The rest of the morning passed in a blur for Kyurem. After reluctantly accepting the new Pokeball, which felt nowhere near as comforting as the silver one, the dragon and their new team finally arrived at Daniel’s house. The man in question was an enigma to the old dragon. He smelled fairies before, even clashed with powerful ones, but no aura felt as… otherworldly.

  The pink-haired man and his team had a distinctive smell. It wasn’t good or bad, just different like staring at something that didn’t belong to their world. Whatever it was, they had their eyes zeroed on him for the time being. Kyurem had to make sure that his actions would not put the future in jeopardy.

  “Good work everyone.” Daniel tiredly said to his team before collapsing weakly on the sofa. “Take the day off…” And silently drifted to sleep.

  Most of the others looked just as exhausted. The giant Volcarona, the ghost dragon, and the tiny Liligant especially so. Each dragged their tired bodies to their above to rest except for the moth, who crawled under the coffee table before falling into torpor. The Lapras and Braviary bowed at him with a quick “lord Kyurem” and retired to the yard. Which left him, Daniel, and the Audino in the living room.

  “Are you tired, lord Kyurem?” A low voice rang beside them.

  Kyurem shook their head and looked at the Audino. She bowed and nodded her head.

  “Sorry for Master Daniel, he’s… a bit tired to make proper introductions.” She said wryly. “I’m Lily, nice to meet you.”

  “Likewise.” Kyurem huffed and nodded at her, then tilted their head. “Why do you call me lord? I heard him calling me lord Kyurem before.”

  “Oh!” She exclaimed in surprise. “Well…” she fidgeted, struggling to formulate an answer.

  The dragon huffed again, sending a blast of frigid wind toward her face. The Audino wrinkled her nose and let out a quiet sneeze. “It doesn’t matter,” they muttered. “I’ll get my answers from him.”

  Kyurem felt curious about the man’s origins. Things about him didn’t quite add up, like his superior aura control, his unknown Pokemon, and even his Pokeballs were not quite the same as others. They still remembered that tidbit about “My Pokeballs don’t work on legendaries.” Quite a curious statement.

  Careful not to make too much noise, they went to the yard, leaving the nervous Audino behind. The scene compounded his curiosity even more. Even if there was snow falling from the sky, there was not a single snowflake on the ground. There was frost forming on the blades of grass and the tree where the Braviary rested, but it was because of the low temperature. Snow wasn’t accumulating in his backyard, and only in his backyard. A quick look at other people’s homes revealed blankets of snow several centimeters thick.

  ‘Odd…’

  They also felt Dark and Fairy energy suffusing the place. It wasn’t enough to be uncomfortable, but it was noticeable. It did suppress his draconic aura somewhat, but he felt he could overpower it with a flex of aura. In the end, Kyurem did nothing about it. The man trusted them with his house, he wasn’t about to be a poor guest… at least for now.

  Their attention drifted to the Lapras, quietly sleeping in a freezing pond. The temperature was low enough for it to freeze like everything else… but his unconscious energy control was keeping it cool enough to be cold but not solidify. It was a novel way of using Ice energy, one that they would try later.

  A pair of eyes in the shadows followed their movements. Her aura was regal, and protective, with a hint of grief underneath. Kyurem followed the sensation until they noticed a blurry outline on the third floor of the house. A pair of yellow eyes stared back at them, full of distrust and eagerness to fight. Even if her aura felt like a candle in the wind, about the snuffed by the slowest of winds.

  ‘Good attitude.’ They nodded. ‘Having a competent dragon like that shows he has some skill.’

  Kyurem curled up on the ground, lost in thought, forming a small nest out of crystalline ice. Even after acknowledging the man as their ‘trainer’ and taking note of the strange qualities he possessed, Kyurem doubted they’d gain anything of real value during their time under him. Perhaps some insights, like the trick with Ice energy circulation, or easy snacks. Beyond that, the dragon expected little more than to watch fate unfold. In the meantime, they'd settle into this brief, unexpected vacation.

  ‘If he wants to take advantage of me, he’ll suffer the consequences, anyway.’

  ***

  “Time for some food, everyone!”

  Daniel’s voice roused Kyurem from their musings. The clouds above parted, and they noticed the sun had dipped past noon. After stretching and unfreezing their stiff jaw, the dragon made their way inside to join the rest of the Pokemon. The new addition cramped the already tight room, leaving little space to unwind. Nobody seemed bothered by the arrangement, except for the dragoness, who remained silently glaring at them.

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  “Alright… So.” Daniel’s aura flickered with barely contained nervousness. If Kyurem’s senses weren’t as sharp as they were, it would have gone unnoticed entirely. “Me and my team are from the future, that’s how I know what’s going to happen.”

  Kyurem had already suspected it, but the revelation still caught them off guard. From their brief interaction before the battle, the way he carried himself, the way he manipulated his aura, it wasn’t normal. Sure, something like ‘I’m a prophet from another region’ might have sounded more believable, but strangely, they didn’t have trouble accepting his explanation.

  “Yeah… so that’s why I wanted to do something, make a difference.” He stabbed his food with a fork. “If I’m not going to return to the future, at least I want to try to make a better one. Prepare people for the worst and steer them from the pitfalls that will come…”

  The Pokemon and the human stared into each other’s eyes. Thoughts and ideas flickered across Kyurem’s mind, but nothing solid took shape. Their role in the grand cycle was to observe and preserve the future, now that they were separated from their other halves. Unlike Reshiram, who had the conviction to see things as they were, or Zekrom, who could discern how things should be, Kyurem found themselves adrift in uncertainty.

  With an icy sigh, Kyurem sank into the flow of fate. Their mind briefly transcended the mortal coil, drifting through the vast expanse where the grand weave of space and time glittered above them. The inflections in the flow of fate sparkled like stalactites in a dark cave, some were small and fragile, barely noticeable, while others were massive, radiant with meaning, weight, and strength. Each thread, each shift, contributed to the ultimate fate of the world. A delicate yet unyielding tapestry of countless destinies intertwined.

  He saw grand victories against evil, and heroes rising to bring hope to humanity. He witnessed blood. Mankind at its worst, inflicting pain and suffering with relentless cruelty. There was love and small acts of kindness that sparked waves of change. But there was also hate and bitterness that festered and poisoned both people and Pokémon alike.

  Past everything, in the far future. Beyond the heroes of his era. Among the ashes after the ‘Age of Strife’ new hope blossomed. People united with their Pokemon, connected and forged bonds thanks to the tragedies. Friendship and harmony flourished despite those who wished to bring ruin. A world unified, with eyes set on the stars.

  The world where Daniel came from.

  Kyurem felt their mind recede into their body. Their aura stilled once more as their consciousness returned. Their pupilless eyes shone with conviction, but also uncertainty. The mighty dragon nodded at the otherworldly fairy.

  “I understand.” Kyurem’s voice rumbled along with a surge of aura. They knew Daniel was not able to understand their words quite yet, but their intentions were clear. “I will see that I help you that world come true. If you were to be an obstacle for that, I will end you.”

  The surrounding Pokemon bristled at his declaration. Their easygoing attitude was replaced by barely hidden hostility. Even the gentle soul that was the Audino glared at them with a promise of violence.

  “How dare you.”

  The other dragon’s aura flooded the room in an instant, a wave of power that made the lights flicker and the wood creak under the sheer force. Kyurem could hear the wailing of the Ghost aura, as the majesty of her Dragon aura tried to overpower theirs. Kyurem readied themselves, ready to take back the reigns of sovereignty. However…

  “Stop.”

  Daniel’s command was like a blade that dispersed the mist. All that animosity died down with a flare of his own Fairy aura. It wasn’t as dense, heavy, or powerful as the pair of dragons. But the intent was enough to wrestle the mounting tension. The dragoness looked at her trainer and nodded.

  “Guys, I don’t know what they said exactly, but I understand what Kyurem wants.” Daniel nodded at the dragon. “I know I’m not qualified enough to be your true trainer. I don’t even have Dragon aura. But I will do my best to guide you and let myself be guided by you.” His tone was even and his aura much more subdued. It was hard to tell if his composure was a mere act or his true feelings. It was never clear when dealing with fairies.

  Kyurem took measured steps until they were in front of the human. His Pokemon were on edge, waiting for any sign of violence to rain their own. Daniel, however, radiated calmness and acceptance. He gently put his hand on top of their forehead and gently channeled his aura.

  The legend had brief flashes of memory of something similar. When there was only one being, sure of what things were and how they should be. They remembered the fight that broke them into three pieces, leaving Kyurem an empty husk, devoid of purpose.

  The rage that consumed their heart and soul for centuries.

  The bitterness that festered after the fire burned out.

  The cold that remained after millennia alone, waiting for that moment of reunion.

  Fire and Electricity briefly flowed through their body, like phantom limbs trying to move. The ice around their pseudo wings cracked as their wings tried to beat like they used to. Cold erupted from their tail, like an engine without gas that tried to start. Despair took root again in their heart. Pain that threatened to consume their very being.

  “Let’s do our best together, ok?” Daniel’s soft voice echoed among the darkness. “You’re not alone anymore.”

  The dragon could feel the pain in the human’s aura. It wasn’t the same as his, their magnitude incomparable between one another. Yet, they knew he understood, if barely. There was sacrifice, loneliness, loss, and hollowness flowing underneath his river of radiance.

  Kyurem wanted to embrace those emotions, but their prideful and majestic Dragon aura didn’t let them. They knew the tricks of fairies all too well, how they could hide daggers behind smiles, and weave silver-tongued words that twisted the truth. Trusting a human, especially one touched by Fairy aura, was dangerous. Their heart hardened, a layer of frost sealing away any warmth as reason once again took control.

  “Yes. I’ll be watching you.” Kyurem broke contact with a small huff and returned to their improvised nest in the yard, ignoring the stunned stares of the Pokemon.

  Trust was not easily gained, even more for one of his origin and disposition. The legend would watch the man closely and make sure their path was pure. If his intentions put the fate that was to come in jeopardy, Kyurem was ready to strike him down.