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As we headed back to the boat, we talked about the events of the past few days; my training, the discovery of what my curse really was, and the reunion with Leon and Gwen. We rappelled down the rope to the boat, and just as Vix was about to cut the rope, I heard a voice calling from above.

"Guys! WAIT!" it called. I saw a shape leap out of the exit, and Wesley landed next to me, shaking the boat violently.

"We have to get out of here! I set a self-destruct sequence to destroy this whole ship in 5 minutes!" he yelled frantically. I wasted no time, and in a few seconds we were hurling back to shore.

"How did you beat those guys back there?" I called to Wesley over the roaring engines.

"You actually thought I was dead? Those are my lucky daggers; nobody can best me when I pull those babies out!" he cried hysterically. "I must admit, though, I had my doubts."

I smiled. "Well, it's good to see you again." I held out my hand. He shook it firmly. "And to you."

When we reached the town, we were welcomed by a crowd of cheering citizens. Vix waved shyly, and Wesley tried to hide behind us. The celebration was briefly interrupted by the concussive explosion of the carrier behind us. We turned and watched it slowly sink beneath the waves, all traces of Silus's mad plan lost forever.

A few hours later, we went back to the hideout in the sewers to gather some things before we departed. Vix gathered some food in a backpack while Wesley took me aside.

"Listen, Steven, I was wondering, do you still have Leon'S and Gwen's pokemon?" he asked nervously.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" I said, even though I already knew why.

"Well, I was wondering if you would let me hang onto them. I mean, if that's alright with you." He said shyly.

I smiled, reached into my pocket and handed him the two poke balls. "Of course you can. You take good care of them." Then I remembered something. "We should bring them to the Pokemon Center first, to make sure they're ok. Especially Morgana; I'm worried that attack may have been too much for her."

Wesley nodded understandingly. "I'll meet you at the edge of town, on the main road. I've got a few more things to take care of here."

I entered the Pokemon Center slowly; I was always cautious about entering public buildings. I walked over to the counter, where a pink-haired nurse was filling out some paperwork.

"Excuse me, can you check on these pokemon for me?" I asked politely. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Why, of course. Just hand them here for a moment." I gave her the poke balls and she placed them into a six-slotted machine that whirred for a few moments. When it was done, she looked up at me suddenly, a concerned look on her face.

"I am sorry, but we are going to have to keep an eye on these two for a while. They look like they've been through quite an ordeal. What exactly have you been doing?" she sounded slightly angry.

I bowed my head. "Their trainers were good friends of mine, and they died helping me stop Team Blaze. They left me their pokemon, but the whole thing has left them pretty shaken up."

She narrowed her eyes at the monitor. "Well, I'll say; neither one is showing positive vitals. One seems as if it's on the brink of suicide, and the other is in a coma, possibly from a huge release of energy."

I remembered the attack that Morgana had used, that wiped out all the armored soldiers. "Well, listen, I'm leaving town soon. How long are you going to need them?" I asked worriedly. I didn't want to stay here too long; things were probably going to get chaotic for me, seeing as I was a celebrity now.

"Yes, come back in a few hours. They should be good to go by then." I waved behind me as I left the building.

I returned a few hours later, after relaxing at the hideout with Vix. Wesley was nowhere to be seen; I was afraid he had left and I had missed him. When I walked in, the receptionist gave me a grim look.

"I'm sorry, but I have some bad news." She said slowly. I swallowed hard. "What is it?" I said, my voice shaking.

She took a deep breath. "Well, we had to let the pokemon out in order to get a good look at them. When we did, the Machamp went into a rage and started attacking the medical equipment. It must have accidentally come in contact with some hazardous medication, and it collapsed on the spot. It wouldn't move. The Gardevoir, on the other hand, seems catatonic; she wouldn't respond to anything we said. All she did was sit on the bench and stare at the wall."

I looked at my feet. Why did everyone I meet have to die? I wasn't even cursed anymore, and I was still losing friends. "Ok," I said sadly, "I'll take the Gardevoir and be on my way."

The nurse handed it to me and looked at me sympathetically. "I'm sorry for your loss. I can't imagine how it feels."

I looked out a window. "It's alright. I've gotten used to it over the past few days."

Vix and I walked to the edge of town, looking around for Wesley. At last, leaning against a tree, we saw him holding a curious package. He looked at me, smiling, then frowned when he saw my face. "What's the matter?" he asked. I looked up at him. "Machamp is dead."

His eyes widened, and then he looked away. "Is Morgana alright?" he asked slowly. I nodded. "Yeah, but She's really shaken up. The nurse said they couldn't get any responses from her."

Wesley nodded, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Do you still have the ball?" he asked shakily. I nodded and handed it to him. He stared at it for a moment, lost in thought.

"I'll keep it still," he said as he put it into a backpack, "to remember Leon." Then he handed me the package. "Oh, this is for you. I was able to put it together from some scrap lying around. Now hat you don't have your powers, I think you'll find it rather useful."

I took the package. It was long, slender and wide. I unwrapped it eagerly, and my mouth hung open when I saw it. It was a jet-black helix sword, its handle wrapped in red cloth. I flipped it into the air and caught it expertly. "I... I don't know what to say."

Wesley smiled. "I knew you'd like it. I figured you might need it, whether you keep adventuring, or as a memento of your journey." Then he pulled a mask out of his pocket. "Me, I'm going to go out to look for remnants of Team Blaze. Silus may have been the leader, but someone else might take over. I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen for as long as I can." He slowly slid on the mask. It was a flat white mask with narrow, black-ringed eyes. "I hope to meet you again someday." He held out a hand. I took it and shook it firmly.

As he walked away, I remembered something. "Hey, Wes!" I called. He turned around quickly. "You might want this." I tossed him Morgana's ball. "She needs a friend in order to make it through life, and you could use a partner on your quest." He stared at the ball, then looked at me.

"Thank you, Steven." He said. Then he tossed down a small object that exploded in a puff of smoke. When it cleared, he was nowhere to be seen.

I smiled and turned to Vix. "Let's go home."

She looked at me quizzically. "Where is home?"

I looked off into the horizon and imagined a small house where I had met a beautiful Braixen a few days ago. "I have a pretty good idea."

Dear Reader,

It brings me great sorrow to tell you that this is where Steven and Vix's journey comes to an end. It's been fun writing this story, and I thank you for your support. I know it may not have been the best fanfiction you've ever read, but I do hope you enjoyed it.

Until next time, but dont worry with the help of Golden shepherd i will be making a part two.

RAWG98,Golden Shepherd