Japanese Title: Medira Of Fire! Heat Is Added To Heat!
Translation: Medera No Faia! Atsusa Tsuku Tame Atsusa!
By: Pro_V
Co-Authored By: rainflower
Medira was still overly excited about getting the power to burn, and was too ecstatic to notice what she was doing, "This is just too cool!" she threw her arms into the air causing a shower of embers to fly from her fingertips, "Oops."
"Whoa! Hot stuff! Coming down, not through!" Jason jumped and leaned away from a falling spark, "Do something!"
"I don't even know what I did to start this! How am I supposed to know how to stop it?!" Medira shrieked.
"Luri," Eevy brought her right leg over her left to avoid the zap of fire flying down beside her, "Would you please be kind enough to fix this, then show Medira how to control this?"
"Sure will," Luri sent out a rush of ice cold water, making the room a good deal chillier, but stopping the fire, "I'd rather be cold than roaring hot."
"I'm sorry, you guys," Medira slouched, "I thought I could just throw heat, not flames."
"Just…Watch what you do," Will cringed, "Though if anyone's going to bake me, I'd still rather it be you than Peter."
"I just don't want to get toasted," Lance snickered lightly, "Not one of my fave past times, to say the least."
"I don't want to get char broiled in my sleep!" Jason spazzed, "She swings her arm too hard or rolls over too fast and pow goes the Peruwa!"
"Don't listen to them, Medira," Luri sighed and scowled at the Elite men, "You guys are cruel. They don't know anything about trying to keep your power in check. None of them ever had to worry about it. Their powers came easy. Ours are different," she held up her hand and created a tiny snow flurry in her palm, "We have to work towards ours. It just takes practice, is all. Nothing to worry about. We can have you controlling your power in no time."
"But, what about Eevy?" Medira looked around Luri's shoulder, "Can't she help at all?"
"I'm afraid not," Eevy smiled a bit sadly, "I'm afraid my powers came simply too. I don't have to really control any of them except the energy retrieval and I've already mastered that. Sorry," she shrugged.
"That bites," Medira frowned, "What, exactly, do I have to do to get this down?" she looked at Luri wearily as she pulled her to stand.
"Just learn to take control. It didn't take me long at all," Luri pulled her along and out the door, "It really doesn't take as much effort as it sounds."
"Are you sure about that?" Medira choked as Luri kept pulling her, "I mean, I don't have ice and water, I have heat and fire. Last I checked, there was a pretty big difference."
"There's a lot of difference between the elements, yes, but the concept is still the same. We both need to worry about throwing our power, which could be dangerous. In light of the possible danger, we'll practice where my element is strongest and yours is weakest, to lessen the possibility of a fire."
"The pool room?!" Medira bugged, "But I thought fire was weakened by water!"
"It is."
"Then why are you bringing me in here?! I could slip and fall in and it'd be mashed Medira!"
"Not if you learn your element. Don't worry, I'll have my Pokemon in the water to catch you if you happen to slip."
"I'll go with you on this one. I don't know why, but I will."
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"What do you think, guys?" Eevy was a tad uncomfortable sitting alone with Lance, Will, and Jason, so she decided to strike up some conversation, "Do you think she'll be able to control it?"
"You mean Medira and the fire? Sure she will," Lance nodded, "What makes you think otherwise?"
"I don't know. I just get a bad feeling from this whole thing, like maybe she'd be better off without the powers for now," Eevy ran her thumbnail between her front teeth.
"Why would that be?" Will tilted his head, "Our powers have helped us time and time again, so why wouldn't she want them?"
"You saw what she just did, and she wasn't even trying. Can you imagine what she could do when she is? Plus, think of what Peter will think," Eevy's eyes narrowed, "Vic was right; she's like a female mirror of him."
"Hey!" Jason snorted and scowled at Eevy, eyeing her nastily, "Medira is nothing like Peter!"
"I didn't mean it like that, Jason!" Eevy jumped up as Jason did, "You took it in totally the wrong way, I swear! I just meant their powers were the same. The thought that they wear the same colors never even crossed my mind," she gasped a bit and slapped her hand over her mouth, "Oops."
Jason's expression turned hard and red, "I'm not going to say what I'm thinking," he got even redder and spun his heel to walk away, forest green cloak whirling with him.
"I'm sorry, Jason," Eevy whispered into her hand.
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"She thinks she's amazingly smart because she beat a couple of Gym Leaders," Jason literally snarled at the air around him, "Something big and special because she's Champion Mistress. I don't believe she'd say such things!" he slammed his bedroom door shut and stomped towards the dresser, "Why would she even think such evils?!" he banged his fists on the dresser and ran his finger along the outer rim of the jeweled case sitting in front of him, "There are only three people I consider special, and two of them are already gone."
He tried to force himself to lift the lid of the box, no matter how much his stomach twisted in knots at the very thought of the contents and purpose. He ran his right hand down his face and leaned on the dresser with his hand over his mouth. A pair of double-colored eyes watched carefully from the doorway, trying to decipher this Major Master's problem.
Jason snatched his hand away from the dresser before allowing himself to open the box, "Damn it! I've done nothing wrong! Why is everything and everyone in this hell of a world against me?!"
"We're not against you, Jason. At least I'm not," Jason spiraled, spotting the blue and green eyes watching him from the doorway.
"What do you want?!" he snapped, watching Eevy slide in the door, "Come to insult everything I care about some more?!"
"I know I hurt you, Jason, and I'm sorry. I was thinking more about my jokes than I was about my friends, and I'm sorry for that too. I shouldn't have even thought such things and I know it," she looked to the left and at the floor, swallowing hard, "I suppose if anyone's like Peter, it's me."
"What?! That's not true! You're nothing like Peter!" he jumped about six feet into the air, "You two are nothing alike! You're even less like him than Medira! I mean, Medira can be a bit…ya' know…sometimes."
"I'll be sure and quote you on that," she snickered and noticed the box he'd been looking at, "A jewelry box?"
"Kind of," he looked over his shoulder, "It was my mom's. She gave it to me…She gave it to me right before…before she-"
"I'm sorry. I didn't know," Eevy cut him off and bit her bottom lip.
"It's fine. I was still pretty young when my dad passed. All I had left was my mom. My grandparents had been gone for a while and neither my mother nor my father had any siblings. My mother gave me this box for one soul purpose," he finally opened the box, "To hold these," he turned around and let the chain hang from his finger, "These are my father's dog tags. They're the only things I have left to remember him. Just like the box is all I have to remember my mother."
Eevy looked over the I.D. tags, "You're named after your father," she pointed to the name, "You're Jason Peruwa Jr."
"No," he pulled the tags from in front of her face and put them back in the box, clicking the latch shut "I'm Jason Peruwa III. My father was the junior and my grandfather the senior."
"You never met you're grandfather, did you?"
"No. He was gone two years before I was even born, and my grandmother the year after that. My grandparents from my mother's side were gone for a while by then. They died in a car wreck when my mother was only four. She was in the car too, but she survived. She lived with foster parents until she could get a job. I never even met her foster family, as they were in a plane crash. She met my father at work, married, and had me. She didn't really want a family, knowing how sick my father was. His heart condition finally took him over when I was five and he gave me his dog tags right in the middle of his stroke. He managed to survive that, but passed away only a week after. I was seven when my mother died, and from there, I went straight into training. I found a wounded Ponyta only a few days later and spent the three years before I turned ten training like a maniac. When I was eleven, I met Entei for the first time. I thought he was attacking my Ponyta, but he was actually evolving it. When she evolved, she was totally different. Entei had changed her, morphed her in some way. She evolved, that I was certain, but somehow, someway, my regular Ponyta had evolved into a blue Rapidash. I renamed her Sapphire and listened to every word Entei said. He told me of my future, told me what I had to do, and I went out and did it, finding alternately colored Pokemon right and left. My parents always wanted to be Pokemon trainers, but my father's heart problems and my mother's foster parents forbid it. That's why they built their place in Hokubu; the ranch where I grew up. Our neighbors took it when they died, and they love the Pokemon just like my parents…I conquered my parents' dreams and my own. They were the only two people I ever thought were special, but now that Medira's here…I don't know. When you said that before, I just kind of exploded."
"I'm sorry, Jason. I never knew," Eevy looked quite a bit upset, "I never knew what it was like to lose my parents. I wish I could understand better so I could at least try to help, but I can't even imagine what you feel like right now. I'm so sorry, Jason."
"Medira is literally the only remote family I have left. I wouldn't be able to handle believing what you said about her was true, even though some of it was," he gave a slight laugh and returned the tags to the box, "I'm worried about her. I really am."
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"Yah!" Medira slipped again and went flying onto Dewgong's back, "This is nuts, Luri!"
"You're getting better," Luri smiled hopefully until she saw Medira's scowl, "A bit better…Really."
"Yeah, a tiny bit," Medira symbolized tiny by placing her left index finger and thumb in the air, only about half a centimeter from each other.
"You're trying your best. That's what really counts. The more you try the better you'll get and the stronger your powers will be when you do harness them. You've just got to keep trying."
"Is it really? I'm afraid of hurting someone."
"I was always afraid of hurting someone too," Luri looked down at her hand, "But I learned that my power is something special and-"
Luri's head shot up at Medira bursting, "It's not special! I thought it would be great to have powers like these, but it's a torture more than anything! I'm not special, I'm just cursed! I'm going to my room. Tell everybody to just," she turned and ran out, "leave me alone!"
"No! Medira, wait!" Luri jumped to stop her, but she was already out the door and down the hall, "Medira," she bit her bottom lip, "I was supposed to be helping her. I've got to find Eevy," she slammed out the door and ran down the steps.
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Medira couldn't seem to keep her speed up. She was running down the hall, tall black boots skidding along the marbled tile floor. She whisked past Sooney, Yuu-Yuu, Skiff and Tracey, who watched her pass with blank faces. She reached her door and leaned her back against it, slowly pushing it open. She walked in backwards and slowly closed the door, leaning her forehead on the inside and sighing. A hand cupped over her mouth and she let out a muffed scream as the heat roared through her.
"Guess who," the snake's hiss was right in her ear, "Never leave the lights outside off after dark. You think your powers are a curse? How wrong you are. They are weapons. Weapons to use to acquire whatever it is you want," he reached out and locked the door, "They'll come. Trying to help you. What a surprise I'll be."
"What are you trying to do?" she asked in a muffled tone into his hand.
"Use my powers to get what I want," Medira awaited the pain that would come when Peter laid a kiss on her ear, but it wasn't there at all, "And you'll be helping; like it or not."
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Luri carefully peeked in the door, ensuring she didn't barge in on anything, "Lance! Will!" she jumped in the door, "Where's Eevy?"
"She went to talk with Jason," Lance cocked his head, "Why? What happened?"
"Did something happen to Medira?" Will straightened a bit, "She's not hurt, is she?"
"No, not really, but she started getting upset and-"
"What's going on, Luri? I thought you were with Medira," Eevy walked in with Jason right behind.
"What happened? Is something wrong?" Jason jumped, "Be truthful, but please say no!"
"Something is wrong, though I don't know what. She started getting really upset and saying things I know she didn't mean and she just…burst and took off for her room."
"This is bad," Eevy swallowed and stood up, staring out the door, "Will?"
"Yes, I do too," Will stood up next to her, also watching out the door, "He's here."
"You mean Peter?!" Luri bugged, "No way!"
"Vic and Victor are in town with Ash, Misty and Brock. Skiff, Yuu-Yuu, Tracey and Sooney went for a walk a few minutes ago," Jason narrowed his eyes, "Mizu, Eusine, Morty, and Lisle are on the roof trying to find what you two heard, and Beth and Rachel went out to dinner. So, if we're all in here and Medira's alone…Shit!"
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"So much as one peep from your pretty little mouth and I'll have to shut it," the serpentine eyes burned their angry blood red as he smiled evilly at the overly annoyed blonde across from him.
"You keep your distance or I'll scream like a banshee," the blonde growled deeply and narrowed her deep violet eyes at the man with the blood colored eyes and hair standing before her.
Peter's eyes roared red, "You're just like Lurianna," he frowned and scowled, "So much like her in more ways than one. Sit down," he snorted and pointed toward the bed, "Sit I said!"
"You just wait till Eevy finds out you're here," Medira shoved past him and slammed down on the bed, crossing her arms and legs, "She'll bake you."
"She won't find me if you keep your mouth shut, which you will, or you won't live to see the light of day again. Besides, I'd be the one doing the baking. Tell me," he knelt on one knee in front of her, "Why do you like that Peruwa character?"
"Because he is who he is. No one's like him and no one controls him. He's just Jason. He's got a charming nature and compassionate manner about him."
Peter's fury started building, "Like I said; so much like Lurianna. Yet, you are so very different."
"What do you want with me anyway? I'm not the Champion Mistress. Hell, I'm not even part of the Elite 4, so what goes?"
"I'm interested in you, my dear, because of your power. Do you realize," he leaned into her face, "just how much we could earn if we combined our power and put them to use?"
"Why in the hell would I want to help you? You tried to kill me, remember. I don't call that cause to do you any favors."
"I'm the only one who understands what you're going through," he caught her dark purple gaze in his burning red sights, "I know. I had the same problems you do. The hurtles I had to jump to control this roaring pain in my hands," he held up his hand and caused a fire ball to rage in his palm, "But look. Look at me now. I control every aspect of my power. And I use it. I use it to the best of my abilities and I'd use it better than even that if I could. I can help you if you just trust me."
"Trust you?" her face was cold and blank and she bit her bottom lip, "How can you help me?"
A sinister smirk crossed his mouth, "I can teach you to control this. I can show you how to take over the fire and make the power yours," he again pushed his face to hers, "That's what you want, isn't it?"
"I want to learn how to control this. I want to learn how to be strong," Medira was thinking silently, "I want to be able to keep my power in check. But can Peter really help? He sounds so serious, but somewhere inside I know I can't trust him. But, he's not hurting anyone right now; in fact, he's actually helping," she looked up and swallowed, "Teach me," she said flatly.
An evil grin slid into place, "Good choice," he leaned towards her.
He took her lips in his, putting his arms around her. She actually returned it, wrapping her arms around his back. He'd done it. He had won her over by weaving lies. He pushed her back, falling forwards with her. A hard fist met the door, scaring them apart.
"Rubeus!" Jason's voice was so violent it was impossible to describe, "What are you up to in there?! You'd better keep your hands to yourself, you son of a bitch!"
"Medira!" Eevy ran up beside him, hitting the door and using that voice, "Medira, are you all right?! If you hurt her, Rubeus, I swear I'll mutilate you!"
"I'm fine," Medira barely shouted as Peter pulled her hair back and laid a kiss on her neck.
"Open the door, Rubeus, or I'll break it down into your head!" Lance pounded the door, "I mean it!"
"Come on out and let me play some games with you, Rubeus!" Will snickered wildly and growled, "Mind games, that is!"
"Medira! Medira!" Luri kicked the door, "Try to get the door open!"
"Leave it closed," came the muffed answer, too soprano to have been the tenor voice of Peter.
The group gasped wildly, "What are you talking about?! Get out of there!" Eevy slammed the door, "Medira!"
"Just stop it!" Medira jumped up, "Go away and leave us alone!"
"Yes, do that," Peter laughed in that wicked laugh that broke Eevy's somewhat sanity.
"What'd you do to her, Rubeus?!" Eevy was turning red with anger, "What'd you do to my friend?!"
"I've done nothing," Peter snorted at the door, "She's come to my side, as it was meant to be."
"Bullshit!" Luri hit the door, "You bastard! Medira, listen to me!"
"No, Luri! You listen to me!" Medira barked and swallowed the brick lying in her throat, "I won't be gone forever. I just need help with a few things and Peter knows what I'm going through. He's felt the exact same things I'm feeling right now. He knows what's wrong and he can help me. None of you know what it's like to literally feel fire roaring through your blood stream. Not only is it painful, but it's dangerous; for me and for you. If something goes wrong or I mess up, I don't even want to think of what might happen if I accidentally hurt one of you. I can't do it alone, you guys. Peter brought up some good points, and I am seriously considering this."
"That's right," Peter nodded quickly from behind, "I can tell you right now, that with me by your side, you cannot fail," he snatched her hands from behind and smirked slyly, though she couldn't see, "I know what your problems are, and I can help to fix them. With your powers combined with mine and training, we'll work through this together; to better both our powers and ourselves. We can do this," he moved his hands to her shoulders, "As a team."
"As a team?" she looked side to side nervously, "A team?"
"Yes, a team," his chin found her shoulder, "Think of what we could accomplish! The things we could do and the wants that would become owned. Everything you could possibly want starts with taming these powers. Everything you could wish for begins with learning to control this. These powers are great and were given to you for a reason. All you have to do," he pulled her hair from her face, "is discover that reason. I can help you find that reason, Medira, and you only need to follow me, this one time."
"No, Medira! Don't do this!" Jason banged on the door, "Please don't listen to him! Don't let him convince you into throwing this away! Let Luri help you! Let her help you tame these powers! There's no reason to let go now when you've got your whole career as a Gym Leader ahead of you! Don't let him take you away like this! Fight the urge for glory he's making you feel! Make yourself realize what you're doing is wrong! Make your mind come away from the lust for victory he's pumping you full of! Let us help you, not him, Medira! Please listen!"
"You don't understand, Jason," Medira turned away from the door again, "You got speed; an easy power to adjust to. If you faced something you couldn't handle, you'd just simply kick it into first and run away. I can't do that, Jason, and I never will. I won't be able to control these powers without help and Peter is the only one who understands what I feel when the fire fights to get out. You can't expect me to just live my life, fighting to keep the flames inside. I can't go on that way! I can't continue fearing the safety of my friends and myself. If you ever even had a real power, you'd understand that!"
Jason stumbled away from the door, feeling as if shot through the heart. He tripped and fell backwards, crawling backwards with his cloak helping him to slide. Had she honestly just said that? Did she really just put him down like that? She'd never said such things before. She even called the shade of his hair 'teddy-bear' brown because of its unique color. She sure wasn't being a cuddly little teddy bear, unless, of course, you included Peter. Jason just leaned up against the wall and froze solid. The rest of the group stood and gaped, amazed at what they had just heard.
"Medira! You mustn't do this!" Luri jumped in front of the door, "Teach Peter you're strong enough to take care of your powers alone! You don't need his help, Medira! Don't let him take you!"
"Don't listen to them," Peter's voice came in a whisper in Medira's right ear, "They know nothing of the pain you're feeling. You can't have them try to help you with something they've never faced themselves. I have and I know. You cannot allow yourself to be taken aback by their meaningless points and silly consequences. How would they know the searing agony that blasts through your veins, Medira? They wouldn't. Why not? Because they've never felt it like you and I have. Don't give up to their helpless side. Come to mine. Mine is the side where problems disappear, because with our power, nothing can be called a problem."
"No problems," Medira breathed with a heavily present dose of thoughtfulness, "Nothing to worry about. No one to fear hurting except Peter and he can take care of himself. Maybe this could be…for the best."
"No!" Eevy jumped and shrieked, "No, Medira! Please no! After all I went through to get you into this City, I refuse to allow you to leave! Medira, what about our friends? What about your Gym? What about Jason?!"
Medira turned toward Peter and paused, "Friends…are nothing," her voice was nearly electronic as every speck of white in her eyes filled with black the color of oil, "My Gym hasn't even opened yet," her face was flat, wiped clean of emotion, "Jason is…Jason is…"
"Say it," Peter took a short step forward, "Say what you're thinking. Just let the words flow."
"Jason is weak," Medira's voice was partially broken in spots as she spoke the words Peter was feeding her.
"You son of a bitch!" Jason jumped and slammed on the door, "Open the God damned door, Rubeus! Let me in there!" he kept banging his fist on the door, "Rubeus! How dare you take her! How dare you take the last thing important to me away! I'll kill you, Rubeus! If I ever find you, which I damn well will, I'll kill you!"
Even through Jason's fit, Medira was silent; her face blank of expressions. Jason balled his fist on the door, crying as silently as he could. Lance growled wildly and slid him from in front of the door.
"Will, help me. Luri, Eevy, go and get everyone else. Jason, just stay put. This door comes down and Rubeus' threats end tonight," he backed away with Will beside him, "Go, girls! Get the whole group. Hurry up!"
"Please be careful," Eevy and Luri ran down the hall with as much speed as they could manage, some slight tears trailing behind them and hitting the rug with a slight patter.
Will and Lance charged the door, throwing all their weight into their slams. The first hits failed, yet they stood and ran again. The door was barely wobbling and showed no signs of breaking. On the other side, Peter was getting a bit frantic.
"Medira, we need to leave. I'll help you, but it can't be done here. Come with me, Medira. We'll do this and do it together. Those few are only here to hide the true essence of your powers. Embrace them; do not erase them. Know what you can do and come with me to learn," he held out his hand to her, which she just started at.
Eyes still filled with black, she glanced between the shaking door and Peter's outstretched hand, "Peter," she breathed, but instead of taking his hand, jumped for him and threw her arms around him.
His smile may actually have been genuine that time, "We'll leave now, then."
"We've got everyone!" Eevy and Luri flew down the hall to find Lance and Will both on one knee on the floor.
"He welded the damn door," Lance heaved for air and swallowed while breathing heavily, "We can't get it down."
"We have to!" Beth shrieked, "What about Medira?"
"All together. We can do it!" Rachel stepped back and aimed her side for the door, "We've gotta do this."
"One good slam will do it!" Victor stood beside her, "Let's go!"
"Come on, Medira," Peter heard the addition of a slew of voices, "We'll be going."
"One!" the whole group lined up and Peter prepared to leave.
"Two!" the group prepared to run and Peter fought a bit to turn them both to shadow.
"Three!" they charged through the door just as the blackness wrapped around Peter and Medira and pulled them away.
"No! Medira, don't!" Eevy's shriek rang out through Medira's room.
"Medira, no!" Jason fell to his side from the edge of the door, "No!" he clenched his fist so hard his fingernails left bleeding reminders on his palm, "No! She was all I had left. I have nothing now," he buried his face in his arm as he continued to lay sprawled out in the doorway, "Why? Why, Medira? And how?"
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Medira felt like screaming from the wild ride, but found herself unable to speak. Peter was controlling every movement and every aspect of their travel now. In this rush, her eyes were awakened, but her mind was still clouded. They started to slow as they reached their destination. The shadow moving through the trees grew and took on a definite shape, scaring the wild Pokemon away. The black shape took on color and turned to a blonde leaning on a redhead. The two of them both stood there for a moment, recovering from the speed demon traveling they'd just done. Medira was actually quite comfortable, just standing there and leaning on Peter, who looked down at her and sighed.
"This is quite the change," he thought, taking in the sight of the only woman who'd gotten near him in over two years (Well…Who had gotten near him and not gotten paid.), "She's most beautiful, yet so different from Luri. Peruwa doesn't deserve such magnificence. The loveliness of this arousing feminine enchantress is nothing for such a disgustingly inferior ignoramus."
"Thank you, Peter," Medira muttered and continued leaning on him and leaving her arms around him, "I really do appreciate your help."
"It's really nothing," Peter closed his eyes and smiled a bit, "I'm more than happy to…assist."
"I do miss my friends though, but I think I can do them more good by learning to control my power."
"I would be more than happy to be your 'friend' as well," he really didn't surprise her by putting his arms around her back, "In fact, I'd love to be more than a friend."
The Next Chronicle:
Only The First Attack
Notes
o_O K…So, does anybody else see something immensely wrong with this chapter?! Yeah…OK…I'm done now, because if I keep ranting, I'll probably just give something away…But I would like to thank rainflower for helping with these next few chapters. Now I'll be going…*runs*
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