(Hi everyone! Um... not much to say here, except this is gonna be really long. Twenty-five, thirty chapters. Okay, disclaimer:
Azrael: She doesn't own pokemon. Ha ha, loser.
P.S. the chapter name is an inside joke with Pinkpelt. Don't ask.)
"Azrael!" She yelled. Her Houndoom pounced out, catlike, on the field. "Use Tackle!" Rachel yelled. "You think your fluffball can beat my HellHound?! Az, use Crunch!"
He waited until the Skitty jumped, then grabbed her in his jaws, and clamped down. His fangs sank into the Skitty until she screeched. He dropped her, jumping back. "Uhh... Fluffy, use Tail Whip!' It slapped Azrael.
"Crunch and spin!" Luna yelled. Snarling, he did so. The Skitty staggered, but refused to get up. "Return!" Rachel spat. "To me, Azrael!" He roared in triumph, then did so. Luna scratched his head. "Good boy."
He growled appreciatively, then flopped down next to Feraia, as she nuzzled his flank. Luna grinned. "Hmmm..." Rachel yelled, "Go! Sparky!" Luna sighed, as a Pichu popped out of it's pokeball. (A/N: Say that five times fast, I dare you.) "Originality's dead, kids. Oh, kill me now. Okay, um... Cybela! Use Psychic!"
She levitated the Pichu, then, grinning, spun him into circles, until he flopped down, Confused and hurt. Luna blinked. "Good technique!" She called. Cybela purred. "Thanks, Luna." "Alright, use Psybeam!" "Spark!" They collided, and it backlashed against the Pichu.
Knocked back five feet, he fainted. "Grr... return!" "To me!" She knelt down, and scratched Cybela's ears. "Good kitty." Cybela purred. "Thanks." "Go! Shimmer!" Rachel's next pokemon was a Beautifly. "Feraia, you're up! Use Flame Wheel!"
Each one of her tails slammed into the Beautifly, pinning it down. "Finish it! Use Flamethrower!" She spat flames in the Beautifly's face. "Agh! Return!" Luna nodded. "Badass, Glitchgirl." Feraia purred. "Thanks. I try." She sat next to Azrael.
"Agh! Fine, go! Bubbles!" Merope snarled. "Oh, she's mine." Merope jumped in, and attacked, using Night Slash. "Bubblebeam!" Rachel yelled, but it was too late. Merope had struck, and the aura made the wounds glow black. "Grr... use Water Pulse!"
It hit Merope, who used Night Slash again to stir the water up until she was free from the vortex. "Merope! Use Faint Attack!" She phased behind the Marill, and clamped down hard until the Marill fainted. "Return!" She tossed out another pokeball as Luna hugged Merope. "Go! Sunshine!" It was a Mareep. Luna froze.
"Star! Luna, you ugly freak! Get away from her! Star, use thundershock!" Luna scrabbled back, and screamed as the attack hit her. Seeing Morgan start this, the other children ganged up on her with their pokemon. Ignoring Azrael, they focused their attacks on Luna." Azrael saw the look in her eyes, and was about to fight, when Nyeros stepped forward. "I saw what they did. In my mind's eye, I saw it. I will fight, dear heart."
Luna nodded. Nyeros stalked out, and faded from view—until he appeared on top of the Mareep. Flipping it over, he raked his extended claws out, slashing the skin. "Oh, no! Use Thundershock!"
Nyeros was too quick, jumping off, and swinging her by the tail with his teeth, as Azrael had done. He slammed his body into the Mareep, slashing again and again, taking all of his rage and hate at those who had harmed his mistress, his mother, his saviorout on the Mareep. He flayed her to a pulp, and stepped back. Roaring in triumph, he returned to Luna.
She stared; then her face broke into a genuine smile. "Thank you, 'Yero." He nodded. "No one fucks with you without answering to us." "Right!" Everyone agreed, even the humans. Luna began to cry. "I love you guys, all of you. And I will do the same for you, I swear." And in time, that promise would be put to use.
Rachel threw out one last pokeball. "Go! Bella!" Luna winced. "You think you can handle this, Helalyn—" But the Feebas was already using Ice Beam. "Oh, lord." The Bellossom hit back with an Absorb. "Agh! Luna!" "Helalyn!" Rachel snorted. "Why do you even care about that pokemon?! It's so stupid and ugly! It's got no chance against my Bella!"
"LUNA SAYS I'M PRETTY!" The Bellossom snickered. Her Translator buzzed. "Hear that? Luna says I'm pretty!" The Bellossom whined mockingly. "Well, Luna's an ugly bitch too, so what would she know?!" This angered the Feebas.
"Shut... up. LUNA'S PRETTIER THAN YOU'LL EVER HOPE TO BE!! AND I AM NOT UGLY! IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT I LOOK LIKE! I'M BEAUTIFUL ON THE INSIDE, AND YOU'RE SO UGLY, IT MAKES ME SICK!!" As she said this, she began to morph. "Helalyn?! HELALYN?!" Luna screamed. A beautiful humming noise was all she got. A huge dragonlike creature stood where Helalyn had stood an instant before.
"Holy crap." Luna gasped. "A Milotic. AFucking Milotic." Helalyn looked at herself. Her skin was sleek and jet-black now, and her scales shone garnet and opal. "Oh my god!" Rachel and Bella screeched. Luna regained composure. "Use Ice Beam, once more!"
She blew a stream of water, which froze upon impact on both trainer and pokemon. Grinning, Helalyn grabbed a Sharpie out of Luna's bag, and sat, while they struggled, and drew on their faces. "Who's ugly now, bitch?" Luna was amazed, as Helalyn flew towards her. "You're like Vita." She was floating. "Yeah, I can fly sorta, I guess." Luna hugged her.
"You look so pretty... I don't deserve a pokemon like this. I'm not pretty enough." The Milotic nudged her. "Bullshit. Don't you dare tell me you don't believe what you said to me, for then I would have no purpose to evolve." Luna grasped at the fat on her stomach. "But I'm fat. And ugly." The Milotic hummed.
"No. I don't care what anyone says, you're not ugly." Luna nodded, but thought, "Don't say that. You can't. None of you have ever felt ugly all the time." Helalyn followed her out of the ring. "Luna. Holy. Shit." Salem gaped. "I had fun today! We should do this again!" Luna cheered, in an attempt to not cry. "...Luna, you didn't have to do that for me." Salem whispered. Luna looked at him.
"I did, trust me. I couldn't stand one of my friends being insulted. And I don't want to see you cry." Salem stared. Then he blushed and looked away. Luna pointed toward the edge of town. "Oi, I believe that's where the Purity Tower is."
He nodded, and followed her. "Hey, Vita? I was wondering... who were the Espeon and Umbreon who gave power to the sun and moon?" Vita sighed. "I have no idea; I was born after the Great War. Suicune is the first; she might know. We'll see." Luna nodded, as they approached the Tower.
The first sign they got that said everything was going to hell was the note on the wall. Luna squinted to read the red, dripping message.
"Corruption has ruled over Purity. What will become of this world, godchild? What will become of our world?"