break alone.

“Presenting!” The voice came from the speakers above, an announcer surveying the battle, “A Battle Royal to shake the heart! The Masked Royal has returned to battle, to teach three of Alola's brightest new stars what heights they aspire to! Against him stands Gladion and Type: Null, regulars of the Battle Royal, a fierce power that stands alone!” Cheers from those who'd watched Gladion's strength. He was standoffish but genuinely talented. And that mysterious Pokemon, it was a sight. He had his fans.

“Against them stands Hau, grandson of Kahuna Hala, a Trainer on his Island Challenge!” More cheers. Hau waved. People waved back. He grinned widely.

“Against them stands Moon!” Immediately a wave of noise. Moon ignored it and kept her eyes forward. “The mysterious Trainer who's said to have no limits! But how will she fare in a Battle Royal? This match will have one Pokemon per Trainer, so we'll see how well she's trained her best!” She raised the hand holding her Pokeball. The other three did the same.

“When a Pokemon is defeated, this Battle Royal will end! Trainers, on your marks... begin!”

Four Pokeballs flew. From Gladion came Null, a Pokemon of power so great it made the young boy's muscles shake as soon as it emerged. But he stomped a foot down and quelled his weakness with force of will alone. He wouldn't accept the same result as before. He wasn't going to be bested by this power.

He was going to win.

From Moon came Dartrix, her partner from the beginning. The voices of the crowd, seeing the evolution of a starter Pokemon, were full of excitement. She really had raised something that strong that fast. Incredible.

From Hau came Brionne. The Masked Royal, smiling so far, felt surprise shape his face instead. Oh, he hadn't heard about that at all! Neither had the crowd, neither had the announcer, who quickly launched into a spiel lauding Hau for raising his starter Pokemon to its second stage. Proof he was an incredible young Trainer indeed. Hau blushed. Gladion stared.

The fourth Pokemon became manifest.

From the Masked Royal came a Litten, Fire Cat Pokemon, third of Alola's three starters. He'd kept it with him since its fellows went to two new Trainers, and begun raising the Pokemon when he wasn't busy with work. It had already proven its name in the Battle Royal, young and far weaker than Pokemon with years behind them, but intense under the Royal's commands. It had grown quick.

The Litten's eyes locked onto two of its three opponents. They'd grown. The three had always been raised to keep pace with one another, to always rough-house and tumble. Sparks danced across its fur, will dragging as much power from its Trainer as it could. Falling behind? Absolutely not.

The Royal felt the tug, the sudden hunger as the Bond between him and the Fire Cat surged. It was assumed theory, difficult to test, but he considered this fine evidence. The competitiveness between Pokemon raised together could help them grow. Could fuel their power.

Could drive them to evolution.

The crowd went wild, the announcer's words coming a mile a minute. Moon, Hau, and Gladion all stared as the light faded and the larger Fire Cat, the Torracat, evolution of Litten, stretched and yowled. Dartrix and Brionne both made celebratory noises.

A bell rung.

“Null go!”

“Get em Brionne!”

“Let's go wild, Torracat, yeah!”

Moon spoke the same intent. The battle began.

Dartrix's flying kick, propelled by its speedy flight, landed squarely upon the helmet of Null, who barely acknowledged the blow. But its counter-attack, the upwards swing of its helmet and the horn emerging from it, missed completely as Dartrix flew upwards, dodging a jet of water shot from Brionne. Burning fangs bit down just below where the helmet of Null ended, the Torracat having raced in and jumped upon the much larger Pokemon, yet it could do little damage, the larger creature thrashing and sending the Fire Cat flying across the stage with ease.

All four changed target.

Dartrix rained down leaves where Brionne was, the Pop Star Pokemon disappearing in a surge of water, using the speedy technique to evade yet again. Breaking out of the jet it fired bubbles that impacted with Null, yet the powerful Pokemon ignored them and continued its charge, catching Torracat as it recovered from the fireball it had shot at the flying Dartrix above, the Blade Quill Pokemon blowing out the flames with a gust of black wind.

The crowd cheered wildly. This was exactly what they'd wished for. Hearing their voices, the Masked Royal grinned. Let the show continue!

Torracat intercepted Dartrix when it swept down on Null, its heavy charge knocking the Grass-type to the ground. Brionne followed that advantage, yet was intercepted by a far more powerful tackle from Null, being sent flying into Dartrix as a projectile rather than an attacker. Moon and Hau both gave the same order, their two Pokemon targeting the ground and sending up a storm of bubbles and leaves, before each burst out in the opposite direction, Brionne slamming Torracat and Dartrix slipping by Null and slashing along its side. Aware of its weakness compared to Brionne the Royal ordered his Pokemon to get closer to Null, while Gladion directed Null to not let Dartrix slip by it again. He clutched his wrist, steadying the shake, and forced his focus.

This was everything he'd wanted. To be forced to be strong. He wasn't backing down.

Torracat slid under Null's great height, Brionne following after as Dartrix circled overhead. The two grounded starters launched fire and water up at the third, both attacks hitting and being ignored by Null as it jumped too, a raised claw catching Dartrix and closing tight, pulling the Blade Quill Pokemon down to the ground. Pinning Moon's Pokemon in its grip, Null stood poised for victory, Hau and the Royal both aware of that. Both changing to that one target alone.

Fire washed over Null, the burst enough to let Torracat get close and jump on its back, clawing and kicking repeatedly. Brionne sung a song laced with power, its sonorous waves washing over the three Pokemon grouped together. Dartrix struggled, razor sharp leaves raised to encourage Null to release it. Moon had her Flyinium-Z held, waiting for an opportunity.

As soon as she saw it she'd take it and win. No holding back.

Hau kept his command. If even one of the three clumped together were knocked out by Brionne it was his win. Null though, it still seemed fine, despite taking the most beating of them all. What an incredible Pokemon.

Gladion, opposite him, was clutching his shoulder hard. Hau watched as the blonde Trainer shook his head. Was he okay?

The Royal took his shot.

“Torracat, win it, yeah!”

The announcement created the window he expected. Gladion ordered Null to be careful, fearing a secret technique from the hero of the Battle Royal, and so the Pokemon was distracted from Dartrix. Moon caught that moment and ordered her partner to break free, the Blade Quill Pokemon finally escaping Null's grasp and fluttering up. It had taken the second-most damage after Null, and possessed far less resilience than that Pokemon did.

The Royal smiled widely just in time for Moon and Gladion to realise their mistakes. His victory.

“Fire Fang!”

Decided by elemental matchup, as so many battles were. Null had proved too powerful for the three starters, even in their evolved forms, and so the Royal had chosen to take victory in one clean strike. Dartrix was stronger than Torracat, had experienced more than that Pokemon, but the power of its fiery bite, especially with the damage the Grass-type had accumulated, was enough. The Fire Cat pinned the Blade Quil Pokemon to the ground and yowled victory.

Battle Royal complete.

“The Battle Royal is over!” The voice of the announcer drew a frustrated noise from Gladion, displeased at the battle ending before he was done. But a moment later a leg gave out and he sunk to a knee, the adrenaline fading and so his body no longer able to support Null. He called the Pokemon back as Hau approached.

“Hey are you okay?”

“I'm fine.” Gladion refused to look at the boy. “I don't need your help.” Forcing himself to stand, Gladion wavered but walked. Left the arena in silence. Hau watched him go. Unsure what he could say or do. Just feeling bad about it.

He wished he could help.

Moon called back Dartrix and acknowledged Professor Kukui's victory. He suddenly looked extremely awkward hearing her address him. “It's the Masked Royal, young Moon,” he refused to meet her eyes, “Thank you for battling with me. It was a fine experience and a fine show. Good luck with your next Trial.”

Moon continued to give Kukui an odd look, but nonetheless turned and moved for the exit as well, Hau joining her as the crowd kept up its roar.

The Masked Royal remained behind.

Before Moon and Hau could leave his voice echoed across the Battle Royal Dome, a microphone brought into the ring for him to use. To speak to the populace watching, whether now in person, or through recordings later of this grand battle fought. To give his message.

“That was a fine battle, yeah, proving the children of Alola are shining stars and bright futures for the region!” Hau grinned at Moon. She smiled back. “But what's important about stars is not blocking them out!” Moon's smile fell and she turned to look back, back to the ring behind them as the Royal continued. “So I have something to say!” The voices of the crowd were confused now. What was on the Masked Royal's mind?

“I've been watching for this last week as everyone in the world has decided they want to know about Alola's new stars! Pursuing them! Overwhelming them! Giving them no freedom or peace!” Moon's cheeks warmed. Was he really? “Do you believe that's fair? That it's right? That your curiosity and interest justifies harassing these children so?” Voices in the crowd began to mutter. Some agreeing. Some shamed. The message spread.

“It's wrong!” The Masked Royal's declaration echoed. “The way they are treated is wrong! And I want each and every last one of you to know that! To think about it the next time you decide it's worth chasing these young stars down! The next time you see someone else choosing to hassle them! In the Alola Region we live supporting one another! We help the children of this region take on their Trials and grow! So there'll be no holding them back! No holding them down! Let them be free! That is my decree!”

His was a voice of charisma. In his speech there was a command and that command settled in the hearts of those who heard it, now and later. What had they been doing? Harassing children so? Letting their interest consume their sense?

It had been wrong.

Moon had already left, Hau following alongside her. He could see the tinge to her cheeks, having such a speech made in her name. But...

“He's pretty cool, isn't he?”

She paused. Looked back at the Battle Royal Dome behind them. And considered.

Yeah, he really was.

Chapter Text

“You both did well!”

Captain Kiawe of Wela Volcano stood before the entrance to the Battle Royal Dome, waiting for the two youths he was watching over to emerge. Hau who had completed his Trial two days prior, and Moon who was to make her first attempt at it tomorrow. A young boy who pushed the limits of sense, whose growth hinted he would be one of Alola's strongest Trainers without fail.

And a young girl who defied sense entirely. Moon who had been acknowledged directly by a Tapu. Moon who kept six Pokemon with her without ever once showing their demands. Moon who had fought against two Totem Pokemon and won, bested them with four Z-Moves in a row. Kiawe wondered how she would fare with his Trial.

After all, its challenge was based on none of the factors that had carried her thus far.

“For now, let us heal your Pokemon.”

Hau was excited to discuss the Battle Royal as the three returned to the Pokemon Center of Royal Avenue, thrilled at having battled the legendary Masked Royal. Kiawe lamented his missed opportunity, having yet to face the strongest Trainer of the Battle Royal himself. But even just watching, studying the way that man commanded his Pokemon, the freshly evolved Torracat, was astounding. That Pokemon should have been the weakest of the four to fight, yet the Royal's directions were more than sharp enough for it to keep pace with its opponents. He was truly worthy of Kiawe's respect.

Moon's focus was more on Gladion, his Pokemon specifically. Type: Null, that was the name the announcer had said. Rotom-dex didn't recognise it, couldn't give any more information than it had observed. No weaknesses shown or noted. Just incredible power, resilience, and ferocity behind it. A mystery.

“It's a worry,” Kiawe shook his head, standing near the two children as they had their Pokemon healed from the battle, “that Gladion, he was showing clear signs of Bond Strain. That Pokemon is far too much for him. It won't end well.”

Moon and Hau both looked at Kiawe when he said that. Both thought. Bond Strain, Moon understood the concept. It was when a Trainer pushed their limits too far, supported Pokemon who took more from them than they could provide. A Trainer would grow lethargic, requiring more food and sleep each day, until even that wasn't enough and their health would begin to deteriorate. Only at that point would the Bonds between them and their Pokemon decay, but the damage by then would still be done. Gladion already looked unwell.

Moon wondered if he’d be okay.

Hau, who specifically had and continued to feel a demand upon him that he powered through with lively energy alone, really wished he'd gotten the chance to talk to the blonde-haired boy. He hoped he was alright.

“So hey, Captain Kiawe,” when Hau changed the topic he did so with a happier tone, the smile on his face one he always wore, “what's the deal with that wig you got for Moon anyway? Where'd you get it?” Caught in the headlights of the question, Kiawe blinked. Moon thanked the Pokemon Center nurse for healing her Dartrix before turning to him with a questioning look too. As soon as he parsed his own silence the Captain jolted back to life.

“Oh, it's...” he took a step away from the counter as other Trainers approached, Moon and Hau following after him, “it's from a show that I... liked when I was younger. I collected lots of its memorabilia and... dressed as my favourite characters at times.” Thinking back on it Kiawe found the thought embarrassing, how wildly obsessed he had been at the time. The indulgence of his parents had been appreciated then, but now... he shook his head. “I remembered it when we were talking about needing to hide Moon's appearance. Believed it would help her look the way that she's known.”

It had, and Moon appreciated that. Hau continued to press the point. “What show?”

“Just-” it had ended a few years before his own Pokemon journey, Kiawe was sure neither Hau nor Moon would know it, “it was a cartoon, a fictional retelling of the Warring States Period. Very overblown but... a lot of fun. I enjoyed it. The wig was from a Dragon-type using character. That's all.”

Dragon-type Pokemon were considered the most mysterious of all – their incredible power and scarcity combining with thousands of years of myth to create a concept that captured the heart. No other type of Pokemon demanded as much from their Trainers, drew such an obscene amount of power through their Bonds. Without a specific bias to the type, any Trainer with a Dragon likely only had the one – raised with them over many years.

And even then it was an unlikely Trainer with the raw potential to do so.

Of the seven current Captains of Alola, Kiawe understood the demands of the Dragon-type best. He'd caught one such during his Island Challenge, confident his Fire-type bias would allow him to handle the dual-typed Pokemon's demands, only to discover that he absolutely could not. Even with his other Pokemon stored it still took too much, his own stubbornness the only thing keeping him going some days. Eventually it had taken the intervention of his friends to convince him to seek help.

To seek the Dragon Tamers of Ula'ula Island.

Today Kiawe could handle the Pokemon. Could withdraw it from the Storage System and command it in battle. But the demand was significant enough he had to pace himself all the same. It wasn't a Pokemon he could keep with him all the time. There was still far more growth for him to reach the level he needed to be.

To be a worthy partner to a Dragon.

But then there was Moon. Kiawe caught himself staring absently at her as he mentioned the Dragon-type user, recalling the Pokemon she had. A Bagon. Eleven years old and she had a Dragon-type without issue. Of course it seemed it was impossible for her to feel any of her Bonds' strain at all, that she had an unending reserve of energy she could supply to her Pokemon. But even still it struck him.

She really was so much.

“For now!” Shaking himself past those preoccupying thoughts Kiawe spoke up, moving the topic along, “I am afraid tonight I have work here in Royal Avenue, I will not be able to continue on with you. It is up to you whether you stay the night at the Pokemon Center here or...”

“Or!” Hau shot up a hand, startling Moon with the movement, “Moon!” He turned to her, “I can take you to the Wela Volcano lodge! You'll be staying there while you're doing your Trial anyway!” The barest moment of consideration, really just the length of time it took her to understand what was said, passed before Moon nodded with a smile. That sounded good. Hau grinned back. Awesome.

“Very well,” Kiawe nodded as well, “it is not a long ride from Royal Avenue – you will have no issue making it there before nightfall.”

“Yeah!” Hau threw up both hands now, “Moon we can get some Ride Tauros! It's been way too long since we raced!”

Swept up in the prospect, Moon and Hau quickly worked themselves into determination to get going right away. Kiawe smiled at that. Hau always wore a happy smile, but he seemed more energetic around Moon. Honestly, with the way the young boy was going through his Trials, Kiawe had worried he might be pushing himself too hard. But here he seemed fine. Maybe it was nothing.

He'd still advise Mallow and Lana to keep their eyes open though. He wasn't so irresponsible as to doubt his initial instincts after all.

Moon took a moment. Disappeared and returned a few minutes later dressed as she had been before. Caramel-blonde hair tied in two tails, her clothing darker colours with less vibrant designs, red hat no longer in sight. She held out a hand, offering the black wig back to Kiawe. Hau frowned. Kiawe did too.

“Are you sure?”

Moon continued to offer the wig to be taken. It had helped for the moment but... outside of the battle she was too aware of it. And even still... Moon only had to turn her head to watch people in the Pokemon Center catch her gaze and look away. The Masked Royal's words may have helped but...

Kiawe accepted the wig and gave a much harsher stare out over the crowd. For a child to think and act in such a way... it infuriated him.

Something would have to be done.

For the moment that was where it ended. Kiawe had his job, changing into a far meeker outfit – constantly bared chest now covered by a shirt bearing the logo of the Thrifty Megamart – and Moon and Hau took their leave. Claimed Tauros at the edge of Royal Avenue – the Ride Pokemon stall one of a number curving around the eastern coast of Akala – and took off.

Set themselves upon the road to Wela Volcano Park.

“Man,” once slowing from their initial race, a dead heat sprint between the two, to enjoy the ride, Hau voiced his thoughts, “that Masked Royal was so strong though! I wanna go back and battle him all out one day! When we complete our Island Challenges let's go back and make sure we win!”

Moon's moment of agreeing came to a halt as she realised Hau was speaking about the Masked Royal as a stranger. Did he really not know him?

“I mean,” Hau shrugged, “he's on tv all the time, so everyone kind of knows him but...” Moon's stare didn't communicate her disbelief, “it's so much cooler seeing him up close!”

She really didn't know what to say about that.

“Okay, so,” regularly responsible for keeping conversations going, Hau found a new topic, “how'd your Trial go, Moon? Tell me about it!” Moon spent a moment before giving a small smile and the question in return. How did his Trial go? Hau grinned wide. A momentary stare. Then they laughed. Revealing anything of their Trials would spoil the surprise! They couldn't do that! In her thoughts, Moon considered it was unlikely Hau would experience the same Trial she had anyway. She didn't tell him that though.

Kept it to herself.

“The next one...” Hau spoke again after a while, “I'm a little worried though, since it's a Grass-type Trial. Brionne and Pikachu won't do well with it.” Moon nodded agreement. Her Dartrix stood no chance against the Fire-type Trial either. Still, Hau had shown off the Firium-Z. If he was able to-

“We thought about evolving my Eevee to a Flareon, me and Captain Kiawe.” Moon made a noise of interest at Hau's words. She'd still come to no conclusion on an evolution for her own. “But if it evolves we're both pretty sure I won't be able to keep it with me. Still gotta get stronger y'know?” The way he said it was so relaxed. So unbothered by it. Moon missed any undercurrent and simply nodded. She understood the theory.

“I caught a Fletchling.” Moon immediately looked up when Hau said that. He did? “Captain Kiawe helped, he picked out one just ready to evolve. So I was training it after completing my Trial. I have to swap out some of the others to keep it with me, but we both think it’ll help with Captain Mallow’s Trial.” Another concept Moon understood. Trainers who could not support all of their Pokemon swapping between them through the Pokemon Storage System. It was the core use of it.

“Anyway,” Hau smiled at Moon with that same unworried expression, “even if that’ll help, I might still ask Captain Mallow if I can do Captain Lana's Trial first. Since I know Pikachu will do really well with it, and Brionne will be fine too! Then with Fletchinder and the others we can do the Grass Trial! I'll just have to figure out who I can keep with me. We'll get it though! Swapping Pokemon is normal, right?”

It was, something many Trainers did. Even Moon, though her reasoning was due to the six Pokemon limit more than any personal limitations. For Hau it was different, having to balance the allocation of energy he could supply to his Pokemon through their Bonds. Still, Moon was confident it would work out. And at least Hau wasn't going to be catching so many the auto-release timer would get him.

He laughed at Moon's suggestion of that. Then gave her a curious look. Immediately she realised what was coming. “So how're you doing with that?” The question was direct, Hau interested to hear, “Since you've caught so many Pokemon and all. Have you been releasing them?”

She hadn't, and found herself unwilling to lie to Hau and say she had. Yet further questions would risk revealing the Poke Pelago, and that was something Moon was not prepared to do. Hau was the type who'd want to see it as soon as he heard about it. And if he did, if he saw the Pokemon there, he'd know they were still connected to her. Know the way she differed from everyone else yet again. She didn't want him to know that. She didn't want him to see her any differently than he already did. She didn't want that.

So Moon deflected. Gave little in the way of answer until the topic faded. She didn't regret catching those Pokemon, she didn't regret forming Bonds with them. She just... didn't want people to realise the extent of how she was different.

What she'd shown so far had already done too much.

Hau rambled and Moon nodded absently as they rode on, heading ever north and east.

On to Wela Volcano Park.

The curving road beyond Royal Avenue led past light forest and plains until the green paths gave way to rock, a location of hardened volcanic residue from an eruption centuries ago. This marked a divide, the way beyond continuing on to the entrance of the Wela Volcano Park, and then further still to the northern coast of Akala Island itself. A long journey for Hau to find his way to the Trial Sites beyond. Scenic though, he announced. Moon described the environments she had seen in her travels, something Hau was thrilled to hear. It was easy to discuss how beautiful Alola was and how much they enjoyed travelling it. That didn't require either to think of the things they'd rather not.

“Wela Volcano Park is really cool too!” Hau paused for a moment before sticking a tongue out and bonking a fist to his head. “Okay it's not 'cool' cool but it's super awesome! You'll really like it!”

As the sun set in the west the eastern side of Akala cooled quickly, the rock-face the two were travelling over losing heat moment by moment. By the time the two did pass the gates of the national park it was dark enough to feel like night already, the volcanic peak that towered above them hiding the sun away. Hau pointed out the Ride Pokemon station they were heading for. There they dismounted.

And continued on to the awaiting lodge.

Much like the Pokemon Centers outside Verdant Cavern and Brooklet Hill the lodge was quiet. A few travellers, those visiting the park to explore, and the two young Island Challengers. A Pokemon nurse could be seen behind a recovery machine – confusing Moon as to how this lodge was anything but a Pokemon Center in all but name – and rooms were available for free to Island Challengers. Hau helped her by showing off everything of note in the building. He'd been here for a few days already after all.

As the night wore on the two rested from their day. Ate a good meal, Hau teased by the lodge cook for continuing to empty the kitchen’s stocks with his hunger. And relaxed. Discussed the prospect of Mallow's Trial, which would be difficult for Hau, and how he could best face it. The opportunity of Lana's for him to train. The Trial Moon had ahead, and how she would fare with her Pokemon. She had a few catches from Brooklet Hill with her for it. She felt confident.

Hau yawned, tired sooner than she was. He wore out faster, after all.

“Presenting!” The sound of the television blaring jolted Hau from his sleepy state, he and Moon turning to it as one of the other guests of the lodge turned up the replay from today's Battle Royal. “A Battle Royal to shake the heart!” Watching themselves on the television, seeing them taking part, both Moon and Hau felt weird at that. The video of their Trials online had been one thing, but seeing themselves on television was another entirely. Hau blinked when he met eyes with one of the patrons of the lodge, whose own widened as they flicked from him to Moon. He sat back down facing away from the television. Moon did too.

“Maybe I need a cool disguise too,” Hau gave Moon a grin, “we can both go incognito.” Moon shook her head quickly in response. Don't hide yourself to escape from others.

It hurts more than it helps.

So the night came to a close. Moon and Hau slept, the first fitful, the second deep from his exhaustion. The moon and stars turned overhead. And the sun rose once more in the east, illuminating Wela Volcano with its light.

Captain Kiawe was there by the time Moon and Hau awoke, jovially greeting the pair, a clear morning person. As the two children shared breakfast Kiawe helped Hau plot his course, Mallow's Trial Site close enough to Lana's that Hau wouldn't have trouble going between them. Most people preferred to do those two Trials together, as they were so close by.

Or attempt to, at least. Captain Lana and Captain Mallow both took the need to test the Trainers taking their Trials very seriously. Not that Captain Kiawe didn't but... he paused, before nodding at Hau who winked back. Moon, with no idea of what that meant at all, huffed at them. Hau laughed at her for that.

It wasn't long beyond that until Hau set out. Moon and Kiawe saw him off, wished him well, and the two young Trial-goers discussed how next they'd meet up. If they didn't find one another themselves the Captains would know where they were. That was enough. Good luck, from one to the other. Still two Trials ahead for each. No holding back, right? No slowing down.

They were going all the way.

And so the two separated once more, the same journey but momentarily divergent paths. Kiawe had enjoyed company for a strong portion of his own Island Challenge, appreciated it greatly, and saw in Moon and Hau similar. The intense challenges one faces in their Trials, having another to share the experience with helped recover from them. He suspected the ridiculous progress of the pair was driven because they were a pair. Neither would have made it this far this fast alone.

Well... Kiawe paused on the thought, attempting to be fair while also being honest. He couldn't evaluate for sure. In one direction that was definitely true though. Without a doubt. As for the other...

“Well then Moon,” when he turned to her she looked at him with an expression of determination. She was ready. He nodded in response. “Let us climb the Path of Trials.”

Wela Volcano Park held a beauty different to anywhere else in Alola. In place of vibrant and lush landscapes sheer rock and hardy grasses filled the area, vents in the earth releasing heat and steam into the sky overhead. For most visitors the lower levels would be explored, before a gondola lift was used to travel to the peaks to enjoy the views out over Akala.

But for Trial-goers there was an important journey to take. To follow the Path of Trials, a way cut through the rock that scaled the massive volcano that towered over Akala Island, and to reach the peak by their own merit alone. Even just beginning it, Moon quickly understood why Kiawe was the way he was. Travelling this path even more than once would result in such an appearance.

Kiawe followed Moon on her climb. Watched as she crossed paths with the wild Pokemon of Wela Volcano, battled against them and claimed her victory. Her team was different still, new members obviously caught around Brooklet Hill. Those Pokemon, so freshly caught.

So responsive to her commands.

Pokemon gained strength through a Trainer's Bond. Over time they would grow faster than their wild contemporaries, evolving far sooner than they would alone. Those Bonds, they evolved too, becoming stronger as Pokemon and Trainer grew to trust in one another. The stronger the Bond, the more power would flow through it, and the greater the demand there would be upon the Trainer. The greater strength a Pokemon could draw from them.

Here too Moon was ridiculous. These Pokemon barely knew her, yet they followed her orders without question and shone under the power they drew. Was that part of her impossible ability? Or did Moon share another paired with her limitless reserve, a gift for raising Pokemon that exceeded belief? It was difficult to see the two apart.

Even still, Kiawe watched closely to see if he could. If he could learn just what it was that let Moon raise Pokemon the way she did – whether it was the power that she gave, or the way that she approached them. In the end he couldn't tell where one aspect ended and the other began. Just acknowledged Moon's ability and followed her along the path.

Rest-stops Moon made use of. Her reserve for her Pokemon was limitless, but as a human was exactly what Kiawe expected. She tired as anyone else did when active. Honestly, she wore out sooner than Hau in this way. It was relieving. Kiawe found himself surprised by just how much it was so.

Hours turned. The sun followed overhead. Moon walked the path climbing the volcano, the heat at its peak building, the girl relieved she'd followed Kiawe's advice to dress as light as she could for the day. With shorts and tee baring most of her arms and legs, she savoured when the wind blew against the mountain's side. The warmth coming from the rock, combined with the heat built by the climb, had her breathing heavy. This wasn't easy. Not at all.

Kiawe reassured her. There was water at each rest point, and he kept the bottles they carried filled. Watched Moon's condition while motivating her climb. Overcoming Alola's Trials was something both Trainer and Pokemon needed to do together. She would not learn this land without experiencing it in such a manner.

Moon was sure she'd appreciate that thought more when not mid-climb.

The day went on. Moon climbed, youthful energy converting to raw determination as she continued upon the path, Kiawe always a step behind. She was sure that the Pokemon Journey of Kanto wouldn't have nearly the same mountain-climbing demands but... she didn't specifically dislike it. Turned and looked, high enough now to see out over Akala. In the distance Heahea City sparkled in the light of the day. She liked that sight.

Turned back to the path and continued on.

The Trial Site of Wela Volcano was small, a raised stone platform at the peak of the path set just beyond the Trial Gates. As Moon passed through them, sat down heavily upon the rock and drained the last of the bottle she carried, greedily accepting the second Kiawe passed to her, she recovered. Rested enough to look around. There wasn't much here. Just the ring of stone surrounding them. What sort of Trial was there to have here? She looked to Kiawe. What was next?

“You have climbed the Path of Trials,” Kiawe congratulated Moon for overcoming this challenge of Alola, “future returns to this Trial Site may be done via the gondola lift, you have proven yourself thus far.” That... was more relieving than she'd expected it to be. Moon nodded. And? “Now,” Kiawe stepped onto the platform, walking across it to stand opposite Moon. And raised his voice.

“Come, Marowak!”

Captain Kiawe's voice boomed in a way no other's did, echoed over the rocky ring surrounding the Trial Site and down the slopes of Wela. In return the cries of Pokemon answered, their jumping movements swift as they bounced from outcropping to outcropping, travelling from their resting places to join the Captain who called them. In moments from his announcement Kiawe stood before Moon with three Pokemon before him, Pokemon with ash black hides, white skull masks streaked with the same colour, and long bones grasped in their hands burning with green fire. Moon stared. Marowak? He called those Marowak?

She hadn't heard about this at all.

Rotom-dex was quick to make its announcements. To describe the Alolan Marowak, Ghost and Fire-type, as being just that. Special Alolan Variants. Moon nodded. She hadn't expected this, but didn't mind it all the same. Ghost and Fire? She could face that.

She was ready for her Trial.

“Now then!” Kiawe held out a hand, the one Marowak carrying two bones handing one to him, “watch closely, Moon!” Raising the bone Kiawe spun it, the bone travelling from hand to hand, around his body as he continued to move. It was an elegant dance, one Moon hadn't expected from him. One the Marowak mirrored.

Spin the bone. Fire dances. Trails and flows. Flame entrances.

Moon watched. The dance continued, beautiful but beautiful alone. She applauded when Kiawe came to a stop. He and the Marowak bowed. Then waited. A moment of silence.

Where was the Trial?

“And that,” Kiawe stepped forward, the Marowak falling back as he did so, “was the Trial you must take.” Moon stared. What? Kiawe explained. “The connection between people and Pokemon, between you and the land, there is a rhythm to it. A pulse you can feel in the shifting of the earth, the flow of the air, and,” raising a hand the Captain tossed the bone he carried, the item spinning in the air until he caught it again, “the dance I have shown you. Here in Wela Volcano it is loudest, and that is the reason here is where this Trial takes place. Only when you can hear this rhythm, Moon, only when you and your Pokemon can follow it, will the Totem Pokemon appear. And that is the challenge of my Trial.”

Moon didn't understand.

“Call forth your closest Pokemon.” Kiawe's instruction was direct. Moon's hand went to the Pokeball of her Dartrix, a Pokemon she could not bring herself to leave at the Poke Pelago no matter how poorly it would fare here. She unleashed it without a second thought. “Now watch,” Kiawe took a stance again, raising the bone, “and listen. Whether in the movement of the dance, the feeling of the earth beneath your feet, or the secret song Alola sings, you must find the rhythm and direct your Pokemon to follow it. Are you ready?”

She wasn't but she nodded anyway. She didn't understand, but that didn't mean she couldn't figure it out. She'd made it this far, right? She wasn't going to stop here. Kiawe nodded and began his dance.

Moon watched.

Listened.

And felt nothing.

“Let us return to the lodge.” Kiawe's words shocked Moon from her silence, her whirring thoughts seeking the answer to this question she didn't understand. Return? Wasn't she here to do her Trial? She had to take it. Let her take it! Kiawe shook his head. “You cannot take my Trial until you are able to hear the rhythm of Alola. You should rest for today.”

She complained. It was a most eleven-year old reaction, a stark difference to the usual quiet manner with which she acted. But not unsurprising. As Captain of Wela Volcano, Kiawe had weathered the complaints of many Trial-goers confused by the challenge he gave them. Insisting all they had to do was defeat the Totem to move on. Completely missing the point.

Moon was strong. Beyond strong, thanks to her gift. With the ability to use Z-Moves without restriction, Kiawe was sure that in a calm state of mind she would best his Totem without trouble at all. But first she must obtain that calm state of mind. Must not focus on battling and seeing the Trials of Alola as opponents. They were experiences for the children of Alola to contemplate, to understand this world they were part of. Ilima and Lana were gifted Trainers but each too battle-focused. Kiawe firmly believed that a Trial focused more on a Trainer's heart than power was essential to determine who could continue on their Island Challenge.

Moon asked for the dance again. She'd hear it this time, she was sure. But Kiawe saw in her only the intention to win. To overcome a challenge. No thought beyond the desire to fight. She was so young, a few more months, if not a year, should have passed before she'd be tasked to understand. New Pokemon Trainers, they understood battling and that was it. Not the world they were part of.

As long as she could only think of defeating this Trial she never would.

“We will return.” Kiawe's firm statement broke Moon's insistence down. She stared, shocked, realisation coming to her that she would not pass her Trial this day. A defeat. A failure. She didn't understand. Followed in silence. Posture tense.

Kiawe watched her closely as the gondola lift carried them back down to the base of Wela Volcano. Since Moon's journey began her only true defeats had come at the hands of Tapu Koko and Captain Lana, both opponents of such power it was the expected result. Failing to overcome a task due to her own inability however, that was a new experience for her. She was still a girl of eleven. Defeat wasn't an easy thing to accept.

“Moon.” She looked at him when he spoke to her and her expression was cool. No smiles. No relaxation or appreciation for the world around her. The exact wrong state to hear Alola's song. “Hearing the rhythm is not about battling Pokemon. It is about listening to the world around you. The more you try to force it, the harder it will be to grasp. Rest. It will come to you in time.”

A significant amount of the day had been taken by this journey, Kiawe left with only a short while to rest before leaving for his job. In that time he watched over Moon, who ate at the lodge and then wandered out into the fields around Wela Volcano's base, nodding absently at his advice not to push herself. Unfortunately that was as long as he could spend, his own work demanding attention now. As Kiawe took his leave, riding a Tauros back to Royal Avenue and occupied with his thoughts, he did not look back.

Missed the Charizard coursing through the air, heading north-east with unerring focus.

Returning to the Poke Pelago.

Mohn welcomed Moon back, excitedly showing her the developments – the bridge to the next island now completed, its rich fields promising even greater harvests than those of the first – before catching on to just what her mood was. She was upset. But resistant to explaining why. Still, just watching her, she seemed to struggle with remaining in a poor mood when surrounded by her Pokemon. So Mohn let her go and prepared food for the evening.

Moon stayed the night surrounded by her Pokemon and left when she awoke the next day. Captain Kiawe, a natural early-riser, watched as the Flame Pokemon soared overhead, coming from the north-east. The same direction Lana had reported before.

Moon returned to the lodge to find Kiawe awaiting her. Made an excuse of taking a morning walk. Appreciated that he accepted it immediately. Didn't think further of it.

The gondola lift brought the two back to the Trial Site far faster than the climb of the day before. It was still early in the morning, the full day still ahead. Kiawe took position once more upon the stage, Moon watching intently. She would hear it. She wouldn't be beaten. The competitive nature within her flared.

Deafened her.

“Come, my fine Hikers!”

Loud calls, a repeated “hup hup hup hup”, followed the trio of figures emerging from the rocks, quickly taking place on the stage without delay. Stunned by this sudden appearance, Moon stared blankly, momentarily forgetting herself. What just happened?

“Now watch our dance and look for the rhythm of Alola's song!”

Step and turn. Watch closely. Our fine dance, done joyously.

Moon watched. The three dancing figures, all similar in appearance, weathered men who'd clearly spent years wandering such environments, ended the show in a pose. It was exceptionally strange, made all the more so as the three departed without a word in the wake of their dance. It was just Moon and Kiawe again now.

Immediately she began to question if anything she'd just seen had actually happened.

Kiawe looked her over. She was still staring blankly. The strangeness of this moment hadn't unlocked her intense focus. Unfortunate. “Moon,” he gave a new option, “call forth your Dartrix again. The two of you, listen for the steps to follow. Give commands as you hear them.” She nodded and released the Blade Quill Pokemon once more, the Dartrix stretching in the warmth of morning, the hour far earlier today than it had been the day before. Kiawe stepped aside and left the stage to Moon and her Pokemon.

And waited.

Moon struggled. Closed her eyes, listened, and heard nothing of note. No rhythm in the wind. No feeling in the earth beneath her feet. Just silence. A minute passed and then another, her Pokemon waiting for her command, swaying on its own from side to side. It could already hear, Kiawe observed. Simply needed its Trainer to as well. She'd raised it well, another sign of her exceptional ability. The only thing holding her back now was the way she saw the Trial she faced. It wouldn't be too long though, now he was sure.

“My advice,” when Kiawe spoke Moon opened her eyes, frustration clear that no progress had been made, “is to spend the day around Wela Volcano in peace. The Island Challenge requires Trainers to become a part of Alola. Forget battling and listen to the land, then you will hear it. I have full confidence in you.”

Confidence or not, Moon had now failed to meet this challenge twice. It weighed heavy upon her. Kiawe watched her leave disheartened. Wondered what advice he could give. Some Trainers never heard the song. Insisted Kiawe was pretending, that he was specifically keeping them from going forward. Became consumed by their frustration. Moon was in that state now, unable to parse her own inability. But she was also gifted. And held a love for Alola that Kiawe had both heard of and seen. Her moments of appreciation during their climb the day before, he'd been sure of it then. She understood.

Not as fast as Hau, who had grasped the song immediately, needed a second attempt only to defeat the Totem Pokemon, but Moon would not be held here for long. He was sure.

Moon spent the day in battle. The Captain's advice to pace herself lasted only a short while, the frustration at her inability driving Moon to accept the challenges of any Trainer or wild Pokemon to cross her path. Her Pokemon, especially those she had caught recently to help her face the Totem of Wela Volcano, needed more strength, wouldn't be able to overcome the opponent they would face. So she trained them and they grew under her orders and as Kiawe observed this aspect of her, he knew it was incredible. She was incredible.

But she couldn't hear the song.

The day continued the same as the last. Moon left Wela Volcano and returned to the Poke Pelago, Kiawe seeing her go this time. Mohn could see her frustrations remained, slackened only by the presence of the Pokemon around her. Night turned to day. Moon returned from the north-east. Kiawe greeted her. And led her back to the site.

It was the Marowak again, the surprise of the Hikers one that couldn't be relied upon twice. Moon watched them with laser-focus, the exact wrong state of mind to hear the song. Kiawe sighed, unable to advise her to relax. Telling someone they were not calm was the fastest way to make things worse.

Still, he tried. Repeated the dance, allowed Moon's Pokemon to join it, watched as the Dartrix fluttered about to the same rhythm he could feel. With Moon's will it would follow it perfectly, call the Totem without fail. But Moon couldn't guide it. Couldn't even tell that her Pokemon could already hear. Simply grew more and more despondent as she realised today would be no different to the last.

She asked what she could do but there was little Kiawe could tell her. He had found the rhythm in his dance. Others in simply remaining at peace. Some in battle, though the number Moon had taken part in hinted she would not. Hau had looked out from Wela Volcano as he climbed it and heard it then. Understood what he was climbing to do.

Hearing that affected Moon. Hau had heard it immediately? How long then had it taken him to complete his Trial? Faster... than this? Kiawe felt warning in the question, yet found himself unwilling to tell a falsehood. Told Moon that Hau had heard the song immediately, called up the Totem, been bested by it and then overcame it the day to follow.

It hit harder than she expected. Being unable to overcome this Trial, this challenge, was affecting her but the thought she was falling behind Hau, that he was leaving her behind, that was so much worse. She had to hear the song. She had to pass the Trial. She couldn't stop here.

She had to keep up.

Kiawe saw a fire in Moon but it was a fire that burned its host. Her struggle to overcome was wearing upon her. She'd grown more sullen, more tense, as the days passed by. Her perceived failures were stacking heavy upon her shoulders. Advice to pace herself, to relax and take things easily, would not be well received. He was unsure what to tell her.

Just that he should say something.

“Come with me.”

The Trial Site was set high up Wela Volcano's peak, but not at the peak itself. It was a further walk to reach that height, and Kiawe led Moon on it while distracting her from her thoughts. “My dance, I found it when I did my Trial here, the Captain before me teaching me to hear the rhythm of this place. She did so by taking me to the peak, and telling me to meditate on the sight of Alola before me. It... didn't work.”

Moon focused on that. Someone else experiencing the same difficulty she faced.

“It was the Marowak who taught me – they dance with their bones, and I joined them on a whim. Only then did I hear it. Only then did I understand.” Should Moon dance then? She asked him that. Kiawe shook his head. “I can't answer that. Only Alola can.” An enigmatic answer for an enigmatic Trial. Moon frowned.

“From there,” Kiawe continued to climb the path, Moon following behind, “I fell in love with the art of dance. I've practised it every day since. And am working hard to study abroad when my Captainship ends.” He turned and smiled back at Moon. She was still feeling down, but listening intently all the same. “By the time that happens, you'll probably be ready to become a Captain yourself. What do you say, would you like to take on the task of teaching this rhythm to the Trial-goers of the future?”

Moon stopped walking. She still struggled to imagine herself as a Captain. But here, teaching this thing she couldn't understand, that was far too much. Just trying to picture it resulted in her head being filled with blank noise. Kiawe stopped as well, seeing Moon deep in thought. Almost. Almost...

She shook her head and moved on. She'd think about that after her Island Challenge. For now she had to reach the peak, hear the song, and beat the Totem. Kiawe's face fell as she moved past him. She still didn't understand.

The opponent holding her back was her own drive to fight and win.

The peak of Wela Volcano, a grand view out over Akala Island's south, even the far distant hills containing the Ruins of Life, did nothing for Moon. She stared and waited for the flash of inspiration, of understanding, and got nothing. Turned and left without a word.

The next day was different, Moon watching as her Dartrix fluttered about the dancing Marowak, bouncing to the tune. The Pokemon was acting independently, caught in the dance all on its own. Moon didn't even acknowledge that, didn't pay attention to how her Pokemon was moving. Just waited for that moment of realisation that wasn't coming.

Didn't notice until it was far too late the giant Pokemon that had crawled over the rocks and risen over the dancing group.

“Salazzle!” Rotom-dex announced as it rose up in reaction to the new Pokemon, “Toxic Lizard Pokemon, evolution of Salandit.” Moon had encountered Salandit over the past few days here, the territorial lizards quick to battle, and quicker still to be bested by the Pokemon she had brought to take this Trial. An evolution of them, that made sense.

All she had to do now was win.

The Z-Aura of a Totem flowed around the black lizard as the Marowak scattered, as Kiawe stepped back, as Dartrix fluttered before the Pokemon highlighted by lines of pink. Moon didn't fully understand how this battle had begun, but knew at least she was prepared to win it. Dartrix return.

Dartrix didn't return.

Kiawe observed. The dancing of Moon's Pokemon had lured his Totem Salazzle, but caught in the rhythm that Moon could not hear the Dartrix was unable to obey her commands. Simply fluttered about until the Totem turned and left again.

Moon stared. It had been there. The opponent she needed to beat. And she'd done nothing. Been unable to direct her Dartrix back and... why hadn't she called out another Pokemon? Why hadn't she done anything? She didn't understand. She didn't understan-

“You heard it.” Kiawe's voice cut through Moon's thoughts. She stared at him. “Or rather, you heard the absence of it. The space where the rhythm should be, the song that will let you face the Totem. You are close. Your Pokemon has already found it. You will complete your Trial soon. Have faith.”

Moon didn't understand. She hadn't heard anything. She couldn't picture at all what she was looking for. Didn't get it. It didn't make sense! She called back her Dartrix with a sharp order, breaking through its dance and causing it to look at her with surprise at her tone. Moon didn't note her own frustration. Turned and left.

She couldn't handle this.

Kiawe caught her on the slopes of Wela, embroiled in battle with local Pokemon. She was venting, and continuing to miss what it was she had to find. But his advice, his suggestion she stop battling for the day, went ignored once more. She wasn't ready to listen. To him or the song. So competitive, so driven, she reminded Kiawe of Gladion. Of how the young man pushed himself to win until it hurt.

He watched over her as best he could, but when he turned his back she was gone, a Charizard soaring through the sky above. He watched it go. Had reported the details enough to be confident of where it was heading, cross-referenced with others along the way. Lana had told him she'd take care of it. He didn't know what that meant, but left it to her all the same. She was sharp.

She'd do what was best.

Moon didn't expect it. When the Charizard circled over the Poke Pelago, she didn't notice the way her Pokemon were grouped around Mohn's residence, his little shack by the sea, to be any different. Didn't feel their curiosity. Was too deep in her thoughts to grasp even that.

The Charizard landed. Roared its arrival as Moon dismounted before taking off to settle upon the great vine trees of the island until it was needed again. Moon's Pokemon turned to her. Mohn emerged from the house to greet her.

Lana followed behind.

“Well,” Lana's casual look, her glance at the Pokemon surrounding Moon, confirmed everything she had been sure of when she'd arrived and seen the Pokemon here. All those someone who'd completed the Melemele and Brooklet Hill legs of an Island Challenge would find. “I'd say this explains a lot.”

Moon had an impossible ability, able to sustain Pokemon without any sign of strain. At this point the Captains observing her were sure: she simply had no limit to the power she could provide her Pokemon. They'd accepted that conclusion. But still missed the second impossible step that came with it.

With nothing able to drain her, with no limits to what she could maintain, why should Moon follow the limitation of six Bonds? Because that was the raw limit for humans, or at least it was believed to be so, Lana supposed. No-one had ever maintained seven. It wasn't even understood why, seemingly arbitrary. But that was the truth.

Except for Moon.

Twenty easily, thirty? Lana began counting before focusing back on the girl standing stock-still before her. She'd frozen up. The Captain sighed and approached.

Raised a hand to poke Moon's forehead.

“Moon,” the girl jolted from the combination of touch and name, “it's fine.”

Moon unloaded. It wasn't fine! Not the way everyone treated her. Not the way it would be worse now that Lana knew. And not the way she couldn't hear the song! The small smile that formed on the Captain's face broke through Moon's rant. She stared at it. Lana shook her head. Beckoned for Moon to follow her as she walked to the water's edge. Moon did so.

“I couldn't stand that Trial.” When Lana said it Moon stopped. Really? “It took me months to hear it, I was so sure every time but it just wouldn't come to me. I actually left Wela Volcano and stayed at Brooklet Hill after the first week. Visited every now and again but couldn't get it any time.”

Months? Moon shuddered at the thought. Hau would be long gone from Akala in that time. And Lillie would follow the Professor on his path. Moon couldn’t be left behind by them. She couldn't!

“You know when I heard it?” Lana asked this and Moon shook her head. She wanted to know. If anything could help her... “It was at Brooklet Hill. I wasn't even thinking about it, just fishing, watching Pokemon. Counting ripples. I made a tune out of their number. I still remember it. One two three, sea ripples. Splish and splash! Catch Tentacools.” Moon stared. Lana grinned and stuck out her tongue.

“Wela Volcano is terrible.” She said it with such a deadpan that Moon laughed. She couldn't even help it. “Honestly, it's so hot and dry and the air has that acrid taste it's awful!” Lana put her hands on her hips, having delivered similar speeches to Kiawe more than once. “Hearing the song is best done where you're happiest, not where it's loudest. Where are you happy, Moon?”

Moon stopped and thought. With her Pokemon. With Hau and Lillie. No place. Just those around her. Lana smiled at that. It was a good answer.

“How about staying here then? Spending time with your Pokemon? Try to focus on them, not on your thoughts. Then you might hear it. That's my advice.”

Kiawe's focus was always on teaching calm, peace, and acceptance of the world around you to hear its song. But Moon was like Lana, the type who always needed to be moving forward. She couldn't take it easy and enter a trance like Kiawe could with his dance wherever he was. She needed the right place.

Maybe the Poke Pelago was it.

“Moon.” Lana spoke again. Moon looked to her. “I'm going to tell the other Captains about this.” Moon's expression fell. “And that's it. Not the Kahuna. Not the Professor. Just them. Will you trust us?” The role of the Captains was to help guide and test Trainers. But there was another important aspect to them. Their youth. They remembered so clearly being young Island Challengers themselves. They could understand better than most. And as a team they had their own secrets only they knew.

Moon didn't understand.

“This place helps you, doesn't it?”

It did.

“Then you should have it safe. There's just one thing.”

What was it?

“When we have it, we'd like to trade a Ride Pager for your own. We can transfer the Charizard to it, it's just the device we'd like to swap.” Now Moon stared, confused once more. Retrieved her Ride Pager and looked at it. What did the Captain want it for? Lana shook her head. “I'll let you know when we have your new one.”

There was little more to Lana's visit. She spoke more to Mohn, instructing him that the maintainer of the Pokemon Storage System in Alola was going to be notified about this system intrusion and that he'd be in touch. Mohn accepted that he was probably getting off lightly. Beyond that, Lana took her leave. She'd have to tell the others everything, and they'd figure out where to go forward from there. Ilima would know best, he was the one to work with the Aether Foundation in creating the Ride Pager anyway.

He might know who Mohn was and why he had the original with him, before he'd given it to Moon at least.

As for Moon, Lana watched her with her Pokemon, all bound to her, and understood why she saw something far more than any other Trainer in the girl. That many Bonds, it made the strange sensation Moon gave so obvious now.

And it was only going to grow more intense with time.

Moon watched Lana leave, the Captain's Lapras happily surfing over the waves. That had been more than she'd been prepared for, the secret she was keeping discovered, and she found herself exhausted by it. An emotional toll had been taken. She needed to rest.

So Moon rested, the day turning, morning passing to afternoon. She was tired. Watched her Pokemon, some at work, some at play. It had been too much: the Totem appearing, her failure in facing it, her continued failures to hear the song, and then Lana's appearance. In the warmth of the sun Moon nodded off surrounded by her Pokemon. And dreamed.

Their sounds shaped her subconscious thoughts. Pokemon dancing about her, a whole world of them she was a part of. How long had she wanted this as a child, how long had she been looking forward to the day she would receive her first Pokemon and go out on her journey? And now here she was. Beyond her wildest dreams. And now...

In her dreams, a rhythm. Wake and feel, this momentum.

Moon was on her feet in moments.

The setting sun cast orange across the Poke Pelago, night beginning its approach. Some would be tired at this time, a full day spent however it may be. But Moon was not tired. Moon was not prepared to stop. Her Pokemon, at work, play, and rest, looked to her and the way they moved continued what she heard.

The rhythm of Alola's song.

Mohn didn't have the chance to catch her before she was gone, the time between Moon's awakening and calling the Ride Charizard to return her to Wela Volcano less than a minute. She'd called back the Pokemon she would need. Those who could follow the tune.

She had to go. Now. Before she lost it.

She had a Trial to take.

Captain Kiawe of Wela Volcano entered the lodge at the mountain's base with a glum expression. Hard work, determination to succeed, didn't always end up going his way. He'd been sure that working at the Thrifty Megamart, while managing his role as Captain and his practise of dance, would be the way to go. That he'd make the savings necessary to follow his dreams.

But those dreams were a little further off now. He didn't know what he'd do next. Find somewhere else that would take him, that would accept he had a duty to serve Alola and its youth whenever they called? That wasn't so easy a thing.

He sighed.

Moon called out his name.

He didn't need to ask. It was obvious. The way she swayed from side to side. The way her foot tapped at the ground when she came to a stop. The brightness in her eyes and the smile on her face. He shelved his own concerns in an instant. This was far too important to feel down. Moon had heard the song. Kiawe nodded in response.

“Then it's time.”

Upon the stage of stone set within the Trial Site of Wela Volcano two figures stood. The first was Captain Kiawe, tasked with overseeing this Trial. One who guided Trainers to hear Alola in their hearts, to understand that the Island Challenge was not solely about raising strong Pokemon who could fight.

It was about growing into the kind of person who could feel and care for the world around them.

Before him stood Moon. She moved a hand, her Dartrix appearing before her, swaying in the same manner she did. To hear the song was to be in sync with one's Pokemon. As long as Moon remembered this, she would be a greater Trainer than ever before. Completing this Trial first, Hau had a strong advantage going to face his next. The flames of Wela Volcano forged Trainers stronger than they arrived to this place.

“Come, my fine dancers!”

Just one of the Hikers this time, three Marowak joining him. Kiawe called them to dance.

To begin Moon's next Trial.

In the earth, a movement. Flames rise up, in announcement. Rhythms pulse, partners dance, summon forth, opponents. Marowak spin and dance and sway, Dartrix flies, hunts, and preys. With Aura flowing in command Moon's given order scattered foes, clearing way, calling to, Totem Trial, Salazzle.

Pokemon dance, change place on stage, battle start, new song made. Poison and fire, to water bows, flow and pulse, overpowers. Poliwag new, fierce and brave, feels Aura shine and forms a wave. Z-Aura. Z-Power. Hydro Vortex, mountain drenched, Totem wrenched from feet, poison arcing overhead, Moon's calm heart complete. No shaking but for dance. No quaking but for trance. In rhythm caught in Alola's hold her spoken words, heard as told. Partners change and water rains from Z-Move's wake and sustains the fish, Pokemon caught in Brooklet Hill, Small Fry calling up allies. Schooling Wishiwashi towers over Totem foe, eyes glowering, bold intimidation answered back, each unleashing their attack there's steam. Fire water mix, clouds now hanging thick. Poison seeps and saps away at Moon's choice as she says the words, calls a change of tack, their next act.

Distance taken intent unshaken, from water drawn, shield and sword, attacks blocked, power stocked, a single strike that splits the night. Steam parts, light cuts, shines on the dance under the dark. Totem strength resisting blows, weathering strikes from countless foes but her light, shining brighter through the water takes its toll, visage fearful to them all. Another wave, Kiawe looks to see the one who does this, whose endless self lets her use abilities that make her news. His Totem staggers, a prideful dancer, no time for laughter, Moon's attack continuing. Third choice Eevee with confidence astounding. Aura so bright that his heart is pounding.

In the rhythm she found the flow that gave her even more control and now she speaks commands that rend sky and earth, light spreading forth, Breakneck Blitz third of three no dance can stop, Salazzle toppling and falling, caught and dragged through the song swirling, one true blow through the attacks that had held back so many foes but not this one. Not this one.

Light shone bright, around them. Silence spoke, astounding. Kiawe's stare, Moon's unshaken.

And she bowed with victory taken.

Chapter Text

Darkness gave way to light as the Tauros Moon rode emerged from the Dividing Peak Tunnel, the passage defining a border between the north and east sides of Akala. Under the sun once more she looked down to her left wrist, the red crystal set within the Z-Ring she wore glittering brightly. She smiled.

The victory of the night before had been a freeing thing, releasing Moon from the struggle that had consumed her in seeking the song of Alola, allowing her to hear it clearly at last. Even in the breaking of the dawn the next day, the sound of birdsong from Fletchling that nested across the Wela Volcano Park echoing, she could hear it. Even in the stomping of the Tauros carrying her onwards to the north, she could hear it.

Even in the movements of Kiawe's dance as he taught her the pose to unleash the power of the Firium-Z, she could hear it.

Next was the third of Akala’s three Trials: the Grass Trial of Captain Mallow, held in Lush Jungle to the north. With the Firium-Z in hand, the dance to perform the Z-Move Inferno Overdrive in mind, and a Ride Tauros to carry her the way, Moon continued on, bound for Akala’s northern coast and distant Wahiola Town beyond – the gateway to Lush Jungle.

Having promised to meet Moon before her Third Trial was complete, Kiawe had gone west, first to return to Paniola Town, and from there continue north around the western coast of Akala, eventually reaching the Trial Site of Captain Mallow from the opposite direction. Left on her own for the moment Moon travelled along the road, cars and other Ride Pokemon passing her by in either direction as the stone landscape surrounding Wela Volcano led on to the Dividing Peak Tunnel. And then through to its other side.

The difference was as night and day, made all the moreso by the brightness of the sun after the long ride through the dark and lengthy tunnel. Here light glittered off the ocean, waves crashing against the shore, roadside thick with grass and trees. Wingull soared overhead, flocks of Trumbeak and Pikipek wheeled closer to the mountain slopes to the south, and the water frequently broke as sea-faring Pokemon jumped about in play. The air was thick with the smell of nature and completely clear of any of the fumes and heated rock that coated Wela Volcano. Moon found herself stunned by the difference.

It was beautiful.

So beautiful, in fact, that Moon immediately made a decision. Guided the Tauros she rode to a station up ahead, a Ride Pokemon outlet, and made a return. “Ohhh,” the attendant gave Moon a grin, “going on foot to Wahiola? It's a wonderful day for it!” Moon nodded, turning as she did to look at all the Ride Pokemon at rest. Some looked impatient. She queried it. “I was just thinking the same!” The woman she was speaking to nodded, “I'll have my second take over when they get here and take these Tauros out for a roam in the fields!” Moon smiled at that and patted one that had approached her on the snout. It was good that it would have the chance to get out and about.

No-one should be inside today.

From there Moon set out on foot, the rhythm of Alola rich in her ears; the sound of the waves a beat, the punctuation of Pokemon calls notes above it. Even her own footsteps, whether in steady pace or sudden burst of movement, played into it all. Without a second thought Moon brought out a Pokemon, her Eevee, who immediately raced circles around her before clambering up onto her shoulders. It was a timid one on its own, but even it had difficulty worrying in such a pleasing warmth as this. Moon raised a hand and ran it through the fur around her Pokemon's neck. It leaned into her touch happily. The finest of days.

“You there!”

A loud voice entered the song and ground it to a close, a screeching stop to Moon's pace as she came to an immediate halt. The call repeated, her head turning to see a man across the road waving enthusiastically. Lessons about showing politeness to others warred with Moon's desire to return to her warm morning walk, ultimately winning out as she crossed the road to see the one who had called out to her. The Alolan way was to hear one another out, and Moon had found her love for Alola far greater than she had ever thought of Kanto. So she would listen.

To a point.

The man had the look of a scientist, grey coat worn over black clothing, what looked like computer panels built into his sleeves. His glasses were alight with changing symbols, results of the constant typing he was performing with one gloved hand atop the panel on the other arm. Moon found herself transfixed by the strange sight. She'd never seen anyone like this before. The neatly brushed blonde hair of the man should be the least notable part of him, but the large blue crest curving out from it and then around his head made even that strange. He was a figure of most confusing design. She didn't know quite what to make of him.

“Greetings, greetings, oh please excuse me,” he bobbed his head to Moon, who had to look up at him to make eye contact. He was tall. “I am a scientist, my name is Colress.” He spoke fast enough that Moon didn't feel obligated to pause and introduce herself. It was easier that way. “I am here in Alola studying the means by which the full potential of Pokemon can be brought out. Have you ever considered the topic before?” Moon shook her head, Colress reacting to that with a smile. “Of course, of course,” he nodded readily, “most Trainers move forward on pure instinct – some lessons from their youth inherited from previous generations but most of their experience gained by just that: experience! But I am a man of science and it is my drive to fully understand how Pokemon gain power from people, and just how that power grows!”

Reaching forward a hand, Colress extended it to the Eevee at Moon's shoulder, who pulled back from the stranger immediately. Colress stopped his movement before leaning back up.

“Pokemon gain power from a Trainer's Bond, of course, but there is so much more to it than that! Have you ever considered how a Trainer's Bond grows, how it becomes able to give more power to a Pokemon so that Pokemon might grow stronger still?” At this point Moon noted Colress wasn’t even looking at her, caught in his own speech. But it was interesting. She stayed put. “It is my belief,” Colress pointed at Moon's left wrist, indicating the Z-Ring she wore, “that the Z-Ring is key! Through it and Z-Crystals, Trainers can provide even more power to their Pokemon! With each successive Z-Move, your Pokemon gains more from you! Have you felt that? Detected that growth that helps them become strong far faster than they would without? That pace here in Alola that is one of the fastest in the world?”

Z-Moves... Moon thought. From her first with Rowlet against Tapu Koko, to her latest with Eevee against the Totem Salazzle. Was each helping her Pokemon grow more? Was that the key? She looked back up at Colress and he saw the interest sparkle in her eyes. He smiled.

“Yes, perhaps even more than the Mega Ring, it is the Z-Ring that may lead to the discovery of a Pokemon's ultimate potential! And now, because I have told you this, I wish to ask you something.” The look in Colress's eyes was intent enough that Moon felt her interest momentarily pause. What... did he want with her? “I ask you, Trainer, to continue using Z-Moves with your Pokemon!” With that declaration Colress spread his arms wide. “By continuing to transfer power to them, more and more, the Bonds between you will grow and they will become stronger! As the Pokemon League forms here in Alola, the greatest of Alolan Trainers will appear, and I wish to see the power they have forged with their Bonds! So, young Trainer, continue to grow and make it to that stage, and show the world the potential you and your Pokemon have found! That is what I ask!”

Moon nodded and agreed, but stepped back in the same moment. The intensity in Colress now was starting to overwhelm her interest in his topic. He was looking at her like she was the solution to all his troubles and the thought of people putting such upon her weighed heavy. She didn't need such expectations. Excusing herself, bid farewell by the scientist, Moon turned. Began to make her way past a nearby building, a white cuboid structure on stilts, intent on moving on. Of returning to the song.

A loud crash and yell from inside the building stopped her cold. Then another and a cry that sounded like a Pokemon's. Once again, the belief that in Alola you should never turn your back on another surfaced. Moon turned and took steps back to the building's entrance, climbing the few stairs to its front door. And opened it wide.

“Nuiiiiiii!”

“Block it!”

Within the building was a lab-like interior, white decor branding with golden symbols that Moon would place as soon as she focused on them, and similarly white clad people running about. The reason being due to the thrashing Pokemon that had already broken through a table, and was continuing to flail about as the pair of individuals inside tried and failed to calm it. Rotom-dex quickly emerged from Moon's bag to identify the pink, black, and white tiny bear-like Pokemon tearing the place apart.

“Stufful, zzt, Flailing Pokemon! Normal and Fighting-type, a Pokemon that hates physical contact from anyone but those it trusts! Zzt!”

The heads of the two people in the building, both women wearing white outfits branded with the same gold symbols, turned at the voice. The one closest to Moon held out an arm. “Be careful!” She took a step forward to guide Moon back, “It's not safe while it's rampaging!” Moon looked past her at the Pokemon thoroughly trashing the area around it. She felt bad looking at it, like it wasn't well. With a quiet word to her Eevee the Evolution Pokemon jumped down to the ground and approached.

Stufful paused at the sight of the Pokemon, who was calling lightly to it, keeping space as even with Moon behind it there were nerves. Yet as Moon knelt down beside her Eevee, holding out a closed fist to the Pokemon, the Stufful reacted. Took careful steps forward, head tilting to make sure no-one else was approaching, before bonking its skull against Moon's outstretched fist. Then standing still.

“Oh, amazing!” Both women in the room applauded, Moon keeping her focus on the Flailing Pokemon. It still looked unwell. One of the two women knelt down beside her.

“We have to give this Stufful a shot to treat its illness, but it refused to be held for it. We didn't know what to do – thank you so much!” Moon thought on that, aware now that the way the Stufful moved, swaying slightly before catching itself, ran against the song. It was out of pace due to its sickness. She changed her hand, from fist to palm, and held it out to the wary Pokemon's side, Eevee chirping from beside her to help keep the Pokemon calm.

Pacified for the moment it consented as the other woman in the room knelt down as well, raising a syringe to its back leg. The Flailing Pokemon jerked slightly at the injection, but Moon's touch to its side and whispered praise kept its stance steady. After a moment the woman leaned back and withdrew the needle, the Pokemon stepping away to bury itself in the rubble it had created. Moon, along with the two women, stood back up. They breathed out a sigh.

“Thank you, seriously,” the one next to Moon held out a hand, waiting for Moon's so she could shake it. “Our best Pokemon handler went back to the Paradise yesterday, and we're not so good with the really wild ones yet. You seriously saved us.” Moon found the shake continuing for quite longer than normal as the woman thanked her, needing to pull a little to get her hand back. It was then that her eyes settled on the golden symbols throughout the room. Wait.

“We're with the Aether Foundation,” the second woman was watching over the Stufful, but turned to face Moon after observing the Pokemon start to sleep. “Pokemon Conservationists, have you heard of us?” Moon had, was aware of the Aether Foundation that operated around Alola, working to help protect Pokemon in the wild. She liked what she'd heard. But right now, looking at the symbols around her, knowing the exact same was emblazoned on the Ride Pager she kept, she felt strange.

Like she'd suddenly discovered enough pieces of a puzzle to realise there was a puzzle at all.

“People like Team Skull,” the woman was continuing as Moon fixated on the Aether symbol, “cause harm wherever they go! But as long as there are good people in Alola, there'll still be places for Pokemon to be safe! That's what we're working towards. Would you... be willing to help us out until we find our feet?”

Moon paused, broken now from her thoughts. What did they want? The other woman, who'd been staring at the young girl with the Eevee, had a sudden realisation. Pulled the first aside. Moon stared at them, a whispered conversation not low enough to avoid hearing her own name. She took a step back. Both Aether members turned to her.

“Sorry, sorry,” the one to have made the invitation bowed her head, “you're on an Island Challenge, of course you're too busy for that. But please, if you get the chance, lend a hand to those of us you find along the way? Oh! And visit the Aether Paradise some time! I'd love for you to see what we do there!”

Moon nodded. Waved. Appreciated that knowing her name was apparently where it stopped for those two. Seriously appreciated. She was tired of being known. Stepping back out, planning to return to the path, Moon heard Colress's loud voice in the air, looking to see him talking enthusiastically to what looked like another Trainer passing by.

“Well then Trainer, I believe it is you, yes you, who is the key to unlocking Pokemon potential! So then, what I must ask is for you to-”

Moon shook her head and moved on with a smile. It was good to not be recognised after all.

Travel was easy from there, returning to the warmth of the sun and the sound of the waves and the rhythm that pulsed in the back of her head. The northern coast of Akala was active, as such a beautiful place should be, and Moon enjoyed meetings with wild Pokemon and wandering Trainers both. Her Eevee took the lead today, doing well in battles, many Trainers either asking Moon what plans she had for the Evolution Pokemon, or giving their own advice on what form they believed was best. Moon still didn't know. Maybe she'd stumble upon an unknown evolution just by doing nothing.

Probably not though. Everyone was trying to find the next of Eevee's evolutions already. Reaching that... wasn't about to happen without reason.

That was how the day continued, wandering the path, meeting people and Pokemon, breaking for lunch at a small place along the way. Small settlements could be found along this northern coast, some higher up in the mountains, some lower down by the water. The largest would be Wahiola, but even it was tiny compared to the number of people who lived in the towns along the west, and that a meagre total when facing Heahea City itself. Yes, the north coast, despite being vibrant with life, was quiet too. Moon found herself very taken with it.

As far as rewards for completing the Fire Trial could go, this was as good as she could imagine it got.

Wahiola Town greeted her as only it could, with a calming energy that embraced Moon, welcoming her to a place of rest. Set overlooking the shore and northern sea, it reminded her of a smaller version of Wai'oli, perhaps crossed with Iki Town itself. Like Iki Town in spirit, a small and old place, but Wai'oli in design, spread out over a large area from mountain to sea. The thought of coming back here, after her Island Challenge was done, immediately settled in Moon's mind. She liked it here. She liked it very much indeed.

“Oh hey! Moon!”

The voice of Hau came from up the road, the young Trainer racing down it to greet his friend. Moon waved back as Hau approached, the red Z-Crystal set into the Z-Ring around her wrist as obvious as the blue one in his. The sound of their palms meeting one another, both greeting and victory cry, was loud. Each immediately had to shake their hands after that – it had stung!

“Nice!” Hau was as bouncy and energetic as ever, but now Moon could see more to it. The way he moved was in tune to the song, and she was quick to realise it always had been. Even before being told of the song Hau had been part of it. No wonder he'd been able to understand right away. He really was incredible. “Come on, come on!” Wasting no time Hau gestured for Moon to follow him, “the Pokemon Center is up this way so we can stay there! Captain Mallow told me you'd be getting here today, and that she'd come get us tomorrow morning for our Trial!”

Moon followed, questioning. Our Trial? Was it possible for she and Hau to do a Trial at the same time? Hau shrugged. “I dunno, that's just what she said! She and Captain Lana have been talking since they got here, I think they're planning something big.” Now that Moon thought about it, Captain Kiawe had mentioned he'd be here too. Hau reacted to her saying that with a whistle. “I think we're in for the long haul, Moon. Hope you're ready.” Only a moment's pause before she grinned widely at him and he returned it. If they were being challenged together then...

It was definitely the three Captains who weren't ready for what came next.

“Okay okay okay,” as they neared the Pokemon Center Hau walked past it, Moon following after. He set to stand in an open lot before a row of buildings, a motel for travellers staying in the area unable to use the Pokemon Center itself. Being a popular destination for visiting, it saw frequent use. “You gotta tell me how it went, Moon! You did the Fire Trial! You heard the song, yeah?”

Moon nodded. It hadn't been easy, it had taken her a long time actually. But she'd heard it. Called up the Totem then defeated it in battle. Hau whistled again. “Daaaaang,” he held onto the word, “I was able to call up the Totem quick but when I fought it she kicked my butt! All that fire and poison is crazy – even Brionne couldn't keep up! I had to train super-hard to figure out what to do about it!”

To beat it the very next day, Moon pointed out. Hau smiled and rubbed the back of his head. “Well, yeah, but that's nothing compared to beating it right away! I bet it didn't even give you any trouble either, you just went for it! Hearing the song, Moon, you must be suuuuuper strong right now! I bet you could beat anyone!” High praise, and Moon found herself doubting it. Lana, at least, would still crush her – as the Captain too could hear the song, and no doubt had used it to coordinate their double battle before. Maybe the way she let Moon win while still not appearing to have thrown the battle outright had simply been slowing down her pace within the rhythm. Moon shook her head. There was still a long way to go.

Anyway, change of topic, how had Hau's Water Trial gone? Hau grinned and held up his arm again, showing the Waterium-Z off. A Z-Move his Brionne would excel with. Moon was excited to obtain the Grass-based Z-Crystal for her Dartrix. “It was really really hard!” Hau's exclamation sat right with Moon, Lana was the type to put a heavy challenge on people. “The Totem was so strong, it took me three tries before I won! Captain Lana still said I was a really strong Trainer though, so I bet it beats everyone at least once! How did you do with it?”

Moon paused, having baited out the topic without preparation. She didn't want to tell a lie, she didn't want to make something up, but neither did she want to describe the battle she had fought, the struggle with two Totems that she won with the power of four Z-Moves combined. Hau hadn't even said the Totem's name. She didn't even know which of the two he'd faced.

Salvation came in the form of the click of a door, the entrance to one of the motel rooms opening so its occupant could step outside. Hau and Moon both turned to the noise, more reacting to the presence of sound than out of any interest, then stopped and stared. The figure to emerge stared back.

Slowly Gladion stepped back inside the room and closed the door.

“Hey!” It didn't take more than a moment for Hau to cross the open lot before the motel rooms, bound up to the door Gladion was behind, and begin hammering a fist upon it. “Hey Gladion! Gladion hey!” Moon followed behind, her own interest piqued. She and Hau, for different reasons, had business with Gladion still. She stood behind Hau as he knocked. It quickly grew unbearable.

“Go away.” Gladion's command came from a crack in the doorway, Hau's push against the door finding a chain keeping it from opening any further. Not discouraged, the cheery boy leaned to the side to get a better look in. A fierce green eye stared back at him.

“Hey let us in!”

“Absolutely not.”

“We're just gonna keep making noise at your door!” Hau's continued banging against the wooden door persisted even after it shut again. Moon looked from side to side, wondering if anyone would come and yell at them for this, but none of the other rooms were opening. Perhaps at this hour everyone in the area was still out and about. A minute passed. Hau didn't slow down his barrage.

The door opened.

“Fine,” Gladion stepped away from the opened door, retreating further into the room. Hau immediately entered, Moon excusing her entry a moment after. The room was simple, a bed at the back, an occupied pet bed next to it. Definitely not fitting into the small foam and fabric construct, Type: Null lay across the sea-green mat. Moon crossed the room and knelt down before it. It observed her but did not rise.

“Hey Gladion!” Hau's volume didn't change, even now that he was inside, “Are you doing okay? I didn't get to ask you at the Royal Dome before! You did great though, for a minute I really thought you were gonna win! Did you? The Masked Royal sure was tough though huh? Was that your first time fighting him? Are you going back? Are you sure you're okay? Hey what are you doing up in Wahiola anyway? Hey Gladion? Is- is that a Pokemon egg?”

Barely listening to the barrage of questions, having extended a hand to Type: Null's mask, the Pokemon moving in no way to avoid Moon's touch, Moon stopped when she heard Hau's last. Pokemon egg? She stood up and swept her eyes over the room, settling on a round object swaddled in a blanket next to the pillow on the bed. So it was...

That lady at the Pokemon Daycare had mentioned she'd given the egg to a young blonde man.

“It's nothing,” Gladion looked away, “don't be so loud.”

“Are you sure?” Hau now had a worried expression. “Isn't Null there wearing you out already? You can't hatch a Pokemon and care for it too, you're gonna get hurt!”

“I don't need your advice!” Gladion's snap pushed Hau a step back, but only a step, the boy finding resolution to stand firm. Narrowed eyes glared at him for that. Of all the times to find a mote of strength. Moon knelt back down to Type: Null, touching a hand to its helmet, before lowering it to where there was fur protruding. A deep rumbling sound came from the great beast as she ran her hand along it. It was enjoying her care.

“Tch,” turning his eyes upon the sound, Gladion stared at Moon fiercely, who looked up to see his displeased gaze. “I shouldn't be surprised that Null likes you, there isn't a Pokemon that doesn't, is there?” Moon stared back now, a frown on her face. Gladion didn't budge. “You have everything don't you, all that power, nothing holding you back. You wouldn't feel it at all if Null was your partner, would you?” His voice had disgust. Hau frowned.

“Hey-”

“No matter how hard I'm trying, looking at you, who could do this without even feeling it, it really annoys me. Get out. I don't have words for someone like you who has everything without a care.”

“Hey!” Hau's yell now was angry, a tone Moon had rarely heard from him and one Gladion never had. The blonde boy turned to stare at Hau. Hau stepped up to him. “Moon doesn't have it easy either you know!” Moon stopped still. Hau shook his head. “Sure she's able to form Bonds that don't tire her, but look at what that got her! Everyone keeps pressuring her, seeking her out, look at her! She had to change everything about how she looks just so she can do her Island Challenge! You call that having everything? Do you?”

Moon's beating heart did not slow as Gladion stepped back from Hau, turning to look at her again. He didn't have that scornful look now. He looked away.

“Sorry.” His voice lacked all the edge now, intensity broken by Hau's admonishment, “I spoke without thinking.” Moon shook her head. She didn't particularly know why she was attempting to reject the apology, just that she felt like she had to. Hau saying that for her had rattled her. Null pushed its head against her back for more attention. Gladion sighed. “He's right.” Hau smiled at him when he said that. “You have your own troubles too. We all do. Nothing comes in this world without a price, whether it's Null or your abilities. We all have to suffer for the things we have.”

“That's not true either!” Hau's voice again, this time back to its chipper usual, drew Moon's and Gladion's eyes to him. He smiled. “There's something that comes without any price! And it makes everything else easier too! It's the best thing in the world and it doesn't cost anything at all!”

Gladion stared, trying to figure out what Hau could possibly mean. Eventually he had to ask. “What?” Hau grinned widely.

“Friendship!”

Moon laughed. She laughed a laugh at the purity of just how Hau that statement was, of how much it summed up everything about him. She laughed and Type: Null rumbled as she held a hand against its chest to keep herself steady. That was so good. So so good.

Gladion just stared, unable to even say a thing. What even could he?

In that moment, Moon's laughter, Hau's triumphant grin, Gladion's silent stare, a new noise sounded. A small crack, audible only from its sharpness, as the swaddled egg on the motel bed began to shake.

Immediately Gladion had climbed onto the bed, moved the egg from where it lay by the pillow and begun unwrapping the blankets around it. Moon stood and moved back to where Hau was, the two watching over Gladion as he changed to sitting, settling the egg into his lap. Moment by moment outer parts of its shell cracked and fell away, movement being seen behind the translucent inner layer. Gladion kept his hands to the egg's side, waiting as the Pokemon within struggled and broke more away, eventually forming a crack around the entire egg itself.

Then with a final push the Pokemon shoved upwards and threw the egg casing away, blinking under the motel room light, nestled in Gladion's lap. Hau and Moon both smiled at the sight of it. Gladion lowered a hand to run it over the top of the Pokemon's head.

Across the brown fur of the newborn Eevee.

“Hey,” Hau nudged Moon, lifting a Heal Ball to get her attention. She nodded back in response, retrieving her own Eevee's Pokeball. Quietly each opened them, releasing the two older Evolution Pokemon into the room. Gladion's attention moved to watch as they bounded up onto the bed, each making soft noises at the young child before them. Curious, the newborn Eevee crawled out of Gladion's lap to talk to the others. A first meeting for the three.

“Hey Gladion?” His expression was so much softer now, looking over the newborn Pokemon, that Hau felt no concern in asking the question again. “Are you okay?”

Green eyes lifted to stare at Hau, their owner sighing. Reaching out a hand to the Eevee he had hatched, the Pokemon preening into his touch with a delighted and high-pitched trill. Gladion closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the contact between them. Then opened them and looked up to Hau and Moon.

“Type: Null is a special Pokemon, it's designed to take as much as it can from its partner as they can sustain. With Eevee now, there'll be less it can take from me, and so it won't gain strength the same way as before. But it will ease the strain.”

Special. Designed. The words fell heavy in Moon's head as she looked to Null, who had stood to poke its great masked head closer to the young Eevee, who squeaked and fell back, Moon and Hau's own making noises of encouragement for the younger’s confidence. Mostly Hau's, actually. Moon's was eyeing off Null with concern too.

“Will you be okay?” Hau asked it again and Gladion sighed. Looked away. Then back to him. And nodded.

“I will.”

“Good!” Satisfied by that Hau grinned, stepping forward to now put a hand against Null's helmet, who reacted to the push by giving a little push back that was more than enough to knock Hau over. He laughed at the giant Pokemon. “I'd be worried if a friend of mine was hurting the way you were before.” The word 'friend' landed heavily enough to make Gladion pause and blink. Hau grinned up at him from the floor. “We're friends now!”

“I'm tired.” Returning to his feet, Gladion reached down and hauled Hau back up to his. “I'm going to rest, keeping Null going still takes a lot. Goodnight.”

“Okay, okay,” Hau held out an arm, his Eevee jumping up to it, Moon stepping forward to pick up her own. Both made noises of farewell to the young Eevee who ventured to leap down from the bed for the first time, staying close by to Gladion's legs. Hau stepped back. “But let's hang out again, okay?” Gladion didn't give a response, but he didn't give a rejection either. Hau would take it. He and Moon stepped out and Gladion locked the door again.

Turned back to Null and the young Eevee chirping up at it.

Friendship, huh.

The afternoon passed easily into night, Hau and Moon wandering Wahiola for a while before settling at the Pokemon Center, eating with their Pokemon, and relaxing until bed. Discussing tactics for the Grass Trial ahead, its challenge unknown, figuring out the best Pokemon for it. Hau would be able to bring out Fletchinder, but it would take storing two of his Pokemon to do so. Moon had a few catches from Wela herself, but none of them were yet trained to the level she'd want to fight a Totem. She and Hau might need to pace each other. Train together until they were both ready.

It was so much easier to manage their intent to win when together. Keeping going at the same speed. It helped.

And so the night passed too, dawn rose over Akala, and the third and final of their Trials here began.

Chapter Text

“Good morning!” With bright and cheery energy Captain Mallow of Lush Jungle greeted the Pokemon Center of Wahiola Town, drawing all eyes to her as she entered the building. Despite its small size in the grand scheme of things, Wahiola Town was still the central gathering hub of the northern coast of Akala, and so the Pokemon Center within was quite filled – in stark opposition to those of Verdant Cavern and Brooklet Hill. Mallow's bright energy didn't flicker in the least as she walked through the room, up to where Moon and Hau were sitting, the two just finishing their own breakfast. It was still fairly early. The fully dressed and fully awake Captain beamed at them. “Are you two ready?”

It took roughly two more minutes for the pair to get through the last of their food before nodding, standing up prepared to go. In response to that Mallow smiled and set off, expecting the two young Trial-goers to follow behind. Today was going to be a busy one! And the days after it too! These little ones, they'd finally reached a level where it was time for a real Trial of Alola to be put to them.

It was time for the Captains to take the kiddy gloves off.

The path from Wahiola to Lush Jungle was scenic, yet demanding. It was uphill, reminiscent of the road to Paniola Town which Mallow had led Moon and Hau upon just eleven days ago. It felt far longer to the pair. Still, they enjoyed it, the tree-line growing thicker with each minute passed, the sounds of Pokemon calls changing to the species dwelling in the jungle, the humidity rising just as fast as the heat did. Lush Jungle was a cooking environment, one Mallow knew well how to read. Time to throw these fresh ingredients in and make something incredible.

Her cooking metaphors often put others off as being a little morbid. She just grinned further.

“Good morning, Hau and Moon!”

“Good – ahhhh – morning.”

Two more voices greeted the trio climbing the road, two more figures standing by the gateposts that marked the official entrance to Lush Jungle, largest nature reserve of Akala. Moon and Hau both waved to greet them, Kiawe and Lana waving back. Kiawe had energy to his motions, as much a morning person as ever, while Lana stifled a yawn. Moon wondered where the two had come from – not having seen any of the three Captains at the Pokemon Center last night or this morning. Mallow came to a stop between her fellow Captains, standing by the gateposts, before spinning around to face the two Trial Challengers. Hands on her hips, chest puffed out, she made a big show of this being important. Because it was!

“So, Hau, Moon,” though Mallow took the lead, Kiawe and Lana both moved to stand properly by her, all three Captains looking over the two. Moon considered the sight. “The two of you really did it, huh? Blitzed through two of your Trials here without a problem!” That wasn't entirely true from the perspective of either, but for the Captains it was all too much. A normal Trainer didn't complete two Trials within the span of a week, especially not within two weeks of arriving on a new island! Even the best would be hard-pressed by that. “So the three of us, me, Lana, and Kiawe here, have come up with something special for you. A real Trial to make sure you're really ready for what comes next! Kahuna Olivia won't go easy on you and Ula'ula Island won't either, but to make it to either you've gotta pass our last challenge first! It's not gonna be easy, in fact it's gonna be crazy hard! But the two of you are ready for that, right?” The pair nodded, excitement in their eyes, Mallow grinning back. Such cute little saplings.

Time to put them through the works.

“So then!” Stepping aside, Mallow waved an arm to indicate the now clear entrance to Lush Jungle, Lana and Kiawe moving with her out of the way, “your first challenge: go catch a new Pokemon!” The silent pause, the stare from the two as they parsed just what Mallow had said, made her smile. Good. Gotta keep them on their toes. “Though that's not gonna be easy either.”

“It's not a normal catch.” Lana spoke next, continuing to outline the Trial the three Captains had devised. For the sake of Hau and Moon, who had talent and abilities that defied all expectations, they'd come up with something truly special. Something that would help these two incredible Trainers truly understand the Alola they were becoming part of. Something to really test them. “You can't use your Pokemon for it.”

As Lana's words drew the stares of the two, trying to understand what she meant, Mallow took back over. “You've gotta befriend them!” Their attention back to her, she clapped her hands. “That's the only way! Find a Pokemon to be your new partner, ask it to come with you, and when it does you'll have passed the first stage of this Trial! You'll have the Pokemon you'll be fighting the Totem with!”

Again the two stopped, the wave of details flowing over them. Moon asked it. What did Mallow mean by 'the Pokemon you'll be fighting the Totem with'? Mallow grinned. Kiawe spoke next. “The two of you,” even when just speaking his voice had that boom, that volume that really reached you, “will be fighting the Totem Pokemon together with the two Pokemon you catch in Lush Jungle.” Understanding settled. Moon nodded as Kiawe completed his statement. “And only those two.”

Silence. Moon and Hau stared. Mallow stepped out from the three Captains.

“That's the gist of it,” she spoke with such a light and airy tone, as if the weight of the requirements she'd just put upon the two meant nothing to her. “The two of you are going to catch two new Pokemon, and then have a Double Battle against the Totem with them. Make sense?”

The silence continued, Hau and Moon looking to each other. Hau voiced his concern. “Isn't that... kind of unfair?” They'd raised such strong Pokemon so far. Partners they trusted. Being told not to use them was... wasn't that wrong? Mallow shook her head.

“If we just let the two of you at the Totem, it wouldn't be a Trial, just a fight.” Mallow wagged a finger, as if admonishing a student. “The Lush Jungle Trial is about being able to reach out to others! You need to reach out to the Pokemon of the Jungle! You need to reach out to each other! And you need to learn to work alongside all of Alola, even those you've just met! Turning new encounters into strong friendships, working together to overcome an impossible task, that's the Alolan spirit! Just going along with the Pokemon you already have, not reaching any further than you already have, that's not how we do things! So that's the challenge! Reach out! Make a new friend! And share power that will let you do something none of you can do alone! That's the Trial of Lush Jungle's Captain Mallow!”

Moon and Hau stared at her. The words made sense, they could understand the logic just... it was a lot. The thought of catching just one Pokemon, the amount of work it would take them to reach the level to fight a Totem, even together, was daunting. Moon realised in a flash that with only one Pokemon she'd only be afforded a single Z-Move. The playing field evened. She passed her eyes over the three Captains, wondering if that had been part of their intent. None of them focused on her. Hmm.

Kiawe and Lana stepped forward.

“The two of us,” Kiawe indicated Lana, who waved simply, “will follow after you and observe. Ensure that the catches you make are by word and action alone. You will only be catching one Pokemon, so make sure it is the one you wish to ally yourself with. It is an important choice.”

“Take as long as you need!” Mallow chirped as the two Captains moved to the gates framing the Lush Jungle entrance, “It doesn't have to be today, just keep looking until you feel the call! Since you can hear the song, you'll hear the Pokemon who harmonises with your own! Maybe that's a little complex though...” It was for Moon, who hadn't even considered her own unique place in the song. Hau didn't seem to think too hard about it. “Okay then!” Satisfied she'd said all she needed to, Mallow waved with a hand, “it's time for the two of you to begin your Trial! Get going and meet your new partner! Good luck!”

And that was that. Mallow stepped back and hummed a tune under her breath, watching the two young Trial-goers consider. Then begin to move. She smiled. Good. This would be a good Trial. Maybe the best one yet.

She couldn't wait to see what they'd do next.

Stretching from the slopes of Wela Volcano to the northern sea, barring a small coastal strip of roads and homes, the nature preserve Lush Jungle was the largest forest of Akala and indeed Alola itself, its only competition in the form of its sister site, the Melemele National Park. But where the Melemele National Park was a well spaced region, wide paths, trees and other foliage spread apart, in Lush Jungle was a thickness – of environment, flora, and even the air itself – that couldn't be beat. Even just beginning upon the path leading into it, the widest and most well kept of all the trails within the park, Moon and Hau could feel it. Could feel the weight of this place bearing down upon them.

Brooklet Hill, Wela Volcano, and Lush Jungle were, in the end, all the same. Places that made you feel them and know they were alive and around you. You could not help but feel small within them. Hau turned to Moon with a grin. “So what's the plan?”

Moon thought on that. The knowledge she'd only have a single Pokemon, a single Z-Move, had thrown her – given that her strategy over the past two Totem battles had been to land Z-Moves in openings as soon as she saw them. Even if she landed a direct Z-Move, the hit wasn't something she could rely on this time. Her usual strategies needed refinement to go further here.

Lana and Kiawe, following behind the pair but leaving the discussion entirely to them, shared a look to hear Moon admit that. Good. Despite having the power to unleash a Z-Move from each of her partners, Moon had still yet to begin truly considering those partners in the act of unleashing said Z-Moves. This lesson would go a long way to better her teamwork with them. And also develop her already terrifying skillset further, but at this point the seven Captains of Alola had decided to go all in. If Moon was going to be a power without compare then... they'd help her get there. And see how the world changed around her.

“Yeah,” Hau nodded at Moon's thoughts, “even if we both land a Z-Move, I don't think it'd take the Totem out. And once we use a Z-Move that's kinda it for our Pokemon too – they won't be up for keeping going after doing one, y'know?” Moon agreed. There was no way their partners would be able to recover from performing a Z-Move quickly enough to keep fighting against the Totem. When they used their Z-Moves, that was their admitting they were leaving the fight. They'd need as good a strategy as they could get.

Ideally, Moon mused, she'd find a partner that could use the Firium-Z or Flyinium-Z, given those would be the most effective moves against whatever the Grass Totem might be. Providing it wouldn't be resistant to either, as was the risk. Hau, who'd also begun thinking about the best type of Pokemon to seek out, laughed at that. Fire and Flying huh? “Man,” he turned and looked back at Kiawe, who seemed surprised to gain the attention, “raising that Fletchinder really didn't help, huh? I feel kind of bad for it, since it won't be fighting here and I can't keep it with me if I want to have both Brionne and Pikachu too.”

“Ah,” Kiawe glanced down, “that's...”

“Not his fault,” Lana shrugged, “we only locked down the plan last night. Preparing a Fletchinder was the right idea – and if you'd done Mallow's Trial second instead of choosing to come to mine, you would've used it then.” Seeing Kiawe's discomfort at the unintentional implication the Captain had misled him, Hau attempted to apologise. Lana made eye-contact with Moon. “I'm glad though,” the Captain moved up as Hau convinced Kiawe he wasn't blaming him, “having the two of you together for your third Trial, it let us be really mean.” The Captain of Brooklet Hill skipped the usual expression she gave when revealing she was telling a joke. Just smiled a dangerous smile. “But that's just because we believe you can do it.” Then she kept on walking. Kiawe noticed her go.

“Ah Lana! We're meant to follow them, not lead the way!”

Hau and Moon watched as Lana came to a stop, Kiawe moving up to remind her of their tasking. Hau glanced at Moon. “What about a Bug-type?” His question drew Moon's eyes back to him. “They're usually quick and easy to raise, and strong against Grass-types too! Plus I bet there's a ton of Bug Pokemon in here. Maybe even some really rare ones! Hey Rotom-dex!” As Moon was nodding in agreement to Hau's thoughts her bag shifted at his call, the Rotom-inhabited Pokedex hauling itself out to float in the air with a 'zzzt!'. “What kind of Bug Pokemon live in the Lush Jungle?”

“Zzt!” With a salute the screen of the floating Pokedex flashed. “Scanning records for Lush Jungle Pokemon, subcategory: Bug-type Pokemon!” Moon and Hau both watched, Lana and Kiawe a few steps away doing the same, as the Rotom-dex listed out what could be found within the Lush Jungle's environs. “Scan complete! Lush Jungle Pokemon Records indicate large numbers of Butterfree, as well as previous evolutions Caterpie and Metapod. Large numbers of Parasect, previous evolution Paras. Medium numbers of Ledian and Ariados, previous evolutions Ledyba and Spinarak. Small numbers of Masquerain and Surskit, Araquanid and Dewpider, to the far west bordering Brooklet Hill. Seasonal emergence of Grubbin and Charjabug presently occurring during night cycles. Rarer species including-”

Halfway through the Rotom-dex's spiel, Hau's attention had already left it. He shrugged at Moon. “Maybe we should just go look?” He was the type to do things, not make plans. Moon nodded and agreed. The two set off.

“Zzt wait for me!”

Movement proved challenging. The dense pressure in the air, heat and humidity swirling, caused Moon and Hau to need a break after a while, settling on a fallen tree trunk while the Captains stood nearby. Lana, who practically lived in liquid environments, and Kiawe, who climbed Wela Volcano on the regular and thrived in its heat, were both doing far better. Mostly focused on watching over these two young ones. And seeing what they'd do next.

The two of them, along with Mallow, had placed bets that morning. Mallow, who knew Lush Jungle far better than the both of them combined, had bet on Moon crossing paths with and befriending a Scyther, which would result in Hau, who always tried to keep pace with her, acquiring a Pinsir. Lana had made the prediction that Moon, following Hau's lead, would find a flock of Fletchling and Fletchinder nesting on the north side of Wela, and befriend their boss. Hau, who'd done well around Brooklet Hill, would make his way to its border against the jungle and choose a Surskit.

Kiawe, whose primary choices had already been claimed by the other two, decided to take a long shot and gamble. One of them would find a Pokemon none of them knew was in Lush Jungle at all. Despite the outlandish statement, it had still taken a moment of solid thought from the other two before Mallow laughed Kiawe off. To be honest that was as good of a win as he could imagine. Just knowing these two young Trial-goers were so ridiculous that the thought of something so impossible was still possible.

He wondered what they would find.

The morning wore on into day. Following the paths of Lush Jungle, not entering the untamed forest proper, kept Moon and Hau's experiences thin – hearing Pokemon along the way, sometimes seeing some running about, but never feeling the tug upon their hearts that would lead them to their new partner. The two were holding themselves back from just running ahead, looking for what felt right. Showing the sort of sense and care that some Trainers even twice their age would not. They were doing well just going along with the song. Kiawe was proud of them for that. They'd done so well indeed.

“Oh hey check it out!” Hau's point broke Kiawe from his thoughts, stepping up to see what the young boy was pointing out to Moon. Lana pointed it out too. A small stream, flowing over rocks, cascading down-hill. Hau grinned at the others. “That looks nice!” That was all he needed to say before taking off, breaking from the path and racing to the stream's edge. Removing his shoes, Hau sunk his feet into the water, letting out a delighted “ahhhhh” at the feeling. He smiled. “That's good stuff.”

“Alright,” removing her own shoes to sit at the water's edge, Lana stretched out, “break time.” Watching Hau stepping through the stream, bending down to pick up a smoothed rock from the waters, Lana looked up at Kiawe and Moon, the pair standing nearby. Tilted her head. “The two of you?”

Moon shook her head. This task, this search, she couldn't imagine standing still right now. Needed to keep moving. She was exactly that type, Lana nodded. “Then the two of you go ahead while I watch over Hau.”

“Hey Moon!” Hau's voice from where he was standing in the stream, water flowing over his feet, drew her eyes. He smiled at her. “Make sure to find something super cool, okay? We're working together after all!” Moon smiled back and nodded. Same to Hau. She'd be relying on him just like he would her. He really smiled at that.

The two parted ways, a Captain watching over each. Further into the jungle they went, each now beyond the path, moving on instinct alone. Moon pushed past trees and bushes, eyeing off the Pokemon around her, whether identified by sight or sound, and continued on. Hau walked down the stream, down the slopes Lush Jungle spanned over, Lana following behind. Wondering just what he'd find.

They were still too far from the Brooklet Hill territory to likely find a Surskit or Dewpider, but there was a chance. She'd see. They'd all see soon enough.

Kiawe followed Moon. She was not talkative, said nothing to him, simply pushed through the path only she could see. Curved out further east, back towards where the road to Wahiola was, but they were a good hour from it still. Then north as well, down the slopes. Searching without knowing what she was looking for. Simply moving. Lost in the flow of the rhythm that pulsed throughout Alola. The song that would carry her to the destination she sought. Kiawe believed in her fully. She'd find something incredible. Of that he was sure.

“Woah check it out!” Hau's excited yell at the pool the stream ended in filled the clearing it created. Though the canopy was still dense overhead there was far more space at ground-level, thanks to the water-filled hollow he'd discovered. Lana, keeping a step behind, looked over the environment. It was nice. Hau's eyes caught movement entering the water. “Hey look!”

Moon felt the vine she'd wrapped her hand around give way. Caught herself on another against the rock wall, keeping from falling, before it tore too. Kiawe reached her in time to keep her from tumbling, the slope they were on steep enough she'd have difficulty catching herself, though littered with enough foliage she'd have hit something before going too far all the same. Still, best not to. Moon stared over his shoulder, back at the rock wall formed by the jutting out of earth from the slope. And at the hole she could now see behind the layer of greenery. A cave in the jungle. She moved to it, following the song.

“That's...” Lana paused, watching Hau step around the water's edge, eyes locked on to the Pokemon keeping its distance from him under the water. They were a sort that preferred to be closer to the sea; this one had gone pretty far out of its normal territory to end up here. But it was quiet here. And they were the type of Pokemon to prefer the quiet. “Hau, come back here.”

“Huh?” Hau questioned but obeyed all the same, stepping back to where Lana was. The concerned Pokemon in the water eyed the two humans, keeping a distance away at all times. “What's up?”

“That's...” Lana considered how best to phrase this. It wasn't exactly fair no matter what she came up with. “That's not a common Pokemon, finding one, here especially, is unexpected. I'm surprised.” Hau's face lit up immediately, thrilled to hear he'd stumbled upon a rare Pokemon. “But... Hau, it's not an easy path. They're incredibly strong when evolved but until then... very weak. And you won't be able to evolve it before facing the Totem. I won't tell you not to but... think about it. That's my advice.” In truth she shouldn't even be giving that advice, but Lana understood well how intent Mallow was on making Hau and Moon give everything they had. Hau would be taking a hard road choosing this one.

As hard a path as choosing to keep pace with someone like Moon would be. Hau turned back to the water, and crouched down at its edge.

“Hey,” his voice called out through the clearing formed by the pool, “what do you think?” Knowing he was not asking her, Lana stepped back. This was in Hau's hands now. Hau's, and the Pokemon he'd found's. “What I think...” for a moment Hau paused on it, before shaking his head and continuing, “is that I'm gonna do my best. No matter what, no matter how hard it is, I'm still gonna try. I've got someone super strong to beat one day too. And someone super strong to challenge all the way until I get there. Already the two of us have come so far. And all my team too. We're giving it our best every day out there. No holding back.”

A shift in the waters. Lana watched, silence held, as the small Pokemon began to crawl up to where Hau sat. Hau smiled at it. “So if you wanna, let's go together. And we're gonna fight people way way stronger than us, and we're gonna do our best every day no matter what. What do you think? That sound fun?”

It broke the water, tiny legs carrying its scuttling form forward, up to where Hau was crouched. Little legs grabbing onto his own, the Pokemon crawled up his side, over his arm, and onto his shoulder to sit there of its own accord. Slowly Hau raised to a stand. A small bubbling noise came from the purple and silver-plated bug. Hau grinned.

“Then let's go together.”

With a happy clicking sound the Wimpod agreed.

Light filtered in from the entrance of the tunnel, more and more as Kiawe cleared the vines to let Moon go safely forward. Part of a Pokemon Journey was exploring small hidden places across the world, learning secrets only you would know. They were experiences to be tempered by care – Kiawe had already heard the story of Moon being lost in the caverns of Melemele – but experiences to be had all the same. He hadn't known about this cave. Lana hadn't known about that pool. Those places had just been found, likely only possible by Moon and Hau's own intent. Little secrets waiting just for them.

Moon frowned. Something was wrong. Her request to Kiawe, to cover the entrance again, came as a surprise. He double-checked if she was sure. She was. He pulled the vines over again as best he could, muting the light. Plunging the cave into darkness.

Except not.

Moon stared at the light, the faint glow further ahead, just around the corner. Moving to it she felt no fear, no concern, simply a curiosity driving her. Even the thought of why she was here, following Mallow's tasking to catch a Pokemon, faded away. Her own natural wonder and interest brought her to this point. To round that corner and see the light.

It wasn't a small Pokemon, as large as a Butterfree, more than half her own height. Latched onto the inside of the cave wall, a faint red glow emitting from its body as it rose and fell in its sleep, the Bug Pokemon – she was sure it was a Bug-type – simply remained there. A voice called out in the darkness.

“Is everything alright, Moon?”

Kiawe's voice did it, woke the Bug which immediately glowed brighter, a warning to threats to back away. Moon did so but only a step, calling out to it at the same time. Her voice, it gave the Pokemon a moment's pause, before it scuttled further up the rock walls of the cave. Turned around only when it reached the ceiling to look down at the figure which had intruded upon its sleep. To stare at her with bright blue eyes.

Kiawe, moving into the darkness to find out what was the source of the glow he too now saw, stopped as he heard Moon's voice. As he heard her speaking. He couldn't see the Pokemon, couldn't know what Moon had found, but listened all the same. She was telling it about the world she'd seen in Alola. The great battles she'd fought. The friends she'd made. And how there was still so much further to go. How she wanted to give this Pokemon – whatever it was – the chance to come with her. Kiawe waited there, in the darkness lit only by that faint glow from around the corner, in silence. Then a new glow, a Pokeball's light, and darkness truly fell. Footsteps, and Moon's voice calling for light. Kiawe shifted the vines and once more allowed sunlight to enter the cave, illuminating the smile on Moon's face. So she'd found her partner, he asked. She nodded.

She was ready for what came next.

With a fine lunch prepared Mallow waited, her own Pokemon bustling about the entrance to Lush Jungle. Knowing the environment well they were easily able to hear the return of the others, to let Mallow know in advance, and so when Hau and Lana emerged from the path she greeted them with thrill. The look on Hau's face, he'd found a partner he could rely on! Hau grinned. Lana nodded, though looked more contemplative. Ohhh? Well Mallow couldn't know until Moon got back too! That would ruin the fun.

Oh but what could it be?

Moon and Kiawe followed barely half an hour later. First a Talonflame swept overhead, cried out its sighting of the entrance, before flying back into the jungle. Shortly after Moon and Kiawe emerged, Moon's smile just the same as Hau's. Immediately she and Hau celebrated, their partners for the Trial chosen. Mallow shook her head. In only a few hours. These kids refused to take anything slow.

She didn't dislike that at all.

“Okay!” Holding out a plate of food, Mallow addressed Moon, “Get something to eat, then the two of you can show off your catches! I can't wait to see them!” Moon took to the food with great intent, the exercise of the day, combined with the heat and humidity of the jungle, having driven her hunger to a great height. Hau found a second wind and Mallow offered him another plate too. Always good to have people enjoying her cooking! Some people said her style was a little too eclectic, that she cooked best when working with someone else, but she said bah to that! She was just forging her own path! And look, Moon and Hau were enjoying it!

Moon and Hau, who'd both had a grand adventure in jungle exploration, the second of whom was now shouldering the weight of a new Bond – though at least from a non-demanding Pokemon – would have eaten most anything put before them at this point, truth be told.

“Okay!” When the plates were clear, when the two were satiated, Mallow pulled back Kiawe and Lana, set her hands on her hips, and cast her eyes over the pair of Island Challengers. Good good good! “Let's see what you've got!”

Sparing only a moment to glance at each other and nod, Moon and Hau each retrieved a Pokeball. Specifically, for Moon it was a Premier Ball – a white dominated Pokeball given as part of bulk purchases, something she was one of only few likely to do – and for Hau a Friend Ball, green coloured and ideal for helping calm stressed Pokemon. Oh what could it be, what could it be? Mallow barely resisted rubbing her hands together as she waited for the two to reveal what they had caught. The seconds were straining at her patience. Come on come on come on!

Then they revealed their successes. Two Pokemon materialised side-by-side, each sounding a cry, before each noting the other beside them. Their Trainer behind. An unknown Trainer at their side. Yet there was something, a degree of comfortableness between Moon and Hau, that allowed the two Pokemon to find similar.

To help the Wimpod of Hau and Larvesta of Moon acknowledge one another as allies from this day forward. To go together as far as they could go.

Kiawe, who hadn't seen the catch Moon had found, been unable to extract it from her or figure out what was glowing in that cave, struggled not to yell his shock. Lana stared too. Mallow's eyes were wide. No. Way.

“Are you serious?” Her delighted yelp caused Hau and Moon to both jump, Mallow almost slamming down onto her knees before the two Pokemon, reaching a hand out to each. Both Pokemon that preferred their own space, the Wimpod wishing to retreat, the Larvesta to scare off intruders to its territory, the two may have complained in some way were it not for the obvious joy the figure before them was radiating. It was hard to feel concerned in such a powerful presence. Mallow immediately began to coo.

“A Wimpod? I didn't even know you could find them in Lush Jungle! It must've come up all the way from the coast! Lucky lucky Hau!” Hau grinned, rubbing the back of his head, looking over to Moon. She smiled back as she fished Rotom-dex out of her bag, requesting information on the two Pokemon caught. It was quick to provide. Mallow spoke over it.

“A Larvesta, Moon, you need to stop blowing our minds like this you know? That's one of the rarest of all Pokemon in Lush Jungle where did you find it?” Moon's mentions of a cave went mostly unfocused on as Mallow, without a second thought, picked up the Torch Pokemon and buried her face in its white fur, making delighted noises all the while, the Torch Pokemon itself unsure what to make of this. It was all very strange.

Moon, who had tried and failed to pick up the Pokemon after it agreed to go with her, noted Mallow didn't seem to have any trouble holding it. That was notable to her. The Captain set the Pokemon back down and beamed at the two Trial-goers. Un. Be. Lievable.

“Alright,” Mallow nodded, then nodded again, “alright alright alright. The two of you have found your partners for the Totem Battle. The next stage is getting used to each other and learning to work together! I'm not gonna tell you anything more today, just the four of you, go out and get in some Pokemon battles. Try working together! Test your Pokemon against each other and beside each other! Get started on thinking about how the four of you are going to be one team! Okay?” Moon and Hau nodded back. Hau reached down to pick up the Wimpod, which clambered up his arm onto a shoulder and then his head, while Moon ran a hand over the white fur of the Larvesta before returning it to the Premier Ball. Then they turned to each other, nodded one more time, and turned again to face Lush Jungle before them.

Back to it.

And as Mallow watched the two walk off with a big smile and a floaty feeling causing her to bounce back to her feet, a cough from nearby drew her eyes. Kiawe gave a grin of his own, tilting his head to express his victory.

“'A Pokemon none of us knew was in Lush Jungle',” he repeated his words from earlier that day. Mallow blinked. Lana started laughing immediately. Mallow realised.

And raised her hands to her face. “Oh nooooo!”

By the time Moon and Hau returned to Wahiola Town each was so tired as to be ready to sit down and not stand up again for the rest of the day. Evening light was beginning to form, the sun approaching the horizon, the day ready to come to a close. Mallow, Lana, and Kiawe followed behind discussing what they'd seen so far, and what was next to come. Moon and Hau's relentless march of progress, it had infected them with impatience too. They couldn't wait to see what those two would do next. How could they?

Hau took a moment, a break from the group to walk from the entrance of the Pokemon Center to the motel built just next to it. Moon watched as he knocked on the door Gladion had been behind, time passing and no response even after Hau's call. It was late enough in the day this time that, after making enough noise, Hau was answered by another door opening, the resident behind it speaking with him before Hau returned to the group. He shrugged to Moon. “Apparently Gladion checked out?” He frowned a little, “Guess we'll run into him later on.” Moon nodded. They would. She was sure of it. Hau smiled at her confidence. Yeah. They'd see him again. Until then they'd just have to get stronger. No holding back, right? That was the promise between the two of them, after all. Moon nodded again. No holding back.

“A friend?” Mallow asked this, curious as to who Hau had been looking for. He confirmed it – another Trainer, the one he and Moon had battled at the Battle Royal actually. Kiawe seemed surprised.

“Is he alright?” When he asked that Lana and Mallow looked at him in confusion. Kiawe focused on Hau. “I was sure that Type: Null Pokemon was pushing him too far.”

“Type: Null?” Mallow, who'd never once heard the name before, asked. Kiawe shook his head. He didn't know what it was either. Hau shrugged.

“He's fine,” he reassured with just those two words, “it's okay.” Kiawe showed surprise. Was it really?

“So he's your friend then?” Lana glanced from Hau to Moon. Hau nodded enthusiastically. Moon paused. Friend? Hau and Lillie were her friends. Gladion was... if she had to come up with a word... probably she'd call him a rival. Someone she wanted to fight. Someone she wanted to beat all out in a fair battle. That was what he was. Not a friend but a rival. Lana nodded at the expression. She got that. She got that really well.

“Someone can be both,” Hau was quick to point that out. “It's cool to have someone who's a friend and a rival!” Moon agreed with that. That was true. The Pokemon Center doors opened for them. Mallow didn't miss the expression on Hau's face.

The evening passed, the Captains staying this time at the Pokemon Center. They'd camped at Lush Jungle the previous night, something they'd done plenty of times before, to surprise the two young ones that morning, but with the surprise over they'd enjoy some relative luxury for tonight. There was room for them. Time to take it easy.

From there night fell, all slept, dawn broke, and the day began again. Mallow and Kiawe woke early, greeting Moon and Hau when they arose, and then hassled Lana to join them once the two Trial-goers were ready to continue. Time for the next step. Back up the steep road to Lush Jungle's entrance. And for today...

“Today you're hunting for ingredients!” Hands once more on her hips Mallow made the declaration, Moon and Hau standing before her awaiting further context. Mallow let just long enough pass for the two to show slight impatience before continuing with a smile. Gotta keep them on their toes. “To summon the Totem Pokemon from the depths of Lush Jungle, we need the Mallow Special! Once it's made the Totem will come running, so to complete my Trial, the two of you are going to have to go collect all the ingredients to make it! Are you ready?” She didn't even need to ask. They were already nodding. Good good good. “Okay then! First of all we need Mago Berries! Fomantis living in Lush Jungle love them, so if you follow a Fomantis you'll find them! So get to it, I'll follow behind! Go go go!”

She didn't need to give a single word more, Hau and Moon took off with intent. They'd be testing their new partners against the aggressive defenders of Mago Berries, and upon overcoming them have the first of the ingredients they'd need to gather. From there, well, the next challenge would be when they were ready. For now Mallow observed, Kiawe and Lana along for the ride but leaving the lead to her. It was her Trial, after all. Mallow smiled at them as they went.

This was as good as it got.

Overhead, the sky blocked by the heavy canopy of Lush Jungle, clouds drifted in from the sea.

The day passed with all the success Mallow had come to expect of the two. After a while of exploring Lush Jungle they'd stumbled upon a Fomantis, tracked it across the Jungle into the depths of the Sickle Grass Pokemon's territory, and been forced to defend themselves against the territorial Grass-type Pokemon protecting their favourite food. A bush of Mago Berries claimed by their Bug Pokemon partners, the Wimpod and Larvesta proudly feasting on a Mago Berry each, Moon and Hau plucked as many more as Mallow requested. The first ingredient down. How wonderful indeed.

From there, more training! Mallow knew that these two knew they weren't strong enough yet, so keep at it! She watched this time, giving what pointers she could, though Lana and Kiawe proved better able to advise for the training of the Water and Fire-typed Pokemon respectively. That was how the day went, and once more the five returned to Wahiola Town after long hours in Lush Jungle's embrace.

Another day well spent.

In the depths of that night the mounting clouds reached breaking point and the heavens opened, rain falling so heavily upon Wahiola that the sound woke Moon from her sleep. In darkness she listened to the beat upon the rooftop of the Pokemon Center, even in this the rhythm clear. Sleep found her again and she dreamed a pattern of colour in darkness, searching for light. Remembered nothing of it when she woke the next day. The next day of their Trial.

The rain did not let up.

“Well,” Mallow put a finger to her lip, frowning as Moon and Hau greeted her the next morning, “no Trial today, sorry.” Both were shocked by that. Mallow shrugged. “With how heavy this rain is, it's no good going into Lush Jungle. Let's take it easy. Part of a Trial is being able to pace yourself, to face things at the right time. Patience is important too you know!”

A raincoat over her swimsuit, Lana strode past the group, fishing rod over her shoulder. She nodded. “I'm heading out.” Mallow stuck out her tongue as Lana undermined her point about letting the rain be. Lana did the same in response.

Kiawe, who rose far later without the sun to greet him, joined the three by mid-morning, Moon and Hau already growing bored. The Pokemon Center was at about half-capacity today, and there wasn't much of anything going on. They'd need something to occupy themselves. Mallow fixated on a recreation corner. “Hey what games do you think they have?” And immediately wandered over while the others followed behind.

“Oh hey!” Having yet to examine the games on offer in the Pokemon Center's recreation corner – a proper living environment for all Trainers stopping by – Mallow lifted one up to show Kiawe. “Check it out, Kiawe – it's Conquest of the Warring States!” With enthusiasm Kiawe accepted the game pack, immediately raving about the game to Moon and Hau, his excitement enough to motivate them to set it up and play. Hau took the lead while Moon gave opinions on direction. The two Captains oversaw. Enjoyed.

And discussed other topics on the side.

“So Mina's out in... a year, right?” Mallow's question piqued Moon's attention, who began to focus less on the game Hau was playing and more on the conversation of the two Captains. “Honestly I thought Tapu Fini was going to make her Kahuna by now.”

“She hasn't mentioned anything,” Kiawe, sitting by Mallow, frowned. “About preparing a successor or about what Tapu Fini is doing. It is strange though. I wonder what is going on.”

“She always keeps to herself about that stuff,” Mallow pouted, leaning back into her chair, “she never says she dislikes it but I think she does.” Kiawe didn't reply to that. Mina's relationship to the Tapu was such an overwhelming thing to consider – the thought that one might drop in to visit her at any time. He'd seen Tapu Lele properly only once before, and it had only been present to seek out the Kahuna. It was sometimes too much to think about.

Moon couldn't help it. She had to know. Mallow and Kiawe turned to her question.

“Mina's the Captain of Poni Island,” Mallow was the one to explain. “She's only going to be Captain for a year more though, so you're going to have to work hard to meet her. You'll probably be able to though. She's cool. You'll like her.” Moon nodded at that. But what about the Tapu?

“Captain Mina has a unique relationship with the Tapu of Alola,” Kiawe explained that. “They seek her out for... honestly we're not sure. She's never explained it. They just seem to like her attention.” Moon sympathised. Saying that out loud caused Kiawe and Mallow to both laugh loudly. Mallow got out her phone.

“Hang on,” she held up a hand, “I have to tell Mina you said that, that's amazing.” Moon didn't quite know if it was, but Mallow and Kiawe seemed happy. Kiawe shook his head.

“Maybe she'll ask you to be her successor as Captain and fellow interest of the Tapu.” Moon didn't know about that either. She still didn't like thinking about the thought of being a Captain. She didn't say that though. Mallow put her phone away and smiled. That had been good. She liked that.

“Next after Mina is...” turning to Kiawe, Mallow pointed then shook her head. “No, Ilima first, then you, right?” Kiawe nodded. Mallow smiled at that.

“I can't say I know what Ilima is planning either,” Kiawe shook his head, “I feel bad for him however – spending so much less time as a Captain than any of us.” This very much got Moon's attention – Hau's too, though he was still focusing on the game. Moon asked what Kiawe meant. He nodded. “Ilima actually completed the seven Trials and four Grand Trials of Alola the fastest of us all, even faster than Lana did.” That drew noises of appreciation from the two. Mallow nodded, having felt similar when first hearing of it. Lana, who couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride at finishing her Island Challenge fastest of the Captains, never enjoyed being reminded of that. Lucky she was out fishing today. Kiawe continued. “However before taking his Final Trial, Ilima left for Kalos, spending a number of years overseas. When he returned he completed his Island Challenge and immediately became a Captain. Had it not been for his leaving, he would have been the longest tenured Captain of us all.”

Moon asked. Why had he left? Mallow shrugged, not knowing the answer. Kiawe paused. “I knew of Ilima, but not Ilima himself, when he was doing his Trials.” Weighing how much he should say, the Captain considered. “I do not think I should speak of it.”

Missing any implications, Mallow shrugged. “Maybe his friend with the Aether Foundation would know? He and Ilima both did their Trials at the same time, kind of like how you two are, but then stopped. Ilima went overseas and he... what's his name? joined up with the Aether Foundation. When Ilima came back they worked together on the Ride Pager, they're both super smart! Kiawe what's his name again?”

“Jace,” Kiawe gave the name of the rival and best friend of Captain Ilima, “he's the one we've been expecting to deliver the new Pager.” Mallow nodded, remembering now. Moon focused on the mention of a new Ride Pager. Both Captains caught her focus and nodded as well. But didn't say anything aloud.

Noises from the television showed Hau making game progress, the three focusing back on that. Hau was coming up upon the Dragon Lord's territory. Go go go!

The heavy rains broke overnight, beginning the next day as only a light drizzle, not nearly enough to keep anyone with a shred of determination inside. Once more the three Captains and two Trial-goers returned to Lush Jungle, but today was different again. Mallow made sure they knew.

“Lush Jungle changes with the weather – it's completely different after rain, so today's about seeing that! No ingredients just explore and meet with new Pokemon and get a feeling for the place! It'll help you better understand it for ingredient hunting tomorrow, alright?”

At least with room to get out and explore, Moon and Hau were happy even without the promise of progress. Their new Pokemon, Larvesta and Wimpod, needed to stretch – being stuck inside yesterday as frustrating for them as their Trainers. Even spending the day with all their Trainer's other Pokemon, greeted by Moon's five and Hau's three, still by the end they'd all begun to get stir-crazy. So yeah, getting out was good.

Mallow, taking the lead, speaking about how Lush Jungle changed in rain, how Pokemon presence varied, how some plants soaked up water and swelled, changing the paths, and brooklets and streams overflowed. With heavy enough rain the earth would soften and shift, and the entire Jungle could remodel itself if it came to it. In her time as a Captain, Mallow had watched this place change as if a single living entity. It was always amazing to see. She loved it. Gave the tour with pride in this place.

Until the sound of music made her pause.

“Seas and stars and shining paths, to walk and seek a distant peak, the journey made upon the waves, the shore that calls our feet to fall-”

Moon took off from the group at a run.

Pushing through the dense foliage of Lush Jungle, the air thick with water dripping from the canopy above, Moon followed the sound, chasing it all the way to where its creator sat. Following after, calling for her to stop, Mallow remained a step behind, the best of the five at navigating Lush Jungle's shape yet still unable to catch up. Moon raced ahead without pause, following instincts as good as they came.

When she came to the source of the song she stopped, witnessing the figure atop the fallen tree, fingers strumming over guitar strings and surrounded by waving small and round purple Pokemon. Mallow couldn't help but stare at that. She knew they came out in the rain but even still... she'd never seen that many Goomy gathered together at once. The figure, bronzed skin clothed in a fearsome red outfit lined with spikes protruding from it, hair styled to spike upwards in red and downwards in white, looked up at the sound of someone bursting through the undergrowth. Then smiled wide.

“Yo there, Moon!” Standing he lowered the guitar he played, the Dragon Pokemon surrounding him complaining about the end of the song. The man stepped through them as Hau, Kiawe, and Lana pulled themselves through the jungle after Moon and Mallow. All five stared at him. Hau remembered.

“Hey Moon isn't that-”

Moon stepped forward and greeted Ryuki with a smile.

“Alrighty then,” taking a step back, Ryuki looked over the girl. She'd come so far already, felt like a shining star to his eyes. She really was everything he'd been sure of when he'd first seen her. Someone who could reach the peak of the world. Awesome. “How's that little-bitty Bagon of yours doing? Growing up big and strong?”

Moon fussed with a Pokeball, quickly releasing the Rock Head Pokemon for the Dragon Tamer's evaluation. He crouched down, lifting his free hand to pet the Dragon, who made a loud chirp at the touch. Ryuki grinned.

“He's getting tougher, I can see that. Still a long way to go til he evolves though – Dragons don't evolve easy. Keep working at it! I know you can get there! Sound good?” Moon immediately nodded. It did. Ryuki stood back up. “Alrighty then, and you've got more friends today! No little miss Lillie?” Moon shook her head. Quickly explained she and Hau were doing a Trial. Ryuki smiled to hear that. “Right on. Right on.”

“E-Excuse me!” Working through her shock at the number of Goomy still in the clearing, as well as the familiarity with which Ryuki was acting with Moon, Mallow pushed her way forward. “Hi! I'm Captain Mallow of Lush Jungle!” Held out her hand.

“Ryuki Oda,” the Dragon Tamer extended his own, “a shining star come to Alola! Nice to meet you, Captain, I hear you're all as tough as they come.” Raising his eyes, Ryuki considered Lana and Kiawe, a few steps back, as well. “Sure would love to test that.”

Kiawe paused for a moment, missing the challenge, caught in something else. Then shook his head. No way.

Lana and Mallow didn't miss what was said.

“You're strong then?” Lana stepped up, eyeing off the older man. She didn't exactly have the best sense for another's Bonds yet – that was something that took more years of exposure to powerful Trainers than she or the other Captains had so far had – but his disposition said it all the same. To have that sort of confidence... Ryuki nodded.

“Here for the League,” he announced himself without a missed beat, “here to fight the best of the best. But I'm not against a pre-show, so why don't we have a test of what we can do right here and now? A little showing for these two little ones of what it means to be strong. Sound good?” Lana's eyes lit with her competitive nature. Ryuki smiled the same as her. She nodded. Ryuki stepped back and raised an ornate Pokeball, Goomy clearing away from the man's spirited presence. “Awesome, then let's do this, a Triple Battle, a Pokemon from each of you against three of mine. Let's rock.”

Silence, but for the patter of raindrops dripping from the canopy above.

Equal from the trio came the squawk of surprise from Mallow, the bark of laughter from Lana, and a sound of offence from Kiawe. Each of the three stepped closer together.

“That's rude,” Lana spoke for them, admonishing the smiling man before her, “saying something like that. We may be younger than you but we've all been through a lot too. Talking like you can fight three of us at once, that's too ill-mannered. I don't like it.”

“Forgive me forgive me,” Ryuki raised his hands, one holding the Luxury Ball, the other clutching the neck of his guitar, “I meant no offence. Simply that this was the way to have the most intense battle possible, a challenge that would drive me wild. Such odds, how could I resist that, fighting three of Alola's strongest? Being put on the ropes, having no hope of victory, that's the sort of environment a star needs to shine. I'm not asking the three of you to fight me because I think you're weak, far from it, you're probably way stronger than most people I've fought. I want to fight you like that because you're strong. That sort of desperate battle, that's what I'm here for. I assure you, it'll be an experience. You won't regret it. I don't put on a set I can't rock to. That's not the Ryuki way.”

The three Captains stared the intensely over-confident figure down. Each had their pride rankled now, the insinuation that any one Trainer could face them in a three against one battle insulting. Sure, there were likely some Trainers in this world with the raw ability to do such, but the number could not be large. They were Captains for a reason. Had overcome the Island Challenge of Alola for a reason. Someone challenging three of them was...

Lana stepped forward and raised a Dive Ball in hand. Stared the red-clad man down. “Don't regret this.” Mallow and Kiawe, a step behind, each raised a Pokeball as well – Mallow's Heal and Kiawe's Quick. Ryuki grinned wild.

“Back up folks, let's rock the house.”

Moon and Hau did so, moving away as Ryuki unleashed his three competitors. With each Hau and Moon's amazement rose, the Captains' determination hardened. Maybe the Dragon Tamer's confidence wasn't misplaced.

Maybe this fight would be more than anyone bargained for.

“Serena, let's show off!” The blue-scaled serpentine Dragonair emerged from a Luxury Ball, coiling itself around a tree. “Dazzle, let's dance!” A second Luxury Ball unleashed the similarly huge Drampa, the soggy ground shifting under the Pokemon's weight. “Trixie, it's time to play!” The third Pokemon, this time from an Ultra Ball, thudded upon release, feet actually beginning to sink into the ground until it dropped to all fours, pulling itself out from the soft earth. Kiawe stared at the Pokemon he knew well, the one he'd caught in the past himself. The one he still struggled to bear the weight of and the one this Ryuki seemed to have no trouble with at all.

Manifesting a Dragonair, Drampa, and Turtonator at the same time, Ryuki showed not a single care. Pulled his guitar up and set a hand upon its strings.

“Let's shine.”

From Lana a Cloyster, who Moon had crossed with in her Trial. The Water and Ice-type Pokemon held a key advantage against the Dragons of Ryuki, and would be a core component of the strategy the three Captains forged. From Kiawe a Marowak, Alolan Variant, Fire and Ghost-type. Under his command the dancer would far exceed those Moon had fought upon Wela's stage. From Mallow a Pokemon Moon didn't know, one Rotom-dex was quick to describe. The Fruit Pokemon Tsareena was pure Grass-type, endowed with incredible leg strength and incredible attack. A trio of three powerful Pokemon indeed. Ryuki's grin widened as he started the next song.

“Go!” “Attack!” “Let's go!” Three Captains gave three orders and Ryuki played a tune that shook the treetops. The only way to keep pace.

A song of battle in Alola.

A beam of ice froze the air, raindrops falling through the thick branches overhead causing it to spike in strange directions. A surge of fire, emitted from the snout of the Turtonator pushing itself up from the ground, caught the attack of the Cloyster, the two beams eliminating one another, creating a haze of mist electrical bolts crackled through, lashing out from the Dragonair towards the Water and Ice Pokemon.

A swinging kick intercepted, the bolt wrapping around the red leg of Tsareena before it stomped into the earth, grinding the attack against the mud until it dispersed. Over it loomed the shadow of Drampa, the Placid Pokemon shucking the title under its Trainer's song. A mouth full of fire dripped liquid flame, steam wreathing its face, glowing eyes ominous within. Mallow called her Pokemon back, Kiawe his forward.

Bone spinning Marowak intercepted the flames, dispersing them as Dragonair surrounded it, the Dragon kicked aside by Tsareena, Turtonator breathing out a new stream of flame blocked by the closed shell of Cloyster. Spikes of ice scattered about the field, a threat to the land-based Pokemon, as Marowak and Tsareena jumped into the branches, light enough on their feet to move amongst them while the heavier set Turtonator could not. Blessed with flight Drampa and Dragonair ignored the threat, leaving it to Turtonator alone. The fight broke above the treetops.

A kick from Tsareena landed upon Dragonair's head once more, pushing it down, Marowak striking it with a bone from below. A beam of light, raw power from Drampa firing from its mouth, surrounded the two, Dragonair dodging it by a moment before lashing around to slam its head into the first, then the second, sending each flying aside. On the ground below Turtonator spun, fire propelling it, clearing the surroundings of the icy trap laid by the Cloyster, dodging the blasts of water and ice Lana was directing. Dragonair plunged down from above, wrapping around the Bivalve Pokemon, spinning it in its grip, and releasing it in perfect time to another burst of fire from Turtonator. Above Drampa dodged the equal strikes of Tsareena and Marowak. Ryuki played on.

“That's...” Kiawe's shock, realisation of what he was hearing, made him realise just what an opponent the three Captains had found, “that's the song!” Saying it was enough, Lana and Mallow understanding as soon as they were told. Ryuki was playing the song of Alola, weaving a tune from it into a form his Pokemon could follow, the three following it to battle without needing a single word from their Trainer. He was giving words far faster through his music than he could speak. And commanding the rhythm leading the Captains' own Pokemon to follow it. To stumble into the pace of their opponents.

That showed experience, and ability, as a Trainer that could not be beat. The Dragon Tamer Ryuki Oda's confidence was not misplaced. With renewed intensity the three Captains doubled down. They weren't losing here.

Convergence. Tsareena and Marowak dove beneath the tree-line, losing the open field that gave advantage to the Dragons, jumping from branch to branch and circling the three. Turtonator was the slowest but most resilient, able to shrug off attacks and keep going regardless of how many fell upon it. Dragonair was likely weakest not being fully-evolved, but thanks to its speed proved difficult to catch. The Drampa occupied the middle ground, great manoeuvrability in its flight, but slow speed in the dense jungle environment and softer in body than the Turtonator. All three Captains turned their attention upon it.

Then away again as Ryuki's song ordered his three to protect the obvious target.

A powerful kick hit the back of Turtonator, Kiawe's command to Tsareena directing it to avoid the dangerous counter-attack he knew the species to possess. Cloyster closed its shell, cutting off attack, as Mallow observed Dragonair preparing another electric crack, the attack unable to harm the Bivalve Pokemon when closed. Lana commanded Marowak to hit the ground, to create as powerful a boom of mud from the soft earth as it could.

Ryuki, seeing the three Captains working so closely together they could direct one another's Pokemon as well as their own, smiled even wider, pace of the song he played increasing. Let's step it up.

Fire swirled, thunder cracked, light poured from the mouth of Drampa mixing in with the blast of Turtonator and Dragonair. A storm of power that punched through trees, shifting the terrain in the distance where it fell. Marowak ducked below it, Tsareena leaped above, Cloyster diving to the side. Counter-attack. A charging swing with a bone wreathed in darkness. A redirection from a higher branch, jumping off of it, for a falling kick glowing with power. And a body wreathed in ice surging in to the opening the two would create to strike through.

Turtonator intercepted, taking the blow from Marowak. Dragonair let loose a storm of power that whipped up mud and leaves, cutting off Tsareena's strike. Drampa's eyes glowed and a wave of force, a roar with enough strength to push back the charging Cloyster, slowed it down to a stop. Caught in the middle of the three Dragons, it drifted as Turtonator and Dragonair turned to it.

Mallow and Kiawe's commands came fierce, each of their Pokemon leaping into the circle in turn. A pink mist surrounded the three. A glint of light from within it drew the three Dragons to a single point. All three attacks collided as Cloyster dropped from below the obscuring fog and charged once more.

This time made impact.

“Go!”

Drampa reeled back, the ice-infused charge striking true. Tsareena's kick pulled short, the tail of Dragonair wrapping around it. Marowak's bone strike swung overhead, the Pokemon pushed upwards by the pulse of draconic energy Turtonator unleashed. Ryuki played a faster tune.

Cloyster disappeared into the trees, leaving mist in its wake, chilling the air. Tsareena followed after, similarly disappearing, as Marowak lit with bright fire, leading the three as it pulled back and the two others circled them. Each time Marowak struck the ground, unleashed a wave of mud, the Dragons pushed through it, their attacks too strong to be drowned out. But a fine dancer on its own, exceptional with Kiawe's backing, the Bone Keeper Pokemon continued to dodge. To pull them back.

A flipping kick from the treetops with all its power behind it, Tsareena pushed Drampa down. Cloyster struck it again. Dragonair caught the Bivalve Pokemon, held it tight despite its ice, while Turtonator turned on it, Marowak striking its back with accuracy forged from knowledge, Kiawe's understanding of a Turtonator's explosive shell allowing him to direct safe strikes against it. Crushing pressure from Dragonair. Turtonator and Drampa preparing fire and light to strike. Ryuki's tune spiked.

Outrage Outrage Outrage. Three explosions of draconic force blew a hole through the treetops above, pushed the trio of opposing Pokemon in each direction. A triangle formed with three glowing Dragons within it. Unwilling to fall. The battle continued.

A blue crystal glinted as Lana's hands moved. A red crystal shone as Kiawe's reached forward. A green crystal glowed as Mallow's raised to the sky.

“Hydro Vortex!”

“Inferno Overdrive!”

“Bloom Doom!”

Ryuki voiced orders at last.

Three Z-Moves collided, the position right, the moment come. Moon and Hau, stunned by this battle they'd never seen the likes of before, the sight of Pokemon able to redefine the land around them meeting in battle, felt their skin prick in the presence of this power. Goosebumps forming watching three Z-Moves from three Captains unleashed. This was the height they aspired to? This power? It struck them. Told them how much further there was to go.

They were still so very small.

In storming light Drampa roared first. Barriers crumbled under raw power, its body blocking a Z-Move it should resist, yet still feeling the raw force of all the same. Z-Moves, especially those from powerful Pokemon and Trainers, could defy sense with ease. This combination attack of the three Captains was far more than its components alone. Turtonator, whose voice was far quieter, grimly bore the weight of the attacks pushing it. Pushing it. Pushing it. Losing its grip.

Light shone. In the midst, pushing out what power it could, reinforcing those around it who were bowing under the wave, the Dragonair gave it all she had. Her name was Serena. She had been named by Ryuki, a shining star, a figure who called to her. Who gave her his wish and will and all the power he could. How far they had come together.

How far they still had to go.

A crack. The air splitting, clouds overhead swirling, surge of power forced up. Three blasts meeting one another, none backing down, each grinding and colliding until their angle changed. In the wake of their strike their three creators slumped, Cloyster, Marowak, and Tsareena tired. In the wake of their strike two Dragons fell. Each had resisted and each had covered and each had borne so much but Z-Moves were simply that. So much.

And in the wake of their strike the three Captains watched as the light cleared, the light mixed of their Z-Moves and another. Another light, of different form. Of power manifesting and transforming. Of a Pokemon driven by competition, by intense pressure, and strength given through song and spirit. Ryuki played its arrival. Welcome, Serena.

Welcome, Dragonite.

“Outrage!”

Evolution gave energy but not all of one's energy, it did not restore a Pokemon to full. As exhausted as the rest by the intensity of the battle, the orange Dragonite moved only by the power still coursing through it. It was tired.

But more tired were the three to face it. Z-Moves, even for Captains, were dangerous things. They took much, and in this battle, this height of their power, it had been their intent to finish it. To bring the battle to a close. Well. Now it was.

A furious tackle, shoulder first, wreathed in power. Marowak flew back from the Dragonite's strike, hit a tree, and the ground a moment after. Did not rise. A wave of frost fell over the Dragon's back but it was weakened, the time between the Z-Move and its next attack too little for the Cloyster to manifest strength. Dragonite turned and charged it next. It broke through a tree and moved no more.

“Tsareena!”

Two Pokemon, each tired, each holding themselves up by force of will alone, stared one another down. Tsareena stepped forward. The exhausted Dragonite stood and watched it approach. A full metre of height difference between them, the Fruit Pokemon looked up at the Dragon. Swung back a leg and gave it all the force it could muster. As much as it could bring. And swung it round.

It hit. The Dragonite shook. Faltered. Song played behind it. It began to lurch. Then stomped down hard. Held itself a moment.

And raised a glowing hand before bringing it down.

The song complete.

Silence in its wake, no music left to play. Five Pokemon unconscious, one barely holding on. Perhaps only by its surprising evolution had it managed to find this victory. But Ryuki had chosen to be pushed to this edge. Had known only on the border of defeat was true victory found. Serena, who had been with him for so long, had reached a new peak to shine from. Thanks only to these Captains before him.

As mortified as they were by their defeat, as stunned as they were by Ryuki's power, he felt no pride in his victory nor scorn for their loss. Only thankfulness for their strength. The strength that had pushed him and his further still. He bowed.

“When we meet again,” they were still quiet, in shock, as Ryuki spoke, “once again we'll give it everything we have. I will be at the League, and await your challenge. We're looking forward to it. To the battle at the peak of the world.” One by one he returned each of his Pokemon. Hung his guitar over his shoulder once more.

And with measured pace took his leave.

To follow the song driving him forward.

To shine upon the peak of the world.

Chapter Text

In the wake of the battle with Ryuki it took all of the Captains to hold each other back. Mallow, determined to command her Pokemon to begin repair of their battleground, to patch the environment torn apart by the clash with the Dragon Tamer, had to be forced to admit she was tired by Kiawe and Lana. Had to accept that she needed rest, that she was too shaken to properly lead her other Pokemon in cleaning the wounds of the jungle.

Lana, who intended to train the moment they returned to Wahiola Town, the clouds overhead now free of their liquid burden and lightening by the minute as the sun pushed its way through, was forced to stop by Mallow and Kiawe. Called to stay with them, to do nothing more. Their battle had been intense, and each had used a Z-Move. And they'd lost. They were in the wrong state of mind to train. Just... stop for now.

Kiawe, as the three sat together in the Pokemon Center licking their wounded prides, only stopped going over the battle, trying to see how they could have done better, when Lana and Mallow sternly commanded him to do so. Told him they were going to stop obsessing over it for today.

Only then, after each had stopped the other, did the three breathe out and loose some of the tension from their shoulders. Feel some of the intensity of the battle – intensity they hadn't tasted since their Final Trials – fade away. Allowing them to think again without their heads hurting. Allowing them to move without the tightness in their muscles grinding. Allowing them to talk without the bitter taste in their mouths flavouring their speech.

Each felt a loss more wounding than they'd ever experienced before. A realisation that though they were strong, and they knew they were strong, they still did not amount to the true peaks of the world. Wherever Ryuki factored into the grand scheme, whether he truly stood at the peak of the world or simply dwelled close to it, it didn't matter. What mattered was that he was stronger than them. They still had so much further to go.

Moon and Hau trained. Seeing the three Captains still shaken, still exhausted from their battle, the two took their own time, let Larvesta and Wimpod manifest, and continued to practise combinations and movements that would allow them to best combine their powers. To form ways they might stand against the Totem Pokemon of Lush Jungle. They had a mountain to climb too. Just not the largest one they'd seen that day.

Ryuki Oda, huh?

Of course Moon had assumed Ryuki was strong – when she'd met him he'd had that relaxed nature, that pure calm, that only the very strongest could have. The complete lack of fear and stress that meant nothing could truly reach him. Those were signs of his ability. But seeing signs and seeing reality were two different things entirely. Moon, who had been crushed by Lana during her Trial, knew full well the Captain had held nothing back against Ryuki. Given her commands as fast as she could, and worked perfectly with her fellows – to a degree Moon and Hau could only dream of emulating, discussing whether they could also give directions to the other's Bug Pokemon in battle. Yes, Lana had given everything, just as Kiawe and Mallow had. Three Captains expressing power far beyond Moon and Hau's level. Far beyond their measure. The sort of strength that would crush them in an instant. The sort of strength they dreamed of having for themselves.

And the three Captains lost. Ryuki, without even words, communicating his intent through music alone, directed three Dragon Pokemon to match the three Captains. Commanded fast enough to meet the directions of three others alone. It was almost obscene. Moon knew she wouldn't forget today's sights ever. Hau agreed the same.

They still had so far to go.

The day passed. It had been only morning when the Captains led Moon and Hau to Lush Jungle, the battle with Ryuki concluding still in the early hours of the clouded day. By midday the three Captains ate with the others. By afternoon they were back in sorts, once more giving guidance to the two Trial-goers, helping them refine their abilities. Water and Fire-type specialists, Lana and Kiawe were able to give extra advice to Hau and Moon regarding their Wimpod and Larvesta respectively, hastening the development of those Pokemon's abilities. Mallow simply guided overall. And thought.

They all thought.

Hau admired the Captains' resilience. When telling them that, when being looked at in confusion in return, he reminded them they'd each used a Z-Move after a long and draining battle. They'd just taken it easy after that though! Made it to the night and were still awake. If he'd used a Z-Move he'd have had started fading immediately; those things were exhausting! His praise helped, each of the three remembering how far they'd come from their first days as Trainers, when they were the same age as Hau. Yeah, it was okay.

They knew there was still plenty of time on the road ahead. It was okay. They were okay. Kiawe smiled. “You're doing well yourself.”

“Yeah!” Mallow nodded enthusiastically, beaming with a bright smile, “Wimpod aren't demanding Pokemon, but you're still holding onto it and three others! Four Pokemon in forty days is some crazy stuff you know!” It was, and the three Captains knew it. Hau's abilities, his raw potential, it was a once in a generation occurrence. Stories of other legendary Trainers, masters of Leagues with their only equals one another, existed across the world, and many claimed those Trainers had hit the ground running as fast as Hau himself had. The young boy was on pace to be a champion without compare. It was the sort of start that should have no equal, that would fill such a person with unrestrained confidence and pride. Yet for Hau...

“Well,” Hau smiled at their praise, though seemed unprepared for it as well, “I'm just trying to keep up with Moon. She's the incredible one.” And there it was. Each of the Captains gave a glance to the other. That was what they'd expected. What they'd come to conclude. Remembering Kiawe's words the night before the Trial began.

“They're racing each other.” As the three Captains had stood around the campfire Mallow was tending, cooking the dinner they'd share, Kiawe had outlined his observations from the Fire Trial, and the words Moon and Hau had given him. “Each is trying to keep pace with the other, and from that each pushes the other forward. Neither would have come so far so fast alone. Only because they're driving each other forward.”

“It's more about each other than the Island Challenge,” Lana had added in, well aware that Moon and Hau's eyes were only forward on the road they were sure the other was walking ahead on. “They're so strong and so determined not to slow down and lose to the other. It's out of control.”

“We'll see how my Trial goes!” Mallow chimed from the fire, watching over the food she was preparing. “They're going to have to slow down for that! We can measure how they're feeling then.” Well. They had.

Even tasked to catch two new Pokemon Moon and Hau had exceeded belief. Moon had caught a Larvesta, an incredibly rare Pokemon that was one of the most demanding of its Type, and had immediately taken to its care. The Torch Pokemon was already showing the results of the Bond between it and its Trainer, expressing power and thought at a rate it should take many Trainers weeks or even months to achieve. Her unique nature, it allowed Moon to form Bonds of incredible strength with incredible speed. Even being reset to a new and single Pokemon she'd already made it this far. There really was no way to slow her pace. She'd never stop.

Hau had caught a Wimpod, an act that the Captains were sure could only be fate, the Pokemon's appearance in Lush Jungle a startling surprise. One of the least demanding of the Bug-type and indeed overall, it had allowed the young boy to swell the number of Pokemon he maintained from three to four and still keep going – the Bond Strain he did show only manifesting in the lesser effects many Trainers struggled with until adapting. And his natural talent for raising Pokemon, for establishing friendships and trust, had allowed Hau and the Wimpod to quickly grow to work together based on faith more than Bond. In comparison to Moon he was the more talented Trainer without question. Weaker by far than the Larvesta, the Wimpod kept up by clever tactics and natural ability from its Trainer. Hau's pace mirroring Moon's own. As the two insisted upon.

Except...

“Hau.” Lana's voice was the quietest of the three Captains, but somehow the strongest too. Hau, who'd been light-heartedly speaking with the Captains, Moon enjoying the night air outside with her Pokemon after the clouds had finally cleared, stilled. The three Captains looked at him, each dour, knowing that this moment with him alone was the one for the conversation they'd been needing to have. Lana took command of leading it. “You need to slow down.”

A pause. Hau blinked. “Huh?”

“You've gone so fast,” Mallow shook her head, aware of the harshness of what they needed to say, “so fast it's like you're a Trainer two years older than you are now. One who's caught some Pokemon, worked hard with them, and begun pushing against the next major level they'll reach. The one where they have to stop.” Hau looked at her in confusion. Kiawe continued speaking.

“Your Pokemon are all growing incredibly well,” he'd seen it, observed Hau's trio in his Trial. “But that is the problem. You're pushing at the limits of what you can do every day. Doing absolutely everything you can. That's respectable. But it's about to become unsustainable. You won't be able to do the same on Ula'ula Island. That's the truth.”

“They're going to outpace you.” Lana said it bluntly, the harshest of the three Captains, as well as the most honest. “When you start trying to face Ula'ula's Trials, and they are hard Trials, Hau, your Pokemon are going to need more power than you can give. You won't be able to keep up with them at the speed you've been going so far. You'll need to stop. Spend time, more than just a day or a week, working with them to be okay. You started out so fast, incredibly fast, but you're still a Trainer like the rest of us. You're going to hit the same walls we did. It's not a bad thing. You're not a bad Trainer because of it. Just human. Just like the rest of us.”

It had hurt Mallow to see Hau's face falling as they spoke. He shook his head. She attempted to mitigate the blow. “Hau,” saying his name, calling for him to look to her, she smiled for him. He didn't smile back. “Hau you're doing so well. It's really incredible, you're going to complete the Island Challenge faster than any of us did. Even Lana. Even faster than Ilima would have.” Lana gave Mallow a slight glare for needing to point out Ilima had outsped her for the majority of his Challenge. “Please, we're not trying to convince you to stop just... you're going to need to slow down. Because your Pokemon are going to get stronger and stronger and Trainers always have to try and keep up with them. Just don't push yourself further than you can go. Please... look after yourself.”

Hau mumbled something. None of the Captains heard it. Kiawe asked for it again. Hau bit his lip before continuing. “But... to keep up with Moon-”

“You're not Moon.” Lana's immediate and blunt statement caused Mallow and Kiawe to look at her in shock. She was staring at Hau, who wasn't looking up to meet her eyes. “You're you. You need to go at your pace, not at Moon's. You may finish this Trial together, and you may even complete your Grand Trial side-by-side, but Ula'ula Island is different. You can't complete it trying to be someone else. Only by being you.”

“Lana...” Mallow's slight whine of her friend's name didn't get Lana to relent. She kept her eyes locked on Hau. Hau stood.

And left without a word.

Only when he was gone did Lana lean back into the lounge, breathing out a sigh of pent-up stress. Having to talk like that sucked. Even if she'd needed to. Even if the Captains had needed to tell Hau he was about to run face first into a wall, to at least warn him so the impact would hurt less. It had still sucked to see him so down. She didn't like it at all. Mallow and Kiawe shook their heads and breathed out as well.

That really had sucked.

“Driving each other to go further,” Kiawe made the observation, thinking on the stories he'd heard of his fellow Akalan Captains, “they remind me of you two.” Lana and Mallow looked at Kiawe when he said that. Then at each other. Lana's inexhaustible pace motivating Mallow to push through the challenges she felt she could not alone. How it was only wanting to keep up with her friend that allowed Mallow to overcome her own wall. She smiled at Lana. Lana smiled back.

“Then...”

“They'll be okay.”

Hau released his Fletchinder the next day. Discussing it with Kiawe, the young boy acknowledged he wouldn't be able to care for it while managing his other Pokemon, and that he didn't feel comfortable keeping it in storage for the odd possibility he would need it. Better to travel through the forest of Lush Jungle to the slopes of Wela, where other Fletchling and Fletchinder nest, some boss Talonflame amongst them, and allow the one he had caught and evolved to go free. The Pokemon had only spent a short while with him, and they'd achieved no great heights together, but still Hau felt a sting.

A reminder of a way he fell short, and those he let down by doing so.

On the jungled slopes of northern Wela he and Moon completed the next leg of their Trial. Searched for trees with exposed roots, harvesting those Mallow pointed out for the recipe that would summon the Totem Pokemon. Larvesta did well at holding off Pokemon equally interested in the tuberous growths, Wimpod quickly collecting and returning what it found to its Trainer. All the while Hau remained uncharacteristically quiet, usually only speaking up when prompted. Never leading conversation. Moon observed this, and asked once, but received no answer as to his mood. Accepted that it was something he wished to keep to himself. And kept on moving.

She was always moving forward. Hau watched her back as she walked.

The docks of Wahiola Town saw frequent use – between those local to the city heading out to fish, or around the coast to visit other townships, to those visiting from afar by the sea. A new boat was docked at it by the time the three Captains and two Trial-goers returned from Lush Jungle, and the three occupants of that boat had already disembarked and wandered into town. The youngest of them waved when she saw Moon and Hau with a smile.

“Oh Moon! Hau!”

And in return Moon and Hau broke into a run from the Captains to join the voice that called to them. To reunite with their third. To meet with Lillie once more.

“Hey Lillie!” Hau spoke with the energy and excitement Moon was used to hearing from him, and the first of it he'd shown that day. Lillie, with no idea of the boy's mood prior to this moment, just smiled to see he was the same as ever. Greeted him, before turning to Moon. Moon smiled at her. All smiles.

“Well hey there, woo!” Now the voice of Professor Kukui echoed, the man walking calmly up to the group, as usual wearing his lab coat over bare chest. Kiawe, standing with the Captains up the path, nodded at the sight. The best way to experience Alola was with the sun on your skin, after all. Kukui came to a halt before the young three. “So Hau, Moon, how're you going? Working hard on your Trials, yeah?”

“Yeah!” Hau nodded, pleased to quickly hold up the Firium-Z and Waterium-Z he'd gained. Moon did the same a moment after. Kukui nodded and smiled and wondered whether he was surprised or not that the two of them had completed two Trials already. He honestly couldn't tell at this point.

“Nice work then you two!” With a grin Kukui flicked his eyes up to the pack of three Captains. He'd want to have a talk to them later today as well. “Here I was coming around here with Kahili and Lillie to finish our tour of the northern Akalan settlements, and we run into you as well! Talk about a coincidence, huh?” It was kind of hard to believe in such a coincidence, but Moon nodded all the same. It was good to have Lillie here. Lillie caught her look and smiled at it, before suddenly having to fuss with her bag, noises of complaint coming from within. With Moon and Hau about, Nebby was suddenly very interested in coming out to play. Lillie did her best to talk the Nebula Pokemon down. Moon wasn't sure how long the request for quiet would last.

“Alright then!” As the three Captains drew closer, Kukui addressed them as well, “we've got some meetings to have this afternoon, but let's all meet for dinner later tonight, yeah?” No-one disagreed with that idea. The plan in motion.

Moon, Hau, and Lillie stayed together for the rest of the day.

In the wake of dinner and discussion with the Captains, Kukui decided they'd stay in Wahiola for a few days more. It sounded like Moon and Hau were approaching the end of their Grass Trial – a double battle with two freshly caught Pokemon wild enough of a concept, but a Larvesta and Wimpod? Not to mention Moon and Hau had each caught an Eevee, they really weren't holding back at all – so Kukui had claimed he'd take Moon and Hau back to Heahea City when their Trial was done. That way they'd be able to head south from Heahea to Konikoni, territory of Kahuna Olivia. And continue on to their Grand Trial.

Kahili and Kukui inspected the Pokemon of Moon and Hau, noting their growth, evaluating their conditions. They discussed the progress of their tour around Akala, the three Captains delighted to hear that the people of Akala Island were all, as a general rule, excited about the Pokemon League. They were too. Couldn't wait to take part. Paused.

Then told the two about Ryuki.

Just hearing the story was enough to shock. Kahili was strong, she knew she was strong, but even she wouldn't try for a Triple Battle against three Captains. Just what was Dragon Tamer Ryuki? She couldn't imagine. Kukui just hoped he'd get the chance to see the Dragon Tamer's moves for himself. The night passed on.

And the dawn of the final ingredient came.

Heavy honey deposits in Lush Jungle were the richest sources of the ingredient, which Mallow insisted had special properties here. That was fine in theory, but in practise the volume of Pokemon attempting to establish territorial dominance around the ingredient was ridiculous. But that was Moon and Hau's final challenge before the Totem Battle. Take dominance in the eternal struggle for the grand honey reserves of Lush Jungle.

So they did. They fought flocks of Butterfree. Chased away curious Comfey and Bounsweet. Fought off Trumbeak and Fletchinder attracted to the buffet of Bug Pokemon gathered. And met with a Pinsir a full size and a half above the average, boss of the area for the moment. Mallow made note of it as a potential Totem candidate. Unlike Lana and Kiawe, she only had one dwelling in Lush Jungle so far. Couldn't hurt to prepare another. She kept it in mind.

As the three Captains watched and discussed.

“So no word from Jace?” Lana's question prompted a shake of Kiawe's head, a shrug of his shoulders.

“I asked Ilima,” the Fire Captain replied, “but he's heard nothing either. The last he heard from Jace was that he would prepare a new Ride Pager for Moon, then deliver it to her. He should know she is here.”

“I thought he was with the Aether Popup out east?” Mallow tilted her head. “I'm sure he was one of the Aether folks set up there.”

“He got called back I think.” Kiawe again. “Maybe something happened, neither I nor Ilima know.” All three Captains blew out a sigh at that. The Ride Pager Moon carried had them nervous – if it truly was the original model that stored Pokemon without any fail-safe at all, it was something none of them felt comfortable with existing. Lana hadn't gained anything useful from Mohn – he'd claimed amnesia and a desire to stay at the Poke Pelago no matter what. She'd just told Ilima, who'd told Jace, and that was where it had ended for the Captains of Alola. Still...

“I hope things end well.” Not one of them disagreed with that sentiment.

With joyous cry, Moon and Hau returned with bottles of Lush Jungle Honey filled. The final ingredient gained. Well, that was that then. One more night to train. To do their best to prepare for what came next. They nodded and agreed. The hours passed. Lillie spent time with them upon their return. The night came and went. Dawn filled the sky once more.

And Moon and Hau climbed the path to Lush Jungle's entrance to take their third and final Trial of Akala.

“Alright!” The path from the entrance to the battleground was one Mallow hadn't taken Moon or Hau on before, and so after the walk they considered the sight of the battlefield, an area thick with trees ringing it yet open enough for a proper fight to take place within. In comparison to the location the Captains had battled Ryuki, it seemed far more prepared to handle intense conflict, which Moon supposed was for the best. Mallow had spent a long time putting to right as best she could the damage that battle had done. The Grass Captain struck a pose. “It's time for your Totem Battle! Moon, Hau, are you ready?” Each of the Challengers stepped up and nodded, Kiawe and Lana standing behind them, ready to witness. Despite the best efforts of the Captains, posing a challenge to these two young ones that would slow them down to a crawl, they'd still overcome in the mere span of a week. Now all that was left was the battle. A formality, in truth.

The real lessons of a Trial were gained in making it to the Totem fight, the fight itself the final test of the Trial to ensure the lessons were learned. Even if Hau and Moon failed today, and not one of the Captains would bet on that result, it would still only be a matter of days before reaching the level to succeed. They'd formed and strengthened a Bond, and partnership, in no time at all. They truly had gifts that let them reach out to Alola for strength.

They were ready to move on.

Mallow set to cooking, the iron cauldron in the middle of the field lined with wood already. Mago Berries, Big Roots, special Lush Jungle Honey, not to mention other ingredients gathered by her and the other Captains. All mixed together, precisely prepared, to create the Mallow Special, her work of art. A powerful, intensely powerful, scent began to waft throughout the clearing. Through the trees. From here, where wind flowed between branches, it would be caught and spread. Reach the senses of the Totem.

And soon enough be answered.

It moved with speed that left a stream of leaves torn from the undergrowth it burst from washing over the field, the towering pink Pokemon, glowing with Totem energy; standing well over the height of Moon and Hau, even of the three Captains; bipedal, long seeming-blades along its arms. It looked like a bug, and for a moment Moon wondered if the Totem Pokemon was even a Grass-type at all. Rotom-dex was quick to answer.

“Lurantis, zzt, Bloom Sickle Pokemon!” The Bloom Sickle Pokemon paced around the cauldron simmering with the mixture Mallow had prepared. Stepping up to it, Mallow ran a ladle through the mixture and poured it into a bowl, holding it up to the Totem. It leaned down, mouth splitting open to consume the offering. Rotom-dex continued. “Grass-type Pokemon – it disguises itself as a Bug-type Pokemon for its own protection, zzt!”

Moon and Hau took up positions, calling forth their competitors. Larvesta and Wimpod. Mallow quickly put down a bowl of her cooking for each as well, a quick “Just a taste!” given as command. The two Bug Pokemon stepped up, sampled the Mallow Special, and then moved forward. Heat flowed through their bodies lighting determination, the cooking intensifying their readiness for battle. Similarly the Totem moved to oppose them. A moment of silence. Mallow raised a hand. Totem and Trainers looked to her. One more moment. And then...

She dropped it. “Begin!”

Larvesta shone, alight with fire, a burning beacon that drew all eyes to it. Seeing this opponent the Lurantis stepped forward, a menacing sickle raised, as Wimpod disappeared into the undergrowth. A fast moving Pokemon, the Turn Tail Wimpod made use of that property, combined with the distraction provided by its ally, to escape detection. That had been the first of the strategies Moon and Hau had devised.

Lurantis tested its foe. Stepped forward, slashing, pulling its claw back from the bursting flames reaching out to it. Larvesta, despite being a large enough Pokemon on its own, was still small to the Totem. But a Totem does not maintain that title by surrendering caution. It observed the danger of the glowing fiery bug before it. Nodded with its decision. And raised a claw to point to the sky.

Light shone, not just the light of a Totem, but a power from the Totem itself. Energy was gathering, building, concentrating. Moon, who had watched Pokemon Leagues before, thrilled with the incredible fights on show, felt herself reminded of Solar Beam. But maybe not the same. The energy from the Mallow Special still coursing within it, the Lurantis glowed brighter still. A Power Herb in the mix was just what it needed. The beam spiked and pierced the tree-line above.

Hau's Wimpod, amongst the branches of the canopy covering overhead, jumped as the beam shot up just by it. But with belief in its Trainer it continued to gnaw away at the wood, weakening and tearing the branches. Just... a little... more...

Moon gave a command to Larvesta, launch your fire forward. In response the Lurantis swung its arm, the Solar Blade preparing to cut through any attack and crush the attacker too. Few resisted such attacks, even those with the type inclination to do so. It was confident. Its blade swung.

A tree branch dislodged from above fell faster, crashing down upon the Lurantis, jolting it, throwing its swing to the side, the fire from Larvesta washing over it. Mallow, Kiawe, and Lana watched as the blade of energy cut into the border of the clearing, taking further paces back from the battlefield. Moon and Hau's strategy, which they'd made sure to avoid learning so as to be surprised, had started perfectly. But things would only get rougher from here.

Both Kiawe and Lana knew the Totem Lurantis of Lush Jungle was far more aggressive and resistant to the thought of defeat than any of the Totems they'd raised.

Shaking off the loose flames that clung to it, the Lurantis launched upwards, knowing the attack had come from above. In a single mighty leap it cleared the treetops, in an elegant single-footed landing it perched on the branches a moment later. Wimpod, spotted, rapidly scuttled away, flipping around the branch it was on to crawl underneath it. A swing of Lurantis's arm cut the branch at the trunk of the tree it connected to, the wooden limb falling with Wimpod still holding on. Moon's command, another burst of fire, incinerated part of the branch and spun it around, allowing Wimpod to fall without being crushed. Lurantis landed after, the ground shaking, the difference in how heavy it moved up to its own devices. An elegant dancer like the Salazzle. A force of pure power like the Wishiwashi. And a clever tactician like the Araquanid. Spiced up with the Mallow Special, it was without question the strongest Totem of Akala. Moon and Hau stared it down. They weren't done yet. Lurantis charged.

Larvesta's flaring of fire, honed by training with Kiawe, continued to help it distract, the puffs of flame it sent out catching the Totem's attention once more. But this time the Wimpod's attempt to flee the scene proved unsuccessful, the Totem moving with speed that had to be unnatural, disappearing from sight before cutting off the Turn Tail Pokemon's escape. Moon gave an order but the Lurantis was already performing an attack, a sweeping strike that would collect the tiny bug and send it flying. Larvesta couldn't cover in time. Hau called out.

“Get it!”

On their own Wimpod remained weak. It was the rarest of the rare that found their way to evolution, the form usually only granted by the assistance of a skilled Trainer. But even just beginning to train, to form a Bond and grow from it, there was potential there. It took outside forces to teach it, to present actions it could learn from, but Hau, with Lana's assistance, had taught the Wimpod a few tricks more. In response to the incoming strike it answered back in a manner no partner-less Wimpod would. Jumped forward onto the Lurantis's leg and bit down hard.

Despite the difference between them, the typing of each allowed the bite to affect the Totem, to make it feel pain from the strike. Being distracted by this, shaking a leg to dislodge its attacker, allowed Moon to command Larvesta to perform its own actions once again. It launched in a stream of fire, slamming into the Totem's chest, before latching on to the midsection, mirroring the bite of the Wimpod. Each held on tight, so close to the Totem it could apply no true power to remove them, and bit hard. Moon and Hau's cheers in their ears, felt in their Bonds. More strength. Don't let go. Win. Win!

The Lurantis leaped. With speed that Moon could not believe it launched above the treetops once again, spinning as it did so, faster and faster, until the force was enough to tear its attackers away. Each disappeared in a different direction, thrown into the woods out of the sight of their Trainers. The Totem landed with another thud.

Then turned and charged into the underbrush.

Neither Moon or Hau knew what to do. They couldn't see where the Lurantis had vanished to, nor which of their Pokemon it was pursuing. Each called out, tried to bring their partners back to them, but received no answer. No idea what to do. Hau took a step towards the direction the Lurantis had gone, to try and catch up. Moon's hand on his shoulder held him back.

She closed her eyes.

Between a Trainer and their Pokemon there is a Bond. Pokemon take from that Bond, receive strength that allows them to grow beyond what they would achieve alone. With that strength came thoughts, receiving the will of their Trainers, which further heightened those Pokemon in battle. Moon kept silent, even with the background noise of the Totem in the jungle beyond, and focused on the feeling of that Bond alone. That connection to her partner. If you need strength take it. If you need thought here it is. Lure it back. Don't lose. Please!

Hau closed his eyes too. Called out to his Pokemon. But the intensity of the connection between him and Wimpod was so much less than that of Moon and Larvesta. Moon could give so much. Hau only a little. He'd made up for it by working hard with his new partner, forming friendship and trust, but it wasn't the same. He couldn't keep up like this. If it were Wimpod instead of Larvesta that the Totem was fighting... it would be over. He shook his head.

Then Moon's exclamation opened his eyes.

Bursting from the underbrush in a swirl of fire came Larvesta, skidding along the ground and burning the soft soil in its wake. After surged the Totem, glowing with energy, its sickle bladed arms alight with that same power as it swung them around into the fire blown against it, cutting through and hitting the Torch Pokemon behind, pushing it back. Moon called to it and its fur rustled, resisting the blow, still willing to fight. Not yet to fall. The Totem bore down upon it.

Where was Wimpod? Hau looked this way and that, unsure as to where his partner could be. He wasn't even in the fight right now. Was it in the trees again? Preparing another branch? Or still yet to return? Or even choosing not to return, unwilling to fight? He questioned it. Looked away as Moon directed her Pokemon, the white-furred bug using bursts of flame from its five horns to jet around the field, dodging the hunting slashes of the Totem. Frustrated, the Lurantis raised a claw once more, glowing with that same bright energy. But it took longer this time. Moon directed Larvesta in, to latch onto the Totem at the shoulder, a place it could not strike with its most powerful attack. In frustration the Lurantis refocused the glow of energy, from its arm to spread throughout its body, shining with brightness that eclipsed the red glow of Larvesta itself. Moon saw the Totem's stance straightening as it glowed. It was restoring itself. She quickly raised her Firium-Z. She had to stop it here.

“Wait!” Hau's hand on her wrist stopped her. He shook his head when she looked to him. “Not before we know it'll end it.” Moon looked back to the two. The Lurantis was healing through her Larvesta's attacks. They couldn't let it continue. Hau looked up. “We won't.”

Lurantis's wild slashing at Larvesta had damaged the environment. Left deep cuts in the trees around them. Looking at them, Hau had finally seen what he was looking for – the silver-plated carapace of his partner, the Wimpod fighting alongside him in this Trial. Returned from where it had been thrown, it had followed what it had been taught. Looked for weak places to turn the environment against the Totem. Here was a tree ready to fall. Tear this much more from it. Leave only this fragment remaining. Then...

Hau timed it. Moon trusted in his direction. When he said it, when he exclaimed “get back!” she gave that order too. With a burst of fire Larvesta pushed itself off of the Totem, who immediately raised a claw to glow with power so it might strike the Torch Pokemon down. The sound of crackling fire muffled the noise of creaking wood, the Lurantis only noticing when it was already falling. The three Captains stared, the ground they stood on shaking under the impact, as the tree crashed down upon the Totem. That... that had to hurt.

With a slice that projected to the treetops, cut a hole that rained down leaves and branches from above, left sunlight shining upon the forest floor, the Totem Lurantis pushed aside the tree, cut through a moment before it had been crushed. But even cut apart the two halves of the trunk had still slammed against it, and the damage it had taken and recovered from had now returned. Light though, now light was shining on it. It glowed brighter faster. Raised both claws, one for each of its foes. Then brought them down.

Hau had already performed a Z-Pose in that moment and given what power he could, strengthened the move he and Mallow had taught the Turn Tail Pokemon from a surge of Normal-aligned power to a Z-Move itself. A surging tackle that hit the instant before the Totem could bring its claws down. Pushed it back.

But still it remained on its feet.

Moon glowed too, Z-Aura flowing from her into her Larvesta. She and Hau knew that a Z-Move was the only thing strong enough to create an opening for another, and had settled that Hau's would allow her to perform Inferno Overdrive, the Z-Move granted by the Firium-Z. But despite its damage from the fallen tree, and despite the strike of Breakneck Blitz from the attacking Wimpod, now lying at its feet exhausted, the Lurantis still stood. And its arms were still glowing. Into the oncoming fireball it swung its blades down.

Hau's blink was slow, despite himself. He'd used plenty of Z-Moves since learning how to, but every time it was the same. The aftermath where he barely felt awake. Eyes closed. A moment of darkness. Open again. Wimpod twitching, as tired as he was. Lurantis looming over it, black patches on its body showing the Totem had been reached by the flames, yet remaining on its feet all the same. Darkness. Eyes open. Moon staring grimly. Larvesta barely moving as well. Eyes closed. No thoughts. One thought. Oh, we've lost. Eyes open. Lurantis stepped forward, closer to the Torch Pokemon that had harmed it so many times. Eyes closed. Eyes open. The Totem had its back to Wimpod. Wimpod struggling. The Bond between them was a small thing, but still Hau could feel it in the wake of the Z-Move. For a moment the action had enlarged it.

So then... if we want to win... Hau forced his eyes open and stomped down hard. “Go!”

Lurantis staggered, hit in the back, unaware the threat had remained. It swung around, claws raking off the carapace of the Turn Tail Pokemon biting into it, and for a moment its attention was away. Hau couldn't keep his eyes open. Moon's were wide. Then...

Larvesta shone, bright flames flickering, Moon's intent will mirrored in its form rising back to its feet. They'd agreed to go together. To go forward and never stop. So no stopping, not ever. The flames concentrated. And in a fiery surge Larvesta flew forward, head first, burying into the middle of the Totem once more. It stepped back. Lost balance. Fell. The Pokemon on its back just bit harder, and when the Totem's back hit the ground it only drove the Wimpod's bite deeper. Eyes wide the Totem gasped and reached up, light still pouring from the hole it had cut through the canopy above. A burning bug pushed down heavy on its chest. A small one bit hard into its back. The Totem's claw, in the light from above, began to glow.

Glowed brightly.

Then fell and rose no more.

Hau sat down hard, closed his eyes, and immediately drifted off. Just... a little rest. Wimpod, struggling to get free of the Totem's weight, made it out just in time to curl up as well. It was done. Larvesta, still pressing upon the Lurantis's chest, lifted its head. Gave a loud victory cry.

And announced the third Trial of Akala, the fourth of Alola for Moon and Hau, complete. Their victory.

Their win.

“Congratulations!” And with only a single moment of silence after to process, Moon was surrounded by the three Captains, Kiawe reaching down to lift Hau up before thinking twice and letting the young boy take his moment's rest. Mallow pressed a green crystal into Moon's hands, a second kept for Hau when he was ready. Moon immediately fit the Z-Crystal into her Z-Ring. She'd been waiting for this. Taking steps back, she called out Dartrix, the Blade Quill Pokemon circling the clearing in flight, perching atop the fallen Totem besides its fellow partner of Moon. The Larvesta, tired, clicked at it. Dartrix gave a noise of approval, running a beak over the white ruffled fur of the Torch Pokemon. Moon smiled at the sight. Then called her Larvesta back to her.

Just once, just one time, but she wanted to use the Grassium-Z now. To feel it. To let her partner feel it. Mallow glanced at the other Captains. In the wake of a full and intense Totem battle in which she'd used a Z-Move, Moon wanted to use another. Not for any purpose either. Just to feel it. She really was like nothing else. Lana shrugged. Good enough. Mallow turned back to Moon.

“Then this... is the pose for the Z-Move Bloom Doom, performed with the Grassium-Z!”

She hadn't needed to tell Moon, Moon had already memorised it when seeing the Captains facing Ryuki. But she nodded and called Dartrix to circle away from the unconscious Totem, into the sky above, as Moon performed the pose. As she sent the energy and lit the connection between her and her first partner with power.

As, for a brief moment, a second shining sun hung over the Lush Jungle of Akala.

In the wake of that moment Moon called her Dartrix back, the Pokemon's feathers still glowing in the after-effects of the move. Using a Z-Move was tiring for any Pokemon, but it was fresh and so consented to remain by Moon's side, cooing for attention as she ran her hands over its shining quills. The Totem staggered to its feet as Mallow picked up the Wimpod by it, acknowledging the Captain's presence before wandering back into the Jungle. It would need a long rest to recover from that. Neither Moon nor Hau had held back an inch. Good. That had been what it had taken to win, after all. Returning to Hau, Mallow set the Wimpod down in his lap. It clicked and curled up within it.

“Oh hey,” kind of wandering around now that the battle was over, Mallow noted the pot she'd been cooking in, “there's still food left, so would you guys like to try it? It's good stuff!”

In curiosity Kiawe and Lana approached. “I've never tried the Mallow Special,” Kiawe tilted his head, “how is it?”

“Really good!” Mallow nodded quickly, preparing a bowl for each of her fellow Captains. With interest, each accepted and took a sip.

“This...” Kiawe paused, considering. “It's so powerful. I feel the flavour shaking me. I- am- am I shaking?”

Lana, with wide eyes, the bowl clutched tight in her hands, was staring at him. Her face was very pink. Kiawe felt sweat dripping from his brow. “That's...”

“It's...”

“SPICY!!!”

Mallow frowned, watching the Captains dash off to find the nearest source of water. Honestly. She took a sip. It wasn't that bad! “Hey Moon, do you want-” turning to check on the Trial-goer, Mallow paused. Moon had booked it half a minute ago.

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“Go, Nebby! Use... use Splash!”

The voice of Lillie reached Moon's ears just as she was nearing the exit of Lush Jungle, her quick escape from the threat of the Mallow Special having slowed down to a leisurely stroll once far enough away. By tone and intonation Lillie was imitating Moon herself, and hearing that Moon couldn't help the giggle that escaped her as she came within sight of the gates. Lillie, who had been facing away from the exit, immediately jumped and spun around, catching sight of the approaching Moon. Her cheeks quickly turned pink.

“O-oh, Moon! W-welcome back! How did it go?” Moon's smile spoke clearly of her victory, but the look she was giving Lillie made it hard for Lillie to celebrate it. She could still feel her face flush at having been caught playing Trainer with Nebby. Though Lillie had never truly forgotten what Ryuki had told her, one month ago on the shores of Kala'e Bay, hearing he had been here just the other day had returned that conversation to the forefront of her mind. His words that as long as she was caring for Nebby, as long as Nebby was caring for her, then that made them partners, no matter what – she still didn't know if she believed it. Didn't know if without the power of a Trainer's Bond connecting them – its absent presence a sign of either late development on her part or a destiny to never be a Pokemon Trainer – she and Nebby could ever truly be considered a team. She didn't know.

But...

Sometimes it was nice to think about.

In the past she'd never desired such a thing, disliked the battles that only led Pokemon to harm. But seeing Moon, seeing Hau, the two of them marching forward with heads held high, their Pokemon beside them, it had awoken something within her. A desire to be the same. To walk the way they did. To walk alongside them too. If she could do that, if she could join them, then... she...

Crouching down, Moon called out to Nebby, the Nebula Pokemon happy to float into her outstretched hands. Standing back up with the blue and purple cloud-like being in her arms, Moon ran a hand over it, receiving contented 'pews' in response. She smiled at Lillie. Lillie reached forward and lifted Nebby from Moon's grip.

It hadn't even been intentional on her part. She'd just seen Nebby, held in Moon's arms, and moved without thinking. Only as Moon cocked her head, a slight frown of concern at Lillie's silent action on her face, did Lillie realise just what she had done. Feel, as Nebby nestled into her arms instead, the remnants of the emotion that had driven her to act in that moment. She was... upset? It surprised Lillie herself to realise: the sight of Moon holding Nebby had distressed her. It should not have, she should not feel such but Lillie... a tiny part of her brain whispered that caring for Nebby was her role. Not that of anyone else. Even Moon.

...especially Moon.

Confusing emotions mixing together, Lillie was too caught in them to hear Moon's repeated question of whether she was okay until the touch of Moon's hand upon her shoulder caused her to jump. She stared at Moon blankly, her own thoughts in too many pieces to work together into anything coherent. Moon had a worried expression.

Lillie looked away.

“Is,” she turned her head to face the path Moon had come from, the entrance to Lush Jungle, “is Hau coming as well? The two of you did your Trial together, didn't you?” The change in topic stuck out to Moon, but nonetheless she nodded, before realising Lillie wouldn't see while looking away. Voiced, instead, that after using a Z-Move Hau was taking a rest, would return with the Captains later. Lillie considered that. “A Z-Move...” her words came slowly, forming the question as she thought, “did you use one too?” Moon paused on that. Spent a moment feeling the difference between her, standing here awake and alert, and Hau, who'd collapsed as soon as the tension of battle was done. Then confirmed. She had. Lillie considered that too.

A long moment of awkward silence hung between them, each unsure of what to say to the other. Lillie turned her head to look back down the steep path she had climbed from Wahiola to greet Moon and Hau after their Trial. “When Professor Kukui takes us back to Heahea City,” she spoke looking out over the sea, glittering under the sun's light in the distance beyond, “you'll be meeting Professor Burnet, his wife.” Moon made a noise of interest hearing the name of Professor Burnet for the first time. Lillie turned her eyes upwards to the blue sky overhead. “When I... when Nebby and I met Professor Burnet, she agreed to help me learn more about Nebby... I mean, about the Pokemon Cosmog. She even arranged for Professor Kukui to give me a place to stay, and to help me as well. She's a wonderful person. Like a... a real mother to me.”

Moon nodded at Lillie's words. It had been just under three weeks since leaving Melemele Island, and while Moon had made sure to call home now and again, she'd often been so caught up in her journey it had slipped her mind as well. Still, she knew her mother would be there for her, no matter what, and knowing that helped her go on. Lillie remained silent as Moon mentioned that.

Then started down the path.

“Let's head back.”

The three Captains, Lana, Kiawe, and Mallow, arrived a rough hour after Moon and Lillie's return to Wahiola, a bleary but awake Hau with them. He joined Moon and Lillie with a smile, excited to go over the grand battle he had fought with Moon against the Totem, though often took breaks to rest as well. As the Captains pointed out to Kukui, who was watching over the two on their Island Challenge, Hau's intent to push the very limit of what he could maintain meant every Z-Move would exhaust him. They'd told him he was reaching a wall. That his Pokemon's growth would soon make the number he kept untenable until he himself had grown further. Kukui nodded at that and thanked them for it. For all his incredible talent, Hau would still experience what the rest did. Kukui still remembered his Jangmo-o's evolution, and the slow realisation that there would be no way to keep the majority of his team with him with the drain she was upon his body and mind. An experience every Trainer eventually learns.

Every Trainer, except...

“Four.” Lana said it as the three Captains discussed with Kukui and Kahili, the three young ones keeping each other occupied for the moment. Mostly in sticking close to Hau as he alternated between excitement and weariness. “I watched her perform four Z-Moves in short order.”

“The same,” Kiawe nodded in solidarity, “she used one to clear out the precursor to my Totem and then three against the Totem itself. Two were with Pokemon she clearly caught in Brooklet Hill.”

“It's not even close to rational,” Mallow shook her head. “It's not just her endless limit for connecting to Pokemon, but the speed and intensity with which she does so. The rate at which she can catch a Pokemon, establish a Trainer's Bond, then raise it to the level of power and trust needed to use a Z-Move is...”

“Hau did the same with his Wimpod.” Lana noted this, aware that in this instance Moon was not beyond the measure of anyone else. Kiawe disagreed.

“We all know Wimpod have naturally small demands. Hau's an exceptional Trainer, and that allowed him to forge the trust to use a Z-Move, but it's not the same as being able to build that same relationship with a far stronger Pokemon.” The three Captains frowned. Kahili looked to Kukui.

“What's next then?” They'd discussed this, knew that the two of them, likely with Lillie as well, would soon be heading for Ula'ula Island. The Alola Culture Council was just over a week away, and Kukui needed to be there for that. That was unquestionable.

Yet the children, Kukui and Kahili had been unsure. Moon and Hau had maintained an exceptional pace to travel to Akala Island at the same time they had, but to do the same to make it to Ula'ula within a month's time? That was something else. Beyond that though, what came next was...

“For now we should leave it in their hands,” Kukui answered simply, not so much out of any specific belief in how things would go as simply confidence that everything would work out. “We'll return to Heahea, meet them in Konikoni, then take them on to Ula'ula should they complete their Grand Trial before the due date. We don't need to worry about anything else.” Each of the Captains and Kahili herself gave Kukui a long look for saying that. There was a lot to be worried about at all times. Kukui shook his head. “Things will work out. Have faith in them. They've made it this far, after all.”

“Alright,” standing up, Mallow raised her hands, an admission of surrender, “we'll leave it with you. You're taking them back to Heahea by boat?” Kukui's nod of answer was followed by Mallow turning her head to see the three sitting nearby in the Pokemon Center, still speaking amongst themselves. She looked back to the group before her. “Well I'm going to make you all some food before you go – Moon and Hau need to eat after that Trial.” The momentary glance between Kiawe and Lana did not go missed by the Captain of Lush Jungle. She pouted at them. “Good food.” Not that her Mallow Special should be anything to complain about, but apparently it had been a little too much for some.

She really should have asked Hau if he'd wanted some, instead of letting Lana and Kiawe return in time to shuffle him off back to town.

The kitchen of the Pokemon Center in Wahiola was used to Mallow's intrusions, and so she set to work without concern, whistling a tune and soon setting a meal cooking that the smell wafting from had everyone in the Pokemon Center raising their heads to. It was an early lunch, not quite yet midday, but no-one was about to complain. With a smile to see everyone excited to try her craft, Mallow happily served everyone in the Pokemon Center, making sure an extra-sized plateful went to Hau and Moon. The two Island Challengers dug in. Good.

A small stretch of time spent beyond that meal, letting everyone's stomachs settle, and then the group moved to head out. Lana had occupied Kahili's attention, discussing training methods to improve, a fire lit within her after her defeat at Ryuki's hands. Kiawe had questioned Kukui about the possible need for a lab assistant, regretfully replied to that Lillie was taking care of all Kukui could need one for at the moment. Mallow watched the three young ones, Moon, Hau, and Lillie, and noted that with the other two Moon was louder. More talkative. Smiled more often. Yes, her Grass Trial, bringing Moon and Hau together for it, had been the right idea after all.

She'd finally seen the smile she was looking for.

“Moon.” On the docks of Wahiola, Kukui, Kahili, Lillie, and Hau already on board the boat that would take them south, Mallow bought the young girl's attention for one last moment. There was so much Mallow wanted to say, wishing Moon well, giving her advice as to how to grow on Ula'ula Island, perhaps a forewarning that the Trials there were far harder than what came before. An endless amount Mallow wanted to express. In the end all she could give her was a smile. A smile and... “Do your best, and... don't forget to smile. The Island Challenge is about growing together with your Pokemon and Alola both. It's a happy thing to share. Okay?” Moon nodded. Smiled at Mallow. That was all she could ask for.

She, Kiawe, and Lana waved as the boat pulled away from Wahiola, preparing to circle west around Akala to the awaiting Heahea City. That was the end of their involvement in the Island Challenge of Moon and Hau – direct involvement, at least. They, like Ilima, would take keen interest in assisting however they could the remaining three Captains of the remaining three Trials. How could they not?

As one they breathed out. As one they looked to each other. Lana raised a Dive Ball.

“Shall we train?”

In order to be ready for the League at year's end? Yes. Absolutely.

The boat ride back to Heahea was quiet. With food in his belly and the effects of the day still upon him, Hau lay down in the back of the cabin of Professor Kukui's boat and took a nap. With Kukui helming the ship, and Kahili seated nearby going over the notes they'd prepared for discussing the League in Konikoni City, that left only Moon and Lillie to entertain one another. Each wandered, Moon heading to the front of the boat for a minute before realising it was far less interesting without Hau alongside, before sitting down together as well. With the air rushing over the boat Lillie was resistant to letting Nebby float free, instead keeping the Nebula Pokemon in her bag, and that bag over her lap, strokes of her hand along it helping keep the Cosmog within calm. Moon watched, but kept her hand back from doing the same. She still hadn't understood Lillie's reaction earlier. But it concerned her.

Silently, each sat.

The boat continued on.

Three awaited the arrival of Professor Kukui's boat on the docks of Heahea City, and as the boat's occupants began to disembark two of those waiting were quick to announce themselves. One of each of their hands clutching one of two poles supporting a banner reading 'Congratulations on your Akala Trial completion', the two posed and declared the same as Moon and Hau came within sight.

Kahuna Olivia, standing a few steps behind, resisted rolling her eyes at Sina and Dexio's shenanigans.

“Must you?” Kahili was far less reserved in scolding the two, having spent a solid portion of her time in the Kalos Region interacting with them. Sina and Dexio, lab assistants to Professor Sycamore, were infuriating in being the exact perfect mix of incredibly talented and incredibly annoying. They seemed to live for entertaining themselves and one another through loudness, posturing, and light-hearted troublemaking, but also possessed what could only be described as a mythical talent for helping Trainers grow. Kahili had watched with her own two eyes as their coaching helped young Trainers of Kalos improve in a frankly improbable amount of time. They were far too skilled for their own good.

And for everyone else's too.

“We gotta~” Sina leaned to the side, pulling on the pole she was carrying and forcing Dexio to step quickly with the one he was holding to keep the banner from tearing. “Moon and Hau completed three whole Trials! That's like three Gyms, right? Right?” Glancing from Kahili to Kukui, Sina repeated herself. Kukui looked awkward.

“I'm not really about to compare Gyms to Trials one-to-one, they're a little too different for that.” Kukui had spent a good while now specifically convincing people that the Trials of Alola weren’t going to be treated like Gyms, free for anyone to wander into and rough-house with whenever they wanted. The sacred sites of Alola would continue to be treated as such, even with the developing focus on making a League available to all of Alola's Trainers and beyond. Having visitors from afar loudly calling Trials the same as Gyms would do his cause no good.

“Kukui,” stepping past the two Kalosian Pokemon Researchers, Kahuna Olivia addressed Professor Kukui directly. “Burnet told me to tell you something when you got here. She wants you to come help at her lab. Something capital-S significant apparently.” Kukui, who'd straightened up the moment he'd been told his wife was calling for him, nodded and quickly stepped forward. Olivia raised a hand to catch him just before he could depart. “Come to the Hoku-Hoku Barbecue after – I've arranged a booking for us all tonight. I'll keep an eye on everyone until then.” With a nod and his thanks, Kukui dashed off. He'd, once again, been hoping to finally introduce Moon to his wife, but if what she was calling him for was what he thought it was, then that would have to wait.

Dimensional windows didn't just patiently wait their turn, after all.

Left in charge, Olivia cast her eyes back over the group. Dexio and Sina, who'd caught wind of the group's return and set up shop at the docks with her; Kahili, attempting to wrangle their intense desire to check up on the young Trial-goers; and then the young Trial-goers themselves. Hau and Moon, the grandson of Kahuna Hala and the enigma whom no-one had ever imagined. They were hanging back still, a third child with them. In her time spent in Heahea over the past three weeks, Lillie had only rarely interacted with Olivia, mostly staying with Professor Burnet, or heading to townships around Akala with Kukui. Still, Olivia had made sure to mind her too, her and the mysterious Pokemon with her. For not being a Trainer, Lillie had all the potential to be as much of a surprise as Moon and Hau were. Those three children.

Really it wasn't a matter of if but when they would do something impossible again.

“It's been a while,” ignoring the nearby discussion based mostly around Dexio and Sina aggravating Kahili, Olivia stepped past them to stand before Moon, Hau, and Lillie. “So let me reintroduce myself. I am Olivia, Kahuna of Akala Island. Now that the two of you, Moon and Hau, have completed the three Trials of Akala, I will be orchestrating your Grand Trial. To that end, you will next have to travel south from Heahea City to Konikoni, where I will greet you again. I imagine you will want to do such immediately.”

The words from the Captains had been that Moon and Hau launched themselves into their challenges with fervent abandon. For a moment Olivia had considered stopping them still, before reminding herself that wasn't what she was setting out to do. A Kahuna didn't battle in their Grand Trial to win, they battled to teach. As soon as she knew what lessons Hau and Moon needed, that would be that. She'd pose those challenges and when they overcame they'd be free to head on to Ula'ula. She already had a few ideas. But... “First though, would the two of you be willing to show me your progress? I would like to invite you to a battling field to see your Pokemon.”

Somehow despite being constantly talking, Dexio and Sina had no problem overhearing Olivia, and quickly agreed that yes, absolutely, the young Trainers should do this, they were excited to see their Pokemon too. Olivia and Kahili, both unprepared for the ridiculous antics of the two researchers, nonetheless only sighed. The two may be inserting themselves into everything to do with Moon and Hau they could, but they were still valuable opinions and observers to be had. For the roughly one percent of the time they chose to be serious, at least. Moon and Hau glanced at each other before nodding, agreeing to follow the Kahuna. Olivia smiled at them.

For as much as she was trying to play the calm and collected Kahuna, she was honestly a little excited too. They were so young and going so fast. She'd been looking forward to experiencing them since the videos from Hala's Grand Trial had gone live. Finally, it was her time to step up. The good Kahuna led the group to a nearby battling field within Heahea and instructed them to show their Pokemon off. And this is what she saw.

Moon and Hau had each been given a starter Pokemon at the beginning of their Island Challenge: a Rowlet for Moon and a Popplio for Hau. Each had then raised that Pokemon to the point of evolution – a Dartrix from Moon within three weeks and a Brionne from Hau within four. Well aware the amount of energy and growth it should take to do such was demanding indeed, Olivia observed that Moon and Hau were still doing fine. Hau was redlining his ability to maintain his Pokemon, but still balancing himself on that razor's edge enough that no-one could scold him for acting unhealthily. His instincts were truly superb. Moon, as the Captains and Kahuna had come to accept, simply showed no effects regardless of the drain upon her. Had a seemingly infinite well her Pokemon could draw from, the only limitation on growth that of her Pokemon themselves.

In that, both Dartrix and Brionne were far more similar than their Trainers might expect.

Dexio and Sina lacked the experience with those specific Pokemon to tell, but both Olivia and Kahili could: those two were still nowhere near their next evolution. This was understandable of course; expert Trainers may be able to raise a third stage Pokemon of such strength in the span of months, but children simply could not. At their current pace, it would still be the majority of this year at least before the appearance of a Decidueye or Primarina was possible. That was, in all honesty, a relief to Olivia. Something resembling sane pace within these children's unreasonable march forward. For now at least.

The secondary partners of Moon and Hau were a Bagon and Pikachu respectively. Each more wilful and proud than the starters to come before, they postured grandly, showing off to those observing. These Pokemon the Kalos Researchers were far better able to assess, noting they seemed quite strong already. Still, evolution wasn't on their cards either. Dragons took an immense amount of power to grow, and it simply wasn't physically possible for a Bagon to draw what it needed from Moon in this amount of time. Not in the environment of the Island Challenge thus far at least. As for the Pikachu, its requirement to evolve was an outside decision. Olivia would offer Hau a Thunderstone when he came to Konikoni, but also make sure he understood it was not to be used until he was ready. Raichu were bigger demands than one who'd raised a Pichu to Pikachu would expect. That jump hit hard. Hau would need to be prepared for it. He'd need to be prepared for a lot.

Next came a pair of Eevee, one for each of these Trainers, the immediate difference in their personalities nervousness for Moon's and confidence from Hau's. Lillie, who was observing as well, smiled at the sight of the Pokemon, a favourite of children around the world, while Dexio and Sina debated evolutionary possibilities. Olivia would make available her collection of Evolutionary Stones to Moon and Hau for their Eevees as well, but only should they desire such. There was a whole world of options ahead. And, of course, if anyone was going to stumble upon a new form...

Three Pokemon from each so far seen. Dexio raised a hand to mutter to Sina alone. “Hey so Hau's kind of like, super-crazy, right?”

“Yeah!” Sina's reply came as a hiss with still enough volume for Olivia, Kahili, and Lillie to overhear. “He's like, top one percent of Trainer potential without a doubt. How many eleven-year olds can do that? We've met like... one before similar, huh?”

As Moon and Hau each displayed the fourth of their Pokemon – Hau's last at present – Dexio answered back with a statement that Olivia and Kahili understood, and Lillie found herself considering deeply. “It's really unfair he's gotta compare to Moon.”

Fourth were the young Trial-goers' catches from Lush Jungle, the exact design of the Trial from Captain Mallow one that had impressed Olivia with the girl's creativeness. Mallow had expressed, on more than one occasion, the desire to be as capable as the Kahuna one day, though Olivia had been forced to remind her that she was still young herself. By the time Tapu Lele was done with Olivia's service, whether that was for the entirety of Olivia's age or simply until she was no longer able to keep up, Mallow would be in her later years too. The next Kahuna of Akala would, providing no disasters occurred, be from a much younger generation.

Olivia had never specifically said it, but she also knew that desiring the role of Kahuna was often better done without ever being required to take that mantle on. There were requirements to such that bound the Kahuna harshly. But she didn't speak of that.

Nanu took care of it for the four – well, three at present – Kahuna in spades.

The Lush Jungle catches earned immediate note from Dexio and Sina who, only barely knowing of Wimpod, focused entirely on Moon's Larvesta. One of the world's rarer Bug Pokemon, with an evolutionary requirement of an obscene amount of time and energy, Larvesta was absolutely the most incredible among her number to their eyes – and that included the fact she had a Dragon in Bagon. Moon, who generally enjoyed the energy and excitability of Hau, found herself overwhelmed by the two adults. Kahili dragged them back.

“That's me.” Hau stepped forward to Olivia, his Wimpod climbing up his back to settle on his head. He looked up slightly and smiled, unable to see it but enjoying its presence all the same. “Just those four.” Just, the word hung heavy in Olivia's head. Hau and his four Pokemon in so short a span of time was an incredible once-in-a-generation achievement. And he described himself as 'just', measuring against Moon as he did. Dexio hadn't exactly been wrong. Olivia smiled at Hau. He grinned back.

“Then think hard about how you will face my Grand Trial,” already preparing concepts, Olivia was getting a good idea of just how she would test Hau. And what she would teach him. “The journey isn't as intense as any of those to the previous Trial Sites, but it does require you to temper yourself. To prepare everything you've learned so far. I'm looking forward to facing you.”

“Yeah!” Pleased with the Kahuna's words Hau nodded, rapid clicking coming from his Wimpod as it held on to avoid being thrown off his head, Hau wincing a little as its claws gripped tight, apologising a moment after. He stepped aside for Moon.

She still had two more Pokemon to show.

The Flaaffy, Moon told Olivia, had evolved during Lana's Trial. Lana had reported the Trial to Olivia, stunned her with the words that the Captain of Brooklet Hill had arranged for Moon to be caught in a territorial crossfire between the location's two Totems. A veteran of such an intense Trial was a good idea. Olivia made no mention of the Trial's specifics, keeping such from those who may be affected by hearing of it, and nodded.

The sixth Pokemon interested far more for being the weakest of Moon's team by far. A far from common catch in Brooklet Hill's environment, luck had played a clear part in Moon's obtaining of the Feebas. They were difficult Pokemon to raise, Olivia mentioned to Moon, who replied that Lana had told her the same, but also that they were incredible when evolved. Dexio and Sina, who Kahili was holding back from rushing Moon and her Pokemon, were discussing the natural challenge in evolving Feebas amongst themselves. Lillie, hearing the name of the Fish Pokemon's evolved form in their discussion, took steps away and hugged the bag containing Nebby closer to her chest.

A part of her hoped Moon didn't go through the effort to evolve that one.

So that was Moon's six. Olivia found herself stumped by those numbers, by what the best Grand Trial to help Moon go forward could be. Still, there was time to think. She'd do so. She doubted she'd have a thoughtless moment until Moon's Grand Trial was done. Alola was responsible for this incredible Trainer, and overwhelmed child, and Olivia would not do her wrong.

The Island Challenge, which fostered in Trainers a love for the Alola Region, would not betray Moon. This, Olivia swore.

Examination of Pokemon, discussion on raising tactics – Dexio and Sina insisting on giving their advice, which, admittedly, was impressively intelligent – and just generally managing everyone here quickly wore the day on from the early afternoon arrival of Kukui's boat, the deeper oranges of dusk now settling across the sky. Hau, who'd used a Z-Move in his Trial that morning, was fading but kept going by a combination of Mallow's cooking, the nap he'd taken earlier, and a general reserve of energy that was hard to beat. Still, he looked relieved when Olivia suggested they all head to the restaurant Hoku-Hoku Barbecue. An early meal for the group. Dexio and Sina, who simply invited themselves along with whatever caught their interest, followed after. Given they had, actually, helped today Olivia chose not to drive them off. Kahili still suggested it under her breath.

Olivia had booked out this restaurant for their group alone, allowing them to not only eat but have their Pokemon join the meal as well – the place ready to cater for both. Moon and Hau let their full teams feed, while the adults each contributed only one or two Pokemon to the mix. Firstly because their Pokemon were far larger and would cause no amount of trouble in bulk, and secondly to guard their full teams from one another. After all, Olivia, Kahili, Dexio, and Sina would all be taking part in the initial Pokemon League of Alola. They couldn't go showing their full hands to one another this far in advance, right?

Shortly after setting up, Professors Kukui and Burnet arrived. The two immediately headed for Moon and Hau.

“Alola!” Professor Burnet was a woman of white hair that curled upwards, the length of it tied into a ponytail while more hung in spirals by her cheeks. Her skin deeply tanned by Alola's light, she grinned with a wide smile, a rough head's height shorter than Kukui, a half head taller than Moon and Hau. Moon and Hau greeted her in return. “I've been looking forward to meeting you, Moon. And you again after so long, Hau, you look well!” With a happy expression she nudged Kukui with an elbow, who mock staggered at the impact. “Kukui's been hoarding you for far too long.”

“I outright lost them after they got to Akala!” Protesting, Kukui missed how terrible his statement was until his wife laughed at him. Moon, Hau, and Lillie all chuckled amongst themselves.

“Okay!” Rolling her shoulders, free of the labcoat she'd been wearing at work, now garbed in a grey tanktop and some simple black pants to relax in, Professor Burnet pulled out a chair and sat herself down halfway along the table, splitting the groups of Olivia, Kahili, Dexio, and Sina, from Moon, Lillie, and Hau. Kukui took opposite. “My husband's promised you'll be visiting my lab tomorrow, so make sure you do! There's some really exciting stuff happening at the moment that I'm looking forward to telling you about!” Thrilled by the prospect of 'really exciting stuff', Hau and Moon quickly agreed. Burnet tilted her head and gave Kukui a grin. He smiled back.

“Food!” Now satisfied everyone was here, Dexio and Sina got fully into the mood required for Alolan Barbecue, switching back into full tourist mode. With food served, the entire nine-strong group, plus their Pokemon partners, set into eating. Only after a solid while of that did conversation begin to emerge again. Olivia took the lead, looking Kukui's way.

“So how's recruitment for the Exhibition League going?” All eyes turned first to Olivia, then to the target of her question, as the topic hit exactly what everyone was interested in. The decision to host an Exhibition Tournament at the site of the Pokemon League, a showcasing of Alola's best Trainers meant to drum up interest in a full Pokemon League Tournament to be held in three year's time, was already capturing hearts and minds. Knowledge that the Captains and Kahuna of Alola would be taking part, as well as the legendary Kahili, already had everyone's interest. But as for the rest of the roster, still kept relatively secret...

“Well...” Kukui drew the word out, obviously putting on a show of debating how much he would tell, “I think it's going well. We've had a lot of external applications already.”

“Like us!” Sina raised a hand, taking a moment to swallow the meat she had been savouring. “Dexio and I got writ from the Kalos League! We're in!”

Kahili made a scoffing noise, drawing eyes. “Somehow.” Dexio and Sina both baulked at her dry barb.

“Hey!” Almost offended, able to recognise Kahili's style of humour only by having known her for the length of her time in Kalos, Dexio frowned. “We're both League Trainers you know! You remember us battling there don't you?”

“I remember eliminating you in the first round,” Kahili responded smoothly. Sina snorted hard, choking on her drink and requiring Dexio to pat her back. He looked a little put out.

“Besides them so far,” Kukui continued, saving Dexio from his roasting by the Flying-type expert, “Grimsley, from the Unova League, received invitation. He's been living on Ula'ula for a while anyway, and is popular with the locals there. He's a welcomed guest. And then last of the writ Trainers so far is...” pausing, Kukui noted Moon, Hau, and Lillie were watching him intently, interested as well. Kukui smiled to them. “Ryuki Oda.”

“Ryuki,” Olivia said the name, having heard from the Captains of their battle with him. She still found it hard to believe. More than a Dragon Tamer, a Dragon Master. He would be scary to fight.

She was very interested in doing so indeed.

“I looked him up,” Kukui continued, Kahili now also interested. “His writ is from the Hoenn League, he took part there, and was eliminated in the first round.” Noises of surprise were overridden by Kukui's continuation. “But it was by the one who became League Champion. And they said Ryuki was one of the hardest fights they had. So we don't actually know his full measure. A mystery man.”

“A mystery man with at least three incredibly strong Dragon Pokemon.” Kahili saying this helped fill Dexio and Sina, who didn't know Ryuki by name, in on just what this challenge would be. Each shared a look. A League-level Dragon Tamer was going to make things hard. The Alolan Exhibition League would draw all eyes from around the world. How could it not? Kahili continued. “And who even knows what else. I wouldn't be surprised if what he hasn't shown is far scarier than what he has. None of the three we know of can Mega Evolve, after all.”

“Mega Evolved Dragons?” A topic they were versed in, Dexio and Sina chimed in. “Bets? Does he have a Dragon that Mega Evolves, or a Pokemon that gains the Dragon-typing when it does?”

“Maybe a counter to his weakness?” Sina followed after Dexio. “Dragons have serious Fairy troubles, so maybe a strong Poison or Steel type?”

“That wouldn't be the Mega Evolution Pokemon though,” Dexio countered back, “it'd be something he can swap in and out reliably. Whatever he has that might Mega Evolve, it has to be a big-line hitter. It'll be his strongest Dragon. I'd bet on it. Maybe a Salamence? Or a Garchomp? Something like that.”

“Aside from Ryuki,” Kukui continued, taking control back over the conversation as Dexio and Sina discussed Mega Evolution strategy – which Moon had been listening to with absolute fascination – “while we've still got some open slots for other nominated Trainers, we haven't accepted any more yet. From within Alola, besides the Challenge completion bracket, it's Kahuna, Captains, and some major representatives like Kahili.”

“And yourself,” Kahili replied to Kukui, noting he'd been avoiding his inclusion in the list so far. “We both know you're a monster Trainer too.” Kukui gave a look like being described as such was a little unfair. Burnet voiced a 'she's right' shutting down his complaint.

“The other major representatives?” Still interested, Olivia asked. Kukui, who hadn't been planning on detailing the current lineup quite yet, found himself unable to sit on it any longer.

“The heads of the Pokemon Schooling System, Pokemon Rangers, and Dragon Tamers all agreed to take part,” he seemed genuinely pleased to announce that. Burnet whistled.

“Asuka, Jackson, and Pitaya are all competing? That's going to be rough. I feel bad for the Challenge Completers.”

“That's up to us!” Olivia knew this one, taking charge to show off a little. “The Kahuna of Alola will be nominating a number of Trainers who have recently completed their Island Challenges to take part.” Catching Moon and Hau looking at her, Olivia gave them a wink. “Maybe you two?” Each of them expressed interest in that. Although, even if they took part, they'd still be up against practically unbreakable walls. Better they make it to the proper League to follow. Even then, lighting the fire would at least drive their motivation. That, at least, Olivia could do.

“Man,” Dexio leaned back in his chair, impressed at the line-up presented, even if he didn't know the majority of it. It felt significant, y'know? “This's going to be rough. Almost scary, don't you think?”

“Pfft,” Sina, equally impressed by the amount of talent the Exhibition League would have on show, took refuge in mockery of her partner, “you can worry all you want, I'm going to win it!” Dexio laughed at that genuinely enough for Sina to get mad at him. The two bounced playful insults off of each other. Burnet waved at Kukui.

“Looking for major representatives,” she gave him a smile, “why haven't you gone to the Battle Royal? It'll be a disappointment for all his fans if the Masked Royal doesn't go on stage, don't you think?”

“Well...” Kukui drew out the word, not quite meeting his wife's eyes, “the Masked Royal is all about the Battle Royal format. The League is one-on-one battling, yeah?”

“Oh that's a shame,” Burnet's words dripped with mocking amusement, “I was looking forward to seeing my favourite Pokemon Trainer on the grand stage.” Kukui made a noise of offence at his wife's clear appreciation for the mystery Trainer of the Battle Royal. Olivia glanced between them, trying to figure out whether any part of the conversation they'd just had was genuine. They were smiling at one another quite unsubtly. She gave a sigh.

“It's our poor luck,” she caught Kahili's attention, quieter words for the other woman alone, “the only two single adults here.”

Kahili, who'd looked to Olivia in curiosity when addressed, paused for a moment. Held back her words. Then committed. “Well, not me exactly...”

Dexio, who had far better hearing than someone as constantly loud as he was should, immediately leaped to his feet and pointed in accusation. “I knew it!” His voice rung out across the restaurant, Kahili cringing at the attention, “I knew that the two of you were-” halfway through his words Dexio was pulled roughly back down into his chair by Sina, one of her hands over his mouth muffling whatever he'd been prepared to say. Olivia, now aware she was in fact the only single here, tried not to sulk.

“The League's going to be crazy!” Hau, who'd been consumed by thoughts of the Pokemon League and little else, ignored whatever outburst was coming from the adults as he, Moon, and Lillie spoke amongst themselves. “Moon, we've gotta get there! We've gotta see those Trainers first-hand!”

Moon agreed with a nod, intent on making it. The Exhibition League was in eight and a half months. In one and a half they'd completed four of the seven Trials of Alola, but they didn't just have to finish their Trials, they had to get strong enough to take part. It wasn't going to be easy. But she wanted to try. And Hau did too. Lillie, aware the two were planning on achieving something that should be impossible, nonetheless chose to believe in and support them. If they were going to try, she was going to cheer for them.

“And you'll cheer for us when we're there too, right?” Hau asked it with lights shining in his eyes, grinning wide to hear Lillie confirm. “And both of us if we're fighting each other too, okay?” Lillie paused, looking from Hau to Moon, who nodded. She nodded back.

“Then I'll cheer for you both.”

“Okay you are absolutely lying to my face right now.” Sina's loud voice broke their discussion, her attention focused directly on Olivia, who was trying her best to avoid it after voicing her complaint. Sina shook her head. “There is no way you're single without trying. No way at all.”

“It's true,” Olivia protested, “I've just never found someone interested-”

“And I'm telling you you're lying,” Sina cut off Olivia, refusing to buy it for a word. “You are a super-strong Trainer, big-name Kahuna community leader, and drop-dead gorgeous to boot. There isn't a person alive who wouldn't be lucky to get the time of day from you. If I weren't spoken for I would ask you out right here and now. You can't tell me you can't find someone. You can't!”

Olivia, very embarrassed by Sina's words, retreated a little. Dexio nudged Sina. “You should go for it anyway,” he gave his partner a grin, “she's a catch.” Sina wasted no time raising a hand to flick Dexio in the forehead. He swiped a hand at hers. She swiped back. In the space of five seconds they escalated to a mock slap-fight that Kahili, with a long-suffering sigh, stepped in to break up. You couldn't leave those two unattended for even a minute.

Otherwise they ran off and gave children Mega Stones. Right. She was still mad at them for that.

Olivia, hoping to avoid their attention for the rest of the night, found refuge in Professor Burnet starting a conversation about how the role of Kahuna was treating her. Olivia enjoyed that discussion far more.

More conversations flowed. The evening wore on. And, well feasted, the group broke and each moved to where they'd spend the night. For the darkness to pass and the sun to rise once again.

For the next day to dawn.

The Dimensional Research Laboratory was the home territory of Professor Burnet, who had, over the past few months, spent more nights there than at home with her husband and Lillie. With the focus of her research currently encroaching upon the world, Burnet had spent long days and nights mapping the flow of space across Alola, preparing every bit of information she could in collaboration with the Aether Foundation's significant resources. Still, the lab was hers. Her work was still hers.

She was very excited to share it.

A three-storey affair, the first floor of the lab held a reception area that greeted Hau and Moon as they were signed in by Kukui – who'd come to collect them from the Pokemon Center that morning. The lift within it Kukui took command over, skipping the second floor to bring the two to the third, where his wife was working. The lift doors opening, noise quickly filled Moon and Hau's ears, a large number of scientists working hard at the terminals throughout the room. Kukui smiled at the sight, knowing his wife was the one behind it all.

He was genuinely so very proud of everything she'd done.

“Good morning!” Professor Burnet, with Lillie nearby, waved to Moon and Hau, who quickly moved to join the young blonde girl. Burnet smiled at the sight of the three standing together, Nebby floating in circles around their feet. That was good. Though four months ago now she'd first met Lillie and Nebby, called to collect the unconscious girl and exhausted Pokemon from the shores of Hau'oli City by the loud cry of Tapu Koko, it was only seeing her with Moon and Hau that Burnet could truly see Lillie happy. Like they were easing the burden she carried. Yes, she agreed with her husband. It was vital the three be allowed to stay together.

For each's sake the other two were just so incredibly important indeed.

“It's super busy!” Looking around, Hau observed the many people at work behind the computers, the giant screens on the walls displaying data he just couldn't parse. Burnet laughed.

“Yes it is!” She agreed. “That's part of what I wanted to tell you about today! For you see,” stepping back, Burnet gestured for the others to follow her, away from the main thoroughfare of her lab, “in Alola, there is a mysterious phenomenon known as the Ultra Wormhole!”

Lillie, having heard Burnet's outline of her work before, focused more on Moon and Hau's reactions. They both seemed very interested indeed.

“The Ultra Wormhole,” continuing, Burnet indicated a screen on the other side of a divider, her office separated from the rest of the lab, “is a dimensional rift connecting Alola to another world entirely. It surfaces at seeming random over the years, rarely being seen or interacted with. But, when it does, there is the chance for something to emerge. Something incredible!”

She was putting on a show for the two children, and Kukui smiled to watch Burnet emoting for them. He loved her so very very much.

“From the Ultra Wormhole come mysterious creatures stronger than any normal Pokemon!” Burnet held up her hands, posing as a scary monster to a child, “we call them Ultra Beasts, and we still know so little about them! Legends say the Guardian Deities of Alola fight the Ultra Beasts wherever they appear, but we've never seen such occur. Now though, with the developments here in my lab, we've begun tracking the Ultra Wormhole itself! And when it next opens, we'll catch it and see what happens! It's very very exciting for us.”

“That's so cool!” Hau, who only half got the concepts Burnet was explaining, locked on to the existence of Ultra Beasts. “I want to meet an Ultra Beast!”

“Well be careful if you do,” Burnet laughed lightly, “they're meant to be incredibly strong! So strong that they're difficult for even the Tapu to fight! So keep that in mind!” Hau nodded, now somewhat awed at the thought of creatures that could compete with the Tapu. Burnet smiled at the fascination Moon and Hau were showing. She held up a finger. “We believe the Ultra Wormhole will appear soon, that's part of what my husband and I were working on yesterday. When it does, I'm sure it will be news all of Alola hears about! Please look forward to it!” Hau and Moon both nodded, smiling as well. That was so exciting! Kukui stepped forward.

“Alright,” clapping his hands together, he moved on to the other half of the reason he'd brought these two here, “now there's something else special to do here in this lab – which could be very useful for you both! Tell me, have either of you ever heard of Mental Patterns?”

At Kukui's question, Moon and Hau both shook their heads. Burnet smiled. It was probably time to satisfy Juniper's interest and stop the escalatingly playful yet threatening emails and calls she'd been sending.

“Mental Patterns are a recent study to do with Trainer's Bonds,” Kukui's opening description immediately had Moon and Hau at attention, each absolutely willing to hear every word he had. He grinned. “It's a special image which indicates how well you can form Bonds with certain Types of Pokemon,” Kukui summarised the complex study, skipping over the long backlog of brain mapping involved as part of it. “Everyone's Mental Pattern is unique, a seemingly random mix of lines drawn together, but here's the really cool part: Pokemon have Mental Patterns too, and all Pokemon of the same Type have similar Mental Patterns!” That was a meaty topic to consider, a little too much for Moon and Hau to grasp besides acknowledging it as being very cool indeed. Kukui and Burnet had spent an entire week in Unova with Professor Juniper and Doctor Fennel, Burnet's college friends, just talking about this after the study conducted by them with Professor Oak of Kanto had been published. Kukui's head still spun when thinking about it. It was a lot.

“So the thing is,” Kukui continued, leading back to what would really entice the two, “have you ever noticed some Trainers have certain Types of Pokemon they favour? Keep teams of mostly that Type?” The two children nodded. “That's not a random thing, it's actually to do with their Mental Patterns! You see, the closer a Trainer's Pattern is to that of a Pokemon's, the easier it is for a Trainer to build and support a Bond with that Pokemon! So because of that, Trainers similar to a certain Type have an easier time raising Pokemon of that Type! It helps Trainers find a way to go further, since they can support more strong Pokemon of that Type than any other! That's how it works!”

Hau was riveted. A Type specialisation, that might be just what he needed to keep up! He had to know. “Professor Kukui! How do we get our Mental Patterns!?”

Kukui grinned. “We can do that here!” His announcement had Hau cheer. “Professor Burnet has a Mental Pattern Scanner installed in the building. Moon, Hau, would you like to find out what your Mental Patterns are?”

Moon was silent, Lillie looking at her. Each knew, in the forefront of their mind, that Moon was different to every norm there was. What would her Pattern be? She almost didn't want to know. Hau turned to her with a grin. “Moon! Let's find out our Mental Patterns!”

Moon smiled back, nodded, and agreed.

The Mental Pattern Scanner was on the second floor of the lab, which Burnet led her husband and the three children down to. “It's a one at a time deal,” she spoke as she got behind the computer that managed it, “and it can take a few minutes too.” Immediately as she said that, Hau turned to Moon with a fist held out. Moon understood in an instant and raised her own.

This time she very definitely absolutely had to – Hau played rock and immediately beat her. Moon stared at her hand blankly while her fellow Trial-goer whooped and stepped forward, helped by Kukui to sit down as a visor was placed over his face. Lillie patted Moon on the shoulder.

Minutes passed idly, Hau talking about nothing while looking into the visor that showed nothing to his eyes. Burnet's own watched the screen she was at, seeing the data coming in from the device around Hau's head. Moon and Lillie kept him company, talking about the upcoming journey Moon and Hau would make to Konikoni City, and how Lillie would meet them there with Professor Kukui and Kahili, travelling around Akala by boat once more.

Then the scan was done and Kukui lifted the visor from Hau's face. He bounded back to his feet. Burnet spun around a monitor, showing two Patterns, side-by-side. Then hit a key and showed an overlay of the pair – a fairly close alignment. Kukui nodded.

“Looks like you've got a bias to the Psychic-type of Pokemon, Hau!” Hau cheered, unsure of specifically what that meant beyond he needed to get some Psychic-type Pokemon asap. Kukui considered. Thinking about it, that was what he would have guessed anyway. Hau had a natural talent for reading others, and had recognised Moon that one time without a missed beat. It may be that, much like many Psychic-biased Trainers, he had an ability all of his own.

He really was going to be one of Alola's greatest Trainers, no doubts about it. Kukui turned his eyes to Moon. She looked back. He nodded. “Are you ready?”

Moon didn't answer that verbally, only by sitting down in the chair and consenting for the visor to be placed over her head to begin the scan. Conversation of Hau interrogating Rotom-dex about Psychic-type Pokemon in Alola filled the room, Moon staying silent during that time. Burnet, watching the screen, saw data coming in. They were definitely going to get a Pattern from this. Juniper would be so pleased. Very good.

It took longer, five minutes to Hau's three, for Moon's Pattern to complete. Burnet, waiting eagerly to see it, immediately frowned upon its loading. Hang on. “Kukui.” Her husband walked around, saw the screen, and frowned too, Hau and Lillie both catching their expressions. Moon was still sitting in the chair, yet to be told she could take the visor off and stand back up. Muttering from the two Professors considering the data-set followed, before deciding on modifying some of the scan settings. Kukui looked back up with a rueful expression.

“Sorry Moon.” She frowned now too, turning her head to look in the direction of his voice, unable to see with the visor on her face. “Could you sit for a second scan? It looks like this one didn't work right.” Immediately the thought there was something strange about her Mental Pattern weighed on Moon. But she didn't say anything and didn't move. Kukui nodded to Burnet. She started the scan again.

Taking longer this time, Hau reached a breaking point, Rotom-dex exhausted for topics to discuss. He stepped over to Moon. “Hey Moon,” she raised her head, aware he was before her, “I'm going to go ahead, okay? I'll meet you on the path to Konikoni, yeah? I know you'll catch up, right?” Moon nodded, Kukui stepping over quickly to make sure the visor stayed put. Hau grinned, waved, then set out. Lillie stayed behind.

And after a few more minutes, the scan concluded, and the same result occurred. Burnet shook her head. “I think the calibration is wrong,” she stood up, gesturing for Kukui to lift the visor from Moon's head, “sorry Moon, I was looking forward to showing you your Pattern, but it's a delicate process. We can try again another time, I don't want to keep you any longer.”

Moon stood up, stretching after sitting for a while, before giving Kukui and Burnet a long and intent look. Neither showed anything. Kukui stepped over to Lillie. “Hey Lillie, are you okay to see Moon out?”

“Oh,” Lillie paused, then nodded, “yes of course. Moon?” And holding out her hand, Lillie felt Moon take it and consent to be led to the lift. Looked back one last time to the husband and wife Professors. They waved to her, showing nothing at all. Then the lift doors closed behind her.

Kukui immediately sat down at the computer.

“This data...” he was scrolling it, eyes flicking over the values, “this is all definitely accurate.”

“It is,” his wife confirmed, “that Pattern is what it is. One-hundred percent.”

The two paused. Kukui looked up at Burnet. She turned.

“I'll call Juniper.”

A small purple Pokemon floated over the rooftops of Heahea City. It had been so long now, so many fallings of the bright light and risings of the soft one since it had seen the light that called to it. The one that was strong, warm, and safe. It had lost that light and was searching for it, but could not find it, not in the town in the trees or the city of metal. It had spent so long searching, every nook and cranny, that it had ended up on a boat, a ferry between islands, carried from Melemele to Akala.

Unaware of the difference in location, it had continued its search unabated. Searching for the one with the light.

And, today, it found her.

Success! Victory! With great joy the purple Pokemon rushed from the sky, down towards the one it had been looking for. At last. At last! At last it had finally- the world went dark.

In the absolute darkness, all light gone, Lillie and Moon emerging from the Dimensional Research Lab only to experience the same thing they had almost six weeks ago when stepping out from Professor Kukui's own lab, a piercing screech of absolute fear sounded out. Unable to see a thing, no light at all, the sun disappeared from the sky, Lillie screamed in response, clutching onto Moon's arm, the purple Pokemon fleeing in a singular direction from the hungry dark. Escape. Escape!

The light lost again.

Moon stared up into the darkness.

There was something there, not light, but colour, roaming through the sky. She didn't know what it was, the jagged triangles of every different colour moving together. But she felt when it stopped. She felt when it turned. And she was sure, without a doubt in her mind, that it was looking directly at her.

She stared back.

The darkness vanished, and the sun stared Moon down.

She flinched and cried out, raising an arm to cover her eyes, Lillie immediately letting go of her arm after the darkness faded, natural light returned to the world again. Hearing Moon's cry she guided her out of the light, into the shade under a nearby awning, without any idea of what had just occurred. What that unnatural darkness or the scream within it had been. Something scary though. Something wrong.

She was sure of that.

And in the Dimensional Research Lab behind them the third floor was alight with yelling, the scientists within blindsided by the sudden appearance of the Ultra Wormhole just overhead, gone again before they could do a thing. And in the floor below, the only two within it, Kukui stared at the monitor as Burnet spoke on the phone she carried.

“Yes,” Kukui didn't hear the voice on the other side, but knew it was Professor Juniper all the same. His wife continued to speak. “I know. Yes. No. Yes.”

She was pacing around the room, building up to it. Still struggling with what it could mean. So was he.

“We have it, yes.” Moving back towards her husband, Burnet moved to explain. “But no, there's no point sending it to you.”

This time Kukui heard Juniper's voice from the phone, extremely indignant in response to Burnet's words, demanding an explanation, a possible reason to not send her the Mental Pattern of Moon. Burnet breathed out a sigh. “Well,” stepping over a bundle of cables, she took position behind her husband, joining him in staring at the screen of pitch.

“...it's black.”

Chapter Text

The southern region of Akala exists almost disparate to the rest of the island proper, connected by a small bridge of land and three paths from Heahea City alone. The first of these paths is by water, the docks of Heahea and Konikoni, southern city of Akala, frequently travelled between by residents of the island. The second is by road, a curving stretch that loops around the south-eastern coast of the island, kept below the cliffs upon which Memorial Hill and the Ruins of Life are built.

The third, and most direct, is also the slowest – travelled on foot alone. First follow alongside the road going south from Heahea City, and when it forks left continue upon the walking path further still. From there you will come to an opening into the mountainous terrain of Akala's southernmost tip: the beginnings of the Diglett's Tunnel. A passageway dug out by the Mole Pokemon over the course of Alola's history, today the Diglett's Tunnel is a space shared thrice-over. First by the Pokemon that live within the cavernous system dug through the southern mountains of Akala. Second by the workers expanding mines, carefully done so to avoid disturbing any life within the region.

Third by those taking the path – whether they be Island Challengers tasked to walk Alola and experience the fullness of its measure; hikers who enjoy the vast trails of the region; or simply those who felt like putting themselves to the test. It is this path that, roughly ten minutes ago, Hau entered on his Island Challenge. And it is this path now that Moon joins him on.

In comparison to the Dividing Peak Tunnel it was a far more natural affair – a rock and stone path, no asphalt in sight. Apparently other entrances further along the southern road allowed mining vehicles entry and exit, but those paths were dug to have the minimal possible impact. Even in mining the earth those of Alola took great care to reduce any damage they might do. Such was the spirit of this land. Yet in comparison again to the tunnels Moon had stumbled into in the north of Melemele – still sometimes thoughts haunting her mind of wandering the darkness only hoping the sound she was following would show her the way – this passage was made to be walked. It reminded Moon somewhat of Ten Carat Hill, all the way down to the mining set-up as part of it, but somehow even more welcoming. This was also a part of the Island Challenge, she supposed. The Kahuna and Captains must make sure it was well maintained.

She wondered if Z-Rings and Z-Crystals were mined here too.

Beyond the Diglett's Tunnel was a short walk to the entrance of Konikoni City, southern point of Akala Island, home territory of Kahuna Olivia. Olivia had told Hau and Moon the night before that this would be the next part of their Island Challenge: to make their way through these tunnels to the awaiting southern city. It was a long walk, and would take a good portion of their day, but give them a new vision of Alola compared to all the paths that had come before. Alola was beautiful under the sun and moon's light, but even in the darkened underground there could be found the spirit of this place too. Olivia had wondered whether they would. She was looking forward to seeing them on the other side.

Moon thought about this as she walked, following the well-defined path. Sometimes it led through tunnels with lights built into their side. Sometimes out over ravines, high fencing erected alongside paths to ensure safety as best could be. Moon looked off into the distance and saw mining machinery at rest, no workers out today. The Diglett's Tunnel was quiet. Some Zubat, flying overhead. Some Diglett themselves, their cries heard in the distance, though not yet encountered on the path proper. Moon considered whether she would catch one, but decided not to go out of her way to do so. If one crossed her path perhaps. Only then.

Thinking about catching Pokemon led Moon to pause her thoughts, though her onwards march never slowed. Walking with her was her Eevee – one Pokemon kept out whenever on her own now – though while the Evolution Pokemon seemed to enjoy stretching its legs, it still stayed close to her. She smiled at it whenever it chirped at her. But spent the rest of her time in thought.

Z-Moves, of which she could perform many. Trainer's Bonds, of which she could support any. The connections which did not fade at a distance like they should, the Bonds between her and those at the Poke Pelago still able to be felt. It had been a while since Moon had returned there, not since encountering Lana during the Wela Volcano Trial. She wanted to go back. To see the Pokemon she'd caught. Those she felt bound to. Connections that should be impossible.

Her initial motivation had been such a simple thing: to catch because she could. To see a Pokemon and desire to travel with it – to know it was not a difficult thing to do – she'd reached out so greedily at first. Only when realising the rate it slowed their growth, so little time able to be given to each, did Moon feel the pinch. The Poke Pelago had resolved that, and now Moon felt free to catch with abandon, except for that was a strange thing that apparently only she could do.

Had Professor Kukui and his wife lied to her? Was there something strange, something wrong with her Mental Pattern? With her? Moon tugged at the sleeve of her clothing, the green blouse Mallow had given her. She raised a hand and patted at her caramel blonde hair, forcefully enough to wince at the impact. She still didn't see herself in mirrors. It had been the best way to avoid the attention of people fascinated by her, to do her Island Challenge in peace, but even still she hated it. And it had only amounted to so very little indeed. She'd still needed to be bundled about by the Captains, escorted off of the familiar paths. Still been given strange looks by Trainers she met in battle – this young child seemingly too strong. A disguise so she could do her Island Challenge? Had it even worked?

The good in her journey, in that she could bond with any Pokemon, in that she was strong enough to keep up with Hau on his Island Challenge – Hau who was so skilled and kept going no matter what – was balanced precariously against what she had to do to remain this way. To shoulder the weight of her own gift forced upon her by whatever factors had led to it. Destiny or fate, or just coincidence, she didn't know.

She still didn't know if she'd rather have this or not.

Warm fur brushed against her face, the weight of her Eevee upon her shoulder, the Pokemon giving soft calls to its Trainer, feeling her heavy swirling thoughts. Moon pushed her face against it and whispered quiet words of thanks. No matter what, as long as she had her Pokemon beside her... then it would be okay. Things would be okay. Believing that, she kept moving forward.

Walking the path ahead.

“Oh, young miss!” A voice called out from before her, Moon coming to a stop as a white-clad figure barring the way came into view. The woman was wearing the symbol of the Aether Foundation, the same symbol as the one upon Moon's Ride Pager, another mystery she still didn't understand. Lana had asked Moon if she'd be willing to trade the pager for another, but that time of offer had never come, leaving Moon unsure what to make of it. She'd chosen not to ask any further. Ideally, she'd want nothing to change. For the Poke Pelago to continue as it was – a little place she could rest and be apart from it all. That was her wish. The Aether Foundation worker approached with hands raised.

“It's dangerous to go ahead,” the woman turned, waving an arm to indicate the way forward, “Team Skull have been sighted in the tunnels causing a ruckus – apparently they've riled up the local Pokemon.” Moon frowned, displeased to hear the name. The woman nodded in agreement.

“You're right,” she read Moon's expression with ease, “they're terrible – no good pointless thugs who just cause trouble for their own amusement. But it is dangerous for people right now, especially young Trainers. I see you have a Pokemon, but it's still better not to-”

Moon gave her name and watched the woman's expression change. This was the first time she'd done such, used who she was as a weapon. She wasn't some random young Trainer, she was Moon who had six Pokemon and could use Z-Moves without limit. The Aether member looked at her blankly. Moon began to continue on her way.

“Ah, wait!” The woman sounded shaken, surprised to discover the young girl before her was the mysterious Trainer Moon, talk of the entire world. She shook her head. “Even with strong Pokemon, should the wild Pokemon ahead damage any of the tunnels, there is the real possibility of a cave-in or collapse. It really would be better if you waited here until we're notified that-” Moon asked of Hau, cutting through the words of the one before her. Hau had gone ahead of Moon, and she had yet to catch up with him. Had he been let through? The woman sighed, shoulders sagging. Spoke in a weaker voice. “Of course I told him the same, but I needed to stay stationed here to warn any travellers and he just- please wait!” Moon, who'd begun walking again, looked back, annoyed. She was falling behind. She would not fall behind.

“Look,” the woman took a step forward only to receive a hissing warning from the Eevee upon Moon's shoulder, the Pokemon picking up the feelings of Moon's stress at being held in place. She stopped. “There is danger ahead, please at least be careful. There are other Aether members on the other side of the disturbance, I'll let them know you're coming through so if you don't we'll come looking for you. Just, please be careful, okay?” She looked almost on the verge of tears, unable to stop either of the two headstrong young children who'd brushed by her. Moon at least reassured her she'd be careful.

But she was still going.

And further into the darkness she went.

Further ahead the wild Pokemon of this Diglett's Tunnel did indeed grow more aggressive. Contrary to before wild Diglett now approached Moon directly, looking for a clash. But her Pokemon were all stronger and Moon pushed back each challenger with ease. Scratches and gouges in the path along walls and floor, some purple liquid still spread about – the appearance of poison-based attacks – told Moon the tale. Team Skull had walked this path with their own Pokemon, attacked the area wildly, and kept moving. A level of wanton destruction that only annoyed her further. From the second time she'd ever met Team Skull she'd held a grudge against them. And not once in future meetings had they eased that. Not when crossing her in Verdant Cavern. Not when messing with the Totem in Brooklet Hill. Not when blocking the path to Royal Avenue. As far as Moon was concerned, any encounter with Team Skull was one they needed to be sent packing from as soon as someone could.

Should she cross them she fully intended to be the one to do so.

Yet the rate of progress was the same. As Moon walked forward, through the tunnels, over the canyons, rarely out through light-dappled valleys between the southern mountains, the overhead midday sun beaming down upon her, all she encountered were wild Pokemon incensed. Hau, who'd gone ahead of her, and Team Skull, causing trouble, were nowhere to be found. It was just Pokemon. Some Moon battled. Some she caught. But mostly just silence. One who enjoyed peace and quiet often, Moon found this environment terrible for it. She hoped for something, anything, ahead.

Kahuna Olivia had tasked her and Hau to find beauty in this underground region of Alola, but Moon, her head full of thoughts, was having difficulty in doing so. She didn't enjoy the underground at all, she decided. Would rather just be out on the other side.

Kept on walking ahead.

“Ugh.” The sound of frustration reaching her ears drove Moon's footsteps to increase, approaching the one who'd made the noise. As soon as he came within range Moon slowed, her expression changing to stare coldly at the Team Skull Grunt lying against the tunnel wall. He looked up at the sound of her footfalls, began to stand up, then just gave up and sat back down. Waved her on. “I already got beat,” he looked the other way, not meeting eyes with the young girl who felt so intimidating. “Get going. We were just having some fun I don't see why people gotta take it so seriously.”

Moon walked past, not slowing her pace or looking down at the man. Eevee, on her shoulder, watched him as Moon walked on. Made sure he didn't rise again. He didn't.

It was now that Moon began to witness others. Three more members of Team Skull, each unwilling to fight, each claiming to have been beaten by a young Trainer going on ahead. Feeling no doubt at all that it was Hau who had done such, Moon moved faster still, doing her best to catch up. If Hau was battling people he'd be slowing down. She might be able to catch up to him. And she did. Just in time.

“A two against one?” The voice of the Team Skull member, a girl this time, set Moon racing up slopes and stairs, moving to join the group at the top of the rise she'd come to. “Cocky, ain'tcha?”

“It's been going well so far!” Hau's chipper voice made Moon smile, hearing him talking down to Team Skull as he was, “I think I'll be fine!”

“Yeah well,” as Moon reached the top of the rise she saw the group before her, two Team Skull members staring Hau down, his back to her. The girl, who'd been raising a Pokeball, paused seeing the new Trainer approaching from behind. She huffed. “Are you serious, does anyone else want to get in our way? Anyone?” Hau turned around at the exclamation. A wide grin crossed his face.

“Aue! Moon!” He clapped, Moon smiling at him as she made her way to his side, “I knew you'd catch up!” Moon nodded and instructed her Eevee to jump down from her shoulder, Hau grabbing a Pokeball of his own. Each turned to face the two Team Skull Grunts before them. The girl was staring at Moon.

“Hang on,” she was dressed the same as any of Team Skull's pack, a skull-motif beanie, bandanna over her mouth, silver pendant around neck and black and white clothing besides. Her hair, vibrant pink, made Moon pause. Was that... “hey I know you! You're the one from Brooklet Hill!”

Moon nodded. She knew this Team Skull member too. She and another – not the one she was with now, his body shape was different – had caused trouble for the Totem and soaked the entire place, her included, with water. The girl laughed. “Yep,” throwing the Pokeball she was holding up and then catching it again, she held it forward, “that was great. Alright! I'm into this! Let's go!”

With a delightful whoop she released the Pokemon within the ball, the red light containing it resolving into a small shape on the ground before her. The Pokemon clicked aggressively at the pair in front of it. The other Team Skull member slapped a palm against his face.

“Riley come on!” She turned to his exclamation with an annoyed look, staring him down as he stared her back. “Are you serious? Come on!”

“You got a problem?” She snapped back loudly, Hau tapping Moon on the shoulder and raising his own Pokeball with a nod, one she answered with her own. “You gonna complain? Gonna go tell the boss about how you think my super cool Bug Pokemon sucks and I shouldn't be using it? You think he's gonna like hearing that outta you? Huh? She needs training, yo, this is a good chance! They're just kids!”

A flash of red light from the green coloured Friend Ball Hau used released his Wimpod to face down its opponent, clicking sounds coming from each of the Bug Pokemon now escalating. Riley turned back from her argument to stare at the pair of Wimpod now before her. Looked up at Hau with wide eyes.

“That some kinda joke?” She took a step forward, menace in her tone, “making fun of me? Think you've got what it takes to beat me with the exact same Pokemon? I had to go out of my way and nearly get blown out into the ocean to catch that girl, she's not gonna lose to your jerk no way no how!”

“I had to work hard too y'know!” Hau's tone was still relaxed and friendly, “And he needs to get stronger too! So let's see who's done better so far!”

“Tch,” with a jerk of her head Riley settled into a battle-ready state. “Alright then Wimpod! Go get em!”

“Right back at ya! Don't back down Wimpod!”

The two Bug Pokemon wasted no more time, following their Trainers' orders and rapidly scuttling towards each other. The grand pile-up of the two butting heads, beginning to scramble up one another as their legs grabbed purchase, and then falling over and starting to roll around as they sought dominance over the struggle, was made all the more thrilling by Hau and Riley's non-stop commands and encouragements. The two bug pile was truly the ultimate battle. Incredible.

The other Team Skull member rolled his eyes.

“Alright,” stepping away from Riley's Super-Hype Bug Battle (tm), he waved for Moon's attention, “let's have an actual Pokemon Battle that means something while those idiots do their thing.” Moon frowned deeply, displeased to hear Hau called such. The Team Skull member didn't care. “He called you Moon, yeah?” She paused, steps now still. He caught her stopping. “Yeah, you're that super broken Trainer then, whatever.” A Pokeball in hand, he opened it to reveal a Salandit, Moon commanding her Eevee to go forward. The man, a teen only a few years older than Moon, really, sighed and shrugged. “Just cause you've got some crazy superpower don't go looking down on us, aight? Team Skull ain't pushovers! Go and act all high and mighty but try and stop us and you'll see what-” cutting through his speech, Moon completed the Z-Pose for the Normalium-Z. A blur of movement that was her Eevee streaked across the tunnel and slammed into the Toxic Lizard Pokemon. Thrown by the incredible force it hit a wall and slumped down it. Moon lowered her arms.

In the silence, Riley and Hau's encouragement for their respective Wimpods echoed out. The Team Skull Grunt made a noise best described as choked. Moon stared him down.

“Hey...” he raised a hand, before letting it fall limply again, “that was a bit much, wasn't it?” Moon turned away from him and walked back over to watch Hau.

The two Wimpod were continuing to roll over one another, a battle which the intensity of was only matched by the ridiculously low stakes. Really it was difficult to tell there was even a fight at all, it was just the two Wimpod refusing to let one another go. For how tame the fight appeared, Hau and Riley were continuing to be as psyched up about it as they could be, cheering and supporting their Pokemon with unending passion. Moon got the feeling the real battle was between the two Trainers instead of their Pokemon.

But eventually it came to an end, the two Bug Pokemon breaking apart and one slinking off while the other clicked victoriously. Riley, with a dagger stare at Hau, bent down and picked her Turn Tail Pokemon up. “Don't think this is over!” She pointed at Hau with a determined expression, “There'll be a rematch! You'll get yours! Don't forget! Riley from Team Skull's gonna getcha! I'm gonna!”

“Okay!” Hau waved as Riley grabbed the very dejected other Team Skull member and dragged him off down the path Moon and Hau had climbed, “I'm looking forward to it! See you then!” Moon smiled at Hau as he lowered his arm again, the two Team Skull members gone. That had been enjoyable. Gotten some of the stress out. Hau grinned back at her. Palm met palm and then each shook their hand from the impact again, the pain of the intense high-five as much a part of the ritual as the high-five itself. But they laughed and were happy with it. Hau pointed forward.

“Okay Moon!” She nodded as he took the lead, “To Konikoni City!”

Not ten minutes beyond the battle-site with the Team Skull Grunts, two members of the Aether Foundation jumped to see Moon and Hau approaching. Quickly ran up to them to make sure everything was okay, relieved as could be to hear Team Skull had all been beaten and were slinking off again. One of the two looked at Moon.

“I was told the two of you were coming through,” she tilted her head, a curious expression one Moon didn't find herself enjoying. “Team Skull aren't nearly as tough as they pretend to be, but being able to battle them is still really admirable. The two of you, you really are all that, huh?” Moon gave no answer, Hau intercepting to say that as long as people and Pokemon work together, Team Skull couldn't do a thing. The Aether members chuckled at his declaration, then waved the two on. They'd head through the tunnels now to make sure everything was okay.

As Moon and Hau walked away, the echoing voices of the two adults carried Moon's name to their ears time and time again.

From mid-morning to mid-afternoon, the venture through the Diglett's Tunnel had taken the two youths the hottest hours of the day. Yet the caves they'd travelled through were cool enough that even emerging into the afternoon light they still immediately felt it. Hau wiped a brow. “Hooo-eee,” he loudly announced the heat, staring down the path from the tunnel's exit, the city of Konikoni arrayed below them, “it's a hot one, huh Moon?”

Moon, Kanto born and raised, was used to far less intense warmth and humidity than this. She wiped her brow far more genuinely than Hau had. He waved a hand to blow a cool breeze against her face. Moon leaned into it with eyes closed and a smile. “Stay strong, Moon, just a little further to go!” She nodded and followed after, every now and again the two taking a breeze break to wave hands at one another and create a little gust of wind. And down from the path, down from the high mountains of Akala's south they'd travelled through, the two Island Challengers entered the southern-most residence of Akala.

Konikoni, City of Sea Breezes.

Konikoni was a long city, curving around the south-western coast of Akala's southern stretch, claiming every inch of sea-level terrain it could. As soon as one was beyond the boundaries of the city the land began to rise, quickly spiralling up into hills and mountains that afforded so much less room to live. The coastal road that looped around this southern region, built against the cliffs and over the sea, served as one of two main lines of connection between Konikoni and the rest of Akala, the other being by sea. In comparison to the road journey, a quick boat ride between the northern docks of Konikoni and western docks of Heahea was by far the fastest way to get around. Because of that, in Konikoni it was far more likely for a resident to own a boat than a car, the signature main road running through the city instead densely populated with people, housing, and shops. A great red paifang built across the entrance of the city served as its gate and greeted Hau and Moon as they approached it.

Standing just beyond that entrance, Kahuna Olivia waited with a smile.

“Allow me to be the one to welcome you both to Konikoni City!” Olivia didn't miss for a second the state of Hau and Moon, each clearly burned down by their journey. While Hau was a natural font of energy, and Moon had never even once displayed effects from maintaining her many Pokemon, each of these two children still reached exhaustion points after a solid day's travel. Olivia waved them to follow her.

“The Pokemon Center is just ahead – you'll be able to clean up there, and the restaurant owned by Mallow's family is nearby – a great place to eat. Let's get the two of you some rest and relaxation, shall we?” Each of the children were immediately agreeable to that proposal. Olivia led them along.

“For as often as I'm required to travel all over Akala, and at times Alola as well, Konikoni City will always be where my heart remains. This city is a beautiful and welcoming place, and I hope that for the time you spend here, you're each able to appreciate it.” Looking back, Olivia saw the two following but only half-listening. They looked tired. She smiled. It was cute.

Being Island Challengers, Moon and Hau had no problem claiming rooms at the Pokemon Center of Konikoni, taking a while to relax and change clothes after their walk. While Hau's look remained mostly the same – the only real difference being that the shirt he was wearing now was Masked Royal branded, clearly purchased at the Battle Royal – Moon had switched from the green blouse she'd been wearing to the sea-blue shirt she'd had when first meeting Olivia on the docks of Heahea, a mere nineteen days before. That span of time, to complete Akala's three Trials within it... it was now thinking of it that Olivia was truly hit by the gifts Moon and Hau possessed. Their Pokemon had grown at exceptional speed, and the two young Trainers had maintained calm, focus, and ability to command those Pokemon in harsher and harsher battling environments. Their growth rates were, truly, absurd.

Once more Olivia reinforced her awareness that the tests she would level against them in their Grand Trials must be the best possible choices to help them continue on.

“Hungry?” Both children nodded quickly in response to Olivia's question, clearly in need of a good meal after their journey. With a smile Olivia led them on from the Pokemon Center, Aina's Kitchen awaiting. “I'm sure Captain Mallow would have wanted to cook for you in her home herself, but she's been busy. With the Pokemon League upcoming, many Trainers have been redoubling their efforts to pass the Island Challenge. All of the Captains have been busier and busier of late.” Moon and Hau nodded, following Olivia along the main road of Konikoni. “Still,” ever smiling, Olivia indicated the restaurant ahead, “she's not the only cook in her family – and they're all the type to love to share their work. Go ahead.” Waved on, the two youths moved to the door. Olivia smiled as she watched them go. Then followed a moment after.

“Hey there you two! Good work making it here, yeah! Come on, we've already ordered!”

The voice of Professor Kukui drew Moon and Hau's eyes as soon as they were in the restaurant, seeing him seated with Kahili and Lillie at a table within. Both immediately moved to join the others. Lillie happily greeted them both.

“I'm sure you're hungry,” she looked up to see a member of the staff approaching with the first plates of food, timed for the arrival of the two Island Challengers, “it's been a busy day.” The nod of answer from each only lasted as long as it took them to get started on their food, Lillie smiling to see the two digging in. They were so similar like this. Energetic, always moving forward. She enjoyed that so much. Just being around them, the world felt more alive to her. Like there were people in it that she could be happy with. It was times like this that she knew she'd made the right choices to have been brought to this point. She was sure of it.

Kukui smiled seeing Lillie's own, before turning his attention upon other thoughts. Curious eyes had remained on him and Kahili since their arrival in Konikoni earlier that day, both of them well-known individuals – Kukui being the region's head Pokemon Professor, and Kahili one of Alola's favourite Pokemon Trainers. Here, in this restaurant, those who'd kept a passive eye on them, interested in what they'd do, noted the two children to join them. Two dark-skinned youths, the boy with a crop of black hair stuck up at the back just so, the girl with two caramel blonde braids hanging to her shoulders. Appearance-wise, Moon only somewhat resembled the girl from the Grand Trial video, but the company she was keeping was more than enough to allow most to make a quick realisation. Ah. So that was Moon.

Spotting those looks being given to the group, nudging Kahili and pointing them out to her so the pair could stare back at those curious until they looked away, was the first thing to occur to Kukui, Moon and Hau too busy with their food to notice at all, but soon enough it faded to something else entirely. Looking back down at Moon happily eating, Kukui thought of what he'd seen just that very morning. He still didn't know what to make of it.

A black Mental Pattern. What did it mean? Neither he, his wife Burnet, nor professor Juniper could tell. Mental Patterns were black on white, a series of lines and shapes that meant nothing except in the context of other Mental Patterns, but even still it felt significant. It wasn't like you could point at a certain line in a Mental Pattern and say “ah this tells us this about this person”, nothing like that was the case for them. They truly had no real meaning beyond being compared to others. But even still. For the scan of Moon to be such – what did it mean? Was the way she thought so different? The inside of her mind alien to anyone else? Kukui didn't think so, she acted far too much like a normal child – though admittedly a particularly quiet child shouldering quite the weight. He regretted his knee-jerk reaction, trying to convince Moon the scan simply hadn't worked. He'd felt like knowing her Pattern would only further push upon her feelings of otherness, but just saying the scan didn't work on her would do enough of that on its own. It had been a bad choice. He'd apologise, but at this point telling her he was trying to help her feel less strange would only make that worse too. He didn't know.

He seriously felt in over his head.

When the two children finally took a break from eating, the first dishes provided cleared, Kukui looked up to Kahuna Olivia, who'd quietly joined them at the table, giving the young ones time to focus on their food. “So it's your Grand Trial next, yeah?” Moon and Hau both looked up at Kukui, then over to Olivia, seeing her sitting nearby. She nodded in response.

“I am prepared to perform the Grand Trial once they are ready – all they need do is travel to the Ruins of Life to meet me there. Although, if possible I'd rather not face both in the same day.”

“I get that!” Kukui laughed as he said it, “they're each always going full force, I think they'd wear anyone out! And you want to be at your best for each, right?” Olivia nodded at that too. She did. Hau turned to Moon.

“Hey Moon,” raising a hand with a smile, he waited for her to do the same, “want to see which of us is going first?”

Moon paused on that, looking at Hau's hand, thinking deep. The Pokemon with her, she always felt like she was a step behind Hau in their strength. He'd be giving everything he had to the Grand Trial. She needed to be ready to do so too. A little more time to train then. She shook her head. He could go first. She'd go second. Hau looked at her in confusion for a time after her saying that. Then back to the Kahuna and Professor. Olivia nodded once more.

“Then Hau, if you would like to do your Grand Trial tomorrow, let me know and I will travel to the Ruins of Life to meet you there.”

“Right,” Hau glanced back at Moon, who reassured him, “then tomorrow!”

More food served. More silence for a time. Then Lillie spoke, eyes upon the Kahuna. Olivia looked back in interest.

“Umm, Kahuna Olivia,” Moon spoke the least of the trio, but Lillie was the quietest in addressing others, Olivia noted, “I was hoping to visit the Ruins of Life myself. So that Ne... so that Nebby can see them. Is that okay?”

“Hmm,” Olivia considered, looking over Lillie, “it's fine as long as you stick close to me, but you shouldn't be wandering around the Ruins on your own. And I'll be in one place looking after Hau and Moon when they're there.”

“Oh...” Lillie looked down for a moment, before looking back to Kukui. “Professor, do you think you-”

“Sorry Lillie,” Kukui hated to turn her down, but was forced to all the same, “Kahili and I have some meetings over the next few days, before we head on to Ula'ula Island. If you'd like though,” seeing her face fall, Kukui thought fast, “I could ask my wife if she'd be able to come by and take you out there. Would that be fine?” He asked that to Olivia as much as to Lillie. Olivia nodded.

“I know Burnet can handle herself, so if she's looking after Lillie that will be fine.” Lillie, thrilled to hear this, nodded with a smile.

“I understand!” She seemed very pleased to know Professor Burnet would be guiding her. Kukui appreciated that. He didn't know a whole lot about Lillie, really, but he hadn't missed at all how closely she'd bonded to his wife. It was nice.

He appreciated it.

In the wake of their meal the group were free to do as they wished within Konikoni, Olivia heading back to her own home. She'd need to check out her Evolutionary Stone stocks, and set some aside for Hau and Moon. One for Hau's Pikachu, and three each for both children's Eevees, should they wish to evolve them that way. Kukui and Kahili, who were ready to put the finishing touches on their presentation for the Alola Culture Council, set up in the Pokemon Center to work on that. Thus left to their own devices, Moon, Hau, and Lillie set to wander.

Each had their own thoughts and challenges they struggled with – for Moon her ability which turned the eyes of the world upon her; for Hau the upcoming Ula'ula Island, and the warnings he'd been given that he'd be unable to maintain his pace; and for Lillie her attempts to care for Nebby, and help find the Cosmog's way home. But together, as a trio, it was so easy to forget those worries. To just enjoy the presence of one another and relax.

And so they did and the day turned to night and the sea breeze of Konikoni cooled the city under the moon's light. The night passed. The sun rose. And the seventh week of Moon and Hau's Island Challenge began.

Chapter Text

Sina and Dexio appeared a few hours after Moon and Hau's arrival in Konikoni, having found their own way to the City of Sea Breezes. In spite of their priority goal in being in Alola at the moment – observing absolutely every last record and sense-breaking thing the young girl known as Moon was up to – the person they sought out first was in fact Professor Kukui. Dexio took the lead.

“So hey,” he was playing with his sunglasses – bought at the first souvenir shop he'd found as soon as they'd landed in Alola – flipping the pair open and closed as he and Sina menaced over Kukui. Or tried to, at least – Kukui was taller than them both and built like he could pick each up and pitch them over the roof of the nearest building with ease. Seriously, dude looked like he wrestled Machamp for fun. Like he could crack walnuts with his pecs. Like... Sina elbowed Dexio hard to get him speaking again. He wasn't sure how long he'd been distracted. He coughed. “You checked their Mental Patterns, right?”

“Kahili was right about you two,” Kukui frowned, suspicious that the Kalosian researchers had waited for him to take a break from working with Kahili and step outside the Pokemon Center, rather than enter and catch her ire themselves. During the dinner last night he'd observed they tended to back down as soon as Kahili turned an eye upon them, and though Kukui had only seen the bare edges of the Flying-type Expert's frustration when attempting to mollify particularly ornery Alolan residents regarding the planned Pokemon League, just that alone told him she was a most fearful sight when enraged. It seemed like these two knew that well. “You really do hear everything around you.”

“It's part of the job,” Sina made a show of pretending to be flattered. Dexio didn't drop the point.

“So?”

Kukui shook his head.

“That's not my place to tell you.” The rejection did nothing to slow the pace of the two, who only seemed to grow more interested. “I know Professor Sycamore wanted you to help-” even saying help was Kukui doing the pair a kindness, 'investigate' and 'meddle' far better describing their actions, “but I'm not about to start gossiping about everything to do with them. They're still kids, yeah?”

“Being kids doesn't stop them from being completely beyond the norm,” Sina answered back quick, not about to drop the point. “Even discounting what's going on with Moon, Hau's Mental Pattern is important too, y'know! He's way way waaaaaay in the top bracket of Trainers for his age. Anyone guiding him should know if he has any biases. And you've gotta be guiding them, right? You can't just let those two be going on their own. Right? Right?”

Kukui glanced uncomfortably away from the pair inching closer and closer towards him. Spending the amount of time he had working on organising the upcoming Pokemon League, as well as assuaging the worries of Alola's more tradition-focused populace that the League would do no harm to the region's culture, meant he'd only been keeping an eye on Hau and Moon from a distance. The Captains and Kahuna were working to guide them along, but none of them were spending full time with the two. Most young Trainers would be fine in this way, but Moon and Hau were exceptional. Someone should be watching over them and helping them grow, making sure their abilities didn't bring them stress or worry. Which no-one was right now. Dexio and Sina seemed to sense that immediately.

Dexio whirled and sprinted away.

“Hey Hau!” The trio of children – Hau, Moon, and Lillie – were gathered near to the Pokemon Center of Konikoni, spending time together while still staying close to Kukui and Kahili. Each looked up and seemed concerned to see Dexio running at them at full speed, the brown-haired man pulling to a stop just moments before crashing into them. Hau looked at him with a questioning expression in response to being addressed. Dexio flicked his hand as a wave. “Do you know your Type Bias?”

The reaction of the three continued to be rather blank looks, the older man's approach and question both startlingly direct. Hau bounced back quick though, glancing from Moon to Dexio as Dexio nodded back to him. He answered. “It's Psychic-type!”

Little could have brought a wider smile to Dexio's face, the man immediately whirling around and cupping his hands over his mouth to yell out to his partner. “Sina!” Her voice, projected through her own cupped hands from the few dozen metres she was away from him, answered back in a similar yell.

“What?”

“He's got a Psychic-bias!”

“Heck yeah!”

Kukui, with control lost – or rather never had – over the pair, watched blankly as Sina raced over to join Dexio with the kids. Then, as the moment of realisation that he had to be the one to reel them in hit him, followed after as the two researchers excitedly addressed Hau.

“We've got Psychic-biases too!” Dexio pointed a thumb at himself, while Sina gave a thumbs up with one arm, the other leaning on her partner's shoulder. “It's a really powerful Pokemon-type, which a lot of people tend to forget compared to the flashier Dragon. But, but, did you know-” halfway through his exciting declaration Dexio found himself interrupted by Sina slapping a hand over his mouth so she could tell it instead.

“Psychic is the most common type amongst all known Legendary and Mythical Pokemon!”

And immediately Sina had made her catch. For the youth of the world, and indeed Trainers long past such young ages, stories of Legendary and Mythical Pokemon captured hearts and minds. Imaginations locked upon the possibility of becoming one of the historic figures to form a Bond with such – the once in a generation or rarer event when such a Pokemon made itself manifest. Just hearing the word 'Legendary' had Hau and Moon's attention on her. Lillie seemed interested too, but in a more detached manner. Well, she wasn't harbouring those dreams anyway. Sina focused on Hau.

“There's actually a lot of really cool research all over the world about the Psychic-type, and its relation to the Dragon-type – since they're both very powerful and common Legendary typings. Not to mention both are known to be significant regarding Trainers biased to them – since most people without a Dragon-bias can't support a single Dragon-type Pokemon, and most people with a Psychic-bias develop way better senses for Trainers than those without!”

Moon and Hau were both nodding rapidly, completely transfixed. Sina and Dexio were masters of spinning a story, and the two told just enough while leaving more on the hook to have the two young Trainers eager to hear their every word. Dexio, finally pulling Sina's hand off of his mouth – she waved it a little and stuck her tongue out at him – looked to Moon. “Speaking of,” Moon immediately knew what he was asking, and moved to cut him off before he could ask it, “would your bias be-” she didn't have one. Dexio and Sina went silent. Moon looked away.

They hadn't been able to determine her Mental Pattern.

Lillie and Hau, both still watching Dexio and Sina, saw them glance at one another with an expression that didn't mean much to them. Probably meant the world to each other though. Dexio and Sina looked back.

“Well that's not too bad,” attempting to walk back his interest, Dexio continued speaking. “Type-biases are mostly only cool because leaning into them lets you better handle a larger number of Pokemon, but since you don't have any limits anyway it wouldn't really matter what your bias was. Maybe you're just all-biased.” Moments after saying that the two went silent again, considering whether that might actually be true. Then realised they were having an internal conversation while the three youths before them were growing antsy. Both turned back to face Hau.

“So hey, Hau,” Sina took over in speaking to the young boy, “like Dexio said, he and I both have Psychic-type biases. So we know a lot about Psychic Pokemon, and can give you loads of advice about raising them! You've got an Eevee, right? If you evolve it to Espeon, that's one.”

“And a Pikachu!” Realising in a flash, Dexio smiled wide. “Pikachu evolve into Alolan Raichu in Alola, which are Electric and Psychic-type! Ahhh that's so cool, I need to catch a Pikachu. Sina, let's go find a Pikachu in Alola!”

“Alright, alright,” Sina nodded, as interested in the Alolan Raichu as her partner, but better able to reel herself in for the moment, “but hey, Hau, having Psychic-type Pokemon will make things easier, but don't feel like you only need to have them. I only have one and I'm doing fine!” With a grand motion Sina flexed an arm, showing absolutely no muscle behind it. Dexio bit back laughing at her because she had and would continue to elbow him for being rude. Instead he focused on another aspect he could tease.

“She says that but it's not like she's keeping a wide variety of types,” Sina looked at Dexio with annoyance when he spoke, but didn't move to stop him. “She just has a bunch of Ice-types because they're her favourites.”

“They are my favourites,” Sina pouted, Hau laughing slightly awkwardly at the exchange, Moon and Lillie staying silent. Kukui chose this as his moment to intervene.

“Alright,” in comparison to Dexio and Sina failing to menace him earlier, when Kukui stood behind them, the evening sun pushing his shadow over their shoulders, both of the Kalosian researchers went still. “Moon and Hau need to rest, since Moon's going to be training and Hau has his Grand Trial tomorrow. Let's give them some freedom for tonight, yeah?” The quick nods of Sina and Dexio's heads told Kukui he'd convinced them. He wasn't really good at being intimidating or forceful, but at the least he was able to appear so. Maybe. The two were backing off at least. He focused in on the kids.

“Don't forget to let me know if I can help,” he made sure to address Moon and Hau when saying this. Despite being a general presence in their Island Challenge, Kukui was only now realising he really hadn't done much for them at all. He should be more responsible. “There are people all over Alola who'll lend a hand to those in need, me included, okay?” The two youths nodded, and that was good enough. Kukui gave a final look to Dexio and Sina, who quickly agreed that they should go find some food for tonight and maybe somewhere to stay, before he returned to the Pokemon Center to continue preparing the Culture Council presentation. Just a scant week away. Oh he was nervous.

And the night passed for them all, just like that.

Hau and Moon awoke the next morning to a message from Kahuna Olivia left with the Pokemon Center nurse, informing Hau that Olivia would be waiting at the Ruins of Life beyond Memorial Hill, deep in the mountains that spanned the southern reaches of Akala. She was looking forward to his challenge. Hau looked nervous after hearing that. Moon reassured him.

She intended to go out that way too, to train in the fields beyond Konikoni City. The offer to go with Hau, for a little way at least, was appreciated but turned down. He needed to make it there all on his own. Moon got that. So she and Lillie saw him off and spent some time together before Moon herself moved out for the day.

A busy day's training ahead.

“Do you think a day will be enough?”

Lillie's question, asked as she and Moon sat together in the Pokemon Center, having just seen Hau leave, left Moon thinking. She'd changed her Pokemon a little – her interest in raising the Feebas she'd caught balanced by the knowledge it wasn't ready for a Grand Trial. The Wishiwashi, which had taken part in Kiawe's Fire Trial, would do far better. Moon felt strongly that her Dartrix, Bagon, and Eevee were all ready for the fight. Less so about her Flaaffy, Wishiwashi, and Larvesta. Though each had fought one of the three Totems of Akala, there was still a difference between the Totems and a Grand Trial. Her battle with Hala still stuck with Moon. She was sure Olivia would be equally if not more intense.

“She seems so nice,” Lillie considered that, “I wonder what she's like when she's battling... it's hard to imagine.” Was it? Moon looked at Lillie strangely. Lillie shook her head in response. “Trainers always seem so intense, almost intimidating, when battling.” Moon seemed shocked to hear that. Looked down, then back up at Lillie. Was she as well? Lillie thought.

She had only truly seen Moon battle all-out once, during Moon's Grand Trial on Melemele Island. In that time, watching as Moon commanded her Pokemon with absolute focus, watching her shine as she performed her Z-Moves, had Moon been intimidating? Yes, Lillie nodded. Moon looked distressed to hear that. Lillie shook her head.

“I think you have to be – that you can't battle without holding back without being a little scary too.” Moon still seemed upset. Lillie cast her thoughts looking for something else to say. Anything. “And even if it was scary... it was beautiful too.” It had been. The sight of Moon, standing firm, commanding her Pokemon with relentless will, it had been striking. Lillie still remembered it. Wondered if she could ever be the same. Maybe not. But it was nice to think about. Moon stood up and moved for the door.

“Oh, Moon-” she needed to train, to prepare for her Grand Trial tomorrow. Oh, Lillie understood. Nodded. Felt slightly awkward watching Moon leave so hastily. But did her best to smile all the same. “Well, good luck! I'll see you when you get back!” With her reassurances given, Lillie watched as Moon took her leave. Professor Burnet had replied that she'd be free tomorrow as well, and so Lillie would be able to take Nebby to the Ruins of Life then. Who knows, maybe she'd be able to see Moon's second Grand Trial too. She hugged the bag she carried closer, feeling the Nebula Pokemon within respond. Yes. She'd like that indeed.

And Moon, stepping out into the morning sun, walked on with light step and a smile, heading for Memorial Hill to train.

Beautiful...

In comparison to the cemetery built in the shadow of the mountains to the north-west of Melemele's Hau'oli City, Akala's Memorial Hill was a far larger affair. From Konikoni City's southern exit the walking path split, one way continuing along the road looping around the island's south-eastern cliffs, the other beginning to climb the hills and mountains that dominated Akala's south. Rough and uneven terrain, there was little human presence throughout it, mostly rolling fields of trees and grass capping each successive rise. Far in the north-east of this locale, this self-contained block of Akala, the Ruins of Life, home to Tapu Lele, awaited. A place Moon knew nothing of, beyond that the Tapu of this island could be found there. Tapu Lele had seemingly shown far less interest in Moon than Tapu Koko had, given she still had yet to meet the Island Deity. She found herself quite relieved by that.

The memories of Tapu Koko's appearance during her Trial in Verdant Cavern still raised the hairs on the back of Moon's neck. Those Pokemon were simply too much to be close to. That was what she decided.

And those were the thoughts she mulled over as she too climbed the path so many of Alola's Trainers had, the rising, winding way to the entrance of Memorial Hill.

An ancient burial site spread over the mountains of Akala's south, Memorial Hill was, as all burial places tended to be, a haven for Ghost-type Pokemon. Barely had Moon reached the gates that marked entrance to the site, stepped within and felt a slight chill in the air despite the exertion she'd given in the climb, before the Pokemon began to fall upon her. Pushing and prodding, teasing and cajoling, they took delight not only in frustrating but in being fought back after doing so. Moon rotated through her Pokemon, focusing on the three weaker – Flaaffy, Wishiwashi, and Larvesta – ensuring they could carry her will. Respond to her commands quickly enough that she felt confident imagining herself facing down the Kahuna.

In one day, if she were to keep up with Hau – Hau who she was convinced would pass his Grand Trial with flying colours – she must reach a level capable of defeating Olivia. It was a tall order, and Moon felt it heavy upon her shoulders as she set to wander, walking the sloping and rising paths from site to site across the stretching territory of Memorial Hill, poorly named for the number of peaks it spanned. In this stretch of time she had to encounter as many Pokemon, and people, as she could, and battle and best them all. This area was a challenging ground for Akala's Trainers, much as the northern span of Melemele had been, and those Moon met with were all amenable to battle.

She took to them with wild determination.

Quickly she was recognised. Though she did not use Z-Moves, aware that using them without care would only exhaust her Pokemon, not give her or her team the experience they needed, still Moon rotated Pokemon fast enough for people to go from impressed, to shocked, to understanding. So she was Moon. Training for her Grand Trial? How admirable. Many left it at that, the words of the Masked Royal having circulated Alola and brought many to realise their interest in this mysterious young Trainer was a harmful one indeed. But some Trainers did not. Insisted upon following her, peppering her with questions, determined to figure out just what she could do.

Moon's Pokemon answered her distress at being pursued every single time.

Pokemon and their Trainers are linked, connected by the Bonds between them. Those Bonds carry energy, given from Trainers to empower their Pokemon, but not just that energy alone. Thoughts, which enabled those Pokemon to follow their Trainer's commands far faster than could be believed. Feelings, bringing Trainer and Pokemon onto the same wavelength, helping them work together best. Intent, the will and sometimes hidden wants of a Trainer, expressed by Pokemon who far quicker obeyed such desires than their human partners would.

Each and every last time someone spent too long in her presence, Moon's equal frustration and fear at being followed and overwhelmed peaking, her Pokemon lashed out. Dartrix flew overhead and pecked at those too curious. Bagon growled and Eevee hissed at anyone coming too close. Flaaffy puffed up with electricity, Wishiwashi made a show of its great size – the two positioned between Moon and any source of her concern – and Larvesta simply stared with piercing blue eyes full of menace. Anyone, and everyone, who pushed Moon too far quickly received the instruction to step away.

The pressure upon her had allowed Moon's emotions to boil, and her Pokemon to share the heat that burned her. She was strong, everyone knew that. But those who'd pushed too far, received that warning to leave her be, they knew something else. She was dangerous.

Alas that their concerns were hidden by their shame at needing to be chased away, and not one ever carried those words to the ears of someone who could help, Captain, Kahuna, or Professor. Alas.

Moon continued on.

“What are you doing you fool?”

A voice Moon did not know, something sharp and nasally, reached her ears and drew her attention as she stepped out from the tree-line she'd been wandering through, having taken a break from the busier path. A group of figures were just beyond, two in white, two in black. Moon recognised each, Aether and Skull, in an instant. Quickly moved to interrupt the clash.

“I thought you had completed all of Alola's Trials? Can you not defeat a simple pair of thugs?”

“I told you I don't have those Pokemon any more, the ones with me are for rehabilitation! I keep telling you that!”

“Pardon me?”

“... I keep telling you that, Branch Chief.”

“That's better.”

The two Aether members were arguing, much to the entertainment of the pair of Team Skull Grunts before them. While one of the Aether members had an outfit like most of those Moon had encountered, a white suit covered in pouches, the other was wearing a more decorated coat, lime green wrappings around his wrists and upper arms, as well as creeping out around his neck. The pale skin of his face, light blonde hair covering head and chin, showed he'd spent little time under Alola's sun. A pair of excessively sized green-tinted glasses rested over his face. Moon glanced at them as she stepped between the pair of pairs.

“Oh?” The more decorated member of the Aether Foundation glanced at Moon, recognition she didn't see flashing in his eyes. “Well, here is an able-bodied Trainer, surely she will be more able to rout these thugs than you were, Jace.”

Recognition hit Moon immediately, the name one she had heard before. Jace, a figure of relatively tall build, tan skin, and sun-dappled cowlicked brown hair, saw her look at him. He knew who she was too. Prepared to greet her. “Hello, M-”

“Now now!” The loud voice of the other Aether Member, clapping his hands, cut off Jace's words, “we will have all the time for introductions later. Young Trainer, would you do we fine members of the Aether Foundation a kindness and dispose of these Team Skull thugs? Your assistance would not only be greatly appreciated but, ah! Yes! Rewarded! You will do it, will you not?”

Moon turned from Jace and looked back at the other man, who was rubbing his hands eagerly together with a wide grin. It wasn't a reassuring gesture, nor was he a reassuring figure, but it didn't take Moon much to turn her ire upon Team Skull. After having spent the past few minutes amongst a wooded grove to avoid people too interested in knowing who she was, she had some pent-up energy to burn. She nodded and turned to face them. One of the two snorted loudly.

“Yo yo yo,” moving his hands as he spoke, swaying from side to side, he glanced from the two Aether members to the young girl before him, “is this for real? All you think we're worth? Sending a kid at us and thinking that's good? We're hard as bone, yo, we don't crack under the pressure. We were just gonna give you some grief but if you're giving guff we're gonna get tough! Right bro?” Jerking his head, he looked at the compatriot standing behind him. The other Team Skull member whose eyes hadn't left Moon since she'd arrived. His face was pale. The Grunt in the lead paused. “Uh, bro? You okay? You don't look so good.”

“M-m-m-m-” a stammering sound that failed to form a full name stumbled out of his mouth, Moon's eyes now staring back at him. By the way Team Skull dressed it was difficult to tell them apart, but she was sure this was one of the ones she'd crossed more than once before. They still hadn't paid properly for insulting her. She clicked a Pokeball and manifested her Wishiwashi, the Pokemon's schooling form created not by the presence of other Small Fry Pokemon but instead by its own natural power. The towering gigantic fish menaced over the Team Skull pair, the one who didn't recognise Moon turning back from his friend as a shadow fell across him. Then looked up.

“Uhhh...”

“Now that,” the higher ranked Aether member raised a hand to cover his mouth, projecting his voice to Jace alone, “is a fine specimen.” Jace didn't say anything back.

“Yo,” scrambling to pull a Pokeball from his pocket, the Team Skull Grunt who wasn't paralytic was still staring wide-eyed at the giant Pokemon above him. The heck was that yo? This kid wasn't playing? Okay, well, he didn't play either. Except play hard! Bone hard! “Okay then, yeah, okay, go Raticate!” And from a jet of red light the Alolan Mouse Pokemon, with fur of black and brown in contrast to the variants Moon knew from Kanto, appeared. Looked up as well. Big opponent. But it didn't back down.

Leaped into the Wishiwashi with reckless abandon. Jace averted his eyes.

Wishiwashi, the once-Trainer now Aether Foundation member knew, were difficult to attack. The water binding their schooling form together needed to be disrupted, but just jumping into its grip was dangerous. The Team Skull Grunt had clearly known nothing of that. Cheered as his Raticate disappeared right into the Pokemon, believing it would burst through it. Moon raised her arms, a blue crystal set within the white ring she wore glittering. And performed the pose.

It was a compact Z-Move, contained within the form of the Wishiwashi she was partnered to. The water that made up the Pokemon constricted, then swirled faster and faster, power flowing through it, light glowing deep within the Small Fry school. Inside of its body rushing water raced this way and that, buffeting its prey, slamming it again and again from every direction. Not a drop fell from the Pokemon's body. No power outside of its shape was expressed. But when the water slowed, when it relaxed and grew again in size, just a little, the Raticate dropped out of it and hit the ground with a wet thud.

And didn't move again.

“Ah... uhm... h-hey...” only slightly less stammering than the Team Skull member Moon had encountered before, the one who'd sent out the Raticate quickly ran to it, checking it over and pushing its chest, expelling a cough of water from it, before returning it to his Pokeball. That had been violent, yo! Way too much! What was the deal with-

“Moon!” The voice of his friend, the other Team Skull Grunt, finally finished the name of the girl standing before them. The first Grunt looked up at her, standing before him. And realised just how out of his depth he was. He jumped to his feet and ran.

“Cheese it!”

And the other followed quickly after.

A moment of silence followed before loud clapping interrupted, the Aether Foundation member wearing the coat putting his gloved hands together again and again. “Bravo! Bravo!” He was smiling widely, before sweeping into a bow to Moon as she looked at him, “My endless thanks, young miss Trainer. Why, were it not for you those Team Skull ruffians may have caused us who knows what harm! Yes, I am thankful, quite thankful indeed.”

Jace, recovering from the sight of Moon's quite frankly vicious battling style, moved to approach her. “Hel-”

“Now then!” And immediately was interrupted by his superior, who continued to monopolise the girl's attention. “Introductions! I am Faba, Branch Chief of the Aether Foundation, a pleasure, I am sure.” He smiled with great relish at introducing himself. “Over there is my assistant Jace, both a Pokemon Conservationist as well as Researcher and Developer of Aether Foundation technologies. Say hello Jace.”

“Uh,” Jace blinked, “hello M-”

“Wonderful,” cut off again by Faba, Jace looked annoyed. Faba paid him no mind. “Well then! You, young miss, have done us quite the favour, and in return I must offer my own. As the Branch Chief of the Aether Foundation, I possess significant powers within the Foundation, and so I would like to extend to you, yes you, an invitation!”

Moon and Jace both looked at Faba when he said that. Faba looked only at Moon.

“So then, to wit, allow me to invite you to visit the Aether Paradise, our special sanctuary for Pokemon set within the sea south-west of here. Yes, I will arrange a full tour for you to see all of the Aether Paradise and all we do there, so you might feel appropriately relieved for your actions in assisting us. A fine reward, is it not Jace?”

Jace spent a moment too long being surprised by Faba asking him something, the Branch Chief turning back to Moon and continuing on without an answer.

“What do you say then, young miss, would you like to see the place where Pokemon are revitalised from their wounds before being reintroduced to the wild? The pinnacle of care in the Alola Region? The centre of technological development for the sake of conservation? I am sure, beyond reasonable doubt, you must be, yes! Shall we?”

Moon shook her head. Faba looked at her out of the corner of his eye. Oh?

She had to prepare for her Grand Trial, was to battle Kahuna Olivia tomorrow. Jace looked absolutely stunned by hearing that, his own ridiculous pace in his Island Challenge obliterated by the young girl's. Faba stroked his beard in thought.

“Of course, of course, one's Island Challenge is so important, is it not?” He turned to Jace. “Well then, allow me to propose a solution! My assistant Jace will remain on standby at the Hano Grand Resort, east of Heahea City. When your Grand Trial is complete, young miss, why not travel there after? He will escort you to the Aether Paradise for your tour, yes, that is perfect, is it not?”

Moon looked from Faba to Jace. Jace seemed like he had a million things he'd like to say, but couldn't focus on one without the rest driving him to silence. This wasn't meant to...

“Yes, perfect!” Faba clapped his hands, “Young miss Trainer, as thanks for your efforts, please seek out Jace at the Hano Grand Resort and come to see the Aether Paradise yourself. Bring a friend if you wish! I will be happy to show all who come with you the glorious work we do! I hope that is agreeable?”

It took a moment's thought, but soon enough Moon nodded. The Aether Foundation, she appreciated what they did. And the Aether Paradise... sounded interesting. A smile crept along her face. She was looking forward to it! Faba smiled back. Clapped his hands once more. How perfect indeed.

“Well then,” turning, he began to step away, “with that I must bid you adieu. The work of the Aether Foundation is never done, and I must get back to it. Come, Jace, you will need to work hard to complete your outstanding duties before being stationed at the Hano Resort. Let us be off!”

“I-” Jace looked from Faba to Moon, still having so much he wanted to say. But Faba's call of his name in just the exact tone that said work wasn't done pulled Jace along. He frowned and nodded to Moon. “We'll catch up.”

Moon nodded back. She had questions. But not for now. For now, as the two Aether Foundation members took their leave, she turned back to the path.

She still had to train.

As afternoon settled, the light of day turning from blue to red, Moon's training came to a stop. In truth she would have continued on her own, pushed her Pokemon further, but it was another who brought the day to a close. For as Moon trained amongst the fields of Memorial Hill, continuing her preparation for the day to follow, the largeness of a passing Pokemon, the heavy sounds of its footfalls on the path, drew her attention.

Moon quickly ran to the one walking beside it.

Kahuna Olivia smiled to see Moon appear from the fields, coming to a stop as the Pokemon behind her did too. Moon looked up at the massive red reptilian Pokemon, orange scales and spikes dotted across it, a ring of white fur over its shoulders and under its chin, and felt awe. This Pokemon, it was significant. Incredibly so. Olivia smiled at that too. Moon's keen interest in Pokemon was a fine thing. She approved.

“This Pokemon is one of my partners,” Olivia began to walk again, Moon keeping pace beside her, the large Pokemon following after with heavy sounding steps, “a Fossil Pokemon: Tyrantrum.”

Quick to emerge from Moon's bag and pontificate, Rotom-dex outlined the nature of Tyrantrum before continuing on to speak about Fossil Pokemon in general. Moon wasn't listening. Just the typing of the Pokemon was enough to stun her. She looked at Olivia in amazement. Olivia smiled back.

“Yes,” she nodded, “It is Dragon-typed. Certainly a great challenge to raise, but a fine partner too. He has been with me for a long time now.” Moon stared in awe at the giant Despot Pokemon, stomping along behind the Kahuna and Island Challenger, head held high. A Dragon Pokemon. So Olivia could keep one too. Thinking about that, so interested in it, it genuinely took this long for Moon's mind to remind her she was forgetting something important. She immediately came to a stop.

What about Hau?

“Look there,” Olivia pointed, turning Moon's eyes back to the Pokemon behind them. Now that she looked, there was someone lying on its back, carried by it as it walked. It took only a moment for Moon to realise that was Hau. Why was Hau-

“He's fine,” Olivia laughed, Moon's distressed expression turning back to her, “just exhausted. I'm bringing him back down to Konikoni – he's in no state to walk after the battle he went through.”

But... Moon looked between Hau and Olivia again, was he okay? Did he... did he pass? Olivia kept her smile. Pointed again. “Just look.” And when Moon stepped back, when she looked up at Hau, lying atop the back of the Tyrantrum, she saw on his restful face a grin that would not leave. Contentment.

Moon looked back at Olivia with the widest smile she could muster. The Kahuna grinned back. Those two, they really were so wonderful. She couldn't wait for the next Grand Trial either. Hau had impressed her, truly inspired. And Moon... Olivia was ready. She knew she was.

Tomorrow would be as fine a Grand Trial as could be. She swore it.

The two, with Pokemon carrying a third behind them, continued on. Silent for a time. Then Olivia spoke again.

“I've been reading a book about Fossil Pokemon lately,” she kept her eyes forward on the path, knowing Moon was alongside her, “I'm always interested in them.” Moon nodded, waiting to hear more. Olivia kept talking. “It's about the differences between old records of these Pokemon and the Pokemon themselves. In the past, before the Fossil Restoration System, we only knew about these Pokemon from the bones they left behind. People had to assume, make guesses based on what little they had, and often those guesses would be significantly wrong.”

Looking back, Olivia thought of the image extrapolated from the first retrieved Tyrantrum bones, a far longer and more crocodilian predator. Then looked forward again.

“The point of that is,” she continued, “records of the past are often incomplete. Even today much of what we believe as fact from the past is instead our best guesses, important context and information that went unpreserved lost. There's so much we don't know. So much that doesn’t survive. The records we have, they're best guesses made by what we know now, not the truth unfiltered. It's important to remember that. That what we believe is true about the past may not be so. Do you know why I'm saying this?” Moon didn't. Shook her head. Olivia answered her. “You and your ability are unique, one-of-a-kind, no-one in history having ever existed who can support Trainer's Bonds such as you.” Moon looked away. Olivia spoke again. “Or so we believe.”

Moon stopped. Olivia stopped too. Waited for the young girl to look up at her. Olivia knelt down.

“For as incredible as you are, Moon, there is just as much possibility someone like you has come before. That they lived a life and a good life too, that they shouldered their gift and continued on. In all of history, so much unknown, the chance that there has been another, I can believe it. Do you want to believe it too?”

Moon was silent, deep in thought. This loneliness. This disconnect. The eyes of the world on her because she was different. Even if she'd never meet another, to know there had been one, did it make it better? Did it bring relief? She didn't know but...

it was nice to think that maybe someone else had been this way too.

“If you want to, then let's both believe it.” Olivia stood back up. “That even though their name is lost to history, there's another who's come before. And there will be another who comes after. If you believe in that, then believe you are no different to them. Another part of this world. Does that make sense?”

A part of this world... Moon nodded. The feeling of Alola, welcoming her through the Island Challenge, teaching her to become part of it, it helped. She raised her head and watched the clouds pass by. Their shapes, she hummed the song they showed, the wind mixing into the tune. Olivia joined her, the two feeling the song of Alola within them. Just two people that were part of this world.

And with the song carrying them, the evening setting across Alola, they continued down the path, glittering Konikoni City awaiting far below.

Chapter Text

“The Aether Paradise?”

Having awoken soon after his return to Konikoni City, Hau, along with Kahuna Olivia and Moon, quickly joined Professor Kukui, Kahili, Lillie, and the recently arrived Professor Burnet for the night’s meal. The brief recovery period brought on by eating was keeping Hau alert for the moment, but it was still well understood he’d be out again before too long. Olivia had pushed him to his absolute limit, after all. As she’d fully intended to do.

“Huh,” Kukui looked interested, hearing Moon’s report of her encounter with the Aether Foundation members and their invitation to the floating man-made island in the south-west. “Well I'd say that's an excellent opportunity, yeah! The Aether Foundation do great work all over Alola, and getting to see their amazing tech up close is a real big chance! And he said you could invite a friend too?”

“I wanna go!” Hau shot a hand up even as Moon was nodding, his smile growing wider as Moon confirmed she had been about to ask him to come with her. From there both turned to Lillie, each with the question on her lips. Would she come too?

Lillie, a blank expression on her face, had to be directly nudged by Professor Burnet before realising she'd been addressed. She flushed and shook her head. The group at large looked her way.

“I...” Lillie looked to the side, not meeting the eyes of anyone despite all their eyes being upon her. She was thinking as fast as she could, but even then her words came slowly. “I'll stay with Professor Kukui and Ms. Kahili. Since we'll be moving on to Ula'ula Island as well, I want to help them setting up.”

“Hey that's fine, Lillie,” Kukui shook his head, “the two of us can pretty easily-” in a moment Kukui clamped his mouth shut, a clear signal shooting from the eyes of his wife into his own telling him to walk back what he was saying. He wasn't entirely sure of the reasoning, and in truth Burnet herself wasn't either, but all the same she was well able to tell Lillie's great stress in this moment. A silent and undeniable message of 'she doesn't want to go' communicated between her and her husband. Kukui shook his head again. “But I mean, an extra pair of hands wouldn't hurt either, and it'll help us be ready to greet Moon and Hau once they get there. So yeah,” Kukui turned his eyes back to Moon and Hau, gesturing to draw their attention, “you two head to the Aether Paradise, and then come tell us all about it when you get to Ula'ula Island, okay?”

“Okay!” Hau was loud to agree, a more silent Moon giving a long glance to Lillie, one Lillie did not answer back. Another piece of the secret puzzle the Aether Foundation was at the centre of. Moon stayed quiet. Kahili spoke next.

“And they said to meet at the Hano Grand Resort?” Upon confirmation, Kahili smiled. “That is my father's property, I can take you there when you are ready. My bird Pokemon can easily carry you both to the nor-” in surprise Kahili stopped talking as the reserved voice of Moon drifted across the table, asking if there was a way to the resort that didn't involve flying. Kukui looked uncomfortable.

“Sorry,” eyes settled on him as he spoke up, rubbing the back of his head, “she had a bad flying experience with me.” Razor stares from Kahili, Burnet, and Olivia did nothing to make things easier, even if Moon quietly tried to add in that it had been her own fault. Kahili leaned over to Burnet and whispered something only Lillie was close enough to hear. Lillie looked at Kukui with an expression of great pity indeed.

Moon felt guilty.

It wasn't as if flying was impossible for her – she'd used the Ride Charizard she had many times to travel to the Poke Pelago. But each time she did she felt queasy, a part of her still remembering the moment of slipping from the back of Kukui's Braviary before he'd caught her. So if there was a choice that didn't involve flying... she'd honestly rather that. Kahili sighed.

“How about this? Kukui can take us around to Heahea City the morning after tomorrow, and I'll take you to the Hano Grand Resort while he and Lillie head to Ula'ula. Then after I've seen you off, I'll fly there myself to meet up with him. Does that work?”

Moon nodded, relieved to avoid flight. Hau, fine with anything, shrugged but agreed. Kukui, spoken for, nonetheless accepted that was the best strategy. Mentioned to his wife that he'd take her back to Heahea too. Burnet nodded. A plan set.

With that the night rolled on. Hau was soon to fade again, collapsing into bed to sleep off the intensity the Kahuna had put him through. Olivia stayed up longer with Kukui, Burnet, and Kahili, while Moon and Lillie occupied themselves with their Pokemon, watching as Nebby played about with Moon's team. But each had other things on their minds – Moon the battle she had to face tomorrow, and Lillie the closeness of the Aether Foundation to her. There wasn't much to say between them. Each retired early as well. Slept somewhere between fitful and deep. Hours passed. Dawn broke.

And the morning of Moon's second Grand Trial began.

Olivia had left the same message with the Pokemon Center nurse for Moon: she was awaiting Moon's challenge at the Ruins of Life. While Moon had explored much of Memorial Hill the day before, she'd never gone so far as to approach the Ruins directly, giving Hau the space to take his Grand Trial on his own. The morning began with Hau motivating her, loading up the plate of food Moon had for breakfast, encouraging her to give it her all – that Kahuna Olivia was super cool and strong, but Moon would do great and Hau knew she'd win. It was a fair amount of pressure, but from Hau laced with such honesty Moon couldn't feel the burden of it. She nodded.

Yeah. She was going to win no matter what. Hau grinned back.

Lillie wasn't there to join them for breakfast – Moon aware that she and Professor Burnet would have left with Kahuna Olivia that morning. There was nothing else for Moon to do but head out, and so she prepared to do so with head held high, Hau cheering her own.

Moments after Moon was through the gates of Konikoni, heading off to her Grand Trial, Sina and Dexio appeared and wrangled Hau for a training session of their own. If he had a Psychic-bias, then they owed him the full crash course in Psychic-type Pokemon! Overwhelmed but nonetheless agreeable, Hau threw himself into their training as he waited the hours for Moon's return.

She'd be okay. He knew it.

He believed.

The path for Moon was much the same as the day before, winding up and down the hills and mountaintops of Akala's southern stretch, the region littered with marker stones for the deceased, encountering Pokemon of all inclinations – from courageous to cowardly – and a fair share of Trainers too. But this time Moon walked past them, eyes focused forward on the challenge ahead. She had a Grand Trial to take. Any Trainer who heard that... they stepped down. Yesterday she'd been someone others could approach, though some had still taken that too far, but today... today she was beyond their reach. Moon, never wavering, continued along the path to the Ruins of Life, mind locked on what she had to do to face the Kahuna. Olivia had mentioned Fossil Pokemon, and Moon had used that to study all of them in her Pokedex she could. A through-line of the Rock-type, which was what Moon now believed Olivia's speciality to be. It would make sense why she'd advised Moon and Hau to look for beauty in the underground of Alola. An answer Moon hadn't found at the time.

Still wasn't sure of even now.

It was in her focus upon her thoughts, preparing strategies, concepts, anything that might help, that Moon missed what was occurring before her until the distance was closed. Until the sound of a Pokeball's beeping raised her eyes to the one ahead, an attempted catch being made. The figure who'd been doing so, standing near to the entrance of the Ruins of Life themselves – a great stone archway in the mountainside ahead framing the path leading forwards – looked up with surprise as well. Neither had noticed the other. Her eyes narrowed.

The Pokeball opened in a burst of red light – catch failed.

Flashes of recognition came to Moon's eyes one after the other. First the woman standing before her, black pants and midriff-baring sleeveless top, lightly tanned skin and pink hair – though two of the four tails she'd styled her hair into were yellow instead – but most strikingly the silver pendant around her neck and the pink marking across her stomach. The symbol of Team Skull. Moon stared coldly at the lithe-formed woman staring back at her. Then her eyes wandered to the Pokemon floating between them.

Purple with vibrant pink highlights, a large head with wide blue eyes set atop a much smaller somewhat reptilian body. The Pokemon stared back at Moon, as equally surprised to see her as she was to see it. The last time Moon had seen this Pokemon, it had been in the cemetery north of Hau'oli City. The last time it had seen Moon had been just two days prior, before the darkness settling over the world had driven it to flee. It raced to hide behind her in an instant. Rotom-dex, detecting a new Pokemon, emerged from Moon's bag to scan it. Came to the same conclusion as before.

“Zzt! Unknown Pokemon! Not registered in the Pokedex!” The Pokemon in question clutched onto the back of Moon's shirt with its tiny hands. The woman across from her scoffed.

“So you really are all that.” She spoke with a low and husky voice, one tinged with annoyance as she took a step towards Moon, the Pokemon that had been with her – Moon hadn't spotted it before – moving up as well. It was a Salazzle, and though far smaller than the Totem of Wela had been, Moon couldn't help but feel caution in just the way it moved. It was strong. She could tell that just by looking at it. The woman's eyes drifted to the purple Pokemon hiding behind Moon, the one she'd failed to catch. Her stare narrowed.

“That's annoying.” The way she said it was so matter-of-fact, but so laced with something dangerous all the same. Moon's eyes went back to her. She met them. “And you know what people like us do about that, don't you?”

Moon couldn't help it. Like us?

“Isn't that what you've been doing?” She held out her arms in a shrug, as if this was nothing more than a casual conversation, “stomping on my cute and dumb little brothers and sisters whenever they've annoyed you? You got some power and set out to get rid of anyone who messes with you as violently as you could, right? I'm not much of a recruiter, but you really should consider joining Team Skull instead of fighting us. You're clearly suited for it.”

The cold stare Moon gave in return drew a thin smile from the woman, the answer as obvious as could be. She lowered her arms. “I guess people can be too alike. The two of you wouldn't get along.” Shook her head and introduced herself. “I'm Plumeria, the big sister of Team Skull. You've been causing some real trouble, scaring those lovable idiots every time they've gone out to play. You had to realise this would happen, right? Acting out like you did was always going to have consequences. Don't go getting upset about this. It's not a surprise to anyone.”

Moon took a step to the side, closer to the rock walls framing the entrance to the Ruins of Life. The purple Pokemon with her moved along, holding onto Moon's shirt while remaining floating in the air. She needed to get inside the Ruins. Find the Kahuna. The woman opposite her, Plumeria, was dangerous. For the small number of experiences Moon had so far had in meeting strong Trainers, she was sure of it. Plumeria took another step towards her.

“Your acting up annoyed me,” she waved a hand, her Salazzle quickly moving forward, “so now I'm going to crush you. But don't take it personally. That's just how things are done in Alola.”

What Pokemon... Moon reached for a Pokeball, thinking as hard as she could. She needed the room to get inside the Ruins. For that, she'd call up...

A blast of purple liquid shot past her, hitting the ground and bubbling before the Salazzle. Moon and Plumeria both looked at the one to fire it, the purple Pokemon moving to float before Moon. Moon called out to it. Was it sure? The sound she heard back, she was sure it was affirmation. It was going to fight for her. Well then...

There was only a split second for which Moon could see it. Could see the Pokemon that was defending her racing towards the Salazzle, a loud cry of readiness to fight given off, before it vanished. A split second of seeing the pink blur that had raced out of the Ruins of Life, sunk a black fist into the tiny Pokemon's gut, and then sent it flying with such immense force that it shot into the distance in an instant.

In a voice that shook the land around it, Tapu Lele announced its presence.

“Lelelelelelelelele!”

Taking a step back as she glared at the Pokemon before her, Plumeria swept her arms around – one activating her Salazzle's Pokeball, calling the Toxic Lizard back, while the other opened a Great Ball to unleash a different Pokemon entirely, a large and brightly coloured mass of moving sludge, the Alolan Muk a poisonous rainbow to consider. “Tch,” she clicked her tongue, “a Tapu huh?”

The air quivered, raw energy from the Guardian Deity of Akala Island infusing it, spreading out from the pink shelled body of Tapu Lele, a small and wispy black upper body within the casing belying the incredible strength it had sent the small purple Pokemon flying with a moment before. Vibrant pink hair curled from the smaller pink shall set atop its black head, waving absently as power continued to flow from its body, the very air turning pink in its presence. Moon, shaken, stood rooted to the ground as the feeling of the Pokemon washed over her. It was so much. Much too much. Plumeria snapped an order.

“Hit it! Poison Jab!”

The mass of living sludge rolled forward, making a throwing motion to unleash a ball of toxic ichor at the Tapu. From Plumeria's perspective she watched the purple gunk disappear as it approached the Tapu, vanished by its pure power alone. She clicked her tongue again. Of course it wasn't going to be that easy. Nonetheless...

With a wave of its hand Tapu Lele unleashed a surge of force, grass and dirt stripped from the earth and blown away, pure psychic energy washing over the Alolan Muk. To this Plumeria smiled, her Pokemon continuing to move forward. She called out. “Don't think I'm not prepared to fight you,” she took a step forward once more, her own confidence building, “I know what you're all like.”

Tapu Lele paused. Seemed to consider the Pokemon that had not shifted under its psychic powers. Then raised its fists, unfurled a finger from each, and pointed upwards. The flow of force changed, Moon feeling herself beginning to lift off the ground, having to reach down and grasp onto the grass around her to keep hold. Plumeria held her position, watching as her Pokemon continued on, unable to be moved. She smiled wider.

The earth around it cracked and began to rise.

Plumeria's face fell seeing her Pokemon lifted into the air – not lifted itself but the very ground it stood upon rising up. Higher and higher the block of earth rose, the Muk atop it carried upwards. At its peak Tapu Lele paused, then gestured with a finger. Flipped the earth around. The Muk fell.

The earth fell after it.

Moon's eyes snapped up at the sound of Plumeria's yell, just in time to see the rainbow coloured Sludge Pokemon disappear into the hole Tapu Lele had created by ripping the very earth into the air. Then the mass of earth following after slammed down upon it.

The psychic field faded.

Moon had little more chance to act, the Guardian Deity rounding on her and reaching out, picking up and tucking the small girl under its arm. As it floated off into the Ruins, carrying its prize, Moon watched backwards at the sight of Plumeria and her Salazzle digging desperately into the earth to get to the Muk in time, yelling out to it again and again. It was a striking sight.

Moon shut her eyes and kept them closed.

“Huh, well look who's here!”

The voice of Kahuna Olivia was what finally drew Moon to open her eyes, shortly before being set down upon the ground by the Guardian Deity Tapu Lele. Looking around, Moon saw not only the Kahuna but Lillie and Professor Burnet standing together, the area they were in grassy and open to the sky, ringed by rock remnants of structures long collapsed, creating a circular field. Lillie rushed to her, Olivia, Burnet, and a happily bobbing Nebby a step behind.

“Moon, are you alright?”

Moon turned and looked back, down the passageway she had been carried along, unable to see any sign of Plumeria beyond it. She didn't know. But looking back at Lillie, clearly concerned at the sight of her being carried by the Guardian Deity, Moon forced down those worries and smiled for her all the same. Relieved, Lillie smiled as well. Stepped back.

“Professor Burnet has been helping me explore the Ruins this morning – Nebby was very excited to see them, they've been more energetic than ever since getting here.” With a loud 'pew' Nebby floated up to Lillie and Moon, making noises for attention. Lillie reached down and picked it up, holding the Nebula Pokemon in her arms. It snuggled into her grip as she continued. “I still... don't understand how the Ruins are important to Nebby, but clearly they are. Maybe I'll need to take them to the Ruins of Abundance on Ula'ula Island as well...”

“Doing your own Island Challenge?” Olivia stepped up, caused Lillie to squeak and step further away from Moon, to not get between her and the Kahuna. Olivia gave Lillie a smile. “It's a rare Pokemon that feels comfortable in these Ruins – most won't go near the territory of our Island Deities. Though they are our guardians, the Tapu can also be rather violent. Most Pokemon tend to be fearful of that.” Moon looked at Tapu Lele, floating in the air nearby, and considered the violence she had just seen. She really didn't feel comfortable around it. Olivia gave the Guardian Deity a long look, wondering why it had left in such a hurry to collect Moon. Hala had reported Tapu Koko had taken a keen interest in the girl too. Something else to consider. She turned her attention back to Lillie.

“Well,” pausing for a moment, Lillie looked from Moon to Olivia, “I don't know if Nebby is a normal Pokemon. I'm trying to find out more about it, but... there's not much I've learned so far.”

“Hmm,” considerate of that, Olivia looked thoughtful. “Well since you're heading with Kukui to Ula'ula Island next, why not visit the Malie Library? There's plenty of rare and ancient texts stored there – you might just find a hint!”

“Oh!” Lillie nodded with a smile, “That is a wonderful idea! Thank you so much, umm, Ms. Kahuna?”

“Please!” Olivia laughed at the formal address, “you can just call me Olivia. That was far too formal, you'll make me feel old!”

“Alright, alright,” walking up to the group, Professor Burnet spent a long moment looking at Tapu Lele herself, the chance to be so close to an Island Deity a rare thing indeed. Unless you were a Kahuna. Or Moon, apparently. “Since Lillie and I have toured the Ruins, it's time for us to head back. We shouldn't be getting in the way of Moon's Grand Trial, after all.”

“O-oh...” Lillie looked down. Moon, Burnet, and Olivia all looked to her. She didn't look up. “I just... I was hoping that...” Moon turned to the Kahuna and asked if Lillie could watch her Grand Trial. Lillie's head snapped up to look at Moon in an instant. Olivia hummed a noise as she put a hand beneath her chin, as if in consideration.

Then grinned wide. “Alright then! If you two would like, feel free to stay for the show! But take a good step back, cause this is going to be a rough one. I'm not taking it easy.” Lillie and Moon smiled brightly, Burnet chuckling to herself as she guided her charge away from the group. Just at the edge of the circular battlefield, between some of the stone remnants of the Ruins, Burnet sat and gestured for Lillie to sit with her, the blonde-haired girl doing so and settling Nebby into her lap. She'd been hoping for this. Was thankful.

Had wanted to see Moon shine again.

“I take it you're watching too?” Olivia's casual address of Tapu Lele surprised all but the Kahuna and Deity, the second of which clapped and floated up above the field, spinning slightly, before choosing to move to where Lillie and Burnet were. Lillie squeaked a noise of surprise as the Deity settled beside her. Turned its head to look down at the girl.

Then reached over and plucked Nebby from her grip, holding the Nebula Pokemon with one hand while stroking it with the other. Nebby made a contented sound under its care. Lillie and Burnet both stared.

Olivia directed Moon to a small circle at one end of the field.

“Yesterday,” she raised her voice as she moved to the other end, another circle marking where she would stand for the battle, “I pushed Hau to his limit and held him there. Used one Pokemon for each of his and forced him to give it his all for as long as he could. Ula'ula Island, you've likely heard, isn't easy. You're meant to be pushed further and further by the challenges there, and it's up to me to make sure you won't just be crushed outright. This won't be easy. Last chance to back out and come back later.”

Of course Moon shook her head. Olivia would've been shocked beyond measure if she hadn't. Activating the pink-coloured Love Ball holding her partner for this battle, Olivia unleashed Moon's opponent. The manifested Wolf Pokemon took position before her. Rotom-dex, escaping Moon's bag to observe the battle, was quick to describe it.

“Lycanroc, zzt! Midnight Form, evolution of Rockruff!”

The bipedal Pokemon stretched its arms, red fur bristling as it moved, white undercoat shaking. A long spiked mane of the same white fur hung over its head, momentarily masking the red eyes it stared with. Mouth opening to yawn, pointed teeth seemed to glint. Moon stared at it, formulating strategy. Then paused.

Was that it? She had to ask. What about the Tyrantrum she'd seen the day before? Olivia laughed.

“If I let him out it wouldn't matter how much I intended to hold back, he'd destroy you without question. If you want to fight him, Moon, you're going to have to make it to your Final Trial, alright?”

Moon paused. Final Trial, she'd heard the Captains mention that a few times, but still didn't know what that was. Olivia shook her head. “Kukui didn't give you the full explanation? Then allow me to tell you. Upon completing all seven Trials and four Grand Trials of an Island Challenge, there is the Final Trial remaining. You will travel to Mount Lanakila on Ula'ula Island and battle the four Kahuna in a single day. Only upon beating them will your Island Challenge be complete.”

The four Kahuna in a single day... even imagining it Moon felt overwhelmed. How could she be ready for that? Olivia loudly called out.

“You can think about that afterwards, we have a Grand Trial to do here and now!” Moon nodded, back in the moment. Olivia continued. “Captain Lana told me, she battled you going all-out, didn't she?” Moon confirmed. Lana had crushed her. Olivia nodded.

“If I did the same with this one Pokemon, you'd lose without being able to do a thing.” Hearing that from the Kahuna, Moon frowned. It was true, she knew it was true, but hearing it still stung. Then what should she do? “Moon,” Olivia smiled, “I'll give you some space. A little room to think and breathe. But only just. This is going to be more intense than any battle you've had before; if you can't keep up, then you're not ready to go forward. Do you understand?”

Moon paused. Then nodded. She was ready. A hand rested upon a Pokeball. Olivia's smile widened.

“Then let your Grand Trial begin!”

First came Dartrix, Olivia's smile remaining at the sight of the Blade Quill Pokemon, the large owl of brown and white feathers accented by green leaf-like growths. Both a Pokemon with a weakness to and effectiveness against her own Rock-typed Lycanroc, it was also Moon's strongest partner. The initial battle in such an encounter – many against a singular power – required as powerful an opening as one could muster to claim as much momentum as possible. Olivia had felt sure it would be this Pokemon to face her first. Moon was ordering a command, for her Dartrix to keep distance and attack with propelled leaves. A wise choice.

But far far too naive.

“Bring it down!”

Though the slowest form of Lycanroc, the red-furred Midnight Form was possessed of more than enough experience and growth for that to matter little in a battle against such children before it. Moon reacted quickly, her orders for the Dartrix to back up, but the closing of distance was far too quick, and Olivia's Lycanroc had already chosen its next move. An instant burst of speed brought them together. A swinging clawed hand reached out. Olivia's smile never flickered. Moon thought faster than she spoke.

It was like a grenade of leaves exploding upon contact – the Lycanroc's attack successful in reaching the Dartrix, but responded to in an, if not equally powerful, equally fast and aggressive manner. In the moments after the counter-attack Lycanroc settled on the ground and Dartrix flew further into the air, Moon unsure what had just occurred. She hadn't said a word, hadn't given the order at all, but the truth was that she hadn't needed to. The intensity of her thoughts were already being conveyed to the longest tenured of her Pokemon. That was another trait of hers that really should take far longer to establish, Olivia noted, keeping her smile and providing the next tactics for her Pokemon, instructing the Lycanroc to rip a large section of the earth out of the ground and throw it at full force. One dodge. A second as the Wolf Pokemon continued to haul mounds of earth from the ground and hurl them into the air. A third. And... in position.

“Go!”

Olivia had not needed to say it, her orders already communicated to her Pokemon – the calibre of intent she could provide through her Trainer's Bond superior to Moon's by leaps and bounds. But if she did not speak a word then Moon would have little chance – Olivia already providing a challenge that tested the limits of what a Kahuna of Akala should give. But Moon could take it. Or rather, she needed to be able to. The ridiculous rate of her Pokemon's growth, not only in the power they gained from the Bonds between them, but equally in the speed at which Moon learned to communicate to them, told Olivia enough. She'd make Moon aware. Because if she didn't understand, if she wasn't truly conscious of the effects she was having upon her Pokemon...

Naturally, that would only end in disaster.

The three mounds of earth had pushed Dartrix into a position before a collapsed section of the ruins, one that served as an easy ramp for Lycanroc to race upwards and leap into the air. Moon, expecting an attack thanks to Olivia's vocalisation, having searched for it and spotted the angle, ordered a retaliatory attack to push the approaching Wolf Pokemon back down. But Moon still lacked understanding of the difference between the power of her Pokemon and Olivia's. This Lycanroc, if Olivia were going all out, it would easily be able to hold its own in the Final Trials. Moon needed to be far more able to handle this threat than just throwing what power she had at it. Olivia communicated that with the next attack, the curled fist of her Pokemon slamming into the Dartrix and sending it flying. It hit the outer stone walls of the ruins and slumped down it. Well then, was that Moon's first?

Olivia was holding back. Spacing the timing of her commands, not focusing with intent upon the Bond between her and her Pokemon, and even restraining some of the power that flowed between them – an ability that came with years of growth together with one's Pokemon. Balancing the amount you gave was something important to learn, but which could only be learned with experience. These young chicks, Hau and Moon, both gave one-hundred percent at all times. Well, Hau gave one-hundred percent.

Moon gave as much as her Pokemon could take.

Dartrix returned to its feet, weary but willing to continue. Moon called for it and it flew by her, momentary closeness, before facing Lycanroc once more. Moon's movements were obvious, setting a green crystal into her Z-Ring. With Dartrix so injured, she wished to perform a Z-Move before having to switch her Pokemon out, to deal as much damage as could be done. So blatant. Olivia directed her Lycanroc to perform an attack of thrown stones, generated with a swing of the Pokemon's arm and detonating all around the Blade Quill Pokemon it faced. It was a slow attack, and Dartrix slipped through it with ease, closing in upon the Pokemon still in the midst of its motion. Moon began her Z-Pose.

“Now!”

The speed at which Lycanroc changed, dropping from the weak attack it had fired to a crouching position before surging upwards with a claw faster than Moon, focused on her actions, could respond to, was too much. The power was too much. Contact and Dartrix flew up into the sky before falling again, landing heavily upon the grass. Moon stared. Olivia shook her head.

“Z-Moves are openings!” Her clear voice called out across the field to the silent Moon, instructions given in the heat of battle. “Your desperation to use one was obvious, and easily lured. Performing a Z-Move will always create a moment of weakness – you need to be aware of that and know when the right time is! You especially, who use them so freely. Each time you do, a strong opponent will punish you for being so hasty. Listen to me Moon, if you are not careful, each time you perform a Z-Move I will knock your Pokemon out first. Don't. Be. So. Hasty.”

Moon stared in silence, mind racing. She'd been lured, baited with ease. Because she'd been focused on performing a Z-Move, which had always solved her problems before. But a strong Trainer would crush her for that. And now... Dartrix was struggling, failing to stand, and gave in limply as Moon called the first of her six Pokemon back. She'd done so much less than she'd expected. Because Olivia was stronger. Because Olivia was more experienced. Because Moon had assumed she could do the same as she always did, just better, and be fine. Looking up as she unleashed her second Pokemon, Moon changed the Z-Crystal in her Z-Ring in the same moment. Fine. She'd find the opening for victory.

And not be baited again.

Flaaffy called loudly upon appearance, the white Normalium-Z, first of Moon's six Z-Crystals, glittering in the sunlight falling over the field as it crested the high rock walls of the ruins. Electrical bolts crackled and snapped around the Pokemon, its puffed up fur an intimidation tactic that meant nothing to the far more experienced and aged Pokemon that faced it. Moon gave the first order of the second leg of this fight.

Olivia snapped back an equal order, encouraging her Pokemon to break through the electrical field around the Wool Pokemon and strike it directly, only for the Lycanroc to pull back as it closed the distance. Moon's eyes flitted from the pair of Pokemon to Olivia, who gave no sign of any other order given yet neither confusion at her voiced order being ignored. Strong Trainers could command their Pokemon without a word, Moon knew this. Focused on the Flaaffy again. She needed to do the same.

Both Wool and Wolf Pokemon burst into movement at the same time.

Lycanroc dipped under the forward bolt of electricity that lashed at it, claw curling up again, before rolling as another bolt jumped out, the highly electrified Flaaffy dangerous to touch. Though the power it was expressing was not so great a threat, the after-effects of electrical attacks could often lead to defeat. Olivia knew that and so her Lycanroc knew it too, choosing to avoid contact until its opponent had run its course. The Wool Pokemon could not maintain this electrical guard around itself forever. Lycanroc circled around it, swaying and dodging seeking bolts, waiting for its moment to strike.

Olivia, focused forward, caught Moon's plan moments before it was enacted. Covered her eyes as the electricity around Flaaffy built brighter and brighter before bursting out, a wave of blinding light surging across the field. Burnet, eyes closed and a hand over Lillie's own, made a noise of approval at the strength of electricity the Flaaffy expressed. That was a pretty impressive Pokemon Moon had already raised.

The Lycanroc, already wary, had guarded as well but in the time it spent guarding, the time Olivia was looking away, Moon had completed her Z-Pose. The fading light did not fade completely, and the brief moment of Olivia wondering how long until the brightness dispersed was enough for Moon to order the attack. The Kahuna of Akala grinned wildly as she realised. A Z-Move in the light! Flaaffy, with full force behind it, charged into Lycanroc and the two slammed into the ruins ringing the field.

The Normalium-Z was all Moon had able to be used for Flaaffy, the Pokemon lacking the ability to make use of any of her other Z-Crystals. Lacking effectiveness against a Pokemon such as Lycanroc, it would only do a fraction of the damage needed, but for the positioning it was far better than anything else. Moon focused on the Bond between her and her Pokemon and watched as crackles of electricity flickered amongst the dust escaping the impact zone of her and Olivia's Pokemon with one of the fallen rock structures around them. She understood this tactic was risky, but believed in it all the same. Olivia gave her order as well.

A flash of electricity. Another. Then a loud cry and silence. Movement in the dust. And Lycanroc emerged, throwing the bested Flaaffy before it. A Pokemon that performs a Z-Move suffers exhaustion as well. Each time Moon used a Z-Move, if she were not careful, Olivia would knock her Pokemon out first. But each time she used a Z-Move regardless, Olivia would knock her Pokemon out after.

She couldn't rely on them so quickly, give up the length of a battle and the amount each of her Pokemon could do. That was a lesson to be learned. Olivia called back her Lycanroc to the field's centre to await Moon's third Pokemon. Lillie, staring at the battle, saw in Moon the same as she had before. A vision of intensity, and power, that made her breath hitch. Moon looked with such focus, such absolute desire to fight and win, that it overwhelmed her. She was silent and wide-eyed. Moon, taking a moment to choose her third Pokemon, caught Lillie's expression and paused.

...was she afraid?

She faltered.

Olivia caught it. Traced Moon's gaze across the field to Lillie. It was hard for her to know exactly what was between them for this reaction, but in this moment Olivia found herself wondering whether she should have allowed Lillie to stay. Called out to her opponent. “Eyes on me, Moon!” And watched as Moon's vision snapped back on to her. Lillie, aware of this, shrunk back, having seen Moon look at her. She didn't want to interfere. Burnet tried to reassure her. Moon chose her third Pokemon.

The battle continued.

Third was Eevee, another Pokemon that would make use of the Normalium-Z when the time came. But not nearly as soon. Flaaffy had, despite a quick defeat, still struck Olivia's Lycanroc with electricity multiple times. If it added up at all, it would allow a chance. Moon gave her orders. Set Eevee to maintain distance and dodge, measuring the Lycanroc's abilities in this moment. Olivia gave her own. Lycanroc dived in. Moon prepared to counter.

The flash of Lillie's face within Moon's mind, sure she feared the way Moon battled, came unbidden. The command she was giving through her connection to the Evolution Pokemon failed. Eevee's dodge came far too slow. The power behind Lycanroc's swing lifted the smaller Pokemon off the ground, threw it into a nearby rock, and left a mark of impact as Eevee slumped down it.

“Focus!” Olivia's snap command shocked Moon, the woman staring her down. “This is your Grand Trial! Didn't you say you were ready for this?” Moon shrank back, distressed at the Kahuna's tone. She wanted to win. She didn't want to scare Lillie. She had to give it her all. Her all was too much. She was an Island Challenger. She was something different from everyone else.

When she fought the day before, when she'd crushed those against her, she'd been so strong. She'd been so scary. Why had Plumeria said Moon would be suited for Team Skull? Because she was this way? Because she was scary? How could she be strong without being scary? What should she...

“Moon!” Olivia spoke again, a commanding voice that shook Moon from her thoughts. Lycanroc had moved to stand over Eevee, who was struggling to stand after the impact it had received, the reassuring strength it usually took from its Trainer not reaching it in this moment. Moon shook her head. Olivia stared without blinking. “What do you want?”

She... to win.

“What's holding you back?”

It's... she wasn't right.

“What is right?”

What... what was right? Moon shook her head again. She didn't know. She didn't know what she was meant to be. What she was meant to do. Being the same as she had been so far, she was... she was...

She wasn't...

“Moon!” Eyes across the field turned to Lillie, who'd risen to her feet and stepped forward. For a moment Burnet was reaching up to hold her back, before stopping and letting the girl speak her mind. Lillie shook her head. “You can do it Moon!” Moon stared back at her, unsure. If she just- “Don't hold back! Isn't that what you and Hau promised? That you'd both go all out? Haven't you been trying so hard all this time to keep going? Isn't that right?”

Moon stopped. She had promised that. To go all out. To go all the way. If she stopped here, if she backed down, wasn't that breaking a promise? One of the most important promises she'd ever made? She shook her head, jumbled thoughts swept away. Looked up with clear eyes once more.

If she did only one thing, kept only one promise, that was going to be what it was. No matter what else, that was what she was going to do.

No holding back, right?

She gave her next command.

Olivia, going from concerned and frustrated with Moon's sudden meekness to pleased as could be at her recovery through Lillie's words, found herself surprised by the speed of what came next. Sure Eevee could be quick, but even then this one rushed to move faster than she'd expected. One moment it was lying before her Lycanroc, bruised from the impact taken, the next it had raced between its legs and disappeared between the stones ringing the battlefield. Moon's refocusing had returned the strength she lent her Pokemon and through it her Eevee, third longest partner with her, exceeded anything it could achieve alone. Olivia grinned and ordered her Lycanroc to hunt, to leap atop the stone structures the Eevee had disappeared amongst and find it. If Moon was going to go all out, Olivia owed it to her to give her a worthy challenge.

It was the only way to make sure she was ready for what came next.

Through the will Moon gave by the Bond connecting her to her Pokemon Eevee attacked as soon as the Lycanroc took a scouting position, jaws locking onto a leg, the impact infused by energy the Pokemon could manifest, before it disengaged and tumbled back down into the rocks, Lycanroc's response clipping its rear legs but failing to secure a full strike. Olivia ordered vigilance. A moment later Eevee struck into her Pokemon from behind. The Kahuna shook her head. What a poor position Moon had drawn her Lycanroc into. Fine then.

“Shatter it!”

The downwards swing of Lycanroc's hand into the stone immediately broke it into tiny pieces, the force of the impact exploding them outwards in a spray that collected Eevee in the midst of its next attack. Moon vocalised an order, a command to stay strong, even as the Lycanroc swept through the stone shrapnel and swung another clawed paw around. Lillie looked up in shock as a very quiet but clearly annoyed sound came out of Tapu Lele as it watched another part of the Ruins of Life be destroyed.

Eevee was taking damage. The more damage a Pokemon took, the less responsive it became and the easier it was to damage again. And with Lycanroc's power, all it took was a few good hits for one of Moon's Pokemon to be bested. It was approaching the time she should perform a Z-Move, if she was going to, and she and Olivia both knew that and knew that Moon knew Olivia knew that. An endlessly stacking mind-game as Moon commanded her Eevee to throw up a streak of dirt at the menacing Lycanroc, looking for an angle to perform her Z-Move, commanding her Pokemon to leap back as Olivia's simply broke through the attack and swung another paw down. Maintain distance, dodge its attacks, Moon gave those commands as Lycanroc continued to pressure Eevee by remaining close, refusing to be escaped, too quick to loose. Olivia grinned as Eevee's direction of retreat proved obvious, towards the holes in the ground her Lycanroc had created when attacking Dartrix earlier in the fight, clearly intending to trip her Pokemon in them and use that chance to perform a Z-Move. But Olivia fully intended to make Z-Moves as difficult to use as could be for Moon. A lesson in their use the young girl simply must understand.

It was the only way she'd be able to go forward from here.

Eevee broke away from Lycanroc and leaped over the holes, turning around and sweeping at the soft ground to throw another clump of dirt at Lycanroc as it leaped after. Rocks formed by each swing of the Wolf Pokemon's arms smashed through the dirt and rained down upon Eevee, the Pokemon bracing against the impacts. It was strong, Olivia noted, Moon had trained it well. Most Eevee wouldn't take such a strike head-on. Nor respond in attack by leaping directly into her Lycanroc, the power behind its charging strike enough to push it back.

Oh! Olivia smiled despite herself as Lycanroc fell backwards upon the holes it had dug and Moon performed her Z-Pose, the Wolf Pokemon's ability to return to its feet just a little too slow in the pockmarked environment. Very good indeed!

Eevee slammed into Lycanroc at full force and the Wolf Pokemon of Kahuna Olivia slammed a heavy paw down and smashed the Evolution Pokemon into the dirt. Shook itself slightly to dislodge the slight aftershocks from the impact of the Z-Move it had taken. Then moved to stand before Olivia once more as Moon called her Pokemon back. Three bested then, Olivia nodded. Moon was doing well, but only well. Not great. Not yet.

She needed to go further still.

Bagon was next, the Rock Head Dragon-type crying out its readiness to battle. Moon prepared a command. Lycanroc closed the distance between it and its opponent far too fast. Slammed a clawed paw on each side of the Bagon's head. It dropped.

“You need to be faster.” Olivia's direction barely made its way through Moon's blank stare, watching her Pokemon be bested in an instant after so long a battle already. The Lycanroc stared back at her with deep red eyes, intimidation powerful in its form. Olivia felt similar. Like there were two wolves staring Moon down. She looked up at the Kahuna. Olivia was still smiling. “You only start thinking about what to do when your Pokemon comes out. The gap between a Pokemon being beaten and your next one sent out, do you think that's free time? In a battle, a real battle, you need to be giving it your all every single second. That's what the best Trainers do. And only the best Trainers pass the Island Challenge, Moon. Now show me. Show me what you'll do!”

A red crystal set within Moon's Z-Ring, she threw the white Premier Ball containing her Larvesta. At this point the Pokemon with her were gaining experience fast enough to be truly different from those she kept at the Poke Pelago, and so even in poor matchups they proved better able. The Rock-type Lycanroc was a significant threat to the Torch Pokemon and so Moon had held it back this long. But now was the time and Olivia kept her guard up despite what should be an easy battle. Because it should be an easy battle and so Moon must be prepared to make it not.

Jets of fire shooting out in every direction around it, Larvesta set the field ablaze.

This time Burnet looked up at Tapu Lele, who while still holding Nebby had stopped giving the Nebula Pokemon its attention. At first the Professor was sure the Guardian Deity must be frustrated at the damage taking place within its home, but moments after realised that was not the case. Tapu Lele was transfixed. Burnet looked back to the battle. Well... so was she.

Moon commanded again.

Through the fire Lycanroc burst swinging, but the screen of the flames had allowed Larvesta to already move away. The fire licked at the Rock-type Wolf Pokemon, doing little, but having its effect all the same. Cinders and ash filled the air, the dry grass of the battlefield easy kindling, as Larvesta amongst the flames continued to spew more and heighten the firestorm it was creating. Olivia nodded, the strategy a fine one to give the disadvantaged Pokemon a chance. If she used her Z-Move now she would crush the Larvesta in an instant, but Moon had one more Pokemon and so Olivia held back for the time being. Instead ordered her Lycanroc to return to perching atop a fallen piece of stone and shoot rocks across the field to disperse the flames. The red-furred bipedal lupine did so with ease, squatting down upon the stone and waving a paw, sending a rock flying forth each time.

Moon, silent with arms held behind her back, orders given through Bond alone, kept her focus. Her intensity, her drive to win. Olivia had put so much power against her, an almost overwhelming amount, but she was still going to fight. Still had things she could do. And Larvesta...

A jet of sticky silk burst out of the flaming field, already burning as it wrapped around the Lycanroc's leg and pulled. Olivia's responsive thought, the best counter, communicated fast enough for Lycanroc to dive into the fire and swing down at the point of origin of the attack, striking nothing but the severed end of the silk strand – already disconnected from its creator. Larvesta, a pace to the side, latched onto Lycanroc's leg and bit down. Performed a draining attack upon its target. Though weak, the Torch Pokemon did have one Grass-type ability.

Moon, raising the hands she'd lowered and held behind her back, began to move as the rising flames made it just a moment too difficult for Olivia to tell she'd changed the red crystal in her Z-Ring for one green. Olivia's eyes widened a moment too late.

Grass-type Z-Move Bloom Doom.

The surge of light blew out across the field, washing the flames away, Olivia taking a step back as it rushed by her, Tapu Lele waving a hand and preventing any of it from reaching it or the two women with it. The move Larvesta had used was weak, and so when transfigured into a Z-Move would not carry the true strength of such an attack, but it was a Z-Move all the same and when the light cleared and the resolution of Lycanroc, pushing Larvesta into the ground, came to the eyes of all, it was still so obvious the Wolf Pokemon was panting heavily. Moon called back her fifth. One more.

Olivia shook her head at the girl's trickery, using it to account for the difference between them. Good. That sort of cleverness was what it took. She directed her Lycanroc to step back so Moon could unleash her sixth.

Moon did so.

Water surged out around the Wishiwashi as it manifested, lifting it into the air, taking the shape of a much larger school of the Small Fry Pokemon. For that to be the last, Olivia grinned with defiance: Moon had saved a powerful and dangerous Pokemon to face her in the final throes. She'd done well, used clever strategies, and faced overwhelming strength while remaining at full force the entire time. She was close to meeting Olivia's approval. But not yet enough. And if Moon was bringing her best for last...

“I'm speeding up!”

Lycanroc burst through the Wishiwashi, speed so fast it would not be caught by the water the way the Raticate had the day before. Though it reformed some of the water had fallen away, and the giant fish turned to find Lycanroc had already dropped back to the ground, circled around it, then leapt onto another piece of fallen stone and returned to strike again. This time Moon ordered a counter, a jet of water bursting out of the Pokemon – able to emerge from any point in the schooled mass – to shoot forward. Lycanroc swung a paw and threw a stone into the jet, scattering the attack as the Wolf Pokemon dropped back to the ground, its own leaping attack interrupted by the exchange. The large fish held height, a unique floating target, jets of water shooting out from it upon its opponent below. But Lycanroc moved fast, far too fast for the number of hits it had taken so far, and evaded between them with ease. Olivia counted seconds between strikes in silence, the grey crystal set within her Z-Ring awaiting its moment. She had a Z-Move too. Looked for her own right moment to use it. Just as Moon did.

Their two Pokemon continued to attack at one another, Lycanroc evading water used to both attack it and prevent its own. But this constant rain of water couldn't be sustained forever, the energy Moon was giving her Pokemon impressive but not pumped infinitely at such speeds the Wishiwashi would never tire. Moon took a moment, while Lycanroc was forced further back from the Wishiwashi than Olivia would like, to allow its water to shine and begin to refresh itself. Olivia's snap order had her Lycanroc leap from where it was with greater strength than it ever had before in this battle, easily coasting over the top of the schooling Small Fry Pokemon. Both Trainers moved as one, to both strike and counter the attack coming.

Moon let her arms flow, from side to side as Lana had taught her. Olivia tensed her arms and held them out, feeling Z-Power flow through her. Lillie, enraptured, couldn't help her eyes drawn to Olivia as the woman's arms resembled cut stone as she held them up. Incredible...

Water-type Z-Move Hydro Vortex. A massive torrent of water exploded from out of Wishiwashi's body, circling upwards into a twister surrounding the target above it.

Rock-type Z-Move Continental Crush. Stone raced into the sky, collected above Lycanroc's raised paw, and then began to fall. Felt the water push against it and gave, just a little. Then pushed back. A storm of water surged upwards. The staggering mass of stone pushed down. Moment by moment ticked by. Olivia clenched her fists.

And, as they were always wont to do, the pure power within each Z-Move mixed and detonated, all that was left as the meeting of each stripped the rest away. An explosion of light illuminated the Ruins of Life even brighter than Moon's Flaaffy had before. Moon covered her eyes. Olivia closed hers. Burnet once more turned away and held an arm out over Lillie.

Tapu Lele stared into the light without blinking.

Slowly the light faded. Slowly Moon looked up, the Kahuna across from her doing the same. Slowly Burnet lowered her arm and Lillie stood up to see what the result of the great clash was. Oh!

Oh.

Oh...

She stared. Moon stared. Olivia, with wide eyes, stared. At her Pokemon, her Lycanroc, lying on its back upon the ground below. And at the far smaller fish Pokemon lying atop it, similarly unmoving. So then. That was that.

“A tie.” She took a step forward. “I so often forget those are an option.” So Moon hadn't defeated her, not fully. They'd defeated each other. Olivia wracked her mind for what she was meant to do in this situation. Moon had shown fine effort, but without a complete victory, was it right to send her on? Perhaps she should ask the Tapu. It had been present for this battle after all. Moon called out to her.

Olivia looked and went from deep thought to blank face as Moon activated the Pokeball she held. As, despite swaying and barely standing, despite the heavy attacks it had taken earlier, nonetheless still conscious Moon's Dartrix emerged. It hadn't been completely knocked out when she'd called it back before. Olivia had missed that. The Kahuna stared. All stared.

Tapu Lele's loud sound of amusement was the only thing to eclipse Olivia's own.

“Well then!” Lowering her head from the great laughter that had overtaken her, Olivia beamed at Moon, “I cannot argue that! Moon! You've bested the Kahuna of Akala Island in her Grand Trial! Congratulations!”

“Moon!” Lillie wasted not a second more racing across the charred field to Moon's side, joy so great on her face. “You did it!” Looking at her, so thrilled, so happy, Moon felt only relief. At winning. And at Lillie's expression being only happiness. No fear. No concern. Moon hadn't scared her. Lillie smiled and Moon smiled back. Olivia grinned at the pair. Then removed the grey crystal from her Z-Ring.

“Here.” She held it out to the Trainer before her, “This is a Rockium-Z. You can use it to perform the Z-Move Continental Crush. Pay close attention as I show you the Z-Pose once more. The movement in the hips is crucial.” Moon and Lillie both watched as Olivia once again tightened her arms, stuck her hip out, and then turned it and her entire upper torso with it. Both nodded as the Kahuna straightened up and smiled at them. Very good. Burnet approached as well.

“Only under great pressure does coal become diamonds,” Olivia grinned at Moon, “but equally can diamonds be shattered by that pressure. I'm glad you made it through. Ula'ula Island isn't easy – you'll need to give your Pokemon more time and energy than you can believe to get through its Trials. But I believe you can. As long as you do too. No holding back, right?” Moon nodded emphatically. Lillie smiled at her. Burnet smiled at the pair. Very good.

“Well then,” the Professor set a hand each upon Moon and Lillie's shoulders, “should we head back?” Each agreed, Olivia turning and gesturing for Tapu Lele to return Nebby, who did so with a clear display of reluctance, placing the Nebula Pokemon back into Lillie's arms. Lillie stared up at the Island Deity in silence. All watched as it turned and left, heading deeper into the ruins, spending only one moment more to give Moon a deep look. Moon looked back. It seemed content with that.

Thus they returned. Thus celebrations were great. Thus the day came to an end, Moon slept deeply indeed, and the next day dawned.

The day Kukui would take Lillie with him to Ula'ula Island. The day Kahili would fly there on the back of her Pokemon. The day Hau and Moon would be taken there after their visitation to the Aether Paradise.

The day that the Island Challengers Hau and Moon would bid farewell to Akala Island, its three Trials and Grand Trial complete. The second of four islands on their Island Challenge done.

And still so much more left to go.

Chapter Text

She wasn't wrong, that was what Moon decided.

Lillie had called her scary. Lillie had called her beautiful. Those two thoughts had warred in Moon's mind as she trained the day before her Grand Trial, equally telling her that she had to change from the way she was and that she had to be even more of what she was. That confusion, mixing with the mounting tension Moon had felt as she'd prepared to face the Kahuna, as well as the stress from other Trainers along the way paying her too much mind, had driven Moon to a most precarious state indeed.

Then the encounter with Plumeria had nearly pushed her over the ledge she had come to.

She hadn't told anyone about it. Didn't say anything of the hole in the earth beyond the entrance of the Ruins of Life when leaving it with Olivia, Lillie, and Burnet. The Kahuna had asked Moon, who had come through this way before, if she knew, but Moon had lied and said she did not. Because she didn't want to talk about the Team Skull Trainer and the words she'd said: that Moon had just been crushing people with her power because she could. Because she didn't want to think about how bad it had felt seeing Tapu Lele do the same to Plumeria herself. Ever since the encounter with Tapu Koko in Verdant Cavern, Moon had felt a wariness to the Guardian Deities of Alola – aware that their strength was far too much for the seeming expectations they'd placed upon her. Seeing Tapu Lele and the way it fought, it solidified that wariness into almost fear. The Tapu... she didn't like being around them.

But she said nothing of that at all.

For a moment, before being drawn into the Grand Trial with Olivia that had taken so much of her focus she couldn't think of anything else, Moon had doubted herself. She'd doubted the way she used Z-Moves to brush away others – the sight of the Raticate falling from her Wishiwashi the day before still with her. She'd doubted the power and ferocity with which she'd battled – memories of her Pokemon chasing off others who stayed too long surfacing one after another. She'd doubted that the way she was, the way she thought and battled, was right. Believed that she needed to change. And that maybe that would mean she could no longer go on.

And when all of those doubts had come to a head, when she'd looked at Lillie and been sure she'd seen fear, Moon had for a single moment accepted it. Accepted she should stop here. Go no further. For a moment she'd been prepared to surrender.

Then Lillie had called out to her, reminded her of her promise to Hau. They were both going all the way, never holding back, and that meant Moon had to give it her all. It was in thinking of that that Moon found anew her confidence and determination. Resumed the Grand Trial with full intent. And was now sitting in Konikoni City later that day, surrounded by others – Hau and Lillie, Kukui and Burnet, Olivia, Kahili, even Sina and Dexio having found their way into the group again – all celebrating her victory. Her and Hau's victory. They were heading on to Ula'ula Island next. Their Island Challenges continuing. Oh everyone was so proud. Moon had kept quiet through it all. Until now.

She stood and smiled for she was not wrong. She'd thought about it, thought about it so much, but now she was sure. No holding back, right? That meant the only thing that was right was for her to give it her all every single day. That was what she believed.

That was her childlike conclusion.

Not one of the people who looked out over Moon had ever seen the darker side of her aggression – even Kiawe watching over her as she struggled with his Trial only assuming it was childlike frustration. No-one here had seen Moon coldly order a Z-Move, lacking the passion and excitement of true battles, to dispose of Team Skull in her way. No-one had noticed the way her Pokemon acted with more ferocious attitudes when their Trainer was accosted. For none of that had ever happened in their presence. No-one knew of the pressure Moon had told no-one of, and so no-one could judge that against her. If they could things would have been different. Moon wouldn't have been told it was right to go all out. Olivia, in truth, would have failed the girl her Grand Trial and instead taken on mentorship of Moon, to help her better centre herself and treat all her battles, even against those like Team Skull, with greater respect for the Pokemon within them. Moon would not have left Akala Island, and her pace with Hau would have been broken. Frustrating, driving her anger further, but even that would help those with her better understand her. And, breaking their race that way, might have been better.

But that was not what was happening and everyone celebrating did not know. Moon's wide smile, happy to have found her answer, showed none of just what that answer entailed. Thus the course of what came next was set.

Great conflict upon Ula'ula Island lay just ahead.

“Okay, so,” Dexio, always one of the louder voices in any gathering, was looking over a pair of Pokemon, two that shared a name and only barely an appearance. In comparison to the bipedal red and white-furred Midnight form of Lycanroc, the Midday Lycanroc of Professor Kukui remained on all four legs, its fur a light brown mixing with muzzle, mane, tail, and feet of white. The two Lycanroc of Olivia and Kukui seemed roughly comfortable around one another, but maintained a distance all the same. Their glances were more competitive than anything else. Dexio looked over them with keen interest, “which form is stronger?”

“They each have different strengths,” Kukui shook his head, “one isn't specifically better than the other.”

“Though if you're talking individuals, definitely my own,” Olivia smiled, moreso when Kukui looked up at her with a raised eyebrow.

“I wouldn't be so sure.”

“Should we test it?”

Dexio, wide-eyed and nodding, joined by Sina who was similarly interested – and similarly capable of hearing an interesting discussion from across any distance and honing in on it with ease – each blew out a huff as Olivia and Kukui laughed and shook their heads.

“We'd make a horrible mess if we went all out.” Kukui's words were quickly agreed to by Olivia's nod.

“We might be outside right now,” they were, gathered in a group at a park nearby to the Pokemon Center of southern Konikoni, “but even then it'd be too much damage. If we took it to a battling field maybe but...”

“Best save it for the League,” Kukui grinned. “That's where all the best battles are going to happen anyway!”

Moon, who'd approached the group with interest too, smiled at Olivia when she turned and smiled at her. The Kahuna found herself delighted by Moon's far happier mood. Bent down to whisper to her.

“I'd win, of course,” she made sure only Moon heard, “but it would be too much. One of the things about Pokemon Trainers is the more powerful you grow, the less you can give it your all. It'd just do too much damage to your surroundings. The more you grow, the more responsible you have to be, alright Moon?” Moon nodded in answer. She got it. Olivia smiled even wider. “I knew you'd understand.”

“I'm surprised you heard about that,” Kukui's voice drew Olivia and Moon's attention back, the Professor talking to the two Kalosian researchers, “it was about... Olivia, two years ago that a Dusk form was first observed?”

“That's right,” Olivia nodded in answer, “young Tristan and his Lycanroc. Come to think of it, we still haven't done his Final Trial.”

“Well,” Kukui frowned, “there's not a whole lot we can do about that until we have four Kahuna again. Tapu Fini still hasn't chosen Captain Mina?”

“Not that I've heard,” Olivia shook her head, “Mina hasn't said anything either. Just that Tapu Fini is waiting. We're not sure what for.”

The Professor and Kahuna made thoughtful noises at the mystery of Poni Island's unchosen Kahuna, while Sina approached Moon instead. Moon looked up at her as she addressed the young girl. “We're talking about new Pokemon mysteries!” Sina with a grin pumped an arm, Dexio wandering over to join her. “Just like a new form of Lycanroc was discovered only recently, there's so many other unknowns – both new Pokemon and forms – just all over the place.”

Moon nodded. Like Eevee. Both researchers nodded back.

“Yep!” Dexio took over, he and Sina passing off the same speech with ease borne of having known one another for a very long time indeed. “There's probably tons of evolutions of Eevee we still don't know about. Are you going to try for one?” Moon nodded again. Olivia had offered her and Hau the choice of an Evolutionary Stone from her collection, but each had turned her down. They'd evolve their Eevees differently. Hau had accepted a Thunderstone, but that wasn't for his Eevee. And wasn't yet to be used.

Not until he was ready.

“You and Hau both love your Pokemon a whooole lot,” Sina held the 'o' of 'whole' for a moment to display the amount Moon and Hau cared about their Pokemon, “and at your pace they've been growing strong too. You'll probably see an Espeon, Umbreon, or Sylveon soon if you don't find something else.” Moon considered that. But didn't seem perturbed. She was fine with what happened. Both researchers grinned to hear that.

They were too.

“But keep an eye out!” Returning to the point they were shooting for, Dexio spoke again. “There's still so many mysteries about Pokemon, both undiscovered and forgotten! You know how many old records there are that say something was one Pokemon but we interpreted it wrong and believed it was another? Way too many! It just means there's discoveries to be made all the time! If you do your best, I'm sure you'll find some! And be sure to tell us when you do, okay?”

Moon nodded. Dexio and Sina were high-energy enough to be overwhelming, but Moon couldn't help but share their excitement either. She wanted to discover new things too. She'd try her best!

Hau watched Moon promise that in silence.

Where the Captains and Kahuna Olivia had spoken in advice, Dexio and Sina had told him earlier that day in plain detail. He was approaching a wall. Soon enough the Pokemon he kept with him, the Pokemon he was giving his all to every day, would begin to grow beyond his measure. Would, to overcome the challenges ahead, require even more power than they took now. Their growth, the growth of their demands, would be so much faster than the amount Hau could give them. He'd stop cold, unable to continue until he took the time, however long that was, to rest and grow with them. Not to charge forward into new challenges but instead to focus on improving himself. It was something that happened to everyone, they told him. He'd get through it. But it was about to stop him and he wouldn't be able to continue. The writing was on the wall. His Island Challenge was about to come to a screeching halt.

Moon seemed so happy. So relaxed now, maybe moreso than Hau had ever seen her before. She'd chosen to believe there was nothing that could go wrong as long as she continued moving forward. He'd been forced to acknowledge there were only a few steps more he could take. Their race together, motivating each other, sharing Trials and experiences, competing and doing their best, he had to tell her. Had to explain that where she could continue on, because her Pokemon's growth would never slow her down, he'd need to stop. That he couldn't race with her anymore.

That their competition had come to an end.

Moon, catching him looking her way, stepped over with a smile. They had their next Island ahead, right? She was excited for it, ready to do her next Trials. To go to new places with Hau and Lillie and see all that she could see. He was the same, right?

“I-” Hau stumbled at the expression of happiness and expectation on Moon's face, sure she knew his answer. He smiled back. “Yeah! We're gonna do great!” Moon rushed off to tell Lillie the same as Hau looked down.

She was gonna do great.

As Kukui's boat pulled away from the docks of Heahea City the next morning, Lillie aboard it waved to Moon, Hau, Kahili, and Burnet, who'd all disembarked to go their own way. The former three would now head across Akala's largest city to the Hano Grand Resort, where Jace, member of the Aether Foundation, was awaiting the two children to take them on to the floating Aether Paradise, man-made island to the south-west. Sina and Dexio were absent, having been sternly told by Kahili it was about time they gave the kids some space and maybe focused on preparing for the League so they'd do the first of Alola credit. They'd taken the hint that maybe it was best for them to come back around later.

As far as they knew, they'd given Moon and Hau all they could for the moment. Best let them grow on their own for now.

“Okay,” Burnet waved at the group, “time for me to get back to work! Tracking the Ultra Wormhole and what readings we can get from it is pretty tough stuff, so I can't leave my lab alone for too long! It was nice meeting you, Moon, and you again, Hau!” Moon and Hau both nodded back and thanked Professor Burnet for telling them all about the Ultra Wormhole and joining them for the past few days. Burnet smiled back. Bid farewell to Kahili as well. Then took her leave.

Ever since the Ultra Wormhole readings spiked a few months back – strangely synonymous with her and her husband's discovery of Lillie – she'd been working full time on tracking the Wormhole, sleeping at her lab more often than not to be on site whenever it might manifest, whether the middle of the day or night. It had meant she'd spent a lot less time with her husband than she'd like of late, but this was something important to the extreme. She'd make it back when her research was complete. Maybe they'd take a trip somewhere? That'd be nice.

But back to work first! Professor Burnet of Alola, exit stage right.

From the docks of Heahea, Kahili took command, leading Hau and Moon across the city. Heahea City stretched far from the western coast of Akala across its breadth, a length of forest and field beyond it, and then a stretch of more expensive housing after. It was beyond that still, all the way on the eastern coast of Akala, that the Hano Grand Resort was situated, a hotel whose name existed alongside the very best of the world. It was when Kahili entered it to receive the immediate attention of the staff, all but falling over themselves to welcome her, that Moon and Hau realised just how notable she could be.

Kahili focused on none of that and continued directly on to stand before the Aether Foundation member seated on one of the foyer's chairs. “Jace?”

“Ah!” Jace stood, immediately nodding in confirmation. He was a young man, of similar age to Captain Ilima, and seemed slightly awed in the presence of Kahili Hano herself, especially being in the luxurious building bearing her name. Kahili lifted her head slightly to angle her stare at him.

“Moon and Hau were invited to the Aether Paradise?”

Looking past Kahili at the two children following behind her, Jace nodded at them, Moon specifically. He knew of Hau, and didn't find himself surprised to see the boy with Moon for this tour – especially since Branch Chief Faba had so freely told Moon to bring another. Jace turned his attention back to Kahili. “Yes, I was tasked to wait for them here, I can bring them back after as well.”

“Rather,” Kahili redirected Jace's intent, “are you able to take them to Malie City instead?” Jace blinked.

“Of- of course, but that would mean-” he looked back to Moon and Hau, the former with a relaxed smile. Wait. “Then the two of you...”

“Don't make a scene.” Kahili only lightly rested her hand on Jace's shoulder, but the way he immediately stiffened up showed he was all nerves. She shook her head. “They completed their Grand Trials. Leave it at that.”

“Right!” Jace nodded with almost mechanical precision. Kahili sighed and turned back to the others.

“I'm going to go and visit my father,” though she found the opulence of this place stifling, Kahili still appreciated her father and made sure to visit him when nearby, “and I will meet the two of you on Ula'ula Island. Congratulations on making it this far. You should both be proud.” Each smiled at her for saying that. Though their ridiculous pace still shook her should she let it, Kahili had learned over the past weeks to push past that. They may be incredible children, but they were still children, and she owed it to them to do the right thing by them. Kahili had returned to Alola on Professor Kukui's invite, but for her own motivation. To help Alola and its Trainers grow even more.

Bidding the two farewell, giving Jace a final look that clearly instructed him to look after them, she took her leave as well. She'd see them later today.

But their farewell to Akala was still a thing every last person who knew them felt.

Jace focused his attention on the two children before him.

“Well then,” having been notified by Kahili calling ahead Jace had already checked out from the resort, the cost of staying covered by the Aether Foundation yet still feeling like a little much to him. No doubt the Branch Chief had thought himself doing Jace a favour by stationing him in such an opulent location, but it just hadn't been to Jace's taste. He was happy to be heading off. He nodded down at Moon and Hau. “Shall we be off?” Moon and Hau nodded back. Well then, off they go!

A boat docked at the resort, branded with the symbol of the Aether Foundation – a symbol Moon remembered was upon her Ride Pager every time she saw it – awaited the three, each stepping aboard one after the other – Jace, Moon, Hau. Jace went for the cabin with the two children following after, each wanting to speak with him. When Kiawe and Mallow had mentioned Jace and his friendship with Captain Ilima during the rainy day of their Lush Jungle Trial, the interest in him had been set within each. Given the freedom to pilot the small boat out of the docks and cove of the Hano Grand Resort and onto the open sea, Jace breathed out a loud sigh once he could just focus on one direction ahead. Turned his attention to the two children watching him. Gave them a reassuring smile. “We'll be there soon enough!”

Garbed in the white clothing of Aether Foundation workers, Jace was a taller and lankier individual than Captain Ilima had been, the only real similarity between them how clearly long each had spent out under Alola's sun, tanned as strongly as they were. Another difference between them was the confidence they expressed, so much less so in Jace than Ilima constantly had on display. Jace, looking at these two, bit at his lip and stumbled on how to begin talking multiple times, wondering what he could say. He wanted to ask them so much, about their journey so far, the unnatural speed at which they'd gone – about Moon's incredible and once-believed impossible ability – but any way he came up with how to phrase it seemed rude. Self-doubt kept him silent.

Eventually Hau spoke first.

“You're friends with Captain Ilima, right?”

“You heard!” Thrilled to be the one addressed rather than addressing, Jace nodded with a smile. “Ilima and I did our Trials together, racing our way across Alola. We set records!” His proud smile quickly grew wistful. “But those are gone now with you two. I don't think anyone's going to match yours.”

In the silence of Moon and Hau, aware of their own ridiculous pace, Jace sighed to himself. “It's been a long time now, over six years already. I didn't complete my Final Trial when Ilima left, it just didn't feel right. Trained with my Pokemon more but... well, I joined up with the Aether Foundation – they have programs for young Trainers to lend hands around Alola and I went from there to full-time. Let my Pokemon go since it wasn't fair keeping them when I wasn't battling, and got into working on Aether technology. When Ilima came back from Kalos he and I designed the Ride Pager, you know?”

Moon and Hau both nodded at that, aware that the man before them had done something really impressive. Jace seemed embarrassed to catch himself bragging. “Well, it was a team-effort, Ilima's super-smart, he led the way.” Jace looked away, out the window of the boat coursing over the wide seas of Alola. Looked past his reflection in the glass. “Honestly, I haven't spent much time with Ilima since then,” he turned his head, looking at the two children behind him, “how is he?”

“He's good!” Hau affirmed and Moon nodded, both agreeing that Captain Ilima was doing great. He'd helped them each out during their Melemele Trial and Grand Trial a whole bunch! They really liked him and he seemed really happy. Jace smiled to hear that. Looked genuinely relieved, to be honest.

“I was hoping so,” he said it with such honesty it stuck out to Moon. Was... was Jace expecting something to be wrong?

“Oh-” caught out by Moon's surprising insight, Jace looked away again. “Just... his father can be...” suddenly tight-lipped, Jace went silent. Moon asked again. Was something wrong? Jace kept looking away.

“Ilima's father,” he spoke slowly, as if debating every word he said, “loves to show Ilima off to others. Is so proud of him but every time it's just 'look at my son, isn't he amazing, please appreciate him'. He's always been that way. Ilima came back from Kalos and the first thing his father did was throw a party to show him off to all the other highbrows in Hau'oli. And I know Ilima doesn't like it. He never liked it.” A huff of breath came from Jace as he finished, aware he'd been venting. “Sorry,” he shook his head, “I shouldn't be ranting at you.”

“Uh...” Hau glanced at Moon, who looked back at him with similar wide eyes. They hadn't expected to hear this. “There was a party we saw him in one time-”

“Ugh!” Jace made the noise of disgust with enough emotion to make Hau and Moon both go silent, the Aether Foundation member staring daggers at his own mental image of Ilima's father. “He was always like that, even when we were younger! Even then it was always 'look at my child, aren't they special, everyone needs to know how great they are'! Ilima doesn't want that! He never wanted it! And I keep telling him to-” abruptly Jace slapped a hand over his mouth, aware now he was going way too far. He shook his head and mumbled something neither children before him could hear through the hand clamped over his mouth. Eventually Jace drew the hand away.

“I spoke out of turn,” he kept his eyes down, “please don't mention this to Ilima. I just... no, forget it. Just leave it be.” Moon and Hau looked at each other. They'd heard a lot they probably shouldn't have. But a question still remained.

“Umm, Mr. Jace?” Jace looked at Hau as the boy addressed him. “Why did you and Captain Ilima stop doing your Trials?”

Jace paused. Then looked away.

“It's complex.” He said it to himself, his own faint reflection in the glass of the cabin, more than to anyone else. “If I were to explain it I'd say... imagine spending time with someone and it's the best, you're so happy together that you forget all your problems, nothing ever feels wrong. But those problems... they're still there. And the more you ignore them, the worse they get. So even though you can't feel them when you're together, as soon as you're apart they just... they hurt so much more. It was like that.” Jace paused again before shaking his head. “Sorry, that probably doesn't make sense.”

In the silence that followed, thinking on the words Jace had spoken, Hau answered in a voice far quieter and more restrained than most had ever heard him speak before. “No,” he shook his head, “I get it.”

Jace looked at him. Then back to the way ahead. “Huh.” In the distance, its white structure glittering under the sun's light, the Aether Paradise lay before them.

The ship bearing them continued on.

“Aha! Welcome! Welcome!” The reedy voice of Branch Chief Faba of the Aether Foundation was quick to greet Moon and Hau as Jace escorted them through the main entrance of the Aether Paradise, the boat they had taken here docked at a level below and an elevator ridden up to the entrance floor. Faba approached the group. “Very good Jace, very good.” Jace nodded.

“Thank you, Branch Chi-”

“Now then!” Cutting through Jace's response, Faba rubbed his hands together. “Welcome, each of you, to the Aether Paradise, a technological marvel containing technological marvels, the pinnacle of Pokemon care the world over, the bastion of the future for people and Pokemon alike! I am, as you know, Branch Chief Faba of the Aether Foundation, one of the firm hands upon the wheel of this great ship we are sailing into tomorrow! It is indeed my great pleasure to welcome you to the centre of Pokemon conservation efforts within Alola – today you will see many great things! Your tour guide has already been prepared, she will be along shortly, I am sure.”

Moon and Hau stared blankly. Faba had just said a lot. Or rather very little in a lot of words. Jace opened his mouth to speak.

“Ah!” Faba's voice overlapped his in an instant. “And there she is now. Come now, Assistant Branch Chief, you cannot keep us waiting.” Clapping his hands, Faba jerked his head to indicate the woman approaching them should hurry up. “The time I spend here is time not spent working and, I can assure you, that is time most wasted indeed. We all have so very much to do after all, do we not?”

“Y-yes, Branch Chief Faba.” The woman saying that had a light and airy voice that sounded weighed down by having to speak as such. She was of similar height to Faba, though the mass of her dark and voluptuous hair caused her to look quite taller. Wearing another modified version of the Aether Foundation outfit, this one with a pink sweater-like upper half from her midsection to neck and wrists, she raised a hand and adjusted the wide rimmed glasses she wore, their frames a similar pink as well. “Greetings Hau, greetings Moon, my name is Wicke, it is a pleasure to have you visit us today.”

“Very good very good,” Faba's droning tone came in as Wicke finished her introductions, “Now then, Assistant Branch Chief, if you would take these children on?” Wicke quietly nodded and instructed Hau and Moon to follow her. Each made it a few steps before Faba called again. “Ah, but Miss Moon, if you would a moment?”

Moon stopped and turned. Hau did too but Wicke instructed him to move forward with her, the boy reluctantly following after, creating enough space for Faba to address Moon alone. He stepped closer to her.

“Now then, I am to believe you are in possession of Aether property, is that not the case?” Moon paused, looking at Jace, who did nod to her which she supposed was reassuring. Jace's outbursts on the boat over had surprised her, but at the same time it sounded as though he genuinely cared for Ilima. That was enough to trust him. Moon reached into her bag and withdrew the white Ride Pager she carried.

“Ah, yes yes yes,” Faba wiggled his fingers as he outstretched a hand to Moon, who almost instinctively pulled the Ride Pager back. Faba paused, looking at her. “Now now, young Miss, this is no act of thievery on our part! We are very thankful for you returning this piece of technology to us, and will have it replaced, with its contents transferred to a new Ride Pager, before your time here is done. Now then, if you please?”

With reluctance Moon handed it over. She'd promised Lana she'd trade it for another, though still didn't understand why. This wasn't how she'd expected it at all but... maybe it was for the best? She didn't know. She didn't understand a lot of this. But Jace attempted to reassure her, before Faba spoke over him again, and that meant something. She supposed.

“Now then,” with a wide smile Faba waved a hand, “please join your fellow with Assistant Branch Chief Wicke, and enjoy your tour of the Aether Paradise! Much of the technology in use here has had my hand upon it, so you will surely appreciate all of it, yes!” Waving again and again, Faba succeeded in shooing Moon off to join Wicke. Turned to head off to the labs with prize in hand. Oh so very good indeed.

“Uhm, Branch Chief?” Jace, following behind, had to question it. “Have you... reported to the Madam President yet about this? That we've located the missing Professor Moh-”

“Now Jace!” In a strong tone Faba ordered his assistant's silence. “Surely you are aware we are in a delicate period right now, with the Ultra Wormhole's manifestations becoming so frequent across Alola? We do not yet know the specific status of this so-called 'Professor Mohn' and, frankly, the introduction of him to the President would be most distressing at this time. No, until I have ascertained all that is involved in this situation, no reports shall be made. As your superior I have already taken charge of this task, and you should worry no more about it. Do you understand?”

Jace, cowed by Faba's words, backed down and nodded. The Branch Chief smiled and continued on. “Now come, Jace, we have work to be done! With the original Ride Pager in hand we will finally be able to complete our prototypes! It is a great day for the Aether Foundation and you should put all worries from your mind! Today, we seize the future!” Led on, Jace followed after Faba. Spent a moment looking back, but Wicke and the children were already gone. He sighed and continued on.

Back to work.

“Welcome to the Aether Paradise Pokemon Conservation Zone.” Tour-guiding wasn't really Wicke's job; as Assistant Branch Chief she was actually quite high up the ladder within the Aether Foundation. However that meant nothing to the orders of those above her, and so today Wicke found herself pulled from usual duties to guide two young children around the Aether Paradise. A small part of her was, admittedly, annoyed by that.

“Oh it's so cool! Look, Moon! There's Corsola down there in the water!”

In truth though, watching Hau and Moon observing the Conservation Zone within the Aether Paradise, a location filled with lush fields, trees, flowing water, and rock structures, Wicke couldn't help but smile all the same. Despite the beauty of this place, white walkways set above it to not disturb the Pokemon below, sometimes it took seeing someone else's reaction to remember how grand it was. How good what the Aether Foundation did could be. She appreciated the reminder. Stepped up to the edge of the walkway Hau was half leaning over to bring him back. And resumed the tour.

“The number of Corsola in Alola is actually quite low for such an aquatic region – due in large part to the hunting practises of Mareanie and Toxapex. They are quite vicious Pokemon, which have torn apart the Corsola colonies of Alola quite savagely. We keep a colony here in the hopes of replenishing those numbers one day.”

“That's rough...” Hau mused, looking out over the Pokemon below him, this area built atop the level Wicke had greeted them on before. It was hard to believe there was so much below what looked like a perfect nature reserve. The Aether Paradise really was incredible! “I know my gramps likes to say the world of nature can be cruel, but still that's just... you know, Moon?”

Moon, who'd seen cruelty from nature first-hand just the day before, nodded. Wicke agreed.

“Yes, and at times we must question the degree to which we, as humans, choose to interfere in nature, but nonetheless there will still be times we are required to act. Our President, Madam Lusamine, makes these decisions with absolute confidence. She has led the Aether Foundation for well over a decade already to incredible effect. As you can see all around us.”

“Oooh,” Hau nodded, “do we get to meet her too?”

Wicke raised her head and looked around. “It is possible she may be here.” But not in sight for the moment. Wicke continued the tour.

“The Aether Paradise employs a special jamming signal,” Wicke spoke as Moon and Hau looked every which way, Pokemon of all kinds in the conservation areas below, “which prevents the functioning of Pokeballs within it. This is to prevent poachers from raiding the location – as there are many Pokemon in rehabilitation here that could not protect themselves from would-be thieves.”

In curiosity, Hau attempted to activate one of his own, Brionne manifesting and giving a happy cry in doing so.

“Aha, only unused Pokeballs,” Wicke shook her head, “any system that prevents a Pokemon from leaving a Pokeball, or imprisons it in any way is, after all, highly immoral.” That earned nods from the two children. They got that. Hau called Brionne back to him. The tour continued.

Footsteps approached the group from behind.

“Wicke, who have you here?”

She spoke with a lilting voice, one that carried strongly the intent it was spoken with. Curiosity gave way to a smile and a much happier tone as the group turned to face her, each raising their head to the tall woman that had appeared.

Lusamine, Madam President of the Aether Foundation, smiled widely.

“How wonderful to meet you, Moon and Hau, I had heard you were to be visiting but did not realise it was so soon.” Aside from her height, even taller than Professor Kukui himself, what was most notable about Lusamine was her hair, long and brilliant blonde, wrapping around her head and down to her waist like a shroud. It was reminiscent of Lillie's own, and between the tall woman's striking green eyes and the white clothing she wore – a dress with yellow transparent frilling layered over its waist and a deep green crystal set into the chest, long pants of white with sides of black – Moon couldn't help but feel a strong resemblance to Lillie in Lusamine's form. It stood out to her.

“I am most delighted to welcome you both,” her voice was warm, care and happiness behind it as she spoke, “and pleased that you have been able to see the Aether Paradise I have built. A place where Pokemon can be safe within my care. I am one who feels a deep love for all Pokemon, and my desire to create a haven for them has borne fruit. Everything you have seen today... is a result of love for Pokemon. Please keep that in your hearts.”

“Wow...” Hau, looking around, internalised that. A place like this, a place built out of love for Pokemon, it stuck with him. He looked back to Lusamine with stars in his eyes. “That's amazing!” He was nodding his head as he spoke, unable to keep still. “Miss Wicke said you'd been doing this for a decade, you must've started at, like... our age!” Lusamine spent a moment wide mouthed before raising a hand over hers, laughing delightedly.

“Oh you young charmer!” She seemed as pleased as could be, “I am more than old enough already to be your mother!” Hau stared at her with an odd look before raising his hands, counting fingers, then shaking his head. Looked at Lusamine again.

“Really?”

She laughed louder. “Honestly, Wicke, you've brought such a silver-tongued young gentleman into our midst, I am so sorely tempted to keep him!” Wicke smiled thinly as Lusamine turned her attention back to the boy. “It is simply a matter of taking proper measures to care for oneself,” she seemed happy to explain, “that and of course the correct fashion. You and young Miss Moon are on your Island Challenges at present, correct?” Each nodded. “I would not dream of interfering with something so important, but when you are done, the Aether Foundation does indeed have outreach programs for working with local Trainers around Alola. I am sure our styling would most suit you.”

“Hmmm,” Hau looked from Lusamine to Moon, “I dunno, I think only Lillie could do that look.” Moon nodded back to Hau. Lusamine and Wicke were silent.

Moments passed.

“Well!” Lusamine clapped her hands, “I should return to my work. Wicke, if you would be so kind as to-”

Alarms blared.

Barely was Lusamine able to demand what was occurring before the room shook. Before the Aether Paradise shook. Lusamine called into a communicator, demanded a report, garbled static in return. Wicke, rushing to Moon and Hau as everything shook, held each to her to keep them stable. Moon's eyes were locked on the air before her.

It was cracking.

Splitting. Tearing. Fractures in the air itself radiating a rainbow of colour widened before them, a hole forming out over the conservation area below. Light, bright light from deep within the hole washed over the four, all now staring into it. Lusamine mouthed the words 'Ultra Wormhole'. No-one else heard her.

A form took shape within the light.

“Stay back!” Taking steps forward, ordering Wicke to bring Moon and Hau back, Lusamine stood before the creature emerging from the hole before her. It was white, jellyfish-like and floating, a mass of white tentacles hanging from a round and frilled head. Light flickered around its body, an aura similar to that the Totems of Alola held. Moon stared at it, Wicke's hand on her shoulder. What was...

“You're here,” Lusamine breathed the words, standing before the floating being, “at last. You've come from so far, but you are safe now. I have you.” She raised a hand. “Come to me.”

The creature screamed.

Lusamine's yell back, her own loud “no!” went ignored as the beast raced past her, over the railings and out past other Pokemon, cowering from the shaking and the feeling of this creature that did not belong. Lusamine ran after it across the walkways, yelling into her communicator as she went.

“Faba, bring the prototype Beast Balls to the conservation area! No I don't care that they're not done, get them up here immediately! And deactivate the signal jammer so we can use them! On the double!”

Moon broke free of Wicke's grasp and threw a Pokeball of her own.

Dartrix flew out, over the conservation area below, circling the strange creature that had appeared. In return the creature screamed at it, tentacles shaking violently. It lashed out, reaching to the Blade Quill Pokemon, who hastily careened back under Moon's orders. The creature gave chase.

Through the air, over the conservation areas, it followed Moon's Pokemon back to where it had emerged. Hau, who'd led Wicke away, watched as Moon stood before the hole the creature had come from, Dartrix leading it down to her. Moon called out to it. It yelled at her. She called again. It paused.

Lusamine, racing back around the walkways, unable to go in a straight line as the Pokemon and creature had flown, heard Moon speak. Heard her ask why the creature was so afraid, what was scaring it? Heard her tell it that it was safe, it didn't need to be frightened anymore. And watched as it began to calm. Watched as Moon, not her, Moon, was accepted by the Beast. Gritted her teeth and closed in.

“Moon come here.”

Lusamine walked forward, reaching an arm out to take Moon's own, “Get away from there, it's not safe.” Moon pulled back, insisting she was fine. She was calming the creature. Lusamine looked at it, noting it had grown more placid. Turned her eyes to look back at the Ultra Wormhole.

Widened them in shock.

“Look out!”

The strength behind Lusamine's pull, hauling Moon from her feet and through the air, away from where they stood, was immense. The two hit the ground, Lusamine unbalanced by the action, Moon carried without choice, as from the radiating hole of light a massive shape emerged. Dark, pitch black, crystalline in structure, three sharper segments stretching from it in what appeared to be claws. The white creature, the Ultra Beast, screamed but that was all it could do. The hand wrapped around it.

And pulled it back into the light.

The alarms faded away.

In the silence that followed Lusamine pulled herself to her feet, looking with cold eyes out into the space the Ultra Wormhole had been and was now gone. An Ultra Beast had come before her and she'd lost it. It had been taken from her. Because... turning, she looked down. Moon was still on the ground, pulling herself up to a sitting position before wincing and grabbing at her right arm, the one Lusamine had pulled her by. Rolling up her sleeve gently, Moon winced again at the touch. Lusamine could see the girl's skin was bruised.

“Wicke.” She said it matter-of-factly, drawing the assistant's attention, “A first-aid kit.”

“Yes!” Wicke nodded, immediately racing to the nearest station, returning as fast as she could. Lusamine took it from her and knelt down before Moon.

“Honestly,” she placed one hand around Moon's wrist to hold her still, the other wrapping a bandage around Moon's upper arm after treating the bruising of it, “I had warned you to stay back. You should have listened.” Moon, wincing still at the feeling of the bandages being wrapped tight, bit at her lip. Lusamine caught it. “Now now,” she locked her eyes on Moon's, Moon looking away, “there's no need for that. You are a strong Trainer, are you not? You don't need to cry.” Moon held her eyes closed for a long moment before opening them dry. Lusamine smiled. “There, see? A strong and beautiful young girl. And you know now to listen when an adult tells you to, yes?” A slow nod. Lusamine nodded back. “There,” she stood, bandaging of Moon's arm done, “Wicke!”

Wicke nodded and immediately bent down, offering a hand for Moon to take. Moon stood on her own. Lusamine gave her order. “Have these two taken back to where they came from, we must assess the damages done by the Ultra Wormhole's manifesting.”

“Ultra Wormhole!?” Hau, hovering nearby as Moon was bandaged by Lusamine, yelled the words quite loudly. “Then! Then! Was that an Ultra Beast?!?”

“You're quite learned.” Lusamine turned a smile on Hau, the same smile she'd worn before all this. “Yes, that was indeed an Ultra Beast, a Pokemon from another world. They, too, I wish to protect. And I fully intend to do so. Such is my love.”

“Wow...” Hau nodded, “that's really amazing Miss Lusamine!” Lusamine kept her smile for him. Then nodded back to Wicke. “Wicke.”

“Yes, Madam President!” Taking charge, Wicke set to escorting Moon and Hau back down to the docks. As they approached the lift, it dinged, Faba emerging from it.

“Ah!” He approached the trio, holding out a hand to Moon, “I am glad to have caught you. As promised, I deliver this unto you.” Moon, reaching out with her left hand, right arm kept slack, curled her fingers around the Ride Pager so that no-one could see what it was. Hau looked curious but didn't get to see. Moon slipped the item into her bag. “Well then,” Faba stepped on, “as you were.” And made his way over to Lusamine.

The lift containing Wicke, Moon, and Hau descended below.

“You're late.” Lusamine's cold stare at Faba was one of a person looking down upon a particularly unpleasant slug. “The Ultra Beast is already gone.”

“My apologies, Madam President,” Faba bowed deeply, “the security protocols upon the capture jamming system are quite complex, it took me a moment to bring them down.”

“Hmph,” Lusamine blew out a breath, turning her eyes away from the man, “leave it off. Should an Ultra Beast return, I do not want anything getting in my way. And release the UB Catalogue, it's about time we have the Pokedex Holders around Alola pull their weight.”

“Yes, Madam President,” Faba bowed again, taking steps backwards. All the better that the Beast Balls were not used. At least now he'd have the time to finish their development. Oh a device that cared nothing for the Bonds between people and Pokemon, how drastically it would change this world. He couldn't wait to complete it and sign his name into history.

Faba, known throughout the world! To that end, he absolutely could not let anyone else interfere. Not Jace, nor the Madam President, nor the former head of research Mohn. Only him.

Only him.

Lusamine, looking out over the conservation area, Pokemon timidly emerging from hiding places below, clicked her tongue. “Oh daughter,” she spoke to herself alone, “just hold on to that Pokemon for now. The Ultra Dimensional Divider is soon to be complete. Then you will return to me what is mine.” She closed her eyes. “Soon I will have all that is mine.”

Wicke saw Moon and Hau off, the two boarding a ferry travelling to Ula'ula Island, carrying Aether Foundation workers home for the day. Hau, excited about the encounter with an Ultra Beast, insisting they tell Professor Kukui as soon as they found him, was replied to only blankly by Moon as she stared out the window of the boat.

Onwards the ferry went, carrying the two on, Ula'ula Island ahead, home of more Trials. The third stage of their Island Challenge. The continuation of their journey together. Full of new people and new Pokemon to encounter. Truly, her excitement should know no end.

...

Her arm hurt.

Chapter Text

“-and that concludes the broadcast from Aether Foundation President Madam Lusamine, announcing the next major breakthrough in research on the Ultra Wormhole done in collaboration between the Aether Foundation and Dimensional Research Lab of Alola. Pokedex-holding individuals are advised to visit the nearest Pokemon Center and download the newly released Ultra Beast catalogue.

In further news reports of localised eclipses across Alola have continued over the past two months, now understood to be light distortion events created by appearances of the Ultra Wormhole. A number has been set up for reporting these events to those tracking the Ultra Wormhole: please calmly contact this line should you witness such. While the darkening of the sky can be disorienting, no reports of injuries or harm from the Ultra Wormhole have been made, and it can be considered an ultimately harmless natural phenomenon at this time.

Scheduled for opening in the first week of next year's Spring, the first Alolan Pokemon League remains on track, construction of the Pokemon League Stadium atop Ula'ula Island's Mount Lanakila continuing unabated. While this initial tournament will be held as an invitational event for many of Alola's famous Trainers, as well as a number of League Trainers from other Regions, excitement remains high amongst the general populace of Alola. Still, some doubts remain with a portion of the people concerned that the League will compromise Alola's Island Challenge traditions, with town halls across the region continuing to be held by Alola's Professor Kukui. Later this week, Professor Kukui will be attending the annual Alola Culture Council meeting in Ula'ula Island's Malie City, and is expected to address many concerns there.

Three weeks on from the passing of Poni Island's Kahuna Koa, a new Kahuna for the Island has yet to be chosen by Island Deity Tapu Fini. Captain Mina of Poni Island, who is considered the primary candidate to become the next Kahuna, has continued to decline comment, leading to some concerns Tapu Fini may never name a Kahuna at all. In the absence of a fourth Kahuna, Island Challenges are unable to be completed, with some Challengers ready for their Final Trials left frustrated at being held up. An interview with one such is scheduled for later this afternoon.

Team Skull activity around Alola has increased in previous weeks, with the number of gang members sighted in all major Alolan cities on the rise. While the majority are still known to reside in the gated Po Town of Ula'ula Island, concerns are being raised that the group are attempting to create footholds for their presence beyond the sealed location. Reports from Malie City about Team Skull actions have--”

“This is your Captain speaking, we are now approaching Malie City. Thank you for travelling with us this afternoon, and please consider using the Alola Ferry Service again. I repeat, we are now approaching Malie City, all passengers please prepare for departure. Thank you and have a good day.”

“Hwaaaaaah!”

With a loud sound of satisfaction Hau stretched once off the ferry he and Moon had ridden from the Aether Paradise, cracking joints and enjoying the afternoon light of Malie City now that he was here. Turning he looked at his fellow Island Challenger Moon, who stood just a few steps behind him. She'd lifted the brim of the wide hat she wore, something covering her caramel-blonde hair, hiding the majority of her dark-skinned face. Though she looked little like Hau had originally met her, dark-haired, a strange red chicken-combed hat, wearing bright flower patterned clothing, he still felt the same from her as he did when they'd first met. The sensation of his friend. He smiled at her.

“We made it, huh Moon?”

Moon didn't answer.

Malie City of Ula'ula Island had a strong Johtonian demographic, the result of which was that the overall style and design of the city resembled the Johto Region as well. Moon had travelled to Johto once, a trip with her mother and father in younger years of her life. This place reminded her of it. Maybe too much.

“Moon?”

Hau's tap upon her shoulder drew her eyes, slowly focusing on him as Moon realised she was being addressed. She still seemed shaken to Hau, not a surprise given the events at the Aether Paradise; the appearance of the Ultra Wormhole and Ultra Beast; and whatever it had been that grabbed the Ultra Beast and nearly Moon too. And... Hau's gaze drifted to Moon's right arm, knowing that beneath the sleeve bandages were wrapped, Moon injured when being pulled out of danger by the Aether President Lusamine. He looked back to her eyes. “Are you okay?”

What were they doing next? Moon gave no answer to Hau's question, simply focusing on what was ahead of them. Hau turned with her, looking down the streets of Malie City from its docks. Remembered.

“Professor Kukui said he'd be waiting at the Malie Garden in the afternoon, right?” Now that Hau said it, Moon remembered the same. She nodded. Hau started walking. “Then let's go see him! We have to tell him all about the Ultra Wormhole and Ultra Beast too!” So Hau set off, Moon in step behind. Each thinking their thoughts.

Hau knew he had to tell Moon. Had to explain that he wasn't going to be able to race her to the next Trial, that his Pokemon's growth meant he couldn't keep up with them anymore. Malie City was a nice looking place, he could see himself staying here for a bit! And if Professor Kukui was staying here, that means Lillie would be too! It wasn't all bad! Just that... they couldn't race like they did anymore. Hau couldn't keep up. Moon... was going ahead.

He had to tell her that. He... had to.

Malie City's colour was red. Rather, red was the official colour of Ula'ula Island, as pink was for Akala and yellow for Melemele, but for Moon right now it was the city. Red banners. Red signs. Red clothing. Red hats.

Her eyes locked onto a person passing her by, wearing such a red piece donned with bright flowers. It set quickly within her a feeling of missing something, of being under-dressed, for she was not as she wished to be. But that hat she loved, it was far too iconic a thing. She'd be recognised in an instant if she was seen. And then the people would be upon her.

... come to think of it, her parents had bought her that hat when they'd visited Johto back then. Moon's thoughts caught on that and did not move forward. She walked after Hau in silence. Both in silence.

It wasn't long to find the Malie Garden, the location well signposted and residents of Malie happy to give directions to the young children asking the way. Hau and Moon, travelling together for the moment still, entered the Garden's threshold and took in the sight before them. A sight most welcoming and embracing indeed.

Built to remind all those of Johto birth or breed, the Malie Garden served as a reminder of the home left behind, a connection between old and new. Though all of Malie City held influences of the Johto Region, the Malie Garden was so accurate as to feel like one had returned to the Region itself. Moon, eyes wide and staring in every direction, felt the memories of her own time in Johto returning even stronger still. It really was like she was there.

Back then.

“Wow!” Hau, impressed with the wide gardens, watery pathways with small bridges stretching over them, plantlife and architecture from the Johto Region itself, and in general just incredible feeling of tranquillity this place brought, had no reservations about loudly announcing it. “This place is beautiful, isn't it Moon?”

Nodding, Moon walked forward, almost trance-like. It was so easy to close her eyes and go back. So easy indeed...

“Oh hey! I think I see the Professor!” Hau's hand shaking her shoulder broke Moon from her reverie, following the direction he pointed to a small cluster of buildings past a bridge stretching over one of the waterways. There was a figure there, standing and waving, tall with a white coat and tanned bare chest. Yep. That was the Professor.

Moon and Hau made their way over to him.

“Hey there Moon! Hey there Hau!” Smiling, Kukui waved 'Alola' to them both, “Good to see you, yeah!”

“Hey Professor!” Hau waved back, racing over to him as Moon followed behind, “You'll never guess what we saw today!”

“Oh?” With a look of curiosity Kukui waved for Moon to hurry up and join him and Hau, “Well let me get you all something first, yeah, then you can tell me about your day!” A small shop in the middle of the Garden, marked with the Vanillish ice-cream brand, was happy to provide a cone each for Hau and Moon, Kukui paying their orders. The two children sat and ate, Kukui watching over them with a smile. Ula'ula Island, they'd really done it! He'd been sure he'd seen great potential in Moon and Hau when first handing them their Pokemon, but this really had defied all beliefs. It was still incredible to think about. And once he was past this Culture Council meeting in a few days, he'd be better able to lend his hand to them too. For as much as he could do on Ula'ula Island, considering. He shook his head to forget about that for the moment. Later. Hau finished his ice-cream first.

“Okay!” Bounding to his feet, Hau's eyes shone as he announced his and Moon's discovery, “We saw an Ultra Beast!”

Kukui went so silent, staring so blankly at Hau, that even Moon had to pause eating to ask if he was okay. He jolted back to life.

“Really?” In response to Kukui's question, Hau pulled out his own Pokedex, showing the scan he'd taken of the unknown creature: the Ultra Beast his Pokedex had recorded, but knew nothing of. Kukui's eyes got even wider. Really! Wow! He looked over to Moon, who nodded and confirmed. Finished the last of her ice-cream. An Ultra Wormhole had appeared in the Aether Paradise and the Beast had come out of it. Kukui was almost shaking as he pulled out his phone.

“Okay, okay,” he held up one hand, the other making the call, “let me just...” moments later he had his wife on speaker, and begged Hau to tell the story from the beginning. With each of Hau's words the two professors grew more entranced, before Moon cut in to tell her own version of the finale, describing the hand that pulled the Ultra Beast back into the Wormhole, but leaving out anything that happened to her in the moment. Hau gave her a weird look for it. She met his eyes and he looked away.

“That's...” Burnet's voice through the phone sounded as amazed as her husband was, “I really don't know what to say, that's amazing you two! I was wondering what prompted the Aether Foundation to release the UB Catalogue we'd been developing by scanning the Ultra Wormhole, but that... wow. The two of you should make sure to stop in at a Pokemon Center and get a copy of the catalogue on your Pokedexes, so you can send the data you've collected back to it. All of the Trainers in Alola will be working together to help capture any Ultra Beast information we can get, after all!” Hau nodded and loudly agreed, before Kukui pulled his phone back to finish the call with his wife. Hau sat down next to Moon.

“Are you okay?”

She didn't answer again. Pointed instead at the skyline, two great mountainous peaks framing the west, the sun beginning to approach their embrace. She hadn't been to Ula'ula Island before, were those mountains part of the Trials? Hau shook his head, not knowing for sure. Kukui finished his call.

“That one there's Mount Hokulani,” Kukui pointed to the northern-most of the two, “while the other is Mount Lanakila.” Mount Lanakila stretched taller than Hokulani, with more white frost wreathing its cap as well. “Mount Hokulani is the site of the fifth Trial of the Island Challenge, while Mount Lanakila is where the Pokemon League will be held! So you'll be heading up the first of them soon, but the second a lot later!”

So she had to go to the top of Mount Hokulani next. Kukui and Hau both noticed Moon locking onto that. She was really determined to go right to her next Trial without a missed beat. Well... “I have the Alola Culture Council meeting coming up,” Kukui spoke again, drawing Moon and Hau's eyes back to him. “Kahili and I have been really building up to that. But if you do want to go up to Mount Hokulani, Moon, let me know. I have a friend up at the observatory there, so I'd love to go see him and introduce you. Sound good, yeah?” Moon nodded, which Kukui smiled at. He stretched a little in the fading afternoon light.

“Okay, I should probably head to the Pokemon Center nearby – that's where Kahili and Lillie are too! Are you coming with, or-”

“We'll stay here a little longer!” Hau spoke for both him and Moon, who looked at him in curiosity at his intent. Kukui nodded.

“Okay, I'll see you there later, don't stay out too late now! I'm sure Lillie wants to hear all about your day too!” Receiving nods from Hau and Moon, Kukui took off, thoughts of the Ultra Beast the two had encountered swirling in his head and making a mess of all the words he was attempting to prepare for the Culture Council meeting upcoming. He slapped a hand to each cheek. Focus, Kukui! Time enough for that on the other side. Nothing was going to explode in the few days beforehand.

He really and truly believed that.

Back in Malie Garden, Moon looked at Hau for what he was planning as Kukui disappeared through the gates leading back to the City. Hau nodded, more to himself than to anyone else, before turning to Moon.

“Okay Moon!” He spoke with such confidence, such belief, that she didn't question anything he said at all, “Let's have a Pokemon Battle!” Moon, who hadn't been sure what Hau wanted, spent a moment processing before grinning at him. Yeah! They hadn't had a proper one in ages, and this was the next step of their Island Challenge! They had to know how strong they'd gotten!

To that, Hau agreed. They did.

Every city, every town, every place where people gather in this world has space for Pokemon to meet in battle. It is one of the cores of this world, a defining piece of reality, and so a place for it is always ready for those in need. The Malie City battling fields, near enough to the Garden for Moon and Hau to walk, awaited them, rather sparsely populated at this hour as the sun began to set and most people were making their way home for the day. Taking position, Moon and Hau stood opposite each other, a five minute argument about the number of Pokemon they should use ending with a game of rock-paper-scissors and a predetermined result. Hau laughed at Moon as she stared at her closed fist, their count a firm four zero. It was time for their rematch.

Hau knew how this would go. Moon's growth was unlimited, whereas he had reached a wall. If his Pokemon got any stronger right now he wouldn't be able to support them all. He, he himself, was the limiting factor. Had to improve, and grow stronger, to support his Pokemon more. He could feel it now, that limit, and knew for sure he'd never pass his next Trial. Olivia had told him so. Sina and Dexio had enforced just how absolute this moment was. He'd get through it, they all said, believing in him, he just needed to give it time. Time to grow himself. That was all it took.

But for now he'd reached that limit and Moon was limitless – she'd crush him with her Pokemon who grew without her holding them back, and understand the difference between them. Understand that she could go on and leave him behind. That he was going to hold her back. He knew that was how this battle would go.

He really and truly believed that.

Each opened with their Eevees, an unplanned battle of opposites but their smiles showed it was not unwelcome. Hau gave it his all, commanded as best he could, so Moon wouldn't be able to claim he was holding back. So she could understand his limit. Moon did the same, not backing down, for holding back was something she'd promised to never do. So she gave it her all. They both gave it their all.

Few battles could be considered more even than this.

Hau's Eevee won by a bare inch, exhausted, battered, but still, shakily, standing whereas Moon's had collapsed. Each called their Pokemon back, Hau aware his would only be hurt by whatever Moon used next. Moon chose Larvesta.

Hau paused in confusion.

He'd given it his all and so had she. He knew that. It was so obvious in Moon's commands, her directions, that she was going at full force. She was delighted too, smiling so widely, this battle validation for her that the only thing that was right was to go all out every day. But that should have meant she'd beat him. Should have meant she'd crush him. Because she had no limits. So then why, why!

Moon called out to Hau and he sent Brionne out. The moment Larvesta took one strong hit Moon called it back, knowing the Torch Pokemon stood no chance against Hau's best. Instead she sent forth Dartrix, always intent to have starter meet starter. The type advantage was hers now, and so Moon was sure Hau would back Brionne down soon enough. Underestimated the Pop Star Pokemon's threat.

It breathed out a thick mist of ice when Dartrix dived upon it and Moon felt her eyes widen at the strength of Hau's attack. Called Dartrix back to her only for Brionne to use a quick water-propelled tackle, injuring the Blade Quill Pokemon more. Shamed by her poor strategy Moon accelerated her commands, Dartrix making use of its speed but Brionne as equally well – if not better – trained and keeping pace more than enough to make the battle a brutal one.

Moon held her Grassium-Z, but Hau's pressure, Brionne's closeness and that dangerous icy breath, never gave her the moment to use it. She fought for openings that Hau forced closed, and in the end the battle ended in Hau's favour still. That was the second time he'd beaten her starter with his own. Shocked, she congratulated Hau, who was equally shocked himself. He was strong, Moon smiled. The two of them, they'd have no trouble at all with what came next. But their battle wasn't yet over. Moon sent out Flaaffy. She was not yet done.

Flaaffy bested Brionne, who Hau had not called back. His Pikachu emerged next, the Thunderstone Hau had been given still in his bag. If he evolved Pikachu he'd never be able to support his team, not right now. He had to work up to it. He wasn't strong enough yet.

But then why...

The two Pokemon using electrical moves made it difficult to threaten one another, Flaaffy's larger bulk giving enough resistance for Moon to use a Z-Move – another Breakneck Blitz as she had no other suitable Z-Crystal. Hau didn't counter with his own Z-Move, the demand upon him by his Pokemon so great a Z-Move would ground him, and so Pikachu was unable to escape the attack. Two to three Moon's way.

Wimpod was the last of Hau's four Pokemon, Moon calling back her Flaaffy – not wanting to continue battle with a Pokemon that had used a Z-Move – to unleash her Bagon to fight. The Dragon-type Pokemon held far greater strength than Hau's Turn Tail Wimpod, but the superior speed of Wimpod made it difficult for the Rock Head Pokemon to hit it. Hau, thinking as fast as he could, kept Wimpod close but evasive, punishing attacks from Moon with counter-attacks as best he could form. It added up.

When Moon called the Bagon back it stunned Hau. She admitted it, she didn't have a good counter with that Pokemon against his own. Chose instead to send out Larvesta again, whose surging fire across the field was far more difficult to evade. The battle burned down in Moon's favour, Eevee and Dartrix beaten before swapping Pokemon pushed her above Hau, but in the end their abilities and their Pokemon had been far more equal than Hau could believe.

Or be ready for.

How then, was he to explain? Tell Moon that if his Pokemon got any stronger he'd fall apart? She was meant to crush him and feel comfortable moving on, but somehow she was no stronger than he was. But if that meant he was going to lose his next Trial, then didn't she also-

“You have done well. Truly.”

A clear voice broke Hau's thoughts, Moon's steps forward to congratulate him on their good battle coming to a halt. Each turned to see a figure approaching, determination and focus in every movement about her. Each stared. She came to a stop before them.

She was a woman of Johtonian features, skin well tanned by Alola's light as so many were. Head shaved, clothed in a robe of pale orange with a deeper Ula'ula red wrapping above it, prominent features about her stood out one after the other. First her shaved head. Then the golden jewellery she wore, the rings around her neck and large earrings hanging from her lobes. The red dragon patterned upon her robes. And the white Z-Ring clasped around her right wrist, a stormy sea-blue Z-Crystal set within it. She nodded to the two children. They stared back at her. She smiled.

“My name is Pitaya, Guildmaster of the Alolan Dragon Tamers. It is a pleasure to meet you both.”

A flash of memory in Moon's mind surfaced the name, mentioned during the dinner in Heahea City where Professor Kukui had spoken of other competitors in the Pokemon League. Asuka of the Pokemon Schooling System. Jackson of the Alola Pokemon Rangers. And Pitaya of the Dragon Tamers in Ula'ula. It was knowing this name, that this figure was significant, that kept Moon's guard from fully raising. She wasn’t just some random stranger approaching Moon and Hau for her own curiosity.

Moon hoped.

“The two of you have grown impressively for the time you have spent as Pokemon Trainers.” Pitaya spoke with a soft voice up close, but nothing about her gave the impression that softness was anything but a choice she dabbled in. She felt imposing. “Your Pokemon have done well with your experiences so far. I am sure that the two of you would have no trouble completing your Island Challenge in record time, without question.”

Hau and Moon looked at each other after Pitaya spoke, unsure what she wanted. Then back to her. Pitaya nodded at their focus.

“But it won't be enough.”

Silence settled hard on the shoulders of the two children, each hit by those words in a different manner. One bristled, insulted at the statement. The other retreated, aware that what was said reeked of truth. Pitaya shook her head and raised an open palm.

“I mean no offence,” she focused her eyes on Moon, who was staring daggers at her. Such aggression... “But please believe me when I say it is truth. You wish to compete in the Pokemon League in eight month's time, yes?” Moon, suspicious, nodded all the same. Pitaya shook her head again. “You'll lose.”

There was a chill now, Moon's displeasure at Pitaya's words radiating from her. Hau stepped back, surprised by Moon's expression. He... hadn't seen that before.

“That is why I came to see you,” Pitaya continued, not cowed by the angry youth before her. “Moon, you are a Trainer of incredible potential, but the Trials of Alola, this Island Challenge, cannot sharpen you fast enough to stand against the League. The growth you will experience in following this path, it is simply too slow for your Pokemon to become strong enough. In short, they are growing too slowly for your ability. That is what I mean.”

Hau was still. Pokemon growing too slowly... that was the opposite...

“I am sorry,” Pitaya bowed her head, Moon still staring furiously at her, “for any insult I have made. I only wish to offer you the aid of the Dragon Tamers of Ula'ula, my aid, in growing stronger. We have many powerful Trainers under our name, all willing to assist you. Please consider it.”

Moon snapped back sharply. She didn't need help. She was doing fine. She'd beat her next Trial, then the one after it, and go all the way to the League. Pitaya sighed, only stoking Moon's upset further. Hau blinked at the venom with which his friend asked the Dragon Tamer Guildmaster to leave them alone.

“Hey...” stepping back in, Hau tried to mediate, “Moon, it sounds like she only wants to help.” The look Moon gave Hau was one trying to push the anger she felt aside so she could show only care to her friend, but Hau still felt her gaze sting. He'd never seen that from her before. “And besides!” Shaking his head, Hau forced a smile to try and calm things down, “we could train together then! If the Guildmaster wants to help us both get stronger, we can prepare for our Trials together! Wouldn’t that be great?”

Hau looked to Pitaya for reassurance. Flinched at the shake of her head she answered him with. “Hau,” her voice was still so soft, but so iron-forged all the same, “what can I do for you?”

Hau went silent, and looked down. Moon, hearing this, looked between Hau and Pitaya. What? What did she mean? Hau shook his head. Moon looked at him. Hau?

“His Pokemon are growing beyond him,” Pitaya said it simply, explaining Hau's situation to Moon with ease, an explanation she'd had to give so many times before. “Until he rests and grows with his Pokemon, he will not be able to support them in greater battles. There is no way for Hau to continue his Island Challenge until he takes the time to rest. He cannot grow any stronger at this time.”

Moon snapped. What did she know? Moon and Hau were racing together! And they were just as strong as each other!

“Yes,” Pitaya acknowledged that, “you have had the same experiences. Is it any wonder your Pokemon have gained the same strength?”

Both children went silent.

“This level of strength,” she continued in the silence, “cannot take you further. Neither of you are prepared for what comes next. But I can help one of you.” Pitaya's eyes drew back to Moon, “and I believe I need to as well.”

Moon said something cruel.

“Hey!” Stunned by this Hau called out, Moon looking at him in surprise. “Moon... she's right!” Moon now stared blankly at Hau. “She's right that I need to stop, I can tell! Don't yell at her for saying that! She's telling the truth!”

Moon's expression, head turning from Hau to Pitaya and back again, darkened.

Forget it then, she turned on her heel, walking away.

She wasn’t backing down.

In the wake of Moon storming away, Pitaya let out a deep sigh, head bowed. Then looked to Hau. “I do not believe I helped.”

Hau looked at her morosely, still shocked by the words and expressions he'd heard and seen from Moon. He'd never seen her mad like that before. It felt bad. Pitaya knelt and placed a hand upon his shoulder.

“Though there is little I can do for you,” the Guildmaster of the Dragon Tamers had deep grey eyes, looking intently into Hau's brown own, “believe me when I say you are a Trainer with great potential. I am sure you will find your way.”

“Th-thanks,” overwhelmed by everything, Hau nodded, smile nowhere near as energetic as usual. “I'm sorry... about Moon-” Pitaya interrupted, promising Hau he had nothing to apologise for. He still forced himself to say it. “If you can... please help her? I think... maybe she really needs it.”

“I will,” Pitaya stood again, looking with focus in the direction Moon had gone, “after all, in Alola we look after one another, do we not?”

At this, Hau's smile regained some of its usual light. He nodded.

“Yeah!”

As wind whipped against Moon's face, carried north from Malie City by the Charizard in her Ride Pager, she remembered something. Remembered the journey with Jace to the Aether Paradise that morning, and the man describing something she hadn't understood. Being together and happy making you ignore things that hurt. She couldn't understand it.

Hau had said he did.

Flying wasn't a comfortable thing for her, but she didn't even notice this time. Only locked onto her thoughts, of Pitaya and Hau's words, as she flew. What was right was going ahead without holding back. She knew that now. But now everyone was telling her it wasn't going to work. That it hadn't worked and she wasn't strong enough.

Had she hurt Hau somehow?

She was meant to be incredible. And meant to go all out. If she gave everything to this gift and it didn't work then, wasn't something wrong? But she wasn't wrong, she'd decided that.

Right?

So excited to welcome Moon back to the Poke Pelago after so long, Mohn frowned when she only barely acknowledged his greeting, instead wading into the Pokemon populating the small island and releasing all of those with her to join them. Surrounded herself and disappeared amongst their number. Much like last time.

Mohn began to wonder if Moon only came here to escape what troubled her.

Back in Malie City, Moon's disappearance quickly became noted. Hau, last to see her, admitted to Kukui and Kahili the meeting he and Moon had with Pitaya, the two adults shocked to hear what had occurred. But where was Moon now then, if she had run off? No-one knew. Panic set in.

One with the answer appeared.

“No worries no worries!”

Having walked into the Pokemon Center of eastern Malie, a teen girl of small stature, clothed in patchwork purple, black, and grey, with a swathe of purple hair partially pinned up by a Captain's symbol, waved her hands, fingers held up as v's.

Acerola, one of the two Trial Captains of Ula'ula Island, had observed the Charizard flying north from Malie City. Knew the same as every other Captain of Alola, understanding where Moon had gone. Kept the promise the Captains had made.

So she reassured the worried group, insisted that Moon was fine, and let the night pass for her away from it all. Though still impatiently awaited her return. Honestly, Acerola was excited to meet the young girl too.

She'd been looking forward to this.

Beyond the setting of the sun Moon ate with her Pokemon, Mohn preparing food for everyone on the Poke Pelago. With excitement, seeing Moon more talkative after surrounding herself with her Pokemon, he described the work done with the Pelago, the extensions built to other nearby islands, of the deep tunnels found filled with rare materials that would enable him to do even more for this place. Yes, the Pelago was on the verge of taking off! Moon promised more catches, more Pokemon, and that by not holding back she'd do what was right.

It was what she believed.

She really, and truly, believed it.

Chapter Text

Heavy clouds hung over Alola the next morning, the Charizard Moon rode remaining below them, the grey swirling mass not thick enough to threaten rain, yet neither thin enough to allow anything but a dull light to filter through. It was a dreary beginning to the day, doing little to lift Moon's mood. Staying with her Pokemon, being away from it all, had helped alleviate the immediate heat of her anger, but in its place left only a coldness behind. She'd promised to go all out. That promise had been what had allowed her to keep going, to ignore all the people looking for her, the way she had to appear to wander freely, and the way she was treated by those who did recognise her. That one promise, the belief that as long as she was giving it her all she'd make it through, it was the pillar upon which she relied to keep moving. Pitaya telling Moon she'd never grow fast enough doing so was bad enough.

But Hau telling Moon their competition was over hurt so much more.

What did he mean when he told Jace he understood? Was Moon hurting him? He was the one who told her to go all out. Why would he then tell her they couldn't? Why had he stood up for Pitaya when she told them both they couldn't keep going as they had? She didn't understand. She couldn't understand.

Even knowing of Trainer's Bonds, being aware of the theoretical drain they could be, Moon lacked the understanding of just what that feeling was. She couldn't picture the wall Hau had reached, the need he had to slow down. In her eyes all he needed do was keep trying and things would work out. That was what she'd grown to believe in, the one truth that would see her through all challenges. That singular, fragile, belief.

The Charizard flew down towards Malie City, returning Moon to the point she had left the day before.

It was time for her to move on to her next Trial.

“Oh Moon!” Lillie's greeting, given only when Moon had approached her and Hau so as not to alert the Pokemon Center entirely, was answered back by a smile from Moon that almost completely hid the mood she was in. She looked at Hau as she sat down at the table Lillie and Hau were at. Hau didn't meet her gaze.

“Professor Kukui and Ms. Kahili are out this morning,” Lillie, aware something was wrong, nonetheless told Moon what had passed since the morning had begun. “They were really worried about you yesterday afternoon, but one of the Captains,” Moon immediately focused on Lillie in interest, “came by and said you were okay.” Lillie looked around the Pokemon Center, before turning back to Moon. “She's not here right now either – we didn't know when you'd get back.”

Moon nodded, intrigued that a Captain had appeared and spoken for her. Lana had said the other Captains would be told about the Poke Pelago; Moon supposed it made sense. Either way it didn't change what she had to do today: travel up Mount Hokulani to do her next Trial. That was all she needed to focus on. Hau still hadn't said a word. Lillie looked between them.

“Moon...” cautious, yet determined, Lillie reached out to her friend, “are you okay?”

She was going to go and do her next Trial today. It was important for her to continue going, so she'd head out soon. Moon's eyes settled on Hau, who still hadn't met her gaze. She didn't want to occupy the Captain for too long so Hau wouldn't be held up.

“Moon!” He finally looked at her. Finally spoke. Since the day before Hau had been struggling with it, having seen just how angry Moon could become. It felt like something was wrong. Something missed while he and Moon had been travelling together. Jace's words, about friendship hiding one another's pain, had stuck with him. All that struggle, all that racing together and motivating each other and having so much fun but... now that all Moon thought about was going forward it didn't feel that way anymore. Not fun. And not like an Island Challenge. Hau shook his head. “Let's take today off.”

Moon's stare was cold. Lillie, still looking between the two of them, found it unnervingly similar to one she'd struggled under before. Fought to speak up. And failed.

“I'm going to be staying here,” Hau continued, facing what he'd decided. “I don't know when I'll be doing my Trial, when I'll feel ready for it, but until then... let's take it easy. We don't have to race today.” They'd had so many good days before. Wandering Hau'oli City together, just the three of them, to see what was there. Racing back from Wai'oli to Iki. Exploring Heahea. Competing at the Battle Royal. Travelling together to Wela Volcano. Times they'd enjoyed Alola because it was Alola, not fought to take on their Trials. They could have more days like that. They should have more days like that.

Wasn't that what the meaning of the Island Challenge was?

Moon stood up.

She was going to go and take her Trial, just like she'd promised. She wasn't going to break that promise. She wasn't going to hold back. Because if she held back, if she didn't give it her all every day, that would mean she didn't respect those with her. That was the promise she'd made. Hau struggled under her words. Lillie placed a hand on his arm to reassure him. He looked back up even as Moon was turning to walk away. And called out.

“Moon, I-”

Come with her. Hau went silent when Moon turned back, holding out her hand. They could go together to the Trial Site. Find out what it was. Maybe train together for it. Wouldn't that be best? Wouldn't that be continuing to give it their all every day? Wasn't it right? For a moment the coldness in her expression wavered, a more concerned Moon behind that mask. Wasn't she right?

At the end of their battle yesterday Hau had felt it. The warnings he'd been given had been preparation, foretelling the sensation, but only then had he known for sure. The strength his Pokemon had taken in that fight to keep up with Moon, the tiny growth of their Bonds, becoming stronger every day, Hau had reached his limit. If they became even slightly stronger, even the barest fraction more powerful, he wouldn't be able to support them all. Returning one to the Pokemon Storage System had relieved the tension, but the others had already filled in that gap. One battle and he'd have to surrender another. Another battle and his team would shrink again. He, he himself, had to stop here and rest.

He didn't take her hand.

The rapid changing of expressions on Moon's face, from almost desperate hope through recognition she'd been rebuffed, to mounting anger at being left apart – the distance between them created by her but blamed upon others – kept Hau and Lillie both silent. Moon turned and marched out of the Pokemon Center, never looking back. Moments of silence passed before either left behind chose to breathe.

Hau put his arms on the table and laid his head down upon them.

“Ughhhhhh.”

“Oh Hau...” Lillie spoke quietly, still struggling with the way Moon had appeared. Never before had she seen that from Moon, that cold anger and disappointment in another for failure to measure up. Expressions and feelings she'd never wanted to see from anyone else. She patted his arm again. “She was wrong.”

“She doesn’t know that,” came the muffled voice of Hau, face pressed into his arms. “And it's my fault.” Lillie shook her head.

“Then I am at fault as well.” A noise from Hau emerged when Lillie said that, but he didn't quite look up at her. Lillie sighed. “During her Grand Trial I encouraged her, told her she should give it her all, that it was what was right. I didn't realise that-”

“Now she thinks she has to do everything without ever stopping!” Hau finally lifted his head, sadness the only expression he wore. “She's my best friend and all I did was make her want to fight the Island Challenge and nothing else!”

For a moment Lillie held back, Hau's outburst more morose than loud. But she did offer him a smile. Pointed out the one thing he'd said that truly mattered. “Your best friend?” Hau looked for a moment genuinely surprised.

“I-” looking back away, he struggled putting the words together. “In Iki Town everyone knew me, because they knew my gramps too. So I was always sometimes the Kahuna's grandson, even my friends got all nervous around me when Tutu passed by. It's fine, I didn't mind it but... Moon didn't have any of that. She just wanted to race me. To challenge me. Being the Kahuna's grandson didn't mean anything to her so she just treated me always like me, and wanted me to keep up and go with her. I feel like... it was chasing her that got me here. She's incredible.”

“She is.” Lillie nodded. “Moon... I always felt like trying harder because of her. That I could go further following her.” The bag Lillie kept, sitting beneath the table, emitted a quiet 'pew'. Lillie gently pushed her foot against it, allowing Nebby to push back upon her. “I think maybe I only had the courage to keep going to different places, trying to help Nebby, because she inspired me to do so.”

Hau nodded back, each aware Moon's determination and drive had helped them make it this far. In that quiet moment, Lillie watched as Hau retreated back into himself, arms pulling against his chest, shrinking down in his chair. She called out to him. “Hau?”

“It's not her fault.” He said it so quietly Lillie had to ask him to repeat it, Hau doing so only reluctantly. “She didn't ask to be so amazing. To be so incredible. It's not her fault. I'm not blaming her. I'm not mad at her. She's my best friend, and when she's around, when we're all together, it's always happy. I like it when she's here. It's not her fault I...”

The words stopped quickly, Hau shaking his head, not wanting to make real the thoughts and feelings that had haunted him in quieter moments on his own. Lillie waited for him, aware now of what he must feel. Giving it his all every day yet always feeling like he was chasing Moon's back, was it any surprise that...

“Hau,” she tried to reassure him, tried to reach out, “it's okay.”

He leapt to his feet.

“It's not!” This was the loudest he'd spoken since the morning began, eyes of bystanders in the Pokemon Center turning towards the young boy. Hau only looked at Lillie. “It's not her fault! She's my friend and I like it when she's around! It's not her fault she's so incredible! I'm not mad at her! I'm not!”

“I'm the same.” When she said that, when Lillie expressed the feeling she too had faced, Hau quietened. Sat down heavily, looking at her for understanding. Lillie looked down, feeling Nebby still pressing against her foot. “Moon... she picked up Nebby after the Trial at Lush Jungle. And I took them from her. Because I didn't want her to hold them.” With a sad expression Lillie looked up at Hau. “Because I didn't want her to take them away from me.”

Hau blinked. “She wouldn't-”

“I know.” Lillie said it firmly, making room to continue talking. “I know she wouldn't. But when I saw her, holding Nebby, I felt like... like she could. Like she'd do a better job caring for Nebby than I ever could. And it felt bad and it made me angry. At her. Even though it wasn't her fault.” The sound of breath exhaling from Hau, knowing Lillie understood, was one of extreme relief. He wasn't alone.

“Am I... a bad person?” He shouldn't feel anything but friendship towards her. The way she made him feel, blaming her for that, it wasn't fair! Hau struggled with the thought. Lillie answered with truth.

“If you are, then I am too.”

The two sat quietly for a time after that, struggling with what it meant, the complexity of their feelings towards Moon the person, tainted by Moon the concept. It wasn't an easy thing for anyone to shoulder. Eventually Hau asked.

“What should we do?”

Lillie didn't really know. The only thing she could think of was...

“We'll be there for her.”

And hopefully that would be enough.

“Dude hurry up and grab the sign already what are you waiting for?”

“It's kinda fixed on the dang pole man I'm working it already!”

At the base of Mount Hokulani was a bus stop. Intrepid hikers may task themselves to conquer the mountain on foot, but that was hardly a requirement to reach its peak. Travelling from Malie City to this point, in this case for Moon by Ride Tauros – stations in the city itself as well as nearby the base of the mountain – was more than good enough. She stood there, tapping her foot, waiting for the two Team Skull Grunts, one on the shoulders of the other, attempting to pry the sign for the Exeggutor Express off of its pole. Eventually she spoke up. The one on top turned to tell her to shove off.

The words died on his lips.

Somewhere behind the chill mask Moon had donned to weather the emotions within her a twinge of enjoyment took place at the wide-eyed expression and stammering sounds of fear coming from the Team Skull Grunt. He rapidly slapped down at the head of his buddy, until they turned around too, catching sight of Moon as well, equally aware of just who she was.

“Hey let's just go!”

It was almost comical, watching one run off while carrying the second on their shoulders. Impressive sense of balance to the one on top to be honest. Moon turned back away from them and approached the sign. The next bus was in ten minutes. She sighed, impatience threatening to uncork the lid she'd pushed down on her own emotions, before withdrawing Rotom-dex from her bag. It saluted with an electronic smile.

“Zzt! UB Catalogue loaded! Data from the Aether Foundation now available!”

Moon flicked through what was on offer. Scans from the Dimensional Research Lab, probes from the Aether Foundation successfully passed through the Ultra Wormhole, had gathered a small fraction of data on the creatures known as Ultra Beasts. Each had been numbered, given a codename, and registered for investigation. UB-01, Symbiont, was the first recorded. Moon recognised it immediately, the white jellyfish-like creature that had come through the Ultra Wormhole, appearing at the Aether Paradise. Memories of it mixed into the encounter with Lusamine, and lingering resentment that had only fanned Moon's mistrust in others. She moved on to the next. And the next.

Then paused.

UB-06, Adhesive. A small and fast purple creature, more observed in blurry captures than any specific record. It was somewhat reptilian, bipedal with short and stubby limbs, a long tail and an oversized head, three pointed tips emerging from it. Moon stared. She'd seen it before. Once in the Hau'oli Cemetery, causing a ruckus amongst quiet graves. Once just before the Ruins of Life, the being willing to defend her from Plumeria – Moon still recalling the danger the woman had felt like to her. That creature... was an Ultra Beast? Rotom-dex noted the same.

“Recorded data of UB-06 Adhesive available, zzt! Beginning upload to UB Catalogue!”

For a moment Moon prepared to tell Rotom-dex to stop. To not give anything up. Then caught herself, and shook her head. That wasn't right. Professor Burnet had asked her to trust in the UB Catalogue. Professor Burnet who'd said the same as Kukui after the scan of Moon's Mental Pattern. Did Moon have a reason to trust either of them? She frowned. But the upload was already done.

The bus arrived.

When the decision had been made to move to the Alola Region – a moment that felt so long ago now – Moon had begun to learn about the Pokemon there. Alola Forms, Pokemon changed by their location from what was believed the norm, intrigued her. She and her mother had cooed over the Alolan Meowth. Oohed and ahhed at the Alolan Ninetales. Laughed with interest at the Alolan Dugtrio.

Been absolutely dumbstruck by the visage of an Alolan Exeggutor.

A Grass and Psychic-type Pokemon in the Kanto Region, Exeggutor, evolution of Exeggcute, stand at a rough two meters, consisting of a wood-like body with two legs, three round heads, and a large wreath of spiky leaves emerging from its crown. Alolan Exeggutor, in many ways, was similar.

In the ways it was different were three-fold. Firstly its typing, Grass with Dragon as opposed to Psychic. Secondly a fourth head, mounted at the end of a tail emerging from its rear. Third, and globally most notably, its size. The length of the neck that extended from its body and held those three heads atop it. In total, an Alolan Exeggutor was almost eleven meters tall, more than five times the size of any other of its kind. It was stunning.

Another part of Moon, unable to be silenced by the moroseness that had settled upon her, reminded her she was still so excited to finally see one on her journey. She smiled at that.

Smiled at the Alolan Exeggutor-branded bus that would take her to the peak of Mount Hokulani, where her fifth Trial awaited. Holding up her Island Challenge Amulet, waved aboard by the bus driver, Moon sat and waited to be taken there. To be brought to her next Trial.

To continue her Island Challenge.

The journey from Malie to this point where the Exeggutor Express began had been an uphill one, a trip that would exhaust any who took it on foot. Even the Tauros Moon had rode had happily stumbled into its stall and drunk deeply from a trough once dismounted. She'd thanked it for its aid.

But the trip to the peak of Mount Hokulani was far steeper still.

Slowly, with grim determination, the bus continued up the road, Moon's gaze out the windows quickly changing from her own determination to shock at the height she began to see from. Edges of the road became dangers, the path ahead one that would scare any for the first time. The sheer nerves of steel Moon was sure the bus driver must have, guiding this large vehicle up the path every day, had to be unbreakable. She tried to focus on anything but the windows, though found curiosity warring with concern often. She looked up, then down again, many times along the journey.

Until one moment, roughly half an hour in, that the bus travelled along a small flat and she saw the building constructed upon the mountainside.

Building was a disservice, it was a temple, large and ancient, ringed by walls. A stone path of perfect geometrical pattern led from its entrance to the main doors of the temple, heavy dark wood gates opened to allow one to gaze inside. Moon looked, the bus slowing as it prepared to approach a turn. Slow enough for one outside of it to look back.

Moon stared at the one standing in the entrance of the temple, the woman of tanned skin, shaven head, yellow and red robing, with shock. Pitaya, Guildmaster of the Alola Dragon Tamers, this their temple within Ula'ula, stared back. The moment of eye contact lasted more than long enough for Moon to be sure she had been seen.

She ducked down in her seat and closed her eyes and tried not to think of anything as the bus continued on.

The peak of Mount Hokulani was not so high as for the effects of great altitude to set in, but more than high enough for Moon, emerging from the bus to look out and see the world around her, to immediately crouch down from vertigo. She was sure that even when riding Professor Kukui's Braviary, searching for Lillie in the north of Melemele and the moment she'd almost fallen that had left its mark on her mind, she had not been this high up. She breathed, rapidly, trying to adjust. To force herself through this. This was part of the challenge. She had to face it head held high and keep going. She couldn't fail here.

She wouldn't allow it.

“Excuse me but... are you Moon?”

At the sound of a man's voice, a calm and inquisitive tone behind it, Moon looked up. He was tall too, competitive to Professor Kukui, wearing a simple light blue shirt and black pants, deeper blue jacket over his shoulders. His hair was a messy crop of brown, with thick hexagonal glasses worn over his face. He crouched down, offering a hand to Moon who'd remained like that even when looking up at him. He smiled.

“My name is Molayne, a friend of Professor Kukui's. I was sure he was going to notify me when you were coming.” Moon glanced away. She'd... wanted to come on her own. A small sound of surprise came from Molayne. “Well, far be it from me to tell someone how they should do their Island Challenge, it's a unique experience for every last one of us. Maybe it's for the best anyway: Kukui really should be focusing on the presentation to the Alola Culture Council. He and I can catch up after.”

Slight rambling which didn't specifically address her helped Moon calm and she pushed against her own legs, returning to a stand, ignoring the hand Molayne had offered to her. He seemed put off by that. “Well,” standing as well, towering over Moon, Molayne turned to a large blue building, a sizable dome atop its right wing and a satellite on its left, “welcome to the Hokulani Observatory.”

With its high elevation, dry environment, and stable airflow, the summit of Mount Hokulani served as one of the best locations in the world for astronomical observation. The Hokulani Observatory, constructed to make full use of these conditions, offered perhaps an unmatched peek into the heavens, at least when the day wasn't so overcast as today was. Molayne, proud of this location he'd spent so much time with, happily explained all this to Moon as he escorted her to its entrance, the building at the end of the road the Exeggutor Express had brought her to.

“Kukui and I did our Island Challenge together,” Molayne was happy to tell Moon this, to recount the time he and his friend had spent together. Some parts of the story redacted, of course. “We're best friends, though both way too busy these days! We don't get to spend time together nearly enough!”

Could you be best friends without spending time together? Moon's question brought from Molayne a moment of stunned silence. He frowned. “Of course.” But the answer didn't seem to satisfy Moon. She entered the building first.

Where was the Captain.

“Well...” following after, Molayne's frown stayed with him. Moon was... focused. Something felt off. And not just the sensation of her, but now that he thought about it that was weird too. Molayne was experienced enough, grown enough, to sense a Trainer's Bonds, the strength of their Pokemon with them. Moon had six of impressive strength for her age, though not quite up to the measure of this Trial. But something else was up with her. Like there was a blur, some kind of overlay that made it difficult to see Moon when focusing upon the sensation she gave. Like she couldn't quite be seen when looked at. Molayne blinked to clear the vision of Moon's Bonds. Saw only a young girl before him. Shook his head. “Captain Sophocles is working further in, I can introduce you to him but-”

Molayne didn't even get the chance to continue, Moon immediately requesting he do so. She was hasty, far too much so, and the result of this Trial felt predetermined already. But maybe... that was for the best? Many Trainers, hot on the heels of completing their Akala Grand Trial, butted heads with the Mount Hokulani Trial and were humbled by it. Maybe it would help.

Something still felt off though.

Deeper through the corridors and pathways of the Hokulani Observatory Molayne led Moon, eventually passing through a pair of Trial Gates, an odd sight to Moon. Every time she'd seen them before, they'd been framing nature: the entrance to Verdant Cavern; the beginning of Brooklet Hill; the stage within Wela Volcano; and the path into the Lush Jungle. Here though, the gates were inside of a building, not even a window nearby to allow any of Alola's light inside. It felt wrong. But she didn't say that.

If she had Molayne would have felt far more relaxed knowing she could think such.

“Hey Soffy!” Molayne's call echoed through the room he'd led Moon into, a darkened site filled with the blue glare of monitors. A noise of acknowledgement came from deep within them, but Moon couldn't quite tell from where. Someone was buried in their work here. Molayne called again. “Moon's here for her Trial!”

“Ah!” Now came the voice of Trial Captain Sophocles, younger and louder than Molayne, but still with the same intonations he used. The two were alike. “Already?”

From out of the mass of computers stumbled a small boy, smaller than Lana and perhaps even Hapu to Moon's eyes. He had a bright mess of orange hair, thoroughly uncombed and spiking upwards, with a large white shirt stretched over his torso bearing the logo of an old game system. A Pikachu-themed scarf hung from his neck. He looked at Moon for a moment before glancing back at his computers.

“Can you come back later?” The request immediately had Moon bristling, ready to take her Trial now. Sophocles sighed. “Next month would be ideal, we could have a really good Trial the-”

Now. The sharpness with which Moon said it made both Sophocles and Molayne look at Moon in surprise. Molayne frowned deeply. That sort of demanding attitude, expecting the world to conform around her, it reminded him of...

“You can't wait?” Sophocles tilted his head. “Didn't you just do your Grand Trial the other day? You won't be ready for this Trial in that time.”

She'd finished all her other Trials.

“Well, that's...”

Give her her Trial.

Silence settled in the room for a moment longer.

Sophocles threw up his arms and walked past Moon.

“Alright! Follow me then!”

To Moon's surprise she was led back past the Trial Gates, further down through the observatory, down a flight of stairs to a different room entirely. This one was far larger and more open than the one the Captain had been in before, machinery ringing the walls and scattered about, but more than enough space for a battle to be had within. Moon looked at the Captain with curiosity. He shrugged.

“I've been working on a new Trial,” Sophocles answered her silent question, “so the Trial Gates have been moving around a lot. We haven't brought them down here yet.” Molayne, following behind, considered the number of variations on the Island Challenge's fifth Trial Sophocles had gone through already, searching for the perfect one that felt right to him. This one... was pretty good. He waited for the youth he'd nominated to be Captain to explain.

“It's a simple Trial!” Sophocles stood before a small raised platform in the area, not nearly large enough for a battle to take place. Large enough for a Totem Pokemon to stand though. The Captain activated a Pokeball and unleashed a small round silver and yellow Pokemon, who chirped happily to be let loose. Rotom-dex identified it in a snap.

“Togedemaru, zzt, Roly-Poly Pokemon! Electric and Steel-type, it absorbs electricity through the needles lining its body and uses it for greater and greater attacks!”

Moon nodded, not having known the Pokemon before, but happy to meet it all the same. New experiences, and new Pokemon, helped. She looked back to the Captain.

“Togedemaru live throughout the Hokulani Observatory,” Sophocles explained, “and help charge up our systems when more power than normal is required. A Totem Togedemaru is going to show up shortly, and you're going to battle it.” Moon nodded, ready. Sophocles continued. “During the battle, other Togedemaru will appear and begin charging the Totem. The stronger it gets, the harder things will be for you, so you'll need to defeat them as well. But the Totem won't let you fight its allies that easily. It's a very hard battle. Are you ready for it?”

She was. Moon answered without even thinking, without even considering the strategies or methods she'd need. Everything she'd done so far, everything she'd overcome, had been by facing it with head held high. So she'd do the same here and everything would go fine. She'd decided that, and refused to believe otherwise.

Molayne, watching over this Trial, knew that would not be the case.

“Okay, now then, just one minute and...” plotting out the arrival of the Totem he cared for, Sophocles mistimed it, the Togedemaru, twice the size of a regular one though still only coming up to just below Moon's waist, jumping down from the rafters to land heavy on the generator room floor. Its needles bristled, Totem energy radiating from it. It was ready.

Moon didn't waste a second more and unleashed her first Pokemon. Let the fifth Trial begin.

Eevee led, Moon quick to realise the typing of Togedemaru, electric and steel, made it resistant to a wide variety of attacks. Still, she had abilities she could make use of with the majority of her Pokemon, and remained confident she'd be able to face down this challenge, the same as she had every one to come before. So she commanded and Eevee ran forward and sunk its jaws into the hard shell of the Togedemaru. First damage hers.

The Totem electrified and Eevee fell back with a loud yelp of pain. Moon frowned, the defense unexpected, and looked for a better angle. Sophocles and Molayne both caught her discounting the damage her Pokemon had taken. That... wasn't good.

Then lure it, Moon commanded, Eevee trusting in her despite the last order leading to a pained reprisal. The Evolution Pokemon formed stars of energy, launching them at the Totem, but each did little, pinging off of its steel form with barely any damage to show for it. Still Moon commanded, looking for ways she could take the advantage in this fight. Against the Totem Lurantis Hau had dropped tree branches and eventually an entire tree itself upon it. Could Moon find parts of the machinery to throw against the Totem? She paid no heed to the thought this machinery might be valuable, instructing Eevee to continue pulling the Totem with it so she might open a pipe and unleash steam, or collapse a propped up generator upon it.

A surge of electricity crossed the room, crashing into the Totem, and it sped up, slamming into Eevee, who then slammed into a wall, faster than either Moon or her Pokemon had been prepared for. The Evolution Pokemon gave a weak cry and then faded from consciousness. Moon stared blankly.

“That's the first of the ally Togedemaru!” Sophocles's call directed Moon's attention to the smaller Roly-Poly Pokemon nearby, who was now firing periodic bolts of electricity into the Totem, who only glowed brighter and brighter because of it. “You'd better do something quick!”

Jolting back to action Moon unleashed Bagon, directing it to attack the smaller Togedemaru, knowing its stronger bite and resistance to electricity would help it avoid painful reprisal. Bagon charged across the field from where it had manifested. The Totem caught up with it and slammed into it too.

Bagon took the blow, but lacked little to do about it, snapping at the Totem who backed off at high speed, already charged up to a dangerous level. Moon continued to order Bagon to ignore the more threatening target, pushing against the Pokemon's instincts, to go towards the ally charging it up. Behind the Rock Head Pokemon, the Totem began to float, electrical power lifting it off of the ground.

Bagon's jaws seized around the smaller Togedemaru, lifting it from its feet and slamming it down on the ground again, over and over, from side to side, fiery puffs of breath emerging from it as it did so. Despite being able to breath both fire and dragon-aligned attacks, the small form of Bagon lacked the ability to project them far or with force, the attacks better mixed into others making use of its stronger physical body. Still, as the Totem Togedemaru charged itself up, spinning faster and faster in the air, Bagon quickly beat down the ally Roly-Poly Pokemon. Moon smiled. There. That was better.

A bolt of electricity from another Togedemaru arriving on the scene charged up the Totem further, who finally surged across the room, collected Bagon with it, then carried it all the way to the ceiling, slamming the Rock Head Pokemon upon it before letting it fall. Moon stared, the floating Totem's speed already beyond her preparation. Bagon hit the ground hard. Moon made an annoyed sound at having a Pokemon knocked out, paying little attention to the Pokemon itself. Molayne sucked in a breath. He hadn't been told about this at all. Moon wasn't in a right state. He gestured for his cousin's attention.

“Soffy, do you think we should-”

“You can't win without working together with your Pokemon!” Sophocles's clear instruction surprised Moon and impressed Molayne. It had only been a short amount of time since Molayne nominated his younger cousin to be Captain, and Sophocles still showed a measure of self-doubt about it, but once he was in the zone he was everything a Captain should be. Molayne was proud of him.

By comparison...

Moon's short response, that she was working with her Pokemon, drew only a shake of the Captain's head. Sophocles gestured and another Togedemaru showed up, two now actively charging the Totem. “It looks like you're only telling them what to do without thinking about them!”

Moon snapped annoyance and chose Larvesta next. The Torch Pokemon was part Fire-type, and would be able to use a Fire Z-Move to clear the field. A good angle and Moon could knock out both ally Togedemaru so she could deal with the Totem. Directed Larvesta to move into position, avoiding the Totem's attacks by bursts of fire. It did so, and the strategy worked, and Moon waited for the Totem to miss an attack before beginning her Z-Pose, lesson from Olivia already learned. A fully powered Inferno Overdrive emerged from the Torch Pokemon, the first Z-Move Molayne and Sophocles had seen from her. Both noted its strength, and the lack of its effect upon Moon. The fireball washed over one Togedemaru, then continued on to the second, the strategy sound.

In the moment of recovery from the attack, Larvesta could do nothing to resist the Totem Togedemaru slamming down upon it. It cried out and went silent. Moon called it back, three members of her team already beaten. But she'd stopped the Totem from charging.

Using a Pokemon in such a manner, for a single Z-Move then letting it be hit and knocked out, neither Molayne nor Sophocles were happy to see that. Everything Moon was doing was wrong, too focused on winning to consider her Pokemon. Was this really what had brought her this far? Had the other Captains, and Kahuna, allowed it? Or was it new, a rash new nature appearing only now?

It was a concern, without question.

The remaining members of Moon's team, the same team she had used against Olivia, were each unsuitable for such a battle. Even then Moon didn't consider herself at risk of defeat. Didn't acknowledge the threat at all. Simply sent Dartrix out, the Pokemon neither weak nor resistant to electricity, and commanded it to begin blowing a black wind down upon its foe. Still thoroughly charged, the Totem floated up through the barrage without even appearing to be affected by it, crackling with electrical energy. Moon commanded Dartrix to dodge, to beware of the next attack.

The Totem shone like a glowing sun in the middle of the room, Moon, Molayne, and Sophocles all covering their eyes. In the wake of the action it had taken, electricity crackled in the air. Moon stared, silent, as the feeling brought her back to another's. One felt once before, five weeks in the past.

With the power it contained, the Totem Togedemaru had infused the environment around it with electricity, bolts dancing through the air, playing out over floor, walls, and ceiling. Only once before had Moon seen this, when the Island Deity Tapu Koko had appeared in Verdant Cavern and challenged her. Electrical terrain... Moon was caught in the memory of it a moment too long.

The Totem slammed into Dartrix and lit up with power just as bright as before. The Blade Quill Pokemon hit the ground without even a cry. As Moon stared, aware her strongest partner was now beaten, another small Togedemaru emerged from the shadows of the room and began to charge its Totem brethren. Moon hissed at the sight and changed for the next of her Pokemon. She wasn't done yet.

Weak to electricity it may be, Wishiwashi was still a powerful Pokemon when in its Schooling Form, and water was an effective enough type to use against the Roly-Poly Pokemon. Moon commanded the Small Fry Pokemon, floating through the electricity-wreathed air, to blast the ally Togedemaru with its full power.

It didn't get the chance.

The Totem Togedemaru was charged far too much now, turning its electrical bolts upon the next of its opponents. The water covering of the Wishiwashi, forming the shape of its Schooling Form, broke apart in an instant, the tiny Pokemon within dropping to the ground as well. Moon, calling it back, reached for her sixth Pokemon.

Realised she was about to lose.

The shock left her still, unable to even move, to let Flaaffy face this opponent. Another Togedemaru appeared. Moon couldn't beat this. She held there, like that, as moments ticked by. Molayne nodded to Sophocles.

The Captain raised his hand.

“The battle is over!” The declaration, the call for a halt of the Trial, was what shook Moon from her stupor. She yelled, furiously, that she wasn't done. But she was and she knew it and she hated it and she was meant to win, if she gave it her all she'd win, and then it'd be okay because she could keep going and Hau and Lillie would stay with her and she'd be their friend and even though everyone else was against her she'd have them but even they weren't with her now and she...

She...

A tear ran down her face.

Sophocles, a Captain for a short time as well as a Captain of Ula'ula Island, which Trainers would only face in the latter half of their Island Challenge, found himself unprepared for this. Not ready for the crying girl before him who'd been unable to pass his Trial. He'd seen Trainers fail before, some becoming determined to grow stronger and return able, others growing despondent at the overwhelming challenge they faced, but someone breaking down like this... he looked to Molayne for help. He didn't know what to do.

Molayne, shocked time and time again by the way Moon had been acting, still stepped towards her. She became aware of him the moment he moved.

Turned and sprinted out of the observatory as fast as she could go.

Molayne followed, but despite his lanky form Moon's speed was beyond him – the torrid emotions storming within her lending great power to her need for escape. By the time Molayne was through the doors of the observatory, sure Moon had gone this way, she was out of sight. He pulled out his phone.

Kukui had to be told about this.

Choked orders failed to communicate, Moon's Flaaffy, last of her able Pokemon, unable to fight any of the wild Pokemon lurking the paths of Mount Hokulani. Every command Moon gave, every order filled with sharpness and a need to be able, to be capable, did not carry and the Wool Pokemon lost its fight. Had to be called back as well. Moon's Pokemon all bested. No victory in any form this day.

She yelled.

Yelled and yelled because she'd failed, just like she'd been told. Because she couldn't keep going. Because she'd given everything, just like she'd been meant to do, and failed. And her need to overcome, to keep going and moving, consumed her too much to ever accept a moment's pause. It hurt too much.

So she yelled at nothing and everything and when her voice cracked and her chest heaved with a sob she looked away from the field, from the view over Ula'ula Island below. Back to the road.

Back to the woman standing at its side watching over her.

A sharp hiss and then furious yell were the response to the appearance of Pitaya, Guildmaster of the Alola Dragon Tamers. Pitaya took a step down from the road towards Moon.

It was her fault! Moon pointed, ready to blame Pitaya for all of her woes. She's the one who did it! Who made Moon lose, who stopped her from being able to go on! She was the one who held her back, another who grabbed onto her because she caught their attention. Pitaya ignored the yells further, continuing forward. Moon took a step back.

If it wasn't for Pitaya she would have won. If it wasn't for Pitaya Hau would have come with her. If it wasn't for Pitaya everything would be fine. The same as it always had been. Nothing changing. Pitaya was standing before Moon now. The woman moved down to a knee.

Moon was meant to go on. To win whenever she gave it her all. That was what she was meant to be, the reason she was the way she was. The reason she had to hide herself because everyone wanted to see her. The reason the Tapu kept approaching her. The reason everything kept happening to her.

Pitaya held out a hand.

If she didn't keep going... if Moon didn't beat every challenge, she'd have nothing. So she had to win. She had to.

She... had to...

A soft voice embraced her.

“I am sorry.” Pitaya watched as the girl before her shook with uncontrolled misery. “It is wrong, what was done to you.” Moon sunk to her knees too. The Alolan woman kept her hand outstretched. “Please. Let me help.”

Moments passed. Silence fell around them. Moon choked out a sob.

Then raised and placed a small hand in the one before her.

The morning of Kukui and Kahili had been spent in meetings, preparation for the Alola Culture Council to be held in four nights' time. As soon as they'd found the time for a break, returning to the Pokemon Center of eastern Malie, it had been to see Hau and Lilie, somber and concerned. Moon had gone on to her Trial, they'd told Kukui, who'd been stunned to hear she'd left without him. He'd made noises about heading up there, Kahili reminding him they had more meetings to come.

Then the call from Molayne came in.

The mountainside of Hokulani Kukui swept over, searching for Moon. Trainers he quizzed, asking for information. One hint he finally got, the sighting of a girl matching Moon's description with an older woman, one Kukui knew as well. What the hell was...

“Pitaya!” The Guildmaster of the Dragon Tamers was waiting at the entrance to the temple built into the side of Mount Hokulani, unsurprised by Kukui's appearance. He stormed up to her, stressed and concerned by everything he'd heard today. She was unmoved. He didn't care. “Where's Moon?”

“She is under my care.” Pitaya answered in a tone of steel, her posture as unbreakable as her words. “I have taken charge of her growth, both emotional and ability.”

Kukui blinked. “What?” The Dragon Tamer's expression darkened.

“You weren't even aware, were you, of the state she was in?” Pitaya's words came one after another, forming a wave of displeasure crashing down upon the Professor. “Did you do anything to care for her in her journey? Did you watch over her? Did you consider the effects of her abilities upon her, or the great stress her constant success had placed on her shoulders?”

He... had. “I-”

“Then how did you let her get to such a state? Where a defeat leaves her broken in tears? Where she commands her Pokemon without considering them at all? Where she's so desperate and needing to win that she is unprepared for anything else? She became obsessed. Did you not notice? Did you even consider that she was so unwell?”

“I-”

“She has been suffering under the need to continue without halt for some time already, and you have been too busy with your League plan to care for her, but too proud to ask another to either. I had intended to offer her my aid, as one Dragon Trainer to another, when she came here, but obviously it requires so much more than that. Moon will stay here. And I will care for her until she is well. Do you understand?”

Stunned by the tone Pitaya had addressed him in, Kukui lacked rebuttal. Had he... been neglecting Moon? Failed to consider her situation? Let her down? He... he didn't know.

Pitaya turned away.

“Go back to working on your League in full, instead of pretending you can care for these children while doing so. Good day, Kukui. I wish you luck with the Culture Council.”

Step by step Pitaya walked the path, through the temple grounds, towards the main building where the Dragon Tamers of Alola stayed. Kukui, standing in the entrance, could only watch as slowly, with ancient weight behind them, the heavy wooden doors of the temple gates moved.

And with a mighty sound closed before him.

Chapter Text

The First Precept: Dragons must be raised with care, for their untamed power threatens all around them.

“I'm sorry.”

Bowing his head, Professor Kukui of Alola completed his full apology to the two stunned youths before him, legendary Trainer Kahili and Trial Captain Acerola behind him watching over the conversation. Neither spoke, first having to process the shock of Kukui's revelation – that Moon had experienced a breakdown after failing the fifth Trial, then been taken in by Pitaya of the Dragon Tamers Guild – and then secondly their culpability in it. Each stayed quiet.

Kahili had never been prepared for any of this. She'd been so confident, so proud, when Kukui reached out to her. An Alolan Pokemon League? Yes, absolutely. She'd been waiting for this since the day she'd finished her Island Challenge. Going out into the world, visiting distant lands, competing in their Leagues; she'd found so many forms of happiness beyond her island home, but Alola was her home all the same. To come back and help it gain this thing she loved? Without question she would do it. And she'd make sure it happened. That had been her promise.

What had she done then? Backed up Kukui in speaking with cantankerous elders? Had to mollify people assuming the Pokemon League would tear every last bit of Alola's culture to shreds? Stop misinformation, calm the distressed, and present a relaxed yet focused appearance to anyone who doubted her? It was what needed to be done, she understood that, but in the end it felt like she'd done so much less than she'd thought. An attachment, clout for Kukui to show he was on the good side of Alola this time. But her abilities, her specialities, those hadn't been on show at all. How could they be?

Golfing and Pokemon battling weren't the keys to winning here. What else did she have?

She'd had so much free time! So many chances to talk to these young Trainers she and Kukui kept following in the footsteps of. She knew, she knew that Hau and Moon were both special. Moon moreso of course, she had an ability that seemed singular in the entire world, but Hau was still so much more capable than any his age should be. What had she done? The same as Kukui, assumed they'd be just fine wandering on their own without anyone ever properly checking in. Left them be.

She was so proud as to think she could help Alola, but so ignorant that she couldn't even help two children in need. Sina and Dexio, of all people, had taken more care in managing Hau at least, giving him advice and training that prepared him for the wall he would soon come to. Of course in the reverse they'd indulged in giving Moon a Keystone and Salamencite, an incredibly irresponsible and dangerous decision, but... neither Kahili nor Kukui had made the effort to explain that to Moon and try and ask for it from her. Had they thought she'd reject them? Had they doubted her?

How strongly had they failed?

Acerola, second of Ula'ula Island's two Captains, her jurisdiction its southern side while Sophocles took the north – even if that meant he mostly just spent all his time atop Mount Hokulani – didn't frown visibly. A little internally though – she'd have to message Soffy later for the full breakdown on what went on today. Still, she kept a smile and tried to be a reassuring figure; difficult given the two adults in the conversation were both looking incredibly morose right now. No good, no good.

Would she have fixed things? Honestly? Probably not. That thought bugged her. She'd been so excited to meet Moon, hearing all the stories about how she'd powered through Akala Island. She would've pushed Moon to give it her all against the fifth Trial so Acerola could take her on to the sixth. And if Moon had failed then, pushed even further than she already had been...

The conversation would have to extend to the other Captains. She knew Lana, she knew Mallow, she knew Kiawe: there was no way even one of them would have let Moon go if they'd seen even a hint of what Kukui had repeated from Molayne. But... maybe they'd still missed the seeds. Maybe their excitement to motivate and help Moon along had involved assuming she'd be fine with any challenge.

Maybe the Captains of Alola were at fault too.

She'd ask them about that later. For now though...

“All good all good!” With a smile Acerola raised a hand, two fingers stretched out in a reassuring 'V', “Auntie Pitaya's one of the best trainers of Trainers in Alola! She'll help Moon out for sure!” Neither Lillie nor Hau looked particularly reassured. Lillie understandably for she'd never even met Pitaya, and as for Hau... Acerola walked over to the two. “So smile when she gets back, okay?”

Though shorter than Lillie and Hau by a good few inches, despite being a few years older than them too – sometimes life just wasn't fair! – Acerola once close enough still had them looking at her with trust. She was a Captain! She grinned at their slow nods. “That's how you do it!”

Kahili nudged Kukui, who looked at her as the young Captain took care of helping reassure Lillie and Hau that Moon was going to be fine. The Flying-type Trainer raised a hand to cover her mouth. “Are you alright?”

“Not really,” Kukui whispered quietly back, slowly and mournfully pulling his phone out of his coat pocket. “I'm going to have to call her mother.”

The Second Precept: To do so oft requires assistance. Both request and accept help with the challenges you cannot face alone.

The next day dawned as dreary as the last, the cloud cover over Ula'ula Island seemingly taken with the location and happy to remain overhead for as long as it might stay. Only after reassuring Kukui and Kahili that he had no grand plans for the day, was only going to rest and maybe see what was around Malie City, was Hau free to go his own way, the two adults now overly nervous that their inattention had left Hau at a brink as well.

Honestly, he still didn't know what to think about it all. Hearing the story of Moon's Trial, that she'd basically broken down after failing it, still rattled painfully inside of Hau's head. Because he was sure that so much of that was his fault, that he'd been the one who'd pushed Moon to the point where she couldn't accept anything but the need to win every time without fail. It was hard to think about and he hoped just going around the city and taking it easy would help.

Lillie, bag over her shoulder, joined him.

Malie City lacked the long lengths of Heahea or Konikoni, nor did it stretch over as wide a territory as Hau'oli had either. But there was a denseness to it, a closeness of everything together, that caused it to still feel bustling and larger than could easily be parsed. Each street had so much on it that by the time you'd gotten past the shops and parks and packs of people and Pokemon you couldn't even remember what had been on the street before. A well-designed grid city, intersecting roads made it easy to know where you were, but difficult to tell each individual street from the last. Quickly walking back and forth became overwhelming, the city appearing to shift around you so you were always in one place while everything else changed. It was all quite overstimulating.

Hau, unerringly, found a malasada shop.

Sitting together at one of the outside benches, each enjoying their meal – Hau passing malasada around to each of his Pokemon, Lillie occasionally opening her bag and sticking a hand holding some broken pieces of the pastry inside for Nebby to eat up – the two tried to relax. But it still felt awkward, just the two of them here.

Without Moon.

“Um... Hau?” The first to open conversation, Lillie drew the young boy's attention. “Are you... okay? With your Pokemon I mean!” She wasn't asking about Moon just, with everything going on with Hau and the limit he'd reached – something she'd read about in books but had no context to understand beyond that – she was worried about him too. Hau gave a grin back but it lacked his usual high-energy.

“Feels bad, y'know?” He shrugged, one hand running over the head of the Eevee nestled in his lap. “When I put Wimpod back in the Storage System it was like a weight off my chest, ya? But that's not fair, a Pokemon shouldn't feel like that. With only three I can breathe a little easier but... I dunno. I don't like having to store one just because they got a little stronger.”

“That...” she had read about it, “Hau as far as I know that happens to almost everyone. I don't think there's a way to avoid it.”

“I guess,” Hau didn't seem reassured, “just wish it hadn't happened to me. I feel bad having to put a Pokemon away until I'm ready for them.”

“Would you... rather you hadn't caught them?”

The moment of shocked stare from Hau almost worried Lillie, before he shook his head fast enough for Lillie to be sure it had to be rattling him. “No way!” With an almost full return to the boy she knew, Hau gave a grin, “They're all my friends and we're gonna go together, y'know!” Smiling back, Lillie enjoyed the brief moment of confidence before Hau quietened again. He sighed.

“Just gotta wait I guess. For my Bonds and for Moon.”

“Excuse me, did you just say... Moon?”

The voice that intruded upon the conversation of Hau and Lillie, whose heads both snapped to stare at its owner, came from what appeared to be a girl of similar age to them, standing before the pair seated at the malasada shop bench. Even shorter than Acerola had been, she wore what looked to be a farming outfit, tan with purple patches, a purple bonnet barely handling the voluminous mass of black hair emerging in long bushy tails hanging to her hips behind each shoulder. With deep blue-grey eyes, sun-tanned skin, gloves of light purple, boots of dark, and equally bushy black-haired eyebrows, she managed to appear quite imposing despite her small stature.

Perhaps it was backed up by the huge Pokemon towering behind her.

Hau and Lillie could both recognise Mudsdale, the Draft Horse Pokemon, the eight feet from hoof to head equine Pokemon known to be one of the more powerful of Alola's population. But more than that Hau, looking between it and the girl, felt something more. Something intense. Wow. That was...

“Hey...” not even paying attention to the question asked, Hau had to ask his own, “how come your Pokemon's so strong?” The girl looked at him with genuine surprise.

“It was...” she paused, the question personal but then she was approaching these two to ask them about the Trainer Moon, who no doubt others had harassed them to hear about already. So she owed them her good graces. “My grandfather's Pokemon. He passed her on to me.”

Just that alone had Hau's attention, but he was sure he was forgetting something even more important. He got stuck on it. The girl looked over at Lillie and held out her hand.

“Forgive me for not introducing myself before,” she kept her hand outstretched, Lillie hesitantly taking it, not distracted enough by the powerful Mudsdale to forget the first question asked. The small girl shook Lillie's hand with a firm grip. “My name is Hapu, I am sorry for approaching you so brazenly, but I couldn't help but overhear the name of Moon. If we are thinking of the same person, I met her on Akala Island some two weeks prior. I was hoping to see her again if she were here.”

“She's...” Lillie eased her hand back from Hapu's grip, making eye contact with Hau so he'd pay attention instead of focusing on whatever it was he was trying to remember, “not here right now.”

“I see,” Hapu nodded, accepting Lillie's words without question, “I apologise again for inconveniencing you.”

“You said you saw Moon on Akala?” Hau focused on Hapu now, no longer trying to remember whatever it was he'd forgotten. Hapu looked back to him and nodded.

“Yes, just outside of Royal Avenue. Team Skull had set up some kind of barricade upon the path, and Moon assisted me in convincing them to move it out of the way.” The way Hapu said that, easily describing what had to have been some form of conflict in such calm and non-aggressive terms, stuck with Lillie. This girl was... intense. Hapu nodded. “Moon then directed me to Brooklet Hill, so I might see Captain Lana. I would like to thank her for that as well.”

“Are you doing your Trials?” Hau leaned to the side, blatantly looking for a Z-Ring on either of Hapu's wrists. None evident.

“Of a sort,” Hapu replied evenly. “It is like an Island Challenge for me, but not the Island Challenge itself. It is... complicated.”

Hau and Lillie both made noises that roughly translated as 'oh' without a single signal they understood at all what Hapu meant. She smiled gently. “I am attempting to prove myself to someone, and become a strong Trainer in the process. Travelling with Mudsdale has helped so far, though when she battles it still quickly becomes difficult for me. She is very strong.”

“Yeah,” Hau agreed quickly, once again looking at the giant and powerful Draft Horse Pokemon. “It's kinda the same for me right now. Can't handle my Pokemon's strength.”

“I see,” nodding, Hapu paused a moment. Looked at her Mudsdale. Then back to Hau. “Perhaps we can help one another then?”

Watching Hau's posture change, from easily going with the flow of all things to actively interested and almost riveted, finally remembering to introduce himself to Hapu as well, Lillie glanced back to the small girl. Having a stranger just approach them and start talking about Moon wasn't exactly the best opening, but then if Hapu truly had met Moon before, it made sense. But how could she...

“How?” Hau asked the same, though was still sitting straighter, hands pressed against his knees, the Eevee in his lap having hopped down when Hapu appeared and by now, while its Trainer was talking with the new arrival, successfully climbed up the back of the Mudsdale. The Draft Horse Pokemon accepted the presence of the far smaller Evolution Pokemon happily enough. Hapu spotted it sitting on the back of her Pokemon and smiled.

“There's no proper way to strengthen our Bonds but to wait, but there are ways believed to help. Meditation and focus upon them, which my grandfather taught me. I had been thinking for a while now I might need such, though the thought of simply sitting quietly on my own did not appeal. With company though, I feel perhaps I might have more success. We both have powerful Bonds to rise to, why not both attempt to do so?”

Hau nodded. He didn't even fully get it, but he nodded without a thought because a way, any way, that might help him with the weight of his Bonds was worth it. He wanted to have Wimpod back on his team. And he wanted to be better able to go on. So that when Moon came back, even though they'd no longer be racing, just journeying together, he could. They could go out and see exciting places around Alola and if they had to battle they could. That's what he wanted now.

To be able to go on.

“Okay!” He agreed so quickly Lillie found herself shocked, still unsure as to this person who had appeared before her. But... looking, Lillie caught Hapu looking back at her with a smile. She bobbed her head in acknowledgement and introduced herself. Maybe waiting together for Moon... wouldn't be so bad.

Hapu, pleased as punch, nodded back to Lillie before turning back to Hau. “Should we go find somewhere to sit down?” A malasada shop was all well and good for food, but it was hardly a peaceful place. No, she'd like somewhere a little quieter, a little easier to relax and rest. She'd come to Malie City to meet with the Captains of Ula'ula, but taking this time, working with another to improve, she was sure that this was ordained, this meeting destiny. A part of her had hoped to find Moon again, but this, maybe this was even better.

Yes, she was sure now, she and Hau, each grandchild to a Kahuna, would help one another go on.

It was perfect.

The Third Precept: Only a dragon may be treated as a dragon. The power needed to guide them will only bring ruin upon another.

Ragged gasps forced their way out of Kukui's heaving chest as he collapsed into one of the seats in the staging room he and Kahili had claimed, home-base in the minutes before and after their presentation to the Alola Culture Council. Kahili had remained outside after the meeting, continuing to handle curious and dismissive figures, but Kukui had needed a moment's break. The stress of standing in front of that crowd, all expecting him to be unable to convince them of anything, had been too much. He held a hand over his beating heart and forced his eyes shut.

That hadn't been fun.

“You know for someone who spends so much time dancing around on stage in a mask, you're a real coward without anything to hide behind.”

The rough and dismissive voice Kukui knew full well opened his eyes, the professor forcing his breathing to be just a little quieter as he stared down the man who'd just let himself into the room. The figure wore a shirt of red, a black Z-Crystal hanging from a string around his neck, similar black trousers and sandals over bare feet. A vest of the Alola Police Force remained clutched in one hand, the heat of this evening a little too much to be fully dressed for most anyone. Lifeless dark eyes and similarly lifeless looking flat grey hair accented his head. Kukui spent only a moment maintaining eye contact before shutting his eyes again and leaning back with a groan.

“Good evening to you too, Kahuna Nanu.”

“None of that formal garbage from you,” Nanu walked across the room and hauled a different chair from a desk, turning it to face away from Kukui before sitting down the wrong way, propping his arms upon its back to look over the professor. “Makes me sick to hear.”

For a few moments Kukui enjoyed the thought of just keeping his eyes and mouth closed before sighing internally and opening them again, focusing on the Kahuna of Ula'ula Island. A pitiless stare answered him back. Kukui grimaced. “Not a fan of my speech?”

“Pfft,” the noise of dismissal was the usual to be expected from Nanu, who didn't treat much of anything with reverence or respect, “that's none'a my business, I don't really care whether you make that League or not. Doubting yourself the second you're out of sight? You were practically proclaiming you'd received mandate by the end of that presentation.”

Kukui looked away. “They seemed willing to let me go forward.”

“Then don't ask me for something you already know.”

Another bout of silence, the Kahuna's presence oppressive enough for even that to bring no relief. Eventually Kukui looked at him properly. Nanu arched an eyebrow at the sight of a little spine.

“Would you... reconsider?” Kukui knew this was a losing battle going outright, but he still felt he had to ask. “It would do everything to have all the Kahuna of Alola acting as our Elite Fou-”

“I told you,” Nanu cut through Kukui's request, shaking his head in the same moment he spoke, “I'm not interested. So I take it back, I do care about you getting that League off the ground, cause rolling the Final Trials into the Elite Four means I won't have to do them anymore either. A little more pressure off me; would be nice.”

Kukui's glare glinted a little. Nanu smirked to see it.

“You're a terrible Kahuna, you know that?”

“I'm the best Kahuna this island's had in a long time now,” Nanu answered back lazily. “Unlike some people I could name, I'm not going to get a town destroyed.” Kukui shut his mouth and looked away. Nanu's lop-sided grin stretched a little further across his face. “Yeah that's what I thought.”

Standing, the Kahuna looked over Kukui, who was looking away from him, seemingly shamed by his words. Nanu shook his head. “You damn brats were so cocksure, following her without questioning a thing. Now we're all picking up the pieces of the mess she made and you're still here begging for forgiveness. You're real audacious, boy, running around Alola saying this League's for the best. The fact you're actually convincing people... charisma's wasted on the stupid.”

“That's...” Kukui continued to look away, unused to people confronting him directly about this. When he'd made his apologies, sought repentance, a quiet acceptance of not mentioning it had settled across Alola. Even those most distrustful of his plans for the League had kept that specific point to themselves. Hearing it from Nanu was... “it's in the past.”

“Nothing's in the past,” Nanu drawled, drawing Kukui to look up in surprise at the Kahuna lecturing him. “Everything that ever is was and will be is built on the past, and it's only a matter of time before the unpleasant things you buried come back up again. You've spent too much time pretending to be different things, boy. Are you fooling anyone? Are you fooling yourself?” Kukui had no answer to that. Nanu sighed. “Look,” the Kahuna rubbed the back of his head, not intending to lecture the way he just had, “just remember the deal. You can fly up to Lanakila whenever you want, but if you cross south of the mountain I'm not gonna help you if the Tapu catches you. Keep to the north, got it?”

A muttered “I know” accompanied Kukui's nod. Nanu accepted that.

“So Pitaya's got hold of that kid huh?” The change in topic came quick enough to throw Kukui off; who looked up but didn't say anything. Nanu shrugged. “If she's not a monster right now she will be by the time the old lady's done with her. Scary scary.”

“Don't talk about her like that.”

The steel in those words, the strongest Kukui had ever said anything to the Kahuna of Ula'ula Island, made Nanu smile so wide it looked like his face could open on a hinge. The Kahuna laughed dryly and turned.

“Fair enough. We'll see how she does when she gets to me, however soon that is.”

With a half-hearted wave Nanu left the room, the loud sound of the door closing marking his exit. Kukui, still seated in his chair, groaned, leaned back, and placed his hands over his face.

If he was lucky, this would be the worst he'd have to go through to make the Alola Pokemon League a reality.

If.

The Fourth Precept: Dragons are proud, their Tamers must be humble. Do not use the power you hold to place yourself above others.

In the span of a week Hapu and Hau had changed little, but in the little they had changed it was significant. Most days were the same, quiet meditation surrounded by their Pokemon, focusing upon the feelings of the Bonds connecting them. As Trainers grew, both in experience and simply mental and physical age, they became more aware of these connections, more able to interact with them. For both of these children those abilities came naturally, able to feel and ruminate upon their Bonds far sooner than their experience should possibly allow.

But then, it was difficult to define their relationship with Pokemon as starting when they'd received their first. Hau and Hapu had both been raised around powerful Pokemon all their life, taught to consider Alola and their place in it, been able to hear the song from the moment they were made aware of it. That they had the ability to understand their Bonds and think on them, give them focus and attention in meditation far sooner than any their age should... was it really that much of a surprise?

Not to either of them at least.

There is no truly understood way to grow one's ability to handle the concept known as a Trainer's Bond. As Pokemon grow Bonds grow too, but the Trainers themselves, one half of this connection, do not grow by this manner. Perhaps a little, when the edges are pushed, but it is a slow growth, and the faster a Pokemon grows the more impossible it becomes to keep up. But even with that truth, the focus Hau and Hapu had given, it had helped. The strain of the Mudsdale Hapu kept, her sole Pokemon passed to her by her grandfather, had slackened. Hau too had returned to keeping all four of his Pokemon with him, delightedly carrying around his Wimpod at all hours, and admitted that he didn't feel the same stress now as he had the week before.

Though, if either put themselves to battle, often testing their progress against one another, soon enough it became apparent they still only had the barest room to move. The slightest little bit of exertion before the weight of their Bonds pulled taut once more. More focus. More taking it slow. The two, with Lillie alongside them, spent as much time simply experiencing the city of Malie and its surrounds as Hau and Hapu did in meditation – an act of calmness and peace that neither could possibly have the patience for alone.

At times Lillie sat with them. Nebby, she still kept in her bag, Hapu's curiosity answered that Lillie was caring for a Pokemon she needed to keep safe. But Nebby grew restless quickly and Lillie never remained for long. Had to find quiet places to give the Nebula Pokemon a little freedom of its own.

The heavy cloud cover over Malie had moved on in the week to pass, the true heat of the season now beaming down upon the city. By mid-afternoon most everyone took shelter in the shade, and this extended to this trio as well, who'd returned to a peaceful tree-covered corner of the Malie Garden. Sitting together they spoke, Hau playing around with a large green stone, somewhat rounded, with a yellow sharp-shaped core. Lillie and Hapu both observed it.

“I wouldn't say yet,” Hapu shook her head. Hau clasped his hands over the stone when she pointed it out.

“Oh, no,” he nodded back, “no way. A Raichu would be way too much for me now, even if I do have a psychic... what's it called again?”

“Bias.” Lillie answered, aware of Hau's ability to bond with Psychic-type Pokemon to an easier degree than others. Hau looked over at Hapu.

“Do you know your bias?” The girl shook her head.

“I cannot say I do, though I would assume it is the Ground-type. I have my doubts I could bear the weight of Mudsdale without such.”

“It is pretty heavy,” Hau mused agreement, his words both figurative and literal. Hapu smiled lightly. Lillie looked over to her.

“How are you?”

In the week to pass since Hapu's appearance, Lillie had found her initial doubts of the girl stripped away. Hapu was honest to a stark degree, speaking her mind in all things without a second thought. It was... refreshing, and Lillie enjoyed the girl's bluntness. Hapu was a reassuring figure, dependable, someone Lillie could see herself relying upon. Like a pillar of stone, or a mighty tree, despite her small stature. She was a good friend to have.

“Well,” Hapu, whose initial opinion of Lillie had not changed once in the week to pass, spent a moment with her thoughts. “I would say there is still a long way to go. Many of the Captains of Alola have given me fine advice so far, but most of what each told me was that I simply had to improve as a Trainer. Though there are many paths to that end.”

“Captain Kiawe told me that!” Hau, remembering his own experiences, nodded at Hapu's words. “He said that even when we feel like we've come to a stop, that's because we just haven’t noticed other avenues opening up to us!”

“Yes he told me similar,” Hapu nodded back. “Rather, he expressed that I tend to think of things as straight lines, from point a to b, and that I then disregard the world around me besides that. I am hopeful that this slower pace, and time of introspection, will help me break that habit.”

Hau and Lillie slowly nodded, each slightly wide-eyed. Hau expressed the thought they both had. “You sound so mature,” his words Lillie agreed to. “Kinda like a Captain already!”

“Well,” Hapu smiled thinly, “there's still a lot further I need to go.”

The Fifth Precept: Dragons are fierce, their Tamers must be caring. Neither use their power to place yourself apart from others.

Moon's visits to the Poke Pelago had become common-place. More often than not each night now she stayed here, the heat of the season and the year itself so high as for it to be no trouble for her to camp out surrounded by her Pokemon, their number having increased slightly over the past week and a half since her last visit.

But more than their number, what had grown was their power.

Moon's Pokemon grew without her direct presence. Pokemon always grew, never stopped throughout the course of their life, but even with the majority of his memories non-existent Mohn knew that these Pokemon were growing far faster than their wild equivalents. Honestly, some wild Pokemon had even started moving to the islands, joining the mass of Moon's own working the land. They didn't respond to orders as readily as the ones Moon had asked to follow Mohn's words, but they did appear to enjoy going with the flow of things.

So when Mohn called harvest time and a number of Pokemon prepared to strip clean the berry trees growing on one of the many islands making up the Poke Pelago, it wasn't just Moon's Pokemon doing so. It was amazing, watching all of nature working together, and only reassured Mohn that the Poke Pelago was right. What he was doing for Moon was right.

His dream... was right.

When they started evolving he was still momentarily taken aback.

And that was how it continued on. The days passed, Mohn worked the islands of the Poke Pelago with all the Pokemon working together with him, and they grew. Some evolved, while others' personalities developed. Those who'd been active members of Moon's team before, the Meowth for example, or the Poliwag turned Poliwhirl, liked to take command, while those who'd only been embraced by Moon followed behind. It was all wondrous and somewhat otherworldly to behold.

Much like Moon herself, Mohn supposed.

It was a clear day, and Mohn happily scouted the horizon when at rest, despite knowing if Moon was to visit it would likely not be for many hours still. Yet for a moment, when a flying shape appeared on the horizon, he was sure it was her returning once again to see the work he had achieved.

It was not.

Sophocles had kept his promise to Moon, to the letter. He, like every other Captain, had not mentioned the Poke Pelago to anyone. Had not discussed Moon's incredible, unbelievable, inconceivable ability to maintain a seemingly unlimited number of Bonds. But one part of their discussion had been to tell one person one thing, and that was to tell Molayne, former Captain of Mount Hokulani and current maintainer of the Pokemon Storage System in Alola, about the system intrusion orchestrated by the man known as Mohn to allow an unlimited number of Pokemon withdrawals from the terminal he'd established at the Poke Pelago.

Asked to leave the modification without explanation, Molayne had put a close watch on the connection point, an extra layer of security to make sure no more modifications were going on after checking over the changes made, and then left it at that. For a little bit.

But Molayne had been a Captain, and even before that a friend and rival of Kukui. He was a talented Trainer and a clever man, likely the cleverest of his friend-circle: the only one of them to become a Captain. So seeing a Charizard, a non-native Pokemon of Alola, flying in the same direction from Mount Hokulani every evening, returning from that direction every morning, and the obvious shape of a young girl on its back, honestly, was it any surprise?

So one day when Sophocles was buried deep in his work and Molayne's curiosity peaked, he took a Pokemon of his own through the sky in that direction too. To see what he could find.

And find something he did.

“So this is what you messed with my system to do.” The very first words from Molayne, feet settling on the soft and rich soil of the central hub island of the Poke Pelago, drew from Mohn a hasty gasp and then bowed head and apologies. The tall and lanky maintainer of the Storage System – noting that this man before him was not only as tall but clearly extremely built from however long he'd spent working the land – looked around. Pokemon everywhere, a whole cornucopia of the creatures, a collection from across all of Alola.

Well...

Molayne paused. Melemele natives. Those were from the Meadow, the yellow Oricorio obvious. Actually there was a pink one too, an Akalan version. None red though. This collection had yet to make it to Ula'ula Meadow. Those were Pokemon from Wela Volcano. And Brooklet Hill. Lush Jungle too. Even some unique to the fields on the slopes of Mount Hokulani. Nothing from Blush Mountain though. Nothing from the abandoned Tapu Village.

This collection, it started at the beginning of Melemele Island, the beginning of an Island Challenge, and stretched all the way to the territory of its fifth trial. Gears quick to spin in the mind of Molayne put piece after piece together. His eyes widened more than ever. He looked back to Mohn, and had to ask.

Really?

“Moon's?”

Surprised by the directness and accuracy of the question, as well as the presence of the man he'd gone behind the back of, Mohn could give no mistruth. He nodded, slowly. Molayne looked around again. They were all growing strong. As if they were still receiving power. But for that to be the case, for this many to grow like this, that would mean... he looked back to Mohn again.

“And she comes here?”

Another nod. That had to be the case then. She had to be...

Molayne felt his knees grow weak for a moment, almost wobbling where he stood, the floating Magnezone that had carried him here holding him up. Oh... oh my. “I...” he looked around again. She really was... “I should head back.”

He needed to talk to Soffy – to Sophocles – about this asap.

Moon already had the world's attention. This would have their obsession. They needed to plan for that.

They all did.

The Sixth Precept: Power confers responsibility. With this strength when called for aid, answer. When aware of those in need, reach out.

The second week bore fruit.

With seven more days Hau felt... good. Even when he and Hapu battled – a struggle that always ended four zero in Hapu's favour, her Mudsdale ridiculously strong – Hau didn't feel exhausted by it. Training... wasn't active, he wasn't pushing his Pokemon to increase in strength, but allowing them to use their strength wasn't exhausting him either. It seemed ridiculous that facing this wall, the moment one's Pokemon's growth truly exceeded them and they had to struggle to regain the ability to maintain them, was over so fast. A mere two weeks.

The deck, of course, was stacked in his and Hapu's favour. Both incredibly gifted children, with a long history involved with powerful Pokemon, and working together to help each other proceed. The rules for strengthening one's ability to handle Bonds were not known, but that interacting with others, working together to better yourself, helped was believed. The two had already gained back this much ground.

Today Hau was on his own, Hapu with Lillie in the Malie Library, awaiting Captain Acerola who had mentioned bringing a book from her home for Lillie to see. Hau wasn't too into that, so instead took the chance to wander. Headed to the north-west side of Malie, where the roads ended and instead a grassy path led up to a cliff overlooking the sea. Watching the waves from there sounded nice.

At least that had been the plan.

“Are you serious, boy? If you never try to do anything you'll never do anything!”

“But fath- er, sir!”

“But nothing! You may have bowed out of the Island Challenge already but that doesn't give you the excuse to bow out of work! If you can't handle this then work harder so you can! We're all doing our best here, slacking off won't be tolerated!”

“Everything okay?” Raised in Alola as part of Alola, Hau knew that the core meaning of this region was to share one's troubles, and so felt no concern in approaching this loud conversation to offer an ear and maybe a hand. Both figures, one in their middle teens, another adult, turned to him. The adult's eyes quickly spotted the Island Challenge Amulet hanging from Hau's waist.

“An Island Challenger huh? Good to see you!” Taking a step forward, he held out a hand to Hau, Hau smiling and doing the same in greeting. “My name's Shawn, I'm head of the plant back there.” Behind Shawn and the younger man was indeed a building, listed as a recycling plant. A road led out from its back and down to Alola. Hau was pretty sure he'd seen some garbage trucks moving along it in the days he'd been here.

“Hi!” Hau smiled back, “I'm Hau!” The younger man reacted.

“Hau?” He said the name with obvious recognition, “Like the Trainer with-”

“Boy!” The loud bark of Shawn's voice made Hau and the other teen jump. “Where're your manners, asking all these questions without even giving your name? Is that the Malie way, a city famed for its hospitality? Apologise right now!”

Face burning red, the teen bowed his head to Hau. “Sorry, I'm... I'm Chase, the son- an employee of the boss. Sorry.”

“It's- it's okay,” Hau waved the hand he'd retrieved from Shawn's strong shake, trying to calm things down, “are you okay?”

“Don't mind him,” Shawn spoke over anything Chase might've been about to say, “he's belly-aching about a lack of confidence again. Honestly.” Shaking his head, Shawn paused. Then looked at Hau with a glint in his own eye. “Actually, you might be able to help us, if you're willing.” Both Hau and Chase looked at Shawn for that. Shawn grinned. “Hey young Hau, since you're on your Island Challenge, and here on Ula'ula Island at that, you must be doing pretty well for yourself. Why not give Chase a battle, help him learn a little something about standing up for himself?”

“That's-” Chase tried to object, “fath- boss! Hau has to be super strong, he'd crush me if we fought!”

“Enough!” Shawn had a sharp and loud voice, something that reminded Hau a little of his grandfather's lectures when he was younger himself. “If all you do is give up without ever trying to do anything, you'll spend the rest of your life without ever having lived. You're going to battle this young man and you're going to do it now, got it?”

Somewhat pushed into this situation, Hau gave Chase a concerned look, something that quietly communicated a 'you don't have to if you don't want to' message. Chase, catching it, prepared to back out.

Then got snagged on a piece of his own pride and stopped still.

“...okay.” Both Shawn and Hau focused on Chase when he nodded, when he pulled a Pokeball from his pocket, “Hau, would you have a Pokemon Battle with me?”

Well... Hau glanced between the father and son, boss and employee. It really felt like an entire thing he'd just stumbled into, but since he'd been asked... “Okay!” Hau withdrew a Pokeball of his own.

In the wake of the battle, bested, Chase bowed his head. He'd tried and failed, just like he believed. He really did have no worth. The effort he'd given, it hadn't amounted to anything. No good. He was no-

“Good work, boy!” The heavy hand of his father clapped on his shoulder, Chase jumping from the interaction, looking up at the older man. Shawn grinned at him. “You gave something your best effort and that's what matters! I've been waiting, hoping, you'd find the will to do that, to go into something no matter how daunting it was, and I'm proud to see you've done such! That's the attitude that'll let you go on in life, and that's the attitude that'll let you take over this plant from me!”

Chase blanched. “Father?”

“I'm not your father I'm your boss!” Shawn's snap-back had Chase step backwards, Hau looking between the two constantly. Shawn continued. “And as boss I'm saying you're hired! And promoted! And you're going to do a fine job of it too! Because you know what it means to try at something no matter how hard it seems! Understand?”

Chase, slowly, nodded. Then grinned. “Understood!” Took a salute. Shawn turned to Hau.

“I caught you up in the need to help my boy learn a thing or two, sorry about that.” Hau nodded slowly as well, the entire exchange rather forceful to his eyes. Chase seemed happy though. Invigorated.

“Good luck!” With that wish given, Hau went on his way, back to Malie, plans to visit the cliffs best saved for later. Chase might not have beaten him, but Hau's Pokemon had still taken a beating themselves. A visit to the Pokemon Center was in order. Back to Malie, to the nearest Pokemon Center, Hau went.

A group of figures in white were in line before him for healing.

“Here you are,” the Pokemon Center nurse was returning a Pokemon, a small black and white creature, to one of the Aether Foundation members before her. The woman took the Pokemon, who grabbed on tight to her chest. She sighed.

“Thank you,” bowing her head, she and the rest of the Aether Foundation members thanked the nurse. “I suppose we'll need to take it back to the Aether Paradise.” The group turned around, Hau catching sight of the Pokemon in the woman at their head's arms. He knew that one! A Pancham. It seemed very determined to keep hold of the woman. Hau tilted his head.

“Is that Pancham okay?”

“Oh,” the woman, hearing Hau's question, stepped aside so he could move up to the nurse, handing over his Pokeballs for recovery. She didn't miss that there were four of them. That was unusual for a child so young. “This Pancham was attacked by Team Skull sometime back – we at the Aether Foundation took charge of its recovery, and recently tried reintroducing it to the wild but... it lacked confidence, and wasn't able to secure food around other wild Pokemon. We'll just have to keep it at the Aether Paradise, and hope it eventually finds the strength to continue in the wild again one day. It's unfortunate but that is how it is.”

Hau stared at the Pokemon in the woman's arms.

He'd fought so hard to gain even the faintest amount of room to move. With four Pokemon he'd only just regained the ability to battle safely with them, where their growth wouldn't immediately make their Bonds exhaust him again. The thought of pushing that, of evolving one of his Pokemon, still daunted him. The thought of taking another... still daunted him.

But...

'No matter how daunting something is you still tried!'

The message Shawn had been trying to impart upon his son surfaced in Hau's mind. He stared at the Pokemon some more.

Reached out a hand.

“Can I?”

“Oh, uh, of course.” The woman bent down, allowing Hau to touch the Pokemon, who clutched tighter to her before feeling no danger from Hau's hand. Slowly he placed his other upon it as well, pulling slightly, the Pokemon relenting to let go of the Aether member it was holding onto. Hau turned the Pokemon around, so it was looking at him instead. It blinked. Hau considered deeply.

“Do you...” was he sure? He didn't know. But... “want to come with me?”

A moment passed. Then another.

Then the Pokemon wiggled out of Hau's grasp just enough to jump onto his chest and hold tight, Hau shifting his arms to support its weight against him. The Aether Foundation workers all smiled. The woman knelt down before Hau.

“Will you be alright?” Her question was one of honest concern, knowing this Pokemon would make five for this boy. Hau looked at it. Then back up at her. And nodded.

“Yeah, we will.”

The Seventh Precept: To use power requires wisdom. Always consider what will come of the choices you make in acting.

While Hau took his day outside to enjoy the city, Lillie and Hapu both entered the Malie Library, a two-storey building located in the city's north, nestled somewhat beneath the cliffs that curved up behind it which Hau would soon seek out. Lillie had visited the library of Malie City multiple times already during her weeks here, reading ancient texts about the history of Alola, searching for any hints as to Nebby's origin, or why the Pokemon might have some relationship to the ruins spread about Alola inhabited by the Tapu. Little had been found in answer though.

Acerola had visited the city now and again, checking in with Lillie and Hau that Moon had yet to reappear, and having her own conversations with Hapu that neither Lillie nor Hau were privy to. There were mysteries to the small girl that had befriended Hau and Lillie, but Lillie could not blame Hapu for keeping her own privacy. Lillie had her own secrets she guarded as well.

The point of this was that, on her last visit to Malie, Acerola had overheard Lillie talking about the research she was doing and made mention she had books herself that might help. Promised to bring them for Lillie to see. Today was that day, and Lillie had received invitation to join Acerola at the Malie Library, Hapu happy to come along. First into the library they went, then up the stairs to its second floor. From across the room Acerola waved and called out to Lillie.

A passing librarian shushed the Captain quite fiercely.

“Over here Princess!” Cringing after being shushed, Acerola continued to wave as Lillie and Hapu approached. The Trial Captain of Ula'ula Island's southern side had taken up using the moniker of 'princess' for Lillie all on her own, something Lillie found herself completely unprepared for to the degree she didn't even know how to address it. So she just let Acerola say it and continued on as normal. Hapu followed along as the two approached the table Acerola was at, a collection of books gathered atop it.

“Okay okay,” Acerola grinned, waving a hand over the books, “here's everything I could get from my dad's collection – it was about time I moved it out of our old home anyway! Take a look!” Shushed again, Acerola shrunk into her chair as Lillie thanked the Captain and picked up the first of the books, somewhat ambiguously named 'The Light of Alola'. She set to reading.

By the time the afternoon settled in fully, Lillie had made her way through a majority of the books, reading key chapters and coordinating investigation for interesting facts with Hapu and Acerola both. She had a picture now, not too clear, but built on reasonable suspicions, of what she needed to do for Nebby. A goal. She nodded.

“Then I really will need to go to the Ruins of Abundance.” There was a tie between Nebby and the Tapu. So Lillie needed to seek them. That much was clear.

“Well that's no problem,” Hapu gave Lillie a smile, a reassuring pat on her arm, “with my Mudsdale there's nowhere in Alola we can't go together. I'd be happy to take you there if you’d like?”

For a moment Lillie considered it. Then shook her head. “Thank you Hapu,” she smiled back at the friend she had made, “but I'd like to wait for Moon to return to us, so that she can come with me there. It's important to me.”

Hapu nodded and withdrew her hand.

“Sounds like a plan, princess!” Acerola found herself shushed for the nth time that day, a librarian on almost constant duty managing the enthusiastic Trial Captain's tone. “The Ruins of Abundance are pretty close to my Trial Site, so just come with Moon when she's heading there and I'll take you to visit them too! Sound good?”

“Yes,” Lillie nodded, “thank you, Captain Acerola.” Acerola grinned and held up a hand and two fingers for another celebratory 'V'.

Sounds like they had a plan.

The Eighth Precept: The temptation of power is to embrace anger and rashness. First hold peace of mind and calm of heart before acting.

In the passage of three weeks since realising how far behind the person she wanted to be she was, Kahili Hano had witnessed much. She'd watched Hau grow, pushing through the wall that could stunt Trainers for months, some forever, with this as in all things unnatural speed and ability. This was a legendary Trainer in the making, someone who would be one of the brightest stars in Alola's history, providing the weight of the world did not first smother his light. The weight of a world looking at interesting figures she was only now becoming fully aware of.

Kahili Hano's history was as thus. Only daughter of her father, owner of the Hano Grand Resort, she grew up with everything. Practised golf from the youngest of ages and excelled. Practised Pokemon from the day she formed her first bond with a wild Pikipek and in that too excelled. Passed her Trials with ease, time spent in rest and training mixed with continuing her golfing practises, before she'd visit another stretch of Alola and barrel through all its challenges as well. Golfing competitions slowed her progress, and she completed her Final Trials at seventeen, though private words amongst those concerned felt that without the sport Kahili would have done so a full three years earlier.

With the demands of her life as a sportswoman upon her, Kahili passed up the offer of Captainship of Melemele Island, spending time with her Pokemon and her sport equally, and as such never having enough time to devote to such a practise as the role of Captain.

Continuing to excel as a Trainer, even past her Island Challenge, Kahili visited other regions for golfing tournaments, only to spend what time she wasn't golfing in battle with notable Trainers, even facing random gyms not as part of the Gym Challenge but simply to face strong Trainers. When it came time for her to visit Kalos, to take part in the Grand Open hosted there, she decided that there was where she would stay. When not golfing took on the Gym Challenge as well. Beat every trainer to face her.

Took part in the Kalos Pokemon League.

To the semifinals of such she arrived, drawing attention by her skills as a Trainer, and her notable role as an Alolan Trainer, possessing the ability to use Z-Moves. Equally using Z-Moves and Mega Evolution, the Pidgeot she had raised considered an impressive member of its species indeed, Kahili made her mark and her name as a Trainer, only further gathering attention from those who'd watched her win the Grand Open Golf Tournament a year prior. Indeed, she was one of Alola's most famous Trainers, and often found herself approached or questioned when not actively projecting an aura warning others off.

This life she'd grown into.

But Hau, and Moon, had been thrust into it. From day one they were demanded. From day one they were wanted. Kahili, who'd eased into such an environment, matured at a rate that let her handle its strain upon her, could handle it. But they were children. She'd somehow deluded herself into believing they would do as well as she had. So stupid! Calls to those she missed in Kalos had consisted of her repeating that fact, the one on the other end reminding her what was important was that she go forward. Ahh, without her Kahili...

Hau had continued to push forward and, each day she saw him, Kahili said hello and asked him to tell her his thoughts. He'd done so, now and again, describing how he wanted to keep up with Moon but also felt bad about being pressure on her. How he was doing with his Bonds, at first stressed about their weight, later confident he was adapting to them. When Kahili saw him a week ago, holding a Pancham to his chest, she'd been honestly shocked by his confidence. But Hau had maintained that confidence and even today was still keeping those five Pokemon well. His pace really was without equal.

Besides...

Kukui was out, visiting Akala, spending time with his wife. The result of their presentation to the Alola Culture Council had been, as far as things could be considered, as good as they could get. The majority that made up the Council's board, as well as those attending the meeting, had decided they'd let Kukui continue on with the League. The results of his actions, and the League's effects upon Alola, would be heavily monitored, but this first tournament, this showcasing of Alola's talent, would be accepted. They really couldn't ask for better than that.

The relief of pressure on Kukui and Kahili was unequalled. Taking time, each had tried to relax, to ease themselves of their stress while still being there for Hau and Lillie. Kahili knew full well she had to be the main presence watching over the children when they eventually went south, aware of the situation with Kukui despite having been overseas at the time it had all gone down. She'd need to train more too, the threat of those taking part in the first League significant. Kukui, Pitaya, and Ryuki, as well as the Kahuna – well, only Hala and Olivia – were enough to worry her. They were all very strong and while she was confident, she wasn't foolish. She'd need to sharpen herself even more to push through. She was fully aware of that.

Those were Kahili's days for now. Being there for Hau and Lillie when they needed her. Training her Pokemon. Waiting for Kukui to return.

He'd taken the brunt of Jewellery's frustration when reporting what had occurred with Moon. The girl's mother had demanded the contact information for Pitaya, and evidently had a very long conversation with the Guildmaster indeed as it was a full three hours later that she called Kukui back, yet Kukui swore Jewellery had most definitely contacted Pitaya immediately after their prior call. Kahili still felt like she owed the woman, and Moon, an apology. She'd definitely do so when Moon returned.

When.

Kahili had raised Dragon-types before, now and again. Those that shared the Flying-typing she could handle well enough, thanks to her Bias. She still preferred not to though. The weight pulled on her a little too much all the same. It made those who could bear the weight, especially those without the right Bias of their own, truly impressive to her eyes. She'd met the Dragon Tamer Guildmaster Pitaya before, but not often. Pitaya seemed to accept Kahili's words that she was fine on her own.

But she'd gone out of her way to take Moon under her wing.

Every day Kahili mused when not deep in her training, strengthening her Pokemon, and never shirking the basics of her golfing skills either. She was both, Trainer and golfer, and she wouldn't let one fall for the sake of another. There were other tournaments ahead of her for each and she'd face them head held high. This time here, in Alola helping with the League, was a rest-stop in her own life of challenges.

Yet somehow the challenges she'd found over these past two months had been far more intense than most she'd ever imagined before.

The Ninth Precept: The power you hold gives you no right to change the unwilling. Never act to force your will upon another.

Ten days and Hau had already adapted to what should have been an incredible overreach. Taking on that Pancham, a Pokemon rescued from the damage of Team Skull, most any would assume the boy was overexerting himself. Maybe he was.

But he did it all the same.

Today he sat alone at the malasada shop of Malie City, his favoured hangout spot, eating with the Pancham. Even compared to his Wimpod the Pokemon was somewhat of a non-confrontational sort, the Luxury Ball given to him by the Aether Foundation worker helping the Playful Pokemon's nerves a little, but the experiences she'd had in her past still enough to leave her somewhat lacking in confidence when it came to battling. The rest of Hau's Pokemon had helped though, and the Pancham had at least become more comfortable around Hau’s team. Baby steps.

Pancham had a taste for the bitter malasadas this shop specialised in, while Hau preferred the spicier variety. Both enjoying their food, the two ate happily and contentedly side-by-side. A little moment of peace, just for them.

Until someone else arrived on the scene.

“Thank you, please enjoy your meal!”

“Yeah cheers!”

The loud cry of the girl exiting the malasada shop, bag stuffed with the pastries in hand, raised Hau's head, her voice familiar. He looked, caught sight of a head of vibrant pink hair, and shot up to his feet. Hey that was! “Ah!”

Riley of Team Skull, though her Team Skull insignias were shelved today, no pendant, no bandanna, no beanie – a white sports cap worn to the side instead – heard the voice of surprise and turned, looking for what was so interesting. Quickly her eyes caught the boy standing at a nearby table, and quickly she realised just who had seen her. A moment passed.

She turned and booked it.

“Hey wait up!”

Even carrying his Pancham under his arm, the Pokemon happily chewing on a malasada as Hau ran, Hau kept up well with Riley, evidence of the effort he'd put into his Island Challenge, wandering the land of Alola so often on foot. Riley, more knowledgeable of Malie's layout than Hau, attempted to lose him, but Hau, far more athletic, only managed to learn a few secret passageways around the city instead.

In the end, crossing through one of Malie's parks, Hau basically running side-by-side with the Team Skull Grunt, Riley came to a raggedly breathing halt. Hau, breathing a little heavily too, was still in far better condition than Riley. She sat down hard.

“You... hah...” word by word she choked out her opinion, “are too... hah... fast...” Slapping her cheeks Riley coughed, spat on the grass, then staggered to her feet, stumbling to a nearby drinking fountain and filling her mouth with water, before choking on it as she attempted to drink far too quickly, Hau forced to pat her on the back until she was able to breathe and try again. Eventually she got back into a talkative condition. Hau stood calm as she rounded on him.

“What's your deal, huh?” She was snappy, but Hau had dealt with far worse ire already than Riley's cranky expression. “Just chasing down innocent people going about their day? That your thing, huh? Harassing poor girls trying to get some food? That it?”

Hau held up the Pancham under his arm, who'd quite enjoyed the run around carried by its Trainer all things considered. “Were you one of the ones who attacked this Pokemon?”

Riley took a step back. Hau's eyes, looking over the top of the cute – wait no not cute not cute! – black and white Pokemon, were focused. She didn't feel comfortable. She looked away. “Not me,” her voice was somewhat quiet, though her expression far easier to read without the bandanna over her mouth, “that's not my thing.”

“So when you were in the Diglett's Tunnel?” Hau's question prompted Riley to flinch. She shook her head a little faster.

“I just wanted to fight some Pokemon to get stronger, I don't beat things up for no reason.”

“Did you fight this Pancham?”

She looked. She looked and narrowed her eyes then shook her head again. Hau's tense posture relaxed a little. He believed her.

Riley sat down on the grass again. Remembered, after this long, she was holding a bag of malasadas, and pulled one out, breaking part off and popping it into her mouth, before fiddling with a Pokeball and unleashing her own Wimpod who also accepted some of the malasada offered. Hau kept on his feet, but placed Pancham down by them. The Pokemon held onto his leg.

“Why're you in Team Skull?”

Riley looked up at Hau's question with an almost offended expression. Made a scoffing noise. Ran a hand over her Wimpod and fed it some more first.

“That's a stupid question,” she didn't look up from her Pokemon as she rebuked Hau's curiosity, “Alola turned its back on us so we turned our back on Alola. Duh.” Hau blinked. Then shook his head. He didn't get it.

“I don't get it.”

“You wouldn't,” the girl – she was a teen as well, maybe a similar age to Chase – kept her eyes away from Hau's. “It's my business. Keep your nose out of it.”

“You care about your Pokemon though.”

The flinch from Riley was far more internal than external, but Hau still caught her pausing for a moment after he said that. She called her Wimpod back. “That has nothing to do with it.” And stood up.

“Hey!” Hau reached out, but Riley was faster this time, swinging her hand around and knocking his away.

“Keep it to yourself!” She had a snarl, taking a step back, “And don't act like some kind of hero. Someone like you doesn't get us at all and never will. So just go do your Island Challenge and stay out of our way, got it?” The sudden intense venom stunned Hau, who stood still even as Riley began walking away.

He didn't understand.

He really didn't at all.

The Tenth Precept: Accept that there are things you cannot change in this world, and that there will be times the power you hold means nothing.

Hau was sleeping.

A sleek-furred cat-like Pokemon of lilac colouring kept watch over him, its power able to open the door to his room in the Pokemon Center, but doing so only for Lillie alone to see he was alright. Just resting off the sudden change in demand. Lillie nodded as it wordlessly communicated to her, expressing that it was keeping watch over him, and left him for the day. She'd check back later to see that he was alright.

Today she went out into Malie City on her own.

It had been four weeks since Moon had been taken in by the Dragon Tamers Guild of Alola, and in those four weeks Lillie had watched much change. The intense heat of the season's midpoint had washed over Alola, changing the activity of the day to be so much less from its mid to afternoon. Hau had grown, his team expanding, and even now one member evolving. Despite the intense weight of the Bonds he must be shouldering, he remained strong through it, having adapted over these past weeks. She was, always, impressed by him. He had done so well indeed.

Hapu had taken her leave now, having spent a number of days upon Mount Hokulani before returning and mentioning she would move on to the southern half of Ula'ula Island. Knowing Lillie, along with Moon and Hau, would be visiting the Ruins of Abundance, Hapu hoped to meet them then, but needed to continue on with her own path now that she felt ready. Lillie, and Hau, both thanked her for the time she'd spent with them. Hapu happily answered that there was no thanks necessary, because they were friends now and that's just what friendship was.

Friends...

Two and a half months since Lillie first met Moon. Five and a half since Nebby and she had appeared on the shore of Hau'oli City, discovered by Professors Kukui and Burnet after Tapu Koko summoned them to her unconscious form. Only a small fraction of her life so far. But also filled with the most life she'd experienced yet.

In her bag was Nebby, the Nebula Pokemon displeased at all times with its confines, yet also accepting Lillie's requests it bear it. At least it was by her side. That was contenting enough. Lillie continued on with her day.

She'd wandered Malie City now and again, with Hau, with Hapu, with Ms. Kahili, even with Acerola when the Trial Captain had visited. Professor Kukui had returned again, though was also spending time up on Mount Lanakila during the day, lending a hand to construction of the League going on there. He'd told Lillie Professor Burnet would love to visit as well, but the Ultra Wormhole was continuing to challenge both her lab and the Aether Foundation and they were working strongly on that. There had been a day last week when the darkness had settled over Malie City, that moment where the light was all gone, before it moved on once more. Manifestations of the Ultra Wormhole, the reports said.

It made Lillie feel uncomfortable.

Today was the first day Lillie was wandering on her own. She understood needing to stay by others, that alone she could not properly protect Nebby, and was more than aware that sightings of Team Skull in Malie City had begun to rise in the past few days. But she still wanted to do this, to set out on her own and do something. She had a goal. Somewhere she wanted to go. Something she'd been thinking about for weeks now. So she was going to do it. She was.

Onwards she went.

Within the central sector of Malie City, the grid city well packed at its core, there was a clothing shop Lillie had visited before. It had been with Kahili, who was hoping for some lighter clothing for the heat of this year, something more intense than she remembered since spending so many years over in Kalos. An outfit had stood out to Lillie, though she did not move to buy it. Walked away but did not forget it. Could not forget it.

Now returned.

“Oh, greetings young miss! May I help you?”

“Oh,” Lillie shook her head, “no thank you.” Moved with purpose instead to find the clothing she had seen last. There it was. Like it was waiting for her. She stood before it, and imagined herself in it. It was...

“Ah, that's our last in stock actually,” the clerk had remained watching over Lillie, and quickly pointed out that now was the time to buy. “And do excuse me if I may be so bold but I am sure you would look most lovely in it!” Lillie flushed, shaking her head at the saleswoman. But didn't say a word otherwise.

In all her life she'd never controlled her own appearance. Worn what was chosen for her by her mother, styled herself as advised she should. But she'd seen this outfit and wanted to know how she would look in it. Seen Moon's hair, tied back at the beginning of her Island Challenge, and thought it looked lovely that way. She wanted to change. But...

The thought still scared her.

In the changing room Lillie sat, the clothing hung on a hook before her. From her bag she withdrew a box, a makeup kit she'd had with her for some time now. She remembered being given a copy of it, a reward for being a milestone visitor to a similar clothing store in Hau'oli City, and remembered passing that on to Moon. A little something the two had in common. Inside the small changing room Lillie held the box against her head, eyes closed, and thought.

They'd both come so far. Had Lillie ever imagined she would have the confidence to go to the Ruins of each Tapu, to see them before her and remain on her feet? To go all across Alola for Nebby's sake? She had never even wanted to take a step away from Professor Kukui or Professor Burnet when first found by them. Now here she was, on her own making her own decisions. It was all so much.

Moon had gone even further. Without a moment's pause raced through the Island Challenge to this point. But in doing so... she'd pushed herself to do it. And hurt herself too. Lillie hadn't noticed. Hadn't thought of it at all. Just assumed Moon was invincible and unstoppable, like everyone else had. She'd let her down.

Imagining Moon as an all-powerful being had been what stoked her fear, convinced her Moon could take Nebby and save them in a way Lillie never could. But believing Moon could do everything, that she could shoulder anything, that was hurting her too. Lillie hadn't thought right of her. Facing that, over these past few weeks, had been difficult.

But necessary.

So that when Moon returned, when Lillie saw her again, she could greet her as just Moon. Not Moon the impossible trainer, or Moon the incredible power, or Moon who could do anything. Just as Moon. Her friend. That would be nice.

That was what she wanted most.

Lillie left the clothing store with a bag containing the outfit she had been thinking of, purchased and now hers. But not worn yet, not even tried in the fitting room. She didn't yet feel up to that. Not alone.

But maybe, when Moon came back, she'd find the confidence then. To change a little more.

Yes. She was sure she would.

The Eleventh Precept: You are part of this world and its people. Treat all you encounter with dignity and respect.

“Woah!”

In a quiet park of Malie City Hau and Lillie had been sitting together, Hau's Pokemon forming a perimeter so Nebby might enjoy the filtered-through-tree-leaves light of afternoon. It had now been almost the length of a month since Moon had been taken in by the Dragon Tamers, and the repeat of days working to better himself had become ritual for Hau, making sure to spend time with Lillie during them. Both still felt the absence of Moon, especially with Hapu having moved on as well, but both remained determined to remain here until Moon returned all the same. They knew she would.

They knew she'd come back to them.

It was now, in this quiet afternoon, that Hau shot to his feet and pointed, stunned by the one he saw. Lillie, remaining sitting, stared as well. Surprised, but restraining that surprise. The one Hau had pointed at heard clearly his loud exclamation. Turned and made their way over to him.

And sat down before them.

“You really only have one volume, don't you?” Gladion, enforcer of Team Skull, blonde-haired and green-eyed, wearing clothing of black patched over with slashes of red, frowned at Hau, who still remained standing, pointing and somewhat open mouthed. “Sit down already, you're making a scene.”

Hau sat. Looked between Gladion and Lillie and completely skipped over the obvious similarities in features by his sheer surprise at Gladion's appearance. Went for the introduction instead. “Woah,” he said again, “hey, Gladion, I uh. Wow hey I didn't expect to actually see you again! Uh, Lillie, this is Gladion, he's Moon and I's friend.”

Lillie looked at Gladion. Gladion looked back at her and arched an eyebrow. A tiny giggle laced her voice as she spoke. “Hello Gladion.”

He genuinely paused for a moment. Then shook his head with a shrug. “Hello Lillie.”

“Okay!” Hau, thrilled for one friend to meet another, clapped his hands. “What are you doing here, Gladion? I kinda figured you were off doing 'secret Team Skull things' or whatever.” Hau waggled his fingers in the same moment to show his opinion of whatever Gladion did as part of Team Skull. Lillie looked at Gladion very sternly.

“Haven't you been paying attention?” Gladion answered back coolly, avoiding the judging gaze coming from his side. “Team Skull are multiplying in this city, they're looking to set up shop here. Apparently been having trouble with their base in Po Town.” The increasing presence of Team Skull had been noted in Malie City, regular daily reports about it going by, the group continuing to appear on every street corner and in every back alley. Gladion sighed. “They've also been hunting a certain Pokemon. You might've heard of it. It goes by Cosmog.”

Hau turned his head to look clearly at Nebby, who'd scurried behind Lillie when this stranger appeared. Lillie remained blank-faced. “Is that so?”

“They've had me out looking for it,” Gladion continued. “I've been feeding them false info though. Sending them off to everywhere else in Alola.”

“Why?” Hau's blunt question earned a cool stare from the green-eyed boy. Gladion didn't give an answer.

“Anyway, if you happen to find that Pokemon, I'd recommend keeping it out of the way. I don't know how they found out about it, or know what it's capable of, but they're looking and we'd all be happier if they didn't find it.”

Hau frowned. “You say that like you're not part of Team Skull.”

“I'm an outside hire,” Gladion replied simply, “and that's for my own reasons. That's it.” Hau huffed, unsatisfied. Lillie turned to him.

“Hau,” she used a requesting tone, something to ask on her mind, “did you see the ice-cream cart near the entrance of the park?”

Hau turned back to her, thinking for a moment before nodding. “Yep! It is still really hot today, huh? I can go get some if you want- oh wait,” Hau looked back at Gladion, “is he-”

“It will be fine, Hau,” Lillie said it firmly, surprising the boy, “please?” Still surprised, Hau nonetheless stood, nodded to his Pokemon to keep watch, and set off, looking back as he walked to make sure Gladion was staying put all the same. The boy sighed, seeing himself so mistrusted. Smiled slightly.

“It's good he's looking after you,” he turned his attention back to Lillie, “though I would have picked a better bodyguard.”

“He's my friend.” Lillie answered back sternly. “He and Moon both.”

“She's not around?” Gladion turned his head, looking about the park, but made no eye contact with the mysterious Trainer. Lillie shook her head.

“No, Moon has been away for some time.”

“Hmm.” A one noise answer. The two sat in silence for a moment, Hau's Pokemon still gathered about, watching over the intruding boy. “Are you well?”

“I am,” Lillie nodded, thinking on the weeks that had passed. The months as well. “More than I ever was before.” An almost surprised sound came from Gladion, a slightly wide-eyed expression. Then he smiled a little more genuinely.

“Good, that's... good. I... sorry.”

Lillie waited a moment, thinking deeply. Then answered.

“It's alright.”

Silence for a little longer. But Hau would only be away debating what ice-cream flavours to get Gladion for a little longer. Gladion spoke again. “Cosmog, do you know about it?”

“Yes,” Lillie replied, “I've seen legends that make me believe it has something to do with Alola's Legendary Pokemon. With Solgaleo and Lunala.”

“Yeah,” Gladion answered back. “I don't- I don't know why Team Skull wants it. They shouldn’t even know about it. But if Cosmog can call on those Legendary Pokemon they'll-”

“I'll keep it safe.” Lillie used a stronger tone than Gladion had ever heard from her before. He went silent. “I,” she continued, “appreciate what you've done. And what you're doing. But please consider staying. You don't need to stay with Team Skull to help me any more. Please.”

Gladion stood. “If mother is involved with Team Skull I-” he shook his head, “I need to know. I'll come back when I've found out for sure. Stay safe, Lillie.” The boy took off, heading a different way to not meet Hau on his return with ice-cream in hand. Lillie watched him go.

“Stay safe, brother.”

The Twelfth Precept: The call of destiny is to be answered, but neither feared nor lauded. We each have a duty that is part of us, but that duty does not define us.

She walked with unpaused steps, through the streets of Malie City. Noise surrounded her, people in motion, but none paid attention to her. How could they? They couldn't recognise her.

Everywhere there was complaints, and action. Team Skull had struck in force, the week of their build-up exploding in this day. They were everywhere, on every street, doing nothing more than exerting their usual thuggish presence. No-one felt safe though. Complained about this presence in Malie no-one was helping with. Where was the Kahuna? What was going to happen to Malie?

No-one knew.

She walked on. Followed the paths she'd barely learned, moving against the flow of people towards what she did not know. But something was ahead.

There were words of a fight in Malie Garden. The leader of Team Skull, facing off against Professor Kukui. Words of support of the Professor, hoping he would chase off the man, reached her ears. Those around her approved of him. That was good.

She continued, step by step. The world raced around her in high speed but she measured her own and was never pushed nor hurried. Through streets. Past buildings and people. To gates. And beyond.

The grassy paths of Malie Garden she walked. Encounters, combat, surrounded her. But she didn't stop. Didn't pause. Made her way to the Garden's core. There were fights here too. One member of them caught sight of her. And stared.

For no matter how much she changed, Hau would always recognise her.

“...Moon?”

Chapter Text

As if pursuing the notorious leader of Team Skull, heavy clouds had swept in from the north coast of Ula'ula Island, stretching all the way from distant Po Town to Malie City itself. With it came pressure, only further raising the tension of the city as those sensitive to it felt their stress mount – the seeming assault by Team Skull well underway. In essence little was combative across the majority of the city: just the presence of Team Skull everywhere about, refusing to be chased off or cowed by those who might disapprove. But the saturation of their presence was the first step of their takeover, and those refugee from Po Town knew that well. The population wasn't happy with it.

But he had never once cared.

The Malie Garden was where the real action would be. Where those who wanted to keep damage from spilling across the city would take their fights. That place was large enough to play host to some really messy battles and still be repaired, so that was where those too scared of hurting their surroundings would go. And that was where he went too.

After all, he couldn't beat them down without first gathering them up, right?

The most notable of the Trainers in Malie Garden was in battle. A tall man, though not as tall as he, tanned skin, white lab-coat worn over bare chest. Kukui had never once been a fan of the concept of a shirt, but honestly that look was just ridiculous. It was enough to make a man scoff. He scoffed and approached the conflict just as Kukui was finishing putting the beat down on two of his Grunts. Little punks biting more than they could ever chew.

Well, whatever.

“You having fun there, Kukui?”

Oh how their eyes turned upon him. Kukui's wide then narrowed in a stare. The Grunts so excited to see him. The populace, those so pitiful all they could do is stand around and cheer as others fought for them. All looked at him. He laughed and announced himself.

“Greetings, cowering public!” The area around him and Kukui cleared, a far wider circle than what had been before. Even the Grunts were pulling back, though cheering for him all the same. 'Get 'em boss', they were saying, 'crush that guy!'. He smiled. “Yes that's right, the hated boss who beats you down, and beats you down, and never lets up... yeah. Big bad Guzma is here!”

Guzma of Team Skull met Kukui's eyes, their stares level thanks to the slouch the boss of Team Skull almost always held. Messy and rough white hair crowned his head, accented by the large pair of gold-rimmed and black-tinted sunglasses he'd lifted to rest in them. Skin lightly tanned, showing he'd spent long enough in Alola, but not nearly as often under its sun, he wore the same stylings as the rest of Team Skull – black and white – but instead of a black top his was white, a short-sleeved black jacket over it. The insignia of Team Skull could be seen on him four times over, once printed in white upon the back of the jacket he wore, twice again in the purple tattoos marked along each forearm, and once more in the large golden decoration hanging from his neck. Heavily dark ringed eyes and a cocksure grin stayed locked on Kukui.

Kukui wasn't smiling.

“Been a minute, huh?” The boss of Team Skull folded his arms, for a moment straightening up so all could see he was the peak around here. No-one else. “You've been having fun running all around Alola I hear, trying to make that League of yours. Now shaking up this mouldy old region, that's not a bad idea, but did you really have'ta prostrate yourself to the Tapu to do it? Pretty pathetic man, I gotta say.”

“I don't remember asking your opinion.” Kukui took a step to the side, trying to start that thing where two badasses circled one another. Guzma scoffed again and didn't budge. “What are you doing here, Guzma?”

“Whatever I want, remember?” Guzma's loud bark of a response was accompanied by the insistence in his posture that he wasn't moving from where he stood before Kukui, blocking the way back to Malie proper. “'Don't be bound to them. Don't be their slaves.' You taken one too many hits from those Pokemon of yours to remember? Huh?” Kukui's silent stare almost pricked at Guzma's skin. Good, he was mad. He should be. “We never did settle things, did we Kukui?” With a grin Guzma brought out a Pokeball, Kukui full-well aware what was lurking within it. “So this seems pretty overdue. You who turned your back on Alola then decided to crawl snivelling back to them, and me who'll never be beaten or broken! Let's see how things add up this time, huh?”

Kukui raised one of his own Pokeballs, from it emerging the Wolf Pokemon Lycanroc, Midday Form, the man's oldest partner. Guzma hadn't seen her in even longer. He almost felt nostalgic doing so. But forget that. He was the hardest guy in Alola and didn't bow to anyone! Guzma unleashed his own Pokemon. The heavy thud of its feet hitting the soft grass of the Malie Garden echoed in the silence of those watching.

The Hard Scale Pokemon Golisopod stood even taller than Guzma, though much like him had a slouch to its posture. Standing on two legs, silver plating covered its body in heavy armour, massive black spiked claws extended from its main arms, four more smaller arms emerging from its upper carapace as well, the purple antenna wrapping around and extending up from its mouth parting slightly as a series of deep and threatening clicking noises emerged. The Lycanroc, who well remembered her foe, mouthed back at it. The two spoke a series of insults and challenges they'd repeated many times before.

“So this is what it comes down to,” Guzma with a grin squatted down, enjoying the sight of his towering Pokemon menacing over those before it. “Just two rejects from the past putting things to an end. One of us who stuck with their convictions and the other one a coward on every front. I think we both know how this is going to go.”

“Speak for yourself,” Kukui called back, remaining tall on his feet, watching over his Lycanroc and the Golisopod before her. “I found a better way and apologised for my mistakes, you're the one too stubborn to ever admit you were wrong. What I've decided to do I'm going to do, so the Pokemon League of Alola is going to happen, and you're going to get out of this city, yeah!”

Cheers from the crowd still watching erupted at Kukui's declaration, some folks among them already with phones out recording the clash. The boss of Team Skull was rarely seen, and always akin to a disaster when he appeared, leaving destruction in his wake. But this time he was facing Professor Kukui of Alola, known to be a powerful Trainer indeed. And with their relation the way it was...

Kukui and Guzma remained focused on one another. Each gave their orders clearly. It was time to settle this. Golisopod and Lycanroc both raced forward.

The beginning of their fated battle at last.

At speed that only Pokemon of strength and experience such as this Golisopod could react to an arrow raced through the air, the Hard Scale Pokemon pulling short its attack and raising a massive armoured claw, the projectile bouncing harmlessly off of it. Guzma's head whipped in the direction of the attack. So did Kukui's.

This is what they saw.

A young girl stood a few dozen meters behind and to the right of Guzma, a Pokemon looming beside her. The girl was dark of skin, short shaven black hair only barely showing tips once dyed caramel blonde. She wore a tanktop of faded yellow, the colour of the Alola Dragon Tamers Guild, a pendant around her neck ending in a rainbow coloured jewel, recognisable as a Key Stone to any who knew such. Her shoulders were covered by an Ula'ula red cloth shawl that stretched down to her wrists, the shape of a dragon defined in darker red across it, a similarly red skirt worn to her knees, marked by patterns of flowers and leaves, six Pokeballs set around her waist. Sandals of white completed the look, one which was unmistakably her own, yet bore the touch and colours of the island and those she'd learned under. Coolly, she watched the scene before her. As did the one beside her.

The Pokemon any resident of Alola could recognise in a glance.

It stood just slightly taller than she did, a Pokemon of brown feathered wings and cream-coloured down along its body and legs proper, ending just shy of sharp taloned feet. A green leaf-like layer shrouded its head and shoulders, concealing an avian beaked face, bright orange eyes within seeming to glow in the shadow it cast. Its pose was that of an archer having just loosed an arrow, for that was what it had done, one extended wing pulling taut a vine growing from its shroud to act as bowstring, the other drawing an arrow-like quill back upon it before release. Such archery was a known feat of the Arrow Quill Pokemon, the Grass and Ghost-type Decidueye, evolution of Dartrix and final form of the starter Pokemon known as Rowlet.

The voices of the crowd immediately hit fever pitch.

When she'd walked through the streets of Malie City none had recognised her. The majority knew her hair as being long enough to tie back, and people in a hurried panic as so much of this city was didn't have the time or focus to imagine her with anything else. Those few who'd listened to the rumour mills and understood the change in appearance she'd taken on before, hair dyed caramel blonde and tied into two tails, they'd never recognise her as that person again either. And in garb she wore the yellow and red of a Dragon Tamer; a young one perhaps, but people weren't in the mood to dwell deeply at this point. She'd been allowed the freedom to make it to this place.

But from here on her name and appearance would only spread across Alola again.

“...Moon?”

Moments ago locked in battle with another Team Skull Grunt, lending his aid to Kukui in chasing them out of the Malie Garden, Hau's attention was wrenched from it by the appearance of Moon, and the Pokemon beside her. To his luck his opponent was stunned too. Everyone was.

That was a Decidueye. That was a third stage evolution of a Pokemon, and a starter Pokemon at that. The requirement to raise such a thing in less than three months... it was impossible! Well, clearly not true.

Guzma rose up to his full height and stepped forward.

“So you're the kid that's got this whole region in a fuss, huh?” For as confident as his stride was approaching the young girl, Guzma's eyes kept flicking to watch the movements of the Pokemon by her side. He smirked. “Plumeria told me all you had was a big-head and a bunch of Pokemon, seems that ain't the case.” A silent stare was all the answer he got, the girl looking up at him but neither moving nor reacting in any way. Guzma's smile slipped a little. “Well, whatever you've been up to, lemme tell you now, don't go getting ahead of yourself. The name's Guzma, big bad boss of Team Skull and Alola's strongest, don't you forget it! Consider yourself lucky!”

Moon began to move.

Her eyes slid easily from focusing on Guzma to Kukui in the distance, her steps carrying her past the shocked Team Skull Boss, her Decidueye walking in pace with her, its gaze keeping watch over Guzma as its Trainer went. The silence lasted, Moon's approach to Kukui complete so she could look up at him instead. Kukui blinked, and finally realised his mouth had been hanging slightly. He shut it.

Then opened it again.

“Moon, I-”

“Hey now!” The loud and abrasive voice of Guzma echoed over Malie Garden, the fuming man taking steps back towards Moon and Kukui. “You not teaching any of these brats doing their Island Challenges manners, Kukui? They're already not getting any real strength out of it, you could at least teach 'em to be polite!”

Moon turned and looked back at Guzma, her expression still so neutral, eyes still so cool. It was annoying him. He was really annoyed.

“You know kid I was thinking someone who cut loose like I heard ya did would be a good recruit, but first thing's first I think I gotta teach you a thing or two. Getting a little power and letting it go to your head like that, you're just asking to get beat down. So square up, I'm putting you in your place! Watch and learn, Kukui, this is how you teach a brat what strength is!” Stepping up behind Guzma, the Golisopod hunched down, as if preparing for a charging tackle. Kukui put a hand on Moon's shoulder.

“It's okay, Moon, I'll take care of-” Moon pushed his hand off of her.

Guzma's grin widened at the sight. “Don't regret that now! Here's a first-class lesson, kid, a look at destruction in human form! Comin' at ya, it's ya boy Guzma!” And the Golisopod with unnatural speed launched forward.

Kukui's attempt to call for his Lycanroc went blocked as the Decidueye of Moon pushed him aside, taking a stance behind Moon once more. A flash of red before her, a Pokemon emerging from one of the Pokeballs at her waist, and just as the Golisopod's surging strike came within reach it stopped, the glowing barrier that had met it slowly fading from where it had formed. Before Moon a meter tall round Pokemon, bar for four stubby legs holding it up and flat fin-like protrusions from its upper armour, growled deeply, the sound echoing from within its shell. If the appearance of Decidueye, final evolution of Rowlet, hadn't been shocking enough, adding Shelgon, first evolution of Bagon, absolutely was.

Dragons. Didn't. Evolve like that.

This wasn't a case of freakish training ability, it was raw numbers! In the time between catching a Bagon and now, there was no fundamental way for Moon to provide the sort of energy that would evolve such! Videos recorded, short clips already posted online to get the ground wave of hits, were already being replied to with that. This couldn't be the case. It just couldn't!

Kukui, this close to feel the Bonds Moon had, knew that it could.

She felt impossible.

This wasn't the case of a strong Trainer. Kukui knew what a strong Trainer was. He'd battled Gym Leaders across the world. Gone all out with the Kahuna of Alola. Observed a Pokemon League in person in preparation for proposing Alola's own. He knew what a strong Trainer was.

It wasn't like a Totem, or a Tapu, either. Those were both different too, the first wrapped in Z-Aura, the second possessing the pure power that made a Legendary Pokemon what it was. No, the sensation of Moon was something else, unique and hers alone. Even before, when she'd felt strange to Kukui's eyes, he'd still been able to understand her as another Trainer. She'd made sense then and he could tell her Bonds and Pokemon apart.

Now he absolutely could not.

Moon was a sheer font of power, no part of it distinguishable, a mass of force defined within her. Looking at her while focusing on that sense alone, Kukui found it difficult to tell it was even her. Or even a person at all. It... scared him. It really did.

“Who even cares!?” The loud crack of Guzma's words accompanied his Golisopod swinging a powerful claw around, punching through the next barrier of the Shelgon and bowling it over: the dragon's impressive weight unable to withstand the pure force the huge Golisopod could exert. Moon didn't say a thing, her Pokemon hauling itself back onto its legs and turning back to face its opponent, the commands given by her in silent thought alone. She was acting like a master Trainer indulging a child. Guzma, experienced enough in the ways of the world, could tell that too. A nasty snarl curled its way across his mouth.

He gave orders for even greater force to be applied.

Barrier after barrier the Golisopod struck and broke through, the Hard Scale Pokemon throwing the Endurance Pokemon Shelgon about the grassy field of Malie Garden's centre. Guzma laughed, even moreso at the times the Shelgon leaped at the Golisopod to be punched back down, or breathed out flames that barely licked at the shining silver scales of his Pokemon. This little brat really wasn't anything at all. So what if she had some evolved Pokemon? She still didn't have any real power! Guzma ordered another strike and Golisopod swung a claw right through the distorting form of the Endurance Pokemon.

...huh?

Kukui couldn't believe it. The elegance of the switch, the moment the illusion-clad Zoroark, bipedal black furred and red haired fox Pokemon, evolution of Zorua, emerged in disguise as Shelgon from one of the Pokeballs at Moon's waist, was exactly in time with the calling back of Shelgon and the positioning of Golisopod, after another of its attacks, to block the view of the exchange from Guzma's eyes as well as its own. It was an action of almost artistry. What had Pitaya been teaching Moon?

In the moment of confusion the Zoroark sunk a clawed fist into the Golisopod's chest, before the Hard Scale Pokemon smacked it aside with a heavy strike. A direct hit from the Pokemon of Guzma was still too much to handle, and the Illusion Fox Pokemon yelped loudly.

Moon spoke for the first time since she had appeared, calling the Zoroark back to her, another Pokemon already standing at the ready. Fox-like as well, though on all fours, a white body with pink ears, tail, and feet, ribbon-like feelers stretching from its head and neck, each tipped with pink that matched its fur and blue that matched its eyes, the Intertwining Pokemon Sylveon, Fairy-type evolution of Eevee, stepped forward as Zoroark fell back to Moon's side. Decidueye continued to loom behind her.

Those watching remained in silent rapture.

Decidueye. Shelgon. Zoroark. Sylveon. Four evolved Pokemon and not one of insignificant strength. This should not be possible. Forget evolving such, even if she'd been gifted them there was no way any child should be able to shoulder this weight! Moon's appearance during the Grand Trial of Melemele Island, the Pokemon with her then, they were all still beginners in so many ways. This... this was a fully fledged team. Trainers at the end of their journeys would be thrilled to have such! For a child, in less than three months to...

Guzma gritted his teeth, all the words around him being about Moon Moon Moon. Not a single care that the boss of Team Skull was here to wreck house. So what? So what! Let this freak brat have all the Pokemon in the world she still wasn't keeping up with him and he was gonna show that right now! “Golisopod!” He didn't even need to say it, the will communicated clearly between them, but he did anyway, “Crush 'em!”

Wavy air tinged with pink light took shape around the battlefield, emerging from the Sylveon and spreading out to surround it. Thrice Moon had seen such an ability – the first in battle with Tapu Koko in Verdant Cavern, the second watching Tapu Lele dispatch the Team Skull Admin Plumeria, and the third from the Totem of Hokulani Observatory. That had been enough. She appreciated it. And had taught Sylveon to do the same. To infuse the air with power that would aid it.

Having a means to stand up to dragons had quickly become needed when her training with them had begun.

In every respect the Golisopod of Guzma was stronger than any of Moon's Pokemon could possibly be. For over a decade and a half it had been with Guzma, there from the beginning as once a Wimpod, and even if Guzma rarely threw himself against powerful Trainers these days, the experiences they'd had were still more than enough to put this Pokemon beyond Moon's.

But Guzma knew that full well and so believed all he need throw against Moon was power. Much in the same way she had been before.

She understood now who it was Plumeria had said she resembled.

“Beat 'em down!”

Moon didn't allow that.

Sylveon was fast, as Eevee had been fast, and the twisting air of the misty terrain it had formed made it difficult to track. For every swing of the Golisopod's massive arms, already the Intertwining Pokemon had well and truly dodged away. Sparks of light bursting through the mist, power exuded by the Pokemon to attack from afar, continued to rain down upon the hard armour of the Golisopod, who with unaffected gait strode towards the target lurking nearby. It didn't seem to have taken much damage at all from the beginning of this battle to now. Truly, the difference between them was too extreme.

But Moon didn't show that at all.

She was calm. Focused. Silent. Kukui looked down at her and not a bead of sweat, not the slightest hint of a frown, lay upon her face. She was simply watching. Clearly directing by thought alone. Her attitude, it was that of the very best possible of Trainers. She was facing someone massively beyond her and not cowed in the least. It was amazing.

Seriously, what had Pitaya done to her?

Somewhere along the way, Guzma realised he was being outplayed.

“Get rid of that mist!” That order alone was enough, Golisopod raising a massive claw before slamming it into the ground, water bursting from between its scales, a surge of liquid in all directions washing out, drenching Kukui who was still standing nearby, Moon sheltered by the wing of her Decidueye wrapping around her. But the attack had cleared the mist, and without it to hide within Sylveon proved unable to dodge the next strike. Golisopod lifted it into the air before slamming it into the ground. Moon called the Pokemon back.

“Th-that's right, kid!” In truth Guzma was rattled, though he'd never admit it. This kid and her tactics, she was proving annoying. It wasn't like he was going to lose, but he wasn't crushing her right now either. What was her deal, acting like she was some sort of master? And that prissy better-than-you attitude she had by always being so 'calm' and 'focused', screw that! It didn't matter what Pokemon she had! Or how many tactics she tried! Or how much she felt like that... Guzma shook his head. “Doesn't matter what Pokemon you send out, I'll still crush 'em!”

Moon acknowledged that challenge and added her fifth to the mix.

The evolution of Feebas had once been considered a difficult thing to achieve. The requirement was dependant upon the Fish Pokemon's mental state, but unlike every other such evolution, which depended on the relationship between Pokemon and Trainer, this evolution relied solely upon the Pokemon's consideration of itself. In that instance, a Feebas must consider itself truly beautiful to trigger the state necessary for evolution, for transformation into the beautiful and serpentine Tender Pokemon Milotic.

From that time of discovery, new information had revealed a second method, a trade-based evolution requiring the use of a rare item known as a Prism Scale. The science of that, whether it was a reaction to the item and the trading environment itself, or rather a belief that with the item it was beautiful enough to be desired by another, was yet to be fully understood – evolution a mysterious thing indeed. But that method, at least with the aid of the Dragon Tamers of Alola, had allowed Moon to do such.

To now unleash the cream-scaled serpent – a antenna and long fin-like brows of deep pink extending from its face, similar pink mixing with blue in a scale-like pattern along its tail ending in a fanned spread. A Pokemon well known for capturing the hearts of those witness to it, the entire field remained silent as the Tender Pokemon approached the Golisopod, all shocked by the fifth member of Moon's team. It really didn't make sense. Nothing about it made sense.

Kukui shook himself free of the stunned moment and rummaged in a pocket, before tapping Moon on the shoulder for her attention. This should be hers now.

Guzma, boss of Team Skull, lacked any aspect that could possibly be calmed by the sight of the Pokemon opposing him. His frustration only mounted in witnessing it, his commands to his Golisopod laced with further distaste. Milotic was not an easy Pokemon to hit however, and its surging movements as it danced about the field, leading the Golisopod to the water before diving in, using this home territory for even greater manoeuvrability, only spiked Guzma's ire further. Was this brat trying to play with him? Just testing out what those fancy Pokemon of hers could do? Forget that! Screw that noise! He was Guzma, hated boss of Team Skull! And he wasn't going easy on anybody ever! “Get in the water!”

Golisopod dived in.

The precise nature of the battle, held in churning waters neither Moon nor Guzma could see into, went missed. It lasted a few moments in total, whatever intensity had taken place left as mystery when the water broke, the Hard Scale Pokemon first to emerge, dragging the Tender Pokemon behind it. Moon raised a Net Ball, the one she had used to first catch a Feebas in Brooklet Hill, and called it back. Four Pokemon bested.

Decidueye stepped forward.

The riveted crowd, aware that this had to be Moon's strongest Pokemon, remained silent, recording devices focused on the battle. Guzma, beginning to relax now as the battle was clearly nearing its end, smirked. Yeah, this kid had tried to be everything but what had she done, really? Nothing. No kid could stand up to him, even the freakiest of them. He prepared a command. Time to put this battle to an end.

Moon raised her arms, green Z-Crystal set within her Z-Ring not what any would expect.

Z-Aura flared around her.

Something was wrong.

It was like the clouds overhead had opened, but instead of raining water it was pressure, stifling force pushing down upon the world below. Those watching raised hands to their foreheads, those most in-tune with Pokemon and able to sense Bonds feeling the spike of pain just behind the bridge of their nose, the intensity in the air so much, way too much. Some grew light-headed. Looked away. They were the lucky ones.

Those staring at Moon could not move their eyes, could not look away from what they saw. They didn't see Moon, not wrapped in the Z-Aura surrounding her. Instead they saw something they could not truly parse, the edges of the power she had called up tearing at reality around her. Had any to witness the Ultra Wormhole before been here, they would have seen that Moon herself much resembled one in this moment. This concentration of Z-Power, dense enough to resemble its original form, did not belong. And what the brain could not comprehend it feared.

Those witness, feared.

Kukui had given her the Decidium-Z, Z-Crystal tied to the Arrow Quill Pokemon alone. Though green of colour, it was actually aligned with the Pokemon type of Ghost, the Z-Pose required to activate it one Moon had not yet learned. Kukui hadn't told her what it was. But she'd done it by pure instinct alone all the same, raising her outstretched arms in a haunting motion from waist height to head. In the end, looking back on this moment, that didn't surprise him.

Everything else about it was far too much as it was.

Power flowed, from Moon through the Bond between her and her Pokemon, the Pokemon that had been by her side since the beginning of this journey. Now Decidueye was the ominous presence, glowing bright, deep orange eyes shining from within the mass of Z-Aura surrounding it. With slow movements it drew back another arrow, aimed clearly at the Golisopod before it. Guzma too struggled to react.

The arrow fired. Then was two arrows. Then ten. Then twenty.

Z-Aura poured into each arrow exploded on contact with the Golisopod's armoured shell, raised arms to block these incoming strikes helping, but not nearly enough. Twenty bursts of power transferred from the infinite well that was Moon to her Pokemon then fired upon its foe. A devastating show of force indeed. The sensation in the air faded. Those watching breathed again, sweat beading upon their faces, gasping and shaking their heads, massaging their eyes, looking away from the one known as Moon. That had been way, way too scary.

What... was she?

Guzma stared, still. His Golisopod, still standing, lowered its arms, smoke rising from twenty points across its body. Then turned back to its Trainer. Raced towards him and disappeared back into the Pokeball he carried in a flash of red.

It had had enough.

Silence. No-one knew what to make of this, of the terrifying sight they'd all been witness to. Had... the Pokemon of Guzma retreated? Well he had plenty more, right? Yeah, he'd only been pushed back a little. So he really was that strong...

Slowly, Guzma rose to his feet. Stood there for a moment, the pace of his breathing rapidly building. Kukui stepped forward, and raised a hand before Moon, knowing what would come next. It always did.

“ARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!”

The roaring voice of Guzma shook the entirety of Malie Garden, the man holding his hands to the sides of his head, fingers digging into his skin. He screamed, bending forward, more and more pressure. When his fingers slipped red could be seen beneath them. “Guzma!” The yell of his name was pained, the man's eyes unfocused, locked on a vision of his past, “What is wrong with you?”

Kukui wished he could look away, wished that his raised arm was doing anything to stop Moon from seeing the sight of the Team Skull Boss screaming at his pain of failure. “Can you not even stand up to some... some brat? Who are you? WHO ARE YOU?” It was for the best, Kukui considered, having seen this sight before, that this battle was here in the Malie Garden, soft grass the only thing underfoot. A nearby tree, or wall, would be dented by the forehead of Guzma were it available. But he wouldn't move until he'd regained himself a measure. Slowly the yelling faded, cracks in his now hoarse voice finding their way into his speech.

He stormed across the field towards Kukui and Moon.

“You brat!” Just hearing Guzma's voice prompted others to wince in involuntary sympathy, sure of the pain his raw throat must be in. “Your name's Moon, right?” Moon, still standing behind Kukui, stared up at Guzma. But nodded. Guzma changed his point at her to be a thumbs down. “Just you wait, the next time, I'll crush you with everything I've got! Don't forget it!”

“Back down, Guzma,” Kukui stepped forward to the Team Skull Boss, the two now standing face-to-face, menace in his tone. “Do you really want to fight after your front-runner's taken that sort of damage? It won't end well.” The barest sound of a snarl came from Guzma's curled lips before he stopped trying to make the noise. Turned on his foot and began to walk away.

“We're outta here!” With that loudness he was capable of, despite the pain in his throat, Guzma gave his order. “Forget Malie. Get going!”

The rest of Team Skull fell in line behind him.

And silence fell after.

“Moon!”

The loud voice of Hau broke the moment of shock left in the wake of the Team Skull Boss's exit, the young boy racing over to Moon and Kukui now. Moon turned, emotionless gaze settling upon him, before a wide smile crossed her face and she called out his name in return. Hau's smile mirrored her own.

“Hey!” As soon as he was close enough Hau stretched out his arms, skipping the usual high-five of greeting to lift Moon bodily up in a hug, her laughing at him before he set her down. “What the heck, Moon, I turn my back and you turn into some kind of Pokemon Master overnight?” Hau grinned through the scolding of his friend as she failed to put anything but mirth into rebuking him for lifting her, the two laughing and smiling so honestly Kukui felt the anxiety and stress he'd been silently carrying since Pitaya took charge of Moon fade away. She was okay. He breathed out.

It was okay now.

In a rush of steel wings the Armour Bird Pokemon Skarmory, all metal and avian features, swept in from the sky, the woman riding on its back dismounting in an elegant and practised leap. Kahili raised her head, spotting Kukui first, “Kukui, I've dealt with-” then stopped, eyes locked on the ones beside him. Of Hau, delightedly and animatedly talking to another child. And of Moon, she was sure that was Moon. Except...

Kukui rested a hand on her shoulder, drawing her attention back to him. “We'll talk after.” Kahili nodded.

“Oh!” With a loud cry Hau clapped an open palm against his forehead, “We've gotta go find Lillie and tell her you're back! She was staying in the Pokemon Center near here while Team Skull were out and about!” To that Moon immediately nodded, completely focused on that one idea alone. They absolutely had to go find Lillie. She and Hau turned to set off, before Moon caught herself and looked back at Kukui. He smiled at her.

“Off you go, Moon, I know Lillie's going to be very excited to see you too, and the three of you need to catch up. Kahili and I will be along after we finish making sure everything's calmed down here.” Moon nodded, turned back to Hau, and the two set off. Kukui and Kahili watched them go.

Saw what happened next.

A crowd still filled Malie Garden, those who'd been prepared to witness the showdown of Professor Kukui and Team Skull Boss Guzma. Instead they'd seen the return of Moon, the results of her month-long training under the Dragon Tamer Guildmaster Pitaya. Kukui would need to call her later too, to find out just what Moon had been through in that time. And also if Pitaya understood what had happened to her to be the way that she was now. The way people reacted to.

In the past Moon had always been approached. Those curious, fascinated by her unique nature, felt they had to talk to her, had to know what she was about. That was how it had been.

This crowd split before Moon and let her through, staying silent in her presence, not moving towards her in any way. The aura around them felt... fearful. Like they were afraid of her. Kukui listened to the hiss of breath intaken by Kahili as she realised just what this was. Yeah, he felt the same.

This wasn't right either.

Hau watched it happen as he and Moon walked the streets of Malie City back to the Pokemon Center that Lillie was at. Those tracking the events of Malie, watching media feeds scroll by, had already seen the videos. Whispers, and pointing, at him and Moon as they walked. But no-one approached them, or came near. It felt weird. Moon... he could still tell it was her. Sure she'd changed a little, but she still felt like Moon to him. People treating her like she was some sort of scary monster was... he didn't like it.

But when he turned to her and saw her walking with measured pace, catching his gaze and giving him a gentle smile, he didn't mention it. He was just happy to see her again.

So too was Lillie.

“Moon!”

One who'd always tried to keep from announcing Moon's name too loudly in public spaces, this time Lillie gave no concern to that, calling out to Moon as she raced across the Pokemon Center to the entrance the two had just come through. Lillie had been watching the same videos online, seen the same as everyone else, but her experience with Moon and inexperience with Trainer's Bonds helped her see not the monster in light but the girl that was her friend. She pulled up short of running into them both, a smile on her face that Moon responded to with one even wider. It was good to see Lillie again. Lillie held back a flushed expression. “Th-the same to you.”

From there the three stayed inseparable. Lillie watched over Hau and Moon healing their Pokemon, Hau's five and Moon's six, Moon immediately rounding on Hau and demanding to know who his fifth Pokemon was. Don't think she hadn't seen the Espeon he'd been fighting Team Skull with either! He'd done so well!

“Well,” using the Luxury Ball Hau let Pancham out to introduce her to Moon, the Playful Pokemon cautious about new figures but quick to let Moon stroke her fur as long as Hau held onto her while Moon did so. “She was kind of a spur-of-the-moment decision. I don't regret it though! She's great! Very cuddly.” Lillie, who had also become quickly accepted by the partner of Hau, joined Moon in pampering her. A happy rumble came from the Pokemon clutching onto Hau's chest.

“Miss, your Pokemon are fully healed.”

Turning back to thank the nurse, Moon collected the six Pokemon, she, Hau, and Lillie moving to sit down at a table, still watched over by the contents of the Pokemon Center, but still avoided at the same time. For as much as the videos circulating painted Moon in a fearful light, it was those experienced enough with Pokemon to sense Bonds who moved to hold others back. Don't get too close to that girl. There's something wrong with her. That was what they said.

If their words reached Moon's ears she didn't once react to them.

“Seriously,” Hau intertwined his hands behind his head, leaning back against them in his chair, “I can't believe you managed to evolve all those Pokemon, Moon! You must've been working crazy hard with the Dragon Tamers!”

Moon nodded, shifting her shoulders to lift the cloth shawl worn over them, turning it around to hold out the red banner marked with a dragon of even darker hue. Hau stared at it with wide eyes. “So cool.” Moon and Lillie both giggled at his reaction.

Lillie looked over Moon. Her bared arms, no scratches or cuts. Her face, a happy smile. Her hair, so short now it bristled, only the barest hints of the caramel blonde colour left. She'd half raised a hand to touch Moon's hair before stopping herself, shaking her head visibly enough for Moon to catch the motion and turn to her. Was she alright? Lillie nodded, caught out by Moon spotting her stare. Apologised. Moon's smile slipped just slightly at the unneeded expression. Told Lillie it was alright.

Lillie... “I'm sorry for before.” Both Moon and Hau now looked at Lillie, Hau slowly realising where this was going. He leaned back from the table, aware that if Lillie was doing this now he'd have to after. He needed to ready himself for that. “I... didn't think of you properly. Got caught up by your Bonds and your Z-Moves, your progress, and failed to treat you as you. I'm sorry.”

Moon didn't understand. Lillie had always been there for her. And the way Moon had been before- Lillie shook her head. “If I'd treated you fairly that wouldn't have happened to you. That is why I needed to say this. And to promise it won't happen again.” She looked at Moon with green eyes, a beautiful colour Moon had been caught by time and time again. “I'll be there for you from now on.”

“Me too!” Hau nodded and agreed, Lillie looking at him with a smile, Moon with concern that these two were so determined to apologise to her for her own poor attitude before. “Moon, I know we had a lot of fun, racing the way we did, but also I didn't even think about how you were feeling even when I was getting stressed out. I thought you could do anything and that only made you feel more like you had to, right?” Moon paused on that. She'd spent a lot of time facing what had brought her to that point before. She didn't move to answer. Hau understood. “But this time, we'll go together. Not a race and no competition, just... friends seeing Alola. That's the way the Island Challenge should be. I'm sorry I didn't get that before.”

Then she was apologising too. Apologising for not thinking properly of those around her, dragged along by her pace. Apologising for insisting people keep up even when pushing forward was unpleasant for her. Apologising for not looking for the signs they needed to stop, and not accepting them when she was told. Hau and Lillie each placed a hand on one of her own. Moon gave them a smile.

She'd really told Pitaya off when they'd met before, hadn't she?

“You kinda did,” Hau laughed, “she's meant to be like, one of the strongest Trainers in Alola, and you just told her to get lost. It's kinda wild.” Moon laughed back and shook her head. The Guildmaster had kindly not brought up Moon's initial rudeness at all during their training. Apologised herself, once, at the beginning of it for not properly understanding how to approach the young girl before. And that had been that.

“How was it?” Lillie had to ask this, still stunned by the revelation of Moon's evolved Pokemon, having read enough to know that the rate at which Pokemon grew should not have allowed this at all. Moon nodded and confirmed. It had been exhausting. For Moon who never seemed to tire when battling, that was more than enough for Lillie and Hau to know their friend had given everything she could countless times over in the month to pass.

Maybe it really did make sense what she'd achieved.

“Alright happy to report Malie City is clear, yeah!” The announcement of Professor Kukui as he entered the Pokemon Center, followed after by Kahili Hano, drew cheers from those who'd sought refuge and healing during the seeming invasion of Team Skull. Both Trainers had cleared a sizable number of Team Skull Grunts, as well as each facing down one of its upper echelon, though Kukui hadn't been the one to chase their boss away. That said, a fight between Kukui and Guzma would've had more than enough fallout to severely damage the Malie Garden, whereas Moon simply injuring the man's pride to the point he had to retreat resulted in so much less power being expressed. She'd kind of saved the day.

But no-one around felt the confidence to approach her and say that.

“Hey there you three,” Kukui now approached Moon, Hau, and Lillie at their table, a grin on his face at the sight of the trio together once more. “Happy to be back together again?” All three immediately nodded and agreed to that, Kukui delighted at the genuine expression Moon showed. She still felt strange, otherworldly to his sense, but without looking at her through that lens she was still just a happy eleven year old girl. That was good enough. Kahili followed after.

“I saw a recording.” The video Kukui had immediately pulled up on his phone, easily enough searched as they presently flooded the local news, had stunned Kahili. A Decidueye. A Shelgon. A Zoroark, Sylveon, and Milotic. That sort of team, people would take that to Pokemon Leagues and do well enough for themselves. And Moon was still only just beginning.

She really would make it to the top of the world.

“I hope the past month was not painful for you.”

Moon shook her head. The Dragon Tamers had taken a seeming delight in helping Moon, offering her walls to crash against and struggle with, Pitaya every day showing Moon the ways a calm heart made her and those with her stronger. They acted like one big raucous family, and had insisted on throwing a party the night before when Moon had announced she'd return to Malie. Kahili and Kukui both glanced at each other. For having a mountain temple and the stylings of a monastic order, the Dragon Tamers Guild clearly didn't have any problem with their own extravagance.

Such were dragons like, they supposed.

“Well then,” looking around, Kukui continued to gauge the cautious stares of those close by, caught between curiosity and fear at the sensation and being that was Moon. He didn't like that still. Shook his head each time he made eye contact with someone staring. “What's next?”

“Oh!” Lillie, considering that, remembered something. “Moon!” Turning to Lillie, Moon couldn't help the smile at the sheer expression of excitement on the girl's face. Lillie clearly had something special to tell her. “Would you be willing to come with me to the Malie Library? There's a book that I'd like you to see.”

Oh? Moon nodded, caught now in curiosity. Lillie stood up. Hau groaned and did the same.

“Books are so boring though,” he grinned at the dagger stare Lillie shot him, “and we've gotta be so quiet in libraries, that's no fun!”

“Books,” Lillie said with intense stress upon her words, “are very fun.” Hau stuck his tongue out at her. She huffed. Moon laughed and both looked at her and couldn't help but smile. Kukui and Kahili watching over them did the same.

He'd still have to call and find out what Pitaya had experienced in Moon's training, but Kukui would thank her too. Whatever she'd done, she'd averted a disaster that was partially of his own making. He owed her. Again.

She kept pulling him out of the fire whenever he went wrong.

“Alright, let's head to the library then. Hau, I'm sure we can find something that even you're into.” Kukui ushered the children to head out, Kahili making mention she was going to do a further sweep over Malie. Just to be sure. Kukui thanked her for that. The police force within Ula'ula were capable, but Trainers of note such as Kahili and Kukui could still make all the difference. Kukui went first, the three children following behind, and the group made their way to the Malie Library.

Kukui didn't miss a single one of the stares, whispers, or concerned movements to avoid the path of Moon going around. She'd somehow in one display converted all the fascination with her into fear. He didn't like that at all.

Even if she didn't show any of it.

Moon happily talked. Discussed evolving her Eevee into a Sylveon so she could really start fighting back against the Dragon Tamers testing her, Hau bringing out Espeon so Moon could greet the lilac-furred Sun Pokemon properly in their newly evolved form. The confident Pokemon, a trait maintained from its previous form, happily purred under Moon's touch. Moon grinned. So good.

Her sixth Pokemon was still Larvesta, she confirmed when Hau asked. Pitaya, as a number of people had before, had told Moon that Pokemon required far more power and experience than most to reach evolution. But Moon desired to do so and thus she kept the Torch Pokemon with her. Hau remarked she'd probably reach that stage before the end of the year. Moon replied that if she wanted to take part in the Pokemon League she'd need to.

Because she still fully intended to get there.

That was a point of silent consideration. Though Hau's own rate of growth was one of the fastest in the known world, he was still unsure about achieving such. He'd try, he promised Moon right then and there he'd give it his best, but he also didn't want to promise something impossible again and put painful demands on them both. Moon agreed with that. They'd just both do their best. That was all they had to, no more. Lillie felt relief knowing they'd changed to better measure their pace and health.

Kukui just thought about how completely beyond comprehension these two could and would continue to be.

The Malie Library's lower floor was rather occupied, a number of figures in coats and jackets gathered about a large collection of books. Kukui looked with interest, wondering what this could be. The head figure of the group, wearing instead of heavy travelling gear a Wishiwashi-print aquamarine shirt and faded white cargo shorts, turned, caught sight of them, and approached with a smile and a wave. Oh, that was...

“Why, hello there! Alola alola to you all!”

Moon stared, struggling with the, besides deeply tanned skin and much longer grey hair, near identical duplicate of the world famous Kanto Professor Oak. The man grinned at her expression.

“My name is Samson, Samson Oak! You might have heard of my cousin, Samuel? People say we're two peas in a pod, but personally I think I'm the more handsome,” he raised a hand to whisper the last part, a conspiratorial wink and glint to his expression. Moon slowly nodded. Samson looked over to Kukui. “Good to see you again, Kukui, the last time I caught up with you was in Heahea City, just after these young Trial-goers had taken their leave for Akala's north! Seems they're doing well!”

“They are,” Kukui nodded, still in curiosity at the large gathering around. “What are you up to, Professor, if I may ask?”

“Oh please, call me Samson, we're both Professors here,” the dark-skinned man smiled wide. “My associates and I are just preparing for a research expedition into the mountains and hills south of Malie, to study the regional variant Pokemon that live in the area. We intend to set up camp and spend a number of days observing the life these Pokemon live. It's all very exciting.”

Kukui nodded, then turned to Moon, Hau, and Lillie. “Professor Oak,” he used the full respectful name of the esteemed man, “has been in Alola for a half year now, studying regional variants across the islands. I'd say no-one knows more about them and how they differ from those of other regions than him.”

“You flatter me,” Samson smiled despite saying so, moving away from the entrance to the Malie Library so Kukui and co could follow after. A librarian kept watch over the group of researchers, but didn't bother interrupting their discussions as they planned investigations, aware they were sticking to one place within the library and keeping their voices as best they could. Samson spoke as he walked. “But I cannot say that for sure: those born and raised in Alola most definitely have a grasp on understanding its Pokemon more than any visitor could – even those who dedicate their life to study. I'm sure,” looking at the three children following after, Samson noted Hau, grandson of Kahuna Hala, “that young Hau here could tell me something about an Alolan Pokemon I had never known before.”

“Huh? Uhhh...” caught off-guard, Hau looked around in a panic, unable to quickly come up with something to say. The Professor laughed.

“Don't mind me, I'm not asking you to.” He considered the other two as well. Lillie had been with Kukui when Samson had met him last, though excused herself to join Kahili when Samson and Kukui had gone into deep talks. Moon... this was his first time meeting her. Though Samson had his own Pokemon, they were not of great power or used to grand battles, and so his sense for Bonds was not particularly strong. Still, even he could tell that there was something about Moon that was incredible. He'd been looking forward to meeting her for some time now. So this was she.

“But I will say,” a bolt of inspiration hitting him, Samson smiled at the three young ones, “the eyes of the world's youth often see things and truths we older folk never can. This research expedition, our camp in the southern hills to study Pokemon, would you three like to accompany us? I am sure we would most benefit from your own insight, and you would have the chance to experience the work of Pokemon Researchers first hand!”

Kukui looked at Samson very strongly. Their meeting in Heahea City, it had been arranged by Kanto's Samuel Oak, a request that came in shortly after the revelation of Moon to the world. Samson had couched his questioning in discussing Alola, its variants and his study, but eventually segued into wishing to know more about Moon. Samuel Oak had been one of the key hands in the latest and greatest investigations of Trainer's Bonds – of course he'd want to know about Moon. Reaching out to Kukui through his cousin, it was a roundabout method for the currently Kanto-bound Professor. Kukui had spent that evening enjoying imagining the reaction of the man discovering this young girl who was to have been a Kanto Trainer before moving to Alola had an ability that could change everything the world knew about Bonds. Point: Professor Kukui.

It wasn't a bad offer. Samson was a talented researcher, and field-work was a fantastic experience. Moon, Lillie, and Hau would all gain much from it, and it would help their appreciation for Alola and Pokemon to grow. Kukui wasn't against it. Not really.

But he still wanted to pressure Samson a little first.

“We'll talk,” answering for the trio, Kukui nodded to them, “they had something they came here to do.” Taking that as permission to go, Lillie led Moon to the staircase leading upwards, Hau following behind. Samson called after them.

“We're planning on leaving tomorrow morning, so I hope to hear back from you soon!”

On the second floor of the library, Lillie pointed Moon and Hau to a table, before disappearing to a shelf she knew full well, returning with the book she wished to show. The Light of Alola, donated to the library by Captain Acerola, transferred from her father's collection to somewhere far safer. So she'd said, though Lillie hadn't fully understood what the Captain meant. Not until Kahili had properly explained it to her later that day when she'd made mention of it.

“Here,” placing it on the table, opening to the passage she'd found, Lillie proceeded to read it aloud. Moon remained transfixed as she did so.

“From distant heavens descended light, its gift given through sun and moon. From peak to valley, shore to shore, all Alola embraced its boon. Behind it followed emissaries, beacons of light standing proud. Against these powers our guardians did fight, and to these powers our guardians bowed.

In recognition of noble drive, these beasts bestowed upon our lines, a child to raise under guardian care; to Alola a fragile heir. In thanks to life our ancient kings did sing, from a pair of flutes pure tones did ring. Such is praised those who gave us tomorrow, moon and sun, Lunala and Solgaleo.”

The passage was an ancient prayer, a giving of thanks to those who'd bestowed great light across Alola, and also a record of what they'd done. Descended in light. Bested the Tapu, yet been impressed by them enough to leave something with them. A tiny life to be raised with care. A life bound to the Legendary Pokemon that made Alola what it was. Lillie looked to Moon and saw the path of her gaze, to the bag Lillie had placed on the table that moved, just ever slowly. Moon saw Lillie's look and focused on her. Lillie nodded.

“I...” it was hard to even say, but ever since reading it she had been sure. “I believe that might be Nebby.” Moon nodded. She'd seen Tapu Lele caring for Nebby at the Ruins of Life too. That had to mean something. Lillie nodded back. “Yes,” she agreed, “and so I intend to travel to the Ruins of Abundance, beyond Haina Desert to the south, to see if I can learn more. Captain Acerola agreed to help us find our way there, and Hapu said she would meet us too.”

The expression of surprise on Moon's face made Lillie realise she and Hau hadn't spoken at all about their own experiences over the past month. Lillie closed the book. “We'll tell you all about it.”

The remainder of the afternoon until evening was spent with Moon, Lillie, and Hau in conversation about the past month, those they had met, and the experiences they had had. Moon was shocked to hear Gladion had approached them, before focusing upon his warning that Team Skull sought Cosmog. She promised, just as Hau had, that she'd do everything to help Lillie keep Nebby safe. Lillie appreciated that.

Beyond that, each found books to enjoy with their company. Hau dug up an old comic series about an ancient war-torn region. Lillie reread more of the Light of Alola. Moon found another book Acerola had donated and read it too. It was interesting.

Kukui, who'd finished discussing with Samson on the floor below, ascended and asked the three if they would like to go on the research expedition the Professor had planned. Each confirmed the others were interested before agreeing, the three intent on remaining together. Kukui liked that. “You'll be heading out early tomorrow, so get a good night's rest, okay?” All three nodded again.

Kukui's phone rang.

Only half of the conversation heard, Moon's ears pricked and she stared up at Kukui, who'd stopped pacing halfway through the call and remained with his eyes locked on her. When he finished speaking, lowered the phone, she asked him what it was. He walked towards her.

“That was Molayne, sending a message from Captain Sophocles.” Hau and Lillie looked up at Kukui now. Kukui remained focused on Moon. “He wants me to bring you up to Hokulani Observatory. It's time for your Trial.”

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Transport to the top of Mount Hokulani was done through the bus service known as the Exeggutor Express, the trip from base to peak taking a full three-quarters of an hour to complete. Kukui had made the offer to fly Moon there – which would have shortened their travel time significantly and only helped Moon if she still intended on going with Samson Oak and his associates on their research expedition tomorrow – but Moon had requested to take the bus. Not out of rejection of flying, she'd reassured him when he'd first accepted her request, but instead for the time she'd have on the trip itself. She needed it, she'd said.

She did.

To the base of the mountain they did fly, Moon showing no concern in the act. Over the past month she'd flown to the Poke Pelago on the back of her Ride Charizard – retrieved from the same storage system as all Ride Pokemon now, the Ride Pager given to her at the Aether Paradise the mass produced model – many times, and pushed down any ill feelings flying gave her in doing so. Part of the training with the Dragon Tamers had been in maintaining calm in stressful situations, and Moon had grasped that well enough to do so here.

So no, the reason she denied Kukui's offer to fly her to the peak of Mount Hokulani, where the Hokulani Observatory, site of the fifth Trial of Alola's Island Challenge awaited, was not due to any concerns over the act. It was simply to claim the time on the bus, enclosed and better able to focus on nothing, so as to slip away from needing to pay any attention to what was around her. So she could prepare herself for her Trial.

Kukui watched as Moon boarded the bus, sat herself down near its middle, and closed her eyes.

From there she was non-responsive: quiet, almost unaware. Simply focusing on her own inner thoughts. Kukui let her be and walked to the back of the bus, sitting down and withdrawing his phone. From the time Molayne had relayed Captain Sophocles's request to Moon through Kukui to now, he hadn't really had a moment to rest. Honestly, not since the day began, the discussion with Samson Oak that afternoon spanning topic after topic as the esteemed Professor spoke. So only now did Kukui have a moment's free time.

He immediately spent it calling Pitaya to find out just what the Dragon Tamer Guildmaster had been up to in the month to pass.

“Hi Pitaya, this is Kukui.”

“Hello Kukui.”

The response was as neutral as could be, something that reminded Kukui clearly of Moon facing down Guzma that day. But also of Pitaya herself – from the day Kukui had met her, sheepishly showing up at the Dragon Tamers' temple to request help with his newly evolved Hakamo-o, the Pokemon's demands more than he'd ever expected. Help had ended up being allowing a Dragon Tamer to take the Scaly Pokemon on, Kukui regretful for their parting but knowing he couldn't support her properly any further himself. It was lucky, he considered in retrospect, that the moment had come when it did.

A year or so forward and barely anyone in Alola would have wanted anything to do with him.

“Thank you. For what you did for Moon. I mean it.”

“That is the nature of Alola,” Pitaya's even voice continued smoothly, “we share our burdens and struggles to overcome them. I only regret that I did not realise Moon's own condition sooner than I did.” That felt like a stealth rock thrown in Kukui's way, given he didn't realise at all until it was pointed out to him. He ignored it. Looked out the window of the bus, the dark sky of the late evening, night stretching across Alola, greeting him in return. Distant Malie glittered like a jewel of a million lights. He turned his eyes away from it, back to the inside of the bus. It was a late service, second to last of the night, and only he and Moon were aboard – plenty departing when the bus pulled up at the base of Mount Hokulani, few moving to join it. He wondered just what Captain Sophocles had in store.

“I need to know, what did you experience when caring for her? What did she? She's so different now. Not just in attitude, the way she feels, do... do you know why?”

“The growth of her Pokemon,” Pitaya replied, “was achieved through a feat no other could replicate. As I'm sure you understand, Z-Moves transfer great power from Trainer to Pokemon, often straining at Bonds not well forged. That was the core of Moon's progress. The number of Z-Moves she has now performed... is likely greater than most Alolan Trainers will do in their lifetimes.”

Silence set heavily as the bus rumbled up the slopes of Mount Hokulani, Kukui attempting to parse just what Pitaya had said. By performing as many Z-Moves as her Pokemon could possibly take, Moon had forcibly strengthened the Bonds between them, allowing those Pokemon to draw from her at a rate most would require a decade or more with their partners to achieve. This training, it hadn't been based on increasing the power of Moon's Pokemon. It had been on increasing the power of her Bonds with them, and naturally strengthening her partner Pokemon through that instead. Pitaya was right. That was something only Moon, who could perform Z-Moves seemingly without limit, could do. No wonder.

“I...” it was a lot to process. Pitaya's voice came in as Kukui paused.

“I know.” More silence before the Dragon Tamer continued. “Rest assured, however, that despite the commonplace of Z-Moves in her daily life here, I ensured Moon still maintained a deep respect for them. They are still one of the core symbols of this land, and her Pokemon still felt heavy their weight. Moon understands that her detachment from their effects does not diminish their importance or the respect they should be treated with. She will not use them foolishly and without due consideration.”

“Right,” Kukui nodded, even though no-one could see him do so, Moon silently focused on her own inner thoughts, Kukui's voice kept low enough not to echo too far. “Thank you. She's... young for a Dragon Tamer, but you really taught her just like the rest, didn't you?”

“She is not a Dragon Tamer,” Pitaya said that quickly, words that surprised Kukui in response. “She is family to us, as she is family to all of Alola, but Moon does not dwell under our banner. I offered her our assistance, not our title. To become a Dragon Tamer is a choice that one must make themselves. And as you said, she is young. It is not yet time for her to decide that.”

Kukui stayed silent after. He didn't really know a lot about the Dragon Tamers' culture or methods. There wasn't anything he could say. So he moved to the next topic instead.

“She doesn't feel like any Trainer I've ever seen before.”

“Nor I,” came the response. “It was a slow build, the growth of her Bonds to the degree that they could no longer be told apart. But then one day I looked and realised I could no longer see them alone. Only as one great mass.”

Kukui considered that. “I didn't even think that was possible, for someone to appear like – oh hang on the bus is just passing the temple now, can you see me?”

“I am not at a window.”

“Oh.”

The Exeggutor Express began its next steep climb at the end of the road the Dragon Tamers temple was set upon. Kukui breathed out a sigh.

“Just...” picking up where he left off, Kukui tried to verbalise it. “Every time we think we understand her she's different again when we turn our backs. She'll be amazing – she is amazing – but she's so young still. I worry-”

“That is why we are there for her.” The tone in Pitaya's voice was one of a teacher lecturing a student, Kukui having heard similar from Hala before. The two were alike. “And why we will continue to support her.”

Kukui nodded again. “Yeah.” The bus continued on.

As if pursuing the notorious leader of Team Skull, the heavy clouds that had settled over Malie City that day left as he did, the afternoon one of clear skies, the night one filled with bright stars overhead. At the peak of Mount Hokulani, where an observatory existed due to this perfect location for gazing into the heavens, the Exeggutor Express came to a stop and two disembarked. Island Challenger Moon, and Pokemon Professor Kukui. The temple of the Dragon Tamers was not nearly as high up as this point, but Moon had still adapted better to heights over the month that passed. She wasn't struck down by vertigo this time.

She and Kukui looked south, out from the mountain, over the distance to one stretching even taller beyond, its peak capped by dense and unyielding frost. Kukui pointed.

“That's Mount Lanakila,” he said it with clear respect, Moon feeling it in his tone, “the tallest mountain in Alola.” It was imposing. But beautiful. Moon acknowledged the sight. “It's a sacred spot, treasured by the Tapu, said to be the peak where Alola's Legendary Pokemon first descended, where the emissaries of the sun and moon arrived in this land.”

Solgaleo and Lunala. Moon had just read about them earlier. Kukui nodded.

“That's where the Pokemon League will be held. The Tapu were doubtful at first, and the Kahuna really needed to stand up for me making my case, but in the end they decided they liked the idea of this tournament. And wanted it there so it would be under their watch.” There was something to that, the thought of appeasing the Tapu. Moon, who'd witnessed their more violent natures twice over now, frowned slightly. Kukui was too busy focusing on the cold peak of Lanakila to notice.

“It's what I believe in the most,” he spoke with conviction, “that Alola needs a Champion, someone who can stand on the world stage the same as everyone else. So we'll point the Island Challenge to this League, and have the Final Trials and Elite Four be the same thing. Then we'll have a League. Then we'll have our Champion. Then we can announce ourselves to the world and say 'here we are, yeah!'. That's... my dream. That's what I want to do.”

Moon nodded, staring out at the great mountain of Alola too. To battle upon its peak... she...

“Moon,” Kukui turned to her, she turning to him as well, looking up at the tall man. Kukui bowed his head. “I'm sorry.”

Another apology. Moon shook her head. Kukui didn't see it and wouldn't acknowledge it if he did.

“When this all began, when you and Hau started your Island Challenges, I thought to myself 'yeah, this is perfect'. A young Trainer who came from another region, and the grandchild of a Kahuna, travelling together, facing their Trials – I was sure when the two of you passed your Island Challenge and made it to the League you'd represent the new age. I was so taken with the idea that you'd motivate each other and get there in time. To the first open League of Alola.”

Moon paused. Kukui smiled.

“That's how it is, after all. The first timeslot we were given by the League World Association was at the start of Spring. Then the next in three years. We didn't have the time to finish preparing for a full League in a year. And waiting even longer would only lose interest. So we made plans for the Exhibition League, featuring nominated Trainers, and then we'd do an open League after. It was that open League at first that I was hoping you and Hau would make it to. You'd be there as the symbol of our opening to a new age. It was perfect.”

Kukui turned his weak grin on Moon.

“Then you and Hau took off like you did. I was so sure you'd motivate each other and make it to the League in three years. I never even considered you'd try for the League in one.” A rueful smile. The Professor shook his head. “Then when you did what you did, and kept going and going and going, I just... accepted it. Thought 'It's just as perfect if the two of you make it to this League, it will be amazing' and didn't think any more. About how you or Hau were feeling. Or how much you were pushing yourselves to do what you did.”

Moon looked down now. Kukui didn't miss the broken eye contact.

“That's why I'm sorry. I was so focused on my own big plans and my own big dreams that I didn't even bother worrying about the pace you were going at. Just assumed it was fine. It's hard to describe how wrong of me that was. Pitaya gave me a real earful for it.”

A small smile on Moon's face. Kukui knew she understood just what sort of dressing down he'd gotten. Settling down on one knee, Kukui looked at Moon eye to eye. Moon looked back.

“Please forgive me?”

With a slow nod joining the motion, Moon reached out a hand and lightly touched the Professor's arm. Kukui breathed out relief, tension and worry leaving him in the same moment. He was thankful. Truly, from the bottom of his heart, he was.

The number of second chances he'd been given in this lifetime should never be made light of.

“Whatever comes next,” continuing, Kukui made sure to show Moon his earnestness in saying it, “I want you to know that I, and all of Alola, will support you. We'll be there to help you. And keep an eye out for the chance to do so. So Moon, tell me, what is it you wish to do? Because I want to help you do it.”

She wanted to see the League. Moon's response widened Kukui's eyes for a moment, but his smile for far longer. She nodded at his expression. Pitaya had told her how strong the Trainers there would be. She'd seen that strength. Even the Captains who would be nowhere near the strongest to join were still so far beyond her. But she wanted to make it all the same. To stand on that stage. That... was her dream.

Kukui reached out a hand and ruffled her once-more dark hair. “Then that's what we'll help you do. Me and Kahili, my wife Burnet, all the Captains and all the Kahuna, all of Alola. Let's all work together and see you on that stage next year, yeah?”

The most sincere and excited smile from Moon Kukui had seen since she'd been greeted by Hau earlier that day. He smiled back and stood up.

That was that.

“Kukui!”

More energetic than Moon had ever heard his voice before, Molayne approached the two, coming from the direction of the Hokulani Observatory, the building's windows lit with bright light. Kukui waved back, calling out Molayne's name with similar excitement, the two greeting each other with a high-five of their own that transitioned into a strong handshake. Moon found herself remembering all her greetings with Hau in witnessing these two together. She smiled at that too.

“You're looking well,” Molayne's address of her caught Moon out from observing him and Kukui interacting, a moment's pause before Moon ducked her head and gave her own apology. Molayne leaned back, surprised, before nodding – an action Kukui saw but Moon could not with her head bowed. He bent down. “Thank you.” And held out a hand to Moon. “It takes a strong heart to apologise – never feel lesser for doing so.”

“Ha!” With a laugh Kukui gave Molayne's shoulder a playful shove, almost unbalancing the man bending down to address Moon. “Still a Captain at heart I see!”

“And still a showboat yourself,” Molayne laughed back, standing back up to shove his friend in return. “I thought your escapades in the ring would be enough to help you keep calm without the mask on.”

“Ixnay on the-” Kukui attempted to begin, before Moon with a grin added that even a hundred rounds at the Battle Royal probably wouldn't tire the Professor out. Kukui slumped his shoulders, looking a little defeated, as Molayne stretched out a hand so Moon could high-five it herself. The former Captain smiled widely.

“Soffy's just finishing up preparation for the Trial – he's really excited about it. It's something that's never been seen before, and honestly? Sounds amazing. I'm sure you will enjoy it.” Moon nodded in response to Molayne's words, already so curious about what it could be. But Molayne wasn't telling that, no no no. “It's only been a little while since he became Captain,” Molayne continued. “I ended up nominating him to be one, as the current Kahuna wasn't... well there were circumstances.” Moon nodded without really understanding what that meant. Molayne kept talking. “He's brilliant with computers and Pokemon, but not too confident with a lot else. He's always doing his best to make the best possible Trials though, and I'm sure I made the right choice nominating him. Trust in him, he truly wants to be the best possible Captain he can be.”

Moon nodded again. Molayne fished in a pocket and held up a silver-grey Z-Crystal. Moon's eyes locked on to it.

“This is a Steelium-Z – I'm a Steel-type specialist, so my Trial used to focus on that back when I was a Captain. When you've finished your Trial, Captain Sophocles will give you an Electrium-Z and teach you its Z-Pose – I'll do the same for this Steelium. Two for one, that's hard to beat, right?” Moon nodded once more, still focused on the crystal, even as Molayne tucked it back into his jacket. “Well, do your best with your Trial. Kukui and I will remain here.”

“I'm here! I'm here!”

The loud cry of Captain Sophocles, emerging from the Hokulani Observatory, drew Moon's eyes but they focused past him in an instant, locking onto the gigantic and glowing Totem Pokemon hovering behind him. From her bag was quick to emerge Rotom-dex, quick too to describe the Pokemon it saw. Moon memorised the name immediately.

“Vikavolt, zzt, Stag Beetle Pokemon! A Bug and Electric-type Pokemon, it is known to generate extremely powerful electricity which it uses for hunting prey, zzt!”

“Okay okay!” Sophocles came to a stop before the group, Kukui whistling at the gigantic Totem Pokemon with the Captain. That was seriously a biggun! “Hi Moon, thanks for coming up here tonight!”

Catching herself, Moon immediately moved to apologise to Sophocles, who she'd been rude to before as well. The Captain waved it off. “It's time for a very special Trial tonight, are you ready?” The nod he got in response brought a smile to Sophocles's face. He gestured to the Totem, who lowered down from where it was flying for the small Captain to climb onto its back. He gestured to Moon to follow after. “Okay, hop on! We need to go somewhere special for this!”

Moon, who'd never really had an interaction with a Totem beyond battle before, warily approached the giant bug, but it made no motion to reject her as she clambered on behind Sophocles. With ease the Totem Vikavolt rose back into the air.

“Okay, Big Mo!” Waving to Molayne, Sophocles pointed in a direction, “We're off!” And the Totem, with two young ones aboard, Moon waving back to the adults as well, zoomed off into the night sky. Off to the site of Moon's fifth Trial, Kukui watching them go with a smile. Moon was no doubt in for an experience like no other. Good.

She deserved it.

Molayne placed a hand upon his shoulder.

“I saw the videos,” the friend of Kukui moved the topic to something they could only discuss alone. “Guzma's not the type to forget that. I worry.”

“I know,” Kukui shook his head, smile fading away. “But he isn't allowed south of Lanakila either. And Moon won't have a reason to go up near Po Town on her Island Challenge. Kahili will be watching over her too. It's not the best but... it's the best we can do.”

“Hm.” The former Captain pulled off his hexagonal shaped glasses, rubbing the lenses with a hand tucked into his shirt. “It still feels bad. What happened.”

“That's not your fault,” Kukui was quick to interrupt his friend's concern. “The Kahuna were right, you were the only one of us suited to being a Captain. He and I... were both too rash and stupid. Still are, a lot of the time.”

“You're getting better,” Molayne said with such deadpan delivery Kukui baulked before laughing, giving a light punch to the shoulder of his so-called friend who'd just struck him with such a killer blow. Molayne grinned at him, rubbing his arm because seriously even a light punch from Kukui hurt. Man had some serious strength! “If you need to, ask me. The two of us can go try and stop this.”

“Yeah,” Kukui looked away, “as much as I don't want to, maybe we'll have to.” Molayne sighed and looked in the same direction, Mount Lanakila in the distance. Kukui shook his head. “I really was just hoping he'd burn out on this.” A noise of agreement from Molayne. The two stared in silence for a time.

“She felt strange before but...” when Molayne spoke again, it was addressing the mystery of Moon as she now was, “now she just... I can barely tell it's a person when focusing on her Bonds.”

“I know!” Kukui agreed emphatically. “Pitaya said Moon used more Z-Moves than most people would in their lives to help strengthen her Bonds, but even then just six can look like that? I feel like we should have seen that before from someone!”

Molayne paused. Right. He turned back away from Kukui, looking out over the mountain ranges south of Hokulani. Breathed in. Then out with a sigh. And committed.

“Hey Kukui, have you heard of the Poke Pelago?”

“There's a special Pokemon,” Captain Sophocles of Hokulani Observatory spoke as the Totem Vikavolt carried him and Moon along the mountain range that spanned Ula'ula, heading for a smaller peak to the north, “that only appears in a few places in the world. It's called Minior, the Meteor Pokemon. Have you heard of it?”

Moon had, the Pokemon one of the signatures of Alola. It was a Pokemon that could be one of seven different rainbow colours, that fell from space to Alola below. Was she going to see one?

“More than one,” Sophocles chuckled, “the place we're going, Starfall Hill, is the best place in Alola to see Minior fall. You'll see a whole rainbow of them.” Moon grinned, nodding excitedly, seated behind the Captain. Seeing rare and incredible Pokemon across Alola, she hadn't thought of that nearly enough before. She was looking forward to it.

Sophocles kept a quieter expression as he guided the Vikavolt down to the landing point below.

In comparison to the peak of Mount Hokulani, Starfall Hill was covered in thick grass, a large tree growing near to its top. As Moon dismounted from the Vikavolt she moved to the tree, running a hand along its thick bark. Sophocles called her attention and pointed.

“Look.”

High above in the sky dots of white were glowing brightly, their descent from the stratosphere gaining speed with each passing moment. Sophocles had ensured a long enough warning was given so Moon would make it in time for this moment, but she'd still managed to arrive only just before the beginning. What a protagonist, he smiled to himself. Watched the Minior fall.

From this position they could watch over the landing zone of the Minior, their heavy rock-encased forms slamming down into the ground, the semi-annual barrage wearing down the mountain range they rained upon. For a moment after the first shower all was silent, Moon staring, then looking at Sophocles for explanation. He shook his head with a small smile and stepped forward.

“Minior absorb particles in the stratosphere, their colours changing depending on their food. At the same time a thick rock shell forms around them, which eventually gets so heavy they can't stay up any longer. All those that just fell had heavy rock shells around them.”

Moon nodded, Rotom-dex in her bag sulking as she asked Sophocles and not it for further information. Sophocles continued.

“When they land, their shells soon break, and the bright cores you know emerge. See? Look!” Following the point of Captain Sophocles, Moon turned back to the place the Minior had fallen. Shining lights of red, blue and green, yellow, orange, indigo and violet, were now rising up, their encasements broken away. Except... “But Moon,” she turned to Sophocles as he shook his head, “for most Minior that's the end.”

Moon's immediate halt, the draining of eagerness and interest from her body language to be replaced by stiffness and a cool stare, stuck with Sophocles. He'd reacted entirely differently when he'd first been taught. It took all sorts. “Minior can't survive outside the stratosphere without their shells. Those caught in Pokeballs are able to reform with healing, but the wild ones turn back into space dust, rising back into the atmosphere. That's their life-cycle here.”

Moon shook her head now. Pulled a Pokeball from her bag and turned to face the mass of rising Meteor Pokemon. Already some before her were disappearing in a rain of colour floating upwards. The sight struck her silent. Sophocles reached up a hand to place on her shoulder.

“I was really young when I learned about them – I cried a whole bunch when I found out.” He gave Moon a soft smile. “Seeing it still makes me sad, even if it's beautiful too.” Moon stayed silent, staring at the shimmering rainbow of space dust, the second rain of Minior from above now piercing through it. Sad and beautiful. Sophocles withdrew his hand. “There's two things I took you here to teach you about.” She glanced at him when he continued, though was clearly occupied by the sight of the falling and ascending Minior before her. Sophocles continued. “It's about how Totem Pokemon occur.”

Now she looked at him properly, eyes slightly widened. This was a topic she'd never heard before. Perhaps considered, but never actively. Sophocles grinned, happy to play teacher.

“Totem Pokemon are charged with Z-Aura, which manifests in specific places across Alola and is absorbed by powerful Pokemon there. That's why Totem Pokemon exist at Trial Sites – because that's where the Z-Aura appeared. But do you know how it appears?” She didn't. Shook her head. Sophocles explained. “It comes from the Ultra Wormhole.” Moon really stopped this time. Went stock still again, way deep in thought. Sophocles, unaware Moon had personally seen such before, was impressed she clearly knew enough about it to react so clearly.

“I didn't think you'd studied it!” He was so pleased to know Moon was another scholar of the world! “The Ultra Wormhole radiates Z-Aura. Whenever it manifests across Alola, it spills out a whole mass of that Aura, and then a nearby Pokemon grows into a Totem Pokemon. That's how it works!” Moon slowly nodded. Remembered how the Ultra Beast at the Aether Paradise, UB-01, had aura that resembled a Totem too. Now it made sense. It was the same...

“The Ultra Wormhole appearances recently,” Sophocles was building up to the point now, “haven't been doing that, haven't been depositing Z-Aura. We don't know why. But we did see the effect of the last one that did. Late last year, an Ultra Wormhole opened in the stratosphere high above Alola! And can you guess what happened?”

Moon paused, eyes widening. Turned and looked back at the rainbow sea of dust before her. How long did Minior remain in the sky before falling?

“Roughly half a year!” Sophocles piped back, thrilled Moon understood. She looked up. A far larger white star was falling. “Last time I saw you, I asked you to come back in a month,” the Captain grinned wide, “because there'd be a special Trial just for you. A Totem unlike any other.” The white star was getting bigger and bigger. “Just like any other Minior, once out of its shell it won't last long. Longer, definitely, but not forever. In that time, you have to weaken it enough so that I can catch it, and add it as a Totem Pokemon of Alola! Are you ready, Moon?”

Moon nodded and in that moment a giant rock from the heavens crashed into the land before them, the wave of force resulting washing out across its surroundings, the red dragon shawl Moon wore whipped back by the wind. She held tight to it though, and stepped forward, as the bright glow of the gigantic fallen Minior, its rock body larger than she was, failed to disperse. The ground split and dust fell from the Pokemon as it rose up. As a crack ran along its body and with a rapid spinning motion it shattered the shell binding it into dust that was just as quickly whipped into a tornado of particulate around it. Still the glow did not fade.

The glow of the Totem Minior.

It was hard to tell the colour of its rounded yet star-shaped core, Moon opening a Net Ball to bring her Milotic to the field. Indeed, by the pulse of the Z-Aura around it, the Totem Minior appeared to be changing colours, cycling between all known variations of Minior. The rainbow dust filling the air, creating an aurora over Starfall Hill, was caught in the movement of the Totem too. As if the entirety of all that had fallen stood against Moon.

She closed her eyes, once, then opened them with focused gaze. Let the fifth Trial begin.

The jet of water bursting from Milotic's mouth went quickly dodged, the Minior, despite its size – larger than Moon was – moving with speed that was frankly incredible. Sophocles, watching from behind Moon, Vikavolt standing guard over him, noted the Meteor Pokemon must have intentionally shattered its shell, absorbing the remnants for a boost in speed and power. It had been difficult to know how powerful this Totem would be. Maybe it was the new apex of Alola.

He silently watched Moon's fight.

Milotic was a skilled evader, its surging snake-like movements allowing it to move in ways unexpected, but the Minior's speed eclipsed it, the floating core of rainbow colour too difficult to hit with the streams of water the Tender Pokemon unleashed. Aware of that, Moon changed strategy, having the Pokemon whip up a spinning dust tornado of its own, cloaking itself with water within. The cloak of water bound the rainbow particulate, becoming a shining coat of mud across the Pokemon, Milotic somehow just as beautiful as it had been while clean. The Minior, aware of this aggressor, zoomed towards it at incredible speed to strike it down.

Just as Moon expected.

Another coiling movement from Milotic, this time dispersing the dirt covering it, sloughed off the rainbow mud from its dazzling scales to strike the Totem Minior head on as it raced towards the Tender Pokemon. The charging attack connected, but by falling back with it Milotic proved able to minimise the impact as best it could. Even still, Moon knew the attack had hit with great power. This Totem was strong.

But she wouldn't give in.

The Minior spun itself, attempting to loose the spattering of mud covering its body. That moment, where it was focused solely on itself, was more than enough for Moon to raise her arms, blue Waterium-Z set within her Z-Ring. Sophocles watched the Z-Aura shining around Moon, eclipsing sight of the Totem itself, the shape moving within it difficult to parse or look away from. Only when the light faded, a powerful surge of water having washed over the Totem, did Sophocles blink and shake his head. The sight of Moon's Z-Moves really were like that, then. Captivating, in a terrifying way.

He mentally prepared himself to have to see however many more before the night was over.

The strike of the Totem and the exhaustion of a Z-Move was a risky thing for any Pokemon, Milotic now slow to move. But Moon had gambled on the dust in the air, and through the power of the Z-Move Hydro Vortex, succeeded in coating the Totem in so dense a layer of mud she had the time to direct her Pokemon to heal. A Pokemon able to restore its vitality – to a point, at least, another Z-Move certainly not on the cards for many hours still – Milotic recovered as the Totem spun faster and faster, bright Z-Aura breaking through its muddy layer and shining outward. The Meteor Pokemon shot up into the sky, spinning faster still. Moon looked up to it.

Saw more white stars falling from above.

Milotic moved to dodge the shower, impact after impact raining down upon the side of Starfall Hill, but while focused on that failed to track the sudden burst of speed unleashed by the Totem itself, still hovering overhead. Moon saw it, and Moon's reaction to it reached Milotic fast enough for the Pokemon to realise, but not fast enough for it to react. As the Totem slammed into with incredible force Milotic cried out loudly before its head hit the soft dirt of the mountainside, the land pulverised by Minior rain over the years. Moon extended the hand carrying the Net Ball and called Milotic back to her, another Pokemon emerging in the next moment.

Sylveon, joining the battle.

The Intertwining Pokemon was not one of great speed, but did possess nimble movements, and weaved its way around the charging tackles of the Totem. Whether this Minior had other abilities than a charge backed by its incredible speed and strength, it had not yet chosen to unleash such – to Moon's advantage. The longer it held off using more of its power, the easier this would be. She focused on keeping Sylveon dodging right up until the point a smaller Minior, one with a red glowing core, charged right into her Pokemon and bowled it over.

“Oh!” Sophocles, watching, hadn't expected this. The Totem alone he was sure was a significant Trial, but the other Minior moving for its sake – he should have realised. All Totems had the ability to command similar Pokemon around them: a further rain of Minior would only increase the number of its allies. And though they'd fade fast, the danger to Moon's Pokemon was...

Moon gave keen commands, Sylveon dodging the storm of smaller Pokemon, Minior of different colours, while the rainbow glowing Totem overhead spun faster and faster still. It was drawing more rainbow dust, released by the fading of smaller Minior around, into itself, sustaining and recovering from damage – Moon realised. Until all the Minior had finished falling this Totem would not tire, and the damage she did would be quickly healed. The Z-Move her Milotic had struck with, its effects were already being lost.

Moon pointed and voiced a command.

Sylveon leaped, all four legs landing on a floating Minior mid-charge, the ribbon-like feelers emerging from the Intertwining Pokemon's head and neck wrapping around it. A bright glow as Sylveon drained energy from the Minior suffused it, the green core of the Meteor Pokemon shattering into dust. Dust that lifelessly settled, lacking the energy to be taken into the Totem itself.

The action that had just taken place, fought over the fading lives of these Pokemon, suddenly hit Moon and she felt ill. Sophocles began to fret. He'd miscalculated what was going to happen completely. The mental effects of this sort of fight, Moon couldn't possibly be expected to shoulder such- with a powerful surge of light the Totem shot a beam formed from the mass of its own body directly down upon Moon's Sylveon. The incredible force of the blow, Sylveon weakened by Moon's fading resolve in this battle amid dispersing Pokemon, struck down the Fairy-type heavily. One beam of light and that was it. Moon raised a Pokeball and called Sylveon back. She didn't feel okay with this. Not with needing to disperse the energy given by the lives of these smaller Minior to prevent the Totem from recovering its own vitality. She knew, on some level, that nature could be vicious like this, but the feeling of it was too much for her. She turned her head to Sophocles and shook it.

This wasn't what she wanted to do.

Sophocles nodded back. She didn't have to go through with this. He had his Pokemon and the Totem, he'd take charge of this – the capture for his sake as a Captain – and give Moon a better Trial. This just wasn't fair upon her.

He stepped forward and prepared to call out an end.

A high-pitched shrill cry split the night sky, a small purple form racing through the cloud of rainbow dust filling the air to stop before Moon, a stream of loud noises emerging from its rapidly moving mouth as it gestured continuously at the one before it. At the light that would keep it safe.

Moon stared, the Ultra Beast UB-06 Adhesive floating before her. A small creature, purple with pink highlights across its chest, face, and beneath the three poison-dispersing needles emerging as horns from its head. She'd seen it before, outside of the Ruins of Life. It had gone to her, wanted to stay by her, offered to fight for her. She didn't understand that. But seeing it here, floating as it was, she was sure that was still its wish.

So she raised her hand and offered it to the Beast. It stretched out its own and placed it upon her. Together at last. Its mouth shifted into a smile. Moon smiled back.

A new bond forged.

Sophocles stared. He'd seen that Pokemon, registered in the UB Catalogue. Someone had encountered it in Alola, provided a lot of information – more recorded on it than any of the other UB entries. That was an Ultra Beast. With Moon. And he could tell clearly a Trainer's Bond had just been forged.

Ah. She had seven with her right now then. A memory of a previous conversation floated into the forefront of his mind.

Lana posted a message in ~Captain's Chat: Official “Moon's Big Siblings” Hangout Spot~

Lana: so I know where Moon's been going
Kiawe: Did you find her earlier? She's been here at the Wela Lodge since finishing her Trial
Lana: yeah it was a few hours ago
Lana: but listen, have any of you heard about the “Poke Pelago”?
Mallow: Nope
Acerola: not me!
Kiawe: Nor I
Lana: so there's a small patch of islands to the north-east of Akala, not too big, mostly empty space
Lana: or it was
Mallow: :?
Lana: someone's set up there, said his name was Mohn – Ilima do you know him?
Ilima: I do not. Should I?
Lana: well he was the one who gave Moon the Aether Pager
Ilima: Oh, huh. I'll ask Jace. Why did he do it?
Lana: as thanks for her helping him develop the islands
Mallow: What's that even mean?
Lana: I counted maybe thirty Pokemon staying on the main island with Mohn
Ilima: Wait
Lana: they've been working with him developing the place
Ilima: Wait
Mallow: ?
Lana: and they're all Moon's
Ilima: WAIT
Sophocles: You don't mean...
Lana: he did something with a storage system terminal, so Moon could let all her Pokemon out at once
Mallow: wait...
Lana: and I saw Moon there
Ilima: you can't be serious
Lana: surrounded by them
Mallow: Lana!
Ilima: ...
Acerola: O_O
Lana: and she had a Bond to every last one of them
Ilima: ...
Mallow: oh
Sophocles: hey that's...
Acerola: really really?
Lana: really really
Kiawe: She can bond with more than six at a time
Ilima: why didn't we see this coming?
Lana: I don't know
Mina: well thats something
Mallow: Mina!
Acerola: full house :D
Mina: so what did you do
Lana: she needs the Pelago
Lana: so I promised her we wouldn't tell anyone
Sophocles: Anyone?
Ilima: ohhhhhh
Lana: actually Soffy
Lana: you need to tell Molayne about the storage system intrusion
Lana: just so he doesn't find it himself and shut it off
Lana: we want Moon to keep it
Sophocles: but not about Moon?
Lana: think about what would happen if this got out
Ilima: ...
Mallow: ...
Kiawe: ...
Lana: yeah
Acerola: ...
Acerola: dang it!
Sophocles: Big Mo's super cool though! He won't tell!
Lana: I promised her we wouldn't tell anyone else
Mina: we shouldnt break a promise
Ilima: So only we know. Only we know that Moon can form Bonds without any limits at all.
Lana: yeah
Mallow: ...
Mallow: We should probably step up the next Trial :o

Seven Bonds before Sophocles's eyes. But so many more stretching from Moon to the distant Poke Pelago. The impossible sensation that she was, it was the sensation of so many healthy Bonds, more than five times what any other Trainer throughout the world and likely history as well could maintain. It was no wonder she appeared so impossible to those with the ability to sense her Bonds.

She was unlike anyone else there had ever been.

The purple Ultra Beast, UB-06 Adhesive, now shared a Bond and the will of its Trainer. This sky of rainbow essence, the largest rainbow glowing core prepared to counter any attack thrown against it, its Trainer wished to rise above this. Didn't want to fight over the essence, the last wave of Minior already having risen up and decayed. The air was thick with life energy, and in due time another wave would fall.

So before it she had to win.

Z-Aura surged around the Ultra Beast, transformed by passage through the Ultra Wormhole, able to express such by absorbing life and light around it. This rainbow dust, the small Pokemon relished in flying through it, glowing brighter and brighter. It would take it for its own. In a matter of moments the air began to thin of the particulate the Totem used to heal. Moon stared.

The Ultra Beast was preventing the remains of the other Minior from gathering. The Totem wouldn't have them again. If that was true...

A crack formed across the Totem and a gush of rainbow dust emerged, before being sealed over by the Z-Aura it held. It too had a lifespan. Sophocles, watching, gripped the white Timer Ball he had prepared tightly. Could Moon do it?

Moon unleashed her next choice.

Shelgon, from the moment its heavy form hit the ground, breathed up flames, igniting the remnants of dust and washing over the Totem, who spun rapidly to disperse the fire before performing another charging tackle upon the Dragon below it. But the Endurance Pokemon was not monikered as such without reason, and a barrier that took the attack was quick to manifest, the Totem bounced back. Good, Moon focused on that defense, she'd wear the Totem down. Without the loose rainbow dust, drained of energy by the Ultra Beast that had sided with her, the Totem couldn't maintain itself. So she'd block its attacks and let it weaken, before striking hard. An obvious strategy, but one that would work. Should the Totem maintain its current ineffectual strategy.

It didn't.

Floating backwards, the Totem now glowed, drifting overhead out of easy reach of the Shelgon. It was hard to tell exactly what it was doing, but each time the glow it unleashed dimmed, it was a little brighter all the same. It was charging up. Empowering itself. Moon understood that at least. So she had to stop that.

The Ultra Beast responded to her will.

A drenching blast of toxic purple liquid emerged from the needles atop UB-06's head, bathing the floating Totem, surprised by the attack as it focused on the Shelgon below. Moon was unsure as to the rights of this battle, with two Pokemon acting on her behalf at one time, but when she glanced at Sophocles he raised a thumb to indicate she should continue. Well then...

More draconic flames emerged from the Shelgon, the attack well able to travel further than its previous form Bagon could project. Another rain of white stars was falling, and so Moon had to prepare for that as well. Her new partner, Adhesive, hassled the Totem at such high speeds even the Meteor Pokemon couldn't catch up, pushing it down only for Shelgon's attacks to lick at it from below. Yes, Adhesive was moving with a speed Moon was stunned by, even though she'd seen it so many times before. It was ridiculous.

And it was on her side.

The falling Minior arrived. Putting up more barriers, Shelgon weathered a direct hit, Adhesive having raced out of the impact zone while it went on. The Totem Minior chased after, but pulled short, unwilling to leave the location of the allies that would refresh it. It held back. Moon was already on the attack, Shelgon breathing more draconic energy, washing over the entire area, baking the shells of the fallen Minior shut. Let it be harder for them to break free for a little while at least. The Totem didn't like that one bit.

Another of the powerful beams of light it generated from its rainbow-coloured body punched through Shelgon's shield and hit the Endurance Pokemon directly – the power behind the Totem so great it was able to knock the Dragon out in a single attack. Moon called Shelgon back, watching as Adhesive raced back into the area to hassle the Totem, who was waiting for the other Minior to arise once more. The next Pokemon Moon chose was Decidueye. This was a risky moment, for the ally Minior were still about, the current wave still surrounding her Pokemon. But the Totem was panicking, evident by the third beam of light it shot, the fresh Decidueye dodging through the shadows it cast to avoid. The battle was beginning to take on its final stage.

Moon placed her Grassium-Z into her Z-Ring and focused on commands. She was going to bring this to a close.

A series of cracking rock noises as the fallen Minior finally freed themselves, the cores having long enough before fading away to attack. Decidueye dodged amongst the charging bodies of pastel colour, evading from shadow to shadow as its abilities allowed it. The Totem Minior charged another beam, only for Adhesive to fly into its face and unload another spray of poison. A wave of Decidueye's wings unleashed a storm of leaves that pushed the ally Minior away, the momentarily blinded Totem charging downwards at the sound of a target below. Decidueye stepped to the side, the huge Minior crashing into the ground beside it. Then placed a taloned foot upon the glowing rainbow body of the Meteor Pokemon.

Moon raised her arms, Z-Aura flaring around her once more.

Even from far away the bright light of the Grass Z-Move Bloom Doom could be seen atop Starfall Hill, Kukui and Molayne watching from the peak of Mount Hokulani both transfixed by the glowing dome of energy, like a sun hanging on the side of the mountain below. Then it faded, and no glow was left in its place.

Not in Moon, or Decidueye, their Z-Move complete. Not in Adhesive, whose Aura faded quickly without a source to sustain it.

And not in the Totem, lying still beneath Decidueye's feet.

Sophocles raced in and threw the Timer Ball towards it.

In silence Moon and Sophocles watched, Decidueye and Adhesive standing by. The Timer Ball shook once, shook twice, shook thrice.

Then dinged with the sound of a successful capture. The fifth Trial complete.

“You did it!” Sophocles's loud cheer brought from Moon a great and relieved smile, Decidueye landing behind her and wrapping wings around Moon, Adhesive floating down before her and making an inquiring noise. By their Bond Moon understood, and reached out to the Pokemon and took hold of it, bringing it to her chest and holding on tight. It grabbed hold of her shirt and nestled further into her. She smiled at it too. Sophocles approached her.

“That was... a lot more than I thought it would be, and honestly if I'd known I don't think I would've brought you here. Are you... okay? With everything that happened?” Moon looked behind her. Another rain of the Minior from above. More shells cracking and more floating round stars of red and blue and green, yellow and orange, indigo and violet. Floating stars that hovered, then broke apart, their dust mixing together into a rainbow aurora before her. She turned back to Sophocles.

She was ready to go back.

“Okay,” Sophocles nodded, calling for the Totem Vikavolt to land before them. Moon returned Decidueye to her Pokeball, keeping hold of Adhesive for now. Settled on the back of the Totem behind the Captain, so that they could all return to Mount Hokulani's peak.

Kukui and Molayne awaited them there.

“You did it,” Molayne congratulated Moon first, Kukui silent at the sight of the purple Pokemon she had clutched to her chest. That was UB-06, he was sure of that. That was an Ultra Beast. Moon had an Ultra Beast with her.

Okay.

“Okay!” Holding out a hand, Sophocles presented a yellow crystal to Moon, who reached out to it with a smile. Molayne stepped forward and held out a silver-grey crystal as well, so that Moon might take the Steelium-Z in addition to the Electrium-Z. Both Captain and former Captain stepped back.

“This is the Z-Pose for the Electric Z-Move Gigavolt Havoc!” Sophocles performed a quick Z-Pose, ending with his arms forming the shape of a lightning bolt. Moon memorised it as soon as she saw it.

“This is the Z-Pose for the Steel Z-Move Corkscrew Crash.” Molayne's Z-Pose involved clashing his fists together, before holding them out towards Moon. Moon memorised that pose too. Though at this point seeing a Z-Pose was barely a requirement.

She could feel the movements needed in the flow of Z-Aura around her.

“And that's that!” Sophocles clapped his hands, a smile on his face he couldn't shake. The Totem Minior was now his, to raise as a Totem of Mount Hokulani. Not that it was at all balanced for this stage of an Island Challenge – Moon had gone above and beyond in facing it. He'd have to talk to the other Captains about what to do next, for this Totem and for Moon. After all... “It's Captain Acerola's Trial next! It's held on the southern side of Ula'ula Island, she'll definitely come find you soon!”

“Well Moon's got a research expedition first,” Kukui reminded Moon in saying this, “though you look tired enough to sleep right past the time Professor Oak and the others were leaving tomorrow. I'll let him know you'll catch up so they can head out beforehand, if you'd like?”

Moon paused. Then realised just how tired she felt. Using Z-Moves didn't tire her, nor did her Bonds, but the mental demand of simply thinking fast enough to battle such an opponent, combined with the drain of the entire experience, combined with the late hour that it was, had her tired. She slumped her shoulders and nodded, the Ultra Beast hanging onto her making a complaining noise. Kukui chuckled.

“I'll take you back down to Malie then. You don't mind flying this time, do you?” She shook her head. Kukui nodded then turned to Molayne. “Come down to Malie yourself, we need to get some food – it's been too long.”

“Got it,” outstretching a fist, Molayne smiled as Kukui bumped his own against it, “now go get her home, it's way past her bedtime.”

“Hey Moon!” One last message, Sophocles calling for the girl's focus, fading as it was. Moon looked at him. He smiled. “You did great!”

The smile didn't leave her face even as she napped clutching the purple Ultra Beast that had found her, Kukui carrying her atop his Braviary back down to Malie City. Even as she collapsed into a bed in the Pokemon Center and deep sleep took her.

She dreamed of rainbow light, glowing creatures that fell from the sky, and standing against it all, head held high.

Chapter Text

With focused intent Kukui slowly applied the final touches, black cloth tied off at both ends, wooden mask carefully fitted in place. Leaning back, he breathed out a sigh. Not bad, not bad at all! There, a perfect Phantump indeed, yeah!

It took less than a minute for the Ultra Beast UB-06 Adhesive to completely shred the disguise applied to it once free of Moon's hands.

“Really?” With a huff of frustration Kukui placed his hands on his hips, staring at the rapidly spinning purple being floating freely in the air. Moon could only offer a shrug. It didn't seem to like the disguise Kukui had come up with. And he'd done such a good job of it too!

“And it definitely can't be caught in a Pokeball?” Kahili, sitting with Kukui, Moon, and this Ultra Beast – something she had absolutely not been prepared for Kukui to grab her that morning and inform her Moon had somehow formed a Bond with the night before – looked to Moon. The girl nodded, raising a Pokeball again as evidence. The floating Ultra Beast didn't even try to test it this time, chattering in a high-pitched voice before swinging a tail and knocking the ball out of Moon's hand. Kahili sighed.

Of course she understood. The moment Kukui had told her the Beast had formed a Bond with Moon the night before she'd fired back. Moon should have had six Pokemon with her though. How could she form a- her words had died as heavily as Kukui nodded his head. Yes, that was the case. Moon was supporting more than six Bonds.

Somehow what annoyed her the most was that despite everything Moon had done so far, Kahili had never once suspected this possibility was in the cards. She lacked imagination. Something to work on.

“I know,” Kukui replied to Moon's question, asked while Kahili was focused on her own thoughts, “but we need to sort this out before you head out to catch up with Professor Oak and the others. Admittedly, once out of the city it'll be less trouble having a literal Ultra Beast with you than inside of it, but even still.”

Kahili scanned the area. The three of them were sitting in one of Malie City's parks, Kukui having collected both Moon and Kahili that morning from their respective staying places – Moon a Pokemon Center, Kahili a Malie Hotel – for this strategy meeting. Moon being agreeable to store one of the six captured Pokemon with her, reducing the Pokeball-contained count to five, plus one free-floating Ultra Beast, at least made it difficult for people to realise the numbers she could maintain. Which, Kahili hesitated to ask, she didn't actually know the limits of. Nothing else Moon had ever done had involved limits, so why should this? Likely she could form as many Bonds as she desired. Perhaps with every single Pokemon in the world without stopping.

That thought scared Kahili far more than she'd like.

Scaring people seemed to be the Moon thing of late. Yesterday's big showdown with Guzma, boss of Team Skull, had put Moon back on the front pages of Alola's attention. Her (mostly successful) disappearance during the Akala Trials had allowed Moon to slip more into the interest of gossips and the curious than the ravenous need for attention possessed by the majority, but here on Ula'ula Island Moon had returned to the forefront of public knowledge in a big way. The display of the Pokemon with her, Pokemon she simply should not have been able to raise or maintain, and her battle with Guzma – mechanically a total loss on Moon's part, yet won by defeating the man's pride rather than his Pokemon – had made Moon front page news. Everyone should want to know everything about her, seeking and hassling her the way they had after the Melemele Grand Trial. That was what Kahili had expected to happen.

Instead she saw someone look, take in the group, then turn and hurry on their way. And that was neither the first nor last time it had happened even this morning. People were afraid of Moon. It was the Z-Move she'd performed, it had to be, Kahili having seen the videos the same as anyone. Kukui had said it was far more intense in person, but the video said enough. The way Moon disappeared in the moment, the way the light seemed to bleed in ways it shouldn't. Watching it, Kahili had felt like she'd momentarily slipped from her hold on her own mind. Like the sight of Moon in that state made it difficult to see reality. It made no sense and honestly she wished that rather than a research expedition with Samson Oak, Moon was staying with her and Kukui so they could try and solve this.

If Moon could learn at all to express her Z-Moves in a form that did not affect others so, Kahili would feel so much the better about sending the girl on.

Kahili could no longer see the shape of Moon's Bonds. No-one could – Kukui and Molayne both confirming that their sight saw only one grand mass with no discernible shape. For any other Trainer, Kahili would see the lines between them and their Pokemon. Sense the strength of such. Well, she'd describe it to others that way – the sense was so much less definitive than words made it seem. Simply a feeling that translated into understanding. But she couldn't understand Moon. Not as she was. And especially not when she performed a Z-Move.

People fear what they do not understand, such is an expression as old as time itself. Now that Moon had gone from barely understood to impossible to understand, people had flipped from curious to cautious, fascinated to fearful. Kahili wondered if the only reason she was not the same as those avoiding Moon was simply that she'd gotten to know the girl, a young child with a large heart and a rarely seen yet vibrant smile, beforehand. Without that, would she avoid her too?

The existence of Moon kept posing questions to Kahili that made her feel like she was far less than the person she wanted to be. A long road still to walk ahead. She turned her attention back to Kukui and Moon. And Rotom-dex.

“Okay,” Kukui released the Rotom-inhabited Pokedex, “the password lock on data upload to the UB Catalogue is still in place. Now Rotom, keep your promise not to upload data on UB-06, okay?”

“Zzt!” The floating Pokedex saluted, though not as energetically as usual. Sharing recorded information was its design, after all, and this was such rare data it had gained. Moon took hold of the Pokedex and gave it her appreciation. Kukui had added the password last night just prior to entering Malie City, requesting Rotom-dex to respect it and not share the data on UB-06 it had collected. He didn't want information on Moon having an Ultra Beast getting out yet – at least for as long as it could be prevented. Moon understood that. She'd kept the Poke Pelago hidden for as long as she could to stop anyone from finding out her lack of limits went even further than was known. And an Ultra Beast was going to draw attention, especially given she couldn't keep it in a Pokeball – the devices failing to contain the creature even when freely entered.

Nonetheless she was determined to keep Adhesive with her. Because it had sought her out by its own free will. Was presently pushing against her arm for the attention she was giving Rotom-dex. Moon lifted her arm and the purple creature fit in beneath it. She smiled at it.

“The disguise was a no-go though...” Kukui rubbed his short-cut goatee, “Well, I guess we'll have to make do. Kahili, would you be willing to fly Moon out south from here? You'll be able to find the research camp the Professor's setting up from the sky for sure.”

Moon, with a noise of satisfaction, smiled as Adhesive delightedly hugged the red dragon shawl she had been given by the Dragon Tamers around itself, pleased with the fabric, and covered enough by it to be difficult to see beneath. Kukui grinned at that. Even without using a Pokeball, which hastened the bonding process with a Pokemon, Moon had forged a strong one with this creature already. She really was everything after all, huh? It truly was stunning.

Without question she'd change the world one day.

“The two of you have a good Bond already,” Kukui voiced the thought, gaining Moon and Kahili's focus both, “so I'd say that confirms Ultra Beasts, or at least this little guy, are a kind of Pokemon after all. We've suspected that all this time, but suspicion and proof are two different, hah, beasts. My wife's going to tell me off for not letting her know about this until you're gone, but if you were still here she'd demand I keep you until she got to Malie and I'd never be able to say no to her.”

“Glad I'll be outside the city when you tell her,” Kahili remarked dryly. Kukui flinched but it was an entirely for show reaction. He smiled right after.

“Final thing then, and this one's all you, Moon.” Kukui's attention on Moon kept her eyes on him. He nodded at her, glancing at the floating red shawl that was covering UB-06. “UB-06 and Adhesive are just designations. Little reference numbers and titles for a being we barely understand. But this is a Pokemon and your partner: they need a name of their own, yeah! You're the first to discover it, and the first to partner with one. It's only right you do this. The name of this little guy... it's yours to come up with.”

Moon paused. Then thought. A name. A Pokemon name. Other Pokemon names, the members of her team, came to her mind. The bits and pieces that made them up, creating these names that Pokemon expressed, she sorted through. Looked at the Ultra Beast before her, a creature with three horns atop its head, each that sprayed poison. Purple, with vibrant pink highlights and eyes of blue, small arms and legs, a long tail, a large head. Adhesive. Ultra Beast. The Z-Aura from last night. Poison. Purple. Poison and purple. Poi...

“-pole?” Kukui repeated the name Moon uttered, thinking for a moment, before nodding with a smile. “Not bad, not bad at all! You've got a gift for this!” Moon smiled under Kukui's praises. He smiled back, looking at the Ultra Beast. “Poipole. Okay! Congratulations Moon and Poipole, here's to a big future for the both of you, yeah!” A high-pitched sound came out from beneath the red shawl, but it was a sound that felt approving. Moon reached up to the Pokemon and grabbed hold of it, shawl and all, to hold against her chest.

“Then it's time to head out?” Kahili asked this now, receiving the affirmation from Kukui and Moon both. “Samson left just after dawn with his associates, as well as Lillie and Hau. They have a convoy of Pokemon for riding and material transport, so they won't be hard to see from wherever they've made it to.” Standing up, Kahili motioned for Moon to join her. “City ordinance still means we have to leave its limits before we can use flying Pokemon for transport. Shall we?” Moon nodded and stood too. It wasn't too long a walk to a point Kahili could unleash a Pokemon for her and Moon to board and fly south upon.

Moon would be reunited with Lillie and Hau again all too soon enough.

“Alright then,” Kukui stood last, playing with his phone but not yet daring to activate it and make the call, “Moon, beyond the area Samson Oak will be in is Tapu Village, where the sixth Trial of the Island Challenge is held. Captain Acerola will no doubt come find you soon to take you there – after that, Mahihinu on the west coast of Ula'ula. Kahili will meet you again there.” Halfway through nodding, Moon frowned. Then looked up at Kukui. Wouldn't he be there too?

Kukui and Kahili both paused.

“Well,” even as Kahili stood behind Moon and shook her head in disapproval, Kukui deflected, “I'm going to be spending a lot of time up on Mount Lanakila. Just making sure League preparation is going well. I'm sure I'll catch up with you after that though! Good luck with your next Trial when the time comes!”

Moon maintained a strange look even as she nodded, turning back to Kahili for confirmation they were going. Kahili nodded. “Well,” she didn't hide the judgement of Kukui from her eyes, “we're off.” Kukui waved to the two as they began to move.

“Safe travels!” And so they parted ways for the time to come.

As soon as she and Moon were a street away Kahili refused to let Moon wonder a second further.

“Kukui isn't allowed south of Mount Lanakila.” The stark way she said it made Moon react in total surprise, going from casually walking and thinking to staring at the Flying-type expert. Kahili kept walking so Moon did too. “He's trying to keep it to himself, but the way he said it just made it feel like he'd lost interest in supporting you, didn't it?” When Kahili looked at Moon, Moon quickly looked away. But it was obvious. It had felt like Kukui was suddenly disappearing. Kahili sighed.

“I can't talk about the specifics, please understand. But I don't want you thinking things like he's not doing his best for everyone. He's just really bad at not making himself look bad.” A quiet noise that was something like an awkward laugh came from Moon. Kahili hadn't intended for that to sound amusing. “I will be in Mahihinu though. The sixth Trial of Alola is... nothing like it was when I did it. I shouldn't tell you anything though, you'll have to see for yourself.”

She'd just done her fifth Trial the night before. Moon watched as Poipole flew around her, still wrapped in the red shawl. At one point the Pokemon nearly rammed into her, requiring Moon to call its name. It reacted to it fast, for having just been given it. A strong Bond, Kahili noted to herself. Anyway, Moon pointed out, she shouldn't be thinking about her sixth Trial yet. Kahili raised an eyebrow in response. Really now?

“How moderated,” she observed Moon's new attitude. “Well, it is ultimately up to the individual to first decide when they are ready to attempt each of their Trials. The danger of pushing yourself, you've learned it now, yes?” Moon nodded in response. “Then I will leave it with you. My apologies for hurrying you.” This time Moon shook her head. She understood. Kahili wondered how true that was.

How much that singular month with the Dragon Tamers had allowed this girl to change.

“From here.” The Toucannon of Kahili was not the largest of the bird Pokemon she kept with her, but sturdy and experienced enough to still bear her and Moon both. Not as fast as Kukui's Braviary could carry two, but still completely capable. Kahili settled first onto the Pokemon's back, followed by Moon taking seat before her, the floating Poipole wrapped in Moon's red shawl contenting to grab on to Moon herself. The Toucannon, flapping large black feathered wings, rose up off of the ground and began to spiral, releasing a current of heat to rise on from its own massive beak. With its ability to heat the air, Toucannon was a Pokemon well able to form thermal currents to control its flight. From their many experiences together, Kahili and the Cannon Pokemon could perform most incredible flying manoeuvres. But they'd spare Moon the full show from the Pokemon's back. That was the sort of thing it took quite some time to adjust to indeed.

Together they flew south from Malie, out over dense forests and wide fields, small houses dotted amongst them, until the land gave way from green to red. Until they entered the rocklands leading to Ula'ula's south.

The great mountain range stretching from the north to south of Ula'ula Island, dividing its eastern and western halves, consisted of numerous peaks – Hokulani and Lanakila towering tallest of them all. But most active was Blush Mountain, its volcanic nature near constantly threatening to spill forth. A combination of human ingenuity, in the form of the geothermal power plant leeching energy from the mountain's superheated payload, and local Pokemon able to work with and redirect the periodic lava flows, was all that kept it in check – enough so at least that people could travel through the dense rocky paths south of Malie City, around the eastern coast of Ula'ula, all the way to the island's southern point. Though none lived in this territory, consisting of wide stretches of red stone, volcanic rock formed over the many millennia of the mountain’s life, enough travelled it. It was a sight worth seeing, much of Alola agreed.

Moon did too.

Kahili directed her Toucannon to soar out over this section of Ula'ula Island, revealing to Moon a landscape of red stone, rising peaks and valleys before them, fields of hardy grasses, rises and falls of uneven rock, and a singular winding path the Flying-type expert told Moon stretched all the way to Ula'ula's south. It reminded Moon, in a way, of the rocky paths that curved around the northern coast of Melemele Island, the trail she had travelled with Kahili and the others back to Iki Town what felt like so long ago now. But this land below her was so much more dynamic, its shapes so much more twisted and extreme. For as fast as Kahili's Toucannon ascended into the sky, so too did the land below rise up to meet them. Kahili pointed, indicating the plume of constant smoke emerging from Blush Mountain, the buildings surrounding it barely able to be seen by the way the land curved around them. That was from where all of Ula'ula Island received its power, she told Moon. From the land of Alola itself we receive life and blessings. Such is the Alolan way.

It was rare to hear the tone known as reverence in Kahili's voice. Moon considered that deeply, and watched the land unfurling beneath her as they flew. Samson Oak, along with Lillie, Hau, and the Pokemon Professor's research associates, would have travelled along the path below only a few hours before, a convoy of Pokemon transporting both them and their equipment, and helping them navigate the incredibly steep paths of the south-eastern Ula'ula rocklands. Moon wasn't sure how fast at all they could have gone, but with the way Kahili's Toucannon flew, she was sure they'd find them again sooner rather than later.

So soon in fact that Moon paused and considered something else. Turned to Kahili for attention and made a request. The woman looked at her with surprise, but nonetheless asked her Pokemon to assist them such. Toucannon turned, beginning a spiral that would slowly lose altitude and bring them down to the land below. Still they swept out over the red rocky terrain.

A girl on Mudsdale-back far below spotted the Cannon Pokemon circling overhead and directed her Pokemon to follow after.

With elegance the Toucannon came in for a landing, cutting its flying speed a scant meter above the ground, dropping directly down to land neatly on its feet. Years of experience with its partner and Trainer had allowed the Pokemon to fly with skill that far exceeded many of its kind, and the Toucannon took great pride in such. From the moment it had met Kahili as a tiny Pikipek hunting bugs in the flowerboxes at her windowsill, their fate had been set. The Pokemon turned its beak to Kahili as she dismounted and preened as she ran a hand over its head. It couldn't be happier at all.

“Well then,” Kahili turned to watch Moon as the young girl slid off the Cannon Pokemon's back, far less smoothly than Kahili herself had done so, Poipole floating up into the air and twirling delightedly to be flying under its own power once more, “we're on foot. I can understand your wanderlust, but this isn't territory to walk aimlessly within. If we don't find the research camp Samson Oak is at before afternoon, we'll head back into the sky, alright?”

Moon nodded, appreciative. This land, stretching hilltops of red rock towering overhead, something she'd never seen before, she wanted to walk it. That was part of the Island Challenge, seeing Alola, right? Kahili couldn't help the smile at Moon's expression. It was. And Kahili deeply appreciated that Moon appreciated such. There was so much more to the Island Challenge than just its challenges. The faster one goes, the less they are able to understand that. And Moon was going the fastest anyone ever had. But if she intended to slow her pace, to better explore Alola and know its shape and spirit, then so much the better. Kahili would support her in that whole-heartedly.

She'd promised as such to herself already, after all.

“The way is yours,” Kahili gave Moon control of their direction. “We're just near to the main path heading through the rocklands, and I imagine the research camp is further south along it, given we haven't made any sighting yet. What would you like to do?”

Moon thought for a moment, simply enjoying looking about the area around her. Distant Pokemon calls in the air sounded unlike those she'd heard in other areas of Alola travelled before. This place, it was different, so much so that she could not help but delight in it. She was pleased to be here. So with a smile she set their path. They'd head down from this hilltop, no roads defined and so careful progress required, to the main road below to follow it for a time. Kahili nodded and moved to take point, identifying the best path to descend. Part of wandering Alola was experiencing areas not shaped by human hand, but in these hills that still required a base measure of caution and care to do so safely. And she'd made more than enough promises to care for and guide Moon already.

To herself and so many others.

The two descended to the path below, Poipole floating above them the entire way. And made it to the bottom just in time. Another emerged over a southern ridge to join them. And called out.

“Well met, Moon!”

The sight of the small girl atop the huge Mudsdale's back, clothed in tan and purple with two long tails of bushy black hair emerging from the purple bonnet she wore, combined with the strong twang behind her voice as she called out to Moon, immediately received Moon's greeting in turn, breaking away from Kahili to approach the one before her. It was good to see Hapu again. Hapu smiled down from her Mudsdale before dismounting to stand before Moon face to face.

Or as good as could be done with Hapu's height a full head shorter than Moon's own.

“Hapu,” Kahili, following after Moon, had met Hapu a number of times over the past month, the young girl spending much time with Lillie and Hau. It had been Kukui who had told Kahili about Hapu's relation, as granddaughter to the former Poni Island Kahuna Koa, though Hapu had been quick to pull Kukui aside and ask him not to spread that fact about. She seemed to not want to be known as such. At least not for the time being. Kukui and Kahili had both acknowledged that. Hapu nodded back to Kahili's greeting.

“Ms. Hano.” Then answered Moon's question asked before. “I have been training in the rocklands for some time now, my Mudsdale and I.” When referred to the huge Draft Horse Pokemon gave a deep rumble to show her presence. Moon quickly gave her greeting to the Pokemon as well. “Captain Acerola suggested it, and so I have been spending my days here since leaving Malie City. I am sorry that I missed your return.”

Moon shook her head, just pleased she'd had the chance to run into Hapu again. Hau and Lillie had told her all about the time Hapu had spent with them over the past month. Hapu nodded at this, glad to hear they had made mention of her so. “In fact,” once Moon was done, Hapu surprised her and Kahili both, “I ran into them earlier this day. The research group with Professor Samson Oak, yes?” Seeing the nods in reply, Hapu smiled. “They asked me to keep an eye out for you, in case we were to cross paths. It is lucky you chose to land from your flight where you did.”

“It is...” Kahili didn't frown externally, but a little internally. Lucky indeed. Moon's reaction was clearly surprise to see Hapu, but the timing of when she'd asked to land, followed by Hapu being right there, felt a little too convenient. Kahili just couldn't tell how it all added up. Shook her head to focus on the here and now. She got too stuck inside her own mind anyway. “Then are you taking over for me in bringing Moon to the research camp?”

“If you'll both allow me,” Hapu addressed Kahili and Moon, “I would be happy to spend the time with Moon, and escort her onwards, if you feel comfortable leaving her in my hands?” Moon turned to Kahili and asked her to do so, but even if she hadn't directly Kahili would have been fine with it. Hapu was a reliable figure; Kahili had confirmed that in the time the girl had spent in Malie City over the last weeks past. She nodded.

“If you're both fine with that, Moon, I'll head back to Malie, and ensure Kukui hasn't managed to get himself into too much hot water with Professor Burnet.” Moon nodded with a light smile, Hapu looking up at the sound of something she was unaware of. Actually... turning her head, Hapu observed the floating Pokemon, which had a red shawl wrapped over and around itself. She could see purple colour, and a tail, beneath the cloth. That wasn't a Pokemon she knew, she was sure. Not that she did know them all but...

Moon turned and called to the Pokemon, who raced to her side and clutched onto her arm. That was a strong Bond then, Hapu observed. She turned and looked back to her Mudsdale. The two trusted in one another, and Mudsdale listened to Hapu's commands, but the power she contained still pushed at Hapu's limits when they went all out. Many times Hapu had doubted whether she was the Pokemon's Trainer, or the Pokemon was simply continuing to act on the last will of her grandfather.

Still so far ahead to go.

“Well then,” stepping back, Kahili nodded to the pair, “I'll leave the rest of the journey to you. Moon, I'll be in Mahihinu, a small colony west of Tapu Village, by the time you make it there. Continue to take the Island Challenge at your own pace, and enjoy Alola as you do so. That's all any of us can ask for. I wish you the best.”

Thanking Kahili for her aid, Moon waved the Flying-type expert off as she manifested her Toucannon once again, boarding the Pokemon's back and zooming off into the sky at speed far faster than she had travelled with Moon before. Moon was thankful for that. Flight was okay. That... wasn't. She turned back to Hapu with a smile, one Hapu herself mirrored.

“Then let us continue on.”

The Mudsdale showed no difference between carrying Hapu and carrying Hapu and Moon both, the Pokemon able to bear many times more weight without slowing a step. First along the long road that wound its way through the rocklands, but quickly enough with a smile Hapu guided the Pokemon to leave the beaten path, its heavy hooves crushing uneven rock underfoot, unerringly climbing another hill along the way. Moon, seated behind Hapu, held on and asked how Hapu's time with Hau and Lillie had been.

“They are both wonderful people,” Hapu answered steadily, continuing to watch the path her Mudsdale was taking, despite the Pokemon knowing well how to ascend uneven terrain itself. “Hau's drive to improve and go further is truly respectable, and I have found myself inspired by him to try even harder myself to meet my own goals. Lillie... few people I have met could be considered as lovely as she.”

Moon agreed to that immediately and on all counts. Hau had helped her find confidence time and time again. Reached out a hand to pull her forward, or placed one on her back to push her on when she struggled. He was the reason she had made it as far as she had. And Lillie... Lillie... Moon found her thoughts grinding to a halt, no words able to give proper expression to the way she thought of the girl. Hapu, still focused forward, waited a moment longer before prompting Moon to continue. “Yes?”

It wasn't so simple to describe as what Moon felt towards Hau. Hau was her best friend, her encouragement to move forward, motivation to overcome all challenges before her. The one who'd accepted her without a second thought, and never once been cowed by the way she was. Though Moon had gone down the wrong path while believing she was properly acknowledging their friendship, even now on the other side she thought the same as before. Hau was the one she wished to keep up with. So that the two of them might see all of Alola, overcome all of its challenges, and share their experiences from beginning to end. That was what Hau meant to her. It was so easy to describe.

But Lillie... Lillie had been there just as long. Even longer – she was the one Moon had met first. Called out to Moon and Moon had moved to help her. From the very beginning Moon had wanted to stand by her. Lillie, who bore her own challenges different to Moon and Hau, still stayed with them. Cared for them. Supported them. Her words, her kindness, Moon kept them all close to her heart. Lillie was always with them. Even when apart.

But it was more than that too! Lillie was someone who Moon felt like a better person for knowing. Who had this light about her that relieved the tension that had settled over Moon as the weeks of her Island Challenge had gone by. Being around Lillie... was like the world was a better place than it was when Moon was on her own. Like the girl had a magic to her that made Moon happier just being around her. That was... as well as she could explain it. She didn't understand.

Hapu, listening in silence as Moon talked, made sure to keep her focus first on the path her Mudsdale was traversing. Then spoke second.

“You think highly of her.”

She did. That was enough of an answer for the young tan-skinned girl. Hapu turned for the first time to give Moon a smile. “You should tell her that some time.” And the way Moon immediately glanced away, deflecting with an expression that she didn't feel able, answered Hapu's belief more than well enough. Lillie was truly lovely indeed.

Alola had given Moon more blessings than just the path she had walked to this point.

The Mudsdale Hapu was Bonded with, a Pokemon of strength that still eclipsed that of many adult Trainers, none of Moon's Pokemon able to stand a chance of besting it one on one, held no trouble navigating the rocklands of eastern Ula'ula, the higher hills it crested giving views out over more around. But though the ocean lay never too far east, it could not be truly seen with the lay of the land as it was. Moon remarked on the beauty of Alola's ocean, remembering Wahiola Town upon the north coast of Akala Island, and joined Hapu in a discussion of the sights they had seen across Alola. Brooklet Hill, which Hapu had gone to just after Moon had left it, still stuck with them both. The terraced pools filled with Pokemon life were an astounding sight. Hapu remarked that it was the first time she had been there too. Moon asked where her home was.

For a moment Hapu paused. Then answered.

“I come from Poni Island,” when Hapu told her this, Moon focused intently. The fourth island of Alola. The one she knew nothing about. “There are very few settlements on the island, the least number of people living on it of all Alola's islands. The most populous isn't even part of the island, Seafolk Village being a floating town of ships all moored together.” Moon immediately started imagining such a sight. It sounded amazing. She wanted to see it. Hapu continued talking. “My home is part of a very small farming community near to the island's southern coast. We do not produce anything close to the volume of produce Akala's farmlands do, but there are some rare strains that only grow on Poni soil. My grandfather and Mudsdale here spent many years caring for the earth and ensuring bountiful harvests for Alola.”

Mudsdale was continuing along a narrow ridge connecting two of the rocklands' peaks together. Moon looked out over the not insignificant distance below. Hapu didn't seem concerned at all. She was so resolute. The girl laughed lightly as Moon said that. “I have complete faith in Mudsdale. She and I have a Bond and trust in one another. I am thankful to my grandfather for passing her on to me.”

Hapu had mentioned her grandfather before as well, when they'd met just before the Battle Royal. He sounded like an incredible Trainer.

“He was.” Hapu answered simply, the tense strong enough to help Moon understand. “He taught me so much, and helped me become the person I am today. I hope that this journey I undertake... helps him find peace, knowing I have continued on in his path. That is my wish.” There was little Moon could say to that. A sound of acknowledgement, but no real words of comfort or praise. Hapu appreciated her listening all the same. With the two girls upon her back, the Mudsdale continued on.

Only by the time the sun had passed its zenith, though its brightness was muted by a light layer of clouds that day, did the Mudsdale come to a stop, a path before her leading down to a circle of tents, a pen of Tauros and other Mudsdale, and a number of people all moving about. Hapu nodded with a smile. Very good. Then looked back to Moon.

“This is the research camp Professor Oak has established. Hau and Lillie will be down below. It was a pleasure travelling with you this day, Moon.”

Moon cocked her head. Shouldn't Hapu come down with her to join the others? It would be best if they were all together, right? They hadn't been yet! Hapu shook her head with a small smile.

“There is much training I need to continue with, in order to achieve my dream. I am afraid I must return to the wilder regions of the rocklands here. Worry not,” she didn't miss or fail to appreciate the clear expression on Moon's face that said she wanted to have Hapu join her with the others. It was kind of her to treat Hapu such, who had known Moon only the tiniest fraction of time Moon had known Hau or Lillie. “I have promised to join you all when Lillie travels to the Ruins of Abundance. I will find you at that time.” Moon nodded, remembering Lillie telling her that herself. Okay. Dismounting from Mudsdale, Moon still reached a hand up to Hapu, one Hapu accepted as well.

“I will see you then.”

And with those words the young girl on Mudsdale-back turned the Draft Horse Pokemon and took her leave. Left to watch her go, Moon hefted the bag she carried over her shoulder, turning to look at Poipole, still floating overhead. She called the Pokemon down to her, the purple creature happy to settle with hands gripping onto the back of Moon's shirt. Turning once more, Moon looked down upon the camp below, a small figure standing at its edge waving exuberantly up at her. Moon smiled.

And began her descent to join them.

“Heeey!” As ever on the front-lines, Hau waved with excitement as Moon drew closer. “Was that Hapu up there? Did she find you like we asked?” She did, Moon confirmed, though wanted to return to her training after dropping Moon off. Hau frowned, as much or perhaps even more interested in having Hapu join him, Moon, and Lillie as Moon herself had been. “Well, we'll catch up with her later, yeah? Let's make sure to get a lot of good stories to tell her! So far Professor Oak and everyone's just been preparing the camp – we're apparently going to start surveying the area tomorrow!”

Moon nodded, unsure exactly what the research expedition of Samson Oak would entail. She understood the Professor was studying Alolan Variant Pokemon specifically, but not actually how that study worked. She supposed she'd have to ask. Hau took charge of moving to guide Moon to the tent Lillie was set up within. Then paused and looked up at the Pokemon that had floated away from Moon's back as he moved to push her along. Huh?

“Hey who's that?”

Oh, Moon turned, calling for the Pokemon to descend back to her, to hand over her shawl for a moment so it could show its full self to Hau, this is Poipole. They appeared during Moon's Trial the night before.

“Right!” Slapping a closed fist into an open palm, Hau swung back from the Pokemon to Moon, “How did it go?” The answer was as obvious as Moon's smile. Hau raised a hand. Moon struck it with her own at full force.

... ow.

Then they laughed, shaking their hands. Hau looked up again at Poipole. Hang on.

“Hang on.” He really was thinking hard about this. He was sure he'd seen it before. Moon caught his expression, calling for Poipole to grab the shawl again. They should go see Lillie. Hau consented to guide Moon on.

The tent was on the smaller side, half storage space resulting in only enough room for Lillie on her own. She felt more comfortable that way however, and was sitting inside with Nebby free of her bag, the Nebula Pokemon pleased to be playing about by jumping up on top of the containers stacked within the fabric shelter. Lillie looked up at the sound of Hau telling her he was coming in and smiled widely to see Moon follow after. Even when sitting the tent, packed with boxes on one side, didn't have proper room for the three. Lillie squeezed into its back as Hau ushered Moon in first, before sitting in the entrance with the flaps hanging over his shoulders. Comfy. Lillie noted the floating Pokemon hovering above Moon's head. A new member of her team then. “Moon, is that?”

With a nod Moon reached up and retrieved her shawl again, unveiling Poipole's eyes so it might take in the scene. Immediately upon spotting Nebby a loud shriek of delight came from the purple Pokemon as it dived on the smaller blue and purple cloud-like being, Nebby shocked to be so enthusiastically cradled with a larger face rubbing up against its own. Moon argued with Poipole about the Pokemon being too overbearing, surprised by its strong reaction to seeing the Nebula Pokemon. Lillie stared at the interaction.

Hau realised what he was thinking about.

“Aue! Isn't that an Ultra Beast, Mo-?” Moon's hand over Hau's mouth did nothing to stop Lillie's gasp, the girl edging a little further back from the small being. No no! Moon waved her other hand, trying to defuse the situation, it was fine! She just didn't need to have the researchers around asking her about it yet. Professor Kukui had told Moon it was best to keep Poipole as low profile as possible – difficult given the Pokemon would not go into a Pokeball and insisted on always staying by Moon's side. Hau nudged Moon's wrist with a hand, reminding her to remove her hand from his mouth. He gasped a little after but it was a play action. Then moved onto hands and knees to crawl further into the tent and look at Poipole up close. The purple Pokemon, cheerily waving Nebby's own 'arms' up and down, turned its head to look up at Hau, but didn't react beyond that. Hau looked up at Moon and shook his head. “Moon that's incredible!”

It had been unexpected. Moon recounted her experiences with Poipole before, first in the Hau'oli Cemetery, then again at Memorial Hill – though Moon obfuscated much of the action around that time to hide the moment with Plumeria, still somewhat shamed by the words the woman had used to compare Moon to who she was sure was the boss of Team Skull. Then finally talked about Poipole approaching her during her fifth Trial, the Bond that was immediately forged, and the inability for Pokeballs to work on the creature at all. Lillie was quick to theorise.

“Perhaps Pokeballs don't work on Ultra Beasts, because there is something about them different to all other Pokemon?” Moon nodded in response. Professor Kukui had thought similar. So because of that, Moon now had the Pokemon with her at all times, drawing attention when not disguised. It was a lot to deal with. Lillie, a small smile appearing on her face, pointed Moon's attention to the large bag she always carried with her, the one that housed Nebby when out and about. “Would you like your own bag for Poipole then?” Moon smiled and shook her head. Maybe having an Ultra Beast with her would be awkward, but she'd rather not keep it hidden away. When Lillie glanced away from Moon saying that, Moon was quick to make sure Lillie knew that was only because Poipole was more than capable of protecting itself. Nebby needed to be kept safe and Lillie was right with what she was doing.

Lillie gave Moon a smile for saying that.

But wondered all the same.

“Okay!” Hau, quick to recover from all surprises in life, crawled back to the entrance of the tent. “Hey Moon, hey Lillie, let's go see what everyone's doing! Maybe we can go exploring!” Each as quick to agree, Lillie encouraged Nebby back into her bag, while Moon wrapped her red dragon shawl over Poipole once more, the Ultra Beast happy to settle onto the back of Moon's shoulder again. One by one the trio exited the tent, heading into the inner circle of the camp where Samson Oak stood over a table with a map spread across it, discussing with two other researchers the first sweep they'd make in the surrounding area. Seeing the young trio approach, Samson moved to take a break from planning and walked over to them with a smile and a wave.

“Hello hello, alola and hello, glad to see the three of you together again! Young Miss Moon, I take it your Trial went well?” In response to the Professor's question Moon nodded, earning a smile from the darkly tanned man. “Wonderful. My associates and I intend on spending a number of weeks in these hills surveying the area and the local Pokemon populations, and you and your friends are welcome to stay with us for as long as you wish! By my understanding it is not the longest trek from here to the Tapu Village Refuge Zone, so I am sure I will be able to spare a guide to take you there, if another does not appear before then!”

Moon tilted her head. She didn't know much of anything about the southern region of Ula'ula Island, or Tapu Village, which Professor Kukui and Kahili had both mentioned. She didn't know why it had a 'Refuge Zone'. Neither Hau or Lillie seemed to react.

“Hey Professor!” Sticking his hand up, Hau drew the attention of Samson Oak. “What can we do today?”

“Well my boy,” Samson smiled at Hau's student-like diligence, “some of the researchers here are moving containers for setting up blinds in the surrounding areas now. If you and your Pokemon would like to help them move such, that would be most beneficial! Once we're all set up with our equipment we can prepare for the first study expedition tomorrow!”

Nodding, Hau turned to Moon. “Okay Moon, let's go help out!” Happy to follow after, Moon went with Hau, Lillie following behind less able to help but happiest always by their side. Watching the three youths go, Samson observed the floating being wrapped in a red shawl hanging onto Moon's back. Drew his own Pokedex from a pocket.

He was sure that was...

Though clouds still hung overhead for the time being, reducing some of the heat of the day, still being out in the rocklands quickly worked up a sweat, both for people and Pokemon working together. Wiping her brow, setting down a small container she'd agreed to help move, some of her Pokemon helping with one larger, Moon endured a teasing remark from Hau that maybe she should borrow Lillie's hat.

Lillie, not about to give her hat over to anyone right now thank you very much, looked at Moon and tilted her head slightly. Moon caught her looking and asked what it was. Lillie shook her head.

Then stopped and asked the question all the same.

“Moon, I was wondering...” she wasn't sure how to approach this, but her own curiosity now drove her, “before Akala, and at the Battle Royal, you wore that red hat – I got the impression you really liked it.” Moon slowly nodded. She did. Lillie continued. “It's... unique, I can understand not wearing it when trying to hide, but you're not doing that any more, are you?” Moon shook her head, but didn't maintain eye-contact with Lillie after. She knew where this question was going now. Lillie ventured to ask it all the same. “Is there a reason you're not wearing the hat now?”

Hau, nearby, overheard all of this and wondered what the answer was too. Moon kept looking down and found it hard to admit. Slowly, with Lillie and Hau watching over her, she did.

The hat felt weird on her head while her hair was cut so short. She kept looking down, embarrassed by that being the case. Her confidence in asking for her hair to be cut as short as it could be so she could both retake her natural colour and have less hair during the peak of Alola's hottest season had quickly backfired the first time she'd tried to put on her hat and been unable to feel comfortable with it. She'd have to wait for her hair to grow back out some.

So for now she was hatless.

A small giggle from Lillie fit neatly between a sharp snerk from Hau followed by his loud laughter at Moon's situation, Lillie's own amusement kindly muffled by the boy's volume. Moon, who was embarrassed to have been caught out so soon on her haircut mistake, huffed at the both of them only to be teased by Hau even further. Lillie, watching over the two, enjoyed the sight. The three of them together like this, that was good. It was the way she wanted things to remain.

Let these days together last, as long as they might be.

Chapter Text

“While Variant Pokemon develop as a result of outside stimulus, the stimulus varies far wider than most people would assume. The vast majority of Alolan Variants, from the nocturnal Rattata to magnetic Geodude, have developed based on environmental factors, however others such as the Alolan Meowth and Persian are instead derived from human interaction – the Pokemon originally being a luxury pet and converting to a Dark-based typing due to the changes in attitude that situation allowed. Pokemon changing based on their own personal perceptions isn't an unknown thing – the Tender Pokemon Milotic for example is known to evolve from Feebas once it perceives itself as beautiful – however it is an incredibly fascinating topic all the same. By simply changing the way it thinks, a Pokemon may begin upon an entirely new line of development. A specific part of the research into new evolutions of Eevee is in fact based on the Pokemon's perception of self, which is why Eevee are so common in regions that host Pokemon Contests, such as the Hoenn Region-”

“Hau!” The sharp nudge of Lillie's elbow jolted Hau's attention from the Pokemon overhead, a flock of Fletchinder driving a Skarmory out of their territory, both Pokemon that appeared commonly in the skies of the Ula'ula Rocklands. He glanced at her, then over to Professor Samson Oak, who was standing before him, Moon, and Lillie. Hau blinked.

“Continuing,” the Pokemon Professor returned to the topic, Moon and Lillie focusing again. Hau struggled with sitting still while there were Pokemon about, which wasn't the most uncommon of traits and Samson honestly didn't find the boy's restlessness that off-putting. He'd let the three loose to see the work his researchers were undertaking soon. But first he wanted to outline what he knew, to make sure that if they discovered something he didn't, they'd know. The limits of one's knowledge must be made known so others might fill in the blanks, after all. “While Alola possesses the vast majority of what we refer to as 'Variant Pokemon', and has the most wildly differing variants among them, it is not the sole region to display differences in Pokemon based on environment. Consider the Bagworm Pokemon Burmy, which builds its cloak from material it can acquire from its local surroundings. Depending on that material, its then evolution Wormadam will have differing typing based on what the Burmy was cloaked in. And while their typing may remain consistent, there are a whole host of other Pokemon across the world who show both minor and major physical differences based on the specific location they occur. Indeed, Variant Pokemon could be considered less a unique phenomenon of Alola, and more of the furthest developed occurrence of this phenomenon in the known world. Thus far, at least.”

Lillie was nodding, fascinated. Pokemon research had always intrigued her – from a young age she'd enjoyed studying reports and essays written by experts in the field. They fascinated her still, and she loved to hear about Pokemon. Loved Pokemon. The bag she always kept by her side, she placed a hand against it and felt Nebby within respond to her touch. The mind of a researcher, who could see the mysteries in the world and begin to solve them, she idolised that. Thinking that way, it would allow her to help Nebby find their way home. Away from all of this.

Back to where it would be safe.

Moon listened too. As opposed to Lillie, her fascination wasn't with the ability of the Professor as much as the topic itself, everything about Pokemon appealing to her. She wasn't studying and thinking about ways to think the way Lillie was, simply taking in all Samson Oak was saying so that she might have useful information going forward. Hau, who took things as they came, nudged Moon and pointed out a Fletchling that had landed nearby, pecking at the ground around them. Moon smiled at it, but soon looked back to the Professor when he spoke again.

“The majority population of Variant Pokemon in the Ula'ula Rocklands,” Oak continued, “are Diglett, Geodude, and their respective evolutions. In response to a heavily volcanic environment, Diglett developed special 'hairs' to act as feelers for safely traversing unstable locations. Geodude, due to the high concentration of magnetic rock in these mountains, have become Rock and Electric-type, their bodies comprised of a far higher percentage of magnetic stone than Geodude of other regions. In both cases these developments have led to even more advanced changes upon evolution, evident in the famously lush head of 'hair' sported by Alolan Dugtrio, and the magnetic spines that take shape upon Alolan Graveler and Golem. The core purpose of this research expedition is to observe these two strains of Pokemon, and chart their interactions with their environment, each other, and other Pokemon besides, in order to compare and contrast with occurrences of the species in other regions. While you are staying with us, keep an eye out for these Pokemon, and make note of anything of interest you might see in that time.”

Moon, Lillie, and Hau all nodded at that. Samson smiled, pleased with these three young ones. Kukui had given him a full run-down on how to approach them: that Lillie was carrying a rare Pokemon she was protecting; that Hau had an endless supply of energy and heart; and that Moon while quiet was always watching her surroundings. The three were at their best together, Kukui had told him, and Samson should make sure they were free to stay as close to one another as possible. He respected that, and them. Three young ones willing to join his research work, to learn a little more about approaching the world of Pokemon not as a trainer but as an observer to nature. He couldn't be more delighted to help nurture their seeds of curiosity. To that end...

“Now while I have given you an overview of Variant Pokemon, there are still some mysteries we do not know. The existence of Alolan Raichu, for example,” as Samson spoke again, first Lillie, then Moon, then Hau with a sudden riveted expression as Samson mentioned the Pokemon in particular, focused their attention once more, “still has yet to be explained. A sudden development in the Psychic-typing is no small feat, given it is considered one of the most notable of all Pokemon-types, not to mention the most common typing amongst Legendary and Mythical Pokemon.” All three were now locked onto Samson. 'Legendary' and 'Mythical' were titles for Pokemon that instantly grasped the attention of dreamers across the globe. Oh to see one for oneself. Samson smiled. “While the mystery has yet to be solved, it is one we are keenly interested in. That and the mystery of one other Alolan Variant. Can you guess which one?”

All three glanced at one another then back to the Professor, shaking their heads. He nodded and explained.

“In comparison to its typing of Grass and Psychic found in other regions across the world, in Alola the Coconut Pokemon Exeggutor is the Grass and Dragon type. This is, to the best of our knowledge, a change based upon the vibrant sunlight available in Alola, which has allowed Exeggutor to grow far beyond its more common form. But this belies its true mystery. Have you determined what it is yet?”

Again a moment's pause followed by shaking of heads from Hau and Moon, Lillie thinking too deeply to answer. She was sure she could figure it out, if she just had a little longer to...

“The true mystery,” Samson continued on, “is why. Why, when provided a significant volume of sunlight, does the secondary typing of Exeggutor change from Psychic to Dragon? Do you understand?”

A longer pause, before Lillie ducked her head in acknowledgement. It made no sense. Hau and Moon looked at her. She explained. “Alolan Exeggutor show no signs of the Psychic-typing, however Exeggcute which they evolve from still do. That is to say, their Psychic-typing transforms into Dragon. But why does Psychic become Dragon?”

“Exactly, young lady,” Samson beamed, pleased with Lillie's deduction. “There is no logical reason for the Psychic-typing to transform into Dragon – no understood relationship between the two types. And yet Alolan Exeggutor poses this question to us: what is the relationship between these two types, that one might become another? Psychic Pokemon are notably powerful, and Trainers with Psychic-type biases are known to develop their own abilities when bound to them. Dragon-types, meanwhile, are incredibly physically demanding, and also appear among many of the strongest Pokemon of each region. One could consider the two types to represent the strongest possible mind and body. I do not believe it coincidence that the only recorded Pokemon to possess both types are the Legendary Eon Pokemon of Hoenn.”

All three children were absolutely fascinated. Samson enjoyed it. It had been a while since he'd run a course at a Pokemon School, and he realised now that he missed it. Maybe after his research projects in Alola were done he'd find somewhere to settle down for a while and help share knowledge with the next generation. That would be nice. Pleased, he concluded. “Unfortunately for now Exeggutor Island, the most populous location in Alola for Exeggcute and Exeggutor, is off-limits while Poni Island has no Kahuna. Until a new Kahuna is appointed, I have been told I will not have permission to visit it.” The wait for Poni's next Kahuna was, day by day, extending to more and more of Alola's population, the pressure upon those involved in the choice mounting. Samson gave a thoughtful hum, considering the three youths before him. “However, should any of the three of you find your way there before I do, please remember me and take notes of what you might encounter. The mystery of Alolan Exeggutor may just reveal one of the greatest of all Pokemon! Perhaps, at least.”

Silence settled as the Professor ended his lecture on Variant Pokemon, before he clapped his hands with a wider smile, the three children musing on their own thoughts jumping at the sound. A research associate, wearing mostly khaki clothing, approached the group. Samson waved the children's attention to them. “Well then, thank you for hearing this Professor out, let's get to research, shall we? My associate here will show you to one of the observation stations we set up the day before, near to one of the more populous Pokemon sites in the rocklands. Off you go now!”

Bounding to his feet, Hau raced to the researcher's side, Moon and Lillie each standing a little slower before heading after, sharing a glance and a smile at Hau's enthusiasm. Overhead the sun continued to shine, its light falling upon the land and sea of Alola, and the day continued on.

Their time together continued on.

Three days followed the founding of the Fourth Samson Oak Alola Research Expedition's campsite, with three nights preceding each. Each night was punctuated by a communal dinner, a time for all those gathered here to sit together and talk, sharing their thoughts and actions of the day. Of the three children who had joined this expedition on the invite of Samson Oak, Lillie was most delighted in by the other researchers, her questions astute enough to show she had more than just a passing interest in the field. She had a bright future in Pokemon research, should that be the direction she chose, many proclaimed.

Hau, vibrant and full of life, entertained through constant questions, though often they were all of the same vein: about Pokemon seen, encountered, and how they acted. He just wanted to know it all! Everything about every Pokemon around! His enthusiasm was something everyone found themselves enjoying.

Moon... people avoided.

She was quiet, mostly. Talkative with Lillie and Hau, but when around others tended to observe more than speak. Her silent stare, her oft-unreadable expressions, quickly grew off-putting, as they always had with those not used to her. But that wasn't the real reason people refused to meet her gaze. And she knew it.

Pitaya had told Moon this would happen. The decision to appear as herself, the Guildmaster had warned Moon, would go as such. The nature of most people is to be cautious around power viewed as unstable. A person will walk beneath power-lines without fear. They would not do the same were those lines aflame. It is an obvious thing, is it not, that when you cannot determine how something that possesses great power will act you will move to avoid it? Before Moon had been fascinating, possessing six Pokemon, able to perform Z-Moves without restriction, but now she appeared as dangerous. The Pokemon with her now were the type capable of unleashing true damage. Moon's announcement of her self, standing against the boss of Team Skull, had made sure everyone knew she possessed power that could not be predicted. And so approaching her without care introduced threat.

So Moon acknowledged that. Forewarned as she was, she understood that so many people would see her as unpredictable, and move to avoid her. And accepted it. What mattered was that those she cared about, Hau and Lillie, still stood by her. Didn't feel concern or move away. That, knowing that together the three could still be the same as before, had been her one wish. Granted as it was, she accepted that the majority would keep her at arm's length. It didn't matter. She had those important with her. That was enough.

Pitaya, Guildmaster of the Alola Dragon Tamers, had said this: “We who make our name and presence known as possessing great power, will always find people treat us with a measure of wariness. No master trainer is beyond this result, even the most famous and fawned upon will have that layer of measured caution from the populace they walk amongst. It is an inevitable thing.” The Guildmaster, robed in yellow, paused for a moment and sighed wistfully, looking at the blue sky overhead. Then turned to Moon with a smile. “But there will always be those who do not fear. Who see only ourselves. And they are the ones we must truly treasure. You have those people already, do you not?”

She did.

And over the days here Moon treasured them. She treasured Lillie's delight from the moment they rose each morning, as she spoke with researchers about the work they'd undertake that day, to the evening meal, where she listened to them describe observations and added her own into the mix. This momentary pause upon her journey, Lillie never failing to care for Nebby, but taking this time for herself, away from her mission and the stresses that had haunted her, brought smiles and reactions Moon could not help but smile in return to see. Lillie was, at times, almost as energetic as Hau in discussing Pokemon with the others here. Samson remarked to Moon, the Pokemon Professor one of the few here who showed no concern in approaching her, that Lillie without question had all the potential to be the finest of Pokemon researchers.

If that was what she wanted to do then Moon wanted to see her achieve such. Moon wanted to see Lillie achieve all her goals, as long as they continued to bring the smiles the blonde-haired girl currently wore to her face. Whether giving her thoughts on Pokemon movement patterns when gathered researchers discussed observations over maps, or out in the field joining others in staying as close but unobserved as they could to the local populace, the Geodude and Diglett lines specifically, Lillie exuded deep enjoyment of this time. Her happiness... Moon treasured.

Lillie's happiness and Hau's liveliness.

Without fail Pokemon were always around Hau – often his own, but just as easily he seemed able to call and lure those about the rocklands to his side. He had a gift, a great ability to call out with friendship to Pokemon, the researchers on this trip appreciating him more and more as the days passed by. Often it was Hau who asked a Pokemon to come and greet another, so they might make closer observations of the wild creature. He had an ability to present himself as an equal, a fellow member of the world around them, belonging just as much as those he spoke to, that helped Hau earn the trust of the Rocklands Pokemon. Moon, who herself had never experienced true difficulty in reaching out to Pokemon either, quickly learned the difference between them. For her, Pokemon wished to follow her. That was their nature regarding humans, to seek Bonds and power, conflict and evolution. Those that approached Moon sought such. Some she did catch, but it proved difficult to encourage others to return to the wild. She upset the balance the researchers were attempting to observe.

Often they had to ask for Moon to keep out of the way, doing their best to phrase the request as politely as they could. Still, it did sting a little, being unable to help.

Unable to do at all what Hau could seemingly so easily.

Pokemon approached him, sat with him as he sat with his own, even talked for a while, Hau rambling, those Pokemon answering back in their own voices. It is said through the strongest of Bonds Trainers and their Pokemon can communicate as equals, but Hau appeared well able to talk to any around him. So they joined him for a time and then went back on their way. And this the researchers valued immensely.

So yes, while Lillie embraced the minds of research, Hau embraced the heart, and together each inspired and benefited those they were following, receiving praise and thanks often. Moon enjoyed hearing that, knowing the two were doing so well. She was proud of them, and happy for them.

But a part of her still couldn't help but feel comparison to them all the same, and her own lack of utility in this time together. Lillie could talk with the researchers as equals. Hau the local Pokemon. But Moon knew far too little about Pokemon research to join those conversations, and listening in or asking Lillie still didn't help her measure up. And the local Pokemon were thrilled to battle her, or seek her approval, but she lacked communication with them the way Hau did. In this time, those two had found places.

But Moon hovered at the edge only truly welcomed by Hau and Lillie themselves. Samson was always happy to explain facts or talk about Pokemon, but his interest in teaching wasn't the same. To a degree, Moon felt disconnected from this trip. It was why she agreed to go immediately, when Acerola came to fetch her.

But that hasn't happened just yet. First comes the full moon. Then the migration to the shore. And only after then the Captain's arrival. First came the full moon.

On the second night the moon rose full in a sky clear of clouds, rich with stars. The view from the peak of Mount Hokulani, Moon imagined, must be beautiful beyond imagining at this time. Lillie and Hau both plied her with questions about that, but each with entirely different interests. Lillie found fascination in the observatory, the grand telescope that gazed into the stars. Hau with the Pokemon, knowing full well that Minior fell at this time. Moon described the sight as being beautiful, Lillie and Hau both knowing enough about the Pokemon's life-cycle to understand the slower pace Moon spoke in was a result of being affected by such.

Discussing Minior led into discussing her Trial, Moon speaking in enough of an overview to satisfy Hau's rampant curiosity without going into the details of her own fight. From there the topic addressed Poipole itself, the purple Ultra Beast always by Moon's side, either floating nearby or clinging to her when feeling particularly needy. Lillie and Hau each took different things from observing the Pokemon.

“What I read of Alola's Legendary Pokemon, of Solgaleo and Lunala,” Lillie was looking into the sky, the full moon overhead, as she spoke of this, the topic one always on her mind, with her from the moment she'd read the book Acerola had retrieved for her, “is that they first descended to Alola from a hole of light. It is said they came from the heavens itself but...”

“A hole of light?” Hau was the one to ask it, but both he and Moon were thinking the same thing. For they'd seen such a thing before. And the creature that emerged from within. “Are Solgaleo and Lunala Ultra Beasts then?”

“I don't know,” Lillie shook her head, aware theologians and scholars of the modern day had given the topic far more consideration than she. “But if Nebby is related to them, then maybe...” a loud squeal from Poipole drew all three's attention, the Pokemon having half opened Lillie's bag to stick its head within and greet Nebby. Lillie watched in silence as Moon pulled the Pokemon back, lecturing it for messing with other people's property. Lillie had only seen one Pokemon react as strongly to Nebby before: Tapu Lele in the Ruins of Life. It was said the Tapu had pledged to guard the child the emissaries of the sun and moon had left behind. But also that they rejected Ultra Beasts by nature, Moon having told the tale of Tapu Lele driving off Poipole before. Perhaps the Tapu feared the Ultra Beasts sought to take Nebby away, as the Pokemon was one of them? Or maybe it was even more complicated than that. She didn't know.

Just that, if Nebby was related to the Ultra Wormhole... Lillie fell silent, deep in her own thoughts. Hau, watching over Moon as she wrangled the squirming Ultra Beast in her grip, smiled. “The two of you get along really well.” Moon, presently holding the Pokemon upside-down, both arms wrapped around its midsection, gave Hau a questioning look. Poipole squealed loudly with delight at being held such, Hau reaching out and poking it in the middle of its face where a nose would be. A giggling sound responded. He grinned at it before looking back at Moon. “I'm just thinking it's really cool that an Ultra Beast can have a Bond as well. I wanna be friends with one too! Moon, make sure to introduce me if you meet another!” Moon nodded. She would. Hau appreciated that. Looked over to Lillie, who was stuck in her thoughts, and poked her arm, earning a scolding from her that he grinned the whole way through. Moon smiled too.

It was good.

The next day, as Samson Oak explained about the more territorial nature of Alolan Graveler, who competed for rarer magnetic rock material compared to the common Graveler's less exacting preferences, a researcher raced towards the group. Gasping ragged breaths, they quickly surmised what had driven them to report as fast as they could. A great number of a rare Rocklands Pokemon species were travelling through a nearby valley, heading east towards the sea. Delighted, Samson redirected the researchers around to observe this rare sight, Moon, Lillie, and Hau all racing off to be the first to see.

Today's observation zone had been one of the more magnetically charged rocklands mountains, south of the Geothermal Power Plant built around the volcanic Blush Mountain. Continuing over the higher ridges, soon enough a narrow valley would be reached, its base at roughly sea level, sometimes exposed to the sky above, other times a tunnel through solid rock. And through this valley, as Moon, Lillie, and Hau stared down into it, a great number of red and yellow shelled Pokemon marched. Rotom-dex emerged from Moon's bag to describe the Pokemon, Hau and Lillie each focusing upon it, Moon knowing already. She'd seen it once before, after all.

And more than that...

“Turtonator, zzt!” Delighting in being able to record so many members of the species, Rotom-dex did a spin as it read off the data recorded, “the Blast Turtle Pokemon, Fire and Dragon-type, zzt! A volcanic Pokemon that consumes numerous materials including sulfur, it is known to have a chemically-unstable shell that detonates when struck. Usually travels alone, zzt! Recording migration now!”

A recurring march, a gathering of the Pokemon from across the rocklands to head to the shore where volcanic debris from Blush Mountain flowed into the sea. A fresh flow had run down the trenches dug just days prior, and so new materials for consumption would be available. This was the rare time these Pokemon gathered in such masses, a grand opportunity for any researcher to observe how the Pokemon interacted with their fellows in great numbers. Many eyes looked into the valley below to see what they could see.

So focused were they that they missed what Moon did next. Until it was too late at least.

Decidueye was not a Pokemon that could fly with any excess of weight upon it, that was something Moon had learned soon after the Arrow Quill Pokemon evolved. But even with her clutching onto its chest, it could still control its fall, slowing more than enough for a safe landing even from great height. The flights upon her Ride Charizard's back to the Poke Pelago may have helped Moon's struggle with heights, but it was the time spent upon the mountain of Hokulani with Decidueye that allowed her to overcome it.

Enough to do what she did now.

The gasp and yell of Moon's name from those observing came far too late, the Pokemon holding her tight already having leaped out over the ravine, its outstretched wings catching the air and slowing the descent of the pair into the depths below. Guided downwards, seeking a rocky platform Moon had seen, the Pokemon landed well, even as Moon's name was yelled time and time again by those distressed by her action above. She'd had to move fast though. Had to reach the migration as it passed.

In case the one atop the back of a Turtonator in its midst were to disappear before she caught him.

“Yo there,” waving from the back of the Pokemon he trusted in fully, even knowing her shell was dangerously explosive, Ryuki Oda looked up at the rock outcropping ahead, Moon standing upon it and looking down at him, a Decidueye standing behind her. Moving to stand himself, Ryuki continued to wave. “How're you doing, Moon?”

Wind whipped through the narrow valley far below the rocklands shelf above, carrying a cloud of dust with it, stirred through the air by the onward march of the Turtonator herd, each trudging forward on all fours, red and yellow spined shells pointing at the sky, long necks ending in similarly shelled heads stretched forward. Moon raised the red shawl, marked with a deeper red dragon, that she had been given to her face, covering mouth and eyes as best she could. Poipole, floating around Moon, simply spun in place to push the dust away. Ryuki blinked in surprise.

“Hey now, you've been busy.” A tap and a word to the Turtonator he rode and she began to shift, changing her movement to break away from the herd, pushing through their numbers to the side. Others complained, this valley narrow and her intent to come to a stop making it difficult for more than one to pass her by at a time, but she did so all the same. Ryuki, visiting each population of dragons across Alola, had enjoyed watching his partner have the chance to join along with this herd, but now someone was calling him.

And Ryuki Oda always answered whosoever called his name.

“Need a lift up?” Raising his head, Ryuki could see others peaking over the edges of the clifftops high above, the sight of Moon descending from that height with a winged Pokemon slowing her fall having surprised him deeply. Not that he wouldn't do the same, but there was more than a decade of years between him and Moon. The way she grew, it was at a pace that seemed impossible to keep up with. She'd have an older spirit than him by the end of the year if she didn't slow down.

He found that kind of funny.

Moon looked up as well, seeing the same people staring down at her. Looking back to Ryuki she nodded, having gained his attention as she'd wished. Ryuki nodded back, and withdrew a pair of Pokeballs from a slot on the guitar-case slung over his back. In a fluid motion, one return and one release, Ryuki swapped Trixie for Serena, Turtonator for Dragonite. The orange Dragon Pokemon happily accepted Ryuki clambering onto her back, wings beating as she lifted up from the valley below, allowing the grumbling herd of Turtonator to properly continue their march. When she reached the rocky outcropping Moon had landed upon Moon returned Decidueye, before accepting the Dragonite's hand to cling onto its side as well. The Pokemon, of great strength despite an oft-peaceful expression, easily rose higher and higher carrying the two humans, until finally it crested the rocklands shelf above.

Immediately Moon found herself being lectured.

“Moon, why would you-” “Have you done that before?” “-scared us-” “Weren't you scared?” “-at least say something-” “Hey isn't that Ryuki?”

Hau and Lillie, the latter taking a little longer to recover from the panic of seeing Moon leaping from a high cliff edge than the former who was just happy to see Moon was okay, both stopped as Ryuki dismounted from his Dragonite's back and returned her to her Luxury Ball. Ryuki grinned.

“Yo yo, little miss Lillie, and that's Hau too! All three of you together, that means I win a prize!”

Moon, attempting to reassure Lillie despite her displeasure at Moon's cavalier action, looked up at Ryuki as he said this, the researchers around split between wanting to follow along the Turtonator herd's path and stay here to see what this strange figure with the Dragon Pokemon would do. Moon asked him what his prize was. Ryuki's smile focused on her.

“Well to start with, how about letting me see how that little one is doing?”

In a flash of red light Moon unleashed Shelgon, evolved form of Bagon, to Ryuki's absolute delight. With a whoop he squatted down, reaching out hands to the Endurance Pokemon's shell, poking and prodding at it in a way that looked as though it must be frustrating, yet the Pokemon simply leaned into the touch. Ryuki knew Dragon-type Pokemon like few others did; even among the Dragon Tamers Moon had only seen Pitaya herself display the same ability to interact with the Pokemon in that way.

Seeing Ryuki before her, and thinking of the Dragon Tamers, Moon vividly recalled the discussion she and Pitaya had had regarding one Ryuki Oda, the shining star come from distant lands. And the warnings the Guildmaster had given her.

“One of the most defining signs of experience among Pokemon Trainers is the ability to sense another's Bonds,” the Guildmaster had told Moon. “It is not something that can develop from anything but experience, that awareness of the power and Pokemon another Trainer has.” It was true, for Moon at least: even looking at Ryuki she couldn't tell anything about him. He gave the impression of being strong, and had demonstrated such the last time they had met, battling three of Alola's Captains without concern, but that did not mean Moon could feel it. She couldn't sense the monster that he kept.

“He has six Pokemon,” Pitaya had described Ryuki's visitation to the Dragon Tamers Guild, an act of respect any Dragon Tamer visiting a foreign land undertook, greeting the local caretakers of the incredibly powerful Pokemon type. “But one of them I do not understand.” Moon had pressed this. Pitaya shook her head. “He showed some, those he'd allied with locally around Alola. But one he did not show, one he kept secret, has an intensity to its Bond that I've never felt before. I would describe it as monstrous, but that does it disservice. Moon, whatever secret Pokemon Ryuki Oda is keeping with him, it may very well be one of the most powerful you will ever see.” It was then, and only then, that Pitaya gave a smile that looked far less like the serene and guiding Guildmaster and far more like a Pokemon Trainer with a great challenge before them. “I can only hope I cross paths with him in the Pokemon League so I might find out what it is first-hand.”

“Seriously,” Ryuki's words broke through Moon's thoughts, her focus aligning back upon him, “that's really impressive, Moon. You're going to show us a Salamence at the League, right?” Moon nodded and lifted a hand, touching the cord holding the Key Stone around her neck. Ryuki focused on it. “No kidding? Then you've got a Salamencite too?” Moon's nod drew a real whistle out of Ryuki. Who'd given her that? Irresponsible no doubt. But... kinda cool too. Ryuki stood back up, Shelgon making a muted noise after the man withdrew his touch. “Arright, lesson time then, here comes Ryuki Oda's Crash Course in Mega Evolved Pokemon!”

Moon stood at attention, Ryuki's offer of guidance instantly appealing. Hau, listening in on all of this, quickly stepped up to hear as well, even though he neither had a Key Stone nor a Pokemon that would become a Pokemon that could Mega Evolve. He wanted to hear it anyway. Lillie listened as well, but she kept back too. She was still a little upset at Moon for worrying her like that.

Ryuki messed with his guitar-case, before pulling from another slot a cord with a rainbow pendant hung from it, a Key Stone all of his own. Moon focused on it. So he'd show that at the League too...

“So Mega Evolved Pokemon start pulling at their Bond the moment they transform, growing more tired by the second as they use more and more strength. They'll run out and turn back the second either the Pokemon or Trainer runs out of gas, and once they do they're pretty much out. I've seen a couple of Z-Moves and it's pretty similar, but I'd say Mega Evolution is more demanding on the Pokemon than the Trainer. That much power constantly pumping into them is real rough. Every Mega Evolved Pokemon acts differently, but they're all going wild in their own way. That makes Mega Evolution real scary if you can't fully trust your Pokemon. So that's lesson one: don't do it if you've got even a single doubt – at least not somewhere safe without friends to help you out if things get bad.”

A synchronised nod from Moon and Hau brought a smile to Ryuki's face. Here he was teaching some kids, that was a new one. Well, stars shone equally on all.

“Have either of you ever pulled back on your Bonds?” The shake of the children's heads, confused at the question, had Ryuki explain further. “So we give strength to our Pokemon, and when we start off as Trainers, we just give without thinking, letting as much go as will go. But once you get used to that, and start thinking about it, you can pull back on the amount you give, and lower the strength your Pokemon can express. You've had some fights with people who were holding back despite seeming like they were going all out, right?” This got nods, both Moon and Hau having experienced that with Kahuna Hala and Kahuna Olivia. Ryuki nodded back. “Yep, so that's something most people have learned before they ever get around to Mega Evolving, not after. That way when you first Mega Evolve, you can hold back as much as you can so the power doesn't completely overload your Pokemon. You gotta ease into it and grow to get used to it together, you can't just go all out right away. That's just gonna make things go real bad, okay?”

Again nods. Good little students. Ryuki focused on Moon and Shelgon.

“Salamence are pretty headstrong, even among dragons. When they flip out, which they tend to do pretty easily, they start tearing up everything around them. Mega Evolved it gets way worse, they're pretty much going one-hundred percent 'raar I must destroy everything' from second one. This little guy's first Mega Evolution, if you, you especially Moon, don't hold back on that, then he's going to hurt a lot of people, and himself. I don't know if whoever gave you that Mega Stone explained it, but hear me out here: don't do it alone, don't do it in a crowded place, don't do it fighting something that's pushing you, and don't do it at full power. It's a lot but yo, Dragon Tamers gotta teach each other how to handle power, that's how we do it. Make sense?”

Moon nodded. When her Bagon had evolved into Shelgon, Pitaya had sat Moon down with both Rotom-dex and tomes of the Dragon Tamers, describing the Dragon Pokemon Salamence and its known brutal nature. She'd given the same warnings, even offered to take the Salamencite from Moon, and hold onto it until Moon felt ready, but Moon had chosen to keep it for herself. Still, hearing it a second time from Ryuki couldn't help but make her think maybe Pitaya had made a good point.

Moon lifted the Key Stone from her neck and put it into a pocket. No-one present missed the motion. Ryuki grinned.

“But hey, I know you're gonna find your way all the same. So how about we give this little guy a test, and see how he's doing? I've got someone for him to meet anyway.” The Dragon Tamer's words drew a confused look from Moon, Ryuki withdrawing a Pokeball, bright orange and styled with a 'V', to unleash a silver and gold draconic Pokemon, bipedal, large scales standing out across its body. It shook and the scales rattled, a clanging noise emerging from them. Rotom-dex, always on standby for a new Pokemon to describe, jumped at the chance.

“Zzt, Hakamo-o, Scaly Pokemon, evolution of Jangmo-o. Dragon and Fighting-type Pokemon, it uses its scales for intimidation, attack, and defense!”

“Yep yep,” Ryuki nodded, the Scaly Pokemon pacing before him, posturing and flexing, eyeing off the similarly-sized Shelgon, whose yellow eyes within its shell narrowed at the Pokemon before it. “When Dragon Tamers visit foreign lands, we go find where we all gather and do a little cultural exchange. I brought a Gible I hatched back in Hoenn with some of the Dragon Tamers there and they gave me a Jangmo-o in return. Been raising him since, travelling Alola, just getting used to the pace of this place. He'll be a big strong Kommo-o by the League next year, just like your buddy there will be a Salamence if you keep it up. Could call them rivals!”

Moon didn't miss the way the two dragon Pokemon were eyeing one another. Rivals indeed.

“So then!” With a clap of his hands, Ryuki bounced back a few steps, “here's a pair of dragons we've been raising for about the same time, why don't we let them get to know one another? Knowing they've got a strong rival getting stronger, that'll encourage them to get stronger too, y'know! That's one of the best ways to help Pokemon grow!”

Hau immediately inscribed Ryuki's words deep in his heart.

For a moment Moon thought, wondering about the fairness in battling someone like Ryuki, who she knew to be ridiculously strong. But Shelgon turned and looked to her with a noise that almost seemed to plead for Moon to let this battle occur. So she nodded and asked for space so she and Shelgon could stand opposite Ryuki and his Hakamo-o.

Let their battle begin.

“Moon,” Pitaya had said, “here is the strategy for facing Ryuki, and every Trainer whose power significantly outmeasures your own. First do not expect victory with this. In the end, a Trainer with power, wisdom, and caution will never fall to such tactics. Once wide enough, the gap between Trainers becomes insurmountable without further training. If you fought Ryuki now, you would lose. First accept that.” She had. Pitaya continued. “Because you are outmatched, Trainers will first think only in terms of power. They will make strategic mistakes, believing their Pokemon can push through the retaliation they might suffer. This is the first step to overcoming them. Those mistakes, those opportunities to attack, you must use them perfectly. Target them in ways that slow and weaken, that prevent those Pokemon from using that same level of power again. Exploit frustration when they fail to overcome you with the power they expected to. Maintain calm and precision. But never even once believe you have won. Not until it is over. This will allow you to beat a single Pokemon of a foolishly arrogant superior power.”

Hakamo-o's clanging scales rang out loud as its fist crashed into the barrier raised by Shelgon, the Endurance Pokemon's ability to negate blows a core tactic with its slow speed in this shelled form. Ryuki smiled, ordering Hakamo-o to perform a multi-hit attack to bust on through. A display of pure power. Moon looked for the ideal move.

“As you push back against an opponent, they will change their strategy based on their nature,” Pitaya's voice continued to echo in Moon's mind. “The truly arrogant will become infuriated, believing they should face no challenge from you, and apply more and more power still. Your goal then is defense, and evasion, as they push their Pokemon to exhaustion in an attempt to overwhelm your own. No Pokemon is above exhaustion, and a Trainer lacking in caution will risk such to prove themselves. That is the way to beat that type.”

A trio of rapid punches broke through the barriers Shelgon had raised, but weakened by those barriers they did not stun the Pokemon they struck, who breathed a rush of draconic energy over the Hakamo-o in return. It stumbled back, the power effective upon it. Moon kept her focus.

“The fearful,” Pitaya went on, “will become overly cautious. Doubt themselves as you push back against them, and order their Pokemon to keep distance. As their confidence recovers, they will overwhelm you, and so you must use this one moment of self-doubt to push against them and never relent. Be unrelenting. Overwhelm them. They will not regain control and they will lose in turn.”

With a propelled launch of significant power, despite its stubby legs, Shelgon closed the gap formed by Hakamo-o stumbling back, slamming into it at full force, Moon ordering another draconic strike. Ryuki grinned and whistled a tune that evoked the wind whipping through the valley behind them, the magmatic pulse beneath the heart of the rocklands, the cries of Pokemon in the distance and the movement of clouds overhead. The song of Alola.

“To the skilled you will lose.” Pitaya said it plainly. “They will neither be overtaken by arrogance or caution: instead what they will do will be the end. They will acknowledge you. And once that gap, that belief they can beat you regardless of what they do, is gone you will lose. For they will apply tactics borne of experience that out-measures your own, and power from Pokemon yours cannot compare to. When that happens, Moon, do you know what the most important thing to do is?” Moon didn't. Pitaya told her. “It is to accept it. There will always be another chance in the future. Remember that.” She had said that she would.

Hakamo-o, with an overwhelming rush, punched Shelgon down and punched again and again, a rain of blows that shattered each barrier Moon called for, stunning the Endurance Pokemon over and over. When Ryuki called his Pokemon to step back, to give room once more, Shelgon staggered woozily to its feet. But Moon knew. Ryuki knew. This contest of strength was over.

Ryuki Oda the winner today.

“Of course,” Pitaya had gone on to conclude, “even if this allows you to beat one strong Pokemon, in a battle of numbers there is no way to maintain such an advantage for the length of it. The longer a battle goes, the more Pokemon are involved, the more the stronger Trainer will come to acknowledge you and give it their all. That is simply the gap that can only be crossed with training and experience, not tactics and heart. If you wish to make it to the tournament next year, you must accept you will be standing as one of the least experienced and able of all those there. Use these strategies well, but from the moment you stand on that stage expect nothing. Simply give it your all. That is the best advice I can give you. Then when the next League comes, go further. And the League after that too. I believe you can, so do not be cowed by the strength of those before you. Simply will yourself to reach that level one day. With that belief, you will overcome in time.”

“Honestly,” Ryuki stepped forward, Hakamo-o sitting heavily on the ground, sharp-hooked jaws opening and panting heavily, “that's closer than you'd think. My guy's real tired too now. They're similar power, really. It was down to the wire.”

Moon appreciated Ryuki saying that, but she knew she still had far further to go. He smiled to hear that. Good, that was the attitude he wanted to hear from her. The nature that would push her further and further beyond all challenges. Someone like her... would be a star too. When the time came for them to clash for real, they'd each shine so much the brighter because of it. Sure she was a kid, sure she was barely a few months into her Pokemon journey, but she had a whole life of shining ahead of her. Ryuki would motivate her every step of the way.

He was looking forward to everything she did.

“See Shelgon has this major armour, and is really slow, right?” Now standing before her, Moon returning Shelgon to its Pokeball, Ryuki gave a little more lesson on dragons. “Plus it learned to make barriers for defense, so you think 'oh the strategy is maximum defense!'. But that's not actually true.” Moon looked at Ryuki in surprise. The Dragon Tamer gave her a grin. “There's still a dragon in there, and dragons love nothing more than going all out. You were thinking defend then attack, but actually even with Shelgon it's still attack then defend. Did you see my Hakamo-o slamming its scales together whenever you attacked it?” Moon shook her head, then nodded a moment after. Now that she thought about it, she had. “So that sets its scales rattling, increasing its punch strength, but also disrupts attacks. That's its nature that it uses to fight, but Shelgon wasn't giving into its full nature to fight for itself. That's really what won it for me.”

Moon considered that. Was she directing her Pokemon wrong? Not following its true nature and holding it back? Perhaps. Ryuki smiled at her clear thoughts.

“Okay, well,” with a flick of his wrist, he used his own Pokeball to call Hakamo-o back, “think I'll head off. Trixie enjoyed playing with the local Turtonator, but there're plenty more dragons to see around Alola, and plenty more sets to play. I might head back to Malie and rock a few more houses – you didn't see any of my shows last month, did you?” Moon shook her head. Ryuki looked downcast. “Well,” looking up again with a grin after, he lifted the guitar-case off of his shoulder, “maybe I can put one on here and-”

“Excuse me please!” The loud call of Samson Oak, among the researchers watching over this battle between Trainers, interrupted Ryuki's preparation to rock out. “This is a research area for studying local Pokemon, I'd like to avoid any loud shows that might drive them even further away, thank you!”

“Ah,” with an almost shamed expression Ryuki slung the guitar-case back over his shoulder. Shrugged to Moon. He seemed awkward now. “Well, I'll, head out then. Good seeing you Moon, hey Hau, hey Lillie, look after her okay?” Hau saluted, Lillie taking a moment before nodding, putting the finishing touches on the speech she was preparing to give Moon about jumping off of cliffs even if she had Pokemon with her thank you very much it still scared others! Messing with a Luxury Ball, Ryuki brought his Drampa, Dazzle, out and clambered onto the Pokemon's back.

“No doubt I'll run into you again sooner or later,” the red-clad Dragon Tamer gave a wave, “so keep getting stronger so you can shine on the final stage too. G'bye now!” And just like that the massive Dragon-type Pokemon lifted into the sky, bearing Ryuki along and off into the distance. Towards the next stage he'd stand upon.

Towards the next place awaiting his song.

The third day following the research camp's instantiation felt restless. Moon joined the others observing the eastern coast of Ula'ula, the Turtonator herd having set up across a fresh volcanic field, Alolan Geodude, Diglett, and their evolutions present in the area too – interactions between those Pokemon useful research as well. She watched the ocean, sea Pokemon darting about, even a few people far out surfing atop Pokemon back. But Moon found it hard to focus, thinking about her battle with Ryuki, and the League in just over seven months' time. She'd made promises to never push herself the way she had before, to not drive herself to breaking point, but she also felt determined to try and go a little further all the same. She was enjoying this time with Hau and Lillie, enjoying their enjoyment of this trip, seeing all these Pokemon and simply taking it easy. But she felt restless too.

So when a lunchbreak came and she, along with the others, returned to the main camp, Moon wasn't disappointed at all to discover someone had come to fetch her.

Captain Acerola waved with a smile.

“Alola alola,” repeating a word was originally Mina's thing, but Acerola had co-opted it after spending enough time around the Poni Island Captain. As Moon approached with interest, unsure of who this was – yet to meet Acerola in person – Lillie and Hau raced over to the Captain, both having spent time with her already over the last month to pass. Pleased as could be Acerola greeted them in return, but quickly enough asked them to introduce her properly.

Lillie turned and waved for Moon to approach.

“Moon,” with a smile Lillie took a step back so Moon could stand before the small Captain, “this is Captain Acerola. Captain Acerola, Moon.”

Acerola, Captain of Ula'ula Island's southern side, wore a dress that appeared almost patchwork, various hues of purple from pale lavender to almost black stitched together into shape. Her hair was a deep purple too, hanging in curls around her head. A golden band, something that was neither Z-Ring nor Key Stone holder to Moon's eyes, was clasped around her upper left arm, a Captain's symbol pinning up some of her hair. Acerola smiled with an easy-going expression.

“Hey hey Moon, so good to finally meet you!” Moon ducked her head, expressing the same. She'd heard about Acerola from Lillie and Hau, who both smiled as Acerola turned her grin on them. Then back to Moon. “Okay in that case, how're you feeling, Moon? I heard your fifth Trial went great!”

It had, Moon nodded. The complexity of her feelings at the time were still difficult to dig into, coalescing further and further into one overall block of emotion as time went by. Looking back now, Moon recalled a beautiful and sombre sight she stood against with her Pokemon, and the joining of Poipole to her team. Maybe that was for the best though. Acerola bobbed her head again as Moon focused on her.

How Moon was feeling now though? Honestly, restless. That got the Captain grinning as wide as she could. Well then... well then!

“If that's the case, how do you feel about making the trip to Tapu Village to take my Trial? If you follow the main road you'll be there before sundown, and then I can teach you about the Trial and get you started on it! No rush if you're not ready buuuuuuut you are, aren't you?”

Hau and Lillie both looked at Moon. Moon looked directly at the Captain. And nodded. Acerola clapped with delight. “Then Moon, then Moon,” stepping to the side, giving a bow, Acerola extended her hand, indicating the direction she'd come from. It was Moon's journey to make it to Tapu Village on her own, but Acerola would be there soon after to get her started, “I'll see you there.”

Moon turned back to Hau and Lillie. Each seemed surprised by the speed at which this had happened, at which the Captain had come to collect Moon and Moon had agreed to go. But... each of them saw Moon's determination. She was intent to do this. So each smiled to see her off.

“Make sure to show that Trial who's boss!” Hau clapped Moon on the shoulder, Moon reaching up a hand to push his own back, giving him a smile.

“Moon,” Lillie stepped forward, Moon not stepping back but also not prepared for this sudden closeness. Lillie looked up at her with a concerned expression. “Please don't jump off any more cliffs.” Well, Moon tried to smile, she couldn't promise~ Lillie reached out and wrapped a hand around Moon's wrist, holding onto it. Moon was sure Lillie could feel Moon's rapid pulse without question. Lillie's bright green eyes stared into Moon's brown own. “Please look after yourself.”

Slowly, Moon nodded. Lillie sighed, stepping back and letting Moon go. The absence of touch around her wrist Moon immediately felt, moving her own hand to grasp it. Lillie caught the motion. “I'm sorry, Moon, I just-” no no, Moon shook her head, she'd be better. She didn't want to scare Lillie. Ever. Lillie smiled then. Moon stayed silent. “Then,” raising her head, a big smile to see Moon off, Lillie gave her blessing as well, “do your best!”

And with those words and those moments filling up her head, Moon turned and set upon the path, south-west from the rocklands, to find her way to Ula'ula Island's southern point. To the ruins of Tapu Village, site of rebellion.

And the sixth Trial of the Alola Island Challenge.

Chapter Text

Despite being the largest of the four islands of Alola, Ula'ula Island far paled to Melemele and Akala in terms of connection between settlements. The road running south from Malie City extended out to smaller places in the foothills, and even towards the eastern coast of the island and small pockets of housing along it, but through the rocklands themselves changed to a dust and rock path soon after passing the location of the Blush Mountain Geothermal Power Plant. The road that went west from Malie City split, its southern fork running up to Mount Hokulani's peak, its northern branch barricaded and abandoned. That way that once curved around the northern coast, connecting Malie City and Po Town together, had long since been sealed off.

There was no-one left with the desire to travel west, and none welcome to come east.

The road through the rocklands, the path travelled by Samson Oak, his research associates, the convoy of Ride Pokemon, and Lillie and Hau, later followed by Hapu and Moon, continued to curve around the island's east to south as little more than a path hewn through rock. The Haina Oasis, otherwise known as the Tapu Village Refuge Zone, expected nothing from the east nor held the desire to travel there. The southern side of Ula'ula Island was, in so many ways, cut separate from its north.

Mount Lanakila, highest peak of Alola, cast its shadow over the island's south as the day continued on. As the afternoon began to take shape and the Island Challenger Moon, continuing to walk the path of the rocklands, journeying to the site of her sixth Trial, crested a hill and looked out over the land below.

And then the sky went dark.

Once on Melemele Island, leaving Professor Kukui's lab on the third day of her Pokemon journey. Once on Akala Island, another lab left, this time that of Professor Burnet. Once when training with the Dragon Tamers of Ula'ula Island, the reports collected by the Dimensional Research Lab and Aether Foundation claiming the events to be caused by appearances of the Ultra Wormhole.

And once again now, all light gone in a single moment as Moon stared into a sky that was pitch black yet she could swear roiling with movement. The scream, so loud Moon winced, she recognised. Poipole, Ultra Beast, Pokemon from another world who remained by her side at all times now, was clutching onto Moon, burying its face under her arm. It was terrified. And now she understood.

The second time darkness had fallen there had been a scream. The same scream. That had been Poipole then. Now Moon knew: it had found her then that day, and been chased away by the darkness before it could reach her. She raised a hand, touching the Pokemon she couldn't see, and told it she was there. It quietened, its shaking slowing. Whatever was scaring Poipole, Moon wouldn't let it have them. Something scary caused by the Ultra Wormhole... Moon recalled another Ultra Beast's scream. UB-01 Symbiont, at the Aether Paradise, who'd emerged from an Ultra Wormhole and then been grasped and dragged back into it by a massive clawed hand of black. It had screamed too.

Another memory, two nights ago, Lillie speaking of the Legendary Pokemon of Alola, creatures who'd emerged from a hole of light. An Ultra Wormhole? Perhaps. Two days further back and Moon had been in the Malie Library, reading a book of legends, another donation from the collection of Captain Acerola's father. One story had stuck with her. About Alola's Legendary Pokemon, and a light-devouring beast they'd sealed away. It was said they'd chased it through a hole in the sky, the story one of the last written of the emissaries. Perhaps it had been through an Ultra Wormhole that creature that ate light had been sent.

And perhaps it was still hungry.

No gaze of discordant colour in the darkness met Moon's own, no answers to her challenge to the dark. Only moments of silence passing before light returned, the Ultra Wormhole's manifestation completed once more. Captain Sophocles had said the Ultra Wormhole created Totem Pokemon. Released a great volume of Z-Aura, bathing the land below and allowing Pokemon to transform. But that wasn't happening any more. The Ultra Wormholes that appeared had no power to give. Was the reason because another was taking it?

Ancient legends always spoke in terms abstract, the true meaning often hidden from obvious translation. If the heavens were the Ultra Wormhole, if the child of the emissaries were Nebby, then the light the emissaries brought to Alola, and the light the beast of darkness ate... perhaps...

Perhaps.

With the light of day returned Poipole slowly released its grip from Moon, its tiny hands scrunching at the fabric of the sleeveless pale yellow shirt she wore. The Dragon Tamers all had their own grand ideas of fashion, many benefited by the fact their outfits were mostly predetermined. Still, everyone had agreed Moon needed to take on Dragon Tamer yellow and Ula'ula red if she were changing her look. She didn't mind this, truthfully. It was different but... not unwelcome. And dressed like this, she remembered the time on Mount Hokulani. Of the vibrant and showboatish Dragon Tamers always competing to give her challenge and advice, friendship and guidance. Not one of them had ever shown caution of her, not the way so many did now. All they really wanted was to help out. That was the way of Alola, Pitaya had reminded Moon when she'd commented on it to the Guildmaster.

The way of Alola... Moon reached out a hand to Poipole and invited the Ultra Beast to return to her arms. It was still concerned, she could tell that with ease. With a happy sound it accepted her grasp and chirped happily as she held it against her chest. There. That was better.

From the hilltop overlooking the Haina Oasis, Moon descended to the gathering below.

The population of the Tapu Village Refuge Zone consisted of a rather even split of the apologetic and the unabashedly unapologetic. Caravans were scattered about the area, the only building a small motel for travellers visiting the Haina Desert and surrounding lands; in the end only a few dozen people residing here full time. Many of those wished to stay close to the Haina Desert, and the Ruins of Abundance within, to continue to give their thanks and praise to Tapu Bulu, Guardian Deity of Ula'ula. Many more wished to spite it. Refuse its demands to leave this land behind. This mixture, of those in prayer and protest, proved difficult to separate. So the Tapu chose to ignore them instead.

For being the closest to Tapu Bulu of any upon Ula'ula Island, those who lived here would never be heard.

The Tapu Village Refuge Zone was the staging ground for Island Challengers preparing to face their sixth Trial. Captain Acerola, tasked with care over the southern side of Ula'ula Island, spent much time on either side of Tapu Village, and was a key reason the winding road that stretched through the ruins could be safely travelled at all hours. But only that one road was the safe path. Beside it, at the far end of the Haina Oasis, a pair of Trial Gates stood. To walk through them was to declare yourselves to the only occupants Tapu Village had left. Moon, having descended from the hill with her eyes locked on the brightly coloured wooden posts across the area, wondered just what the sixth Trial might be.

She'd just have to wait for Captain Acerola to get here, she supposed.

The sound of the door to one of the rooms of the nearby motel opening drew her eyes, the one who'd just stepped out staring back at her, his own widening. Was this just going to keep happening every time he came out of somewhere he was staying? With a sigh Gladion gestured for Moon to join him for a talk. Might as well tell her too.

She was the one best able to keep Lillie safe, after all.

“I feel like I can't go anywhere these days without one of you jumping out at me.” Gladion's dismissive tone did nothing to dislodge the slight smirk on Moon's face at the sight of him. Hau and Lillie had told her about Gladion approaching them in Malie City. Maybe he complained far more about seeing them than he felt. Gladion chose not to acknowledge those words.

“Did they tell you then?” To his question she nodded: she knew Team Skull were searching for Cosmog. Lillie was with a group of researchers in the rocklands right now. Gladion glanced around as Moon said this, noting some members of Team Skull lazing about the place. Mostly they just hung out here to slack off while also flipping the metaphorical bird to Tapu Bulu. Still... “Here, move out of view.” Stepping to the side, Gladion indicated for Moon to move into the open doorway to his room, so that the way he was standing blocked sight of her. Better they weren't seen conversing. Poipole floated past the two into the room proper to satisfy its own curiosity, Moon watching it fly about. No sign of Type-Null inside. Gladion must have the Pokemon on him. Moon looked back to the teen boy.

“Make sure to keep her safe.” The intensity with which Gladion said this once she was looking at him stuck with Moon. He meant it so strongly. He knew her. He didn't reply to Moon's accusation. Moon's stare continued.

He looked like Lillie.

“That doesn't mean anything,” Gladion refused to meet Moon's eyes, his words unable to stop her own from widening. Wait, really? A frown creased his face as Moon asked again. Gladion shook his head. “Leave it,” he said it with strength that surprised Moon, though it was a far lesser surprise than what she felt acknowledging the relationship between him and Lillie she was sure she now knew. “Listen,” Gladion pushed a hand against the wall of the motel, his figure taller than Moon's own, “it's not important. What matters right now is that you keep her and Cosmog safe. I'll keep feeding Team Skull false information as long as I can, but I can already tell their trust in me is running out. And they have other people out looking too. Even if they're not that bright.”

Turning his head, Gladion cast a scathing eye over the few Team Skull Grunts he could see. One of them caught him looking and made a less than metaphorical gesture. Gladion looked back to Moon. She was still staring at him in curiosity. His frown failed to scare her off.

“I'm fine.” His reply to her question came curt, but when Moon refused to let that be all Gladion sighed and relented. “Like I said before: Type: Null is designed to pull as much through its Bond as possible. Because I have Eevee now, there's less for it to take when it fights. We've all gotten stronger since the last time you saw us though. I can't just leave looking after Lillie in your hands alone.”

Hau was with Lillie too. Moon's response earned a slight pause from Gladion, enough for Moon to more strongly repeat herself. Hau was with Lillie too. Gladion looked away.

“He's like that with everyone then,” the blonde-haired teen said it in a wistful tone, less biting than much of what he spoke in. “Ever since Wahiola I've been... less angry. It's almost annoying how effective he is at helping.” Moon's wide smile didn't ease Gladion's lack of comfort in admitting that. He cast his eyes around the circle of caravans that made up the Tapu Village Refuge Zone once more.

Then jolted to life and swung an arm around to Moon's side.

“Get in!”

Shoving Moon further into the motel room he had exited, Gladion pulled the door shut, turning away from it just as footfalls approached. As a figure crossed the area to stand before him, hands on her hips, a disapproving gaze to her yellow eyes. The Team Skull Admin Plumeria clicked her tongue.

“I thought you said that dog of yours didn't tire you out anymore.” The husky voice of Plumeria reached through the door of Gladion's motel room enough for Moon to immediately stiffen up, pressing her ear against it so she could hear everything while remaining fully aware the dangerous woman was so nearby. Poipole, still in the room, sensed its Trainer's stress and went silent too. Without any sign of concern, any revelation he was hiding a thing, Gladion answered back smoothly. An impressive feat indeed.

“I still need to sleep.” His reply earned a scoff from Plumeria, but she didn't say anything else as he continued. “I've been checking out this area, and now that I know it's clear, I'm going to head around the eastern coast.”

“Really now?” Plumeria tapped her foot, staring at the enforcer Guzma had picked up. She didn't trust Gladion an inch and frankly the most respectable thing about him was that he obviously didn't trust her either. He wasn't Team Skull no matter what he said or did. And she knew he knew she thought that. “So you think you'll find Cosmog out that way?”

“No it's in the mountains, like I said,” Gladion lied with ease. “But there's no good entrances into the mountain ranges from here, so I'm going to go in from Mount Hokulani.”

“Uh-huh,” Plumeria sounded skeptical. “And you're going around the coast to get there far slower than through the rocklands because...?”

Gladion shrugged. “I don't like the rocklands. Too dry.”

A bark of laughter from the lightly-tanned woman of pink and yellow hair, one of each of the two long tails of hair extending from either side of her head the differing colour. Gladion, with clear nerves of steel, didn't flinch as she shook her head. “Hmmph, useless. I don't know why Guzma lets you ride with us, you can't pull your weight even a little.”

“I'm stronger than the rest of Team Skull combined,” Gladion shot back. A cold gaze stared him down for saying that.

“I don't recall you helping in Malie.”

“You picked a fight with Kahili Hano and expected it to work out?” Gladion's lazy reply drew a frustrated huff from Plumeria. She continued to stare him down.

“You might be more useful than a lot of those numskulls but you're not nearly as cute, you little kid.” Plumeria's tone was growing more and more annoyed. “You know what being useful makes you? A good tool. That's it. And if you can't even be useful then you can go in the trash. They've got a recycling plant up at Malie, go visit it.”

Gladion smirked. “I'll see if I can find you a new attitude there.” Behind the door of his motel room Moon clamped a hand over her mouth to hold back the laugh she nearly gave. Plumeria just stared at Gladion. Then turned and left without a word more. He watched her go until she was upon the path of Tapu Village, making her way back to Ula'ula's western side. Then, and only then, did Gladion breathe out and step away from the door. Moon, still leaning against it, jumped back as it clicked and opened inwards.

Gladion gestured her out.

“Team Skull are common around here,” he warned her, Moon thanking him for keeping her out of Plumeria's sight, Poipole once again holding onto her back. Even with the strength Moon had gained compared to the person she was before, her Pokemon stronger than ever, Plumeria she still didn't want to fight. That woman just felt way too dangerous. If Moon could avoid the Team Skull Admin, she would. That was her decision.

“They hang around the Refuge Zone to slack off,” Gladion continued, “pop up in Mahihinu to cause trouble, and if you go north from there their home-base, Po Town, is packed full of them. Once you're done with your Trial I'd take Lillie and get off this island, if you can.” Moon couldn't promise that. It depended on what Hau and Lillie wanted to do as well. Not to mention Kahili and Professor Kukui. Gladion shrugged.

“Well if you all keep together it'd take a lot of the stress off of me. Keeping Lillie near Kahili would help a lot. She's strong.”

Moon nodded. Lillie had mentioned her whole family were fans of the legendary golfer and trainer. Compared to Gladion's stoic handling of Plumeria moments before, when Moon said that he actively and visibly flinched. Then gave her a displeased look. Moon smiled serenely. It didn't improve his mood.

“Listen,” shaking his head, Gladion took a step towards the motel room, giving up on the fresh air he'd been planning on getting before running into Moon, “just promise me you'll keep her and Cosmog safe. If Team Skull get their hands on it, it'll be a bigger disaster than you can imagine, okay?” Moon nodded. Then tilted her head. Really, this would all be a lot easier if Gladion just dropped Team Skull and stayed with them instead.

He flinched again.

“I...” for the first time, the blonde-haired and green-eyed teen, features so similar to Lillie that Moon felt annoyed it had taken her this long to realise, seemed at a loss for words. Eventually he just shook his head. “I'm going to rest.” And closed the motel room door behind him. Moon, staring at it, voiced aloud that she would. She would keep Lillie safe. A noise of acknowledgement came from within. Thus that conversation came to an end.

Moon stepped down from the motel doors and moved further towards the Haina Oasis, deeper into the Tapu Village Refuge Zone. Captain Acerola had stayed behind with the research team, firstly to give Moon time to travel on her own – the journey one of a few wild Pokemon battles Moon had easily overcome – and secondly to talk more with Hau, Lillie, and Samson himself. Moon wouldn't know, but Hapu would soon appear as well to be notified by Acerola that tomorrow would be the day to visit the Ruins of Abundance.

Without a single doubt the Captain believed Moon would overcome her Trial that night.

The oasis at the centre of the Refuge Zone was a pool of clear water, greenery growing thick around it. Moon understood little of Tapu Bulu or its power over plants, the Island Deity able to make all manner of flora grow as it wished, and so only acknowledged this sight as beautiful, not as an expression of the Tapu's strength.

She'd see more than enough of that soon enough.

But for now Moon looked out at the oasis and wondered what was next. The Refuge Zone was small, no Pokemon Center in sight. Looking around Moon saw a caravan nearby, an older woman standing just outside of it, her skin tanned and hair white, enjoying a cup of something in the afternoon heat. Moon walked towards the woman, having learned this lesson well. Alola meant to look out for one another. Thus those in need could always reach out. The woman spotted Moon approaching and lowered her cup with a smile. Moon smiled back. Another part of the Island Challenge more important than the Trials was to become a part of Alola. To talk to people. Reach out to them and allow them to reach out to you. Such is Alola.

Moon was so thankful she'd been given the chance to learn that.

“Good afternoon, dearie,” the woman smiled at the young girl who was approaching her, clothed in yellow and perfect Ula'ula red, a shawl of the same colour over her shoulders. A purple Pokemon was floating with her – a fantastic sign meaning this girl was clearly a Trainer loved by this partner who travelled with her without concern – drawing the woman to smile even more. Here was a fine young girl, with an Island Challenge Amulet to boot! “Are you here for your Trial?” Moon's nod drew an impressed noise from the woman, who only now realised how young this girl looked. She seemed like she should barely have begun her Island Challenge! “You must be doing very well.” Another nod from Moon. A thoughtful sound in response. Then a question. “How may I help you?”

There wasn't a Pokemon Center nearby, was there? Moon's question received a shake of the older woman's head. “I'm afraid not, the nearest is in Mahihinu, on the other side of Tapu Village. But if you're looking for somewhere to rest for a moment, I'd be happy to offer you a place to sit and a meal to eat! My granddaughter had just stopped by, but she didn't end up staying for dinner. She's always so headstrong and busy, just like her mother! Well, such is life, I suppose.”

Moon had spoken to her mother during her time with the Dragon Tamers. But since returning to Malie City things had been such a whirlwind of activity she hadn't contacted home since then. Thinking of her mother, reminded of her by the caring maternal nature of this older woman, Moon felt as though she wanted to talk to her again. The older woman, catching a contemplative look on the young girl's face, asked and Moon answered honestly.

A wide grin crossed the face of the woman at the girl's words.

“Well that's lovely, you must be a wonderful daughter. Pokemon journeys are about finding your own way, but remembering to send word back home to those that care about you is important too! I'm afraid I don't have a good way for you to contact her, but you'll be able to find that in Mahihinu when you get there. Tell her I sent my best wishes, and that I also made sure you had a good meal too! If you'll take a seat, I'll prepare something for you and your partner there.” Delighted to have a visitor in her humble caravan home to feed, the older woman set to cooking a meal. Moon and Poipole both settled at a small table, and each relaxed in an atmosphere that could only be a home well cared for.

Moon began to think it might be time she visited her own.

“Captain Acerola visits us often here,” the woman spoke as she cooked, Moon contentedly listening in. “And often she has an Island Challenger with her. Though Tapu Village is a husk of its former self, knowing it can still be part of a Pokemon journey, a site of a Trial, means a lot. The spirit hasn't truly left that place. That's important to a lot of the people who used to live there, you know?”

Moon didn't. What was wrong with Tapu Village? The woman paused and looked back.

“Where are you from, dearie? Kanto? And you recently moved to Alola? How wonderful, I hope this land and its people are treating you well.” They were, Moon confirmed. She cared for them all a lot. But what about Tapu Village? The woman nodded. “Well you might not have realised it, but Tapu Village is right nearby. Did you see the Trial Gates?” Moon paused. There was just a mass of plantlife beyond the gates. Trees and bushes and the like. The woman nodded again.

“Yes, that is Tapu Village. Or its remains, I should say.” This shocked Moon. She remained silent as the woman continued. “Some, oh, ten years ago now Tapu Village was one of the most important places to the Tapu, built as it was in the shadow of Mount Lanakila. A company, wanting to create business in Alola, sought to build a shopping centre as Tapu Village expanded, a Thrifty Megamart if you can believe it.” Moon had seen such a shop in Akala's Royal Avenue. It had looked busy. The woman sighed. “Too busy for our Guardian Deities – Tapu Bulu was very upset at having such a thing built in a sacred site. It lashed out and destroyed the building, its incredible power overgrowing all of Tapu Village too. That's why we live here, outside of the village's remains, and why so many more people moved to Mahihinu to the west. Such is the cost of insulting our Guardians so deeply.”

Moon frowned. She didn't like that. Not at all. The woman, cooking food over a small stove, turned back to her with a tired smile.

“Now now, it can't be helped. The Tapu care for and protect all of Alola, it's only right that we care for their sacred sites in turn. Everything that happened back then... was just everyone getting a little bit ahead of themselves. But we all learn from making mistakes, so as not to repeat them again. That is the way things are.”

With food served, Moon and Poipole both ate. The taste of pure home cooking, made with familial love honed over years and generations, struck Moon deeply. She wiped at her eyes but failed to keep the tears back.

“There you go,” handing her a tissue, the old woman smiled to see Moon's reaction. To be brought to tears over home cooking, this girl... “I think it will be good if you visit your mother again soon.” Moon nodded. It would.

And as the meal ran down, the old woman happy to ask Moon all about her journey around Alola, a voice called into the caravan as a small figure stuck her purple-haired head within. “Hey auntie, have you seen- oh there you are Moon! Glad you could make it!”

Captain Acerola smiled to see Moon, who stood and nodded in response, explaining the woman here had been looking after her until Acerola arrived. Acerola raised a hand, holding out two fingers for a victorious 'V'. The woman waved at her.

“Okay then, Acerola dearie, make sure young Moon here has a good Trial.”

“I will!” Acerola continued to smile, waiting as Moon made her way across the caravan to follow the Captain. “I'll stop by after, so make me some food too!”

“Yes yes,” with a smile the woman responded, “do your best, Moon!” Moon waved back and thanked her, from the bottom of her heart. The woman smiled at that too. What a good young girl. Honestly.

She wasn't nearly as scary as people had said.

“Alright.” Once outside Acerola began to walk, the Trial Gates outside the overgrown Tapu Village only a few minutes away. “Time for my Trial, Moon! The remains of Tapu Village lie ahead, the destroyed Thrifty Megamart smack-dab in the middle! The entire place is su~uper haunted so this Trial's about the Ghost-type of Pokemon, are you ready for that?”

Moon nodded. She was. Acerola grinned.

“So the Trial's pretty simple – you need to go in there and then get the attention of the Totem! How you do that is up to you: it's somewhere in Tapu Village, you just have to find and draw it out! Sound good?”

Another nod from Moon. She understood. Then she stopped and asked. Was Acerola okay with what Tapu Village was? The Captain frowned.

“Tapu Village was my family village for generations,” Acerola spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. “My family goes back to the old royalty of Alola, we have a real ancient history.” Moon didn't know much of anything about the old royalty. Acerola shrugged when she said that. “But the royalty stopped mattering generations before I was born, so it's not really something to worry about, right?” The slow nod of Moon's head showed she understood, but not that she got it. Acerola just gave a smile. “It's the same for Tapu Village! Sure I was a couple of years old when everything happened, but not like, really old enough for it to matter. So I don't worry! No problems!” The Captain held up another 'V'. Moon frowned. She still didn't like it. Acerola turned Moon around by the shoulders and began pushing her forward, Poipole floating overhead. “No worries, no worries,” the Captain chirped in Moon's ear, “Let's focus on your Trial! Once you go through those Trial Gates it's a signal to the Ghost Pokemon living in Tapu Village that they're allowed to go all out! The normal path they won't mess with anyone on, but you they're all going to want to know about! Are you ready?”

Moon was standing now before the Trial Gates. This close she could finally tell, the mass of greenery before her wasn't just grown from the ground. It was breaking through stone buildings, twisting out of shattered windows, covering paths, and subsuming an entire broken village. This was Tapu Village, a place humans had once lived, now overgrown and filled with ghosts. So this was the site of Alola's sixth Trial. Poipole, floating next to Moon, made a noise of the same query. Moon nodded.

She was ready.

And through the gates she strode.

A droplet of water fell from an overhead pipe, running down the twisted and coiling vines that had split its metal open, collecting more beaded drops one by one as it grew larger and larger before gravity pulled it downwards and it fell further still. A broad fern leaf sagged under the heavy drop's impact, the water shattering into a splash in all directions. Moon raised a hand and touched her cheek, now wet, as she continued past the ruined buildings of Tapu Village, onwards into the dark.

She'd seen Ghost Pokemon in the Hau'oli Cemetery. Fought with them upon Memorial Hill. And formed Bonds with some as well. Decidueye, final evolution of Rowlet, her longest and most beloved partner, was part Ghost-type itself. Moon knew the Pokemon held fascination with people, a desire to earn their acknowledgement, and an attitude that drove them to perform obsessive actions to do so. Many Ghost Pokemon in less populated areas, where they couldn't interact with people regularly, were known to be quite dangerous. Stories abounded warning young children to avoid silent places the Ghost-type lurked.

Even knowing Tapu Village was a Trial Site, under the care of Captain Acerola, still walking through it Moon felt a discomfort. Poipole, floating always with her, maybe felt the same for its unusual silence.

It was so quiet.

Row by row of ruined houses, setting sun casting long shadows between them, old stone and thick vegetation muffling the slight wind finding its way down empty pathways. As soon as Moon passed the threshold of the Trial Gates things were different, the ground thick with grass, each blade swaying back and forth as she pushed through. From the base of Mount Lanakila where a path to its peak was carved, all the way down to the black-sanded shores of Ula'ula Island’s most southern point Tapu Village stretched, consumed. Vines wormed their way through what was once solid stone, trees puncturing floor after floor of buildings, their wide canopies keeping the sun's light from ever truly blessing this land again. Alola's summer was in full force, heat and humidity almost omnipresent. The rocklands, and Haina Oasis, had been bone dry, but as soon as Moon entered Tapu Village things were different. There was moisture in the air. That and chill.

She shivered.

It was so stark, the difference. Before it had been red stone, thin grass, dry air and the rare tree. A dusty path that stretched to the town, promising safe travel. The land not judged by the touch of Tapu Bulu.

But then the rest was this way. Greenery so thick it was hard to move, Moon pushing through a dense mass of ferns, the plants closing the way behind her unwilling to allow retreat, silent stone relics overgrown by plantlife of all kinds towering above her. Moon had seen the power of Tapu Koko, defeating her with ease during her first Trial. She'd seen the power of Tapu Lele, burying Plumeria's Pokemon without trouble. But now she realised she'd seen only a fraction of what they could truly do. Small little actions of brushing aside a foe. This, this was a Tapu's real power. Tapu Bulu, Guardian Deity of Ula'ula Island, had destroyed this place.

The shiver didn't stop as Moon's skin pricked in the cool air of night as the moon rose over Alola once more. As the ghosts of Tapu Village began to rise again.

Poipole shifted, moving across a road between buildings, thick roots emerging from the soft earth and then diving below again like a Gyarados twisting through the ocean's waves. A pile of loose rocks, set atop a collapsed section of wall, shook slightly as the floating purple Pokemon stared at them. Moon, looking from where she was, trying to find anything within the empty village, turned in time to see the Ultra Beast float in through a hole in the side of the building it had approached. She frowned and moved to follow after. The shadows of night stretched further as clouds crossed over the moon.

It had been a home once, the broken wall leading into what might have been a place people ate. A collapsed table, legs rotted away, mushrooms growing from its surface, gently gave as Moon stepped upon it, the grass inside the building so thick she couldn't see the ground. She called out to Poipole, hearing a returning sound from beyond a staircase up ahead. Shaking her head Moon stepped towards it, calling for the Pokemon to return to her.

Her foot sunk through the grass up to her knee.

The sudden change unbalanced her, Moon tripping and falling, disappearing into the thick grass that had eaten the building's once wooden floor. Its twisting growth beneath the table had held it up against Moon's weight, but without that surface could not support her. Moon, breathing heavily, clutched at the cold dirt beneath her, grass pushing against her face making it impossible to see. She struggled to sit up, the plants around her seeming to hold on but proving unable to stop her. Her head rising above the surface, Poipole's bright blue eyes stared back into Moon's brown own. She huffed and reached up a hand, placing it on the Pokemon and pushing down against it to help her back to her feet. Kindly, Poipole did not complain.

As soon as Moon was standing, patting down her clothing for any dirt or grass stuck to her, Poipole shoved its prize into her face, a ragged stuffed animal, barely resembling the Pikachu it had once been. Now the toy's fur was faded grey, body missing half its shape, head deflated, covering soft with wet mould and rot. Moon pushed it away, telling the Pokemon to put it down. Poipole made a complaining noise back at Moon, unwilling to drop the prize it had found upstairs. Moon, losing the will to argue, pushed through the thick grassy floor of the building towards the stairs Poipole had floated above. The bottom half of them were missing, instead a huge mass of fern leaves sticking out of it. Moon shook her head and turned back to Poipole, who was spiralling about in the air with the rotten stuffed Pikachu held tight to it. She shook her head again.

Nothing about this place made her feel alright.

It was colder outside again, the wind now sounding out between the buildings of Tapu Village, Moon clutching the dragon shawl tighter around her. She'd left her bag with Captain Acerola, heading into the Trial with just her Pokemon and self. No jacket. She regretted that now. Considered turning and heading back to the Captain to get it. Then stopped. Which... way had she come from? Moon turned around, the features of the village unrecognisable. Heavy tree canopies overhead blocked what little light made their way through the clouded sky, darkness thickening minute by minute as the night went on. The ground, lush with plantlife, showed none of her footfalls, the grass already springing back from her prior steps. Moon turned and called for Poipole, asking the Pokemon to fly up and tell her the way.

No answer.

...

Poipole?

Moon called again. And again. And received no answer but for the cool wind setting goosebumps across her skin. She returned to the house, its floor thick with deep grass, and called one more time. But when she looked down it was light stone flooring, smooth, only dust across its surface. This wasn't where she'd just been. She stepped back. And a cool touch settled upon her cheek.

Moon slapped at it, hand striking her own face hard, pressing the cool leaf that had been caught in the wind and blown into her against her now stinging skin. She breathed in and out, heartbeat pounding, thinking desperately about what she should do next.

She... didn't know what to do.

The wind was growing louder, Moon's own breath now visible before her. It shouldn't be this cold, not at this time. But it was. She shivered, trying to think of what to do. She had the rest of her Pokemon with her but... she didn't know how Poipole had disappeared. Would they disappear too if she let them out? The loudness of the wind made it too hard to think, Moon moving to a building, the thick roots of a tree growing through it having broken open a way in. It was colder inside still, but the wind wasn't able to reach her. She clutched the shawl tighter, looking around the room for anything she could use. But the plantlife was too thick to start any fire safely, she couldn't ask Shelgon to do that. Where was the best place to go? Acerola had said the Thrifty Megamart was in the village's centre, could Moon find something there? Some way to call for help? Or Poipole? She didn't know.

But she had to try.

Muted by thick clouds only the faintest hint of light made its way through the canopy above, barely revealing the hole torn through the building's rooftop by the tree growing up from its floor. Only when she stood beneath that tree, hand upon its trunk and staring upwards, did Moon see it. Ah, that would help.

She hoped.

Decidueye in a flash of red manifested, quickly settling behind Moon, thick feathered wings wrapping around her, bringing her warmth. She sighed into her Pokemon's touch, wishing she could stay like this. But she couldn't, not while Poipole was out there. So instead she asked her partner to take hold of her and jump, to bring them both up the tree piercing the rooftop so they might see out over the plant-consumed town. A soft sound of acknowledgement came from the Arrow Quill Pokemon as its wings tightened around Moon, holding her to it, and its legs tensed before it leaped, jump by jump ascending the tree leading above. The heavy beating of wings and cries of Zubat and Golbat overhead, taking off from the rooftop as Moon and Decidueye appeared upon it, reminded Moon it was said this town was filled with Ghost Pokemon. She hadn't seen one yet though.

Had she?

Moon couldn't see where to go from here either. It was too dark, and the surroundings too much the same, thick plantlife over collapsed buildings. She asked Decidueye for guidance, the Pokemon looking out over the distance with far better vision in the dark, answering Moon's request for the direction to what looked like the largest building. If anything was going to be the Thrifty Megamart...

Should she even be going there? She needed to find Poipole. She didn't know where it was though. Maybe the Totem would help her, if she bested it? She didn't know where the Totem was either. Just that she had to draw it out. Would going to the Megamart help? She didn't know at all.

But all she could do was try.

Holding Moon again Decidueye leapt, landing neatly on the ground below, no fall a threat to her or her trainer should they be ready. Privately Moon decided not to mention any of this to Lillie, feeling bad for the way she had scared her before. Thinking of Lillie helped, calming Moon against the tension of this night, but that moment soon broke as with beating wings and loud cries the flock of Zubat and Golbat returned. Now that they'd circled the area they saw a target in Decidueye, something to fight. Moon frowned. She didn't want to fight these, it would take too much time and energy, especially if she had to face the Totem too. So Decidueye she returned to her Pokeball, and from the mass of Bat Pokemon Moon began to edge away, hoping they would leave her be.

They didn't.

Through the thick greenery and howling winds of Tapu Village Moon ran, the flying Pokemon behind her travelling above to give chase, losing sight one after the other as Moon pushed through broken buildings, ways opened by the destructive plant growth Tapu Bulu had unleashed. In time she lost them, the flock spreading out over the village for their hunt, Moon crouching behind the rotten and collapsed frame of a sofa inside of an overgrown building, walls so thick with moss you couldn't see even a hint of stone. She stayed like that, huddled with knees tight against her chest, arms wrapping shawl tight around her, as the minutes went by. She still didn't know what to do. She was more lost than ever now. She didn't know where the Megamart was. Or the exit. Or the Totem. Or Poipole. She was just lost. Lost and alone. Bitterly, she fought tears that formed all on their own.

She just wanted to-

“Hey Moon, what's going on?” Hau asked, sticking his head in through an open window of the building.

Moon jumped, and yelled, the loud voice of her best friend completely breaking through the tension of the moment. Hau, leaning halfway through the window, gave her a smile. She stared at him, shocked. He tilted his head. “You okay?”

She shook her head. Then shook it again. What was Hau doing here? He looked surprised by her question. “I came to find you!” He smiled brightly, the world seeming to lighten as he did so. “Come on, quit hiding behind that sofa and let's go! Lillie's waiting for you!”

Lillie is here? Moon placed a hand on the sofa, its rich coffee-brown fabric pleasant to the touch, its sturdy form barely budging as she pushed her weight against it to help her stand. Hau pulled back out from the window, its glass and wood frame opened inwards. “Everyone's here!” He called from outside, “we've been waiting for you!” Moon, stepping around the sofa, over the soft carpet and smooth wooden floors of the home, shook her head. What about Poipole though? She'd lost Poipole!

“They're here too!” Hau was waiting for Moon to step outside, into the sun-dappled streets of Tapu Village's mid-afternoon, neatly paved roads running between sturdily-built homes. He smiled at her. “Seriously, what were you doing in there?” Moon looked around in confusion. She... this wasn't right... was it? Hau's hand took her by the wrist and pulled.

“Let's go!”

The light of Alola cast warmth over Tapu Village, rock homes built in the shadow of Mount Lanakila pleased by its touch. Voices of people living throughout it called to one another, greetings all pleased to be out and about on so fine a day. The movement of people, Moon hearing their voices and footsteps, never seeing their faces, continued into the centre of the village, an open square, a party in full swing. Moon stared at it.

What... was...

Laughing and running a young girl crashed into her, Moon stumbling from the impact, the girl spinning away before coming to a stop. She looked up, a child maybe four years of age, head a thick mess of mussed purple hair, smiling wide all the same. “Sorry!” She bowed her head, Moon staring, before answering that it was okay. Hearing that the girl raised a hand, a gesture of two fingers raised in a 'V' of victory. Then giggled at the strange look Moon gave her before bounding off into the party too. Moon looked down at her hand, making the same gesture. That was...

“Hey don't take so much food!”

“I left enough for you!”

“The heck you did!”

More loud voices drew Moon's eyes, settling upon a nearby table on the outskirts of the town square, loaded with food. Two boys, late in their teens, were squabbling over party plates, the paler skinned one with white hair making a lunge at the more-tanned one – likely a result of his lack of a shirt – who quickly raised his plate up over his head. A third figure, with the lightest skin of the trio, crop of light brown hair brushed forward, broke out of the crowd to admonish them.

“Would you two stop, the Kahuna's going to speak soon!” Immediately both snapped to attention, first giving a mocking salute, then mocking agreeal.

“Yes sir mister Captain sir,” the white-haired one drawled, Moon's eyes spotting the symbol of an Alolan Captain pinned to the third teen's blue shirt. The shirtless one nudged his friend and whispered something that prompted a raucous guffaw. The Captain sighed at them, shaking his head, a slight smile on his face all the same. Moon eyed the three strangely, her thoughts so jumbled she couldn't grasp them, before moving on into the crowd. Maybe the Kahuna would know where Poipole was.

The crowd was encircling a group of people dancing, the participants changing constantly, some entering from the crowd, some returning to it. Moon looked around, seeing people gathered all about. Another girl, similar to her own age, a pony-tail of bright pink hair tied at the back of her head, looked her over. Moon nodded her head. The girl nodded back.

“Ah, have you made a friend?” An older woman standing by the girl observed the reaction. The young girl shook her head.

“No Tutu,” the girl answered her grandmother, “I don't know her.”

“Well you should!” The older woman beamed, “Making friends is important! Your mother would say so too, wouldn't she?” The younger girl sighed, looking around.

“I don't see her.”

“She'll be making her speech soon.”

Moon, head full of thoughts moving too slowly, looked back towards the dancers, seeing Hau amongst them. He caught sight of her and waved her forward, Moon taking only a few steps before more dancers parted and a young girl of white dress, pale skin, and flowing blonde hair emerged. Breathless and face flushed, Lillie reached out to Moon and took hold of her arm.

“Moon, would you dance with me?”

And without resistance Moon allowed herself to be pulled in.

Chapter Text

“What do you even mean 'you can't find her'?”

Captain Acerola had a problem. As Captain of Ula'ula Island's southern side, and manager of the Trial that took place within the ruined Tapu Village – the action of using the location for that sake working well to re-endear it in Tapu Bulu's eyes – she had a responsibility to watch over the Trial-goers taking on its test.

Those who entered the haunted Tapu Village would be lured and teased by the spirits it contained, drawn into illusions they must rise above before the Totem would acknowledge them. Moon, at this time, should be deep inside of whatever crazed and nonsensical world the ghosts here would concoct. Once she overcame that she'd battle the Totem and then complete her Trial. While she was asleep Acerola would watch over her, though the ghosts of Tapu Village had all made the same promise: to not truly do any harm to another. That was what should have happened.

Instead the apologetic Gengar before her, a leader amongst the local ghost packs, was admitting it had no idea where Moon was. Acerola shook her head again. What? Hang on, that was really bad, right? This had never happened before: people lost in the illusions crafted by the ghosts of Tapu Village didn't just disappear. Unless... Moon who was special... Acerola very quickly concluded that she had to find Moon as soon as she possibly could. A flick of her wrist and the large floating Blimp Pokemon Drifblim appeared from a Pokeball, the powerful partner one who had carried Acerola across Alola over the years. Wrapping a hand around one of the ribbons stretching from its body, Acerola gave the signal, the Pokemon blowing out a steady stream of dark gas to ascend, carrying her up and over the ruined Tapu Village to begin her own search.

Please, let nothing have gone wrong.

Moon's head was spinning. Her entire body, in fact, as Lillie before her held onto Moon's hands with her own, the two circling one another, momentum keeping them locked in this moment of dance. Wait, why was she here again? Moon closed her eyes, struggling to regain her thoughts. She'd been... somewhere... but not here. Where was here? Opening her eyes again all Moon saw was a village in party, the warm orange light of an Alolan afternoon, and Lillie's own eyes locked on her own. Lillie smiled widely. Moon couldn't help but smile back.

It was nice.

But something still felt wrong.

“Moon, what is it?”

Through her confusion and hazy thoughts Lillie's voice penetrated, drawing Moon to reassure her she was fine. She was enjoying this. Just... what had she been doing before? Lillie tilted her head, unsure of the question. Moon slowly, reluctantly, let go of Lillie's hands. She needed a break from dancing. Lillie smiled brightly once more.

“Okay then, let's take a rest!”

For as quickly as Moon had released her grip, Lillie had taken her by the hand again, guiding Moon through the crowds filling the centre of Tapu Village. Today was a day of celebration, of thanksgiving to the Tapu, and there was much song and food and dance to be had. Lillie led Moon to the outside of the town square, where a table mostly raided of food was set up. Ah, this had been where those three older boys had been before, Moon noted. They were familiar. But her head felt too foggy to piece together who they reminded her of. Lillie stood happily outside the crowd, her grasp moving from Moon's wrist to hand. The touch only made Moon's thoughts blurrier. She couldn't figure this out. Any of this. Just that something felt off.

But... what could it be?

Another girl at the edge of the crowd caught Moon's attention, the one with the pink ponytail and cool expression, another moment's eye-contact between them. But she looked away without any acknowledgement this time. Moon frowned. She felt familiar too...

But the voice that followed, echoing over the crowd, that was not a voice Moon knew. It quietened those gathered, drawing all to direct their focus to one, and Moon watched as the young girl perked up and then dashed through the mass of people towards it. She moved to take a step forward too.

Lillie held her back.

“-to celebrate the meaning of Alola, the spirit of this land and all who live upon it, we are gathered here in the shadow of sacred Lanakila to give thanks-”

The voice, deep and feminine, continued as Moon turned back to look at Lillie, the girl holding on to Moon's hand with both of her own. “Let's stay back,” she spoke to Moon's distaste of crowds, of being surrounded by too many people and voices, “we can listen to the Kahuna from here.”

The Kahuna? Moon turned and looked again, unable to see whomever the woman beyond the crowd might be, giving her speech to those gathered before her. Lillie continued to hold on to Moon. “Moon, we should stay here.”

But... Moon shook her head, that was right, she was looking for Poipole, that was what she was doing here. Had Lillie seen Poipole? Lillie paused. And looked around. “I-” Moon would ask the Kahuna: she would know. She pulled slightly with her hand, Lillie's grip on hers loosening, the blonde-haired girl's arms falling limply to her side. But Moon would be back soon, she reassured her. Once she'd found Poipole, and everything was fine, they could even dance again. A smile from Moon. Lillie's own and wave to see her off.

Then as soon as Moon turned her back the girl flickered out of sight.

“You're crazy,” a voice passed over Moon's head as she pushed her way through the crowd, its tall and white-haired owner staring down a similarly tall tan-skinned figure. “I could mop the floor with you any day of the week.”

“Yeah right!” The other teen shot back. “There's no way you can keep up with my or my Pokemon's awesome moves!”

“You wanna test that?”

“Would you two,” the third teen, the one with the Captain's symbol pinned to his shirt, shoved his way in between them as Moon moved past, “keep it down? Some of us are listening to the Kahuna!” Immediately the two turned on their Captain friend, their banter continuing behind Moon as she made her way forward. The crowd, those three amongst them, vanished as Moon moved on.

“Do you see?” An older woman turned her head to look at the young girl beside her, the one with the ponytail of pink, “your mother's doing a wonderful job, as always.”

“Yeah,” the girl quietly nodded her head, continuing to stare at the woman standing upon a small raised dais, speaking out across the crowd. Moon followed her gaze. And bore witness to the Kahuna before her.

“-it is today we remind ourselves of what Alola means to us all, and how it is formed by we who live within it linking our lives together. This connection that binds us, becoming the weave that holds us all up, is a sacred treasure of Alola we are all part of. People, Pokemon, even the Tapu themselves, we are all linked in a way that makes each of us a vital part of this world. Thus each of us must remember to practise Alola, and reach out to one another to strengthen this weave of life. As your Kahuna, I-”

She was a fine speaker, Moon noted. The Kahuna before her, a woman of middle age, skin more bronzed by tan than pigment, with golden eyes and a long wreath of deep pink hair that curled down to her waist, similar but slightly darker in colour than that of the ponytailed girl who was watching her so intently, continued to give her speech, the crowd around her drawn into her words. Moon noted the young girl who had bumped into her earlier, the one with the mess of purple hair, clutching at the side of an older man nearby, watching as well. Everyone here was listening. Moon listened too.

“-as our praise to the light of Alola continues, as earnest under moon as it is under sun, take this time to remember how this land and those who live upon it have touched upon you, and look to the future you wish to see: a future we can only create by linking our hands together as one. As people, as Pokemon, as all upon Alola look forward, we will move without fail onwards. As your Kahuna, this promise I make once again to you all: I will be there, with hand outstretched, to each of you seeking your future. Now let the night's festivities commence!”

The crowd cheered with voices caught in echoes and memories, everything beyond the ring of Moon's sight already gone. But the Kahuna was before her, and as the woman turned and stepped down from her dais, returning to a large building across the square, Moon followed after, the sun's light already gone, the moon's all that was left over the village. Plantlife, growing thicker and thicker moment by moment, choked out the buildings once more. Moon entered the Kahuna's hall.

The doors closed behind her.

Inside the hall was open space, wooden floorboards, a throne-like chair of cane at its opposite end draped with red fabric. Before it stood a woman in a flowing dress of black, red flowers patterned across it in a similar design to the darker red flowers of Moon's own skirt. Soft pale moonlight filtered through latticed windows, casting rays across the wide room creating bands of light and shadow upon floor and occupant both. The Kahuna spent a silent moment staring at Moon as she approached.

Then stepped forward herself.

“Welcome Island Challenger, my name is Holei, Kahuna of Ula'ula Island.” Though her tone was one of neutrality alone, there was a depth and strength to Kahuna Holei's voice that immediately stood out to Moon. It reminded her strongly of Hala and Olivia both. Without question then this was a Kahuna. Moon bowed her head and gave her own name. Holei nodded back. “Moon,” the Kahuna stood tall before her, “how might I help you this night?”

She'd lost a Pokemon – Poipole – it was small and purple, liked to float about, was very energetic? Moon was deeply worried, as it had been some time since she'd lost it. She... couldn't quite remember how long though. Frowning, Moon focused on her own hazy thoughts. How had she lost Poipole again? Holei stood silent for a moment more before nodding and returning to the chair at the rear of the hall, Moon watching as the Kahuna stepped around it, bent down, then stood up again, holding the very Pokemon in question in her arms. As Holei moved back across the hall Moon called out, Poipole immediately looking up and then launching itself at her, slamming into Moon with such great force it threw her backwards onto the ground. She just laughed and told the Pokemon she was happy to see it, clutching it as tightly as it held onto her. Holei watched over the pair as another shape emerged from behind the chair as well.

“To have come this far with that Island Challenge Amulet,” when Holei spoke again Moon quickly moved back to her feet, releasing Poipole to now float beside her, “you seek the sixth Trial?” Oh! Yes! Moon nodded, that was right! She'd somehow forgotten that. She frowned. Why had she forgotten that? Holei talked right over Moon's confusion. “In that case, Moon, are you prepared for your Totem Battle?” The Pokemon lurking behind Holei moved forward.

Moon and Poipole both pointed in shock.

That dilapidated and misshapen Pikachu doll, she knew that! She'd seen it before... somewhere... Moon shook her head. The fuzziness was still there. Why couldn't she remember? Holei waved an arm. “This is the Disguise Pokemon, Mimikyu.” As Moon stared at the Pokemon her eyes widened, now seeing the glowing Z-Aura, indicator of a Totem Pokemon, rising from the small creature's form. Moon had never seen a Totem this small before. But... something about it, about the way the light flickered and flared, screamed strength. This creature of grey cloth standing less than half a metre tall, swirling darkness only barely spilling out from beneath its covering, radiated a sense of power that perhaps matched the Totem Minior Moon had faced before. It chirped in acknowledgement of the challenger before it. Ready for the battle to begin.

Holei waited for Moon's affirmative response. Then smiled and indicated where to stand. At each end of the hall there was a Trainer's circle, the lines of a battlefield stretching across the room. Moon stood at the far end, Holei in place before the Kahuna's seat. Thick vines curled through the lattice windows of the building, wood cracking and being consumed as the overgrowth of the village continued once more. But inside this hall and this moment there was no outside, nowhere else but the field between them. Moon raised her first Pokeball as Holei and the Totem Mimikyu stood before her. The Kahuna called out.

“Are you ready, Moon?”

She was.

“Then begin!”

The first to face the Totem was Decidueye, manifesting before Moon in a flash of red. In silence the Kahuna stared across the field and in silence Moon answered. For Trainers such as them, their words were spoken clearly in the actions of their Pokemon, reflecting the thoughts they shared together. Decidueye dived forwards. The Mimikyu, with a shadowy clawed hand emerging from beneath its cloth cover, raised the small wooden club Moon had mistaken for a Pikachu's tail before. And the battle began.

Glimmering moonlight poured through holes in the ceiling above, torn by the ravages Tapu Village had undergone. Through this light and into the darkness Decidueye vanished, the Arrow Quill Pokemon quick to elude all manner of sight. Moon, in step with her Pokemon, watched as an arrow launched from out of the darkness overhead, and watched as almost effortlessly the Totem swung its club around to smack the arrow aside. So the battle continued, Decidueye moving from shadow to shadow, never firing from the same place twice, only for each shot to be deflected by the Totem's swinging strikes with ease. This wasn't working.

Moon gave a silent command.

With a deep flap of her Pokemon's wings blowing out a black wind Decidueye rocketed forward before pulling short, the wind flowing with it washing out over the Totem as leaves of razor sharpness were carried with it, the mixture of the two attacks a barrage intended to overwhelm. Decidueye, having leaped in silence after the attack over the Totem once more, drew back an arrow as it waited for an opening to fire. Holei nodded. And spoke.

“Mimikyu, dodge.”

With the weight of the command behind it Mimikyu vanished, disappearing into a pool of shadow that quickly melded into the natural darkness of the room. Decidueye, unleashing the arrow down into the storm of black wind and sharpened leaves, hit nothing, the Totem and its glow completely gone from sight. Moon voiced her orders too, directing Decidueye to the largest pool of moonlight, its only source the holes in the ceiling overhead as the growing vines continued to choke out the building's windows and walls. Arrow by arrow her Pokemon shot, each that impacted with the ground glowing a faint purple-grey, ghostly shackles extending from it as threats should the Totem come too close. Moon pressed the green Decidium-Z into her Z-Ring and together she and her Pokemon continued to wait.

Searching for the opening to change this battle's pace.

A drawn-out battle with the Totem would only result in Moon's defeat – it was clear that not only was Mimikyu more powerful than any of her Pokemon, but with Holei's commands it was more able than her team as well. What Moon needed to do now was leverage her own unique advantage, and strike with a fully powered Z-Move early, weakening the Totem enough for her other Pokemon to be able to compete with it. That was the opening she now looked for.

And that was the opening she saw.

A circle of shadow formed in the light Decidueye stood over, an eclipsed corona of moonlight the only warning before with glowing Z-Aura around it the Totem emerged, dark clawed hands reaching upwards with an ominous glow. But another arrow in the ground, blocked from Holei's sight by Decidueye's back to her, was right there as well, and the chains emerging from it took hold of the Totem first. Decidueye leaped upwards, drawing an arrow back. Moon completed her Z-Pose.

Z-Aura cast bright light across the Kahuna's hall for the first time since Tapu Village's fall. A nostalgic sight. Moon, Z-Aura around her flickering and seeming to burn at the air, kept her eyes forward, seeing Decidueye in the air above, the Totem reaching out to it but held back by the shackles of the arrow her Pokemon had left, and Holei staring with silent focus from across the field. Then Decidueye released its shot.

Sinister Arrow Raid, one arrow becoming twenty, twenty points of Z-Power raining down upon its opponent below. A direct hit. Moon smiled as with a beat of her wings Decidueye skidded across the shadowed wooden floorboards, coming to a stop just before Moon breathing heavily, panting hoots emerging from the leafy shroud surrounding her head. Moon praised her partner's hard efforts. The Arrow Quill Pokemon ruffled its feathers with a pleased shiver in return.

Holei shook her head, her next words drowning out Moon's sense of accomplishment.

“Ineffective.” In the wake of the Z-Move, smoke and dust thrown up by the powerful attack's detonation, the Totem emerged, still glowing with Z-Aura, the only signs of damage minor tearing across its cloth body, and its Pikachu-like head now hanging limp. Darkness poured from two holes in the centre of its body, which Moon realised now were eyes. The true shape of the Pokemon so much smaller than its disguise had implied. “Mimikyu are able to resist even the power of a Z-Move while their covering remains intact.”

Moon frowned. She and Decidueye had struck the Totem with a full force Z-Move and the Totem had been unharmed. That was... almost unfair. Raising a Pokeball Moon called Decidueye back, even while the Pokemon made noises about being ready to continue the fight. Moon appreciated her partner's energy, but knew the Z-Move had tired Decidueye despite her sounds of confidence. Please return and rest a while. With that request given, Decidueye bowed her head and accepted Moon's plea.

From a second Pokeball Shelgon emerged to continue the fight.

“A dragon then?” Holei's observation remained so neutral in tone, the Kahuna impossible to faze. She may have asked for Moon's name, but she must have known all about her in advance, Moon decided. She was the Kahuna after all! She would have had to! So Moon just nodded and gave her next command and Shelgon moved on forward.

Their battle continuing.

What Ryuki had told Moon was that Shelgon was the same as any Dragon-type Pokemon: one who wished to attack first and defend second. So even as Mimikyu bore down upon it Moon commanded an attack, a stream of draconic breath washing out over the Totem foe. Through the surging stream of bluish energy the Totem Mimikyu swung a claw and smashed the Endurance Pokemon aside.

“Mimikyu is a Ghost and Fairy-type Pokemon,” Holei spoke as Moon stared in shock, the Totem having ignored yet another of the attacks she had called out. “Because of that it is immune to not only the Normal and Fighting, but also Dragon-type of Pokemon. It is quite difficult to deal with as a result.”

Moon frowned. That would have been useful information to know beforehand. She poked at her bag, calling for Rotom-dex, but received no response. Reaching inside Moon felt the shape of the device the Pokemon inhabited, but even then no answer came. Moon paused, wondering whether it was okay.

But she had to focus on Shelgon as the dragon staggered back to its feet and the Totem raced towards it once more. With slow movements she withdrew her hand from her bag, the red Firium-Z grasped in her closed fist. The battle would continue as it had thus far for as long as she proved unable to land a fully powered strike. Holei had claimed Mimikyu's covering would protect it to a point and, as the Pokemon lashed out with its fake head flopping loosely with every move, Moon was sure that point had come.

Attack then defend, Moon focused on the words, this time Shelgon breathing red flame, its flickering heat warding the Totem back. Though this fire was far weaker than the draconic variety Shelgon could produce, it helped create a moment all the same. Enough to allow the necessary chance. Shelgon launched forward, face crashing into the Totem and jaws within its shell seizing hold. Even while biting the Pokemon could create a barrier, and the flailing attacks of Mimikyu in response to being seized in the mouth of the dragon bounced off of the shield that it raised. Shelgon lifted Mimikyu up, pointing the Totem grasped in its mouth to the sky, and Moon completed her second Z-Pose.

Holei watched in silence.

With a roaring surge an enormous orb of flame blossomed from the mouth of Shelgon, enveloping the Totem within it before launching, punching through the ceiling of the hall. A fiery star trailed into the distance, detonating in a bright explosion that lit the interior of the battlefield with red light and flickering shadows, revealing a tired Shelgon and scorched Totem who had punched its way out of the attack just before it took flight. Holei tilted her head.

“A second Z-Move?” The question surprised Moon, who had grown quick to assume everyone she would ever meet would know of her abilities in advance. And this was the Kahuna! Something was wrong. She stared back in silence as Holei waved a hand, Mimikyu shaking a layer of soot from its body in the same moment as its Z-Aura surged again, the Pokemon still ready to continue. “Very well. Mimikyu.” The Totem responded in an instant to the Kahuna's command, pouncing on the tired Shelgon and swinging its club around again and again, striking barrier, barrier, then breaking through and slamming the dragon aside. Moon called Shelgon back as it rolled across the field, another of her Pokemon bested. But, as she chose her third Pokeball and unleashed Sylveon to continue, this battle was still only just beginning.

Holei remained even-tempered even now.

Moon's Sylveon was fast, far quicker than the average of its ilk. With almost dancing movements the Intertwining Pokemon weaved through the Mimikyu's attacks, evading all manner of swinging clubs and claws from the now injured Totem. For a Pokemon whose attacks were best used from a distance, it remained as close as it could at all times, following Moon's focused and oft-silent commands. This difference in strategy was what she needed to rely upon, confusing Kahuna Holei for as long as she might. For as long as the Kahuna and Totem remained unsure of Moon's strategy they would practise caution, and the cautious Totem would never score a true blow.

The Totem Mimikyu had been struck by a Z-Move. The damage of this, even from a Pokemon weaker than it, was great enough for it to begin to slow. Because of this it was now at risk of tiring in prolonged battle. And that was what Moon was doing. Sylveon would, for as long as the Totem did not use its full power to stop it, continue to pressure and evade. Continue to lure weaker attacks that would only wear down the Totem further. Seamlessly Moon had moved into a battle of attrition after landing the Z-Move from her previous Pokemon. A strategy that only someone who went unaffected by using such power could do.

“Strike it down.”

The forceful command of Holei, voiced once more, energised the Totem immediately, its shadowy claws swinging out and grabbing hold of the Sylveon who had dodged it so easily before. Every time the Kahuna commanded out loud the Totem showed far more strength than it did on its own. Moon called for a blast of power at close range, to force the Totem to drop her Pokemon so it might gain distance from the threat, but the Totem had no interest in that. One claw expanding in size to pin the Fairy-type to the floor, the other clenched into a fist as its Z-Aura condensed around it. Then the pummelling began.

Moon called for Sylveon back moments after, Holei instructing the Totem to release the Intertwining Pokemon so its Trainer might retrieve them. The red glow of light that was the Pokemon returning to their Pokeball lit the shadowed room again, Moon using a Net Ball next to bring Milotic to the field. Though the Totem had bested three of her Pokemon thus far, it had both taken a Z-Move and Sylveon had done admirably in exhausting it before Holei had made her command. So directing the Tender Pokemon forward, its cream-scaled body lit pale blue by the moonlight, Moon prepared to push the Totem even further towards defeat.

Holei held her hands forward, the shape of a heart defined within the curve of her fingertips pressed together. The pale Z-Crystal in the white Z-Ring around her wrist glowed brightly.

It was a strange sight, the Z-Pose the Kahuna took, arms bent outwards, a leg raised so she was supported by one alone. But the Z-Aura that flowed from her into the Totem was no joke, and Moon found the oddity of the Z-Pose quickly washed away. The Mimikyu reared up, its torn cloth body expanding larger and larger, before crashing down over Milotic, pinning the serpentine Pokemon beneath its now huge form. Moon called out to her Pokemon, hastily placing a Waterium-Z into her Z-Ring in order to try and break out of the Z-Move, but even before she could begin the pose she felt her partner fade. Mimikyu's cloth covering shrank down moments later, the small Totem dropping neatly onto the ground. Milotic lay before it unconscious.

Olivia's words, that Z-Moves were openings, floated into the forefront of Moon's mind. She'd been distracted by the Z-Pose, and failed to counter the attack in time. She frowned. That was a mistake on her part.

She needed to be better so it wouldn't happen again.

“The Z-Pose for your Decidueye,” Holei spoke, “despite being for a Z-Move only it can use, is the Z-Pose for the Ghostium-Z as well.” Moon nodded. Kukui had told her that. Holei continued. “The same is true for this Mimikium-Z, its Z-Pose one every Kahuna knows by heart. For the pose also corresponds to other Z-Crystals, the Fairium-Z among them.” Moon nodded again. She hadn't known that, but thinking of the pose and the almost cutesy appearance to it, the Fairy-aligned Z-Move made sense. Every Kahuna knew it though? Moon couldn't imagine Kahuna Hala doing that at all.

Holei laughed loudly when Moon said that, the strongest emotion she had shown so far. Moon grinned back and chose Larvesta next. Having agreed to store one of her six Pokemon caught in Pokeballs when Poipole joined her team, Moon had kept Larvesta, wishing to help the Torch Pokemon grow. It was a long road to its evolution, she had been told that clearly time and time again, but she did not fear attempting it. Though with her four strongest Pokemon now out of the fight, she could not help but feel nervous all the same. She would need to hope that having both taken and performed a Z-Move, as well as being caught in a protracted battle with her Sylveon, the Totem Mimikyu was now close to exhaustion.

By the way it vanished into the shadows and surged forward again under Holei's command, maybe not.

Larvesta could move quickly all the same, gouts of flame emerging from its body propelling it around the field. In comparison to the light flames of Shelgon, and the Z-Move pointed upwards, this fire held far more strength, and was beginning to curl at the wood. Moon frowned. She didn't want to set the building on fire. That cautious hesitation, it cost her, Larvesta responding to her will by weakening its flame and slowing enough for Mimikyu to catch. The Totem burst out of the shadows beneath Larvesta, flipping it through the air and punching through the flames Moon called for before slamming the Pokemon into the ground. Larvesta clicked a pleading sound as the Totem pushed it down with force. Moon admitted its defeat. Mimikyu let Larvesta up so Moon might call it back.

The Totem and Kahuna, understanding the risk of exhaustion in battle, were carving through Moon's team with full force. Moon held up a Pokeball, considering. Decidueye had not rested nearly long enough to truly recover, but the Totem was tired too. Moon's strongest partner... she might be able to do it, even with her exhaustion from before. There was no way for Decidueye to use a Z-Move again in such short order, but her regular strength might be enough. Moon spent one more moment trying to decide.

Poipole decided for her first.

In a blur of purple movement the Ultra Beast surged through the air, slamming headfirst into the Totem shocked by the speed its opponent used. Bowled over Mimikyu attempted to right itself as Poipole circled it three times then pointed its horned head downwards, a spray of poison washing out of the three needles atop it and over the Totem. Holei watched as the last Pokemon of Moon surged through the air at rapid speed, a giggling sound coming from it as it raced this way and that, the Totem staggered to its feet, and the purple Pokemon returned to spray more poison still.

It was a thorough conclusion. The Mimikyu, Totem Pokemon exhausted by the battles so far, lacked little to do after the first wave of poison left its remaining energy fading, more and more blasts of the purple liquid only continuing to seal the deal. It was a concluded battle. Holei raised a hand.

“Stop.” When she called for it the opposing Pokemon did not listen, Moon having to yell its name for it to look up from its attack and begin to float back to her. Holei took a step forward, past the now bested Totem. Over to where Moon stood. Moon, having taken hold of Poipole who still seemed ready for battle, looked up at the Kahuna. The Kahuna smiled down at her.

“You have bested the Totem of Tapu Village.” Holding out a hand, Holei presented a crystal of pale purple. Moon reached out and placed her own upon the Kahuna's. Curled her fingers around the Z-Crystal. Holei nodded. “This is the Ghostium-Z. Take it. It is yours now. Though you are able to use the unique Z-Move of Decidueye, learn to wield this Z-Move as well. The two, while similarly aligned, can be used for different applications. Z-Moves are far more than just power at the highest of levels. You will need to learn how to use them as such if you wish to continue on.”

Moon nodded. Using Z-Moves for more than just power... she'd yet to really achieve that. But she would think on it and try to learn. Ways Z-Moves could be even more... she was tired. It was late.

“Moon,” the Kahuna before her spoke again, “has Alola treated you well?”

Moon nodded again. Though she'd only recently come to Alola, she'd still been reached out to. Made friends. Met people that cared about her and she cared for. Far more than Kanto she felt... at home here. With the people around her. The Island Challenge, she truly hoped to become part of Alola through it. Holei smiled at her response. “A good answer.” Then. “Are you aware of its meaning?”

Moon nodded once more. She'd been taught that, by the Captains and Kahuna, by her friends, by Kukui, and Kahili, and Pitaya. Alola meant to reach out to others and lend a hand. To share your troubles and your strength. To be part of the world so you might support and be supported by. Just like the Kahuna's speech. Moon had enjoyed it. Holei nodded again.

“Yes, that is true. Alola is about sharing. Living lives together. Honouring and respecting and caring for one another. It is important, so important, that all who are part of Alola practise this. It is, at its core, equality between all. Do you understand?”

Another nod Moon's silent response. It made sense. That was the feeling she'd received. Holei's hand withdrew, leaving the Ghostium-Z in Moon's alone. The Kahuna stepped back.

“It is why those who do not believe in Alola, who cannot practise its nature, cannot be allowed to lead or hold power over others.” Moon looked up from the purple crystal in her hand, staring at the Kahuna as she stepped back again. The shadows were deepening, the floor atrophying as the final growth of plant-life across Tapu Village returned it to its true state. “Moon,” Holei spoke again, face now unseeable in the darkness, “have you seen them practise the meaning of Alola? Do they treat others as equals? Ask and give in fair measure? Are they right?”

Moon frowned, calling out to the Kahuna now wrapped in shadow. All the world around her was darkness now, nothing left in her vision. What did Holei mean? Was who right? One final message, carried by the darkness, came to her ears. The last words of Kahuna Holei of Ula'ula.

“Don't be bound to them. Don't be their slaves.”

Then nothing but the silence of the grave.

“Moon? Moon?!” The shaking of Moon roused her, slowly, the girl blearily raising an arm to push away whoever was calling to her, trying to think through hazy thoughts. Where... was she? What was going on? Where was... the sound of Poipole, a chattering noise that meant curiosity and concern, helped Moon focus. She looked directly up at the purple Pokemon floating over her as her vision cleared, and reached out to take it and bring it into her arms. It accepted her hug happily. Moon closed her eyes again for a moment and just let the feeling of contact last. It was okay. She was okay. She...

“-was looking through every building but I couldn't find you but then the Totem came by all beat up and led me here and so I think everything worked out but I don't know why I lost you and I'm so sorry that's never happened before are you okay please be okay I'm really really-”

Moon put her hand up, finally focusing on the distressed Captain Acerola standing over her. She was fine. When Acerola took Moon's hand and tugged Moon let herself be pulled up to her feet, her other arm still holding Poipole close. But the feeling in her palm, the dig of a sharp point into it, had Moon uncurl her fingers and look into the prize she had gained. The Ghostium-Z. Acerola spotted it and whooped.

“Oh wow!” Clapping the Captain nodded rapidly, “Did the Totem give you that? I'm meant to hand those over after Trials I wonder where they were keeping it? I bet it really liked you, huh? How was it? Tell me tell me!”

No, Moon shook her head, it hadn't been the Totem, the Kahuna had given her the Z-Crystal. Acerola took a step back, looking confused. Then grinned. “Really!” She said it with hands on her hips, a wide smile to her face, “so the ghosts here finally let Uncle Nanu into their games? I bet they made him seem way meaner than he really is though!” Nanu? Moon shook her head, she didn't know that name. The Kahuna had been a woman. That was right.

Her name was Holei.

Acerola went deathly still.

The light of the moon, full just two nights ago, finally found its way through the cloud covering overhead, illuminating with brightness the outside of Tapu Village, casting pale blue through the empty windows of the small ruined building Moon and Acerola were in. Moon stepped towards the Captain, who had stopped moving completely. Was Acerola alright? She didn't respond. Moon reached out and touched her shoulder.

She jumped.

“Ah!” Her wide eyes, panicked expression, shocked Moon, who quickly stepped back, apologising. Acerola closed the distance between them.

“You saw Kahuna Holei?” She only just stopped herself from grabbing Moon's arms, almost mania in her voice. Moon nodded, continuing to step back, running into a wall of the building. Acerola just let her arms drop to the side. Stared blankly at Moon. What... had the ghosts shown her? Told her? “I...” the Captain shook her head, again and again. A cool wind blew by them both, drawing a shiver from each. Acerola clenched her eyes shut and pushed those feelings down. For now.

“Let's head back, I booked us a room at the motel.”

Though concerned still by Acerola's reaction, Moon nodded and followed after, Poipole remaining clutched to her side, Ghostium-Z in the palm of her hand.

Her sixth Trial complete.

The motel room Acerola had chosen had beds for two people, Moon collapsing into hers and falling into sleep so rapidly she didn't even have a moment to feel strange at sharing the space with another, Poipole tucking itself in beside her similarly exhausted. That night Moon would sleep deeply, the events of that day, the Trial she had undergone, an incredibly draining experience. Even without being able to feel the demands of her Pokemon upon her, this had still been more than exhausting. Yes, she would sleep well that night indeed.

Acerola would not.

What... had happened? What had Moon seen? The illusions the ghosts of Tapu Village concocted, challenging Trial-goers with, were all nonsensical and fantastical experiences, meant to confuse and overwhelm until the challengers found the will to break through. And the Totem battle was meant to happen only upon their success.

Instead the Totem had led Acerola to a sleeping Moon, who had named Kahuna Holei upon awakening as the one to give her the Ghostium-Z. That made no sense. That shouldn't be possible, none of that should have been possible! And why had the Ghost Pokemon of Tapu Village lost Moon to begin with? There was too much to this, far far too much. Acerola did not find sleep easy that night and when she did it was fitful and strained, too close to wakefulness to be truly restful, her mind too full of thoughts to find peace.

She needed to know.

The sound of Moon that morning awakening, sitting up in the bed she had been given, Poipole stirring as its Trainer moved, was more than enough to wake Acerola too, the Captain massaging her eyes, bleary and restless. Hearing Moon ask if she was okay only made Acerola giggle a hollow noise. This was all so backwards. She looked at Moon, her own pale grey eyes focused on Moon's brown. And had to know.

“Moon, before breakfast could you... tell me everything? Please?”

Moon nodded. And began to recount.

She'd been lost in Tapu Village. Lost Poipole too. Chased by Zubat and Golbat and hidden in a house. Then... there had been Hau. Acerola listened intently as Moon spoke of seeing Hau and Lillie, of a village in full repair, the afternoon light golden across it, a party and celebration in full force. The faces Moon had seen she... struggled to recall them now, the specifics already fading, but she knew she had been somewhere there was a celebration. She remembered the speech. Kahuna Holei describing the meaning of Alola.

Acerola blinked when Moon stopped speaking, staring plainly at her. The Captain, one of the youngest of Alola's seven, raised a hand to her face to wipe away the tears that had begun to form. She shook her head, and looked down. Grabbed a pillow and pressed it against her face before letting it drop onto her knees. Kept looking down, head almost bowed. Moon called out to her.

Acerola held up a hand.

“It wasn't meant to be like that.” She spoke without looking at Moon, unwilling to make eye-contact in this moment. “The Ghost Trial you're... meant to be brought into illusions that make no sense. Confusing things that test people until they break out on their own. It's a test of will and focus. Making sure people who want to continue on can overcome that and handle the big demands of the Final Trials. You weren't... meant to see that.”

Moon sat back down from standing up to approach the Captain. Acerola shook her head.

“Sorry, just...” eventually she looked up, smiling widely while keeping her eyes closed, “hearing you got to see Tapu Village like it was just made me... really homesick.” Moon nodded. She understood the feeling of a place and time you couldn't go back to. Acerola appreciated hearing that. Grabbed a box of tissues from a shelf and blew her nose before looking back to Moon with her usual relaxed expression returned. Gave a grin, the time of intense emotion passed. “Still though, that's a real trick those ghosts played, mixing up some of your memories of people with the memories of Tapu Village and luring you in! I'm going to give the Totem a real piece of my mind for that one!”

Moon shook her head. No, she disagreed, it may have been intense but... she was happy for what she'd seen all the same. And been pleased to see Kahuna Holei back then. She was very cool. Acerola grinned. “Yeah! She was!” Then sombred, quickly. Moved on to the next topic she could. “Well, anyway, Lillie and Hau, along with Hapu, will be here a little later today with some Ride Mudsdale we can take into the Haina Desert to see the Ruins of Abundance. So let's make sure to get something to eat first! The motel's got food but I bet we could join auntie for breakfast at her caravan! She's part of an old Tapu Village family too, just like me! Actually, she's-” halfway through saying that Acerola decided not to. Clamped her mouth shut and shook her head when Moon looked at her. Then gave her usual smile again. “It's okay, let's go see her!”

The older woman did indeed prove hospitable, the few Team Skull Grunts still hanging around the Refuge Zone not bothering to move or hassle Moon and the Captain. Were just content being here where Tapu Bulu didn't want them. Moon thought deeply of the words she'd been given as she ate, Poipole tearing into what food it was given as well. She didn't know what it all meant. But there were many pieces to a puzzle in her head now, only a few still missing before she had the complete picture in view.

Did Acerola or the woman miss Tapu Village? Both seemed shocked by Moon's question. The woman took over answering. “Well don't we all miss where we come from in some manner, no matter what?” She smiled. “It's the nature of life for things to change. Missing the past is okay, but dwelling on it will just make things harder. Life is all about looking forward to the future, after all. That was what my daughter always said.”

Moon had heard those words more than once recently. The older woman gave her a strange look. Acerola quickly moved to break things apart.

“Okay okay!” Food eaten, the Captain took charge of Moon once more. “Moon let's have a last minute lesson before the others get here, okay? Thanks for the food, auntie, I'll come back later and introduce you to Moon's other friends too!”

“Of course,” the woman nodded, “have safe travels to the Ruins. And congratulations on your Trial, Moon.” Moon nodded and smiled, the Ghostium-Z set in her Z-Ring so she might look to it again and again over the course of the day. Acerola steered Moon outside, Poipole floating behind.

“Alright so!” The Captain put her hands on her hips, puffing up but still not even approaching Moon's height. Then frowned. “Oh wait, you already know the Ghost Z-Pose, don't you?” Moon nodded. She'd felt it when first using the Decidium-Z. Acerola shrugged. “Okay well I was going to teach you that but you already know it! I wasn't a very helpful Captain was I?”

Moon shook her head, appreciative of Captain Acerola leading her to the Trial and looking for her during and after her after. And besides, she'd just learned a new Z-Pose the day before thanks to the Trial anyway! When Acerola looked at Moon strangely, Moon made an attempt to replicate the motions Holei had performed, forming the heart with the curve of both hands and then shifting into the one-legged pose. It felt awkward and Acerola giggled before directing Moon to better position her arms for balance.

Then the Captain frowned. “Wait, how did you learn that?”

Holei had used it, Moon answered simply. With a Mimikium-Z for the Totem's Z-Move. That didn't make sense, Acerola shook her head. Even if it had her in an illusion, if Moon was fighting the Totem it couldn't create a Z-Move on its own. As the voice of Hau called from the east, Moon turning to wave at him as he, Lillie, and Hapu approached, Acerola turned west to stare into the plant-choked remnants of Tapu Village.

...no...

“Hey Moon!” Hau dismounted from a Ride Mudsdale, the Pokemon equipped with a harness for carrying two passengers, waving as he raced towards her. “Check it out!” Throwing up his arms as he moved Hau set the heavy white cloak wrapped around him flaring out, his awesome 'superhero pose' prompting polite applause from Moon, Poipole zooming at high speeds around the group. Hau grinned and tapped at the goggles currently resting around his neck. “We got this gear for going into the desert!”

Hapu and Lillie, riding together on Hapu's own Mudsdale, a rope tied from them to a third following behind, got closer before dismounting themselves, each also wearing the thick white cloth. Lillie, with determination, still had her wide-brimmed hat atop her head, claiming she'd keep hold of it even after being warned about the heavy winds of Haina. Her bag, with Nebby inside, was strapped to the Mudsdale of Hapu. Hapu approached Moon second.

“We also have coverings for you and the Captain, which we prepared the night before. How was your Trial?”

Holding up her left arm to show off the Z-Ring with purple Ghostium-Z set within it, Moon smiled wide at Hau's whoop of delight at her success. Hapu nodded with a smile, Lillie third to join them also showing a pleased expression. Acerola took charge.

“Alright!” As Trial Captain she was tasked with caring for those on their Island Challenge, and while a visit to the Ruins of Abundance was a definite divergence from the normal path, it was a good thing to see for those travelling Alola too, so she was into it! Plus getting to hang out with this whole group was... pretty nice. The Captain pointed dramatically northwards, an open corridor through a sheer stone rise leading into the sandy terrain. “Haina Desert is just ahead, we'll split onto the Ride Mudsdale and then head on in! Since sandstorms can come up real quick, we'll have all three tied together so no-one gets lost, and I'll lead us to the Ruins of Abundance! Ready to go?”

The four around Acerola nodded. Hau and Moon, Island Challengers. Hau with four Trials and two Grand, Moon with six and two. She'd be meeting Nanu soon then. Acerola... would probably have to let him know about Moon's Trial. Would she? Should she? She didn't really know if she should bring it up. Maybe it was better to let the past lie. Even if the ghosts of Tapu Village didn't want it to. The Captain shook her head and moved to grab the desert cloaks and goggles for her and Moon as well.

Lillie, their reason for going to the Ruins. That strange Pokemon with her that might be tied to the Legendary Pokemon of Alola. Might be the child they left with the Tapu. And Hapu, whose own journey across Alola had allowed her to grow at a pace even faster than Moon and Hau. She needed that, though, if she were to take the mantle she sought before it became too late. These four all had so much to them. It was honestly kind of overwhelming.

But thinking about that was way better than wondering if among the spirits of Tapu Village there was one who still hadn't gone to rest.

Acerola took charge of one of the two Ride Mudsdale, Hapu clambering back onto her own and offering for Lillie to rejoin her, Hau defeating Moon in a single round of rock-paper-scissors to ensure he still got to control the other. Bested, Moon accepted Acerola's invitation to sit on the back of hers, instructing Poipole to come sit before her, leaving the riders in order Acerola with Moon, Hapu with Lillie, then Hau in last. A rope, tied from one of the Mudsdale to the next, ensured they would remain connected. And with that setup done Acerola led the group off, through the passageway blocking the worst of the desert's heavy winds and sand. Into the oppressive heat only resisted by their thick white cloaks, and the lurid glare of the sun filtered by the goggles each wore.

Into Haina Desert's expanse.

The three peaks of Hokulani to the north, Lanakila to the west, and Blush Mountain to the east created a triple barrier around the area of Haina Desert, thick rocky walls encasing the locale from all but the most intrepid explorers. The only true entrance was that of the Haina Oasis, any other way into the desert stretch one too difficult for most to even consider. Thanks to those three mountains the clouds that did form heavy over the seas of Alola, the heat of the region driving their growth, never reached this location, the only covering it received being fumes from the active volcanoes lurking nearby. The heavy winds that plagued the area, caught against the mountains and dragged down into this sandy bowl, shaped sandstorms at a moment's notice, making the environment one difficult indeed to navigate or predict.

Acerola, who had visited the Ruins many times since becoming a Captain and even before, had long since gained the confidence to enter Haina Desert and make it through. Just as she had held confidence in pushing Moon into her Trial, sure things would be the same as ever, so she had confidence here.

The twin blows her belief in herself suffered from yesterday and today would take quite some time to recover.

Lillie's determination was their downfall. Even when the winds whipped up thick gouts of sand, beating against the Mudsdale and their riders, their white cloaks worn resisting it, the goggles over eyes and clenched mouths keeping the worst away, still she kept a hand pressing her wide-brimmed white hat against her head. The hat, hiding her face so she might feel more difficult to notice, had become a comfort item for her over the past few months, leaving Lillie unwilling to let it go. In this instance she did not have a choice.

A powerful surge of wind pushed her arm back and her hat took flight.

The movement of the three Mudsdale was more relentless than speedy, making their way unerringly through the swirling desert sands. This hid how easy it was to be lost, the roar of the wind blocking sound at more than a few paces, the storm of sand hiding sight just as quickly. Lillie turned in horror to see her hat flying backwards, experienced a brief moment of relief to see Hau on the Mudsdale behind her reach up to try and grab it, then further distress as he missed, the hat blowing off into the distance. Hau, seeing Lillie before him, gave a quick thumbs up.

Then leapt off his Ride Pokemon to give chase.

Lillie's panic quickly moved to Hapu, whose directions led her Mudsdale to pull up, the tug of the rope between her and the Ride Pokemon ahead causing Acerola and Moon to stop as well. The sand was too thick for them to see two places back, and so neither realised what was wrong until Acerola saw Hapu's frantic gesturing, the Captain then guiding the Mudsdale she rode back to the second in their chain.

Once close enough she and Moon both saw the third was without rider.

“Where's Hau?” Acerola's snap ask was answered only by a panicked Lillie explaining Hau had tried to grab her hat when the winds had caught it, and leaped off his Ride Pokemon to do so. Acerola's face paled. You didn't just get off of your Ride Pokemon in a sandstorm! What was Hau thinking? Hapu, pulling on the rope of the third to get it to close the distance to the others, dismounted her Mudsdale for a moment to change the order, so that it would follow second to Acerola and Moon. Then she reached a hand up to Lillie.

“Lillie,” the small girl, with thick and bushy black hair and a determined expression instructed her, “move to the other Mudsdale. It will carry you and follow Captain Acerola.”

“Hapu?” Lillie looked confused, “What do you mean?”

“I have spent some time in this desert too,” the girl responded, “my Mudsdale and I will stay behind and find Hau when the storm clears. She is well able to protect me, but I would not be comfortable keeping you and Moon out in this environment. Go ahead, we will catch up.”

“Wait just a moment!” Lillie shook her head, “We should all stay here then! That way we can search together for Hau!”

“If you do not know this desert it is too easy to be lost,” Hapu replied, shaking her head. “Follow Captain Acerola to the Ruins.”

“I'll come back after dropping them off,” Acerola nodded, aware Hapu's idea was best. “Lillie, move to the other Mudsdale.”

Even still Lillie shook her head. Looked to Moon for confirmation they should stay. But Moon didn't know the answer. For as deeply worried as she was, her expression clearly distressed, she didn't know what to do. So she wanted to trust in Hapu and Acerola saying they did. To that... Lillie slowly nodded, moving down from Hapu's Mudsdale to mount up on the back of the other. Acerola nodded to Hapu.

“Stay safe, I'll be back soon.”

Then steered the Ride Mudsdale she rode onwards, fording the storm and continuing upon the path to the Ruins of Abundance, deep within Haina Desert's embrace.

In ages past the Ruins of Abundance represented the bounty of nature, grown under Tapu Bulu's will. The Haina Desert, in spite of the location that it was, once stood rich with plantlife of all kinds, maintained by the Guardian Deity's power. That was long ago though, in the days the Tapu were active presences shaping Alola to the forms each desired. When the four agreed to retreat from those ways Haina Desert quickly took on its current shape, the lush lands left only in story and the Tapu's memory itself. The Ruins, once a temple in Tapu Bulu's name, were now cracked and worn down, half collapsed and choked with sand. The altar deep within remained the only thing maintained, the duty of the Kahuna keeping this one place together. Often Nanu sent Acerola to check on it instead.

At the entrance of these ruins, Acerola having unerringly guided the two Mudsdale there, Moon behind her on the first, Lillie riding the second, all three dismounted. For a moment. Just for as long as it took Acerola to wrap the rope of one of the two Mudsdale around a pillar of stone at the ruins' entrance, before mounting back up upon the other. She turned back to Lillie and Moon.

“I'll be back with Hapu and Hau, promise! Just stay here til I get back!” And as quick as she could Acerola guided her Ride Mudsdale back out into the storm. Lillie moved quickly to stand by Moon's side.

“I'm worried.” It was difficult to get one's arms out of the heavy white cloak intended to protect against the desert's sand and sun, leaving Moon struggling to reach out to Lillie properly, instead fighting to get one arm through the point the cloak's edges overlapped, her other holding onto Poipole who had decided to nestle beneath it. Lillie shook her head, holding onto her bag, taken as she'd dismounted Hapu's Mudsdale before, Nebby within making soft noises as Lillie opened the zipper keeping it inside. The Nebula Pokemon quickly poked its head out to see what was around.

“Moon, I...” Lillie looked almost apprehensive, but Moon reassured her things would be alright. The girl nodded. “I think I need to explore the ruins... if only to distract myself until the others are back. Would you come with me?” Moon nodded back immediately. She would stay by Lillie no matter what. Lillie smiled at her for that.

Then turned and continued on inside.

There was little to the Ruins of Abundance that was not ruined beyond use – sand choking some corridors, collapsed stone blocking others. Lillie and Moon walked down the main path, all that was kept in good repair, each keeping a Pokemon clutched to them. Though the goal had been to come here for some time now, now that she was Lillie wondered what it was she should do. She'd believed the answer would come to her. That somehow, by being here, she'd realise what she needed to do for Nebby. But Nebby was giving no signs of anything being different, and Lillie was having no grand revelations within. Even at the deepest point of the ruins, standing upon the staircase leading to the altar dedicated to the Land Spirit itself, she'd found nothing.

What then should she do?

“Moon, I-” she'd turned back to Moon, who'd followed behind her every step of the way, intending to ask for her advice. Instead what Lillie saw transfixed her as Moon herself was transfixed. As both stared at the sight of Tapu Bulu itself, floating behind them.

It was the largest of the Tapu, helped by the gigantic horns topping its black and bulky body. The shell of Tapu Bulu, forming a horizontal bar across its head and out over its shoulders, was red, patterns of black, white and gold marked across it. Similar were white, red, and gold the accents of its main body, both in lines upon its skin, a white ring through gold nose between its eyes, gold hooves at the end of its two muscular arms, and a golden bell shape around its black tail. The Guardian Deity, floating before Moon, reached out to her and tapped at her arm.

The arm holding Poipole.

The Guardian Deities could not stand the presence of Ultra Beasts. In that moment Moon remembered Professor Burnet telling her that, remembered Tapu Lele driving Poipole away from the Ruins of Life. She'd forgotten. She'd brought Poipole, an Ultra Beast, here without remembering it was at risk. Moon turned away from Tapu Bulu, her arm cradling Poipole keeping the Pokemon held tight.

With a deep but almost pitiful noise Tapu Bulu continued to poke at Moon.

It was like a Lillipup trying to get a toy out from under a cabinet, Lillie considered, watching as the Tapu pawed at Moon while making the deep whining sounds. It was trying to be gentle, yet unrelenting in taking the Ultra Beast from her, Moon constantly telling it to leave her be, even moving an arm to push its own aside. The sight of Moon arguing with the Tapu like it was any unruly Pokemon, constantly batting its arms away, stuck with Lillie. The Tapu grew more and more insistent, pushing harder and harder to make Moon drop the Pokemon she clutched no matter how much she told it to stop. Moon gritted her teeth.

She'd had enough!

The loud crack of sound echoed in the hall of the Tapu, Moon's hand outstretched, palm stinging violently. Tapu Bulu, before her, in shock raised a hooved hand to its black cheek, touching at the point Moon had struck it. Silently the Tapu floated back, upwards, and out through the corridor, disappearing from sight, a heavily breathing Moon standing with palm still raised. Lillie stared in shock.

She... hadn't just imagined that, had she? Moon looked down at her palm, slowly bending each finger in then out. Then with a resolute gaze looked up again, Poipole still clutched to her. That had been right. Turning back to Lillie, for a moment Moon faltered under her wide-eyed expression. But then Lillie raced down the steps of the altar, back to Moon with only concern for her alone in her eyes.

“Moon are you alright?”

The chance for Moon to answer, to express any of the torrent of emotions she was feeling in this moment – distress mixed with some sense of victory, and a righteous satisfaction she wasn't entirely sure was her own – was lost as another voice called down the halls of the ruins, reaching the ears of the two girls within.

Both Lillie and Moon turned to move to Hau as he tested the echo of this place.

“Yooooo, Moon, Lillie, are you theeeeeeere?”

At the entrance of the corridor leading to the altar room was Hau – Hapu and Acerola standing behind him. He grinned and waved as Moon and Lillie approached, the raised hand holding Lillie's wide-brimmed hat. As Lillie came to a stop before him he held it out to her with a flourish.

“I got it!”

Lillie pushed his hand aside and grabbed him by the shoulders instead.

“Why do you and Moon keep doing that?” Shaken by Lillie as he was Hau struggled to reply, Moon standing silent behind Lillie as she very much couldn't say anything in this moment. “The two of you keep doing dangerous things thinking it will be okay and scaring me please stop it! You could have been hurt! I don't... want to see you hurt. Not for something as silly as a hat. Hau, please don't ever do something like that again.”

Only when Lillie stopped shaking him did Hau move a hand to ease her grip from his arms. He smiled still, but it was a slightly more embarrassed expression. He'd hoped to avoid a scolding by finding the hat.

“Okay, Lillie,” reaching up his hand Hau set the hat on her head, Lillie leaning forward so it obscured her face, “I'm sorry. I promise not to do anything crazy like that again.” A mumbling sound of some sort of acceptance came from beneath the hat. Moon moved up too to make sure Hau was okay. Hapu, standing behind him, shook her head.

“Honestly,” the young girl held out her arms in a wide shrug in the same motion, “I found him beneath an old ruins pillar out there – he must've gone right to it.”

“It worked out though,” Hau held up his other hand, unveiling the other thing he had found in the storm. Moon stared at the bright pink crystal, eyes widening moment by moment. Wait, she looked between Acerola, Hapu, and Hau, really? The Captain joined Hapu in an equal mix of nodding and shaking her head. Unbelievable luck.

Hau just grinned and set the Psychium-Z into his own Z-Ring. He'd do his best to keep his promise to Lillie, but for his last time taking such a big risk, wow it had worked out too! Moon and Lillie both quickly joined the others in scolding Hau for his unshakable smile. Honestly.

They were glad he was alright.

Chapter Text

In the end little more came of the investigation into the Ruins of Abundance. Even after allowing Nebby out of her bag, following the Nebula Pokemon around as it investigated this way and that the sandy halls of the once temple to Tapu Bulu, Lillie found no answers. No solutions to the mystery of Cosmog, or what she must do to help Nebby get home. She sighed, defeated.

Hau and Moon, in step behind her, immediately set to cheering her up.

“Hey it's okay, Lillie!” Hau led the charge, aware he himself had only caused her stress today. “These ruins are really old and all messed up by the sand, so it's no surprise there's nothing here to see!”

Moon nodded. Then pointed to Nebby, the Pokemon playing with a pile of fallen stones, climbing them again and again before floating off to drift across the hallway of the ruins. Even if there weren't answers, Nebby seemed happier and more lively now, and wasn't that good itself? Lillie looked at Nebby as Moon said this, then back to Moon.

And smiled.

“Thank you.” The smiles answering Lillie from Moon and Hau were both bright and encouraging. She nodded, determined. She'd come this far. And it was not yet the end. So with Moon and Hau with her, she'd have the courage to go on. There was one more place yet to see. “In that case, I will take Nebby to the Ruins of Hope on Poni Island. I don't know if there will be any more answers there, but I will still try to find them all the same. Although...” a brief pause, Moon and Hau tilting their heads waiting for Lillie's thoughts, before she pushed at her thick blonde hair, the cool dry air inside the Ruins of Abundance a welcome relief from the desert heat outside, and continued. “If possible... I'd like if the both of you were to come with me.”

“Of course!” Hau agreed immediately, Moon's own words quieter but similar all the same. The expression on each, as if there were no question they'd be there for her, touched Lillie deeply. It had been just under three months since this journey began, since she'd met Moon upon Mahalo Trail and begun following her and Hau's Pokemon Journeys in step with Professor Kukui. Now she was the one leading ahead, setting a direction, and they were as eager as could be to follow her. People who wished to stay with her, to support her own wishes, and to care for her no matter what she... the strong twinge of emotion had Lillie bow her head, her wide-brimmed hat covering her face once more. Not for the risk he took, but even still, she was thankful that Hau had returned it to her.

That she had something to hide behind as the overwhelming happiness she felt in this moment threatened her with tears.

“Hey what about you, Hapu?” Hapu, the short-statured but immeasurably resolute resident of Poni Island, frowned at Hau's invitation. So Lillie wanted to visit the Ruins of Hope? It was not that Hapu would not delight in showing Lillie all of Poni Island, her home and the land she grew up with, but she... Hapu breathed out a sigh and shook her head.

“My apologies,” she answered honestly, not hesitating for a moment in what she was saying, “but I do not yet think I am ready to return to Poni Island. Not until I have finished my journey and my training. For now I will stay close to Haina Desert, and attempt to call upon Tapu Bulu for guidance and testing.”

“Huh,” Hau tilted his head, Hapu's determination not fully understood. “You're really trying to get stronger super fast, aren't you?”

“I have important reasons.” Hapu replied firmly in a tone that said there was little more she wished to say. Hau nodded and accepted that as that. Acerola, with the group as well, having kept silent while they spoke, looked about in confusion.

“That is kind of weird though,” she stopped turning for a moment to look at Moon directly, catching Moon's attention from where she was standing with Lillie, “I was really sure Tapu Bulu was going to show up. I'd heard Tapu Koko and Tapu Lele both came to see you near their ruins, Moon.” In response Moon and Lillie both kept their mouths tightly shut. Moon had no desire for her actions to be known, and Lillie understood that telling anyone Moon had struck the Tapu would only invite further trouble.

Though Lillie also worried that Moon had invited great trouble upon herself as it was.

“It's a rare person a Tapu approaches.” Hapu, who had not heard any such stories about Moon and the Island Deities before, mused. Moon from the Kanto Region. A non-Alolan native, approached by two of Alola's own Guardians. For as much as Hapu appreciated her fellow Trainer, a part of her still found the thought of that frustrating. A much more vocal part of her started yelling at her bad attitude for thinking that at all, and set off a spiral of thoughts inside of her own head. Hapu shook it to dislodge them. “It must be hard, to draw even their curiosity.” The expression Moon gave Hapu in response, one of total agreement with her words and relief for her understanding, soothed the slight jealousy Hapu had experienced. Perhaps for Moon a visitation from the Tapu could not be considered a blessing like it would be for so many others.

Maybe she was happier for not seeing Tapu Bulu after all.

In the silence of thought a loud and high-pitched sound turned the attention of the group to two Pokemon playing about, Poipole holding Nebby and zooming up and down the corridor at high speed, the Nebula Pokemon in its grip making a loud laughing noise of its own. Moon smiled, but also called her partner back, Poipole descending and offering Nebby to Lillie after Moon asked twice. The first time it seemed unwilling to let go.

There was something to be said of an Ultra Beast insistently holding onto a Pokemon treasured by the Tapu, and the response of the Tapu to Ultra Beasts themselves, but the depth of thought that began taking those thinking on it proved too much and each decided to deal with those ideas later. Acerola took a few steps away from the group so she could turn and face them all.

“So what's next?”

“For now I will stay here,” Hapu answered, nodding to the others all looking to her. “I have supplies to camp at the Ruins for some time, and so I can hope to supplicate Tapu Bulu's good will in my training. I cannot promise when I will return to Poni Island, and so cannot promise to be there for you when visiting the Ruins of Hope, Lillie. I apologise deeply.”

“It's okay!” Lillie shook her head, before giving Hapu a smile. “You have something really important you're trying to do as well, right Hapu? In that case what matters most is that we support you on your journey too!” Hau and Moon both nodded and agreed with Lillie's words, Hapu feeling her heart warm seeing this trio before her. The small population of Poni Island, the lifestyle of caring for the land, and the growth she'd pushed herself on faster and faster as her grandfather's age took its toll, had kept her from forming many friendships with others, especially those her own age. These three, their smiles and appreciation and care... she bowed her head to them.

“I am deeply thankful for each and every one of you.”

The smiles back said more than enough. Acerola nodded too.

“Okay, so if Hapu's staying here with her Mudsdale, we can head back on the two Ride Mudsdale we have! We'll stop in the Refuge Zone, say hello to Auntie for lunch, then head on through Tapu Village to Mahihinu!” Receiving nods from the others accepting her plan, Acerola waggled a finger towards Hau. “And Hau, you're riding with me, so you don't go jumping off into the desert any more!”

“H-hey-” an attempt to complain from Hau was ended quickly by first Moon elbowing him with a grin, then Lillie giggling while trying to give a stern look when he looked to her for support. The two girls quickly lost the ability to do anything but laugh at Hau for the judgement that had been served upon him. Fully deserved at that. In the end Hau just gave up and shrugged. “Okay then!” And that was that.

At the entrance of the ruins, the sky clear and bright despite the sandstorm that had raged not long ago, Hapu bid farewell to the group as they mounted up upon the two Ride Mudsdale, the one Acerola rode leading with a rope tying it to the second Moon was sat upon with Lillie behind her. Lillie had once more strapped her bag, containing Nebby, to the side of the Draft Horse Pokemon, while Moon called for Poipole to stay close to her, the Ultra Beast choosing to nestle into the thick mass of black hair stretching down the Mudsdale's head and neck. As the group prepared to disembark Moon called on Rotom-dex, who answered smoothly, alert and responsive unlike the silence it had given in the illusory dream the night before. The device was steadily, day by day, recording more and more information on Poipole to build a true profile for the Pokemon, though still obeying the request and lock Kukui had given it. Moon studied some of the information, on Poipole's poison and speed, before responding to Acerola's call to head off.

Rotom-dex had suggested the classification of 'Poison Pin' Pokemon for Poipole. Moon found the title agreeable indeed.

The journey through the sands of Haina Desert was far quieter this time, no storms raising an impenetrable vortex of particulate and sound, no adventurous Hau jumping off and disappearing from sight. With this peaceful moment Moon found herself thinking deeply, all too aware that behind her on the Mudsdale she rode sat Lillie, likely deep in thoughts of her own. For Lillie, consideration of Poni Island and the Ruins of Hope. Her next chance to find some way to help Nebby find their way home. For Moon... thinking of something else entirely.

The ghosts of Tapu Village had constructed an illusion and caught Moon inside of its dream. By Acerola's words it should have been nonsensical and confusing, but instead for Moon had been built of memories. Not her own but those of that place. The old Tapu Village before Tapu Bulu had destroyed it. The people she'd seen who were part of it, she hadn't known them – at least not as they had been then. Any whom she might have also met in reality... the memories of the dream were too hazy to recall.

But there had been two parts of the illusion that were not from the memories of that place. Hau and Lillie had been there, not as members of Tapu Village's memories but... bait? Reasons to lure Moon and make her accept what was happening around her? She didn't know. That wasn't important, not really. What mattered was what Acerola had said. The ghosts had taken Moon's memories and mixed them up to trick her. So the Hau and Lillie she had seen then, they had been the Hau and Lillie she thought of. Hau and Lillie as she saw them.

That Lillie... had been so quick to take her hand.

They'd danced together and that Moon still remembered. Could still picture that moment, spinning in circles with Lillie's hands clutching her own. The smile and laugh on Lillie's face as she stared at Moon. All those things her mind had conjured up.

“Moon?” Lillie's voice, so close behind her, made Moon jump, turning and looking back at Lillie, feeling warmth that wasn't just the heat of the desert sun on her face. Lillie, who had chosen not to wear her hat even without the storm, just in case, offered sunblock she had just finished treating her own face with. “You should use this to avoid being burned.”

Nodding quickly, perhaps too quickly for it rattled her own head, Moon reached out to accept the stick Lillie was offering. The moment of exchange, fingers touching, only flared Moon's sense of touch further and she rapidly turned back around after taking the sunblock stick. Lillie, surprised by Moon's motions, looked over her with concern. Moon just focused on applying the sunblock and trying to calm down as best she could. She felt overwhelmed, like her senses were too sharp and her thoughts too muddled. Just stared out across the desert and fell into the rhythmic pace of the Ride Mudsdale's steps. Silence escorted the four neatly out of Haina Desert, and as each passed under the stone archway framing its entrance, each breathed out in relief for it.

The oppressive heat and pressure of Haina Desert wore down any who walked its bounds.

“Fuwah~!” With a loud exhale Acerola looked back, to Hau behind her and the Mudsdale with Moon and Lillie just slightly further still. Held up a hand in her celebratory victorious 'V' pose. “We're back!”

“Thank you, Captain Acerola.” Lillie bowed her head as she stepped down from the Mudsdale first, reaching up to unhook the bag containing Nebby from its side. “Without you we would not have been able to visit the Ruins.”

“No problems, Princess!” Acerola shot back, Hau taking a smirk at the title the Captain had come up with for Lillie, Moon looking very interested at the term she had not heard used that way before. Mouthing the word at Lillie Moon received a very flustered look in return. She decided to remember that.

Ride Pokemon travelling through the Refuge Zone were not an uncommon thing, although there was no Ride Pokemon Station itself in the local area. The two the group had ridden were borrowed from the research expedition in the Rocklands, and once Acerola had led the trio with her to Mahihinu she'd take charge of returning the Mudsdale with her thanks. That would come later though – first they needed a break for lunch, as their time in Haina Desert had already eaten so much of the day. Then on through Tapu Village, along its main road which the ghosts let be, to Mahihinu where, eventually, Kahuna Nanu would show up to see Moon.

It might still take a little cajoling from Acerola first to make that happen though.

“Okay let's go see Auntie!”

Though today Iki Town holds claim as the oldest living residence of Alola, ten years ago that title belonged to Tapu Village. Much like Iki Town the residents of Tapu Village held close community, its members able to rely on one another, and taking strongly to the concept of communal family. Acerola, one of the last children of Tapu Village to hold on to its culture, practised this in her every approach to the world – labelling older adults as 'auntie' and 'uncle' and relying upon them as easily as saying hello. Those others formerly of Tapu Village, whether living in the Refuge Zone or Mahihinu, found the young girl's actions comforting. Acerola would never hear this directly, but many of the village's former residents would say she carried on the spirit of that place better than anyone else.

Certainly superior to the former Kahuna's daughter, given her choices.

“Alola, Auntie! I've brought Moon and her friends!” With loud voice Acerola called from the entrance of the caravan the older woman lived in now, staying close to Tapu Village's remains herself. It was a difficult location, dusty and dry, requiring much daily effort to remain there. But for as much as it was difficult, as much as it made things harder for her granddaughter to visit, still she persisted. Penance for her perceived failure to guide things correctly? Or the belief that she still had a reason to stay? Those were thoughts she did not speak of.

Those who understood well enough knew it was not their place to ask.

“Alola alola, Acerola dearie,” she smiled, coming to the caravan's entrance to look over the four children gathered together. It was a delight to see Acerola with other young ones, even if the girl were a few years older than them all the same. Many who came to the sixth Trial of the Island Challenge were already older than Acerola, and her near-constant work as Captain kept her too busy to often interact with many others. This was good for her that these other young ones were staying by her side. She smiled. “And alola to all of you as well!”

Behind Acerola was Moon, the heavy desert cloaks she and the others had worn now removed and placed over the Mudsdale pair tied to a nearby tree. The darker skin of Moon's face was still tinged enough to show the Haina Desert sun had gotten to her, and the older woman made a quick note to ensure all these children were given water as soon as introductions were done. The other dark-skinned youth, a boy with hair tied up at the back of his head, smiled and waved.

“Alola! I'm Hau!”

She smiled back. “Alola, Hau, how are you today?”

“Good!” Hau answered loudly, the slight hitch of expression on Acerola, Moon, and Lillie's faces all telling a different story when compared to the wide grin on the grandson of Kahuna Hala. It had been some time since she'd last seen Hala actually, as busy as the Kahuna was with Melemele. Still, in his grandson she could see him clearly, and that brought a smile to her face all on its own.

Third of the trio was a young girl of similar age to the other two, pale of skin with long blonde hair that no doubt had done her no favours in the heat of the day. Her skin was reddened too, the sunblock she'd used helping, but not preventing the effects of the day. All three would definitely need some care. Hau turned to her and uttered her name, jolting Lillie to step forward.

“Hello ma'am,” she bobbed her head, “it's nice to meet you.”

“And you as well,” in response the woman smiled to Lillie, having heard the name spoken by Hau, “though please, feel free to call me Rosia.”

“Auntie Rosie,” Acerola, who'd settled on that rhyme long ago, grinned wide, “always takes care of me when I'm heading through the Oasis! She's the best!”

“That is the meaning of Alola, after all,” Rosia replied with a caring smile, “reaching out to others around us. I'm sure the three of you have seen and done that on your Pokemon Journeys yourselves!” Hau was quickest to nod, raised in the culture of Alola as strongly as he had been. Moon spent a moment looking at Lillie, who looked back at her, before nodding as well, knowing she had reached out to another. Then made a whisper to Lillie about her bag for Lillie to understand she had also done the same. All three gave their nods. Rosia smiled with a pleased noise. Wonderful, how wonderful these children were. The light and life of Alola continuing on.

Her daughter would be proud.

Lunch was a busy affair with four guests, Rosia needing to station them outside while she cooked inside her small caravan – best for one person and able to accommodate two when needed – though made sure each had water provided immediately so they might recover from the desert's touch. Poipole, not kept in a Pokeball as many other Pokemon were, required food far more consistently, eating at every meal Moon did – the same as Nebby, though Lillie took charge of slipping food into her bag containing the Pokemon rather than allowing it out. While gathered together the three of them, with Captain Acerola, weren't likely to be approached, but there was still a basic awareness that various members of Team Skull could be found around the Refuge Zone. Acerola waved a raised concern from Moon off with a “They're just slacking off!” but it was still obvious she was keeping an eye on them herself.

Maybe the best motivation for no-one to cause trouble was simply that Rosia herself had made clear she never wanted such in her front yard. For what counted as a yard here. Really she just meant in front of her caravan. But it worked. Team Skull never gave her any trouble. Why would they?

Their Big Sis would have their heads for messing with her gran.

Lunch progressed with the four children and two Pokemon, as well as two Ride Mudsdale, receiving food, the feeding of the rest of the Pokemon with them saved for later: Rosia's stocks not capable of supporting two, three counting Acerola, whole teams of Pokemon. But she enjoyed the presence of the group all the same, watching as Acerola laughed and joked with them – Moon, Lillie, and Hau possessing such vibrant energy together. Moon from the day before, and even this morning, had been nothing like she was with those other two around her. She had spoken of missing home yesterday, but her second home clearly moved with her. Wherever those three were together...

It was a wonderful thing to see.

Though for as much as Rosia found herself delighted by this group being here, another did not. Compared to the majority of Team Skull members lounging about the Oasis, some fishing, others simply chatting and slacking off somewhere no-one would give them grief for just chilling – the Refuge Zone a home away from home where the constant downpour of rain wasn't a thing – one in particular was in a fuss. She paced in circles, ducking behind trees and bushes to watch over the pack in front of Rosia's caravan. She'd wanted to see Aunt Rosia today! What were they doing here? Grumbling, complaining, being ignored by the other Grunts lazing around, Riley of Team Skull remained in a huff.

She was back in her Team Skull getup today, the silver pendant and white beanie with skull motif to each, bandanna covering her mouth but in no way preventing anyone from being able to tell her frown. One of the others looked up at her as she fumed and suggested she chill. The inarticulate gesturing and complaining sounds she made as she indicated the pack occupying Rosia's attention did nothing to make her point. Unbelievable!

It was at about this point that Hau spotted her for the fuss she was making and pointed her out to Moon, Lillie, and Acerola. Rosia noticed as well.

“Oh that looks like Riley!” The older woman smiled, “she's very much a firebrand the young dear.”

“Uhhh,” Hau watched as Riley turned back to the group, spotted everyone looking at her, flinched, then dived into a bunch of bushes by the water's edge. “I don't think she likes us very much.”

“She's quite sensitive,” Rosia noted, Hau making a strange noise of disbelief when he looked back at her. She nodded her head as if to reinforce her words. “Truly – she cares very deeply for many things. Perhaps to the degree that she excludes everything else. I know she is a member of Team Skull, but try and spare a nice word for her if you talk to her. She is searching for the right way in life as well.”

“A lot of Team Skull don't do much with the name,” Acerola chimed in, adding her own observations of the gang in her time. “It's really only a small group that actually go causing real trouble. Just everyone tends to follow whoever's the loudest.”

All three children frowned at that. Moon considered her experiences. Team Skull picking a fight with Ilima. Attempting to steal berries and insulting her for getting in their way. Showing up to mess with her Melemele Trial. Causing trouble – Riley specifically – at Brooklet Hill. The attacks – Riley again part of them – in the Diglett's Tunnel. Some harassing Aether Foundation members on Memorial Hill. Plumeria facing Moon down. And the massive attempted takeover of Malie City led by their boss. Moon shook her head. Did Acerola and Rosia really mean that though? To Moon all Team Skull did was cause damage and trouble. And she'd heard the same from many other people around Alola too. They weren't practising Alola, were they? Sharing and supporting one another? She didn't think Team Skull were any good at all.

Rosia frowned. A strong opinion from Moon, but not a particularly rare one. She wasn't entirely sure what to say. Acerola, seeing the group had finished eating, took charge in diffusing the tense conversation. “Okay okay, it's time to get going!” Clapping her hands as she walked around, Acerola bowed her head to Rosia. “Thanks Auntie for the meal, you've really cared for Moon yesterday and today, and we're all really thankful for that!” Quickly Moon bowed her head as well, thanking the older woman for looking after her. Rosia set aside her concerns about discussing Team Skull and just smiled at the politeness of the young girl.

“And thank you for visiting, Moon. I hope that on your Island Challenge you continue to take Alola into your heart as a part of you.”

Moon raised her head with a smile. She definitely would. Reaching out to those around her. Being part of the world connected together. Part of the weave. She was happy.

Rosia of Tapu Village stared, mouth hanging slightly. Acerola intervened. “Okay okay okay!” Stepping in front of Moon this time – which didn't help as Acerola was shorter than the girl by nearly a head – the Captain called out. “We're heading out! Moon, Lillie, Hau, hop onto the Ride Mudsdale and ready up!” Bowing her head Lillie thanked Rosia for the meal, while Hau waved and praised her cooking. Moon watched Rosia's stare at her, before Acerola spun around and flapped her hands to shoo Moon off, Hau calling for her to come play him for who was riding and who was behind the Captain. Slowly Moon turned and took her leave.

Rosia reached out to Acerola.

“Acerola, why did Moon-”

“It's okay!” Saying that way too fast for it to actually be okay, Acerola spun back to Rosia and shook her head, nodding in the same motion to the degree that she briefly dizzied herself, having to hold a hand to her head to steady. Rosia stared.

“What she said was-”

“Auntie it's fine!” Acerola repeated, stressing it this time, “I need to get Moon and the others to Mahihinu, sorry but we're heading off!” By her forceful words Acerola disengaged from the conversation, but the stare from Rosia even as she watched the four mount up was one distressed. Those specific words from Moon, how had she known them? And Acerola's reaction to it... Rosia's stare lasted even as the four children waved back to her, setting off with their Ride Mudsdale heading along the main path to Tapu Village and beyond. Even as Riley finally crept up out of the bushes now that the rest of everyone was out of the way.

'Part of the weave', Rosia shook her head.

Maybe her daughter would find peace knowing another carried on her words.

As Captain Acerola had promised, the main road through Tapu Village could be travelled unaccosted at all hours. Entering through the Trial Gates on the side of the Refuge Zone was to declare yourself to the ghosts of the village, claiming you were there to undertake their challenge. Entering via any other path was to be an intruder, to be chased out rather than tested. Such was the nature of this place.

But the main road, which the two Ride Mudsdale paced evenly along, Acerola with Moon in the lead, Hau with Lillie behind, was quiet. Quiet enough for Moon to once more be caught in her thoughts, even as Acerola pointed out another branch forking off the road to the others just behind.

“So there's two main paths up Mount Lanakila – one from the north and one from the south,” the Captain explained. “It used to be only the south one, because the only people climbing Mount Lanakila were those heading to their Final Trials, but because the League is being built up there now, a road from Malie City through the mountains to the north of Lanakila was built, and a big lift system set up there. That's how they get all the construction materials up, and will be bringing up everyone who'll be taking part in or watching the League go down! Moon, Hau, you're probably going to end up climbing Lanakila from the south sooner or later. The ghosts won't mess with anyone taking that road either, it just... wasn't really a great way to get construction going up there, you know?”

The rambling of the Captain, interesting Hau actively and Lillie passively, only briefly went acknowledged by Moon. She was thinking deeply. Rosia's reaction to her words of the weave... where had Moon heard that? Her memories were growing fuzzier still of the dream world the ghosts of Tapu Village had sent her to, only bits and pieces remaining clear, but Moon was sure she'd taken the term from there.

From Kahuna Holei, she imagined.

Yet when Moon attempted to ask Acerola, the Captain only repeated that Moon would have to brave Mount Lanakila at the end of her Island Challenge, wanting little to discuss of the night Moon had had before. It was stark opposition to that morning, when Acerola was hanging on Moon's every word of the experience. More things that confused and concerned her. But she didn't push it any further as Acerola made it clear that wasn't up for discussion. Moon sighed and continued to half-listen to the Captain, watching as the Mudsdale strode past plant-covered buildings Moon was sure she could almost remember the true form of.

Looking at this ruined place, remembering what it had been in the illusion she was shown of the past, Moon recalled the sensation of striking Tapu Bulu earlier that day. In the end she didn't feel bad about that one bit. Called Poipole, floating above the group, down so Moon could rub the Pokemon's head.

She wasn't sorry at all.

The name of Mahihinu was applied some four years ago to the town stretching along the south-west coast of Ula'ula Island; as the takeover of Po Town under Team Skull took hold and its population split and spread – some travelling east to Malie City, others south to the small coastal villages along the western shore. The more Po Town became a mass of the unruly members of the gang, the more people on the western coast of Ula'ula moved south, eventually joining up with the refuge camp created by the Aether Foundation after the Tapu Village Incident six years prior. The names of those villages collapsed together, becoming Mahihinu, a stretching range of buildings both Aether and Ula'ula native containing most of the population of Tapu Village, the collection of smaller locations along the western coast, and half of those who'd fled Po Town after Team Skull's annexing of the place.

That was the town Acerola rode into with Moon, Hau, and Lillie behind her – the place she had spent most of her life growing up. First it had been quick white cube structures established by the Aether Foundation within a day of Tapu Village's destruction. Then larger buildings for care of more people and supporting of life here. Those who explored the ruins of the village took back what they could find, styling the relief housing as their own, over the years the buildings transforming to suit each of their occupant's tastes. Other buildings erected by others coming to Mahihinu continued its change, and the town took on its own unique life along the south-western coast. That was its story.

Moon, looking about the place, seeing the mixture of Aether-branded relief housing and larger traditional Alolan structures, felt sad. She wasn't entirely even sure why. Just that this sight, this place, raised an aching feeling in her heart. She stayed quiet as Acerola led the group on.

While Mahihinu stretched far around Ula'ula's west, a bay of curving sands and grassy hills with further lush islands peppering the clear waters just off the coast, close to the ruins of Tapu Village was one of the largest structures of the town. It had been the first major building erected by the Aether Foundation, aggrandisingly named 'Aether House', a residence for those orphaned by the destruction that had taken place. To this day Acerola still called that place home, acting as big sister to those living within, both younger and older than she. She was the Captain so she had the responsibility of caring for Ula'ula's south, and leading by example the concept of 'Alola'. It meant to share and support, right? So she shared and supported all those she could.

Combined with the rest of her Captain's duties, it kept her very busy. But she didn't mind being so preoccupied.

It helped keep her from dwelling on the past.

“I'm ba-a-ack everybody!” Announcing herself as soon as she was through the doors of the large facility, Acerola was quickly swarmed by the youngest of its residents, all eager to have big sis Acerola back again. Honestly, she hadn't been out that long! It was only yesterday she'd gone out to fetch Moon! Wow, pausing on that thought, Acerola's smile slipped. So much had happened, but it really had only been such a short amount of time. Maybe that was true for the entirety of Moon's journey. It hadn't even been a week yet since Moon's return from the Dragon Tamers.

Stuck on the rapid flow of events that had gone by in recent days, Acerola momentarily blocked the doorway until Hau called out to her. She spun around and gestured the three behind to follow her in. “Aue, come in, come in,” she waved over and over, “and welcome to the Aether House! The three of you can stay here while you're in Mahihinu! Then Uncle Nanu will know where to find you when he gets here, Moon. Sooner or later.” There was little actual proof Acerola had that Nanu was eager to put Moon to her Grand Trial, but he had to be, right? How could he not be interested in her – everyone was! So Acerola nodded, confident that soon Kahuna Nanu would be here for Moon's next test.

As Captain of Ula'ula's south, it was part of Acerola's job to ferry Island Challengers towards their third Grand Trial.

Aether House was headed by a Pokemon, not person, an Oranguru of significant age, intelligence, and experience. While the legal ownership of the building was still that of the Foundation's, and members could always be found working there, in the end it was that Pokemon that acted as primary caretaker for those within. Acerola, as much raised by it as she was the residents of Mahihinu, waved brightly with a smile to the headmaster of Aether House. The slightest grunt and tilt of its head meant the world to those used to it. Moon, Lillie, and Hau all just found the sight rather strange. An Aether Foundation member sitting at the front desk of the building looked up at last to see the group.

Then sat up far straighter.

“Oh! Moon, Hau!”

Both children jumped, quick to recognise Jace, and moved over to the desk to greet him. Lillie hung back.

“Hey! Mr. Jace!” Hau put his arms on the counter, stretching half over it in general excitability, “What are you doing here?”

“That's a good question,” Jace, as surprised as he was to see Moon and Hau – wait had they both completed their sixth Trials? No way, that was... way too ridiculous, right? – still slumped a little after acknowledging them. “Branch Chief Faba organised for me to be stationed here – said it would do me good to do some administration work. I don't really know what he's thinking.”

Jace had been part of making the Ride Pager, hadn't he? Moon looked confused. At the Aether Paradise all Faba had been talking about was the technology they had. Shouldn't Jace be working on that?

“That's what I thought too,” Jace didn't hide his disappointment in it being so obvious he was being stationed here as some sort of punishment he didn't understand. “But the Branch Chief's orders are to be followed so... here I am. I'm glad I at least got to see you two. How are your Island Challenges going?”

Hau was quick to mention he still had to do his fifth Trial, was travelling with Moon first while working on getting stronger. Moon though, she did confirm it: she'd completed her sixth Trial the night before. Jace just stared. Really really? The sight of the Ghostium-Z in the Z-Ring around her left wrist said it all. Really really. He shook his head, amazed. Really really.

“It's hard to even put into words how incredible that is. Are you...” for a moment he paused, considering whether this was rude, then remembered the damage done by not asking Ilima the same question so many years ago, “okay? Going like this must be stressful.”

The Dragon Tamers had helped, was the answer, Moon showing the red shawl she wore, the darker red dragon stitched across it. Thanks to them she'd come back from... things going badly.

There was a world of things to read into that, but Jace saw in Moon's expression now that she was okay. So he nodded and accepted that. “I'm glad. Are you staying at the Aether House while in Mahihinu?”

“Yep!” Acerola added in, watching as Moon and Hau chatted with Jace, Lillie hanging back at the side of the room. “I know there's space, so Moon, Hau, and Lillie there will all be staying here for a while!” Jace looked over to Lillie, who did her best to avoid meeting his eyes, before nodding and typing up the claimed space on the computer system for the Aether House.

“Moon. Hau. Lillie. Alright, done. Welcome to the Aether House, the three of you.” Jace leaned back into his chair, the brief moment of being able to do literally anything a welcome relief from just sitting around being bored. He wanted to be working – why was he even here? What had he said or done? Wracking his mind wasn't giving any answers, and only served to make him more and more distressed. Caught in his thoughts, the young man did not make the best conversationalist. Moon and Hau drifted back to Lillie.

“So tomorrow I can show you around the west side of Ula'ula!” Acerola was excited to do this, having found that spending time with these three was some of the most fun she'd had in ages. “We can go see the Ula'ula Meadow, and even the Lake of the Duske! There's lots of great places to check out before Uncle Nanu gets here for Moon's Grand Trial!”

Hau nodded first. Lillie, after a moment's thought, realised the alternative was staying here in the Aether House and that she'd rather be outside of Aether sight as often as she could.

Moon had something else on her mind.

She... kind of wanted to go back to Melemele. Just for a little! she confirmed as all three others looked at her in surprise. Just... to see her mother again. For a little while. She... missed her. Hau and Acerola both grinned wide at the words from Moon. That was a good thing, of course Moon should visit home then! Lillie... had too many thoughts about family to be able to react to Moon's own.

“I'm going to stick around here though,” Hau spoke after Moon, interlinking his hands behind his head and leaning back against them. “I haven't actually done anything on Ula'ula Island yet, so I really don't want to leave until I have. I still need to train more before I can take my fifth Trial!”

“Most Island Challengers get stopped here though,” Acerola looked thoughtful. “It's not that weird: plenty of people show up, realise they can't go forward yet, then head home for a while. It wouldn't be that bad to get away from it all!”

“Well I'm not about to go leaving Lillie on her own,” Hau chirped back, Lillie jolting at his use of her name. Then frowning.

“Hau, you shouldn't put yourself out just for me-”

“I'm doing it because I want to!” Hau answered back cheerily. “Moon, you go visit home, then when you come back and take your Grand Trial, we can both go with Lillie to Poni Island. It'd be nice if I could do mine first but... we're in a hurry, yeah?”

“That's...” Lillie looked around, clutching her bag with Nebby inside tighter to her, “Hau I don't want you forcing yourself in strange ways. Please just do what feels best for you.”

Hau, bright smile still worn, shook his head. “It's all good, Lillie! I'll keep working on my Island Challenge, but Moon's got hers and you've got your own special one too, right? And we should stick together as best we can! Just come back with me to Ula'ula after?”

The snap answer from Moon and Lillie both was that of course they'd stick by Hau for his challenges too. His smile grew just the tiniest little bit relieved. Phew! That was good then. Moon and Lillie were both racing so far ahead in their own ways, it was starting to feel like he was falling behind! But that sort of attitude about keeping up was what had made everything go wrong to start with. So instead... they just had to all stick together no matter what. That was what was best.

He was really actually super glad they agreed.

“And congratulations, Moon.” Some hours later, notified the group had made it to the Aether House, Kahili Hano strode through its doors, able to appear anywhere in Alola within hours thanks to her powerful bird Pokemon. Moon, Hau, and Lillie all greeted her, Kahili pleased to see them together and well. “I hope your time with Samson Oak's research expedition was enjoyable?”

“It was!” Hau quickly began recounting getting to see all the Pokemon around the Rocklands, Lillie correcting him on research terms with more than enough accuracy to show the topic was very interesting to her indeed. The discussion of Ryuki Oda appearing and testing Moon's Shelgon drew raised eyebrows from the Flying-type expert, but Kahili chose not to push the subject. Questioning every single ridiculous thing that happened around Moon was quickly growing passé. So instead she turned to Moon with the question that really mattered.

“Moon, how are you?”

Moon answered honestly that she was fine. Her Trial the night before had gone well. A quick glance at Acerola showed no significant reaction to those words, so Kahili accepted they must be true. “Your sixth Trial complete then. Next comes the Kahuna of Ula'ula Island's Grand Trial. Then the Trial and Grand Trial of Poni Island. Though without a Kahuna that will be difficult.”

“How long does it take the Tapu to pick a Kahuna?” Hau asked, not having heard much about the appointing of the last. Kahili shrugged. “Tapu Bulu took some time to pick the current Kahuna of Ula'ula Island, but it had a reason. Tapu Fini not doing so is... strange... especially with such a candidate as Captain Mina there.”

Maybe Mina didn't want to be a Kahuna, Moon suggested, knowing nothing of the Captain of Poni Island. Acerola, standing behind the group, gave a wide-eyed expression to Kahili, sticking her with the duty of explaining it properly. The woman sighed.

“The role of Kahuna isn't exactly something that can be refused.”

Moon's pause then, contemplative, was also tinged by annoyance. She didn't like the sound of that either. If a Tapu tried to make her a Kahuna she'd reject it outright.

This time everyone went silent and stared at her as she said that. Moon, catching their expressions, shrunk back. Kahili shook her head and attempted to move things on.

“I will be here in Mahihinu for as long as the three of you are. You may call upon me should you need me for anything.” All three children thanked Kahili for that. Moon had told the others after arriving at the research camp what Kahili had said to her, that Professor Kukui wasn't allowed here. None knew why, but Kahili's resolute statement that she would be relieved. They thanked her for that.

Moon asked about visiting Melemele.

“There's a dock just south of here!” Acerola chimed in, knowing Mahihinu inside and out. “We can get you on a ferry to Melemele tomorrow, and you can come right back here when you're ready to! I'll keep Hau and Lillie busy and not too lonely while you're visiting home, okay?” Moon nodded. Then looked to the other two. Were they okay with that? This time Hau and Lillie both gave Moon their reassurances.

“Moon,” Lillie stepped forward, “go and see your mother: she will be so happy to see you. It is good... that you can do that.”

“Yeah!” Hau's agreement covered the chance to think on Lillie's words, “We'll be waiting for you to get back, but we'll also be doing our best with our own Island Challenges, okay Moon?” She nodded, thankful for each's words. Thanks to them, she'd be able to sleep easy that night. And head back home, for a little while, knowing she would be back soon enough to see them again. All were happy with that.

And the night closed around them in peace.

A notification popped up on a screen, a match of information found. At her desk, the point of command for the Aether Paradise and Aether Foundation as a whole, Lusamine, Madam President of the Aether Foundation, smiled widely.

“Ah, there you are.”

Chapter Text

The Hau'oli City Marina was just as Moon remembered it: cool air, the thick smell of saltwater on the breeze, and the shadows of nearby buildings cast long across the area. It was strange how nostalgic it felt as she disembarked from the ferry that had brought her here. She'd left from this point just two months ago, secreted away in the early morning on the boat of Professor Kukui, taken from Melemele Island to Akala so she might continue her Island Challenge. Hidden from the prying eyes and relentless hounding of those too interested in her strange abilities to give her a moment's peace.

Nowdays the eyes that settled on her were both contemplative and oft-cautious. Her display in Malie Garden, standing up to the Team Skull Boss Guzma with an array of Pokemon someone her age simply should not have, combined with her ability to perform Z-Moves without limit, combined once again with the strange sensation of her Bonds and Z-Moves – other Trainers with the sense for Bonds finding Moon difficult to approach, and the feeling of her Z-Aura frankly unnatural – had made Moon a target of caution. Children running around with one or two Pokemon were fine and normal. Teens and young adults with partners of greater strength notable but accepted. Those adults with full teams of power all figures of respect.

But Moon had a team that made her equal to adults at the age of eleven. And seemingly no restriction on her ability to perform Z-Moves. A child with such ability... caution, was the word. People felt they should be careful. Shouldn't provoke her. And that wariness often overrode sense. Prevented people from acting normally in her presence. Only those who knew Moon, those without any such sense for Bonds or concern for her abilities, or those with the wisdom to understand she was still herself, rose above that. In the end she didn't mind as much as she might have.

Pitaya had warned Moon. Had, in Moon's time with the Dragon Tamers of Alola, helped her find a measure of inner peace, enough to wrangle the power she held. And the other half of Pitaya's advice, that Moon would still have those truly important to her by her side, had been the key. Moon had returned to Hau and Lillie and they had still stayed by her. She'd gone on and been able to be friends with Hapu, with Captain Acerola, and have them treat her in no odd ways. The abilities she had may make people wary, but there were still plenty who'd reach out to her all the same.

But then that had already been proven again that very morning.

She'd been woken early by Poipole, the Poison Pin Pokemon active from the first light of day. Aether House's sleeping arrangements were large groupings of beds, both single and bunk, which Moon, Lillie, and Hau had all distributed themselves amongst claiming open spots that Acerola indicated. She had a bed she'd been using from the beginning and wasn't changing from that no matter what thank you very much.

To keep Poipole from disturbing the others in the room – Lillie especially as the Pokemon appeared intent on getting at her bed and the bag beside it with Nebby sleeping within – Moon had taken the Pokemon outside of the sleeping area, out to the main foyer of the building where it could make more noise. Actually she'd intended to take it outside entirely, but Jace, at the front desk looking as tired as could be for the early hour of the day, occupied her attention. He'd been interested in hearing everything Moon wanted to talk about – from her journey, to her Pokemon, to Poipole itself. Upfront and honest, the Aether Foundation employee had stated he could recognise the creature as an Ultra Beast. And also knew that somehow that hadn't been reported to the Aether Foundation because a lot of people would've come running if they'd known Moon had such.

Still, Jace had smiled and held a raised finger over his mouth, he knew Moon would be happier keeping out of that for as long as she could, so he wouldn't be the one to tell on her. She appreciated that. Spoke with him, for a little while, about each of their Island Challenges, and the journeys they'd had. Jace seemed wistful talking about his. Did he miss it? she'd asked. He'd looked surprised by her question.

And hadn't found a satisfactory answer before she left.

The boat leaving from the docks of Mahihinu had been an early one. A roused Hau and barely awake Lillie greeted Moon at the entrance to Aether House, reassured her they'd be there when she returned, and saw her off with Acerola. Moon got the feeling Lillie was heading immediately back to bed. She'd didn't blame her.

The ferry from Mahihinu made its way to the Hau'oli City Marina slowly: first stopping at Konikoni and Heahea City on Akala Island, then at the Aether Paradise for those working there to disembark – and those returning from night shifts to get their own rest – then on to the main city of Melemele. It had been on the way from Aether Paradise to Hau'oli, the only time the boat had been emptier the first leg between Mahihinu and Konikoni, that a young boy had leaned over a seat, stared for a moment at Moon sitting with Poipole resting in her lap – the Pokemon listening to her request for peace on the ride, mainly so Moon herself could rest – then hauled himself out of his seat and sat down next to her. Moon, shaken from her restful state, looked at the younger boy of perhaps six or seven sitting beside her. He smiled.

“Hey what's that Pokemon?”

Poipole, aware it had caught someone's interest, set to preening and showing off, posing while floating above Moon's lap now, before flipping upside-down and spinning in the air. The young boy laughed and clapped at the showoffish Pokemon as Moon gave its name and made sure she mentioned how much of a troublemaker it could be. Poipole didn't seem to respond to her barb.

For a minute Moon, though mostly it was Poipole doing so, entertained the child, the boy enraptured by the energetic Pokemon. He was looking forward to having his own one day! His mom had a Furfrou that was big and friendly and he wanted one too! Did Moon have a Furfrou? She did, she'd answered, talking about catching it outside of Hau'oli City, and the times she'd battled alongside it. Not many, though Moon didn't speak about this part, as her quickly rotating team had moved many Pokemon she'd caught to the Pelago, but Furfrou was doing well there too. It seemed to enjoy digging in the caves Mohn had discovered on one of the Poke Pelago islands. It had been a while since Moon had visited the Pelago too. She should go back there as well.

So many places to be...

“Excuse me, I- oh!” The voice of an older woman, standing up now after noticing her son had disappeared from his seat, came to a halt as she spied the boy sitting in the seat behind where they had been, next to another young girl. Older than her son, just enough to be on a Pokemon Journey, with a vibrant purple Pokemon out and about. That wasn't really the interesting part though. What mattered was who the girl was.

That was Moon.

“Please forgive my son,” she quickly tried to excuse him, so as not to disturb the young girl racing across Alola, with Pokemon of incredible power and who – the Masked Royal had said – should be left well enough alone. “He didn't mean to disturb you.” The shake of Moon's head and insistence it was fine didn't seem to assuage the woman's worries. She reached down to touch her son's shoulder, pushing slightly to move him to stand. He huffed at her.

“I wanna sit with her Pokemon!”

“You shouldn't hassle her!”

“We were just talking!”

The argument taking place quickly concerned Moon, who had actually been enjoying just talking without concern. But her attempts to placate the woman failed to cross over. She seemed determined to move her son back to their own seat.

An older man sitting in a seat nearby piped up.

“Ah let him be, love, I think the young miss was enjoying chatting!”

“But-” she looked at the man, shaking her head, “-he shouldn't be-”

“It's fine,” a waved hand from him blew off her worries, the few others seated around listening in on the conversation, aware the girl sitting there was the Trainer Moon. “Hey you should tell her about your Furfrou, she was just talking about having one of her own!”

“Oh, I...” startled, the mother glanced back at Moon, who was now looking up at her with some measure of expectation. “Well, his name is Mr. Scruffs, and...”

The remainder of the trip to Hau'oli City was conversational. Moon listened to and spoke with those around. When asked what she was heading to Melemele for, explained she wanted to visit her mother after being away for so long. Immediately as she said that the older woman herself became more relaxed, warmer of tone, supportive of Moon and insisting that Moon's mother would no doubt be delighted by her return. A few other people with their own Pokemon spoke to Moon about them. One or two asked how her Island Challenge was going. No-one stopped talking or moved away when Moon expressed she'd finished her sixth Trial.

This was Alola as it should be.

And as Moon disembarked the ferry onto the docks of the Hau'oli Marina, Poipole clutching onto her back, as the others who'd travelled with her wished her a good day and the best of luck in her endeavours, Moon had smiled. Smiled because even though that current of caution and wariness lurked about her, the true spirit of Alola was stronger still. She knew now, in her heart, that that worry would fade. But the warmth of this region would not.

She was happy.

As Moon walked she looked for a point in the ground, the place where three months ago a crater had been, left by the Z-Move Ilima had used to scare a pack of Team Skull Grunts off, the first Z-Move she had ever seen. Experiences since then, seeing other Captains using Z-Moves, had told her that Ilima's had been a little more forceful than regular, given how winded he had been in its wake. Maybe he'd needed to go overboard to get Team Skull to back off.

Maybe he'd just been showing off for her sake.

However it may be, where that damage had been was paved over and repaired long ago now, and there was no sign of anything having happened in its place. Just the memories Moon could superimpose over this location, seeing Ilima standing there with the Yungoos before him, performing the Z-Pose for the Normalium-Z. Moon had used that pose time and time again, both in battle and in training – her experiences with the Dragon Tamers an extensive daily volume of Z-Moves – and traced her knowledge and appreciation for it back to this moment. She was thankful for Captain Ilima having taken the time to show her such.

He grinned wide to see her wandering down the street.

With the seven Captains of Alola being in constant contact with one another, and all taking on a significant intent in being responsible for Moon, Ilima had been informed the night before by Acerola that Moon would be returning to Melemele. So he'd known the ferry she was catching's schedule, known when she would be here, and moved to greet her in turn. Moon, looking up and seeing the brown-skinned and pink-haired Captain ahead, called out his name and moved faster towards him. Ilima smiled gently at her excitement.

The last time he'd seen her she'd been under such stressful conditions. Now there was vibrance and life to her. It was incredibly pleasing to see. He couldn't help his smile.

Not that he wanted to.

“Greetings, Moon, it is good to see you again. I see your Island Challenge has treated you well.” In response to Ilima's words Moon nodded immediately, surprised he'd come to see her. Poipole stuck its head over her shoulder, Ilima gazing into the bright blue eyes of the Ultra Beast. Captain Sophocles had told everyone about that too. Ilima waved a hand absently. “What one Captain knows every Captain knows – and I would be remiss to not welcome you back to Melemele Island. I understand you wish to visit your mother, so took the initiative in retrieving a Ride Tauros for you to take across the city. Please do go ahead – I would hardly wish to get in the way of such an important reunion.”

Moon bowed her head and gave her thanks, Ilima appreciating her manners. Sophocles, after Moon's first attempt at his Trial, had broken down the entire event and thoroughly shocked the four Captains to have overseen Moon before. Her treating others rudely, not properly caring for her Pokemon in battle, and losing herself as explosively as she had, came as a surprise beyond measure to each and every one of them. They'd never seen it coming, and each of their prides had taken a hit realising that. There was a genuine sensation, in each Captain and Kahuna to have come before this moment, of failure to properly understand what Moon was going through as she took her Island Challenge.

Then immediately after a solid resolution to never let her or anyone else down in such a way again.

If Moon stayed on Melemele for long enough, Ilima considered as he directed her to the Ride Tauros waiting nearby, he would enjoy occupying her attention for a moment. Testing her Pokemon and her training, and giving what advice he could to help her prepare for her third Grand Trial. But Acerola had mentioned clearly that Moon would likely only go so long before being driven to return to Lillie and Hau, and in the time she was here her time with her mother was first priority. As much as he'd missed his chance to test her in the beginning of her journey, Ilima had found some measure of patient acceptance that his moment would come. And the more able Moon grew, the more joyous that moment would be.

He'd still try to get a battle while she was here though. He couldn't be blamed for that much, right?

With her thanks to Ilima given Moon set off across Hau'oli City, reliving the moments she and Hau had completed the Ride Pokemon Safety Course together those few months back, earning the right to rent and ride those Pokemon across Alola. They'd simply been enjoying growing, and exploring, and seeing new things. She really had fallen from that mindset as her Island Challenge continued.

Maybe after taking Lillie to the Ruins of Hope they could all go back to Malie City. Hau still had his fifth Trial. And Moon had never had the chance to explore the city proper. The three of them going about it together... that would be nice. She'd enjoy that.

She'd mention it when the chance arose.

From the southern marina of Hau'oli City Moon rode, Poipole holding onto her back and letting the racing wind rush over it, up through the city centre, then east, past residential houses and a beach-front overlooking golden sands, shimmering blue seas, and countless people and Pokemon taking it all in. Out along the road leading to the Trainer's School of Melemele Island, closed today for the weekend had begun. Then further beyond into the Hau'oli Outskirts, that region between city and Iki Town that wasn't quite either but wasn't quite neither either. Her house was close to the sea, the path leading from it down to the waters where the laboratory of Professor Kukui could be found. Moon was unsure who had been looking after it while Kukui and Lillie were gone these past months. But she didn't focus on that for now.

She focused on home.

The Ride Tauros had been returned to a station at the city's edge, Moon heading on foot from there. And now she was here, before her home, a place she had only lived in for a little while in total. She'd gone on her Island Challenge soon after arriving in Alola. The house wasn't familiar to her in the way a home one lived in for years was. But there was still a feeling to it, a presence, that made it home. Moon made her way to the door.

Children often struggle to think of their parents' lives as their own, and so as Moon reached out to the door she fully expected her mother to answer. She'd spent time considering whether to knock or simply enter – no warning given so she might surprise her mother – and chose in the end to knock. For now Moon's belief that her mother would always be there remained true. An echoing “Just a minute!” answered the rap of her knuckles. The sound of her mother's voice in person struck Moon deeply just hearing it.

Ah, she was home.

The door opened. For the briefest of moments Jewellery looked forward, before angling her eyes down, meeting her daughter's. Recognition filled in an instant as her mouth widened and the first notes of absolute delight formed in her voice. Moon smiled at her.

Jewellery embraced her daughter without a second thought.

“Moon!” The cry of her name in her ear Moon answered by tightening her own grip back, her own hug of her mother, feeling Jewellery give her all into holding her daughter close. They stayed like that for moments that stretched together, one length of time just holding on to one another. Poipole mirrored the motion and pushed its head against Moon and Jewellery's as well. Happy to call anywhere Moon did home.

When Moon slackened her grip as sign to let go Jewellery drew back, but first planted a kiss upon her daughter's forehead. One of Moon's hands found one of her own and squeezed it tightly.

Jewellery nearly cried right then and there.

“Why didn't you tell me you- oh you just love surprising your mother don't you? Come in come in, let me make you something, oh Moon tell me everything I want to hear absolutely everything!”

Wasting no time Jewellery guided her daughter inside, the Kanto-native Meowth that lived alongside Jewellery eyeing off Moon as she returned. The Scratch Cat Pokemon did not make nearly as grand a show of welcoming Moon as Jewellery had, but it did approach and butt its head, cool metal coin set within it, against her leg. Moon smiled down at it and said hello. The Pokemon made a noise of approval back and stayed close to her. Poipole watched from where it stayed hanging on to Moon's shoulder.

Immediately Jewellery set to preparing a meal, one made of all her daughter's favourite foods – the ingredients for such always kept fresh within her house. A surprise beyond surprises her daughter had returned, unannounced once more, as she seemed wont to do. And with a new friend as well! Looking out from the kitchen Jewellery watched as Moon spoke to the purple Pokemon with her, an affectionate, if high-pitched, sound coming from it in response to her daughter's words. It was the picture of a Trainer with great love for their partner and a partner who clearly loved them back. Jewellery couldn't stop smiling at the sight. She'd been considering being a homebody today, not quite in the mood to head out and greet the friends she'd made around the area. Her reward for that? Her own beloved daughter showing up on her doorstep. She couldn't believe her luck.

And she couldn't be happier.

It had been just over five weeks. Just over five weeks since the call came in the early evening, Professor Kukui on the line. He'd checked in before, now and again, the same as Moon had: to let Jewellery know how things were going on. Because of that receiving a call from him wasn't a surprise or cause for concern.

Because of that what he said shocked her as deeply as it did.

To hear her daughter had undergone what was essentially an emotional breakdown brought on by failing a Trial in her Island Challenge had Jewellery prepared to march to Ula'ula Island herself with hellfire in her eyes for those responsible. Kukui, constantly apologising and accepting he had to take blame in this, succeeded in staying Jewellery for a moment, her attention refocusing upon Pitaya, Guildmaster of the Alolan Dragon Tamers, who had taken Moon in. So Jewellery spoke to Pitaya.

Jewellery spoke to Pitaya for a very long time indeed.

“She feels ashamed,” the Guildmaster had said clearly, “though it is in no way truly her fault. The pressure upon her, and our ignorance of it, created this moment, and it is the responsibility of everyone who has taken a role in guiding her to shoulder that blame. Nonetheless seeing those she values, those she cares about, is too much for her now that she believes she has failed them all, and let them down. I will do my utmost to help her recover from this. I am sorry that I must ask you to trust me with your daughter's care.”

Few times in her life had Jewellery felt as impotent, as powerless, as she did hearing Moon's voice that day. Pitaya had passed the call to Moon, who had answered with few words. Just that she was training with the Dragon Tamers now. Didn't want her mother to worry. How could she not? All Jewellery could do was worry. Only the voices of others stayed her hand. Kukui firstly, promising that Pitaya knew how to care for Moon. Then Hala, the Kahuna seeking out Jewellery later that day. Still she'd worried, and stressed, and fretted, and nearly boarded a ferry to Malie City the next day.

Living with that stress had been some of the worst few days of her life.

Yet in the days and weeks to pass Pitaya did as she had promised. Each time Jewellery called, or Moon called her, there was news her daughter was feeling better. More stable. Understanding that the demands she'd placed upon herself, that had been placed upon her by everyone's unintentional expectations, had pushed her too far. Call by call Jewellery felt her fear and concern melt away. In the end she struggled to express how thankful she was to the Guildmaster.

Pitaya had been unwilling to accept her words.

“I too am at fault,” the woman had said when they finally met, Jewellery travelling to Malie City to join the Guildmaster for a meal and speak to her face-to-face. “For I too assumed Moon's progress was made with head-held high, as unaffected by the stress of this challenge as she is by the power of her Bonds. When I first approached her it was with a flawed mindset intending to entice her with further challenge. That only drove her further to that point. I cannot accept thanks, for my actions are my apology. I hope that you will forgive me.”

She would. As long as Moon did first.

Moon, sitting at the table of her home, happily dug into the food Jewellery provided her, Poipole similarly enjoying what was on offer as Jewellery watched over her daughter with a feeling so jubilant it felt as if her heart would burst from her chest. Moon's Pokemon Journey was so different to so many, staying away from home so long after first heading out, that it had left Jewellery wholly unprepared for the silence of the house. She knew, in her heart of hearts, that she would not have her daughter for long before Moon returned to her journey but while she did she...

“I'm so happy to see you.”

Moon stood up and moved to hug her mother again. She really was going to cry!

“Moon, you...” looking down at her daughter, Jewellery realised what stood out to her, “you've gotten taller!” When Moon stepped back her mother was quick to raise a hand, holding it out to rest upon Moon's short-cut hair. Yes, Jewellery was sure, her daughter was a little taller! Just a bit, in these two months past, but still! Actually more than that, now that Jewellery looked at her daughter closely and with focus, she saw slight other differences too. There was slightly more sharpness to her face. And from her journey across Alola, so often trekked on foot with Pokemon beside her, Moon glowed with health as well. The first images of the woman her daughter would grow up to be.

Oh now she was definitely going to cry!

Pokemon Journeys were deeply interlinked with the growth of children, their first steps on the path to adulthood. Taking responsibility for their partners, learning to care for others and see the world around them: it was the nature of this world as it was to support such. For many children the length of a Pokemon Journey would be same as their own growth, times spent away from home learning more about being a part of this world, and time spent at home preparing to face their next challenges. But Moon's difference, her inexhaustible pace, kept her away for so much longer than most. Her journey, by the definition of its end, would be over so much sooner.

But these beginning moments of her growth, of her first steps into maturity, Jewellery would miss. She did not regret Moon's ability. She did not regret Moon's journey. She did not regret anything about Moon at all.

But she did regret she wouldn't be able to be there as much as she wished she could.

“Now Moon,” with the food served eaten, Jewellery settled Moon with an excited look, “tell me everything! All about your journey and about your partners too! I want to know everything!”

So Moon told her.

One by one Jewellery was introduced to Moon's partners, Poipole first of course, but Decidueye, Shelgon, Sylveon, and Larvesta too. Compared to those five Milotic was slightly too large to show off inside the house, and so when Moon and her mother later walked down to the beach Moon unleashed the Tender Pokemon then. Jewellery had seen all of them – besides Poipole – in the recording of Moon's battle with the leader of Team Skull – something else that had nearly given her an attack! – but meeting them in person was an experience all of its own. Jewellery, though not a battling Trainer for many years now, still had stood on the League stage herself. She could sense a Trainer's Bonds, not well but ably enough. So she could sense the impossibility around Moon, the sheer wall of presence to her Bonds that could not be told apart. But she saw her daughter too and her daughter she loved with all her heart.

So Jewellery just embraced her and heard her story instead.

Moon told most of it. In the end there were pieces she kept silent, things she did not want to discuss. Tapu Koko challenging her in Verdant Cavern. Tapu Lele grabbing her at the Ruins of Life. Tapu Bulu's destruction of Tapu Village, and her striking of the Guardian. No words of Team Skull's Plumeria threatening her. Nor of the Aether President Lusamine's hurting of her arm, the woman's presence felt all across Alola, whether in advertisements for the Foundation or the work the Foundation did itself. Moon spent little details on the early days of Ula'ula Island, where she'd lost herself to the pressure she felt. And spoke absolutely nothing of the illusions of Tapu Village, or the meeting with Kahuna Holei and her words.

But even keeping all those moments silent, times Moon struggled with understanding how she felt about them, or did not want to worry her mother with, there was still so much to the story as to enrapture Jewellery. Her daughter talked freely and for hours, happy to discuss all manner of things. It was, without question, the most life and light Jewellery had ever seen in her. Moon was, truly, happy beyond measure.

The feeling of that was so intense Jewellery almost couldn't bear it.

And so for the rest of that day the two stayed together, talking and sharing their experiences and their love for one another. The happiness Moon felt with the mother she loved, it helped her. She'd needed this, truly needed this. And so she stayed. And the first of these two nights back with her mother passed joyfully on.

Captain Acerola had left Mahihinu shortly after seeing Moon off, taking the two Ride Mudsdale she had borrowed from Samson Oak's Research Expedition east, through Tapu Village, then Haina Oasis, and into the Rocklands back to that camp. She had her own Pokemon for travel, and could easily return to Mahihinu using her Drifblim, though the Blimp Pokemon often took roundabout ways depending on the currents of the air. The total journey would still be a good few hours. While she was away, Lillie and Hau took charge of entertaining themselves.

“Come on Lillie let's head out!” Hau's call was agreed to quickly, Lillie following him outside of Aether House's enclosure, making no eye contact with the Aether Foundation worker at its desk. She'd never been particularly exposed to the regular members of the Foundation, kept separate to them in the majority of her lifestyle, and so hoped this was one who would not know her.

But she'd still rather not press her luck.

Mahihinu was a different place to anywhere else in Alola, for even after ten years it was still a location struggling to define itself. It was no city like the largest of Alola. It was no ancient town like Iki, or Wahiola either. It stretched wide like Konikoni City, curving around the western coast of Ula'ula; held a population more like Wai'oli, buildings spread out with space between each; and remained disconnected in so many ways to the rest of the island itself. Go too far north and the territory of Po Town would block the way. East was Tapu Village's remains, then the Rocklands, barriers on the journey to Malie City. And the mountainous landscape bisecting Ula'ula Island wasn't fit for any sort of travel at all. No, Mahihinu's main connection to other locations was by boat, and a life lived by boat was the most common for its residents.

Fields grew vegetable produce, boats fished in the clear waters off of the coast, and the town lived a quiet life, no grand motions made to turn it into anything more. Maybe the actions of Tapu Bulu, destroying the last residence of so many of Mahihinu's people, had afeared them to the concept of change. Maybe so many people had decided the best way to continue on was to just live quiet lives from beginning to end.

Maybe this was just the way it should be.

But even in this quiet town, the people about friendly and welcoming to Hau and Lillie, each keeping a Pokemon close – Hau with Pancham out and holding onto one of the legs of his shorts, Lillie with Nebby in the bag she always held tight – there were still sparks to be found. Little seeds that might one day blossom. Today, as the two friends spent the time before Acerola returned just exploring the local area themselves, loud voices and a rush of younger children drew their attention. Something was going on down by the beach.

So of course they followed along.

“There he is!” The voices of not only children but a number of adults filled the air, people gathered at the shoreline down from the Aether House and other housing around, a crowd watching out over the water as a figure atop a Pokemon cut a line through crashing waves. It was an elegant and stylish display, the group greatly entertained by the action. Hau watched riveted, the sight of someone easily surfing over the water capturing his full attention. He wanted to try that!

“I want to try that!”

Lillie, who while aesthetically appreciated the show very much did not want to attempt riding a Pokemon amongst surging waters, made some form of non-committal noise when Hau looked at her. He looked back at the man surfing, and whooped as the figure closed into the shore, joining the crowd of children and young adults swarming down around him.

The man, tall and wrapped in a kimono of white with black lining, the similarly dark long scarf he wore matching the spiked hair styled back behind his ears with a crop of it hanging over his face, came to a stop just before the shore, remaining atop the Brutal Pokemon Sharpedo, a four finned Pokemon with three blue atop head and from sides, one white from below, and cavernous mouth lined with sharp teeth. He smiled and waved to the gathered group. Up close Hau heard a name amongst the people gathered.

Grimsley.

Hey hadn't he heard that name before?

“Man oh man, you're all bustling today, huh?” The smooth voice of Grimsley stretched over the waves to the shore, those gathered folks waving with delight to see him. He waved back with a lazy motion. Held a lopsided grin. “It hasn't been more than a week since I went out on my surfing trip, did you all miss me that much?”

“Uncle Grimsley!” One of the younger ones amongst the crowd shouted out. “You promised you'd teach us how to surf Pokemon when you got back!” Various other voices agreed with that. Grimsley paused.

Oh heck he had too hadn't he?

“R-right!” Nodding his head, Grimsley gave a smile slightly less natural, “that's no problem then, do you all have Pokemon to try and surf with? A Mantine is best, but there're plenty others you can try with too. Who here has a Water-type Pokemon with them?”

Mutters amongst the crowd, voices confused and sure that Grimsley had mentioned he'd prepare the Pokemon for surf class, failed to eclipse Hau's loud voice, raised hand, and the relief Grimsley felt in having someone bail him out for forgetting entirely about his promise. He'd need to move quick after this to get a bunch of Ride Pokemon together for lessons. For now Grimsley waved Hau forward.

“Alright alright, step forward young man, I'll start off by teaching you the basics and everyone else can watch you learn. Then tomorrow we can try proper – I'll go find some Ride Pokemon we can use for those who don't have their own.” Continued muttering amongst the crowd didn't stop Hau from bounding forward, or from the other young ones excitedly agreeing and nodding along. Grimsley, internally, breathed out a sigh of relief. Phew. That could've been embarrassing.

He really should have remembered that.

“Your name?”

“Hau!”

Oh, Grimsley nodded, showing little reaction, so this was Hau, huh? Grandson of the Melemele Kahuna, one of the two Trainers going beyond one-hundred percent speed on their Island Challenges. Look at that Pancham clutching tight to him, cute as a button little girl, she clearly trusted him fully. What an astounding boy.

A brief look over Hau's head, scanning the crowd gathered, showed no signs of the second young one known to be journeying beside him. Grimsley had followed all the news, knew full well the entire Moon deal – as much as was known in the public sphere at least – and would admit he had his curiosity. No sightings today though. He focused back on Hau.

“I like your partner there, but I don't think she'll be able to help with surfing lessons.”

“Oh!” Realising, Hau turned to the Pancham and knelt down, talking to her for a moment, patting her head, before returning her to the Luxury Ball he used for her. Grimsley grinned at the sight. Hau was the doting sort. Well he didn't mind that either. A moment later Hau had pulled out a different Pokeball, and activated it to manifest a Pokemon that would do well in the water. The Pop Star Pokemon Brionne, a blue seal-like creature with ruffled rings of white and teal along its body, strong flippers and a bright pink nose, appeared right in the water, balancing up on its tail and clapping its fins together happily. Well alright then.

“Not too bad, not too bad,” Grimsley nodded, well aware that for the amount of time Hau had spent on his Island Challenge, having evolved a starter Pokemon to this level already was completely unreasonable, “they're definitely ready for a swim. But if you want to ride, the only way they're going to bear your weight is by going at speed. This won't be an easy learning experience, still want to try?”

“Yeah!” Hau nodded, Brionne joining the motion. Look at the two of them so in sync. Seems there was no way this wasn't going down. Grimsley tapped a foot upon his Sharpedo's back, the Pokemon beginning to retreat from the shore with its Trainer atop it.

“Alright then, lose the shoes and come join me out in the water.”

“Okay!” Hau quickly turned to find Lillie, who agreed to mind his shoes and bag while he was out on the water with Brionne. Others around, many recognising Hau, wished him well with trying out Pokemon Surfing, receiving smiles and thanks from Hau in return. Shortly after, holding onto Brionne's back, Hau was brought out by the Pokemon into the water, paddling with his own legs while clutching tight, looking up at Grimsley on his own Pokemon before him. Grimsley nodded. Lesson time.

“Since you're a Trainer and this is your partner, here's an advanced lesson to get you started,” the tall and pale-skinned man advised. “Because you have a Bond together, because you can share your thoughts, you can move together as one and maintain better balance than someone trying to react to the Pokemon they're riding. So that's lesson number one, rely on your Bond to keep pace and balance. That's not really something I can tell a bunch of kids who don't even have their own Pokemon yet you know.”

“Right!” Hau nodded, before attempting to haul himself up onto Brionne's back, the blue-furred Pokemon dipping under the water from his weight. Brionne was strong enough, but carrying a person on its back was still an issue. Hau struggled to find balance before slipping back into the water with a loud “ack!” Grimsley just smiled.

“Let's try again.”

From the shore the gathered crowd watched as Hau continued attempting to ride his Pokemon: after a little while figuring out his balance, trying to move over calmer waters and keep his footing, failing a few times more before accomplishing that, and eventually working up to keeping even on Brionne's back as the Pop Star Pokemon zoomed across the water. Then right into a wave and the two wiped out hard. A collective vocal flinch from the crowd sounded out, before shouting encouragement across the water as Hau, soaked thoroughly but as happy as could be, popped his head back above the water and tried again. He was relentless.

Voices praising him sounded out around Lillie.

She listened with interest hearing others speaking of Hau, about his pace, mentioning that he and Moon were often seen together, some even asking her about both. Lillie attempted to handle their interest, but was better saved by other members of the crowd telling those curious not to be rude in prying. This supportive wave of people, this spirit of Alola, Lillie found it comforting.

Even she joined in yelling out reassurances for Hau as he continued to practise upon the waves.

By the time the afternoon was setting in proper Hau had found his pace, he and Brionne working together, leaning into each turn and wave in perfect synchronisation. It was exactly as Grimsley had said: by relying on his Bond with Brionne Hau was able to match his partner in every way. This closeness, this focus, it would manifest again in Hau's next battle, his ability to focus on and direct through Bonds honed by this act. Grimsley, watching over the boy's growth, shook his head at its speed.

He'd been years older before he'd gotten nearly as close to the ability Hau was showing here. Honestly, ridiculous.

This younger generation really was prepared to shine.

“Alright then,” when Grimsley returned to the shore, a tired but happy Hau paddling after while holding onto Brionne's back, the tall man addressed the crowd. “You can see that learning to Pokemon Surf is going to be a lot of falling into the water and starting by just figuring out how to stand. We can start tomorrow whether you have your own Pokemon or not, so come meet me here in the morning and I'll teach you how, alright?”

Appreciation from those still around, the riveted children especially, relieved Grimsley that he was going to get away with this after all. He reached down a hand as Brionne passed his Sharpedo by and patted Hau on the head. “You're a fine student,” he nodded his appreciation, “and an excellent Trainer. Good luck with your Island Challenge.”

Hau, surprised by the compliment, let his mouth hang for a moment before a wave pushed seawater into it and he spluttered and coughed, an almost immaculately dry Grimsley laughing at the motion as Brionne hauled its Trainer ashore. Lillie greeted the soaked Hau, standing just a few paces back so he wouldn't get her wet himself.

When he bounded to his feet and shook like a Herdier to throw as much water off of him as he could she still ended up splattered by seawater all the same. Huffing and complaining did nothing to shelve his smile. So she just gave up with a sigh and smiled at him too.

“You did very well.”

He grinned as wide as he could.

Kahili and Acerola both caught the two for the night's meal, the four enjoying one another's company for it. The stories of the day for Hau and Lillie had both Kahili and Acerola nod. That sounded about right. Acerola went first.

“Uncle Grimsley came out to Alola last year, he's waaaay popular with everyone because of his Pokemon Surfing!”

“He's also an exceptionally strong Trainer,” Kahili added on, “a former member of Unova's Elite Four, and a registered competitor in the first Alolan Pokemon League.”

“That's where I heard his name!” Realising in an instant, Hau slapped a closed fist against an open palm, “from the dinner in Heahea!” Kahili nodded. That was right. Hau huffed that he hadn't remembered that sooner. If he'd known Grimsley were that cool he would've had loads of questions about ways to improve as a Trainer. Little did Hau realise Grimsley had already taught him one of the most important. He still contemplated it as he turned and looked at Brionne, asleep before a plate of food he'd served. The heavy exercise of the day had worn his partner out, and they were sleeping deeply indeed. He smiled at them. They'd done well.

Moon had evolved her partner to its final level, Decidueye, evolution of Dartrix, evolution of Rowlet, so quickly. But Hau understood well that had taken something maybe no-one else could do, he could just tell when looking at it. So the fact Brionne hadn't evolved, the fact they wouldn't for a good while yet, didn't worry him too much. They were still getting stronger together. Still doing their best. And that was what was most important. Doing their best.

And continuing to take part in Alola as they went.

The next morning of Moon's visit to her mother on Melemele dawned with the two sharing another meal – Jewellery too intent on cooking for Moon all her favourite foods to fall prey to the desire to go out together on the town. Poipole and Meowth had reached less of an understanding as much as a division of space – the floating Ultra Beast to remain always above the ground, only landing to hold on to Moon or sit on taller furniture, the Scratch Cat disapproving Poipole descending below table height. Moon and Jewellery both fussed with their respective Pokemon, but the two remained at odds for the moment. Jewellery would suggest taking both out for a walk around later on – her partner Meowth more diurnal than most just by the life it lived with her – but for now they all had to wait.

After all, they had a guest incoming!

It wasn't long until the knock on Jewellery's door had her call out and stand to welcome the woman inside, one of many friends she'd made living around the area! Jewellery was at heart a socialite, and far moreso in Alola than back home in Kanto it proved easy to greet others and make a new friend. She'd even travelled out to see the other Islands too! Yes, Alola had welcomed her readily and she was thankful for it. Today the woman she greeted was one of the first to approach her. On the grounds to discuss her daughter initially, but as opposed to the vast majority she was not an individual Jewellery had to reprimand for their interest.

After all, her interest was for the proper care of Moon going forward.

“Moon,” Jewellery introduced the woman stepping into their household, “this is Asuka, head of the Pokemon Schooling System in Alola.”

Asuka was a woman of dark skin and blue-black hair, slightly taller than Jewellery, a few inches between them at her full height, though that was rarely seen as so often she leaned upon a cane she always carried with her – an old leg injury that didn't quite heal right not enough to stop her going about her day, but enough that if there was an option to reduce the strain when out and about she'd take it. The highlight colour she preferred was blue – evident in the large and round earrings hanging from her lobes, the necklace resting atop her clavicle, the colour of her nails, the shirt beneath her dark grey jacket, the lines along the hem of that jacket, and the rolled back sleeves revealing the same colour within. Blue wasn't Moon's own signature colour – the girl preferring brighter reds, yellows, oranges, and pinks, her disguise when upon Akala composed of colours that least suited her – but looking at Asuka she still found the woman's styling impressive.

She was clearly someone who took pleasure in the appearances she could create.

“Alola, Moon,” Asuka spoke with a nod of her head, a calm and steady voice that implied years and years of focus and control. Moon had heard her name before, mentioned as one of three significant figures in Alola invited to take part in its first League. Given the impact Jackson and Pitaya had each made upon her, Moon immediately felt a swell of respect for this woman too. She greeted her in the same terms. Asuka smiled to hear it.

“Asuka and I became friends soon after you left for Akala,” Jewellery filled in the story for Moon as she waved Asuka in to join them, the family Meowth deciding this was one too many people and disappearing to go sleep on Jewellery's bed, Poipole seizing the opportunity to go and upturn the Meowth's own kitty-bed out in the living room. Moon caught the motion and tsked at her partner, Poipole floating over and grabbing onto her leg with a tight hug. It seemed to have picked up on the gesture from watching Moon and Jewellery both.

Moon rolled her eyes and reached down a hand to rub its head. Asuka studied the display with interest.

“For many trainers it can take months for a partner to trust them fully, opening their hearts enough for true power to flow through their Bonds and allow them to fight at full force.” Accepting Jewellery's offer of a seat, Asuka sat down at the table, resting her cane across her legs. “I wonder if your ability to connect with your partners so innately is another part of your gift, or another gift entirely. I suppose it doesn't matter. I just cannot help my own curiosity meeting you in person at last. I am sorry I did not get the chance when you visited my school at the beginning of your journey – I was indisposed at the time. Though by what she told me, Ms. Emily did a fine job caring for you in my place.”

Moon nodded, remembering the day she had visited the Pokemon School just nearby. So long ago...

If she returned again their 'Elite Four' would be ducking for cover to avoid her challenge. Asuka laughed at Moon's joke. Then shook her head.

“Stronger or not, they would still benefit from challenging you and enjoy the act. You shouldn't place yourself above others just because you have power, correct?” Moon's eyes widened as Asuka casually recited a precept of the Dragon Tamers. The Principal smiled. “I've had my own education.”

“Principal Asuka and I,” Jewellery spoke up in the silence to follow, “have been discussing the plans for your education, Moon.” Moon looked from her mother to Asuka in confusion. Asuka nodded her head and explained.

“Traditionally the structure of a Pokemon Journey is done in cycles – times spent close to home resting and training, then times spent further afield pushing forward, exploring new locations, and overcoming new challenges. A Pokemon Journey begins after completion of the first round of schooling, with the second round being done in blocks during those rest times.” Moon nodded, understanding Asuka's explanation. She'd finished her initial schooling in Kanto, and had the record from it transferred to Alola when she'd arrived. Asuka nodded back and continued.

“However as opposed to many Pokemon Journeys that take years and have large time blocks between ventures, you have already completed a significant portion of the Alolan Island Challenge, the Pokemon Journey of this region, and – correct me if I am wrong – I believe you intend to continue with it to finish before the League begins next year?”

Moon confirmed that. She wanted to stand on that stage. Asuka showed nothing of the intense feeling Moon gave her in that moment. The power of the Bonds swirling within her, impossible to understand the full or true shape of. Just nodded and went on.

“Because of that, you haven't attended any education blocks since your previous graduation, and I would not expect you to in the near future either.”

Asuka's words were calm and direct, without judgement or complaint. Still, Moon couldn't help but feel a little put off by them. Was she expected to? Asuka shook her head in response.

“It is simply a matter of planning otherwise. Your mother and I have discussed studies she can assist you with, as well as tasking and information you can be provided with that you might do on your own time – perhaps resting after a day's exertion, or when the weather prevents you from travelling afield. I am glad that I have had this chance to meet you directly, and explain this to you myself. And, of course, to see you for myself as well. Again, forgive me my curiosity. I hope you understand.”

Moon nodded, but slower this time. Asuka wasn't pressuring her, or being forceful. Nor was she acting fearful in any way. In that case, wasn't this best? She thanked Asuka. For the first time the Principal showed a little raw emotion – a surprised expression. She hadn't expected that response. Jewellery rested a hand on Moon's shoulder and smiled. Asuka nodded to them both.

“That is the core of what I wished to express,” the Principal began to stand, though Jewellery quickly moved to ask her to stay for a little, to share some food as well. Seeing what the woman had prepared that morning, Asuka obliged. “And I would like to say that should you feel you require any help with your own studies, please ask for me or any member of our school. We too practise Alola. Reach out to us as you need.”

Moon smiled wider then, hearing the concept of Alola always drawing from her a sense of happiness. Nowdays more than ever.

Asuka settled into the food Jewellery offered before fixing Moon with a different expression entirely. One slyer, and more entertained. “'Stand on that stage', was it?” She chuckled at Moon's slight jump to be addressed like that. “You will see me there too then. Even with your abilities it will not be an easy journey to make in so little time. But then you have already come so far in so much less. I look forward to you surprising us all, again and again, Moon.”

Moon, taking a honey tart her mother had served, smiled before biting into it.

She fully intended to.

Red flowers swayed in the breeze, currents of air eddying the thin mist that carpeted the Ula'ula Meadow, a thick forest of trees surrounding the area creating the cooling point that transformed the humidity soaked air of Alola into this vaporous fog. Bug and Grass-type Pokemon thrived within the waves of red flowers, wooden boardwalks built above the plants and pools of water allowing humans to cross the field without disturbing its natural residents. The avian Oricorio, specifically transformed by the nectar of the unique red flowers that only grew in this one location, held back their new-found powers of flame, so as not to torch the environment they hunted in.

Many who caught the Baile Style Dancing Pokemon soon discovered it possessed far more power than it displayed within its native territory.

Acerola grinned as she led Hau and Lillie over the boardwalks, pointing out every Pokemon she spotted, telling them all about this locale. The Ula'ula Meadow, renowned for its beauty across Alola and even beyond, proved a popular location to visit despite its closeness to the territory of Po Town and Team Skull: the very few attempts made by members of that gang to try and take over or at least extort visitors to the meadow ending poorly for them thanks to a combination of the Captain and the local policeforce around. So visiting here was all good all good! Acerola spun around, shifting into the steps of dance mirroring the movements of the red Oricorio, a traditional Alolan form. She was having fun playing tour guide for Hau and Lillie, showing them all the places in her territory as Captain of Ula'ula's south. Getting to show off the Alola she loved, she hadn't done that nearly enough!

Maybe she'd get more into the habit of showing Trial-goers the beauty of this Island before throwing them headfirst into the ghosts of Tapu Village's clutches.

“So all the mist comes down from the Lake of the Duske, which is oooover...” spinning as she was, Acerola had to stop, steady herself, and wait for the brief dizziness to cease before she could properly point east, showing the path leading upwards into the mountain range of Ula'ula. “That way!” Hau and Lillie followed the Captain's gesture, nodding at the direction shown. Hau stuck up a hand, playing along with Acerola's newfound occupation.

“What's the Lake of the Duske?”

“Good question!” Acerola pointed decisively at Hau. “It's a probably unnatural lake, perfectly round, with a big ol' stone disc sticking out of the middle and an old tunnel going under the water leading to it! Waaaay ancient, we have no idea what it was before! But! Cause of its name, which survived all the way from the past, we definitely have reason to think its related to the Altar of the Dawne on Poni Island!”

Lillie, similarly taken with Acerola's high energy show, raised her hand as well. Acerola immediately continued.

“The Altar of the Dawne is built high high hiiiiiigh up at the very back of the Vast Poni Canyon! It's one of the highest places in Alola after the mountains here and Wela Volcano on Akala, and is known as 'The first place the light of Alola touches each day'. Pop quiz! What is the Lake of the Duske known as?”

Lillie, quick to apply logic, raised her hand with a guess. “'The last place the light of Alola touches'?”

“Correct!” Acerola pointed at Lillie with full drama, Hau politely applauding her success. “Neither is objectively true, but both are very relatively true! Because of its position up above the forest on this side of Ula'ula Island, the Lake of the Duske can see the sun as it goes over the horizon! And similarly the Altar of the Dawne can see the sun as it rises in the east! So we have these two locations, both with similar names and titles, that we don't actually know anything about! Mysterious, huh?”

Hau and Lillie both nodded in response to this, moving into clapping as Acerola took a bow. Then, as she raised her head with a giggle that turned into a laugh, the other two joined in. That had been ridiculous.

She'd done so well though! Acerola led them on.

As they walked along the boardwalk, heading to the path that would lead them to the Lake of the Duske, Hau stopped, hearing a sound in the fields below. Watching, he observed a red Oricorio dashing through the swaying sea of flowers, a cloud of red pollen disturbed in its wake, the Pokemon clearly on the hunt. Lillie and Acerola stopped and watched too.

“It's a beautiful Pokemon,” Lillie remarked, the entire location of Ula'ula Meadow strikingly wondrous to behold. Hau nudged her with an elbow and a smile.

“Want to try catching one, Lillie?”

Lillie's response was to quickly shake her head and step back, clutching the bag containing Nebby tighter to her.

“Oh no no no no, I'm not- I can't form Bonds... or I would have... with Nebby already.”

Hau and Acerola both tilted their heads and considered that. It wasn't like the age of eleven was a cut-off 'you either have it or you don't' type of thing, it was just the age by which most people had developed the ability to maintain a Bond. There were stories of those who'd go years more before developing the ability, and even some tales of those who never did. Hau didn't quite buy into that though.

“Are you sure though?” He seemed to be thinking deeply on the topic. “Nebby's special, right? Maybe it's them who can't form Bonds. Or maybe a Bond with them takes soooo much you keep trying to start one without knowing and it never sticks.” Lillie frowned in response to Hau's words. Then looked down at her bag, wondering. Maybe. But...

“Still,” she looked back to Hau with a determined expression, “I would like to wait.”

Well that was fine then. Hau nodded and turned back to watch the Pokemon going about. “Moon's definitely going to try and catch one,” he decided after a moment. To that Lillie immediately agreed.

“Another for the Pelago, huh?” Acerola laughed. Then in the time it took Hau and Lillie to turn to her with looks of question on their faces, clapped her hands over her mouth with a wide-eyed expression staring through. Oh no.

“'Pelago'?” Lillie asked it. “What is that?”

“Nothing!” Acerola answered back far too fast and forcefully for it to be nothing at all. Both Hau and Lillie took a step forward. Acerola moved to take a step back and ended up on the edge of the boardwalk. Dang it!

“Captain Acerola?” Lillie tilted her head, “Do you know something about Moon and the Pokemon she's been catching?”

“Nope nope nope!” Acerola shook her head and her outstretched hands in a clear display of someone absolutely terrible at lying, “I don't know anything and if I did I definitely promised not to tell anyone and am going to be in a lot of trouble if I do!”

“So it's where she's keeping all her Pokemon, right?” Hau asking this cut right through Acerola's weak defenses, the Captain's shoulders slumping, arms dropping to her side as Hau nodded at the clear answer. “It's cool though. I mean, I already knew.”

Lillie and Acerola both turned to Hau. Both asked. “You knew?”

“I mean yeah?” Hau shrugged, seemingly nonplussed. “Not like, what it was called or where it is or anything but I knew she had somewhere all the rest of her Pokemon were staying.”

Acerola, the faintest shocking suspicion starting to form in her mind, took a step forward. “How did you know that, Hau?” Maybe he'd just figured it out because Moon had never once worried about the two week release system. Guessed there had to be somewhere looking after Moon's Pokemon properly. If he thought that deeply on it. Hau had good senses, but he always seemed to take the world as it came to him. Had he really spent that much thought on it? He answered with exactly what Acerola was unprepared to hear.

“It just feels like she's connected to a lot more than just the ones with her.”

Okay.

Cool.

Acerola's head was spinning. Hau could sense Moon's Bonds? She barely had the sense yet and that was just because she saw Trainers on the regular as a Captain! So how did Hau? Was it because of his Psychic-type bias? He had an Espeon with him, was that enough for his own sense of Trainer's Bonds to have already developed? Or was Hau just that special himself? Of course he was, look at what he'd done over the past three months. Moon had obscured him, time and time again, but Hau was... not impossible so much as at the very edge of possible. Wait but literally everyone else, from the Captains to Kahili and Kukui, said that they couldn't tell Moon's Bonds apart! Could Hau? Acerola shook her head. Hang on-

“Hau, can you tell how many Bonds Moon has?”

“Nope,” Hau answered easily enough, “There's a bunch but I can't like, picture them. It's just a feeling that she's got a lot.” Acerola's shoulders slumped again. This was too much. She spends one day without Moon defying sense and then Hau comes along and does it himself!

Lillie, last to catch on, glanced between Hau and the Captain. “Moon has more than six Bonds?”

Acerola flinched.

“Please please please don't tell anyone!” She clapped her hands together, bowing her head. “Moon specifically asked us all to keep that secret because she's worried about being treated even more weirdly, we know it's not going to last but also we shouldn't be the ones giving it up!”

Hau rubbed a hand against his head. “I didn't say anything to her yet but does that mean I shouldn't?”

Lillie frowned. More than six Bonds? Moon defying a cardinal rule of Trainer's Bonds? Lillie hadn't expected that. But now that she thought about it... she should have. When Moon described meeting Poipole, she'd said the Pokemon had bonded with her immediately. But there was no way Moon didn't go into her fifth Trial with six Pokemon already on her. Lillie should have realised then. She frowned harder. She'd completely missed that.

“If you can feel them, in some way at least,” speaking slowly, Lillie put together the idea, “then you can say that alone to Moon without mentioning anyone else. And I think... if Moon is worried about being treated strangely, having you tell her you know and aren't concerned would help a lot.”

Immediately Hau nodded. “That's a great idea!” He smiled at Lillie. “I'll bring it up when she gets back.”

Acerola, watching these two formulate a plan for Moon's sake, felt some form of pride just in the way they clearly cared for Moon, and a lot of relief knowing she wasn't going to get dragged for not being able to keep her mouth shut. Not that the other Captains would do anything but forgive and understand but... she'd still end up feeling like she'd disappointed them and Moon both. At least this way she didn't have to feel that.

She hoped.

Few other people were out and about in the Ula'ula Meadow that day, the current time being the beginnings of afternoon, Acerola aiming to spend an hour or so around the Lake of the Duske so they might see the sunset from it. A view that absolutely should not be missed. Yet before they could make it there, two things coincided. Firstly, the closer Lillie got to the path leading to the lake, the more her bag began to shake, repeated noises coming from within. The touch of her hand against its side, whispered reassurances to Nebby, even opening the bag slightly – not enough to let the Pokemon out, just enough so Lillie could see it and it could see her back – did nothing to calm the Cosmog down. Something was up with Nebby. By the time they were near the edge of the meadow, Lillie was struggling to even keep hold of her bag.

The second thing was the member of Team Skull wandering into the meadow from the path leading to Po Town in the north.

“Ayy!” The snap call of his voice had Lillie flinch deeply, curling around her bag with it pressed against her stomach, Hau and Acerola moving to stand between her and the Team Skull Grunt approaching, his hands moving in the rhythmic pattern the gang members were so proud of. He didn't stop doing it even as he came to a halt before them. “S'in the bag, yo?”

Before Hau could even open his mouth in response Acerola had stepped forward. The Grunt narrowed his eyes as she shrugged. “Does it matter?” She spoke in a cheery tone, “It's her business not yours.”

“Hey now Captain A, don't be like that.” The Team Skull member worked a shrug into his elaborate routine of hand movements. “You and me we practically grew up together, let a brother in on a secret for old times' sake yeah?”

“Sorry,” Acerola smiled wide, “I can't tell who you are with that bandanna over your face.”

“Yo!” Hands outstretched as if to hold off the weight of Acerola's words, the Grunt reeled backwards. “That's savage, yo, straight up a harsh beating! I see this moving bag and think hey maybe there's a rare Pokemon to check out and you straight up hash me like that? Uncool, C A, uncool.”

“You should go.” In a flash of red a Pokemon appeared over the group, the Blimp Pokemon Drifblim floating ominously above them. The Grunt took a step back. Acerola held her smile. “Let's not make a mess in the meadow, okay?”

“Yo okay okay!” Hands raised, the Grunt back-pedalled, “'scuse a guy for a bit of curiosity, I ain't a Meowth to be got in by it but I guess I'll go take a catnap anyway. Gotta say C you really shoulda picked different. Playing Captain after all that? Not cool.”

Acerola took a step forward, the smile sliding off her face as she began to raise a hand, Drifblim moving with her. The Grunt took that as his cue to beat feet, sprinting off before making a sharp turn on his heel, racing back along the path to Po Town. Acerola, left behind with frustration simmering just beneath the surface, breathed out deeply, Hau and Lillie watching over her. Hau watching over her.

Lillie was still struggling with her bag.

“Nebby!” Her short tone did nothing to still the Nebula Pokemon's movements, “Look at the trouble you're causing! What's wrong with you?” Hau moved a little closer to check too. That bag was really shaking. It was kinda worrying.

“Is Nebby okay?”

“I-” Lillie, unsure of what she should do, simply kept hold of the bag, Nebby within struggling still. “I don't know.” She'd promised to care for Nebby, but once again was faced with her inability. She couldn't connect to Nebby. She couldn't sense their wants and moods the way Trainers easily could with their partners. She had no Bond. And as the struggling finally slowed, Nebby exhausting themself with the heavy activity, Lillie could not help the feeling that she had just failed the Pokemon in a significant way. She felt awful.

Hau patted her shoulder.

“Hey,” he didn't really know at all what to say, or how to reassure Lillie that things would be okay, “if we head to the Lake, we can let Nebby out of the bag safely there, right?”

“That's right,” Acerola, who'd calmed down from her moment – that Team Skull member had really said the wrong combination of words to set her off – finally rejoined the pair. “The Lake's high up enough that most people don't go there, and the centre disc is in the middle of the water, so nice and self-contained! We can fly up, Drifblim'll get us there quick.”

The Lake of the Duske wasn't too high up in the Ula'ula mountains, but the climb on foot was still a decent one. Ride Tauros would easily make it, but the Pokemon weren't allowed through the Ula'ula Meadow in order to avoid disturbing the environment, and there were no Ride Pokemon stations on this side so close to Po Town. So the Lake of the Duske was reserved solely for Trainers with Pokemon of their own to climb the mountain or the most determined of hikers.

Acerola was most definitely not the second.

Her Drifblim was larger than the average of its species, and did not complain as not only Acerola, but with her prompting Lillie and Hau each grasped on to one of the four ribbons hanging from its balloon-like form. Lillie glanced at the Captain.

“Uhm, Captain Acerola, is this alright? I've read about Drifblim and-”

“No worries no worries!” Acerola spared a hand to show her signature 'V', “Ghost Pokemon with partners are totally safe! Just hold on and we'll get up there no problems!” Nodding back, Lillie did so, the ribbon tendril curving so she could stand on it as well as grasp it with her hands. With a jet of black air emerging from its base the Pokemon lifted, Hau giving a whoop as they rose up above the meadow. Acerola pointed east.

“Let's head out!”

And the Blimp Pokemon began its ascent.

Lillie had experienced flight with both Professor Kukui and Kahili in her time travelling with them, and while it was unnerving had grown accustomed to it enough not to panic when in the air. To Acerola's credit, while Drifblim continually ascended, so too did the path, and the Blimp Pokemon never strayed too far above ground-level. Hau, who had experienced far less flying than Lillie and Acerola, laughed and cheered and was very enthusiastic about this all. He needed to get a Flying-type Pokemon so he could fly as well!

He said, despite having five Pokemon at age eleven already. Acerola just shook her head. Honestly he was just as bad as Moon when it got down to it!

Moments later Acerola remembered everything that had happened over the past few days with Moon and decided no, that wasn't true at all.

It really was impossible to disturb sense as well as Moon could do.

Through steady ascent the trio arrived upon the entrance to the Lake of the Duske, the crumbling ruin at the beginning of the path leading into an underground tunnel stretching beneath the clear waters, surfacing again in the middle of the lake where a grass-covered disc of stone awaited. Acerola skipped dismounting here to fly right out over the lake and land upon the central structure itself. A circular rock platform, fields of grass grown over what were once trimmed gardens, trees growing wildly across it. But its centre ring, the raised platform and symbol indicating the passage of sun to moon, remained there. It was a sight worth seeing.

That was why she'd timed this part of the trip so they might see the setting of the sun from this point.

“Welcome to the Lake of the Duske!” With proud announcement Acerola hopped off of her Pokemon first, Hau following, Lillie waiting for it to lower her to ground level before disembarking. She thanked the Pokemon when she was on the ground. It made a noise like wind rattling dry leaves against a window in response. Lillie moved closer to Acerola and Hau.

“It's so quiet here.” Gazing about, Lillie took in the environment. It appeared empty. “Are we the only ones here?”

“Yep!” Acerola nodded, “No-one else in sight! You're safe!”

Taking that as reassurance, Lillie opened her bag and began to lower it so she could make sure Nebby was alright. The small and blue wispy Pokemon was still clearly exhausted, but conscious, giving a weak 'pew' as Lillie lifted it from the bag and held it in her arms. Hau, halfway across the disc already, was loudly telling Acerola about how cool this old place was. Lillie shook her head at the sight. How did he have so much energy still? The flight alone had taken so much out of her. She huffed and Acerola pattered her on the back in understanding. She was a little tired too. Hau was just... unstoppable.

“The fact you're keeping up with him and Moon at all means you're amazing,” the Captain smiled at Lillie, who couldn't help the giggle she gave in response. Hau and Moon were amazing. And so was being able to be with them. She wouldn't deny that at all.

“It's still...” Acerola struggled for the words, so much to express warring inside her mind, “so much.” To that Lillie nodded as well.

“They're incredible.”

Yep, Acerola could agree with that. They were.

“You doing okay?” Her question surprised Lillie, who was focusing more on Nebby in her arms. She reassured Acerola she was fine, but in an absent way that said she was brushing off the question more than anything else. Her almost single-minded focus on helping Nebby find a way home, it had filled all her thoughts for months now. Failing to help, especially now when Nebby had seemed so intent on telling her something, hurt. Mixed into her other worries. About Gladion, her brother. About Team Skull apparently looking for Cosmog. And about...

That moment of thought, her briefly slackened hold on Nebby as Lillie considered Acerola's question only after answering, gave the Nebula Pokemon its chance. With a surge of movement Nebby launched itself out from Lillie's grip, arcing a wide leap from her arms across the grassy fields of the centre of the lake. Lillie yelling its name did not dissuade it as Nebby bounced upon landing and scurried up the stairs to the central platform of the structure, high-pitched cries coming from it as exhaustion and further exertion warred with determination. Lillie caught up with the Pokemon just before it reached the platform's peak.

“Nebby! What's wrong?” Scooping the Pokemon up into her arms, Lillie struggled with it fighting to get free once again, one of the two star-speckled blue 'arms' stretching from its main body gesturing constantly towards the centre point. Lillie, shocked by Nebby's constant movement and vocalisation, stepped forward. Realisation finally hit.

“Nebby?” The Cosmog was still fighting against her grip, but lacked any of the power to escape her arms wrapped around it. Lillie frowned. “Were you... trying to come here?”

Bringing Nebby to the highest point of the structure on the lake, the centre piece where the symbol of Duske was carved into the platform of stone, even kneeling down so Nebby could be closer to it did nothing to calm the Nebula Pokemon's gesticulations. It seemed intent upon communicating something, but Lillie did not know what. Hau and Acerola each joined her at the peak.

“Hey, is this what Nebby was-” Hau's trailing question was met with a shake of Lillie's head, an 'I don't know' of answer. Acerola frowned.

“It's trying to tell us something.”

The specific message Nebby failed to communicate, the small Pokemon waving its arms again and again, crying out in a piercing voice, but achieving nothing of its desire. In frustration it glowed brightly. Lillie gasped and tightened her grip around the Pokemon. It didn't help.

A moment later she appeared just above one of the grassy fields at the outer ring of the structure, dropping only the slightest distance but unbalanced by it all the same, toppling backwards onto the grass. Nebby, held tight against her chest, was breathing laboriously now, the act of teleportation incredibly draining for it. Cries of shock from Hau and Acerola, who'd just seen Lillie disappear, changed into calls asking if she was alright as they spotted and rushed over to her. Lillie stood up, a gasping Nebby in her arms. Her own heart was beating like a jackhammer too. She shook her head again.

“We should get Nebby away from here.”

In response Acerola and Hau, once close enough, nodded as well. Though she'd been looking forward to showing these two the setting of the sun from the lake, Acerola would not allow a Pokemon's distress in her presence. And Nebby, this place was clearly affecting it in a way it was not prepared for. So she called upon her Pokemon again to help carry the three of them back down from the mountain. They could use this height to coast all the way to Mahihinu, and get Nebby food and rest away from this place.

Moon had already called and said she'd be back tomorrow. So they'd see what tomorrow brought them. Together, these three took off, and left behind the Lake of the Duske for the moment.

Never saw the tiny crack in the air above its centre, faint rainbow light beginning to pour forth.

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Moon's promise to return to Lillie and Hau kept her awake far longer than she intended, eventually driving her to leave her bed behind and seek her mother's door. It was only the second night back home, back with her mother on Melemele Island, but already Moon felt the need to return.

She couldn't bear to be apart from them for too long.

Jewellery understood. The way Moon spoke of them, spoke of spending her time with them, spoke of her excitement to keep going with them, it was clear she'd found the people she'd spend the rest of her life with if she could. Jewellery was excited for Moon. Thankful for her daughter's friends, those who she'd connected to so deeply. Back in Kanto Moon had been sociable enough with others, but she'd always had that quiet and distant air. Yet speaking of them, of Lillie and Hau, Moon shone with vibrant happiness. Who could deny that?

“We'll have you on your way back to them tomorrow.”

Moon embraced her mother with the fullness of her love.

The next morning they spent together: watching the sun rise with their Pokemon, sharing a meal, Jewellery taking Moon into the city at a slower pace than one racing for the docks. Moon showed no complaint, happy to spend these last hours with her mother, but happy too that she was on her way back to Ula'ula. Back to Lillie and Hau. Lillie who had her journey to Poni Island. Hau who had his fifth Trial. And Moon who had her third Grand Trial. Each of them had their goals. Each of them had places to be. And each of them would help the others get there. That motivation, the more time they spent together the more it set deep within each.

A momentum built of supporting one another, rather than competing as Melemele and Akala had been, would take them so much further than anyone could believe.

Aboard the ferry, just past mid-morning, Moon set off for Mahihinu once more. Her mother had promised to let Captain Ilima know – and through him Captain Acerola – so that the Captain, Hau, and Lillie might meet Moon at the docks of Mahihinu upon her return. For now Moon enjoyed the ferry trip, the shake of the waves, the sights of the docks of Heahea and Konikoni. The Aether Paradise, which many dressed Aether Foundation workers both boarded and alighted at, drew a slight pause from Moon, but it was more contemplation than judgement. The after-effects of the Aether President Lusamine's actions still overwhelmed Moon to think about, but beyond her everything Moon had seen from the Aether Foundation was good. A benefit to Alola. So just letting her complicated feelings fade out again, Moon continued her trip.

Back on Melemele, as Jewellery reported to Captain Ilima that Moon was returning to Mahihinu, the young man let his shoulders slump with a rueful smile. He really wasn't getting that Pokemon Battle any time soon, huh? Jewellery smiled widely in response. Patience would only do him good, she quipped. There was little Ilima could do but accept that. Moon was now in the hands of Ula'ula's Kahuna, and soon enough Poni's Captain. He'd just have to wait.

Even if he didn't want to.

At the docks of Mahihinu two figures awaited, notified by Captain Acerola that Moon was inbound. Acerola herself had gone north earlier that day, seeking the Kahuna to organise Moon's Grand Trial, while Kahili checked in with Kukui atop Mount Lanakila, her flying Pokemon capable of bringing her anywhere in Alola with ease. That left just Lillie and Hau, who'd both jumped at the call from Acerola informing them Moon was returning, and raced down to the docks to wait for her.

In the shadow of buildings nearby, a figure watched over the pair as well, waiting for her chance.

And then the moment came. Just past the peak of the day, the bright light of Alola's sun coming and going in waves as haphazard clouds marched across the sky, the ferry arrived. Moon disembarked. And oh how she smiled to see Lillie and Hau waiting for her. Oh how they smiled back. These three, each with their own drives and goals, travelling together and sharing their experiences and support, how closely they'd come to rely upon one another. Just these two days apart, the last time being when Acerola fetched Moon for her sixth Trial, the time before that the month where Moon had been with the Dragon Tamers, had felt off to the pair.

It really was only right when all three were together, each decided. More and more, an intensity to ensure they could remain that way settled within them.

Each soon to put the other two before them without care.

“Hey Moon!”

“Welcome back!”

Hau and Lillie's twin calls were echoed by Moon returning to them, Poipole always with her racing for Lillie's bag, the girl having to spin around with it until Moon could intercept and grab hold of the laughing Ultra Beast. Her lecturing went ignored as it made grabby hands at the bag again, Hau joking that maybe Moon just needed to get her own bag for the Pokemon. Moon strongly considered finding somewhere to store it.

The three were together and the day was theirs. Hau was quick to suggest heading down to the beach, eager to show Moon the Pokemon Surfing he'd been taught by Grimsley. Wasn't that one of the Trainers taking part in the League, Moon queried. “Yep!” Hau confirmed, “that's him!” As they walked Moon recounted another meeting with one of the confirmed participants, Asuka of the Pokemon Schooling System. Hau stuck his tongue out as Moon mentioned the discussion of further schoolwork.

“Boo,” he ignored Lillie rolling her eyes at his rejection of the proposed courseload, “study's no fun, we're on Pokemon Journeys! We're meant to be out there seeing Alola and meeting new people and Pokemon! Why've you gotta study?”

“You should be doing schoolwork too, Hau,” Lillie added in, “education is important.”

“Pfft,” Hau waved a hand, “I did enough of that at home, I'm good!”

Lillie strongly doubted that.

“Anyway, Moon,” she turned to her, “I would be happy to assist you with any of your studies – working together we can easily stay on top of your work.” Moon nodded quickly, the thought of studying alongside Lillie appealing. She'd enjoy that a lot.

Hau remained uninvested. “I'll pass,” he waved a hand, the concept of study and schoolwork unable to capture his interest no matter what form it came in, “you guys can have fun on your study dates I'll be getting stronger for my Trials!”

“Honestly Hau,” Lillie, successfully annoyed by Hau's disregard for learning, turned on him. “It's very important to maintain an education even as a Pokemon Trainer! Surely you understand that the learning opportunities provided by the schooling system are-” Lillie continued her lecture unabated, Hau smiling through it having successfully poked at her preference for bookwork. Moon just stayed silent.

Was that... what it would be?

Hau casually glanced around as Lillie continued. Then paused.

“Hey isn't that Riley?”

Indeed it was, the older teen girl with a thick mass of curling pink hair lurking nearby, out of Team Skull regalia once again. She looked much like she had when Hau had run into her in Malie City – a white sports cap instead of skull beanie, no silver 'S' pendant, no bandanna over her mouth. Though even if she were wearing the bandanna it would still be obvious what her expression was. Her frown stretched to every corner of her face with ease.

Spotted, the Team Skull Grunt stood up a little straighter from her slouch, glanced around, then waved an arm, as if beckoning towards the trio. Hau and Moon glanced at each other. That was weird, right? Yeah, that was definitely weird. They stayed there agreeing how weird that was long enough for Riley to sigh, huff, then walk right up to the group and grab Hau by the wrist. “Come on already!” And tug decisively at his arm.

Riley of Team Skull was not a particularly strong individual.

“Are you serious?” She threw her arms up into the air after letting go of Hau, who had not budged, this entire affair incredibly rude. “I'm asking for you already come on and get over here!” Turning and storming off, Riley spun around after a few steps and gestured again. Hau looked for Moon's attention. Then shrugged.

“Auntie Rosie did ask us to be nicer to her.”

She had... Moon glanced back to the more and more furiously gesturing Riley. Well... she looked back to Lillie, who remained cautious behind them, and smiled to reassure her. They'd be okay. That promise stilled Lillie's nerves enough for her to nod.

The trio made their way over.

“Unbelievable I cannot even begin with you so rude,” Riley had worked herself up into a peak rant by the time the three younger children gathered before her. “Here's a girl just asking for a moment of your time but nooooo you make me have to basically prostrate myself before you oh great Trainers please grant me an audience I am but a humble girl just trying to live my life I hope I'm not bothering you too much I guess if I am I can just go walk off the docks over there would that make you happier? Huh? Would it?”

Hau, choosing to ignore Riley's entire diatribe, smiled wide.

“Hey Riley, how're you doing?”

Riley genuinely had to pause after he asked that.

“Okay.” Putting her fingers to her temples for a moment before drawing them apart again, Riley fixed Hau with a strong look, one that did little to shake him, “don't ever, I mean ever, act all buddy-buddy with me again. You think you get to be nice to me once or twice and then I'll say 'oh I guess we're friends now'? Get real. That's not what this is.”

Hau showed little concern at Riley's rebuke, but Moon had a problem. Riley was being rude to her friend. She stepped forward and asked her to stop.

“Depends,” Riley settled her gaze onto Moon, focusing on the impossible girl with the incredible Pokemon, “if you help me out I'll consider it. See I've got a problem and you, you've got a solution. Actually it's a problem for you too, so you'll doubly want to help me out, got it?”

Moon stood there, silently watching Riley. She took that as an opportunity to continue.

“Listen up,” the teen folded her arms, “I'm Team Skull for life, yo, they're my family and I'm sticking by em, no matter what.” Hau moved a little closer to Moon, the two of them occupying Riley's line of sight with Lillie, holding her bag tight, Poipole clutching onto Nebby through its outside, behind them. Riley continued. “But this whole thing going on right now, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I don't like where it's going. So I want you to make it stop.”

Her stare was directly aimed at Moon. Moon stared back. Riley kept going.

“See there's this big deal going on about some rare Pokemon everyone's out looking for. Actually they found it. So now they just have to get it.” Raising her head, Riley looked bluntly at Lillie, who gasped and stepped back, Moon and Hau moving backwards too to cover her. Riley shook her head.

“Like I said,” she emphasised, “I don't like it. It's a bad idea, I can just tell. The Boss got this weird machine from somewhere, said it's the core of the plan. So if it goes, the plan goes, and everything works out, yeah? But I can't get at it without getting caught and I'm not leaving Team Skull no way no how. So I need someone else to get into home base and bust it up. Someone strong enough to push through without being stopped. That's why I need you.”

Pointing at Moon, Riley interrupted both Hau and Lillie's attempts to reject the idea. “I've planned it all out, the way to get to Po Town, the way to get you into it without being seen, and the way to occupy Big Sis and the Boss. Then you've got a straight shot at that weird machine and can bail out. No more machine no more Pokemon stealing plan no more problem: for me or for your friend there, yeah?”

Riley's gesture at Lillie did not go missed by Moon. No more threat of Team Skull against Lillie? She contemplated it.

“This is ridiculous!” Lillie put her foot down. “Why should Moon do it? If you need a Trainer who cannot be stopped, then we will let Ms. Kahili know! You won't be seen approaching her, and she can dispose of that machine herself!”

Riley shook her head. “Nah.” Lillie's noise of objection went spoken over again. “Listen: this plan's been in the works a while. You think Kahili can just run off to Po Town without being seen? That there isn't an emergency plan the moment she moves weird? There's Team Skull watching all the strong Trainers around here. That's why it's gotta be you.” Riley's point at Moon earned only a continued cool stare in reply.

Hau glanced between the three around him.

“Uh,” ignoring Riley's 'this isn't about you', Hau spoke his mind, “shouldn't there be someone watching Moon though? She's really strong.” Riley laughed.

“Yeah. There is. Me.”

Lillie frowned. “That's... convenient.” Riley rounded on her with a far more disapproving expression.

“Yeah,” she spoke sharply, “real convenient. So glad everything worked out so I could more easily betray my family. Whoopie.”

Lillie went very still.

“Now here's my plan:” turning back to Moon, Riley put her foot down. “You've got that big water serpent, right? So head out into the bay, behind the little islands, and then around the west coast. Once you're past the meadow and can see Po Town's walls, you can land, and approach from the south. There's a hole in the walls I'll meet you at, and sneak you inside. That way you'll get there without anyone spotting you. From there we can get after that machine and put this all behind us.”

“I dunno,” Hau continued to speak his mind, “this all sounds really weird. We'll just keep Lillie out of Team Skull's way.”

“Are you serious would you think for once?” Riley, frustrated, banged a fist against the wall of the building the four were beside, before hissing and clutching her now sore hand. “You gonna be on guard every hour hoping Big Sis or the Boss don't show up? You gonna stick around the big leagues every single day for things to work out? Gonna live your lives always looking over your shoulder? That's dumb as heck and I don't want my family plotting on some weird Pokemon for some weird plan that makes no sense! So gimme a hand here! Help me put this down and make things right! Please!” Clapping her palms together, Riley bowed her head. “I really don't want things to go the way they're going.”

Moon and Hau glanced at each other. Then at Lillie. If... if this would make Team Skull leave Lillie alone, stop planning on taking Nebby, it would be worth it, right? Lillie shook her head.

“I don't agree,” she continued to hold her bag close, Moon finally reaching over and prying Poipole from it. “We should inform Ms. Kahili of this and leave it to her.”

“Yeah, I-” Hau glanced back at Riley, who still had her hands clasped and head bowed, “I feel bad but, we can't really do anyth-”

Moon would do it. Immediately Hau and Lillie told her otherwise.

“Moon, no,” Lillie shook her head again, “this isn't for you to do.”

“You shouldn't just go into Team Skull's base like that,” Hau agreed with Lillie, “it's not safe!”

Their concern Moon appreciated, but... doing this would make things better. Then they could go on with their Island Challenges, and Lillie's journey, without a worry. If Lillie and Hau stuck by Acerola and Kahili until Moon got back, then everything would be fine! She could make all of this right.

Riley, with hopeful expression, raised her head at last. Lillie was giving her a dagger stare.

“Moon don't do this.” She knew that if Moon chose to do something there would be no way to stop her, but still Lillie tried. “This isn't a good idea.”

But Moon wanted to help. Lillie absolutely, keeping her safe. But also now... she looked at Riley. Rosia had said only a few people in Team Skull caused harm. So if Moon stopped that, wouldn't that help them all? The things they'd done, the trouble they'd caused, if she helped to stop that... then things would be better. For everyone. For Alola.

The Sixth Precept. Moon and the power she could command had been called on to help another. She should. Hau and Lillie glanced at each other now, hearing Moon speak of her training with the Dragon Tamers. Even still...

“But Moon, didn't you say you weren't made a member of the Dragon Tamers? Their precepts aren't rules you have to follow.” Lillie glanced at Hau for help. He was looking contemplative. “Hau?”

“I dunno,” he was seriously thinking deeply, rubbing at his head, “It's... Alola, right? Reaching out to one another? Moon do you... really think you should?”

She nodded, resolute. She could make things right. And make sure that what was next for all of them was better. She wanted to go. She wanted to do this.

Hau saw that there was no changing her mind.

“Okay, then, let's go!” He nodded at her, Lillie's gasp of his name not stopping him. “We'll bust up that weird machine Team Skull's got and make sure they can't take Nebby!”

Riley stuck a hand right between the two.

“Point of order,” she waved her outstretched arm up and down, “I'm sneaking Moon into our base. You know what you do when you're sneaking? You're quiet. I've never seen you be quiet once in your life.”

Hau's complaining at Riley went rudely interrupted by Moon actually having the gall to laugh at him for that. He looked at her betrayed, the expression only deepening when Lillie couldn't help but giggle as well despite the tension of the situation. Riley smiled to have gained this effect.

“Seriously, this is a one person mission. She needs to sneak in, bust the machine, then get out again while the Boss and Big Sis are busy. More people more chances of getting caught more chances of everything going wrong. You stay put. The both of you.” Riley's glare levelling on Lillie caused her eyes to widen, the thought of going along not even once crossing her mind. There was nothing she could do if she went. But even still...

“Moon,” Lillie made one last attempt, “are you sure you should go? It doesn't feel right.” Moon stretched out an arm to rest a hand on Lillie's shoulder. If she went she could make things right. That was the core feeling inside of her right now. She wanted to do this more than anything. Please trust in her. She'd make everything better, she promised. That much reassurance, that much confidence, wore down Lillie's own misgivings. She still doubted but... she believed in Moon more than her own self. So she ignored her doubts to favour Moon's belief.

Moon nodded back to Riley. She'd go. The Team Skull Grunt grinned wide.

“Yes!” It was, without question, the most honest happiness she'd ever shown to Moon or Hau. Both felt it. Maybe it was okay... Riley moved past the group. “Okay,” turning back, she nodded at Moon, “I'm going to head back – if you take off in like an hour, that'll be perfect. I'll see you at Po Town. Remember: south side of the wall there's a hole, and keep out of eyesight. You'll see me.”

She would. Moon, Hau, and Lillie all watched as Riley disappeared off to the north, a real spring in her step. Well, that had happened. Hau and Lillie both turned back to Moon.

“Moon are you sure?”

“Are you really going alone?”

She was, Moon confirmed. She'd need Hau and Lillie to stay here, with Acerola and Kahili, until she was back. Then everything would be okay. Her determination, her sheer belief that this was the correct path, finally convinced the other two. They nodded, trusting in her.

Things would work out.

And so in an hour's time Moon raised a Net Ball and manifested the Tender Pokemon Milotic, the cream-scaled with pastel red and blue features serpentine Water-type Pokemon, into the waters of Mahihinu Bay. Once settled onto the Pokemon's back, Poipole floating above her, Hau and Lillie on the shore watched Moon go, having promised to keep the mission silent as best they could. Each had their misgivings, but Moon's raw confidence had pushed them down. She'd be okay.

That, each member of their trio believed.

Moon sailed on into the waters of Ula'ula Island's western side.

The azure seas of Alola welcomed travellers readily, whether they be swimming, travelling with Pokemon, or transported via ship. No matter the form by which one might cross the water, the water supported them, and all those who bore witness to it saw beauty. The roll of the waves. The leap of Pokemon from beneath the ocean's surface. The pulse, rhythmic, that could so easily reveal the song to those who listened. For those with Pokemon of their own who could travel these waters, it was all but impossible not to hear the song once they were out there. Out on the water with only their Pokemon and Alola around them.

Were Lana more the type and Kiawe less, Brooklet Hill would become the place to hear the song of Alola, instead of Wela Volcano. Though all three Trial Sites of Akala provided an opportunity to see, and hear, Alola in a different way. All of Alola did. That was its magic, and a core of the Island Challenge. Seeing, and taking part in, everything that Alola was. It was a truly welcoming and embracing place to call home.

He appreciated it.

Grimsley's relocation to the Alola Region had been to get away from it all: the busyness of Unova, especially as a member of the Elite Four, finally wearing him down. It didn't come as much of a surprise to his fellows that he was bowing out, which he would've taken as fairly insulting if they hadn't been completely correct. All that hustle and bustle, not to mention the responsibility, was a little much for his taste. He'd done his time. Now he was retired. For however long Alola kept him, at least.

It had made a pretty strong play by its waters inviting him to take up Pokemon Surfing, and the offer to be a member of the first Alolan Pokemon League was quite flattering too. Marshal had nearly stormed out to Alola when Grimsley had let his former cohorts know to ensure he was still up to scratch for representing Unova abroad. It had taken some serious work to get the Fighting-type expert to chill and leave Grimsley be. Honestly...

Well, he was quite looking forward to this League, he had to admit. There were some real impressive and interesting Trainers here in the Alola Region.

Speaking of, here was one now.

“Man oh man, here's a surprise.”

Moon, upon her Pokemon's back, looked up in shock as the voice came from just nearby, a tall man garbed in a white and black-hemmed kimono standing atop a Pokemon just cresting the water's surface. A Sharpedo. Moon glanced from it back to him. He gave a nod.

“Grimsley.”

Oh! Moon nodded, aware now who he was. The slight relaxation of her posture, the acknowledgement of his name calming her tension, amused Grimsley so. She was a careful one – probably had to be: all the stories were that she'd been hounded from the day of her first Grand Trial. Then a little over a week ago made a big enough splash to cause everyone to think maybe they shouldn't bug her instead. He looked at her closely.

Yeah, that was what he'd heard, couldn't tell a thing about her Bonds. Just a sheer wall, no definition that made sense. A sensation unlike anything he'd ever seen before. He grinned. Awesome.

“You seem busy,” his Sharpedo was keeping pace with Moon's Milotic, who was continuing to head north, the two being out past the islands that dotted the bay of Mahihinu. “Going somewhere?”

Once again Moon's posture and expression changed, caution and reservation setting back in. Hmm, seemed she was up to something. Fishing in a sleeve, Grimsley withdrew a silver coin, the sunlight breaking through overhead clouds glinting from it. Waving it a little got Moon's attention fully. The tall man smiled.

“Time for a game at least?” He flipped the coin through the air, catching it with ease. “You guess heads or tails, and depending on how it goes, you take a break to chat or go on ahead. Since you've got this far, I bet you're feeling real confident about your Pokemon and your abilities, but somewhere deep down you probably still realise you can't keep up with the bigger challenges. You're trying to ignore that and pretend going ahead and doing your own thing will always work out, but you're still doubtful. The only thing that'll really shore up what you lack right now is luck. Feeling lucky?”

Moon stared. Grimsley... was right. She was pretending her confidence, to a degree. She knew her Pokemon were strong. And that she could do incredible things. But the Team Skull leaders, Plumeria and Guzma, she still didn't want to see. Was trusting in what Riley had said, that there'd be an opportunity for Moon to avoid them. For that to work... she did need luck.

So she nodded to this too. Grimsley smiled wide. And flipped the coin high.

“Call!”

There was a wave incoming. She hadn't been looking in that direction, both she and Grimsley focused upon the spinning coin. But the message, the sense, came to her. Milotic was watching the waters and acknowledged the wave, the thought coming to Moon's mind too. They were about to be shifted. In that case...

It wouldn't be either.

Grimsley looked at Moon in shock and in that moment the wave passed them by, both Milotic and Sharpedo adjusting for its movement, Moon grabbing on to her Pokemon's neck and Grimsley having to focus on maintaining his balance. He never even raised his arm to grab the coin.

It disappeared beneath the sea.

Quiet moments followed the wave's passage before Grimsley raised a hand, pressing it against his forehead. And laughed.

“Hah! Hahahaha, astonishing, truly astonishing.” Shaking his head, he couldn't help the mirth. “It seems Alola is caring for you, Moon, so it's hard for me to find fault with your decisions. A loss is a loss, so I suppose I'll see you again in your own time. Come join me with your buddy Hau again, I'll teach you the art of Pokemon Surfing too. It'll be fun.”

Moon, pleased that Grimsley seemed to have accepted things the way they went, nodded back to him in response. She'd enjoy that. Their Pokemon began to drift apart. Grimsley called out one last time.

“If you're really heading north, take care. Team Skull are all around Po Town, so you're going to get into a load of trouble unless you're the real clever type. If you can't afford to lose, remember that the best option is simply not to play, got it?”

Moon nodded affirmation, Grimsley's advice odd and needing her to think on it. She wasn't really sure what to make of it at all.

But it stuck with her as she continued across the waves to Ula'ula's north.

A quiet cove ringed by heavy tree growth awaited Moon as she guided her Milotic towards the sandy shore, a singular path winding from beach to the east, the high walls of Po Town visible in the distance towering over the forest around. Following Riley's directions, Moon knew now she'd have to head north, towards the south wall of Po Town where a hole Riley would be waiting at could be found. So once on her own two feet Moon ran her hands along her Pokemon's scaled hide, words of thanks and praise responded to by pleased trills, the Tender Pokemon delighted by her touch. Moon returned it to its Net Ball.

Time to move on.

Poipole, who'd happily alternated between floating through the air and resting on the Milotic's head during their trip, made a high-pitched warble that drew Moon's eyes, first to it, then in the direction it was pointing. Towards the path into the trees.

Towards the figure who'd just emerged from it.

“Weird place to end up.”

By first impression to Moon this grey-haired man seemed... disinterested. The passage of his dark eyes over her and Poipole never really lingered, the slouch he stood with, hands in the pockets of his black trousers, showing a lack of care. He wore a vest of dark navy blue patched with the symbol of the Alolan Police Force over a deep red tee, and a pair of sandals besides that. Unlike when he'd appeared before Kukui a few weeks prior, today Kahuna Nanu had neither his Z-Ring nor Z-Crystal on display. For all the world he was just some random police officer.

Just the way he wanted it.

“I'm not about to ask you what you're thinking,” he stood in the middle of the path, the way Moon was to go, “just go back. You go any further and it's Po Town and Team Skull ahead. Worse still they've been antagonising the local Pokemon for years, and it's looking like things are finally about to break real bad. No-one should go walking into that. Turn around, girl. You don't belong here.”

She had business. Nanu cocked an eyebrow at Moon's retort. Honestly, what was this kid doing with that much attitude? Felt like she was trying to pressure him out of the way. “Alright kid I see you've got a reason to be up to this, but I'm still getting in your way. So you're either going back the way you came or through me, one or the other. Which are you feeling?”

She didn't like either. Getting into a fight would waste time and her Pokemon's strength should she need to defeat any Team Skull members, or use their power to escape Guzma or Plumeria. Whoever this man was, he'd offered her a terrible set of choices.

So just like Grimsley had taught her, she simply wouldn't play and instead take a third option. The flash of a Pokeball was Decidueye appearing behind her, Nanu shaking his head at her raw ridiculousness. Honestly, this kid. “Alright,” he took a step forward, pulling out a Pokeball of his own, “let's stop this here.”

Decidueye wrapped both wings around Moon, who held on tight to her Pokemon's chest, and leaped, bouncing from tree-trunk to tree-trunk before settling into the branches above and taking off. At that speed, with that agility, Moon quickly disappeared from sight carried by her Pokemon, Poipole flying after with a loud complaint at needing to keep up.

Nanu, who hadn't been expecting that, stared in the direction Moon had gone. Seriously? What was that kid up to? He shook his head and sighed, before pacing in the direction she'd gone. Spotting that girl on the water from his station had let him catch her, but still she'd taken off. This was way more trouble than he needed right now. He pulled out a phone and made a quick call.

He was really the last person who should be dealing with this.

Riley of Team Skull smiled wide behind the bandanna covering her mouth as Moon emerged from the tree-line south of Po Town, just a little ways from the secret entrance into the Team Skull base. For as much as 'ignored' and 'slated for repair but no-one ever did it' counted as secret. Mostly it was for people to wander out through and head down to the beach to slack off. A lot of Team Skull culture was built around slacking off.

Preferably outside of Po Town's embrace.

Moon, looking up, marvelled at the clouds overhead. They covered the sky now, compared to the patchwork they had been earlier that day, and rain was falling clearly just before her. Seemed she was on the very edge of a rainstorm, one pouring fully upon Po Town ahead. It almost seemed like the town itself was the target of the storm.

That was ridiculous though. Right?

“No-one saw you?” Riley's question was met with a shake of Moon's head, a mention of Grimsley on the water, and a police-officer on the shore. Riley frowned at both. Not ideal. But... “Let's just hurry up, I've got a place for you to hide out inside the walls. Then I can get the Boss and Big Sis outta the way and let you know. Keep behind me and watch for my signal.”

The plan continuing smoothly Riley strode back into Po Town, not even flinching as a deluge of rain settled upon her shoulders. Anyone staying at the base of Team Skull got used to it pretty quick. Moon, not nearly as prepared for this, held her dragon shawl over her head, Poipole clinging onto her to keep out of the water as best it could. It didn't work very well.

Each time Riley waved Moon forward she moved. They paused, waiting under awnings, hopping from place to place across the streets of Po Town, various other members of Team Skull hanging about but never paying too much mind to anything else. Until, eventually, Riley opened the door of a dilapidated building and ushered Moon inside.

“Okay,” she hissed from the doorway, “there's a stack of towels back there, hang out until I let you know, alright? It'll take a bit, so don't go anywhere. This is gonna work. It's all going according to plan. Stay there.” Moon nodded back. She would. Settled into the towels Riley had given her, running one over Poipole before wringing out her red shawl. Maybe she could at least get a little dry.

Riley, outside, closed the door. Honestly, she felt bad about this, this whole plan. Moon had trusted her so fully. That kind of thing was... weird. She shook her head and clicked the padlock on the door, sealing its occupant within. Anyway, that was the bait got.

Just as planned.

There were two messages awaiting Captain Acerola as she returned to Aether House, Hau and Lillie in tow after she'd found them gathered outside. The first was from Kahili, expressing that she was heading back down to the Aether House now. The second was from Kahuna Nanu, which frustrated the Captain greatly. She'd spent a good portion of her morning trying and failing to find the Kahuna and now he'd gone and left a message for her.

The few moments of annoyance as she listened to the message he'd left quickly morphed into something else as she stared blankly at Hau and Lillie, who had just finished telling her Moon was out exploring the islands in the Mahihinu Bay.

That was not where Moon was at all though.

“She's what?”

Quickly once confronted Hau and Lillie explained everything Riley had said to them.

Tense minutes of waiting passed, Acerola knowing her flying Pokemon would never make it to Po Town as fast as Kahili's. Soon after the Flying-type expert walked in the door. The mood of the room and expressions on Acerola, Lillie, and Hau immediately told her something was wrong.

“What happened?”

Moments later she and Captain Acerola were on the back of one of her Pokemon heading north to Po Town. Team Skull might be punks and troublemakers, but walking into their home base was still actually dangerous. Moon going there was... a disaster waiting to happen.

The two disappeared into the sky at full speed.

And from the shadows of a nearby building Plumeria, big sister of Team Skull, stepped forth.

Four years of tension had mounted. Members of Team Skull were always quick to take their Pokemon and make a mess wherever they felt like letting off steam, but close to their home base of Po Town it was the worst. The local Pokemon populations were first driven further into the mountains east of the settlement. Then picked on when seen. That this new pressure would change the population went ignored by those it would soon concern. More peaceful and non-combative Pokemon moved away.

More conflict-seeking and aggressive Pokemon moved in.

Again and again there were push-forwards and backs. The walls of Po Town's east side showed heavy damage from skirmishes and clashes. The attempted move to Malie had been to ditch this entire mess behind them. Even the Boss was sick of dealing with this.

But today was the last day it would happen.

Packs of Pokemon had banded together, one specific leader with the strength to command them beginning their march. This battlefield, this territory, they would take, as was their nature.

The Great Battle of Po Town was about to begin.

Chapter Text

Five minutes after Kahili and Acerola's departure from Aether House, the Foundation staffer at its desk received another call. Despite Jace's insistence that the Aether House shouldn't be left without a Foundation employee present, especially in this delicate time, the direct orders from the Branch Chief were not up for debate. Sighing, the young man left the building and its occupants in the care of its Oranguru Headmaster alone.

Ten minutes after the Trial Captain and Flying-type Expert were last seen flying north from Mahihinu, Po Town their goal to prevent a disaster, the titled 'Big Sister of Team Skull' Plumeria approached Aether House's door.

Eleven minutes after the only ones who could've stopped this from happening had left, the Headmaster of Aether House lay slumped against the wall it had been thrown into, Hau's Pikachu pinned beneath the weight of the mass of rainbow coloured sludge that was Plumeria's Muk, and Lillie had stepped forth, arms outstretched.

As the plan had been.

“Please!” She spoke clearly, even if behind her Hau could see the tremble to her form. “There is no need for this! I... I will go with you willingly. Please do not hurt anyone else.”

“You sure about that?” Plumeria considered the young girl before her, the bag over her shoulder moving ever so slightly. The goal. “There's no hero's welcome waiting for you back home. You're not going to change anything.”

“That is not for you to decide,” with resoluteness Lillie stared the powerful trainer down. “I will face mother myself and convince her not to do this.” Hau, who'd been unable to stop Plumeria's attack or Lillie from stepping before him, tilted his head.

“'Mother'?”

Lillie just maintained her forward stare.

“Well I can't say I don't like that attitude,” Plumeria spent only a moment more, knowing moments were precious, before giving a shrug. “Alright, get moving. We don't wanna keep your mom waiting, yeah?” Lillie took a step forward. Hau hung on to her shoulder.

“Wait, Lillie!” He shook his head when she looked back at him, “I don't know what this is all about but you don't have to go with them. I'll... I'll figure something out I just-”

A deep rumble from the Pokemon pinning his Pikachu to the ground drew Hau's eyes, watching as slightly more of the Muk's sludgy mass rolled over his partner. Plumeria clicked her tongue. “Time's wasting.”

“Hau,” Lillie moved a hand to rest on his own, before lifting it from her shoulder, “I- I don't think... I'll be able to travel with the two of you after this. Tell Moon I'm sorry.” Hau's complaint, his attempt to reach for Lillie, she rebuked, a sharp call of his name stopping him still as she approached Plumeria. Then passed her, out of the Aether House. Plumeria turned and followed after.

Last to leave was the Muk, Hau racing to his beaten and injured Pikachu as the Sludge Pokemon rolled itself out the door. By Plumeria's order it raised an acidic hand and pushed the door closed, melting and fusing the entrance shut. As Plumeria, with Pokemon returned to its Great Ball and Lillie walking before her, left the scene, the sound of Hau's fists pounding upon the unopening doors echoed behind her.

Package secured.

Now for the delivery.

Moon's patient wait, Poipole's company keeping her occupied as she watched it fly about, played tug-of-war with towels, and petted the Pokemon as it curled up in her lap, ended as Po Town exploded into a mass of yelling voices, Pokemon cries, and the sounds of battle. Immediately Moon was sure something was wrong, Riley's constant insistence having been that the plan was for stealth. But... maybe this was the lure for Guzma and Plumeria?

No, it just didn't sound right.

The door to the house she was resting inside of did not open as she turned its handle and pushed, earning a frown. She'd just entered through the door, why wasn't it working now? A second attempt yielded no better result. There was a loud Pokemon's yell just nearby. The sound of metal and scraping stone. Moon, concerned now, called for Poipole.

Something was seriously wrong.

The Poison Pin Pokemon wasted no time firing a gout of its most acidic poison, the liquid quickly seeping into and dissolving the wood around the door's handle. Another shove from Moon against it caused the jammed part to break free of the door, the handle on the outside now hanging loosely from the chain attached to the wall. Moon stepped outside and into the battlefield that Po Town had become.

The back-and-forth conflict between Team Skull and the local Pokemon had finally borne the worst possible fruit. Local tribes of Pokemon, from families to packs to colonies, had banded together under one who had come for this battle and had the strength to unite them together. And thus, commanded as one, they'd moved upon the home base of Team Skull, their opponents in this fight.

Scavenger Yungoos and Gumshoos, Spearow and Fearow, even the odd Rattata and Raticate who'd awoken for this afternoon battle, raced about, attempting to claim every little thing that caught their eye. More determined and driven Scrafty and Scraggy, Skarmory, Crabrawler, Graveler and Geodude were in battle, Team Skull Grunts with their own Pokemon out engaging their opponents in ones and twos. This kind of unformed mass they could fight back against.

What could not be dealt with as easily however were the packs of Pawniard. Each with a fearsome Bisharp leading them, these commanded packs moved as one and tore through barricades with their bladed arms and heads, gouging trails through stone walls and tearing apart the abandoned vehicles scattered about the town. Pancham could be spotted running with those packs as well, though seemed to be focusing more as scouts and messengers than combatants. At the entrance of Po Town the one who had busted down its main gate, a ferocious Pangoro, was still thrashing about. It, the many Grunts of Team Skull also did not know what to do about. It was bedlam.

Po Town was falling apart.

This army, roused by one who had come to accept this challenge, would do well in their endeavour. Leave their mark on this place filled with those who'd challenged and attacked them so many times. But that leader, that commander, had its own purpose and challenge to see to. So while its packs occupied the ground clutter, while the masses had their war, it went for the head.

The sight of a massive cloud of dust following a sudden explosion from Po Town's largest house, a mansion at the back of the town, drew Moon's eyes.

She set off towards it.

“Ahahahahaha!” The laughter of Team Skull's Boss Guzma, the tall and white haired individual standing with arms crossed, echoed in the far more cavernous than it had been minutes ago room he ruled this town from. Golisopod, his signature partner, the hulking silver armoured Bug and Water-type Pokemon, stood before him. And in the cloud of dust that had been the entrance to this room moments prior...

“What a welcome surprise!” Guzma's rough voice stretched forward to his challenger. “It's not every day someone comes straight to me for a beating! You're a real hard one, y'know that?”

The Pokemon standing up from where it had been slammed had no answer to give in voice. Only by blade, as it lunged forward with arm outstretched, the metallic edge stretching from its forearm grinding against the heavy scale armour of the Golisopod it faced. Guzma watched the Bisharp fighting him with a smile.

“You're the one that did all this, huh? Got all those weaklings riled up and causing trouble? I get that, I do. You don't like something so you wanna smash it, I get you! But you're still trying to crush me, so no hard feelings when I crush you back, alright? Got it?” His Pokemon lifted a massive arm and swung it forward, the Bisharp blocking with its own smaller limbs and proving unable to stop the pure power behind it, being thrown back again.

But only a step as the Golisopod seized the Bisharp's arm, the razor edge extending from the Sword Blade Pokemon unable to pierce the Hard Scale Pokemon's armour. Guzma grinned.

“You pack bosses, you're all about that big head blade of yours, right?” Tapping his own skull, Guzma stared at the metal blade stretching down along the red and grey head of the Dark and Steel-type Pokemon. “I heard that if it gets damaged, that's it for you. Pretty pathetic to keep all your pride on one little thing, y'know? Especially when it's... so... DELICATE!”

In time with his words, commanded through the Bond they shared, Guzma's Golisopod swung the Bisharp overhead, slamming it into the ground, before pinning it with a heavy stomp upon its upper chest, just missing the other blades stretching from its torso. The Golisopod raised an arm as the Bisharp failed to lift its foot away. Guzma just smiled wider.

Let the beating commence.

It was a pretty strong Pokemon, he'd give it that credit. It had rallied all the wild ones. Come right for his head. And fought one to one against his partner Golisopod. But it still wasn't stronger, and Guzma just watched with a smirk as his Pokemon struck its opponent's head blade, again, and again, and again. The Bisharp couldn't stop it. Couldn't prevent this overwhelming force.

And couldn't stop the damage from reaching breaking point.

With a loud splintering sound the metal blade stretching down the Pokemon's head shattered, Guzma's laughter mixing into the noise as his Golisopod lifted its foot, grabbed and slammed the Bisharp into the ceiling, before continuing the throwing motion to launch it through a nearby wall. Dust poured into the room from the impact, Guzma just laughing even more. That's what happened to those who stood up against him! That's what they got!

Muffled by the sound of his own voice, a quieter one spoke behind the dust and remnants of wall. Then light shone bright illuminating a form. Guzma stared.

Through the dust the Bisharp burst once more.

The swing of Golisopod's arm was too slow, the Pokemon sliding beneath it glowing with light, before placing a hand on the massive arm overhead and flipping around to perch atop it. Rearing back one of its bladed arms, the light around the Bisharp built brighter still. Guzma knew that light. And he and his Pokemon knew that move.

That Z-Move.

The Steel-type Z-Move Corkscrew Clash had been taught to Moon by Molayne, a Steel-type Expert, best friend of Kukui and former friend of Guzma. As Moon stepped through the dust, shawl covering her mouth, Poipole floating behind her and the fading light of the Z-Move she'd unleashed dispersing, Guzma was caught between staring at her – what was she doing here – and his Golisopod, who now had the Bisharp pinning it to the ground instead.

Wait...

“The heck is this, kid?” Guzma turned to Moon first, “That your Pokemon?” She shook her head in answer. But... she'd just let it use a Z-Move. That literally required a Bond. Did she just... walk up and form a Bond with that Pokemon then and there? “You...” Guzma's face scrunched up as he tried to handle this, “What's your problem? What are you even doing here you brat?”

At this point Moon, who'd felt something draw her to this place despite it being obvious the worst of the battles was here, spoke honestly. Because, with that Pokemon pinning down Guzma's own, she felt confident. Surprisingly so. She'd come for the machine for Cosmog. Where was it?

Guzma facepalmed.

“For crying out – couldn't you have just waited in that damn house patiently? What's wrong with you?”

Moon paused. Why... did Guzma know that? He just shook his head.

“Alright kid, since you came all the way here, how about a first-class lesson in real power, none of that fake stuff Kukui teaches. Here's one from the hated boss that beats you down and beats you down and never lets up.... yeah big bad Guzma is here!”

Hyping himself up Guzma whipped around to the pair of Pokemon just as his Golisopod responded to his call, exerting an incredible upwards strike that forced the Bisharp to dodge backwards or be thrown through the roof, the Sword Blade Pokemon – still injured from the prior battle, its head blade completely broken – circling the Hard Scale Pokemon with caution. The Golisopod had taken a full Z-Move, even if Steel wasn't the most effective type against it, and now it was hurt too. Both injured.

But both still went at it.

Blow by blow their claws and blades met and deflected one another, the Bisharp more able to dodge but the Golisopod more difficult to hurt. But... Guzma frowned. That Pokemon... it was doing better. Its reactions were cleaner. And it even seemed... a little stronger? He turned his eyes on Moon. She was just watching the fight quietly. Was she... seriously?

“Listen up kid,” Guzma spoke to catch her attention, “when I tell you you've been going about things the wrong way. The Island Challenge's for idiots and Kukui doesn't know a thing. He just runs away when life gets hard – you know how I know that? Cause he did it to me. He and I were both there back in Tapu Village and you know what happened? He got scared and bowed down to the Tapu. Me? I'm still here fighting. I ain't bowing to no-one. So how about you quit wasting your time and energy on that stuff the Tapu care so much about. Screw them anyway! That's what Team Skull's about, ditching Alola for ditching us and just taking what had happened! Don't that make sense?”

Moon paused. Even as the two Pokemon continued to clash, each dodged attack leaving the other damaging more of the building around them, she turned to look at Guzma. He was truly focused on what had happened in the past.

But Holei had said to look forward to the future.

Immediately Guzma's expression changed.

“You f- you little brat, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HER?”

The explosion of volume, Guzma's peak shaking the entire room, fell upon Moon as anger lashed through his body and the two Pokemon's clash became more and more furied.

“You think I haven't thought about what she said every day since? You know what she told me at the end? 'Don't be bound to them. Don't be their slaves.' The Tapu don't care about nothing or no-one! Just themselves! You gonna act like it's wrong to stick it to them?”

No, Moon shook her head, he was right. The Tapu were selfish. And violent. And went against everything Alola meant. But Team Skull weren't standing up to the Tapu. They were just making things harder for the people of Alola. And that wasn't the point of-

“Shut up shut up SHUT UP!” Guzma's fingers were digging into his face, the pressure the only thing keeping him in this moment. “If you say another word, just one more WORD that makes you sound like her I'm...” his voice cracked, straining as he struggled with the memories he couldn't believe this brat was evoking, “I'm seriously going to lose my mind.”

The conclusion of the battle was threefold. Firstly the Bisharp sunk to a knee, struggling and failing to stand again after the damage it had taken. Secondly the Golisopod retreated to Guzma's side, the injuries it had suffered driving it to this point. He barely reacted as the Hard Scale Pokemon disappeared into the Pokeball he kept.

Thirdly, in an explosion of drywall and plaster caused by a powerful Flying-type Pokemon's attack, Kahili Hano entered the room, her furious aura enough to make anyone quail. Moon immediately flinched at the sight of her. Guzma took off through a nearby hole in the wall. Whatever. They'd done what they needed to here. Po Town could bite it, he hated this rainy garbage town anyway.

He was headed for better things.

“Moon.” Kahili's voice was steel that would never break, even taking aback the boss Bisharp at the intensity this new figure spoke with. “What, pray-tell, are you doing here?”

Moon, quietly, looked down and mumbled something about stopping Team Skull's plan to take Nebby. Kahili wasn't having it.

“You are coming back to Mahihinu this instant.” She couldn't believe this girl, having the gall to act ashamed after choosing to do something as irresponsible and foolish – she could've been hurt! Kahili was barely containing her shaking. “Captain Acerola, who came with me to get you and you should be thankful to her for it, is assisting with de-escalating the battle going on outside, though it is one entirely of Team Skull's own making and frankly I feel they deserve to lie in the mess they have made. Now, let's be off.”

But! Moon looked up. There was a machine in Po Town she had to find, it was part of Team Skull's plan to kidnap Nebby! Kahili paused hearing Moon say that. Then shook her head. “That's ridiculous,” she dismissed the idea, “Nebby will be safe as long as we are...”

Time seemed to slow for the two as Kahili never finished the sentence she was speaking. Her face paled rapidly.

Wait...

“Moon we need to return to Mahihinu immediately.”

The change in tone behind Kahili's words, the immediate panic in her voice, Moon felt it too. She nodded and took a step forward, her foot banging into a box overturned in the battle between Guzma and the Bisharp earlier. Looking down, Moon stared at the contents pouring from it. Were those... Z-Crystals? She reached down and grabbed one, a pale green crystal with an insect design upon it. Then a second as well. Okay, now she was ready.

A deep hissing sound came from her left as the Bisharp, head blade damaged so completely its face looked almost flat, attempted to stand. Moon stopped and looked at the Pokemon. It had been thrown through the wall just before her mere minutes ago. She hadn't thought twice, reached down to help it stand, and asked it if it needed her aid. The sense in response, of a Bond being forged, was answer enough. So Moon had performed the Z-Pose for the Steelium-Z and helped the Pokemon fight. It was only thanks to Rotom-dex telling her about another Bisharp she'd seen on the way here that she knew which Z-Crystal to use.

Did... it want to come with her?

It couldn't stand. But it did bow its head. Reaching forward, Moon placed a hand against its face, drawing a Pokeball from her bag as Kahili watched. That Pokemon... that was a strong one, wasn't it? Yet it remained bowed and allowing Moon to touch it as she tapped the Pokeball to its head and it disappeared within a flash of red light. Moon held the Pokeball as it clicked to show the capture complete. Kahili's eyes slid to the Poipole floating with Moon. Seven Bonds before her very eyes.

Moon would be the death of her at this rate.

“Moon, we need to go.” This time Moon nodded and followed after. Moments later Kahili's Toucannon disappeared into the sky, Kahili, Moon, and Poipole all holding on to its back. Acerola on the ground below saw the Pokemon go and breathed out a sigh of relief. Good, that was Moon safe. Then turned her attention back to the rampaging Pangoro.

Someone needed a nap.

The doors of Aether House were torn open. Kahili saw it first as her Toucannon circled in for a landing, but the cry of Moon's voice as they neared the ground showed she'd realised it too. They'd been tricked.

Team Skull had made their move.

“Moon wait!” The forceful command from Kahili went ignored as Moon raced up the stairs to the broken doors, the girl continuing to rush ahead at her own pace. Kahili would need to have a serious talk with her after this about going off without paying care or attention to her surroundings. She'd gone off half-cocked one too many times now.

Not that grey hairs would be particularly noticeable amongst Kahili's pale blue, but she was still sure Moon had managed to give her a few all the same.

“Moon?” Hau, seated just inside the broken doors of the Aether House, looked up with a torn expression at Moon's arrival. Immediately she went to him and asked if he was okay, Poipole entering with her floating about the broken room. Hau shook his head. “I- I'm sorry, that Team Skull lady with the pink hair came and I, I couldn't do a thing. Lillie... she said she'd go with them if they left me alone. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”

Kahili, a step behind Moon, was almost white with fury.

“I see. So they tricked us.” In a way her voice was cold, tone flat, as if making plain observation. But then a heat seemed to radiate around her, a barely contained fire burning beneath her skin. “Moon, stay here with Hau. I will let everyone know and begin our search. And I will find her. Do not go out again. Please. I won't lose the two of you too.”

Moon, who was sitting with Hau now, looked at Kahili and gave a slow nod. Kahili turned in an instant and was out the door, phone rising to her face. First Kukui. Then she'd fly to Po Town and notify Acerola. Then sweep this entire island and tear it apart stone by stone to find any sign of Team Skull. Then all of Alola if she had to. This would not stand.

She wouldn't allow it.

Left behind, Moon sought to comfort Hau. He wasn't receptive.

“When they left they sealed the doors,” he looked at her mournfully. “It took me and my Pokemon so long to get them open, there was no sign of Team Skull anywhere when I got out. And no-one I asked said they saw anything. So I... I came back here because I knew Ms. Kahili would be back soon. That she might be able to do something to get Lillie back.”

In the moment of silence of Hau's despair, Moon failing to reassure him it would be okay and Kahili would find Lillie – her own fears and failures in being the cause of this tormenting her loudly within her own mind – a third voice joined them. A third figure stepping in through the broken doors.

His eyes were wide.

“I. Specifically. Asked you.” Word by word Gladion forced his way through his disbelief. “To keep Lillie and Cosmog safe. Po Town being basically empty of Team Skull was a bad sign but this, I... how could the two of you do that?”

Neither... really had an answer. Hau felt his failure deeply, being unable to stop the Team Skull Admin Plumeria at all. And Moon... she was the cause. The reason this had happened. She couldn't stand herself right now either.

How could she have been tricked so easily?

Gladion cast his eyes around the foyer of the Aether House, only Moon and Hau in sight, the Headmaster escorted to a back room by Hau so they might rest. Usually there was always an Aether Foundation employee here. Not now though. Because of course. He shook his head.

“Then... I hope the two of you are ready to make it up to me for letting them be taken. Because you're going to help me get them back.”

Moments passed as slowly Moon and Hau lifted their heads, staring at the blonde teen before them. Hau asked it first. “Wait... you know where Lillie's been taken?”

Slowly Gladion nodded. Then turned. “Come on. I took a boat from Team Skull's base to get here, we can use it to head to where she is.”

“W-wait!” Hau stood up. “Are you going to fight Team Skull again? I... I already lost. And my Pokemon are hurt so-”

“So we won't do it alone.” Gladion's words cut through Hau's objections. Hau stared at the young man in shock. “Don't look at me like that,” turning his head, Gladion broke eye-contact first. “If we're working together we're stronger than apart, that's basic logic. And the boat is stocked with healing items, we'll have the time to recover your Pokemon before we get there.”

“Gladion...” Hau turned to look at Moon, a moment of light beginning to return to his eyes. “Moon, do you think we should-”

She'd go. A tiny voice within Moon reminded her how much she'd be putting Kahili through by leaving now but... she had to go to Lillie as soon as she could. She had to make up for what she'd done wrong.

She wouldn't be tricked like this again.

“Alright,” Gladion nodded, seeing Moon's resolute gaze, “let's get down to the docks.”

Mahihinu was quiet, an air of tension keeping people more silent than ever. None approached the three youths heading down to the docks, Poipole floating over Moon's head, and none got in their way. Not until they were there.

Not until one did stand before them.

“You kids really don't know when to quit, do you?”

This time the eyes of Kahuna Nanu had a glint to them, the glare of focus and intent. All three came to a stop, two recognising the man. Moon knew him as the police officer who had tried to stop her just a little earlier that day.

Gladion knew him to be the Kahuna of Ula'ula Island.

“Look, I don't know what you're planning, that seems the running theme these days,” Nanu raised a hand, rubbing at the back of his dull grey hair, “but isn't it about time you just sat down and stopped making things worse? Leave it to the adults already. If you know something you can tell us. Ask for help for once in your lives.”

“This is family business, it doesn't concern you.” Gladion stepped forward, ignoring Hau's questioning 'family?' behind him. “These two are helping me fulfil a promise. And I am simply paying my mother a visit. You're in the way.”

“That so?” Nanu focused on Gladion's response as Hau's 'mother?' went unanswered as well. “Kid don't give me that crap, we both know the three of you are about to go charging into trouble. Again. You're not going anywhere. And that's that.”

Moon pushed past Gladion to take the lead. She was going. And that was that. Nanu stared at her with a pitiless gaze. “Oh cause that's worked out so well for you so far.” His response failed to make Moon flinch. She was going because she had to fix what she'd done wrong. Nanu just shook his head. “I thought the old dragon said she was gonna train that attitude out of ya, seems like you still think you can just do whatever and have it work. You won't make anything better if you go. So I won't let you. Got it?”

Moon raised a Pokeball to point at the man before her. She'd skipped their Pokemon Battle earlier, hadn't she? She'd apologise by giving him one now. The same terms as before. If he won she'd go back. If she won he'd get out of the way.

Nanu laughed.

“Don't remember ever saying I'd let you go if you won,” he grinned at her cool stare, “but don't worry about me being a bad sport, it's not gonna happen.” Withdrawing his hands from his pockets, Nanu clasped the Z-Ring he held in one hand around the wrist of the other. Moon's stare didn't shift even a step. Look at her, all determined. Oh well. “Because there's no way you're going to win.”

“Move back,” Gladion raised an arm to bar Hau, stepping back, pushing him that way as well. “It's her fight now.” Moon was, he hated to admit, the strongest of the three of them. If anyone stood a chance of making Kahuna Nanu move, it would be her. He and Hau should at least conserve what stamina they could. Hau didn't seem pleased.

“We should help her!”

Moon called his name and asked him to let her do this. He... couldn't say no to her after that.

So he and Gladion just watched as Moon manifested Decidueye before her.

“That bird again, huh?” Nanu raised an Ultra Ball, a large red and black striped Pokemon emerging from it. Rotom-dex appeared from Moon's bag – last seen in Po Town pointing out all the Pokemon running about – to give the run-down once more.

“Krookodile, Intimidation Pokemon, Ground and Dark-type! An exceptionally violent Pokemon, it is known to never let go of prey once bitten!”

Dark-type... Moon frowned as she took stock of the matchup. She was facing an older Trainer with a Z-Ring and a powerful – she could tell that at a glance – Pokemon with a type-advantage over her. The worst possible situation.

Second worst.

The worst had already happened and Moon was going to undo it no matter the cost.

Decidueye dove forward.

“Crunch.” Nanu gave the command dispassionately, a cold and measured response. That Pokemon of Moon's was fast, but his would exceed her. The seconds between the two impacting ticked down slower and slower, Moon's focus stretching the moment out longer and longer.

Her command flowed silently and her Pokemon responded in turn.

Heavy jaws slammed shut around a burst of leaves, Decidueye above the Intimidation Pokemon drawing back an arrow and shooting it down. A swing of the Krookodile's hand smacked the quill aside, the shot lacking the power to harm it, but Nanu was frowning. That had been... fast.

How far was this kid about to go?

“Put it down.” His partner Pokemon barrelled forward, a mass of power that moved with great speed. In any race it would beat that Decidueye with ease, but it was not raw speed or power that was controlling this match.

It was technique.

Every Pokemon was, at the most core level, unique. Not just across species but even within one there are differences. Slightly different builds. Slightly different attitudes. And oh so often vastly different experiences. Great Trainers learned archetypes of Pokemon they faced and so reacted in a general sense to what they expected. Nanu knew his opponent was a Decidueye and so foresaw a focus on archery, with the potential of powerful leaf-based attacks as well. But though those Trainers might be ready for many things, what they strive most to be ready for are things they cannot expect. Ways a Pokemon has grown, developed, trained, and changed that made it uniquely itself. Of course such events took years upon decades for Pokemon to truly become their own unique powers that couldn't be understood by general knowledge.

But sown seeds might sprout quickly under pressure.

The Decidueye had a technique where every time contact came within reach of it there was a burst of leaves, the distraction enough for the Pokemon – a natural in masking its presence – to reposition itself for a new attack. A variation of Leafage? It was a surprise.

This kid was going wild.

Calm and focus were the cores of the greatest Pokemon Battles, Trainer's maintaining a constant and consistent supply of strength for their Pokemon to tap. But other emotions had their parts to play, and the more intense they were the more affecting they could be. It was hard to tell exactly what Moon was feeling, her posture still, her eyes locked on the combatant Pokemon, but it was clear she was feeling it intensely. More than enough to push things even further than before. Nanu continued to observe the fight. Acerola had mentioned the Captains had chosen to support Moon fully, and raise her into someone fully capable of mastering the potential she held. That should still take longer than three months though.

Seriously, what was even with her?

Every arrow Decidueye fired broke against the body of the Krookodile, Nanu's own focus enough to make his partner far more than Moon's could possibly harm. But, and here was the problem, he couldn't catch the freaking bird. Every time he was sure his Krookodile's jaws had seized tight, or a claw had grasped on to a leg, there was another puff of leaves and the Arrow Quill Pokemon was firing again from another angle. Broken quills were littering the docks now – that wasn't part of her strategy, was it? Nanu did a quick sweep with his eyes while ordering his Pokemon to push further forward. Didn't seem like any shape Moon could make use of.

A torrent of sand whipped up around the Intimidation Pokemon, forming a twister of particulate and catching the Decidueye firing an arrow overhead within it. Nanu watched as the Pokemon disappeared into the whipping winds, holding a focused command for his partner to enact. When the Decidueye broke free it would be momentarily stunned – he'd have his Krookodile strike it then with its most terrifying gaze. Slow the Arrow Quill Pokemon with fear. Nanu was tired of its evasive nature.

Moon stepped behind the spinning sandstorm between them, momentarily hidden from view. As obvious what she was doing as if she hadn't moved at all. That special thing only she could do. Nanu gave a different command.

“Go underground.”

The fight having pushed off of the docks onto the shore gave room for his Pokemon to dig, quickly tunnelling into the sand beneath its feet. The raging storm cut short to reveal Decidueye not having been thrown free of it, instead held in place by an arrow shot into the ground and a ghostly chain stretching up from it to wrap around the Pokemon's foot. Moon had a green Z-Crystal in her Z-Ring, same unflinching expression on her face even as Nanu read her move. She'd pushed through the attack and was about to strike with a Z-Move in counter. Honestly genuinely impressive.

But Nanu hadn't been kidding when he'd said she was stopping here.

Moon was watching the battlefield, looking for where the Krookodile would break free of the earth, even as Decidueye came to a landing upon the ground. But the arrow it had fired was still binding it in place, making it an easy target for the red and black crocodilian Pokemon to strike. Nanu waited for the right moment to come. Any second now.

Moon completed the Z-Pose for the Grassium-Z all the same.

The explosion of light and energy, radiant floral power surging forth, twisted around Moon's partner Decidueye, spirals of flowers rapidly growing up out of the sandy shore. The effect of the attack was much like watching Tapu Bulu at work, choosing an area to be overgrown. Even the grass nearby had grown forward rapidly to carpet over the sand. The only point left unchanged was that directly beneath the Arrow Quill Pokemon, as the attack had wrapped around it. Nanu noted that one moment too late.

“Wait stay down-” the vibrant surge of power had rattled the Krookodile underground, too close all the same, and seeing a moment of weakness in its prey it moved past Nanu's instruction. That was the problem with partnering up with a real jerk like that – when it saw a chance to close its jaws around a target it went for it, Nanu's commands be darned.

See what that got it.

Moon and Decidueye both knew where the Pokemon would surface. The Z-Move Bloom Doom had not been to attack the Krookodile, it had been to control its next action. Unbelievable, the kind of thing you'd barely see anyone use a Z-Move to do. But this kid, who could perform them without limit, was learning to use them in ways no-one else would.

Ways no-one could expect.

The attack had destroyed the shackle arrow binding it, and so Decidueye leaped moments before Krookodile surfaced. Drew back and fired an arrow, through a gap between wide open jaws and stretched back arms, to hit the ground and explode into shackles again. The tug of the chains the arrow manifested distracted the Krookodile for a moment to focus on them, the surrounding air thick with pollen left in the Z-Move's wake.

Decidueye fired another arrow as it landed further away. And another. And another.

As many as fast as it could draw.

Nanu's partner Krookodile had the strength to shatter any of these binding arrows on its own. If those ghostly chains wrapped around it it would simply grab the arrow in the ground and crush it. But the after-effects of the Z-Move was like a Tapu's Terrain, and inside of it the Pokemon was slowed. Each arrow that landed around it, for on contact it would still shatter, stretched out more of the chains it manifested and bound tight. For all Moon's Decidueye was fading after using a Z-Move, she was still firing without relent.

Only when she stopped to breathe out heavily, panting hoots from within the leaf shroud wrapping her head, did Moon give her partner a word of praise. Though it was equally a command to finish it.

The moment came down to a bare second of difference. Decidueye pulled back an arrow that began to glow bright green, charged with a different energy – something that would be far more effective against the part Ground-type Krookodile – the time the Intimidation Pokemon spent bound in place allowing Moon's own to perform this attack. It fired, and in that moment the Pokemon of Nanu broke free of the chains, unable to be held for long. But long enough.

The attack was going to hit.

“Well alright then,” clicking the Ultra Ball his Krookodile usually resided in, Nanu pulled the Pokemon back moments before the attack would have hit, Moon's glare snapping to him as he considered what was next. For all Moon's great strategy, and her partner's incredible ability, the amount of damage they'd done was still little. Nanu clicked the Ultra Ball again and Krookodile manifested once more, pulled out of the attack's path, free and fuming at the shame it felt in requiring this aid. The Kahuna tilted his head.

“And?”

“That's not fair!” Hau was the one to yell it from the sidelines, shocked by the man's action. “You can't just call a Pokemon back to avoid attacks and then let it out again to keep fighting! That's cheating!”

“Who said there were rules?” Nanu drawled back in response. “The only thing I'm here to do is stop you: not to have some sort of fair fight. If you don't have the strength to get past me, too bad. Make sense?”

Moon nodded as she called her partner Decidueye back. It did. She'd been thinking of proper battling rules. But neither of them really had the time for that, right? Nanu paused. Wait.

Moon called Poipole's name as she retrieved and activated Pokeball after Pokeball from her bag.

Poipole had remained near Moon at all times since joining her on Mount Hokulani, slowly growing happier and happier under her light. Compared to the darkness it had lived through before, Moon was radiant and it loved her. Today her light was tinged with something that hurt the Ultra Beast's heart. It had remained quiet beside her to be there as she needed it. And now she did.

So now it went forth.

Shelgon continued to grow, gathering energy within its round form for the day its final evolution would come. Thanks to Ryuki's teachings, Moon knew now not to shy from giving the Pokemon the same aggressive commands she had when it was a Bagon. It was still free to exert itself as it desired, stimulating its changing body and accelerating its growth. Called upon once more, it was as ready to fight as ever.

Hungry for the battles Moon brought it to.

Sylveon had evolved as all of its kind did: through the power of its Trainer's love.

The difference between Sylveon, Espeon, and Umbreon's evolution is slight. Some might say the odds are higher upon the second or third when the sun or moon is at its peak, while others would stress it was most likely that knowing a Fairy-type attack would guide an Eevee to evolve into the Intertwining Pokemon. But in the end the truest reason a Sylveon appears is because of the heart of its partner Trainer. Whether consciously or not, those who ask for a Sylveon will receive one. Such is its love in answer.

With Sylveon's evolution came Moon striking back hard against the Dragon Tamers testing her every day, even beginning to pressure their weakest acolytes with her ability. The two together strove each day without fail. That continued today.

Strive onwards and overcome.

Larvesta had chosen to go with Moon. She had spoken with an open and honest heart, and drawn its attention and interest in return. The promise to go further together, to reach the peak, for the first time in its life the Torch Pokemon had looked beyond the silence and the calm inside of its Lush Jungle territory. And saw an image of it and Moon at the top of the world.

Flames lashed up around it as its signalled its willingness to continue further still.

Milotic had been caught in Brooklet Hill as a Feebas, an act of coincidence that could only be fate. They were not common Pokemon, and so for one to bite at the fishing rod of Moon, gifted to her by the Trial Captain Lana, had to mean something. The desire to be beautiful, the acknowledgement of its beauty, the first time it had felt that had been when Moon had used a Z-Move with it. A simple Breakneck Blitz, but the feeling of the light shining around it had... the Prism Scale Moon had been given and then given to it, the moment with the trading system at the Dragon Tamers' hall, they were all mere finishing touches upon the Pokemon's will.

With Moon it was beautiful. And so in beauty it answered her call.

Sixth was Bisharp.

Moon had stood before it not an hour before and asked if it wished for her aid. A pragmatist of a Pokemon, it took her offered strength. The damage it had suffered, its broken blade leaving its head almost perfectly smooth, was unrecoverable. It had nowhere to go back to. But the offering she had made, and the strength it had felt her give, was something else entirely. Somewhere else to go.

Standing here now, most exhausted of the group from its battle before, though recovered enough to remain on its feet, the Pokemon considered those surrounding it. A good pack. Together they could go to a place and a fight even further beyond the one it had answered this day.

To the very ends of the world.

Nanu stared. The Captains had not told him about this. Kukui, and Kahili, and Molayne had kept the information close still. Not one of the Kahuna of Alola knew. So this moment was the one to strike him first.

This freaking kid had seven Bonds.

“You've got to be kidding me.”

Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. So the fact she was never exhausted by her Bonds, could maintain them without limit, and use Z-Moves without issue, went even further beyond sense. That six Bond limit, those who attempted to go beyond it quickly losing their grasp and having all their Bonds sever and disperse, Moon ignored with ease. And if seven why not eight? Why not ten? Why not one-hundred? Nanu had just told her there were no rules to this fight.

Moon had answered as clearly as she could.

What a pain...

Hau and Gladion were staring too. For Hau he'd known, at some level, that Moon had more than six Bonds. But knowing and seeing were still such different things. The way Moon had just fought with her partner Decidueye, it had been to a level he'd never imagined. The last time he'd truly seen her go all out, when they'd fought in Malie City the day they arrived on Ula'ula, they'd been equal. Her fight against Guzma Moon had lacked the chance to show her full strength. Her battle with Ryuki had just been a test. And their playfights in the days since her return to them had never been too serious.

So this was Moon as she was now. The Moon taught by the Dragon Tamers. The Moon who'd changed and grown beyond him.

Was there... anything he could do?

Gladion, who had known nothing of the numbers of Moon's Pokemon, was struggling with the implication. But one part of his mind remained resolute. She would be useful indeed in getting Nebby, and his sister, back.

He just had to believe she'd make the Kahuna move.

Nanu unleashed a second Pokemon to join his first.

Triple Battles split the mind too much. You paid too much attention to too many Pokemon and you couldn't properly respond to what was going on. Not to mention the drain upon your Bonds got to be too much. If Nanu had three out he'd be less effective than if he just used two. Besides, his signature partner Persian, the silver-furred Dark-type Alolan Form, synergised well with his Krookodile. The two of them would do just fine. Moon, for all her ability, was still about to attempt to command six. Even if their drain upon her Bonds couldn't stop her, she still wouldn't be able to properly respond to that many. Nanu would just pick off her team members one by one.

He really hoped her impossible ability didn't extend to being able to command six Pokemon at once.

The beginning of the clash went as follows: the Dark-type Classy Cat Pokemon Persian, and Dark and Ground-type Intimidation Pokemon Krookodile, sought to target the newest member of Moon's team. The Bisharp was still weary, and weak to the Ground-type. Not to mention lacked experience with its fellows and so would not be properly in sync with them. So the two burst forward, Persian blasting a shot of energy for the Pokemon to scramble to dodge, Krookodile charging ahead to slam a glowing claw into the Bisharp. Target the weakest one first, after all.

Moon's team, feeling her thoughts as one, moved the same.

The battlefield became obscured in a moment, the combination of Sylveon and Milotic creating a thick terrain of vibrant pink mist, visibility within impossible. Nanu's command for Krookodile to dig once more he could only tell was followed by the sense his Pokemon responded with, pushing into the ground below. Larvesta and Shelgon, at opposing ends of the pink-hued field, breathed flames in with constant force. Poipole remained floating overhead as the aerial view of the fight.

Nanu frowned.

It wasn't like this attack was going to do either of his Pokemon in, they were strong and Moon's simply lacked the raw age and experience to compete. But in terms of pure ability Moon was making this work. The five others had moved to form a perimeter and barrier before the Bisharp and caught up Nanu's Pokemon within. He'd made an assumption and it had backfired immediately. He really couldn't give this kid an inch.

Nanu raised a hand, black Z-Crystal set within the Z-Ring he wore. “Then watch this.” And, bending down so his hands were pressed against his feet, Nanu rose back up to full height, hands outstretched in a pose to inspire fear. The Dark-type Z-Pose.

Gladion stared dumbfounded at how ridiculous it looked.

Moon focused on the battlefield as the pink mist covering it began to warp.

So quickly it was sucked into the red and black orb now hanging in the air, pulling in the misty terrain her Pokemon had created, grasping at their surroundings and lifting them from the ground too. An area attack, one or one-hundred was no concern for the Dark-type Z-Move Black Hole Eclipse. Poipole screamed loudly as it neared the event horizon.

Moon performed her own Z-Pose.

The only way to truly counter a Z-Move was with another Z-Move, and so Milotic shone brightly with light as it spun, unleashing a swirling torrent of water that spiralled up around it. The two Z-Moves met and began to conflict, the attack Nanu's Persian had launched sucking in more and more of the water from Milotic, which acted as a barrier against the Z-Move's pressure to allow the other team members of Moon to back away. Bisharp, who had grabbed Larvesta and tucked the Torch Pokemon under one arm, grimly marched away from the tug on it from the Z-Move, while Shelgon dug into the ground and manifested shattering barrier after barrier, and Poipole flew even higher still. The feedback of the attack still reached the one closest to it, and when the orb created by the Dark-type Z-Move exploded its power fell fully upon Milotic. One of Moon's team bested.

Though in the same moment her thoughts had communicated clearly, her motion to swap Z-Crystals was smooth, and her Pokemon had answered in full. With force behind its throw Bisharp turned around and pitched Larvesta at the Persian shaking the waves of water from its coat, as Moon felt in the Z-Aura around her the motions she needed to perform. Swing her arms around from waist to over her head, then make a cutting motion with her right! Z-Aura flowed from her as Larvesta began to spin in mid-air, a spiralling bullet of Z-Power launched by the Bisharp's throw.

From beneath the ground Krookodile burst up, following Nanu's will and striking a claw right into the Z-Move Savage Spin-Out, created by the Buginium-Z, the Z-Crystal taken from Team Skull Boss Guzma's hoard by Moon not even an hour ago. Power met power but one was of an entirely different class, and the Krookodile flinched at the super-effective force lashing back upon it. The result was what it wanted – the Larvesta shot off past the Persian and did not strike it – but in return the Intimidation Pokemon now had an arm it could no longer use. Nanu frowned. In the snap of a judgement call he'd chosen to do this, but risking someone for the sake of others was... a bad attitude he'd sworn off of when he'd quit way back when.

This kid was starting to push him in ways he did not enjoy.

“Alright, that's enough.” Nanu stood firm. Moon had used a Z-Move for two more of her Pokemon: Milotic and Larvesta, one now knocked out and the other clearly exhausted. Even the training with the Dragon Tamers Guild hadn't changed the result of using a Z-Move. The only thing that could do that was time.

Like the time Nanu's Persian had experienced, still standing strong even after using a Z-Move of its own. Not that that meant Nanu could use another – even a Kahuna had to wait between such acts – but he and his partners were nonetheless ready to continue against only four now of Moon's. Three if you counted how clearly exhausted that Bisharp was. And it wasn't like Nanu didn't have more Pokemon after these two either.

“The writing's on the wall. You see where this is going to go, don't you kid?”

Moon shook her head. A Pokemon Battle wasn't done until it's done. Nanu shrugged.

“Sore loser, aren't you? You know if your Pokemon take much more of a beating there's no way they'll be able to look after you wherever you go next – even with healing items. You need to start looking ahead.”

He'd clearly told Moon she wouldn't be able to continue as long as he was in her way. So she was going to give that everything she had until he moved. It was about as expected an answer as Nanu could get. He still sighed at it.

“And I'm telling you that's thinking too few steps in advance. If you really care about not making your mistakes again, you need to look further than the next battle. What's the end goal? What really matters? Tell me that.”

Moon paused. What really mattered? She wanted to go to where Lillie was. And to keep her and Nebby safe from Team Skull. Nanu looked to Gladion as Moon said this. Gladion didn't meet his eyes.

“You go chasing after that kid,” with a jerk of his thumb Nanu indicated the blonde teen by Hau, “you'll just get into the sort of trouble all the Pokemon in the world won't be able to help you with. What'll you do then?”

What Pitaya had told her. Go to those she belonged with. Rely on those who accepted her. The great family that was Alola, those connected by the weave, would be there. It wasn't all the Pokemon in the world she was relying on. It was all that and more.

Much like everyone Moon spoke to, Nanu wasn't prepared to hear the word 'weave' in her voice. Everyone affected by Holei used it. Every time someone compared him to her they used that word. He was sick of it.

“So what's the answer?”

Moon really stopped then. She was thinking, which was a big enough problem on its own. Brats who charged ahead without thought were easy to stop. But the ones that did think and looked for the real answer, they were the ones you just couldn't deal with. Couldn't keep out of trouble. The answer was as obvious as Moon could make it.

She was going.

But... would he help her?

“There you go.” Nanu shrugged, raising an Ultra Ball for his Krookodile and a Pokeball for his Persian. “Turns out all you had to do was ask.” Slowly Moon began to call back her Pokemon as well. Nanu walked on forward to her, pulling the Darkinium-Z from his Z-Ring as he went.

“Alright,” he held out his hand holding the Z-Crystal, “congratulations third Grand Trial complete or whatever. What's that look, you didn't realise? I'm the Kahuna of Ula'ula you know.” Moon's cool and focused stare had finally broken completely, the girl just looking at Nanu in complete shock. Her image of what a Kahuna was, forged by Hala, Olivia, and Holei, cracked a little. Nanu cracked a grin. “That little boat that Gladion kid's got is no good, it'll barely fit the three of you alone. So don't mind me I'll just send the word out and point everyone where they need to go. With that kind of team and that kind of intent it'd be hard for you to get into any trouble you can't also get out of. Guess I have to accept that much.”

Moon continued to stare blankly at Nanu as he walked on past her, giving a lazy wave to Hau and Gladion. Then off into Mahihinu proper, to head to the Aether House and set up a base of operations from there. It'd be too hard to organise the rescue effort while also managing those three kids anyway, better to just let them run wild.

Only far away, his back still to them, did Nanu allow himself one little grin.

That sure had been interesting though.

“Let's head out.” Gladion ushered a still shell-shocked Moon and deeply thinking Hau onto the boat he'd taken from Po Town, a Team Skull branded and spray-painted jet black cruiser. He knew how to drive the thing, and guided it out from the docks of Mahihinu into the open waters of Alola before pointing out a container stocked with medicine for Pokemon recovery. Moon and Hau should restore their teams for what came next.

Hau looked up and asked.

“What is next though? Where are we heading? Where've Team Skull taken Lillie?”

A long moment of silence passed before Gladion breathed out heavy, staring at the blue seas of Alola as the cruiser continued on. It would be a while yet before they arrived, but things would no doubt be rough from the moment they did. He was... thankful, that Hau and Moon were with him here.

As much as it annoyed him to admit it, he definitely wouldn't be able to do this alone.

“We're heading to the place we both came from,” he didn't look back as he spoke. Didn't look away from what lay ahead.

“We're heading to the Aether Paradise.”