Helios: <The Pattern Bush? I don't remember if we ever went there the last time we visited the Sevii.>

-Blip-

Ovis: -Is unceremoniously dumped on Baylene's back along with Anguis, Rotor, and Fenrir- <Oof!>

Azumarill: -Swims up to the Wailord and climbs up onto her back- <Not all of us can swim quickly, you know.>

Pica: -Surfs over with Artemia on her back- <Hey, you're the Water type.>

Sea of Kyogre, Approaching the Sevii

Polly: -in a serious tone- OK. Listen closely.

What I am about to reveal is highly-classified information, but it's important you all know what we're getting into.

I am not strictly supposed to be telling any humans at all... Firuz, I will be classify you as an honorary wild Pokémon for your exploits in the Vow-less territory.

-she clears her throat-

...

OK, uh, first, aliens are a thing. Not just Deoxys, but, there's life out there. Whole civilizations. It's pretty busy I hear.

Um... one of the leading civilizations in our arm of the galaxy are, uh...

Space Ampharos.

Like, Ovis there. But, you know, Space.

They're watching our planet for now, since apparently space politics are complicated enough without dragging every sapient species into the mix?

...

Anyways, uh, there are good aliens and bad aliens, and, if I read Lucius's testimony right, the Gaim Rahm was just stolen by Public Enemy Number One.

Or maybe not number ONE, but, he's bad news. And a Space Ampharos.

So... the Gaim Rahm.

It's a fragment of the "base code" of the universe we live in. If we were all characters in a video game, it would be the game ROM.

So, if the Ampharos has it... I don't know WHAT he can do, but it's definitely not something you want him to be able to do.

Pattern Bush is one of the "weak spots" in our planet, where reality comes closest to intersecting with the "bare metal"... so, it's the best spot for him to attempt manipulations.

-she forces a chipper grin-

Any questions?

Sea of Kyogre

-Firuz frowns at Polly's initial comment-

Firuz: Okay, I guess I should be... honored to be considered what, a wild Pokémon, eh.

Maekrite☼ -glares at Firuz: <Pah, should be prouder. Silent has been a wild Nido ever since the days marli worked with him, before I was born.>

-Firuz doesn't understand a thing, obviously, he just gets the Nidoran♂'s overall mood; he instead focuses on hearing Polly's explanation-

-Meanwhile-

Maekrite☼ -grins, waves: <Hey Salamence...>

-...-

-more or less one explanation later...-

Firuz: So you're telling me there are intelligent Pokémon from space, that could attack and invade us at any time but don't do so because they are more worried about other alien Pokémon than about us?

Mawile♀ -shrugs: <Well, at least by parts it sounds logical...>

Maekrite☼ -growls at Polly: <I have a question. If that device is so dangerous, why are we not yet kicking their asses?> -- points to PEFE HQ -- <Not that Tagg is not good to have but the headquarters has stuff there that could help us. Silent was working on stuff for me...>

-At that Mawile tugs at Firuz's legs to call Maekrite's attention, and points to the saucer up ahead-

Mawile: <And what, risk them getting away?>

Maekrite☼: <Well, any of you> -- points to Firuz and Polly and their mons -- <are combat ready?>

Sea of Kyogre

Polly: ...you probably weren't supposed to hear that, but we need all the help we can get.

-Six Island is fast approaching from the horizon-

OK, are we ready?

Pattern Bush

-The UFO has landed; electrodes run from it to bare patches on the forest floor-

UFO

-the Gaim Rahm is mounted inside a scanner-like machine, which runs through a series of wires to the Hechs Editor, and on to the electrodes outside-

Ton: Meddlers inbound!

Cycle: Not unexpected[] But they were faster than planned[]

Prepare for test fire[]

The Silly Zoroark: <I will hold them off...>

Six Island Waters

-The Silly Zoroark fires Ice Beams at the approaching raid-

Six Island Waters

Salamence: -skritches Maekrite, or at least she does until incoming fire forces her to take cover- <Eep!>

Pleth: <Great. Now we're being fired on.>

-she begins making hand signs, and grass and kelp near the Silly Zoroark begins to go a little haywire-

-the party reaches the shore, as Fenrir's Aura Spheres rock the UFO-

The Silly Zoroark: -Night Dazes out of the Grass attack- <Hahaha! You don't know who you're dealing with, do you!?>

BreBre: -leaps out the UFO window, SolarBeaming Fenrir-

<Fangs! You're a vampire!>

Cycle: -from inside- We[]ll see how well you fight[] when you[]ve been Randomized[]

Six Island

-as Pleth and Salamence reach the shore, Salamence takes a closer look, and does indeed find out with whom she's dealing-

Salamence: <The Silly Zoroark!> -gasp-

Pleth: <Who?>

Salamence: <She helped me build the original Grain Laser! And may have kidnapped the Silly Pidgey. I'm not sure.>

Pleth: <Oh, well then.>

Salamence: <Eat this!> -Salamence's eyes glow as twin beams of light loop out from her antennae and plunge down at the Zoroark-

-Pleth, meanwhile, makes a series of hand signs, and a green light springs up around her as she artificially stimulates her own production of adrenaline-

-BreBre is held in place with Psychic before being rammed by an irate Lairon-

BreBre: <Augh! Y-you should... join me to fight the vampires...>

The Silly Zoroark: <Salamence! This time, teehee, I will have my revenge!>

-he sees Pleth hand-signing-

<Wait a minute..!>

-his eyes suddenly glow bright blue-

<Nansafa?!>

Cycle: Test fire[]

-a shockwave sweeps the area, turning BreBre into a Seedot, Presta into a Munchlax, Cycle into a Weepinbell, and The Silly Zoroark into a Froslass-

-also, the sky is now green-

Mr. President George Bush, Pather, variant 0x0????????

The shockwave goes by and things change in various ways-

Maekrite☼ -looks around: <...Whatever you did, stop it.> -- collects energy and fires a Ice Beam  Dazzling Gleam at Cycle.

Lairon♂ -distracted: <...Wha-> -- turns to meet a Seedot -- <Wait, wh-where did the other guy go?>

-Meanwhile Firuz's Mawile looks around and then at herself, notices instantly something's been tremendously changed-

Mawile Growlithe: <...Hey! What the-> -- tries her paws, turns to the now-a-Froslass  -- <...This is ridiculous!> -- exhales a puff of flame.

The Silly Froslass: <I am! Maelyan!>

<More accurately... I am not Maelyan.>

<When that Altaria gave you a new name, it changed the timeline too much! Our future was wiped out of existence!>

<In the realm of that which never was, I did not stew for zero timeless expanses at the injustice of nothing at all...>

<Finally, my disembodied spirit never made its way through a crack in reality, where I didn't find this sap to use as a vessel.>

<Restoring my accustomed form was a nice side effect to the Randomizer, I will almost regret moving on... but you are here now, Altaria.>

The Silly Froslass: -eyes glow again, as a shadowy mass of non-Euclidean immaterial tendrils emerges from their mouth-

-the non-entity of the Lovecraftian Bird type moves to possess Salamence, not really noticing the flames around their old puppet-

Cycle: That[]s all interesting[] My motives are far simpler[]

After 10[]000 years on this planet[] things get predictable[] But once the world[]s Randomized[] I can have some fun for a while[] then reroll when I get bored again[]

What[] What was that flash[]

Seedot!BreBre: <I AM the other guy!> -gets sent flying by Fenrir-

-the UFO is rocked by the Dragon Edge, but is heavier than you would expect a flying machine to be-

AGfdgageooeoeeorgppph

Pleth: <Wait, what? Uh...hang on, you sent me back in time in the first place.

So really, this is karma.>

-as the not-tentacles don't leave the Silly Froslass's mouth, the Silly Froslass blinks once-

Serious Froslass: <Hrm. This is unusual.>

-she swings her arms, coating the flames in ice to put them out-

<This is not a form I am used to, but I will have to adapt, I suppose.>

-and he phases through the ground to escape-

Salamence: -eeps, and hops back from the questing not-tendrils- <Hey! Back off, or I'll...I'll...I'll devolve Pleth!>

Pleth: <Hey, what?>

Salamence: <Or I'll...I'll...>

-she narrows eyes, and reaches her wings through space, yanking out Jab and a random female Shiftry-

Salamence: <...Yeah.>

-and the greatest hits of Barry White begin to drift across the Pattern Bush-

Jab: <What.>

Shiftry: <What.>

Pleth: <...I might be sick.>

Hoenn Desert

-Louie ponders for a moment, then nods-

Louie: Sounds like a good idea to me.

Occult: ~No! We can't go through the mountain! IT'LL DOOM US AAAAAAAALL!~