Cynda's POV
After attempting to relieve my heat, and failing, I decide to wake up Zach knowing he can help.
"Zach, Zach wake up," I whisper poking him with a claw and trying not to wake up Brai.
"I don't wanna," he mumbles.
"I need some help," I whisper.
"With what?" He asks waking up.
"I need help relieving my heat. I tried to do it myself but failed."
"Again?"
"I'm in heat every other month."
"That's right, starters and their evolutions don't have a heat once a year like most other pokemon."
After putting on a shirt he takes me to a lake nearby, "Do you come here often?" I ask after noticing his scent across the area.
"Yes. This is where I lost my virginity. Now this is where I will help you."
Later/ Zach's POV…
After our little 'non-penetrative fun in the woods' we hear the flapping of large wings as a large, draconian pokemon with glowing purple eyes and jet black scales lands further down the bank drinking some water. I pull out my pokedex.
"No data available," chimes the device, "Suspected types: Dragon and Dark."
"What is that?" asks Cynda.
"A pokemon," I reply.
"Nah duh smart ass," she says looking at me as if I were an idiot, "What type of pokemon is it?"
"Most likely dragon," I say creating an illusion and grabbing his attention.
"You can make illusions? How come you didn't use them on your journey?"
"Because I didn't know my father was a Zoroark until four months ago. I even used an illusion to help relieve your heat."
"I didn't think you were that skilled with your fingers and tounges."
"Are you Zachary Byford?" asks a pleasantly deep voice.
"Yes," I reply turning and finding the draconian pokemon.
"Good," he says before launching into the air, grabbing me in the process, and leaving.
"Get help!" I call as I am carried away.
A couple hours later…
We land at Mt. Guadalupe, the largest of the chain of volcanoes in Western Tejas.
"Who are you and why am I here?" I ask as we land in an old lava tube.
"This," he states simply pushing an ancient piece of parchment to me. Written on it is:
Darkness shall fall when a god is forced off the throne,
World's shall burn and people, races, life shall die out,
He who befriends legends, a former champion, shall come back from the deepest void,
He shall stop the destruction which started all of this,
All shall be put right and the pathway between worlds shall be sealed off,
Darkness falls,
In this darkness The Chosen One shall befriend the very best, like no one ever was
A legend, a myth,
A ghost wandering the wastes,
The trainer without a name.
Only together they shall prevent the pokemon of hate from crossing the pathway between worlds,
Quesion shall be destroyed.
"I take it you are this Quesion guy?"
"Yes."
"How come I've never heard of you?"
"Because I attempted to kill Arceus in the beginning, long, long before your time. And I still intend to."
Author's note: Looks like stuff is getting real. Anyway thanks for reading and have a great day/night.