Chapter 3- The law of Yasuo

A/N: Thanks for the reviews out there, but the story didn't end with Demetrie's selection. I hope from your reviews that I know where to take this story, but for all you original TF story readers, don't' worry! It won't interfere with the original continuity. Lets see what the new Elder has in store for his people. Oh, and special thanks to TurtlesandMonkeys for allowing me to do this story. Still would like to hear from her about my stories though. Anyway, enjoy this new installment. MEE-YAA!

Disclaimer: Still don't own Pokemon or the Transformation universe. The concept of the virus and Ancient Society belongs to TurtlesandMonkeys. Little Ryoko belongs to me though. MEE-YAA!

The next day, Demetrie woke up to face the new day as an elder. He awoke in his hut, the ashes from last nights celebration lay in the fire pit. He still held on to the staff that Karu gave to him. The task at hand is not finished…

"Demetrie, uh, I mean Elder?" It was Ryoko. Her big brown eyes still looked a little tired from all the crying she did.

It still took Demetrie awhile to get used being referred to as elder, but since all the other young ones were under the age and the others who have come of age joined their ancestors, he truly was the eldest one of his tribe.

"Yes…young one?" He said with a sense of new authority.

"Uh, there is a scroll from Karu that was left for the new elder. I forgot to mention it last night because of my sis…" She hesitated for a moment. "Well any way, I think that it's important you read it."

Demetrie nodded. "All right. I will attend to that."

Ryoko turned to leave.

"Wait."

Ryoko stopped. She turned around.

"Yes, Elder?"

"I…I'm sorry about your loss. But you shouldn't mourn for her joining our ancestors. She had to endure the test in order to prove herself to our ancestors, and she has passed and joined them in paradise. One day, we will all be joining Karu and Hiroko in paradise, when the task is finished."

Ryoko just stared at him, then turned away to go out side. The young ones were playing with some pokemon that had come out from the forest, but these pokemon were not aggressive. Some of the young ones asked Ryoko to join them in play, but she simply walked under a tree, sat at its base, and put her elbows on her knees.

Demetrie came out of his hut and walked through the village to Karu's former hut. The hut inside was dark and there was a rolled up scroll on top of a stone with markings. Demetrie took a moment to respect the absence of the hut's former inhabitant, and then stepped inside. He reached for the scroll, undid the twine holding it together, and unfolded it. A piece of parchment slid out from the scroll. Demetrie rolled the scroll again, set it down, and picked up the parchment. Elder Karu's writing was on it.

To the future elder of our tribe,

By now, I have joined our ancestors and you have been selected out of the few to lead our people into the next age. I have encased in this scroll the Sacred Laws of our lord, Yasuo, as well as directions to one of our villages of worship that isn't too far. You as elder must uphold our ancient ceremonial rites of initiation we have performed for centuries. Remember that only those who have come of age are allowed to undergo the sacred rite.

The task at hand is not finished, and if the prophecy is true, the sacred day predicted by Yasuo is within reach. Use his laws, maintain the balance, and May Yasuo's grace be with you.

Demetrie closed his eyes and took in the importance of the scroll he held. The Sacred Laws…

He opened the scroll again, this time slowly with a sense of reverence, and peered at the ancient writing on the scroll.

The ancestors have granted us with their sacred gift, that intimate kiss that shows their acceptance of our mortal bodies into their realms of paradise to live eternally. The moon's bright gifts of radiance connect the spirit world to ours and the gift is awakened when the celestial moon is at its peak. Pain and suffering, terms invented by mortal Man, are what has to be endured to see it end. Only after will peace be attained with the pokemon.

There is no turning back. The gift of our ancestors is considered the most sacred and total rejection of the gift is total rejection of salvation. Any traitors who return from the other side must be dealt with swiftly with the full hand of our ancestors and Yasuo, in order to maintain balance. Should there be any transgression of this law, it should only be when the balance has shifted too far to one side and there are duties that remain to be fulfilled.

Demetrie stopped for a moment and thought about it. When there are certain duties left to fulfill? No turning back? He then understood what that meant; anyone who returns from being a pokemon must be punished for their rejection of the gift, and he has to be the one to deliver it. Should that happen, I will use every inch of my strength to bring Yasuo's justice upon them. Demetrie continued to read.

The planet belongs to the pokemon. The planet belongs to our ancestors. The planet belongs to us.

Demetrie closed the scroll, bowed his head in reverence and walked outside of the hut, scroll in one hand, the staff in the other. He walked to a boulder and put one foot on the stone. He then put his staff hand in the air.

"Young ones! A new age has begun! This planet belongs to the Pokemon! This planet belongs to our ancestors! This planet belongs to us!" Demetrie proclaimed before the young ones. The young ones cheered and the pokemon roared. Demetrie smirked. This planet is ours…

Ryoko was the only one who didn't cheer. This planet belongs to the pokemon…

She looked from her place and thought she saw a Persian in the forest. It turned and ran away.

Hiroko…

The tears began to flow again.

That's the end of this chapter. How is it coming along so far? I hope the laws didn't sound too cheesy and that the presentation was at least believable. Well leave me your reviews. MEE-YAA!