Chapter no.348 Dreamscape part 3

Austin and Yellow found themselves in a seemingly endless maze of hallways, each door they tried seemed to be locked tight. Frustration began to mount as they encountered dead end after dead end. Austin kicked the wall in anger, causing a resounding echo to reverberate throughout the halls.
"We've been walking in circles, Yellow!" Austin exclaimed as he kicked the wall in frustration. "Lucario's not responding and we're running out of time!"
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Austin's mind. "Well, well, well. Looks like you two need a little assistance," the voice spoke with a hint of sarcasm. "I'm Abra, the telepathic Pokemon. And I have some good news for you. Lucario is going to guide you to Charmeleon."
"Lucario?" Yellow repeated, confused. "But how?"
"You'll see," Abra replied, with a smirk in his voice. "But first, let me tell you about this little blue feather on your head. It's going to glow brighter as you get closer to Charmeleon. And trust me, you'll want to keep it close, otherwise you'll be wandering around this maze forever."
As Austin and Yellow made their way through the maze, they tried each door, hoping to find the one that would lead them to Charmeleon. The blue feather on Austin's head glimmered in the dim light, but remained steadfastly dull, no matter which door they tried.
"Yo, Abra, you sure this feather is workin'?" Austin asked, his frustration growing.
"Oh yeah, 100%, my dude," Abra replied in a playful tone, "You two just ain't lookin' hard enough."
"Ha ha, real funny, Abra," Yellow said, rolling her eyes.
The duo continued on, trying door after door, with no luck. The feather remained unchanged, a constant reminder of their failure.
"Maybe we should try a different approach," Austin suggested, "Maybe we're just not doin' it right."
"Or maybe you two just ain't got the skills," Abra quipped, his voice filled with amusement.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Abra," Austin said, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Despite Abra's teasing, Austin and Yellow continued on, determined to find Charmeleon. As they tried each door, the feather remained unresponsive, causing Austin to grow increasingly frustrated.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they tried one more door, and to their surprise, the feather began to glow brighter.
"Looks like we found the right one," Yellow said, with a smile.
"Took you long enough," Abra said, his voice filled with amusement.
Austin and Yellow stood before a heavy wooden door, their blue feather glowing with increasing intensity. They had been searching for Charmeleon for what felt like hours, and they were growing increasingly frustrated. The door before them seemed to be their last hope, but it wouldn't budge no matter how hard they pushed.
"Come on, open up!" Austin yelled, his frustration boiling over as he fueled his body with aura.
"Maybe you're just not pushing hard enough," Abra said, with a chuckle.
"This is no time for jokes, Abra," Yellow said, her own frustration mounting.
Austin let out a growl of frustration and kicked the door. It still wouldn't budge.
"Can't you ask Lucario for help?" Austin demanded.
"Oh yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Abra replied, with a smirk.
"Just do it, Abra," Yellow said, her tone urgent.
Abra closed his eyes, focusing his energy. A moment later, Austin felt a faint pulse in his head, and he knew that Lucario was communicating with them.
" Lucario, what should we do ?"
" You have a psychic with you in the mindscape! Just have yellow open the door of memories with her powers and brat, you have to hurry up and get Charmeleon out before yellow can't keep the door open."
Lucario's words suddenly died out.
" What happens if Ash can't make it out ?" Yellow curiously asked as Abra answered in a deathly serious tone.
" He's dead."
The gravity of the situation dawned on the two as Yellow flexed her arm.
" Don't worry, Ash, I am strong. I can handle it."
Yellow stood before the door, her heart pounding in her chest. She rubbed her hands together, feeling the energy building within her. With a deep breath, she placed her hands on the door, and her body was suddenly bathed in a soft white light.
The door creaked open, revealing a white void beyond. Austin felt his heart pounding in his chest, his nerves getting the best of him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
"Don't worry, Austin," Yellow said, sensing his fear. " Everything is going to alright, just go and get Charmeleon. Everything will go back to normal."
" What if it can't? What if I mess up ?"
" Ash, you won't mess up. I believe in you, Green believes in you, Pikachu believes in you. We all believe in you because we know you are someone who will always stand when you fall."
"Thanks, Yellow," Austin said, mustering a smile. "I needed that."
Abra, meanwhile, tried to lighten the mood. "Well, this is it," he said with a chuckle. "Into the great unknown!"
But Yellow and Austin were too focused on the task at hand to pay much attention to Abra's jokes. They exchanged a nod, then Austin stepped forward and jumped into the white void.
As he fell, Austin felt a sense of weightlessness, as if he were floating in the void. He felt a sense of peace wash over him, and he closed his eyes, letting the journey take him where it may. This moment caused Austin to remember his favourite movie quote.
" To go where no one has gone before, you must first go where no one else is willing to go. Hehehehehe "
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Although Natu are native to the American Continent, small flocks have been found from Hoenn to Sinnoh, which are generally thought to have been imported to this region by the ancient city of Alph. And although the climate of the area is not substantially different from that of Violet City, Azalea Town, or many other regions in the area, the tall grass outside Alph's ruins is the only part of Johto where wild Natu can be found.
And like a Growlithe who waits for their master years beyond his death, Natu in Johto have become a symbol of loyalty. Unlike the Unown, who found the vast caverns where Alph once stood uniquely suited to them even when the people there were wiped out, Natu stand guard over a ruin where no people live, refusing to leave the spirits of the dead city which once loved them as pets and treated their evolved forms of Xatu as beings one step below the gods.
Some have said that Natu, because they can see the future, are lying in wait for Alph to rise again, but it is difficult to see how such a future would ever come to pass; it has been over a thousand years and the region has only declined. Today, there are no inhabitants left to rise again, save perhaps for a couple of archaeologists who could theoretically go mad and seek to conquer the world with Unown. Others say they refuse to leave not out of loyalty, but out of bitterness, for the surrounding lands of Johto all participated in the great sack of Alph, and Natu never forget or forgive a grudge.