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"Ben, look! Is that who I think it is?" Pichu wondered. Out of curiosity, Ben looked in the direction Pichu was pointing, and saw what appeared to be a familiar-looking absol.

"Amun? What's he doing here?"

"Ben!" the absol shouted. "Summer has Purple Eyes distracted! Now is your chance!" The latios looked at Purple Eyes and noticed an odd shimmer in the air around him. It collided with the golden-armored man and pinned him to the ground just as he was about to stand.

"Ben! You've gotta get up! Mewtwo is vulnerable!" The voice in his mind sounded vaguely like Summer's, even possessing the same gentle yet energetic tone he had come to love and admire. He briefly wondered if he was just hallucinating her voice as a way to dispel his immense regret. Nevertheless, he found himself unable to give up and felt determined to see this mission through, not just for his partner but for all of Oblivia. He pushed himself upward and cloaked his entire Styler in blue energy, then charged the capture disc before firing it at Mewtwo.

"I'll cover you!" Amun exclaimed. The absol stood in front of him and cast Protect, shielding the latios from every attack Mewtwo used as he twirled the Styler as deftly as he could. With each loop he created, the defensive aura shrank slightly until it disintegrated. Ben retracted the disc just as Mewtwo was about to unleash an attack, then sent it out when Mewtwo's attack was repulsed by the shield. He twirled the Styler as fast as he could, and moments later, Mewtwo had become docile once more. It no longer glowed with the malevolent power of the Golden Armor and nodded its thanks to the other pokémon.

"Get off me, whatever you are!" Purple Eyes demanded. In a burst of strength, he shot up, knocking whatever was there off of him as he got to his feet. "Mewtwo use... Mewtwo?" The Genetic pokémon looked at the armored man and scoffed, then teleported elsewhere. "What? N-no! This... this is some kind of mistake..." he stammered, dumbfounded by what had just happened. The power he used had just been conquered by a couple of pokémon, much to his utter shame. The fact that there were legendary pokémon attacking him did naught except magnify how humiliated he felt, knowing that he should have tried to control at least one of them. He should have been able to turn them against each other and emerge triumphant. He stood on both knees as the Golden Armor fell off of him, piece by piece, and disappeared to parts unknown. "This is ABSURD! What have you done to me? How could I have lost to a group of pokémon?"

"Purple Eyes," Summer said as she reappeared by Ben's side, startling the man, "that Golden Armor caused all these disasters. It was for the best." Ben felt a surge of blood rush to his face as he gazed upon his partner, grateful that his worst fear did not indeed come to pass. Nema came out of her cover and joined the pokémon now that it was safe to come out.

"...It's over. Everything's over," he admitted, clenching his fists in anger, "but don't get me wrong. It's over for you, too." Before anyone could ask what he meant, the entire fortress rumbled.

"What's going on?!" Ben shouted. "What's happened to the air current?"

"The Sky Fortress!" Summer replied as she looked outside. "It's falling!"

"Why so surprised, rangers?" Purple Eyes spat mockingly. He coughed as his body tried to adjust to the sudden disappearance of energy that formerly coursed through it. "The armor's power controlled the fortress; of course this would happen once it was defeated." Everyone's eyes widened in alarm as he continued. "Well, the rangers and pinchers had a long fight, but it looks like it's a tie in the end. Try not to worry about that." With one final laugh, Purple Eyes fell unconscious, unable to take the withdrawal any longer.

"If something this big falls into the ocean," Nema explained worriedly to the pokémon, "the resulting giant wave will wipe out all of Oblivia! I'm not joking!" A loud beeping noise coming from Ben's Styler cut off her warning.

"Hold on... I'm getting a message," Ben announced, "but it's garbled."

"Allow me. Mewtwo's powers really messed up the Styler. Just... move a few things, and... done. Try it."

"...This is Leanne! Is everyone okay? Please say something!"

"Umm... Mom! Get to a high place! I know! Latolato Mountain! Evacuate everyone there!"

"Calm down. I've heard everything going on, barring a few points here and there, and I have something important to tell you all," her mother responded. "This happened in the past as well. The defunct Sky Fortress was lowered into the ground when the Hero or, rather, Heroes of Oblivia used the power of the rainbow to slow it down."

"Ho-Oh is the rainbow!" Summer cried immediately.

"Right! If you can call Ho-Oh, you just might be able to minimize the resulting damage and save everyone."

"We'll keep an eye on everyone here," Amun offered. "Go!"

"Purple Eyes won't get away on my account!" Pichu declared. Both Eon pokémon nodded and flew outside, only to see Ho-Oh already flying their way.

"Sorry I am late," she said. "I had to settle things with the trio."

"Ho-Oh, can you stop the Sky Fortress?" the dragons requested. She nodded confidently, determination shining in her fiery eyes.

"Yes," she replied, "but I will need your help. This may not be possible for me alone."

"We're ready to assist you," Ben said. Ho-Oh divebombed toward the falling Sky Fortress, trailing a mystic rainbow in her path. Ben and Summer flew next to her and held their paws out to her, combining their power with her own. They flew around it three times before retreating. The rainbow construct she made gradually slowed the fortress's fall, allowing it to slide into the ocean slowly and nearly seamlessly. "Hopefully this is the last time we will have to do that."

"The people of Oblivia owe you a huge debt of gratitude, Ho-Oh," Ben said.

"Do not worry," the phoenix replied. "My children's continued presence in such a beautiful place is enough for me. In reality, Oblivia should be thanking you two. You saved it twice over. Let me be the first to say thank you on behalf of everyone, and may the rest of your days be filled with the rest you deserve. Farewell, heroes of Oblivia, until we meet again." With that she flew off, trailing a rainbow behind her. Ben and Summer flew down to the new base of the Sky Fortress. Nema and the others were there waiting for them.

"Thanks to Ho-Oh, no tsunami happened," Nema began as she looked around, "but... but... where's Papa?" Pichu's ears twitched, and he looked behind himself.

"Did you hear that?" he asked everyone, getting their attention. "What was that?" The sound occurred again, though this time it was accompanied by a floating purple orb that materialized into existence.

"Is this Mewtwo's attack?" Summer asked in anxiety. It began to fade, but as it did, a person appeared where it used to be and floated down. "Rand!"

"Pa... Papaaaaa!" Nema cried, happy to see her father again. She ran to him and hugged him tightly. He barely managed to catch her, mostly out of surprise.

"Nema! I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm fine now," he said, returning the hug. "Next thing I knew, I was in some really dark place. I got lost, big time, and Mewtwo showed up."

"Mewtwo?"

"Yes. When it reappeared, it cast me and Edward into different portals, and now here I am."

"It's amazing that Mewtwo did that," Summer said.

"Edward must have been sent far, far away," Rand assumed. "I doubt he'll return to Oblivia. After all, there's no reason for him to be here, especially after all he's done."

"Hey Papa, I want to know something. Why did you try to protect that really bad man?" Nema wondered.

"Nema, the truth is... I just don't know. It was one of those things that just happens, and it can't be controlled. Before I knew it, there I was."

"Was it because he was good as a doctor?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe Edward's silent plea for help reached my heart somehow, and as a ranger, I couldn't ignore it."

"That was reckless, Rand," Ben said, "and also a little cool." Nema suddenly turned around and glared at him.

"That wasn't cool!" she shouted unexpectedly, making him recoil in shock. "It's too late for apologies now." Then her glare softened as she smiled. "I'm just kidding!" He sighed in relief.

"That's much better, Nema. You're back to your own self. By the way... how will we get home?"

"The ocean's calm enough for us to swim home," she suggested. "Or maybe Ben and Summer could fly us home." She looked at both Eon pokémon, who did not appear to be in the mood to carry anyone. "Nah, you guys must be tired from all that flying and battling you had to do. I wouldn't want to push you."

"Howwwww... abouuuuut... thissss... !" Everyone looked to the horizon, spotting the Union sailing toward them.

"Murph's voice is surprisingly loud," Pichu commented.

"Yay! It's the Union!" Nema cheered.

"I've come to pick up the Heroes of Oblivia!" Murph announced.

"Wait a minute, that's ship's moving over here too fast," Amun noticed worriedly. Everyone became anxious as the massive wooden ship seemed to be moving too fast for a proper stop. Fortunately, it came to a complete stop before it reached them, and everyone boarded the ship with an unconscious Purple Eyes in tow. Leanne, Booker, and Pichu's pichu friends were also on board.

"Rangers!" the chief of Public Relations began enthusiastically. "I have a report for you! On our way here, I found and safely recovered three people who were clinging to a drifting log. Their names were Arley, Hocus, and, um... Crassa!"

"You mean Kasa, right?" Summer supplied. "I'm glad they're safe."

"They'll be taking a rest in the storehouse with that washed-up Purple Eyes. Since they're all older folks, I took it easy with the ropes."

"That was nice, Murph," Nema complimented.

"Well, I do have my moments. Anyways, Booker's driving skills are really impressive! Just when we were about to crash, he took control and guided the Union safely."

"Well, of course," Booker said proudly. "It's like my own child."

"Children don't always listen to what you tell them to do, though, right?" Rand asked.

"That may be so, but when push comes to shove, they'll come through. Right, Nema?"

"Right, right!" she exclaimed. "But first, who did the most to help everyone?"

"Say it together now, everyone! One, two, three!"

"BEN! SUMMER! PICHU TOO!" everyone cheered. The pokémon smiled from the praise they received.

"Hey, can we wrap this up with a pose?" Murph requested. "Pichu, you handle the ukulele." Ben and Summer put their disguises back on as all the pichu lined themselves up with everyone. Everyone did their signature poses as the pichu danced to the music.

"I'm still rattled by this development, though," Booker said. "Who'd have thought you two were the reincarnation of Latias and Latios? Sure I see ya an' all, but I still don't believe it. I knew there was somethin' special 'bout you two." He walked up to the helm and smiled. "No waves, and the sunset's lookin' mighty fine. Right about now at the port... everyone in Oblivia is lookin' for the heroes' return. I imagine they're sayin', 'Is that them now? How about now?' That said, it's smooth sailing from here. Let's take it nice and slow."

"Let's sing a song on the way!" Murph cheered.