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C hapter VIII
Glasorden was running through a thick forest. His Pokémon were fainted from exhaustion, so he had to find the exit as soon as possible. The more he ran, however, the darker the forest became, and it seemed like he would never get out.
One moment, he heard footsteps quickly approaching him. When he looked up, he saw Gardenia.
"You're safe now," she said. "I never want to lose you again, my love!"
She ran towards him again and got ready to embrace him. When he closed his arms around her, however, he felt nothing but the cold night air. He opened his eyes. No one was there.
"No!" Glasorden yelled as he fell to the ground.
Glasorden woke up from his sleep. When he went to the hotel lobby, the receptionist stopped him.
"You received a letter!" she told him.
She handed him an envelope, which he opened. He read the letter.
Dear Glasorden,
I have just been made the captain of a new ship! I believe that it has the muscle to get you back to Glacierbay City. Just let me know whenever you need a ride between here and Glacierbay City and I'll get you all set up!
Your chum,
-Eldritch
Glasorden was eager to get back to Glacierbay City-his Gym was a big responsibility, and he wanted to see Peter again. On top of that, every minute he spent here made him feel that much worse. He thanked the receptionist, ate breakfast, and set off.
When he got back to Canalave City, he went to Eldritch's house. His wife and son were there.
"Where's Eldritch?" Glasorden asked.
"You're here so soon," the wife said. "Eldritch is overseeing the ship right now. Why don't you get on? He's been awaiting your arrival."
"When I get big, I want to see the world, just like Daddy!" the little boy said.
Glasorden thanked the woman and left. He didn't get far on the ship before Eldritch spotted him.
"Hey, chum! You look like a mess! Did some young Siren run off with your heart?" Eldritch laughed at himself. "Anyway, I suppose that you're ready to set sail now!"
"I am," Glasorden replied. He didn't want to talk about what happened in Eterna City.
Eldritch got things going, and before he knew it, Glasorden was back on the ocean. It was the same ocean that swallowed his best friend and the person who first taught him about Pokémon. In fact, if it weren't for this ocean, this situation never would have started. He tried not to think about that stormy night-Peter and the four men were waiting for him at the tavern.
It was getting late when Eldritch's ship pulled into the Glacierbay dock. Glasorden parted ways with Eldritch before heading back to the tavern. Sure enough, Peter and his five-star customers were there.
"You're back! I heard about what happened on that ship and was worried that you didn't make it! My champion wasn't going to be stopped by something like that, though! A piece of you seems to be missing, however. What happened to ya? You look like you're really going to be drinking the hot chocolate tonight." Peter prepared another hot chocolate.
"I don't want to talk about it," Glasorden replied.
"That's okay," Roger replied.
"Yeah," Rich added. "What doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger!"
Glasorden looked at the portrait of Professor Oak again. He could almost hear it talking to him. "You still have the most important love of all, and that is the love of your Pokémon." After what happened at Mt. Coronet, he knew how true those words were.
After drinking the hot chocolate Peter provided, Glasorden went back to his Gym, where his Junior Trainers were still hard at work. Over the next few days, they noticed a change in his demeanor. He made them work much harder than before. At one point, the Junior Trainers met in the lounge.
"Can you believe this guy?" one of them opened. "If I survive this Gym, it will be a miracle!"
"At least he will make us that much stronger," another Trainer replied. "The Pokémon League must have told him that we weren't working hard enough. I'm glad that I'm not working at another Gym right now!"
Glasorden walked into the lounge. He was still as depressed as ever.
"Okay, back to work!" he said. "I expect 100 more reps from your Sneasel, Michel."
When the Junior Trainers left, Glasorden went back to his room. He saw no end to his despair.
One fateful day, Glasorden was approached by one of his Junior Trainers.
"What are you doing away from your station?" Glasorden said.
"It's terrible!" the Trainer replied. "Hundreds of Pokémon disappearances have been reported throughout the city! It's a disaster!" He threw a newspaper at Glasorden. Sure enough, it made the headlines.
"I'm afraid that we'll have to close the Gym," Glasorden said.
Suddenly, he came up with a plan for getting the stolen Pokémon back.
Chapter IX
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