MOOONNNEEYYYY!!!!!! Last day and a curse?

"Gimme my overtime pay, FRIIIIIICCCKKKKK!!!!" Lancelot yelled behind as you glanced over your shoulder. You aim your focus at the whiteness that stretches infinitely before you. The gears in your mind start moving; you try to plan your next move but that's when you realise something was off. Quickly, you once again glance over your shoulder to confirm your suspicions.

You were right. Lancelot...The ravenette was the only one chasing after you! Then, where were the others!?

From the corner of your left eye, you see a blurred figure bolt towards you. It halts before you, blocking your path. You recognized him; the red jacket man, the Reaper. He hovers above the ground, his frail-looking yet powerful Reaper wings spread behind his back. Tenho smirks as if challenging you to venture in his direction.

As you sprint to the right, Tenho yells, "Maisen! He's yours!"

You curse under breath, eyes wide while Maisen jumps into view, a kunai in hand, reducing any chance of escape to ashes.

The other two carefully close in on you.

"Don't try anything funny if you value your life," the blonde warns you.

"Damn, you're fast, "Lancelot adds slightly panting.

" Where did you get that?" asks Tenho eyeing the kunai.

The blonde grins but does not answer. He silently slips the kunai back in his pouch under Tenho's watchful gaze.

You glance at the trio. Your body is shaking.

"Now," says the high school student," Could you pleeeeaaassseee tell us where we can get our money. We gotta be paid for all our work after all..."

You shake your head. The trio closes in. You are quickly backed into a corner. Cold smiles are plastered on their faces.

This is it. It's the end. After this, you will certainly loose your job. The rent. How are you--

"Woah, woah, woah there! Stop, stop, stop. " suddenly came a voice. You are thrown into a giant shadow. You peer over your shoulder...It's Arceus!

The 'God' of Pokemon had a straw hat on his head while holding his suitcase in his leg. He slowly lowered himself until he hovered only a few inches above the fluffy ground. Taking off the hat, he said:

"What in the name of Giratina is happening here?"

"Did someone call?" Giratina asks while poking his from a portal leading to the Distortion world.

"Tch, go away" Arceus waves off the Renegade Pokémon off.

Giratina rolls his eyes. He looks at Maisen,"Message me when you're done, Blondie." The embodiment of anti-matter waves his phone at the Trainer before disappearing into the Distortion World.

Maisen nods.

"Helllloooooo~" Aceus sings, "I'm still waiting. Don't you dare ignore me!"

You feel your body tense up. Tenho sighs and slides his hands into the pocket of his jacket. Lancelot scoffs,"As if you can be forgotten, Arceus."

"Exactly," Arceus said proudly. The Legendary's gaze swept across all the humans present, narrows upon falling on Tenho then he sighed, " I'll ask again, what's happening here?" His voice is firm and authoritative. He takes off his straw hat; face strangely serious.

"We want our money," Tenho speaks up.

"For working on our supposed day off," Maisen continues.

" Taking advantage of your employees is very bad," Lancelot adds, not giving Arceus the chance to speak up, " We demand to be paid accordingly,"

" Or else we'll call our lawyer," the reaper warns. 

" It's Cresselia by the way," the blonde chids in.

Worried, you glance in Arceus's direction. He frowns while contemplating the situation.

"You guys want to get paid?" he asks cautiously.

The trio nods.

" You think this is a show because of the cameraman/ camerawoman?"

Nods again.

" Never struck you that you can't get paid?"

Questions shoot from the three males. Lancelot has his hands on his hips. Maisen glares. Tenho fumes silently.

"Silence!" Arceus booms. The shock almost makes you fall but you luckily catch and compose yourself. Lancelot, Maisen and Tenho shut their mouth.

Taking advantage of the trio's attention being on Arceus, you carefully tiptoe away. 

" First things first: Maisen, you came here out of your own will so there's no way you should be paid," Arceus explains," Secondly, Lancelot....I already told you how you got here and for that reason...granting you life in the Pokemon Universe should be more than enough. Why are you after money!?-- "

" I just went with the flow since it seemed fun," the ravenette explains.

Arceus falls silent for a good minute. Then, he exhales slowly and turns to Maisen.

" I sure hope you did not also 'go with the flow,' young man,"

" Not really. I need money I'm 'cause I'm on the run," the Trainer says.

" You what? " Tenho exclaims.

Arceus's brow creases further.

" Because you stole from Lucas, right?" Lancelot guesses.

Maisen nods to him.

" Reaper? " Arceus says, " How did you even reach that conclusi-- No, forget it. I don't want to know! " he sighs, " None of you will get paid!"

"That's not fair!" Tenho exclaims.

A glare from Arceus was more than enough to shut him up.

The 'God' sighs, " What shall I do with all of you? " He massaged his metaphorical temples, " Ugh, I go on vacation and here's what happens..."

A gasp from Maisen makes all eyes lock on him.

" The camreman/woman disappeared!"

"!!!"

Lancelot frantically scans the surroundings while Tenho curses under his breath. A small chuckle escapes Arceus.

" Good, good. Smart move, child," Arceus praises you, " Now....What to do with you three? "

" Still going on about that? " Tenho scoffs, " I'd be great if you were the forgetful type. "

" We could've have worked our out of whatever you'll do to us," the ravenette agreed.

Maisen shrugs, " You sure you want to negotiate with him guys? Giratina told me Arceus' a real nutcase. "

The Pokemon's eyes narrow, " Does Giratina have nothing better to do than gossiping with a human child? Anyways..." he turns to Lancelot and Tenho, " Reaper, you've cause quite the ruckus in this realm-- you'll have to answer to that, "

"Huh?! How is that even relevant--" the reaper protests.

" You'll see soon enough," the Alpha Pokemon now focuses his gaze on the high schooler.

Lancelot feels a enormous pressure suddenly fall upon him. He fights the urge to run away and holds Arceus's gaze.

" I will not break the promise I made to you: You will still have the right to be reborn in the Pokemon World."

" Y-you...You won't?" The ravenette says skeptically.

" No. Most of the Legendary or Mythical Pokemon you've met have taken a liking to you- to a certain extent at least- and I can saw in your eyes how much you like Pokemon. However, it does not change the fact that you aided this Reaper in the ruckus caused. So, for this you will be penalised upon your rebirth..." A chilling smirk appears on Arceus's face making Tenho and Lancelot shiver, " An interesting albeit quite entertaining penalty..."

" And you...." The Alpha Pokemon turns to Maisen whose eyes are shadowed by his bangs, "....I do not want to see you here ever again. I doubt you want to suffer more than you already have, "

" What? " the reaper and the teenager let out in unison; confusion paints their features.

" You!" Maisen snaps.

" Me what? " Arceus growls, " I created this universe, young Trainer. I might act like a fool but I'm far from stupid. I know what happens in this world..." he paused, " Go! Go before I change my mind. "

Maisen holds back his anger by curling his fists. He bites his lips to hold back a retort. But the strength with which he sinks his teeth in makes his lip bleed. Lancelot notices this and tries to reach him but the younger male suddenly turns his back to the ravenette and Tenho before sprinting away at full speed into the fluffy horizon; his silent sobs do not go unnoticed by Arceus.

" Leave him be, " Arceus advises them," do not give chase. "

" But-" Lancelot starts but he is stopped by Tenho's hand falling on his shoulder.

" It doesn't look like there's anything we can do. "

***

"Unova it is then!" The Alpha Pokemon announced cheerfully. He pulled out a map of Unova then marked Nuvema Town with a red cross.

Lancelot flashed him a smile which disappeared as quickly as it came. He shared a glance with Tenho. Despite being excited about his rebirth, he could not stop thinking about Maisen.

All the Lengendary and Mythical Pokemon the teenager encountered during his stay in Arceus's realm- from Dialga and Palkia to Marshadow  gathered in the same place to wish him luck and happiness in his new life.

Gathering all his courage and with a little things up from Tenho, Lancelot finally managed to ask, " Arceus, "

" Yes? " the Alpha Pokemon replied arching a non-existent eyebrow.

" What...What will happen to Maisen?"

Arceus put down the map. " I don't know. He must have gone back to Giratina. The rest is up to him. I usually keep to myself and try not to meddle with the problems generated among humans..."

" In other words: his future is in his hands, huh?" Tenho muttered, " I wonder what you meant by 'suffer more than you already have?'"

" That's a good question," Arceus retorted," One day maybe you'll know if he decides to tell you."

" We'll meet him again? " Lancelot repeated, incredulous.

" Me too?" the reaper questioned," I thought Lancelot was the only one who'll be reborn."

" He is," the 'God' reassured Tenho, " You'll see for yourself soon enough." He then added mysteriously.

" Now I'm even more confused. " Lancelot said.

"Don't sweat the details, human!" Meloetta gave the teenager a slap on the back.

"Ouch!"

"Instead you should be thinking about what you'll do once you get in Unova,"

"Rebirth means he'll go back to being a baby right. What's he gonna except cry and drink milk...wait, " Tenho's eyes widened in realisation," If he's gonna drink milk then--"

" Nah, forget it," Arceus cut the reaper off. He turned to the ravenette," You won't recall your current life until you reach a certain age. "

" What!?"

" I have my reasons. To avoid situations like the one that Reaper just thought of. Though you'll probably regain your memories at around 10."

"Uhm....Thank you?" Lancelot said.

" Aww, you're welcome!"

The reaper and the ravenette sweatdropped.

"Alright!" Dialga suddenly exclaimed, " It's time, Arceus. "

Palkia extended an arm. Part of the scenery twisted itself into oblivion forming a bottomless portal.

Arceus clapped his paws together. Twice.

"Say your goodbyes, human. You shall never set foot in this realm again. "

Lancelot turned to face all the Legendary and Mythical Pokemon present. He found himself tearing up against his will. As he gazed at them, all the memories of this special week flooded his mind. Exhaling a shaky breath, the teenager bowed deeply to his "audience."

" Thank you," he said; his voice was shaky due to emotion, " Thank you for accepting and being kind to me during this wonderful week. Thank you for taking care of me. As Arceus said it'll be ten long years until I can recall these incredible memories but I'm sure that once I remember, I shall never forget them!! I hope....I hope we can meet again!"

Lancelot straightened himself, " Until then, I wish to you all the best. I am more than honoured to have been granted the opportunity to meet all of you and spend time with you guys! "

He then turned to Tenho and suddenly pulled him into a tight hug.

" Wha--"

" I miss you already," Lancelot whispered to him, " Thank you for staying by my side. I hope that you consider me as a dear friend as well because I sure do," the ravenette's voice became serious for a second, " If you ever find something about Maisen..."

Tenho hugged him back, " Of course, my friend," there was a small pause," I'll miss you too, buddy. It was good meeting you..."

The reaper patted Lancelot on the back before pulling away.

" It's time to go now, human," Arceus reminded the teenager.

The human bowed to the Alpha Pokemon, " Thank you for everything."

Arceus nodded, " Farewell, Lancelot Grimbell. May your new life be full of happiness and love."

Lancelot walked to the portal, calmed himself down then took a decisive step into the portal. Jirachi joined him.

" I'll be your guide," she explained. The teenager nodded.

As the portal closed, Lancelot glanced over his shoulder. Most Legendaries and Mythicals were waving at him. The last thing he saw was his newest friend's beaming face as the latter mouthed:

" Good luck,"