The shimmering light before my eyes had faded to reveal the same tropical forest I had been in before. Leaving behind the menace that was Groudon was something I was thankful for. The thing is, plentiful questions were swarming through my head. What had made Groudon transform? Had the same thing really happened to Dialga? What was the connection between the two, if there even was one? I was anxious to find out. Looking around me, I tried to see if Marina was still here, but to no avail. It seemed she had left after all. Looking ahead of me, I squinted to see the open ocean past all the trees. It was here I decided it was finally time to leave Alola and go home.

Flying over the seas for so long was a tedious process, especially since Marina wasn't with me this time. I had to pay constant attention to everything, lest I plunge into the water. It did give me time to think though. Now that I was coming back, how would everyone react? Luckily, Dialga's rewinding of time seemed to corrupt the photo evidence of all the legendaries, so I wouldn't be that crowded. I really did miss all my friends and family, though. I remember yearning for mythicals like me, to simply be able to roam around like any other pokemon. Now that Necrozma had taken over, all that was possible. But was it worth it? 

Would I really want to be constantly surrounded by people who wanted to catch me? No matter where I went, nothing was normal anymore, and as much as I loved my new life, being human still had perks. I already started to miss the Trainer's School, and my friends and fsmily that I had to abandon. But then again, being Celebi offered so much more than the bland life that was originally set out for me. By now, I finally realized that this truly was the chance of a lifetime, and I'm glad I took it. I was now distracted by my thoughts upon noticing that the chill I had before seemed to be getting worse. I felt cold. I was concerned by this, so I sped up a little. And with each passing minute I only grew colder and colder.

I grew even more cautious upon spotting something on the horizon far away. I zipped over to it, only to stare in confusion. There was an ice sheet. It covered the ocean from here on out. None of this made sense. Unova couldn't be this far north. As wary as I was about it, though, I had to press on north, as any other direction would easily get me lost. The cold only got worse as all water was replaced by ice. Here I was deeply unnerved. How could an ice sheet be this large? It didn't take long to finally spot land, and with joy I rocketed towards it, hoping I had finally made it to Unova. I must've been too excited to actually pay attention to the shoreline which I had already reached by now. There was a dense forest here, and it was completely coated in ice. 

By now I felt absolutely frigid. It was reminiscent of when I opened that fridge so long ago, but much worse. Everything was frozen. The trees, the ground, everything. I've never seen anything like it. I've seen plenty of snowstorms in Unova, but this... this was something else. Snow didn't freeze an entire forest completely still. I also noticed that I normally felt in tune with all the vegetation around me. However, now that connection, that sense of energy and security was gone, completely void. I didn't feel connected to this forest at all. Was that because of the ice encasing everything? It was the only explanation at the moment. Still, this place was familiar somehow...

Slowly I floated through the barren, mute forest, in shock and awe at the sights before my eyes. Soon, I came to an opening, and within that opening was a large stream, or at least what was left of it. It was frozen too. I couldn't stand this cold at all. Some plant life was adapted for these conditions, but I certainly wasn't. Floating closer to the grounds, my wings slowing down a little, I looked through what wasn't frozen completely solid. Soon, though, I came across a weirdly-shaped, ginormous frozen leaf, almost the size of me. I flew in front of it to get a better look, only to come across a horrifying sight. This wasn't a leaf. It was a Sewaddle. 

Of course, just like everything else, the poor Sewaddle was trapped in a prison of ice, unable to do anything. The strange thing was the this Sewaddle didn't look fearful, or terrified, or anything. It simply had a blank, neutral expression on its face. Almost like it didn't even know what was going on. 

Shivering, I floated away from the poor thing, and upon paying more attention in between the trees, there were a multitude of pokemon trapped like this. More Sewaddle, Venipede, Deerling, even. Their expressions were much the same as the first Sewaddle. It was creepy in a way. This place almost reminded me of... no, it couldn't be. Could it?

Desperately, despite the freezing air, I took off in a frenzy throughout the forest searching every space I could. Something was horribly wrong here. Who else had suffered this fate? What could've possibly caused it? Remembering the creek, I decided to follow its frozen remains upstream, and with every second I was more and more sure of where this place was. I didn't want to believe it, not at all. But the evidence lay before my eyes. It was undeniable. As the terrain around me became more and more familiar, I became deeply worried of what could've happened, until, near a small clearing next to the stream I entered, I saw something harrowing. 

Ferrothorn lay there, with Sliggoo on top of him. Like every other pokemon here, they were frozen solid. That had to mean I really was back in Unova, right in Pinwheel Forest. But what had happened here? How could my entire home be completely frozen over within the span of two days? I flew over to the stationary shells of who were once my friends. This was horrible, everything I had seen so far was horrible. Rage built up inside as I tried to build up an Energy Ball, but it never formed. Had I become so disconnected from nature that I couldn't even use Grass type attacks? I then tried a Psychic to shatter the ice instead in desperation. I could feel it was a direct hit, but the ice was completely still. It didn't even have a scratch on it. What kind of ice was this?!

With sadness I left Sliggoo and Ferrothorn behind, knowing there was currently nothing I could do to help them. I had to see Kingdra had been similarly hurt, and possibly my friends and family in Nacrene City. It didn't take me long to find the mass of trees I usually visited and slept in. I felt so alone in the silent forest, no one was spared in this freezing. Someone had to pay for this awful crime, no matter what. I would do it for the sake of my home, and everyone living inside. I was sure of it. 

I had wondered what happened to Kingdra at this point, as I hadn't seen her along the entire creek. I could only assume she had been frozen too, but I wasn't sure. Then an eerie thought wormed its way into my mind; what did happen to my  parents? Was Nacrene City affected by this? That thought was too horrible for me to bear, and yet I took off to my old home, terrified of what could've happened. I started to hear distant voices as I flew through the trees, which gave me hope. Maybe my parents were okay. They were the only ones left for me now. I could see a street up ahead, so I burst forward with excitement, only to be met with a strange sight. 

I immediately recoiled back into the frozen forest upon seeing dozens of men in uniforms I didn't recognize run amok throughout the city. It had also been frozen, but luckily not to the sane extent. They were wrecking my hometown; enterimg people's homes, hauling them away... I couldn't stand it. They looked alike, too; their light blue uniforms, each equipped with hoods had emblazened in the center a blue and white symbol with the letter "P" on it. I didn't recognize it. Were these people responsible for the destruction of my homes? A new, deep hatred forned inside of me here, and I wanted to do something about it, to put an end to all this, but these men had plenty of pokemon with them, and I didn't want to take the risk. Besides, I had higher priorities.

Turning right, I zipped throught the many trees in a hurried blitz to reach my original house. It did not take long, and my heart sank upon seeing my house was the most trashed of all. Several of the uniformed men were entering in and out. Windows were shattered, the door broken down. My parents were nowhere to be seen. I started to tear up thinking of what these people could have done to them. I soon turned to leave, but a conversion between two of the strange men had caught me. The first had ran to and spoke to his friend, "The Coalescence Material isn't here! The Nacrene Museum had no trace of it!"

The other shook his head and replied, "Oh, shut up! We still have Opelucid City to search! Besides, that's not even the main reason we're here!" 

I was confounded by this. What was the Coalescence Material? Why was it so important to these men? What else did they need here? My last question was answered by the first man, who said, "Right, that's true. But it was supposely seen here! We even searched the house! The only residents said they knew nothing about that fairy, and it wasn't even in that forest when we checked there!"

As the second man started chewing him out again, I started to put together what that meant, and then realized with dread that their main target was... me. I had lived there. These people had frozen both of my homes, and stolen my friends and family, all for me. And in their efforts to do so, they had taken everything from me. 

I didn't want to hear any more. Pouting, I took off back into Pinwheel Forest. There was absolutely nothing I could do. Taking revenge would only pull me into the trap. There was only one safe place I knew I could go to here, and it was here before my eyes. Flying up to the doors of my shrine, which were only partly frozen, I used Psychic once more, this time luckily shattering the ice, with me cleaning it off to open the doors. Inside, there was nothing more than two pokeballs. I soon recognized them as Ferrothorn and Sliggoo's. Had my parents really went out of their way to find them? Tears welled up in my eyes, thinking how they had done so much for me, yet when they were in trouble, I had no options to help them. 

There were so many questions. Who were these people? How did they freeze my home? What did they want with me? I didn't have the will to find out, or do anything, actually. I was left with no options. Everything I could do to help seemed pointless in a situation like this. It was all hopeless. There was nothing I could do. And so, pushing out the two pokeballs inside, I decided to take a page out of the old legends about Celebi, and enter inside my shrine, shut the doors, and fall into a deep sleep, waiting for better times to come.