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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Chapter 11: Espionage

Gladion wished he could say that finding the flutes was difficult.

In an ideal situation they would’ve been tucked away under lock and key. A hidden location, a secured vault, something with an alarm or trigger that would symbolize some sort of desire to hide away the villainous pretense their mother had.

But no.

Instead both flutes hung on the wall over the mantel. Merely decorative and taunting; all of the misdoings had warning signs, all of it under their noses.

“Lillie, how long did you know?”

His sister doesn’t response for the first few seconds as she gingerly reaches towards the items—-they weren’t even out of reach.

“About what I brought up earlier? I mean you’re not that hard to read big brother it’s written all over your face when Moon appe—“

Gladion clears his throat, his cold glare bringing a smirk to Lillie’s face-— he knew she was trying to lighten up the mood, but that was a topic for another time.

A time that didn’t involve the fate of the region.

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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Chapter 10: Communication

Sibling dynamics were a mysterious thing.

Because the girl, presumably Lillie, stood there smugly as Gladion went off. Shouts about her safety, her education, her priorities loudly reverberated in the lab, much to the surprise of the assistants nearby. Professor Burnet stands, capturing Moon and Rotom’s attention, as she beckons them to follow her to a cabinet a few feet away. Moon follows suit, understanding that it wasn’t their place to get involved in family drama, but also knowing that behind all his harsh words was simply a concerned brother.

And it seemed Lillie not only knew this, but was used to it. Her own responses unapologetic and curt until she decided it was time for her to get her own say.

“Is that really how you welcome me back to Alola, Gladion?”

“It’s not safe here!,” Gladion emphasizes once more, ignoring the furrow in her brow as she places her hands on her hips in a huff.

“You expect me to sit around in Kalos when all over the news I see destruction and chaos happening in my own home region? And at the fault of our own mother to boot?”

Gladion tries to retort, but he isn’t given a chance as Lillie continues her own tirade.

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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Note: I advise you re-read from the beginning. I’ve spent the last month re-writing to close up plot holes and to just make everything better :)

Chapter 9: Reconnaissance

It takes every inch of restraint for Moon to not forcibly wipe the smirk off his face so instead, she decides to lets go of his collar forcing a yelp to escape his lips as his chin hits the floor with a notable thump. Her hands run through her hair in aggravation, she needed Rotom here to go through the proper protocol, but with a blaring alarm, a haughty man, and a Pokemon she couldn’t control she knew she was in a bit of a situation.

A chuckle brings Moon’s attention back to Faba.  “You’re clever for squirming your way into Aether.”

Her eyes narrow at the man, unsure of where he was going with that comment. “Faking to be an employee in enemy’s base? That takes cunning” his voice was curious, but full of malicious intent. “So what are you really? A Police? A Detective?”

That was enough out of him.

“Shut up,” Moon says sharply when she hears the door pull open and a red blur pass by her in an instant.

“Moon are you oka--”

“A fire alarm, really Agent?!” Rotom’s scream overshadows Gladion’s question until both of them notice the destroyed machine, the pinned down man, and an irritated Moon.  But as they stood there dumbfounded, Moon finds it in herself to scoff at the situation. Her index finger taps Rotom on the screen as a smirk replaces the irritation.

“Seems like we finally have a lead, Rotom.”

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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Chapter 8: Offsite

“Agent Moon do you remember what I warned you about at training?” Anabel suddenly asks from utop the Charizard.

Moon, not wanting to mess up again, starts thinking deeply about what answer Anabel wanted to hear. Protect your identity no matter what? The IP picks missions based on human and Pokemon protection? Don’t use violence and force unless necessary?

But the beat that passes makes Anabel’s lips form into a thin line, before she answers her own question.

“Emotions in this line of work will get you killed.”

Her scrutinizing stare makes Moon grow increasingly nervous as she responds with a silent, understanding nod.

“Just thought you needed the reminder; I look forward to your report.”

Anabel’s words, undoubtedly, struck a chord with Moon since the first time she told her as a new recruit. That very phrase has been taught, uttered, and yelled at her through her entire time in training. It was the golden rule, if not one of them, and Moon understood that it was there to protect the lives of the people in the force and to assure successful missions.

But Anabel wouldn’t sternly remind her if it was just about keeping a level head on the field.

No.

Rookie or not, she knew Moon ultimately could do that when it mattered.

What she didn’t know was how Moon would handle a situation with several lives on the line. If she panicked during a simple outing, who was she to say that Moon wouldn’t sacrifice herself, or worse, the mission for someone else?

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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Chapter 7: Floater

With looming revelation of Lusamine’s increasing strength, Moon knew that the mission was switching over to a new phase; except this time, it was moving forward without her. Moon’s chair scrapes the plywood floors as she pushes herself out of it. Her eyes downcast as she places her hands on the edge of the table; a small sense of stability in this mess.

Everyone gazes at her, waiting for her to fill in the silence.

“We can’t just sit here like Psyducks when it’s confirmed that something bad is going to happen in a matter of days--if not hours,” Moon tries to say sternly, but a shaky voice and downcast eyes proved that she was fully aware of what was coming next. “I know the team will be changing,” her eyes lift to look at everyone with a forced smile, “but if there’s anything else you need me to report please let me before sending me off to--” her shoulders slump, her smile faltering ever so slightly as Looker clears his throat interrupting the young girl.

“There’s no need for that,” his voice forces Moon to listen. “We’re not letting you go from the force, Agent.”

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Operation: Alola [Gladion x Moon]

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Chapter 6: Knockout

Poor precious Moon, given a mission too big for her to reach. An amateur bound to mess up, and given the circumstances he stumbled upon Sun felt it was up to him to fill in the dumbfounded silence with some needed action. He smirks as he snaps his fingers. The silent two now shifting their focus to see him beckoning the Pokemon towards him.  “You two wait here. Rotom, come with me to scan the area,” he demands before walking away from them. The rookie and the President could wait.

Rotom unwillingly follows along, the annoyed look on his face not going unnoticed by Moon. She clenches her jaw as she watches Sun disappear into the route. Moon kicks a small pebble on the ground with a small groan. “Shit…” Moon murmurs under her breath as soon as she thinks he’s out of hearing range. The blonde had no verbal reaction, but Type: Null sensed his trainer’s unease and let out a low growl in the direction of the stranger.

“Moon, what the fuck is going on?” Gladion says in a stressed, but hushed tone. “Who the hell is he?!”

“My supervisor,” Moon mumbles without a moment’s hesitation.

Gladion’s eyebrows furrow.

“I swear in Arceus’ name what kind of vague answer is tha–”

“You’re not the only one with questions here, President,” Moon spits out, his face indicating no surprise, but his lips form a tight line. It was true. They both had questions to ask and answers to give, but as soon as the sentence left her lips she regretted it.

Her facial expression grows sullen, unsure if she should apologize. He shifts his gaze away from her and towards the newcomer and Rotom. He doesn’t utter a word, his face unreadable as always.

So much for changed dynamic.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/?

Moon, a new force of the International Police, has three main assignments. 1. Infiltrate the Aether Foundation 2. Gather information on the wormholes, corrupted z-crystals, and Ultra Beast and 3. Capture Lusamine.

But no one warned her about the brand new President.

SO I’VE BEEN FLOODING UP THE LONASHIPPING TAG WITH THIS STORY FOR A WHILE BUT I REALIZED I’VE NEVER SHARED THE AO3 LINK BEFORE. 

 It’s been my fav thing to write since YCOT, but I highkey think this is more interesting.... :)