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Era blinked in surprise as the Mew from a while ago showed up beside Mercutio. She supposed she should have expected it considering Stella had been there at the search for the previous journal page, but it still was a shock to see her appear again. Sereni on the other hand gasped with surprise but asked no questions, deciding it was the best course of action.

A large circle began to glow on the ground in front of them, and Era turned to Sereni. "If you want to go back it's alright," she said, "Guild missions can be very frightening, I know from experience. I won't hold it against you if you'd rather stay."

Sereni shook her head, a glint of pure determination in her eyes. "No, I'm not leaving you," she said to Era with a smile, "You can't go by yourself." Then she grinned and her lights shone brightly for a moment, "Besides, I'm mostly a Water Pokemon, so I can deal with fire, and keep us both from overheating."

Era smiling back, feeling too grateful for words. She was relieved not to have to go alone, no matter what she said. "Thank you," she said to Sereni, and together they both moved forward into the circle, ready to face the great unknown.

Three figures stood behind the crowd of the hall. They heard the unusual bell. It isn't the normal alarm they usually heard when emergencies. The three saw Mercutio and Stella at the end of the room. After the Mew made a large circle that could fit even a large Pokemon like Charizard. It was glowing with a white light. "I think that's a portal." Nadia looked at the glowing circle that a few Pokemon already jumped into. "Looks like fun." Zorora tried imagining what it felt like going through a portal since she haven't been one yet. "Well what are we waiting for? You both are going to come right?" The Eevee asked them with anticipation. Nadia nodded to the Eevee. Meaning a simple "Yes." to answer her question. "I guess we all are going." Jacob said. "Then let's go!" Zorora then raced towards the circle and stepped on it. The Poochyena looked at the Heracross stepped into the circle before doing the same.

~Kewnew~Kyle

"Kyah! Sorry I'm late..."
Kewnew apologized without stating reason just yet as the Grovyle raced onto the scene of a ringing guild alarm. Naturally she was apologizing once she was at least in the presence of Rico; not too many others there once she had spotted the Charmeleon actually mattering. Without hesitation she stepped on the glowing platform, seeing no problem with the strange phenomena since that's where the rest of her guild was congregating. Sadly though the Grass type wasn't around for any of the previous announcements concerning the missions for the day that would probably put her specifically in danger.
Short after one of her subordinates padded in; at least keeping things in balance with a good bit of luck opposed to her own; Kyle being a Fire type that would surely handle things just fine... Best no one bet money on him or anything though <_< >_>.

The Rhyhorn held his stomach tight and gathered his breath into his lungs. His breath stopped and his eyes shut tightly as he experienced the always-so-disturbing shift in temperature and ground that came with the action.

He shook off the effects in due time. Puer glanced at Mercutio, having overheard the comment. They sent someone in there, to lure him out of the volcano? "Brave someone." The comment, although seemingly spoken at Mercutio, was more a thought given word than anything. It wasn't meant to spark a conversation, although it certainly could.

Era and Sereni blinked their eyes several times to clear them from the sudden change of scenery and added sunlight. Mercutio and Pluto had been right: it was already very hot and they were a fair distance away from the mountain. Era looked around their vicinity, taking in the trees and the ocean surrounding the island. "It's almost a shame," she said, "If it weren't for the volcano here, this place could be lovely." The heat from the volcano was too intense for it to be considered beautiful scenery after all, and it was menacing with smoke billowing over it, threatening to spill over with blazing hot lava at any second.

Sereni nodded, also taking in the view, "It's true, it could be very nice, even if the volcano just wasn't as hot as it is." Turning to look at the water, Sereni became thoughtful, "I wonder where we are..." she mused, "I don't recognize the wave pattern here." Era glanced at her questioningly, and Sereni explained. "I've traveled through a great number of waters in my time, even though Mana Reef was my home, but I don't think I ever came to a place such as this. Normally if you are observant, even when you're deep below the water you can detect the wave pattern through the current, and this one is foreign to me."

Era nodded, not really understanding the concept as she was not a Water Pokemon. The Pichu's ears perked up as she heard Mercutio's comment about someone sent in ahead of them. "Who could it be?" she wondered aloud. "If even Slugma would be overwhelmed by the heat, who could they possibly send in who could stand it, and bring out whatever it is that we're going to fight?" Sereni shook her head, unable to provide an answer but returned her attention to the mountain once more. "Well, whoever it is, Era said determinedly, "We'd better be ready." Sereni nodded and together they braced themselves for the unexpected, which was certain to arrive sooner rather than later.

Barely three seconds on the other side of the teleport and Atra was already telling Sherman off for disrupting him while he was talking. Sherman just took the verbal abuse without much thought, fairly used to it.

With a huff Atra hopped off his back and glanced around at the area. It felt...good. The air was warm, gentle against his fur unlike the air back at the guild that seemed to suck away at his heat with every step. The acrid smell of volcanic gases, the rich volcanic soil beneath his paws...he loved it and hated it at the same time. It resonated within him as a Flareon, especially as a Flareon that had evolved within the heart of a volcano.

He was never meant to be a Flareon though. Though he had never completely decided on his Evolution, always telling himself to keep his options open, he had prepared himself to become a Glaceon almost entire life. His accidental evolution into a Flareon had taken that choice from him. Being so near a volcano, such a vivid reminder of this fact of his life, left him in a very bad mood.

His ears flicked as he heard Mercutio's explanation, and with an exasperated sigh the Flareon trotted over to the Gallade so that there was no way the Psychic-Fighting type could miss him.

"Tell us what the hell this damned 'it' is. Stop keeping us in the dark. I'd personally like to know what you've taken us to this Arceus-forsaken island to fight." The very irritated Flareon huffed.



Urg. Teleport. Right. Cecil's not very good with that. He should have thought this through when he stepped into the circle. Oh wait, Cecil, thinking things through? Ha!

The first thing that happened was the complete disorientation that came with instantly being transported somewhere else. He was more ready for it this time though, and quickly placed his tail on the ground in a circle around him, as a wide "stand" of sort to hold him upright until his head stopped spinning.

The Smeargle resisted the urge to curl up into a ball and widened his stance to better keep his balance. Carefully he slowly began to pick his tail up, losing its support. He was recovering quite fast, this being his 3rd teleport and he finally had his tail in hand.

In a flash of light his tail had turned into a silvery blade, and he was ready for battle against whatever the heck they came here to fight. Once his head stopped hurting horribly.