In Tune

Charlie sat in the Hotel's lunch hall in the corner with Kafu and Juniper, a tray of food in front of each of them. She noticed how Juniper had ordered the most, but still gave Vivi a slightly bigger portion than her. Charlie quickly shook of her speculation of Juniper and turned to her fruit salad, giving Sooli a chunk of her bread-basket.

"It's weird though, right?" she wondered, "why a document of an Ultra Apocalypse of the past on the Altar of the Sun?" Charlie drummed her fingers on the white-sheeted table and noticed a woman dressed in black sit down on a table for two with a large Scizor.

What happened to her? she thought and turned back to Kafu and Juniper. Kafu had his notepad out, barely touching his breakfast, and was writing down all his theories and ideas. Charlie was tempted to peek, but decided not to. Despite her goal being to discover more than him and be the greatest scientist in history.

She looked down and saw that she was wearing one of her Team Rocket shirts and pulled her jacket tighter over the logo. It may have been the past, but people could still judge her for it. Her mind turned the message carved into the bottom of the 'Ultra Mural'.

And two people set the course for this child to purify the blinding one and Solgaleo and Lunala for the rest of time, she repeated in her mind. What did it mean? Who was the blinding one? Who were Sogaleo and Lunala? And worst- why did Tapu Lele want to show it to her?

Kafu shrugged, "well it would've been a big event in Alolan history, so they'd have to document it somehow. The only question I have is why I haven't read about it before. I've been to fifteen regions and have read up on everything possible about events like that- I didn't find anything."

Charlie scowled, shoot, she thought, fifteen regions? I need to up my researching game.

"But the message at the bottom of the mural," Charlie cut herself off, her eyes darted to Juniper and back to Kafu, "it seemed to be talking about the future, don't you think?" Kafu just shrugged and slipped his notebook into his satchel. Charlie's eyes flickered, if she could get her hands on that notebook she could figure out how much further she had to go than him and how much new information she could hide from him.

Charlie shifted closer to Kafu, as if to whisper into his ear.

"Perhaps these people at the bottom of the mural are going to start the apocalypse?" she pretended to speculate and slipped her hand into the satchel's front pocket, where Kafu put his pad. Charlie didn't see Juniper notice her sticky fingers.

Kafu didn't seem to feel it. Perfect. Instead, he whispered back,

"That would make sense, but how would they be able to foresee the future? That's simply scientifically impossible," he hissed into her ear as Charlie rummaged around until she grabbed hold of the notepad and slipped it into her bag without Kafu noticing. Little did she know that Juniper saw it.

Charlie shrugged and shifted back away from him, Sooli had finished her breakfast.

"Oh, Sooli. What am I going to do with you?" she chuckled and stood up from her chair. Juniper smiled at her, but her eyes told a different story.

Charlie pushed her chair under the table and nodded at Kafu,

"I'm really beat from the past couple of days, I'm just going to do some personal research in my room. See if I can find any record of an Ultra Apocalypse," she whispered into Kafu's ear as she walked past him. He nodded,

"I'm going to do the same when I finish up. See you tomorrow, Charlie," he agreed and went back to his food. As Charlie left the food hall, the stranger with the Scizor got up and started strolling in the same direction as her, Charlie took no notice, however.

~

Abbie and her Scizor began following the nerd-woman up the stairs. Juniper let her know that the lady had the notepad she was looking for with all the information the boss-man wanted. The woman pulled up to the first-class suite. She scowled. No way she'd be able to go in there and gun threat her without the cops being on her trail when she was done.

Instead, she sent out her Zoroark and nodded,

"Turn into a man, Zoro" she commanded and tossed it her hand-gun. Zoro quickly morphed into a sketchy looking old man. A classic 'street criminal'. She nodded and pulled her scarf over her mouth.

"Me and Skizzers over here will back you up 'n case she got a powerful pokemon. Unlikely, she only had a Duosion on her," she hissed and backed behind a corner at the end of the corridor.

Zoro barged into the lady's room, run raised in his wrinkly hand to see Charlie at her desk flipping through 'her' notebook. Her hand immediately flew upward in a surrendering position,

"Oi! 'and over that notepad or give up way more than that," Zoro commanded. Charlie looked down at the pad in disappointment and chucked it at the stranger. Zoro grinned and lowered his gun, amused at the sight of the terrified woman and her quivering partner pokemon. He started to leave, but before he did, he shot a quick bullet at the telephone in the corner of the room. It shattered into pieces of plastic, cogs and wires.

"Just so you ain't too quick to call the cops," he chuckled and slipped the notepad into his long trench coat before leaving the room and firing a bullet at the lock, shattering it and locking Charlie inside with no escape. He chucked the pad and gun back to Abbie before turning back into a Zoroark and returning into his Pokeball. Abbie grinned under her scarf and sent out her Alakazam.

"Alakazam, use teleport!" she commanded and held onto her Scizor, teleporting herself into Juniper's room and returning her Alakazam. With a smile, she spun the note in her hand and lit herself a cigarette while wandering over to the room phone and spinning the dial to the boss's number.

"Josh Méchant speaking, who is this?" a voice boomed from the other end of the line. Abbie pulled the cig out of her mouth and blew some smoke out to speak,

"Abbie here. I got the note pad boss, everything you ever wanted 'as been written in this lil' thing, everything your enemy ever wanted to note down," she told him with a grin. She couldn't see if the boss was happy or not, but the pleased laugher gave her a good idea.

"Good job, kid. Proud of ya. Send it over our private mail service," he commanded. Abbie blew another smoke and nodded with a small giggle,

"No problem, dad."