Sunbeam stepped closer to her sleeping self on the roof. There was something tucked in between her paws. She reached out to move her paws away, but her corporeal form passed right through her solid self.
She looked back out over the city. Cresselia had told her that she would see how to save her mother. Where is she? she thought to herself as she scanned the buildings. Suddenly, spectral wings appeared on her shoulders. There were exactly like Clover's!
Without Sunbeam giving her wings permission, they beat silently and carried her off of the roof. She felt no different than she normally did, aside from the night air on her fur. It was like the wings weren't even there. Maybe they aren't, she realized.
The wings seemed to have their own destination in mind, flying her towards one building in particular. They headed right towards the wall! They weren't going to turn! Sunbeam braced for impact, trying to control these wings that weren't hers, but she passed right through the wall without difficulty. In fact, she didn't feel it at all. Nor did she feel a breeze of any kind as she flew. Inside, she still felt the night air. She was feeling what her real self was feeling, not her... dream self?
Her wings hazed and vanished. Sunbeam was alone inside the building. It was quaint, the inside looking much like what was on the outside. Old style, oriental feel. Sunbeam would have to find out more about this.
There were stairs leading downwards. Sunbeam cautiously approached them, but the stairwell was empty, so she quietly padded downwards. She still didn't feel the stone under her paws, just the warm wood of the roof of Bell Tower. It was a strange feeling.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs, a human suddenly turned a corner, and walked straight for her. He was too close! She didn't have time to move or run! However, just as she started to try and escape, the human walked right through her. Right. I'm not physically here. This must be what some Ghost Types feel like.
Her thoughts drifted some more as she continued the walk into the building's basement. There were a lot of humans here. All of them were wearing the same thing. Sure, some wore black while some wore white, but they all had a big letter R on their shirts in bright red. A few humans in white were having an intense conversation at a table near the corner of the room.
"We've got a lot of Pokémon already. Let's just get out of here before the police catch wind of where we're hiding."
"But the boss wants as many powerful Pokémon as possible. We can't get into Bell Tower, if Ho-Oh did somehow decide to come back. We only got 17 Pokémon this round! We have to go for more!"
"Don't forget that we have some powerful Pokémon here already."
"What do we have? I didn't have time to take inventory."
The second human spoke again. "Lucky for you, I did. But I won't cover for you again, so get with the program."
Sunbeam crept closer. If her wings had taken her here, it must have been for a reason. One of the humans in black approached the table. "Sir? I'm sorry, sir, but it would have been 18 if it hadn't been for me. I saw an Espeon, but it got away from me. By the time I got Pidgeot out to chase it, it was gone..." Sunbeam narrowed her eyes and laid her ears back. He was talking about her. He was one of the humans that had tried to catch her when she was running to Bell Tower.
The second human waved his hand at the human in black. "Glad you feel guilty, pal, but we caught that Espeon. It put up quite a fight, the wretch, but a quick tussle with Houndoom and his pack put the thing down."
Sunbeam's ears went flat against her head. They not only captured her mother, but they beat her, too!? How dare they! But what was a Houndoom? She heard Splash mention one once. Clover had gotten into some trouble, right? But what was it? If she was going to save her mother, she had to find out. First, though, she was going to find out where her mother was.
Turning away from the awful humans, Sunbeam walked to a door in the basement wall, which had a human guarding it. She ignored the human and walked through the door without incident. Inside the room was horrible. A massive cage made up the back wall, and it was filled with beaten or tied Pokémon. Three Mightyenas guarded the cage, snarling at any Pokémon that made so much as a sound. Sunbeam scanned the cage. There! Sitting upright in the corner, bruised, burned and thoroughly beaten but still sitting up with her usual grace and poise, was her mother.
Sunbeam jumped through the bars, landing in front of Espeon. "Mother!" she shouted happily. But Espeon didn't see her daughter. Sunbeam was still in her dream. "Right... You can't see me... Think. Ok. I know where she is now, but how do I get her out?"
The end of her question made her wings reform, and they flew her off the ground. Everything blurred around her. At first, Sunbeam was worried that she was waking up. Then, she only saw flashes of movement. Time was speeding up in the room. She was seeing the future. Sunbeam tried to focus on the details. Espeon healed. Espeon in the cage suddenly got smaller. That was me! she thought, her eyes widening as she realized that she had to be in the cage. The flashes grew quicker. An Espeon fought a larger white Pokémon with a black arc over its head. An Espeon using her claws to open the lock from the inside, and humans in blue throwing the door open as she did so. A torrent of water shooting over an Espeon's head to hit an unseen foe. Two Espeons running from the building as it exploded.
Then, the vision ended. Sunbeam found herself back on the rooftop of Bell Tower. She was still sleeping. She asked another question before the wings vanished again, this time knowing what she was doing. How do I find out what those Pokémon were? She needed to know if she had to fight them. Her wings carried her off of the roof again, gliding around the buildings this time, instead of through them. They finally stopped and vanished, leaving her in front of a building that was slightly larger than the others, but otherwise looked identical.
Figuring that she could puzzle that out later, Sunbeam went to ask another question, but everything around her started to fade away. She was starting to wake up. "No! Not yet! How do I save her!?" she shouted, trying to stay asleep-
-but her eyes snapped open just as the first rays of dawn touched Bell Tower.
Sunbeam scrambled to her paws, looking around for Cresselia. Had the legendary given her that dream? The young Espeon couldn't find a single trace of her. Not even her scent was anywhere in the area. However, she did find what was clutched in her paws. It was a feather. It was perfectly curved like a crescent moon, and colored to the legendary as well. Had this feather given Sunbeam her dream?
She shook her head, trying to focus. It was getting light. She saw Espeons in her vision, but which of them were her? Some of them had to have been Espeon, right? She had to save her mother. But first, she had to investigate that building that she had seen in her dream. It had to have some kind of clue as to what those Pokémon were.
Sunbeam looked out over the roof. She did not want to climb all the way back down those stairs. She wished she could teleport. She glanced down at the feather, and then at the pouch that Clover had given her, which was still hanging around her neck. Maybe she could. It would be dangerous, but her mother had touched on this briefly.
"You have to know where you want to be relative to where you are now..." Sunbeam muttered as she opened the pouch again, looking for the mental herbs. "Just picture yourself there and force it to happen. She continued to try and recall what her mother had taught her. It was a brief lesson on all the different Psychic abilities. This was incredibly unsafe, but she was going to try it anyway. It would take too long to walk all the way back down, and it would tire her out too much. "Always teleport above the ground, and where you're sure nothing is around you," she said to herself as she found the leaves that she was looking for. She packed everything else back into the pouch, taking Cresselia's feather for good measure.
Sunbeam walked back to the edge of the roof. Just picture yourself where you want to go and force it to happen. Not too hard, right? Willing herself not to back out of this, she bent down and took the mental herbs in her teeth. The smell alone woke her up, but the taste was even more effective. She felt a million times more perceptive, more alert, more powerful. Nothing distracted her, and her mind was at an optimum level of focus.
She peered over the edge of the roof again. There. That building looked like the one in her dream. Sunbeam smiled. She never would have recognized it from this distance without the herb. She found a clear spot of pavement near the building. That looked like a safe place. Doing some quick calculations that she didn't know that she was capable of, Sunbeam judged the distance between the pavement and her current position. She moved her gaze up slightly. She had to appear above the road. A few inches would do.
Already feeling the effects of the mental herb starting to wear off, Sunbeam closed her eyes and tried to gather her energy. She pictured herself above the street, so no part of her would appear in anything. Gathering her power, she tried to bundle it around herself and move it to the spot. Nothing happened. She tried feeling as if she was in the spot that she pictured, but the result was the same. She had to hurry. The power was ebbing quickly. She shut her eyes as tightly as she could, putting all of her focus into the spot that she wanted to be.
Suddenly, a burst of rainbow colors flashed in front of her vision, through her closed eyes. She vanished off of the roof of Bell Tower silently, though in her mind everything happened in a split second with a resounding CRACK!
She shook her head, trying to focus. It was getting light. She saw Espeons in her vision, but which of them were her? Some of them had to have been Espeon, right? She had to save her mother. But first, she had to investigate that building that she had seen in her dream. It had to have some kind of clue as to what those Pokémon were.
Sunbeam looked out over the roof. She did not want to climb all the way back down those stairs. She wished she could teleport. She glanced down at the feather, and then at the pouch that Clover had given her, which was still hanging around her neck. Maybe she could. It would be dangerous, but her mother had touched on this briefly.
"You have to know where you want to be relative to where you are now..." Sunbeam muttered as she opened the pouch again, looking for the mental herbs. "Just picture yourself there and force it to happen. She continued to try and recall what her mother had taught her. It was a brief lesson on all the different Psychic abilities. This was incredibly unsafe, but she was going to try it anyway. It would take too long to walk all the way back down, and it would tire her out too much. "Always teleport above the ground, and where you're sure nothing is around you," she said to herself as she found the leaves that she was looking for. She packed everything else back into the pouch, taking Cresselia's feather for good measure.
Sunbeam walked back to the edge of the roof. Just picture yourself where you want to go and force it to happen. Not too hard, right? Willing herself not to back out of this, she bent down and took the mental herbs in her teeth. The smell alone woke her up, but the taste was even more effective. She felt a million times more perceptive, more alert, more powerful. Nothing distracted her, and her mind was at an optimum level of focus.
She peered over the edge of the roof again. There. That building looked like the one in her dream. Sunbeam smiled. She never would have recognized it from this distance without the herb. She found a clear spot of pavement near the building. That looked like a safe place. Doing some quick calculations that she didn't know that she was capable of, Sunbeam judged the distance between the pavement and her current position. She moved her gaze up slightly. She had to appear above the road. A few inches would do.
Already feeling the effects of the mental herb starting to wear off, Sunbeam closed her eyes and tried to gather her energy. She pictured herself above the street, so no part of her would appear in anything. Gathering her power, she tried to bundle it around herself and move it to the spot. Nothing happened. She tried feeling as if she was in the spot that she pictured, but the result was the same. She had to hurry. The power was ebbing quickly. She shut her eyes as tightly as she could, putting all of her focus into the spot that she wanted to be.
Suddenly, a burst of rainbow colors flashed in front of her vision, through her closed eyes. She vanished off of the roof of Bell Tower silently, though in her mind everything happened in a split second with a resounding CRACK!
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