He couldn't flee any longer. The shore and sea continue to grow as one frozen sheet. If it wasn't for Isaac Merlo , there would be no ship. Only a sunken wreck ravaged by a titan above. And the crew. There would be no crew. Only drowned souls who bit off more than they could chew.

The captain scoured the deck and roared names with a barely hidden anxiety. Relief washed over him as he heard every Pokemon and human call back. They were all ok for now.


Regice stood on the shore, stunned in recoil from its DYNAMAX CANNON. That monster almost took everything. howard slayte was trapped on shore with this-this monster. Even off shore no one was safe. Everyone Walter had come to trust on his journey was almost wiped out in the blink of a cold glowing eye of a frost golem.

The captain's fists clenched tight and soon grew knuckles as white as sand under ice. He stomped to the helm of his ship and shouted the only order he could: "Charge the cannons!"

A flash of yellow sparked to life. WATTREL, first mate of the Thundercloud, let out a mighty DISCHARGE from the cannon's charging station. Crewmates scurried to port side and steadied their aim.

You fired your cannon. Now here's mine.


"FIRE!!!!" Walter roared with thunderous intensity. Electrified shots screeched out of the cannons into the sky. They hurled towards the titan like bolts of lightning piercing through the heavens.


The captain shouted his taunt on the loudspeaker. "You messed with the THUNDERCLOUD. Now here comes the storm!"

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Against the cold and terrible conditions, Grigori glanced back when the Raging Bolt sang its Swan Song. Crystals of pure ice clung to its chin, and it had long ceased to shiver. That would imply it had any heat left. No, it had reached near absolute zero moments before. That’s why it gasped, and that’s why Grigori recalled it.

But he kept on going. One foot in front of the other. The idea dominated his thoughts, and clouded his judgement in a different manner. Whether through sheer brute force or the ignorance of opposing ideologies, he did not falter. Even as buildings collapsed, and homes were shattered beneath the cold.

He could not falter. To falter was to show weakness, and to show weakness was death. Such was the way of a Rocket– no, of a true Rocket. One who’d seen one war. One who knew the price of failure, from those he once called companions. Friends. Enemies.

But by Arceus if it wasn’t tempting. Yet it carried him far enough, to where those he recognized or didn’t gathered. Shred Zeppelin was there… that marked the end of the familiar faces. Something pulled at his heart, but he ignored it. Now wasn’t the time.

But Regice? It needed to be stopped. Howard’s golem raged, despite the lack of orders. Perhaps the goal was to give it purpose, a mind of its own. Grigori’s own mind hardened against the trials ahead, seen by the sheer number of Barriers. Too many to count.

But who could conquer them all?

An unlikely face emerged, showered in a glow of white light. One of his Pokemon decided to make itself the chosen one, and took fate into its own hands. Claws, rather– the white made way for red. Pincers clicked, and one wrapped around his armored wrist. Over his Tera Orb. Grigori’s eye widened in shock.

“Scizor?”

“Scizor!” The creature scowled. Splotches of discolored pigment splashed its exoskeleton in various places, reminders of its arrogance past. Yet it stood strong. Ready to face whatever came ahead. And given the sun, it adapted perfectly. A blaze of ember coated its armor, and a hat of red-orange crowned his head.

“Then… go! Protect Dewford, given our companion's sun!”

“Scizor!” He did not need any further prompting. Or any at all. He knew the way forward, as it was a given: crush all that stood in the way. And the Regice would learn the hard way as a Bullet Punch to pierce the veil rushed forth.

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Tl;dr
 - Grigori recalls a fainted Raging Bolt (Sad!)
 - Joins with the others, only recognizes Shred (Also Sad!)
 - Scizor joins the fray, and Tera Fires and then also Bullet Punches the Regice

There are an infinite number of possibilities within the Tera Crystals that rot this world from the inside.

These worlds are numerous beyond count, and as a result, hold an unlimited number of heavens and an unlimited number of hells. There is a world where Grigori Sokolov lives happily, watching his friend and daughter grow up. There is a world where Shred Zeppelin is the Champion of Galar, before incessant boredom begins clawing at his skull. Calliope is not burned and marred by a war in Kanto, her face as beautiful as the pristine sun.

Isaac’s faith does not waver as Rocket stalls saving the world from armageddon. He is faithful in his ignorance and blindness. Walter works at a shop belonging to his family. His dream was never born. Eduardo does not leave his region behind.

They are inaccessible.

Yet there is no world but this one where the current events occur. This world is unique. In a world where infinite universes exist, Howard Slayte and Michael Navidson made it to the Galar bound to Navy.

Bonds brought them there.

Bonds would bring them back home.

As Dewford’s defenders Terastallize their Pokémon, a stellar miracle happens. All but those lacking Tera Orbs, Shred Zeppelin and Isaac Merlo embrace that foreign power.

The Rocket Beast stays his hand. It is not yet time. The Liberator holds his shield in defense of a foe.

Their parts are greater.

In the reflections of Tsubaki’s glimmering Nihilego, thrumming with the power of Terastallization, a familiar face can be seen jumping through facets. In one, he is fighting jayden cross . In another, he is slaying Eternatus with a hero of Galar.

In the reflection of Grigori’s Bisharp, the grunt jumps from facet to facet, slaying Ting-Lu and fighting Eternatus. He looks older, worn, tired, but his hat and its magnificent plumage tell the grunt that this is his superior.

This is Howard Slayte.

A light erupts from the two Terastallized Pokémon, and two hands emerge.

A voice rings out.

"Grigori..." A whisper of a thousand voices. "Thank you..."

“REGICE!” An armored man erupts from Pumpkin, cape flapping in the wind. His voice rings out, older, triumphant, strong. “YOU FORGET YOURSELF!”

He feels young again. Elated to be freed from the shackles of age. How does Shred handle being old? How many substances course through his veins to keep him upright? His halberd still exists, a smoking remnant from another world. From beneath his helmet, a streak of white hair gleams, his eye a kaleidoscope of infinite colors.

From Eduardo’s Gouging Fire, an Aerodactyl emerges, eye missing. Shirley’s fangs gleam with elemental power as Dynergy crackles around them.

Regice stands tall above. It's been three months since he's last seen it. For the people of this world, it's been minutes. Yet time breaks and bends. It's been too long since he last saw this Pokémon. Yet this moment feels right. Each particle of Dynergy is in high contrast.

It is time to drag Eternatus's puppet down from the heavens.

“THIS STORY…”

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Shred Zeppelin Grigori Sokolov walter delmar Michael Navidson Eduardo Hisakawa Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki Isaac Merlo Calliope Marks

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Waves thawed from Regice's frozen grip as the sea began to warm again. With Isaac Merlo the shore guard distracted, she was safe to pull to shore. Soon they'd leave Dewford behind like a horrible nightmare. A boom thundered from the helm.

"The ice is receding! Raise the sails, mateys. I'm pulling her closer to the shore!"

The dark hull swiveled towards the shore. As she pulled into view, Walter saw him. howard slayte. He was alive! Who was he fighting alongside? Was that the leader of Dewford? Who's the dog? So many questions raced through the captain's mind. He guessed this was the "save the world" part of the plan. Didn't imagine it would be caused by Howard himself. Though, they were both working for a criminal organization so...maybe Walter should've seen that part coming.

The bright-eyed archaeologist never looked so dim. Was this his dream? Was this the "raid" he wanted? What kind of treasure wasthis? What did Rocket gain from this uncontrollable monster?

This wasn't a raid. It was an extermination.

The captain looked out at his friend across the crashing waves.

"Howard. What the hell have you done?"

tldr; The combination of the waves thawing and distracted Isaac Merlo allows Walter to pull into shore for evacuations. He sees Howard and is upset about how the raid turned out.

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Amidst the shimmer of Terastalisation, those that were lost are found. Zacian returns to the battlefield, restored from ruin by memory. The Hero leaps up high and swings down its sword, cleaving through hundreds of layers of Dynamax Barriers, and cutting straight to the core of Regice. Finally, finally, under the sheer weight of the League, Team Rocket, and their combined offensive, the giant staggers.

Howard is back, Navy is back, and they brought a ringer with them. As the pieces fall into place, you grab your Tera Orb. This? This is what you've been waiting for. This is your chance to--

"Prime... Ape...!"

And then, your Pokemon hits the ground with a thud.

"...Primeape?"

As the Dynamaxed Nihilego grapples to keep Regice's arm from falling upon you, you rush to the side of the fallen beast. His fur is burnt and matted with blood. Pushed to his absolute limit, breathing air drenched with Dynergy and attacking with all the power it could muster, had burnt his candle at both ends. In the end, it was too much. Like a supercharged engine, it could only run for so long at max speed before it tore itself apart. Now, all that was left was an empty wreck, a cooling corpse.

"No... No no no! C'mon, buddy! We're not done here! You gotta get up! We gotta keep going! We're almost done!"

It's the first time you've watched one of your friends really die. Yet, just like when you thought you'd lost Meltan, you feel yourself overcome with a creeping dread. Like everything has gone so very wrong, and it's all your fault. And maybe it is.

"...Fuck...!"

But unlike back then, you can't afford to stop now. You can't let it set in. Not until you're done here.

"Alright, you big frozen son of a bitch..." You growl, orichalchum searing your skin as you move to grab your Slither Wing. "I'm gonna make you pay for--"

"--gggggggggGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

A shackle breaks. And out from the broken body of the dead, a new kind of life emerges. A revenant, resurrected to walk the earth once more. Risen, not by purpose, not by revenge, not by anything as petty as truth or ideals or heroism or history. No, the creature that has returned itself from The Border did so only for one reason:

To keep raging against the world, until there was nothing left to rage at.

"Pathetic little ice age. Why are you still here? Your moment is over. Your time is past. Have you forgotten?"

Clenching a newly freed fist, the beast's arm begins to swell with power, the strength one can only gain from such intense suffering. And as you stand there, over the corpse cocoon of your Primeape, you think. As you stand there, watching this familiar stranger prepare its attack, a single thought occurs to you.

THIS is your chance.

As a ghostly hand rears back, your own launches forward, flinging a Tera Orb at your newfound ace-in-the-hole. A shining purple kaleidoscope reflecting upon his undead body, a glow of pure supernatural power. And then, with a living deathrattle, the newborn Annihilape stomps forth and throws a Fist full of Rage towards the frozen titan's arm.

"THEN LET ME REMIND YOU!"

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it was a good post just read it mag

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