Missy sat in the back with Alisha in the car. The window was down, and blake was driving. the cool air felt good on her skin as she watched the scenery go by. There were several bumps that made her jump, but then she calmed down. Her only thoughts at the moment was about what happened only a few hours ago, and where Demetrie could possibly be. He could be anywhere, plotting something against them. she wanted to be able to stop him but she would have to find him. Or he would have to find her. Either way, there's going to be a battle to the end.

Missy then spoke up, "About how much farther is it anyway?"

"I'd say a few more hours." Blake replied. Missy sighed."I think we should stop or now and give this car a rest. Looks like it' overheating a bit." Blake said as the car started to slow down.

"Great." Missy groaned. She was really annoyed with Blake at the moment. For what he did back there. They could have just left him there like that, and wake up to see them gone. But no, Blake had to go and take that mask off, the Airborne Virus got in him, and he became a Pokemon. She opened the door and then slammed it shut, walking to a small area in the forest nearby. Alisha got out and stood next to Blake.

"She's really upset with you." Alisha pointed out.

"No, I thought she was filled with joy." Blake rolled his eyes in a sarcastic manner.

"I think you should go talk to her." Alisha suggested.

"I don't know if she want to talk to me at the moment."

"she needs to talk to you. Maybe you can get her anger to go away." Alisha looked up at him. "Please?"

Blake sighed, and then started forward to the area where Missy went to. He walked or a good minute or two, when he finally saw her standing against the tree, and holding herself. It seemed like he was crying. He walked up behind, and then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. He then rested his head on hers.

Missy was surprised by this action. Her eyes went wide, and then her face blushed beet red. She reached up to wipe some of her tears.

"Why are you crying?" He whispered in a soft voice.

"Because of you. Because of what you did. We could have left that guy there." Missy explained, anger filling in her again.

"I don't think that's the only reason." Blake's cool breath sent chills down her spine.

Missy started to stammer a bit. "S-sure it is. T-that's the only reason." She closed her eyes. She wanted him to let her go, but she wanted him to hold her like this.

"Tell the truth. "He whispered. "Are you thinking about your friends?"

She nodded a bit. "Yeah, I guess. I wonder where they could be, you know." She started. "I'm also worried about Demetrie now. He's somewhere, but I just don't know where. He also has something on his sleeve."

Blake nodded in response. "I wonder where he went to, too. Probably suckering that dimwit Megan again into his little scheme."

"I don't know, but right now, that seems like it to me."

They were both quiet for a long time. Blake sighed a bit, his breath on the back of her neck. It sent more chills down her back.

"Back then, at the house. I thought I was going to lose you." He whispered.

She blushed madly again. "I'm okay. He didn't hurt me."

"But what if he did?" He asked then.

Missy wondered, too. what if he accidentally pulled the trigger on that shotgun? She would be in pieces all over the place.

"I don't know if I'll ever be able to live without you."

Missy caught her breath. She was surprised hearing this from his mouth. She wondered when he started to change? When he started to like her?

"So, why were you so mean in the beginning?" She asked.

"I didn't know what a great person you were at the time." He started. "It was during the time when we were at that shack. With that Officer Jenny. that trap laid out by Demetrie." He spoke again. "After seeing your determined face, I guess I startled to have feelings for you. You're a tough girl, one that admire. You never give up."

"Thanks." she breathed.

Quiet took over them for a while, and neither of them spoke. Blake held Missy some more, and she let him, of course. A new romance was blooming, or had it already bloomed.

"We should get back to Alisha." Missy said, turning around and getting out of his grasp.

But he still had a hand on her wrist, and he pulled her closer this time, their faces inches apart. He then leaned down, and their lips touched. Sparks were flying inside of Missy as she as surprised by the action. He kissed her for a good long while as Blake put his hands around her waist. Not knowing what to do, letting instinct take over, her arms lifted up and wrapped around his neck. she instinctively pulled him a littler closer and their bodies were touching. they kissed for a good while, when Blake finally let go.

"We should head back now." He stated.

"But, I don't want to just yet." she gasped. Her face was red all over. She really wanted this moment to last forever.

"I guess I can live with that." He smiled, and he leaned down again and they kissed one more time.

Demetrie had stopped for a while. Megan just noticed that he was carrying a bag full of paper, and the updated version of the Virus. she wondered what he planned to do with the paper. Megan watched him silently as he took the pieces of paper out with a pen, and started to scribble some words on the paper.

Finally, she asked. "What's the paper for?"

"It's for the future generation." He stated. "for when you take over as the next Elder."

Chills went through her body upon hearing those words. Elder? does that mean I will lead my own society, like he has done?

"When you become the next elder, you are to abide by these laws. Find your own Arbiter. Restart this civilization that Yasuo has started. When you are ready, I will pass on and become a Pokemon once again, and Yasuo's Grace will be upon you. As soon as that happens, you will raid a town and take over it. Let it be the start of your new civilization, and abide by these laws. Spread the word around to neighboring towns, get them to join by force, and set elders in each of their villages."

Megan was a little stunned. she had to do so much if she was to be the next Elder. The next ruler of the society until she passes on. She tried to imagine that. She also tried to imagine her pregnant. And each time, after each kid popped out of her, she would get pregnant again, as Demetrie pointed out before. She felt a shudder run down her spine, and then joy spread through her body at these thoughts. Before all of this, she would have been disgusted by the thought, but now, all of her former self went away. A new her had taken over, one that was ready and willing to help Demetrie, and start this all up again. She wanted to change the world.