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.

5. Training, Fighting, and Abusing

Okay. I think this is beginning to turn out really nice. I mean I'm currently 4 chapters in but I see that I'm doing pretty well for the moment. I'm glad that I'm not making it seem like I'm rushing through this or even made the origin story behind Rey (myself) sound unbelievable or something. I mean I've been working out on how that would even work in the first place. None of you would believe that I've been wracking my brain like hell trying to make the backstory believable but it seems I've done well at doing it. Now besides that the last chapter was the LAST of the boring shit, with the end being the only true exciting aspects about it. I mean besides Rey freaking the hell out about Pokémon and the Multiverse and all of that. NOW the fun parts are going to be kicking off.

Can I also say that if you love the dynamics between Rey and Mira then…I'm kinda sorry that they're not gonna be a couple. Honestly, when I made this story I was playing with the idea a lot. Doing the usual "some of the Legends are mates" and all of that. I mean the Legends still aren't REALLY Arceus' kids and all so it'd be very believable for Rey and Mira to hook up. Hell, they could right now and realistically there'd be no problems with it. She did transform him into a Mew before, even if he'd be fine with him still as a human. BUT…I wanted to take the relationships with the first Legendaries (Except Latias since she's obviously not the first but her late mother is, like her late father) into a new, never-done perspective. So they all see each other as family and they MORE than likely act the parts, don't they? Having fights and spats most of the time? I like those dynamics. So sorry. Rey and Mira just can't be a thing because to them that's incest. Big no-no people. But I already have Rey's eventual mate, uhem, MATES... planned beforehand, thanks to Krika1119, and thanks to The Omniarch (PokeLoverTJC Changed his username) Mira is gonna have a mate NONE of you would expect.

MAN, I LOVE THIS GUY! AWESOME-ASS COMPANION, HE IS! If you love Pokémon and major OP-ness then go see him. He dropped two more stories and it'll only truly excite you if you read his first two. 'Ascension to Pokémon Mastership' and 'The Omega Omnisphere's Mightiest Pokémon Master'. THEN after you read those two you would've upgraded enough to read his latest Pokémon stories. 'Totality's Greatest Pokémon Masters Series – Kanto Arc' (Yes…Arc. Meaning the very start of one of his Ash's from Kanto up to where he is now in Kalos and beyond even that) and 'Ask Ketchum Infinity- Pokémon Champion of the Omega Omnisphere'. But don't worry. It might not seem like it now but Omniarch isn't strictly Pokémon based. He'll make more masterpieces from other universes and I can't wait to read those. You all should Follow and Favorite him all the same. Same with Krika1119. How many years have I been talking to him? Jesus. Oh, and please drop those nice reviews and nice critiques. Though make sure to check the reviews that were already dropped just in case. No need for repetition, you know?

Besides that, more Legends will be mated, more other relationships will drop in the far future and more craziness between the "Prime World" and Rey's Pokémon World will be issued. Here's to keeping you all entertained.

Phrase used in previous chapter: 'We're so glad to see you again'

Arceus had used this phrase when he revealed himself in his human form and hugged Rey. I hope you guys go back and refer to Chapter 3 for those other phrases. They're key points in the story, you know? Now there are going to be more key points than phrases but just know that those will be some main ones. Some close together; others far apart. Don't expect one in each chapter.

Training, Fighting, and a Hint of Abusing

Rey's (Stephan's) POV

I want you to name the best thing that's ever happened to you in your current time alive. And I mean the best of your experiences. A super awesome birthday to Dave 'n' Busters? An all expense trip outside of the states to the U.K., Europe or Asia? Maybe you became either a father or mother and are holding your newborn child for the first time. Or maybe you're part of a super-secret government agency and you work to help make the world a better place from the shadows, while getting paid thousands of dollars yearly. You own the best cars, the best houses in the best locations and have the best woman (Or man) to take care of you while you live out the dream.

Okay. Sorry to burst all of those collective bubbles but none of you even come half-way close to feeling the same amount of elation that I was feeling right now. I mean it's impossible to have! You wanna know the reason why that is? I'll sum it all up in three words for ya'.

Powers. Pokémon. Multiverse.

Put those into a sentence and throw in a few 'reals' in there for good measure. Basically, it is most certainly the best thing that's ever happened to me and I am very much sure that nothing is going to be able to fucking top it! Right now I was walking into the woods on the concrete path, smiling like crazy. Honestly, once I left my house my smile didn't go away at all. It was smaller than it is now but that's beside the point. I was still looking at my gloved hands with excitement just watching the small flow of teal radiate off of them. It was by far the most interesting thing that I have ever occupied myself with. I had the necklace Arceus…no. I mean my dad gave me out in the open while my Sagittarius necklace was hidden under my hoodie. No matter how much I kept thinking about it I still couldn't believe that all of this was honestly happening to me. Not like I'm complaining of course.

"Man. No way. Aura powers. A Pokémon demigod. The Multiverse…basically the Omniverse is a real thing. Arceus is my dad and all of the Legends are my siblings. Ash Ketchum is my fucking little brother and I think I said I have powers already. And to think…all of this happened in a few hours." My smile somehow grew. "I am so gonna train my ass off!" Clenching my hands into fists I look ahead this time catching glimpses of some squirrels scurrying through the dirt and grass. Watching them running around like that gave me an idea.

'If my body was enhanced then how fast can I run now?' It seemed like an interesting question. I couldn't help but think back to the race that Mira and I had. I was putting out my all and honestly that was saying something. I mean doing gymnastics for a decade? That seriously tones up your legs. Because of that I'd like to say that I'm light on my feet but Mira didn't seem like she was trying at all. Was she even trying against me? No, I guess not. I don't even think that she was seriously breathing hard, but was just trying to keep up her front at being a normal human. But she's Mew. Fucking…Mew! For all I know she could break 50mph in her human disguise and keep it going for who knows how long.

But me? Why not put it to the test? I took another step forward before I pushed off of the ground and took off down the path at my fastest. For a while I didn't seem to be going any faster than I did when I raced Mira, but I wondered too soon. Before I knew it my legs and arms were moving faster than I ever felt them go. Looking to the right, I watched a blur of brown and green rush past me as I kept going. Looking forward I felt a stronger than average breeze rush against me but it wasn't because wind was blowing. If I had to guess I was going as fast as a seasoned runner! Heck, maybe even a bit faster!

"Woo!" I shouted as I breezed past all of the landmarks that I ran through before. Over the felled tree, the deeply cracked and missing concrete in the ground, over the bridge and veered to the right down the dirt path. I felt like a machine that was working in overdrive yet still felt fine. Not even winded yet, while before I would be trying to regulate my heavy breathing. I came upon the ending path quicker than I expected, so instead of trying to slow my rapidly moving legs I turned my body to the left and tried to slide to a halt. MY right foot took the lead in front of my left as I kept skidding down the slope, with dirt being kicked up behind me a little bit. It seemed like over 6 seconds before I slowed down enough to lightly jog of out of it before stopping to catch a bit of my breath.

I shook my legs a little as my muscles tingled from being used more than they ever were. "Now that was awesome!" I exclaimed with a grin. While taking even breaths to get some air back in my lungs I took in the scent of all the greenery around me. It was late May so of course flower and buds were in bloom, but what surprised me was how crisp the scent of everything was. Before, I could barely make out the scent of wildlife and it all usually jumbled together in a mess. Not an unpleasant one, mind you. It all just smelt like….I don't know. Basically warm, seasoned grass and wood. But now? Now I was smelling individual scents with ease! Looking at a small patch of white flowers, I could tell how they had a more lemony scent to, ironically, the yellow flowers that were bunched way in the back. Those flowers smelt a bit like a natural Fabreeze air freshener and oranges.

The grass and trees smelled the same but came in a bit stronger than usual. My ears twitched as I heard a bit of movement behind me. Turning around to the second path that leads here from the ground level, were a few squirrels that scurried along at a pretty far distance for a normal person to have heard. Maybe a total of 30 meters or so, but I was just guessing. Turning back around I started walking to the area Mira and I were earlier today. Even as I heard the rush of the small waterfall, caused by all of those branches blocking the proper flow of the water I crossed my arms in thought.

"Holy hell. Were my senses sharpened too? That's kinda badass. Who knew being half fucking Pokémon of all things could come with perks like that? But I guess since I'm talking about the Pokémon who made every other Pokémon then I get a bit of everything. Ability-wise…I can haul ass and jump high. Finally, I can kinda use my new Aura powers…" I stopped myself as another grin broke my face. I just had to say that one more time! "My new Aura powers…POWERS….can I say 'lucky as fuck'? Anyway, I can't really do anything with those yet. But if anything I am so gonna be testing my limits until Mira comes through. Maybe I can even teach myself some new tricks."

I didn't see why I couldn't. I mean when you're a video game nerd and an otaku to the extreme, the thoughts one gets on the ground on what they do depending on any eventual powers can border on extreme. And my thoughts were very extreme. Maybe I could incorporate abilities from other shows-ahem-universes (Gotta get used to saying that) and see if I can do any of the same with my Aura.

"Ugh, I grumbled, "but I gotta learn how to control it first. I mean I can't even do a freaking 'Aura Sphere' yet and I'm sure as hell not gonna be meditating." I know that's how Lucario's and even Aura Guardians get the hang of feeling for their Aura and all but I've tried meditating. I usually think more instead of clearing my mind because I'm doing nothing to entertain myself with. So my brain wanders and I end up not concentrating. A big hassle that I can just never overcome. Besides I learn better by doing anyway. Doing gymnastics for years on end is a good way to encourage physical memory.

I began to walk through the batch of trees and such on the second dirt path. I couldn't help but glance at all of them, even coming up to the fallen tree that I managed to catch to avoid crushing Mira. Or better yet, trying to be helpful when in reality she could've just blew that thing away with a 'Psychic'. Or maybe she could've used her powers to be subtle and catch that shit by herself. Either way, I couldn't help but feel stupid as shit for practically endangering my own life two times in one day. Two times too many for a 16 year old, who's never had a single near-death experience. Until today that is.

I stopped walking and shook my head lightly of those thoughts. Nah, that isn't a fair way to look at it. She just didn't want to freak me out, is all. And I think I did almost have a heart attack when I learned that all my fantasies came true all at once. Maybe the powers thing came a little later but still!

"What was I thinking about before? Oh yeah. Training exercises." Moving off the dirt path I walked onto a clearing that had a few fallen leaves, dry dirt from the heat of the sun and more than enough space. The few trees around me were pretty big and would probably serve good purposes for anything my crazy imagination could concoct. Placing my hands on my hips and began to think. 'Okay…now what is it that Aura can all do exactly? 'Aura Sphere' is one thing and experienced Aura Guardians can do stuff like make shields and…heal, I guess? But I want to get better control over it first before I do things like that. And how much stronger am I too?' I shrugged and decided to go for something simple. "Why not some regular exercise first?"

Yeah, that seemed like a good enough start. Nothing wrong with some normal strength training. I immediately got onto my back, crossed my arms over my chest and began to do sit-ups. My normal routine that I perform every night before bed it 50 sit-ups, 35 push-ups, 10 minutes of leg stretches, 10 leg lifts for both legs, and 35 squats. But I just ran like I was Usain Bolt a few minutes ago, and I know that I have never gone that fast. What was his top speed again? Something under 28mph? Well I felt like I went 30 with how I blasted through the woods like that, and it was awesome! So if my legs are that strong then why not test myself and try to up the numbers?

My newest exercise goal. 100 sit-ups, 50 push-ups, 50 leg-lifts and 50 squats. I don't really have a plan for the leg stretches…or normal body stretches so I guess I can keep that the same. Anyway, as I got to the 50th mark on my sit-ups I couldn't help but notice that my core didn't feel as sore as it should've. Okay, my core should be used to being put under strain and it is, but I'd still feel discomfort if I work it continuously with no break. Not this time. I didn't even feel a burning sensation until I got to the 80th mark. That seemed like one hell of an achievement to me. Pushing through I finished the extra 50 sit-ups and took a few slow breaths, feeling the sensation in my abs linger for a while. I didn't wait until it left to get right into the push-ups next.

Now normally I'd feel my arm muscles begin to ache if I didn't stop for 2 second breaks or to readjust my hands, but like my abs my arms seemed to have kept their full strength all the way through, until I was done. The same could be said for when I completed my leg-lifts and squats, after I stretched my legs. I sat down after that and took light breaths but smiled at the seemingly easy feat. God, I am a machine! I know the saying is 'no pain, no gain' BUT if I can gain while also NOT feeling pain then that seems like a plus in my book. Though I can't lie to myself and say pain isn't the thing that lets you know that it's working. Because it is.

"Guess I'm just gonna have to up my routine even more. It'll have to be 100 everything then. Maybe 20 minutes of stretching too." I got into a crouch position, hearing the bones in my knees crack a bit before I stood up. That actually felt pretty relieving to be honest but I'm going to have to do more to get stronger. And that means having to seriously push myself. And as much as I genuinely didn't really like physical activity all that much I knew that I never wanted to go through life and not be physically capable. I wanted to be prepared for things that I couldn't talk my way out of or walk away from. People, especially people where I live, can be dangerous. So it makes me feel comfortable to know that I'd at least be prepared, even though I've never been in a fight.

But when the fucking POKEMON LEGENDARIES tell you that there's a psycho, evil Legendary out to get you then that kinda changes the rules up a bit. Now I need to train to up my survival chances and I'll take as much as I can get. Mira will be here in a week and I have to make some progress until then. "Now how in the fuck do I increase my Aura Control?" That was still the focus on my Aura. If I have better control over manipulating it then doing something like an 'Aura Sphere' would come much easier. But other than that if I can make the energy as flexible as I possibly can then who knows what I'd be able to accomplish with it? Hell, I could even do things from anime, erm…I mean other universes if I just put my mind to it!

I grin broadly. "Man. I still can't believe it. I mean I KNEW it but seriously! Worlds like Dragon Ball Z and Naruto exist! That is awesome! Multiverse…gotta love it." My grin slowly fell as an idea shot into my head. "Wait, what did I just say? Worlds…like…DBZ and…"

Naruto?

I gasped loudly as I turned to a decent sized tree, observing it. There was a good deal of branches and leaves but there was a large enough gap for something to travel through. My mind was like a machine as I tried to put gears into place. "Chakra Control…Aura Control…can I use Aura like Chakra? Jesus, if I'm right…" I take a few steps back before I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and focused on that unlocked power of mines that I fell in love with, before trying to direct it down to my legs. 'Concentrate the Aura…and send it to my feet. Then…try to…" I open my eyes and look down to my soles, watching as the bottoms were glowing a light teal before vanishing. I leaned forward and exclaimed, "Run up the tree!" With a grunt I pushed off my feet, running full tilt at the still life-form, before I planted my left foot on it. And then my right, then left, and right again.

I gasped loudly when I saw my idea come to life. "HOLY FUCK, I'M FUCKING-GAH-OH SHIT!" My Surface Walking failed. Terribly. As I was being mind-blown, the energy fluxed when I took my 5th step, as I channeled too much power into my left foot. My foot slammed into the tree, blowing bark from the spot, which also made me lose momentum, and fall straight to my back. Thanks to my slightly enhanced durability it didn't hurt all that much but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. Think I landed on something. I gave a shout of surprise and pain as I groaned and looked up to my handy work, seeing the foot-shaped mark.

"Ah, shit. Dammit, that was my fault. Shouldn't have gotten too excited…but I couldn't help it!" I screamed the last part. I mean, I was actually doing the Tree Climbing Exercise for REAL! How could I NOT scream it to the world!? Fuck Spider-Man, this took work and was DOABLE with Aura! That was enough to put a smile back on my face as I crawled to my knees. "But still, Aura is similar enough to Chakra for this exercise to even be possible? I knew it was to Ki but Chakra!? Oh, I am SO gonna get this!"

I got back to my feet, wiping the dirt from my knees and trying to do the same with my back. I turned my head from side to side, cracking my neck as I got back into position. I took a deep breath again. "Okay, okay. Try not to get too excited. You're JUST running up a vertical surface. What's so special about it?" I hated myself the moment those words left my mouth. That other half of me said 'Bitch, EVERYTHING!? Coming from the fact you USED to live with a "realistic" mentality, you BETTER get excited about it'! Yeah, that summed up my other-half's words quite a bit.

"Don't use too much or the bark breaks. Don't use too little or you'll slip off. Just find a balance and focus on nothing but the tree, c'mon." I mumbled to myself, remembering the instructions Sakura gave Naruto to help him do this, before I began to concentrate again. Hey, if anything I at least managed 4 steps on my first try. That has to be some beginner's luck for someone who's never had powers before. I just need to focus it better. Before I took off in another run I glanced to the side of myself and saw a decent sized rock that had a thin, sharp edge. "I could use that." Going over to pick it up to ran my gloved thumb on the surface, feeling how smooth it was. Nodding to myself I had the rock ready as I turned and ran back at the tree. I tried to calm myself as I started to run up the surface like it was regular ground, focusing on just keeping pace.

I most definitely passed 4 steps from before I feel and did get a bit higher that I have before. I actually doubled the number before my balance shifted slightly in my right foot and it didn't adhere to the wood. I gasped before I quickly drew my arm up and slashed the area where I stopped with the sharp edge of the rock, before I jumped down. No way was I going to let myself fall again, and thanks to being 'upgraded' the fall didn't even hurt in the slightest. I looked up to my newest progress and smirked at it. "Alright! Much better than a while ago! If I keep this up then I'll have the first part done! Maybe I can even get into learning how to do the second part before Mira comes by!" I look to the rock in my hand to see the edge I used is chipped a little. "Damn. I'm gonna have to bring a knife tomorrow."

With that final statement I got back into position and tried to pass my mark. I lost track of time after that, trying for what seemed like hours to learn the ability. I fell an uncountable amount of times, while I saved myself from falling on others. A few lucky times I made progress with multiple steps instead of just setting one extra foot over the line. Before I knew it I was lying on my back and breathing heavily, after working so hard. My clothes were pretty dirty after falling to the ground a lot but not too much. The rock I was using had broken so I just kept going without being able to mark my current progress, unless you count the cratered bark from my power-flux mishaps. My legs were pretty weak, as if I had run for miles on end but I knew that all of this hard work would be worth it in the end.

"H-holy…I'm done. Seriously, I think I'll…call it a day." I looked up the tree, going over what I did to it. It still looked good enough to use, unless it broke down or something. "I wonder how much my control improved after doing this."

I inhaled deeply before swinging my right arm over, making me roll to my stomach. I climbed up to my feet, really feeling the strain on them. But it wasn't a painful strain, they were just worked over is all. I could manage it. Planting my feet in the ground I held out my arms; palms facing open space with a decent sized rock being my target. Since I've been using my Aura all this time I could take grasp of it with no more issue, though now I focused the energy to my arms. The rush of power made them internally warm up as teal energy gathered around my hands, before the energy began to slowly gather in front of my hands, forming into a sphere-like shape in front of them. It wasn't a fast process, mind you and I began to sweat from using my power so much already. However after a minute of concentration or so I had me an 'Aura Sphere' formed. It wasn't perfect though, for its size was a bit smaller than a normal one. It even looked a tad-bit unstable but it was better than nothing at all.

"Okay. Aura Sphere Fire!" I exclaimed as I followed my new Pokémon instincts again and gave a small mental push. As I hoped, the ball of energy went flying from my hands with a tiny pulse of Aura that quickly , flying was a bit of a strong word. More like sailing if I had to be thorough. It sailed through the air before it came in contact with the rock, and then blowing up. Some dust rose from the stone as I ran over to see my handiwork. I grinned when I saw that the whole top part of the thing had blown apart, with the remains falling into the dirt below.

Oh, yeah! Now that is what I'm talking about! Maybe it was pretty weak but I did appreciate the amount of damage that it did! I pretty much expected for the rock to probably have had a chunk taken out of it from such a small energy blast but not this!Okay, fine. So the attempt wasn't really impressive. I mean a Lucario's, or an Aura Guardian's, regular 'Aura Sphere' would've ended this rock. Maybe even some of the surrounding area around it too. I only took off the top half, and even then the rock was a large size. I'd probably have to chuck 3 of those mini-sphere's to take this whole thing out. Just goes to show how much farther I need to train my new abilities.

I sighed once more and fell to my rear, breathing deeply again. "Note to self: Try not to exert power when on 'empty'." And man, wasn't I on empty? The Tree Climbing exercise sure as hell isn't a cake walk, I tell you. But I at least felt satisfaction in the fact that I knew that no other Pokémon, Trainer or Aura Guardian had ever even tried to use Aura in this manner. I didn't even think anyone in my world did! The Multiverse either! Alright, that's a MASSIVE stretch, but I felt that it was true. Erm…partially. But all of the things, I thought about what could be possible with Pokémon abilities? THAT comes from reading fanfic's, watching anime and some impressive imagination! Things that I'm pretty sure, that even if multiple Pokémon Multiverses did have, they never thought to try some Naruto-shit.

I so would've loved to keep this up, but at the moment I was tired and hungry. I could learn to work on focusing my powers in my room just as well as outside. Maybe not as well but good enough to where I could at least learn to make a proper 'Aura Sphere'. Standing up, I brought out my phone and checked the time. 6:16 PM it read.

"Yeah, I'm done for the day. I'll come back tomorrow and see if I can get this exercise down. Then I'll try to take it up to the Water Walking exercise after." With that note in my mind I got up and made my way back to my home. Walking past all of the streams and small ponds I shuddered inwardly at needing to use those for the second step of this training. Besides that it would seem pretty refreshing, I know where that water comes from. Even though it looks nice a, all the way upstream it comes from the opening of a giant sewer. I mean, so big you can drive a car through the bitch. If there was any consolation the water in the streams glided over rocks, while the small bodied of it looked like it just goes to either your ankles or your knees. I sighed outwardly this time. Of all the times I wish that I had my own personal pool, I swear to God.

Besides mulling over my little predicament for the upcoming future I placed my earphones in and began to listen to music. It helped when I walked or did anything by myself. Like writing my fanfics and stuff. Alright, call me a nerd as much as you want or something but I'd like to think I'm a pretty decent writer. And who doesn't love seeing their wildest fantasies being written out for all to enjoy?

'In fact, I think I might have to check out my email. Haven't been on it in a day at least. And I need to try and keep up my writing as much as possible, what with my life just doing an over-serious 180 on me.'

An uncountable amount of minutes later and I'm back in regular, boring, civilization. It felt like a part of me wept when I had to leave the tranquil and natural feel of the woods, which was weird to me. Don't get me wrong, I adore that place with all my heart. It's the only tiny slice of nature that we got around this backwater city of mines. But I never felt the burning need to return to it like it was my lifeline before. I couldn't help but glance back a few times, slowing my walking, as if my subconscious contemplated on returning just for the hell of it. I shook my head hard, almost making my earphones fall out. Dammit, that must be these new instincts of mine. Pokémon usually are born in the wild and live by the wild. That is unless they get caught by trainers or something, but that isn't the default mindset of them. Default to Pokémon means nature. Nature to wild Pokémon means home.

But it wasn't my home.

"Oh, fucking Arceus being my damn dad. Just had to be the God Pokémon himself, huh?"

Oh well. I'll just have to learn to live with these new developments that's going on with my body and mind. Hyper senses and keen instincts? I can learn to live with those. Just need to learn when to use them or not. My music stopped just as a random man passed by me on his phone. He spoke lowly but my ears twitched, as if he was still in earshot. Taking out my earphones, sound became unmuffled, and I tried to see if I could somehow pick up his conversation. Even amidst the roaring car engines to the right of me.

"Maybe if I just concentrate…" I focused on my ears as sound became sharper and a lot clearer. And just as I thought, I could hear him as he walked away.

"Next time one of my gf's tries talking to you…just shut the fuck up!"

"I didn't tell Tanya shit." That was the dude he was talking too.

"No, but you told Laura about Tanya. Nigga, 'da fuck!?"

"You dug your own grave, man. Deal with it."

I stopped with the concentrating and opened my eyes a bit. "Whoooa. Okay, I'm sorry I listened," I smirked as I started walking again, "but I'm not sorry that I can be one heck of a spy." I put my earphones back in and put on Battle Frontier theme. The full version, of course. Not the short, every day one you hear on TV. I find it pretty ironic that's what I'm listening to yet the Ash from the Pokémon where I came from has just started going through it. A weird concept when you're watching canon Ash going through Unova and all. But hearing Mira say that our Ash is exactly like canon Ash still makes me pretty happy. Not only is he basically the same Ash with no special kinds of perks and stuff that FF authors like to give this guy but I can seriously steer him in the right direction when it comes to training habits. Especially on his use of Pokémon.

To anyone who watches Black & White they'd know that is the worst show case of Ash that has ever been shown. And to this day I still don't understand why he dropped so badly from Sinnoh. I'm glad that I finally know it's not those assholes who makes the damn show and keeps saying that he's 10 all the time who made Ash suck pretty hard, but I'm upset that it was Ash himself who fell. Seriously? What happened to all of the combos, tips and tricks he learned in Sinnoh? Hoenn? What happened to the spin-move dodge? The Counter-Shield? The Pikachu who destroyed a Latios and Regice got merked by a Snivy? That still blows me away.

Nigga tossed a Milotic! Milotic are 20 feet long! Pikachu is about 1'4! One more time…I know Pikachu aren't big on endurance, but how the fuck did a Starter take him out if he's got that kind of physical prowess!? Who cares if he didn't have electricity to work with? A single normal punch from Pikachu would've flattened Trip's Snivy!

"Damn," I mumbled to myself, "I guess Pikachu has to step his game up too. Along with some endurance training he really needs some moves to compensate his and Ash's battling style. Am I really going to have to formulate training plans for my own brother?" I tried to make it sound nonchalant but I was still giddy at saying it. Nope, it didn't fully sink in. Ash Ketchum is my little bro and I'm the anime version of Black from the games. Hilbert with a name change. Basically my PlayStationGamer tag. Which…is my actual name.

I sighed and pressed my right hand to my face, turning down the street where my house is. Why is it that my life now switches from boring and dull to awesome and complicated? Between the latter two I don't know which one is stronger. My excitement over having super powers, being related to all the Pokémon Legendaries, and being the son of Arceus is pretty epic. But the whole backstory to how I came to this world and why, is so fucked up that it's a workout trying to wrap my head around it. Oh, and throw in the fact that I'm in someone else's body because the soul of the original owner passed on as a toddler and you've got yourself one hell of a novel. That fact alone can bring up too many questions with answers that I'm never going to ever be able to hear. Not even from dear 'ol dad.

Questions like what would've happened if the transfer occurred if both the original Stephan and I were older? Our brains more mature? Would I have two sets of memories? The ones from back home and his from this universe? What would've happened if he placed my soul in Stephan while he was still alive? Could that have worked anyway? Two souls in one body? I've never heard of anything like that in any video games or something. Maybe super split personality disorder or something along those lines. Finally, the deal about my original body. When my spirit transferred into the Hall of Origin I was in the 16-year-old version of my real form. So my body grew along with my mind but I'm guessing that was only because both my body and soul was merged into this current one. Thanan hour ago this body was resting in my bed. So what would happen if all of me went to my world? Would I still look like the way I do now or would I change again? And if I do change again then how does the mechanics of that even work? Where does this body go? In my original soul too?

Will I ever recover any repressed memories that aren't Stephan's…but my own? Because the way I think…I can't distinguish if it's how he would've thought…or if that's how I truly think. For all I know Stephan could've grown up to be a Pokémon lover, who loves video games, writes fanfics and the like. I sighed to myself again as I stood in front of my house, gazing at the yellow and white plaster before walking up the short walkway.

"Just who the hell am I?"

Climbing the steps and opening the screen door before the big, heavy, brown main door; I slowly moved inside. I closed them both and locked them, since everyone comes in the back anyway. I walked up the stairs to my room before I began taking off my clothes, to get into my T-Shirt and boxers. Back on subject, the phrase 'identity crisis' doesn't even come close. Not even half of half-way. That's what I get for thinking about that who 'soul merge' thing so deeply. Now I just made myself a little sad. I'm not some kind of fake. I don't want to be someone's fake. It's like I'm Shadow the Hedgehog to the original Stephan's Sonic. One of us was who we really are while the other came in out of nowhere, trying to make a scene with a case of mistaken identity.

"How the fuck did I go from feeling good about myself to feeling shitty?" I sighed, as I kicked my un-tied shoes off, and stripped from my pants. My jacket was lying on the back of my chair while I stood up. "I need to calm myself down on this." First, I needed to take a shower, because all I've been doing is physical exercise and getting dirty. Falling in dirt for a while will do that to you. Second, I needed food and water because I was dehydrated as hell and I think I worked up more of an appetite than I usually did. It was very strange, since I never felt so hungry in a long time. But I could bare it until after I was done showering.

I left my room and walked into the bathroom, sliding the screen door out. I turned on the hot water and put it to a temperature to where it was at a warm-borderline hot. Testing it with my hand after a minute I nodded before I turned on the shower. Now stripping nude I stepped inside and enjoyed a nice-little dose of relaxation. God and dad knows I sure as hell need it.

3 Person POV

Shadow Giratina had been flying for a while now. He had no idea how long he had been above the clouds, making his way across the skies of this unknown world. A world that most definitely was very alien to him. Looking down multiple times, he noticed how most of the landmass that he had currently seen was not familiar to any of the regions in the Pokémon World. Speaking of Pokémon, the sight of not seeing them was also very new. To him it was as if regular Pokémon had nothing better to do then to show themselves of to the world as much as they could. Something that he never really understood and for that matter, didn't really care for. In fact he liked the quietness the skies provided him with. No constant chatter from annoying Wingulls, no having to pick fluff from his wings because of a Cottonee horde and Underworld forbid, a run in with that over-glorified sky-dragon. Ugh, Rayquaza. Shadow Giratina rolled his eyes. An annoying piece of work that one is. Never stops trying to tell anyone else he's the "King of the Skies". That this was his realm but he had no qualms with sharing it.

In fact, in the Shadow Legendary's opinion, ALL of the main Legendaries were annoying as hell in their own way. Groudon? A stupid ingrate who doesn't even know how to spell his own name. Never mind a hard word, such as 'Excellent'. Shadow Giratina knows. When he and Giratina were one being they asked him themselves…and he started it off with an 'X'. Who is that dense!? Mew? Too annoyingly carefree and playful. All of that power she wields and all she can think about is playing games with it. Darkrai? An emo clean freak who would rather spend more time in the kitchen (Like a woman!) instead of doing his job and causing mass panic with his nightmares. The dragon-twins, Dialga and Palkia? No explanation needed. Hoopa? Never stopped taking anyone else's possessions. Though Shadow Giratina can say he feels a tablespoon of gratitude for when Hoopa lifted that entire castle one time thousand's of years ago. Of course it was for a greedy reason; taking all the treasure that it held. But he used his ring to send it down into the Distortion World where it became Shadow Giratina's new home…well, before he and Giratina split into two beings of course.

But if he hears the phrase, 'Were you surprised?' one more time…

"Ugh. The faster I get rid of them all the better." He couldn't believe that he hadn't even done a single thing since arriving here and yet he's already catching a slight headache. A headache just from remembering all of the irritating moments he's spent and/or witnessed from his brother's and sister's. Bah. The thought of even addressing them as such left a bad taste in his mouth. Never once had he cared for any of them. Not in the slightest. He hasn't even fully come to terms with how he'll be able to fully be rid of them and what they stand for. "But not before I strip them of all their power. And I'll do it slowly for each and every one,"he chuckled to himself. "But for now I need somewhere to properly recuperate. That attack I took from Arceus did a bit more damage than I thought. Plus I need to get a hold of a proper map of this world. Maybe even an atlas." In a flash of deep purple the 15 clear-colored shards of the destroyed Rage Onyx circled his body in three separate rings of five. One ring around the upper half of his neck, the second on the lower half and the third at the point where his neck meets his body. "These gems are useless unless I can actually put them to work. While I'm at it, I need to find my own humble abode in this realm. I'm sure there has to be at least one proper place for me to lay low. Somewhere where no pesky humans or the other Legendaries could locate. At least, not easily."

The shards vanished, returning to their little pocket dimension that Shadow Giratina had managed to create with his limited powers over space. He licked his lips at the thought of draining Palkia dry of all of that incredible energy. He may have had the use of anti-matter at his beck and call but the new abilities provided to him because of his slight manipulation over space were very useful. And he didn't even have half of the package deal! Not to mention that his plan wouldn't even be partially possible if he never had such power. Oh, well. Since he knew that it was going to be quite a while until he managed to get his claws on that dragon he was going to have to work with what he had. Possibly even train with it. A task that he had no pleasure in doing but it was the only way that he could get a more proper grasp on the use of space. Though the payoff would sure be worth it.

His eyes perked up as he came upon a city that was coming up. Looked to have been a pretty big one too if all the skyscrapers, other tall buildings and such were anything to go by. "Ah. There we are." Picking up the pace in his flying he zoomed over to the city, not caring where he landed. He just looked for a spot where there wasn't any people as he could assume his human disguise. A thing that he despised with all of his heart, having to wear the skin of a human. Such lowly creatures they were in his eyes. But he realized that it was better to not cause any sort of scene in this world, too quickly. Otherwise he would draw too much attention, alert some form of authorities and the Legendaries would discover his location. Technically last know location since he would've fled from the area but that wouldn't help since they would've known that he was here in this world. All of them would come over to try and stop him, and he was sure that they were aware of his ability to drain and copy powers. Meaning they wouldn't try to get too close to him. He mumbled to himself, "It's all for the plan."

Using 'Shadow Force' to turn invisible he picked some random plot of land that had no witnesses. Ding a double check, he searched for any presences and found none. Perfect. Still invisible, he landed with a loud thud, kicking up dirt. His body flashed deep purple with hints of black before a man, who looked to be in his mid-twenties was standing in his place. Like Giran's human form, Shadow Giratina's was vaguely similar in some a little over 6 feet, he had black smooth hair that reached his shoulders and pure white unnatural eyes, which were slightly outlined in black and had black pupils. His leather jacket was colored dark grey with blood-red wings on the back. A deep purple shirt with blue thin stripes on it, black jeans and black boots. He had a masculine build but not overly so, to wherehis muscles were unnecessarily prominent. He held a menacing gaze as he looked himself over, feeling absolutely out-of-character in this form.

Already having gotten through those thoughts, he made way to the open parts of the city, in the view of prying eyes. Looking over at all the humans made the noticeable lack of Pokémon even more apparent, since they had always seemed to thrive around one-another. Yet, here he was. Walking around a human settlement that was blissfully ignorant of his brethren's entire existence. He never believed that he would see the day where such a thing was even possible. He chuckled to himself in his deep voice. It would appear that some drastic changes would have to be made in the near future.

When the time comes, of course.

'Now where to look?'He thought, looking at all of the large buildings. He saw that he as coming upon a young adult woman, who was busy reading a book at a table, in front of a "Barnes and Noble" book store. Seeing the perfect opportunity he tapped her shoulder lightly. Any harder and he would dislocate her shoulder, which was something that he wasn't going for. Even though it would be pretty amusing to see.

"Hmm? Yes?" She said, turning her head to look at him. Her eyes lightly widened at the very attractive man that she had caught the attention of. Or perhaps it was the other way around. She didn't know for sure but she did know that she could feel her face heating up a bit. She turned her book flat on the table and turned her body a bit more; captivated by his unnaturally colored eyes. She immediately dismissed the thought, not believing that color could be natural. They had to be some special contact lenses. "Um…can I help you?" She asked in a slightly quieter tone.

Shadow Giratina didn't know whether to smirk or gag at this woman. It didn't take a genius to see that he had immediately become eye-candy to her, and his tastes was most definitely not for the weak. Meaning not human females. Though he was amused at how easily swayed they could be. His looks alone is all it took for her to take an instant shine to him. Maybe if there was some possible way that humans could be useful to him then…he couldn't help but give a slight smirk, which made her blush more. While not an initial plan, he would have to try and experiment with that idea. Who knows? Maybe having human followers under his personal influence and power could open new kinds of paths for him to exploit. Clearing his throat, as to not frighten her away with his natural voice, his began to speak in a very rich baritone.

"Sorry to interrupt you like this. It must be very unnatural for a complete stranger to catch your attention." He said to her, his smirk still very prevalent. The woman blinked herself out of her small stupor and shook her head.

"No, no. It's alright. It's nice to meet you. I'm Becca. Um, who are you?" Becca asked in a slightly meek tone.

Shadow Giratina gave a light hum. He had no name. He and Giratina had always shared everything since they used to be one being and since he was his own 'mon now he had no intention of trying to copy his counterpart. Though he never really cared about creating an alias for his human form, like some of the Legends have done. Though pondering on the subject more he kinda is only known as Giratina's shadow. He would need his own name as to properly differentiate himself so why not start now?

"It's Guevenne. Sam Guevenne." He said inwardly applauding his own cleverness. How close the name was to Sanguine which was the color of blood-red. Honestly, it had to be one of his favorite words. "Anyway, I wanted to know where the nearest library is. I'm new to this area, you see and I hate not knowing what I'm getting myself into."

Becca gave a light smile. "I could tell you were new the more you spoke. You don't seem to have the Philly accent everyone here does."

Sam rose an eyebrow. "Philly…accent?"

Becca nodded her head. "You know…us here in Philadelphia kinda say some words or phrases different someone in, I guess…New York. Or Ohio."

"Sounds like something ridiculous." He responded immediately, feeling a little lost because of his absence of knowledge about the many areas in this new world. Though beside that, he was also feeling immense irritation. This woman just kept bringing unnecessary topics into nothing more than a simple question of his. For the eternal life of him, he could never figure out how humans could even get the simplest of objectives done if they can't commit to a single conversation. He asks about a library. She would've gotten that immediately. Then he speaks of how he's not from this pitiful city and all of a sudden she feels the need to go in depth about it. Who gives a damn about how or why one speaks the way they do? He just had to resist narrowing his eyes, and ease his twitching hand from blasting her from nothing but his sheer frustration. "I think I can adjust. Now…about that library…"

"Oh, that's right. Sorry about that." She closed her book and reached to the ground near the chair. She pulled up a bag with a single strap. She placed the book insidebefore standing up and slinging it over her shoulder. "I can show you where it is."

Sam cringed on the inside. "I assure you, there's no need. I can find the way myself." The less he was around prolonged contact with humans the better in his opinion.

Becca placed a hand on her hip and smirked. "Alright. Then I'm going to show you whether you like it or not. Besides, it may not be far but it is still a little bit of a walk." She dropped the smirk a bit and gripped the sash on her bag. "Maybe I can…get to know you better along the way." She added.

It didn't take a genius to know that this woman was obviously smitten with him. He didn't want to give her any indication that he wanted to keep her around though he knew that it was probably inevitable. Not only did his human disguise seem more impressive than any average male (If he were to toot his own horn) but he dug himself into a hole. He had to pretend to be nice to get the information. Doing things with his natural personality would no doubt have made a very…terrific scene in his opinion. If he were to use his natural form, wreak lovely havoc and find the information that way then he'd dig himself into an abyss. Plus he couldn't afford to lose his element of surprise against the Legendaries and even Rey. Even if the boy was a peon half-breed, he'd be a fool to allow him to amass too much power to where absorbing him would be such a chore. At least not until he began to put his plan into action. As much as he loathed it…the best things always came to those who wait. All-in-all…he had to tolerate humans, unless he had free reign to do other-wise.

Running a hand through his smooth hair he nodded. "Alright…you win. I'll follow you there."

With a single clap of her hands she said, "Okay then. Let's get going," before she took the lead with him following. They needed to cross the street apparently since she kept going straight. Luckily the light on the intersection that they needed to cross turned red, allowing for them and others to crossover. Becca took a stealing glance to her temporary companion, seeing as his unusual white eyes took in the bustle and hustle of Philadelphia. His eyes shifting around ever-so slowly at any other detail as if committing it all to memory. It was then his eyes shot towards her abruptly, making her jump inside of her skin. Maybe even a bit outward as well.

"You keep staring at me. Is there something wrong?" He asked her.

Calming herself down with a deep breath she said, "It's just…I'm surprised at your eyes is all. I mean…they can't really be white, can they? I wanna say they're just contacts but they…look a bit too natural."

Sam just rose an eyebrow. "Of course they are natural. You honestly mean to tell me that someone with eyes like mine is unheard of?"

Becca gave a shrug. "Well…kinda. I mean the only eye colors me, or practically anyone else knows about, are brown, hazel, green and blue. Some others might have certain genes where they have slightly reddish-brown ones…but never something like yours. Did your parents have unusual eye colors?"

Sam gave a bit of a groan, her having brought up Arceus. Also, what kind of weird conversation was this? Did humans talk about insignificant subjects like this on a daily basis? He couldn't be anymore blunt when he thought that was entirely stupid. "My…father…has deep red eyes. I have no mother."

"Only your dad, huh? But even so, that's still pretty rare. Your family must have some unique genes then. Any siblings?" She asked.

Sam couldn't help but to actually roll his eyes this time, getting more and more annoyed. "What in the world is with all of these ridiculous questions?" He couldn't hold back the thought anymore. Either humans were too damn curious for their own good or he just made a bad choice in who he should ask directions from. Shit, all he wanted was directions. Not a self-imposed companion! Becca gave a slight pout.

"Well I can't help it. I mean curious stranger who asks for help. Doesn't know his way around town and he seems pretty unique. Plus, this walk would be boring if it was nothing but silence. So I just wanna pass the time with small talk. I'm sure you'd probably do the same in my position."

"No, I don't think I would. I actually like silence. It's very soothing when one wishes to not be disturbed…or annoyed." He replied back, smartly.

Becca rose an eyebrow. "So I'm annoying you?"

Sam set his eyes back in front of him. "I never said anything of the sort. Just making an example. Now how far away is this damned library?" He said, irritated. He felt as if he had been walking for an hour, and he didn't know how much longer he could stand this woman's pestering questions. He decided that if he ever had to find the location of somewhere or needed something again from an unknown source, he'd do the job himself. No support, no assistance. All he'd have to do is be thorough, stealthy and persistent. A good thing that he exceled in all three fields.

"Well don't get your underwear in a knot. It's literally just around the corner here." Becca said to him, as he did round the corner on the right. It only took a few more seconds of walking before he looked up to the right again. To a very large building, with stone columns on the upper tier, connecting top of the lower half and the top of the upper half. A few banners of varying colors were between the gaps in the pillars in the upper tier. There was a single letter on each banner that spelled DICKENS all the way across. To be honest, the building was more reminiscent to a museum than a library. At least with how impressive the size was and the architecture.

"What is this place?" Sam asked her, not honestly caring about its looks.

"This is the Philadelphia Free Library. The 13th-largest public library system in the United States. Pretty impressive, isn't it?" She said, as she led them a set of clear double doors.

Sam wondered what she meant by the term 'United States' but figured that he would learn all that he'd have too once he found the necessary books, that held some knowledge about this world. "It is pretty impressive." He said, pretending to sound amazed. Taking his response as a legit one she led him inside, showing that the inside was just as large as the front. At least, it seemed to be since they were only in the large entrance room. The marble floors were tan with some green line-designs on it. There were a few large flags on the concrete walls with different designs on them. People were walking around, going in and out of different rooms.

"So what is it you're looking for exactly?" She asked.

"I need to acquire any kind of books and maps of the world that are up to date. Anything that can help me trace any known location, no matter how small it is. I could even make use of an atlas if there is one available," he turned to her as they started walking, "I'm a bit of a…geologist, you see? So understanding more about the where's of the world is something that I just love to increase my knowledge of."

"A geologist? I never would've thought," she said as they entered a room that was packed with shelves of books, "so do you…teach geology?" He ignored her for a moment to take in where they were. Besides the books shelves, tables lined the left and right of half of the room leaving the walkway in the center. The shelves had signs above them to show which section had what. MAPS was at the last isle. HISTORY was second to last. On some tables there were items that were on top of them, such as more flags, very thick books, flat-screen computers, or work stations. And wouldn't you know? He caught sight of a very convenient atlas. Obviously too big to sneak out but he didn't have to be sneaky.

He held back a chuckle. "No, it's a hobby that I recently got into. Anyway, I believe that I can take it from here. I've found what I needed and I know where to go to get back to my home."

Becca seemed a bit disappointed but nodded once in understanding. "Oh…okay then. Well…if you're sure then I'll leave you to it. I have a couple of books that I want to get myself anyway. But after that it seems we're going our separate ways."

"It would seem so." He replied quickly. How much was she going to ramble on again? Becca grabbed the hem of her bag and shuffled her feet a little bit. She gave a small wave before saying, "Well…bye Sam. Maybe I'll see you around." She sounded unsure as she said that last part but walked off anyway to do whatever she wanted to do. Finally being all alone, Sam gave a sigh in relief. Honestly, he couldn't stand that woman anymore. How dare she just leech onto him like a damn tick and leave when it was appropriate for her!? If only he didn't have to be in this disguise this could go much quicker. In some moment he even wonders why he bothers to hide himself amongst such pitiful creatures like this. Even if the other Legendaries did know he was here it would only hamper his ability to freely roam this world slightly.

None of them had the capability to sense his Aura, even if they wanted to. Not even Arceus, the being who had shaped the entirety of the Pokémon Universe could do such a feat. Or Mew, who was the 'progenitor' of 'all' Pokémon. Walking to the atlas, Sam scoffed outwardly. She was no progenitor in the slightest. While she may be the second strongest Legendary in the Pokémon World next to Arceus, she hadn't created any Pokémon herself in any way. Arceus just designed her and her kind to be 'special' even among Legendary Pokémon. Besides the capability to learn every known Pokémon Move, her DNA was made to tune into every, and all Pokémon that was created or ever will be created no matter how many there existed in the world. The process for which she was made took about half as much effort for Arceus as he did to shape the universe. A Pokémon who could take on any aspects of other Pokémon on an infinite scale at any time.

She was called the 'New Species Pokémon' just for that reason, and not because of her specifically. While Sam was strong, he didn't have power such as that. To take the aspects of any Pokémon at any time. He grinned at the prospect of copying such power for himself. Reaching the atlas, he checked to see if anyone was watching him. Seeing that he was in the clear he placed a hand on the miniature globe, which began to glow a deep purple. In a swirl of the energy that lasted for a second the globe was gone, placed into a pocket dimension of his own making. Looking to his hand, he gave a savage grin. "My, my, Palkia. Who would have ever thought that your power could be so useful? This is going to be too easy once I train it to acceptable levels."

Going over to the MAPS section, it wasn't all that hard to find any that he needed. No map was all that much different than the last. He just wanted one where he figured he could prove the most detailed information from. Picking the one he believed that would help (which was 5 feet when rolled up) he placed that into his pocket dimension too. Then in the HISTORY section, he pocketed anything that looked of value in this world's timeline. Past events, current events, other cultures, the works; really making use of his new space powers. "Hmm…I should also think of a name for myself. What defines me as my own person and speaks to me."

In a few minutes he was going through a large dictionary. In his defense, having a word as a name is more of a reliable way to get others to understand instantly about your character. Because actual words can have many meaning to them. Names can be few and far between on the grounds of having power behind them automatically. Only when that person become well known for either great good or great evil will their name have power. But if they were some green-nosed, wet-behind-the-ears simpleton then their name alone would never get recognition. Logic in Sam's mind.

Going through the 'S' section of the words and reading over some of their meanings he caught sight of one that peaked his interest. "Suplicium, hmm?" It was a Latin word apparently. Most likely, some form of ethnicity on this world. In the many definitions of the word it came to be known as "execution", "torment", "mutilation", "penalty" and others. He grinned evilly as his white eyes seemed to give off a slight glow. "Ohhh, I like it. Suplicium…that is what I'll pick. Heh. 'Suplicium Sanguine'….such a beautiful ring to it." Ironic the names he's chosen for himself all begin with 'S' but it didn't seem to really mean anything.

Leaving the room to the male restroom, away from prying eyes, he vanished in a flash of black energy before appearing on top of one of the large skyscrapers that he had seen outside. With a wave of his hand a miniature mass of deep purple appeared to reveal both the map and the atlas. Both suspended in animation, outlined in purple energy with his own twisted use of 'Psychic'. His power slowly turning the atlas as he gazed upon both with a critical eye.

"Now…what seems to be a promising region to call my own? I need somewhere secluded, very off the beaten path and easily unnoticeable." Glancing from the map to the globe he stopped its rotation when he believed that he found exactly what he was looking for. The western area of what was known as the North Atlantic Ocean, which seemed to have its own little section of space, even if no islands seemed to be present within it. Seeing he had picked his place of refuge he leaped high into the air before he assumed his normal Pokémon form. Flapping his wings to gain speed he headed made haste to his destination.

To the Bermuda Triangle.

Rey's (Stephan's) POV

"Ugh! My God…" I groaned as I plopped into my chair, in my room. The only articles of clothing on me were my socks and boxers. I breathed as my muscles relaxed from the after-effects of the shower. My hair was still very wet and I had a distinct 'clean' smell. You know what I mean, right? Like when you use 'AXE' and it doesn't have a specific scent but it's a pleasant one? Yeah, that kind of thing. I grabbed one of my two remote controls to my flat-screen TV (The black one) and turned it on. Then I grabbed my Direct TVremote which was the one that controlled the channels obviously. To be honest, I hadn't watched TV strictly in about…what? A few months in counting? I mean, there was no real need seeing that all I ever did need were my video games and my laptop. Plus, I could watch any show I wanted on either kinda making the TV obsolete for its intended purpose.

But after coming back from doing some actual, anime-like training I kinda wanted to unwind without putting effort into anything for the next couple of hours. Yet, even without me doing anything my senses weren't the same anymore. I could hear a bit of extra stuff in other areas of the house, even when I was sure I shouldn't. Without paying attention to my hearing, I could still pick up the faint sound of the downstairs television on, even with my door closed and my TV's volume pretty high. Sounded like a cooking channel or something, since my grandmother is very into those. The only thing that gave me that guess was because I heard the mention of different kinds of food under 10 seconds. My 9 year-old sister was in her room, just outside of mines listening to music. I didn't care what and I didn't want to care because whatever she was hearing was something I knew I didn't want to.

"Man, I need to chill out…wonder when Mira's coming back." I pressed the Guide button to see what channels were on but I couldn't help but still wonder. Wondering was also a lot of what I seemed to be doing lately today, but how the hell couldn't I? I mean, here I was thinking that my life was forever going to be boring, dull, unadventurous and lame….and Pokémon decides to get off its ass and smack the shit out of me. Oh, and demigod-hood. Don't forget about the Pokémon demigod-hood. I still fail to see how I could even be this lucky! Honestly, that excitement begins to wear down the more you recite those same words to yourself and feelings. You get tired of being excited. Well, mentally tired in my case. Don't get me wrong, I still very much am as mind-fucked as I was when I entered and left the Hall of Origin but I felt as if I was going to get a migraine if I kept it up. And what about my world!? Was something going to happen to it or not? I got a deep feeling that it was…but I couldn't be too sure what it would be or when. Or why. Maybe…it will have something to do with that Shadow Giratina or something.

In fact, what was my world, now that I think about it? If the Pokémon World where I was honestly born in is a branch world from canon (Which I DON'T have a problem with) then what did that make of mines? I sometimes thought that in 'Real World' terms, our worlds were Prime Worlds that had no special attributes. Like our worlds…this world for instance… was one that could only view the works of different verses but never experience. There was no people with super powers, no magic, no other-worldly creatures or anything. Maybe there was in the Medieval Era but as far as I know, not anymore. But now? Now I don't know. I mean I'm here just off of pure chance. And if that's the case then it's kinda because of me that this universe might be in the way of something it shouldn't be in. It's still very much a Prime World…but…

I grip my head, after confusing myself so terribly. "Uhhhh! What the hell am I doing thinking of shit like this?" I really shouldn't have been, honestly. Whatever happened to 'relax and not do a damn thing' time? That time needs to be now, dammit! Flipping through the channels I came across Boomerang and wouldn't you know it? Pokémon Battle Frontier seemed to be playing a small marathon! Looks, like it started earlier since these kinds of things start at 4:00 PM and the like and this was going to end at 8:00 PM. The time was 6:25 PM so the one that was on was about to come off, but that doesn't mean I couldn't enjoy the last bits of it. Ha! It was a good one too! 'Cutting the Ties That Bind' where Sceptile got his mojo back from having his heart broken by Meganium. Man, I hated that. I'm very sure that if Meganium could've at least talked to him about this, or seen how he felt about her, then he wouldn't feel like that in the first place. But it was a good drive to make him and Ash grow closer. I clicked it and watched it turn on.

It turned to the part where Team Rocket was in their balloon with Meowth working a double-joystick controller. Has to be the part where Ash was trying to save Sceptile and Pikachu from them.

"Being brave might impress other twerps but not me. Dustox, now! Use Tackle and pry off that punk!" Jessie commanded as Dustox moved into action.

"Eaaaaat this!" Dustox…..said? Wait, what the FUCK!? Whoa! I couldn't help but jerk forward, feeling as if my eyes were going to pop out of my head. Shit, they might! Because I swear to God, I THOUGHT I just heard Dustox…a Pokémon…speak! Like, it was clear English! But…no way was I hearing things! I've seen this episode way too many times! I had to see again for myself. Ash was plummeting to the ground yelling in terror. Brock, May and Max gasped loudly in absolute shock.

"ASH!"Pikachu screamed!? NO WAY! I couldn't help but feel my heart beat a mile a minute! Was I…Sceptile's eyes widened from seeing his trainer in danger and…oh my God. Oh my GOD! HIM TOO!?

"No! I've…" his leaves on his right arm glowed green before he struck the mechanical arm, "had enough!" He freed himself and Pikachu while the other's gasped at seeing Sceptile use his moves once more. "Time for Quick Attack!" He blasted towards Ash in a blinding white rush of speed, easily catching up and catching him. "Bullet Seed!" He blasted the high powered wave of green energy seeds from his mouth to slow their decent before he touched ground safely.

At this point…I've lost complete interest. As much as I wanted to keep watching…I couldn't at the moment. 'Cause I just fucking heard Pokémon…like really heard them! THEY WERE SPEAKING! AND I….I…I didn't know what to do about that shit! I mean I knew they weren't speak speaking but it just…that sounded like English to me! I could understand Pikachu and Sceptile perfectly! I blinked a few times as the information just kept on passing through every single receptor in my brain, sending shocks upon shocks of bewilderment. "I can….understand Pokémon?" I barely even notice the episode continue until it ended and the next one came on after a few commercials of other old-school shows. "What the all kinds of fuck!?" I whispered to myself.

Okay…so let me reiterate my current arsenal here. Pokémon Demigod son of Arceus…Aura Powers…enhanced physical prowess…enhanced senses…and now all of a sudden I can understandPokémon! Legitimately!? I rose from my chair before falling to the side and plopping to my bed. A large grin on my face as I held it in both of my hands. Can I POSSIBLY be anymore lucky than I already am!? Next thing I know, a cute girl beyond anything I could imagine is gonna show up one of these days, before becoming my girl for life! I heard the door slid open, making me look to see who it was. The next episode of Pokémon going with the Pokémon in sounding as if they were still speaking to me. Anyway, it was just Jynx who walked in. Always seems to want to see me whenever I'm home. He walked to the side of my bed, looked at me for a bit before he jumped up. He then proceeded to walk on my chest, allowing me to feel his smooth paw pads on my skin like many times before. He sat on my stomach, gave a yawn (Which opened his mouth pretty wide) and began to entertain his cat curiosity by anything that caught his interest in my room.

I reached up and began to scratch at his head, right between the ears of course. Instantly his eyes slowly closed and he began to purr audibly. I'm the only one who actually does this to him, and I'm sure that's been ingrained into him. Especially since I was the one who was the most interactive with him ever since he came here as a kitten 2 years ago. But damn, if he isn't getting bigger and bigger. Much large than the average cat for sure. "You're not going to start talking to me too, are you?" I partially joked, but I wasn't really too sure how much this…Pokémon Translation power worked. If it worked on animals was a mystery.

Jynx opened his eyes slightly to look at me briefly. "Mrow."

"Oh, thank God." I sighed. As cool as it would be to speak to my own cat, I'm not sure that I would be able to take the pressure of doing so. And I could still hear the Pokémon talking as Ash was battling Spencer for his next Frontier Symbol! I'd turn the channel, but I was incredibly compelled not too. Actually, I think this power just increased my love for Pokémon even more if that's somehow possible. I especially didn't know that even TV-wise this kind of power would work. But I guess Pokémon is Pokémon, no matter how you look at it. Except in games and manga of course. Those are just sounds and…I don't know if they even write Pokespeech in the manga. Don't think so but I could be wrong. A random thought entered my mind that came from out of nowhere. "Wait a minute, if dubbed Pokémon sounds like English to me…then would subbed Pokémon sound like they're speaking Japanese?"

"…"

Anyway, forgetting that thought since I don't even watched subbed Pokémon, I sat up in my bed. Jynx got off of me and jumped back to the ground. And of course, he walked to the door and expected me to follow so I could feed him. Why not? I was heading downstairs anyway for any kind of food. It was Friday, so I wouldn't usually expect grandma to cook. She does cook some Friday's but since we're a Catholic family, Its usually her ordering a fish dinner for either all of us in the house or for only her and my grandpa, Charles, while me, Crystal and Dink got fast food. I usually like to go for the fast food because I am SO not a fish person, unless it's shrimp. So I decided to just wait until I was called downstairs. Jynx gave another yawn before he settled down on my front, no doubt getting some of his fur stuck there because of my wet skin. Man I loved how he like to show affection for me. Makes me feels special and everything, so I just kept lightly scratching his head. His eyes closed again as he adjusted his body to get comfortable. It was only when he laid against me or was in my face that I could see just how large he was. I don't know what counted for an adult cat, but I'm sure that whenever Jynx became one he would most definitely come up to my knees when I stood.

The episode ended before it was replaced a couple minutes later with the next one, when Ash battles Spencer for his next Frontier Symbol. I smiled excitedly. "My god I think I found new incentive to watch a lot of Pokémon all over again."

5 Days Later

"WOOOO!" Wanna know what that was for? If you must know, that was because of how I was currently bounding from the tree tops without pause. Seriously, I think that it would be pretty hard to keep track of my movements at the moment, no matter how hard you tried. I jumped left, right, high, low, center, back, anywhere that I believed could properly support my weight. After 5 days of continuous training for many hours on end, with the occasional breaks in between, I've finally gotten to the point where my Aura Control was good enough to try something crazy. And this was the end result. I grinned as I jumped from a branch to another tree that didn't have any. But I wasn't worried since I leaned my body backwards and sideways simultaneously before my feet planted into the bark, then stayed there. Yup, I was just standing on the side of a tree without a care in the world. No big deal, right? Fucking ha!

Taking a deep breath I placed my gloved hands in the pockets of my leather jacket, hopped to another tree and sat on the thick branch. I laid back against the tree as my mind began to wander to other things. My current progression in my new abilities came first though I couldn't help about wondering back to how much I managed to get done. Granted, none of it was anything really or crazier than what I'm doing now, but that's beside the point. Back on track, from those 5 days to now, I've been a lot more progressive on my own time then I felt I have ever been. Like I wanted, every night when I was at home I practiced on focusing my Aura properly. Mainly on how to work on my 'Aura Sphere' creation, the time it takes to create, and how much power I put into it. That's a lot tougher than it sounds. I'm kinda glad that I know that on a personal level because that makes me respect all of my favorite characters in so many worlds that need to practice their asses of to get their techniques to work properly. And considering that Aura as a whole is a broad power in itself, I know that I am very far from the idea of being an Aura Master.

But yeah. When I'm sure that everyone else in the house is sleep (Jynx doesn't count) I would sit on the floor on my room, place my hands a few inches from each other and concentrate. Initially, I began with continuously making those mini-spheres back to back. I wouldn't attempt what I was trying to do in the Hall of Origin unless I was sure that I could handle channeling that amount of power whenever I could. Plus, making those mini-spheres continuously helped more than I thought it would. I didn't know it before but now I see that it helped my body instinctually know how much power went into them, so now I could do them instantly. Another method of Aura Control! I love the concept of course, but it doesn't count for much to those little things. All they could do was cause minor damage at best; not very intimidating, right? So when I felt that I could make those easily enough I would try to increase the size to make the newer sphere twice as big as before. Then it's all a matter of repeating the pattern. So now, I'm able to make a normal sized 'Aura Sphere' but I have no idea how many times I can use it until I run out of power, so I'll have to test my limit for that later.

For all the passive stuff, I've been toying around a lot with trying to get that Aura sensing ability to work. For one, I decided to call it 'Aura Perception' because that sounds a lot cooler than 'Aura Sense' or whatever the hell name like that. So yeah, it's obviously a lot easier for me to practice this whenever I want since no one would be able to tell that I was doing anything. And it doesn't matter where I am either. At home, at school, walking from school, I find it really handy. A lot more so than the way it looks in 'Lucario and the Mystery of Mew'. It's like being able to see inside your mind! It's so epic! Apparently it's not mainly 'Aura' I sense but presences in general. Meaning non-living things, so it makes sense that Lucario was able to see rocks, and cars. Hell, the fucking road. If you couldn't tell, that was mad sarcasm right there. But that doesn't mean that using this is easy either. I should be able to pick up emotions and sense at a wider range. But like I said, I only have general presences working for me so I don't know how to single specific things out yet. But I can at least say that my starting range limit to this thing is pretty impressive. I can't accurately measure my current range but I would like to say that I can work with 20 meters. Plus things appear slightly blurry and I know that ain't normal either. I don't know exactly how to increase my range to larger distances and everything so I'll just chalk it up to if I use it more than it'll grow to become a lot more reliable.

And of course, I've been doing the normal physical workouts. My super hearing isn't really something to speak of a lot but I can for sure say that there are a lot of conversations I shouldn't have heard. Hehehe, but I did. Nothing I can do about that. It's really fun in school because people can either be funny or just plain dumb. Good thing I'm not someone who gossips or anything. Finally, whenever I left school and would walk home with Jonta'e and Mohammed (Another one of my closest friends ever), I'd practically throw off my school clothes, swap them for my "adventure clothes" and head to the woods. Like when I raced Mira, I would speed through the path as fast as I could, testing my limits. Sometimes I would channel some of my Aura into my legs to make myself go faster. Plus, it makes my legs a lot more durable and since my body was upgraded too, I don't get as tired as easily. I can keep up going at full speed for 5 times as long now. When I got to the place with all the trees I would do my new workout consisting of 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 leg-lifts (Each leg) and 100 squats. Not easy work and I never cheat by using my Aura. That defeats the purpose. Then I would climb trees.

(Sigh) Man! That was one hell of a long explanation for my training! Well now that that is out of the way, I can get to something new. What was that new thing? Well, gimme a sec, alright? Using my super hearing (No! Do NOT think of Super Man! I should've said that before but just do NOT say Super Man!) I checked to see if any people were walking around the woods. In the school months there usually isn't. Mainly when there are long breaks from school and when the weather is decent enough to stay outside for a long period of time. And of course, it was the beginning of April so it seemed there would be no people which my ears told me was right. Swinging both legs over to the side of the branch I leapt off of it. Landing in the dirt, I bent my knees to absorb the impact but of course there was no shock. Yay, upgrades!

Near the tree was a small bag that I found in my house, which I picked up and slung over my shoulder. "Okay…here we go. Time for the second part." Jogging a bit of a ways back, I was on the path which was above the area where I would continue my training. A pond-like area that had a lot of water which seemed to go only to the knees, as a large stable space to stand on made of stones and rocks of varying sizes. I turn to the right and jumped high, passing over the body of water over me and landing with a thud on the rocks. Yay hops! I grinned as I turned to where I was. "That was easy. Alright…I'm gonna hate this."

Well I had better get it over with. Good thing the weather was pretty warm out anyway and no one was around. Sitting down, I undid the strings on my shoes and took them off along with my socks. Placing the socks in my shoes, I took off my gloves and jacket, lying them on the rocks. Then came the grey sleeveless hoodie, jogging pants and black shirt, leaving me in only my boxers and the necklace my dad made. It looked like it seemed to glow a bit brighter in the sun. Opening the bag, I pulled out a pair of blue and white splotched designed swim-trunks. So I had to remove even more boxers and lay those down too, leaving me bare naked. Even if there were no people in the woods, I felt very uncomfortable this way out in the open. That paranoia sorta made me rush to get the trunks on, which didn't feel very comfortable. But seriously? When did swimming trunk ever did? Shifting the front part to get the itchiness out of my crotch I sighed, looking at the water one more time before I stepped towards it.

I pressed my palms together in a silent clap as I began to focus my Aura. I realized that I was able to use it a bit better if I did this and concentrated. I have no idea what it is with the 'palms-together thing' but hey, it works. "Alright. Send power to my feet and keep circulating it." I at least think that's the basics of how this works. When Ebisu taught it to Naruto, I think he said more stuff but I'm sure as hell not going to break my back over it. I work better by doing most of the time anyway. Bringing my palms away from each other, I lifted my right foot and slowly placed it on the water. I inwardly gasped as I stopped trying to keep it above water, letting the weight of my leg fully stand on the surface. I swallowed nervously as I "stepped up" onto the water about to bring my left foot down slowly. I didn't even get the chance to place it down as I lost proper concentration on my supporting leg, making it fall through. The shock sent me off balance and I feel on my front, making a loud splash. I gasped as I sprung from the water.

"Holy fuck, it's freezing!"

I stood up and walked back to the rocks, light shivering. Good god, that's awful! But I probably would still choose this over that boiling spring water Naruto had to use…as sad as that sounds. This water wasn't even fucking pure yet I'm grateful for that? Forget it. At least it was hot outside. That and the towel that I packed away will easily help me from chilling to the bone. Especially considering all of the times I know I'm going to fail this exercise. So I went for it again, starting with the right foot and trying for that control, remembering to keep my Aura in a slight state of constant circulation while making it a thin layer just under my feet. God, this takes walking on vertical and high surfaces to a new level for sure. As I kept at my training antics, I couldn't help but think back to just yesterday afternoon, when I unintentionally had to put my mad new skills to the test.

Flashback (Yesterday: 2:50 PM)

Rey's (Stephan's) POV

School had finally been let out and I couldn't wait to get back home. Honestly, it seemed as if every day at school seemed to now just drag itself on even slowly than it used too, ever since I got these powers. I didn't have to think hard to realize that it only felt that way because I was always too eager to train and train very hard at that. I found it a little funny that something like that was making me eager instead of weary. I've done gymnastics for years and even though I'm grateful for all of the skills that I picked up from doing it, the conditioning always made me very weary. I was never used to training for so long in so many different exercises from 30 minutes to a full hour. My gym teacher wasn't some maniac if that's what anyone thinks, but you do need to build up a lot of muscle and flexibility for some of the things that we had to learn how to do. Now? Now it's….not really all that different to be honest. But the payoff most certainly is! Who knows what I'd be able to learn if I master my Aura? No, wait a second, I won't just master it! I'm going to try for some never-before-seen kind of stuff with it! What that stuff is, I have no idea. Guess I'll just….adjust my regimen's depending on whatever I have to tackle in the future. Hopefully, nothing big is going to come at me off the bat.

Off that topic, I was currently walking with two of my closest friends. You guys already know about Jonta'e so there's no need to mention him much. But I guess I didn't really describe him. He's black, just like me, maybe even a tad bit darker. He wore glasses as has the most indifferent look on his face that it rival's mine. Not saying the guy doesn't crack jokes or laugh or anything. Because he does do those things but his sense of humor is pretty dark at most times. You either have to know him as well as I do to understand him or you just have to naturally be a good deal fucked in the head to laugh with him, when he says said jokes. Thankfully, I was both. He's more into how he dresses than I am, which shows a lot when we aren't in school and have desired breaks from it. Also, he won't ease up on my 'Adventure Clothes' because I wear them all the time. Jesus, he's made his jokes on THAT topic enough too. But over the years, he's learned to take how I do things as I do them, and vice-versa. Oh yeah, just as a side note, he has a psychotic part to him that he tells me he has.

And I believe it.

I mean, I've never actually seen it myself but he does have some stories from his past years of shit that he'd done to other people when he's been pissed off to an extreme. He hasn't grabbed any sharp objects or killed anyone…but in his words, 'To scare someone the most, you need to take away what they can't get back.' Wanna know how serious that statement is? I don't know the full details, but a guy he told me of use to mess with him a lot in the past, at one the previous school's that he attended. He's been kicked out of a few, just so you all know. And when his anger had built up to a high enough point, when they were alone, he FOCUSED his rage on that one guy and him alone. Focused rage is MUCH more deadly than an uncontrolled one. Next thing you know, that asshole is missing an EYE! And with the way Jonta'e described it (Glossing over some points that were personal or too 'UGGGHHH') he spoke in such a calming way, with a tiny but noticeable irritation in his eyes that unnerved the fuck out of me. The fact that he's pretty scrawny in appearance makes it worse.

He ISN'T beefy! Not even leanly muscular like me!

But he is quick and knows how to fuck up the human body. Studies anatomy a lot and the fact that I gave him a book on it must've made him even deadlier compared to back then. Shit, he's read 6 including mine but in his words 'boredom is a bitch'. But I can't help wanting to support my friends in any way I can. Honestly, he told me that story a long time ago but I still got him that book years later when I found it at a garage sale. I figured he'd be into it. I even have a copy myself. Also, his grip is strong as shit. What could I compare it too? Like…like the human version of a Kingler's 'Vice Grip' attack. So if he gets his hands on you then you are NOT getting away unless he lets go. Trust me; I have TRIED many times and not of my own consent. Ass-fuck just doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself when he's near me, and no, not in a sexual way. But he CAN be that creepy around me too. I wonder why I'm friends with him sometimes but I know that I honestly love being around him. He's too fantastic of a guy to hate. Again, I'd never tell him that shit.

My second friend, and brother-in-all-but-blood, is Mohammed Almusawi. Yes, it's Arabian, which he is but he's born and bred in East Cleveland. Meaning he also has no kind of accent. Because of that he has a tan skin tone and some fur on his face. Heheheh, yeah, I called it fur. Hey, I'm one hairy guy but Mohammed grows the shit faster and a little thicker than I do. And the fact that I call him a bear (Which he doesn't like) plays some part in it. But it's not like his whole face is covered in it or anything. He's very big boned and even a little taller than the two of us. You never would've guessed that he was younger than me from looking at us. I met Mohammed when I first came to the 10th Grade after transferring from my previous high school. Well, we didn't actually meet. We were just in the same first period class. Also, back then he WAS kinda chunky and had a bit of a rounder face. But I realized that we both had similar interests the more I learned about him. Like how he is an anime nerd (Like me and Jonta'e), or that he was honestly pretty awesome to talk too.

That stuff alone just made me and him link up pretty quickly. Jonta'e and he are cool since I've kinda been the medium that got them to start talking as well. It's weird being a bridge to stuff like that, huh? Anyway, Mohammed had joined our schools' football team and the conditioning had slimmed him down, too. Well, not really slimmed him but it did shape his fat into bulk…wait, I mean… y-you know the difference. Basically, he's not fat, just toned. Jesus. Besides all of that, the guy is such a monk. Unlike Jonta'e he isn't big into hurting other people and he doesn't like when he sees a lot of fighting. I respect that about him since I'm the same way. I've never fought before and I don't see why people get such a kick out of it, especially these dumbasses at school. But I know that if he's threatened then he is going to knock you the fuck out. Those arms are fucking pillars! He'll clothesline the SHIT out of you! Haven't seen him do that but I wanna.

So yeah, this was my little click. It's not much but I like that. It just goes to prove that your closest friends don't have to be in a group. As long as you got those guys that you know you feel strongly for, then they're more than enough to keep you company. Same if there was only one of them, this was the case when I only hung around with Jonta'e. Honestly, my first EVER true friend who I stuck with for years and will hopefully do the same for many more to go. Sappy, yeah but I ain't afraid to admit.

Well, besides Jonta'e of course.

Anyway, since we were coming from school we all had on the uniform that was required. I wore a cotton white short-sleeved shirt under my leather jacket and gloves (Hey, it's my shit) and black dress pants, with a thick red striped tie, that didn't look all that neat. Mohammed shirt was long-sleeved and Jonta'e was wearing a blue cotton shirt under his black hoodie. Like all close friends, we just talked about random stuff.

"Hey Steph, are we gonna play the game at your house?" Mohammed asked, using his nickname for me. That or bro are his most used ones.

I looked to him, "Play what?

"Storm 3, man. I gotta get you back on that."

Ohhhh, the Naruto game, 'Naruto Ultimate Ninja Storm 3'. Should've known he'd bring that up. We kinda are part of the whole Naru-tard fadom and all that. "You know we're gonna have too! I mean, you need to redeem your ass-kicking from before, right? Besides, you have any idea how long it's gonna take for the English Dub of Shippuden to get to the 4th War? Fuck the anime anyway. The Storm games kick ass, especially in the battle cinematic's."

He looked a bit excited from my claim but frowned a bit at my statement on him losing to me. I thought nothing of it. " Come on. Don't be mad when I start whuppin' yo ass again." I grinned a bit as he sucked his teeth at my being a smart-ass.

"Man, shut up!" He knew that I was just messing with him as always. But I had to at least let him know that I wasn't gonna be playing around with him on this. Naruto is a big deal to the two of us and I have to say that I'm pretty good at playing it. Not saying he isn't though. All the matches we have, he's been getting better and better. He's even almost got enough money to buy it himself. Besides the epicness of it all, it's partially also based on strategy and how to use the character that you picked. What really clenches it is how you manipulate the 'Chakra Dash' and 'Substitution Jutsu' at the right times.

Jonta'e didn't look as if he was particularly interested but still said, "And I'm glad you invited me over to your house too, Stephan. Thanks a bunch."

"You wanna play too?" Mohammed wondered.

"Maybe. I don't care all that much for Naruto to the same extent you guys do, but I just wanna come over."

"I didn't say anything along those lines." I deadpanned. He just got obnoxious and wrapped an arm around my neck tight as hell.

"I know, I know, but you honestly don't really think you have much of a choice, do you? It's cute how you think you do." He gave me a creepy smile that made me try to lean away but his grip (THAT FUCKING GRIP, DAMMIT!) wasn't losing any strength. Mohammed, being the brother that he is to me…had the balls to step away from me!

Gave him an incredulous look as he stared warily at Jonta'e. "Nigga, help me!"

He shook his head. "Mm-mm. I'm not gonna get involved with him. Sorry, bro."

Jonta'e decided that he wanted to up the creepiness-meter that only he possessed and teasingly gave me a HIGHLY suggestive look. I swallowed a lump in my throat as he licked his lips and gave a light groan in the back of his throat, before whispering, "Don't worry. I won't be gentle~."

Oh hell no. I began to squirm and try to get out of his grip. "Okay, you know what?" I grabbed at his arm and began to pry it from around me, much to his surprise. Holy shit, I was surprised too. When I say his grip is unbreakable, I am not exaggerating. I mean how many times have I tried to get myself free only to fail each attempt? Well, I don't know the number but it sure as hell is a lot. Just saying, over the course of 4 years is enough to get the gist of how much this has happened. Besides that, I nearly forgot in that moment that I'm kinda…well, superhuman now. My muscle strength must be a lot higher than any average human. Yay me! I got his arm from around me and scooted away a bit, before glaring at Mohammed. The man had the nerve to put his hands up in a defensive manner.

"There was nothin' I could do, bro. And look, you had it handled." He said.

Jonta'e looked to his hand and clenched it multiple times into a fist. "Hmmm….I'm not losing my edge. You must be working out or something, aren't you?"

Dude, working out isn't even the half of it. I still lean back and narrow my eyes. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Then I'm going to have to not hold back against you anymore," he gained a glint in his eyes, "I'm going to begin giving you ALL of my love Stephan! I can't have you escaping like that. It's unheard of. No one….escapes me…ever."

Oh. My god. If he was a serial killer or some kinda rapist…fuck, if he was a villain then he'd be the scariest one to ever exist. I do NOT want to have those words with THAT face hunting me down like he's some kinda crazed vampire out for all of the blood in the vicinity.

"….can you do me a favor and choke on your love?" I quipped. He poked a finger to his cheek and smirked.

"I would but my neck isn't long enough for that."

Me and Mohammed gasped out 'Oh my god!' before we burst out laughing at the freaky innuendo. Yup. These were my closest friend's people. A walking, talking teddy bear who would save his own ass before his 'big bro' and a silver tongued, prideful, psychotic, evil genius with enough sex puns and freakish teasing to go around for anyone. Why do I hang with them? Better question is 'why the all-kinds-of-fuck NOT'? I know. Weird friendship we all got yet I'd back the two of them up in any way that I can. Same for the two of them, to be honest. At least, when it suits them most or in areas where they know they easily can without any sort of drawbacks towards something else. So after THAT little ordeal the three of us just walked and talked. Talked about random things. One conversation starts, another branches from the previous one and then we talk about that. Same old-same old. At least…until we passed by this group of five guys.

Thanks to my enhanced skills, my perception was on point. Even as we didn't really pay them all that much attention, I could see that those dudes were sizing us up. They were definitely older than us. Never seen them around school so they didn't go there but they weren't adults either. Probably just some assholes who graduated before us….aw, who am I kidding? These ghetto bums most certainly dropped out with how they look like bums. Sagging shorts on some with sagging pants on the rest. Bandanas on some and short-sleeve shirts with others just having their nappier-than-mine hair out and wearing white beaters. To anyone else, they would just see a normal group of, once again, black guys just being ghetto in a ghetto neighborhood. There is literally no other way I could've described all of that.

But to ME? That was a different story entirely.

Their Aura's all radiated ill intent. Coming off of them in waves from the moment they spotted us to the moment we passed and kept walking. I couldn't help but feel nervous and even agitated. These guys were the kind to just fuck with people for no kind of reason, all on the grounds that they seemed like easy targets. Even with a big guy like Mohammed, he was only just a bit taller than I am and they must've thought them outnumbering us 5 to 3 would even out having a big dude in our group. They were following us now. I calmed down and stretched my 'Aura Perception' to see how far along they were. Wouldn't you know it, there were just within my 20 meter range. Guess they wanted to give us some distance before they try to jump us. Luckily, I didn't have to warn Jonta'e or Mohammed, since at some point the two of them glanced back and saw those douche bags tailing us.

"You guys see 'em too, right?" I spoke lowly to them. The dudes were beginning to gain on us now. Of course they didn't care if they attacked in broad daylight. I wouldn't expect any random people to come and help us out anyway. We're on our own here. Yet…what the hell is this tingly feeling in my chest? Not my nerves this time…it was something else. Weird.

"Yeah, Mohammed answered me, "what'll we do? Ignore them?"

Jonta'e shook his head. "We can't do that because they'll just keep following us. Then they'll try and jump us with our guards down. We might even have to defend ourselves or run. I personally, don't really wanna run from people like this…but…"

I swallowed nervously. Holy shit, this is escalating too damn fast! I mean, I've never even been in a fight before and now I'm going to have to probably fight off FIVE niggas with Jonta'e and Mohammed!? The rational part of me was more than willing to run. And if it was in the driver's seat, I most definitely would've taken it's advice. Working out or not, my lack of fighting experience would've had me nervous beyond nervous so I would've booked it if it were up to me. But now I have another half that's screaming out in my head. Something I've…I've never felt before. Instead of being nervous…I think I was feeling…eager? About what? Fighting? I don't understand where feelings like THOSE came from. But the more I thought about me in a potential battle happening the more I felt my heart beginning to race. Wait a sec, was this feeling in my chest excitement!?

"Hey! Hey ya'll!"

"Aw, fuck." I said. Now one of them is calling out to us. We didn't dare break our stride and just kept walking.

"Hey! You pussies can hear us! We just wanna talk!" That was a different voice.

"You running away from us or somethin', lil' niggas!?" Another one yelled.

"Just keep walking. Don't pay attention them." Jonta'e said through clenched teeth but as I glanced down I could tell from his clenched fists how much he wanted to deck the shit out of those guys. Looking to Mohammed, he looked a lot more irritated than anything. He slightly bit his lower lip in agitation from the teasing of these fuckers. I know how much he doesn't like to fight so the thought of him having to do it might be troubling him a bit. Yet for some reason, I always felt that if he had too he'd seriously have mine and Jonta'e's backs. One of them threw a plastic 'Arizona' bottle at us. Aim was more than off, as it landed and rolled on the ground next to me and hit the brick wall of some sort of antique shop we were starting to pass by. More and more, I felt this…WHATEVER side of me beginning to take over and kick my usual rational side further and further into the back of my mind.

My teeth ground against each other. I could feel my eyes beginning to burn with anger and sting a bit for some reason. Glancing into the reflective surface of the glass off this random shop saw that my eyes were…burning hazel!? Hazel to the point that you could see my pupils! 'Just like when I was in my other body,' I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and calmed down, watching as my eyes turned back into their dark brown color. Didn't want the guys to be asking me questions about something I wouldn't be able to come up with an excuse for. At least not when we're walking like this. But what did this mean? I didn't feel myself channeling power. So…was this screaming feeling my Pokémon side?

"Hey, pussy in the jacket! I bet you think you look real cool in that thing, huh!?" One of them called out.

It was at this moment I fully realized….that I had fully developed a Pokémon mindset. Even without having had these powers for a week I understood exactly what that meant. I've been studying Pokémon in the anime for many, many years now. Pokémon, wild ones for this case, like to keep to themselves. They don't like it when someone has the nerve to just waltz into their territory and doing whatever they want, and those who deem themselves as apex predators most DEFINTELY don't like having their authority to what they claim as theirs being challenged. What defines an apex predator? A being that sees themselves to be on the top of the food chain and has to answer to nobody. Disrespect from anyone lower than said predator will result in nothing but pain for the blasphemer. What happens when an apex Pokémon fights another apex Pokémon? Well they both do their absolute best to DOMINATE the other until there is a clear winner between the two. Those are what I assume are the base instincts of Pokémon, trained or otherwise, when they engage in a Pokémon Battle.

Now take into account that I'm the son of the KING of Pokémon. The one who literally is at the top of said chain.

Understood that? Okay. Now take into account some low-life, ass-fuck just fucked around and disrespected me while in the mindset of my new Pokémon nature.

Adding these elements together, you learn that you fucked up.

I stopped walking.

Jonta'e and Mohammed kept going but slowed down and looked at me, until they stopped as well. They wondered just what in the fuck was I doing. No, they didn't say it; I could just read it on their faces. Though I could see that Jonta'e was amused. At the moment, all I felt my mind, my BLOOD, wanting me to do was to do what it was for when encountering these bottom tier scum-of-the-Earth types.

Dominate.

I turned around a bit to look at those dumbasses catch up. My eyes were more opened but I could feel my glare just boring into all five of them. They were all laughing among themselves as they closed the distance. You know, I just realized something else. These weren't some rough brutes that was able to strike fear into someone just by being around them. These were the kinds of guys who would just pick on people who they thought weren't going to fight back and just let them keep doing whatever the hell they'd want to do. I know damn well none of them would be trying this shit by themselves or even if they even in number, along with me and the guys. At the moment, I didn't care if I've never fought before. I was gonna listen to my instincts this time around and see if that was going to get me anywhere. Ugh, I better not be in over my head with all this.

"Hey lil' man, that was bein' rude. I know you could hear us callin' you." One of the saggy-shorts fuckers said as some of his dudes spread out in front of me. Jonta'e and Mohammed walked back over to me, clearly not happy about this. Yet I could sense they were feeling that way towards these guys.

I took an annoyed breath, not able to hide my attitude. "The fuck…do you want? Why you tryin' to start shit?"

Some of them just blinked before they started snickering again, like I just told a joke. Ohhhh, I get it. The 'lil' man' talks back and they think that I can't back shit up? I was very much so in the urge to deck the shit out of anyone of them. I just didn't know when it'd be the perfect moment to do so. Dammit, this is not the time to be indecisive with your shit!

"Oooooh, lil' nigga ma-a-a-d. He gon' do somethin'."

Another one looked to my friends. "You better get your friend over here. He don't got manners."

The dude in the middle, who seemed just a bit taller than me, stepped closer. My breath caught in my throat as he drew near, until he was in my 'danger zone'. What is the 'danger zone'? It's when someone is within' arms length of you. I didn't know what I was waiting on for him to be up in my face like this but I sure as hell knew that whenever he did whatever he'd do-

In that instant he forcefully grabbed my right shoulder, making me jerk.

I think my mind kicked it into high gear once that happened because before I knew it, my left fist was flying up and crashing into his right cheek. It seemed to go in slow motion for me at the moment. My gloved fist made contact and my slower perception allowed me to see all of the distortions his face made as his grip on me went slack and he was lifted off of his feet. Time sped back up to normal as he crashed into one of the glass windows of the antique shop beside me. His shoulder met it first and then his face, leaving a multitude of spider cracks in the surface before he fell to the ground, blood dripping from his mouth. I just stood in the same space, in the same position…except my left arm was extended from the punch.

Holy. Fuck. I just reacted! I didn't even FEEL myself throw that until the attack was over! And I sure as hell didn't expect to get that dude in such a state when I sure as hell wasn't even in a good enough position for a strike as heavy as that. Jonta'e, Mohammed, and that assholes posse was shocked as hell from the strike but the posse reacted first. Once the surprise of seeing their friend get hit like that passed, they charged forward at me all at once. Jonta'e and Mohammed didn't miss a beat as they each ran forward and tackled the hell out of one guy each that they began to tussle with on the ground, slamming punches at them back to back. The other two guys jerked at seeing two more of their guys get rushed but went back to heading towards me. To get into a stance, I brought my left fist near my face and let my right one hang out a little bit in front of me. I slightly bent my knees and kept myself anchored to the ground as the other two 'posted-up' when they were close.

To those of you who aren't hip to the ghetto side of the world, basically niggas keep an arm up close as shit near their face and I guess they kinda…'rotate' the other one back and forth rapidly or some shit like that. Look, that's as close as I can explain but it's a dumbass thing that people in the hood do. I may not have fought before but even I know what any decent stance looks like. But that kind of shit? Hell to the fuck no. I don't understand where something like that even came from.

I watched the two of them intently as they both tried to psyche me out by jerking forward and then quickly moving back or throwing faint punches. As for me, I was feeling a mix of that same excitement and an unusual amount of calm. I didn't know but I was able to perfectly trace their movements. I'm not saying that I was using my 'Aura Perception' to predict how they moved, which would be pretty awesome, but that they seemed to have been moving slower to me. Like my mind was processing them at a few seconds slower than they actually were moving. Once I took note of that analysis, one of the dude's threw an actual punch at me. He swung wide which made it easy to just duck under the swing as I stepped pushed off the ground and got within' his guard. If watching the anime 'The Mightiest Disciple: Kenichi' has taught me anything valuable in regards to fighting, being within' arms reach of your opponent is the safest place to be in a fight. Well, I was about to put that to the test. Gritting my teeth I balled my left hand into a fist intent on making my second punch ever count for something.

'Liver blow!' Hey, even in the heat of the moment, I still wanted to at least call out attacks as I did them. Well…even if I did the calling in my head. Anyway, as I literally thought, I slammed my left fist into the guys ride side, right where I assumed his liver was. That's when I was surprised two times in a row, because that punch sounded gruesome as some of the ribs on his right side busted! Not only was the sound of crunching bones audible but the impact in general even gave a small *BOOMPH* sound. If I was any stronger I think you'd have been able to see a disruption of air from the blow. His gave a loud scream of pain as he hacked out a glob of blood onto the concrete. He fell to his left side and curled into a ball, holding his broken ribs. My 'sixth sense' picked up the second dude who was trying to attack me from the back. My sensitive ears hears the air moving around right behind my head.

'He's gonna punch me from behind!?' Sure enough, just as weaved to the side, the second guy's fist flew right at where my head used to be. My body acted on auto-pilot before I even tried to think of a counterattack. My left arm flew up again on its own accord and grabbed his right wrist. The punching arm, mind you. My hand tightened its hold in a grip that would make Jonta'e hella jealous, as he yelled in agony. "AGH! YOU'RE GONNA BREAK IT!" He tried to pull his arm back…and I let him. I let go of his wrist making him stumble backwards and hold it. But as he tripped over himself to get away I bent down and surged forward once again. My fists near my face in a boxer stance, getting ready to use another boxing-based move. As I was right under him, my eyes focused solely on his chin, which was at a perfect angle at the moment with how his head was up. My planting my feet and firm as I could on the ground and pushed down on my legs with all my power. I barely noticed the cement slightly crack as I pushed my body up and sent my right fist flying.

'Gazelle Punch!' As the name implies from a Gazelle's powerful leg strength, I used that same leg strength to surge upward and give my punch extra power. And yes…I got the knowledge of those two attacks from another fighting-based anime too. 'Hajime no Ippo'…English dubbed of course. Hey, say what you want but anime is informative as fuck when you know the right ones to watch. Superhuman strength met normal human chin and I'm sure you can guess the results. Or maybe not. A variety of things could've happened but if you guessed I gave him a broken jaw with a count of him getting knocked two feet into the air before falling on unforgiving ground….then you're guessing game is incredible. I breathed as my adrenaline rush began to slowly calm down. Time sped back up to normal time to me as I looked over the two goons and what I had just done to them. Jesus, the grin on my face just couldn't help but make itself known and them try to knock my cheeks out of place. But who was I kidding!? That was fucking awesome! Is this how Pokémon feel in the heat of a battle or is that normal for anyone who just likes to fight!? Shit, what have I been MISSING in my life!?

During my little victory I noticed that Jonta'e and Mohammed were sporting a few bruises from the two guys they were taking but were managing pretty well. Mohammed, in all his beefyness, picked up the asshole in his thick arms before dropping him hard onto his side. When the guy tried to get back up, Mr. Beefy came back for round two and fucking clothes-lined the bitch! RIGHT IN THE THROAT! Mohammed's assailant's head snapped back as he gave a hacking cough, right before falling to his back. Jesus, for someone who's never fought before the big-guy sure as hell got some nasty ass heavy damage going for him. Jonta'e being smaller than both Mohammed and his opponent was faster and a lot more precise. His intense study on the human body allowed him to land punches on what I assumed to be pretty vital areas. He also found the taller asshole's center of gravity before kicking his right leg and pushing him to the side throwing him off balance. When that was done, he nailed him with a barrage of punches right to the face, busting the guys' lip and giving him a bloody nose. With one more punch to the temple Jonta'e's opponent met the ground too.

Good… GOD! I had no idea they could do shit like THAT! Unlike them, I was pretty sure that I would more-than-likely get hurt more then give the hurt if I tried to take down just one of these guys without powers. I mean Mohammed is a tank and Jonta'e is faster than me and many times more analytical then I could ever hope to be. Then there's me. To be honest, there are multiple instances where I have problems of nearly letting out any of my built up rage on the one(s) who invoked it in the first place. I never acted on that rage but I scare myself on what I would do if I did. So that's the reason I never fought. But even if I did, that rage would more than likely just be adrenaline on top of more adrenaline. Take that away and…I'm not left with much. Not like them. And that kinda scares me on what these guys could become they did had abilities like mine.

Apparently, being lost in my thoughts and watching the two of them whup ass made me drop my guard. Before I knew it, I felt something decently sized and hard hit me in the back of my head, sending me to the ground. I grabbed my head tightly and grit my teeth from the pain.

"Steph!" Mohammed yelled as I looked to see who had the ever-lasting-nerve to do what the fuck they just did. Oh, well lookie here? The bitch I knocked down with that first punch. Holding a fucking metal pole that I had no idea where in the fuck he got it from. Jonta'e and Mohammed tried to rush him but he swung the pole at them too, and pretty wildly. Like, back and forth wildly. He was trying to fucking kill us with how much power he was putting into each swing. I guess seeing us take down his four bitch-ass friends got him all desperate. Well, he can feel that way as much as he wants but that doesn't excuse the fact that he pissed me the fuck off. I felt my eyes burning with rage again as the pain surprisingly ebbed away very quickly. Removing my hands, I didn't find any blood on them. Thank you, durable brick body from good ol' dad. Getting to my feet I saw my reflection in the window, seeing my eyes were hazel again. Wonder why that was happening? I'll just have to ask dad about it later.

Onto pressing matters, I let out a growl from my throat…a bit too deep for someone of my vocal chords should be able to give, even if I could sing a pretty impressive baritone. I rushed the bitch-nigga from behind who was still trying to clobber the shit out of my friends. Oh my GOD, he landed some hits on them with that damn thing! The moment I saw the weapon come into contact with Mohammed's back knocking HIM down, I lost it! He wants to play rough, huh!?

"You fucking piece of shit! FUCK!" I yanked the SHIT out of his collar and threw him up against the glass window. I rushed at him to take him down for good, though he still was coherent enough to swing the pole at me. I didn't even bat a fuckin' eyelash this time and caught the damn thing. Yanking it from his hand and throwing it down the sidewalk, I grabbed his neck in my left hand hard. I brought him back and slammed him against the window again, adding more cracks into the ones that were already made. He gasped as he grabbed at my arm with both hands trying to pry it off. I…I didn't know what came over me entirely. All I know was that my dominant mindset was fully in control of my actions and at the moment all I cared about doing was carrying them out. My hazel eyes burning with so much energy I would swear they would be glowing from my anger alone. Hell, they might've been. The guy gave a hacking cough as he tried to breath since I was practically crushing his wind-pipe. I growled once again as I balled my right hand into another fist. This one even tighter than I had ever made in my life. If I wasn't wearing gloves, I'd swear my nails would be digging into my hand.

I drew it behind me as I planted my left foot closer, while leaning forward a bit. I was gonna put my ALL into this fist!

'All of my hate!' My growl turned into a yell which increased in volume as my fist sailed forward. My arm shaking from the strain I was putting on it. "BITCH!" I yelled once my fist made contact with his face. My god, this time you COULD hear the fucking impact and let me tell you it sounded pretty scary compared to video games or T.V. To actually hear the air break along with someone's nose is a very surreal thing to personally bear witness to. That didn't stop there either, because not only did I break his nose but my punch held so much power behind it that I punched him THROUGH the cracked window, while letting go of his neck. Jonta'e and Mohammed gave startled yelps at what I had accomplished. I know that they know that no matter HOW hard anyone would've hit that dude, flying through the window wouldn't have been the result. No, not in real life. Not unless you had superhuman strength.

I could feel that my secret was already blown by at least 75% with them. My secret of having special abilities, I mean. They would never guess Pokémon had anything to do with it. The owner and few workers of the antique shop yelled in displeasure and pure shock when they saw the guy I punched fly through their window and tumbled over his ass into a wooden self, knocking it over with a resounding thud. I gasped in shock as me and the guys booked it at a silent signal. They could question me all they want later but at the moment we weren't gonna he held accountable for any of that shit back there. No way in hell. But through the battle haze leaving my system as I felt my eyes not stinging anymore, I had to admit that was pretty awesome! Well, it was unexpected but at least I know that I can handle myself in a fight. That just gave me even more incentive to train harder! Next time, I might not be so lucky to have street goons com at me with my bro's backing me up. Next time…I could be held at gun point or something. And I sure as hell don't want to test if my new durable body could stop a bullet.

Not yet at least.

Present

Rey (Stephan's) POV

"Ugh…shit." I groaned as I dragged myself out the water after my…what was it now? 27th attempt? "This is going nowhere fast. But any progress is better than none, right?" Okay, I'll admit it. This walking on water thing is a LOT more complicated then I gave it credit for. I know the mechanics of what I have to do and I partially understand how to apply them, but having to continuous shift my Aura under my feet to correspond with the continuous moving water is still very difficult. But if anything, I finally managed to take three careful steps on the surface…then my ankles began to sink through before I fell forward. Happy that this wasn't water where tadpoles or whatever swam around. Not happy that this was still very much sewer water. So why not take a small break, huh? Lying out on the heated rocks under the mix of sunlight and tree shade was a nice little pastime. I even closed my eyes and just relaxed. Maybe I could practice my 'Aura Perception' while I'm like this. Swap one training regimen for another. Not to mention I'd like to get this thing to a really refined point of use. So I took a deep breath and focused extending my Aura outwards to 'see' everything highlighted in a blue glow. It was still very weird. It was like…I could see in 3rd person at all of the objects in my vicinity and beyond that but I was still aware of my 1st person view. Things were still coming in a little blurry though.

'Focus more…concentrate.' The blurry images slowly stopped being so and formed into clearer images. The trees actually looked straight and still instead of wavy and out of focus. I could make out the actual shape and movements of the squirrels or small birds that scurried and soared about, instead of tiny splotches of blue. My range was still around 30 meters but I wasn't complaining. As long as I could perfectly see what the hell I was looking at then that aspect can come later. However, my concentration was broken when I 'saw' a surge of pink Aura overpower everything else I sensed in the vicinity. Jesus, it was so powerful that it appeared to make a pillar of energy that raised high into the air and saturate everything around it in its power. I gasped loudly and shot to a sitting position from the magnitude of the energy. It felt as if my head would split if I kept feeling it out, which left me dizzy. In my state of panic I jumped in place and yelped when I felt something touch my shoulder, making me look over it.

The hell?

"…Mira?"

Yup, it was no doubt her. Tch, who am I kidding? There aren't any other Mew that I know of, right? She was just floating in front of me with that same happy smile on her face. Then she began giggling and drifted backwards until her back was facing the ground. "Wow! I didn't know that you were so easy to spook! That was so funny!"

I didn't find being scared half-to-death funny. One of these days, she'll get hers. "That wasn't funny, dammit," I huffed with a deadpanned look on my face which then turned into confusion, "wait, how come you're here? I thought that you'd be coming back to check up on me in a week? I still have two more days to go." She drifted back into an upright position and gave a big smile.

"Weeeeell…" she flew around my head twice and then latched onto my bareback, with her arms around my neck, making me shiver at the feel of so much soft fur against my skin, "I got tired of waiting. I wanted to see you again is all! I mean, we've been separated for 16 YEARS and we just found you again! How would you expect me as your big sister to not get worried?" Good god, I'm feeling so weird right now. And most certainly not in a good way! My body tingled more as she shifted herself a little to get a bit more comfortable on my back. A MEW…on my BACK! Holy shit, my 'Pokephilia' meter was getting blown the hell off the scale at the moment. How could it not!? A real Mew was latched onto me and I'm in nothing but damn swim trunks! In case those of you who are too dense to figure it out don't get me, I've basically been dreaming about screwing the absolute shit out of a Mew. Why not? They're too damn cute NOT too! And since I'm bisexual, I'm sure as hell not picky about it being a male or female. I'm so close fucking close to getting something checked off of my 'Dream Bucket-list'….but God decided he wants to fuck with me and make this particular Mew my SISTER! Of ALL things! WHY!? WHY!? I don't fucking DO incest! That's fucked as all hell in my opinion! UGH, why does she at least have to be in her normal form!? At least when she's a human, while I admit she is one hell of a looker, I can see her as a sibling a lot easier.

Why is that though? Maybe it's because I've known life as a human more so than a Pokémon so I'm more used to human relatives. Having begins that you've either had adventurous or sexual thoughts about being related to you though? GOD, this is so fucking complicated. I wonder though…if she's the only Mew in our Pokémon World. If not then maybe I have a shot at this! I look to her, "Hey Mira? Are you the only Mew in our world or is there like…another one?"

She shook her head, still smiling, "Nope, I'm the only one." Oh my fucking god dammit! I shot a blank! "Makes sense doesn't it? There can't really be two Mews. It's kinda a redundant thing to happen. Like how there can't be two of daddy or Palkia, Dialga and Giratina. We only need one of them for the sole aspects of what they represent. Like, what's the point of having two Gods of Pokémon or Gods of Time, Space and Antimatter?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I figured as much. I knew there were only one version of each of the super important Legends. At least those that can affect the planet or other powerful aspects like those. I just wasn't so sure about you."

"Any reason you asked?" She wondered.

"Yeah. Don't want to tell you the reason though because it's creepy as hell." Mira just blinked a few times. She gave a 'hmm' and drifted away a little. Aw shit, please don't read my mind. "How creepy are we talking about?" She asked.

I looked to her. "Maybe not creepy per-se but…it could most definitely make you uncomfortable. So let's just drop it, alright? On other things, besides being surprised that you're here, I'm glad you are. I really did miss you. I'm kinda missing the others too." Her smile made me want to give one right back. Why not?

She tilted her head and giggled. "Even Groudon?"

My smile was lost to the ages. "Don't push it. He can go fuck himself with his rocks."

That turned her giggle into a full laugh. She had a pretty one too for such a little thing. Something else I realized, while some Pokémon have certain voice tones when they use Pokespeech, some others can have slightly different tones or entirely different sounding voices altogether. Especially when you can understand them the way I can, and it's as if they're speaking English. I remember what Mira sounded like when she was first introduced fighting Mewtwo and then at the Tree of Life. But actually listening to her, her voice wasn't that high pitched. It was still light but it flowed pretty well as she spoke. If I had to put an age to it, she sounds like a young adult woman in her early 20s. Even when she assumed that teenage disguise of hers she still sounded like that. Makes me think she designed that form to look that age so it can be easier to get more familiar with me. Because how odd would it be to see an older woman hanging out with some random kid?

When she was done laughing she looked to me and saw the bag. Then my discarded clothes. "So what have you been doing anyway? Swimming?"

I gave a 'tch' and looked back to the pond. "Not in this water. I've been doing some pretty intense training ever since I got back from the Hall of Origin."

Mira gave a look of curiosity. "Is that right? And how has that been going for you?"

"Pretty well actually. I've gotten much better control over my Aura compared to when I first started using it. I can make an 'Aura Sphere' now and even sense other Aura's. I think I've learned how to give perfectly clear image now, so the only things I have to do with that is extend the range more and more over time. I even know how to slightly enhance my body with it to get stronger, faster and be more resilient. Then there's the physical training and stuff."

Mira really looked impressed that I've been able to do so much in such short time. Fuck, I even have to give it to myself to be honest. Day to day nonstop workouts can really do wonders. Especially if you have a game-plan on what you intend to do beforehand. She flew up beside me and gave that smile of hers that I know I'm going to be seeing pretty often. "That's amazing, Rey! I never would've thought that you would make so much progress! The full week isn't even over yet!"

I gave a sly smirk and glanced away. "Oh, yeah. And I taught myself how to walk on vertical and ceiling-like surfaces. Now I'm trying to walk on water."

Looking back at her, her confused expression was priceless. Then that confusion turned into dumbfounded-ness when her brain finally caught on to what I just told her. "Wait…you…huh?"

I nodded showing a bigger grin. "Yup! Check it out." I turned to the ledge close to me and jumped all the way to the top, feeling the dirt underneath my toes. I then hopped the tree that was a few feet in front of me and planted my hand and feet to it. I then stood to my full height on the side of it while turning to get a look at my eldest sister. Ugh, I just know that's going to haunt me for a while for reasons already explained. Anyway, my god that look just made me wish that I was holding my phone to take a picture of it. Her jaw dropped open as her eyes went wide. She blinked a few times and tried to speak but didn't know what to say. I just laughed at her expression as I bent my knees and leaned backwards. Sending Aura to my back I stuck it to the tree and just hung in place, opening my arms with an opened smile to show-off a bit more.

"OH MY GOODNESS! HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT!?" She flew up to me pretty quickly as she inspected every inch of my body, trying to see how I was doing what I was doing.

"Yeah, never saw this before, huh? This is all my Aura doin' the work." I placed my hands onto the trunk and pushed myself off, landing on the ground. Mira followed after, wanting answer of course.

"You're Aura!? But…no one's ever heard of Aura letting to walk on trees like an Ariados!"

"See, I took the idea from one of my favorite anime called 'Naruto'. Well…I guess one of my favorite universes to get technical. See, the humans of that world can use an energy called Chakra and it lets them do some pretty epic stuff. Most are Pokémon-like abilities called jutsu that's mainly for attacking and defending and then there is something like that. Using Chakra to walk on surfaces like trees, walls, and even water. I just figured that Aura kinda had some of the same aspects as Chakra and wondered if I could apply them to my training," I gave a big grin, "and as you can see, I'm successful."

She gasped and got in my face, making me back up. "So that's why you were by the water!? You're training to walk on it!?"

I lightly push her to the side and jump my way over back to the rocks, feeling ready to get back to training. She flew back over, watching in pure interest now. "That's the idea. And since the exercise works the same for me as it does any ninja…uh, the Chakra users in Naruto's world, then this is an awesome method for me to get even better and more precise control of my Aura. And it got me to realize that if I can revise something from one other universe-"

"Then…you could use methods from other universes to continue increasing your strength!" She finished for me. If we were back in the Pokémon World, she might've had stars in her eyes.

"That's the idea." I place my hands together and focus my Aura to my feet again. "I could defend myself even more than I initially thought I would. I won't have to rely solely on Pokémon-based abilities and can mix it up if I'm in a very dangerous battle. I never knew that Aura could be as versatile as it is." I moved forward and took a single step onto the water without falling through it, before taking a few more. Hey, I took five steps on the surface and I didn't fall in! Mira gave a light gasp behind me but I wasn't trying to impress. At least, I'm still a novice at all of this. I kinda don't have the skills to impress…intentionally. But, hey, I was doing it anyway. Guess there are some things that even a being as old as her has never bore witness too, not like I blame her. I mean how old is our very own Earth and how long has society been around, yet we never came into contact with anything outside of our universe? Fuck, not just outside but even the amazing possibilities that could be hidden in our own? There could be aliens out there. Dragons could've existed in the early Middle Ages and magic could be real. But as far as I'm concerned at the moment Pokémon are the closest things to all of that stuff that I'm concerned about.

"Um…Rey?" Mira spoke to me.

"Yeah?" I still managed to concentrate and speak at the same time. Impressive.

"I just thought of something. If…if you can use the knowledge of other universe to increase your own capabilities….then would that work for any Pokémon too?"

I think her voice went up a notch when she asked the question. Though it did make me stop and think about it. "Well….I don't see why it wouldn't work. I mean the stuff I'm doing now is because I'm able to freely use Aura. Something that nearly all Pokémon can't do. But Pokémon with a deep connection to their Aura, like Riolu, Lucario, Meinfoo, Meinshao or even you and some of the other Legendaries can do what I'm doing. Thought that doesn't mean those are the only species to reverse engineer techniques from other worlds. This shit here is just pure Energy Manipulation. Nothing having to do with strength or speed." I took a few more steps. My feet slightly sunk through so I got my concentration back and 'stepped up' placing them back on the surface. "Actually, even some Pokémon moves could be revised to make other moves. It'll just require a lot of training is all. Maybe even Special Abilities can be worked on to do new things! Heheheheh. You got me all jittery over here, Mira. I could be the reason you and any Pokémon I partner up with can become dangerous."

"Ohhh, I think I'm dangerous enough~." She said in a sing-song voice that I didn't like. Before I knew it, I felt little paws push my back with more force than what should've been possible from such tiny arms. My concentration fucked over as I slammed into the water, sending a lot of it into the air. I scrambled to my knees, hacking and coughing out that nasty ass water. Mira was laughing as she was floating upside-down. A pink shield of power covering her form as the water rolled off of it, which she dropped. "I mean how can I not be dangerous~? I'm me!"

…..hell no.

I gave her a blank look. "You're also going down." I said evenly as I sprung up and grabbed her before taking the both of us into the water. Knowing that her species could breath in H2O, I wasn't all that worried as I held onto her and scrambled us around beneath it. I heard her huff as he gripped onto my arm and flew two feet over the water, taking me with her. What REASON does someone this small have to be so damn strong!? Oh yeah, Pikachu's the same. Milotic and all that. And he's not even a Legendary. Never mind. Mira flipped me overhead and threw me back into the water, making another huge splash. If my body wasn't enhanced, I'm very sure that would've probably injured me something fierce. Like how this water is pretty shallow and my back hit more of the sand and stone underneath than the water. But I still sat up like nothing and watched her grinning like crazy. She floated down and crossed her tiny arms.

"Mira: 2, Rey: 1." She said smugly.

I stood up and cracked my neck. I let some of my teal energy flow from my body as were we going to start playing again. And play rough. "Oh, this is so on."

She still held that smirk as her body let loose a bit of pink energy to match my teal. "Let's see if you can keep up, baby bro~."

Later

After playing rough for a few hours (Leaving me exhausted) I told her that I was headed back home. She told me that she was going to go around and see East Cleveland for herself just to get a feel of the area. Maybe play around and prank a couple of people with her invisible-ness and everything. After I got dressed and headed back, I just did nothing but play games, watch YouTube and go on fanfiction until it was night. There would be no school for the next two days because of back to back teacher's workshops. Hey, I wasn't complaining. It was 12:00 AM when I decided to go to sleep. I'd stay up longer but I was tired as hell from all of the training and roughhousing. Never roughhouse with a Mew. I closed my laptop leaving the room dark.

"Well I can say that Mira isn't coming tonight."

Not like we could do anything if she did. My grandparents were in bed and their room was just beside mines. We can't stay up all night talking and as I said, I'm tired. So I'm gonna do what tired people do. Before I got into bed I heard a knock at the window that was just behind the head of my bed. I looked at the window and moved the blinds to the side, seeing you-know-who floating there. She smiled at me while I gave her an incredulous look. She didn't even have the decency to let me open the window as she just freaking flashed from her position into my room in a flash of pink, startling me. The moon coming from the window being the only source of light.

"Jesus, Mira," I whisper, "isn't that kinda rude? I didn't invite you in."

"Well I'd like to think that I have special privileges," she whispered back before settling on my bed, "sorry about not coming earlier. But you live in a very interesting area. I just had to see as much as I could."

I sighed and dropped the blinds, leaving the room dark again. "Interesting seems to be the right word to describe it. I already told you that I honestly hate this place. Not really somewhere you want to stay if you want to feel safe. No one's making any efforts to change it and even if they wanted too, East Cleveland has no kind of money. Doesn't matter to me though."

Even thought it was dark I could vaguely see her tilt her head. "Why not?"

I sat on my bed and pulled back the blanket slightly. "'Cause I originally planned the move away when I had the chance. I honestly don't care much for it. Everything just seems to be falling apart. But now with everything that's going on, what with you, dad and the others, then this whole Shadow Giratina business, I'm more than likely going to start spending most of my time away from here. Kinda looking forward to it."

"What about your human family though? Won't you…miss them?"

I paused for a little. It's not like I wasn't thinking about them. In fact, it was them that made all of this even harder. What do I tell them if I start having to disappear from time to time? To go places that they can't know of for who knows how long or even having to ditch school? Never once have I done something like that, and if I do it too much then my house will get called. I sighed. "I'll think of something. Just not now. Anyway, you tired me the hell out earlier today…so I was to go to sleep, thank you."

I got into my bed, making her float up and pulled the sheets over me. I closed my eyes and sighed at feeling super relaxed. That feeling was soon replaced with nervousness as Mira pulled away my blankets a bit so she could get under them and lay on my bare chest. Oh yeah, did I mention before that I wear only my boxers and socks in my house? I did, right? Then you know why this, plus being in a super comfortable bed is putting naughty thoughts back into my head. AGAIN!

"Mira…what are you doing?" I didn't even whisper, as I stared at the blackness of the ceiling.

"Well if you didn't know, I'm kinda tired too. And I plan to stay with you for a while until I have to go back home. That also means having to stay in your home. Don't worry; I'll be invisible so your family won't see me." She giggled and sighed.

"And sleep in my bed?" I took a short breath as my body started acting in ways that would not be deemed appropriate at the moment! Especially downstairs! Shit, my loins were tingling as my mind raced with things that would be better off if they stayed where they were.

"Is that okay?" She placed her paws, her soft paws on my chest and sat up, straddling it.

Oh my fucking god, she's killing me! WHY straddle my ANYTHING that's a part of my body!? My eyes adjusted to the darkness letting me see her blue eyes which held uncertainty. Man, I hate that cute face she's making that she didn't know she was making! Eh, whatever. I can control myself…right? I just brought my arms around her and brought her back into my bare chest, before rolling to the right. Her head was under my chin with her paws still on my chest. I lightly rubbed her back and brought her in closer feeling pretty comfortable. You know…I always did fantasize about lying with someone else. Wondering what that feeling was like of having them being close to you in the most intimate way that didn't have to be sexual in any form. I have to say, it's…pretty nice.

"Yeah, it's okay. Don't worry about it." I yawned and lightly rubbed the back of her head which she used to nuzzle me.

"Good. Because you and this bed are really comfortable."

"Likewise."

"Goodnight, Rey." She yawned before I felt her settle. She must've been more tired than I thought because she was lightly snoring after just a minute of saying 'good night' to me. While me on the other hand…I couldn't pass out like how I was going to. Not when I was busy fighting my primal urges both as a male as a male Pokémon. And yes, being half-Pokémon made this even worse for me. I bit my lower lip and crossed my legs NOT allowing my 'man pride' to make any form of appearance. How uncomfortable THIS is, to have a growing erection with the one who you consider your sibling is sleeping in the same bed as you? But…we weren't REALLY related though, right? So….maybe if I talk to her about that….you know what, no way in hell. Then I'll legit be labeled as a creep! Especially if it all boils down to me seeming like I only want to sleep with her.

I groaned in sexual frustration as I bit my lip, looking down to her. Before I closed my eyes and tried to force myself asleep, I whispered my last sentence of the night.

"Why the fuck do you have to be my sister!?"