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    “No! Kelly, get offa that thing this minute!” the Floatzel yelled with some mix of concern and anger. His brother had opposed them attacking the statue before, and now he was doing yet another thing that made no sense.

    The younger Buizel shot Cassidy a confused look. Did he really not understand how dangerous it was up there?

     A rumble ushered in the worsening of the situation as the statue began to arduously move. Its arm reached up and grasped Kelly, and for that moment, Cassidy felt his worried heart skip a beat. Pokemon around him startled to their feet, ready to fight again, but he splayed his arms out and turned back with a scared, but stern look in his eye, “Hold fire! If a single one o’ you takes a shot at my brother, I’m gonna shoot ya back!”

    “It’s docile now...” Chelle’s words entered Cassidy’s mind. Was it really? He glanced up at those big, blue eyes on the front of the statue as it moved his brother, and he noticed something. The creature didn’t squish, nor throw Kelly. It was lowering him. Eventually, its hand reached the ground with feather-light gentleness and opened splayed atop the grass, allowing the Buizel to freely walk off onto the grass.

    “Kelly!” Cassidy yelled with relief, running over to his brother as the Buizel cautiously stepped off of the statue’s hand. However, just as Cassidy was closing in for a hug, Kelly crossed his arms and sulked away. This confused Cassidy, but then he recalled his own words. He wouldn’t hurt it, he said. Yet, here he was, yelling for others to break the statue for him. He wanted to apologize, but… it was so difficult with so many others watching, he couldn’t do it right then.

    Instead, both of them turned their attention to the awakened creature who had just shown them mercy. It glanced about at the Pokemon surrounding it for several moments in apparent confusion, then startled everyone when it began making many different noises, each of which a fair bit different from the calculated beeping it was initially doing. This went on until it said something everyone could understand, bellowed out in a monotone, mechanical voice.

    “Greetings.”

    Everyone was amazed, but not more than the two Researchers hovering before it. “Yes! Greetings!” a surprised Sol called out after a moment of being too stricken to speak. “You can understand us now?”

    “Affirmative,” the statue answered. It gazed out among the crowd surrounding it, then began to explain. “My current location differs from my last memories. I can deduce that I have become a spectacle to you for some reason, but I have no recollection of why.” Its voice was almost constant in tone, never rising or lowering to show any emotion.

    None of it made sense to Cassidy. Why wasn’t anyone calling it out? If nobody else would, then he would step up. He yelled out everything that was on his mind, sparing none of his thoughts despite the statue’s politeness, “You almost killed us, ya darned mossy disco ball! Don’t tell me you don’t remember tryin’ ‘ta smash and shoot us all, not ‘ta mention smashin’ our buildings!”

    The large creature turned just enough that it could observe the damage behind itself, then turned back to face Cassidy in particular. “I have no recollection of causing such destruction, but I can see that it was my doing. I apologize, and I will aid you in repairing the damage I have caused.”

    A likely story. Cassidy turned and crossed his arms, just as his brother had done regarding him only minutes prior. He felt that familiar, leather-wrapped arm hang around his shoulder and rolled his eyes, letting them look anywhere except at Luke.

    “Well, that sounds like it does right by us,” the Swampert replied in a jolly tone. It frustrated Cassidy that Luke was speaking for him, but what could he do? Trying to argue it was pointless. He looked around and saw so many of the other Pokemon marveling at the creature’s change of heart. Some probably weren’t entirely convinced, and he could relate. On the other hand, it was better than dodging fists, so he could at least appreciate the situation’s turn. As long as no one expected him to talk to it any more than he already had, everything was fine.

    Others were more than happy to do the talking anyway. The Reuniclus lady in particular very boldly approached the… well, what could pass as the statue’s face. She hovered there and addressed it, “Excuse me, but I have imperative things to ask you! How would you like to be respectfully addressed?” The approach was a weird mix of pushy and polite, but it got the point across.

    “... I have no recollection of a name. What remains of my data is fragmented without the other units. Complete data shows that I am a Guardian, so you may refer to me as such for now.” The apparent Guardian’s various lights lit up when it spoke, which was almost as good of an indicator as a moving mouth. It sure beat talking to telepathic Psychic-types.

    “Please, tell us more. What did you guard? What are the other units? What do you recall with what data you have?” There was a hint of desperation in Chelle’s voice, as though she thought the Guardian would keel over before telling her what she wanted to know.

    There was a moment of pause, yet the lights on the Guardian continued to busily flicker. This caught Cassidy’s attention enough that he forgot his earlier issues, instead finding himself drawn to the pretty lights. After a moment, he caught himself and shook his head briskly. He couldn’t throw away his caution just because the thing looked cool!

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Mission 1 Epilogue part 1-4
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    “No! Kelly, get offa that thing this minute!” the Floatzel yelled with some mix of concern and anger. His brother had opposed them attacking the statue before, and now he was doing yet another thing that made no sense.

    The younger Buizel shot Cassidy a confused look. Did he really not understand how dangerous it was up there?

     A rumble ushered in the worsening of the situation as the statue began to arduously move. Its arm reached up and grasped Kelly, and for that moment, Cassidy felt his worried heart skip a beat. Pokemon around him startled to their feet, ready to fight again, but he splayed his arms out and turned back with a scared, but stern look in his eye, “Hold fire! If a single one o’ you takes a shot at my brother, I’m gonna shoot ya back!”

    “It’s docile now...” Chelle’s words entered Cassidy’s mind. Was it really? He glanced up at those big, blue eyes on the front of the statue as it moved his brother, and he noticed something. The creature didn’t squish, nor throw Kelly. It was lowering him. Eventually, its hand reached the ground with feather-light gentleness and opened splayed atop the grass, allowing the Buizel to freely walk off onto the grass.

    “Kelly!” Cassidy yelled with relief, running over to his brother as the Buizel cautiously stepped off of the statue’s hand. However, just as Cassidy was closing in for a hug, Kelly crossed his arms and sulked away. This confused Cassidy, but then he recalled his own words. He wouldn’t hurt it, he said. Yet, here he was, yelling for others to break the statue for him. He wanted to apologize, but… it was so difficult with so many others watching, he couldn’t do it right then.

    Instead, both of them turned their attention to the awakened creature who had just shown them mercy. It glanced about at the Pokemon surrounding it for several moments in apparent confusion, then startled everyone when it began making many different noises, each of which a fair bit different from the calculated beeping it was initially doing. This went on until it said something everyone could understand, bellowed out in a monotone, mechanical voice.

    “Greetings.”

    Everyone was amazed, but not more than the two Researchers hovering before it. “Yes! Greetings!” a surprised Sol called out after a moment of being too stricken to speak. “You can understand us now?”

    “Affirmative,” the statue answered. It gazed out among the crowd surrounding it, then began to explain. “My current location differs from my last memories. I can deduce that I have become a spectacle to you for some reason, but I have no recollection of why.” Its voice was almost constant in tone, never rising or lowering to show any emotion.

    None of it made sense to Cassidy. Why wasn’t anyone calling it out? If nobody else would, then he would step up. He yelled out everything that was on his mind, sparing none of his thoughts despite the statue’s politeness, “You almost killed us, ya darned mossy disco ball! Don’t tell me you don’t remember tryin’ ‘ta smash and shoot us all, not ‘ta mention smashin’ our buildings!”

    The large creature turned just enough that it could observe the damage behind itself, then turned back to face Cassidy in particular. “I have no recollection of causing such destruction, but I can see that it was my doing. I apologize, and I will aid you in repairing the damage I have caused.”

    A likely story. Cassidy turned and crossed his arms, just as his brother had done regarding him only minutes prior. He felt that familiar, leather-wrapped arm hang around his shoulder and rolled his eyes, letting them look anywhere except at Luke.

    “Well, that sounds like it does right by us,” the Swampert replied in a jolly tone. It frustrated Cassidy that Luke was speaking for him, but what could he do? Trying to argue it was pointless. He looked around and saw so many of the other Pokemon marveling at the creature’s change of heart. Some probably weren’t entirely convinced, and he could relate. On the other hand, it was better than dodging fists, so he could at least appreciate the situation’s turn. As long as no one expected him to talk to it any more than he already had, everything was fine.

    Others were more than happy to do the talking anyway. The Reuniclus lady in particular very boldly approached the… well, what could pass as the statue’s face. She hovered there and addressed it, “Excuse me, but I have imperative things to ask you! How would you like to be respectfully addressed?” The approach was a weird mix of pushy and polite, but it got the point across.

    “... I have no recollection of a name. What remains of my data is fragmented without the other units. Complete data shows that I am a Guardian, so you may refer to me as such for now.” The apparent Guardian’s various lights lit up when it spoke, which was almost as good of an indicator as a moving mouth. It sure beat talking to telepathic Psychic-types.

    “Please, tell us more. What did you guard? What are the other units? What do you recall with what data you have?” There was a hint of desperation in Chelle’s voice, as though she thought the Guardian would keel over before telling her what she wanted to know.

    There was a moment of pause, yet the lights on the Guardian continued to busily flicker. This caught Cassidy’s attention enough that he forgot his earlier issues, instead finding himself drawn to the pretty lights. After a moment, he caught himself and shook his head briskly. He couldn’t throw away his caution just because the thing looked cool!

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