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Arc Epilogue

"So…" I broke the silence.

"So," Red responded relaxed.

"So!" Fangs boomed in joy.

"…uh," The yellow furry girl looked a bit put off from suddenly becoming the center of our attention. "So?"

A little weak, but she was one of us now, so we would hone her into our synergy even if it took years of trying.

Because that's how we roll.

"We're finally Tamers now…" Red smiled. Then looked at Fangs. "Or a satisfying alternative."

"Yep" She chirped, smiling sharply. "A hundred percent Blue property now. Sorry Red, but no more booty for you without my man's explicit permission." She cocked her hips, turning to the side just a little, seemingly to show a hint of the leather short-clad ass that he was not allowed to enjoy anymore.

"Only for a sufficiently comical reason." I lay the conditions.

"I'll keep that in mind." He said, rolling his eyes. "Now, I'd imagined that we start with a Battle, but…"

"Eh, it would ruin the mood. We will do our first battle in an epic setting, maybe with a few more girls…"

The truth is; that while his girl is excellent and already showed signs of a monstrous potential by blowing up part of a forest, she wasn't on Fangs' league, at least not yet.

"…Sounds good." Red nodded eventually. He isn't backing down because of the difference in strength; it looked like he believed in his new girl enough to give it a try. But it was undoubtedly an advantage, and he knew how I felt about unfair advantages.

That said, the girl was awkwardly following our conversation, but she gained a fierce look at the mention of Battle. Fangs met her glare more calmly, but still with a matching fierceness.

"If we're skipping the battle, then it's present time." That drew everyone's attention. With a flip of my finger an object flew stylishly to my hand, and with another moving, I deposited it on Red's head.

"What is this?" He asked, adjusting it to get a better fit.

"That's the destiny cap. You're destined to wear it." It almost brought me to tears when I saw it on the market, I knew what I had to do then, and I'm not disappointed now; he felt weirdly complete with it. "It will put a magical shield over your frail ass body, and it's also bigger on the inside. It not to Poképack's level, but I think you could fit a Bunnygirl there if you wanted."

He played with the tip a little and then sent me a knowing smile, "Did Izumi enchant this?"

"Of course." If I had enchanted it, it would only have lasted a few months, and the enchantment wouldn't be nearly as high quality. With Izumi; they would last decades.

"What a coincidence."

Hum.

I instinctively caught the Pokéball sized disk that was thrown in my direction. And I noticed that it had a long string through it.

An amulet, made from an unidentifiably smooth material, painted in a yellow and green ying and yang pattern, the long string indicated that if could be worn like a collar

"This will put a magical shield around your tiny ass mind," Red explained, "And it can also make people ignore your presence if you pass your magic on it, at least that's what Izumi said. I can't confirm it."

…So that's what she meant.

"Protective as much?" I teased, pocketing the collar. Better to examine it first to see if Izumi left something to troll me.

"Look's who's saying." He rebuked, tipping his new cap.

"If the two lovebirds are finished having a moment." Fangs chirped in with fake annoyance. "Where's my present?" She demanded from Red.

"Where is mine?" He complained.

Fangs smile widely, "Oh, I already gave you plenty of presents over the years."

Red's eyes rolled again, and he pulled her into an arm hug and led her a few steps away for their girl talk.

Leaving me alone with sparkly.

"So," I started, grabbing the bored girl's attention. "Serena, right? I'm Gary."

I took a half step toward her with my hand raised, and apparently, that was a step too close.

The girl's entire body locked in place, her muscled tensed like steel cords in preparation for an attack, her eyes widened with a flash on pure terror before turning into brutal determination and her cheeks sparked with gathered voltage.

Every instinct I had, prompted me to Flee.

I held back, staying in the same place with my hands still raised, patiently waiting for her to collect herself while trying to not show the effect her reaction had on me.

She was a new Ranger girl, one from the same batch used in mine and Red's test, the same batch Paige came from.

A Viridian batch.

…Only three types of girls came out of Viridian City; broken doll completely crushed by the system, clever survivors who accepted the system and tried to work around it… Or the vicious fighters who couldn't be broken.

These are rare; they don't usually survive for too long.

The girl managed to put back the mask I accidentally broke with my sudden movement and looked at me with suspicion and hostility, but to my surprise, the hostility did not stay for too long.

"Yeah I... I'm Serena." She looks at my hand for a moment before slowly gripping it with her own. "You're the Blue dude right, Red told me about you."

"That's me, feel free to call me Blue or Blue dude, and thank you for calling me that, that is a fucking awesome nickname, and I can't believe nobody came up with something like that before." Now she is looking at me like I was a weirdo. Good, she is learning.

"Red and I will not be traveling together," I continued, "But we'll meet each other pretty often, so I hope we make a goo-No wait that sound fucking weird. Let's just act naturally until we inevitably 'start enjoying each other's company'." I nodded. "That still sounded weird but it's the best I could do for now."

A friendship offer or acting too much like a buddy would just piss her off. Her type is the one you have to sneakily become friends with; mutual respect will do for now.

"Yeah, that was weird," I could practically see the silent 'but it could be worse' on her light blue eyes, so I counted that as a victory.

"Is she your girl?" Serena asked for politeness sake, looking at Fangs and Red gossiping at the distance. "We're going to fight in the future, aren't we?"

"Not to the death of course," It was important to clarify that. "But me and Red, are rivals so it's most likely that you two will end up battling in the future."

The furry girl hummed pensively.

"I will win." She announced after a few moments.

"You are allowed to believe that." I nodded wisely. "But Fangs isn't a pushover. She can destroy you if you underestimate her."

A few challenging sparks flew off, "So can I."

"I guess, we will see about that." I smile, and to my surprise, her lips curled a little in response.

That made me feels safe to ask.

"Can you do me a favor?"

She immediately became more guarded. "What?" She asked slowly.

"Take care of my little brother."

"Got it."

Heh, she didn't even hesitate.

Finally, Red and Fangs came back and-Hum?

"You're ok?" I asked my girl.

"HUm-YES!" She squeaked; Her face was bright with an enormous blush, fox ears twitching like crazy and a wide, uncontrollable smile forming on her lips. "I am Great. Everything Is Fantastic-" Her words seem to get tangled in her throat when she stared at me, then she quickly turned away and let out an almost delirious sound of pure happiness.

What that hell did Red say to her?

"Everything ready Blue?" He called cheerfully. Like he didn't somehow bring Fangs critical happiness with his witchcraft.

"Yeah." I'll let him off for now.

We both turned to the entrance of Route 1; it was considered one of the safest routes in the league and was kept that way by the tireless work of the countless Rangers. They turned the route into a perfect place for a new Tamer to take his or her first steps. The Ferals there aren't too challenging, the landscape was a paradise-like conjunction of rolling hills, grassy meadows, beautiful flowers, stretches of wild sugarcanes of all things, and it had an abundant small animal life, that could easily be caught by even the most incompetent hunter.

"I'll go this way," Red announced, pointing right; to the unmarked path on the side of Route 1 that led to a murky swamp.

"And I'll go this way," I responded, pointing left; to the barely there path on the other side of Route 1 that led to a dark, dense Forest.

We both turned to one another with similar smiles.

"I'll be going then." He tipped his cap and turned to the path, raising his arm in a lazy wave, "Catch you later guys!"

"Aye," I responded. "Smell ya later-"

Fuck! Bit my tongue.

Shit! I hope he hadn't noticed.

There was a laughter- Fuck!

I shook my head and looked at his distancing away form, at Ash Ketchum of Pallet town's distancing form, accompanied, of course, by his loyal Peekabu and beloved Megami*. And was suddenly assaulted be a wave of nostalgia.

Man…that kid sure has grown.

But he is not the only one.

I turned to the most beautiful Eva in the world.

She was wearing 'traveling outfit', as she called it; a tight white shirt that was specially cut to cling to her curves and does not restrict movement in any way. A sleeveless black hoodie that had way more pockets than it first seemed. Her hips were covered by wonderfully tight leather shorts with a tail hole at the back, which also didn't restrict movement in any way and gave an enticing vision to boot, she had a belt which had some stylishly yellow cloth attached to it, and a few packs hooked to it; one particularly big that stayed just over her tail that held her compact, sawed off shotgun. And her feet and hands were covered in an extra resistant hiking tennis shoes and a fingerless glove.

It was a tough but easily replaceable outfit, with an emphasis on up close and personal encounters.

She was also looking at Red's back. Her eyes squinting slightly; like she was a bit confused by what she was seeing.

Yeah, I almost don't recognize him myself.

"Hey," I called.

She perked up immediately by the sound of my voice.

"Hey, yourself." She lets a charming pointy smile open on her faintly blushing face. "Ready for your journey?"

"Our journey." I corrected. It was corny, but it was true. "Shall we get going?"

"Yeah…" She responded, eyes trailing down my equipment. One finger rose to play with the fabric of my gray camo jacket. "We have to get moving…" She nodded, scraping a tiny part her lips softy with her teeth.

Her skin was resistant enough for her to do that now, and I absolutely love it. Both for how sexy it looked, and what it represented.

"You know," I said, gulping a little, and suddenly very aware of how close we were. "A lot of Tamers died on the first few weeks on duty, there are numerous reasons for that, but the most lethal-"

"Improperly secured Taming." She completed with a nod. "An untrained kid gets too excited with their new starter, and started taming in inopportune times, without properly securing the perimeter, leaving them open for any Feral attacks."

"Indeed." I said, "We will not make the same mistake."

"Damn right," She said, lowering her hand to my grown bulge. "We are trained to be better than that."

"It's a stupid way to die."

"…Yes."

I hummed. "However, we are not in the wilds just yet."

"Of course, fairly safe." She cleared her throat. "And it's a special occasion."

"Beginning of journey, very special." I agreed, my eyes traveling down.

"And you look incredible in your outfit."

"And you sir, look yummy in your uniform."

"So?"

"So?"

I gave her a roguish smile, offering my arm. "My Lady, may I take you to the nearest tree?"

She accepts my arm with a very eager and very sharp smile. "That sounds romantic as fuck, good sir."

And so, I take my very enjoyable first step into my Tamer journey. Towards my destiny.

… And later that evening I would scream in pure happiness when I found the inconspicuous Pokéball that miss Degarmo had slid in my backpack earlier.

The helpful info that helps:

MEGAMI, the Goddess Pokegirl

Type: Very Near Human
Element: Psychic/Varies (Celestial)
Frequency: Very Rare (Megami), Extremely Rare (Sama)
Diet: Human Standard
Role: Highly variable between individuals
Libido: Very Low - Extreme (Positive Emotions)
Strong Vs: Varies
Weak Vs: Varies
Attacks: Teleport, Heal, Wonder Guard, Tri-Attack, Thunder, Heaven's Arrow, Memory Wipe, Angel Wings (all others vary)
Enhancements: Affinity (Magic), Telepathy, Enhancement Preservation (All), Innate Knowledge (All), Reduced Feral, Others Vary (Up to 27 total)
Evolves: Demon-Goddess (Dawn Stone)
Evolves From: Any Pokegirl (Varies), Cherry (Angel Stone)
Revised: August 2013

Though the Megami breed is well known today as caregivers, medics, and general all around 'do-gooders', these celestial pokegirls were seen fighting on the side of Sukebe during the War of Revenge. Records indicate that Megami were generally divided, some quickly defected to the side of humans, others remained stalwart supporters of Sukebe. Following the human population decimation due to the Red Plague, most members of the breed declared the war over, and began lending their assistance to humans. The altruistic nature of the breed has improved these celestial pokegirl's image, making them one of the more popular breeds today.

Physically, Megami can be placed in the Very Near Human body type category, though other than this, they are highly variable. The bell curve for heights is between 3.5 - 8 feet (1 - 2.5 meters) though most tend towards the middle of the two extremes. Hair and eye colors are highly variable, and often show some vague connection to an individual's previous form or ancestry. Aside from probable odd hair and eye colors, the only non-human traits visible on the breed are the facial markings that appear as an becomes accustomed to her full power.

Altruistic best sums up the most common personality of the breed. Smaller personality quirks may produce any number of personality types, from motherly individuals to those that are bossy, gruff, or silly. The breed is also well known for being oblique, even going so far as to join a tamer's harem and act as if they'd always been there. While some individuals revel in their mysteriousness other Megami are frustrated by their inability to use precognition to gain more direct insights about the future. Some researchers theorize that the fluidity of time itself actually prevents Megami from doing so.

Megami can only be assessed as individuals when it comes to fighting (or any endeavor) as most of their abilities are highly variable. It is often possible to guess at least what breed line an individual Megami has evolved from simply by studying their secondary element, enhancements, and techniques. Battling styles can occasionally allude to this as well, though some have been trained previously or have since changed tactics. Due to their variable secondary element aside from their Psychic typing, there is no single element that can universally take down the breed.

Though certain popular underground documents claim that Megami are consummate prudes in the taming room (as well as claiming they are all flat-chested). This has been proven not to be the case (bust has also been proven to be within human ranges or dependent on the pre-evolution). Most Megami carry over their taming preferences from their previous form, ancestry, or as individual tastes. Indeed, it is just as likely for a Megami to be prudish as it is for them to enjoy being a dominatrix or other fetishes. Researchers suspect the image of the pure, demure, Megami to be part of popular culture that is often encouraged by individuals of the breed.

Ancestry and pre-evolution are important in the Megami, as they carry over their enhancements upon becoming this celestial breed. For example, Megami that evolve from a Cherry still lactate, but may use their enhanced magical abilities to change the effect of their milk from simple sweet and nutritious to act as a sedative, to induce lust, act as a healing drink, or other such effects. Due to the Megami's inherent power, upon evolving most individuals have to wear magical items called 'limiters' to prevent them from injuring others and themselves with their new capabilities. Once an individual Megami has achieved full control of their powers, they will gain facial markings that are unique to only them. Symbols, colors, and other markings tend to be personal to the Megami's own experience, and after gaining these facial markings they will refer to themselves as Sama (or Megami-Sama). In addition to this, Megami-Sama are extremely powerful combatants that have tested and used their full power. As such, battling one is dangerous without a very powerful and varied harem.

It has long been suspected that Megami are more reliant on positive emotions than sex, though this has been proven to be partly right. It seems that the less positive emotions an individual receives, the higher their taming needs are. Those with access to an affectionate Tamer and friendly and/or loving harem sisters usually have sexual needs that are extremely low, while those in adverse conditions can have Libidos as high as Extreme. If the emotional and taming needs of a Megami are not met, the breed begins to 'fade'. This begins with energy loss, progresses to listlessness, then full catatonia as the pokegirl slowly thirsts or starves to death. Only the strongest willed Megami are able to meet their physical needs as ferals, and even then this is not adequate care and the individual barely survives. Introduction to positive emotions to ferals has been described like cool water to one who is dying in the desert. Due to this pitiful state, feral Megami are almost never found, usually eaten by more able bodied pokegirls or perishing of thirst or starvation.

Threshold directly into a Megami is a very rare occurrence, and lacks any identifying symptoms. Often, stories of 'went to bed a girl and woke up a Megami' are common with thresholders. Thresholders are the most likely to injure themselves or others due to uncontrolled magical use or other accidents, and limiters are highly recommended for thresholded Megami. Newly thresholded Megami often find they have access to knowledge they didn't know before, which may cause thresholders to fall into the same trap as born Megami, in that they will begin to rely on their innate knowledge of everything instead of thinking for themselves. Training and self-discovery can correct this, though many tamers tend not to regulate their Megami too heavily. Threshold Megami can at least enjoy the status of being one of the most widely accepted and least regulated breeds of pokegirl in most Leagues.