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Future's End

In order to stop Cyrus from using Dialga to create a 'world without spirit', which Dahlia still didn't understand, she and Cynthia worked together with their Pokemon to stop Cyrus and free Dialga. And while the Temporal Pokemon was eventually freed from his chains, the battle itself and Cyrus's commands had made time unstable in that area. Pieces of Mt. Coronet were being displaced in time, and when the Red Chains finally snapped, they shattered, sending fragments of crystal shrapnel flying everywhere. Cynthia was lucky enough to be spared, though several of the battling Pokemon were hit, and Cyrus for his part got stabbed twice in the gut. The man staggered back from the impact, vanishing from view as he stepped into a patch of distorted time and abruptly found himself a couple years in the future, where a pair of very nervous International Police agents and a very pissed off Dialga were waiting for him.

As for Dahlia, one (and a very jagged half) of the shards rocketing through the air stabbed into her leg and cut into the skin between her upper ribs. Even worse, she had the same misfortune Cyrus did of collapsing into a temporally distored space - only hers wasn't displaced into the future, but the past. And the cherry on top of this dumpster fire? When Dialga fled it let out one last Roar of Time to not only fix the mess the battlefield had become, but also seal Cyrus into the future for it to deal with at a later time, once it recovered. Unfortunately, in its haste to strand Cyrus in the future, Dialga unintentionally stranded Dahlia in the ancient past. To say Cynthia was pissed about this was an understatement. Looker posted a mandatory watch on Mt. Coronet so they could catch Cyrus and Dahlia whenever they came out, no matter how long it took.

(They just didn't know they were two hundred years too late for Dahlia.)

Arrival in the Past

Dahlia was found unconcious, injured, and feverish on Mt. Coronet by the Galaxy Expedition Team a couple hours after her arrival into the past. They'd made the harrowing climb to investigate the cause of the sudden surge of activity from the rift, and, well. They found it.

Without even so much as a Pokeball on hand, much less Pokemon to defend herself with, she was taken back to Jubilife Village for safety reasons and to treat her wounds. When questioned, the girl was extremely confused, naming towns that didn't exist and frantically searching her person for Pokemon who weren't there. Upon explaining that she'd been attacked by other Pokemon trainers, there was a general uproar in the building to the point where Pesselle kicked everyone out so Dahlia could rest. Needless to say, if Team Galactic ever somehow managed to time travel to this era, to say they wouldn't get a warm welcome would be an understatement.

The village was quick to discover that Dahlia had a knack for Pokemon training, which unbeknownst to them was thanks to her previous experience with her team training with the goal of taking on the Pokemon League and becoming the champion (a useless dream, now, two hundred years before the league and position would even be created). Because of that, Dahlia was given a Pokemon of her own (named Lily, after the flower; always after flowers) and allowed onto the Galaxy Expedition Team. With their support, Dahlia could now scour the Hisui region, and while she was supportive and more than willing to help them put together the first ever pokedex, Dahlia had a more important goal in mind: Celebi. Celebi and Dialga are her only hope of getting back to her proper time, and as Dialga inhabits a seperate dimension from the normal world and she has no idea how Cyrus managed to get to it, Celebi is her best bet. But just because she's determined to look for a way home doesn't mean she can't take the opportunity being here in the past affords her, and get to know the people and pokemon here, just like she did in her travels in the modern era.

Especially since there's Pokemon here that have long since gone extinct by the time she was born. And honestly, who else can say that they met and even became friends with some of the most prominent historical figures of Sinnoh's past?

(Now if she could just stop flinching every time she saw the Galaxy Team's symbol, that would be great.)

Present Time: Obsidian Fieldlands

Studying and observing the Pokemon themselves wasn't too hard - Dahlia was somewhat of an artist, after all, and liked to draw in her spare time. You had to have a keen eye for detail for that, and that skill tended to carry over into a lot of things. As far as catching Pokemon went, while wild Pokemon ACTUALLY ATTACKING humans was a wild, WILD thought to consider, actually catching them was no different than it had been since the start of her Pokemon journey a year ago.

Dahlia, ironically enough, didn't end up expanding her team for a while. Between working on the pokedex, adjusting to the past, and keeping up with Lily's training, she felt like she didn't really have the time or energy to spend on more responsibilities. She had enough on her plate as it was, she didn't need more things stressing her out. What Pokemon she did catch for the dex and village either joined hands with humans or returned to the wild, their choice. Yet another responsiblity of Dahlia's: making sure those Pokemon got safely home. Rei asked her why she wasn't adding more Pokemon to her team if she really had trained up a mighty group of six, but all Dahlia would say about it was that none of them felt right. Pokemon would usually jump at the chance to be human-trained once you'd proven yourself the stronger in either a chase or a battle or both, Dahlia knew that, and said as much. She just...wasn't clicking with any of them. Not right now. Maybe later, but...

She didn't mean to start crying on Rei, admitting that she just wasn't ready to start building up another team, to accept what that reality meant. That her old team, her friends and partners, were gone, forever out of her reach.

She just...wasn't ready.

Lord Kleavor, though. That was a problem. By some miracle of Arceus Dahlia managed to bring him back to his senses mostly unharmed: mostly, because a blow aimed at Dahlia struck the great tree in the center of the arena and sent woodchip shrapnel flying everywhere, a few of which nicked Dahlia across the face. Only three of them scarred, but, well. It was a physical reminder of how close that had been. That and her clothes, honestly - they did not survive the fight as well as she had. At least the clothier was nice enough to give her a discount?

Present Time: Crimson Mirelands

Seeing the Solaceon Ruins again was...weird. It was so much smaller than Dahlia remembered, for one, and oddly empty of Unown at the moment. Though considering the inscription still remained (just how OLD was that thing?), the Pokemon themselves definetly had to be there. Though, she's still not sure why Warden Calaba was so surprised that Dahlia could read Unown letters. It's not like it was hard to learn.

Dahlia's heart about leapt in her mouth when Rei told her of the time-space distortions. Here was a twist in time, a strange occurance that brought Pokemon from places unknown - could it be a way for her to get back? Dare she hope it was?

In the end, no, it wasn't a way to get back. Whatever temporal forces brought Pokemon from the future here - and it definitely was the future, maybe even around her time period, those were freaking PORYGONS right there - they didn't take Dahlia when they swept the displaced Pokemon away as time and space restored itself. But it wasn't just Pokemon she found: there were even items scattered about, from link cables to electirizers to colored shards and more. Dahlia even made a new friend, having found a pokeball on the ground in between running from a Sneasel and throwing a feather ball at the back of a Porygon's head.

(And how far in the future must the little Alolan Vulpix have come from, when her sleek green pokeball looked so modern and futuristic even to Dahlia? It made her uneasy.)

(Maybe it's for the best the things don't sweep her away with them after all.)

Taking the newly named Edelweiss into her care filled an ache in Dahlia's soul. She hadn't asked for it, but...she needed it. It soothed the aching void that her old partners had left behind, and filled a hole Dahlia never realized was there. She'd forgotten how GOOD it felt, to take a Pokemon and raise and train them to be the very best.

Maybe...maybe she was ready, now. To build another team.

Dahlia had gotten better at getting the heck out of the way from the swings of a frenzied Pokemon. And for all that Lady Lilligant was faster than Lord Kleavor, she still moved in a dance: and a dance had a rhythm. It was predictable. And while Dahlia would hardly describe the experience of bringing the Lady of the Ridge back to her senses with the smells of comfort and home as EASY, it at least went better than Lord Kleavor did as far as bodily injury went?

Not that that stopped her from freaking everyone out as soon as the adrenaline wore off and she collapsed onto the ground. Adaman, Calaba, and Arezu pretty much booked it back to the Diamond Settlement with Dahlia so she could rest and they could snag her some new clothes to replace the ones Lady Lilligant had torn up in her frenzy. And if they were in Diamond Clan colors, well, what did you expect?

Thanks to Lord Wyreer deftly scaling the cliffsides, Dahlia was able to cross the river splitting the Crimson Mirelands despite not having a path across or being able to swim (a failing she was starting to despise more and more with every waking moment). While she'd been hunting for Tangela, Dahlia instead quite literally tripped over an even better surprise - a shiny Petilil. And after a scramble to prevent the little Pokemon from getting away before she could catch her, Dahlia now had her third and newest member of her team: Iris.

She was ready, now. And as their trainer, Dahlia would make sure her Pokemon not only knew that they were loved, but that they could take anything the world threw at them, and break it in half. She owed her team no less as a trainer.

Present Time: Cobalt Coastlands

TBC! (Including the arrival of a certain shiny Lego)