Okay guys, this one is really exciting cause we have a new POV. Also, there isn't as much violence in this one, though there's still some (Cause this story wouldn't be the same without it), but there is also fluff at the end. Only a tiny bit. Just a little. Can't have too much of that screwing up the damn thing, can we? Actually, this story may get darker (Don't ask how that's possible) cause I'm having a Stephen King binge. Before, I was being influenced by stories about rainbows and butterflies, so after this, expect some twisted ass stuff. In any case, I hope you like this chapter.

Aww...only one reviewer so far since the last one.

Ultima-owner: Apollo wasn't originally going to die until the sequel (He was going to end up being Hermes' reincarnated father), but I needed to show what was at stake in this story. I am not afraid to kill people and if I had more characters, it would have happened bunches already. However, I feel sad too, cause I liked Apollo. Now, however, Hermes' other Pokemon will be having more cameos. Seriously, Zeus, Poseidon, and Demeter haven't got jack shit. Actually, neither has Hestia. I'll have to use her more next chapter.

Hermes POV (Are you friggin' excited yet?)

"Anyways, if she tries to take over your mind again, Apollo will stop her and contact me. I'll get there as soon as I can," I told Alaska. I pulled Are's Pokeball out of my pocket and threw it to the floor. The orange dragon Pokemon appeared in a flash of red light. Without another word, I hopped on his back and we flew out of the open window.

I couldn't stand to be around Alaska any longer. My urge to kill was growing out of control and the added stress of Isis' presence made it even harder to control myself. My heart was beating out of control and my vision was going in and out of focus. If I didn't eat soon, I would go into Hyper Mode which wouldn't end well...The last time that had happened I had destroyed an entire apartment complex. Luckily, Ares quickly found a patch of forest a few miles outside of the bustling city. I sighed in relief as he touched down on the ground. I jumped off of his back stood completely still, listening for noise. A rustle in the bushes alerted me to a Ratatta, but I would need something more to stay safe until Dallas. The desert had few Pokemon, which left only humans to feed off of...I wished to avoid that if at all possible. The snap of a branch and my head jerked up to see a Pidgeotto flying off with the Ratatta I had heard. I smiled grimly and hopped back onto Ares' back.

"Follow it," I told him.

Ares knew what to do by himself, so I drifted off into my own thoughts as he tailed the Pidgeotto. Isis was a threat that I couldn't afford to ignore. However, the only way to get rid of her would be killing Alaska. It wouldn't be hard...she slept eight hours a day, meaning he had plenty of time to kill her...it could be fun. I recoiled at my own thoughts. I wasn't a monster. I didn't want to kill her, didn't want to kill anyone. I would have to think of another way. The fact that I had even been thinking about killing her made me feel sick. I was so sick of myself. If she hadn't been in danger from Team Shadow I would have jumped off of Ares' back right then. He was a few hundred feet in the air. Even I wouldn't have survived that fall. Yet I couldn't leave Alaska to Team Shadow, couldn't let her end up like me. I needed to eat. At that thought, I looked up to see how close we were to the Pidgeotto. We were about thirty feet behind it now. Ares must be getting ready to close in on the kill. Suddenly, his wings began to beat faster and he overtook the brown and white bird Pokemon. It shrieked in fear as Ares raked it with his claws. I was thrown upside down as Ares began to claw at the Pidgeotto's underside from beneath it. Feathers were flying everywhere and I could hardly see as Ares ripped open the belly of the bird Pokemon. I gave over to the Shadow part of my brain as the bird plummeted to earth and Ares followed it. Soon I would eat.

I came back to my senses to see that the sun had moved noticeably lower in the sky. The Pidgeotto was mostly gone. Ares had cleaned up the area to make it look as though the Pidgeotto had been killed by another Pidgeotto or a Pidgeot. That was good. I didn't want to look at myself. Didn't want to see the evidence that I was no longer human. Didn't want to see the evidence of my dying conscience.

"Let's get the hell out of here," I told Ares, "I need a shower."

He grunted in response and I jumped on his back. Within twenty minutes we were back at our motel. Ares was hovering next to our window three stories above the ground, making sure no one was looking up as before we flew in. Ares dumped me on one of the beds and landed on the other one. I groaned and picked myself up before heading to the bathroom. I reached to turn the shower on and felt like I had been stabbed. Carefully, I pulled my hand away from the shower and lifted my shirt. I backed up towards the mirror and looked at my reflection. A huge slash ran from my left shoulder to the lower right side of my back. It seemed to have scabbed over, but I could tell it was deep. I winced and wondered whether I had gotten it from the Pidgeotto or Ares. I would need a new shirt as the one I had been wearing was probably ripped. I went back to the shower and turned the water on. I looked darkly at the red tinged water around the drain. A mixture of my blood and my prey's. Could've been worse. It could've been human blood.

Suddenly, I felt an odd absence in my mind. I drew inside myself and looked around. It took me a minute to notice what was missing.

"Apollo?"

No response. There was no way that could be good. The only reason Apollo would no longer be mind linked with me was if he had been knocked unconscious or he was dead. Shit. I quickly washed the dried blood out of my hair and got out of the shower. I threw a pair of jeans on and another black t-shirt. I had no idea where Alaska was or what had happened to Apollo, so all I could do was sit and wait. I turned on the TV as background noise, but didn't really pay attention. I was incredibly nervous. If something had happened to Apollo, then there was no way that Alaska would be safe. What if she never came back? How long could I wait here? She was my only chance to be human again, my only hope of being purified...yet, that wasn't the only reason I was worried...There was something else. I tried not to think about what that other reason was.

I almost fainted with relief when I saw Bluebelle, Alaska's Mantyke, fly in the window. That's when I saw her. She was completely covered in blood, her clothes sticking to her, her hair matted against her face with it. I couldn't tell whose blood it was. I picked her up carefully, trying not to hurt her worse, and set her fully clothed in the tub. Bluebelle followed me into the bathroom and watched me carefully. I turned to the blue manta ray Pokemon.

"Can you use a very light Bubble on her? I need to see how much of the blood is hers and I don't want to turn on the shower, because it might drown her."

Drown her, said a voice deep in my head. I recognized it, as it had haunted me many times before. It would be so easy now, to end her life. You don't need to be pure, you don't need to be free from me. I make you powerful. Kill her. Kill her while it's simple. If you kill her you kill the enemy inside her as well. Kill-

I hissed at myself in annoyance, cutting the voice off. Bluebelle stared at me as though I were crazy, but then turned back and began to spray her with small bubbles. Everywhere the bubbles touched her, they burst and made the spot completely clean. Within a few seconds, I could see that the only injury to her were a few small bruises and a tiny cut on her neck. Bluebelle stopped blowing bubbles.

"Thank God," I muttered to myself, then wondered what I should do next.

Kill her, the voice suggested, Now is the perfect time. Drown her, shoot her, stab her, kill-

NO, I responded to it inside my mind, No, no, no, I'm not evil. I won't kill her or hurt her. Not again, not ever again, I won't fail again.

Just then, Alaska began to cough and I saw her sit up.

"Why am I sitting in a bath tub with my clothes on and why am I completely soaked?" She looked up at me with questioning eyes. Then I saw her expression become filled with pain. "Oh my God," she said, tears in her eyes, "Apollo is dead, I'm so sorry."

I felt like I had been slapped in the face. Apollo was dead? She had to be joking. Apollo had been my first Pokemon, he had been with me since before Team Shadow. He had been my best friend. No, he was my best friend. He wasn't dead. I fought back tears.

"Hermes, are you okay?"

"I...No." I felt my legs collapse under me. It might have seemed like an overreaction, but I had known my Salamence for fifteen years. I had gotten him when I was eight. He had been with me when my parents died, when I had joined Team Shadow, when I was changed into what I was now, the first time I had killed, the first time I had realized I could be changed back to normal...He had been there through everything and now he was dead? I had known something must have happened to him, but I hadn't imagined he was really hurt. I-

My thoughts were cut off when I felt hands wrap around me and pick me up off the ground. Was it Ares? No, Ares wasn't soaking wet. So that meant...I looked up to see Alaska...hugging me? Shit. I prepared for the wave of dark thoughts telling me to kill her, to rip her apart, even as she was gently holding me, but...they never came. Instead, I felt...warmth?

"I'm sorry," she said.

"So am I."

She wouldn't understand what I meant, but I knew it was a promise, not just to her, but to myself. I wouldn't let her get hurt. I would have to find a way to get rid of Isis, eliminate Team Shadow, and even more daunting, I would have to make myself safe again.

Awwww...Did you guys enjoy that? Sorry it was short, but things have to keep moving on. I'm going to stick to Alaska's point of view most of the time, but that was just to explain Hermes to you. He's not really evil, it's more the Shadow part of him that causes him to hurt and kill people. What is the Shadow part of Shadow Humans and Pokemon? You'll find out later on. Don't worry, there will be more violence in the next chapter if you guys missed that, though I thought the break was nice. By the way, I could use some shipping names if you guys can help me come up with 'em. You know, like how JessieXJames is rocketshipping. Crap like that. Anyway, I'll try to make the next chapter longer and I'll explain how Alaska might be able to purify Hermes. ;) Hope you liked it. Feedback is good...