FSE

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Just off the coast of Lilycove, a short boat ride away, lies a small remote island with a very strange ecosystem that supports numerous kinds of fruits, veggies, and especially pokemon, some which aren’t usually local around Lilycove, or the rest of Hoenn for that matter. Near the coast of the island, on the side closest to the city and up on a tall hill, sits a cottage. Within this home lives a lone pokemon. An inteleon with a scarred and blind eye lives alone in his late master’s cozy cottage. His name is Zero. Today is a gloomy day, full of dark clouds, drizzle, and mild winds. He sits alone in the master bedroom writing in his journal, a gift from his master to write down his deepest and most personal thoughts. It was blue in color.

‘Things have been really quiet in this house since my master passed away. And quite lonely,’ he wrote. ‘He neglected to form a team during his journey, said it would feel like too much work raising multiple pokemon at once. I would never question his judgement, but to be honest, it would have been nice having others around who could understand me. I don’t really have any other family. Ever since I was just a sobble, it’s just been me and my master against the world. Maybe it’s time I started going out more, maybe meet some of the wild pokemon out there, perhaps even find a potential mate. My master would want that for me.’ He closed his journal and laid it on the desk, next to a picture of a young man with a sobble on his shoulder, both of them smiling. He sighed as he looked out the window and took in the gloomy scene.

The next day…

Zero awoke and stretched out as he stepped out of bed, and took a look outside. The weather had cleared up. It was sunny, and the trees had droplets of water slowly dripping off of them. He took a look at the wild area beyond the property. He thought to himself that maybe this was as good a time as any to introduce himself to the locals. He freshened up a bit before heading outside.

He noticed a few mons about, mainly some young ones at play with their parents nearby. He saw some other groups that didn’t have any pups. A few dark types with some scars, including an obstagoon. Although the pokemon he saw so far seemed pretty docile, something in the back of his mind was telling him to keep looking, for these probably weren’t the kind of company he was interested in. He looked towards the more forested area that was further into the island. It was too dense to really see anything. “Maybe I should look there,” he said aloud.

He ventured into the forest. It was pretty dense and well shaded. It was quiet. Not a single mon could be heard, which, in all honesty, had him concerned. Maybe some predatory pokemon were about and had all the others spooked. Should he turn back? A little voice was telling him to keep going, and so he did.

As he ventured deeper into the forest, he came across a strange rock formation. A closer look revealed it wasn’t just any old rock, but rather, a den of sorts. It seemed empty at the moment. He was curious as to what sort of pokemon lived here. Judging by the size of the nest inside, he thought it had to be something around his size.

He noticed some purple stains on the wall. He investigated, rubbing some of it on his digit and smelling of it. “Ugh, it smells kind of toxic.” He looked around the nest and noticed some dark gray scales laying about. He heard the bushes rustling nearby. Perhaps whatever lives here was coming back, but unfortunately, there just wasn’t enough time to get out, nor was there any place to hide, so he just prepared himself in case he needed to fight.

He saw a dark figure standing upright enter the cave. It seemed to notice him and got on all fours, then pounced at him, pinning him to the wall, but thankfully, not on the smelly slime. He was finally able to get a good look at it. It was a lizard pokemon like him, only with dark gray scales, and a grayish-purple chest with pink stripes, and its eyes were almond shaped and purple. He knew right away it was a salazzle.

“Well, look what the persian dragged in,” she said as she sniffed along his neck, taking in his scent. “I know you. You’re the one that lives in that house on top of the hill. So you finally decide to explore for a change, and the first thing you do is find yourself trapped in another mon’s den. What a predicament you’ve found yourself in.” She looked him in the eyes, licking her lips. The way she was staring at him wasn’t aggressive, but something else entirely.

“I didn’t mean to intrude, miss. If you let me go, I promise you won’t see or hear from me again.” His face cringed a bit as he tried to look away when she started gently licking his cheek.

“Let you go? Why, you’re the first one to visit me in such a long time. I want to savor every moment of this encounter.” She continued smelling him, moving her head lower towards his chest. “Your scent is rather… intoxicating.” She lowered herself more until her snout was just inches from his crotch, and began rubbing at his lizard slit.

“Wha-what are you doing?! Stop!” She seemed to let up and listen, and looked up at him with a sly smile. “Doesn’t your kind usually have a harem a salandit for this?”

“Salandit? Boring. I prefer males outside my evolutionary line.” She looked down and gave a deep sigh. She seemed like she was sad. “Not that I have many partners anyway, like many would assume of me. A lot of males tend to fear and avoid me. They don’t want to be brainwashed into love slaves. Salazzle have a reputation for using their pheromones to get their way. But me, I prefer a more personal touch.” She traced a single digit from his crotch and along his long, slender body, and all the way up to his chin. He shuddered a bit from her caressing touch.

“So… are you saying you’re all alone, too?” She looked up at him sadly and briefly, then looked down steadily. “Forgive me. I misjudged you.”

“No, I’m the one who should apologize. I shouldn’t have ambushed you like this, someone I’ve only just met. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.” There was a brief moment of silence, until Zero broke it.

“Well… actually,“ the water type began to speak, and blushed as he placed his right hand over his left upper arm and rubbed it in a nervous manner, “I came all the way out here looking for a connection, and it seems like you and I might have more in common than I first thought. I just wasn’t expecting the first connection to have those kind of benefits. We can continue, if you'd like.” The poison-flame type looked up at him and gave a smile. “Just… go easy at first, okay? I've never really done this before.”

“Really? A handsome fella like you?” She chuckled. “Don't you worry about a thing. I'll take good care of you.” She stood up to meet the inteleon’s gaze, though she was just a little more than half his height. She stood on her toes and locked lips with him. Zero was surprised at first as he felt her lizard tongue caressing his own, but quickly began to relax and closed his eyes as he melted into the kiss, placing his hands on her hips. She placed a hand on his chest that slowly made its way down his long, slender body and eventually reached his crotch.

She began rubbing his slit gently, sliding a couple of fingers inside and massaging the inner part. His lizard peen slowly made its way out as he was being stimulated while he bit his lip. The salazzle was admiring his cock once it grew to full length. He covered his face and blushed, feeling a little shy and embarrassed. “Mmm, not bad. Why don't we take this somewhere more comfortable?” The female lizard grabbed his hands and guided him towards the nest.

She twirled the both of them around, and then pushed Zero off his feet and onto his back. She crawled up onto his lower half, looking at him lustfully as she gripped his lizard meat and rubbed up and down and gave a wink. She opened her mouth just enough to allow her long tongue out and wrapped around his shaft, gripping it, and began moving it up and down the inteleon's length with seemingly flawless skill. He started panting and clenched his fists on the ground as he was enjoying the tonguejob.

She gripped the very base of his length with a thumb and finger as she lubed him up, moving her tongue down to just about the base where her fingers were and all the way up to the tip. Zero’s body suddenly sprang up slightly, forcing him to arch his back as he began to leak a little, sprinkling her tongue with pre. She stopped and unwrapped it from his girth. Zero looked down at her, confused.

“W-why did you stop?”

“Don't want you to finish too soon, “she answered. “We haven't even gotten to the best part yet.” The salazzle crawled over him until her hips were aligned with his, and sat up straight as she reached under and grabbed his length, positioning her folds at his tip. She glided down slowly, so as not to give his body too much shock as she was penetrated, taking his lizard shaft inch by inch. They both moaned quietly in sync as she took him to the base.

“Mmm, an excellent fit. Are you ready, handsome?” He nodded and gave a coy smile. She placed a single hand on his belly and began moving herself up and down his girth, her vaginal walls gripping tightly around him and getting his flesh even wetter. She started slow, letting out effeminate moans as continued to ride him.

As if by instinct, Zero reached out and grabbed her hips. She started to move faster, laying her other hand to rest on him, and moving both up to his chest as she leaned in and started slamming down on him, the sound of flesh being slapped filling the room. Her moans grew louder, his panting harder as she gave him the ride of his life. She dug the tips of her fingers into his skin as her lower lips continued to squeeze and massage his shaft. Waves of pleasure filled them both as they grew closer to a desired orgasm.

They breathed in unison, hearts pounding together. Their bodies arched in unison as they reached their peak and gasped loudly. She slammed down hard on him one last time, her walls gripping and milking him for everything he had as he released into her and filled her womb. As they both finished, the salazzle collapsed on top of Zero, and she hugged him and kissed his cheek. He blushed and looked at her. She seemed to be closing her eyes. He wrapped an arm around her and fell asleep along with her.

Hours passed, and they were still asleep in each other's arms. Zero finally woke up and looked outside. The sky was starting to turn orange. He didn't realize he had been out for so long. He shook the lizard girl awake. She looked up at him and gave a warm smile. “Hey, it's getting late. I really should be heading back.

“I understand.” She got off of him and allowed him to stand. “This has really been a wild and crazy day. I hope we can make this a regular thing.” The inteleon chuckled sheepishly. Then a thought crossed his mind.

“This might seem sudden, but there's plenty of room at home for at least one more mon. If you're interested, you could move in with me.” The salazzle was surprised by his offer.

“Are you sure you're okay with keeping me around?”

“Absolutely. I've had a really great time with you, and would love to get to know you more.”

“It seems rather impulsive. But at the same time, exciting.” She snickered gleefully. “I'm in.”

“Great!” The inteleon gave a cheerful smile. As they started walking together, he turned to her and asked, “You know, everything's happening so fast, I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm Zero.”

“A pleasure. Call me Ashlyn. Or just Ash for short.” The pair of lizards, now more acquainted than before, headed off into the outdoors together, and towards Ashlyn’s new home.

The pair of lizards began their trip back to Zero’s home. They engaged in a little small talk and enjoyed the scenery. As they entered the open field, the cottage came into view. “It's a lovely looking home,” said Ashlyn. Then she noticed the large group of pokemon that stood between her and the house. She began to feel a little nervous and was starting to have second thoughts. Zero looked at her and smiled, and gently grabbed her hand.

“It's okay,” the inteleon assured her. She looked at him and smiled back. They began to pass through the crowd. While they were walking, they got some looks, but most of them returned to what they were doing, while some males seemed to be glaring at the salazzle. As they were passing through, a male arcanine approached them and huffed.

“You're the one that lives in that human made structure, right? Watch yourself around this one. Salazzle are nothing but trouble for males,” he scolded. Ashlyn looked down steadily, afraid to look him in the eyes. Zero gripped her hand even tighter and stared back into the large dog’s eyes.

“You're judging based solely on her kind's reputation. If you actually took the time to know her, you'd see she's not anything like most other salazzles.” They stared at each other for a long moment, and the arcanine eventually huffed and walked away.

“Suite yourself.”

“Thank you, Zero,” said Ashlyn as she looked up at the inteleon and smiled. He smiled back, lifting her hand up so he could give it a kiss. They continued on together, and eventually made it to the cottage. As they entered, Ashlyn seemed to be in awe of the interior. A wooden floor at the main entrance, and around the corner, the living room could be seen with a dark blue couch and chair, a glass coffee table, television, and white carpeting. She practically threw herself on the couch and made herself comfortable. “This is nice. How ever did you end up with a place like this?”

“My master left everything to me after he passed away,” he answered.

“Zero,” she began, “how did you and your master meet, if you don't mind me asking?”

The inteleon sighed before answering. “I was just a sobble hatchling then. Before we met, I lived alone with my mother. I was out playing and enjoying being a kid one day when poachers came along and tried to take me. My mother fought them off the best she could, but told me to run. I ended up taking a tumble down a cliff and hit my head pretty hard on some jagged rocks, which left me with a damaged eye and the scar you see here.” He pointed to the scar over his bad eye. “I managed to find my way to a river. There I was, injured and alone, and crying harder than the average sobble.”

“What became of your mother?”

“I don't know, and don't really want to. If the poachers didn't take her, they probably ended up killing her.”

“I see. So what happened next?”

“I had managed to find my way to the nearby river. I was tired, hungry, and lonely. My master was hiking nearby when he heard my cries, and found me. I was scared at first, but when he held me for the first time, I knew I'd be safe. So he took me in, fed me, and nursed me back to health. He decided then to raise me, and we have been inseparable ever since. I'd say that was around twenty-five years ago.”

“So how did you two end up here on the island?”

“We had been traveling for a long time, as most trainers and their pokemon partners do. After a while, my master decided it was time to settle down somewhere. It was his dream to one day own some land and live a more quiet lifestyle, away from other humans, if possible. When he came to Lilycove, he discovered this house on the island for sale that was within his price range. It needed some work done, but we were more than willing to put effort into it. After some negotiating, he purchased the cottage, and after a few months of work, it was finally suitable enough to call home.”

“What ended up happening to your master? How did he pass?”

“He got really sick and bedridden. There are no other people on this island, and we were experiencing a tropical storm at the time, so traveling to the mainland was impossible. I took care of him to the best of my abilities, but alas, it wasn't enough. I don't know what he had, but the sickness took his life after about a week. After that, I buried him out back, took some time to mourn and make my peace. I've been alone here since.”

“I'm so sorry to hear that,” the salazzle said.

“Don't worry about it. Like I said, I've made my peace. And at least I'm not alone now, now that you're here.”

“I feel the same way,” she replied. Zero looked out of a window and saw it was now dark, and the sound of wild kricketots could be heard.

“I think it's time to call it a night, don't you? You can stay with me in my room if you want.”

“Sharing a room and a bed together? That sounds lovely.” She giggled and followed him upstairs. As they entered the bedroom together, the salazzle took a look around. She noticed a nice queen sized bed with blue sheets and light yellow pillows sat at the corner next to a window that overlooked the plains. There was an office desk and chair at the other side, with Zero's journal laying on top of said desk, and a tall mirror standing in the corner opposite of the bed. She took a seat on the bed, noting how soft and comfortable it was, and laid back. “This is nice. Way more comfortable than what I’m used to.”

“I'm glad you find it suitable,” the inteleon answered as he sat next to her, and then leaned back on a pillow, placing his hands comfortably behind his head. Ashlyn snuggled up to him and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and sighing contently. “Good night, Ash,” he said as he closed his eyes as well and went to sleep alongside her.

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As morning began to arrive, and the sunlight creeped in through the window, it hit the salazzle in the face and woke her up. She sat up, gave a yawn, and stretched in a downward dog pose. She looked over towards the inteleon, who was still snoozing, and caught a glimpse of his crotch area. His lizard length was fully erect. She gave a smile and narrowed her eyes, crawling over on her partner’s lap as she gripped his meat gently and began stroking.

At first, Zero gave no reaction. She gripped him a little tighter at the base and opened her mouth and wrapped it around his lizard shaft. Her tongue coiled around it delicately and squeezed gently as she closed her maw around the cock and began to bob her head up and down. Zero’s body began to tense up. He gripped the sheets tightly as he received fellatio in his sleeping state. Ashlyn’s tail waved back and forth gently as she continued to suck him off. Pre began to ejaculate from him.

She removed her lizard hand from the base and then pushed her muzzle all the way down, taking the entire length into her mouth with ease. She let her tongue play with his red meat for a moment before she started moving her head again, moving all the way up until her lips were kissing the top, and then worked her way back down, pressing her snout against his crotch. She continued to blow him in his sleep for a minute or two, until she felt a hand grab her rear and a single digit massaging her folds. She pulled herself off of his length and quickly glanced at the inteleon, who was now looking at her with only his good eye open. He smirked.

“Good morning to you, too. How about I return the favor?” He got a firm grip of her tail and yoinked her, causing her to gasp as her rear was brought over towards his face so that they were now in a sixty-nine position. He gripped her butt firmly and started to lick her womanhood. Her tail shot straight up as she was teased, and she let out a soft moan. She then gave a smile and continued focusing on her work, massaging his meat with her hand.

Zero continued to lick at her lizard cooch, allowing the tip of his tongue to rub around the outer ring before he finally allowed it to push inside of her. She arched her back and gave an ecstatic hiss as she felt his tongue exploring her insides.

“Yesssss…” was all she could manage to get out. She almost collapsed on top of him, but remembered what she was doing in the first place and continued her work on his shaft. She wrapped her tongue around it and took it in her mouth once more, bobbing her head up and down in sync with cunninglus she was receiving. Zero pushed his tongue deeper inside of her, stimulating his partner even more as he lapped at her vaginal walls. She couldn't help but muffle a moan and squirt some juices on his snout.

They continued like that for a minute or so, and Ashlyn was close to her breaking point by this time. She pulled herself off his cock. “I can't take it anymore!” she said as she climbed off of him and got on all fours, putting herself in a downward dog position and lifting her tail up, presenting her delicate female parts to her lover. “Get over here and fuck me, you handsome blue devil.” She couldn't help but blush as she looked him in the eyes. He blushed a little as well and gave a smirk as he approached her, gripping her rear firmly with one hand as he rubbed his length against her needy snatch. Her tail wrapped around his neck.

He grabbed his cock and positioned the tip against her folds. She stuck her tongue out and bit down gently on it as she braced herself. Zero pushed himself into her slowly. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but she somehow felt tighter than she was the first time they laid together. He bit on his lip as he pushed himself as deep as he could. Her lower lips were kissing his crotch.

He started to rock his hips against her, pulling out about halfway before forcing himself all the way down again, causing the salazzle to moan a little louder each time. His pace began to increase steadily. The lizards were huffing in sync with one another. “Oh fuuuuck…,” she said as she was being rutted from behind. Her moaning was growing much louder as he began hitting her in just the right spot. She arched herself backwards as his pace continued to grow faster, creating a little clapping sound as his hips smacked against her backside.

Something suddenly came over him that caused him to give her a hard but playful smack on the rear, making her yelp a little as she was being bred. If there was anyone else in the house, they most definitely would've heard all the love making going on at this moment. He gave her rear another smack, causing another cute yelp from the female lizard, exactly the reaction he wanted. As he continued rutting her, something came over him that caused him to creep his thumb over her other hole, moving it in a circular motion around the ring.

Ashlyn didn't give much of a reaction at first, until he slowed down for a moment and shoved his thumb knuckle deep in her ass. She gasped, but then growled playfully. “You didn't strike me as the kind that was into that,” she said in between her heavy breathing.

“Well, this is really the first time I've been able to explore my interests,” he responded. “Fuck, I'm getting close,” he said. He suddenly pulled out of her, but before she had time to ask why, she was suddenly grabbed and flipped over on her back. She was about to speak, but was shushed when he put his finger over her lips. “I wanna look you in the eyes when I finish.” She smiled and spread her legs out for him, giving the inteleon easy access to her folds.

He lined himself up with her and pushed his length back in and quickly picked up his pace. Ashlyn grabbed and held his hands. They looked into each other's eyes, breathing in sync as they made love. Both were about to reach their limit. The salazzle wrapped her legs around him. “Don't you dare pull out,” she said. He felt a surge through his body and forced himself as deep as he could inside of her. A wave of his white fluid shot out into her, filling his salazzle lover nicely as she let out a much softer moan and leaned back. As he finished, he collapsed on top of her. They looked at each other and gave a smile, and a loving kiss.

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After their morning rut, Ashlyn and Zero did a little cleaning up. They took a nice hot shower together, and did some playful fondling as they helped each other clean up. Afterwards, they went downstairs for breakfast. Zero started cooking some pancakes for them. Ashlyn watched him from the dining table. “I didn't know you could cook,” she said.

“You pick up a thing or two when you live with a human your whole life. I used to cook sometimes for my master. Would you like some berries with yours?”

“Yes, please. I prefer the sweet ones.” He grabbed a pecha and chopped it up. As he prepared her plate, he poured a little syrup and whipped cream, and sprinkled the pecha bits on top. As much as she wanted to chow down, she waited for him to prepare his and sit with her. Once he sat down, they began to enjoy their meal together. “So, Zero,” she said, “how come your master didn't catch any more pokemon? Isn't it custom for humans to raise more than one?”

“Most do, yes. But he was a one pokemon kind of person. He felt any more than that would be too much stress.”

“I see.” The salazzle pondered to herself. Zero took notice.

“What's going on in that pretty head of yours?”

“I was thinking… Perhaps we could form our own team. Fill in the blanks, you know? It would be like a family here.” Zero was caught off guard and had to think about it first.

“Interesting idea. But how would we go about it?”

“Just leave that to me. I already have a few potential partners in mind.” She let out a giggle. “In fact I know the perfect first addition. She lives in the tundra part of the island. She has her own training grounds and spends most of her time practicing her moveset. But she's actually a real sweetheart and wouldn't hurt a caterpie unless she absolutely had to.”

“Why does she train so much?”

“Something happened to her in the past, and she's determined to ensure it never happens again. She might tell you herself once she warms up to you. We can look for her when you're ready.”

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Once they finished breakfast, they decided to head out towards the tundra region. It was mostly quiet, except for the sound of pokemon rustling in the brush. “You know, Ash, when we first met, you made it sound like you didn't have any friends,” said Zero. “I thought other mons ran when they saw you.”

“I said males run and avoid me. Females don't usually have an issue with me, unless they thought I was after their mate. My friend pool is pretty limited, though.” They continued traveling together for a few minutes, then the salazzle pointed forward. “We're almost there. Once we cross the river, we'll be in tundra territory. As they approached the river, Ashlyn pondered how she would get across.

There were some rocks that could be used as platforms, but they looked slippery. Zero got in the water and took her hand, helping her walk across the rocks, taking the time they needed as they made it to the other side of the river. As she stepped on to land once more, Zero couldn't help but give her a kiss on her hand. She turned her head away and blushed, looking at him through the corner of her eye.

They ventured into the tundra together. Zero was relying on Ashlyn for guidance, as this was completely unknown territory to him. It got much colder, and frost could be seen on most of the flora. As they traveled further into the tundra, they began to notice some disturbances in the environment, including scratches on the trees, broken tree limbs on the ground, and ice spikes in random places such as in the trees, on some rocks, and on the ground. “Something's wrong,” said the salazzle. “We need to hurry.”

They began to pick up the pace, and started to hear the sound of fighting nearby. After moving through some brush, they finally caught a glimpse of what was making so much noise. There appeared to be a pack of sneasel, at least five of them, led by a weavile. They were surrounding another mon, one that was white and purple. It was laying on the ground, covered in scratches, bruises, and a bit of frost. It was a mienshao, and she looked defeated.

“That was much easier than I thought,” the weavile stated. “I expected a fighting type to put up a much better fight than you were able to. I think it's time to claim the spoils of war. What do you think, boys?” The others snickered, and one appeared to be rubbing his hands together with a sinister look on his face. The weavile stood behind the beaten mienshao and approached her, looking at her hindquarters, getting a good view of her delicates. “You'll at least be good for one thing,” he said with an evil smile and a lick of his lips. He grabbed her rear as his red shaft began to emerge from his loins. Her eyes began to tear up as she closed them tightly.

“Not again,” she said quietly to herself. Ashlyn, sitting in the brush nearby, had a look of horror on her face.

“We have to help her, Zero,” she said, looking at the inteleon.

“I'm on it.” He crouched down and pointed a finger and a thumb in a sideways ‘L’, like a finger pistol, and aimed at the weavile, narrowing his eyes as he took aim, then suddenly shot a concentrated jet of water traveling at high speed, and struck the ice and dark type on the forehead, right between the eyes, and knocked him back several feet and on his back. The sneasel pack rushed to his side as he stood up and shook his head.

“Who did that?” The pair of lizards stepped out from the brush and revealed themselves, both in a battle stance, with Ashlyn getting down on all fours, the ribbons on her back floating delicately as the two prepared themselves for battle.

“Get you grubby paws off my friend,” she shouted and hissed. The weavile glanced back and forth between the lizards, then stood up, brushing himself off.

“Things just got a little more exciting for us, boys. I hope the two of you prove to be a bigger challenge than the mienshao, or else you'll both share the same fate.” He waved an arm forward, pointing his claws at the duo as he shouted a command, “Attack!” The sneasel quintet charged at them. Zero pointed a finger with both hands and shot two jets of aqua at two of the sneasel. One was hit on the forehead and fell straight down, the other was hit in the chest and knocked on his back.

Ashlyn's jaws began to leak purplish goo, and she spat a ball of sludge at one of the incoming enemies, knocking it down and coating it in toxic muck. The other got within melee range and began swiping at her, but missed. The palm of her hand began to light up, and she retaliated with a fiery smack to the face, resulting in a small combustion that sent her attacker falling off to the side. The last sneasel began to cower. Ashlyn's lips began to light up, embers escaping from the corners of her mouth as she expelled a stream of flames towards the lone ice and dark pokemon. It ducked forward under the fire. After the flames faded, it stood straight up, relieved only for a moment when it realized its backside was feeling hot. When the sneasel looked back, it noticed its tail quills were on fire, and began frantically running and yelling. It dove into a small pile of snow to finally extinguish the flames, and gave a huge sigh of relief.

Zero and Ash looked towards the leader, who was looking around at his fallen pack. “Useless! All of you!” he yelled. “I'll take care of these two myself.” He began to rush them, traveling at a much higher speed than his companions. He took a few swipes at Zero, managing to land a few hits and even knocking him down. The weavile stood on top of him and began relentlessly smacking him in the face with his claws.

Ashlyn tackled him off and glared at the sharp claw pokemon, and gave him a couple of hard, fiery slaps in the face. It made him angry, and he retaliated with a few swipes at her, scratching her up pretty badly as a little blood leaked from her face. He was suddenly hit with a blast of water to the chest, knocking him down again. Zero approached him, looking down at him with an annoyed and angry expression. He suddenly wrapped his long tail around the weavile’s neck, gripping tightly as he struggled to breath. He was flung a good distance into a tree, breaking the bark as he collapsed to the ground.

As he tried to shake the stars out of his head, he caught a glimpse of the salazzle as her jaws began to leak embers once again. “Oh, no,” was all he was able to get out when she unleashed a flamethrower at him, engulfing his entire body, and the bottom of the tree, in flames. As the fire faded, he coughed as his charred body collapsed. He passed out at the base of the tree, which was now basically charcoal. As the battle ended, Zero and Ash approached the fallen mienshao. The salazzle rolled her on her back as she looked the fighting type over.

“Nina! Are you okay? Say something!” She just groaned weakly, unable to get any words out. Zero kneeled down next to them and held the mienshao’s paw.

“I take it she's the one we came to see?” Ashlyn nodded. He inspected her further. “She'll be okay, but we should probably get her out of here. It's not safe for her to stay.”

“Agreed.” The lizards lifted the martial arts pokemon up and placed her on Zero’s back, so that her arms were wrapped around his neck. With Ashlyn’s support, they began carrying her back home. They left the tundra part of the island and returned to greener pastures. When they got to the river, Zero stepped into the water, holding onto the mienshao with one hand, and helping the salazzle cross with the other. Once they were at the other side, the rest of the trip was simple.

They didn't say very much to each other, as they were only focused on getting their new companion home. They made it to the house, and carried Nina into the main bedroom, and laid her down gently on the bed. She was out cold. Ashlyn sat next to her, holding her paw.

“I think there's still some potions lying around here somewhere. We can use those to treat her wounds.” Ashlyn stood by her side as the inteleon looked around for some medicine, eventually finding some in his late trainer’s old bag. He sprayed some of the medicine on Nina’s wounds. She tensed up, as the remedy stung a bit. But then, she seemed to relax, and her breathing was steady and normal. “She'll be fine. All she needs now is rest.” The inteleon began heading out the door. “I'll fix us some lunch. I'll call you when it's ready.”

“If you don't mind, I'd like to stay with her. I want my face to be the first she sees when she wakes up.”

“Good idea. Would you like me to bring you a plate?” She nodded. They smiled at each other slightly, and then Zero left, and Ash returned her attention to her friend.