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"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Shit, shit, oh effing shit."

A young man paced franticly in the waiting room of the I.C.U. of the PokèCenter. He just brought in a severely wounded wild Pokèmon; he could not forgive himself for even thinking about letting the poor shiny Leafeon to die along side Route Six-Ten. It may have been a non-Trainer Route, but he still could not leave it there. What the young man was worried most about was the fact that the creature spoke to him.

With a shudder, he pushed aside the fragile voice in his mind and focused on the now. A Chansey waddled through the door and towards him; she carried a clipboard and shoved it towards him as she approached. He read the paper and nodded, he followed the Chansey through the pass-code locked door to the room where the Leafeon was being kept inside the Intensive Care incubator specialized to Grass type Pokèmon.

Nurse Joy hovered over a touch screen monitor that displayed the vitals for the patient. She did not falter from her task as the man came up and knelt down beside the incubator to stare into the nonresponsive face of the Pokèmon. A twitch of the muzzle made the man draw a sharp breath and looked up at the nurse. She shook her head as she leaned over to the drip rack to check the I.V. bag.

"He's going to be out for a couple of hours. We have a local Trainer Mart just down the road, I recommend getting a belt and a ball. You don't need a license for just one, but if you plan on getting more, I can issue one for you."

"Thank you, but I will wait for him to wake up before I choose what to do. For now, is there a room available?"

"Indeed there is, just beware that you neighbor is the recent victor of the Gym and she is having... issues so it may be a little loud at times."

"That Lucario gal? I think that I can tolerate anything to support her cause."

"Agreed."

"So, will you tell me when he wakes?"

"Yes, we will. Honey-May, will you sing him in, please." Joy ordered nicely.

The Chansey nodded and then grabbed the man's hand and very nearly dragged him out and to the front desk and had him sign the roster then gave him the key. He then proceeded up to the second level, opened his door, and then sat down in a slightly worn chair near the small window. The view overlooked the town. The morning traffic was nearly all foot traffic, which meant that either people were holding a festival or there was a Farmer's Market nearby. Or they were still buzzing about because of the Lucario gal.

Speaking of the gal, the man heard a grunting moan through the wall. He sighed knowing that type of grunt anywhere from his own personal experience, sex was in progress just on the other side. He grinned then looked for the remote of the tiny TV set to politely drown out the sounds. It worked until the bed started to thump against the wall.

He sighed and stood, he stopped there not knowing how to ask a Lucario in heat to cool it, per say. He paced slowly, until the thumping slowed then stopped. He sighed hoping that whatever the female chose to be her mate was a canine type and had tied to her.

"Lucari, lu ari o." The man heard the native speech of a male Lucario.

He went to the bed and laid upon it hoping that he would fall asleep before they had the chance to go again.

"Oh, Adrian, I do love you so. By Arceus, you seem to get bigger each time!" The voice held the slight electronic tone to it from a translator.

"Do they have to shout?" The man asked aloud then rolled over.

The pair remained quiet enough for him to get to sleep. When he was to wake, he would get the shock of his life...

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"Yes, yes! Pull it out!" Lisa growled as her did as she asked after ten minutes passed from their fifth time that afternoon.

"I think I'm all used up for a while, love." Adrian panted; he looked at the end table to the belt that held the rest of the team plus one ball loose next to it. "Are you feeling satisfied yet?"

"Only just. I can at least think now. Mmm, look at that berry." Lisa chuckled then rubbed the sensitive flesh of Adrian's knotted shaft.

Adrian drew in a sharp breath as the fine hair of her fur-coated paw brushed him, it was nearly painful. "Please, don't. Too sensitive."

"Fine, I guess I have worn you down enough. But I expect you to be back up to par by evening."

"Thank you. I am going to go find a way to get this thing to shrink back down. You may want to think about cleaning up yourself. You are a wreck and hard telling what that broach has recorded."

"Crap. Think that SilphCo will publicize that?"

"Not really, there's enough of Lucario porn on the network as is. Adding the audio will only entice more humans to force our kind to mate more. Or worse." Adrian carefully made his way to the tiny bathroom and turned on the shower then allowed the cool water reenergize him, along with calming a certain flagpole that thumped against him with each beat of his heart.

Soon the swell retracted back into the sheathe and relaxed. Adrian sighed happily as rubbed his tender hips and thighs. Who said mating was not a workout? He chuckled as he glanced into the open room at the bed; Lisa had laid back and was now snoring lightly. He dried off then quietly padded over to the door; he almost forgot to grab the room key. He left as quickly and quietly as he could hoping to let her sleep and allow him some resting time. He bumped into the lead Chansey as she waddled passed him to their neighbor's door. She knocked on the door and waited, Adrian was curious. Though he knew better than to get involved, he asked if she wanted a translator. She hesitated then accepted his offer.

Hello.

Adrian projected the translated voice into the man's mind, which made him start a little until he realized the Lucario was helping. Your Pokèmon is awake and waiting for you down in Recovery. I am sure if you ask your neighbor, he could act as translator for you.

Adrian shot a glare at the Chansey, though she did not see it. But it was not as if he had anything else to do for the moment.

"Thank you, but... between us, I think he can speak human. If I was mistaken, I'll look you up."

Adrian cocked a brow. Mind if I try something with you?

"Uh... sure?"

"Can you understand me?" Adrian spoke in his native Pokèmon tongue.

"... Yes."

"You have Pokèmon blood bred in you. Have you ever been around a Psychic?"

"No, that Leafeon was my first contact since childhood."

"Does the word Victar mean anything to you?"

"Just the name of one of my several times great-grandfather."

Adrian growled as he rubbed his jaw. "I am going to ask you to talk to my Trainer's father. I'll phone him at the Vid station. And if what I am thinking is correct, your life is about to change forever.

Now it was the young man's turn to hold himself confused, as if he needed more to worry about. The man followed Adrian as he started walking. They went down to the public Vidphone units and went to a vacant one. Adrian typed in the number for Jason's computer unit.

"Hello?" Morning Glory answered the phone.

"Hello, Morning Glory. Is Jason or Sam available? It's a little urgent." Adrian stared at the blank screen until it flickered on as the Chansey turned on the camera.

"No, not really, they went out to train with some newcomers, Adrian. Oh, how's the tail?"

"It's fine, thanks. What about Ms. Snowtail?

"She's actually in my office, one moment."

"Is that another Trainer?" The man asked as the Chansey left the screen.

"No, she's... different. Just try to help me keep the screen covered and don't do anything to cause a scene. The family has not left their home for a long time so they do not know the outside world much. So etiquette is important."

The man was about to retort as the Suicune PokèMorph entered the screen with a full body view. His jaw dropped as he looked her over.

She is far older than both of us. Be careful.

Adrian warned with telepathy.

"Adrian! Good to see you well. I see you made a friend; I hope Lisa is doing fine?"

"She is, Ma'am, but this is a business call. I think we have a Victar descendent here."

"Wait, Victar is not a name of a man?"

Adrian shook his head. "Ma'am, if you can convince Jason and Sam to join us here in Green River, and maybe see if you cannot join us and sightsee a little."

"Like he could stop me from enjoying my retirement." Marsha Snowtail gave the camera a wolfish grin. "You know, it does not surprise me that some of our blood managed to stay alive in the outside world. Maybe what Jason told my son is true, he will still be king over a kingdom so to speak. I will at least convince May or the Blacksmith to find you and get me to you if they cannot get free." She looked off screen for a brief moment then nodded. "Zapperiah will find a way to convince the prince. I shall be off then, I am sure you will know if we arrive soon enough."

With that, the screen went blank leaving the two males in silence.

"Come on, I think it would be best if I explain a few things over a meal."

Did that they did, and during that meal, came two cloaked figures along with a Suicune Trainer whom had a large smile. The three bipeds sat at the table while the fourth member sat next to the man he did not know, which made his day. Jason greeted and introduced himself and his companions. Then he turned to Adrian.

"You took that Sand Tomb like a man; you have grown up quite well."

"Thanks. Now, William here met his first Pokèmon on the road, speaking of which, he needs to go see the little guy. Then he can speak to the Royal Family, yes?"

"Actually, if it is alright with William, I would like to join him." Sam said quietly as not to be overheard by the rest of the mess hall.

"Sure... um, can you explain to me how I can understand, uh, ferals?"

Sam winced instantly hating that his mother insisted on talking about the history of their blood though not of the city. "The first humans were nothing more than highly evolved Pokèmon until the second race came there really was no need for much more than simple body language, though the speech is in the blood itself."

"Ah..."

"Come on, before the little one feels abandoned."

"Oh, right... of course."

Sam and William left the group and wound their way to the recuperating chamber where the Leafeon laid resting and staring out the window. His ears swiveled towards the door as his guests entered and he sighed, he did not realize that his rescuer had come to see him yet. Only when he turned to look upon the duo did his tail even begin to thump against the fabric he lazed on. Sam recognized the faint scent of his home upon the little one.

Sam did not even wait for pleasantries to pass, "Where are you from, pup?"

"A meadow-"

"The truth; if a vow must be broken it shall not be noticed."

The Leafeon started and looked away. "You already know if you know of the vow."

"The King is dead."

This drew a shocked look to the Suicune.

"The Princess rules the home. The Prince rules the Out Bloods."

"How do I know you tell truth?"

"I am the Prince, the former Queen sits with the Guardian of Life. This human is of Victar Blood, protect him."

"Don't I get a say in this?" William forced his way into Sam's view.

"You are my responsibility. By the Will of Arceus, you two are partners until further notice. Get used to it; until others come together, you two are stuck with each other. Trainer or not, a Trainer you must act; either way, he must protect you. When he is ready, join us with him. He will need to speak with the former Queen." Sam did not wait for a response, he just turned and left.

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Using the recently beheaded Alakazam's head to masturbate with, the ominous black figure grunted in pleasure and did not notice one of his minions entering his chamber.

"Massster... My apologiesss, I did not mean to intrude." A Seviper turned upon its on coils to leave, but the Darkness stopped it from leaving.

Come here!

The snake did as it was bade to do.

Open.

The snake opened it's mouth wishing it had sent the Ekans instead. It watched as the Master's shaft came out of the head at the point of where the throat was once attached and then flinched as he was sprayed by the ancient seed of the Master.

Speak.

So the Seviper did without swallowing the sticky seed on its tongue. "The ssslave hass been sssseen with the Guardian. How musssst we proceed?"

Follow and observe. Send one that has not been fully Blessed.

"Yess, Massster. I ssshall ssssend word to the agentsss."

Send in the large bodied harem.

"As you command, O' Great Dark One."

Moments after the snake left, three Machamps dragged in three Nidoqueens and a thinning Snorlax. The Dark One cackled as the slaves were forced towards their master.

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"Adrian?" Lisa moaned as she stretched from her deadpan sleep. "Adrian, are you here?"

She used her Aura Sight then sighed once she saw the 'ghost' of his Aura at the door. She rose from the bed feeling quite satisfied and rather normal. She went into the bathroom and cleaned up; she came to find that her heat had been sated. She wondered if this meant that she was pregnant again, and if so, who she would send back to Jason.

She dried her fur then dressed before leaving the room. Her stomach demanded sustenance, and it did over power every other thought once it called to her. As she made her way to the Trainer Lobby then to the Mess Hall, she ran into Zapperiah fully clad in his armor and being surrounded by several youngsters. She chuckled and approached.

"Well, well. Look what the Meowth dragged in." Lisa tapped on the steel once she wedged herself to the two foot taller PokèMorph.

"Lady Lisa, it is good to see you. The Mistress and Sir Jason rests in the other room."

"You are a totally different 'mon inside that metal case, you know that, right?"

"So I have been told three times today. Come, they await your presence."

As he turned to brush away the children, Lisa grabbed hold onto his arm and forced him to properly escort her. Heads turned and bodies moved aside as the armor clad Raichu moved down the hall, only a few attempted to gain his acknowledgement. Only the female's gained that privilege from him, which were a Pikachu and her Trainer. They came into the cafeteria and walked up behind Jason. Zaps took Lisa's paw and sat her down in the empty chair next to him. Zaps then took position behind Marsha and came to attention. Jason gave him a curt nod then looked at his daughter.

"Lisa, congrats on your victories."

"Victories? I only remember winning one Gym Battle."

"You defeated your cycle."

"Are you sure about that? I wouldn't think that I can outdo nature's whim."

"Anything is possible. Besides, Adrian even thinks you have burned yourself out. If I am to be honest... I would like to believe you are pregnant again."

"Jeez... do you really have to say things like that out loud?"

"I do. I am proud of you. Now to change topics, how is your newest member?"

"So I was right to believe her? She's doing well enough. Been training, did you know that according to the PokèDex she is nearly capped out?"

"I expected as much, but no. Any problems with the others?"

"No."

"Good. Before you leave the town, go to the Mart and have them check the battery of the broach. And see if they don't have a company package for you. There should be a field charger coming to you. Now, if you see anything strange out there, do not be afraid to call for help. We are gaining strength in the Psychic department and should be able to get anywhere. Now, go see Joy. I prefer to know if our little Mona is going to be a big sister and accommodations need to be made at home."

"But- "

Jason silenced her and shooed her off. She did as she was told, grumbling the whole way while just missing Adrian returning with a bowl of berries and a platter of scrambled eggs for those that asked for it. He sat the items down then chased after his Trainer/mate hoping to snag a tail rub before they were surrounded again. He succeeded in that along with a secreted cheek lick, which got her to return the gesture with a full kiss. They broke the embrace as an elderly man cleared his throat. Lisa blushed to the point it showed through her fur and begged for the elder's pardon as they parted and allowed the man to move on through the hall.

They held paws after that and quickly got to the front desk to where Lisa asked for a full checkup for herself and the ones that did not battle. All came back well with nothing special to report. Lisa grinned wolfishly as she handed over her Trainer's card to get the payment annulment and then thanked the nurse.

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William and his newfound Leafeon companion walked into the Mess hall, or rather, William walked and the Leafeon rode in his arms. The caring Chansey allowed minimal movement and so forced William to carry the male. William sat down and allowed the Leafeon to sit in his lap.

"My Queen." Leafeon dipped his head at the shrouded female.

"Charles, is that you?" Marsha looked up making the shroud fall back revealing her muzzle.

"Yes, My Lady."

"It is good to see you alive, still trying use the powers of others?"

"That is how I ended up in this mess. I nearly killed myself."

William muttered under his breath.

"What am I, you say?" Marsha chuckled as she readjusted her shroud. "I am Lady Marsha Snowtail former Suicune Queen of the Victars. By blood, you are my subject even though I am widowed and passed my position to my daughter. So, please, bite your tongue if you cannot ask questions in a proper tone."

"Uh... yes, Ma'am." Even through the shadow of the shroud, William saw the gleaming smile she gave him which made him even more cautious of her.

"Bet- " She turned as she stopped mid sentence and looked around. "Zapperiah, do you hear that?"

"I do, my Queen."

"Prepare yourself." She said as she rose.

"What is it?" Jason asked quietly.

"A machine that does not belong near here." Zaps answered a swift moment before the power went out.

Many people and Pokèmon alike howled in shocked but one in particular made the group cringe. A Suicune's roar sounded over all of the commotion and then a wall collapsed inward with the Suicune on top of the rubble. Fortunately, there had not been anyone near the wall of which he flew through. Jason drew his blade and rushed to his aid. The young man stood over the unconscious male and looked through the hole of which was created. A machine, built like a man, stood motionless with a crossbow-like contraption on its arm pointed at Jason. Jason just stared watching for signs of movement, only a disembodied voice came.

HAND OVER THE QUEEN

"Over my dead body." Jason growled and gripped the hilt harder and spread his legs a little to allow him to dodge whatever attack may come.