"The legendary Zekrom…."
Elesa gasps, staring at the jet-black Zekrom behind N, the legendary Dragon Pokémon passed down through the Unova Region as myth and legend.
In myth, Zekrom is the Legendary Pokémon that would light the world with lightning and assist the one who would create the Ideals world.
But… it chose Team Plasma's king?!
Officer Jenny's expression hardens; why would the leader of an evil organization have a Legendary Pokémon's endorsement?
And already the group Drayton and the others pulled back are watching from a distant hill.
They're too far to hear Damian and N's conversation, but they can clearly see Zekrom's appearance!
"Hiss— this… Mr. Damian must be okay, right?"
Crispin gulps, worry for Damian thick in his expression.
"Team Plasma is this strong?" Drayton's brows knit tightly; he can't understand how a leader of an evil organization could earn Zekrom's recognition.
In known myths, when humans lose their sense of justice, Zekrom would unleash destructive lightning to wipe out their kingdoms.
This legend also proves Zekrom isn't simply following so‑called "Ideals" and choosing to assist a hero.
Could the Team Plasma leader's heart really be justice?
Or are myths and legends themselves false, and Zekrom will awaken simply with enough unwavering Ideals, regardless of whether those Ideals are just?
"And now, Mr. Damian…" Lacey looks at Damian with concern.
Beside Drayton, Kieran also watches the distant scene with tense anticipation.
"Zekrom."
Damian surveys this Zekrom—Unova's Ideals Dragon—impressive in the extreme.
But after a closer look, Damian thinks he'd actually prefer a real Zekrom.
Indeed, a real Zekrom would be incredibly striking.
"But I don't agree with you on this." Damian pulls out a Cherish Ball, his gaze fixed on N.
"You say our Team Rocket is evil; what basis do you have to say that, N?"
Damian's tone is mocking.
N remains quiet.
"As Team Plasma's 'king,' Snatching bystanders' Pokémon isn't rare for Team Plasma."
"Promoting 'liberation' for all Pokémon, yet we don't see you in Team Plasma setting a Release Pokémon example yourselves, and your actions are fake and nauseating."
Damian's eyes glitter as he observes the silent N.
"Or is it that you don't actually know these sins?"
"…I know."
N's newly bright eyes momentarily brighten, then dim again; he does not deny it.
"The path of Ideals is not easy; to succeed, sacrifice is necessary."
N never explains that Team Plasma's original purpose in snatching others' Pokémon was to "save," and he knows Team Plasma members range in quality.
Some members are purely driven by their own desires.
This cannot be denied.
"What a fake," Zinnia mocks.
N's eyes go blank again; despite his noble stated purposes, the Ideals path is cruel.
Ghetsis tells him this is the sacrifice needed to realize Ideals, and N must accept.
"I've told you already, your Ideals won't succeed." Damian's Cherish Ball expands in his grip.
"N, this world is huge, and you're not the only one special. Zekrom is strong, but it won't open your Future for you—for instance, you'll never be able to beat me…."
Damian's lips lift in a slight smile.
"Kyogre!"
"Ooo—"
A distant, ancient rumble fills the sky, Azure radiance piercing the dim heavens.
From the ancient deep‑sea king, Kyogre, its fins move slowly as it watches Zekrom on the ground.
Rain begins to pour, clouds covering the sky as Kyogre's Drizzle Ability takes hold.
"Kyogre—"
Officer Jenny and Elesa are stunned; what is happening here?
The new threshold for evil organizations seems to be rising this high?
On one side Zekrom, on the other Kyogre—these two are gods fighting it out!
From afar on the hill, Lacey and the others are thrilled.
"I knew Mr. Damian wasn't an ordinary person." Drayton regains his lazy tone.
"Kyogre…"
N's eyes tighten slightly as he surveys the sky's super‑ancient Legendary Pokémon.
He hadn't expected Damian to be a Legendary Trainer himself, and one connected to the Hoenn seas.
Zekrom's dragon eyes pin Kyogre with a calculating stare, unsure what it's thinking.
"But even Kyogre isn't Zekrom's opponent!"
N's voice lowers; Kyogre's presence is surprising, but Water types and Dragon/Electric types clash in odd ways.
Zekrom is resistant to Water moves and can beat Kyogre.
"Is that so?" Damian raises an eyebrow.
"Kyogre."
"Ooo—!" Kyogre roars, a blue spectral sigil merging with its body.
Moments later, a primal Kyogre emerges; its gaze cold as ice.
"What class is this? A black Zekrom on par with Rayquaza?"
Primal Kyogre senses the need to test the black dragon's skin.
A heavy oppressive pressure fills the air; dark rain clouds gather overhead, intensifying the chill.
N's gaze shifts to the shimmering gold‑blue radiance within the massive sea serpent.
"This is the form of Kyogre's true state—Primal Kyogre," Damian grins.
"Zekrom isn't Kyogre's opponent."
Damian's posture is casual; the matchup isn't just about type advantages.
A lone high‑tier legendary like Zekrom isn't necessarily a match for Primal Kyogre.
"N, I'll bring you back to realism."
N's lips press together; his eyes spark, then he calls out:
"Zekrom!"
Roar—!
Zekrom emits a deep dragon roar, its blue electricity crackling along its tail.
"Fusion Bolt!"
Lightning lashes around Zekrom as it charges toward Primal Kyogre, a signature move used by Zekrom and Kyurem.
No, N won't back down simply because Damian's "side" speaks.
He's N, and his partners are the Ideals Dragon Zekrom.
To realize Ideals, N has long prepared to face any challenge.
But a super‑ancient Legendary is still just a thing!
"Origin Pulse," Damian says with a sly smile as blue orbs form in Kyogre's vicinity and shoot toward Zekrom.
Primal Kyogre's energy collides with Zekrom's Fusion Bolt, producing a deafening explosion.
Zekrom is knocked back, crashing to the ground; N gasps in shock.
Primal Kyogre's power is formidable!
"Don't worry, N, I'm fine," Zekrom responds telepathically, though clearly it's struggling.
Zekrom rises again, its gaze fixed on Primal Kyogre.
"It isn't its opponent, N; we should retreat."
Zekrom senses Kyogre's strength is greater; continuing might be unwise.
"But…"
N's high intellect tells him what Zekrom means, but his primary mission is to retrieve Colress from the base.
"Blizzard."
Damian smiles; he's not about to let N and Zekrom continue this stalemate.
If Kyogre wants to freeze them, so be it.
Zekrom conjures a fierce Blizzard aimed at Kyogre, but Kyogre's Drizzle keeps the air wet and the temperature low.
Protect barriers shimmer around Zekrom as it endures the storm.
The Blizzard's icy assault finally overwhelms Zekrom, leaving it battered and breathless on the ground.
N looks worried for Zekrom.
"Are you okay?" N asks softly.
"Fine, I can endure it," Zekrom responds telepathically.
N's gaze lingers on the massive clash, weighing whether to pull back.
Just then, Colress—who has finished gathering data back at the base—emerges and sees the confrontation between Zekrom and Primal Kyogre.
He's stunned, noticing Zekrom's injuries and the intensity of the clash.
What on earth happened here?
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