Epilogue
"Come on, Mist! They're waitin' for us!"

"Wait up!" Misty yelled as she ran after her boyfriend. He only laughed and transformed into a Rapidash, the fastest runner in the entire world of Pokémon. "Hey, that's no fair!" Misty continued to shout. "Just because you're half-Ditto doesn't mean you have to make fun of me!"

Ash laughed in thought-speak as he remembered the explaination his father had given him for their transformation powers. As Boss of Team Rocket, Giovanni had experimented with giving humans the Pokémon attacks and such. He had willingly taken the risk and given himself the Ditto's Transform attack, which had somehow fused with his regular human DNA instead of fading away after a few weeks like it was supposed to. That was before Ash had been born, so his son had inherited the Transform attack as well. A priviledge Ash liked to use to pick on Misty.

Misty managed to grab his flaming tail, which startled Ash so much that he slowed down for a second. It was just long enough for Misty to swing up onto his Rapidash back and get a better grip on his mane. Once she was there, that was where she stayed.

Ash considered trying to get her off, but decided against it. After all, the teasing and games was behind them. I knew you were going to do that, he said instead. Hang on tight!

He streaked through the Cerulean Forest, and leaped over the waiting group of trainers. He skidded to a stop, turned around, and walked back. After letting Misty off, he changed back to human.

"I tought you'd never get here," Gary said. His Mew, perched on his shoulder, murmured "Mewmew" in agreement. Gary patted it on the head, and then looked towards his friends for an explaination.

"Misty was just getting reunited with her Pokémon," Ash said. "They were very happy to see her."

"By the way, I believe this belongs to you," Brock said as he handed Misty a Pokéball. She looked at it curiously, then opened it.

"Togi? Preee!"

"Togepi!" Misty yelled, scooping up her baby Pokémon into her arms like she always did. "I take it this is one of the rewards for defeating Mechavian?" she asked through tears of joy.

Tracey nodded. "And there's more than just Togepi and Gary's Mew. Aside from you, Misty. We're also being allowed to keep ALL of our special powers!"

"Meaning he can become a Pidgeot," Giovanni said. "Ash and Gary can still Teleport, and Gary is being GIVEN psychic powers as a compensation for the fact that his Mew seems to have taken its powers back. Jessie and Misty also have many of their spirit powers, like the flying ability that all ghosts seem to have. And then there's also Ash's special reward."

Ash grinned. "Still not quite used to it, either. After six months, it's kinda hard to get used to being able to run around and stuff like I did before."

"And all that hiking we always did," Misty added.

"Well, is that everything we need to know?" Ash asked.

Gary looked at the piece of paper in his hand. "Actually, no. It seems that while Mechavian was causing chaos here, there was ANOTHER attack at the same time on the Indigo Plateau. The note only says this: 'Attack on Elite Four by unknown legendary Pokémon. Seems to be a legendary dog. Defeated, but devestated the Plateau. Send backup.' And then it stops."

"Well gang, it looks like we're on call again," Ash said as he transformed into a Lugia. "Let's get going!"


THE END! How'd you like it? This is probably my longest fic ever. Yes, there IS a sequal that directly continues this story. It's called Pokémon: Revelations. This story was already completed when I posted it, so I split it into four parts plus the epilogue and then split each part into several chapters. Revelations will be posted under a different 'topic' for each part, and the chapters will be uploaded seperately, since it is still a fic in progress. So keep your eyes out for Pokémon: Revelations, and don't forget to R&R!

For those of you impatient enough to flame me, please hold back. Here's a preview of what you will be facing if you stick through Pokémon: Revelations...



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"Guys! There it is!" Brock yelled from atop Onix's head.

The entire army looked ahead. There it was, the Indigo Plateau. Looking exactly like it had those years ago when Ash and Gary had competed in the Kanto League.

Well, almost exactly like it. If you didn't count the fact that the Stadium was simply...gone. Great clouds of smoke hung in the air, and everything for a mile around was scorched or destroyed...

~~~~~

The quiet was shattered by a howl from directly in front of them. The campfire in the clearing where everyone else was instantly became nothing but ashes, thanks to a quick-thinking Misty and her Staryu.

Ash and Giovanni stared at where the howl had come from, listening hard. There was no sound for a long time, and they began to think they had imagined it.

But then the cry rose again, an eerie shriek of rage and evil. "DEEEEMOOOOONDOOOOOOOG...!"

~~~~~

Gary was in the middle of a hazy red fire. It ate away at his skin like acid, making his blood turn to steam. He tried to scream, but couldn't make a sound. He tried to move, but it was as if he was paralyzed.

"Enjoying yourself, Gary?"

He blinked back the red haze in his eyes to see the familiar steel head in front of his face. It sneered at him. "I'm sure you are happy going through what you did to me."

*No...no, not him! I killed him!*

"You only thought I died, mortal. That was not my true form! Fool! You never killed me! I am no mere mortal!" it taunted.

*No...please...leave me alone...*

"Why should I? You refused to stay out of my way, why should I move for you?" it sneered. "Puny, stupid human. By now you must realize that you are doomed. You will lay here and die. The world will be mine...!"

~~~~~

"Master Demondog wants to settle this fight the old-fashioned way," Cassidy said. "Two champions from each side decide the battle."

"Master Demondog has chosen us as his champions," Butch said, running a finger along the edge of the sword that he held. It was almost sharp enough to cut a ghost. "Choose yours."

There was a flash of blue light, and the fully-recovered human form of Ash stood a few feet away with his arms crossed over his chest. He said nothing, but gave them a glare that made everyone flinch away from his gaze.

Wordlessly, a Pidgeot stood at his side. Everyone gasped at the two unlikely champions. Ash and Tracey, taking on two fully-trained Battle Demons by themselves? They were crazy!

Cassidy and Butch exchanged an evil grin. "We'll make ground hamburger out of those two," Butch said, twirling his sword.

"I'll take the little twerp," Cassidy said, raising her sword to the salute position.

"Ash! You're gonna get KILLED out there!" Misty yelled, but her boyfriend ignored her completely. Instead, he began to transform into Suicune. She turned to the Pidgeot instead. "Tracey! Don't you understand it's futile to fight them? You'll die!" It was as if the two boys were deaf. They didn't hear a word she said and if they did, they didn't show it.

High above the clearing, the five legendary birds perched on Lawrence's flying fortress. James and Meowth on Fearow landed next to them, watching the scene with worry plastered on their faces. Celebi blinked into existance next to the Pokémon Collector himself, startling him quite a bit. But he ignored the fairy, as was necessary.

The entire Viridian Army held its breath as the four stepped into the center, prepared for battle...

~~~~~

Brock woke up, head spinning. How did I get out here? he wondered stupidly, looking up at the starry sky. And where's Misty and Ash?

Suddenly, he remembered everything. The battle, the challange, the evacuation...

He yelled an unrepeatable word and sat bolt upright. Only then did he feel the searing pain in his left leg. *Crap, it's broke,* he assessed it. *Well, it looks like I'm not going anywhere.*

[No, I don't believe you are,] the familiar, metallic voice said. Brock went pale at the sound.

*No...not him!*

[Yes it's me, Brock Slate. I trust you remember me?]

*Flashback*

Pain...searing hot pain. Spikes impaling him, tearing down towards his heart. Going in for the kill...the evil silver-and-black stare, the maniacal laugh.

Despair...he was going to die.

"No."

[You are mine, Brock Slate.]

"No...please..."

[You will die now, human. And I shall capture your soul, and you will forever be my slave.]

"NO!"

*End Flashback*

"NO!" Brock screamed, feeling the icy spears of the spirit plunge into him. "Get out of me!"

The same insane laugh ensued from the dark spirit. [I believe I'll take a new form, one that will be trusted among humans. And I have chosen my target.]

"NNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"