The Charizard landed on the top level of the tower, almost wobbling upon landing. We officially took the honour of fighting Reshiram, because (as usual) Desia was already getting her plans ahead. I rubbed my eye and coughed a bit, seeing Reshiram with syringes sticking out and purple fog building up around him. He seemed otherwise okay, if not weary and already looking beaten down. "The things people did to win wars." I remembered that quote from Davis, a certain line spoken with anger and bitterness when I first learnt about history.
Either way, I kinda tuned out to Desia and her minion, more worried about the fact the legendary was beginning to stir. A few syringes broke off into shards and needles, while a portal behind him sealed in a great thundery flash that made Reshiram berserk. I was uncomfortable at the thought of annoying him, let alone actually fighting him...
The air pretty much jumped at the same time as myself, considering the volume that Reshiram spoke at when determining the fact we were intruders. He wasn't wrong, but unless he had a receptionist then this was the way to go. He didn't even sound like a deity, the panic in his voice just proving anticlimactic. That said, by the time I tried to open my gob, a bunch of bright lights almost blinded me to the left, followed by a cascade of blue explosions and heat waves. I almost went deaf from the force of the explosion that struck Spruce, only aware that Spruce was down because Celes went berserk against damned Reshiram. "Oh for crying out loud..."
Then Anthony was a goner from an attack I couldn't even perceive properly, and so was that bird Daniel in a cascade of... it looked like light was disappeared in bars. I felt sorry for him considering I tried accusing him of plotting against us. That certainly wasn't the case when he fell flat against the metallic floor, and I couldn't do much but feel paralysed by inaction. Three of our party members were already down in a minute, Anthony's charred helmet rolling towards me a reminder of that testament with his pleas still ringing in my ears. I was really just stunned by the immense power of a legendary.
"Alright, alright... I gotta... something's gotta happen." I swallowed and nervously held Anthony's helmet with my magnet, trying to take my mind off the fighting. While Celes smashed at Reshiram with all her might, I tried examining every detail of the slug's helmet. It seemed to have lots of scratches, chipped and flaking in places. I nearly dropped it as a sudden tint of blue appeared in front of my eye, a defence rolled out by Matt.
Behind that screen was a Pokemon that couldn't believe his eyes, the respect slipping away from his horror-drawn face.... "No, t-that's wrong. That's not how any of this legendary stuff is supposed to work..." Davis told me lots of things about legendaries, but... seeing Reshiram outlandishly acting like a mad Pokemon, raving on about destruction of others and a need to end us... I felt an urge to act. I put away my thoughts and stereotypes of higher Pokemon. As extra lights appeared in and out like Davis' old war films, I was reminded at the task at hand. Who cares if we failed? There was an entire village frozen over... and looking at a helmet that belonged to one of my fallen team mates.
I'll tell you now, the act of putting away my beliefs in god-like Pokemon let me confront Arceus for the Pokemon he was. I set down Anthony's helmet and stirred my magnet around. I took a breather and imagined a chorus of music being shattered, replaced by an urgent need to fight on with my remaining party. Energy flowed around and I felt a bit warmer than before. Strange considering how even the tower felt struck down by heat. I slammed my magnets together and shut my eye, brightness still searing into my pupil as a force of light propelled itself against Reshiram, striking his arm and causing him to stumble awkwardly. I shuddered at the thought of even hitting him, but I had to do it. No one was a god walking amongst us after all.
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