Story Notes:
This story is set on EARTH. our earth, you and me earth. you get the idea.Pokemon copyrighted to nintendo, blah blah blahdy blah blah
Chapter 6
The Queensland Marsupial Research Laboratories was a bustle with activity this morning, unlike many other days when only a few scientists manned the workstations, as a new creature was being brought in for study. Granted, the creature was not alive, it was still fascinating to the people that such a creature had remained undiscovered. The local Veterinarians hadn't been able to identify its species and said they had no records of anything like it, thus, it had been brought in for an autopsy. Results would soon be announced and questions answered, and the conference hall was ripe with tension and excitement. Wildlife experts from all over Australia had flown in as the word soon spread of this new and exotic creature. The chatter adorning the hall soon fell as a young man, looking like he was fresh out of school, approached the podium. The tension could have been cut with a knife as he cleared his throat and began.
"Thank you all for coming to this conference, I know many want to know about this new creature and hopefully, what we have discovered will have some use in your fields. Unfortunately, Professor Chester couldn't be here today, so I will only be giving a very short summary of our findings. The rest you can find in the report which will be handed out at the end of this presentation." He said, the nervousness in his voice disappeared as he launched into his speech "The creature which was unidentifiable by local wildlife experts, has been discovered as a completely new species, and a very odd one at that. What we have found on the creature is completely new to us and the world of biological science, not only is it a new species, but it has a totally new cellular and genetic structure."
A slide showing photographs and drawings of the creature's body was projected onto the screen behind the man.
"The creature, as seen here, is very much similar to an echidna in looks. However, it possesses these three raised bumps of flesh on the back of its neck. These bumps are actually glands which produce a highly flammable biological substance, which the creature can propel from its mouth. When the substance travels through the throat, the saliva of the creature acts as a catalyst, beginning a reaction which sets the material alight. Thus, it has the ability to use a flame thrower sort of mechanism in self defence, it really is quite amazing"
Murmurs and whispers ran through the crowd as he paused for effect. This all sounded like a big hoax, but projector was currently showing the make-up of the various chemicals in the process and how it all fit together, making it very hard to argue against.
"The genetic structure of the creature is very unusual as well, in the fact that it is unstable. The genes are able to adapt to many foreign genomes and transform them into its own, with only slight traces of the foreign one, and remain completely operational. We theorise at this point, that the creature is able to interbreed naturally and remain the same, thus the reason it has been so unknown. The DNA also is very erratic in growth, as the creature seems to grow from one stage of its life to another in a very short time span, estimated at only a few minutes."
This really got the crowd going. Chattering and exchanging ideas quickly about what they could do with all this new data.
"We don't know if this affects the survival of the creature, as such a sudden change in the body of another animal would cause the body to enter a state of shock and quickly die. But assuming it could survive this accelerated growth, it would play a large part in treating many animal and human diseases and disorders."
He sighed as the crowd's voices escalated over his, thankful this would only be a short lecture.
Michael had placed Melody's painting above the bed, giving a burst of colour to the otherwise dull room. He looked out the bedroom window, wondering how all this could have happened in such a short time, was there even a reason behind it? Or was it all random, as will had described. Currently, will was down in the field again, examining the area for invisible forces Michael couldn't begin to comprehend. His mind wandered through various thoughts, like his head was running through a maze of pictures, trying to find the one that meant something. His mind eventually drew back to the thought of melody. He knew he should consider himself lucky to have her, and to have her return his feelings also, but he wondered if she had a purpose being sent here. She wasn't aware of any reason she would be sent here, and just wanted to get home.
"Home..." Michael sighed "Home is where the heart is..."
But his heart belonged to melody. When she left, would be left too? Forced to wander forever without a home? He would hate to see her leave, it would be like other relationships he had been in, but they would both feel the pain, making the pain even greater. If he stayed here, he would lose her forever. But if he followed her, they would be in a new world, where their feelings would be taboo. As he was thinking, he felt two light arms wrap around his midsection, a calm voice ran through his head"
"You're worrying about something" she said "I can tell"
Michael smiled lightly, putting an arm over her shoulder.
"Just thinking about the future" He said "It's hard not to"
"I wouldn't worry about it too much" she said
"Aren't you the one who told me to watch the future?" he asked, amusement in his voice
"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can enjoy the present" she said happily
"I suppose that's true" Michael replied, both of them laughing as they watched Will begin panicking after one of his machines began smoking. Maybe this would all we okay, as long as they had each other.
Thankfully, will had stopped the machine from bursting into flame by the time melody and Michael had gotten to him. He chuckled sheepishly as they approached, the smell of plastic fuelled smoked about him
"What happened there?" Michael asked, the machines plastic shell was slightly melted.
"I'm not sure but I think I might have pressed it too hard with the calculations I was trying to make" He said, moving overt to another machine with a small green monitor. The machine ticked slightly, a graph on the monitor showing measurements of whatever will was working on.
"I can repair it later, but I was trying to match any pattern in the tachyon levels" He said
Melody frowned slightly, she didn't understand much of Wills science, but she knew that those tachyons measured the strength of the gate back home.
"Is there anything wrong with them?" she asked
"Not really, they fluctuate, but it's just natural for them to do that" Will said, tapping various keys on the machine, adjusting the settings. "But I did find something interesting about you, melody"
Michael and melody look at him, perplexed. Something about melody...was she the cause, the solution, a piece of the puzzle?
"From what I know, after consulting various...video game guides" He said, the words 'video game guides' came out begrudgingly with a groan "Your species is psychic and able to use telekinesis, am I right?"
"That's right" she said, warily.
"If you can move everyday objects like a rock or a chair, then maybe you can move very tiny objects" he said, a grin growing on his face
"What are you getting at?" Michael asked, previous history showing that when Will got excited, he was usually onto something. Will's smile increased
"Atoms, matter, tiny quantum particles that often move in a chaotic manner" He explained "If melody can move them, then she might be able to increase the crack in space, to the point that the amount of energy escaping through it causes a wormhole to be forced open"
Melody seemed intrigued by this proposal. Hope and happiness bounded in her mind, but through the connection, Michael could feel sadness deeper than those surface emotions. Michael wondered if he was the root of that, that she too didn't want to leave. Melody answered slowly
"I could try it, but I'm not used to moving something that small" she said, Will quickly reset some of the equipment, focusing what looked like a large black metal plate at the area where the crack was supposed to exist, then giving the go ahead to her. Melody sat down on the flattened wheat and closed her eyes. A faint outline of blue appeared around her body as she focused her psychic powers. As she sat, she searched for them, those tiny particles that were the trail home. Michael was surprised when he suddenly felt his perception grow deeper, his vision was the same, but he could see so much more. It was like the world just became crisper and more defined. Maybe it was the mental link; she was sorting through objects that were getting smaller and smaller, increasing her perception more and more. Her face slightly distorted as she focused more, straining herself to see what she looked for.
"There's too many" she said, Will didn't hear her, but Michael did, the words were only in her own mind "I can't tell which are which"
"Try looking for ones that are moving faster than the rest" Michael said "That crack is like a leak in a water pipe, they should be being forced out at a higher speed"
Melody strained harder, Michael felt it too. Now, not only could he see small blue dots of the nitrogen and oxygen in the air around him, but he could hear their vibrations as they moved. It was a static like noise that became clearer as she focused more. Melody found them, the particles which were being spewed out of a small crack in space, from her world. But by now, she was hearing so much noise it was almost impossible to concentrate. Her breathing was laboured as the various high and low pitched noises droned in her head; it was painful to hear such things. Michael was feeling slightly less than her, the noise had increased but he didn't feel pain, he heard all various pitches of sound, from bass to tenor, it all came together in a never certain tune.
"The music of the spheres..." Michael thought o himself. But he was pulled from that thought as Melody's emotions spiked. She was trying to pull open more particles through the crack, increasing its size. But as he did so, the noise in her head got worse. She was on the edge of collapse as she tried harder to open a gate; it felt as if her head was full of stinging bees, growing more painful with each second. But she couldn't stop now, she could feel it the crack growing, it was all she had. She was vaguely aware of someone calling her, slightly shaking her body; it was hard to hear anything now. She was growing faint from pain, like if she continued any more, she might as well merge with space itself. But suddenly one voice struck above the sound, it was clear in her fogged head, like a direct line to her mind.
"Wake up!" it yelled "you can stop now melody! Come on, please just come back...we'll find another way...please...don't leave...."
She weakly tried to reach out to it. It was far away, and the world seemed so much mellower now, like she could just close her eyes and forget everything. Just close her eyes, and fall into the black abyss she was standing at the edge of. She was about to do so, when it felt like something pulled her back, away from the blackness. As she was railed in, she saw the world become bigger, from those tiny particles to water on the ground to blades of wheat swaying softly in the wind. The voice was still far off, but it was closer, like she had been pulled upwards out of a river. She watched the wheat sway in the wind, she was so tired, feeling the warmth of the earth and two arms cradling her head. She tried to say something, but her words could not flow as she fell into a blissful sleep.
Michael watched as she fell limp into his arms, her thoughts were still present; Michael silently breathed a shuddering relived breath. She wasn't lost or dead, but he felt her fatigue, she must have used a lot of energy. Will said nothing; even he knew this probably wasn't the time for discussing the events. Instead he silently shut down some of the machines and helped Michael back to the house. Michael laid melody in the bed, gently adjusting the covers. He pulled up a wooden chair and sat by her, it was hours before he moved from his silent gazing. Placing his head in his hands he muttered one word, filled with loss and guilt
"Dammit"
He sat there for the whole night, never moving from his spot, funny what love could do to a person. It was a force that was a polar opposite in itself. It could create something beautiful and destroy it the same. It could make a person care for themselves, or let them rot for the need of others. It was something that man never could see or solve something that was distorted so much and shrouded in so much controversy, that it shouldn't exist. It was impossible. Yet here it was, wasting a man away in a cold wooden chair. It was like melody was, impossible, yet existent. A personification of love? Maybe, but for now she was all he had in life. It was his curse and his strength, that she was his only one that he could love back, but strengthened him in doing so.
It was only when melody stirred, he moved, he had fallen into a light doze, one that provided him no real rest. His head was lying on the side of the bed as melody slowly tried to sit up, she propped herself up against the headboard of the bed, looking over at Michael. Words weren't needed to tell how he felt. She gently stroked his course, brown hair; trying to calm him.
"I thought I'd lost you" he said, hoarsely. "You started to scream in pain, rolling around on the ground. I thought you were going to die"
Melody looked down slightly
"I think I was about to, It felt like I was standing on the edge of an endless cliff." She said "but then something pulled e back, like a hand on my shoulder, and I woke up with you"
Michael looked up at her
"I tried to reach out to you, I don't know how, but I tried to reach you through that mental link""Michael said, letting out shuddering breath "Please don't try anything like that again"
"But did it work?" She asked quietly
"Quite well, actually" Said a familiar voice. She looked over to see will was standing in the doorway, balancing his laptop in one hand. How long he had been there was anyone's guess. He set his laptop on the dresser and turned to them.
"The tachyon levels jumped soon after you started. There wasn't enough energy to create a wormhole but the crack has widened substantially, it's emitting more energy now than it ever has. If she tries again, she might be able to succeed"
"No" was Michal curt response "I am not going to let her be put in that danger again"
"Michael...if I don't-" Melody as cut off
"We can find another way" he said, voice strong but not raised "I don't want to losing you again, I might not be able to pull you back this time"
She felt the determination emanating off him, but he was hiding something, some deep down emotion that ran stronger than his determination. It was as if...
"Michael.." she said quietly "is it really because you fear for me, or because you don't want me to leave?"
He faltered slightly upon hearing this, she was his only person who kept him company and that he enjoyed having around, it hadn't been his intent but maybe it was unknown to him. It seemed selfish, even to him, but such a feeling was dulled by the love he felt for her.
"I..." Michael began, trying to formulate an answer that could defend him, but in the end it just collapsed into one long and tired sigh. Checkmate, he was beaten, his plan unveiled even if he was unaware of the plan originally.. Melody was hard to read as he looked into her eyes, sadness maybe? Betrayal? Even the mental link offered no help as she shielded her thoughts.
Their talk was interrupted by a high pitched beeping noise coming from Wills laptop. He quickly turned the screen around and looked over the data. He paled slightly as she realised what it was.
Oh no..." he croaked
"What is it?" melody asked, rather urgently
"The tachyon levels have dropped...completely" he said slowly "They're gone, nothing at all"
"It's gone!?" Michael yelled
"Y...yes" he said "I...I have no idea how, though, it's not like something to just disappear like that, even in the quantum world"
There was a crack of lightning outside the window, illuminating the dark room for a split second. None of them realised how stormy it had gotten. Dark clouds rushed over the sky, being propelled by the savage wind. It was a strong and black storm, the likes of which Michael had never seen before. He moved over to the windows, pulling back the curtains completely. The moment he did, everyone gasped at what they saw. Large black clouds being sucked towards a huge blue glowing sphere, wind screaming as it as devoured, lightning flashing all around. Orange light fuelled by flames, rose in the distance giving the whole scene a contrasting and terrifying quality. Things were being sucked into the giant sphere and other blown back out. Debris was falling everywhere, being carried by the wind. A large chunk of concrete sent a small shock thought the house as it thumped onto the wheat field, a few other things raining down behind it. One of which, Michael could swear looked like a pokeball. It was a giant portal. Hovering over the land, sucking in anything it could find. If this was happening here, no doubt there would be just as much turmoil in Melody's world. The whole storm showed no signs of stopping as they stood before the window, mouths agape.
"There's your problem" Michael responded
"Thank you all for coming to this conference, I know many want to know about this new creature and hopefully, what we have discovered will have some use in your fields. Unfortunately, Professor Chester couldn't be here today, so I will only be giving a very short summary of our findings. The rest you can find in the report which will be handed out at the end of this presentation." He said, the nervousness in his voice disappeared as he launched into his speech "The creature which was unidentifiable by local wildlife experts, has been discovered as a completely new species, and a very odd one at that. What we have found on the creature is completely new to us and the world of biological science, not only is it a new species, but it has a totally new cellular and genetic structure."
A slide showing photographs and drawings of the creature's body was projected onto the screen behind the man.
"The creature, as seen here, is very much similar to an echidna in looks. However, it possesses these three raised bumps of flesh on the back of its neck. These bumps are actually glands which produce a highly flammable biological substance, which the creature can propel from its mouth. When the substance travels through the throat, the saliva of the creature acts as a catalyst, beginning a reaction which sets the material alight. Thus, it has the ability to use a flame thrower sort of mechanism in self defence, it really is quite amazing"
Murmurs and whispers ran through the crowd as he paused for effect. This all sounded like a big hoax, but projector was currently showing the make-up of the various chemicals in the process and how it all fit together, making it very hard to argue against.
"The genetic structure of the creature is very unusual as well, in the fact that it is unstable. The genes are able to adapt to many foreign genomes and transform them into its own, with only slight traces of the foreign one, and remain completely operational. We theorise at this point, that the creature is able to interbreed naturally and remain the same, thus the reason it has been so unknown. The DNA also is very erratic in growth, as the creature seems to grow from one stage of its life to another in a very short time span, estimated at only a few minutes."
This really got the crowd going. Chattering and exchanging ideas quickly about what they could do with all this new data.
"We don't know if this affects the survival of the creature, as such a sudden change in the body of another animal would cause the body to enter a state of shock and quickly die. But assuming it could survive this accelerated growth, it would play a large part in treating many animal and human diseases and disorders."
He sighed as the crowd's voices escalated over his, thankful this would only be a short lecture.
Michael had placed Melody's painting above the bed, giving a burst of colour to the otherwise dull room. He looked out the bedroom window, wondering how all this could have happened in such a short time, was there even a reason behind it? Or was it all random, as will had described. Currently, will was down in the field again, examining the area for invisible forces Michael couldn't begin to comprehend. His mind wandered through various thoughts, like his head was running through a maze of pictures, trying to find the one that meant something. His mind eventually drew back to the thought of melody. He knew he should consider himself lucky to have her, and to have her return his feelings also, but he wondered if she had a purpose being sent here. She wasn't aware of any reason she would be sent here, and just wanted to get home.
"Home..." Michael sighed "Home is where the heart is..."
But his heart belonged to melody. When she left, would be left too? Forced to wander forever without a home? He would hate to see her leave, it would be like other relationships he had been in, but they would both feel the pain, making the pain even greater. If he stayed here, he would lose her forever. But if he followed her, they would be in a new world, where their feelings would be taboo. As he was thinking, he felt two light arms wrap around his midsection, a calm voice ran through his head"
"You're worrying about something" she said "I can tell"
Michael smiled lightly, putting an arm over her shoulder.
"Just thinking about the future" He said "It's hard not to"
"I wouldn't worry about it too much" she said
"Aren't you the one who told me to watch the future?" he asked, amusement in his voice
"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can enjoy the present" she said happily
"I suppose that's true" Michael replied, both of them laughing as they watched Will begin panicking after one of his machines began smoking. Maybe this would all we okay, as long as they had each other.
Thankfully, will had stopped the machine from bursting into flame by the time melody and Michael had gotten to him. He chuckled sheepishly as they approached, the smell of plastic fuelled smoked about him
"What happened there?" Michael asked, the machines plastic shell was slightly melted.
"I'm not sure but I think I might have pressed it too hard with the calculations I was trying to make" He said, moving overt to another machine with a small green monitor. The machine ticked slightly, a graph on the monitor showing measurements of whatever will was working on.
"I can repair it later, but I was trying to match any pattern in the tachyon levels" He said
Melody frowned slightly, she didn't understand much of Wills science, but she knew that those tachyons measured the strength of the gate back home.
"Is there anything wrong with them?" she asked
"Not really, they fluctuate, but it's just natural for them to do that" Will said, tapping various keys on the machine, adjusting the settings. "But I did find something interesting about you, melody"
Michael and melody look at him, perplexed. Something about melody...was she the cause, the solution, a piece of the puzzle?
"From what I know, after consulting various...video game guides" He said, the words 'video game guides' came out begrudgingly with a groan "Your species is psychic and able to use telekinesis, am I right?"
"That's right" she said, warily.
"If you can move everyday objects like a rock or a chair, then maybe you can move very tiny objects" he said, a grin growing on his face
"What are you getting at?" Michael asked, previous history showing that when Will got excited, he was usually onto something. Will's smile increased
"Atoms, matter, tiny quantum particles that often move in a chaotic manner" He explained "If melody can move them, then she might be able to increase the crack in space, to the point that the amount of energy escaping through it causes a wormhole to be forced open"
Melody seemed intrigued by this proposal. Hope and happiness bounded in her mind, but through the connection, Michael could feel sadness deeper than those surface emotions. Michael wondered if he was the root of that, that she too didn't want to leave. Melody answered slowly
"I could try it, but I'm not used to moving something that small" she said, Will quickly reset some of the equipment, focusing what looked like a large black metal plate at the area where the crack was supposed to exist, then giving the go ahead to her. Melody sat down on the flattened wheat and closed her eyes. A faint outline of blue appeared around her body as she focused her psychic powers. As she sat, she searched for them, those tiny particles that were the trail home. Michael was surprised when he suddenly felt his perception grow deeper, his vision was the same, but he could see so much more. It was like the world just became crisper and more defined. Maybe it was the mental link; she was sorting through objects that were getting smaller and smaller, increasing her perception more and more. Her face slightly distorted as she focused more, straining herself to see what she looked for.
"There's too many" she said, Will didn't hear her, but Michael did, the words were only in her own mind "I can't tell which are which"
"Try looking for ones that are moving faster than the rest" Michael said "That crack is like a leak in a water pipe, they should be being forced out at a higher speed"
Melody strained harder, Michael felt it too. Now, not only could he see small blue dots of the nitrogen and oxygen in the air around him, but he could hear their vibrations as they moved. It was a static like noise that became clearer as she focused more. Melody found them, the particles which were being spewed out of a small crack in space, from her world. But by now, she was hearing so much noise it was almost impossible to concentrate. Her breathing was laboured as the various high and low pitched noises droned in her head; it was painful to hear such things. Michael was feeling slightly less than her, the noise had increased but he didn't feel pain, he heard all various pitches of sound, from bass to tenor, it all came together in a never certain tune.
"The music of the spheres..." Michael thought o himself. But he was pulled from that thought as Melody's emotions spiked. She was trying to pull open more particles through the crack, increasing its size. But as he did so, the noise in her head got worse. She was on the edge of collapse as she tried harder to open a gate; it felt as if her head was full of stinging bees, growing more painful with each second. But she couldn't stop now, she could feel it the crack growing, it was all she had. She was vaguely aware of someone calling her, slightly shaking her body; it was hard to hear anything now. She was growing faint from pain, like if she continued any more, she might as well merge with space itself. But suddenly one voice struck above the sound, it was clear in her fogged head, like a direct line to her mind.
"Wake up!" it yelled "you can stop now melody! Come on, please just come back...we'll find another way...please...don't leave...."
She weakly tried to reach out to it. It was far away, and the world seemed so much mellower now, like she could just close her eyes and forget everything. Just close her eyes, and fall into the black abyss she was standing at the edge of. She was about to do so, when it felt like something pulled her back, away from the blackness. As she was railed in, she saw the world become bigger, from those tiny particles to water on the ground to blades of wheat swaying softly in the wind. The voice was still far off, but it was closer, like she had been pulled upwards out of a river. She watched the wheat sway in the wind, she was so tired, feeling the warmth of the earth and two arms cradling her head. She tried to say something, but her words could not flow as she fell into a blissful sleep.
Michael watched as she fell limp into his arms, her thoughts were still present; Michael silently breathed a shuddering relived breath. She wasn't lost or dead, but he felt her fatigue, she must have used a lot of energy. Will said nothing; even he knew this probably wasn't the time for discussing the events. Instead he silently shut down some of the machines and helped Michael back to the house. Michael laid melody in the bed, gently adjusting the covers. He pulled up a wooden chair and sat by her, it was hours before he moved from his silent gazing. Placing his head in his hands he muttered one word, filled with loss and guilt
"Dammit"
He sat there for the whole night, never moving from his spot, funny what love could do to a person. It was a force that was a polar opposite in itself. It could create something beautiful and destroy it the same. It could make a person care for themselves, or let them rot for the need of others. It was something that man never could see or solve something that was distorted so much and shrouded in so much controversy, that it shouldn't exist. It was impossible. Yet here it was, wasting a man away in a cold wooden chair. It was like melody was, impossible, yet existent. A personification of love? Maybe, but for now she was all he had in life. It was his curse and his strength, that she was his only one that he could love back, but strengthened him in doing so.
It was only when melody stirred, he moved, he had fallen into a light doze, one that provided him no real rest. His head was lying on the side of the bed as melody slowly tried to sit up, she propped herself up against the headboard of the bed, looking over at Michael. Words weren't needed to tell how he felt. She gently stroked his course, brown hair; trying to calm him.
"I thought I'd lost you" he said, hoarsely. "You started to scream in pain, rolling around on the ground. I thought you were going to die"
Melody looked down slightly
"I think I was about to, It felt like I was standing on the edge of an endless cliff." She said "but then something pulled e back, like a hand on my shoulder, and I woke up with you"
Michael looked up at her
"I tried to reach out to you, I don't know how, but I tried to reach you through that mental link""Michael said, letting out shuddering breath "Please don't try anything like that again"
"But did it work?" She asked quietly
"Quite well, actually" Said a familiar voice. She looked over to see will was standing in the doorway, balancing his laptop in one hand. How long he had been there was anyone's guess. He set his laptop on the dresser and turned to them.
"The tachyon levels jumped soon after you started. There wasn't enough energy to create a wormhole but the crack has widened substantially, it's emitting more energy now than it ever has. If she tries again, she might be able to succeed"
"No" was Michal curt response "I am not going to let her be put in that danger again"
"Michael...if I don't-" Melody as cut off
"We can find another way" he said, voice strong but not raised "I don't want to losing you again, I might not be able to pull you back this time"
She felt the determination emanating off him, but he was hiding something, some deep down emotion that ran stronger than his determination. It was as if...
"Michael.." she said quietly "is it really because you fear for me, or because you don't want me to leave?"
He faltered slightly upon hearing this, she was his only person who kept him company and that he enjoyed having around, it hadn't been his intent but maybe it was unknown to him. It seemed selfish, even to him, but such a feeling was dulled by the love he felt for her.
"I..." Michael began, trying to formulate an answer that could defend him, but in the end it just collapsed into one long and tired sigh. Checkmate, he was beaten, his plan unveiled even if he was unaware of the plan originally.. Melody was hard to read as he looked into her eyes, sadness maybe? Betrayal? Even the mental link offered no help as she shielded her thoughts.
Their talk was interrupted by a high pitched beeping noise coming from Wills laptop. He quickly turned the screen around and looked over the data. He paled slightly as she realised what it was.
Oh no..." he croaked
"What is it?" melody asked, rather urgently
"The tachyon levels have dropped...completely" he said slowly "They're gone, nothing at all"
"It's gone!?" Michael yelled
"Y...yes" he said "I...I have no idea how, though, it's not like something to just disappear like that, even in the quantum world"
There was a crack of lightning outside the window, illuminating the dark room for a split second. None of them realised how stormy it had gotten. Dark clouds rushed over the sky, being propelled by the savage wind. It was a strong and black storm, the likes of which Michael had never seen before. He moved over to the windows, pulling back the curtains completely. The moment he did, everyone gasped at what they saw. Large black clouds being sucked towards a huge blue glowing sphere, wind screaming as it as devoured, lightning flashing all around. Orange light fuelled by flames, rose in the distance giving the whole scene a contrasting and terrifying quality. Things were being sucked into the giant sphere and other blown back out. Debris was falling everywhere, being carried by the wind. A large chunk of concrete sent a small shock thought the house as it thumped onto the wheat field, a few other things raining down behind it. One of which, Michael could swear looked like a pokeball. It was a giant portal. Hovering over the land, sucking in anything it could find. If this was happening here, no doubt there would be just as much turmoil in Melody's world. The whole storm showed no signs of stopping as they stood before the window, mouths agape.
"There's your problem" Michael responded