TMWolf: OOPS ALMOST FORGOT TO UPDATE LOL The days getting messed up for me. Also, because I've been so caught up drawing tbh xD Anyways, part two of the aftermath! It's the last chapter before the epilogue!
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19 - Aftermath Part II
A week or so later...
The meeting between Gym Leaders, foreign associates, and Galar League admins had been a long and arduous one, but the party after was amazing—and just what everyone needed. Thought victory had been won, the tension and weight of things was still there as everyone worked to begin repairing cities all over the country, Hammerlocke hit the hardest. Rubble took days to be cleared, as did finding all the injured and the bodies of the dead. It was a long, arduous process that made that weight feel even heavier for everyone, but especially the leaders of the region, who felt the most responsible, despite not having been the ones to wrought such chaos. Though they had stopped further loss, it never felt enough, and it had become apparent in the meeting to discuss progress.
For all the dour mood the tallies of damage and death made, there was at least some relief in knowing they had saved the region and could now recover. It wasn't going to be easy, but there was another boon in that the foreign Leagues had all offered their continued support even when they had to leave, and even Silver and his Team Rescue were considering setting up a temporary base to begin training units for Galar. It was something all Leaders and the Champion agreed upon and determined to be good, so that was yet perhaps another small hopeful thing in such a still dark time. The party after was the other boon, a small get together for everyone to meet and greet and relax where they hadn't been able to before beyond helping one another in rescue and recovery. Finger food and drinks were provided in a gallery room, lit with extravagant lights in a tower in Hammerlock which an incredible view, and wonderful company.
Already Cassandra could see the groups forming. Most of the Galarian Gym Leaders were keeping together, although she herself had found some comradery with Nessa, Kabu, and even Gordie. The Motostoke Gym Leader had come up to discuss their homeland and to then be introduced to May and Brendan, who were both powerful Champions sent at Steven's behest. Their legendary Pokémon Groudon and Kyogre were also topics of conversation, as the two had, together, stopped the weather-changing chaos that occurred years ago. Nessa had been kind as ever, although she could have a biting wit, but she sweet in her own way. She was quite interested in her and Leon's relationship, if only for the gossip, but she offered her thanks for her help in the end—especially for Raihan, who she considered a close friend. Gordie was much the same, thanking her properly after her help in his Stadium; glad to have it still standing in one piece. He joked his mother would have frozen him solid otherwise before he wandered off to speak with someone else.
The redhead took the time to note the other groups, such as Lance, Cynthia, and Raihan who was star-struck by the Johto Champion, but also lingered ever-close to the blonde-haired woman, who looked rather amused. She supposed she was glad for it; better the Sinnoh Champion find him funny than obnoxious, although Cassandra knew it would just be a flirtatious engagement, nothing more. Still, it was fun to watch, and it was good to see the Galarians getting along with her associates. Even Silver was engaging in conversation, and it looked as though he was being well-received despite his biting demeanor. He'd spared her some words earlier, though mostly to come "rescue" him from the "prattle" when it got too much. Based on the fact he was still talking readily, Cassandra was pretty sure she wouldn't need to save her friend tonight. He might even find some new friends in Hop and Gloria, whom were gushing over his Team Rescue—a sure-way to get on his good side.
She snickered at that, glancing to where Leon spoke with some Macro Cosmos members and League officials. He wore his formal attire, which made him look that much more noble. He was chatting with Alder, of all things, along with Opal and Milo. It was an odd group, but she was glad to see them all getting along. Even Bea and Allister were enjoying the company of others, including Volkner. She hadn't expected him to show here, but it was good to speak with him again after all these years. He expressed some desire to return to fight the trainers of the region, if only for inspiration for his Gym back home. He apparently had since learned about the "activities" here and found them fascinating. Cassandra only hoped Sinnoh would survive his antics.
Sighing softly, Cassandra set her empty champagne glass on the table and ventured out towards one of the many balconies. The music dulled down to a soft melody as she breached into the cooler night air. It felt good, though did little to settle her thoughts as she gazed out at the recovering city. One she couldn't fully protect. Yet, she had done her best, and that was what mattered. At least, that was what she kept trying to tell herself, as did Leon and Raihan, and many others who knew her well enough to tell she was thinking about it. She was truly trying, and in some cases, it worked, but there were many nights, even in Leon's arms, her thoughts grew somber—especially when Arcanine came to mind.
Her eyes stung, but she wiped away any tears and forced a smile. She tried to think of better things instead; of the good times they had—of the memories she should focus on, rather than his loss.
"You're looking better than I last saw you."
Cassandra chuckled as the proclaimed "Dragon Master" of the Indigo League approached and embraced him. It was good to see him properly and not just in the small spurts they were able to meet over the last few days and at the party. He had been a friend since she first started out back home, and she owed Lance a lot to the Champion she'd become. Not only did he join forces to stop Rocket but had encouraged her all along her journey. She couldn't begin to describe the joy and excitement of beating him; hearing the pride in his voice and the admiration in his eyes when she won. He'd been much younger then, though, as had she. Now, they were older, hopefully a bit wiser, and still good friends. Any love she had was now platonic, as it had always been on his end—as it should be, she'd come to realize years ago.
"I... feel better. Mostly, anyways. Not always, but... I guess that's expected. It's going to take some more time to really be okay still, but I'll get there. Thank-you for coming, by the way. I haven't thanked you properly. I don't know or want to know what would have happened if you guys hadn't made it in time," she chuckled as she looked out onto the city, the balcony view perfect for it.
Much of the debris had been cleared away from the streets of Hammerlocke, though enough remained for plenty of work to still be done. That wasn't including the many repairs, countless homes and buildings for industrial, markets, and administration damaged in the fight that felt like it had gone on just yesterday. As it stood now, they could finally begin rebuilding where enough debris had been cleared, but even that was slow going. The physical labor itself was going to take time, and the legal work behind it and how to procure resources for both the building part and humanitarian would also be time-consuming. At this point, though, the people were probably used to it. This party was, in the end, more-so a respite for them after nearly a full week of constant work. For them, anyways.
For her, though, it had only been a few days of it, being that she left the hospital halfway into the week of work, and for some of that she spent reuniting with her Pokémon. That, of course, had been an ordeal in itself, including lots of over-crowding around her. Naturally, she made sure to tend to each and every one of them, and soon realized how much she'd missed them. Realizing one was missing, though, had been a rough patch. She tried to consider it a better light—that she could have lost all of them, and not just one, but that didn't stop the tears. She wanted to be stronger for her Pokémon, but they comforted her none the less, and she did what she could to take solace seeing those still with her alive and well—including Zacian, who looked as healthy as when they first met.
Cassandra couldn't bring herself to approach the legendary warrior at first, feeling unworthy of doing so, and so it was Zacian who made the first move. She assured the redhead she held no blame nor would the Pokémon place it upon her. Despite everything, she still wanted the young woman by her side, as her Chosen, and for that Cassandra was eternally relieved and grateful.
It had been hard to leave them after that, but she couldn't stay too long with League matters calling, and only took Pidgeot to fly back to town. She'd be back, of course, when things settled down, but for the time being she would let them get the rest they needed under the watchful eye of Gloria and her mother, and time to get to know their new Galarian friends. She was going to be busy, anyways, speaking with the League about what happened and seeing how things were going or how she could help. Her testimony already given, talk turned mostly to what aid she had available. As it stood, she would utilize on her stronger Pokémon—Aggron, Tyranitar, and Garchomp, and also her psychic types to help with debris, while other smaller one with keen senses like her Boltund or Luxray would continue to help with rescue, finding those lost in the rubble. Others like Lapras or Lanturn and even Froslass could help with humanitarian efforts and support. The rest would be distributed as needed, and she was happy to oblige.
The Indigo Champion hummed, looking out at the slowly recovering city, "Well, I don't think we'd be talking right now for one thing. I'm just glad we were able to help. I admit, I was shocked when you called out of the blue like that—and even more so that you got yourself involved in danger. Again, might I add. I think the last time it was this scale was..."
"Sinnoh—with Cyrus. Although, he could have destroyed the world. But Galar is these peoples' world, so I guess you could say it's the same," she chuckled, leaning forward onto the railing. She looked to her long-time friend, "How're things back home? It's... been a while."
"Yes, it has. Longer still since we saw each other. But... it's been good. Team Rescue makes sure any problems are dealt with smoothly and with the least amount of injuries. Silver is quite the leader. Lugia and Oh-ho are at peace still, and the three beasts roam as they always have since you woke them up. They still garner lots of attention when they come by, too—especially Suicine. Everyone loves gossiping about how they, especially, are 'uncatchable'."
"Oh, really? I wouldn't know anything about that," she snickered, not bothering to hold her grin back. "Any new Champions lately?"
"Just a few over the years. Can't help feeling like trainers don't work as hard as they used to—not like in your day, or Red and Blue's. I think it's this modernizing era. Battling just isn't as important anymore," he sighed, rubbing the back of his nape.
She regarded him a moment, "You going to retire finally?"
"Mmm maybe? Clair is plenty ready to take my place—her dragons have become very powerful and she's even branched her types out. I know she thinks she's not there yet, but she is. Swear she's so stubborn."
"Well, you are related."
He laughed, "My mother and Uncle were quite alike—both famous for their stubbornness. Seems we inherited it. But, still... I'm in my thirties and I've been serving as Champion since I was sixteen. I think it's time I got a bit more out of life. There's a lot I haven't done yet, and there's no Team Rocket to trash these days, so..."
"Well, let me know when the party is so I can come give you a proper gift. Shall I ask Raihan to send a Pokémon? I saw you two chatting it up earlier," she smirked, earning another laugh.
"He is a rambunctious one! But he's got the right kind of will to tame dragon. He's even as tall as one!" Lance laughed, which she shared. "He reminds me of Clair when she was younger—full of vigor and eager to learn all about dragons. His are fascinating, although he says the same about mine! He keeps asking if they know weather-changing moves for some reason. But, yes, I wouldn't mind a foreign dragon—assuming the League allows it."
"If you give up your spot as Champion and go traveling it should be fine," she smirked, and laughed at the reluctance in his features. Despite his admission, it was still hard to give up everything he'd done for so long. She waved her hand, "Anyways, thanks again for your help—both the fight and recovery. How long until you have to head back?"
"Another week, and the Indigo League says I need to return with the others, although Team Rescue has clearance to stay longer since they aren't a League organization. I do need to go back, though. I still have duties as Champion, although my absence is for good reason. I'm sure the news about this place has spread back to home by now, so even the trainers waiting to fight the Elite Four shouldn't be too upset. If anything, they might be excited knowing their homeland helped save another," Lanced shrugged, then looked to her. "What about you? You've been gone from home for an awfully long time, 'Cas."
"I know. But I... I still have some things to do," she replied, a small smile on her face. He touched her shoulder gently.
"I understand. When you come back, let me know. It's been too long since we sat down to chat over a bottle of sake. I wouldn't mind a battle against your new Pokémon, either."
"I look forward to it, my friend."
He smirked suddenly, "Oh, and, do invite your 'boyfriend', as he seems to enjoy proclaiming whenever he can. I'd like to get a proper idea of what a Galar Champion is like."
"He—wait—he's what?! Uuuuuuugh, that man," she groaned, shoving her face into her hands.
"Oh, come now; he's a good match for you. I haven't seen you so jovial in a long time. I'm happy for you. So, again, do bring him along. Until then, though, I wish you the best, and I'm always here if you need me."
"Same to you, Lance—for real this time. I'll get my phone upgraded to talk long distance. Leon keeps bugging me to upgrade anyways," she snickered, which he returned, and then he was gone, mingling with the crowd once more. She imagined Raihan would find the Dragon Master soon enough and indulge in talk about their favored type again. Their budding friendship was a funny one. She was sure the Indigo Champions' nephews and nieces would love to hear about it-and see the new dragon types.
The redhead's eyes focused on another figure coming close, and she had to take a sharp breath. She knew this talk had been coming, but it still felt too soon despite all her work to build herself up for it. She couldn't keep the twist in her stomach as the Unova Champion approached, clad in his traditional Unova garbs, although his hair was a bit tamer today. He looked older than she remembered, despite it only being a few years. It must have been hard on him, dealing with the aftermath of her running away.
"Hello, Cassandra. I'm glad to see you're better—if only in body," he smiled warmly, holding out his hand. She took it firmly, and he returned the strength in a good shake.
"Yeah. It's going to be tough."
"I won't tell you it stops hurting. It never does. Even now, I grieve for my Larvesta, but... it does get easier. Your Pokémon will help you stay strong—as will your friends. So, hold onto them."
She smiled sadly, "Don't worry—I'm not going to run this time."
He winced a little, "Ah, I didn't mean for it to sound that way—you know I don't blame you for before."
"I know. Really, I do. I just... I know I shouldn't have just left like that. I was too scared and hurt to face things, so I ran away and came here. But... I know the truth now; I can't run from my fears and failures anymore."
"You'll come back to challenge me then?" Alder smiled, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Eventually, yes," she snickered. "Galar still needs help recovering, but after that's done... Yeah, I'll come back. Reshiram misses me, after all, right?"
"Indeed they do. I think they will be glad to see you now that you see the truth. Although, I'm not Champion anymore. Iris took my place after you left."
Cassandra balked, "What? Really? I admit, I'm shocked. And a bit sad I won't get to fight you in the end."
He laughed, "Oh, you still can—and will. I plan to retire in my hometown, so just come find me."
"Floccesy?"
"The very one. I'm tired, though, and I've done my part. I'm ready to live the rest of my life peacefully with my Pokémon... but I'll be happy to help you finish what you started. Although, to become a proper Champion you'll need to re-fight the entire League. Even you can't skip the rules."
"Oh, I didn't expect them to let me. I still remember very clearly how much the Unova League loathes me over the 'flood of paperwork' I gave them when I left suddenly."
"Well, you did forget to give them notice you were taking Unova region Pokémon to Johto, which still had a Pokérus problem."
She winced, "Right... Well, I'll manage. My team is still strong and ready. With some training, I can finish things. Although, it'll be harder without Arcanine. He was my only fire-type all this time."
"Oh, I think Reshiram won't mind helping," Alder grinned, and chuckled at her confusion. "The League won't mind them being used, either. It's not like they're a foreign Pokémon. I know Reshiram will enjoy battling with you again."
"Well, then I guess I still stand a chance," she snickered, looking out to the carnage again. She sighed, recalling a similar scene back in Unova. "Have you... ever found N?"
Or rather, his body.
She didn't like to think that, though.
"No, nor Zekrom. It's as though they vanished, although there's rumor of a dragon-like Pokémon north of Route 13. Haven't checked it out, though."
"Zekrom took care of him, I'm sure of it. But maybe I'll see what that's about when I return. How about Team Plasma?"
Alder gave a thumbs up, "Ghetis is still under lock and key, along with most all his sages. One recently turned to our side and helped find the others. I think he was one of the only ones who actually cared for N."
"Good, that bastard needs to never see the light of day," she snorted, but then shook her head. Her smile was sad as she looked to her comrade. "I never did thank-you for stopping me back then—from killing Ghetis. It's taken a long time, but I've finally realized that would have just been worse."
"Hence, why I stopped you. If it helps, I would have wanted to do the same thing in your place," he replied, his smile much warmer and gentle as he clasped her shoulder. She reached up to squeeze his hand, gaze out at the city as she sighed.
"I'm grateful you came, by the way, and happy to see you again. I'm sorry I never called even if only because I didn't have long distance."
"No need to apologize, you had a very deep, personal journey to make... and it seems it went well. You look stronger, despite being in mourning. But they say it is our darkest days that make us shine the brightest when the sun finally rises. It is good you have strong friends to help you along the way as well, and someone to help shoulder your burden. That Leon of yours is quite an interesting young man."
She groaned, "You're not the first to say so. Please tell me he's not blatantly gloating about us dating?"
"He's quite proud of the fact, certainly, but I speak of his strength and determined will. You didn't see it, but he was relentless in his work to help the people. He refused to stop until he himself could not move much more, and that young man... Raihan, was it? Got him to rest. He made sure you were alright first, though," Alder chuckled, gaze moving to the city. "It's good to see such strong, willful trainers in this land. Shame we're to be leaving soon. I would have liked to see that strength personally.
He paused to face her again, gesturing, "And what about you, Cassandra? Do you plan to leave with us?"
"I'm still deciding. Like I said, there's still a lot to do, so... we'll see," Cassandra sighed with a shrug.
Alder clapped her shoulder again, "Then do what you must here, and I will see you again soon."
"Yeah, sounds like a plan."
He turned to leave, but then paused and looked to her, "By the way... I've heard another rumor—one about a Zoarark roaming around the ruins of N's castle. I thought you should know."
Cassandra's heart raced a little as she thanked him, and then turned back to see the city. She had no doubt in her mind about what the Pokémon was.
It was N's Zoarark.
He was still waiting for his master, wasn't he? Or, no.
His friend.
N was never anyone's master.
The poor thing must have been so lonely all this time, hoping for something that would never come. All the more reason for her to back then.
Cassandra smiled as a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind, and a familiar chin settled on her shoulder. She grinned as she tilted her head to look at bright, golden irises.
"Thanks for letting me have some privacy with my friends. How bad did you want to come show off that I'm yours?"
He purred, "Badly. But you seem... happier. After talking."
"I am. There were things I needed to say—and to think about."
"Like... what?" he tried tentatively.
"I think... I think it's time I went home—once things are back on track here," she replied, and felt his grip falter. She chuckled, "I'm not breaking up with you, Leon. I've just been away from everything and especially home and my parents too long. I have a lot of unfinished business and explanations to give."
"Oh... when do you think you'd go? And be back?"
"The Leagues will leave in a week. So maybe then? Or maybe in a month or another year. I'm not sure. But... I'm ready. I need to bring Arcanine home, too. He needs to rest back at the Ranch where everyone else will be."
Leon hummed, "I could go with you."
"Oh, no, no. You need to stay here and help your people. They're going to need you while they recover from what happened. Gloria's going to need you, too—this history is going to become hers, especially when she's the keeper of Eternatus, and she's going to need to start becoming a bigger public figure in this hard time."
"I hate that you're right," he groaned, shifting so he, too, was leaning on the railing, facing her. She touched his lip with her finger playfully.
"It's not going to be forever, so calm down. I absolutely plan to get a new phone so we can video chat, and I definitely plan to come back to my boyfriend. Just... don't fall in love with anyone else while I'm gone?"
"Never," he growled, taking her hand and kissing the knuckles. "My eyes—and heart—are only for you. Besides, nobody is going to take me through as thrilling of an adventure as the one you have. The bar's way too high now."
She laughed, rolling her eyes, "Oh is that the only reason why you love me?"
"Just a small part. But it's a nice addition to the list," he smirked and kept her hand in his. "I could come to Kanto—er Johto, you know. Instead of you coming back here. Once things settle down, I mean."
"You're actually going to leave Galar? I'm shocked."
He chuckled, "Hey, I'm being serious! I've spent all my life here with no time to see the rest of the world. Gloria's Champion now, which means I have that kind of freedom. The Battle Tower can run itself-I was just the final test to move tiers, but they can get someone else. We have to meet each other's parents at some point, anyways. Mine of which you can do tomorrow."
"Wait, really?" Cassandra inquired; brow raised. He nodded.
"Yep. I talked to her last night and she demanded I bring you for dinner tomorrow."
"Well, I can't say no, then can I?" she laughed. "But... yeah, I guess if you wanted you can come to me instead. I'd love to show you the Ranch and meet my family in person. It's a really different place. Unfortunately, you can probably only bring Charizard unless you get special permission like I did, and even then, they'd need to stay at the Ranch when you took the Gym challenge."
"'When'?"
She snorted, "Leon, please. It's you. You're going to take the challenge."
"You know me so well already."
"I'm your girlfriend, I damn well better."
"...Yeah, you know what? It'll be fun trying out new regions. Maybe even conquer all the regions you did to show you how it's done and then keep going," he smirked, a playful twinkle in his eyes.
"You're on, ex-Champ!" she smirked, and laughed as he suddenly pounced, lifting her up to spin around and then set her back down.
"I don't know about you, but I'm pretty excited about the future now," Leon purred, pressing his forehead to hers.
"Same... there's going to be some bumpy roads, especially without Arc, but thanks to you, I know I can do it. I'm going to miss you when I leave. It won't be the same without you touching my bum at night," she grinned.
He purred, "Well, I guess we'll have to make sure we do enough to make up for all that lost time we'll rack up. And just know, if you ever feel sad, you can bet I'm going to kiss you until you're feeling better."
"Oh? Well, I do happen to be feeling a little sad right now, what with knowing I'll be leaving my favorite Champion behind."
"Then allow me to heal your woes," Leon purred, and kissed her as passionately.
Click.
Cassandra pulled back sharply, and stared, wide-eyed, at Raihan, who had his camera in his hands and a shit-eating grin.
He ran away laughing, shouting something about posting it to his Pokégram, and Cassandra let him go with a chuckle. Leon chuckled with her, and, no longer disturbed, they continued where the treatment left off. After all, there was no point hiding it, she loved Leon. Leon loved her. Not even returning home and putting an ocean between them would change that.
One month later
"Hey, they posted the article. Check out the title," Leon chuckled as he held up his phone to Cassandra, who had been stroking his hair while he rest his head in her lap. She let the Rotom float in front of her face while she scrolled and read the title.
Champion's Sword, Galar's Shield
She couldn't help her snort and laugh as she went through the article, reading aloud how the reporter they'd interviewed with just a week ago described their ordeal. He fluffed it up naturally, although Leon thought it was a nice touch. The writer happily glorified the daring adventure he and his Johto-jin "lover" went on to stop the evil machinations of the dastardly false Kings of Galar, but also protect its people with the help of the Warrior Pokémon that had not only obtained but befriended. Together they had proved unstoppable, calling on allies from around the world to rally to their side, and, standing together, save the region.
It was all kinds of embellishment, but it made for a good story. No one would know the true hardships, but only the vague outline, and a picture of the two of them standing side by side, their Pokémon beside them and the Warriors just behind, displaying their mighty armored forms. They would at least know about the efforts from others, the article putting in candid shots of Team Rescue led by Silver, and also the other foreign Champions working closely with the Gym Leaders and Gloria, who had worked hard to bring down Dynamax Pokémon and keep people safe and calm. Even Hop got a cameo, seen shielding people and keeping them out of harm's way. It was a sight to behold.
"Uuugh that's all they got of me?! Come on, I fought, too!" the young man in question groaned, lounging on the love-seat to their right while Gloria nestled herself in the single cloth chair in the living room of Leon and Hop's childhood home.
There wasn't much to be done today, so it was a reprieve they were happy to have and spend together with friends and family—like their mother. She'd finally gotten to meet the beautiful, loving woman just yesterday, and she was happy to have them lounge about while she cooked up a curry lunch that already smelled heavenly. Cassandra almost couldn't believe how welcoming she had been, instantly treating her like one of the family the second she stepped through the door. The older woman of the same height had practically tackled in her a hug and swung her around, screaming with joy. She was just so delighted her son had found such a "wonderful woman" to "keep him in line".
Needless to say, Leon had been thoroughly embarrassed yesterday and endured a great deal of teasing by both Hop, his mother, and later Cassandra when they were finally alone. The dinner was amazing, though, and not once did she feel like a stranger with his mother being warm and welcoming and loving. She could see where the boys got their amazing personalities and was in awe of a woman who was able to raise them both into such wonderful young men.
"Oh, hush you look very heroic," the younger Champion snickered, earning a blush.
"Your picture is way cooler, though! Look at you hanging with all those Champions..."
"Aw, c'mon, Hop. You were awesome protecting your hometown, and then you've been doing wonders with Silver's rescue team. You're a huge asset," Cassandra chuckled, resuming stroking Leon's hair. His expression was a pleased one, and he could very well fall asleep like they were. It wasn't often they got such easy-going moments.
"She's right, Hop. You were awesome. You're the new poster boy for Postwick now!" he chuckled and then laughed when his brother became sheepish, twiddling his thumbs as his cheeks turned bright pink.
"Still..."
"I do wish they'd talked about the rest of you more. It's mostly about us," the redhead pouted.
Their mother shouted from the kitchen, "Can't help it when you two made the final blows! You're like the legends of old that Sonia wrote about in her book!"
There was no preventing the matriarch of the family learning about the incident in Hammerlocke, especially when it was the top news, and so that had made their initial meeting turn into a lengthy discussion about what Leon had been up to. It became quite heated when she learned about the danger they'd been in, although they kept some of the harsher and more gruesome moments out. She got enough to chew out Leon's ear, leaving it red from pinching, too. Overall, though, she had been relieved to know her sons were alright, as well as little Gloria and her new "daughter", whom she hugged tight and begged to keep her son's head on straight. Cassandra had replied that she'd do her best, as red in the face as her boyfriend was.
"Still can't believe we survived all that," Gloria sighed, resting a hand on one of her pokéballs. Cassandra had come to learn it was the one housing Eternatus'. "It still feels like a dream we're all here okay."
Well, almost all. There was one member missing from the group of Pokémon on their belts. The redhead's team was doing better, though, their mourning now saved for the moments when one's thoughts drifted, and it was impossible not to remember. Otherwise, they were their usual selves and happy to be reunited and make new friends. The redhead was pleased to see them all getting along, especially with Hop and Gloria's teams. They were essentially going to be family after all, being that Leon had yet to dump her.
Not that he ever would. That, he had assured her many times and even now there was not even a sliver of a thought of such a thing. Guilt sometimes ate at him for not protecting the woman be loved, but if anything that only made him more determined to stay by her side as long as she allowed and keep her safe. He loved her, unconditionally, and he would be there for her always, just as she would for him. That, and his mother had made it clear she would disown him if he broke up with her or she him because it would obviously be his fault to lose such an amazing woman.
Naturally, Cassandra found she liked his mother, who at that point urged to be called Sophia rather than "ma'am".
"So, what are you guys going to do now that you're going to be heading back to work soon?" Cassandra inquired, to which Hop shrugged.
"I figured I'd stick with your friend Silver for a while. Helping everyone and their Pokémon has been a great experience, and I think I'd like to have my own work as a professor involve something like that. I'm not sure what, but my goal is to help Pokémon."
"Then Silver can definitely help," she grinned. "And don't worry about his attitude. He seems like a jerk but he's actually nice deep down. He just shows he cares mostly by insulting you."
"Oh, he sounds like fun!" Sophia laughed as she finished her work and poured it onto plates for everyone. Within a minute they all had plates of curry in front of them. The older woman, who obviously gave her sons their looks, grinned happily as she sauntered around and sat on the other side of Leon once he lifted his legs up. She smiled brightly at the two of them, absolutely tickled. Cassandra had a feeling her own mother would have done the exact same.
"Oh, he is. He means well, too. You have to give him a break, though; his dad was one of the most wanted men in the world," she snorted.
"Wait, who?" Gloria inquired, brows scrunching.
Leon answered, mouth half-full of food, "Giovanni of Team Rocket."
"What?!" Hop gasped, lurching forward. "I remember hearing that name from school! He was one of the top ten most wanted in the world and they still don't know where he is! Silver is his son?!"
"Yep, and he's not happy about it, but he's proud of what he's become and accomplished in spite of it as he should be," the redhead added, and then glanced to Leon, who pouted. She sighed and nudged him, "Stop being jealous. He has a fiancé, remember?"
"I remember!" he huffed, taking another bite to stuff his face.
"Well, good on him. We need more people like that," his mother nodded.
"Man, your friends are so cool," the younger brother grinned, quite giddy now.
"Hey, Gloria, how are you liking the other Champions, by the way?" Cassandra inquired, glancing to the teen girl.
Her brown eyes lit up, "They're amazing! I love video chatting with them! They've been giving me all kinds of advice. All their Pokémon are so incredible, too. I wish we could all battle each other and test out our skills!"
"What? Like a tournament of Champions?" Hop chuckled, and it was Leon who let out a gasp, eyes sparkling.
"That's perfect! We have to find a way to do that somehow!" he beamed, laughing like a kid in a candy shop.
"Maybe in a few years," the redhead laughed. "The Champions are going to be very busy after this, dealing with paperwork, and catching up on everything they've missed. But it's an awesome idea, actually. I do want to have a round with you, Gloria."
"Wait—what about me? You said you'd battle me," Leon pouted, so she tapped his nose.
"Oh, hush, we'll have a bout, too."
"Not before you fight me! We never even got our team battle before things went to shit!"
Sophia glared, "Language!"
"I'm not a little kid, Mom!"
"It's my house."
Leon grinned, " And you'll always be my kid brother."
"Shove off, 'Lee!"
"Make me, Hopscotch!"
"You swore you wouldn't say that around them, you dick!"
"Language!" Sophia bellowed. "Both of you settle down!"
The brothers promptly clamped their mouths shut and busied themselves with their food, which was suddenly more interesting.
"Aww, they're so cute," Cassandra snickered.
Gloria laughed, "Oh, yes. They've always been like this. But speaking of... it would be fun to have a battle, actually. I don't think I've done any kind of training since we fought those crazy guys. I bet our Pokémon would love a chance to stretch and get a good workout in."
"Oh, that sounds like a fun! You could all face off against each other or even do a double battle! You could even do a couples' battle!" the older woman giggled.
"Mom!" Hop practically shrieked, face red.
Gloria blushed, as well, "We're not—not dating! We're not like that!"
"Uh-huh," Sophia grinned, giving them a side-ways glance.
"We can do doubles after we do singles, how about that? Kids against the big kids?" Leon smirked.
"I can go for that!" the young Champion laughed, probably wishing her cheeks weren't so pink still.
"Galarian teams only, or can I bring in some of my other guys?" the redhead smirked.
"Oh yeah! I'd love to see your other region ones fight! Heck yeah!" Hop exclaimed, bouncing up to pump a fist in the air.
"Awesome. Glad I brought them with me. So, finish lunch and let's head out?" she grinned, and agreement came in the form of quickly scarfing down their food, depositing the plates in the sink, thanking their mother for the delicious meal, and hurrying outside. The pitch in their yard wasn't big enough, but the field where the Wooloo had Dynamaxed gave them a perfect place to fight without causing too much trouble. All their Pokémon were happy to be out and about as well, stretching their limbs and shaking the kinks loose.
"Who's up for a battle?" Leon spoke, and the response was a definitive yes from everyone.
"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Come on, me first! Against Cassandra!" Hop grinned impishly, jabbing a finger her way. "You might be a Johto Champ, but you still have nothing on us Galarians!"
"Is that so? You're going to eat your words, Hopscotch," she smirked back, and laughed at the young man's dismay.
"Wha—Lee! Why'd you have to go and say my nickname earlier?!" he wailed, going after his older brother, who promptly raced away, using his Rhyperior as a body shield. The Pokémon just rolled his eyes, and Hop's team looked decidedly not amused by their trainers' antics.
"Alright, alright, get it together! You have a match to get to. I'll judge the first round, so, Cassandra, pick your poisons, "Gloria snickered, gesturing. The redhead hummed thoughtfully as she regarded her large group of Pokémon, spanning multiple regions.
"Tyranitar for sure... Gallade, Empoleon... Luxray, Zoroark, and... hmm... shit," she rumbled, rubbing the back of her neck.
Leon finally returned to her, Hop having abandoned his attempts to get him, "What's wrong?"
"I... don't have a fire-type I can use."
Ah.
The mood became a little somber, though she hid her sadness well in her features. Her lover smiled, though, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"You can borrow Charizard?"
"What!?" Hop was the one to bellow.
"Charizard is just as much hers as he is mine right now, so deal with it. Besides, what are you worried about? Scared she'll beat you?" he smirked back.
His brother blushed and growled, "No! Fine! She can borrow him! I'll still win!"
"Thanks," Cassandra laughed, kissing her lover's cheek, and looked to the fire lizard, who approached with a smirk to match his trainers'. "Well, how do you feel joining my team for a bit?"
His confident roar and fire spit said enough.
"Just trust him to fight as you need and look out for his six. Charizard will do the rest," Leon added.
"Got it. Alright, Hop. Let's do this."
Tsk. came a familiar voice over the bond, and she raised a brow at the Warrior Pokémon who lounged off to the side, refusing to look her way.
"Oi! Hush up, you! It's not fair for you to fight and you know it!" she laughed, but the Pokémon just snorted and shifted so her rear was facing the redhead. Besides her, Zamazenta laughed. Her trainer just made an "uh-huh" and turned back to meet Hop's firm gaze. "You ready to lose, kiddo?"
"You ready to cry when I beat you, Big Sis?"
"'Big Sis'?" she laughed.
"Well, 'Lee's definitely going to marry you," he smirked back, making both her and her lover blush. The older brother made a garbled sound and quickly chased his sibling across the field, threatening to clobber him. Cassandra ended up just laughing again, her face on fire, although shot a glare at Gloria who was stifling her own laugh.
"Alright, alright," the Champion snickered, "let's get the show on the road, else we'll never get through this round. Hop! You ready?
The young man shouted a confirmation while in his brother's headlock, so she looked to the redhead, "'Cas?"
"We're good to go."
"Then, fight!" she shouted, lifting her arm, and it was on.
Hop had earned his place in the Championship Cup. His team wasn't the best in terms of type variety, but he had good battle instinct and had taught good moves to his team. His bond with them was strong, too, and more than a few times Cassandra had to work quick to regain her advantage. Ultimately, she was the victor, but it was to be expected in some ways: her team had been working, training, and battling much longer than his. They had years of experience over him, and type advantages weren't in his favor much. He took the loss well enough, though, groaning with slumped shoulders when his favored Dubwool collapsed down, overcome by her Gallade's fighting and psychic abilities. Her Pokémon stood proudly; eyes closed as he took a reverent stance.
"Winner, Cassandra!" Gloria called out, raising her right arm for the redhead's side. Leon made a good show of cheering for her while the Champion comforted Hop who pouted fiercely. They still met in the center, though, shaking hands.
"You did good—you definitely have what it takes to be a Champion one day," she chuckled.
"Yeah, yeah; I know you're saying it just to make me feel better."
"No, I mean it. You have a strong bond with your Pokémon, which is part of what makes a trainer capable of being Champion. At most I'd say you need to add some more variety to your team to cover more type advantages, and then focus on predicting what your opponent will do. Being that you're a professor... I can guarantee that'll become second nature in no time."
Hop regarded her for a moment, "You really think so?"
"Yeah! You've come far, especially for your age, so just think how powerful you and your team will be as you get older? Just have faith in yourself and your team; they won't let you down if you do," she smirked back, giving him a thumbs up.
"Yeah... Yeah! You're right!" the young man laughed. "Now I'm double glad you'll be my Big Sis one day!"
"Hop!" Leon shouted, blushing as much as Cassandra again.
"Please, like you'd ever break up with her," Gloria snickered, earning a quick huff from her mentor.
"Well, I can't say I'm not hoping myself," the redhead winked, making her boyfriend's eyes go wide and his face turn that deeper shade of red. His little brother just laughed and jabbed a finger at his "Big Sis" to be.
"Watch out, 'Cas. One of these days I'm going to take you on and wipe the floor for real with you!"
"I'm counting on it. So, bring it on, little man. And good luck against your brother—I don't think he's going to be merciful in your fight," she snickered, a mischievous glint to her eyes as the young man's expression fell. Dread was all-too clear when she turned away with a laugh. She approached Leon, who was already stretching his limbs, an eager grin on his face. His focus was on Hop, who was quickly healing up his team, but he looked to Cassandra as she came over and gave him his pokéball back. "Thanks for letting me borrow Charizard. Makes me want my own."
"I guess I could share. He battled great with you, too. I was almost jealous."
"I do need to get a fire-type. It's the one type I never got more of thanks to Arcanine," she smiled sadly. His hand came up to cup her face, and she leaned into his touch. His smile was kind and gentle, and there was guilt in his face. She reached up and placed her hand over his, wishing he wouldn't feel that way. It wasn't his fault.
"You're going to make a fire-type Pokémon very happy then. I just know you'll be unstoppable with whatever you pick."
"It's me, so of course," she chuckled. "Now, go show your brother who's boss, alright?"
He smirked, "Oh, no trouble there... although, he's not entirely wrong. I could even propose now, y'know?"
"Oi! Lovebirds let's go!" Hop bellowed, impatient.
Gloria barked as well, "No kidding! I'm getting bored!"
"Oh, hush! Go confess to each other already!" Cassandra shouted back, and laughed aloud when the two teens blushed, looked to one another, and then looked away twice as fast. Oh, goodness, she was going to enjoy that. She looked back to Leon, "And as for you... don't even think about it—not when we haven't even gone on a second date."
"What? Saving Galar doesn't count?"
"No, it doesn't."
"Damn, well, I guess we have to make some plans after this."
"Yep. Now, go on... and don't cry when I whoop you at the end."
Leon laughed and kissed her brow, "Don't pout when I show you who's the real Champion."
"Bite me."
"Maybe later," he winked.
"Just go, you dork!" she giggled, shoving him away, and moved off the battlefield to stand with Gloria, feeling more relaxed than she had before—a bit more at peace, too. Things would still be difficult, but right now she was happy to spend time with friends and loved ones, relishing in the joy of it all.
After all, it wouldn't last forever.
Four months later...
Cassandra didn't want to, but she knew it was time to leave.
Galar was well on its way to recovery, and Hammerlocke was about a third of the way done with repairs. The Gym Challenges was going to be put on hold for about a year, but the region probably needed it. The Battle Tower was always open, though, and many trainers went there to test their skills—and occasionally try their hand against Leon, Gloria, or even the infamous foreign Champion that had earned the trust of the Legendary Hero Pokémon Zacian. Just as Raihan said, she'd grown quite popular thanks to her role in both the battle and as Leon's significant other, and so had to endure whatever press found their way to her, which made taking trips to Leon's home a massive relief. It made her wish they could stay there more often, and is mother seemed to agree, having come to adore Cassandra as much as Hop had.
Overall, though, things had moved smoothly she dared to say. She'd been allowed to keep her Pokémon with her, utilizing them for repair work, so she'd been able to focus on her bonds with them once more. It has also served to indulge curious eyes. After all, most of her Pokémon were totally unknown to the country, and she dared to say she'd lit a spark of inspiration in many to travel the world as she had. Whatever the case, she was happy to show off her teams, but also took solace in the alone time with her Pokémon, who had wept and mourned the loss of Arcanine with her. Even Zacian grieved, having respected the fire-type for his loyalty and strength. The legendary had become a close confident in the three months, as well, and she liked to think of her as a true friend. She certainly seemed to act like she felt the same, and even appeared sad at times when the redhead mentioned she would be leaving.
It was inevitable, though, and it sometimes made things hard with Leon, too, though nothing that could truly break them. If anything, he'd become more determined to prove his affections. He'd made a point take her on dates any night he could, ensured every night was filled with pleasure that improved with each passing day, and did a good job of hiding the fact he was upset. He knew she had to go, though, so he only made a promise to give her a parting gift she wouldn't forget. She couldn't even begin to fathom what is was, only praying it wasn't some kind of engagement ring. Oh, she certainly could see a life with him, but it was way too soon, and they still had things to do as individuals.
Thus, here she was, ready to fly off any day on Pidgeot. She'd already said her good-bye to the Gym Leaders, especially Raihan who she considered a good, close friend, even if his constantly taking pictures made her want to smack him around. He never shared what she honestly didn't want to be out on the web, for which she was grateful, but still. Regardless, he was her friend for sure, so naturally he demanded she return for a rematch in his new Gym in the future and she promised she would. Funnily enough, so had Nessa, Gordie, and Kabu, whom she'd grown closer with over the month. Naturally, that meant she would. She wasn't leaving Galar forever and might even come back to live one day. With permission, she could easily set up a ranch for her Pokémon—probably somewhere just outside Postwick.
For now, though, she waited at the ranch with her teams roaming about in the grassy area. It wasn't perfect, lacking the trees some of her grass-type liked, and only a meager, but fair-sized pond for her water-lovers. There were no fire pits for the fire-types, nor a sand box or earthy, stone area large enough to satisfy her ground-type, but it worked for what they had. Her Pokémon were happy to endure it, spending time with everyone and her again. Even now they pranced around, some venturing off, but never too far. Others lounged just feet away, snacking on their treats and meals. Zacian always kept the closest, lying in the sun, head in her lap. She was, of course, happy to stroke the legendary's brow gently or rub behind the ears. She missed doing the same for Arcanine, and she knew she always would. But the legendary warrior did a good job of being a fine lap companion.
You are leaving soon, her voice echoed in her mind, and a sense of despondency filled the redhead.
"Yeah, I need to head back. You're welcome to come with, see some new places?" she chuckled, looking down into red-rimmed, amber eyes.
No, my place is here, where we are still needed. This land is mine to protect with my brother. Eternatus may be tamed, but so long as it exists here, so must we. And the future always poses some new danger. We must wait to meet it, the Pokémon paused to rise to a lying position so she could look down to meet her trainer's gaze proper. But... should you need me...Call to me, and I will come. No matter where you are, I will find my way to you. This, I swear on our bond.
"Thanks, Zacian. I'm going to miss you when I'm gone," she spoke softly, rubbing along her jaw. The warrior licked her hand and then pressed her blue-furred brow to her trainer's.
You will return. This, I know to be true. Many years may pass, but your heart will call you here once more, and we shall meet again as old friends in this land.
"I like the sound of that," she replied, and knew Zacian was right. Even if took twenty years, she knew she would come back. This place had become too important in her heart not to.
Sister! Zamazenta's voice rang, and the large, dark-furred quadruped leaped over the erected fence, tail wagging. The two legendaries met with yips and barks before smirking in their own conversation, blocked off from their trainers. Cassandra chuckled as she looked to Leon, who hopped the fence as well, and unleashed his Pokémon from their balls. Her teams greeted his happily, and they went off to their own little groups of friends they'd made over the months. Their trainers, however, met in an embrace-one which sent the redhead to her back, laughing as Leon landed on top and rolled them some. He released her on the second go and sat up with a cheeky grin.
"Sometimes I wonder if you're really twenty-four," she mused, sitting up to lean back on her arms.
He snickered as he plucked grass from her hair, "Y'know? Me, too. Hop's no better, though."
"So, it runs in the family."
"Darn, you got me."
She laughed, "Alright, alright. Come to see me off, then?"
"You're leaving tomorrow. Of course, I am," he replied, his demeanor somber now. She sighed softly and semi-lunged at him, forcing him to the ground. He didn't resist her embrace, and even returned it, rubbing along her back as she lay atop him. "It's going to be rough not seeing you."
"I know. I didn't think I would already be missing you... but I am. But at least I can keep in contact thanks to my phone upgrade."
"Thank Arceus for that—I'd go crazy without you making some smartass reply to anything I said."
"Says the man who keeps giving back cheeky flirts that make me blush."
"Oh, I'm going to make you blush alright, just wait until tonight."
"Uh-oh, am I going to be able to leave the bed tomorrow?" she grinned, leaning up to meet his gaze.
He winked, "Nope."
He leaped up suddenly, turning the tides, and pinning her beneath him. He kissed her quickly, and soon left a trail going down her neck to her collar, leaving her gasping and giggling and squirming, though she couldn't be freed from his grasp.
"Leon!" she laughed, and he just laughed with her before a final kiss to the lips again.
"There's your sample. But first... I did come to give you something that you'd never forget."
"Oh, so it wasn't mind-blowing sex because you've been following Raihan's tips?" she smirked and loved the way it made his cheeks go pink. "Wait—it's not that threesome he keeps asking for is it? I guess we do need to spice things up."
"N-no! Jeez, c'mon, 'Cas, I'm trying to make this a great surprise, and you said you wouldn't mention that again!"
"Okay, okay, I couldn't help it. And don't worry—the sex is fantastic even with just two of us," she teased some more as he let her up.
He smirked, "Oh, I know."
"Shut up and surprise me, you dork," she laughed, standing up with him fully. The young man reached behind to rummage through his small bag and brought out an ordinary pokéball. He held it out, an eager look about his face. She raised a brow as she took it, noting a Pokémon was inside. He gestured for her to release it, so she did. The red light flared and when it faded, a small, baby Charmander stood at her feet. She gasped as the little thing let out a small, high-pitched cry, a silly grin on its face. Charizard heard the cry of its kin and came over, curious. At first, the little Pokémon was unsure of its fully evolved form, but a small puff of fire from the winged lizard made it cry out in joy. It puffed a much smaller fire right back.
"It's—"
"—a Charmander. Charizard and I found her wandering in the Wild Area all alone a few weeks ago. I brought her to a care facility to check everything out, and, well... I thought... maybe this could be a little something from me—to remind you of Charizard and me, and, well... I know she's not Arcanine, but..."
Cassandra smiled as she crouched down and held out her hand. The Charmander tilted her head curiously, sniffing. She seemed satisfied and came closer, allowing the redhead to scratch under the chin, which the little fire-type enjoyed immensely. She beamed as she lifted Charmander up—slowly, to not startle her—and cradled the Pokémon in her arms. The fire-type cried out happily, patting at the redhead's face and enjoying the continued petting treatment.
"She's lovely. She's... a surprise to remember," she chuckled, looking to Leon, who was ready to burst with joy. She leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Thank-you. You're right that's she not Arcanine, but... she's going to become a strong, valuable member on my team. I did need a fire type."
"I knew you'd love her. She's got a good nature, although she might be a troublesome Charmeleon—they always get an attitude then. But if anyone can handle her, and make her an incredible Charizard, it's you. I look forward to seeing how much she grows with you."
Cassandra raised a brow, "Oh? Is that a promise you'll visit?"
"Of course! I already said I would. Not to mention, I promised to meet your parents, so why not add on another one?" he purred, wrapping an arm around her waist. His smile grew soft, and a little sad. "I'm going to miss you, 'Cas... more than I've missed anyone. I think even more than my dad."
"Same. It's going to be rough, but with how busy you and I will be time will pass quick and we'll see each other soon enough. Just... take care of Zacian for me, alright? I worry she'll get lonely without me."
Not far off, she heard her Pokémon snort, as if offended. She couldn't help snickering.
"Don't worry, Zamazenta and I will make sure she'll be alright. I can take them battling at the Tower whenever they like. I know a lot more trainers are dying to face them."
"Ha! Well, she'll love that. Take care of yourself, too, okay? Remember all the good you've done and still are going to do."
He kissed her brow, "I will. I still have doubts some nights, but... I think I'm starting to see what I'm meant to do now; that I'll be okay. When I finish up with things here, I'll come find you. And then... well, who knows what awaits us."
"I look forward to it. For now, though, let's have the team meet their newest member, and enjoy that dinner you promised me. Oh, and dessert after."
"Dessert you say?" he purred, taking her hand to kiss her knuckles.
She winked, "Red Velvet Cake. Your favorite."
Leon just grinned.
TMWolf: And with that... we come to the end next chapter.