Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: Virizion/Cobalian/Terrakion/Keldeo
Warnings: AU
Chapter: 7
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me
Author's Note: Sequel of Sword's Fate and Darkness of Psychics
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"Mmhhh..." Shortly after the meeting with Mewtwo, Mew herself popped by for a visit. Virizion had send her mates away, stating that the semblance of normalcy would help secure matters. The four were supposed to be split across the region by now, meaning people might get ideas if they staid together.
"Something wrong?" Virizion looked at the Legendary floating above her back.
"Not as such." The psychic settled down gently. "Just… interesting, I suppose." The pink form smiled at the other. "Human scientists would have a field-day with this."
"I draw the line before that, though." The Grass-type mused, continuing down the path she had been taking when when the older Legendary had come upon her.
"Of course, of course." Mew chuckled. "It's just interesting; Phionne and Manaphy can breed, but lay eggs, much like other Pokémon..."
"But…?" Virizion looked at the form still on her back.
"Every Legendary I have checked up upon until now is going to give live birth, much like I did back in the day… and I suppose how humans do it." A small hand patted her back comfortingly. "I suppose it's something to look forward to."
"Lovely." She could already see how well the other three would take that. "Please don't tell the others that, just yet. I just got them to calm down a bit about matters."
"That is your privilege." Mew agreed. "Also, don't take this in some kind of judgemental way, but did you… shall we say, have relations with several of your boyfriends?"
That stopped the larger form in its' tracks. "Do I want to know why that is a relevant question?"
The Psychic-type took to the air, flying to in front of the Grass-type. "Mere curiosity. I feel several forming lives inside you. But it's too early to tell if they have the same father or not without getting overly invasive."
"Not that night. The next day I did, though." There was no use in hiding the fact that she had. The other would find out sooner or later anyway, so it mattered little if she found out now or later. "When would you be able to tell?"
"A month, I suppose." Baby-blue eyes crinkled with the smile. "I'll be popping by then anyway to see if everything is going well. You are almost one of the test-runs to see if things have been established well, after all."
"Who else is?" She remembered that Mewtwo had established that several other Legendaries had also already mated.
"Giratina, among others." Mew's face morphed into a wide grin. "Something about wanted company in the Distortion World..." She giggled. "That's a bold-faced lie, of course. She is surprisingly tsundere, as the humans call it. Just don't pass on I said that..." The giggles faded into a frown of consideration. "That might go poorly."
"My lips are sealed."
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Cobalion had obediently left his female mate when she had demanded he do so. This did mean however that he was no longer distracted from darker thoughts.
Now that he had stopped focusing on the Grass-type female's well-being, his mind had wandered to the long-dead Fire-type female… Aburion. It seemed painfully obvious to him that their quartet had been meant to be a set of couples, not the foursome it was now. Him and Aburion and Virizion with Terrakion, not Virizion with him, Terrakion and Keldeo.
That did raise the question as to why the Elder Legendaries had left it so imbalanced… Why had Keldeo been… Keldeo and not some kind of female? Did they figure he'd not open up to some stranger to get far enough for this, or was it mere chance?
The Steel-type took a deep breath, looking up at the stars twinkling overhead. It was not really relevant any more, but it remained stuck in his thoughts. Perhaps one day he'd ask them about it, but he knew that for now he had to focus on Virizion, not the what-ifs of Aburion.
"You are really hung up about her, aren't you?"
He froze, yellow eyes shooting over to where the telepathic voice had come from. Draped over the nearby rocks, a massive bird-like shape moved. The form itself was merely various shades of grey in the gloom of the night, but bright-blue eyes shone as they met those of the Sword.
"And you are?" He knew it was a Legendary, since only one of those could have hidden from him so well, but he also knew it was not a Unovean. Nor was it one who had previously visited Unova. He knew all of those well enough to tell the other was not one of them.
"Pardon my manners." The bird rose to sit upright now, long wings wrapping around itself. "I am Yveltal, originating from the human region of Kalos. Pretty much on the other side of the planet."
"Then you are far from your home, Yveltal." The quadruped acknowledged.
"I napped for roughly a thousand years, so I wanted to spread my wings before settling down." The bright-blue eyes narrowed a touch, amusement floating along with the telepathic voice. "And then you came by."
"And then you decided to read my mind." Cobalion countered, somewhat angrily. "Not exactly proper etiquette for a visiting Legendary."
"Nonsense." The bird leaned down a touch. "I am a Dark-type, Cobalion. I can't read you mind… But Aburion clings to you like a Remoraid to a Mantine." A glow appeared around the massive form, tinting the nearby area blood-red. "Her death haunts you still, and as the Legendary of Death, I can sense that… I see her linger around you."
"Legendary… of Death." The other echoed.