potentialauthor18: (Ch 31) This isn't the past. It is an alternate universe where humans just don't exist. (Ch 36) I do have some non-Michael lemons planed though.
Also, my recent reviews are a monolith of two reviewers who posted at two different times. I'm very grateful to you two but I would see some reviewer variety. Well, I better try to wrap up this Unown Dimension thing soon. Got to get them chapters out..
Bubbles heard someone saying her name she couldn't figure out who it was. She was maybe imagining it. She felt water go into her mouth. It's been forever since she had anything to drink. There was a slap to her face.
Bubbles opened her eyes and saw three strangles standing over her. The closest one was a Miltank, and there were also a girl and boy furret, both of them holding rifles. The miltank started speaking.
"Hey you're awake. We heard about you from the nearby town. It's odd finding someone out here dehydrated half to death coming right out of civilization."
"Everyone seemed afraid of me," Bubbles said, "I didn't actually speak with anyone through. "
"You're Bubbles right, tall girl with blue hair? Not very many people around here fit that description." the miltank said.
"Um, yes. How do you know my name?" Bubbles asked.
"There was this guy I meat named Michael meant looking for you," she replied.
"Did you find any others?"
"I'm sorry. We didn't find any of them. I was hoping to find his girlfriend," the miltank said.
"His girlfriend?" Bubbles asked surprised.
"Didn't you know. He has a girlfriend named Chelsea. You must not know him as well as I thought."
Okay, focus Bubbles. Michael obviously just said that to this girl to avoid exposing the whole harem thing these people. I don't know what my role would have been in Michael's story. Perhaps he said I was a mercenary or body guard; he most likely he centered it on Chelsea who's the same species as this girl and just said all the girls were Chelsea's friends.
"Yes, I know Chelsea's his girlfriend. It's just that I'm surprised they ever got separated from each other. I was hoping you knew where she was. At least I know her boyfriend is safe now," Bubbles said.
"I'm sorry, we've lost him during the course of a battle," she said.
"What? Did he die? Was he captured by the enemy?" Bubbles asked visibly showing her fear.
Calm down Bubbles. You don't want to make it obvious you love him, Especially not when he still could be alive.
"He was taken by a group of dragon soldiers. We've been tracking them, trying to understand their motivations. The problem is that they are technically our allies, and that they seem aware of our movements."
"And you're trying to rescue him?" Bubbles asked.
"Sort of. We're sort of on an intelligence mission. It's only four dragons, but their presence makes our generals uneasy. The oddest thing about them is that fact that one of them is a latias, which means she is royalty. We could probably use your help. My name is Carol, and I'm the leader of this group," she said.
"You have no reason not to have sex with me," Sheiaral said sealing up the door out of her tent
"But I didn't know that I had to be part of your palace harem," Michael said.
"Do you think I'm some sort of deviant who likes casual and impersonal sex? Every man I have sex with is important to me, so I keep them and make them part of my family. They all learn that no other girl can care for them as well as I do," Sheiaral said.
"But I have a life I have to return to. People who I love and care about."
"Yes, I know all the girls you care about; Each of them exclusively committed to you. Did you forget I'm psychic? Yes, I know all about your personal little club of girls,"
"What, you do?" Michael asked startled.
"Yes, There's the deviant redhead who gets off on the weirdest of thing, the relatively tall water type who has trouble expressing herself, the lazy and depressed rock type, the bosomly normal type who's black hair shines green, and the broken warrior who never really had strong feelings for you. There was one more that didn't mean as much so I'm having trouble reading that one. You aren't so different from me. Any protest against me is hypocritical."
"It's not a matter of hypocrisy; it's a matter of loyalty! They chose to be with me," Michael said.
"Only after a bit of time did they loved you. You will love me and only me," Sheiaral said.
"I can't abandon them. You must know how much I love them."
Sheiaral put her hand on Michael's chest.
"I know how you feel about all of them Michael, but that doesn't compare with the feeling up have for me," Sheiaral said.
"But I don't even know how many consorts you have. I won't be special at all."
Sheiaral went down on her knees, a position for which she was still taller than Michael. She pulled him into a hug.
"Don't say you won't be special to me. You are be my eleventh, if you must know, and eighth out of the consorts who are still in my servive. The one I lost recently was, special... very special."
She pulled him in tightly to her chest. Michael at first thought this was all an act, until he felt tears fall from above. Michael moved his arms to hug her back, but her was too deep into her boobs to reach anything else. He knew she would be moved by the gesture anyways. He waited for her to continue speaking.
"This never was supposed to be such an emotional thing. When my cousin and I sorted this out, we were supposed to be efficient and scientific about everything, trying everything to save our race."
"Sheiaral, you mean…"
"Yes, I'm from an endangered species. We are ran out of viable spouses; I'm trying to get pregnant while my cousin is trying to find a girl he can actually knock up. It's been long assume that only latias and latios can mate but my cousin had the idea of trying to mate with different species. Harems are not common in our society at all, and it's still quite a bit of a secret. However, it's been decades into this experiment and it's looking more like we are going to die out after all. It's been an undeniable fact that neither latios nor latias has been born in nearly a century and there may be a day when no one can lead. Our enemies realize this as well and will most likely take advantage of this as well. If someone ascends to the throne without an heir, it will confirm all the fears my people have about our nation's integrity."
"I'm sure your people are strong enough to adapt," Michael said still feeling tears falling from above.
"I know they are strong, but they hate change. Our lifespans are too long. Our population takes longer to recover from war, we're slow to technological change, and when hate help from foreigners. That vast majority of dragons to this day are complete racists and conservative way beyond the times. Perhaps it's better if my people all just die out."
The tears sped up and she held him even tight. Her speaking was getting rasped and her breathe was irregular. Michael, being unable to comfort her in any other way, hugged her breast tighter.
"If the rest of your species are anything like you, it would be a very great lost. Those two woman guards you have are beautiful and strong, all three of them were pretty reasonable in the few conversations I've had with them. If your people are anything like them it would be the greatest tragedy I've heard of if they all died, and my world had pretty great tragedies of its own," Michael said.
"I can feel the tragedies your world went through. Those images are distinct in your mind. It makes me worry about the future of my own world. I would like to see a future were we get past war and poverty. Still, I can't give on my species yet."
"But, humans and pokemon can't reproduce together," Michael said.
"Well, maybe our two species are more closely related than you think."
Sheiaral let go of Michael and then she got on the fold up bed and lay down.
"We're leaving in a half an hour," Sheiaral said taking off her clothes, "How we spend the time is up to you."
Meanwhile Sandie and Chelsea were sitting in a diner. Chelsea could sell milk at a very decent price, although it only just barely covering Sandie's and her own meal. Many of her favorite meals were cheap as well, although typically not as filling as they normally are. Chelsea was always a heavy eater, especially counting the calories her species gets from lettuce. It wasn't likely a long term financial plan, but hopefully it was enough for the duration of the stay in this world.
The xatu who have been helping them, who called herself Alexis, came in holding Ashton's arm.
"Wow, she actually did it," said Sandie, "Now just two more to go. I hope Bubbles and Michael are together. They would be completely lost without each other."
Alexis and Ashton reach the table where they were sitting.
"Ashton found some very useful information on the unown," Alexis said.
"And Alexis thinks she figured out a way to get back by studying the books I've found," Ashton said.
"That's get. Now all we have to worry about is finding Bubbles and Michael," said Sandie, "Although I'm not sure if we are going to figure out how to travel dimensions. It's coming together nicely though, right Chelsea?"
"Yes it is coming together very well. It's almost like it was all planned," Chelsea said.
Chelsea suddenly rushed up and knocked several chairs over across the room. Sandy and Ashton step back in surprise as they watch Chelsea bolted to the wall. It was a couple of seconds before either Sandy or Ashton realized what happened.
"You better tell me everything you know right now!" Chelsea yelled at the xatu she pinned to the wall using her arm.
"Darn it, I forgot how fast your species can be. I'm just helping a group of strangers. Please release me," Alexis said.
"You don't think I can smell your bullshit a mile away. You're the reason we're stuck here," Chelsea said.
"You're jumping to some wild conclusions. There is no way I summon you to this world. That was the unown, which do have an obscure history in my world, as these books will show."
"What do you mean "my world"? It's pretty clear you and I came from the same place. You smell like you've bathed this week, I saw a tag on your clothes, and I've heard patterns in your pronunciation that reveals you're from Johto. You also just happen to be from a species that's known for seeing the future. It's very clear you a not telling us everything. Now the next time you speak, it better be without your fake ass accent," Chelsea demanded.
"It was a pretty good accent considering the circumstances."
"Who are you and why did you make us end up here?"
"I'm one of twelve sage chiefs. I do not know the why the unown transported you to this world. I followed you to make sure you make it out of this world," the xatu explain.
"Aren't you sages supposed to have perfect vision of the future? It's clear you influenced these events."
"Okay, I brought you to this world to prevent all of you from dying at the hands of Ho-Oh and her servant. As soon as I did, my knowledge of the future was broken."
"Okay then, why is Ho-Oh after us in the first place? She mediates the peace between the humans and pokemon of the world which is quite a different job from her immediate pastime of hunting specific humans and pokemon. Since you obviously felt the need to interfere in all of this, you should be more than qualified to explain the situation," Chelsea deduced.
"Ho-Oh is determined to kill all of you. I'm trying to prevent her from reaching her goal. Only by accepting my help will you make it out of here," the flustered xatu said.
"So, you only need some of us to survive," Chelsea said.
The entire diner was quiet. There were a lot of pokemon watching. Chelsea didn't care who was watching with the whole thing being farfetched and irrelevant to the customers and employees of the establishment.
"I would prefer it if you all survived but I'm not a god. I do not know who will live. I especially cannot foresee across dimensions."
"Do you plan on staying in this world away from Ho-Oh's vengeance?" Chelsea asked.
"No. I will fight until the end."
Chelsea released Alexis from the wall.
"That last thing was the one truthful thing you've said since I've meant you," Chelsea said.
Alexis was trying to catch her breathe.
"You still haven't told me why Oh-Oh wants us dead," Chelsea said.
"I can't tell you. You wouldn't be able to handle it if I told you," Alexis replied.
"Try me!"
The xatu breathed deeply.
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you. I really wish I could," she said between breaths.
"Don't try to tell me we'll be better of blindly following some vague destiny. I'm not one who goes dancing foolishly around life and death situations in ignorance!" Chelsea yelled grabbing Alexis by the collar.
"I really do wish I could tell."
"Why don't you? Will your tongue explode? Will a meteor come and kill everyone on this continent? Will dowsing rods start pointing all the wrong ways?" Chelsea said getting angrier.
"Chelsea stop!" Sandie yelled.
Chelsea looked over at Sandie.
"She's not telling us everything," Chelsea said.
"But she's trying her best to help us. Can't you cut her some slack? There must be a good reason why she's not telling us everything," Sandie said.
Chelsea looked at the girl she had at the end of her arms. She looked scare and had tears going down her face.
"Fine," Chelsea said releasing the xatu, "What do we have to do next, 'Alexis'?"
"I sure hope I never piss off Chelsea," Ashton said to Sandie.
I noticed that I've somewhat inconsistent with capitalizing names of species. From now on, they will lowercase unless it's a name like Ho-Oh.