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"Speaking"
'Thinking'
"Spells"
"Pokedex speaking/telepathy"
"Higher Power(Gods and Goddesses) Speaking"
Chapter One: In Which Things Get Fucked
Nameless Tavern
A cloaked figure opened the aged wooden door and stepped in catching the attention of the patrons as he looked around. It was easy to see why he called such attention being nearly seven feet tall with broad shoulders while the slight clanking sound made when he shifted poke of some kind of armor and a sword, a bow and a quiver of arrows slung over his shoulders. The sword garnered the attention of some greedy eyes as it was obviously well made and would be able to fetch a good amount of gold, although the bow on the other hand looked well worn and not worth a whole lot, although many marveled at it's size, eyes were quickly averted however when a soft growl emanated from the man's throat.
The man walked up to the bar and settled himself onto a stool that creaked slightly as it absorbed his weight, as he sat his cloak parted to show some sort of silvery scale armor that seemed to act as a sort of second skin causing many greedy eyes to alight "A flagon of ale and lightly roasted pork please." The man requested setting his sword upon the counter to keep an eye on it while he leaned the bow and quiver against the bar.
"Aye, i'll be five coppers," The dwarven bartender, a short and stocky man with rust colored hair and beard, confirmed "Bu' I don' serve cloaks buddy."
The man paused for a second as the patrons tried to, and failed horribly, subtly watch as the man threw back his hood revealing a handsome human-like face with militaristic brown hair and ice blue eyes that seemed to glow slightly as well as slightly pointed ears that spoke of elven parentage. The man raised an eyebrow to the bartender who nodded and pulled out a flagon of ale and handed it to the man whole a waitress brought out his food "Thank you." The man said softly as he drank deeply from the flagon and took a large bite of his meat.
"Don' get many many 'ravel'ers out this way," The bartender commented idly as he cleaned a flagon "Wha' brings you out to our nameless hamle' 'ravel'er."
"A friend asked me to investigate the disappearance of his son," The man said "Last he heard, his son was out this way, maybe you've seen him, 'bout five-five with sandy blond hair and green eyes, often goes by Aramil, he's a bit fey looking."
The bartender eyed the man sitting at his bar as he scratched at his beard "I idly recall seeing someone by 'ha' description recen'ly, but I migh' need a li'le... help in recalling him." He replied with an emphasis on help.
The man sighed and reached into his purse and pulled out three silver pieces "Info first dwarf," The man said with a hard look in his eyes as the crowd eyed the silver in his hand "Then if it's good, you get the full amount, if not, one for something."
"I saw your boy, came in not 'wo days ago, real fey looking 'oo," The bartender answered his eyes never leaving the silver pieces "Asking 'bout the ruins north of here, had lef' las' nigh', migh' be able to ca'ch him if you hurry."
The man nodded slowly and dropped the coins into the awaiting hand "I'll be returning if the info proves to be false." He warned as he drained the last of his ale and polished off his pork and placed five coppers on the table "Thank you for the meal." The man stood gathering up his gear and turned to head out the door only to stop as a couple of patrons blocked his path "Is there something you need."
"Yeah, there is stranger," One of the men, a burly man with a few missing teeth, spoke "The toll for staying in our hamlet, I think we'll take your sword, or your armor, we're nice folk so we'll let you choose."
"Neither." The man chose as his blade's strap slid down his arm and into his hand as he drew it out. The light flickered of the silvery blade as it seemed to whisper while being drawn out of its leather sheath, it was a peculiar blade that started off from the point and widened at the center only to be thin at the hilt with a chunk of the blade missing in the center (Since I suck at describing blades find it here, www . edmwi . com/home/edm/page_1247_161) "Please move aside, I'd rather not be forced to maim, or possibly even kill you."
The men growled but resisted showing smirks as another man approached the stranger from behind raising a stool up to club him. Unfortunately for the one sneaking up on him, the stranger knew he was there and sighed before something silver shot out from underneath his cloak and smacked the man away. The silver blur stopped revealing a silvery dragon tail as the man dropped his cloak revealing a pair of leathery sliver wings.
"D-Dragonborn." The bartender whispered in fear as he cowered behind his bar "Oh god it's a Dragonborn." "No, I'm not one of my cousins, I am a Half-Dragon, a big difference." The Half-Dragon growled sharply not even facing the cowering dwarf "I suggest you all move out of the way, I am in a hurry."
"Ah fuck it, get him!" The leader ordered as the group of ten surged forward grabbing anything they could use as a weapon. The Half-Dragon sighed as he leaned out of the way of a stool leg his blade flicking out tearing a howl of pain from the wielder as it cut through the muscles in his arm rendering it useless as blood sprayed out.
The stranger cut through the men charging him with a fey-like grace that vastly belied by his size and width of his muscles. As the last man fell the stranger let out one final sigh as with one flick the blood on his blade flew off with ease. He reached to his belt and pulled out some silvers and threw it to the barkeeper "For the mess." He declared before leaving not even flinching as a gust of northern mountain wind hit him full in the face.
Later that day, deep in the mountains
The man sighed as his booted feet crunched through the snow looking around with semi-nostalgic eyes as he remembered the past.
Flashback (Please note that the conversations will be in elven with translations)
"Kriv, Kriv amirama ilma aey(Where are you)?" A light feminine voice call out in elven as a young child with a silvery tail and small leathery wings sat outside underneath a large and ancient tree "Ean'la anesa oem wellam(It's Time for dinner)!"
"Nyeselv Seaniram(Coming Mother)!" The boy called out as he leapt to his feet and ran up to a small and simple dwelling that sat on top of a small hill. As he entered the dwelling he was greeted by a beautiful looking woman that had the pointed ears and lithe beauty that was commonplace amongst elves. She had green eyes that sparkled brilliantly with compassion and kindness while he soft golden hair seemed to be spun of pure gold
"Ve amillair yty(Go wash up)," The woman said with a slight smile "Aey ilma tyelaeaneelaca oecanira(You are positively filthy)."
Kriv smiled sheepishly as he followed his mother's order and washed his arms and face "E amilla tycilaelv ameanir anira eleccilva nyirecwmal anewila, illw alwaw yty oilccelv el anira syw(I was playing with the village children today and ended up falling in the mud)." He explained happily as he sat down at the table as his mother served up a stew full of beef while she had one that was made with vegetables "Seaniram... amiral amecc Oilaniram maanyml (Mother... when will Father return)?"
Kriv's mother smiled softly at the young boy as he ate his meal "Anesemmeam, tymeelewaw anirilan anira meilwla ilma oilem(Tomorrow, provided the roads are fair)," She answered patiently "Ill'eeyla ane laanilman aeym silveny calalaella(Anxious to start your magic lessons)?"
Kriv smiled widely and nodded enthusiastically "Aailir, ean'la veelv ane fa ilamalaesa(Yeah, it's going to be awesome)!" He informed happily making his mother giggle "Anireyvir aeym calalaella ilma ilamalaesa anee Seaniram(Though your lessons are awesome too Mother)!" She laughed happily at her son's honest face and his willingness to please her.
End Flashback
Kriv sighed as he pulled himself out of the pleasant memories and focused on the tracks of Aramil he was following that lead up to a cluster of ruined buildings that had a similarity to an ancient temple. Entering the main ruin he looked around cautiously as he held his bow at the ready with an arrow notched. The bow was of elven make with leaf patterns along it and was made out of an ancient tree branch by his mother who used to be a well renown Ranger.
Taking a careful sniff he he picked up the faint sent of Aramil along with a slightly familiar scent 'This scent... a Dragon is here?' He thought his eyes going wide in realization before narrowing as he crept forward making no noise as he approached the main chamber of the ruined temple only to see two humanoids standing in the center 'Avandra protect me.' He thought in prayer to his patron goddess as he felt the magic being poured into the room 'What are they doing.'
Deciding he was close enough he inspected the person who was with Aramil, and it shocked it 'Father?' He questioned mentally, for indeed the man certainly looked like the humanoid form that his father favored, it was of elven base with dark brown hair and the same kind of ice blue eyes if his son, although he looked more lithe and less stockier than his son 'But what are they doing?'
"Aramil, it seems you were right, your father did indeed hire someone to come looking for you," The man who looked like his father announced in a cold voice "Come out boy."
Kriv stepped out of the shadows with a steely gaze as his bow was leveled upon the unknown man "Kriv?" Aramil asked in surprise as his eyes widened.
"What, you think that your father would trust your safety to some two-bit mercenary scum?" Kriv asked skeptically before turning to the stranger "Who are you, and why do you take the form of my father."
The man chuckled "Ah so you are the legendary Kriv Dragonchild Aramil here told me so much about," He said "The way he explains it you are a matchless warrior without equal who saved his life when his band of adventurers ran afoul with a pack of Werewolves."
"I just happened to be in the right place at the right time," Kriv answered cautiously "And you didn't answer my question... Dragon."
"Ah how rude of me," The man said with a slight trace of mocking nonplussed at Kriv's revelation as Aramil stared at the man in shock backing away slightly "You may call me Trine, and as you guessed I am a Dragon, but do you know what kind?"
"You're not White, they're to damned stupid to know how to shapeshift, Blue is also out as we're to far from the sea," Kriv stated as he listed off the colors "Black and Green prefer the swamps and forests respectively, so that leaves Red, isn't that right Trine?"
Trine let out a deep laugh of amusement making Kriv frown as Aramil edged away "How remarkable, the Half-Dragon Half-Elven Ranger has done his homework," He stated "And I also have done my homework too, you prefer to fight at range with using your mother's bow that you inherited after she died from protecting you from a group of bandits, that sword you carry, along with the arrows, are made from the fangs of your father, how is Balasar by the way, it's been ages since I have seen him last."
Kriv's eyes narrowed "Last I saw, he was fine, and alive," He answered slowly trying to buy time as Aramil edged away "But what's on my mind is what you are doing here."
Trine smirked arrogantly "Trying to buy time for your friend to get away, go ahead, you are no longer necessary now that I am here," He said in dismissal causing Aramil to scurry away getting behind Kriv "And to answer your question Dragonchild, I am trying to open a portal to a new dimension. And before you ask why I'll simply tell you, you see there are plenty of warriors like yourself who are cunning, strong, or intelligent enough to kill us, provided that they are teamed up with equally powerful warriors. But you, you became legendary amongst Dragonkind after killing an Adult White Dragon by yourself, a very impressive feat to be honest."
"Luck mostly," Kriv admitted as he aimed his bow at the center of Trine's chest "But do you want see just how lucky I am?"
Trine chuckled darkly as the magic gathering in the room reached its zenith "To late Dragonchild, I was stalling you, the portal is now open, a new world to conquer awaits me!" He shouted as a shimmering circle of light appeared behind him "You cannot stop m-"
"Niiehu lii Unsti eraty Stychty eraty mydrhuirakdrniira lian ziiebayra dry myliundri lian wyi(Hear me Ice and Cold and strengthen my weapon to smite my foe)[1]!" Kriv chanted as a icy aura surrounded his arrow right before he loosed it striking Trine in the shoulder.
"What? You can use magic?" Trine questioned in pain as his shoulder began to freeze over before he growled and spat a bit of flame onto it melting the ice "Tricky, tricky Dragonchild, but not enough."
Trine turned and leapt through the portal getting a curse from Kriv "Go to your father, tell him what happened," He ordered before leaping off after Trine "Avandra protect me!"
Pokegirl Universe, unknown Location
Several beautiful women were seen gathered around a reflective mirror-like round table shuddered as they felt a power magic surge somewhere in their world "Someone has opened a dimensional portal," One of them commented "Is it one of Vale's?"
"No," Another denied "It is from the other dimension, someone is trying to cross over to here."
"What do we do?" One asked "We should stop it now."
"You would not be able to." A powerful feminine voice stated echoing everywhere shocking the gathered women.
"Who is there, show yourself!" One the woman demanded harshly.
"I will not for I am from the dimension that the travelers are coming from, one is a creature bent on domination of all living things," The being warned "But the second traveler is one of mine who embraces the Freedom of all living things, he is after the first and they will fight, and YOU SHALL NOT INTERFERE. You consider yourselves the Goddesses of your world, but you have yet to meet the true Gods and Goddesses who merely watch in amusement. Do not interfere or you shall witness the powers of a true Goddess enraged."
The woman each shared worried looks as the presence and the magic faded from their awareness "W-what was that?" One asked "I have never felt such a presence before, it could have matched that of Typhonna."
"Not matched, surpassed," One of them stated her soft voice wavering "By Sukebe, we need to observe there new arrivals at the very least, maybe even influence them."
"Didn't you hear that voice?" Another snapped "We could risk everything trying to influence the servant of that Goddess."
"We will observe them," One of them stated authoritatively "We will do that, and only that until we can determine what will happen if one or the other wins in their fight." The woman nodded in agreement before they all disappeared one after the other until it was the authoritative one that remained. Once she was alone her face fell into her hands "I just hope we don't have to face that Goddess directly." She whispered reflecting on the warning and the statement of the True Gods of this Dimension just watching before shuddering 'If they found Typhonna amusing I would hate to see them angry.' She thought before disappearing herself.
Dragon Reserve Everest, North Quadrant
A single human male sat on a tree branch with a pair of binoculars and a notepad as he observed a pack of Dragon-type pokegirls at a distance, more specifically he was observing the parenting practices of the Dragoness as it was teaching a Draco pokekit how to manipulate objects using their hands when a loud booming sound echoed through out the Reserve not only startling the pack but the man studying them causing him to fall only to be caught by an extremely beautiful looking girl who looked to be in her late teens with light brown hair and brown eyes with a lithe build, yet she had managed to catch a full grown man with ease, she was wearing a tight, white spaghetti strap shirt with a black miniskirt "Professor, are you alright?" The girl questioned in worry.
"I'm just fine Sara," The professor assured his assistant/pokegirl, a Dracass that he had nursed back to health after a brutal battle to protect the reserve from a Dronza "But can you tell where the explosion came from?"
Sara smirked wryly "Perhaps we should move in the opposite direction of fleeing pokegirls." She suggested in amusement at her partner's, while undoubtedly brilliant, idiocy. Standing up he grinned at Sara as they headed to the sight of the explosion, upon arrival they could only gasp in amazement as they saw how the nearby trees were bent and seemed to be partially frozen.
In the center of the crater however caught the most of their attention, a male humanoid figure was in the center of it, but he didn't look completely human, while he body was mostly human, having arms legs, torso and head, but he had a pair of silver dragon-like wings and a silver draconic tail "What in the, could he have a pokeboy gene?" The professor wondered in curiosity "He looks pretty banged up, let's get him to the lab and fix up Sara."
The Dracass nodded in agreement and picked up the stranger grunting in surprise at his weight while the Professor gathered up the gear that was scattered around the crater. 'Odd choice of weapons, not many use them these days.' He noted as he followed his partner back to the lab he ran.
Dragon Studies Lab
Kriv groaned slightly as he returned to consciousness 'Fuck, what happened?' He wondered as he slowly opened his eyes to see himself in an unfamiliar environment.
"Oh." A feminine voice gasped as he started moving around and opened his eyes "Please, lay still sir, you were pretty banged up when we found you, Professor! Professor he's awake!"
Kriv's eyes fully opened and laid his eyes upon an extremely attractive young woman who was wearing revealing clothing "W-where am I?" He questioned his voice slightly raspy.
The woman smiled reassuringly "You are in a Lab in the Everest Reserves, can you tell me you name?" She asked soothingly.
"Kriv, Kriv Dragonchild, who are you?" He answered taking careful stock of the girl who at first seemed lithe and a noncombatant, but had subtle muscles underneath her flawless skin and an aura that spoke of experience in combat.
"My name is Sara," She answered with a sparkle in her eyes "And I must say Dragonchild is quite the fitting name Kriv."
Kriv eyed Sara for a minute gauging her for any sign of her honesty, it definitely wouldn't have been the first time someone wanted to injure him for being different, all races had those who believed they were the pinnacle of perfection and wanted to remove all not of their race from the planet. Seeing no dishonesty whatsoever in her eyes he relaxed a fraction earning a beaming smile from Sara "Thank you," He said softly "I know this may sound weird, but 6I don't think I am from this dimension."
"You're right, it does sound weird, but completely believable when I took a look at your DNA," A new, masculine, voice inputted, looking over to the doorway to see a man wearing a white coat with black hair and dark brown eyes "Hello there, I am Professor Tokage Ryukihei, I study the behaviors of Dragon Type Pokegirls."
"Pokegirls?" Kriv asked his face screwed up in confusion.
Tokage smiled understandingly "It'll take a while to explain, so how about I check you over while I explain it." He offered "Are you able to sit up?"
Kriv nodded and pushed himself into a sitting position stretching his wings as he sat up "Where is my gear?" He asked not seeing it in the room he was in "And my clothes for that matter?" He added noticing he was only wearing a pair of shorts that had a hole for his tail.
"In another room, not to worry, no one has messed with it." Tokage assured as he began poking and prodding inspecting every inch of the Half-Dragon "Anyways, Pokegirls to put it simply are, well in a way similar to you, most seem human, or close to human on the outside but radically different on the inside, figuratively speaking anyways. Pokegirls were created by a mage/scientist by the name Sukebe, the man was perverted as he was mad, but he was a genius no doubt about that, he had created Pokegirls to be servants, lovers and soldiers. Over 300 years ago he had went to war with humanity not only unleashing the Pokegirls against us, but unleashing what was called the Bloody Flu that rendered the majority of 'normal', or non-pokegirls, sterile, it still affects us today. During the war we had discovered that we could turn to our side by taming them."
"Essentially hot and heavy sex." Sara inputted smirking at Kriv's raised eyebrow and slight blush "And before you ask, yes, I'm a Pokegirl, a Dracass to be exact."
Tokage laughed at Kriv's confused expression "I'll give you a reference book as well as some of my notes," He said "It would be interesting to see what the perspective of one such as you would have on my theories on the Dragon Type Pokegirls." He poked the spot where Kriv's tail attached to his spine earning a slight twitch in response "Hm no sexual excitement zones in tail base."
"What?" Kriv asked looking back at the Professor who shrugged unrepentantly.
"What can I say, you are a completely new species and we are a sexually centered culture." He replied snickering "Anyways the war had went on for a while and we had eventually found Sukebe's main lab and destroyed it presumably killed Sukebe. After that we've had a couple of wars with certain Pokegirls known as the Legendaries, they were the pinnacle of Sukebe's creations and the most powerful, thankfully most of them leave us alone, those that didn't have been defeated thankfully."
Kriv nodded in understanding "So what exactly is the relationship between Humans and Pokegirls?" He asked curiously as Tokage inspected his wings.
"Well, I suppose in the simplest terms, on a whole it is a partnership, although there are those who treat pokegirls as slaves," Tokage said with a grimace "Although the number has vastly decreased since more laws have come out supporting pokegirl right, unfortunately they cannot prevent all of the tamers from mistreated pokegirls."
Kriv nodded in understanding "So I take it being a Tamer is the most popular occupation then?" He queried.
"Mostly, but there are different branches of Tamers, those who join Guilds Like the famous Hunters Guild who strive to ensure the safety of towns and cities from dangerous pokegirls," Sara explained as Tokage was absorbed in inspecting the scales on Kriv's tail "Some challenge the 'gyms' in each town trying to earn the right to challenge the Elite Four and the Champion, although it takes a very special tamer to become a Champion."
"How about bounty hunting?" Kriv asked curiously "I did a lot of it back home to help put food on my table..."
"It's possible to make living bounty hunting, there are dangerous pokegirls that have bounties put up for killing, capturing and sighting them," Sara answered "Then there are also criminals who have bounties on them as well, I find it deplorable that some pokegirls actually find it enjoyable to be a criminal."
"Unfortunately pokegirls are fairly susceptible to a Tamer's influence over a long period of time if they are not helped," Tokage sighed as he stood up "But that's what taming cycles are for. I'm done now by the way, this info could really help out my studies."
"Is it possible for me to become a Tamer?" Kriv asked as he dropped off the bed he was sitting on and accepted the shirt held out by Sara. Inspecting it he noticed that it was a backless shirt that would accommodate his wings.
"You're not the first person to have sprouted wings," Tokage answered with a slight smirk "And yes, it is very possible for you to become a Tamer, all you have to do is take a mandatory written test that proves your capability to tame and train pokegirls, only a moron could fail really. C'mon I'll give you some reference material you can study and let me know when your ready, after all as a Professor I am authorized to issue out Tamer's licenses."
Kriv nodded "Is there anything I can do to repay your kindness?" He asked hopefully "After all you not only helped me recover, but your helping me adapt to this new world."
"Well when you receive your Tamer's License you could help out around the Reserve I suppose," Tokage mused "But this data I got from you could also go a long way with helping my research, tell ya what, get your license and we'll talk about it."
Kriv sighed but nodded anyways with a small smile as they showed him into a room with his gear telling him he could use this room for the time being.
Two Months later
Kriv sighed as he flopped into a chair in the lab's kitchen, considering that at the moment there were only three people living there consistently Tokage never saw the need to put in a cafeteria like some of the other Laboratories had "It's been two months, TWO MONTHS since I've taken the dammed test and I have yet to hear back!" Kriv shouted in irritation as Sara placed a plate of food in front of him getting a smile of thanks. Kriv was currently wearing a backless forest green shirt with black pants that had a hole to accommodate his tail "Does it normally take this long?"
"For the thousandth time yes," Tokage answered patiently as he read a newspaper that was delivered daily by a Pidgeota from a town about ten miles away "Because of our remote location it takes awhile for the delivery to reach the local station and then delivered here."
"I know, I know," Kriv said with a sigh as Sara joined them "It's just boring siting around here dong nothing." Well doing nothing wasn't exactly the right word, Kriv had made himself useful around the lab by doing things like some household chores or even helping Tokage go over his research note on the Dragon types and adding his own knowledge of true dragon physiology and psychology of both the metallic and chromatic races and any similarities between them and the pokegirls.
Tokage snorted in amusement knowing that Kriv's true reason was to be able to head out into the reserve to study the Feral Pokegirls himself "The results, and your pokedex should be in within the next week."
Kriv's reply was cut off as an alarm went off through the lab "Shit!" Tokage shouted as he leapt up and inspected the console "Fucking bullshit in a shit basket! We got a Dronza and a feral Medra in the area! Both in separate sectors."
Sara growled at the news of a Dronza "Where is that bitch?" She asked as she prepared herself for a fight with her hated enemies.
"North north west, the Medra is in the opposite direction." Tokage reported with worry.
Kriv leaned in "Go with Sara and deal with the Dronza," He whispered "She won't be able to focus anyways, I'll hold off the Medra until backups can get here."
Tokage bit his lip as he looked at the Half-Dragon in concern before nodded "Here take these Ultra Balls at least," Tokage requested handing Kriv his own belt with five ultra balls fitted on it before smirking wryly "It's eight million if you manage to catch a Medra."
Kriv returned the smirk before dashing off to his room, entering he made a quick look up on the Medra's element on his personal laptop that Tokage had given him to study out of after teaching him how to use it. He quickly shedded his shirt and pulled on his dragonscale armor that was made out of his father's scales and presented to him at his twenty-fifth birthday and grabbed his quiver and placing it and his short sword in the small on his back out of the way of his wings allowing him to make use of it.
Exiting the lab he ran forward picking up speed before leaping off the cliff the lab was next to that overlooked the Reserve and gave a powerful flap of his wings halting his fall and gained altitude. His sharp eyes quickly spotted the area the Medra was fighting in due to the fleeing smaller pokegirls that were being protected by the bigger ones. Notching an arrow he began to chant "Niiehu lii Unsti eraty Stychty eraty mydrhuirakdrniira lian ziiebayra dry myliundri lian wyi(Hear me Ice and Cold and strengthen my weapon to smite my foe)." Causing his arrows to begin to glow with an ice blue aura. He knew that due to the Steel typing of the Medra that his ice magic wouldn't be as effective on her as it was with other Dragon types, but it was still better than none enchanted weapons. Looking down he spotted his target.
The Medra, like most pokegirls, was beautiful with dark blonde hair and red eyes and a pair of d-cup breasts, while she was not wearing any clothes her entire body was covered by a metallic substance that seem organic in nature and was currently wielding a mechanical tail with deadly efficiency as the spike extended spearing an unfortunate Draco that was foolish enough to try and fight her. Kriv sighed and pulled back the arrow he currently had notched and let it fly with unwavering aim hitting the Medra in the shoulder getting a cry of pain as it managed to pierce her armor a bit causing a bit of freezing to occur on the joint.
Looking up the Medra spotted Kriv circling above her firing another arrow, growling she crossed her arms in front of herself and took on a more shinier hue as the arrow bounced off of her skin.
'Iron Defense,' Kriv noted as he dived out of the way of a jet of blue fire 'I can't rely on my weapons for this, I'm going to have to use my magic.' He looped hos bow on his belt and clasped his hands together as he continued to dodged the enraged Medra's attacks "Niiehu lii mybaunhuundrmy yw Unsti eraty Stychty wystonmy anyonhu zihuedrni eraty myliundri drniunmy wyi(Hear me spirits of Ice and Cold focus your wrath and smite this foe)" He chanted before extending his hands gathering magic in the form of a group of icicles and launched them at the Medra causing her to leap out of the way her tail swatting the ones that got close.
The pair continued to exchange attacks for the better part of an hour the both of them growing exhausted with Kriv being forced to land his wings tired and unused to using such maneuvers. Kriv held his short sword tightly as he blocked the Medra's tail before using his own tail to swipe her feet from under her and swung his sword slashing a cut across her nose that she retaliated with a swipe of her glowing claws striking Kriv across his right eyes barely missing the actually eye leaving a trio of cuts from his forehead down to his jaw. A low growl emanated from his throat as he tackled the girl claws sprouting from his fingers as he swung them at her only for her to block them and headbutt him on the nose causing dazing him as she threw him off. "Fuck this!" He shouted as he recovered and saw he charging him, taking a deep breath he exhaled spewing out a massive burst of freezing cold air that froze everything in front of him and pushed the Medra violently back as the cold burst of wind hit her and left some frost bite on her extremities.
Kriv watched as she hit the trunk of a tree and slid down not moving although the rise and fall of her chest said she was still alive as her metallic skin retracted revealing her light tanned skin flawed only by the injuries he inflicted upon her during their fight. Grasping at his belt he marveled at how the balls Tokage gave him had not been damaged in the fight and expanded it before tossing it at the Medra engulfing her in a white light before it was absorb into the ball and falling to the ground shaking a bit before a tone sounded indicating that she was captured.
"Thank god," He groaned as he picked up the ball "I just hope I can make it back to the lab."
He began walking back into the direction of the lab his wings drooping and tail dragging showing his exhaustion as the Pokegirls who watched the fight stepped aside in a show of respect, either that or fear, not that Kriv really cared at the moment, it made getting back easier without worry of being attacked. "Hey there you alright Kriv?" Tokage's voice called out from above.
Looking up he gave a sigh of relief at the sight of his friend riding a Dragoness that helped out around the Reserve in return for Tamings "What do you think asshole, I'm cut up in places I never knew I had!"
Tokage laughed as the Dragoness landed and let him off as Kriv sagged to the ground "What happened to the Medra?" He asked looking around.
"Captured her," Kriv informed "Now, if you don't mind I would like some medical attention as even with my enhanced healing I still need help."
Tokage laughed as the Dragoness walked over and gingerly picked him up in her arms as Tokage got on her back piggy back style "Don't worry Kriv, we'll get you fixed up." Tokage assured only to chuckle as he saw that Kriv was out cold.
Three days later
Kriv groaned as he slowly came out of unconsciousness "Huh, thought I was done with this room." He groaned seeing that he was in the Lab's infirmary,
A chuckle from beside him notified him to Sara's presence in the room "That's why I'm glad I'm a pokegirl," She informed as she came into his vision range "One round in a healing cycle and I'm as good as new, even after that fight with that bitch."
Kriv chuckled ruefully "I'm just glad all I need is a few day's rest before I'm as good as new," He agreed sitting up letting his wings stretch "Man she hit hard, how bad are my scars?"
Sara winced slightly "Thankfully the wound on your face didn't injure your eye, although the scar will remain," She informed "Your other injuries were surprisingly not that dangerous, aside from the blood loss."
Kriv nodded in understanding lightly touching the three scars on his face and looked at himself in the mirror "Well, some girls like scars right?" He said wryly getting a laugh from the Dracass "Alright, you seem to be good, just rest for the day and tomorrow you can tame your first pokegirl, oh by the way this came last night."
Reaching over she grabbed a package off the cabinet and handed it to Kriv and smiled as she watched him open it reminding her of a child at Christmas "Finally!" He shouted in glee as he pulled out a pokedex and powered it up. It opened up to the profile page on him and his eyebrow rose at the sight of his money and Harem "So they're giving me the Medra and the reward?"
Sara nodded grinning "Just be ready for a long Taming session tomorrow, Medra's are notorious for their Feral Tamings." She warned before leaving as Kriv looked through the Pokedex.
Next Evening, Kriv's room
***Lemon's Ahead!***
Kriv contemplated the pokeball in front of him "Might as well get it over with." He muttered, while he was by no means a virgin, this was still his first time with someone who could keep up with him in terms of stamina, even the Half-Orc he had bedded on a dare wasn't able to keep up with him. Pressing the button the ball opened as a burst of light shone forth solidifying into the form of his newly captured Medra.
The Medra stood dazed for a minute before blinking and focusing on Kriv who smiled encouragingly and gestured to come forward. The Medra approached him hesitantly jerking in surprised when he pulled her close to him kissing her deeply. Tokage warned him that he needed to be slightly aggressive in his taming of feral pokegirls.
After a couple of seconds the Medra relaxed into his hold and began returning the kiss her need coming clear across from the kiss as her hands began roaming his body while his lowered down to her bare ass and squeezed earning a squeak of surprise from the Medra before she began moaning needily into the kiss as their tongues wrapped around each other.
"Me...Dra!" The Medra cried as Kriv began kissing his way down her neck causing her to shiver and her tail to twitch erratically.
He grinned as he nipped lightly at her neck getting a throaty moan and another shudder through her body. He pushed her gently onto the bed shifting his hands from her ass up to her ample chest and began to knead them earning eager moans from the female underneath him. Her slender hands finally made their way down to his pants and dove under his waistband and grasped his rapidly hardening cock moaning in appreciation at its large size, it was either that or the fact that Kriv had started vigorously tonging her breasts possibly even both.
In a surprising display of speed she flipped them so that she was straddling him and started enthusiastically tearing off his clothing as he gave a mental apology to Sara who picked them out for him during one of her trips into town. By the time she had gotten his pants off he was fully hard with a tent showing in his boxers. Ripping the clothe off Kriv's body she stared hungrily at his fully erect ten-inch cock that was easily an inch wide. Without wasting time she engulfed his member with her mouth and coiled her tongue around his cock and began to rapidly bob her head up and down as she fondled his balls trying to milk him of his seed.
Kriv grunted as he held on as long as he could "Man that feels good." He groaned out entwining his fingers with her surprisingly soft hair urging her to take him deeper into her mouth, something that she eagerly complied with, almost savagely swallowing him "Dammit, I'm cumming." He grunted unleashing a wave of sperm into her awaiting mouth.
The Medra moaned happily as she eagerly swallowed the cum being spewed out by the Half-Dragon. As she pulled away her attention was caught when Kriv let out a soft growl and was tackled onto her back as he began to savagely kiss her growling all the while as his eyes seemed to glow a little brighter.
Kriv could feel his draconic side becoming more and more dominate demanding him to claim this potential mate immediately, something he was quite eager to get behind as he quickly line himself up with her sopping wet pussy and thrusted in without hesitation moaning in synch with the Medra appreciating her warmth and tightness while she appreciated being filled to the brim with a hard cock. He immediately set into a hard pace drilling into relentlessly as he kissed at her skin lavishing it with his tongue.
The Medra continually chanted the name of her species over and over again as he eyes began to roll into the back of her head as a dopey grin split across her face "You are mine now," Kriv growled softly into her ear as he tongue where her neck met her shoulder "Now and forever." With that he bit into her shoulder just as he orgasmed causing her to spasm into her own orgasm at the mix feeling of his seed spilling into her and a foreign presence link her and her new tamer together in a bond.
Kriv collapsed on top of the Medra "So, do you have a name by any chance?" He asked curiously.
The Medra shook her head negatively "Dra.. Me!" She pouted a bit at being in Taming Shock, something that Kriv found undeniably cute making him laugh and kiss her soundly.
"You name is Serina," He informed after they broke apart "It was my Mother's name, you remind me of her strength."
Serina smiled brilliantly up at her new tamer and kissed him vigorously and she flipped them around and impaled herself onto his cock "Medra." She purred with a seductive voice getting a lustful grin from Kriv as he pushed up pulling a moan from her throat.
"We are not gong to sleep until the morning my dear," He informed "I'm going to fuck you senseless."
The sequel from Serina informed him that it was a very appreciated idea as she began to bounce on him enthusiastically.
***End Lemon***
CHAPTER END
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Pokedex Entries (By order of appearance)
DRACO, The Dragon Knight Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Dragon
Frequency: Rare
Diet: human foods
Role: close quarter ground fighter
Libido: Average, can become High once Tamer earns respect
Strong Vs: Dragon, Electric, Fire, Plant, Water
Weak Vs: Ice
Attacks: Slash, Cut, Scratch
Enhancements: Tough skin, Enhanced endurance (x4) and Enhanced Strength (x3)
Evolves: Dracona (triggered by multiple orgasms or battle high only if the Draco respects Tamer), Medra (must be going feral + wearing a Steel Jacket when traded), Ahzi Dahaka (Diamond Stone)
Evolves From: Mynx (Dragon Scale)
Dracos are hand-to-hand fighters. With their enhanced strength, endurance and toughness they are considered some of the best for their power level. During the war they were usually assigned to units lead by Alaka-whams and used to protect them and other ranged attack girls from counter attacks by enemy ground troops, the also played a role in city combat, efficiently clearing buildings of any opposition.
Due to their well deserved reputations , these proud and noble Pokégirls tend to quite picky about their tamers, expecting them to be either physically powerful themselves, or posses a powerful Harem. If they feel neither is present, they will shun the Tamer, preferring to go Feral than to submit to him. This being said, they tend to be considered a troublesome breed and unsatisfied Dracos are either traded or released once its obvious that she won't respect the Tamer. On the other hand a Tamer who has suitably impressed a Draco will quickly find that she an extremely loyal dedicated (not to mention affectionate) member of his Harem. Due to this rather difficult personality, many Tamer prefer to evolve their Dracos up from Mynxs should they ever get a hold of a Dragon Scale.
Appearing very human like, Dracos an usually be identified by the presence of scale-like skin (which is detectable only by close inspection) which contains a slight tinting of color, a pair of small bumps at the shoulder blades (which tends to have colorations similar to their hair and claws), a head of courser-than-human hair, slightly pointed ears, thick scratching claws for nails which appear black or ivory in color and a foot long reptilian tail that sprouts from the base of their spine. One point of interest is the color ranges their hair, eyes, and skin takes. Usually covering a metallic scale of color, a darker set of colors or even some gem like colors, their skin, hair and eyes can all be different (if generally from the same range, but a mixture is not uncommon). They range in height from about 5ft to 5'10" and their eyes run in the same range of color as their hair, though they are often different then the hair.
When tame, Dracos are highly intelligent Pokégirls and are sometimes drawn to hobbies or pastimes that allow them to work that intelligence. What surprising is that intelligence remains for the most part when feral as well. They may not retain the ability of speech, but the amount of planning and forethought that has been seen in feral Dracos goes to show that they are more than just cunning and instinctive creatures. Many have been seen using more than rudimentary tools for the purpose of making shelters, catching prey for food, and even employing traps to capture speedier prey.
Thresholding in a Draco is very rare occurrence, but, should one get hold of a newly thresholded Draco, many Tamers find that they usually can forgo the challenge of impressing the girl, and adopt them quickly into their harems. Though there is the warning of waiting for a couple of weeks to allow her scales to harden properly before placing her into combat.
DRAGONESS, the Dragon Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Dragon/Flying
Frequency: Extremely Rare
Diet: human-like diet
Role: Air superiority, Ground Reinforcement, Field Commander
Libido: Very High
Strong Vs: Bug, Dragon, Fighting, Fire, Ground, Plant, Water
Weak Vs: Ice, Rock
Attacks: Fly, Seismic Toss, Mirror Move, Sky Attack, Gust, Whirlwind, Dragon Rage, Slash, Cut, Scratch
Enhancements: Wings, Enhanced Strength (x12), Enhanced Speed (x9), Enhanced Endurance (x10), Tough Skin (x4), longer tail
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Dracona (Shiny Stone)
The Dragoness is the rare and powerful evolution of the Dracona. She gains nearly a foot in height, her breast can grow up to a full cup size if not a little more and her wing span grows to an average of 14ft (which are able to be summoned and dismissed at will by some unknown means). Her ears also lengthen to an average of three inches while her tails grows to an average of three to four feet with a spear-like tip; she also sprouts a set of horns from her head, though the style varies from 'girl to 'girl. Her body also tones ups, adding some muscle and becoming a very powerful, and sleek combatant. The all around result is a powerful, and impressive, Pokégirl considered to be one of the fastest flying types in existence.
The rarity and power of these Pokégirls makes scientific interest in them quite intense, but most tamers are reluctant to allow the scientific community any long-term access to them for adequate study, much to that community's chagrin. One interesting note that has been gleamed about the Dragoness is her increased sexual appetite and openly flirtatious nature with her Tamer and Harem sisters even during battles, something which even the affectionate Dracona isn't known to do.
If, by some incredible chance, a Dragoness is allowed to grow feral, or managed to evolve by a series of coincidences, she will generally stake out a territory as her own, either along a mountain range, or similar rocky terrain and begin attracting other Dragon-type Pokégirls to her side. She will take the role of leadership, defeating any other 'girls who challenge them in non-lethal combat.
DRACASS, the Dragon Guardian Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human Metamorph
Element:
Human Form: Fighting
Dragon Form: Dragon
Frequency: Rare
Diet: human food with a preference for meat
Role: heavy artillery
Libido: Low
Strong Vs:
Human Form: Bug, Dark, Ice, Normal, Rock, Steel
Dragon Form: Dragon, Electric, Fire, Plant, Water
Weak Vs:
Human Form: Flying, Psychic
Dragon Form: Ice
Attacks:
Human Form: Aura of Cute, Punch, Kick, Quick Attack
Dragon Form: Slash, Roar, Tail Slap, Dragon Rage, Hyper Beam
Enhancements:
Human Form: Youthful, Enhanced Strength (x2), Enhanced Agility (x2)
Dragon Form: Youthful, Enhanced Strength (x10), Armored, Enhanced Senses (x8), Flight
Evolves: Dronza (hatred of humanity), Warvern (battle stress; special)
Evolves From: None
Created near the end of Sukebe's Revenge, the Dracasses were intended as heavy assault platforms to assist in the defense of Sukebe's more important installations, while at the same time not being a heavy drain on increasingly limited resources.
Unfortunately, by the time the Dracasses were sent out into the field, the war was almost over. In a desperate, last ditch attempt to save their creator, the small numbers of Dracasses already created attempted to breach the enemies line in their human forms and destroy their headquarters, hopefully buying enough time for their master to escape.
The plan couldn't have gone more wrong. The Dracasses were ambushed before they ever made it to the enemy HQ, and ninety percent of this Pokégirl breed was wiped out. With this success in one hand, the attack on Sukebe's lair went ahead of schedule, catching the mage/scientist unaware. The few Dracasses remaining fought as hard as any other Pokégirls on the field, but weren't enough to turn the tide of battle.
Normally remaining in their human form, they are nearly indistinguishable from pure blood humans, save that physical aging stops somewhere in the teen years, usually immediately after puberty. While this lack of physical aging keeps a Dracass in her prime combat condition, it comes with a steep price, as no Dracass has ever been recorded as becoming a pokewoman, and thus never having had children outside of parthenogenesis.
While considered to be Fighting-types, Dracasses are not very powerful when compared to other Fighting-type Pokégirls. They are, generally speaking, not as fast, strong or durable as other Fighting-types. In their Dragon forms, Dracasses gain a foot in height, and grow a layer of armored scales over their previously soft flesh. Wings sprout from the Dracass's back, enabling her to fly, though she must be trained, preferably by a Flying-type, before she can fly effectively. In addition, the Dracass gains a long tail, three quarters as long as she is tall, tipped either with a solid bone bludgeon, or a spear like point.
The Dracass can maintain this Draconic form for only a short time, usually measured in minutes when the Pokégirl is still young, but increasing as she gets more experience.
It is rare for a girl to Threshold to Dracass, although it is not completely unknown. A Threshold Dracass will likely be a danger to those around her however, as it takes some time before she will be skilled enough to control her Draconic half without losing control and destroying everything around her.
Despite an inherent desire to help those weaker than her, a Dracass does have a bit of a problem with authority figures, especially Tamers. While she won't go out of her way to refuse a Tamers orders, a Dracass is likely to take the easy way out, at least until her Tamer has proven that he actually cares for her in some way. This has caused Dracasses to be regarded as more trouble than they're worth by many researchers and Tamers alike, but, once a Dracass's respect has been earned, they are without a doubt, one of the most loyal Pokégirls to have.
DRONZA, the Dark Dracass Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human Metamorphic
Element:
Human Form: Poison
Dragon Form: Dragon
Frequency: Extremely Rare
Diet: human food with a preference for meat
Role: destroyer of humanity
Libido: High
Strong Vs:
Human Form: Bug, Fighting, Plant, Poison
Dragon Form: Dragon, Electric, Fire, Plant, Water
Weak Vs:
Human Form: Ground, Psychic, celestial Pokégirls
Dragon Form: Ice, celestial Pokégirls
Attacks:
Human Form: Aura of Fear, Poison, Punch, Kick
Dragon Form: Aura of Fear, Slash, Roar, Drain, Tail Slap, Dragon Rage, Hyper Beam
Enhancements:
Human Form: Youthful, Enhanced Strength (x2)
Dragon Form: Youthful, Enhanced Strength (x12), Armored, Enhanced Senses (x8), Flight
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Dracass (hatred of humanity), Bratini (Human Cruelty/Intense hatred of humans)
Bounty (for confirmed kill): 1,000,000 SLC
Bounty (for reporting sighting & getting out alive): 400,000 SLC
Recommendation if you see one: Direct confrontation is not recommended unless you have a powerful ice-type at your command.
There is a dark side to the Dracass.
During Mao's Rebellion, most Dracasses sided with humanity, fighting against those who would kill their human masters. However, a few choose to side with Mao, and this cast a dark shadow over the entire Dracass breed. The Tamers who had Dracasses often mistreated them, and it wasn't unknown for a Dracass to be killed by humans who feared her.
The Dracasses were oppressed, like many Pokégirls of the time, but still they fought for the humans. It was shortly after the battle of Pine Ridge that one Dracass finally snapped. Mistreated by her Tamer, scorned by the humans around her, beaten, insulted and nearly killed, she decided that Humans were not worth saving.
A dark evolution took place, and she became a Dronza.
Little is known about what actually happened, but authorities that later found the sight reported that no human or Pokégirl still lived. Most had been slaughtered in a brutal and sadistic fashion. These reports were quickly buried by the Leagues, lest humans decide that all Dracasses were evil, and wipe the breed out.
Dronza are, by their very essence, everything that a Dracass is not. Filled with hatred, anger and disgust, they strike out at any who so much as look at them the wrong way.
Dronza see the Dracass's failure of Sukebe to be the ultimate disgrace, and they see the Tamed and domesticated Pokégirls to be little more than traitors. Proclaiming themselves as the true path of Pokégirls, they continue to hunt humans and their Pokégirls in an attempt to wipe clean the smear of failure, and bring Sukebe to his rightful place as the leader of humanity. They don't seem to care that everyone claims he's dead. These Pokégirls spend most of their time in Draconic form, loathing the thought that they may have anything in common with a human. In this form, their scales are either black, or a very dark gray, and their eyes glow a bright red, distinguishable even in a brightly lit area. They will take their human forms only if they need to interact with a human, usually when coercing a Taming out of him.
Once a Dracass has made the transition to Dronza, she loses all respect for the human race, and much of her respect for other Pokégirl types, especially those who are members of a Tamer's Harems. There is no reasoning with a Dronza, and they will, as likely as not, kill any human who crosses their path. Capturing a Dronza is almost impossible, and no Tamer has ever claimed to have been able to keep one in his Harem. However, many reports have been made of Dronza tricking Tamers into Taming them, or even forcing the act if they wish, to keep themselves from going Feral. In some cased, the Dronza even allows the unlucky Tamer to live.
Tamers are advised, not, under any circumstances, to set a Dracass against a Dronza. This battle will be unstoppable, as the two breeds have a hatred for the other that defies all logical thought, and the two will fight until one is dead.
Dronza are considered a threat by all Leagues, and a bounty of 1,000,000 credits has been set for the confirmed extermination of a Dronza.
PIDGEOTA, the Mile-High Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Flying
Frequency: Uncommon to Rare
Diet: Insectivore, some plants
Role: couriers, scouts
Libido: Average (High with Tamers they like)
Strong Vs: Bug, Fighting, Plant, Ground
Weak Vs: Electric, Ice, Rock
Attacks: Gust, Swift, Taunt, Move By, Quick Attack, Feather Shuriken, Scratch, Preen, Cuddle, Caress, Feather Blizzard, Wing Buffet
Enhancements: Enhanced Endurance (x4), Enhanced Vision (x6), Minor Levitation, Lightweight Frame, Freejoints (hips and knees), Prehensile Feet, Improved Respiration, Atmospheric Comfort, Aerolocation
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Pidgette (normal)
The Pidgeota is the final form of Pidgy, evolving from Pidgette after having enough successful fights and enjoyable Tamings. She again gains several inches in height, usually standing over six feet now. The feathers on her arms are quite long and firm, letting her firmly catch air under them. She barely gains any larger bust, but her feathers feel even softer than before, and become much more sensitive. Expensive pillows are made with Pidgeota down. She also gains some strength, enough to be able to carry a single person aloft with her.
Pidgeotas are very fast flyers, tucking their free-jointed legs closely up under them as they soar. They can climb high into the sky, and enjoy circling around mountaintops. Their vision sharpens to a very high level, allowing them to read newsprint from over a mile in the air. They can also sense where their opponents are due to their sensitive feathers being able to detect minor movements of air, letting them fight effectively even when blinded. Combined with their Endurance, Improved Respiration, and Atmospheric Comfort abilities, a Pidgeota can track her prey for miles, often times without it ever knowing she was watching them.
Pidgeotas can be quite lusty with Tamers they like. Their feathers are much more sensitive now, giving them a greater appreciation of being stroked and petted during Taming. Now that they have larger wings, they are able to perform their most enjoyable carnal act: Taming in the air. The way this is done is that a Pidgeota will use her Minor Levitation to raise herself off the ground, and then wrap her legs around her Tamer's waist, while he holds her torso (under her wings so they aren't restricted). Flapping furiously, she'll take off into the air while he Tames her, rising as high as she can. When she finally climaxes, the Pidgeota will hold herself rigid, letting both of them fall into a steep dive, the feel of her Tamer and the wind rushing over her sensitive feathers helping to send her into a series of multiple orgasms. Despite how dangerous this may seem, there has never been a reported death of any Tamer doing this activity, since a Pidgeota always hangs on tightly to her Tamer (and the Tamer naturally never lets go of her), and she always, no matter how lost in her pleasure she is, pulls up before she hits the ground. Many Tamers enjoy the exhilaration and feeling of danger, but just as many other Tamers are terrified by the experience and never do it again.
Pidgeotas are strong fighters. Their Gust attack is like a localized tornado, being able to easily bowl even a ready opponent over. Her Quick Attack lets her fly very low for short distances at speeds that make her seem like a blur. Feather Blizzard is used more as a distraction move than anything else; filling the area with blinding feathers that obscure her opponent's view. Wing Buffet has been known to knock down trees if used long enough.
Feral Pidgeotas tend to leave most other beings alone, just soaring and enjoying the feel of being above it all, the wind rushing over their bodies. Threshold girls rarely become Pidgeotas directly, but those that do take it very well, sometimes considering their new flight abilities and powers to be almost worth the trade off.
MEDRA, the Silent Dragon Pokégirl
Type: Anthromorphic
Element: Dragon/Steel
Frequency: Very Rare
Diet: Omnivore
Role: Assault, personal trainers
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Water, Flying, Rock, Psychic, Dark, Bug, Steel, Dragon, Plant, Poison, Ghost
Weak Vs: Ground, Fighting
Attacks: Sabre Claw, Tail Slap, Dragon Claw, Dragonbreath, Dragon Dance, Iron Defense. High levels only: Hyper Beam
Enhancements: Enhanced Speed (x8), Enhanced Endurance (x5), Enhanced Strength (x6), Enhanced Agility (x8), Enhanced Senses (x5), Armored, Wings, Prehensile Tail
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Draco (must be going feral + wearing a Steel Jacket when traded)
Bounty: 8 million SLC for confirmed capture. 5 million SLC for confirmed death. 50,000 SLC for report of sighting.
A Draco can often be very disruptive and cantankerous towards her Tamer. But once this challenging nature has been satisfied, the Draco will trust her Tamer. But for some Tamers who did their best, and were unable to satisfy the Draco's requirements, the only thing to do would either be to release the Pokégirl into the wild or try and get their worth out of the Pokégirl. And this would usually entail trading her to the nearest convenient sucker, all while the Draco continues to go feral. One such Tamer put a Steel Jacket on his Draco before trading her, citing that adding the Steel Jacket would increase her worth. By the time he found a sucker wanting to trade for her that he could cut his losses with, a week and a half had already passed and the Draco was well on the way to going feral. The tamer that traded for her was surprised to find that the Pokégirl had evolved once with her new master. Of course, the fact that she was nearly feral didn't escape her new tamer's notice, and the three hour marathon that ensued nearly erupted into an orgy within the entire Pokécenter (instead, only 3/4 of the Pokécenter were embroiled within an orgy).
Now at least 7ft tall and with a wingspan of 18ft in total length, wingtip to wingtip, this Pokégirl's massive body makes her a sight to behold. Her body changes with the evolution to show a seemingly mechanical tail that she has full control over, using her tail as if it was her own arm. The tail itself has retractable metallic spikes, and is covered with some sort of advanced polymer that can even sense heat and pressure. This polymer is also used to armor the Pokégirl completely, although it is retractable like a Battle Angel's armor is. The armor itself is extremely durable and tough, and the Pokégirl usually wears it like she would actual clothing.
Her wings are fully usable as well, unlike a Draco or Dracona's, and can fly with ease using her own strength. However, due to the weight of her armored form, she cannot fly when armored but can glide. The Pokégirl's pointed ears lengthen to around 5 inches and her body loses any excess body weight. Their breast sizes are often a C-cup, though DD-cups have been documented in one case. One odd thing is the very small amount of speech that a Medra shows. In fact, it is rare that they ever say more than is absolutely required. Tamers say that the Pokégirl becomes much more talkative in a private setting, although no researcher has been able to confirm or deny this.
Because the Pokégirl was feral upon becoming a Medra, the Medra requires a fair amount of taming to come out of her feral state. Although still possessing a challenging nature, the Medra is less likely to allow herself to go feral in an attempt to get a Tamer to satisfy her challenges. Indeed, a Medra lowers her standards somewhat in comparison to a Draco, though she easily recognizes any chance that her tamer simply cannot better him or herself to meet the Medra's requirements. A Medra will only leave if that is the case. Medra will assist in a Tamer's bettering themselves or bettering their Harem, often leading to the Medra becoming the Tamer's Alpha. Medra dislike working with most of the League-created Pokégirls, with the exception of Maid Yvettes. Unlike the NurseJoys or OfficerJennys, the Yvettes actually strive to better themselves despite their genetic limitations. As such, Medra have a soft spot for the Maid Yvettes and will assist them if possible. The other two Pokégirl types she will only grudgingly accept as necessary. They enjoy working with Fighting type Pokégirls for two reasons- one, fighting types have an advantage against Medra, and two, they love to train. Medra also encourage their Tamer to join them during their training, although most often the two wind up in a taming session after only an hour or two (if the Tamer lasts that long, that is).
One thing that a Medra cannot stand is the thought of going feral. A feral Medra has a very unfortunate problem- they're almost impossible to capture, as they go completely berserk. In order to stave off the possibility of going feral, all Medra demand a rather exacting schedule from their Tamers- a good taming every three days or so, to be safe. If a Taming is withheld for more than four days, however, a Medra has been known to leave her Tamer to seek out a Taming from someone willing to Tame her. Fortunately, during taming, a Medra's body seems to limit its own strength while the Tamer does their job, so restraints aren't necessary as long as they are trained how to handle their strength. It is assumed that a Medra's body automatically lowers her strength to a near human state while being tamed.
These Pokégirls were first discovered near the end of the war, and in very limited numbers. Some say that a few were mistaken as Dracass in the ill-fated push to try and defeat the human forces, only to be slaughtered by a well-coordinated trap. Despite this, however, there are known to be more Feral Medra than there are Tamed ones. Why there are so many feral Medra is unknown, but it is thought that they had to leave their tamers after being completely disappointed by their performances either in Taming or in training. Feral Medra have been known to attack any Tamer that crosses their path in an effort to strengthen themselves. No researchers that have been without league assistance (in any league) have been known to survive such an attack, although their notes were recovered afterwords. They fight any other Feral Pokégirl they come across that seems to be a threat- in a wild world such as today, that means any carnivorous Pokégirl that looks hungry.
If a Medra faces another Medra in battle, those battles have been known to destroy anything nearby. Several Tamers have even died as a result of the battle that took place. Anyone allowing a battle with a Medra involved within the limits of any inhabited space, unless in an extreme emergency, are issued a citation and are required to pay for any and all damages that are a direct (and indirect) result of the Pokégirl battle. As a result, any Pokégirl battle that results in two Medra facing off is automatically declared a draw before any damage can be wrought upon anything in their immediate surroundings. A bounty has been placed on any feral Medra found, captured, or killed, although it is just as important to escape as it is to capture or kill her.
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1-Please note that all of Kriv's spells are spoken in Draconic
Statistics
Name: Kriv Dragonchild
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Dragon/Half-Elven
Class: Ranger/Sorcerer(Ice Specialization)
Age: 64 (Looks 23)
Height: 6'11"
Weight: 250 lbs
Hair color/Style: Dark Brown/Military Crew Cut
Eye Color: Ice blue with a slight glow
Special Abilities: Resistance to Cold(Silver Dragon Heritage), Ice Breath(Silver Dragon Heritage), Dragonborn Fury(Silver Dragon Heritage), Elven Accuracy(Elven Heritage), Elven Weapon Proficiency (Elven Heritage), Enhanced Physical Attributes (Silver Dragon Heritage), Enhanced Senses(Silver Dragon Heritage), Weakness to Fire(Silver Dragon Heritage), Enhanced Longevity (Combined Elven and Silver Dragon Heritage), Enhanced Healing (Silver Dragon Heritage)
Languages: Common, Elven, Draconic
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Weapons: Myunchfiihu Tyiedrni(Draconic for Silver Death)-Short Sword
Oilm Lairean(Elven for Far Shot)-Longbow
Stats:
Str-24
Con-18
Dex-17
Wis-10
Int-15
Cha-13
Current Harem
Medra-Serina(Alpha) lvl 26
Name: Tokage Ryukihei
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Researcher/Professor/Tamer?
Age: 27
Height: 5'9
Weight: 150 lbs
Hair color/style: Black/Jaw length messy hair
Eye color: Dark Brown
Bloodgifts/Curses: ?
Alignment: Neutral Good
Current Harem
Dracass-Sara(Alpha) lvl ?