It's A Taken World
Chapter Six: Arceus Has a Lot On Her Plate(s)
Speech Key
"English/Japanese" Basic.
"Actual Line from book/media/Pokemon speak" Special
I suppose I should warn you, even if I rated this story M and if you read the previous story you would know this, but Naruko is, as a child from friends who we don't see once said, "Lesbinim". So if you do not like that, I suggest you spoon on outa here. This chapter has the word "Sensual" so if you don't wanna be part of that (and implied lesbinim frickle freckle) you should probably stahp.
*September 2nd Year... it's a year.*
Iris woke up early, yawning slightly before getting out of bed and placing the disguised Infinite Sleeve Coat (I.S.C) on.
Moments later Harleen popped her head out and said a hello, before returning into the sleeve.
The Recallermade her way down to the Great Hall and quickly fashioned herself of oatmeal and raisin cereal, which was readily available on the table, she smiled at the taste.
A while later the bulk of the students made their way down, most stuffing their plates with a bulky breakfast.
Timetables were passed out by the respective Heads of House, Iris taking note of how many lessons Gryffindors had with Slytherins, she sighed as her mind gave way for the image of Dumbledore making this happen, as he thought it would spark an idea of 'Light vs Dark' between them.
Lessons were pretty much easy goings, if not some minor strange looks people had when her magic focus was brought to attention during charms, History of Magic was a very strange lesson for her, as when the ghost teacher, Professor Binns, was rattling on about goblin wars, she was recalling the events he was talking about. Herbology was the most uneventful, except for the joy Professor Sprout had when Daisy and Iris knew how to handle plants much better than the rest, their skills coming from the garden work that made the Evans House the nicest of the road.
Transfiguration came with a funny start as Iris' cat lover side sparked and she found herself moments later, stroking a cat she knew as her Professor for the class.
When the rest of the children arrived in the class, The Professor reverted herself back to normal with an unnoticeable pink tint to her face when she looked at Iris for a while.
Potions was the more interesting of classes though, the 'rich' history she saw from the man who taught it, was proof of that.
She made her way to a seat in the dark dungeon, watching as the first year Slytherins and Gryffindors shuffled into seats too. Hermione decided to sit next to her, as she felt more comfortable sitting next to someone she knew.
As the rest of the class finished taking seats, the one classed as 'The Dungeon Bat' by the older students, Severus Snape, took Register, his eyes flickered with negativity as he called out one name.
"Iris Potter," He drawled "Our new... Celebrity."
The phrasing rolled off his tongue with an extra serving of annoyance, the look in his eyes growing more negative, expressing a 'You dunderhead have no right to be in my class' look.
His previous phrasing was making a few Slytherins snigger lightly, but it was cut off when he decided to continue the register call-out.
"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making" Professor Snape drawled slowly, as if he was trying to explain something to a two year old.
"As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that can creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death- if you aren't as a big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."
As he ended the 'introductory speech of potions' he turned to Iris, who was giggling silently at the term 'dunderhead'. Snape took notice to it.
"So... you think this art is something to laugh at, Potter? Well let's see if you know anything." Snape snarled.
"The mixture of Powdered Ashpodel Root and Infusion of Wormwood would produce what effect?" He asked.
"Well Professor, with the right conditions it would produce the Draught of Living Death, but just putting them together would make a rather plant-ey mess." She replied, her silver tinted eyes meeting his cold black ones.
She felt the intrusion in her mind and her inner thoughts sparked
'He is using mind arts on a student?! You won't get anything out of me.' She thought.
Her mind was wired to be rather open, but that was so her mind could recycle the Recalled images easily enough to send in more without trouble (when Harleen was acting as a buffer, though). It left her mind easily accessible, but it caused problems for those who read it.
Which Snape just did.
His snarl turned neutral as he fell to the ground with a thud, the varying images he got overflowing him and sending him into a temporary lockdown.
Iris, watching as a select group went to check if their Professor was ok and others called for the Nurse, she left Hermione trailing behind her in confusion.
"Wait, Iris! Where are you going the Professor looks like he is in trouble!" She said trailing behind the girl.
"Oh... he should be fine, health-wise. But he may just lose his job." Iris replied as she made her way to the Owlery, where the Post Owls were being kept. She pulled out a notepad and quill as she walked.
"What are you doing now?" Hermione asked, still a little stumped at the previous answer.
"Writing a letter to a friend, something happened to hi-her and I wanted to send them something." Iris said simply, cleanly tearing a written note off the pad and folding it, before she pulled out an envelope and placed the note inside.
As she entered the Owlery, a flock of the school owls flew onto spot near to her, preparing themselves for a letter, she ignored them and moved to one of the darker corners and gave a small clicking sound, which her bat Pete, with a charmed letter holder on his body, came down and gave a polite squeak. She smiled slightly and placed the letter into the holder.
"To Ranma, please. Take your time, it is a long trip."
The Post-Bat gave another squeak in acceptance and gave flew away quickly.
When the Bat went out of sight, Iris turned to Hermione, who had another creeped-out look, something that was coming natural to her the longer she spent time with the girl.
"I suggest we get to the next class." Iris said to her, which caused the bushy-haired girl to 'eep' slightly and break into a sprint, worried about being late for the next class.
Iris just kept a slow pace; she would make it in time.
*Dinner time*
As she ate, rumours were being spread quickly.
"Did you hear about Professor Snape?"
"Yeah, he is in the hospital wing, some sort of coma. Apparently he should be ok soon."
"I was there in the room; he fell to the ground when he looked into Potter's eyes."
Iris just rolled her eyes, the other students pumping out the story so much and giving their own ideas that they thought of her as a dark witch, the next Dark Lady.
Ironically, she is a dark witch though; Naruko saving her did that... it brought her teetering on the line between grey and dark.
Her quiet eating was stopped when her Head of House Professor McGonagall.
"The Headmaster requests your presence after you have finished eating." She said, which Iris nodded to.
Around five minutes later, Iris stood in front of the Gargoyle blocking the entrance to the Headmaster's office; the Gargoyle had his orders and moved, showing the staircase leading up.
She knocked on the door, getting a slightly booming "Enter!" in reply. She opened the door to see a large number of trinkets silver in colour and Albus Dumbledore, with a 'grandfatherly smile' on his face.
"Hello my girl, I would like to talk to you about a few things, take a seat."
He pointed to one of the chairs on the other side of his desk, which she sat in.
"First, could you tell me what happened with Professor Snape? I am sure you're quite worried about him."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as she stared into hers, keen on getting the information, even with other ways if she wasn't honest.
"I am sorry sir, I have no clue what happened. It could have been that he was wearing himself out, so many children to teach it could possibly happen." Iris said smoothly.
The twinkle in the Headmaster's eye grew brighter as Iris felt a probe move swiftly into her mind.
'Wow, what is it with people these days.' She thought as the aged man fell face first into the desk, the same effects happening to him as they did to Snape.
She got up from her seat and pulled out her Catalyst and a book from her sleeve.
'This... will be tricky.' She thought.
A soft trilling sound brought her out of her thoughts; Dumbledore's Phoenix companion was staring at her.
"you're not going to tell him about this are you?" She asked it.
A ruffled shake was the reply, and a trilling sound which could be caught as a 'no, I'll just leave you to it.'
"Okay then, want me to add something in there for you too? like I mean, if you want your favourite food I could compel him to give it to you often."
Fawkes the Phoenix trilled happily, before pointing to a box on the floor, which seemed a bit dusty showing how old it was.
"Raisins? Oh they're my favourite too." Iris said, pulling out a box of them herself and shaking them out onto a spot near to the fire bird which it started pecking at with gusto.
"Anyway, time to get to work." Iris exclaimed to herself, the Oolacile Catalyst's tip glowing with a white light as she opened up the book named 'Modifying a Fool's Mind, by Ferontal Loben.'
*Elsewhere*
Naruko, in a casual garb of Black Turtleneck, Blue Denim Jeans and some Boots, was sitting on the sofa in her house, bored out of her mind.
'At least this new show on the TV is good.' She thought, watching a bit intensely as a square robot named 'Mettaton' was doing a quiz show.
'But there has to be something better to do. I know, I'll go and visit Arceus, I'm sure she wouldn't mind some company' She brightened as the show finished, the people answering questions finally getting one wrong, and was hit by an electrical shock.
She brought Willbreaker out from behind the sofa and got up slowly, stretching in a cat-like manner before slicing space/time with a flourish.
*Hall of Origins*
Arceus sighed to herself.
Why must things be so annoying?
'My children are always fighting, the humans are making groups to capture my children and THE CHOSEN ONE KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT POKEMON.' She screamed in her mind.
'Its times like these that make me regret creating anything, the peace and quiet of the endless void would be so enjoyable right now.'
Arceus decided at that moment to break a rule she placed on herself.
Don't get drunk, you made Ditto when you did last time.
It was an hour later when Naruko arrived, accidently kicking an empty bottle as she walked through her portal.
'What...' The Taken Queen thought to herself as she stared at the Dozen-Dozen(144) of bottles marked as 'Fermented Shuckle Juice' with a very ripe age on them.
Another bottle rolled on the ground as a hiccup sounded through the air, the sound coming from a Woman who looked the same age as Naruko, with gold accented white hair, green tinted ruby eyes, petite body and a plain white dress, a strange golden circle marking was also shown on the breast.
"Arceus?" Naruko asked lightly.
The god in human form hiccupped heavily again from her clean white armchair.
"Oh *hic* hey Naruko, what are you doing here? Next *hic* Mew-tation isn't for a while." She said lazily as she pulled out another familiar bottle.
"Why are you drinking so much? Any alcohol of this amount would kill someone." Naruko said.
"*hic* I'll be fine, I am a Goddess after all!" Arceus giggled drunkenly, before hiccupping again.
"Why are you drinking anyway?" Naruko asked, pulling out a black chair similar to the one the Pokémon in human form was in.
"I...*hic* just feel like the world I created has so many problems one of them is the one meant to stop them from happening." Arceus explained.
"Please explain the whole 'problem solver being problem' deal?" Naruko asked, swiftly removing the Shuckle Juice bottle before Arceus could open it.
"Well *hic*, the humans get really riled up, causing certain things related to my children to happen. In these next years, a lot of those things will happen in a very close time *hic* area, so I decided to help in the creation of a human life. *hic* A few modifications and the child would be extremely strong in some ways, loving to almost everything and would be able to carve their own path." Arceus continued.
"So that should be fine, right?" Naruko said, thinking that there wasn't really a problem.
"No, *hic* 'The Chosen One' as my children affectionately call it, right now is a child, who will be starting their Journey at the right time. But a lot of things were out of place. *hic* The child, while loving Pokémon, knows nothing about them and always stops trying to learn when her old friend gets cocky and belittles her, the powers I had given her are barely active, and her mother shelters her so much she doesn't know how the rest of the world works."
"Is there some way I can help?" Naruko asked, placing her hand on the Goddess' shoulder.
"*hic* If you could find a way to get yourself into the town and teach the child without looking suspicious you could, but you barely know anything about this place, you've stayed in the Hall *hic* the times you came to this world."
"I can learn." Naruko encouraged.
"You would need five years,*hic* and by then the child would already be on her journey." Arceus mumbled, somehow getting the Shuckle Juice out from the other woman's grasp.
"You do realize that one of your children controls time. I could go back five years in a younger body, place myself firmly into the timeline, and learn all I can, then teach the child." Naruko said, making the bottle on the path to Arceus' mouth clatter to the ground, spilling some pulpy, fruity alcohol onto the ground.
"I kind of want to kiss you right now." Arceus said blankly, sobering slightly as the continuous stream of alcohol that she had been putting in her system to stay tipsy was working its way out of her bloodstream.
Naruko just raised a monocled eyebrow.
"What's stopping you?" She said in a sensual manner.
Arceus' face blew up a 'h-hey senpai I didn't know you lived here (except I did, I followed you home)' grade blush and giggled slightly.
"Quite the charmer, aren't you?" Arceus said in a similar tone.
With a flash, there was lip-locking of epic proportions.
*WOAHWOAHWOAH I CAN'T SEE THROUGH ALL THIS STEAM, IT'S REALLY STEAMY IN HERE.*
*The next morning... wait where is the Hall of Origins? Is time actually a real thing there? I mean with how many Legendaries that have powers relative to certain things, like Dialga Celebi, and Palkia you would think so they were not overpowering each-other in their own home it would be a clean space. Plus Jirachi is like asleep for 1000 years and wakes up for like a week then goes back to sleep, does that mean his need for sleep is gone there too I mean-*
Arceus stretched as she yawned, before quickly running her hands across her forehead in order to try and soothe a headache.
'Did I get drunk again? Oh I hope there isn't a new species of blob Pokémon out there.' she thought as she nursed her head, looking around, she tried getting out of bed ('I don't usually sleep on one of these, I don't even sleep much anyway!') but was stopped when a pink tail grabbed her wrist.
"Don't leave the bed Dear." A voice purred. A head popped out from under the covers, showing a Pink Haired, Mew Eared Naruko.
"N-Naruko? What happened?" Arceus gasped out.
"You got drunk because of problems stacking up, I got you an idea to solve them, a kiss lead to the creation of the bed and the removal of clothes, the spark of love brought out my Mew side out and then after extreme bonding you went to sleep. You were so good, I might add." Naruko purred more.
The time came flashing back to Arceus as the blush she had the previous night came back full strength.
'That was some night.' Arceus thought. Suddenly the tail wrapped around her wrist gave a strong tug, sending her human body tumbling back onto the bed, with Naruko pulling her under the covers and hugging her tightly
"I love you, My Mate."Naruko whispered to the woman/Pokémon.
"L-let's not get too hasty here, Naruko. I-I mean it was just one night together... humans do that sort of thing all the time right?" Arceus squeaked.
"Humans might, but you are a Pokémon, even in that lovable form that looks human, and I'm part Mew, I feel it inside myself that we were meant for each-other, I can already imagine what our children will look like, my mate. Adorable little pink Arceus and white and gold Mews." Naruko started rubbing her head into the Poke-Goddess' neck, purring lovingly all the time.
Arceus was blushing brighter, thoughts rampaging as they grabbed onto her lover's ideas.
"Y-you are thinking too much into this Naruko, Maybe we should get out of this bed and talk about something else." Arceus said, trying to change the subject and get herself out of the... grabbing situation.
Naruko frowned a little bit, but quickly got out of her mate's way as she climbed back out of bed, putting on her clothes too.
*later*
Naruko, her Mew-Tation features gone after the spark was gone, shook her head quickly before staring at the true form of Arceus.
"I am so sorry about that, I don't know what came over me." Naruko apologised to the slightly pinked cheeked goddess.
"It's all right, Naruko." Arceus said in her 'omnipresent being' voice.
"So... teaching the 'Chosen One?'" Naruko reminded.
"Oh, right yes." Arceus coughed, before slamming down her front hoofs.
"Dialga! Celebi!" Arceus called into reality, two portals of different colours opening in sync, the two time controlling legendaries came through them quickly.
"You called, Father, I am quite busy, Palkia has decided to try and get into my dimension and I really need to get back...""Would you like something Father? Is it a super secret mission that only I can know abou- oh Dialga is here that means you want to do something with time right..." Both of Arceus' children/underlings started ranting, with Naruko taking a look at the two of them, her head turned in confusion, and Arceus just rolling her eyes while the others weren't looking.
A minute later the two legends finally stopped, with both of them ending their rants with, "What was it that you needed again?"
"Yes... Fifteen year Age Reverse and Time Warp for Naruko, if you would be so kind." Arceus asked the two of them.
"Wait, why would you want to do that?" Dialga asked.
"Yeah, you usually get all stuffy about me going that far and changing things like that." Celebi chattered.
"Chosen One" Arceus said simply, with Dialga and Celebi's eyes widening at the phrase.
A few minutes after that, Naruko was taking a look at her eleven year old body again, looking up at the now truly looming figure of Arceus.
"... I thought I was only going back five years." She said.
"Well... if you want to really get yourself firmly in the world, you would need to go on a Pokémon journey yourself, collect a few badges, or ribbons, then become something like a Professor or scientist afterwards, so I decided to send you back fifteen years instead."
"But... what about time Paradoxes, wouldn't that be a problem? I mean, I've went through time before in my original dimension, but that was too far back for it to make a true dent in the recent times, it was also to another dimensional split!" Naruko said.
"The Legendaries from this time will know what happened, and will remember this part of time, and the one you created as it carves itself, but I wouldn't suggest visiting until the fifteen years have gone by." Celebi explained idly as she had her tongue stuck out in focus while working on a safe portal with Dialga.
Naruko sighed slightly.
'Was this a good idea?' she thought, before shaking her now younger face, 'I can't turn back now. This whole thing has started now.'
The two time controllers gave the go-ahead, and Naruko stepped through, coming out a few moments later on a path.
She looked around and saw a sign marked 'Pallet Town' and started walking the direction it pointed to.
'Well, I suppose this is a place to start.' She thought, making her way down the worn tracks.
*Back with the three Legendaries.*
Arceus shook her head to regain focus, a minor headache forming as minor timeline switches levelled out.
'That... was pretty fast.' She thought, taking note as Dialga and Celebi did the same with their heads.
"Naruko should be coming back... Now." Celebi said in a chipper tone, watching as a rip-like portal appeared with Naruko coming out of it.
Her monocle was swapped out for a pair of red rimmed spectacles; the casual clothes she had been wearing when she left were under a clean white lab coat, a couple ribbons sparkling on the right breast pocket and an I.D. card pinned on the left.
"I'm back," She said simply as her sword vanished, "Missed you guys."
"So... what did you do?" Arceus asked the woman.
"Ehh... I was a Pokémon trainer for a while, then a Co-ordinator, and then I went to college and became a travelling Pokémon Professor. Bought a piece of land in Pallet Town for my teams, settled down in the house I made on the land, then I came here." Naruko said lazily.
"I was really just checking in, these fifteen years were pretty weird because I didn't really know anyone, so I'm going to head back to the other dimension and chill out a bit more. See Ya."
And with that, Naruko went back to her home in the other dimension, pulled off her boots and took a nap on her couch.
Arceus just stood there in the Hall, staring blankly at the spot Naruko was in. A random scrap of paper flew past her line of sight and she caught it. On it was a smirking, cartoonish chibi Naruko, a sun gleam flashing in non-existent sunlight.
'I got started on the Chosen One problem BTW, Ashlyn comes for some lessons on Pokémon every month and I stack up the homework like crazy, she'll be ready for anything people or Pokémon can send at her.' Arceus read off the note.
"Naruko. I want to kiss you again, but also hit you with Judgement." She said in an annoyed whisper, causing the two time Legends still in the room to shiver, before they quickly ran away to escape any divine wrath that might have been happening soon.
Hey you goofs, it's me... with this long chapter.
Sorry if I am getting sorta' outta' whack here, I... don't really know what I'm doing with this anymore.
Well I do, just I am being really random. Characters are being OOC all over the place.
Arceus confirmed for being a mother who really has a lot of things on her plate, but was literally still a virgin who couldn't deal with a little bit o' lovin.
Anyway
Orbit
Going to
Cya.