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>You've given up.
>Nobody else sees her.
>Bigger than the entire city, and everyone goes about like nothing's wrong.
>Terror.
>Shock.
>Denial.
>Frustration.
>And acceptance.
>All in the span of an hour.
>It's only you and her.
>You knew she was different.
>How easily she mastered new moves.
>How well she invented new techniques.
>How effortlessly she won her matches.
>How casually she ripped open black holes and controlled their unrelenting force.
>You'd love to say your training regimen and cooking played a part; but there was no mistaking incredible skill and sheer power.
>Was it something else?
>Maybe the cave with the Unknown?
>Had you both stumbled on some long-forgotten force of nature?
>What about that time in the haunted house?
>There were plenty of ghost pokemon that could have cursed the two of you.
>Could one have?
>The Giratina incident?
>Professors theorized space-time distortions wouldn't spread far from Mt. Coronet, but just as many professors said the opposite.
>Jirachi?
>A strange wish? Something that only made sense to her?
>Not knowing upset you almost as much as the strangeness of the situation.
>The titanic gardevoir above you frowned as the negative thoughts coursed through your head.
>You think she wanted to tell you.
>You looked up to see the giant nod.
>Her thoughts weren't the same as before.
>She used to "think" to you in complete sentences.
>But not anymore.
>You felt something.
>A tidal wave of psychic emotion held back by monumental strength.
>You had a feeling you'd pop like a grape if a fraction of her power entered you.
>You looked up again.
>Gardevoir smiled and nodded again.
>At least something began making sense.
>Whatever the problem was, she'd figure it out.
>Another wave of unreason passed over you.
>A desire to train.
>With you.
>No one noticed the earthquakes but you.
>The pokemon had rolled to her side and began doing sit-ups.
>The way you two always began your workout.
>You sighed.
>Laid on the ground.
>And joined her.
