Several shouts and explosions are heard inside of Genesect's room.

Latias is floating outside, bewildered by the sounds.

"I wonder what's making him so angry..." she thinks, concerned.

A little while earlier...


The Angry Bug Show

Presented by:

Genesect.


'Four Swords are better than Three.'


(Genesect is seen rubbing his neck, awkwardly, if in pain.)

Geez, I hate needles...

(He turns back to the camera.)

Anyway guys and girls, welcome back to the Angry Bug Show!

I had said last time I would review a Swords of Justice fic, and I will!

….Besides, I've been recommended that I do, with this so-called 'Swords of Justice Syndrome'.

If I don't, I'll break out in hives.

(Genesect shrugs.)

All well.

I had Darkrai look for Swords of Justice fics, while I was being treated, and he said the one he chose caught his eye.

'Four Swords are better than Three.'

Huh.

Three swords DO give a lot of damage, but I guess four is better.

Seems legit.

LET'S DO THIS!


Deadlox: Don't do dis!


Eh?


Moor of Icirrus, Unova Region

24th December, 1936


I was still in the ground back then, but to any other legendary before Mewtwo, that's...

...Not that long ago...

Strange.

(Genesect frowns.)

I wonder what the Swords of Justice doing there?

Maybe giving proper respect to Keldeo's parents?

I heard the graves are there, so that's what I think.

This is chapter one...

CONTINUE!


The young girl ran frantically through the forest. She hesitated, heart pounding, as another flaming tree trunk crashed heavily to the ground no more than a foot away from her. She whipped her head around.


(Genesect blinks, completely shocked.)

….Is this... Keldeo...?

(Genesect breaths in deep.

He holds it in, because he doesn't want to get angry.

However, he can't.

Sparks are flying)


FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

We're experiencing some technical difficulties.

We will be right back after these messages!


'Drink Green Tea! It's a great way to calm your nerves!'


'Coming soon, Jirachi's Wishbooth! Come here to get your wishes come true!'

Jirachi: I'll make your wishes come true in a second!


And back to our regular programming!


(Genesect is seen in the background, raging and destroying some stuff.

For some reason, although it looks like he's yelling, no sound is coming out.

Darkrai is at the camera, face-palming.)

"I am so sorry, viewers of the Angry Bug Show.

Genesect...just got very pissed about that.

I had to mute him, just in case Phione was passing."

(Darkrai grabs a piece of paper.)

"Genesect wrote something down before his rampage.

I'll speak it out in how he'll say it."

(Darkrai clears his throat.)

"'HOW COULD THE AUTHOR PUT KELDEO AS A HUMAN GIRL?! DOES ANYONE KNOW THAT COLT IS A MALE HORSE?!'"

(Darkrai frowns, as if Genesect would do.)

"'Ok, ok! I admit, I don't mind humanized Pokemon.

It gives a real good look on them, to see how they act as humans, and what they look like.

Some stories with Legends as humans are VERY good!

I sometime don't mind the gender of them.

HOWEVER, Keldeo is not a GIRL!

It's like calling Arceus a girl, and everyone who've seen M12 knows that Arceus is not a girl.

There something I like to call the 'Gender Implication.'

There are three categories.

One for Legendaries that you can put as either gender.

The second is Legendaries you can't think but female!

The third is the same as the previous one, but for males!

Keldeo IS IN THE THIRD ONE!

He's called the Colt Pokemon for goodness sake!

Apart from his hair, which is a bit long, he doesn't look like a girl!

What in some world does someone mistake 'Colt' for female!?

I'm not being sexist, but Keldeo can't be a girl!

It would have been very awkward in My Little Pony if that pony... uh...Twilight Sparkle, mistakes the other pony... um...Big Macintosh for a girl!'"

(Darkrai leans over Genesect's laptop, to see the cutscene.)


Twilight Sparkle: Hi! I'm Twilight Sparkle!

Big Macintosh: Ehup. Big Macintosh is the name.

Twilight Sparkle: Um, can I ask you something?

Big Machintosh: Sure, go ahead.

Twilight Sparkle: Are you a girl?

Big Machintosh: ….

Twilight Sparkle: Um...?

Big Machintosh: Lassie, DO I look like a girl to you?*


(Darkrai continues Genesect's note.)

"'Does the author live in a country that have the word 'Colt' as female horse, but at the same time, speaks English?

I very doubt there is a country that does that!'"

(Genesect pokes Darkrai's shoulder, having calm down from his rampage.)

"You finish, then?"

(Genesect nods, having being muted.

He points to a really tiny switch, visible if up really close to Genesect's face, but not noticeable at a normal distance.

Darkrai knows what Genesect wants.

He flicks the switch.)

Ah, that's better. Thanks for reading that while I let out my rage.

"No, problem, Genesect."

Could... you help again if I get to that level of rage again?

"Sure. I'll be happy to help a friend."

Thank you, very much.

"Any-time."

(Darkrai leaves.

Genesect turns his attention to the camera, with an annoyed look on his face.)

ANYWAY, the author has got into his or her's head that Keldeo is a girl.

I guessed it was Keldeo, because there wasn't any other fire yet in history at the Moor.

Sorry about that rant, though...


On all sides, nothing but flames, flames, flames.


Rockmaster Scott and The Dymanic Three: The roof, the roof! The roof is on fire!


"Mama?" she called, praying that she would hear her mother's comforting voice next to her, but only the endless crackling of burning wood answered. A creaking sound told her that another tree had fallen not far away. Three Pidove took to the night skies, cawing in distress.


(Genesect still is annoyed.)

Yes, we get it! HumanGirlKeldeo, yes, that's what I'm calling this character, because I refuse to believe it being the real Keldeo, has lost her mother while the Moor is on fire.

WE GET IT!

This would be more exciting if a human Zalton was there!


The flames crackled, as the young girl looks round for help. Suddenly, she hears a crack, and turns to what she thinks is help.

Instead, a large man is coming out of the flames. Rough, black hair, ghastly green eyes, pale skin, and two scars going down both of his eyes.

A large scar-like gash is down his chest, a t-shirt ripped slightly, and a jacket.

Jeans, and plain shoes.

The girl is startled. The man has a large sword, a katana, and an insane smile is on his face.

"HERE'S ZALTON!" he yells, manically.


The tiny four-year-old suddenly heard chanting, and it didn't sound friendly.


(Genesect is taken-aback.)

I hope it's not chanting for Satan. I'll have to stop this story if it is.


Brushing past ferns and a cowering Foongus, she peered between two slender trees and saw the pitchforks, the banners and the irate leader of the angry mob silhouetted against the sunset that was as vibrantly orange as a soaring Charizard.


(Genesect looks surprised.)

Actually, this is a good piece of writing. I wouldn't mind it, if it wasn't in a story where KELDEO IS A GIRL!


Finally the girl's exhaustion took over. She flopped into the dirt, unaware that she was gently picked up and carried to safety not long afterwards.


So, HumanGirlKeldeo gets rescued by humans Swords of Justice. Let's hope they're not genderbent as well, or I'm gonna have to give a lot of names to them!

That's the end of this chapter.

...It was short...


Chapter 2

Route 8, Unova Region

7th January, 2012


(Genesect looks annoyed again.)

Wait a second, we just skipped around almost 80 or 90 years. Should HumanGirlKeldeo be a OLD WOMAN AT THIS POINT!?

I still refuse to see this Keldeo as the real one in this story!


Natural Harmonia Gropius, or N, to use his alias,


(Genesect stares, looking angry.)

.N...


briskly slid across the frozen lake, past a Pokémon Ranger who sternly inclined his head as he passed, and managed to stop himself from falling into a thawed-out portion of the lake.


And then he did fall in.


It would have been funny if he did! It would give me a laugh!


"Phew," he mumbled to himself in relief. But the unfrozen water was covering a fairly large area and there was no passage down the sides. He didn't particularly fancy swimming either.


Luckily, I don't feel the cold as much, due to me being part Steel Type. I feel sorry for Virizion and Terrakion though...

Sighing heavily, N reached for his Pokéball. He hated doing this-


(Genesect looks angry.)

Oh! So you don't mind me, then?!


Pokémon risking breaking their backs just to carry humans around didn't seem right - but he'd always been exceptionally kind to Pokémon and his friend Hilbert never seemed to injure any of his when he was riding on their backs.


Ok, this is Gameverse. I wouldn't have to worry if this was in the Anime. Several of the other Critcs would get pissed if it was.


Frowning, N hesitated. Then he proceeded to gently throw his Pokéball onto the ice beside him. A Palpitoad burst out in a flash of white light. Being able to understand Pokemon, N knelt down next to the Water-type. "Palpitoad, please use Surf." The Pokemon promptly leapt into the water and waited for its Trainer's next command. N climbed tentatively on and wound his arms around the bump on the top of Palpitoad's head. "Thank you," he continued softly. "Now, please take me across."

M Bison Palpitoad: Of course! Ribbit!


(Genesect looks at the chapter length.)

Wait a second, this chapter is shorter than the first one!

This story has got about 13 chapters, so I'll stop at number seven for a break, then continue!

But why is the chapters so SHORT?!


Chapter 3

Moor of Icirrus, Unova Region

7th January, 2012


Oh, same day, isn't it?


Agrippa sat up suddenly,


That's her name?

(Genesect looks confused, then frowns.)

I'm still calling her HumanGirlKeldeo, though.


scratched her head and tried to remember what she'd been dreaming about.


Then she remembered. She was dreaming about Zalton, the Phantom of Unova, who was trying to kill her. A loud bang is heard at the door, and a hole is smashed through.

Zalton's face peers through it.

"HERE'S ZALTON!"


The door leading to last night's dream had already closed in her mind and, as hard as she tried to unlock it, the door wouldn't budge.


Use a mind key! They're useful!

So, anyway, HumanGirlKeldeo is trying to remember what she was dreaming about, but can't.

CONTINUE!


Agrippa often thought about things this way. Maybe it was that she had been raised in this forest from the age of four,


Technically, you should be an old woman by now, unless you gain immortally at the age of four.


but for some reason she tended to be quite philosophical in everyday situations.


Thinking about things is good, but I don't think about the details. I prefer going straight in!


Suddenly there came a knock on the oak wood of her bedroom door.


Mahogany is better.


Verity Virizion-


Yeah, what a original name!

(Genesect looks at the camera with an annoyed look on his face.)

By the way, that was sarcasm.


one of the three who had rescued and raised Agrippa all those years ago - stuck her green-haired head into the room.


At least Virizion keeps her real gender in this story, unless you're one of those people who sees Virizion as male. I'm slightly less annoyed now.


"Agrippa?" Verity smiled when she saw Agrippa awake. "Um… get dressed, darling, then come down and see us. We have something very, very important to tell you."


Of course, the author refers them to their first names! It would be a lot easier if the Swords were referred by their surnames, because I'm going to get confused.

So, HumanVirizion told HumanGirlKeldeo to get dressed or something.

Hope it's not something disturbing...

(Genesect shudders.)


Verity shut the door, and tiptoed across the rope bridge that connected Agrippa's room to the main living area, a heavy feeling in her heart. She'd known this day would come for years. And this was why.


"Zalton's here." affirmed Verity. Agrippa turns to see Zalton waving at here, with a 'I'm going to kill you' look on his face.


When she was around the same age as Agrippa - twelve or thirteen, she couldn't be sure-


Wait, what? HumanGirlKeldeo is currently twelve? I though immortally slows your body age down so much, a hundreds years would of past, and you'll still look the same!

That's how it works for the Legends, though...


young Verity Harmonia had run away from home.


(Genesect looks really alarmed.)

WAIT, WAIT A SECOND!

HUMANVIRIZION IS RELATED TO N?!


Bajan Canadian: Oh ma gawd!


Micheal Scott: NO, GOD! No, God, please no! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOO!


Markiplier: HOLY BALLS!


(Genesect is sparking with angry.)


Her younger brother, younger sister and herself had been living - no, held hostage


(Genesect is laughing.)

Hahaha, they're dead! Hahaha...


in a massive mansion under the tyrannical rule of their adoptive father. As soon as he became their legal guardian, he had separated them, put them in separate rooms and apparently forgotten all about them, hiring nurses to look after them instead. He didn't even notice when Verity escaped halfway across the region,


He must have been blind then!


explained her situation to the mysterious pair living in a tree house at the Moor of Icirrus and was accepted into the Sacred Swordsmen.


(Genesect raises his eyes.)

Well, like I discussed in my discussion, there are filler names for the Swords of Justice.

Sacred Swordsmen is one of them.


Around this point, a story like this typically says: "And the rest is history."


It is.


But Verity knew better than anyone that this was far from the truth.


I would make an Ace Attorney reference here, but I can't think of any.


Agrippa had no knowledge of how she would be inducted into the Sacred Swordsmen officially, nor of the dangers it would involve.


Being part of the Swords is really exciting, but at the same time, dangerous.

Anyway, CONTINUE!


P2 Laboratory, Unova Region

8th January, 2012


P2 Laboratory?!

That's where I was resurrected, and modified!


Dressed like knights, the two red-headed grunts marched up the hill and kicked through the door.


Plasma Grunt: PLAAAASSSMMMAAA!


Inside, two Team Plasma scientists glanced up enquiringly, then returned to their work as the grunts shoved past.


(Genesect flinchs a bit.)

I hope I'm not in this story!


At the back of the room was a silver, futuristic-looking computer. The monitor was large, large enough to obscure the face of the man who sat behind it.-


Details, details, love the details! Shame that Keldeo's a girl in this.


The man rose with a groan and faced the grunts, the yellow strip lighting of the lab reflecting off his menacing eyepatch. He held a grey binder in his hand, labelled "Project Ideals". The man's golden-brown cloak, adorned with violet eye patterns, brushed the floor as he slowly advanced towards the two trembling idiots only just managing to stay in his employ.


As you may of guessed, this is Ghetsis. I'm... neutral against him. He's the one who set up the project for me being made, but he is a bad guy...


They were difficult to put up with, considering their intelligence was equal to that of a newborn Magikarp,


HA!


but that could be dealt with later. Team Plasma couldn't afford to lose any staff if their most important plan yet was to succeed.


Because almost all the grunts are idiots! Like the Team Rocket grunts who 'accidentally' tell you what to do in their secret base!


"So," snarled the man suddenly, causing the grunts to flinch, "is everything ready for Phase Two?" It had better be, he added silently.


Wow, Ghetsis is an jerk in this! Well, he is a villain...

The larger of the grunts gulped, and then whispered timidly, "We completed Phase One as best we could, my lord. Everything is prepared." The smaller grunt nodded in confirmation, but it was a very uncertain nod.


Probably getting Reshiram or Zekrom...


Their boss clocked this and continued, "Phase Two of Project Ideals will advance Team Plasma to the next level. Once we manage to catch Kyurem and Zekrom we will be unstoppable. Then we shall proceed to dominate the Unova region, snaring all native Pokémon along the way, and then… yes?"


And if I wasn't scrapped, I would be working for them. In hindsight, I'm slightly glad that N got me decommissioned, because I would be an entirely different Pokemon if he didn't.

There's something also confusing me. If the Swords of Justice have been humanized in this fic, why not the other Legends of Unova.

It's a bit discriminating if you ask me.


One of the grunts had tentatively raised his hand, like a child at school.


That's a bit mean, isn't it?


M Bison : Of course!


"I just wanted to enquire, my lord," he whispered, shaking like a blancmange. "We all know, of course, that Kyurem's power is strongest when both Zekrom and Reshiram are nearby. Wouldn't it be more - efficient - if we pursued Reshiram and Zekrom before attempting to harness the mighty power of Kyurem?"


That's true. Kyurem is stronger than Zekrom and Reshiram. Good thinking there, grunt!


The man exhaled irritably. "I did not mention Reshiram," he growled, "because I have sent the boy, N, after it.


So the White Stone is at the Moor?


The boy's sister ran away and joined the Sacred Swordsmen, a secret group of crime-fighters.


OB-JECT-TION!

(Pursuit Cornered 2004 is playing in the background.

Genesect is in some imaginary court, but you can see it as well.

A table is in front of him, and he's wearing a blue suit and red tie.

He's also pointing.)

That's a contradiction to this story!

When HumanGirlKeldeo was rescued from the fire at the Moor, the year was 1936, by HumanVirizion, HumanTerrakion and HumanCobalion! However, at the moment, the year in this story is 2012!

N and HumanVirizion cannot be brother and sister, as HumanVirizion was alive at 1936, and N wasn't even born yet for another 70 or eighty years!

So how can they be brother and sister, in when between that time, the parents would of died?

Explain, that!


I believe she and the other two may attempt to sabotage our plans, so…" He paused for effect, enjoying the absolute power he had over the grunts.


SpongeBob SquarePants: MAXIMUM POWER!


"So I have dispatched the Shadow Triad to keep watch on their tree house. If they sabotage our plans despite this…" he smirked coldly. "They'll wish they never heard of Ghetsis Harmonia."


Then how would people know of you?

Makes sense!


Abridged Luffy: Sense is like cheesecake.


Anyway, that was chapter 4.

(Genesect sighs.)

I don't know what to make of this fic...


Moor of Icirrus, Unova Region

9th January, 2012


Of course, we're back at the Moor...


"So this is what we know," began Verity. She glanced around, making sure everyone in the room was paying attention.


I wish they wasn't. It would be funny.


She rolled her eyes when she spotted the beefy, leather-jacketed man slumped on the sofa. "Arawn, could you please stop eating?" There was a grunt and the sound of crunching immediately ceased.


I guess that Terrakion. I bet it's stereotypical for writers to make Terrakion eat a lot.

HE'S NOT FAT!


Verity turned to the blond-haired man in the sky-blue suit beside her. He didn't look it, but he was, in fact, in charge.


No ship, Sherlock!


"Septimus…?" The man inclined his head and banged a spoon on a nearby table.


I like Spoons! I need to eat my yoghurt somehow, and it's not with a fork! Mewtwo has got a large one, I think...


"I, Septimus Cobalion, leader of the Sacred Swordsmen, would like to call this meeting to order.


So, HumanCobalion and HumanTerrakion are introduced.

It's ok, so far...

Creative names, but there's something off about them...


On my right, Verity Virizion. In front of me, Arawn Terrakion and" - his eyes twinkled as they fell upon Agrippa, "Agrippa Keldeo, a member who is yet to be inducted."


Well, if you got her to become a male Pokemon and make him face Kyurem, then I have no objections...


Agrippa nervously smiled back. This was her first formal meeting of the Sacred Swordsmen that she'd attended since being found all those years ago, and it was a tense atmosphere.


Technically, since she's training with them, shouldn't she some part of them already?


"The reason why Verity called a meeting is that we may have a mission. This mission, if undertaken by the aforementioned Miss Keldeo,


MR Keldeo to you lot, if this story would make sense!


would also induct her, make her one of us." Septimus began to pace back and forth, outlining both the plan and the fact that they were being intensely watched by the Shadow Triad, who were known to be allies of Team Plasma.


We know that!


The details of Team Plasma's latest scheme were unknown, but it was dubbed "Project Ideals" and had something to do with capturing either Zekrom or Kyurem, or both. They knew all this, Septimus added, thanks to Arawn, who had gone undercover as a Team Plasma grunt and had worked on the plan.


So, HumanTerrakion went undercover. Good work!


Had he not sat on a hard drive, causing it to smash into pieces, he would have found out considerably more.


(Genesect eye twitches.)

He's not fat...


This info they had, though, was enough to launch a plan that would infiltrate Team Plasma's castle, take out a few guards and hopefully free whatever legendary dragon was being held hostage there.


So they going to break into the castle, and break out Zekrom or Kyurem in a massive great escape.

That's...

….well thought out and detailed by the author.

You can probably guess what my criticism is.


"Yeah, well this all sounds very, like, impressive," drawled Arawn through a mouthful of crisps, "but how are we, like gonna get into the castle?" This was true, and whilst Verity attempted to wrestle the bag of crisps from Arawn's vice-like grip,


(Genesect looks really angry.)

You know what? Terrakion ISN'T fat!

Just because he the largest and heaviest member of the Swords, doesn't mean he's fat! It could be a lot of muscle! That's really disrespectful!


Septimus stood silently in the middle of the room, frustrated that his seemingly perfect plan had a flaw.


If I was there in the castle, I wouldn't help them.

That was chapter five.

CONTINUE!


Throne Room, N's Castle, Unova Region

9th January, 2012


We're at N's Castle, then?

Let's see what the little runt has in store for us!


"Enter."

The massive, gold-plated doors to the Throne Room slowly creaked open. Three grunts walked in, heads bowed respectfully. Two were dragging a struggling N. "Let go of me!" he was yelling. "I have a right to -"


Gandalf: You have no power here!


He broke off as he looked up at Ghetsis, who was ensconced on his throne and leering down at him. The lead grunt stepped forward smartly and cleared his throat, resulting in a nasty smoker's cough bouncing off the walls of the chamber. "We found him on Route 8, my lord. He was probably trying to visit his sister."


They can't be brother or sister! I explained that!


Externally Ghetsis looked calm, but he could barely supress the rage in his voice.


Rage Guy: FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-


"N," he whispered sweetly, "why don't you and I have a little father-son talk? We can… sort some things out." He made a "leave please" gesture to the grunts. They left quickly, not wanting to be subjects of Ghetsis's wrath.

"And now let's talk about the Pidgeys and the Combees..." affirmed Ghetsis, with a somewhat creepy smile on his face.

After they left, and the doors had clanged shut from behind them, Ghetsis prised himself from his throne and stood nose to nose with N. The latter glared defiantly back.


And it looks like N and Ghetsis are having the staring off contest of the century!

(Genesect frowns)

That was sarcasm, again.


"You're using me," N snarled. "You're using me as bait so you can lure Reshiram. That's not right. As for Verity, I can visit her whenever I like! You can't hold me back!"


She's not your sister! In this universe, she a FREAKING LEGENDARY POKEMON BY THE NAME OF VIRIZION!


Ghetsis sighed and closed his eyes. The boy was so ignorant, so empty-headed. "You are not old enough to make these decisions, N."

"I'm fifteen, Dad," N growled.


That's still a child in the UK, North America and the whole of Asia, I think.


"Really?" replied Ghetsis, seemingly amused. You act six. And you will address me as Father."


Darth Vander: Luke, I am your father!


N's grey eyes flashed. "In your dreams!" he exclaimed angrily. "You aren't even my real dad! I know I'm adopted!"

Ghetsis held up a hand to silence him. "You have been mistreated."

"I'll say!" N shot back. "I never saw the outside world until I was ten!"


I heard of worst cases where the victim was held in a basement for almost their entire lives.

(Genesect shrugs.)

But I can see where N is coming from. I can't imagine being held there for almost all my life.


"I meant," Ghetsis continued coldly, "that those nurses mistreated you. They were too soft on you for my liking." Withdrawing a long cane from inside his cloak, he ran his long pale fingers up and down it, smiling evilly.


(Genesect shudders, looking disturbed.)

That's...creepy...


He'd been looking forward to this moment for months, years even.


(Genesect looks alarmed.)

Uh-oh...

I...think I know where this is going...


N froze. The nurses had never punished him, and yet he found himself instinctively dreading how the cane would feel when it was slammed into his back.


(Genesect looks angry.)

I know I don't like N, but no human should go through CHILD ABUSE! IT'S LIKE THEFT IN ELEVATORS! IT'S WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS!


He closed his eyes and prepared for the pain.


NOT THE CHILD ABUSE!

Why would the author write this? This is a K+ Fic, but it has child abuse in it?!

I'll have to get my ban-hammer if there is more child abuse!


It didn't come. N cautiously opened his eyes to see a shocked-looking scientist framed in the doorway, apparently horrified that her boss was about to take a cane to his son. "My lord…" she gasped, swaying a little. Outside the doors, the sound of expensive things breaking and battle cries echoed. "Intruders…" The scientist collapsed to the ground in a dead faint.


Quirinus Quirrell: Troll! There's a troll in the dungeon... Though you want to know...


This is my chance! thought N. He turned and ran.


Wait a second, where the '""' marks?

(Genesect looks annoyed again.)


Main Chamber, N's Castle, Unova Region

9th January, 2012


We're on Chapter Seven, and we're still in N's Castle!

AHH!

(Genesect covers his head in frustration)


Getting into the castle had been relatively easy.

Getting past the guards was proving to be difficult, however.


Just knock them out! Or...

(Genesect looks around nervously.)

...kill them?


Septimus, Arawn and Verity were crouched on a low balcony above the main chamber, whispering half-formed attack plans to each other.


Nothing says like a full-on attack made from a half-baked plan!

That's my plan when I'm fighting someone. A full on attack!

Explains why I lose a lot...


Agrippa was there too, but she was busy admiring the sword that Septimus had fashioned for her. It was about half a metre long, and creamy-coloured, the same as her dress.


Yes, HumanGirlKeldeo! It's the colour of your horn if you were a Pokemon, and were the COLT POKEMON!


"It's temporary, though," Septimus had said mysteriously. What did that mean? Did it mean that she was only being given a weapon in this battle to seem useful?


Go face Kyurem, and have the events of M15 carry out. You'll see.


Anyhow, she thought she looked quite nice. Her long red hair was tied back with a sky-blue ribbon as it always was, and her feet were supported in flat shoes of the same colour. Around her waist she wore a matching woven belt which her sword was currently tucked into. All in all, Verity had done a good job when it came to finding fabric and arranging it into clothing.


….

(Genesect is silent.)

I hate to admit, but there is some good detail at this bit. Lovely bits of detail and well written.

Ehh... Not exactly battle armor...


It turned out that Verity also had very clever hands when it came to technology.


Wait, what?! Is this version of Virizion a Mary Sue? If so, she's not really Virizion at all, but some fake shell think she's Virizion!


She'd built a robotic Pidove, which they all took in turns to "hurt"


For some reason now, I can imagine Virizion building that...


It is dark, at the Swords of Justice's home.

The boys are asleep, while Virzion is working on something.

"Come on...," she goes, trying to make a bomb.

Unfortunately, it explodes.

"VIRIZION!" yells Cobalion, as he goes flying through the air.


.


until Team Plasma captured them under the pretence that they were a sort of Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Pokémon.


So, the Pokemon version of PETA, or the Pokemon version of RSCPA?

(Genesect looks at the camera.)

To all viewers that are not from the UK, the RSCPA is a charity who campaigns for the welfare of animals, and takes care of them at various centers. They are unlike PETA, because they don't do extreme stuff, like 'Pokemon Black and Blue', and respect other people's things.


Taking out guards form there had been child's play – until they actually got into the castle. Now some grunts were down below, assuming they'd have to come down sooner or later. Every so often the grunts would yell things up to the balcony, whereupon Verity would put her hand over Arawn's mouth to prevent him from yelling back obscenities. The others would all keep quiet, since Septimus had pointed out that the grunts were only guessing where they were. He knew they would have to attack soon, but when?


Zalton appears behind them, a sword raised.

"Now!" he barks, menacingly.

"Or I'll kill you all!"


"When the grunts go to sleep, probably," replied Verity when Septimus asked her.


(Genesect looks annoyed.)

Do I even have to say it?!


She pointed down. "Look – one or two of them are already having trouble keeping their eyes open." Indeed, a couple of the guards seemed a little woozy. This was just the chance Septimus had been waiting for. He inhaled deeply, attempting to calm his pounding heart. "Swords out," he commanded, drawing his own, glistening sword from his jacket.


Actually, that last part here is quite good with detail...

(Genesect looks at the camrea.)

To be honest, I don't know what to make of this fic. There are some really good bits, and some bits I think are stupid.

AND, I'm only half way through...

(Genesect sighs.)

….I'm going to get some green tea, maybe some biscuits, and go calm down.

I'll see you guys after the break...

(Genesect walks off, stressed.)

We will be right back with the second part!


A/N: * I'm not a Brony, like I had Genesect say in the previous chapter, but I do respect them. I DID watch some episodes, to see what the fuss was all about. It was ok, not my thing. I thought the MLP Joke up when I was writing the beginning part. I don't really remember how those two characters met, so sorry if I offended any Bronies with that joke.