Authors Note: I can't be asked at the moment since a lot of school testing is going on but I'm trying to make time for writing. By the way I still don't own Pokemon, Please don't sue me. Also how do you title something that isn't in a different language.

Melissa- Porno Graffiti

Luc did the same, Licking his lips in distaste. His mind was itching at that discerning smile that was spread across her pale face. Her shining eyes offered him little comfort. Luc stuttered. "W-what do you mean by he?" He asked cautiously.

The human apparition before him subsided as the illusion subsided in a volley of waves, revealing the milky white figure of a Gardevoir, yet her hair had remained the same aqua blue. Eclipse looked pleased at the shocked expression that filled Luc's blue face. She shrugged smiling. "I don't know." She held up a piece of parchment that had been torn in the four corners. The Gardevoir held it to his face for the Riolu to review. "But they do seem to want you badly."

She tapped the front of the paper indicating he should read. Lucky for him that Shinrin had taught him otherwise it would have been a very awkward situation. Despite being pleased in himself for being able to read, what befell him through mere scribbles on parchment only made the knot in his stomach worse. In bold black letters. "Wanted: Dead or Alive, An anthropomorphic Pokemon. Species: Riolu or Lucario. Name: Luc Kickenwing. Reward: 12,000 credits dead, 24,000 alive. Notice: Pokemon in question is highly dangerous, and wanted for several charges of thievery and attempted murder. Last seen wearing priceless necklace, and a variety of human clothing. If captured, bring to any nearby Kage holding station." Had the fur on the Riolu's face not been there, his pale face would have been completely exposed.

Eclipse seemed to notice his distress and pulled the paper away from view. "Now I'm not the Author, but from just the way you look you don't seem to be the killing type." She snickered. "But for someone to offer 24,000 credits for such a unique Riolu." She paused.

Luc tensed at the pondering look on the Gardevoir's face. He figured he was very much going to regret the next few seconds, not for her sake but for his own.

To his relief she saw him tense and gave her clique smile. "Relax, I already decided I wasn't going to cash you in. But you shouldn't wear that necklace, that silver chain will catch unwanted eyes. And whoever issued this order has some serious power."

Luc didn't need a name to guess who had requested his capture. "Was anyone else wanted?" Eclipse lifted an eyebrow. "Anyone I'm with?"

The Gardevoir shook her head. "Just because I was watching you, doesn't mean I was looking for who you were with. Out of all the wanted posts, you had the highest reward."

Luc rubbed the back of his ear. "So who are you exactly, some sort of bounty hunter?"

She gave a small curtsy with her pale dress. "Oh yes, especially since I'm fully equipped for that type of thing." She said sarcastically.

Luc growled. "You know you don't have to take this as some big joke! For real, I'm supposed to believe a complete stranger that the necklace I've carried all my life has kept me from evolving, and the person that robbed me isn't a bounty hunter just so happens to have a wanted post with my description on it!" He shook his and walked past her to the street behind her. "Whatever your selling is not favorable to anyone, and I want no bloody part of it."

"They'll get you." That's all the Gardevoir said as he walked out of sight into the bustling street.

His relief from being out of her presence fled when he realized that perhaps several dozens of people had seen him leaping across the roof from down below, any one of them could be after him. Doubting his own safety he took his necklace and placed it one of the pockets attached to his breeches. "Damnable woman." He whispered to himself, all the while walking down the street.

He looked around trying to find some point of reference for The Magic Carp, when he realized the inn was directly in front of him. "Convenient." He smiled.

He walked up the wooden steps of the inn and pushed open the framed door. The roar of laughter and joyous aura was absurd, overwhelming so. Luc instantly found Arson who was in the middle of his idiotic dances, which normally consisted of squatting, kicking, jumping and repeating. Despite Luc's personal opinion the denizens of the bar thought otherwise. A bard was in the middle of playing a fierce shanty, full of staccatos and accents, giving it a bumpy-happy feel. Is was deafened over the drunken laughter. The pink figure of Philip could be seen on the counter smoking a pipe, a smile was strewn across his face. Arson saw Luc and stopped he started waving ecstatically for him to join in the festivities. Luc's eyes widened, he can't dance. He was about to step out when the feathered claw of Blaze pushed him inside the gay building.

Luc put his heels into the wood trying to stop. "Damn it Blaze! No way!" His resistance proved to be ineffective.

Blaze clapped his back. "Shush show them the thing you idiot." He placed Luc on the table next to Arson. He was surrounded by a bunch of gleeful faces.

Luc glared at his brother and mouthed, "No way."

He could see his brother mouth the word, "Coward."

Luc sighed, he really didn't have a choice in the matter. His brother jumped up with happiness and quickly grabbed a glass of ale and handed it to Luc. "Who will take on this little Riolu." Blaze exclaimed. From the laughter of the crowd rose the hand of a human. Tall as Blaze, but looked double the size. He came forward full of confidence. It was Screwdriver. "I'll do it." He smirked.

Blaze handed the giant a mug of ale. Which he drank in an instant, he gave a displeased look at the exasperated Blaziken. "Too weak." He set the empty glass at Luc's feet. The beast reached into his coat and pulled out a glass bottle full of amber liquids. Screw lifted it for the audience to see. "This be a mixture of my own, fermented Pokeberries mixed with some other additions of my own. Enough of this could drop any Rhydon." He chuckled at the nervous Riolu. "You ready."

Luc nodded. He downed his jug of ale within seconds, not even retorting to breath in the middle of it. He wiped the mist from his lips. "Ready." He smirked. The crowd had gone about banging their collective tables.

Blaze had left, returning with a handful of shot glasses. He placed them on the table. Luc spotted Lola and Phoxy at the bottom of the stairs. They shot him unhappy glances, which he mouthed an apology towards.

He turned his head away and hopped off the table, sitting himself directly across from his confident opponent. Screwdriver poured two glasses full the golden liquid and slid one over to Luc. Blaze set the rules. "When I drop my hand, both of you take a shot. Last one still upright wins." He lifted his claw.

The two competitors eyed each other with defiant gazes. Both were confident in their own right. Blaze dropped his claw. Blaze lifted the cup to his mouth and let the liquid plummet into his gaping maw. He could smell the acrid smell of the alcohol before he could taste it. Then the test flooded his mouth. The taste of sour berries and tar filled his mouth. One he swallowed the drink tears brimmed over his eyes. He hunched over and began to cough. "Fuck!" He croaked.

Screwdriver seemed to take a little better than Luc, he had already placed his glass on the table. Eager to be victorious Luc placed the glass heads down on the wooden table. He smiled. "More."

The crowd started stomping the ground. Screwdriver poured another set of alcohol passing another shot to Luc. Blaze lifted his hand, the dreadful drop of his palm came faster than he expected. He downed the nectar anyway. He was slightly prepared for the acidic taste, the Riolu still coughed as his innards became coated in the foul substance. Luc's coughs mixed in with his neighbor. Luc smiled as his brain became heavy.

The cycled repeated several times, each set of alcohol was worse than the last. Luc's heaving chest hurt with every cough, the shear amount of hacking had made them sore. Luc guessed Screwdriver was having the same problem. Sweat beaded on the mans bald head. Luc could feel the sweat on his nose. With each chug Luc's vision began to sway, his head became heavier each time it throbbed. His limit was approaching.

Screwdriver's shaking hand poured the last of his alcohol in the two more shot glasses. A weak hand pushed the glass to him. A skeptical Blaze lifted his hand for one last time. The hand fell. Both competitors stared on with wide eyes before realizing the requirement to drink. Both of the challengers downed their alcohol. Swallowing hard Luc could feel the knot in his stomach become deeply unsatisfied. He could feel the bile rising on his blank face. Screwdriver was giving the Riolu an empty smile. The smile began to waver right before the man puked his entire stomach on the table. Showing the soles of Arson's feet in vomit, trying to escape the onslaught the Monferno fell off the table with and audible shriek. The was a break of silence for the denizens to contemplate the scenario before they all bursted out with laughter.

Blaze lifted the hand of his victorious brother before Luc too, puked all over the table.

Following the incident Luc found himself in a cold bath upstairs. One of the inn's maids had taken his clothes away to be washed. His head throbbed as he used a sponge to clean himself. Blaze watched over him to make sure he didn't slip into the cold water and drown. Despite being a Riolu making Luc more efficient at drinking, he could still get drunk. He began to think the last time he had pulled something that absurd, his father had beaten both of the bothers with a wooden broom, and hard.

Blaze had helped him out of the bath despite the fact that his was almost sober. He even wrapped the towel around his waist. Luc murmured he was just fine. The Blaziken just gave empty okays and continued to help him. He even walked the him over to their room when he only stumbled once!

Opening the door to their room Luc found his clothing neatly folded on the edge of his bed, the necklace was on the top. Blaze set him on the side of the bed, Luc let himself fall backwards on the bed. He could see Blaze's figure bend down and pull something out from under his bed. Blaze coughed a noticeable, "Ahem!"

Luc's ears perked up as he sat up to Luc at his brother. "What is it." He asked.

Blaze shot a smile at his older brother, his hands were wrapped behind his back. He his eyes looked off past Luc as his body swayed. "Well I just happened to find something underneath my bed, and I thought you would like it." His aura told Luc he was lying, he kept quiet anyway.

Luc's eyebrows raised questioningly. "You just found it?"

Blaze shrugged, "Maybe."

Luc gestured to his brother to continue. "Come now Mr. Chicken lets see it."

Blaze brought his hands forward revealing the empty holster for a large broadsword. Luc's mouth hung open. What was he to say.

Blaze smile. "You could say thank you." He suggested.

Luc hugged his feathered friend. "Thanks."

Blaze lifted Luc up off the ground and gave him a squeeze. "Happy name day Luc, I would have said something sooner, but you know." He trailed off. He handed the holster to an excited Luc. He began to feel the tanned leather that made up the whole of the sheath. Despite looking so plain, Luc knew that Blaze must have used a couple days worth of hunting to acquire it. Blaze continued. "I figured that you would have evolved by now, so I had bought a large one."

Luc held the holster out in his hands, he looked over the size of the scabbard. "Aren't most holsters specifically made?" He sat himself on his bed, all the while Blaze was smiling, and was met by hard cold metal. Luc shot up and refused to turn around. "Idiot, you did not sped this much on me."

Blaze nodded. His eyes told Luc he wasn't lying. The Riolu turned around to meet the shining light that reflected off the length of a metal broadsword. Its entire length was free of smudges and scratches. The guard of the sword curved outward, toward the length of the blade. The edge of the guard was also indented into a curve. The grip was wrapped in tanned leather, presumably fine Tauros hide, and wrapped around the heft of the blade. The pommel of the blade was circular and about as thick as his thumb. The entire blade was made of tempered steel, its craftsman must have had years of experience in making martial weapons. Luc lifted the silvering blade from its resting place. Balancing it in his palms as he felt the weight of the heavy blade. It surpassed the weight of his quarterstaff significantly.

Luc set the blade inside the sheath and placed it on the bed. He gave an audible sigh.

Blaze had assumed that Luc worried that he had spent to much money on the blade, and tried to assure his brother it was fine. That wasn't the problem. "I know why I haven't evolved." Luc said dishearteningly.

Normally Blaze would laugh and say that Luc hadn't evolved because he was an idiot, instead he had remained silent which worried Luc far more. He turned to face the somber eyes of his younger brother. "It's mom's necklace." His voice was almost a whisper.

Blaze pursed his lips unable to respond. "It's an everstone Blaze. It's supposed to keep Pokemon from evolving." He clenched his fists. "All this time I could have already evolved." He growled.

Blaze got to his knees in front of the Riolu and placed his hands on Luc's shoulders. The Blaziken patted his brother on the head. "Your missing the bigger picture you fool. You can evolve now."

Luc shook his head. "I know that Baka, but that's not what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid of what comes next." Blaze tried to reassure him with a smile. The smile failed to help comfort the disturbed Riolu. "Blaze, right now I can feel the thoughts coming from you right now. All in the form of raw emotion, that same emotion is reflected on me. And when evolve it will only get stronger, what happens when I can feel the thoughts of everyone in a single town." He croaked.

The smile on Blaze's face fell away. He sighed. "I don't know." He put flatly. "There is no way I can understand what you are and will go through, but all I know is that I will be with you at your side. Every step of the way."

Tears brimmed Luc's eyes. "You promise?"

Blaze laughed. "Only if you stop crying."

Luc gave him a light punch. "Idiot." He wiped his eyes. Eager to change the subject he looked at Blaze's person. "I thought Merlin had you guys buy some clothes."

Blaze gave an awkward laugh and blushed through his feathers. "Well, ya. But I don't really like wearing them." Luc laughed. "There pretty uncomfortable."

Luc pointed at his brother. "Show me, or your going to sleep tonight watching your back all night."

Spooked, Blaze quickly left the room. Only making Luc wait a few moments, the Blaziken came back wearing his new apparel. Which apparently was just some long black breeches and a red cloak. Luc laughed. "That's it." He scoffed.

"I have undergarments too." Blaze retorted.

"Because three pieces of clothing is so hard to wear." He chuckled at the awkward Blaziken. Blaze scowled while flipping Luc off.

Blaze dropped his hand and fell on his back unto his own mattress, he itched at his neck where the cloak was attached. "I don't know how you can be so comfortable in this stuff, it's to damn hot."

Luc grasped the holster that carried his broad sword with a firm grip, hefting it off his bed he sat it next to the bedpost. "It might be because, and this is just a hunch, I'm not a fire type."

Without any retort from Blaze the room fell silent, except from downstairs in the inn. Luc looked up over at the Blaziken lying atop his woolen mattress. His face revealed he was deep in thought.

Luc rubbed the top of his head in his discomfort. "Blaze." He said, grabbing the Blaziken's attention. "I need to ask you something." He didn't wait for his brother to respond. "Did you perchance have a dream the other night?" Luc could feel his nerves twitching.

Blaze tried to hide his fright, the aura surrounding his body revealed his fear. "You saw him too then." His voice failed to show any hint of cowardice.

Luc nodded. He began to explain the context of his encounter with Kira. Starting with the wisps, the flames engulfing mother, and the offer. He refrained from talking about the doubts sowed in his mind and the violet color his aura had turned.

Blaze recounted his story too. He had woken up in the middle of the night to a bright light. laze had described as blinding yet so comforting. He began to follow it, and the bright music that began to accompany it. In the middle of the forest he had found a glowing tree, a willow to be exact. When head approached it he felt obligated to reach out and grasp its holiness. Upon touching the tree, he found it impossible to free himself as it began pulling him inside to become one with the bark. Following through the inside the tree he found himself in the tower. Along with the peculiar abyss Luc had seen were his wishes as well. He described how his body had changed again. He talked of flames sprouting from his wrists, hows his beak had a red horn sprouting out of his forehead, how some of his feathers were black, and something else. Which Luc new of only because he hesitated before skipping over his fourth desire. His encounter with Kira must have gone similarly, but instead of mother being burned it was Ren, the lust for Kira to have them was there as well, but Blaze also left out the doubts that Kira had presented them.

When Blaze had finally finished his anecdote, they became unbearably quiet for a short time. Luc broke the silence that had filled the room. "He knows who we are, he can enter our dreams on the whim, and he is the literal god of death." He breathed in, held it, and released. "And where the bloody hell was Arceus in this." He kicked at his bed's foot.

A knock came at the door. The brothers tensed. "Who is it?" Luc called.

"Who do you think, idiots." It was Lola's voice. Luc stepped up from the bed to let her in.

Swinging it open Luc fell to the floor blinking, his mouth wide open. And it wasn't because Eve had pinned him to the ground. It was the fact that the previous Monferno know as Arson was there, but had evolved into an Infernape. The golden plates mixed with his white blouse and red breeches made him look like some knight from storybooks, his flowing mane of fire that sprouted from his head was certainly eye catching as well.

That wasn't the least of it however, Lola the previous Buneary had evolved into a gorgeous Lopunny. Of course he didn't say that, but she certainly looked pretty in her brown coat that seemed to match with the yellow fluff that sprouted from her ridiculously long ears. The coat sprouted into a skirt. Below that she wore some high leather boots that seemed to be fluffy on the inside. Luc had no idea how she managed to bag shoes like that with only six credits.

"Notice anything different." They said in unison. It was a rhetorical question, but his surprise made him nod a yes as well.

Phoxy stepped into the directly afterwards. "You two are too full of yourselves." She said flatly.

Her clothes had perfectly matched with the coloring of her fur. She wore a blond dress that was laced up on the front with a singular lace of leather, it was embroidered with a silvery white and had a red bow at her collar that matched with her red-orange fur. She also wore black stockings and nicely fitted black shoes that she seemed to bounce on as she walked about.

Shinrin wore white, to put it simply. And two brown bracers for his corresponding wrists. But despite that he work a white cloak, blouse, breeches, and boots. Luc was curious to how he was going to keep the clothes clean, knowing it was Shinrin made him cast his doubts aside.

Blaze threw himself up from his bed to look upon his newly evolved friends. "When did this happen? You guys were little kids a moment ago." Phoxy and Luc laughed at the jibes.

Arson rubbed his awkwardly. "When I blacked out after spitting up vomit, I kinda woke up like this."

Lola laughed with the others. "Of anyone to evolve from someone emptying their bowels it would be you." She gave an exaggerated bow. "I evolved wh-

"When you knocked me unconscious for being in the center of that cluster fuck." Arson interrupted.

Lola slapped him. "That reminds me." She quickly socked both Blaze and Luc in the stomachs, causing them to fall to the floor wheezing for air.

"The hell was that floor." Luc coughed.

Lola placed her hands on her hips. "Just because your father isn't here doesn't mean you can pull stunts like that."

Luc placed a hand to his chest defensively. "Hey, they forced me into it."

"So." She retorted. "I still watched out drink a man four times your size."

He was about to say, "Whatever mom," but the look on her face told him he might regret doing so.

Arson hopped onto Luc's bed and began to jump on the mattress. "Oh by the way Luc, there's a bounty on your head for twenty-four thousand credits."

Lola and Phoxy gave Arson angry glares full of shock, which he merely shrugged off, while Shinrin chuckled to himself. "You can't just go and say things like that you idiot." Phoxy objected. Luc could see Lola mouth the words, "Just wait." which caused Arson to stop bouncing on the bed.

Luc rubbed the top of his head. "I kinda knew that."

Blaze blinked at his brother in surprise. "You cuck, and you didn't tell me?"

Luc averted the surprised eyes that filled the room. "Ya long story short, I met a friend that robbed me, gave me back my money, cracked a few of my ribs, threatened to cash me in for a reward, and also tell me that I've been carrying around a everstone."

"That bloody great." Arson laughed, he was the only one.

Blaze picked him up by the shoulders and hefted the Riolu into the air surprising Luc for sure. "When did you forget to tell me this!" He shook him a couple times before dropping him to the ground.

Luc tried to calm the mob using his hands to gesture for them to settle down, the signal had little effect. "I was going to but someone forced me into a drinking competition."

"Which you won." Shinrin inquired.

Shinrin talking caused Luc to freeze a bit. Blaze and Arson pointed at the Grovyle. "What he said." Blaze stated.

"So who were they?" Phoxy asked curiously.

"Who?" He thought about her question before mentally slapping himself. "Oh, it was a girl with blue hair, and then she was a Gardevoir with blue hair."

Arson winked over at Blaze, which he returned to Arson. Seeing them flustered Luc. "N-no, it's not like that." He blushed. "She was trying to use me." He said defensively.

"Use you? And you mentioned something about cracking a rib or two?" Arson snorted.

"Your a child, you know that right?" He said to Arson.

Arson hopped down from the bed and stood erect in front of Luc, he compared their heights using his elongated hands. "Hmm, curious. Because from our height difference any Pokemon could come to the conclusion that I'm older." Arson said matter of factually. Lola slapped him. Luc thanked her.

Lola leaned against the corner of the room. "So what the heck is an everstone?" She waited for his answer.

Luc went over to his folded clothes and picked his necklace from off the top of the pile. He held the stone necklace high for his peers to see. "This is."

Phoxy's surprise was mixed with sympathy. "That's your mothers necklace isn't it?"

Luc nodded. "The Gardevoir claimed that the stone can keep the wearer from evolving."

"From what I've read, everstones also make the evolving Pokemon even more powerful than had they evolved quickly." Shinrin added.

Luc tilted his head into another nod. "That's what she said."

The conversation seemingly died after Luc's last comment. Arson announced that he was hungry and left the room, after Lola tripped him on the way out. Phoxy, Lola and Shinrin also announced there retiring for the evening, leaving Blaze, Luc, and Eve to themselves. The boys had mutually decided that they would both go to sleep, especially since they were tired a couple days worth of riding.

Luc fell into his sheets, letting Eve snuggle up next to him. He was frightened at what he was about to face alone, but Eve's purring comforted him as he drifted into the beyond.

Luc awoke in the stone tower he had previously been two. Except it wasn't a tower, rather where the balcony had been was a doorway leading to a garden. Realizing he nothing better to he decided to follow the doorway outside. What Luc had presumed to be a garden was a serious understatement. Rather the garden was a maze of hedges, and the hedges were actually thorns. Luc followed the maze before meeting his first intersection. Not wanting to become lost he decided to double back to the entrance. Luc was disappointing to find the dead thorns surrounding him had moved, and ultimately blocked his path.

"Tell me Luc what is it that you fear?" Giratina's echoed across the darkened sky of the dreamy grey clouds above.

"Legendary's that can't let me sleep." He murmured under his breath.

"No need to be a child Luc." His dark chuckle rolled across the sky. "But I would love to see you cry like one."

Looking up to the sky he could see the glowing red eyes that had stared at him from the darkened void from his last visit here.

"Lets see." Giratina pondered. "Everyone is afraid of the dark, but what else? How about something you can't see or hear."

Luc gave an audible gulp. Despite the dream already being dark, Giratina must have taken some serious pride in making it completely dark. The glowing eyes still floated above. Luc lit one of his fingers with the eerie violet aura that had developed here, using it as a crutch against navigating the maze. The light that his aura managed to provide only seemed to make the thorn maze all the creepier. Casting twisted shadows made Luc debate with himself whether he should dissipate the flame. The soul piercing shriek that filled the air made Luc decide against putting the light out. "Damn it! Damn it!" He yelled to himself. He started moving faster than he had before. The shrill didn't seem to wane, its pitch continued throughout the maze filling each corner. The wind that followed seemed to only amplify the sound of the screaming. The wind had burnt out the flame that he had produced, and now his body was being dragged along within the maze as large gusts of wind forced him along. He was now blind both in sight and hearing. He could hear Giratina's coarse laughter mixed in with the shrieks. Which were of course getting closer and closer. His heart was beating faster, faster than was conceived to be healthy. The hairs upon his flesh were beginning to puff up. Luc tried to sense any feelings from the approaching demon, only to be refreshed with the thoughts of blood lust, fear, and sadness. Panicked he began to run head first into prickly thorns. Luc could feel the blooding dripping from his pierced skin being flung away in the fierce wind. The shrieking was almost upon him, he continued to run, tears stung his eyes as the wind dried them continuously. Giratina's laughter droned on, becoming quite irritating.

When the sound became unbearable, painfully unbearable Luc fell to the floor and covered his ears. Any rational notion of escape had fled, he was going to wait for death to come. No more running. Luc blinked wildly when the shrieks stopped. Opening his eyes he was back in his room. Pain tingled up at his arms. Looking down he could see where blood was beginning to clot, as if made by a series of thorns.

"He is here young Luc, and Evil will have you." The voice belonged to Giratina.