Glenda worked harder than Simba had even seer her work. She patched each wound, finding another underneath. Scabs had to be removed from the Haxorus. She worked painstakingly. Simba left the building, heading to the gates. Vraccas meditated with Krom, teaching him about inner strength. The felid Halfling arrived, and they stood. Granitwarf appeared, something in hand. Krom smiled, happy to see his Pokemon. The dwarf presented a beautiful weapon to him. He took the Haxorus jaws and flattened one end, then attached them to an iron staff, wrapping the staff in leather. He combined the length and range of the naginata with the bearded axe. Vraccas looked at the weapon, smiling. "Impressive." he said. Krom loved the weapon, twirling in his hand. One axe jaw was on top, on the left side of the staff, while the other was on the bottom, on the other side of the staff. Granitwarf smiled, his massive arms throbbing.
They day went by pleasantly, Hyuu immersed in finding out his friend's eye color. Krom tested his weapon out, and Granitwarf met the rest of the Pokemon in the village. One poor soul was Defibrillator, an Electivire. His trainer named him because of his tails, which twitched behind him. Granitwarf laughed, cheering him on. At least his name could be worse. But no name was as bad as the Bisharp that stumbled into the village.
The Bisharp was missing all of it's blades, it's body barely in one piece. His helmet was gone, his wrist blades torn off, leaving flat stumps where they were. His chest blades were torn off, and he was beaten black and blue. Or, red, as he was a red Bisharp. Granitwarf ran up to him, Defibrillator and Krom following. Vraccas, Rex and Simba watched. "What happened?" He asked. The Bisharp coughed. "My trainer. Church. Must.. Help." He said, trying to move. The dwarf handed him to the bear like electric Pokemon, before setting out. Krom and the Halflings followed. He smelt fire, picking up the Bisharp's scent. When he arrived at the scene, he stopped.
The house was destroyed, only a brick fireplace standing. Pawniard littered the field. The Bisharp commanded a hundred Pawniard, all littering the field, some in pieces. Krom was sickened, and Rex gasped. Simba and Vraccas growled. Granitwarf ran to each body, looking for any survivors. When he was done, he looked to Krom and shook his had. They scoured the field, hearing a whimper. They found two boys injured heavily, holding each other. Krom hung his head. All this for what? This was too much. This was the straw that broke the Camerupt's back. He looked to them, smiling. They managed to get them to the village, where an exhausted Glenda patched them up with Saria's help.
Granitwarf had found the blades of the Bisharp, kneeling before the injured Pokemon. He smiled, calling over two Audino, and the Electivire. He took the Pokemon's tail in his massive hands, placing the blade back in place. He yelled CLEAR!, and the Pokemon used Thunderbolt. Underwarf worked meticulously, welding the blades back on, one by one. The Pokemon was impressed with the dwarf's ability to weld small objects, as his hands were larger then the Bisharp's skull. Once done, the Audino used Heal Pulse on the Pokemon, bringing it back to full health slowly.
Krom was simmering. Simba smiled, watching Glenda work. She was tired, and Vraccas knew this. He told her to get rest, and he began to heal them. "I thought Landorus can't use Heal Pulse?" He asked. The Halfling grunted. "Being half human helps. Besides, since when can Luxray use Close Combat?" He asked, chuckling. Simba laughed. "Why are you healing them? I thought you were into the hurting, not the helping." He asked. Vraccas grunted. "Because. AS long as a being is fertile or walks more than one path, I will always assist." He said, finishing his work. The boy smiled, grabbing his white skull cap. It covered his black hair, and a thick scar on his forehead. "How'd ya get that scar kid?" Simba asked. The boy laughed. "I got it protecting my cousin from a Salamence" He said.
Simba nodded. "Not bad. Name's Simba. That's Vraccas." He said, gesturing to the Halfling, who grunted. The boy smiled. "My name's Brendan, but you can call me Ruby." He said. Simba nodded. The boy's eyes were as red as rubies, which made him wonder if they were contacts. The boy left the room, and Vraccas grunted. "Is it me, or does everyone wear contacts?" He asked. Simba laughed. Ruby brought the other boy in, his leg broken badly. Simba hissed. "Damn. Is that his thigh bone?" He asked, seeing the bone through a cut on his leg. Vraccas grunted, heading to work. Simba rolled his eyes. The boy's eyes were golden. "Either it's National Contact Week, or some divine being is playing tricks on us." He said, leaving the room.
Vraccas finished his work, then stopped. "Your name is Hibiki, right?" He asked. The boy nodded. "Yeah. How'd you know?" Vraccas chuckled. "I do know Psychic. Now, Hibiki, or would I rather call you Gold? Why don't you stay in the village for a while? At least until your Bisharp is healed." He said. The boy smiled, heading out. Vraccas grunted. "Children these days." He said.
Gold and Ruby stood at the village gates, waiting for Bisharp to heal. Gold reached for a Poke-ball on his belt, but it wasn't there. Gold panicked, and Krom walked over. "Something the matter?" He asked, slinging his weapon over his shoulder. Gold nodded. "They took him! They took my Typhlosion!" He yelled, upset. Krom sighed. "Alright. Wait here. I'll be back." He said. He called to Granitwarf, telling him what they were up to. The dwarf beat his hammer against his chest.
The two followed the churches trail, heading toward Nacrene City. Granitwarf smelt the scent of cheep wine and rotten crackers. Following the scent, he found the group holding the Typhlosion. He nodded to Krom, making the first. He jumped, slamming his hammer into the back of a churchgoer. Krom twirled his weapon, slicing into the flesh of another. Krom came up, using the length of the weapon to hook a churchgoer's throat, pulling his head off. Granitwarf slammed through his foes, and went to use Thunder Punch. Instead, the electricity charged his hammer, and he struck. The impact was more forceful, and scorched flesh. He roared, smiting more churchgoers.
Krom was locked in battle with the leader, a Priest. He used a sword, parrying blows with Krom. Krom spun around him, sweeping at his feet. He slammed his blade into Krom's weapon, and Krom altered his blow. He hooked the man's weapon, tearing it from his grip. Krom spun his weapon, planting it into the skull of his foe. He saw the man's skull split, his blade in his mouth. Krom saw his eyes fall to the ground, and his blade become coated in brains. He pulled it out, turning. Granitwarf gave a barrel to the weasel like Pokemon, who drank heartily. Krom walked over, smiling. Granitwarf smiled. He grabbed Krom's weapon. He twisted the staff in the center, and it split in two. He put it back together, smiling at Krom.
Krom returned to the village with a drunken Typhlosion. Gold looked at his Pokemon in shock. "What happened?" He asked Krom, who laughed. "He learned to celebrate like a Hitoawa." He said, laughing. Granitwarf raised his barrel, taking a deep swig. The two boy's returned the pokemon to it's ball, thanking Krom. He smiled, waving to them "It was no problem. But from now on, stay in a crowded area." He said, walking off.
Saria finished practicing her black hole technique, and sat. She thought about Krom. He stood with her, and took a beating from Gurdurr for her. He fought for her, he killed for her. No one had ever done that. Maybe there was something more to the warrior than she thought.
Vraccas and Simba laughed, studying Saria. "Psychic Pokemon are clingy. Especially when in heat. I wonder how Krom will deal with that." Simba said. Vraccas grunted. "For his sake, I hope he can. Or else he'll be a eunuch. I'll castrate him for not being able to handle a simple girl." He said. Simba laughed. "Oh please. Female Pokemon are bad enough, just think about Halflings. I remember when sable was in heat. It was crazy." He said. Vraccas grunted. "Sableye are mischievous, and snaky. That is expected. Most ghosts are quiet and calm lovers." He said Simba laughed. "Oh? And what about Glenda and Saria?" He asked. Vraccas grunted.
"Glenda is a Normal Type Halfling. Normal Pokemon are simplistic, average lovers. Chansey is a mothering Pokemon that likes to sooth her lover. Gardevoir are emotional. Very. She'll likely never let him go when she's in heat. Another factor is her typing. Psychic Pokemon like to bond first. So the whole cliché candlelight dinner is perfect for them. She'll also share her emotions with him, which enhances the feel." He said. Simba laughed. "If you say so, Professor Grunts-A-Lot." He jeered. Vraccas grunted.
Granitwarf came back with Castle Face and Twiggy. When he opened the camper on the Bastiodon's back, he came out baring gifts. Everyone was forged armor. Packer got a wing covering for both wings, each edge sharp. A spiked ball covered the end of his tail. Spots wore armor on him, the tail covering covered in small blades. Foxy wore a special helmet that encased her mane, spiking it. Nibbles wore a helmet with extended jaws, making his bites stronger. He forged special armor for Saria and Krom, and gave Emolga armor over her thin membrane so she could fly easier. Golurk had a shield as tall as him, and a short spear. Granitwarf was coated in armor, smiling. Infernape chose not to wear armor, liking the feel of freedom.
Saria's Golett emerged, accompanied by Vraccas. Granitwarf had forged her smaller armor, and she cheered as she put it on. Vraccas placed his hand on Golurk, closing his eyes. He looked to the trainers. "I have blessed your Pokemon. Do not take my blessings for granted." He said, turning and walking off. They blinked at him, wondering what he meant.
Hyuu growled, giving up. He left the building, tired of waiting for Kyouhei to wake up. Said boy awoke, giggling happily. He had the spiky haired trainer fooled. He looked to the sides, deciding to go exploring. He left the building, heading back to the orphanage. He met the one legged Charmeleon, waving happily. The Pokemon called over to him, hopping. He kneeled down, smiling. He pet the dragon, hearing footsteps behind him. "Go away Hyuu." He said. The person laughed. "I'm not Hyuu." he said. Kyouhei turned, looking at Krom. Krom's red eyes pierced into Kyouhei's yellow ones. "Huh. Looks more intimidating than Hyuu's contacts." He said.
Krom laughed, sighing. Hyuu had green eyes, but wore red contacts. Kyouhei had bright yellow eyes, but he wore dark brown contacts. What's next? Is someone going to implant Houndoom horns into their skull?"
He smiled at Kyouhei. "How are your Pokemon doing?" He asked. Shira had said he was different, slow even. He didn't fight back when Hyuu beat him, which confused him. The boy grumbled. "Good." He said. Krom smiled. "That's good. Do you still have your pendant?" He asked, not seeing the monticore pendant on him. He smiled, pulling it from under his jacket. Krom laughed. "I was wondering, why do you always wear contacts?" He asked.
Kyouhei seemed uneven. "I don't like them." He said, scratching his head. Krom sat down next to Kyouhei. "Why not?" He asked. Kyouhei fidgeted. "My dad had them." He said. Krom sighed. "Okay. Does he have a name?" He asked, gesturing to the one legged Charmeleon. Kyouhei grumbled. "His name is… Z!" He said happily. Krom laughed. He enjoyed Kyouhei's company. If it wasn't for how crazy Hyuu was, he'd might ask Kyouhei travel with him. The boy could use more friends.
Saria sat, contemplating the voice. It was so soothing, and likely came from a Psychic Pokemon or Halfling. But she couldn't tell. Other pokemon had Psychic abilities. Umbreon and Electivire were two. She sighed. Her Golett was picking flowers. She placed them on her head, cheering happily. Saria smiled. Her Golett was very healthy, and Vraccas kept to his promise. Although, what did he mean by he blessed her?
Vraccas smiled. His powers were stronger than last time. He loved rising from the dungeon. He was always stronger. This time, his powers exceeded his expectations. Simba laughed. "What did you do to those golems?" He asked, referring to his blessings. Vraccas grunted. "Figure it out. I'm the son of Landorus the Womb-Maker. What would the son of a fertility god bless a being with?" He asked, grunting. Simba laughed, his pupils narrowing.