BOOK 1: BEFORE WAR
PART 1: Legacies Begin, Legacies End, and History Repeats Itself

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FROM:DR. SILLINDRA, PSYCHOLOGIST
TO: PROFESSOR OAK
SUBJECT: NOTES ON LUCARIO/RATCHET
I have been living with a seventeen year old man and his Lucario for six months. I have been aggressively detailing everything that takes place concerning the two. The man is named Sean Ratchet, and was raised by Lucario. From what I have learned, the Lucario who follows him is the one who raised him. They seem to be bonded more than any Pokemon in the world. They can see out of each others eyes, feel each others pain. It is a crazy situation if there ever was one. I personally have no understanding of why this is.
Adding to the oddness of this case, Sean Ratchet appears to be doing things more and more out of Lucario, as if he is possessing the body. It's almost like Sean Ratchet's human body is just a vessel and he is now converting to a Lucario body, like he is becoming a Pokemon.
I have seen these two in battle, and it is a spectacle that everyone watching will never forget. Sean Ratchet did not have to tell Lucario what to do, Lucario battled as Sean Ratchet made subtle hand motions.
As time progresses, the days get odder and odder. The more the two become one. When I met them six months ago they were more independent. Their movements were different, they spoke differently, but now, they seem to be completely in synch.
More on these two in a week or two. Hopefully you can swing by before I send another update and check up on these two yourself.
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Professor Oak put a pen in his mouth and chewed on it for a moment, rolled it around his mouth. It was certainly an odd case. It would be a long drive and ship ride to get to Sinnoh. Then again, the scientific implications of discovering more on this subject would be tremendous. Think of the money he could make if more on human/Pokemon relationships were discovered! This was the perfect case. Despite the fact Pallet Town would be missing it's most valuable asset for a few days, they could survive without him. Gary would suffice in taking over his job. He hoped.
Oak wasn't too happy with Gary. He was a chauvinist, a narcissist, and many other large words he didn't wish to mention. The women flocked around him because he could battle decently. But Oak knew many people who could whoop him up and down. This Sean Ratchet with just one Pokemon could probably destroy Gary. Then again, if these notes were correct, and if he had read them correctly, he WAS that Lucario, that Pokemon.
Oak packed his bags and told his assistant to get Gary to take over for the next couple days. The assistant asked why he couldn't take over and Oak rubbed the stubble on his cheek. A good question. Oak just let the assistant deal with it in the interest of wanting to leave.
He took his car and headed toward the docks. The whole time he was playing over what could make a human become a Pokemon.

Giovanni had been the leader of Team Rocket. Now, he was nothing more than meat, standing in a stadium surrounded by the team. They stared at him, some sad, some pitying him. This was the arena in which he had attempted to train Mewtwo almost ten years before. Six months before it had been the place where he had disbanded Team Rocket, told them to go and do something decent with their lives, quit terrorizing people and stealing Pokemon. He wanted to go back to his mansion, sip at champagne with a lady. Live his life happily with Persian and a woman. Sit in a chair beside a pool, read the paper.
Instead, he was taken prisoner, Team Rocket was brought back together, and a new man took over. The Masked Man. Who he was nobody knew. He had killed Madame Boss, Giovanni's mother, right before his eyes, shot her right in the head. And now, he was handcuffed and being led toward a platform, stairs leading to a pole with a rope dangling from it. A lever stood beside that.
The hangman's noose hung there, ominously.
Persian walked beside Giovanni, head bent low.
Giovanni took the steps to the platform two at a time and walked toward The Masked Man. He spit at the mask, the spittle collecting right above the right eye of the white mask.
That was when Persian pounced, tackling The Masked Man to the platform and scratching at his mask.
There was a loud bang. Persian's head exploded, blood and brains spraying across Giovanni's face. His favorite pet was dead. His best friend.
Giovanni ran at The Masked Man and kicked the pistol from his hands. It flew off the platform and Giovanni stomped on his mask. It cracked. And half a face could be made out. A familiar face.
Four men in Team Rocket uniforms grabbed Giovanni and restrained him. He struggled but it was no use. He was taken under the hangman's noose, and the rope was brought around his neck and tightened.
The Masked Man stood, holding the half of his mask that fell off over his face. "Any last words?" He asked as he kicked the corpse of Persian off the platform.
"Fuck y..." The words were cut off as the lever was pulled and Giovanni fell through the trapdoor of the platform. The rope jumped a little when it was strung taut, with Team Rocket's former boss dangling, struggling at the end of it like a fish. His eyes bulged, his face turned blue.
Team Rocket watched on. Giovanni died, his windpipe crushed, unable to breath.

Sean awoke screaming. He had felt like his stomach was being eaten. His whole body had been in pain. Now nothing hurt. Lucario stood in the corner, and Sean saw through his eyes, saw that he was sweating terribly. Sean felt the pain of Lucario suddenly. He felt a pain in Lucario's belly, just like he had just had.
Sillindra ran into the room. "What's wrong?" She asked.
Lucario was cringing in pain, but looked at her and gave her the thumbs up.
"No,no,no." She grabbed him and held him up, brought him over to the bed. Sean rolled over as Lucario tried to stop from screaming. Sean felt his pain and was doing the same, holding back screams.
"What the hell is going on?" Sillindra asked.
Sean Ratchet lay in the bed, sweating profusely. Lucario lay beside him, pain in his eyes. They both felt it.
Sillindra thought that something was taking place, the union of the two was getting closer and closer, meaning the pain was getting worse and worse. Pulling a person from a body and depositing them in another was probably a very painful process. And Sean Ratchet was the first person to ever experience it, at least, the first on record.
"Professor Oak is going to show up today, he might be able to help out with the pain." Sillindra left the door open and ran to get an icepack. She knew the moment she took these two into her house that they would be a handful. But all of this was for science. She did not really know if she cared for the two, were they two or one?, but she still cared for them. She wanted to bear witness to Sean Ratchet disappearing from his body, and moving into a new body.