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C-quel Chapter 2

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A mountain gust whipped harshly bye, the frigid air nipping at the Bayleef's snout as he drug several suitcases out onto his doorstep. It was honestly a wonder how his family, one consisting entirely of grass types not named Snover or Abomasnow, had managed to adjust to a comfortable life so high up where the oxygen was thiner and snow fell year round, but they somehow were adapting to it. Sammy had even pointed out to him a few years back that his plant parts had started getting darker in color, almost like evergreen trees.

Cecil dropped one of the cases on the ground with a tuckered pant, the luggage making a ripple of snow dust billow out from it as it landed with a thump. His wife was exiting the house behind him, carrying significantly fewer bags, but still quite loaded up. He rolled his eyes and grunted.

"How much of our stuff could you possibly be taking, Liz? It's not like any of us exactly wear clothes you know."

"If there's one thing I know about packing, it's that it's better to bring more and deal with carrying it than to go light and wish you had something." The Lilligant replied as she tossed her haul on top of the things her husband had already put down. "Besides, we have no clue how long we'll be gone, if we'll need human clothes to sneak, or just what we won't be provided with in general. Besides, I'm packing for five people, aren't I?"

"Right..." He replied, before turning his head down towards the frozen ground and muttering under his breath, "Seems like enough stuff for everyone for a few months..."

When he glanced back up, he glanced around for Sammy, who was then just coming out if the house, three little grass children dangling in his psychic hold.

"Been a while since I've tried to fly..." Cecil muttered to the Sigilyph. "So, how do we want to divide the flights up? Maybe I could take Liz and the bags with me on the Rotary Rock and you can keep a firm grasp on the kids? Or would you rather my family go with me and you get the bags? Or maybe..."

"Or maybe we can use this." The Sigilyph interrupted, revealing a small electronical box from a pouch strapped to his side. "Recently invented back at the labs. Pocket teleportation remote. Why fly for several hours when we can just -'pop!'- be there?"

"Hah, teleporters?" Cecil snickered as he swiped the box from his friend's hands. "Aren't we a bit too old to be playing inventor?" The box wasn't exactly anything special looking; in fact if it wasn't for the lack if buttons and dial planted on the front, the little black rectangle could have been confused with a tv remote.

He circled the five others with a quick loop, herding them to press their backs to the pile of luggage before landing atop and starting to Fidel with the dial.

"I've only been out of the game for ten years, you can't expect me to believe you've created reality from science-"

Before Cecil finished, Sammy pressed down on the only button on the device. A quick but harsh blip screeched from within the box and the entire world went dark. For a moment, at least. As soon as it had happened, everyone was thrown back into a blinding light that when faded, revealed something much different than snow and mountains.

"-fiction..." The remainder of the sentence trailed off quickly.

"Woah!" Autumn suddenly shouted. "That was amazing!"

CJ made it clear that he was excited too by repeatedly bouncing up and down. "Yeah, yeah! One second we were home and whoosh! now we're here!"

The Bayleef remained silent as he twisted his neck around to take in every detail around him. It was pretty obvious just from looking, not to mention the shift in temperature that where ever this was, it wasn't a mountaintop village. In fact, it wasn't a village of any kind. All he could see around him where the white walls of corridors, in every direction.

He was so busy staring in awe that he completely forgot anything important was happening around him until a gentle tug on his neck let his wife guide him onward. There was no way that had just happened! Sure Pokemon were amazing creatures, but there were pretty steadfast limits to their powers. Sigilyph couldn't use Teleport, and there wasn't a machine in the world that could give them that power.

...Right? That's what he had thought, at least. But here he was, clearly in a base. Had they really invented devices more powerful than could be represented in the games of his childhood..?

"Ah, here we go, the lab." Cecil only first heard Sammy talk again when they all stopped outside a large iron door that the Sigilyph had to take an eye scan to open. Motors hissed and moaned as they slowly pulled the door into just as Sammy gestured inside. "Welcome, to the new and greatly improved Burgundy Base research and development laboratory!"

When the doors finally opened, the group was left in silent awe. The lab was filled with a tremendous assortment of equipment the likes of which could barely be described. Glass tanks full of multi-colored gels and liquids, machines that glowed and hummed as they worked away on whatever it was they did, lasers slicing through metal like it was butter, and plenty of other things Cecil couldn't even begin to imagine what did. And floating in the middle of it all was a lone Beeheyem; one with google-like eyes and a peculiar enough head pattern to be instantly recognizable.

"Q-Quincy? You're in charge?"

The Beheeyem glanced over at the sound of his name, his face alighting when he saw his special guests. "Cecil lad, welcome back, welcome back to the Burgundy Base! You're correct in your assumption; I have indeed taken taken the reigns on this operation, with great success if I might blow my own horn. Might I say, you haven't changed a bit."

Quincy stepped back and took a second, more gaging look at the Bayleef. "Quiet literally haven't changed. I would have assumed you to have evolved by now..."

Cecil laughed. "I did, sorta. Or rather, a few years back, I started to evolve. Then, I suddenly stopped. None of us could figure out what happened until we took a closer look at this thing."

The Bayleef extended a vine to grab the small rock shard dangling around his long neck and brought it up for the Beheeyem to examine. "I've had this necklace since I was a kid... Picked the stone out myself because I liked how it looked and how its texture felt in my hand. I didn't think anything of it back then because to humans, rocks had no powers. We came to find out though that this little pebble I picked up as a child was actually an Everstone. And well... After that first failure at evolving I thought things over and decided maybe that first metamorphosis was big enough for me. So... I just kept wearing the necklace."

"Hmm..." Quincy muttered quietly to himself as he stared at the stone. "That would make sense. Fragments of evolutionary stones have been found all over the globe by Pokeumans, it's not too far-fetched that you stumbled upon something like that. And as a pre-transformed Pokeuman, had a connection to items of our past without understanding the reasoning..."

His head suddenly popped up and he exclaimed, "Wait, we?" as if only now realizing there were more people around.

"Yes 'we', dude." Cecil rolled his eyes. "As in me and my wife. Quincy, I'd like you to meet Elizabeth Moss."

A light red hue stained the Lilligant's cheeks as she giggled mildly; quickly remembering to extend a hand polity to the Beheeyem. "Yes, that's me~. Nice to meet you!"

Quincy's eyes illuminated with excitement; however that quickly morphed into a glowing embarrassment when he processed everything.

"O-Oh! Yes, my apologies ma'am!" He hastily exchanged the handshake before drawing his arm back and rubbing the back of his head. "Sammy has told me about you before... Things sometimes slip my mind, especially when I'm caught up in something else."

His eyes quickly drifted closer to the floor, and he too sunk down and landed on the tile flooring to take a closer look at the three young children gathered at the duo's ankles.

"Ah, ah! And these rambunctious little sprouts must be your kids, yes? Congrats!"

"Yup, all ours!" Cecil laughed, then began to point to each. "Our eldest Autumn, that's CJ, and this is the youngest, Clover."

The Beheeyem nodded in understanding before petting their heads. "Well, they sure are cute little ones. So big too!"

"Not as big as your head!" CJ blurted out with an uproar of his own laughter, which ended very quickly with a single glare from his mother.

As the Chikorita nervously backed away, Cecil glanced back to Quincy apologetically and sheepishly smiled. "Ah... Sorry. He's got some bad habits. I swear we've been working on it..." 

Without a word or even another look at the child in question, the Beheeyem dismissed the concerns with a small wave of his hand. "Just a boy, surely not even 10 at this point, yes? They won't be behaved all the time, and I'm certainly not going to feel offended by it. I'm sure you'll teach him better soon enough."

For a moment, Quincy seemed to get distracted as one of the machines emitted a harsh, shrill tone and he rushed over check on its screen. However, when he was done with that, he proceeded to begin zipping around the room at random, checking on vials full of oddly-colored liquids, half-assembled doodads, and even began to scour through some old papers strewn about the tables. It wasn't until Sammy called for him again that he even looked back towards the area the group occupied and rushed to return.

"Ah yes, right! You're probably wanting the details of why we've called you back!" Quincy announced with a rather powerful, surprisingly commanding voice. "We'll get right to it then! But first!"

The pile of luggage, far larger than Cecil could dream to carry in a single load, all rose into the air in a glowing aura of blue before effortlessly floating away from the lab itself, followed closely behind by the Beheeyem responsible for the Telekinesis in the first place. "You need to settle in a bit I believe. We can lodge you in one of our largest rooms so your whole family can live in the same place. You can unpack everything too! And if you don't have a sitter for the kids, I'm sure we can find someone in the base more than happy to keep them while you're on duty and perhaps even-"

Cecil lowered his head to floor and shook it as he followed behind everyone else. He had stopped listening to the ramble long before. He sighed, and there was only one thought on his mind. "Somehow, I knew this was going to become a bigger adventure than I thought."

Wow, only a whole 8 MONTHS after the first chapter came out do I get chapter two finished. Geezus, I didn't think it had been quite so long... I would have done this before the second chapter of Crystal Chronicles if I had realized the huge gap. Well, hopefully I'll be much more productive from now on. ...Hopefully. I sure as heck don't plan on no 8 month chapter absence. 
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Has Quincy been getting Jack the Quilava from my series to help out his R&D while I wasn't looking?