Pokemon: A New Path-The Hoenn incident breaks out[468]

BOOM!

Metagross' powerful arm slammed into Camerupt with a thunderous impact.

The Fire/Ground-type Pokémon let out a pained cry as it collapsed onto the rocky terrain, gasping heavily.

Steven Stone furrowed his brows as he gazed at the defeated Maxie, his voice steady yet firm.

"That's the end of the line."

Maxie clenched his fists, his face twisted with frustration and disbelief.

"No! How could this happen?! I made it this far… How can I fall here?!"

His gaze darted downward, locking onto the meteorite he held tightly in his arms. Though his plan to steal the Red Orb had failed, this meteorite—excavated from Meteor Falls by Team Magma—was his final trump card.

Meteorites, remnants of celestial bodies that had once crashed into the earth, carried immense power.

"If I throw this into the magma… Groudon will awaken for sure!"

Without hesitation, Maxie hurled the meteorite into the seething pool of lava below.

Steven's eyes widened in alarm. "No—!"

But it was already too late.

The moment the meteorite plunged into the molten depths, a massive reaction erupted within the volcano. Energy surged wildly, igniting a violent explosion that sent waves of lava bursting upward like a boiling cauldron.

The searing heat filled the chamber, and glowing embers rained down like fireflies. The ground trembled beneath them as the volcano rumbled ominously, sending thick plumes of smoke billowing into the air.

Steven braced himself as he felt the intensity of the eruption—and then he noticed something else.

Something far more terrifying.

The massive Pokémon that had been lying dormant in the lava had opened its eyes.

A pair of golden pupils, filled with an ancient and overwhelming presence, stared down at the world. Magma surged around its body, flowing like molten armor. And then—

ROOOOOOAAAAARRRRR!!!

A deep, guttural roar echoed through the chamber, shaking the very foundations of the volcano. The sheer force of it sent shockwaves rippling outward, making the earth tremble beneath their feet.

Steven's expression hardened. "Metagross, be ready!"

Metagross extended its arms, steel gleaming as it readied itself for battle.

Maxie, however, was beside himself with excitement. His voice trembled as he took a step forward.

"Groudon… You've finally awakened! It was I who freed you from your slumber!"

But before he could say another word—

BOOM!

A deafening roar erupted once again. This time, the entire volcano began to shake violently.

Large boulders broke loose from the cavern walls, crashing down around them. One massive rock landed just inches away from Steven, narrowly missing him.

Maxie lost his balance and fell backward in shock.

Steven, along with Metagross, quickly moved to dodge the falling debris. As he regained his footing, his eyes darted toward the lava pit.

But Groudon was gone.

A chill ran down his spine.

'The ancient legend of Hoenn… was about to come true.'

At this moment, nothing else mattered—not Team Magma, not Maxie.

Steven immediately leaped onto his Skarmory's back and took off into the sky, soaring out of the collapsing volcano. As he ascended, he pulled out his Rotom Phone and urgently contacted the Hoenn Pokémon League.

Meanwhile, in the Seafloor Cavern.

The deep, still waters that had remained undisturbed for centuries began to stir.

The moment Groudon awakened, Kyogre, deep within its slumber in the Seafloor Cavern, suddenly stirred.

As if sensing an ancient rival's presence, Kyogre's piercing red eyes snapped open, and an overwhelming pressure swept through the cavern.

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

Several Team Aqua grunts, startled by the surge of power, scrambled to report to their leader.

"Boss! Boss—Kyogre is waking up!"

Archie, who had been locked in battle with Wallace, spun around, his expression darkening in shock.

"What?! But it was supposed to be dormant!"

Wallace scoffed, his lips curving into a slight smirk as he signaled Milotic to launch an Aqua Tail toward Archie's Sharpedo.

"It was sleeping, not dead."

The elegant Milotic whipped its tail with incredible force, sending a crashing wave that struck Sharpedo head-on.

At the same moment, Kyogre, no longer interested in the humans who had disturbed its lair, turned away.

It ignored them entirely.

Instead, the Legendary Pokémon of the Seas swam forward, ascending rapidly toward the ocean's surface.

Because it could sense it—Groudon was on the move. And Groudon was trying to expand its domain.

Kyogre would not allow that.

...

Hoenn Region – Rustboro City

The first raindrops began to fall.

Light droplets pattered against the pavement, dampening the streets. The sudden downpour caught the city's residents off guard.

Trainers walking along the roads, young children enjoying ice cream, and office workers carrying briefcases all hurried for cover under storefront awnings.

A businessman, adjusting his wet suit jacket, shook off the moisture from his briefcase and muttered,

"Really? The weather forecast said it was supposed to be a sunny day…"

But the rain didn't stop. Instead, it intensified.

Dark clouds thickened, blanketing the sky. The air grew heavy, charged with an eerie pressure that sent a shiver down people's spines.

Nearby, a young trainer suddenly gasped and pointed at the sky.

"Look up!"

The businessman followed his gaze and froze in place.

Above them, the once bright and clear sky had transformed. A thick, churning storm front loomed overhead, twisting ominously, as if something immensely powerful was about to emerge.

The rain pounded harder. Within minutes, the city of Rustboro and its neighboring towns were submerged under an unrelenting downpour.

But while Rustboro drowned in torrential rain, the scene in Lavaridge Town was entirely different.

Lavaridge Town

The air grew unbearably hot.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, growing brighter, fiercer—until it was almost blinding.

The temperature skyrocketed. The earth cracked beneath the relentless heat, and mirages shimmered over the rooftops.

Even seasoned trainers, accustomed to harsh conditions, began to suffer from heat exhaustion.

Across Hoenn, the contrast of raging storms and suffocating heatwaves became impossible to ignore. Two extreme forces of nature clashed—unseen, yet their presence was felt in every city, town, and route.

Panic quickly spread.

The Gym Leaders, recognizing the crisis at hand, immediately took action, organizing both trainers and Pokémon to evacuate civilians to safety.

Hoenn's Weather Institute – Crisis Monitoring

Inside the Weather Institute, a tense silence filled the room.

Over twenty researchers sat at their stations, eyes glued to their computer screens, analyzing the chaotic weather patterns sweeping through Hoenn.

Their hands moved quickly across keyboards, entering data, cross-referencing radar reports, and tracking the movement of the unnatural storm systems.

The only sound in the room was the furious tapping of keys and the occasional hum of machines processing new satellite images.

At the back of the control room, senior meteorologists stood silently, their faces grim as they observed the rapidly fluctuating climate conditions on the monitors.

Suddenly, a voice rang out through the tense atmosphere of the Weather Institute.

"Alert! We've detected traces of the ancient Pokémon Groudon!"

All eyes turned toward the satellite feed as the screen zoomed in rapidly. There, amidst the swirling storm and churning waves, a colossal Pokémon with an armored crimson body emerged.

Gasps filled the room.

Groudon had left the land—and was stepping into the sea.

But what shocked the researchers even more was the impossible phenomenon occurring beneath its feet.

Each step solidified the ocean beneath it. The searing heat of Groudon's magma-filled body reacted violently with the seawater, creating land with every movement.

The ocean itself seemed to shrink beneath Groudon's sheer presence. Before anyone could process this sight, another alarm blared.

"Alert! Kyogre has also entered the monitoring range!"

A second satellite image appeared—this time capturing the Leviathan of the Deep as it surged through the ocean's depths.

The room fell into a hushed silence.

"Analyzing movement patterns now…"

A radar chart flickered onto the screen.

Two bright markers—one red, one blue—were steadily converging.

A researcher's voice wavered as they read the calculations.

"At their current speed, Groudon and Kyogre are on a direct course toward each other."

A grim realization settled in.

These two ancient rivals, both deities of nature's primal forces, were heading for battle.

Everyone in the room knew the legend.

Groudon, the embodiment of land and volcanic fury.

Kyogre, the master of the ocean and endless storms.

When awakened at the same time, their battle would never end.

A high-ranking executive, his expression heavy with concern, stepped forward.

"How long before they make contact?"

A researcher quickly checked the data.

"Estimated time to engagement… five hours and thirty-two minutes."

"And their projected battleground?"

A moment later, the computer's prediction appeared on the map.

The room tensed.

Two dots—one red, one blue—continued to inch toward each other.

Then, they stopped.

"Confirmed."

"Fifty kilometers west of Sootopolis City!"

...

Paldea Region – Naoki's Ranch

Far from the turmoil unfolding in Hoenn, Naoki was tending to his ranch, blissfully unaware of the impending crisis.

It was a peaceful afternoon.

Standing in the middle of his vibrant flower garden, Naoki hummed softly as he watered the plants with a Psyduck-shaped watering can.

Several Eeveelutions playfully scurried around his feet, chasing each other in circles, their fur shimmering under the golden sunlight.

Above them, Butterfree and a trio of Combee flitted about, diligently gathering nectar from the colorful blossoms.

As Naoki tilted the watering can, a fine mist of water caught the sunlight—creating a beautiful rainbow in the air.

The Eeveelutions nearby immediately noticed it. Eyes sparkling with curiosity, they hopped closer, stretching their tiny paws toward the rainbow, trying to catch it.

Naoki chuckled at their playful antics.

But just then—

"Buyi?"

His partner Eevee, who had been gleefully chasing the rainbow, suddenly froze.

A single cold droplet landed on its nose.

Eevee blinked, twitching its whiskers in surprise.

"Buyi…?"

Confused, it tilted its head up—just in time to see dark clouds drifting ominously across the once-clear sky.

Naoki, noticing the change, also paused.

The raindrops began falling, one after another until a light drizzle covered the entire ranch.

Frowning, Naoki looked up, puzzled.

'Rain?

'That wasn't right. The weather forecast had clearly stated today would be sunny.'

He glanced toward the mountains in the distance, narrowing his eyes at the unnatural storm forming on the horizon.

Something felt off.

The ground, once firm, quickly softened into mud. The Pokémon playing outside would get completely soaked if they stayed out any longer.

Without hesitation, Naoki clapped his hands.

"Alright, everyone! Time to head inside!"

The Eeveelutions, Butterfree, and Combee responded immediately, scampering toward the house.

The Eeveelutions gathered by the window, their fluffy tails swishing as they watched the steady rainfall outside.

"Bu-yi..."

Their ears drooped slightly. The weather had ruined their afternoon playtime.

Seeing their disappointment, Naoki offered a suggestion.

"If you're feeling bored, why don't you head to the World Tree? You can play with the Treecko there. It's dry, and it won't rain inside."

The Eeveelutions perked up instantly.

"Bu-yi!"

Their eyes lit up with excitement. That was a great idea! Without hesitation, they dashed out of the house, disappearing into the distance.

A short while later, Naoki's Rotom Phone buzzed with a new message.

It was from Mewtwo.

"There's a Pokémon tea party at the World Tree tonight. The Eeveelutions will be attending and won't be returning to the ranch until tomorrow."

Naoki blinked at the screen.

"...Really?"

He sighed, shaking his head in amusement.

'Looks like they're growing up. Can't keep them here forever, huh?'

With a resigned chuckle, he replied to Mewtwo's message with a simple "OK" before putting his phone aside.

Now that the Eeveelutions were gone, the house suddenly felt much quieter.

Naoki, now with nothing to do, decided to browse the internet for a bit—until something on the trending searches immediately caught his eye.

[Extreme Weather Strikes Hoenn!]

[Volcanic Eruption Near Mt. Chimney!]

[Torrential Rains and Tsunamis Hit Coastal Cities!]

[Mysterious Massive Pokémon Spotted in Hoenn's Ocean!]

Naoki's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly clicked on one of the headlines.

"Wait… Groudon and Kyogre have already awakened?!"

'Could the sudden rainfall in Paldea be connected to their battle?'

His fingers flew across the screen as he skimmed through the latest updates.

According to reports, Hoenn was experiencing severe weather anomalies. Some cities were engulfed in scorching heat and blinding sunlight, while others were being battered by unrelenting rain.

Coastal areas like Slateport City and Dewford Town had even suffered from tsunamis, leaving homes flooded and ports in chaos. The disaster had spread so quickly that it had already drawn worldwide attention.

People from different regions flooded the internet, asking for updates on the Hoenn crisis.

Meanwhile, Hoenn residents took to social media, uploading firsthand accounts, photos, and videos.

One image showed a dark, stormy sky looming over a small island. Towering tidal waves could be seen rising in the distance, swallowing everything in their path.

It looked like something straight out of the end of the world.

Other images, however, depicted the opposite—a blazing, cloudless sky where the sun shone fiercer than ever before.

In one video, a resident had filmed himself standing under the unrelenting sun. He extended his arm, letting the heat beat down on his skin. Within minutes, his forearm had turned red from sunburn.

The Hoenn League did not hide the unfolding crisis from the public. Instead, they immediately issued an official announcement:

[The ancient disaster foretold in legend has returned to Hoenn. Groudon, the Continent Pokémon, and Kyogre, the Sea Pokémon, have awakened. Their overwhelming power is causing extreme weather conditions across the region.]

[To all citizens: Do not panic. Please cooperate with your local Gym Leaders and Officer Jenny units to evacuate safely. We are doing everything in our power to prevent further devastation!]

Naoki stared at the statement on his Rotom Phone, reading it twice.

"Groudon and Kyogre… have awakened," he muttered under his breath.

His mind immediately turned to Steven Stone.

'How is he handling all of this?'

Scrolling further, Naoki came across live posts from trainers across Hoenn.

To his astonishment, some reckless thrill-seekers weren't evacuating at all.

Instead, they had mounted their Pokémon and were actively pursuing the massive Legendary Pokémon as they moved across the sea.

Even more absurdly, several of them had started a live broadcast on Pichu TV, determined to capture the first close-up footage of Groudon.

Among the footage, Naoki noticed several helicopters flying alongside the Pokémon. Most bore the Hoenn League insignia, but one helicopter had a different emblem—belonging to Violet TV News.

The news anchor, clearly both excited and terrified, spoke rapidly into the camera:

"We're witnessing history in the making! That's a League helicopter up ahead—and right next to it, Violet TV's own news team is on the scene!"

"But more importantly… Could this really be the legendary Groudon?! Its sheer size is unbelievable!"

However, before the reporter could continue, a League official appeared, soaring in on an Altaria.

With an urgent expression, they spoke directly to the camera crew:

"This area is extremely dangerous! Please leave at once and seek shelter in the nearest city!"

The news team hesitated, unwilling to miss such a groundbreaking story.

Then, everything changed.

Groudon—who had thus far ignored the helicopters—suddenly turned its golden gaze towards them. The air grew thick with energy as a deep rumble echoed from its massive form.

Without warning, a pulse of Primal energy surged through its body.

Groudon stomped the earth, and instantly, the seafloor beneath it erupted. Towering spires of molten rock burst from the ocean, rising into the sky like massive stone swords.

Naoki's eyes widened.

"That's Precipice Blades!"

One of the news helicopters was caught off-guard—unable to dodge in time. With a deafening crash, the rock speared through its tail rotor, sending the aircraft into an uncontrolled spiral toward the sea.

Gasps filled the livestream chat.

Thankfully, at the last second, the pilot managed to eject, deploying a parachute just before impact.

Despite the miraculous survival, the incident served as a clear warning.

On the radio, a stern voice from the League crackled through:

"All units—do not engage Groudon directly! Maintain a safe distance!"

At last, the helicopters veered away, keeping their distance from the ancient titan.

Only then did Groudon withdraw its gaze and continue forward—marching ever closer toward its destined confrontation.

Even the news anchor, now visibly shaken, swiftly cut the livestream before seeking shelter.

...

Fifty Kilometers West of Sootopolis City

Above the ocean, a League helicopter hovered in the storm.

Inside, Steven Stone stood near the open door, the wind whipping through his silver hair. His sharp blue eyes were locked onto the turbulent sea below.

The once calm waters had become a battlefield of clashing forces.

A tense voice crackled in his headset.

"Steven, we've spotted them! Groudon and Kyogre have arrived!"

Steven looked up instinctively.

His breath caught as two enormous figures emerged from the mist—standing opposite each other like ancient deities preparing for war.

First, Kyogre—its massive blue body rising from the depths, cascading water spilling from its fins. It floated effortlessly, its glowing red eyes locked onto its eternal rival.

And then—Groudon—standing atop a newly-formed bedrock, its molten hide steaming as it stepped forward, fists clenching.

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The tension in the air was suffocating. Even the rainfall—which had been torrential—seemed to freeze in time.

Steven clenched the Poké Ball in his hand. At this moment, the fate of the entire Hoenn depended on him.