A/N: I have noticed a couple norms in my stories. Number 1 is that there's always a character that's a charmander, charmeleon, or charizard in my stories. Number 2 is that my worlds seem to be populated with forests that are empty of other Pokemon or humans. I suppose I should work on that…

Anyways, in this chapter I've tried to introduce prejudice, or something. Again, I hate describing how people look, and quite frankly when I read other peoples stories I change the way their outfit looks anyways. So, just imagine the humans however you want to imagine them. Evolution is glowing white; putting on a costume is glowing yellow. Normal typing is human language, italics are pokemon language.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any characters from Pokemon. I don't own the "Valzoa" from Aedis Eclipse, although I have used some of his traits for my own character. I do not own the chaos emeralds from Sonic the Hedgehog or any Sonic character. However, I have altered the purpose and powers of chaos emeralds to suit my fanfiction stories. I do own Siran, Valzoa (the pikachu), Draklar, Azul, Muragal, Tyrant, Overlord, Razor, Firestorm, Renault, Megan, Drake, Metal (the 5.0 part), Devail, Ultimageus, Bartholomew, and the chaos badge.

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Alterimia

Megan's POV

I open my eyes and immediately put my hands in front of them. Ugh, what a horrible headache!

"Everything's all right now, Megan. You're with a friend. Nothing is going to hurt you now."

Who the hell said that? Although, his voice does sound familiar. I open my eyes again, slowly, and look at the human at my side.

I gasp in surprise. "Clarence? What are you…" I look around and notice that I'm no longer in the forest in Tyrant's arms, but in a hospital bed.

Clarence smiles at me a bit, "I found you out in the forest, trapped underneath that monster. I had to get the police to help in order to free you. We rushed you to the hospital as fast as we could, but it turns out you have only minor injuries."

Monster? "That's odd, I don't remember any monsters. By the way, did you happen to see a Tyranitar nearby where I was trapped?" I watch as he face palms his face and I realize who he's talking about. "Oh, that's what you meant. So where's the Tyranitar now?"

Clarence lifts his face from his palm and smirks, "I've given it to the authorities, they're probably going to 'put it to sleep' for putting a human's life in danger."

My face probably looked stunned, hell I feel shocked. "No don't! You don't understand-."

He cuts me off, "my dear Megan, you have nothing to fear. The love of your life is here to comfort you." He reaches towards me and I recoil back.

I yell at him, "Clarence! What the hell are you doing? I always thought of you as a friend, nothing more! Besides, aren't you in love with Ophelia anyways? How could you cheat on her?"

He slams his hand against the wall. "Don't EVER talk about her again! She left me; she left me for that stupid Feraligatr of hers. She left me for a damn Pokemon! She's a Pokephile Megan, and you know what happens to those types in the glorious city of Alterimia!"

I gape at him, "No, please no… Clarence, the three of us were best friends ever since we grew up here. You didn't reveal her secret-."

He interrupts me again; "We were never friends with one of THEM, Megan. Pokephiles aren't human, I told the police force about them and they were taken. The Feraligatr was publicly executed, and Ophelia became an outcast to this society."

I feel tears come out of my eyes, but Clarence continues harshly. "Don't cry for them, they aren't like us Megan, they aren't human." He pauses a bit, "Or maybe you cry because you are like them? Is that what it is Megan? You and that Tyranitar were out in the woods, doing it?"

I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head at that, tears still falling. Nope, not that far into the relationship idiot. He continues, "What's so funny? Are you laughing at me?!" He smacks me across the face with his hand.

I stare at him, wide-eyed. "Clarence, what the hell is your problem? You don't smack the person you supposedly love! Is this the reason Ophelia dumped you? Because you abused her?"

"Shut up!" He moves his arm to smack me again, but I grab it instead.

I'm not crying anymore and I glare at him, "You know, I used to think you were a pretty nice guy. Now I know you for the scum that you are. I'm not some innocent pansy like Ophelia was, you hit me again and I'll break what you value most." I shift my eyes down to his pants before looking him in the eyes again. I think he got my meaning.

He breaks away and sneers at me, "Fine, get your rest then. I'm going to make sure that the police get rid of that Tyranitar." He slams the door to my room.

Once again by myself, I am able to consider what happened. I know for sure that when Tyrant and I went for our little walk we were still within walking distance of the base. How did we manage to travel approximately 25 miles away?

With questions left unanswered, I access the chaos badge to inform Advisor Jenny about the situation in Alterimia. Unfortunately, she'll have to change some of the current attack plans to get us out of this predicament.

With my duty to Team Hurricane out of the way, I begin to ponder a way to help get Tyrant and me out of this situation before his execution. There's always the fast and messy way, but I think I'll only try that once all other options are exhausted. I can't afford to use up too much chaos energy, in case there's a real emergency.

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I've often wondered whatever happened to my old friends after I left Alterimia. Back then, things seemed so simple and fun. Eventually Ophelia and Clarence started to date, and I felt like a third wheel among them. I told them I would journey out into the world and explore in order to find my own person to love.

When did things go wrong between the two of you? And Ophelia, when did you get a Feraligatr?

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Tyrant's POV

I'm in a jail cell of some kind. Some heavy-duty chains bind my arms, legs, head, and tail. A muzzle of some kind covers my mouth. I can't move at all. How did this happen?

The door opens and a blonde haired young man steps in, examining me. He sneers, "So, you thought you could rape a human and get away with it, did you monster?"

I start to growl at him, and he laughs at me. "Hah, that's right. Growl, because soon you won't be making any noises at all! In Alterimia, the punishment for such a crime is death for a Pokemon!" He exits the door and leaves the building.

After he leaves I stop growling. No point in wasting my breath. Still, what happened to Megan? And how did we end up in Alterimia? If I try hard enough, maybe I'll remember the last thing that happened last night.

Hmm, let's see. I was out in the forest having a picnic with Megan; we talked for hours since Jenny hadn't announced the new attack plans yet. She cuddled up next to me and fell asleep. I started to fall asleep as well… That doesn't make any sense at all! How did we get from the forest to this place? There must be something I'm missing but I'm not sure what.

Oh well, that's in the past anyways. I need to figure out a way to get out of here and find Megan. Hmm? Well what do you know, another visitor?

I hear the door unlock and someone walks in quietly. She walks over to me and speaks, "okay, stay quiet and I'll get you out of here in a bit. Let me just unlock your shackles. The guards said that you were going to be executed in front of the town today at noon. We have to get out of here before then."

After she takes off the muzzle I ask her, "Why are you helping me?"

She gasps, "You, you can talk?"

I roll my eyes, because we don't have time for this. "Yeah, translators are awesome; now how do we get out of here?"

She hesitates a bit, "Well… I was thinking about sneaking you out in a pokeball." I growl at that and she trembles a bit. "Well, you know, it's the best idea I can come up with. Do you have any better ideas?"

I think for a moment, and suddenly a memory comes to mind. I see Jenny in my mind changing into and out of her Arcanine form. "I think so, let me try something."

I ask the chaos badge if it can give me a human disguise. It reacts and suddenly the girl is a lot taller than she used to be. Oh wait, I'm shorter.

The girl whistles, "Wow, that's really cool! I wish I could do that… Oh! Uh, anyways, let's sneak out of here."

We walk out of the door and start moving through the city, towards the forest bordering the outside.

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Megan's POV

Clarence is stupider than I thought. If he really believed I was just going to stay in the hospital until he came back he was very much mistaken. Its not like the hospital could keep me locked up in the room when I was perfectly fine. Well ok, maybe they could try but I'd find a way out anyways.

Tyrant has a chaos badge with him, so my badge should be able to find where his is. Once I find him I can set him free, and then we can figure out how to go from there. Hmm… That's odd, his signal's moving. Either they're transferring him, or he's managed to escape.

I start a brisk walk in the direction of the signal, which happens to be the forest edge. I notice people take a glance in my direction, but thankfully they don't see anything out of the ordinary.

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Tyrant's POV

We enter the forest and I decide to ask her a few questions. "You never said the reason why you were helping me Miss…?"

The girl responds, "My name's Ophelia. As for why I'm helping you? You were imprisoned for supposedly raping a girl. While that may be a possibility, the more likely reason is that the two of you are in love. Alterimia City is extremely against such pairings, and so they execute the Pokemon saying that a monster has to be put down."

Between what she says and reading her emotions, connecting the dots is child's play. "I'm sorry for the loss of your loved one."

She stumbles before standing straight again, "Thank you. So what is the girl you love like?"

I give a little cough before saying, "I don't know if love is the right word… But she's a nice human to be around. She can have a fiery attitude and doesn't let anything stop her from getting what she wants if she puts a mind to it. I'm not exactly sure why she likes to hang around with me though."

A familiar voice says, "Oh, I dunno. Could it be that you're smart, ruggedly handsome, and sexy? Not to mention your personality isn't half bad considering what I've heard about Tyranitars."

I turn around and watch as Megan approaches us calmly. She gives me a hug and takes a look at me, "You know, I like you better as a Tyranitar. This generic human look doesn't do you justice at all."

Ophelia nearby pipes up, "Megan? Is that really you?"

Megan lets go of me and embraces her, "Ophelia, it's been ages! I'm so glad you haven't changed into some weird scumbag like Clarence has. Oh, and what's this I heard about you being into Feraligatrs?"

Ophelia sniffs indignantly a little, "Hmph! You may run up to any Tyranitar you see, but I truly loved my Feraligatr. He was the greatest."

Megan nods enthusiastically, "So tell us about him. It might help if you told someone else about him, then we can all remember what a great guy he was. Besides, I need to compare him to Tyrant here."

Ophelia asks the question I was thinking, "But how will you guys remember him? Its not like you have any memories of him."

Megan smacks her head, "Oh right, here, let me copy your memory into a memory crystal. Then we can all experience the memory. But first, let me give you a chaos badge. I've been saving one for my best friends! Although, I sure won't give one to Clarence now."

Megan hands Ophelia a chaos badge, although she doesn't seem to know what to do with it. Megan then holds her hand to Ophelia's head and a dim blue crystal appears.

Megan says, "Okay then, now we can all experience the memory as if we were reliving it. And now that you have a chaos badge, Ophelia, you might be able to understand anything the Feraligatr said to you."

The crystal glows bright and the world around us changes scenery.

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Present day Ophelia's POV. Reliving the Memories.

I see myself running through the forest. It is pouring heavily and noisily. This must have been the first time Clarence had beaten me. I didn't know where I was going but I knew I just had to get away. Then I see my past-self run into something and fall back into the mud.

That something is the Feraligatr I loved. He bends down and calmly says, "Easy there, you could have hurt yourself."

The memory pauses and I come to a realization. I can understand what he says this time! There's no growling or anything, just a lovely roughness to his voice!

The memory resumes, and I see myself backing away on the mud while shrieking, "Please! Don't hurt me! I'm sorry I bumped into you! I'll just be going now!" She tries to stand back up but then slips back into the mud. Oh Arceus, was I really that big a klutz?

Feraligatr bends down and carries me over to the trunk of a tree. At first I saw myself struggling, but then she relaxed. Feraligatr whispered, "You're soaking wet. I'm afraid that I cannot keep you dry, but I'll try to keep you warm."

He hugs her and uses his body as a windbreaker and shelter from the rain. She didn't understand what he said, but she appreciated the gesture. She said, "Oh, tha-thank you."

Feraligatr… I miss you so much. Oh, the scenery is changing again. This memory appears to be about 6 months later. I wonder why it skipped ahead so much? I see my past self, sitting on his lap in the forest enjoying a picnic. The memory pauses and I hear Megan's voice in the background, "You mean to tell me you guys had a picnic, too? Now I feel like such a copycat." Ah, right. Megan would want to know only the interesting parts.

The memory resumes again and I hear my past-self speak, "It feels so perfect, being here with you. I wish today would never end."

Feraligatr mumbles, "As long as you're happy."

She turns to him and laughs, "Thank you, Feraligatr, for being my friend."

He smiles at her and she smiles back. Slowly she pulls herself up to his neck and looks him in the eyes, "The truth is… I think I love you." She starts to kiss him on his scaly lips and blushes.

He sits there looking rather stunned and my past self is afraid that she might have scared him. She says, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't ask if you felt the same way."

He responds by holding her tight against him and slowly and carefully rubs his face against hers. He says, "I love you too, Ophelia." And he doesn't have to say anything else.

The memory jumps abruptly ahead. I see Clarence and my past-self arguing. He tells her, "Ophelia, I saw you in the forest with that Feraligatr. You know that it's my responsibility to tell the city of Alterimia. That monster needs to be executed in the square."

I see myself begging him, "No, don't please! I'll do anything, just spare his life!"

Clarence frowns before answering, "All right then, go to him one last time and say all of the most hateful things you can think about him. Really hateful things, he has to believe that you truly do hate him. That way he won't try coming back for you. If you fail to discourage him I will have to go and report this as a service to the city before he becomes a real problem on our hands.

She nods, "I understand."

The scene fast-forwards to the last time I ever heard him. I remember not being convincing enough to persuade him. He was caught just outside of Clarence's house.

My past-self is crying and starts to turn towards Feraligatr but Clarence stops me, "Do not gaze at him, I know you tried your hardest to persuade him to leave but he just won't let go of you. Now do you see what Alterimia warns us about? That Feraligatr is only interested in you as a potential mate. It doesn't have any feelings or emotions; it's just a wild beast. See how it roars? It's fighting for dominance over you!"

I was very scared, and Clarence had been my best friend for a long time. I thought that maybe he was turning back into the way he used to be so I naively believed him.

Feraligatr roars behind me, "Please, Ophelia. Look at me! I love you, I really do! Please, respond! Turn around, do something! Please… I thought you were just joking about never wanting to see me again. Are you really so disgusted with me that you refuse to even look at me? Did I do something to cause you great harm? If I did, I'm so truly sorry! Please, let me see your face one last time!"

Oh Mew, I thought he hated me. I thought his roars were cursing me to the skies with hatred. All this time I never realize that those weren't roars of rage, but roars of desperate pleadings. And I never looked at him.

The memory flashes and he's standing on top of a platform. Clarence holds my past-self tight as the guillotine severs my love's neck.

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Tyrant's POV

Ophelia breaks down, crying. Megan looks stunned for a moment and then holds onto me tighter. I'm seething with rage! I am going to enjoy destroying this damn city!

I take off my generic costume and start stomping back towards the city. Megan grabs my arm before I can walk further, "Hold on now, Jenny says that the rest of our army getting into position. We wouldn't want to get this party started too soon right?"

She winks at me and I feel myself calming down a bit. She walks back and pulls up a virtual screen, "I would like to send an inquiry to the University. Check for any feraligatrs that may have been emergency teleported from the general area of Alterimia from six months ago."

The screen responds two seconds later, "One feraligatr confirmed. Subject's name is Bartholomew, he is currently in a depression and does not wish to be disturbed."

Megan exclaims, "No way! Admin Bartholomew? Wow, he's a legend! Oh uh, is there a way to contact him?"

The screen replies, "What would you put in your message?"

Megan looks at Ophelia who's still crying before responding, "Tell him that I've found Ophelia here and she's mourning his death pretty severely. If that doesn't make any sense to him I send my apologies for disturbing him."

A legend huh? A few seconds later a pillar of light appears and a feraligatr steps out and runs to Ophelia. He picks her up and hugs her, "I'm sorry I've left you alone all this time. I thought you still hated me. I'm so sorry."

Ophelia responds, "Oh Arceus! It's a miracle! You're alive! I've missed you so much. I didn't want to hurt you but I wanted you to keep you safe. I'm so sorry; I truly do love you."

They stay together for long moments. I feel a touch at my side and Megan comes to hug me. I hug her back and play with her red hair.

Of course, the whole mood is ruined the second Clarence steps out of the shadows. He surprises us, "You are completely surrounded. You are all to be escorted back to the city where we shall execute the Pokemon. If you resist, the human girls will be shot at. And...you! I'm surprised you haven't learned your lesson from the first time whore!" He points at Ophelia angrily.

The hell I'm going to listen to this guy! But Megan stops me and says, "All right Clarence, you win. Let's head back to town then shall we?"

I look at her bewildered as we walk through the forest. Megan giving up? That's not like her at all. After taking a closer look at her emotions I realize that she's relaxed and finding this whole situation rather humorous. Now why… Oh right, that must mean the army's in position and ready to attack. They just need the right order.

As we walk through the city, some humans start throwing garbage at Bartholomew and I. Other humans look at us terrified. However, there are a few humans with their Pokemon who look at us with grief.

Approaching the platform I begin to wonder why. Then I realize that it's because they must love Pokemon as well and they're upset that the world won't let them be with their loved ones. They know that one day, it could be them walking in our steps.

Once we reach the platform Clarence tells the girls they can have their last word with us. Ophelia starts crying again and mumbles something to Bartholomew. Megan on the other hand is giving a speech to the crowds. I also notice that she, as well as several other sources, has put on a certain aura. It doesn't feel like the happiness aura back at Blemure, it feels like…

Megan interrupts my train of thought, "People of Alterimia! I am in love with this Tyranitar! He is more intelligent, more caring, more thoughtful, and sweeter than any other human I have ever met. Some of you can't seem to accept that Pokemon can be just as intelligent as you or me; some of you refuse to even acknowledge the possibility. However, I am not talking to you. I am talking to all of the people out there who know what I'm talking about. Come on up here, everyone who loves their Pokemon!"

Ah, it must be an aura of inspiration. There's no way anybody would listen to her otherwise. How very manipulative of her.

I watch as small groups of humans and Pokemon climb up to the platform with us. I see a young woman and her raichu, a teenage boy and his absol, another woman with a lucario, a… what the?! A boy and his Muk?! Huh, that's something you don't see everyday. Anyways, a decent sized group joined ours.

I could see that Clarence wanted to say something but Megan cut him off, "We are all united in our love. The rest of you can hate us, despise us, and look down on us, but that all ends today. My fellow citizens of Alterimia, the time has now come for the main event! I give you the destruction of Alterimia, City of the Pure!"

The auras abruptly fade and the group of humans and Pokemon near us teleports away via pillars of light. I notice Ophelia climbing onto Bartholomew's back before he glows white and evolves? Bartholomew grows a lot bigger and as the glowing fades he's revealed to have turned into… a Groudon?!

Megan leaps into the air yelling, "Let's get this party…" she glows yellow before transforming into a tyranitar like me. She lands with an Earthquake attack, knocking several people down and yells, "Started!"

A mere second later the city is bombarded with hyper beams. Flying-types are seen diving in-between humans and grabbing the Pokemon to safety. Razor's group is setting fires to the buildings and slicing up the humans pretty bad. Renault's doing pretty well with his instant kill strikes, too.

Heh, I don't want them to have all the fun. I Earthquake the ground and level a few buildings. Bartholomew/Groudon is using Earth Power to attack several human targets at once. He follows that up by unleashing a massive…Hydro Pump?… from his mouth. The water washes many away.

I notice that he's being very accurate with his attacks. Which actually relieves me, I've always heard that when legendaries fight they always seem to attack anybody in their way. I'm still really confused about how he evolved into a Groudon though; I need to have a long talk with Megan when this is over.

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Valzoa's POV. A conference room.

I turn to Muragal, "Well this was a setback. The almost total destruction of Alterimia wasn't exactly what I had in mind."

He replies, "True, however it would appear that we managed save our primary objectives. In addition, Bartholomew seems to have risen from his depression."

I nod, "Yes, that is good. Still, I'm wondering how Tyrant and Megan ended up in Alterimia anyways. I'm pretty sure that a Pokemon teleported them there, but for what purpose?"

He shrugs, "If it's an ally, they might have wanted us to do something about the situation in Alterimia. If it's an enemy… perhaps Lance?"

I agree reluctantly, "Possibly."

Suddenly, three blips I had under observation disappeared and reappeared approximately 40 miles away from Alterimia.

I curse out loud, "Damn it, not again. This time they've taken Azul, Metal, and Drake. I don't recognize that area though, it seems like plain woodlands."

I call up Advisor Jenny, "Could you please contact Seeker Renault? Give him these coordinates I'm sending you and tell him that Drake is located there. He should exercise caution because we don't know what's out there."

Jenny salutes me and disconnects. Muragal asks me, "So, you think Bartholomew will devolve after the battle's over?"

I snort, "Probably, sometimes evolving isn't all that its cracked up to be. Admittedly, it was interesting being a raichu for a few months, that whip-like tail was awesome, but I much prefer the small pikachu size and look. I'm sure he finds the Groudon evolution a bit awkward and bulky to be in."

Muragal grins at me, "Right, but the way I heard it, you evolved into a raichu in order to actually satisfy your mate."

I shrug at him and put my arms behind my head, "A raichu's package is bigger than a pikachu's. And she's a lot of raichu to handle."

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A/N: Because I never did Clarence's POV, you might not have gotten the specifics of what happened. Clarence was extremely upset that Ophelia was with Feraligatr, so he wanted to break them up as painfully as possible. To do this, he pretended to still be on Ophelia's side during the whole ordeal he helped create. And bad Clarence! Trying to replace Ophelia with Megan and using bad words!

As to the boy and his muk, no that wasn't Ash. Although, that would probably have had quite the interesting back story if it was.

Yeah, evolutions can get pretty crazy in my stories. So in my series, certain Pokemon can evolve into legendary Pokemon if they fulfill certain requirements. They can also possibly evolve to the third evolution, however all of those Pokemon have to at least be over level 100. Yes, I'm breaking the level barrier. Through use of the chaos badge, Pokemon also have the option to devolve into their previous evolutions. Usually they pick out their favorite evolution and stay at that one for the most part.

Why does a Feraligatr evolve into a Groudon? Because I'm sleep deprived right now! No, actually the reason is because I kind of think they look similar. And perhaps in ancient times they even had the same ancestor. Anyways, that's just what I think so I integrated that into my stories.

In my stories I try to create a world that's different from what everyone is used to, yet also have a reasonable plotline to follow it. I know this could probably be a much better story if I improved my writing skills, and I'm trying to. Reviews and constructive critique would be helpful in reaching my goal. Or if you don't have anything to say, I'll just keep plodding along like I am right now.