The Quest for the Legends

Mark: …what author? Writing? What?

Mark: …um, that sounds like it would be kind of bizarre. I guess I'd, uh, try to get out of it or something? I think I saw a movie like that sometime.

Letal: I want to do it.

Chaletwo: When bored? Uh, not much. Immortality kind of makes you get used to having nothing to do.

Mark: Well, I'm hoping to just finish school and become an artist or something. I don't think training is for me anymore.

No, you're misunderstanding it. See, people remember Mark, alive. They also remember that a guy was killed at the Pokémon Festival. It's the connection that is buried deeper - his parents don't really remember that it was Mark who died there, and the unconnected people who read about the death and meet him later don't realize that his name and appearance are the same as the guy who was killed, unless they see direct, undeniable evidence, such as in Crater Town where people could look at the newspaper article about his death and him alive side by side.

Alan: Huh?
May: …
Mark: Eh? That was a joke. o_O
May (again): What, should one have a problem with being named after a month?

Mark: Well, they always seemed the most beautiful and graceful to me. Some… inner peace in their gaze or something. And I like birds.

Mew: I would rather not show any favoritism towards any of them.

Quilava: I cannot say I like her very much from the little I know her, but I hope she will be decent.

Mark: I… I don't know. I guess I hope to eventually get over it. It's just a bit hard when I don't even know why he let it happen.

Mark: …um, I'd be… hungry, I guess?

Mark: I don't think so. I mean, strategically it would probably be better, but I think introducing a new Pokémon to the team now would be a bit awkward, you know? It wouldn't be the same if they haven't been with me on the journey.

Mark: Well, I was never necessarily going to catch a Vulpix. I mean, I love them, but I've got Charizard, and by now it's a bit late to start trying to add a low-level Pokémon to my team. I might get one when this whole ordeal is over, I guess…

Mark: Well, by now I really don't think she will. We've been training a lot, but she hasn't come anywhere closer to evolving.

May: I'll probably replace some of my team, but leaving them all behind after the work you've spent training them is stupid.

Mark: They'll do what they want, I guess. I mean, I can't decide for them what they want to do with the rest of their lives.

Jolteon: I've been trying to help her cope since she was caught, but recently she's been kind of distant. I suppose we never got that close, since she's never talked much, but I still kind of miss it.

Mew: We shall see where I find myself during the League.

Rattata: Which Charmander? A lot of them come through, a lot of them fight me, all of them the same.

Mark: Huh? I… don't think that would work.

Chaletwo: Well, you can't recreate the soul. He could've made something that looked like Chalenor, but not actually him. He used Mewtwo's body to make me because he wanted to do it quickly, so he could transfer something of the original Chalenor from the eye.

Mew: That would rest on whether or not he formally released me. I do not know if he did.

You cannot ask Raikou questions, because Raikou has never appeared in this fic (though as a matter of fact, Raikou has been caught this whole time and had no opportunity to make a Chosen for himself).

Please don't ask a large number of characters like all of Mark's Pokémon the same question. Pick three or four at the most.

Also stop bothering to try to ask Thunderyu, Volcaryu and Polaryu questions; they will always act like you didn't say anything and go off into their murderous rants about one another.

Mark: Well, no, I don't think so… though it won't help us find Mew.

May: Not very interesting ones. She has Crunch, Slash, Night Slash, Glare and so on. Mutark's niche is to become powerful enough to beat the opponent without having the best of moves.

Ash: Oh, no.

Mark: Huh?

Scyther: …favorite color? Why have a preference about colors? They're just convenient ways to distinguish objects.

Mark: Uh, because… we're asked?

Mark: Well, I wish I didn't have to, but I don't have much of a choice, do I? I mean, when I know what's going on, I couldn't just go home and do nothing about it.

Somebody writing about me… that would be weird, but kind of cool. I just hope they wouldn't use my real name.

Mark: What do you mean? Trainers couldn't interfere in the Pokémon Frenzy Tournament, and I didn't really have the time to try to snap him out of that Attract or whatever it was at the Crater Town Gym before she'd taken advantage of it.

May: You too? I'm getting really sick of all this Pokémon-are-your-friends blather. Yes, yes, they're alive and I should love them for who they are and all that, but that doesn't change that Pokémon battling is a competitive sport. If you're going to be any good at it, you need to make a well-constructed team and they need to be fully evolved to live up to their full potential, with a few notable exceptions. I don't care what Pokémon you used to beat some video game; this isn't a video game. This is a real competition and you can't just go into it waxing poetic about how Pokémon are your friends and expecting to get anywhere. It's too bad if some Pokémon don't like it or generally aren't up to it, but then I can release them and use some others that are. I'm not some sort of a monster trying to be mean.

Nightmare: …I don't remember anymore. It has been so long since then.

I participated, but it didn't go badly until after I was out. I only heard about it afterwards.

Charizard: Well, it was just battling - I couldn't exactly start holding a grudge for that.

Mark: Huh? Feelings? You mean… like romantic…? o_O I mean, I guess she's okay, but I'm not into romance and all that stuff. It's kind of weird and creepy.

Mark: …o_O I hope not.

Mark: Um, I don't pronounce it. I was just trying to type the expression on my face, sort of. Don't people do that?