Disclaimer: Fan characters are mine unless noted otherwise; however the Pokémon franchise belongs to Nintendo, GAME FREAK. The characters in this fic are all fictional and in no way represent anyone or anything. This is written for my own pleasure and not to gain profit from.

Contents: violence and gore, sexual references, strong language, same-sex relationships, inter-species relationships, Alternate Universe, fan-made characters

Author's Quick Notes: This has been taken down and re-worked for the third time. This fanfic will feature gijinka (humans with Pokémon features), and they will be referred to as 'Semfera Pokémon.' They are located on a vast island, and can only be reached by sea transportation. This huge island is called 'Mystere Finil,' aka the Last Paradise. Hope you will enjoy this tale.

Chapter 1
Bolt and Blast

A Semfera Jolteon was staring at the horizon, where the cloudless blue sky met with the vibrant green landscape. His flashy and bright clothes made him stand out in the little humble village, where he and his partner had made a pit-stop. This Jolteon's name was Xanth, and he was known to be quite a womanizer in the local region. Speaking of which, Xanth looked over his shoulder, spotting two Semfera females eyeing him. They were both simple and plain-looking, but lovely young ladies nonetheless. He took the opportunity to satisfy their curiosity.

"You beauties available at the moment?" he asked, giving them a charming smile.

"What a handsome Jolteon," a shy Chansey murmured to her Clefairy friend.

"Wow! Are you, like, famous?" the Clefairy asked. The two females ogled at him while he continued to flash his smile. Suddenly, a gush of water came falling upon him, drenching him.

"Oh gosh! Are you, like, okay?" the Clefairy gasped, her hands clasped to her chest.

"Where did all that water come from?" the Chansey asked, hiding shyly behind her bubbly friend. Her question was readily answered when a tall, red Semfera Gyarados loomed over them. The females screamed and ran off while Xanth glared at the Gyarados, named Aezel.

"We came here to pick up some supplies, not to fool around with the locals," the Gyarados stated, a wry grin on his lips.

"I wasn't fooling around. I was trying to gather information about the so-called ghost that's haunting the forest nearby," Xanth said, wringing out his ears and shaking his head. "Drenching me was really unnecessary, you know."

"How else was I supposed to cool off that uncontrollable libido of yours?" Aezel smirked and walked past the Semfera Jolteon. Xanth growled as he followed the tall bastard before him.

"You stupid fish. I was trying to gather information," the Jolteon remarked. "I knew teaming up with you was a bad idea. Why did Runa have to put us together for this mission? I was doing fine with my current teammates."

"She couldn't trust you rookies to do this. Besides, if I weren't around, you'd probably whisk away some innocent female here and cause our headquarters real trouble," the Gyarados said nonchalantly.

Xanth huffed as they began walking down the dirt trail. His clothes were still damp, but the bright, hot sun was drying him off quickly. This day would've been perfect, if only he wasn't teamed up with this jerk of a Gyarados. In fact, Xanth was supposed to be on a mission with his teammates, Ishi and Terry. However, he was summoned to the Archmaster's quarters, where he met the Semfera Gardevoir named Runa. She had asked him to go on a special mission, and out of excitement, he said yes. But now, travelling with Aezel, he wished he'd declined the offer.

They soon approached the trees of the supposedly haunted forest. Xanth paused when he realized how dark it had gotten around the area. Aezel stopped, looking back at the Jolteon. "You scared, mutt?"

Xanth glared at him, a spark shooting out of his mouth as he grinded his teeth in minor annoyance. "No."

Aezel smiled and began to head into the dark woods. He said, "Better hurry, mutt. We don't have all day."

'Damn,' Xanth clenched his jaw. 'I was doing fine teamed up with Ishi and Terry. Why did I take up this mission?'

They followed a trail, going further into the vast forest. Nothing out of the ordinary happened and Xanth felt like he was just taking a leisurely stroll in the woods. The dark-skinned Jolteon suddenly halted in his tracks, his ears perking up as they caught a strangely pitched sound. Aezel hadn't heard it apparently, since he kept on trekking.

"Hey, hold up! I just heard something!" Xanth warned, but before Aezel could ask what, a net swept up the Gyarados. Xanth ran to Aezel as the red beast struggled in the net.

"Get me out of this!" Aezel growled. The Jolteon tried to find a way to cut his partner loose. From the stories he's heard about the atrocious Gyarados species, he feared Aezel would go into a rampage, if he didn't free the beast soon.

Xanth spotted the main rope that suspended the net and followed it with his silver eyes. He walked along the trail until he reached the base of the tree that held Aezel in the net. The rope was too thick and made of some kind of metal. Plus, some strange contraption was keeping the rope in place. Xanth wouldn't be able to cut it. He worriedly looked back at the giant, but to his surprise, Aezel was behaving himself quite nicely. The red Gyarados had ceased to struggle and heaved a heavy sigh.

"You find a way to get me down? I'm not fond of being cramped like this," Aezel called out.

"This rope is metal. I won't be able to cut it with my dagger," Xanth replied. He stared at the rope and machine, trying to see if there was any way he could operate it to release Aezel. He suddenly heard human voices and glanced back at the Gyarados.

Aezel heard the voices, too. He glanced back at the Jolteon and said, "Get out of here!"

"I can't just leave you!" Xanth was about to approach when Aezel snarled at him.

"There's no time! Do as I say and go!" Aezel snapped. The Jolteon stood still a second longer, then bolted into the foliage.

Aezel gazed back in the direction of the voices. He glared as three humans appeared from the bushes. They were a trio of two men and one woman. All three were wearing dark clothes with some odd symbol on the front of their tops. The woman's clothes were more revealing and tight about her curvy body. The first man, a thin twig of a man, had his outfit fitted to his frame. The second man was rounder than his two companions, and his clothes were tattered and untidy. Out of the three, only the woman looked like an actual hunter of sorts. Aezel then realized, these three were poachers.

"Hot damn, a Semfera Gyarados! This one should sell high at the auction!" exclaimed the twig man.

"My, yes. And look at his rare color. He'll fetch a pretty penny for us, that's for sure," the woman chuckled.

"We're gonna be rich! So rich!" the huskier man hollered.

"Oh man, I can just taste that bounty cash!" said the thin man.

"Hurry it up, you idiots!" the woman snapped. "Cut this infected beast down and let's hurry back to the boat!"

"Yes ma'am!" both males approached the Gyarados.

Aezel let out a deep, feral growl and they stopped, startled. His eyes began to glow as he summoned the energy for a hyperbeam attack. Both men stared wide-eyed at the Semfera and began to run for cover. Aezel unleashed his attack, the beam shooting out from his mouth and nicked the fat man. The rounded human fell, half his body in a bloody mess. The man was wriggling on the ground, trying to cry out in agony with half his face missing, blood gushing heavily out of his open throat. After a moment, the man stopped moving altogether.

Aezel slipped out of the net, falling to the floor head first. He was too woozy and fatigued to get up after that attack. His vision was blurring, but he managed to catch a glimpse of the female human approaching him. She knelt down and grabbed a fistful of red hair, yanking his head up so he was forced to look at her scowling face.

"You vicious brute! You just killed one of my best men! I'll make sure you suffer long and hard before we turn you in for cash!" she sneered. There was a sudden cry from the twig man and the woman jumped up, letting him go. A bright flash blinded her, followed by a loud thunder clap cracking through the woods. When she regained her sight, she saw her other comrade on the floor, smoke coming off his lifeless body. She backed away from the red Gyarados, scanning the trees and bushes while readying her crossbow.

Aezel began to feel his strength returning. He took a deep breath and slowly rose to his feet. The woman aimed her crossbow at him, ready to shoot. A bolt of lightning shot out at her weapon and she cried out as it burst out of her hand, spraying splinters and scraps of metal into her flesh. The left side of her face took the blunt of it and she shrieked. She turned and ran, holding her bleeding face in her hands. Aezel watched her escape, then looked over to the source of the lightning. Xanth revealed himself, looking slightly panicked.

"Are you alright?" the Jolteon asked in a shaky voice. Aezel nodded and looked around at the dead bodies. Xanth did the same and looked like he was going to be sick.

"Was this your first time killing one of them?" the Gyarados asked. The Jolteon gave a single nod. Aezel chuckled lightly. "Not bad."

Xanth blinked at the Gyarados as the tall beast began to walk down the trail. He hurried over to catch up. "Wait... Have you killed humans before?"

"Yeah," Aezel simply replied. The Jolteon was rather shocked to hear that. Aezel noticed and chuckled again, "It's not like I intentionally did it. I'm not some crazed rogue out to kill humans on sight. I had no other choice. If I have the option to just run away, I would take it."

"Right.. I mean, they were trying to capture you, so I guess..." Xanth's voice was shaky and he swallowed hard.

"Don't worry about it," Aezel said.

"Why did those three come here setting up traps?" Xanth asked, frowning.

"They were poachers. They come here illegally, capturing us to sell us. If they die here, there's nothing the humans outside the island will do about it. Oh, that reminds me. Here," Aezel stopped at his tracks and reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a tube-like contraption. He handed it to Xanth. "It's an emergency flare. In case we need backup."

"You didn't use this?" Xanth asked staring at the flare. He glanced up at the Gyarados with frown. "Wow, this really could've been helpful back there, you know."

"Hey, we got out of that situation, didn't we?" Aezel smirked and continued to walk.

Xanth shook his head and said, "It could've gone worse."

Aezel only shrugged with a chuckle. They reached their destination and they looked up at an old mansion. Xanth stared at the eerie old building and suddenly felt a sense of dread wash over him.

"This is the haunted mansion we're supposed to look into?" he asked, though he already knew the answer.

"What, you scared?" Aezel smirked. "Even after killing your first human, are you afraid of an old building?"

Xanth could feel the hairs at the back of his neck rise. "There's something wrong with this place..."

Aezel began to walk toward the front door, scoffing, "Nonsense." The Jolteon followed the Gyarados into the mansion.