Welcome back readers to another chapter of Remembering an Old Friend! Well let me see, high school is pretty freaking stupid, taking a keyboarding class so I can type better, faster, and longer, and took the wrong decision of actually attempting honors English! All these retarded factors are making writing, Japanese lessons, and other crap really hard to do, like the gym. So pretty much every time I write, I'm gonna be pretty fucking pissed xD just letting you know. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Lucario, why do you want Ash tortured?
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WARNING! The middle of this chapter gets pretty disturbing! Not for the feint of heart or for those that want to sleep at night!
Oh and before we start I wanted to say something. I'm not judging anyone who enjoys, or thinks lemons, pornography, or any material like that is interesting, but I want you to hear me out. Youth today are being seduced by pornographic material, those who depend on it or read/ watch it often have had their hearts crushed and humanity lost, creating the many monsters as they grow into adults. So please, think about it what you're doing.
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Last time on Remembering an Old Friend...
"Nothing can drive your love apart eh? I beg to differ, humans can be cruel monsters that will eradicate anything that is different from everybody else. And to my knowledge, you still don't know who you really love..."
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"I wonder what's been going on since I rebuilt everything?" a blue dragon asked himself with his eyes closed as he flipped over on his stomach. "I miss her, but there's nothing I can or should do about it." the eon continued, holding his head up with his claw as he used his other claw to aimlessly scrawl on the white surface.
"You know, you look kinda crazy talking to yourself, king." a ghastly voice called out from what seemed to be everywhere. "Shut up, it's not like I have anyone to talk to!" the dragon retorted calmly. "You could talk to me you know..." the shadow deadpanned.
The blue eon just stared at the shadow, then went back to twirling his claw around the white, invisible floor. "You're lucky I'm incredibly weak or else I would've knocked some sense into you by now." the shadow commented, crossing his arms across his chest.
"So are you safe right now? I'm a little worried that you might disappear all of a sudden." the blue dragon asked, lifting up his head to look his shadow in the eye. "Hmph, nope. I will only disappear if you're ever revived remember! Hehe, unless someone figures it out." the shadow answered, whispering the last part as quietly as he could.
"What was that?" the eon asked. "I can't believe you!" the shadow cackled, falling to the floor in a laughing fit. "Let's just say part of me hitched a ride on your soul shards when you handed them to your so called friends." the dark being finished, wiping black tears from his eyes.
"What...?" the eon said in disbelief. Finally it hit him. When he handed his soul to his friends, the shadow came along with it, but that must mean... "Are you serious! Those soul shards were supposed to dissipate after a few months! How can she still have it?" the enraged dragon shouted, pinning the shadow to the ground by the shoulders.
"Ah, it's simply amazing how you don't even know how your own body or soul works." the shadow sneered. "You can't let her know about me!" the eon roared even louder, punching his shadow in the face. "It's obvious you want her to remember so why make such a fuss over keeping it a secret from her?" the shadow asked, spitting out blood.
"Cause if she remembers what happens... I just cant see her cry like that!" the dragon replied, getting off of the downed shadow. "And I want her to be happy, with him." he finished, turning his back to the shadow.
"Aw how nice. But you know, things change my king. Sometimes the most obvious things aren't meant to be or happen. Maybe she doesn't understand real love yet..."
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"...!" a gasp came from the foggy depths of the secret garden. Latios had already awaken, struggling to see through the dense fog. 'What's wrong sis? Had another dream again?' Latios asked, looking down to his sister, who was trying to sit up.
'Yeah...' the red eon simply replied, getting up to fly over to a nearby pond. The secret garden was silent, so silent it seemed as if it were a threat or danger in some kind of way. Latias was still washing her face to wash off all the sweat she had produced during her dream while her brother continued to scan with his limited view.
'Hey bro, do you remember when the Marauder attacked?' Latias asked, repelling the water from her face with her psychic. 'Of course. Ash's pokemon barely managed to save us even when I couldn't!' Latios smiled sadly, turning around to show his sister his painful looking scars on his back.
The red eon shook her head, eyes aimed at the fog covered ground. 'Huh?' Latios asked. 'Ash didn't save us.' Latias replied.
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"... saved you, not Ash."
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'What are you talking about? Of course he did!' Latios said a little too cheerily. "No! Ash saved us! Not that other Latios!" the red eon scolded herself. 'Just kidding. I was just wondering if you remembered!' Latias falsely laughed, a bead of sweat forming at her forehead.
"That was weird... might be the dreams, probably messing with her memories a bit." the blue dragon concluded in his mind as he dropped the subject. 'Hey why don't we go to Bianca's house? You know, hang out with the rest of the group?' Latios asked, trying to get rid of the odd feeling that they weren't alone in garden.
'Sure...' Latias replied, following her brother out of the secret garden.
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"Damn! What do you mean the Marauder was KIA?"(Killed in action) a nicely dressed man shouted, pounding his fist on his very fine, expensive desk. "I'm sorry sir but he was killed before any of the strike teams were able to reach the main objective, so we had no choice but to retreat." a grunt dressed in a black Team Rocket uniform replied.
"Three highly trained soldiers down the drain." Giovanni sighed to himself, pinching the brim of his nose in frustration. "What are your plans now sir?" the grunt asked. Several seconds of silence passed by. "You know what grunt? Tell our dispatchers to send subject twenty to Altomare, I have a feeling that she could do some real damage." the boss chuckled evilly to himself.
"But boss! Are you sure you just want to release her onto that island?" the grunt gasped in shock. "Of course I do. And since she's a failed experiment, I have nothing to lose if she dies." Giovanni smiled, leaning back in his chair as he placed his large black shoes on his desk.
"... Yes sir!" the grunt finally answered, fear in his face as he ran out of the room and into the elevator which sent him to the basement.
"Poor poor girl. Her eyes were the only thing setting her free." Giovanni sighed, looking at the ceiling. "But too bad our technology and enhancements kept her from dieing!" the boss cackled, slapping his knee in amusement.
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"The boss sure is crazy to send her to Altomare. We might even be killed just trying to send her there!" the grunt said to himself as he watched the decreasing numbers on the elevator screen turn from numbers to a large digital B.
The steel doors opened up with a loud woosh as the grunt fearfully walked through the white bloody hallways. "Damn this place sure is creepy. Now where was the lab?" the grunt thought to himself, making sure that he was a safe distance from the cages, overflowing with blood.
The minion had finally made his way to the lab, which did not look any different from the hallways. It was white and smeared with blood, just like the hallways. "What. What do you want, can't you see that we're planning our vacation right now?" the scientist said rudely as he and his assistant were sitting at the counter with a map of the world which was labeled as "Places to vacation."
"The boss needs you guys to dispatch a certain subject to Altomare." the grunt informed, keeping his voice as steady as possible. "Holy crap, they failed the mission again? And even after we created that dark energy shard!" the assistant cursed, snapping his pencil.
"Calm down dude. So you, minion, what does Giovanni want us to send." the scientist said, getting off of his stool to face the intruding grunt. "Subject twenty..." the grunt whispered. "Huh? What was that? Speak up man, our ears are pretty damaged from all the shrieking going on in this place." the assistant said, taking a bite of his apple.
"Subject twenty!" the grunt shouted, making sure the scientists could hear. The two partners exchanged looks. The grunt was confused, "What? You guys look like your bothered by it. I thought you two were the most heartless scientists here!"
"Shut up! Go back to your post!" the scientist snapped, pointing towards the door. The grunt hurriedly did as he was told and left the blood smeared room. The assistant rubbed his face, the scientist sighed deeply.
"Man, I never thought we would have to relive that again." the assistant said, placing his apple on a napkin. "Can't believe that she actually put up that illusion. Then we had to continue the schedule with him, but the boss still wanted her alive since it was our mistake." the scientist sighed, shaking his head in shame.
"I don't know why!" the assistant said in a sad tone. "Don't know what?" the scientist asked, urging his partner to continue. "She kept crying Ken! Ken! during surgery. And I don't know why it shook me up so much." the assistant answered, swallowing his prescription medicine that kept his sanity in check.
"Oh that. I know what you mean, even after therapy we have to take these damned pills." the scientist cursed, picking up his own prescription bottle. "Come on, we should call the rest of the lab team to help us send her." the scientist suggested, grabbing his pager to alert the rest of the science team. "Alright." the assistant replied, getting off of his stool.
The two partners walked to the desired room labeled, "Failures." The room was unlike the rest of the basement. There was only one light, and once the scientist turned it on, they saw nothing but black because of all the dried blood. It was a large room, cages lined the sides of the walls, one of the failed experiments was a little yellow Pichu.
They attempted to have it go through a certain enhancement course, but instead of the desired result, received a pokemon with several more appendages that constantly tore at the host's body. Now the Pichu is just a limp half skeleton, it's still alive, breathing. And the extra appendages are still slowly tearing at it.
They continued walking until they reached the other side of the room that was labeled "20". A few seconds of waiting at the door, a large team of scientists stormed the room, each one heavily equipped with protective gear, as well as gear to help suppress the target.
"Ready?" the partners asked in unison, the scientists all nodded as they opened the door which had several security measures such as thumb print pass, number pass, and cornea pass. The room was questionably clean, the walls were very white.
It was larger than the last room, at least three times as big, maybe the size of a soccer field. "Alright formation Zulu!" the scientist ordered as the team behind them obeyed and began to line up along the sides of the container in a very unique fashion.
The creature before them group was an eon, it was held in a clear solid box made of the strongest material that they could create. The eon was a black shadow, it had amber eyes with tears constantly falling from them. "Alright, let's do this."
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"You know it really makes no sense. How can a pokemon forget how to bite in exchange for something like hyper beam?" a red headed girl asked at the kitchen table. "You see it's really quite simple Misty..." Brock started after he took a sip of his hot chocolate.
Then at that moment the patio door swung open. 'Hey everyone.' a blue dragon said as he and another dragon flew into the kitchen. "Good morning Latios." Bianca greeted, handing Latias and him a cup of hot chocolate.
'Geez this weather is killing me!' Latios whined, thankfully taking his offered drink and sat in a chair at the kitchen table. "Is it because it's too cold?" a raven haired boy asked, dropping a few marshmallows into his chocolate.
'Yes! As a dragon, we all hate cold weather. It's such a bother to feel ice cold stings when you're flying.' the blue eon complained but ended the topic right after.
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'Eek! Cold so cold!'
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Latias cringed, a splitting headache emerged out of nowhere, but she managed to keep it hidden from everyone else. "Hmm, cold... cold, I have a feeling that I know a dragon who actually likes the cold." Bianca pondered, mixing another packet of cocoa into her steaming cup.
"Really?" everyone except Latias asked in unison. "Yeah... I think it was about a couple months ago. We shared a dream and it was snowing." the girl continued, racking her brain to remember who it was. 'So it was another eon? Cause I don't know of any other pokemon that can share dreams.' Latios said, having a feeling that the one she's talking about is the Latios in the picture.
"Hmm, how strange." Misty commented, taking a casual sip from her mug. "Why don't we talk about this later? So Ash, do you know when you're going to introduce Latias to your mother?" Brock asked.
"I was planning to if Latias is ready or not." Ash replied, handing a marshmallow to the yellow mouse on his shoulder. The squinty eyed boy nodded in agreement as Ash turned around to talk to the discomforted Latias.
"So what do you think?" the boy began. "What's wrong Latias?" Ash exclaimed in horror, seeing the girl he cared for clenching her head in pain. "Latias!" the group gasped in shock, leaving their mugs to care for the eon.
'No, it's fine everyone, just a little flashback.' the dragon replied. The whole room stared at her in silence. "These flashbacks seem to be having a negative effect on you Latias. May I ask what these memories are?" Brock asked, feeling Latias' forehead.
'Yes, I pretty sure that these flashbacks are of the Latios in the picture of me and Bianca.' the red eon nodded. "Hmm, Latios, do you think you can use your psychic abilities to see what's going on in Latias' head?" Brock asked.
'Yes.' Latios replied as his eyes shone a brilliant blue hue. "Do you know what's wrong with her?" Ash desperately asked. "I think that these flashbacks are either nothing at all and just an inconvenience or they could really be hurting her."
At that moment the group heard Latios grunt in pain as he shot away from his sister. A trail of black energy dissipated in the air in between the two eons. "What happened? Are you ok?" Bianca gasped, rushing to Latios' side.
'No, I'm fine. Something in Latias' subconscious doesn't want me snooping around for some reason.' Latios informed, catching his breath. "Did you find anything out?" the red headed girl asked. 'Yes. The only thing I found out was that there's some kind of shadow in there, but I saw no threat being done to Latias.' the blue dragon replied.
"So..." Bianca said breaking the silence. 'Everything is alright for now. So there's no need to worry.' Latios said. Everyone nodded in agreement as they reluctantly went back to their previous activities. "If your feeling any better, would you still like to meet my mom?" Ash asked.
'Yes, but could we wait until next week? I still feel a little weak from this sudden episode.' Latias replied. "Sure, that sounds great." the raven haired boy said in a soft tone. "Alright so what should we do today?" Misty asked, standing up from her chair to stretch.
At that moment a small pop was heard on the kitchen window. "Huh?" the red head said. More and more pops were heard from the window until an all out barrage of rain drops were heard all throughout the house.
"Aw!" Misty whined. "Don't worry Misty, today wasn't such a great day for outdoor activities anyway." Bianca said, laughing a little. "Why don't we plan out our trip back to Kanto since its raining?" Brock suggested, receiving many nods in agreement.
For the rest of that day, our group of heroes spent their time on how Ash should confront his mother with Latias.
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Yes! Yeah I know the ending part is pretty weak and pretty short but oh well. And for those wondering, "Who's subject 20?" lets just say that she has a connection with a certain subject 21... Tune in next time on Remembering an Old Friend!