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A flash of blue light lit up the old hall. A man, previously described, appeared from the flash of light. He began to glow, before his form changed. In his place, now stood a large, blue and white dragon. His deep blue scales as hard as steel, with an extra layer of white armor over them. A white diamond sat within the piece on his chest, and a white, armor-plated crest stuck up from his back. Armored spines guarded the back of his neck.
All four of his legs had plating on them, and two plates on his elongated head that formed a guard for its sides. Two spikes stuck upwards like horns. Lines on his legs, his tail, and his head, shone from between his scales with a light blue color, lighter than his scales did. His red eyes caught the arrival of two more. A flash of pink light, and a swirling, dark portal.
Two more dragons emerged, and each member of the trio met the other's gaze. All at once, they turned towards the northern side of the mountain summit, and flared their power. In a flash of light, blinding even to them, a magnificent being revealed Himself. A large, white body, shaped similarly to that of an equine. A patch of gray skin on His chest. His legs ending with golden plates.
Green/red eyes stared forward from His face. A golden ring encircled His waist, green gems set into each of the four spikes. All at once, the present dragons bowed, in their own ways.
"Father." Three voices spoke simultaneously.
"Why have you awakened me, my sons? This is not the proper time for my awakening." He spoke, His voice carried a commanding tone, and echoed, despite the lack of anything it could possibly echo off of. The dragons rose from their respective bows.
"Forgive us, Father. However…there is something we believe that you should be aware of." The blue dragon of Time spoke, first.
"Yes, for a rather interesting human has arrived within this world. His arrival has already began to change much." The pink-ish dragon of Space, spoke next.
"I have been monitoring him, the longest." The last of the dragons, the one of Distortion, spoke last. "My brothers' discovery is only recent." He spoke.
"I see. I thank you for this information. I will see this human for myself, in time. Do not make direct contact with him, until such a time, there is either no other choice, or, he arrives here in Sinnoh." All three dragons bowed, again.
"We shall do as you have commanded." The Distortion dragon was usually, much more rebellious. However, for something to have caught his attention, he would be willing to go along with Father's orders, until it was clear he wouldn't be needed anymore.
"Dialga has already been in visual contact, although brief." The Space dragon spoke.
"Indeed. I had assumed human form, at the time. I do not know if he suspects me. I shall refrain from anything further than allowing for simple sightings, for the time being." The Time dragon, now known as Dialga, spoke.
"See that you do." Their Father spoke. "Palkia, Giratina, refrain from allowing him any sightings of you, for now. He is not to know of our interest in him, for the time being. If he catches on without any hints, then we shall prepare to reveal ourselves, if the need ever arises."
"Yes, Father." The remaining two of three spoke. One by one, they left in the same manner that they had arrived. Dialga in a flash of blue, Palkia in a flash of pink. Giratina stayed for just a few moments longer, then began to sink into one of his portals, which closed behind him.
"How…very interesting. We shall…see where this goes." The unnamed Pokemon spoke to Himself. In a flash of golden light, He vanished. Leaving the summit of the mountain silent, once again.
Cerulean City, Zeryph POV.
Time- 20:00 hours
I began to help Kaorah out, by taking my own clothes outfit, before she went and damaged something.
"Cast that Anthrofy spell on me, and find somewhere to lay yourself down. I'm taking control, tonight." I lit up my right hand and cast the spell she wanted. In a flash, she shifted into her anthro form, the same one she was experienced part of her first massage in. Including the happy ending I gave her.
"I think, we might not have the space for this, in here." She responded with a snort.
"Then, we take this to bed. Open a portal into the empty world." I did as told, and we crossed over. We walked back into the bedroom. The others likely sensed my use of the portal spell, but Mewtwo's likely told them I felt myself being pushed, and I fell onto one of the beds. And then I had a two hundred pound dragon straddling me, moments after. She leaned forward, bringing her face close to my own.
"Although I would like to do things like what you had done, the last time we did this…My mouth, even in this form, is not…properly formed." She's right. Since her face doesn't change in her anthrofied form. She placed her hands on my shoulders. "For tonight, I'm taking you inside me," She began to slowly move her hips back and forth, using the grinding to arouse us both. "and we're going until I'm satisfied, which means, we're not just going one round."
"Well, aren't you eager, tonight? Any particular reason?" I asked.
"All the battling today has gotten me…excited. I would've liked for a massage, but I'm more in the mood for something better." Kaorah answered, as she halted her movements, and lifted herself off of me. Without her weight holding it down, a certain something sprang up.
Kaorah reached down with one of her hands, and I felt her take hold. Based on how she is in battle, and how her species is in general, one likely wouldn't really expect them to willingly be gentle with anything, save for a hatchling. Kaorah's grip was firm, but the claws on the ends of her fingers didn't even slightly touch my skin.
She began to lower herself, only letting go when she was sure she was properly aligned, and she lowered herself further. She let out a soft hiss at the moment of penetration. She began to move, slowly at first, then sped up what she was used to it, finding a decent pace.
She began to moan, quietly. Not that she needed to worry about the noise we were going to make, with no way for anyone to hear us. I began to match the sounds of her enjoyment, not that I realized at first. Purring, similarly to a cat. Something I'd picked up when I was little, in my first life, from having cats.
Kaorah was the first of us to realize. Though she didn't stop what she was doing, she did give me her best raised brow. She apparently decided what she's busy with is more important. She leaned forward and placed her hands on my shoulders, much like she had before. She increased her pace, and how much force she was putting into her movements. Not so much that it would cause us any discomfort, of course.
The sounds of flesh smacking, although different since one out of the two of us had scales, began to fill the room. Kaorah stopped holding back on her moans, as much, deciding that she didn't need to stay quiet. And I began to contribute with the sounds of my own enjoyment, the low growling that she was familiar with, from our previous experiences.
I reached up with my hands, and placed them onto her hips. More to help her keep steady, than it was any attempt to take control from her. I wasn't about to try and take control from a dragon.
"You…know…I wonder…how…long until…it's not just…me…that you're…doing…this with." Kaorah spoke a broken sentence. I can't really blame her, it's hard to talk when you're doing stuff like this, without being interrupted by moans, or growls, for that matter.
"Who…knows. Maybe…in a couple…weeks. Maybe...a few…months." I responded. Kaorah increased her pace, her moans growing louder.
"Just…remember. If you…ever…do anything intimate…with Mewtwo…" She paused, for a few seconds. "You had…better…let me…see…it." She continued. "I…will not…miss out…on…such a...thing."
"If it…ever…comes up. Then…you'll be…there…to see it." And, even if she's not. We can share our experiences mentally.
"I'd better…or…I'll be…" Whatever she was saying would be interrupted. I felt her inner walls clamp down, and she let out a long, low moan. Of course, this would also set me off, and I joined her in the heights of an orgasm. Her moan turned into a pleased growl when she felt the warmth of my release, within her. Even though it was pointless. If a spell ever appears, that can fix it, I'll be sure to ask her what she would think about using it.
"Mmmm…as I was saying. I had better be there to see that, or I'm going to be…irritated." She spoke, and then added, "and, no, memory sharing doesn't count." Well, so much for that. I answered her demand with a nod.
"I promise…that you'll be able to see it in person." I said. She nodded, apparently satisfied. With my answer. The System decided to add it to my quest log, as well. No listed rewards, as I'm assuming a good night is already reward enough. The failure penalty about an angry dragon didn't sound too fun.
"That out of the way, did you know…your endurance stat is also tied to how many rounds you can go, in bed?" I wonder how she figured that out. Because we've certainly never done anything to test it. We usually do one and done. This certainly explains her "until I am satisfied" comment.
Kaorah lifted herself off of me, and settled onto the bed at my side, shifting until she was comfortable. One of her arms found itself beneath me, and next thing I know, I'm being pulled into a position on top of her.
"We're going to test that out. I must know for the future. After all, you wouldn't want to have to handle me in heat, if you couldn't ensure I was satisfied." Mentally, I cringed, slightly. That was certainly true. I don't think I'd be able to keep up. Or, I'd find myself paying for not knowing my limits, ahead of time.
We continued to enjoy ourselves, though it turns out I only had one extra round in me. I'm not entirely sure what the numbers are for it. Like, how much END I need in order to make it another round.
"One night, I want to sleep in this form. You seem rather comfortable." I didn't respond, verbally. She's not wrong, though. This, is, a comfortable position to be in.
"Believe me…I am. We should go and shower, then get back to the real world. Before they start to wonder where we are." Referring to our teammates as I spoke. I got off of Kaorah, and then got up from the bed, before heading into the bathroom.
I'd already opened a portal by the time Kaorah joined me in there. We stepped through, and once it had closed behind us, we started our shower. As it wouldn't be needed anymore, I dispelled the soundproofing.
Kaorah, still in her anthro form, picked up the soap and started to apply it to her hands.
"You didn't think I was just going to settle for when we were in bed, did you? I'm washing you, tonight." There certainly aren't any plans of resistance in my mind. She's already shown that she can definitely mind her claws.
Forest, somewhere between Cerulean and Saffron.
Time- 06:30 Hours
A quiet atmosphere was disrupted, by the sounds of panting and footsteps. A small, blue blur passed through the woods.
"Please be OK, please be OK, please be OK!" They repeated out loud, as they ran. They darted through the forest, following a scent that they had known for most of their life.
The small being, a Riolu, ran for the scent that she knew belonged to her mother. She sensed something, weak, and doubled her pace. She pushed herself to get where she was going in time, but she'd never make it. About half an hour earlier, her mother had hidden her away, and ran off, using herself as a distraction to draw away their attackers, promising that she'd come back.
But she hadn't come back. And now, the Riolu ran to find her mother, holding onto the hope that she was alright. Unfortunately, she wouldn't make it in time.
As the Riolu began to approach a clearing, she found one of the attackers, a Houndoom. Beaten, bloody and broken. A wound that could've only been caused by an Aura Sphere when used with lethal intent, was present on the hound's left side.
The Riolu increased her pace even more, eventually finding where the battle had gone. A scene of utter destruction. Their attackers were dead, that much was clear. It was the one body that wasn't a Houndoom that scared her.
The Riolu dropped to her knees and slid to a stop. She lifted the Lucario's right paw after squeezing it between her own. A weak groan met her ears. A pair of red eyes slowly blinked open. She was covered in wounds, from head to toe. But, perhaps the worst, was the bleeding gash in her belly, and the complete lack of anything below her left elbow. She knew that she didn't have much longer.
She didn't miss the tears forming in her pup's eyes. She barely managed to get her right paw free, and lifted it to her pup's face, lightly caressing it.
"I…told you. I would…protect you." Her voice was so very weak. It even hurt her to speak out loud.
"Mama…We've gotta get you to a Pokemon Center. They can--" The Lucario cut her off, gently.
"No…it's…too late, for me. Take…this." She reached up to her neck, and pulled. The sound of a button snapping was heard, as she pulled it loose. It didn't break, considering what type it was. The collar had a stone set in, a very rare Lucarionite mega stone. "It is…yours now. When you…become…a Lucario…master it, as I have."
The Riolu nodded. Though she wasn't making a sound, it was obvious she was crying. Her tears flowed, freely. She wouldn't be stopping them.
"Take…care, little one. And…remember…I…will always…love you…" Her eyes slowly closed, and her head slumped forward. Her right arm went limp, and her soul departed. She was dead. It was only when she passed that her pup broke down into sobs. She let out a wail that few would ever have to hear, and hugged her mother's body as tightly as she could, begging for her mother to stay, to not leave her again. Sadly, it would be in vain.
The Lucario, although simply a wandering spirit now, knew it was hard to leave her little pup like this, but she didn't have a choice. She felt the Legendary of Death land, just behind her.
"It is time, young warrior. Come with me, and move on, to your next life." She didn't resist, she was ready, despite how hard it was. She approached the form of the one who had come for her, and her world began to fade to white.
Cerulean City Gate, Zeryph POV
Time- 09:00 Hours
My team, along with Ash, Pikachu, Brock, and Misty, had just met up by the gate that separated Cerulean City from the route that headed south. The one that ran through Saffron, all the way to Vermilion, our destination.
Breakfast had been interesting, since there were so many of us. We did manage to work it out, though.
We headed through the gate and started down the road to Saffron City. I didn't pay much mind to my team's conversation, nor to the one between Ash, Brock, and Misty. I wanted to focus on the sounds around us. Nobody had caught on to the fact that Kaorah and I seemed to be 'glowing' this morning, for obvious reasons.
My own Pokemon on the other hand, they already knew what happened. Ash's Pikachu commented on it, though was kindly asked to keep quiet. I…didn't bother translating what he said for the others. It is much too early for that reveal.
Mewtwo is the only other one, that's not talking with others. He's focused more on his sensory radius. And, as Cerulean City's gate had left his radius, his eyes suddenly widened. He leaned over and whispered something to Kaorah, who stopped and tilted her head upwards, sniffing at the air.
[Zeryph, do you smell it?] I breathed in, slowly, through my nose…blood. I do smell it.
[Yeah. Blood. Which way?] I asked.
[East, just on the edge of my sensory range.] Mewtwo's mental reply. [Pidgey, scout it out for us. I'll link our vision.] Pidgey took off from my shoulder, and headed that way.
"Where's he off to?" Ash noticed his departure.
"Nothing you need to worry about, just looking for berries." I wasn't about to expose the real reason for his departure. Not unless I needed to. Closing my left eye, I focused that part of my vision on the link. It wasn't too long after, when he found…it.
[Oh, Arceus! I think…I'm gonna be sick.] Melanie.
[Gods…] Kaorah.
[Hn…how awful.] Mewtwo.
[What...happened here?] Pidgey.
[That's…OK, we're taking a detour.] I gave the order, mentally. "Ash, you guys go on ahead. We have to…take care of a problem. We'll catch up." My team and I quickly took off into the woods, giving them no time to object. Solais stayed just long enough to make sure they wouldn't follow us.
We all met up around a slain Houndoom. He'd been…really messed up. Parts of him were missing, and there was a large indention in his chest. One that looks an awful lot like the sort of wounds the Rasengan can make. We began to follow the trail, and it was then that we heard the sound of a wail. One that was definitely out of sadness. We picked up the pace, sprinting into a clearing where we came to a stop, met with the sight of a sobbing Riolu hugging the body of a Lucario who was in awful shape. She was, obviously, dead.
[Form a perimeter, keep your eyes out for trouble.] I ordered my team. As they took position, I was the one to slowly approach. I took a knee, trying not to get any blood on my clothes, though it wouldn't be avoidable. I reached out and placed my right hand on the Lucario's forehead. I bowed my head and said a silent prayer for her.
If the Riolu had sensed us, she gave no indication. I felt my own tears on my face. It was hard to get me to this point. Gently, I placed my right hand on the Riolu's shoulder. I was nearly knocked over by something slamming into me. It wasn't a punch, it was her whole body. I guess she just needed someone to be there for her.
--Miscellaneous Objective Added; give the deceased Lucario a proper burial.--
I wrapped my left arm around the sobbing Riolu and simply held her, for however long she needed to be. Gradually, she began to quiet down, until the sounds she was making were little more than whimpers, and she'd begun to dry her tears. With my right hand, I reached down to something on the ground. A collar with Lucarionite set in.
"Guys, move back in, quietly." I spoke softly. My team crowded around. Everyone had different reactions. Mewtwo's, the most obvious. I could see the signs of tears on his face. After what he'd been through, he's likely hit very differently, when another Pokemon is going through something bad.
[Who was she, to the little one?] I asked, mentally.
[She was…the Riolu's mother. The…Houndoom pack were their attackers. Her mother…died of injuries sustained while fighting them.] He balled his hands into fists. [Bastards!] He blasted a tree into splinters with Psystrike. I saw it…the image in our minds. The red R that was hooked to one of the Houndoom. To be more specific, it was hooked to his collar.
"I need…I need to blow off some steam. I'll…catch up." Mewtwo quickly left the clearing. I shook my head, telling the others to not go after him. I didn't think Team Rocket was going to be…THIS bad. It's clear now that the System wants them to be horrific villains, to give me, and my team, reasons to hate them.
I noticed the Riolu had quieted down. She still held tight, but she wasn't making noise anymore. She just had a broken look in her eyes. I placed a hand on her back and began to gently rub in circles.
"Melanie, do you know Hypnosis and Dream Eater?" I asked the Gardevoir, quietly. At her nod, I gave her a task. "Put the little one to sleep, make sure she doesn't dream. She's going to have horrible nightmares, if she does." I released the Riolu from my hold, only after she'd fallen asleep, and I had laid her down, gently.
"Kaorah, help me out." We began the process of digging out a grave, and once we had, we lifted the Lucario and gently lowered her into her new grave, before covering her with what we had dug up. Although unfortunate that I can't mark it, and I'm bad at speeches, I couldn't do anything other than offer her a long moment of silence.
"I'm going to go find Mewtwo before he does something very rash. Take her back to the others. If they ask…tell them I'll explain when I'm back." Melanie gently lifted the now sleeping Riolu into her arms. She, Pidgey, Solais, and Kaorah, started to head back to the others.
I got up and began to search for Mewtwo. It wasn't hard to find him, based on how much he was throwing around his psychic powers. Not to mention the pressure he was exerting.
"Zeryph…don't get close…I don't want to--" He fell silent, when my arms went around him and I pulled him into a hug. I felt the pressure he was exerting begin to lessen, as he reigned his powers back in. I felt him slowly begin to return the embrace. "Why…why did they have to do that?" His head settled onto my right shoulder.
"I…honestly, don't know. It's…awful. That they'd do something like this." First there's what Mewtwo went through, in their clutches before I had accepted Giovanni's offer. Granted, we hadn't seen anything else that happened in the base. Mewtwo had also been careful about what he shared. I still don't know the full story, even now. And then, THAT happened. The Lucario dying in battle against the pack of Houndoom that were, obviously, sent after her. For what reason they wanted her, I don't know, but it can't be good. Especially if they wanted her dead.
It makes me wonder just what the hell they've really been doing. And if Team Rocket's bad…I can't help but wonder how bad Galactic, Flare, and Plasma are going to be. Skull and Yell, I'm not worried about. The former's leader eventually redeems himself, at least in the games he's in, and the latter are just a bunch of crazy ass fans. Aqua and Magma, I'm not sure about, either.
"Zeryph…thanks. For helping me reign it in." I started to release him, but he wasn't going to let me, yet. I felt his psychic powers holding my arms in place. "If you hadn't done anything, I might have…really, lost it." It was only then that he let go, and I was able to do the same.
"We're going to…need to do something about Team Rocket. This can not continue. Unfortunately, I doubt we're going to get any significant evidence, without either infiltrating their ranks, or without resorting to…other methods." He nodded in agreement.
"Zeryph…I, uh…no, never mind. It's far too soon. I shouldn't rush this sort of thing. Let's just…go back to the others." Was he really about to…no, he's right. This sort of thing shouldn't be rushed. If he feels love of any sort, it should be given time to grow. Given time for him to figure out what sort of love he's feeling. Whether it's familial or...romantic.
Time…for me to see if I develop anything similar. Maybe…maybe not. But, we'll see sometime down the line, what happens.