*A few days have passed since Napoleon took the throne as Sinnoh League Champion. As a trainer, he has changed from being one who openly expressed his distaste with Pokemon to being one who perfectly bonds with them. This all happened during the time when he had this mysterious rare disease that has existed for many years now, a disease so far only called 'Twitch', a prototype name given by the former league champion and mythology researcher.*

*With the disease gone from Napoleon, Cynthia didn't have much reason to keep an eye on him any longer. Napoleon was then free to pursue whatever he wanted to do, as he was no longer under the subject of any research study or a mysterious disease.*

*The past days have been filled with dealing with celebrity problems for our hero. Even until now, he still has to deal with being a celebrity. This is keeping him pretty busy, and isn't allowing him to start his renewed life as a love of Pokemon.*

*Pre-occupied, Napoleon allowed his trusted 6 Pokemon to do whatever they want and be away from the 'problems' he's encountering right now, with the only condition being that they would return to his side every night when the land is in deep slumber. This schedule and curfew would go on until Napoleon can finally rest from the attention of the masses and do something else.*

It was getting deeper in the night. The royal carriage of the queen was just arriving. It was unusual that the queen would take this long outside of her kingdom.

"Sunbrella!" Solareon cried out as the carriage finally parked. The queen quickly stepped down as her name was rashly called. Normally it would be fine since it was his best knight calling out to her, but his tone of voice was higher than usual.

"Nngh, please tone your voice do-"

"Where the hell have you been?! Did you have any idea how messy the kingdom was today?"

"Messy...?"

"It was unexpected, but there were a few riots here and there. It was even worse because some of the riots came from my army itself. I had to seek the help of the others just to calm everything down."

"Is that so... I deeply apologize for my abs-"

"Well you better! Sparkles got a few more injuries trying to help out, and she hasn't even fully recovered from the recent Staraptor attack!"

"She... she still helped out knowing that she's hurt?"

"She forced herself into it, I couldn't really stopped her since she was pretty determined. She's still convinced that she's not strong enough even though she was able to evolve recently, so she's been over exerting herself."

"I see. I'm sorry Solareon, I should've informed you of my absence today instead of just disappearing like that. Go rest now, I will take care of the remaining damages."

"There isn't much damage left, but I guess the land could use some last cleaning up. You sure you're not tired?"

"I'll... I'll be fine."

"You have to tell us where the heck you ran off to tomorrow; we can't exactly have our queen disappearing like that, you know!"

"Agreed. I shall explain my situation when the time comes. But for now, I have to go to the people."

"No, wait, Napoleon has to see us first."

With perfect timing, Napoleon just arrived back home to see all his Pokemon there. Done with his checking, he retreated back to his room to get some needed rest.

Coast is clear.

With that, Sunbrella walked back to her carriage and went to the village proper.

As the carriage left, Solareon checked back on her lover Luxio, who seemed to be sleeping. However, she's not sleeping all that well; her recent encounters have given her a bit more injuries than she can handle.

"Sparkles..."

"...nngh. Sol..."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm... I'm good, thanks. I just received medicine so I'm feeling a lot better right now."

"Medicine? What medicine?"

In response to that question, Sparkles embraced the Flareon talking to her.

"You. Hehe..."

"A-aah..."

Though Sol is considered the strongest warrior in the land, he couldn't ever resist the cute advances that Sparkles can do.

"S-Sparkles..."

"Let's sleep together tonight too, So-"

A voice then interrupted the two. "Solareon. I'm sorry for interrupting, but I have an important message."

"Bat... what is this time? Can't you see it's deep in the night?" remarked the Flareon.

"Yeah can't you save that for later? Sol over here is getting sleepy..." Sparkles added.

"Unfortunately no. This message I received is apparently calling for urgency. And it bears a strange symbol that you might recognize. Here, take a look."

Moonbat threw over a letter towards Solareon. Without even looking at it, he recognized the symbol."

"This is the symbol of the Will of Fire... the rebel group who seeked to break the curse, but quickly disbanded when I received my Hall of Fame ribbon.

It's drawn ugly though, but it's still recognizable. And this handwriting... I don't recognize it from any of the members of that group."

Solareon read the contents of the message. It was asking him to come immediately to the place where he was instigated as part of the Will of Fire, and that he has to arrive there immediately else there might be bad things that can happen if he doesn't arrive there immediately to see what was going on.

"This sounds a bit fishy. Who sent this?"

"006 gave it to me while I was wandering the caves for a Zubat party. Told me to forward it to you. She didn't want to say who it came from, but she said you can be guaranteed that it wasn't her who wrote that."

Indeed she can't, for 006 doesn't know the symbol of fire. It was the symbol that made all the difference to Solareon, his only doubt coming from the fact that it was drawn poorly.

"Well if that came from her then that's more reason to not listen to it, Sol. Let's just stay here and go to sleep..." Sparkles retorted after reading the letter.

"...no. I have to go."

"...what?!"

"Sparkles, I'd really love to stay here and spend the night with you. But I guess I haven't told you yet about the urgency of this letter. Specifically, this symbol of fire. We in the Will of Fire used this symbol to pass messages across even regions, all of us trying to help each other out in finding out about the Curse of Fire and avoiding it. This means a lot to me, and I couldn't really tell anyone about it since it might raise awareness in the voices. I'm sorry... but I have to go to this place."

"In that case...!!!"

Sparkles held Solareon tight as he stood up to get ready.

"I'm coming with you."

"What, no! You can't come with me, you're heavily injured. You need to stay here and recover!"

"No! These injuries are nothing! I can handle more than this. See?!"

Sparkles tried to do a powerful Thunderbolt, but her injuries are clearly disallowing her from exerting full force.

"No Sparkles, you can't."

"But...!"

"Ugh... Solareon, I think you should just allow her to come with you. I'm going to tag along too." Moonbat interrupted them.

"What?! But sh-"

"You're wasting time trying to argue. Since she's in a poor condition however, I would like to also tag along to watch your guys' back."

"Moonbat... ugh. Fine. I suppose I could trust you with that, you were able protect her for quite a few moments back then."

"He may be looking at our backs, but I don't need that! I can do well just fine!"

"Eeeh... whatever, do what you guys want. I'm heading out."

Without a word, Sol ventured out into the place where he became part of the Will of Fire: Solaceon Ruins.

Upon arriving there, he noticed that was being followed by 2 others.

"So you guys really followed, huh."

"Sparkles kinda insisted."

"I'm not letting you out of my sight, Sol!"

Solareon sighed. He knows that he can never get Sparkles off of his back now, not after what happened back then.

"Fine. Just don't get into any more trouble. I don't know how much this ruins have changed, so you guys better be careful even though it was just low leveled Pokemon back then when we were here."

They went to the part where Napoleon found the Fire Stone; a rock hidden in one of the floors of the cleaned up ruins.

To their surprise, the rock that used to hold the Fire Stone has now collapsed, revealing a secret pathway downwards.

"That wasn't there before. This is probably where this mystery sender wants me to be. Be ready, guys."

As Solareon walked past the hole however, a wall of flame greeted him as he walked past it. It startled him at first, but being a Fire-type, he was able to walk past it easily.

He couldn't say the same for his two companions though.

"D-don't. Just... don't."

"Sheesh! What can a bit of fire do to m-"

Sparkles boldly tried to stick her paw in, but was quickly burned by the fire that engulfed her paw.

"OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!!!" she cried in pain, as she was running around trying to get the fire out.

"Sparkles!!!"

Sol was about to run back out of the hole, but Moonbat quickly doused the fire with a light Air Slash that grazed through the burning paw.

"Aaah... thanks so much. That... that actually kinda hurt."

"I told you, you shouldn't even be here..."

"No, I want to be with you wherever you're going Sol! Please, I just need to be a bit stronger and I'll go through!"

Moonbat interrupted. "I admire your willingness Sparkles, but it looks like we'll have to wait here. This is no ordinary fire, it's a fire beyond the powers of simple Pokemon. It seems like only Solareon can really pass through here."

"But...!" Sparkles cried. She just can't ever accept any moment that she can't be with Sol.

"Solareon! After you're done there, promise us you'll come back."

"...okay."

"Sol, no!"

"Take care of Sparkles for now. I'll be back in a bit."

"Sol!!!"

Ignoring her pleas, Sol started to descend the secret pathway of the ruins.

It would normally be dark, but this place was illuminated by oddly glowing glyphs and inscriptions on the wall. This was a part of the ruins that was hidden away from the view of ordinary 'mons.

Sol could recognize some of the drawings on the wall. It depicted some of the events that happened in the past: from the first drawing of the voice disease, the start of the curse of fire, the will of water... all these peculiar events have been recorded in these ruins.

Walking further, he found part of the drawings which depicted a myth rather than history... drawings about the distorted version of Kanto, where Digletts kick and birds punch. This mysterious land has been passed down as more of a myth rather than actual history. Sol was really surprised to see these as part of apparently depicted history.

"Why is this here?" he asked himself. Out of curiosity, he traced that part of the drawings until its very end just to see if he recalled the myth correctly. To his even further surprise, part of the drawings are missing, and there's a huge part of the further wall with blankness on it. No drawings.

"...what does this all mean?" he kept wondering to himself. He looked to the other side of the wall and was even more surprised to find drawings of... the Court of the Sun. From the story of the Napoleon who disliked Pokemon all the way until the making of the Kingdom of the Sun... it was all there.

"What is this place?!" he shouted, making him a bit frightened of what he has seen so far.

Something responded to him, however. "A place where stories are made."

"?! Who's there?!" Solareon grasped his sword and drew his fangs. "Show yourself!"

"Calm down, Solareon. I know we've never met, but I think you will recognize me."

From the depth of the ruins emerged a Sandslash. But not just any Sandslash... a Sandslash with a mane of flame.

"Recognize you...? Of course, you're the one they called Flameslash, a Sandslash blessed with the powers of fire, depicted in the myth of the distorted Ka-"

Solareon stopped himself after recognizing what he just said. He... he was talking to a being of myths! He was taken aback, speechless with the encounter.

"B-b-but I thought-"

"Haha, pretty surprising now isn't it? Enough of this though, you came at a pretty inconveninent time so I'm just going to cut to the chase."

"Y-yes, sure... How the hell do you know me though?! I'm assuming you were the one who sent the letter, which is why I couldn't recognize who it came from."

"Yes, it was me. I am part of the Will of Fire, strangely enough, even if I'm not actually of the fire. I think the question that really needs to be answered is-"

"How can you be here?"

"Yes, exactly. You thought that everything about me and the wonderland of the distorted Kanto was a myth, right?"

"So you're saying it's real?! These paintings on the wall..."

"...I don't know how to explain it. It's real, but... it isn't real."

"Stop making my head spin like that! Just spill out everything! I don't wanna get the headaches I got with our last encounter in the distortion world!"

"The distortion world! That's it! This should be easier to explain then.

I know you've been focusing on your duties as a warrior of the court of the sun lately, but I want you to recall back to the things you saw back then."

"What...?"

"Solareon... you are the sun prophet, remember?"

"The... Sun Prophet. Yes, that's what they used to call me."

"You're the only one who could then tell me things about the future. Which showed itself in images in the distortion world. Think back, Solareon. While you were looking for Cyrus and Giratina... you must have seen something."

Solareon's confusion was just getting deeper, but he was desperate for an answer now. He complied and looked back to what he experienced back then in the distortion world, trying to remember things that might have seen apart from his fatigue getting to him back then.

"...Napoleon in a coma..."

"That was the point the time paradox started."

"Time paradox... aaah... wait! Time paradox... I think I heard Sunbrella mention something about it before. How she kept mumbling about a lover she lost to a time paradox. Silly story I didn't believe."

"Silly story that you shouldn't really believe, yes. Not until now, at least."

"Huh...?"

"The time paradox happened. You have no memories of what was purged of it. But your powers as a prophet can let you see through it. Think back more."

Solareon's train of thought is on the right track now. His memories of the distortion world was clearing up a bit, and he began to piece together the images he saw.

The horror of the Pokemon lost in the time paradox. An alternate timeline that spaced between his affair with the Bibarel, and the image of Napoleon getting a coma. Among it was also an image of Sunbrella and a Roselia cuddling.

"This... so this is a thing. This happened. Is that what you're saying? Then how come Sunbrella knew of this event? I thought the time paradox should have purged our memories from that time."

"Look a bit further from the time when Napoleon got into a coma."

At this point, Solareon was not using his memories, but using his lost powers as the Sun Prophet instead. Visions of that time came to Solareon: the 6 were looking out into Stark mountain as the world began folding on itself. 006 and Sunbrella were engulfed in a strange ball. The others were disappearing into that world ripple that he saw. Strangely enough, including a Wurmple that he couldn't recognize. That was the last image he could get from pursuing that timeline in his head.

".........this is a bit too much for me to handle."

"Man, that's not even what I wanted you to know! On to the main part of business now that I got your Sun Prophet shenanigans working again. I want you to stare at this point where the distorted Kanto breaks into nothingness on these walls."

Solareon was tired, but he was just beginning to understand his lost powers. He complied and began to stare into that part of the wall.

"What can you see?"

"...distortion..."

"Distortion, huh. You sure you're not just seeing my timeline?"

"Your timeline? You mean the distorted Kanto? Yes, that's what I definitely see. But... it's not... as depicted in the walls..."

"...no... I knew it."

"Another... another alternate timeline has been created...?!"

"I was afraid you'd say that, but at least now I can affirm it."

"The distortion... it's spreaded all over Kanto again... and then Johto!"

"Aaand this is what exactly has allowed me to be here."

"What?! You mean... this distorted timeline creeped back into our reality?! Your story of the wonderland Kanto... it really happened! And now it's getting even more messed up...!!!"

"..."

"This... this...! Hey!"

Solareon tightly held Flameslash by the neck.

"You're the one who's here anyway! What the hell is the meaning of this?! How the heck can we fix this from spreading across the land?! More importantly, how the hell did this happen?! Don't tell me the time paradox also caused this?!"

"No, the time paradox shouldn't have been enough to cause this as it only rewinded time here in Sinnoh; if something got distorted, it should have been Sinnoh, not Johto nor Kanto. Something else happened. I don't know what.

As for what you can do... do nothing."

"Do... nothing...?"

"Yes, do nothing. The knowledge that you have now... keep it a secret. A secret that shouldn't come out. Let the shenanigans of the other regions be only theirs. Don't force the other lands to know what just happened. All I really needed was to affirm my suspicions, so I sought out your assistance.

Now that I know, I shall go back to this distorted land... which is actually my real timeline. I will be the one to try and fix this up. My trainer was the one who fixed the distortion in Kanto, so I have an idea how I can stop it from spreading."

"..."

Solareon couldn't really say a word. Flameslash was right: this knowledge shouldn't be a cause of panic. But he's a bit disturbed by the fact that he can't do a thing about it.

"Just continue your duties as the warrior of the sun for now. This is the last prophecy that you'll ever need to see."

"......"

"Get out of here. You need to rest. I'll be going back to our alternate reality, which is already here, after the coast is clear."

"...promise me everything will be fixed in the future. Because right now I can somehow see the 3 timelines dangerously merging."

"Heh, you underestimate my knowledge. Remember the disease that your trainer incurred?"

"Yeah, the one with voices in his head?"

"That precisely. No matter how much hurt it has caused, it has become the thing of legends. I don't think I need to tell you my plan right now."

"...so this disease..."

"Get outta here!"

The inscriptions on the walls suddenly started glowing, and everything was getting very eerie. Solareon looked around in sudden panic. "Flameslash!" he looked back to where Flameslash was, but was gone. As Flameslash disappeared, the paintings on the wall of the distorted Kanto was suddenly back to completion.

Sensing trouble, Solareon started running back to the entrance of this mysterious pathway. The cave started collapsing from the most inner part, so he had to get out of there fast.