"Don't rush me, don't rush me! I'm already looking!"
Somewhere in Kanto, Jirachi scrunched up its little face and shouted, unable to stand Hoopa's pestering any longer.
The two Victini looked utterly dead inside.
They had agreed to join the battle, but of the four Mythical Pokémon gathered together, not a single one knew where the World Tree was.
Who could they even complain to about that?
Still, it wasn't all that surprising. Jirachi had lived a long time, but it only woke up for seven days every thousand years.
And it spent all seven of those days having fun.
It didn't know jack shit about where the World Tree was.
Then there was Hoopa. It hadn't been asleep, but it spent all day playing too. Why would it bother caring about the World Tree?
As for the two Victini, one was less than two years old, and the other had been imprisoned for a thousand years.
They didn't have the slightest clue where the World Tree was!
"Ugh... so what do we do? We can't just stay here, can we?" Hoopa was at a loss too, and was even beginning to consider giving up.
Jirachi shook its head repeatedly and clenched its little fists. "No! I want to protect Little Shi!"
That left Hoopa speechless. "Who's protecting who here, exactly?"
"Do you have any idea how strong Chen Shi is now?"
"We still have to find it!" Jirachi remained adamant. "We can help!"
"With Little V, V Boy, and you, we can do a lot!"
"But we don't even know whe-"
Just as Hoopa was about to argue, the entire Kanto landmass suddenly began shaking violently.
Crack-
A crisp shattering sound rang through the skies, as though the entire world were a mirror breaking apart.
Under the horrified gazes