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The boat sliced smoothly through the seafoam green ocean below, guided by a captain steering toward a breathtaking destination. Onboard, a small electric rodent was perched at the bow.

The rodent's ears and tail flitted behind him from the warm ocean breeze. Today, it seemed particularly eager, aware they were heading to a familiar place. He heard a noise coming up from behind and turned back to see his trainer. Ash Ketchum was en route to Altomare, ready to reunite with old friends and unwind after his triumph in the Kalos League.

Ash's smile widened as Pikachu trotted over, hopping onto his right shoulder. With a gentle pat, he acknowledged his faithful companion as they sailed past a small, weathered island, where a castle once stood, now just crumbling ruins. Memories of its destruction when the ocean reclaimed it flashed through his mind. Though bittersweet, he found solace in knowing it was a past chapter, unlikely to repeat.

"Pikachu, you must be excited to arrive. I can't wait to unwind," Ash remarked, knowing Pikachu shared his sentiment. Alongside Pikachu, Bayleef, and a few other cherished Pokémon from his past kept him company on this journey.

Of course, Ash recalled how Bayleef had once nudged away certain individuals who seemed overly eager to engage him in conversation. So, he struck a deal with her: he would simply avoid those interactions altogether. After all, he had more on his agenda than just relaxation.

He had come to reconnect with old friends and seek an answer to a question that had haunted him since he departed. Was that encounter with Bianca or Latias? At the time, he hadn't dwelled on it, but now the curiosity gnawed at him. Ash shook his head as the port drew nearer to the bow of the ship. He sighed, realizing he might never unravel that mystery, yet he possessed an indomitable will and resolved to pursue the truth to the best of his ability.

Pikachu tapped him on the shoulder, snapping him out of his reverie. Ash shook his head, refocusing, just as the captain approached.

"If you're heading into the city, enjoy yourself. We're heading back to the mainland," the captain said to the young champion, who nodded in acknowledgment.

"I'll probably be here for at least a week or so, and that's just fine. I'll call you when I need your service," Ash said as the captain nodded.

With Pikachu in tow, Ash walked off the boat, waving the captain off as they departed. Pikachu hopped off his shoulder, and Ash smiled at his little buddy before they made their way onto the elaborate island.

Together, they ventured into the city, taking in the nostalgic sights he hadn't seen in so many years. He even managed to find the ice cream vendor whose treats he missed out on due to his impromptu rescue of Latias from Team Rocket.

That memory sent a shiver down his spine, as he realized how much worse it could have been if he hadn't been there. Needless to say, he purchased the ice cream this time, even getting a smaller cone for Pikachu.

They continued exploring until Ash noticed another turn, with Pikachu following him as always. Finding a bench to sit down and finish their ice cream, Ash smiled as he watched his buddy lick the frozen treat. As he turned his head to enjoy his own ice cream, he noticed a water pump situated in the middle of the area.

Recognizing it as the very spot where he first encountered Latias in human form, Ash noticed the water pump standing prominently in the middle of the square, a silent witness to their previous encounter. She had used it to conjure a refreshing spray for Pikachu. Lost in thought, memories of his time with Latias swirled in his mind.

"Pikachu, do you think we'll cross paths with her again soon?" Ash mused aloud, though he knew Pikachu was too engrossed in devouring his ice cream cone to respond.

Ash smiled to himself, acknowledging Pikachu's distraction. He licked his own cone, contemplating what he might say or ask Latias upon their next meeting. His reverie was interrupted by the sudden approach of an overly enthusiastic teenager, who bounded up to them.

Turning his head with a tinge of annoyance, Ash watched as the eager trainer fumbled with his Pokeballs.

"And what can I do for you?" Ash inquired, his tone slightly curt, as the teen paused momentarily to catch his breath.

"You must be Ash Ketchum! I'm Sato! I challenge you to a battle!" Sato declared, finally managing to retrieve a Pokeball from his belt.

The ball burst open in a glorious stream of light, illuminating the battlefield as it released a Charmeleon into the fray.

"Char!" it roared, its fiery tail swishing through the air, casting dancing shadows around it.

Ash recognized the unspoken rule: any trainer in sight was a potential challenger. With a confident smirk, he accepted the spoken invitation. "Okay, you're on!" Grabbing a Pokeball from his side, he flung it into the air with practiced ease.

In a dazzling display of light, Croconaw emerged from the Pokeball, letting out a resounding "Nawww!" Its eyes gleamed with determination as it eagerly awaited the upcoming battle, a playful dance punctuating the croc's enthusiasm.

Sato's grin widened at the sight of his Charmeleon. "Charmeleon, Thunder Punch!" he commanded, his voice filled with anticipation. The creature's claw crackled with electricity as the lizard surged forward, aiming directly at Croconaw.

Ash's grin grew broader as he adjusted his hat backward, a sign of his readiness. "Croconaw, Headbutt!" he countered, his voice ringing out confidently. With a burst of speed, Croconaw charged towards Charmeleon, aiming to intercept its attack. However, just as Charmeleon's electrified claw descended, Croconaw deftly sidestepped with a well-timed skip, narrowly evading the Thunder Punch.

With a glint in his eyes, Croconaw kept on dancing with elegance. His legs fiercely moved in sync to the beat of battle. Leaning forward, the croc shot back at Charmeleon and slammed his head viciously into the Pokemon's back. The lizard crashed to the ground while Croconaw just kept on moving excitedly. "Cro cro cro cro!" He seemingly laughed, watching the fire type gather himself.

Ash clenched his hand into a fist. "No time to waste! Use a Hydro Pump!" He shouted, seeing Croconaw open its maw wide. A torrent of water shot out just as Charmeleon hopped up.

"Dodge quickly and strike with another Thunder Punch!" Sato commanded, his excitement palpable. Charmeleon, fueled by its trainer's directive, swiftly evaded to the left of the gout of water, harnessing the momentum from its dodge. With a swift motion, it charged its right claw with crackling electricity, ready to strike. Croconaw's eyes widened, seeing the fire lizard charging straight for him.

But Ash wasn't about to let his guard down. "Croconaw, use your tail to jump!" he commanded, his voice resonating with determination across the battlefield. With a powerful swing, Croconaw slammed its tail onto the ground, using it as a springboard to launch itself into a graceful somersault through the air. Its agile maneuver narrowly evaded the incoming Thunder Punch, leaving Charmeleon momentarily off-balance.

"Croconaw! Finish him with Surf!" Ash's voice boomed with confidence as he pointed towards Charmeleon. Like a geyser erupting from the depths, water surged from beneath Croconaw's body, forming a towering wave that engulfed the area. Riding atop the cascading torrent, Croconaw surged forward with unstoppable force, crashing down upon Charmeleon with a resounding impact. The fire lizard was sent sprawling backward, landing with a harsh thud upon the ground.

Croconaw landed on the ground when the geyser stopped, looking at his fallen opponent. His face beamed with pride, but then he saw something unexpected. Charmeleon was getting back up. Sato watched with bated breath, seeing his friend struggle to his feet. Even Ash was surprised to see it. Charmeleon growled as he stood on his two feet.

Ash smiled. "So, you've still got some fight in you? I should've expected as much." He said, giving an eager grin.

Crconaw agreed and got himself ready for whatever command might come his way. Charmeleon began to glow with bright red energy. Sato looked on and then nodded shakily. “Yeah! Me and my partner are always up for a battle! Let’s get back in with a Flamethrower!” A large blast of fire shot out, blisteringly hot as it overtook Croconaw. Bystanders shielded themselves from the toasty flames. 

Closing his maw and cutting off the fire emitting from it, Charmeleon glared at the smoldering cloud of smoke. He was trying to detect where the croc would jump out.Typically, Ash would have been worried, but now he remained calm and collected. Sato noticed his demeanor as well and began scanning the smoke alongside his Pokémon, concerned about its thickening. A flash of dancing water sliced through the smoke, followed by another. As the haze dispersed, Croconaw became visible, engaging in a breakdance of sorts. Flurries of water enveloped him, prompting Sato to gasp loudly. “That’s the counter shield!”

Ash nodded. “Yep! Dawn and I developed this technique to counter strong attacks.” Sato could only watch in awestruck admiration as Ash continued, “It's a really effective move in tight spots! Especially since your Charmeleon’s Blaze kicked in.” He pointed out the red aura surrounding the fire lizard.

Sato nodded vigorously. “You're incredible! Let’s keep it up! Charmeleon, hit him with another Flamethrower!” Just as the command left his lips, Charmeleon's maw ignited with flames.

But Croconaw had already closed the distance. “Hydro Pump!” Ash bellowed before Charmeleon could unleash the flames. The powerful blast of water engulfed Charmeleon, overwhelming his efforts. He was relentlessly pushed back until he collided with the side of the nearest bridge. It was in that moment that Croconaw allowed the force of water to naturally subside, leaving Charmeleon to hit the ground ungracefully.

Charmeleon's eyes swirled with dizziness as it emitted a defeated, "Char..."

Sato let out a heavy sigh, acknowledging his Pokémon's valiant effort. With a solemn nod, he unhooked a Pokeball from his belt. "You did well, buddy. Take a good rest," he murmured softly as he returned Charmeleon into the confines of the Pokeball, a beam of red light enveloping the exhausted Pokémon before it vanished from sight.

Bowing respectfully to Ash, Sato's gaze held a mixture of admiration and determination. "Thanks for the match, Champ! You're every bit as good as they say, although I know you weren't giving it your all." Ash offered a humble smile, scratching the back of his neck in acknowledgment of Sato's words.

"I'm certain you'll become a formidable trainer someday, Sato. You're making excellent progress, and I look forward to our next battle," Ash remarked warmly, extending his hand in a gesture of camaraderie and mutual respect.

Sato took it all in stride, his excitement palpable as he expressed his gratitude, "Thanks again, Ash!" With a cheerful wave, he turned and left the battlefield, leaving Ash standing there with Croconaw, who looked up at his trainer with a joy-filled expression, clearly reveling in the exhilarating battle they had just experienced.

With a fond smile, Ash retrieved Croconaw's Pokeball and returned him, watching as his Pokémon vanished into the comforting red light. Turning to Pikachu, who had crawled up his side to perch on his shoulder, Ash's smile widened.

A small crowd had gathered to witness the battle and were now surrounding Ash, clamoring for his autograph. Ever the seasoned champion, Ash was prepared for the attention, obliging each eager fan by signing whatever they had on hand.

As the crowd eventually dispersed, leaving Ash and Pikachu alone once more, Ash couldn't help but reflect on the burdens of being a champion. "It's tough being a champ… Sometimes, I envy my past self who didn't have to bear this much responsibility," he mused aloud, his tone tinged with a hint of wistfulness.

Pikachu smiled sympathetically, shaking its head in disagreement. "Pika! Chuuuu…" it chirped, offering words of encouragement before flexing its tiny arms in a playful show of support.

Ash smirked, teasing his overconfident companion, "You just enjoy being on my team that much, huh?" Pikachu responded with a nod of agreement, his confidence unwavering.

Bending down to pet Pikachu affectionately, Ash asked, "Do you want to freshen up real quick?" Pikachu nodded eagerly, prompting a chuckle from Ash as he made his way to the nearby water pump. Pikachu followed eagerly, and Ash pulled the lever, letting the cool water cascade down onto the yellow rodent. He watched with a smile as Pikachu enjoyed the refreshing spray before finally letting the pump come to a rest.

Pikachu shook off the water droplets, looking up at Ash expectantly. "Alright, let's go try and find them," Ash said, ready to continue their journey.

But just as he turned to walk away, a voice interrupted his thoughts, causing him to freeze in surprise. 'You're here! I can't believe you came back…' Ash stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding with a mixture of shock and curiosity.

He glanced around, searching for the source of the mysterious voice, then looked to Pikachu, who returned his confused gaze with one of his own. "Did you hear that, Pikachu?" Ash asked, hoping for confirmation, but Pikachu shook his head, indicating that he hadn't heard anything.

"Well, it came from somewhere," Ash muttered to himself, determination etched on his face as he began to search high and low, eventually this led him to the canals. 

"And you're absolutely sure you didn't hear that, Pikachu?" Ash questioned his friend again, the wind gently tugging at the bill of his cap.

Pikachu frowned, his expression thoughtful as he searched his memory. "Chu..." he uttered softly, his voice barely audible over the sound of rushing water.

Ash sighed, pressing on, a sense of unease lingering around the corner. But before he could dwell on it further, a group of energetic kids came barreling around the corner, almost crashing into him. "Sorry!" they exclaimed in unison, their laughter echoing as they darted past Ash.

He couldn't help but smile at their exuberance, scratching Pikachu affectionately under the chin as the little Pokémon leaned into the gesture.

"Do you think it was just my imagination, buddy?" Ash asked his faithful companion, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"Pika...chu?" Pikachu responded cautiously, its ears twitching as it sensed something. Suddenly, Pikachu hopped off Ash's shoulder, darting away with surprising speed.

"Hey, wait! Pikachu?!" Ash called out, his voice filled with a mixture of surprise and concern as he chased after his fleeing Pokémon, determined to catch up and uncover the mystery together.

As Pikachu darted around the corner, Ash hurriedly followed, his heart pounding with anticipation. However, as he rounded the corner, he was met with an unexpected encounter.

‘Gotcha!’ The voice rang out sweetly, echoing in his mind as he was enveloped in an embrace by the shadowy figure standing before him.

Pikachu's ears twitched in surprise as Ash found himself pressed firmly against the wall by the mysterious presence. His eyes widened in disbelief as soft lips met his own, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through his body. A myriad of emotions swirled within him, leaving him both bewildered and strangely intrigued.

As slender fingers caressed the back of his head, Ash's hat tumbled to the ground, forgotten in the heat of the moment. His cheeks flushed with warmth as the kiss deepened, drawing him further into its intoxicating embrace. It was a whirlwind of sensations, leaving Ash breathless and disoriented.

In the depths of his mind, Ash heard a familiar voice, dripping with desire and longing. ‘It feels so great to have you back. All mine for a while, Ash,’ The voice whispered, unmistakably feminine. As the figure's hands roamed, Ash's body tensed with anticipation, his senses heightened by the intimate touch. Every nerve in his body seemed to hum with energy, his mind a flurry of conflicting emotions as he struggled to make sense of the encounter. Yet, despite the confusion, there was an undeniable spark of excitement, drawing him further into the enigmatic embrace.

Confusion clouded Pikachu's thoughts as he watched the unexpected encounter unfold before him. Unsure of what to make of the situation, he could only gaze on with a mixture of concern and curiosity, his instincts urging him to protect his beloved trainer. Yet, those same instincts were being held back by a familiar feeling that the mouse had experienced before. It was compelling him to stand back. Pikachu decided to let it play out… for now.

Meanwhile, Ash's hands instinctively found their way down the soft body pressing against his own as he surrendered to the kiss. Closing his eyes, he welcomed the intrusion of her tongue into his mouth, feeling the urge to match her intensity. She trembled against him as their tongues engaged in a playful battle for dominance, but Ash saw it as a challenge and eagerly rose to meet it.

He caressed her back, his hands reaching up to her own hair to flick through it. Raw desires making themselves known. However, since he didn’t wanna take it too far and he was running out of air. Ash tapped her on the shoulder hoping to get her attention. Her deft hands that had stroked him lovingly stopped, making him long for the feeling again.

His hands slipped beneath her skirt, eliciting a gasp from her, ‘Oohhh... That's just the spo- ah!’ She gasped again as he teased her with his fingers against her panties.

He pressed the fabric firmly against her, parting her engorged lips with his fingers. Her arousal only heightened as she pressed closer to him, attempting to reciprocate by slipping her hand beneath his pants. He began to feel an urge to breathe causing Ash to gently tap the woman’s shoulder, signaling for her to stop. He withdrew his hand from beneath her skirt, and she complied, understanding his unspoken message.

A tempting voice echoed in Ash's mind, ‘Oh! Right. You need to breathe.’ She giggled as she gradually pulled away from the kiss, a thin line of saliva connecting them momentarily.

The sun peeked from behind the curtain of clouds that had veiled it moments before, casting light into the alleyway and revealing Bianca, dressed in her usual attire but without her hat.

She licked her lips and spoke to the pinned, blushing man, ‘I've been waiting for you to come back.’

"Are you-" Ash began, but he halted as he sensed something else.

‘Do you really want to waste time asking questions? Or would you rather see how far we can go?’ The deeply Italian accent echoed in his mind as she smirked, seizing his hand and pulling him along, Pikachu trailing behind them.

As they ran through the maze of familiar turns, the beauty of the inner city unfolded around them. Ash found himself enchanted by the sights coming into view, realizing just how much he loved his surroundings. He knew that just around the bend, they would reach the Secret Garden.

Bianca slowed her pace as they approached the final small bridge, where flowers and vines lovingly draped down the sides of the beautiful architecture. Though Ash had only seen it a handful of times before, the fact that he had encountered Bianca much earlier this time hinted that she must be something or someone else. Not to mention the cooler touch of her lips which he’d felt before.

Scratch that, he knew she was Latias. There was no doubt in his mind. 

Latias nodded, trilling happily. ‘That's good, I'm glad you remember me so well because I never stopped thinking about you,’ she said lovingly.

They walked slowly together through the stunning and mysterious location until he stopped behind her. Small pockets of light opened between the vines, caressing Latias's false form as water passed underneath them. Ash felt true serenity in this moment, with the warm air passing through as he looked around in awe.

She turned to him, noticing Pikachu hiding behind a rail on the bridge, wearing Ash's hat and giving them some room. Ash smiled and approached the image of Bianca.

"It's okay... You don't have to hide yourself," Ash said, holding both hands in front of himself and waving them slightly. "Well... you do, but you know what I mean. I've been waiting to ask you something for a long while," he continued, gripping her left hand in his own.

This time, it was her turn to blush. Her eyes seemed to glow thanks to the small streaks of light coming through the vines as he drew closer to her.

Ash cleared his throat, nervously voicing his question, "It was you, Latias, right? From before, I mean," he finished, looking into her eyes.

The visage of Bianca looked down at the hands clasping her own and then back up to Ash. ‘It was always me... Latias, of course. I've waited for you to come back since you saved us,’ she said, getting closer to him and placing her right hand on top of his clasped ones.

Ash realized why her lips never moved and why he was able to hear her so far away. Latias must have honed her psychic powers since their last encounter just to facilitate this form of communication. He gave her a serious look.

"I've been wanting to come back to see you for a while now, but I hadn't been able to until now," Ash said, watching as her form dissipated, revealing the familiar red and white draconic legend in its place.

He smiled, seeing her true form for the first time in a while. He had dreamed about meeting Latias again, and now it was actually happening. She floated much closer to him than he had been prepared for.

‘I know you've been busy. I saw you win the Kalos league on TV when Bianca had it on,’ Latias said, looking down for a moment. ‘I haven't seen you so happy and proud before. I wish I could have been there with you,’ she expressed, leaning in closer to him.

She brushed her cheek against his. ‘I hope you're not bothered by this form,’ Latias added, her voice soft. Ash stroked her neck, eliciting a purr from her.

"I wouldn't ever be bothered by that," Ash assured her, pulling Latias' face closer to his own. "I'd do anything for you," he declared, a sense of certainty filling him that he hadn't experienced before.

Most of the companions he'd traveled with had treated him like he was completely dense, but perhaps he had always been in it for the adventure. Love was something he hadn't encountered properly, but as he stared into those golden eyes, it triggered something inside him.

Latias hadn't anticipated Ash's swift response, yet here he was, drawing her into a kiss, even with her feral form. Her eyes widened in surprise as his lips met hers, his tongue boldly slipping into her mouth.

She had expected him to be as oblivious as he had been in the past, but this Ash had matured. His hands caressed her soft feathers, exploring the edges of her wings. Latias pressed closer to him, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks. Lost in the moment, she forgot about their surroundings entirely. Under his touch, the outside world faded away, and all she wanted was to surrender to the sensation.

Ash felt strange himself, having a sense of deja vu because this felt natural as if he'd done this before. Latias shivered as his hands dipped lower to her moist hole. He began to massage it in a circle motion without cloth getting in the way this time. She gasped into his mouth as her eyes widened. Her little fins clenching as the pleasure continued to make her soar higher.

She soaked his hand as he continued teasing her. Ash didn’t even let up when she gripped him tightly. The sensation of having another person making her shake with such force was almost too much. Ash took the opportunity to press with his middle finger at the bottom of her sex. The warm wet hole opened for him and wrapped his finger in hot velvet. Her golden eyes caught Ash's and they glowed.

She gave a low moan "Laaa…" Ash took it as permission to keep going and used his thumb to massage the outside of her vulva.

Ash grunted as he pressed his pointer finger all the way to the knuckle deep inside her. He was weak in the knees at that moment while Latias gasped. Ash pulled the finger out slightly while she gripped him tighter trying to keep that one finger inside her moving her undercarriage with the motion of his thumb. Her inner walls started to shift wildly around his finger as he heard a loud moan grace his subconscious.

Feeling exactly what Latias was going through, Ash realized that the intimacy was being amplified by sight-sharing as they both fell down, with Ash ending up on top of her.

He stopped what he was doing immediately, and with a loud shlick, his finger pulled out of her love tunnel. "Are you okay, Latias?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

To his surprise, he heard Latias's enrapturing voice in his head. 'W- Why'd you stop?' she asked, her words echoing in his mind as he looked around, startled by the unexpected communication.

"Well, I was just worried about you when we fell and then I realized where we started this and…" She had put a claw to his mouth.

Latias was filled with warmth, knowing that Ash had been worried about her the whole time. She leaned in and kissed him, the moment brief but filled with affection. Pulling back, she gazed at him with a happy expression.

"I understand and thanks, but… I need something from you before we go," she said, her tone gentle yet determined.

"W- What do you need?" Ash asked, feeling a bit puzzled by her request.

‘Well, you know…’ Latias trailed off, her expression teasing as Ash raised an eyebrow once more. She sighed, a fond smile playing on her lips.  ‘Never change,’ she finished, her eyes glowing as they teleported the rest of the way to the Secret Garden.

Pikachu found himself bewildered as he realized he had landed in a tree in the middle of the garden, but he decided to figure out what had happened later on. Meanwhile, Latias and Ash remained near the secret entrance, right next to the large stone pillars. It was a darker area of the garden, which suited Latias's needs for privacy.

Looking up at Ash after the teleportation had shifted their position, Latias found him leaning heavily against the wall, his gaze directed down at her. She smiled, and her eyes began to glow blue.

'I need you to let me have this moment,' Latias said, and in a flash of light, his pants alongside his boxers disappeared and reappeared behind Latias. He couldn't believe it—had she been learning specific techniques?

'Yes, I was. For you only.' She focused a wave of psychic energy on his exposed penis and began to milk it with her power causing him to gasp, sliding down the wall to sit on his ass. Latias didn't let up and a light giggle inside his mind let him know she was enjoying this just as much as he was now.

'That's right, just sit there and let me take care of you, Ash.' She began to use her psychic power to encompass the pre that was building up at the tip, spreading it around his cock-head making sure to serve him ensuring a nice taste of more to come.

Ash could only groan out, "Latias…" Him saying that only brought out more of her eagerness. She floated forward licking down the side of his thigh before booping her nose against his throbbing organ.

'So cute! Like a little happy mushroom!' Latias said as she licked the tip causing her to earn a grunt and a tremble from Latias' beloved. She looked up at Ash with eyes filled with love as his blushing face looked to be in complete bliss thanks to her efforts alone and Latias hadn't even shown him the fruits of her labor yet.

Latias was going to go the extra mile because she knew they didn't have much time left. She nuzzled the base of his cock and began to nibble at the sides on her way back up to lick the glans.

Latias smirked at him and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out while rubbing it at the bottom of the head making a low, "Laaaaa…" Her tongue teased the tip a few more seconds before she used her psychic power to lay the cock down on her tongue.

Ash grunted, "Latias… You're so…"

She looked up at Ash, 'Am I hot? Sexy? Mind tormentingly enrapturing?' She held just the tip of his cock in her mouth. Pre leaked onto her tongue while Ash tried to create a basic response.

The way she teased him made him burn ever more, "You're better than all those words!" He grunted.

'It's not what I thought you would say, but it means so much when it’s you saying it.' She breathed heavily on the cock inside her mouth and closed her mouth creating a tight seal around the tip.

Ash's hand found its way to the back of her head rubbing Latias as she took him inside, suckling on the shaft while taking it further into her throat. Her wet tongue flicked the underside giving Ash more reason to grip her harder. He had been holding back so much today that his twitching dick wasn't going to take much more of this.

Latias' eyes fluttered for just a moment before she began to work faster. Sliding up and down the cock while only stopping to roll the tip in her mouth.

She wanted to, no… Needed him to blow inside her and more. Ash felt the muscles retracting and pulled Latias down further. Latias hadn't expected him to pull her down on his dick so quickly, but her sight sharing kicked in at the moment.

'Ash! I'm coming!' Her voice flooded his mind and he couldn't help coming to that conclusion as well. Latias trembled at the same time and her fluids stained the stone below her.

"Latias! I'm cumming!" He said as her eyes widened. Ash fired the first load straight into her throat causing Latias to open her mouth immediately, but Ash was still going. Latias felt the second stream hit her face, but she wouldn't have that as she leaned forward with an open mouth at the tip that fired a third shot directly into her mouth giving her a taste that would hopefully not be her last. Ash continued to empty himself into Latias until his dick couldn't manage anymore.

He panted as she leaned her head against his chest. His cock buried between their heated bodies. Ash could hardly believe that this beautiful Pokemon was covered in his cum. He stroked her head lovingly as she leaned into his chest.

She regarded him with adoration, nuzzling his chest. ‘That was wonderful…’ she trailed off, her voice soft as Ash nodded in response.

"I’m glad I came back. I had no idea…" He wanted to yawn, feeling Latias’ warm feathers and cool skin mix together, creating the ultimate pillow.

With a gentle, "Laaaa…" Latias yawned herself, preparing to pass on out, but not everything would go so well.

"I see you two had fun!" Ash and Latias both looked up to see Bianca approaching.

He and Latias nervously looked away as Bianca drew nearer. Bianca gave Ash a once-over and then glanced at Latias, who was covered in his essence.

"Yep. Quite a lot of fun indeed. Right, Latias?" Bianca directed her question at the Pokémon, who was trying to hide against Ash in embarrassment. A familiar hat, enveloped in a blue glow, materialized above Latias' head, gently landing on her, obscuring her blushing face and eyes.

Ash sighed. "My hat…" he remarked, though he couldn't find it in himself to be upset with Latias.

Bianca nodded knowingly. "Well, you'll have plenty of time to be embarrassed later. Lorenzo will be here soon, and you two need to freshen up," she concluded, as Latias nodded from beneath Ash's hat.

Bianca turned to Ash with a smile. "I'm glad you came back. She's been waiting for you."

Ash chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "I could tell…"

"Have fun," Bianca said as she turned away from them to attend to something else.

Ash was perplexed. "What does that mean?" Suddenly, he and Latias both emitted a vibrant shade of blue before vanishing into thin air. As Bianca walked away, she heard two large splashes in the fountain at the back and a loud cry for help. She smiled to herself as she went to fetch towels for the two lovers.

~Pokemon Center~

Sato entered through the sliding doors, making his way toward Nurse Joy, who greeted him with a warm smile. “Welcome to the Pokémon Center, where we'll heal your Pokémon back to full health. Would you like me to take care of your Pokémon?” she inquired, her tone friendly and inviting.

“Yes, please. Thank you,” Sato responded quickly, passing her six Poké Balls.

Nurse Joy accepted them, placing each one carefully into a tray before inserting them into a machine alongside Pokémon from other trainers. “They'll be fresh by the evening. Make sure to pick them up in three or four hours,” she advised. Sato nodded in understanding as she retrieved a key from a rack beneath the desk.

“I assume you'll be staying the night. Here’s the key to Room 13. Please be considerate of the other guests and try to keep noise to a minimum, okay?” she requested, offering him the key.

“I've got it. Thanks again,” Sato said, stepping aside as the doors opened up behind them once more. 

As he turned, Sato noticed a Meowth walking on two legs, which piqued his interest. ‘Never seen that before… Oh wait! I have. Ash got beat by a Meowth with boots on…’ he thought, but then it started talking. ‘Okay, I definitely never heard that before!’

“Hey James, da Twerp was sighted in town earlier,” it said, as the purple-haired trainer being referred to nodded.

“Yes, I heard, but we don’t have time for that right now. Jessie was very upfront about getting a good room here, Meowth,” James pointed out, walking up to Nurse Joy.

“Welcome to the Pokémon Center, where we will heal your Pokémon back to full health. Would you like me to take your Pokémon?” she asked him, but he shook his head.

“Uh… No. I just need a room key,” he stated, noticing Meowth looking at Sato, who hadn’t stopped giving a wary glance at the cat.

“Whatcha lookin at?” Meowth asked the teenager, who shook his head.

“Uh! Well… I…” Sato wasn’t sure how to approach this. It was a sight and sound he’d never come across, but this was an opportunity to speak with a Pokémon. He’d take it. “I couldn’t help but overhear you speaking, and I’ve never heard a Pokémon speak! Can others learn to do it?” he questioned the feline.

Meowth merely shrugged. “How would I know? Either way, buzz off.” Sato frowned, taken aback by the bluntness, but he nodded nonetheless.

“Yeah, I suppose…” He trailed off, his curiosity still burning.

James glanced over at Sato with an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that. Meowth can be a bit abrasive sometimes. He doesn’t mean anything by it. Come on, Meowth. We should be on our way,” he said, twirling the key in his hand.

Meowth nodded. “Yeah, I was ready tah leave anyway. See ya, Twerpy,” he waved backward as Sato looked on in confusion.

‘Well, that was unexpected…’ Sato thought to himself as he decided to head up to his room. A nap sounded like a good idea after the strange encounter.

~Out in the streets~

A shadowy figure walked down the cobblestone road. Hands in pockets and covered in a trench coat. The sun marked him out of the crowd that surrounded the hidden individual. Each step took the person closer to a goal. Looking up, the person noted a ship on the horizon. Seeing the target, their fist clenched in excitement. Soon enough, the plan would fall into place.

Making its way to the harbor, the movements from earlier were now quicker as if anticipation was eating away at the person underneath the large jacket. The people around the figure were glad to see family and friends hopping off the boat one by one. However, the figure was looking for one person in particular.

‘There he is.’ 

That teenager had already locked eyes with the figure, seeming to already know what was going on. Stepping off the little ferry, he got closer until they were standing face to face. 

“You’re the guy I’m looking for.” The teen said, seeing the figure reach a hand out.

“Yes, I am. Welcome, Koro. I think we’ll be getting along quite well.” The obviously male voice spoke to the young man.

Koro looked around. “We shouldn’t speak here. Let’s go.” The man underneath the trenchcoat nodded and was content to follow the younger of the two. Together, they disappeared into the city.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

Ash pulled himself from the water, absolutely soaked to the bone thanks to Latias’ stunt, but he couldn’t be mad. Especially not after the workout she just gave him. He’d not expected to be jumped as soon as he got back for a visit, but it wasn’t an unwelcome approach. Still feeling the pleasure aching in his loins, the raven haired man sighed. 

“Latias?” He asked out loud, hearing a loud splash burst from the waters of the fountain. 

Her honey gold eyes peering at him as water dripped down her head were full of curiosity and love. Yes? She asked with no hesitation.

“Was I…” Ash wasn’t completely sure how to ask this, but he needed to feel it out anyway. “Was I good?” He inquired.

Latias took no time at all. Yes. I loved it! I love you! I’ve waited so long to do this… I... She lowered her head back into the water, small air bubbles coming to the surface as her eyes narrowed, It’s been hard to be alone for such a while… I thought I’d lose myself if I had to wait any longer.

Ash listened intently, eyes softening a touch. “I can’t imagine what that’d be like…” That was true. He’d been surrounded by family and friends, but when he left. Latias had lost a brother and only had Bianca and Lorenzo around. At least, as far as he knew. It put things into perspective for the young man and made him question just how little he thought of stuff like that. Then in the pit of his stomach, he felt a twinge of guilt.

“I’m sorry…” He said suddenly.

Latias didn’t know what to make of that. Come again? Sorry for what? She asked Ash, slipping a little more into the water.

Ash frowned, taking a moment to look at his own reflection. “I left immediately afterward… When you lost your brother… I should’ve stayed a little longer. Mayb-” But he stopped when Latias interjected.

And that’s not your fault. You didn’t know that all of this was going to happen. You saved us when the chips were down. I don’t blame you. Latias finished, hoping she got the point across. 

Ash couldn’t help himself as he tried to bite off more than he could chew. “But I could’v-” Latias shook her head, her honey gold eyes capturing his own.

Done nothing. You had a journey to go on… If anything, I was young and naive at that time. I’m still young, but I’ve matured. Five years is a lot of time to think about things, but relatively short for myself.’ She said, seeing him nod dejectedly, ‘I’m just glad you found your way back at all and that I got to show you how much I wanted you. Latias lifted her head out of the water, showing him a wide smile that warmed him up slightly.

Ash felt the smile running back to the front and he saw the dragoness blush. “You know… I real-” 

He was interrupted when another voice entered the fray. “It’s kind of awkward watching you two flirt.” Bianca said as Latias dunked herself in the water and Ash looked up to see her holding two towels.

She sported a teasing grin on her face, but her eyes betrayed the warmth she felt underneath the facade. “If I had to say anything else, though, it'd be that you two look really cute together.” Bianca added, watching as Latias’ shadow dove further into the water and disappeared likely out of embarrassment. 

Ash merely chuckled. “It’s her fault for being so cute in the first place.” He admitted as Latias resurfaced, blushing heavily.

Y- You! Latias squeaked out, hearing Bianca giggle from above.

Latias began to sink again, but Bianca spoke up. “I’ve got your towels.” She said, clearing the stairs and making her way over.

She handed Ash one and laid the other on the edge of the fountain. Bianca smiled at the raven haired man and sat down next to the towel between them. Latias was expecting her to tease some more, but her best friend seemed distant at this moment. The dragoness felt a little bewildered by this change and then some anticipation creeped in.

Bianca's hair blew slightly in the breeze as she turned to Ash. “So, what are your intentions for my best friend?” She asked the man with an obvious teasing lilt to her voice. “As if I didn't already know .” Her smirk was palpable and Ash jerked away to look in any other direction.

He even scratched his chin with his pointer finger. “I mean… I've already…” He turned to Latias for help, but she looked rather helpless in this situation.

Latias thought she was going to be serious. Hey! It seemed like you were being thoughtful a moment ago! The Dragoness trilled in a more annoyed fashion.

Bianca smiled at her. “Maybe… But it’s fun to tease you.” Latias blushed even more so thinking of the time before Ash had arrived. 

Latias pondered on that, her cheeks blazing. Not as much fun as it is to tease you. The dragoness stuck her tongue out and it was Bianca’s turn to lose her foothold. Scowling playfully at the dragon, she stuck out her tongue in response.

Latias lowered her eyes, slurping back up her tongue as it swiped her lips. Bianca’s blush intensified and she tried focusing on anything else. The eon celebrated her minor victory with a happier trill. 

Ash looked between the two, noticing just how close they seemed to be. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you two were-” 

The paintress’ eyes widened as she spoke up. “Actually! I probably should go get Grandpa! He’d be excited to see you, Ash.” She made up on the spot as Bianca quickly stood up to remove herself from the equation.

Ash was confused, but nodded as he watched her leave. He could hear Latias giggling in the background and he sighed. “What’d you do anyway?” Latias merely disappeared without saying a word. With nothing more to add, Ash took a look at the towel and silently thanked Bianca.

Bianca walked toward the workshop located at the back. The past year had gone by without much of a hitch and she had Latias to thank for that. Her stress levels had gone down significantly, and the work Bianca had put in was managed primarily due to her trysts with the dragoness and the relief they provided. Though, she wouldn’t admit it to anyone.

Except to myself… My best friend is really good. Bianca thought, remembering all the ways they’d put their endurance to the test.

The paintress was enamored too, but now that Ash was back, would there be any room for herself? It was a question that gnawed at her mind for a while, perhaps even until Latias would inevitably leave. At least, it made sense to the young woman. Having gotten a look at Ash herself, she had to admit that he looked fine himself. 

Another thought wormed itself into her mind. I wonder if…’ Her eyes narrowed and she dismissed the idea or tried to at the very least, Maybe Latias would... Bianca shook her head, focusing instead on the door in front of her. She gripped the handle and pushed it open. Looking around, she guessed that her Grandpa wasn’t in his shop. Where could he be? She wondered while wandering through the darkened room, before reaching and exiting through the front door. Finding herself on the crowded canal side, she closed the door behind and locked it tight.

Bianca headed toward her home as quickly as her legs would carry her. Getting closer, she slowed, panting lightly as the door came into view. She made her way inside and looked around only to see Lorenzo sitting back in his favorite chair looking at her in surprise.

“Erm… Bianca? It’s a surprise to see you home so early. What’s going on?” He asked her.

Bianca moved in. “We’ve got a return visitor. I bet you can’t guess who?”

Lorenzo put a hand to his beard, contemplating just who it might be. “If it’s the tax man, I want nothing to do with him.”

For once, Bianca agreed. “Right… But that’s not who I’m talking about. It’s Ash Ketchum actually!” She said, sounding a bit more excited than she thought.

Lorenzo leaned back in his recliner. “Oh, well, that’s…” He trailed off, thinking for just a moment, “Huh, you said Ash Ketchum?!” Her eyes widened as the older man suddenly got a burst of strength, leaning forward and closing the recliner, he jumped up. Then immediately felt a wave of pain shoot through his back.

“Grandpa! You should take your time.” She said, worried for him.

“Urgh! I’m not the man I used to be… But that doesn’t mean I won’t go greet Ash myself.” He huffed, shifting back to lean on his chair. 

Bianca went to procure his cane and passed it to him, earning a thanks from her Grandpa. “What are we waiting for? We need to go? Is he in the garden?” He asked as Bianca nodded.

“Yeah, but how’d you guess?” She hadn’t specified that.

“Because I figure that once he got into town, Latias would meet with him if she could.” He’d noticed her depression and happiness when being around Ash. She hadn’t been like that since, but Latias had gotten better over the years. 

Bianca was surprised, but followed him as he pressed his cane to the floor. “Like I said, no time to waste. Let’s get moving.” Together, he and Bianca would head for the Secret Garden.

Latias floated backward in the fountain, listening to the soothing sound of it pouring from the source. She enjoyed that sweet serenity that came with this mystical place she’d called home for the longest time. Ash was soaking his hat in the water, trying to clean it up the best he could after Latias hid herself underneath it. The day was shown through the veil of psychic energy from above and hit the two with warm natural light. 

Ash was having a time with it until his eyes widened. “Oh yeah!” 

Latias shifted, moving her head to look up in surprise. What’s up?

The chocolate eyed man turned to her. “Did you teleport Pikachu by any chance?” He asked her to which she nodded.

I did actually do that… He should be here somewhere. She said, glancing around and wondering why he hadn’t shown himself yet.

Ash shrugged. “Well, as long as he is here, it shouldn’t be too much trouble. For all I know, he could be asleep.” He said and Latias’ head splashed back down to look up at the ceiling.

Yeah, maybe so. She agreed with a slight nod.

“You said he was here, Bianca.” Ash perked up, hearing Lorenzo’s voice.

“He’s right this way, Grandpa.” Bianca led him to the stairs and helped him down while Ash set his hat on the edge of the fountain. 

Lorenzo ambled his way over with his cane tapping the stone. "It's been a while, Ash. I've heard about some of your adventures. Are you here on official business?" he asked.

Ash stood up and extended his hand, shaking Lorenzo's firmly. "Nope, no business this time. I just really wanted to visit. It really has been too long."

The older man agreed with a nod. "Five years is quite a while. Latias has really missed you," Lorenzo said, still shaking Ash's hand.

Ash chuckled nervously, scratching his head with his free hand. "Yeah, I got the message." Bianca smirked at Ash, who added, "She definitely made it clear anyway." He glanced at Latias, who was hanging on the edge of the stone fence surrounding the fountain.

"That's understandable," Lorenzo remarked, finally letting go of Ash’s hand. The raven haired man chuckled nervously as the last few hours or so replayed in his mind. It suddenly got quiet, uncomfortably so.

“Are you alright m’boy?” Lorenzo questioned him as Ash snapped to attention.

“Uh, yeah! Just got a lot on my mind.” Ash said quickly enough.

Bianca, noticing the tension, decided to change the topic. "You know what we all need? A nice meal together." She turned to Lorenzo. "How about we go out for dinner tonight?"

The older man brushed his beard with intrigue. "Do you have a place in mind?" Lorenzo asked.

Bianca nodded eagerly. "Yes! There's this new place called Trattoria Amore. They specialize in Italian cuisine. I think you’ll love it." She looked at Ash, who nodded enthusiastically.

Ash grinned, feeling more comfortable. "I actually heard about a place with that name in Lumiose City. Funny there's another one here."

"It might just be a coincidence," Lorenzo said thoughtfully, scratching his chin.

Lorenzo sighed, rubbing his back. "I've got to do something before I go that way, so why don't you all explore the town in the meantime? There's plenty of new places to see." He looked at Latias expectantly who trilled happily. She floated up out of the fountain, shaking off the excess water from her smooth, feathery form. Then her form shimmered and shifted until a carbon copy of Bianca was seen with the only noticeable difference being her eyes.

Speaking of eyes, she captured Ash's own as she strode up to him. I’ve seen some of these new spots, but there is an old spot I want to visit. Should bring up some memories. Latias telepathically sent his way as she grabbed the man's hand. 

“H- Hey…” He protested, but didn't resist her gentle yet forceful tug that pulled him along.

Ash was being pulled away as Latias moved toward the back entrance of the garden. Lorenzo chuckled softly before turning to Bianca. “And what are your plans?” he asked.

Bianca watched them for a moment before sighing. “I think I'll follow them to make sure they stay out of trouble.”

Lorenzo gave a small smile. “Promise you’ll be careful, and I’ll catch up with you all later, okay?” he said, tapping his cane.

Bianca nodded and smiled back. “Of course! But maybe you should take it easy too. Your back has been bothering you a lot lately.”

Lorenzo grunted in agreement, rubbing his back. “It really has…”

Bianca hesitated. “I could stay and help you.”

He shook his head. “No need. You’re young, go enjoy yourself. Time waits for no one.”

“If you're sure…” she said, trailing off as Lorenzo waved her away.

“I’ll be fine,” he reassured her. She waved back and turned to leave.

As Bianca walked a few feet, she heard a rustling in the branches above. A yellow blur darted through the trees. “Pika!” he squeaked victoriously as he leaped toward Bianca, who caught him in surprise.

“Pika-pi!” Pikachu nuzzled against her chest as she hugged him.

"Ash is going to miss you, you know?" she said. Pikachu nodded, and Bianca set him down. He quickly ran ahead, with Bianca following close behind.

Lorenzo sighed. “To be young again…” He cursed his aching back, feeling the weight of many years bearing down on him in the twilight of his life.

At times like this, Lorenzo hoped that Bianca would eventually meet someone and have a fulfilling life. I won’t be here forever. I just want everything to work out, he thought, humming to himself.

“Can’t just stand here all day…” he said aloud.

‘So why are you?’ The question was clear as day, though no one seemed to be nearby.

“Hrm? Latios?” the older man questioned as the eon Pokémon indeed appeared, with his sister trailing close behind.

Yeah, it's me, Latios said, as his sister thrust her head forward.

And don't forget me! she added with a giggle.

Lorenzo had been surprised just five years prior when these two had miraculously appeared. Initially, he thought their arrival would complicate things. However, he couldn't have been more wrong. The new siblings had managed to keep Latias out of her depression and had made things easier overall. He greatly appreciated them both, and it eased his heart to bond with the new Latios, though he felt slightly guilty thinking of him that way. The last thing he wanted was to fully replace the other Latios he had known for so many years.

“I don't think I could forget either of you. So, would you like to help me along?” he asked, and the two eons eagerly nodded and assisted him to his destination.

Sato breathed a sigh of relief as he flopped onto the bunk bed in his rented room. The cushion squeaked annoyingly as his thoughts piled up, boggling his mind. He had finally battled his hero, the man he had always looked up to.

So, why did it feel like it wasn't enough? Sato knew he had done his best with what he had. Chameleon had fought tooth and claw to do the damage it managed against the croc. If the battle with Ash had gone that way, who was he kidding himself about for the tournament he had signed up for? Everything had led up to this, and the more he heard about his potential opponents like Kuro and the legendary Tobias, the more it seemed like a pipe dream to force himself to compete against such insurmountable odds.

Ash wouldn't give up… That much was certainly true and undeniable. But Sato had to admit that Ash was a seasoned trainer, while he had barely scraped by getting his third badge after no fewer than ten attempts against Whitney. Sure, he had trained his team a lot more thanks to those nine losses, and he might be a step closer to his dream, but that step felt minuscule compared to what lay ahead.

His thoughts shifted to his brother, a successful trainer who had given him a Pokémon that had been more of a hassle than a help. It could utterly decimate other trainers, but only when it deemed them worthy opponents, often going too far.

Compared to him…

He didn’t want to finish that thought. The very idea of being compared to his brother in every circumstance weighed heavily on him. Sato’s mother often pushed him to be just like his brother, and the young teen had worked hard to achieve something ideal, whatever that was supposed to mean. His father wasn’t around often, always working hard to support them.

They both wanted what was best for him, but he never understood exactly how to get there. The stress was palpable, as was his yearning to achieve a goal that always seemed out of reach, much like his brother. It really put him on an imaginary pedestal.

And that could be my fault… Sato wouldn’t speak up about the problems he was having. Stressing himself to the maximum of his burdens was his way of life, and every day he didn’t push further beyond himself from the day before felt like another failure.

When he watched a match on television or the internet, he’d get so excited. The action, the power on display, and the drive to win it all or go home with nothing made him starstruck. Especially when Ash Ketchum came on the scene. His first league run had put him in the top 16, and he was the underdog for sure. Sato had rooted for him all the way, but when Ash didn’t win, it felt like a slight against all the underdogs out there.

Yet, Ash didn’t stop climbing his way up the ladder. He continued to push on and had a great run at the Silver Conference. Sato and his brother had watched it with gleaming eyes and wide smiles until those smiles turned into frowns. Even then, Ash continued on, and the Hoenn League came around. That was the most ridiculous one yet! Losing to a Meowth in boots! Ha! Ash's placing kept improving, and he still moved forward.

One of the most controversial losses in Ash’s career hit like a truck. Sato denied it all the way. He hated how Tobias, this random guy, just happened to have two legendaries. What a cheap victory! The fanbase had ultimately chosen to call it a fluke, and still, Ash had gone the furthest he’d ever had before.

An inspiration to many by this point, Sato felt like maybe he could live up to those aspirations as long as his hero could move on after each loss. When the Unova League happened, everyone just forgot about it. Who’d want to remember something like that anyway? Just another thing. Sato felt miserable just thinking about it.

What a headache, he thought, pushing it away.

Once in a lifetime, they said, a miracle could happen. And it did, right in time for the ultimate contest of skill and raw determination. The Kalos League had crowned a new champion: Ash Ketchum! Sato and his brother couldn’t believe it. Although they were watching from different places, they both saw the incredible moment. Greninja had taken down Alain’s Charizard with a final attack so devastating that it rocked the stadium. The Blast Burn had choked just before it could hit Greninja, sealing the victory.

The two were ecstatic, feeling excitement rush through their veins. This was what being a trainer was all about: struggling until hard work paid off, making everything fall into perspective. It felt good to see the underdog finally reach his pinnacle—a pinnacle that Sato could only dream of achieving himself.

I’ll get there one day. I know it! Those thoughts were seeds waiting to bear fruit in his mind.

Turning over, the young teen rested his head on a soft pillow and let sleep slowly take over. Soon enough, he was fast asleep, with dreams larger than life taking hold.

Gazing out at a familiar scene, Ash and Latias stood on a balcony overlooking the place where they had first met. Everything looked just as it had before, as if time hadn’t left its mark on the surroundings. The water pump stood next to the grate, and children were playing frisbee in the square below. It felt like a moment frozen in time, where all was right with the world. Latias held Ash's hand tightly, both of them basking in the warmth of the breeze. Latias wore a smile that could melt even the coldest heart, turning it into a beacon of love.

She gently tugged him away from the balcony, and he happily followed her lead. Together, they settled on a bench, Latias snuggling up next to Ash, emitting a sigh of contentment.

Do you remember when you saved me from Annie and Oakley the first time? Latias asked Ash, nuzzling his neck, to which he responded by resting his chin in her soft hair.

“Yeah. We ran for what felt like forever. There were so many twists and turns, we’re lucky to have given them the slip!” he replied, his tone reflecting a mix of reluctance to recall such a time yet acknowledging it nonetheless.

Latias giggled. It was scary, but also exciting. I was running with such a cute boy! She grinned, cuddling Ash even more tightly. And now you're back, and we can do this all over again! Without the danger, anyway, the eon added with a happy trill.

Ash nodded, gently disentangling his hand from hers and wrapping his arm around Latias’ shoulder. A wave of affectionate feelings passed between them, making each other happier with every passing second. I wanted to do this with you... to hold you and cuddle until the stars showed high in the sky, she murmured softly into his mind.

Ash hesitated, his thoughts swirling with the weight of unspoken words. Latias had confessed her love, and while he felt something profound for her, he struggled to articulate it. The adventure and thrill of his journey had always been his focus, but now, in this moment of calm, he was confronted with feelings he couldn't ignore.

“I… I did too. I was just too blinded by the adventure. Just a dumb kid when I was passing through.” He rubbed her shoulder gently, earning a soft coo from Latias.

But Ash hadn't said everything he wanted to say. The words were right there, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. Did he love her back? Why was it so hard to express? Grimacing inwardly, he tightened his hold on Latias. She turned to him, worry etched on her face.

Is something the matter?

Ash looked into her honey-gold eyes and shook his head. “No. At least, I don't think there is.”

Latias let out a small cry, nuzzling him. Do you want to talk about it? she asked softly.

Ash paused, thinking earnestly about her question. Her head continued brushing his neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath and a bit of laughter. His thoughts continued to gnaw at him, but he decided to quash them for now.

“No. I'm not ready to speak on it quite yet, but when I am, I'll let you know.” He replied, hoping to reassure her.

Latias nodded, her eyes gentle. Take as much time as you need. We'll have plenty of that to go around. She wiggled her eyebrows playfully, adding, And more fun… She trailed off, watching him blush a light pink.

“R- Right.” He stammered, scratching his head with his free hand.

At this moment, Ash felt lighter than he had in a long time. The comfort of Latias and the charm of Altomare were exactly what he needed. Everything he had gone through had led to this moment, and while unexpected, it was something he deeply appreciated.

“Thanks, Latias…” He trailed off, leaning against her, content to sit back and enjoy this time. Latias merely accepted the thanks happily, glad to have him there.

From behind the nearest corner, Pikachu poked his head out. Seeing Ash and Latias on the bench, he smiled earnestly. "Pika chaaa..." he trailed off, his sensitive ears picking up the sound of footsteps approaching.

Bianca appeared behind Pikachu, grinning at the tender scene before her. I'll have to bring this up later, she thought, then leaned down to the electric rodent. She scooped him up, and Pikachu didn't protest, snuggling into her hold.

"We’ll go get some ice cream and let them enjoy themselves," she whispered. Pikachu nodded in agreement, and the two departed the scene as swiftly as they had arrived.

Latias sighed, I wish this could last forever. She felt Ash’s hand falter, his hand moving away from her shoulder.

"It can, but you might have to... come with me." Latias' eyes widened a little and she moved away from him slightly. He felt a twinge of worry. "But I wouldn't force you to. It would be up to you." She stood up, moving to the balcony.

Latias wasn't sure if she was nervous, happy, sad, or just unsure of that possibility. She had never known anything beyond Altomare. Could she go with Ash and leave this place?

Ash walked closer to her, cupping her hand in both of his. "I'm going to be here for two weeks. I'm exploring this idea just as much as you are and..." He trailed off, letting go of her hand entirely to take off his backpack.

Latias, in the form of Bianca's twin lookalike, was surprised as Ash pulled out a familiar cylindrical container. He unscrewed the lid and turned it upside down. A piece of paper slowly slid out into his other hand.

He smiled at her, "You know, I thought about you and Bianca a lot more than either of you probably knew." He unrolled the now familiar painting, and Latias was practically tearing up by this point.

"This really meant a lot to me," Ash said, showing her the picture of him and Pikachu looking quite happy together. Latias felt warm knowing that he had kept it for so long.

Ash smiled, "I wasn't sure which one of you actually made it. I wanted to ask, but you left so quickly." Latias clutched her shirt, one hand covering her mouth, tears flowing freely.

Ash gasped and moved toward her again, pulling her into a hug. "I didn't mean to make you cry…"

Latias shook her head, I made it… Her voice echoed in his mind, clear and emotional. She looked into his brown eyes, You have no idea how good it feels… She trailed off before continuing, To know that you treasured it for so long. Before she could think about what else to say, Latias closed the gap between them and pressed her lips to his, a gentle and heartfelt kiss that spoke volumes.

Sparks flew inside her brain, and it felt wonderful. A heavy blush spread across her cheeks as she moved to grasp Ash's neck, threading one of her hands through his jet-black hair.

They stayed like that, lost in the moment, under the bright blue skies. Latias began to feel something else poke her thigh, causing her to open her eyes wide.

So, you must really like this form? Or is it because of Bianca? she asked, her voice teasing in his mind. Ash turned redder than usual.

"Well, I uhh…" He stammered, trying to find the right words.

She put a finger to his lips, silencing him gently. It's okay, Ash. I understand. Her eyes sparkled with affection as she continued, It's still me, no matter what form I take.

Ash nodded, relief washing over him. "I know. And I like you for who you are, not just how you look." The words had tumbled out faster than his mind could catch them and Latias hoped to hear those treasured words follow with something more, but a loud pop followed by a woosh would sound off as a bright flash gave form to Bayleef.

Bayleef saw the scene before her and it utterly horrified the grass type. Letting out a shrill gasp of pure shock as the tears began to run down her face, she ran off leaving the two completely blindsided. This had happened so quickly that Ash was still processing it, but Latias seemed curious about that sudden event.

Erm… What was that about, Ash?

Ash felt compelled to explain himself. "She's always been like this. Anytime another woman even talked to me, she'd get aggressive." Latias tensed at his words, her eyes narrowing slightly.

So, you've been around other women? she asked, her voice a mixture of curiosity and mild irritation.

Ash shook his head quickly, his hands waving in a dismissive gesture. "Not like this. Definitely not like this!" he assured her.

Latias's posture relaxed, a gentle smile spreading across her face. That's good... You shouldn't be with just anyone. It should be someone special, someone who truly understands you, her thoughts echoed warmly in his mind.

Ash's thoughts stuttered to a halt. "Special...?"

Latias nodded, her hand reaching out to grasp his. Her touch was light, yet it sent a wave of reassurance through him. I gave my heart to you. I wouldn't want anyone else in the world. But I'm not familiar with human traditions. If someone else loved you as much as I do, I'd be willing to share, she added with a playful yet sincere smile. As long as everyone agreed.

She then looked around with a sense of urgency. We should find her quickly.

Before Ash could respond, Latias enveloped them in a soft, glowing light, and in an instant, they were teleported to the docks. The world blurred for a moment before snapping back into focus, the salty sea air hitting Ash's senses.

"Woah! I'll never get used to that," Ash said, trying to steady himself on the uneven wooden planks of the dock. The transition left him slightly disoriented, but Latias's soft giggle brought him back to the moment. Her laughter was like a gentle melody, easing his nerves as he found his footing.

Latias pointed to the right. You go that way. I'll look over here. She didn't wait for his reply and headed off, her determination clear.

She already knew where to look. Being a psychic had its advantages. She walked purposefully into the back alley not too far from where she'd teleported herself and Ash. Almost immediately, she spotted the forlorn figure of Bayleef, her leaf drooping low.

Bayleef stood there, her head hanging. She had seen Ash with admirers before, but this time it stung more than usual. Her leaf was practically touching the ground, reflecting her mood. Surely, he would notice me someday, right? she thought, feeling a wave of sadness wash over her.

Latias approached Bayleef quietly, reaching out to touch the little dinosaur on the back of her neck. Bayleef jolted in shock, spinning around to face her.

"Who or what are you?!" Bayleef's thoughts spilled out audibly, her eyes wide with surprise. "What is this?!"

Latias withdrew her hand and spoke calmly. "It's a force field. We can speak on even terms here. It takes a lot of energy to maintain this, so I usually keep the translation part off when I do other activities." She leaned back slightly, offering a friendly smile. "I'm a Pokemon too. Latias is my name. Nice to meet you." She extended her hand towards Bayleef.

Bayleef hesitated for a moment, her eyes narrowing in suspicion before she cautiously reached out and shook Latias’s hand. "Latias? I've heard of you. You're one of those legendary Pokemon."

Latias nodded. "Yes, I am. And I know you're Bayleef, one of Ash's closest friends. I can sense your feelings for him."

Bayleef’s eyes widened again, this time with a mixture of hope and fear. "You can? Then you know how much I care for him."

Bayleef looked at Latias in astonishment. "Wait! Does Ash already know?" she asked, her voice tinged with surprise and a hint of fear.

Latias nodded, much to Bayleef's further amazement.

Bayleef’s gaze dropped, her expression turning sorrowful. "But that would mean that I wouldn't have had to..." She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.

Latias tilted her head in confusion. "To? What?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

Bayleef hesitated, the weight of her guilt pressing down on her. She had taken advantage of Ash in a moment of overwhelming desire, and now, facing Latias, the reality of her actions was inescapable. Latias sensed her reluctance and gently encouraged her. "Please, if I can help you, I will. But you need to tell me, especially if Ash is involved."

The barrier Latias had created made it impossible for Bayleef to hide the truth. With a heavy sigh, she finally confessed. "Well, I may have taken advantage of him..." She trailed off, her voice barely a whisper.

Latias’ eyes narrowed in concern. "Taken advantage of him? How? Why?" she pressed, wanting to understand the full extent of what had happened.

Bayleef felt herself shrinking under Latias' scrutiny. "You’re a Psychic-type, right?” she asked. Latias nodded. Bayleef looked away, her voice filled with shame. “Just look into my memory..." she said awkwardly.

Latias hesitated but then reached out to touch Bayleef's head, delving into her memories. The landscape around them shifted, and they were transported to a familiar-looking hotel room. In the memory, a desperate Bayleef, overwhelmed by her heat, sat on a couch with Ash, who seemed to be trying to calm her down.

The next few minutes flew by in a blur. The memory showed Bayleef using her Attract move on Ash, compelling him against his will. The scene faded, leaving Latias to pull her hand back, her expression one of disgust and disappointment.

"So, that's how... You used Attract?" Latias said, her voice cold.

Bayleef couldn't meet her gaze, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I did... It felt right at the time, but now I just feel awful. It's like I need a crutch just to be with him," she confessed, her voice breaking with frustration and regret.

The jealousy and shame Bayleef felt were palpable. Latias, her expression intense and unforgiving, crossed her arms. "Apologize," she stated firmly.

Without thinking, Bayleef immediately replied, "I'm sorry…" Her voice trembled, but Latias shook her head.

"No! Not to me. To him. You should tell him everything!" Latias insisted, her tone firm and unyielding.

Bayleef's eyes widened in shock. "W-What?! But he'll hate me!" The thought of confessing such a grave mistake to Ash was terrifying.

Latias' eyes softened, but only a little. "That's a chance you have to take. I know Ash is a good person, and so do you. Maybe he'll forgive you." She then looked away, adding with a hint of sternness, "If you don't tell him yourself though… I won't forgive you."

Bayleef was struck by Latias’s stern look, which worried her beyond comprehension. If I don’t tell Ash, she might, Bayleef thought to herself, but then realized that Latias had heard that slip as well, thanks to the barrier.

Latias' brow furrowed at Bayleef's internal admission. Bayleef dipped her head in understanding, knowing she had been caught. As Latias let down the barrier, she stepped toward Bayleef and patted her on the head, a gesture that was both reassuring and insistent. Latias then leaned her head toward the exit of the area, signaling for Bayleef to follow.

Bayleef got to her hoof-like feet, and together they walked away from that secluded spot. One was filled with hopeful determination, while the other was consumed with worry and uncertainty about how things would turn out. But Latias wasn't going to dwell on that right now. She was looking forward to the evening, where she had a certain plan for Mr. Ash Ketchum.

As they moved through the quiet streets, Latias’ thoughts drifted to Ash. The sun had dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over Altomare. The thought of spending time with Ash later filled her with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. She knew that tonight was important, not just for her, but for Ash and their evolving relationship even though she had jumped the gun.

Bayleef, on the other hand, was silent, her mind racing. Each step felt heavier than the last. The prospect of confessing to Ash filled her with dread, but Latias’ words resonated within her. Ash deserved to know the truth, and Bayleef knew that she had to face the consequences of her actions. With each passing moment, she steeled herself for the difficult conversation ahead, hoping against hope that Ash’s forgiving nature would prevail.

Ash was sitting on a bench, feeling a bit tired from all the searching he had been doing. To help with the task, he had sent Pidgeot out to scout the area. He hoped to hear back from his friend soon enough, but instead, an unexpected delight arrived—an ice cream cone appeared right in front of his face.

He looked up to find both Pikachu and Bianca standing there, smiling. Grinning back, he took the offered ice cream cone as Bianca sat down beside him.

"Thanks, Bianca," he said, his gratitude evident. Bianca smiled, closing her eyes and savoring the gentle breeze that swept through the area.

"How'd you know?" she asked, watching Pikachu hop off her shoulder.

Bianca continued, "You should be a bit more careful with this little guy. He could have gotten lost."

Ash chuckled softly. "Well, I already knew where he was. I even knew who you were despite your twin. I recognized La- ow! What was that for?" He questioned, rubbing his arm where she pinched him. Bianca looked around at the people walking through the plaza. 

Bianca's eyes narrowed. “Them.” She arched her eyes with an inquisitive look. "I'm still wondering about how you knew?"

Ash grinned and eagerly replied, "I've picked up on a few things since I left here. I can see other people's and Pokémon's aura." He looked at Bianca, and she saw his eyes glow slightly, feeling a warm sensation in his presence.

He elaborated, "It's something I've been able to do since I met Lucario a while back." He finished nonchalantly.

"Though there are some cases where a Pokémon can hide their aura. Like right now, Bayleef is hiding from me and thus hiding her aura." Ash took a lick of the slowly melting ice cream cone before continuing, "Sometimes Pokémon can subconsciously hide themselves when they don't want to be found. I saw Pikachu's aura the moment that me and La-" His mouth was suddenly covered by Bianca’s hand. His eyes widened in surprise as he mumbled an apology for the repeat offense.

Bianca removed her hand and nodded for him to continue, "and your twin had come home." Ash explained. Bianca nodded in understanding, watching as Ash began to really enjoy his ice cream.

"That's why I didn't initially worry, because I knew he was fine and I asked her." Ash finished and Bianca nodded approvingly at the young man.

"Chuuuu…" Pikachu trailed off in contented happiness, his cheeks sparking slightly as he nuzzled closer to Ash.

Bianca was impressed with how much Ash had changed from the boy she and Latias had met long ago. Back then, he had been brash and impulsive, but now he exuded a sense of calm strength. His maturity was evident, and it made her blush as she turned to look away, trying to hide the warmth spreading across her cheeks.

I just can’t believe it, she thought to herself.

“Speaking of fine. Hey!” He shouted, seeing Latias approaching them with Bayleef close behind.

“And she brought a friend,” Bianca noticed the dinosaur following her. Latias nodded, while Bayleef looked down at the ground. Ash, surprised, nodded in acknowledgment.

“Gotcha,” He smiled, glad to see them. Turning to Latias and Bayleef, he continued, “Still, I’m glad to see you both made it back okay. I’m happy that you’re doing better, Bayleef.”

Just then, a familiar sound came from above.

“Pidgeo!” Pidgeot called out while slowly floating down with small flaps of his large wings. He looked a bit frustrated, indicating that Latias’s barrier had worked well. Latias silently celebrated that her abilities had been effective, even against such a sharp bird.

Bayleef leaned into Ash as he petted her. He couldn’t place it, but for some reason, this felt familiar and made him blush. That’s weird… It’s like this anytime I’m around her too. The feeling wasn’t normal, and it bothered him.

Latias frowned a little, just a bit jealous that Bayleef was still getting attention from Ash despite what she'd done. But she let it slide, knowing she would get everything out in the open once they had the time. Ash finished petting Bayleef and called both Pidgeot and Bayleef back to their Pokéballs.

Ash moved over to let Latias have a seat next to him. “May as well enjoy the last part of the day with us,” he said. Latias snuggled right up to him.

Knowing what had been done to him bothered her, but she was determined to right that wrong. Tonight would be a wonderful time for her and Ash. She glanced at Bianca while thinking about this.

As the sun began to sink below the buildings, the group of four watched with awe. Though it was colder than they had anticipated, Ash felt warm with Bianca pressed up against him and Pikachu sitting on his head. It was a great day.

I’m the luckiest guy on the planet, His ice cream had completely melted away, covering his hand in a sticky residue, forgotten in the moment.

Well, it was official. For Koro, at the very least, the day was basically the worst. Sure, for most it was a perfectly fine and normal day, but his day was ruined. He made his way down the beach side, watching the salty water lap at the shoreline. His spirits had been high in the prospect of his career as a trainer, but not so since his last meeting with that man. That horrible man…

It was too good to be true… It's always shitty luck.  Koro stepped shakily forward, the sand below sucking up his boot as he lifted the right one up and took the grains with the inlay of his under soles into the air. 

They spilled back to the untainted sand below and a small group of Krabby watched him in what appeared to be awe. He merely continued his self-deprecating walk without paying them any mind. He'd been needing something to uplift his career and this tournament was the first opportunity. 

Koro took a particularly harsh step, sinking a bit more than usual and fell forward into the sand. His jacket flew up, harsh granulated sand covered his body while his face felt the full effect head on. Pain. A slight amount, but there nonetheless. Shaking slightly on the ground, he moved his arms and pushed off the sandy beach. Brow furrowed, the older teen grunted while spitting out the sand that found its way inside his mouth.

Unpleasant thoughts rushed through his mind, but nothing particularly new. It’s unfair…

Was Arceus himself going to come down and smite him next? Koro wouldn’t put this past the ethereal god though there was no sign that Pokemon would ever come back to this planet or if he even existed to begin with. Maybe the Pokedex was just playing guessing games and the thing was merely a drawing. Still, Koro kind of wished it would happen so he could escape this cruel reality he was living through.

Like he’d ever spare me… That’s just not the hand Koro was dealt. Standing on his two feet again, his gaze shifted to the city. Brushing his hands through his hair and getting rid of more offending sand particles, he moved on. Perhaps he would be able to push these thoughts aside with a long walk.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

The sun had set for the day was finally over, but the night was young. The canals were a bit more empty than usual and the water's surface reflected the moon and stars for the clouds had retreated. A warm and subtle breeze was a brushstroke that couldn't even so much as make a ripple on the water. At least until a certain gondola cut through the perfect painting.

Ash pulled the paddle toward him, pushing the group through the river. Latias and Bianca sat with Pikachu, petting and cooing at his adorable visage. Pikachu enjoyed himself immensely while Ash worked on getting them to the destination. Ash couldn't help but be a little jealous of his buddy.

Yet, he couldn't help but smile despite that, 'He's a ladies man too.' He thought with a bit of a smirk and a stifled chuckle.

Latias laughed in response much to Ash's surprise when he remembered she could hear his thoughts, 'Pikachu is cute. You're the ladies man in my book.' She responded in his head.

Ash blushed a little, 'Y- Yeah…' He thought back while Bianca looked between Ash and Latias.

She looked a little indignant, "Am I missing out on something here?" She figured they were speaking even now. She was correct.

Latias turned away slightly trying to play it straight, "No… Not really." She didn't have a perfect poker face.

Bianca narrowed her eyes for a moment causing Latias to sweat, but then she got a playful smile, "Hey Ash…" She trailed off as Ash looked back at the paddle in the water.

"Uh… Yeah?" He felt the boat shake a little and he himself lost a bit of his balance. He wondered what was up when he heard a smaller voice than usual in the back of his mind.

'Stooopppp…' It trailed off in an echo as hands gripped him from the back. Even snaking their way to his torso.

Ash maintained his balance, but the balance was a bit off put by those delicate hands rubbing his body. He even began to sweat a little as a warm breath was blown against his right ear. This made him shiver a little in restrained delight.

Bianca whispered into his ear almost melodically, "Oh~ Ashey~" She teased him by rubbing close to what appeared to be a tent in his pants that he was desperately trying to hold back.

Latias was squeezing Pikachu very tightly and he was beginning to tear up a little, "Piiiiiiii! kaaaa!" He eeped out as Latias's blush began to take over the surface area of her face.

Ash remembered thinking that earlier today he was the luckiest man. Now he realized that he was just prey to the minx's closest to him. That's when he felt the electric shock up his side. Bianca kissed his neck and then licked it for good measure, "CHUUUUUUU!" That loud bellow followed with a large jolt of electricity sparking off the front of the boat much to the surprise of Bianca and Ash who turned to find Latias smoking up a miniature cloud.

Ash turned to Pikachu immediately as Bianca went to go aid her friend. Meanwhile, other people were opening their windows to see what all the fuss was about. Ash had to forget about reprimanding his buddy and tried to assure everyone that there was nothing to see here.

After a bit of reassuring and a quick Recover later. Things had de-escalated to a normal level. Latias was making a bit of a pouty face having been shocked and forced to watch as her sis had delivered shocking blows to Ash. Bianca was still giggling to herself about how she'd had a bit of fun there.

Ash had Pikachu hanging onto his shoulder because it seemed like the little mouse was now done getting his precious attention from the two women opposite them. To top it off, he was getting pretty hungry at this point. He looked to see Latias and Bianca having a mental battle.

Latias shook her head as thoughts began to pool in her mind from her friend. 'I said I was sorry. It was a bit of innocent fun.' Latias frowned as Bianca postured a bit more.

Bianca wrapped an arm around herfriend's shoulder, 'Besides, I'm sure you teased him using my body too. I figured he'd like to feel the real thing.' Latias balked at that, but then simmered down upon realizing how hypocritical she was being.

Latias had indeed teased Ash about using her friend's form and how it had enticed him, 'I guess I did tease him about it…' Which made Bianca smile a bit wider.

'Oh? What'd he think of that?' She asked her as Latias began to steam a little in embarrassment.

Latias breathed a little huskier, 'He didn't say much, but his mind had a lot of dirty things going on inside. He really likes the skirt.' Bianca poked Latias' cheek hoping that prod would get a bit more info out.

'He also really likes your ass.' Latias stated while Bianca's cheeks lit up.

'Oh…' Bianca's eyes were wandering back to the man steering the gondola, 'Maybe we can work something out.' Latias nodded in understanding as the two began to plot with malicious stars in their eyes.

Ash suddenly felt a bit heavier in their presence. He whispered to Pikachu, "Uhhh… I feel like I'm in trouble here buddy."

Pikachu for lack of better words just shook its head with a little squeak, "Pika…" It mumbled while patting Ash on the shoulder as if to say, "Good luck brother."

Ash couldn't rely on his partner to get him through this, so he'd go with his gut. That is when they finally approached the port nearest "Restaurant Le Wow". Docking the gondola and making sure that the paddle was placed inside. Ash helped the two women off their humble ship and they in turn thanked him.

Together they climbed the stairs to the main road. Pidgeys and Hoothoots flew in the sky while Pelipper snoozed away on the rooftops above. The alleyways merged together into a seamless transition directly in front of the popular restaurant. Ash was particularly starving at this point and he even felt Pikachu drool a bit onto his sleeve which shocked him quickly enough.

Latias looked at the bench just outside the place and beckoned Bianca to come sit with her. Ash walked over for a moment to let Pikachu hang with the ladies.

Once Pikachu was situated, Ash smiled, "I'm going to get them to prepare us a table. I'll even add some credentials." Ash said to them both as Bianca smirked.

"You've definitely changed." She said as Ash's face brightened a bit.

Latias agreed with her friend as he proceeded to leave them sitting back. Latias enjoyed the mix of cool and warm night air alongside Bianca. Pikachu sat on Bianca's lap while she stroked his ears. Latias' hand joined hers and they both played with Pikachu's ears much to his enjoyment.

"Chuuuuu…." He practically purred despite being a mouse.

'This has been a nice night despite some mishaps.' Latias said as Bianca nodded.

'Yeah, it's really been a fun day. So, when is the marriage?' Bianca cheekily said while Latias' mind broke immediately.

'Marriage?!' She said in an all too shocked tone, 'I don't think that's happening. Pokemon don't have those kinds of rules.' Bianca smiled regardless.

'That's fair, but do you intend to share him with other people?' Bianca then added onto that, 'Maybe me?' She asked Latias who refused to answer that she'd already thought of that.

'We can talk about it in a few.' Latias refused to elaborate on that and Bianca relented afterward. Latias turned immediately once she felt a presence coming closer. This sudden change made Bianca a bit more alert as well. One man was walking up and happened to see them both sitting outside the establishment.

He sidled up to them, "Hey! You two look pretty good. Too good to be here by yourselves. Why don't you join me?" He asked while getting closer to the bench much to Latias's displeasure.

"Name's Koro. I just popped into town because I heard a famous trainer was visiting." Koro grinned, "I never expected to run into some beauties while looking for him. Whaddya say to getting outta here?" He reached out for Latias' hand, grabbing it and trying to pull her up, but as he looked down. He saw an alarming thing. Pikachu was already standing on his arm with an angered look upon his face.

Koro was confused, 'When did that thing move? He was just on the other girl's lap a moment ago.'

'You'd better let go.' A voice echoed in his head causing him to let go of her hand.

"What?!" He yelled as he looked around, "Where is that voice at?!" He yelled as onlookers began to show up to see the commotion. He had forgotten that Pikachu hadn't let go of his arm and what happened next was him being electrocuted by the mouse Pokemon. He stumbled backward as Pikachu leapt off his arm and he finally hit the ground.

Koro had never been humiliated like this before and hopped up immediately, "Ain't now way that I'm going to simply sit down and take this! Now you're going to get it!" He had unclipped a PokeBall from his belt, but he stopped as he saw something that had completely stopped him from moving.

"Hey. What do you think you're doing?" A simple question cuts through the unwanted interaction. Koro gasped and backed up slightly as another man had suddenly gotten in front of his prize. That man had his hat twisted backward and even had that Pikachu on his shoulder. Koro couldn't believe his eyes.

"You… You're him! Ash Ketchum!" He had completely forgotten the beauties he'd become instantly smitten with to finding a beast with a blue flame burning around him. At least, Latias and Bianca could see it.

'That's his aura?' She wondered as Bianca nodded.

'It's just like earlier when I felt warmer around him.' Bianca returned as Ash met Koro's eyes.

Latias remembered feeling the same way just the day prior. When she met Ash, it felt like a wonderful heat that had been building was finally letting itself known. She blushed just thinking about what she'd done. That was hardly normal. Maybe Ash just had that effect on others. Were her plans her own? That was becoming quite questionable. Did she love Ash? Of course. There was no doubt there. Latias looked back up as Ash began to speak.

"You can step away from them if you're here for me." He stated as Koro looked back and forth between them.

Koro smirked, "Guess you must be dating them both. Well, how about this? We'll battle!" He pointed at both Latias and Bianca, "If I win, I'll take them on a date and they'll both have the time of their life." He grinned back at Ash.

Ash only met his gaze stoically, "And when I win… I want you to clear off." He retorted while showing his five poke balls on his belt, "We'll make it even more interesting. You can pick which Pokemon I'll use." Koro was a little shocked at this, but Ash's stern gaze narrowed, "Unless you'd rather leave now?" He questioned his prey.

Koro, despite his shock and misgivings, pointed at the third poke ball on the belt, "That one! I'll pick that one!" Koro didn't offer the same luxury to Ash, but this young champion couldn't possibly care considering the circumstances. After all, Koro had indeed chosen wrong. He did keep at least two Pokemon on him that he'd had for a good while and these two he had a great bond with.

Ash smirked and Pikachu hopped off his shoulder, "This should be good." Despite his dislike for the person, he'd never turn down a battle.

Lorenzo had shown up right as the crowd was beginning to overtake the area. He began to comb his way through the crowd to see what was going on. He found his granddaughter and her friend sitting on a bench while watching Ash about to do battle with someone. Lorenzo immediately sped up to reach over to them both with gusto.

"Erm… Is something going on?" He noticed as Latias looked up to him that she had a small bruise on her hand.

"Who did that?!" He asked while pulling Latias into a hug with tears rolling down into his beard.

Bianca leaned over to pat Lorenzo on the shoulder, "That creep over there, but everythings alright now." She said as Lorenzo turned to see the person in question.

Lorenzo then noticed Ash was about to battle that person and smiled, "Get him my boy! Show that lousy person what would happen if he hurt my grandchildren!" He shouted as Ash gave him a thumbs up.

Ash on the right side while Koro stood on the left. Even a crowd had made their way out of the restaurant just to see this battle. Some even recognized that the trainer on the right had battled the other day.

"Woah! It's Ash again!" Ash turned to see Sato walking up.

"Hey Sato! You wanna see me take battle at my best? Now's your chance." He said as his fanboy clenched his fists in excitement.

"Yeah! Go Ash! Kick his ass!" He cheered while the crowd began to also sing his praises.

"Go champ!" They echoed.

Koro chuckled, "I don't care if he is a champ! I'll beat him and it won't even be a challenge." He threw out his Pokeball and he called out, "Electivire! You got this!" The pokemon in question popped out and crushed the ground below.

Ash threw the Pokeball up and called his own Pokemon, "Let's go, Sceptile!" The lean wood gecko popped out of the ball in a burst of light in midair. He did a spin and landed gracefully on the ground. Sceptile took its signature twig and bit down on it while giving his opponent a glare.

Ash clenched his hand into a fist, "Let's start it off with a Quick Attack!" Sceptile obliged by leaning forward and dashing at Electivire with blinding speed.

Koro gritted his teeth, "Dodge it quick, Electivire!" Electivire leapt into the air, but Ash was quick to change tactics.

"You're not getting away! Bullet Seed!" He shouted as Sceptile let loose a mighty barrage of yellow seeds from his maw. Electivire was overwhelmed by the onslaught of seeds that were literally exploding in his face.

Koro couldn't let this go on, "Burn the seeds away with Thunderbolt!" Great sparks filled the air as Sceptile's barrage began to not even reach the foe in question. As Electivire landed, his trainer gave another command, "Get in close and use Ice Punch!" Electivire ran into action as one of his fists took on the power of frost.

Ash and Sceptile would respond quickly, "Sceptile, dodge it and retaliate with Leaf Blade!"

He roared, "Sceptile!" Then without warning his body began to glow an intense white as clones began to pour out of it in a speedy fashion.

Electivire was confused, "Electi?" As he was surrounded by an army of Sceptile. Ash couldn't believe it, had Sceptile disobeyed his command? All of the afterimages began to grow Leaf Blade out of their arms.

Ash chuckled to himself, 'Oh, I get it. You must've learned some new moves and wanted to show off. Well, let's see it.'

Electivire transferred his Ice Punch to both of his fists by slamming them together. He then rushed each afterimage, swinging wildly and trying to attack every single one. Each image of Sceptile that got hit disappeared in a flash only for the rest to run in.

Electivire was being overwhelmed by sheer numbers at this point, "Don't let them break your focus, Electivire! Thunderbolt!" He shouted as let loose a powerful blast of electricity that hit all of the images at once.

Just as he'd been freed of these distractions, Electivire realized that he must not have gotten his intended target. He was beginning to sweat as Ash smirked.

'He doesn't even realize it…' Ash thought as Sceptile blitzed from the rooftop, appearing behind Electivire. The big electric type felt intense pain in his legs and it caused Electivire to fall to its knees in agony. Sceptile's Leaf Blade folded back in while he turned back to see the felled pokemon.

'Woah! His Sceptile's too fast! There's no way anyone could counter that.' Sato thought as Ash reared back up.

"I guess you don't mind if we continue on the offensive!" Ash yelled as he looked into Sceptile's gaze who met Ash's eyes with one of his own. A spark passed between them both at this moment.

"Use Sunny Day!" The seeds on his back began to glow as a golden shining ball blasted into the sky. It created a warm sun above everyone in the area.

Electivire was struggling to get up from the previous damage he'd taken, "Get up! He's preparing to end this and we aren't letting that happen!" Electivire upon hearing his trainer, forced himself up.

Koro smirked "You have no chance now, Ash! We're determined to beat you!" He gave a wink in Bianca's and Latias's direction. But they didn't take to the idea that Ash would lose.

'Pardon me, Ash. But you know what that kid said earlier?' Latias asked him with her telepathy.

'Uh, yeah?' He returned with.

'Well, pardon my french, but… Kick his ass.' Latias said as he gave her a thumbs up.

Sceptile acknowledged that Electivire was going to give him a little trouble by this point, "Scep… Sceptile." It said as Electivire grunted back.

Both of their gazes narrowed. Frustration was beginning to set in for Electivire while Sceptile was calm as ever.

Koro looked a bit worried at this point, "Don't let that Sceptile play mind games! Just power through! Close Combat!" Electivire charged in and began to throw multiple fists and kicks, but Sceptile was dodging all of them.

Right as another punch was thrust forward, Ash realized it, "Use a quick attack to duck and slide past him!" Sceptile did just that causing Electivire to overextend his punch and throw off his balance which made him hop on one leg forward very awkwardly.

Lorenzo, still holding onto Latias, was impressed, "Ash is being very tactful. There's only one way this could end." Being much older, he could tell that this matchup wasn't even close.

Sato was just excited to be in range of his hero and watching this unfold. Bianca was enjoying the entertainment to say the least and Latias was hoping that this wouldn't ruin the night she'd planned. Ash was in his element as he prepared to end it.

Sceptile jumped up quickly, "Sceptile, use Double Team and then fire off a Solar Beam!" Sceptile nodded, then the familiar glow surrounded his body. Afterimages were covering the area right as Electivire recovered his balance.

But little did Ash know that Koro had been waiting for this, "Use Discharge!" Quickly putting his electrical outlets together, the entire area was charged with electricity. Sceptile's shock was palpable when he found that he was paralyzed.

"Sceptile's in trouble!" Sato exclaimed as the crowd went wild.

Ash frowned as Electivire began to close in on Sceptile, "That's right, Ash! I'm ending this before you get the chance to do anything! Ice Punch, shut it down!" Koro yelled at his Pokemon.

Sceptile seemed to be grinning as Ash's frown turned upside down, "It's already over!" Koro was in shock at those words, but it was too late to turn back.

Lorenzo chuckled, "I figured that he'd realize it." He felt that Ash had complete control of the situation entirely.

Ash moved into a more dynamic pose with both of his fists in front of his torso, "Finish it with Solarbeam!"

"Electivire! No!" Was the last thing his Pokemon heard as a devastating Solar Beam encompassed Electivire's body. An explosion rang out and even the cobblestone street was damaged by the attack's output. Smoke tore through the area at high speeds. The wind was intense, pushing back both competitors and even people watching from the windows were having trouble keeping their shutters under control. Koro and Ash had to brace themselves from the force of the impact.

Sato was surprised that Koro had forgotten that Ash had already ordered an attack that had plenty of range even before the paralysis. Sending Electivire in close was a loss waiting to happen.

When it finally began to die down, Electivire was shown to still be standing. Sceptile was still paralyzed, but standing just as tall. The both of them were intensely having a stare down before Electivire shook slightly. Then he began to fall before finally hitting the ground.

Koro was absolutely flabbergasted by this point. He couldn't believe he'd lost, but he also knew that perhaps this was always going to be the outcome. Pulling out a Pokeball, he called back Electivire. As he turned to leave, he found a hand on his shoulder. He wouldn't turn around, but he did stop.

"Not bad, Koro." Ash hadn't learned his name from anyone, but he's always looking up different newcomers. He'd seen that Koro had done a Top Thirty-Two in the league one year, "Let's battle again sometime." Ash waited for him to turn and accept his handshake, but Koro didn't bother. He left while keeping his back turned to Ash.

Ash sighed, 'This was how he acted when he lost then too.' That thought was immediately joined by another.

'Thanks Ash.' He recognized Latias immediately.

He smiled and turned to see her sitting with Lorenzo, 'I'd have done more if I could.' However, Latias already knew that, 'By the way… You should thank Sceptile! He's been chomping at the bit for a battle.'

Latias smiled and did just that. Sceptile shot her a thumbs up and chewed on his twig. The crowd had once again started trying to get autographs and some of those people were the same as the other day. Things seemed to be going well until the restaurant manager let out an ahem.

"I'm happy for all of you. Truly happy, but who's going to pay for this?!" He was pointing at the big indent left by Solar Beam.

Ash chuckled nervously, "Uhhhh… I can cover that." He said as the manager nodded.

"We'll add it to your tab. Now, your table is prepared, Mr. Ash Ketchum." He stated while Ash called back Sceptile.

Lorenzo let go of Latias and walked over to Ash, "I'll cover the cost of the food if you take care of the damages done to the restaurant." He smiled and looked over in the direction where Koro was slinking off to, "It's the least I can do for that thrashing you gave him." Ash graciously accepted those terms.

"Thanks, Lorenzo! It really wasn't an issue." He assured the older man as Bianca and Latias approached.

Sato walked up as well, "Thanks for giving me more of a demonstration of your abilities! I was just passing through and the night got really exciting for me!" He couldn't help but smile.

Ash nodded, "Glad you enjoyed it! I hope you train hard and we get to battle in a real event soon, Sato." Sato's fire was lit brighter than ever before. At least in his mind.

Quickly shaking the star struck feeling off, he ran off while waving and laughing until he was out of sight. Ash had a bit of a sweatdrop running down his face at that. Latias grabbed Ash's hand.

'Let's go eat.' She said to him as he nodded enthusiastically and his stomach growled at the same time.

"Yeah!" Ash agreed as he took the lead, pulling Latias onward much to her surprise.

Bianca and Lorenzo followed eagerly behind. Having waited so long, this meal was sure to be amazing. It was amazing. So amazing that within forty five minutes, they'd all but decimated the local spaghetti population and Lorenzo's wallet much to his sadness. Yet, he couldn't be too melancholic. This night had been pretty great after all.

"Uwaaahhh! I'm full!" Ash stated as Latias stifled herself from beside him.

"I think I'm with you Ash. I couldn't eat more if I tried." Lorenzo said while waving over a waitress.

Bianca put down her fork and smiled, "Bet you haven't had food like this in a while, Ash."

"Oh! I've been all over the place lately. So many different places that it even makes my head spin sometimes." Ash turned to Bianca to continue while holding a fork, "It's a life changing experience when you become a champion. I'm actually heading to a Johto soon. Which is why I stopped in Altomare."

He put down the fork, "Being just next to the mainland is really convenient for me and I got to see you all again." He looked at Latias with a small smile.

Lorenzo laid out a tip on the table once the waitress had gotten back, "Don't get too comfortable, I'd heard that as soon as you got here you got right into a battle and then you battled Koro. I'll bet there are going to be plenty of impulsive trainers vying for a battle." He finished as Ash nodded.

Ash smirked, "Yeah, but I think I can handle it just fine." He felt a hand touch his leg. He gulped a little as it moved to his zipper.

Bianca from the other side of the table arched an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Have you become so mighty?"

Ash's eyes traced their way to Latias like he was about to say something, but Latias jumped up, taking her hand away from his crotch at that moment. She looked at Bianca and pointed her thumb in the opposite direction. Bianca nodded as Latias left the area.

Ash was a bit confused, because it happened too quickly for him. He recovered though, "W- Well I'm pretty good in a battle. I really have to b-" He stopped as Latias' voice echoed in his mind.

'You're something else aren't you?' Latias said as he looked around.

'Hey… I thought you went to the bath-' His mental reply stopped as his pants unzipped and were pulled down.

"You okay there, Ash?" Bianca asked him with a smile as she leaned forward, resting her head in her hands.

"Uhhh… Ye- ohh…" Ash leaned forward a bit as something seemed to be messing with his boxers. A hand slipping between the elastic band of his boxers and his bare skin causing Ash to gasp a bit as they were tugged forcefully down.

'I wanna do something special for you.' Latias's voice echoed in his mind as he couldn't help but to reach down to find he was gripping the back of a head. He rubbed it and felt locks of luscious hair move between his fingers.

'La- Latias?!' His mind questioned as cock was fully revealed to her. Still wilted a bit, but it was growing ever so slightly.

She smirked while leaning into the hand, 'Tell me you want it. I want to hear you in my mind.' She begged while looking at the burgeoning cock that was beginning to take form. Even as it throbbed, she looked up at her favorite trainer.

Ash felt the tickle of her breathing through her nose directly before his penis. He was debating the idea and losing to his monstrous lust. That's when the head in his hand slipped forward. Latias placed her lips against the crown of his cock and kissed it.

Ash had lost the battle and planned to lose the war, 'Yes! I want it! I want you, Latias!' This made Latias smirk as she poked her tongue out her mouth and began licking the tip of his cock underneath the table.

Lorenzo leaned his head slightly to the side, "Is something the matter, Ash? Also, where is La- I mean your twin, Bianca? She can't be too much longer."

Latias was very much done with the bathroom. Though in her human form, she was currently invisible to the naked eye and getting a mouthful of Ash's penis. Bianca's eyes widened slightly as her left leg was tickled by a piece of cloth. She looked up at Ash and put her best foot forward slightly. Only to find a soft object underneath it. Latias' ass to be exact.

Underneath the table, Latias had felt that bump against her butt and smiled a bit. She licked from the base to the tip of his cock. Latias rubbed her soft fingers up the side of the half mast cock.

'Hey Bianca, You wanna play along?' Latias asked while lathering up his cock, trying to make it as hard as possible.

'Come on, Ash. Get harder for me.' She said to him as up above the table, Bianca blushed too.

'Mayyybeee…' She spoke into Latias' mind.

She looked over at Ash while he seemed to be trying to hold back his grunts. Bianca turned to Lorenzo who seemed to still be worried a bit.

"I think she's fine. Are you tired?" She asked her Grandfather.

He looked at her and then back to Ash. He sighed and nodded, "I've been getting up there in age I suppose…" He sighed, "I'll get back to the shop tonight and finish up that last gondola for the night. I suppose you three will make it back home alright?"

Latias leaned down, popping one of Ash's balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. While stroking his cock which had finally reached up like a diamond.

"Ooohhh Yeah! We'll make it BACK!" He accidentally let out a louder noise than usual as Latias celebrated from her position by caressing the right nut and lathering the left nut in drool while Ash moaned as low as possible.

Bianca balked, "Yeah we'll definitely make it back! I'll make sure they stay safe too." She said as Lorenzo nodded.

"If any of you have any trouble. You know where to find me." He said while waving them off.

Bianca watched him leave and then switched from one side of the table to the other side right next to Ash. She shifted closer to him while her right hand lowered to his thigh. She caressed him while moving closer to his groin grabbing his soaked cock.

"You know, there's another reason we like this table, Ash." Bianca said while rubbing his hard cock back and forth in her soft hand while Latias focused on where she started. Ash gasped as a warm wet tongue covered his balls.

"Oohhh… Why is that?!" His voice raised a bit as she leaned toward him.

"Because Latias worked her magic." Her lips captured his own while she stroked his dick. He was surprised at first, but he leaned into it while Latias watched from below. Bianca pulled back and smiled, "And I get to give you a reward with Latias here."

She smiled down at Latias who nodded and moved to get up from underneath the table. That's when she reformed her body into the now floating Latias.

Ash panicked a bit, but as he looked around. Nobody was reacting. Nobody even seemed to notice that anything was off. He was confused as both Latias and Bianca smirked at him.

'No need to worry.' Latias said to Ash, 'I've made an illusion and gone the extra mile to make it sound proof.' She looked to Bianca and leaned over to Ash's face giving him a lick on the cheek. He then watched as that same tongue pressed his lips only for Bianca to press her face towards Latias and capture the floating Pokemon's maw in her own.

Ash's dick was like tungsten as he watched the passionate kiss being shared by both human and Pokemon. His face was flushed and he felt like he could explode any moment while Bianca continued to spread his pre all over the side of the thick throbbing meat in her hand.

Latias and Bianca parted lips with Bianca slowly letting Latias pull her tongue free while saliva dripped down from their union onto Ash's cock giving Bianca an easier time moving her soft fingers up and down the turgid tower much to his delight.

Bianca smirked at Ash and then turned to Latias, "Well, are you ready?" She asked Latias, who nodded as she had been waiting a long time for this. The table disappeared along with everything else. They were now inside the garden with Ash leaning up against a tree. Latias floated over the top of him and he felt a wonderful heat dripping on his tip.

"I knew you could do it." Bianca was already slipping her fingers into Latias sweet tunnel making the Pokemon moan and shudder.

"LaaaAAaaahhh…" She let out as her floating became shaky.

Ash looked up at Latias while Bianca continued to pleasure the hovering Pokemon. Ash tilted his head down to see that while Bianca stirred up Latias she continued to lose height.

Bianca smirked at Ash, "She's been waiting for this. You better not disappoint her, Ash."

He was about to nod, but instead his body shivered at the pleasure of being pressed against her soft labia. Latias shuddered as Bianca gripped Ash's cock rubbing it up and down her wet lips that clung to him before finally pushing into the right area.

Latias looked Ash in the eyes with so much love present that he swore his face could have blown a blood vessel on its own. She leaned toward him while he reached for the back of her neck pulling her in for a kiss right as his tip slipped into her entrance.

Latias closed her eyes as she spread herself upon his pillar. Ash's tongue was crushed under Latias's as her wide tongue overtook his. She could feel her walls widening to accept the intruder in a warm wet clasp. She whined in anticipation as he slipped further inside.

Ash groaned into her mouth, trying to fight back her tongue only to find that this wasn't going his way in the slightest. Latias pushed until finally she had reached the bottom with a hearty slap against his thighs and squelch indicating just how wet Latias was. Her hole clenched down on the throbbing cock delving deep inside her.

Latias finally let the kiss break as warm saliva spilled out onto Ash's face and even down his neck. Latias pulled back, looking down at her lovely capture, 'Looks like I caught you!' She said into his mind.

Ash was blushing bright red as he looked into her golden eyes, 'I almost forgot we could do that...' His thoughts trailed off as Ash decided to add to it, 'You're so wet. I wanna fuck you forever.' Those words were strong enough for Latias to give him a little extra by clenching those muscles inside her crevice much to Ash's pleasure as he let out a heavy gasp.

'Just let me and Bianca have some fun… We'll be your lovers tonight.' She gazed to the side. Ash followed her gaze and saw Bianca leaning up against the tree while slipping her panties down from under her skirt.

Bianca threw the panties to the side as she walked over to Latias and Ash, "Time for the mighty Ash Ketchum to take on his biggest challenge yet. Right, Latias?" She questioned as Latias agreed while grinding down on Ash.

Bianca walked until both her legs were planted on each side of Ash's face. He found himself staring face to face with her tight folds. They were even getting closer. Until Bianca finally sat down on his face. Her cunt grinded on his nose until finally coming to rest on his mouth. Ash got the message and Bianca gasped as his tongue scraped her clit. That gasp was cut off as Bianca was kissed by Latias. That's when Latias finally hovered up, which made Ash's cock withdraw from her depths only to make another slap skin on fur in the moment.

Ash tickled her labia with his tongue, making sure to lick her clit at any chance he got. Latias rode Ash as she practically teleported Bianca's skirt, shirt, and bra to sit beside the strewn panties. Bianca's B cup breasts dropped, but retained their perkiness as Latias began to massage them with her psychic abilities.

Bianca couldn’t help herself, “Augggh! Yeah, dig in there, Ash!” As Ash gripped her thighs and began to work harder. She rocked back and forth on his face while he caressed her folds with his tongue.

Ash felt her juices trickling down the side of his chin while Bianca’s contorted tunnel muscled down on his tongue. Meanwhile he had the combined sensation of Latias slipping down his cock and pushing him toward an early orgasm, but he wouldn’t let that happen so easily. He had two smoking hot women riding him and Ash’s training over the years couldn’t be for nothing. He groaned into Bianca’s sweet folds while slamming his own hips to meet Latias on her way back down making a loud lewd slap that made Latias’s eyes bolt wide open.

“Laaaaaa!” She let out as Ash gritted his teeth trying to match her rhythm, but Latias’s tight folds were too strong. He was finding it hard to thrust back and his body shook as her love tunnel began to convulse around his cock. Latias’s tongue lolled out as she had her first orgasm of the night.

‘No fair!’ She moaned lewdly into his mind, ‘You made me cum so much yesterday. It’s your turn!’ Latias glowered while looking down at her conquest.

Ash could only be proud of himself as he continued eating out Bianca who was enamored with his tenacity. Latias pinched Bianca's nipples with her psychic ability causing her to tighten up.

"Agh! Here it comes!" Bianca let out as she came all over Ash's face. Twitching as she rode out the pleasure.

Latias wasn't done yet. She picked up the pace as her folds clung to Ash's cock, 'Don't even think you're not getting off! I'll just try harder!' Even as Bianca finally let Ash have a breath of air moving to the side. Latias leaned down to lick Ash's face clean of her friend's fluids. Bianca laid to the side with a glowing visage while Latias continued bouncing her body up and down Ash's plaster caster.

Ash, not being distracted anymore, decided to fight back. By pushing himself up to meet Latias's tongue. He pulled her down which made him impact her vaginal folds with maximum efficiency. Ash grinned as he finally took control of the situation. Latias then felt his cock leave her wet welcoming walls and she protested against it with an angry whine. She then found herself being flipped onto her back with Ash standing atop her. His gleaming cock slathered in her juices twitched in the cold air.

Latias with a heavy blush upon her face responded, 'Oh? You're flipping me over and approaching me now?' She questioned with cheshire grin.

Ash gritted his teeth as the muscles in his body tightened up and he moved forward, "I can't fuck you without getting closer." He responded with as Bianca seemed to finally be coming down from her orgasm.

'Then cum as much as you like.' She echoed in his mind.

Ash definitely intended to. Climbing up on top of his lover, Ash planted his cock on top of her drooling slit much to Latias's delight. He began to rub up against it. His rock hard cock only matched with his sheer force of will in which he would give Latias his all. He rubbed her smooth fur as he spread Latias's cunt with his cock tip, thrusting back inside her with gusto and to her delight.

'Aaannhhhh' She practically hissed into his mind while he thrust hard into her. He felt her sweat encompassed form as he pistoned in and out with purpose.

Latias' juices were matting her smooth fur as his balls slapped against her. Gritting his teeth as his body neared its ultimate purpose and goal. Ash groaned as he felt delicate hands caress his balls.

Bianca was behind them both with a grin adorning her face, "I'm not out of this yet. So, do it Ash! Cum already!" She finished as she smoothly moved one of her hands up towards his ass. Ash's eyes widened as her finger hooked into his ass and a slight pressure on his prostate was applied. At this moment Latias had hooked her arms around him. Even scratching the skin on his back as her back arched in pleasure. Ash saw stars and that's when a final victorious slam of his cock made purchase against her womb. His balls hurt as he finally unloaded all his stress and pent up tension into her body. Her cervix eagerly kissed his cockhead with fervor that made Ash feel practical electricity shooting through his body.

"Unnnnfff… Latias…" He grunted out as Latias' heavy breaths joined his.

Ash pressed so hard against Latias he thought that he'd be paralyzed in this position forever. Luckily, Latias didn't mind as she reached to grip his hand with her own arms. Her claws scratched him a little, but Ash was too worn out to care. Latias felt an intense amount of joy passing through her body. She had adopted a radiance Latias had never felt before.

'Yes! He really did it!' She spoke in his mind with a trill of happiness.

Bianca felt elated for her Latias, but what she didn't expect was to see Ash pulling out of her so soon. Bianca gulped when she saw just how hard Ash still was. He looked determined while he approached her. Bianca felt a bit of excitement in this situation. Then she stopped thinking about it.

Standing up, Bianca smirked, "So, you must feel pretty mighty?" She asked him as Ash just stood there.

Shd walked over to him, "You know, Ash… I never got to taste you, but you worked me up so much…" Her voice trailed off while Bianca wrapped her arms around Ash's torso. Her perky breasts pressed into his chest. Ash let out a low hum as she took his cock between her thighs.

Bianca was dripping like a faucet onto his length, "I bet you like this…" She said while shifting her hips. She drug her folds back and forth on his length.

"Bianca… I-" She pushed her finger to his lips, that made him go quiet as she pulled that same finger away. Leaning in, Bianca simply smiled and pulled him the rest of the way for a kiss. Ash put his arms around her and hugged her close.

'I hope you both aren't getting too into this. Not without me.' Latias said to both of them as Ash felt a pair of arms reach around to the front of his torso. A second pair of breasts pressed softly against his back.

Ash felt wet kisses being placed down his back by Latias while he made out with Bianca from the front. This tag team was too damn erotic. But even as his body shuddered, these minx's continued their quest. Determination was spurring them forward in their double conquest.

Bianca, being satisfied with the results, began to slide her way down Ash's torso. Her breasts practically massaged him all the way until Bianca was on her knees before him. Ash couldn't help the intense shade of red plastered on his face as Latias reached his thighs.

'What did I do to deserve all this?' Ash could only wonder about that.

'We never got to thank you for saving the town in the first place.' Latias said while Bianca licked his glans.

"We figured a Hero deserved a good reward, but you were gone as soon as you came." Bianca silenced herself by taking the head of his cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the tip much to Ash's pleasure.

'Besides, I've had a thing for you since then. I just wish you had visited before so we could speak to you.' Latias' voice echoed through Ash's mind.

Bianca was already throating his cock, making small gasps and moans that made Ash's knees tremble, "Bianca, that's nngh." Bianca worshiped his penis, giving it everything she had. Ash could hear her slurping away as his pre filled her mouth. Latias even reached down to massage his testes with little issue which caused him to jerk forward for Bianca who eagerly accepted his shaft while looking up at him.

Ash wanted to put his hands on Bianca in any way he could, but she just shoved his hand back. She gave him a half lidded glare while she swirled her tongue.

"Hang on. I feel like something's going- ahhhh!" Ash gasped, his cock began to twitch and Bianca's eyes widened as he shot a thick load straight into the back of her throat. Then another, and she'd have to let his cock loose from her moist mouth. A third load hit her right in the cheek when she turned slightly. Ash could hardly believe that Bianca was kneeling before him and covered in his cum.

She gave him a grin before audibly swallowing what she already had in her mouth before opening wide for him to see it completely clean. What was a real shock was seeing Latias shuffle over on her knees and start licking the excess off Bianca's face. Ash felt himself getting hard again as the two began to have even more fun with the whole ordeal. They intertwined, hugging their chests tightly together while tonguing each other, moaning all the while.

Ash couldn't stand just watching them do this. Latias and Bianca eventually pulled apart to give a mutual smile. They knew that Ash was getting worked up just thinking of what would transpire in the next while.

Bianca beckoned Ash over and he nodded eagerly, "Looks like someone is ready to revisit us." Bianca said while pointing at his dick, "I wonder if I can ride him?" She asked Ash.

"You don't even have to ask." He said as Bianca pulled him down.

She gave a quizzical look, "As if you would say no." Ash looked away, not really confirming or denying that. Bianca adopted a warm smile, "Just lay back and I'll do all the work." She said while straddling his hips, breast bouncing with every motion.

Bianca played with Ash's cock, jerking it in her right palm. Getting a groan in response much to Bianca's delight. Latias even sucked one of his nuts into her mouth, lathering it in her spit.

"I might cu-" But Bianca stopped her Latias and finished jerking Ash off which had made him go silent midway through the sentence.

Bianca leaned down, her breasts hanging pendulously above his chest until she closed the gap and those breasts pressed into his chest. Her nipples were hard from the night air and Ash could feel that, but Bianca's face being so close to his own made him burn profusely. She kissed him, delving her tongue into his mouth while she grinded her pussy lips onto his cock that was sandwiched between them. Her folds dripped essence that basted his cock in her flavor. Ash fought back into this kiss and their tongues would dance for a precious few moments. Then Bianca would need to breathe and as they disconnected, a string saliva would slowly fall away as she leaned back up still grinding on his penis which sent pleasure filled shivers through Ash's body.

Then Bianca addressed what he was about to say earlier, "You aren't coming into my hand, that's for sure." She lined up his warm wet shaft with her slick pussy, teasing his cockhead by pressing just enough for Ash to feel near penetration. Bianca grinned at Ash until she felt a set of hands grip her shoulder. Turning her head slightly, she found Latias grinning in her human form. Then she felt a new sensation as Ash's cock began to press into her velvety folds.

"Wait, Latiannnnnhhhhhh!" Bianca moaned as Latias pulled her down. Ash's cock spearing balls deep inside of Bianca. Ash's hands settled on Bianca's soft hips, gripping them tightly much to Bianca's delight while she was still processing the cock she'd taken wholly just a moment before.

'Bianca, do you feel good?' Latias asked Bianca who was breathing pretty heavily at this point.

Bianca's entire body was shaking as she felt his cock trembling inside her, 'I feel a lot of something.' She gazed down at Ash, seeing him barely able to contain his own twitching hips which were unconsciously moving in response to her contractions that were trying to squeeze his life force through his dick.

"Hnnnngaahhhh…" Ash let out as Bianca began to move her hips. Her folds looked like they could be pulled inside out just by his aching meat. She knew he wouldn't last long due to how sensitive he appeared to be. So, since she was close too. Bianca wasn't going to let Ash down.

Looking to Latias, "I might need some assistance here. Can you maybe help me get him there?" She asked her Bianca who nodded enthusiastically. She began to glow as Bianca felt a sudden strength blooming out from her core. Her tight pussy constricted Ash's dick even tighter than Bianca could have done on her own. He felt like an ekans caught in a trap down there.

Bianca felt his pre Beginning to shower her insides, mixing with her juices as she began to hammer him from above with no regard for how sore she'd be in the morning. Latias merely helped her along using psychic abilities. She even came up from behind to grip Bianca's breasts.

Bianca was moaning louder than she'd been earlier when Ash was eating her out, "Anh! Ah! Hah!" She let out as Ash's voice joined hers.

Ash's fingers dug into Bianca's thighs as he groaned, "Bian! Ca! Agh!" He let out while watching Bianca's pendulous breasts get played with by her exact twin.

One of Latias's hands slipped down Bianca's slender stomach and straight between her thighs to toy with her juicy button. Ash felt the heavy slaps of her ass making sweet wet contact with his thighs. She was practically the ultimate vice.

Ash couldn't let her have all the fun though and he decided to meet her with his own thrusts. The pleasure was building as a ferocious cacophony of melodic slaps, moans, and trembles met their crescendo. Bianca slammed her hips down as Ash met her halfway. Crushing his cock head right against her cervix.

"I'm cumming, Bianca!" He let out as she needed no indication of that. Bianca felt as her womb filled with his essence. She also felt Latias showering her neck with kisses and nips while Ash continued to pulse inside her.

Ash sighed as Bianca freed herself from Latias's touch to fall down onto Ash's chest. She still stayed connected to him despite his cock wilting down. Bianca felt so sweaty as she laid on Ash, Latias joined the both of them while still in human form.

Bianca wanted to hear it from him first, "Was it good for you?" She asked Ash who could only nod as he was fading in and out already.

Latias could tell he wouldn't be able to stay up much longer by this point, 'He's definitely out of it now.'

Bianca was also feeling pretty tired by this point. Latias snuggled in with the both of them and soon enough. They were all completely asleep.

~End of Chapter 3~

Chapter Text

Latias had woken up about an hour ago, but now she was lazily floating about in the fountain at the base of the soul dew's resting area. The wonderful night of lovemaking had certainly made her a bit sore, but the good kind at the very least. Some of the Pokemon that lived in the garden had said she was practically glowing like the sun. Latias simply blushed and brushed off the good spirited comments.

She truly enjoyed living in this place. It was a splendid piece of land that had been around long before even Latias was born. All of the Pokemon here were fun loving souls and she probably played with most of them at some point in her life, but she couldn't shake the feeling that things were a bit too same-y. Perhaps Latias had finally become a bit bored of the daily routine.

Latias shifted in the water to look at an item she'd been toying with for well over an hour now. It was a PokeBall, not just any PokeBall. Bayleef's Pokeball that she'd snatched off Ash's belt when he was moving her the other night into a more comfortable place. She had pretended to be asleep for that moment because of just how much she enjoyed the attention. Latias couldn't help but love any he sent her way. So, she wondered just how much his Bayleef's love truly was toward him even though she'd seen what this rapscallion had done.

Latias brought the ball closer and tapped the opening mechanism. Within mere seconds, Bayleef popped out of the ball and was completely soaked as she fell into the water. Then Bayleef began to sink as she shuffled her legs around before deciding to fire vines out to grip the edge of the fountain's main pool.

"What's the big idea?! Why would you do this?!" She questioned the oblivious looking Latias who just smiled lazily.

"I was just wondering if you'd like a soak and to talk a bit more about the other day?" Latias asked the dinosaur.

Bayleef frowned, almost letting her vines loose in the process, "I- Is he here?" She shook a bit, looking around the area.

Latias giggled a bit at her apprehension which didn't really endear Bayleef to her all that much, "No, he's not here. Ash is probably doing something else on the island." She sighed, "He's an attentive man, you know?"

Bayleef turned to the psychic and uttered a confused, "What?"

Latias grinned as she continued, "Well, let's just say that Ash is really gifted." Bayleef had an idea where this was going.

Bayleef was blushing already despite her narrowing eyes, "You mean he actually… Did "that" with you? Fully?" She added the meaningless question as if it were a tagline and it worked because Latias was already giggling about the way Bayleef had asked.

"You're way too serious about this, but yes. He was really good!" Latias said to the sexually frustrated dinosaur.

To Bayleef, that just reinforced her idea from before. She could have probably got him to want her without any Attract shenanigans, but her wants were much larger than the need to think at that time. Bayleef's jealously toward the red and white jet Pokemon were growing at a dangerously fast pace.

Latias watched as Bayleef pulled herself out of the water. Once she touched the ground outside, Bayleef glared back at Latias who was still just watching with that little smile of hers.

The medium sized dinosaur grunted with effort, shooting her vines at Latias. They snapped around the jet dragon's form with extreme prejudice and pulled her from the water much to Latias's surprise. But before Bayleef could do much of anything, Latias had already broken free from the vines with a quick teleport.

Bayleef turned around to find herself face to face with the scarlet psychic, "Are you trying to battle me or something?" Latias asked with a bit of trepidation.

Bayleef, frustrated and ready for conflict, shouted back, "I'm not just going to stand here and let you taunt me about someone I love!" That statement was then followed by bladed leaves launching themselves at Latias who stopped them in midair with a quick psychic attack.

'That was close…' Latias thought as she realized that Bayleef was gone, 'What? Where?' She questioned herself.

Bayleef didn't answer because she was already over the top of Latias! Dropping down from the air with a Body Slam that Latias managed to see just out the corner of her eye. As Bayleef prepared to slam her down, Latias disappeared in a flash of light and reappeared to the side. She ended up watching as Bayleef cracked the ground with a heavy impact before looking over to Latias with heavy frustration at how she'd missed. Bayleef's vines retracted back to her side.

Latias was impressed by Bayleef's raw tenacity, 'She used the vines to grab a tree limb to pull herself up to set up body slam. That was cool!' She thought as Bayleef reared up to attack her again.

Desperate to gain some common ground, Latias spoke up, "I thought we had already talked everything out!" Latias said, trying to ready herself for whatever may come next.

Bayleef knew that much was true, but she had also been in such a sad state of mind. Having even a little time would be enough to think about what she wanted to do next. Bayleef understood that she would have to tell Ash no matter what. It didn't mean that Bayleef would take an insult like this lying down. There ain't no way this hussy was taking Ash from her for good.

Latias floated backward slightly as a rush of weakness hit her. She had been breathing at an elevated rate and the immediate area was filled with a sweet scent of sorts. Bayleef flared her leaf out and slung it forward, shooting a barrage of razor leaves at her opponent which all hit successfully much to Latias's displeasure.

Hitting the ground, Latias slid for a moment before stopping awkwardly on her side. She had a few scrapes and cuts on her body. Bayleef was huffing a bit at the effort she was putting out. It had been a while since her last battle, so it was expected. However, Bayleef's mind was filled with shock as Latias's damage seemed to be disappearing entirely.

'She's just able to heal it all away?!' Bayleef thought while she took up a broad stance and snorted, preparing for the long haul.

Latias was up within seconds and used her wings to blow the sweet scent away. Bayleef looked frustrated and wrought with tiredness from the few moves she had done while Latias was just raring to go at this point. Not to mention just how active Latias was in making sure the town stayed safe in all her patrolling. Her body was perfectly fit, muscled to the point of perfection for just about any occasion.

Latias sighed in annoyance, "You're really determined, aren't you?" She disappeared in a flash of light.

Bayleef turned to the side, seeing a tree and a swing in one direction. She looked back to find nothing there as well. Suddenly, Latias reappeared right before Bayleef's face, much to her surprise. It caused her to jump back only to fall and land upon her very back. Latias giggled as she watched Bayleef tilt back and forth while kicking her legs in the air.

Despite the damage she'd taken earlier, Latias wasn't taking this seriously. That served to burn Bayleef further as she wiggled back and forth in abject frustration before finally unleashing her vines to get herself upright.

Latias let out a small coo before immediately narrowing her eyes, "You really wanna battle for real? I can probably beat you very easily unless you can use Synthesis." She said to the huffing grass type.

Bayleef gave her a haughty smirk as sweat cascaded down her forehead, "I can actually, but it's been a while." She had put a lot of effort into learning Attract and put off using her other moves quite a bit. This had put her on an early back foot in this battle, but she had to do something!

So she focused. Her entire mind began to reach and grip for the move that hid on the edge of her subconscious. Bayleef struggled with the very idea of gaining access to the healing move until she began to glow. Her body began to be covered in a white light until she stood more upright. The light faded, revealing that Bayleef was fully recovered of her stamina.

No longer huffing away, Bayleef was happy to stretch a bit, "It worked! I was able to reuse Synthesis!" Bayleef then let loose a flurry of leaves! Of course, they were shredded by Psychic before the green blades even had a chance to reach Latias.

Latias really felt like there was no point to this, "This is going to more than likely be a stand still even if you can heal. Can we just talk it out?" Bayleef shook her head at the question. A battle was a great way for her to decide how things with Ash would go. It was in their nature to do so.

"No way, I won't let you have him even if he wants you!" Bayleef said as Latias frowned.

"I guess I should have figured… Looks like we can't do this any other way. You still intend to let him know what you did, right?" She asked the yellow and green dinosaur who nodded in response.

"Good, then I'll show you who's boss now and maybe we'll work something out later." Latias said as she shifted into a much more serious looking glare, "Because he was mine not technically first, but he is now." She finished while completely disappearing into thin air. Bayleef was shocked because this wasn't some simple teleportation. Latias blasted past Bayleef, but she had only felt the gust of wind coming from her side.

It actually sent Bayleef crashing onto her side. Recovering quickly and standing upright, Bayleef looked around the area, yet Latias hadn't reappeared yet much to her chagrin. In fact, just to the side, Bayleef could hear the wind chimes spinning from one side. Latias was blasting through the area and shifting the wind as she pleased with every pass through. It was impossible for Bayleef to track her invisible form. So, she closed her eyes and waited on the next available chance to do a counter attack.

The wind passed between her four legs and blew her leaf in multiple directions yet Bayleef just stood there letting it pass by. Her mind was focused, all her past battles were ringing through her mind just like flowing water. When Latias closed in, preparing a weather ball, Bayleef leaped into battle, using her vines to jump up. Latias was flabbergasted by the second time use of the move and even more surprised when Bayleef landed on her back like she'd known exactly where the muscled jet dragon would be.

'No way! She could feel out where I was despite the invisibility?!' Latias thought while trying to mitigate a potential unintended landing.

The extra weight brought Latias lower to the ground as Bayleef prepared to unleash a point blank Razor Leaf only for Bayleef to be slammed into the dirt herself. Rolling and toppling over in a pained heap, Bayleef grunted as a tree stopped her advance. Once she came to a stop from said tree, she slumped and hit the ground. What had even happened?

Latias floated next to the knocked out Bayleef with a bit of concern etched on her face, "Are you okay?" She asked the knocked down Bayleef.

"Bayyyyyyy…." She let out weakly as her body slumped backwards.

Of course Bayleef couldn't properly respond. So, Latias did the next best thing. Turning into her human form, she quickly picked up Ash's Pokeball for Bayleef and put her inside it.

A little sad about how it ended, but Latias would take an easy victory over having to force out a grind-y situation. Heading to the Pokemon Center would be her next best action if she had to guess. So, Latias did just that, leaving the garden in a rush through Lorenzo's gondola shop where she was stopped by him himself.

"Oh? Latias! What are you up to?" The older man asked as she replied hastily with a game of charades.

She showed him a Pokeball and then pointed at the entrance to the Secret Garden. Latias punched the air and then playfully punched herself to depict a battle of sorts. Latias then grabbed an item off Lorenzo's desk and threw it at the wall as lightly as she could manage. Where it would fall to the ground in some mock defeat. Latias then put her hand toward her mouth in mock laughter implying that she won while crossing her arms and nodding away with a satisfied smile on her face and closed eyes of a seasoned protector. At least in her mind.

Lorenzo scratched his beard in thought, 'Strange, maybe she won a game of sorts.' it was the only thing he could think of, so he rolled with that.

Lorenzo nodded, "Yes, I see. You must have won a game! Glad to hear it. Hope you had fun!" He said while she nodded enthusiastically.

"Whatever you end up doing. Just be careful." Lorenzo said as Latias leaned down to give him a hug which he returned before letting her go. She waved at him, opening the door to the front of the shop and then left.

As the door shut, Lorenzo picked up the hammer she had halfheartedly thrown at the wall. Sighing to himself as he stared at another one of his masterpieces. He was completely content with his lot in life. A perfect Gondola was something to appreciate. He loved watching the excitement on someone's face when they finally got to put it in the water and sail out.

'Just a bit more work and this one will be out by the day.' Lorenzo thought while setting the hammer back on his desk.

Yes, this was life indeed.

~With James and Meowth~

The two had narrowly escaped Jessie's wrath from her falling out. They were a bit staggered to say the least at this point. Having run down the scenic beach side of Altomare. They now found themselves heading back toward the main town portion. A set of stairs was what stood between them and the lovely place.

"I just don't get it, Meowth… How will I get Jessie to get away from that Twerp? Have you seen him? He's just built differently!" James gripped the railing of the stairs tightly as the two stepped up.

Meowth wasn't really into the conversation topic, but he still wanted to help his buddy, "All you's gotta do is step up! You gotta be da man! It's not dat hard!" Meowth said as James turned on the cat.

"You say that, but it's never that simple! I mean, how did things go with your first love?!" James exclaimed his question and Meowth faltered slightly.

Meowth quietened up at that, "You don't gotta hit below da belt! Dat's unfair! Meowzie isn't a part of your love problems!" Meowth retorted at his purple haired friend.

James smirked, "She certainly isn't part of yours either!" He argued back as Meowth gasped in pain.

Meowth's face contorted into a fiery anger, "Dats too far! I have half da mind ta call Jessebelle for that!" James stopped himself right there, that name gave him horrible chills.

"N- No way! You wouldn't dare!" James retorted with a slight stammer.

Meowth grinned evilly as one does, "You wanna bet?!" But James was already cowering at the very idea.

"Let's not get crazy here! I'm sorry, Meowth. I shouldn't have said that!" He replied hastily as Meowth sighed.

'It's not like I even have dat crazy woman's number, but dis'll do.' He thought while racking his brain for an idea to help James out of his current dilemma.

Suddenly, he was reminded of when they first got here. Some nice young woman with a white beret on her head had been handing out fliers. Said it was a part of her job with the museum to promote historical events that happened every year in Altomare. That was it! Meowth had an amazing idea!

He grinned while putting his paws together, "James, I got an idea!" James perked up at that.

"Oh? What's that?" James asked Meowth who turned to him with a wider smirk.

"You should get into dat Tour Da Altomare and use your mastery of da water Pokemon to impress Jessie!" Meowth said as James's eyes widened.

James' smile also widened, "That's genius, Meowth! Only one problem…" He trailed off as they walked down the block.

It was Meowth's turn to ask, "What's dat?" James gritted his teeth.

"I don't have any water Pokemon that can do a race like that!" James yelled as he flopped onto his knees, "I will never achieve that plan of yours, Meowth!" He said overdramatically to Meowth who also seemed to be hit with a ten pound weight of his own.

"You could wear that Moltres costume and get some confidence…" Meowth mumbled to James.

James turned to the side, "We weren't ever supposed to speak of that again."

Meowth grinned, "I don't remember promising nothing." James lowered his head in shame while Meowth snickered.

But then, James had a stroke of genius pass through his mind, "Hold on! I can phone in a favor! A Poliwrath straight from the rocket base should be able to cover me!" He pulled out his Rotom Phone.

"Meowth, what was that number again?" He asked his feline friend who scratched his own chin in thought.

"It was 4445678. Dey made it an easy phone number to remember." Meowth said as James dialed it in.

"Right, let's show that Twerp and Jessie who's boss!" James had a grin of his own thanks to this idea. In a few days, he'd have the last laugh.

~With Bianca~

Bianca walked through the city, her finished art piece strapped to her back. It had been a long day for her. This would be one of her finest works yet or at least she hoped it would be. Several kids rushed by with a friendly wave which she returned with a warm smile and a wave of her own. These alleyways were truly a dream-like place to go through.

The twisting turning maze followed by so many different paths to take were always so intriguing. Bianca sighed as she took her time through these paths. Several different shortcuts later and she found herself coming up on the walkway covered in roses and thorns. Bianca walked over the grated bridge and watched the water flow underneath. She saw Chinchou and Seaking just swimming through the water lazily.

She sometimes envied that. The ability to just flow into whatever situation was necessary. To be one with the waves as a person might say. She'd gotten used to her daily habits over the last while and she made decent money. What more could someone ask for? Suddenly, Bianca stopped in her tracks. She looked around and then turned quickly backwards to slap the air only to find Latios reappearing just before she had hit him.

"Don't scare me like that, Latios! I thought someone else was watching me!" Bianca said as Latios sweatdropped and floated backward slightly.

She sighed, giving him that familiar warm smile, "Let's get on home. I've gotta get this to my room." She said as Latios nodded, floating behind her a bit closer now.

Latias floated behind them both, just watching the fun from afar. She knew her brother was just playing with fire at this point, but she couldn't stop herself from wanting to see something funny happen. She truly felt just like Mama in this situation and was glad to be here for it.

'Bro~ Are you ok?' Latias spoke into his mind.

'Sis~ Yes… Stop trying to mess around.' Latios said in return which made Latias giggle a bit.

As Bianca, Latios, and Latias passed through the illusion wall, they saw what looked to be an intense battle area. Bianca almost fell forward in exasperation at the sight of all the damage done to the inner sanctum of the Secret Garden.

Latios frowned and a vein had popped forth on his head, 'What happened?!' His psychic thoughts had hit both Latias and Bianca at the same time.

Latias just quietly floated next to them with a wide eyed silent approach to the situation.

Lorenzo was walking toward them, "I believe that I can answer your question, Latios. Latias was playing a game earlier." He turned to the other Latias that Latios was about to give a stern talking to, "Not that Latias." He said as Latios backed down and Latias sighed a breath of relief.

"Anyway, guess we'll have to clean up after her a bit. Shouldn't be too much trouble." Lorenzo said as Bianca shook her head.

Lorenzo had become a bit more easy going as time had passed. Sure, he could be strict at some points when it came to being a gondola architect and the appreciation of history, but those moments were more rare at this point. Age was getting the better of him yet he wouldn't change his lifestyle to better suit that age. He hadn't even considered the thought of retirement. Yes, Lorenzo was incredibly dedicated to his family's legacy and hopes his daughter would find someone to share that with. In the back of his mind, Ash was a pretty decent candidate.

He already had an idea of what was going on because you can't really fool an old wise man. He chose to ignore it because why get in the way of this young man? Especially a young man that he respected. Yes, Lorenzo would wait till they told him at the proper time. That much was guaranteed.

"Let's get to it." Lorenzo said as Latios and Latias nodded, following the old man. Bianca got up to join them.

Latias hurried toward the Pokemon Center with Bayleef's Pokeball in her hand. Her hair blew back and forth as her body swayed with each step forward. Running past a few different people she'd probably helped at some point or another, Latias eventually would see a person she loved. Latias skidded to a stop, Latias found herself standing right in front of a surprised Ash Ketchum.

He could tell who she was immediately, "Hey, you're in a rush!" He tried to avoid calling her by name in case anyone was listening.

Turns out, he was correct. Just to the side was none other than Jessie who had been snubbed earlier by Ash. She frowned as she saw the girl walk up to Ash and hug him.

'Hmmph, I see. So, he has a girlfriend now? Interesting…' She watched as they turned and walked out of view. Jessie decided to not follow them strangely enough and just left to report on Ash to the boss.

Latias grabbed his arm, pulling Ash close as they walked to the Pokemon Center in question. She just wanted to take it slow with him in tow now.

They had both leaned into one another, enjoying each other's company. They talked about their day by passing thoughts back and forth. She would laugh at his circumstances and he would listen to the details of her dreams making for an unforgettable conversation. Pikachu was asleep in his bag still tuckered out from the adventures it had at night. Latias would be the person he spent the rest of the night with no doubt. Ash couldn't ask for a much better way to enjoy the evening.

As the Pokemon Center came into view, Ash was a bit confused, "Are you hurt?" He asked Latias, but she shook her head and produced Bayleef's Pokeball.

Ash looked at it for a mere moment before sighing, "I guess I did feel a bit lighter this morning." Come to think of it, he hadn't really used his Pokemon today and had no idea the ball was gone, "Did Bayleef cause you some trouble? She's always like this when I'm around other women." Ash took hold of the Pokeball and put it on his belt.

'On the contrary, I think we had a good time. She's fun.' Latias spoke into his head.

'That's good to hear, but did she attack you?' He asked her to which she remained silent, 'So, yes?' He asked her once more.

Latias nodded slowly, 'I'm sure she meant well…' She returned as Ash shook his head.

"No. That's as far as I can take that." Ash took one more look at the Pokeball before nodding, "I'll just have to send her back to Professor Oak." He said as they walked closer toward the entrance of the Center in question.

Latias wasn't sure that was a good idea herself though. She had seen the memory of what Bayleef had done, but she seemed more remorseful about doing that to Ash. What's more, she hasn't even had the full opportunity to tell him and try to atone. She had to stop him.

'Ash, I don't think that's a good idea.' Her voice echoed inside his head.

Ash stopped moving forward as Latias held onto his side, 'Then what do you suggest I do? I might love my Pokemon, but I won't let them hurt anyone close to me just because of that.' Latias was touched by the heartfelt words, but she had to help figure all this out.

'Maybe we should all get a private room to talk and clear the air.' Latias telepathically sent the thought into his mind.

Ash pondered on this idea, he wasn't sure about it. Latias's implication could help do exactly what she said, but Bayleef would probably be a bit more proactive and do something drastic. Latias listened in on his thoughts and had heard no real answer coming from the man.

She lowered her eyes a bit as she took a different approach, 'You know~' Her sickly sweet voice echoed in his head as she leaned closer to his face which made Ash's thought process stop entirely to focus on her beauty, 'If we squash out whatever issues she is having. Things might turn out for the better~' She leaned in further in a rather dominating performance that left Ash speechless as she captured his lips.

Several people were walking by for the moment. One even dropped their sunglasses, letting out a, "Damn… Wish that were me." Ash had heard that, but he was still in a different world. A world being led by a cute loving Pokemon that had opened his heart and mind to all kinds of strenuous possibilities. All of that in a neat package that looked like Bianca, which was the only comparison he had. Ash felt a bit stiff in one place as Latias finally pulled back, gently tugging on his lower lip before letting it free.

'Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…' Ash was having a little trouble processing all that raw sexual energy that was unleashed on him in that moment.

Latias giggled slyly as she stepped back, 'Let's try it my way. If things don't work out. You can do what you wanted to do first.' Ash simply nodded in agreement. Latias then grabbed his arm and together they continued on their path to the Pokemon Center. Going inside and getting Bayleef healed.

Near the boating docks, a ship had just sailed in. There were at least five passengers on said ship. As the ship was docked, the bridge was lowered on the side to allow the passengers off. One such passenger looked into the evening sky and the moon reflected in her eyes.

This woman had familiar orange hair that was well past her shoulders. She wore a white swimsuit with blue edges that hugged the contours of her body. Her blue eyes sparkled in the light of the moon and she had a Togetic riding on her shoulder. She looked stunning as she picked up her luggage to head for the Pokemon Center on the island.

Chapter Text

The soothing breeze that permeated throughout the Secret Garden echoed a sound of peaceful serenity. Wild Spinarak made webs in parts of the tree above and Poliwag slept next to the running water of the fountain. Keeping the garden safe were two younger Latias and Latios who just happened to be floating overhead of the three debaucherous individuals who'd done many things that night.

'The nerve of that guy… Doing those things to Mama like that.' Latios said while gritting his teeth.

Latias rolled her eyes, 'It's not about Mama. Is it?' She asked with a glint in her eye as he turned with a burning flame in his eye.

'What did you say?!' He exclaimed into her mind directly as she grinned and flew off in the opposite direction. Making sure that her brother gave chase and finally leave the lovebirds alone.

Ash was lying between Latias and Bianca, both of whom were cuddling up to him while peacefully snoozing away. Ash had woken up first and been unable to sleep after such an experience. Ash wondered about Latias's wording the other day, "with other women I approve of." He only wanted for her, but ended up with Bianca too? Or was it just a one time fling?

Pikachu hopped over to where he currently was, "Pika…" He trailed off as Ash turned his head up.

He whispered back, "What's going on little buddy?" Questioning his companion.

Pikachu looked at him and then toward the fountain. A light was emanating from a fixture right above it. The wellspring of all of Altomare and its last protector in the Soul Dew. Ash had felt the powerful aura emanating from the place, but figured it was better to avoid getting too close.

Pikachu tapped Ash's leg with his tail, then pointed again at the Soul Dew, "Pika." It said a little more forcefully.

'Ash.' Another disembodied voice echoed throughout the garden.

Ash was a bit resistant still. He was warm and two of the most important women in his life were still wrapped around him. So, he pulled his leg from Pikachu slightly. Pikachu wouldn't leave him alone.

He finally gave up, "Alright… I'm getting up." Ash was about to wake up the girls, but was surprised as they floated up on their own.

'What's going on?' He thought to himself as he got to his feet. Once Ash was done, he watched as they were laid back down closer to one another.

Ash heard the remnants of a laugh from above. Then some extra sounds that reminded him of Latios eerily enough, but the wind would blow and suddenly it would be quiet all over again. Pikachu hopped on Ash's leg and made his way up to Ash's shoulder.

Ash felt another presence besides himself, Pikachu, and the girls. A giant blue aura was burning brightly at the top of the stairs next to the fountain. Ash turned to see it. The bright flames seemed to be radiating warmth upon the surrounding area. Ash was surprised to say the least.

Another voice echoed across the area, 'Ash, please come up and see me.' Ash looked back at Bianca and Latias for a moment before deciding with a nod that everything should be fine.

The fountain itself was reflecting the night sky as he got closer to it. Grabbing the railing for the stairs, Ash was surprised by the heat coming off the metal. As his feet graced the cobblestone rocks, he felt that warmth spreading up his legs. Even Pikachu tensed up a little, scratching Ash on his shoulder at the sudden feeling.

"Hey, loosen up, Pikachu." Ash said to his buddy.

"Chaaa…" Pikachu let out which sounded like, "Sorry" to Ash.

'I'm waiting…' The voice sounded off smoothly into both Pikachu and Ash's ears as he began to continue his climb up the stairs. Reaching the top, Ash looked around to try and see if someone was there, but there wasn't any obvious sign that there was anyone at all. He looked at Pikachu in confusion as Pikachu seemed to be in awe of something else.

Ash then looked back over and he was struck by the same feeling. There, floating in midair was an almost ghost-like apparition. It was cloudy looking and filled with stars. Ash took a step back, but Pikachu approached the being by leaping off Ash's back.

Ash's eyes widened as Pikachu seemed unafraid of the thing in question. He then got a better look at it himself. A familiar aura was making itself known. He knew what this was. No, he knew who this was.

"Latios?" He questioned as the formless being began to take shape. Soon enough, Latios was indeed floating before them both.

'Yes. Though, I wish this meeting was less… awkward.' Latios looked him up and down and Ash realized that he was naked.

Pikachu spoke up, "I'm naked all the time! Woah… That's what I sound like when I speak?" Latios chuckled.

'Of course. I've made your speech into reality. You can probably tell Ash all the things you can never get fully across if you wanted to.' Latios shifted to Ash, 'Speaking of you, I've noticed the events that transpired… Twice.' He said as Ash scratched his head in anticipation.

Pikachu got a smirk all over his face, "Yeah, Ash did a lot of work today. Beat that one trainer and those two in battle!" Pikachu stated while swinging his tail back and forth.

Latios sighed, 'He certainly did… The point of this meeting is to make sure you stick with them. Don't break their hearts.' He narrowed his eyes at the clueless looking man who straightened up and bowed to Latios immediately.

"I'm pretty sure you already should know, but of course I wouldn't break their hearts." Ash said as he looked back up at Latios.

Latios was already aware of his character. Latios remembered when Ash had come to rescue him when his sister had nobody to run to. Latios still felt the pain in that time when he'd been forced to power the DMA and the small comfort of knowing that at least someone had been looking out for not just them, but the town itself.

"I… Thank you for speaking with me. I know you well enough to believe those words." Latios shook his head while continuing, "I wish I could be there in body rather than spirit to see you and them live a happy life." He finished as Ash walked up to him.

Ash reached up to pet Latios, but he backed away, "Uhhh… Why are you floating away?" Latios arched his eyes.

"You're asking me that? You're still… You know." The eon looked a quite embarrassed as Pikachu cut back in.

"Naked Ash. You're still naked." Pikachu reiterated as Ash finally let that sink in despite being told earlier.

"Oh yeah! So are you." Ash laughed a bit as Pikachu sighed.

"Hate to agree, but he's got a point. Even though we established this." Pikachu crossed his arms, "Speaking of naked. Maybe you should move Bianca and Latias to another place. You were lucky that Bianca caught you the first time and not Lorenzo." Pikachu finished as Ash agreed.

Latios turned away from both Ash and Pikachu, "I'll be seeing you, Ash and Pikachu. Take care of my family." The light from Latios's form began to brighten until the luminescence took over the entire portion of the upper fountain. Ash covered his face and Pikachu even hid behind his leg. Then within a few moments, it was done.

Uncovering his eyes, Ash realized that Latios was gone. He frowned, looking down to see Pikachu whose ears were folded down just slightly. The wind shifted and Ash shivered a bit as the cobble was no longer filled with warmth. Ash noticed a small glow still dissipating near the spring from which all water flowed in Altomare. Walking over while passing the ornate structures, the duo was still filled with awe despite having seen this before. A somber mood had filled the air as both Pikachu and Ash gazed upon the Soul Dew.

"Pika…" He said in a low tone.

Ash pet him on the head, "Yeah, I get ya buddy." While they gazed at the water, it rippled almost like a heartbeat. Ash could see and feel the pulsating aura emanating from the treasure that kept Altomare safe. The wind rustled his hair and Pikachu's tail lightly blew to the side in that breeze.

“I think we should go.” Ash said as Pikachu nodded with just a small sideways look back at the fountain one last time before hopping on to Ash’s shoulder. They both left feeling a bit heavier than usual.

~The Next Morning~

Bianca woke up with a gasp. Her eyes widened as Bianca realized where she was, ‘I’m in my room? But how? I remember…’ Everything that had happened last night blazed through her mind and made her face light up.

She was certainly a bit more self conscious after that flash of recollection, ‘Did he carry me here?’ That thought made her feel an array of emotions and then Bianca also added, ‘Where’s Latias?’ That question wasn’t so simple.

As Bianca pushed the covers down and turned onto her side, she found that on her desk was what appeared to be a note next to her clothing, ‘Oh? What’s this?’ She thought while getting off the bed. As soon as she set her feet down, she felt a real soft material on the floor. Bianca looked down to see one of her blankets on the floor.

‘I don’t remember leaving that on the floor.’ Bianca thought as she walked over to pick up the note. Unfolding it, she quickly read through the contents.

Hey, It’s Ash!

I brought you up here last night while sneakily avoiding letting Lorenzo know I was here. I also made sure to bring your clothes as well. I moved Latias somewhere comfortable before doing that and ended up sleeping on the floor here. Hope you don’t mind that. When I got up, I went out for some cardio. Hope you’re having a good morning.

Lov- With Love, Ash

Her heart also skipped a bit after seeing the note’s ending, ‘Love… He said love. I’m sure Ash was going to say love you, but it could’ve been a bit awkward.’ She hugged the note to her chest and then set it down on the stand. Bianca then heard her alarm go off much to her surprise.

“Oh- no! I’m going to be late!” She shouted, quickly getting some clothes together that were clean and went to get a shower. When five minutes passed, she hopped out of the shower and dried off as fast as possible. Quickly throwing on her, signature green shirt, white skirt, panties, and white beret. She put on her socks and slipped her pink running shoes on, tying them up and grabbing her art materials before finally bolting out the house. She passed by Lorenzo who gave her what appeared to be an egg sandwich that Bianca took while shouting, “Thanks, Grandpa!” Before leaving him to attend to his own work.

Lorenzo sighed, “She’s always on the move… Maybe Altomare is getting to be a bit too small for her.” He’d always thought of the day that his granddaughter might leave the town to explore the world. Yet, she seemed a little content with her situation.

‘Maybe something will come up?’ He wondered while walking out of his home and locking the door, ‘Can’t think about that all day though. Gondolas to work on till the day I can’t do it any longer.’ This was a profession to be taken seriously in the part of the world he lived in. One that he enjoyed profusely.

Meanwhile, passing by Lorenzo as he went on his path were three individuals. A woman with red hair that jutted out who seemed very relaxed. A man with purple locks of hair that looked very happy and a Meowth wearing the signature golden coin. They all wore Hawaiian shirts.

The purple haired one spoke up first, "You know, Jessie. When the boss decided to send us away this time. I was almost certain it was because we messed up something, but a promotion?" He sighed in contentment, "I just had no idea that it could be so nice to be an agent in the field again."

Jessie couldn't help but agree, "Yeah and with generous pay to boot. It couldn't get much better than this, right Meowth?" She asked the little cat Pokemon who just nodded with a grin.

"And all we're required ta do is keep tabs on da twerp. Well, do we even consider him a twerp anymore?" He asked the two.

James jumped in on that, "Of course he is. Just because he's a big time champion now doesn't mean that the title of, "Twerp" is being removed. Right, Jessie?" James asked the redhead who didn't seem to agree all that much.

"Depends on who you're asking. He certainly seems more gifted now than any Twerp I've met." She said much to James' chagrin.

James shook his head, "What are you actually charmed or something?" His question didn't get an answer from her.

Meowth butted in, "Don't get too distracted guys, we gotta keep up with da twerp. The Boss was adamant dat we make sure he stays out of da way." He smirked, "Besides, enjoying da vacation portion of da work is a nice bonus." Though speaking of the Twerp. They hadn't seen him in a while.

James bemoaned the idea of actually keeping tabs on Ash, "Do we really need to keep up with him right now? The Twerp is still here on the island." He turned to Meowth, "He'll be no issue for us to get a report on."

Jesse shook her head, "Honestly James, I'm really not sure about your dedication to Team Rocket." She scoffed at him as several children passed by them.

James grumbled about wanting a vacation and such under his breath. Meowth was content to enjoy his day as it was. Jesse was on the lookout for Ash. All was right with the world.

Ash ran along the seaside with Pikachu happily running beside him. He'd been breaking quite a sweat as the morning went on. Having finally gotten a little time for himself anyway.

Ash had received a flier saying that the Tour De Altomare was happening this specific week. Which had been another reason for him to visit. Ash was intent on winning this time, but the competition would be fierce. Misty was said to be coming here just for this event and he really wanted to see what she would bring for the Tour De Altomare.

'It has been a while. I wonder what she's been up to.' Ash thought as he powered through his morning jog with gusto.

He'd even ended up hitting a different route this time. Running along the maze-like halls of Altomare until he came to find himself on the opposite end of the shoreline. Pikachu, having enough of the exercise. Slumped down and tilted onto his side like a Meowth might do.

"Hehheh, guess you're getting a bit older buddy." Ash chuckled as Pikachu let out a, "Chaaaa…" in response.

He got the message across and Pikachu felt himself being lifted up. Ash had opened his bag and after moving some stuff around. Finally placed Pikachu inside.

"Are you comfy, Pikachu?" Ash asked to which he received a comforted nod.

The little guy was tuckered out and preparing to finally sleep it off. Ash gently put the bag back on his back before continuing on his path.

The wind coursing through the area gave a refreshing salty mist from the ocean. Ash sighed in comfort. This place was really nice. If he was sure about anything. Living here wouldn't be too bad, but then the thought of not traveling all over. Well… He couldn't bear the thought of not seeing new faces and Pokemon.

Ash had only gotten this far because of his tenacity and willingness to grow beyond what came before. All of the lessons that made him who he was were irreplaceable. Walking through, he got a familiar tingle up his spine. Turning immediately to the left, Ash met face to face with none other than Team Rocket.

They freaked out immediately and backed up a few feet. Ash to them was just a monstrous figure now with his new height and body type. He gave them a narrow eyed look which made Meowth fall backward. Jessie recovered first, but Ash was the one to question first.

"What do you guys want?" He asked as James let out an eek in response.

Meowth jumped up, "Notin! We were just in da town! Enjoyin da view!" He sheepishly shouted as Ash arched his eye at that.

Ash frowned, but gave them a little breathing room, "Say I believed that. You're not up to anything?" He asked as Jessie stepped up.

Jessie swiped her tongue across her lips, "If anyone was up to anything, Twerp. It'd be me." She walked up to him with a salacious intent, "Damn, you've definitely grown." Meowth balked at that while James got a bit frustrated about it.

James clenched his fists, "This is no time to be flirting, Jessie!" He exclaimed while Jessie got just close enough to Ash, but he stopped her.

"I hate to say it, but James is right." Ash couldn't be bothered with her right now. That is until Jessie decided to go about it her own way.

"Are you sure, Twerp? Wouldn't you like to try these out?" She grasped her bikini with an exaggerated motion of playing with her breasts. Ash seemed resolute, but she saw the faintest hint of a blush hidden behind that barely concealed frustration.

James jumped back in, "Jessie, the Twerp isn't buying what you're selling. Now let's go enjoy this vacation."

She leaned in and Ash could smell the perfume she was wearing. A strawberry incense wafted off Jessie. But then, her movement stopped midway. Ash felt a familiar energy radiating off her. He smiled and turned away to leave the area.

"We'll cancel the usual meetup. See you around and don't cause any trouble!" Ash said while holding his backpack straps tightly and trying to forget just how close Jessie had just been to him.

Jessie then fell forward much to her displeasure once her body was released from its prison. Somewhere on top of a building, a different Latias was giggling to herself. A Latios floated around her with a serious look on his face.

'You shouldn't mess with humans! Bianca might berate us when we get back if she finds out.' Latios telepathically said to his sister.

'Mama wouldn't like it if someone was messing with her special person.' Latias pointed out, but her brother scowled.

‘Regardless, I’m sure he can handle himself. He did help save the town.’ Latios finished as Latias frowned.

"Spoilsport!" She said to her estranged brother who balked and lowered his head in preparation to charge at her. Latias giggled and blasted into the air while Latios gave chase.

Jessie had finally gotten up and looked angry, "Who did that?! That Twerp was all m-" She stopped herself while James and Meowth's mouths were agape.

Meowth was the first to recover, "Jessie is down bad for da Twerp?" Jessie turned to him with an angrier look than earlier, "EH! NYAO!" Meowth yelled while running off on all fours as Jessie ran at him this time leaving James by himself.

James sighed, 'As much as I love this town, those two are going to ruin our vacation…' His thoughts trailed off in annoyance as he walked after them.

~Bianca~

She was painting the dilapidated island in the distance that used to have a full castle standing on it before the return of the water years ago. She captured the contours of the little mass of land with the experienced eyes of a master artist. Every stroke of her brush led to a new avenue of depicting the hopeless shores that were lapped at by the ocean. Even the eroded rocks at the bottom were just as crude looking as the real thing.

Bianca had worked her way up to finally landing a job being a professional painter. This painting was to be delivered to the Altomare Museum where she worked to commemorate every piece of the island. Bianca was well off due to this job, but still lived with Lorenzo despite that. The wind blew against Bianca's skirt and her hair flagged to the side as she put the finishing touches on her work.

She had other thoughts that were picking at her brain, 'Is this how I'll spend my life?' Bianca put down the brush to savor the ocean spray as it salted the air.

'I've never left this place. It feels like a never ending cycle of just doing my job, helping my grandfather, and just living to live.' She pondered the meanings of life as her thoughts turned to Ash.

Bianca had been surprised to see him and Latias in the garden that night, 'Ash has a way of mixing up things. I wonder about his adventures and how I might be if I'd had experiences like those.' She felt a bit down about it, but a shift of wind and two bursts of air coming out from both her sides had a way of lifting her up. Bianca felt like she was riding on something and sure enough, Latios had picked her up.

Bianca smiled, leaning forward to hug the dragon pokemon, 'Aww! Latios, it's good to see you!' She said mentally.

A blush evident on his face, Latios shook it off to report the going ons of the island, 'Everything is clear out there, Bianca!' He responded as Latias floated just to the side lazily.

Latias had a bit of a smug look on her face, one that bothered Latios a bit, 'What?!' He questioned her as Latias started giggling.

'Crushin hard, bro?' She asked with a knowing grin.

Latios grunted as if in mock pain and his body shifted backward. Bianca let out a yelp of surprise as she fell, but then her momentum was stopped by Latios's psychic. He had panicked with quite a bit more emotion than necessary which made Latias grin even moreso.

Bianca touched the ground lightly and he let the psychic go, "Latios, are you okay?" She asked in concern as Latios couldn't help letting hearts pop out from his eyes.

Bianca was truly an amazing woman in his eyes, but she didn't see him like he saw her. He was in essence, a lovestruck child in need of more growth. Latias would always tease him about his crush, but she knew that perhaps one day he might find someone to truly love.

'I'm fine.' Latios said into her thoughts, glad that part of the conversation wouldn't be translated for Bianca to hear.

Regardless, Bianca patted him on the head. Scratching his ears and earning what appeared to be a purr. She thought it was cute and loved playing with him. Latias sighed, all was well.

Latias turned to see the painting and let out a gasp, 'Incredible! That looks so cool, Big Sis!' She said as Bianca smiled.

"Thanks! I feel that island's depression whenever I make a brush stroke. I'm sure it was something spectacular long ago." Bianca said wistfully as a large wave hit the rocks below. The spray reached them at the top and Bianca had to shield herself until Latios floated before her, blocking the spray.

"Thanks Latios!" She said as he brushed it off.

'N- No big deal! I would do it for anyone!' He laughed nervously.

Latias did a back stroke in midair while twisting every few seconds to entertain herself while the one sided love continued on. She often got bored and loved to play just like her Mama. Even though she called Latias, Mama. Latias was often the one to remind her that she and Latios were born as soon as the Soul Dew was put back into place. The spirits of the Latios and Latias of the past would give two new protectors a chance at life if even one was ever snuffed out.

Her Mama often talked about when she and her brother would move about Altomare. Saving kids if they fell into the water, keeping the peace if they could manage it, and having as much fun as her brother would allow. Yes, she'd heard plenty of those stories. Mama had done a lot, but rarely got to leave her duties. She probably sacrificed more to protect Altomare than it gave her back.

Then this boy visited and that had changed her significantly. That Ash Ketchum had helped her in a time of need. Had played with her and made Latias feel like more than just a protector. Then, when her brother passed on, she gave him her affection and he left. Anyone else would have had a broken heart, but Mama was strong and believed that perhaps he’d come back eventually. For years Mama knew that perhaps she couldn’t move on from this boy who had now become a man. He’d even left a profound impact on Bianca even if she hid those feelings. Now that he had returned, a woman left wanting is a dangerous thing.

This Latias knew one thing for sure. Perhaps this would be a guiding stone that would allow her Mama to leave and experience the world. Maybe Bianca would join them and life would be a welcoming prospect for them again. She could only hope for the best.

Chapter Text

Lorenzo walked beside Bianca as they headed home for the night. The cool crisp breeze blew around them both. Truly a wonderful night for a walk. Lorenzo yawned loudly, having worked hard earlier to clean up Latias's mess. His body was haggard and he would have almost staggered to the ground had Bianca not been there to help him.

"Can't wait to get back home…" Lorenzo said with a wheeze while trying to stay upright.

Bianca merely stood by his side, making sure he got back in one piece, "I second that, Grandpa. It's been a tough day." She was still lugging around that art piece from earlier and was just about at her limit with it.

Lorenzo saw his home in the distance and it brought a smile to his face. Bianca was more relieved than anything. She managed to help get him there and make sure her art piece stayed intact. Now that was more than enough reason to be happy. Once they got to the front door, she unlocked it and got Lorenzo inside the place.

Lorenzo sighed in relief as the cool air from the air condition hit him. It gave him energy to move forward when he got a full breath of it. Bianca watched as Lorenzo made his way up the stairs and then she walked back outside for just a moment. She placed a spare key outside in an unseen location before heading back in quickly enough and locking the door behind her.

She then headed upstairs to her room to put the art piece on her eisel. Bianca looked over the details of the work with extreme prejudice. Making sure that there weren't any notable mistakes. She heard the water cut on from the bathroom and noted that Lorenzo must be showering. So, she headed downstairs to the living room to hop on her computer.

Bianca put a call in for Ash's Rotom Phone. The screen blinked a few times before the phone was finally picked up. Ash's face appeared on screen as he held his rotom phone up to record himself.

"Hey Bianca! What's up?" Ash asked over the speaker as she saw Latias's face press up right beside his own.

While Bianca was happy to see them doing alright, she frowned at Latias, "Latias! You left us with a mess to clean up!" Latias immediately shied away from the screen as Ash jumped back in.

"Actually, Bayleef is the reason it happened. She started the battle." He explained as Latias quietly poked Ash's shoulder.

He turned away from the camera, "What is it La- mph!" He let out as she put a hand over his mouth.

'Well, now that I think about it… I didn't help matters too much.' Latias had been thinking about how that conflict arose for a while now and she had a bit more to say now, 'I may have at least said some things that made her mad.'

Ash, who had just tried to defend her, was taken aback, "Oh…"

Bianca was confused because psychic abilities didn't pass through phone connections, "What did she say?" She asked Ash who scratched his head sheepishly.

"Well…" He said a bit awkwardly, "She may have said something to Bayleef that may have made her angry." Ash was still resolute about his original thoughts, "Still, Bayleef shouldn't have started something over trivial words."

Bianca sighed in exasperation, "Latias still knows better too though." Latias lowered her head at that with the sad face of Bianca's own reflection.

Ash decided to let bygones be bygones, "Okay, I guess both of them made some trouble, but still…" Latias took Ash's hat to hide her eyes while brushing through his hair with her dainty fingers.

Bianca's eyes narrowed, "Latias… Don't be so childish." Yet, Latias had no desire to be seen regardless of how silly she was acting.

Ash kinda just took well to this. Not in any more of a mood to argue, he enjoyed as she combed through his hair. Bianca's eyes narrowed even more, but there wasn't anymore to be said. So, she gave up with a huff.

"Just stay safe and get back home soon." Ash noticed that she didn't just mean that for Latias. She had referred to them both. He felt warm for some reason just thinking about the implication as the screen cut off. He put the Rotom Phone in his pants pocket.

Hearing his thoughts, Latias spoke to him, 'She does care a lot… Perhaps she liked you just as much even before everything we did.' Ash couldn't help but smile at that.

'You know, Latias… I've been happy before, but this is different. I'm glad I came back to see you both.' He spoke to her as she continued ruffling his hair. Latias just closed her eyes while they sat in the Pokemon Center together. Enjoying this intimate closeness with someone she loved.

The Nurse Joy who was making sure Bayleef was okay also noticed them. She smiled at the sight of them, 'Those two make a cute couple…' She thought as Latias's eyes perked up.

'Thanks!' Latias thanked Joy who was seemingly shocked by the voice randomly appearing in her head.

Looking around, Nurse Joy called out, "Did anyone just thank me?" She questioned, but she only got confused stares and shrugs in response. So, she sighed, turning away and wondered silently about the voice while Latias just held a hand over her mouth to cover the smile.

Ash chuckled at Latias's tomfoolery as he had heard it too. The minutes spent just enjoying Latias's company were cut short as Ash felt something familiar approaching. He looked up as Pikachu made a squeak from his bag. He leapt from the bag and hit the floor as the doors to the Pokemon Center opened.

Pikachu leapt upwards in that same moment and was embraced by the newcomer, "Oh, Pikachu? Wait… Ash?" The familiar voice asked as Ash looked up.

Latias looked at this newcomer. She'd only seen her a few times when Ash had last been here, but she was completely different now. Latias felt something stirring up inside her as she watched Pikachu nuzzle Misty. Ash smiled as he waved to Misty. Right, Latias felt a bit of a challenging wind being thrown her way by this beautiful buxom lady standing there in a way that Bayleef couldn't hope to match.

Her thoughts were simple, 'Our battle will be legendary!' Latias thought as Misty approached the couple.

Ash greeted her warmly, "Hey! It's been a while. What have you been up to?" He questioned the undeniably stunning Tomboyish Mermaid.

"I've been running Cerulean Gym for the last while." Misty said as she got closer, "Oh, Can I sit down? It's been a long trip." Ash scooted over for her as Misty plopped on down next to the couple. Latias still had her arm around Ash's as he moved closer to her.

'Oh, I bet you want to take a trip alright.' Latias thought as her eyes widened, realizing that she had said that through telepathy to both of them.

Sensing the tension, Pikachu and Togetic jumped down. Eager to see each other once again, they began to play. Then their conversation started and it was something else.

"Pika. Pikapi, Chu?" Pikachu asked as he looked pointedly at Latias who narrowed her eyes at the cute little rat.

"Toge, Ge, tic!" He replied while looking at Misty as Latias grew a bit flustered. Being a Pokemon has its perks usually. Being able to mess around and not get in trouble too often. Being fed whenever you desired and being able to hide your speech from your resident human was the real plus. Unless that human was a Pokemon itself. Then it got tricky.

'Do you two wanna share with everyone?" She asked the two who were immediately sweating and shaking a bit upon seeing that look she gave them.

"Chaaa…" Pikachu let out while signifying to Togetic that they should move the conversation elsewhere.

He agreed with his big brother and together they set off for the upstairs in the center. Which made Latias smile again.

Misty looked over at Ash with a bit of confusion having heard what Latias said earlier and after sitting on it for a few extra moments, she spoke, "Did you say something earlier, Ash?" Then she finally took notice of the girl sitting next to him and realized who it was. Her memory flashes back to the time when they had just left Altomare five years back and that kiss which had been given to Ash. That's right, Misty remembered all too well. She narrowed her eyes just slightly.

Misty had heard a rumor that after his win in Kalos, Ash was going on a vacation of sorts and his first stop would be Altomare. She had taken that into mind when planning her own trip to Altomare. Hoping to meet up with him, but to find that he was already in contact with Bianca again was a bit surprising and bothered her just a bit.

Misty looked back at Ash, "Erm, is that Bianca or you know?" She took notice of how tightly the girl in question was holding his arm. Were they something more? She had to know.

Ash kinda leaned down a bit, lost in thought while trying to come up with a proper answer, this would be his first hurtle. A friend he'd known for a long time asking him about his newfound woman. What were the proper things to say? Oh, it's Latias and we've entered into a relationship that's got some strings attached? No, he'd go a bit head strong like always, just a little quieter.

He leaned over to Misty despite the tight grip of Latias and whispered in her ear to which she shivered at the contact of his breath, "Well, she's uhh…" Damn it! Headstrong approach is dwindling in strength. Say something! Ash quickly found his bearings, 'She's my girlfriend and Latias.' His mind thought out as Misty's eyes widened in shock.

"Did you just speak into my mind? It was your voice…" She trailed off as Ash gulped, then Misty gave a hard stare at the Bianca lookalike sitting next to him, "and she's Latias!?" She said a little louder than Ash thought she did. He panicked while looking around the Pokemon Center only to find that nobody had even turned their way.

Latias broke the uncomfortable silence by speaking to her through her head, 'Yes, I'm Latias and I've made that soundproof bubble around us.' She added for Ash's sake before continuing, "We can speak freely now or as freely as our minds allow.' Latias finished as she gave an expecting look of Ash Ketchum.

"Yeah, she is. It's a bit of a tale. The past few days have been pretty interesting." Ash said while Misty arched an eye.

"So, just tell me everything, Ash." Misty finished as Ash looked at Latias.

'Should I even tell her about the times we had s-' His mind hadn't caught itself, but was silenced by Latias herself. Misty had caught the little tidbit though.

'You two did… that?' She looked at Ash and Latias in disbelief, 'You're a Pokemon and he's…' She really was taking the info not as well as Ash had hoped. So, he narrowed his eyes at Latias who finally let his mind free to speak.

'Yeah, so it kinda went down like this…' Ash explained most of the details while keeping the raunchier stuff to himself. Didn't mean that Latias couldn't feel some sort of distaste coming off in waves from Misty. Perhaps even a jealousy that was sent spitefully her own way. Latias was intrigued by her to say the least. Misty was still a bit more composed about everything she heard, only pausing the story to throw a comment in edgewise.

Latias still felt the need to hide under Ash's hat throughout the conversation regardless. It was a small comfort to be able to avoid direct eye contact with Misty as it wasn't like dealing with Bayleef. This would probably be more of a cautionary approach at best and a spiral of something horrid at worst.

"And that's everything that you really would need to know." Ash concluded while Misty sighed.

"Well, it's hard to believe, but I can see that being the only way you'd ever get with any girl." Misty teased the man who balked immediately.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Ash exclaimed as people began to look over in curiosity. It was strange to see a man who was obviously yelling, but not making even the slightest of a peep.

"Daddy, that man is a quiet yeller." A child said to his Father while tugging at said Father's coat.

"That man is the Champion of Kalos my boy. He's also a mime on his off time apparently." The boy's Dad said to his child as he continued, "Just smile and wave if he looks your way. He's probably mental after all those battles of his." Ash sweatdropped, having heard all of that and sighed in frustration.

Latias giggled a bit at his expense, making Ash blush in embarrassment, 'Today isn't my day…'

But Misty gave a smirk of her own before edging her eyes toward Latias, 'But I bet she had a good day. How was he in… You know?' She asked the Bianca lookalike who kinda blushed hard and tried to disappear into another dimension within Ash's hat. It didn't work, but damn if she wasn't putting in the effort.

Misty tried goading her further, 'He was that good then?' Ash was tempted to take his cap and hide just underneath the rim just like Latias as Misty tried poking and prodding at him.

Then Misty finally heard a shy coo directly into her mind as Latias replied, 'He is…' Latias for all her want to keep it under wraps was succumbing to her desire to brag about it a bit. Damn right, she felt better than she had in a while. She was sure Bianca must be practically glowing after their exhaustive performance of pure unadulterated lust that had been sparked by love in the first place.

Misty was blushing now, 'Wow… Did you do it in both forms?' To which Latias nodded, peeking out from under Ash's precious hat.

Latias and Misty for all their heated glances earlier were starting to get along. In all of a span of fifteen to twenty minutes. Ash felt like he was just sport to be talked about and that was horrifying. He gulped, trying to keep his wandering thoughts to himself. But what Latias had said earlier on was starting to rear its ugly head.

'With women she approved of…' That trailing spark of energetic thought was making him feel unwise like he'd unwittingly put himself in a trap he'd never known was coming. To be fair, his aura sense had warned him of Misty's familiar self. So, even then… He was to blame for allowing this to go so far. Oh, why did you have to attack Latias, Bayleef? Was this just karma getting him for passing up every girl that he'd been around in his life? Serena had been the first one to make a declaration for his love, but he hadn't felt the same way toward her. At least, he'd never acted on it because Serena was chasing her own dreams and he was continuing his own journey despite becoming a champion of Kalos.

Ash, being so lost in thought, was practically opening him up to more attacks from both sides in the middle of a Pokemon Center no less. They were having a discussion about the wild sex he’d had with both Latias and Bianca just the other night. For Ash, he was trying to remain oblivious to it like every other time in his life when love had ever been brought up. Just clinging to the ideas he’d had before his mind had wandered off into the future that Ash hadn’t ever brought to his own attention before. Falling for any woman wasn’t something he thought he was capable of. So, when he found that poster after returning home to have a breather after all that time. It had awakened something inside.

That something must have been his own interests. Ash could feel a tug on his heart at the beautiful art piece he’d been given and it made his journey into a soothing vacation. A vacation that was originally intended to be one for training up various other Pokemon he’d left behind at points in his adventures beforehand had come full circle. Both literally and figuratively. He’d definitely come and cum some more. Latias must’ve been in heat herself to have come on so strong when he’d only just gotten there or maybe it was his aura? Questions that needed answers sooner than later were overcoming the walls he’d always had in his mind.

'Maybe I'm overthinking this…' Ash thought to himself as Latias interjected.

'No, I was listening to your ideas and it sounded really good from my point of view.' Of course she was going to give Ash encouragement. Also, she loved being thought of and praised even moreso. To her, awakening his interests was like a prize. She had earned this amazing feeling and hoped to make it last. Latias didn't mind sharing that kind of wealth either if she so desired. The cogs turned in her mind at the thought of being able to have even more fun with Ash and others if she desired it. Bayleef was definitely in the running for her deep love of Ash and Misty might even grow on her. She’d happily share with Bianca of course. That much was a guarantee.

This was also becoming a very interesting game to her. Latias hadn't thought about it in such a way before, but she was having fun. A lot more fun than she thought since Ash had come back to Altomare. Those thoughts kept turning back to that other idea. Would she be willing to leave her home for him?

'I want to know…' Latias let out as Misty and Ash turned to her.

'You wanna know what?' Ash asked her as Latias moved her head slightly, causing the hat to fall right off. It revealed her with tears running down her cheeks much to their surprise.

Ash pulled her close, wiping the tears away and giving her a proper look of concern, 'Are you okay?' It was a small question for sure, but Latias wasn't sure if she really was okay.

Misty, who was a part of this conversation, decided to join back in, her own concerns for Latias were starting to show, 'Maybe we should get to a more private location so you two can talk. Do you both wanna join me in my room?' Ash and Latias took notice of the looks they were getting. The soundless vacuum they found themselves in thanks to Latias was bringing unwanted attention. So, Ash nodded to Misty.

'Thanks Misty, we'll take you up on it.' He said as Latias nodded slightly.

Misty smiled with a relieved look. She wasn't doing this to get at the pair of them in any way. A genuine want for them to be able to speak and clear the air would be a great thing. She got up and walked over to Nurse Joy, leaving the miniature field.

"Good Evening. Will you be staying overnight?" Asked the Nurse as Misty gave her a curt nod.

"Yes. More than likely, I'll be staying for about a week." Misty said as Nurse Joy began to run the numbers.

"Right, it would usually cost a bit for that kind of service." Nurse Joy stopped as she put up her hands, almost like she was taking a picture of Misty, "Seeing as you're a gym leader though. You're afforded benefits by the association as you probably already know."

Misty smiled, "Yes, I do. What rooms do you have open?" She asked as Ash and Latias watched from afar.

As Misty continued her efforts of getting a place to sleep. Ash and Latias sighed from behind the barrier of sound. Ash realized that he wouldn't be heading home tonight, pulled out his rotom phone to send a text to Bianca. Saying that that wouldn't be coming back to the garden tonight and that they were safe.

She appreciated the sentiment, sending them back a text reading, "Glad that you let me know! Have a wonderful night."

As Ash put the phone back. He neglected to read the second message sent, "Love you both." But he'd surely see it later.

Misty finally made her way back over to them and shot her hand up to being over the shoulder, Misty's thumb pointing backward, "You two coming?" She asked as Latias nodded, grabbing Ash's hand and pulling him up and dragging him along to Misty's room with Misty leading them there.

The father who was sitting with his son had another thought on his mind, 'Lucky guy…' Before turning back to his phone to look up the news.

Misty unlocked the door, opening it and allowing everyone inside. Latias recognized this room. It was the exact same one that she had flown toward when the DMA had been being activated by that awful duo of rocket grunts. She hoped they never got out of prison. Ash was in the same boat.

"This brings back some pretty bad memories…" Ash said as Latias nodded, thinking about her brother, but then she shook her head.

'Bad things may have happened, but I'm glad you were here to help me. I wouldn't have probably been able to survive the encounter with Aerodactyl or Kabutops.' Latias said as Ash blushed, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"Well… Anybody could have done that…" Ash trailed off as Misty pushed them both toward the couch.

"Stop being so bashful. You're a real gallant hero when you want to be." She silently added to herself, 'It made me love you too…' and perhaps it would have been more silent to everyone had Latias not had thought translation on.

Ash's mouth hung open upon hearing that, "Wait, what? You love me?" His brain was practically frying at that. He'd had thoughts about Misty before, but… Wow, perhaps Latias should cut off her abilities.

Misty was red all over at that, she quickly backed off much to Ash's chagrin, "Ummm! It's not what you think!" She exclaimed as Latias giggled out loud at the two awkward people in the room. Though she totally understood the feeling. Her and Bianca had to come to terms with their feelings or at least she assumed they had. She was starting to forget why she'd been sad just before being brought up here.

Misty then ran past the two lovers and opened the doors directly behind the table and couches. She breathed in the fresh night air that swooped in the place. It was a nice cool breeze compared to the warm afternoon. Misty sighed to herself, trying not to think while Latias leaned into Ash Ketchum.

'You know… Misty?' Latias questioned the poor girl who was trying not to turn around to face them both, 'Perhaps I could help you with an itch…' Latias's psychic voice trailed off.

Misty was shaking slightly at that, that is until a small knock could be heard at the door. Latias jumped up, heading to that very same door and opened it only to find Pikachu, Togetic, and Nurse Joy standing outside in the hall. Latias was surprised by this.

Nurse Joy smiled, "I've managed to heal Bayleef. You can get her at any time. Also, these two little guys were looking for you." She finished while only seeing a somehow madder looking young woman staring down at Pikachu and Togetic who both looked a bit more worried. Nurse Joy even got a few sweat drops running down her forehead until Latias decided to smile instead.

She dropped her psychic abilities for a moment, 'I can wait to speak to Misty about stuff later. Maybe a nice quiet evening will be better for me anyway.' She thought while Ash walked up from behind.

"Hey little buddy! Did you and Togetic have a great time?" Ash asked as Pikachu nodded, leaping up onto his shoulder eagerly getting away from Latias's potential wrath. Togetic hurriedly nestled himself directly on Misty's chest and hugged her close. Latias sighed, this was still the best few days of her life or at least in the last while. She looked back to Ash, Pikachu, Misty and Togetic with a warm smile.

Nurse Joy leaned in to Latias and whispered in her ear, "I see you're pretty happy. Don't let that go. He seems like a good man to you." She said as Latias began to blush, curling her hair in her finger in embarrassment.

With that, Nurse Joy excused herself. Latias turned back to watch her leave before looking down the hall. She pulled the door and it clicked, closing out the dark hall while keeping the warm feelings inside the room.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

Downstairs in the Pokemon Center were quite a few trays that had labels stuck on each one. On one such tray, the lone Pokeball on top of it began to shake wildly before popping open. A flash of light ripped from the ball and coalesced on the floor until it became a fully realized Bayleef. She looked around the center as Bayleef remembered the injury she had sustained a few hours ago.

'Aww, she won…' That thought stung a bit. More than Bayleef would have ever thought it would.

Bayleef knew that there was a good possibility that she would have lost against Latias, but she wanted to try anyway. Now, Bayleef was back at square one. She sadly stared down at her Poke Ball while mulling over some different ideas in her head, but nothing big really came up besides one small idea. Apologizing again and trying to get in Latias's good graces. Safe to say, Bayleef didn't like this idea.

Bayleef scoffed at the idea of sharing Ash with anyone especially after that performance he did on her just weeks ago. Sure, he'd been a bit mind controlled through his basic desires, but… Okay, that was wrong. She knew this. Bayleef lowered herself to sit on her rear end.

How would she possibly make it up to Ash at this point? Bayleef was aware of Ash's innate ability to forgive misdeeds barring Team Rocket in some instances. However, could and should he forgive her for taking advantage of him? Bayleef didn't know if she wanted an answer to this question or not.

'They must be in this Pokemon Center somewhere. I don't really want to wait anymore until morning…' She was going to finish by thinking, 'to see Ash…' yet that would have been too obvious. She scooped her poke ball into her vine and started walking toward the stairs of the Pokemon Center.

It was strange to be inside a building that she was used to seeing all lit up most of the time. Bayleef's dull hoof-like things on her feet made tapping sounds while she crossed the floor. Her eyes were getting used to the dull darkness of the building in question at this point. So much better that Bayleef realized she wasn't actually alone.

Strangely enough, she felt the presence of another Pokemon inside with her. She looked around and found a familiar Meowth walking up to her on his back feet, "I recognize yew. What's da twerp's Bayleef doin here?" He asked as she shot him a glare, threatening to slap him hard enough that some sense might get inside his skull.

The extremely threatening posture of Bayleef made him jump back slightly, "Woah! Why are yew so mad?! I'm not here to cause trouble. It's a vacation!" Meowth retorted at the green giant who simply grunted and retracted her vines in a huff.

Should she really explain herself to such a cretin? Bayleef did feel a bit alone even now. Meowth gave her a questioning look when he realized that physical harm wasn't coming his way. Meowth slowly moved closer despite his apprehension, still begging him to stay the hell away. She sighed and stopped thinking so much about it.

"Bay Ba Leef?" She asked him plainly.

"That's the question you're asking? I already said it's a vacation." Meowth said as Bayleef narrowed her eyes in anger and stomped down in frustration.

Meowth backed off just slightly again, "Hey, yew goody two shoes people aren't da only ones who get to chill out!" Bayleef turned her head away again at the little cat as if to mock him in some way. Yet, she couldn't deny that of Meowth.

She let out another huff, "Ba… Baay. Bay?"

Meowth looked a bit inquisitive on this question in particular, "Ok… So, dat's a bit of a story. Short version, I got knocked out by a particularly fetching Salazzle and was poisoned." Bayleef shook her head at that, "Yeah, I get dat. Shake your head at me for trying, but you can't deny love when ya feel it! Besides, she looked so slender and hot!" Meowth then added, "Not just because of da typing either!"

Bayleef narrowed her eyes at him, "Bay? Leef? Bay?!" She asked the cat who shook his head quickly.

"What's with all da hostility?! I'm not putting ya down for being a big dinosaur! I'm sure someone will get into dat." Meowth said as Bayleef frowned at him which made him sweat a bit, "Look, you've got plenty of cushion for pushing and those nice red eyes. Don't sell yourself short" Meowth finished with a hopeful look on his face, but he felt even smaller in front of her now especially with that raw anger threatening to rip out at him.

"Bay lee… f?" She questioned and Meowth knew he needed to find a proper answer for this one.

"N- No… I'm not i- implying that you're f- f- fat!" He stuttered slightly, closing his eyes as Bayleef seemed to calm down ever so slightly. Meowth hesitated, opening one eye just to see if something was about to happen. But it looked like Bayleef was walking away much to his surprise.

“H- Hey! Wher're you’s goin?!” Meowth questioned as Bayleef decided to pay him no heed, not even bothering to turn around.

Meowth sighed and decided to follow Bayleef, much to her chagrin, “Bay… Bay?!” She questioned a bit louder as Meowth got closer.

"What? Ya don't like my company?" Meowth asked while Bayleef gave him a, "No, really?" look of disbelief. After all the times where they had attacked Ash and by extension, them? She wouldn't trust nor want to be anywhere near Team Rocket's lackey.

Meowth should be lucky that Bayleef hadn't started beating him down the moment she saw him. Bayleef let out a loud snort before heading upstairs. Meowth had a paw held up in exasperation, but let it droop down.

'Maybe bein da bad guy wasn't so great.' Meowth was always sure their presence was unwanted, but he and the two palookas hadn't attacked them in a while. In fact they were being paid not to. Meowth, despite knowing how much ice he was treading on and not to mention just how thin it was. He decided to follow her anyway out of blind curiosity.

'That Bayleef of da Twerps is definitely up to something! There's no way dat I don't wanna find out what it is.' Meowth thought while trailing behind Bayleef, albeit slowly.

Bayleef was more than aware that she hadn’t scared off Meowth. So, she decided to just let it slide for now. After all, she had bigger fish to fry. Oh, she remembered just how big that fish was. But how would she catch it? Bayleef had done everything she was told to from the Snivy Ash had caught on one of his adventures, so why was she still unhappy?

It had been at least a whole year since the last reunion with Ash Ketchum in Sinnoh. These days, Bayleef has practically given up on trying to catch her human's attention. What surprised her the most is that Ash appeared to be a single man even after travelling that far. Surely, he'd have captivated someone by now with his daring escapades and out right brash nature (or stupidity) in the face of horrible odds. It worked on her when she was just a little Chikorita after all!

Well, on second thought… He wasn't trying to "work" her at all, but it's not like he had to try. Ash was him after all. An ideal human that would fight the horrors of the world for just about anyone for any reason. It didn't matter if he got anything at the end of the day either, just so long as Ash knew the person he'd saved was okay. Bayleef couldn't help but love that person no matter how much she knew that it was probably an unhealthy obsession.

She would talk with Bulbasaur about these things because she knew he wouldn't tell a soul about her desires. He'd always give her words of encouragement, but also told her that the expectation that Ash would ever acknowledge her was low at best. Bayleef told him that she wouldn't accept that and would always run away in tears.

This had been the norm for a while. At least, it would have stayed that way until a certain Pokemon showed up. She just so happened to be a grass type and was quite a stubborn one at that. On a day where Bayleef was about to do some more sulking after one of her chats with Bulbasaur. Bayleef would find herself sitting on the edge of the lake on Professor Oak's ranch. Bulbasaur would watch her from a distance, sighing to himself.

'When is she going to get over that Ash won't notice her like that?' He thought while shaking his head, frowning all the while.

He started to walk away, wanting to see May's Bulbasaur later tonight. Thinking he'd have a nice quiet night. Peacekeeping was a tough job for the little guy, but he would persevere regardless. His smile was palpable as he kept on going at least until a light storm of leaves hit the ground just in front of him. Bulbasaur jumped backward in surprise, staring up into the trees and seeing her…

'Oh-no…' Bulbasaur thought as Snivy graced his eyes, "Why are you doing that?!" He asked Snivy who shook her head and leaped down, landing before Bulbasaur.

"I was just watching the last ten minutes of this display. What's her issue?" Snivy asked, gesturing to Bayleef.

Bulbasaur was reluctant to give any information, "She's just kind of sad about… something…" He trailed off while Snivy crossed her tiny arms.

She arched an eye, "There's gotta be more to it. Come on, I can keep a secret." She said seductively while winking and sending a lovely attract his way. She wouldn't get the intended reaction, only seeing Bulbasaur grimace at her. Did her Attract fail? What in the world was this man made of? Bulbasaur shook his head and then he frowned deeply.

"Did you just try to seduce me?" He asked as Snivy shook her head in disbelief.

"Uhhhh… I'll just move on…" Snivy said while Bulbasaur nodded.

"Yeah, I've got other things to do. Bye Snivy." Bulbasaur said, happy to get away from this awkward situation.

Snivy just stood there completely confused on how she failed such a practiced move. Sighing in frustration, Snivy decided the next best move was to go talk to Bayleef directly since she'd wasted time on this last endeavor. So, she would and as Snivy approached Bayleef, she noticed her immediately.

"What do you want?" Bayleef asked the other grass type.

"Well, I wa-" But Bayleef cut Snivy off.

Bayleef huffed, "The point." She said curtly, turning to Snivy who noticed that she had been crying from the fresh tears and dried tears further down her neck.

Snivy put her hands over her mouth in surprise, "Oh, I had no idea…" She said as Bayleef turned away quickly.

"If you're here to make fun of me, you can just leave." She said as Snivy quickly shook her arms wildly.

"NO!" Snivy stopped herself, realizing just how loud that was, so she reoriented herself, "Erm, I mean… I don't know what I'd be making fun of you for in the first place." Snivy said, catching a glare from Bayleef.

Snivy continued, "But maybe I can help you. If you need a shoulder to cry on?" She asked Bayleef who looked around the lake and even back to where Bulbasaur had been.

"You weren't put up to this by Bulbasaur?" Bayleef asked as Snivy rolled her eyes

"Of course not. He wouldn't tell me anything…" That much was true, Snivy was a curious pocket monster. An annoying one at times as well.

Bayleef sighed, "It's a love issue…" Snivy could grasp that talking point. She sat down next to the leafy giant.

"Ah… Unrequited love?" She asked Bayleef who nodded.

Bayleef was hesitant to continue, biting her own tongue ever so slightly, "Y- Yes. I doubt you could help me with that. So, just go away." She then buried her head in her forelegs, hoping that Snivy would be gone by the time she looked up.

Bayleef wasn't too surprised to see that she was still there when she peeked out from under her leaf. Snivy was too stubborn to leave behind someone in need. So, she pondered a question about who had taken the dinosaur's heart. Snivy would have to be graceful and tactful.

"Who has such a grip on your heart?" She asked in such a direct tone that she was sure it was tactful in her own way.

Bayleef looked at her sideways, then back at the water. Seeing her own reflection's worry and sadness brought another perspective to this situation. Bayleef huffed, "It's… A-" She made barely a whisper with the name drop.

This frustrated the little smug Pokemon, "Uh huh? The name of the Pokemon that holds your heart?" She asked the leafy giant (Compared to Snivy anyway.) with puffed out cheeks of annoyance.

Bayleef brought her head leaf to hide her eyes just out of Snivy's sight, "As…" Snivy had leaned in hard for that one, but didn't catch the sound of an "H". She slapped Bayleef on the shoulder.

"Really? Come ooooonnn~ He can't be that bad! Who are you ashamed of?" Snivy asked her friend? Would they be friends? She thought they could be.

Bayleef's face was entirely red now as she finally got it out, "I'm not ashamed of Ash!" She said clearly to the surprised little grass type.

"Oh." Snivy said before her eyes drooped halfway, "Oooooohhhh… You've got it bad like Meloetta back in my home region." Snivy said, which made Bayleef balk.

"A Meloetta?! He attracted another Pokemon?" That was news, but Bayleef shook that off at least until the next sentence out of Snivy's mouth.

"He didn't catch her, so it's alright. Seems like Ash gets a lot of attention from Pokemon." Snivy noted which made Bayleef grip her head in the vines from the side of her neck.

Bayleef was visibly shaking at this, "Y- Yeah… He does." She didn't want to share with them. Bayleef wanted Ash all to herself.

Was that not fair? Surely it must be in some way. Bayleef wanted to prove her love to Ash. She needed him to feel what she felt whenever he'd visit! There had to be a way! Bayleef couldn't give up on this, she'd fight for his attention. She hadn't realized that her body had just stood up on its own by this point. Bayleef was confident in herself, she would find a way to make him see her just like when she would look upon him.

She felt another poke on her left front leg and looked down to find Snivy looking back at her with knowing eyes, "So, you really wanna attract a human with your charm?" She asked her to which Bayleef fell to the floor in desperation at the smaller feet of Snivy's.

"You know how?! You've gotta help me!" She exclaimed as Snivy seemed to have covered her ears at the outburst.

"No need to be so loud. Yes, I can help you. I can teach you a move that will make any (most) male fall for you!" Snivy was reluctant to say that her move had failed just moments ago.

Bayleef had heard of such a move before, but hadn't thought to ever ask about learning it herself, "You know it? Attract?" Snivy smirked knowing she got Bayleef's attention fully.

"Of course and so will you." Snivy said as Bayleef hung on her every word, "If you wish to begin training yourself to master that technique, meet me here tomorrow. I will find a suitable pokemon to be our… Test subject." She grinned while Bayleef seemed to be truly alive for the first time in a while.

Bayleef smiled, 'Ash will be mine? He will be mine!' She had no time to question herself because this was the first opportunity that Bayleef had to prove her affection, "I won't disappoint you, Snivy!"

With that, this day would pass by quickly enough. Now we find Snivy sitting at the water's edge. She gazed at her reflection in the clear mirror-like surface. She felt a struggle going on behind her and turned with an unimpressed glare gracing her features.

"Why're you struggling so much? You're about to deal with some pretty women!" Snivy sighed in frustration, "Most males would kill for this opportunity!"

Infernape was trying his best not to hurt the little Pokemon, but her vines were still pretty tight and uncomfortable to the Fire Monkey, "I said that I didn't mind helping you with your training exercise. Why are you restraining me?!" Snivy did realize her error, but just a bit late.

"Oh yeah… I shouldn't be so cruel." Snivy released her hold and Infernape got to finally stretch out a bit.

"Yeah! Much better." Infernape said while moving his arm in a circle, "No thanks to you…" He threw that comment in edgewise at the diminutive grass type who merely shrugged.

"Considering what you'll be doing for most of the day, you shouldn't be too frustrated." Snivy looked back at the calm waters, "I can't wait to get down to the basics." Infernape arched an eye at that.

Scratching his chin, Infernape wondered out loud, "Basics of what? What are you teaching and to whom?" He asked as Snivy smiled, seeing Bayleef walk up with pep in her step.

Snivy gave a confident grin to her fiery test subject, "The basics of attraction of course." She said as Infernape's neutral smile turned into a frown.

"Oh… Oooooohhhh…. I don't like this idea all of a sudden." Infernape said while the evil little grass type shook her head.

Snivy let out a minor huff, "You gave your permission. This won't be harassment and I never told you the exact details of the training exercises anyway." Just as Bayleef finally reached them.

"I'm here!" She announced while eyeing up Infernape, "You picked him? Why? What if he gets too into it?" Bayleef asked as Infernape grunted, shaking his head in frustration.

Infernape let out a gout of flame, "Into it?! What do you mean by that? As if I could be infatuated by either of you!" He said while crossing his arms.

Snivy tutted, "Just work it out like this." She moved her hips ever so slightly, working out her girlish charms and then fired off her most powerful wink. A fully formed heart leapt out from the Pokemon's eye. She looked very precious to just about any bystander that would be close by. The heart hit Infernape and that's when Bayleef put the most attention to Infernape, eager to see the results.

Infernape appeared to be putting up heavy resistance to the ability, but then his eye would open. What it caught in his beholding was a much sleeker Snivy in his opinion. He grumbled, but his mind was succumbing to the little grass type's charm. Infernape gritted his teeth, but his body was fighting him. Then Bayleef had to look away in shock as out of his sheath fell quite an organ. She blushed, and turned away while Snivy seemed to be pleased with herself.

Snivy smirked, "Just like that! He's too easy." Infernape snorted, looking away from the sexy little demoness as she continued, "You do it just like that and you'll have your beloved's attention before you know it. So, come on up." She beckoned Bayleef over and showed her the steps once again.

Then Bayleef gave it a shot. Not even a blink in her direction. Infernape was oblivious to her charm. She puffed her cheeks out in disdain. Bayleef practiced for hours, still nothing. Even Snivy was getting a bit bored by the lack of entertainment this should have provided. The sun would go above and beyond to sink low that night before Bayleef would stop her efforts. She huffed and panted as sweat poured down her face, neck, and body.

She gave it one last shot, shifting her sizable hips and flashing a wink out at Infernape, but he only shifted ever so slightly. That's when Snivy decided to call it quits for now.

"It's okay. You've gotta start somewhere." Snivy said while patting her on the shoulder. Infernape still stood there, giving Snivy an eyeing up. He was unsure why, but damn his body was on fire. Bayleef sniffled as she let out a wail. She'd keep trying everyday if she had to. So, Snivy sent Bayleef on her way and turned back to Infernape.

She looked confused, "You could have already left. Why're you still here?" Infernape looked embarrassed by the question.

"W- Well… I uhhh… I'm not sure I should go anywhere." He said in response which made Snivy grin, walking over to him.

"If you wanna have some fun, I can indulge. I'm no tease…" She trailed off while giving him a genuine wink causing the fire monkey to blush. Bayleef heard all of this and hurried along trying to get ready for the next training session by getting some sleep.

Snivy had decided against the idea of using Infernape as an attracting bag because of him being a little more precious to her. Not only that, but Bayleef had gotten much better at doing the move. It was a little worrisome to the little grass type and she didn't really wanna share her precocious fire monkey. So, the next best thing was for her to find a different punching bag. Hawlucha stood the test of time, but Bayleef's incredible winks and cute blushes had captured his soul.

It was sad for the bird, he'd probably have taken a great interest in her himself if he'd not already known that this practice was for someone else. Hawlucha really appreciated her thick thighs and red irises along with Bayleef's glowing personality. It just really wasn't fair that love this large in amount wasn't meant for him. Sighing, he prepared to be hit by the move yet again.

Indeed, he was infatuated by the lovely dinosaur again. Snivy would nod away, proud of her pupil for putting in so much effort while watching Hawlucha praise the very ground his beautiful Bayleef walked on. Bayleef grinned, her leaf wildly whipping back and forth in excitement.

"I think you've done it. Now you just have to apply yourself for when things finally fall into place." Snivy said as her legs trembled and she fell forward a little.

Bayleef, still being followed by Hawlucha, was surprised to see her mentor falling forward like that, "A- Are you alright, Snivy?!" She questioned her as Snivy nodded shakily.

"Yeah… Infernape let me ride last night. He nearly exploded everywhere." Snivy said as Bayleef blushed and turned away shakily.

"Oh… Right." She finished, turning away from Snivy who snickered.

"Yeah, it's a good form of pain." She said with a smile as Bayleef balked, turning away.

Secretly, Bayleef was jealous of her mentor, 'I hope I can achieve that with Ash. I want the weakest knees…' Her inner thoughts trailed off, panting at the mere thought of being taken by her beloved.

"Thanks Snivy." She said as Snivy nodded in return.

"Don't thank me. Go get yours." Snivy said with a confident smack of her vine on Bayleef's left ass cheek that wobbled to and fro making her squeal in pain.

"Heh… Sure…" Bayleef said before turning back to her mentor, "Don't ever do that again." Snivy snickered again, before settling to sit beside her protege while Hawlucha continued to move around Bayleef for the next five to ten minutes.

Bayleef moved up the stairs, while thinking about that time in the past when things were so hopeful. She wanted nothing more than to have that kind of hope again. It was a craving that just wouldn't die down. Bayleef was also getting more and more aware of the scent she was following. Ash, Misty, and Latias's scent were all heading to a certain room of the Pokemon Center.

Bayleef, still remembering her little pursuer, decided to stare backward, hoping to kill him with just her sight alone. Yet, nothing was there. Had Meowth actually gotten that good at his stealth? Bayleef had to leave well enough alone because she wanted something more.

Just to the side, Meowth was struggling, "Mmmph MmPh! MMPH!" He let out angrily, trying to claw whoever was close by, but the cat was unable due to the way the bag closed around his skull.

Not a moment later, he was free of the obstruction and angry as hell, "What was da big idea, James!? I was on a trailing mission!" James looked incredibly apologetic.

"It's not like I didn't notice the twerp's Bayleef, but you shouldn't be getting anywhere near them. Our mission is to watch from afar and nothing more." James cursed to himself as he watched Meowth's claws slide out and glint ominously.

As Meowth prepared to attack, he relented and realized that James was indeed correct, "You know… You're right, but what are ya doin out here anyway?" James smirked, closing his eyes as he produced a PokeBall.

"Well, I've got my ace in the hole for the Tour De Altomare. I'm going to knock out the competition and make an easy victory just as planned." Meowth was impressed.

Right, that was a thing. Meowth sighed, "You's better of gotten da right one. It's going to be one heck of a race." Meowth finished while James tutted, shaking his pointer finger.

"I will elegantly close it out. This should be a shoe in. Of course, I will have to account for the Twerp and the Twerpette." James put his left hand on his chin in thought, "One being a champion and the other being a water type specialist is definitely going to be the real challenge." James said to his feline friend who just shrugged.

"You'll either win or lose, James. You's just gotta play it right." Meowth had another thought, "Wait, they might be here in this building if dat Bayleef is here. Maybe we could spy on them and find out if dey got any strategies we could swipe." He returned as James smacked his own right hand with his left fist.

"You're right… But… Hmmm… We can't get too close." James said while moving forward beside Meowth.

As they moved along the hallway, they found the yellow dinosaur seemingly listening in on a certain door. She seemed a bit lost in her thoughts and didn't notice them. Then James heard a thump and the tiniest bit of a moan from where they were. Meowth then noticed something else that was a bit unusual. Bayleef was dripping on the floor. In fact, the cat began to blush as he turned away. James was confused for only a moment.

Then they heard it, "AnNnhh! Ash, get it deeper! Mmmph" Misty's voice could be heard and then she was muffled, but the more surprising twist was when a low, "Laaa…" Could be heard as well.

James turned away immediately, "It doesn't seem like there's a strategy to steal here! Right Meowth?" He asked his little buddy who agreed and they both got the hell outta there.

Bayleef hadn't noticed Meowth nor James leaving and decided that enough was enough! She used her vines, gripping the door with all her strength and opening it herself. Turns out, she didn't need all that much strength as the door opened very easily. What was revealed to the blushing leafy giant was Ash with his hand inside of a can of chips labelled Delibird's Chisps, Misty eating a few and Latias begging for more.

Bayleef's sexually frustrated mind had imagined much more graphic things were happening inside and she looked disappointed. Ash was happy to see her though while Latias who could read her mind gave her an arched eye and little knowing smirk. Then Bayleef was hit by something else, Latias kissing her hand and blowing it in her direction while licking her upper lip seductively. Misty was confused by the sudden appearance of Bayleef, but that wore off quickly as she finished her chips.

"I told you the best ones are at the bottom, Ash!" Misty said as Ash just shrugged, happy to help get some more to Latias.

"You want some, Bayleef?" He asked as she sighed and nodded, shutting the door behind her.

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Ash lay awake at night, currently entrapped by Latias and Bayleef who seemed to snore peacefully. He knew Misty had seemed weirded out by them sleeping together and he had to reassure her that nothing would happen between them because Bayleef wasn't exactly on the same terms as Latias was with him. She asked what that meant, but he said not to think about it too hard. So, she nodded and told him good night, walking to her bed opposite of them, ready for her own beauty sleep.

When Ash thought of how this situation had come about it had been a little strange. He really couldn't blame Misty for questioning him about it. He even wondered what had been exchanged between the two Pokemon only an hour ago.

He remembered some very vague signs of communication between them, but it seemed unpleasant for Bayleef while Latias took well to it. Ash felt just as clueless as before.

'Maybe I'm losing my touch… Have I peaked since becoming a Pokemon Champion? Am I a master now?' Some part of himself wanted to quote a Jirachi Wars movie, but he was surely too old to be doing that.

'Will I have a midlife crisis at a mere eighteen years of age?' He'd heard about those, but had hoped that it would never happen to him.

Trying to move his left arm to get some space resulted in a tighter grip from Latias. The prison of warm love and raw jealousy was cumbersome to the poor man. He couldn't so much as leave with the way this was. For once, he wished he'd have caught some of the legendaries he had met over time. Jirachi's teleportation would be really useful right now.

Ash sighed, 'It's too hot.' His body was practically melting because of the two Pokemon that wouldn't let up around him. Latias was cooler to the touch, but Bayleef was giving off a significant amount of heat which was making him start to sweat under the covers.

Then he felt something else beginning to make itself known. Bayleef's snoring was leaving her maw open. Ash looked over to find her opening that mouth and licking the top of his index finger. He shivered in what he thought was disgust, but then Bayleef's tongue began massaging the digit. Spreading saliva down his hand in question. Ash didn't expect it, but it was feeling pretty different. Sensual was a better word for it. He wondered if she was dreaming about food or something.

Well, whatever she might be dreaming of, the raw sexuality of the act was beginning to make his boxers tent, 'Uh-oh… Think different thoughts!' His thoughts turned to Latias and the tent became noticeably larger even with the blanket beginning to grow around it.

'Stupid sexy Latias!' He shouted internally while trying to shift ever so slightly, 'Anything else?!' He tried shifting those thoughts until he saw something just barely through a hazy mist.

Bayleef's red irises gave him a naughty gaze as she sauntered up to him. Her leaning down and simultaneously ripping his pants with the vines that protruded from her neck. She bent her maw to his cock, giving the head a kiss that became all too real as his finger in reality was given all that and more.

Ash let out a bit of a grunt as a voice spoke into his mind, 'Having trouble sleeping? Is Bayleef getting to be too much for ya?'

"Y- Yeah." He let out a bit louder than he expected, but Bayleef didn't wake up. Neither did Misty for that matter.

Ash couldn't help being surprised to see Latias floating up atop him or specifically it being her wet pussy dripping down on his face. She was already pulling the covers up from her side as Ash let out a strangled noise when Latias dropped her backside onto him.

Latias shifted to the side, making sure that Ash wasn't hurt, 'You okay back there?' She asked her gallant stud who nodded, but looked confused.

"You have the barrier up, right?" He asked to which Latias nodded.

'They won't hear us. So, just speak from your mind while you give me a good bout of your best tongue.' She then gave him a sexy confident grin as her hands extended from the side, 'I'll help you relax.' She said as Ash pulled her backside back down to his face. Putting his hands to each side of her muscled underside, Ash’s fingers started rubbing the sides of her outer slit. Ash gave a tentative lick to the middle of it while massaging the outside. Latias shivered at the touch of his bumpy tongue caressing her sensitive outer lips.

Latias let out a heavy sigh and pressed a bit harder down on his face, hoping to get more out of him. Ash’s nose was digging into the soft flesh that spread over the tip of it. Juices leaked down the side and he got a bit more confident. Spreading out the lips by prying a bit further inside with his index fingers, seeing the clenching hole so close to his eyes. Ash delved back inside with his tongue, slurping up her intoxicating love. He teased his thumb near the entrance of her clenching hole making a move to kiss the clit just above it, making Latias grasp the side of his boxers in her little claws, tightening the enclosed space.

His throbbing cock had made a wet spot spread out over the top of his boxers. Latias looked at the wet spot and how it seemed to twitch. She stopped clenching the side of the boxers, lowering her head to get a taste. Her very large tongue caressed his cock through the cloth prison and Ash’s eyes widened. Not expecting for her to press the attack, he got stubborn. Choosing to switch tactics early, he licked the sides of her puffy labia and even motioned backward to alternate sides which in turn earned him more of her taste,

‘Anh! Stop! You’re trying too hard. AH!’ Latias’s voice rang through his head.

Ash didn’t stop at that, thrusting a thumb into her hot hole, ‘I just wanna make you feel good! Speaking of…’ He thrusted his hips up to the warm wet tongue of hers, ‘Please keep going!’ He asked, Latias not wanting to disappoint used her psychic abilities to undo the button that held his straining flesh inside. She had been too close, it smacked her right in the face. Ash shook a little before resuming his questing by giving her clitty a little nibble which gave Latias a bit of a shock. They’re sweaty bodies were mixing together at this moment.

Then Ash felt his entire cock being swallowed straight to the base by the beautiful dragon above him, her clenching throat made him tremble. Her long tongue snaked down it, not too unlike a frog. Latias was determined now to give him more pleasure! She wouldn’t cum before him. No way! Even though she already had.

Ash was beginning to feel a bit light headed from all the grinding on his face. He started patting her underside, which Latias felt as him smacking her ass which made her let out a nice vibrating moan down the side of his cock flesh. Her tongue could taste the build up of pre which she swallowed valiantly for her hero.

‘Smack my ass harder!’ She demanded as Ash began to panic.

‘Hey! Lemme up! I gotta get a bit of air, no matter how much I wanna keep going!’ Ash exclaimed into her mind which made her lift up and blush awkwardly at the man who was taking quite a lot of air. He looked over to find Bayleef had still asleep having let go of his hand earlier from her sexy hold. Ash was surprising himself at this moment by noticing just how curvy she really was.

Turning back, he found Latias breaking his small fixation on his side to see her leaning to capture his lips. He wrapped his arms around the back of her neck pulling her into his kiss, deepening their hold on each other to perhaps even a spiritual plane of existence. Not able to help himself, Ash reached up to stroke her ears and Latias melted further into his grasp and shoving her tongue deep into his throat. Ash was feeling like he was gaining some type of new way to look at Latias. She was such a lewd little plane minx.

Feeling his cock brushing against her underside, Latias looked over at the sleeping Misty and Bayleef, ‘Let’s go all the way!’ She said excitedly while beginning to grind her overflowing pussy on the sticky dick that coated her body in pre thanks to her overenthusiastic work.

Ash looked into those large yellow eyes and pushed back against Latias, creating a nice sweaty friction between the two. He pulled her neck in, kissing up the side of it. Ash felt a familiarity once again, remembering another cloudy memory of him doing the same to another rather large neck of Bayleef. He wasn’t sure what was happening in this moment, but Ash saw red irises looking back at him as his cock was sunk inside Latias’s tight pussy that wrenched his dick like a vice.

He was scared for some reason by this sudden thing. Ash shook his head and Latias came into focus, she was riding him. Slipping her folds up and down his shaft. Gasping, he gripped her tightly and slammed his hips upward. Latias moaned loudly, responding by tightening up as his cock head met the wall. Seeing stars, she mashed her hips down against Ash’s thighs trying to take everything he had to offer. Ash was close, moving his hands from her neck to grab her wings instead which made Latias scream in pleasure. Her body quaked and Latias’s muscled tunnel gripped Ash’s cock as he came inside her. Unleashing all the cum he’d been holding for the past day or so from all the teasing he’d undergone.

Latias transformed back into what looked like Bianca as she collapsed on top of Ash. She secretly poked Bayleef on her thigh which woke her up slowly. Having extended the barrier’s range while still excluding Misty. Bayleef wearily woke to see Bianca on top of her Ash! She was horrified by the smell of their mixed fluids.

‘CHEATER!’ Latias heard before she and Ash disappeared right in front of Bayleef.

They reappeared in the shower area inside of the apartment, ‘I figured we both couldn’t sleep like this~’ Latias said while winking at her lover. Ash chuckled lightly at that, not having seen Bayleef wake up. Outside the bathroom and still on the bed was Bayleef who still couldn’t believe the nerve of that dumb plane. If Bayleef wasn’t any hotter right now, she’d swear that her typing was fire.

Turning over, she harrumphed but then Bayleef couldn’t resist it. She could see the stains of their communion and the smell was just amazing. Knowing she couldn’t be heard, Bayleef fired out a vine and began to masturbate while smelling the sweet scent of her trainer and that vile temptress. Her vine went over the contours of her folds as she made sweet little gasps.

She wanted something thicker, something amazing inside her. Bayleef just couldn’t take this and that’s when she felt it. A hand was spreading her lips apart. This stimulation was even further beyond her vines. The slender digits of a woman was rubbing her sweet lips into a hotter mess than earlier. Another vine was needed, twirling around the first and spreading her vagina that much further as it clenched, hoping for something to quell the hot flames deep inside her minty pussy.

Bayleef pushed back as a finger joined both her vines in helping to plow out her squeezing cunt. She loved this feeling, being full of something with the scent of Ash and Latias fogging up her mind. Even as the finger became two and the juices spilled out like wine, Bayleef couldn’t get enough. Breathing heavily of the scent, she looked back ever so slightly, seeing golden eyes peering up at her while fingering her twat.

Then she felt a tongue, grinding back against the textured surface, Bayleef grunted to herself. She didn’t care if it was Latias behind her, she needed to finish. Then she heard the sound of transformation and the tongue spread largely out over her juicy minty flesh even getting her clit with the tip. Moaning out loud, Bayleef couldn’t stop it. Her back legs kicked out lazily as she came all over that mysterious person. Turning just slightly to the right, she met Bianca’s visage fully covered in her essence who gave her a knowing smirk and looked back at Misty who just snoozed away. Then she was gone in the next flash.

Bayleef was tired after that effort and her eyes grew heavy. Her frustration having been abated, Bayleef though breathing much harder ended up slipping her vines out of her clenching tunnel with a light popping sound and fell asleep. Having magical dreams of her potential endeavors in the future. Misty still slept, not seeing any of this encounter whatsoever. Ash and Latias had a wonderful shower before returning to bed and cuddling before falling out themselves.

Ash awoke to find both Latias and Bayleef were gone. He was surprised and his mind returned to what had happened the night before. How he had seen Bayleef rather than Latias and he wondered if that had ever been real. Misty was turning over to see Ash just staring at the top bunk of the bed above his. She saw that he was in disbelief of something and was even perhaps worried.

“H- Hey, Ash? You okay?” Misty asked him as Ash nodded slowly.

“I… Think so. It’s just that something happened last night that I’m a little confused about.” Ash said as Misty gave him a sincere look of concern.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked as Ash mulled the idea over. On one hand, he could trust Misty, but she would also find out about Latias’s sudden pick me up he’d received only a few hours ago.

Misty looked hopeful, she wanted to hear him confide in her. Misty wanted to get to know him beyond the time they’d already spent together. It was important for her to do this. She wanted to know what made him tick. To perhaps even spend a lifetime getting to know him. It was cathartic for her to see the dense Ash become such a well respected man. Not that he hadn’t done great things before, but now he was even more so than what he’d been before.

Ash gave her a small smile, “I’m not sure if I can share this with you yet. But I really appreciate your concern. I’m sure it’s not much to really think about…” He trailed off, wistfully wondering what exactly his head was trying to tell him. Those cloudy thoughts, Bayleef’s red irises looking back at him with a heavy need and want. Was it a real memory or just him seeing something in her now? He didn’t know.

Misty sighed as she pulled the covers off, revealing her pajama clad self in all her glory. Ash turned away immediately, trying not to look too hard and trying to respect her. Misty smirked at this, knowing she was a real bombshell. She then got off the bed and walked over to Ash.

“Just take your time. I’ve got a nice vacation here and you can tell me what’s up when you’re ready.” Misty said as she went to the bathroom, picking up her bag along the way.

Ash leaned back into his pillow. Satisfied with that omission. He relaxed like he’d always wanted to for this vacation. Though, he kinda missed the presence of his love and his Pokemon. He wondered where they ended up going?

Both Latias and Bayleef were alone in a small barrier to keep out unwanted pests. She was in her human form to make it look like a Pokemon and their trainer was enjoying the morning sun. Bayleef had been silent after insisting that Latias break the ice with her.

‘Look, I’m sorry for attacking you the other day…’ Bayleef said to Latias who smirked, knowing that somehow she’d finally gotten through to that stubborn dinosaur in her own way.

‘I accept your apology. So, what’s this really about?’ Latias asked to which Bayleef frowned.

‘You didn’t have to rut him right next to me you know…’ Bayleef’s words edged out in Latias’s mind as she smiled, blushing a bit at that.

‘Well… It was a really good time. I had to calm him down. You sucking on his fingers like that had given him an erection, you know?’ Latias said as Bayleef shivered at the idea of his cock.

‘Oh… I was the reason?’ Bayleef said as Latias nodded.

‘He couldn’t sleep at all. It was a real problem. Don’t worry though… I took care of that quickly~’ Latias said as Bayleef gave her an annoyed expression.

‘You know what I should call you?’ Bayleef questioned Latias who turned her head slightly in curiosity, ‘Stupid plane pussy.’ Bayleef said as Latias put a hand to her mouth, transforming back to her real form in all its glory.

She seemed to be laughing much to Bayleef’s chagrin, ‘Plane Pussy? Ash sure loved himself some Plane Pussy last night. He sure didn’t mind.’ She returned when Bayleef's demeanor started to sour, but Latias stopped her, ‘I’m just having a little fun. I helped you out too, you know?’

Bayleef couldn’t deny that, she had definitely given her a hand last night. It did cool her a bit and she couldn’t deny that for some odd reason… She found Latias to be attractive in her own right. Stupid sexy plane pussy. Now that was a weird thought.

‘Yeah… You did. Thanks.’ It still irked her that she had reason to thank Latias for something, but she knew that if she wanted a piece of Ash. It would probably be best to tow the line as it were. After all, they both had a clear goal that only Latias had been able to achieve where Bayleef had it once and not for long either. She didn’t have Ash’s love and he had no idea what she’d done yet.

‘No problem, I hope that maybe I can help you in the future. Provided that you keep your end of the deal we made before.’ Now it was Bayleef’s turn to worry.

‘You’ve kept that in mind even now?! But…’ No, she couldn’t argue against something she’d agreed about already. Besides, she still felt guilty about using that move on Ash in the first place. It was only right, but when was the right time? She couldn’t speak to him unless Latias allowed it. Bayleef was for all intents and purposes, completely beholden to this mythical legend. Not to make matters worse, but Latias knew it.

Latias floated next to her hopefully newfound friend and perhaps something more later down the line if Bayleef really wanted that, 'I hope you'll come through because I saw something last night you might be more curious about.' Latias said while Bayleef listened in more intently, 'Ash is starting to recall some of those memories of the night you both spent together.' Now that surprised Bayleef who fell backward. Luckily the barrier had seemingly blocked the view of them both entirely.

'Y- You mean he's going to!?' Latias nodded gravely at Bayleef who had started to panic.

'If his memory of that event truly comes back, he could end up being less forgiving to you.' Latias said to the quivering dinosaur, 'But don't worry too hard! I'll get you to speak to him soon. At least, once Ash wakes up. We can put it all behind us and make a happy reality out of it.' Latias said with optimism, but Bayleef despite those hopes was also looking at the worst angle.

'And what if it doesn't work out? What then?' She asked her dear floating dragoness.

'Then I guess you won’t be so happy…’ Latias said slowly to the dinosaur.

Bayleef looked down at her hoof-like feet, tapping a small rock with the left front one, ‘I won’t let that happen. I can’t lose him. I should’ve never bothered learning that move… If I’d had any idea that there was a better way.’ She sighed in frustration as Latias leaned over to her new friend.

‘Like I said, don’t worry. It should all work out just fine.’ Latias reiterated to Bayleef.

Latios looked over the area, keeping watch for any dangerous activity. Even so much as a little bit of trouble would be nothing to the ever present newly dubbed Guardian of Altomare. At least, he’d be a bit more focused if he wasn’t constantly being poked by someone who had attached themselves to his back. Oh, she knew how to press his buttons and the pokes were getting more insistent.

‘Cut it out back there…’ He said directly to her mind.

‘Not until you play taaaaaaaggg~’ Latias said into his mind.

‘No! I’m patrolling right now! Any moment could be something bad happening! We need to take things seriously!’ Latios exclaimed while trying to see if anything bad really actually would happen.

‘But you’re not patrolling, you’re trying to see where Bianca is.’ Latias said while Latios blushed, and shook his head vehemently.

‘N- No! I’m not! That is not true!’ He shot back, trying to continue ignoring his annoying sister, ‘I’m being the stoic protector of this amazing town that we should take as our utmost priority at all times!’ He finished confidently, but Latias wouldn’t have it.

‘Taaaaaaggggg?’ She questioned again, pretending to not have heard him.

Latios groaned, ‘Shouldn’t we just split up for now? You can check out the east sid-’ Latios was cut off by Latias once more.

‘And you can try to get a peek at Bianca without any clothes on with your stoic psychic powers. Right?’ Okay, Latias was hitting it on the head, but damn did if she didn’t stop him in his tracks or in the air as it were.

Latios was ashamed, but he was also trying to be the protector of the town at the same time as he reluctantly spoke up, ‘Can’t I have both?’ He asked as Latias started to giggle uncontrollably.

‘At least you admit it. That’s progress! Now we can start talking about how she may not see you in the same way and that it’s okay to find love somewhere else.’ Latias said, but Latios felt some kind of pain upon hearing that. Like an arrow had struck his heart, but filled it with misery.

Latios felt like he was losing altitude, ‘You! EH! Just… BUT! Uh…’ His mind was filled with frustration about that Ash guy coming and stealing away his potential love interest by being such a cool upstanding guy. How could he have attracted both Mom and Bianca like that!? It wasn’t fair! Was Latios not cool or hot enough?! He flexed his wings out, but he wasn’t really impressing anyone close by and Latias yawned at that.

‘Taaaaaagggg~’ She said again as Latios looked down in disappointment.

‘Fine… We’ll play tag.’ Latios said, watching her gaze get more intense as if readying herself for competition.

‘I’m going to regret this…’ Was his last thought before it began.

In just a second, she had teleported. Completely out of sight, Latios felt a tap on his shoulder, ‘You’re it!’ Latias blasted through the air giggling gleefully and leaving her brother in the dust.

‘NO WAY!’ Latios shouted back, shifting into an optimal position to catch the air under his wings before setting off after her. The only thing on his brain now was competition and nothing would stop him, not even trouble! Well, maybe some trouble should still beware, but damn if it wasn’t time for tag!

Jessie had been on a shopping spree. Just behind her was James who held all the bags and boxes. Having a lot of money was just the norm for them now and being able to splurge thanks to Ash Ketchum becoming a prominent figure in the world had become really beneficial to them. Giovanni was either foolish or thought just highly enough of the pair to think they’d become masters of watching kids in forests. That didn’t sound like a good trait to most people, but they were criminals and Ash was no longer a child so it worked out.

"Jessie, this is a lot of junk you've picked up. How much was all of it?!" James questioned while balancing awkwardly.

"James, saving money now is nearly pointless with how much we generate. Having fun is important." Jessie shrugged her shoulders and her bust bounced with each step, "Besides, what else are we doing with all of it?" She asked while James grunted.

Meowth was looking around for the most part. He remembered all too well what had happened last night, but it seemed like James hadn't mentioned it to Jessie yet. He wished he could use some of that money for a quick brainwashing to forget what he'd heard.

'Maybe a Hypno could do it instead…' He thought to himself, swishing his tail back and forth slowly.

"Meowth, shouldn't we be saving this money?!" James shouted at his feline companion who ended up copying Jessie's shrug from earlier.

"We're making lotsa dough. That tain't nothing to scoff at. Why doncha live a little James?" Meowth asked as James slumped a little, but then struggling immediately once more with the packages.

Meowth sighed, "Ya know, we used ta splurge on all kinds of unnecessary crap before. Remember all the robots and stuff? I do and it didn't ever work out." Meowth said as James regained control of his tower with clothes and other such things.

"They were worth it at the time, Meowth." James said to his buddy.

"Did dey capture Pikachu?" He asked James who shook his head, "Then there ya go. No Pikachu, but we did capture ten thousand in debt each time. We're lucky to not still be paying it off." Meowth wondered for a moment.

"Come ta think of it, how did we get out of dat?" Meowth questioned them both implicitly this time.

Jessie smirked, "Very easy. We faked our deaths." She finished much to James' shock.

"We did? I don't remember doing that." He said, still struggling away.

Meowth was at a loss too, "I think I'd remember dat."

Jessie sighed, "I didn't tell anyone. It was perfect and it worked because of our background. We were nobodies before and have nothing to be remembered for now…" She grimaced, adding, "It's actually depressing how well the idea played out."

All three of them looked down in depression and then James dropped all of the stuff he had been holding. Jessie got angrier than James remembered her ever being and Meowth hightailed it (figuratively and actually) out of there!

Jessie stopped chasing them to go back and picked up the various items quickly enough. She then proceeded to return to the chase or maybe go to the hotel room. We'll never know at least until later.

“Bianca? Have you finished your shopping yet?” Lorenzo questioned, heading toward her as she tried to hide something from him.

“Uhh… Almost! Just trying to ummm…” Bianca was trying to think on the spot, but the section she was in currently had multiple different kinds of swimsuits all over the place.

Lorenzo chuckled as he walked up, “Oh? Trying to impress someone I see?” Lorenzo smiled as Bianca blushed and turned away.

“It’s not like that Grandpa! I’m just wanting to buy some new clothes…” She trailed off, holding what looked like a bit of a skimpy bathing suit or bikini as it were.

“Yes, buying new clothes right when Ash visits and a swimsuit that shows a bit more skin? Very interesting timing.” Lorenzo noted, which made Bianca walk in the opposite direction and try looking for less revealing clothing. She couldn’t be nearly as confident around Lorenzo as when she was with Ash.

“It’s okay, Bianca. I’ll leave you to it. I don’t mind that man, he’d be a great fit for you.” Lorenzo said as Bianca sighed, thinking about how little he knew was actually going on. She wondered if Lorenzo would be so understanding if he knew that Latias had engaged in this whole thing.

Despite that, Bianca was relieved to know that Lorenzo at the very least thought well of Ash. In fact, she was riding a bit higher because of it. Watching Lorenzo walk away, she picked up the bikini again, giving it a look over. She then looked at several less revealing outfits, picking them up and taking them to the front.

As she got close to the front, a trainer got in her way. She recognized him from a few nights ago. He looked up at her with hope in his eyes. Bianca also saw a Charmeleon standing next to him looking real eager for something.

“You’re that girl who was with Ash the other night, right?” He asked as she nodded ever so slightly.

“Cool! You must be his girlfriend then. What's your name?! Also, do you have any idea where he might be right now?!” He asked, getting a bit too close for her liking.

Bianca backed up, but tried to answer as best she could, “I’m not actually sure where they went last night. My name is Bianca by the way.” She said before continuing, “But I’ll pass on a message if you need me to when I do see him again.” She figured that covering for Ash would be a good idea. After all, he was on vacation and the last thing he really needed was for more battling at the moment.

“Oh… Okay, just tell him that Sato wants to battle again soon!” Sato said with his fan boyish attitude practically spanning around him in a field.

She giggled at the display, it was kinda cute, “I’ll definitely make sure to let him know.” Happier than when he’d found her, the boy ran off with his Charmeleon in tow.

‘Sweet kid.’ Bianca thought while seeing them disappear out the door. She proceeded to the front desk to pay for her items. Happy enough with what she got.

Ash walked out with Misty beside him, them both having a small conversation as they reached the area where Bayleef and Latias were. Bayleef stepped toward Ash, the barrier having dropped which completely surprised him as she tackled him down in excitement. Latias laughed at the two while Misty couldn’t help but let out her own bit of a chuckle.

“Nice to see you too, Bayleef.” Ash said as she licked his face, trying to elicit any reaction she could.

It didn’t work this time, but she would keep on trying if ever possible. Once Bayleef and Ash were standing apart. Misty decided to break the silence.

“I’m going to head to the local clothing store nearby. Ash, let me know when we can hang out again. I put my number in your Rotom Phone.” Misty said, prompting Ash to actually look at it and confirm it to be the truth.

“Okay Misty! I’ll definitely get up with you later tonight!” Ash exclaimed as she waved at him from a distance.

Latias had already shifted the barrier, making sure that the only thing other people would see is just Bianca’s twin, Bayleef, and Ash walking along. She really loved her psychic abilities. Now she could float in her pokemon form and look normal at the same time. Bayleef looked back at Ash before taking point with Latias. Ash just wearily chuckled at the both of them as he was led on a path.

Latias turned to Bayleef and it looked wholesome to Ash. Like they were finally getting along! Maybe this vacation is just what he and Bayleef had needed. He sighed, a bit more relaxed than he had been before. He loved watching them converse without trying to kill each other. He thanked Arceus that this had been made possible.

‘So, you really wanna work with me? No more push back and no more unnecessary fighting?’ Latias asked her companion.

Bayleef smiled, ‘Of course, this is a better option anyway. We’ll do it together.’ Bayleef said with confidence making Latias smile as they both casted a devious stare in Ash Ketchum’s direction. Showing off their bodies in a way that wasn’t even remotely innocent.

Ash Ketchum looked to the sky, trying to ignore that which ensnared his vision, ‘Momma this surely is a dream.’ He thought to himself as Pikachu rushed him from behind.

‘ASH! You’re not leaving me behind again!’ He shouted while Togetic flew off past the foursome, ignoring the sexy bewitching Dragoness and her sexually charged Dinosaur partner.

Ash, happy to have an excuse to look away from the two minxes, picked up Pikachu and set him on his shoulder, “Thanks Pikachu!” He then whispered to his buddy, “I need help…” Pikachu then looked up to see Bayleef and Latias giving him a glare and he bolted off.

‘Going to Misty, bye!’ Pikachu shouted as Ash reached out for his first companion, his best friend and definitely his favorite Pokemon, but it was too late. Ash was now alone with two succubus waiting to be lured into a trap. Maybe.

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Pallet Town. A quiet and quaint little place. A town with a beach front that a certain Mother of Ash Ketchum found herself visiting quite often. She felt that it was nice to be able to have both the lush green fields and forests to the north of town alongside the sandy beach in the south. Here we find Delia Ketchum tanning in the sun with a two piece bathing suit covering her delicious features.

Yes, this was just the perfect day. The peace and quiet, only matched by the soft sounds of the ocean lapping at the shoreline. A nice breeze would blow through the area making her umbrella which had loosely hanging pieces of nicely embroidered cloth blow back and forth daintily.

Delia smiled, sunglasses covering her eyes as she sighed, "I can't get enough of this…" She had a small table sitting just next to her chair, a drink on it with her Rotom Phone just off to the side.

But even with perfection, she still wondered how she could be sitting here when her capable son could be getting in trouble. Her worries were unwarranted of course. The only real trouble he hadn't got up to was with women. She could take solace in the fact that her little man wasn't going to be an early Papa just yet. Though, she kind of hoped he'd try getting with that Misty friend of his. She was nice and having some grandkids to take care of would make her life a bit more lively.

She watched the ocean a bit longer, trying to ease her thoughts away from such trivial things. But then, Delia would see her Rotom Phone out of the corner of her eye. She wondered if he would ever call her. Ash had been quite silent in the last year or so. She had only heard from him once on his trip. She started to sweat just a bit.

'He's a grown man. I don't need to worry about him. Ash is still my baby boy and he has a good head on his shoulders.' She thought, trying to ignore the urge to call him.

Mr. Mime had been trying to help her ease these worries, but he just couldn't keep her maternal instincts at bay for long. Professor Oak had visited a few times this month alone and they would talk about Gary alongside Ash. Reminiscing about the two and how they'd grown up to be amazing in their fields. She loved those chats with her friend that had been there for them for so many years.

Now she couldn't resist the temptation, quickly reaching for the phone and nearly knocking over her drink in the process, 'Just one little call, that's all.' Even as she began to dial it in, her phone flashed on its own.

Her "Baby Boy" was indeed calling her for the first time this month. What a coincidence, but she needed to compose herself. Delia calmed down and clicked the green icon which picked up. Delia saw Ash's face for the first time that month and she saw a mark on his neck. That didn't bode well, but she still had faith in her little man. At least she had hope.

"Hey Mom! I was wanting to check in and see how you're doing." Ash said to Delia who wasn't sure what to say.

Seeing that, she just smiled, "I'm doing ok. Just on the beachside today to soak up some rays and what about you?" She wanted to add how quiet he's been for the last while, but she decided against it.

Ash gave her a small smile, "It's been interesting here in Altomare." Delia gave him a warmer smile as she began to think.

Altomare… Altomare. She knew that he'd spoken about that place a lot before. In fact, he had told her about a certain thing that had happened there at that time. His first kiss… Delia was shakily holding the phone now. That mark on his neck was a hickey for sure! She wondered what to say. Delia knew that of course he was a grown up and could make decisions on his own, but Ash was still her baby boy! Why?!

"Uhhh… Mom? You okay?" Ash asked over the phone, breaking her out of the stupor she was in.

Delia awkwardly coughed, "Ye- Yeah! Just fine. It was just the breeze, that's all." She lied through her teeth, making Ash chuckle a little.

"Ok, so the other reason I called is to ask about relationship stuff." Ash said as Delia's eyes widened immensely.

"Oh. Oh? Oh…" Delia's camera was beginning to look as if it were shaking causing Ash to adopt a worried expression.

"Are Diglett coming through, Mom?!" He exclaimed into his mic which snapped Delia out of her haze causing the camera to focus in on her uneasy face.

"No honey, just… Erm… Unyielding ra- Curiosity! Who are you in a relationship with exactly?" Delia asked, tightening her grip on the Rotom Phone which made the Pokemon inside it squeak in pain.

"Well, it's kinda complicated. I just needed some advice from you because you've been with Dad before." He said as Delia got the fire in her eye that Ash would get similarly whenever a challenge came along.

"You need advice and I need answers! We do even trades because that is the Ketchum way!" Delia said abruptly to which Ash looked confused.

"I thought the Ketchum way was to become the very best like no one ever was, Mom." He explained as Delia nodded with a devious smile.

"Yes, in many different ways. Now, tell me my Baby Boy! What is going on?!" She saw him hesitate and Delia let out a gasp, "So, you're hiding something from your own mother?! I thought you loved me." That would get Ash to spill the proverbial beans at least she saw his willpower beginning to crumble and if it didn't, then the lone teardrop slowly spilling down the side of her cheek would bring her plan's to victory.

Ash could see his Mother’s tactic from a mile away, you didn’t become a champion without gaining the ability to see a cue, unless it pertained to other women in Ash’s book, “Mom… I don’t mind telling you, but I don’t want you to overreact. Besides, wouldn’t you be proud of me?” He asked her, trying to gauge another reaction.

Delia was being overpowered by her son, she had to pivot! It was the only way, “I would be proud of my Baby Boy no matter who he dated.” That wasn’t a lie, she’d be happy for Ash… Unless it was someone awful. She would put up with it for his sake, but damn would it be a downer. Delia put on her best smile while thinking of all this. She’s going to get that answer.

Ash, being alone for the moment, looked around anyway. Trying to make sure the coast was clear or at least as much as he could hope for in terms of clearance. He took a deep breath, ‘She said that she would be proud of me no matter who I dated. I hope that means Latias is fine… And maybe Bianca… Even Bayleef potentially? Not to mention Misty…’ Oh, he was definitely in over his head. Ash shook slightly and the phone jostled in his hand making him have to struggle with it while Delia could barely see a blur from the other side before he finally caught it.

‘I can do this. It’s just Mom. It’s just Mom. Oh-no, it’s just MOM!’ His thoughts screeched while Ash held the phone tightly.

Delia wondered what the hold up was for. Had she come on too strong? Well, perhaps she had. It was a bit much for her to be going so hard on this topic, but was it really that bad? She sighed, watching the salty water swallow the shoreline in its grasp before returning back to the ocean it came from.

Ash spoke up, “I may have gotten myself into a bit of a situation.” Delia nodded, listening intently and hanging on every word, “Okay, I kind of maybe… Got with a Pokemon.” Ash said shakily as Delia’s mouth widened into an “O” of shock before she dropped the phone, appearing to pass out while Ash worried over her from the other side of the screen.

That had only lasted a few moments before Delia would come back swinging, “YOU WHAT?!” She exclaimed as somewhere in another universe, the sun had collapsed in on itself causing the heat death of that place as it knew it. That very energy radiated from Delia like a light bulb from billions of years in the future. Ash had to shield himself even though they were miles apart and only connected by a flimsy signal at that.

Delia’s shining energy began to dim as she exhaled a puff of smoke from her lungs, “A P- Pokemon?” She asked him as Ash nodded a little less enthusiastically.

“Does it at least love you for you?” Delia asked, not believing even her own words as Ash nodded a little more enthusiastically this time, “Now son, I’m your mother and I don’t want to judge you based on that and at the very least it’s not illegal. Tell me it’s not Pikachu at least.” She said as Ash shook his head.

“It’s definitely not Pikachu.” Ash said with conviction as Delia let out a sigh of relief.

“Well, thank goodness!” Delia said to her son before narrowing her eyes, “Who is she then?” She asked next as Ash looked back around the empty room, knowing he was perfectly alone.

“It’s Latias. You know, the girl I told you about from Altomare about five or so years back? She and I met as soon as I got here and well… It’s been an interesting three days.” Ash said to his mother as she emphasized for him to continue which he did, “Well, we kinda did things. A lot of things and well… I love her!” He said to his mother unflinchingly.

Delia shook her head, “You’re too young to know what love is. You’ve only been together for three days. When you visited back then, it was hardly a week. You have to be in over your head at this point.” She implored, trying to reason with her Baby Boy, but Ash turned away from the camera and a frown adorned his face.

“No, I’m not. I’m not able to deny that I felt something for her. It’s hard to describe, but it's definitely there. My heart starts beating really hard, but I’m not deterred from speaking with her and I feel like explaining just how I want her so badly!” Ash said to his mother who looked like she was a little less convinced, but he wasn’t stopping there, “I wanna show her the world! I want to be there with her and everyone else!” Ash’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d just said.

Delia twitched a little, “Everyone else? Just WHO is everyone else?” She asked, making sure that “Who” was said louder than her other words.

Ash had already dug his grave, now he’d have to lie in it, “Well, I may have also gotten with her step sister…” Delia’s eye was twitching now rather than her whole body.

“And her… Sister? Explain.” Delia said simply as Ash began to try drilling his way back to the surface of his metaphorical hole.

Ash gulped audibly, “Sure… She’s a human just like me and a really wonderful woman who I kind of also really want to be with as well.” Ash said to his Mother who nodded along slowly.

Delia didn’t say anything, he wasn’t sure if she was happier, sadder, or just disappointed in him. Ash was trying to pick his next words carefully, “And her name is Bianca. She’s really great!” He reiterated, but Delia seemed to tilt her head slightly.

Delia was no fool, “You said there were others. That would imply more than two. I want to be proud of my Baby Boy for being such a hit with the ladies, but what if something bad happens?” She asked Ash who looked a bit confused, so she continued, “What if you happen to get Bianca pregnant?” Oh, Ash perked up immediately at that.

“Simple, I’ll take responsibility! It’s easy enough! I’m a champion, so all I have to do is make money and tend to her!” Ash said to his Mother who showed a bit of pride with a nod that eased Ash up a little.

“And Latias too.” Delia said chidingly.

“Yeah! Though, I don’t think I can actually get her pregnant, but I’ll try!” Ash said as Delia nearly dropped the phone again.

‘He’s too confident! Did I raise such a sexual beast and never notice it?’ She questioned herself as Ash gave her a grin that would melt any mother’s heart, but she wouldn’t falter. Delia still had one more question that she had briefly mentioned not a moment ago, “And the others?”

Ash blushed a bit, which was unexpected coming from him, “Well, I was never the brightest when it came to romance, but I think my Bayleef is coming on to me.” Delia had actually seen that one coming and so did everyone else with a functioning brain. Not that she ever thought her son would be interested in the touch of a Pokemon and he’d always brushed off her affection most of the time.

“Well, good for her. Now, before I cut off this call. Is there anyone else I should be aware of?” Delia asked as Ash scratched his head.

“Well, there’s Misty.” He said as Delia smiled, clenching her left fist in victory and sending it high into the proverbial sky which just ended in her knocking the umbrella to the ground.

“That’s an even bigger win. Make sure to at least let me know when you’ll all be visiting.” She told her son as he nodded.

“Of course! You couldn’t keep me or them away! Love you, Mom!” He exclaimed as she replied to him.

“Love you too my Baby Boy!” With that, the screen went back to her usual homepage with Ash and Pikachu adorning it. She sighed, ‘He’s growing up too fast.’ She really hoped he would succeed in some way, but the prospects were a bit high. She had also forgotten to mention that she really wanted some grandchildren in the next few years or so. Oh well, she’d say it later when she got the chance.

Then as the breeze picked up, Delia watched her umbrella sail down the beach side. She jumped up, chasing it as we turned back to see her Rotom Phone wink from the chair.

Chapter Text

Ash, now entirely alone with Latias and Bayleef, wasn't sure where this was going. He vaguely remembered seeing flashes of what appeared to be Bayleef coming onto him at some point, but it was a foggy memory at best. What he had made out felt so real that he questioned it for most of the morning after having a chat with his Mom of course. He felt a bit more at ease with himself now that he was confronting these thoughts and feelings more head on.

Sighing to himself, Ash moved behind them just a bit slower than usual. Trying to get an idea of what to do. Latias, knowing what was going through his mind on the surface level, was trying to figure out the best course of action before the memory became any clearer. Bayleef for this instance had felt confident in herself, but that confidence was now being submerged under the quiet that had overtaken the group. Even as several people passed by them, intrigued by the Bayleef.

"Bayleef! Cute!” Said a child as she ran up, eager to pet the Pokemon.

Bayleef, shocked out of her stupor, was more than amorously ready to receive some pets, “Bay! Bayleef!” She said, lowering her head to allow the child to pet her.

She giggled, scratching the head of Bayleef lightly. Even rubbing her leaf which made Bayleef unconsciously use Sweet Scent. The child got a whiff of the smell and she completely relaxed falling backward onto her backside. A man and a woman walked up.

“Sorry about the trouble. My daughter is so precocious.” He leaned down, picking up his child into his arms and cradling her.

Ash smiled, “It’s okay, don’t worry about it! Bayleef is good with kids!” He said as the father chuckled.

The mother moved over, “We should probably get going. Didn’t you say that battle exhibition was going to happen in the next few hours or so?” She asked him as the father nodded.

“Oh yeah! It’s lucky that the Tour Da Altomare is in two days or there wouldn’t be anyone there for this day.” He said as Ash perked up at the sound of any kind of tournament happening.

“Battle Exhibition? Where?!” Ash asked as the man flashed him a ticket.

“This location is on the beaches to the south. You should sign up if you’re good at battling. My own battling days are behind me now that I’ve gotten to work.” The father said casually as his wife nodded beside him.

“I will! Just gotta decide who’s going to battle with me…” He trailed off while remembering that Pikachu had gone with Misty, “By the way, what's your name, Mister?”

“It’s Joe and this is my wife, Giselle.” He said as Ash was floored by this meeting.

“Wait what?! That Giselle?!” Ash exclaimed, realizing that she did look familiar.

Joe gave him an inquisitive look, “You know, you remind me of someone…” His eyes widened in sudden realization, “No way! Ash Ketchum?! Now that’s a blast from the past! You're a real champ now!" Joe said as Ash was surprised by him most of all.

"Yeah and you're really confident now! It's good to see you both." Ash returned as Giselle gave him a pretty smile.

"Yeah, he's really confident. What do you think of our little Chesa?" She asked Ash.

Ash smiled, "She seems nice. What did you think of Chesa, Bayleef?" He asked as Bayleef smiled alongside him.

"Bay!" She let out as Giselle looked at the girl standing next to Bayleef.

"Ohhoho!" She said while looking her up and down, "And who might I ask this and why haven't you introduced her, Mr. Ketchum?" Giselle asked the Champion who chuckled lightly.

"She's my girlfriend. Her name is La- Ummm…" He said, catching himself quickly and still not sure what to say.

Latias spoke into his mind, 'Lianca. You can call me that!' She said as Ash frowned.

He didn't feel that name lived up to her, but he would oblige, "It's Lianca…" That felt weird to say.

Latias merely blushed, raising a hand up only for it to be clasped by Giselle, "She's trying to hide! That's cute, Lianca! It's nice to meet you!" She said with a smile as Latias tried to lean backward at the very least.

Joe smiled, "Do you all wanna just come with us? I'm sure you could sign up when we get there." He said to Ash, "Lianca", and Bayleef who seemed to agree collectively with a nod to one another.

"It can't hurt." Ash said, proceeding to follow them with Latias and Bayleef in tow.

Bayleef was a bit worried at the moment, 'How am I supposed to get him alone and speak now?' She asked Latias who merely brushed off the worry.

Latias smirked, 'I've got a plan. It won't be easy, but it could be if everything goes well.' She said with a sparkle to her eyes.

Giselle leaned over to Latias, "Say Lianca, how'd you two even meet?" She whispered, watching Ash and Joe talk while his daughter watched the canals.

Latias would have to speak with someone outside of Ash's usual circle of friends. That was… Daunting. She looked to Ash for support, but he was being distracted by Joe. So, she did what came natural. Showing up for a visit in his mind.

'I need your help. Please!’ She said as Ash perked up.

‘What’s the deal?’ Ash asked her quickly as Latias quickly reiterated what she asked.

‘Oh…’ Ash thought as he quickly came up with an idea.

"We met up on the beach!" He said as Latias looked sideways in confusion while Giselle leaned in a bit closer, eyes sparkling.

“Ummm… How did you hear me?” Giselle asked him as Ash looked away.

“I just happened to catch it and figured I would answer. That’s all. Hahahah!” He laughed nervously as he began to think about what he should say next.

“Okay…” Giselle trailed off while turning back to Lianca.

"And you both hit it off just fine afterward? What do you have to say about that, Lianca?" She asked Latias who seemed to be embarrassed, but Ash jumped in once more.

“Lianca is… She’s mute! It’s just something she's struggled with for a while even before I met her. She’s also kind of psychic like… Sabrina!” Ash said, scratching the back of his head while Giselle listened to the half-baked explanation with piqued interest while Joe played with his daughter, listening halfway as Ash continued, “She can speak directly into your mind! Cool, right?” He said, chuckling lightly while Giselle frowned and Latias felt the strangest need to facepalm.

That frown quickly turned upside down as Giselle smirked, “So, you two haven’t got any secrets between one another? Wow, that’s amazing! Can she speak to me right now?” Giselle asked while making Latias nearly gasp in disbelief.

‘That worked?!’ Ash and Latias thought at the exact time.

Bayleef looked at this situation with a bit of disbelief as well, 'These two are…' She didn't want to think about it, but, 'Almost perfect for each other.' She just wanted to be with him too which strained the relationship a bit. At least she thought it did, but Latias kept making her think it would be fine.

Giselle looked expectantly at "Lianca". Latias smiled awkwardly at Ash before nodding her head, 'How is this, Giselle?' She asked as Giselle gasped.

"Her voice sure is pretty." She said to Ash and "Lianca".

'Aw! Thanks! He really likes my voice too.' She said as Ash scratched the back of his head with a grin of his own while explaining to Joe about his career path.

Joe sighed, "I've heard of your exploits. It must be tough to live up to all those expectations."

Ash shook his head, getting a look at some Seaking leaping out of the water, "It's not as lofty as you'd think. A lot of things I've done were completely off the books." Ash finished before pondering a question of his own, "When did you end up moving out here? I thought that no matter where you ended up. It would definitely still be in Kanto."

Joe smiled, watching the Wingull flap past them, "It's not as crazy as you'd think." He put down Chesa to let her run around a little, "Giselle really liked the idea of moving out here and since we were both graduating at the top of our grade from Pokemon Tech…" The wind blew softly as Ash looked in the same direction as Joe.

"We both ended up agreeing that living here was a no-brainer. So, here we are." Joe said calmly, making sure his daughter didn't get too close to the water.

Bayleef pranced to the forefront to be a second safeguard for Chesa, "Bay Bay…" She said soothingly.

Latias walked over to stand by Ash. Giselle joined Joe as the sun rose to its peak.

Bianca had paid for her clothes by this poInt. Very satisfied with the different things she'd picked up. She walked toward the exit, thinking about what her next move should be until Bianca the doors opened to find Misty standing just outside. The orange haired woman looked a lot older than the last time Bianca had seen here and that made plenty of sense.

"Erm… Hello?" Bianca said awkwardly as Misty smiled back.

"Yeah, Bianca was it? We never got to talk much." Misty returned as Bianca indeed realized that they hadn't ever spoken. Of course, the only time Misty had seen her was when Latias kissed Ash. So, this was new territory for them both.

Bianca smiled, brushing some of her hair back and trying to find her footing, "So, did you wanna talk about anything in particular? Or were you coming here to pick up some clothes?" She had recovered nicely as Misty nodded.

"Actually yeah, I could use some help if you wanna stick around." Misty said, returning the smile in kind, 'I can find out how far this goes…' She thought, giving a bit of a menacing grin.

"That smile feels off…" Bianca stated, giving her a strange look.

Misty stopped immediately, "Oh right… Haha!" She finished, hoping that Bianca would leave it well enough alone.

The door was still open between them as Pikachu came rushing up Misty's arm much to her surprise, "Pikachu? Why're you here?"

Pikachu widened out his arms, imitating a giant monster indicating that there were at least two. He then showed with his tail that he had been horrified and tracked Misty all the way till they got here. Of course, both of the women didn't really understand all of it. They were, in fact, quite confused.

The electric rodent sighed loudly, "Chaaaa!" Before snapping his little mouse pad fingers in exasperation.

“Well, I can look after you for a bit regardless.” Misty said, giving the mouse a delightful scratch underneath his chin which soothed the Pikachu quite well.

Bianca giggled a bit as several steps were heard approaching the two women, “Oh, Grandpa! This is Misty!” She said to the older man who smiled.

“Well, what a coincidence to see you here. It’s been a while. Did you too happen to come up for Ash’s vacation?” Lorenzo asked, fiddling with the few shirts he’d picked up. They were all red of course because he loved that color in particular. It just felt on brand.

Misty nodded, “Yeah. I also came up to participate in the Tour De Altomare. Just wanna maintain my past few victories.” She said with pride.

Lorenzo smirked, “Yeah, you’ve really taken over the circuit.” He then went on, “There were a few other trainers that came into town a little bit ago for a small exhibition happening on the southern beach. Have you heard of that?” He asked her to which Misty frowned in confusion, trying to wrack her mind for it, but coming up blank.

“Not really, I’ve only been preparing for the race.” She finished, wondering if Ash had heard anything about it.

Bianca jumped in, “That’s fair. It’s a smaller, more recently made event. Just last year was the first one. Doesn’t help that it happens just before the Tour De Altomare. I assume it’s for the tourists, but there were some big names showing up this year.” She finished, while looking around.

She pulled out her Rotom Phone and pulled up a webpage detailing the event before showing it to Misty. That was indeed interesting to her as she went over the list of names. One name in particular stood out. She couldn’t believe it in fact. Was this some kind of strange fate?

“Now I wonder why they haven’t advertised this more?” Misty questioned out loud as Lorenzo chuckled.

“It’s just a little preamble before the big race. We could end up having a few of them show up for that too if that rumor was to be believed.” Lorenzo said, trying to entice more conversation with the two ladies standing opposite of them.

Misty frowned as she noticed something else on the website, "The sign ups were last week. Hmmm… There's always next time. Though, I wouldn't mind watching a few matches." She gave Bianca a look who seemingly agreed with her.

“Well, I’m going to head home myself.” Lorenzo said as Bianca nodded.

“Be careful on the way back, Grandpa!” Lorenzo merely waved as he walked out the front of the store.

Bianca turned to Misty, “So, should I get this plan on the move?”

Misty smirked, “Sure. I can’t wait to see another old friend today.”

Bianca clicked a few numbers and hit the green button to call up Ash, "Guess I'll give Ash a ring and see if we can all meet there." She said, waiting for the phone to pick up.

Ash looked down as he'd just heard the news, "Can't believe it… I missed the sign ups by a week!" He shouted as Bayleef stepped up to be angry beside him.

"BAY!" She wailed which Latias heard as, "Damnit!" Latias thanked Arceus for language barriers while Bayleef was patted on her left hindleg by Chesa in consolement.

'That's so sweet…' Latias thought while looking on in envy of Giselle and Joe. Joe was currently being chewed out a bit by Giselle for leading Ash on for which he apologized to his wife sincerely. Latias then looked back at their kid. Some base level desire was making itself known to her. Something that just felt normal in a way.

'I wonder if I'll have a child of my own?' That thought had sent a shiver down her spine. Ash surely wouldn't be able to cross that kind of species threshold. She sighed, though less audibly. There would always be some difficulty in this relationship. At least Bianca could give them both that experience if things worked out. She looked up as the phone went off in Ash’s pocket.

Ash pulled out his Rotom Phone, clicking it and putting the thing to his ear, “What’s up Bianca?” Ash asked casually as he nodded.

“Yeah, I heard about it.” Ash said, holding his chin and contemplating the next bit before perking up, “Yeah, I’m sure everyone wouldn’t mind meeting up at the event.” He said as he nodded along with whatever was being said.

“Okay, can’t wait to see you two. Is Pikachu alright?” Ash asked, smiling because of the good news, “Cool, Text me when you get here. Oh… Love you too.” He said, as he lowered the phone.

Giselle was confused, “What was that last bit?” She turned to “Lianca”, “Did you hear that?” She asked her quickly as Latias shifted slightly.

‘Ummm… Yeah.’ Latias was aware that Ash had feelings for her, so this wasn’t a shocker.

Giselle looked at Joe who smiled, “Okay, fine… But aren’t you two together, Lianca?” She asked her as Latias sighed.

‘Oh… Well, she’s his…’ Latias wasn’t creating a web of lies, so she decided to go all in, ‘We’re all together. It’s like polyamory.’ Giselle nodded slowly, she was the only one who had heard it. Then she blushed a bit before staring back at Ash and then turning back to Lianca.

“Oh… I didn’t know he had it in him. Wow. Good for you.” She said as Joe and Ash gave each other a confused stare. Bayleef just watched the awkward stare off while she let Chesa play with her leaf.

Giselle looked over to Joe, “We should probably go check out some of the stands. Thanks for the good time!” She said to Ash, Lianca, and Bayleef.

Joe agreed as he bent down to put his hand out to Chesa who smiled, waving to Bayleef who gave her a wonderful smile, “Bye Bye Bayleef!” She said cutely before being picked up by Joe who waved as well.

“It was good to see you all. Perhaps we’ll see you later!” He said as Ash nodded.

“Sure! Yeah,we’ll see what happens! Have a good one!” As Joe gave him a thumbs up.

“You know it.” He said simply before turning to walk away and leaving Ash alone with two women. Two women that were even more desperate to get him alone. One more so than the other. So, they were both surprised when Ash turned to them with a serious look on his face. Latias and Bayleef both felt something completely off.

“You know, I’ve had this feeling for the last bit that you both wanted to speak to me about something.” Latias and Bayleef were both stunned by this omission. Ash’s eyes seemed to blaze a blue heat that made them more anxious.

‘H- How did you know?’ Latias asked as Bayleef chimed in as well.

‘It c- couldn't have been that obvious!' Bayleef shouted as Ash was put off slightly by their reactions.

“Oh… It was just a tingling sensation I’ve had since a few hours ago.” He was projecting aura all over the place at this point, “I’m just glad they left so that we could go talk about it alone.” Ash said while beckoning them to follow him toward a more deserted part of the beach. Nothing but sandy beach and water splashing to and fro.

Ash sat down on the sand and watched as both of his companions copied him. The sun shined high in the sky as Bayleef gulped, filled with apprehension. This had been a moment that was coming no matter what. So, she needed more time, but Latias tapped her on the shoulder.

‘I’ve got your back. Let’s get all this out in the open.’ She said as Bayleef came to grips with it.

Ash had watched this small exchange for the last bit, hoping to hear what needed to be said. He watched Latias give Bayleef a bit of a shoulder rub, ‘Okay… Any minute now…’ He thought, wondering just what was making them so reluctant.

Bayleef gulped, "Well… W- Well…" Ash nodded as Latias patted her on the back.

'Come on. You'll feel so much better.' Latias said to the shaking dinosaur.

Ash hadn't heard Bayleef actually speak before, he thought it sounded cute. Though, he had no way of knowing just what she was about to say. It was like sitting on pin needles. Even now, his mind was going back to those faded visions of some kind of thing that happened between himself and Bayleef. He wasn't sure what to make of them. Did those visions have something to do with this?

Bayleef's words were caught in her throat. She could feel the tears already beginning to spill down her cheeks while catching the concerned look from Ash. The wind blew her leaf to the side and his hair caught that wind too. A cloud above covered the sun causing the beach to darken considerably. Latias tried her best to make Bayleef feel alright, but it definitely wasn’t working.

“It’s… J- Just…” Bayleef barely squeaked out as Ash leaned toward her.

“Yes?” Ash asked, starting to feel as though maybe he should stop her himself, “If it’s going to make you feel worse, you can keep it to yourself. I mean…” Ash trailed as those words were making her feel worse rather than better.

‘He’s too kind…’ Bayleef thought, not realizing that he had heard that too.

“Well, thanks… Are you okay?” Ash asked her while Latias watched them get closer.

Bayleef blushed, trying to hide behind her leaf even as the tears continued to flow, “I don’t deserve that!” She shouted out loud, causing Ash to clench his hand ever so slightly and back up as if stricken.

Latias reduced the field a little, ‘If you can’t do it… I can help you.’ She said into Bayleef’s mind who shook her head at that thought.

“No!” Bayleef said once more as Latias quickly made sure to open up the field, “I can’t keep you in the dark anymore, Ash! I…” She paused, trying to find the courage to look him in his eyes, “Took advantage of you!” She finished as the tears began to flow much more as her heart began to snap in two.

Ash was confused, “What do you mean? How?” He asked as Bayleef looked at Latias and she nodded. A barrier was erected around them from the sand as Bayleef unleashed a sweet scent. The move that had given her the ability to not only make her attract even stronger, but would hopefully jog his memory. Ash took in the scent as the memories began to clear up in his mind. Those red eyes were much more vivid and the way she walked was so mesmerizing.

His eyes widened fully as he remembered the attractive sweet scent that had led to a one night stand between himself and his Pokemon. Every sinuous second of it lit up his mind and he was no longer confused by the clips that were forming together to create the final version. He looked at Bayleef like he was looking at her the night before, something between longing and this time… A little hurt.

“I see…” Ash trailed off as he looked down.

His expression was unreadable and Latias couldn’t even pick at his mind with all the jumble of thoughts running around. She could only see barely a hint of what Ash was going through currently. Bayleef could feel it, she was breaking down even more than she had just a few moments ago. It was as if the shadow of the clouds above was consuming her. She didn’t know what to do.

‘Was it worth one night?’ She thought as the panic set in further.

Not too far down the beach was a certain duo of troublemakers who seemed to be enjoying the high life. One was pondering on it though as if he couldn’t buy it. The other was too busy making plans for winning big and impressing a woman. Their problems were very little to what we’ve just seen and heard, but they’re taking the screen time anyway.

"Hey, James?" Meowth asked as they both looked into the sky.

"Yeah, Meowth?" James said while holding a poke ball up to block the sun.

Meowth sighed, "You ever tink that somethin important might be goin on dis very second?" He questioned as James nodded.

"All the time. But why are you asking me?" James returned.

"Well, sometimes it feels like we do the same thing over and over again." Meowth said while James adopted a look of confusion.

"Are you implying that what we do isn't important? I think we drive the plot along just fine." James said while turning the pokeball round and round while adding, "Besides, I'm going to totally be a big player in the race." He grinned, still holding the pokeball with Poliwrath inside.

Meowth smiled, "Yeah, you sure are bud…." Meowth said, not looking as confident, but wanting to reassure James nonetheless.

Meowth noticed another person stepping up in the sand, "Hey Jessie! Took ya's a while!" He slapped James on the knee and the purple haired man immediately zipped up.

"Nice to see you, Jessie!" He said quickly as Meowth helped him recover with another slap, "I mean, you're looking really good today!" He said even faster as Jessie smiled at that.

"Yeah, I just got this amazing two piece and it just looks gorgeous." Jessie finished, showing herself off.

Meowth slumped back down onto his chair as Jessie sat down in the second chair reserved just for her. The trio collectively were able to finally relax together. It was usually a pretty rare thing to happen for them and so… It seemed rewarding in a way.

"Yeah, maybe I'm overtinking things, James." Meowth said as James looked over at him.

"Really? How so?" James asked the little cat.

Meowth watched the clouds pass by lazily, "It's just that we've really done a lot over the years and it doesn't get easier. Well, till now." James nodded along with him.

"Yeah, that makes sense. We're living our best life." James said as Jessie chimed in.

"Yes, we really are. Haven't you accepted that yet, Meowth?" She asked her friend.

"It just feels like a group of people are really frustrated right now… Ya know?" Meowth said as both Jessie and James agreed.

"Yep." They both said at the same time as the wind blew lightly around them.

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Latias flew through the air with her brother just a few feet behind. They had played tag for most of the night before and Latios was incredibly tired now. It had been an exercise in endurance and he wasn't feeling that well about it.

"Huff! You're… Hah! Insane!" Latios huffed and puffed as he was halfway held up by his sister's psychic.

Latias made a faux gasp of shock, "Can't hang with me bro? For shame…" She smirked, trying to rile him up.

It was a great attempt, but Latios was too tired to care. For when she released him, thinking the contrary. Latios simply slammed to the ground which was thankfully covered in grass. But the audible, "Whomp!" Was loud enough to disturb a few spinarak in the area who rustled the tree branches in horror. Latias had winced herself as it happened.

"Oof! Sorry bro…" Latias worriedly floated down to nuzzle up to his cheek, but got barely any response besides a groan of tiredness.

The sun was high in the sky, but her brother was so low he may as well be eating pavement. That's when a door opened, Lorenzo walked through the opening taking a look around the garden before shutting it behind himself. He chuckled upon noticing the little ones being back.

"I was a little worried when you didn't return last night. Guess it wasn't too serious." He walked up from behind Latios. Latias looked up, greeting him with a happy trill.

"Good to see you as well, Latias." He looked down at Latios, seeing what could be considered dark bags underneath Latios's eyes, "Goodness, you put him through quite the workout! Are you alright there?" He asked the blue jet pokemon who merely harrumphed, barely flopping up and down.

Latias floated up as Lorenzo slowly knelt down to eventually sit beside Latios. He felt a connection with the young pokemon since he had lost his other friend. Feeling that pain of loss had motivated Lorenzo to be a little more involved for the last five years here. Of course, that motivation was tearing the old man up. He still felt happy to be able to live these past five years. It kept him going to see that new life would eventually take the place of what came before. Perhaps he'd even see his granddaughter moving forward beyond her art career. He was going to talk to Latias as well, but she had already disappeared.

"To be youthful again…" Lorenzo sighed, laying back in the grass beside Latios.

Latias flew off on her own, eager to go see how Bianca was doing and reading the room. Lorenzo was probably about to reminisce about his youth and Latios was going to probably sleep on the ground for a little while. That was how it usually tended to be when the older man got like this. Though she still loved him for helping take care of them both. In all fairness, she was young and wanted to go out to see new things or help people. Whichever came first.

Speaking of other people, Bianca and Misty had finally reached the southern beach of Altomare. One of them was eager to see Ash while the other had a mild interest in the battles. It seemed like the whole area was filled with a decent amount of tourists checking out the rides. The two young women walked through the area, trying to see if anyone else happened to be here.

Bianca looked around or she was until a man approached her. He seemed to be forever blinking.

"Hello there Ms. Bianca. It's been a while since I've seen you and you're looking qu- aghh! The ear!" He shouted as Misty pulled him from the side.

"I read you like a book, Brock." She said quickly enough as he was let go from her pincer grip.

Bianca was shocked at the treatment of the poor man, but she quickly smirked, "I guess that's a greeting for you?" She asked Misty who nodded with a smile of her own.

"Yeah, seems like Brock hasn't changed." Misty pulled out her phone which had just beeped, "Looks like Ash is going to be a bit late." Bianca arched an eye, wondering why she didn't get a text about it.

"Actually, I've changed quite a lot. In fact…" Brock was looking in the direction he came from with interest as Misty's eyes widened.

"Wha? No way. I don't believe it for a second." Yet Misty would be wrong. Pike Queen Lucy was walking up to stand next to Brock. She looked displeased, giving Brock a sideways glance. He immediately moved backward.

“You weren’t flirting, right?” She asked the Gym Leader who shook his head.

“No. In fact, I was going to give them a free pass to the battles going on tonight.” Brock then fished out two tickets, “It’s no trouble, they gave me extras. In fact… I think I have two more if you happen to wanna bring anyone with you both.” Brock finished, producing the last ones quickly enough.

Misty took two, preparing to hand one over to Ash and Bianca figured that Latias might need one if she was coming in human form. So, she decided to hold onto it. Bianca wondered just what was taking them so long anyway. There shouldn’t be any trouble going on at least she wasn’t aware of anything happening.

Misty put the tickets away, turning back to Brock, “So, you’ve found someone? Hard to believe. How did you meet?” She hadn’t been there for Ash’s Battle Frontier run, but she had seen the faces of the original Battle Frontier before the changes made later on. Lucy had been a top pick for a long time between her sisters because of her fiery attitude.

Lucy spoke up, “I had met him when Ash was doing the challenge at the time. Brock reminded me of my Abra and various other pokemon like that with his eyes.” She began to blush, picking fist to her mouth, hiding behind it, “That was years ago, but then when he was doing some research into Pokemon Breeding abroad. We just happened to meet up again.” She turned to Brock for support.

“It was meant to be!” Brock stated proudly, “A few dates here and there. Then we decided to keep seeing each other. It’s been a year now, but I’m really happy. Lucy is the light of my life.” Brock grabbed her fist, pulling it from Lucy’s mouth gently. Her blush had intensified as Lucy could no longer hold back. Breaking his hold and pulling him in which he reciprocated until Misty grabbed his ear again.

“Hey! The ear!” Brock shouted as Lucy gasped.

“Stop hurting him!” She said as Misty let go quickly in embarrassment.

“Sorry, it’s a reflex!” Misty laughed awkwardly while Lucy tended to his ear.

Bianca giggled at the scene, “I hope that Ash gets here soon. It wouldn't be good for him to miss out on seeing you before the matches.” She said to Brock who nodded as he was kissed on the ear by Lucy before she let him get up.

"Thanks babe!" Brock said as Lucy blushed, just happy to help her boyfriend out of his sticky situation. She grabbed his arm, holding Brock close as he finally got to reply to Bianca.

“Yeah Bianca. Speaking of Ash, hows he been?” Brock asked, turning to Misty for a potential answer.

Misty smirked, “He’s doing just fine." If she was right about that… She wasn't completely sure.

Latias walked through the town of Altomare like any other day for her. Except, she'd hardly ever used a human form. She had been practicing to make her own appearance separate from her Momma's appearance of looking like Bianca. She had picked out a nice long white haired appearance with fair looking skin and a long dress that covered nearly to her ankles. She even had a nice pair of sandals on. Her eyes were a piercing blue and Latias was a bit younger looking than Bianca's appearance of eighteen that her Momma used. She had picked more of a fourteen year old appearance.

Latias was a blossoming figure for sure and even her Momma had said as much. She even remembered those words vividly, 'Don't forget to make eye contact with someone you like and move in a circle around them. It worked for me!' Of course, that sounded really awkward to the younger Latias.

As she turned a corner, a young man about her own age in appearance looked to be having a battle. Latias looked with interest, having gotten fond of watching these events from time to time. The one standing just to her front had a Charmeleon standing to his side and had called out another Pokemon.

"Let's go, Miltank!" The battle cry was grandiose as the light erupted from the ball. Hitting the ground, forming the bright pink cow Pokemon. She seemed eager for battle as Charmeleon began rooting for her.

"That's my Miltank!" Charmeleon shouted as she gave him a wink that made him shoot fire out his nose.

"Alright! I've got a Stantler!" Shooting out of the ball, the pokemon sprang out of the light.

"Stantler!" It shouted upon touching the ground.

Latias's eyes were shining with an intensity of a thousand suns upon this surely great battle, "Miltank, get in close with a Karate Chop!" Miltank leapt at the Stantler, but he shifted slightly to the side, to avoid her attack, "You can do it Miltank! Follow up with Rollout!" She spun into a compact ball, but Stantler was already on top of her.

"Stantler, get a Stomp in!" The other trainer shouted as hooves slammed down into Miltank, making her stop midway through the roll. The impact was strong enough to throw her completely off balance and sent her spiraling backward. She smacked the ground and this made her trainer panic a little.

"Woah! Miltank, can you get up!?" She gave him an over eager look before nodding. Shakily, she pushed herself up. Stantler was already moving toward her yet again.

"While she's not moving, get in a Hypnosis! We'll go for game!" His trainer grinned as Stantler closed the distance.

Miltank's trainer smirked from under the cover of his hat, "Gotcha!" Right as the Hypnosis would take effect, she'd fallen asleep. Stantler's trainer shook his head.

"She's done man! Stantler, finish it with a Take Down!" Lowering its antlers and charging forward, the Stantler prepared to knock her out.

Miltank's trainer twisted his cap back like his favorite champion, "Sleep talk!" In her sleep, Miltank's arm glowed white.

"Wait Stantler!" But it was too late for he had gotten too close. Miltank jumped above his antlers and slammed his back with a powerful karate chop, still asleep as the moment she'd been put under. Stantler was crushed into the ground by the attack and then she landed on him further emphasizing the damage.

Snoring lightly, Miltank rested on the Stantler's back. She seemed very pleased with herself as the deer struggled underneath her weight, "Stantler, you gotta get her off!" But he just couldn't do it.

"Miltank, finish it with one more sleep talk!" Almost immediately, she turned into a ball on top of the Stantler. Zipping away, then turning back in to strike the downed Stantler with a harsh slam, "She'll keep going with each hit!" Stantler's trainer already knew this and had decided to call back Stantler.

Stantler's trainer reached for his second Pokemon, "Let's show em, Noctowl!" The bird burst from the ball, giving an annoyed look at his trainer.

Miltank's trainer called her back and then picked another of his own Pokemon on his belt, "Ok, we'll switch it up too! Come on, Sneasel!" Sneasel appeared in a flash, claws glinting in the sunlight.

"Sneasel…" She said, leveling that claw to Noctowl. She turned back at her trainer with a mischievous look etched on her face.

Noctowl was visibly shaken by this and backed up just a bit, flapping his wings wildly, "N- Noc…." It hooted nervously while its trainer pointed at Sneasel.

"No need to be scared! That Sneasel can't do anything to you." He tried to comfort the bird, but it didn't make things go any better. In fact that made Noctowl give an even more agitated look in turn.

Sneasel's trainer wasn't quite sure what to do here, "Ermmm… You wanna just call off the match?" He was genuinely worried about whatever Sneasel had meant with her gesture earlier.

Latias had heard it all too well, 'That's scary…' The young eon Pokemon thought as Sneasel began to protest.

"No fair, Sato! I haven't been able to battle at all since being in Johto!" She shouted as Sato frowned, not knowing what she was saying himself.

That's when he heard a melodically rich voice in his head, 'She's just telling you that it isn't fair why she can't battle.' It finished as Sato looked around, confused all the while.

"Huh? Who was that?" Sato was looking for the person with a beautiful voice, but nobody stood out from the crowd, 'Strange…' Latias giggled from the alleyway corner, finding Sato a bit amusing.

She smiled looking out from the edge of the corner to find that Sato had been looking back. Latias was shocked to say the least and fumed. Sato nearly dropped the Pokeball from his hand at the sight of her. He blushed and then did his best to awkwardly wave. Latias finally fell backward against the wall, sliding down it in the process.

That was embarrassing to be sure. Latias needed to go ahead and get outta there at this rate. Charmeleon had watched the whole exchange. He poked his trainer and when he got Sato's attention, he wiggled his eyes in the girl's direction making Sato fluster even more. Charmeleon chuckled, messing with Sato was far too easy.

'Who was that?' Sato questioned, hoping to see her again only to be disappointed that looking that direction was coming up short for him.

A yell snapped Sato back to his senses, "Are you paying attention?! I said your Sneasel is crazy!" While Sato had been distracted by the beautiful girl, Sneasel had absolutely dismantled Noctowl without his input. Sato couldn't believe her. Facepalming, he returned Sneasel quickly enough and apologized for her misbehavior.

"It's good, but sheesh man… Keep her on a leash." The trainer said as Sato nodded, smiling awkwardly.

"Y- Yeah… I'll do what I can." Sato said, eager to get out of there so he could have a talk with Sneasel.

Latias looked around the corner for a third time, 'Hmmm… I've never taken a direct approach before…' She remembered when her Momma was going on about the first time she had met Ash. This wasn't like that… But he seemed nice enough.

She watched Sato leave in what looked to be quite a hurry. Latias then had a wonderful thought. She wanted to see where this young man was going and followed him. This would be a bit more fun than her usual activities.

Bayleef could barely hold herself back in anticipation. How would Ash take this? She could think of a lot of different ways this would go, but she had to remain strong even though her tears were still flowing and her body shook. Even more so that the comforting presence of Latias was nice and she couldn't deny that it made her feel a little more confident. Ash's very eyes were hidden underneath the brim of his hat. She had seen them for a moment before, but it didn't look good.

He had looked hurt by the revelation. That his own Pokemon which he had taken care of even when she first met him. That Ash had saved from certain death in a blizzard with no Pokemon to help him and still he ventured out to try. That pokemon had taken advantage of him and raped him. Bayleef admired Ash and wanted to give him more than he could ever need, but couldn't wait for a better time. She wished that she'd never learned Attract from Snivy, but she couldn't deny that this whole situation was her own fault rather than her mentor's.

Bayleef began to openly sob, waiting for what would surely be rejection from her beloved. That she would never get to see another day with him again. Still, Latias would rub her back regardless. Finally, Ash looked up after what seemed like forever. His gaze met her soft piercing red eyes and he held that for at least a few seconds too long..

"I get it." Ash said finally as Bayleef backed up, but Latias held her firm, "I understand why you did what you did." He paused once more, trying to figure out what he wanted to say. This just served to put Bayleef on edge even more. Her lungs heaved, sucking in oxygen at an accelerated rate. Latias was resolving not to look into Ash's mind. Wanting his decision to be his own while she handled the barrier that hid them all.

The ocean swept forward, covering their tracks in more sand. Ash pulled off his hat choosing to place it on Bayleef's head, "I want to apologize for not listening to your feelings first of all…" He said as Bayleef looked visibly confused, but smelling the scent of oak and dirt that were so unmistakably Ash comforted her more than even Latias was right now.

Ash looked to Latias who nodded with an unflinching stare. Sharing a thought that was unmistakably in the same vein. Completely unspoken whether in mind or audible words. This commune was an understanding that transcended their current reality.

"I can also forgive you for what you did." Bayleef's head leaf pointed straight up, a figurative weight leaving her shoulders. Even Latias was surprised by the sudden outpour of emotions that had been hidden beneath the sadness and self deprecation, until Ash continued, "But… I'm going to need a little something from you, Bayleef." He said, beginning to move toward her.

Latias wasn't sure what exactly was happening right now beyond the mutual understanding she'd had earlier with Ash. Bayleef was also confused beyond a doubt as Ash's scent got stronger and stronger, "B- Ba-!" She was stopped as his lips made contact with her maw, surprising the Pokemon and making the blush on her face explode into a deep burning flame with no ability to stop it.

Latias hadn't read the room. They were on the beach for goodness sake. She looked at Ash with wide eyes as he made out unabashedly with Bayleef. Bayleef herself had melted under his affection with little resistance. Why would she resist? This is what she'd wanted. Ash was winning the battle with nothing but to push for game at this point. Not that he didn’t have game already.

Latias was really glad for the barrier or they’d have been seen already by this point, 'Hey Ash? Maybe we can save this for later.’ She said as Ash pulled away from Bayleef and shook his head promptly.

"Sorry Latias, but she's the one who asked for this. I remember what happened now." Ash turned to Latias, "You had to have known about it already too, right?" He asked her to which Latias tried to not look him directly in the eyes. Bayleef was stuck in place, hearts in her eyes and being positively dumbstruck.

"So, you've both been keeping this knowledge from me." Ash said matter of factly which caused Latias to look down even further as Ash continued, "Well?" He pressed, making sure to break down the barrier she wanted to hide behind. Latias just wanted to dunk her head in the sand at this point.

Latias knew she would break, may as well come out with it, 'Yes… I knew, but I wanted to make sure Bayleef told you how sorry she was herself.' Latias finished as Ash sighed.

"How long did you know?" Ash asked her.

Latias spoke into his mind, 'It was about two days ago now. Maybe three… Whenever she popped out of the poke ball and ran off.' Ash's eyes widened.

"Honestly, I should have guessed that you would already know where she was too." Ash said quickly, making Latias cringe slightly.

'Yeah I found her instantly. Sorry to make you run around like that.' Latias finished as he put an arm around her.

"It's fine… I found a way for you two to pay me back." Ash said as Latias listened in.

'And how would you like your payback?' Latias asked coyly. With the tent he was sporting after making out with Bayleef, she probably had an idea.

Ash smirked, pointing at the very same erection, "I think you both might be willing to team up, right?" He asked Latias as Bayleef started coming down from her high.

"What did I miss?!" She questioned immediately as Latias and Ash gave her a mutual smile.

Latias spoke first, "Not much actually. I think you and I have work to do." She said to the dinosaur as Bayleef tilted her head slightly in confusion. Ash picked himself up, standing before the two Pokemon sporting a big blush on his face.

"Bayleef, I remember exactly what you wanted out of me." He began to unclip his belt. Bayleef's eyes widened considerably as her blazing blush began to overtake every inch of her face. Latias was just about there with Bayleef's current look as Ash unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down. As the denim fell to the ground alongside his trousers before the two women, Ash looked expectantly.

"Well? You've been pretty bad, Bayleef. Time for some just desserts." Ash said, his erection bobbing in time with his heartbeat. Bayleef looked like a Wyrdeer in front headlights. He turned to Latias, “You too!” He finished as Latias grinned, licking her lips and turning to Bayleef.

"Come on, Bayleef. No time to be shy now." She said, using a bit of psychic power to push Bayleef toward her prize. When her muzzle implanted itself right near his hanging balls, she saw just how long he was. He was erect well past her left eye. An imposing monument that twitched next to her while her lungs took in his scent. Bayleef looked up at Ash before closing her beautiful red eyes and breathing more of that musk in.

Bayleef felt that at any moment she could wake up. Almost like it was too good to be true, then she was surprised as Latias slipped in beside her, 'It's dangerous to go alone, take me with you.' She said in her mind moving her head forward to welcome in his right nut, bathing it in her saliva and giving Bayleef a challenging look. Ash shuddered and shook as Latias gave her loving attention to him.

Bayleef realized she was falling behind and pushed her own muzzle forward, taking in the left nut, 'It's on!' Ash's hands quickly found his way to petting both the sexual deviants as he felt the sensations of their tongues caressing his balls with care.

"Hey, that's… Nh!" Ash groaned out as the two began to battle it out for more of his affection. Bayleef and Latias leaned into his caresses while lathering his balls in saliva. They kept eyeing each other, wondering who was going to strike first. Ash wasn't expecting them to get so into it, but he wasn't going to complain either.

Bayleef could feel his cock throbbing harder and harder just next to her head. Giving his nut one last lick for measure, Bayleef let it drop out of her maw. She saw her precious trainer's weakness and kissed the base of his shaft which earned her a sharp intake of breath from Ash. Latias followed suit, kissing the other side of Ash's dick. Pretty soon, they were both giving little wet kisses up the side, getting closer to his glans. Ash's hips would slip up, thrusting it between the devious dragon and her dick pampering dinosaur companion.

"Good girls…" He trailed off, trying to give them a lot of love as they both reached the tip simultaneously. His cock trembled and ached as Latias lowered her eyes, giving him a particularly steamy look. One that made him gulp when she went on the attack. Taking the whole tip for herself and making Bayleef shout indignantly while Latias stuffed her mouth full of his penis with no regard for partnership.

'Cum for me, Ash!' She shouted over their mental link, but then Bayleef butted back in.

'No, cum for me!' The dinosaur finally uses that psychic ability of Latias's for her own benefit. Latias gritted her teeth, but stopped when Ash panicked.

'Sorry!' Latias uttered as Ash grinned nervously. She let his cock slip out of her maw and this gave Ash the opening he needed.

'You're right though! I am about to cum!' Ash said, having tried to hold it back. Despite yesterday's sexy time he shared with Latias, he had still been wound up by Bayleef. This was perfect. The two of them sitting there and waiting for his finish made him too hard for words.

Ash gripped his own cock, furiously jerking it off, 'I've got something for you!' Bayleef and Latias got the message, opening their mouths and begging for his cum. With this kind of picture, Ash couldn't help himself. Yet, he still wanted to do Bayleef a favor, "Sorry Latias, but I've gotta try this!" Leaning down slightly, Ash pulled Bayleef forward and shoved his dick down into her maw. Bayleef was surprised by this sudden shift of events as Latias balked in jealousy. Bayleef focused trying to take it in stride, not even allowing her gag reflex to get the better of her.

Ash groaned as he hit his peak, "Here it comes, Bayleef!" He shouted, cumming hard down her gullet. She gulped and swallowed like it was precious life giving water that Bayleef graciously accepted. Ash winced, continuing to twitch within as Bayleef sucked Ash off like a never ending tap.

Ash felt it beginning to taper off, but Bayleef just kept going, "Ah! Bayleef! You can stop!" She fluttered her eyes and gave him one last powerful bit of suction that made him weak in the knees. She then let him out with a pop as he fell backward onto his ass. Ash was still twitching in pleasure as Latias snapped over to Bayleef and kissed her on those wonderful dinosaur lips, giving her tongue much to the surprise of the leafy giant. Her eyes fluttered closing, allowing the dragoness to have her as well. Together, they made out in front of Ash who couldn't believe his eyes as he watched them swap his cum back and forth.

"Ummm? Are you two alright" He asked them, but this intense loving kiss continued until they broke it off. Staring into each other's eyes, panting all the while even as their shared saliva broke off from the middle. Tongues both hanging out, covered in Ash's essence, "That's hot as hell…" Ash trailed off as the two finally turned to him with their eyes half lidded and practically fuming with heat themselves.

Latias finally spoke into his mind, 'Did you enjoy the payback?' She asked him to which he nodded fiercely. She smiled as Bayleef nodded.

'Success!' Bayleef mentally shouted.

Ash fell backward into the sand, joined by his two mates. They nuzzled him and took turns kissing his cheeks, sometimes going further than that. The barrier was shifted into a more night motif, despite being out on the beach in the middle of the day. Putting off going to the battle exhibition for a nice round of cuddling instead for now at least. Overall, a good way to solve their problems.

Sato had found a place to sit down, letting his Pokemon all out to stretch their legs. He watched Sneasel particularly as she sat alone, cleaning her arms. Frowning, the young man sighed, 'How am I supposed to get you and me on the same page?' He had gotten that Sneasel in a trade quite a bit back at the start of his journey.

Sato had her as his second ace for all intents and purposes because she had been there with Charmander since the beginning. Well, he would count on her like that, but she always took things a little too far. Perhaps he wasn't able to keep Sneasel under control because his training ability was lower than Sato thought.

Shaking his head, Sato tried to think about something a little more uplifting. Sifting through his thoughts, he focused on that beautiful girl from earlier. She'd illuminated him today and he had lost his train of everything in that moment. The battle was background noise at the time and his heart had sped up a tick. Even now, he was feeling it the same way.

'I wanna meet her again.' Was the one thought on his mind. She was enchanting that just a brief glimpse had caught Sato completely off guard. Gripping his head between his hands, he groaned in frustration.

Charmeleon, taking notice of his trainer's dilemma, decided to join him on the bench. Sato felt a light poke on his leg and looked over to see his buddy smiling, "Char? Charmeleon?" He asked as Sato smiled.

"Yeah… You got me. That girl is on my mind…" Sato said as Charmeleon grinned, showing his teeth.

"Charr?" He asked again, Sato narrowed his eyes.

"Really? Why would you say that?" Sato asked his mischievous Pokemon who pointed to the side. Sato followed the direction and there she was. Watching from the corner like she had been stalking him. Sato wouldn't miss this chance, jumping up and waving trying to make his way over.

She dipped behind the corner, 'Oh-no! I was only curious. I should've guessed his Pokemon would talk.' Latias thought, but this was a different situation entirely.

Sato returned his Pokemon all except for Charmeleon and made his way toward the wall on the edge of the alley. He ran and skidded to the side just on the sidewalk overlooking the canal waters.

Latias looked like a fish out of water, completely surprised that Sato had been so brazen, "Sorry! I just wanted to know your name!" Sato said quickly, but Latias's first instinct was to run and so she did.

Running down the side of the canal was both Sato and Latias, "Hey wait! I'm sorry for surprising you like that!" The young girl still running ahead of him decided to take a left into another set of alleyways. Sato skidded and continued on the path she laid before him. Charmeleon followed closely behind him with intent to back up his trainer if anything bad happened.

Latias had been having a boring day up until this point, in fact she really needed something to spice up her day. Latios had gotten too tired to play, but this trainer she had followed around for most of the day seemed like a fun person. She grinned, turning another corner and heading down the familiar paths that looked like a maze to any other person. Her dress blew in the wind and she was still having the time of her life.

Sato had managed to keep up until this point, but the world would shift around him until a crossroads would be met. Charmeleon joined him and with his keen senses, managed to pick up the trail of the mysterious girl. Sato, who was amazed by how she had managed to disappear completely from view, was poked by Charmeleon who ran to the right. Knowing his partner was onto something, he followed quickly enough.

While that was going on, Misty and Bianca were starting to genuinely worry. Checking their phones every few seconds or so hoping to see a message from Ash. Yet, still nothing.

"This is ridiculous! He's going to be late!" Misty shook in frustration while Bianca nodded in agreement.

Pikachu, who was on Misty's shoulder, kept spying above the crowds. Until his eyes widened, "Pika! Pi! Pikachu!" He shouted, leaping off her shoulder and into the thick of it. Rushing to the side of his master, Ash Ketchum and bolting up to his shoulder where the comfort never ended. Then Pikachu smelt something else, a mix of sweet mint with ocean scent melding together with sweat and sex. Wrinkling his nose as Ash scratched his chin.

"Hey buddy! I guess you've been hanging with Misty!" He said to Pikachu who seemed to be cringing slightly.

Pikachu, feeling the mental link commented on it, ‘Ash, you smell like literal sex! What happened?’ He asked his trainer who shook his head.

“Uhh… It’s fine. Don’t worry about that.” Latias and Bayleef were making their way through the crowd behind Ash. Of course, Latias was in the form of Bianca and looked pleased with herself as did Bayleef. Pikachu balked at them.

‘Just because you bathed in the ocean, doesn’t mean you can hide that. You both smell like cum!’ Pikachu shouted as both of the women blushed, looking away.

‘Pikachu! Now’s not the time!’ Ash said, making Pikachu back down.

'Okay, fair enough… Still…' Pikachu said as they were joined by Misty and Bianca.

"You could have called, you know?!" Bianca said, shocking Misty because she was going to be the one to yell at the dense man.

Ash put both of his hands in the air, chuckling awkwardly, "I was a little busy at the moment…" Bianca followed his eyes to see the visage of herself blushing lightly. She even noticed Bayleef trailing beside Latias.

She narrowed her eyes at her Latias, "So, that's what was up." Latias looked up, nodding slowly.

Ash grinned, moving over to Bianca, "See? Everyone is just fine. We're even here for the expo. Should be fun." He finished, hoping to console her.

She ignored him plainly, walking over to Latias, 'I know there's more to it.' Latias had a poker face. A very mediocre one as she tried to avoid the all knowing Bianca. She looked her up and down, but Latias remained wide eyed and silent.

‘Fine. Keep your secrets… For now.’ Bianca said, turning away from Latias in a huff.

Bayleef had made her way to Ash’s side in all the fanfare only for Pikachu to jump on her back, ‘So what? Ash is rutting you too?’ Bayleef frowned, closing her eyes and ignoring the yellow rat.

‘You’re no fun…’ Pikachu said before leaping back to Ash.

Misty finally found the time to speak with Ash herself, “Well, good thing you weren’t late. Brock wanted to see you before the show, you know?” She asked as Ash’s eyes widened.

“Oh?! He’s here? Cool! I should try and speak with him then.” Ash said as Misty floated a ticket in front of his face.

“By the way, this is for you.” She looked to Bianca who realized that she also had an extra ticket. Ash took his in the interim, thanking Misty who smiled wistfully before turning away and hiding her joy.

Bianca quickly passed her own extra to Latias who gave it a once over before quickly grabbing it, ‘Thanks Bianca!’ She said into her mind as Bianca frowned.

‘Remember… This isn’t over.’ Bianca said as Latias quickly moved over to Ash remembering to avoid her for now.

“Hey! You did make it! Good to see you, Ash!” Brock said, having found the time to get away from the schmoozing, “I see you also got your ticket. I think you’ll like what you end up seeing. We got some newer trainers taking on this little challenge.” Brock finished, smiling all the while and throwing his hand out.

Ash took it, shaking his hand eagerly, “What’s this for?” He asked his old friend.

“Congratulations of course. I saw the grand finale at the Kalos League. You and Greninja went out with a bang. I honestly wish we could battle right now so I can see how much you’ve grown firsthand.” Brock said as Ash grinned.

“We can. Well, anytime you’re ready. I’ll be here.” Ash gave him an intense stare only mirrored by Brock’s unchanging blink.

Finally letting go, Brock continued, “We should be starting in the next thirty minutes or so. Some of the challengers were a bit late. We’re still waiting on at least two people right now.” He said, looking a bit unsure of himself.

Ash adopted an inquisitive look, “Ermm… Who exactly are they?”

Brock sighed, “The last names on the list were Koro and Sato.” Ash snapped his fingers.

“I know them! Sato is a newer trainer and I’ve battled him once.” Ash gritted his teeth, remembering Koro, “I beat Koro a few days ago. I doubt he’ll show. You think a spot might open up?” He asked Brock who nodded.

Brock gave him a thumbs up, “Actually, if that turns out to be true. I can guarantee you that a spot will open with your name on it.”

Misty jumped in, “So, I’ll get to see you both in action before the Tour De Altomare!” Misty finished as Ash grinned, rubbing his nose with his index finger right underneath the bridge.

“It’s not guaranteed, but maybe!” Ash returned as Brock chuckled. Bianca, Latias, Bayleef, and Pikachu also joined in the laughter. This really was quite the vacation after all.

Back with our secondary hero, Sato ran through the streets with Charmeleon leading the charge. The flaming lizard was tracking the girl just easily enough, but something seemed off to the Pokemon. Like they were just going in circles the entire time. Charmeleon stopped on a dime as his trainer followed suit.

Sato was confused, “Charmeleon? What’s up?” He asked as he too began to realize what was going on. Looking all around, the buildings lined up as though they had been led on a wild goose chase. He’d been here at least six times already. They were close to the canals again which is when he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

“Watch where you’re going, Runt!” It yelled as Sato felt a bit of a chill. Giving a mutual look to Charmeleon, Sato and him both ran toward the Canals only to see that beautiful girl falling into the rushing current below. A splash and then air bubbles as Sato realized that she wasn’t coming up. He looked over to find Koro patting his pants and then seeing Sato whom he recognized immediately.

“What are you doing here?!” Koro asked in frustration as Sato turned away and leapt into the water without any hesitation, “WHAT?! HEY! I WASN’T DONE WITH YOU!” Charmeleon stood in the man’s way, growling with intent, making Koro backup.

“Whatever… Not my problem anyway. I got a tournament to win.” Koro simply left the area as Charmeleon looked over into the water, worrying for his trainer and the girl.

Latias had sunk to the bottom, being unfamiliar with swimming in her human form. Bianca hadn’t really taught her because she didn’t have a lot of time to do so. So, she’d never bothered. Knowing that Sato wasn’t far behind her, she knew that transforming back would probably make him think he was insane and she didn’t want that. That’s why she was surprised to see him swimming toward her! Reaching out and grabbing her hand as he got to the bottom.

‘He’s trying to rescue me?’ Latias questioned as she heard a familiar set of words replaying in her mind. About the time when her Momma had met Ash Ketchum and just like earlier she would deny this memory. It wouldn’t stop it from playing through though.

Latias was swinging back and forth in her usual spot. Her appearance of being Bianca was uncanny and she wanted to enjoy the peace gifted by the garden’s location. Of course, she wasn’t alone as a question was soon to be asked of her by her younger eon friend.

‘What’s love like, Momma?’ She asked the older eon Pokemon who gasped in excitement while swinging to and fro. Gaining air from the momentum of her legs.

‘Oh?! You’ve met someone? Who’s this young man or Pokemon?’ She asked as the younger Latias shook her head.

‘No nothing like that! I was curious because I heard some people talking about it.’ She had rescued a dearly beloved family member from drowning and was surprised by the talk given to the child. Latias stopped the swings movement with her legs, kicking up a bit of dirt and grass with her makeshift sneakers.

Her Momma smirked, ‘Well, love is… A fleeting thing usually.’ She looked over the garden, ‘It’s like when Lorenzo takes care of this place. He really loves you, me, and Bianca.’ She said as the younger Eon shifted her head in curiosity.

‘Even Bro?’ She asked as her Momma giggled.

‘Yes, even your brother!’ She poked the smaller eon on the head playfully earning a giggle from the Latias that her Momma would surely treasure.

‘So, what about the other kind of love? You mentioned it earlier.’ The young eon pressed her Momma for information that she was all too glad to give.

‘Well, when I met Ash Ketchum… We’d only got to know each other over the course of two days… But for some reason, my heart would flutter at the mere mention of him…’ Her Momma was blushing really hard, kind of like Bro whenever he talked about his crush on Bianca and then Momma continued, ‘I can’t really help it… I still wanna see him again. Even after the amount of time that has passed. It won’t be fleeting for me… There’s just nobody else like him. That smile, courage, and loving personality is just so… Infectious.’ She seemed to be living in the past, stopping to remember his touch and the kiss she had given to him before leaving.

‘Could it happen to me?’ She asked her Momma who sighed.

‘There is nothing more beautiful in the world than to fall in love with someone… It is possible for you. I hope you find someone interesting one day.’ That memory faded back into the current situation as both Sato and Latias surfaced about a mile away next to a dock. He held her tightly as he pulled himself onto the wooden platform and then got her up the rest of the way. Latias was choking and spluttering, coughing up water from her lungs as was Sato once he could properly process everything.

Finally getting a good breath of air, Latias turned to see Sato once again, ‘Thank-you…’ She said directly into his mind, causing Sato to freeze up.

“Uh…” He looked around, wondering who said it only for Latias to point at herself.

‘That was me!’ She spoke into his mind, causing Sato to nearly freak out until she put a finger to his lips, ‘Don’t be scared!’ Her voice echoed in his mind.

Taking the moment to compose himself, Sato breathed in a sigh of relief, “Umm… Y- You’re welcome… Er…” He didn’t know her name, but then he realized that her dress was completely soaked through and he turned away quickly. His blush was heavy as Latias wondered what had made him look away.

She wanted to say her name, but she couldn’t tell him the truth at the same time, ‘My name is…’ She had to think of something that was kind of cool sounding, ‘Erm… Benihime.’ Like that fire princess movie she’d watched a while back.

Sato blushed more, “Benihime… It’s sweet. I like it.” He said, causing Latias’s heart to flutter.

‘Oh… So, this is what she meant…’ Latias had a feeling that things were going to get a bit more complicated.

“CHAR! CHARMELEON!” A roar was heard by the both of them as he sped down the side of the canals and slid the stairs to meet his master once more by leaping at him. Sato hugged the warm lizard, glad to see that Koro hadn’t attacked his Pokemon in the least bit.

“I’m glad you’re okay, Charmeleon!” He said as he saw Benihime out of the corner of his eye “Erm… Could you do me a favor and warm her up with your tail flame?” He asked his Pokemon who wiggled his eyes for the second time that day at his trainer.

Narrowing his eyes, Sato scoffed at Charmeleon who snickered at the poor kid trying to hide his blush. Latias took this in stride as the Charmeleon boosted the fire in his tail to allow her to dry the clothes sticking to her skin.

‘Thank-you, Sato.’ Her voice practically sang throughout his mind causing him to scratch his head in embarrassment.

“No problem!” He said too quickly causing her to giggle a bit. Oh yes, she would have fun with this one.

Chapter Text

Sato and Benihime had gotten dry, but now the young man was facing quite the dilemma, "Wah! I'm going to be late for the Exhibition!" He had just checked the time and it had been at least twenty minutes since the final slot in.

Latias looked around and saw one of the little boats used in the Tour De Altomare, 'Do you happen to have a water type on you?' She asked Sato who nodded.

"Actually, I do." He picked a Pokeball off his belt, turning it to Charmeleon who was enveloped in red light before being zapped into the ball. Sato then got another, unleashing the light from within as Lapras was revealed. Latias hadn't seen one this close up before and was impressed with the Pokemon's stature.

Gasping, she rushed up to it, 'Wow, you've got quite a team!' She said as Sato chuckled, turning away in embarrassment.

Sato tried to downplay the achievement by waving it off,"I just happened to catch her in Union Cave." He said as Benihime jumped on Lapras, ignoring his humble sentiment.

'And we don't even need the little boat!' She said into his mind while patting a spot on Lapras's shell, indicating for Sato to jump on and sit next to her.

He let out a sigh, 'Huh… For someone who just nearly drowned, she's pretty energetic.' She was still patting the spot, her cheeks puffed out in a bit of annoyance.

'Come on! We don't have all day! Right?!' She questioned him to which he nodded and hopped on his Lapras.

Sato pointed straight ahead shouting, "Alright Lapras! Let's go!" Lapras let out a cry and began swimming at high speed through the canals. She easily outpaced all the gondolas in the area.

Lowering her head as each bridge passed by, Lapras enjoyed being able to stretch out, "Thanks so much, Sato!" She said, but he merely petted her neck. Benihime scrunched her nose up at Sato.

'Hey! She thanked you!' She said into his head as Sato was struck with surprise by the sudden exclamation.

"Oh! Sorry Lapras… You're welcome?" Sato actually had another question now that he came to think of it, "By the way…" He wasn't sure how she'd take it, but he was committed to it now, "How come you can talk without opening your mouth, Benihime?" He asked her to which she moved back as if struck.

'OH! Erm… Hmmm…' She had closed off her thoughts in that moment, trying to think of an explanation that would make sense. Sato was still too interested in hearing what she had to say. What would Momma think or say here? That was a good question. A question she didn't have an answer to.

Latias struggled until a sudden idea struck gold, 'Because I'm psychic!' She said with so much enthusiasm that Sato was surprised by the outburst.

'Cute…' He thought as Benihime's golden eyes sparkled.

'T- Thanks!' She said, not sure how to take the compliment.

Sato's eyes widened, 'Wait, she can read my mind! Sheesh, think nice thoughts! Keep yourself under control!' He thought as Benihime giggled at the young trainer.

'You're really funny!' Benihime said, watching the buildings fly by. She thought it would be even more fun if Latios were here with them, 'I could tease him all day!' For Latias, it would be a blast.

Sato sat back, breathing a sigh of relief, "If everything works out, we should get to the exhibition on time." He looked over to Benihime and quickly remembered that he had something for her.

"Oh yeah!" Sato exclaimed, sifting through his pockets before finally producing an extra ticket, "They gave me an extra ticket and up until now, I didn't have anyone to give it to. Well, I can just erm… Pass it to you. I- If you want to join me for that." He said, slightly embarrassed as she looked at the shiny ticket and back to him.

Benihime's silence made Sato sweat just a bit, then he remembered she couldn't traditionally speak until he heard her angelic voice dance in his head once more, 'Are you asking me on a date?' She asked him.

Sato caught Lapras peeking at them as the speed at which they were moving began to rapidly slow down. He began to redden up considerably and turned away to look at the water below. Lapras seemed to smile upon them as Benihime grinned, sharper looking teeth making themselves known as they glinted in the sunlight.

'Well? Are ya?!' Benihime teased the boy who continued to deny what he wanted even as she poked him incessantly. She couldn't wait to tell Latios that she was being asked out. He'd never live it down! She snickered while Sato had turned into his final evolution of beet red.

"It's not like that! I promise! Not a date! Just two… Friends? Having a good time!" Sato pushed the words out quickly enough as Benhime narrowed her eyes like earlier, making him move back slightly.

She was having just the most delightful time of her life. Is this what it was like to tease someone who obviously had a thing for her. Her Momma must have had such a good playing like this. Though, she had seen what her Momma had "actually" got up to. That was beyond teasing. She even blushed at the very idea, pushing it to the back of her mind. After all, this bit of affection could be just a fleeting thing. So, she would enjoy it if she could for as long as possible and the word "Friends" had made her shiver. She liked making new friends.

A nod and a smile later, Benihime graced his mind with her voice, 'I would love to go with you to the exhibition. On a date.' She said, unsure of just what her head had just went with. She meant to say, "On a date as friends.". Surely she did. Right?

Sato was sure he heard that. On a date? No stipulation? Just getting a date that easily? His beet red face was steaming. Lapras had slowed so rapidly that she barely caused a ripple in the clear waters that flowed underneath. The sun had risen to its highest point and Sato was still processing what had just happened. Latias looked slightly worried for the boy. Maybe he misheard her too. Now she was wondering if clarifying was a good idea.

'A- Are you alright?' She asked him, snapping Sato out of his current state of mind.

"Y- Y- Yeah! Of course!" Sato said, quickly trying to figure out just what to say when his mind settled on something, "So, we really are going on a date, right?" He asked her and with a little reluctance, Beni nodded.

"YEAH!" He shouted with jubiliance as every rower in the area turned to look at him, creating an awkward energy. Sato also realized that he must look even weirder when talking to himself. Benihime hadn't technically said anything, "Sorry everyone… I mean. Yeah." He turned to Lapras, who nodded in understanding and started to travel a bit quicker. Latias simply smiled, happy to have made someone else so happy as it were.

One of the rowers shook their head, "Kids these days…" He commented as the collective went back to doing their jobs.

"So, we're getting the pieces together. Koro, do you think you can take on Ash Ketchum?" asked a mysterious figure bathed in shadows.

A tense atmosphere was born in this room. Koro, sat in the chair opposite of the man speaking. He seemed nervous, indicated by the sweat dripping off his brow. Having only just arrived after his run in with Sato. The man seemed off.

"He was tough, but manageable. I kept having my Pokemon charge him like an idiot. I could have won had Electivire kept his distance…" Koro trailed off, looking away from the man.

"You know, Koro…" The man slammed his desk with a fist causing Koro to flinch, "As your employer, I had hoped you'd managed to pull off something a bit more than that." He said with a gravelly growl.

"We don't have a lot of time to mess around." He shook his head, turning in his chair to face the window before continuing, "Ash doesn't have any defenses right now. My old mentor would like her revenge delivered soon for the end she was dealt. I can feel her righteous fury." He said with deadly seriousness.

Koro looked down, but the other man continued, “I also came here for another reason. Have you ever heard of the power of the DMA?” He asked Koro, but didn’t get any answer out of him, “That’s a fair response. Not many would have heard of it. Five years ago, it was used here. Many people were locked in their homes by the device.” He picked up a remote, clicking it which caused a screen to pop on to the left.

“What I do know of this event, Koro…” He clicked another button, several low resolution pictures of strange architectural designs that were nowhere to be seen on the homes as of now, “Is that the machine's powers are something out of a story book. These patterns just appeared overnight to keep others locked down. Just astounding." He clicked once more and a video player popped up.

"Then we have 240p video evidence of two legendaries flying toward a disaster of some sorts." He said, the screen enhanced to make a barely legible looking two blobs of red and blue respectively, "This was the best video that a PokeNav could get at the time. So, it's understandable that it's all I have to hang on."

Koro seemed to have gotten himself under control by this point, "Are you kidding me? You hired me for conspiracy theories about a Johto town in the middle of the ocean? Come on…" He trailed off as the man shook his head.

"No, I hired you to help me deal with Ash. Your career has been tanking, but your battling skill is on a different level." Koro felt insulted, but hung his head low choosing to let it be, "I believe that when the moment strikes. You'll-" The last part of that sentence was cut off from Koro's mind. He'd almost been in a trance since then.

That meeting was the first time Koro had met the guy and that happened two days ago. He still didn't know what the man looked like nor did he have any insurance to believe that his own ass would be covered. As he walked up the street, he also had a sinking feeling that he couldn't come up on his end of the bargain. What would happen then?

Luckily, he'd gotten back to where the tournament was being held on time. As he walked up, he saw the person he least expected to be there, ‘ASH?!’ He saw a target. A man he respected at the same time. Sure, he'd been full of bravado during their battle, but he was a fan of this guy. As he walked past, he heard a few words being exchanged between Ash and the receptionist.

"Yes, we have a spot that hasn’t been taken up and Brock told me to explicitly give it to a Mr. Ash Ketchum." She said as Ash nodded eagerly.

"Then I'll do my best." Ash stated as she passed the forms to him.

Koro's eyes widened, 'He got in? All the entries were taken at this point! How?!' His thoughts raged as the idea of having to fight Ash was growing much closer than he could have predicted. He didn't want to do that. Dammit! The mountain known as Ash Ketchum joining this competition would be daunting on its own. They also had so many high tiered competitors in this event that it wasn't guaranteed he'd make it through them.

"Hey Koro!" Ash said, breaking him from the haze in his mind.

Koro wasn't sure what to say, so he blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "What do you want?!" He exclaimed as Ash backed up slightly.

"Just wanted to see if you were doing alright. I've watched a lot of your matches whenever I had down time." Ash said, explicitly trying to see if he could get the walls to break. He could see a deep bit of conflicting thoughts hanging onto Koro's psyche, "You've always been pretty impressive." Ash said, driving the point home.

Koro opened his mouth to retort, but stopped midway. Weighing his options. Ash had watched his matches? Nah, there's no way. Pushing the other thoughts out of his head, Koro intended to go down a direct route to push the other trainer further away from him.

"Tch! Sure you did… Name at least two of them." Koro smirked, he already knew which two Ash would bring up. His two most famous blunders which were on compilations on multiple different sites. They never chronicled the victories of certain trainers unless they were famous. He knew for sure that Ash would be like the rest of them.

Ash smiled, "I was looking around older forums for some of your biggest achievements. You know, ones that usually go under the radar." Ash said, making Koro wonder just how much Ash knew, "I know that during your start, you were living in the orange islands and made a name for yourself by doing that league first. A lot of the official tallies only come up once you get a real league." He finished as Koro was about to get angry only for Ash to grin, "But you were amazing in there. That finale with Drake really put a showcase of skill. I should know, I was the first to beat him and I was still a novice then." Koro stopped himself.

'That's not anything anyone's ever brought to my attention before. What's he playing at?' Koro's thoughts were scrambled at the idea of anyone actually bringing a time where he'd done so well.

"So, you only got one example? That's not impressive." Koro said impatiently to Ash.

Ash smirked, "Alright. I'll tell you the next one…" He trailed off as Koro was all ears right as Ash continued, "If you beat at least two of my Pokemon in a battle here. Make sure you get to me, okay?" Koro was caught off guard by that. Him beat Ash? At least two of his Pokemon? This was a test, right? Surely an impossible one, but it slightly intrigued him nonetheless.

Ash turned and walked away, lifting his right hand to wave, "I'll see you around, Koro." Ash said, leaving the stunned man to stand there wondering what just happened.

"-And that is why I'm a little anxious." Bianca said as Latias turned her own head to the side.

'Why would you be anxious about that? Don't you like him too?" Latias asked her sister who nodded.

"Yeah. I just can't be too obvious about that." Bianca said as Latias arched an eye.

'Really? You had sex with him not two days ago and you're saying that it can't be too obvious.' She said as Bianca blushed.

"Well, something was up. I was feeling all… Warm." She finished while Latias nodded in understanding.

'That was his aura. I remember feeling the same way the first day. Of course… I had been pent up, so…' Latias seemed to shrug it off, 'It felt good. Still feels good. No regrets.' She blushed thinking about the past few days.

Bianca sighed, looking at the rushing ocean waves as they plowed the shoreline, "Yeah, I guess Pokemon must have quite a libido." Latias giggled.

'Well, that is true. Have you ever met Ditto?' Latias questioned Bianca who stuck her tongue out.

"Gross. Bleh! Really?!" Bianca exclaimed to her mischievous snickering friend.

"I'm just saying that I've heard from lots of different Pokemon about Ditto… It sounded like some kind of wet dream in reality.' Latias returned while Bianca shoved the metaphorical thought to the side.

"Okay! Can we speak about something else?" Bianca asked as Latias shied away, "Latias?" She asked quietly as the usually talkative dragon tried to push her back.

'I know what you want to talk about… It's not about earlier is it?' Latias asked curiously.

Bianca shook her head, "No. More along the lines of what your plans are actually." She finished as Latias's eyes widened.

'Is it fair to not want to bring that up?' Latias asked her a little too insistently.

Frowning, Bianca fired back, "I'm just curious about what your plans are with Ash. I know he's a good guy, but are you going to travel with him?" Bianca's mind was trailing back to the note he'd left for her the morning before. How she'd held it, thinking of her potential future. What she might give herself to leave Altomare one day.

Latias was feeling deja vu, remembering how she and Ash had spoken about that the day before yesterday. As much love as she had for him. When the day came, would she leave for him? She tilted her head in wonder. Latias wasn't scared by the idea. Not like she was the day that Ash asked. It wasn’t outside the realm of possibilities.

'Well, the idea isn't so far out from what I've been thinking about.' Latias admitted to Bianca, then her eyes widened and she put a hand to her mouth not unlike when someone said something they shouldn't have, 'Oh! But I don't want to leave everyone I've known here. Especially you, my little kids or Lorenzo!' She said quickly much to the amusement of Bianca.

Bianca gave her a wistful smile, "I don't think I want to let you leave on your own either." She said as Latias pulled her into a tight hug. Bianca noted that Latias was shaking.

Latias had begun to tear up, 'I- I- don't want to lose touch with anyone!' She said, beads of tears beginning to form as Bianca returned the gesture. Moving her left hand up to brush her hand through Latias's hair soothingly.

"It's fine… Just let it all out." Bianca said, holding her all the while.

Bianca sighed, "You know. I've been wanting to leave this place. I've never been anywhere but here." Her eyes lowered slightly, watching the ocean and seeing Pidgey's fly overhead, "I thought that if I went with Ash. Maybe…" Bianca wasn't sure whether to finish that sentence. Latias seemed to cling tighter to her at the thought.

'If I d- did leave… I'd love t- to have you come with…' Latias trailed off from within the mind of Bianca

The scene was rather melancholic, a deep dark feeling that graced their stomachs. They held each other through the storm of emotions. It was tough, but even the sun can brave the deepest darkest worlds to meet them. A warmth was building, something had pushed away those deep feelings and brought the light in. Latias and Bianca both opened their eyes as the feeling spread throughout their body. Calmness had taken hold. But why?

"Hey…" They turned to see Ash. He blazed in a glory that threatened to blind them.

"I'm glad to see you both. The first round pairings are going to be up in a few hours." Ash said excitedly much to the two's sudden amusement.

Even Latias had stopped tearing up. Bianca felt a new wind blowing around her. She let go of Latias who stood up to stretch. Bianca was surprised when Ash sat down next to her. He looked into her brown eyes with his own matching iris.

"So, you're doing alright?" Ash asked her, but Latias bumped her head in.

'I am now!' She said plainly as Ash chuckled.

Bianca smiled, enjoying their company, "You've got some good timing, Ash. Thank-you…" Latias sat down eager to join Bianca and Ash.

Ash looked back and forth between them, "So, what were you both up to?” He asked nonchalantly. Latias looked to the side awkwardly while Bianca looked over the ocean.

Seeing that Latias wasn’t going to say anything, Bianca decided to carry the conversation, “Just having a chat between close friends.” She said, the wind making her hair blow to the side.

“Really?” Ash asked as Latias smiled.

‘Yeah… It’s-’ But she stopped when Bianca shook her head. Latias got the message, but Ash frowned.

“So, I guess you’ll both have something to say later, right? That’s fine. I’m always up for new surprises. You journey as long as I have and maybe you’d both feel the same way.” Ash said, hinting that perhaps he somehow had an idea of what the conversation might be. Bianca’s eyes widened, but she wanted to stick to her guns for now. She wanted to gauge just what the feelings she had were. It wasn’t love sick, Latias was more like that. She couldn’t deny that Ash had an effect on her. Couldn’t just be the aura.

Ash sighed, laying back in the sand and his head in his arms, “I kinda feel bad…” He said, staring at the clouds as they moved overhead.

Latias turned her head to the side, ‘Why’s that?’ She asked him to which he turned to her.

“I may have taken Sato’s spot in the tournament…” Ash trailed off as Bianca frowned.

“You mean that nice boy I spoke to earlier? Oh…” She grimaced thinking of how Ash had probably crushed his spirit, “You’re going to have to apologize to him!” She said, flicking his nose lightly.

Ash grunted in pain, “Yeah. I got the message.” He said, raising his hands to his nose while Latias giggled.

“What are we going to do with you?” Bianca asked as Ash chuckled.

“I can think of a few things… But… I think Latias is starting to really get into my head.” Ash said as Latias smirked.

‘Heh… Guess I have been a little overbearing. I’ll make up for that at some point.’ Latias practically sang into his head, leaning back into the sand as well. Bianca couldn’t get past the two of them and joined them. The sun was drifting over the horizon and it was already one o’clock by this point.

Rushing to the door of the makeshift building was a heavily breathing Sato. Just behind him was Benihime who looked not nearly as worse for wear.

"Hahah… I got here!" Sato looked at the time and his heart sank to the floor. He slumped against the wall and slid down it. Benihime looked concerned at the boy.

'Are you okay?' She asked while watching him shake his head.

"Not really… I'm late for the final sign ups." Sato said, looking up to see the counter lady approaching the two.

"You must be, Sato. I'm sorry to say this, but another contestant managed to get here on time and you've been pushed out of the brackets." She said, watching the crestfallen boy sink further down.

Benihime frowned, a bit saddened by this. Sato had been so excited for this event. At least the little bit she heard about the thing.

'Could you ask her who got the spot?' Benihime asked him to which his eyes widened.

"Oh yeah! Who did get the spot?" He asked as the attendant pulled out the sign up sheet which looked like a typical notebook.

She looked over it flitting through the pages until stopping on the last one, "Yes, it was a Mr. Ash Ketchum." She flipped the book over and passed it to Sato. There it was, plain as day. Frowning, Sato gulped. He couldn't be mad at his idol. But he really wanted to impress Ash.

Sato shakily passed the book back. Looking even more down than the moment before, "Yes, I see…" He finished as Benihime watched with wide eyes.

The woman nodded, taking it back into her hands, "I apologize for any inconvenience." She bowed and left the trainer to stew in his own emotions. One step forward, but two steps back. He turned to Benihime and walked past her. What she saw was the tears budding in his eyes.

This wasn't fun. This wasn't remotely humorous to the legend. Latias scanned the area and then did the most unexpected thing. Grabbing Sato's hand and running out the door with him. Much to his own surprise, Sato complied, being taken wherever she happened to be going.

'I'm going to cheer him up!' She thought not even bothering to look at other people.

Benihime's look to Sato was a determined one. She looked stunning as they plowed through the beach side. Sato forgot that he was supposed to be crying and took in the looks from the people they passed by. They all smiled and waved at the pair. Maybe it was all going to be fine.

In the temporary tournament hall that was definitely kind of poorly made were a small group of people. Two of which had been friends for the long haul and one of which just happened to be that old friend's lover. Brock and Lucy were all touchy feely. It made Misty feel a bit out of place being near the two. She couldn't believe that Brock had managed to find happiness like this. Misty was actually quite happy for him regardless. Though, it made things painfully more obvious for herself.

'When will I find a person that will love me?' She asked herself, but that answer was still far off. Misty's feelings were there for a certain man she'd been around for a while, but she'd missed that opportunity to continue traveling with him. Ash was her conundrum, but even he seemed to have found someone to love in this amount of time. Brock finally broke the ice as it were.

“Hey Misty. You seem a bit off. Is something troubling you?” She looked up, seeing Lucy and Brock both looking a bit concerned.

Misty laughed it off, flitting her hand, “It’s nothing. I’m just… I guess I’m not sure what to say. Everything that’s happening here appears to be… Natural?” She was a bit more insecure than she’d felt in a while. Had she really missed this much?

Brock turned his head to the side, but Lucy entered the fray herself, “Are you having some kind of trouble? Maybe love troubles?” She asked the redhead who nodded slowly.

Brock perked up hearing that, “I think I might have an idea about who. You know, Black hair and brown eyes?” Misty looked a bit annoyed at this teasing as Brock got the message to stop beating around the bush, “Ash?” He questioned her as Misty huffed and shifted away.

“Yeah…” She trailed off as Lucy seemed a bit surprised.

“You mean him? I can feel that perhaps the two with green dresses have an affinity for him too.” Lucy said as Brock chuckled.

He looked up, not that anyone could tell, “Yeah. That’s Ash for you. He literally makes it look easy. I mean, I always had trouble before I met you. Now I can’t imagine anything else.” He smoothly talked to Lucy who leaned into him again.

“Well, what do I do? Just stay out of the way?” Misty asked him which made Brock cross his arms.

He frowned, “Honestly, that just seems like a bad idea. You could just tell him how you feel.” Brock said honestly, but Misty sighed.

“That sounds so easy, but he’s thickheaded. Ash wouldn’t ever see me.” Misty argued, taking a pointed look away as Brock scratched his chin before snapping his fist into his left hand.

“Well, it’s been at least five years and I’d think he’s probably matured a bit. What if you’re underestimating him?” Brock asked the tomboyish mermaid who turned her head.

‘That could be true… What if he’s not blind to me? Is he waiting for me? Just to say something?’ Misty still felt a bit unsure as Lucy spoke up again.

“You know, fortune favors the bold and if you didn’t ask… You’d never know.” Lucy said as Misty’s eyes widened. Her bag opened up at that moment and Togetic popped out.

“Toge Toge!” He said excitedly, making Misty giggle a little.

Brock smirked, "I think we could help you out, Misty. Perhaps Lucy and I will try to get Bianca and Latias to hang with us for a bit? Then you two could speak unabated." Brock finished as Lucy nodded eagerly.

"Shouldn't be too difficult." Lucy added with confidence.

Misty didn't know what to say, "Well…" Lucy narrowed her eyes.

She stood up, walked over to Misty, "Don't tell me you're going to run away from this." Lucy said, crossing her arms as Misty shook her head quickly.

"I-" But Lucy grasped Misty's hands firmly in her own.

"Love is not something to be hesitant about. You need to be direct. I was shy before and was lucky that Brock just happened to be around." She turned back seeing Brock do his best to wink in her direction. At least she thought he was. Lucy blushed knowing that Misty could end up having the same kind of relationship. Possibly.

Misty felt more emblazoned than ever as Lucy held her hands. The energy to do anything seemed to pulse deep inside her. For lack of better words, she felt true determination and grit. Misty even looked different as she stood up to meet Lucy. Brock watched in awe and a slight twinge of fear.

'Being the wingman for once is probably going to get me hurt.' He also looked away from the display of power to see that the sign ups had concluded. He saw Ash's name and smiled, 'Glad I told her ahead of time. Still, I feel bad for that Sato kid.' He shook his head, putting the paper away.

'No time to dwell on that though. I've got a friend who just needs a good nudge.' Brock nodded to Misty, "So, are you ready to give this a shot?" He asked as Misty nodded and Lucy smiled warmly.

Just outside about two miles away, a wave crashed on the shore of a small crescent on the north western side of Altomare. This spot had wild Pokemon roaming far and wide, but not many people came out here. It was for this reason that two certain legends made it a play spot. A secret hideaway just for them. They even occasionally trained up the wild Pokemon to make them more fierce than usual.

It was beneficial to both sides, but in this case. Benihime and Sato found themselves in this sparkling, beautiful spot. Sato looked around in astonishment completely overlooking his sadness from earlier. Smiling, he turned to Benihime.

Sato couldn't help himself, "What is this place? I don't think I've ever seen it advertised…" He saw her grin and trudge forward.

'Yeah, my brother and I found this place a long while back. It's one of my most cherished memories growing up.' She said, the images playing in her mind as the waves danced toward the shore. Latias and Latios had practically made this a fort of sorts. Mama would always come get them before it got too late.

"You've got a brother? Will I meet him at some point?" He asked as Benihime seemed to look unsure.

'There's always a chance you might. Though, he might not take kindly to you.' She returned as Sato chuckled nervously.

"He's overprotective then… I guess I'll do my best to impress him." He said with a renewed vigor.

Her gaze softened at that, turning to see a small rock formation that had jutted just above the water. Benihime smiled, walking up the formation and moving toward the very top of it. Due to erosion, it seemed to be perfectly chiseled out to be flat rather than pointed. Sato saw as she sat down on the edge and motioned to him.

'Come on up! You'll like it.' Benihime patted the spot next to her. Sato blushed a bit, but decided to go with the flow and do as she said. He walked up the slope and joined her, sitting just as another wave slapped up against the rock. Sato had expected for the rock to be hot or warm at the very least, but it was cool. He turned to see Benihime's eyes glowing blue for just a millisecond. It caught him off guard, but he calmed down quickly enough.

'Never really seen too many psychics before. I mean, some trainers claim to be in sync with their Pokemon… Maybe it's the same thing.' He thought to himself, but Benihime answered him. Sato should have expected that.

'It's not hard to believe that humans might develop those kinds of abilities. I've had them all my life.' She wasn't technically lying about anything. Latias had a human form and could use psychic abilities. That was fair game.

A larger wave cascaded toward the duo that blasted up the rock, soaking them both in ocean water. Benihime shrieked, laughing as Sato couldn’t help but join her, laughing as he enjoyed her company. Looking down, they noticed an Octillery was stuck to the side of the rocks below and it seemed to notice them as well. It quickly grew bewildered at the sight of them, shuffling toward them with vigor and an angered look.

Sato grimaced and quickly grabbed his poke ball off his clip, throwing it, “Let’s go, Scyther!" Scyther erupted from the ball, lifting off toward the Octillery who shot an Octazooka that slammed into the top of the rock. The resulting shaking threw Benihime off balance, but her hand was grasped tightly by Sato who pulled her onto her feet. He made sure she was closer to him before letting go.

Sato smiled at her before turning back to see Scyther going for a Slash attack. Octillery folded its head in causing the afterimage of the powerful slash to cut an incoming wave clean in half. Scyther, not being able to stop, was careening ever forward and hit in the back with a freezing Aurora Beam from the aggressor much to Sato's surprise. With his wings frozen, Scyther hit the water with a large splash.

"Scyther!" He yelled in worry as Benihime struck back this time with a Psychic attack. Octillery had fired three Octazookas in succession, but they stopped midair. The force reverberating in them seemed to create a whistling noise, but the trajectory of the shots were in reverse. Octillery was shocked as they exploded in his face all at once.

With the distraction made, Sato leapt from the rock into the water to go get Scyther who was still floating but just barely. Making wide strokes, Sato cleared the water. Benihime watched just enough to make sure that Sato was firmly focused on saving Scyther. She then walked to the edge of the rock, Psychic aura at full blast. Hair levitating in the air as Octillery felt a crushing sensation. Then he was slammed into the rock, crumbling bits of it broke off from the harsh attack.

Making it to Scyther, Sato grabbed him. Doing his best to avoid the razors that were just precariously close to his left arm and proceeded to valiantly get back to shore. What he saw astonished him as his feet found purchase on the sand below and he saw Benihime sitting on the edge of the rock. Octillery was completely out of the battle by this point. Scyther turned to him weakly uttering, "Scy…" But Sato smiled at him.

"It's alright, you did your best. I'm proud to have you on my team." Sato didn't want to admit his own faults. Perhaps if he were a better trainer, Scyther could have done what he needed to do. However, his Pokemon looked relieved. Needless to say, Sato would use a Full Heal and then send him back to the Poke Ball for a little rest. He couldn't blame Scyther, he'd only just caught him a few weeks before coming here too.

He smiled wearily before looking over to see Benihime approaching him. Her eyes glowed blue and Sato saw a ball being levitated from his bag.

'Shouldn't you catch him?' She asked him, raising her left eye in curiosity.

Sato took a second to think about that before shifting over to see the fainted Pokemon, "I can… But I already have a water type." He said, but the temptation was still there. He sighed, grabbing the ball out of the air and looking at Benihime.

"I'll go ahead and do that then since you seem curious." He walked through the sand, ending up back in the water vaguely aware of just how soaked he was already and eventually stood over the octopus Pokemon. He smiled before dropping his hand and clicking the ball to the top of Octillery's head. A flash of red light engulfed the Pokemon before the ball accepted him inside. It shook in Sato's hand, but three stars would pop declaring a successful capture.

"And that's how we do it!" He exclaimed as Benihime clapped for him from the shore.

Once everything had settled down, the two ended up back where they started. With their legs hanging over the edge of the rock, the two talked excitedly about the events of this day. As the hour would pass, several more Pokemon would watch them from the brush at the edge of the clearing.

'You know, I'm glad to share this with you.' She said as for the first time, Benihime heard his mind's eye.

'Thanks… I really needed this…' Sato thought directly to her.

Progress? Benihime smirked, ‘About time you started using your head.’ She said, making Sato chuckle a bit.

‘Yeah… Heh… It’s cool to be able to speak without actually making a sound!" Sato said and thought at the same time.

'Apparently difficult to keep your thoughts and words separate, huh?' She asked him to which Sato blushed in embarrassment.

He spoke up, "Well, a little…" She giggled at his expense and it was definitely infectious so much so that he joined in. Their voices melded together as the waves crashed against the shoreline.The two hadn't realized it, but they were now sitting closer than earlier. Their hands touched and they would both blush intensely. They didn't immediately separate, but rather decided to enjoy this closeness.

However, unbeknownst to them. A little glare coming from the bushes had caught all of this on camera.

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Ash was doing stretches on the beach. Just another hour till the first match and he was readying himself for his opponent. Whoever that would be. It was going to be thirty minutes before he even saw their face or name. Pikachu was valiantly attempting his best efforts to stretch out. Jumping up and down, back and forth. Ash would grin at his little buddy, knowing that he would be on his team.

The matches were laid out as such, three on three's singles and the battle would be over when one trainer's Pokemon would faint. Simple enough. Ash grinned so eagerly, he thought his own face would freeze up just like that. It'd definitely give him a scary looking edge and freak out his opponents. Though, he'd probably end up maidenless if that happened. So, no way that would be acceptable.

'I should start with Pikachu. I know he can handle himself, it would also give me a chance to gauge my opponent.' He was being really intense. So intense that he'd forgotten that Latias was watching him do his stretches. She was watching his muscles, practically able to see every bead of sweat on him. It was intoxicating for her.

'Down Latias… Down Bad…' Bianca echoed in her head.

Bianca was practically watching herself pant in anticipation of something completely aside from Ash's current thought process. It wasn't as tough as the first time, but it certainly was weird to look at herself panting like a dog almost.

'Oh… Sorry…' Latias said, trying to get control of herself.

Ash had started doing pushups while Pikachu copied him. He didn't even realize that he was sinking in the sand, but that never stopped him before. He had his one other Pokemon that he'd gotten after visiting the Pokemon Center with Misty the other night. Sure, it hadn't been in preparation for a tournament, but they were able to get there rather quickly. He'd even gotten a Mega Stone from Professor Oak.

"Pika?!" Pikachu squeaked out as Ash realized that he wasn't even doing pushups as the sand was reaching to his face.

A muffled roar erupted from the sand as Ash dug himself out, "This battles going to surely keep me pumped!" He yelled, pure ecstatic energy making the world shift around him.

'He's a dummy…' Bianca thought as Latias agreed for once.

'He's our dummy.' Latias reiterated with a smile.

Just as this was going on, James and Meowth happened to be passing through. Thoroughly spent after enjoying the sun for the last few hours. They saw the Twerp announcing his battle mania to the world.

"Meowth, I think he's gone off his rocker." James said to which Meowth shook his head.

"Nyoawwhh…" Meowth yawned as he continued, "Probably just the same he's always been." He finished as Bianca looked at them curiously.

Bianca could swear that Meowth had spoken and that was intriguing, "Ummm… Excuse me, Sir?" She said to James who looked back in wonder.

"Erm, yes?" James asked as Meowth turned as well.

"Did your Meowth just speak? Like, actual english?" She looked at the scratchy cat who tilted his head.

"Sure I did. Impressed by my sheer knowledge and fortitude?" Meowth said, flexing his bony arms and tail wildly.

Bianca smiled, "That's cute." Then she turned to James while Meowth deflated a bit, "How did he learn to do that?" She asked him as Meowth sighed in indignation.

James replied and it was nothing that Bianca expected, "Well, actually it's a very personal story of his that involves love and just how far someone is willing to go to achieve it only to fail." James stopped as Bianca stared back at Meowth with a bit of unease as James continued, "In fact, it's in his latest autobiography titled, 'The Meowstacrat'' which you can purchase at Pawmazon." He said casually as Bianca frowned.

"That sounds strange… That company-" Bianca was interrupted by Meowth.

"Is owned by me and will be a major success one day. But the patent is also still under way…" He said casually as Bianca shook her head.

"No, I was going to say that the brand name was eerily similar to Parmesian, but that’s just me thinking too hard..." She said as James looked down.

"Apologies… For making you think." Together, Bianca and Latias watched the duo walk off as Ash joined them, considerably more sweaty than they'd last seen him.

He looked in the direction they were looking toward only to see James and Meowth slowly walking away, "Oh… Did they give you any issue?" He asked Latias and Bianca who shook their heads.

"Just a headache. Well, that and wondering if I could get Latias to speak by putting a picture of you near a dictionary." Bianca said with a smirk as Latias pouted.

Ash let out a tear inducing laugh at Latias's expense and she would also give him a stronger pout, it wasn't super effective though. He grinned leaning in to hug Latias, "It's all in good fun, Lati- mmm." She kissed him instead. That was super effective. He leaned back, blushing, having not expected it. Pikachu hopped on Bianca's lap and was immediately hugged by her, rubbing his ears as he let out a satisfied sigh. This was a nice summer day. However, they were being watched by a certain group of three people. Those three people being Misty, Brock, and Lucy.

"We've all agreed to this, so…" Brock looked at Lucy and she nodded back to him.

“We can do this together.” Lucy said, smiling and taking his hand.

Brock and Lucy approached the three as Brock broke the ice, "Hey there. How's the day going?" Brock asked. Ash, Bianca, and Latias looked at him strangely, he sounded stilted.

Ash wondered why he'd ask, "The day is going great. Uh… Do you have the brackets with you?" Ash asked him as Brock shook his head.

"No I don't, Ash. Me and Lucy were wondering if those two could come hang out with us." Brock pointed at Latias and Bianca before turning to Lucy who eagerly spoke up.

"Yes! I was wondering about the tourist sites. Maybe they could give me some insight?" Lucy asked as Bianca and Latias looked at each other before looking at Ash.

Ash, being on the receiving end of their gazes, wasn't sure what to do, "What?" He asked them as Latias looked at him more intensely. Latias had done that on instinct while Bianca had just copied Latias. This was strange.

Ash had an idea of what they wanted, “You both want me to say no? Right?” Bianca’s eyes widened and she shook her head with a blush. Latias doubled down.

‘It wouldn't be a bad idea.’ Latias said as she dared to look at Brock and Lucy who were confused by Ash’s words.

“Uh… Is something up, Ash?” Brock asked as Ash shook his head.

Ash didn’t want to disappoint his friends, ‘Maybe it might not be such a bad thing for you guys to show them a few places before the tournament.’ Ash sent her as Latias balked.

‘Oh… Okay. I just wanted to enjoy your company more.’ Latias pointed out as Ash sighed.

‘We'll still do that and everything, but Brock is a good friend of mine and Lucy is new here.’ Ash said, which wasn’t untrue. Brock may have been here before, but maybe Lucy hadn't.

‘But I jus-’ Latias said as Bianca interrupted her.

‘It could be fun. Don't you want to hang out with more people?’ Bianca asked her as Lucy gave Brock a weird look that said, “You really owe me for this.” and he bowed in apology to her.

Latias sighed and looked to Ash once more, 'But this week might be the only chance we have to be together…' She said firmly to Ash who looked at her with a bit of concern.

Ash's eyes softened, 'Oh… I understand that feeling…' Latias's big golden eyes focusing on him was another weakness he'd found himself to have.

Shaking his head, Ash turned to Brock with a sigh, "Shouldn't you know this place already Brock?" Ash had a point, but Brock was trying to get this done for Misty. He had to pick away at it.

Brock cleared his throat, "I mean… It's not that easy Ash. I just wanna make sure that I get the cultural side of things and since Latias has probably been here longer than Bianca… Maybe having them both join us for a little bit would be… Beneficial?" He sounded like he just questioned it.

Lucy was confused, "Latias? Isn't that a legendary Pokemon?" She asked as Brock froze up.

He hadn't actually mentioned that to her. Brock looked to Ash for help, but he seemed even less sure now. Bianca smacked Brock on the back.

"Yeah, Latias's statue near the Museum. My sister and I-" She winked at Latias, "Worked on cleaning it up this last year." She turned to Lucy, "Brock is misremembering things." She said smoothly as Brock nodded quickly.

"Actually yeah, I meant to talk about the statue. Latios and Latias are sacred to this place. If they were here, they'd probably know exactly where to go." Brock said, trying to regain his footing.

For Lucy, it worked, "Oh! Right. That makes sense." She said as Bianca hopped up and beckoned to Latias.

"Let's go help them quickly. There's only an hour left till the tournament starts after all and I'm not missing it." Bianca said as Latias looked back at Ash who shrugged.

Latias turned to Ash once more, 'I guess we can go take them on a small tour.' Latias relented as Bianca jumped in.

Bianca smiled, "It won't take long. We'll show them around on a path that takes the least amount of time. We'll be back before you know it." Bianca finished as Latias squinted at her before finally relenting.

'Can we at least get ice cream?' Latias asked Bianca who sighed.

"Sure." Bianca gave in as Lucy and Brock looked on with confusion written all over their faces.

"That whole thing was you all staring at each other. For exactly one minute and thirty seconds with a few words spliced in here and there." Brock pointed out while turning to Ash.

Ash facepalmed, "Lianca is a psychic." Ash said simply as Lucy popped out several clouds in her head before a large one burst open to reveal a chibi Anabel lifting things with her mind.

She got an eager grin on her face, "That's a nice name. Anabel could do stuff like that too!" Lucy said as Brock thanked the heavens that explanation was also fine.

Ash pulled Latias up into a hug as she eagerly embraced him, 'I'll still be here when you get back." Latias continued giving him that sweet look as Ash sighed, "I'll make it up to you later, okay?" She nodded in understanding.

‘Okay… I’ll hold you to it.’ She said as Ash watched her march over to Bianca and then point forward. Brock and Lucy waved at Ash, turning to follow the stalwart legend with her stunning accomplice. Leaving Ash very much alone. He turned back to the ocean, looking over the clear waters. He heard footsteps that were barely concealed by the sound of wind and sand. He already knew who it was.

“Misty? Did you want something?” He asked, still not turning around.

Misty gripped her bag with Togetic inside and set it down on the bench where Pikachu watched on in silence. Togetic popped out, eager to see the fireworks. If there was going to be any. Pikachu turned to his little buddy. Technically he was older, so it worked despite the height difference.

Pikachu spoke to him, “You think we should help Ash out here?” He asked as Togetic shook his head.

Togetic responded, “This has been coming for a while… It’s up to them. It could go either way.” He finished as Pikachu tilted his head over to watch this event in the making.

Misty stepped up to stand beside Ash, appreciating the view, “So, you knew?” She started as Ash smiled.

“Not too hard to guess. I figured we’d speak eventually and I also saw you standing there beside them for a brief moment. So, what's on your mind?” Ash asked, trying to stay casual, folding his arms behind his head.

Misty looked down, “Well…” A wave drowned her out as it crested forward. Splashing against the sand.

All was well, that’s what you would tell yourself when things are okay. A soft wind transforms into a nice breeze. Wild Pokemon watched the area, keeping it free of any distractions and it wasn’t enough to shake a feeling of desperation. One of the two people currently enjoying the serenity couldn’t keep herself together. Something was bothering her deeply.

Beni kept turning around, alerting Sato, “Are you okay?” He asked her to which she didn’t respond immediately. She gripped his hand tightly all of a sudden much to his surprise.

‘I’m not sure why, but something is making me feel off. I think someone is watching us.’ Benihime echoed in his head as Sato looked around, but he didn’t see anything off.

Sato found it a little hard to believe, "But nobody knows about this place except for you and your brother, Right?" He asked her as Benihime frowned.

She poked him on the head, 'You know about it…' Then she continued looking around, 'You don't believe me though?' She asked, loosening her grip on his hand a little.

Sato gulped, no way did he ever want to not believe her, "Ummm… No. If you say something is there, then there has to be someone out there." Sato wanted to choose his words wisely, "So, is there any particular direction that these feelings could be coming from?" Maybe he could send one of his Pokemon out to deal with it? She stood up, letting go of Sato and trying to focus.

Beni's mind reached out, but a force was preventing it from reaching farther than the edge of the clearing, "I can't see beyond this plac- Ngh!" She groaned as her head started to throb.

Sato frowned and moved to stand beside her, "Are you hurt?" He asked as she fell forward onto her knees which made Sato freak out, "Okay! You are! W- What's going on?!" He was tensed up, all of his emotions were running wild. Then he heard the worst thing he could have.

"I- I don't know!" Benihime shouted as a scream tore from her throat. Her head pounded as she looked up with one eye open, the woods looked darker and more shrouded to her than ever. Benihime couldn't feel much more beyond the pain. Giving up, she clenched her eyes, curling into a ball and worrying Sato to no end.

He grit his teeth as the weight of the situation began to sag his shoulders, "Benihime! W- We gotta go!" Sato said, hoping to be able to get her up, but she was in too much pain to move.

A large blast of wind shot through the area and a small aircraft floated down into the crescent inlet. An individual stood on it, watching the scene below, "Stand aside, Sato." A man's voice was unmistakable, but even as Sato looked up, he couldn’t see the man’s face because of the mask he wore.

"Hey! Whatever you're doing, stop it!" Sato shouted, but the man merely moved his hand onto a dial to up the intensity of the waves while ignoring Sato’s pleas.

Benihime grit her teeth as the sound continued to grow. She had heard a tiny amount of the conversation, but the man had known Sato already? Benihime was sure that Sato wasn't a bad guy, but… Maybe she was wrong. Still, he hadn't abandoned her and that meant something too. Especially considering how her head felt like splitting open at the seams.

The man was already tired and frustrated, he'd been waiting for days to find strange activity, but there didn't seem to be any in this town. Then while monitoring Koro, he just happens to see these two and all the strange events started to occur, "What you're guarding isn't what you think boy. I'll say it again. Stand aside and no harm will come your way." He was going to try a different approach, "I'm only here to get Latias!" He shouted as Sato froze up a little.

'Latias?' Sato questioned, trying to reach out with his mind, but Benihime didn't answer for once. Sato had to do something now and stop messing around. He didn't want to see her hurt anymore. Unclipping a Pokeball from his belt, he sent it flying revealing Scyther. Catching the ball as it sailed back to him, Sato stood in opposition to the man. He'd healed up his buddy and hoped Scyther was ready for another battle this soon.

"Really? Are you serious!?" The masked man asked in disbelief because he had already seen this Pokemon battle. It was a novice at best and couldn't handle that Octillery from earlier. He cracked his knuckles and gripped a ball from his own belt, one of three, "I got this technology from a friend a while back." He clicked it and a dark sphere got larger in his grip. Tossing it, A hail of black energy shot toward the ground and out of the ball. The imposing Pokemon grew from the harsh energy, revealing Corviknight only even more amped up. A harsh screeching sound echoed from its beak as it looked at the Scyther with deadly intent.

Benihime was struggling to her feet, but every time she'd stand. The sound would intensify almost like the man was toying with her. She tried reaching out to Sato, but would recoil from the sheer agony of the trial itself. Even Sight Sharing was still far beyond her grasp at this point. Her only possible recourse was to continue recoiling back into her mind, Benihime hobbled forward only to fall down.

The man tapped his control console feeling incredibly annoyed by just how long this was taking, "Any minute now and she'll reveal herself! Then you can stop this charade! Not that I'm giving you mercy." The man said to Sato, giving Corviknight the go ahead to tear apart his Scyther. The approach was swift, sand blasting into the air as Corvinight took Scyther with him high into the air. Scyther tried to slice at the bird, but it just couldn't cut the steel-like feathers covering Corviknight's body.

The speed of the Corviknight had been so fast that Sato only just now realized that Scyther had been taken up, "Scyther!" He shouted, but they were out of reach. As the sand began to hit the ground, Sato gripped two random Poke Balls, sending out Charmeleon and Sneasel, "Charmeleon! Guard Benihime! Sneasel, go get help!" He shouted as Charmeleon agreed, but Sneasel was shaking her head.

Sato facepalmed as the man spoke up, "Looks like she won't listen to you! Oh well." He looked up, seeing the satisfying sight of Corviknight rippling with intense speed toward the sand below. Slamming Scyther into the grit and angling itself up to fly toward Charmeleon next without needing to be told, "Flamethrower!" Sato shouted as Charmeleon obliged, sending a large gout of flame that Corviknight veered away from easily enough.

"Take out the Charmeleon with Aerial Ace!" The masked man shouted, swinging his hand out alongside the command as Corviknight broke the sound barrier to hit Charmeleon square on and sent him flying toward the ocean. Sato looked horrified as Sneasel began to take in the current situation with wide eyes.

'Maybe I should go get that help!' Sneasel thought, rushing off as Sato was doing the same toward Charmeleon. The masked man simply watched, shaking with unrestrained enjoyment of the current situation. To think that this was his start. Oh, it felt good, but not as good as killing that irksome Ash Ketchum would be.

"Don’t let that Sneasel leave!" He shouted next, as Corviknight focused on the little dark speck of a Pokemon.

Sneasel had heard the order as she began to move even faster toward the edge of the clearing, but the sand was slowing her down considerably and right as the edge was within reach, Corviknight would skid through the sand creating deep trenches in it only to stand before her, "Shadow Ball!" Sneasel was hit point blank by the blast and was swallowed up in the attack. An explosion of black energy absolutely demolished her, sending Sneasel crashing through the sandy ground.

Sato was running toward Charmeleon who was doing his damndest to keep his tail out of the water. The Pokemon's vision was blurry at best from the incredibly strong attack he had suffered only a moment ago. When he saw a blur approaching Charmeleon panicked, lashing out and slashing Sato's shirt. It ripped down the side as blood was drawn. Sato couldn't believe it as he fell forward into the water with a splash.

Charmeleon brought his claws near his eyes and once the blurred effect stabilized, he saw blood. Not just any blood, his trainer’s. Corviknight turned as Charmeleon let out a desperate roar of agony. It then proceeded to charge toward the shoreline, seeing nothing but red. The giant metal bird covered black metallic feathers shot toward Charmeleon who finally made it past all the water, unleashing a larger gout of blue flames at the pokemon. This time, Corviknight didn’t dodge it.

Covered in fire, it broke the flames apart. A quick strike on the Charmeleon and it was over. The fire lizard hit the sand while Corviknight let out an ear splitting caterwaul, claiming it’s victory. The masked man clapped as he lowered his machine to the ground, stepping off of it. Entertained by the boy's Charmeleon for only a few moments as his boots hit the sand and he approached the struggling Benihime, "You could have just given up, but it's fine." Benihime looked up, throwing a psychic attack at him, but he brushed off the weak move. The sound was growing louder as he got closer.

"Don't bother continuing a futile effort. This signal messes with the psychic type's brain waves. You don't have enough strength to resist me anymore." As the signal grew stronger and stronger, Benihime's form reverted back to the familiar jet shaped Pokemon, “See? You should’ve done that sooner. If you had, I might’ve given your little crush a break.” He pulled out another one of those black poke balls.

"I think you should take a rest and serve someone else for once. Heheh…" He clicked it against her head not too unlike how Sato had done earlier to Octillery and then she couldn't feel any more pain. Looking over at Sato, the man decided that perhaps it would be easier to leave the kid to die knowing that it was his own Pokemon that orchestrated his demise. It was very poetic in a sense. He hopped aboard his craft and proceeded to fly off to initiate more of his plans.

It was eerily silent on the crescent beach. It would be for a while.

Togetic and Pikachu were more confused by what was happening here. They had assumed Misty had gotten Ash alone so that she could do something more, but nothing was coming of it. The two Pokemon would chatter back and forth, trying to gauge if the two would try anything. Yet, nothing had happened. Not even a kiss.

"So, that's what this is all about?" Ash asked, folding his arms across his chest.

Misty clenched her fist, trying to figure this all out, "Yeah. I wanted to speak with you about us. I know that you seem to be with Latias and maybe even Bianca…" She shifted slightly, turning away from Ash, "I guess I really am late to the punch." She said as Ash pondered how he would respond.

Twisting his cap, Ash found his words, "Hmm… You don't have to be late, you know?" Ash asked as Misty looked over at him in disbelief when another wave crashed into the shore, but he continued, "I've been all over the place. I've seen many different cultures, legends, and some of the strangest things of all time." Ash said, trying to pick and choose what he needed to say.

Ash grinned, "I'm not even really done with my adventures… There's always more to do. Being a champion just allots you a few more privileges I guess." Ash was taking advantage of all the things he was being sent. So many people seemed to really want to work with him and he was all for it.

Misty was in awe of that neverending optimism, he really had held her interest after all these years. Still, as much as she admired him. Could she really get in the way of Latias or Bianca? Just wouldn't feel right to try and step up after denying herself that ability for all these years. Because she had that opportunity and wasted it.

Even though Brock had done this for her. Did she really have any right to keep this going? Just what did all this mean?

"Ash… What are you saying?" She asked, trying to gauge what he was going for here.

Ash smirked, giving her a thumbs up, "I'm saying that you might not be alone in this."

Misty clenched her hands, "No! Ash, what does all that stuff about continuing an adventure and being a champion have to do with us talking right now?" She questioned him as Ash scratched his chin.

Ash started to laugh as Misty blushed awkwardly, 'I really picked some weird guy to love, huh?' She thought, trying to avoid his gaze.

Ash grinned, "You don't get it? Well, alright." He crossed his arms and decided to explain himself, “I've traveled far and wide to become what I consider a Pokemon Master. I still haven't done that yet." Ash finished as Misty's eyes focused on him again, "I want to keep going a while and this is one stop on the journey. I am quite infatuated with Latias." His grin became less pronounced.

"Then I kinda ended up liking Bianca too. It wasn't planned. Now I feel like… Huh… It's not like my heart can't be big enough for both of them, right?" He asked Misty who seemed to understand what this could be about, "I've known you for a long time too. I'm no clown, I figured I could probably learn to juggle though. Not to mention that Latias would probably be okay with it.” Ash finished, doing an exaggerated miming of a clown.

Misty started giggling of her own accord, "That's not endearing, what a weird analogy, but it does sound exactly like a thing you would say." She said as Ash shrugged.

"It was mostly on the spot.” He admitted, “But I wanted to communicate how I felt. I thought it was the best way to go." Ash said as he added, "My whole deal right now is that I don't know if Latias wants to leave Altomare. Of course I'd never make her leave if she didn't want to and that applies to Bianca too." Ash said, trying to think of anything else he’d like to add.

Misty opened her mouth, but Ash finally figured that out too, "Once I'm done traveling, I'd still come back for both of them if it didn’t work out. Altomare is a nice place and I wouldn't mind living here." Ash said as Misty arched an eye, "But I really hope they decide to come with me and maybe if you want… We could travel all together." Ash said, not sure if those words were correct objectively, but hoping he got his point across.

Misty was flabbergasted to say the least. He’d really put a lot of thought into the future. Like he already had an idea of what would work out and how he would go about it. She was also impressed. It made her know what she wanted to say just as much. Another wave would crash as it brought down the sandy walls holding her heart.

She struggled just a bit to say it and it had weighed Misty down for so wearily long, "I- I love you, Ash. I have for a while. E- Even when you kept going and left me behind." She said, wavering slightly, thinking about how similar it must've been for Latias and Bianca, "I just couldn't stop thinking about us. All the times we shared and traveled. I remember wanting to say it all the way back when I saved your life…" The memories of the incident with Lugia had been a torturous one for her. Trying to desperately hope and pray that his eyes would open one more time. She was making up for that time. Right here and right now.

Ash's mouth gaped in surprise, 'Even back then… How was I so dense?' Would he even be here now had she confessed back then? Likely not. Would he have stayed by her side through thick and thin? Absolutely with no questions asked.

Misty gazed at him as she continued, walking toward him, "I don't know how much more I can take." She closed the gap, hugging him close, "I want to hear if you have anything to say." Misty said, looking up as she felt his arm tighten around her, holding onto her as they stood on the beach.

Ash looked down into her eyes and couldn't deny that there was indeed a spark there, 'I'm damn near hopeless, aren't I?' He thought, gulping in apprehension.

But as another wave crashed against the shore, he leaned down. Closing what little distance there was and kissed her.

Pikachu perked up, "That's my trainer!" He shouted, high fiving Togetic who was equally happy for Misty. In fact, Togetic was digging through Misty's bag as he began to glow before Pikachu's eyes. The bag popped off Togetic's head as he revealed a Shiny Stone being held in his arms. The electric mouse was stunned and even tears began to fill his eyes as Togetic's form began to shift.

'I'm even smaller now…' Pikachu sighed in resignation as the glow caught Misty and Ash's attention, making them part to look as Togetic became Togekiss in that moment.

It let out a happy chirping sound and flew around the beachside really quickly. It ended up right next to both Ash and Misty. Floating around them almost like it was congratulating the two. Ash chuckled at Togekiss's antics and looked back at Misty who seemed to be over the moon herself.

In Altomare, we have our group traveling through the inner city. Latias had led the charge describing several places and speaking through their minds.

'I love how we can just speak through our minds.' Lucy said as Brock nodded.

'It makes things simple enough. Not to mention how awesome it would be to have this ability when you were in trouble.' Brock echoed through everyone's minds.

For Brock, this was a simple ability to learn because he had been around Ash so long that perhaps it just rubbed off on him. Meeting pseudo god's would do that to people.

Bianca smiled, 'Some people take a while to learn things like this. I'm glad it comes so easy to you both.' Brock and Lucy took the compliment in stride.

Latias was impressed by their ability and was starting to have fun herself, 'I'm just glad to be able to share this with other people.' Latias knew that her fun loving self would show up, given enough time even though she'd rather spend more time with Ash.

She'd have to let bygones be just that. Turning to point the group in another direction that they followed eagerly. Lianca would wave her arms, describing the statues while other people would look at them in confusion. Lucy stepped up to an ice cream booth they had just found and offered to pay for the cone much to Lianca's endearment. Several children were playing frisbee in the square where the water pump resided. Time was passing by as the fun romp around the city continued and pretty soon they'd realize.

Bianca, looking at her phone, would point it out, "It's almost time. I guess we should probably start heading back." She said as Latias eagerly agreed.

Brock was gripping his backpack tightly, 'I hope we bought enough time.' He thought to himself as Latias looked at him with curiosity.

Lucy gave a nod toward Bianca as she finished up her ice cream, "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Thanks for taking us on this tour." Bianca grinned.

"Our town's splendor really has no comparison." Bianca turned to Latias who nodded with a smile of her own, "Besides, you two were a joy to be around." She finished as Brock sighed.

"Glad we weren't a bore. I'd say that by the time we get back, the first round will be getting started." Again, he hoped that this much time would get everything out in the open. He wouldn't have any idea just how right he'd end up being.

Latios was having a dream, a desolate one. He felt an irrational anger followed by a subdued ache. Something was going horribly wrong right now, but he had no idea just what it was. Outside this dreary place, Lorenzo watched Latios's ears twitch.

"Something must be getting to him, but what exactly?" Lorenzo tried petting him to soothe this, but then he felt the light pelt on the dragon beginning to bristle.

Lorenzo sighed, 'Maybe I should just wake him up?' But even as the older man shook the blue jet, it didn't wake him. He just continued to struggle.

Latios's eyes shot open, but they glowed white as Lorenzo was caught up in the unconscious Sight Sharing happening right now. Lorenzo saw an unrelenting black void, but nothing else. Then a copy of Latios materialized from inky darkness.

"You are worthless… The worst sister that any brother could ever hope to have." He said as Lorenzo's eyes widened.

'What is happening? Latios?!" He questioned, but of course an image could never reply to the old man.

From the other side, Latias was experiencing this. A beginning to her torturous existence. She was crying as visions continued to torment her. Dark electric sparks shot up Latias's sides and different people or Pokemon would visit her only to degrade her.

"You torment me on a daily basis for your sick pleasure. I've always hated you." Latios said, making sure to give a vile look of contempt. Latias shifted backward as pain broke her sight sharing. Latios saw glimpses of a familiar inlet and a horrible scene, but it ended abruptly. Latios woke up immediately, breathing heavily as panic set in.

Lorenzo wasn't sure what was going on, but he at the very least knew that everything he had seen was actually happening. Latios flew up, trying to gauge where that sight share had come from. He only remembered a void. No backgrounds that looked familiar. Latios cursed himself for daring to rest when he should've been watching over her.

"Latios, do you have any idea what that was about?" Lorenzo asked as Latios struggled to think, squinting his eyes and still coming up with nothing.

He let out a saddened coo, feeling a new amount of stress he hadn't before. Latios hated doing this, but he needed to go undercover. Thus, his body began to shapeshift. He took on a slender form with blue hair that spiked up and red eyes. His skin was a lighter tone with a slight tan. Latios had finally decided to bust out his human form. His clothing resembled that of what you might imagine a male Bianca. Except with blue jeans and a pair of sneakers. His gaze was cold as he walked past Lorenzo.

The older man rubbed his mustache, "Well, this is a new one… Where are you going?" He asked as Latios shifted his gaze to him.

'To find my sister.' He then left Lorenzo as he teleported toward the south side of the garden. Leaving the safety of the Secret Garden to do some investigation.

Chapter Text

The tournament hall was packed with people. Most of them were just there to watch the event, but if you looked really hard, you could spot some competitors trying to go through unnoticed. Ash, Pikachu, Misty, and Togekiss had just appeared through the doors, but it was hard to even imagine them making it toward the inner sanctum. Not to mention that as soon as he showed up, a lot of people turned their heads to see him.

"Ash Ketchum?! No way!" One of them shouted as several others joined in, surrounding Ash, making him fall backward. But before the crowd could completely cover him, a ball on Ash's belt wiggled and burst open. Bayleef erupted from it, making the crowd back down as she gave them a harsh glare with her red eyes.

Ash sighed in relief, “Thanks for the backup.” He smiled at Bayleef who just looked awkwardly away.

Misty had been just as surprised by the interruption, but even more so when a certain person walked up. Bayleef pulled Ash onto his feet as that person stopped before him, "It's been a while, Ash. Have you gotten better?" The man extended his hand and Ash took a moment before realizing who it was.

Gripping that hand and shaking it, Ash smirked, "I didn't expect to see you here… I thought this tournament was going to be a small time event, Tobias." The hand shake tightened slightly.

Tobias smiled, "Ah yes… I heard a rumor that you might show up and since I managed to beat you last time… I figured that since you were a champ now." He let go as Ash returned the favor.

Tobias continued, "We could give it another go. That performance you put on at the end of the Kalos league was truly amazing." Ash chuckled a bit embarrassed by this sudden praise.

"If that's the case, I can't wait to face your Darkrai and Latios again." Ash smirked which was returned by Tobias.

"Just remember. I'm in the second bracket, so you better beat your first opponent, Ash. I know I won't lose to mine." Tobias said, turning and walking off toward the back of the makeshift building.

Ash was feeling a fire burning from deep within, 'You just wait… I'll go all the way!'

It might be a small-scale tournament, but the competition was fierce. Which was strange, but rumors of another Champion being in the area would always attract attention. Ash figured he should be a bit quieter about his traveling plans from here on out. He also felt a bit better about taking the spot. Sato might’ve had a lot of trouble here.

He felt a touch on his shoulder and turned to see Misty giving him her own competitive grin, “I know you’ll do just fine.” She said as Ash blushed a bit, tipping his hat.

‘Aw, I’ve taken Latias’s move… Still…’ He smiled anyway, making Misty blush a bit.

Bayleef sighed, tapping Ash’s pokeball to return herself as the crowd dispersed. Ash noticed that Bayleef seemed a bit off, but everything was fine. He’d forgiven her, so she’ll be alright. Right? Ash shook his head, there wasn’t much time to dwell on it. He had a battle to look forward to. Speaking of the battle, he’d not seen his opponent quite yet. Then a screen popped on.

A young man stepped up to a podium to address the crowd, “Welcome! It’s wonderful to see you all here today for the sake of this miniature Tournament that happens to feature some very well known individuals!” He said as the screen blanked him out and the brackets appeared.

Ash saw that he was in the first round just as Tobias was indeed in the bracket next to his own. Then he saw his own opponent.

‘Brock? Really?’ Ash hadn’t expected that.

Misty was also surprised to see it, but she figured it would be something that both Ash and Brock would’ve eventually done anyway, ‘I can’t root for just one of them though.' This would be tough for her.

There was restless chatter among the multitude of people about the secondary brackets. Ash looked over to see Koro in the third round bracket and his opponent being… Huh. The screen appeared to cut back to the announcer. Ash wasn’t too worried about not seeing him. If he can pull off a win against Brock that is. Technically, he’d never battled Brock and legitimately won. This might be a real challenge.

Ash smirked, looking forward to it, ‘I’ll give it my all. Just you wait, Brock.'

Misty stood next to Ash as she turned to see the twin doors opening. Bianca, Latias, Brock and Lucy all filed in while the announcer blared in the background, “Please enter the tournament hall toward the miniature stadium out back! We’ll be starting Round 1 in about five minutes. If you’re not ready, make your preparations now!” With that, the audience was funneled toward a different hall where they would be seated.

Brock turned to Ash, “So, did you see the brackets?” He asked as Ash smiled.

Ash was compelled to say no, but he wouldn’t lie. His excitement was growing in anticipation, “You and me. First round. Looks like we’re getting that test after all.” Misty jumped in.

“Did you see the other contestants, Ash?” She asked as Ash nodded.

“I didn’t get a chance to see the other half, but I’ve got my own work cut out for me.” Ash said as he put his fist out to Brock who tapped it with his own.

“Then I’ll give it my all, Ash. We’ve been wanting to battle for a while. This will settle things too.” Brock said as Ash nodded.

“Yeah, I’m going to hopefully pull this off. It’d be the first real win I could have against you. If I can do it.” Ash said, seeing Brock smile and nod himself.

“Then I’m looking forward to it.” With that, Brock left to prepare himself for the match to come.

Ash had five minutes, he’d make the most of it. Well, until he was hugged from behind by Latias who cooed into his ear, ‘Hey!’ She said mischievously as Misty frowned a bit. Though, she looked the other way. After all, she wasn't the first here. So, she’d have to try and get used to this idea of sharing.

Waves lapped at the shoreline of this hidden place. Krabbys walked up the side of the beach and some blew bubbles into the air. Other than that, this place was eerily quiet. A small black colored Pokemon would open her eyes to see that the sun was indeed still high in the sky. She tried to move and found that she had taken the least amount of damage. When she ascertained that she could in fact get up with no issue.

“Sneasel?! Snea!” She said, rolling over and getting up quickly to run over to the first person she saw, being her trainer Sato.

Sato had washed up on shore, but he had laid there in the sun still unmoving. She ran to her trainer, panicking all the while. Not sure what to do. She leaned down to his chest. Sneasel could hear his heart beating, but very slowly. She rushed to Charmeleon, but despite her poking. He just wouldn’t budge.

“SNEA!” Sneasel yelled, wishing that perhaps she had listened to him when he asked earlier for the help, but hindsight was twenty twenty. She was hopelessly looking at her claws. Her trainer had bled out and was weakened at the moment. Sneasel had failed him in the first place.

Sneasel would at the very least, do what she could! Turning and running through the sand, she quickly made her way to the edge of the clearing. Sneasel took a moment to look back at Sato and vowed to get the first help she could find. As soon as possible. Climbing up the tree, Sneasel began to leap from branch to branch.

Much faster than running on sand, ‘I really hate sand…’ She’d probably avoid beaches unless Sato deemed it a place that they were going to be no matter what.

Cringing to herself, the little weasel continued her path. Each branch seemed quite sturdy underneath her claws and she really appreciated that. She herself didn’t have that in her right now and was quite jealous of each one. Sneasel almost wished she was a steel type right now. Her mind was rushing all over the place. Maybe a miracle could come to her? Right now though? Anything! Anything at all! She’d take it.

As she shot off another branch, she caught sight of a glowing figure in the distance. It appeared and manifested out of nothing.

Her eyes widened, ‘That’s somebody!’ She thought, zipping toward it faster than she thought possible.

Perhaps she could be truly lucky. As she got closer, the human noticed her in a flash of his red eyes. An odd pressure made her stop, clinging to the branch just above him.

Every muscle in her body had frozen up and now she was unsure, ‘WAIT! Why am I…?’ She thought, tensing up.

That’s when she’d dared look into those red orbs again. They were intense to stare into and she found herself having an ounce of fear. He was dangerous, but then his eyes brightened up as if he recognized her.

“You!” He said, Sneasel’s eyes widened again. He was speaking her language?

He continued, “Yes. You. What are you doing here? I saw you before.” Sneasel again, wanted to be a steel type right now.

She cuffed her claw over her other, speaking up, “I don’t remember ever seeing you.” She said as the person gave her a motion of his hand, indicating for her to continue and she knew she better.

There’s no time to really waste here, “Forget all that though! I need your help! My trainer is in trouble and he could die without someone there to get him on his feet.” Sneasel hopped down and bowed at the man’s feet.

“Please! Save him! He tried to do all he could!” Sneasel wailed out as the man looked down at the Pokemon who had begun to cry. He couldn’t say no, he knew better. So, he eased up on the questions besides the next one anyway.

“Is he at the inlet?” He asked as Sneasel looked up and nodded to which he let out a brief smile. Trying to comfort this Pokemon.

“Then let’s go. I saw a bit of what happened.” Sneasel was definitely intrigued by this man and followed him to make their way back to that horrible place.

The walk didn’t take nearly as long as she thought because they were already there. But how? She had no idea, but the man was already walking over to Sato. He put two fingers to the boy’s neck and found that he was having quite a bit of trouble.

Placing a hand on his chest, he gathered up psychic energy and within mere moments. Water began to flow from his mouth into a decent sized ball and was chucked promptly back into the ocean. Immediately, Sato began to look less pale and he could feel a difference in his heartbeat.

He examined the slash marks on Sato’s chest and quickly tore off the boys shirt. He cleaned the wound with psychic, picking out all the pebbles he could and then wrapped it tightly with what was left of Sato’s shirt. Then he got up, levitating the boy in his psychic grasp. Stunning Sneasel immediately. She had a feeling that he’d have to be a Pokemon.

Then Sneasel heard a crushing sound and looked to see a camera being absolutely atomized by the man. He then made his way over to Scyther, picking him out of the sandy crater. Then he’d disappear and reappear where Charmeleon was. Taking him as well. Sneasel noticed that the man was reluctant to pick up the poke balls in the area, but did it anyway. The look of disgust on his face was enough to make Sneasel back up.

Then he turned to her, “Okay. Grab my leg.” He told her to which Sneasel hesitated, but his eyes narrowed, “NOW!” She nodded immediately and came to touch his leg. He rolled his eyes and they disappeared before quickly reappearing inside what looked to be a cave.

He carefully placed Sato down before putting down each of his pokemon. Then he looked to Sneasel, “Watch after them. I’m going to get some firewood. Then we’ll wait for him to wake up. I have a lot of questions.” He said, leaving her to tend to the others.

Sneasel sat between the Pokemon and her trainer. She could only hope this stranger would come through for them.

'I've gotta handle this carefully… I haven't been able to reach Latias since that brief message she sent me before.' Latios shook his head in disdain, trying to push away any negativity that might come up.

He kept failing to do so, 'If that kid is the reason she got stolen… I'll…' A dark thought crossed his mind. He took in a breath of air and let it exhale harshly.

His mind was a stew of darker ideas, 'If she dies… I won't forgive anyone.' He had flashes of thoughts sparking in his mind.

The horrible torture she must be going through at this moment. Then a sudden bout of sight sharing took hold. He dropped the firewood as Latias's eyes became his own. He saw Bianca and Lorenzo, hearing their words.

Lorenzo's anger was palpable, "You'll never live up to your predecessor. Give up, run away just like how you do on the daily." Latias shrieked as more sparks of purple ran up her sides, but she maintained the sight share with tears running down her cheeks though it was getting blurry.

Bianca's face was contorting into something truly awful, "You're a failure, just like your Mama… You've led another human into your lives and promised the death of Altomare."

Latias tried flying away, but the apparitions followed her. Latios stood shell shocked, wishing he could do something to make these tormentors go away.

"SISTER!" He shouted knowing Latias couldn't hear him, but then she was hit with more purple shocks, stopping her mid flight. Falling to the ethereal floor, Latias squirmed in pain. Latios screamed in righteous fury and flew at the monsters that weren't his family. All in vain, but admirable in his efforts no less.

He wanted to protect her from this menace, whatever these copies were, but then as he looked up, or Latias looked up that is.

He saw an older Latias approaching them, "No…" He said, tears spilling from his own eyes, "STOP! SHE CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS!" Latios shouted to no avail.

The sight sharing was cutting in and out as he saw who he considered to be his Mama grinning horribly at his little sister, "You wondered about falling in love?" Latias tearfully nodded, but she wasn't receiving mercy, "I can tell you what happens when you love someone enough." His sister clung to these words as Latios tried to attack again only for the strike to fail and him to pass through them again.

Her Mama seemed to take pleasure in these words as she wove them, "They'll die. Even Ash will pass on eventually. Sato won't outlive you. You'll be miserable in the end just like me." She spat the last words like they were a delightful poison and the shocks once again tore at Latias. Latios saw her weakening further and his rage gave into sorrow.

Latios begged in his sister's place even though he knew these projections weren't real and couldn't hear him, "Please leave her alone… She's done nothing wrong…" He quietly begged as the vision began to fade.

When his immediate surroundings came back into focus, Latios looked around feeling immeasurably worse than before. He even forgot for the moment about his psychic abilities, choosing to take the hard route of picking each stick up by hand. Crying all the while. His blurry vision only grew, as the stack of wood in his got heavier. Latios grunted with the effort as he walked toward the cave.

He had to stop the tears, needing clarity to think. Latios was going to rescue her no matter what it took. His thoughts trailed back to stories that Mama would tell of her Brother and how courageous he had been. If push came to shove and there wasn't another option. Latios would rather see his sister live than himself, no matter what he went through.

His resolve was much stronger than it had been before, 'I will do what I must.'

His first obstacle was the boy. Whoever this was, he'd been around Latias for probably most of the morning and rest of the day. So, he'd have to have some idea why this happened. He'd better know. As he was continuing on the path back to the cave, he heard several large things approaching.

Turning quickly, he found himself face to face with some of the wild Pokemon in the area, “What do you all want?” He asked them as one of them bowed their heads.

“Humble protector of this island, I beseech you. Are you looking for information about the events that transpired here?” A Nidoking asked the red eyed human who looked away.

“Yes… Did you see everything?” Latios asked the imposing power house who nodded.

Nidoking looked toward the inlet, “We were close to the edge, but another mad Pokemon was holding us all back by himself. A fierce dragon with incredible power. It didn’t let any of us interfere with what happened in the inlet.” Nidoking stopped as Latios implored him to continue, “Well, what I did see was the lone human trying to defend the other protector of this island, but the masked man had already taken him down quickly…” Nidoking looked incredibly frustrated.

Latios felt very much the same, at the very least he knew the Pokemon they’d help train were trying to stop this thing from happening even if it amounted to nothing. It unnerved him that someone had figured out his sister so easily at the same time. He’d almost thrown the wood to the ground again, but righted it in his hands instead.

“Thanks for letting me know." Latios looked at Nidoking with an eerie smile, "I'm going to look into this further. Feel free to return to your homes." He finished leaving them to their own devices.

The arena was well formed with jagged rocks shooting up in several areas. At least for a temporary build. The crowd was fired up and the flag of Altomare flew above the main building. From the sky above, you could see a dot incoming.

The announcer rode in flying around on a Rotom powered device and raised his hands, "Hope you're all ready for the first match! Put your hands together for on the left is the Kalos League Champion, Ash Ketchum!"

Ash was invigorated as the crowd cheered for him, he waved to them unabashedly, 'Alright Ash, let's show Brock what we've learned!' Clenching his hands and looking to the other side of the arena.

The announcer then looked to the right, "Now, take a look out on this side to see Pewter City's Gym Leader, Brock!" Brock waved at Lucy specifically who watched from the sidelines.

"This is for you, Lucy!" He shouted as she cheered for him in turn.

"Give it your all and I'll make it worth your while!" Lucy exclaimed back in excitement.

Brock nodded, giving her his signature grin before turning back to Ash, "ARE YOU READY, ASH?!" He yelled at his opponent.

Ash nodded, smirking all the while, "ONLY WHEN YOU ARE!" Picking his first Pokemon just as Brock did, they tossed out their first Pokemon.

"Let's go, Torterra!" Out of the ball erupted the bulky turtle Pokemon.

"TERRA!" He shouted loudly, shaking the stadium slightly with a stomp.

On the other side, a fierce dog Pokemon faded into existence to stand as the raven haired boy realized he hadn’t seen it before. Ash was astounded by how strong it looked. He quickly pulled out his phone which doubled as a Pokedex now.

The mechanical voice spoke up, "Dusk Form Lycanroc. When properly raised from a young age, it will become a trustworthy partner that will absolutely never betray its trainer." Ash looked up, figuring that Brock had probably done just what this entry stated. He would need to handle this well.

Lycanroc gave a look that gleamed in the distance as he took in his surroundings, "Torterra, let's start this match off with Frenzy Plant!" All at once, massive vines shot out of the ground toward the dog, only for him to leap onto said vine, charging right at Torterra even when more of them leapt out of the ground trying to stop his advance.

“Lycanroc, Accelerock!" Brock commanded, swinging his arm out as Lycanroc blitzed Torterra's face with a powerful blast of earth. Torterra withstood it with ease, which surprised the dog as he bounced backward.

Ash’s smirk transitioned into a grin that caught the sunlight, “Looks like he’s stuck in the air, get a Head Smash in!”

Torterra’s skull glowed as he leapt forward, clobbering Lycanroc in the snout and sending him crashing through one of the rock pillars with a deafening collision that sent pieces of earth skittering across the arena floor. Sliding backwards a few more feet, Lycanroc halted his movement though shakily.

As Lycanroc regained his bearings Brock gave Ash a thumbs down, “Nice move, Ash! Still won’t be enough to take us down!” Brock shouted as Lucy cheered from the stand with a loud scream of excitement. Brock grinned, he’d be hearing that later so he better knock Ash out quick.

“Take advantage of your superior speed, Lycanroc!” Lycanroc nodded, tensing his muscles as he shot forward, surrounding Torterra with multiple copies of himself! Torterra looked around, but couldn’t so much as keep up with him. The crowd cheered, watching this display even though they couldn’t fully see the dog’s movements.

Ash wasn’t worried in the slightest, in fact this just made him more pumped, “Just wait it out! He won’t be able to keep this up forever!” Torterra nodded, closing his eyes and waiting for Lycanroc to come in for another strike. Ash closed his eyes, joining his Pokemon in the serenity of battle.

Latias could feel it, ‘He’s doing this again! Just like before!’ Torterra and Ash opened their eyes.

“Lycanroc, Crunch now!” Lycanroc dropped down on Torterra’s head trying to get a powerful Crunch on the vulnerable neck of Torterra, but the large turtle leapt backwards at the last moment. Misty noted that no command had been given.

Ash clenched his fist shouting another command, “Leech Seed!” Torterra roared, shooting a small seed out of his tree that struck home on Lycanroc directly as it hit the ground and growled at the large turtle who merely glared back. Small vines covered the dog and began to sap his hp much to his displeasure.

Ash was ready to have Torterra move back in to close it out, but a beam of light shot out and engulfed Lycanroc in red light before returning it to the Poke Ball. Ash looked up, seeing Brock pulling out another ball.

“Sorry Ash, but I’m not letting you get a win here!” Brock said confidently, tossing the ball into the air. Ash looked with wide eyes as Crobat made his appearance, “I’d like to see you try and handle this!”

The announcer flew just around the edge of the arena, “Looks like Brock has recalled his Lycanroc for Crobat instead! Continue the match!” His voice reverberated off the speakers causing the crowd to go wild.

Latias made her connection with Ash, 'You're doing great!' Ash gave her a thumbs up as he turned to Brock.

"You sure you don't want to switch, Ash?! I'd understand if you do!" Brock yelled, but Ash shook his head.

"Me and my Pokemon have always created a path forward! So, I'm not going to stop here!" He stomped his foot the same way Torterra did, "Let's not waste time, Frenzy Plant!" Once more, more vines began to rupture through the floor, almost creating a jungle with the old vines.

Crobat zipped and flew around each of them before making his own approach, "Try a Leech Seed when he gets close!" Brock arched an eye.

"Crobat, make quick work of the vines with an Air Cutter!" Corbat swiveled in the air as blasts of white scars tore apart each vine. Crobat gained a bit of breathing room, leaving Torterra unable to get a clear hit in.

"I'll take the initiative with a Sludge Bomb!" Brock shouted, Crobat opened his mouth, firing a barrage of poisonous balls.

"Torterra, counter with Hyper Beam!" The beam and the bombs clashed with one another causing a massive explosion in the center of the ring. Covering the area in smoke and severing Ash's connection with Torterra, he gritted his teeth.

Brock was calm and collected, he figured that he had managed to catch Torterra in his own attack. Crobat flew out the smoke cloud, looking as if it took a little damage from the explosion.

Ash clenched his fingers, anxious to see Torterra. Brock wasn't planning on giving Ash the time for that.

"Go in for consecutive Air Cutters!" Brock commanded, watching Crobat dance in the sky, delivering blow after blow into the smoke, Ash could hear it finally making contact.

"TOR! TERR!" He shouted in pain as the Air Cutter's took their toll, slamming the turtle in the forehead with razor sharp intent. Finally, he could take it no longer, with a roar of defeat its legs gave out and his eyes swirled up.

The judge floated down from the side, looking over the land turtle, only to raise a green flag for Brock, "Torterra is unable to battle! Crobat takes a victory!" Crobat joyfully flapped its wings, dancing in victory around his trainer.

"Yeah, you did great, Crobat! You think that you got more in you?" Crobat nodded as he turned to face the next potential challenge.

Ash watched the screen fade Torterra to a harsh gray as he returned him to the Pokeball, 'So, I was going to start with Pikachu… Glad I didn't. I know two of Brock's three Pokemon. Torterra did just fine to sniff them out.' He looked at his little buddy who nodded at him.

Pikachu jumped into the ring. Brock frowned deeply, 'I see… Ash is getting serious now.'

Any other Pikachu and he'd probably underestimate it. Not this one though. He returned Crobat, 'I'll match speed with speed.' Taking out Lycanroc's ball, he smiled.

"Alright Ash! Let's see how Pikachu fairs against Lycanroc!" Within seconds, the dog had hit the field, ready for its second bout. Though, it was still covered in leech seed's vines. Which immediately began to sap him once more.

The judge threw out two flags, "Let the battle recommence!"

From the stands, you could see the other trainers watching the first round with increased interest. Especially Tobias and Koro.

Tobias smiled, 'This match's finale should be well worth it. Let's see what you've got Ash.'

Koro looked conflicted, watching the display that the two trainers were putting on. He was wondering if he would even fight Ash at all. Sure, Pikachu had put up great fights in the past and hopefully this time he would pull through. Because dammit, he couldn't ignore his inner self wanting for that man to succeed. It was frustrating. Koro shook his head, trying to focus on something else. Fanboying was for losers.

Brock made the first move, "Lycanroc, get in close with Accelerock!" Just as Lycanroc disappeared, Pikachu already knew where he was.

Ash swung his left arm out, "Iron Tail!" Pikachu obliged with a jump into a quick spin right as Lycanroc appeared below in confusion.

Pikachu gave a crushing blow to Lycanroc's back. Slamming him into the earth so harshly he bounced back up. Pikachu then delivered a second mighty blow to the side that sent him crashing through another rock pillar until he hit the ground, knocked out.

Everyone in the stand was surprised. Brock was aghast at what just happened. Misty had taken two looks at Pikachu to make sure that it was the same electric rat.

Tobias frowned, 'Well, I'll be damned.'

Koro was astounded, 'Shit… I guess he is that good.'

Bianca had gotten fired up, "Yeah! That's our Pikachu! Let's go!" Latias was copying her movements, but without the added verbal statements.

Pikachu blushed at the compliments. Ash smirked, "Yep! Raised him myself!" Brock couldn't hold it against Ash to be proud of that display of power, but that was a little too fast for his taste.

Brock would have to save his ace for the final, "Alright, let's go Crobat!"

A flash of white and Crobat burst back out, though he looked a bit confused when he saw Pikachu not having taken a bit of damage. He looked back at Brock who was scratching his head with a bit too cheerful of a smile on his face.

"I'm counting on you Crobat. Lycanroc probably needs a bit more training. Haha!" Brock laughed it off as Crobat began to sweat.

"Croooo…" He trailed off, knowing what this Pikachu was capable of.

Pikachu clenched his little arms, showing off for the crowd. The judge sighed, raising a red flag, "Lycanroc is unable to battle! Pikachu is the victor! Send out your next Pokemon!" Brock nodded.

"You know what to do! Let's take that Pikachu down a notch!" Crobat nodded, if shakily and flew to his side of the battlefield.

Pikachu flexed a little, welcoming the bat to his battleground. Crobat would merely grunt in response to that challenge. Brock and Ash faced each other, one ready to try and outlast while the other wanted to end it quickly if he got the chance.

“Let’s go!” They both shouted as their Pokemon charged at one another.

Sneasel kept feeling for Sato’s pulse every few moments just to make sure he wasn’t gone already. Latios still hadn’t returned yet and she was growing increasingly more worried by the second, ‘Please don’t die… I’m sorry!’ Her thoughts were full of inner turmoil for not taking him seriously.

That’s when she saw Charmeleon start to twitch. His fire started to burn brighter on the tip of his tail. She heard him speak.

“Urgh… My head… What…” He looked over to see Sato and remembered the events that transpired, “No! SATO!” He roared, jumping up and rushing over to the side of his trainer before his passing glance caught Sneasel. Charmeleon bared his fangs at her, furrowing his brow and snorting some flames which made her visibly flinch.

“YOU! Get away from him!” He moved his tail closer to Sato, trying to warm him up. Sneasel reached out, but ultimately backed off. She deserved this…

‘It’s what I get…' Sneasel walked away as Charmeleon tended to the boy.

Scyther twitched, but still seemed restless above all else. He and Sato had probably suffered the most damage in this fight. HIs twitched awkwardly, trying to face Sato only to find that he just couldn't. Instead looking at the cave ceiling before passing out once more.

As Sneasel made her way toward the front of the cave, she could hear the ocean lapping at the front. Latios stood at the entrance, looking disheveled as ever. Yet he held quite a bit of firewood in his arms.

Sneasel was tensed up as the man seemed more desperate looking than before. There was a certain amount of anger that you didn't need to be psychic to feel. She was receiving the full effect of it which made the weasel back away from him as well.

Latios walked past her once he felt the need to move again. Each click of his shoes on the uneven stone floor was heard, making Charmeleon focus in on him too. Charmeleon growled at him, but Sneasel spoke up, "He helped us! Leave him be!" But Charmeleon snorted at her.

"And I should take any order from you?! Sneasel, you didn't do anything that got us out of that jam!" Charmeleon snarled at Sneasel. She flinched away.

He clenched his jaw, looking back at Sato, "Because you decided to do whatever you liked!" Sneasel knew he was right. She also wished she could curl up and die right now. However, the man spoke up, surprising Charmeleon.

"It's in the past, Charmeleon, if you want to save your trainer… Then let me help and if you want him to die…" Latios paused.

It gave Charmeleon a second to think as Latios continued, "Then you can stay by his side and help toward that end. Whatever happens to him, I don't care because I will still find my sister regardless." Latios said coldly to the fire lizard.

This made Charmeleon look at the man with barely disguised hatred. Yet, in some part of his mind, he couldn't deny that something compelled him to want to listen to this man. Latios approached before he even had permission. Setting the firewood down and then looking into the fire lizard's eyes as if to challenge him. A familiar feeling washed over Charmeleon in that instance and an intense pressure.

He quickly hopped back, "You! You're a legend! That's…" Latios nodded.

"Yes, now stay out of my way and let me work." He leaned down, placing a hand on Sato's forehead and then the other on the center of his chest.

Latios made sure he was steady, "Heal Pulse." He said, beginning the process of making sure Sato could recover from this damage he'd received.

Charmeleon wanted to say something, but then he looked over at the firewood. It was like a silent command from the legend. He was still frustrated and wanted to keep berating Sneasel, but he would rather be useful.

He placed several sticks together and did a light breath of flame causing the fire to light. The cave was already warming up within the next few minutes. Charmeleon tended to the fire as Latios stopped his healing process.

“Hah… I’ve done everything I can at the moment. I’ll have to leave again soon. To pick up some supplies. Can you both watch over him without starting anything?” Latios asked, looking between both the fire lizard and the little weasel.

Sneasel nodded, “I’ll do whatever I can.” While Charmeleon scoffed, Latios gave him the eye which said, “AGREE!”

Charmeleon nodded begrudgingly, “Yes… For Sato’s sake.”

Latios was satisfied with that, disappearing before them in a flash of light.

Reappearing on the outer edge of the false wall, Latios ran inside. Lorenzo was sitting to the side, enjoying the peaceful garden as he saw the still unfamiliar human form that Latios rarely ever took. It was still quite the sight. Latios also seemed to be a bit more anxious than before.

“Ah… Latios, are you okay? You left so quickly before that I was a little worried, but I couldn’t really give chase.” Lorenzo was getting older, it wasn’t something that Latios didn’t acknowledge. He was grateful that someone was worried about him. If he was the only one that worried, it’d be too emotionally draining.

Lorenzo heard his voice in his mind, ‘Lorenzo, I need to know what to do for someone who’s lost a lot of blood. I’ve done some work on him, but I fear it may not be everything I could be doing.' His mouth opened in shock.

“What?! You need to take him to the hospital or at the very least the Pokemon Center… Did you heal him yourself?” Lorenzo questioned, his heart starting to beat a tick faster.

'Yes, I used Heal Pulse. It should have stabilized him for now. I know he’ll need food. Do we have anything around here?' Latios asked, trying to think about every possibility.

Lorenzo clenched his hand, “We have a few things in the fridge at my shop. I can get you some Orange Juice, and other things I keep stocked there.” Latios nodded, anything that would get this young man back up would be a blessing even if he didn’t really care about the guy.

Lorenzo made his way back up the stairs with Latios in tow. He would speak about the day and how it had been so far, but Latios wouldn’t respond. He was too busy thinking. Every moment he was here and not doing something to further his investigation was another minute his sister was being tortured.

“Tios?” Latios heard, looking up and snapping out of the daze he was in.

'Erm… Sorry… A bit stressed and losing time…' Latios shook his head, trying to clear the myriad of thoughts still rushing through his mind.

Lorenzo coughed a little, reaching for the door and sliding it open, “It’s fine. What exactly happened to your sister though? When you left, you didn’t tell me anything.” Lorenzo gave Latios a stern stare not unlike what Mama would do if he did something wrong.

Latios grimaced, looking away from Lorenzo, 'I’ll tell you when I figure it out.' Lorenzo shook his head and stood firm.

“I can’t stand aside, Latios. Please, tell me. I want to be able to support you.” He finished as Latios gritted his teeth.

Latios couldn’t lie to him, but he didn’t want him to worry, 'I need you to understand that I’m trying to save someone’s life so I can get those details. I appreciate what you can do currently. I cannot ask more from you.'

Latios gave his full attention to Lorenzo, 'Just understand that all I need is for you to understand that.' His eyes blazed with a passion that Lorenzo had seen before.

Lorenzo cupped his forehead, moving his hand down to his beard before taking a deep breath, “You and him are just alike. Stubborn and wanting to take on a threat by yourself… I will call Bianca after this and let her know something is wrong.” He said as he went inside his gondola shop to pick out the various items mentioned before. Latios simply grunted in frustration.

If Lorenzo did contact Bianca. He wouldn't be able to resolve this issue without endangering more people. People Latios cared about. Especially Bianca, he'd like to avoid her getting involved. Though, he already knew about how his old predecessor had passed and he knew in the back of his mind that Lorenzo was correct, but that didn’t mean he had to give up on his current path. This time he’d make it work out. He heard Lorenzo shut the fridge door. This was his only shot.

He didn’t have a choice… He’d have to do something regrettable. As Lorenzo returned with the bag and passed it to Latios, he looked into Latios’s eyes with his own determined ones. Then Lorenzo felt drowsy. Sleep took hold, but he didn’t fall to the ground. Latios made sure he was alright and picked him up in a psychic hold. Looking around, he closed the door with his mind and locked up the shop before disappearing with Lorenzo.

In the garden, a familiar entity watched with disappointment heavy on his mind, but he could do nothing to stop these current events.

The battle was going well enough, Pikachu and Crobat were both toughing it out. Pikachu had managed to get a few hits in, but no thunderbolts to his chagrin. Crobat had gotten a few potshots with Sludge Bomb, but used Double Team to avoid any lightning contact. Though, the constant movement was beginning to take its toll on both Pokemon. They panted heavily, trying to gain some ground.

"Hey! Stop flying away!" Pikachu shouted at the bat who simply grunted.

"No! I'm not letting you hit me!" Crobat yelled back.

To Brock and Ash it was just a cacophony of, "Chu Pikas!" alongside "Ba Cros!". Ash kinda wished he could fully understand them. The two Pokemon seemed frustrated with one another.

Brock had watched and made the correct moves so far. He'd worn down Pikachu considerably with Crobat's Sludge Bombs spreading poison on the ground. Yet he also knew that Crobat was suffering from all the methodical movement and the few licks Pikachu had inflicted.

'We just have to outlast Pikachu… If we can, my ace can take over from there.' Brock looked over at Ash, 'Sorry Ash, I'm going to beat you.' Ash watched him from his side with just as much fervor.

'Pikachu is being worn down, I don't think he'll be able to take much more.' Ash gritted his teeth, a familiar flame burning brightly in his heart, 'But we've both been through adversity before…'

Pikachu looked over at a rock jutting from the ground, one of the ten left that hadn’t been destroyed. He took a split second to look back at Ash as if to communicate that he was about to do something reckless. It only took Ash nodding to make Pikachu smirk.

Ash smirked, turning his hat backwards, “Alright, no holding back! Pikachu, take out Crobat!” Pikachu sped off with a quick attack toward the rock eager to test out his last attempt to bring the battle in Ash’s favor.

Brock returned the grin with an eager smile, “Crobat, give chase and Sludge Bomb!” Crobat zoomed toward Pikachu while still maintaining a safe distance. Shooting off several blasts of poison that all missed the mark. Pikachu however, wasn’t intending to miss as he shot up the side of the rock formation that made the world turn upside down for the speeding rat.

When Brock realized what the mouse was doing he shouted, “Crobat, back off!” Yet, it was already too late!

“Iron Tail!” Ash shouted, as Pikachu jumped backwards, still flying at a high velocity to strike Crobat right in the center of his skull. Crobat had made a last ditch effort, firing off a Sludge Bomb right as Pikachu struck. Both Pokemon took the attacks head on as each of them hit the ground and were unable to battle.

As the judge floated down to confirm the double knockout, Ash and Brock proceeded to return their Pokemon. Well, Ash had to run out and pick up Pikachu, but that's besides the point. As he walked back to his side, Ash gently put Pikachu in his backpack to let him rest. He then turned back to face Brock who was already facing him with determination.

“Will the challengers bring out their last Pokemon?!” The judge echoed as Ash and Brock took out their final Poke Balls. Wanting to finish on a high note, these two combatants threw out their Pokemon. Two flashes of light later would reveal Greninja and Swampert. The end was in sight.

Chapter Text

Inside an office space resided a man shrouded in shadows. Looking at the Dark Ball as it worked its magic. Though, he could tell that something was wrong.

“Damn! It’s taking longer than it should…” The Dark Ball merely sat on his desk, sparking every few moments.

When he had captured his other Pokemon with them, it didn’t take nearly as long to subjugate their minds, but this Latias was resisting. Her willpower must be incredibly strong.

He pondered, 'She is a legend… Maybe that Masked Marauder was just exaggerating the power of the Dark Ball.' In the background, the TV he had was playing the battle of Ash Vs Brock.

He moved his eyes to that, placing both his hands together, clasping them, 'The battle is coming down to the wire. What will you do, Ash?'

As the camera cut from them, he also caught sight of Koro. Even for that split second, The man saw doubt on his hired help's face. It disgusted him to know that the one person he put his money on was still awestruck by Ash. It made him tighten his hands.

'As for you Koro… Can you pull off your greatest win again?'

Turning away, the man looked at the other screen. It was playing black noise and what he had witnessed had excited him.

'Latios has shown up.' Taking another moment to watch the small sparks shine off the Dark Ball, he smirked.

'Everything will fall into place, then I can formally take revenge on Ash. I'll torture him until he begs for me to end it.' His goals were cemented in his mind and the man's resolve wouldn't allow for him to stray from the path.

'Now, how far could you possibly run, Latios?' He knew for a fact that if he saved Sato and his Pokemon, it couldn't be too distant, 'Wherever you go, I'll find you.'

Deep inside the darkness, Latias floated through. She desperately tried to find a way to free herself, but the inky black void constantly tore at her. A spark would fire off and her mind would be set ablaze with pain.

Latias suffered through the intense electricity, ‘Please… Brother… I’ve tried reaching you, but…’ Latias' tears were dried up at this point.

Everywhere she'd run dark distorted beings were dredging themselves to the surface. The memories of people she'd helped, attacking her, trying to overwhelm her psyche. Determined to tear her down and smash out the blazing light within.

All she wanted was to go home and forget all this pain. She closed her eyes. Home. Home? Home!

The sounds of calming ocean water flowing back and forth filled her senses. Latias felt a gentle heat pass over her form. The wind caressed her body, making it appear more vibrant when all these factors combined.

She found herself looking over the horizon of Altomare after opening her eyes. The shocks had seemingly left and she still knew it had to be a lie. She couldn't help but smile anyway, flying around in a circle and then blasting through the city.

Latias saw just how deserted it was, her mind was quickly degrading. Not a soul would rush out from the twisting bends of the intricate city. She got close to the canals, but the water didn't ripple.

A miserable rush of emotion was torrential in its output. Going through her mind, frustrating her to no end and making a mockery of her love for this city.

'I want to save myself… I want to save everyone… I need help… Sato…' She wanted to see him again.

The sparks were returning in greater force. Latias or Benihime. Whoever she wanted to be felt the intensity driving higher than before. She let out horrid noises and screams as Latias closed her eyes tightly taking the attacks.

Benihime opened her eyes and then noticed something far more horrific than an empty town. Just like the stories she'd been told. The ending had begun.

A giant tsunami had come to swallow the city. Latias made an alarmed noise, freaking out and heading to where she was sure everyone would be. Only to see them all standing on the coastline.

As the watery doom cut through the ocean, Latias reached out to her family and friends. However, they all looked at peace. They were ready to accept an end to the suffering. Latias was hit by the shocks, but she powered through it. She would save them and herself!

'Mama?! Bianca! We need to go! Lorenzo? Brother…' She had floated to them all. Not a single one did anything. Tormenting her by just standing there. Watching death rush toward them unabated.. She knew this wasn’t real! She just had to get out! Latias felt a tap on her shoulder.

That touch was already familiar. Latias had just felt those hands an hour ago. Turning, she saw Sato with fresh cuts across his torso. Beni's pupils shrunk, horrified as he fell forward into her arms.

'SATO!'

That's when she noticed her body had changed. Sato's agony filled expression brought fresh tears out as she started to shudder. Breaking down while Sato bled onto her dress.

"Beni… hime…" He croaked out, trying to cling to her tightly as his chest expanded with the difficulty of breathing.

Benihime hugged him close, trying to use Heal Pulse, but it didn't work. She saw the wounds get deeper and deeper. The stains on her own clothing grew and grew. Beni's breathing was becoming more labored by the second.

'I'm hurting him! No… I'm killing him!' Some small part of her wanted to shout that it wasn't real! She knew this, but seeing Sato's face contorted as it was even after knowing him for such a short amount of time still scared her. It was like tearing out her own heart.

"Beni… Give up…"

Benihime was shocked, her mouth agape as the words spilled out of Sato's mouth. He struggled to stand, looking into her eyes with his pleading gaze.

"I need you to stay here. I don't want to drown cold and alone..." Benihime realized that the tsunami was still coming. It was taking even more mass. Swallowing entire boats into its bloated self. If she stayed here, she would meet a watery grave. Still, she didn't want to leave Sato here.

'I want to save him!' She knew this wasn't real! That's when the sudden touch of his lips on hers froze Beni up even more.

As the shocks coursed up her body and Sato pulled her down. Benihime and Latias collectively surrendered to the end. It crashed down and took everything to the bottom of the ocean. The world was murky, the sun barely shimmered as the tears she shed were taken by the salty water.

Greninja and Swampert stood on opposite sides of the battlefield. Each one taking in their surroundings, awaiting the commands of their respective trainer’s. Ash shook with anticipation for this final clash. Brock was ready for the battle of a lifetime. Being the first matchup meant nothing to two trainers like this.

Ash tightened his grip on the front of his hat, twisting it backward, “Alright Greninja! Let’s go!” Greninja nodded, summoning two kunais, flipping one backwards and inviting Swampert to get close.

Swampert and Brock smirked, “Let’s get things started! Swampert, earthquake!” Swampert slammed the ground with all his force causing it to rumble with effort before crumbling up beneath and around Greninja who leaped into the air.

Brock punched the air before crossing his arms to his front, “Ice Punch!” Swampert leapt at Greninja, who fell back to the uneven earth below, but stabbed with his first kunai into the frozen fist, using it as a point to move straight past Swampert. The mixed typing bellowed in pain as its knuckles were graced with what equated to a giant splinter. Gripping its clenched hand, he turned back to find Greninja rushing toward him.

Ash thrust his arm to the side, “Double Team followed by Night Slash!” All at once, Greninja became many different clones that surged in number, confusing the Swampert. Each one of them manifests dark energy into black kunais. Half of them jumped on the gigantic vines created by Torterra earlier while a good portion of the copies leapt high into the sky.

Swampert couldn’t believe the size of the cloud of darkness. The black energy in each Greninja’s hands seemingly helps to blot out the sunlight itself. Even Brock looked worried.

“G- Get out of there, Swampert! Waterfall!” He shouted as Swampert nodded, quickly regaining his bearings and summoning a large body of water beneath him that rushed in the air much to Greninja’s surprise. Swampert got closer and closer looking on as most of the clones were swallowed by the water.

Greninja merely focused as he closed in on Swampert, “GRENINJA!” He shouted, Swampert covered himself with both arms as the Night Slash slashed up the side. Greninja ended up falling into the water as some blood was drawn from the mud fish’s arms.

“Swampert, Ice Punch the Waterfall!” Brock yelled, confidently smirking as his Pokemon obliged with a heavy frigid blow, creating an icy tower that spread over half the battlefield in a sheet of ice. Ash was astounded, seeing Swampert standing at such a height.

He could also feel Greninja’s very being stuck below the ice. Ash winced, he tried to come up with an idea to free Greninja, but Brock was already on top of it.

“Let’s use Earthquake on the ice, Swampert!” Brock commanded, as Swampert utterly crushed the ice beneath him. Leaping away, the sheet ripped open into heavy shards. Ash could only watch as it rained down on the battlefield. Greninja felt the powerful quake and even as the shattered remains of the ice shot toward him with painful stabs, his focus was intensifying.

Glowing pulsations of red energy warped his form as two conscious combined. Through this hellish battlefield, Greninja saw his opponent.

“Greninja!” Ash shouted as the rush of emotions rippled out, surging toward the only other recipient who could match him being Greninja. Brock watched, anticipating that the pressure weighing him down was a terrifyingly strong opponent waiting from beneath that shrapnel like ice.

Brock called out to his Pokemon, "Move back, Swampert! Somethings not right!"

Swampert acknowledged it, sweat dripping down his own forehead as he retreated a bit further away. All at once, the ice blasted back into the sky as a grandiose display of water burst high into the air. A glow shines from within the water at the very bottom.

Power boisterously grew from that singular spot as the water began to conform to that area. Brock realized that if he didn't get a move on himself, the match would already be over.

He looked at Swampert, "Let's go! Mega Evolve!" He tapped the Mega Stone circlet on his wrist. Energy poured out, rippling from both himself and Swampert's stone. As soon as the lights touched, Swampert's body morphed, muscles in his arms expanded.

The excess power feed back changed the shape of the very earth beneath him as he grew. Leaning forward with a more threatening pose was Mega Swampert, ready to fight as a red gleam was seen from within the water.

Greninja threw both his arms outward, causing the water to mold itself into a giant shuriken placed onto his back. The full reveal of Greninja made the crowd erupt into a loud assortment of yells. Greninja and Mega Swampert looked side to side, seeing all the people waiting while cheering for their intense battle.

Ash felt like he’d waited a long while for a real fight from Brock. As he stood across from his friend, no… Rival. He could feel the same sentimentality being thrown back his way. Both of them had been through thick and thin together. This was just another challenge.

Ash didn’t need to say anything, Greninja could feel the rising need to attack. Mega Swampert was feeling the same way. The bonds between Trainer and Pokemon were going to be tested in this short bout. A rush of endorphins fueled them both as they willed a clash to happen.

In the same moment, both Pokemon collided with the other! Breaking the arena floor with their mutual strength. Greninja materialized two kunai and began to slash in great arcs at his opponent. However, each Night Slash broke upon contact with Swampert’s thick hide much to Greninja’s surprise.

Brock grinned, “Take advantage of it, Ice Punch!” Swampert jumped forward as Ash smirked.

Greninja took the shuriken off his back, and let it take the blow instead of himself. Brock gasped in shock! The shuriken froze as Greninja took off in a desperate bid for a large vine.

“Give chase, Swampert!” Swampert nodded and started running toward the fleeing Pokemon.

Greninja looked back, as Ash moved in sync with him, ‘Run up the vine and we’ll execute a counter attack!’ Leaping onto the vine, Greninja proceeded to do just that. Shifting his weight, he threw the frozen shuriken straight at Swampert who jumped to the side.

“Yeah, great dodge Swampert! Waterfall!” However, Swampert was caught up when the shuriken hit the ground, exploding into shards of ice that struck his hide.

“Double Water Shuriken!” Swampert’s immediate surprise was taken up by the frog’s twin attack smashing into him, causing a huge explosion to overtake the mudfish.

The powerful water attack sent him flying back, “Night Slash!” Greninja spawned two kunai and shunted them at his opponent. Greninja was satisfied when the attacks planted firmly stabbing Swampert’s thick arms while he was caught off guard. However, the mudfish ignored the pain and chose to keep his eye on Greninja.

Quickly making his way to the top of the vines, Greninja stopped to look over the battlefield. Calculating it just right, he figured that his best option was for an all out offense. Ash nodded, understanding what was to come next. Swampert saw Greninja who had leapt down from the tops of the vines, “Double Team!” Ash shouted as the sky filled with Greninjas.

Brock grunted, “Waterfall again!” Swampert nodded, creating a gale of water that rose as he swam into it. Eager to meet the flying frog midway, Swampert grunted in exertion. Brock was prepared for this, his ultimate move would surely end it.

“Greninja, Water Shuriken! The big one!” Clenching his fingers, Ash raised his hand above his head. All at once, the clones disappeared, leaving Greninja exposed as he and his trainer’s movements were in perfect sync. The ultimate Water Shuriken expanded into an orange mass above Greninja’s ahead.

Swampert was already there though directly in front of him, “DO IT NOW! SUPERPOWER!” Brock shouted, watching as a large yellow glow began to expand all around Swampert. The energy superseded the Waterfall, dispersing it all around. Greninja threw the shuriken as Superpower collided with his body. Swampert took the entirety of the shuriken as both Pokemon were caught in a massive explosion that shone so brightly it even overtook the sun itself!

The two opponents flew out of the explosion and hit the floor of the arena with resounding crashes. Brock and Ash watched in suspense as even the audience gasped in surprise. Some cheered loudly despite the shocking twist. This battle was only a first round fight and was already so intense!

Ash hit the ground, landing on his knees as his body took the pain that Greninja felt, “GGGHNNAHH!” He screamed out, breathing heavily as the shooting agony took its course.

‘Bianca! I’ve gotta do something for him!’ Latias practically shouted into her head.

Bianca shook her head, “We’re not allowed to go into the arena. We have to wait.” She clenched her chest, trying to stop her own heart from beating out of her chest in worry.

Misty looked over at Bianca, “As much as I hate to say it, that’s true. We need to wait.” However, Latias scrunched her nose at that. Seeing as he hadn’t gotten up yet, the dragoness in human form decided to take matters into her own hands.

Not being able to handle watching Ash be in so much pain. Jumping up, she made her way through the crowd. Getting to the stairs and rushing down them to hop over the barricade, touching down on the ground. Before finally running over to comfort Ash who was still doubled over.

‘Ash! Are you okay?!’ She asked, bending down to touch him, but Ash refused her touch by swinging his arm out. Gripping his midsection, Ash got up albeit shakily.

Looking over to Latias, Ash smiled, “It’s alright… It’s just how our connection works…” Latias was still visibly worried as the judge floated overhead.

He looked over the area, but couldn’t make heads or tails of anything clear, “It seems as though both Pokemon are down, but without a clear vantage point due to the smoke! I’ll hold off on the ruling!”

Floating down to Ash’s side, the judge looked over at Latias, “Since you’re not participating in this battle ma’am. Unless Ash has an objection, I’ll require you to go back to the stands.” But Ash shook his head.

“S- She’s fine to stay.” Ash said, as Latias reached around his shoulder, trying to support him.

The judge sighed, but allowed it. Turning away and flying high into the air. He disappeared from their view as Latias rubbed Ash’s side. Ash had to admit, it was nice that she came in his time of need. His focus turning back to the battlefield, he waited for Greninja to move.

Lucy had been silently cheering for Brock, but was now cupping her hands and hoping that Swampert would make it onto his feet. Tobias tapped his shoulder impatiently, eager to see where this would go. Koro merely shook his head, watching in disdain.

Misty sighed, taking in the battle with both interest and fret, ‘Ash and Brock really trained their Pokemon well. Who’s going to make it out though?’ Placing her hands together, Misty wished for Ash to make it through.

Bianca watched Latias, wondering if she should have done the same. Hoping that Ash didn’t think any less of her, Bianca hoped for Greninja to get back on his feet and close it out for Ash.

Latios felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. He didn’t like what he’d done. He silently apologized while putting Lorenzo on the couch in the living room of his own home. Latios hoped that his caretaker would understand his reasoning later. Yet, he had an idea what was coming his way when the inevitable dropping of all this information would come about.

‘Mama is going to whip my ass…’ Latios struggled to think of a way out of that future dystopian timeline. He definitely didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that, but maybe it was for the greater good. A sacrifice he’d be willing to make. The word “willing” being vaguely true at best. Latios shuddered in disdain.

‘I’ll have to just hope for mercy. I’ve gotta go.’ Making sure to check the contents of the bag one more time and give Lorenzo a once over, Latios confirmed that it would be exactly what he needed before teleporting off.

Sneasel sat at the entrance of the cave, idly wasting away and hoping that Latios would return soon. Her mind was still chaotic with thoughts buzzing through it like a swarm of angry Beedrills. Practically beating herself up over the details that kept reminding her of each and every second of the fight that had transpired not long ago.

She pulled her legs closer till her knees touched her forehead, crying and gasping away while shaking. The little weasel’s sharp bladed hands were tempted to claw herself, but something in the back of her mind kept her from doing so. Sneasel could feel Charmeleon’s glare practically burning the back of her skull.

‘What do I do now?’ More questions had surfaced up. The obvious ones being, “Would he accept me back?” or “Would he release her into the wild?”. She certainly had no want for that. Sneasel detested the wilds at this point having grown around her trainer for a while. Though, he’d never quite understood what she wanted.

Sneasel loved to battle, it was the one thing she woke up for. Sato was more than gracious enough to allow her the opportunity for all of that. In her head was this lingering doubt though. It pushed her to believe he wasn’t fit to be the leader. Her original trainer had been incredible. Then she was traded away to his little brother who wasn’t as strong.

It bothered her more than she’d like to admit. Sneasel hated it. No, she didn’t hate Sato for it, but his older brother hadn’t cared about her feelings on the matter whatsoever. He had just decided to leave her with him. That was the end of it. At least, on that side of things.

A few years would pass, but things never got better. When Sato finally went out on his journey, eager to be just like his hero. Professor Elm didn’t have a Pikachu, but pointed him in the direction of Charmander instead. Saying he could pull some strings and telling him of when Ash came through with his Charizard. The light in Sato’s eyes was infectious, but Sneasel would try to ignore it, choosing to think of her own misery instead.

So, when he got that Charmander. Sato decided to use him more often. Not only was she seeing the light of day less and less. Things were starting to add up. Maybe Sato never wanted her either. It just made sense. He had obviously only gone with the trade because he looked up to his brother. So, when they finally made it to Violet City. She had expected it to go just the same.

So, when she saw the light again, it made her understandably confused, “Sneasel?”

She looked up at him, seeing the unconfident Sato looking at her like she was his only lifeline made Sneasel sneer at him, “I need you to battle with me… I don’t think we can take on Falkner without you.”

She looked around, seeing the rest of his team. They looked ready to pass out. If she was his last hope. Sneasel would at the very least need to see what was in it for her. She turned, looking at her opponent, seeing a Xatu staring them down.

‘Great. A potential challenge.’ Sneasel kind of liked these odds, no she wouldn’t do it for Sato. This was all for her.

Padding onto the battlefield, she grinned eagerly. Sato looked so relieved to see her stepping up for him. Oh, the poor child was about to witness hell.

Sneasel brandished her claws threateningly, her eyes gleamed malice at her opponent. Xatu was sweating ever so slightly, turning back to his trainer.

Falkner merely gave a few words of encouragement. That didn’t assuage Xatu's feelings at all. It just pushed them toward the forefront of his mind.

Turning back to his opponent, he shot toward her. Sneasel stood there, awaiting his arrival. When at last, Sato would call out, “Ice Beam!”

Even Xatu had decided to dodge at the last moment, but was surprised when nothing happened.

He wouldn't have to feel surprised for very long. Falkner tried to shout, but it was too late. A powerful night slash sliced up Xatu's side.

The totem bird squawked in agony as Sneasel slashed two, three, and even four more times. Even when he had hit the ground and was trying to be returned. She just continued mercilessly. Sneasel's thirst for a real battle dominated her senses!

Falkner raised his voice, screaming out, "STOP HER NOW!"

Sneasel raised her claws again and raked them through Xatu’s feathers, drawing blood from her enemy. As she pushed forward, Sneasel saw not Xatu, but her former trainer looking back up at her. Holding his hands up, scared out of his wits and begging for her to stop. As she went for another strike, the world disappeared for her.

Sato had returned Sneasel as Falkner rushed to his Pokemon. Trying to render aid to him, but finding that Xatu was far more damaged than a potion could help. Returning him quickly and turning to Sato, he shook his head in disdain.

Walking over to him, Falkner stopped next to Sato. Knowing he couldn't deny victory thanks to the league's rules. He threw the badge in front of the child who was kneeling in disbelief as it clattered on the floor.

Falkner grit his teeth, “If that’s how you like to win… Don’t show your face here again…” The gym leader ran out, leaving Sato looking at the badge with tears running down his face.

Even as Sato slept, his unconscious mind had brought up that same memory. It was almost as if he was living his worst nightmares beside Sneasel. He even tossed and turned, causing Charmeleon to try and hold down his master. It scared the fire lizard to see him like this.

He turned, seeing Sneasel still at the front on lookout duty, 'If it wasn't for her… We'd be fine…' He was stressed as all hell, but then he heard a poke-ball scraping the cave floor. The rattling burst it open and a flash of light graced the area.

Charmeleon let go of his anger rather quickly upon seeing Miltank shape into existence, "Miltank?" The response he got was a subdued nod.

Miltank clopped up, putting a hoof on Charmeleon's shoulder, "It's okay baby… Wish I could've been there to help you." She said comfortingly as Charmeleon leaned into her touch.

"It's like you know me so well… Though I'm surprised you knew what happened…" Charmeleon asked, holding her while making sure to maintain his close watch on Sato.

Miltank smiled, "I've just read your patterns."

She then sighed, "As for knowing what happened. It was weird, something just showed me memories of the event." The soothing nature of the motherly Miltank let Charmeleon relax and he nuzzled her affectionately which made her blush lightly.

Charmeleon thought the explanation of hers was sound enough. If that Legend was as strong with psychic abilities as he appeared to be, then he could have done just that. His stomach felt a bit lighter than it had been the last little while.

"I really wish you had been there too… Maybe things would have turned out for the better…" Charmeleon closed his eyes, clutching his claws against his chest and Miltank felt the world for him.

"Oh baby…" She lightly whispered, holding him tighter than before. Everyone had moments of weakness. That was just how it was. The thing Charmeleon was sure of the most was that he really loved her more than he let on. She was someone he could confide in. That meant alot to the fire lizard.

As for Sato, things were pretty awful. His fever dreams kept bringing up horrible moments from within his life until he couldn't see anything but an inky black void. Turning to and fro, he felt an ominous presence lurking all around him. It scared him.

"Hello?! Hey!" He shouted to no avail.

The world was quiet, eerily so. It was getting colder too. Sato grasped his own shoulders, rubbing them up and down. A sudden spark of light emitted from one area and it made him run toward it. It was gone as he got closer.

Sato frowned, 'That was warm… Where did it go?' A path began to form directly under his feet. It was made of yellow bricks and directed him to move forward.

Sato cautiously stepped on it, only to find it was dragging him forward at a breakneck speed. The unknown force stopped once he hit the edge of it. Looking into the deep chasm below, he forced himself backward, slipping and landing on his back.

"Sato… Sato. Sato!" The voice would change from loving, to monotone, and then scream his name as if she was in agony. She?

His eyes widened, "Benihime?!" He shouted, jumping up and rushing toward the edge of the proverbial cliff. His arms spread wide, falling and uncaring of his end if only to see her one more time. What he saw was horrifying to him. Latias floated still out of reach as he fell toward her.

Half her body contorted into the Benihime he knew. Both sides wanted to reach for him and Sato thought he'd finally be able to grasp them any second now, but it was all for naught. Beni and Latias disappeared as the floor took their place. Closing his eyes, Sato accepted it. Knowing he'd never see her again.

The wind seemed to stop. Opening his eyes, Sato saw that he was suspended in midair. He couldn't turn or move so much as even a little bit. Sato panicked slightly as his body began to flip around. He heard several steps echoing in the distance. Seeing a man he was unfamiliar with currently approaching him, Sato prepared for the worst.

“I’ve been watching for a few minutes now. Sato, you leaped into the depths for my Sister not caring for your own safety. Why?” The man asked as Sato shook slightly.

“Y- Your Sister?! That means…” He trailed off, not needing to complete that sentence. Sato looked down in frustration, “This is a nightmare, isn’t it?” He asked the man who nodded lightly.

The man’s piercing red glare caught Sato’s gaze, “It is. For all intents and purposes. Your body is dealing with the hell it’s been put through. I’ve been trying to save you for the past while.” Turning to take in the scenery, he sighed.

“It’s something else when the mind puts you in a prison worse than hell after you’ve already faced a horrid fate.” The man said, trying to figure a way out of the dark pit.

Sato had another question aching in his forethought, “You’re Latios then?! Right?!” He shouted a bit louder than he had anticipated.

The man studied the boy for a moment before nodding, “Yes, no point in denying it. That much is true. Since I’ve answered your question, I’ve got one for you.” Latios said as Sato listened intently.

Latios walked over to Sato, “When you wake up. I want to know if you’ll be truthful with me? As of now, what I’ve witnessed here has given me reason to trust you. So, will you?” He asked as Sato nodded without hesitation.

“Of course! I told Benihime if I ever got to meet you, I’d want to impress! I don’t want to let you down if I can help it!” Sato said quickly, surprising Latios.

In fact, it made the man think back to Ash Ketchum almost and Mama. This familiar thought was making him realize something more was afoot. He looked at Sato with a degree of anger. Even though the boy’s answers had been more than satisfactory. There was a pit in his own stomach that made him wonder just how far Sato’s feelings ran.

‘That was something… No doubt.’ That thought alone had scared the older brother.

Latios turned away from Sato, “What I can do is free you from this nightmare for the time being. I’ll see you when you’re ready.” Sato was left alone at that moment.

Sato would await the time he could finally meet Latios face to face.

The crowd watched with bated breath. All eyes on the two spots where the Pokemon touched down. So far, neither one has moved. Ash could still feel the connection with Greninja and that confirmed that that watery ninja was just fine. Vice versa could be said for Brock. Swampert hadn’t fallen out of his mega form yet. Which meant their fighting spirit was still high.

Latias gripped him tightly, ‘So, it’s not over yet?’ She asked Ash who confirmed it with a thumbs up.

‘No, we're coming to the true finale. Though, it might be down to whoever can stay up longest. I doubt either of us can pull off any more massive moves at this point.’ Ash returned as Latias felt him tap her lightly, making her let go of Ash so he could stand on his own.

Which is when Greninja picked himself at the same time as Swampert. Both Pokemon gave off a loud battle cry before giving each other a wearied glare. Swampert grunted as he got into position, gripping the ground beneath his fins. Greninja brought out two Night Slash kunais and leaned forward. Both of them seemed shaky at best.

“YEAH! THAT’S MY BROCK! HARD AS ROCK!” Lucy shouted from the stands as Brock grinned awkwardly.

He waved at Lucy before turning back to Ash, “LET’S GET IT DONE!” Brock shouted as Ash smirked eagerly.

Greninja ran at Swampert, trying to get in some clean slices, but a frigid Ice Punch would catch the frog on his side. Just barely scraping Greninja and making him leap backward. Going on the offensive, Swampert unleashed a few punches. Greninja blocked one with a kunai, but the other rather solidly hit his torso.

Latias felt Ash slump down slightly as a short pained breath escaped his body. Thankfully for both him and Greninja, it hadn’t been an ice punch. Gritting his teeth, Ash stood back up as did Greninja who’s eyes were still focused. Swinging his right arm out and flinging his weapon, the kunai hit home. Being struck in the head, Swampert felt an intense bout of pain himself.

“Swam!” He roared, trying to stay up.

“That’s the way, Swampert. Let’s break through and defeat my friend!” Brock said a bit too intensely.

Latias did her best to support Ash who returned Brock’s sentiment, “Same goes for me! Let’s do our best, Greninja!”

Shooting forward, both Pokemon clashed. Exchanging blows, Greninja avoided the ones he could, but took more and more damage as the fight continued. The same could be said for Swampert. Even as the sun began to dip out of the sky. The two Pokemon stood, panting incredibly hard.

Ash was feeling all the fatigue and anguish coming from Greninja, not to mention his own body about ready to give out, ‘Not much longer…’

Brock was sweating, there wasn’t a single command that he could make. He knew that Swampert had reached his limit. The same could be said for Greninja. The fight was getting more physical as the only thing keeping them going was adrenaline.

In the tops of the stands, Tobias watched with increasing difficulty. Sweat ran down his forehead, the battle had been going on for what seemed like three or four hours. How much stamina did they have left? His wonders kept growing which each successive hit.

‘So, Ash has become this strong? Even my legendary Pokemon might have trouble with him.’ Tobias was slightly worried, but he’d maintain his composure. Even the gym leader Brock might be a worthy challenge himself.

Koro turned, leaving as Tobias looked over at him, “You’re not going to finish watching this?” He asked him as Koro shrugged.

“I’ve gotta prepare for my match. I’ve spent all the time I can gathering info. It’s not even a fight anymore. It’s only stamina. I doubt many others are going to get to this point.” Koro said, waving nonchalantly while heading out the back.

Tobias shook his head. Wanting to see the outcome first hand.

Misty was trembling and biting her thumb in anticipation, she’s never seen such raw fighting ability coming from either of her friends. It was eye opening to see how far they had both gone. When she had left them, she had vowed to work on herself and push through any challenge that might come her way. To that end, Misty felt she had succeeded.

‘If there’s anything more than this, Swampert and Greninja might just fall from pure exhaustion. It would be a tie.’ Misty thought, trying to hope for the best ending, but not sure which she would prefer more.

Bianca had taken to being in the same predicament as Misty by this point. The fight had been drawn out. She’d like to see an ending if nothing more than to ease the pain of both Ash and Greninja. It hurt her to keep watching this struggle.

‘Please let it end…’

Latias was shouldering just as much of the burden. Hearing Ash’s pained groans anytime Greninja got hit wasn’t getting any easier. She knew better than to stop them though. This was a fight between rivals. Just like her battle with Bayleef a day or so back. Getting in their way would be pointless.

Greninja tried forming a new kunai, but it dissipated just as suddenly as it had appeared. Swampert was trying his best to do another Ice Punch for real, but his fists wouldn’t freeze. The ice itself just melted away. Heavy huffs and puffs were becoming the norm for these two battle hardened Pokemon.

‘Try one more hit, Greninja!’ Ash communicated through their connection to which Greninja nodded.

“Get in one more punch, Swampert!” Brock shouted as Swampert grunted with effort.

Greninja stumbled forward, ready to deliver another blow, but Swampert would meet him. Their fists tapped against one another without much of a sound to accompany it. Greninja and Swampert looked into each other’s eyes. Swampert smiled, as his fist lowered and he hit the ground. The mega evolution faded away with a hissing sound and glow of light. Greninja looked over his opponent, bowing lightly in a show of respect.

The judge looked on in awe, almost forgetting to make the ruling until his mind caught up, “OH! THIS UNBELIEVABLE MATCH HAS FINALLY COME TO A CLOSE! ASH IS VICTORIOUS!” He shouted almost manically into the mic which set it in for the audience as well. It started with a slow clap that became a vast section of noise congratulating the two combatants.

Then the cheering out shined even that.

For Ash, it was surreal. He never expected to get a win over Brock. Not legitimately. The sounds of the crowd were background noise that he was completely cutting out by this point. Brock smiled, returning Swampert. Greninja was still feeling the fatigue. Which he made all the more obvious by sitting down and crossing his legs.

Latias held onto his side as Ash bayed her to help him walk over to Greninja. Brock was approaching them of his own volition. Once they all met on the battlefield. Brock thrust his hand out to which Ash gripped it and they shook.

Brock’s smile transformed into a grin, “Bout time you made it.”

Ash started chuckling, “Glad to make you proud.” He returned as the camera caught it live. If the crowd couldn’t go anymore wild, they were proving it wrong this moment. As the moon began to rise, the climactic battle of Ash Vs Brock would finally be at an end.

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The crowd remained wild as the next battle commenced. Latias led Ash into the makeshift building before turning into one of the smaller rooms. Once inside, she sat him down causing Ash to wince, feeling the broken ribs jostle around slightly.

"Hey, be careful! That hurt!" Ash said with a pained frown making Latias trill unhappily.

'You should be more careful!' Latias retorted.

She reached down, grabbing the hem of Ash's shirt. Latias gently pulled up the fabric. Stopping to admire the cut abs at the bottom of his torso. She shook her head, beating back less appropriate thoughts. Gulping instead, she continued, but Ash chuckled weakly.

"Guess you've got other things on your mind." Ash stated wearily. Latias narrowed her eyes in response.

'If you'd look out for your own health, we wouldn't have to do this.' Latias began to inspect him once the rest of the shirt came off.

Latias saw a damaged area and let out a cry of distress at it. Reaching out, she tapped it lightly as Ash's pain intensified causing him to jerk away under her touch.

'Oh! Sorry. Let me try again. I'll be gentle.' Latias cooed as Ash nodded a little reluctantly.

Latias replaced her hand back in the same spot softly, Ash twinged again. A blue light emitted from her palm which soothed Ash causing him to lean into it. The bruised and purplish skin began to brighten considerably. His breathing also relaxed.

Latias sighed, 'You'll be feeling a few quick successions of pain in a moment.' She warned him, making the healing light intensify.

He appreciated her efforts, jolting once his first broken rib snapped back together. Grunting harshly, Ash let out a heavy breath of pain. This kind of damage could only have been dealt by a great opponent. Brock definitely put a lot of effort into Swampert's training. Battling with Greninja usually took a heavy toll and Ash found himself surprised by how much more it was this time.

He'd done it multiple days during the tournament in Kalos and even that was a pretty horrific trial run. Alain had been one of toughest matches of all time.

Looking over to Latias, Ash smiled, "Sure wish I had you there before in Kalos." He jerked once his body took on another Heal Pulse, "Sure would've made things easier… I was fighting Lysandre with so much pain running through my body…" He finished, slightly hoarse with the effort.

Ash was told that he'd slept multiple days during the time afterward. Now he could guess why because even at this very moment, he very much wanted to pass out. Ash had unfinished business though and asked Latias if she had the potential to heal him. She agreed with no protest after his last performance.

Latias smiled, moving backward after feeling satisfied with her work, 'There… That should keep you going. I wanna recommend that you shouldn't use Greninja in your next round though…' She really didn't want to see him get hurt again.

Ash began to move his arm like a windmill, forward and in reverse before giving a thumbs up, "Heh! Thanks Latias! Now c'mere…" He turned to Latias and pulled her in for a quick kiss.

Latias leaned into it a bit more than she had intended and shoved her tongue in his mouth, pushing him back slightly, 'You know… We've got some time.' Latias suggested to her lover separating the two with a trail of spit lowered between them.

Ash looked at her, blushing lightly, "I want to…" He really wanted to.

But that performance from earlier had still drained him a bit much. Latias could feel that, backing off.

Smiling lightly, Latias nodded her head, 'I understand if you're still tired. Just let me know and… We can give it a shot later.' She finished, leaning back in against him.

Hugging her tightly, Ash enjoyed this closeness. He rubbed her shoulder as Latias snuggled in. Ash closed his eyes, taking in her scent. The ocean breeze had made it a salty tang almost, but the scent of flowers from within the Secret Garden had mixed in with a tinge of sweat. It was soothing.

Ash could sit there for longer if he wanted, but he heard footsteps approaching from the hall. Two sets at that. He could already guess who they belonged to.

Bianca opened the door with Misty just behind her. The two looked out of breath and mortified for some reason. Ash grinned, happy to see them both. Latias let go of her hold on him. Turning in confusion, he was quickly overtaken. Bianca grabbed him and pulled him in for a tight hug. She had even seemed teary eyed, Ash noted.

"Don't you ever do that again!" Bianca shouted, nearly crushing the poor man in her grasp. Ash's freshly healed ribs nearly cracking and making Latias trill in worry.

"Ow! I won't have to worry about doing it again, you're likely to make that happen yourself!" He grunted in pain.

Bianca let go of him quickly, "Oh! Sorry!" She said, but Misty joined in.

"Still, she is right! You really put yourself through hell doing that!" Misty exclaimed, causing Ash to back up in surprise. Latias looked between them all and still found herself agreeing with the two pushing her man back. Ash would take the loss here.

"Sorry Misty… It's just how Greninja and I work. Our bond transcends just simple trainers and Pokemon especially in battle. We become one." Ash rubbed his chest, thinking of the pain he went through today.

"I have to say, it's one thing I really cherish in the heat of it all. Knowing what I go through is what they're used to on a daily basis." Ash adopted a more serious expression, "It feels like an even more equal trade than just training and forcing them to fight." He knew all of his Pokemon enjoyed battling with just a few that didn't. As a trainer, it was right of him to figure out these things.

Misty stepped back, eyes wide, surprised to hear Ash putting so much thought into this. He really had grown in all this time. Bianca clenched her hand tightly, looking at Latias who nodded, stepping aside. She closed the distance between her and Ash again, this time embracing him softly.

'You must've gone through a lot.' Bianca thought, while Ash nodded.

'Yeah…' He trailed off as she continued, rubbing his back with her fingers finding certain points that made Ash shiver.

'I want to speak to you alone. Can you come with me?' Bianca asked. Ash took a look at Latias who smiled and nodded. He embraced Bianca with a smile.

"Yeah, I'd like that." Ash whispered. Bianca leaned back giving a gentle smile before grabbing his right hand and tugging Ash along. Walking past Misty who was completely confused by that chain of events.

"Uh, what just happened? I was hoping to speak with Ash alone…" Misty trailed off. Latias gave her a knowing glance.

'Just take it slow… Ash will have time for you. He's got a big heart.' Latias said, knowing that Misty had already entered into the relationship the moment she got to be with Ash alone earlier today.

Latias was fine with that as long as Ash was happy with it. She loved making sure he was also living his best life. Misty looked at her and sighed.

"I'm just worried. I've seen him fight alongside Greninja before, but it never looked quite so visceral over a screen." Misty said, holding a hand to her chest. Latias tilted her head.

'I see. I'll admit that I felt the same way and still do.' Latias looked Misty in the eyes, 'But… Even with that all in mind. This is Ash as I've always known him even if I've only been around him shortly.' Latias said, thinking back to the fight against Aerodactyl and how stubbornly Ash threw himself into conflict even when he could have left her alone.

Misty had to admit, Latias was correct. Ash's own stubbornness always had him by the collar for better or worse. Nodding, Misty looked away from Latias, brushing her hair to one side.

"I think I'm going to go for a bit." Misty said, taking one last glance back, "Will you be alright here?" She asked the Bianca lookalike who waved her off with a small smile. That was enough indication for the ginger who left her alone.

Latias watched her leave before sighing, 'I wonder if I could have gotten another threesome if I went with Bianca…' But now she had time to do something else. Perhaps check in on her adopted daughter and son.

As she was about to depart, Latias felt a light tap on her shoes. She looked down to see Pikachu was indeed standing there looking a little awkward.

'And you stayed here because?' She asked the little electric mouse.

"Funny thing about that… I could see that Ash might get up to a bit more than talking with her." He then jumped up as the disguised dragoness caught him midair. Pikachu then moved to her shoulder with a pleased squeak, "So, I figured I'd watch out for you. Speaking of, what do you intend to do?" He asked her.

Latias was actually grateful for the gesture, 'I've got something that's been bugging me for a little bit… I haven't seen either one of my little Eons.' She pointed upward, 'So, I want to find them!' The electric mouse's tail twitched and with a nod, he agreed.

Pikachu nodded, "Then let's do it!"

Together, they raced out the building and pushed past the receptionist who spun around for just a moment. She dizzily made her way back to the desk and took a load off.

"I don't get paid enough for this…" She bemoaned her fate to nobody in particular.

James and Meowth had taken this tournament by storm. The products made for Pawmazon were being bought up by the stack. They had practically taken all the big competitors likenesses and thrown them on shirts. It was just like every other big league conference that had ever been thrown.

The thing that got Meowth the most, was just how much the tourists were willing to buy.

"I tink we're makin big bucks, James!" Meowth shouted, pulling in more money than he could count.

James smirked eagerly, "Looks like we'll be able to replace what Jessie spent with all this!" James returned as Meowth nodded with a heavy grin on his face.

Jessie sat in just behind the little trailer they'd rented out. She felt no need to be a part of their money making venture. In her mind, Jessie was just as confused as when they pitched the idea. Focusing her time on other more important things, she'd replayed the battle a few times between Brock and Ash. Looking less interested in each replay.

'I wonder if the boss has been watching all this go down?' This thought was followed by her watching the moon for quite a while. Eventually a door on the front would slam loud enough, signaling a closing time. That certainly surprised Jessie out of her stupor. The back door opened and James popped out with his blue head of hair all messy.

"Jessie?" He questioned making her turn his way with those piercing blue eyes of hers.

"Yes?" She asked, watching as he walked down the backstairs with a folding chair in one of his arms.

"I told Meowth we should close up early…" James figured that they could work most of the next day with little issue. Stopping next to Jessie before continuing, "I was wondering if you'd like to enjoy the night… together?" James asked, setting up the chair and watching her apprehensively.

Jessie was surprised by this, he'd never tried to ask this before. The redhead pondered it for a moment before shrugging and nodding.

Her voice was soft, "I don't see why not." James planted himself in the chair very firmly making sure that it was next to Jessie.

James watched a few stars arching in the sky, wondering what he should say next to his bewitching partner. Jessie had always been a bit tough to read, but he had known her for so long. James looked down, wondering if he was just a coward for not being able to say the right thing at the right time.

Jessie would never show it purposefully, but she did enjoy James' company. Ever since the academy, she'd been practically hooked to his side. They had been through blasting off multiple times and hell the rest of the way. Yet, the few times they had disbanded would always end the same. The trio was forever until death. Jessie wouldn't admit her feelings on the matter except for when she was at her lowest. Now the last while had been nothing but highs.

'Probably shouldn't have thrown myself at Ash like that…' She hadn't considered how James would feel about that. She thought that maybe she could have advanced the job given to them by Giovanni with "firsthand" experience. Of course, that never worked.

Ash had been repulsed and she couldn't blame him. Fighting the same enemies all the time would probably make you think adversely about anything extra.

Jessie crossed her legs, wanting to end the awkward silence that had descended upon the two, "Sorry about the other day, James." She said all of a sudden.

James had to do a double take at that, then he looked up to see if perhaps a shooting star had passed by, but nope. He gave Jessie a stare that could see through thousands of dimensions at once and still not understand what had just happened. Other day? What could she be referring to… Oh! He remembered the incident plain as day.

James was still giving that mind numbing stare as he shunted the words out, "W- What's this about?" Dammit! He already knew what she was referring to, but James needed to hear it from her lips.

Jessie gave him a look of surprise, had he really forgotten? No, couldn't be.

"I threw myself at the Twerp… I didn't mean anything by it. I was thinking of the mission first and foremost." Jessie wasn't lying, but it's not like James would know that.

James' eyes brightened, "U- Uh… Huh…" He brushed a hand through his silky blue hair, trying to belt out a response. Nothing really came up. He was blanking out here! This was not the moment for that! He looked into Jessie's eyes and saw her waiting patiently for him to say something.

'A rare moment where she's not mad at me or saying something awful?! What's wrong with me?! I've always wanted this!' He thought, trying to muster up something or anything!

Jessie figured that he was thinking of something eloquent to say. James had always been like that. Some kind of flaming moron with a heart of gold. At least, to her he did. They were still common thieves at the end of the day. Whatever code of honor they claimed to own was nothing more than something to be ripped away in a net made of some fancy material and taken to a boss who probably didn't care much about it in the first place.

James smacked both his hands on his cheeks not unlike Pikachu, "Break!" He shouted, shocking Jessie out of her thoughts, "I mean… Yeah. I guess I hadn't thought…"

He had actually, "I me- Dammit!" He exclaimed.

Oh-no, she was looking concerned now, "James, are you okay? I had no idea that it hit that deep." Jessie said, hoping to get a proper response.

She looked more confused than anything. James was shaking now, 'Stop being an idiot James! Get your act together! This is your best shot and Meowth isn't here to mess it up.' He stared at Jessie and felt a twinge of regret forming. Perhaps this was the wrong move after all.

Doubt was proceeding to take hold despite his best efforts. Shaking his head, James spoke up, "It's not that big of a deal…" He sighed lamely

Jessie could tell he was lying once his shoulders seemed to droop at that admission, "James? Are you sure about that? I can't possibly believe that." Jessie finished leaning toward her friend and partner in crime.

James could smell the expensive perfume and he wanted to lean in closer, but the man couldn't. Resisting by straining himself, the purple haired gentleman held firm, "Well… You're right. I was bothered, I suppose." He saved himself with that.

Jessie's eyes widened and she slowly moved backward, "Well, why didn't you say something? I would have listened."

'As if it would be that easy…' James thought, moving to look at the stars instead of her beautiful face. His eyes reflected the night sky and for once, the purple haired man wanted to just enjoy this time.

That's when he realized he hadn't answered her because Jessie never broke off the stare she was giving him, "Oh! Sorry! The answer to your question…" He trailed off, wracking his mind before snapping his fingers and surprising the redhead, "To be honest, I just didn't think you'd take it well." He finished with a hesitant look at her.

James watched her gaze soften and she smiled, "Guess you don't know me as well as you'd think." She told the man before turning back to watch the stars herself, seemingly satisfied with that end. James, having expected a worse reaction, counted his own lucky stars.

Meowth watched from a distance, before whispering to himself, "Looks like dey got potential… Heh!" He laughed to himself.

The duo would stargaze for quite a while this night.

Several drones were flying through the area, trying to catch sight of anything they could, but their camera's lacked the capacity to see Latios as he teleported around. Popping in and out of existence so fast would do that. The eon Pokemon was actually surprised by the tenacity of whoever had attacked his Sister and Sato earlier on.

Latios disappeared once again before finally showing up outside the cave, 'If I'm not fully careful, those things will find us.' He shivered, remembering the sight of the beach from earlier this very day.

Making his way inside, he saw Sneasel sitting nearby, 'You! How's your trainer?' Latios asked her, but she didn't really respond. The disguised dragon smacked his forehead, she was a dark type. No way she heard his telepathy. Upon closer inspection, she seemed to be snoozing away.

Furrowing his brow, Latios shook his head, 'Guess I can't blame her. They've been through a lot today.' Shifting his attention away from her, he pondered on the next moves to be made.

It had been a good five or six hours since the incident. Latios hoped that Sato might awaken soon. His wounds hadn't been all that deep and as it stood, another few heal pulses might do the trick. Latios walked up to see that Scyther was still down for the count too, but the Heal Pulses he'd used earlier were doing the trick. Scyther's breathing had relaxed considerably.

'And that one had taken the most damage.' Latios wasn't nearly as empathetic as his sister. Yet, he still felt the pain radiating from Scyther right as he plucked him from the sand earlier.

"Hey! Are you done looking over my teammate?" Latios heard Charmeleon loud and clear.

Turning to the fire lizard, he saw a Miltank sitting next to Sato with a worried expression written all over her face. Latios hadn't seen her before. Approaching them, he sat the bag down on the floor. Charmeleon looked up at Latios who nodded. The fire type quickly looked into the bag and saw a rather decent assortment of items. Healing compounds among other things.

He smiled, bowing his head, "This'll help Sato big time! I appreciate your kindness, Latios!"

Latios smiled, 'It's fine.' He placed his hand on Sato's chest and began to apply yet another Heal Pulse.

Miltank turned to him, "You're Latios?! That's the name of a legend. A human can't be a Pokemon!"

Latios shook his head, 'That's not entirely true. Legendary Pokemon have forms that allow them to mingle with humans. Of course, not all Legendaries choose to do so.'

Charmeleon sat down next to Miltank, "It's true. If it wasn't for Latios, we'd be in deeper trouble." He looked over Sato, seeing the boy shaking with sweat moving down his forehead.

Latios was still searching, trying to look into any more troubles that might hinder Sato's recovery. Finding that was proving more difficult due to how thorough he'd been earlier. It must all be in his head at this point. He frowned, letting the light from his palm die down. On the boy's chest were three scratch marks that had healed into a scar.

Charmeleon looked repulsed with himself, "If only I'd been strong enough… I could have stopped this." Miltank reached over to comfort the lizard, rubbing his back.

"Come on, Baby. It's all going to be okay." She soothingly whispered.

Latios' red irises caught the loving act, 'So, you two have something going on?' He asked all of a sudden which caught the two off guard.

Charmeleon blushed just like Miltank did at the same time. The two stared at one another and back at the legend.

Charmeleon spoke up, "Well, kind of…" Miltank narrowed her eyes and he snapped quickly to attention, "Yes! We do." A pregnant silence took hold until the lizard coughed.

Of course, the awkward thought arose, "Why do you ask?" His question made Latios smirk, but then he frowned which terrified the fire type.

The fire waned slightly next to him and Latios put another few sticks in the flame, 'I just wanted to say that you should feel lucky. Having someone to love and be close to is tough to find.' His thoughts went to Bianca and his one sided attraction.

Miltank looked curious, "So, even the legends have love interests? That's hard to believe. Wouldn't time get in the way?" Latios closed his eyes at the bitter idea.

'Yes, it would.' Latios then looked at another part of the cave, opening his mouth to fire off an ice beam.

He only froze a small portion of the floor, but both Pokemon had jumped backward in fright. The sight of them being scared made the legend grin. He reached over for the bag and took out the orange juice which made the two question what he was going for.

'It's like having a fridge.' He floated the orange juice over to the icy platform.

Charmeleon and Miltank collectively sighed in relief. A clattering sound was heard as Scyther began to twitch on their other side. Latios smiled, turning to see that the bug was indeed coming to.

"Urgh… My head. What happened?" He asked drowsily, bringing his scythes to the side of his skull.

Charmeleon frowned, "Take your time. You got hit pretty hard." The fire lizard exposited as the bug type groaned.

Latios spoke up, 'Yeah, you're lucky I managed to heal you.' Scyther looked at him and then back at the fire type.

"And who is this?" The big green bug asked.

A nonchalant reply uttered out, "Just Latios." This made the man with red eyes glare at the fiery lizard.

'I'm, "Just Latios" now?' The disguised dragon reiterated to which Charmeleon swung his arms in protest.

The lizard even stuttered a little, "N- No! No offense anyway! I was just trying to break the news for him! Haha!" Scyther was indeed surprised by the revelation only to shake his head in disbelief.

Bringing the back of his scythe to his mouth, Scyther looked at the man more curiously. It looked like he was navigating his responses before settling on one. Boisterous it would be.

"So you're a real legend? Prove it!" Scyther demanded, but Latios shook his head.

'They're more pressing matters to deal with right now, but if we can make it through. I'll show you.' Latios conceded to the armed bug who seemed to take the response well enough with a huff.

"Fine, but how is Sato? I don't remember him being attacked." Scyther whispered just loud enough to be heard.

Charmeleon's gaze hardened, "I attacked him blindly…"

Scyther's eyes widened, "What?! Really?" He had to look over at Sato again.

Seeing him still breathing made the bug calm down slightly, but then he waved his blades at Charmeleon, "Why would you do that?! He's never treated us poorly! Well, maybe Sneasel…" He trailed off.

Scyther was tapped on the shoulder by Miltank, "Hey! Leave my mate alone! He's been through enough today!" She shouted while Latios chose this time to step in.

The eon wasn't going to deal with this today, 'That's enough! I won't have you all arguing while we've got bigger problems waiting out there.' All three of the Pokemon stopped at his insistence. Though Scyther still looked like he had a bone to pick with Charmeleon, he huffed, turning away in frustration. The bug shook off Miltank.

A palpable silence took hold of them. Miltank walked back over to comfort her lover. Latios wasn't sure how he was going to rally this group. It almost seemed like a hopeless situation.

Breaking the silence was when a particularly strong wave crashed into the entrance of the cave and a screech was heard. All the Pokemon inside turned to see Sneasel being washed up to where they were sitting. The legendary dragon was happy to have some kind of distraction from all the moping and arguing that had almost taken place.

Sneasel hopped up fast, "THAT WAS THE WORST! AGH!" Getting hit by a wave was definitely a terrible way to wake up. She then turned to the others with a small blush of embarrassment. Charmeleon refused to look at her while Miltank hopped up to meet her halfway.

"Baby! How are you? You seemed out of it earlier." Miltank's country drawl was a more distinct sound to the brooding Sneasel.

Surprised that Miltank was taking such an approach to her, Sneasel graciously accepted soothing presence, "It's nothing, I've got a lot to think about…" Sneasel was busy shaking off the water, noticing Charmeleon who glared at her.

"Tch… She already knows, but you're lucky that Miltank is so nice." He finished, angrily flicking his tail.

Miltank gave him a roll of her eyes, choosing to comfort Sneasel anyway. She already knew that Sneasel never listened to Sato in the first place. At least she'd gathered that much from most of their interactions. Being angry wouldn't help the situation, so this would do. She just hoped that Scyther would come around.

Latios was gazing at them curiously, knowing he would have to talk with his native language "And you're all awake except Sato. That's good. Since everyone is here. We're going to need a plan. Whoever attacked you is still looking around the area." The disguised man frowned, "He's also got my sister or I've heard as much." His glare could cut through the Pokemon surrounding him and they backed off once more.

Letting out a quick sigh, Latios shook off the anger, "If he was able to take Latias down, I will no doubt be next on this man's list. I can only imagine that like the story I've heard from Mama…" He shuddered, remembering the vividly detailed story woven by her, "That person is probably going after the DMA."

He still didn't have a clue how anyone would even know about the machine, much less how to use it. For that matter, they were local legends. How did he know that they even existed? It was infuriating to the blue dragon who wanted nothing more than to live a life of peace. Two threats within the last five years were just ridiculously coincidental and he hadn't existed for the first one.

Miltank spoke up, "What's a DMA?" She questioned Latios.

Latios figured it wouldn't matter if they knew, "It's a weapon that defended our town from an evil trainer long ago. More recently, it was used to lock this place down five years ago." He looked saddened and Sneasel almost reached out to him, it reminded her of herself.

"My predecessor died trying to save the town after the events. I was born into this world not long after that. I'm not sure I'll be enough to handle this guy." Latios closed his eyes, clutching at his arm, "But I can't stand the idea of anyone else being hurt." He opened his eyes, feeling a touch of claws on his arm.

What he saw was an angered Sneasel, "We'll pummel this guy into the ground!" She practically shouted.

Latios arched his eyes, a small smirk gracing his face, "Really? You lost to him already. What do you think will happen should you fight him again?" He asked the little weasel.

She grunted, pulling away with no answer. Charmeleon regrettably had nothing to say either. Miltank hadn't even been there for it. Scyther was still remembering his head first collision and didn't want to have a repeat performance. All their thoughts boiled down to the same idea.

'He's right.' It was a resounding and miserable idea. Yet, it was undeniable. He had only sent out one Pokemon and utterly decimated them. Even Latios had to admit, though he had mentioned a plan. He wasn't sure exactly what to come up with.

Charmeleon growled in anger, "Even Sneasel was taken down in a single hit!" That brought Sneasel out of her stupor, "If only I was stronger!" Charmeleon lamented his own weakness. Eyeing Sato, he winced.

Sneasel felt a sudden feeling of anger in her own right, "You weren't weak!" She rounded on him as he arched an eye in surprise, "I should've done better! I just…" Charmeleon never thought he'd hear that from her.

Latios pinched the ridge of his nose, "Stop. Thinking about the past isn't going to help us now." They all ceased at his request. That was when they heard a shuffling noise.

"Unngh!" A voice moaned out as everyone present saw Sato move around.

Charmeleon immediately moved to meet his trainer, "Sato! I know you can't understand me!"

"Actually he can. You can thank me later." Latios stated plainly as Sato turned slightly, but he stopped as a bolt of pain rushed through him.

"Hagh!" He grunted, seeing his Pokemon move in to greet him, all except Sneasel.

"H- Hey…" Sato stuttered as three of his Pokemon hugged him tightly. Latios smiled warmly at this, turning to Sneasel.

"Shouldn't you? You know?" He asked, but she shook her head.

"No. I don't deserve to stand there." Sneasel didn't want him to pursue the topic further and the psychic dragon respected that.

As Sato was finally let go of by his loving Pokemon. He caught sight of the man he'd seen before. His eyes still knew that face. The foggy embrace of his dreams showed those piercing red eyes and his mouth widened.

"Y- You're Latios!" He gasped out.

Scyther looked at his trainer and then back to the man, realizing that everything he'd been told must be true. Latios stood up to approach the young boy. Charmeleon, Miltank, and Scyther moved away from Sato, allowing the legendary dragon to sit next to him.

Latios nodded, "Relax, we've met. At least, you must remember." Sato agreed, wondering why he'd been able to meet both of the legendary Eons. The memories of his experience from just hours ago replayed in his mind. He shook, remembering Benihime, no… Latias' pain.

Only knowing her since the morning, he wasn't sure why it hurt so much to think about, 'I can't stand it… I don't know why, but…' He could clearly see the sweet smile she'd given him many times just this one day alone.

Latios could see them too, not limiting his psychic abilities, "I take it that you both were playing a little too much." Sato was snapped back into reality by that statement.

He looked at Latios, saying the first thing that came to mind, "I'm sorry that I let her get in trouble." He blurted out to the Eon.

Latios shook his head, "No use saying that now. Prove your worth and help me get her back. Also, here's some Orange Juice and snacks to get your energy up." Sato was given the entire container and plastic bag filled with food which reminded him just how hungry he was. His stomach growled and then several more empty bellies filled the area with grumbles.

"Good thing I got extra stuff…" Latios mumbled, watching the Pokemon begin to take several things from the bag.

Popping the cap off the Orange Juice, Sato gulped it down like a man dying of thirst. He then proceeded to munch on some peanut butter crackers. His Pokemon were also chewing away, satisfying their nearly endless gullets. Latios watched as the bag was annihilated.

The disguised dragon motioned to them, "Are you all better now?" He asked.

Sato nodded, "Yeah! I feel more energetic than I've been in a bit!" He grinned, passing the orange juice to his Pokemon who all shared it before looking back at Latios, "Thank-you! I owe you a lot. So…" He trailed off, clenching his fingers tightly. Adopting a more serious expression, Sato leaned in placing both his fists on the ground to hold himself up.

"What's the plan?" Sato asked him. Latios arched his eyes in surprise.

He had never expected a human to bounce back so suddenly, "You're sure?" Sato fervently agreed, moving his head up and down.

Charmeleon spoke up, "That's Sato for ya! He just doesn't slow down!" Sato nodded at his friend.

"While we're sitting nice and safe in a cave, Benihime is in trouble." Sato calmly stated as Latios felt a slight intrigue with this young man. Sato tilted his head, looking at his clenched fingers, "She's been so nice to me even if only for the day I've known her… Of course I'd want to help get her back!" He gave a determined and confident smirk in Latios' direction.

Latios was impressed now. The young man was spouting off like he was indeed ready for round two. However, Latios hadn't come up with any type of plan. Nothing had crossed his mind.

Miltank calmly spoke up, "Baby, you need to cool down a little. Think this through." She pointed out, making Sato sweat.

"I'll do my best! I kinda wish I could understand my Pokemon all the time." Sato turned to Latios again, "So, did you?"

Latios understood what he was getting at, "Actually, I have no major plan. Do you have any ideas?" He asked Sato.

Sato frowned, "I've got two ideas… Of course, you might not like one of them." With that, Latios and the assorted Pokemon would listen in.

Scyther looked at Charmeleon, "So, this is how our trainer operates? As if Latios would agree to the second one." The disguised man agreed with the bug.

Latios was very sure that he didn't like the second idea and he would give his most colorful commentary, "Are you joking? That's what your plan is if we lose? And who thinks I would even agree to that?"

Scyther nodded, "See? What'd I say?"

Sato smiled sheepishly, scratching his head, "I had a feeling that might be the case."

Scyther snorted, "Understatement of the year." Sato ignored that.

Charmeleon joined in on baring down on his trainer, "Probably not the best idea, but if we were in a corner…" He trailed off, remembering his own failure from earlier.

Sato spoke up, siding with Charmeleon on at least the second half of his comment, "I think it would work too if things went south. Besides, if you weren't on the menu… Wouldn't that guy try to go for Tobias?" He questioned the legend who shook his head.

"Who's Tobias?" Latios asked as Sato gasped.

"You've never heard of him?! He's a guy who had two legendary Pokemon! Darkrai and Latios! He beat Ash with only two Pokemon!" Latios was a bit shocked to hear it, not expecting such a man to be here, "Not only that! He won the entire Sinnoh league with only Darkrai for the rest of the matches! He's a beast of a trainer and just came outta nowhere!" Sato explained to the eon who nodded.

"So, if I'm not the only Latios in town…" Latios trailed off.

Sneasel finally broke into the conversation, "That's something! With two, we could beat him… easily?" She was getting glared at by both the fire lizard and her trainer, though his was softer compared to Charmeleon's.

"Sneasel, just…" Sato shook his head, "Just stay quiet. If you want to." He didn't want to be mean, but Sato wouldn't let this one go. At least, not this time considering what it cost them.

Sneasel clutched her sides with her claws in discomfort, stopping another word from coming out. Latios understood that the two would need a bit more time to work things out. When the moment passed, Sato let out a labored breath that he had held in.

Sato gathered his bearings,"It would make sense that he would go after either of you. Though, I'll bet that he invited Tobias here himself with the promise of Ash as his competitor." He pondered out loud while Latios frowned.

"That's a bit of a stretch. Are you implying that to be the reason this whole thing is going on in the first place? Is he just trying to get to me and my Sister. Or Tobias?" Latios shook his head, shaking it even harder, "No! This tournament couldn't have been orchestrated by him. That would make no sense. The contest only started happening a year ago!" Latios exclaimed.

Sato nodded, "To that, I can't be sure. Tournament organizers said that there was a new benefactor running it this year. He could be a part of all this." Sato crossed his arms, "But this man hasn't revealed his name either. So, it wouldn't matter. My whole point is the idea that you're both targets, but I doubt he wants to go after Tobias. I'd think he would go after you because you don't seem nearly as capable at fighting." His eyes fixated on Latios who glared back.

Latios sighed, "Says the kid who got beat by him." Sato grumbled a little at that, but the disguised dragon ignored him, "I still don't like your second plan."

Sato shrugged, "What have we got to lose?"

Latios arched his eyes, "Have you ever watched a whole city drown?" He asked the boy who shook his head.

Scyther choked on his food, "F- For real?!" Latios merely nodded.

"I'm only thirteen… Of course not." Sato suddenly looked more stressed than ever.

"I'm fifteen in human years and I'd like to avoid seeing that happen in real time." Latios stated.

Sato looked horrified by that, "Wait! You've seen that?! Did it happen while you were here?!" The man waved off this as a child rambling.

"Thanks to Mama, I got to see a firsthand recreation of the events from her memory." Latios seemed to deflate upon recalling having asked for it. His Mama was visibly shaken and cut the memory short, "It was chilling. I saw the water coming back to crush the city."

Sato leaned in, "And then?" He wanted elaboration.

Latios looked away, "That's where it ends. Mama never showed us the ending."

Miltank who had gone to comfort Sneasel perked up at that, "Oh… That's not a good sign. I hope your Mama is ok."

Latios never questioned her much further than that. He wouldn't know her full feelings on the matter, but it had ended in her losing a brother. He can't imagine allowing his sister to follow the same fate.

Latios frowned, "Regardless, at least we've got one solid idea. Though, I don't like details of the first encounter."

Sato tilted his head in confusion, "What do you mean? Is it about the way we all got beaten?"

Latios looked like he was lost in thought, but his reply was sharp, "Your memories showed his Pokemon looking particularly fierce." Sato nodded, but Latios pushed on, "I'm willing to bet he caught my sister in the same type of Pokeball that they came out of."

He had seen firsthand the weird looking Pokeball that had sent out the big armored bird. It had been a black coated device with purple inlay. The black aura that the bird was covered in for a moment was very haunting. Seeing his sister's visions had also filled him with sorrow.

Sato shook, "I only saw a brief glimpse… It wasn't reassuring."

Sneasel couldn't listen to that, the mixed emotions in her head wouldn't allow her to stay silent, "I saw it!"

Sato and Latios stared back at her with everyone in the vicinity. Sneasel backed up, but Latios had not heard this from her before.

"You said that you hadn't got to see it all. This was only a few hours ago." Latios bristled up upon hearing this new info.

"W- Well… It was rough, I was still barely awake. I did see him bring out a device to capture her with." Sneasel's discomfort intensified as both Sato and Latios leaned in.

"And the color?!" Latios questioned her Intensely.

"It was black and purple, but I only saw till that point…" Sneasel turned away.

Latios felt more reassured now in his summations. Sato thanked Sneasel for telling them before turning back to Latios. Charmeleon grabbed for Miltank and Scyther.

"Alright, we know what happened. Now we just have to act!" The fire lizard finished, practically burning for his next challenge.

Sneasel had her doubts, but she couldn't dwell on them. With everyone ready to go, the plan would be put in motion. The counter attack would commence in an hour.

Bianca led Ash down the familiar pathway through the city. Heavy breaths could be heard as she huffed and puffed all along the back alley. Those were intermingled with light giggles that bounced off the walls of the moonlit city. She let go of his hand by this point, but his intrigue had kept the chase going.

Ash chuckled, "Ha! Bianca! What's gotten into you?!" He asked her to which she looked back out of the corner of her eyes with a teasing glint in them.

She graced him with her voice, "I just figured the big bad champion wouldn't mind a nice stroll under the moonlight!" Bianca finally stopped, choosing to turn back to see Ash panting lightly and leaning forward to grip his knees.

Bianca had built up a sweat of her own at this point, but she still waited for him. Pushing her hair to the side, she saw Ash stop leaning forward and stand tall.

He smiled, "I can show you a big bad champion!" Ash replied. He moved forward, but Bianca shook her head.

"No, I don't think you're all that…" Bianca whispered.

Ash closed the distance, "So, you don't think that well of me? Why're you blushing then?" He asked the woman who covered her face in mock offense.

She smirked from behind her hands, "I see that you've gotten a bit cocky since you came back." Bianca pointed out, but Ash shook off the response.

"I might've…" He trailed off, thinking his next tactic out. The wind blew around him as a bell chimed in the distance. Even Bianca was caught off guard by that, the slight chill made her shiver. It wasn't a winter breeze by any means, but being so late in the night and next to the waters of the canal could make anyone freeze up.

Ash noticed it, springing into action and taking his jacket off. He put his iconic piece of clothing over her shoulders. She smiled in appreciation, "T- Thanks… Maybe we should go to my place?" She suggested.

Ash nodded a little too eagerly, wondering what she wanted to speak about. Also, getting out of the cold would be another plus. With that, she'd grab his hand once again. This time, they walked while she stayed bundled up in his jacket.

This walk had gotten quiet all of a sudden. Ash's thoughts were all over the place. It didn't seem like he'd slowed down since he got here.

That's when Bianca spoke up, "So, I've been meaning to ask you… Why did you come back?" Ash looked confused.

"Why do you ask?" He asked her.

"I was kind of curious. That's really it…" Bianca trailed off. Ash started to seriously think about it.

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to let you know. I warn you, it's not that interesting." Ash smirked as Bianca looked a bit more interested.

Bianca smiled, "Just tell me what you can. It's going to be a bit before we get to my place anyway." She finished. Ash nodded and began to recount his tale.

It was peculiar to the young man. Too good to be true almost. These particular feelings he'd never felt before had bubbled to the surface right as he thought his travels might end. Winning a league had been all he ever wanted, so when he did get it. It was almost like a certain emptiness had opened up from within. Ash had traveled home and met with his Mom.

She would give him the same warm smile as always and ask him about his adventure. Then he'd regale her with fantastic stories. How his first few days had been so hectic. His rescue of a Garchomp and meeting a Mega Blaziken within a few short hours. She would throw him mixed emotions and berate him for being so brazen. Telling Ash that no matter what, he was still her little man.

"Oh! So, you caused that much trouble just freshly starting?" Bianca teased the man who shook it off.

"Hey! It's not like I expected all that to happen. I just wanted to help." Ash sighed. Bianca stuck her tongue out at him.

"That's just like you. Always helping people no matter what. Helped save our town after meeting us for a few days even…" She turned to Ash, "Aren't you just some type of superhero or something?" She questioned him with a wink.

Ash chuckled lightly, "Well, I can't take all the credit… Technically that was Latios and Latias." He remembered that moment like it was almost yesterday too. Ash wished things could have turned out different.

Bianca agreed, "Yeah… You still did a lot for us in that time of need. I'm glad I was able to thank you eventually." She smirked, blushing a light pink.

Ash couldn't help but blush at that, remembering those few nights ago. That was a vivid memory for sure. Two beautiful women with the backdrop of the Secret Garden and a lot of time. The preamble in the restaurant was also very memorable for him. Ash shook his head as Bianca giggled.

"You can't stop thinking about me and Latias, huh?" Ash chose not to respond and Bianca decided to let him recover, "Well? You wanna continue? I'd love to hear more." So, Ash did just that, but he did more of an abridged version of the events at least until the end of his adventure.

Of course, he told her of his last moments with Serena, Bonnie, and Clemont. How Serena had kissed him and he'd felt nothing. I mean, he still waved good-bye. Sad to see her go, but Ash wasn't feeling himself. His mother would comfort him, saying all sorts of things. Like maybe she wasn't the one or something along those lines.

Ash merely shrugged it off as his mother sighed and the night would go on. He'd do the same routine. Take a shower, brush his teeth, and pet Pikachu for a few hours. This would go on for a few days. Then a few more weeks. Ash had taken to this life, bored out of his mind. He was eighteen and felt like he'd achieved everything, but something was missing.

So, Ash opened his closet. Looking at all things he'd collected over the course of his journey. Several gifts from important people had found their way into this space.

Ash reached inside and pulled out a familiar item. A cardboard tube of a decent length that he'd remember coming from an island city out in Johto. He pondered on it, the name of that place.

He popped open the top of the tube. Turning it over to catch what fell out. A painting that had been made just for him and his little buddy. As he unfurled the paper, it showed just that. The lines were of perfect quality and it had colors so vibrant to the young man that it made him feel a bit warmer inside. He was unsure of why, but something clicked at this moment. Altomare, a place he'd not been to in a while.

His memory's clearly replayed the final moments of his meeting with Bianca. The kiss that she had placed on his cheek before running off into the city. At least, he thought it was her. Though with how silent she'd been, that was hard to tell. Ash had wondered about it for a few days after leaving, but then his focus went elsewhere. The Johto league had taken the forefront of his mind.

Bianca cut back in, "That was definitely Latias. I was still processing things after what had happened." Bianca turned away, "I wouldn't have gone so far…" She looked at the canals while Ash nodded.

"I kinda figured that out later… Or technically earlier this week. She ambushed me." Ash would work on that kind of response later.

Bianca had turned back, "Yeah, I caught the tail end of it right as she was performing…" Bianca reminded Ash who sighed, but Bianca continued, "I mean, I figured out that I had a crush on you too. I realized this only after you were gone." She admitted. Ash was surprised by that.

"Though, I'm not surprised by her ambush of you… Ash, she talked about you a lot." Bianca shifted slightly, trying to stay warm as another gentle breeze made her shake.

"Really?! Was she always like that?" Ash asked as the artist confirmed it to be true with a nod.

"Latias would only show that side to someone she really liked… I may have had to help her in the past with some things." Bianca narrowed her eyes at Ash, "If you'd have visited, I wouldn't have had to help with her heat, you know?" The man grinned sheepishly.

"Sorry to put you through that, Bianca." Ash whispered. Bianca rolled her eyes.

Playing with her hair, Bianca replied, "It wasn't all that bad… I mean, It was a little weird to look at my best friend like that though." Ash's attention was being held firmly much like his hand as she continued, "I know it was a rather short night of fun, but then we kinda kept going. I'd swear she made me into a deviant or something, but no. Just when she's around." Bianca took a look at Ash who seemed to be really invested.

"Maybe I should listen to your stories instead of talking about mine." Ash stated while Bianca merely shook her head.

"Maybe we'll talk to Latias about showing us the memory live. How's that sound?" Bianca asked Ash who smiled.

"Sounds like a plan!" He said excitedly.

Bianca looked a little impatient, "Now, let's pick up where you left off." She told him. Ash nodded.

Ash looked up, "Let's see… Oh yeah."

Ash couldn't avoid attention from the media forever. His home was first assailed by several reporters at first, but then more would show up. Eventually, Delia couldn't take it and had her son go out there to confront them. He did and tried to answer questions as best he could. Of course, one asked him of his future plans. The young man pondered for a moment before remembering a few notifications that he'd received not a day ago.

They had come from Professor Kukui who was wondering if he would be traveling his way. Ash had been told by Professor Oak that this friend of his had been trying to get a hold of the young champion for a little while. Ash had refused, saying that something else had come up and seemed important. So, he told the reporters of his plans to go on a vacation of sorts. To clear his mind before making any further decisions.

Of course, the reporters were not completely satisfied with that answer. They asked him where he planned to go. Ash sighed, but if it made them leave, he'd answer. He told them of his plans to visit Altomare. Of course, this had set off a chain reaction. None of the reporters had expected that, but neither did certain people watching this "Interview". Then Ash told them to leave as he had nothing further to comment on. Shutting the door and sliding down the piece of wood that now separated him from the ravenous crowd outside.

"Wow, you really had to deal with all that?" Bianca frowned, wondering just how he managed it all.

Ash responded with a heavy sigh, "Yeah, I had no idea that so many people would bother me. It had been quiet for a while, but it was every local news crew from Viridian City looking for a scoop all of a sudden." He leaned toward Bianca who reciprocated lovingly, "Honestly, It must've taken them a while to realize that they had a celebrity of sorts so close by."

Bianca replied, "I'll say." Once again, the quiet had taken over. Nothing but the breeze, their breaths, and other voices that were either close or far away to break it.

The two passed by several people who saw only a cute couple passing by. Public displays of affection like this were treated quite normally. Bianca was loving the attention, she'd been waiting for a chance to be alone with Ash for so long that it felt like a relief now. No battling and nobody to really get in their way for a moment. She'd thank Latias properly for this time later.

They were nearing her home, walking up to the door. Bianca let go of Ash's hand to do the typical routine. Searching for her spare key as she bent down to do so. Moving several ornaments, she quickly found it. Standing up, she inserted the key into the tumbler and with a click, it unlocked. Turning back to Ash, she smiled warmly.

"Shall we?" She asked, turning the door handle and opening it. The sound of the door creaked lightly as it swung inward. Ash saw that the lights were off. Bianca beckoned him forward.

"Come on! Are you scared, "Big Bad Champion"? Bianca lightly teased the young man who shook his head and stepped forward. The door closed behind him with a crisp clinking sound as Bianca went for the lights. However, before she could turn them on, she noticed a heavy snoring sound coming from the living room. Recognizing the familiar sound being Lorenzo snoozing away, Bianca elected not to bother him.

"Hey, Ash. We'll just talk in my room, okay?" Bianca whispered to him as he nodded.

"Sure. I don't wanna wake up Lorenzo. He probably worked real hard today." Ash commented, following Bianca up the stairs. Each stair creaked and Ash felt like he weighed more than usual with each step.

'This reminds me of when I carried her up here. Was it always this flimsy?' He wondered while Bianca led the way. He could figure that for himself later.

As the duo got inside her room and closed the door. Ash was relieved to not have disturbed the older man. Bianca looked back at Ash, sitting down on the edge of her bed. The young man realized that they were finally and truly alone. Nobody would bother them.

"So, what did you wanna talk about, Bianca?" Ash asked. Bianca smiled and patted a spot next to her. She clenched at his jacket fervently.

"It's just been a little while since we were able to talk. I saw the note you left for me." She mentioned. Ash blushed a little.

"It was nothing. I just wanted to let you know what I was up to." Ash tried to treat it as if this wasn't something nearly as important. That was wrong. At least, in her eyes.

Bianca shook her head, "I don't think so. It was sweet. I thought about it a lot over the past few days." Ash was giving her an intrigued look, unsure of how to take this information.

"In fact, I wanted to see where this might go. So, if you'll have me along. I'd like to leave with you on your adventure." Bianca had laid that out there, now it was on him.

Ash wasn't completely surprised, "I'd love to have you along, but don't you think this is a bit sudden?" He asked her.

Bianca frowned, "And Misty wasn't?"

That took a turn for the raven haired boy, "Oh…"

Bianca nodded, "You can say that again, but not literally." She quickly added, seeing Ash about to do so.

Bianca leaned over, taking a second to look in Ash's eyes, "I was fine with Latias calling the shots, but Ash…" She trailed off, thinking of what to say, "I think you might be in over your head." She finished, seeing Ash blank out.

Ash sighed, "I just…" Bianca watched him seriously, waiting for a response and he would deliver, "I just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. It's really not that easy, is it?" Bianca felt for him.

"No, it's not. Sometimes you have to know your limits. It's like when I make art." She moved around on the bed, making it twitch, "Actually, that might not be a good comparison." Bianca put a finger to her lip, thinking of something else to say.

Ash smiled, "Yeah, you can get better at art. I think I could work on making you all happy." His smile was now a grin. An infectious one at that.

Bianca rolled her eyes, playfully teasing him in response, "The big bad champion trying to pretend he's not trying to handle three women at once… To someone else, it'd seem like a dream."

Ash fell backward on the bed, having the unfortunate consequence of taking Bianca with him. The comfy bed squeaked under their combined weight and the two found themselves staring into each other's eyes. The window overlooking the bed was showing a bright moon and soft black skies filled with stars. The raven haired man felt a relaxing calm overtake him as Bianca held his gaze with her warm one.

"Man, I never realized just how beautiful your eyes are." Ash whispered, getting a giggle for his compliment in return.

"You're pretty easy on the eyes yourself." Bianca finished, tapping him lightly on the nose.

This light teasing would continue for a while until Ash's earlier tiredness would catch up with him. The heal pulses took their toll and he would be out like a light. Bianca was still awake and took the time to remove his shoes before getting him straightened up on the bed. She would climb in after making sure he was covered. Sleep overtook her not long after.

As Misty walked through the makeshift building, her attempts to find Brock turned up nothing. Even with Togekiss helping, it seemed like an endeavor not worth going out of her way for. Downtrodden after not being able to speak with Ash already. It just seemed like things weren't going fully her way.

Togekiss floated alongside her until they passed a certain door. Something that made her Pokemon halt in his tracks. Turning to Misty, he quietly pointed at the door.

"You found Brock?" Misty questioned the flying egg who shook his head.

She leaned against the door, but heard something entirely unexpected. Just on the other side was a frustrated man, yelling at someone or something.

"This is ridiculous! Koro, you should have gone after Ash while he was down!" The man yelled at his hired help.

Koro gritted his teeth, "Have you no subtlety?! There were so many people around. I'm no fool!" He shouted back.

His employer growled, but bit his tongue. Knowing that Koro was right, he shook his head, "That's… Right. I've just been waiting for so long." Yes, he could wait a little longer.

He waved it off, looking at his watch, "It doesn't matter though. I've got an idea where Latios is now. They thought they were being careful and I also have Latias here." He grinned as Koro grimaced.

"You're still talking about legends? Crazy man…" Koro watched as the man picked up the odd looking Pokeball sitting on his desk.

"Legends huh? Come on out, Latias." Out of the ball flashed dark energy.

Koro watched as before him materialized a Latias. It shocked him and he jumped back, knocking his chair to the side, "Y- You. It's…"

The Latias looked at him with eyes devoid of anything. Her mind only focused on the pain and rage she now felt. Koro felt like he was about to be attacked by the creature's sheer ferocity.

"Oh, don't worry about her… She's under my control and soon I'll have her brother as well." The man gave a cruel grin.

"I can only imagine the look on his face when he sees her like this." He looked at Koro, "You will prepare as normal for the next rounds and tonight I will personally take down Latios…" He trailed off before looking over some documents he'd managed to find from a certain database.

"This city will be under my boot by the next morning if everything goes well." The Man walked around his desk nonchalantly walking past Koro. A beam of dark light shot out and Latias was gone again. The man opened the door, finding an empty hallway. Seeing nothing off about it, he left the stunned Koro standing in the office.

Chapter Text

Latias walked through the illusory gate and into the Secret Garden. Her gaze shifted back and forth like she was scanning for something, but nothing seemed out of place. Focusing with her mind, she sent out a psychic pulse. Attempting to connect with one of the guardians stationed here.

After a few seconds, then thirty, then a minute, and so on, Latias tapped her foot as Pikachu let out a sigh. The disguised dragoness moved her hand up, scratching the mouse under his chin.

"Yeah… Right there." He'd egg her on, loving the rough sensation.

Latias figured that by now, someone should have come, but there wasn't a single presence here. The psychic wave had managed to go all the way to where Lorenzo, Bianca, and Ash were. They would pass through harmlessly and not awaken them.

Pikachu was really getting into all the petting, but with his heightened senses, the mouse knew something was off. In addition to that, Latias' pets were becoming less than adequate. He grabbed her hand with his paws, and stopped the errant digits.

"Is something on your mind, Latias?"

Latias pondered for a moment, "Yes… I don't feel the Twins anywhere inside."

Pikachu hopped off her shoulder and touched the ground with a light gait. He then slammed his tail into the ground. Shrieking in pain, the mouse let out a growl reminiscent of a Pyroar's roar. Latias watched as sparks flickered from Pikachu's cheeks. He rolled on the ground, holding his aching tail, which twitched angrily as a small bump rose on it.

"Arg! I forgot about the concrete! Should have used Iron Tail!" Pikachu shouted. Pikachu began to spout expletives.

Latias couldn't help herself, giggling at the sight as Pikachu gave her a glare, "You're lucky that Ash loves you or I'd shock you!" He threatened, eliciting a laugh from the Dragoness at such a cute display.

Pikachu shrugged off the giggling dragon with a shake of his tail, “Isn’t this a little weird, Latias?”

Latias arched an eye, “Yeah, you’re usually more careful and like… A War Machine.”

Pikachu facepalmed, “Not me! If there was anyone here, they’d definitely have come after hearing me. So, you were right.” He pointed his still aching tail at her.

In fact, it was unusually quiet. Usually there were Pokemon moving all over the place. Latias transformed in front of Pikachu, taking on her usual red and white form. She quickly flew through the area, checking the trees and various nests of the locals. It didn’t seem like they were here either. Her eyes narrowed and she immediately went to check on the Soul Dew. Floating just above the pool, she found the blue jewel neatly placed on its pedestal as usual.

‘I know the water wouldn’t be flowing if it was gone,’ she thought, but she knew it was better to make sure regardless. Pikachu came bounding toward the stairs, his ears twitching with curiosity, and joined her at the top.

Pikachu hopped onto the edge of the fountain to inspect the jewel, recalling the night Latios had emerged from it. Nothing seemed to be happening at the moment. Latias kept looking into the stone. There was something tugging at her being. A sudden flash of memory jolted through her mind.

She saw Lorenzo and an average familiar looking man. They appeared to be arguing and it was escalating. Her eyes would widen in recognition of Latios' disguise. Her child, Latios, looked desperate, but the older man didn’t want to back down. Latias felt another pang and clawed at her chest.

“But why?” She whispered.

Pikachu looked up at her. “Did you say something?” The dragoness didn’t answer or acknowledge him.

Lorenzo's body collapsed into Latios’ arms and the disguised man would carry Lorenzo back into his shop. He closed the door behind himself, leaving Latias feeling a mix of confusion and betrayal. There is no way her surrogate child would do that. All at once, the Secret Garden grew dark, and Latias felt a sense of clarity wash over her. She still wasn’t sure why Latios would do something like that.

With that realization, her eyes snapped back into reality. It didn't make much sense to her, but Latias already knew what she wanted to do: yell! Yes, to angrily yell, but what came was anything but.

“I’m going to really smack him upside the head!” Latias shrieked, making Pikachu tug on his ears at the high pitched sound.

Pikachu grunted in pain, “Hey! Chill out, tell me what’s up!”

Latias saw how he held his little pointy ears, apologizing quickly for her outburst, “I hope that your ears will be okay…”

"Tch! I'll be just fine. What happened to you?" He asked her.

Latias told him that Latios was here earlier. Pikachu seemed puzzled. “I see… So, when do you think this happened?”

Latias was combing through the memory, seeing that it was already dark by then. “Maybe a few hours ago. Or could be just a little less.” She wished the random vision would show a clock, but even a Legend can't get lucky all the time.

Pikachu's tail twitched, “Okay, so what’s the plan now?”

“The best plan is to find that little trouble maker and give him a piece of my mind.” Latias was still pondering something else at the same time. "I just don’t know why Latios would attack Lorenzo,” she said just loud enough to make Pikachu do a double take.

“What did Lorenzo even do to him?” Pikachu questioned.

Latias sighed, thinking she may have glossed over the details a moment ago,“It didn’t seem like anything besides a small argument. I just…” Latias felt the gears turn, but no good reasoning would come of these thoughts.

“I just don’t know!” She finished, shaking her head in frustration.

Pikachu shook his head. “It’s like everyone is going crazy around here. We should get Ash. He could help!” But as he was about to head for Lorenzo’s shop, Latias stopped him.

“We can’t,” She said firmly.

Pikachu looked at her through narrow eyes, “Why can’t we? Why wouldn’t we?!”

Those were great questions, as Latias could provide answers. “You remember when Ash and Greninja did that thing where they bonded?” Pikachu nodded.

“And you remember watching me heal him.” And once again, he nodded.

“Then you already know. Ash is most likely resting right now. When you use Heal Pulse on someone, it’s actively making the body work over time to heal itself.” Latias explained as the mouse listened. “And so…”

“We can’t bother him because he’s already asleep and you probably let Bianca know she couldn’t do anything with him.” Pikachu finished, but Latias shook her head in response.

“Actually, she could have done things with him, but I’m pretty sure she didn’t…”

Pikachu’s tail fell and his ears drooped, “So, I was giving my buddy the space he needed and…”

“Don’t sell yourself short of being a wingman. You’re really being helpful. I’m glad you came with me, Pikachu," Latias commended him, causing Pikachu to blush.

Scratching the back of his head with his own paws, Pikachu recovered quickly. “As nice as the sentiment is… We need to go! Though I’m not sure where."

Latias thought of a few places the twins liked to go and one seemed like a safe bet. She'd been there a few times, and caught the duo training the wild Pokemon. Not that they knew their Mama had watched. It was one of the many joys of life she'd come to appreciate. Seeing both of them having the time of their lives. The memories filled her with a pleasantly warm feeling.

Turning to Pikachu, the Dragoness spoke up, "I think we'll be heading to the beach."

Pikachu gave her a confused look, "Which one? There's beaches everywhere on this island!"

Latias agreed, the mouse couldn't be argued with on that point, "Yeah! I guess I should've said which one…" She trailed off, frowning before continuing, "Crescent Inlet is the beach I'm referring to”

Pikachu nodded and hopped onto her back, “So, we’re flying Jet Latias, right?” He asked the dragoness who smirked.

“You think you can hang onto me?” Latias questioned the little mouse.

“I’ve been on the back of a Latios who was actively trying to shake me off. You’ll be no trouble,” He confidently squeaked.

Latias had to commend the little fighting machine. He was a brave soul, and Pikachu served her great knight in shining armor well. Anticipating the unknown, Latias made sure to cover the electric rodent with a shield on her back before turning invisible. Latios could be very irrational right now and she wanted to be prepared for what the both of them may find.

Latios and Latias played on the beach, doing a mock battle. Each one showing off the skills they'd recently learned from their Momma. Latios had mastered Shadow Claw and used it to deflect his sister's Dragon Claw, causing rather powerful clashes of energy to send sand flying high into the sky. Both destructive blows made the trees tremble in the wind and caused the water to spray backward from the shoreline.

That endorphin rush made Latios want more. His natural instincts kicked in, much like those of a wild animal. He gave a wild yet focused glare at his sister. Latias looked determined on her end to make the right move. In fact her claws were already glowing the familiar green sheen of yet another Dragon Claw. Latios gave an eager grin, flashing his inky shadow covered arms. Latias looked at him with ever growing confidence and almost like she was calculating an idea.

Latias shot forward, angling herself just unnoticeably to the side. Right as Latios prepared to counter, she flitted past his Shadow Claw and shifted into an aileron roll. The backflip showed haughtiness, but Latios merely shook it off with a grin. A maneuver like that warranted a playful response. Using Psychic, he flipped himself backwards. Flying away while upside down, he watched his Sister blow past where he'd been previously.

She looked noticeably confused when she swiped at nothing with her power infused claws. It irked her and made her grit her teeth because she was focused on causing real damage. What she didn't see was the sand that covered her. With a painful shift, the tiny grains bore into her, causing Latias to choke back a cry of pain. She righted herself and was once again flying at her brother. Lowering her head, Latias implemented the next best strategy.

Latios prepared himself for the next strike, but she disappeared, 'Invisible huh?'

He could feel her movements in the sky with all the wind coursing around him. The psychically enhanced sand covering his sister didn't help her either. He was prepared thanks to this sly strategy, cramming the sand against her just enough to create a crushing sensation. That's when he heard a cry of pain right next to him. His plan worked just as he anticipated. Latias wasn't expecting the particles of sand floating in the air. He had packed them down to a point they could hardly be seen, but approaching him was next to impossible.

Turning directly to where she was hidden he prepared to strike her down. Inky black claws shot at her and Latias barely opened her eyes with the barest hint of a wince before swinging her claws wildly at her brother. Both attacks collided with one another! Intense sparking flashes erupted from the center of the struggle, and the resulting explosion of purple and green ricocheted off them both. In one moment, it was incredible energy; the next, a burning pain engulfed the duo.

Latios would be sent sprawling backwards and his sister would slam to the ground after the incredible hit. The eons tumbled, spreading sand beneath their bodies, which covered them uncomfortably. For a few minutes, neither one of them moved. The mock battle appeared to have ended in a draw. The duo had put far more energy into that last offensive than expected and were now feeling the after effects, but the blue eon could still move. Latios shifted, his body straining as he huffed.

Cringing with effort, Latios slumped onto his back. His wings spread out, enjoying the summer sun soaking into his feathers that held the heat wonderfully. Despite sweating and feeling the rush of adrenaline, which brought with it the idea of danger, he still smiled.

Opening one eye and glancing carefully at his sister while breathing heavily. He found that she didn't seem to be moving. Latios’ eyes widened, and he panicked! Flopping over, he rushed into a sloppy levitation that ended with him crashing next to her. Latios' face was covered in sand, the gritty texture burning his eyes. Despite the pain, he chose to nuzzle her instead. Latias didn't seem to acknowledge it at all; her head merely slumped to the side.

‘Sister!’ He called, a bit of panic began to infect his telepathic voice.

His fear began to take hold like a spreading toxin. Latios tried to tilt Latias' head, but it only turned to the other side. Latios teared up as he tried to hug her neck with his own. It was only when some footsteps were heard approaching them from the side that he glanced wearily in the sound's direction.

"Hey, Kids. I couldn't help but notice your clashes."

Latios widened his eyes in surprise at what he saw. A large navy blue shark looking Pokemon that his Momma had mentioned when they watched a big league match. The fins on his arms were scarred and the armor-like skin was shredded in places.

Latios fought the urge to curse. 'A Garchomp?! He could kill us both!' He closed his eyes, hugging his sister tighter and waited.

Nothing happened. He took a cautious peek and noted something curious. In the Pokemon's arms were a large number of berries. The land shark smiled as he stared down at them. It was still unsettling to look at. Like a Sharpedo waiting to rip and tear apart a large ship.

"Hey, come on. I'll try to help get them crushed and we can get your Sister back up." He offered, although the legend wanted to scowl and insist that everything was fine. Another part of Latios knew he would be of assistance if he wasn't going to kill them. Without any real options, the eon bowed his head, allowing the newcomer to move in.

"My name is Sordet. Here," He said, imploring Latios to grab the berries in his hand with his psychic prowess.

When Sordet gave him another confident smile, the berries floated out of Garchomp's claws. He watched the large dragon turn to grab a rather imposing rock with a flat surface. Bending down, he prepared to lift it. The rock began to shift and was torn out of the ground with ease.

"Not too much trouble, see?" Sordet questioned, his voice rumbling with a chuckle.

Sordet hefted it up and brought the rock to the twins, setting it down as Latios floated back the berries, "You two are pretty impressive for little ones. Who trained you?" The Pokemon questioned, crushing the berries in his claws.

Latios just stared without wavering. It was clear that the blue eon didn't wish to speak with his helper.

Sordet chuckled, "That's fine… I am an old mon compared to you." He focused particularly on crushing a harder-looking berry. With practiced precision, it sliced nicely with the help of his claws.

The Pokemon grinned. “Come now, no need to be shy. I only wish to help,” he said, nodding toward the still barely moving Latias, "If I was going to bite your heads off, I'd have already done it.”

Latios looked to the side before uttering, “...I guess you've got a point.” This earned another chuckle from the old Pokemon.

"There we go! Nice to hear you speak. Now, I need you to wake up," Sordet started to fade in and out.

What?

Latios reached toward his old friend, but Sordet was fading away. His sister still lay in the sand, waiting for the help she desperately needed. Latios reached out for her, but she too had disappeared. He was now alone.

He was being shaken and stirred. It was annoying and he turned away from whoever was messing with him. He wanted nothing more than to crawl back into his dreams and not relive the waking nightmare that was reality. However, the shaking continued until he could no longer bear it.

Latios’ eyes shot open, seeing familiar stalactites hanging above him. He then noticed Sato sitting next to him, hand still outstretched as if he were the one waking him up. Actually, he probably was. That’s right, he remembered telling them to give him some time to sleep and only to wake him up when forty minutes would pass. How did he manage such a detailed dream in such a short time?

Latios would get to the bottom of that later, ‘Urgh… So, forty minutes passed like that?’ He grumbled, seeing Sato nod.

“Uh yeah… We’re about to do what we planned. Are you ready?” Sato questioned the blue eon who merely slumped back onto the cave floor.

Latios wondered how he ever managed to sleep on such uneven terrain. He wanted to curse; he had been hoping forty minutes would last forever. Where was Celebi when you really needed him? Latios figured that maybe he could lay here a little longer, but it wasn’t meant to be. He needed to play the part after all. That man would come back if he could catch a glimpse of Latios.

‘Alright, I guess I’ll get up. There’s not really any time to waste.’ Latios relented, rolling over and levitating off the rocks below. He stretched and flexed his wings. He wanted to go the extra mile, perhaps tearing apart a boulder just to relieve the tension in his body. He’d have to settle for ripping apart that awful man if he could manage it.

He had left the tournament hall earlier than expected. It hadn't even crossed his mind to check around and see if anyone was close by. Feeling like one was being watched was usually a simple thing to point out. Of course, since he recalled his drones to be close by and saw no major movement beyond wild Pokemon. He'd relaxed.

His plans were going off without a hitch, and anyone with extensive battle knowledge remained out of his way. His other plans were flawless as well, 'The DMA doesn't really require a Latios to run. A Latias would be just fine to operate it on its own.' Was he honestly thinking of abandoning this effort? No.

Despite his preference to avoid killing innocent bystanders, there was no reason to spare this boy's life. Especially considering Latios's assistance in his time of need. He recalled the files he obtained from the Team Rocket servers years ago. Annie and Oakley's findings were just wasted in that operation. Giovanni likely didn't care about a superweapon that absorbs life energy.

'And he is a fool. The potential for creating another one is astronomical.' All he needs to do is figure out how this thing came into existence.

Pushing aside some brush, the man was reminded of his earlier halcyon days. The aches and pains of the past were causing him considerable trouble. As he pushed through the brush, memories flooded back, including that of his mentor.

A town in the middle of a crisis. Homes set ablaze by a roaming faction of thieves added to the chaos. Amidst the chaos, children screamed and cried while gunfire echoed throughout the area as several groups spread out. Beams of light shot out, turning Pokemon into statues resembling husks of their former selves.

The hunt evoked horror as Pokemon were taken down one by one. Village inhabitants that tried to fight back were killed and young kids were the only ones spared this atrocity.

Deep within the village, a child and her mother prepared to leave. Packing things as the band of bounty hunters closed in on the last portion of town. Despite the frenzy and panic, she urged her little boy to move as quickly as possible. Time was of the essence, and it refused to slow down.

“We need to hurry, Katchen! Those people are coming!” She said just loud enough for her little boy to hear.

He would nod, continuing to stuff whatever would fit into the small bag at his feet. Once he ascertained that he couldn’t add more to the bag, she ushered him to the back door. Upon opening it, they made a dash for the edge of town. Being that it was a steep cliff and only the villagers knew a secret path down, the mother was assured that perhaps they’d escape to live a long life.

As they managed to leave their home behind, several people rushed towards it. The man leading this group had a specific purpose in mind. Attempting to locate this specific woman. Her knowledge of a certain rare Pokemon had caught his attention. If he could find it, he’d never have to worry again. She was gone though.

“Dammit! Where’d she go?!” He questioned as his men searched the place, but turned up empty-handed.

“Boss Bastion! This home is empty! We even checked the basement!” They reported, making him grunt in a frustrated fashion.

The fact that the mother and child had just left saved them from immediate discovery. However, they couldn't ignore how narrow their escape had been. So, she took Katchen’s hand and ran all the faster. The young boy didn’t understand why they had to leave. He just wanted to stay home and play as usual.

His mother was determined. Nothing would get in the way of her protecting her child. However, that resolve wavered when she realized that even the back of the village wasn’t safe. Smoke billowed into the air. The store where she and Katchen frequently bought goods. The homes of good friends had been ransacked and now produced more heat than comfort. It utterly horrified the mother, but she couldn’t stop to grieve.

The constant push forward was making it difficult for the boy to breathe. “Momma? *Huff* Wh- Why is this happening? *Hah*” His mother couldn’t afford a moment of rest, but she couldn’t ignore him.

“Katchen, we can’t stop here!” She couldn’t emphasize that enough, “If these guys catch us, it’ll be too late to get out of here! Trust me, run with all you’ve got!” She kissed his forehead as he nodded. Tears were budding in his eyes, but his mother said to not stop. He would do his best not to.

So, the path to the edge of town continued. They pressed forward, undeterred by any obstacles in their path. Upon reaching the edge of the perimeter, she heard a harsh clicking sound.

“Cease your escape.” A male’s harsh voice echoed, making the two turn.

What they saw was a man holding them at gunpoint, communicating with someone on a high-tech walkie-talkie. “Boss Bastion, we found her. Matching the exact description you provided.

The mother started shaking with shock and realization. Her grip on Katchen’s hand weakened. Now it was her turn to breathe heavily as reality caught up with the new situation they were in. The man clipped the communication device onto his side.

“Don’t try anything funny. Boss Bastion will decide your fate.” He said forebodingly, ensuring that the barrel of his gun remained aimed at the woman.

Katchen teared up, seeing the situation unfold and still not sure why, “Ma… Ma?” Tears stained his cheeks, streaming down faster.

There was nowhere to go. Especially when lacking calm and focus. The sheer steepness of the cliff would insure their deaths if this gunman didn’t first. At that moment, another man joined him.

“You can lower your weapon. You can join the others; I'll handle this.” The gunman holstered his weapon, saluting his boss.

“Yes, Boss Bastion.” He said loyally before rushing off.

Bastion gave his full attention to the woman, “You nearly gave me quite the scare. Trying to run off like that. If you’d stayed put, things could’ve gone smoother.”

“Momma!” Katchen yelled anxiously.

She glanced at her precious child before turning her attention back to Bastion. “Why are you doing this?!” She gestured towards the destruction of her home, where raging flames devoured the nearby houses of her friends.

Bastion shrugged indifferently. “Don’t worry about them. You’ve got other things to worry about. Tell me where Mew is and don’t pretend you don’t know.’ He grinned, moving toward her.

Katchen’s mothers eyes widened, “I- I don’t kno- AH!” Before she could finish, she was struck across the face and fell to the floor, where her son ran to her side.

“Momma! Please!” He shouted, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“I said to not pretend! There’s more involved than your precious little friend.” He shifted his attention to her child, “I think we can come to an agreement. What do you say? Information in exchange for your child's life?" Bastion reached for him, gripping Katchen’s shirt and tugging the little boy toward him.

The way he gripped the child’s clothing began to restrict his breathing. “NGH! GH! Mo- Grg! Mma!” He struggled, being lifted into the air.

"WAIT! I really don’t know! Mew can teleport! I don’t know where she went! Please, let my baby go!" The mother shouted, bowing down before the evil man.

Bastion smirked. "At least you're being honest with me now. This little brat must mean quite a lot!" He said, shaking the choking child with barely restrained glee.

Bastion didn't hear her speaking, only audible sobs, "I see…" He dropped the child.

Katchen fell to the floor with a pained yelp, but he had more pressing matters to deal with. He saw Bastion walk up to his mother, a flash of panic lit up his eyes. The boy tried to scream, but his voice wouldn't come out. Then he saw the shine of a barrel being placed at the back of her head.

A single shot was heard. Then nothing but the sound of flames crackled. Bastion gave the child a harsh glare as the boy watched the puddle of blood spread beneath the body of his mother. Crawling over, Katchen slipped several times. His trauma kept the pain from registering as he made it to his mother.

Bastion watched the child trying to comfort his dying mother before turning to leave, "You two were worthless. I will find Mew without her assistance. Heh."

Katchen tried shaking his mother, but to no avail. “Mom! Please! Get up!” He cried, hoping for some miracle.

Even as the clouds rolled in, he stayed. Despite the rain, he stayed next to her. The warmth had left her body not too much longer afterward. His heart raced, but nothing would change. She didn’t move to hug him nor did she tell him it would be okay. A few more hours would pass and the dreary clouds would leave.

Katchen’s stomach growled an empty pang of hunger, “Hungry… Momma…” The empty feeling wouldn’t subside, but he wouldn’t leave her here. He picked up her arm, trying to pull the corpse with him toward an alleyway. He managed it after twenty minutes of struggling. Sitting next to her, he waited.

His thoughts were a swirl of confusion, anger, and loneliness. An unsettling cold began to creep in. ‘That man—Bastion—’ He looked at his mother once more, ‘Bastion!’ His anger was taking over.

“BASTION!” He yelled at the top of his lungs.

Katchen heard a splash of water from behind and saw an eight legged Pokemon looking at him with big horrifying purple eyes that glinted in the moonlight. It was red with black spots and stripes adorning its body with a horn to boot. He recognized it as an Ariados. This Pokemon would surely kill him.

He turned away from the monstrous bug type and spotted a stick, likely broken off from building debris. He ran for it. The bug fired a sticky webbing, trapping its prey to the floor. As he hit the ground, Katchen closed his eyes. He waited for the ending. Nothing happened.

“Ariados, return.” The bug was sucked back up into its Pokeball.

Katchen looked up, seeing a woman standing before him, “And you might be?” She asked the boy who didn’t know what to say.

She gave him a once-over and appeared satisfied. “You can tell me later. But for now, I am Hunter J.” J said, a rather focused look in her eyes.

‘The day I met her... My life changed.’ He reflected on the pivotal moment when their paths first crossed. Later on, she bestowed upon him a new title, ‘Hunter K is who I've been.’ He couldn't help but wonder if his dearly departed master was still proud of him.

Despite the passage of time, he still struggled to find answers. His past life and the one he inherited seemed to constantly intersect, yet he remained hopeful for an even greater purpose. That purpose seemed to present itself when news of Hunter J's death reached him.

Hunter K finally noticed the moon high in the sky, a sudden realization dawning on him. "Where are they?" His thoughts wandered out loud, consumed by the search for answers.

Seeing as his drones hadn’t even gotten a glance at his quarry, Hunter K looked around the empty crescent. The ocean still lapped at the shoreline, its peaceful sound contrasting with the tension in the air. He despised this sense of anticipation, yearning for the next conflict to begin. Yet, nothing had greeted him. The wild Pokemon were gathering on the forest edge and his drone’s had sent the information to his mask.

Corviknight squawked in agitation as it observed the gathering of wild Pokémon. “Steel yourself, Corviknight. They can do you no harm. We’re not here to deal with them,” Hunter K idly chastised his controlled specimen who quieted quickly at his beck.

He played with a certain Dark Ball in his hand containing the Latias he’d captured. Hunter K smiled to himself, confident that capturing Latios would be easy. His plan was coming together, and soon Ash would pay for his actions. Maybe even the islanders will take part in this exercise of torment. Hunter K noted the details and contours of the Dark Ball, wondering just how this little object could be so devastating to the mind of a Pokemon.

As this thought crossed his mind, his mask detected movement. With a sinister grin, Hunter K greeted his foe. “Latios! You’ve come.” The Pokémon on the edge of the clearing heard this. Confusion crossed their faces until they remembered the eon duo's ability to become invisible.

A nervous energy coursed through him as he contemplated the power of Psychic abilities. ‘Psychic huh?’ Within seconds, it stopped and Latios hit the ground just where Hunter K had been staring. The Eon’s invisibility rendered null.

“A futile effort, but I figured you’d try that!” Hunter K chided, watching the eon Pokemon squirm in pain as a sound invaded his mind. “Unlike your partner, you don’t have any backup! These wild Pokémon certainly don’t count,” he said, shifting his glare to the Pokémon on the edge. Corviknight also watched them, waiting for them to try anything.

Latios growled in pain, his eyes narrowed with fury as he watched the man drawing near. "This is almost poetic, isn't it? I sharpened my stealth, and now it's paying off," he spat out bitterly, frustration evident in his voice.

Hunter K's expression soured, though Latios couldn't see it. "Actually, this isn't very stealthy at all," he mused aloud, acknowledging the irony of his previous wording.

With the Dark Ball clenched tightly in his hand, Hunter K pressed on, "Regardless, the mechanism that's subduing you is hidden. You won't find it. You should have considered other strategies…" His words trailed off as Latios suddenly smirked.

In a swift move, Latios slammed into Hunter K's chest with a quick Tackle, sending him sprawling backwards onto the ground. Gasping for breath and clutching his chest in pain, Hunter K winced as an error message flashed on his mask—the signal had been disabled, but by whom?

As Latios floated back up, a gleam of determination in his eyes, he declared, 'You’re the one who’s being subdued!' He lunged at Hunter K again, but Corviknight intercepted, launching a massive Shadow Ball at the legendary Pokémon. Latios elegantly dodged the attack and attempted to reach Hunter K once more, teleporting closer to his target. Corviknight was confused as Latios reappeared much nearer to Hunter K, a faint glow emanating from his jaws. With a smirk, Latios unleashed an Ice Beam that swiftly froze the armored bird solid. Turning back to Hunter K, Latios was shocked to see the man still standing tall.

Despite the probable broken ribs from Latios' tackle, Hunter K appeared relatively unfazed. In his hand, the Dark Ball crackled with energy as it burst open, revealing its captive. Latios's heart sank as he realized who was inside.

His sister appeared considerably darker than usual, a menacing aura surrounding her form. Latios felt a surge of gratitude towards Sato; if not for him, he wouldn't be able to fight properly. Yet, he knew he would have to confront his sister, and the realization tore at his heart.
Latias enveloped herself in flames, becoming a blazing cannonball hurtling towards Latios. The scorching heat turned the sand beneath them into glass upon impact, resulting in a devastating explosion. Latios screeched in agony as the flames tore into him. He recognized the move as Super Singe, and cursed himself for ever helping her learn such a powerful move.

Latios crashed onto the newly glazed glass, feeling its sharp edges cut into his body like miniature razors. The pain was excruciating, but he knew he couldn't afford to stay down. As he struggled to rise, horror gripped him as he witnessed Latias summoning the shards into the air.
With a sinking feeling in his heart, Latios looked to his sister, hoping against hope for some small mercy. But there was none to be found. The storm of glass shards glinted ominously in the moonlight, and Latios braced himself for the inevitable onslaught. He knew he had to defend himself, even if it meant hurting her.

For a brief, eerie moment, everything was silent. Then, the glow of Latias' eyes intensified, and the shards hurtled towards him with deadly precision. Latios prepared to meet them head-on, steeling himself for the battle ahead.

“No! Hold yourself back! I don’t need him dead!” Hunter K shouted, his frustration evident on his face as he desperately tried to control the situation.

'It's now or never!' Latios thought quickly, determination coursing through him as he floated upward, ready to seize the moment.

With a fierce determination, Latios gathered his strength and summoned a powerful gust of wind, hoping to disperse the storm of glass shards before they could reach him. The wind whipped around him, creating a barrier between himself and the deadly projectiles.

But Latias was relentless. She manipulated the flames around her, intensifying their heat and directing them toward Latios with precision. The scorching flames lashed out, aiming to sear through his defenses and inflict even more damage. Latios gritted his teeth and focused on maintaining his barrier, feeling the heat blistering against his skin. Despite the pain, he refused to yield, pushing himself to withstand the onslaught.

As the flames grew and the wind barrier strained against the heat, Latios felt his strength waning. The scorching flames licked at his feathers, threatening to break through his defenses and engulf him entirely. But he couldn't afford to falter now. He had to protect himself and find a way to reach his sister before it was too late.

Summoning every ounce of his willpower, Latios poured his energy into reinforcing the barrier, bolstering it against the relentless assault of fire. Sweat beaded on his brow as he struggled to maintain his focus amidst the intense heat and pressure.

With each passing moment, the flames grew hotter and more ferocious, testing Latios's resolve to its limits. But he refused to back down. He knew that he couldn't afford to let his guard slip, not when so much was at stake.

Despite the pain and exhaustion gnawing at him, Latios remained steadfast, clinging to the hope that he could endure long enough to find a way to reach his sister and break through the darkness that consumed her. The man saw what was happening, beginning to back away from the legend’s battle. He then turned around and ran for cover. With that determination burning brightly within, Latios finally broke the stalemate by expanding the barrier outward. An explosion shook the beach sending a grandiose shockwave that slammed into Latias’ body.

Latias, caught off guard by the unexpected force, was thrown backward by the sheer impact, her body tumbling through the air before crashing hard onto the sandy shore. The force of the explosion sent waves of pain coursing through Latios's body, but he gritted his teeth and maintained his focus, channeling every ounce of his strength into controlling the barrier. The blast had created a brief opening. Once the shockwaves subsided, he dropped the barrier. Panting with exhaustion, he floated shakily for a moment.

The energy Latios used was catching up with him. He fell to the ground, fatigue rushing forward as he reached a claw out to his sister. However, she was too far away. His claw fell to sand and his eyesight grew blurry.

‘I'm sorry, Mama... I thought I could solve everything on my own,’ the tired legend lamented, a wave of melancholy washing over him.

Sneasel grinned mischievously to herself. "Too easy! He didn’t think there would be anyone looking for his machine," she remarked, eyeing the destroyed console with Scyther at her side.

"Yeah, good thing Sato thought about this, or Latios would be struggling," replied the Bug-type, examining the severed wiring.
She gracefully hopped onto Scyther’s back. "Once we meet up with Sato at the ocean, then we can begin phase two." However, their departure was unexpectedly interrupted.

With a deafening roar, a Hydreigon unleashed a Dark Pulse at them, catching them off guard. Swiftly, Scyther soared into the sky to evade the attack.

The resulting explosion reverberated across the cliffside, alerting everyone nearby. The Hydreigon charged at them once again, prompting Sneasel to leap off Scyther’s back.

"You think you’re tough?! I’ll show you! Ice Shard!" she yelled, hurling a freezing spear at the dragon, who screeched in agony. Realizing her impetuousness, Sneasel began to fall. "AH! Catch me!"

In a swift maneuver, Scyther swooped in and caught her midair. "That was reckless!" exclaimed the bug, as Sneasel grunted.

"Let’s get out of here already!" Sneasel exclaimed, while Scyther nodded in agreement.

Scyther rushed for the ocean, but Sneasel saw something still gunning for them from the back that made her eyes bug out, “Scyther! That dragons coming back!” She told him as the bug-type tried to increase the speed he was already outputting.

A concussive explosion of energy shot out from Hydreigon's maw, "Dive! DIVE NOW!" She shouted as Scyther dropped altitude, pistoning his wings as fast as he could. The powerful blast shot overhead barely missing the two. Swiftly flying down the cliffside, the waves below welcomed the duo.

Scyther gulped, showing apprehension, "Can't you beat him?! He's a dragon type for Arceus sake!" He practically screamed, rippling straight through a wave and spreading the water droplets through the air.

Hydreigon was on their tails, gaining on the two with little trouble, "I could say the same of you! Aren't you a bug type?! Use X-Scissor! That's super effective on a dark type!" Sneasel growled back.

Scyther shook his head, "How about another Ice Shard and I won't catch you this time!" He retorted.

A fine mist was covering the top of the ocean. Sneasel grinned, remembering a part of the plan that was established earlier, "Hey, forget all that! Let's keep on going!"

Scyther shook his head, "I was on it!"

The bickering wasn't helping the situation anyway and Hydreigon was gathering fire in all three of his heads. He hoped that the dysfunctional team would stay distracted so he could kill them both right away. Scyther finally something vaguely in the distance and smirked, continuing on his original course. Just as the dark dragon prepared to unleash his burning rage, a large blast of Ice shot out in a beam of sorts, freezing the dragon's wing.

A roar of agony could be heard, then a large splash echoed. Sneasel watched the beast sink under the water, desperately flapping its unfrozen wing and snuffing out the fires in his multiple maws. A Lapras showed itself from the foggy mist.

"One more Ice Beam!" Lapras obliged, rolling out another powerful shot of ice.

Hydreigon's movement slowed and he was frozen solid. Scyther turned to watch as the dark dragon was swallowed by the waves. Sato got up, leaning against Lapras to get a better look at the damage done.

'It's really not right… That Pokemon didn't do anything wrong…' He thought, knowing it was usually the trainer that gave the commands.
Seeing that he couldn't do anything about it, he took out two Pokeballs and returned his Pokemon, "Lapras, let's get closer to shore and make sure you keep using Mist." Sato hoped that Latios was pulling through on his end.

Hunter K eyed the legendary Pokémon warily, his mind racing with calculations. He knew Latios could make a move at any second. Carefully, he stepped closer, using his mask to monitor Latios' vitals. 'His vitals are still alright. Latios has just lost a lot of energy,' he noted, assessing the situation.

With a confident smile, Hunter K reached for a Dark Ball from his belt, preparing to capture his weakened opponent. 'This was easier than expected,' he thought, relishing in his impending victory.

Suddenly, his mask detected movement. Before he could react, an orange beam shot out from the forest canopy, slicing through the sand and blasting the ocean apart with explosive force. Water erupted into the sky as trees were singed and parted by the powerful attack.

Turning his head, Hunter K's eyes widened in surprise as he witnessed a young woman walking confidently through the now-open path. "Step away from Latios, or the next attack will be aimed directly at you!" Misty's voice rang out, her gaze fierce as she stood beside the imposing figure of Gyarados.

Recognition flickered across his face. "Misty? What brings you here? Wasn't the tournament hall to your liking?" he inquired, a hint of animosity in his tone.

Ignoring his question, Misty's glare intensified. "Gyarados, unleash another Hyper Beam!" she commanded, her voice carrying a newfound ferocity.
In that split second, he threw out another Dark Ball. A new Pokemon ripped from its confines. Standing before Misty and her water dragon was an intense fishy looking dinosaur. Its large maw clicked like it was ready to tear apart something or in this case, someone. With a glare that might subdue others, it stomped toward Gyarados.

“Draco! VISH!” it growled, rushing the watery dragon with a slathering jaw covered in spittle, its teeth revealed and crackling with intense energy.

Misty jerked backward, her voice sharp with concern, “Gyarados!” as Hyper Beam let loose, seemingly overtaking Dracovish in a massive explosion. At least, that's what they thought. Misty's eyes widened as she pointed, “Right there, Gyarados!” She saw the smoke break apart underneath the moonlight.

The fossil fish was already upon them, tearing into Gyarados' scales, ripping several off, enough to draw blood from the fragile skin underneath. A roar of pain echoed from the large water type as it struggled to shake off the determined Pokémon, only for it to grip even tighter.

“Dracovish, shake your head. Tear it up!” Katchen shouted, a smirk playing on his lips that the other trainer couldn’t see.

Dracovish complied, drawing more anguish from Gyarados, who continued to try and fail to throw the creature off. Unable to bear watching any longer, Misty revealed her Mega Keystone hanging from her tied-up hair. Katchen's expression shifted to one of surprise behind his mask. “Back off, Dracovish!” he commanded, but the light shot out regardless.

“Strong! Valiant! And powerful! And now, my beautiful blue sweetheart!” Misty's voice rang out with grace as Katchen watched the light connect with Gyarados’s forehead. “MEGA EVOLVE!” she exclaimed with unwavering determination.

The buildup of energy resonated and sent Dracovish flying backward! The sandy earth ripped around them as Gyarados transformed, growing larger and more menacing than ever. His eyes glowed with a humming energy, threatening to tear apart any Pokémon standing before him. The crackling power sent anything nearby blasting backward with a resounding roar from the dragon.

Hunter K strode confidently toward the epicenter of the light, casting a glance back at the still-unmoving Latios and Latias. Then, his masked gaze returned to Misty. "I suppose there will be two bodies tonight," he remarked, pulling his last Dark Ball off his belt.

'And there's no need to play fair…' he thought, casually tossing the ball in his hand a few times.

Misty couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion at his actions. 'He shouldn't be so confident. Does he truly believe he can win?' she wondered, taking a cautious step back.

"I really hoped to save this one for true emergencies. It took me quite a while to track down," He remarked, his lips curling into a sinister grin. "But this time, he's the predator."

Misty felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, but before she could respond, she sensed movement from one of the Poké Balls on her belt. With a burst of light, Togekiss emerged, "Toge, To, Kiss!" it exclaimed, sensing her unease.

"Togekiss, not now! He's—" Misty's warning was interrupted by the Dark Ball shaking violently and opening. A deep violet light erupted from it, materializing into a menacing mechanical creature. Togekiss gasped in surprise and fear, while Gyarados instinctively moved to protect them both.

The mechanical creature's eyes gleamed with a bright purple light as it hissed, "Gen? Genesect!" Misty's eyes widened in shock; she had never encountered one of these before.

"Genesect, tear them apart. Leave nothing behind," The man commanded, his voice dripping with malice as he directed the futuristic bug towards Misty and Gyarados.

Turning back to his Dracovish, he added, “Make sure to watch over those legends over there. I don’t want them escaping while I’m finishing this one off.” He watched as his fishy fossil Pokemon nodded and left him to do just that.

Just overhead, invisible to the naked eye, soared a legendary Pokémon and a yellow mouse, their presence unnoticed by those embroiled in the intense battle below. Latias observed the unfolding scene, while Pikachu witnessed it from her back. 'Misty's in trouble, Pikachu!' she communicated urgently.

The mouse clenched his jaw in concern. 'Yeah, I can see that too! Do you see anyone else?!' he thought back to her.

Latias scanned the area and spotted her children lying in the sand. 'My little ones are down there! I'm going to get closer!' she declared, but Pikachu shook his head in warning.

'Are you sure about that, Latias?! There’s a Pokemon down there!' Pikachu's words rang out in her mind, causing her to flinch.

'I'll figure a way around that thing! They need their Mama!' Latias insisted, her instincts driving her forward.

Pikachu sighed, wishing Ash were there. Even his seemingly empty-headed trainer could solve this issue. But he refocused. 'Fine… We'll do it your way, but if something goes wrong, I'll try to back you up!' he resolved, offering his support, which reassured Latias.

She trilled happily at his commitment. 'You're the best, Pikachu!' Latias expressed her gratitude, sensing Pikachu's hesitance but appreciating his willingness to help nonetheless.

Pikachu bit his lip before finally allowing the appreciation to be absorbed, 'Yeah… No problem.'

Latias zipped through the air, not realizing that the mask had been set off. As Hunter K turned around to clock it in, he seemed… stunned? In utter disbelief he muttered, 'So, I got a chance to get two sets of eon twins? This is getting better by the second.' He thought, watching both Gyarados and Genesect stare one another down.

Feeling the urgency of the moment, Misty knew she couldn't stand idly by. "Hyper Beam! Blast it with everything you've got!" she commanded, her voice echoing with resolve.

Gyarados began to charge another Hyper Beam, its fiery glow casting eerie shadows among the trees. Beneath his mask, Hunter K grinned and clenched his fist. “Use Techno Blast Electric!” he commanded with fervor. The cannon mounted on the back of Genesect whirred to life, rapidly accumulating energy. A wild humming filled the air, and vents on the mechanical bug's back released bursts of steam. Its feet firmly anchored to the sandy earth, Genesect leaned forward in anticipation. Suddenly, they fired!

The space between the combatants crackled with escalating energy, culminating in a cataclysmic explosion as their attacks collided. The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the surroundings, forcing Misty to shield her eyes. Even then, she was violently propelled backward, crashing to the ground with a thud. Hunter K, undeterred, braced himself against the onslaught, eagerly awaiting the outcome of his gambit.

The crater left in the wake of their clash smoldered with residual heat, yet both adversaries remained locked in a fierce standoff, their determination unyielding. From the sidelines, Latias observed the chaotic display with wide eyes. 'Wow, that's intense! I don't think we stand a chance against that...' she murmured inwardly, awestruck by the sheer power on display.

Pikachu nodded in agreement, his expression grim. 'This is getting out of hand. We'll have to hang back and hope Misty can hold him down.' With a solemn glance back at Latias, the yellow Pokémon prepared for the tumultuous battle to continue.

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Koro paced back and forth, waiting for someone or maybe nobody. After that man had left, he wondered just why he was doing this. Fighting Ash was the biggest reason, but the idea of killing him was still so hard to rationalize. When he'd gotten the message to come out there, things were simple. It hadn't mentioned the extra layer of complexity.

Then when Koro found out just what he had to do, it made him want to puke. The money was fine, more than that even. It was the best part, but the ends never justify the means. Koro figured that even at his lowest, this wouldn't have ever been on the table. Yet, here he was, anxiously thinking out every delicate piece of this methodical plan. It sickened the trainer. 'My boss managed to capture a legend, but whatever he's up to now must be...' Koro thought, reaching up to pull at his hair. He almost wanted to bash his head in the wall, but that wouldn't solve anything either.

Koro's desire to rest was just as palpable. Those damn mental images just wouldn't leave him in peace. Just what was he supposed to do? The sixteen year old grunted, pressing his head into the makeshift wall. It was times like this that made him want to rethink some of the choices he'd made. Turning away from the wall, Koro paced back to the door. Opening and shutting it, he walked past the woman at the front desk. The twin doors were forced open by his arms and he was finally outside of the building only to be greeted by the stars above.

Taking in a deep breath, Koro felt at ease, but for just a moment. Then the nagging thoughts returned. 'What am I going to do?' The next battle was happening tomorrow whether he liked it or not. Dropping would be another nosedive for his career. Ash and Tobias' match was also coinciding with that match of his. It was likely to be lauded as the biggest event to happen in Altomare's history. His match wouldn't likely compare.

His boss had seemed confident in his showing, but It also felt like a complacency had taken hold of that man. Koro still wasn't sure why he'd been bothered in the first place since Tobias was brought out. Maybe there wasn't any significance to it and Koro was overthinking things as usual. The cool breeze coming off the ocean was focused on him or he imagined it was.

"So, you enjoy these nights as well?" Questioned an unmistakably male voice.

Koro's eyes widened at the familiar tone, it's deep unwavering confidence he attributed to Tobias. "What are you doing out here?" He inquired, turning to see the Darkrai cosplayer in all his glory.

Tobias simply walked out into the moonlight to stand idly by. "I let Darkrai and Latios go exploring the town. They'll be back soon, but I figured that talking with you might not be so bad." He finished with a small smile directed at Koro.

Koro frowned. "Do you know how many people are in that town? Darkrai might influence someone into a nightmare." He retorted, trying to find some footing.

Tobias shook his head. "They've been trained. So, I can't be too worried about them. Well, within reason." He offered, trying to be pleasant.

Koro sighed. "Ok, if you say so." He would rather ignore the man at this point.

Tobias crossed his arms. "You know, I've found myself restless tonight." Koro acknowledged him with a shrug, so he continued anyway. "How about you and I do a one versus one? My heavy hitters aren't here so it'll be an even test." Koro hated how he worded it.

Though, he was intrigued by the idea. This wasn't a tournament match and most of the people had left back to the Pokemon Center. There wouldn't be a witness to it. Catching Tobias' eye, Koro nodded. "I think that sounds like a plan." A solid battle might even get him to stop the constant thoughts flowing through his mind.

Darkrai floated around the tops of several homes, enjoying the moonlight by which she traveled. Her usual seriousness was taken off much like a jacket. The Nightmare Pokemon was in her element, that was for sure. Nearby floated another main team member, Latios or the name he'd given himself since Tobias seemed to not go for that convention. That being, "Zephyr".

Zephyr was sniffing around, so intrigued by a particular scent that he was going absolutely out of his mind for it. "Darky! Do you smell that?" and that damn nickname he used for her was infuriating.

With a sigh, Darkrai relented. "I told you not to call me that. And yes… I smell it, you horny bastard." She crossed her arms.

Zephyr poked his head up, his red eyes peering into her almost soulless aquamarine. "Can you blame me? Ole Toby never gets me any women to spend time with. It's always training for this. Battle that!" He frowned, putting the back of his blue padded hand to his forehead, at least if he could reach it. "I'm going to have a stroke one of these days and the cure could be horny Latias!" He looked back at Darkrai who shook her head in disappointment.

It's not a wonder that the two got along so swimmingly. ‘This is why I sweep all the other teams personally.’ Darkrai remembered back to watching the replays of Tobias Vs Ash. ‘They’re lucky that Pikachu was a male… It could’ve gotten very awkward.’ She grimaced at the thought.

“Hello? Zephyr to Darky!” Zephyr had let the “Hello” roll right off his tongue causing Darkrai to grunt.

“Yes, Zephyr?” Darkrai responded callously, trying to avoid looking at him. The stars were oh so beautiful tonight after all.

Zephyr looked full of energy, the scent swimming through his senses. “Could you help me on my mission?” He asked her.

Darkrai pinched what she assumed was the bridge of her nose or something just like it. “Tobias let us out for the night for a walk through the town.” Zephyr still smiled, showing his pearly whites off in the hopes it would bring her around to his cause. It didn’t. “Can’t you just leave it alone? I’ll bet she’s already spoken for.” She pointed out.

Zephyr looked at her for a moment, then his ears drooped. “Oh… I see.” His head drooped lower and his frown was palpable.

The wind blew by and Darkrai watched the lowly Latios slump to the top of the house. “What’re you…” She trailed off, seeing him begin to tear up. “Oh, you’ve gotta be kidding me… You’ve been on this team for years. Lati up and stop being such a baby.” She told him, but Latios was less enthusiastic.

“But I’m dying here… It’s been a year… Cut a Lati some slack.” Zephyr whined to the Nightmare Pokemon.

Darkrai crossed her arms, her legs touching the roof. “Why don’t you just… You know?” Her makeshift feet tapped the roof in indignation at having to suffer through the conversation.

Zephyr’s eyes widened and then he looked at her feet, trailing his eyes up her stick-like legs to the shadowy shroud of her main torso. He licked his maw, as he reached those wonderful Aquamarine eyes and the white shroud at the top. If he thought about it much, the shroud-like body was just a skirt where the legs popped out. He’d always given it some admiration.

“You know…” He floated up, clearing some dirt from his pelt and using psychic to slick back his ear tufts. “I could take you for a moonlit flight.” Zephyr gave it his best attempt at being suave.

Darkrai’s eyes narrowed, but he saw the faintest amount of a blush on her cheeks right before her white, foggy plume covered them. “Die.” It was not a request.

Zephyr gulped. “A-Are you sure that you don’t mean that you’d love to?” He hoped, floating backwards as she moved towards him.

She didn’t say anything. Darkrai didn’t want to after being exposed to such a shittily done Attract. In half a second, she covered the distance as Zephyr shot away. He hoped to escape her range, but Darkrai just moved in and out of the shadows. Now gone from view entirely as Zephyr turned to look back. Not being able to see the Nightmare Pokemon began to make eerily horror-esque vibes fly through his mind. Luckily, he was still far above the houses of Altomare.

‘She can’t get me from here.’ He thought, achieving true safety.

“You think she’s down there?” A hauntingly familiar voice asked him.

“Oh yeah! She’s trying to kill… Me?” Zephyr’s words grinded to a halt, slowly turning to see her floating right next to him.

Zephyr grinned. “I mean… Surprise!” He exclaimed, waving his hands, as she leaned down and slammed him across his jaw line with her best right hook.

The jet dragon smacked into the cobblestone below. A large swelling of skin puffed up upon his skull as he laid there in pain. “I guess that’s one way to get laid.” Darkrai said,chuckling at her own joke.

Watching Zephyr was more of a game for the long-time teammate. She never said it outright, but she did enjoy his company. Only a Legend could hope to understand another surely enough. Tobias had battled her and captured her before him. Out of all the myriad of trainers foolhardy enough to mess with her, he'd come prepared. So, it was only natural that Darkrai had felt something different about Tobias.

As her cloak billowed in the wind, the dark Pokemon looked up to the moon. 'I wonder if he’s doing alright?' She knew Tobias was here for a match against Ash. Keeping up with other's exploits was one of his strengths. It made him anticipate the upcoming battles and to continually test his fortitude.

Even though he was beyond most trainers by this point. He never cared about the championships. Just honing his skills and hoping a challenger might be able to best him which would in turn, force him to grow stronger. Darkrai admired this trait and was growing alongside her trainer. Then he caught the earnest, yet bumbling fool.

While Zephyr was strong, he was too impulsive and a "ladies man" as he put it. It made Darkrai roll her eyes more often than not despite her being glad to have him as company. ‘Tch… He’s just going to lie there, isn’t he?’ He didn’t seem to move and suddenly, Darkrai wished she was a psychic type. It wouldn’t be such a pain to carry the blue giant.

As she zipped by a window on the bottom floor, a certain familiar ache came about. Turning her aquamarine eyes, she saw an older man through the open curtains. He looked to be struggling and sweating in his sleep, like nightmares plagued him. Darkrai’s pupils began to dilate and an old urge of hers began to afflict. She turned to look at Zephyr and then back once more.

Clenching her hands, Darkrai began to sweat. ‘Oh, sweet nothings being whispered to me… That would taste pretty good.’ His dark dreams were beginning to really get to her. A shadow coalesced on her finger and became smaller, slipping through the crack of the window seal. It struck gold, smacking the latch up and she was able to open it. It creaked and Darkrai felt a claw on her shoulder.

Zephyr was floating beside her and shook his head. “I think we’ve had enough fun, right?” He questioned, unusually serious about this moment.

Darkrai’s pupils assumed their original size at his beckoning and she frowned. “Hah… Thanks.” She gave a glance at his pummeled head and smiled.

Zephyr shook his head, “Yeah… Laugh it up. I’d rather go back to my search for the horny Latias now.” Then she stopped smiling, rolling her eyes.

‘Typical.’ She and Zephyr both flew off. Heading toward wherever the wind would take them.

The old man on the couch shivered at the wind coming through and awoke with a start. “LATIOS!” He shouted, but he was alone. In his own living room he had a sinking feeling that something awful was going to happen. For some reason, he felt a pull. He slowly moved and got to his feet. Grabbing a jacket, the old man rushed up the stairs. Stopping at the first room door, he felt compelled to knock on it.

He stopped himself just as his fist was to touch the wood. ‘Actually… I won’t bother her… She works hard and I can’t have her learn of what I’m about to do.’ He thought, deciding instead to head to his own room. Quickly opening the door, the older man rifled through his things before opening a drawer. He pulled out a revolver, gleaming in the light coming from his room window.

“I’ll make sure nothing bad happens again.” He said, stuffing the gun into the right pocket and leaving the room a bit slower than he'd have liked.

Stepping down the stairs, his hand found the door handle. Taking a deep breath, the older man looked back at his precious home. Everything he'd worked for in life could be but a memory tonight. A shaky sigh exited his lips and he felt a sudden bout of weariness. He was tempted to go get his granddaughter once again. But in his left coat pocket, his fingers were still on the revolver. It's cool metal heated by his touch. A reminder of what he intended and why he knew this was a mission only he could do.

Walking out the door, his resolve heightened. 'Don't worry, Latios. Lorenzo's coming.' He thought, braving the night toward where his mind pulled him.

Tobias stepped onto the sandy beach, the cool breeze ruffling his hair as he gazed out at the cresting waters. The calm night sky reflected in the salty spray, filling him with a strange sense of contentment. But his reverie was interrupted as Koro approached, his expression serious as he reached for his belt and pulled out a singular Pokeball.

"Don’t hold back even if this is a one-versus-one," Koro said, his tone edged with tension. Tobias furrowed his brow, puzzled by Koro's intensity.

"Hey, relax," Tobias replied, holding up his own Pokeball from beneath his cloak. "There’s no crowd here. No need for such seriousness. Let's just have some fun with this match," he said earnestly, hoping to ease the tension in the air. But Koro shook his head, his resolve unyielding.

"Heh... You really think that's going to help me? When I'm going up against a beast like yourself?" Koro retorted, his voice laced with skepticism.

"Don’t pretend that you’re trying to give me advice," he added, tossing the ball into the air.

As the Pokeball burst open, Typhlosion emerged in a blaze of fiery energy. The fiery badger grinned menacingly, flames flickering from the side of its neck as it let out a loud roar, baring its fangs in a display of raw power. With the windy breeze being kicked up by the raw energy exuding from the beast, Tobias couldn't help but be impressed by the intimidating spectacle before him.

"You've trained that one quite a bit. I can tell," Tobias remarked, his tone tinged with genuine admiration.

Koro gritted his teeth, his impatience palpable. "Enough of your prattling, bring out yours," he demanded, his tone terse with anticipation. He couldn't deny feeling anxious; facing the third Pokemon on Tobias' team was a rare opportunity, one few trainers ever experienced.

Tobias nodded in understanding, his cape billowing in the wind as he tossed his own Pokeball into the air. As it opened, a beam of light touched the sandy beach, revealing a Pokemon that caught Koro off guard. It was a Pokemon he hadn't seen before, its form unfamiliar yet intriguing.

"Phion!" The Pokemon exclaimed, its cry unfamiliar to Koro, who did a double take at the sight before him.

"What?! It's small. Really, what is this?" Koro asked incredulously, unable to hide his surprise at the unexpected appearance of the diminutive Pokemon.

Tobias smiled knowingly at Koro's reaction. "This was a gift from a friend of mine. I think you'll like its style," he explained cryptically, his confidence unwavering despite the apparent mismatch in size between the two Pokemon.

Typhlosion was baffled to say the least. He towered over the smaller blue little dot, the size difference between them stark and almost comical. The fiery badger couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion as he sized up his diminutive opponent, wondering how he was supposed to engage in a battle against such an unlikely foe. Despite his doubts, the little guy stood steadfast, meeting Typhlosion's gaze with unwavering determination.

Koro let out a sigh of exasperation, his frustration evident in his voice. "If you're not taking this seriously, maybe I should've invited a crowd," he remarked, his disappointment clear as he shrugged his shoulders in resignation.

Tobias nodded slowly, a sense of patience and confidence radiating from him. "You can have the first move. I'll wait," he replied calmly, his demeanor unwavering despite the unconventional circumstances of the battle.

Shifting his stance, Koro leaned in with determination. “Ready for battle! Go Typhlosion, start off with Metal Claw!” He commanded, throwing his fist out as Typhlosion lunged forward with glinting claws.

The fiery badger slashed downward with its claws, but the diminutive Phione dodged each strike with surprising ease, utilizing its smaller size to its advantage. Despite Typhlosion's efforts, the small blue Pokemon danced nimbly around its attacks, frustrating the larger Pokemon with its agility.

Tobias watched the exchange with an amused expression, his confidence unwavering. "Okay, Phione. Use Rain Dance," he ordered calmly. The small Pokemon began to dance gracefully between each of Typhlosion's strikes, summoning clouds that converged overhead. Soon, rain began to pour down, the sound of droplets meeting the ocean creating a soothing melody.

Enraged by his inability to land a hit, Typhlosion slammed its claw into the sand where Phione had just been moments before. "Typhlosion! Stop that and go for Sunny Day!" Koro commanded desperately, but Tobias shook his head.

"Phione! Use a Weather Ball!" Tobias let loose his command clearly, and Phione nodded in understanding. With a swift motion, the small Pokemon summoned a watery sphere and launched it at Typhlosion with precision.

"Forget Sunny Day! Dodge the Weather Ball!" Koro shouted urgently, and Typhlosion reacted swiftly, dropping to all fours and narrowly avoiding the powerful water move. With determination in his eyes, Typhlosion made a mad dash towards Phione, his muscles rippling beneath his pelt as he closed the distance.

Tobias narrowed his eyes, anticipating the next move. "Phione, Grass Knot!" he ordered, and Phione began to glow with a bright green light. Typhlosion felt a sudden tug as his front right arm was ensnared, causing him to stumble and crash into the ground, sliding for a few feet. Phione smiled joyfully looking back at his trainer and received a thumbs up from Tobias.

"Typhlosion, are you okay?!" Koro asked with concern, but the fire type nodded its head, indicating that it was still ready to battle.

"Phione, use Chilling Water!" Phione complied, pulling its hands to its face before throwing them elegantly outward to unleash a frigid shower of water from its maw. Typhlosion felt the icy torrent cooling his burning heat, the effects amplified by the ongoing Rain Dance.

‘Oh no! That's going to lower his attack!’ Koro realized, watching as his Pokemon began to freeze up under the chilling assault.

“Phio… NE!” The miniature water type shouted, continuing the icy assault, but Typhlosion disappeared in a flash of red light.

Tobias looked up in surprise, observing as Koro recalled his Typhlosion. “Hrm… A very interesting decision. Why would you give in part way through?” he questioned the trainer.

Koro averted his gaze, a flicker of frustration crossing his features. “This isn’t really helping me…” He turned away, beginning to walk off.

Tobias hurriedly caught up. “Hey, hold on,” he said, halting Koro in his tracks.

“I’ve got a question…” Tobias started, noticing Koro turning back with a guarded expression.

“What?” The teen asked, clearly not in the mood for conversation. In fact, he wasn’t sure why he’d even bothered with all this in the first place. Koro had allowed his Pokémon to suffer needlessly, driven by his own selfish desire to escape reality. Now he was being confronted by Tobias? He didn’t need this.

“Where’s Hunter K?”

Misty got up rather shakily, coughing loudly. “Urgh! Gyarados?!” she shouted, unable to see past the rising smoke plume covering the area.

Her voice reached Gyarados, prompting him to roar loudly, dispersing the smoke with a sweep of his powerful tail. Genesect's eyes cut through the haze with an intense shade of red. It let out a metallic squall, its thrusters violently shooting fire from its back. Within seconds, the metallic bug shot forward, catching Gyarados with its mechanical pincer-like arms.

With a warbled warcry, the purple machine changed direction, flying high into the sky with Gyarados in tow. Gyarados could see the ground shrinking below as he panicked, a gout of flame building up in his maw. Genesect noticed, halting in its tracks and causing the momentum to send the sea behemoth soaring ever higher.

As Gyarados ascended, his ability to fly became apparent. He caught the levitating Genesect off guard with a point-blank Flamethrower. The searing flames tore at its metallic armor, and Gyarados heard a pained squall, followed by a declaration of anger. The sound was unlike anything he’d ever heard before, especially having never fought such a creature in his life. However, the sea snake refused to back down, returning the roar with one of his own. The skies above were filled with a ball of fire as Genesect's body retracted and shot out of the flames. Gyarados, prepared, swung an Iron Tail down, smashing the machine in the skull.

The impact was fierce enough to send Genesect crashing down, Gyarados following behind quickly enough. “GYASHA!” he bellowed triumphantly, flames swirling in his maw.

Genesect swiftly activated its thrusters, veering into the wind current and shooting off to the side. Gyarados's eyes widened as he struggled to keep pace with the swift movements of the purple mech. The cannon mounted on its back emitted a bright, pulsating glow of yellow energy, signaling imminent danger. Gyarados realized he needed to unleash a Hyper Beam, but the proximity was too close for comfort. The Techno Blast fired, shocking the skyborne sea serpent and detonating with a thunderous blast.

Misty couldn’t believe what she was witnessing—Gyarados was being overpowered, and she couldn’t issue any commands from so far below. Her hands clenched in frustration and fear. Then she noticed Hunter K charging towards her. Panic surged within her, but Togekiss swiftly flew to her side, blocking Hunter K’s advance.

“Tch, little flying nuisance…” he scoffed, taking a step back.

Togekiss glared at him, fury evident in its eyes. 'How dare you threaten Misty!' it thought, readying itself to defend her.

Latias circled overhead, invisible to the naked eye but not to Hunter K. He turned, an eager smile spreading across his face, only to be abruptly slammed by Togekiss, sending him sprawling backward with a grunt of pain. Pikachu grinned. “It worked! He’s definitely feeling that one!” the mouse exclaimed, observing Latias nodding her head in agreement.

Latias glanced back at Pikachu. “Okay, we'll go take down that strange-looking Pokémon and then assist Gyarados once we clear the area!” She said, her voice just loud enough for Pikachu to hear and concur.

“Yeah, let’s take that thing down!” Pikachu exclaimed, rubbing its paws together mischievously, generating a spark.

Dracovish shook its head. ‘Want… Bite… Something!’ it thought, scanning the surroundings for potential food to gnaw on.

As Latias soared over the trees and circled back around, she swung over the side, allowing Pikachu to leap off her back. As the invisibility shrouding Pikachu dissipated, he landed gracefully before Dracovish, which started to drool at the sight. Pikachu was taken aback by this sudden change in demeanor.

“You seem hungry…” Pikachu trailed off, swishing his tail back and forth, with several sparks arcing off it.

Dracovish's vacant expression began to transform into one of determination. “Little… Snack…” it said, causing Pikachu to grit his teeth and prepare for the worst.

Dracovish surged forward as Pikachu executed Quick Attack, darting past the lumbering creature. Skidding through the sand, Pikachu swiftly turned around and charged back. His tail shimmered with a pristine silver glow as he leaped, crashing into the side of the fossil fish with a heavy warcry. “PIKA!” The electric mouse heard the creature yelp in pain as it slammed into the sandy beach. The beast screeched to a halt, frustration evident in its narrowed eyes as it turned its head to glare at the diminutive rat.

“I'm too quick for you!” Pikachu declared, sparks crackling from his cheeks.

Latias swooped in behind Dracovish, her eyes glowing with determination. ‘Time to end this!’ The dragoness thought, enveloping the fossil fish in her psychic energy. Dracovish's body tensed, a surge of resistance coursing through him as he struggled against the psychic hold. Thanks to his efforts, Dracovish felt a slight weakening in the psychic grip. Sensing an opportunity, Pikachu closed in.

“Eat this! Thunderbolt!” Pikachu shouted, unleashing a torrent of electricity upon the water type.

The fishy beast roared, its agony echoing across the entire beachside. Latias prepared a Mist Ball as Hunter K caught sight of it. “No! Dracovish!” He yelled, turning to the sky. “Genesect, help out Dracovish!” But the mechanical bug couldn’t hear him from so far below. Mega Gyarados plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground with a harsh thud and raising a sizable dust cloud. Techno Blast had left him scorched and sizzling to a dangerous degree.

Suddenly, an Ice Beam shot out, engulfing Dracovish’s left front side. “Alright, Lapras!” Sato shouted, drawing Hunter K's attention.

Latias, encouraged by the unexpected support, charged the Mist Ball until it was significantly larger than usual. The swirling orb of psychic energy continued to expand, intended to put an end to the battle. However, from below the water and just behind her, a loud eruption sent a towering column of water into the air. Hydreigon burst from the sea, determined to defend his teammate. He moved faster than Latias, unleashing a Dark Pulse that rocked her senses and sent waves of pain coursing through her body with a loud screech of raw agony.

Pikachu was stunned. “LA- LATIAS!” he cried out, watching her collapse onto the sand just as the Mist Ball faded away.

Dracovish, suddenly freed up of his momentary distraction, turned his attention back to the annoying mouse after breaking the ice formed on his left side. “Feed… Kill… Jaw Lock…” Pikachu got onto all fours, eager to end this quickly and make that Hydreigon pay.

Sato narrowed his eyes at the dark dragon. “I thought we took him down earlier!” Lapras let out a loud cry as she moved toward the shore.

Hydreigon glanced back at the Lapras who seemed slightly on edge. Sato hopped off and ran for the sand, shouting, “Lapras, use Ice Beam!”

Hydreigon swiftly dodged the incoming Ice Beam, narrowly avoiding the icy blast as it shot past him. Sato watched intently, his expression focused and determined. Hydreigon shot off toward them, firing Dark Pulse with reckless abandon. Sato braced himself, but a powerful bolt of lightning shot between the dragon and human, sending the Dark Pulse exploding harmlessly over the ocean.

Halted in his advance, Hyreigon roared in annoyance, but then Hunter K’s voice rang out. “Hydreigon! Come to me, let’s finish the fight!” Genesect landed next to him just as those words faded out.

Pikachu stood next to Sato and the teen recognized him. “A Pikachu?” He questioned, noticing a frozen Corviknight in the background and three Eons knocked out on the ground. Dracovish was still just standing there, looking very menacing. Hydreigon seemed to be weighing his options, his anger from earlier wanting to cloud his judgment. Yet, he couldn’t disobey his trainer and reluctantly flew over to him. Genesect was busy calculating the amount of enemies having shown up just now.

Mega Gyarados, despite being battered by electricity, showed resilience as it began to stir, its massive form crackling with residual sparks. Genesect, taken aback by the Gyarados's recovery, turned in surprise, its mechanical features reflecting a sense of astonishment.

Misty wasted no time, quickly darting into the nearby woods, her loyal Togekiss following closely behind. With her partner Pokémon by her side, she swiftly recalled Gyarados, ensuring its safety as they retreated from the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Hunter K, now mounted atop his Hydreigon, took action. With a swift command, the dragon Pokémon lifted off into the air, carrying its trainer towards the beach. Genesect followed closely behind, ready to support Hunter K in whatever lay ahead.

As Sato surveyed the chaotic scene, he acknowledged the grim reality: they were once again facing overwhelming odds, especially with Latios incapacitated. His attention shifted to Beni lying nearby, surrounded by a dark aura, indicating her dire condition. Meanwhile, Dracovish lunged at his opponents, prompting Pikachu to charge in. Despite the fish fossil Pokemon's snapping jaws, Pikachu managed to evade and counter with a powerful strike from his tail, sending Dracovish hurtling backward.

Pikachu's usual confidence in facing overwhelming odds began to waver as he witnessed the others falling in battle. Despite his typically invincible sense of self, Pikachu felt a growing sense of concern. Charging up his Thunder attack, he prepared for one last decisive push. Seeing Pikachu's immense power building up, Sato decided to retreat and recall Lapras. With a sense of determination, Sato reached for his final Pokeball, signaling the beginning of their last resort. As Misty approached, Pikachu unleashed a massive bolt of lightning into the sky, “CHUUUU!” He squeaked loudly signaling the beginning of their final stand.

Hunter K's laughter echoed through the air as he flew in on Hydreigon looking rather triumphant next to Genesect. "Really?! That's all?! All that buildup for nothing?!" he taunted, relishing in the apparent weakness of his opponents. His confidence soared as he contemplated the prospect of claiming victory. "Ah... Well, it doesn't matter to me. I'm going to take all these legends. Hell, I'm feeling pretty good right now, so I may just leave you all here..." he boasted, reveling in his perceived superiority. Hunter K's thoughts turned to his own luck and success, dismissing any need for Koro and firmly believing in his ability to achieve his goals.

With a gleeful smile, Hunter K turned to Latios and brandished a Dark Ball. His malicious intent was clear as he prepared to capture Latios. But right as he threw the ball, Latias intervened, jumping in the way to protect her child. As the ball closed in, Latias was sucked into its depths, sparking ominously. Hunter K's surprise was evident, but he couldn't help but laugh at the turn of events, reveling in his twisted victory.

“I can’t believe it. I was going to catch you anyway, but…That was my last Dark Ball.” He admitted, wishing he could have caught the Latios instead, “Have it your way, I suppose.” He picked it up and returned Beni. Sato clenched his hand tightly, cursing under his breath. They needed a distraction, right now!

Misty was about to say something, but a loud boom echoed in the sky. This was followed by the largest arc of lightning seen yet. Pikachu shot forward, speeding up considerably towards his opponents! Leaping in front of them, Hunter K could only look on in shock as both Misty and Sato disappeared before them. Then the incredibly powerful light struck Pikachu, creating the most massive flash they’d ever seen, not only blinding the Hunter, but striking them all in one monstrous move. The explosion spread out, ripping the beach apart and proceeded to tear at every Pokemon close by. Hunter K fell to his knees, the arcing electricity taking its toll on him.

Pikachu landed, breathing heavily, but he didn’t have time to waste as he moved past the enemies to where Sato and Misty had reappeared with Latios in tow. Taking a look back, Pikachu solemnly vowed to make sure they’d get back both Latias’. Once Ash found out, it’d be curtains for this guy, the mouse knew that for sure.

Misty was surprised. “How did we get over here?!” She asked the kid who pointed to his Abra.

“He’s really useful in a bad situation like this… I didn’t get a chance to use him before.” Sato recalled all the pain he’d suffered earlier and an ache in his chest echoed, but he didn’t have time for that. He saw Hunter K actually getting back up!

“Genesect, kill them all!” But Genesect wasn’t responding to him, nor did it move even slightly. Its eyes were blank as if it were offline or even rebooting. Hunter K noticed this and then returned him as well. “Are you kidding me?!” He yelled, turning to see Corviknight had been thawed by the raw heat of Pikachu’s attack, but was still down. Even Hydreigon was out cold and Dracovish wasn’t up either. He’d just lost his entire team and his new Latias wasn’t prepared to serve him yet. Clenching his teeth, Hunter K grunted and cursed his luck.

Right as he was about to pull out his final trump card, he heard a familiar clicking sound of a gun being cocked. “Stand down.” A strong older voice commanded just loud enough for him to hear it. Hunter K was starting to breathe heavily, remembering this moment in his childhood. Seeing flashes of his mother being shot before his eyes. He glanced back, panic overtaking his form.

Misty looked upon the person standing behind Hunter K. “Lorenzo?!” She shouted in surprise.

Sato hadn’t expected this interference, maybe they wouldn’t have to leave. They could take him down now and everything would be fine! Misty reached for a Pokeball from her bag and Hunter K was still calculating his chances despite the traumatic memories rushing to the forefront of his mind. Every detail in his life flashed before him and he didn’t see a way out. Then he noticed that the older man’s hand was shaking. Perfect.

A quick movement and he knocked the weapon free from Lorenzo’s grip. Sato, seeing that was ready to rush in and try to help, but Lorenzo shook his head. “GO! NOW!” He yelled, seeing Hunter K turn, brandishing the weapon as Misty grabbed Sato with Abra and Latios in tow. The group disappeared from view and Hunter K grunted in annoyance.

“Good move…” He looked back to Lorenzo, who wasn’t looking so strong now. “Yours on the other hand? I’d say it was a mistake, but we both knew that.” Hunter K pointed the weapon at him.

“So, what’s kept you going, old man?” He asked Lorenzo.

Lorenzo looked down. “I’m here for Latias and Latios.” He answered, clenching his hands in the sand.

Lowering the weapon slightly, Hunter K spoke up. “I see… Then you must know about the DMA, I presume?” The question was like the gun in his hand, loaded.

Lorenzo reluctantly nodded. “Yes… I know where the power source is, too.” He stated, seeing the man lower the gun.

“Good. Then get up. You’ll show me the way and if you get any funny ideas…” He held up the two Dark Balls with both Latias’ in them. “I’ll kill them both. It’ll be easier than it was to take this gun from you.” He said sternly, watching Lorenzo carefully pick himself up.

Lorenzo couldn’t believe it. He was being held at gunpoint by the weapon he’d trained with. That he’d promised to protect his livelihood with. Now it was falling apart. Everything and everyone could be gone by the morning. Well, that would be the case if he didn’t know any better. For now, he’d lead the way. Hopefully, things would turn before the morning in a few hours.

‘I can’t afford to let anyone else get hurt… Sorry Granddaughter… Sorry Ash… If I don’t see either of them… I hope he takes care of her.’ Clenching his eyes closed, the older man walked toward the city, making sure to not do anything drastic.

Bianca walked through an ancient pathway beside her Grandpa who'd recently taken her in. She looked in amazement at all of the wind chimes and a happy smile graced her face when several Pidgey flew by. "Grandpa! This is so awesome!" She shouted.

Lorenzo watched her with a chuckle, stroking his beard in ponderous thought. "It really is, Bianca and you get to come here whenever you like. Think of it as a nice hide and go seek spot." The smaller child turned to him with a smile on her face.

"Where are the biggest birds? You said there were really big ones!" She excitedly spouted, swinging her arms up and down to mimic the flapping of wings.

Lorenzo looked at the roof of the place, seeing the psychically enhanced sky. The sun beat down on them both as he attempted his best guess. "I'd say they're out enjoying the morning. Those two are quite rambunctious." Bianca listened with wide eyes.

Her smile grew at the thought of finally being able to see them. Lorenzo smiled, leaning down to scoop her up and set her on his shoulders. "I did make something for you. It's right over here and I think you'll enjoy it."

Bianca playfully messed with Lorenzo's hair as he walked through the garden with her. The sounds of bug and flying type Pokemon would echo off in the expansive garden. Bianca could feel mysterious power although she couldn't quite pin down why. She enjoyed it, feeling the wind flowing throughout the area. Seeing the trees rustle and the flowers lazily move side to side. The myriad of colors saturated her worldview and made the young girl feel at home.

“Right here.” Lorenzo nodded to the tree, but not the object itself. No, the thing hanging down from it. A swing made with strong rope tied to a healthy limb that would keep it held up for ages. The older man looked at it with a grandiose amount of pride. His skills in making gondolas were first rate and any type of design he made would stand the test of time. Even something as simple as a rope swing.

Lorenzo carefully picked up Bianca and brought her over to the swing. Letting her take a seat upon the sturdy plank, he let her get a feel for it. She looked surprised and in awe, but hadn’t said a word. Her hands reached for the rope, gripping it tightly in her palms. Lorenzo noticed her start to shake and stepped back.

“B- Bianca?” He asked, seeing her begin to tear up.

Lorenzo didn’t expect this and was figuring he did something wrong. “Bianca, are you alright?” He asked the little girl.

She had looked down at first, but then Bianca looked back up with a wide smile on her face. “Y- Yeah! I’m alright! I just d- didn’t expect this.” The last time she’d gotten something so nice was when her parents…

Bianca's initial smile faltered as she realized her Grandpa was no longer beside her. A chill ran down her spine, and she broke out into a cold sweat. Gripping the ropes of the swing tighter, she felt her palms begin to bleed from the pressure. The once vibrant garden now seemed cloaked in darkness, the psychic roof replaying haunting memories that flashed before her eyes like twisted specters.

The swing vanished, and panic surged through Bianca as she found herself ensnared by a web of shadows, her cries stifled by the web upon her face. The garden plunged into an abyss of darkness. Tears of despair streamed down her cheeks as she looked up to see Latios lying lifeless in the circlets above, his once-struggling form now a haunting reminder of lost hope.

Desperate to break free from the suffocating darkness, Bianca struggled against the webbing covering her body, but her efforts were futile against the tight grip that held her captive. She could see the shattered remnants of the Soul Dew scattered on the floor, their shattered fragments casting a reminder of the hell to come. Meanwhile, the DMA machine hummed ominously, emitting bursts of crimson energy that crackled with sinister intent while whirring about the room with ever more erratic movements.

The sound of shattering windows reverberated through the museum, accompanied by the ominous rising of water that seeped into Bianca's shoes like icy tendrils of despair. A sense of dread gripped Bianca's soul as she realized that the water was steadily rising higher, enveloping her with each passing moment. Her struggles intensified, desperation driving her to try and break free from the suffocating webbing, but each attempt only resulted in the strands snapping back into place with a cruel resilience.

With each stamp of her feet, the water splashed higher and higher, rising to her ankles, then her calves. The icy cold seeped into her skin, draining the warmth and vibrance from her once lively complexion, leaving behind a sickly shade of darkened colors.

As the water overtook her legs, Bianca felt a rising tide of horror engulfing her mind, threatening to drown her in a sea of despair. She fought against the numbing cold and the encroaching darkness, but the relentless tide of water seemed unstoppable, dragging her deeper into its unfathomable depths. Panic clawed at her chest as she struggled to breathe, but the very idea of air eluded her.
She didn’t want to die. She couldn’t die now!

Desperation consumed her as her lungs filled with water through the suffocating webbing, her chest heaving with wild hyperventilation. Each gasp for air only brought more water into her lungs, suffocating her further.

In her final moments, as the darkness closed in around her, Bianca clung to a flicker of hope, praying for salvation that never came. The last vestige of life was ripped from her, leaving behind only the cold embrace of the abyss.

Bianca's eyes shot open as she bolted upright in bed, her sudden actions waking Ash from his slumber beside her and flinging blankets across the room.

“Wha-?! Bianca? What is it?” His actions were quick, but gentle as he moved close to her side, placing a hand on her upper arm. Her breathing was ragged and shallow as her eyes darted to his at the contact. Tears had already begun spilling down her cheeks, and she dove into his chest as he began slowly rubbing her arm in comfort.

“I'm right here, Bianca. You're safe, I've got you.” Ash's words were soft and his breath warm against her hair as she sobbed near-silently into his shirt, gripping at his back as though her life depended on it. He wrapped his arms around her bare shoulders, rubbing slow circles on her back and continuing to whisper gentle affirmations into her hair.

After a few minutes of sobbing and comforting, Bianca had quieted to sniffles and pulled away from Ash to look at him, shivering almost immediately at the loss of his pleasant, warming presence.

Ash took this opportunity to reach behind her, grasping one of the soft, fleece blankets from behind her to drape it around her. He took her hands within his own before he spoke up again.

“Do you need to talk about it, Bianca?” His tone was welcoming, happy to listen but willing to stop if she deemed it so.

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came at first. Only a small, squeak-like sound echoed between them, and she snapped her mouth shut and shook her head a few times, swallowing hard. Taking a few deep, steadying breaths, she scooted closer to him, nestling herself between his thighs as she leaned up and placed a tender kiss to the corner of his mouth.

A cold breeze blew through the room, sending a shiver down Bianca’s back and drawing a shaky breath from her lungs. A reminder of how she had been so rudely awakened shortly before. She laid back onto her pillows once again, both hands outstretched toward her lover. Her eyes glinted in the moonlight with unshed tears that threatened to spill as she whispered out a simple request.

“Just hold me... please…” Her voice was small, frail, weak; as though the next breeze to blow through the open window would take her away with it.

It set off something in Ash’s mind, something that he’d noticed before but hadn’t the words to describe it. A desire to protect her, to see her happy, to hold her close. So he did exactly that, crawling up beside her on the pillows, pulling her into his embrace once more. This time though, he held her with that feeling close in mind, cocooning her body with his own. He wrapped his legs around her curled form and nestled her head into his chest, caressing the soft skin of her back with small, circular strokes.

He wanted to keep her safe; wanted to see her happy, share in her sorrows, hold her close throughout all of it. Wanted to feel her love. And to love her in return. He loved her. Her body responded to his actions almost immediately, nuzzling her face into his chest as a content smile worked its way onto her tear-stained face.

“So warm… cozy… Mmm… Love you, Ash…” Ash could already tell she was nodding off again and smiled softly at her sleepy words.

“Love you too, snugglebug. Sleep well, Bianca.” She clearly appreciated the little nickname, snuggling closer to him as if to emphasize his point. Ash simply reached down to retrieve a blanket for them before settling in fully and letting himself drift back to sleep.

Chapter Text

Zipping overhead, a blue blur rushed through the night sky. The sun was beginning to rise on the very edge of the horizon. Just behind him was a dark apparition of sorts, trailing like a shadow.

“Zephyr, hold on. Something’s going on…” The shadowy figure said, her voice sharp with caution. Zephyr, the Eon, halted abruptly.

“What? Are you trying to stop me on my quest again? She’s going to get away, and then I’m going to blame you, Darky,” Zephyr retorted, his frustration evident. He glared at the apparition, his impatience barely contained.

She scoffed, her form rippling in the dim light. “Keep it in your pouch! We’ve got serious business.” Her reply was curt and authoritative. They landed on the side of a building, where Zephyr quickly became intangible and her own body melted into a sliver of shadow cast by a window.

Appearing in front of the Pokémon Center in a flash of light were Abra, Sato, Misty, Latios, Togekiss, and Pikachu. They unceremoniously hit the ground, except for Abra, who didn’t have much experience transporting large groups. Misty immediately jumped back up, grumbling about how sore she was from the tumble.

Her eyes locked onto Latios, and she realized they needed to hide the legendary Pokémon. Before she could act, he started to move. ‘Wuh… What h- happened?’ His shaky question was heard by Misty and Sato, who picked himself up, dusting off his clothing.

Misty spoke up hesitantly. “I- I think that bastard got both Latias’.” She saw the eon's eyes widen in horror.

A wail of despair echoed from the depths of his hoarse lungs. Latios’ frustration manifested as he smacked his head into the cobblestones below. ‘DAMN IT ALL!’ he cursed inwardly and outwardly to everyone nearby.

Sato gritted his teeth, turning away, his shame evident. “Latios…” he started, but quickly fell silent as Latios headbutted the ground again, cracking the cobblestones. Tears began to run down Latios’ face as he angrily yelled out again, smashing his head yet again, causing a trickle of blood to ooze down the side of his skull.

In the back of his mind, Latios wasn’t sure how to process the loss of his sister and his Mama in such a short time. ‘IS THIS A TEST?! WHY?!’ His mind swirled with rage, and he wanted to do more. He cracked the cobblestones once more with his skull, pieces of it flying up from the impact, along with more blood dripping down his face.

Sato clenched his fist. “STOP!” he shouted, seeing the dragon glare at him.

Despite the glare, Sato continued, “Doing that won't help them! We need to figure something else out right now!” he said quickly, urgency clear in his voice.

Latios shook his head vehemently. ‘OUR PLANS FAILED! WE COULDN'T STOP HIM AND NOW I'VE LOST EVERYTHING!’ His eyes narrowed in on Sato. ‘AND YOU! YOUR PLAN?! IT DIDN’T EVEN WORK!’ The young teen flinched away from him, unable to respond, knowing that Latios was right.

Misty stepped forward, placing a hand on Latios’ shoulder. “We’re all feeling this loss, Latios, but hurting yourself won’t free them. We need to get Ash.”

Latios’ breath came in ragged gasps, his anger barely contained. ‘What’s the point in bothering him? We tried everything…’ His voice faltered, the anguish clear.

Sato clenched his fists, frustration boiling within him. “Latios, I know I failed. We all did. But giving up now won’t help us find them. We have to keep trying! As long as they’re still here…” Benihime’s smiling face showed up within his mind.

Latios looked at him, the raw pain in his eyes slowly being replaced by a flicker of determination. ‘And what if we fail again?’

Misty spoke up. “I wasn’t here for everything, but it's obvious you both tried your best. So, let’s pull ourselves together and give it our all. Okay?” She looked at the blue legend, who only grunted in response.

‘We don’t have any real choice…’ Latios's emotions poured out like an overflowing cup of rage and frustration. He turned intangible, his voice echoing in their minds. ‘I must go check on the Soul Dew! You two do what you can. If I get lucky, maybe I’ll encounter that man again.’ He shook his head as if anyone could see him before the doors of the center opened.

“What’s with all the commotion?” Nurse Joy asked, noticing the two battered figures standing outside. She had been alerted by the sound of breaking cobblestone.

Misty quickly responded, “Sorry! It was an accident. Abra here is new to teleporting, and we all hit the ground hard.” She pointed at the Psychic-type, who scratched his head sheepishly, his expression not differing much from his usual look.

Nurse Joy's expression softened as she took in the sight of the exhausted and injured group. “I see. Well, accidents happen. Come inside, all of you. Let’s get you patched up.” With that, she retreated inside and awaited them. Misty breathed a sigh of relief.

Sato shook his head. “Latios, are you already gone?” He got no answer and assumed it must be true. “Well, that’s happening. Misty, are we going to the Pokémon Center or getting Ash?” he asked, looking to her for directions.

Misty nodded with determination. “I’m going to get Ash,” she reaffirmed, turning to Sato. “You need to get the police. If they don’t listen, go find Brock. Either way, we’ll figure this out and get both Latias back. I know it,” she said, her fierce determination shining through.

On a nearby rooftop, Darkrai's shadowy form shifted with a shiver. “It seems like they’ve been through quite the ordeal. You caught all that, Zephyr?” she asked her invisible companion.

Zephyr nodded, though she couldn’t see it. “Yeah, I'll get Tobias. You’re not a psychic, so you can’t relay the information,” he said, feeling a wave of melancholy.

Darkrai’s shadow moved slightly, an air of indifference around her. “Did you just try to send me nightmares while awake?” Zephyr asked, sensing the shift.

“Maybe. Maybe not,” Darkrai responded enigmatically, her tone leaving Zephyr guessing.

Zephyr knew she liked to play more than she let on. It took time to build a “friendship” like their current one, no matter the circumstances surrounding them. Suddenly, the shadow extended from the window, and Darkrai shot off into the rising sun, leaving Zephyr to his own devices. Silently, the eon wondered where exactly she was heading as Darkrai didn’t say.

Shaking his head, the legend flew off. ‘Just go with the flow, Zephyr. It’ll all work out,’ he thought, leaving the area behind where Sato and Misty began to rush off in different directions.

Nurse Joy burst out the doors, looking between the two noisy guests. “HEY! You forgot the checkup!” she shouted to no avail.

Nurse Joy sighed, mumbling under her breath about how she wasn’t paid enough to deal with this. She turned back inside, her frustration palpable as she prepared to deal with the aftermath of the unexpected visitors.

The sun crested over the horizon as the dawn greeted the fair island city of Altomare. As of now, it was silent as most early mornings could be. A few early bird businesses would just now be starting to ready up for the incoming tourists. For those people, it was a clean slate and the start of a bright beautiful day sure to bring them prosperity. For a small group in particular, that wasn’t the case.

Sato was rushing through the town, heading toward the police station as fast his legs could carry him. Huffing and panting with sweat dripping down his forehead, his mind kept replaying the events not too long ago. Misty had sent him off to find the police while she went to find Ash and Bianca. He was exhausted, feeling aches and pains beginning to tear at his body. The aftereffects of Heal Pulse were beginning to take their toll and Sato's pool of energy was being sapped more than ever.

Still, Sato stayed the course because he wanted to help in any way he could. ‘Would be amazing if I had a ride…’ he thought, feeling sluggish as his feet hit the ground.

His mind shifted to the idea of finally having a Charizard and being able to actually fly whenever he wanted. It made him feel more tired than usual, and he stumbled but quickly righted himself.

‘Can’t slow down now. Gotta keep moving forward! For Beni!’ he thought, pushing his tiredness away as best as he could.

Yet, he fell forward anyway, his hands catching the side of a building. Determination alone couldn’t ward off this overwhelming fatigue. It threatened to flood his system, forcing Sato to think about what other options he had. Leaning against the cool concrete, he reached down to the side of his belt and tapped one of the Pokéballs. Out popped Scyther, who looked very surprised.

“Scy?! Scyther!” he shouted in shock at seeing how bad off Sato was.

Sato took a deep breath and steadied himself. “Scyther, I need your help. We have to get to the police station, and I’m running out of energy,” he explained, hoping his companion would understand.

Scyther's eyes narrowed with determination. “Scyther!” he replied, nodding firmly.

“Thanks, buddy,” Sato said, mustering a weak smile. He climbed onto Scyther's back, feeling the sharp exoskeleton under his hands. With a swift beat of its wings, Scyther took off, gliding over the streets with Sato clinging tightly.

As they flew, Sato’s thoughts drifted back to his mission. ‘Hang on, everyone. We’re coming,’ he silently vowed, his resolve strengthening with each passing second.

With the wind rushing through his hair, Sato tried scanning the area as did Scyther. The police station would be rather easy to spot even in such a cramped corridor filled town like this. He hoped they would be open. 

‘Urgh… I’m really tired.’ Sato’s grip faltered, feeling the desire for sleep start to take over. Scyther noticed and quickly went in for a landing. ‘I’ve really exceeded everything I can…’ Beni’s face appeared in his mind, causing Sato to frown again.

‘You’ll give up on me?’ she asked, her beautiful eyes scanning his own green irises.

Sato shook his head. ‘I’m trying really hard! It’s…’ He couldn’t bring himself to call her or this a burden.

Beni smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. ‘It’s okay… Maybe it was meant to be this way.’ Her melancholic voice shattered him from within as she began to fade.

His eyes shot open. “NO!” he shouted, reaching out, but only Scyther was there before him.

“SCY?!” Scyther exclaimed in surprise, wondering if he had done something wrong.

Pulling his hand back, Sato began to tear up. “Damn… Damn!” he cried out, Scyther reaching out to try and comfort the teen, but Sato shook off the Bug type.

“I really did mess up! That whole thing!” he exclaimed, feeling the full effects of despair hit him all at once.

Sato wanted to be strong. He never imagined just how tough it would be to protect someone. The tears flowed freely from his eyes, running down his cheeks as the weight of the world finally set in. Maybe the Heal Pulse from before had numbed this and given him strength, but now he was unable to escape the torment wringing him out inside. He slammed his fist onto the ground, his feet flailing uselessly like a child having a tantrum.

Scyther watched, helpless and unsure of how to console his trainer. The emotional storm inside Sato raged, his sobs echoing in the coming dawn. Despite his own fatigue, Scyther remained vigilant, staying close to Sato, hoping his presence alone could provide some comfort.

“Nnnnhh…” He grunted, feeling his resolve weakening and he slumped back against the wall. “Be- niiiiiiiii…” Sato’s eyes closed as he passed out, unable to bear his tiredness any longer.

Scyther felt a panic overtake his features, but he dare not use his claws on the young teen. Making sure to guard him, the bug type looked around, finding that they were alone.

Hydreigon landed right in front of Lorenzo’s shop, and off his back hopped Hunter K. Lorenzo's hands were bound in front of him, courtesy of his captor's technology. The Hunter wondered why he had bothered with the restraints at all; the old man hadn’t resisted once. The lack of resistance made Hunter K uneasy. Was this a trap? How much more would he have to fight?

‘This should be the easy part,’ he thought, considering the possibilities as Hydreigon plopped Lorenzo down.

“Open the door,” Hunter K ordered, pressing the cool steel of his revolver into Lorenzo's back.

“Urgh… Yes. The key is in my pocket,” Lorenzo said, gesturing to the front torso pocket of his overalls.

Giving him a look of disdain, Hunter K slowly reached for the key. "Remember, any wise moves and it's all over for you." he reinforced, pressing the revolver harder into Lorenzo’s back, making the older man grunt in pain. Within seconds, the Hunter had the key and, with swift efficiency, popped the door open. Lorenzo walked quietly forward, followed by his captor.

“Hydreigon, if any uninvited guest shows up, you know what to do.” Hunter K said, shutting the door behind him. 

The dragon nodded with excitement that it would finally get a full battle without some cheap shot taking him out of the equation. Together, albeit reluctantly, the two stepped through the large darkened room. Lorenzo was at home here, the smell of many years worth of work rushed his senses and the smallest hint for a hope at survival brushed through his mind. Yet, the barrel jabbing him in the spine shook that from him. His head lowered as he recognized the final obstacle that Hunter K swiftly pulled open. 

The light from within the garden shined out, blinding them for just a moment. Shining shafts of bright sun were pouring from the enhanced roof. Lorenzo pushed onward with encouragement from Hunter K.

Meanwhile, the Hunter seemed to be looking around in awe. “So, this is what I've been looking for this entire time? It sure is rather beautiful. Such a shame that its existence may be snuffed out this very day.” He heard a grunt of disdain from Lorenzo, but ignored it.

He grinned. “Oh come now, Lorenzo. We may not know each other personally, but you must admit this was fate. You're about to become part of my legend. Enjoy it.” Hunter K spoke, an obvious tinge of overbearing smugness contorting his words.

Lorenzo grit his teeth, hands trembling in barely concealed anger. “The only legend I wish to be a part of is the one where you're defeated and this becomes nothing more than a bad memory!” Venom laced his words as his rage coiled tighter in his body, his voice spitting by the end of his tirade.

Without warning, Lorenzo was tripped and sent crashing hand first to the ground. A harsh snap echoed and a horrid, garbled yell of pain was heard. Hunter K walked around the old man, stopping just in front of the writhing old fool. Leaning down, he put the barrel of the gun beneath Lorenzo's chin and tilted his head up.

“Tsk, tsk… You should mind your temper. I think you broke a few fingers with that fall.” He grinned down at the older man who could only look on with barely disguised anger at the malicious face of his attacker.

Lorenzo had gotten used to the feeling by this point. His hands still stung, and his heart wouldn’t stop rapidly beating in his chest. The back of his overalls were tugged as he was pulled up by them. Once he was on his feet, the old man stumbled a bit, but Hunter K stopped him from falling again.

“Don’t try it a second time, that first one was rather pathetic of you. Now show me the Soul Dew. We don’t have time to spare.” He chided, watching as Lorenzo took a shaky step forward.

“R-Right this way.” Years of showing people around a museum had been perfect for this moment. He ignored the pain, trying to imagine that it was just another day at his job. That Hunter J was just another patron he’d greet in front of his shop. It wouldn’t go away, this feeling of dread mixed with acceptance that poured into his mind.

This thought ran its course and together, they stood in front of the heart of Altomare itself. The fountain seemed to beat like a heart of sorts and the water flowed crystal clear.

Hunter K let out a small gasp of awe. “So, this is it. The heart of the city.” He admired the glow from the center, the ancient metal towering from that center. The jewel that would cement his rise to fame and power beyond his wildest dreams. His next goal was clear. To see the DMA in all its glory. Reaching out, the evil man’s glove pierced the water and the beating of its heart bumped faster. As he sunk deeper, his fingers surrounded the jewel. It glowed brighter than before as if hoping to defy him and force him away.

Hunter K chuckled at this display before tightening his hold. The exterior was as such, glass as smooth as a rock polished on a riverbed, but you could tell that it was strong enough to survive a powerful hit. He pulled it swiftly, a clinking sound echoed from the burbling water. All at once, he felt an irresistible tug on his soul and the world fell away.

~A Memory~

“You wish to change this coalition of bandits?” A young teen questioned the older woman sitting opposite himself.

She glanced at him, smirking. “Of course. All we’ve done is drag entire villages down over time.” Turning, she glared at the rest of the group currently working with them. “You’re the only one I can trust here, Katchen.” The name made him grit his teeth.

He had thrown that identity away along with his old life. In a sense, he’d been revived like a phoenix. Thrust into circumstances beyond his old life’s comprehension. Truly being blessed with a person to look up to, a person who saved him from an early end. She still liked to tease him with that name regardless as if never letting him forget when they met. Not that he could. It was ingrained in his head.

Still feeling the rain as if it were yesterday, he reached up to wipe it away, but of course nothing was there. “You know it’s, “Hunter K”. I’ve been working with you for years, Hunter J.” He wished he knew her name so he could tease her, but he knew that even if he did. He wouldn’t. She saved him and was his world.

Hunter J waved it off. “Relax. Besides, I think the name is rather nice.” She moved her long hair to the side, giving him a small smile. 

He grunted, looking back down at the bowl in his hand, seeing his reflection in the stew. A small blush on his face. “Eh, whatever.” Pushing the embarrassment away, he looked back at her. “What’s all this about? Why'd we wait to discuss this?” That was a legitimate question. It would have been safer to bring up topics farther away from camp, but Hunter J always did things a certain way.

She leaned in, smirking completely unlike her usual self and whispered. “Because I've finally moved up a rank. I'm in the higher echelon of hunters now.” His eyes widened, feeling her soft breath on his ear.

“That’s interesting…” Whatever was he thinking?! This was better than interesting, it was monumental! Work over the last ten years has paid off. Hunter J changed things radically over the course. Her hunts had gained prestige and her methods didn't need the subjugation of entire villages or towns that were springing up. The warring days for the overzealous deserters who knew nothing more than death and destruction being left in their wake had become useless over time. A waste of effort.

Some of those people had even left, choosing to join some annoying startup gang named Team Rocket. In Kanto, even the hunters were being pilfered by this mob and their actions were always erased from the public eye quickly. Whoever ran that bunch must be incredibly powerful in the underworld.

Regardless, Hunter K thought of them with disdain. The business controlled by hunters had started shrinking since that all began and now they were branching off to other regions in hopes of escaping Team Rocket. 

“Congratulations.” He finally said, seeing her grin knowingly.

“That’s a better response.” Hunter J then continued, “And…” She stopped, hoping to bait him into asking.

He wouldn't dare let her think that he would be stone cold to her. “And?” Hunter K questioned with a slight anticipation.

“Bastion is coming down to greet our ragtag group.” 

The statement planted in his mind and his hands trembled. A sound of glass breaking echoed out in their encampment. Each shard flew from the impact area and some ended up in the fire along with the sizzling stew. Hunter K’s comprehension was lost for a moment until his brow furrowed. A few people around the small area gave him a raised eyebrow, but not much else before they all turned back to their current business.

“He’s coming here?” The whispered question rang with hopeful desperation.

Hunter J nodded. “This is your chance. Your revenge and my only chance to cement myself as a successor.” She watched him fully turn to her.

“When is it?” He asked in a low tone, drumming his fingers on his knee.

She placed a hand on his shoulder. “He didn’t give an exact date, but we’ll be ready, right?” 

He started to nod, then a sickening grin showed itself. “Yes. I will be there by your side every step of the way.” He said with a certain conviction.

With a nod of her own, the two enjoyed the campfire. Their thoughts on the future and where it might take them.

~Waking up~

Hunter K saw the fountain in his blurry vision and the bright blue ball of distracting lights going off in his hand. As everything came into perfect view, he heard an explosive bang from outside. Jolting fully awake, he realized that he’d gotten the Soul Dew. 

‘Memories? Of J…’ He put a hand to his forehead, feeling the moisture of sweat on and under his gloves. 

Hunter K turned to see Lorenzo was still there. “And you’re still here? Fool. How much time has passed?!” He questioned as the old man narrowed his eyes.

“It’s been barely a minute.” He answered begrudgingly. 

Another blast echoed outside and Hunter K shook his head. “Nevermind.” He pointed the gun at Lorenzo, twitching it to the left. “Show me another exit. I will not be impeded.”

Hydreigon maneuvered through the sky, narrowly dodging several Shadow Balls that whizzed past him, each exploding with a muted thud as they collided with the watery surroundings. Curious onlookers peered from their windows, bewildered by the commotion outside.

‘Whatever is firing these is invisible! I must find them!’ Hydreigon thought, trying to discern a pattern in the attacks.

Unbeknownst to him, Latios was darting back and forth, adjusting his speed to optimize his strikes. His translucent maw opened, releasing a chilling Ice Beam that enveloped Hydreigon’s underside, sending a frigid shiver through the dragon’s body.

‘C-Cold!’ Hydreigon summoned heat from within, unleashing a fiery blast that narrowly missed the source of the ice. The flames scorched the cobblestone streets below, turning them into molten lava. Though the heat dried his scales, Hydreigon still couldn't locate his assailant.

“Come out, you invisible coward!” Hydreigon roared, but there was no reply.

A swift shot of ice struck his wings, causing them to freeze and making Hydreigon plummet. Desperately, he shot another flame from his left head, momentarily halting the attacks. “URGH! WHERE ARE YOU?!” he bellowed, his right head scanning frantically.

The left head interjected, “We should return to our Master!”

Hydreigon’s main head shook. “We can’t! You know what punishment awaits us if we fail.”

The right head grunted. “Nothing yet! Let’s use Dark Pulse to clear the area!” Latios knew he had to act fast to prevent collateral damage. As he prepared another Ice Beam, the left head spotted him just in time.

“THERE!” A Dark Pulse shot out, colliding with the Ice Beam and causing a massive explosion. Latios, now visible, plunged into the waters below. Hydreigon, feeling triumphant, dove down to retrieve his fallen opponent, only to be met by an unexpected sight.

Emerging from the shadows of the canal was a figure, its form shifting in and out of visibility. Aquamarine eyes glowed ominously, freezing Hydreigon in his tracks. ‘A demon?!’ he thought, terror gripping him.

The shadowy figure floated upwards, shadows swirling around it and expanding ominously. Holding a sphere of darkness, the being's eyes narrowed.

“Dark Void…” The ball of darkness shot towards Hydreigon, engulfing him and sending him crashing to the cobblestones below with a dull thud.

The figure's eyes remained fixed on the fallen dragon until Latios resurfaced. “Who are you?!” Latios asked, astonished to see Hydreigon incapacitated.

“Introductions can wait. We need to find Hunter K.” Her voice was low, comforting yet commanding.

Latios, sensing the urgency, set aside his curiosity. “Follow me. I know another way.” He led the way, with the mysterious figure close behind.

The young couple stirred awake as the sounds reverberated across the city. Chocolate eyes warily met hazel as they turned to face each other. “Ash? D-Did you hear that?” she asked, her voice tinged with concern. Ash tightened his arm around her, his brow furrowing.

“Yeah. Something’s happening,” he replied, though the comforting blankets still enveloped their bodies, tempting him to stay.

As Ash relaxed his arm and began to move, Bianca snuggled closer, her head pressing into his side. “Bianca…” he murmured, his voice as soft as the sheets covering them.

Bianca breathed in his scent, feeling the nightmare of the previous night fade further into the background. Ash’s presence had brought her serenity and further solidified her feelings for him. She wanted to spend more time with this man and explore where their relationship could go, but the world seemed determined to pull him away.

“I know. Those explosions were close…” Her left hand trailed up his chest. “We should go.” Ash nodded, a smile forming on his lips.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make it up to you, Snugglebug,” he promised, his smile widening into a knowing grin, using the same affectionate nickname from last night.

She scoffed, smirking. “Sure, Champ. Just don’t make a promise you can’t keep.” Leaning in, Bianca kissed his jawline, sucking gently, and Ash leaned down to meet her kiss fully. They savored the brief moment, knowing it had to come to an end.

Ash pulled away reluctantly, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “I’ll check it out. Stay here and keep safe, okay?”

But he felt a gentle pressure on his arm. Turning back, he saw Bianca shaking her head. “I’m not gonna just sit here while you go out and risk who knows what to find out what’s going on. I’m going with you.” she asked, still wrapped in the blankets he’d just shed.

He sighed, but nodded. “Yeah. We’ll just be careful together, okay?”

Bianca gave him a small smile and threw the blankets aside, making Ash blush slightly. “Oooooh. Later, Champ,” she teased, her voice playful and light.

Ash shook his head, trying to tune out her teasing lilt. He stood quickly, his mind already focused on the potential danger outside. Bianca dressed hurriedly, the urgency of the situation overriding her earlier playfulness. Pulling up his pants, grabbing his belt, donning his shirt and jacket, and finally putting on his iconic hat, he was prepared for whatever might come. As he stepped toward the door, he saw Bianca motion at his shoes.

His eyes widened, and he picked them up rather sheepishly. “Uh, thanks.”

Bianca winked and tapped her own shoes on the wooden floor before heading past him. Ash followed her, but his stomach grumbled loudly. “Oh…”

She turned back with a knowing smile. “We’ll pick something up on the way.” He nodded, relieved and hoping that it would be soon.

As they stepped out into the early morning light, the sounds of distant explosions still echoing in their ears, they moved with a sense of urgency.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

Zephyr soared through the sky, scanning the ground as the beach came into view. ‘Right there!’ Seeing Tobias plain as day, he grinned and subsequently, an itch was felt right up his spine.

Odd, he surely didn’t have fleas. Whatever it was started crawling up his back and that spooked him. “Hey! How did I end up here?!” A very audible squeak surprised him further as he landed right before his trainer. 

Tobias arched an eye in surprise, “Seems you brought a visitor?” 

Zephyr cringed, using Psychic to try and pull at whatever it was, but it hung on tightly. In fact, it felt very familiar now to the eon. He remembered a vague memory of the one time something had managed to cling to his back. Tobias chuckled, moving toward his old friend.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it.” Tobias reached out and gripped the Pokemon who struggled slightly and proceeded to unleash a shot of electricity that shocked both Zephyr and his trainer! 

Once it subsided, Tobias fell backward and coughed out a puff of smoke. Meanwhile, Zephyr looked very fluffy compared to his usual self. Narrowing his eyes, he finally got to see the electric mouse in all his glory. The only one to ever defeat him in battle, a true marring of his talents. 

“You again?! Why’re you on my back?” He stopped for a moment as it sunk in, “Again?!” Zephyr spouted angrily as Pikachu shrugged in confusion.

“How the heck should I know? That Abra teleports weirdly…” The diminutive tank responded, looking at Tobias and Zephyr properly. 

Folding his ears back, Pikachu continued. “Eh… Sorry about that.” He grinned awkwardly with a twitch of his ears.

“As much–” Tobias coughed. ”–as I like watching you two argue–” Another short coughing fit wracked his chest before he could continue. “Did you find anything out, Latios?” Zephyr, still narrowing his eyes at what he considered to be a rat. Said rat tried his best to look innocent. Snorting, Zephyr turned to Tobias.

‘In fact, I’ve found out that Hunter K is indeed making a move and Darkrai is in pursuit right now. At least, I think she is…’ The eon made a mental note to ask her before she disappears in the heat of the moment next time.

Tobias nodded shakily as he stood. “We shouldn't waste time then…” He patted himself down, taking a moment to collect his thoughts, “What of you?” He questioned Pikachu whom he recognized as Ash’s

Pikachu nodded very eagerly, wanting a second round with Hunter K. “Kachu!” The mouse's confidence was staggering to say the least.

Zephyr grunted, not liking the idea one bit. “Are we sure this one can keep up?’ The question bounced off Tobias who merely grinned.

“Are you only asking that because he managed to topple you?” That struck a nerve, but Zephyr relented.

‘...Yes.’ The blue dragon caught sight of Pikachu sticking its tongue out and this made him utterly boil.

Tobias loved it, like having his own mini comedic team. “That answers that. We'll be glad to have you, Pikachu.” Seeing the little mouse celebrate brought him a feeling of warmth that was followed by a cold unflinching harsh demeanor.

“I didn't manage to get much out of Koro here, but with this sudden revelation you've passed me.” He looked up to the floating eon, “It probably won't matter in the long run. Hell, he may not know a thing at all, but that will be decided later.” Tobias finished as Zephyr floated down.

He boarded the legend with a hop, then offered a hand to Pikachu. The mouse leapt up, trailing up the side of the young man’s arm. A clear determination on Tobias’ face and a nod to Zephyr later, they whisked off into the sky.

From not too far away, Koro watched this happen. Sweat drenched his forehead as flashes of what he thought was merely half an interrogation flowed through his mind.

“Where is Hunter K?”

Tobias seemed entirely different from before. Koro knew very little about this man. His past exploits were a mystery beyond league runs and he never talked about himself. Calm had been the persona earlier on, but now it was a cold aura. Gulping, he twitched uncomfortably.

“W- Who?” Koro asked, a nervous tremor in his voice, as if his response would end it all if it was any different.

Tobias put both his hands in his pockets, leaning in slightly. “There’s no possible way that you don’t have a clue.” His light green eyes seemed to bore a hole through the trainer, “I’m giving you a chance to come clean.”

Koro shifted backward, clearly intimidated. “I-I’m not s-sure who that is.” He wasn’t lying. He’d never heard that name before.

Tobias hummed, taking a moment to think. “Surely you don’t think I’m this stupid? No.” He was looking for something, anything to give him some idea this trainer wasn’t lying to him, ‘Perhaps an inkling of truth? No, I’ll grill him a bit more.’

“People who were coming in and out of this very tournament hall have seen you acting uncharacteristically suspicious.” Tobias said with a sense of authority.

Koro wasn’t sure what to make of this statement. “That d-doesn’t mean anything.” He felt as if he were being interrogated by a cop.

Tobias shook his head. “I doubt even you believe that.” 

Shaking his head, Koro shook and clenched his fist. “T- That’s ridiculous! I’m definitely telling you the truth! I don’t know this person!” His conviction outweighed the hopeless fear in his mind and his eyes flashed brightly in the coming daylight, “For that matter!” He pointed at Tobias, “What are you supposed to be?!”

Tobias didn’t move, choosing instead to intensify his glower. “Don’t change the subject. You’re obviously hiding something.” That statement echoed just as much as the wind that suddenly blew off the surface of the ocean. The chill cut straight through the heavy atmosphere, but Tobias didn’t dare acknowledge it. His fortitude and ability to deflect would gain him more ground in this battle of words. In truth, he had nothing on Koro. 

But that was the point, he’d been invited to this island just as Koro was. Yet, the differences were stark when comparing their situations. Koro was a trainer who was going through a rough patch, his career in shambles and not much money to his name. Here he was, on this island anyway. Someone had to pay for this trip. If Koro didn’t have the funds, then clearly somebody did. 

Tobias could guess that the obvious answer would be the benefactor that put the whole thing together. He also wanted to figure that said benefactor could be Hunter K. Since that man always wore a mask in every report he’d read on him, though, nobody could be sure. 

Koro looked thoroughly frustrated by this point. His mind boiled with the questions levied upon himself. Then he realized that there was a question he himself hadn’t asked.

“Am I being detained?”

Tobias shook his head. “No. You're not being detained.” 

Koro mulled this over for a second. “Am I free to go?” 

The words lingered in the air for a moment. Tobias figured that surely things would work out in the interim, but his suspicions would still remain. Stepping back, he took his hands out of his pockets. His shoulders relaxed and he nodded.

"Yes.” He said simply before turning and walking off to leave Koro alone.

Koro gripped his PokeBall tightly while mulling over his next moves. ‘I should follow them. Just to be sure.’ 

Clicking the button and watching the ball expand, he dropped it to the ground. As it touched the sand, the sphere popped open with a metallic sound. A white light rippled out and before him stood a green dragon with bits of red on its wings. Its eyes shot to Koro from behind the protective layer concealing them and it made an excited growl.

“Flygon!” 

“Alright Flygon, let's go.” The dragon nodded, lowering to allow his master to ride on his back.

  ‘I hope I don’t regret this.’ 

Latios stared down in disbelief at the empty pool, the water having ceased its flow entirely. A chilling dread seized him, making his blood run cold. The dark apparition standing off to the side seemed to be studying him—or perhaps, in a way that could only be described as unsettling, observing him with a creepy fascination. Latios barely registered her presence, too consumed by the despair gnawing at his heart.

“They got it…” His voice trembled, barely above a whisper, echoing the quiver in his body.

“Got what?” The bewildered question slipped from her lips, much to Latios’ dismay.

“The Soul Dew… It’s gone, and soon we'll follow.” Latios' words were heavy with resignation. The thought of living in a world where his home and family no longer existed was unbearable. This city, this sacred place, was all he knew. The idea of existing anywhere else was inconceivable.

She frowned, a determined glint flashing in her eyes. “Then we shall rectify this situation.”

Latios shook his head, disbelief and irritation mingling in his voice. “Really? And who are you to be saying such a thing?” His patience was wearing thin, and he didn’t bother to hide it.

The shadowy figure eyed him up and down, her gaze piercing. “You’re intriguing,” she murmured, drawing closer. “Not even a hint of fear. You've not met a more terrifying force, and you haven’t suffered nearly enough.” Her tone was cryptic, laced with a hint of something Latios couldn’t quite place.

His eyes narrowed, anger flaring up as his teeth clenched. “Who in the hell are you to say such things?!” His growl reverberated through the Secret Garden, his displeasure clear.

Warm winds swept through the garden, stirring the shadows of her cloak. Her expression remained blank, but her aquamarine eyes spoke volumes. They held a complex mix of emotions—understanding tinged with a certainty that seemed to burn with an intense resolve. Yet, her anger wasn’t directed at Latios; it was aimed squarely at the situation that had ensnared them both.

“I am Darkrai,” she said, her voice calm yet firm, “and I've come to assist.” Her words carried a weight that made Latios pause, his red irises fixed on her with newfound curiosity.

“And that's supposed to clear up everything? What about your trainer?” he questioned, his mind racing with new questions. He sensed that answers might be hard to come by, though. Darkrai, it seemed, was not one to give away more than she deemed necessary.

Latios decided to drop the topic when Darkrai just stared at him with that strange, unreadable expression. “Okay. Thanks, I guess,” he muttered awkwardly, the words hanging in the air between them. A tense silence followed, both of them uncertain of how to proceed.

Darkrai, however, was eager to focus on the task at hand. This was the perfect opportunity to shift gears. “Don’t mention it. Now…” She let her gaze sweep over the ancient garden. “I believe we have a Hunter to track down. You wouldn’t happen to know of another way out of here, would you?” she asked, her voice calm yet commanding.

Latios nodded, albeit shakily. “Yeah, there’s another way.”

“Perfect. Show me,” Darkrai urged.

But before they could take a step, the door behind them flew open with a harsh slam, echoing through the garden. Darkrai’s eyes narrowed as she recognized one of the newcomers—Ash Ketchum. The memory of her last battle with him flashed in her mind, reigniting the frustration she’d felt at losing to him. It had been a rare and bitter defeat, one that still stung despite the overall victory. As quickly as it appeared, she pushed it to the back of her mind. There would be a time for such thoughts later.

Latios, on the other hand, looked utterly horrified. His feathers bristled wildly as he caught sight of the person who had just entered—Mama’s best friend, who also happened to be his long-time crush. Panic surged through him, and for a split second, he wanted to hide. But the moment her eyes locked onto him, he knew it was too late.

Ash stepped forward, his voice filled with concern. “Latios? What’s going on?”

Bianca was right behind him, moving swiftly toward the fountain. The sight of the shallow pool made her freeze in place, her face paling as shock and dread gripped her. Memories of a haunting nightmare flashed in her mind, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Her voice shook as she gasped aloud, “W-Where’s the Soul Dew?!”

Latios dipped his head in shame. "T-There was nothing I could do..." His voice was a whisper, laden with guilt.

Ash moved to stand beside Bianca at the fountain, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's okay! We'll get it back, no matter what!" He tried to sound reassuring, his eyes locking with Bianca's.

Bianca looked up at him, her eyes meeting his chocolate-brown ones. She nodded, determination slowly replacing her earlier fear. "I have an idea where the thief is heading."

Ash's expression changed as he caught onto her meaning with a nod. He turned to Latios. "Think you can get us to the Museum?"

Latios twitched slightly, his head nodding in a quick, jerky motion. 'Of course I can. It'll be no problem!' He lowered his body, signaling for them to climb on.

Despite her earlier irritation, Darkrai couldn’t deny that having more allies would make their task easier. "We should go, Latios," she said, her voice losing some of its earlier harshness as she watched Bianca climb onto the dragon's back, followed by Ash. She noticed the strain in Latios as Ash settled in.

"I-I know. Just give me a second!" Latios retorted, struggling with two riders.

Ash gritted his teeth as he tried to get comfortable, feeling the tension in the air. Latios could sense the weight of their worries pressing down on him. 

As Ash finally settled and Bianca wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, Ash spoke up again. "By the way… Latios?" The blue dragon acknowledged him with a low grunt. "Where's Latias?" Ash punctuated it with a lower tone.

Bianca tightened her grip on Ash, the question hanging heavily in the air. "I’d like to know that too."

The weight of the island’s fate, his riders' concerns, and his own personal grief was too much for Latios. He could normally carry two people with little issue, but the emotional burden was too great this time. He suddenly crashed to the ground, slamming onto his stomach against the hard stone, causing Ash and Bianca to shout in alarm.

"Latios?!"

But Latios couldn’t respond. He was trembling, tears streaming down his face as recent memories flooded his mind. Losing his sister. The agony of witnessing his mother’s demise. Lashing out at Ash when it was his own failure that had brought them to this point. The sorrowful emptiness that had consumed him when all other emotions faded. And finally, the seething rage toward the Hunter—the orchestrator of all his pain.

He was overwhelmed, unable to hold the weight of it all any longer. Latios wept openly, the tears mingling with the cold stone beneath him, each drop a testament to his anguish.

Latios’s wings lay limp on the ground, a physical manifestation of the despair that had consumed him. Misty had tried to lift his spirits earlier, but his thoughts had spiraled into darkness, leaving him feeling even more burdened. When the weight on his back lightened, it only seemed to make the crushing gravity of the situation worse. His vision was still blurred by tears, but through the haze, he saw Bianca. Her soft hands stroked his head and gently caressed his ears, and Latios leaned into her touch, unable to hold back the flood of emotions any longer.

Tears streamed down his face as he found comfort in the one who had introduced him to this beautiful city—a city he had come to love deeply. He remembered how lost he and his sister had felt when they first arrived. Guided by the new Soul Dew, they were fledgling guardians, unsure of their purpose. Meeting Bianca had been like seeing the sun for the first time, a beacon of warmth and light that he wanted to follow forever. To him, she had been nothing short of a goddess.

Even now, with the city on the brink of disaster, Bianca was here, offering him comfort. Despite everything he had done, it had never been enough. It would never be enough. He had a duty to this city and its people, but instead of fulfilling it, he lay on the ground, overwhelmed by his own misery, as weak and helpless as any newborn Pokemon.

A hand pressed gently on his back, and Latios turned to see Ash. Though he harbored a grudge, he couldn’t deny the trainer who had won the love of the one person Latios cherished most.

With a grunt, Latios gritted his teeth and confessed, ‘She’s been taken and… it’s my fault.’

Ash’s expression darkened, his voice firm as he asked, “Taken? Taken by who?”

Bianca gasped, covering her mouth as she turned back to the empty pool, the once flowing water now eerily still. Panic edged her voice as she spoke, “It’s got to be the same person who took the Soul Dew!”

Latios nodded, his expression turning dire. ‘We don’t have much time left! But…’ His voice trailed off as an intense wave of regret washed over him.

Before he could spill his heart out, he was interrupted by Darkrai– who had been watching the exchange– laying a claw on Latios’ shoulder. “I understand how you feel, but this is not the time for it. You will get your chance. Right now, we must go. Evil is afoot and must be stopped.” She recognized the body language of a hopeless romantic.

Latios slumped to the floor, unable to argue with Darkrai’s words. He knew she was right. The city was in danger, and they had to act. But the weight of his unrequited love, combined with the responsibility he bore left him feeling hollow. Yet, he knew he couldn’t give up, at least not now. With a deep breath, he gathered the strength to float, determination flickering in his heart.

There was still a chance to make things right.

Ash leaned down, anger evident on his face. “Latios…” He flinched away as Ash reached for him, expecting a punch or something violent, “I get it. You must be just as pissed off as I am right now.” He rubbed Latios’ side.

That wasn't untrue, Latios definitely felt angry. He couldn’t help but nod.

Ash grinned. “Then let’s go.” 

Misty stood outside the door, pounding away at the wooden frame. Nobody had answered her call and she couldn’t get ahold of anyone from her phone. ‘They must already be gone…’ She must’ve hit the redial button hundreds of times at this point. 

If she did it anymore, Misty figured the phone might actually blow up. ‘If I was a gambler, I’d bet they already headed to the Secret Garden.’

She clicked on her contacts list, scrolling down until Sato’s name came up. “Come on! Pick up!” She said aloud, frustration evident in her trembling hand. 

Leaving yet another voicemail, Misty gritted her teeth, ‘Maybe he’s already got to the police and can’t answer?’ She could only hope at this point. 

She tried one last number, Brock’s, to no avail. ‘Even Brock?! I guess it’s a bit early.’ Reluctantly, she slid the phone into her pocket and ran for the Secret Garden. Luckily, she remembered the path from here.

‘Hold on, Ash. I’ll be there!’ She thought, rushing to her destination with reckless abandon.

Once the doors were sufficiently barricaded, Hunter K took but a moment to appreciate the work, before retrieving the revolver. Turning back to Lorenzo, his revolver trained on him. “Let’s get to work.” 

Lorenzo grunted as he was forced into the main chamber of the DMA. The magnificence of the machine only being brought out by the rising sun shining through the ornate windows that surrounded it. It was hard to believe that this was where he might leave everything behind. In his head, he hoped that at any moment, somebody would come and stop this madman. Yet, that didn’t seem to be a possibility.

Hunter K unleashed his Genesect, who seemed to have recovered from the powerful shock delivered unto it by Pikachu. It seemed angry at the same time. “Gene- SECT?!” It roared the last bit of its name, seemingly confused by the change of scenery. 

“Not sure what you’re going on about, but we don’t have time for that.” Hunter K said, clicking the Dark Ball containing the newly captured Latias. It popped open and she materialized onto the floor, still unconscious, “Move her to the designated spot and we can start on taking control of the situation.” 

Lorenzo looked on, horrified at seeing her in such a state. “LATIAS! If you can hear me! Get out of here!” 

Hunter K turned to the older man, his mask gleaming in the light. “Oh? Don’t worry! You’ll have a role to play soon! We’ve just gotta get her ready.” Genesect scooped up the eon as Hunter K continued, “She defied me the most, while her contemporary seemed to throw away her hopes. While admirable, it’s really unbecoming to the legend of these devices…” He tossed her Dark Ball to the side.

“Besides, her life is all but forfeit. Regardless of her desires, she dies here and now, all for my cause.” He relished in the expression of pain and hopelessness that took over Lorenzo’s face. “And you get the front row seat to witness all of it.” Reaching into his pocket, he took out the Soul Dew.

“And the culmination of all my hard work is right here in the palm of my hand.” Hunter K admired the small, but powerful conduit. Turning, he watched the Eon being placed on the containment rings. 

Lorenzo ripped his gaze from her limp form, unable to bear the sight of her being placed in the device that led to her brother’s death. As the floor began to glow, the containment rings lifted as the barrier surrounding Latias’ limp body raised into the air. Genesect watched as she ascended to a certain point before stopping at a certain point. Hunter K could only grin from behind his mask, walking with a certain energy toward the holder for the Soul Dew.

“And to christen this occasion, this will make sure that my power is unchallenged.” He put it upon the pedestal the Soul Dew would rest upon. It fell apart, dropping the shining sphere into place. Energy sparked along the lines of  the machine, spreading into the floor. Hunter K pulled back, but before he could fully pull away, his mind felt a certain tug.

Hunter K's eyes widened further as the room continued to shift around him, the shadows seeming to close in as Hunter J’s haunting form flickered in and out of existence. Her garbled voice echoed inside his head, twisting his thoughts into knots.

“You’re reaching the conclusion,” her hollow words repeated, more like a distorted recording than an actual voice. The red aura surrounding her grew dimmer, as if her energy was slipping away, leaving behind only her decaying, frostbitten body.

"This isn't real!" Hunter K yelled, panic creeping into his voice as his breath fogged in the cold air. His mind was racing, struggling to process the horrific vision before him. "I’m not done yet! I’m not dying here! I did this for you!"

Her icy grip tightened, the frozen chill creeping up his arm and numbing his muscles, yet her expression shifted—an almost human look of sorrow in her empty, decomposing face. The icy tendrils from her fingertips began to climb, freezing his blood in his veins, but Hunter K fought back, thrashing against the surreal vision.

Her voice became weaker, less threatening. “Don’t… die…” Her fading whisper barely reached him as she pulled further into the distance, her figure dissolving into mist before his eyes.

Hunter K trembled violently, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the frost on his skin began to thaw. He blinked, his surroundings slowly returning to normal—no more red aura, no decaying specter. Only the silent room, empty as it had been before, but his heart still pounded like a drum, and the words still echoed in his mind.

"Don't die..." It wasn't a command. It was a plea. He stood there, fists clenched, staring at the spot where she had disappeared. His mind was torn between fear and frustration, unsure if it was a warning, a curse, or something else entirely.

Breathing hard, Hunter K whispered to the cold air, "I won't die. Not yet."

He stared at the still DMA and his eyes narrowed. “I cannot say the same for him .” Turning to Lorenzo who’d just witnessed everything that had transpired, he growled, “WHY ISN’T THIS MACHINE WORKING?!”

Lorenzo’s breath caught in his lungs, knowing this moment would come. “Urgh, I…”

Hunter K shifted his glance back and forth between the machine and the older man. His hand reached for the gun inside his pocket. A gleam in the morning sun shone down upon them from the stained glass above and the chrome sparkled in the light. Genesect watched on, waiting for a command from his master. Latias still floated limply, but unhurt all the same from her barrier above. His movements were wild and Lorenzo recognized desperation when he saw it. 

Lorenzo had lost count about the times he’d been held at gunpoint by this point. “...” Yet, he still had nothing to say. He figured that perhaps, this might be his final moments. The old man had spent them well, protecting someone else. Frustration still encompassed his mind. There was still so much to live for. To see Bianca find herself, the future he was promised growing up. Wanting to lead a peaceful existence in the only place he’d ever called home. To make gondolas and the people closest to him laugh.

This man was going to take it all away.

This evil bastard was going to make sure he never saw his grand-kids.

Why? 

He didn’t know. Maybe the operative thought was that Lorenzo didn’t care about what this man had gone through. His anger was only growing and one of his hands had been broken, he still had one good one. Even if they were tied together at the front. If this really was it. If this was the last thing he was going to do. Lorenzo wanted nothing more than to hurt him. To make him suffer. Adrenaline is a strong drug. It’ll make you do some crazy things.

Why was he rushing at this man? His legs didn’t move as they used to, they weren’t meant to carry him this quickly at this age. Through sheer force of will and the Hunter not expecting it, his mask was slammed into by the old man. He swung his arms like an ape, making sure to drag his knuckles across the mask and like clockwork, it flew into the air. Crashing to the floor and splitting down the middle was that black mask. It clattered across the floor right as a loud bang went off.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

In a back alley near the center of Altomare, an angry shouting match was taking place. Well, not exactly a conversation—more of a one-sided tirade. Standing in the alley was James, looking as though he was ready to either toss his phone or collapse from frustration, struggling to keep his composure.

“You're telling me something’s happening in the city?! I thought I told you and your partner to keep a lookout at all times!” An enraged Giovanni barked through the phone.

“Boss, we’ve done everything just as you wanted, and it was going smoothly!” James sighed, his voice strained. “Well… until those explosions started going off…” James had been speaking with Giovanni for the past ten minutes, providing updates, but unfortunately, the boss wasn’t taking kindly to the bits and pieces he was hearing.

“James, I don't care for half-baked explanations. I need results. Does this have anything to do with Ash Ketchum?!” Giovanni demanded.

James brought the phone closer to his ear, glancing around to make sure no one was nearby. “I can’t confirm that yet, but we’ll make sure to get you any information we can find.” Peeking around the garbage can he was leaning against, he reassured himself that he was alone.

“See to it that you do. I have other matters to attend to,” Giovanni snapped before hanging up with a harsh click. The sound made James shudder, a cold chill running down his spine as he shoved the phone into his pocket.

“If only Jessie hadn’t disappeared earlier…” he muttered to himself, feeling completely lost without her. The sudden events in the city had turned the night into a disaster.

“Damn my luck, always so close and yet so far away…” James muttered, stepping out from behind the dumpster.

“You think yer clever, huh?” a familiar voice echoed from above.

James looked up, shaking his head. “Meowth? You were there the whole time?”

James looked up in surprise as Meowth leaped down from the rooftop, landing gracefully beside him. "Yeah, I was up there scoutin’. You didn’t think I’d leave ya all alone in this mess, did ya?" Meowth dusted himself off, glancing up and down the empty alley.

James sighed in relief. "Thank Arceus. I thought I was losing it for a second." His gaze drifted toward the darkened streets beyond the alley, tension still gripping his shoulders.

Meowth’s eyes narrowed. "We got bigger problems than worryin’ about Giovanni right now. I overheard some stuff goin’ down by the canals. Sounds like dat twerp, might be tangled up in it after all."

James’ stomach twisted at the mention of Ash Ketchum. “Of course he is. Every time we’re about to pull something off… Wait- We weren't even doing anything this time!” His voice trailed off, frustration boiling under the surface. He leaned against the alley wall, running a hand through his hair.

Meowth shrugged, a smirk playing on his face. "Well, we can’t let him steal da spotlight dis time, can we?"

James nodded reluctantly, pushing himself off the wall. "You’re right. We need to figure out what’s going on with Jessie, too. If the twerp is involved, things could get complicated fast."

Meowth tilted his head, his usual snark replaced by genuine concern. "You don’t think Jessie’s caught up in this, do ya?"

James sighed again. "With our luck? Probably.” He crossed his arms, “She slipped out without a word, but I’m sure we can find her if we’re quick on our feet." He glanced around the shadowy alley, half expecting Jessie to appear out of nowhere.

Meowth placed a paw on James' leg, his voice quieter now. "We’ll find her, Jimmy. We always do. But we gotta act fast if we wanna stay on top of da twerp too!”

With a determined nod, James straightened up. "You’re right. Let’s head toward the canals. If the Twerp is tangled up in this, we’re bound to run into something. And maybe Jessie will turn up there…" He trailed off, the unspoken worry hanging between them.

The two of them stepped out of the alley, the narrow streets of Altomare bathed in the soft glow of the rising sun. The canals stretched ahead, eerily still even though it was the morning. 

Jessie trailed behind Misty, whom she had just spotted running all alone. Darting in and out from behind buildings, the older redhead smirked to herself. This could be the break I’ve been waiting for. Of course, it would be the Twerpette I’d run into.

Misty skidded to a stop by the canals, quickly dropping her bag and rummaging through the main compartment. Just as she found what she was looking for, something caught her eye. She whipped around, her expression shifting to surprise.

"Jessie?!"

Jessie stepped out from behind a building, her smirk widening as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, well, well… looks like the Twerpette’s all alone. What a surprise.” She sounded calm and collected, but in her head was a different tune. How did she see me?! This wasn’t part of the plan! She kept herself under control by playing it up.

Misty's eyes narrowed, immediately shifting to a defensive stance. "What do you want, Jessie? If you're here to cause trouble, you can forget it. I don’t have time for your games."

Jessie waved a dismissive hand, her tone dripping with mock coolness. "Oh, no trouble at all. Just wondering what you’re doing out here by yourself. Seems dangerous, don’t you think?" She questioned before adding, “Those explosions that just went off are telling to say the least.”

Misty tightened her grip on her bag, but her expression stayed firm. “You’re the one who should be careful, explosions or not. I’ve got a few new tricks up my sleeve since the last time we met.”

Jessie raised an eyebrow, feigning interest. "Oh, really? How fascinating. But you see, I’m not interested in your little water tricks. I’ve got bigger plans." 

She was lucky to be such a great actor, Hah, she’ll hopefully believe me…

Misty’s eyes darted around, looking for a quick exit, but Jessie caught the movement and chuckled. 

“Thinking of running away, Twerpette? That’s not like you.” Jessie took a step closer, her voice lowering. “But I’d think twice if I were you. You wouldn’t want to make things more difficult for yourself.” 

Or myself… I should probably quit while I’m behind…

Misty glared at her, her jaw set. “I don’t need to run from you. But if you’re planning something, it’s going to have to wait… There’s something more important going on here.”

Jessie’s smirk returned, more sinister this time. “Oh, really? Would you like to tell me all about it?” 

Misty tensed, suddenly aware of how quiet the streets had become around them. She took a deep breath, her voice loud and firm. “Of course not, who would?! Now back off before I make sure you do.”

Jessie’s eyes gleamed with mischief as she relented, backing away although her smirk never faltered. “We’ll see how brave you are when the real fun begins. Don’t worry—I’ll be seeing you again real soon, Twerpette.” 

Not really… But it's always good to keep them on their toes. I just blew my cover. Things to think about later, there was more work to be done. Now that she thought about it… That cover was blown long ago.

Without another word, Jessie vanished into the shadows, leaving Misty alone by the canals, her thoughts racing. She quickly recalled why she had stopped in the first place and rummaged through her bag, finally pulling out a PokéBall.

Why would Jessie show up just to leave right away? She doesn't seem to know what's up… Misty shook her head. There was no time to dwell on it. If Jessie returned, they would be ready.

Pressing the button on the PokéBall, she released her Pokémon into the canal. With a splash, it appeared. “Wail?” the Pokémon tilted its head curiously, rocking back and forth in the water before recognizing Misty. 

“Mer!” Wailmer cried out happily.

“Alright, Wailmer, make some space,” Misty said, swinging her leg over the chain barrier and jumping into the canal. The water swallowed her with a loud splash. Concerned, Wailmer moved closer to where she had plunged in. A moment later, Misty surfaced with a sharp intake of breath, laughing as Wailmer affectionately licked her face.

“Haha, Wailmer!” she giggled, gently pushing him back. He was always so playful, but now wasn’t the time for games. “Listen, something bad is going on, and we need to move!”

Wailmer blinked in understanding, giving a determined nod. “Wailmer, Wail!” He dove beneath the water with purpose.

Misty hoisted herself onto Wailmer’s back as he resurfaced. “Wail?” he asked, ready for direction.

“This is perfect! Let’s go!” Misty instructed, and with a powerful surge, Wailmer shot through the water, leaving ripples and waves behind them.

As Wailmer surged forward, Misty held tight, feeling the rush of cool air on her face as they skimmed across the surface of the canal. The sunlight reflected off the water, creating a shimmering path ahead of them. Wailmer’s smooth, powerful movements sent gentle waves rolling off to the sides, but Misty could feel the urgency in every stroke of his fins.

“Great job, Wailmer! Now let’s pick up the pace!” she called, her voice almost lost in the breeze.

With a determined “Wail!”, the big Pokémon responded, gathering speed as he rose higher in the water, his massive body skimming the very tops of the canals. The duo practically flew over the liquid surface, the city’s ancient architecture blurring around them in the night. Misty crouched low to keep her balance, a thrill running through her veins as they raced through the narrow waterways.

The usually tranquil canals were now nothing more than a racing track beneath them, and Misty couldn’t help but feel the weight of the situation. Somewhere, chaos was stirring, and they were headed right into it. She narrowed her eyes, scanning the winding route ahead.

They soared past boats moored to the sides, the waves of their wake gently rocking them. Occasionally, a bystander caught sight of them, eyes wide in amazement at the sight of a trainer and her Wailmer cruising at such breakneck speeds across the canals.

As they neared a sharp turn in the waterway, Misty patted Wailmer’s side, signaling for a swift maneuver. “Left, Wailmer, we’ve got to keep up the pace!”

I hope we make it in time.

Ash clung tightly to Bianca as they soared through the sky on Latios’ back. He felt Bianca lean back into him, her grip firmer on Latios, causing the Eon to grimace.

“Whoa! Bianca?”Ash called, feeling her wispy brunette hair whipping his head. She dug her nails into Latios’ feathers drawing a screech from the legend.

“Sorry! I’m just not used to flying this fast,” she said, her voice straining to be heard over the whistling wind around them. Sure, Latias had scooped her up once or twice when things were chaotic, but this ride was something else entirely.

Ash rested his chin on her shoulder, making her shiver slightly at his warm breath on her neck. Being so close, he whispered into her ear, “Bianca, you might wanna let up on Latios.” 

Latios, however, seemed to want to agree with Ash for once. This wasn’t how he dreamed of her clawing into his back after all. The pain in his expression was unmistakable. “Could you loosen up back there?!”

Bianca blushed, loosening her grip with a quick, “Sorry! I didn’t realize!” 

Letting out a sigh of relief, Latios stayed the course, determination alight in his eyes. Bianca leaned into Ash’s cheek with a warm smile on her face. 

Flying just behind them, Darkrai traversed the shadows, keeping them within the edges of her sight. I should be watching for threats, but… She hesitated, eyes narrowing. What is that?

High above the clouds, something glinted in the early sunlight, just out of reach for anyone not paying close attention. The flicker of violet light gave her pause.

Is that…?

The gleaming purple shape shimmered brightly, stirring unease in the shadowy Pokémon.

By now, Darkrai had lost track of the others, finding herself utterly alone amidst the vast expanse of sky. A frustrated growl escaped her as the faint purple glint in the distance caught her eye once more. Gritting her teeth, she surged forward, the wind tearing at her shadowy form like a tempest in flight. Her claws crackled with dark energy, twin orbs of power forming as she prepared to strike.

As the gap between them closed, her sharp aquamarine eyes locked onto the scene ahead. The glint wasn’t a mistake—Hunter K and his Genesect hovered just within reach. Her lips curled into a determined snarl. Target confirmed! With unwavering focus, she rocketed toward them, a streak of darkness cutting through the morning light.

K caught sight of the movement from the corner of his eye. “A Darkrai?! Genesect, evasive maneuvers—now!”

Genesect began to dive, but an explosion rocked its side, throwing K off balance. He slipped, nearly falling, but managed to grab hold of Genesect’s claw at the last second. Pain shot through his ribs, making him wince as he clung on, teeth clenched.

Darkrai launched her second Dark Pulse, sure of her aim—but the timing was off. Genesect was already tumbling downward, and the attack streaked harmlessly into the open sky, exploding far above.

Where did this thing come from?! I can’t handle this right now! With one hand still gripping Genesect, K risked a glance behind him. Darkrai was closing in, her claws outstretched, ready to tear him loose.

Desperation surged through him. With his free hand, he yanked a Dark Ball from his belt and hurled it just as she was about to grab hold of him.

There was a bright flash—and suddenly, Beni floated between them, blocking her path.

Darkrai hissed softly and veered back, widening the gap between them. I guess Zephyr’s instincts were right after all…

Beni stared at her, soulless pupils boring into Darkrai’s aquamarine eyes. In response, Darkrai summoned dark spheres into her palms, her expression hardening with determination. I’ll trap you in my Dark Void—and then I’ll deal with that madman.

She hurled the spheres toward Beni, but before they could connect, the Eon Pokémon vanished. A sudden gust of wind blasted past Darkrai, disorienting her and forcing her upward into the clouds. Startled, she tried to regain her balance just as Beni reappeared high above, dropping with incredible speed and precision.

In an instant, the dragon closed the gap between them.

Darkrai quickly conjured more Dark Voids, but her target was nowhere to be seen. Before she could react, a sharp impact slammed into her from behind. Pain shot through her as she was sent hurtling downward, crashing through the roof of a building in a blast of shattered tiles and dust.

Beni hovered above the wreckage, her expression unreadable, watching for any signs of movement from the fallen Pitch-Black Pokémon.

From above, an excited voice rang out. “Yes! I knew it!”

Beni glanced up to see another Eon Pokémon racing toward the scene, carrying a trainer and a familiar Pikachu on his back. Latios zipped down toward where Darkrai was pulling herself out of the rubble, dust and debris clinging to her shadowy form.

Zephyr flew in close to Beni, quickly flying past as he landed next to Darkrai. His sharp gaze took her in with a bit of worry behind them. She’s got a few bruises, but nothing serious, he noted, his thoughts brighter after seeing her.

“Uh… you okay there, Darky?” he asked with a teasing grin.

Darkrai shot him a flash of resentment, but it quickly faded into a half-smile. “I’ve had worse.”

Brushing dirt from her shadowy exterior, Darkrai grunted. “You should probably go grab Hunter K. He’s falling out of the sky.” 

Tobias pointed urgently. “Latios, I saw him just over there! If we move now, we’ll catch him!”

Zephyr nodded but paused to give Darkrai a serious look. “You’ll be okay, right?”

Darkrai nodded, glancing away. “I can handle myself.” Her gaze lingered briefly on Latias, carrying a hint of wistfulness.

But it wouldn’t be easy. Dark spheres gathered in her claws. More manifested around her like orbiting shadows, blending with her billowing cloak. The dark energy she radiated spread even beneath the sunlight, casting her as a malevolent figure as though she were a living nightmare.

Zephyr hesitated a moment but relaxed when he saw the determination in her eyes. “Alright. I’m going. See ya!” With that, he shot into the sky, leaving her behind.

Tobias clung to Zephyr’s back, Pikachu gripping the edge of his cloak to stay secure. Below, Beni’s irises tracked them with an unsettling glint, her expression as unreadable as ever. She leaned back slightly, calculating her next move, then dove down—just as Darkrai was preparing her next strike.

A sudden, distraught yell cut through the tension.

“HEY! MY HOUSE!?”

Darkrai turned to see a homeowner standing in the rubble of his roof, waving his arms in frustration. She had only a moment to register the sight before the invisible force slammed into her again, this time rocketing her straight into the attic with explosive impact. Shards of wood and roof tiles flew everywhere, and the blast sent the man tumbling backward in a flurry of dust.

Beni, as precise as ever, avoided the Dark Void that Darkrai had tried to unleash mid-attack. Without missing a beat, the red Eon Pokémon slipped out of the house, vanishing into the air.

Darkrai shook off the daze and snapped to attention. Debris scattered as she rose, scraps of wood tumbling from her form. The homeowner, wide-eyed in horror, stared as her inky black figure slowly expanded, a puddle of darkness spreading outward.

“Joe?! Are you upstairs? I just got home!”

The yell from below made the man jump. “Er—yeah, Giselle! I’m here!”

“Well, come down! I need your help—Chesa’s being impossible!”

Joe glanced between the expanding nightmare in his attic and the stairs leading down. After a second’s hesitation, he made his decision. ‘ I’ll deal with this later… somehow.’ With that, he hurried downstairs, leaving the situation for another time.

Once alone, Darkrai floated up from the debris, her shadowy form drifting through the wreckage.

That was… unexpectedly amusing, she mused. I had heard that the Dark Ball enhances a Pokémon’s combat abilities…

She brushed off a few remaining splinters and drifted upward into the sky, leaving the ruined house behind.

Speaking of the Dark Ball… 

She brushed off a few remaining splinters and drifted upward into the sky, leaving the ruined house behind to head for the canal. Once she got close enough, Darkrai took in a deep breath and dived into the waters below.

Silence greeted her with open arms except for the flowing water rushing by. With the sun illuminating the seafloor, she could see a small glint of an object being pushed along. The shadowy Pokemon moved through the water toward it, not very quickly, but fast enough to catch up with the now spherical looking piece. Darkrai made out the colors and found it to be exactly what she was looking for. 

Gripping it tightly in her claws, she floated upward toward the surface and broke through the rushing water. Tightening her grip further, the ball was crushed inward and then she tossed it sky high. Placing both her palms together, she charged a Dark Pulse before firing it into the falling piece of junk where it exploded in the air. Knowing that at least this loose end was tied up made her feel at ease. Now they just needed to finish the job.

Hope he’s having better luck.

Zipping through the air, Zephyr kept an eye on the last location indicated by Darkrai. I wish she could have come with me. I never saw him directly after all… He shrugged, feeling small movements on his back.

Tobias shifted to get a better look, spotting a small amount of smoke. “There! Do you see it, Latios?!”

Now that he mentions it… Zephyr nodded, grunting in acknowledgment to his trainer.

Pikachu turned his head back, seeing a blue sphere of energy tracking their every movement. “PIKA!” he shouted as Zephyr performed an evasive maneuver, causing both human and Pokémon to grip him tighter. Swooping down, he raced into the maze-like alleys below. The sphere changed direction multiple times, tracking their aura, so Tobias had to think quickly.

“Latios! Take the corner, and we'll jump off you! Then use a Light Screen!” Tobias shouted, earning a growl of agreement from Zephyr as he took a sharp right. As they neared the cobblestone street below, Tobias braced himself, making sure to hold Pikachu tightly.

“Ready?!”

“PIKA!”

Leaping from Zephyr’s back, the two rolled upon hitting the ground. Once they recovered, Zephyr sped up, rolling sharply through the 90-degree turn as he felt the sizzling energy of the Aura Sphere nearly brush against him. Gritting his teeth, he spotted a building ahead and prepared to lift off. With a burst of energy, he ascended the side of the structure.

Turning around, energy sparked around him as the Light Screen took hold with glorious yellow energy. Aura Sphere smashed against the outside creating an explosion of blue and dark smoke that settled quickly as Zephyr blew it away. Grunting, the Eon dropped his screen, seeing Beni reveal herself in the clearing just before the building.

Her gaze was pointedly focused on the blue eon, intense and unflinching with hardly any emotion behind it. Zephyr shook his head, swooping down to her and met his fellow legend in the clearing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tobias clambering up after taking that roll like a champ. Despite the pain he must be feeling, the legendary trainer pushed it down.

Tobias shook off the immediate shock before running off. “Latios! Take care of Latias, I'll go get Hunter K!” With that, the two were left to be alone. Very silent, unmoving, and Zephyr was already bored.

Beni was just floating there, so Zephyr did what any Eon would do. He started his best attempt at flirting. “So… Are you doing anything later?” He waited. No response came, though, just a soulless, thousand-yard stare. “Yeesh, tough crowd. Ok… You look really pretty, you know?” Beni's eyes dilated.

Ok, not getting anywhere. Time to bring out his trump card. No Eon could resist this one liner. “How about I take you for a one way flight, extra rides are complementary!” He said confidently, but she was charging her claws up. Green energy sparking from them as they extended out. 

Zephyr gulped. “You know, I’d say I'm rather chivalrous. I can do you a big favor, if you surrender now. A night of passion with me isn't such a bad time. I can promise you that.” He was really trying now, but she closed the distance this time. 

The first swing of her claws swiped the air as Zephyr bobbed to the left. Another swipe followed that tore to the right, catching some of his feathers. Undeterred, he stayed on the defensive. 

“You know? I really like a woman that wants to get her claws on me!” He nearly rumbled with pleasure as two quick strikes followed with extreme prejudice weaving between the strikes with fluid movement. As much as an outsider might’ve thought he was on the back foot, it couldn’t be further from the truth. 

Zephyr hummed as Beni’s Dragon Claws slashed at him in what he could only describe as a blind rage, weighing his options. He’d prefer to not harm the Latias before him, as much as she bore no such reservations regarding his own safety.

“Seems like there isn't much point to this! Let's end it!” On one particular swipe, he dodged around it and settled on his next move, but before he could even do that much. A dark ball of energy shot from the air, encasing Beni entirely.

Her eyes drooped and she hit the ground. Zephyr glanced back to see the enforcer dropping from the sky. Darkrai landed next to him as the Eon frowned. 

“You know, I had that under control…” He trailed off, looking slightly disappointed.

Darkrai shook her head. “You were flirting. Just like usual. I understand that you were right.” Her irises met his own, but Zephyr folded his ears.

He continued her thought. “But?” 

Darkrai grunted. “You should know better.” Her gaze swept over the sleeping Latias.

“Let’s hope Tobias is having as much luck as we are, Darky.” Zephyr saw her tense up in abject frustration before huffing lightly.

“I'm sure we'll find out if we get there.” She quickly floated off, Zephyr following behind.

“Huagh!”

One of the large doors of the museum shuddered and gave way under the force of Ash’s foot, swinging back on its hinges, banging against the wall with a mighty crash. Latios looked quite shocked at the force of the impact. Ash ran through the newly-opened door once there’d been enough space, Bianca trailing shortly behind him as they ran through the jade-green atrium quickly followed by Latios. The three already knew where they’d find those they pursued, sprinting past the many exhibits to the main attraction of the museum, the Defense Mechanism.

As he made his way up the steps leading to the DMA, Ash could already hear labored breathing echoing through the main chamber with an occasional groan. Before the DMA was fully in view, the pair of them saw Latias trapped in the very same rings that had held her brother so many years prior. Latios shot over to it with a wild look in his eyes.

Mama! He telepathically shouted, seeing her floating body.

The pair shouted in anguish at seeing their friend and lover in the dreadful machine that had caused so much harm. Their thoughts flooded with memories of her brother when he had been in the same position, which proved only to compel them toward freeing her. 

“Latios! Get her out of there, please!” Bianca pleaded, her heart breaking at the sight of her dearest friend. The eon in question brokered no argument, racing forward, bashing himself headlong into the rings, halting their rotation at once as he tackled his dear mama from the infernal prison. Without the mechanism’s prison holding them aloft, Latios and an unconscious Latias slammed into the floor unceremoniously.

Ignoring the pain, Latios righted himself, floating to where his mama had landed. Nuzzling her repeatedly, pathetic trills were the only sounds he could muster as he prayed for her to wake.

Before any of them could celebrate, though, Bianca and Ash spotted Lorenzo splayed against the side of the gargantuan machine, clutching at his abdomen. 

“Lorenzo!”/“Grandpa!”

The man’s head lifted slightly at their calls as a watery cough wracked his body. “Ash?! Ugh-! Bianca?!” The two ran to his side, quickly spotting the heavily bleeding wound near his navel.

“Grandpa, what happened?!” Bianca’s voice was already wavering at the state her only surviving blood relative was in. Ash could tell and already reached to apply pressure to the wound, hoping to staunch the flow of blood, but Lorenzo shoved his hands away, albeit more weakly than he’d expected.

“Leave it, Ash. I don’t expect I’ve got much time left. You two, though…” Another series of coughs and blood dripping from his lips. 

“You’ve got to go after that sadist… He’s still got Beni...”

“No, Grandpa! I won’t leave you like this!” Tears threatened to roll down Bianca’s face as she gripped his hand between both of her own.

Ash joined Bianca’s side, getting down on a knee to sit beside Lorenzo for the moment. “Hold on! We’ll get you help! I promise!” His mind quickly went through the options they had before settling on the proper one.

Ash turned back to Latios. “Hey! You know Heal Pulse, right?!” His question got the Eon’s attention as he reluctantly left his mama’s side.

He nodded. Of course I do, but what has that got to do with this? 

The raven haired man’s eyes widened. “What do you mean!? It has everything to do with this! Heal Lorenzo!” His fists clenched as much as his jaw, the tense situation really getting to him.

Latios shook his head. I cannot do that for him… He would simply die faster if I were to try. 

Bianca began to openly sob, leaning into her grandfather as he feebly attempted to stroke her head. “Urgh… Bi- Bianca… P- Please be str- strong…” 

Ash trembled in shock. “WHAT?! There’s no way that can be right!” The shadow casted by his hat covered his eyes, but did nothing to hide his own tears that now began to spill over.

I know it's hard to wrap your head around, and even though I want to save him myself, it’s just life. He’s older than you or I. He won’t recover; his body is just too weak. Latios looked quite sad himself. Lorenzo was the only one of them he bothered staying by or talking with besides Bianca. The two had been friends over the course of his time here. I’m sorry…

Latios had tried to spare Lorenzo of all this by knocking him out early on, but that determination that even lived on within Bianca would rear its ugly head. The eon turned away from Ash who dropped to his knees, punching the marble floor in frustration. His arm twitched in pain, but the sheer emotion welling inside numbed it. The painter could feel a certain semblance of energy radiating off Ash by this point. It was a cold fire.

Latios looked back up to his Mama, but something stood out in the corner of his eye. A glow of blue in his eyes and he quickly pulled a certain Ball up to his face. A flash of the hunter throwing this thing at his Mama shocked him to the core and he let it drop from his telekinetic grasp. His thoughts went from her to his sister and how battle lusted she looked. The need to bash his head into the floor came back, but he resisted. Focusing his red irises on his Mama, vowing to take down that Hunter at all costs.

As the ball rolled, it tapped against Ash’s knee. His eyes narrowed at the offending object right as a justifiable rage took hold. This? Isn’t it the same as? He looked over at Latias’ unconscious body, connecting the dots with the object in his grasp.

He knew what this was. His mind was taking him back to that time when he first saw such a damned device. Ash picked it up, his mind returning to when he met Celebi. Standing tall, he walked over to the DMA.

“Son of a bitch…” Ash grunted, gripping the ball firmly in hand. His rage boiled over as smashed the infernal device into the side of the DMA. The sudden sound of crunching metal made Bianca jump as the shattered pieces of the Dark Ball fell to the ground. Bits and pieces scattered across the floor as he looked back at Bianca. 

She still held Lorenzo in her arms, watching him carefully, shock and fear in her eyes at his outburst. “Ash…”

Ash dropped his hand limply to his side, biting his lip as tears welled up in his eyes, dropping to the floor as he watched the old man beginning to pass on. “Lorenzo, I’ll do whatever I can to make sure justice is served.” 

Lorenzo let out a wheeze, his breathing labored as his lungs filled with blood. “Th- Thank-youuuuuu…” His breathing slowed and Bianca felt his hand loosening its grip on hers.

His head leaned back, the machine coldly embracing him as Bianca buried her head in his shoulder. Her tears dappled his red shirt as his hand fell to the side. Bianca desperately clung to him, praying to any gods that would listen that it was all just a dream. Sobs wracked her body as the despair weighed on her heavily, the reality crashing down on her.

Ash knelt beside her, laying a hand on her back as he wept quietly. 

Having returned Genesect, he was rushing into the inner city of Altomare. If he was lucky, there'd be plenty of ways out of his current predicament. First, he needed some items quickly. There should be at least a few trainers close by, but the alleyways seemed barren except for a few people here and there.

If he could just make it to the central Plaza, it'd be fine. Everything would work out. As the Hunter turned another corner, he came to find himself at yet another canal. Water burbled as he saw people walking through the area. 

No… This is a waste of time… That Darkrai has to be Tobias’ own… Breathing harshly and holding his side all the while, Hunter K had to make a move. 

He swore that footsteps were closing in on all ends. K knew that somebody was after him and if it was that legend, then it was all over for him. Turning right, he rushed down the side, pushing through people as panic set in. If he didn’t manage something, it’d all be for nothing. Even now, his hazy mind wouldn’t let him forget what that old man said. 

Hunter K could scarcely believe it, but that fool had actually charged at him. Now he clung to the DMA, bleeding out. Smoking gun in hand, the hunter cracked a manic smile. Turning to where his mask had landed, only shattered plaster lay in its place.

His hand shook as he pressed a palm to his face. “I see… You definitely were more of a threat than I’d thought.” Tightening his grip, he dragged his hand down his face. A manic grin bloomed on his face as he whipped his head around to look at Lorenzo, cackling like a madman. 

“You dumbass! What a pointless waste of effort! I still have the DMA, I still have the Soul Dew, and I’ve still got her life! But yours?! It’s running out! I will control the city and that’s all there is to it!” His cackling broke into full-on laughing, the maniacal sounds echoing through the museum as he spread his hands wide. Taking in the spoils of victory, though, he noticed something amiss. 

The old man began to chuckle, soon breaking into a bellowing laugh as he turned himself over, resting his back against the DMA. A choking cough wracked his body before he quieted, watching his assailant with a sardonic grin. Hunter K fell silent as soon as it registered in his own ears.

“What?” 

Lorenzo smiled weakly this time. “Heh… I- I just thought you’d like to hear something before I go…” 

“WHAT?!” He shouted, his gravelly voice bouncing off the walls.

“It’s inoperable…” He broke into heavy coughs once again and clenched his side. Hunter K’s visage changed, boastful arrogance leading into a sorrowful realization. 

It gave him pause, then he clenched his free hand. “Y- You lie! There’s no way that can be…” 

It made sense. It made too much sense. The information had said that if the prerequisite items were acquired, the Eon and the Soul Dew, the machine would move. That it would make a staircase leading to divine prominence. That his world would open up and all of the enemies in his way would crumble to dust. Yet, here he was; gazing upon an unmoving device. 

If this were true… 

No, it is true.

He wanted so desperately to fire the last remaining rounds into that old man, just barely retraining himself. He needed to save them for an escape route. He had no options left, no trump cards, and his entire team was heavily wounded. This old man had somehow completely and utterly beaten him. His jaw clenched as anger rose, fire in his lungs. 

He was a complete disgrace, that’s all there was to it.

Tobias rushed out into the canals, looking around quickly as Pikachu helped assist him in doing the same. A crowd of people looked on, confused as he ran through them. He worried that perhaps he was too late and as he managed to push past them. He caught a glance of what  most of those people were pointing at.

“Did you guys see that?! Some old guy just had a big fish tear the bars from the sewer entrance!” One of them shouted as Tobias adopted a shocked look himself.

He was that desperate? Even if he goes down there, it’s only a matter of time before he resurfaces… Tobias frowned, stepping back into an alleyway.

We’ll just bide our time. 

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

Stampeding footfalls echoed through Altomare’s narrow back alleys as law enforcement officers rushed through, led by Sheriff Jenny. Urgent calls from concerned citizens had pushed the city’s officers into action. Jenny had issued an alert to every Ace Trainer in the area and urged them to be on the lookout for any signs of a potential terrorist. With little to go on other than the explosion that had shaken the town earlier, they were determined to find any leads.

She signaled for officers to spread out and search as she took her faithful Growlithe to investigate her own sector. Turning several corners through the twisting pathways, Jenny found herself at a crossroads. Looking around, she cursed the city’s intricate layout. Even though she’d been there for years, it still threw her for a loop.

“Growlithe! Grrrr!”

Jenny’s eyes widened as she turned the corner, heart racing. Just ahead, a Scyther stood menacingly over a teenager sprawled on the ground. Both of the Pokémon’s scythe-like arms were raised, poised on either side of the youth. The boy looked barely conscious, his torso wrapped in bloody, torn rags that looked hastily transformed into makeshift bandages. Jenny’s hand shot to her radio, instincts kicking in—was the Scyther about to finish him off? Not on her watch!

“Flamethrower, now!” she shouted to her Pokemon. From Growlithe’s maw unleashed a gout of flame that made the Scyther take off into the sky as it barely singed his legs. 

The Scyther cried out, glaring at the offending fire dog before preparing to strike back. Brandishing his deadly blades, the bug type swooped down. With a mighty swipe, it gouged deep into the side of the fire type and sent Growlithe flying backward. 

Paws skidding on the cobble streets as her Growlithe winced in pain. The bug type glanced out the corner of his eye at the boy for just a moment before noticing the fire dog trying his luck again. “SCY! Scyther!”

Her Growlithe shook his head, stepping forward. “Grr! Growl! Lith! Growl!”

With nothing left to distract them, both Pokemon prepared to strike as Sato began to move in the background. 

He couldn’t see exactly what was happening, but he clenched his right hand. Turning it over, he felt the cold cobble beneath him as he moved it up the wall he currently sat against. Struggling to his feet and hugging the wall, Sato grunted. Both of the Pokemon and Jenny gaped at him.

“Sccccyyyyttttheeerr ,” His Scyther hissed excitedly, making the Growlithe seem to do a double take.

As everything came into focus, he saw Scyther and Growlithe clearly before turning to see the officer. For the first time in the last bit, he smiled although shakily. 

“Ngghh… Scyther, back off!” Sato commanded, seeing his Pokemon put his blades down and to move into a more neutral position.

Hearing this, the Growlithe backed off as his own trainer moved in. “You look like you’ve been through a lot, kid. What’s your name?” Jenny asked.

Sato perked up. “It’s Sato! And ungh… My Scyther was guarding me because I couldn’t stay awake.” At that admission, the Growlithe looked down, its expression almost… ashamed?

“Growwwlll,” it grumbled to Scyther.

“Scytha Scy.” His bug Pokemon shrugged as the Growlithe adopted a surprised expression, but Sato spoke up.

“We were trying to find the Police Station, but I was too tired to keep moving…” He trailed off, omitting the part about Latios being the reason why he was so tired. “A nasty guy calling himself Hunter K is in town and he was trying to kill me!” He gritted his teeth, holding himself up against the wall. “We need your help! If we don’t stop this guy, it’ll be over for everyone!” 

His plea didn’t seem to have shocked the officer, but she did look to have a degree of understanding written on her face. “We already know about this man. Though, I never could have guessed he would strike out against a child, even if they were a Pokemon Trainer.” 

Sato frowned. “Wait… You already knew?” She nodded. “Then why aren’t you all on patrol looking for him!?” His anger was palpable even as his hold on the wall slipped slightly.

As Jenny approached him, she attempted to reach out, but he backed up shakily. “I need an answer! This monster could’ve been taken care of already and none of you did anything!” 

She adopted a sympathetic look. “It’s never that easy, kid… We’ve got our orders to stay back and allow the higher ups to take care of the situation.” She reached out again, and Sato didn’t resist this time. “All we know is that we’re trying to not make him suspicious. If he caught wind of the police actively searching for him, Hunter K would likely have already left and then he’d never be caught.”

“But…” Sato didn’t know what else to add. 

“I get it. This is frustrating, but there's a protocol to follow for a reason.” 

The officer grabbed her radio. “I’ve got a kid here,” she said. “He seems to be alright, if a bit tired. I need some assistance to get him back to the Pokemon Center.”

A reply came quickly. “Copy that. Where exactly is your location, Ma’am?” 

She pulled out her phone, checking the map function on it. “Between sectors six and seven.”

“Copy that. We’ll get there soon!” It clicked out with that.

She clipped the radio back on her uniform. “We can try to move if you’re able. If not, just take it easy.”

Sato shook slightly, a look of shame crossing his face. “I need to move…” He looked to his trembling hand, “I have to!” 

As he did so, Scyther walked to him, anxiously reaching out. Growlithe padded toward Jenny, shaking his head as he leaned close to his partner. Jenny patted his head while the bug Pokemon looked on with slight worry. 

He’d been beaten through the mud throughout this entire trip. 

Throughout his entire journey, really.

All of the battles fought before this had been tough, now it just felt even worse. Sato had lost to Whitney so many times before finally clutching up with a team that could make the cut. Now he was failing to fight villains with incredible Pokemon that were far out of his reach. Every time he got better at something, he was knocked back down.

Sato couldn’t stop thinking back on those failures even as he struggled to stay up. Each one of them had broken his demeanor, making him feel completely inadequate. It weighed on his mind even though one part of him pushed those thoughts away. He wanted to be happy, so why didn’t he feel able to step up?

If I can’t pull through this… If I can’t do anything right… How can I face her or myself?

The world began to fade again, his exhaustion catching up with him. Slumping back down, he fell unconscious. Jenny held onto him as Scyther did his best to help, but Sato was falling back into his last victory. The last time he’d pushed for his dreams before running away with his tail between his legs. 

Sato stepped into the gym, a confident look on his face. It’d taken him a whole month to put this team together. He’d trained really hard after taking into account his nine losses. There was no way he’d accept another one. Not after all the effort.

He heard the doors close behind him, an anxious shock passing up his spine. Temptation had pulled him toward trying Morty’s gym, but he found himself unworthy of moving forward.

Not until I beat this gym.

There wasn’t a question in his mind of if, but when Sato could manage this feat. It had to be now. He could feel a difference in himself. Perhaps he was really in the zone despite the anxious energy surrounding himself. 

As he reached the inner gym, he stood in the middle of a decent sized arena. The floor was cracked in a few places, but that was to be expected. It was hard enough to keep a gym maintained when having major battles weekly. Sato could swear these cracks were even from his past challenges over the course of the last two months. He could clearly see his team being tossed around like sacks of potatoes and the mental image made him groan in frustration. At least, on the inside.

“Ah, you’re back! Champ in the making! Have you figured out an approach?” The question snapped Sato out of his funk as he stared wide eyed at the league official.

“Y- Yeah! Of course I did! I’m not leaving a tenth time without a badge!” he said with conviction. 

“Well, I can certainly tell you’ve got a different feeling radiating off your persona.” He flicked his phone screen until he nodded, “Yes, your name is right here, Sato.” 

Sato squirmed a little, trying to hold a brave face. “Right! That’s me for sure!” 

“Says here that your match will be held in about ten minutes or so… Good.” He stuffed the phone into his jacket pocket with a smile.“I’ll go make sure Whitney is ready and you’ll have your match! Good luck!” He turned to walk off toward a set of double doors that opened and shut just as quickly.

With a nervous gulp, Sato tapped at his pant leg. This is it… My test… He hoped his training would be enough… It just had to be! 

He moved that hand up to his belt, tugging a Poke Ball off of it. Sato looked at it anxiously, turning it over and to the side. Treating it like a stress ball, he played with the metallic sphere.

I’ll start with Scyther… She’ll be surprised for sure! It’ll be strong enough to take out her first two Pokemon, no problem!

If Bugsy had taught him anything, it was that this bug type was incredibly fast and powerful. The scythe-like blades of this Pokemon made quick work of my team, but when Charmander evolved, I took him on with little to no issue. The Swords Dance combo they used was effective, but once I figured out how to get past that, it was easy. He would just need to do that again.

The doors had opened again and his roadblock was standing there giving him a grin with teeth that glinted in the stadium lights. Her pink hair bobbed back and forth as her fiery eyes met his own. Sato could see the attractive woman before him, but also recognize the danger she posed to his entire career. 

“I’m glad you’ve returned to be beaten again, Sato.” She winked at him.

Sato shook his head, pushing away his nerves with a frustrated reply, “I won’t lose this time! I’m going to beat you!” The declaration seemed to drag a small giggle from his opponent.

“We’ll see about that!” she shouted back.

The League Official from earlier stepped into the middle of the arena just off to the side. He looked at Sato and then back at Whitney before speaking up loudly. “This will be a three on three match! The challenger Sato will be up against Goldenrod City’s Whitney! The normal type gym leader extraordinaire!” 

Whitney pulled a Pokeball off her belt as Sato’s grip tightened on the one currently in his hand. The League Official continued, “Furthermore, only the challenger may make substitutions!” Lowering his arms, he shouted, “LET THE MATCH BEGIN!”

Whitney kissed the Pokeball before tossing it in the air. “Let’s go, Teddiursa!”

Out of the bright light stood a rather small bear who just seemed out of sorts. Sato was intrigued as she hadn’t used this Pokemon before. There was no time to waste on that thought because he had a battle to win. Clicking the button on the ball, he tossed the enlarged sphere.“We’ll show her, Scyther!” 

With that, the bug Pokemon emerged looking quite ferocious. “Scy! Ther!” He slashed his blades through the air before clashing them together. This served to try and intimidate the bear. 

However, this didn’t do much as she seemed more curious than anything. “Teddi? Urrrr…?”   

“You didn’t have a Scyther before. Maybe you’ve really been putting in the effort after all!” She smirked, swinging her arm out.

“Teddiursa, use Fake Out!” 

The bear leaned forward before she shot off at blinding speed toward her opponent. “Scyther, dodge it and use Slash on the floor!” Sato commanded with gusto as Scyther nodded.

His blades glowed a pale white as he prepared to move and slice downward, but Teddiursa was already there. She leapt up with glowing arms, slamming Scyther immediately in the jaw with a fierce clap. The bug’s blades faltered, stopping their illustrious shine as he stumbled back with a full on flinch. 

“Scyther?!” Sato clenched his fist, watching his Pokemon wobble backward.

“No time to waste! Use Attract!” Teddiursa obliged, twirling with a smooth swivel and showing her pronounced features. She then winked as hearts popped out of her eyes. Scyther was hit by the technique full on, adopting an enamored glower toward the bear.

“Now let’s take a page from Scyther’s book and use Slash!” 

With glowing claws, Teddiursa pushed the attack with ferocious slashes that hit Scyther’s torso. 

“Sssssscyyyy!” he cried out slowly while Sato watched with ever lowering hopes. 

“Scyther, please snap out of it!” he pleaded, seeing the bug type move backward as though the damage was still catching up with his love-addled mind.

Whitney looked disappointed. “You should recall him already! No point in continuing with your Pokemon out of sorts.” She seemed prepared to end the match and I was running out of options. A tenth loss was looking like the reality of my situation, but even with that thought… 

Something was off.

Yet, there was still a focus in my mind. Something I’ve experienced quite a few times. A determination stronger than the willpower held by Whitney or even himself in the past.

Something is off.

Balling his hands up into a fist, he cried out, “SCYTHER! SNAP OUT OF IT AND USE SLASH!”

“Finish him now, Teddiursa! Slash again!” 

The little bear charged again, but as the slash came in, a flicker of cognition broke through. Teddiursa’s claws met a singular blade that glowed distinctly faded white. Sparks lit up the area as Scyther grunted before thrusting his second blade and catching the bear in a slicing motion! 

“URSA!” the bear shouted in pain, sending it flying backward. Tumbling over itself as it slammed harshly across the hard surface of the arena, it finally came to a stop. Traces of blood could be seen spilling down the side as Whitney looked on in shock. 

A critical hit…

Teddiursa’s eyes were little squiggles as Scyther looked on, readying himself in case the bear got up. The League Official held a green flag in Sato’s direction declaring that Teddiursa was unable to battle.

With a small frown that uplifted into a smile, Whitney raised her Pokeball and returned Teddiursa. “I’ll admit, that was really lucky! However, it’s not over yet.” Taking out another ball, she tossed it quickly enough.

“Alright Clefable! Are you ready?!” The question wasn’t just aimed at her Pokemon, but at Sato as well.

He met Scyther’s eyes, determination reflected back. “Are you?” He asked as Scyther clashed his blades together with a nod.

“SCY!”

“Clefable, kick it off with Metronome!” 

The Clefable showed its main pointer fingers, starting to waggle them back and forth with an intense focus. A small glow came from the tips as both Sato and Scyther felt a powerful energy making its way out. The bug type spread his wings as his trainer shouted.

“Don’t take any chances! Fly into the air now!” 

The fairy type smirked as she watched Scyther soar into the sky, his wing beats propelling him ever faster through the gym. That’s when Sato felt the subtle change of atmosphere. 

“Hold on, Scyther! Somethin- AH!” Sato cried out, watching in disbelief.

Scyther slammed into the ground with a solid crunch as waves of purple energy emanated from Clefable! Whitney was grinning now.

“Looks like we hit the jackpot! Hope you like Gravity!” Whitney exclaimed, as Clefable smiled alongside her. “Now get in close and use Ice Punch!”

“Clefa! Fable!” she said, moving closer to the downed bug type.

“Scyther! She’s coming closer! You gotta move!” Sato exclaimed, but the bug type was struggling in the gravity field that threatened to keep him on the floor. 

Clefable’s left fist produced an icy blue glow that solidified with the harshness of winter behind it! Scyther looked up with panic in his eyes, digging his blades into the ground around him. He tried pushing himself up. As his head lifted up to see the stomach of his aggressor, the cold fist slammed into his jaw. Then it happened again. 

Sato watched as his newest team member took each solid hit. In a few seconds, another bashed his face right as the field wore off. Scyther flew backwards from the frigid blow like a sack of potatoes being tossed to the floor. Half of his chitin was covered in ice while Sato could only hyperventilate in horror.

Whitney looked at the young challenger with disdain. “Are you kidding me?! You let him take all those hits and didn’t say a word?!” 

Sato heard her, but he was too focused on Scyther. I’ve gotta say something. Do something! We came here to win! The words were there. 

“Scyther! I know you’ve got more fight in you than that!”

Sato’s call invigorated the bug type, making him get to his feet shakily. As the glare Scyther gave glinted in the gym lights, his trainer beamed.

“You really did get up!” He was going to cheer on the bug type, but he hesitated to keep going. Whitney’s words flashed through his head and he made a new decision. Leveling his PokeBall at Scyther, he returned him to the safety of its embrace.

“You did good. Take a rest,” Sato complimented him, seeing Whitney put her hands upon her hips.

“I see… You’re pretty hard headed, but maybe this will sink in.” Moving her left hand from her hip, She pointed at him, “Knowing when to make a substitution is an important part of growth for any trainer!” 

Sato nodded, reaching for the next ball. “Right! I still have so much I need to do! This is just a stepping stone!” 

He chucked the next ball as it burst open with the light thundering to the floor. The shape popped out, a Charmeleon that looked rather excited at the prospect of fighting the Clefable.

Sato still had misgivings. I’ve gotta strategize. I had hoped Scyther would carry me, but that was ridiculous to think… Still, I’ve gotta push forward! Clenching his hand, he brought it to his side.

“Charmeleon, are you ready?!” Sato knew he had to save his trump card for last. He wanted to surprise her and it looked to be working if Whitney’s widening eyes were any indication.

The gym leader seemed at a loss and that’s what Sato was hoping for. After all, he knew exactly what her last Pokemon would be. He only needed to be careful. 

Just gotta shake off this feeling.

The fiery lizard swung its tail back and forth, sending shimmering sparks into the air. Hot embers burst from his maw as his teeth sparkled in the light refracting from the fire and stadium bulbs. His eyes narrowed at Clefable as Sato watched from the side.

Sato’s head perspired as he felt the flames heat and he gladly took hold of it. “Okay, let’s start with Metal Claw!” 

His Charmeleon’s claws glowed, extending slightly as he charged forward. Sato smiled, Metal Claw is super effective, they can’t afford to be hit! He thought, seeing Clefable move to the side as the first swipe was made. 

Multiple heavy swipes audibly slashed through the air as Clefable danced backwards. Sato gritted his teeth while watching this display. The dancing fairy smirked with each miss just as much as her trainer did.

Whitney wasn’t even trying to hide it. “You really do have something up your sleeve… No trainer that’s been through here would use their starter for anything but their last Pokemon.” 

Sato shook his head, “Charmeleon! Keep using Metal Claw, but use Flamethrower at the same time!” 

“Clefable! Do another Metronome!” Once again, the damned fairy started wiggling her fingers.

The fire lizard leapt forward l but only swiped the air as Clefable jumped to the side. He swung his head, letting out a massive gout of flames that shot through the area, covering Clefable entirely in a ball of fire. Sato saw something through a hellacious blaze that sent a pang down his side.

It’s still glowing! Wait! Fire moves aren’t very effective on fairy types! Sato’s thoughts were running on overload as he scrambled to find a solution, but the Clefable was covered in a watery veil almost immediately. A loud hissing sound echoed through the gym as a heavy fog took over the arena. 

Sato couldn’t see a thing, but he was sure that meant Charmeleon couldn’t either. He heard a deafening crunch as out of the fog, his Pokemon shot out, slamming into the gym floor nearest himself. The fire lizard appeared to be covered in water as it shakily pushed itself up. One claw on his knee, Sato saw him struggling to look past the fog. 

“Charmeleon! Try to blow the fog away with Dragon Rage!” Sato shouted, seeing his Pokemon nod as a surge of orange energy built up in his open maw. 

With a triumphant roar, Chameleon sent the ball of raging energy flying into the fog, but it seemed to not affect anything at all. It didn’t even hit! Oh… Fairy types wouldn’t be affected by Dragon type moves either. He really should have paid more attention in his studies!

Wracking his mind, Sato did his best to figure out what else he could do. The fog was beginning to lift on its own and the two could see that Clefable was already preparing another Metronome. Charmeleon seemed reluctant to try either one of those moves again. Sato was briefly contemplating throwing out the original plan entirely by this point. 

I could always resort to… Sneasel. He gulped, fresh memories of what happened last time he used her in battle. He’d never seen a Pokemon bleed so profusely before. Shaking his head, Sato decided against it. 

I won’t… Not until I can make it work out! Right, he just couldn’t risk it at least not yet.

“What are you considering over there?! I’ve heard about you even before your nine loss streak against me. Falkner and I do get to talk every once in a while… The last time we spoke, he mentioned a young trainer named Sato with an incredibly powerful Sneasel.” She said, making Sato snap out of his thoughts. 

She continued. “If you want to rely on that, I won’t stop you.” She leaned in, directly staring him down with a big smirk, “After all, I have a feeling you’ll lose either way if you don’t figure something out soon.” Sato hated that smirk. 

He’d seen it too much.

“I don’t need to use Sneasel! I can do this!” He shouted back, clenching his fists in abject frustration for even mustering the idea. No, he’d definitely be fine!

“Then prove it!” She demanded with a small wink attached.

Sato realized that Clefable was once again ready with yet another fully charged Metronome, but he wasn’t letting it get the better of him. “Charmeleon, let’s get in close with Metal Claw!” 

In only a few seconds, Charmeleon closed the gap with his glinting claws on display. “Unleash your Metronome now!” The fire lizard could hardly believe it when the fairy dropped to the deck and flopped like a fish. 

Sato edged a glance at Whitney, who looked like she got hit with a sack of bricks. “WHAT?! CLEFABLE!” 

Charmeleon struck with purpose, claws slashed down the side of the Clefable, drawing blood before he began to claw at her again and again. Each slash was extremely effective at drawing out pained yelps from his victim. His body was operating at a purely mechanical level with each precision filled strike. The lizard stepped back, he watched for any signs that the fairy might get up.

“I declare that Clefable is unable to battle!” The referee shouted, while Sato processed the last few moments.

Just one more? JUST ONE MORE! He’d only ever gotten this far one of his past nine times.

Whitney looked nonplussed as she returned her Pokemon. “Unlucky Splash… Of course it’d be the worst water type move...” She unclipped the final Pokeball, giving a sidelong glance at Sato.

He felt that familiar nervousness returning, but he shoved it down just as quickly. No time to worry about this! He thought, fumbling with his Pokeball before pointing it to his Charmeleon.

“Return!” He then pulled out Scyther’s Pokeball, sending him out much to the bug type's surprise.

Sato saw Whitney giving him a confused look. “Going back to him? Seems a bit impromptu, but I won’t complain!” She then sent out her Pokemon, Miltank.

“Mil! Mil- Tank!” The bovine Pokemon just stared across the battlefield, looking rather amused.

Sato wasn’t underestimating this one. He would try to get in some quick hits with Scyther and then his plan would come together. If he could just properly whittle away at Miltank, this would be over. Then he’d get that badge with no issue!

“Scyther! Use a Quick Attack!” 

The bug type lifted into the air, a flash of light firing off from his back as he practically disappeared into a blur of motion. Milliseconds later, he smashed straight into Miltank’s skull with a loud cracking sound. The force of the blow sent him sprawling backwards, but the cow merely shook it off like a mild sting. 

“Great job! Our turn! Use Rollout!” Whitney commanded as Miltank began to spin, ever increasing her spinning until she began to kick up dust.

Sato knew this move all too well. “Scyther, take a defensive stance!”

Just as instructed, the bug type lifted his blades up as Miltank sped toward him. The earth shook upon her impact with Scyther. His claws dug into the ground below, tearing up bits and pieces of rock while she slowed in the bug's grasp. That’s when he reinforced his defenses by digging in deeper. 

Sato wasted no more time. “Use Slash!” Both claws glowed as he slashed at the cow, but she decompressed her body at the same time.

“Headbutt him now!”

All at once, she crashed her skull into his abdomen. The hit planted with a deafening crunch that sent the Scyther blasting away! He flew right past Sato, who’s clothes billowed in the wind as his reaction time caught up with the sheer force of impact. Followed immediately with a slam that broke the wall just below the spectator stands.

Scyther spread Braviary style in the pushed-in wall, completely fainted by this point. Sato could only barely comprehend what had just happened. 

“Scy- Scyther?!” 

“I declare that Scyther is unable to battle. Choose your next Pokemon, Sato!” 

Sato didn’t need to turn around and see it in order to feel the smirk burning into his scalp. “Seems you’re down one. Let’s see what you’ll do next.”

He nodded, although shakily returning Scyther to his ball and taking out Charmeleon’s. Sato tossed it out and both combatants were met with a triumphant roar. The flaming lizard stood in all his glory, giving a glare to Miltank who just seemed happy to be here. 

Sato nodded, bringing some of that confidence forward once more. “Okay! Let’s do this! Flamethrower!” Chameleon obliged, sending a much more massive gout of flames than usual.

“Miltank, try to dodge it!” Whitney cried, seeing her Pokemon try, but actually fail to do so. Instead, it took the full force of the flames head on. When it died down, Miltank snapped both of her arms to the side with a strong bellow.

“MIILLL! TANK!” She looked to be completely locked in, but there was something off. Sato couldn’t immediately tell what, but there was a feeling in his bones.

“Charmeleon, let’s not give her any time! Get in close and use Thunder Punch!” Lightning surrounded his left claw as he rushed her, slamming it into Miltank’s face with surprising impact. 

It made her stumble backward, surprising Sato further as Miltank seemed to be acting differently. “Use Stomp, Miltank!” The cow sped over, leaping surprisingly high.

“Charmeleon, dodge it!” The fire lizard didn’t manage to dodge it either. Her hoof collided with his stomach, sending him to the ground, but the impact looked softer than when Scyther had been hit earlier. Upon landing, Miltank seemed to flinch and looked very troubled with a very red flush on her face.

Sato was starting to see a pattern. Weaker hits? She’s flushed… Wait. She’s gotta be burned! That’s right! Her attack is lowered and she’s taking more damage! But Miltank hardly took any damage from Flamethrower… Eyes widening as another realization took hold. Thick Fat is her ability! Now he just had to make use of this information.

“Rollout! Let’s get this over with!” Whitney shouted, desperate to see an end to this battle.

“Return Charmeleon!” Sato called, as the red light hit his Pokemon and he disappeared from the arena. Miltank slid to a stop, looking rather disappointed. “Mil?” She questioned as Sato grinned.

Whitney put a hand to her hip. “Are you giving up? Or are you going to use Sneasel?” She questioned, but Sato merely shook his head.

“Go Miltank!” Out popped his own pink bovine.

“Milll!” She shouted, looking around with little hearts in her eyes, but then looking quite dashed when the object of her affection wasn’t there. Finally turning to her opponent, she adopted a very serious glare. 

“Mil…” She trailed off, looking far more ready for battle.

Just as Sato was about to let out a command, he caught sight of Whitney’s look of shock. “A Miltank? Why’d you catch one of them?” She asked, more than curious.

Sato blushed, scratching his head in embarrassment. “Well… I saw yours that one time and… I just thought it was really strong.” He tapped the ground with his right shoe, letting the blush creep onto his cheeks.

“Now that’s adorable and sweet!” Whitney looked like she almost wanted to hug Sato, but refrained from doing so, wanting to see how this played out. 

When she seemed to regain her composure, Whitney pointed and ordered, “Rollout! Don’t give them an inch!” 

“You too, Miltank!” Sato watched as she nodded, curling into a ball and ripping the earth up by spinning. Whitney’s Miltank was already doing the motion, but for some reason, the two hadn’t budged from their spot.

Sato felt like he was having the time of his life. Instincts flaring up like never before shot through his system. Was this what it was like to be like Ash? For a moment, he could see the plateau which he needed to climb! A troublesome divide that separates him from the hero he idolized. The reason he started doing all this training in the first place.

The reason he needed to win .

An explosive crash was heard as both Miltanks collided in the center of the battlefield, bringing the battle back to the forefront of his mind. The arena cracked beneath the force of their combined strikes as both Pokemon broke apart, making them fly backwards. Landing not too far apart, the battle became a close quarters affair. One that made Sato’s eyes gleam with anticipation.

This was the moment.

The words flew from his mouth before he could comprehend the thought. “Get in with a Karate Chop, now!” 

His eyes met Whitney’s own as she froze up, I can tell that even she realizes that this isn’t a move that Miltank normally learns! I’ve got her! His Miltank’s arm decimated Whitney’s Pokemon with a clearcut strike that sent the other Miltank crashing to the ground.

She cried out in pain as the Super Effective hit planted easily enough! 

“Don’t let up! Another Karate Chop!” Sato’s Miltank shot forward with a bone shattering bash to the other Pokemon’s skull.

“One mo-”

“Enough!”

He was interrupted by Whitney who had returned her Pokemon before he could give the last command. Sato’s eyes widened, feeling his heart pounding as the rush of the moment started to wane. His breathing was erratic even after her statement sunk in. 

"Mil?”

His Pokemon had approached him with a concerned look upon her face. Miltank had both her hooves out to the side as if wanting to console her trainer with a hug. Sato suddenly felt an urge to smile as he walked into the open embrace, surrendering himself to the now elated motherly cow.

“I declare that Sato and Miltank have won this battle!” 

Sato looked up upon hearing this declaration. However, Whitney had already closed the gap, throwing her own arms around the both of them. Being pressed up against the gym leader made him nearly have a fit. His face became beet red.

“Good battle! You two did wonderfully!”

Sato shook his head as she backed off. “But we didn’t win. You returned Miltank before I could finish the battle…” Now that his mind had caught up with the adrenaline, he felt disappointment pooling up.

There wasn’t time to process it as Miltank tightened her hug and the Plain Badge was produced before him, held in Whitney’s hand.

“You’ve earned it. Now get up.”

“W- What?”

“Get up!”

Sato’s eyes fluttered open, his vision sharpening on the underside of a bunk bed. The soft glow of sunlight streamed through the window, cutting sharp lines across the sterile white sheets. The faint scent of antiseptic clung to the air, mixing with something more familiar—Pokémon food.

He took a slow breath, his mind piecing together the fragments of what had happened. The Pokémon Center…

A dull ache pulsed through his muscles, a reminder of the fight that had landed him here. He turned his head, and the first thing he saw was Scyther.

The Bug-type sat at his bedside, wings twitching, his sharp gaze softened with something close to concern.

“Scytha! Scy!”

Sato exhaled, forcing a small smile. “So, you helped me all the way here?” His voice was steady, but something inside him itched—an unease he couldn’t quite place. His fingers curled against the sheets. “Where’s Jenny?”

Scyther’s gaze flicked toward the door. He hesitated.

That wasn’t a good sign.

Sato pushed himself up, expecting resistance from his body—but the stiffness vanished faster than it should have. His energy levels felt off . Not unnatural, but too sharp, too ready . He flexed his fingers, testing his grip.

His gaze shifted to the other bed. His spare clothes were folded neatly, his belt and Pokéballs placed beside them. It felt… deliberate. Like someone had set them there expecting him to stay put.

That wasn’t happening.

“We shouldn’t be here…” he muttered, eyes narrowing.

Scyther tilted his head, scythes tapping lightly against his chin. “Scy?”

Sato swung his legs over the bed and stood. His balance was too perfect . He felt light, fast, ready , as if his body had already adjusted to whatever had happened before he blacked out.

A sudden impulse struck him, and he jumped.

His feet landed soundlessly. Too easily.

His frown deepened. Something’s different…

His fists clenched. Whatever it was, he didn’t have time to figure it out.

“Right,” he said, voice firm. “We’ve gotta go now.”

It didn’t matter how many times he had failed before. Didn’t matter how many times he’d been knocked down. So long as he still had the chance to make things right, he’d take it.

“You’ve got my back, just like the others, Scyther?”

Scyther’s hesitation vanished. He gave a sharp nod. “Scy!”

Sato’s eyes flicked to the door. Walking out like nothing happened would only invite trouble. If Jenny or the nurses caught him, they’d demand an explanation.

His gaze shifted.

The balcony.

A warm breeze drifted through the slightly open door, stirring the sheer curtains. Sunlight glinted off the polished railing, scattering flashes of light across the floor.

Sato exhaled. “We’re not taking the front door.”

Scyther’s wings buzzed in agreement.

Without hesitation, Sato moved. He pushed the balcony door open and stepped into the golden daylight. The world stretched before him—wide open. Waiting.

And he wasn’t wasting another second.

“Let’s move.”

The scene was drenched in tragedy.

Ash’s breath hitched as he took in the sight before him—Lorenzo’s lifeless body, blood pooling beneath him, and Bianca… Bianca clinging to him, as if her hold alone could keep him tethered to life.

No… No, no, no…

His hands clenched into fists at his sides. The metallic scent of blood mixed with the salt of tears, thick and suffocating. The dim museum lights cast long shadows, stretching across the wreckage of what had just happened.

Bianca’s sobs cut through the silence, raw and broken, another stab straight to his chest.

This wasn’t just some distant injustice.

This was close. Too close.

I don’t know where this bastard is… but I’ve gotta do something!

His head snapped to the side. Latios was still tending to Latias, his glow flickering weakly. Damn it… He’s barely holding on.

Ash swallowed down the burning anger rising in his chest. He needed control. Needed to focus.

“Latios,” he said, forcing steel into his voice, “Can you get us out of here without being seen?”

The Eon Pokémon nodded, his psychic energy shimmering around them.

Grab the Soul Dew while I get ready.

Ash didn’t hesitate. He rushed to the glowing sphere, its light pulsing softly in his hands. It was warm—so unlike the icy grip of fear twisting in his gut. At least this time, it hadn’t been destroyed. At least this time, Alto Mare wouldn’t be swallowed by a tsunami.

Okay. I’m ready.

A heartbeat later, the museum was gone.

They landed in the Secret Garden, feet pressing into the earth. The moment the teleportation ended, Ash staggered forward, dizziness washing over him. He barely caught himself, shaking off the disorientation.

Then, a voice echoed in his mind.

Ash, do it quickly.

“Right!”

Moving on instinct, he rushed to the fountain, placing the Soul Dew back onto its pedestal. As soon as it touched the stone, the waters flowed again—calm and steady.

Unlike him.

The weight on his chest lifted… but only slightly.

Because the rest of it—the fear, the guilt—remained.

Fear that the killer was still out there. That he had failed when it mattered most.

And worst of all…

Bianca.

Ash turned toward her, his stomach twisting. She hadn’t moved.

Her eyes, still brimming with tears, had hardened. That warmth she always had—the kindness, the light—was gone.

Something raw had taken its place.

Something dangerous.

“Bianca?” he called, careful.

She shook her head. When she finally spoke, her voice was hollow. “Ash, I’m going to help you find that monster.”

His heart clenched. “Bianca, you don’t have to—”

She ignored him. Stepping past him, she locked eyes with Latios. “You can still keep going, right?”

Ash saw it then. The way she stood, fists trembling at her sides. The way her breath came short and sharp. The gleam in her eyes wasn't just grief.

Is this… what I look like?

Is this what I become when I let revenge take over?

He reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder. “But aren’t yo—”

She wrenched away.

Her head snapped toward him, eyes blazing.

Not just grief.

Not just anger.

Hatred.

A rage so pure and sharp it made his breath catch.

“No!” she snapped. “I’m not going to just let it go! My grandpa is—” Her voice cracked, but she kept going, forcing herself forward. “He’s been there for me from the beginning, and I am NOT going to let the man who shot him get away!”

Ash flinched.

Damn it…

He had to tread carefully.

“It’s important not to rush into things like this,” he said, keeping his voice steady. He took a slow step closer, hands raised. “I swear to you, he won’t get off this island. But Bianca, I’m not worried about him.”

His voice wavered.

“I’m worried about you.”

Bianca tensed. Her gaze flickered from Lorenzo’s body… to Latios… then back to him.

“I—” She sucked in a sharp breath. “I’m just so lost.”

She wrapped her arms around herself, holding on—like she was trying to keep from breaking apart.

“I know you said he won’t get away,” she whispered. “But I need to know for sure.”

Ash didn’t think.

He just moved.

Pulling her into a hug.

For a second, she stiffened.

Then, she collapsed.

Shudders wracked her body as sobs tore free, muffled against his chest.

Ash held her tight, his hand moving in slow, steady circles against her back.

“I know,” he whispered. “I know you need to see it for yourself… Trust me.”

Her tears soaked into his jacket. He didn’t care.

Bianca’s fists clenched against his chest. “I just… I don’t know how to—”

“You don’t have to.”

Her grip tightened.

Seconds passed. Maybe minutes.

Finally, she pulled back slightly, wiping her eyes with a shaking hand.

Ash exhaled. “I know I can’t stop you from coming.” His voice was quiet. “Just… promise me you won’t do anything rash.”

Bianca hesitated.

Her lips parted slightly. Then, she stopped herself.

Ash could see it—the war raging inside her.

Finally, she exhaled. “…I can only promise you that I won’t get into trouble.”

Her voice wavered, caught between fury and grief.

It wasn’t the answer he wanted.

But it was the only one she could give.

And for now…

It would have to be enough.

The cavernous base lay hidden deep within the heart of a vast cave system, a remnant of an ancient seabed now swallowed by time. Stalactites hung like jagged teeth from the ceiling, glistening with moisture, while the walls bear fossilized imprints of long-extinct marine life—silent echoes of a forgotten world. The air was cool, laced with the damp scent of earth and salt, as if the ocean’s memory still lingers within these walls.

A narrow passage, concealed by a curtain of hanging rock formations, led into a cathedral-like chamber. The space glowing with an eerie bioluminescence, fungi clinging to the cavern walls and casting rippling reflections across the shallow pools that dotted the uneven ground. Crystals of deep blue and emerald green jutted from the stone, remnants of the sea’s retreat, their jagged edges glimmering like scattered gemstones.

Deeper within, the base seamlessly integrated into the cave’s natural formations. Reinforced stone archways creating winding paths between its sections, tunnels snaking into the darker recesses. Some chambers retained their underwater origins, their floors still encrusted with barnacle-like growths, while others had long since been smoothed and repurposed into living quarters, makeshift furniture crafted from driftwood and scavenged stone.

At the heart of the base lay an underground lake, its glassy surface mirroring the ceiling above. Strange, luminescent fish drift just beneath the water, their pale bodies leaving ghostly trails. The lake served as both a vital resource and a haunting relic of the ocean that once ruled this space.

It is here that Katchen rushes, his boots splashing through the damp terrain. This sanctuary, once a fortress of strength, is now a fractured remnant of the Hunter Division, once led by the infamous—and now deceased—Hunter J. A meeting had been called a week prior, a desperate attempt to decide the future of this fading faction. Three leaders had been chosen to find a path forward, yet now, as Katchen stormed through the underground corridors, he knew the talks were crumbling. And for him, that was the worst possible outcome.

Katchen snapped back to the present, breath ragged as he tore through the narrow tunnels of the Altomare sewer system. Water sloshed around his boots, the air thick with the stench of decay. Every echoing footstep reminded him that Tobias was closing in. The past was gone—what mattered now was survival.

The ancient stone passageways twisted endlessly, his only light coming from the occasional grate above where the city’s glow barely filtered through. His mind raced as he tried to recall the layout, searching for the quickest way out before his pursuer could corner him.

‘Focus, Katchen… You can’t get caught now.’

He pushed forward, forcing the memories of the past meeting from his mind. There would be time for reflection later—if he lived long enough to see it. Yet, he couldn’t let it go. Every flash of sunlight tore him back to the moments of his past. As he turned and headed down another path, it wormed its way right back to the forefront of his mind.

Don’t turn your back on me, Erol!

Katchen’s voice cracked with fury, his trembling hands clenched into fists. He could feel everything slipping through his fingers, the last strands of control fraying before his eyes.

Erol barely spared him a glance. “Turn my back? We’re done, Katchen. It’s over. You need to see that.”

Over? Katchen’s stomach twisted. How could he say that?

“Don’t call me that!” His breath hitched. “It’s Hunter K! Her legacy didn’t die with her—it lives on in us!”

The words came too fast. The second they left his mouth, he realized his mistake.

Erol smirked, bitter amusement flickering in his eyes. “There it is. You never had your own will, did you? Always chasing her approval, always pushing further than the rest of us. We knew when to stop. You never did.”

Katchen’s blood boiled. He doesn’t get it. He never did. His gaze snapped to Horus, searching for a different answer.

“And you, Horus? You understand, don’t you? We need to strike back, together. This isn’t over unless we let it be.”

Horus exhaled slowly, his gaze distant. “Have you even thought about what you’re asking? This isn’t some bounty, Katchen. You’re talking about killing a kid.”

Katchen’s hands slammed against the table, rattling the rusted metal. “HE KILLED HER!”

The words tore from him, raw and unfiltered.

Horus didn’t flinch. “A Legendary Pokémon did. You remember that, don’t you?”

I remember everything. Katchen’s head dipped, fingers threading through his hair as he tried to steady his breathing.

“I know the details,” he muttered. “I saw her last moments, same as you.”

Erol crossed his arms. “Then why aren’t you after Team Galactic? They put her in that position to begin with.”

Katchen’s glare darkened. Because they don’t exist anymore.

“That’s impossible,” he spat. “Cyrus is gone. The high-ranking members vanished. There’s no trail. But Interpol—” his voice trembled with venom, “they were there. I KNOW they had a hand in this. But I can’t get to them…”

Erol sighed. “So you’d rather chase some kid? That’s your answer?”

Somebody has to pay. Katchen’s pulse pounded in his skull. And he was always there—always interfering. J warned me about him, about how he kept slipping through her fingers.

Silence settled, thick and suffocating.

The Hunter Division had been crumbling for years. First, they lost their numbers. Then, they lost her. Without J, they were nothing. Their empire had shrunk, their hunting grounds stripped away. Reality was closing in, and there was nowhere left to run.

Horus stood first. His mind was made up. He placed a firm hand on Katchen’s shoulder.

“I’m done.” His voice was calm, resolute. “I told my team to go, and I’m following. I won’t waste my life on a dying cause.” He stepped back, giving Erol a pointed look. “Wire me the closing costs directly. I’m cutting ties. Interpol’s bad enough, but Team Rocket? I want nothing to do with it.”

Coward.

“Good luck, Katchen. You’ll need it.”

His footsteps echoed down the tunnel, leaving only two.

Just me and Erol now.

Erol didn’t look surprised. “You’ll get your cut too. J left enough for all of us to walk away.”

Walk away? Katchen’s breath sharpened. He slammed his fist against the table, voice rising. “NO! I DIDN’T COME HERE FOR HANDOUTS!”

Erol’s lips twitched in something almost like amusement. “You sound disappointed. Don’t be. She left you the most.”

Katchen stilled. What?

Erol pulled a slip of paper from his pocket. “Ten million. The rest of us got six. A reward for your service, I suppose.”

Ten million… Katchen’s fingers twitched. That was more than enough to disappear forever. To start again. To leave this all behind.

He straightened. “I see.”

Erol exhaled. “Good. Then we’re done here.” He turned, ready to leave this all behind.

Katchen said nothing, but in his heart, he knew—this wasn’t over.

‘I’ve got to finish it! I’ve gotta at least kill him!’

As he passed through another shaft of sunlight, his breath hitched. A strange pressure weighed on his chest, tightening around his heart like a vice.

Then, he saw it.

A silhouette stood in the sunlight—a small, frail figure staring directly at him. Hunter K’s pulse spiked, his fingers twitching as he fought the urge to reach for his weapon. Something about the figure made his stomach twist violently.

“W-Wait! What is…?” His voice wavered, betraying the fear he refused to acknowledge.

The child’s empty, pitch-black eyes met his own, narrowed in a soulless glare.

“Where’s Mom?” He asked.

A sharp breath escaped him. The words struck him harder than any blade ever could. He could see his breath now, curling in the frigid air. A tremor ran through his body, not just from the cold water but from something deeper, something clawing at the edges of his mind.

The child—he knew that face. Knew those eyes. Knew the voice.

No.

It wasn’t possible. It wasn’t him.

And yet, as he stared at the phantom before him, memories surged against his will. That same boy had once stood in the wreckage of a burning home, soot and ash clinging to his skin. That same boy had once screamed for a mother who would never return. And that same boy had once been consumed by grief before cruel hands forced him into servitude.

Now, after years of bloodshed, of hunting, of killing… he had become one of them. The same people who stole everything from him.

No.

No, he hadn’t. He wasn’t like them. He had no choice!

His breathing came faster, more erratic, and his legs twitched with the urge to run.

“Y-You’re not real! This isn’t…!”

With a burst of desperation, Hunter K lunged forward, charging straight through the apparition. The cold sliced through him like a blade of ice, stealing the breath from his lungs. He gasped, but he did not stop. He could not stop.

Because if he did—if he let himself believe, even for a moment, that the boy was real, that the reflection of his past self was right—then he would have to acknowledge the truth.

That tonight, someone else had lost their grandfather. And he was the reason why.

I must get out of here. Whatever it takes!

Darkrai stirred, a faint tremor running through her form as her aquamarine eyes fluttered open. The darkness of the alley wrapped around her like an old, familiar cloak, but even its comfort did little to still the unease coiling within her. Before her, Zephyr hovered effortlessly, his wings barely shifting as he maintained his position midair, ever at ease.

The Latios smirked. “What?” His tone was light, teasing. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Darkrai exhaled slowly, pushing down the frustration threatening to rise. “I’ve located the Hunter, but he is slipping further from reach with every passing moment. Worse still, his mind is unraveling—rapidly.” She met Zephyr’s eyes, her gaze hardening. “If he crosses paths with anyone in this state, there’s no telling what he might do. Relay this to Tobias at once.”

Zephyr gave a mock salute, the smirk widening before he reached out mentally. Within moments, Tobias received the message.

Darkrai observed as Tobias pressed a palm to his forehead, his frustration evident. “This isn’t going to end well, is it?” His voice was heavy with resignation. “I’m open to suggestions on how to deal with this threat to public safety.”

The cobblestone beneath his foot groaned as he tapped it—a small, meaningless sound, yet one that betrayed his impatience.

Zephyr, for once, shed his usual bravado. “It’s not going to be simple, no matter how we approach it. There are plenty of exits from these sewers all over the island…” His words trailed off as he glanced at Darkrai and Tobias, both nodding in grim understanding.

Then Tobias’ gaze dropped to the unmoving figure in the shadows, his grip tightening. “If only we were a moment sooner. Hunter K covered his tracks well enough… And we found her.”

Darkrai turned her attention to the small form of a Latias lying within the darkness. A silent sigh left her as she drifted forward, shadows curling around the unconscious dragon. “Such a shame. This one looks like she’s been through a lot.” She allowed her darkness to brush against Latias’ form, searching—probing—but the psychic dragon did not stir. Not even a flicker of distress. This was no ordinary sleep.

Had she been placed in a nightmare? No. Darkrai would have sensed her own influence. Whatever bound the Latias in this state was something within.

Zephyr’s usual arrogance returned, though his anger was unmistakable. “Regardless, Hunter K shall pay for committing such a crime!” He clenched his claws, eyes burning bright red with emotion.

Darkrai arched her brow. “Showing bravado with so much flair. Theatrics might get you in trouble one of these nights.”

Zephyr met her gaze, undeterred. “For a woman, I would go to any lengths for their safety and comfort.”

Darkrai shook her head. “More like discomfort,” she murmured dryly before allowing the levity to fade. “Regardless, we don’t have time for this.” Her gaze flicked back to Tobias.

The man stood still, lost in thought. She could sense his frustration, the bitter sting of being one step too late. He had been close—so close—but close was not enough. Not in this chase.

One moment. That was all it took to tip the balance. And now, Hunter K remained ahead, the game still in his favor.

Zephyr’s voice cut through the silence. I could go to the docks and keep an eye out there.

Tobias nodded, seizing on the idea. “Good. I should inform the police. They can cover any potential blind spots. If this works, we can corner him until there’s nowhere left to run.”

Darkrai approved. “Zephyr, I’ll take the back alleys. We’ll cover more ground that way.” Without waiting for a reply, she melted into the shadows, becoming one with the darkness.

Zephyr relayed the information to Tobias before vanishing as well. I’ll be heading off too. Good luck.

And just like that, Tobias was alone.

Darkrai did not look back. The hunt was on, and time was slipping through their fingers like sand.

Brock had woken up next to the best woman in the world—a perfect start to the day. But now? Now, it felt like the ground had disappeared beneath his feet.

The tournament organizers were in full panic mode, their voices overlapping in a desperate plea for answers. Officials scrambled across the arena floor, some frantically checking their PokéGear, others gesturing wildly in heated arguments. The announcer, clearly stalling for time, tried to hype up the restless audience, but it was like throwing a bucket of water at a wildfire.

The crowd was getting louder, an impatient roar rolling through the stands. They weren’t here for excuses—they wanted action.

Ash Ketchum versus Tobias.

The match that had the world holding its breath. A long-awaited showdown between two trainers who had carved their names into legend. Ash, the unstoppable challenger who had finally conquered the Sinnoh League, and Tobias, the enigma who had swept through opponents with seemingly untouchable power. It had been the perfect idea to bring them both back, to settle the score on the biggest stage possible.

Except that neither of them had shown up.

Brock ran a hand down his face, exhaling sharply. This was bad. Really bad.

He and Lucy stood at the center of it all, trapped under the weight of hundreds of demanding eyes.

A trainer shoved forward, his face red with frustration. “Where’s Ash? He wouldn’t miss this!”

“Is this some kinda stunt?” another yelled.

“We paid for this battle! What’s going on?” a woman snapped, her arms flailing.

Brock’s jaw tightened. He wanted to say something—anything—to settle them down, but what could he say? He didn’t know where Ash was. He didn’t even know if this was just a mix-up or something worse.

Beside him, Lucy stood firm, her expression unreadable. But Brock knew her well enough to sense the tension in her stance. This was bad for more than just the tournament—it was dangerous. If Ash and Tobias were missing, there was a reason.

And it wasn’t a good one.

Before the crowd could press in any further, Lucy grabbed Brock by the arm, pulling him aside. They slipped into an open room just off the main hall, and the moment the door shut behind them, she turned to him. “Brock, do you have any clue where Ash might be?”

He hesitated. He had a few guesses, but nothing solid. What worried him more was the report he’d overheard that morning—Officer Jennys moving throughout the city in a coordinated effort. He’d barely caught the details while Lucy had been in the shower, but it had sounded serious.

Still, that didn’t mean Ash was involved.

…Right?

Brock exhaled. “Not sure.” His voice was low, firm. “We’ll just have to improvise for now.”

He brushed past Lucy, squaring his shoulders as he prepared to face the crowd again. Whatever was going on, they needed answers—and fast.

~End of Chapter~

Chapter Text

Misty arrived at the museum, but the moment she spotted the swarm of police officers, she pulled back on Wailmer’s side, signaling it to stop just before reaching the stone steps. The flashing red and blue lights reflected off the windows of the museum. Officers moved with urgency, speaking into radios and keeping onlookers at bay. Whatever had happened here, it was serious.

Her lips pressed into a thin line. “Great. What did he get himself into this time?” she muttered, scanning the crowd. If Ash were here, he’d probably be outside in the middle of everything—but he wasn’t.

Not liking the odds of getting involved in whatever chaos was unfolding, Misty turned away. She gave Wailmer a light pat, and with a low gurgle, it changed direction, carrying her toward a nearby bridge. As the Pokémon glided through the water, she pulled out her Rotom Phone, her eyes narrowing at the bright screen. Four missed calls—two from Brock, two from Ash.

Misty’s stomach tightened as she tapped Ash’s contact, bringing the phone to her ear. The call didn’t even ring—it went straight to voicemail. Her pulse quickened. That wasn’t a good sign. Either his phone was off, or something worse had happened.

Swallowing back a growing sense of dread, she immediately dialed Brock instead. This time, the line picked up after barely a second.

“Hey! I might need your help over here.” His voice came through loud and clear, but behind him was pure chaos—dozens of angry voices shouting, some overlapping in frantic demands.

Misty’s brow furrowed as she covered her other ear. “What the hell is going on? I can barely hear you!”

“We’ve got a bunch of furious fans losing it at the tournament hall, and it’s getting bad! Can you get here?!” Brock’s voice was strained, worry cutting through his usual level-headed demeanor. Then, after a short breath, he added, “I might have to do something regretful if you don’t!”

Misty tensed at his words. That… didn’t sound good.

She exhaled sharply, pressing two fingers against her temple. “Brock, I’ve been dealing with this mess all night! There’s a damn criminal on the loose, and he’s after Ash!”

“WAIT—WHAT?!” Brock’s shout was so loud it nearly pierced Misty’s ear. There was a beat of stunned silence on his end before she heard him curse under his breath. “That would happen… Dammit, we never get a break. I need to go help him, but—”

His voice was suddenly drowned out by a fresh surge of angry shouting. The crowd around him erupted again, the commotion turning his words into static and half-formed sounds.

“Brock? BROCK?!” Misty shouted, holding the phone tighter as if that would stabilize the connection.

No response—just the rising noise of the crowd and a burst of feedback that made her flinch. Her hand trembled slightly, anxiety creeping into her chest. Maybe getting Brock involved wasn’t an option after all.

Then, finally, his voice came back—strained, distant, but clear enough: “It’s no use, Misty. You’ll have to help Ash on your own. I’m stuck here. Keep me updated—and don’t get yourself into trouble, got it?”

Click.

The line went dead.

Misty lowered the phone slowly, her thoughts racing. But just as her fingers loosened around the device, the screen lit back up again.

Ash finally caught a moment to glance at his phone, his chest tightening at the sight of multiple missed calls—Misty, Brock… all unanswered. A surge of panic shot through him as he quickly tapped on Misty’s name and brought the phone to his ear. It rang once before her voice came through.

“Ash?”

“Misty! Are you okay?!” he blurted out, voice raw with concern.

“I’m—mostly. Took a few hits in a battle earlier, but I’m still standing,” she said quickly, brushing off the pain. Her breath was uneven though, and her next words dropped in urgency. “I just got to the museum. Ash… the place is crawling with cops. What the hell happened?”

Ash froze for a split second. He could hear the edge in her voice—the kind that only came when someone was barely holding it together. She was scared, and trying not to sound like it.

He exhaled sharply and spoke low, serious. “It’s complicated. I’m tracking someone—goes by the name Hunter K. Have you seen him?”

There was a sharp inhale on the other end.

"Seen him? Ash, I fought him," Misty said, her voice tightening to the point of trembling. "He had Latias—he captured her. I thought they were heading for the museum, but… something must’ve stopped them. They haven’t activated the DMA yet."

Ash’s jaw clenched as he gripped the phone harder, his knuckles whitening. His eyes drifted toward the shadowy outline of Lorenzo’s body in the distance, and his stomach twisted. "Lorenzo stopped him," he said hoarsely. "And he gave everything he had to make sure of it."

There was a beat of heavy silence before Misty’s voice came through the speaker again, quieter this time. "Ash... What about Bianca?"

Ash shut his eyes, his free hand balling into a fist. Frustration bubbled under his skin, and he kicked a loose stone across the ground, watching it skitter uselessly away.

"There’s no easy way to say it," he muttered, voice rough. "She’s not handling it well... and honestly, I don’t know what the hell to do for her."

He hesitated, his throat tightening before he finally asked, almost pleading, "Misty... what would you say?"

Silence.

For a long moment, all Ash could hear was the faint hiss of static and the heavy thudding of his own heartbeat in his ears.

“Misty?” he called again, his voice quieter, almost pleading.

When she finally answered, it was barely a whisper—low, shaky, and brittle. "I've only known her about as long as you, Ash... but if it were me... all I could say is... I'm sorry."

The words landed like a punch to the gut—simple, brutal, and far too real.

Ash stared at the ground, swallowing hard, when something brushed gently against his shoulder—a soft nudge from Latios’ wing.

Isn’t it about time you get ready? The voice spoke inside his mind, steady and urgent. We have work to do.

Ash gave a stiff nod, forcing himself to refocus. He raised the phone back to his mouth, voice rough with emotion. “Misty, I’ve gotta go. Just... stay safe, okay? And… I love you.”

Before he could hear her reply—before he could even second-guess saying it—the line cut off. The sharp click in his ear made him wince.

He stared at the phone for a beat longer before shoving it back into his pocket, his brow furrowing.

Is there something I’m missing?

As Ash moved closer to Bianca, something flickered at the edge of his vision. He turned just in time to see a pair of golden eyes flutter open.

His breath caught in his throat.

Latias.

She slowly lifted her head, disoriented. How did I end up here? Her voice echoed faintly in his mind, the telepathic tone weak and confused. But then her gaze locked onto him, and recognition lit her features.

Ash!

Before he could react, she launched herself at him like a bolt of red lightning, tears streaking down her cheeks. The impact knocked him flat with a grunt, the wind briefly driven from his lungs—but he didn’t push her away. Latias buried her face against his chest, trembling as she nuzzled into him, clinging as though afraid he might vanish.

Ash’s arms wrapped around her instinctively, holding her tight.

“You’re safe now,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “I’ve got you.”

Ash’s arms stayed wrapped around Latias as she wept silently into his chest, her small body still trembling. He could feel the rapid flutter of her heartbeat through his shirt, like a bird trying to calm after a storm.

A soft gasp broke the moment.

He turned his head.

Bianca had fallen to her knees a few feet away, both hands pressed over her mouth. Her eyes were wide with disbelief—then welled with tears of her own. For a moment, she didn’t move, just stared at the sight of Latias clinging to Ash like a lifeline.

“Latias…” she whispered, voice cracking.

Latias stirred slightly, looking over her shoulder. Her eyes met Bianca’s—and in an instant, she tore away from Ash and flew to her, wrapping her wings tightly around the girl.

Bianca sobbed openly now, clutching Latias as if afraid to let go again. “I thought I lost you… I thought—”

Latias nuzzled into her cheek, her voice gentle in Bianca’s mind. I’m okay… I’m here… I’m so sorry.

Ash stayed back, giving them space. Bianca knelt beside Latias, holding her close as the Legendary trembled in her arms, overcome with relief. Ash watched silently, a dull ache in his chest—but for the first time in what felt like forever, a real smile tugged at his lips. It was small, fleeting… but genuine.

That moment didn’t last.

As he turned away, something in the corner of his vision caught his eye.

Lorenzo.

The old man lay still, just feet away, his body slumped unnaturally. The smile vanished from Ash’s face. His heart dropped.

This should’ve never happened… Damnit.

Latios hovered at his side again, eyes hard with resolve. Ash’s hands clenched, but his rage was tempered by resolve.

Ash nodded grimly. “I get it Latios. It’s going to be all or nothing from here on.”

A sudden, soft gasp broke the air behind him.

Latias had turned her head. Her gaze fell on Lorenzo—and her joy immediately collapsed into horror.

No… The word echoed in Ash’s mind, fragile and breaking. Then, NO!

She tore away from Bianca with a cry, speeding to Lorenzo’s side. Her body hovered inches above him, trembling. She nudged him gently, then again, harder.

Bianca rose slowly behind her, hand at her mouth, already knowing the truth.

Latias let out a long, haunting wail that rang out across the plaza—raw, mournful, and full of disbelief. She lowered herself and pressed her forehead to Lorenzo’s chest, shaking violently, tears dripping onto his overalls.

Ash looked away, jaw tight. He couldn’t bring him back. But he could make sure the man hadn’t died for nothing.

Latios seemed ready to speak, his posture shifting as if to offer comfort—but Latias spoke up through her psychic link.

First my brother… all those years ago. Because of Team Rocket. Her voice cracked inside Ash’s mind, heavy with grief. And now Lorenzo… because of him. I- If… Her mental voice faltered, trembling despite its silence.

Latios glanced away, unable to meet her gaze. He felt it too—the weight of loss. Though he hadn’t spent as much time with Lorenzo as Latias had, the ache in his chest was real.

Without another word, Latias turned sharply and flew to Ash’s side, eyes still glistening. She hovered low and leaned toward him.

Get on, she said, her tone firm now, steeled by pain. We’re not letting him escape again. I’ve got no choice but to pay him back.

Even as she offered her back, her mind reeled with regret—how easily she’d been caught off guard the last time she’d faced Hunter K. Not again. Not this time.

Ash nodded without hesitation, climbing onto her back. His grip was steady, jaw clenched.

A few paces away, Bianca approached Latios, who turned with widened eyes at her presence. But she met his gaze with calm resolve.

“Don’t look so surprised,” she said quietly. “I already told you—I’m not sitting this one out. This ends today.”

Latios hesitated, clearly torn, but in the end, he lowered himself, wings spreading slightly in acceptance.

I understand, he said as she climbed up behind his neck. My sister needs me… and so do you.

A moment passed between them—unspoken, charged with grief and unity—before both dragons turned, wings beating the air.

They would end this. Together.

He had survived the chaos—barely. His team stood again, their strength stolen from the ruin of unlucky trainers. A weapon had done what sanctioned battles never could. The League preached fairness, but fairness had no place in survival.

Yet even standing, the world warped around Hunter K. His vision splintered—shadows lengthened, corners twisted. The sun shone brilliant over Altomare, casting sharp, clean light across the canals. But in his eyes, everything bent. They can’t find me. They won’t. I’ll escape. I have to.

He hadn’t clawed this far from the abyss just to lose now. Desperation was his fuel. Desperation bred ideas, and ideas were survival—no matter the cost.

I don’t care who hunts me. I don’t care what has to burn. I will survive.

The sunlight dimmed for a heartbeat as Genesect descended through the clouds, a shadow blotting the blue sky. Its landing struck the stone with a sound like thunder, wind blasting through the square. The storm wasn’t real, but his body recoiled anyway.

His burner Rotom Phone buzzed violently in his hand, data streaming in from Genesect’s feed. Darkrai. Latios. They’re closing in. His pulse jolted as another name appeared: Tobias.

Hunter K’s throat tightened. I should never have invited him. I thought he’d be good for business. Now I’m merely prey to his legends.

Enemies swarmed his mind. Everywhere. He couldn’t breathe past the thought of them. Survival isn’t enough. Not anymore. I need a guarantee. I need fate itself to bend in my favor.

He forced himself onto Genesect’s back, hands trembling against the metal frame. “Take me left. We’ll find another way. I refuse to be their rat in a cage.”

“You can’t run.”

The voice was not Genesect’s. Not anyone’s.

It was his own.

He whipped around. His younger self stood there, framed by the unforgiving sunlight. Not his mother’s corpse at his feet this time—but Lorenzo’s, lifeless in the sunlit canal. Hunter J stood nearby, cast in the shadow of a building, but her eyes were empty and soulless.

When his eyes met hers, her head sank to look at the ground. He jumped off Genesect, his mind not letting him run from these apparitions.

“We got away once,” the boy said, walking toward Hunter J’s shadow. “But not again.” His small eyes carried the impossible knowledge of endings not yet reached.

“WHY ARE YO—?!” Hunter K’s scream tore raw from his throat. His fingers dug into his skull as if he could claw the visions out. “No. No! You’re not real! Just like before!”

Hunter J’s voice cut through the sunlit haze like a blade of ice. “I wanted you to leave it all behind if it ever became too much.”

She stepped closer, her silhouette unnervingly crisp despite being nothing more than a memory—or a hallucination. “Yet here you are… fighting my old battles.” He swore that her breath was ghosting over his lips, but she was far away. 

Her tone was colder than anything he remembered. Colder than the day she died. Colder than the day everything fell apart.

Hunter K’s throat tightened. His breath hitched on something between rage and grief. “I couldn’t let it go,” he whispered, voice shaking. Then louder—raw. “I can’t!”

His fist clenched. The world swam. Sunlight fractured into sharp shards around her figure.

“I’M DOING THIS FOR YOU!”

He slammed his fist into the wall. Stone cracked under the force, dust spraying out as a deep imprint of his knuckles formed on the surface.

Pain shot up his arm—real, grounding, unwanted.

But Hunter J didn’t flinch. Didn’t soften. Didn’t even blink.

Her eyes held no warmth, no recognition—just judgment. The kind he feared most. The kind he felt he deserved. 

“You weren’t supposed to chase this,” she said quietly. “You weren’t supposed to lose yourself for me.”

Her words echoed through him, louder than the sound of the impact, louder than the pounding in his skull.

Hunter K shook, chest heaving, vision blurring again as her outline wavered at the edges. “Then why—why did you leave me with all of this?” he choked out. “Tell me what I was supposed to do! Tell me!”

But she only looked at him with that frozen, unreachable expression— the face of someone long dead, long gone, and yet standing right in front of him.

But the boy, Lorenzo, and Hunter J—they dissolved into the glare of the sun, gone as suddenly as they appeared.

The world remained bright, too bright. The light of Altomare seared his vision, turning every reflection in the canals into warped, grinning shapes. The people on the bridges looked around in bewilderment, they heard him, their faces filled with curiosity.

Hunter K’s breaths came jagged, shallow. His chest convulsed. He shook violently, as if panic itself had infected his body like a parasite. The real world blurred into hallucination.

Genesect crouched low, ready. Its cannons hummed like the throats of a thousand predators.

Hunter K gritted his teeth, dragging himself back into focus. He didn’t have time for ghosts. Not while the rest of his life was flickering before his eyes.

Not while Altomare’s sunshine itself felt like an enemy.

The war wasn't over yet.

“Jenny! Oh Jenny! Joy! Oh Joy! A one-woman man is what I’m gonna be, but there are two perfect girls for me-eeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Brock clutched the microphone like it was his lifeline, holding the last note until his voice cracked into a falsetto. He dropped to one knee at the edge of the stage, hand over his chest as though the torment of his own divided heart might strike him down.

The makeshift band behind him—consisting of two nervous street musicians, a tambourine-wielding trainer, and a wildly dancing Ludicolo—gave the impression of a true finale. The mismatched instruments clashed together in something between chaos and genius, and the crowd loved it.

Applause and laughter rolled over the plaza. Tourists clapped, children screamed for more, and even a few locals pretended to faint dramatically at Brock’s serenade. No one seemed to notice they were being stalled from the real event: the once-in-a-lifetime match between Ash and Tobias.

“Encore!” someone bellowed.

“Sing the part about Officer Jenny again!” another yelled, doubled over in laughter. A group of kids waved signs scrawled with “JOY” in marker, bouncing up and down with glee.

Brock pressed the back of his hand against his forehead and staggered as though love itself had wounded him. “Ah, the agony of my heart!” he cried. “How can one man choose between two radiant angels?”

The crowd erupted in cheers. Ludicolo struck a pose on the cymbals, sending the band crashing into a triumphant finish.

Just off-stage, Lucy crossed her arms, her violet eyes narrowing.

Of all the songs…

Her heel tapped against the cobblestone with growing impatience. It was supposed to be a distraction, yes—but did it have to be this? She had agreed to support him, had even helped him rehearse something respectful and crowd-pleasing. Instead, Brock was crooning about Jenny and Joy while she—his actual partner—stood watching from the sidelines.

When Brock took a dramatic bow, his face lit up with sweat and triumph. The audience howled, demanding more. He looked toward Lucy with a grin that begged for approval.

She didn’t clap.

Instead, she leaned in just enough for him to catch the edge in her voice. “You’re lucky this is working. Otherwise, I’d be walking out right now.”

Brock’s smile wavered, but only for a second. He turned back to the crowd, flourishing a hand toward Ludicolo. “For you, my beloved audience—another verse!”

The square roared, the music struck up again, and Lucy sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Distraction or not, this was going to be a long day.

Benihime drifted through the drowned city. Alto Mare had sunk beneath the waves, only to claw its way back to the surface, broken and gasping. Bodies floated all around her—silent, pale shapes turning with the current. The sight made her recoil, her claws aching as another shudder tore through her trembling body.

Mama… Mama, where are you?

Only silence answered. A deep, poignant silence that echoed in her skull like a scream, urging her to run, to flee, to wake. Above, the sun blazed in an empty sky, bright and mocking, shining down on the ruined world as though nothing were wrong at all. She watched the spirits rising from the water, drifting upward in soft, wavering trails.

It confused her. Frightened as she was, doubt twisted through her chest. The last few hours had been nothing but shadows—dark, smothering shapes that clawed at her mind until she could barely think.

Am I free? Are they… free?

Her golden eyes caught movement—a small shape bobbing against the debris. A Pokedoll. A Clefairy, waterlogged and mangled, its seams torn and stuffing peeking through. Somehow it had survived when so much else had not.

Closer… closer…

Her claws broke the surface, shaking as she lifted the ruined doll from the water. A tear slid down her cheek, warm against the cold.

Is this nightmare what holds me here?

She could still hear it—the harsh voice, the constant scolding, the accusations that stabbed into her heart with every word. Pain pricked at her chest, sharper with each memory.

That wasn’t her Mama. It couldn’t be. No matter how real it sounded.

Benihime caressed the doll in her claws, hoping that she might wake up from this hell. None of it could be real. Her mind, as clouded as it was, just couldn’t accept the reality. Not this construct.

Please… She pleaded. It would echo all around, but nobody came.

Tobias raced down the sunlit street, his cloak snapping behind him as he slid around a corner. Not far behind, his Garchomp thundered after him, carrying the unconscious Latias draped carefully across his back.

“Thanks for holding onto her, Garchomp. Phione’s a little too small to manage it,” Tobias called, glancing back. His dragon rumbled proudly, eyes bright after so long without a proper outing.

“Gar—chomp!”

His tail swished as they neared the Pokémon Center, sunlight glinting off his scales.

But just as they passed the entrance, someone sprinted toward them. A young trainer skidded to a halt, staring wide-eyed at Latias. His Scyther seemed just as shocked, eyes widening in realization.

“Be—Benihime!” he blurted, breathless. His gaze snapped to Tobias, filled with awe, fear… and something braver beneath the surface.

Tobias slowed, leveling him with a cool, steady look. “You seem awfully bold, rushing at a stranger like that,” he said. “And who exactly are you supposed to be?”

“I—”

The young trainer froze—caught somewhere between panic and purpose. His breath shook, but he stood his ground.

Beside him, Scyther snapped his scythes together with a sharp *shink*, wings humming as it stepped forward in a protective stance. The Bug-type’s compound eyes locked on Tobias with razor focus, ready to cut the distance in an instant.

Opposite them, Tobias’s Garchomp flexed its claws with a low metallic scrape, its blade-like arms angled forward as it shifted to guard its trainer. The air between the two Pokémon tensed like a wire pulled taut. Latias merely shifted slightly on Garchomp’s back after he readjusted.

Tobias raised an eyebrow, calm as ever.

“Well?” he nudged, his tone firm but not unkind. “If you’re going to shout demands at a stranger, boldness like that deserves a name.”

The trainer’s jaw clenched. He swallowed, teeth gritted, but met Tobias’s gaze head on.

“I’m Sato,” he said, voice cracking before finding its strength as he raised a hand to point to Latias. “And she’s counting on me! So let her go!”

Tobias’s expression softened into something that wasn’t exactly a smile—but close. The kind that suggested he was appraising the boy, measuring him.

“You’re rather good-natured,” Tobias said, stepping closer with slow, deliberate confidence. Garchomp moved with him, mirroring his stride. Scyther hissed, wings flaring.

Sato didn’t back down.

Tobias stopped a few feet away, hands visible, posture relaxed despite the tension swirling around them.

“I might let her go,” he said evenly, “but only if you can guarantee she’ll be safe with you.”

Sato’s brows knit. “Safe? Of course she—”

“I mean truly safe,” Tobias cut in. His voice didn’t rise, but the weight behind it did. “I don’t want to hear that you tried to capture a Legendary Pokémon just because you caught her on a bad day—or because power tempted you.”

His eyes narrowed with quiet intensity.

“Got it?”

“Yes! Of course!” Sato blurted, voice cracking with both fear and conviction. “As if I’d ever do something horrible on purpose?!”

His eyes—wide, earnest, almost painfully sincere—met Tobias’s. For a moment, Tobias studied that expression, weighing it like a man accustomed to sorting truth from excuses.

Then he gave a small, quick nod and an approving smile. “Good. Great, even.”

But the warmth faded just as quickly as it appeared. Tobias tilted his head, curiosity sharpening.

“Though…” he continued, “tell me something, Sato.”

Garchomp loomed behind him, silent and watchful. Scyther edged closer to Sato, blades raised.

“How,” Tobias asked, voice low and deliberate, “do you intend to hold onto her?”

Sato gave a small frown, thinking fast. “Good point… I do have an Abra who can levitate her and can teleport.”

He pulled a Poké Ball from his belt, thumb trembling slightly as he clicked it open.

With a flash, Abra materialized—eyes half-lidded as always, though there was a flicker of surprise in his expression… or as close to surprise as Abra could manage.

“Abra? Ab…?”

Sato crouched beside him. “I need your help. Can you hold onto Benihime and get her out of here? Quietly. No one can see.”

Abra blinked once, then nodded. His body glowed with a soft psychic shimmer. In an instant, Benihime lifted gently off Garchomp’s back, suspended in a cradle of azure light. Then the two disappeared.

Garchomp rumbled, shaking out his frame with a satisfied growl now that the pressure was gone.

Tobias nodded to his partner. “Good work.” He tapped Garchomp’s Poké Ball, pulling the dragon back into its capsule in a swirl of red light.

Then he turned to Sato with a brief, almost respectful incline of his head. “All right. Thanks for your cooperation. I’m heading out.”

He stepped past, cloak brushing the air behind him—
—but Sato’s voice grabbed him.

“H-Hey! Wait—how did you even find her?”

Tobias froze mid-stride. His cloak billowed around him, caught by a sudden gust.

He didn’t turn back.

“...”

Sato swallowed hard, mind racing. “The only way you could’ve found him is if you…”

Tobias’s voice cut through the air like steel. “Stop.”

He glanced over his shoulder, one eye visible beneath the shadow of his hood.

“You should stop yourself right there,” he warned, tone cold but measured. “Unless,” he added slowly, “there’s some knowledge you need to share with me.”

Sato looked down, jaw tightening before he forced himself to nod.

“…I do.”

Tobias exhaled slowly—he didn’t have time for detours, but information was information. And this kid had clearly stepped into something bigger. He turned fully to face Sato again, his expression unreadable.

“Another Officer reported finding you earlier,” Tobias began. “Bloodstained. Barely conscious. She said you collapsed the moment she approached you. When she confirmed you weren't in critical danger, she had you taken to the Pokémon Center. You must’ve woken up later, disoriented.”

His gaze narrowed. “Is that accurate so far?”

Sato swallowed, eyes flicking up to meet his.

And Tobias could see it—the flicker of realization, the click of pieces falling into place.

“You…” Sato murmured. “You’re the one in command, aren’t you?”

Tobias’s voice dropped, calm but iron-hard. “I’m asking the questions here.”

Sato flinched, then nodded again, more firmly. “Right. Yeah. I’m the one she reported.”

Shaking his head, Tobias took the kid to the side, “I’ll make it quick…”

Darkrai glided through the air like smoke given shape, weaving effortlessly between pockets of shadow. Every so often she dipped low, letting the darkness brush over her claws like cool water.

Somewhere close…

She could feel it—fear, pain, a mind knotted with nightmares.

Someone is drowning in their own terror… and its flavor is exquisite. A shiver curled through her being. Succulent to my soul…

She melted into the nearest wall, her body flattening into a silhouette that slid along brick and stone. People passed through the alley just inches away, never noticing the chill that whispered at their backs.

Then a sudden rush of wind swept overhead.

Darkrai’s head snapped up just in time to see Ash Ketchum streak through the sky, clinging tight to Latias as she banked sharply around a corner. The dragon’s feathers caught the sunlight, scattering red light across the rooftops.

Darkrai’s eye narrowed with interest.

A second shape cut through the sky moments later—Latios, smaller than Zephyr but still following the trail Latias left for him. He also had a passenger, but Darkrai had no inkling of who that was.

Still… This was fortune smiling on her. Two Eon Pokémon appear after she found the first one, and Ash in the middle of it all.

With everything that had been reported—the disturbances, Hunter K’s evil deeds—Darkrai’s pulse quickened.

This might be the break in the case.

She drifted along the shadowed wall, considering the possibilities. What are the odds they’re heading toward the same person we are?

A darker thought curled through her mind like smoke. They’re probably going after him because of what he did to that other Latias…  And if our goals will align then this wil-

A sudden gust of wind split the alley which ended that line of thought.

An invisible presence hovered before her, the air bending just slightly around it. Then, with a shimmer of refracted light, Zephyr fully materialized—smiling wide, wings flickering with excitement.

“Look, I can’t find hide nor hair of K,” he announced, breathless. “He must not have made it to the docks, Darky.”

He floated closer, eyes bright. “But if you’re thinking what I’m thinking—I can grab Tobias and meet you wherever those guys up there are headed. Because I’m willing to be—mmph!”

Darkrai pressed a single dark claw gently to his mouth, silencing him with ease.

“Yes,” she murmured, eyes glinting faintly. “We had the same idea.”

Zephyr’s grin only widened behind her claw.

The sun blazed overhead as Latias and Latios soared above the city, their sleek forms cutting across the sky. They flew in perfect formation, eyes scanning the streets below for the slightest disturbance.

On Latios’s back, Bianca pressed her hat down against the harsh light and high turbulence. “You’d think I’d be used to this by now!” she yelled over the wind, gripping Latios’s sides a little tighter.

Ash leaned forward, eyes widening as something burst from the ground ahead. “There—Genesect!”

“Pi-ka!” Pikachu cried. Sparks flickered from his cheeks, crackling with instinctive tension.

Latias shook her head sharply, the motion nearly jostling Pikachu’s hold on her.

Do not shock me. I need to focus.

Pikachu flinched, ears drooping. “Pika… sorry,” he murmured, cheeks dimming.

Below, Hunter K glanced upward—only for his expression to crumble the moment he recognized them. Latias’s eyes narrowed, anger blazing like a flare. She tilted her body and shot forward with a sudden burst of speed, locking onto her target.

Latios matched her instantly, wings slicing through the air as he fell into position beside her. Their movements were mirrored, synchronized—two guardians acting as one.

Genesect fired up his boosters with a piercing whine, the force rippling through his metal frame. Hunter K crouched low against his back as they blasted toward the city’s outer edge. Pavement blurred beneath them until the buildings gave way to trees—then, with a violent burst of speed, Genesect tore into the forest. Branches snapped like brittle bones as he rocketed through the treeline.

Latias narrowed her gaze and pushed harder, determined not to lose him.

Ash held onto her tightly, “Latias, just be careful!”

“PIKA!” His companion squeaked.

Latias nodded, I’ve got this! Don’t worry!

But the moment she plunged into the dense forest canopy, everything became a dizzying blur. Branches whipped past her; shadows twisted in every direction. She stumbled in the air, disoriented.

Latios shot ahead, weaving through the trees with smooth, practiced agility. His smaller size—and the urgency driving him—let him slip through the chaos his Mama struggled with.

Bianca clung to his back, knuckles white as tree trunks flashed past them, each one narrowly avoided. “La—Latios!” she gasped, unsure whether to encourage him or beg him to slow down.

Hold on tight! Latios cried, mind-voice sharp with focus. I won’t lose him! Mama’s stuck back there—I have to keep going!

Latios spotted Genesect veer sharply to the right—and without hesitation, he matched the turn.
“LAAAA!” he roared, his cry echoing through the trees, a warning and a promise. He would be the one to end this chase. He had to be.

The forest suddenly thinned, opening into another clearing. But this one was different—cold, barren, and dominated by a dark cave mouth yawning like the cracked jaw of some ancient beast.

Latios’s pupils tightened. He knew this place. Every Pokémon in or around Altomare knew of it.

As he dipped lower, adjusting his position to shield Bianca, resolve hardened inside him. The cave was a death trap of winding tunnels and a large clearing before said tunnels. If a counterattack were to be launched, this would be the perfect time.

From deeper inside the tunnel, a sharp light flickered—then grew, swelling brighter and brighter until it flooded the stone walls with a violent glow.

Latios’ eyes went wide.

Bianca—wrap your arms around my neck and lean forward! NOW! Latios barked, voice edged with panic.

Bianca didn’t hesitate. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed herself flat against him, trusting him completely.

The blast erupted from the tunnel in the next instant.

Latios twisted hard, wings slicing the air as he dove aside. The beam skimmed beneath him, scorching across his underside. Heat seared him—white-hot, blinding. The feathers along his belly blistered, the pain ripping through him like a lightning strike.

His eyes screwed shut for a heartbeat, breath catching.

He just needed to hold on and end this madness. One way or another.

Latias soared high above the treetops, scanning desperately for any trace of her adopted son. But the forest below was a mess of shadows and tangled canopy—no movement, no color, nothing.

Ash… I can’t find them. I can’t see Latios anywhere! They’ve lost us!

Her voice trembled through their link, tight with rising panic.

Ash gritted his teeth, turning in his seat and forcing his eyes across the sprawling forest. “No,” he said, breath sharp.

Pikachu looked down as a spark appeared on the horizon, “Pi Pi Pi!” He pointed with his tail and Ash caught sight of it too.

“No they haven’t—look!”

A blinding flash erupted from deep within the cave below, bright enough to rival the midday sun. A roaring beam tore outward, slicing through the treeline as if it were paper. Trees splintered and exploded, debris flying as a massive column of smoke billowed into the sky.

Ash pointed, heart pounding. “There! That has to be them!”

Latias’s chest tightened—but now she had a direction. And she dove.

If they got caught in that attack… they might b—

Latias’s voice broke, fear choking the rest of the thought.

Ash leaned forward, firm but gentle. “No. Don’t go there.” He rubbed the back of her neck, grounding her. “If we start losing hope, then we’ve already lost. And we’re not doing that. Not today.”

Entering the cave, the two prepared themselves, “Latias, I’ve got an idea, but it might be risky.”

As Tobias stepped into the Pokémon Center hallway, Sato followed close behind. The young man looked better than he had in days—cleaner, steadier, though still carrying traces of exhaustion. They climbed the stairs together and entered Sato’s guest room.

It was a bit crowded. Abra sat curled on a cushion, and Benihime rested quietly on the bed opposite Sato’s. The moment Sato saw her able to finally relax, his shoulders eased, and expression softened.

Thank god…

Tobias exhaled slowly. His cloak draped at his sides as he turned toward Sato. “That story was… quite something. I’m sorry Hunter K put you through all of that. No one should have to withstand that kind of pain.”

He paused, glancing at Benihime’s peaceful, fragile state.

“You won’t face him again,” he added firmly. “We’ll take it from here. And as for Koro…” His eyes narrowed slightly. “I’ll be paying him a personal visit soon.”

Sato swallowed, gathering courage. He had told Tobias nearly everything—almost everything. “What… what’s going to happen to him?”

Tobias met his gaze with a level, unblinking stare. “He will answer for his crime—one that nearly cost a legend her life.”

Sato couldn’t shake the memories—not the chase, not the near death experience, not the moment he first saw Benihime kicked into the water before him. It had only been two days, but those hours meant more to him than any tournament victory or lifelong goal. Something about it felt… different. Special. Personal. Unforgettable.

“And what will you do now?” he asked quietly.

Tobias paused at the balcony door, hand resting on the frame. “As soon as my ride gets here,” he said, a faint edge in his voice, “I’m going to finish this. He’s already reached out to me.”

He glanced back at Sato, expression softening—just a little.

“Stay here with her. Rest. You’ve both earned that much.”

With that, he opened the door and stepped outside.

Ready? he asked, his tone shifting as if speaking to someone unseen.

Then, without warning, Tobias vaulted over the balcony railing.

Sato lurched to his feet, eyes wide. “T-Tobias?!”

For a terrifying heartbeat, there was nothing.

And then Tobias drifted upward, rising smoothly into view, as if the air itself held him aloft. He flashed Sato a confident smile and a brief wave—then streaked off across the sky in a burst of speed, cloak snapping behind him.

Sato stood frozen, breath caught in his chest.

“…W-what is he?…”

~End of Chapter~