Chapter 24; Making Peace and Moving On

We stood outside of the Hammerlocke Jail. The building was cold and foreboding, painted several shades of black to match the general theme of the city.

"Keifer." Gallade was speaking now. "I want you to know, I'm right beside you, and if… Theodore becomes too much to handle, let me know."

"Thanks, Gallade." I was trying not to choke up as we shared a hug, the two of us holding that embrace for several moments. "Let's finish this."

Breaking the hug, I steeled my nerves and entered the building. There were a few Sheriffs with their Pokemon, either behind computers working on reports or listening to the radio.

Walking up to a desk on the left, I was greeted by an older looking sheriff. "What can we do for you today?"

"I've… I've…" I was starting to lock up, my mind flooding with worry and fear. That was gone, though, when Gallade gently took my hand and held it in his.

"I'm with you, son." That was all I needed to hear.

"I'm here to see Theodore. Theodore Penn." The sheriff eyed me suspiciously for a moment before piecing the two and two together.

"I was there that day… you've finally come to see your old man, eh?"

I didn't reply, but the older man seemed to understand. "Arright, follow me." He stood up and I followed him down a hallway passed a few doors before we made it into the visitor center.

The man instructed me to sit down at a table, Gallade by my side as I did so.

"Theodore, you have a visitor." The sheriff sounded like he hated saying that name, and I couldn't blame him.

I was nervous as an officer entered to escort him out to the table me and Gallade were at. What if he tried to hurt me, or-

"Dad… I'm scared." Quietly, I whispered this to Gallade, tears threatening to fall from my eyes. "What if I mess this up or- "

"Shh… son, it's okay." Gallade held me in his arms, gently. "I know you can do this. This will be good for both of us."

I nodded wiping away the bit of tears that had fallen. After a few moments that felt like eons, Theodore was finally escorted out, his hands cuffed in front of him.

"Who would even come, unless it's that whore-" His words died when he saw me. "What the fuck?"

He hadn't changed a bit – Theodore stood just as tall as he once was – 6 foot six, but it looked like a ton of his muscle was gone. His hair was gray now, maybe from stress, but he was no more than… in his forties, maybe early fifties now? He wore gray jail attire.

"Father." There was no emotion in my words. As he was sat in front of me, I threw as much disdain as I could into the word. "I've come to… talk."

"Wow, as if an idiot couldn't make that out." His tone was angry, like a sleazy salesman. "And you have this shameless display with you, what kind of man did that whore raise you into?"

I felt my anger bubble, but Gallade reassured me in my mind. I was better than Theodore.

"I'm no idiot Theodore. If anyone is an idiot, it's you. And Gallade is no shameless display – he RAISED me, unlike you. And mum is no whore."

"Wow, such big and bold words. What, did you expect a big heart-to-heart, shitface? Because newsflash, you FUCKED me!" He practically spat in my face, an officer ready to run up and escort him out before I made a hand motion.

"Do you feel anything?" I finally looked into his stone-cold eyes directly. "Do you feel anything for what you put mum through? She wasn't ready to have me, and you nearly caused her to die from that cell-degrading disease! And how you traumatized me… does that mean anything to you!? The abuse you put me and mum through?" I was on the verge of screaming, and it took everything I had to not start wailing away at him.

Theodore chuckled bitterly, and before his words even came out, if felt like the barrier finally shattered, the worry, everything.

"Do I look like I cared? You were nothing but dead-weight to me, a failure and a disgrace to the Penn Blood you mother fucker." His words were cold and bitter, but that no longer mattered to me.

I was free.

"If anyone was the disgrace, it's you, Theodore." I spoke calmly, on the verge of tears as I finally felt at peace. As I stood up to leave, I spoke quietly as I passed the man who brought me into the world. "And, yeah, I'm a motherfucker, mum says I was a million times better than you could ever be."

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Before I could walk out of the visitor center, Theodore sprung up, but Gallade pinned him back down with psychic energy.

"Don't ever speak of my son that way. Ever." My heart swelled with happiness as Gallade stood there, just as he promised to me so long ago.

"We're done. For good." I spoke to the officer, and he nodded, escorting my dad back into the main area of the jail.

Make peace without forgiving… I had done it. Theodore was an unchanging, heartless monster. He wasn't my father, and he wouldn't be free for a very long time.

The sun felt amazing. As me and Gallade stepped out of the Hammerlocke Jail, I couldn't help but pull him into a hug.

He returned it, and I couldn't help but burst into tears as I leaned into him, clutching my dad as he held me close.

"Thank you… thank you…" I couldn't stop the flow of tears as I locked eyes with him.

"It's okay Keifer." We were sitting down now under a tree not too far from the main road. "It's okay son."

We held our hug for a little longer as my tears finally subsided. Gallade was my dad, through and through. Nothing could change that.

"Thank you, dad." I let up my hug, and he gave me a warm smile as we both stood up. "Now let's go find Samuel."

Finding Samuel wasn't all that hard – we had made it to the Hammerlocke Boxing Ring after a few minutes, and Samuel was waiting with Lily.

"There you are!" Samuel had a smile as he called us over from the bench he was sat at. He quieted down though, "How did it go?"

"It went well." That was the truth and I smiled as we all stepped into the building. We were in the Main Entrance, and it looked similar to a Gym entrance. Walking up to the main desk we were met with a lady whose face was buried in her computer screen.

"Hey, we want to sign up for the Boxing Contest." She looked up just a bit at my voice before her eyes were glued to her computer again.

"Names?" her voice sounded like a middle-aged smoker.

"Keifer Penn." I said, a smile on my face as I got a ding on my phone, indicated I was entered to the contest.

"Samuel." She eyed him a bit, but he wouldn't budge. He got the same ding a few moments later, though.

"Alright, you two filled the roster. Check the bracket. Tournament starts tomorrow, ends the say after." We nodded and bid the older lady goodbye as we stepped back out into the sunshine.

"So… what's the likely-hood I get my ass kicked?" Me and Samuel both chuckled at his words.

"Samuel, you're pretty strong man. That, and your prosthetic leg should give you some better than average balance." He nodded in reply. "Wonder how big the bracket is…" Pulling my phone out, I pulled it up. "That's… not that big."

There was a total of 12 contestants, six on either side of the bracket. Samuel was on the right side, and I was on the left against…

"Lukas." I hadn't heard from, or seen him in a long while. I had no clue how strong or weak he was. "Who'd you get Samuel?"

"Cross"

"Well, shit."

"Be ready, he's gonna fight dirty." We were in the Gyms' Lodging for the night, and Samuel was in the room next to me.

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind." Samuel waved me goodnight as we wrapped our conversation up. Walking back into my room, Gallade was meditating on the bed, his eyes closed and his body peacefully still.

"Care to join me, son?" Gallade cracked his left eye open and asked me this.

"Sure dad." I hopped up next to him, got in position, and closed my eyes. I let out a peaceful breath as I sat there, letting my thoughts go.

I didn't know how long we had been meditating, but when I opened my eyes, I let out a gasp.

"What the…?" I certainly wasn't on the bed anymore – I was in a dark blue, flat landscape, several swirls of darker shades of blue around the endlessly stretching…

"This is the Mindspace Keifer." Gallade was next to me, still in his meditating position. "Just about every Psychic type can enter it, and do just about whatever they please. I was able to bring you here thanks to our link."

"Wow… that's cool." I smiled as Gallade opened his eyes. I sat down in front of him as he continued to speak.

"Cool, indeed. You can also see around yourself." Gallade was right – looking up I could see the immediate area around me. "So, how does one leave the Mindspace…?"

"Simple – you drop your focus." I nodded to Gallade in reply.

As we sat there, continuing our meditating, I started to feel… different towards Gallade. Not in a bad way, but… I just couldn't explain it.

Not knowing how much time had gone by, I decided to let my focus go finally. When I opened my eyes, though, Gallade was straddling me, my legs wrapped around him as we sat there.

"Oh…" That was all either of us could say. Our faces went flush with red, but neither of us let go. Slowly, we leaned forward and…

Our lips met. Gallade's mouth was soft, and his tongue was smooth as it slowly ran over mine, the two of us kissing. It felt… right. I had never seen myself as gay or bi… but Gallade was the special exception to my straightness; that I decided on right now.

After a few moments, we broke our kiss. Neither of us spoke, but when our eyes locked, we passed eachother understanding looks. I felt a poke on my stomach, and it turned out to be Gallade's cock.

Slowly, my hand trailed down to it. I let it graze lightly over, and Gallade's member was smooth to the touch, his hard, white rod ending in a green head. Gallade tensed a bit as my whole hand wrapped around it before beginning to slowly stroke.

Gallade suddenly pulled my jeans and underwear off with his Psychic powers and his gentle left hand was soon wrapped around my own cock, his hand cool as he pumped my dick.

We eventually stopped our stroking, and I got down by the ledge of the bed in front of Gallade. He gave me a glance before I nodded. He wrapped his hands into my hair, and brought my mouth down over his head. The feeling of his smooth member hitting my tongue seemed to sky-rocket my libido.

Gallade once again checked on me, but I gave him a look that said, 'Keep Going.' Slowly, h brought my head down further until he was nearly all the way in. I had never trained my gag reflex, but I remember mum talking about when I asked her how she was able to deep-throat me.

Quickly following her instructions, I was happy when I didn't start sputtering on Gallade's cock as he buried his member in my throat before pulling mostly out, then slowly pushing back in. I made sure to inhale through my nose, taking in the musky scent of his cock as I did so. I let out a moan around Gallade's 10-inch member as he began to slowly fuck my face.

This felt right, and good. I began to moan more as Gallade picked his pace up a bit.

Taking his cock out of my mouth for a moment, I spoke up, "C'mon, you can be a little rougher daddy." The words just spoke themselves. Gallade was dripping a bit of pre-cum, and I thumbed it as I stroked him. My tongue shot out to taste it, and it was sweet, almost like pineapples, but a bit salty. As soon as I finished with that, Gallade roughly groped my head and began to fuck my throat faster, my pleasure turning me on more and more causing me to moan even louder.

We kept this up, Gallade now throat-fucking me at a feverish pace. "Keifer… I'm gonna cum…!" Gallade moaned this out, and in a swift motion, he buried his member in my throat, my moans being blocked as his seed flooded my mouth. I began to swallow as much as I could, a bit dripping out as Gallade finished his release.

"Damn… that was good…" I finished swallowing Gallade's jizz and he had a face of pleasure glazed over his face.

"I agree whole-heartedly…" Gallade gave me a goofy smile as we cuddled on the bed for a moment. "I enjoyed that… and I feel even closer to you now."

"Me too Gallade." After I said this, he flipped himself.

"Your turn for some fun." He wiggled his ass at me, and my cock sprung to attention.

"Just a second." I reached into my bag and pulled out a bottle of lube I had next to a few other sexy times items. I smeared the cool fluid across my member, and lined myself up with Gallade's back-door.

"Ooooh…" Gallade let out a pleasured hiss, a bit of pain tingling on his words as I pushed into his ass, stuffing him with all 10 inches of my cock. I let out a moan at the tight feeling of his ass as I began to pump in and out of him. After a few thrusts, I got on all 4's and began to pound his ass even faster as we both got used to the feeling, the both of us moaning out in pleasure.

We switched positions again soon, Gallade getting on top and riding me. As he did so, I wrapped my right hand around his cock and began to feverishly pump away in my lusty haze.

Neither of us could keep going for much longer – we lost ourselves to our pleasure as we climaxed, my seed blasting into Gallade's ass as he came all over my hand. When I eventually pulled out of him, I took the seed I had on my hands into my mouth before we made out again, sharing Gallade's cum between himself and I.

We finally collapsed next to each other, the two of us breathing heavily as our lust faded.

"That felt good."

"Agreed." Me and Gallade snuggled closely to each other, Hattrem and Gardevoir joining us to congratulate us.

I had finally moved on from my father Theodore, and I couldn't be happier.