Splitting Horizons

by Vile Slanders

Jordan was a man who had damned himself into reliving his tragic past forever. A man without any hope beyond an end. How could feathers and a beak make life any worse? Enter May, daughter of a gym leader, and a rookie trainer. Could the aid of a pokemon powerful beyond her experience be the best thing to have ever happened to May? Or perhaps the deadliest? The Hoenn journey begins.

2. Section 2

Chapter 15: A Rough Start, A Success to Communicate

It had been two hours since May and Jordan had passed the gates of Littleroot. For two hours they had been walking in relative silence towards Oldale town. May and Jordan had both overcome the majority of the sorrow that had been born of their leaving Littleroot. They had yet to see another soul, human or pokemon on their journey thus far. No sooner had they begun feeling the oppressive loneliness of their empty world than the inevitable happened:

"You're a trainer right? I challenge you to a pokemon battle!" A youngster shouted in the distance.

Next thing Jordan knew, he was squaring off against a Poochyena.

A pup and his trainer. This shouldn't be too hard. Jordan fell into a familiar stance. May was a fair distance behind him, looking somewhat nervous.

C'mon May, I could take these things when I was human, have some faith.

"Poochyena! Tackle that giant chicken!" The youngster shouted.

I'll show you a chicken, punk. Jordan thought. The Poochyena tucked it's head in and charged towards Jordan.

"Blaziken, scratch attack!" May shouted.

A WHAT!? Did Jordan just hear what he thought May had said?

A 'scratch attack?' Seriously?! Poochyena dove at Jordan. Against his better judgement, Jordan indulged May. Swinging his talons in an upwards thrust, Jordan caught the Poochyena by the collar and dragged his sizable claws up the Poochyena's face. The momentum of his swipe sent Poochyena into the brush. Yelping as it landed, Poochyena scurried back to it's trainer.

"So you wanna play hardball, huh?" The youngster growled.

Yes. Yes I do. Jordan threw May a look.

"Then try Dustox!" shouted the youngster, throwing another pokeball. A giant purple and green moth appeared.

"Dustox! Poison sting!" The youngster howled.

Are you people making this shit up as you go along? May? Jordan looked to his trainer for instruction.

Please for the love of God, don't say-

"Scratch that bug into ribbons Blaziken!" May hollered.

-Scratch… Jordan ignored her. He anticipated Dustox's dive, and waited for the opportune moment.

"Blaziken!" May shouted, terrified. The Dustox was flying straight for him, and Blaziken wasn't even moving.

Relax, May. I know what I'm doing. Jordan's right ankle burst into flame. Pivoting on his left foot while raising his right, Blaziken nimbly sidestepped the Dustox, and dropped his right foot on it. The moth went down under Jordan's foot, and was pinned between Jordan and the ground.

If you have a code for defeat with your trainer, I suggest you use it now. Jordan warned the pokemon, pressing on Dustox with his foot and cranking up the flames. Dustox shrieked.

"Call off your Blaziken! I surrender!" The youngster cried out desperately.

"Blaziken!" May sounded worried. Jordan lifted his foot off of the moth. Dustox was slightly singed, but otherwise unharmed. Disappearing into his trainer's pokeball, Dustox left the battle.

"You crazy bitch! Get control of your pokemon! Someone could get hurt-"

Blaziken dashed in front of the youngster, his beak a few inches from the kid's face.

Call her a bitch again, punk. I dare you. Flames sputtered in Blaziken's nostrils, and his eyes conveyed pure loathing.

C'mon tough guy. I'm waiting. You lost. Now lose with dignity. Jordan snorted at him, blowing smoke into the youngster's eyes.

"Blaziken! Don't!" May cried out, horrified at his behavior.

May, this little shit just insulted you because he couldn't win. Do you think I'm gonna let that go? Jordan thought, looking back at May.

"Blaziken, please stop!" May shouted. There were tears in her eyes.

Whoa… Okay then… Jordan thought as he turned back to the youngster, who was bawling his eyes out.

Okay… yeah, I definitely overreacted there. Jordan thought, remembering that he was dealing with a kid. Flicking the youngster on the forehead, Jordan headed back towards May.

Just watch your mouth kid. Jordan thought, leaving the youngster behind.

"Don't ever do that again!" May pounded her fists off of Jordan's chest. "You scared me half to death! I thought you were going to hurt him!"

Oh…

"And why didn't you just scratch Dustox?! Why didn't you obey me?!" May shouted at Jordan.

May, what do you know about combat? I'm a bloody 6th dan of mixed martial arts and trapped in the body of a giant flaming bird! And you command me to use a 'scratch attack?' Really? Jordan had gone from apologetic to flat out scandalized. Scratching was for cats and girls. Jordan used his entire body as weapon, and had never felt the need to resort to a 'scratch attack.'

May shrank beneath his glare, remembering his incredulous expression when she first commanded Blaziken to use a 'scratch attack.'

"Blaziken, I-" May started, her father's words echoing in her ears.

"Blaziken is too much pokemon for a novice trainer," Norman had said, "You won't be able to command him or keep him satisfied."

They had just started their journey together, and Norman's prediction about her inexperience was already coming true.

"I'm sorry." May said silently, looking at the ground. It was her fault. Blaziken was a powerful and skilled combatant. And May had no idea what he was capable of, or how to deploy Blaziken's skills.

"I didn't think-" A talon lifted her chin. Looking up into Blaziken's eyes, she saw an apology. Blaziken knelt to May's level.

No May. I'm the one who should be sorry. I have no right to worry you like that. Jordan looked May in her startled eyes.

Just please don't ask me to 'scratch' again.

"Blaziken… I am sorry." May said to Jordan.

"I'm sorry that I don't know what you can do. I'm sorry that I'm inexperienced. I need to learn. Please, Blaziken… be patient with me."

Jordan rose, lifting May's chin as he did.

It's okay May. I will obey you, but if things look like there going to get out of hand, I might have to assume control. Jordan tried to tell her. Despite his attempt at making amends, May still seemed distraught. She couldn't make eye contact with Jordan. Taking his talons off of May, Jordan awaited her command, staring at the ground.

"I suppose… we should carry on." May said quietly, half-heartedly kicking at the dirt. May turned and walked down the road. Blaziken waited for May to get a little distance, then followed her. The guilt had returned.

I know that I'm new to this, May thought, So why am I so depressed? We won. It was a hollow victory though. The fight had just proven to May how little she knew about training. She had never considered Blaziken's feelings about taking orders from a rookie.

I know I'll get better, but… What May wanted right now was Blaziken's respect. May didn't know if she would get that respect if she didn't learn fast. Blaziken was keeping his distance. He was probably still frustrated with her.

…

Jordan looked at May's back. He hadn't meant to come across so brutally. His indignity at being commanded to 'scratch' his opponent was nothing more than pettiness. He of all people should have realized what pettiness could do to people. May might not have known anything about combat, but under her command that last battle had ended far better than the other two on Jordan's track record. One had ended the battling career of a Manectric. The other had left Jordan with a grave to dig.

She's right. All I did was show off. And now she's ashamed of me. I need to work with her. I may know how to fight, but this pokemon business, it's unlike anything I've done in the past. Communication between trainers and their pokemon seems to keep everyone from getting hurt. She may be inexperienced, but then again so am I.

Jordan looked at his talons. Though he had have never considered using his fingernails in battle before, his sharp black claws could be used as formidable weapons. May had known that, even if his martial upbringing had trained him against it.

I really should listen to her. She sees things that I ignore. The thing is, I still don't know what my limits are. I haven't felt pushed that far yet. Jordan kept his distance, not wanting to upset May any further.

They continued down the road like that, until yet another random travelling trainer challenged them. These people were everywhere.

"Come on! I want you to see my cute Zigzagoon!" The blonde lass begged. May hesitated. Jordan walked up and put his talon on May's shoulder. She looked up at him.

Come on. Let's try this again. Jordan told her with his eyes. May's eyes hardened. She nodded.

That's my girl. Jordan thought.

"You're on!" May shouted to the lass. Jordan walked between May and the lass. The lass threw her pokeball.

"Go get'em Zigzagoon!" The lass shouted. Jordan observed the drama around him. Half of pokemon battling seemed to be showmanship. The other half was actual fighting.

What a crazy world we live in. Jordan thought. He awaited May's command.

"Zigzagoon! Hit'em with a quick attack!" The lass shouted. The Zigzagoon dashed at Jordan at a speed that couldn't been normal.

"Blaziken use a…" May paused, trying to think of a move that would satisfy Blaziken's combat style. The Zigzagoon smashed into Blaziken. Blaziken just stood there and took it.

"That's it Zigzagoon! Quick, use a tackle attack!" The lass shouted. May locked up. Why wasn't Blaziken fighting back? The Zigzagoon slammed into Blaziken again. He didn't even move to defend himself.

Come on, May… I'm waiting… Jordan thought, watching the Zigzagoon wind up for another attack.

"Ha! It's not even fighting back! Knock that weakling to the ground, Zigzagoon!" The lass shouted, practically dancing on the spot.

Jordan looked May in the eyes.

Give me a goddamn order, May! Jordan thought angrily. May snapped out of her stupor. She had to give a command!

"Blaziken, use a fire punch!" May shouted at Jordan.

A 'fire punch,' huh? Corny, but I like it. Jordan sighted the charging Zigzagoon. Flames danced along Jordan's wrist. The Zigzagoon lept. Jordan swung his fist into the airborne Zigzagoon. At the moment of contact Jordan's entire forearm erupted violently in flames, consuming the Zigzagoon in a torrent of fire. The Zigzagoon was thrown back into the dirt.

"Alright! Blaziken finish that turd off with a double kick!" Shouted May, a sudden confidence overtaking her.

Uhh, May? I think one 'fire punch' was enough… Jordan thought. The Zigzagoon wasn't getting back up. Jordan nudged it tentatively with his toe twice.

Does that count as a 'double kick?'

"My poor Zigzagoon!" The lass ran up to collect her unconscious pokemon.

Oh boy…

"He's out cold!" The lass said, looking at her Zigzagoon. "Your Blaziken is pretty strong!" Jordan was stunned. She wasn't angry?

"Oh… Yeah, I guess he is." said May, returning from her battle high.

"Wow, he's so cool! I want one!" Said the lass, grabbing Jordan by his crest.

"You braided his hair! That's so cuuute!" The lass informed May, dragging Jordan down to her level.

Uh, May… A little help here? Jordan looked at his trainer wistfully. May however, was too busy making a new friend to notice.

"You should have seen his braids when I put flowers in them! He looked flat out adorable!" May said.

May, really? Did you have to tell her that?

"He lets you put flowers in his braids? That's so sweet!" The lass giggled.

"I know!" said May, "I want to try bells next!"

WHAT AM I TO YOU WOMAN!? A FRICKEN DOLL? Jordan thought in horror.

"He could make that look soooo good! I bet if you painted his nails-"

Okay, I'm officially freaked out. You two can stop talking any time now. Jordan cringed, still held prisoner by the lass. May and her new friend continued to talk animately about decorating Jordan, completely oblivious to his discomfort.

Chapter 16: A Less than Friendly Encounter

May and Jordan settled in for the night. Jordan started the fire with the flames on his wrists, making the matches in the backpack redundant. May had gone off to gather water, leaving Jordan to prepare the campsite. Clearing stones and sticks from the driest and most level location Jordan could find, he unravelled May's sleeping bag. Looking to the skies, Jordan noticed rain clouds in the distance.

Wish she had a tent. Jordan wasn't worried about a little rain affecting him too much. His body could radiate intense heat on command. May however, was susceptible to the cold and wet. The last thing Jordan wanted was May catching an illness on their first night out.

May had returned, and from the look of it, had taken bath in the stream she had drawn water from. Jordan took the the kettle May had used to carry water to the camp, and placed it on the fire. Taking a swig of water for himself, Jordan set down to cooking their dinner. It was nothing fancy, mostly pre seasoned rice and beans, but after several miles walk and two battles it was downright delicious.

"I think we covered nine miles today." May said as she observed their map, "It's not a lot, but we're only another five miles from Oldale Town." Filling May's bowl with more food, Jordan once again looked to the skies. Those rain clouds had Jordan nervous. He would carry May to Oldale tonight, but with an apparent swarm of trainers, Jordan didn't dare risk the roads. Jordan knew it was just a matter of time before they came across something more powerful than him.

May dug into the food Jordan had provided, eating with the same ill mannered gusto she had displayed at her parent's home. Jordan sat back, smiling at May. Jordan found May's lack of etiquette highly amusing. Perhaps it was Jordan's expression, but May turned slightly red and began to eat a little more slowly. Swallowing her food, May spoke to Jordan.

"Two battles today, and we've already improved on our teamwork. I was a little worried in our first match, but everything turned out okay by the second fight." May beamed at Jordan.

"You really were incredible out there, Blaziken."

May, those battles were farces. When we go up against more skilled opponents I'm going to be hard pressed for victory. We need to iron out our communication because I'm going to need you to watch my back. Jordan thought. May however, was too enamoured with their successes to even think about losing.

"I want to try catching a pokemon tomorrow. Get you a partner. Will you help me, Blaziken?" May asked Jordan.

Of course I will, May. It's not a bad idea. Jordan nodded. They were really starting the pokemon training now. May finished her meal, and basked in the warmth of the fire.

"Blaziken…" Jordan turned to his ward, noting the softness in her voice.

"I just wanted to say… Thank you. I… I wouldn't have been able to leave Littleroot if you hadn't been at my side. I didn't think saying goodbye would be so hard." May's eyes watered as she remembered her parents. Jordan threw an arm around May's shoulders, pulling her towards him. Resting his beak atop her head, Jordan offered what comfort he could. May tensed, and then sank into the bristles of his chest.

"Thank you, Blaziken."

I wish I could tell you how grateful I am to you May. I wish I could speak. I could even keep the feathers and the beak if only I could tell you, 'thank you.' Jordan and May sat together until the sun had set. Listening to birdsong give way to the peeping of frogs, May started to fall asleep. Lifting her gently, Jordan tucked her into her sleeping bag. As Jordan settled down by the fire, a respectable distance from May, he knew he was going to sleep tonight. Just being able to hold May like a sibling was an experience Jordan thought he had lost forever.

Waking to a foggy and chilled morning, Jordan quickly rekindled the fire. Leaving the still sleeping May alone, Jordan headed towards the stream to draw water for breakfast and washing. Jordan's eyes detected fish in the shallows of the stream. Placing himself in the fishes' blind spot, being sure to keep his shadow from falling across the water, Jordan slowly sank his talons into the water. Carefully moving his talons behind the oblivious fish, Jordan used the hand catching method he had perfected as a child in the rivers around Glavisdale. Jamming his talons into the fish's gills, Jordan pulled the fish free of the water and tossed it's body onto the bank. Moving further upstream, Jordan continued his primeval angling until he had captured a suitable haul of fish for himself and May. Returning to his wash and collecting water to boil, Jordan cleaned his catch and headed back to camp.

May was still asleep in her bag. The fire had burned down to hot coals. Adding a little kindling to keep the coals hot, Jordan began to boil the water for tea and prepackaged oats. Rummaging in the backpack, Jordan found oil, salt, and pepper to season the fish with. In a matter of minutes, the fish were searing on sticks over the hot coals, their aroma enticing May from her slumber. Waking with a smile, May dragged herself over to the fire where Jordan maintained their breakfast.

"You caught fish? How long have you been up?" May said, looking worried. Jordan looked up at her, well rested and at peace.

I slept well, May. I just don't need as much as you do. The worry faded from May's face.

"An early bird, huh? I'm just glad you're not cooking worms." May said jokingly.

Ha ha. Your hair is a sight for sore eyes, sleepyhead. Jordan said, running a talon through May's bedraggled brown locks. May giggled and ducked under his talon. Grabbing a brush and using some of the unfiltered water, May set about the time consuming task of making herself presentable.

They dined on the fish and oats. With what little seasonings they had, river fish could only taste so good. Neither May nor Jordan would complain though. Lightly seasoned fish was better than simple morning oats. After their breakfast, the two of them broke camp and prepared for the next leg of their journey.

"What kind of pokemon do you think we will find, Blaziken?" May wondered excitedly, "I'll take anything that isn't a bug, but I want you to decide on what kind of partner you want. You and I are going to do this together."

We'll just have to see what we come across May. I've got some pretty high standards for something I'm going to consider a partner. Jordan was wary about May's expectations. After the events of last night, Jordan wouldn't be surprised in the least if she choose a pokemon based off of it's appeal, rather than its prowess.

"Now where to start..." May said looking about, "How about over there!" May ran off into the brush, leaving Jordan to make up the lost distance. May didn't have to look very far. A short trek into the brush and a pack of Zigzagoons scuttled off into the tall grass.

"Awww, we need to be faster!" May said, turning to Jordan who had just caught up.

Or more patient, May. Subterfuge will serve us better than a brazen entry. Jordan thought.

"Come on, let's go after them!" May shouted as she charged off into the grass.

Or not…

May ran through the grass, the sounds of pokemon scattering through the foliage preceded her.

"Where are you?" May muttered as she pushed through the grass. Something caught May's leg, tripping her.

"Whoa!" May cried as she hit the ground. Pulling herself up, May looked to what had caused her fall. It was a stump. A mottled stump with smooth sides that tapered down into…

"Are those feet?!" May started as the stump turned to look at her.

"BLAZIKEN!" May screamed. Something thudded next to May, and lifted her off her feet. May found herself being pushed behind a red feathered back. It was Blaziken. Jordan examined his opponent. It was a giant acorn with eyes and feet.

What on earth… Jordan thought. A clicking sound behind alerted him to May's activities.

"Seedot, the Acorn pokemon." The pokedex said.

"Normally found hanging in trees, Seedot is notorious for startling pokemon that pass beneath it by dropping from the tree's branches."

"Okay Blaziken, go easy on it. I want to catch it." May whispered from behind Jordan. Jordan approached the Seedot warily. The pokedex hadn't mentioned anything about Seedot's fighting style, meaning Jordan was going to have to discover what it was capable of. The Seedot broke into a run, heading straight for Jordan. Jordan could see why the pokedex had failed to mention Seedot's combat style. It had none.

Stopping the Seedot require nothing more than Jordan lifting his foot to hold it off. Looking at May with an exasperated expression, Jordan waited for May to throw her pokeball. May however was looking at the Seedot somewhat skeptically.

"I don't know if I want a Seedot…" May said. Sighing, Jordan removed his foot, allowing the Seedot to fall on his face. Putting Seedot back on it's feet, Jordan turned and followed May.

Scratch one potential ally. Jordan thought, looking back at the Seedot. The Seedot watched them go, curious as to what had just happened. When May and Jordan disappeared into the grass, the Seedot hesitated, and then followed them.

May and Jordan left the brush and returned to the road. After their run in with the Seedot, all of the other pokemon had simply vanished, leaving them without much reason to continue searching. They headed towards Oldale town, the shadow of last night's rainstorms catching up to them. It had just begun to drizzle when a group of cyclists appeared on the horizon. As the group got closer, they began flagging down May and Jordan. Skidding on the rear tire of his bike, the lead cyclist turned to May.

"Great weather we're having. Care for a pokemon battle?" He asked May pleasantly.

I had no idea trainers were so numerous. Jordan thought.

How many battles will it take just to get to Oldale town? Far from being annoyed however, Jordan was looking forward to a fight. Taking his place in front of May, Jordan awaited the cyclist's move.

"Go, Mienfoo!" Shouted the cyclist in the normal fanfare. A red and yellow bipedal rodent appeared, drawing itself into a stance Jordan recognised.

Ah, an artist. Jordan thought,

Let's see what you know.

"Mienfoo! Show 'em your karate chop!" The Mienfoo launched itself at Jordan.

"Blaziken! Go for the defense!" May called out, wanting to observe the Mienfoo's battle style. It was a command Jordan was only to happy to comply with. The Mienfoo was fast, but Jordan was faster. Deflecting his opponent's first strike, Jordan followed up with a successful block of the second attack, Mienfoo paused, awaiting Jordan's move.

Come on. Jordan told the Mienfoo as he backed up.

I haven't gotten a good spar in a long time.

We're not sparring! We're battling! Shouted the Mienfoo in a voice that was decidedly female. Leaping into the air at a height Jordan would have never expected for her diminutive size, Mienfoo somersaulted and attempted to kick the surprised Jordan in the back of the head. Fortunately, Mienfoo's fancy somersault costed her dearly. Giving Jordan the time to overcome his surprise and evade, Mienfoo missed her target, landed and pivoted to face him.

That was foolish. Jordan told Mienfoo.

You could have landed that blow if you weren't so intent on showing off.

I'll show you some showing off! Mienfoo shouted, throwing herself at Jordan, who sidestepped. Mienfoo nimbly reversed her momentum and swung her fist at Jordan. Jordan caught the fist, and threw Mienfoo's arm out, unbalancing her. Dropping to his talons, Jordan swung his legs out hard, attempting to sweep Mienfoo's legs out from underneath her. Leaping into the air Mienfoo dodged his sweep.

Ha, you missed! Mienfoo taunted him. Swinging his legs full circle, Jordan pushed himself off of the ground with his talons, using the momentum of his legs to catapult into the air. Catching Mienfoo in mid leap with his foot, Jordan wrapped his toes around the little weasel. Landing solely on his other foot, Jordan straightened out the leg with Mienfoo hanging from it.

You want to end this now? Jordan asked Mienfoo. A sharp pain in his toe was the answer. Mienfoo had bitten him. Tossing Mienfoo in the air with an upwards thrust of his leg, Jordan landed on his injured foot, spun on it, and kicked the descending Mienfoo with his other leg, releasing a burst of flames from his ankle. Mienfoo went airborne again, before crashing into the ground. With Mienfoo burned, frightened, and thoroughly beaten, the battle concluded. Going over to the crash site, Jordan pulled the stunned Mienfoo to her feet.

Take it easy kid. Jordan told Mienfoo, dusting off her back.

Try not to be so predictable next time. Mienfoo's eyes watered, and she pushed Jordan away.

Whatever. Looking angrily away from Jordan, Mienfoo crossed her arms. Jordan smiled. Human or pokemon, children always thought they knew everything.

"Dang, don't think you should take your Blaziken to the big leagues? He is good." The cyclist told May.

"You think so?" May asked, flattered.

"I wouldn't really know. It's only my second day as a trainer."

"You mean this is only your second day as a trainer? How on earth did you get such a powerful pokemon to obey you?" The cyclist was amazed.

"Ummm… It's a long story." May said nervously. May really didn't want to go into detail about how she a Blaziken had met. It was slightly embarrassing for her to tell that story to a stranger. May averted her eyes, looking into the grass she had recently left. A pair of eyes stared back.

"I bet it is! Seriously though, you should consider the pokemon gyms." The cyclist drew May's startled gaze back to him.

"I think your Blaziken could do really well there!" The cyclist said enthusiastically.

"Oh, well- I've thought about it…" May looked back into the grass. The eyes were gone. The drizzle suddenly became a downpour.

"Crap! C'mon guys, let's get out of this storm!" The group of cyclists took off with Mienfoo hanging from their leader's bike.

"Hey, wait!" May called out after them, but the cyclists were well out of earshot. Blaziken strode up next to her.

"Well, I guess we're going to have to find cover from this storm ourselves, then." May told Blaziken, who nodded.

"You did really well, as usual." May said, putting a hand on Blaziken's shoulder. Blaziken looked down at her, his calm eyes slightly troubled.

"What's wrong?" May asked.

It's nothing, May. Jordan thought, looking at his talons.

Nothing important.

Watching some of the old sadness fill his eyes, May took Jordan's talons in her hands.

"Come on," May spoke gently, "Let's find a dry place to get out of this rain."

I wasn't a very good human. Jordan thought miserably, I guess I shouldn't be surprised that I make a better pokemon. It troubled him. More than anything, Jordan wanted to be human again. Now though, he realized that his life had massively improved since his becoming a pokemon. May had found him. She had taken Jordan back into a world he had betrayed years ago and longed for since it's loss. May had made him feel loved and welcomed in place he had no right to be in.

May, if I became the human I was before, would you still care about me? It was less a question of May's compassion, and more a question of Jordan's past worth. He had been a wreck before being made into pokemon, and his character had only improved since his transformation. Kato had once said that every failure was a lesson on how to achieve success. Had Jordan's failure as a human being been the reason for his transformation? He'd certainly fared better as a pokemon than he had as a human.

So was it a wish granted? Has everything that's happened to me been fated to bring me down so far that I had no choice but to accept help? Is this, all of this, a blessing in disguise?

His transformation. His past mysteriously erased from the minds of the people of Glavisdale. His mother's death, the living reminder to Jordan's sins ending, releasing him from his masochistic thirst for punishment. The agonizing dreams that plagued him so fiercely that he would rather die than suffer their torments. The person who came into his life who possessed the power to take all that pain away. Were all of these things the result of divine intervention? Was all of it imposed for the betterment of Jordan as an individual?

Jordan couldn't believe it. There had to be a less elaborate means of granting his wish.

Maybe it's a mixed bag, Jordan thought, Maybe I'm being punished on the road to redemption. Or maybe someone was so disgusted with me being human that they changed that, and everything else is a product of random chance and circumstance.

Thinking of May and what she'd done for him, and what he could do for her as a pokemon, Jordan wasn't sure if he wanted to be human again.

May knew Blaziken was suffering. Something was eating at him again. Looking towards her pokemon, May felt helpless. If only she could understand him better, she was sure that that they could overcome his pain together. Whatever had happened in Blaziken's past, it seemed it would always come back to haunt him.

"Blaziken…" May said sadly. Blaziken looked at her, even in his loss she could see the care Blaziken had for her in the softness of his eyes.

"I… I just… I wish I could hear you. I wish I could free you." May had said those words with the utmost sincerity. They had come straight from her heart. Blaziken's eyes widened and his sorrow became overwhelming. He stopped walking. In the rain, it was impossible to tell if those were tears or if it was just water running down his face. But Blaziken's sorrow held his gaze on the ground, unable to look May in the eyes. Running back to him, May pulled his beak against her shoulder. Wrapping her arms around him, she supported Blaziken as he had supported her before. Slowly, Blaziken raised his arms, and returned her embrace, drawing them together.

"I love you, Blaziken." May whispered in his ear. Blaziken's embrace tightened. A low, quiet, mournful warble emanated from him

I… I love you too, May. Jordan said with all of his heart.

The two of them huddled beneath a bridge. Though technically the last place Jordan would have wanted to seek shelter in torrential rains, It was the only form of cover they could find. Jordan found enough driftwood beneath the bridge to start a fire, warming his soaked ward. They were going to need more dry wood if they intended to keep the fire going, and judging from the chattering of May's teeth, keeping the fire hot was Jordan's first priority.

Leaving May near the fire, Jordan walked off into the surrounding woodlands, looking for dry logs to burn.

I do love her. Jordan thought. I don't think I could feel anything else for her. She's practically like a sister to me now. Oh, Chrissie… what am I going to do? Selecting a sizable stick, Jordan felt for it's dampness. Finding it satisfactory, Jordan continued to seek more kindling.

I still don't know if this is all a miracle, but when she held me… Jordan still felt deeply depressed about his predicament, but when May had told him those soft words…

It's worth it. Jordan looked at his dirty talon. He didn't know if he could ever accept his fate, but May had accepted him. And that was enough for Jordan.

Anyways, it's not like I've given up on being human again, Jordan closed his talon and walked forward.

I just need to- Something fell towards him from the trees, startling Jordan. Jordan didn't have time to think, he had just enough sense to react.

...

Seedot hung from his tree, watching the Blaziken from earlier. Blaziken had stooped down to pick up another stick, then paused and looked at his talon. Standing there for what seemed like forever, Blaziken just stared at his talon.

Come on, Thought Seedot.

Just a little further. Stop looking at your talon and take another step forward. Seedot had followed the peculiar Blaziken and the strange human to the man made road. Seedot had watched the Blaziken fight, and had seen his prowess. Following Blaziken and his trainer further, Seedot had positioned himself in a branch ahead of Blaziken's trail. Seedot couldn't think of a better target to frighten.

Come on big guy, Seedot waited impatiently.

Let's see the big bad Blaziken run back to his trainer with his tail between his legs. Scared of little ol'e Seedot. Come on, move. Seedot thought gleefully. At long last, Blaziken put down his talon and shifted his gaze towards the woodlands beneath Seedot.

That's it. Come on, just another step. The Blaziken stepped forward, and took the fateful step.

Perfect. Seedot fell from his branch.

Surprise asshole!

Blaziken looked up, but he didn't run. Crouching back, Blaziken wound up a fist faster than Seedot could blink.

Oh shit! Seedot thought, just before taking a full powered blow from Blaziken to the face.

...

Oh shit. Jordan thought, looking at the Seedot from earlier. Jordan had hit it with everything he had. The damn thing had just fallen from the tree, and Jordan surprised, had reacted to what he had interpreted as an attack. The Seedot lay still in the mud.

Oh God no… Please don't be dead… Jordan ran over to where Seedot lay. Seedot didn't move.

May! Oh God! May, what have I done? Jordan scooped up the little Seedot, and ran back to the bridge where May was.

...

May crouched near the fire, drying herself in it's warmth. Blaziken had wandered off into the woods, looking for more firewood, she presumed. If he had just looked on the other side of the bridge, Blaziken would have found a massive knot of driftwood and roots. May was using this massive deposit of resources to get a proper bonfire going. She couldn't blame Blaziken really, he seemed preoccupied by something. Thinking fondly back to that moment on the road, May remembered the feeling of closure she had shared with Blaziken.

"I feel like I can finally start paying him back," May said to the flames, "I feel like I can finally do something for him, instead of letting him bear the world for us both." May held herself, suddenly uncomfortable. She remembered the feeling of passion she felt when Blaziken had drawn her into his arms. May had also remembered what her body had felt when Blaziken had touched her. Fear. Curiosity. Danger. Want. May's breath had caught in her chest, just as her heart had leapt into her throat, choking her. May's legs had gone weak, and her abdomen had shifted as an unfamiliar sensation came over May's deepest regions. Above it all though, was an ecstasy that made her entire body arc with electricity. May felt dirty. She wanted Blaziken to touch her again, but she didn't know why.

"What's going on with me?" May asked herself, troubled. She loved Blaziken, and she wanted his touch. But something made May fear that touch. As much as she wanted that feeling of ecstasy again, something in May warned her against exploring that passion any further.

"I feel so confused…" May muttered to herself. Something splashed across the creek, drawing May out of her internal conflict. Blaziken ran towards her urgently, cradling a large something in his arms.

"What on earth?" May asked as Blaziken gently laid a Seedot on the ground before her. May looked into Blaziken's eyes. Fear and sorrow filled them as Blaziken looked to the Seedot.

"What happened?" May asked him. Blaziken made a desperate gesture, and then followed it up with a fist.

"You fought?" May asked confused. Blaziken shook his head. Jabbing a claw into his chest, he made a fist, then pointed at the Seedot.

"You attacked him? Why?" May asked. Blaziken buried his eyes in a talon had shook his head helplessly. May recalled what the pokedex had said about Seedot.

"He tried to scare you, and you punched him?" Blaziken nodded desperately. May looked at the Seedot. Seedot swelled and shrank, as if he were drawing breath. Running a hand across Seedot's body, May felt the hardness of his frame.

"I think he's just unconscious…" Truth was, May didn't know how to tell a Seedot's well being from that of a walnut's. Blaziken sat next to Seedot and extended a shaking talon towards the injured pokemon, before drawing the talon back and covering his own face.

"Hey…" May said, overcome by Blaziken's display.

"It's not your fault." Blaziken shook his head, and looked at May with such guilt as if to say, It's all my fault. Reaching for Blaziken, May felt wounded when he pulled away from her. Blaziken covered his beak and looked at Seedot, his shoulders quivering.

He's really torn up about this. May thought, touched by Blaziken's compassion.

I need to get Seedot back on his feet so that Blaziken can forgive himself. Looking at her dear Blaziken in his grief, May felt compelled to go to him. To hold him. To take his arms around her and-

Stop it. May told herself, feeling nervous as that tingling sensation weakened her bladder.

Take care of Seedot, then you can hold Blaziken. Putting those thoughts to the back of her mind, May turned her attention to Seedot.

"He's pretty sturdy, so I don't think you injured him too badly." May told Blaziken as she ran her hands across Seedot. Finding a spot just below Seedot's cupula, May felt a rush of fluid just underneath the skin.

"I think I found his pulse." May informed Blaziken. Blaziken ran his talon over the spot, the pulse he felt was strong. Hopefully.

"He's going to be fine Blaziken. He's just knocked out." May told him reassuringly, hoping she was right. Blaziken looked May in the eyes, thanks emanating from his own.

God, please let me be right. May prayed. She didn't want to betray those eyes.

Seedot's eyes opened. He was laying on his back. The human he had been following was running a soothing hand across his face.

What the… The human's face broke into a smile.

"Blaziken, quick! He's waking up!" Said the human happily. The sound of gravel being thrown alerted Seedot to Blaziken's rapid approach.

Not him, come on! Seedot thought as the giant red bird entered his vision. Jumping to his feet, Seedot put his face a scant inch away from Blaziken's.

What's the big idea, asshole? You punch my lights out and then bring me to your trainer for show and tell?! Seedot barked at Blaziken.

I thought I killed you. Blaziken said, relief in his voice.

Ha! You wish dipshit! Takes more than that to take out ol'e Seedot!

You scared the crap out of me. What was that falling from the tree all about? Blaziken asked, reproach now layered his voice.

I scared you? What the hell?! Why didn't you run? Do you just start punching things when you're scared?! Seedot shouted at Blaziken.

Yes. Blaziken answered.

What did you expect?

Seedot was staggered. It took him a moment to gather his stunned thoughts and respond.

What did I expect? Seedot said incredulously, I expected you to run like a coward! Not for you to attack me!

That was foolish of you. Blaziken admonished.

Oh, I'm sorry. Seedot shot back sarcastically.

Normally when I scare someone, they're smart enough to run. I guess I shouldn't try and scare idiots like you.

That would be wise on your part. Blaziken answered calmly. May pushed herself in between the two arguing pokemon.

"Ummm… I'm sensing a lot of hostility here. Can you two just kiss and makeup?" May suggested with a nervous smile.

Hey bimbo, does it look like either one of us has lips? Also, no. I'd rather kiss you than that fucking chicken. Seedot said. Blaziken rapped him on the head.

Watch your mouth. Blaziken said dangerously.

Or what, motherfucker? You wanna break your knuckles trying to beat my sweet ass? Seedot shouted back. Blaziken slammed his face into Seedot's.

Stop. Fucking. With. Me. Blaziken warned Seedot.

Bring it jackass! I'm not scared of you, bitch! Seedot answered, pushing his face against Blaziken's. The sound of laughter caused both of them to look at May.

"You two are quite the pair." She giggled.

What is she on about? Seedot asked.

I haven't got a clue. Blaziken told him.

"What do you say, Blaziken? He's got real spunk standing up to you like that." May said.

Okay, what's going on? Asked Seedot. Blaziken stood back and looked him up and down.

I don't know, May. He's got spirit, but one hell of a dirty mouth. Oh, and no arms. Blaziken said.

I don't need arms to kick your sorry ass!

"I think he's kind of cute. Plus he took a hit from you, and doesn't seem to feel it anymore." May said with a big grin on her face.

You hear that birdbrain? My shit's cute. And you couldn't do jack crap to me. This chick knows quality when she sees it. Seedot shot at Blaziken.

I suppose we could do worse. It beats having a Zigzagoon as a partner. Blaziken said.

I guess I'm in then. By the way, what the hell are you two talking about? Seedot paused, the question had never been answered.

Oh, you know, you joining us on our journey. We'll get into lots of fights and near death situations. We may even die. Blaziken smiled at him.

You still in?

You bet your sweet ass! Seedot said, completely unfazed.

I think you're going to do just fine, once we beat the incessant cursing out of you. Blaziken said fondly, running a talon over Seedot's head.

Also once you grow a pair of arms. Blaziken added jokingly.

Fuck you, and fuck your fucking arms. And watch the stem! I don't need you fucking up my looks anymore than you will by associating with me.

Yeah, you're going to do just fine. Blaziken said, chuckling. Turning to May, he nodded. Seedot looked up at her, and puffed himself up.

"He's so cute!" May shrieked, grabbing Seedot and giggling.

Ugh… Watch the merchandise. Is she always like this? Seedot asked Blaziken.

She grows on you. Also, better you than me. Blaziken said with a smile

Great… Seedot groaned as May tucked flowers into his capula.

Chapter 17: A Change of Pace, an Angel's Truth

The storm abated about halfway through the day. May and Blaziken started their trip towards Oldale, intent on sleeping somewhere other than on the ground tonight. Seedot had opted to nap in his pokeball. Why walk when you could ride? The sun was just beginning to pierce the clouds when May and Blaziken came across their next challenger.

"You're that young lady with the Blaziken, I presume?" A well dressed young man asked May.

"I've heard quite a bit about you in Oldale town. Seems like you're pretty talented. Would you indulge me with a pokemon battle?" Trainers came in all shapes and sizes. Some even appeared with tailored suits.

"Uh, sure." Said May, taken aback at his formalities. The well spoken trainer straightened his back.

"Modest as well, truly a pleasure to meet you-?" He said, extending his hand.

"My name is May, and you-" May paused as the well spoken trainer kissed the back of her hand.

"-Are?" May asked breathlessly.

Oh, boy. We got a smoothie. Jordan thought, looking at the well spoken trainer.

Careful May, these guys put on a good show, but they're really animals at heart. Jordan observed the effect the well spoken trainer was having on May.

"Isaac, charmed." The well spoken trainer said with a sweeping bow.

Definitely a dandy. Don't give him the puppy dog eyes May, he can smell your weakness.

Too late. May swooned.

Aw, crap. Jordan groaned inwardly. He didn't want her distracted by the other trainer when he was battling.

"Well then lady May, shall we begin?" Isaac asked.

"Let's." Lady May's eyes twinkled. Blaziken moved in between them, preparing for the fight. May put a hand on his shoulder.

"Why don't we let Seedot have a chance?" May suggested. Blaziken smiled.

Yeah, I could use a laugh too. Jordan thought, knowing May's expectations were completely different from his own. Falling behind her, Blaziken relinquished the field to Seedot.

Try not to muck it up. Jordan thought has May released Seedot into the battle.

"Show me what you've got, Seedot!" May hollered as she threw the pokeball.

"Taillow, Let's wrap this up quickly." said Isaac, tossing his pokeball onto the field.

Hell yeah! Said Seedot when he entered the field. Looking at the Taillow he was to fight, Seedot started trash talking.

I'm gonna kick your feathered ass so hard, you're momma's gonna think the holiday turkey came early. Jordan face palmed. The Taillow just glared at Seedot.

Okay, now I am beginning to regret bringing him along. Jordan thought.

Smear that acorn! Jordan shouted. The Taillow smiled with her eyes.

Hey, fuck you! Seedot hollered at Jordan.

"Taillow peck his eyes out!" Commanded Isaac.

"Seedot, tackle that bird out of the sky!" Shouted May.

This is going to be awesome. Jordan thought, spitefully. Seedot jumped at the Taillow and missed. Sweeping around, Taillow prepared to attack Seedot. Seedot, held his ground. Jordan watched, and realized that Seedot wasn't taking any evasive action.

Seedot, get out of the way! Jordan shouted, concern overriding his ill wishes.

Fuck you! I can fucking take it! Seedot shouted angrily at Jordan. Glaring at the approaching Taillow, Seedot started using his favorite word again.

Fucking come and get it- OW! MOTHERFUCKER! Seedot broke into a run, with Taillow in pecking pursuit.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Seedot was a broken record. Seedot ran in circles as Taillow chased him, While Jordan leaned on May, his gut hurting from suppressed laughter. May however, not privy to the profanities spewed by her pokemon and the ensuing justice pursuing him, was concerned.

"Come on Seedot, attack!" May called out, worried about her new pokemon.

Eat shit, motherfucker! Seedot turned at Taillow and surprising all watching, rapidly blew a line of seeds and resin from his mouth, catching Taillow in the face. Pulling off from her attack, Taillow flew out of the reach of Seedot's seeds.

Shit yeah! Come back and get what's coming for you! Seedot taunted Taillow.

"Taillow, I grow weary of looking at that acorn. Be a brave bird will you, and take it out for me?" Isaac told his Taillow. Taillow flew into the sky, gaining height for it's next attack. May and Jordan tensed. They'd seen this attack before.

"Seedot, stay on the defensive!" May grabbed Jordan's arm, remembering how she had been on the receiving end of that attack.

Seedot, don't move until you see Taillow's talons come out! Then roll left and attack! Jordan's tone was both serious and worried. Seedot could get badly hurt from this attack.

Got it! Seedot hollered back, confident. Blaziken sounded concerned, and that was something new. Seedot saw Taillow tuck into a dive, folding her wings against her sides. Taillow plummeted towards Seedot. Seedot stood his ground, waiting for the que to evade. Taillow held her dive, intent on finishing this vile little acorn in one strike. Leveling with the ground, Taillow began to pull out of the dive, holding onto as much momentum as her wings could bear. Stretching her talons forward, she saw the Seedot crouch.

He's just going to stand there and take it? What an idiot! Taillow thought. At the last moment, when Taillow was completely committed to her attack, Seedot rolled out of the way. Nearly colliding with the ground, Taillow struggled to direct her thrust into altitude. Curving to the side, her wings strained to handle the change in direction and velocity.

Seedot started spitting seeds after his struggling target. He missed by a mile.

Lead your target! Aim at where they're going to be, not at them! Jordan shouted to Seedot, a lump in his throat. Seedot was too busy using his mouth to spit seeds to tell Blaziken to fuck off. Never the less, Seedot heeded Blaziken's advice, and adjusted his aim. Pegging Taillow's stressed wings in a crucial moment of adjustment caused Taillow to spiral out of control and crash into the ground. Ceasing his spray of seeds, Seedot stared in amazement at his fallen foe. Overcoming his disbelief, Seedot charged over to Taillow and headbutted his opponent.

Fuck yeah! Lika boss! Seedot jumped into the air, displaying his typical lack of tack.

"Way to go Seedot! That was awesome!" May shouted in glee.

May, don't encourage him. Seedot, good job. Now shut your mouth. Jordan walked over to the injured Taillow as Seedot ran into May's open arms. Helping the bird pokemon to her feet, Jordan apologized.

Sorry about him. He's a bit of a dick.

You don't say. Taillow glowered at the gloating Seedot.

Don't worry. I'll kick his ass for you later. Jordan reassured her.

Sounds like you're looking forward to it. Taillow smiled at Jordan.

Is it that obvious? Jordan asked as Taillow fluttered back to her trainer's arm.

"An impressive battle, to be sure." Isaac interrupted May's celebrations.

"Care for a second round?" Isaac asked her.

I'll handle this one. Jordan looked at May.

That is, unless you want to try again? Jordan asked Seedot.

Hell no. You gotta earn your keep! Shouted Seedot, cocky as ever.

"Sure, Blaziken looks like he wants to have a go!" May said enthusiastically.

"Alright then, your Blaziken versus my Electrike. This should be interesting." Isaac drew his next pokeball.

"Show them what power money can buy, Electrike!" A green and yellow cross between a lion and a hound appeared.

"Electrike, use a thundersh-" Isaac hadn't even finished speaking when the road exploded in front of Electrike. Stones erupted in a huge V-shaped pattern around Electrike, leaving him unscathed. Flames rose from the broken ground surrounding the devastation. Blaziken had struck with such speed and power that he had stunned everyone, including May. Blaziken's foot was buried in the ground, a hair's width from the tip of Electrike's nose. Leaning down, so that his face was a few inches from the shell shocked Electrike, Blaziken uttered his ultimatum.

Boo.

Jordan blew smoke on the terrified Electrike, who decided it was best to roll over and play dead. The match was over.

Show off. Muttered Seedot, retreating to his pokeball. May managed to close her mouth. She hadn't even seen Blaziken move. She had no idea he was in front of Electrike until the dust had settled. Looking at the damage he had done to the ground, May finally understood why everyone was in awe of Blaziken. That was power.

No wonder why dad doesn't want them in the gym… He could level a house in one blow...

Even after such a display of terrifying power, Blaziken's inherent gentleness predominated. Lifting the uninjured Electrike out from the center of the rubble, Blaziken stroked him reassuringly. Walking towards Isaac, Blaziken deposited Electrike into his trainer's arms, who was unaccustomed to such weight.

I hope you don't mind, Jordan explained to the still stunned Electrike, I just didn't want to hurt you.

Thanks. I guess… Electrike said nervously. Giving the little electric pooch a pat on the head, Jordan looked the gaping Isaac in the eye. Turning back to May, who still was struggling to find her voice, Jordan headed her way. A clapping behind him caused Jordan to pause and called May back to reality.

"A stunning performance! I've never seen such strength! Your Blaziken is surely a diamond among stones! Name your price!" Isaac said beaming.

Jordan stiffened in cold disbelief.

What did you say?

May, likewise, was scandalized.

"I would sooner sell you my arms then I would sell you a feather from Blaziken." May said coldly.

"Come now, there must be something you would consider for trade?" Isaac's voice softened, attempting to woo May. May looked down at ground, her mouth formed a straight line.

"You make me sick." May said, stunning Jordan and Isaac.

"My pokemon are my family, and I would never consider selling my family. What are your pokemon to you?" Raising her head, May glared at Isaac, showing a side to her character Jordan had never seen before. She was unyielding. She was no longer the giggling, needy, giving, go-lucky little girl Jordan had come to love. She was strong. She defended her family with an adamant will. And Jordan adored her all the more for it.

"I didn't mean-" Isaac started, losing confidence.

"Come on Blaziken, the air smells foul here." Turning and walking away without waiting for Blaziken to close his mouth, May started down the road towards Oldale town. Shooting Isaac a look accompanied by a snort, Jordan walked after her.

May was quiet. Blaziken caught up to her. She couldn't speak. A powerful anger rose within her.

Who does he think he is? Treating pokemon like property? Didn't anyone teach him that it's wrong? May ground her teeth. She had just about punched Isaac in the mouth. May wished she had. May's fists clenched as she imagined slugging Isaac in the face.

Oh, it would have felt so good. May thought imagining herself busting her knuckles in the effort of breaking Isaac's jaw. She felt a talon on her shoulder. Blaziken looked at her, concerned.

"How could he?" May asked him, choking on the words.

"How could he put a pricetag on you? What was he thinking? That I'd sell you for some shitty diamonds?" Tears of hot rage boiled in May's eyes.

"I should've hurt him for being so stupid." Blaziken lifted her off her feet and pulled her against his chest, cradling her. Blaziken continued walking while he carried her. Throwing her arms around Blaziken's shoulders, May buried her face in his neck.

"I'd rather die than lose you." May whispered into Blaziken's feathers. Blaziken stopped. He looked at her with such love and fear, May felt slightly awkward.

"You would die for me." May spoke strongly, "I would do the same for you."

A tear fell from Jordan's eye. His knees wobbled. Clearing his throat, Jordan pressed on. Carrying his savior. His little brown haired angel. What Jordan felt for May now was the single strongest love he had known since Chrissie had told Jordan that same thing.

May... Oh God, May... What are you doing to me?

Chapter 18: An Old Friend, Blaziken's First Challenge

Oldale town was on the horizon. May walked alongside Jordan. They had had a couple of battles along the way, but neither May nor Jordan had much heart for them. Blaziken had ended all of the matches in seconds, just trying to get away from the incessant waves of trainers and their pokemon looking for a good time. There was none to be had when May and Jordan were like this. Praise and whining fell on deaf ears. May and Jordan just wanted to be alone with each other. Jordan couldn't find a way to express the conflict May had awoken in him. He wanted to hold her, he wanted to tell her how proud he was of her. He was dying to tell her he loved her. And he couldn't. Jordan's lack of a voice had never cut as deep as it was slicing into him now.

May longed for Blaziken. She wanted him in a way that was both spiritual and physical. She shuddered at the images her mind conjured for her. They were embarrassing. They were carnal. They were awkward. And May had never wanted to act upon such impulses as powerfully as she did now. May wanted to hold Blaziken. But if May touched him, that naked animal that looked like her in May's mind might rear up and take Blaziken away from her. May was terrified of what she might do to him. May didn't even understand what she wanted to do to Blaziken. May tried to keep her distance, without appearing to keep her distance.

Due to Blaziken's pensive mood, it wasn't hard for May to maintain subtlety. But Blaziken's sorrowful expression made it all the more difficult for May to resist the temptation to reach out to him.

What is wrong with me? May beat herself up inwardly. Every time May looked at Blaziken she saw her hands running across his body. May saw her lips kissing Blaziken's throat. May imagined herself drowning in a bed of soft red feathers that smelt of fire. Blaziken was beautiful to her. Regal, noble, proud. Blaziken's body was made of the most exquisite weapons, and was covered in a soft layer of desire, hiding the danger beneath a downy coat. And even deeper than those weapons, that masculine and animalistic beauty, was a heart of passion. May had never known a creature to possess such strong emotions. Blaziken was so gentle and caring, it seemed like someone had played a cruel joke on May by sticking that beautiful heart in such a gorgeous body. How could May resist what her blood told her? But May had to. May was terrified of hurting Blaziken.

Jordan couldn't look at May. Everytime he did, Jordan saw Chrissie staring back at him. Jordan had loved Chrissie with all the love a brother could give. And he had failed her. May was so similar, Jordan could have sworn his mind had fabricated her in Chrissie's image. Jordan was terrified he would lose May, like he had lost Chrissie. Jordan's heart couldn't take another loss like that. Jordan knew what he would do to himself if he lost May. Jordan had been granted a second chance. He would not suffer a third.

May, you had better not die. Not for me. I don't know if I could live without you. No. I couldn't live without you. Please, May, If one of us must die, let it be me. You still have a family. You still have a future. May, you are my only future. You are my only family. Please don't talk about dying.

Please don't leave me…

Chrissie's words coming from Jordan's own mouth felt as if they could kill him. Jordan stopped, and fell to his talons and knees. Jordan couldn't stop crying. He hadn't cried in years. No matter the misery, Jordan couldn't cry. Now that he knew what joy was, he cried from the fear of losing it. May rushed to Jordan, the animal in her forgotten. She touched him without fear. May held Blaziken knowing that she would never hurt him. Blaziken was so beautiful now, May couldn't stop herself from crying. Jordan looked at her, and saw Chrissie. Jordan saw the tears he had caused her. Pulling May towards him, Jordan's heart welled with love. They cried together, until the river of tears ran dry.

I love you too damn much, May. Promise me… promise me you'll never… Jordan couldn't finish. It was too much. Jordan truly felt as if his love for May could kill him.

"Blaziken, I'm here for you…" May didn't know what else to say. May knew she had broken Blaziken somehow. May was the reason he hurt so much right now. She hated herself, but loved Blaziken too much to leave him.

"And I will always be here for you." A fresh wave tears poured from May's eyes. Blaziken's embrace tightened, strangling her. May didn't care.

"I love you…" May poisoned his heart with her fading breath.

They entered Oldale town exhausted. May got a room in the local hotel with the money she had made from the battles. Sinking into a hot bath all alone, May could at last relax. Blaziken had crashed on the floor, so weary he fell asleep in seconds. May had left the bathroom door slightly opened so she could see Blaziken. May had never imagined Blaziken to be as powerful as he had shown himself to be today. May had never dreamed that Blaziken could be so vulnerable as he was just an hour ago. Seeing Blaziken peacefully asleep on the floor, May's animal awoke. Closing the door quietly, May denied her animal it's cravings. Her animal tortured May with tantalizing images. A warmth that May had never experienced rose from between her thighs. Touching herself and finding relief in the ecstasy of doing so, May fed her animal. Taking sharp breaths as she felt the inside of herself, May thought of Blaziken. Thought of him entering her. A sudden clenching in her thighs prompted a deeper probing. Inserting a second finger and pumping hard, May imagine looking into Blaziken's eyes as he lay over her, May felt his hot breath part her hair. May imagined Blaziken nibbling her neck and shoulders with his beak. Another finger entered her, and May accelerated her circular thrusts to a violent speed. May felt Blaziken move with her, felt those talons dig into her, she kissed every inch of his beak and face, May bit down on the tissue that connected his neck to his shoulders and sucked. May's back clenched. Her legs locked up. May's breath stopped as her heart gave a massive thud. A pulse moved across May's abdomen, centered on the part of her body that was unique to her gender.

May had never known such a complex sensation. She finally drew a shaky breath, and her heart began beating once more. The animal faded from May's mind, leaving her dirty and alone. May emptied the tub, and cleaned her nether regions vigorously. May felt wrong. She felt cheated. In those final moments, May had wanted Blaziken to share that sensation with her. Without him, it was impure and incomplete.

Finally, convinced no amount of cleaning would relieve herself of her crawling skin, May went to bed. Looking over to Blaziken where he slept on the floor, May was compelled to wake him, and bring him to her bed. Blaziken hesitated, but May turned away from him and pretended to sleep. Crawling under the sheets with May, Blaziken stroked her back, mesmerizing May with his touch. May didn't fear the animal anymore. It was gone. May could love Blaziken for being Blaziken again, and not dread what sick part of her wanted to consume him.

The morning came too soon. Jordan woke and looked at May, still trying to figure out what he was doing in her bed. Jordan shouldn't be here. This was wrong. Nothing had happened, but Jordan feared he had somehow betrayed his promise to Norman.

Nothing happened you idiot, so calm down. She probably just didn't want you to sleep on the floor. She's too young to know what her invitation could be interpreted as. You didn't think any dirty thoughts about her, so stop worrying. Relaxing, Jordan once again started stroking May's back with the dull side of his talon. She woke slowly and peacefully. Turning to Jordan, May's eyes glistened as she kissed him on his beak.

"Good morning you." May said a sleepy smile. Jordan started. May's behavior was making his feathers stand on end.

May, nothing happened, right? I didn't somehow forget about us doing something stupid, did I? Jordan was terrified. May stretched and smiled at him.

"I slept so well last night- Blaziken what is it?" May asked noticing his alarmed expression. "Are you okay?"

Nothing happened, I'm sure of it. Why did she kiss me and look at me like that? Jordan tried to relax, settling against the pillows and looking at the ceiling. May reached over and held him with such familiarity, Jordan jumped.

"Oooh, are you ticklish?" May giggled.

Stop that May, you're scaring me. May began stroking Jordan's chest.

I have to get out of this bed NOW. Jordan thought. May wasn't acting right. Or, at least, May wasn't acting the way she should have if nothing did happen last night. Pulling himself out of bed, Jordan limbered up. May stretched and uttered the most innocent and awkwardly phrased question that could be asked at a time like this.

"So, what are we doing for breakfast?"

I'm taking a bath and locking the door. Jordan thought nervously. He must have been misreading everything in his moment of paranoia.

Just… just give me some time, May. I'm not thinking straight.

May smiled at him, yawned cutely, and stretched again in a way that was unnessarily seductive.

May, what did you do? Jordan wondered, missing her innocence.

Jordan's fears were unfounded. Their room was free of smells or stains that would have indicated activities of a less than savory nature. The bathroom possessed a peculiar odor, but given that this was a hotel, Jordan expected nothing less. Washing himself in the tub, Jordan had declined the temptation to lock the door. He trusted May, as unnerving as her behavior had been. Jordan was sure fear had gotten the better of him, making him see things that weren't there. Jordan loved May, but his love for her was like a brother's love for a sister. And besides, Jordan was a pokemon now. There was no way May would be attracted to a pokemon. He hoped.

Lifting his feathers, Jordan removed the bandages that had covered the wounds from his fight with Swellow. Jordan's new body apparently healed at a faster rate than that of his old human body. There was little trace of his previous injuries. Taking a bar of soap and a brush, Jordan set down to cleaning himself. Though not given to vanity, Jordan had not had a proper bath since Grace had washed him five days ago. Jordan's proficiently and dedication to his hygiene was born of a pleasure of bathing like a human would, not any actual attempt to make himself more appealing. Never the less, Jordan scrubbed until his bristles softened, his feathers shown with a metallic luster, and his beak and crest squeaked at his lightest touch. Removing dead and rough skin from his talons, Jordan's once gruesome scaled fingers and palms glistened like snakeskin. Rubbing his black claws until they looked like polished hematite, Jordan finally satisfied his craving for a deep cleaning. Carefully letting the flames emanating from his body dry him, Jordan left the bathroom without even looking in the mirror. If he had, May's reaction would have been understandable.

"Oh! Oh my…" May's eyes widened, and her hand found it's way to her mouth. Worried that he might have accidently peeled his face off with the soap and brush, Jordan returned to the bathroom to inspect the mirror. Oh my, was right.

What the hell happened to me? He was looking into a different face. Not his human face of course, but some of his features had changed, as subtly as a shave and removal of excess hair and oil would on the face of a man. Jordan's rostrum reflected light like red ivory, and his coloration had changed to an almost metallic luster. Feathers now laid in an orderly pattern, making Jordan's appearance trimmer and that much more fierce.

It almost doesn't look real… Jordan looked less a monster now than he did a show pokemon. May appeared in the doorway behind him, marveling at how he had suddenly become incandescent.

"Come on," May said after taking a moment to soak in Blaziken's newfound shine.

"I brought you breakfast."

She had. A plate stacked with a variety of foods and far more than Jordan could eat. As Jordan settled down for his morning meal, May procured her personal hair brush. Straightening out the bristles of shoulders, back, and chest, May labored to complete the ensemble. Turning from the bristles of his back and to the bristles of his fins, May began rebraiding them. Jordan pushed away the vase of flowers in center of table, intent on keeping them out of May's reach. May giggled.

"Don't worry, flowers would just ruin your look." May assured Jordan. May sighed.

"Still, I wish I had some bells…"

Jordan groaned.

May and Jordan left the hotel after May had perfected Jordan's braids, right down to the curve of the tufts at the end of the knots. Jordan would have been happy to leave town, but May wanted to explore a bit. As it happened, a good deal of the trainers that Jordan and May had beaten called Oldale town home, confirming Isaac's claim of notoriety. May and Jordan were local legends, who had crushed every trainer that they had come across. May and Jordan came across many familiar faces, and drew a surprising crowd. Amazingly, not one of the trainers asked for a rematch. They ran into the youngster who had served as their first opponent. He shyly apologized to May for calling her "a bad word." Jordan decided to forgive him and gave the startled youngster a ride on Jordan's shoulders. They were also greeted by May's new best friend, Clara, the lass who served as their second opponent and first successful match.

Clara came bearing May's fondest desire and Jordan's worst nightmare: A string of bells. Insisting that Blaziken should wear the bells immediately, May and Clara forced him to sit down in the center of town, stripping him of his dignity while they wove Jordan's braids with the bells.

I feel like a clown. I hate clowns. Jordan thought begrudgingly, while Clara hung from him giggling. May sat back and laughed. Everytime Jordan turned his head, his ears were assaulted by the jingling of bells.

"I wish I had some red nail polish!" Clara said as she let Blaziken go. Jordan cringed.

"I thought gold might suit him better." May said peevishly. Blaziken looked at her in horror.

May, I'm already wearing the stupid fucking bells. Jordan told her with a grumpy expression.

Don't push your luck.

"We still have some bells. Do you have any other pokemon?" Clara asked.

"Oh yeah, I have Seedot!" May said, suddenly remembering the newest addition to the team. As May was pulling out Seedot's pokeball, Jordan smiled.

This I've got to see.

What are you fuckers up too? Having a party without me? Seedot gave them all his most courteous greeting. He got his answer right away. No sooner had he appeared, then Clara "awwwed," and strapped a bell to Seedot's stem with a ribbon.

Hey, watch the merchandise! Sadly, for Jordan, Seedot didn't mind his bell as much as Jordan did.

You look like an idiot. Seedot informed Jordan while a gaggle of girls spoke animatedly with May, leaving the two pokemon to resent each other's company.

Correction, WE look like idiots. Jordan reminded Seedot.

What? No dumbass. I totally rock this swag. Seedot said, aggravating Jordan to no end.

Bullshit. You look like a festive platter for cookies. Jordan grumbled.

Speaking of festive cookies, watch this and learn, you fuck ugly fowl. Seedot began to perform a little dance, jingling his bell. Every girl within a thirty foot radius swooned and "awwwed."

That's right bitches, Seedot's in town!

You are a shameless, depraved nutball. Jordan informed Seedot, as the two of them were drowned in a lake of giggling, grasping girls.

Shut up and enjoy it. Seedot said as a older girl lifted him and pressed him against her blossoming chest.

Oh yeah, let me smell those tatas. Seedot nuzzled his happy victim.

You lecherous little seed! Jordan said as he spiked Seedot out of the girls arms.

"Ooohhh!" The crowd of girls surrounded Blaziken angrily.

Why the hell are they taking your side?

'Cause I got the magic touch when it comes to hoes, you stupid motherfucker. Seedot informed him.

Right, and my foot has a primordial sense of justice. Jordan kicked Seedot clear of the crowd, who gasped and chased after the lecherous little seed. May and Clara stayed behind, laughing at the exchange between the two pokemon.

May, do you know what your Seedot has been saying all this time?

Of course she didn't. She didn't know what Jordan was saying either.

Watching Seedot get carried off by the group of hapless girls, Jordan felt stab of worry. They were completely oblivious to the despicable nature of the predator they idolized.

"Relax, Blaziken. Seedot will be fine. I'm sure he can handle a group of girls." May followed his worried glance, misinterpreting his concern.

Oh yeah, he can handle a group of girls. And he's going to get away with it too. Jordan shuddered, causing his bells to jingle. Still, he couldn't help but admire the little bastard's cunning. Seedot would violate those girls, and they would love him for it.

What an asshole.

"So you came from Littleroot?" Clara asked May.

"Do you know a trainer named Brendan?"

"You know Brendan?! Was he in town recently?!" May's excitement at the mention of her childhood friend was overwhelming.

"Yeah, he was. He came down from route 103 just yesterday and headed out to route 102 to learn about the pokemon that live there." Clara said.

"He should come back into town tonight. He's a really strong trainer. His Marshtomp is almost as strong as your Blaziken."

"Wow, Brendan…" May looked towards the town gate that led to route 102.

"He left town two weeks before me. I'm glad to hear he's okay." May said looking to the western gate.

"Just wait in town until tonight. He's bound to show up at the pokemon center." Clara told May. After a moment of watching May, the predictable question was asked.

"Sooo… Are you two like, an item?" Clara asked May.

"What? No." May didn't skip a beat. Her sudden conviction surprised both Jordan and Clara. The way May had been looking at the gate and softness of her voice had led both of them to believe a certain attraction between May and Brendan.

"Are you sure? He's a handsome one." Clara pressed May, clearly confused to how easily May dismissed Brendan and herself being a potential couple.

"I'm positive. He's sweet, and intelligent, and well dressed… and handsome… but he's not my type." May said it with such modesty, it was hard to doubt her.

"Then what kind of man is your type?" Clara giggled. May's eyes wandered over Clara's shoulder.

Uh, May? Why are you looking at me? Jordan thought nervously.

Seedot eventually returned, looking as if a parkinson's diseased Picasso had worked him over with a makeup brush. Jordan fell to the ground laughing.

Oh yeah, you totally rock that swag. Jordan informed Seedot when Jordan could breath again.

Shut your mouth. Things got really freaky there at the end.

Says the painted walnut with the magic touch. Jordan cackled.

Go fuck yourself. Grumbled Seedot.

Serves you fucking right. Jordan used Seedot's trademark word.

"Seedot, what on earth happened to your face? Did you fall into a vat of paint?" May unknowingly mocked him.

You guys can all just shut the hell up, thanks. Seedot's pride was too wounded to tolerate anymore sarcasm.

Must suck, not having arms to wipe all that shit off. Jordan didn't care about Seedot's nonexistent pride. Seedot fell into the grass, and rolled around, trying to wipe the makeup off.

That better jackass? No arms required.

Jordan started laughing again. Seedot had smeared the makeup, and had added dirt, dead leaves, and blades of grass to his foundation.

No. Yes! Jordan wheezed.

Fuck you then. Seedot disappeared into his pokeball, leaving Jordan to catch his breath again. For all the mayhem Seedot invited, he made more mirth for Jordan than anything else. Jordan couldn't remember laughing this hard in his life. He hadn't had much to laugh about these last five years.

May looked at Blaziken, whose eyes watered and who was bent double clutching his gut. The trilling he had been making combined with his other symptoms suggested laughter. May had never seen Blaziken so overcome by laughter before. Knowing the cause of his mirth, May smiled at the pokeball that hid the ashamed Seedot.

"Thank you, Seedot. You're proving to be a valuable asset to our team." May looked up at the wheezing Blaziken.

"In more ways than one."

Jordan went to May, and leaned on her shoulder, still chortling. Their journey had barely started, and they had suffered more than one emotional breakdown. They had a volatile argument. They had a couple of close calls. They had a couple of weird moments that neither one of them knew how to handle. And Jordan couldn't wait to continue. For all the crazy things that happened in the last three days, Jordan had never felt so good in his life. For the most part, all his problems could solved far easier than his problems in Glavisdale or even Littleroot. With the exclusion of some of the baggage Jordan carried with him from those places, Jordan felt as if he could handle anything. He looked at May with such joy, he felt as if his chest would burst.

May was amazed at the sudden transformation in Blaziken. He had always been withdrawn, or detached. The only powerful emotions that May had witnessed from him were generally those of a more depressed nature. This was the first time Blaziken had displayed a sense of joy with a strength to rival that of his agony. Blaziken's current state drove away the terrible events of yesterday that haunted them both. Everything that had seemed so impassable yesterday now felt like a distant memory. The animal in May purred. The presence had never left May. The animal had merely gone to sleep for a little while.

Blaziken straightened himself, and once again, he was the stoic and strong protector May knew and loved. Though his eyes no longer plainly showed his pain, the shadows of sorrow still hung in the corners. The moment hadn't fully passed, but Blaziken was regressing into his old self, drowning all the hope May had for him being freed from his grief at last.

Well, at least it's a step in the right direction. May thought sadly, looking at her tragic and noble Blaziken.

The rest of the day progressed smoothly. Blaziken kept his bells in, despite Clara's concern that he would remove them the instant she and May looked away. The cyclists May and Blaziken had defeated yesterday showed up and insisted on letting Mienfoo and Blaziken sparr. Blaziken was keen to finally practice his art, and more than happy to instruct the moody Mienfoo in new forms and strikes. Watching the two pokemon play in mock fight, May couldn't help but notice how Blaziken was both patient and positive in his tutelage of the temperamental Mienfoo. He really did have a soft side to him. The practicing pokemon started drawing a crowd, who was amazed at Blaziken's grace and fluid speed. Mienfoo struggled to match Blaziken's performance, an endeavor that Blaziken supported, often breaking his own dance to adjust the stances and position of Mienfoo.

"He's just big scarey softie, isn't he?" Clara said, watching Blaziken once again reposition Mienfoo's arms.

"Yeah, he's definitely more of a lover than he is a fighter." May said fondly. Clara shot May a strange look.

"What?" Asked May.

"Just your voice then. You sounded like you were dreaming." Clara teased.

"I-what?-No!" May sounded flustered.

"Do you have a crush on Blaziken?" Clara smiled, jokingly.

"What?! No!" May felt her face turn red.

"Oooh! Brendan should be so jealous! To not have gotten such a reaction? Oh May, you would break that poor boy's heart." Clara teased May mercilessly.

Night came without incident, and found May and Jordan waiting in front of Oldale's pokemon center. May had been looking forward to meeting Brendan all day, but as the minutes turned into hours, it seemed as if Brendan wasn't coming into town tonight. When midnight shifted into early morning, a weary May admitted defeat.

"It's a shame," May told Jordan.

"I really wanted you to meet him." May was tired and Brendan's absence saddened her. It had been almost three weeks since May had last seen her childhood friend. Looking towards the west gate, May shuddered.

"I hope he's okay." May said worriedly.

I'm sure he's fine May. What say you and I get some sleep? Jordan placed a talon firmly on May's shoulder, squeezing reassuringly.

"Come on Blaziken. Let's get back to the hotel." May said, taking her eyes off of the west gate.

When the two of them returned to their room, Jordan tossed some pillows on the floor, drawing a wounded look from May.

"You don't want to sleep with me tonight?" May pouted.

Oh, May. If you knew what that sounded like to me, you would understand why I'm sleeping on the floor.

"Please?" May made the puppy dog face at Jordan, and patted the bed under her.

May, you really have no idea how awkward you're making this, do you? Jordan sighed, and sat down on the bed. Gently pushing May into her pillows, Jordan once again began stroking her back.

I won't sleep with you May, but I will be next to you when you go to sleep. May sighed as Jordan eased her into sleep.

"Why are you so good to me, Blaziken?" May asked. Jordan ran a talon across May's face, tucking her hair behind an ear. Stroking her cheek with the softest part of his digits, Blaziken leaned down, and lightly blew hot air in her ear.

Because I love you, May. Jordan whispered. May rolled over and looked Jordan in the eyes. Reaching up, May cupped his jaw with one hand, and rubbed his beak with the other.

"Blaziken I…" May stopped. Her eyes fell, and her mouth frowned. Turning back into her pillows, May buried her face.

"It's nothing Blaziken. Forget I said anything." May curled up into ball and hugged her knees. Jordan knew she was crying, silently, softly into her pillow. Wrapping both arms around May, he curled up around her, forming a protective shell. Resting his head just above May's, Jordan nuzzled her hair. May lifted her tear stained face and ran a finger underneath Blaziken's soft green eyes.

"I love you." May arched her back against Jordan's chest and snuggled into her sheets. Pulling Jordan's arm under her chin, May at last fell asleep. Stroking May's shoulder, Jordan did not sleep. He watched over his ward through the rising of the sun, wondering why he couldn't bring himself to leave her side.

May woke late, surprised to find Blaziken still stroking her back. Looking at the exhausted pokemon, worry seized May's heart.

"You didn't sleep?" Blaziken shook his head.

"Was it… the dreams?" Blaziken's eyes darkened, and his body stiffened. Shaking his head vehemently, Jordan attempted to free himself of the reminder of those horrible nightmares.

"You just didn't sleep?" May asked concerned. Blaziken nodded.

"Blaziken, did I keep you awake?" May asked cautiously. Blaziken didn't answer. Seeing May growing upset with herself with his silence, Jordan grabbed her roughly, and sat on top of her.

"Blaziken, what are you-?" May's worried question was interrupted by a fit giggles. Blaziken was tickling her.

"Stop it, Stop it!" May laughed. Throwing a pillow on May's head, Jordan released her and rose from the bed. May pounced on his back, and dragged him back on to the bed.

"Uh-uh. It's your turn now!" May said as she straddled Jordan's hips.

May, get off. I'm not ticklish- Oh yeah… that's the stuff… ahhhh… May had begun rubbing Jordan's sweet spot under his beak. Causing him to arch his back and stretch across the entirety of the bed.

Don't stop, just keep… yeah… like that… Jordan's head bobbed against May's hand. His legs and arms clenched, pushing himself and May up and off the bed in one hard thrust.

I must look ridiculous right now… and I don't care. May wasn't laughing, but Jordan in his dazed state, didn't notice. Eye's closed, nerves tingling and going numb all throughout his body, Jordan never knew May leaned over him. Never saw the parting of her lips or the glistening of her eyes. He didn't hear the soft intakes of her breath. He was oblivious to the grinding of her hips against his.

May… oh May… this isn't right. No one should feel this good… May suddenly stopped. Her weight lifted from Jordan. Dazed, Jordan didn't realize where May had gone until he heard the bathroom door slam shut.

What was that all about? Jordan wondered as he stared at the bathroom door.

May ran to the mirror but refused to look in it. Turning back and walking shakily to the door, May turned violently and hurried back to mirror. Grasping the sides of the sink, May forced herself to look into the mirror. It was her face. Staring into her own eyes, May searched for some sign of the animal that had dictated her actions back in the room with Blaziken. May felt sick. She felt scared. Grabbing her pigtails May tugged them in fevered desperation.

"What's happening to me?" May asked her reflection, horrified.

She had felt it rising. She hadn't fought it. She hadn't stopped herself. May had welcomed it. Her animal had come forth with such strength, May feared she had lost control. She wanted him. She had him at her mercy. She could have done with him as she pleased. She had tried.

"I wasn't trying to hurt him," May told her reflection, "I just wanted something from him. Something he'd never give me. And I tried to take it." May gasped into the sink, fighting the urge to throw up. May's body knew what she wanted. Beneath Blaziken's feathers somewhere similar to where she possessed the opposite part, was what May's animal had desired. That part of him belonged inside of her. May would never feel complete without it. But Blaziken had to give it. May couldn't take it from him. If she tried, then it would all be made wrong. May knew that now. She felt the impurity of the act when she touched it.

"What am I going to do?" May asked herself miserably. Looking to the closed door behind her, May crept silently over towards the door. Opening it quietly, May looked into the bedroom. Blaziken had fallen asleep on the bed.

Go to him. Touch him. Put him inside you while he sleeps. And when he wakes, he'll have no choice. May's animal told her.

"No." May said. "Not like that. I want him to want it too." Closing the door, May returned to bathroom. Turning on the bath's faucets, May undressed herself. Climbing into the tub, May stroked herself in that most hallowed of bodily places. Feeding her animal, May suffered the guilt to keep Blaziken safe.

May dressed herself in silence. Grooming herself, May took her time. Her mind was clear now, even if her conscious wasn't. Once finished with her hygienic obligations, May left the bathroom. Looking over to the bed where Blaziken snoozed, May bit her lip. She wanted to wake him, but he needed his rest. Heading to the hotel door, May decided to have breakfast alone. She turned the knob, and paused. Looking over to Blaziken, May once again fought the urge to wake him.

"Let him sleep." May told herself.

"He'll be fine. and I need… a little more time away." No sooner than May had slipped away and closed the door, than Jordan began to pant and wheeze as a full bodied tremor drove him into a quivering ball.

May… Jordan cried, reaching out across the bed to where her body used to lay. The dream had been different from the others. Jordan had watched May die a thousand times, always saying those words to him.

I love you… Haunted words spoken from dead mouths using dying breaths. Rubbing his face, Jordan felt as if something had been torn away from him. Something was missing.

I need to find May, make sure it was all just a dream. Make sure she's still alive… Jordan shook himself. Of course she was still alive. It was just a dream, just a horrible…

"I love you…" May's voice whispered from above him. Blood dripped onto Jordan's back. May's body fell in pieces around him.

MAY! Jordan slammed his head off the bed stand. He was really awake now. The bed was in shambles. He might have destroyed the mattress. Pulling himself together, Jordan hurried to the door. He had to find May.

May had just started eating breakfast outside the local cafe. As she stuffed her face with sweetened pastries, a shadow fell across her. Shaking talons took her shoulders. Looking up, May was surprised to see an exhausted and relieved Blaziken looking down at her. Taking a seat across from her, Blaziken held himself, trying to repress his shakes.

"What happened?" May asked rushing to his side. Blaziken didn't look at her. He stared ahead into dead space with a lost and frightened expression in his eyes.

"It was the dreams, wasn't it?" May asked softly. Twitching his head into a nod, Blaziken finally managed to look at her. Pulling his shaking talons into her hands, May tried to comfort Blaziken. It was her fault, she realized. May had left him when he was weakest. May had left him because she was afraid of hurting him. And now Blaziken was hurt regardless. May sank under the burden of guilt. She couldn't look at him.

"I'm sorry Blaziken… I shouldn't have left you…" Wrestling one of his unstable talons under May's chin, Blaziken pushed her glance up and shook his head.

"It's my fault. I should have remembered… I should have stayed with you." May wouldn't let him forgive her. She couldn't forgive herself. Blaziken didn't know why May had left him alone. Remembering her promise to Norman, May swore she would never leave Blaziken whilst he slept. Blaziken pulled her close, and held her. Unbeknownst to them, a small crowd of people had gathered and were watching the exchange. The undefeated Blaziken was terrified witless, and his grinning go-lucky trainer beside herself with grief? What had happened between those two? Recognising that scene was ending and soon the onlookers would be discovered, most turned away and headed off pretending to have seen nothing. Some gaped like imbeciles, and were reminded to swallow by a glare from the infuriated May.

Blaziken was still a wreck. He had managed to stop shaking so much, but still avoided eye contact and displayed the fear and confusion associated with loss. Stroking Blaziken's shoulder until he had calmed down enough to eat something, May watched Blaziken in something akin to awe. It would never cease to amaze and grieve her to see him like this. It was such a strong contrast to Blaziken's normal confidence and calm collection.

"We'll be okay. Don't worry, I'll never leave you again." May told him. Blaziken nodded jerkily.

"May?" A familiar voice came from behind her. Turning slowly, May had yet to see who had said her name before she breathed his in disbelief.

"Brenden?"

"May! You made it!" Brendan quickly deposited his breakfast on a table a ran over to May. He surprised her with a hug, which May awkwardly returned.

"Brendan, what are you doing here? We waited all night in front of the pokemon center for you!" May sounded wounded.

"I thought something might have happened to you." Brendan broke away from the embrace.

"I couldn't make it into town last night. My dad needed me to take some soil samples, and check on a swarm of Taillows we've been keeping tabs on. Sorry about that, but I have to help my dad. His work is important." Brendan explained.

"Oh, well I'm just glad you're okay." May said, recovering from her shock.

"How is your dad by the way?"

"He's great! Apart from getting bitten by a wild Poochyena, he couldn't be better!" Brendan looked past May to the giant red bird that shared a table with her. It was observing Brendan with a keen eye.

"So this is Blaziken? My dad told me some of the story." Walking over to Jordan, Brendan extended a hand.

"For saving May and accompanying her on her adventure, you have my thanks." Brendan proclaimed. Jordan took Brendan's hand, and shook it warmly, finding Brendan every bit as likable as Professor Birch. Brendan looked over Blaziken carefully. Shadows gathered on the lids of his eyes, and a certain weariness slumped the pokemon's shoulders.

"He's just as big as my dad told me." Brendan informed May.

"I heard the two of you were coming into town yesterday morning. Something about a river of defeated trainers and the girl and her Blaziken that left a wake of destroyed dreams." Brendan said jokingly, his father's influence apparent in Brendan's humor. May slapped his shoulder, laughing.

"We had… an interesting trip." May said, giggling.

"I bet. I even hear tell there's a patch of road that was destroyed and the culprits eluded justice." Brendan teased.

"I'm sure you two had nothing to do with the appearance of an obelisk in the center of the road to Littleroot?"

May covered her mouth, and her eyes widened as a nervous giggle was smothered.

"No, I have no idea about that. It must have happened after Blaziken and I passed through. Right, Blaziken?" May asked, turning to Blaziken. Jordan just face palmed and shook his head, causing both May and Brendan to burst out laughing.

"Well, extensive vandalism and ruined trainers aside, how have you been, May?" Brendan asked.

"I've… been good." May lied. She had in a fashion, never been happier. But recent events were still too fresh to pass off. Her guilt of abandoning Blaziken and May's shame of indulging her darker side was at the top of the list. Looking back at Blaziken, May almost apologized again. catching herself, she turned to Brendan.

"Would you like to join us for breakfast?" May asked him.

"Absolutely!" Brendan grinned, grabbed his breakfast, and elected to sit between May and Jordan.

Brendan told them stories about his experiences as a trainer over their breakfast, giving the general mood a much needed lifting. May laughed and gasped as Brendan relegated her and Blaziken with a story about how Brendan had fallen into a patch of nettles pursuing a Zigzagoon which had stolen one of his shoes while Brendan had been bathing.

"Little guy dropped it eventually, but only after I was out of breath and had run my swelling bare bum through someone's picnic."

May laughed so hard that she sprayed Jordan with crumbs.

"Oops, sorry Blaziken." May said, pulling debris out of his feathers.

"So, would you tell me the story about how you and Blaziken met? My dad didn't give me any details, he just said that you'd been attacked and a crazy Blaziken showed up to save the day." May's face fell slightly. That was still on her list of unpleasant history. Blaziken noticed and reached across the table to take her hand in his talon. As he looked into May's eyes, Jordan told her, It's okay. I'm here. Go ahead and tell him. Drawing strength from Blaziken's reassuring glance and his presence, May related the story to Brendan. Throughout the tale, Brendan's face darkened, changing only to raise his eyebrows at Blaziken's acts of heroism.

"And then, after… the Swellow lost… Blaziken buried him and took me home. We've been pretty much inseparable since." May finished the story, giving Blaziken a soft smile.

"Wow…" Said Brendan regarding May and Blaziken with stunned eyes.

"Dad said it was pretty bad, but I never thought… They were trying to kill you?" Brendan looked at May, horrified. Shaking his head, Brendan looked at Jordan.

"Thank God that you showed up when you did. It's almost improbable enough to be a miracle." Brendan breathed in wonderment.

"To think of all things, a Blaziken popping up right in the nick of time. It's unbelievable." Brendan shook his head, unaware of the effects his words were having on Jordan.

So I'm not the only one who finds the circumstance and the outcome a little too convenient? Jordan thought, regarding Brendan. It felt frightening to hear someone else speak his concerns. Looking at his talons, Jordan couldn't help but feel like he and May had been brought together for a purpose. Had he been turned into a pokemon to save her? Jordan certainly wouldn't have been able to do anything but die next to her as a human.

Is it fate that gave me the means to save you May? Is it just coincidence that you can save me from my nightmares just by staying close? Are we on a journey together to see the world, or is there something else we were brought together to do? Jordan was both troubled and hopeful in his brooding. Looking up, he noticed May and Brendan were watching him, concerned. Putting his talons under the table, Jordan calmly looked at them both.

"That is spooky." Brendan said, "I swear he was talking to us there."

"Blaziken is special." May said, "He was talking to us. Sometimes I know what he's saying, but most of the time I just get confused." Jordan put a hand on her shoulder, and looked her in the eyes.

"Like now he's telling me it's going to be okay." Blaziken nodded.

"I think I just crapped my pants." Brendan said, ruining the moment. Laughing, May punched him in the shoulder, while Blaziken pulled Brendan's headband over the grinning boy's eyes.

"Hey! Come on now!" Brendan laughed, readjusting his headband and rubbing his shoulder. Brendan brought some much needed relief to the two troubled travelers.

Brendan, May, and Blaziken finished their breakfasts and took a leisurely stroll throughout Oldale town. Both of the trainers from Littleroot apparently had fan clubs in Oldale town, but Blaziken was the star with the children. May and Brendan watched as Blaziken was dogpiled by a group of shrieking toddlers and youths. Pulling himself out of the pile, Blaziken placed a little girl on his shoulders and carried another kid in his arms. Soon everyone wanted rides from the giant red bird. With the children of Oldale climbing over Blaziken like he was a jungle gym, May and Brendan couldn't help but smile warmly at the scene.

"I would have never guessed that the terror of Littleroot would have been so good with kids." Brendan said grinning.

"He's just a big, feathery sweetheart." May said, unsuccessfully keeping the dreamlike quality from entering her voice. Brendan noticed and laughed.

"You got lucky with that one, May. Powerful and good natured. I'm used to hearing stories about powerful and arrogant." Brendan beamed. Blaziken tripped and was immediately overrun by the swarm of children at his feet. May and Brendan continued laughing as Blaziken mock wrestled with the giggling children.

"By the way, Brendan," May spoke softly, catching Brendan by surprise.

"Do you… Do you want to have a pokemon battle with me?" May asked nervously.

"Oh." Brendan said, startled. May's tone had implied that she was going to ask him something else. Still, a pokemon battle was a good idea.

"Sure! I'd love too!" Brendan grinned. They both looked at Blaziken who was rolling on the ground, tapping out from the endless assault.

"Should we… help him?" Brendan asked.

"Yeah, might as well." May sighed and headed over to chase away the children while Brendan helped Blaziken to his feet.

May and Brendan stood opposite each other, the west gate of Oldale town was far in the distance. Both trainers had wanted privacy for their first match against each other, and with their popularity in Oldale as high as it was, they would have never been able to compete in peace.

"So…" Brendan said, a little uncertainly.

"Shall we?" May asked. Brendan nodded.

"Come on out, Marshtomp." Brendan tossed his pokeball, and a blue and white bipedal fish appeared. Blaziken strode forward, but May halted him with a look.

Oh God May, don't tell me…

Seedot appeared in the field, and greeted them all warmly.

'Sup bitches! Looking to his opponent, Seedot once again exercised his fondness for trash talking.

I was gonna fuck up your face, but that would only improve your looks, fugly! Unbelievably, Marshtomp appeared hurt from Seedot's crude remark.

Am I that ugly? Marshtomp slumped, a miserable look overcame his countenance.

NO! Just- Just kick his ass! Jordan shouted, horrified at Seedot's behavior.

If I had a face like yours I'd ask my mother why she didn't spit me out when daddy told her to swallo-

"Marshtomp! Tackle that nut!" Brendan interrupt Seedot's spiel. A serious look came across Marshtomp. Tucking down, Marshtomp leapt at Seedot. Seedot was completely unprepared.

"Yes!" Shouted Brendan.

Yes! Shouted Jordan.

"No!" Shouted May. A clean one shot knock out. A stunned Seedot rolled onto his side. Jordan walked over to him, gloating.

Learn something? Jordan asked.

The ugly… Get it off me! Seedot cried out, horrified and dazed. Jordan kicked Seedot in disgust. May withdrew Seedot. Looking to Blaziken, May nodded. Jordan stepped up to the field.

I didn't want him to fight. May thought, her strong expression fading the moment Blaziken's back was towards her.

He's not in any shape for combat. She was right. Jordan was exhausted. His eyes were gummed shut, and his movements were sluggish and feeble. Never the less, Jordan intended to fight.

Sighting down Marshtomp, Jordan entered his zone. It was like flipping a switch for him. He waited for the call.

"Marshtomp! Use water gun!" Brendan shouted.

"Blaziken, go for a blaze kick!" May hollered.

Jordan leapt, swinging his right foot in front of him, flames consumed his entire leg. Marshtomp led his target. Letting out a torrent of water from his mouth, Marshtomp managed to extinguish Blaziken's attack.

Oh shit! The water hit with enough power to push Jordan into the ground. Unable to move or breath with such fury pinning him to the dirt, Jordan felt as if he were drowning. His flames were wiped out. Jordan had no counter for this attack. Panic took over and Jordan did what his instincts commanded. Raising the flames in his body to extreme temperatures, Jordan felt an incredible heat and pressure mount. Marshtomp's attack seemed endless, preventing Jordan from even lifting himself off the ground. Brendan watched May, wondering when she would call off the match. May though, was stunned by disbelief. Blaziken had never gone down so easily. He had to be faking it. Following May's wide eyed stare, Brendan realized the reason for her hesitation.

"May, call off the fight! Blaziken is just going to get-!" Brendan was interrupted by a sudden flash and loud thud. Jordan released the pressure all at once. Jordan practically exploded with a searing cacophony and a blinding inferno. It was less the flames and more the thermobaric expansion that separated the water particles into steam, and threw Marshtomp bodily through the air. The severe heat was enough to blister the moist skin of Marshtomp. Jordan opened his eyes. Jordan wasn't completely sure of what had just happened, but the waterboarding had ended. Pulling himself unsteadily to his soused feet, Jordan became fully aware of the fairly unpleasant cost of such a drastic countermeasure. Jordan had actually burned himself, and what's more, the flames on his wrists and ankles could not burn with any more intensity than that of a candle. Nausea spun the world before his eyes.

Okay… I think I just overdid it… Jordan staggered and fell onto a knee, wondering why he wasn't being attack by Marshtomp, or why no one was talking. Fighting the vertigo, Jordan looked over to where Marshtomp was struggling to his own feet. Behind him, Brendan was face down and on his knees, clutching his ears.

Did… did I hurt him? May? Jordan spun and fell. Looking up he saw May was likewise incapacitated.

May! Jordan pushed himself to his feet and staggered towards May. She was getting off of her knees. Looking up at Jordan, May opened her mouth in surprise.

"Behind you!" May shouted at Jordan. Turning, Jordan spied Marshtomp. He was burned and every bit as messed up as the rest of them, but he was intent on finishing the battle. Jordan staggered and made his way towards Marshtomp. Marshtomp took a breath and prepared to spray Jordan again. No sooner had Marshtomp exhaled a weak current of water a few feet in front himself, then he fell on his face. The battle was concluded. Blaziken keeled over and fell into oblivion.

"God-damn…" Brendan said, after retrieving his Marshtomp. "My ears are still ringing… and everytime I blink, I'm blinded by a giant black blur…"

"That gave me a headache…" May groaned, "I have no idea what he did, but I hope he never does it again."

"I think you won… I also think... that Blaziken... is a jackass… ow…" Brendan clutched his head.

"Is he okay?"

"I can't see yet…" May said, pawing at the ground.

"He had better be, because I'm going to kill him when I find him." May forced her blurry eyes to see some color or shape that would hint at Blaziken. A giant red streak on the ground gave her a waypoint.

"I felt my lungs rattle, you ass. Was that really necessary?" May said as she headed over to the giant red streak.

"I wanted to win, but not that badly… I think you set my hair on fire…" May grumbled as she made her way over to Blaziken.

"Come on, get up. Blaziken?" Blaziken didn't move. Even with her compromised sight, May could tell he was deathly still.

"Blaziken?" May's voice grew frantic. Touching his shoulder she jumped. He was cold. Blaziken was never cold. Putting a hand in front of his nostrils May felt weak breaths.

"Brendan! Brendan he's hurt! He's hurt bad!" May shouted in terror.

"Brendan!"

"I'm here!" Brendan knelt next to her.

"Weak pulse, short breath, cold… I think he burned himself out." Brendan gave his prognosis.

"Is that suppose to be funny?! Brendan he's hurt! He could die!" May was hysterical.

"No! He burnt out! He's a fire type! When they use their fire to much they burn out! He's not gonna die!" Brendan shouted over May's screaming.

"We just need to keep him warm. He's lost the ability to maintain his own body temperature. If we don't get him dry and warm he could..." Brendan had barely finished his sentence before May ran off to collect firewood. Working together, May and Brendan got a bonfire going near Blaziken. After the necessary steps had been taken, Brendan pulled out his pokedex.

"That was an overheat attack." Brendan said after consulting the pokedex files.

"It's a last resort style of attack used by powerful fire types. It uses pressure built up inside the pokemon's body generated by their flame. It's a dangerous move that's generally used in extreme situations. Blaziken shouldn't have been fighting in his condition, his body was stressed out to begin with." May hadn't left Blaziken. Despite Brendan's reassurance that once they got a fire going Blaziken would start to recover, May still didn't want to leave him.

"It was spectacular though. I've never seen that kind of move before. He just… exploded." Brendan said.

"Brendan, I find it really disturbing that you approve of Blaziken exploding." May said, too worried to have a sense of humor. Blaziken had just begun to breathe regularly.

"Just the attack, not Blaziken getting hurt." Brendan explained.

"Anyways, I should go into town and get something for us to eat."

"How can you even think about food right now?" May asked.

"Mostly food for Blaziken, he's gonna be ravenous when he comes to. He needs calories to get his flame back up. I'm thinking greasy takeout with a side of fried appetizers. You want anything?" Brendan asked May. May looked up at him, her eyes softening. Turning back to Blaziken, May spoke.

"You sure know a lot about pokemon, Brendan. I would've never guessed half the stuff you know."

"Well my dad is a scientist…" Brendan turned red from the praise, "So uh, do you want some lunch?"

"I'll have whatever you and Blaziken are having." May tossed her wallet at Brendan, who tossed it back.

"Uh-uh, I'm paying. You won our match, and I'd like this to be your reward." Brendan told May.

"Brendan, come on!" May grumbled.

"When I win our next match, YOU can buy ME lunch. Deal?" Brendan said with a smile.

"You winning? Against Blaziken? You're going to be buying me lots of lunches, Brendan." May joked.

"That's a risk I'm willing to take." Brendan said smiling, as he headed back to Oldale. Leaving May to tend to Blaziken, Brendan made it to Oldale in a few minutes time. Instead of heading to a diner however, Brendan made a beeline towards the pokemon center. Once inside, Brendan made use of the pokemon center's phone.

"Hey Dad." Brendan said, "Yeah I got those samples to the Petalburg authorities yesterday, Norman should be able to see them soon."

...

"Yeah? That's good to hear."

...

"I ran into May. Yeah, we battled. She won. Listen, you wanted me to keep tabs on Blaziken, I think you should know some things…"