AN: My fellow perverted readers, what can I say? I'm a different kind of author with different talents, so this story is mostly plot orientated to fit the epic needs. The first sex scene won't appear until Chapter 16, which is just a teaser because I'm jacked up like that, sorries to all, and the ultimate sex scene won't appear until around Chapter 22 which I pervertedly designed to pay all that are waiting. That's a lot of reading just to fap, right? So basically if you've come here, mainly look forward to a plot filled story for now and the next 200,000 words. If you want to fap, go read something else because there are many authors here who focus more on sex than I do. Come back after your third or tenth release. Anyways, welcome to the modern epic:

Chapter 1: Stories of Hardship

What is the true meaning and logic of justice? Was it created by sentient beings or is it part of the natural spectrum of life? Such a controversial question this can be. On a sense, justice is giving someone that has resisted moral ethics what they deserve. Centuries ago, people saw justice as ending ones life by the worst, unimaginable ways. Not bowing your head in front of your queen in an honorable way would demand justice which was your head. Did someone deserve being decapitated for not bowing? Is that immoral? Even now, the most infamous sentencing by a few regions is getting stoned to death for being caught doing the harmless act of pokémon to human intercourse; denoted as pokephilia as a political strategy to give the negative connotation similar to pedophilia. Did these "offenders" deserve to get a bunch of rocks hurled at their heads? They never hurt anyone, unless if it was alleged rape by a schizophrenic. Now, is full life imprisonment acceptable punishment for a murderer? Or, is that even enough punishment? I've thought deeply about these questions many times that I almost lost all sense of right and wrong. Fairness is another sense, so I believe for retributive justice that it is only fair that the murderers get murdered. It is natural for the human mind to demand for that offender to be punished severely. Initially, many everyday victims of crime wish they did the punishment to an offender with their own hands, but morality prevents such atrocities. Whole wars sprout from the demand of justice. When someone wants justice, violence is already foreseen. Sometimes someone must die in order for that justice to be served to prevent further crime. Killing one evil ensures a safe future for countless innocent beings. Some still believe the offender should pay severely with their lives, it's only fair, but most victims are not powerful enough to make that call, and if the case was pure, brutal murder then the death penalty was ensured. But, I want justice to be served to the people that have wronged my life, and I want all of them to be punished severely. And I want to do it with my own hands; I think I deserve to give the murderers what they deserve.

From what I remembered, I almost died, but I was saved by four friendly pokémon, and I should add that they were all incredibly rare making me really appreciate the turn of events. Two already knew the basic story of how I ended up left for dead, so for saving our lives Celsius and I got them in tuned, but after explaining the events that led to our tragic moment, another radical turn of events soon changed our lives forever and it affected all six of us and eventually countless others. Overtime, I had developed powers and I was taught how to use them properly. These powers that I soon discovered were actually in me since the day I was born, remarkably giving me the greatest advantage among human beings. Before I met those pokémon I actually used it... twice. First time, if that recent horrific vision was correct, I used it to kill a murderer, and the second time; I actually didn't even know I was even using it. I'll give you a hint on how I used it the second time. The hint is that I'm still alive right now. Can a seven year old boy really cope with blood curdling injuries and starvation for nearly two weeks? No, but I was never a normal child to begin with. The power keeps me alive as an autonomic reaction. Here's an example, I killed a person for the first time when I was just seven and I got a bullet in me when I was only eight; absurd right! Can a ten year old look like a teenager? Can a younger kid talk and act like an adult? Hell no; I'm not a normal child! These powers kept me alive enabling me to survive events that not even an adult can handle well. And how do I manage to stay alive for the next several years of absolute hardship. It's simple: it's Life Energy, and I will use it to bring justice to the ones who murdered my family as the ultimate Power of the Wave...

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Black flashbacks rooted in my thoughts, ricocheting around my head. For the past few days I had tried so hard to forget about my lost. From the times my life was building to the time it crumbled... Gardevoir and Lucario and even Riolu and Ralts were waiting with anticipation for me to begin. I finally put my head up clearing my throat.

"So you both already know what happened..." I had started, with a pause towards the mature pokémon, "I was critically injured because my whole family was... killed, massacred. And I absolutely mean my entire family. I really think... I'm the only one left," I explained in a shaky tone. My statement got shocked expressions from Riolu and Ralts evident by the big eyes visible though Ralts' light green fur draping down her face. I asked barely perceptibly, "How long have I been here in this village?"

"F-four days," stuttered Riolu in a high pitched reply.

I was guessing that Riolu started talking to me because I just mentioned my family getting killed. I guess she's feeling some sympathy towards me. "So my whole family was slaughtered over a week ago. Every last one of my family members... gone. Parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, and other family relatives from different cities and regions are all dead as we were all in one spot. I am the last of the Excal bloodline, which is my family name. I'm still amazed that Celsius and I made it out alive, and I don't even know how." I stated what happened to all of my blood relatives as calm as I could without breaking down into tears since I was pretty close to doing so. Everyone was dead silent. I could look at all of their expressions and see a blend of sadness, amazement, anxiousness, worry, and biggest of all interest. Like a horror film. "The people that had killed all of my loved ones were men dressed in black suits and all of them wore a purple tie or had a piece of purple somewhere on them. I recognized that color and their dress style. My father would always tell stories about his job and these men are in most of his stories. They are part of a notorious organization called the Mafia, and the reason I know that is because my dad was part of a team that stops major criminal organizations like the Mafia or Yakuza," I resumed, "The Mafia is a huge major criminal organization that deals with lots of bad stuff. They mainly dress in suits which long ago gave them the nickname "gangster". My dad worked every day to stop them."

"What did your father do?" Lucario questioned.

"He was a sergeant of a squad for a large combat unit called S.W.A.T", I declared, "They deal with mainly human based threats. There is also another organization that deals with human and pokémon based threats according to my dad. I even remember him wanting to join, but he never became... good enough, I guess, even though he lead a whole squad. I don't know what they're called since they are very secretive and carry the most elite soldiers in their roster, but those were the ones that help the pokémon so I admire them hoping they really exist. That organization deals with other criminal organizations like "Team Rocket" which is worse than the Mafia because they do deadly experiments on pokémon which is also why he wanted to join badly so he can 'lead a cause'."

"Is SWAT the men and women that wear large armor and carry those long metal rods that make that loud noise?" Gardevoir hypothesized. It sounded like she somewhat knew what SWAT does.

"Yes, they help get rid of very dangerous criminals," I answered with the same low tone.

"Your father must have been very successful for helping innocent lives."

"Yes... he was very wealthy but not just because of SWAT. SWAT and bad people carried these 'long metal rods' that made very loud noises which launches an object that can kill if you're hit by it. That is called a gun which shoots out a bullet and humans use it to either defend or kill. My dad actually trusted me enough to practice using guns a few times with him since I thought they were interesting, and not because of how deadly they are but because of how they worked which is rare for my age. Don't worry I'm not like those psychos that kill people."

Everyone's eyes grew wide except for Lucario's oddly. Riolu and Ralts gave an almost angry glare. I guess they know that a gun killed their loved ones, but I suspected it. Riolu and Ralts must be angry and scared of me since I know how to use fire arms, but I never killed anyone with them.

"But what really made my dad so wealthy was that he was the owner of a very popular combat weapons company. It was called 'E Caliber Industries' or E Cal. for short, which makes weapons for the military and civilians. My mom helped by presenting new designs in meetings. It's pretty funny since they designed objects that can end lives but save some at the same time. But they weren't bad people." Everyone was still fixed in to my story. Celsius already knew what I was about to say. After all she was there. "Sorry, I didn't mean to go off track. Anyway, since he is the owner, he threw a giant party to celebrate the anniversary of when he opened the company. The party was at our estate in Rustborow, and he invited every single member of the family to attend the party and of course CEO's and presidents of other friendly companies, and unfortunately they all came. The Estate I lived in was large and luxurious enough to throw a large party from the inside and out. It was far from the city on a hill side in the forests bordering the northwest side of Rustborow. The back yard was extremely huge that included the whole forest around us which was where those men came in from. Somehow the Mafia knew that my dad was throwing a family party, so they attacked around evening... I still don't know why they attacked us. I was inside my room when I started hearing screaming and loud bangs that scared me. I was starting to panic since I was scared out of my life from the deafening noises. I got the courage to carefully look out of the window to find men coming out of the surrounding forest with guns where my family members ran away from them. I was scared, no doubt about it, but all I could really think of was where my parents were because I didn't know what to do. I went to go and find my dad. The hall ways didn't help my search at all because the big estate was like a maze, and I was constantly scared that the men would come in."

Every one in the dining room was open ears to my story. Expressions were full of fear and sadness. It was like telling ghost stories at a camping trip. I finally got to the scary part. The pokémon were so anxiously waiting to hear what happened next.

"My dad was no where to be found. I then decided to look for Lithium, which was my growlithe, and Celsius. I found Celsius hiding in the kitchen pantry. She was shaking violently from all the commotion. I picked her up and carried her with me to find Lithium. While searching for Lithium, I remember Celsius passing out in my arms from the screaming and thunderous noise of gunshots which got me scared too."

Everyone wore shocked expressions except Lucario for some reason. He even had his eyes pressed and sharpened as I told the story which got me uncomfortable. "Hmm...very astounding. You don't have to continue if you don't-"

"No, no. I...I think I should just get this off my chest," I quickly reassured Lucario. "I finally found my dad. He was carrying a gun and preparing himself to fight the bad men. I was afraid of him going out there to fight off a whole army but he was the most capable. I started asking him where Lithium was, but he just told me that he'll find him and bring him to me, and then he told me to escape through the underground wind tunnel which is just a giant tunnel under our estate used for his company. Since it was underground he told me to escape from the emergency hatch which would put me deep in the forest. I wouldn't leave without Lithium...I really didn't want to leave without anyone, but with the most serious sounding voice I have ever heard from him... he told me to leave and that he would promise that he would bring Lithium back alive. Before I left he gave me some body armor for me to wear to help me escape." I started remembering my dad's face when he ordered me to escape. It was very intimidating from his dark brown eyes to his frowning. I never saw him like that before. He cared for my safety and not his which is what any good father should do, so he knew he was going to die to protect me. "I have no idea why they killed everyone!" I suddenly erupted in explosive anger pounding the table which startled everyone, especially Riolu and Ralts. "I'm guessing the Mafia killed my family because of all the things my dad did to stop them before. Well they deserved it for killing people, but they didn't have to kill everyone that had to do with my dad! As a matter of fact they shouldn't have killed him in the first place! Why!" Seeing everyone around the table startled by my actions including my own pokémon I just sat down exhaling forcefully before getting back to the story. "Well my dad never came back alive! No one was alive!" I spoke those words in such a low tone as felt some tears escape me. "I swear... the bad guys are going to pay for this. I wish they were all dead! All of them!" I shouted all of my anger out further freezing about everyone in the room except Lucario.

"Your aura is getting massive with energy of hatred," Lucario began calmly, "You're truly too young for that kind of thought Rayn..."

I looked at from across the wooden table. I took deep breaths to calm my nerves down. Every one around me looked intimidated by my yelling. I probably scared Riolu and Ralts very harshly. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to yell like that. I'm just a little... mad right now. I never felt anything like this before." I leaned forward with my face concealed by my palms as I sat there for a bit recovering from my outburst. "That armor...the one I escaped in is actually very special and is like no other armor ever created," I voiced softly. I needed to tell them about the armor my dad gave me before I continue on with my story. I think talking about my dad's very first invention should take my mind off the Mafia. "When you found us, Lucario, did you notice that I was wearing a black Jacket underneath all of my clothes?"

"Yes, your whole body including your limbs was covered by the fabric. Do you want me to get it?" he responded.

"Please, I need it to continue on with my story."

Lucario went outside of the home to get what I requested for. I think he went through the back of the dining room to the back yard probably.

"Is this it? It was hanging to dry." Lucario walked in with the black item I requested for. Gardevoir must've washed it since it was dirty the last time I wore it.

Lucario handed me the jacket which was unharmed as I easily held up the light pieces. Only a few bullet holes pierced through the black cloth but not the armored material itself which was all that mattered. "This is actually not a jacket. It's the armor my dad gave to me before I entered the tunnel. This was the first thing my dad designed which caused a chain of events that made him successful. Because of this he opened E Cal. Industries. The armor is only an inch or two thick but it's somehow amazingly twenty times more powerful than the armor that was used before which was Kevlar. He said it can stop many sizes of bullets multiple times without any penetration and there's not much pain when getting hit by one. It's made of a newly discovered substance that's durably solid until bullets fractures the armor. It's like some kind of thick, gel liquid that's solid until broken down by bullets, but the coolest thing about it is that it regenerates back into a clear, light weight layer of armor that molds around the fabric to protect the soldier again. I don't know what the liquid is called, but it is so light and amazingly powerful at the same time. Since it's so thin, I wore it under my clothes and it looks unnoticeable. My dad designed this armor about four years ago. He and his squad was the first to test it in action. It worked great but I think the ones his company made were sold only to special operation soldiers. Apparently this armor does last forever. The jacket was shot about 5 times but it still looks good as new. There are also armored sleeves that have the same substance that hook to the armor to protect my arms and legs."

"Very impressive, I thought it was regular clothes since they were so light," Lucario chuckled.

"Yes, my dad designed something that saves lives instead of destroy them," I smiled.

"Your father must have been very intelligent to design such great protection," Gardevoir added. 

"Yeah, he was very smart. His inventions were so cool that I wanted to do what he did when I grow up but me being homeless...Anyways," I continued forcing away those bad thoughts so I could stay calm, "When I got out of the wind tunnel I was far away from the estate. It took me five minutes to find the emergency hatch since the wind tunnel is well... a very big long tunnel. When I got out, the whole estate was on fire which meant it only took five minutes for the bad guys to set it on fire. I never looked back again. I just tried to run far away hoping my dad would keep his promise. I was running as far as I can with Celsius still out in my arms, but then a man that was wearing a black suit saw me. He started shooting at me but the armor was powerful enough to protect me, but the impact still hurt enough to knock me on the ground. I didn't know where Celsius went after seeing I dropped her, and I couldn't move because I remember how badly it hurt when the bullets hit the armor..." As soon as I recalled that memory the same soreness didn't hesitate to reveal itself as I gripped my chest. I looked down simply staring at the pain feeling bandages wrapped around that same area.

I looked back up then lit up in surprise to see by my side the little Ralts' hand on my shoulder where I noted in her half visible eyes along with the rest of her facial structure signs of sincerity, sympathy, and maybe even empathy. I wasn't sure if her psychic powers were strong even without a horn, but I still soothingly felt the pain around me retreat away back into memories; whether it was because of her physical touch or just the fact that she finally opened up some. It felt really amazing to become relaxed the presence. After my pain went away I continue on with my story. 

"Th-thank you Ralts... I found Celsius as I stayed down. She was getting up far away from where I saw. The man that shot at us...I saw him pass me since he must've thought I was dead, but I...I saw him go over to her little body and stop in front of her where he raised his foot over her. Once I saw that I screamed for her seeing she wasn't moving under his foot. I remember how much everything hurt once I saw her eyes dart for me. She was so scared...I-I saw it, Celsius," I spoke lowly turning to face her. The candles around us greatly highlighted the glistening in her troubled eyes. Feeling greatly sorry, I carried her off the seat next to me and on my lap where I scratched her little scalp.

"I am so truly sorry, Rayn," Gardevoir sincerely apologized in a high volume showing me her shock, "None of us should not have urged you to tell us about that night. You don't need to say anymore."

"I can't even tell you what happened next because...I don't know what happened after Celsius faced me. I think I saw some kind of blinding white...bluish light flash in front of me before anything else happened. It was weird... The next thing I knew was that I woke up near a cliff in the forest where I could see Rustborow. But I remember that I saw Celsius next to me almost unharmed and sleeping, so I got up but my shirt was soaked... in blood. And I was not bleeding, so...I don't know how but I didn't really seem to know where to go or even where I was going. I remember feeling so hungry it hurt the both of us a lot. Then, I woke up here."

I looked at all five pokémon around me. Three of them were clenching their eyes shut letting their distress take its course through them. Celsius's eyes showed signs of breaking down as her eyes shimmered from the flickering candle light. Lucario wasn't crying but I still perceived his frowning eyes.

"Rayn, this may be a place for pokémon, but evaluating from your judgment on the matter you're in a safe place. This village is a rare type of establishment for troubled pokémon that's set as far from and human disturbance as possible; which still has me curious as to how you made it so close out here. We were all lucky to even stumble upon this place."

"Yeah...I didn't know where to go. I saw relatives get killed in front of me... that was all that I could think of as we walked. I don't even know why I didn't think about my safety. I guess I just...didn't know what was gonna happen."

Gardevoir stopped crying for the moment. Riolu and Ralts were still bawling though. "Ralts, can you go to the lake and wash up please? Your face is flushed from crying." Gardevoir asked her offspring. 

"Riolu, you should also go and wash up. Keep Ralts company," Lucario added.

"Sorry guys. I didn't mean to make everyone upset," I worried seeing the little cubs walk away still sobbing while constantly wiping their faces.

When the young fighting and physic types both left, Gardevoir faced Celsius and me intently as she and Lucario moved to sit directly across from us. "We have all lost at least one important symbol in our lives?" Gardevoir asked, but before I replied she continued, "Two years ago my mate, Ralts, and I were living happily together. It was just Gallade, Ralts, and I. We lived in a small cavern surrounded by a vast forest with other fellow pokémon. Ralts had just hatched from her egg days before the incident." Gardevoir completely stopped crying as she communicated. "One day my mate was gathering nourishment when he heard rumors of humans being spotted around the area carrying those... guns. He had informed me but we didn't take any actions. We believed we could defend our home...we were so, so wrong-"

She nearly broke down right after she finished her sentence. Her head fell into her hands as she shed a few tears causing Lucario to turn her towards him wrapping her in a hug where she let out her sorrows over his shoulders. I couldn't help but feel out of place seeing Gardevoir crying and Lucario trying to calm her. I felt so helpless and depressed that I felt tears building up in my eyes two where I simply let them roll down my cheeks. Only a few more moments passed before Gardevoir sat back up straight, sniffling and wiping a few tears away as she inhaled regaining her composure.

"I'm sorry...it's just the sight of seeing your loved one die before is so much to see. I know how it feels, Rayn. It was night when it all began; a day after we received the rumors. From our cavern we saw fires within the forest and we were constantly startled by those sharp noises those humans made. I've heard of stories but have never heard those noises myself before. I grabbed Ralts in my arms. Gallade and I then fled our cavern knowing we would be captured by poachers. Trying to not encounter the poachers we ran away from the fires and noise. I can still remember everything; the screams of other pokémon calling out for anyone missing, the fires, and even the sight of pokémon being dragged away in nets past local shrubbery. I covered Ralts' eyes the entire moment we fled." Gardevoir was growing upset with more tears rolling out of her clenching eyes as she winced from telling me this. "We were happy once we fled far enough from the commotion to concentrate energy into teleporting. Before we could teleport however, I jolted from sharp noise that sounded close as Gallade fell over simultaneously. I knelt down about to tend to him before he used Psychic on someone behind me which was when I saw something silver embedded in his stomach. I quickly pulled out the sharp object seeing he wasn't bleeding but he told me he was weak. Trying to help him up, another one of those loud noises sounded off, and immediately following that was Gallade falling over again but this time something managed to puncture through him. Out of fright and confusion, I turned around and used Psychic to throw a human behind us against a tree hard enough to put him unconscious. I looked back at Gallade but Ralts' shrieked in a pained cry. I looked down at her in my arms where the thing I noticed was that one of her horns was missing. Since there are not many arteries in that appendage she was going to be fine but she was still in a lot of pain, and she won't be able to use psychic very well in the future. Gallade however was still on the ground and bleeding. I brought my mate back up and we all fled as far as we could. He couldn't run because of his wound, but we stumbled far away. We couldn't make it too far though. He had collapsed being very weak and my powers couldn't work to save him. I understood that he would depart from me at that moment. The moment we shared our goodbyes was the last moment I held him lovingly. I was so stricken by that night... It was a nightmare I never even foresaw with my abilities. I remember...yelling his name to the stars before I fell crying on his chest with Ralts behind me and unconscious. We stayed there until dawn. I didn't want to leave his side...I just didn't want to leave my mate behind but...but..." She paused almost at the brink of breaking down again as well as I hearing that she went through what I just basically went through. Ralts... her pain that night as a newborn... How could those hunters have that kind of mindset to do this? "I kept Ralts close by me as we walked for days trying to find a new shelter still suffering in grievance. Ralts was still in pain from her horn being lost from the projectile that hit Gallade. But the moment finally came after trekking for many nights when I saw Lucario picking berries, and within a few days he guided me in building a newly structured home providing shelter until we were finished," she smiled to which Lucario did the same as he nodded causing me to follow in hearing the happy ending.

"Ralts and my daughter became fast friends. I was just so relieved to see another pained pokémon recover so well," he added before facing Gardevoir where she spoke to him with her species tongue but I couldn't understand before her gaze imitated his own as they looked at each other almost deeply from my young perspective. "My story is the exact same," Lucario started now facing us, "A pokémon poacher separated my mate and I. I was also saddened and depressed for weeks after that incident. I thought I couldn't live anymore, but Riolu was the only pokémon I cared for at the time, and I vowed that I would take great care of her even if it meant doing it alone."

Hearing both of those stories was very painful, and it's not just me that's pained by it unfortunately. I can't help but feel what they had felt. Celsius couldn't help it either. I'm just the type of person to feel others' emotions; even if it is pokémon and Celsius being around me most of my life has developed that trait. I love pokémon too much and I just wish that there were more people like me who feel the same. 

"I'm so sorry to hear that about you two. I can see that you both have been doing a great job at being a mom and dad, and your mates must also be very proud as they look down from their places. I'm a person, but I don't get why so many people are so selfish. I mean poachers hunt just for money! It can't be worth it to take another life just for money, but people see pokémon as...lower beings and that's not true!" I exclaimed from the anger that had formed in me throughout the stories. Celsius was also agreeing with me as she hopped around my lap crying out energetically.

"I'm so grateful to know that there are innocent humans out there who think like you Rayn. You've kept Celsius well and I've had this belief that all owners don't give full care, but I shouldn't discriminate anymore. Rayn, I know that you aren't like those humans. Celsius, you're a great pokémon and your owner has kept you well-"

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt, but I prefer friend, great friend. I don't like referring to pokémon as an object so I don't own one. We are all the same. I'm talking to smart pokémon right now," I smiled.

"Ah, see Rayn is a very odd type; the kind I prefer," Lucario smirked towards Gardevoir.

"Yes, yes I can see that," she chuckled before continuing towards us, "You care for each other. I see that you love our kind. Now, that brings me to this. I know you have nowhere else to go. If you two feel comfortable here in this village then you can stay here. I don't want you to leave with nowhere to go. You'll easily be overwhelmed. We can provide you care and shelter," Gardevoir insisted.

"R-really we can! You don't mind? But what about-"

"Yes, of course otherwise I wouldn't be offering this. Rayn, another pair of company won't be a burden at all and I can't have you two go on without another option of care. I also have to add that Ralts only has one red horn, so no younglings seem to accept her since they don't understand the situation. Ralts feel very miserable about that and Riolu is the only one who protects her. The cubs around the village don't want to play with them. I know I get very protective and Lucario and I have tried what we can to let the others know to be friendly to her. They are both desperately looking for a friend to play with. I know they don't seem to warm up to you right now, but maybe you might be perfect for the both of them in the future."

"Y-yes, we'll stay! Of course, I wanted to try and be their friend from the moment I saw them. I don't care how they look or act. I'll play with them everyday! T-thank you!" I was so incredibly joyful about this offer. I can stay here with pokémon, and we have a roof over our heads now. It's every kid's dream to live in the wild with pokémon. Celsius cried out in joy as I held her clearly happy that we have a home now; just shows how lucky we are to have them stumble upon our bodies in the first place. "Are you sure that we can live here? You don't mind?"

"Yes, why would I be so dishonest about offering a home to ones that are in dire need? I won't let you two suffer. I'm actually really happy that you're going to stay here," Gardevoir assured with a growing smile.

That was it. I felt so happy and relieved that I was found by charitable pokémon I almost couldn't believe it. My heart was pumping as I thought about the future ahead as I stayed here with new friends. I just felt so appreciative and lucky that some of the rarest pokémon found me and gave me a home. Thank you mom and dad! I should start anew here with friendly pokémon that I enjoy being around with. I know I will have a fun time here. I am going to try to forget about the death of my whole family. Besides, I know that Mom and Dad just want me to be happy, so I'll stay here. As I thought about my time here only one negative stuck out to me: Revenge. I know I have a new home, but I still want vengeance for my family's death. I couldn't get that out of my mind. Would the mafia eventually get punished by the authorities?

"I know that you're happy, so try to forget about the past, and that includes revenge," Lucario insisted, closing his eyes and then opening them to find that they were glowing cobalt blue. 

"I wasn't thinking about- oh wait aura. I forgot." Aura enables anyone to read the minds of all sentient life.

"Yes, and trust me revenge won't bring back your family. It will only bring back more pain. Trust me."

"B-but my family! How am I supposed to ignore that!" I nearly yelled once the images of that night came back in a large torrent.

"Just forget about the past. That's the best thing to do, and I learned that the hard way." I had no choice but to calm down and take his words into mind, even though I couldn't believe his wisdom.

Ralts and Riolu were done with their bath as they walked in the dining room, still damp as the light caused their fur and skin to gleam. They stood near the table where I got the courage to tell them the news.

"Did you two hear?" I exclaimed with a smile jumping up from the table, "I'm going to live here. I can be your guys' friend and play every day from now on! I know I'm not the best kind, but...I really, really like you two!"

Riolu and Ralts eyes widened to the point that I could see Ralts' eyes behind the hair that was concealing them. That's either good or bad. Their eyes went from big and wide to low and piercing. So it's bad, I don't have their trust since their responses was to glare at me. I guess they don't want a new friend if it's going to be human.

"That's right, Ralts. Rayn and Celsius are staying here since they have nowhere else to go. He has no intention or ability to harm us." After Gardevoir told her daughter that, Ralts' eyes illuminated into a vibrant teal as did Gardevoir's. They both stayed like that only nodding or shaking their heads from time to time. I watched their telekinesis until Ralts sighed sharply, turned around, and stomped away. I'm guessing they argued telepathically only to have Ralts lose. "I suggest you follow them. They're showing you to your new room as I instructed them to," Gardevoir told.

I nodded then followed Ralts down the hallway as Celsius decided to stay and speak with Gardevoir. Riolu stayed with her father to talk to him. All the rooms were separated from the hallways by leaves that draped from the ceilings which acted as doors. I guess all pokémon homes here are like this. The hallway had the first door on the left side which was her room, a door all the way at the end which was Gardevoir's room, and a room on the right side of the hallway in between their rooms which just turned into my room which I would share with Celsius. 
I walked in and it's similar to any other bedroom. It had a hand stitched bed which was built on a wood frame this time, a wooden square appearing to be similar to a nightstand, and an opening that served as a window with large leaves that served as drapes where the cool breeze blew in. I could see a small lake outside my window and some of my body armor being hanged dried over some kind of lining. The lake provided a really great view, and far beyond the lake I could see a cliff which marked the boundary of land and a large body of water beyond spanning far beyond the moonlit horizon. That must mean I'm facing west since the only patch of forest surrounding Rustborow is in the southwest and northwest and there aren't any big lakes around the city so could that be the ocean? The moon showed its valiant white on the reflecting lake mending its shape to the calm ripples of the water. I then felt a similar yet distinct feeling I would get before Gardevoir would communicated with me.

"So... uh, what do you think of your new room?" I turned around after hearing the high pitched feminine tone and saw Ralts looking at me as she paced around the room. 

"It's amazing! This is just like any other room I've been in except with a really cool view," I answered as I planted myself on the bed. 

I heard Ralts sigh in her telepathy. "Is everything that you said about what happened to you... true? I would find out but..."

"It's fine, I heard what the pokémon do to you just because of that horn you're missing-"

"Shut up! Don't look at me- It's not my fault..." I jumped a bit due to the loudness and pitch from Ralts' outburst. "Just... turn around!" I did as she told and rotated on the bed facing the wall. "I can't...I can't feel your energy when you're that far. I can only tell by being next to someone or touching them, so I don't know if I like you or not. Right now I'm really scared of... talking to you. If I see something that looks just like Mommy but their skin is not as white or hair is not green I just get so scared." I didn't know how to respond to that as I felt like I didn't belong in front of her. All I did was stare blankly at the wall yet listen to what Ralts had to say. "Mommy told me to give you a chance, but if you try to do anything she'll get you away from me."

That feeling of telepathy vanished. I turned around and saw that Ralts had left the room. However, Riolu was standing there in front of the bed this time. "I...I-I'm sorry about h-how Ralts is treating you..." When Riolu spoke her voice sounded high pitched like a girl's, but her pure shyness stuck out to me more than anything as her tone seemed very unconfident. "I...I am so sorry about what happened to you and your family. Feel better, okay."

"Thanks for your support..." was all I said back.

"I know you won't do anything to us because I can see that in your aura. Ralts can't though which is why she's scared, but she'll be your friend soon. I'm her only friend, but she's even braver than me..." she trailed off looking away as she rubbed a tricep shyly.

"You think so? Wait, what do you mean by Ralts is braver than you?"

"Well... sh-she's just more optimistic than me, so she uses that positivity to stick out within the other pokémon here, where I'm too scared of their reticules to stick out...She's so strong even though she got hurt so bad..."

"But now you have me and Celsius, right," I said hoping she would accept me as her friend.

"I... guess so, and Ralts can see that too... soon." She is shyer than Ralts. But the way that she stutters and pauses is actually kind of cute since she's just a little riolu. Though if she chooses to protect Ralts then shouldn't she be the braver one?

"What about the other pokémon? How do you think the other pokémon will react?"

"Don't worry. My father won't let anything happen to us if they don't like you here."

I chuckled from knowing how ironic it is that these pokémon who have been hurt by humans are taking care of a human who has been hurt by humans as well.
We walked out of the room and back into the dining room where we heard Lucario, Gardevoir, and Celsius chatting. It sounded like they were discussing about how I can live here happily. Lucario knew I was bored all day today. Gardevoir then looked at me to answer that question.

"How is the room? It used to be just a guest room for Riolu but it belongs to you now," she smiled.

"I love it! I think living with everyone here will be awesome."

A smile was fixed on Gardevoir and Lucario. After I said that, Riolu, surprisingly Ralts, and I went back in the room to talk amongst our selves for the rest of the night while Lucario, Gardevoir, and Celsius stayed in the dining room to do some talking of their own. I hope Ralts can open up to me. 

/*/

"Oh, Lucario, you know a lot about aura right?" I asked.

"Yes, Celsius, I know about everything there is to know from the powers to the legends of aura."

"Good, I need to know what exactly aura looks like when it's expelled from the body."

"What does it look like? If I can describe it, it basically takes a fiery, cloudy, or smoke-like form around the limbs expelling it. The main colors that are expelled are blue, red, or green but aura can take many colors."

"Is it possible for a human to just use it at random?"

"At random, no. A human must have the ability to use it by either being born with it or practicing it. Being born with aura is rare these days however."

"Born with it..." Damn it, could Master really have used aura to kill that gunman? Does he really does have aura? What if something like that happens again? Oh no, I just can't imagine him becoming that kind of... thing ever again. "I see... well Master left out a part in our story. I think he did use aura... because he... those flames like you said, they formed these...these long giant tentacles out of blue fog that came from his fingers and his back! Do you recognize anything like that?"

Lucario didn't respond. Instead his mouth dropped open with his eyes alert where he stared at me for seconds which really had me worried. "...How the hell could he..." Lucario paused as he began to get lost in thought. "I think you're right. I observed something odd about his aura earlier today which I've never seen before."

"Wait, you both think Rayn can use aura?" Gardevoir interjected, "Does that mean his ancestors were Aura Guardians?"

"What, I don't know! I mean I don't think so," I responded very confused about all of this, "Lucario what did you see wrong with Master?"

"I-I saw his life energy rapidly and dramatically increase to an extreme amount without any warning. I was looking at him and then his aura just shot up! You see all sentient beings have a fixed, unique amount of aura unless if they increased their life energy by practicing the art of controlling life energy daily for years. Normal beings aura are at a normal level which in my eyes shows dimmed, tinted, or darker colored aura in their bodies. Rayn's was like that this morning until I witnessed his aura skyrocket to blazing, bright blue before me in a single second. Right now his aura count is even higher than mine!"

"What does that mean? I don't understand," I panicked demanding some answers.

"It means he has enough life energy to harness aura, but not on his own; at least not yet and not that it's a bad, life threatening situation. He does have aura but it only reacts and affects him when his body needs it which is actually very good. It's just impossible, though... Today it is very, very rare for humans to be born with aura, and the chance that Rayn is one of only a few humans...Celsius, I need to search through your memories one more time."

"Okay..." Lucario's eyes began to glow teal as he held his paw out towards me which also began to glow teal with aura.

"Unbelievable... This leaves me almost speechless..."

"What, is something wrong? Please tell me!" I asked almost fearing that he had discovered something wrong with him.

"No, it's just Rayn did use aura, and from what I saw in his life energy earlier today, he is able to learn how to control it like an Aura Guardian would if he wishes anytime in his life. Celsius, do you know if there were any Aura Guardians or Aura Readers in his family's history?"

"I don't think so. I never heard anyone in our family talk about using aura before."

"May I add something? Now that I think about it, didn't you find anything odd with Rayn, Celsius?" Gardevoir asked.

"Well... actually yes. He looks less depressed about this whole ordeal but I'm still shaken up by it," I answered, "I mean I still don't want to get near him sometimes for what he had done to that mafia guy when we were trying to escape. It's like he's totally forgotten about how brutal that massacre was...especially when you proposed a home to him!"

"Exactly, for a seven year old little human child he seems to be very intelligent, unaffected by a great the loss, and even physically built. I know you told me that he played those...sports, but that's impossible for an ordinary boy to become and cope with, especially at seven years old. He speaks very well, he has toned arms and legs with little fat, and he managed to explain that story with more control than I thought," Gardevoir responded. I took this into mind and she is actually right about everything.

"That's because the abnormal high count of aura in his body has enhanced every cell in his body. That's if he was born with aura which I'm assuming he was but it just hasn't shown until...basically today. Also, life energy is an automatic defense for anyone who possesses it meaning that some hormones in his body will secrete early and continuously. Testosterone is one of them and it's designed to enhance the muscles at an early age hence why he has an athletic build and it's just the beginning. I hear humans that were born with aura are expected to hit puberty very early for their bodies to build more mass for better defenses," Lucario explained.

"Okay, look I don't care what aura is and does! I don't mean to act rude but it's just you guys act like it's a very bad thing and I'm scared for his life. I want to know how Master got it and used it, if he even does have it first of all."

"He has the ability to harness aura, that's a given. I'm absolutely sure about it. I saw in your memories, Celsius, that he used it that night against that man who nearly beat you. Why does he have aura, I don't know. It's just not normal... How did he use it, his body must've seen death coming so he automatically used aura as a last resort getaway but he doesn't remember any trace of that happening. Now none of this is actually bad. He's very lucky in fact otherwise you both wouldn't be here right now, so think of it that way. According to your memories, he used a form of a much forbidden grade of aura. He used an Aura Outbreak. That's when energy consisting of rage combined with fear builds inside the body to the point that it bursts into uncontrollable powers. Aura Guardians lose all control over their bodies when they use Aura Outbreak which causes unintentional disasters. It's so unstable that only one aura guardian was able to learn how to control and summon it at his own will."

"So he used it because he was scared and angry... but I thought he was just a sweet ordinary little boy, not some... aura user."

"He's not an aura guardian yet. And-"

"W-wait. What do you mean not yet?" I questioned almost showing my agitation towards Lucario.

"Do you not understand that Rayn is capable of using aura! There are only a few humans left in this world that know how to use it. For his benefit, I will train him how to use it once he becomes old enough."

"Why? He won't need it ever in his life!"

"Maybe it's for the best that he learns how to use aura before he accidently hurts someone."

I gave that some thought. Rayn did kill that man horribly..."Okay, but you don't know why he was born with aura?"

"I'm sorry but I don't think I can explain it."

"Damn it," I nearly sobbed, "I don't understand it. What does this all mean? Why does he randomly have aura? Rayn tortured a man to death right in front of me and he doesn't even remember it! Arceus, I hope he'll be okay..."

/*/

"Sooooo... what's it like being human?" Riolu asked as Ralts gave her a dirty glare after she asked that question.

"Uh, I guess it's nothing great," I answered innocently as Riolu sat on the floor across from me almost intrigued by what I had to say, "I mean I had cool stuff to do. What do pokémon do around here? Like what's your purpose around here 'cause I'm curious."

"Father said something about our greater purpose for our line is to reproduce," Riolu answered.

"Reproduce?" I asked scratching my head hard trying to figure out what she meant. "Breeding, that's what you all do?"

"He told me that he would tell what that means when I'm a year old," she smiled which got Ralts to nudge her annoyingly.

Lucario called Riolu to tell her that they must leave which was much to my disappointment since I had many questions left unanswered. 


We all said our good byes with a few waves. As Lucario and Riolu left, the rest of us were calling it a night too. I was very tired from talking too much and even yelling earlier at the table. I was straightening up my blanket on my bed that was made of zigzagoon fur which told me more about their technology. It felt even softer than the blanket I always used back when I was at the estate which is something impressive. I heard the long leaves rustle at the door way behind me. Ralts was poking her head through the leaves where I felt that psychic feeling again.

"I just wanted to wish you... g-good night... Rayn. Get better."

Did Ralts just wish me goodnight? Before I could reply though, Celsius walked in through the leaves where I noticed that her face was a little flush like she just stopped crying. She must still be sad from Gardevoir's story. 

"What's wrong, are you still sad about our family?" I asked her kneeling down to pick her up.

"Tor tor chik." Her tone did show some concern.

"Are you sure? It sounds like something is bothering you."

"Torchic- torch." 

"Ok then since you're pretty tired I just got the bed set up for us both. Its okay, everything will be all better now. We can start a new life. You have to be strong Celsius, no matter how bad things can get." 

"Whoa! You can understand everything she says!" marveled Ralts as she completely walked in my room.

"Yeah I can understand about everything she says," I responded happy that Ralts finds interest in talking to me, "Not exactly word for word but enough of the coding to make her statement. I was also able to understand my other pokémon, Lithium. I must have formed this bond of understanding only those two since I lived with them for so long."

"Oh yeah, then what did she say?" Ralts asked in a teasing manner which also took me by surprise.

"Uh... Uh, first she said, "Nothing." Then she said, "I'm just really tired, that's all."

"What the- that's so cool!" she exclaimed with a smile.

"I know and I'm glad I'm with pokémon that I can understand."

Ralts started to giggle at my comment. "I guess if you can bond with Celsius that close then maybe you aren't bad after all. Well good night you two."

Celsius and I also wished her good night as I blew out the candle on the nightstand next to me. Wow, I never expected Ralts to actually accept me after a full night of keeping away from me. I kept on thinking about how my life would change, and tried to forget about the massacre. Hoping to get some pleasant dreams other than nightmares, I drifted off to sleep. Celsius was tucked in my arms as I slept through the night. Hopefully by now the mafia has been caught by what they've done.

/*/

"Why did you call me here so late Lucario?" yawned Gardevoir who approached my dimmed home from behind.

"I need you to look at this and tell me if I'm not going insane. I've spent all night fresh past midnight remembering how to decipher my pack's ancient scrolls, and I think I've found something very disturbing."

"Since when did your home have all of these scrolls?" Gardevoir asked as she gazed around my living room noting all of the old browned scattered scrolls across the floor.

"In my pack I was an archive keeper and my mate was a local decipher. When we escaped I took every piece of Aura Guardian and lucario accounts with me to protect our line. It's a complex system where my pack has a fraction of our full history and all the other packs have the rest- b-but look at what I've found!" I put a few pieces of the scrolls to Gardevoir's face and illuminated the scrolls with my aura so she could read the translated calligraphy.

"It says, 'Sir Rein, Aura Guardian, 1820 to 1848'."

"Yes, now read the context I've bolded," I pointed to the brighter blue sections of the scroll.

"Is the only aura guardian in history to control Aura Outbreaks, the only aura guardian to tame and befriend the divine Ho-Oh, lead major pokémon and human reformation and unification with its effects still seen today. Primary partners: male absol, female luxray. Sir Aaron, Aura Guardian, 1811 to 1848, partner, mentor, and close friend of Sir Rein's, first to tame and befriend the divine Lugia, prevented the death of the Celestial Union. Primary partners: male lucario, female pikachu. What does this all mean?"

"I remember learning about these two men when I was just a cub. Every lucario has heard legends about them. They were both very talented aura users; actually the most powerful aura guardians ever known in history. That Lucario that belonged to Sir Rein came from the very pack I'm from which is a great honor. And they both controlled a divine legend. The divine legends, which means they controlled the highest ranking 'gods' of all Lugia and Ho-Oh. According to accounts and legend, mythical legendary pokémon have ranks in the Holy World. I remember since there's much more than one of each legend, but that's all according to legend. Divine is the ruling ranking of that legend, the God of those gods, and if they rule their own species then they direct the part of nature that fits their jurisdiction by directing the gods below them. Now all of this unnecessary information leads to this scroll. Read this one," I finished handing Gardevoir the other scroll seeing her intrigued state.

Gardevoir took the scroll as I still held my paw over it translating the calligraphy for her to read. "The year is 1848, the towers that symbolized peace between humans and pokémon, which were dedicated to Sir Rein and Sir Aaron, was attacked by opposing world forces. This sparked a very deadly war and this war had caused humans and pokémon to betray each other in various ways. If the betrayal continues it will lead to deadly consequences since the link between man and pokémon procreate necessary functions for the body of Earth. Sir Rein was in extreme rage which is different from his peaceful personality, but the peace he worked and organized hard to bring together for years was starting to crumble which he believed was caused by humans. Losing all control of his emotions, he tried to rush out of his tower, known as the Brass Tower, with dark intentions. Before he could get out, the Brass Tower detonated and burnt to the ground engulfing all of his fellow pokémon and Sir Rein in the fire and debris. Ho-oh was the only one that managed to narrowly make it out the tower, but he had sustained critical injuries. Only having a limited amount of power left, he decided to revive the lives of only three selected pokémon and reincarnate Sir Rein's soul into a human boy host. Sir Aaron sacrificed his life shortly after in another location fulfilling his goal to protect Rota, a city that holds a life force of Earth, from a deadly battle. His Lugia finds his body incased in crystals seeing his deceased state so with the remaining power he had, also reincarnated Sir Aaron's soul into another separate human boy as well. According to mythical accounts and survivors, the powerful rage still trapped within Sir Rein's soul has caused the minds and tasks of the two aura guardians to have switch while reincarnation due to the divine legends' low power at the time. The boy with Sir Rein's soul will now power Lugia instead of Ho-oh and use power to stop war by force, and the soul of Sir Aaron's will control Ho-oh bringing peace by fair compromises. Since Sir Rein's soul is filled with anger and disgust by human actions, the roles were switched from talk to force. Further foreseen speculation and theories show that these boys, the hosts, are destined to meet sometime to reunite pokémon and humans again in the closest, unbreakable link ever created forever ending this millennium lasting conflict. Aura Priests have determined and found that it will take around one-hundred-fifty years for the reincarnation process to be completed. In conclusion, Lugia and Ho-Oh together have used their energy to reincarnate and transfer the powerful souls of the aura guardians into boys one-hundred and fifty years later to protect all who walk the Earth... Prophesy of the Deadly Compromise." Gardevoir placed the scroll back on the table as she fell on the seat next to me looking very lost in thought. "Do...do you think?"

"It has been well over one-hundred-fifty years since the death of those aura guardians. Rayn can use aura as a little boy even though he doesn't inherit the powers within his genes."

"You are saying-"

"I'm not absolutely sure just yet. I would need almost every scroll created in history to figure this out. All I know is that if my pack is correct then this is all destined in a new, modern approach."


To Be Continued

AN: Btw, if anyone sees any kind of paragraph formatting error, please, please tell me so I can fix that crap.