The Second Chosen

by Dimension Distorter

When a new evil threatens the world it's up to the chosen one to save the universe, only this time it's not Ash but a kid from the real world. Follow...well.. ME on a life changing adventure to defeat this darkness, and restore peace.

4. The Reunion of Many Lifetimes

I feel pretty good with myself. I managed to drop chapter three and I thought that wasn't going to happen for an even longer time than it did. I mean it's been years…but that's still a long fucking time. Now I'm coming with chapter 4. Now if you feel that you're enjoying what's going on so far don't be afraid to show me a little love now and then. This probably would get some more views if it was rated T but for the content that I plan to have in this story I need to abide by FF rules. Meaning a lot of stuff kiddies shouldn't see. Plus I REALLY want to write me some good lemon scenes when the time comes. But there's also a good chance of other bad stuff. And not bad as in that "Naughty in bed" bad. I mean as in the "You gon' get wrecked" bad. Thankfully this chapter isn't about all of that but instead more of a…well….you'll see once you start reading. Tough while I posted this I've been working on editing the previous chapter with a few errors here and there. I mean every chapter needs to be rendered, right? Big shout-out to PokeLoverTJC! Legit, this story wouldn't go the places it is if it wasn't for this man! Plus, he takes Pokémon in a HELLA new direction none of you would expect. Want to know what it is? Well….you'll need to see for yourselves.

Quick Side Note: Remember those phrases that were said at the start of the previous chapter? You might want to refer to those more often than you think. One of them was previously said in the last chapter meaning they DO have merit to them.

Phrase used in previous chapter: 'Oh, my name's… (Static)'

Mew had used this phrase when she introduced herself as Mira. And Mira is pronounced with the short 'i' like the word 'mirror'.

The Reunion of Many Lifetimes

"…"- Talking

'…' – Thinking

"..." - Telepathy

("…") – Pokémon/Animal Speech

("…")/"..." – Shadow Giratina Speech

Stephan's POV

I opened the door to my room and wiped the sweat from my head. I trudged inside the slight darkness, while biting off the glove that I used to wipe my forehead. I tossed it onto the wooden table before taking off the other one and doing the same thing. I closed my door all the way and placed a container full of clothes in front of it. A habit I adopted so Jynx couldn't easily come in here. Not to mention my lock broke. I shrugged my jacket from my shoulders and off my back before taking my phone out and tossing my jacket over the rack of clothes next to me. I put the phone and the table and began to twist my neck around. God…damn. I think that soreness from that damn tree is beginning to catch up to me. Lemme just…*CRACK*.

"Ugghhh! Jesus that felt good." I took my right hand from my neck and placed on left one on it. I tilted my head to the right and applied some pressure to it.

*CRACK* "Ugh." I tilted my head back up, feeling a few more joints pop, before pressing my hands to my back. I pressed forward and leaned backwards. *CRACK*…*CRACK* *CRACK* I sighed and slouched forward before walking over to one of my rolly-chairs. Mainly the one that has no arms and plopped down. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, taking a few deep breathes while doing so. As much as I would've loved to stay in that position to sleep it wouldn't be really comfortable to sleep upright, while still in clothes. Especially for my neck.

"Okay. Almost done." I grabbed the hem of my hoodie and lifted it over my head, taking it off. The shoes were next. My feet honestly felt kinda sore from all of that running around and damn, was I running hard as hell. I could legit feel them aching within the soles. I couldn't have untied my laces fast enough before ripping the shoes off and dropping them to the green carpet below. I flexed my toes multiple times before I raised my right foot up to the chair and began to message it a bit.

"God. Mira doesn't play around. I mean she does and a bit too much but she doesn't hold nothing back." My face dropped as I thought about the incidents that happened a bit earlier. A part of me seriously couldn't believe that I legit almost died or almost got mortally wounded today. But more so that I was able to come out of both situations with only nothing but a few scratches and a bruise or two. "I shouldn't have been able to reach her in time on either accounts. But I did and thank god for it. Adrenaline is scary when you need it the most."

I stopped messaging my right foot and did the same to the other one. "Aww…shit. I forgot to ask for her number. Whatever. I'm sure she'll stop by later. Maybe tomorrow or Sunday. All of that shit was only meant for a Friday." I stopped the self-message and place my foot down. Standing up again I began to remove my pants and tossed them over the back of my other chair. I didn't bother with my pajama pants since I felt the need to be entirely comfortable at the moment. Plus what better way to do that then to sleep in your boxers? I looked down to my chest at the golf ball sized jewel around my neck. The blue crystal seemed to be shining dimly, even though I made sure not a spec of light got in here. No light through the blinds, no lamps on or anything. Yet I could still see it perfectly. I grasped it between my right index finger and thumb before lifting it up to eye level.

I was still able to see the gray mass on the inside swirling around in place in a counter-clockwise fashion. Now that I was getting a good look at it, I could see that it was really flat. Kinda like a disk but the edges on all of the sides were jagged. I shook it a few times lightly and brought it back to my face checking to see if there were any changes to it. Kinda like how you shake up a snow globe. But after taking another careful look I couldn't find anything out of place with it. No change in the mass at all and it was still spinning at the same pace.

"Jesus. What the hell does her dad do to get something like this? I need to get into what he's got. I wonder how much these things would be worth. Shit, how much is the gold chain alone worth? Is it real? That'd be so sweet if it was. Pawn the shit out of it…but how the hell would I carry this pearl around? Maybe under my shirt like she did." I laid my head back again and groaned before getting up from my chair. I made sure to grab my phone and place it onto the charger before basically collapsing onto my bed. I turned to my back and gave a yawn before reaching my hand over my face. After a few seconds it began to shake a bit frequently before I dropped it beside me.

Fuck. My body is still feeling the strain from that tree? I'm glad that thing was already dying. If it was full grown and lively then I more than likely would've broken my fucking wrists! That's what I get for trying to be a hero. Well…not really. I wasn't really trying for anything like that. But I knew I couldn't let someone just needlessly get hurt. But was putting my own life on the line twice worth it? I guess…or maybe she would've come out of both situations alright?

Fuck my morals!

"Why the hell am I even thinking about something like this?" I dug my feet under my blanket and kicked them up slightly. I grabbed them halfway down and pulled them up. I'm turned to my right side, before bringing the cover up to my neck, making myself as comfortable as I could. I gave a yawn and closed my eyes. "I'm…too tired to think right now. Need to sleep."

3rd Person POV

Stephan body slowly began to lose tension with each passing minute. His breath steadied itself and no longer showed signs on his exhausted state. After 15 minutes of resting his consciousness faded into his subconscious he was fell into a deep sleep. The moment he did the gem necklace had begun to react again and began to shine brightly. Not bright enough to wake him but bright enough to surpass all of the other moments it had done so today. The gray mass at the center began to spin faster and if one were to listen close enough they could've heard a light ringing sound coming from it.

Stephan's body slowly began to outline itself in a blue glow, bringing light to the dim room. Yet as quickly as it had appeared the glow vanished in a flash with nothing visibly out of the ordinary to show for what happened. His room and body returning to their natural setting, yet the pearl necklace he was wearing had vanished.

Pokémon World: Hall of Origin

"…And then I used 'Spatial Rend' to come back here to tell you all of this." Mew finally finished explaining her recent encounter with Rey to Arceus. She took a big breath and got some air back into her lungs from explaining what happened during the entire time in detail. Arceus himself was very much intrigued with what he's been told as his own mind began to think to the odds of how his son was able to end up living in a world such as the one where he lived.

"That's all very amazing to know about. To think…a world where Pokémon are still very much known and Rey has an innate love for them. Not to mention you say he knows more about Ash's future journey's all the way up to the Unova region?"

Mew nodded a few times. "Yup! That's all right! Do you have any idea why that is though?"

Arceus closed his eyes and thought for a bit. When he believe he had an answer his senses spiked and his head jerked up a bit. If he had a mouth, which he probably did, he'd had more than likely have been giving a small smile. "I have a theory…but that's going to have to wait for a little while. He's arrived."

"He is!? Already!?" Mew gave a cheer and did a twirl before turning around and facing the door. "I'm going to go and meet him!"

"Mew, wait a moment." Arceus said making her stop in place. "Don't allow him to see you in your normal state. Not yet at least."

"Huh? But why?" She asked with a slight tilt of her head.

"If what you've described of Rey's personality and thought process is towards Pokémon to be any indication then I think it wouldn't be wise to surprise him like that. Hopefully he'll initially believe that he'll be dreaming with the location change before we tell him the truth. I'll contact most of the other Legends and let them know he's arrived." Arceus stated with reason.

Mew thought those reasons over and nodded seeing the reasoning behind them. With a nod she said, "Okay. I understand. But should we really leave him on his own? He might get lost before he finds the main area."

"Then you can go and watch over him. Direct him here but keep yourself invisible. If he shows any signs of unrest then I'll give you permission to reveal yourself to comfort him. But only in your human disguise." Arceus stated. With another nod accompanied with a smile she vanished in a pink flash of 'Teleport' heading right for the area where Rey was now located. Arceus, for his part, called on his own abilities and sent a telepathic message to each and every Legend that was present along with a few others that weren't. His eyes glowing blue as he did so. For an occasion like this many of them had to be present. He knew he wouldn't have been able to get every Legendary to attend for one reason or another but as long as the majority was here then it wouldn't have mattered in the end.

He was surprised when Mew came back with a slight blush on her cheeks. "Um…uh…"

"Hm? What is it, Mew?" Arceus asked, glancing up to her.

"Can you…make some clothes, please? It's just Rey is…kinda….you know..." Her blush increased and Arceus' eyes widened.

"Oh, is that it? Well…of course." His eyes changed from blue to white for a moment a clothes materialized in front of Mew. Some black jeans and a white shirt with a big Pokéball on the back. Then came some normal white socks, blue boxers and white sneakers for his feet. Mew used Psychic to take hold of them and then teleported back to where Rey had arrived. Arceus blinked once. "Well that had to have been pretty embarrassing." Getting the thoughts of the last few seconds out of his mind his eyes changed back to blue as he commenced, once more, to calling in the rest of the Legends to the Hall.

For Mew she appeared back in the room where her sibling was now sleeping in, though she had to partially avert her eyes from the sight before her. Rey, who's seemed to have changed in appearance again for some strange reason, was stark naked on the bed in front of her snoozing away. The only thing he was wearing was the gem necklace she had given to him. She probably counted herself lucky that he was lying on his front instead of his back as to not see his "pride" but the sight of his bare bottom was still pretty embarrassing to see. So pushing aside her embarrassment she laid all of the clothing, except the shoes, onto the bed. She grabbed the boxers before she noticed something else.

"Uh-oh…my arms aren't long enough." With a small flash of pink she was back to being in her "Mira" persona. She held the boxers in both of her hands and experimentally stretched the elastic in them before sighing. "I hope that I won't ever have to do this again."

It took a total of 20 minutes for her to get him fully dressed. 20 minutes because each and every time she made one sound above a whisper or moved his body too much too fast he'd groan in his sleep and his breathing would pick up, signaling that he was going to wake. She waited a few minutes each time to wait and hear him lightly snore until she got so fed up with everything that she placed her hand on his head and sent a pulse of 'Hypnosis' through him, ensuring that he was going to stay sleep no matter what for a couple of minutes. So she hastily got him dressed and sighed before turning back into a Mew again.

"Well…I guess it is a big sibling's duty to take care of the younger sibling but this is most definitely nothing that I had in mind. If this happens next time then he'll just have to walk around naked." She looked to his face as he tuned to his side and curled up his legs. He scratched his brown, spiky hair before his hand dropped near his face. The sight forced a smile to grace Mew's face as she remembered a baby Rey doing the same action when she was gently holding him. "Aww, he's just so adorable when he's sleeping! Next time I'm going to take a picture!" She floated over to his side and placed a single paw on his head. "But now it's time for you to wake up. You have family waiting for you."

A pink pulse of her Aura went through her hand into his body as she undid the 'Hypnosis' she placed on him. She removed her paw after the job was done and turned invisible, waiting for him to do the rest.

Stephan's (Rey's) POV

I could see light slowly come into focus behind my closed eyelids. The same occurrence that always happened when I could feel myself about to wake up from sleeping. Something that I always kinda disliked but not too much. Those "feeling you had nap" kind of sleep's are still the worse. I felt groggy. Even groggier than usual. I'd have opened my eyes by now but for some reason I just couldn't. I feel even more tired than when I went to bed if that's even possible. But I knew that sooner or later my body would get back in working order. I just had to wait a minute.

Slowly I could feel my body beginning to respond to the small reactions I've been trying to give it. Just trying to get my fingers to move had been a pain but when I felt that I managed to clench my right hand into a fist I slowly turned myself on my back. Breathing a sigh of relief I gave a big yawn somehow feeling even more rested than intended. That had to have been one good-ass nap I took if I was feeling so loose.

Opening my eyes I rubbed them as they adjusted to the slight brightness of the room. Weird. I figured it'd be much dimmer, though it could be possible for some light to get through the curtains. Though even if that wasn't the case I had to have been napping for about 2 or 3 hours at least. At least I think I did. The sun shouldn't have been out at all what with Daylight Savings and all that. I opened my eyes up all the way and looked at the ceiling and it was then that I instantly knew something was very much wrong.

"Why the fuck is the ceiling so damn high!?" I exclaimed and sat up, still looking at it. Then came difference two. The bed. I looked down at where I had been sleeping and widened my eyes more, along with making a small "o" with my mouth. No longer was I sleeping in my skinny sleeps-one bed, with a blue and brown patched designed cover. The bed I was on was a King Sized bed that had laird with a big smooth red blanket. The sheets underneath were also pure white, unlike my white with blue lined sheets. The pillows were also pure white as well. No sort of sweat marks or wrinkles in the pillow case, even though I was just lying on it.

Since I was looking down I took notice to the clothes that I was also wearing now. A white shirt with that weird necklace Mira gave me. I had on black jeans and normal white socks. There was some kinda design on the back of the shirt but I couldn't properly see it. Looking around the rest of the room I could see that it was spacious beyond belief. Like 3 or 4 times the size of my own room. There were mini wooden tables to both sides of the bed and one of them held a lamp. The left one specifically. There were two oak wood clothing draws that were lying on the left side of the room, against the wall. Against the wall on the other side of the room was a very comfortable looking recliner chair. There weren't any windows but there was a big wooden door, which also must've been made of oak to the side of me. The floor was covered in a black, soft looking carpeting which actually complimented the color of the blanket. Maybe if the room was painted red too instead of every wall being white.

"Oh what in the fuck am I thinking!? Painting the damn room!? First thoughts…I've GOT to be dreaming. And by that I mean dreaming hard as shit." I move my hand around on the bed-sheets. "But…this is different. Too different from a normal dream. I mean…I'm in a weird-ass room wearing clothes in a big-ass bed. A nice-ass bed at that. Wearing clothes in bed alone is some strange shit that I would never do. But…everything is just so…" I rose a hand to my face and clenched it into a fist a few times, "lucid. I never have lucid dreams."

Not to mention whenever I dream I'm rarely ever in first person. And when I am I could never control my dreams, even though I knew I'd be dreaming. But my "dream-self" would say or do things that were out of my control and I always hated that. I could see out my body and comprehend things but I could never truly interact in my own dreams. Plus I rarely ever get dreams anyway nowadays. I mean…people are supposed to dream every time they sleep, right? So I guess I just barely ever remember my dreams is all.

"But this feels so real." I blink and swing my legs over the bed pretty quickly. Wow. The bed was a bit higher than I thought. I may not be the tallest guy out there but I'm not short. My feet weren't even touching the floor. Speaking of which I spotted some white tennis shoes that were just below me. Damn. Whatever I'm dreaming about they sure knew how to deck someone out. Shrugging my shoulders I got to the ground and slipped on both of the shoes before tying the laces.

I looked over the whole new outfit I was wearing. Besides the black jeans it's not something I'd wear on a daily basis. But you know what? I'm not gonna be picky. I could'a dreamt up worse clothes. Lucid or not, I still don't know how to control my dreams.

"Or can I?" I said to myself. I held out my arms a bit and tried imagining the clothes that I was wearing earlier today. After standing in the same position for about 10 seconds I gave a sigh. Yup. Should'a known that was gonna happen. Still no kind of control. "Whatever. Let's see what I'm working with here." I walked over to the wooden door and grabbed the golden doorknob attached to the right side of it. With a twist to the right I opened it up, not expecting to see a massive white hallway. Or at least I thought it was. I was staring at a white wall right now that had white pillars attached to it at set spaces. With my eyes opened wide I stepped out and closed the door behind me. I looked to the left and then to the right, to see in fact it was a massive white hallway. Though at some areas the wall stopped and the hall seemed to continue in another direction. I found many other wooden doors along the same side that the one I came out from was but not too many. The floors were marble, and there were very intricate paintings of…what?

"P-Pokémon?" I said aloud, my heart beginning to race. I walked into the middle of the hallway and saw multiple paintings of random Pokémon on the spaces between the columns. The paintings were placed in golden frames and they were some of the best paintings I ever saw. One had a mass of Deerling and Swasbuck in all of their forms, in an environment that seemed to be a perfect mix of all four seasons. Another was one of a Zoroark and Zorua in a nighttime environment. They seemed to have been jumping through the air what with how there were trees below them in the background. The Zoroark's legs were to its chest and the Zorua was smiling up to it. There were many other pictures too but it's be one hell of a hassle to explain them all. Looking up to the ceiling I found an uncountable amount of Unown letters scribed up there. There were multiple separate sections meaning that each one said something but I still had trouble memorizing some of the letters.

"What in the fuck is all of this!?" Okay, if this is a dream then so far it's the best fucking dream I've ever had. Who the hell knows WHEN I'm going to wake up from this shit! And it's about Pokémon!? Oh, I better see everything this place has to offer before I wake the hell up! "But…which direction do I go first?" Fuck. I'm not good at decisions like these. If I didn't pick left or right soon it'd have been 15 minutes before I decide to choose and that'd be wasted time of a potentially kick-ass dream on my part. A flash of pink caught my eye and broke me from my thoughts. I looked to the left to see a big, pink bubble-like arrow that was pointing down the separate hallway down the right.

"Well that's one hell of a sign. Okay." I became to fiddle with the golf-ball sized necklace and began to move my legs. I could hear my steps slightly echo through the empty but giant corridor. I was near tempted to start running since, like the little kid I was, it's too tempting to not run down a big hallway. I think about doing it all the time in school…when people aren't roaming the halls I mean. But that's beside the point. Anyway if I'm getting directions then why the hell am I to ignore them? It's better than to wander around this place…though that seemed kinda like a cool thing to do. As I got within 10 feet to the arrow it popped in a small burst making me jump back a bit with a small gasp. I looked to the right down the hall it was pointing. Besides the other two branched hallways I could see half-way down, at the end of this one were some big as HELL steel double doors. On both sides of the walls were more pillars but they didn't go up to the ceiling and were half as tall. On each of them was a statue of a Legendary. Not all of them but most definitely the important ones. Ones like the Bird Trio and the Weather Trio for instance.

I wondered what could've been behind the doors though but I didn't know if that's where I was supposed to be headed now. "So…uh…if I can get another hint on where to go that'd be pretty cool." I called out to the air. I mean there wasn't anyone here but that arrow came from somewhere, right? Whoever the hell made it had to do it again. Or I could just be subconsciously controlling my dream. It happens, you know? Lo and behold I got my wish as two rows of pink bubble arrows, one on the left and one on the right, were pointing to the doors at the end of the hall.

"Hell yeah! I was hoping to go through there! I mean who doesn't wanna go through an obviously conspicuous doors!?" The arrows popped and I started jogging at a decent pace down the corridor. I mean I wanted to run but at the same time I wanted to observe the statues and some more of these paintings. "I wonder what this place could be. I mean I'm so not complaining about all the Pokémon-ness I'm seeing. But damn, if this isn't some kick-ass temple or something! I hope I remember all of this in full detail later. Because this is probably gonna be the closest thing I get to going on an adventure."

My sightseeing came to an end as I was a couple of feet from the doors. Suffice to say I really had to take a good amount of steps back just to be able to look at the damn thing as a whole. And all I could think was Pokémon-ness to the extreme. This doors had a very intricate looking picture of Giratina, Palkia, Dialga and Arceus. The god of Pokémon was obviously the one that was standing at the top on what were some very impressively drawn clouds. Dialga was to his right and Palkia was to his left. Giratina was below the clouds in his Origin Form in what appeared to be the Distortion World.

Seeing this honestly got me upset. I narrowed my eyes and etched my face into a skeptical fashion. I raised my arms to my side and shouted. "Why the hell can't I dream of shit like this on a daily basis!? I mean damn! What the hell did I do different this time compared to all the other fuckin' times for the past 16 years!?" I mean seriously! The hell!? I'm very much sure that I have never had a dream that was so clear or so into a topic that I loved! Of course figuring out how to open these doors is going to be a bitch too. Actually that might be the first agenda on someone else's mind if they were in my place but not mines! I was so angry in fact that I just went up to the doors and began to push them in hopes that they would be on some automatic shit an open for me.

They weren't those kinds of doors.

I grunted and trained and pushed as hard as I could but the doors just wouldn't budge. "Come….the fuck….on, bitch!" I thrusted my hands against the doors once again and tried to force them open. Now that I think about it…this is one nice floor! I mean my shoes, which I'd still never wear in real life, weren't sliding against it from me putting my weight into these doors or anything like that! Even so I released a "Gah!" and gave the doors a kick before stepping back some more. "This is just some bullshit! Look, if you're gonna point me this way then at least open these stupid things!"

I called out into the air waiting for something to happen. There was no signs of anything that seemed to change after waiting about 5 minutes. I mean it could've been a lot shorter but I was just guessing estimates. I wanted to see if another pink arrow was going to pop up and show me some kinda alternate route but that wasn't the case. With a sigh of irritation I rubbed my right hand against my eyes for a bit before slightly removing it, yet my hand still hovered over my face.

"Please?"

There was a slight rumbling that caught my attention and I jerked to see the doors opening up. Both of them thankfully opened inwards so I didn't have to move from my space to make way for them. I deadpanned at that before looking around again.

"The magic words, right!? That ain't funny!" Then for some weird reason I think I heard the faintest hint of a…a giggle? Like I said it was faint…but it was sure as hell there. "Hey, is someone there?" I called out in a bit of a smaller voice. "I can hear whoever that was just laughing! Were you giving me these directions?"

"Hahahahaha." I nearly jumped and opened my eyes and looked around even more. Hell, I was actually backing away from the entrance to the white, empty room in front of me. Now I KNOW I heard something that time! "Who's the he-YAAHH!" Okay! Now THIS was something unexpected! One moment I'm about to have a mini-rant at some disembodied voice and then next I'm lifted off of my feet. Like literally, a pink bubble appeared around me and lifted me up in the air, forcing me to sit down inside of it. The bubble quickly moved right through the doors, which began to close behind me. I looked back to see them close completely with a sound of a very large lock snapping in place, though there was no visible signs of one. I hope there wasn't a lock though.

The bubble jerked a bit to a stop and I looked around the area. Besides the massive doors there seriously wasn't anything else in the room with me. Matter of fact, I better not call this place a room at all. It was a space above all else. But man, was it kinda cool. I've always dreamed of personally being in an environment like this. Which had to have been a play on words since I was legit dreaming of being here. But it's not really happening, right? So I guess it doesn't count…kinda. Look, this is once again the most lucid, picture perfect, realistic dream ever! I'm taking what I can get. But I was still in the pink bubble though. It was a bit too big for me to try and extend my limbs to try and pop it myself and I didn't have anything sharp on me either.

"Okay. So…what happens now?" I thought aloud. That's when I heard it again. That giggle from before that made me open my eyes a bit and look around to find the source. But once again it just seemed like I was by myself. "But I can't be. Who the hell is doing that? Look, whoever or whatever you are just know that I'm not playing games with you." I said in a deadpanned tone.

"Hahahaha. Oh really?"

I blinked and my eyes got even wider. Okay, now THAT was something new! The mysterious voice actually spoke to me!? That has to be progress in some form! I need to get some information out of this chick. Chick because this voice was female apparently. No guy could ever sound like that. But I couldn't help but notice the familiarity it came with. I know I heard that voice from before. Yet before I could form any more words the bubble I was in slowly descended a bit before it quickly rose higher and higher in the air. I gasped and looked around frantically as I just kept on climbing and climbing without pause. Looking through the bottom I could see the ground, or lack thereof, getting further and further. My heart rate began picking up So much so that I could hear the beating in my ears.

"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit, oh my fucking GOD!" I tried to get a secure grip on the bubble hoping with as much fucking hope I could muster that the damn thing wouldn't pop on me. Please, don't pop on me! After what seemed like an endless rise I slowly and finally stopped. I think I let out a very deep breath that I didn't even realize I was holding. Looking around didn't really help pinpoint my new height since everything looked the dam same. The ONLY things that were in this freaking white space were below me meaning I had to look down. And what is that people always say to never do?

But seeing as I had no other choice that's what I did. Looking down to find the double steel door and see how far up I went. And holy….fuck. If I had to make the roughest of guesses I'd say…that I was about 30 stories in the air. I have no idea how many feet that is but I knew that it was just a lot and that was good enough for me. Now I didn't have a problem with heights. Not at all…especially when I knew that I had something to stand on while I looked through a window or over an edge. But floating in a bubble that's so far shown me they're only good at staying still for a couple minutes until popping? Now….that was something new.

"Okay, you know what!? Fuck this! I don't care if this is a dream or not! I just want to get down now!" I yelled out in near hysterics to the mysterious girl who keeps making these damn bubbles and laughing and shit. Fuck being polite and I sure as hell was not going to say 'Please don't drop me to my death'. Maybe if I had my usual could-barely-make-out dreams I guess this would be alright. I would'a forgotten it anyway in the end. But this seemed TOO damn life-like to my liking.

"What's the magic word?" That mystery girly voice said in a teasing manner, like this was some kinda game. My eyes had never gave such an incredulous stare and my mouth was making a '0'.

"What's the ma-bitch! Do you think this is a game!? I ain't having fun! I want to get the fuck down right now!" I yelled. Now was not the time to be polite. Though it seems the voice didn't like my outburst from the very audible growl mixed with a grumble she…or 'it' gave.

Or…maaaaybe it was because I called her a bitch. That's a factor too.

"Alright. Fine. You wanna get down?"

You know something? The more she talked the more I realized whose voice that sounded similar too. I blinked and glanced around as a single name popped into my head, not believing who I appeared to have been talking too. "Mir-"

*POP*

I could only gasp quickly as I fell straight down.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAA! MIRA!? MIRA! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY, I MEAN IT! HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME! C'MON! PLEASE!? LOOK, I'M USING THE MAGIC WORD! PLEEEEEASE!?" My arms and legs pinwheeled forward. I accidently adjusted to falling from my face to flipping over and falling headfirst. The double doors were coming up quick and in turn…the floor which I had yet to touch. "MIRA, PLEASE!"

"Well….since you asked so nicely." She said, or at least the disembodied voice said, with mirth. Before my watering eyes from the air rushing against my face a MASSIVE pink, transparent slide appeared a good amount of feet below me. I don't know how much since I was in constant motion but who the fuck cares about that!? The slide was curved at an angle so that when I feel to it I wouldn't hurt myself and the end of it which was hopefully at ground level was curved too. Instantly I forced, and I mean really forced, myself to calm down and focus as to not injure myself while at the same time trying to save myself.

"Land on your feet! Not your neck!" I yelled to myself. I tucked my body and flipped forward, allowing my feet and left hand to touch the slide first. It felt like I decreased in speed but not by too much. Why else would I be sliding down with my right foot first, leaning to the left on my left hand? Though there was no denying that I instantly felt much safer than just free falling like I was just a few seconds ago. I don't know if it was a burst of courage or stupidity that made me do this but I managed to properly balance myself to the point where I didn't have to use my hand to support myself and just slid down using my legs. Though I did keep them bent and my arms open for proper support. I picked up more speed again.

The curved end of the slide was coming up and it seemed to me that I was going to fly off and bust my ass something fierce.

"Uh!? Mira!? Assistance!?"

I heard her voice giggle, yet this time instead of the voice seeming to come from all around it sounded close. Like, really close to me. "Don't worry. I'll handle it. Just enjoy the ride!"

"Well…I-okay then!"

I leaned forward on the slide trying to pick up as much speed as I could without tipping myself over. If Mira, or dream Mira, or…whatever had me covered then I could probably turn this into a fun experienced for myself. When the moment came that I flew off of the curved edge I locked my body so that my limbs didn't go everywhere and instead tucked them back in. I tilted backwards and executed a couple of back tucks before I opened up, with my feet to the ground before I landed a pink bubble appeared where I was going to land. I did so and sprung right off of its bouncy form and adjusted my body so my legs were closed and straight and my arms were splayed forward, in a swan dive fashion. I then tucked again and performed some front flips before my body opened up again. I performed a single front layout and the golden moment came when my feet slid across the white surface of what acted as the ground. I looked back to see the bubble and then the big slide of pink energy pop away.

What had just transpired kept replaying in my mind over and over and to my disbelief I could not belief that I had just did what I did. So as to ease my thoughts I needed to properly release my pent up excitement. I took a deep breath…

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" I leaned forward a bit and threw my right arm to my left side. "DID NOBODY JUST SEE THE SKILLS!? I MEAN I DIDN'T APPRECIATE THE START-OFF BUT YO! THAT WAS THE HOTNESS! THAT WAS SOME VIDEO GAME SHIT OR SOMETHING!" I mean how in the fuck could I not be hype about what the hell I just did!? That was epic as all kinds of hell! I knew for sure I was never going to forget an experience like that! Man, I wish someone had been recording that!

"See? That was fun after all, wasn't it?" I heard from behind me. I got out of my hype mode and stood up all the way before turning around. Standing there was actually Mira in the flesh. That usual big smile on her face, with her head slightly tilted to the side. Even the clothes she wore were the same, unlike me. Though that wasn't my main concern.

"Mira, what the hell was all that!? I mean you traumatized the hell out of me! Dropping me and shit!? What the fuck!?" I began to scream at her. She huffed and pouted a bit.

"Well excuse me for wanting to play with you more. Plus you deserved it for calling me a-"

"Bitch. Yeah. I know. Sorry." I deadpanned while cutting her off. I sighed and rubbed my face. "Why the hell are you in my dream anyway? I barely even know you. You think you can like fade away or something so I can enjoy all the Pokémon stuff? I mean I need a break from the real you enough as is. I just want some me time for now, okay?"

Mira stopped pouting and just stared at me for a bit. Next thing I know she went and began to laugh at me. And laugh a bit too hard at that. If I could I think I'd be blushing in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. I grit my teeth and lightly growled. "And just what the hell's so funny!? I mean it! I'm not in the mood to play right now!"

Mira finally calmed down and gave a big breath of relief. Her smile didn't wane though and was just as big and as happy as ever. "Actually Stephan, what you think is happening right now couldn't be any farther off than the truth. This isn't really a dream."

My eyes slowly opened a bit, while my heart pulsed a bit faster. I leaned in a little with my brows furrowed. "Wait, what the hell does that mean!? This ain't a dream!? For real!? No way!" I at least had the right to be skeptical. My mind would tell itself anything to belief that a believable dream wasn't really a dream. I think I'm just too obsessed to go on real adventures and mystical places or something to conjure up something like this.

"Well I may not know about adventures but I can guarantee that where we are is most definitely a mystical place." Mira said while looking around the white space. What the fuck? Did she just read my mind or something? "Why of course I did. I mean I am a psychic after all."

"Tch. Psychic, huh? Yeah, and I'm a god." I didn't want to believe anything just yet. As much as I absolutely wanted too there still hasn't been a show of proof that all of what was happening was real. I've had dreams like this many times. Again…not exactly like the kind that's happening now, if it even is one, but in realistic cases I always get myself so wrapped up in it that when I wake up I get depressed because all of what occurred didn't actually happen. Mira just kept smiling and took a couple of steps back. I was going to ask why she was backing up until another voice reverberated through the area.

"Well in that regard you aren't that too far off the mark. Though not a full god I can say you're of deity blood at least." This voice was male from the tone and had a soothing nature to it. In the back of my mind I thought this voice sounded familiar too for some reason but I couldn't pinpoint where I heard it before. It was like some kinda ghost déjà vu or something. Though I still looked around the entire area for the source of it.

"Hey! Who said that!?" I called out to nothing. I looked to Mira for some kind of answer but she stayed in her new spot just smiling. Soon I caught a face full of a bright golden light that was off to the distance and above us by a couple hundred feet. It grew so intense that I shielded my eyes and best as I could along with closing them as to not get blinded. After having my eyes closed for what felt like a minute or so I moved my arms away from my face. Shit. I had my eyes closed to tightly that they felt a little out of focus, making me rub them.

"Are you alright?" I heard Mira in front of me.

"Yeah. I am. I hope. How 'bout yo-HUWAAAHHHH!?" Okay. So….bear with me on something. Just a little while ago there was a girl standing in front of me, right? NOT a Mew floating where Mira was? There was? Okay. I needed THAT reality check. Because as I looked around now….yo….the fuck? I mean….the ACTUAL FUCK!? It wasn't just Mew….but now the whole space was filled with Pokémon! And not just any Pokémon, oh hell no. Legendary Pokémon! And I mean….ALL of them! From Kanto up to Kalos! Well, taking another look, I saw that it was MOST of them. Not all. But who cares!? Not to mention they were all in their respective pairs all around me! Well not all around per-se. More like the whole left and right of the new reflective floor I was standing on. Oh yeah…besides, I don't know, ACTUAL POKEMON, the room wasn't barren. I said there was this awesome, crystal reflective floor-

"Actually, this is a table." Mira, no, Mew….whatever! I'm just so lost!

"THE FUCK YOU MEAN THIS IS A TABLE!? THIS BIG-ASS SHIT!?" I couldn't control my yelling either. I gazed back down at the fl-TABLE…wow….it's a table. Try having a feast on THIS bitch! But there was something else I noticed. My reflection…wait, that's couldn't be MY reflection could it!? My skin was a few shades lighter and….you know what? Fuck the skin! The guy I'm looking at wasn't even me! I made a few arm and body movements such as waving and taking a couple wide steps in place and the reflection moved with me! Oh yeah, I didn't say what looked like, did I? Well I'll make this as accurate of a description as I can.

"WHY THE FUCK DO I LOOK LIKE FUCKING BLACK!? OR IS IT HILBERT!? IT'S ONE OF THOSE TWO! I PREFER HILBERT BUT SINCE ALL OF THESE GUYS FROM THE MANGA ARE NAMED AFTER COLORS AND SHIT I'LL GO WITH BLACK!" Though I personally prefer Hilbert. I mean it's an actual name. I mean my hair was all brown and spiked sideways and my eyes changed from a dark brown to a light hazel! Though it's weird. Black's eyes are gray, not hazel. But who cares about that!? Now where was I before I got massively sidetracked? That's right.

"POKEMON! LEGENDARY POKEMON!? IN THE FLESH!?" I observed them all from right to left. "No fucking way! Yeah, I can see a couple of you Mythical's mixed in there and shit! I know how to tell the difference! I mean-I mean we got's the "Legendary Birds"! The "Mew Duo"!" I looked to Mewtwo and covered my mouth while rocking from both sides lightly but quickly. "Motha'fuckin' MEWTWO, BITCH!? WHAAAAT!? And MEW! DID I SPEND THE FUCKING DAY WITH FUCKING MEW!?"Mew placed her paws in front of her mouth and giggled. "My GOD! MIRA! YOU WERE A-YOU ARE A…WAIT! I STILL GOTTA NAME ALL YOU NIGGAS! Uh-uh-uh…w-w-we got ourselves the fucking "Legendary Beasts"! I don't know WHY people be saying "dogs"! I mean 2/3rds of you guys aren't even dog-like! Entei, Rikou, I'm looking at you! Fuckin' "Tower Duo" with Ho-Oh and Lugia goin' on! Celebi, the "Legendary Golems" WITH…REGIGIGAS! The "Eon Du-ohhhhh"."

I don't think I stopped myself in time when I came upon Latias. I mean I didn't even catch "Duo" all the way. Shit, I nearly forgot that Latios had to sacrifice himself in Altomare in the "Pokémon Heroes" movie. Latias picked up on that shit too and looked a little sad. "Oh my god. Latias, I'm so, so, sorry. I forgot. But it'll be alright… alright? Latios was still an amazing guy. I know he was" I can't believe this. Was I seriously reassuring LATIAS!? I was torn between killing myself with joy, killing myself from being kinda careless about that touchy subject, or killing myself if I woke up to find out this shit never happened. Latias gave a small smile to me anyway.

"It's alright. I've learned to move past that but I won't forget him either. Thank you for the apology." Wow. Latias sounded kinda like a teenage girl. Not an old one. More like one who just became a teenager. Well she was the young one of the two after all. Wait, how fucking old was….Legendaries live forever. Like I'd know how to estimate that shit.

"Anyway…back to what I was doing before. There's you." I threw my hand out to Rayquaza, Groudon and Kyoger. "FUCKING "Weather Trio"! I see ya'll!" The next one kinda surprised me a bit. "Jirachi!? Nigga, ain't you supposed to be sleep!? You know what, never mind. We'll get back to you later. Deoxys! Fuck you even come from!? Was it really space!? Anyway, the "Lake Guardians" Mesprit, Uxie and Azelf! Okay! Fucking "Creation Trio"!"

I nearly fell the fuck out when I got to them. Giratina was sitting behind me in its Altered Form and the other two were sitting at the furthest ends of the table across from each other. You know what? They were in the same places as their picture on the door. "My god! Motha'fuckin' CREATION TRIO with Palkia, Dialga and Gira-a-a-a-a-a-a-hahahaaaaaa! I can't even get it out! Giratina, bitch! "Lunar Duo"! "Sea Guardians"! We got's Heatran! Shaymin! "Swords of Justice"!? WITH Keldeo!?"

I tilted my body back but didn't fall down as I made gurgling noises. I wished I was paying attention to what the Swords' reaction to me was but I needed to try and get this out my system. I wasn't even 1/3rd done with succeeding in that. The "Forces of Nature", A.K.A. The "Genie Trio", Tornadus, Thundurus, and Landurus, bitch! The "Tao….Trio"? Wait, where the fuck is Kyurem? We just got Zekrom and Reshiram."

"Kyurem doesn't attend our meetings. He deems them to be a waste of his time." Reshiram said with his Telepathy. My god. That just made me nerd out to no extent. I could never forget a voice as regal as that one! Sounds exactly like he does in the Black and White movies!

"Damn, really? Well that's pretty lame. Though he does kinda come off as that kind of guy. Oh my god, I'm speaking to Reshiram! I LOVE YOU'RE VOICE! IT'S REGAL! ZEKROM, I LOVE YOUR'S TOO! IT'S TOUGH AND COMMANDING!"

They both blinked and glanced to each other before looking at my grinning face. Zekrom cleared his throat. "Urm…thank you for the compliments?"

I gasped in a high pitch. "This just can't be happening to me! And Meloetta!" Though I could also see Victini wasn't here either. I can't say I don't know why. I mean he's trapped in that barrier after all. But I'll get to that some other time. Finally I turned towards the final and currently the main duo. "And to sum it up, we got's ourselves Xerneas...and Yvelta! The "X and Y" Legends! But no Zygarde?"

Xerneas looked to me with those blue-X-shaped-pupil eyes of...wait, what gender is Xerneas. "The reason for Zygarde not being here is a complicated one. He would prefer is he were entirely whole before attending. And right now he's busy dealing with something important having come up that regards him." SHE told me is a very regal voice. Okay, then. Should'a suspected Xerneas was female and I don't think it takes a genius to figure out that Yveltal himself is male. Though I'm still kinda confused as to how some of these Legendaries are here. I mean these two were supposed to be statues while Zekrom and Reshiram were supposed to be orbs, right? But...in the movie Black or White movies, I consider White canon, they were released. When Ash traveled with N, it looked as if Reshiram turned into an orb AGAIN and got released. Uh, confusing. Either they have the potential to free themselves or someone else did it.

I...Jesus, no way. How...? I don't think I still got everyone, at least every one that I knew about. So I turned until my eyeballs laid onto Arceus himself! My mind was now directed at the big man right in front of me, once I was done breaking down almost every known Legend up to date. Up the stairs that also appeared and standing on a very impressive red carpets in front of a huge fluffy-ass looking pillow…..was none other than Pokémon God.

"Arceus. That voice was yours!" I exclaimed.

He nodded. "You are correct. That most definitely was me."

"Is this real?" I couldn't take this anymore. I had to know! "I need to know…is this really, really, really, really, happening!?"

Arceus gave a light chuckle of amusement at my question. Oh my absolute god, if he says what I really hope he'll say-

"Yes, my boy. Everything that you're experiencing right now, this place, meeting us, even yourself for that matter is entirely 100% real. Pokémon truly exist and in turn every other universe that you can imagine exists as well. Though I have to admit it was pretty amusing to see you treating this as a dream, even though I hoped you would."

My face? O_O. My response…..I took a breath…another after that….and another and….things got hazy after that.

3rd Person POV

The Legendaries could've been expecting any kind of reaction to come from the boy before them. Mira was the most eager to see what he would do or say after realizing that what was happening before his eyes was in fact happening for real. To him this had to be a dream come true, especially since Pokémon didn't exist in that other world. Though to be honest all of them were incredibly surprised that he had called them all out by their group titles or by name for the few of them with such familiarity that it's as if he's seen them all for his life. Arceus had informed them that he had heard from Mew that Stephan, or as they all knew him as Rey, had lived in a world where Pokémon didn't exist at all. Though Pokémon in general was still known world-wide through the general public because it apparently was a very huge promotional franchise. They all had their own questions lined up to counteract the ones that were sure to be thrown at them from their "little brother".

Though all thought on the matter was sent to the backs of their minds when his breathing quickened to a very unnatural and uneven pace. His body began to spasm and jerk violently while his eyes rolled back into his head. His fell to his back as he began to foam at the mouth uncontrollably uttering a mass of nonsensical gibberish. The letter "P" became very apparent as he tried to speak. More than likely, trying to get out the word "Pokémon" but not being able to do so because of this…reaction.

Some of the Legends gave gasps of shock or startled yelps. "Holy shit! What the…!?" Groudon exclaimed as he nearly jerked back from the creepy thing that he was witnessing right now.

"Ugh. Now that is just…disturbing." Mewtwo said as he turned his head, trying to ignore the gurgling and the insanity speech. Mew was the most concerned as she flew over and placed her hands on his chest, shaking him.

"Oh, no! Rey, are you alright!? Please get up! It's okay! Everything's okay!" She grabbed his by the collar of his shirt and with impressive strength hefted his upper body up. She then began to shake him, while his head flopped back and forth. "Snap out of it! Take deep breaths! DEEP BREATHS! YOU CAN'T DIE OF SHOCK! HOW ANTICLIMACTIC WOULD THAT BE!?"

Some of the other Legends couldn't help but sweatdrop at Mew's way of handling the situation. It seemed as if the poor boy's neck wasn't going to last much longer under the rapid shaking. Then he'd have a terrible case of whiplash to deal with. Arceus closed his eyes and gave a sigh. His chest puffing out a bit as he took in the air before exhaling it. Well this was going to turn out more interesting then he thought it'd be.

"Mew, please release him. That isn't helping. I think that this was a much bigger to surprise to him than either of us had anticipated. Just help him recover with your abilities." He said. Mew stopped shaking the poor boy before she smiled nervously. Wow. Talk about acting out of impulse. She hadn't even considered that.

"Oh. Hahaha. R-right." She gently laid him down onto his back and placed a paw on his forehead again. "This will just take a minute." Her paw pulsed with soothing blue waves of energy as she used 'Calm Mind'. While normally used on the self she pushed it into him too soothe his own mind. His constant erratic thoughts slowly began to die down and his eyes slowly closed as well. His breathing even out while a groan replaced the gibberish.

"I don't get it. I mean if Pokémon is a thing in that world that he was sent too then what the hell was that, just now!? I mean he knows us already, right!? Was that even necessary? Wouldn't it make more sense if he didn't know about Pokémon?" Zapdos asked the others.

Articuno decided to answer for him. "Maybe? I don't know for sure. I think it's because of the fact that he knew who we were."

Zapdos was confused. "Huh? What does that mean?"

This time it was Mewtwo who responded. "I'm sure what she means is that since Rey already knew of Pokémon he was unable to take the fact that we truly existed and aren't just fictional lifeforms. He respects Pokémon as a whole because of our nature but he had no method of knowing the truth. That we are just as real as he is. The shock we just witnessed came from his hopes and dreams coming true in an instant if what his rampant thoughts were anything to go by."

"If you want my opinion I'd say that if he didn't know about Pokémon at all then he'd take this meeting two different ways. Cowering in fear or he'd hear what gods of another realm would have use for calling him here." Kyoger stated in his usual calm fashion. Zapdos nodded his head in understanding.

"Ah. Okay, I get it now. Thanks for clarifying Mewtwo."

"Of course." Mewtwo responded while nodding.

Celebi flew over to Mew and looked down to Stephan. Besides the foam that was still bubbling down his left cheek from his slightly open mouth he looked to have been stable. "Um…is he gonna be okay?"

Mew took her paw off of his head and waved her head around his head. A small cloud formed over his head and a light rain began to drizzle down his face, washing away the foam. "I think he should be after this. Hopefully….he got all of that out of his system." She waved her paw again and canceled the mini Rain Dance. Stephan's head was all water, which also had his brown spiky hair drooping backwards, and giving it a bit of a shine. His face twitched before he opened his eyes. He blinked at he looked at Mew and Celebi floating over him.

"Am….am I dead?" He asked. The both sighed in relief before Celebi answered.

"Nope. Still fully alive."

He blinked again and stayed silent for a few seconds. "So….seriously….not a dream."

Mew shook her head. "Not at dream. Like daddy said, this is all really happening."

"Hmmm. Is that right? And….my face is wet."

"I used a light 'Rain Dance' to help wake you up."

He stayed silent again before he sat up. He turned his head and looked around the room, gazing at each of the Legends again, taking in each and every little detail of them. 'So this isn't a dream and I'm really in a place with the real Legends...WHILE looking like Black.' He stood up from his space making Mew and Celebi float back but staying close in case he'd have another episode. That was a good call too as his breathing began to increase and his mass smile returned with a vengeance. Mew was instantly injecting 'Calm Mind' into him once again.

"Oh, nonononono, we're not going through that again." She said. He stopped the rapid breaths before he inhaled deeply. She sighed thinking that a close call was avoided but realized she thought too soon when he exhaled he gave a miniature scream before it transformed into a full blown one, while gripping his wet hair. Mew backed away seeing as another blast of 'fan-boy' was coming on.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD! THIS IS FUCKING REAL! IT'S ALL REAAAAAAAAAL! REAL POKEMON! REAL LEGENDARIES AND…..AND….AGGGGHGGHHHHH!" He took a powerful lunge before he bent and rolled on the ground still yelling. He propped himself up and ran around in circles, or turning form the left and right to see the positions the legends sat at.

He dropped hard to his knees and bent his upper body back and kept letting out his pent up feelings. "REAL! REAL, REAL, REAL! IT'S ALL REAL! THIS IS FUCKING CRAAAAAAAAZY!" He fell to his back and kicked his legs continuously. "THAT MEANS THE POKEMON WORLD IS REAL AFTERALL! T-THE POKEMON UNIVERSE IS REAL! NO, ALL OF THE POKEMON UNIVERSES ARE REAL! REAL IS OFFICIALLY MY NEW FAVORITE WORD, BITCH!" He rolled to his stomach and began to slam his fists and feet against the ground in the same fashion as a child who has been throwing a massive temper tantrum. "THE MULTIVERSE THEORY EXISTS! IT FUCKING EXISTIS! THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE MOST ABSOLUTE BEST WAY TO DISCOVER THAT! IT'S NOT JUST A THEORY!" He flip himself to his back and extended his arms and legs into the air. "I'M THE LUCKIEST DUDE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! AND TO THINK….I DIDN'T HAVE TO FUCKIN' DIE…TO DISCOVER IT!"

Giving a few more screams of complete elation he sighed as his arms and legs dropped. His smile didn't go away though. "I love me. No, I love Pokémon. Wait…I love me and Pokémon. (Sigh) This is…nothing in my life is ever gonna top this moment." He gave another sigh. The Legends were all silent as they waited to see if Stephan was done having his moments of intense outbursts. It seems none of them had any true way of knowing just how much of an important event this way to him, even though it was to all of them. Well, besides Mewtwo, since he was never present at Rey's birth many years ago and didn't even know he existed until earlier that day when Shadow Giratina emerged. Again he had to discover this from the other Legends as well.

Palkia growled and crossed his arms. "For the love of-can you stop fooling around for just a single minute!? Hearing you scream and stumble about is getting very irritating."

Stephan sat up and pouted to Palkia. "Well excuse me, Palkia. Give a guy a fucking break. I mean do you have any kind of idea how big this shit is for me right now!?" He exclaimed while raising his fist. It was at that moment he realized that he was yelling at the Palkia. Pokémon God of Space. One of the beings who were going to fucking up Sinnoh with Dialga.

Palkia rolled his eyes. "I've caught enough of an idea from you, boy. I'm just wondering when you'll stop acting like a buffoon so we can begin to converse on what we originally were going to be speaking of."

"Oh, just relax Palkia." Lugia said with a wave of a giant wing. "I think it's best for him to get it all out of his system first. Let the kid have his moment and then we can speak." Palkia just huffed and turned away, while Dialga looked to Stephan. "So…are you calm now?"

Stephan smiled again and took a few deep breaths. He tried his hardest to not fan-boy exploded again and did his best to calm himself. "I'm as calm as I possibly can be at the moment. Thank you for asking."

Mew sighed and playfully smacked him in the head. "And exactly where was all of that energy when we were playing today? And you said you were tired. Humph. Liar." She added a huff as the end of her sentence. Though all Stephan was registering was the fact that he seriously spent a day with Mew. To think that comment he made earlier today was happening before he even spoke it! He lightly grabbed Mew and brought her into a hug, while nuzzling her.

"Oh wow! Mira!? Mira, I can't believe that you were Mew this entire time! It's incredible! Just knowing that I spent time with you had made playing with you so cool! I wish that I had known earlier!"

Mew laughed and giggled at the affection that was being shown to her. She couldn't help but nuzzle him right back, along with hugging him. "Well you couldn't really just expect me to blow my cover like that. I needed you to not know who I was so you wouldn't suspect anything. A-and-hahahahaha! H-hey, that tickles!"

"Oh yeah?" He said with another grin before he began to lightly but quickly move his fingers under Mew's arms and tickle her abdomen, moving them between all three spots rapidly, so that she couldn't predict them. She kept laughing and begun to kick her feet from the feeling. Soon it became too much to the point where she flashed pink and teleported away from his grasp. She reappeared a few feet in front of him, still roused by the giggles. Stephan stood up and playfully glared.

"Hey. You can't teleport. That's not fair." He said.

Mew took a deep breath and got the last bit of her laughs out. "Well I just did and you gave me no choice. I'll get you back for that though."

"Ha! You started it first of all! I'm going to get you back for that dropping from me the air thing." He blinked before he looked to the other Legends. "Speaking of which…were you all, like…hidden or something? I mean did you-"

"See what transpired between you and Mew? Yes. We did." Mewtwo answered making the only human in the room grimace slightly. He rubbed his neck and turned his head to the side.

"Huh. Well that's kinda embarrassing as all hell. But..., look, I got me those skills. You saw. Anyway….um," he directed himself to Arceus and splayed his arms with another big smile, "I also got's me some QUESTIONS! Like what!? Where!? Why!? How!?" His face adopted a slightly serious look as he crossed his arms and nodded to what he just said. "Actually, yeah. Basically all of that in a nutshell. Well…I guess there is some individual ones too."

Dialga blinked with a deadpanned look and slightly tilted his head. "You aren't gonna start screaming randomly again when you hear what you want to hear, will you? I actually have to agree with Palkia, that's getting pretty annoying."

"Well goddamn. I'm sorry." He said with his voice raised by a tiny margin. "I mean it's not every day you get teleported somewhere to only meet one of your biggest hopes and dreams in person. This is like some shit out of a bunch of Pokémon fanfiction I read except it's…not a…fanfiction. Fuck fanfiction! It can't compare!" His voice began to lose volume the more he spoke. He then leaned forward and looked to Dialga. "Matter of fact, where the fuck are we? And how can I understand you all? I mean I get that some of you are using Telepathy but the rest of you…" he trailed off.

Arceus decided that it was his turn to speak on everyone's behalf like he should've been doing. "Ahem. Well honestly both of those questions are answered with the same answer. This location is the sacred ground for us Legendary Pokémon. It resides between space and time over the Sinnoh region known as the Hall of Origin. And in this place all language is immediately translatable to everyone and anyone. Right now, we're in the main room."

Stephan gasped as he looked around the area. So that's where he was!? He never thought that he had been inside the actual Hall of Origin. It looked a lot different from the Diamond, Pearl and Platinum games, for sure. Nothing in here was at all identical, except maybe for the stairs (kinda) that led up to where Arceus was currently stationed at. "Oh my god! No way! This place…is the place? Heheh. Games be damned. And everything else was part of the hall too?"

Arceus nodded. "Yes. The entirety of where we are is the Hall of Origin."

Stephan smiled a little. "And it really is over Sinnoh. Well…kinda. I mean…yo. I'm sorry but those were two of like…so MANY questions that are just about to explode from my everything. You can't say the Multiverse doesn't exist after this! Is this canon or some alternate Pokémon world, why the hell I look like Black from the Black and White games, and what in the fuck do you want with me!?" He gasped and held up his hands. "Don't tell me that I'm hot shit for some kinda reason I don't know about!"

Arceus couldn't help but to give a low laugh at his youngest son's excitement. All of those questions were all very interesting indeed and he wondered how he'd answer some of them but had a feeling that Stephan knew the answer to the others. At least he would like to hear his answers on some of these subjects. He was intrigued about the wondering of their world being an alternate version of a Pokémon world. Of course he knew that each and every universe has alternate universes derived from their core counterparts but he himself was unsure if his world was one such as that. He never had any true reason to discover that for himself as he was never that curious and was more than content with the things that happened in his own world.

"Hey, you. You're one heck of a weird, clueless guy, you know that?" Keldeo called from his place besides the Swords of Justice. Terrakion on his left, Virizion to his right and Cobalion beside her. Virizion looked down to Keldeo and gave him a knowing look.

"Keldeo…" She said having half a mind for a light scolding of the water colt.

"What? I mean, it's true. C'mon, Virizion. Don't say you're not thinking the same as me."

Stephan looked to him and scratched at his now brown and spiky hair. A new trait to him that he was actually pretty happy with since he's always wanted hair that spiked. Even if this hair wasn't what he had in mind. "Come on, Keldeo. Gimmie a damn break. I mean of course I don't get what's going on," he then broke out into a massive grin, "but I'm so not complaining about it."

Terrakion gave his own signature grin. "Well I can say one thing. Kid sure as hell doesn't mind one bit about this little get-together. I think that weirdness is pretty complementary to the situation."

"Awww. Thank you Terrakion. I love all you Swords but I think you have got to be the coolest of your team. Even if you aren't the leader." Stephan said with a grin showing teeth as he gave a thumbs up. Terrakion made his grin a bit wider already liking this kid a lot more, wondering if he'd probably be up to hanging around with them sometimes. He seemed just as interesting to hang around with as Keldeo was, even though he, Virizion and Cobalion were training the young colt too.

"Hehe. Really? Well thanks for the compliment." He replied with a momentary shutting of his eyes. Cobalion had shifted his head slightly and looked to the both of them.

"If you two are finished with the small talk, we would very much appreciate to set things in motion if you will."

"Oh. Yeah." Terrakion stopped grinning broadly but still kept a small smile on his face.

Stephan scratched his nose, while having enjoyed actually getting to talk to the 'Swords of Justice'. If anything, he really liked how they not only had the same exact voices and personalities as what he'd seen in the movie but if anything he and Terrakion could really become very close friends if given the chance. But agreeing with Cobalion as well Stephan glanced away from the leader of the Swords. "Geez. Okay. I'm listening. Really, I am." He turned his attention back to Arceus and lightly cleared his throat. "So, uh, anyway….Arceus," he smiled again and glanced away from him as he still couldn't believe that he was speaking to the Arceus, "man this I so cool. Uh. Those questions. I mean first….I KNOW I already said it's real. And as I said before that's my new favorite word at the moment. But really…the Multiverse….no…the Omniverse…is it really-"

"Real?" Arceus finished for him with the faintest hint of mirth in his voice. Stephan only nodded before Arceus gave a nod. "It would seem that it is. Every universe that you can or can't imagine does exist somewhere in the realm of totality. Television shows, books, video games…all of it are true universes. Fictional technically isn't a true term honestly since none of those worlds, including ours, isn't real. If they weren't then you wouldn't be here right now."

"Even fanfiction stories are real universes!?" Stephan exclaimed. Arceus nodded again.

"Yes. Even fan made stories. I assure you any of that online material that you keep describing has already existed before your world even knew of it. Even if your world thinks it's not possibly real pertaining to the actual core universe it was branched from. This vast expanse is common referred to as the Omniverse but its true origin name is the Omega Omnisphere."

Stephan covered his mouth and took in breath. If that was true, and he could just feel that it was, that would mean that every single fanfiction he's ever read is an actual world of their own. Even the ones that he's been writing himself. All of his video games are true universes, his shows, maybe even the inside of a mirror! He always did think that your own reflection was actually the world but where everything was reversed. Cars driving on the opposite sides of the street, every location on the planet pulling a 180 and placed into an opposite position around the world, even the hand you write with would be switched. Now he has no reason to not believe even THAT isn't true. Though that term…Omega Omnisphere was it? That was a new one to him. But as far as he knew it didn't roll off the tongue as easily as Omniverse did, so he'd stick to calling it that. With another big smile he balled up his fists and stuck them into the air. He took a deep whiff and exhaled the air he took in afterwards.

"That…was a massive 'W' to me. That 'Win'. I can just taste that 'Win'. I knew it was all real. It just had to be something. Something in the back of my mind just kept fucking nagging at me that it all was and I was so right! No longer am I viewing this shit through windows like T.V. screens or something….I'm actually living the dream." He placed his arms down. "If you like…you know, wanna drop me off to the Pokémon world so I can catch my OWN Pokémon I'd be grateful as fuck~." He lightly shook his head as he finished that sentence in a suggestive manner.

"I'm sure you will but later. Though we have to conclude this meeting between us and I believe you still had questions." Arceus said. Stephan's smiled dropped a bit as he nodded.

"Okay. Well…I noticed something things about you guys that I've never seen before and it kinda got me wondering something."

"Things like what?" Kyoger asked in his usual calm and light tone.

"Well for one, I've never heard of Legendaries having human disguises. Or…maybe that's just a Psychic-type thing?" Stephan looked to Mew who had returned to her place next to Mewtwo. She shook her head to him.

"Actually you're right. We all do have human disguises in case we ever had to traverse where humans are and not stick out."

Stephan rose his eyebrow. "Even you Mewtwo?"

"Arceus had been gracious enough to give me my own human guise. Though I rarely ever will use it since I don't feel comfortable in that kind of form. Too many bad memories is all." He replied.

"Hmm. Okay, I get that. But yeah, that's one. Now number two, Mira said something about Ash still being in Hoenn. I mean…huh? Why Hoenn? As far as I know he's in Unova at the moment. Hoenn was like….years ago. I mean not even Sinnoh?"

Mew tilted her head though for two reasons. His claims on his views of Ash's travels compared to their and the fact that he kept using her alias name when she's a human. "Uh…I can't believe you remembered that."

Stephan moved his hands in small circles, gesturing to everything. "I was wondering about how you could be so behind since you were so into Pokémon. Obviously I know the reason but that's beside the point. It's just….when I look at where we are now I guess you were talking about your Ash, who apparently is still in Hoenn. Did he take on the Battle Frontier yet?"

"No. But when I personally met him in my own human disguise he told me that's what his next goal was." Stephan turned around to look at Giratina. His voice caught him a bit off guard though. He didn't know what to truly expect about what he would sound like considering who he is and what his nature of being a Pokémon is as well. Not deep and dark but also not sharp and creepy. It was most definitely a slight ghastly tone but had touches of calmness and a lightness to it. It sounded pretty nice if he had to be honest with himself.

"Really? How old is he and when's his birthday?"

Arceus spoke once more. "Ash is 12 years-old and his birthday is on May 22."

"Oh. So two months from now, huh? Well that's actually a reasonable age. But those are enough reasons to show why this universe you guys live in isn't the core one. Because in the core one you guys don't have human forms and Ash is still 10….somehow." He saw most of the Legendaries questioning gazes and before any of them could speak he held up his hands. "Yeah. I don't know how the fuck either. Maybe he's just blasting through these regions or somethings or….whatever. Look, even if it's the core world I am not going to believe he's still 10 unless I asked him myself. I mean he can't still be 10 yet have his voice hit puberty twice."

"Wait a minute, who's Ash?" Keldeo asked.

"Yeah, I haven't heard about him much either." Meloetta agreed voicing her curiosity for the Chosen One. Some of the other Mythical Pokémon had nodded their heads wanting to know more about him as well.

Virizion looked to him and said, "Ash is father's Chosen One. The boy destined to assist us Legendary Pokémon in helping to preserve and maintain order in the world. Even if he doesn't know all of that yet he's done a miraculous job of it so far." She explained while Keldeo looked mesmerized by the very important task.

'Oh yeah. Alternate Pokémon world.' Stephan thought to himself after hearing of Ash's supposed destiny. As far as he knew Ash wasn't the Chosen One in canon. Hell, not a chosen anything to be honest. Sure, he was declared the Chosen One when he had to help Lugia stop Moltress, Articuno and Zapdos from fighting but besides that there wasn't anything to point to that being true. Of course he runs into a multitude of Legendary and Mythical Pokémon, or at least all of them, but he's the main protagonist. The main protagonist is always supposed to do stuff like that. Besides, Arceus couldn't have chosen Ash for anything. For one he wasn't anticipating that the world even needed to have a champion of some kind to protect it and he was sealed away in that weird….space barrier….dimension of some sort. That means Arceus was out of commission for centuries on end and wasn't aware of the vast changes of the world either. But no matter what Stephan broke down to compare a branched universe to the Prime universe that didn't mean that he really much cared if things were different. Sometimes an alternate world can have much funner and interesting qualities compared to its core counterpart and he hoped that besides what he was experiencing right now that this was such a universe.

Stephan grinned to Keldeo. "Who knows? You might get to meet him one day, Keldeo. I think you two would get along pretty well."

"Hm? You think so?" Keldeo wondered while Stephan just nodded.

"Hey, if this worlds Ash is anything like the Prime Ash then I'm sure that you'll really get a kick out of him. He's great at being able to make friends fast, especially with Pokémon. Even if they've only met him for a short time then he'd be willing to do anything for 'em. Makes him so cool." Stephan complimented while his mind was a bit over the place of getting a chance to meet Ash in person. He hoped that this universe's Ash was basically the same guy as on T.V. He doesn't know how he'd react against an angst Ash, a super smart know-it-all Ash, an Ash who had super Aura/Psychic powers who was also an expert in romance and girls of ALL things and the like, or, God forbid, a mix of all of those in one. Stephan mentally groaned to himself as he thought about all of the stories in FF that had those kinds of things in their summaries. A badass Ash or any main character is cool. It's COOLER than cool, especially if you can properly pace their newest developments and abilities. But a godlike, master, main character right off the bat? Oh, hell no. He didn't fuck with any of that in the slightest. All it'll be is "curb-stomp" this, "Mary-Sue" that, and "I get bitches here, there, and everywhere". No sir, that is not creative writing and he was sure that he'd never see anyone who could pull any of that 'god-shit' off in at least a decent manner.

He placed a hand to his face. 'Wait, writing!? I just learned that all of those stories are real separate universes! So it's not really the writers fault, is it!? But it technically is in a way, for at least letting people know that those kinds of universes exist. And some people don't like those kinds of worlds and the writer will get criticized for disclosing them! Or it could be he or she just wrote the tales in that world in a terrible way and they get hate because they can't write. That's more so believable too.' He thought to himself.

Keldeo smiled at the thought of actually becoming close friends with Arceus' Chosen One. He may not have really heard much about the guy, not even from the 'Swords' themselves, but with the way Stephan spoke of him it was as if he really looked up to Ash. Though Stephan was obviously a few years older than Ash currently was he had nothing but positive things to say.

Arceus gave Stephan a light gaze. "You seem to admire Ash a lot. Or is this only based on Ash Prime?"

"Uh…" Stephan started before rubbing his chin, which he now realized was bare of peach fuzz. Man, this new body was weird. "I mean, yeah. I do like Ash Prime but I can't really compare your Ash to him. I mean I don't even know what he's like."

Mew gave a big smile to him. "Well…don't get mad or anything but I kinda sorta….slipped into your mind a little bit when we first met each other." Stephan gasped and looked to her quickly, though she turned her head just as quickly to avoid his chocked gaze. She also put a paw to her chin and hummed lightly as if she didn't just violate his most sacred privacy.

Stephan's held up his arms and balled his hands into fists, while his eyes turned a circular white. "Hey! Mira! You can't do that! I mean really! Mind reading!? Do you have any kind of idea what sorta messed up things run around in there!? You'd go from laughing your ass off, to blushing deeply too horrified!" Some of the Legends gave different reactions to Stephan's proclamation. Some tilted their heads in curiosity to what he actually thought of. The less curious ones rose what would've been their eyebrows though still partially wondering as well exactly their sibling experienced to have such thoughts as he claimed, while the rest gave faces of disgust or cringed slightly. They didn't even want to imagine about what kind of things he had on the brain if he was being so defensive about it. And things that could make them blush or give looks of horror? Well he did seem to be of age so of course most of those thoughts could've been on the 'filthy' side. And most of the Legends have seen so many horrors of all kinds through the many millennia of their eternal lives, but who knows what events have transpired in that other world that they have no knowledge of. Maybe it was best that they didn't know what he thought.

Mew didn't seem all that worried or even cared though as she just smirked. She waved her left paw lightly. "Oh, don't get so worked up. I didn't see deep into it. But I kinda had to since I needed to have at least some basic information on the way you perceived Pokémon. And when you began to speak about Ash I couldn't help but be curious about that at least. So I only limited some discreet searching to memories about Ash. From the small bits that I've seen our Ash is the exact same as the one you know. Same Pokémon, same friends, same experiences and all that. Though I only looked through some of Kanto, Johto and Hoenn only so I wouldn't spoil anything for myself. I like being surprised, you know?" She added a small giggle after she finished speaking.

Stephan gave a sigh of relief. Good. So while she looked she didn't look too far into his head. Though he didn't like that she did that in the first place since he didn't want anyone to know about any of his personal 'quirks' or 'experiences'. Especially certain thoughts regarding Pokémon that he didn't want Mew to know of. She also gave him a very big relief. So this world's Ash was exactly the same as canon Ash? That was very nice to know. That means that if he could actually meet up with this Ash at some point in time then he could give him some very useful tips on how to be an even more proficient trainer than he already is. He still believes that it takes some serious skill to keep placing high in the Leagues with new Pokémon that he just caught instead of using old ones. Stephan was sure that if he used the same group of Pokémon from any other regions he previously visited than Ash would for sure win the next League. Though whatever the fuck was going on with Unova? Uh-uh. He'd have to change that. Ash fucking up and acting as Iris said he was. A little kid. Like you're gonna seriously forget that you need to weaken a Pokémon before you throw a Pokéball? Stephan sighed to himself. Who was he kidding? Ash just was that dense. Especially when he gets too excited for his own good. So far, Kalos is where his hopes lie for Ash.

He also wondered if there was a feature on the Pokédex to check a Pokemon's gender like how a Pokémon's moves can be checked. He hoped there was, because he only got Snivy out of pure luck that Pidove was a girl. Though personally, even he didn't like calling Pokémon 'it's'. How could he when knowing that they had gender? Now he might call a Pokémon that if he didn't know the gender but the moment he finds out if it's male or female then it's gonna be nothing but 'he' or 'she'. Oh yeah. And he was gonna help Ash with evolving his Pokémon, or at least some of them. He'll respect any Pokémon's wishes on if they want to evolve or not but Oshawott and Snivy are showing NO signs of evolving at all and it's pissing him off. Stephan is sure that Ash could make do with a Dewott and Servine. Like how in the WORLD are his rivals Pokémon evolving….but not his!? And this isn't' off the grounds that Ash is the main character. It's off the grounds on the enemies that Ash keeps on encountering! Team Rocket, Team Magma, Team Aqua, Team Galactic, Team Plasma and whatever other teams he'll be facing in the future. Oh yeah, and let's not forget when some Legendary Pokémon are involved and sometimes battling them is involved. And Stephan would just adore to see Ash's dancing Totodile become a dancing Feraligatr of all things. Imagine all of the techniques and maneuvers that guy would be able to pull off with his erratic movements? And he really wanted to help Ash's Pikachu learn those moves that he told Mew would be great to have. Seriously, he could save himself a BUNCH of trouble if he had Light Screen and Grass Knot in his arsenal. Oh, AND he's he'd work on making sure all of Ash's Pokemon used ALL of the moves that they have learned over the course of time. Pikachu will NOT stop using Volt Tackle for Electro Ball. That's too good of a finishing move to let go. And what happened to Agility and Thunder!? Nope. Things were going to change.

"Oh. Well as long as you just…as long as you, like, not do that anymore then its okay." Stephan told Mew who just giggled at him again, thinking that it was so funny with how defensive he could be one moment but then change his attitude the very next. "But now…onto my next question. My body. What…what the heck happened to it?" He gave himself a look over again and clenched his hands. His knuckles, wrists and arms weren't covered in the mass of hair that he was used to seeing. Actually his lighter tone skin was completely smooth now and his fingernails were evenly cut, instead of slightly reaching past his fingers. "I mean I look exactly like one of the protagonist from one of the alternate Pokémon worlds. A guy named Black…or Hilbert in some cases. Though I guess in this world's terms his name would be Hilbert."

"Another alternate version of our world? You say it has a connection to the way you are now?" Yveltal asked curiously, speaking in a deep yet slightly raspy male voice. Stephan nodded his head.

"Kinda." Came the simple reply.

"And would you mind explaining why it is you think your appearance has made such a drastic change? I'm sure we'd be interested in hearing it. Especially if it involves another version of our world." Arceus said with a tone full of interest. Stephan blinked and placed his hands to his hips. He did have a theory but in the end it doesn't really add up to anything. Though when it came to one thing he sure did to voice his thoughts about Pokémon to others if they were willing to listen. And now the actual Legendary Pokémon themselves wanted to listen? How could he refuse an offer to that?

"Well I have a theory on why my body changed but there's a part in it that won't make much sense. Not even to me…'cause I don't get how it's even possible to-"

"Maybe if you explained it and then broke down the theory while you speak." Mewtwo said, tired of this run around with words. He wasn't impatient on any rights, expect when Mew always tried to play with him to which he had to tell his elder sister by genetics 'no' time and time again. And he's only seen so much of the world in these past few years. If there was information regarding other worlds like their own then how could he sit and wait around until he got a chance to understand it? Especially not when any of the other Legends, besides Palkia, Mew and Arceus, could tell him of such things? But before this meeting of Arceus' apparent blood-son he didn't even know that things such as alternate universes even existed.

Palkia had an interested look as well. "Go on. Describe to us these other Pokémon worlds. I'd like to learn more about them as well."

Stephan lightly rolled his hand. "I bet, I mean you fuck with Space. Anyway…let's not talk about this world per se. It's more along the lines of the Prime World. Okay…so I believe that every world has a flip-side parallel world to them. And in knowing that there are flip-sides to people. The Pokémon universe actually has 2 parallel worlds. The one with Ash in it. Then there's the one with his counterpart, Red. That kinda known as the Dex Holder Universe and then Pokémon Mystery Dungeon. A world that's full of Pokémon and no humans to speak of but they do live in civilizations and stuff like people and speak English and other languages. But with the Dex Holder Universe there are many protagonists protecting it besides Red and amazingly some of those protagonists have counterparts in Ash's world, while some others don't. One of those protagonists is someone who lives in Unova. A champion level trainer named Black."

"Black? That's the name you kept using to describe your body." Giratina pointed out. "So when you said you looked like this trainer then that's what you meant. Someone from another Pokémon world." Stephan nodded his head, seeing that Giratina got it.

"Yeah. Although his eyes are gray and mine are…hazel now? Man, that's weird."

"So that means you're his counterpart in this world." Giratina said which got Stephan scratching his head.

"Now that? That right there? That's the part I was talking about when I said it doesn't make sense."

"Why is that?" Suicune wondered.

Stephan stopped scratching his head and open his arms. "Because it is im-POSSIBLE! Look, I'm kinda free-styling on this right now but I can't be the counterpart to a person of a parallel universe if I wasn't born in the parallel world to THAT universe. That's like saying I'm two different people at the same time and that doesn't make sense at all. Honestly I thought all this time I thought someone was playing a trick on me or something like that."

"Impossible to be a counterpart's counterpart, hmm?" Rayquaza wondered. He had to admit this was turning out to be one very interesting meeting. He's seen, experienced, and memorized a lot of things in his millions of years of life but to say that these were all very new theories to him was saying something. He was brought of his personal thoughts when the 'village idiot' known as Groudon grabbed his head with both hands and gave a very obnoxious groan.

"Uuuuggghhhhh! What now!? All of this shit is hurting my brain! I don't get any of it at all!" He exclaimed while Kyoger had a look of slight surprise in his eyes.

"You have a brain? Really?" He said which made Groudon growl at him viciously. Kyoger only blinked once and glanced away. Of course he knew Groudon had a brain but how big it was….he was sure less than average. How much he could comprehend? Again…less than average. Basically if it didn't involve blowing up, blowing things up or screaming that Kyoger was sure that he was partially dead in the cranium. How he's one of the strongest Legendaries, even up to now, is still pretty amazing.

Groudon diverted his attention from his annoying brother and glared to Stephan, who opened his eyes and leaned back a bit. "You know, you talk too damn much! I didn't get any of what the hell you were talking about at all!"

Any nervousness that Stephan was feeling from the way Groudon was staring at him was slowly replaced with a feeling of irritation. His face contorted into an incredulous look while he tilted his head. "What? Yo, first of all I don't like yo attitude. Second, if you got such a problem with how I explain things then maybe your ass should learn to pay more attention. Because I'm sure that every Legendary in this bitch got what I was talking about or at least got the idea of the main point."

Groudon growled and made a fist. "I was paying attention! You just made the explanation too long and complicated! Who else could've understood all that shit!? Counterparts and parallel worlds and all that!? I mean what the hell, brat!?"

Stephan practically recoiled. "Ah-what do you mean!? And you say I talk too much!? No, your just too fuckin' dumb, bitch! How are you the only nigga who didn't get that!? I mean really!? Fuck wrong wit' you!? And again, you're getting an attitude with me!?"

Groudon leaned forward and pointed his left index claw at Stephan. A blood vessel was visible on his head as he bared his teeth. He didn't appreciate being called out of his name like that. Kyoger did piss him off but never to this extreme in a verbal fight. "Who are you calling a dumb bitch, ya' worthless, weak, little piece of shit!? If you know what's good for you you'll take your ass kicking like the brat you are!"

Stephan forced his fingers on his right hand against his temple. "Groudon, oh my GOD," he removed them and made a chopping motion, "I will slap the SHIT out of you! Try me bitch!"

Another tick-mark appeared on Groudon's head. "Call me a bitch again! Say it again and see what the fuck is gonna come next!"

Some tick mark appeared over on Stephan's head while he adopted white circular eyes once more. "I WILL SAY IT AS MANY FUCKIN' TIMES AS YOU WANT!"

Cresselia smiled at the two. "You know this is pretty cute in some funny way." She then got two powerful glares at her which made her sweatdrop.

"WE'RE NOT CUTE!" Stephan and Groudon screamed to her.

"I think they're being idiots." Raikou said with a deadpan. The he was the one getting the glare.

"WE'RE NOT IDIOTS! YOU'RE THE IDIOT!" They then went back to glaring and yelling at each other.

The other Legends couldn't help but smirk, laugh, giggle, or shake their heads at the bickering pair. The one's who found it funny couldn't help but feel amused that Groudon had managed to rile up Rey like that. Though for a ridiculous reason of course, yet it seemed that's how most fights and arguments with Groudon start. With something he gets irritated at and then someone gets dragged into it. They didn't even expect for Rey to be arguing back or making threats, even though it was obvious that he had no way at all to carry any of them out. All Groudon would have to do is flick him and that would be that. Though Groudon's threats are empty as well because he knew that if he harmed their human sibling in any way than he'd feel the absolute wrath of their father in all ways imaginable. Speaking of which, the God of Pokémon was one of the one that was laughing a little at the argument. Though he was used to Groudon acting like this, seeing his blood-son acting in such a manner was just really enjoyable for some reason. It showed that he was lively in more ways that just his excitement. Yet he had to admit that this was shown before when he was just baby as well. Very unresponsive in his mother's womb and very quiet when he was born. Yet when he played, oh boy, did he play. And he played hard too. A trait that Mira enjoyed when she sometimes tasked herself with watching him.

He lightly shook his head as a certain memory came to surface, which was one of the moments when Mew watched over his baby boy. For some reason he was being a bit more playful than usual that day and to someone like her who was chalk-full of that trait decided to be more adventurous with it. So using her powers she transformed Rey into a baby Mew. Though his fur color was black for some odd reason that they never really understood. Guess he was Shiny at heart or something along the lines. But besides that, while it was cute for a while to see Mew try to teach him things, like how to fly around and interact more so with all of the nearby Pokémon, his heart jumped hard as shit in his chest when Rey sneezed and accidentally teleported himself away. Luckily for him and Mew they could sense his Aura and in turn his location but it wasn't as easy as it sounds. He teleported sporadically and to random locations at that. Sometimes he warped closed, other times far and the rest very, very far. Even if they teleported to him he'd be gone in another flash of blue just like that. This pattern continued for a total of 2 hours before they found him just outside the edge of Pallet Town, fast asleep and surrounded by wild forest Pokémon, who were watching over him.

From that day on, he forbade Mew to doing anything of the sort like this again, or at least had to wait until he was of age to learn how to control incredible powers like that. That is if he ever asked for such a thing. Even if he was a Pokémon-human hybrid he was born human and not Pokémon. And with the case of Arceus impregnating a human female then the baby had to be born human, unlike if it was any other Pokémon with the Human-Like Egg Group. And for someone who wasn't naturally born a Pokémon they have no instincts on how to control their abilities so incidents like that occur. But he had to admit seeing his son turned baby Mew sleeping in his arms like that brought up some very warm fatherly feelings back to him. He had to stop himself from lightly cooing at the memory. Though….now that he thought about it, Rey always did seem to get along very well with Mew the most out of most of the other Legends. Though for some reason when he was around Groudon he would always complain, cry, or the sort. And how could he forget about when he spat up over Groudon's chest when the Continent Pokemon was in his human disguise? Man, he was grumpy after THAT one.

He cleared his throat audibly catching Groudon and Stephan's attention and break them from their 'screaming contest'. Yet not without giving their last comments.

"Keep talking and I'll punt the shit out you across the damn planet."

"I hope one of those landmasses you fuck around with shoots right up your ass."

Okay, that one got some laughs out of some of them. Kyoger for one and Arceus couldn't hold back a bit before he regained composure.

"I have to admit that was a very impressive theory you just described. Though I think you would like to understand the true reason as to why you have that appearance. On the grounds if it confirms or debunks what you think, Stephan."

That caught the teenager's attention quickly, making him forget about Groudon at the moment. Though that didn't mean he didn't have a few more words to say to him later. Once again his focus was on Arceus. "Seriously? Okay then, well what's the truth then?"

Arceus took a deep breath. This was gonna be the start of the true conversation. "To be entirely honest with you from here on out I may not know about this Black, but you do and that's good enough. But I do know that counterparts of similar universes exist and I can say with certainty that you're his counterpart."

Stephan nearly jumped back and gapped. He regained his composure and took a single step forward. "Wha-no way! I just said that I wasn't born in-"

"I know," Arceus interjected, "but what you think you know isn't the truth. You were in fact born in our universe. Not in that other world as you so firmly believe, and I know this because I was there during your birth. Your birth to your original parents and it was because of me that I you live in that other world. You don't know of it because you were a baby, just a small toddler actually, and there were…some complications regarding the transfer so any memories of this world or your parents have been highly repressed."

Stephan didn't have the slightest clue on what to say. He couldn't even make a sound for that matter. The infinitely white space was incredibly quiet as tension was building up in the air. The boy retraced his step but then took an extra one with his other foot. Trying to not fall down by the shock that was coursing through him he placed both feet side by side and stood up all the way. He blinked multiple times as Arceus' words kept repeating themselves through his head. He wasn't of his world? He was born in this Pokémon universe!? If he was being honest with himself this was just another of his biggest dreams coming true right now! But he couldn't feel as if he could enjoy this next discovery as much as the previous ones. The reason why was because Arceus says he was born from his original parents. So…the mother who gave birth to him wasn't his actual mom? But how? Arceus couldn't have just spontaneously made her pregnant with him and give him a new body while doing it. Else she'd be called the modern Virgin Mary and he had no idea how his grandmother and most certainly his mom would feel about that. He got frustrated again at not seeing how the pieces were fitting.

"Who….I-I don't get it. How is that…" he shakes his head, "what does that even mean!? I can't be born from two people! And if what you say is true then who are my real parents!? Why the fuck did you send me to a world like that one!? And as a baby!? Dude! Like…the fuck!? Nothing makes sense!"

Arceus anticipated this reaction. As he thought the boy was very confused and slightly frightened. How could he not? He's finding out that the life he lived wasn't the one he was supposed to be living, technically making his current life a lie. Arceus couldn't help but feel sympathy for the boy, especially with all of these problems seeming to blow up right in front of him. But if this wasn't sorted out now then Arceus would go back to the days where he regretted his choice at doing what he had to, just on the grounds that he couldn't father the child he personally sired. The one he grew too attached to in such a short amount of time and who was the only one to reduce the God of Pokémon into such a nervous wreck when any needs he wished for weren't full-filled. Baby needs of course.

"Before I'm able to answer the first two questions I think answering the third first will be more beneficial. It will help if you knew who your real parents are and why what happened, happened. Maybe that way you'll be able to fully understand. For starters…you're name. It's not your original name either. While you and others you know in that other world refer to you as Stephan you're true name is Rey. Rey Takashi."

Stephan made a deadpanned look, with his mouth dropped. He slightly tilted his head. "Really?"

"Is there something wrong about that?" Arceus asked him.

Stephan…or Rey as it seems, rose his right arm with his hand near his face. "I thought I made that name completely up! I mean I just needed something to put as a Username in my gaming profiles! I mean…I couldn't think of anything and people keep taking this name or that name. Next thing I know "Rey Takashi" just pops up in my head. I thought it was pretty catchy so I used it and decided it'd be my alias name. Plus I like what Takashi means in Japanese. Reverence. How could I not like that name? But now you're telling me Rey Takashi is my real name and Stephan isn't?"

"Yes. While I will not disrespect your new name I'm saying that it isn't your original one. A new face and a new name had to come from a new source. Our world. Your father gave you your first name and your mother gave you her mother's original surname." Arceus said.

Rey swallowed a nervous gulp of saliva. "So this thing about sending me away to protect me? From what? How did my parents take this?" He asked, somewhat worried about the new answer's that he was going to receive. But experiences like these…even strange ones that blow your mind to outlandish proportions don't come very often if he had to be honest. 'I mean it's only a one in…I don't know…one in a NEVER chance!' But he couldn't say never since it was happening right now.

"As I said, before I can tell you what you had to be protected from this has to be answered first. As for your parents…you're mother….you're mother and…and I were devastated that this was the way that things had to be."

Rey blinked. After five minutes he blinked again. His heart began to beat faster but not in some kind of anxiety like before. For another reason that he just knew he heard wrong. "….what? My mother and what? My mother and WHAT!? Did you just say "I"!? Wha-but that means…!" Did Arceus seriously just say what he thought he said!?

The 'mon in question floated down from his perch until he touched the spot right in front of Rey. The boy looked up to the giant Pokémon getting a very up close look at his height. Yeah. About a little over 10 feet for sure. Arceus than began to glow white and shimmer for a bit before he flashed the same color. Rey had to cover his face with his arm to avoid being blinded from the slight intensity of it. When it cleared a few seconds later and Rey was able to see once more he was once again surprised. Arceus had just now adopted his human disguise if what he saw Mira doing was any indication. Arceus was sporting a white jacket with a tallow shirt underneath. He wore black jogging pants and brown boots. His skin was a fair tan while his hair was white, which reached his shoulders, looked as smooth as the finest silk. Rey wasn't good at judging height but if he had to make a guess he'd say a couple of inches past 6'0. So…6'2? Again, like he'd know. He even speculated his own height at times. Though Rey had to admit that the man's new form was pretty impressive. Yet before he could voice his opinion he found that he was being lightly wrapped into a hug by the guy.

"I've….I've wanted to see you for a very long time now. Rey…my son." Arceus said in a light whisper while making his hug a bit tighter but not uncomfortable. Rey didn't know if he could move at that moment. It felt as if he was paralyzed on the spot and he couldn't even twitch an inch. He had finally stopped asking himself if this or that was really happening or if he had managed to mishear anything. Of course he heard everything perfectly the first time though he wanted to make sure that what these powerful beings didn't say anything they didn't mean too. Now of all things….he's hit with this!? Arceus….is his own father!? It was too good to be true but it was. If it wasn't then this man wouldn't he hugging him as if he was his last life-link. Though some strange part of Rey couldn't help but feel relieved. Relief over a few things that he had subconsciously had been suppressing. He had already explained to Mew that he never knew his real father and the only thing he had to a father was his stepfather, Chris. He wasn't a bad man and Rey knew that. And he did his best to keep their family together when Rey, his mother and two little sisters were a family. But he was far from perfect. He had drinking problems from time to time, when Rey was younger and was very controlling when Rey was a child. Striking his mother, pushing her down the stairs, making her feel caged by trying to take away her own privileges of being a grown woman like having nights to herself, etc. With each and every act like that he couldn't help but to despise the man with more and more passion, though that hate and anger was repressed with as much willpower as he had. He couldn't deny the man did love the family that he made but he made too many mistakes too keep it together any longer. It was only just a few months back when that happened. Now his mom and Chris were separated with his sisters living with his mother.

In regards to treating him as his dad, Rey only called him that to be respectful. But on a personal level, it just didn't feel right to call him that in any way. He didn't know why but it was the same way when he was a child. Of course that could've been from the fear that Chris implanted into him when he was having his "episodes". His mom was like his lifeline to keep him safe but he also wanted to do the same for her. He always hated how she got hurt by messing with Chris, just because he was the one that was having problems. So even though he did want to move out of the house to live with his grandmother earlier in live he just couldn't bear to leave his mother alone with that man. Not when he didn't even trust him to do right by her which he rarely ever did. Even up to now, at 17 years old, when he occasionally came to visit his half-sisters when he had the chance Rey made every point to not see him. The man argued, beat and shouted ingrained fear into him to what he hated. He also did everything he could to not call him "dad". Something in his head just gave him ghost pain every time he did. He hated that feeling. He wasn't really afraid of the man by what he'd do to him personally but he's too fucking emotional for his own good. He was more so scared of how the man would react or how he'd react to others is someone tried to get on his bad-side.

On the grounds of the whole "dad" thing in general he technically went his life without knowing what a dad really was. He didn't see one in Chris and even then he knew that he wasn't his real dad a long time ago. His real "dad" was basically some random guy that knocked up his mother when she was his age. Hell, she didn't even know who the hell the guy was. So Rey chalked the whole thing up as the man being a deadbeat. Nothing more but maybe even less than that. Just some guy that didn't know better and who he would never really care for if he by some coincidence met the man. Just more than likely thought he could get a good lay out of his mother, who was a miraculous woman. And he'd know. She had a lot of self-esteem issues that rarely anyone, besides his grandmother helped. But she was pulling through. He'd say that he was even her rock when it came to reliable males in her life, which was so few. But even he had to admit what is was like to have a real dad. No one could ever get too old to meet missing family. But this was huge! Who could say realistically that their father was a god!?But he had to make sure of something. Honestly "dad" was an unfamiliar term for him. If Arceus was being real with him…then he should feel something if he addressed as such, right? It couldn't hurt to try.

"D…d-dad? My dad?" He asked with a small voice. He could feel Arceus hugging him slightly tighter.

"Yes, son. That's right. I can't believe how much you've grown. I'd give anything to have seen it myself…but this will suffice I suppose. Just meeting you again like this is more than I could've ever asked for. All of us. We're so glad to see you again." Arceus said tenderly, slightly rubbing his back.

Rey's breath nearly caught in his throat. First he got that same sense of deja'vu from out of nowhere, like with what had happened to Mira. Something about that last sentence seemed familiar. Besides that he didn't know what…but he felt that something he was looking for. Some kind of weird mental spark that he just couldn't put into words. But it happened those two times he called Arceus dad. It was like some kind of instinct was screaming at him that Arceus was the one who was deserving of that title. Emotions of relief swelled up powerfully in Rey's mind. Looks like he was entirely wrong about his thoughts on his real father. Though he still didn't expect this kind of being as his father, which was on some Percy Jackson shit in his opinion, it was still LEAGUES better than anything he could've imagined when it came to positive aspects. A big smile broke his face as he found himself giving a big hug right back to Arceus, who couldn't help but smile at the affection. He was slightly worried that Rey would have displayed another negative emotion of either disbelief, fear or anything of the sort. But he's taking it much better than he originally anticipated.

"Oh my fucking god! The Arceus is my damn dad! How awesome is that!? I'll tell you! SO awesome that it can't be described with any word! So I'll stick with awesome! DAD! MY REAL DAD!" He couldn't help but cry a few tears of happiness. That was new to him. He never cried because he was happy or relieved. It was his first time ever doing so but this felt like the most appropriate occasion. They broke their hug with Rey quickly wiping his eyes with his right arm. "I don't know how I know…but I can just tell you're my dad. My god…how the…?"

Arceus kept his smile and rubbed Rey's head a bit. "Easy explanation. I'm sure you know how Pokémon imprint on the first person or Pokémon they see once they're born?" Rey nodded. "Well you weren't any different. Even while you have a human visage you're still half Pokémon so you'll adopt some Pokémon traits. One of those traits being the imprinting process which you had done to me as well as your mother. No matter which form I take you'll know by instinct of who I am. There could be 100 kinds of Arceus in this room but you'd still be able to pick me out from the rest. And also most Legendaries refer to me as their father as well, technically making them your siblings."

Mew teleported to Rey's head, sitting on it. "Yup! That's right! That makes you our little brother, even though you're the only one with a direct link to Arceus when it comes to genes."

Rey also kept his smile. "Whoa, epic! So you're basically my big sis!?" He smile slowly dropped as he remember the tiny amount of attraction that he was feeling towards her in her human form before. 'Oh my god. I was having weird thoughts about my own sister. Oh fuck, incest….ugh!' Good thing he found out about this now than later. It just goes to show that Pokémon or human, Mew could snatch up a guy if she wanted. Hell, she could even make herself look like an adult woman to properly fit her adult-like age I guess. BUT….her personality DID suit a teenager so it makes more sense now that he thought about it. He looked around to everyone.

Mew smiled and began to pat his head. "Yup! That's right! And you're our baby brother!"

He lightly flicked her head when he reached his arm up. She gave a small yelp and held the area in mock pain. "If that's the case then how come I'm more mature than you? Heh."

"Hey! I just like having fun is all. Nothing wrong with that." She refuted in a grumpy fashion.

Rey gave a big sigh. Guess sisters would be sisters, young or old. He looked around to the others. "You know…I've always wanted to have a brother too. But to have a bunch of big brothers…who are also Legendaries kinda takes the cake. OH MY GOD, YOU ALL ARE MY BROTHER'S AND SISTERS!? HOW AWESOME! I can't wait to get to know you guys a lot more! Except YOU Groudon!" Most of the Legends sweatdropped

"Fuck you too, you little-ass shit!" He responded in his usual way but Rey didn't even get upset at it. In fact he now saw the insult as just some normal sibling interaction. Even he gave his first younger sister tough love but he still did love her. She was just so much to handle for him and their personalities really clashed a lot.

Rey looked to Arceus, his own father, again. It was still too cool to even think. "So…who's my other mother now?"

Arceus smirked knowing that the boy was going to lose his head once again. "What if I said that you and Ash were also brothers meaning Delia Ketchum is your mother?"

Rey's body jerked violently as he gave another massive gasp. He then began hopping in place and scrunched his eyes, while biting his lower lip. "OH NOOOOOOO!" He exclaimed in a high pitch voice as he jogged around Arceus and then a bit more away from him. All with Mew still on his head mind you. Though when Rey for some reason decided to just let his body fall forward with no show of catching himself Mew took the initiative to coat them in the blue glow of Psychic, making him stop at a 40 degree angle before rising back up to his feet. "Oh shit! Smooth…Criminal~!" Rey said musically, referring to one of the late Michael Jackson's famous hit songs. He hunched forward a bit and gave an obnoxious grow mixed with a groan before taking in a big intake of air when he stood up and ran back to Arceus. "WHAT!? Wait, then wouldn't Ash be the youngest!? Why do you say I am!?"

"Easy. Because unlike you Ash didn't inherit any Pokémon traits. He isn't half-Pokémon like you are, even though naturally my genes would be more prominent no matter who I mated with. But I made it so that he wouldn't be like you and for reason. So…among us Legends you're the youngest. Matter of fact Ash was born a year after you, so if you wish to be technical he's obviously the youngest." He said which confused Rey a bit. Why wouldn't Arceus want Ash to be like him? How could being half fucking Legendary Pokémon be such a bad thing? At least Arceus made it sound that way.

"How come you didn't want Ash to be half Pokémon either? What reason would you do that for? And if Ash was born a year after me then how is it that he's about to be 13 and I'm 17? That's 4 years apart. Not one."

Arceus had stopped smiling and crossed his arms. Okay. Now they finally got to this. Arceus didn't feel as nervous about telling Rey all of these things anymore. Of course he won't appreciate being hunted by Shadow Giratina but it's best for him to know that he isn't going to be alone in this ordeal. But he felt it also had to be appropriate to answer Rey's other question as to how he's born from two mothers. Plus he can describe of the age difference though he personally felt a bit uneasy as to how it happened. But what's done is done and the results all seemed to be fruitful in the end. Rey could tell that Arceus was going to get serious about what he was going to say next. It was the main question that he's been wondering all of this time now and he'd finally get his answer.

"Rey…what I'm about to tell you is going to more than likely sound less than pleasant. Can I have you're word that once you've heard it none of your views on me or the family you've been growing with will change?"

Rey gulped nervously, figuring that this was probably more important than he realized. Though he kinda got why his dad asked him for something like this at least. Anyone could see that when hit with that kind of request everything in your life that you believed to be whatever you thought it was, wasn't. But as far as he could tell that's already been going on for the entire duration of this conversation. So what was a few more? He nodded to Arceus in agreement, making the man nod back.

"Okay. Now don't interrupt me once I begin. You need to hear this all the way through first. Anyway…for me to explain as to why you're here I need to start from the beginning and work up to now. I guess a good starting point would be a good many years ago. Back during the times of when our world was still being molded by us Legendary Pokémon. Not to name anything specific about any of their tasks a subtle but frequent change began to show with the strength and power growing in humans. How they colonized, what they created, how the used those creations and finally their actions towards the Pokémon of the world. But the change wasn't about the humans per-se but one that began to take root in one of my eldest of children. That being Giratina. Contrary to popular belief than how the people of Sinnoh view him he most certainly isn't savage in any way. His visage may be a bit intimidating at first but honestly Giratina is very docile and indifferent to most things. But there was something I never could've calculated. See, Pokémon all grow in power in a variety of ways, be it evolving, training, changing forms, etc. But back then Giratina was different. He had a special ability that began to develop all on its own. And that's the power to take in negativity and convert it to strength. Pretty soon he had amounted twice the power of both Palkia and Dialga and was easily the strongest of all Pokémon, save for myself and Mew. Mew because she had him beat in versatility.

We were all concerned of him gaining so much power in such a terrible way would affect him but he kept reassuring us that he was perfectly fine. And those among us who can sense emotions and thoughts there was nothing to show that he was being affected from the negative energy. And for a while we figured it was nothing after all. But that's all it was. A while. In reality is was just a slow process that didn't outright show until Giratina stated to show signs of violence. Each and every century it got worse and worse. This is probably where the people in Sinnoh began to think that this declining change in his personality was his natural personality and declared his vicious. But it was becoming too concerning to allow him to roam free in this state and until I could figure out a way to help cure him of this savagery I banished him to the Distortion World. Centuries passed again and humanity became more and more advanced and yet I couldn't think of a proper way to erase the evil that had wormed its way into my son's heart. Dialga and Palkia had shown their concerns for him as well, especially since he was mediator between their own bickering. I've run multiple scenarios on what would work and what wouldn't. Using my vast powers to try and create something that could purge that darkness, whether it be an artifact or a new ability. But time and time again I drew blanks and came up with no results. Without having Giratina there himself, I couldn't accurately gauge how strong this negative influence was to do proper work against it.

After so long of near tireless working I figured that I just needed to rest and relax for a while. Mew suggested that I haven't been really paying all the much attention to what's been happening on Earth because of my concerns for Giratina. So I took up her offer and figured that would be my way to relax. Plus it would allow me to see how far along the world has come. That's when I met your mother. First human I came across actually as I wasn't doing anything specific. But she had still been a trainer at that time. I could go on about how we've interacted with one another for hours but the point is we've eventually fund ourselves madly in love with the other. I couldn't' believe it myself but it was true. I, the Pokémon God of this universe, having fallen for a normal human female. It seems kind of silly at first but I've learned that love is the strangest and yet most powerful emotion to exist. Years later she retired as a trainer and we've moved into a house in her hometown of Pallet. She wished for us to even marry and start a family…but I was nervous. She didn't know who I was. What I was and the possible situations she could be put into if we stayed together. Then there were the duties I still had to attend too. I don't know how but I eventually gathered the courage to…to show her who I was. Of course I scaled down the height of my Pokémon form to at least 6 feet. We were in a house after all. Hahaha. If I had to guess I'd say that you got your talent for being surprised from her."

Rey lightly narrowed his eyes. "Heeeey."

Arceus lifted a finger. "Uh-uh. No interruptions." Rey pouted making Arceus chuckle to himself. He put his finger down and resumed. "Anyway even after I showed her my true self and my role in preserving the universe she overcame her shock and looked to me with the gentlest smile I've ever seen her give me. All it took was a peck on the cheek to show that she still cared for me the same as she did before." He rose a fist to his mouth and gave a light cough into it. "I, uh….I don't think I need to disclose what happened after that. Basically we "sealed the deal" if you will."

Rey couldn't help but interrupt once more. "Sorry 'bout interrupting twice but….were you in your Pokémon form?"

Arceus and some of the other Legendaries either gasped in disbelief or just showed it in their widened eyes. And then there were the few that tried to not laugh but were caught snickering like Mew, Terrakion, Keldeo, the 'Genie Trio' and Lugia for instance.

"W-what!?" Arceus asked incredulously.

"I'm just curious on…if you both did it…while you were in your normal form. Like did you get freaky like that for her to show you that she really didn't care about you being Arceus?" Rey repeated. Everyone could see that he was genuinely curious about the certain 'qualities' of his own parent's endeavors. And in ones regarding Pokephilia no less!?

"Why in the world would you ask of something so…so inappropriate and personal!?" Articuno asked.

Rey shrugged not seeing the big issue. "What? I'm just saying that if I were in that situation…I'd be down for it." He raised his hands and tilted his downward a bit. "I won't lie. Pokephilia is a guilty pleasure of mine. I mean if I could turn into a Pokémon? AND I was with my girl? Pssssshhh. Come on," he grinned and tried to fight through small fits of laughter, "shit would be going down. Though if I had a choice I think I'd be a Mew though. Because Mew can become any Pokémon."

He literally left the majority speechless at his bluntness of sexual preference. Those such as Mewtwo felt very uncomfortable hearing things such as this. He himself wasn't against understanding the foundations of mates and what builds to two Pokémon or humans to get to that point but he had no intention of knowing anyone else's sick kicks. Others such as Mesprit, Meloetta or Ho-Oh blushed at the implication. But those that were snickering had to stop for an instant before they began to outright laugh. The genies having fallen to the ground, Terrakion and Keldeo falling to their sides, Lugia sitting down laughing while Mew fell into Rey's arms when he caught her. Geez, their little brother sure did know how to throw it all out there and that was saying something. Arceus was the one who was entirely embarrassed by the question as his face was burning red. Though he didn't know which was more embarrassing. Rey's implications to his weird sexual attractions….or the fact that he was spot on in calling Arceus out in mating with Delia in his normal form. But in his defense she was the one who suggested it! Not him! He was worried he'd probably hurt her or was 'too much' for her or…something along those kinds of lines! And when Rey said he'd rather have been a Mew for 'activities' such as those a picture appeared in his mind. One of that same little baby black Mew who had matured to an adolescent one, and lusted over every attractive female, human and Pokémon that he could get his paws on. He shook his head, making his white hair swish back and forth, at the crazy notion. Or…was it crazy? Geez, now he was worried about Mew getting bright ideas and turning him into a Mew again. Who knows what he'd get himself into with all of that power at his disposal?

'Abuse it to no end.' Came Arceus' mental reply to himself. Wait…he knew that children could also inherit even the smallest of traits from their parents. So…oh god. Was it because of that, that Rey had such a kink!? Even so…even if that happened between him and his wife he couldn't give Rey that satisfaction for an answer. Especially to one such as that. Soon the laughter had begun to die down but giggles were still very apparent. Cobalion gave Terrakion and Keldeo a stare for such rude behavior but they were still in too much of a laughing fit to care all that much.

"Can we please get back on track!?" He exclaimed but not too loudly. He couldn't help but blush more when he saw Rey's sly gaze. He could see it in the boy's eyes. Just from one glance between both of them he knew that he had been caught out. Especially if the broadening grin and chuckles his son gave was any indication.

"Yeah. Sure pops. Didn't know you and ma' rolled like that though." Rey said making the jokers of the Legends give big gasps before covering their mouths to suppress their laughter again. Arceus was now beat red. Honestly! Did his son have no form of tact to speak of!? Why!? Now he wondered if he'd ever be seen the same way in the eyes of his peers ever again. He couldn't help but glance up to Giratina who was sitting right across from him. The ghost dragons' red eyes were widened while he crested mouth was slightly ajar. He blinked a few times before closing his orifice and glancing away. Nope. Seems like that ships about to sail. He had to finish this quick before this gets any worse.

"Anyway… (Sigh) after that we married a while after. And soon we even had our first child on the way. And I say 'our' because you were my first naturally born child, Rey. Of course I've been telling the Legends over the years about me and Delia. Some had their thoughts and opinions of me mating this woman was a good idea or not and others told me to do what I felt was right. So…I did just that. And then you were born right after with the Legends immediately accepting you into the family. Funny thing is you liked Mew the most….disliked Groudon the most. Guess that's carried over to now, hmm? But this small window of peace wasn't open for too long, because disaster feel once again. Giratina had managed to develop a new ability which allowed him to pass through the Distortion World into the real world through reflections. Know he didn't just create it at that moment but apparently had been able to do so for a while. He was just waiting and biding his time until the appropriate time came for him to exact his vengeance against me for throwing him into that backwards reality. Unfortunately he had also seen your birth and was fueled by rage at how the 'King' of the universe sired a child with a 'lowly pitiful human.' He came and attacked again though changed tactics. Instead of going right for me he instead decided to eliminate you as to spite me.

The only ones who did battle with Giratina was Palkia and Dialga, while I instead used this opportunity to gather some of that essence that Giratina had been unleashing. The kind that had grown so out of control that he wasn't even the Pokémon that we knew anymore. Using that as a basis along with the power of my Life Plates I managed to create a gem known as the Rage Onyx. I transported myself to where Dialga and Palkia were fighting Giratina, which was Spear Pillar where Dialga had managed to stop time around him, as I used the power of the gem to grab hold of and separate the negativity from him entirely. The energy then formed into the one who was the driving force behind Giratina' actions. An evil Pokémon who also took his form, Shadow Giratina. The split between them halved their powers but also left both very weak and vulnerable. So to make sure he wouldn't wreak havoc I trapped him in the Onyx with Dialga's time seal still in effect on it. We thought that would be the end of him. Only a year later with Ash's being born were we wrong. Dialga wasn't strong enough to stop time on the Onyx…but merely slow it down to a crawl. It took him that full year of slower than a Slowbro nonstop movement to break free again. And like before he went after you but this time he wasn't aiming to kill. No. He sensed that you held real power inside of you when he was controlling Giratina. He spoke of having kept his ability to being able to absorb energy, thanks to him being born from Negative energy. It makes him naturally inclined to obtain as much power as possible.

But you're energy? You held a lot. You hold a lot. A very incredible amount of it. As I'm sure you know the Ketchum bloodline is an ancient one of incredibly powerful Aura manipulators. Though it always seems to skip the woman in the generation for some reason each male is born with this Aura. Sir Aaron was the last one dated with such powers and those have reformed in both you and Ash. Though unlike Ash, who only inherited this 'Reincarnated Aura' you've inherited that but with a mixture of my own Aura. My blood and essence merged with the ancient Aura of the Ketchum line to create a new kind of Aura altogether. Shadow Giratina wanted it and badly. But honestly, I had a feeling that if he broke free again then he'd come after you again. I just didn't expect you to be absorbed to be his goal. I at least managed to save Ash from the same fate by taking away my powerful essence when he was still developing in your mother's womb. But I couldn't do the same to you. So while we were protecting you Giratina, Palkia and Dialga were once again doing battle with Shadow Giratina. And again, taking place at Spear Pillar. Though that was beneficial since that's where the Onyx was. I had Palkia send it to me with his spatial abilities before I made one more adjustment to it that was sure to keep Shadow Giratina imprisoned for good. Instead of just containing his power I formed the shell out of his power. A negative and negative make a positive after all. So with the shell being made of something he ironically couldn't break or absorb because his energy was directed back at him he was once again trapped. I figured since Earth was too dangerous then it'd be best to send him back to the Distortion World.

Giratina volunteered to watch of the Onyx in the Distortion World, and he was also the most familiar with the place. Seeing no better option I allowed it but wasn't happy with the result. You've been sought after by the same crazed psychopath two times in a row and I was scared of what would happen if he escaped again. I had no way to eradicate him entirely since he was a being of energy and the Rage Onyx was my only known means of stopping him. I wouldn't be able to do anything if he came after you a third time…so I made an impossible choice…but not without talking it all over with your mother. With Palkia's help because of the cost of my energy reserves to deal with Shadow Giratina…we were in another world. It was night out and a terrible blizzard was raging. I placed an energy field over us since Palkia wasn't good with snow and you were in my care. A hospital was in the distance as well. I turned us invisible as we headed towards it. There…I found one of the most saddening sights. A young boy…no older than a toddler was in a hospital bed, hooked up to machine after machine. The one who was the doctor was escorting a distraught family out of the room, who also left afterwards, though not before turning out the lights. Looking at the heart monitor…it didn't seem that the boy was going to make it. A brilliant but also ungodly selfish scheme appeared in my head and I still feel disgusted for even having come up with it.

We miniaturized our sizes and teleported into the room, dropping the shield and invisibility. I looked down to the boy in sadness as I saw his life ebbing away at the schemes. Though when I looked to you I couldn't help but figure that what I was about to do, while evil in the eyes of some, would also bring about both a great kindness and to keep you safe all in one. But how could I? I had the power to heal whatever ailments this boy, whose life didn't even start, was plagued with. Yet instead I just waited…and waited…and waited as the beeping in the heart monitor got slower and slower. A knot tightened in my chest as it stopped entirely. The boy had passed on to the other-world of that universe and I couldn't help but shed a tear for him. But…in the end I hoped that I'd be able to amend any kind of sadness I felt and what that family would feel at my actions. I gave one last look to you before I did the miraculous. Transforming both your body and soul into nothing but pure energy. The body the soul of that boy occupied was now nothing but a shell that had not fully developed, as two souls couldn't exist with one being. I merged the entirely of your being into the body and waiting until I saw the results. The energy of your Aura was powerful enough to pump out anything ill that had befallen the boy prior and now…you were the driving force behind the shell. But I wasn't finished. I couldn't leave you as you were. Not when you had the fresh memories of an infant, a toddler and such power that would grow in intensity so fast that you wouldn't be able to properly control it. I repressed your memories as mines and Delia's son and blocked off your Aura as well. You were no longer Rey Takashi-Ketchum when the process was done. Because now you had the memories, thoughts, emotions and mannerisms that were supposedly, at least, near identical to the body of the boy who previously inhabited it."

Rey fell silent after Arceus was finished telling the tale. His vision was slightly blurry in shock as his lips twitched. His eyes diverted to the ground as he tried to force himself to talk. "Y-you mean….that boy…that body….he…he was the original…."

Mew spoke the rest, also in shock. "Stephan….Stedmire," She covered her mouth with a paw. "Oh my…R-Rey?"

Rey couldn't help but try to find humor by cracking a few chuckles but they were hollow. Arceus, Mew…everyone could tell that he was putting a front to cover his immense mind-fuck. "I've…I've heard you can't understand a person until you walk a mile in their shoes….and here I am. Doing that exact thing….literally. 17 years later. Stephan….the Stephan…died? He died…as a child." He looked at his hands. He didn't even notice that they were shaking. "I'm not….I'm not who I thought I was? Since I was…no... he was born? I…I'm Rey Takashi….in the body of Stephan Stedmire. I was never him to begin with. I just….thought I was."

Arceus placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Out of everything that this boy had seen and heard since arriving this news had to be the biggest shock of them all. He didn't question Shadow Giratina's motives or at least not yet. Though he was sure to have already figured out what they were. Arceus did just tell him the reason why he was sent to the world he grew up in and then all of a sudden is brought here? Then he finds out the life he lived was a big lie. At least partially but that still didn't excuse a thing. In truth…he was never Stephan. Maybe a close representation….but not the original. The original was gone. Gone for good. Only because his death was a short one was the brain still intact, which held all of the bits of information it contained. Information Rey adapted too with specs of his own thrown into the mix.

"Rey….I'm so, so, sorry for all of this. I know that…I know that you didn't want to hear anything even short of it but you needed to know. I only wanted nothing more…than to protect you. I managed to do both that….and help a family regain their ill boy. I can't even imagine how you must be feeling." He hugged Rey again. Mew floated from his arms and also went to hug him, trying not to cry at his expense. "But like I said…don't let this discovery…change your views on the family you grew up with…or us."

Mew nodded and sniffed. "That's right! No matter who you are, what you're called or what you look like….you're you. Don't let anyone, not even yourself tell you otherwise."

The slight dead look in Rey's eyes lightened a bit. Not a lot…but it was noticeable. He rose both of his arms and pulled the two in for a tighter hug. Mew's fur rubbed against his face while he lightly rubbed his head into Arceus' chest. He felt as if he wanted to cry…but he couldn't. The logical part of his brain said that there wasn't even a need for it. Not like he could anyway. This always happened in these kinds of moments. Like attending a funeral for a family member….he just didn't have any tears to give. Didn't mean he didn't feel crummy on the inside but he was partially indifferent. He didn't know if that was the right thing to be feeling once you've learned you've been taking someone else's life for a joyride for many, many years but some part of him, maybe his subconscious…knew.

He broke from the hugs and stayed silent for a while. "I…I think I knew."

Arceus and Mew gasped in surprise.

"You…what do you mean you-"

Rey cut his father off. "Not knew, knew. It's just…I felt that I wasn't…myself. I mean…I can't explain it but a few years back when I was 14…I've been having a sort of…identity crisis. Each time I looked in the mirror…I felt wrong. Like there was something in me…in my own features that were just straight alien to me. Like I wasn't who I should've been? I didn't really get it. I knew I was just…different. I just didn't know why or how. But I was. I was different and I hated it. I hated it because I didn't know why I felt that way. I first thought it was in my head but then my head would say otherwise. But now…but now I….I'm glad I know. May not…may not be the greatest of stories to hear anyone tell you but to finally understand…dad….thank you." He looked down again. "Let's just….can we not talk about this anymore?"

Arceus couldn't help but wipe his own eyes from the tears that had escaped. "No…thank you, my son. I was worried that you would hate me for what I've done. I'm just glad…that you understand." Sniffling was heard elsewhere, showing that it was Heatran who was crying anime tears from the sad story and touching scene that came afterwards, but he was trying to keep up a tough visage.

"Uhh…Heatran, you got a little…" Rey said as he made a sweeping motion in the air in front of his eyes.

"I'm not crying! (Sniff) My eyes just leak from time to time!" He defended as the sniffling became more apparent, before his nose began to drip with snot. He made obnoxious sniffing actions to try and suck it back through his nostrils but failing. Darkrai handing him a handkerchief which he blew into, since he couldn't hold it. Darkrai grimaced and shivered in disgust as his left hand was covered in mucus. With the use of Will-O-Wisp three balls of bluish-white flames encircled the used tissue and burned it away, though he kept it up to sterilize his hand in the flame, from the mucus. He winced from the burning sensation but he didn't mind it. He'd wash his hands right after too. Couldn't properly work in the kitchen with them being so germy now, could he? He nearly gagged at the thought.

Rey sighed and rubbed his face. "Holy…I'm gonna need some time to….to properly get a hold of all of this though. Sorry. It's…it's just-"

Arceus rose a hand to stop him. "No. I understand. But don't let that define who you are. That's just it. Nothing more than that."

Rey mulled over his words before nodding. "Yeah. Okay. Though in some weird way….I'm glad that my life is no longer normal anymore. I was worried I'd grow up like everyone else and stuff. Now I find out I'm all of this. Hey…you're basically god here. So does that make me a Demigod!?"

Arceus smirked at seeing how his son was getting his earlier momentum back. After disclosing intense information like that who was he to not spoil the boy a bit with fun answers to fun questions? "Logically…yes. It does make you a Demigod. Technically so is Ash…but like I said I removed the same kind of power from him that you possess, in case Shadow Giratina went for him next."

Rey gave a squeal as he placed his fists in front of his mouth. "Me….a Demigod. AND I have some kind of powers too!? How do I use those!? I mean it's been another massive dream of mine to have powers of my own and shit! As long as they were cool then I didn't care what they were!"

Mew took the initiative and floated up to his face. "Well~…we don't know for sure. Like daddy said you have something like super power Aura for one. But anything beyond that….none of us can be sure to sure what you can do."

Rey was about to get excited again but Arceus cut him off once more. "Listen, I understand that you're probably more than ready to use these abilities that you have but there are still some more things that you need to know beforehand. Actually, after I'm done telling you what I have to say I think it would be best to send you back to your…well…you know…the other body."

Rey's body lightly tightened at the mentioning, still feeling uncomfortable that he was using someone else's body. So...if he was here then his body was a shell again? Or no? Were they still as connected as his dad said they were while his soul or "inner body" was here? Ugh. He rubbed his head to try stop slight aches from the confusion. "Okay. Like what? About that Shadow Giratina bitch?"

"Don't take him lightly. He's incredibly dangerous brother. Only seeing his capabilities will alert you to how much of a threat he is." Giratina said to Rey who looked back to him. Arceus nodded.

"Now listen son…the final thing that I have to tell you. As I'm sure you've deduced Shadow Giratina is on the loose once more."

"Well yeah. I mean…I'm here." He said simply. What else would they be doing this for? To say "hi" after 17, err…10 years? Well it was 17 to him dammit. Though honestly he'd never object to it.

"Yes. As I've said since he's being of pure negative energy he aims to absorb as much power as he can, before he tries to overtake me like he did before. But once again you've become his target. Searching through the Omniverse, or at least some of it, I've located your energy in that other world and had Mew send you that necklace."

"Yeah, I've been wondering what this thing does exactly." Rey said pointed to it.

"It's a specially crafted artifact of my own design. See, it already served one of its uses. It unlocked the gates of your powers which will then allow me to unlock some more of them. How much I can't say but you'll have to train to use more and more of your Aura or any other special abilities you gain." Arceus said.

"Some? Why not all?" Rey asked, wondering why he couldn't get the full package.

"Because if I were to do that then your body would more than likely burn itself out all at once, from not being able to handle the strain. As I said you have intense power inside of you. So much so that it's on par with that of myself as far as I can tell. You are my son after all. Not only that but a Legendary's Aura is about 3 to 5 times more potent that any normal Aura produced by humans or regular Pokémon. As you are, you'd die from the overload. So that's why I'll steadily unleash your power until you can't possibly contain more. The second function of the gem is that it will allow you to contact any of us at a moment's notice. Though only I, Mew or Palkia are capable of transferring over to your world if you require assistance from them. Except unlike the two of them I'll appear in an astral projection. I feel it's best for me to stay in our world in case Shadow Giratina makes a move."

"Can't you just sense him out?" Rey asked but Arceus nodded.

"That's the thing. We can't. He's like a Kecleon. He can perfectly conceal himself and well as his energy. So I'll need to observe for any strange activity in the Pokémon world." He explained. Rey rolled his eyes at how cliché that was. Sure. Of course the super-ultra-OP-dark Legend can do that. Why not?

"Okay, so that sucks. Though now that I'm thinking about it, not that I'M complaining….but how come you're giving me my powers? I mean I get this is awful and all and while I SHOULD be able to kick ass in case I had to protect myself, though I've never been in a fight before, I don't think I can take on someone who none of you could outright beat."

Arceus gave him a reassuring smile. "Yes. I Know that. But I don't expect you to fight him right away. It's just that circumstances have changed. Remember how I told you he can absorb energy? Well if he absorbs it then he can manipulate it himself. Say if he were to absorb a being who could regenerate or had magical abilities. He could absorb those powers and use them to his advantage, but he'd have to get in his own practice to perfect them. So that's a plus. Unfortunately he managed to absorb some of Palkia's Space Manipulation and became capable of traveling dimensions. So before he could find out that you were no longer in our universe we reached out to you first. Now that there's no guarantee of your safety you need your abilities to stand a chance. If you manage to perfect them then you'll be a valuable asset in defeating him once again and then we'll seal him away. Unfortunately it would seem that Shadow Giratina destroyed the Rage Onyx and did something to whatever remained of it. The Onyx was made from his essence which I need in order to properly seal him."

"Train!?" Rey exclaimed though not in an upset manner. He'd be training!? Like on some kind of DBZ, Naruto or the like type of training!? Oh, he was already cooking up idea on what exactly he'd be able to do to make his training worthwhile. "Oh, I can't wait! Is someone gonna be helping me or am I gonna have to do this on my own for a bit."

Mew put a hand on his shoulder. "Just a little bit. We want to help daddy in seeing if there's any kind of strange activity in the world first. Give us…a week at the most. Then I'll stop by and see your progress."

Rey fist pumped and jerked his fist downward to his chest. "Awesome, Mira! So does this gem thing do anything else?"

Arceus nodded. "One more function I added to it. It has the power to conceal your energy from Shadow Giratina, but only as long as you wear it. Mira only found you after a minute or two of searching for your Aura because even if I suppressed nearly all of it a tiny amount leaked out. The gem unlocked a bit more, which is why you've been feeling those burst of energy from when Mew was in danger. Though I will personally release a floodgate of it. If you were to remove it you'd be like beacon showing yourself to Shadow Giratina, especially since Legendary Pokemon have entirely unique Aura. Plus it has the power to ward him off as well."

"Ward him off?" Rey asked with a raised eyebrow.

Arceus elaborated for him. "Basically if he tries to attack you the gem will repel him. I've infused it with my own natural Aura which is deadly against beings of darkness or negativity like him. So it won't allow him or beings like him to harm you."

"Hey Rey, I've been wondering something. You do know that Mira is just a name I take when I'm in my human disguise. So why do you keep calling me that?" Mew asked with a curious tilt of her head. Rey couldn't help but give a light laugh at the question. Man, did he develop such a habit with Pokémon or what?

"Thing is…in my Pokémon video games each time I catch a new Pokémon, or even the same Pokémon I give them names. Like…I think it's cool to give Pokémon names and not just address them by their species name. Give them a sense of individuality even if it's all virtual and stuff. But I can never just have a Pokémon without a name. Oh, and no stupid nicknames that you wouldn't give a person. Like…like real names. So that's why I call you Mira. Because that's who you are. That's your name. We're all family too, right? So then I guess that makes you Mira Takashi. Doesn't that sound awesome or what!? Oh, and I never call Pokémon 'its'. I don't fuck with it. You guys have genders so why do people do that!? If I know you're male or female then I'm going to address the Pokémon as such. I get if people don't know the gender of a Pokemon but I'd like to know before hand. I check people on that you know?" He exclaimed. The Legendaries felt incredibly touched that he saw Pokémon in such a very bright light. Even when he didn't know if they truly existed or not he still went out of his way to treat them as equals. It showed a lot about his character and more about how much he loved Pokémon to go to such lengths to make them more unique then they originally are.

"That's… that's very amazing Rey. You know I feel the same way exactly," Giratina said, "to me it sounds as if we're all just objects. Knowing that someone else feels the exact same as me…makes me happy." Giratina gave a genuine smile which hasn't been seen since he met Ash and his gang. If he had to say in a personal opinion Rey loved Pokémon just as much, if not more than even Ash himself, and that was saying something. "You know…when I take my human guise…the name that I go by is Giran."

Rey grinned and turned to him and flashed him. "So that's your name? Alright. From now on I'm calling you nothing but Giran, big bro. Giran Takashi! Oh man, that sounds so cool to say. 'Big bro'. Heh. Legendary Pokémon as big brothers and sisters. And I'm used to being the oldest. Though I'm gonna learn all of your names someday I really want to get these powers popping off. No offense."

"Oh, none taken whatsoever." Dialga said with a light shake of his head. Arceus, nodding his own, walked up to Rey and placed a hand on his head. Mew-ahem-Mira decided to get some distance while their father worked his magic. Rey felt both anxious and nervousness as his father had kept his hand on his head, thinking that this was along the lines of some shit that the Grand Elder Guru from DBZ was doing like when he unlocked Gohan's and Krillen's hidden potential. Dende didn't really count since he wasn't a fighter but a healer and he just needed to fly to the guy's faste-

Rey jolted as he felt a spark shoot through his head again, but this one was more powerful than before, and chest simultaneously. He gasped loudly as it felt as if his body was going through a massive surging of rush of something he couldn't at all describe. Like every single cell in his body was moving erratically and was getting super charged at the same time. He looked to his hands, seeing the familiar teal color of Aura flow from them before it did the same with his body. Looking closely he could see tiny specs of gray mixed in with the color which confused him as to the change. If there was any significance to the gray in the Aura then it could be another subconscious message as to why gray was his favorite color. Arceus removed his hand from Rye's head and crossed his arms with a proud look as the rest of the process took place on his own. After a few seconds of waiting, and seeing Rey observe himself, a pillar of gray-specked teal Aura burst forth from him that rose high into the air. The surge was so powerful and exhilarating that Rey couldn't' help but shout from the power rise. His hair and clothes wavering in the flow of power. Shockwaves of air rippled across the reflective surface of the massive table they stood on. Even Mira was being slightly pushed back from the force. Besides Arceus, the Legends could hardly believe the amount of energy that they were sensing.

"Yup! That's most definitely the power of a Legendary Pokémon!" Terrakion shouted over the surge of rushing power.

"Oh, w-wow!" Celebi exclaimed alongside him. Soon enough the surge had to cease before it all came down to a controlled halt. Rey was gasping for breath, but not from exhaustion. From elation at knowing exactly how rushing power felt. His Aura still clung to him and was gently flowing in a more neutral state around him. The height of the power he felt from it being unlocked slowly decreased until he felt partially normal. Though his shock didn't wear off until the Aura stopped showing entirely. Arceus smiled to Rey.

"You see? This is the power that's been within you all along. Embrace it and give proper use to it."

Rey couldn't help but continue to stammer as he looked over himself. He didn't change physically…again…but the real change took place under the surface. "Ah! S-so you mean…you mean that this is…I g-got all of this…." His face broke into one more grin before he jumped in place multiple times, "POWER! REAL LIFE, HONEST TO EVERY GOD IN EXISTENCE POWER! IT FEELS SO FUCKING AMAZING! IT'S INCREDIBLE! THIS IS HOW POWER FEELS!?" He landed on the ground and crouched low. He groaned loudly in excitement while slowly raising his shaking fists above his head. "IIIIIII LOVE IT!" He sprung one last time into the air, except he noticed he jumped much, much higher than just a couple of feet. He gasped when he saw that he had jumped probably the equivalent of 10 feet or a bit more. "Ack! No!" He flailed in the air as he fell back down, knowing he'd injure himself from landing from such a height. Yet when he landed in a crouch he was amazed to find that he was perfectly fine. Not even mild shock running through his legs.

Seeing the confused look Arceus said, "There is more to it than just unlocking your Aura. Now that I've brought about your normal physiology like when you were a baby your body is as resistant to shock and pain as any Pokémon. Probably even more so since us Legends can take more punishment and still continue to battle on. Meaning that your bones, muscles, even your skin are many times tougher than any human could even dream of. Things such as falling from heights won't do much damage to you, though try not to make a habit out of it. Remember, you're only as strong as you train your body to be. But yes, the increase in muscle strength allows you to jump higher, run faster, you're physically stronger, and your senses are sharper."

Rey kept up his grin. "And to get the most out of all my 'perks' I gotta train hard and train even harder than that."

Mira floated to him. "Well you DO have to make sure that you take breaks every now and then."

"Well duh." Rey replied trying to get his mouth under control. But he couldn't. Here he was…in possession of one of his dreams. Literally in the palms of his hands. Hell, in his whole body! The power of a Legendary Pokémon. It was so amazing. He could feel each and every pore just radiating with energy. Like he took so many energy drinks and was on an all-time caffeine high, yet had no terrible drawbacks to it. "I need to try something with this!" He took some steps back from the two and opened his legs a bit until he felt that they were firmly planted. He took a deep breath and placed the ends of his palms together before drawing them to his side, trying to channel his awesome powers. The Legendaries knew immediately what he was trying to do but didn't interrupt him as they were curious as to if he could already use the Aura Sphere attack.

Though in Rey's mind he felt that this was more along the lines of trying to perform the Kamehameha instead of the Aura Sphere. Though in his opinion he couldn't be blamed for at least pretending. Especially when he technically didn't have to anymore. And it's nearly everyone on Earth's dream to do that move. Though the Aura Sphere was more similar to the Hadouken from Street Fighter for being a blast of energy instead of a beam.

'Concentrate. Concentrate.' Rey chanted in his head as he meant to focus some of his power to the space between his palms. Some sweat formed on his brow as it seemed to have taken more effort than he thought it did to do this. Lucario make it look so easy. But before he knew it a few teal sparks of power began to jut around and gather between his cupped palms. Afterwards a tiny ball of Aura began to form before it began to increase in size more and more. Rey grunted and strained as he tried to keep the energy under control though it grew harder and harder the larger the Aura Sphere grew. Soon the orb sparked out of existence with a small boom. The recoil making Rey's arms fly apart and knock him to his side. He breathed as some sweat dripped down his face which he wiped.

"D-dammit. Not as easy...as I thought it'd be. Guess….that's what you mean by training." He said. Mira floated over to him.

"But that was a good attempt! Not even newly evolved Lucario can get that close at times! And most of the time it's just instinct."

Rey sat up and shrugged. "Yeah, well…working for it is much more rewarding. And who knows? Maybe I can come up with my own moves! I mean I've kinda been hypothesizing what Aura can do and now I have the means to actually work with it! Oh yeah. I'll get Aura Sphere down and then some other things with my shit." He then stood up felling himself regain his energy much quicker than usual.

Arceus grinned. "Well it's nice to know that you'll be hard at work. Of course that could be your Pokémon blood speaking."

Rey shrugged. "Hey, there's no harm in indulging it. AND it's Friday too!? I better get home and get started!"

"As you wish." Arceus said before he was covered in the white light before assuming his normal form. "Remember, Mira will come to visit you in a week's time. So besides training just life your life the way you have been. I'm sure that days like those are going to probably become less likely to be lived if things continue to spiral out of control, so be on guard for anything."

Rey gave a lazy thumbs up. "Got it. Thanks dad. Oh…and will this affect my other self in some way?"

Arceus mulled over the statement and gave it a deep thought. He honestly had no idea. "Well it could in some ways…but it also can't. I guess you'll just have to personally see for yourself. Good luck Rey, and make sure to grow stronger." With that last statement Arceus' eyes glowed blue and the gem around Rey's neck began doing the same. It coated the boy in a blue and gray glow before he vanished from the spot.

Earth Prime: Rey's Room

Rey jolted right awake from his inter-dimensional travel/sleep and sat right up. Looking around he could see that he was once again back in his room. He was no longer in clothes but back in the shirt and boxers he fell asleep in. His room being a bit darker from the time that had elapsed while he was gone. He placed a hand to the gem.

"Holy shit…I really was gone, wasn't I?" He asked himself. He rose his hands to his hair but found that it was back to its partially cut, partially short length. In the bit of light that came through his window he saw his skin tone was back to being brown. Grabbing his phone he turned it on and found that 2 whole hours had passed. "My god. But did I….really…it all felt too real to be fake."

Wanting to test it out for himself he looked down to his hands and turned them, palms upwards. He took a deep breath and tried to get a rise out of the power that Arceus had unlocked for him. Almost instantly the room was illuminated with the teal glow that radiated off of his hands. The same shit-eating grin split his face as he gave a cheer.

"Fucking yes!" He fist pumped again and grabbed the jewel necklace. It was! It was real! He just had to make sure was all! Looking at his glowing palms again his mind only registered one thing.

"Training!"

He'd never had been in such a rush to throw his clothes back on for anything.

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UGH! I'm sure that there are...a BUNCH of erros that I need to correct! But yo...I SERIOUSLY need to get to bed! Pulled an all nighter to get this chapter out and shit! I feel that I had no choice but to do so. Like...I'm leaving for college Friday and I'm having a going-away party when daylight hits. So I'd barely have no time to write if I was busy packing the rest of my shit and then had to wake up EARLY as fuck to make it on time to orientation. Makes me wish I never lost my other progress. But oh well. Guess that what's done and is and so it this chapter. The Omniarc, this is for you man! Long over due! Over 30,800 words!