"I am sorry you were not meant for this cruel, cruel world." 

His ribbons fluttered in the small breeze atop of Mount Thunder. Grass green tendrils that had a line of blue, followed by a fork of two points in orange. He had only heard of an assailant, Grumpig, from passing Plusle and Minun fleeing for their lives. In truth he always intended to simply let nature be, but the truth of the attack stirred his heart and forced him to the top of this abandoned peak. 

Noct, Nocturnal, a Sylveon in shape alone. Their color was a twisted affront to the creature that evolves by love, with dark blue replacing the warm pink, a pale that took over the cloud white fur, and glowing red eyes that could pierce stone with a glare. Though he was Alpha in size, he took the title of "Apex Predator" and nothing in his neck of territory could deny the claim. 

He looked down upon the ghostly pikachu, Amare, and noted that the motionless entity was surely dead. The madness and violation forced upon them was enough to destroy anyone's body and soul. Only resting in peace could ever heal a spirit in such chaos. How long will it take for your soul to be well enough to reincarnate? Noct turned away from Amare and began to walk away. 

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Noct's ears twitched and he immediately stopped. He turned back to the Pikachu and noticed their eyes just, ever so slightly, twitch from strain and horror. "So it's up to me..." He said, looking as the Pikachu took a small breath of nightly air, "...if they live or die." The Sylveon made his choice and rushed back to the little Pokemon. He wrapped his ribbon-like tendrils around the Pikachu and quickly darted over to the lip of the mountain summit. He jumped down and galloped along the slopes, intent on reaching a place known only to a few...and a place only he was aware of. 

For him it would be but a few minutes. Not too long to reach a sacred grove where legendaries have been sighted. He sought only one who could truly restore a ruined body such as the Pikachu's. 

It's been a long time since I've acted to save someone... Noct thought, as he darted down the slope and into the forests. ...Ever since that day...I simply stopped caring about everything... The Sylveon ran past trees, bushes, berries, and other nightly Pokemon. ...So why has that rumor of a monster beckoned me to a summit where thunder sleeps? Is this your doing Arceus? The glow of his eyes could be seen in the dark, flickering past others as one free ribbon collects whatever berries he can from around him. After all, a healer doesn't simply work for free, nothing is ever free. ...If this is the reason, then I hate you even more. For you valued the life of one over another. 

He finally stopped at the edge of a pure lake, setting the ruined Pikachu into the waters. Dried flakes of strange white substances cracked off and evaporated from existence. Green ectoplasm seeped out of wounds, and vanished as well. Eventually the spirit of the forest had been awoken, and materialized in front of Noct. 

"...Suicune." 

Indeed, the spirit of the forest was Suicune. The beast was slim, quadrupedal like Noct. Yet everything else was different. Suicune was blue with white diamond-shaped markings. It's face and underside were white to match it's beautiful markings. A mane cascaded from their head, thick, purple, majestic. It represented all things pure and heroic. 

"I've heard of you, Apex Sylveon, your legend grows as do rumors and myths surrounding your creation." Their voice was a calming wind, a gentle breeze, flowing from their mouth to the ears of the corrupted eeveelution. "What have you brought into my pure waters, why taint them so?" 

"It is bold of you to assume I did this to spite you. I have come with a plea and an offering for your aid. To mend this weary body of theirs and restore their spirit." 

Suicune walked forward, along the surface of the lake's waters, and stood above the broken Pikachu. 

"It is...like you in a way...different from nature's intent...What is their name?" 

"I don't know. All I know is that they were left to die on top of a mountain, and that they had saved a Plusle and Minun from a most harrowing fate." 

"...The rotted scent of dried semen tells me that this one took their fate as his own...sacrificed so the little ones could live." The Suicune lowered it's head in reverence of the Pikachu's bravery and selflessness. "I'll do what I can to help mend their worries. However it won't stop whoever did this to them. The berries you brought will not be enough of a payment. If you wish for me to aid the Pikachu here, you will bring the one responsible to justice." 

"..." Noct looked down at the Pikachu, and felt something twist in his chest. "I accept your terms Suicune. It'll take some time to find the culprit before they strike again. However I won't rest till I find them." 

"Your word is enough, I'll begin immediately. Do you have a safe place for this one to rest?" 

"There...is someone I know who will take care of them. A female Vulpix, name is Ruby Gems, she lives near where I make my domain. Mention my name to her, and she'll take care of the rest." 

"You know how?" 

Noct lowered his head. "She was the first I ever saved." 

"So be it." 

The Sylveon turned to leave, heading away from the edge of the waters. Suicune began to focus their power into the waters to let the Pikachu mend it's injuries. "By the way Noct. This is only a guess, but there have been light tales of a Ghostly Pikachu working with a Charmander in a Rescue Team. They mostly take on C-Tier rescue tasks. If this is indeed the Pikachu in question, it might be Amare, and the Charmander's name is Anton. They'll be looking for this one. It could be a good place to start." 

Noct blinked and darted back into the woods. 

"..." 

"..." 

"......Good Luck....Max."



Amare's eyes flashed open. He took a deep breath and found himself in a place far different than what he had last recalled. The memory of being abused by that brute of a Grumpig were still fresh in his mind, though the pain had, thankfully, long since vanished. Instead of being on the summit of Mount Thunder he was inside the cottage belonging to someone far more loving than what he had been through before. The walls surrounding him had lavender flower motifs, with the only light being that of the sun in it's zenith (afternoon.) The Pikachu could hear the sound of pidgeys outside, chirping a tune that spelled a world without fear of monsters. Amare, however, knew better than that. 

The ghostly pikachu had snow white fur with glowing green accents on the tip of his ears and stripes on the back. Amare's cheeks were black circles that aligned perfectly with two perpendicular lines of shadow running up along his forehead and down to his cheekbones. The scelra of their eyes mimicked the green accent on his ears, with ocean blue irises and the same green occupying the pupils. 

His gear was made specific to him, symbolizing the supernatural tone of his form. A dark amulet tethered to a leathery black collar. Spiked wrist-cuffs that guarded his veins from assault, and piercings in more places than just his upper lip and left ear. 

Despite the events prior to this moment, he had felt somewhat at home. Perhaps it was the warm sun, the cool breeze, or the song of pidgeys. Whatever the reason he had found a haven of peace within the world. This place... He thought ...This is the place I want to protect A small inkling of expression, resembling a weak smile, grew upon his snout. Despite all the cruelty, he was still himself. 

Knock knock knock 

The door slowly opened, as a quadrupedal entity stepped into the home. It was a Vulpix, no bigger or smaller than any of their peer. Only this one had ruby red eyes that were both passionate and gentle. One would think crimson gazers would symbolize power or evil intent, however for this one it was simply the visage of pure warmth and care for those that surround them. 

"Ah!~" a gasp escaped the Vulpix's mouth, as the door shut behind them. "You are awake!" Her voice was just as loving as her gaze. She stepped closer to Amare and sat down on her hind legs before him. "Thank goodness you're okay...You've been cursed with a terrible fate." She proclaimed. 

"A terrible fate?" Amare asked. 

The Vulpix tilted her head a bit, unsure if there was something else to reference. "Oh! Um, I didn't mean to...I'm sorry. I thought you had...Er...I mean..." Her cheeks began to blush. She leaned back a bit and put her right fore-paw over her lips. It revealed her lighter tanned chest fluff, that ran down her underside. Her head shook a couple times before she returned to looking at the Pikachu. "It's just I've never seen a Pikachu with such exotic colors...Then I noticed parts of you had been glowing green and I realized...you were...ghostly." 

Amare gasped and shook his head. "It's alright. Honestly I thought you might...have...er...been refering to...how you found me." 

"I didn't...I didn't find you, it was the leader of this place. He found you on top of Mount Thunder. He didn't say what happened, only that it was a fate he wouldn't wish upon his enemies....Oh! Sorry, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Ruby Gems!" 

"Ruby Gems~...That is a very lovely name." Amare looked out one of the windows, finally able to get up from his spot on the bed. His eyes scanned the outside and found that a small community of Pokemon were all hustling and bustling in the world. "...Wow...It reminds me of the Pokemon Square back home." 

Ruby nodded, smiling wide. "Uh-huh! Noct had everything organized similarly to that place!" 

Noct?... Amare had heard that name before. It was someone deeply disturbed, enough to be wanted. However he couldn't quite put a figure to the name. Who was that Pokemon? Noct... 

He couldn't remember, and even if he did remember it wouldn't behoove him to sour the title of one who saved his hide and his soul from oblivion. "He must be quite generous to allow everyone to live here." 

Ruby giggled and got up onto the bed, right beside Amare, looking out into town. "He spends a lot of time being alone. Though I don't think he's a breeder, just someone who works by himself." 

Amare blinked and got down from the window. "I'm...sorry, did you mean brooder?" 

The Vulpix blinked and gasped, putting both her fores to her mouth. "Oh Arceus...did I say something else?" 

There was a small silence, before Amare chuckled in a nervous tone and rubbed the back of his head. "Well...you said "Breeder." 

A line of static crawled up the fire-fox's spine as she bounced off the bed and damn near retreated from the home. If it weren't a single roomed cottage she would certainly of fled into another section of the home. "I'm sorry! It's...Er...I can't really..." She clenched her teeth and let out a defeated sigh. "...Truth is for the longest time I've been in heat. I thought that it was simply me crushing on others for no reason, but it's this rampant feeling down below that won't let me stay focused on important things." 

"Yeah, I get that. A friend of mine, a Charmander, had that same problem. Got stuck indoors during a rainstorm and just couldn't do anything. Thoughts flooded in and just...well...one thing led to another~" 

The Vulpix's ears flicked upward as she gasped in surprise. "You mean you bred a Charmander? Was it hot?" 

"Well, he topped me~" 

Ruby put her paws to her mouth and felt warmth flood her cheeks. "That is incredible, you are such a great friend for helping with their horny problems." 

Amare nodded, proud of his work. "Well, I should head back home. Surely Anton and Kura are freaking out about my absence." The chu jumped off the bed and began to head towards the door. 

"Wait!" The Vulpix cried, standing before the door. "I uh...Erm...If you're...uh, up for it, could you help me with my state of being? I feel like having a womb full of Poke-eggs would help relieve all this hot mess I'm in." 

The ghostly pikachu rubbed the back of their head and put their other hand over their hip. "I mean, I appreciate the offer but I'm not ready for kids and stuff." 

She shook her head to his response. "I'll take care of them, I just need this feeling to go away. Please~" 

Amare looked up and down the Vulpix, letting out a sigh as he nodded. "Alright, as a Rescue Team Member I swore I'd help anyone with their problems. Even one like this." 

Ruby's royal red eyes began to shine as she bounced over to a nearby, purple-felt beanbag chair. She jumped onto it and kneaded out a small area, rolling onto her back, and finally presenting her already wet sex towards the chu, who took the invitation with resolve in his eyes. 

It's my duty to help everyone! He thought as the ghostly chu jumped toward her and planted his two smaller hands up her hind legs. He opened his maw and exposed a slobbering wet, glowing green tongue. It grew and elongated, it's tip dangling down to tease and tilt the vulpix's c-spot. The tongue continued downward and pushed its way through her inner walls, easily bypassing whatever reservation she might have had beforehand. 

However the Vulpix didn't have a singular thought about resisting. Only that she enjoyed the fullness of her guest's oral gift. She put her fores up to her chest and began to puff in small gasps from being filled with the chu's ghostly appendage. "Aah...Amaaare~" She said, tongue hanging just over her lower jaw's teeth but not quite out of her maw. 

Amare pressed his entire face up to her warm lips and used his morphing green tongue to spread her open, preparing the Vulpix for a supernatural delight. Each and every lick and lap at her insides was purposeful, exposing her ravaging need for someone to breed her. 

Finally, with a smug smile on his face, Amare pulled his tongue out completely. The swift motion of his glowing green taster retreated into his maw, locked in place like a normal tongue should be. He crawled over-top of her and pushed the Vulpix's legs upward, looking down into her big red eyes. "Ready?" 

Before the Vulpix could answer she felt a well-endowed member push into her pussy. It's warm, pulsing flesh sent vibrations through her form. It made her uneasy, in a way that brought her good tidings. Oooh~ She thought This little chu is going to impregnate me, I'll have his Poke-Eggs~ She folded her fores up and howled out into the cottage space around them. "That...Thats the s...spot! H...Harder Little Ghosty Chu!"  

Amare took her words to heart and clamped up onto the Vulpix, letting his own legs splay out as his hips did most of the work. Each rack of his body pushed his glowing member into her form. The fire-type being a soaking inferno, clamping down on the pikachu's length, he could hardly stay composed. "Ww...Whoa...I...It's so hot and tight. I feel like I could cum any moment!" 

"Yeees...Do it, fill me up little guy!" She murmured, eyes forming bright red hearts as the ghostly Amare's knot started to push against her vaginal lips. "S...sink it in~!" 

The pikachu wrapped his legs around her and rolled himself on her faster, with more force on his knot, stretching the Vulpix's mound of fur and sex to accommodate for the space. "A...Almost there!" Amare said, as the Vulpix reached up with her fores and wrapped them around the Pikachu's shoulders. 

"Yes YES!" 

Both of them, in unison, felt the pressure arise and reach it's breaking point. As a fluster of heat and pleasure mixed together and allowed the Vulpix to feel her Chu's warm fluids to pump into her womb. She felt each one find their mark, and that unrelenting pressure and heat that had overtaken her had finally subsided. The Ghostly Pikachu looked down at the Vulpix and realized that he had bred a fire-type Vulpix. Her body was full of his seed, and would no doubt give way to healthy poke-eggs. 

"W...Wow Ruby that was....amazing~" 

"I...Ifff....aaaa...I...Nnngg..." 

Amare began to pull back, letting his knot tug on the Vulpix's entrance till it finally popped free. He wobbled back, a little fatigued, and shook off his arousal. "The agreement?" 

"D...Don't worry your little heart Amare~ I'll...t...take good care of them..f...finally~" The Vulpix's eyes became little black swirls as she was lost in her own relief. Free of the heat that plagues even the most fiery of fire-types. 

"...I uh...Need to get back to Kura and Anton...let them know I'm okay." 

The vulpix waved him away. "Y...yeah....g...go a...ahead and g...go~" 

Ruby heard the front door open and close, as Amare made his exit. The Vulpix turned and laid over the beanbag chair, now covered in sweat and spunk. Her fores wrapped around it and held the big chair tight. 

"G...Good Luck, Amare~"



"Aaaamaaaaarrrreee! Aaaaaaammaaaaaaare!" 

Anton looked left and right, scratching the back of their head as they haven't seen their ghostly pikachu friend in quite some time. The Charmander was quite confused as to the disappearance of his friend. His steps led him through some of the rescue team camps, even a power plant, but found nothing resembling Amare. 

Defeated, but not about to give up, Anton began to head towards the Poke-Square and ask around for any information about his friend. 

He entered the square, taking in the smell of fresh produce from the merchant's stalls, and began to inquire further with some of the townsfolk. While getting a breakfast berry from the Kecleon brothers, he heard that they talked briefly with an albino Typhlosion. The color description was enough to remind Anton of a very rainy night, and filled his cheeks with a little color. He paid for his berry and headed off to meet up with his big Typhlosion friend. 

It wasn't difficult, just a little past the bank and toward the camp registry, surely enough he saw the upright Hisuian standing upright towards the coast...just peering into the ocean line. Anton wobbled over to him, standing at his side, and stared out over the horizon as well. "...You too?" The Charmander muttered, feeling the warmth of that night follow him here. 

The Typhlosion sighed and felt water in his eyes fill. "I...I sensed Amare's spirit fading from this world. I rushed to where he could be but...he was gone. I have not been able to feel is presence...I...I think he's...he's..." 

Anton shook his head and let loose his right palm against the Hisuian's side. "No, Kura! I refuse to believe he's gone! There would be something he left behind! His bindings, his collar, did you find any of those?" 

Kura snapped out of his gaze and looked down at the little mander, finding warmth and fire in the little lizard's presence. "No, but they could have simply been-" 

"Then he isn't gone! No one in Fluffeh Palz is dead until we see, touch, and confirm!" The mander proclaimed, stomping his right foot on the ground in command. His resolve was unbreakable, in this moment, as he stood up tall and grabbed the Typhlosion by his hand. "Lets go! We'll search the old fashioned way!" Anton began to drag his friend, bigger as they were, and caused the Typhlosion to stumble towards the Charmander's path forward. 

Though Kura wanted to stay and look upon the spirit world he couldn't help but feel ignited by the passion of Anton's blind optimism. He began to understand why Amare left Fluffeh Palz in the command of this small Charmander. Though he's small there is a massive flame within him. Kura began to step in tone with the mander, holding onto his friend's hand firmly. "Anton, where are we going to search first?" 

"He picked up a rescue mission from the guild, an S-tier, at Mt. Thunder. Recently reports indicate something intense happened there. No chance Amare missed it." Anton, with these words in his heart, decided to drag his large friend through the square and back into the woodlands. His intent, burning with a need to find Amare, fueled his body and he made sure to look everywhere, up and down, for any clues along the way. Eventually the mander would let go of Kura, and begin to search for tracks or trails that could lead to Amare. 

The Typhlosion smiled a bit and looked around some brush and undergrowth for clues. He wanted a distraction from Amare's disappearance, and didn't want to believe the worst. As he looked around a twinge of curiosity filled him. "Hey Anton, you seem much more...assertive...today, any particular reason for the change?" 

The mander popped up from one of the bushes and shook his head. "I've always been this way. I will accomplish my goals and my dreams will be real!" Such radiance coming from confidence was enough to help ease the hearts of the downtrodden Typhlosion. "I will achieve world domination." 

"...huh?" Kura murmured, as he felt the playfulness of the mander's disposition slip under the pretense of him being a demonic ruler. "W...World Domination?" 

"Well..." Anton started to say, thinking on how to elaborate, he knew it sounded a bit extreme so he wanted to clarify. "...I don't want to be a bad person...I want to be a good person, tame this world gone bad...I mean...I like things such as berries, and want to share those with everyone I can. Can't share berries to everyone if I don't stop all the bad guys who actually rule the world. When they are gone there will be a vacum-" 

"Vacuum." 

"-Thanks~ Vacuum in authority. Can't replace one evil warlord with another one..." As the mander continued to ramble off about how his plan would work, Kura felt...warm inside. Anton wasn't someone who hated others, who hated the world, and didn't hold any grudges. The mander simply wanted to share in all the good things he ever experienced. Which made the rainy day tomfoolery sit a little uncomfortably in his stomach.  

Eventually the two reached Mt. Thunder, and looked upon the peak's glory from the ground below. "I got a letter today that the Rescue Organization has locked this place off from inhabitants, due to a villainous Pokemon. No one has any clear reports, and witnesses are few. The fainted pokemon, that recovered, had lost all memory of what happened. It's highly likely that whatever was here was a Psychic type." 

Kura looked down to Anton. "I've heard similar stories in the town square. The acts of the aggressor are far more heinous than anyone could have known. Anton, what we find in there might be too much...are you su-" 

The mander started to walk into the mountain's ground entrance, a cave system for the mighty Zapdos to oversee. He stopped to readjust his backpack and flicked his silver bell. "We're coming Amare...I promise!" 

Behind the mander was the Typhlosion, steeling himself for what could be a damming truth. He shut his eyes, braced his heart, visualizing the body of his beloved ghostly chu, and opened his eyes in full. "I will not leave you all alone out there Amare" Kura whispered this promise to the winds and stepped into the cave system. 

However not a few moments within the cave and the Charmander was already stopped, staring into the abyss before him. "It's...It's the blackest dark I've ever known." Anton admitted, curling his tail to use as a torch, the mander wasn't too sure of what he would find...only that he hoped the body of his friend was still filled with a playful, mischievous soul. "Do you smell that in here Kura?" 

"Yeah, it smells like-" 

The sudden shift of air presented itself, courteously, with a problem both of them had on their hands. Soft and pained whimpers coming from the corner of the cave, the bottom floor, an innocent soul resided. Anton knew that any survivor of what happened here would have to have information on Amare, so he rushed towards this living Pokemon. 

"Anton! Wait!" 

Kura began to chase after the only light-source in the cave. He jumped over puddles of strange liquids on the ground and vaulted over two rock formations to catch up. Finally he reached the mander and looked down to what it was that Anton ran after. 

A survivor. 

Snared by rope, Gagged, Bound, upon the ground was a defenseless Grumpig. Their eyes were nearly ready to burst in red, as tears streamed down their face. It was like they expected to die, but hoped for more. Anton reached out with his claws and slowly began to chisel away at the bindings. "It's okay, we're the rescue team Fluffeh Palz, we're not going to hurt you." Anton said, nodding to the Grumpig and keeping a small smile. 

Kura couldn't help but notice that the Grumpig was slightly aroused, producing a slight twisted member underneath the bindings. However he watched them try to hide it, no doubt from shame, and keep looking at the mander. 

Once finally ungagged, the Grumpig let out a gasp of air and coughed out a white liquid. Anton and Kura could identify it as spunk, no doubt from the villain who had harmed so many others. The mander pulled his backpack out and produced a cloth from it's satchel. He began to wipe away the mess from the Pokemon's lips, under his chin, and around his face. "Who did this to you?" 

They looked up into Anton's eyes and nearly wept an entire river. "F...f......five.........five......" A number, all they could say, before nearly shutting down from shock and exhaustion. 

"...Kura we have to get them to safety." 

The Typhlosion felt something within him stir, as he raised his right brow and gathered his infernal flame to his collar. "Have you seen Amare anywhere?" Kura asked, letting his flame slowly wrap around his own neck. 

"A....hhh....." The Grumpig grumbled, before he wiggled in his bindings. "N...no..."  

Anton looked over his shoulder at Kura, blinked, and then back at the Grumpig. "Sorry, we've been looking for our friend." The Charmander went back to getting rid of the ropes, one by one, as a sudden purple glow started to gather under the bindings. "Huh?" Anton felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist, and yank him off the ground. 

Kura hefted the Charmander several feet away as the space within the Grumpig suddenly exploded in a mass of psychic energy. 

"KURAAA!" 

The Typhlosion slid out of the energy with several burns over their body. They let out an exhausted sigh as the flames on their collar had protected them from the brunt of the explosion. 

"Kura! Are you alright?!" 

"That was expertly deflected." said the Grumpig, a voice much more stable than before. From the roaring purple energies a creature stepped forward. A Grumpig, surely, looking normal to the naked eye. However both Anton and Kura could see pure evil within that flesh. "I expected nothing less from a being who can sense the very soul of another." 

Anton's eyes glazed over the Grumpig and he called out to him. "W...Who are you?!" 

The Grumpig dispelled the flash of purple power and smiled. "You don't need to know my name, you won't be able to say it...with my hands around your neck and my cock down your throat." 

Kura furrowed his brow and grit his teeth. "Monster...YOU are the one who has been tormenting this Mountain! Because of you the master of this place has restricted themselves to the sky, you disgrace their temple!" 

Only a tilt of his head, as the Grumpig looked over at Kura with a hunger. "Zapdos? Ever since that day...when an Eevee and Charizard beat him in a fight...Zapdos has not returned. I suspect it is seeking something...but nevermind that. I'm pleased to see that Amare's friends have shown up to join his spirit in the afterlife~" 

Anton flinched and stepped back a bit. "No! Amare is not dead! He-" 

The Grumpig held up one digit to silence the mander. "A snow white Pikachu, green accents, black trails? Did you really think that he was just hiding here somewhere? Perhaps just sitting in the back waiting to jump me? I left him in a puddle of his own ectoplasmic essence...and filled up with my own~" 

The Typhlosion bore his fangs before the Grumpig, conjuring more flames to his collar. "You...YOU...!!!" 

"Trust me, I loved watching you three, on that night, when you all just laid together and fucked till the storms went away. I had to have those two little ones, little mander, little chu, have had my juices flowing to take you all into my world~ Then I watched you and the pikachu with the Goodra...he was so certain both your names...and he was also so lovely~" 

Anton's jaw nearly dropped off his head, his heart starting to race as all those private intimate moments were being watched by this deviant. "No...No no no...No no no no no..." 

Kura, on the other hand, was not shocked nor surprised. He was absolutely livid. His eyes flared open like the gates of the underworld as his body began to strain from all the infernal flame he was keeping within his form. 

"I left the little pika up on the summit, rattle rattle rattle, for the scavengers to eat him alive...no more mousey~" 

The Typhlosion's restraint finally snapped as he let out a howl which rumbled the very mountain itself! It's call haunted the spirits of those who rested in peace, and burned like hellfire within his soul. He pulled all the flame into his palms and clasped them together to create a Hyper-Beam of pure Infernal Flame. 

The swirling purple and white flames created an orb of power that burst forward in several beams that converged into one larger blast. It cascaded forward and directly struck the Grumpig. Kura crushed his teeth together and continued to charge up energy. The blast had subsided and revealed that the Grumpig used some kind of mental barrier to keep himself from harm. 

"Oh yeaaah, that's the good stuff. Look at all that rage and hatred. It's making me all giddy inside!" He began to gather purple energies into a singular beam, something strong, something wicked. The Grumpig was readying a Psycho Cut, but one that looked to be larger than any normal attack. 

Any normal Pokemon who unleashes a Hyper-Beam needs to wait before they could move again. However Kura's vengeance demanded that he continued to pour more and more power into his offensive. This wasn't just about revenge, it was about stopping this monster, it was making the target a bloody smear on the ground, it was about wiping this devil from the face of the Poke-World. His Infernal Flame converged along his collar, one by one, with unholy orders: 

KILL HIM, BLEED HIM, BURN HIM, AND BITE HIM. DASH HIM, FLAY HIM, RIP OFF HIS LIMBS, AND... 

...submit to him~ 

Kura had flinched, which led to the Grumpig letting off his attack first. A massive blade of psychic energy shot forward towards the Typhlosion. 

Stepping in front of his friend, Anton dug his feet into the ground and began inhaling air. Soon as his body was filled with air, and a need for justice, he unleashed his most powerful Flamethrower. A continuous jet of bright orange flame that burned all the puddles around them into ash and held back the Psycho Cut just long enough for Kura to unleash his second Infernal Flame Hyper-Beam. Both attacks collided, with the cut spreading both blasts in two parts. 

Kura felt fatigue settling into his bones, it wouldn't be long before his physical shell gave out. He needed to do something...something quick! He looked down to his mander friend, knowing that the lizard wouldn't be able to hold out forever either. 

Anton clenched his claws into his palms, his foot claws into the ground, and unleashed every last drop of power within his body to keep the flames alive. Even if it cost him, he would not abandon his friend! 

"My power is super effective against ghosts and fire-types! You stand no chance!" 

With the two straining their lives, they felt the presence of another behind them. A familiar face called forth a special purple energy before them, and let it hover before them as it began to charge into a sparkling green bolt of psychic/lightning energy. 

"Sorry I was late, there was a little problem with a Vulpix I needed to take care of...Lets show him what Fluffeh Palz can do~" Amare said, wiggling his chu tail in beside Kura. 

The three felt themselves awaken, as they pushed with renewed strength. 

Anton's tail-flame grew double in size, Kura's collar of flame roared like a gateway to the underworld, and Amare's Psycho cut shined brilliantly with an unimaginable green glow. The three pushed their attacks in unison, obliterating the Grumpig's singular cut and rushing towards the Pyshcic-type. 

He put up his barrier, but it cracked before the roar of the rescue team. For a brief moment he caught a glimpse of the three together, haunting his perverted eyes before he was blown away completely. A flash of light, followed by an explosion of powers, the cave was going to collapse. 

Anton nearly fainted, falling back onto Kura who was unable to move. "W...we did it..." 

Kura smiled and watched the entrance to the cave start to collapse. "Yeah...w...we did" 

Amare, who could have ran, decided to stay behind and hold onto his two friends. "Lets.....lets go...on one more...rescue mission..." 

The three held onto each other, and closed their eyes. A job well done...

"Wait..." Anton said weakly "...we can just teleport out with my Rescue badge." 

This revelation forced Kura and Amare's eyes wide open, with the sound of shattering glass. 

"YOU MORON!!!" 

A sharp light blue glow enveloped them all, as the rescue badge retrieved from his satchel had pulled them out of the collapsing cave system. 



"Never scare us like that again, Amare!" Kura shouted, having only recovered a slight amount from his fatigue and injuries. 

It had been a few days since the showdown with the Grumpig who assaulted Amare, and the trio was still in bad shape from all the power they had converged together. Save, however, for Amare. 

The ghostly Pikachu was far more rested and prepared for battle than the others, so he could do more of the tasks that required manual labor. Though the small stature of the white furred rodent was limiting, it didn't hinder much of the mundane cleaning that needed to be done around Anton's home. 

Anton retreated to his personal lava pool, behind the fireplace, to mend his injuries. Ever since using an awakened flamethrower he had lost his voice and was doing what he could to relax. Amare tried a couple times to reach him, but going into molten rock was not something his ability of etheral-walking could allow. At least, not currently. 

"I'm sorry Kura, I was busy helping a Vulpix, Fluffeh Pals always deploys!" Amare chirped up, moving over to his big Typhlosion bro and giving him massages over his lower back and around the hips. "Not gonna lie, you were amazing against that Grumpig. Very handsome, Very strong!" 

Kura wanted to object, but found that the chu's hands were kneading out his torn muscles. He felt like he could deflate into a single ply being, so he relinquished any thought of resisting the chu's loving care. "It's not that...There was a time where I couldn't find your spirit...I was so scared." 

Amare stopped. 

"I stood over a cliffside...I...I was ready to leave this plane...to join you in the beyond...Amare I was..." Kura grit his teeth and held back a fountain of tears. He knew if he continued he'd be unable to stop...

...Amare, however, understood. 

The ghostly pikachu floated over to his bro's side and snuggled up under his right arm, holding onto the Typhlosion as much as he could. "Oh Arceus...I'm so sorry Kura...I...I didn't think you lost me like that..." 

With his bro close, snuggled into his fur, Kura wrapped his sore arms around his little bro and hugged tightly. "I...I'm happy to hear after your attack you were still willing to help others...you are too good for this world. EHehee...Just imagined you as the stalwart chu you've been destined to become, defending a poor Vulpix from the evils of this world." 

Amare's eyes widened as he recalled just what he helped the Vulpix with. "Eheh, yeah...We at Fluffeh Pals Deploy!" 

"Who did you end up having to fight off?" 

The chu twitched "Pardon?" 

Kura looked down to his bro and smiled, his eyes relaxed. "Who did you have to fight in order to save the Vulpix?" 

"OH...I...Uh....The....um....................s........t....ork?" 

Anton lifted his head above the lava pool and shook off some molten rock. He began to crawl out when...

"YOU WERE GETTING YOUR DICK WET?!" 

The shouting of the ghostly albino Hisuian made the ground in the home shake. The mander felt a ringing in his head from the sheer volume, reaching up to hold his noggin and fall back into the lava.

"I didn't know you were uninformed! I thought that the Sylveon would have informed you both of my condition!"  

Kura's expression of frustration and anger soon shifted into curiosity, as he inquired further. "Sylveon?" 

"Yeah. He was different from others. He was more jagged in appearance, with ribbons that were green...big red eyes too. The Vulpix mentiond having a crush on him...but he was the one who found me on the summit of Mount Thunder." 

The Typhlosion became more concerned, as he watched the Charmander return from the lava pool, he began to recall what he knew of the individual. 

Anton hobbled over to the two, and smiled. "You two alright?" He asked, finding their concerned expressions to be worrying. Before he could say anything, he found Kura to be explaining the situation. 

"What I'm about to tell you is a story that Wiscash once mentioned. Some of the details are speculatory, and I'm sure there are truths untold and falsehoods printed as fact...but here is what I know...His name is "Maxil Nocturnal, the Apex Sylveon." 

"Apex?" Anton inquired. 

"Sylveon..." Amare muttered. The pikachu only vaguely recalled seeing this "Nocturnal" when he was on death's door. However the blistering red eyes was something he could not forget, before the darkness consumed him that evening. 

Kura nodded. "He is big, like an Alpha, but his power is on another level entirely. Some claim that he haunts a specific part of this world, and those who wander into that zone are never seen again." 

Amare looked deep within and tried to sense the spirit of this "Nocturnal" but found that such a being could not be sensed in this manner. Either by some kind of ward, or another form of protection. 

"What caused him to evolve into such a powerful Sylveon?" Anton asked, his eyes were focused on the Typhlosion...wanting answers to questions within. 

However Kura sighed and simply shook his head. "I couldn't tell you, don't think Wiscash can either. All we know is what he looks like, and his name."  

The Charmander looked down into the ground, trying to think of what could cause such an evolution to occur. Sylveons are normally of Love and Care, only Eevees who want to love and support someone they've bonded with can become Sylveons. He pondered it some more and then let it sit in his mind for a bit. 

"We do know that he is incredibly powerful. If his strength is something that can ferry me off a mountain to a safe place for healing...He must be fast." Amare said, rolling so his back is to Kura's belly. "But he ain't got anything on my big bro...if that psycho shows up here, we'll beat him up like that Grumpig!" 

Kura chuckled and wrapped his sore arms around his little chu bud and hugged tight. "I won't let him get ya." 

Anton looked back to his friends and smiled. "Nothing can beat Fluffeh Pals!" 



