Propower

It was one year since the Sinistrals were destroyed. Raile traveled the world, not sure where he should go next. Ever since the events at Doom Island, the only real fighting he did dealt with small crimes. Somehow, he felt that his life had lost its purpose. Although he was offered the opportunity to be the commander of the Alekian army, he didn't feel that the job was right for him. Perhaps the notion of leading people from behind instead of doing a good portion of the fighting just wasn't what he wanted to do with his life. He came to the small, unassuming town of Arus. The flower fields reminded him of a dearly missed friend. He stood stil

"We did it!" Raile cheered. "Now we can all go home!" Suddenly, Lufia was crippled by another headache. It was worse than all the others. "Lufia, what's happening?" Raile asked worriedly. "Raile, please!" Lufia cried. "You have to destroy me using the Dual Blade!" "Lufia, don't do this!" Raile begged. "Raile!" Aguro yelled. "As long as Lufia lives, the Sinistrals can still return! I know it's difficult, but you have to do this!" "I can't do it!" Raile replied. "Lufia is my best friend!" Before anyone could reply to that statement, the Dual Blade glowed once more. It emitted a light so blinding that the heroes had to cover their faces. When al

Raile looked upon the imposing form of the Sinistral Gades. He remembered well the first time they met-the day when Gades defeated him in Sheran. Now Raile would pay him back with interest. He charged with all his might, but was swiftly brushed aside. “Not much has changed,” Gades sneered, bearing a grin of hideous satisfaction. “Even with the Dual Blade, you'll never be powerful enough to defeat me. Perhaps I will be merciful enough to kill you quickly. Not even Erim can save you now.” “Raile, no!” Jerin cried. “Get up, Raile!” Aguro cheered. Having heard Lufia's name, Raile saw her out of the

Raile was just coming to. His memory was so hazy after the battle with Nazeby. He looked around for the others. "Is everyone okay?" he said. "I'm a little sore, but I'll manage," Aguro replied. "Ugh..." Jerin added. "I feel like I've just been knocked out by a rock golem," she said as she struggled to get up. Raile looked around. There was one voice which did not respond to him. "Has anyone seen Lufia?" he asked. "I have no idea where she is," Jerin answered disappointedly. "That's not all we need to worry about," Aguro added. "The Dual Blade's gone, too!" "Where could it be?" Raile said as he looked down and noticed that it was indeed missin

“Is everyone ready to go to Mt. Glasdar?” Aguro asked, motioning toward the Falcon. “I suppose so,” Raile replied. “Let's do this.” “What's wrong, Raile?” Jerin asked. “You're usually all gung-ho about going to destroy the Sinistrals. What's gotten into you?” “I know,” Raile replied. “I just had no idea what kind of sacrifices we might have to make along the way.” “Don't worry, Raile,” Jerin assured him. “We're all here for you!” “Jerin, this isn't a good time,” Aguro said. “I don't think he wants to talk about it.R

Brendan slowly woke up on Christmas morning and turned toward his bedroom window. There was a pretty wintry pallor filling the sky, and snow was covering the ground. He turned toward the desk where he put Lisia's present the night before; he still wasn't quite sure what to make of it. He began to make his way downstairs.  “Is my little man hungry this morning?” Caroline called over to him.  “After last night, I could eat like a Hippowdon,” he replied.  Brendan ate a great deal of his food. When he was done, he walked over to the tree, where there were now a good deal of presents.  “Merry Chris

Brendan and Lisia went into the changing room to grab their things.  “Oh, Brendan, tonight was so wonderful!” Lisia exclaimed. “I had such a...radical time with you. I hope we can do this again sometime!”  “Me, too,” Brendan said merrily.  “Hey, Brendan!” a voice said from behind. Chaz walked up to the two of them.  “What is it this time, Chaz?” Lisia responded. “Are you still sore about Brendan beating you?”  “Actually, no. I just wanted to let you know that you were right about him all along. Brendan, I'm really sorry I was such a jerk to

Brendan made his way back to the costume area. The band could be heard playing outside. There was a great deal of commotion in the lobby.  “Lisia may have lost, but she's still my #1!” someone said.  “That was so beautiful,” a man choked. “I miss my Mary Beth.”  “You know what I'd love to see? I want to see Ali and Beatrice on stage together! Why don't they have that yet?”  “Hey, you're on to something! You should run the next Christmas Cup.”  Soon, Brendan made it to the changing room.  “I just can't believe it,” Chaz was telling Lisia. R

Brendan found himself once again in the comfort of his own bed. He relished the opportunity to sleep in; he didn't get up until 10:15. The Christmas lights and the tree were all set up for the holiday.  “You have to work tomorrow?” he heard his mom saying into the phone. “But it's Christmas! I swear, Norman, you need to start being a part of this family and be more than just a badge in Brendan's carrying case.”  Brendan couldn't hear the response to that statement.  “Okay, if you say so,” Caroline said. “I can't believe the Pokémon League would be that strict about this. If you hav