Gent Trainer Andrew ♂, Johto Day 50: You Wouldn’t Like Me

Spending these last few days tracking down Umbreon in Goldenrod has been hard enough.  There’s a long trail of evils left in his wake, and keeping up with his maddening pace for spreading darkness has left me dead tired.  This morning I woke up to the smell of burnt flesh.  A body, still warm from the fire, had been set down next to me.  The skin charred black, what appeared to be a drilled-out hole in each temple.  My gut wrenched at the sight and the smell.  A warning?  Umbreon hasn’t hurt me yet.  Probably some part of Eeveon still inside it, holding him back.  But will that continue on?  Starting off with something this heinous shows how strong Umbreon is. 

A shout pounding off the brick walls of an alley, I took off in that direction, unsure of what to do.  Pokéballs don’t have any effect, he’s learned to escape.  A Mantine is laying on top of a trainer, crushing him.  The water pokémon is dying as well, suffocating in the air.  By the time Lickitung uses Strength and pushes the flopping wet pile of flesh away the body has stopped moving.  If I keep appearing around bodies the Jennies will start to notice.  I take out the open pokéball and return the Mantine to his home, safe.  I can take it for now, until I find a place for it.  The moment I pick it up it disappears in a flash of light, off to my computer.  This is confusing.  With Espeon dead this should only make six.  Is she still alive? 

Continuing to search around, I run into Purple, who was staring confusedly at a puddle in the road.  Touching him on the shoulder to say hello, he instantly jumps up, stares me straight in the face with these dull, distant eyes and hands me a gray river stone, saying:

“This is a normal stone.  I got it from my dad, who totally works at Nintendo and I’m not lying about that, he totally does!”  I had to assure him that I believed him before he would continue.  “When the forces of life are torn asunder, it is by the power of this stone that the universe’s will shall be carried out.  Keep it safe, and equilibrium shall be yours…” 

I questioned him if he knew what ‘equilibrium’ meant, but an intense look graced his face and he ran off yelling “I have to poop!” 

From what I can see this stone doesn’t look terribly special.  It’s a very normal looking stone, smoothed over by the rush of water, painted by eons of formation a light gray.  In fact, it might be too normal.  But his words were so cryptic, and yet so completely relevant to my situation.  I’ll let this go for now.  I threw the stone in my pocket and continued my quest. 

Continuing on now would be futile, I’m far too tired to deal with any threat Umbreon could pose.  I found a small hovel to spend the night in.  Hopefully I’m not joined by any unwanted guests.

Beaten down,
Gent Trainer Andrew ♂

P.S. I just noticed Purple's post.  WHAT DID YOU SEE!?