Romances of the Pokemon World

by The Imperator 2 you

The world of Pokemon is vast, and in this vast world, stories of individuals can be found and told, some are of great challenges and even greater problems. But some can be small and subtle, and others are romantic. In a world where Pokemon and Humans live together, unions can be found, but are they forbidden, or is there another word for it? Rated M, for Lemons

34. Pheromosa (F)

To trust our hearts to a single individual, is the ultimate symbol of trust, for it is so easy to abuse and break the trust we have in those around us when we give them our heart. Our hearts are the greatest thing we can trust, because our hearts will never lie to us, but to trust another with our heart, means to put our complete faith in them, with 'everything' that makes us who we are~!

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[Warning, facility compromised, all personnel evacuate, evacuate!]

He ran as fast as he could down the hallway while dodging all of the laser beams on his way to escape the facility. "Carmela sure is taking her time!" He yelled.

Just as he turned a corner a pair of Mightyena and their trainer ran in front of him to try and stop him. He smirked as he still ran at them.

"You're not getting past…"

In a flash of blinding speed, a tall thin, feminine-physique bug-fighting type pokemon stood between both of the Mightyena, smirking as she glanced back at the human trainer while both of his Mightyena were kicked to the side, unconscious from her fast speed and vast strength. Before he could even utter a word of shock, the other human in the corridor slid around her, swept his feet under him and knocked him to the floor before striking him with the side of his fist to knock him out.

"Perfect timing as always Luv." He said as he got up.

"PhErAaAa~!" She muttered with shake of her head, waving him off dispassionately. "You're so slow!"

"Can't help it, had to shut down the power generator downstairs." He said, straightening his suit.

"PhErAaAaMoOo!" She snarked. "Why do I have to work with you?"

"Because we were assigned together." He replied with a grin.

-Boooooooom-

Instantly they turned and ran from sound as in the distance they could hear the explosion from the generator coming apart.

"So, I take it you freed the Pokemon they were using to experiment on?"

"RaAaMoOoSaAaAaAa!" Which he translated to, "Of course, I know how to do 'my' job!"

"And I know how to do mine!" He muttered as they heard another explosion from downstairs.

"MoOoOsAaAaAa PhEeRa?" or, "Does that involve letting yourself get taken prisoner 'like always'?"

"It was the fastest way to get inside their base!"

"PhEeErAaA?" or, "What if they get smart and shoot you?"

As they ran, a camera mounted on the wall watched them pass.

In a room, a woman smiled as she watched the holographic representation of the two thorns in her side running. Yet another plan for potential world domination ruined, but as before, she was nowhere to be found in that facility, having already escaped.

"So, you got away again…" She asked quietly as they continued to run. "You must think your so… 'clever'? But I promise you agents…" She leaned down and grinned as they paused to fight a few more of her minions, watching their actions. "You can't escape me forever."

She spun in her chair and glanced at the world globe she had, and various metal pegs where these two had continued to thwart her plans over and over. Alongside it on a small table were miniature glass figurines, one in particular… a Pheromosa. As for the other she picked up, she grinned as it was cast in the likeness of the human, who appeared to be the creature's partner.

"We're playing a game… you'll take from me, but I'll take from you~!" She sang lightly as she picked up the small glass figure. "But we know every game ends… and when this one is through…" She picked up the other one, this of the human and stared at it warmly. "I expect you will die…"

She turned to her pet Houndoom, and chuckled as she plopped the two glass figurines on the table again.

"Cause the best of the best, still die like the rest, and I expect them to die… I truly expect them to die!" She smirked as she stroked her metallic hand. "When they finally see, the worst side of me, we'll all finally be, eye to eye and I expect them to die~!" Her houndoom nodded in agreement.

She turned to a nearby poster of the International Police Organization, and gently tapped the center of it.

"That voice they obey… they will never save them, they're a mere puppeteer, that only enslave them." She muttered before turning back to the table with the holographic image of the two agents escaping her facility. "They push through the board, despite all my wealth, my armies and dreams… but their every success, still unveils far greater schemes!"

The world faded around her it seemed as she imagined them finally, despite all their skills, their intellect, all their gifts, when she FINALLY had them cornered and at their mercy. "I see it my friend, trapped on some dirt, surrounded by acid, laser and rockets, and Sharpedos galore. When they try to fight me, I'll watch their hopes torn. Spikes on the walls on the ceiling as it falls, they're right where I want them at last, and it is goodbye, my little thorns!" She sang as she clutched her hand around the holographic figures, picturing them helplessly fighting back against her power.

She smiled warmly as she picked up the glass figurines again and stared at them.

"I expect them to die… cause the best of the best, still die like the rest and I expect them to die. I expect them to die, when they finally see the worst part of me, we'll all finally be, eye to eye as I expect them to die. I expect them to die… I want them to die…" She sang as she held them closer to see the finer details on their faces. "Or else they'll be mine…"

= Frustrating Feelings =

= Human (Jamison) / Pheromosa (Carmela) =

[The world of Pokemon can be a beautiful place at times, but for every good side of the coin there is a bad side to be seen. Fortunately, the International Police Organization is always watching over us, making sure that those ne'er-do-wells never get a chance to hurt those on the side of good!]

[In fact, with the arrival of Ultra Beasts found in the Alola Region, a few have been caught and are now working 'with' the IPO to help protect our world even more!]

[But it 'has' taken some time for them to adjust a bit to our world, one in particular has a dislike of humans in general, despite working with one agent.]

(Jamison's PoV)

"Congratulations on a job well done Agent Jamison, and you too Pheromosa." Their coordinator and fellow agent in the IPO told them as they stood in the briefing room. "Now that Madame Luxuana's big scheme to turn Pokemon into Shadow Pokemon has been thwarted, at least temporarily, we can relax a little while the boys try to track down 'where' she was going to send them, and R and D learn more about the 'method' she was using to turn them into Shadow Pokemon in the first place."

"I take it that this isn't a debriefing then because otherwise we would be talking about what we found, instead of what we 'didn't' find." Jamison said as he sat cross legged.

"PhErOoOo…" Carmella complained with a roll of her eyes. "I'm not going to enjoy this next part…"

"Indeed, I know you were expecting that long awaited vacation…" Their coordinator said with a smile.

"Which I have been asking about for the last seven years." Jamison explained.

"PhErOoMoSaAa…" or, "Here it comes…"

"But we need you for another mission, while we stopped Luxuana's research into Shadow Pokemon, intel reports from the data you managed to secure implies that she has a 'new' employee that has taken over full control of researching the Shadowfication Process. As I said we've got teams trying to find out where they were going to send those pokemon, but as you put it, it's what you 'didn't' find that has the higher ups peeved."

"Yes, we looked high and low after encountering her, just prior to me escaping and Carmela here breaking in to rescue the Pokemon. She must have escaped almost immediately 'after' our encounter, but how she was able to escape without us knowing, is what puzzles me."

"PhErRoRoRoMoSaAa, RoRo MoOoSaSa, Sa Sa PhErRo!" or, "She must have had an escape vessel we didn't take into account, 'again', but the only way she could have known to escape was if she 'knew' we both were there, I made sure to 'not' be spotted until 'after' Jamison signaled me!"

"Indeed, which is why Jamison and Pheromosa, the agency is going to send you both to the Johto Region, there's a large dinner party at Goldenia Manor being hosted by one Andrew Goldenia, that Madame Luxuana has publicly talked about attending. Your mission is twofold, first learn what you can about Luxuana and Goldenia to see if there's a possible connection between the two of them, perhaps financially or something else we're not aware of. The second is gather more intelligence about her scheme involving the Shadow Pokemon, and how she intends to use them for world domination. Intel you also recovered suggest that Luxuana is going to meet her new employee at that party, so your task while there is to identify and follow them. The Director has the upmost confidence in your skills."

"And what about that 'vacation' I keep asking for?" he asked politely with a smile.

"We'll discuss that at the next budget meeting, but suffice to say, don't count on it anytime soon." She replied with a chuckle.

"PhErOo…" or, "Oooof course…"

"What is our cover story going into this party, I highly doubt we received an invitation to an exclusive ballroom party from Andrew Goldenia."

"As you know your last cover as a wealthy bachelor and business tycoon worked quite well, agency managed to secure an invitation for you under the same title, you're going in under the same guise."

"Well I stand corrected then. We'll begin packing our things and be on the first plane to Johto."

"Good luck agents, we're counting on you both."

"PhErOmOsAaAa…" or, "I bet you are…"

Jamison left the room with Carmela walking beside him, her arms crossed and taking very short but quick steps to keep pace with him, looking off to the side while her long antennae and hair flowed behind her. Despite being classified as a 'Pokemon', her species being 'Pheromosa' or an 'Ultra Beast' as she was more commonly known by, her true designation was UB-02 Beauty. She had so many 'IDs' to classify her that just to simplify things, he gave her a call name that was between them. He called her Carmella, as the only time he ever saw her 'smile' was when she stared at a bouquet of Carmella Flowers sitting in the Director's Office the first time that he met her.

Ever since then almost six years ago, she hasn't smiled 'once' out of a genuine feeling of joy, only smug grins when she beat up her opponents.

They've been working together for six years going seven now, him being the only Agent in the organization that has lasted more than a week with her, the others either couldn't take her attitude or just gave up.

"Any thoughts on Luxuana and her 'need' to have this Shadow Pokemon project work?" He asked as they walked down the hallway to gather their equipment for the trip.

"She's a human, you humans are single purposed, narrow minded fools." She told him as nobody else was in the hallway.

She also spoke human 'and' her native tongue, using human speech with him privately, and everyone else hearing her native speech. It was about the only symbol of trust she showed him, which coming from her, was a high honor. After a few years he figured out what she was saying naturally, and as such when she spoke in her native tongue, he naturally translated it mentally.

"But she has been at this for several years now, it must be important if she is still trying to take over the world with them."

"I wouldn't know." She muttered as they turned a corner toward the laboratory where the 'egg heads' had the latest tech for them to work with. "PhErOo MoMoOsAa!" or, "I'll wait out here as 'usual'!"

"You know you can come in as well, its not like anyone is going to bite you."

She flicked him off with her two clawed fingers and chose to lean against the wall while he walked in.

(Carmella's PoV)

She sighed as she was left alone in the hallway, left to enjoy her personal solitude and isolation from the rest of the world, as usual.

She didn't like it here in this world, she missed her nice sandy world, the moisture of this place was nearly unbearable for her. It was also 'filthy', she could practically 'smell' the dust particles despite how 'clean' this place supposedly was by 'human standards'. She turned her gaze toward a camera which was watching her, and scoffed at it, before looking away. Even with the agency she agreed to work with using her 'talents' and abilities, she still wasn't trusted.

Then again, she doesn't trust them and as such they don't trust her, so all is right in the world.

She sighed as she grasped one of her feelers, and looked at the end to see a tiny little, nearly microscopic, blinking implant embedded into it.

This is why she will never trust these humans, not 'any' of them, they say they're her friends, they say they are her allies, they offered her the choice and out of 'gratitude' for their assistance getting away from the Aether Foundation she offered to help them in return.

And how do they show their 'generous spirit of friendship' as she put it, by implanting her with a tracking device, monitoring her location every second of the day. She couldn't even stare at the sky in private without them knowing where she stood, for how long, what angle she was looking, at what height range…

The only saving grace… her current and longest running 'partner', Jamison. Jamison seemed to treat her with respect, and admiration, having saved his life on more than one occasion, and she in turn was saved on a few occasions where she overestimated her situation and adversaries. Much like how she tried to outpace the suction speed of a massive jet engine fan while in a slick steel tunnel. Had he not come and disabled it; she would have been ripped to shreds.

'Figures that the only one I can truly trust is the one I'm stuck working with the 'most'.' She muttered warmly as she continued to twirl her antennae.

After a few seconds more she let her antennae fall to dangle like the other when the door opened and Jamison walked out with a briefcase, no doubt full of the latest 'gadgets' the agency had developed for their agents.

"So, what's the newest toys you get to work with?"

"Agency developed a new hacking keycard, capable of bypassing any door with a ninety-five percent success ratio." He said opening it and showing her a worker's ID card.

"While disguised as a dish washer ID, clever." She chuckled.

"New improved laser cutting ballpoint pen which is 'turn' and 'pressure' activated…"

"Which also carries a supply of ink, so nobody gets suspicious." She finished having seen that on their last assignment.

"A brief case which releases a cloudless knock out gas in a three-meter radius when the lock combination is set to 666."

"Lovely, I always enjoy 'sprinting' or holding my breath!" She scoffed, remembering how she had to run to avoid being knocked out by it one time.

"And finally, a Magic 8 Ball with an EMP device built in, designed to go off when shaken consistently for ten seconds." He said finally, showing a simple black ball with the number 8 on it.

"Always with the toys." She said with a roll of her eyes. "Wish your 'people' gave you something that didn't look like an obvious disguise."

"Nobody would suspect any of these being such devices." He explained politely.

"Because they're stupid ideas!"

"Why do we always have this argument when I leave the R&D room?" Jamison asked as they continued walking.

"Because your people should be giving you stuff to get OUT of situations, we keep getting in." She growled. "When is a stupid 'ball' going to be useful for when your strapped to a table with a laser about to cut you in half? How is a 'pen' going to save your life when your surrounded by guards? Why are we 'still' using a stupid 'briefcase' to carry knock out gas?"

She scoffed and stormed away, leaving him to follow behind as they made their way to a waiting taxi which would take them to the airport, to board a private plane where they would wait in first class with other 'high class' pokemon and humans, before landing in Johto to begin their mission.

This wasn't the first time they clashed, and as she 'carefully' sat in the taxi, making sure to place a layer of clean towels down on both floor and seat so she wouldn't have to touch it, she looked out the window to avoid looking at Jamison knowing that it wouldn't be the last. It wasn't that she hated him, or his line of work, or the agency… it's just that she hated how out of her previous 'partners' and all the humans she's met, Jamison was the only human she 'liked'. She wished he were… somewhere else, something else, ANYTHING else.

Instead as the taxi took off, spiriting them to the airport to board the plane, and they took their seat in fancy seating arrangements while Jamison instantly went incognito, talking about his 'single status' and his various businesses with some of the young ladies eyeing him, she just wished they weren't on Luxuana 'again'.

'Why can't they assign another pair of agents to find her and bring her down?' She muttered in her head, pretending to smile and laugh at a few of the Pokemon's words and talks. 'Any pair, 'any' pair… I just don't want to lose him.'

She listened to a Ninetales and Absol pair talking about their 'world tour' from the Galar region, both pregnant and laughing as they were planning an expansion to their mansion with their husband. She chuckled and laughed, as was expected while undercover, pretending to be 'fascinated' by what they had to say and interested in their conversation, their battling experience, and how they were planning one last run before finally deciding to 'consider' retiring, once they had their children.

"And when Rodney found out we were pregnant; you should have seen the look on his face. Why Venus, she told me to keep it a secret from him until he asked why our bellies were getting bigger, the look of 'shock' and surprise… my only wish was that we had gotten it on camera~!" The Ninetales chuckled as she took a few sips of a special wine served on the plane to Pokemon.

"I can only imagine~." She replied with a very good imitation of a giggle, taking a drink of purified salted water as she requested while the plane took off.

"After we finish our pregnancy tour we're going home with Rodney back to Galar, but our next stop is to the Johto Region, we're heading to Ecruteak City to visit the sites and enjoy the famous Dance Theatre there, I've heard on good word from my former owner's tourism circle that the Kimono Girls are a 'must see' for any tour around the world!" The Absol now said, smiling contently as she nibbled on a small pastry.

"Really, I 'must' visit it then if its on such good word!"

It was 'so' easy to deceive those around her, she'd gotten very good at wearing a mask, it was the only way she could keep her true self 'safe', from all those around her.

[Time Skip… 5 days after arrival in Johto Region]

[Agent Jamison reporting… Location, outside the Goldenia Manor… insertion and infiltration completed… commencing espionage operation…]

[Agent Pheromosa reporting, Location, Goldenia Manor, successfully placed listening devices on the outskirts and within the ball room… have not been detected…]

[Agent Jamison Update, preparations and understanding of local heritage and goings on completed… Awaiting start of Goldenia Manor Party…]

[Agent Pheromosa Update, request new shipment of purified water and extra sand…]

(Agent Jamison and Carmella PoV)

"Oh Mr. Jamison you are so well cultured, how did you know my dress was made in the Unova Region by Cassandra Vel Hoonda herself?"

"Well my dear, I happen to have visited Unova myself, and I actually managed to meet miss Cassandra herself when she was revealing some of her earliest designs, before she became the famous name that she is today." Jamison said warmly as a Gardevoir walked around floating a tray of vintage wine glasses by them. "But really clothes are 'far' from what makes someone so well versed, what I want to know is 'who' you talked to in order to get those fabulous earings. They clearly look like they're from Kanto, but the fact that I see the Omega and Alpha symbols in both your ruby and sapphire jewels respectively, clearly indicates they are from Hoenn!"

"Oh you 'are' cultured, well if you 'must' know yes my husband and I spent a few weeks touring the Hoenn region on business and he happened to see a local vendor who was 'more' than willing to design the symbols off of the local legends." The elderly woman said with a smile.

"Indeed Mr. Jamison, we happened to have been visiting to see about purchasing building rights to construct a similar Battle Frontier in our own home region. Though watching the grand finals of the Pokemon League was just too much to resist!" Her husband said warmly as they sipped on their wine.

The Gardevoir stopped by them before politely offering them the tray of glasses, (More wine most welcomed guests?) He asked, wearing a tie and dress uniform bearing the Goldenia Insignia.

"Not for me I've had more than enough, thank you very much Trevor." Jamison replied politely.

Trevor the Gardevoir nodded in understanding and went off to offer other guests the wine.

"Well Mr. Jamison, have you any other fanciful stories to share, being such a well-travelled bachelor, you must have stories for days to share!"

"If you insist, there was this one time when I was journeying through the jungles of the-"

On and on she had to listen to Jamison play the part and maintain their cover at this dinner party, smiling and pretending to give a sand covered crystal's thought about what was being said around her as she listened for 'any' information.

"And 'that' was how Andrew my m-master, concluded the month-long honeymoon with his wife. Sorry for the stutter, oooh I think I've had a few more drinks than a Dragonair should." The pink Dragonair said sweetly, rejecting the offer of wine made to her by another Dragonair, male by the looks of it, wearing a bowtie with the symbol of the Goldenia family on it. "I think Andrew and Angelica are going to have a child soon, what with how much the mistress of the manor is 'glowing'… if you get the drift."

"Oh, I do, believe me I do." She replied just as 'pathetically' sweetly.

"Uhm, 'ma'am'?" An innocent voice chipped in from below her, and she looked down to see a tiny little Dratini looking cutely at her, the only thing special about the Dratini was that they had two differently colored eyes. "Why are you so tall?"

"Angelina, don't ask rude questions!" Magenta the Dragonair chided her daughter. "I'm sorry for my daughter's behavior, she hasn't been properly educated in manners yet, she's only a month out of the egg, you can understand right?"

"Oh, it's quite alright… no harm no 'foul' as the saying goes." She chuckled sarcastically, silently wishing disaster to strike just so she could get away from them. "I'm a 'Pheromosa', and I am actually quite 'short' for my species size…"

"Where are you from?"

"A very… very… faraway place from here."

Well she wasn't lying.

"So, tell me about Luxuana, I've heard many good things about her, supposedly Madame Luxuana is planning on establishing a new Pokemon Preservation Island."

"Why yes indeed, you heard correctly, the head of the Goldenia Family, my m-master… oooh forgive me again for the stutter, I really have been drinking too much tonight!" She said while pretending to swoon and shake her head to clear her mind, but Carmela knew it was fake. "Andrew just signed a nice donation to Luxuana's efforts to establish one of the 'many' islands in the Hoenn Region, and get the government to establish it as a Natural Pokemon Preserve. You know how important we take the natural beauty of the environment of those poor Pokemon who live in the wild."

"Oh, indeed I do." She replied with a smile, caring as much about the subject as she did for this party and nearly 'every' human in it.

"Why, with human encroachment into such natural landscapes, Pokemon territory is getting shrunk every day, we need to preserve as much of it as we can so that future generations of Humans 'and' Pokemon can enjoy them, and live in perfect harmony, and 'that' is what we should be striving for every day!" Magenta said as she began going into the typical 'rich and privileged, entitlement talk' as she knew it as. "We should 'all' be striving to create a better, more beautiful world. Why I had this talk with my M-master… ooof there I go again… stuttering, woooooh, YUE! Yue can you please bring me something to clear the wine from my head?"

"Coming my lady!" Yue the Dragonair said as he and the Gardevoir left the room.

"Now where was I, oh yes we should be 'striving' to create that world I spoke of, and I talked with Andrew about this, and so we made a small statement by buying up a local gambling hall, ugh the place. Used to be called a 'Game Corner' of all things, anyway, we bought the place out and tore it down. Instead we put up a new public library, funded entirely by the Goldenia Family, nothing like a good book to enrich the minds of our youth and cultivate their sense of imagination and wonder of the world around-"

'Please kill me…' She thought while smiling.

While Carmela talked with the Dragonair, Jamison continued to talk trade words with those around him, asking about Luxuana's latest machinations.

"Oh yes, Madame Luxuana is quite the eccentric bachelorette, expanding her charity businesses into so many regions. It's amazing how she is able to fund such efforts and 'keep' funding them. Perhaps you two should get together hmmm?"

"Mhmhm maybe we should, I am quite 'eccentric' myself."

"All this talk about me and I have not even introduced myself!" A cheerful and 'eccentric' voice bubbled out, causing everyone to turn and applaud together as Andrew Goldenia walked down, hand in hand with 'Madame Luxuana', the wealthiest bachelorette in the world.

Luxuana was light skinned, about over six feet tall, standing just a head shorter than him. She wore probably the most expensive cotton wool dress that money could buy, with emerald earrings engraved with the Delta symbol, and waved to the crowd as she walked down the flight of stairs leading from the upper levels to the ballroom. Andrew Goldenia smiled and released her hand so that they could join the guests and other party goers as fresh champaign glasses were circling, offered by attentive butlers and maids, both human 'and' Pokemon.

This of course, was a façade, both Jamison and Carmela knew Madame Luxuana by her more common name 'Mistress' Luxuana that she identified herself as in every encounter they had with her and to her subordinates. She used her funds from her many worldwide businesses to fuel her desire for world domination. Her latest, and so far, longest running attempt, being the use of Shadow Pokemon to overcome and defeat the Pokemon Leagues of the entire world.

"Ladies and Gentlemen Luxuana and I are pleased to announce that we have just received word from the Hoenn Pokemon League, and are happy to confirm that the order to dedicate one of the small islands off the mainland will be dedicated as a Pokemon Preserve!"

"Thanks to a 'generous' contribution from both my personal wallet and the Goldenia funds, a piece of our wonderful world will now be preserved for future generations to enjoy, and it will remain untouched by human hands and modern development!" Luxuana declared with a proud smile.

All around the room every human and Pokemon that could, applauded in congratulations at the news, and he was among them, smiling and playing along with the whole charade.

'So, it's an island this time, we need to figure out 'which' island before we can find out what it is, she wants to do or 'what' she's up to on that island.'

'Always with the dramatic flair, but at least we found out what we needed, now we just need to find her 'employee' she now has working for her.'

"And as our first step in showing the beauty of what it is we now have created, I have taken into the employment of my latest adventure, one of the top researchers in the world of Pokemon, you know her by the famous Pokemon Nature Documentary, 'Pokemon Powers in the Natural Wilds', please give a round of applause to…" Luxuana said with a smile as a young girl with long hair dyed black, red and yellow stepped up and bowed to the audience. "Miss Anita Rig, from the Sinnoh Region!"

"What a face, to think she managed to get Anita Rig herself to help research and study the island in its natural beauty!"

"Only Luxuana could convince an isolationist like 'her' to come out into the public, why her autograph ALONE is worth more than the money it took to make my dress and jewelry!"

"She's such an amazing girl, to think she's only twelve!"

"How did she even 'find' Anita, she never stays in the same location twice!"

"What an honor to even be in the same room as Anita herself!"

While everyone applauded and smiled, Jamison played along with Carmela, all eyes focused entirely on the small girl. Anita Rig, one of among the greatest researchers and isolationist from the Sinnoh Region. Famous for her research into the origins of the Creation Trio, and especially for her discovery of the Azure Flute's existence, and most notably her long standing web series which found her exploring and cataloguing nearly seventy five percent of the world's Pokemon species. Only the creation and perfection of the Pokedex itself surpassed her fame.

She was famous and famously hard to find in public, only two hundred people in the world have an 'authentic' autograph from her for any of her works. A single autograph once went to auction for nearly a hundred million.

'This complicates things…'

'I don't like her one bit…'

It wasn't good that Anita Rig herself was working for Luxuana, but at least they now knew who she had employed. The only question was 'what' did Luxuana offer her to get that isolationist researcher to join her cause? What could she have offered Anita to work for her, money alone didn't drive the researcher, she only pursued causes that stimulated her mind and pushed her mental prowess?

The party went on as usual, with everyone talking and trying to get a few words with the famous girl. She was apparently a child prodigy, a pre-teen genius, someone with an IQ greater than most modern scientists can boast having. Such popularity made it impossible for Jamison to get a chance to talk to her, but they had a chance when her PokeGear went off and she had to take it.

Jamison couldn't get close enough to listen, but Carmela, while she was smiling and talking to a Shiny Gardevoir about her trainer's interests in Unova… the antennae tips began to vibrate ever so much. She had planted several listening devices around the ballroom, not to 'listen' or record what was being said around the room, but instead to amplify everything being said into special sonic vibrations and into a pitch so high, only her sensitive antennae could hear them.

This was one of her 'specialties', being able to listen in on 'specific' conversations despite all the talking going on.

So while she pretended to smile and converse, her antennae twitched ever so slightly in response to the conversations taking place, and with only a minor effort in concentration, she listened in on the 'private' phone call between Anita Rig and whoever she was talking to.

"What do you want, and are we still on schedule?"

{We've finished preparations and are beginning to collect specimens per your instructions, but are you sure you want these weak bugs and fish? There are some rarer species and more powerful ones on the-}

"I'll give you my answer in an extremely complicated manner that your pathetic brain cannot comprehend, my reasons are beyond your understanding, now do your job as you are paid to do, collect the specimens and plant the cameras where I told you to."

She heard the girl hang up the phone and breathe heavily in frustration, before muttering.

"I swear those idiots, if the offer wasn't so tempting, I'd have never even bothered with her."

With that Anita walked off into the crowd and talked with her fans again, answering questions and politely refusing offers for autographs.

As the party began to die down and guests started to leave hours later, she and Jamison walked back to their hotel to debrief each other and talk about what they've learned.

"Our next destination is Hoenn it seems, the agency will have a plane ready for us by tomorrow afternoon."

"Did you figure out where we need to go?"

"Nope, there are so many islands off the Hoenn Mainland that it could be any of them… the one benefit is that we know its 'not' Southern Island…"

"The mysterious ever disappearing island, shrouded in a misty fog that none but the native Eon Pokemon can see past?"

"They do not know where its located or else it would have been over the place that Anita was studying it, therefore it's one of the other, more commonly seen islands."

"So how do we find this island?"

"The Hoenn Government isn't going to release the location of the island until 'after' Anita finishes her research if what I know of their government, which means we have to find it ourselves. We can't exactly wait for the director to try and pull some strings to help us."

"Well… I know 'one' way we can find out what we want…"

"Infiltrate Anita Rig's place of living while she's still here in Johto and try to examine her computer, good idea, you follow her, and I'll join you after reporting to the agency."

"Good, I hate talking to them."

She vanished as she jumped and ran back to Goldenia Manor, and hid in the tree awaiting Anita Rig's departure. Half an hour of sitting and waiting, she saw the girl leaving in the company of an Espeon and an Umbreon.

"That was a stupid party, what was I thinking going to it?" She yelled loudly while walking. "Dark, Light, make a mental note, if I ever get invited to another party, reject the offer and make up an excuse to say I can't come."

"Uuuumbreon?"

"I don't know Dark, just tell me to make up an excuse, I'll think of something they'll buy!"

"Espeooooon?"

"Yea, yea Light I hear you… ugh all those 'people', I can't stand rich snobby types." She complained. "Rich people always act so educated and cultured, doesn't matter where they went to or how far they travel, they probably have as many brain cells between them as they do foreign bank accounts."

"Umbreooon…"

"I don't care about them; all I care about is my research!"

'For once we agree on something…'

She followed behind stealthily, using her speed to keep pace without letting herself be heard or detected by either the Umbreon or Espeon. She was aware of the psychic type's mental range and the dark type's hearing range, and easily stayed out of both while keeping pace and listening in on their talk. They eventually reached a low rent apartment and instantly her clothes changed from the fancy dress attire she wore at the party, to a patched, dirty, liquid stained lab coat.

She was actually impressed that Anita's Pokemon kept that up illusion up the entire time.

When the girl walked into the hotel, she closed her eyes and focused on hearing. 'Hmmm, judging by the steps, the frequency of the rhythm, the force being put into each foot…' She thought before smiling. 'Third floor, second room on the left from my current location.'

She leapt down and tossed a beacon Jamison slipped her just before they separated along with the key card the agency gave him, now Jamison knew of her location, and with that she ran across the street and through the back door which the idiot owner left open. She closed her mind and sped up the staircase before hiding out of sight of the room where Anita stayed. She smiled as Anita opened the door and walked out, muttering something about how she had to yell at the owner about 'rent' that she already paid, and planned to sue him with so much evidence he'd have to sell her this place just to stay out of the poor house.

Once she was gone, she slipped to the door, and swiped the key card at the door's, rather 'modern' security lock. It instantly unlocked.

"Alright, let's see if we caPHEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She 'screamed' as she was electrocuted the moment the door opened, and the world went black.

"Wake up sleepy head." She heard a voice mutter.

She groggily opened her eyes and stared as Anita, her Umbreon and Espeon, as well as several men with grins staring at her.

"Mmmpfh?" She tried to speak, but her mouth was gagged.

She tried to move her arms but found they were bound, and while she tried to move her legs, she found they were too 'heavy' to move due to weights tying them down. She panicked as she tried to use her strength, but for some reason she just couldn't call upon it.

"Oh, don't get too comfortable, see it's not every day an intruder tries to break into my room using a 'master key card' like what you tried to do." Anita said with a smirk, showing the key card before snapping it in half. "See, while something like 'this' would have worked on that two-bit half a star hotel's security, I upgraded my room with something 'better'. Moment you tried to break in with this, it triggered my paralysis system, you've been out for about ten minutes, plenty of time for me to transport you here to this nearby abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Goldenrod City that the Goldenias were planning to tear down for a public garden park."

She glared furiously at them while glancing at all of the men behind and around her.

"Oh yea, don't mind them, they're just a couple of dropouts I found lounging around… tossed some money at them, said 'hey, you degenerates wanna bang a Pheromosa and make some money to boot?' Had to show them what you looked like, but once I did, well didn't take them long to decide!" Anita smiled devilishly as she leaned down to whisper, "Personally I wanted to take you in for 'private' research, but this gets you off my employer's track 'and' teaches you a lesson in snooping where you're not wanted."

She glared even harder as she struggled to break free, but couldn't for some reason.

"Like my new toy, it's a special collar that resonates at the frequency your mind works, sends out a special cancelation signal to your brain to make it forget how to use your 'unique powers'… or in your case, your powerful muscles." Anita gloated as she slid a finger down the length of her arm. "Despite your 'slim' figure, your muscles are actually fifteen times stronger than a Machamp's. You have as much muscle and punching power in your 'left leg', as three Machamps have 'combined' with their entire bodies. Now, while Pokephilia is banned in Johto, these guys aren't exactly 'upstart citizens' if you catch my drift, I asked them to 'take care' of you..."

If thoughts could kill, everyone around her right now would be turned into piles of ashes.

"Yea glare and complain all you want, as long as that collar is around your neck, you can't use more than half a percent of your muscle strength in your entire body!" She said, tapping her neck and the collar around it. "I hate to cut and run, but I have somewhere to be. While I would 'love' to interrogate you and find out who you're working for, I just don't want to waste my time on 'menial tasks'." She stepped back and turned to the guys around her. "Boys she's all yours, when your done and she's knocked out, just throw the collar on her into the river or something, I don't care. You can decide how to divide the money between you all!"

"Wooooh!"

"Oh ya!"

As the guys closed in on her Anita yelled at them, causing them all to turn to her for a moment.

"Oh yea, before I forget… I did some research while she was out… turns out, despite being an Ultra Beast, there's a good chance she is in the 'human-shaped' egg group, so that means you can knock her up. But if my research is right, even if she gets knocked up, we can't tell who the 'dad' is so… no need to pull out!"

At that they laughed even harder while closing in around her.

Just as the first two filthy humans grabbed her and began spreading her legs, a briefcase slammed into his face, causing him to fall over. She recognized the briefcase and took a deep breath, before holding it as they started yelling and demanding who threw it. Moments later, they became dizzy and started falling over unconscious.

No longer threatened, she used the air she had to roll over, and 'crawl' over the filthy floor away from the briefcase, where Jamison was running with a specially designed mask in hand, and wearing the other.

"Ran into trouble I see luv." He said with a chuckle, strapping the mask on her.

Moment she had air to spare, she yelled, "Took your time!"

"I only just arrived, I had trouble tracking you down." He replied, taking the laser pen and using it to cut her free.

"How long did it take you to find me, I left you that beacon."

"I went to the hotel, but you weren't there, I tried following you, but the agency said you were…"

"The agency 'said'?" She asked coldly. "You asked 'them' to help find me?"

"Well yes… I wanted to…" He tried saying but she snapped and stormed away the second her collar was off.

"Come on, she's getting away." She snarled.

Not getting why she was angry, Jamison just followed after her and ran out into the dead of night. It didn't take them long to catch up to Anita, as she was walking to a local rock outcropping with a bag in tow and her two Pokemon behind her.

"Hold it right here!" Jamison shouted as Carmella ran full sprint with searing anger in her eyes.

Anita barely managed to turn her head halfway, before the Pheromosa launched a kick so fast and powerful, that had it connected she would have been flung three miles in the direction she was kicked. Instead, a Reflect barrier sprang up right in front of a Protect barrier, both cast by the Umbreon and Espeon, who's eyes were glowing in the night.

"PhEr… MOSA!" Carmella screamed incoherently, letting her anger contort her words into incoherent shouts, while throwing a punch to try and break the barriers with her punch now.

The barriers held and both Pokemon simply stood their ground while Anita smirked and twirled a yellow jewel around that hung from a necklace she was wearing.

"I had a feeling those idiots couldn't have kept you for long, but I had hoped they would have kept you busy long enough for me to get some more distance." She said. "I needed more time to delete some footage of me in Goldenrod City's security cameras, as well as do some other things, guess I'll just have to do all that remotely."

"Miss Anita Rig, we need to bring you in for questioning about…" Jamison yelled before the Espeon stared directly at him with its glowing eyes.

(Go. Drown. In the river…) A voice muttered into his mind. (Go drown… in the river…)

"Uuuughuuu?" He muttered, but while his mind was now scrambled, his body acted.

Instantly he started walking, slowly, with some resistance, toward the river.

"Jamison… you let her Espeon hit you with a hypnosis? I thought you were trained to resist hypnotic commands from Psychic Pokemon!" Carmela yelled as he began leaving.

"Oh, he probably is, but my Espeon's powers are amplified by my own mind, see we've created a link between us using her powers so she can draw upon my 'vast' intellectual mind to boost her own powers." Anita Rig said with a smile. "Now if you'll excuse me…" She said while taking the jewel and whispering something incoherently to it.

Instantly a portal appeared behind her, and while she had no idea what lay within, she paused as she felt unfathomable 'power' emanating from it. She barely managed to focus her eyes to see a pair of red, menacing, glowing points of lights, as if staring back her from beyond the portal's veil. She didn't know what was beyond it, what lay within it, but she didn't want to go in there or risk going in there to chase after this Anita Rig, despite how much she hated the girl.

"I have to be going now… but if I were you, I'd stop him, my Espeon's powers are extremely effective!" Anita yelled as she and her two Pokemon jumped into the portal and it closed behind them.

She didn't even wait for her to turn, instantly Carmella was off and tackling Jamison who hadn't gotten far, before she was on him and applying enough force to the back of his head to snap him out of the hypnosis.

"Owwww… that, hurts… in more ways than one." Jamison muttered, while rubbing the back of his head. "Thank you, Carmella, for…"

"Let's just go…" She muttered as she began walking back to their hotel, without looking back at him.

Back at their hotel room and base of operations while in Johto, they reported in with the Agency about what they'd learned. While the Director said she was 'surprised' that the one and only Anita Rig was now involved with Luxuana, their orders were still to uncover her plot, figure out what they were planning on the island, and shut it down. Their primary objective, as always, bring Luxuana in above all else to end her plans for world domination once and for all.

"Understood Director Lamia, we'll be in Hoenn by tomorrow evening to begin our work." He said as he finished talking to the director.

As he hung up, he looked over at Carmella who was sitting cross legged in a large container that took up half the room, filled with sand and a few synthetic crystals. It was where she slept, sat, and ate when not out in the field as it was similar to her home and the only way she felt 'comfortable'. She didn't like sleeping on the beds, she didn't like sleeping on the floor, she hated the pillows, hated the couches and chairs, pretty much hated 'anything' that wasn't sand. When he asked why, she just said, "Everything is unclean in this world, dirty, filthy…" And refused to talk about the subject anymore.

He sighed and walked over to sit with her, but she turned her head to glare at him, warning him to stay off her space, before looking back at the wall.

"What did I do this time?" He asked politely.

"I thought I could trust you Jamison." She muttered. "You never needed help finding me before when I did need help. Why couldn't you do it this time as well?"

"I couldn't follow you after you vanished from Anita's hotel, I tried following your trail, any trail but its like you just 'vanished' from thin air." He explained. "Whatever it was she used to escape us back there she used to transport you across the city, I had to rush just to reach you… if I hadn't arrived when I did…"

"BUT WHY ASK THE AGENCY FOR HELP?" She screamed at him with a glare.

"Why do you hate them so much, we're on the same side, we both want to stop Luxuana and save lives." He asked, never 'once' asking why she hated the agency, only believing she just disliked all humans. "What is it about them that…"

He stopped when she started crying, curling her limbs up more as she sobbed quietly.

"Now… you ask me that 'now'?" She sobbed. "We've been working together for over five years… and you only ask me that 'now'?"

She turned back and looked at him with her almost 'alien' eyes, tears flowing down her face as she stared at him.

"I just… I thought I could always trust 'you'… nobody else trusts or believes in me, nobody else… just 'you'… but I guess I can't trust you either."

"Trust… but we do trust you… we all believe in you, I trust you with my life, I 'always' believe in you!" He said as he stepped onto her sand and sat with her. "Tell me Carmella, why, why do you hate the agency so much, if you hate them, dislike them why are you working with them, for them?"

She just glared sadly at him, hating that he trespassed on her 'home territory', which was the sand… but still she owed him an answer after he asked. She owed him 'that much'.

"Nearly six years ago… I arrived in Alola, away from my home, I was lost, scared, everything was different and 'unclean'." She whispered angrily. "I was attacked by some humans, they were from the Aether Foundation… they attacked me, shocked me, hurt me… took me to some offshore facility… it was dirty, filthy… surrounded by… 'water'…"

She stared at the sand, seeing the 'water', seeing it back then in her memory. All that water, she was surrounded by it, trapped by it, trapped by them.

"They experimented on me, tested on me, at one point they released me from a ball into a room filled with water and a single tiny speck of land, it was all dirty, the water scared me… I couldn't swim, I tried to run but there wasn't enough space. I tried to fight but it was only 'water'… they left me stranded on that tiny speck of land for 'days'. I tried to get out, I tried anything, but I couldn't scratch the walls, eventually they rescued me, they broke me out… they took me to a place that… was 'clean'."

"They brought you to a desert, the agents who rescued you." He finished, having read her report.

"They didn't realize it, but the sand was 'clean'… it was all clean, I felt safe on the sand… it was clean. They offered to help me, said they'd try and send me home, but they offered me a proposition. Asked if I would be willing to help them, they were in the business of stopping 'other' people like the ones who hurt me, from hurting people and Pokemon. I thought about what I went through, and agreed to help them, they saved me… helped me, I wanted to repay them. I thought they were nice, different, friends… but they weren't… just 'different', had a different agenda." She growled as she reached down and held one of her antennae, and showed him the tip.

He looked, but couldn't see, so tentatively touched and felt her antennae, causing her to shudder in slight 'disgust' from his touch. He finally felt it, a tiny 'stub', barely noticeable if it weren't for the fact that the nub at the end of her antennae was completely smooth otherwise. It was a microchip implanted into her.

"They tagged you?" He asked in shock, not once hearing 'that' was done to her.

"Like a 'beast'… began tracking me, from every step I took, every place I went, where I stand, at what time, to what elevation, for how 'long'… they treated me like I would run away at a moment's notice, or turn on them in a heartbeat." She snarled, letting her antennae fall. "Before you became my partner, I asked them to take it off. It was the director's decision, they said, asked her to let me be free… take it off… she said 'no', it was 'for my safety'… she was lying to me."

"But it 'was' for your safety, if I didn't ask them to track you, I would never have found you in time!" He explained. "And then you would have…"

"I KNOW!" She screamed angrily. "I just… thought… I could trust you… I thought I could count on you to 'always' help me… I don't trust the agency, I don't trust any human or Pokemon, but I trusted you…"

He was quiet as he slowly got up, seeing she was pretty much done talking to him tonight, and they had to get rested for tomorrow's flight to Hoenn, where they would have to find the island and infiltrate it. "You can trust me Carmella, you can always trust me." He told her warmly. "Because I'll always trust you, with my life…"

He turned and was about to go into his bedroom before she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear, "Promise… you won't ask the agency for help with me… ever again!"

He turned to her and saw her looking at him with one glaring, but hopeful looking eye. "I won't ever ask the agency to help me find you, or help me in helping you… ever again." He said. "I'll do that myself from now on, to show you that you can trust me."

She stared at him, listening and judging his words and look, before nodding and looking back at the wall, while she laid down in the sand for sleep. She trusted him again, she hated that he had to ask 'them' for help… but he had a point, if he didn't, she would have been raped before he'd find her… and then she would never have trusted him ever again, or the agency, and would have run away, choosing to live on the run for the rest of her life than be associated with those people ever again.

So, for that 'minor' breech with her trust, she'd trust him again.

After all, she mused, while silently stroking her antennae between her two fingers, he was the only human she 'liked'.

[Time Skip… 7 days after arrival in Hoenn Region]

They both stared at yet 'another' island off the shore of Hoenn's mainland, aboard their private Yacht that the agency provided them as part of their 'cover', a wealthy bachelor touring the Hoenn Region on an Artistic Endeavor trip. While he was pretending to paint a landscape of the island, Carmella was on the roof of the Yacht keeping an eye out for the authorities or anyone trying to keep them from getting closer to the island.

"We've been here for three hours Jamison, let's move on to the next island already!" She hollered as she stayed square in the middle, pretending to lounge and 'relax'.

"Give it one more hour, if we're too fast the authorities won't stop us." He said while painting his picture.

"Local authorities are always so slow to notice anything…" She muttered bitterly while she shifted her legs around.

She hated being on the water, the boat they were on was nice yea, and spacious yes, but the water was something she 'hated'. Her species wasn't meant for water, she hated it, it felt so… 'unclean', and the fact that this world was just so filled with it, and now she was once more surrounded by it… she hated this job.

She can run on water sure; she has no problem with that, swimming was another thing…

After a few more minutes, she heard the sound of an outboard engine, and saw a fast-moving speedboat moving toward them. "We got company, starboard side, about two minutes out…"

"Looks like we hit the jackpot, this seems to be the island."

"About time, this was our seventeenth island we investigated…"

He paid no attention to the approaching speedboat as he focused on his painting, pretending to be captivated by his art as he kept his earplugs in while painting. After a short period, he heard someone yelling on a megaphone for his attention, and pretended to act surprised as he saw a speedboat off to the side with three men and a Kadabra onboard.

"You need to vacate the area at once, this place is restricted to all visitors and trespassers." One of them shouted as they boarded their Yacht.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize this island was off limits!" He chuckled as he leaned away to show his painting. "I was simply doing a landscape while my Pokemon partner was relaxing, we're touring the Hoenn Region's islands you see, and I wanted to do a bit of landscape painting…"

"We won't ask again, get your ship turned around and start vacating the area at once." He said as a second man now boarded and crossed his arms to look tough.

'Hmmm, they definitely aren't local law enforcement. Even a Pokemon Ranger assigned to monitor a Preservation Island would have at least told us the situation 'before' telling us why we need to leave." He thought with a polite smile. "Well I can understand the importance, but please my painting is almost down, allow me to finish it first 'then' we'll leave~! Just let me finish it really quick, I've been working on it for the past four hours; you can stay and watch me if you really want to…"

"You really don't take no for an answer, do you?" The second guy shouted as he smacked the painting off the boat and went to grab him. "Well too bad for you, but now we get to get rid of you the 'hard' way!"

Instantly he got serious and ducked the grab, before punching his opponent square in the face. Before the first guy could react fast enough, he spun and elbowed him in the neck, while using his momentum to chop down on the first guy's shoulder and dislocate it. While this went on Carmela jumped up and charged the Kadabra, knowing that Jamison could handle the grunts easily, but she had to deal with the psychic before it could harm him.

She managed to jump onto the speedboat and swipe with her leg into the Kadabra, knocking it out with surprising speed since they were never ones for being physically gifted. She smirked as she turned to the third guy, expecting him to be surprised by how fast she moved and acted. Instead she was greeted by a stab from some kind of metal pole which shocked her whole body, and paralyzed her again.

Again the world seemed to spin and fade to black, but she was still conscious of her surroundings, seeing Jamison fighting the two guys on their Yacht, but unable to warn him of her situation as she was shoved off the speedboat and into the water.

Instantly cold wet 'unclean' water, encased her, as the paralyzing effects began to wear off, but she had been so weakened that all of her breathe was gone when she went under. She feebly tried to move her limbs, to swim, but it was useless, her body lacked the buoyancy humans had, she lacked the 'strength' to swim, let alone the ability to swim. So, she sank, as she watched the sunlight beaming through the water as she went deeper and deeper.

'So, this is how it ends…' She thought bitterly, hating everything. 'Figures… I'd die… in a dirty place… like this…'

Jamison however had seen her thrown off the boat and into the water, and after taking care of the two guys on the Yacht, he threw himself into the water, just as the third guy pulled out a gun and started shooting him. The bullets whizzed past him underwater, he could see the trails as the water slowed them down. But one managed to graze his shoulder as he grabbed a breather, and swam as fast as he could to Carmela's sinking form.

He could see her slipping in and out of consciousness, even as he managed to grab her, and placed the breather on her. Then he began swimming to the surface, away from their Yacht.

=Time Skip, ten hours later=

Carmella was lying in her sand filled bed area, breathing heavily while watched over by Jamison, who had only taken a short two-hour nap to make sure she was fine, before resuming watch over her.

Just as the clock struck eleven, Carmella 'finally' snapped out of her dreams and woke up with a gasp, coughing frantically as the last thing she felt was 'drowning'.

"Cough, cough… nnnhaaaah… haahuh, haahuh…" She managed to say as she had a panic attack.

"Carmella, Carmella it's alright." He said as he rushed to her and held her steady. "You're safe, you're safe now, it's okay…"

"Jamison? I was drowning… I was… drowning… so much… we…"

"It's okay… it's okay…" He whispered quietly, patting her shoulder as she held herself to steady herself.

After a few minutes she looked at him when she calmed down, and just wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug. She knew she could trust him, she 'trusted' him… and he stayed true to her trust. All she could do was cry silently, happy that she trusted him, and happy that he didn't betray her trust.

"Thank you, Jamison." She whispered happily.

"I told you, I will always help you and keep you safe." He told her again, patting her back. "I said you can trust me, and I trust you…"

She nodded happily as she looked at him, tears in her eyes before she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

He was a little stunned to say the least, he cared for her yes, but he was 'not' expecting her to care for him nearly as much, let alone 'this'. But after the initial shock of kissing his partner ended, he just held the back of her head with one hand and gently held one of the middle portions of her torso, feeling how soft she was to him.

They stayed that way, with both their eyes closed as they just kissed one another. This wasn't a spur of the moment decision from her, she had been wondering if 'maybe' they could get together when all of this was 'finally' over. But, after he saved her life, risked his own life without hesitation, she felt she could trust him with her heart at long last.

He saved her life, so she owed her life to him, now that she trusted him completely, she'd offer herself completely.

When they finally separated, she was looking lovingly at him with a smile. "What brought this on, I thought you hated humans and thought we were 'unclean'?"

She chuckled as she rubbed his cheek with her left hand's two fingers, feeling his own soft flesh. "You're the only one I think is 'clean'." She muttered happily. "You can touch me… your 'clean' for me." She then smiled as she kissed him again, more deeply than before, letting her tongue slip into his mouth and tease him for a bit before pulling away with a smirk. "Well, doesn't the hero normally get the girl after rescuing her?"

"First thing's first luv…" He whispered as he gently rubbed her cheek. "I love you Carmella."

"And I love you Jamison…"

With that done they resumed making out, as she pulled the nearby bedsheet off and tucked it underneath them, knowing that while 'she' liked the sand, he was not as big a fan of it. Plus, with what she had in mind; she didn't want to dirty her bedding with their 'activity'. Once the bedsheet was in place and he had removed all of his clothes she had a grin as she stared at his 'amazing' physique.

Years of field agency work had made him extremely fit, there was not a single speck of 'bodyfat' to be seen anywhere. As for his lengthy 'package', well she wasn't concerned with another male so there was no reason for her to judge the length. Since her body was so thin to begin with, it would more than satisfy her she bet.

She grinned as she looked up at him before pulling him onto their bedsheet bed, with her legs spread already and enticing him with a peak of her entrance. Unlike most 'other' species, her kind only had one single 'entrance', and for the most part it had only one purpose, to mate and procreate. Whatever she ate went straight to her muscles and body with not a single bit wasted.

With her invitation given he leaned forward and began licking at her entrance, where she had invited him to explore with his mouth and tongue. Instantly she reacted with a squeal of delight and moaning as he began licking the inside of her walls.

"Pheroooooo…" She moaned loudly.

Her legs tightened as he lapped at her entrance, tasting the inside of her passage with his tongue and licking to please her. When pulled him deeper into her and gripped tighter she moaned even harder as his tongue was pushed further in. It was actually incredible how tight she was, and she could feel all of his tongue licking and lapping at her extremely wet sex.

She panted eagerly as he continued to lick, now gently massaging her legs and causing her 'sensitive' legs to go into overdrive from the pleasurable touches they were receiving. Outside of her antennae and even the translucent wings on her back, her legs were the only other sensitive part of her body. Most of the time she ignored her legs and focused on her antennae or wings, but in this case, she wanted to feel 'everything' they were feeling from him.

Each time he rubbed the full length of her leg she shuddered and gasped, panting and moaning with delight as he pleasured her body.

After a while she placed one of her hands into her mouth to stifle her moans, and try to keep the noise down, as if afraid someone might hear them and not wanting anyone, let alone the agency, find out they were doing this.

In response Jamison looked up from his escapades and look at her cute expression with a smile. "What's wrong, I liked hearing the sounds you make."

She glared playfully at him before speaking, "I don't… want to be ovEeroooooo!" She squealed in delight as he resumed playing with her entrance, now fingering it as he slowly pulled himself to kiss her.

She gasped and panted as he kissed her, feeling her entrance toyed with and played with. After a few more moments she panted hard and screeched into his kiss as her body was wracked with an orgasm. Her body shuddered as it sprayed her feminine juices onto his finger and onto the bedsheet.

She smiled at him before eyeing his lengthy dick with delight. "Doesn't… take you much… to get ready huh?"

"When you have a beautiful lady you love, you can't really resist can you." He replied.

She heard those words and smiled happily, a single tear shedding from her 'alien' eyes. "Say those words again?"

"That you're a beautiful lady I love?"

"Not all of it silly… just the last few…" She moaned happily.

"That I love you?"

She nodded happily, hearing those words causing her own heart to beat excitedly. "One more time… please?"

He smiled back and she wrapped her legs around him to lock him in place as his dick pressed against her wet entrance. "I love you…"

She smiled as she nodded, giving him permission.

Instantly he shoved forward and rammed through passage all the way to her womb, causing her to screech "Pheroooooooooo~!" in pleasure.

She had no Hymen so there was no blood, but still her body surprised him even 'more' with how much her passage expanded to permit the girth of his length to fit almost 'perfectly' into her sex. It was like her body instantly knew how to mold itself to maximize both of their pleasure, and when he pushed into her, she was almost the 'perfect' balance of tightness to offer zero pain and full pleasure.

After a brief moment to permit her to get over the first plunge, she nodded and told him to continue, and he began to thrust in and out of her body. She held his shoulders so that she could use him as leverage as he pumped in and out of her body.

"Pheroooooo… Pherooooo~!" She moaned happily as he made love to her.

"Ngh… Oooh Carmella… you feel amazing!"

"You… too~… ah~! Ooooh… yes… nooo… your soo wonderful~!"

She cooed and moaned happily while he thrust in and out, each time he hilted he slapped her waist, causing her to moan in pleasure. Each time he tried to pull out her legs forced his dick back inside. She giggled as she wrapped her legs around his firm butt tightly, admiring that even her body was refusing to let him go.

He slowed down his thrusts as he leaned closer to her, kissing her on the lips and then began gently thrusting into her pussy. Each time he humped her she would moan in response, and because of their lips locking together she made the cutest sounds. Sometimes she squealed in her 'PhErOmOsA' voice, and each time she did he kept trying to get similar squeals from her.

After a few more thrusts they separated, and she just smiled as he continued to slowly thrust into her body. "You're… perfect… for me." She moaned lovingly. "I knew… I could trust you… with 'everything' about me."

"I'm glad you did… because I trusted you with my life since day one…"

She smiled a little sadly at that, feeling ashamed that he had trusted her so deeply the day he met her. Yet she was so hesitant and so unwilling at first to even 'think' of trusting him.

Well she was going to make that up right now, she decided, as she began emitting a special pheromone, undetectable to her newfound lover but that her body could sense almost instantly.

"PhErOmOoOoOoSaAa…" She moaned incoherently as she let him focus on pleasuring her, while she focused her efforts on keeping the pheromone going, triggering her body to release a fertile egg into her womb.

Unlike other species, hers could 'control' when it was time to procreate, so when he began to speed up his thrusts and start ramming into her body harder. So only 'she' dictated when it was time…

"PhEr Ro Ro…" She gasped as he thrust harder and her, and she tightened her legs around him.

"I'm… I'm about to…"

She silenced him with a kiss, pulled him tighter, and felt him explode into her womb, where her body just deposited a fertile egg, and it just sank into the pool of semen now filling her womb.

"Mooooooooooo~!" She cried as she pulled away, unable to take the pleasure as she orgasmed.

After a few moments they recovered, and collapsed onto one another, both of them panting and smiling as they embraced one another. She lazily pulled a blanket from the bed now, and tossed it over them.

She hated the blanket, it was dirty… but Jamison was clean… she knew he needed the blanket at night, so she would tolerate the 'uncleanliness' of the blanket for tonight.

While inside of her womb, her egg sent out its own special 'pheromones' to attract all of the sperm toward it. Unlike with a human female or other female pokemon, her species instead dumped the egg into the semen where all of the sperm resided directly, meaning it was swarmed on all sides by 'millions' of sperm only after a few seconds.

Unlike other species however, it was a harder task for the sperm to fertilize the egg completely, as it takes more than 1 sperm to get the job done. After an hour of residing in the gooey mess inside her womb, about a hundred sperm had penetrated the membrane to deliver their DNA, but that alone wasn't sufficient to get the job done, as the egg was 'very' picky about what fertilized it.

It was going to be a long night as the sperm continued to penetrate the egg, and they were either rejected or allowed to spread the DNA to create an offspring. However, by the next morning, about over a hundred thousand had been accepted, and the egg was 'finally' fertilized.

=The Next Day=

(Jamison's PoV)

Jamison swam up to the island using his rebreather and following a speedboat that was patrolling the island they had spied the day before. To help make it easier when they had stopped their boat, he latched on using a rubber clamp so they wouldn't hear him, and he had his mind closed in case of any psychic types nearby.

At long last, just as his rebreather was starting to run out of oxygen, the boat turned toward the island and, surprise surprise, a false rock moved aside revealing a hidden dock within the island itself. Once inside he surfaced to get air and went back under to wait until the crew had disembarked and then climbed up onto the dock. After checking around, he saw he was alone, he took off the diving suit and chucked it back into the water so that it sank and wouldn't be spotted.

Smiling he tapped his signal beacon and threw it into a pile of crates, while heading deeper into the facility, keeping his eyes out for…

"Agent Jamison…" An empirical voice called out as he neared an intersection, causing him to turn around and look at the woman he was 'expecting' to encounter.

"Well, if it isn't Mistress Luxuana…" He said politely.

Luxuana was staring at him with a Houndoom behind her, smirking as she patted her Pokemon's horns with her metallic hand, while behind her five Mightyena growled with several of her 'goons' looking tough and holding stun guns.

"Agent Jamison, I was expecting you a little 'sooner'." She said as she stepped forward and shook his hand with a grin. "Whatever was taking you so long to infiltrate my facility 'this time'?"

"Oh, the usual Luxuana, martinis, skirts, Rapidash Races…" He replied knowing he couldn't really do anything to her surrounded and well outnumbered. "So, what are your plans 'this time', world domination?"

"The same as it ever was sweetie." She replied as more rounded the corner behind him and cut off any potential escape. "Now where is your partner, you wouldn't have come here alone?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"I very much would…" She said with a grin, and there was something 'off' about how she grinned.

It was like she 'already knew' where Carmella was.

"Take him away!" Luxuana declared while she and her Houndoom left the area, as her grunts rushed him and took him into custody.

Ten minutes later he was dragged into a special cell where he was chained by his arms and legs through special electronic locks, and began rummaging through the items he'd brought with him in his bag.

"What's this a 'magic eight ball'?" One of the goons hollered as he looked at the ball.

"What's it look like to you?" He asked with a scoff.

"Like a toy you probably picked up and forgot to toss!" The other guy said with a laugh. "Here let me ask a question, is this guy an idiot?" He shook the ball and apparently laughed when the answer came up. "Sources say 'yes'!"

"Here let me try, let me try!" The third guy said as he took the ball and asked, "Will I get a girlfriend?" To which the ball replied after a few moments of shaking, "Try again later?!"

"Buahahahaha!" The other two laughed loudly as they started shaking the ball for an extended period of time.

But not long enough to trigger the EMP built within it, as he noticed.

"Here, my turn!" The first one yelled as he took it now. "Will I finally get a pay rise?"

He shook it really hard and looked for the answer, but it didn't appear. "Hey what gives?"

"Maybe you broke it!"

"You always break everything you touch."

"Hey you, where'd you get this piece of junk?" The first guy asked with a glare.

"It was a gift from a child on the mainland, said it would always answer my question if I asked a question and shook it for a long time." He said with a roll of his eyes, playing dumb. "Let me ask a question, see if that works."

"Yea right, whatever…" He said. "Fine, its not like your getting out of there… those clamps won't let you go until whoever's in the command room shuts them off." He cackled before holding the sphere to him. "Go ahead, ask your question… last one you'll ever ask!"

He smirked as he glanced up at them. "Will I 'ever' become a father?" He chuckled with a raised eyebrow.

"Pffft yaaaaa right! Buahahhahahhaa…" They all yelled together as the first guy humored him by shaking the sphere for a long time.

Exactly after ten seconds of shaking, the ball emitted a massive electric shock wave that not only turned off the lights and opened the door to his cell, but also unlocked his cuffs.

Instantly he was up and punching the first guy in the stomach, while the second guy received an elbow to his neck. Just as the third man finally reacted, he grabbed him by the shoulder, and gave him an almighty headbutt. Before the first guy could react, he went into a dive and grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt, bringing him up and then landing a powerful smack to the back of his neck.

With all three of his captors taken down he straightened his suit and walked out, but not before his foot kicked the 8 Ball on the floor, sending it rolling slightly. Glancing down, he saw that it had an answer for him apparently.

[Yes, Definitely!]

He chuckled and just ignored it; it was a silly little toy. A clever disguise for an EMP, but a toy, nonetheless.

(Carmella's PoV)

She maintained her focus as she ran across the open water, using her speed and power to stay above the water. She knew there were species of Pokemon capable of walking, running, or standing on water naturally. She however had to run 'very fast' to avoid being sucked underwater.

She'd received the signal back at their hotel, and since she knew which island was the target, she just had to get to it now. Jamison had infiltrated the facility and told her to get there before things got 'bad', which always did for him. She still remembered when she had to break him out of the last facility he'd infiltrated. Sure, he was right, getting caught was the fastest way to get inside, but it was still annoying that she had to bail him out of a tight spot.

As the island came into sight she put on the speed, knowing that if anyone was watching they'd easily see her, since her fast running was leaving quite the trail on the water.

Five minutes later she jumped onto the island and began running as fast as she could to locate a way into the base, avoiding the sightlines of some of the cameras that were conveniently placed around the island's interior.

'This place is so dirty…' She thought as she slowed down to avoid attracting attention from the wild Pokemon.

After about twenty minutes of running, jumping, avoiding cameras and even local Pokemon species, she finally found what she was looking for. A hidden door on the island, cleverly disguised as, of course, a fake boulder.

Luxuana may be a genius, but her people are not the sharpest tools in the shed that is her organization bent on world domination.

She hid and waited, until finally someone walked out with a new camera on a pole, obviously meant to be placed to keep up the illusion that this place was a 'natural pokemon preserve', and for Anita Rig's pretend studies for the public. Yet as the door opened, she rushed through while knocking him out before he could even notice her, and barreled through the hallway before hiding behind a bunch of crates upon entering a large loading zone. She leaned around to see hundreds and hundreds of boxes and cages, each one containing Pokemon.

'What in the…' She thought as she looked at the species being 'caged'.

A few species of Caterpie, some Wurmples, a few Weedles and even an empty water container with the label 'Magikarps Only'.

"Those species are so common, so… 'everywhere'." She muttered. "Why is Anita Rig telling Luxuana's people to collect such, weak and useless Pokemon?"

[Attention all personnel, the imprisoned agent has escaped custody, be on alert and head toward the detention sector immediately!] A voice called out.

She took cover and hid as people began running out of the loading zone, and when the last one left, she took the chance to head to the cages and start releasing the Pokemon. With careful motions she signaled to the Pokemon to leave, and once they got the message, she headed off into the direction of the power generator room.

Just as she turned a corner heading toward her destination, she was stopped by a psychic force that, upon being stopped, was coming from none other than Anita Rig's Espeon, while her Umbreon stood by and watched her with careful eyes.

"So nice of you to drop by!" Anita herself said as she walked out of a room, looking at some papers and not caring about her. "I'm impressed that you were able to find this facility so fast, but honestly it doesn't matter to me, I have to do my research, and since you let out all of my test subjects here, that leaves me with only 'you'."

She flipped some pages and pulled out a dark purple crystal, held it to her Umbreon who nodded and slashed off a tiny portion of it. She then took the tiny portion and placed it in a syringe filled with a liquid that was glowing.

Try as Carmella might she could not break free of the psychic pokemon's power, and was only able to glare and strain in effort as she tried to break free, even as Anita walked toward her with a bored expression.

"This crystal I have is known as a 'Shadow Crystal', where I got it, is none of your concern, as for what it does, well thanks to my research, when placed in a special acidic compound it dissolves into the liquid you now see before you. When injected into the patient… let's just say that they undergo a 'special process' I've researched about, known as Shadowfication." She said as she walked around her. "While what Luxuana has been able to accomplish, is only a temporary state, I intend to make it 'permanent'. She's only ever been able to keep Pokemon in this state for a short period of time, it wears off after a while. When in the Pokeball they maintain the Shadowfication state, but upon leaving it begins to slowly fade away, 'this' syringe induces the state…"

She went wide eyes as she felt the needle penetrate her waist, and fought with all her might… as a purple haze filled her vision.

What happened next… she didn't remember.

(Jamison's PoV)

"Hyeeeah!" He yelled as he knocked out the last of his opponents while making his way through the facility, trying to locate Luxuana first, trusting that Carmella was making her way to the generator and shut it down. "Carmella should have arrived by now!"

He ran down one corridor that was relatively empty say for a few cameras that watched him as he ran, until he exited into a spacious tunnel with the very Yacht that the agency had given them, with some 'modifications' done to it. It had a new pair of speed boosters strapped to it, the paint was changed, and at the head was Luxuana's crest.

"I see she's made herself at home with our boat."

"Of course, why wouldn't I?"

He looked around and saw Luxuana smirking with her Houndoom beside her, her pet letting of bursts of smoke release from his mouth.

"Well if it isn't Mistress Luxuana… come to try and make your escape again?" He demanded. "This time however you won't get away."

"You misunderstand me… you see, I didn't come down here to escape… I came down here because I knew you were looking for me." She said with a smile. "Agent Jamison, how many years have we done this routine, how many times have we danced, how many times are we going to go through this song and dance… how long until you 'finally' accept that you'll never win against me?"

"As many times as it takes, to finally bring you in." He replied. "The director would like to have a few words with you when I bring you in. And once my partner finally shows up, you'll be coming with us."

"Your director… oh you foolish man, so talented and so gifted but just so easily manipulated." She replied with a smirk. "Do you even 'know' why she wants me so badly? Why do you think she is so after me?" She then chuckled and proceeded to pat her Pokemon's head. "Let's check in on your friend now, shall we?"

Luxuana pulled out a PokeGear and dialed someone before clicking the speaker. "Anita, status report on our 'bug'?"

"As I expected, the enhanced camera system I placed around the island caught her. She can run fast, but she's not faster than my cameras. She infiltrated the facility and… oh would you look at that, my Pokemon have already caught her, I'll give you an update in a bit…"

Luxuana smiled and put it away while looking at him. "There goes your friend…"

"Carmella…" He whispered fearfully.

"Listen Agent Jamison… I'm not getting younger… the clock is ticking for me, as it does you." She muttered with a smile. "We're both in our prime, at the height of our abilities… after it passes, we'll only grow older, weaker, slower as time goes by… my goals are enormous, but I would 'love' to have someone like you by my side." She whispered as she approached him with her Houndoom. "The director wastes your talents, wastes your gifts, your intellect, your abilities… and she doesn't want me in the way of 'her' plans. You think stopping me will be the end, you don't know her true end goals, I'm just more 'public' about what I want."

She offered him her metal hand.

"Come with me, and I'll offer you 'everything' you could ever ask for… and I'll show you just how vital you could be in the right setting…"

He was about to slap grab her when the base was wracked by an explosion, and alarms went off with emergency lights going on as the regular lights went off. [Warning, Power Generator Offline, emergency, emergency, systems failing, evacuate… evacuate!]

Not half a second later her PokeGear went off.

"Luxuana, you will not believe the 'research' I was able to learn, first of all the Syringe worked, the serum worked, I successfully induced the Shadowfication Process into a Pokemon using only a 'fraction' of the shadow crystals you were using." Anita Rig said eagerly on the gear. "What's more, my research into its development 'proves' that not only has closing off the Pokemon's heart increased the damage output potential by a factor of 200%, compared to Cipher's research, but the procedure can be done almost instantly without the need for large equipment!"

"That's good but what about my facility?"

"Who cares about that, this research is more important, besides all the specimens already escaped and its not like everything was here for me to work with. The moment I injected the Pheromosa with the Shadowfication treatment, its heart was artificially closed off, and its power output spiked 200% based on my readings like I just said. It took everything my two Pokemon had to restrain it long enough for us to vacate the corridor, and even THEN, it broke free of the psychic restraints. It instantly went on a rampage, and headed straight to the main power generator, damaging, and blowing it up, the damage it did is beyond my expectations, this is an INCREDIBLE breakthrough in my research!"

He went wide eyed at that, hearing how Carmella was injected with a drug and now was rampaging. "Carmella…"

"In any case I'm collecting what data I can before I evacuate, if I were you ma'am I'd leave immediately before it tears this place apart even more! Fortunately, my request to have the Power Generator be of my design means that the island won't be blown up, we can always come back salvage what we can and even rebuild here if necessary."

He ignored the call as he ran to leave, but not before Luxuana called out to him. "If you choose to help her, there's a chance she'll tear you apart and kill you." She told him with a smile. "But if you come with me, I'll offer you a place at my side… and show you the truth about the world, and why 'I' am fit to rule it. I won't make this offer a second time…"

He was quiet as he looked at her, before turning and running off to find Carmella.

As he ran, he heard screams and commotions, saw flashing red lights and heard the sounds of something breaking 'everything' it could find it seemed. Following the sounds he eventually reached what looked like a generator room, and saw only pure chaos as Carmella was kicking and punching everything around her, slicing metal into cleanly cut piles of scrap, ignoring explosions that she was caught in, and just attacking anything if it hadn't already been attacked. She was completely out of control, ignoring anything else besides her own desire to destroy whatever it was she wanted to destroy.

"Carmella!" He yelled, getting her attention.

She stopped instantly as she seemed to struggle to notice him, but as she did, she slowly started walking toward him, as if in a trance, sometimes stumbling and occasionally punching things that were in her way.

"Carmella its me, its me Jamison!" He tried to yell, trying to get her to listen, trying to get her attention while standing his ground.

In response she kicked a piece of equipment that had been destroyed, and flung it into the wall where it exploded, still glaring directly at him, having this purple glow around her. She just radiated 'evil intent' and 'dark thoughts', it was like she was a pure machine of destruction.

"Don't you recognize me?" He called out to her, trying to get her to notice him.

She was only a few feet away as she punched some broken piece of equipment in front of her into the ground, breaking it in two and causing a massive dent in the floor.

"It's me Carmella listen to my voice, whatever it is that's affecting your mind FIGHT IT!"

(Enter Carmella's PoV)

All she saw was this dark purple haze clouding her eyes, but one thing she made out, that she began to notice, was the glowing… beautiful glowing aura in front of her. She focused on it, focused on that beautiful glow… and as she did, as she approached it, she heard the echoing voice of someone she knew… loved.

But that killing intent, that desire to destroy, need to thrash and crush everything around her pushed her, egged her, tried to control her. But she pushed back, a part of her, a strange, foreign yet familiar part of her, 'desired' him, needed him, cared for him, loved him… and that love, that care for him… pushed back even harder! Slowly the haze began to fade away, to go away, the influence vanishing as she wrapped her arms around that aura…

She closed her eyes…

Then opened them…

And found herself kissing Jamison lovingly with tears of despair rolling down her face as she remembered everything again. Her love for him, her trust for him, his life and trust for her… what they did together, what she wanted with him, what she 'pushed' her body to create with him.

No stupid drug was going to take away that from her, not without her fighting back.

"Thanks… for saving me…" She whispered lovingly. "Again…"

"Let's get out of here!" He replied back with a loving smile.

She nodded in agreement and together they ran out of the base, even as a few more explosions took place behind them.

(Director Lamia's PoV, days later)

"And so, she escaped is what your saying?" She asked with a frown while reading the 'report' from the agents, while off to her side a Midday Lycanroc chewed on a biscuit.

"Yes, Director Lamia, after our agents escaped, they tried tracking the Yacht, but she'd changed the onboard tracker. It seems she's slipped past our grasp yet again. We can't even investigate the island because no footage of intruders on the island exist, as twenty-four-hour feeds are being streamed online for public viewing, meaning we can't even investigate the hidden base's remains." Agent Jamison's and Pheromosa's coordinator said with a frown.

"Madame Luxuana is quite a cunning lady, isn't she?" She asked with a grin, as she tapped the desk with her gloved metal hand, having lost it in an accident years ago.

"Indeed, Director 'Lamia'." The coordinator said with a grin. "But this was a massive setback for her, that donation she made cost her a large chunk of her fortune, and the base she had built in such speed and secrecy wasn't cheap either, this will no doubt set her back months if not 'years'."

"Yes… indeed." She smiled as she read her report. "By the way, I'm told that our 'bug's' tracker malfunctioned and is no longer transmitting."

"Yes, you see during the Johto incident, the electrical shock she received was so great that the transmitter overloaded and no longer functions." She apologized. "I wanted to schedule a new tracker to be implanted, but as you requested, upon finally finding 'vacation time' for the budget involving some of our agents, Agent Jamison and 'Carmella' as he put her down, signed up first and we couldn't stop them."

"And did you offer them our winter lodge in the cozy region of Johto's Mt Silver?

"We did but, they said no, said they had other places in mind for their vacation."

"Hmmm, interesting…" She replied as she turned around and tossed another biscuit, but this time to her Houndoom. "Now, where would the best agents the agency has to offer, spend their days relaxing?"

"Indeed, they've been to the beaches of Unova, sightseeing the islands of Hoenn, visited cultural hotspots in Johto, gone all the way from Kanto to Galar, from jungles to deserts, mountains and even ocean resorts… where could they go that they 'haven't' gone?" The coordinator asked curiously.

(Jamison's and Carmella's PoV six days 'after' their vacation began)

"Oh, yes… fuck… yes… yes… oh yes~!" She moaned as she was bounced up and down, feeling his lengthy dick pump into her womb like a raging Rhydon.

"I'm… oooooh about to…"

"Yes… yes… PheroOOOOOOOOOO!" She 'cried to the air as she was slammed one last time and felt his dick release spurt after spurt of cum.

They panted after a few moments when she was occasionally bounced up and down 'slightly', with Jamison trying to last out their orgasm for a bit longer, before she 'finally' collapsed and smothered his lips with hers as they lay in their sandy bed.

Their current residence was a shoddy two-star hotel room in Castelia City, where they had a pretty poor view of the dingy street outside, and had no air conditioning and even pitiful heating. It was a very rainy day and rain battered against the glass as they cuddled on their sand filled bed with no bedsheet.

Jamison had gotten used to sleeping on sand, just as Carmella got used to sleeping with a blanket, which she pulled over them to keep them cuddled together as she snuggled against him.

"You know what I like about having sex?" She whispered warmly.

"I know what I like about it…"

"Mnof I know what you like about it, silly…" She said slyly. "But what I like about it… is its dirty and 'clean' at the exact same time."

He chuckled as he kissed her lovingly. "So today we're eating take out pasta dinner I purchased with Mudbray Rootbear I bought at the gas station down the street…"

"Oooh, going 'fancy' are we?" She giggled as she snuggled him.

She's gotten used to a 'lot' of things, course it was all still dirty to her, but if Jamison was with her, things became 'clean'.

"Ready to begin?"

"Yep… let's do it."

They both smiled as they turned to the outdated TV and both pushed the power button on the nearby remote to tune in to their favorite form of entertainment.

[It's time for the continuing Adventures of Abby the Absol!] A cheery cartoony voice said as an animated childish 'absol' appeared on screen acting all excited. [Today's adventure is number three hundred and seventeen, The 'Mystery of the Vanishing Glowing Bellflower Fruits']

They both sighed contently as they watched their favorite show.

"Abby the Absol gets to go on so many adventures luv."

"I'm really jealous of her… she gets to go all over the world, and each day is a new adventure."

[I wonder what today's adventure will bring kids… as Abby the Absol enters the beautiful colorful forests of Glimwood Tangle. Filled with so many beautiful mushrooms, towering trees and… what's this, a 'fairy' Pokemon? Who could 'this' be?]

"She gets to go on so many exciting adventures…" Muttered as he held her closer to him.

She smirked as she patted her waist. "I can't wait for our 'next' exciting adventure…" She muttered to herself.

Deep inside of her belly, where she had patted, a tiny, curled up Pheromosa lay, occasionally kicking as it felt the presence of not only her mother, but also her father. It would be another month before their daughter was ready to meet the world, and until she was ready to spill the beans, nobody would know that she was pregnant, as Pheromosas don't 'lay eggs' like other species of Pokemon do.

She wasn't from this world, so the same rules don't apply to her~!

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From the author

For those of you wondering, since we know so little of Pheromosa, I had an idea to make her species be able to breed with humans, but since she's alien, her species is only able to breed when 'they' dictate its time to breed. And I made it so that… eh you get the point. Baby Pheromosa grows very fast and is pretty much fully formed after half a month, but is so tiny that it isn't noticeable even with Pheromosa's 'slim' figure.

Next chapter I write is for XCOM VIPER 2, then Pack of destiny and Life, and then Arceus' Book (I'm sorry to those of you who read the other stories, forgive me)

Also… just in case anyone's wondering, she threw off the Shadowfication of her heart via her heart's love for Jamison, and him calling her name over and over, awakened those memories/feelings/emotions for him, and her love for him basically wasn't going to let the Shadowfication process win~

Keep giving me ideas for stories in romances~! I 'DO' listen to every idea… even if I don't like/agree with some pairings, I'll at least think about it, and if you gimme a pair or a storyline I like I'll run with it…