Hey guys, I am sorry that this is late. I had this done on Monday, but my computer cord went belly up so I had to wait for a new one. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. On to the reviews.

Monpoke: I have thought about that very thing for a long time. I was fighting with myself on whether they would adapt immediately or not. I decided that I would base it on how hard they fight to continue on as they are. In OMAA, Katlyn had the hope to keep fighting off the adaption since she thought she would return to her old self. In A New Age, Celebi specifically states that she could not change them back because it could kill them. That is why I had Jeffric pull Devin and the other's souls out first. That means that they don't get the luxury of hoping to return to normal. Also, memories has to play a big role in this theory as well since memories play a big part in our development. I didn't want those memories to disappear. That is why I slowed down the whole adaption process.

Dunstann: I figured that if Mew saw someone near her kid, that she wouldn't be the most rational creature at that moment. Since she is so highly sought out by Team Rocket, I figured that she wouldn't care about what their intentions were. As for Jeffric, he was one of the only humans to sacrifice himself for one most deemed below them. That is why Jeffric is the way he is now.

Phillip Harbindinger: In this chapter, you will see why they didn't take Teresa. I'll explain more at the end of the chapter.

Any radical change or trauma always makes for interesting subject matter, but then all stories deal, to some extent, with the disjuncture between past and present.

Damon Galgut

Chapter 5

Austin's POV

I dry heaved several times in a nearby bush before I actually threw up. Emily rushed to my side and began try helping me back to my feet. I looked at her and saw that she was starting to cry. I stumbled a bit as we made our way back to a nearby bench. I felt as if somebody had stuck a knife in my gut and twisted it.

"Do you still have Teresa's Pokéball?" she asked after I had sat down.

I barely managed a nod and weakly attempted to retrieve the ball from my belt. I somehow managed to pull the ball from my belt and handed it to Emily. She fiddled with the knob on top for a bit, before she got the thing to turn in the right direction. Once she did, she aimed it at Teresa and Teresa disappeared in a flash of light. The large capsule resealed and Emily handed it back to me.

"What are we going to do now? We can't leave him with whoever took him. Can we call the police?" Emily asked.

"We could, but what would be the use? They would just put this off onto back order. Besides, we have to find Devin before sunrise tomorrow." I said glumly. I looked down at my feet. My fear and anger were beginning quench my sadness and shock.

"Does this Great Oak mean anything to you? Maybe we can give the police a specific location." Emily asked. She didn't look or sound very hopeful, but at the moment neither was I.

"No, I've never heard of it. This world is not an exact replica from the show or games. Emily, we have got to go get him back!" I shouted.

"I know that. There has to be some way to find them!" She cried. I looked down at my feet. Everything I had argued about with Devin before seemed trivial.

"Maybe Elweard can help!" I yelled with sudden inspiration.

"Elweard, are you any good at tracking?" I asked as he was released from the confines of his Pokéball.

"Yes, Master Lee. I am an excellent tracker." the Lucario replied almost mechcanically.

"We have a problem, Teresa and Devin were attacked by somebody. Can you help us find him? We need to find them before sunrise tomorrow." A fire lit in the Lucario's eyes.

"Nobody hurts my friend and nobody takes my master's brother! I will find the culprits and I will make them pay dearly for what they have done!" the Lucario clenched and unclenched his paws as his breathing increased. I was certain that he was going to explode, but he got his breathing under control. He slowly calmed down. "I am sorry for my demeanor. I have lost to many friends to something of a similar cause."

"It's ok, but please, start tracking them. I don't know what I would do if I somehow lost him hear." I prodded. Elweard closed his eyes. White steam-like aura surrounded him. His aura sensing organs on the back of his head waved wildly. They looked as if they were being blown away by a large gust of wind. His eyes flashed open and he darted away before I could even say a word.

Elweard's POV

Viridian Forest, Sixty years ago

"Look Chris, it's a Riolu! It looks hurt!" A soft voice called out to a Two Legged. A pang of fear had shot through my body. My hiding spot had been discovered and there was no way I could fight. I was in sorry shape. One of my arms had been nearly crushed. A large gash over my left eye, leaked blood. I had been starving for three days straight and I was sure that I had bruised my legs. The creature that had found me, turned out to be a Kangaskhan. She gently pulled the brush away from my hiding spot and smiled gently at me. I growled fiercely, but I came out more as an irritated whimper.

"Oh, you poor thing. Let me help you. We won't try to keep you against your will. This is my trainer, Chris." the Two Legged smiled shyly. He looked to be a very young Two Legged. He then started to move his hands in weird ways.

"W-what is h-he doing?" I asked nervously. I tensed up in preparation of a fight.

"He is saying that he doesn't want to hurt you and that he just wants to dress your injuries. Chris cannot speak. He communicates through gestures and I translate what he says for others. My name is Teresa by the way. What is your name?" Teresa asked gently.

"I am one with no name." I said boldly.

"I see. Your family must be the type that only gives a name when you earn it. Will you let us heal your wounds little one?" I hesitated. I didn't know these two and I definitely didn't want anything to do with a Two Legged. Especially after Two Legged killed my family and nearly killed me.

"No, I don't need any help." I replied decisively. Teresa looked a bit surprised, but nodded her acceptance. I stood up to leave, but I suddenly felt dizzy. The world around me disappeared into darkness.

I awoke to the sound of a crackling fire. There was something sitting uncomfortably over my left eye. My crushed arm and been wrapped tightly in something large and white. All of my cuts had been cleaned and smaller white strips covered my legs. I looked around and noticed the same Two Legged from earlier was poking a stick into the fire. I growled lightly, which caught the attention of the Two Legged and his Kangaskhan.

"I am glad to see that you are awake. You have been unconscious for nearly two days." Teresa said with a smile. I noticed this time that she was holding a small baby Kangaskhan. I noticed how Teresa tenderly held the baby and it reminded me of my own mother.

"Did you wrap these white things around me?" I asked Teresa. She shook her head.

"No. Chris did. His father is a Pokémon doctor. He taught Chris how to do simple first aid. Chris cleaned all of your wounds and bandaged them up." Teresa explained.

"Why did he help? I said that I didn't want anyone's help." I asked.

"Why don't I just ask him for you? Chris, why did you help?" the Two Legged smiled shyly as his hands moved fluidly through the air. "He said that he couldn't leave you as you were. He knew you needed help and he wasn't going to be the type that would leave a person wounded in the middle of the forest."

"Person? I thought all Two Legged thought of us as tools. That's what the other Two Legged said when they killed my family and nearly killed me!" I yelled. I couldn't understand the mercy that this Two Legged had shown me. It didn't make any sense that some small Two Legged would not follow what his elders.

"Not all humans are the same, Chris here comes from a small town that tries to protect Pokémon as much as possible. Just last night, Chris' parents picked up two men. They had killed several Pokémon. They also had several beaten Pokémon in cages. One of those Pokémon was a female Lucario." Teresa explained. "She had been asking for her young son the entire time we have been taking care of her. Chris' father sent us message, since we were already out here, to find him. It just so happened that we already found you"

"What?" My heart skipped several beats.

three days earlier

I thought that it was some kind of attack, but it was to fast to be an Aura Sphere. I never even saw what had hit her. I just remembered that my mother had fallen near where my dead father and older brother lay. She yelled for me to run. She told me to get away; that I would be no help. Her cries rewarded her with one of the Two Legged slamming a wood and metal stick down hard on her head. Her cries had disappeared. That is when they turned their sights on me. One of them aimed their wood and metal stick at me. The other one just smiled savagely. The stick made a silent hiss. By blind luck, I turned my head just enough so that the object sailing at me, merely grazed me. I took off running. I cried as I ran. I tripped and stumbled many times and bruised nearly every inch of my body. The Two Legged managed to catch up with me after I had fallen. One of the Two legged smiled sinisterly at me as he kicked me against a tree. I was to young to fight back. All I could do was take the beating as it came. They kicked me and beat me to the ground. One laid his foot on my arm and snapped it in four different places.

"If you hadn't of run off, we would have let you live. There are a lot of rich folks out there that would pay some serious dough for you." one of the Two Legged sneered. "Luckily for us, they will pay just slightly less for your pelt."

The Two Legged picked me up. I tried to struggle, but was completely powerless. As a last resort, I bit the Two Legged's arm. He yelped and let go. I tumbled to the ground as the second Two Legged laughed horridly.

"Son of a… What are you waiting for! Shoot that little bas..." A sound had arose above the two Two Legged. A loud whining sound.

"Crap, it's the law! Let's get out of here!" Both Two Legged ran as fast as they could.

Three days later

"We can take you to her if you want." Teresa said.

"I saw them die. Are you sure it is her? Is Momma still alive?" I asked in tears. Teresa nodded with a small smile.

"Please, take me to her!" I pleaded.

"We will take you to her." Teresa reassured. She picked me up and we started walking.

It took the better part of the day to reach the town the Kangaskhan spoke of. Chris and Teresa led me to a small plain structure. Chris opened the door, and Teresa carried me inside. Two older Two Legged walked into the room. They hugged Chris and told him that they were glad he was safe. Chris replied with another set of hand gestures. They praised him for finding me and the female Two legged took me from Teresa. I felt rather uncomfortable about this. I still didn't trust Chris, much less an adult Two Legged, but Chris didn't give me any reason not to trust him. So, I put up with the transfer. The female carried me into another room. It was completely sterile smelling. There wasn't another scent at all except for the female Two Legged, me, and a Lucario. I recognized that scent as my mother's. She was laying on a metal table in the middle of the room. She had been bound up in many places just as I have been. She still had a little blood on her fur, but otherwise she was clean.

"Momma!" I yelled. She turned her head towards me slightly. Her breathing had increased slightly. I began to cry. "I'm sorry I couldn't help! I'm sorry that I am not strong. I promise that I will never let anyone take you ever again!"

"You… don't have… to be sorry for anything. Just remember; not everyone… are like those two humans. There are good ones as well. Promise me that you will protect them as well as you will protect me. You and I both owe them our lives. Unfortunately, I may not be able to repay… my debt." Mom closed her eyes and didn't open them again.

"Momma! Wake up! Please wake up!" I cried.

"Don't worry little one. She is merely unconscious. She needs her rest." the female Two Legged reassured me. "Why don't you go and play with some of the other Pokémon here? Teresa? Do you mind taking the Riolu to the play area?"

"Yes ma'am, Mrs. Wesson." Teresa replied as she took me from the Two Legged.

"I promise. Momma, I promise." I said quietly as we left.

Present day

I dodged trees left and right. The sounds of people cheering and laughing had finally reached my ears as I followed the traces of aura. I felt a dangerous level of anger flood my body. Adrenaline began to enter my bloodstream as I found a new burst of speed. Seconds later. I burst into a large clearing with a single large Oak in the center.

Devin's POV

It had been several hours since my kidnapping. The gang of teens decided that they would sit all around me, since they had apparently forgot to bring some rope. By now, I was extremely frightened and I was growing hungry. As if to mock me, several of the teens began to pull out lunches out of their bags. There was only one that didn't begin to eat. He kept staring at his food, then at me. He then got up and walked over to me and sat next to me.

"I'm sorry that my friends are treating you this way. George over there, gets a little rash when someone beats him. Here, have some of my sandwich." the teen offered me a half of a meat sandwich. I wanted to refuse it with all of my might, but my stomach would not let me do it. I snatched it away from him. I looked up as I ate and noticed that the teen was smiling.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked suspiciously.

"You remind me of my little brother. He eats just like you do." he laughed.

"Great, now I remind people of their little siblings." I moaned. "You seem like a nice guy, why are you here with these weirdos?"

"I don't really know. We just hang out and do things. They make me feel like I'm apart of something important." the teen shrugged.

"You know that what you are doing is wrong, right? I mean you kidnapped me. How would you feel if your brother was kidnapped?" I asked as a plan of escape formed in my mind. The teens eyes shifted as he mused over my question.

"I guess I would be angry and scared. You know, for a munchkin, you sound awfully like an adult." the teen replied.

"If only you knew the half of it." I muttered.

"My name is Robert, what's your name?" Robert asked.

"My name is Devin. C-can you somehow get me back to my brother?" I replied. I put on my best puppy dog look and prayed that he would help me. Robert looked uncertain. He did seem to have a few conflicting emotions inside him.

"I can't. It would make George mad if I helped you. Don't worry, we aren't planning to hurt anyone. We just want to get back George's money that he lost." Robert replied.

"Why are you following a jerk like him? He is trouble. You may be there when he needs someone around, but he is not the type to be there for you when you need help." I tried to reason.

"George isn't like that. He would be there for me if I needed him to be." Robert argued.

"Can you guarantee that?" I asked quietly.

"No, I guess not." Robert sighed. "Alright, I'll help, but you are going to have to listen to every word I say." I nodded my agreement. "George! The kid has to go to the restroom. I'm going to take him out into the woods!"

"Rob, I don't give a crap about the kid. Do whatever it takes to get him to stop making noise. He can sit there and starve for all I care. Just make sure he doesn't escape." George said as he waved Robert off.

"Ok kid, let's get this over with." Robert said to me.

We walked out of sight of the other teens. This was the first time that I got an extremely good look of Robert. He was taller then most of the other teens. My guess is that he was about six feet tall. He had short, dark hair, and dark skin. He was more toned than most of the others and he had dark brown eyes.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked.

"I'm taking you to my house. It's not far from here and my parents will be happy to watch you until your brother shows up. You can even play with my little brother if you wanted." Robert shrugged.

"What if my brother doesn't show up?" I asked cautiously.

"Why wouldn't he?" Robert countered. For some reason, I felt like I could trust Robert. He seemed honest and he was the first person to not look down on me since I arrived in this world.

"I got into a fight with him today. He said that I was being a nuisance, and that it was causing more problems than it was worth. I told him that it was his fault that we were even in the main situation. He nearly passed out because he felt so guilty about what happened." I explained.

"I was wondering why you were so far behind your brother and sister. So what happened? What were you guys really arguing about?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. I'm not even sure if I believe it, and I was there." I replied. Robert just smiled.

"I've seen some pretty weird things myself."

"I guess I could tell you. It started with my brother's DS."

Elweard's POV

The group of humans I found were startled by my appearance. My anger towards them was apparent by my constant clenching of my paws.

"Which one of you has the boy! Tell me!" I demanded. Not a single person twitched. Not a single person spoke. "Answer me!" I yelled.

"He left with Robert. We haven't seen the kid or Robert in about fifteen minutes, so it's safe to assume that they went back towards his house. Despite Robert's size, he never really had the guts to be a true member of the gang." the ringleader of the group said with a shrug.

"He better not be hurt. If he is, I will make each and every one of you pay dearly." I replied. I closed my eyes and picked up another aura trail that seemed to be heading towards the Pokémon center.

"Hold on just a minute. Me and my boys here aren't going to let you leave until you have a battle with me." the leader stood up to me and his hand itched toward one of two Pokéballs that hung from his belt loop.

"If you want to fight me, be warned that I will annihilate you. You better not start with the Raticate like you did last time." I warned.

"I wasn't planning on using Jewel. She is powerful but sending her against you would be rather foolhardy at best. No, I have something else in stored for you.

"Boss, you really should consider changing the name of your Raticate. Jewel doesn't sound very tough. It makes you sound like a wimp." one of the other humans said.

"I told you that I am not going to change her name. I sacrificed enough by calling her Raticate while I battle!" the leader shouted. The kid that spoke up faltered then backed up. "As I was saying, I think you will get a kick out of this one. Go, Gordon!" A quick throw and a bright flash later, a rather large Kadabra appeared. A pang of concern followed by a wave of grim determination.

"If it is a fight you want, it is a fight you will get." I sighed.

"Gordon, use Psybeam!" The Kadabra grabbed its spoon in both hands. The spoon began to fluctuate in color just before a beam of multicolored psychic energy erupted at me. I jumped to the side; dodging the beam by a sizable margin. I quickly pushed my arm up at the Kadabra and focused an Aura Sphere into existences. I loosed the ball of energy. The Kadabra didn't wait for his trainer's orders and threw up an energy barrier.

"Gordon, use Psychic." the human said calmly. I felt as if someone had switched off the gravity. I floated up into the air and was left suspended there. With a single flick of the Kadabra spoon, I was sent flying into the large Oak tree. "Do it again Gordon." Before I could recover, I was raised into the air again.

"I won't go for a second time." I said confidently. I placed both of my paws together and silvery energy poured into my paws from the several spikes on my body.

"What are you doing?" the human asked in wonderment.

"Two words: Flash Cannon." The silver energy transformed into a silver and red beam of energy. It shot straight at the Kadabra at an amazing speed. The Kadabra quickly threw up a barrier but had to drop the Psychic attack, in order to put all of its strength into canceling out my attack. Once the attack had ended, the Kadabra dropped its arms out of exhaustion. It panted heavily and seemed ready to take out.

"Gordon, use recover!" The Kadabra began to glow a deep green. The small amount of physical damage caused by my Flash Cannon disappeared completely. The Kadabra raised its arms in a ready position and waited. "Now use your Psycho Cut!" The Kadabra's spoon turned a dark purple. It was so dark that it was on the verge of turning black. In one swift movement, it brought its arm over its head swiped the wave of psychic energy down at me. I reacted with a quickly charged Aura Sphere. My Aura Sphere was almost instantly sliced in half. The two halves flew in different directions and collided with the ground. The Psycho Cut continued its charge towards me. I jumped away as fast as I could, but the wave managed to hit me in the left shoulder. I cringed in pain as the psychic energy seared my pain receptors. My arm and shoulder felt as if someone had ripped it off. My arm hung limply by my side and I turned to face my opponent.

"That was a good attack. I should have dodged instead of countered. Congratulations. I guess I should take this more seriously. You better be ready because, ready or not here I come." I replied with a smirk. It had been quite a while since I had to actually try in a fight. The last time was back when we had taken on the Pokémon league challenge. The Kadabra bowed slightly to me and waited for his trainer to give an order. I, on the other hand, did not. I had just the move that would get me in close. I closed my eyes then opened them. Everything around me slowed down. The trainer I was battling seemed to be in slow motion. His mouth moved slowly as he issued an order. The Kadabra's movements also seemed extremely slow. I took my time getting over to the Kadabra. When I was in range, I placed my paw right in the Kadabra's solar plexus. I closed my eyes once again and then reopened them. My attack was so fast that it knocked the Kadabra several feet back. It wheezed and coughed as it tried to regain its lost oxygen.

"Gordon! Use Recover!" the teen yelled.

"I don't think so." I stated as I began another Extreme Speed attack. Once again, everything was slowed to a minimum. Instead of taking my time like I did last time, I went straight into my attack. Silvery energy ran down my right arm as I concentrated on pouring a good portion of my power into my attack. I then rushed at the Kadabra and placed my right hand in the Kadabra's face. I closed my eyes, the opened them. The attack was point blank. Silver and red streaks filled out the color of my Flash Cannon. The explosion blew the Kadabra and my self backwards. I caught myself in mid-air and landed safely on the ground. The Kadabra, on the other hand, flew about ten feet in the air then crashed to the ground. The leader of the group stared at the scene that had unfolded; his mouth, agape.

"Gordon!" the teen yelled. He let out a sigh and returned the Kadabra. I didn't gloat. Instead, I just bowed and disappeared into the deep forest.

Devin's POV

"That is quite the story. I don't think I have heard anything like it." Robert said as we walked. "That does explain why you weren't acting like any other five-year-old."

"Yeah, well don't go around telling everyone. The last thing any of us need is for some scientist wanting to figure out how it happened." I replied sternly. In my current state, my sternness was not very effective. Robert just smiled.

"How do I know that it is nothing more than a story? What kind of proof can you give me?" Robert asked lightheartedly. Of course I didn't pickup on his teasing and thought he was serious.

"I… I don't really have any. All of my stuff is with my brother." I confessed.

"It doesn't matter If it is true or not. I said I would help you and that is what I will do."

"Thanks." I said quietly.

"No problem, kid. Well, we're here. I'll let my parents know that you're here. You can wait here on the front porch." Robert said as we arrived at an old house. Robert disappeared into the house and I took a seat on the steps of the porch.

I Hope y'all liked the chapter. I enjoyed showing some back story on Elweard and Teresa. Maybe next chapter or two, I'll showcase Brand. The teens wouldn't be able to lift Teresa even if they wanted to. I also doubt that they would be smart enough, to use a psychic type Pokémon to lift her either. That is the reason they didn't take Teresa. The reason Austin had the Teresa's Pokéball, is pretty simple. If I was in Devin's shoes, I wouldn't want a motherly dinosaur anywhere near me. My first reaction would be to place her back in the Pokéball. If you have anything to say, you know what to do. If you are enjoying the story, be sure to smash that favorite/follow button. This is shieldliger001, signing off.