EPISODE 37: Who Pulled the Continents?!*

The submarine is controlled by Xeryll from headquarters, basically like a toy car that moves by the use of a remote. It freaks me out. Oh the trauma on the train, I remember it. Now that I'm under-water, I fear the windows might crack all of a sudden and drown me for good. I am still seventeen and I do not wish to die at such a young age. I was even literally shaking because of all of my overthought thoughts.

"Is this your first time inside a submarine excluding the time we've destroyed one?" Zeal queries with one of her eyebrows lifted. Looking at her, she seems so calm and relaxed while I'm in the corner, suffering great fear because of my overthinking nature.

"Don't worry, submarines are safe."

"You expect me to believe that when if fact we destroyed one in a breeze?"

"Eh, Aqua Technology is just so- hmm, what could be the correct word? Ah! Dopey. When you're talking about Team Rocket vehicles, they're sturdy and strong just like this submarine." Zeal tries to comfort me.

"That is what I would believe if a train did not suffer a bombardment, if a helicopter did not malfunction if the tower in Kanto was able to withstand the power of an Elite's Pokemon move," I utter sarcastically, hugging myself with bare-hands.

"Wow, now I regret of dreaming to participate in a major mission."

"This is a major mission and like always, bad luck is waiting in the corner. You never know when it might strike."

"Hehe, you remind me of my friend who was also a coward or so I thought. The only time when she proved her bravery is when she stood up for me and sacrificed herself just for me to live longer. I wish she would be here with me right now." her voice enters a slightly sad tone.

"Well. Wolves in a sheep's wool are everywhere. I lost a friend too because of Arlo. Of course, you know him already, Xavier Kimberlite."

"Your lucky to be friends with a famous elite operative."

"Hmm, about Vizion? Is he not famous too?"

"Yes he is but I never said he was my friend."

And so throughout our journey in the deep sea, we chattered and talked about our past. It was a fun thing to know more about Zeal and it was too for her to know more about me. Finally, after an hour soaked in trauma, we reach the city of Sootopolis.

With left the submarine underneath the water as we swim to the shores. From the perspective of the crowd, we are trainers who came to the city by scuba diving since that is the only way in after all. Our logos are hidden so the people have no other way to determine our identities.

To the farthest point from the city is where we went. Atop a hill sits a broken temple in which the only way in is through a tunnel. After entering, the picture session begins as we captured every single inch just like what has been instructed to us.

"Do you really need to find the perfect angle to take your pictures?" asks Zeal as she observes my unusual manner of photography.

"Sorry, I love taking pictures and seeing them blurred or ruined gives me a headache. I am fond of finding the perfect angle and taking my shots from there. See!" I reply back, showing her my current shots. I used my camera rather than my Rotom-Phone since the resolution of the camera found on the phone is high but not as high as the resolution in my camera.

"Okay look, this is a mission and not some random photo session."

"I know, but I love doing it this way. Everything is in a state of equilibrium."

And so, the mission continues and I pictured every dialect. I didn't really care about the whole legend of this and that with some titans waking up and things similar to this since I will admit, I was lazy to read and I was focusing on my hobby. Nothing really caught my attention and the whole story was more like a fable about how Regigigas pulled and shaped the continents together.

The two of us make our way to one of the walls. In the intersection, we halted for a moment as we stopped breathing for a second or two. We heard three people chattering and one of them is definitely Professor Birch. What is worse, we took a glimpse of the hall and figured out that the champion and his dearest compadre is there too.

Things worsen when we realized they were talking about our goal, Deoxys. We stayed hidden for a while, eavesdropping their conversation.

"Oh ho, I see." says, the professor, nodding his head as he further listens to the words of the champion.

"Detective Looker is the one who asked me to investigate this but I and Wallace found a dialect pertaining to the virus."

"Well, I can research more about this tablet but there won't be certainties that it will finish in a jiffy. I have my own duty as a father. Sigh, May forgot her things again and I had to go to Oldale town just to give it."

"Oh her? How is she by the way?" Wallace asks.

"Well, rambunctious as always. She's an aspiring coordinator."

The conversation in which me and Zeal were interested in suddenly shifts into a family talk. It is as if they were fathers boasting about their children except for the fact Steven and Wallace are actually very lonely like me, lacking that special person.

"So what now?" Zeal whispers, asking if I have any idea in mind.

"Well, we can attack them."

"Attack them?! Steven is a champion, Wallace is a gym leader, combine their strengths and you are basically fighting a legendary Pokemon!" She exaggerates.

"I am aware. If we can't win, we can outmaneuver them! I will attack, literally, while you picture what is needed to be pictured. Also, steal the tablet about Deoxys, our salary will definitely have an increase when we give that thing to the leaders. It is part of our goal anyway."

"Hmm, you have a point. It looks like I've trained you well."

"Excuse me?!"

"If it wasn't for me, you would've never thought of such an idea. Remember, I, Zeal was the one who thought you about thinking out of the box!" she boasts. For about five seconds or so, the two of us teased each other softly as we chuckle and giggle, going closer to one another.