Category: Pokémon

Rating: M

Couples: Virizion/Cobalian/Terrakion/Keldeo

Warnings: AU

Chapter: 8

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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He was trembling in the darkness, staring at the light-blue eyes still glowing in the gloom.

"No need to worry, Legendaries are sacrosanct and not to fall under my sway." Yveltal preened, as much as he could without feathers, at least. "It really is just chance I am here. No ominous death in your future – or Virizion's, for that matter."

Cobalion's eyes narrowed at the statement, looking over the form in front of him. He could sense that the other was speaking the truth, but… "So why bring up Aburion? Why speak up at all?"

"Because, my dear Sword..." The massive bird actually took off now, moving closer with a few flaps of his massive wings. "If there is one thing we immortals learn quickly, it is that memories can be poison." The large form leaned down. "And not only to ourselves."

"Yes…?"

"Sooner or later, you are going to be a father. Far sooner, if the rumours of Virizion's pregnancy are accurate." The Legendary of Death mused, looking in the general direction of Pinwheel Forest due south. "You hardened your heart after Aburion died, resisting even the union of all four Swords… How long before you look at the children you will have with Virizion and start resenting her for all but taking the place Aburion should have had? The children Aburion should have had?"

Cobalion did not answer, knowing only too well that he had been thinking something disturbingly similar just before the Flying-type had spoken up.

"It is said in Kalos that love is a Fairy-type, probably because Eevee turns into a Fairy-type when it loves its' trainer..." The Dark-type looked down. "And Virizion is a Grass-type. Doubly weak against Poison, if you get my drift."

"I am well aware." The quadruped muttered somewhat darkly. "You state the obvious."

"I think we all do. Comes with having lived for more millennia than the mortals live years." The large form spread his wings, their wind bending the nearby trees and waking various of said mortals. "Just make sure it doesn't become a prophecy, I'd suggest." All too soon, the Kalosian Legendary had disappeared over the mountains in the distance, leaving the Unovian significantly more annoyed than he had been before they encountered one another.

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Keldeo was having a somewhat better time than Cobalion, not having a former lover to haunt him. His parents however were haunting him. He would like to claim it was chance that led his feet to the Moor of Icirrus, but knowing the power of the subconscious, it most likely wasn't.

The fire that caused him to fall under the care of the other three Swords had been so long ago and he so young, that he didn't recall anything from beforehand. If not for the fact they regularly told him things and often still referenced it, he probably would have grown up assuming he was one of them.

It felt somewhat weird to be here now, after everything. Now that he was however, he might as well.

Virizion had a few times taken him to the place she had found him all those years ago, he just had to hope that he'd find the place without her. Eyes narrowing, he wondered if even that would be enough. Who knew where his parents had actually died… considering he was a Legendary, who knew if there actually had been parents. For all he knew, he could have been formed as is with just a few memories so he'd not panic at waking up in a massive fire with weird amnesia on top.

There were no traces of the fire any more, which wasn't that surprising. There were tons of humans though, mostly the Rangers that were protecting the Moor from another one starting. There were some trainers though, which he had a make wide berths around. Getting caught as Virizion was pregnant was very much not a good plan.

Thankfully, the place was rather distinct, from what he recalled. Near a cave in the north-eastern part of the Moor, well beyond where humans usually went. He sometimes wondered what had driven Virizion all the way there back then, since she had to have crossed the entire Moor to get there. She usually just claimed 'instinct'.

Considering he apparently had been meant to replace the first fourth member, it wouldn't surprise him if some of the higher-ranked Legendaries had nudged her towards him.

Ah, there it was. He wondered if the cave was where he had lived, if there had been parents. He looked inside. For some reason, it was always empty with no traces of any one having lived there. It felt weird, but he didn't want to start asking around as to why none of the locals used it.

Lowering his head just a bit, he headed inside. Amusingly, he was pretty certain that Terrakion would not fit in here. Virizion and Cobalion might fit, but they'd have to crawl.

Settling down on a nice flat bit of rock, he looked around, trying to imagine himself with two parents here.

Resting his head on his front-legs, he took a deep breath. If there were parents, what would they be thinking of him now? Of him getting closer to becoming a parent, at that.

He chuckled at the realization that they'd probably be very disappointed at the entire debacle with Kyurem.