Set in Stone
Chapter 12: New Year Storm
Time stopped.
Outside. I knew it must have.
But within this wind tunnel, the storm raged on. Ice pelted us from all directions. I kept my eyes locked on Troy's as my aura wisped about in the intense wind.
"Now! I call upon the chronological Pokémon, Dialga! I invoke the power of time, and all the abilities associated! Set us free from the strings of life! Let this battle be unlimited, yet happen in a split second. Neutralize all damage to the innocent!"
The clouds began to glow a royal blue. They swirled infinitely faster as the image of the all-powerful Dialga descended from the torrent, locking itself into a distinct spot in hidden space.
"Also... I call upon the spatial Pokémon, Palkia! I invoke the unbounded measure of space, and the privilege to bend it! Allow us an infinite battlefield, so vast as all the universe, if you must, to serve as the playground for our final encounter!"
The Mark on my hand dislodged itself. Palkia appeared from the storm in a swirl of mauve and arranged himself adjacent to Dialga. In the air, the two portions of the Mark separated and implanted themselves into their respective hosts: the pearl half into Palkia's chest, and the diamond half into Dialga's head. The platinum ring, still a part of my hand, swelled itself shut, to form a platinum plug.
"What is this? Where are you going with all this nonsense?"
I held up my left hand.
"I was just getting there."
The clouds dissipated, and with great force, submerged into the vast expanse of white space. All that was left was an endless meadow below our feet, and above and around us, white.
"Now, Troy... we end this. I could kill you with my bare hands right here and now, but... you've been exceptionally naughty. For you, I've prepared a special form of permanent expulsion."
I thrusted my left hand into the air. The platinum plug escaped from my skin and flipped upwards into the negative space above. A chime rang out, signalling victory, bringing on pride...
"I choose you! RAYQUAZA!"
And from the sky came a spectacular roar. It echoed in every direction. Five seconds later, the massive ozone dragon was stationed beside me.
"Rayquaza... Bind him. Constrict Deoxys until every bone in his artificial body is shattered into dust, and don't let go!... I will take care of the rest."
"KYLE! You ungrateful bastard!... don't you want the Pokémon to live? Can't you see that if I die, the conflict between our existences still remains? If it continues this way, dimensions will skew and collapse! The Earth will drown in eternal hellfire! No survivors, Kyle! NOBODY LIVES!"
"...Troy, do you think I hadn't planned ahead?"
"You mean..."
"Yes."
"But how?"
"Just look behind you."
He turned his head to find a gigantic black hole directly behind him.
"The dimensional gate... you're sending us home?"
I nodded.
"But why do you have to kill me then?"
"I can't accept what you've done to my planet. To its innocent people. You must be put to justice. It is our will."
Rayquaza shot out towards Troy and Bound him, swiftly proceeding to Constrict him with extraordinary force. The screams could kill a child. They were that pitifully intense.
"Soon you will be but an empty shell, Troy. Your body is becoming useless. Once Rayquaza drops you, I will kill you. I will send your fellow Pokémon home. But you... I send to Hell."
Troy, that most unfortunate Deoxys, began to gag. Rayquaza released his useless body, which slumped to the ground.
"All I have to do, Deoxys, to send you all back home, is channel my aura into the dimensional gate. The altered state of the barrier between our worlds will cause it to engulf all imaginary things and rearrange them into their respective existences."
As I walked up to Troy for the final time, I saw, on his face, for the only time in my life on anyone's face in any world, true regret. True fear. A purely honest plea for mercy.
But at this point... I was not mercy.
I was justice.
"Goodbye, Deoxys. I truly pity you."
My aura erupted in a glacial blue-tinted flame around my body.
I lifted my now unmarked hand.
"AURA SPHERE!"
The blast plowed through the absent air. When it reached Troy's head, his face exploded into a splatter of crushed skullbones, brain tissue, and blood. The Sphere continued through space and instilled itself in the portal, causing it to turn a marvelous blue.
What happened next could have been avoided. But it happened. I'm rather not proud of it.
The portal glitched.
The eternal meadow quaked furiously. The real world reappeared around me, still rushing with black storm clouds.
There was a great flash, and a massive pain...
I was rushing upward into space.
The last thing I saw was my dead body, laying on the top floor of the building, smoldering.


