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"Hate to see you like this, but. Hell if you didn't put up a good fight. Rest up, alright?"[break][break]
It felt surreal, speaking so casually to so many Rockets in the aftermath of the tragedy that had unfolded. Yet, was this not just the flow of things on Hoenn? A greater threat resurfaced, and both saints and sinners arose to beat it into the ground. When the chips were down, in spite of everything,
Tangaroa Emzar and
Kouji Matsubara both had his back. It was a surreal, almost bittersweet feeling.[break][break]
The time would come for them to settle their own scores. Until then, he honored them as they honored him.[break][break]
Maybe that was why Isaac didn't slip away during all of this. He owed it to them to stand by them until the bitter end. He also owed it to the people of Petalburg; each moment the great titans were stalled was another moment
El Sunderland's rescue efforts could continue, another life saved. Even then, Bibidi would surely tire before long, and all of their best efforts were but one ranger's plan and one renegade's distraction. It was more than they could have hoped for, yet far from what Petalburg deserved.[break][break]
Yet there were two more reasons. One stood before him, his own beast roaring back to life as it tried to reduce Isaac to the ash and dust that carpeted Petalburg's once verdant landscape. The other stood by his side, finally making herself known after an agonizing separation. Her red chain shone brighter than ever, hardened by conviction as it ensnared not one but two great titans.[break][break]
As one chain set in, Regice's grip faltered. Knuckles, both the Infinity Energy and the consciousness long stripped from her, fell from the heavens. It was then that a telltale flash of azure leaped from the edge of the sandstorm. Whether the northern winds blew here or not, Suicune had heard Mesprit's plea. Now the two legends could stand as one.[break][break]
Knuckles landed on Suicune's back, wreathed in their aurora as if it were a blanket. As contact was made, Suicune prepared themselves. Their eyes flashed purple as they turned toward Regirok's crumbling form.
Extrasensory power surrounded them, grabbing stone after stone from the recombinant golem and throwing them into any battle damage it could find on Regice. The two injured titans would bear the wrath of two fresh and fit legends, last-ditch efforts to stop their hellish rampage.[break][break]
After their intervention, before any reprisal, they would fade once more into the winds.[break][break]
No more legends. No more interruptions. No more distractions. For the first time,
howard slayte and Isaac stood, face to face. Between them,
Eris Halla, a protective buffer. Was she there to protect Isaac from Howard? Or was she there to protect Howard from Isaac? Perhaps, wreathed in sands and illuminated in auroras, the truth would never be truly known.[break][break]
"Wish I could say the same for you, buddy. But you're an overcranked cog that just broke down half your machine. Shame, really. The more power you get, the harder you waste it." He pulled his hand back, balled up into a fist, only to drop his punch at the last minute. Instead, he set a hand on Howard's shoulder.
"You're becoming what you hate in ways you didn't even think were possible."[break][break]
"And none of it's gonna change the fact that you can't win."[break][break]
Maybe it'd be the wakeup call Howard needed. Maybe it'd send him even deeper into his mania. Isaac didn't know. Isaac couldn't afford to care. All he could do was show up wherever Howard reared his head and keep him in check, words, fists, and the powers of capricious gods flying with reckless abandon.[break][break]
He'd found time to buy for his people. He'd found his beloved sister. And, through the trials of beloved enemies old and new alike, he'd even found himself. Maybe, just this once, he could be satisfied.[break][break]
Isaac stepped back, stooping down ever so slightly to take Eris' hand. And in one step, two steps, three, they were gone.[break][break]
TEAL DEER;[break]
Isaac honors his fallen enemies. In spite of everything, he is strangely proud.[break]
Knuckles is hilariously mcfucking KO'd, but it's okay. Thanks to Mes, Suicune swoops in to catch her.[break]
Suicune tells Regice a joke. Knock knock. Who's there? ROCKS. Then they bounce.[break]
Isaac gives Howard some parting words, takes his sister's hand, and fades into the night.
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