Getting bored at work is very serious business. Particularly in the winter months when amusement parks donât attract crowds or tourists and only the townsfolk and occasional gym challenger really come into the center for anything.Â
With nothing better to do on break, Heather pulls out her phone with a sigh, staring at it and trying to even decide what she wants to do. A groan leaves her throat involuntarily before she heaves a sigh. She canât even have her pokemon out while sheâs working or on breakÂ
Finally, a small smile graces her lips and she pulls up the a blank text message.
Eyyy whatâs up cousin
It will almost certainly annoy Andrew, but she doesnât much mind. It gives her something to do. Without another thought, she taps send and waits for the doctorâs response.
At long last, Andrew finally had some time to rest. While the rest of the hospital seemed stagnant, his wing was far from inactive. The brunette was on call this month, meaning his life had been nothing but frantic. The past two nights, his sleep had been interrupted with the news that there was another patient he would have to take responsibility for. He loved his work with a passion, but it really did get tiring in times like these.
He took a nice long sip of his morning coffee and leaned back in his chair. After setting down the mug, a slight buzz vibrated through the table creating a tiny ripple in his drink. In the corner of his eye, he noticed his cellphone light up. He reached for the device and tiredly tapped in his password, typing it incorrect twice before unlocking his phone.Â
Eyyy whatâs up cousin
Sent December 3, 8:36 AM
An irritated sigh escaped his mouth as Heather's text message popped up on the screen. He had been half hoping it would be someone else, but he quickly shook the desire from his mind. His fingers raced around the screen in response, typing at a speed most of the elderly doctors at the hospital couldn't come close to.Â
Send.Â
youre supposed to be working
Sent December 3, 8:38 AM
you cant text me at work unless its an emergency
Sent December 3, 8:38 AM
âGreetings, Doctor Clayton, is it? Cyrus, just Cyrus.â Cyrus began, opening the door to let Andrew in, and closing it quickly as soon as the other man stepped through. He then held out his right hand for a handshake, while the other hand reached into the inside pocket of his rather ratty coat and drew out a small drive. âThe information you wanted is on this drive, itâs everything I noted during my rather lengthy stay in the Distortion World.â Cyrus then directed Andrew to where his powerful but slightly outdated computer was. He then proceeded to show the doctor different pictures, logs, and charts on the computerâs monitor.
âIâve mapped out the terrain and how it changes its appearance and position depending on where one is standing, as well as the bizarre changes in gravity at different times. I also got some readings on the chemical makeup of the place, recorded what I could see of the creature Giratinaâs behavior, and kept a log of what staying there appeared to do to me. Furthermore, I had collected a strange mineral sample that I found around the end of my stay, but I canât seem to locate it now. At any rate, this drive contains both the raw data, and what Iâve managed to compile thus far, along with some additional notes.â
âGreetings, Doctor Clayton, is it? Cyrus, just Cyrus.âÂ
The second the Galactic boss cracked open the apartment door, Andrew began his mental examination process. There were some perks to being a psychic. In the blink of an eye he analyzed Cyrus' current physical and mental condition. His body was growing weak, but he couldn't detect any sort of flu or common illness. He realized that the other had been holding his hand our for a while now and he quickly returned the handshake.Â
"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you Mister-" he paused. Just Cyrus, the man had requested. "-er, Cyrus." The door closed behind him accompanied with an elongated creak, shutting out most of the light in the room.Â
âThe information you wanted is on this drive, itâs everything I noted during my rather lengthy stay in the Distortion World." He wondered exactly how much time Cyrus had spent in the Distortion World. He wondered if the laws of space and time even existed in the Distortion World. He bottled up his questions and followed the blunette to his ancient computer at the other end of the room.Â
âIâve mapped out the terrain and how it changes its appearance and position depending on where one is standing, as well as the bizarre changes in gravity at different times." Andrew leaned forward to take a proper look at the screen and took a mental note of the data he was seeing. It appeared as if his suspicions about space-time were starting to seem more realistic. Bizarre changes in gravity? The statement was difficult for the young doctor to believe. It defied the laws of physics. He could formulate a possible explanation for the appearance alteration, but the changing gravity was something different altogether.Â
"I also got some readings on the chemical makeup of the place, recorded what I could see of the creature Giratinaâs behavior, and kept a log of what staying there appeared to do to me." Giratina. The mention of the Pokemon itself sparked his attention. He had speculated that perhaps the cause of many of the Distortions oddities was Giratina alone. After years of observing their abilities, Andrew had come to the conclusion that there was still much to learn about Pokemon and the way they shape their environments. Especially with the discovery of mega evolution, there was still clearly much to learn about the abilities of Pokemon. After hearing about everything else the drive contained, he joined Cyrus at the old couch, still rolling the tiny drive in his palm.Â
âIf you have any other queries about my experience with the Distortion World, feel free to ask. If you are satisfied that I fulfilled my end of the bargain, I await your direction in getting started on our appointment.â
"I believe it would be best to save anything for after the appointment," Andrew suggested, tugging his scarf into place. "I did a quick examination of you earlier, but would you mind telling me yourself what sort of symptoms you're experiencing?" Although he was already aware of all Cyrus' symptoms, it would still be best for him to ascertain that his readings were correct. He had a hunch that the cause of his illness had some correlation to his visit to the Distortion World. "-and I would also like to see that log of what effects staying in the Distortion World had on you."Â
"Pack up and leave everything,
Donât you see what I can bring
Canât keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.â
"An interesting fact? Thereâs nothing really interesting about me. Well, nothing that I could tell you without getting my doctorâs licence suspended.â
Aquarius: How loyal are you to other people?
"As a doctor, I have to be loyal to all my patients, so the answer to that question is very loyal."
Ares: What or who is your inspiration?
"As cliche as it sounds- my mom. I've always aspired to follow in my mother's footsteps."Â
Alex has always cared for Andrew,even if he decided to chase after their father. He couldnât care either way if his twin does end up finding their dad or not. The twenty-three year old swimmer pushed those thoughts aside, his thoughts wondering how his younger twin was doing in his medicine career that he worked so hard to gain during his time away from Sinnoh. Andy did tend to visit Alex when he had the chance, but it has been a few long months since his last visit with Alex. It had him a bit worried to what has been going on around Andyâs life. âMaybe he has finally found our father and he doesnât need me for anything anymoreâŠâ He would think to himself as each month piled on. âI kind of wish thatâŠheâd come back home. Only if for a just a few days.â Alex then began to doubt if Andy was ever coming back to him.
When the opportunity had arisen for him to be able to meet with one of the most knowledgeable individuals on the subject of his research, Andrew couldn't resist his offer. He'd pack his bags and immediately request a few days of vacation time. What made the deal so appealing to young doctor, was that he would be able to able to see his family. He hadn't visited his brother for months, so he figured it would be pleasurable to be able to finally catch up with his twin. He never understood why Alex would refuse to visit him in Unova. He had always assumed it was partly due to their father, but there had to be more to the reason. He just knew.Â
The taxi bumped to a stop in front of his destination. A feeling of nostalgia swept over the young doctor as he stepped out of the cab and gazed upon the home he'd grown up in. Alex had never moved out of their house. After all, there was really no reason why he would need to. Their mother had died years ago, so Alex had the house to himself. He approached the house and rang the doorbell twice. He could hear the chime of the worn-down bell echo through the house, stirring nothing other than memories from his childhood. Andrew always kept a key to the house in case he ever returned. He turned the key in the rust-covered lock before twisting the nob to crack open the door. He made his way to his old bedroom and set down his belongings. The room was just as he'd left it, only covered in a  thin blanket of dust. Everything had been left unchanged. He checked the other rooms and the backyard to become certain that the house was truly empty. However, he had a nagging feeling of where to look for his brother.Â
He observed as his twin sliced through the lake water with ease. Just as he suspected, his brother still practiced at the same lake after all those years. Andrew had never been able to exhibit any talent when it came to swimming. After discovering his psychic abilities, he'd never found any adequate reason for him to learn how to swim well. He could propel himself through the water without moving a muscle as long as he focused on his destination. He made his way over to the lakeside and sat down with his feet dipped into the water. Pokemon swirled around his toes and glided through the water. Alex finally emerged from the water, but he didn't seem to notice his brother at all. Andrew almost laughed at how dissimilar he was to his twin. He liked to consider his brother to be one of the most unobservant people he knew. He, on the other hand, could notice someone approaching him anywhere within a fifty foot radius.Â
"You never cease to impress me, Alexander," he finally spoke to break the silence. Alex swerved around to face him with a startled expression plastered across his face. "I hope you don't mind, but I'll be staying here for a few days."
The few months following Cyrusâ return from the Distortion World saw some good progress, but still not enough headway for Cyrusâ liking. Sure, Cyrus had found some more loyal members from before and recruited some new ones as well with help from Mars and some of his other Grunts, but the Team was nothing at all like it had once been. Funds were always a concern now, and most of the supplies and technology Cyrus was using had been stolen or been bought with stolen money. Sure, this meant that Cyrus had to be even more careful to keep the law off of his trail, but he really didnât have any other options if he wanted to make any progress towards rebuilding his team.
Cyrus did have one thing going for him that he didnât have before, and that was the data he had collected about the Distortion World during his time there. Analyzing it, however, was a daunting, laborious task, and Cyrus was now focusing most of his time during that last few months doing so. Many sleepless nights were spent in an old building in Jubilife (not far from where Marsâ apartment was) compiling data and looking for patterns on a somewhat outdated, stolen computer.
'Even on vacation you're busy!'Â Alex complained as he slumped over the table. Andrew had been at home for three days and he had hardly taken the time to look up from his research. The truth was that the majority of the reason he had even taken a vacation was because he was itching to gain more information for his research. It just so happened that his very own hometown was where the residence of a particularly important individual who would be crucial to his investigation was located.Â
A few weeks back, he had received a call from the leader of the fallen Team Galactic. Although the group had terrorized citizens of his home region, Andrew had never known what exactly they did when he was younger since he had been traveling Unova at the time. Cyrus was experiencing problems in his health. He described that his symptoms had been worsening. He desperately needed medical attention.Â
After an hour or two more of staring at his computer screen analyzing his data far more than was necessary, the young doctor rose from his seat and shut this laptop. His twin looked up from his handheld game with a hopeful expression.Â
"I'm going to go see a patient," Andrew informed and watched as his brother's smile faded into a look of disappointment. "I'll be home in a few hours."Â
'Well, at least put on some clothes first, sicko,' his twin snorted as he returned to his game. Right. He had jumped straight into his research the minute he woke up. He couldn't even recall whether or not he had eaten breakfast.Â
After dressing himself, he slipped on his shoes and made his way out the door. He checked his case to make certain he had everything he would need in his possession.  He smiled. He was exited, but he really shouldn't have been. If anything, he should have been frightened. Why, he wondered, would he find visiting the evil mastermind behind Team Galactic interesting?
A half-crumpled piece of paper held Cyrus' apartment number scribbled in smudged ink. Andrew walked across the apartments until he finally reached an a number which matched the digits on his paper. He rang the doorbell and awaited a response. He wondered if the Galactic leader's illness was a result of staying in the Distortion World. Perhaps there was some sort of strange pathogen that resided there. Regardless of the source of Cyrus' poor health, Andrew was eager to learn more about the Distortion World.
Happy Birthday! Finally, nineteen years old. I really canât believe it! Youâre getting old and I seem to forget that whenever I find the time to watch you perform. Maybe itâs because youâre always going to be my five-year-old baby cousin we come to visit every month. Come and visit some time, birthday girl!Â
"Currently, I live in Castelia City here in the Unova region. However, I grew up in Jubilife City in the Sinnoh region and my family still resides in the region, so I spend most of my vacation time visiting them there."
"What do I think of myself? Well, Iâm proud of myself for being able to conquer my fears and accomplish my goals. I never thought Iâd be able to become who I am today, and for that Iâm grateful. However, I still donât feel like Iâve risen to my motherâs level, and I hope that one day I can become as wonderful as my mother was.â
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