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Chapter no.184 Lunar Wing

Did I just win ?
Austin thought before he pinched himself to make that he wasn't dreaming.
( ~ Giggle ~ )
" It's not a dream, Austin you won." Cynthia said as she moved closer to dazed Austin.
" And I have to say that was a beautiful use of strategy."
Cynthia said before her smile vanished when she saw her friend look down on the ground.
" What's wrong ?"
" I... It's nothing."
" Austin, can you please tell me what's wrong ?"
" .... "
( ~ Sigh ~ )
" Ok then I'll respect your boundaries."
Austin in response whispered," I didn't win."
" Huh , what was that ?"
Cynthia said before her eyes widened ," Austin, what are you talking about ? You clearly won this match."
" No , I didn't. You didn't use any power up moves , you had many opportunities throughout the battle to defeat my strategy."
A frustrated Cynthia rubbed her head as she finally figured it out.
Her friend was in self doubt.
For anyone suffering from PTSD, there worst enemy is themself. Even the smallest mistake is blown out of proportions.
Yeah , she had also gone through a similar phase after she lost her parents.
Cynthia placed her hands on Austin's face and forcefully made him look at her.
" Austin ; You won fair and square."
" But..."
" ( ~ Sigh ~ ) You Arceus damn idiot , everyone of your pokemon laid their trust in you to win and now you're just disrespecting everyone's efforts."
" No , No , I didn't..."
" Austin , I know you didn't mean that. Your just doubting yourself, your being too hard on yourself. You remember Harrison right."
Austin nodded as Cynthia continued ," He asked me for a battle during the after party."
Austin's eyes widened as Cynthia asked ," Can you guys how many moves it took for me to defeat his entire team ?"
" .... "
" 6 "
" .... Wow ."
" And you defeated the same pokemon that wiped out Harrison's entire team."
" But."
" Yes, I didn't go all out but I battled you on a level that I thought you would be after all that training and guess what you surpassed the level i was expecting you to be at. Austin ; you have gotten stronger and I know for a fact that you will only continue to grow stronger and stronger. I am sure that Raticate is happy seeing her family get so much stronger."
A tear flowed down Austin's face which Cynthia wiped with a thumb.
" Now don't give me that Tourus shit that you didn't win."
( ~ Sniff ~ )
Austin wiped his tears as he said ," Y..yeah."
" Now let's get everyone healed up,I still have to give you your present."
" Yeah."
Austin picked up Pikachu while Cynthia returned Garchomp as she glanced at her friend staring at her.
" Like what you see." Cynthia asked with a teasing smirk causing to turn away with a blush.
" I didn't expect you to curse."
" Now , now Austin I can't always be the sophisticated champion of Sinnoh."
" So do you ever curse on the battlefield?"
" That is a really good question that I am not going to answer."
" Hey , come one now I am curious."
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[ At night ]
Austin and Cynthia had left everyone to rest as they enjoyed the peaceful stroll through the beautiful landscape of Birth Island.
" And currently my grandma is working on discovering the secrets of the machina ruins."
Austin nodded while his mind was racing.
' Machina ruins , isn't that the place where Arceus and the Jew of Life movie took place.'
" Austin , will you listen to what I have to say ?"
Hearing the seriousness in Cynthia's tone, Austin nodded.
" You need help."
" W..what ?!"
" Austin, I know you feel like you don't need help but I am worried about my friend. You have been showing more and more symptoms of PTSD."
" .... " Austin opened his mouth but no words seemed to come out.
" Austin , why did apologize for what was essentially my decision? I choose to spend my vacation with you. Why did you think that didn't deserve to win ?"
" .... "
" Austin , I gave you Munna so that your health doesn't deteriorate due to your nightmares but for everything else you need go into therapy. I know you personally that you don't think you need help but you do , so as a friend I ask of you , can you please just think about going to therapy ?"
" I'll.... think about it."
Cynthia smiled and she pinched his cheek with a finger. "Good, and thenโ€ฆ there's this." She pulled out what seemed to be a tear-drop shaped glass ornament, just like the one she always wore on the front of her shirt. Said ornament was black, crystalline and had a chain tied to it, to be worn around the neck.
' Isn't that ?!'
"This is for you."
"Matching ornaments, eh?" Austin quipped while he looked in disbelief at the item infront of him.
She rolled her eyes. "It's more than that. This ornamentโ€ฆ it contains a wing feather given freely by Cresselia, one of the legendary lunar duo of Sinnoh. It keeps away nightmares from harming your sleep."
Austin gazed at the crystalline artefact in his fingers. "A legendary'sโ€ฆ wing feather?"
"Yeah." Cynthia confirmed. "My grandmother gave me a pair to help with my nightmares when I was little. I have one with me," she touched the ornament on her neck, "and now you have the other. Munna can't always be with you all the time."
"Butโ€ฆ shouldn't you be-" Austin stopped his question midway, at her gaze, "all right. I accept it. Thanks." He looked away at a distance, as a sight caught his attention.
"Cynthia?"
"Huh?"
"Look at that."
The two of them looked towards their right, staring in surprise as hundreds of Wingull and Swablu, flying together in the evening sky. It was a beautiful sight.
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[ ๐Ž๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ก ]
๐—œ๐—ป ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ต, ๐—•๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—š๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜, ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ท๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ž๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—•๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต, ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—น๐˜†, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐˜‡๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฃ๐˜€๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—น๐˜† ๐˜€๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†, ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜… ๐— ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฅ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—•๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฝ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฆ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜, ๐—–๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฒ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น. ๐—œ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ž๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป, ๐—•๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—บ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—•๐˜‚๐—ด ๐—–๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐˜๐˜†๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ด๐˜€ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฆ๐—ฐ๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฃ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—บ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น.

Chapter no.184 Lunar Wing

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Definitely thought this would end up being a longer talk then what it was, but meh it got the point across.

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