The Galar region is a land filled with history and lore. Tales of legendary heroes, mighty dragons and giant pokemon battles are major highlights for any trainer or tourist who may visit. In the center of the region lay the vast and expansive wild area, home to a vast variety of pokemon. In the northern reaches of the area lies the Lake of Outrage. This sprawling lake and it's surroundings is home to numerous strong dragon, water and flying types among various other species. Clashes over territory and fights are relatively common around here due to the large populace of aggressive pokemon such as gyarados, haxorus, braviary and noivern. Beneath a stormy sky, a large grey, bipedal dragon limps towards a cave dug into one of the cliff walls. It's body is covered in many scales that clatter and rattle with every motion. This creature is a kommo-o, a rare and powerful fighting/dragon type psuedo legendary. However, one can easily see that this particular kommo-o is barely hanging on as he struggles along through a rain squall.
"Blast it...how could I have been blindsided so badly?" He groans to himself. Earlier that day, he had challenged a lone female haxorus to a fight and knocked her out with ease. However, this transgression was not taken too kindly by another haxorus which happened to be her mate. The much larger alpha attacked him with a murderous rage which he had never seen from any other pokemon he had fought before. The behemoth's axe blades gashed his right side open like a sword to the heart. Many of his scales had been ripped out by the raging beast and now he found himself bleeding out as he limped back to his den, as the rain cascades down around him. He eventually staggers inside and slumps backwards against the wall, too weak to move any longer. All the warrior can do is sit there, slowly fading away as his lifeblood slowly seeps out. Outside, a trio of pokemon are making their way along the lakeside. The group consists of two dark blue and white creatures with small horns adorning their heads. One has them pointed up with a rather stern look on its face while the other has them curled downward with a cheery smile on her face. The two are indeedee, a psychic species native to the Galar region.
"It feels so satisfying to help others out wouldn't you agree Hansel?" The female indeedee chirps.
"Hmm...I do agree, it is rather gratifying to do so Mira." The male indeedee replies before turning his attention to the third member of the trio. "So Clara, where to next?"
"Well, I'd say we go towards the large circle of stone spires. I hear there was a big skirmish up there between some dragon types." A pink and white creature with long pointy ears and a fluffy round body pipes up in return. Clara is a wigglytuff and a traveling medic who goes from region to region, aiding pokemon and people alike. She had met Hansel and Mira after they were injured during a battle against a trainer that had tried to catch them both. The duo had decided to join in her journeys and travels and provided their own healing abilities to assist in her goal to help those in need. As the trio head up the hill, the two indeedee spot a red splotch on one of the rocks.
"Wait a second that looks like.." Mira begins
"Blood, and quite a bit of it." Hansel finishes.
"I agree, there's more this way heading towards that cave over there. let's go, someone needs help and fast." Clara replies and bounds ahead with the two psychics following in behind. Inside the cave, the kommo-o feels himself beginning to finally fade out as his vision goes hazy and grey. He can't even find the strength to speak or call out for help. Clara and her two comrades make their way into the den, following the blood trail and footprints until they reach a corner just around from where the kommo-o lay dying.
"Mira, Clara can you hear that?". Hansel pipes up
"Yes...it sounds like the breathing of an injured pokemon." Mira replies and pokes her head out to see the bloodied warrior dragon sitting against the far wall, a large gash in his side and blood staining the floor beneath him. His scales are scratched, mauled and scuffed and his breathing heavy and slow. "Oh my gosh! It's a kommo-o." She gasps. Clara spots him as well and immediately rushes towards him. The last thing he can see is a pink blob moving towards him before his vision goes completely dark.
"Uff... can't... drifting...off..." The dragon type mutters to himself before falling the rest of the way over to the ground, half dead. Clara immediately scans him over, checking his pulse which is nearly gone.
"Hansel, Mira: grab the bag now, he isn't gonna last much longer!" She calls out. The twins rummage through a large sack woven from vines and other natural materials and quickly acquire some large leaves and a few revival herbs.
"Hang on!" Mira calls out
"We're coming!" Hansel chimes in as the trio set to work. Clara immediately begins casting heal pulse whilst the twins prepare a salve made from crushed oran, sitrus and lum berries to cleanse his open gash. The wounded dragon growls faintly as he struggles to stay alive. Clara quickly utilizes sing, humming a soothing melody to put the injured beast to sleep. The indeedee finish creating the paste after mashing a few revival herbs into it and slather the ointment onto some large medicinal leaves which they place over the large wound, allowing the healing properties to cleanse and heal him from deep within. Clara utilizes heal pulse for as long as she can manage until the last of his bruises disappear. Afterwards, she stumbles backwards: her energy depleted as she pants from the strain.
"Clara!"
"Take it easy now." Hansel finishes
"I'm.. I'm fine...it's been some time since I've healed someone so badly wounded. We'll have to stay here until this storm blows past and until this kommo-o recovers." The wigglytuff replies.
"Agreed, we.." Hansel starts
"Can't just leave him like this." Mira finishes.
"Indeed." Clara replies. The trio set up a small fire in the chamber with the sleeping dragon type just inches away and settle down to sleep. Hansel and Mira set up a barrier of psychic energy at the cavern entrance to prevent intrusions and immediately drift off afterwards. Clara sits against the wall next to the kommo-o, worried about him. The bleeding had stopped completely but his breathing was still somewhat slow and unsteady.
"I hope our efforts were enough...I haven't lost a pokemon yet...so I hope you aren't the first..." She whispers to herself before finally letting sleep overcome her. The next few days proceed like clockwork, the trio changing the leaves out and Clara utilizing heal pulse to try and accelerate the recovery process. The kommo-o growing slightly stronger each day until about a week passes when one day, Clara is busy working on him when a low rumbling growl catches her attention
"Grrrrgh.."
"Hey...are you alright? can you hear me?" Clara calls out as the warrior's eyes slowly open to meet her large blue orbs.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The Kommo-o says scowling a bit at the fairy type.
"My name is Clara, I'm a traveling medic who roams the world looking to heal the sick and wounded.
"Hmm...I see...the names Glaive...I apologize for my demeanor. It's not every day I wake up to a fairy type in my den...heh." Glaive replies as Mira and Hansel walk in. "Who might these two be?"
"Oh, these two are Mira and Hansel. I rescued them awhile back and they've joined me on my journey, lending their own abilities to aid the cause. The balloon pokemon explains.
"We found you nearly dead here about one week ago..." Hansel explains.
"So Clara ,myself and my brother Hansel worked to heal you." Mira adds in.
"I see ...well.. I must thank you for that... I wouldn't have survived the night without you all." Glaive states gratefully.
"It's no trouble, just doing what we can for the good of everyone. I'd recommend taking it easy for a bit." Clara replies.
"There are a lot of fights that occur daily around the lake and surrounding area. I'm sure there will be plenty of pokemon for you to heal. Just be careful as there are many species that will attack on sight such as gyarados, braviary and noivern." Glaive says before continuing. "If you wish to stay for awhile, I don't mind having a few guests.
"That's kind of you Glaive, I think we'll stick around for a bit." Clara responds in a bubbly and cheery manner. The group stay up until the early morning hours talking and getting to know one another before settling down. The next few weeks pass by like clockwork. Clara and her trio spend their days aiding the various pokemon throughout the area and settling various conflicts between rivaling species. Glaive regains his full strength and immediately begins training and fighting again. He eventually gets his payback on the haxorus that nearly killed him and defeats the behemoth alpha, asserting himself as the strongest dragon type in the Lake of Outrage. One day, Clara spots him training with an old friend of his: a salamence named Stratos. Stratos charges in with a headbutt but Glaive easily holds him back.
"Hah! You're still just as mighty even after getting sliced open, aren't ya old pal!" The winged dragon chortles.
"Oh please, it takes more than a cheap shot to put me down!" Glaive shouts and jumps backwards before leaping up with a dragon tail primed. Stratos meets him with an iron tail to match as the two dragons clash and tussle.
"Is that the best you can offer!" The salamence taunts before feeling a tight grasp on his tail.
"No, this is!" Glaive replies before spinning Stratos around by his tail and tossing him, the dragon hitting the ground on his back with a heavy thud.
"Uggggggggh ...damn...how do I always fall for that!" Stratos groans in annoyance.
"Stratos, what do I always tell you?" Glaive says teasingly.
"Watch my tail...I got it...I got it.." The salamence mutters as he turns himself upright. "Alright, I think I've had it for today. Same time next week?"
"For sure my friend. See ya then." Glaive replies and Stratos departs. Glaive looks around for a minute until he's sure that no one is there before walking over to the edge of a cliff where a small stone marker lay half embedded in the ground with a ring of flowers around it. The name Aldra is etched into the stone. The kommo-o kneels down in front of it.
"To think...it's been five years now...If only you could've seen me now...grrgh..." Glaive mutters to himself as a few tears escape his eyes but he quickly swipes them away. Clara observes this moment of vulnerability without him knowing.
"Was he just...crying? Looks like he's hiding some dark secrets that are troubling him." She says to herself in worry. Later that evening, Glaive appears to be his normal, happy self so she doesn't push the subject. The quartet go to sleep as usual but the faint weeping of a pained dragon can be heard from the deepest part of the cave. Clara, Hansel and Mira all sense something is wrong but can't figure out what.
"I have to wonder what could be making him so upset at night? A nightmare perhaps?" Mira says perplexed.
"It's possible...but I sincerely have doubts that a strong fighter like his species would be haunted by something so trivial." Hansel replies.
"I saw him kneeling in front of a stone marker of some kind but I couldn't make out what it said. Perhaps it's because of a lost friend or family member of his." Clara states. The three pokemon eventually go to bed, but Clara can't help but worry about Glaive. Little does she know that things were going to get intense soon. A few more days pass by when a haxorus enters the area. His green,scaly hide is covered in many scratches, scrapes and gouges and the blades on the sides of his head have small grooves in them. The battle scarred axe jaw pokemon takes in the sights and sighs.
"The Lake of Outrage...it's been far too long..." He says to himself. "I hope he's still here..." The haxorus begins trekking around the lake, asking various pokemon if they had seen a pokemon named Aliver anywhere. However, most of them provide no information or explain they had not seen or heard of a pokemon with that name. Eventually, he makes his way up the hill where he spots Mira gathering berries. He makes his way towards her, taking utmost care to not startle her. Once he gets close enough, he calls out to the indeedee.
"Hello there." The haxorus opens up. Mira turns to face him, intially startled.
"Ohh...whoa...um...hi." She replies.
" My apologies if I startled you, My name is Kaiser."
"Well...nice to meet you Kaiser, I am Mira. What brings you here?"
"I've been away for a long time and I was wondering if you had perhaps seen a pokemon named Aliver." Kaiser explains.
"Hmm...I can't say that I have. What species of pokemon is he?" Mira replies.
"He is a member of the jangmo-o line, and my only son." Kaiser states.
"Well... I've been spending the past few weeks with a kommo-o named Glaive whilst me, my brother and a friend work to heal the residents here. Perhaps he might know something about your son." Mira says in reply.
"Hmm, sounds like a good idea. Lead the way." Kaiser calls out cheerfully as the two head to the cave where Glaive is just meditating while Hansel and Clara are brewing some herbal tea when Mira calls out from the entrance.
"Hey guys, Is Glaive here? Theres a haxorus looking to speak with him." She says.
"He's here, I'll get him." Clara replies back and heads into Glaive's chamber. "Glaive, there's someone here to see you."
"Hmph ...now who would have the gall to disturb my mental training." Glaive huffs to himself as he makes his way to the group. Kaiser immediately recognizes Glaive as his son as his eyes light up with joy.
"Aliver ... you've grown up so strong!" Kaiser says cheerfully. Glaive's face turns from a neutral expression to one of contempt and hate as a low growl escapes his throat.
"Aliver no longer exists...father..." Glaive snarls. Hansel, Mira and Clara are all shocked at the sudden revelation.
"So Kaiser is Glaive's father, what a shock." Mira gasps.
"Yes...it's quite the development." adds Hansel.
"So Glaive...was originally called Aliver...I wonder why he changed his name." Clara says to herself as she observes the situation.
"You have some nerve...crawling out of the woodworks after you abandoned me and my mother...your mate!" Glaive snaps, his fists clenching tightly and his tone increasing in volume.
"Glaive, you know I would never have abandoned you...I had to.." Kaiser begins but is cut off.
"As soon as she fell ill, you disappeared! If it weren't for some of the pokemon here, I would be dead! While you were off galavanting somewhere!" Glaive shouts as his claws glow and he lunges forward with a dragon claw attack. At the last second, Clara jumps in the path of the strike. The attack merely pushes her back and does no damage due to her fairy typing. She quickly dusts herself off and stands between the two to prevent a further skirmish.
"Glaive, calm down. At least hear him out, it's clear that your father has a reason for his prolonged absence." Clara pleads.
"Grrrrgh...fine then..." Glaive snorts and folds his arms across his chest as Kaiser begins his explanation.
"A few years ago, I had set out to gather important herbs from the other side of the region as my mate, Glaive's mother had fallen ill with an unknown ailment." The axe jaw pokemon begins.
"Go on." Mira quips. Glaive turns away to hide a tear at thought of his mother before regaining his hostile look.
"I managed to locate said herbs but ran into trouble along the way back." Kaiser states before continuing "I had become aware of a pack of humans stalking me from the shadows. I could hear them conversing and plotting." Kaiser explains.
"What were they saying?" Hansel chimes in.
"They mentioned chasing rare dragons, specifically members of the jangmo-o line. Every time I tried to return, those scum were always on my tail. I knew that I'd be putting my son and mate in danger if I returned.
"Hmph." Glaive scoffs.
"I had no choice but to remain away. About a week after I had set out, A braviary came to me with the news of Aldra's passing. I broke down for many days, I had failed...failed the one I had vowed my life to..and I failed my son..." Kaiser finishes with a despondent sigh.
"So that's it..." Glaive says.
"Glaive?" Clara calls out but he cuts her off.
"You're seriously telling me that my mother died because you got held up by a couple of measly humans." Glaive retorts, his anger reigniting. "You call yourself a dragon type... you're pathetic! Absolutely spineless! You could have easily torn them to shreds and instead you hide like a complete coward!
"Glaive, how could you..." Mira gasps
"Say that..." Hansel finishes.
"You're no father of mine!" Glaive snarls but before he can say anything more, Clara double slaps him across the face which stuns him silent. He turns to look at her. The medic's normally cheerful face is marred by a look of anger with her cheeks puffed up and red. Her large azure eyes are gleaming with angry tears.
"For arceus' sake Glaive, why can't you just let someone in for once! Why do you have to act so spiteful and angry all the time!" Clara shouts and huffs away. Glaive loses control of his temper as his eyes flash red.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE...GRAAGH!"
"We had better get out of here, he's going into a state of outrage!" Kaiser says to Hansel and Mira. The trio quickly sprint out of the den as Glaive begins punching and smashing the walls and stones with his scales clanging and banging raucously. The other pokemon retreat up a hill to catch their breath.
"Well...that did not go very smoothly..." Kaiser sighs.
"Indeed it didn't." Hansel remarks in agreement.
"It must be difficult for him... trying to process everything ..." Mira adds.
"I know...I know..." Kaiser replies in response. Down by the lakeside, Clara frenetically paces back and forth: trying to compose herself.
"Mrrrr...I know it can be hard to forgive someone for something like this but I wish he'd see some sense to do so..." The wigglytuff mutters to herself. She is so occupied with her own thoughts that she doesn't notice two thugs closing in, one wielding a heavy club.
"It would definitely help him heal if he would only..." Clara doesn't get a chance to complete that thought as she finds herself passing out on her feet from a thump to her head. She falls over, out cold while the duo smirk at her.
."Gotcha now." One of them sneers whilst the other picks her up, her lightweight body making the task effortless.
"Mmmmmmm..." Clara moans unconscious. The duo immediately begins heading south. However, they don't notice that Mira has seen everything and she immediately sprints back to alert her friends.
"Glaive, there's major trouble!" The female indeedee gasps.
"What now?" The warrior dragon scoffs, still feeling very bad tempered.
"Claras been nabbed!" Mira exclaims, Glaive's attitude immediately shifts upon hearing this.
"What happened?!"
"She was pacing around by the lake and two thugs came up behind her and clubbed her in the back of the head." Mira explains. "They hightailed it to the south from what I could tell."
"Well, what are we waiting for, let's get the bastards!" Glaive replies and heads for the exit but Mira shyly stays put.
"Whats the matter?" The dragon type pipes up.
"I hate to say it...but me and my twin aren't really experienced in combat...we'd only slow you down..." The psychic says downcast.
"Oh...I see...well, looks like I'll be going solo then..." Glaive replies and hustles away, his powerful limbs pounding the ground. Mira alerts Kaiser and he heads out shortly after. Further to the south, in the shadow of two large bridges, the gang of poachers discuss their next move. Clara lay on her side nearby, bound and passed out with a noticeable bump from where the club hit her.
"She's the one we need." One of them says. Each of the guys are wearing black vests and pants with grey boots. They carry various tools such as nets, dart guns and traps on their backs and belts.
"Somebody go wake her, immediately!" Bellows a tall and burly man, the leader of the group.
"Right away hoss!" One of the grunts replies and walks over to the fainted fairy type.
"Alright, naptime is over missy."He sneers and draws his hand back for a slap when a loud and menacing roar pierces the air.
"Kroooooaarrrr!"
"What the devil was that sound!" Another poacher exclaims as Glaive jumps down from a nearby cliff with a thundering crash, looking pissed as all hell.
"Get away from her this instant, you dirty scoundrels!" He shouts ferociously.
"A kommo-o!, we could become rich by catching him instead." A grunt says to the boss.
"Do it then ya idiot!" The boss yells and each of his underlings send out their pokemon to subdue Glaive.
"Sharpedo, psychic fangs!" One of them yells as the dark blue shark pokemon shoots towards him with it's teeth glowing with psychic power. Glaive easily swats it away with thunderpunch and knocks the bully pokemon and it's trainer out cold.
"Give me a break!" He sneers as he then pummels a bisharp with close combat and sends it flying into an ally hydreigon which wastes both of them.
"This things a monster but no matter, Sky attack em Honchkrow!" A large mobster looking crow swoops in from above and behind Glaive and nails a direct blow which sends him sprawling. Unbenownst to them, Clara begins to regain consciousness from the ruckus of the battle.
"Urrrrf...what the?" She mutters as she spots Glaive fending off the honchkrow but getting fired at from behind by a chandelure that knocks him down. Steeling herself, she inhales a large volume of air which causes her body to puff up in size until the bindings holding her snap. Glaive manages to eventually take down the remaining hostiles but drops to his knees in pain from all the damage. Clara is at his side at once.
"Glaive are you alright?"
"Urgh...Clara... you're awake." Glaive replies through clenched teeth from the burn. Clara immediately utilizes heal pulse to restore him back to full strength.
"Hah...thanks Clara..." He pants thankfully.
"I should be thanking you...for finding me." Clara replies.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this story does not have a happy ending for you...that little lass is coming with us after I wipe you out." The boss says as a small yellow pokemon with a huge steel jaw hanging from the back of its head appears with a amulet bearing a mega stone around its neck.
"That's a mawile, but what is that strange stone about?" Clara wonders.
"I believe that is a mega stone. Certain species of pokemon can access a more powerful form during battle called a mega evolution." Glaive explains. 'A fairy type like that will be major trouble for me if it mega evolves."
"I've got your back, we"ll take it down together!" Clara declares as the duo take a combative stance.
"How noble, choosing to die protecting someone else...it makes me retch just thinking of that idea! Mawile , mega evolve and destroy him!" The poacher boss shouts and taps the keystone on his holster. Bright streams of light intertwine between him and the mawile as it glows brightly. The mega symbol appears for a second as a cocoon of energy appears, swells, and explodes outward to reveal the now mega evolved mawile. The deciever pokemon stands taller than before with two massive steel jaws behind its head with each having a spiky tuft of hair. Its lower body is now covered by magenta fur and its massive jaws thrash anxiously behind though the fairy type winces a bit which Clara notices.
"Hey Glaive, did you see her flinch for a second just now?" The medic pipes up.
"Yeah I did, She might be injured already but we shouldn't let our guard down." Glaive replies.
"Mawile, send that dragon flying with play rough!" The boss commands as the mawile charges forward and hits glaive with a series of quad effective blows which deal massive damage immediately.
"Gigighhh...that...smarts." He groans as Clara swiftly launches a heal pulse which quickly gets him going again. Glaive gets right up in his opponents face with a close combat barrage that sends her reeling before parrying an ice fang from the deciever pokemon's huge jaws.
"Tough as nails!" Glaive remarks as the mawile slams him with an iron head as he uses his hands to hold it back with his feet digging into the dirt. He immediately retaliates with another close combat and an iron tail for good measure. Clara launches off a dazzling gleam to stun the deciever pokemon briefly while Glaive utilizes dragon dance to power up his offense and agility.
"Get in there! this lizard ain't that difficult!" The boss snarls as his pokemon staggers with her eyes twitching from the flash only to have a charging Glaive nail her with a boosted sky uppercut. The mawile hits him back with another play rough which Clara immediately heals off with heal pulse. Glaive takes a particular stance with his arms braced as another play rough makes contact but he endures the quad effective move. He reels his glowing fist back with his body glowing with a red aura as the Mawile realizes what's coming but can't get away.
"This ends now!" Glaive roars and delivers a devastating counter straight into the deciever pokemon's gut. The overwhelming impact throws her across the field and into the wall on the other side , becoming embedded in it. She reverts to her normal form with her eyes closed and body limp: completely knocked out. The dragon type lets out a bellowing roar of triumph as the poachers look on stunned as their boss stands in disbelieving silence.
"Now are you lot gonna beat it or do I have to pummel you next!" Glaive growls menacingly. The boss looks to his men for a second.
"Run away!" He shouts and they scatter like a swarm of bugs. Mawile is left behind, still stuck and unconscious. The section of rock wall crumbles and she falls to the ground. Clara and Glaive run to her side at once.
"She's in bad shape." Clara says in worry.
Let's get back to the cave at once! Glaive replies and with the injured mawile on his back, the duo charge back to the den. Kaiser arrives at the battle scene and discovers only pieces of equipment and the footprints of the contenders. He immediately heads back. In the cave, The mawile, named Shyla: reveals that her owner constantly threatened to beat her and had done so before which explained the scars on her backside. Clara is able to heal her injuries and the group decide to offer her a place with them to which she gladly accepts. The next few days go by in a flash. Glaive is able to finally forgive his father but letting go of his hostility also opened up the floodgates to years of sadness, loneliness and grief that he had been holding deep within. The other pokemon notice changes in his behavior from not eating much and not training at all. Around sunset several days later, Clara is out by the lakeside watching the sun go down when Kaiser comes up.
"Beautiful evening tonight isn't it?" The axe jaw pokemon pipes up.
"Quite so..hmmm." Clara halfheartedly replies. Kaiser can tell she is caught up in her own thoughts.
"You seem troubled, what may be the problem?" The dragon type interjects.
"Well...I'm worried about Glaive.. it's like he's just shutting himself off from us..." The medic replies with her ears slumped.
"I'd imagine that he is harboring alot of grief now that his anger is gone. Kaiser states."He has never known tenderness since his mother passed....at least not until now."
"Huh?" Clara states in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I'm talking about you, young Clara. Not only did you take care of him, you have stuck by him...shown him companionship that he had lost and given him someone to cherish again." The dragon type explains in response.
"Me? You really think I've had that kind of impact on him?" She retorts in surprise.
"Indeed. There is no doubt in my mind." Kaiser says assuredly. "Clara... I want to ask you something."
"What is it?" She pipes up curiously.
"My son hasn't been beyond the lake all his life. I remember you stated that you travel from region to region, is that correct?" The axe jaw pokemon states .
"Indeed it is." The balloon pokemon replies
"Would you be willing to take him along with you, to see the world in all its wonder." Kaiser adds on. Clara thinks about it for a few moments.
"Of course, I'd love to." She replies as the last rays of the sun dip below the horizon.
'Well, I should probably get back to the den."
"Agreed, and one last thing." Kaiser states as he begins to walk away but turns to look at her.
"What is it?" The medic replies.
"I'm perfectly ok with the idea of you two being together. " Kaiser says smiling before exiting from sight. Clara blushes a bit at his remark but laughs it off. She turns to head back to the den when she spots Glaive heading up the hill from the entrance, his head low and shoulders slumped.She quietly tails him until he stops at the stone marker again and kneels before it.
"If only you were still here..." He mutters somberly to himself, tears pricking at his eyes but he quickly swipes them away when Clara calls to him.
"Glaive, What's going on?" She asks in concern as she looks at the small gravestone.
"Just visiting..." He grumbles lowly.
"Aldra...was that your... mother?" Clara questions.
"Yes...she was an incredible pokemon...loving ...tender...but fierce at the same time.." Glaive says, his eyes beginning to glisten again He reaches up to brush them when Clara stops him. She can see the broken look in his normally ferocious red hues.
"Glaive...I know I can't speak for her..but I know she wouldn't want to see you mourning all your life. I'd imagine that she's incredibly proud of how far you've come.." Clara states before continuing on."I can't imagine how much pain you're holding in right now...but I'm right here..." The medic whispers softly and looks him in the eyes with a gentle gaze. Glaive can feel his barriers crumbling.
"Clara ...I...I...I miss...I miss her ... so much..." He weakly stammers in a crackling tone before bursting into tears, burying his face in her fur. Clara immediately pulls him as close as she can with her short arms.
"Shhhh...shhh...it's alright...let it all go..." She whispers, trying to console him as the dragon type trembles and shudders on his knees. His arms encircling her like someone who has lost everything.
"You... you're..all... I have left." Glaive cries out between a mix of growling sobs and wails. Clara can't help but let a few tears of her own fall at his words. Her heart pulling at him being so fragile and despondent. The duo remains like this for a good while before the dragon warrior finally begins to calm down.
"Are you alright?" Clara asks, her large blue eyes filled with worry. Glaive slowly lifts his head to look at her.
"...I...I think so..." He replies, still sniffling a bit, but feeling as if a huge weight had finally been lifted from his spirit. As he makes full eye contact with Clara, her soulful gaze causes him to blush a bit and back away for a moment. Glaive wouldn't openly admit it, but in the short time since they met, he had grown rather fond of the bubbly and cheerful medic. She had managed to help him overcome his own personal demons and kept him alive when his own bravado had nearly got him killed. His feelings had been sheltered and pushed aside due to the grief over his mother's passing but now he could sense his heart longing for her. The only thing stopping him was his feelings of uncertainty when it came to love as he had never experienced it at any point in time before. However, with his heart and mind clear of all negativity, He knew this was the time.
"Glaive? You look a little flushed...is something else going on?" Clara says questioningly. Glaive turns back to look at her with his claws twiddling nervously.
"Clara ... would it be wrong for me to say that ...I love you?" Glaive says shyly. For a moment, the medic is perplexed before the magnitude of what the dragon type just said hits her.
.
"Wait what?..of course not..I just wasn't expecting this so soon." She replies hastily, her own cheeks going a bit rosy.
"You're the greatest blessing I could have ever asked for. You helped me to over come my greatest personal trials, restored the bond between my father and I and have given me the companionship I never knew I needed. You mean everything to me...I couldn't possibly love anyone more." Glaive declares with passion. Clara can't help but choke up a bit at his words. Here was this mighty dragon type, pouring his heart out to her. Steeling herself, she inches closer to him until their faces are almost touching.
"Your eyes...I could get lost in their beauty." Glaive whispers.
"Glaive...I...I...don't know what to say." She stammers, her ears folding down slightly. Glaive can sense her apprehension but quickly soothes it away as his muzzle finally connects with her mouth in their first shared kiss. Any inkling of anxiety or fear in her mind disappears as if it never existed as the duo bask in the culmination of their now shared love. Glaive lightly caresses the back of the medic's head and runs his claws through her velvety soft fur. Clara closes her eyes and coos in bliss at his tender touch. Glaive can only utter a soft murr from his throat in response. The two seperate for air shortly after, both visibly red in the face. Glaive feels a sharp tingle in a certain part of his body which causes him to mentally wince.
"..Wow...I feel...so..blissful right now.." Clara says in an airy tone, her entire being covered in goosebumps. She notices Glaive shifting in discomfort a bit. "Is something wrong honey?"
"Urgh...I know it's soon...but...I can't shake the desire to mate." The dragon type replies embarrassed. Clara can only chuckle a bit at his shyness before taking his hand in her paw.
"We all have needs my dear...now why don't we take this inside...shall we?" The medic says in an unexpectedly sultry tone. The duo quickly head into his den, passing by Hansel and Mira on the way.
"Brother, why were they moving so fast." The female indeedee wonders.
"I'd say we go for a walk, give them some privacy." Hansel replies,inwardly smirking and the siblings leave. Clara and Glaive enter his chamber and the dragon type immediately pulls her in close for another kiss. This time, any sense of restraint disintegrates as he prods his tongue against her mouth and she immediately lets him in. The duo moan lovingly into each other's maw as her plush body rubs against his smooth yet scarred frame. Glaive's instincts kick into overdrive as their appendages wrestle and rub. Down below, Glaive's cannon begins to emerge from it's hiding place as the two make out furiously. They eventually pull apart, but as they do: Clara feels something graze her and immediately blushes again.
"Glaive...looks like your...ahem...little friend is showing itself." The medic stammers. Glaive looks down and immediately turns around in complete embarrassment as his eleven inch dragonhood juts out from between his powerful limbs.
"Egahh...oh ... damnit." He growls in flustered frustration. "I didn't mean to get so...wound up this fast.' Clara simply smiles at him before moving close to him.
"Glaive, there's nothing to be ashamed of. I've dealt with many pokemon who've suffered injuries down below the belt if you will...Now...sit back and let me handle this..hehe..." She says, her tone becoming seductive at the end as she moves towards his crotch. Glaive can only watch her as he sits back against a wall and immediately jolts when he feels her paws make their first touch on the sides of his swollen shaft. She can feel the heat emanating from him as the veiny appendage throbs in her featherlight grip.
"Mrrrraagh...e..easy.." Glaive pants, already aroused beyond belief as the medic lightly massages his heavy tower. Her velveteen fur stimulating him even further. The dragon type shuts his eyes tight and balls his fists as the pleasure quickly overwhelms his senses. A series of faint groans escape his maw as Clara strokes him.
"Someone's really pent up...aren't you big boy." She chuckles before swiftly taking his rod into her mouth. The sudden warmth of her mouth and the grazing of her tongue cause Glaive to throw his head back and let out a loud growl as his body shudders from the sensation.
"Clara...oh arceus... above and below...Gyaah.!" The warrior dragon pants as he places one of his claws on the back of her head as she brushes and slathers her tongue around his shaft and head. She occasionally shoots him a naughty look at his blissful expression with the knowledge that she had him right in her hands. Alternating between short and long strokes, the medic continues her teasing whilst occasionally having her head held down by Glaive's hand. The dragon type can only growl, groan or shriek as the overwhelming pleasure shoots through his entire being.
"Sounds like you're really enjoying this...such a naughty dragon." Clara says in a sassy manner before going back to her ministrations. Glaive can already feel himself beginning to tighten up down low with every lap of her moist maw.
"arceus dammit...too good...too good!" He snaps and pounds his other fist into the floor and jerking his hips slightly. A heated, bubbling sensation begins to form in the base of his shaft as the veins swell. Clara inwardly smirks, realizing that he was getting close to busting loose. She speeds up a bit, her tongue curling around his cannon like a seviper. The dragon type shudders as his release approaches.
"Cl..Cl... Clara...you might wanna back up." He mutters through exasperated breath. Clara simply continues her actions . Inevitably, Glaive hits his breaking point and can't hold out any longer. He swiftly pulls her off of him as the head of his member swells up and bursts, letting loose several thick shots of his essence all over himself. Clara states in wide eyed amazement at just how much he was letting off. The warrior dragon's eyes roll back as he roars loudly in pure ecstasy as he shakes from head to tail in the throes of his first ever release.
"Uraaaargh!" The dragon type groans, panting fiercely. Clara grins at him before blushing as she feels her fur down low becoming very damp. She looks down shyly as Glaive notices some of her plush coat becoming matted and glistening.
"Hehe... that was amazing...but it appears now you need some tender care." He says with a lewd grin.
"Mmmmf...I guess I got a little heated there.." Clara replies softly, her cheeks redder than a tamato berry. She lets out an adorable squeak as Glaive lifts her into his lap, her entire body becoming very sensitive to the touch.
"Now that you've made me feel so good...allow me to take care of you...my dear." The dragon type whispers huskily as he slowly caresses her body. His strong hands running carefully through her fur. Clara can only melt at his touch and lays back into him, her blue eyes closing as she sighs In total bliss. Her sigh quickly turns to a low moan as he finds her soaked entrance which was hidden rather well due to being the same color as the fur around it. He traces her folds with the tip of his claws causing the medic to croon in pleasure.
"That's it...just relax and enjoy this." Glaive says seductively as now he had control of the situation. His digits smoothly brushing the entrance of her love tunnel with the utmost gentleness. Clara takes in a sharp breath as her body heats up.
"Oh...ohhhh ...Glaive...when did you...nyahh!" She tries to speak but lets out another squeal as he inserts two of his claws into her hole with a squelch. He slowly pumps his fingers into her cavern whilst lowering his head down to her level to kiss her again. Another tongue wrestle occurs as he continues his fingering, the medic letting out a stifled moan of bliss into his mouth. Years of abstinence had given way to a dormant instinct that he never knew he had. All that he could focus on was the cute and kindly medic in his arms as his talons lightly teased and tickled her innards which were secreting her juices onto his hand.
"You're soaked honey...I can't wait for the main event...gihihi..." Glaive chuckles in a teasing way as he observes Clara's face, her eyes closed and mouth hanging open slightly with breathy moans escaping her.
"Mmmrrr...this ...is incredible... ooooh.." The fairy type groans out, completely overtaken by her lover's actions. The dragon type continues his pleasuring with his left hand while massaging her plushy body with his right. Every caress and squeeze makes her shiver and coo in complete lust as her love tunnel heats up and tightens around Glaive's claws. The dragon increases his pace as his fingers hit her sweet spot which makes her squeal in delight.
"Never thought I'd hear you make sounds like that, you naughty little nurse." He whispers the last bit, his warm breath making her shiver again as her cavern tightens up to the max. Knowing what's about to happen, Glaive gently teases her sweet spot one more time and Clara loses it.
"Good arceus Glaive, I'm gonna... Nyaaa!" She cries out as her body convulses as her own first orgasm rushes through her. Her juices soak the dragon's claws and crotch as her lower lips pulse several more times in a sticky salvo. Glaive holds her for a minute as she slumps on him, panting hard.
"Hah..haha...sweet arceus...that was... incredible..." She stammers out. Glaive simply smiles at her before standing up whilst holding her. "Wha..what are you doing sweetie?"
"At last, it's time for us to become one."He rumbles as he lifts her up and puts her against the wall with her already soaked flower just inches from his stiffened spear."My species from what I know,tend to get a bit wild. Are you ready?"
"Bring it on..I can handle it." Clara replies confidently. Glaive nods and slowly pushes his way into her heated folds. His member easily parting her walls and breaking her virgin barrier which emits a pained yelp from her as a bit of blood trickles out. The dragon warrior gently kisses her to ease her mind off the sting of pain radiating from her core. He is eventually able to go all the way in although at least three inches of his reptilian member jutting out before pulling back out and pushing in again, building a rythym. Clara eventually feels her pain subside and is replaced by pleasure.
"Uroooooh...oh...my...keep it up big guy." She croons as her soft form is hammered by the large dragon in front of her Glaive lightly squeezes her velvety fur and massages her sides as he steadily pounds her insides. The frills of his shaft gliding smoothly through, hitting every sensitive inch of her love tunnel.
"Talk about tight...Unggh!" He grumbles at the warm and moist flesh enveloping his cannon. He immediately jams his mouth against hers again in another sloppy kiss with his tongue aggressively dominating her mouth as his instincts kick in hard and fast.
"Mrrrmmph...Glaive... you're so brash ...but so strong..." Clara moans dreamily as she gets slammed. Glaive's speed increases upon hearing those words. His scales clattering and rattling loudly. Clara's breathing quickens to a point that her body inflates and deflates slightly with every thrust. The dragon's eyes are completely glazed over with lust as he pistons away. He can only focus on her and her alone as he ramps up to his maximum pace.
"Ohhhh...mmmmm...myaah.!" The fairy type moans and gasps as Glaive's tower drills her relentlessly. Her inner passages begin tightening up as she pants feverously. The mighty dragon type locks his maw to hers again in one final clash of tongues as the duo can feel their climaxes approaching fast. Glaive's member swells up rapidly and he lets out a husky growl.
"Grrrrgh...Clara...brace yourself, I can't hold back any longer!
"Let loose my darling, give it all to me!" She gasps out. Glaive gets in a final few heavy thrusts and finally hits his breaking point. The head of his cannon unleashes a torrent of his dragonic essence into her love tunnel whilst her own nethers burst as well in a body shaking climax.
"Guroooooh!"
"Mrrraaaaaa!" The duo moan out as their orgasms shoot through them, they remain frozen together in place for several moments as they ride the wave of bliss but the pleasure eventually gives way to exhaustion. Clara's body slumps in his arms as she immediately falls asleep whilst still connected to Glaive. The dragon briefly falls to his knees shaking but keeps her held close. He eventually staggers over to his bed and flops onto his back and joins her in a dreamy slumber. A few minutes later, Kaiser peeks in to the den and smiles at the sight.
"Take care of her my son." He says quietly and leaves the sleeping couple be.
(A few days later)
The time had come for Clara to head off again but now her and Glaive would take on the journey together. The pokemon of the lake held a farewell celebration for the two until the early evening as the sun begins to fade.
"Well everyone, thank you all for everything." Glaive says.
"It's been a great few years, watching you grow and become so mighty. Aldra would be proud." A milotic says.
"Indeed she would." Glaive nods in agreement. His father steps forward.
"Clara and Glaive, please have an amazing and safe journey together. Take care of one another and cherish each other." The axe jaw pokemon says before hugging his son.
"Thank you dad." Glaive smiles. Stratos the salamence cuts in.
"Hey buddy, don't be away too long. I can't wait forever to kick your butt." He says cockily.
"Hahaha, I'll keep that in mind old friend." The two dragons high five before Glaive turns to leave.
"Ready to go honey." Clara asks.
"Let us be going." He replies and the quartet begin to descend the hill.
"Goodbye guys, see you soon!" Milotic calls out.
"Tell us all about it when you return." Stratos bellows.
"Take care my son, enjoy the world!" Kaiser adds in.
"Until we meet again, goodbye to you all!" Glaive says in return, bidding his friends a temporary farewell as he, Clara, Hansel, and Mira head off into the distance for a new journey. Kaiser simply smiles as their silhouettes fade into the distance and a single, joyful tear falls from his face: knowing that his son was finally happy.
Woo, now that was a hoot. This chapter was requested by RK Type-0. Hope I did you right my friend and I apologize for the wait.
Regarding requests, I'm going to be taking a break from accepting them for a bit as I feel it is unfair to you all that I take so long to get your chapters done. I want to be able to provide a top quality story for you in a sufficient timeframe. I've got a few chapters of my own I want to clear out for this collection as well as trying to get my other story back up and going again. Thank you all for enjoying my work so far. With that, I shall leave you all a sneak at the next chapters pairing. It shall be a male pokemon ranger with a gen seven grass type. Here's the hint:
Its ability prevents priority moves from working when it's on the field.
See if you can guess who it is whilst I prepare for this next chapter. It's gonna be a kinky one so brace yourselves. Until then, this is Phantomlordgiratina: see you in the shadows.