Forewords: I had originally intended this writing to be in second person, this was before I read the rules and before I had the conviction to commit my inner fantasy to digital paper. Instead I propose you read this story as if it were one of your memories.

Chapter 6: Gifts

We approached the inn and the sign came into view, I stepped forward to read it, but all I could make out was 'The Harbor Inn' in elegant lettering, similar to that on the membership card, across the top of the sign; the rest of the text being too faded to read. "Looks like nobody's used it in a while," I said turning to the girls. I waited for a moment, deciding weather or not this was a good idea after all… I turned back to the inn taking another look at the building itself, while the sign was faded, the rest of the building looked to be in pristine condition… which was odd, 'why let the sign decay yet keep the rest of the building in such good condition,' I thought to myself as I scratched my jaw.

Jess grabbed her shoulders and shivered, "This place gives me the creeps for some reason… But I can't put my finger on why… I mean, it looks nice enough…" Jess said, voicing aloud what we had all been thinking. For some reason this place just felt foreboding. Which went contrary to everything we had heard about the inn so far, making the feeling even stranger.

I sighed and nodded my head, "Yeah I feel it too… but there's not much we can do now," I said inserting my key, which I half expected wouldn't work, into the doorknob. I took a deep breath and turned the key, hearing the click of the lock as the key rotated the tumblers. 'At least the key works…' I thought to myself as I turned the handle. I opened the door and was greeted by a sharply dressed brown haired man wearing sunglasses. I was startled, but not overly surprised, I merely assumed that this was another member who was using the inn at the time. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize that the inn was being used currently," I said as I began to shut the door.

"No, no you're fine. See, I work here, keep the inn nice and neat just incase a member decides to use it. Sadly we haven't had a visitor in quite some time after… You know what never mind, how can I help you settle in?" He said in a slightly frantic tone, clearly trying to hide something.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked around; as expected the room looked like one would imagine a very prestigious inn to appear, a large king sized bed sat to my right, butting up against the wall. It's headboard was parallel to my line of sight so I couldn't get a good look at it, however, the posts I could see were made of some sort of elegantly carved dark wood, almost black in fact, with a varnish that made it shine lightly. Looking past the bed to the far right corner of the room, there was a small kitchen, complete with a fridge, a sink, and a stove with a cabinet doubtlessly filled with pots and pans. Moving my eyes to the left, the man astutely moved out of my line of sight to allow me to see the breathtaking view of the ocean through the window in the center of the back wall, sunlight glinting off of the waves and silhouetting islands and ships in the distance gloriously. Continuing my sweep of the room, in the far left corner there was a small bookcase with several archaic and slightly faded volumes, next to a large television sitting atop a small cabinet, most likely filled with old movies. In front of the television there was a mid sized dining table, which looked like it could expand in order to accommodate more guests, with a single chair on it's left side; obviously he hadn't been expecting guests. He saw me eyeing the table and mumbled something about needing more chairs while pushing his sunglasses further up his nose. Ignoring him, I finished my sweep of the room and there was a rather old and wild looking fichus in the corner immediately to my left.

I turned back to our host and said, "So," making him jump slightly, his nervousness evident. "Besides the chairs, everything looks fine, I just have one question."

At first, he was relived… But once I mentioned that I had a question, I saw a bead of sweat run down the side of his face. "What is it that you want to know?" he asked, barely hiding his trepidation, "I will answer it the best that I can and then retrieve the extra chairs… How many will you be needing?" he continued, clearly attempting to change the subject.

Anticipating this tactic I had already calculated the number of chairs, "I'm going to need five more. Now for my question." He was still smiling, but the rest of his face looked defeated. "When was the last time somebody spent the night here?"

He sighed, "The last time somebody has slept in that bed, other than me, was fifty years ago… However, we have had many guests in that timeframe… Just none of them slept…" he said reluctantly.

"And why would that be?" I asked crossing my arms.

"Because they were nothing but superstitious fools," he said letting a bit of vitriol enter his voice. He shrank back as if he did something wrong, but straightened as he saw the look of indifferent approval on his face and continued, "Fifty years ago, a man who was staying in this room… Who just so happened to be using that very membership card, disappeared from this inn in the middle of the night. All of his things were still here when somebody finally came to check on him. It just looked like he had vanished right out of the bed, not even disturbing the covers… We naturally launched a full investigation, but he was never found… Don't worry though, I have been staying here for the better part of twenty-five years and not once have I disappeared."

I nodded and uncrossed my arms, "Well then, it seems that we have nothing to worry about, I'll be more than happy to stay here whenever I am in town."

The expression on his face lightened and he practically skipped out to fetch the other chairs. I turned towards my girls and sister and motioned for them to come in, allowing Bluebell to curl around me and smacking Jess on the ass as she walked in. No sooner than when we were all in the room did I hear a mutual grumble emanate from all of our stomachs. My sister started to dig through her pack, but I stopped her and walked over to the fridge. "Weather this fridge has food or not, you are all getting a home-cooked meal tonight," making Bluebell's, Onyx's, Holly's, and my sister's faces light up with joy. I opened the fridge and did a double-take, Inside was filled with pristine looking fruits and vegetables, plus ten or eleven high quality looking Miltank steaks, which I franticly turned over searching for a label to see where they were from.

The gentleman came back in with a ladder and saw me eyeing the steaks with trepidation, "Don't worry, they were all made in this country," he said, calming my fears as I put my hand on my chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"How does that make it any better, I mean that is still Pokèmon meat right?" Jess said with a worried tone.

"Don't worry Jess, here in Sinnoh it is illegal to kill a Pokèmon for any reason other than self defense, not even for farming purposes. So the farmers have to wait for the Miltanks to die of natural causes and for them to agree to give up their bodies… Hell they're practically treated like royalty while their alive!" I said truthfully. She turned skeptically to my sister who gave Jess a nod of agreement, making the frown on her face fade.

"Ok then it's settled," I said as the employee set up the ladder, pushing open the access hatch to the attic. Jess helped him set up and I waited patiently. When all was said and done I continued, "You're welcome to stay and eat with us if you want sir."

"No, no I'm fine, I've eaten here for the past year and a half waiting for the next customer… I think I'll eat out for once." He said whimsically, closing the hatch to the attic.

I nodded, "Alright then, is anyone here a vegetarian?" I asked inquisitively.

My sister and Amy raised their hands.

"Oh put your hand down sis, you claim to be a vegetarian but every time I make steak you always eat one, and if Amy is anything like you, then I should just make one for her too." I said, making both of them blush and reluctantly put their hands down. The inn employee took this opportunity to slip out of the door with the ladder, closing it behind him, and I began to get out the things I needed: eight steaks, olive oil, wild rice, salt, pepper, various other herbs, spices, and vegetables, a medium-large pot, a large pan, and eight plates. Everyone sat down at the dinner table to talk amongst themselves as I began cooking. I put a tablespoon or two of salt in the pot and filled it half way with hot water, placing it on the stove and turning on the burner. I put in four cups of wild rice and covered the pot with a lid, turning my attention to the steaks. I turned on a second burner and put the pan over it, pouring a small bit of olive oil in and swishing it around till it coated the bottom. I felt the steak and, as expected from the royal treatment they received while alive, they were already fairly tender. I beat them with a mallet anyways, bringing them to a melt-in-your-mouth tenderness, before chopping an onion and several cloves of garlic. I rubbed each steak with garlic, salt, and pepper; kneading the spice into the meat as I impatiently used thermokinesis to bring the rice to a boil, cracking the lid slightly and turning on the overhead fan. I needed to wait for the rice to finish cooking so I took the opportunity to wash my hands and find the tongs and spatula.

"Ok, I don't get it," Jess said in the background as I rummaged through the cabinets, "Where the hell did your brother learn to cook like that?"

"When he was a kid, and before his training with dad began, he used to help our mom in the kitchen," my sister answered with an air of nostalgia. "You can think of him like the ultimate destroyer of the male stereotype, Sure he's big and strong, but he's usually harmless if you disregard his triggers and temper… He's more likely to try and talk his way out of a fight than to actually throwing a punch; unless they call him a half-breed of course, then its anybody's guess what he does. And although he does try and hide his emotions from people, once you get to know him he's one of the most sensitive people you'll ever meet; as you girls have probably seen by now… He also just so happens to be a better cook then most women I've met."

"Hey, I can't claim credit for that last one… Mom taught me everything I know," I said as I drained the rice and spread a thin layer of it evenly on the bottom of each plate. "Hell, she could get a job at any five star restaurant she wanted, I'm nothing compared to her…" I continued with a dreamy smile as I lay one of the steaks into the pan with a mighty sizzle.

"He also tries to make himself humble, which I admire. But I will still always take his cooking over mine any day… Bro their going to get all greasy if you keep cooking them like that!" my sister said, sounding slightly concerned.

"Hey, it's not like I have a grill to work with, cut me some slack I'm doing the best I can." I said as I tuned over the steak, releasing its tantalizing odor into the room; making everyone's mouths water. I cut into the steak slightly to see how it was cooking, and too my pleasure it was finished: cooked through, brown on the outside yet pink at the center, medium; just the way I like it. I pulled the steak and placed it on one of the plates, laying it directly on the bed of rice that I made. I waited ten seconds and flipped it, allowing the rice to soak up all the grease. I repeated the process with the other steaks as Amy distributed them around the table, all the while Jess was tampering with the salt shaker for some reason. She finished what ever she had been doing and quickly scattered a bit of salt on a few steaks for Arceus knows why.

Ignoring Jess' antics, I sat down in the same chair as Bluebell; who wrapped herself around me once, placing her head on my shoulder and her eyes firmly on her steak. Jess and my sister commandeered the chairs closest to me and the rest of the girls distributed themselves randomly around the table. I chuckled as I saw Onyx, as her head barely poked over the lip of the table when she was sitting down. She stood on her hindpaws and placed her forepaws on the table, wagging her tail and licking her lips as she eyed her steak.

We all said a quick prayer, during which time I used my psi to cut up Holly's, Onyx's, and Bluebell's steaks for them. We began eating and Bluebell whispered that something was wrong with the salt shaker, warning me not to use it as I fed her a piece of steak. I eyed Jess with a bit of suspicion and she stuck out her tongue playfully.

The steaks and rice pulled a half-Houdini, vanishing in seconds, except they didn't re-appear. I collected the dishes, which had practically been licked clean, and placed them in the sink with the pot and pan; filling the sink half way with water and allowing everything to soak for a while as we all sat down and watched some TV. About ten minutes later I decided that I should get the dishes done and got up from the table reluctantly.

As I finished the dishes, most of the girls came up and gave me a hug, saying that they had decided to turn in early… Which was strange considering the fact that it was about four in the afternoon. I nodded and suspected the culprit, snagging the salt shaker as they walked away, I rolled some of the salt in-between my fingers and smelled… 'Sleeping powder… So that's what Jess was up to…' I thought with a smirk, dumping out the salt into the trashcan and turning to look at Jess, who was, to my surprise, busy whispering to Bluebell. They both abruptly turned and faced me, a look of intense passion in their eyes, which could only mean one thing… My heart started racing; truthfully, I had wanted to be double-teamed by these two ever since the make out session I had with Jess by the campfire, ever since I felt the true depth of her love. The other girls were still half-awake when Bluebell and Jess carried me over to an empty spot on the bed, practically ripping my clothes off as they did so. I sat on the bed as Bluebell curled her way around Jess, using her nimble scales to part Jess' feathers and expose her gorgeous form to my eyes once more. My heart pounded as they pushed me onto my back, working together to slide off my underwear with a mutual giggle before taking their positions on either side of me; Bluebell wrapped her cool skinned nimble tail around my left leg, taking the side closest to my heart; Jess locked her leg lovingly around mine, taking the right side. They laid themselves on my arms and locked their eyes on me with love and passion as the weak protests from the others turned into gentle breathing and snoring.

I wrapped my arms around each of them, caressing them gently as I pulled them closer, deepening the intimacy as our warm bodies pressed up against each other. The combined feeling of Jess' feathers and Bluebell's scales on my sides made me moan in pleasure as I turned to my left, taking Bluebell's serpentine ribbon into my mouth; making her tighten the hold she had on my leg. My tongue slid past her scaly lips and into her mouth as her tongue curled its way around mine passionately. We broke for air and I turned to Jess, who approached my head from an angle, pulling me into a deep kiss as our tongues started their slow battle for supremacy; slipping and sliding around each other in a blissful caress. Jess placed her hand on the back of my head and deepened our kiss further, causing both of us to moan in pleasure. We reluctantly separated for air and a trail of saliva connected our mouths as we exhaled steamily. I cupped their heads in my hands and brought both of them together to my lips, accepting both of their tongues into my mouth. I felt Jess' tongue slide over mine while Bluebell's dexterous forked tongue wound itself around both of ours. My eyes rolled back in my head, and my eyelids fluttered with ecstasy as Jess dug her nails into my chest, making me moan once more into our kiss. We parted for air and I ran my hand down Bluebell's smooth stomach, reaching her sopping slit as she tightened her grip on my leg. I teased her with a devious grin as I lightly rubbed back and forth along her pining pussy, grasping a hold of one of Jess' tits and playing with it, causing both of them to moan rapturously. With every pass of my fingers, I pushed deeper into Bluebell's yearning sheath as Jess began to lightly stroke my lance; my hand still cosseting her bust zealously. My hand was half way into Bluebell when she grew weary of my teasing, she unraveled herself from my leg and Jess relinquished her grasp on my cock as Bluebell slowly impaled herself on my length; locking eyes with me with flushed scales as her tropic breath caressed my skin. I rocked my hips from side to side as she fervidly rode my shaft. I moaned in passion as I relinquished my restraint, allowing myself to be enveloped by Bluebell's tender infatuation. I lay my head back and rocked it slowly side to side, eyes closed in rapture. Jess took my head as it rocked her way and slid her tongue lasciviously into my mouth, I relinquished her breast and ran my hand through her hair. I gently clasped her head and deepened our kiss, muffling my roars of nirvana as Bluebell and I neared climax. Bluebell began violently thrusting downwards onto my cock as our souls once more became one and the world fell away. I instinctively connected my mind with Bluebell's, creating a bridge that ferried the pleasure that each of us were feeling. We felt both ourselves and each other, I felt not only the ecstasy that she was giving me, but that which I was giving her; and from her shriek of euphoria, I could tell that she felt likewise. As our hearts and minds beat as one, as we both tore asunder the remaining shreds of restraint, as our souls burned together brighter than ever before, I realized that I had just breached the door to a whole new plane of ecstasy.

I cried out weakly into Jess' mouth as Bluebell hissed in a state of divine bliss, we were both in too much pleasure to express it through sound; and if we would have been able to, I'm certain that it would've shaken the entire world. She collapsed limply, her head landing lightly on my shoulder as I shot bead after bead of my ravished semen into her. I broke from Jess' kiss for breath, panting heavily as my eyes and eyelids fluttered, struggling to remain conscious in the wake of the unparalleled amount of pleasure that I had been subjected to.

I finally regained control and turned to face Jess as Bluebell slid both off my shaft and into a daze, babbling sweet nothings into my ear incoherently. To my surprise, Jess looked shy: avoiding my gaze as it fell upon her face.

"M…Master?" she said with a look of profound love and sorrow in her eyes, "I… I don't want to just have sex with you…" I blinked in disbelief as she broke my gaze once more, blushing even through her feathers. "I… Want… I want what you and Bluebell have… I want to make love to you…" she said, placing her hand over my heart.

"So," I said panting, "My words at the Pokèmon Center did touch your heart after all… I can understand your trepidation, for even love has a price…" she nodded knowingly and I continued, "A bond is formed when souls combine… One that if severed is more deadly than any plague known to man or Pokèmon… The loss of one whom you have bound your soul too is the slowest and most agonizing death imaginable, stripping a person of all rational thought and replacing all emotion with a stabbing grief, for that person truly knew you just as well as you know yourself…" I pulled her on top of me and she buried her head in my chest as I felt her hot tears of passion fall upon my skin. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head, "But it is also the greatest bond ever known… When two souls truly combine, the only thing that could ever separate them is death… And because of this, the individuals become one, and will fight to the bitter end to protect their love, while also drawing strength from their passion… When souls fuse and fight as one, there is not a force in this universe that can stand against them," I said shedding tears of my own.

Jess looked up from my chest with a longing twinkle in her eyes and I pulled her up my body, wrapping my arms around her protectively as Bluebell moved her head off of my shoulder. I pulled Jess into a deep kiss as I felt her slowly open her heart, her warm body pressed up against mine. I rolled over and took my position above her, and smiled into our kiss as she wrapped her arms around my back, relinquishing yet more of her inhibition. I broke from our kiss and nibbled on her neck before moving downwards, taking one of her nipples into my mouth as she moaned softly. I kissed my way down her stomach before reaching her legs; taking her thighs in my hands I slowly spread her legs apart, a smile of loving avarice gracing my face as I ran my tongue over her folds for the first time, taking her juice into my mouth and savoring every taste, she was savory, sweet, and spicy all at the same time and I buried my face and tongue deeper into her to get a better taste. She cried out in ecstasy, wrapping her legs around my shoulders and pushing my head further into her crotch with her hands. I circled my tongue inside of her, using my fingers to both spread her lower lips and rub her clit, I hit a sensitive spot and she cried out as I gulped down her gushing orgasm. She was ready to coalesce our souls and I licked my way up her stomach after rubbing my tongue on her clit sensuously, forcing a moan from her beak. She grasped my shoulders as I reached her head and pulled me into another kiss as the back of my lance rubbed up against her dripping sheath. I slowly pushed my length in and her soul finally opened up for me. Her nails dug into my back and I thrusted, hilting as my eyes rolled back into my head. I cast off my own inhibition and bore my soul to hers, sending sparks of passion flying as my anima was devoured by her animus and our hearts began to beat as one. I could feel our souls becoming closer and closer with every thrust and moan. We broke from our kiss for air, a thick line of saliva connecting our mouths and I rocked my hips thrusting once more as she whimpered in ecstasy, arching her back into another kiss as she lightly raked her nails on my back. I could tell she was getting close and I enveloped her soul with mine, shattering all remaining inhibition as I connected our minds and shared our pleasure. She wrapped her legs around my waist, helping me thrust deeper and harder as we heightened our shared pleasure to rapturous levels. She broke from our kiss and bit into my shoulder, sending a shudder of pain and pleasure through both of our bodies as I quickened my pace. I whispered words of love into her ear and she moaned into my flesh as I felt our hearts… no… our heart, skip a beat. We felt the world fall away as our souls wound themselves into an indistinguishable beacon of passion. Once more only weak cries of nirvana escaped our mouths as we were rendered mute by the insurmountable amount of pleasure that came with our shared orgasm as I felt spurt after spurt of my hot seed well up inside of her. Jess had fallen into a daze, similar to Bluebell and I once again struggled to maintain consciousness.

I sat up and smacked my face, checking the time to clear my mind: five-fifteen p.m. 'about an hour…' I thought to myself as I turned to my soul bound beauties; to my surprise, I found that Jess had wrapped her arms around Bluebell and was grinding their pussies together as the pleasure slowly brought them out of their daze. I smiled and slid my cock between their gnashing slits, making it vibrate with my telekinesis as they cried out in rapture. Jess planted her hands on the bed and I grabbed her breasts as I bit into Jess' shoulder and linked all three of our minds. I was instantly flooded with a universe of ecstasy, if I had any defenses left then they were all blasted into oblivion as wave after wave of orgiastic pleasure rocked all three of our bodies. Bluebell and Jess both begged for more and begged for me to sever the connection at the same time, but the gargantuan ecstasy of feeling the combined pleasure of three individuals made it impossible for me to focus enough to shatter the link that I created. We cried out as our bodies were ravaged by the overwhelming bliss and one by one we started to pass out. I was the last to loose consciousness and managed to wrap the blanket around us before the world went black.

I woke up and was blinded by the evening sun shining through the open window. Jess and Bluebell were clinging tightly to my sides, their heads resting on my shoulders. I smiled and stroked Jess' head, making her nibble on my neck in her sleep. I turned and kissed Bluebell on the snout and felt her forked tongue flicker on my chin. I carefully removed my arms from under them and sat up, stretching with a grunt and closed eyes. I opened my eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light, and immediately noticed my sister glaring at me from the dining table; the TV was on and a few of the girls were busy watching a cartoon that I wasn't familiar with, but when my sister got up and furiously stomped over to the bed, they all turned to look.

My sister reached me and tired to slap me in the face, but I easily blocked her attacks, letting her wail on my forearms for a bit while she let off some steam. "I can't believe that you would drug us bro! Seriously WHAT THE FUCK?!" she roared into my face.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute; I'm not the one who put sleeping powder in the salt shaker," I said, putting up my hands.

"Oh, really? Who else would it be master chef?" she said, placing her hands on her hips.

I flicked out my thumb in Jess' direction and Amy face-palmed saying, "I did see her messing with the salt… But I didn't think anything of it at the time…"

My sister blushed and apologized, and I forgave her with a laugh. I happened to glance over my shoulder and I saw Celest, still laying where she had been when she turned in. I thought at first that she was asleep, but her eyes were open and moving; "Ummm, someone want to explain what's up with Celest?" I asked, slightly concerned.

My sister blushed even brighter, piquing my interest as Amy walked over and stood beside her. "Apparently, Jess spiked the salt shaker with more than just sleeping powder. She said that she woke up while you guys were having your little three-way and found herself unable to move," Amy said, shaking her head at Jess.

'Paralyzing powder,' I thought after a moment of contemplation, "But that still doesn't explain why Celest is still paralyzed…" I said, brainstorming.

I snapped back to reality as I heard Celest's voice from behind, "I… I used a lot of salt…" she mumbled blushing.

"So, you can talk… That's good, that means that there most likely won't be any permanent damage. I have to ask, when exactly did you wake up?"

Celest was about to tell me when my sister beat her to it, "Around the time that Bluebell's screams of ecstasy turned into quiet moans, if I'm not mistaken you finished soon after. What happened bro, you loose your touch," she said, trying to poke fun at me.

I smirked, noticing a chance to show off and mess with my sister, "Actually sis, we were in so much pleasure that we could barely breath, let alone shriek. Hell I doubt that this inn would still be standing if we could've expressed the amount of bliss we were feeling," I said, as a look of stoic disbelief crossed her face, "But the real question is why my own sister sat and listened to a story about her brother and two beautiful women passionately making love in the very same room, the same bed in fact, where she slept unaware…" I continued with a devious smile.

She blushed bright red and looked away, "It's not like I wanted to hear about your sex life, but I thought that it-"

Amy interjected with a laugh, "Please sis, I saw your hand slip in your panties as Celest described how thorough your brother was, you played with yourself for most of the story as a matter of fact… I was going to help you out, but it looked as if you were enjoying yourself when I saw how wet your panties became," My sister's jaw dropped and she practically turned purple. "And by the time Celest finished her little story, you were covered in your own sweat and juice," Amy said smugly, playing along with my banter.

My sister's face was about as flushed as humanly possible, and I was thankful that Amy decided to play along. "Wow sis, I never knew you were in to that sort of thing," I teased.

"WHAT SORT OF THING," she roared furiously.

"Why, listening to the sexual exploits of your brother of course," I said with a devilish smile, "I know I'm a bit of a stud but still, I am your brother you know. This is a bit awkward for me."

She growled and continued to shout, "OH YEAH, DON'T TRY AND CHANGE THE SUBJECT BRO. I WASN'T THE ONE WHO FAILED TO PLEASURE JESS AND BLUEBELL!"

"He didn't fail to please me," Jess said, sitting up and wrapping her arms around my body.

"Me either," Bluebell said with a yawn, curling around both me and Jess, "It was magical… I've never felt so much pleasure before in my life…" Bluebell continued and Jess nodded.

"And to think, it was by instinct and accident that I linked us up in the first place," I said, scratching Bluebell's chin as the color drained from my sisters face.

"Well thank Arceus you figured it out master, because your soul was beautiful," Jess said, burying her head in my chest.

"When you say 'linked up' do you mean what I think you do?" my sister asked, pale.

All three of us nodded and my sister blushed once more. "I uhhh… I have to go to the bathroom," my sister proclaimed nervously. She looked around franticly and bolted for the door saying, "Of all the things for an inn not to have, why does this one not have a bathroom?" making all of us laugh.

I gave Celest a Cherri Berry and in a few minuets she was able to move around again, although she said it felt like her entire body was waking up at once, similar to when you sleep on your arm wrong… So naturally we all had to spend about ten minuets poking her. My sister came back in the room and it looked like she calmed down.

"Have fun?" I asked, sticking out my tongue.

She growled, "If you want your present then you'll stop teasi-"

"I'm sorry," I interrupted, dropping to my knees and clasping my hands as if begging for mercy. Jess, Amy, and Celest looked very confused at my sudden change in demeanor and Bluebell explained that my sister gives amazing presents (by now, all of us were quite sure that mind reading played a big part in her gift giving prowess, although we didn't really care).

"That's better," she said smiling. She pulled a Premier Ball (her pokèball of choice) out of her pack and tossed it to me.

"You know I don't like receiving Pokèmon as gifts… But since Holly turned out to be such a blessing, I think I'll make another exception."

"This one actually requested to be your partner. He only joined me to get to you…" my sister said cryptically.

"Wait… he?!" I said in disbelief.

"Yeah, I'm as shocked as you… but he said something about you being a possible candidate to wield him," she said objectively.

I pressed the button and threw up the Premier Ball. In front of me materialized what appeared to be a medieval broadsword typical of the Kalos region, complete with an elaborate sheath and a blue ribbon trailing from the hilt. It levitated in mid air and turned what I guess could be called it's face, towards me; a blue cat's-eye gem was imbedded in the center of the hilt and it swiveled around as if taking in the surroundings, fixing itself firmly on me after a few moments. "Ummm, sis. Mind explaining to me why there was a magical floating sword inside of this pokèball?" I said, not taking my eyes off of the creature.

"Oh yeah, I guess you wouldn't be familiar with his species," she said, blushing slightly. She linked up my watch to her Pokèdex and updated my database; after a few seconds the update was complete and I scanned the floating weapon before me.

"So, he's a Honedge huh… Interesting, it says here that his species are created when the soul of a fallen warrior chooses to inhabit it's blade…" I said, my interest defiantly piqued.

"Yeah, they can be found all over the place on or near ancient battlegrounds and burial grounds, it makes excavating ruins a bit dangerous as a matter of fact, they actively maintain themselves, sharpening their own blades as necessary," my sister said with a stretch.

"So did you find him when you were helping one of your professors excavate a ruin of some sort?" I asked, knowing that she was in training to become an archeologist.

"You could say that… Although it was less of a ruin and more of a half collapsed castle sitting in the middle of a giant cave," she explained with a sparkle in her eye.

"You've got to be kidding me, that sounds like it's the remains of the bad guy's castle from some fairy tale," I said in disbelief.

"You actually could say that, while most of the history books forget this place, and no road will take you there, it has been proven to be the castle of an ancient warlord who would've succeeded in conquering all of the Kalos region had it not been for a single warrior taking his head before he could set his plan in motion… The castle partially collapsed in the battle and the warrior lost his life in the process, but his descendants are still keeping his story alive… Get this, some of them are half-breeds like us and the all of them funded our excavation of the castle," My sister said with a dreamy look on her face. "We found him fighting with another of his kind in the throne room, and from the looks of things, they had been fighting since the moment they could move. We accidentally triggered a trap, causing a small explosion and a moderate sized cave in that shattered the other blade into a million pieces. He calmed down and sheathed himself, closing his eye after he was sure that his enemy wasn't coming back. I went over and grabbed his handle… Which was a terrible ideas because no sooner had my hand closed around the grip did he wrapped that cloth around my wrist, trapping me as he drained away my life-force. I probably would've been a goner if he hadn't found you in my mind. He stopped draining my life and demanded that I tell him everything about you: deciding that he would spare my life and join me so long as I would take him to you… he means to test your worthiness to weald him, and he won't hold back."

He began to unsheathe himself, but I held up a hand, "I'd rather not destroy this inn," I said as I walked over to him, "instead, let us meet on a less destructible battleground. As I understand it, you can communicate and even attack with your mind" I said as I walked over to it. "I challenge you to a duel of wit and mental prowess," I continued as I grasped the handle of the sword. The cloth trialing form the pommel wrapped itself around my wrist and I felt his spirit lash out, attempting to drain my life-force. I resisted the vampiric effect using the force of my will just as my father taught me so many years ago, pushing away his onslaught before viewing, analyzing, and striking at the weak points of his mental barrier. I barely managed to fight off a counter attack as his astounding force of willpower swept over my psionic barricade. I saw quickly that he had no formal training in psychic warfare, for if he had I would've buckled under the enormity of his strength of mind. It took me about an hour to finally wear him down enough to launch an attack that succeeded in breaking through his mental defenses. Once I was inside of his consciousness, I showed no mercy: quickly crippling his mind to the point where retaliation was impossible. He fought hard to regain control for fifteen more minutes and admitted defeat, speaking in our minds with a deep booming voice.

"You have bested me… Master… I am yours to wield," he said, almost joyously as I felt hundreds of years worth of battle experience stream into my mind from his consciousness.

"Woah," I said as a crazy smile crossed my face. I slowly drew his mirror polished blade from its sheath and held him aloft, pointing the tip of the sword at the wild fichus in the corner of the room. I raised him above my head and swung downward using his ancient battle knowledge and extreme speed, splitting a single leaf off of the tiny tree from over five meters away. I received a standing ovation from Jess and Amy, while the others just gawked in disbelief.

"Yes… Yes, I knew you would be able to wield me properly," he said as a sparkle entered his eye.

I chuckled and let go of his handle, allowing him to hover in mid air as I strapped his sheath to my backpack. "So sword, do you have a name?" I asked with a grunt as I tightened the final strap.

"When I was alive, I was known as the warrior Zaelot… I believe the same name should serve me here," he said as I was transferring the data chip from my sister's premier ball into one of my luxury balls, I finished the delicate operation and nodded, sliding him into his sheath as he yawned in our minds.

His pupil disappeared from the gem, telling me that he had fallen asleep and I snagged the rings that I had bought earlier from my bag carefully so not to wake him. I turned to Bluebell and dropped down on one knee, taking her tail in my hand. I held up the ring and her jaw dropped, "Bluebell, I know already accepted your proposal, but allow me the pleasure of making our engagement official." I used my telekinesis to shape one of the rings so that it would fit on her left fang and slid it up her great tooth slowly, crimping it in place a few centimeters below her lip with the line of diamonds facing outwards. She grabbed the other ring with her tongue and used it to slide my ring on my left ring finger, all the while crying tears of joy. She finished adjusting the ring, allowing the diamonds to shine in the fading sunlight, and wrapped herself around me so tightly that I could barely breath, pulling me into a kiss as she sobbed with joy. She unraveled herself from my body and I realized that I had been walking around naked for the past hour and a half. I snagged a pair of underwear, a black tank top, and a pair of black fleece pajama pants before crawling into the center of the bed. Bluebell once again took her position on my left side, and Jess on my right. Onyx jumped onto my stomach and curled into a ball, purring loudly as I scratched her head. My sister wrapped her arm around Bluebell, placing her other arm underneath her pillow, and Amy snuggled up against Jess in a similar fashion. Celest stretched herself out across the foot of the bed, wrapping a wing around Holly as she let out a small puff of smoke and fell asleep. As I began to drift off to sleep, I opened my eyes and saw an odd looking shadow moving slowly from the window towards the bed, but before I could question it further, a wave of intense fatigue swept over me, and my eyes closed in the blissful embrace of sleep as the shadow appeared to take a solid form.

Sooooooooo sorry that this chapter took so long to put out. It is the last week of school so I've been pretty busy with final projects and all… Plus I'm an anime hound and a known procrastinator. I also had my heart broken so I had to take a few days off to recover, seeing as I was unable to successfully maintain the same passion that I usually write with. Long story short, I attempted to get back together with an old girlfriend and… I found that I had become a man while she remained a girl. She didn't return the love that I attempted to show her and it shattered me because I finally thought that I had found someone with whom I could express the ocean of passion that flows through my veins… I'm better now though, and my will to write is stronger. I will try and put in a good hour or two every day in my writing, but I would rather take a week and put out an amazing chapter than take a day and put out crap. Thank you for all of your patience and I hope that you have enjoyed the chapter.