"Route 18 is through that gate up there."

Considering there was no real pathway to the route through the base, I had to ask around Crescent Town where to find it. Apparently, there was a flight of stairs near the dock that leads to a swamp that people eventually dubbed as the 18th route. So I ran up those stairs and into the swamp.

Thankfully I healed up before I left, because the trainers in the area are tough as hell. Eventually I made it through, but had to run back to the Pokemon Center for a quick heal. Of course, I was in front of the cave, so I had Corvisquire fly me back to the Crescent Town's Pokemon Center to heal.

When I got back to the cave (called Aboraille Outpost), my team was healed up and prepared for the final showdown between what could be me and Hoopa. I prepared some more Hyper Potions and Revives for this, so I ventured right in. 

This was the tunnel from the beginning of the story. My footsteps were clacking against the stone as I ran through the corridor of stone faces towering over me. 

So there was a part I left out in that. There was a cavern that separated the tomb from the outpost, and its pathways were littered with Eclipse Grunts, as I had expected. 

Good thing I had those potions and revives.

The final path before the tomb was a place with a few crystals before I rounded a corner and got to the tomb. This is where we leave off with the past, and everything from now on is the present.

The tomb, as described way earlier, is a large lit up cave with generators and wires everywhere, and a few crates too containing who-knows-what. A large stone archway in the back with a depiction of Hoopa is chained up. Team Eclipse's Admins, clad in red and black, surround a small, hollow, bronze circle, and my parents and Tess. One of them happened to be Jake, and another Zinx, who was standing by the second hat guy, Tyler. Cypress stands at the center of it all, seemingly waiting for something to happen.

Well, there you have it. Here is where everything's about to go down. 

Cypress chuckles. "Hahahah...you never seem to give up, do you?" He asks me. "It's a flaw, certainly. I knew that about you, ever since Linda back in Gale Forest. Your parents thought they could hide that precious key from me by giving it to you."

"And it seemed to work," I retort, sending a glare at him. He laughs even more.

"And so it did, for quite some time." 

"We were right to do it, after all," Mom adds. "We knew that after we talked about it. Your fascination with it was too serious, and so sending it with Nadia was the best option."

"And you were right to do so, but it only prolonged the inevitable." He looks at me again. "You see, I knew there was no easy way to take it from you. As it turns out, it was easier to just have you personally deliver it to us. And here we all are, exactly as I planned." He grins wider at the thought of himself being clever.

This was a trap, then.

Cypress turns to Tyler. "Hit it, Tyler!" He orders. Tyler shouts back a "yes, sir!" and presses some buttons on a computer connecting the generator(?) that is connecting the wires to the circle. 

The knots around the circle glow brightly, temporarily blinding everyone, before sputtering out. Tyler looks back and nods. 

I feel a tug. 

Crap.

The brick floats upward, quite literally tugging itself off my neck, snapping the string.

"We've opened the portal," Cypress starts, and then sees the brick zipping by him, making him smirk more. "And she summons her missing piece."

The brick is gravitated towards the top of the unfinished portal, growing bigger and bigger until it was the size of the other pieces, before snapping in place. It causes yet another earthquake, which broke apart the chains and the stone blocking the archway. Cypress looks at Harry.

"Harry, the bottle." He holds his hand out.

"Yes, sir." Harry hands over the Prison Bottle to Cypress, who grabs it and chucks it through the portal. The bottle breaks apart, forming a shadowy spirit that flies into the hollow archway. What comes out of it is Hoopa's Unbound Form, with its large body and six flying hands.

Tess and my parents look at it in horror, but Cypress looks at it in triumph. "I just love it when everything goes according to plan!" He cackles. 

"You're making a huge mistake!" Dad yells at Cypress. "You don't know the kind of power you're messing with!"

"And that's where you're wrong." Cypress lifts a finger to silence him. "I do, in fact, know the kind of power I'm dealing with.

"It's the power to travel to other worlds. The power to become the creator of my own reality. The power to control right and wrong."

Cypress looks at me again. "Nadia, I have no further need of you. I suspect I have to defeat you in battle in order to get rid of you." He chuckles. "I'll try not to have too much fun with this."