"Kalos, here we are!" Gold exclaimed. 

"Hey, why didn't we use Hoopa?" Emerald asked as they walked through the airport.

"Uh... Yeah why DIDN'T we?" Ruby wondered.

"Well, the plane was more fun!" Red replied happily. "Hey, did you know Kalos is supposed to have the hardest league? I wanna-"

"Red, not now!" Green lightly whacked his friend. "We need to go find out where Star lives - or lived," 

"You think she died?!?" Gold gasped dramatically. His sot-of-slouched back shot up, and he tipped backwards from the force.

"No, I think that she might've moved," Green rolled his eyes. "But yes, she could have died. It's possible,"

"Oh," Gold drooped back down.

"So.. how should we do this?" White wondered.

"Good point.." Y scrolled through all the places Star could be. "Oh! I remember this article from a while ago. My mom downloaded it," She sent the link to everybody.

The group read it, then re-read it, then finally looked up to discuss.

"Convenient," Silver stated. Everyone looked at him oddly and went back to normal discussion.

"So, it looks like we found the family..." Gold started.

"And the kids' names," Blake added. "Let's see... Alain Darst. Resides at Professor Sycamore's lab. Winner of a Kalos League. And Luna Darst. Elite Four member of Johto, and travels between Kalos and Johto battling and researching Shiny Pokemon,"

"Where'd you get that info?!?" Black yelled, muffled by White's quick hand.

"Remember that kid, Ash Ketchum? The one with a Greninja that had a new form?" Blake asked. "He lost to Alain. And Luna... is an Elite Four member. She's well-known,"

"OH!" Black, mouth no longer covered, replied quite loudly. People turned or covered their ears. Some did both.

"I remember Luna," Silver shot in. Everyone turned toward him, surprised by the outburst. He shrank a little at all the attention. "We had a 1-v-1 battle once. Her Gyarados versus mine. I lost,"

"...Oh..."

"What were you expecting?" Silver glared at them.

No one answered.

"Anyway.." Emerald decided to change the conversation. "Should we go to Professor Sycamore's lab to look for Alain? That's probably easier."

"Sure," They collectively agreed.

After Emerald did Hoopa's-ring-teleportation thing, they all stepped through it into the heart of Lumiose City, and went to the Professor's lab.

"Whoa," Yellow craned her neck, looking at the big building. "This is huge!"

"Agreed," Red nodded.

"Who's gonna ring the doorbell?" Gold asked.

"I will," White marched up to the door with the confidence of a saleswoman and pressed the doorbell button. Chimes echoed inside the building, loud enough for the group to hear, and footsteps pattered frantically. Finally, the doorknob twisted, and a teenage boy looking about Blake and Whitley's age appeared.

"Hello, this is Professor Sycamore's lab. What can I help you with?" He asked, sounding like a automaton.

"Good afternoon! We're looking for Alain Darst - he works as an assistant here,"

"That's me," he responded. "What do you need?"

Gold walked up next to White. "We think we know your dad."

Alain scowled. "And?"

"Well. Uh. Can we take this inside?"

"...So what you're saying is we're related," Alain groaned.

"Yeah! Why, is that bad?" Gold laughed.

"Well," Silver interjected, "I could list three reasons of the top of my head,"

"Hey!"

Crystal sighed. "Boys. We're here to find out about Gold's dad, not being related to Gold himself."

Alain stood up. "My - our - dad's dead. There. Satisfied?"

The group gasped. "Dead?"

"Yeah, died some years ago of drug overdose. That's what the locals said, anyway."

Blue jumped up as well. "Hey! Wait! Give us more info! Pleeease?"

As Green pulled her back down, Alain shifted his coat around. "Look, I ran away before he died. He was an abusive piece of trash - I couldn't stand it. You-" he glared at Gold- "are better off without him."

Look, I know it's been 2 years since I've updated.

I'm sorry. 

I'll try and get the conclusion done. One more chapter!

-Luna Raven Darst