Team Snagem HQ (Mt. Silver)

[Reno Vantas]

"Yeah that was a bad move on your part." Reno said, Glancing away from Sub for a moment. When his gaze returned, he locked eyes with the Dark One. " My childhood us a veritable blank until I was about 8 or 10. Then I was a street urchin with Kairi in Goldenrod. That hasn't changed in my mind. But after that, I used to think I was made some mafioso's lackey." Reno would scratch at his head with his left hand, eyes squinting as he did so. "But now I keep seeing stuff about Rocket, Shades, and then Horus hit me with a whammy. Made me go to Snowpoimt Temple when I was younger, getting chased by these...demons." Wincing as the memory threatened to suck him in again, he would only be able to stare at the ground. "So what's even real anymore? Am I going to realize next this is all some Rocket outpost or that I'm working for Cipher?"  

[Requiem of Whyspers]

Trish woke up in the med lab several days after the initial inicident in her room, apparently completely ignored for the moment. Looking down at herself, she found herself covered in a thick blanket of purple and white. But why was the sheet on top of it? And what was that thing sticking out of her face? Her head was so heavy she could barely lift it, too.

~I'll just wait a while before I get up...This doesn't make any sense....~ She thought to herself before closing her eyes and fading out of consciousness once more.

Back in the main room, Lykas was standing in the corner, still digesting all that had transpired recently. He would worry about questioning Varuna on his own time later.  

[Reno Vantas]

There would be no response from Reno to what Sub has just told him. All that Sub and the others would be able to see is Reno slowly crumple towards the floor before simply collapsing with a jarring thud. Internally, however, he was experiencing an entirely different consequence of this revelation than total shutdown.

Reno could see himself, slowly creeping behind who he knew now to be Sub, only focused on picking the pocket of the man he couldn't seem to get a read on. Any other target, he always seemed to know whether they were alert enough to notice him borrowing their things but he didn't notice that he was extremely alert and instead relying on his instinct to warn him. Which is why it came as such a surprise when he was caught by the man and his intuition didn't even give the slightest indication it was going to happen.

A blur of memory passed him by, mission after mission with Shades using him as a caddy and sitting around while he watched his companion at work. None of them really seemed to stick in his mind, tending to blend together into one incoherent mass of watching someone else do work. And while one point of interest did seem to spark, it disappeared just as quickly. Reno had an inkling about what that one might have been but it was hard to say exactly. Eventually, he found himself with Shades and a few other Rockets, staring at a statue in Snowpoint Temple. And while the adults did things like stare at the statue, tap at it with whatever was available, and push him out of the room whenever they wanted to try the actually interesting things on the statue. And he was growing tired of being left out of all the fun things. Quietly sneaking back into the room behind the ones who had pushed him out, Reno watched as they began to set up a few devices around the statue before backing off. Deciding that going up to the devices that these men had backed away from quickly was exactly what he wanted to do, he found himself examining the wires and canisters hooked up to the device before reaching the conclusion that they were using explosives. Letting that thought settle for a moment, he screamed in the highest pitch he could reach before charging away from the devices, ducking into a side tunnel before an ear-splitting kaboom threw him further inside and collapsed the entrance.

He wandered the tunnels for days, maybe weeks. Could have been months, he did manage to find the occasional bit of food and its not exactly hard to find water in the snow. No, the main issue was the isolation. Without anyone to talk to, all of the energy and thoughts that would have used turned inward and began to fester as paranoia. A paranoia that led to him imagining that statue come to life, trudging through the tunnels after him. While hindsight told Reno that this creature was a delusion empowered by his own mental powers, little kid Reno could only see this stalking, omnipresent engine of destruction after him and kept himself in an eternally panicked state. And from what Horus had done to him, Reno knew that the true evil was what came next, the thing that had been attracted by that massive output of chi and emotional energy.

This second presence drove him to cower behind his own mental creation, the Regigigas statue providing him some cover from the eerie pink blob that Reno could see at the edges of his vision in the halls near the construct. But the entity descended on the creation after a time, shredding the chi construct with little effort to clear out any possible interference it might be causing to keep Reno hidden. But what assaulted the Regigigas was not some cute pink blob. It was a monstrosity, a shadow made out of a hundred different Pokemon and humans, the limbs and teeth biting and clawing into the statue before ripping and tearing out sizable chunks with inhuman efficiency. Reno took off running again, only with this pursuer came a much more competent and deadly enemy. Its first attempt to capture was its most successful, morphing into the guise of a human woman calling out for any survivors who might still be there. But Reno saw through the disguise, but not due to any cunning or his intuition that seemed to be leaving him. He evaded it by simply snarling and throwing rocks at the woman before she morphed into a Metagross and took off towards him.

This new presence did not seem to be pursuing him with any speed, instead corralling him into smaller sections of the tunnels through sheer relentless cornering and ability to be in multiple locations at once. But this method did end with Reno cornered and the entity closing in with a devilish grin across its face, making promises about putting him to good use and about how he would soon be part of efforts to reunite this world with its true leader. all Reno could focus on was getting out, finding something, anything. And with that, he vanished from the ruins in a flash of pink.

He found himself floating in the ocean, staring out at the horizon and the small town he could see. But he felt so weak, he didn't think he would even be able to get halfway.Looking around at the water, Reno soon found a pair of large eyes and even larger tongue staring at him. "The hell are you lookin' at, ya overbaked piece a seafood?" He quipped at the Shellder, getting a spray of Brine in his face for his trouble. Frowning at the response from the lone Pokemon, the red haired kid nodded towards shore. "Care ta help a friend out? Maybe we make it an adventure.You get ta see the world, and I get ta not drown in a freezing bloody ocean." Reno said, teeth chattering as he watched the Shellder nod and begin to propel itself towards land, Reno scrambling to get a grip and transport out of the water.

Back in the real world, Reno would stir awake after a few minutes to stare up at Sub. Without saying a word, he would smack the Dark type specialist. "You knew I had Psychic powers and you still let me handle that Deoxys meteorite? Me trying to blow you up was really your fault at that point."  

[Reno Vantas]

Reno would glare at Sub for a moment before poking the man in the forehead. "Not mad. Just a little sad that I forgot that whole time. I think. Its just...very confusing." Reno mumbled, blinking every few seconds as he attempted to capture full coherence again. It seemed he was still fighting off a bit of that mental overload he had just experienced.