Time for the long awaited birth of Krom's children! Sorry for how long it's taken. Also, I'm looking for Mega stones in X and Y, so if you have any Mewtwonites or Charizardites to spare, or Aggronite or Heracronite, PM me so we can talk. And that something else I'm doing with someone, I'm not doing it anymore. I took it over completely, eliminating any setbacks by taking it for myself so that I can think without stipulations. Thank you for 11k views and 18 reviews, and please check out my Fb page, JIRO
Krom paced outside the room, hearing Saria's grunts and pained screams in his ears, grating at his patience. Simba hadn't left the room in an hour, and she hadn't birthed a single child. Kyouhei waited in the room, twitching slightly, almost in tune with Sable, who was Saria's closest friend. The Kalosian Gym Leader, Valerie, was there as well, her huge orbs fixed upon the door. Vraakas had his arm around Glenda, who had the instinct to help, but was instructed not to. Rex and his mate had shown up, both offering sympathy and compassion. Ishron had not shown, unlike the rest of the Lionheart Pride. Maylene, who had grown close to the pride, was there as well, and all of them sat in anticipation as Saria's pained screams filled their ears. Krom looked to Glenda, who seemed to be the foremost expert on children. "How many do you think she'll have?" he asked, trying tpo break the tension and silence. Glenda shrugged. "She was pretty big, and yet, she handled it well. I think either a massive boy or more than one in any other situation. If they all take after Saria, and are mostly Ralts, you could have half a dozen or more, especially if they're all female." she said, and Vraakas nodded with a grunt. "I agree. It is most likely more than two, but I wouldn't guess at how many." he said. The three smaller Lionheart children were giddy, happy to have possible friends.
Sher-Khan looked about the room where Saria was, sighing at the utter lack of children being born. "How is it looking?" he asked, and Simba glanced over his shoulder. "Astral projection? Didn't I say that no one was to be in here?" he said, and Sher-Khan nodded. "Yes you did. You did not say that projections couldn't attend." he said, and Simba chuckled. "True. You can stay, but try not to forget about your body." he said, and the younger Halfling nodded. Saria grunted, and Simba furrowed his brow. "What is it Father?" Sher-Khan asked, sensing his father's change in mood. Simba's eyelids spasmed, narrowing and widening in a split second. "They're too big for her to give birth to." he said, and the smaller Halfling frowned. "What does that mean?" he asked. Simba sighed. "The body of a Halfling is only designed to give birth to a certain pool of diverse Halflings, and Zekrom isn't in that group. If she wants to birth these children naturally, she either has to enter her therian form, or Mega Evolve." he said, and Sher-Khan cursed. "Can we induce either?" he asked. Simba tilted his head.
"It would be very risky, and alter her. Halfling blood induces the transformation, but if she consumes our blood, she'll change drastically, but the process will be quicker." he said, and Sher-Khan nodded. The boy sighed. "She has the Gardevoirite in her pocket right now. I'll go get Krom." he said, and Simba reluctantly nodded. The projection disappeared, and Simba sighed, looking to the exhausted Halfling. "By the grace of Xerneas and the strength of Zekrom, I hope you live through this grueling process.
Sher-Khan's eyes snapped open and he growled, drawing attention to himself. He stood from the couch, and grabbed Krom by the wrist, dragging him towards the door. "Let's go. We need you." he said, and Krom frowned. :What do you mean?" he asked, all too happy to follow the Halfling. "Gardevoir can't birth Zekrom Halflings, but Mega Gardevoirs can." he said, opening the door, and stepping away to allow Krom to pass. The Zekrom closed the distance between him and Saria, and clenching her hand in his. She gasped, and looked up to him through clouded eyes. "Krom." she said weakly, panting heavily. "Listen to me. I need you to focus all of your emotions and energy and draw it in, because I don't want to lose you or the kids." he said, and she smiled, and closed her eyes. Krom brought her hand to his lips, kissing it and sighing heavily. Saria grunted, and the stone in her pocket started to glow. Krom grabbed the stone from her pocket and looked at it, mystified by it's shimmering beauty. Simba smiled, and closed his eyes. "Now she must absorb the stone. I have only seen this once, so you must be extremely careful."he said, his seriousness dire.
"You must slowly push the stone and all of it's power into her chest, and she will slowly transform as it is absorbed. If she cannot Mega Evolve, you must give her your blood, turning her into a hybrid, but making the process much easier." he said, giving Krom an option. He saw the emotions passing through the boy's face, and remembered when he was in a similar situation. He knew this was all sudden, but Krom remained calm in dire situations, so Simba held faith in Krom. Saria screamed, and Simba noticed blood beginning to pool on the bed, and gave Krom a stern look. Krom placed the stone at the center of her chest, and began to push it in slowly. Saria screamed in pain, and her body spasmed. Fin like skin formed over her arms like gloved, stretching up to her elbows. Her ears lengthened, along with her hair. Her body stayed the same length, but became thicker. He hips broadened, and she became older looking, but not much. She gave one final scream, and Simba smiled as he reached in, pulling something from her slowly and carefully. Small cries were heard as Saria's scream stopped suddenly, and Krom lit up, smiling happily at Saria, before turning to Simba. Simba used a weak water technique to wash the blood off the child, and fused Cotton Guard and String Shot to make a blanket to wrap the child in. He smiled sweetly, handing the bundle to Krom. Krom held the child carefully, and smiled down at the bundle.
Crimson eyes blinked sparingly, and small clawed hands covered in black scales rested on a thick chest, which breathed healthily and blew about a head of thin green hair. Saria breathed heavily, and tears clouded her vision, every second of pain and agony worth this moment. Simba sighed, trying to not let emotions overcome him as well. "Congrats. Been a while since I delivered any kids. He's as healthy as a well fed Shinx." he said, and Krom smiled. Saria inhaled. "What are we going to name him?" She asked, and Krom smiled. They hadn't really discussed naming the children, as Krom felt it would be better to name them when the time came. He smiled, looking at the child. "What do you think of the name Magni?" he asked, and Saria blinked, and then chuckled weakly. "I like that name. Let's go with that. Magni Hitoawa." she said, and Krom laughed. Simba chuckled, and inhaled deeply, and then blinked. Krom looked to the older Halfling. "What is it?" he asked. Saria hissed in pain, and Simba sighed. "That's what. She's not done yet." he said, and Krom frowned. Simba stomped, and sighed, a small wooden crib formed quickly. "Put Nappa in the crib and come back. I want you to hold her hand, it strengthens her." he said, and Krom quickly complied, softly laying the child down, and rushing back to his wife's side. He clenched her hand as another agonizing round of contractions wracked her body, even in it's enhanced state. He grit his teeth, wondering how much more she could take.
Saria was coated in sweat, and her transformation had failed, reverting her back to her base form. She panted as Simba cleaned a second bundle. Considerably smaller than Nappa, the second bundle seemed Female. He brought it over, handing the bundle to Krom carefully. Golden eyes blinked at him softly, and blue tinged hair fell over the child's head as she breathed carefully, and Saria smiled weakly, struggling to stay conscious. Krom frowned, and looked to Simba, who shook his head and nodded towards the child. She made a small noise, and Krom smiled, swelling with fatherly pride. "What do you want to name her?" he asked Saria. She breathed heavily, then chuckled. "I want to name her Aja, after a friend of mine." she said. Aja was a resident of the village. A Sinnoh escapee, the Glameow Halfling had an Everstone implanted in her, preventing her from ever becoming a Purugly. Krom nodded, and passed the child to Simba, so that she could rest by her brother. Simba looked down at the girl, and frowned. He made a deep noise, and Sher-Khan walked into the room, casting a glance to the child, and then his father. Simba exhaled sharply, and Sher-Khan nodded before walking out of the room, arms folded.
Krom wondered what that was, and Simba sat down, a stern look on his face. "Aja is extremely rare. Alternate colored Pokemon, sometimes referred to as Shiny Pokemon, are extremely rare genetic mutations, and Shiny Halflings are almost unheard of. And, Aja happens to be one of those unheard of Shiny Halflings. She seems to be all Ralts, so She'll be Psychic, so make sure to keep a Psychic link with her when she grows." he said, and Krom nodded. Saria grunted as she tried to straighten her self, but she was too exhausted to move. The bed was drenched in sweat, and a pool of blood stained the sheets. Simba sighed. "Saria, I need you to Mega Evolve again. If you can't, I understand." he said, and she closed her eyes, trying to focus, but she couldn't, and her breathing became erratic. Krom became worried, and Simba sighed. "This isn't good." he said, and began to inhale deeply through his nose. Krom sighed. "It's over, right? She's had all of her kids, right?" Krom asked, sounding almost desperate for Saria's agony to end. Simba shook his head, and Saria's body spasmed. Cursing, Krom's fangs began to lengthen, and Simba cast a glare in his direction. "Keep her conscious. That's all you need to do, do you hear me?" He asked, and Krom growled, but nodded. He kissed her forehead, and she gasped, her eyes slowly fluttering open, then clamping shut as she screamed in pain yet again. Simba inhaled deeply, and Saria began breathing better, and the sweat that poured form her body began to disperse, and she felt rejuvenated. "I need you to push hard, and vigorously." Simba said, his fangs elongated and muscles bulging. Saria nodded, and inhaled, and with renewed strength, gave a mighty push, hoping that this was almost over.
Simba wobbled slightly when he handed the third bundle to Krom. Saria felt like new, and as though she hadn't been through the worst pain she'd ever been in. Simba chuckled, sitting down hard. "And now I know why Pain Split and Snatch are never combined." he said, laughing weakly. Krom furrowed his brow. "Pain Split and Snatch? He asked. Simba nodded, humming. "Pain Split acts like an empathic pulse, splitting her pain in two, and snatch, because she wasn't attacking, stole the rest of the pain." he said, and Krom frowned. "why would you do that?" he asked. Simba laughed, then hissed, clutching his mid-section. "You are my friends. Friends help each other out." he said, chuckling again. Krom smiled. "Thank you Simba." he said, and the Luxray stuck his thump up. "No problem. Now name this kid before another one comes." he said, and Krom nodded happily, looking to Saria. "Since you named the last girl, you want to let me name this one?" he asked, and she nodded. Krom hummed. "Well, I read about my family's heritage, and one name kept bugging me. It was the name of an orphaned Hitoawa girl from a hundred years ago. So, if you don't mind Saria, I'd like to name her Freyja." he said. Saria smiled. "That name is so beautiful. I love it." she said, and they smiled, leaning in and pressing foreheads together.
Simba smiled, enjoying seeing the couple so happy. He sighed, his strength returning slowly, and looked to the two bundles I the makeshift crib. He wondered just how many more there were going to be. Hopefully not many more, as he wondered how much Saria could take. He inhaled, and wondered just how well he could protect these children. Jackie was leaving, so that left Forseti, and the wingless Charizard. He wondered just how well the dragon was doing, ever since the dwarf implemented the Blastiose cannons onto his back. He wondered what Mega evolution would look like for him, as Charizard had two different mega evolutions. And, he still had Hella. He sighed, and sensed that something was off outside, but ignored it. He turned back to Saria precisely when the next set of contractions hit. Using Pain Split and Snatch, he stole her pain for his own, and hissed as he stood and placed Freyja next to her siblings and sat back down.
Sher-Khan watched everyone else in the room, noticing their tension. It grated at him, as the tension was thick enough to see. "Will all of you relax?" he asked calmly, and Rex turned to him. "Really kid? Our friend's wife is screaming in agonizing pain, and you want us to relax?" he asked. Sher-Khan locked eyes with the Tyranitar Halfling. "Yes. I want you to remain calm. The tension is smothering. She is fine. Saria isn't even in pain. Do you hear any screams?" he asked, and the silence that followed answered the Shinx's question for him. Glenda assumed the worst, and Sher-Khan frowned. "She's perfectly fine. She's just in no pain anymore. The pain has... disappeared." he said, and Rex narrowed his eyes. "You hesitated there. What do you mean, disappeared? Childbirthing pain doesn't vanish." he said, and Sher-Khan frowned. "Pain Split can split pain in two between two people, Pokemon or Halflings. Snatch steals non offensive effects, and, as being in pain isn't an offensive tactic, steal the other half of the pain. So, in a sense, My father has stolen the pain from her." he said, and Glenda frowned. "That's not healthy. Research shows that childbirth generates more pain than the humanoid body can handle, male or female." she said, and Sher-Khan sighed. "And yet, women handle it. So, why can't my father?" he asked. Vraakas grunted. "Kid's right. Simba can take a hit, so this shouldn't be anything for him." he said, and the tension in the room eased, allowing the younger Halfling to focus on projecting himself into the room.
Simba grunted, the pain more than the other three times. The child hadn't even left the womb yet, and Simba couldn't even see the child beginning to exit the womb. The pain became slightly more intense and Simba hissed, feeling his stomach clench, and groaning. He wondered could be preventing the child from exiting the womb. Saria was completely fine, albeit tired from the whole process, so there couldn't be something wrong with her. The pain intensified, and Simba felt blood churn around his insides, likely from internal injuries. He narrowed his eyes, trying to remember if he knew what could cause this much difficulty. Simba closed his eyes briefly, feeling slightly drained. His eyes shot pen, and he remembered the only thing that could cause this. Simba held a hand up, telling Saria to stop pushing, and exhaled deeply. "I believe I know what's happening." he said weakly, his voice cracking. Krom frowned. Simba inhaled, his throat feeling dry. "Saria cannot birth this child at the moment due to her size. She must either somehow enter her therian form, if she has one, or we must perform a cesarian section, and surgically remove the child." he said, thinking of any other possible options as he spoke.
Krom frowned. "Why? Is something wrong?" he asked, and Simba shrugged. "Depends on who you ask. Based on the size of Saria's stomach, this kid is the last. I'm not sure what to expect, as this is something I'm wholly inexperienced with." he said, and Krom frowned. "Inexperienced how?" he asked. Simba inhaled through his nose deeply, and nodded. "There is no mistaking this scent. It's the scent of a therian form Halfling. If I'm correct, your next child will be born in their therian form, something that's extremely rare for the child of two Halflings." he said, and inhaled deeply, trying to regain his strength. He stomach clenched, and he began coughing, and felt blood rose in his throat. He inhaled through his nose, and exhaled softly. "If I remember correctly, therians are the only ones who can birth therians. So, either she enters her therian form, or I must surgically remove the child." he said remorsefully, not liking the situation himself. Krom frowned. "You said that most Halflings take decades to reach their therian form, if they ever do. And, with how human like Gardevoir is, is a therian form even possible to achieve?" he asked, and Simba sighed. "Yes, it is possible. Therian Gardevoir take on basic animalistic properties, such as fangs and claws, along with controllable pupils and longer fangs. However, much like some rare Kalosian breeds of Zubat Halflings, Gardevoir Halflings are known to have a thirst for blood, and Halfling blood alters them slightly, and changes their DNA, making them less unique in some ways, and more in others." he said, and Krom nodded.
"Can you induce it? Like, make it happen now?" he asked. Simba frowned. "There are multiple ways I can induce therianthropy in Halflings. One that involves human sacrifice too." he said, and Krom frowned. Simba chuckled. "Alright, fine. I can force the ancient primal energy from her body, but it may cause mental damage. However, I can use a medium to transfer excess energy from one source to power her, but the medium must be using AncientPower." he said, and Krom nodded. "I'll give her my power if it helps." he said, and Simba hummed. "Sher-Khan, come here." he stated, and the door opened, and the boy walked in. "I need you to use Giga Drain on Krom, and then AncientPower, Heal Pulse, and Role Play on Saria at the same time. Do you think you can handle that?" he asked. Sher-Khan hesitated, but nodded. He walked over, between the Zekrom and Gardevoir Halflings, and grabbed their forearms. "Begin." he said, and Sher-Khan grunted, and Simba began humming deeply, an eerie melody that began to entrance Sher-Khan. Krom's arm glew green, and Sher-Khan glew a dark purple, and Saria's other arm glew a dull white. Simba was trying his best to make this simple, so he began to transfer his remaining energy to Sher-Khan, and told Saria to resume her efforts to birth the child.
Saria's nails began to lengthen, and her canines lengthened, and her face jut out, become slightly felid. Krom frowned, and Simba chuckled. "Role Play was used to increase her size by temporarily giving her a felid form. You'd be surprised what Halflings can do when they put their minds to it." he said, and watched as her body morphed, until a feline head with sleek white fur, and a tail with a red star on it had sprouted, and the child began to exit the womb, causing Simba to thank the gods that this was almost over. Sher-Khan began to pant, and Simba nodded, and the young Halfling broke off, falling forward, only to be caught by Krom. Saria unleashed a loud roar that shook the very foundation of the house, and the child exited the womb, straight into Simba's arms. Cutting the umbilical cord with a claw, he began to clean the massive child. He was at least three feet long, and weighed well over a hundred pounds. A hunter green dragon's head screeched at him through crimson eyes, and a large green scaled body portrayed strength and power, and his tail, which was around a foot long in proportion to his body, cackled with purple electricity, which let off a draconic aura. Simba smiled, and looked to Krom. He walked over, telling Krom to let Sher-Khan go, holding his son up with his shoulder, and handed Krom his final child. Saria reverted back to her normal form, and panted heavily. Krom held the massive child, grunting at the minature green Zekrom Halfling. Saria chuckled, and looked to Krom. "What should we name him?" she asked, and Simba sighed, using a special technique he learned, Geomancy, to absorb natural energies and spread them out amongst the members of the room, replenishing everyone's strength slowly.
Krom sighed, looking at the behemoth he held in his hands. "Well, I named Magni and Freyja, and you named Aja, so, I think you should name him." he said lovingly, smiling with a sense of pride. Saria chuckled. "I don't think I have a name for him." she said, placing her hand on the Halfling baby's head. Simba picked Sher-Khan up like a child, and walked to the door. "I'll leave you kids be. I need to put Sher-Khan to bed after that. Just remember, therian Halflings are much bigger, and mature at a similar rate to Sher-Khan, so be prepared for anything." he said, walking from the room.
Simba sighed, and looked to everyone on the other side of the door. He laid Sher-Khan down on a couch, then sat next to him. Vraakas grunted. "Well, how did it go?" he asked, and Simba sighed. "Saria had four healthy children. One had an alternate coloration, and her final child was born in his therian form." he said, and everyone began to cheer. Simba laughed as everyone let their emotions out, and the tension disappeared from the room. Simba rose, telling everyone he was heading home to update his logs with the addition of our new residents. He closed the door behind him, and turned toward a massive power source, and frowned. "How long have you been standing there?" he asked. The figure laughed, a deep, grumbling sound that made Simba wonder just who's side he was on. "I'm observing. Is there a problem with that?" the figure asked, and Simba shook his head. "Not at all. I was on my way home, would you like to join me for the walk?" he asked, watching the figure nod slowly. Simba began to walk home, the figure falling in line with him. "What brings you here?" he asked, and a glare from the other figure told him that he was irritated by Simba's question. "I'm here for obvious reasons." he said, and Simba nodded. "Do you plan on remaining hidden the whole time you are here, or will you mingle with the populace?" he asked, and the figure shrugged. "I know not what I shall do until I do it." he said, and Simba chuckled. "Very well put. Now, allow me to recount what's happened recently." he said, beginning to recount everything from the first time he met Krom to present day.
Krom sighed, placing the child in the makeshift crib with his siblings. Simba's healing spell had restored all of Saria's strength, and, after a quick change of clothes, the Gardevoir Halfling leaned on Krom and looked down at their children. Magni, the first born, was mostly Ralts, but had obvious signs of Zekrom on him. Aja, the first born daughter, was the Shiny Halfling, and all Ralts, with no signs of Zekrom on her at all. Krom wasn't disappointed with that fact, as he was thrilled that she was so unique. Freyja, the second born daughter, was more Zekrom, if not all Zekrom, and was larger than her sister, and nearly the same size as her brother. Then, the couple turned to their unnamed child, who was massive in size, and not even in his standard form. He was an obvious hybrid, and seemed to be a perfect balance of Ralts and Zekrom. There wasn't a name that fit him, as he was wholly unexpected, and a big surprise to everyone, except maybe Simba. Krom tilted his head, wondering if a name would come to him if he stared at the child long enough. Saria blinked and turned to Krom. "Nappa. What about Nappa?" she asked, and Krom rose a brow. "Nappa? Where'd you think of that?" he asked. She blinked. "I don't know. It just hit me. Nappa Hitoawa." she said, and Krom nodded. "Alright. I like it. Nappa it is." he said, and smiled. Saria wrapped her arms around Krom's waist, as she was too short to reach his neck, and hugged him tightly. Krom hugged her back, and they both enjoyed a peaceful moment of total bliss, ignorant of the world around them for a fleeting moment.
Simba and the figure stood in a sacred, hidden area of Pinwheel, by a massive tree with red bark. "Lord Xerneas, and Lady Yveltal, I have someone who wishes to see you." he said. The stag walked from the forest, the massive Vulture on his back with her tail and wings wrapped around herself like a cocoon. She leapt down, landing next to the stag with an eerie grace. Both locked their blue eyes on the figure, then smiled. "It has been too long, old friend." Xerneas said, and the figure nodded. "Of course Xerneas. I miss seeing you in battle. How long has it been since we last fought? Three millennium?" he asked, and Xerneas chuckled. "I believe so. Not since the time of AZ, and the great war that birthed you and your, pardon my language, treacherous sister." he said, and the figure laughed. "No insult taken. I never thought that a stag could keep up with me. And my sister was quite irritant when she was defeated by Yveltal." he said, and the vulture let out a dark chuckle. "That white fool was no match for me." she said, and the figure nodded. Xerneas chuckled. "Tell me, what brings you to this branch of the tree?" he asked, and the figure sighed. "Blood, as always. It seems that Blood is always what brings me anywhere anymore." he said, and the stag nodded. "If you want to humor yourself, stay here. We can speak about the last three millennia together." he stated, and the figure laughed. "I just might take you up on that offer. But first, I have somewhere I need to be." he said, bidding them farewell, and heading back to the main part of the village.
Krom sat with the Hitoawa Family in their entirety, scattered across the large living room the house had. Aja laid against Hinata, who lounged in a corner. Freyja was being held by Fred, the eel having bonded with the Zekrom Halfling, their shared typing likely a factor. Magni was being held by Saria, the psychic link she had with her son strong. And, the massive therian Nappa leaned against Warriorf, the dwarf confused by the size of the draconic child. A knock sounded on the door, and Krom frowned, as he wasn't expecting guests. Everyone was on their guard, wary of what, or whoever was at the door. "Come in, there's no lock." he called, and the knob twisted, each Pokemon prepared to die for the newborn children. The man that walked in held an aura of power, an ancient knowledge, as though he was from a time before Pokeballs existed, and he kept Pokemon just by raw willpower and dominance. He was well over eight feet tall, if not nine, and had long black hair down his back, and dark crimson eyes. His body was thick, and heavily muscled, chiseled from seemingly thousands of years of exercise and battle. Acheron seemed shocked at the appearance of the man, and let out a grunt to the rest of the Pokemon, who disarmed themselves at the feline's request. The huge pawed feline looked to the man. "Acheron. It had been a while since we've crossed paths. How is the old man anyway?" he asked. Acheron frowned. "He was wounded heavily by the church, and is resting in the village under heavy protection." And the man chuckled. "Ah yes, Loghock of the Zanjitsu Gokui, and Forseti the Black Judge. I have heard of them from your friend Simba." he said, and Krom frowned. "Why are you calling Forseti the Black Judge? And who is Loghock?" he asked. The figure sighed. "Forseti the Black Judge is known for his Mega Evolution at max power, causing the aura markings across his body to consume him wholly and make him black from head to toe, and with supreme aura control, including the ability to tea it away from you." he said.
Krom frowned. "That answers one of my questions. Now, who is Loghock, and who are you?" he asked, and the man sighed. "Loghock of the Zanjitsu Gokui, a Pokemon that I must admit, has struck fear in my sister. And I am simply someone who wanted to see you." he said, walking closer. Acheron bore his teeth, and everyone remained unarmed, but still wary of the man. He knelt before Saria, smiling at her. Even in a kneeling position, he was still massive, towering over the much shorter Halfling. He grabbed her hand, placing a chaste kiss on it, causing Krom to snarl. His grip was strong, and yet, soft and gentle. "Saria Hitoawa. Pleasure to finally meet you. I've been so eager to meet Krom's wife, and the mother of his children." he said, standing and turning to Homika. "And, as his second wife, I cannot wait to see what children you bear." he said, and Homika snarled. Ice began to form over her hand, and she growled audibly. "Either you fuck off, or I freeze you to the spot, Skyscraper." she said, and he chuckled. Krom stood, looking up at the man with a dark, stern look. The man remained unflinching. Krom's fist cackled with electricity, and so did the much larger man's. A draconic aura formed around both of them. Homika frowned.
They're nearly equal in power, and they both seem to have the same power. Who the fuck is this guy? She wondered, and Krom grit his teeth. "Answer my question. Who. Are. You?" he asked. The man sighed, taking a step back, and bowing at the waist. "Forgive me. I seem to have lost my manners. My name is Zekrom. Zekrom of the Ideals." he said, and most of the room froze in shock as they realized that the crimson eyed giant was non other than one of the Tao Trio, a god, and, most importantly, Krom's father.
DONE! Hope you like it. Tried my best with it, as I've never written a birth scene, and have never really read a decent one before. I'm trying to write more, but limited access to my laptop doesn't help. I would have had this up sooner, but my brother screwed up my laptop throwing something at it. Thanks for all of the love and support, and remember that a poll will be going up after chapter 80, JIRO