Millie knew all too well this pokémon was once a tormenter. Still, somewhere in her she felt some pity for him. The tables had turned and Leon, literally, became the tormented soul.  After all, being the very thing he loathed was probably his biggest fear of all.

"You're the only pokémon that could even see me at all...I want to be seen...please!" the gengar pleaded as he stood before the misdreavus peering down at her.

The smaller specter wondered if would it be wise to let a being like this be seen again. For all she knew the gengar might desire his former glory and seek a way to reclaim his notoriety. Someone so potentially dangerous had to be drawn away from Paco and the rest in that cave at the very least. But what to do after that? Millie wasn't so sure.

"I honestly don't know.  For me it was natural." she told him with apprehension. To the others, her eyes were towards air as if staring to space. But Millie saw Leon clearly as he closed in on her quite suddenly.

"NO!" Leon growled, angry and desperate. Millie's eyes popped wide open in fright as she faded into the wall to escape him. She didn't want to look upon such a troubled spirit, especially when selfish pride, no matter how seriously wounded, still coursed through his being.  

"DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!" Leon cried, more desperate than angry now. He floated after her through the walls of the cavern. And just like that, the three living pokémon were suddenly free of any haunting presence whatsoever.

Paco blinked in confusion as he looked to where Millie had slipped away.  "Can you sense anything, like where she's going?" he looked to Rose, hoping the psychic could tell him what was happening.

"Yes, a bit. But it's going to take time to track those two down again, especially if they're going through solid objects. Right now, Millie's on her own. I think she's got her hands full with Leon, so to speak," Rose answered, frowning.

"I was afraid of that," the aura hound thought, clearly at a loss as to how this all happened. How can he help Millie deal with another ghost he can't even see? He had to figure something out. Quickly he rose to his feet.

"The sooner we track Millie down, the sooner we can help her with Leon. You're going to help me out on this one, right, Rose?"

The gardevoir lifted her body up by psychic powers to stand on two feet as well. "Of course I am, Paco. We owe it to her."

The lucario looked down to the leafeon. "Cellin, I know you had it really rough in that nightmare, so I'm not expecting you to want to come with us. But can you go to Amber and the kids and let them know what Rose and I are up to? The less time we stay in here, the better."

The leafeon took in a deep breath and rose to her feet also. "Okay. I can do that for you, Paco."

"Awesome! Thank you so much," Paco said. He planted a quick kiss on Cellin's forehead. "Alright, Rose, let's get a move on."

"And not a moment too soon. Those ghosts are moving fast," Rose said to Paco.

The three pokémon took off in their respective directions, doing what they can to set things right. All three sensed this particular morning was going to be long and rough.

***

Millie and Leon eventually got out out of the caves and back outdoors, where Leon once staked his territory before meeting his end. In the forest, Millie was still running off from the gengar. However, the gengar hadn't expected to chase the misdreavus for so long. It felt like when he was living, hunting down what he wanted, whatever desire it was, without anyone able to say otherwise. But he didn't want Millie so much as he needed her. Only she knew, somehow, the way Leon could even be seen by the living again. That mattered even more than the dramatic loss of his body, for without others to see him he didn't truly exist.

Millie, meanwhile, never felt so sick with worry as she kept up her escape. First the battle with Leon in his own sick dream, and now this? She felt like she couldn't catch a break. Though she managed to get him away from those she cared for, how long could she keep up this chase? She swore that the gengar only gained in speed the longer the pursuit went on. Her time was running out.

"Stop chasing me! I'm not going to help you like this!" she called back to Leon.

"I'll stop chasin' when ya stop runnin' away!" Leon called right back in return.

"And if I stop, what will you do?"

"I...I don't know! I just need ya!"

"That's not good enough!" Millie yelled. She sped up in her escape to the point that the forest flew by in a blur. But Leon matched her speed with ease and gained on her still. The misdreavus was but mere inches away now, almost in range of the gengar's grasp.

Millie looked back and gasped in fright. With few options left, she flew upwards immediately into the forest canopy. She hoped Leon didn't know how to fly through the air as she could. But just as she neared the top of the canopy, the gengar leapt from the ground like a rocket taking off. She had but a moment of shock before the sudden snatch of his grip took her fully.

"Gotchya!" Leon proclaimed.

As he tackled Millie, though, he quickly sensed the pull of gravity pulling the both of them down. They spiraled out of control back to earth.

"Noooo!" Leon squeezed the misdreavus in a hug, terrified by the long, long drop, until they finally made impact. Dust kicked up into the air where they landed. The next thing they knew, they lied together, dazed by the plummet, the gengar still hugging the misdreavus tight.

Millie and Leon both fell silent as they quietly gathered their bearings. Fear and desperation left them, perhaps for a moment, perhaps more. The arms of the gengar curled around the misdreavus' ghostly form brought back a familiar feeling they both thought were long lost to them. It confused them. Deep down for them, though, a spark of excitement threatened to gain strength.

"Let me...let me go!" the Misdreavus tried to speak out. She felt things were off and yet not.

Leon didn't speak back after much delay. He kept his grasp firm. "I thought ghosts cen't touch nuthin' at all," he thought aloud. His fingers idly rubbed Millie against her chest and reached curiously for her crimson pearls.

"What are you doing? S-stop!" Millie started to shiver in the gengar's grasp as the larger ghost explored and began to learn the way her body felt. Her skin felt like the smoothed, velvet fur of an espeon, yet elastic and flexible in part. The pearls felt hard and solid, yet warm to the touch as they gave off a lively glow that reacted to Leon's ongoing touches.

"Dis is so wrong..." he spoke, trailing off as his eyes looked down at her while his excitement further brewed. He reached for Millie's wavy hair and ran his fingers through them with awe. Words escaped him as his epiphany continued to expand, in turn pulling Millie deeper into a predicament she could never have foreseen. At least, not before another ghost came into her posthumous life with as much of a carnal appetite as her own, if not more so.

Millie's mind started to piece it together just as she felt something starting to touch her from below. Iit didn't frighten her as much as it should have. She shook her head at herself, thinking,  "WHAT IS MY BODY DOING RESPONDING TO THIS GHOST?!" But that last word in her thoughts put the last piece in place, evoking from her a gasp of shock. Ghost.  He's a ghost, just like her. And though they weren't pokémon of the living, A Gengar and a Misdreavus could-

"What da...aye didn't even know aye still had this thing!" Leon exclaimed as he realized the mood aroused him much like when he was alive.

"WAIT!" Fear shot Millie right out of Leon's grasp as she was just able to barely get clear.  She ran into a tree but didn't go through it like before, crashing into it instead as she felt her thoughts were so scrambled. She turned to around to look at him in her fright, feeling trapped by the sensations she almost succumbed to just a moment ago.

"Hey! Why'd ya run off like that?" Leon asked, more confused than upset now as he got up. He made no effort to hide his protrusion which stuck out from his crotch much like a purple appendage. The eyeful of cock, smooth in shape and much bigger than Millie expected, proved impossible for the misdreavus to ignore.

"Hey, ah may be dead, but ah know when a girl starts to like it," Leon accused, pointing a finger at Millie, "You're more than likin' it, ya wanted this bad. Da hell's ya problem now!?"

That lone question silenced her, much to her dismay.  She couldn't deny she longed for it, moreso now than ever. It stoked at her as if an itch...the kind of itch only a male could- No! She thought that in her head but her ethereal body refused to listen. The dilemma paralyzed her against the tree as she stared with vulnerable eyes at Leon and the raw libido that stared right back at her. She wanted to run, no, she wanted pleasure, no, she wanted...what did she...

"Then how bout I take care of both hour poblims?"  He suggested, as he swiftly closed in to loom over her again, now wearing the impish grin his kind was known for. His hands reached town to take hold of her again.

But then the answer leapt out of her mouth just as swiftly. "It's Paco I want!" she blurted desperately.

"Paco?!"

That hit his ego him as hard as the aura sphere that killed him. He offered to sate her needs, yet she wanted...him?!  Though, he should've known this sooner. Regardless, Leon wasn't about to give up so easily.

"Ya probably furgot somthang, the thing we now got," he chuckled at her as if this seemed to be the biggest joke of all.  "ya'r a ghost like me! Dat lucario can't touch ya like I can, not unless he's dead! How long a wait is that, huh?"

Such a fact hit her like a dark pulse, add in whom this was coming from and it felt like she took on four of those nightmare lands.  Would she wait?  Would she endure watching him age, suffer, and then...

"You're forgetting something, too," Millie replied, looking up at the gengar on the verge of embracing her as a thought just clicked into her mind, "We can't touch each other for real, but...we could try it in his dreams."

"Then ya dreming a Magikarp dream." he commented, starting to feel her up in the process and evoking soft gasps from Millie's mouth. "How could sum dream make up fur tha real thang, bet ya haven't even had da real thang yet!"

Her curiosity and her body's wants kept growing as she realized he still kept telling her the truth.  She wanted Paco so much, though. Even if Leon could pull it off, it did nothing to quench the thirst for the noble pokemon she met so long back. But damn it, Leon sure knew how to try and make a point this time, and not the one pointing towards her.

"T-true," Millie studdered, knowing for sure she was caught in a bind. Leon's hands pressed her against the tree, fondling her through her hair, against her neck and her chest, and along the edge of her bottom the gengar played with like dangling cloth. The breaths of the misdreavus grew heavier as her yellow eyes followed the strokes of his hands and the red glow of her pearls glowed even brighter. Leon's new hands did well to ‘disable' his prey in ways his old body couldn't dream of as he built up the pleasure in the misdreavus' spiritual body without a moment's pause.

Leon's face got closer in to her as he couldn't help but chuckle to the moment.  He had wanted something to get his mind off of his death and ghostly return, but he never expected anything like this.

"I'll show ya what Paco can't do to ya," he whispered smugly.

Millie gasped as Leon lifted her up higher against the tree. Down below she felt that protrusion poke at her once again. Against all logic it felt hard, hot, and dripping wet, and it wanted her almost as badly as she wanted it back.

"Aaah...no, we mustn't," she tried to plead, but such pleading came off weak as she shook her head and grew teary. "Paco...I'm sorry, I..." Her voice trailed off. Of all the ways she could've experienced sex, this proved the worst way imaginable, yet too powerful to resist.

"Yer ain't Paco's girl no more," Leon taunted.

And then, just when Leon was to make claim to his prey, a psychic blast of energy shot Leon square in the face.

"WHAAAAA!" Leon yelped as the attack hit him with enough force to launch him backwards, ripping him away from Millie in the process. The little specter fell down and now lied prone on the ground. She felt drained and overwhelmed.

"Got you!" Millie heard Rose's voice state victoriously a short distance away. The misdreavus put in as much effort as she could to lift her head. Part of her had hoped she was just hearing things, but her yellow eyes couldn't deny what they saw: the gardevoir had arrived to intervene.

Paco was right with her.

Reality came rushing back in the worst way. Millie dropped her head and turned away. She shut her eyes tightly and fought back a surging well of tears that threatened to drown her in utter shame.

"I cut that a bit too close," Rose stated flatly as she glared to where she could sense Leon is. Her senses stayed on the gengar, her gaze almost daring him to retaliate, as the lucario rushed fast towards where Millie remained lying on the ground. He dropped to one knee as he looked down to the misdreavus girl, nearly panicking at the sight of her worn, stained soul.

"Aaaack! Millie, are you okay!?" The lucario instinctively reached out to try to pick up the little ghost, but his paws passed right through her. "Crap! Millie, come on. Say something! Anything!"

Leon finally managed to get back his bearings as he stood. He held his brow, fighting off a piercing headache, but he wore a wide grin. "Dunno if ya can hear me, mutt, but ya might wanna give her a minute. I almost did a hell of a number on her. Heh heh heh!"

Rose glared all the more towards Leon, more than tempted to strike him while he's down. But she sensed the delicate state Millie was in and refrained the impulse. The little ghost needed her moment with the lucario she cared for above all else.

Paco saw Millie conflicted and teary. He pressed on to reach her in the best way he could.  "Millie? Please, Millie. Speak to me. I'm here for you."

After a time, the misdreavus finally spoke up, her eyes still averted. She whispered, "Paco...what do you think of me?"

"Huh?" The question surprised him more than he expected.

"Do... do you and I still mean something in your heart?"

The lucario furrowed his brow. ‘What kind of a question is that?!" he started to say, throwing up his arms in the process. "You've been there for me ever since I came to this place.  You helped me so much when I was a lone bachelor without so much as a clue. That and you just saved me from a never-ending nightmare! You think I wouldn't want to return the favor, Millie? Of course I would. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me! Nothing Leon can do to you will change that."

It had her smiling from the thought.  He did remember her.  Remembered all the time that they been through helped so much.  It could warm a heart for sure if she had one, though warmed her soul- that it did.

Leon tried to wobble over to Paco and Millie, about to voice his opinion, but the gardevoir quietly threatened him with a slow, cutting motion across her neck. That shut him up real quick.

"Thank you, Paco. Thank you so much." Millie's tears poured out from her gaze now. She almost threw herself against him to nuzzle the lucario affectionately, but she stopped herself. With her mind clearing up, she blushed with embarrassment at the near-mistake.

"It'll be okay, Millie. Count on it." Paco replied, visibly relieved. "But first things first. Leon's still here, isn't he?"

"He is. And even though he's dead, I don't think he's changed a bit." Rose stated as she kept her eye on him while responding to Paco.

"That's what I was afraid of." Paco rose from his knee. "Stop hiding from me and show yourself, Leon!"

"Paco, he isn't able to," Rose explained like before, keeping tabs on Leon with her psychic abilities. Leon stared at the lucario with annoyance, but kept still his tongue under the gardevoir's threat.

"Well, maybe we can hear him. Maybe he can tell us why he's still trying to rape whoever he gets his hands on when doing so already cost him his life!" Paco demanded aloud, "You've been killed, you've been driven out of your dreams, and still you keep at it! When are you going to learn you can't just take what you want anymore!?"

"HEY! I detest that! It ain't like that no more!"

Leon's voice rang loud and clear for everyone present. It immediately sent chills down Paco's spine. Millie grew visibly uncomfortable on the spot, knowing exactly what Leon meant.

The gengar went right on ranting, having plenty more to say as he gave no chance for interruption.  "Whadda I got left?  Ain't a houndoom no more. I'm back at square one! Dat little ghost was de only one who even saw me! I jest wanted her help! She ran off from meh and I didn't want ta be all alone, so I had ta chase her! Ay didn't even know ghosts could touch each othda. And then...then it just started happening! I'm innocent, I tell ya!"

"Right," Rose commented, clearly less than convinced.  "And you intended to pull out now that you're able to?"  she added, her words dryer than a sandslash in the sun.

"Tough crowd.  Kind of had it comin'," Leon said with a nervous cough. He'd find no sympathizers here...save for one, perhaps. "But still, I still have sumthang left fur me hear, right?" he reasoned.

"What would that be? You'll have to forgive me but I really, REALLY doubt that," Paco challenged.

Leon began to panic a little, now forced to openly cast his lot. "M-Millie, come on...Vouch fur me here, paweaze! I'm dyin' here!"

"Silly Gengar," Rose remarked insidiously, "You're already dead. I could try to kill you again, though."

"Eeep!"

Millie quickly realized that a moment of truth just reared its head. A lecherous, abusive, ruthless being that almost took her as easily as low-hanging fruit ripped from the branch was nevertheless her only means for true satisfaction. Leon's presence threatened those she cared about and threatened to disrupt her posthumous life for the worse, if not pull everything down around her. And yet, the temptation of the gengar's touch felt immense. Intoxicating, even. Paco was her love, someone she couldn't let go even for anything in the world, but she now risked losing the only being in the whole forest that could sate her desires in ways unparalleled. The misdreavus felt trapped, horribly trapped, in the worst kind of decision she ever had to make.

Silence hung in the air as Millie looked deep into her heart for the answer. When it finally came, the misdreavus took in deep breath before she spoke to the ghost who enthralled her moments ago. "Do you even understand what you're doing, Leon?"

"Huh?" the gengar knew not what to make of the question. It sounded like a bad omen.

"Leon, please. Think. Think about what you've done," Millie told him in the strongest tone she could muster.  "The way you treated others when you were alive was like the way you treated me moments before. You know how they felt? Hurt. Scared. Marked. Shaken. Shamed. They felt all those things, all because of what YOU wanted!  Don't you realize that?"

The gengar trembled as the misdreavus forced his character to come under judgement, dashing his hopes of a lifeline in the process. In face of the questions Millie posed, Leon angrily clenched a fist by his side. He simply couldn't stand it.

"Dose pokémon belonged ta me, like de rest of these woods. How they felt didn't mean a thang at all, girl. But I've lost all dat, and yet I'm still heah. I need at lest one thang, ONE thang to be mine, or else I'm gonna go crazy!"

The gengar leapt towards Millie, aiming to pounce upon her. His predatory gaze paralyzed the misdreavus with terror. "That thang's gotta be YOU!"

"NO!" The gardevoir shouted. Rose couldn't take a second more of this. A burst of her psychic energy shot the gengar and sent him tumbling to the ground hard as Rose acted swiftly in Millie's defense.

"You've done enough, Leon!" the gardevoir declared.  

Paco clenched his teeth. He wanted more than ever to pummel Leon to a pulp. He thought the ghost was beyond saving and deserved worse than death. But such actions were up to Millie and Rose to take.

"That...that can't be," Leon groaned out. He tried to get up, but struggled more than ever. In his mind crept in a feeling he rarely felt, once when alive, once when dreaming, and now once again post-death. Defeat. The power he once wielded for personal gain had truly left him. Not even Millie would succumb to him anymore.

For the first time he felt weak. Irrelevant. Oh, how he had fallen. Leon, without a shadow of doubt, had lost everything.

Something started to call the gengar. The misdreavus looked on, her terror suddenly overcome with awe. Only she and the gengar could see it, but Rose sensed it in part. A portal had appeared behind Leon. He turned to face it, looking into a swirling mass of black, gray, and purple. Where did it spiral to? He didn't know, nor did anyone bearing witness to the scene, but oddly enough he felt it drawing him in. Not in the physical sense, but as if he wanted to enter it.

Millie shook as she looked upon that portal. She had a gut feeling what it was, but it still made her entire body quiver in fear from it. Paco and Rose sensed that fear as the little misdreavus continued to silently stare and quake.

As Leon stood right before the portal, he turned to look to them one last time.  To Paco whom defeated him in life, to Rose whom supported Paco through all this chaos, and finally Millie, the only one that would have saved him but rejected his will.  He wasn't needed.  Not in this world.  With a whimpering sigh, he vanished into the gate. It quickly shut behind him and vanished.

"Leon...he's gone," Millie said, as if in disbelief. Her tone quivered as emotions swelled within her, ill-prepared to contain them. "He just crossed over. There was nothing left for him."

The misdreavus dropped to the ground. Much to the surprise of the gardevoir and the lucario, she broke down right before them, heartbroken, inconsolable, and an utter wreck. She cried and cried and cried.

Never before had she felt so cold.  She should be glad that the bane of their peace was gone. But Leon left his mark, as he always did. She'd never feel the same.