At Team Aqua's base, Yangping, a member of the special operations STREAM-B Team under Tide, one of the SSS executives, had recently been feeling weak... no, it was more like a sudden, severe lack of sleep.
He failed to notice his arms had turned so pale they looked blue, or the unmistakable dark circles beneath his eyes.
Yangping wasn't the only one suffering these symptoms. His Crawdaunt looked just as listless.
Neither noticed the ant-sized Litwick perched atop Yangping's head, absorbing the life energy around it. The eyes on its white candle body weren't their usual bright yellow, but pitch-black.
The blue flame atop Litwick's head swayed slowly, revealing its good mood. Apparently, no one in this base had any experience dealing with Ghost-type Pokémon, and none had discovered its presence... leaving it free to feed.
Its blue flame slowly spiraled, wisps of blood-red spectral light beginning to emerge. This signaled Litwick's rapid growth... nurtured by the life force of every human and Pokémon in Team Aqua's base.
"Hee hee hee hee hee."
It snickered quietly. It had avoided approaching anyone who looked particularly powerful, lest it be discovered... fortunately, there were only four or five such people in the entire base.
Yangping shook his head and staggered toward the door, only to stumble and fall to the floor.
Thud!
His Crawdaunt collapsed as well, weak all over.
"Hee hee hee hee hee."
Litwick flickered and drifted toward its next target. For now, it couldn't let anyone die... after all, its inherited memories told it that it could only consume souls after evolving, so it couldn't waste food.
Suddenly, it blinked its black eyes and looked into the distance. He's here!
That frightening person is here!
A strange gleam flashed through Litwick's pitch-black eyes. It had to grow stronger, faster.