In the backyard of the research institute, roars filled with dense majesty rang out again and again.
One black stone and one white stone intertwined in the sky. Lightning and flames flooded the entire courtyard, forming a special yin-yang like pattern.
Bathed in fire and lightning, the shapes of the two orbs gradually began to change, continuously growing and swelling larger.
Flames and lightning respectively entered the white stone and the black stone, slowly growing into the forms of two dragons.
One was gray-black all over, lightning coiling around its body, with broad hind legs and a massive cone-shaped tail tipped with spikes.
The Deep Black Pokémon, Zekrom.
The other was pure white, resembling a fusion of a white bird and a western dragon, with bright blue pupils and long flowing hair drifting from its head like twin ponytails.
The Vast White Pokémon, Reshiram.
After the two gods truly awakened, the looks they gave each other became somewhat unfriendly.
["Reshiram (Zekrom), I've had enough of being with you!"]
["Why are you stealing my lines?"]
["I didn't steal your lines!"]
After just a few sentences, the two dragons stared at each other wide-eyed, because they realized that every single sentence they said was exactly the same as the other's.
"Blegh~", Perfectly in sync, the two dragons made a retching motion, then bared their teeth and covered their eyes.
'Damn it, how did staying together for two months make things feel so off?"
They were clearly the legendary dragon gods, the source of turmoil in the Unova region.
So how did it end up like they were some damn twins now?
["Zekrom, I want you dead!"]
["Reshiram, I want you dead!"]
The two dragons brewed for a long time and finally shouted a harsh line, but in the end they still said it at the exact same time, making them feel inexplicably frustrated.
In this situation, it was really hard for them to start fighting.
The two divine dragons stared each other down for a long while, until their mouths felt dry and they wanted a drink of water.
As they sucked in, two streams of liquid suddenly rose from the large barrel of lemonade nearby, flowing separately into the mouths of the two dragons.
Zekrom, Reshiram: "..."
["There are clearly other drinks right next to us. Don't drink the same one as me, you disgusting bastard!"]
["Hmph! Fine, I won't drink it!",] The two cursed at each other, snorted at the same time, changed targets, and simultaneously took a sip of the coffee beside them.
["Blegh~"]
After this round of retching, the two dragons fell silent at the same time.
In this state, how were they supposed to fight?
["How about we temporarily make peace?"]
["Haha, you were the one who made peace with me first!"]
["Since that's the case, then I'll reluctantly agree!"]
["It was clearly you who wanted peace. If anyone's agreeing, it should be me!"]
The two dragons argued for a very long time, yet every sentence was perfectly synchronized, as if they had already merged into one being, or like a pair of twins who had lived together for many years, completely in tune with each other.
Under these circumstances, they felt that even if they exhausted themselves here, they still would not be able to argue out a result.
["How about we talk about something else?"], Finally, this time only Reshiram spoke, and Zekrom did not follow.
["Talk about what?",] Zekrom looked at Reshiram in confusion.
["Talk about making achievements and building something,"] Reshiram let out a sigh of relief. Finally, they could communicate normally.
He looked solemnly at Zekrom, ["You represent ideals, so maybe you don't care much about reality."]
["But I want to say, we're facing a terrifying reality right now."]
["We used to be lofty gods, but now it's different. In Axel's team, the two of us are relatively inconspicuous."]
["In fact, the Pokémon in his team really are all kind of outrageous. Almost every single one of them has some kind of unique specialty."]
Zekrom's eyes lit up, ["You mean?"]
["Yes, that's exactly what I mean!"], Reshiram nodded heavily.
["In the past, we didn't have physical bodies, so it was fine if we weren't important in this team."]
["But now, we've recovered into true ideals and truth, existences capable of influencing the beliefs and structure of the entire Unova region. We can't keep acting like huskies, right?"]
Zekrom felt this deeply, ["You're right. Only by striving can ideals be fulfilled. Only by playing a role can people realize our importance."]
["How about we kill our way back to Unova and help Lord Axel wipe out Team Plasma?"]
The hair on Reshiram's head fluttered as he tried to strike a pose as if bearing wings, also gazing toward the Unova region.
["My truth guides me the same way!"]
Just as the two dragons were about to move, they suddenly sensed something off about the surroundings. A faint spatial power appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
A group of people wearing Team Plasma uniforms and another group wearing Aether Foundation uniforms appeared in the yard.
None of them noticed the black and white dragons flying in the air with minimal movement. All of them looked in unison toward a man wearing an ice mask.
"Sir, we escaped!"
The godson nodded in satisfaction and gave the Alakazam trainer a thumbs-up, "Well done. When we get back, I'll reward you properly."
"I feel like Axel must be furious right now!"
Thinking back to Axel's dumbfounded expression earlier, the godson felt even better than if he had won the battle. His heart felt indescribably refreshed.
That was someone even his godfather could suppress, yet he had successfully escaped from that person's hands.
"Brothers, we didn't come for nothing. Although we didn't catch Axel this time, we successfully tested his strength."
"More importantly, their defensive power really is extremely empty."
"This time, let's not come for nothing. Split up and search for the Light Stone and the Dark Stone. Strive to take Zekrom and Reshiram away."
"According to the information left behind by Lord Kyurem, they currently don't have physical bodies. Their combat power should only be around secondary-tier god level."
"As long as we bring back even one of these two orbs, we can still establish great merit."
"Lord Godson is wise!", After having just been brutally beaten by Axel, not a single person felt that stealing orbs comparable to secondary-tier gods would be difficult.
No matter how hard, how hard could it be?
Can a secondary-tier god blow up an entire mountain with one hit?
The Alakazam trainer decided to strike while the iron was hot and shower the godson with flattery, making sure he remembered him and elevating himself to trusted aide status in one go.
"Even though we couldn't beat that Pheromosa, mere Light Stones and Dark Stones will definitely be easy for Lord Godson."
"When the time comes, Lord Godson will soar straight upward, and we'll get to enjoy some benefits too. Let's give Lord Godson a round of applause."
A smile appeared at the corner of the godson's mouth. It seemed that sharing hardship once really did have benefits. After getting beaten by Axel, the team was clearly much more united.
He decided to turn around and give another impassioned speech.
But at the instant he turned his head and lifted his gaze at a forty-five-degree angle, the godson froze.
Because he saw two massive dragons radiating dense majesty, staring straight at him.
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