Jessie: Wow… dopliss sure has been gone for a long time now, huh?

James: You think we might have killed him?

Meowth: Nah, he´s fine! I bet he´s in the middle of plotting a big revenge scheme against us.

James: I hope not.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. Nintendo owns Pokémon and Metroanime owns Pokégirls.


11:38, Sunday.

Congratulations, Luna!" the tailed Tamer´s harem praised upon learning of the Umbrea´s recent change. The girls and their master were currently eating breakfast.

"You should have seen her," Silvia said proudly. "At first, it looked like she wouldn´t make it, but then she swore upon the moon about how she will win, evolved, and kicked ass." She smiled and scratched behind her own right ear. "Throughout this whole thing, I was ready to leap out and help, even when that asshole tried to hurt Master."

"He tried to hurt Master?" Lightning asked, slightly surprised.

Christian laughed a little. "What male Tamer hasn´t tried that?" he asked.

Luna giggled. "So, when my old master tried to hurt my new one, I appeared right in-between them, blocked his punch, twisted it, and warned him as seriously as I could." After a short moment of silence, she added, "Well, as serious as I was back then."

"So you both kicked ass and showed your old master who´s boss, huh?" Amy summarized. "I´ve gotta say, Fluffy, I´m impressed."

The Umbrea looked questioningly at the Sonica. "'Fluffy'?" she asked.

"Yeah, I´ve decided to give you all nicknames." The fast Electric-type then pointed at Julia, then at Kira, then Blaze, then Flora, then Catherine, then Silvia, then Lightning, then Kimmy, then Lassie, then Catalina, and finally at her master, all while saying their nicknames. "Stripes, Blacks, Scaly, Weed, Spots, Greenie, Mousy, Burly, Puppy, Spells, and Little Guy – those are the names I came up for you!"

The rest of the harem seemed displeased by their apparent nicknames. "What do you mean, 'Weed'?!" the Venuswhore asked, offended.

"What do you mean, 'Little Guy'?!" Christian asked amusedly, standing up. "I´m… not that short."

The Sonica smirked, quickly rose to her feet, and in the blink of an eye, she zoomed over to the tailed Tamer and swept his legs off the ground. He fell backwards, but she caught him in both of her arms. Looking down at him, she stated, "You look pretty short from here."

"Hey!" the Warcat growled, standing up. "Show some respect for our master!"

Christian just laughed and got back up on his feet. "Nah, don´t worry about that," he said reassuringly. "Amy´s just acting like a big sister to me."

Amy smiled. "That´s right," she agreed. "You are all his lovers; I am like a big sister…" She embraced her master in a hug. "…and we have an incestuous relationship!"

Christian´s eyes immediately went wide. "H-Hey! Don´t say stuff like that!" he yelped.


13:48, somewhere else.

Angelina scouted her surroundings as she ate her lunch, which was a single green apple. For the last few weeks, she had been following her senses in her chase after her master´s killer. And once she had caught up to him, he shall pay. Once that is settled… she would join her deceased lover in the next world.

Why did she feel so saddened when she thought of that? It was not like she had anyone worth remembering or anyone she loved. Her family had been long forgotten; she could not even remember if she had any siblings, or had both of her parents. And she was pretty damn sure that her school friends, if she had any, have all forgotten about her and lived on with their own lives.

"And then there´s him…" she thought aloud.

Ever since her last encounter with Christian Haydon, she had experienced dreams about him. What was about him that made her keep thinking about him? Was it the fact that he wanted to help her get her revenge? Was it his empathetic nature and kind heart? Or… was it the fact that they had Alpha bonded, and it was the cause of her constant thoughts?

She shook her head and looked at her apple. She had been so lost in thought that she did not realize that she had eaten all of the fruit except for the core. She threw it away and resumed walking. Her mental state was in a dilemma. Should she go through with committing suicide after getting her revenge, or should she see if the tailed Tamer could heal her wounded heart and restore her will to live?

As she walked, she took a moment to get out of her thoughts and focused on a flock of brown-feathered bird-types. She could easily see their bodies from where she was; like most avian Pokégirls, these birds had clawed feet with a back-toe, but unlike most, if not all, bird-types was that their wings were attached to their backs instead of their upper arms.

"Seems like the Racks are my polar opposite," she mused. "While I´m trying my damnedest to kill a man and then… possibly ending my own life, they´re flying free without a care in the world."

RACK, the Blowhard Pokégirl

Type: Near Human Animorph (Avian)

Element: Flying

Frequency: Uncommon

Diet: Pokéchow, fruits, nuts

Role: Air-to-Ground support fighter.

Strong Vs: Bug, Fighting

Weak Vs: Rock, Electric, Ice, Magic

Libido: Average

Attacks: Feather Shuriken, Gust, Wing Buffet

Enhancements: Aerial dexterity, Enhanced Vision (x6, limited)

Evolves: Phoenix (Fire Stone), Neigix (Ice Crystal), Thundrix (Thunder Stone)

Evolves From: None

It is generally accepted among Researchers that Sukebe designed this breed of Pokégirl after he created the Legendary Three Flying Pokégirls (Articunt, Moltits, and Zapdass). During Sukebe's War of Revenge, however, rumors (quite possibly started by Pokégirls under Sukebe's orders) claimed that a Rack was an 'immature' version of these tempting nightmares.

During the war, Racks were infamous among soldiers in the infantry. This was due to the fact that their most frequent use was in airborne attacks against 'soft' ground-based targets. The fact that Racks often acted to support ground-based Pokégirls meant that soldiers were never certain if they should concentrate on the Rack, or prepare themselves to face something like a Hound or Tigress.

Racks were, unfortunately, too good at what they did. Their ability to dodge most small-arms fire resulted in Racks becoming high priority targets for the anti-aircraft weapons used during the War of Revenge.

While they were not decimated to the point of other breeds of Pokégirls (like the Griffon), Racks are not a common sight.

A Rack's body is covered by very short brown feathers, which is the same color as their hair, nipples and eyes. Rather than wearing clothes (unless ordered to, or due to the weather), non-feral Racks love to use varies of dyes in their feathers. They generally choose greens, as well as other shades of brown, when possible. Individual Racks will favor different hairstyles, but most prefer styles that will ensure that their hair stays out of their eyes. No Rack has ever been discovered that had any pubic hair. Unlike most other bird-type Pokégirls, a Rack's wings are actually separate appendages, and are not part of her arms.

Racks have clawed feet, with a single back-toe per foot. A Rack's B-cup breasts often seem larger, due to fact that Racks tend to be four and half feet tall; and no known Racks have ever been more than three inches taller (or shorter) than this average. This might account for why Racks, even though they dislike clothing, love high-heeled shoes.

Once humans learnt how to Tame Pokégirls and turn them against Sukebe, it was often stated that Racks were a lot like 'fighter jocks'. While they have a mission to accomplish, a Rack will focus on that mission with an almost frightening intensity. However, when a Rack has a chance to relax or (even better, in the Rack's opinion) the opportunity to do something pleasurable, the Rack will throw herself into that activity with at least as much vigor as any mission. Like most Pokégirls with wings, a Rack prefers to be on top of her Tamer. With Racks, however, this preference also seems to be tied into the breed's sensitivity regarding their height.

Racks are best used against ground-based Pokégirls. A Rack's eyesight is particularly sharp when looking down, even when a significant amount of distance is involved. More than one Pokégirl has been unpleasantly surprised, during their first fight with a Rack, over just how far a Rack can accurately aim their Feather Shuriken attack. Their eyesight, combined with the Rack's amazing agility while airborne, allows for most ground-based attacks to be easily dodged. A Rack's chances against another Flying-type Pokégirl are much lower, but a well-trained Rack will keep her cool and use her agility to help counter the superior speed of most other Flying-type Pokégirls. Any Tamer whose Rack has successfully beaten a Flying-type that day can be all but assured that their Rack will want to be Tamed that night, and be extraordinarily passionate during that Taming session. Although it normally requires someone looking at some history books to understand the full implications today, most agree with the comments attributed to one of the first Tamers to have a Rack in his harem: "They're like attack choppers, and they love being able to beat other flying Pokégirls as much as the chopper jocks love beating a fighter pilot!"

She turned to look at her path again, but then she spotted someone… a certain someone. A certain black-haired someone who was accompanied by a woman with a big smile on her lips. "Can I help you with something?" Angelina asked.

William Bancho chuckled. "Well," he began, "something you can help me with is taking care of someone for me. After all, since you´re on your own murder quest, killing someone else along the way shouldn't be too much of a hassle for you."

The Cudildo raised an eyebrow.

"I believe you know him already," Jacqueline stated. "You know… cat features, a bunch of bitches around him, an annoyingly intrusive attitude…"

Upon hearing the first hint, the Ground-type instantly realized who the two were referring to. She crossed her arms and asked, "And what exactly is your reasoning for his death?"

He gave a devilish smile, one that the avenger certainly did not like. "Well, isn´t it obvious?" he asked. "He´s a freak of nature! An abomination! I mean, he´s half Pokégirl, for fuck´s sake! I still can´t believe he´s allowed to walk freely instead of being locked inside a facility and experimented on."

Angelina narrowed her eyes, obviously insulted. "So, you want me to kill this 'freak of nature'?" she asked. "Need I remind you that several other 'humans' in this world have genes from Pokégirls in their blood? Basically, it´s like you´re ordering me to kill every single male person with any sign of Pokégirl in them."

The smiling woman glared at the other Pokégirl, her grin as wide as ever. "Well, it´s not like you feel anything for him, right?" she asked. "I mean, you just traveled together for a while; you don´t know if how he was to you was a façade or not."

The Cudildo looked down at the ground. Ignoring the strange fact that Jacqueline somehow knew of her short time with the tailed Tamer, she thought of what he had said to her and what he had done. All of those actions and words that he had said to her were positive. He had even offered to assist her in her mission, for God´s sake! And then… there was a subtle thought in the back of her mind that he and she were not so different, after all.

"Look, I know how it feels to lose someone you really love… and yes, I´ve also wanted to take revenge if she hadn´t been killed before I had the chance to."

She clenched her left fist and tightened her right around her club. "I have three words to respond to your asking for killing him," she said while lifting her head to look directly at William. "Go. Fuck. Yourself."

A frown replaced the arrogant smirk on William´s face. "Okay then…" he said. "What do you want in return?"

"You´ve got nothing of my interest."

The smugness returned on his face. "Let me put it like this," he said. "If you don´t help me kill that freak, then I won´t tell you where your master´s murderer is."

The Cudildo gave a short laugh. "You really are full of bullshit," she said. "I don´t need your help in finding him, especially not when I can sense him. Besides, you´re most likely lying, so I´ll say it again: Go fuck yourself."

That was when he had lost his temper. "Fine!" he said, pulling out a Pokéball. "If I can´t ask you nicely or negotiate with you, then I´ll just have to force you!" He released the occupant of the ´ball.

The Pokégirl that was released looked akin to the Racks from earlier, except bigger. Her brown feathers had red highlights, and the ones at her spine was pure red, giving her the illusion of being on fire. Her hair was red and curly, her eyes were orange in color, and her nipples, easily visible on her naked body, were as red as her hair.

"You´re using a Fire-type against a Ground-type?" Angelina asked skeptically. "No wonder you´re full of shit; you´re a shithead. If I was you – which, fortunately, I´m not – then I would return that Phoenix to her ´ball and bring out something that actually has a chance at kicking my ass."

PHOENIX, the Resurrection Pokégirl

Type: Near Human Animorph (Avian)

Element: Fire/Flying

Frequency: Uncommon

Diet: Pokéchow, fruits, nuts, 'well-cooked' meat

Role: Air-to-Ground fighter, airborne combatant, firefighter

Strong Vs: Bug, Fighting, Fire, Plant, Steel

Weak Vs: Electric, Rock, Water

Libido: High to Extreme

Attacks: Feather Shuriken, Wing Buffet, Dive, Ember, Flamethrower, Ignite, Fire Spin, Fire Blast

Enhancements: Enhanced Vision (x5), Enhanced Flying Speed (x3), Enhanced Agility (x4)

Evolves: Fireburst (battle stress)

Evolves From: Rack (Fire Stone)

Historians consider Sukebe's development of the Phoenix (as well the Rack's other two 'first level' evolutions) to be one of the most effective uses of psychological warfare during the entire War of Revenge. By developing a breed of Pokégirls that seemed – due to both their physical appearance, and their abilities – to be weaker versions of one of his fearsome Legendary Pokégirls (in this case, Moltits), Sukebe most likely hurt his enemies more than any single Phoenix did during the entire war. The thought that Sukebe possibly had hundreds of Pokégirls that could eventually become Legendaries damaged morale in ways that simply could not be calculated. With the Phoenix, however, there was an additional element to the psychological warfare attack. Recovered records indicate that Sukebe deliberately chose to name this breed of Pokégirl after a legendary animal that was said to have the ability to recover from even mortal wounds. The same records indicated that at least some of the rumors regarding how a Phoenix could heal herself by 'bathing' in flames were spread by Very Near Pokégirls acting on Sukebe's orders.

During Sukebe's War of Revenge, the Phoenix were normally used against ground-based targets, even though their superior speed meant that they generally were more capable in aerial combat than a Rack would be. While they were not specifically designed to go after hardened targets, the armies who fought Sukebe quickly – and painfully – learnt that a Phoenix's flames allowed her to strike at targets that were 'harder' than the common infantry soldier.

A Phoenix wasn't used to support ground-based Pokégirls as often as a Rack, due to the fiery nature of her abilities. Those same abilities, however, meant most found that being attacked by a Phoenix was more terrifying than an attack by a Rack would be. A Phoenix was, generally speaking, more than willing to 'burn out' her targets during the war. This willingness to 'burn the forest, to kill the convoy' helps to explain why it wasn't until around 53 AS that the Phoenix (and the Fireburst) overcame the negative reputation they developed during the War of Revenge. (And, even today, many officials are less than pleased to learn that a feral Phoenix has been sighted in the local area.)

Upon evolving from a Rack to a Phoenix, several physical changes occur. One of the more obvious ones is the increase in height. The average height of a Phoenix is a little taller than five feet, though there are no recorded cases of a Phoenix that was more than three inches shorter or taller. The Pokégirl's breasts also fill out, giving the Phoenix (if only just barely) C-cup breasts (which sometimes look oddly large upon the frame of such a short Pokégirl). While most of a Phoenix's feathers are still brown, they now seem to have red highlights. The feathers running down a Phoenix's spine are the obvious exception, as they are now various shades of red and orange. This alteration is even more eye-catching as – even with the Phoenix is standing still – they give the impression of actually being on fire! The change to a Phoenix's hair is rather obvious, since it becomes bright red, and rather curly. The color of their eyes becomes orange, while the bright red color of their nipples matches their hair. A Phoenix still doesn't like wearing clothes unless necessary, and a non-feral Phoenix will still love to use dyes in their feathers. However, unlike a Rack, a Phoenix tends to favor shades of red and orange. Perhaps due to their additional height, a Phoenix is less likely to wear high heels than they were as a Rack.

A Phoenix's internal changes are somewhat more extensive, due to their elemental powers, and their superior aerial capabilities. Of special note is the change to their eyes. According to notes recovered in 115 AS from one of Sukebe's labs, Sukebe was originally just looking to develop a Phoenix's eyesight to deal with the effects of fire and smoke. However, he quickly discovered that the changes introduced allowed the Phoenix's eyes to see further (and better), even when they were not looking down. This allowed Sukebe to use the Phoenix against airborne enemies with a much higher chance of success than the Rack. In all other respects, including the fact that their clawed toes are still unsuitable for combat, a Phoenix's physical state (baring adjustments for proportion) remains much like it was as a Rack.

In terms of personality, a Phoenix enjoys pleasurable – or even relaxing – activities even more than they did as a Rack. While not truly lazy, it would be difficult to find someone who would argue that a Phoenix would rather be working than enjoying a Taming session. It's also fair to say that they have more than a touch of vain, and love (positive) attention. On the other hand, once convinced that something needs to be done, a Phoenix will normally seek to do it as quickly as possible. A Phoenix's libido can cause issues with some Tamers, even before their 'spikes' make this Pokégirl even needier. The spikes in a Phoenix's libido seem to be due to one of two sources: their resistance to fire, and/or challenging fights. When it comes to a Phoenix recently exposed to flames, the extent that their libido spikes seem seems tied to not only how hot the flames were, but also how long the Phoenix was exposed to them. The fighting-based spikes to a Phoenix's libido, however, simply seem to be tied into how challenging the fight was.

A Phoenix is more likely to be found in non-combative position than a Rack, due to not only their flame-related abilities, but also their superior vision. Likewise, it's the rare fire department that doesn't appreciate the assistance of a Phoenix; the combination of their resistance to flame-based damage, exceptional vision, and their ability to fly ironically makes them naturals at this type of job. In fact, many feel that their actions as firefighters were the key reason why the Phoenix (and the Fireburst) overcame the bad reputation they had after the end of Sukebe's War of Revenge.

If the Phoenix has a fighting motto, as a breed, it is 'hit first, hit hard, and keep hitting them until they fall'. Despite this, a Phoenix is willing to admit that direct attacks aren't always the best. Feral members of this breed are, in fact, somewhat infamous for being willing to start grass fires (for example) in order to strike at ground-based enemies that could potentially harm the Phoenix in question in a direct confrontation. A Phoenix is a noticeably faster flier than a Rack, and has greater endurance, but loses some of the amazing airborne agility that they had as a Rack. All things considered, a Phoenix is still superior to a Rack, in terms of airborne combat capabilities.

William just ignored her and ordered, "Fry that loudmouthed cunt!"

The Phoenix quickly took off from the ground and out of her opponent´s reach. "I might not have a type advantage against you," she called, "but as long as I´m up here, you can´t attack me at all!"

The bird-type then blew her Flamethrower attack at her opponent, who rolled out of the way. Angelina kept running away from the following torrent of fire in order to not end up getting fried. Once she was at an appropriate angle, she threw her bone club at the avian Pokégirl, the weapon spinning all the while. Unfortunately, the Phoenix saw the incoming Dildorang and dodged under it. She made an unwise decision to look over her shoulder at the spinning weapon, therefore not foreseeing the Cudildo´s next move.

Angelina used the time that her distraction had granted her by quickly climbing up one of the taller trees around. Once she was at the top, she leapt with all the strength that her legs had and reached up to the Fire-type. The Phoenix turned back to look at her opponent just before she was caught in a headlock. Her wings, flapping as strong as they could, were not strong enough to carry the extra weight, and therefore caused the two of them to crash into the ground.

Angelina quickly stood up and stepped on top of her avian opponent, forcing her to remain on the ground. She looked up and saw her bone come flying back down and caught it once it was close enough to her. She then grabbed the Phoenix´s left wing with both of her hands, glared at William, and threatened, "Recall her now, or else I´ll rip her wing off!"

William just stood there, arms crossed, a frown on his face.

Angered, the Ground-type moved her hands down to the base of the wing, and then, pulling as much as she could, she ripped the feathered appendage off! The bird-type shrieked out in pain while her opponent threw one of her beautiful limbs away. "No more! Please!" she shouted in fear. "I give up! I give up!"

Angelina ignored the frightened pleas and grabbed the remaining wing. "If you really care about her, then I suggest you recall her now, before the other one goes."

Eyes widened with even more fear, the Phoenix turned her head to look at her master and cried, "Master, please! Return me to my ´ball! I don´t want my other wing ripped off!"

William just shrugged. "Why should I give a crap about that?" he asked calmly. He then turned his attention to the Cudildo and said, "If you want to, go ahead. With my PPHU, I can heal her wounds, including her lost limbs. In fact, it wouldn´t matter if you ripped all of her limbs off."

Angelina glared at William, mentally cursing him for his indifference to his own lovers. With a heavy sigh, she let go of the wing and jumped off the avian. "What you just said is another reason I won´t kill him," she said. "You see, unlike you, Mr. Fucking Asshole, Christian actually cares for his friends, allies and lovers." And with that said, she turned and left in disgust.

William returned his Phoenix to her Pokéball and turned to face Jacqueline. "Do you want another go at ending his life?" he asked bitterly.

The smiling woman´s grin turned malicious. "Don´t you worry," she said. "You see, I have a plan that will ensure a catastrophic fate for our little nuisance. In a few week´s time, he´ll be stuck in Hell." She let out a cackle.

Angelina looked at her hands, which were slightly covered in the Phoenix´s blood. Why did I go to that length just to defend him? she wondered. I mean, the only thing special about him is that he´s kind, helpful, passionate, and… cute. She quickly shook her head. What´s wrong with me?! I feel nothing for him! …Okay, maybe I think of him as a friend… a friend who I´ve had sex with. Some would call a sort of relationship where you do that for a 'couple', but… but…

Her cheeks turned red behind her mask. No! No! H-He wouldn´t! I-I mean, all he wants to do is help me… but with what, exactly? Is it only to help me find the bastard who killed my master, or… or does he want to stop me from killing myself afterwards?

She looked up at the afternoon sky. Well, right now… only time will tell.


Tamer: Christian Haydon.

Harem:

Julia (Tigress), {Alpha} level 39.

Kira (Panthress) level 47.

Blaze (Whorizard) level 42.

Flora (Venuswhore) level 35.

Catherine (Cheetit) level 44.

Silvia (Warcat) level 39.

Lightning (Peekabu) level 35.

Luna (Umbrea) level 36.

Kimmy (Amachoke) level 36.

Lassie (Growltit) level 37.

Catalina (Mistoffeles) level 40.

Amy (Sonica) level 38.

Unnamed (Cheetit), {unofficial member} level 38.


Jessie: Looks like dopliss won´t return here for a while.

James: He must. After all, school is starting soon.

Meowth: Ooh, I can´t wait to see his face when the time comes!