It is Time{Justice}

[Ginger]

A small girl with long silvery-blue hair sat on a rock, she had small angel wings attached to her back and was a sub-servant of Dialga. This little angel was sent by Dialga to teach the Dialga chosen king the songs he would need in his journey to take back his kingdom. These songs were required to be learned by playing a small flute called an ocarina. The song she was destined to show him was a way to travel into the future a few 7 years, if he played the son in the future it would send him back to the present. The timeline that would send him to is what was current and not yet modified, if the future timeline became unstable it would send him back before any sort of present damage could be done. The girl sat calmly on the rock playing her harp, she hoped the harps music would draw the hero to her, rather her hunting down the hero. It was just too much work to get her pretty perfect nails dirty, she was an angel not a muddy human. her species had no need to even touch the surface, why else they had such majestic white wings? She was of purest all beings and was here only in mission. Soon as her mission was complete she would head back to her comfy other dimension pure home.

As time passed by she started to sing a soft lullaby that would put all who came near asleep, all but the one she was tempting to reach with her heart. If he came her job would be soo much easier, otherwise she may just have to get dirty and that was not worth it. She was meant to be perfect and proper at all times. This little girl looked to be at the age of ten, when in reality she was thousands of years old and just preferred to look this small and cute. Her dress laid spread out on the rock with its beautiful white diamond shine, her people had the power to create such lovely dresses, it was in the blood of Dialga's angels to manipulate diamonds to create many mighty things. When she felt the hero arrive, she gracefully turned to face him with a childish smile. "I have been expecting you, Great lost King." she spoke in a voice that sounded like an innocent dove.

[Justice]

Justice walks out of the store he was just shopping in, his eyes gleaming with energy as he walks. Grace, Serenity, and Vallens are the only partners accompanying him today, and they trail along happily, Grace sitting on her master's head as usual. Justice walks for a bit, smiling to the town's people, none of them recognizing him.. none of them aware.. of the darkness he wishes could be vanquished..

He slows his tread as he leaves town, not having to worry as much with being caught by a royal guard, the lost king not feeling like convincing another loyal to his cause, as it's always the locals that are the hardest to convince.. as he walks, he hears.. a.. harp? Justice hasn't been in contact with a harp very much, but he knows of them, and he knows what they sound like, and, considering he can play them fluently, the player of this one has more than skills.

Justice follows the sound of the music before approaching a little girl, or so it seemed... her wings and dress, they make the girl look almost intangible, almost unrealistic, almost like a dream. But Justice knows this isn't just some dream, he knows reality when he sees it, as being hit by it teaches you a thing or two. He looks at the girl as she smiles, wondering what she-- Justice stops for a moment as she speaks, knowing his true identity, or pretending to.

She knows.. who I am.. how.. what could.. it can't be.. I haven't.. He thinks, his mind grasping for answers. His body's response, along with his mind's, is to grab his bow, aim, fire, and be done with it, but Justice isn't run by his mind, but by his heart, so he forces his body and mind to worn together to sort the situation out. He thinks of all the possibilities again, and he thinks of the girl's wings, her dress, the diamond like appearance of her outfit.

In moments, Justice has his assumption. Angel he thinks, remembering pages upon pages in his library dedicated to Angels and their existence, their appearance, their abilities. He doesn't mention his guess, but his eyes show that he is sure of himself, not a spec of weakness.

He looks at the "girl" and speaks, "So.. you've been.. expecting me. May I ask what for? Hopefully your mission is a positive one, or should I be worried?"

[Ginger]

She gave a small happy smile as his question. "Why lost king of course. I am but a servant to Master Dialga sent here to teach your first song of the instrument you now carry called "ocarina". Would you please bring it out and show it to me?" She waited calmly, she was not moving from that rock, too much dirt on the ground. Not to mention... If she was to get any closer to that smelly human she was going to barf, she actually hated this mission, but it was the easiest... A lot easier than having to turn human and actually spy on the citizens, such filthy creatures. If only they had a taste of ambrosia, they would then understand that the Gods were real and they were meant to be served. That she was suppose to be served by pathetic little mud-made beings. She did not let any of her thoughts show as she created a inner shield of angelic aurora around her against psychics and any sort of mind readers. It was a natural ability all angels held, along with powers based off the Gods they follow and were created by.

[Justice]

Justice feels his chest as he listens to the request of the girl. He wonders what the ocarina could possibly do, as he doesn't remember reading anything about such an instrument having relation to Dialga. He unzips his jacket a bit to reveal the ovarian, hanging on a string. He grabs the ocarina and loosens the knot, holding the wind instrument in his hands, holding it out for the girl to see. "So.. this is from Lord Dialga? Did he make this? Or was it enchanted? And.. why was I the one to receive it?" he asks, his mind thoroughly intrigued by the device.

As he waits for an answer, Vallens and Serenity play with some rocks on the ground, skipping them into a puddle, watching as the water clouds up. If Diamond.. is a puddle... then..is it my sister that is the pebble.. or is it I? he thinks, wondering if what he plans to do is even for the betterment of the nation. He tries to shake off the thoughts as he waits, wondering what the ocarina does, but his mind keeps returning to the puddle, and the darkness the mud represents to him..

[Ginger]

She ignored his questions, she did not know the answers and honestly did not care to know them. Her mission was to teach a song and that was it. Then she can return to her safe clean home, away from all these maggot creatures. "Lost King, I know not the answers you seek. I however was sent by Lord Dialga to teach the power of time jumping. This will be a serious of notes, are you ready to try to learn this song?" She picked herself up from seating position of the rock, she made a mental note there was a little bit of darkness on the Ocarina, this ocarina reflected what the user's heart condition was. She could not help but feel a temptation of mischievousness for causing trouble, just too bad she hated this plane too much. The angel positioned the harp and began playing the notes to the "song of time", if he was as musical as she had heard... Then the King should be able to pick up the notes and play it on his ocarina.

[Justice]

Justice is slightly disappointed at the girl's lack of answers, but he understands a deity not wanting his plans known, especially to creatures so easily influenced as angels. He nods to the girl as she asks him a question, and he listens as she plays her harp. Such a beautiful tune.. almost.. calm.. yet clashing.. he thinks, examining the music quickly, yet somehow confused by its complexity. It's So strange.. such a clash of notes.. it's so difficult to keep up with he says, memorizing the notes as well as he can.

He takes his ocarina and tries to play the song, missing a few notes in the first measure cadences, then he plays again, and the rhythm isn't right. He plays the song, many times, over and over, not requiring a repeat, merely trying to perfect the song.. He plays for several minutes before he's mastered it, and Grace claps atop Justice's head with happiness as Justice smiles. He wonders what it does, as it doesn't appear to do anything instantaneously. "May I ask how this ocarina works? Or this song particularly? Are there other songs?" he asks, wondering if something about the music is made to be as difficult to memorize as it is, considering be knows the master royal musician couldn't have memorized the piece in a week, let alone a quarter of an hour.

He waits for an answer, Grace still clapping, this time directing Vallens and Serenity in a polka like dance..

[Ginger]

The angel tempted not to cringe each time he made a mistake or missed a note, she focused on just playing the notes over and over again on her harp. When he finally had it mastered she lowered her harp and watched him closely ignoring his pokemon. He of course asked more questions, what was always with the questions? She smiled and started to float upward going to a small portal she had created in the sky. "There are many other songs, they may be gifted to you by other angels on your journey. Take this song to the Tree of time, it will take you 7 years into the future and back to the present each time played in the tree of time. Good luck, My Lost King." she once more spoke with a pure innocent dove voice. When she reached the portal, she vanished into the light with a bit of a flash... Her memory seeming long gone leaving the Lost king all alone with his pokemon and sleeping townsmen.

Congrats Justice has learned the "Song Of Time"