EON

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER

THE PSYCHIC BLAST reverberates against a well sprung LIGHT SCREEN. try as the pokemon might, there’s no way to break the shimmering glass wall.

not that it gets the chance.

the flames of latios’ DRAGON PULSE bathe mewtwo from head to toe. it falls, rigid, focused on the small pulses of PSYCHIC energy that try to snuff out the still burning remains of the dragon’s spite.

when mewtwo makes landfall, the last embers dissipate, extinguished before they can melt flesh from bone. but the damage is done, evident by the soot burn marks that exact the blue menace’s toll.

“interference!”

mewtwo raises its left arms, covered in scores of its opponent’s attack, pointing at the duo. with a twirl of its padded paw, the clouds start to gravitates around the island. what mewtwo lacks in speed it will make up with raw power.

latios has latias.

mewtwo has the ESUNA ISLES.

an impromptu HURRICANE forms, artificial winds battering those who dare take flight. only the orchestrator, who takes off after its prey, seems to curry the storm’s favor.

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angelo vestri

EON

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER

THEIR MASTERY IS UNMATCHED. there is no hope to conquer them in their domain. much less together. but mewtwo does not know its limits. nor is it aware of the potency of hoenn’s fantastical wonder duo.

so it pursues. it seeks to exact revenge. not out of hate but necessity for it must seek out all pokemon.

which is what leads it to being caught. the latios easily slips behind it as the HURRICANE’S terrible winds hide its approach. and that’s when the LUSTER PURGE hits.

the pokemon is barely able to register the flash of light behind it before being shot down. like the earlier attack, it pushes the pokemon back, batters it with the grand force of latios’ power.

“seek out…”

anger radiates from the pokemon’s thoughts. a primal rage manifest and powers through the pain and scuff marks. a MIRACLE EYE glows on its forehead as PSYCHIC energy manifests around it.

“ALL POKEMON!!!”

bolts of PSYSTRIKE extend from mewtwo’s body. they rain in a multitude of directions, zigzagging without care. latios, positioned behind it, will find that even psychic powers don’t allow it to home on a target in the opposite direction.

but another pokemon will not find the same mercy.

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angelo vestri

EON

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER

MEWTWO DOES NOT HAVE CONTROL over the situation. it’s playing it by raw instinct. attack and emotion guides it with only a half measure of success. the linger pain of the LUSTER PURGE still festers but the need to seek out these pokemon triumphs over all.

pokemon!

mewtwo darts toward the latios, converging at where latias is heading, as its body starts to morph. the same gel like skin starts to lose its solidity, melting into a more viscous form, right up until the red eon unintentionally intercepts it.

you!

not its intended target by any means, but in desperation, it’ll do. pieces of mewtwo jump off, sentient, as they start to cover latias. they looks to hold it in place as mewtwo’s main body expands to swallow it whole.

it wants to devour it, literally, as they become one.

this is what it was made for.

this is the TOWER OF BABEL.

mewtwo absorbs the dna of a weakened pokemon. this move ignores basic typing, abilities, and moves.

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angelo vestri

EON

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER

SKIN COVERS THE POKEMON from head to tail. each speck of grey makes up a fine latex coat that outlines the latias’ finer details. the pointed snout of the pokemon’s head and ears still peek out from underneath, suffocating as they look for freedom from inside.

you are—

the thought is interrupted by a piercing LUSTER PURGE that stops the assimilation. mewtwo’s body protects its prey but the attack does a number to the exposed scalper. the perfect window for a MIST BALL to implode from the inside.

this moment of vulnerability, paired with their combined might, is enough to defeat the pokemon. it twitches, struggling to move, but descends, unable to sustain itself. its body falls back onto the island as the storm starts to clear up.

in desperation there is hope. and for hoenn’s ace pilot, that hope can conquer the impossible.

the ESUNA ISLES cannot stop his need to be free.

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