Interlude
I woke up earlier than usual the next morning. The absence of Beni's heat made the morning chill truly biting, and I stretched as I came fully awake. A strange feeling from my groin made me look down, and I blinked somewhat blearily at what I saw. It seemed to be Venus trying to force herself down on me. I rubbed my eyes and looked again. That's strange, I thought. It still looks like that. I closed and opened my eyes several times. Still the same.
"Venus?" I said, my throat scratchy from the cold. She jumped up, apparently not having noticed my stretching and still thinking me asleep. She fled to a corner of the tent and peered guiltily around her leaves at me, holding the false jaws out like a shield. Despite my surprise and sleepiness, I felt obliged to laugh.
"Little one," I said, holding out a hand, "I'm not going to hurt you, you know. You might hurt you, though, if you succeeded in what you were trying to do."
The Mawile slid the leaves to one side slightly and held her hands out, pointing at Cammy. She gestured with one finger on her paw and a fist, miming the finger entering the fist. Not much ambiguity there.
"Cammy is four times your size, kiddo," I explained. "She's big enough to fit. You're too small."
Venus shook her head, the false jaws bobbing gently. She uncurled all but one finger of her fist, and stuck the finger in again, miming its movement in and out. Clearly, she thought, height had nothing to do with it.
"Whasssgoin-yawn-on?" Cammy asked muzzily, sitting up.
"Our newest addition," I observed dryly, "seems to take after her self-proclaimed big sister."
Cammy suddenly noticed the gestures Venus was making.
"What's she doing?"
"Well, I'll tell you, I woke up, and found her trying to push me inside her."
"Isn't she, well, a bit small?" Cammy asked, her voice clearing as her brain clicked into gear. Cammy was slightly slower to wake up than I was, which was typical.
"That's what I said. She's firmly of the opinion that if I can fit inside you, I can fit inside her."
Cammy giggled at my bluntness; usually I'm both more tactful and more easily embarrassed, but the combination of shock and amusement seemed to defuse both for me. Venus nodded suddenly then, and crept carefully up to my still-stiff penis, and made as though to put it at her entrance. She winced as the tip pushed slightly inside.
"Careful!" Cammy said. She plucked Venus off, much to the Mawile's simultaneous relief and chagrin, and held her close. "That's too big for you."
I stood and pulled my jeans on.
"I'm going outside to answer a call of nature," I muttered. "Do something, would you?"
"I'll try," she replied gravely.
A few pints lighter, I returned much less sleepy and much more disturbed. Had our sex last night corrupted Venus in some way? Surely all pokemon didn't have feelings for humans. I expressed that concern to Cammy as soon as I entered.
"Actually not," Cammy agreed. "Most pokemon ab.. adho..."
"Abhor?"
"Abhor, yes! They abhor the idea of humans and pokemon mating. But Venus here," and she patted the Mawile dotingly on the head, "is a lot closer to a human teenager than we thought." She made a so-so gesture with a paw. "I read it in a magazine once," she began, her explanation for knowing anything bizarre. "Human teenagers are almost entirely subject to their hormones. They can't resist the mating urge like mature humans can. Mawile is, I think you'd call it, infatuated with you. Or your cock, at least."
As if to demonstrate, Venus reached out with her paws and started trying to pull my belt off.
"To be honest," Cammy continued blithely, "I don't think she'll stop until she gets what she wants."
"But that would hurt her." I argued. She nodded.
"I'm not sure she understands that, or else she doesn't care."
"That's obvious!"
Venus paused as Cammy gave a small mutter of pokemon language. Venus nodded once and ceased her efforts, but didn't release my belt.
"What did you say?" I asked.
"I told her that we might have to compromise," she admitted. "I'm not sure what that compromise will be, though."
There followed then a long interchange between Venus and Cammy. I sat down after a few minutes, my back hurting from crouching to enter the tent, and Venus had moved from my lap to the floor between me and Cammy.
"That won't work!" Cammy exclaimed once, startled out of pokemon language into human. I looked sharply at her, but she ignored me. Venus seemed to be making a good point, since Cammy paid close attention to her words and gestures before sighing and looking up at me.
"She has... a proposal, you might call it," she explained. Her tone of voice suggested that she knew I would find the proposal bad.
"Oh?"
"Yes. She says that her maw-her false jaw, she means-is as sensitive and as delicate as her real one."
"Oh, no..." Cammy nodded confirmation of my thoughts.
"She thinks that she should get to try once a week to fit you inside her, but that in the meantime, she should get to... uh, the word she uses means an exchange, but she means she should get to suck you off with her maw."
"What am I, some sort of pokeslut?" I asked rhetorically.
"Yes, but you're our pokeslut!" Cammy said with glee. I sighed.
"Do you even know what that means?
Venus blushed and made some sort of comment in pokemon language, which Cammy then translated as "She also says that pokemon have eggs that come out of their... she's embarrassed to say the word, but you get the idea. So they stretch really wide."
It was depth that I was more concerned about, but I could sense a losing argument. Despite Beni's frequent acidic observations, I'm not stupid, and I know how to accept a gracious retreat. Venus bounced up and down as I agreed, doing a sort of spin and dance that made my annoyance feel almost petty. I flinched as her maw came back into view-those teeth were big!
"But," I qualified, "Not this morning. We've got work to do."
Venus gave me a wide double-grin and climbed up my pants leg, hopping from my belt to my shoulder. She sat down in what was apparently established as "her spot." I couldn't help smiling back at her. I've always been a sucker for cuteness.
Cammy began to dress herself-no, I didn't help her, though I was tempted. Like I told Venus, we had urgent work to do. I stepped outside to gather my other clothes, and stumbled to a halt as I saw Cynthia enter our campsite.
"Good morning!" she called, giving not a sign that she was surprised to see me half-naked. For that matter, the tent flap was still open behind me, and Cammy had not yet fully dressed.
"Morning," I replied, a bit too dazed to come up with a more sophisticated response. From my shoulder, Venus waved cheerfully at her.
"Lucian's still asleep," Cynthia confided as I made efforts to resume dressing. "I tried to wake him up from outside his tent, but..." she shrugged, a very fetching gesture to my eyes, and sighed. "I think it takes a marching band to wake him up before noon."
"Usually it would take that much to wake me up, too," I admitted. My brain was beginning to focus as I adjusted to the chill. If Cynthia was willing to treat the situation as normal, I'd have to be a fool to do otherwise. "But the nights are colder when you don't have an Arcanine around."
Cynthia laughed. It was a pleasant sound, I realized.
"I can imagine," she said. She looked over at Cammy and I realized that Cammy had stopped dressing when she'd noticed Cynthia. Cynthia turned back to me, a quizzical expression on her face.
"Bath time," I muttered. It was the only excuse that came immediately to mind. At the cue, Cammy removed her tank top and went hunting for a towel. Cynthia seemed to watch her for a moment, and to me it looked as though she took in every detail of the tent-the rumpled bedroll (one only), my disorganized pack, and Cammy's remaining clothes piled into the corner. The instant that felt like hours passed, however, and Cynthia shrugged.
"I was actually planning on bathing shortly myself; there's a river not far from here that's fairly clear," she explained. I suppressed the imagery with great effort. "If you'd like, I could take Cammy and... Venus?" I plucked Venus off of my shoulder and placed her carefully on Cynthia's.
"I appreciate it," I lied. "It'd be nice to have a quiet morning for a change."
A pillow came flying out of the tent to whack me on the back of the head.
"That's not what you said..." Cammy began, but I grabbed the pillow from the ground and sent it winging back at her. She rolled twice with the motion and sat up, a bit dazed. She gave me a wide, toothy grin. "You catched me!" she said.
"Caught," Cynthia and I chorused.
"Will catch, am catching, have catched," Cammy recited. I had a sudden feeling of deja vu.
"Go with the lady, Cammy," I told her. "I'll meet up with you later. I think I'm going to see if I can't brew some coffee without Beni's assistance."
"Good luck!" she replied. She emerged from the tent wrapped in her training gi and carrying a bundle of clothes and towels for herself and Venus. "Let's go!"
If there was one way Cammy always impressed me, it was with the way she could pick up on a hint and take it miles before she ran down. She didn't quite know why I was so nervous about Cynthia, but she was willing to follow my lead in case it was a problem. She'd ask the questions later, I knew, and I made a mental note to figure out how to phrase the explanation so that she didn't go directly to Cynthia to ask her to explain it too.
I watched the retreating backs of the Champion and my two pokemon silently, and then realized that I was absolutely chilled and I would poke someone's eye out if I didn't put on a shirt. With a slight sigh of resignation, I went to dress. Whatever happened would not be affected in the slightest by my worrying. I did worry, however, though not about them. For the last several minutes, I had been trying to sense Beni in my mind. We had never been so far apart before, and I could always feel her presence in my thoughts, waiting to comment or give advice if she thought I needed it, or just wanted to talk. But there was nothing there. It could just be that she was out of range, but I wasn't sure enough of that to be absolutely reassured by the thought.
I sighed again, and went to go find the coffee pot. Perhaps caffeine would bolster my mood. I had another image of Cynthia, emerging slick from the river, followed closely by Cammy, and fought it down. THAT sort of bolstering, my mood didn't need.
* * *
"Here we are," Cynthia said needlessly. The river wasn't too large. Cammy thought perhaps her understanding of human language might be flawed; she would have called it more of a stream than a river. She went to the edge and peered carefully down. The water was clear, clean enough to swim in at least, without being the almost painfully crystalline clear of treated pools, and the bottom was covered in pebbles worn soft by years of erosion.
"We won't sink," she told Venus, but Venus didn't appear in need of reassuring. With a single gigantic leap, she catapulted from Cynthia's shoulder into the water, and emerged with a splash in front of Cammy. Her false jaws beamed at the Lucario.
"Well, that's one nice thing about being a pokemon," Cynthia observed dryly. "No need to change." She looked around and then pulled out a pokeball. "Garchomp," she called. "I choose you!"
Garchomp emerged from his pokeball with a roar, and Cynthia stroked him once on the head before commanding him to search the area
"Make sure that nobody looks or comes near us," she ordered. Garchomp nodded and took off into the air with a scattering of pebbles and sand. Cynthia turned to Cammy. "You may have no modesty," she observed-Cammy had already begun to strip out of her gi-"but we humans need a little privacy to change." Cammy nodded and began to move Venus and herself away, when Cynthia held up a hand. "I didn't mean you," she explained. "I just didn't want some woodcutter or Ranger appearing out of nowhere and spying on us."
Cammy nodded again. Zach had explained the concept of modesty once when she'd stripped down too quickly to go for a swim, around lots of other people. She watched as Cynthia began to disrobe, idly curious but not particularly interested. Venus seemed a great deal more interested, Cammy noticed with amusement.
Cynthia was fairly tall, perhaps six inches shorter than Zach himself, but far taller than Cammy was. The bulges on her chest (breasts, Cammy remembered suddenly-most pokemon didn't have them) were large enough to hold in both her hands, she gauged, but didn't sag at all. Cynthia had a small patch of blonde fur between her legs, neatly trimmed. Cammy thought the heart shape was adorable, and she made a note to ask Zach if she could try something like that later.
"Well?" Cynthia demanded, noticing her gaze. "Shall we?" She splashed into the nearest part of the river without waiting for a response. Cammy followed more slowly. A part of her mind filed away the image of the naked woman. As far as she could determine, she met all the requirements of a prime female of the human species, and perfectly appropriate for Zach. In Beni's place, however, she felt distinctly protective of her trainer, and so she decided to try some of her more recently-acquired language out.
"Are you a virgin?" she asked. Cynthia seemed to inhale water suddenly, and sputtered for a moment before coughing. Cammy swam over and patted her on the back until the coughing subsided. She'd read somewhere that that would help.
"What... whew..." Cynthia gasped after several minutes. "Why do you ask so suddenly?" She had wanted to tell Cammy that that was personal, but something in the pokemon's innocent demeanor encouraged her to answer questions that another human would have been slapped for.
"Zach seems to like you," Cammy said, consciously adopting Beni's severe attitude. "And Venus likes you. And I like you. But I want to know if you'll be right for him." Having exhausted her stock of serious expressions, she let her face return to its natural smile. "And so I ask! I thought you'd be happier answering a question about your body instead of your mates."
It was so... Cynthia couldn't even think of the word. Cammy seemed to have developed a somewhat skewed insight on human relationships.
"Um..." she stalled, trying to find the explanation she knew she had somewhere. The Sinnoh Champion was never at a loss for words! Never!
"And if you're not a virgin, then you've had mates before, and I can ask about them!" Cammy added. "I want to see if you'd like Zach." She held up a paw.
"How do you know what he's like?" Cynthia asked. Her poise had recovered enough to catch the possessive flavor of Cammy's last comment.
"Because we had sex!" With that, her interest concluded, the Lucario dived under the water. For the next fifteen minutes, Cynthia had to be content with that explanation, because Cammy was far too interested in the water to talk to her. Venus was willing, of course, but after a few tries at interpreting the little Mawile's gestures, Cynthia resigned herself to waiting until her fellow pokemon was ready to continue
After a while, Cynthia emerged from the water and sat down on the shore to dry. She hadn't brought a towel with her-the entire trip had been somewhat spontaneous, born of her curiosity and the other trainer's-his name was Zach, she reminded herself-evident nervousness.
"You'd probably better come out," she called to the two still splashing about.
"Okay!" Cammy shouted. Venus was already making headway to the shore. Apparently, despite being a Steel type, she felt right at home in the water. Cammy was not much slower, however. Cynthia felt her stomach do a flip-flop as Cammy approached her, dripping from the water. Her fur was wet and slicked down from the swim, and she could see the hint of nipples poking out from the Lucario's chest. No breasts, but the small nubs of flesh were certainly there. Her glance flicked downward and discovered that Cammy's pussy was easily visible as well. Cynthia noticed the pokemon was looking at her strangely, and she realized that her legs were spread wide and she was inadvertently giving Cammy a complete view of her own sex. Before she could close her legs, Cammy was between them, staring interestedly at the damp slit.
"It's pink too!" she pronounced, sounding delighted.
Cynthia blinked. Her face started turning red.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I wanted to see," Cammy explained. She didn't take move her eyes. "Much pinker than mine," she added.
In spite of herself, Cynthia was curious. "Really?" she asked. Cammy nodded. She stood and spread her legs. Cynthia looked and noticed that Cammy's sex was a very pale pink, almost pastel. She blinked.
"That's very light," she agreed. "Humans are mostly like mine."
"Zach isn't." Cammy noted.
"Zach is male," came the response, before Cynthia noticed the grin on Cammy's face. The pokemon had made a joke. It was quite unfair, Cynthia thought to herself. Pokemon were not expected to talk. And then, when they did, they made jokes. Most irregular.
"I know," Cammy sighed happily. "Boy, do I know!"
"Did you... really...?" the Champion asked.
"Yup!" Cammy pointed at Venus, whose small paws were at work miming the scene. "We did that, and that, and... what is that, Venus?"
Venus made a gesture which Cynthia didn't recognize, but Cammy whistled. "Really? While we were asleep?" The Mawile nodded, jabbered something in pokemon language, and blushed.
"What?" Cynthia sounded confused, and Cammy translated for her.
"It seems my new little sister wanted to know what cum tasted like," she explained bluntly, her voice wavering with suppressed laughter. "So she tried me and Zach while we were sleeping."
For some reason, Cynthia found that incredibly funny, and she was distracted from Cammy by the need to restrain her laughter. It would be all too hard to explain. Unfortunately, that meant that she lost the initiative in the conversation.
"So," Cammy said with the purest of innocent tones, "Can I taste it?"
"WHAT?"
"Can I taste it?" Cammy repeated slowly, as if for a child. "I've tried to taste mine, but it's hard to get enough to really taste."
Cynthia began to refuse almost immediately, but stopped, considering. Cammy had already admitted that she'd had sex with her trainer, though she had revealed it in an offhand manner that suggested that she saw nothing wrong with it-perhaps she didn't, Cynthia thought. If that was true, it was not likely that she was going to corrupt her in some way, and it had been such a long time...
She realized after a moment that her hands were playing with her pubic hair, and that certain parts of her were wetter than they had been a few moments prior. With a sigh of resignation that only barely hinted at her inner eagerness, she shrugged.
"Go ahead," she told Cammy. The second word was barely out of her mouth when the pokemon's blue and black muzzle was planted in her groin, licking at the juices she'd begun to drip at the idea. Cammy's tongue was nothing like she'd thought it would be. It was rough and flexible, but it seemed to cover every inch of her aroused cunt, draining her of moisture like a sponge.
"I like it," Cammy informed her after a moment. "It's kinda sweet."
"Th-thanks," Cynthia gasped. The Lucario's touch had been electric. It had been several years since she'd had the time to have a boyfriend, and a girl's best friend is not a true substitute after a while-especially after she broke it more than a year ago. And it wasn't as though she could order another one, with that creep Lucian looking for her to do anything he could use to undermine her. She hissed as Cammy found her clit, petty worries banished, and her hands clutched at pebbles. Each lash of the other girl's tongue (Cynthia was having more and more trouble perceiving Cammy as "just" a pokemon) brought her closer and closer to climax, and she whined when Cammy pulled back. She heard, dimly through the haze of her pleasure, Venus and Cammy conversing softly in their own languages, and then she felt Cammy move away. She looked down between her legs to see Venus standing there, her maw held in front of her, opening wide.
Before Cynthia's astonished eyes, the teeth in Venus's maw seemed to fold up and vanish, much like the claws on a cat. Before she could react, Venus's maw flipped upward and she darted forward, latching it around her sex. Cynthia made to push the jaws open, but stopped as she felt Venus's huge second tongue on her hot slit. Cammy, having been replaced by Venus, crouched astride Cynthia's stomach. She had discovered a new interest, and she meant to satisfy it.
She touched Cynthia's hardened nipples gently, and was pleased to feel the woman inhale sharply beneath her. They performed much the same function on humans as her own, then. She looked behind her as Cynthia gasped again, not from any action of her own, and saw the maw rippling in a way that suggested Venus was moving the large appendage up and down inside the Champion. She frowned for a moment, the image reminding her of something...
"Mawile panties!" she suddenly shouted, having sudden insight. "It's like she's a pair of panties," she explained to the panting human beneath her. "She's... oh, I'll tell you about it later." Cammy took hold of the soft flesh before her, kneading it like she'd once read about in a magazine. Cynthia winced slightly and she loosened her grip. If I ever learn to write, Cammy thought to herself, I'll sell books about how to have sex with humans. There's so many ways to do it and so many ways to get it wrong!
Cynthia was in heaven. There had been brief pain when the young pokemon had squeezed her breasts too eagerly, but between her now-gentle ministrations and the tongue slipping up and down her pussy, she was nearly delirious with pleasure. Not even her last boyfriend had felt as good, and he had been no slouch in sex. Then she felt another sensation join the first two, and opened her eyes to see Cammy lean down and suck on her right nipple. The blue-black head looked so much like a nursing child that Cynthia couldn't help herself. She wrapped her arms around Cammy and drew her head close to her breast in a cradling gesture.
Cammy nuzzled at Cynthia's chest happily. She was warm and comfortable and the feeling was strangely familiar. A memory filtered into her mind, one that she'd entirely forgotten: a fuzzy image of a gigantic Zach holding her and feeding her from a bottle of formula. It was a happy memory, and she sighed contentedly.
What Venus thought it was impossible to know, but soon Cynthia felt that enormous tongue begin to burrow into her. It stopped just short of actual pain, and withdrew. Then it slithered into her again, and Cynthia discovered her pleasure could go still higher. The insistent pressure inside of her made her clench her arms, pulling Cammy even closer to her, and Cammy took this as a signal to increase her efforts. Cynthia began to moan, a long, steady sound which became higher pitched as she drew closer and closer to orgasm, and then:
She hit it. Her hips bucked as she felt Venus's tongue drive once more into her and then stop. Her vision became blurred and pleasure overrode all her senses. For a few moments, she couldn't feel anything, not the rocks beneath her nor the sun nor the wind, nothing but pleasure. Her hands fled to either side to clench the ground as she lashed. Dimly, she felt Cammy and Venus move away, but she was not so easily distracted from her first orgasm in a year and a half. She caught her breath after a few moments, and heaved a gasp to fill lungs too long empty.
"That was lovely," Cynthia whispered as she recovered. She looked over to see Cammy rubbing her small sex with a damp paw, somewhat inexpertly. She smiled. "Let me help you with that," she said. Cammy was not at all opposed, and at a gesture from Cynthia she stood above her head and lowered herself down to the Champion's face. The sight stimulated Cynthia's energies again, and she found her second wind just as Cammy's pussy was about six inches above her.
Cynthia put her hands around the pastel pink slit, and spread Cammy's nether lips wide to see inside. There was just a hint of redness around the opening, the only sign of what she and Zach had done last night. That assuaged the last of her lingering feelings of guilt. Clearly Zach hadn't hurt her or forced her to anything, and he hadn't, then what she'd done wasn't any worse. To test her newfound resolve, she stuck out her tongue and tasted her new friend. Cammy wriggled and shivered at the contact, but remained silent. To her surprise, Cynthia found she rather liked the taste. It was strong, and she couldn't detect any of the sweetness Cammy had apparently found, but though she couldn't describe it, she could definitely like it.
She took another lick, a longer, lingering one, to make sure. Yes, she thought to herself. Not bad at all! Cammy had had to bite back a cry that last time, almost as a challenge to the woman beneath her, and Cynthia grinned wickedly. Keep trying, little one, she promised. I'm going to MAKE you shout. With new determination she attacked her lover's sex, lashing it with her tongue quickly and hard, each time bringing a short, cut-off cry from Cammy.
After several tries, she found the Lucario's clit, smaller than her own but obviously no less sensitive, and focused her efforts on it. She set her lips around it and sucked very gently. Cammy finally shouted aloud, a high pitched squeal that was delighted and surprised all at once.
Her lover must have been close to orgasm, because a few moments later, Cammy began to buckle against her face. Cynthia wrapped her arms around the pokemon's waist to keep her from falling or smothering her. Juices flowed freely from her slit, and she licked those up eagerly, Cammy's cries at each contact delightful to her ears. As her orgasm subsided, Cammy tilted to one side of Cynthia, collapsing on the ground. She curled up instinctively while her mind attempted to reassert itself.
Cammy serviced, Cynthia made to reach for Venus, but Venus darted backward, gesturing. She punctuated her gestures with short "Maw-mawile" phrases.
"What's wrong?" Cynthia asked, trying to decide if she felt hurt. Cammy, still slightly dazed, translated.
"She says she wants to save it for Zach." Her brow wrinkled and she replied in a few short sentences. Then she smiled dreamily. "Venus wants Zach to be the first to touch her. She says she's going to be his mate and Mawiles can only mate with one person."
"I see," Cynthia replied. She relaxed and leaned back into the grass and pebbles. Now that she was beginning to try, the riverbank felt uncomfortable, but she was not really in the mood to leave just yet. "We should head back to the others," she said without enthusiasm.
"Yup," Cammy murmured, half-asleep. She didn't sound particularly interested in the idea either.
"They'll be worried about us."
"Yup."
"They might come looking for us."
No answer. Cynthia looked over to see Cammy dozing in the warmth of the sun. She crawled close and scooped the Lucario into her lap. Cammy moved slightly, but didn't wake. That quickly, she was already fast asleep. She held Cammy close, looking down at her, like a mother at her child. Cammy even had her paw in her mouth, sucking on it. Cynthia smiled. If nothing else, she told herself, no matter what else Zach said he couldn't claim that she was brooding on revenge and feeling sorry for herself. Venus came and sat down next to her knee, leaning up against her, her maw curled up under her for cushioning.
It was a beautiful day, Cynthia thought to herself. A superb day to be alive.
* * *
I stood, staring at the hole that had replaced Celestic. Now that I was alone (excepting, of course, the ever-present League guards), I was free to allow the tears to run down my cheeks. So many lives lost. I felt a familiar anger well up within me. Many times, I had been forced to subdue my rage and fury at an uncaring universe, in order to achieve my goals or avoid harming anyone. Now, essentially solitary, I gave my passion free rein. The heat felt like a cleansing fire washing over my mind, and as it passed into a dull ache, I felt several decisions finalize in my mind.
"Never again," I swore, firmly. "Never again will I allow anything like this to happen." I looked up into the sky. "Darkrai," I shouted, "I'm going to kick your ass!" The only question, I thought to myself, was how. How does one go about attacking something so powerful that it might as well be a god?
"By allying yourself with another god." I jumped as the voice sounded from somewhere close. I looked around and saw several things which caught my attention. The colors of everything seemed dimmer, that was the first thing I noticed. The second was a Starly, wings extended upward as it flapped across the chasm. That would have been odd enough, seeing as how Cammy's search had failed to turn up any humans or pokemon in the vicinity, but it was also apparently frozen in place. As were the guards standing to either side of me, neither breathing nor moving in any way. I turned entirely around and finally saw the speaker.
"Good morning," Celebi informed me cheerfully. "Well, relatively good, compared to last week. And perhaps, this time, you'll listen to me, instead of spurning my messengers?"
I nodded dumbly. What else was there to do?
To Be Continued.
***Author's Note***
I try to avoid writing notes into my stories, but occasionally, like now, it's inevitable. You will have noticed this story is a bit rougher... not violence, but in terms of polish. This is due entirely to my getting "stuck in a rut" as far as Coordination is concerned; I let myself get too used to narrating from Zach's point of view and so when it became unavailable and I had to switch to third-person, I didn't have a solid plan for it. In future, I will attempt to do so, but since I like most of it, I don't want to chance ruining what I do like to fix the flaws. Also, given that I'm having severe problems accessing the Internet, replies to this episode will go unanswered for several days before I will be able to access them. (I'm using a friend's computer to upload this, and she's giving me several very strange looks all at once.)
My most humble apologies,
Yarid
P.S. As a postscript, I have been getting questions from various peoples on AIM about why Cammy doesn't seem to have the spikes that a Lucario normally does. My theory is, unless I've already written something directly contrary (I've not noticed it, myself), that being an immature Lucario, she hasn't grown them yet. It's even odds whether she'll grow them in future.
"Venus?" I said, my throat scratchy from the cold. She jumped up, apparently not having noticed my stretching and still thinking me asleep. She fled to a corner of the tent and peered guiltily around her leaves at me, holding the false jaws out like a shield. Despite my surprise and sleepiness, I felt obliged to laugh.
"Little one," I said, holding out a hand, "I'm not going to hurt you, you know. You might hurt you, though, if you succeeded in what you were trying to do."
The Mawile slid the leaves to one side slightly and held her hands out, pointing at Cammy. She gestured with one finger on her paw and a fist, miming the finger entering the fist. Not much ambiguity there.
"Cammy is four times your size, kiddo," I explained. "She's big enough to fit. You're too small."
Venus shook her head, the false jaws bobbing gently. She uncurled all but one finger of her fist, and stuck the finger in again, miming its movement in and out. Clearly, she thought, height had nothing to do with it.
"Whasssgoin-yawn-on?" Cammy asked muzzily, sitting up.
"Our newest addition," I observed dryly, "seems to take after her self-proclaimed big sister."
Cammy suddenly noticed the gestures Venus was making.
"What's she doing?"
"Well, I'll tell you, I woke up, and found her trying to push me inside her."
"Isn't she, well, a bit small?" Cammy asked, her voice clearing as her brain clicked into gear. Cammy was slightly slower to wake up than I was, which was typical.
"That's what I said. She's firmly of the opinion that if I can fit inside you, I can fit inside her."
Cammy giggled at my bluntness; usually I'm both more tactful and more easily embarrassed, but the combination of shock and amusement seemed to defuse both for me. Venus nodded suddenly then, and crept carefully up to my still-stiff penis, and made as though to put it at her entrance. She winced as the tip pushed slightly inside.
"Careful!" Cammy said. She plucked Venus off, much to the Mawile's simultaneous relief and chagrin, and held her close. "That's too big for you."
I stood and pulled my jeans on.
"I'm going outside to answer a call of nature," I muttered. "Do something, would you?"
"I'll try," she replied gravely.
A few pints lighter, I returned much less sleepy and much more disturbed. Had our sex last night corrupted Venus in some way? Surely all pokemon didn't have feelings for humans. I expressed that concern to Cammy as soon as I entered.
"Actually not," Cammy agreed. "Most pokemon ab.. adho..."
"Abhor?"
"Abhor, yes! They abhor the idea of humans and pokemon mating. But Venus here," and she patted the Mawile dotingly on the head, "is a lot closer to a human teenager than we thought." She made a so-so gesture with a paw. "I read it in a magazine once," she began, her explanation for knowing anything bizarre. "Human teenagers are almost entirely subject to their hormones. They can't resist the mating urge like mature humans can. Mawile is, I think you'd call it, infatuated with you. Or your cock, at least."
As if to demonstrate, Venus reached out with her paws and started trying to pull my belt off.
"To be honest," Cammy continued blithely, "I don't think she'll stop until she gets what she wants."
"But that would hurt her." I argued. She nodded.
"I'm not sure she understands that, or else she doesn't care."
"That's obvious!"
Venus paused as Cammy gave a small mutter of pokemon language. Venus nodded once and ceased her efforts, but didn't release my belt.
"What did you say?" I asked.
"I told her that we might have to compromise," she admitted. "I'm not sure what that compromise will be, though."
There followed then a long interchange between Venus and Cammy. I sat down after a few minutes, my back hurting from crouching to enter the tent, and Venus had moved from my lap to the floor between me and Cammy.
"That won't work!" Cammy exclaimed once, startled out of pokemon language into human. I looked sharply at her, but she ignored me. Venus seemed to be making a good point, since Cammy paid close attention to her words and gestures before sighing and looking up at me.
"She has... a proposal, you might call it," she explained. Her tone of voice suggested that she knew I would find the proposal bad.
"Oh?"
"Yes. She says that her maw-her false jaw, she means-is as sensitive and as delicate as her real one."
"Oh, no..." Cammy nodded confirmation of my thoughts.
"She thinks that she should get to try once a week to fit you inside her, but that in the meantime, she should get to... uh, the word she uses means an exchange, but she means she should get to suck you off with her maw."
"What am I, some sort of pokeslut?" I asked rhetorically.
"Yes, but you're our pokeslut!" Cammy said with glee. I sighed.
"Do you even know what that means?
Venus blushed and made some sort of comment in pokemon language, which Cammy then translated as "She also says that pokemon have eggs that come out of their... she's embarrassed to say the word, but you get the idea. So they stretch really wide."
It was depth that I was more concerned about, but I could sense a losing argument. Despite Beni's frequent acidic observations, I'm not stupid, and I know how to accept a gracious retreat. Venus bounced up and down as I agreed, doing a sort of spin and dance that made my annoyance feel almost petty. I flinched as her maw came back into view-those teeth were big!
"But," I qualified, "Not this morning. We've got work to do."
Venus gave me a wide double-grin and climbed up my pants leg, hopping from my belt to my shoulder. She sat down in what was apparently established as "her spot." I couldn't help smiling back at her. I've always been a sucker for cuteness.
Cammy began to dress herself-no, I didn't help her, though I was tempted. Like I told Venus, we had urgent work to do. I stepped outside to gather my other clothes, and stumbled to a halt as I saw Cynthia enter our campsite.
"Good morning!" she called, giving not a sign that she was surprised to see me half-naked. For that matter, the tent flap was still open behind me, and Cammy had not yet fully dressed.
"Morning," I replied, a bit too dazed to come up with a more sophisticated response. From my shoulder, Venus waved cheerfully at her.
"Lucian's still asleep," Cynthia confided as I made efforts to resume dressing. "I tried to wake him up from outside his tent, but..." she shrugged, a very fetching gesture to my eyes, and sighed. "I think it takes a marching band to wake him up before noon."
"Usually it would take that much to wake me up, too," I admitted. My brain was beginning to focus as I adjusted to the chill. If Cynthia was willing to treat the situation as normal, I'd have to be a fool to do otherwise. "But the nights are colder when you don't have an Arcanine around."
Cynthia laughed. It was a pleasant sound, I realized.
"I can imagine," she said. She looked over at Cammy and I realized that Cammy had stopped dressing when she'd noticed Cynthia. Cynthia turned back to me, a quizzical expression on her face.
"Bath time," I muttered. It was the only excuse that came immediately to mind. At the cue, Cammy removed her tank top and went hunting for a towel. Cynthia seemed to watch her for a moment, and to me it looked as though she took in every detail of the tent-the rumpled bedroll (one only), my disorganized pack, and Cammy's remaining clothes piled into the corner. The instant that felt like hours passed, however, and Cynthia shrugged.
"I was actually planning on bathing shortly myself; there's a river not far from here that's fairly clear," she explained. I suppressed the imagery with great effort. "If you'd like, I could take Cammy and... Venus?" I plucked Venus off of my shoulder and placed her carefully on Cynthia's.
"I appreciate it," I lied. "It'd be nice to have a quiet morning for a change."
A pillow came flying out of the tent to whack me on the back of the head.
"That's not what you said..." Cammy began, but I grabbed the pillow from the ground and sent it winging back at her. She rolled twice with the motion and sat up, a bit dazed. She gave me a wide, toothy grin. "You catched me!" she said.
"Caught," Cynthia and I chorused.
"Will catch, am catching, have catched," Cammy recited. I had a sudden feeling of deja vu.
"Go with the lady, Cammy," I told her. "I'll meet up with you later. I think I'm going to see if I can't brew some coffee without Beni's assistance."
"Good luck!" she replied. She emerged from the tent wrapped in her training gi and carrying a bundle of clothes and towels for herself and Venus. "Let's go!"
If there was one way Cammy always impressed me, it was with the way she could pick up on a hint and take it miles before she ran down. She didn't quite know why I was so nervous about Cynthia, but she was willing to follow my lead in case it was a problem. She'd ask the questions later, I knew, and I made a mental note to figure out how to phrase the explanation so that she didn't go directly to Cynthia to ask her to explain it too.
I watched the retreating backs of the Champion and my two pokemon silently, and then realized that I was absolutely chilled and I would poke someone's eye out if I didn't put on a shirt. With a slight sigh of resignation, I went to dress. Whatever happened would not be affected in the slightest by my worrying. I did worry, however, though not about them. For the last several minutes, I had been trying to sense Beni in my mind. We had never been so far apart before, and I could always feel her presence in my thoughts, waiting to comment or give advice if she thought I needed it, or just wanted to talk. But there was nothing there. It could just be that she was out of range, but I wasn't sure enough of that to be absolutely reassured by the thought.
I sighed again, and went to go find the coffee pot. Perhaps caffeine would bolster my mood. I had another image of Cynthia, emerging slick from the river, followed closely by Cammy, and fought it down. THAT sort of bolstering, my mood didn't need.
* * *
"Here we are," Cynthia said needlessly. The river wasn't too large. Cammy thought perhaps her understanding of human language might be flawed; she would have called it more of a stream than a river. She went to the edge and peered carefully down. The water was clear, clean enough to swim in at least, without being the almost painfully crystalline clear of treated pools, and the bottom was covered in pebbles worn soft by years of erosion.
"We won't sink," she told Venus, but Venus didn't appear in need of reassuring. With a single gigantic leap, she catapulted from Cynthia's shoulder into the water, and emerged with a splash in front of Cammy. Her false jaws beamed at the Lucario.
"Well, that's one nice thing about being a pokemon," Cynthia observed dryly. "No need to change." She looked around and then pulled out a pokeball. "Garchomp," she called. "I choose you!"
Garchomp emerged from his pokeball with a roar, and Cynthia stroked him once on the head before commanding him to search the area
"Make sure that nobody looks or comes near us," she ordered. Garchomp nodded and took off into the air with a scattering of pebbles and sand. Cynthia turned to Cammy. "You may have no modesty," she observed-Cammy had already begun to strip out of her gi-"but we humans need a little privacy to change." Cammy nodded and began to move Venus and herself away, when Cynthia held up a hand. "I didn't mean you," she explained. "I just didn't want some woodcutter or Ranger appearing out of nowhere and spying on us."
Cammy nodded again. Zach had explained the concept of modesty once when she'd stripped down too quickly to go for a swim, around lots of other people. She watched as Cynthia began to disrobe, idly curious but not particularly interested. Venus seemed a great deal more interested, Cammy noticed with amusement.
Cynthia was fairly tall, perhaps six inches shorter than Zach himself, but far taller than Cammy was. The bulges on her chest (breasts, Cammy remembered suddenly-most pokemon didn't have them) were large enough to hold in both her hands, she gauged, but didn't sag at all. Cynthia had a small patch of blonde fur between her legs, neatly trimmed. Cammy thought the heart shape was adorable, and she made a note to ask Zach if she could try something like that later.
"Well?" Cynthia demanded, noticing her gaze. "Shall we?" She splashed into the nearest part of the river without waiting for a response. Cammy followed more slowly. A part of her mind filed away the image of the naked woman. As far as she could determine, she met all the requirements of a prime female of the human species, and perfectly appropriate for Zach. In Beni's place, however, she felt distinctly protective of her trainer, and so she decided to try some of her more recently-acquired language out.
"Are you a virgin?" she asked. Cynthia seemed to inhale water suddenly, and sputtered for a moment before coughing. Cammy swam over and patted her on the back until the coughing subsided. She'd read somewhere that that would help.
"What... whew..." Cynthia gasped after several minutes. "Why do you ask so suddenly?" She had wanted to tell Cammy that that was personal, but something in the pokemon's innocent demeanor encouraged her to answer questions that another human would have been slapped for.
"Zach seems to like you," Cammy said, consciously adopting Beni's severe attitude. "And Venus likes you. And I like you. But I want to know if you'll be right for him." Having exhausted her stock of serious expressions, she let her face return to its natural smile. "And so I ask! I thought you'd be happier answering a question about your body instead of your mates."
It was so... Cynthia couldn't even think of the word. Cammy seemed to have developed a somewhat skewed insight on human relationships.
"Um..." she stalled, trying to find the explanation she knew she had somewhere. The Sinnoh Champion was never at a loss for words! Never!
"And if you're not a virgin, then you've had mates before, and I can ask about them!" Cammy added. "I want to see if you'd like Zach." She held up a paw.
"How do you know what he's like?" Cynthia asked. Her poise had recovered enough to catch the possessive flavor of Cammy's last comment.
"Because we had sex!" With that, her interest concluded, the Lucario dived under the water. For the next fifteen minutes, Cynthia had to be content with that explanation, because Cammy was far too interested in the water to talk to her. Venus was willing, of course, but after a few tries at interpreting the little Mawile's gestures, Cynthia resigned herself to waiting until her fellow pokemon was ready to continue
After a while, Cynthia emerged from the water and sat down on the shore to dry. She hadn't brought a towel with her-the entire trip had been somewhat spontaneous, born of her curiosity and the other trainer's-his name was Zach, she reminded herself-evident nervousness.
"You'd probably better come out," she called to the two still splashing about.
"Okay!" Cammy shouted. Venus was already making headway to the shore. Apparently, despite being a Steel type, she felt right at home in the water. Cammy was not much slower, however. Cynthia felt her stomach do a flip-flop as Cammy approached her, dripping from the water. Her fur was wet and slicked down from the swim, and she could see the hint of nipples poking out from the Lucario's chest. No breasts, but the small nubs of flesh were certainly there. Her glance flicked downward and discovered that Cammy's pussy was easily visible as well. Cynthia noticed the pokemon was looking at her strangely, and she realized that her legs were spread wide and she was inadvertently giving Cammy a complete view of her own sex. Before she could close her legs, Cammy was between them, staring interestedly at the damp slit.
"It's pink too!" she pronounced, sounding delighted.
Cynthia blinked. Her face started turning red.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I wanted to see," Cammy explained. She didn't take move her eyes. "Much pinker than mine," she added.
In spite of herself, Cynthia was curious. "Really?" she asked. Cammy nodded. She stood and spread her legs. Cynthia looked and noticed that Cammy's sex was a very pale pink, almost pastel. She blinked.
"That's very light," she agreed. "Humans are mostly like mine."
"Zach isn't." Cammy noted.
"Zach is male," came the response, before Cynthia noticed the grin on Cammy's face. The pokemon had made a joke. It was quite unfair, Cynthia thought to herself. Pokemon were not expected to talk. And then, when they did, they made jokes. Most irregular.
"I know," Cammy sighed happily. "Boy, do I know!"
"Did you... really...?" the Champion asked.
"Yup!" Cammy pointed at Venus, whose small paws were at work miming the scene. "We did that, and that, and... what is that, Venus?"
Venus made a gesture which Cynthia didn't recognize, but Cammy whistled. "Really? While we were asleep?" The Mawile nodded, jabbered something in pokemon language, and blushed.
"What?" Cynthia sounded confused, and Cammy translated for her.
"It seems my new little sister wanted to know what cum tasted like," she explained bluntly, her voice wavering with suppressed laughter. "So she tried me and Zach while we were sleeping."
For some reason, Cynthia found that incredibly funny, and she was distracted from Cammy by the need to restrain her laughter. It would be all too hard to explain. Unfortunately, that meant that she lost the initiative in the conversation.
"So," Cammy said with the purest of innocent tones, "Can I taste it?"
"WHAT?"
"Can I taste it?" Cammy repeated slowly, as if for a child. "I've tried to taste mine, but it's hard to get enough to really taste."
Cynthia began to refuse almost immediately, but stopped, considering. Cammy had already admitted that she'd had sex with her trainer, though she had revealed it in an offhand manner that suggested that she saw nothing wrong with it-perhaps she didn't, Cynthia thought. If that was true, it was not likely that she was going to corrupt her in some way, and it had been such a long time...
She realized after a moment that her hands were playing with her pubic hair, and that certain parts of her were wetter than they had been a few moments prior. With a sigh of resignation that only barely hinted at her inner eagerness, she shrugged.
"Go ahead," she told Cammy. The second word was barely out of her mouth when the pokemon's blue and black muzzle was planted in her groin, licking at the juices she'd begun to drip at the idea. Cammy's tongue was nothing like she'd thought it would be. It was rough and flexible, but it seemed to cover every inch of her aroused cunt, draining her of moisture like a sponge.
"I like it," Cammy informed her after a moment. "It's kinda sweet."
"Th-thanks," Cynthia gasped. The Lucario's touch had been electric. It had been several years since she'd had the time to have a boyfriend, and a girl's best friend is not a true substitute after a while-especially after she broke it more than a year ago. And it wasn't as though she could order another one, with that creep Lucian looking for her to do anything he could use to undermine her. She hissed as Cammy found her clit, petty worries banished, and her hands clutched at pebbles. Each lash of the other girl's tongue (Cynthia was having more and more trouble perceiving Cammy as "just" a pokemon) brought her closer and closer to climax, and she whined when Cammy pulled back. She heard, dimly through the haze of her pleasure, Venus and Cammy conversing softly in their own languages, and then she felt Cammy move away. She looked down between her legs to see Venus standing there, her maw held in front of her, opening wide.
Before Cynthia's astonished eyes, the teeth in Venus's maw seemed to fold up and vanish, much like the claws on a cat. Before she could react, Venus's maw flipped upward and she darted forward, latching it around her sex. Cynthia made to push the jaws open, but stopped as she felt Venus's huge second tongue on her hot slit. Cammy, having been replaced by Venus, crouched astride Cynthia's stomach. She had discovered a new interest, and she meant to satisfy it.
She touched Cynthia's hardened nipples gently, and was pleased to feel the woman inhale sharply beneath her. They performed much the same function on humans as her own, then. She looked behind her as Cynthia gasped again, not from any action of her own, and saw the maw rippling in a way that suggested Venus was moving the large appendage up and down inside the Champion. She frowned for a moment, the image reminding her of something...
"Mawile panties!" she suddenly shouted, having sudden insight. "It's like she's a pair of panties," she explained to the panting human beneath her. "She's... oh, I'll tell you about it later." Cammy took hold of the soft flesh before her, kneading it like she'd once read about in a magazine. Cynthia winced slightly and she loosened her grip. If I ever learn to write, Cammy thought to herself, I'll sell books about how to have sex with humans. There's so many ways to do it and so many ways to get it wrong!
Cynthia was in heaven. There had been brief pain when the young pokemon had squeezed her breasts too eagerly, but between her now-gentle ministrations and the tongue slipping up and down her pussy, she was nearly delirious with pleasure. Not even her last boyfriend had felt as good, and he had been no slouch in sex. Then she felt another sensation join the first two, and opened her eyes to see Cammy lean down and suck on her right nipple. The blue-black head looked so much like a nursing child that Cynthia couldn't help herself. She wrapped her arms around Cammy and drew her head close to her breast in a cradling gesture.
Cammy nuzzled at Cynthia's chest happily. She was warm and comfortable and the feeling was strangely familiar. A memory filtered into her mind, one that she'd entirely forgotten: a fuzzy image of a gigantic Zach holding her and feeding her from a bottle of formula. It was a happy memory, and she sighed contentedly.
What Venus thought it was impossible to know, but soon Cynthia felt that enormous tongue begin to burrow into her. It stopped just short of actual pain, and withdrew. Then it slithered into her again, and Cynthia discovered her pleasure could go still higher. The insistent pressure inside of her made her clench her arms, pulling Cammy even closer to her, and Cammy took this as a signal to increase her efforts. Cynthia began to moan, a long, steady sound which became higher pitched as she drew closer and closer to orgasm, and then:
She hit it. Her hips bucked as she felt Venus's tongue drive once more into her and then stop. Her vision became blurred and pleasure overrode all her senses. For a few moments, she couldn't feel anything, not the rocks beneath her nor the sun nor the wind, nothing but pleasure. Her hands fled to either side to clench the ground as she lashed. Dimly, she felt Cammy and Venus move away, but she was not so easily distracted from her first orgasm in a year and a half. She caught her breath after a few moments, and heaved a gasp to fill lungs too long empty.
"That was lovely," Cynthia whispered as she recovered. She looked over to see Cammy rubbing her small sex with a damp paw, somewhat inexpertly. She smiled. "Let me help you with that," she said. Cammy was not at all opposed, and at a gesture from Cynthia she stood above her head and lowered herself down to the Champion's face. The sight stimulated Cynthia's energies again, and she found her second wind just as Cammy's pussy was about six inches above her.
Cynthia put her hands around the pastel pink slit, and spread Cammy's nether lips wide to see inside. There was just a hint of redness around the opening, the only sign of what she and Zach had done last night. That assuaged the last of her lingering feelings of guilt. Clearly Zach hadn't hurt her or forced her to anything, and he hadn't, then what she'd done wasn't any worse. To test her newfound resolve, she stuck out her tongue and tasted her new friend. Cammy wriggled and shivered at the contact, but remained silent. To her surprise, Cynthia found she rather liked the taste. It was strong, and she couldn't detect any of the sweetness Cammy had apparently found, but though she couldn't describe it, she could definitely like it.
She took another lick, a longer, lingering one, to make sure. Yes, she thought to herself. Not bad at all! Cammy had had to bite back a cry that last time, almost as a challenge to the woman beneath her, and Cynthia grinned wickedly. Keep trying, little one, she promised. I'm going to MAKE you shout. With new determination she attacked her lover's sex, lashing it with her tongue quickly and hard, each time bringing a short, cut-off cry from Cammy.
After several tries, she found the Lucario's clit, smaller than her own but obviously no less sensitive, and focused her efforts on it. She set her lips around it and sucked very gently. Cammy finally shouted aloud, a high pitched squeal that was delighted and surprised all at once.
Her lover must have been close to orgasm, because a few moments later, Cammy began to buckle against her face. Cynthia wrapped her arms around the pokemon's waist to keep her from falling or smothering her. Juices flowed freely from her slit, and she licked those up eagerly, Cammy's cries at each contact delightful to her ears. As her orgasm subsided, Cammy tilted to one side of Cynthia, collapsing on the ground. She curled up instinctively while her mind attempted to reassert itself.
Cammy serviced, Cynthia made to reach for Venus, but Venus darted backward, gesturing. She punctuated her gestures with short "Maw-mawile" phrases.
"What's wrong?" Cynthia asked, trying to decide if she felt hurt. Cammy, still slightly dazed, translated.
"She says she wants to save it for Zach." Her brow wrinkled and she replied in a few short sentences. Then she smiled dreamily. "Venus wants Zach to be the first to touch her. She says she's going to be his mate and Mawiles can only mate with one person."
"I see," Cynthia replied. She relaxed and leaned back into the grass and pebbles. Now that she was beginning to try, the riverbank felt uncomfortable, but she was not really in the mood to leave just yet. "We should head back to the others," she said without enthusiasm.
"Yup," Cammy murmured, half-asleep. She didn't sound particularly interested in the idea either.
"They'll be worried about us."
"Yup."
"They might come looking for us."
No answer. Cynthia looked over to see Cammy dozing in the warmth of the sun. She crawled close and scooped the Lucario into her lap. Cammy moved slightly, but didn't wake. That quickly, she was already fast asleep. She held Cammy close, looking down at her, like a mother at her child. Cammy even had her paw in her mouth, sucking on it. Cynthia smiled. If nothing else, she told herself, no matter what else Zach said he couldn't claim that she was brooding on revenge and feeling sorry for herself. Venus came and sat down next to her knee, leaning up against her, her maw curled up under her for cushioning.
It was a beautiful day, Cynthia thought to herself. A superb day to be alive.
* * *
I stood, staring at the hole that had replaced Celestic. Now that I was alone (excepting, of course, the ever-present League guards), I was free to allow the tears to run down my cheeks. So many lives lost. I felt a familiar anger well up within me. Many times, I had been forced to subdue my rage and fury at an uncaring universe, in order to achieve my goals or avoid harming anyone. Now, essentially solitary, I gave my passion free rein. The heat felt like a cleansing fire washing over my mind, and as it passed into a dull ache, I felt several decisions finalize in my mind.
"Never again," I swore, firmly. "Never again will I allow anything like this to happen." I looked up into the sky. "Darkrai," I shouted, "I'm going to kick your ass!" The only question, I thought to myself, was how. How does one go about attacking something so powerful that it might as well be a god?
"By allying yourself with another god." I jumped as the voice sounded from somewhere close. I looked around and saw several things which caught my attention. The colors of everything seemed dimmer, that was the first thing I noticed. The second was a Starly, wings extended upward as it flapped across the chasm. That would have been odd enough, seeing as how Cammy's search had failed to turn up any humans or pokemon in the vicinity, but it was also apparently frozen in place. As were the guards standing to either side of me, neither breathing nor moving in any way. I turned entirely around and finally saw the speaker.
"Good morning," Celebi informed me cheerfully. "Well, relatively good, compared to last week. And perhaps, this time, you'll listen to me, instead of spurning my messengers?"
I nodded dumbly. What else was there to do?
To Be Continued.
***Author's Note***
I try to avoid writing notes into my stories, but occasionally, like now, it's inevitable. You will have noticed this story is a bit rougher... not violence, but in terms of polish. This is due entirely to my getting "stuck in a rut" as far as Coordination is concerned; I let myself get too used to narrating from Zach's point of view and so when it became unavailable and I had to switch to third-person, I didn't have a solid plan for it. In future, I will attempt to do so, but since I like most of it, I don't want to chance ruining what I do like to fix the flaws. Also, given that I'm having severe problems accessing the Internet, replies to this episode will go unanswered for several days before I will be able to access them. (I'm using a friend's computer to upload this, and she's giving me several very strange looks all at once.)
My most humble apologies,
Yarid
P.S. As a postscript, I have been getting questions from various peoples on AIM about why Cammy doesn't seem to have the spikes that a Lucario normally does. My theory is, unless I've already written something directly contrary (I've not noticed it, myself), that being an immature Lucario, she hasn't grown them yet. It's even odds whether she'll grow them in future.