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PMDU CF Day 3 Epilogue- Finding Someone.

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Published: Dec 13, 2015

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Night in the desert was the exact opposite of what it was during the day. Temperature dropped like a bomb, like in winter almost, but that didn't stop the Jolteon from coming out of his tent to do something.

The Jolteon held an envelope in his paw, and the inside contained something he had just obtained. He made sure not to trail too far from the established temporary base, but not too close to them either so that someone would spot him.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Akumu, from inside him, sounded, a little worried for the Jolteon's welfare. "He'll kill you, and he'll take me back."

"..."

The moon was the brightest, and the luminosity was enough for the Jolteon to do what he wanted to do.

"...Here should be a good spot." The Jolteon stopped running, and set the envelope down on the sandy ground. "Akumu, you can come out now."

"...I never knew what was on your mind." A shadow emerged from the ground, standing upright and looking at the Jolteon, sighing. "Don't say I didn't warn you about this."

"Begin the ritual..." The Jolteon said solemnly, eyes locked on the moon instead.

"Fine." The shadow traced the Jolteon's eyes and turned to face the moon as well. "Ready?"

"Never more."

"The two siblings." Akumu began to chant.

"The two siblings." Raiken repeated his words.

"That were always together,"

"Shall exchange their eyes,"

"For the sake of power."

"For the sake of tradition."

"This will form an inseparable bond,"

"This will form an unbreakable bond,"

"To tie us together,"

"From all that may bring harm."

"From all that may bring calamity."

"And should they ever separate,"

"Only death,"

"Will reunite the two."

"I await my death." The shadow chanted his last line.

"I await my reunion." The Jolteon chanted his last line.

The Jolteon bit his own paw, letting the blood drip onto the envelope containing the recruitment slip and a piece of paper written with words. He then drank some of his own blood, just sucking off the wound, wincing as he did so.

"..." Akumu stood there and watched silently, hoping the Jolteon wouldn't regret his decision.

"Hisaya, if you find this, inform Akumu." The Jolteon closed his left eye and gulped down the blood, wiping off the red colour off his muzzle. "Take it, burn it, discard it, do whatever you want. I just want an answer."

"Let's head back." Akumu said, shaking his head. "Get a bandage from Cres. Or just ask her to heal you."

"Sure..." the Jolteon sighed, tears began to fell from his eyes. "Guide me."