FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Disclaimer: This story contains descriptions of actions of sexual nature between human and pokémon. If you are under aged in any way, feel free to do anything you like to do but do not read this. I do not own pokémon or any of the familiarities used in this story. The pokémon characters used, are used without permission.

Note: English is not my native language. There are bound to be spell and grammar mistakes.

It was midnight. A human in a black suit, with a bright red R, was running. He had a pokéball in his hand. He was being followed by an angry but hurt Dragonite he tried to capture. The pokémon he used in the failed attempt was hurt badly, sitting in its pokéball.

"Damn it! Why did that Dragonite have to be that powerful. That pokémon the boss sent wasn't very helpful either." He has been running for a while now. He was exhausted.

"If you can't help me good enough, I'll just leave you here. Good bey." He threw the ball in the sand, and continued to run. The Dragonite still following him.

A female Flygon saw it all happen, and picked up the pokéball. Curious about what was in it she fumbled around with it. It didn't open. "Well, can't open it? Use an other way." She took the ball with her. She took off and went out of sight...

"Where ... Where am I?" No response.

"Is anybody here?" Still, no response.

"What is this pl.. Aaaaawww." A shot of pain went through him. Still, no response. He remembered he was in his pokéball. "Yeah, right. What's the point in asking, if nobody's here." He thought.

Suddenly the ball opened. He was sucked out in a ferocious wind and light combination. He lay there on the ground, trembling. A soft voice spoke to him. "Are you okay? Speak to me!" He passed out.

"Finally, you're awake. Hi." He tried to stand up.

"No, don't. Lie down, you need to rest. You're hurt pretty badly. My name is Sheila. What's yours?" The female voice said.

"I ... I don't ... I don't know...."

She frowned. "Sure you do. Everyone has a name. I've told you mine, now tell me yours."

"I... My name ... I ... don't know." He said, with a sad face.

"Well ... Okay. You'll think of one. I'm going to get some water. I'll be back in about half an hour." She walked out of the cave.

"Sheila, where am I?" She turned around.

"I'll keep it short. Welcome to the land of heat, drought and sand." She took off, leaving the nameless pokémon behind.

The morning light was shining in his eyes. He blinked a few times. All he saw were some rocks and a lonely Cacnea, standing in the sand. He tried to stand up, holding the wall. He now stood shaky on his feet, a bit dizzy. He looked outside. He saw a large dust cloud coming his way, with a shadow of a Flygon in it. He let himself slide back on his belly. Clenching his teeth on the pain he felt. The dust cloud slowed down, the shadow was now clearly visible. The cloud broke up as the shadow landed. It was Sheila.

"Thought up a name yet?" He shook his head.

"Well. I've met some Flygon, but you're special. Either you're very dumb, or you had a concussion and survived. Either way, you're lucky to be alive." He looked a little angry at the remark she made. He wasn't dumb. But then, what was he? He sunk into his thoughts.

"This is going to sting a bit." He yelled out of pain, hearing his echo faintly a few seconds later. The Cacnea ran off. Scared to death by that yell.

"I told you. You're going to feel better in a few minutes. In the mean time, do me a favor and think of a name for yourself." She went in deeper in the cave, and lay down. Keeping an ever watchful eye on him.

A name suddenly popped up in his head. "My mom used to call me ... Virgil."

"Finally. It took a few hours, but we're going somewhere. Now let me formally introduce myself. Hello, Virgil. My name is Sheila. How are you?" He smiled at her reaction.

"Hi, Sheila. I'm Virgil. I'm okay, I guess." He looked at her beautiful green eyes. Her well formed slim body, and her carefully placed smile.

"You're very beautiful, Sheila." She blushed.

"Thank you. You're nice to look at too. Except for the cuts and bruises and the lump on your head." She rubbed it.

"Ow. Still hurts."

"*giggle* Sorry." She lay down besides him.

"You should rest. I'll wake you up when I've got something to eat." She picked him up and placed him down, deeper in the cave. He closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

***

When Sheila put a berry in front of his nose. Out of instinct he opened his mouth, as he smelled the berry. She giggled and put the berry in his mouth. He chewed on the sweet berry, and opened his eyes. "Thank you." He said, with a full mouth. She put a few berries on the ground, for him to eat. He hastily accepted the gesture and started to eat like there was no tomorrow. She sat down, next to the eating male.

"Its nice to have some company. I've been alone for a long time now." He looked surprised.

"Have you never been seen by any male before? I mean, I don't understand why anyone would resist living with someone as beautiful as you are."

"Because nobody ever came along." He looked amazed by what she said.

"This is a very difficult place to live. Only few pokémon live here. Its hard to find any food or water here."

"And I am eating your food?" She held silent.

"Don't worry about it. I'll find something later on. Night is about to fall. It'll be dark soon. Lets call it a day. Tomorrow I'll show you around." She curled up, and closed her eyes. Virgil stayed awake. What happened to him? How did he get here? Why couldn't he remember anything? Why did Sheila care about him? Why did he feel like he was going to cry? Why did he want to stay? ... Why? ....

"Wake up sleepy. Its time for the desert tour." Sheila said, with a soft voice. He opened his eyes. He felt a weight on his back. He couldn't get up.

"Its about time you woke up." She slid of the yawning Flygon and stood up.

"The sun is starting to rise, we have to hurry if you don't want to cook to death." He stood up, looked around and noticed the beautiful female standing in front of the cave. He smiled and walked over to her. She flew up, whipping up a little dust. She nodded Virgil to follow. He flapped his wings a few times before lifting up too. He followed her to an abandoned set of ruins.

"These are the Nikamew Ruins. When the wind blows you can hear singing sounds come from here. That's where the name comes from. Nikamew means singing in some other language." Virgil looked at the rocks.

"They look like a normal bunch of rocks to me."

"Don't you ever insult this place again! Its sacred." She looked angry at the unsuspecting Flygon.

"Wow, sorry. How would I know. I've been here for only a day."

"Come on, lets go. The air is heating up." She took to flight in an other direction. Virgil followed her blindly. They landed near a flat wall with inscriptions on it.

"This is the inscripted wall. We haven't really got a good name for it, but this one will do. It contains inscriptions of an ancient human civilization that lived here a long time ago. There is a legend that says that, anyone that can read this contains extraordinary powers beyond belief, to be unlocked when the time comes. I personally don't believe a word of it, but maybe ... Just maybe." Virgil stood there with an open mouth, looking at the gigantic wall. The strangest thing was, that he understood some of the characters that were on the wall. He was stunned. Sheila looked at Virgil.

"Virgil? Virgil, are you alright? We need to keep going on." He looked at Sheila.

"Sheila, I understand some of the inscriptions on the wall." He pointed at a few characters on the wall.

"Virgil, don't be so silly. Its just a legend. Now lets go, I have got some important places to show you. Lets go!" She took Virgil's hand and led him away from the wall. He couldn't help but keep looking at it for as long as he could. The temperatures were beginning to rise significantly as they landed near a large stream of water. There were some palm trees adjacent to the stream.

"This is a place where ...*gulp*... you will be going to ...*gulp*... every day, for water. This stream has never run dry yet. Its safe to drink from it." Virgil was already at the side of the stream, drinking from it. Taking in multiple liters of water.

"Of course, you have never been here before. Maybe that is the reason it has never run dry yet." She giggles at her own remark. She saw Virgil enter the water completely. He drifted on his back, downstream.

"This is the life. A nice sun warming you face. Cool water to cool you down. A nice view." She blushed as she saw Virgil's tail hole, while he made the last comment looking at her. He drifted along, keeping his eyes locked on her.

"Virgil, you'd better watch out."

"Whaaaat??" He turned around, now drifting on his belly.

"I said, You should watch out! There is a rock in the middle of the stream!"

"What did you say? ... Aaaaaahhhh!" He yelled as the rock hit his groin.

"Never mind, I got the message." He said in a high pitched tone. Sheila laughed, rolling on her back. Virgil got on land, holding his private parts. Sheila ran up to him.

"From now on, warn me first." He said, still in a high tone, holding his private parts.

"That was exactly what I did. Just a little too late." Sheila said, trying to hold in her laugh.

"I think we'd better walk to the next destination. Its not far from here."

"Good idea. Maybe a little rest beforehand?" Virgil said. "To let the pain flow away..."

"I guess we could stay here for a couple of minutes."

"Thanks." He let himself fall on his belly, still holding his private parts. Sheila lay down in front of him. Their noses nearly touching.

"You look really cute, laying there."

"You think having pain is cute? If that's so, I can make you cute."

"Nice of you to offer that, but I decline your tempting offer." She licked his nose, and stood back up. "Time to go." She helped him get back up, and started to walk away. Virgil followed her, still feeling a little pain from the rock hard encounter he just had.

After a short while, they arrived at a cliff overlooking a forest.

"This is the forest I was talking about earlier. It was once as large as this entire valley, until some of the desert dwellers found it and made it their home. There is still plenty of food to go around, but I don't know how long it will last. It is shrinking, little by little, as pokémon eat the berries the trees produce to reproduce themselves." She jumped off the cliff, slowly gliding down. Virgil followed her, also gliding down. But a little faster than she did. She landed with a soft touch on the ground. Virgil landed a bit more noisy, as he lost his balance and fell on his chin.

"This really isn't your day, isn't it." She helped him up on his feet again, and walked towards a large tree in the center of the forest. She stopped a few yards away from the tree.

"This is the biggest, strongest and oldest tree in the entire valley. It is a home to many bug and grass type pokémon. And it gives masses of fruit every spring."

"It is also a good place to play hide and seek. I hide, you seek." He flew off into the tree. But soon sped out as fast as he could.

"Maybe not such a good idea." Sheila now saw why he said that. A big swarm of Beedrill was following him.

"Could you help me out for a moment? I would appreciate some help." He turned around in mid air, still flying away from the Beedrill, and he started to charge his Flamethrower. He fired it and hit a few Beedrill. The majority of the Beedrill still flying at him, with their spikes locked and loaded, ready to do some serious damage. Sheila flew up next to him and fired her own Flamethrower. It was a little smaller than Virgil's, but it still knocked out some Beedrill. Their Flight was stopped for a moment, before they decided it would be better if they went back to the tree. Virgil sighed in relief. He thanked Sheila by licking her on the nose, before flying off towards, what he remembered as, her cave. She overtook him, flying in the correct direction. Virgil followed politely and silently went to fly next to her, grabbing her hand, and holding it, as they flew.

It was getting dark when they arrived at the cave. He was till holding her hand. He was beginning to like her very much, and he knew the feeling was mutual. They kept looking at each other. After a few minutes, Virgil finally got the courage to say something.

"Sheila ... Would you ... Would you like to be my mate?" He started to blush a little. She giggled.

"I was waiting for you to say that." She took his head and kissed him full on the mouth.

"But not yet. When my heat comes, I'll be ready for it." He looked down, a little sad by the answer he was given.

"Don't be sad. It won't be too long." He gave a forced smile. He walked over to a part of the cave that was given to him, and he took to sleep. Sheila couldn't resist but to lie down besides him, wrapping her arm around him. Closing her eyes, and going to sleep like Virgil did.

She was rudely awakened as she felt something hard and big forcing an entry inside of her. She screamed out loud from the pain of the forced entry. She looked at the culprit. It was Virgil! He was forcing his large cock inside of her, making her scream of the pain and delight that came from it.

"Virgil, why are you doing this?"

"I'm not Virgil. That weakling isn't worth that name." A considerably deeper voice than Virgil's said. She noticed the facial difference. The eyes were much more narrow.

"Now hold still, or I'll cut you in pieces." He held one of his sharp claws before her eyes.

"That Virgil lover of yours won't want to see you in pieces now, would he." The voice said. He continued to push his unwanted cock inside of her.

"Then who are you?" She yelled.

"Think of me as a twin brother of him. I'll always be wherever he is. I'll live whenever he lives. I feel what he feels. I touch what he touches. And what he touched a few hours ago I liked very much." She let out an other yell, as he pushed his inside of her again.

"I'm Gilvir. Nice to meet you." He growled as his pleasure rose. He continued to ram his cock inside of her.

"Whoever you are, STOP IT! It isn't funny."

"Why should anything pleasurable like this be funny. Its obligatory." She was immensely surprised by what he said.

"Good, hold still. I'm coming." She yelled out in fear as she felt a warm thick fluid enter her body.

"Yes, this was what I wanted. He found a good girl." Sheila was struggling, but couldn't do anything to stop him. He was too strong. He let out a loud growl as he pulled himself out of her. Still shooting out little bits of cum.

"You be a good girl and stay here. Don't do anything stupid." He let her go, and walked out of the cave. Panting a little. Sheila was panting also, but she couldn't do a thing about what just happened. She was raped by her new best friend. She lay down, exhausted. She closed her eyes again, hoping it was a dream. She heard loud shouts coming from outside. She didn't care anymore. She was betrayed. She fell asleep, still hoping that everything that just happened, was just a dream.

"Noooo! What did you just do!!"

"I gave her a little pleasure, like you wanted, ... Bro."

"Noooo!! I never wanted this!! You're not my brother! Get out of my head!!!"

"You'll never be able to part with me, bro. Face the facts."

"Get out of my head!!"

"You'll never get rid of me as long as you live. I'm part of you, bro. Face it!"

"Never!! Get out of my head!"

"You and me are tied together! You can never get rid of me. NEVER!!"

"Noooooo!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" He rammed himself against the rock wall, knocking himself and the evil voice out.

***

Sheila woke up. The sun shone in her eyes. She blinked a few time to get adjusted to the light. She looked at her side. No Virgil. She was beginning to think her dream was real. Did it really happen? No, not Virgil. He was probably just going for a drink at the stream, or gathering a few berries at the forest. She went outside of the cave, she was quite hungry. She was going to take off, towards the forest, until she saw a big pile of rocks. It wasn't there the day before. She then saw something that looked like the tip of the tail of a Flygon sticking out under the rocks. She ran over to the pile. She picked up a few rocks and put them next to the pile, on the ground. After a few rocks, she saw Virgil's face.

"VIRGIL!!" She ripped off a few rocks before she remembered what he had done. She stopped immediately. She couldn't forgive him for what he had done. She wanted to let him suffer, under the rocks, but her caring nature got the better of her, and she continued to remove the rocks from Virgil. He was still breathing. Unconscious, but still breathing noisily. He had cuts and bruises all over him. Sheila lifted his bleeding body inside the cave. She treated his wounds the best that she could. She then left off to get some water and food for herself and Virgil. She thought about what happened the night before, what he had said. Somehow it wasn't Virgil that was in his body. She couldn't explain, but she had the feeling he was someone else. His behavior sure was different from what she had seen before. She decided to put this thought on hold, as she was taking care of him. She cleaned his unconscious body of all the dirt and blood, and looked at him from a small distance.

"Virgil, what is wrong with you. Why?" She went back further inside, and sat down to have a bite.

"Where is the pokémon I gave you?" A very strict voice said over the telephone.

"I'm sorry, boss. That weakling lost a battle. I threw that weakling of a pokémon away in its pokéball."

"You did WHAT!! If you don't get that pokémon back, you're off the team. Good luck!" The phone was violently banged on the horn.

"Gees. That guy really needs to chill out. Well. Better get going then." He put the phone on the horn, took his change and walked out of the phone booth. Back to the desert.

"Now. Where did I put that pokéball?"

His shirt, with the big R, was ripped in several places, his pants nearly ripped in two. He shivered a bit, It was getting cold outside. Maybe he should go to a pokémon center. He turned around his ripped shirt. Hiding the big R, and went towards he nearest Center. If he got caught, all would be over. He would be off the team, in jail, and his pokémon taken away. Maybe even for life.

Virgil woke up. It was very cold and dark outside. He looked around. He didn't see Sheila. He wasn't surprised. He knew what had happened, but he decided to keep silent, for Sheila to ask him. He kept looking outside, thinking about what he could say when Sheila asked him. He only knew her for a few days, but he already was very attached to her. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"Sheila ....."

When Sheila woke up, she saw Virgil with his face turned to her, eyes closed. She was a little angry at him. She wanted to know why he did it. Why he raped her. What it meant what he said during it. Why his voice changed. What happened to his nice personality.

"Virgil, I want to know something. Virgil, wake up." He woke up. He gave her a quick look, then faced the other way.

"I want to know why. Why did you do it?"

"I.... *sigh* ... I will tell you, but only if you keep silent. It's a long story." She nodded and sat down in front of him. He sat up, let out a small sigh and started talking.

"You know that every living being has got a personality. You've got one, most humans have one, even the Cacnea from a few days ago has one. But sometimes its different. Sometimes people have got more than one personality. That is called Schizophrenia."

"And you've got that, right?"

"You said you would be silent... *sigh* .... Yes.... The person that did all that was my alter ego. He did give you his name, right?"

"Yeah, he said his name was Gilvir. What is it with him?" He let out a sigh.

"He's my evil side. As far as I am nice, fun to be with and so on, he is evil, not nice and so on. He.... He's .... He's not me. He may be inside of me, but he's not me. We're different. Please try to understand. I don't want him in me as well, but I don't know what to do. He just overpowers me somehow."

"I knew it wasn't you. It was too rough to be you." She gave him a lick on the nose.

"Can you forgive me?"

"What is there to forgive, you did nothing wrong." She hugged him. He returned the hug.

"Thank you... You really are, the nicest person I've ever met." She let go of Virgil.

"It's getting late. We've got to get some food and water. Its nearly midday."

"You know, Sheila... I love you. I would never do anything to hurt you." She gave a smile in return to his words.

"If you think I'm going to go easy on you because of this, you think wrong. You still have to get your own food and water, lazy boy." She stood up.

"You'd better come with me. I wouldn't want you to do such a thing again, even when I'm not around." He stood up and came walking next to her. They took off, together, on their way to the forest.

***

A few weeks have gone by. The bond between Virgil and Sheila became tighter. Gilvir did show up a few times, but she did what Virgil told her to do if it happened. Knock him out.

Life wasn't bad in the Desert. Virgil and Sheila always went out together. Where it towards the stream, to have a drink, or to the forest to gather some food. They always went together or not at all. They did see a few other Flygon in the desert. Mostly couples, but also a few lonely females. It was a custom between the Flygon to have only one mate, so Virgil didn't come very close to them. Even though he was a special person, one with 2 personalities, Sheila didn't allow him. They tried to make friends with them, but they got into trouble with one very protective and aggressive male. They left him alone, and went on with their own lives, until...

Sheila woke up. It was early in the morning. This wasn't the usual time she woke up. She felt a demanding wave of pain flow through her from between her legs. There were juices leaking from between her legs. She wasn't glad with what was happening, but she knew what it was. It was her heat. She suddenly had a flashback from what happened a few weeks earlier. She didn't want that to happen again. Never. She felt so much pain from it. An other wave of pain flowed through her. She clenched herself. Letting out a small yell. She stood up and tried to walk further into the cave. Leaving a small wet trail of her love juices. She lay down at the back of the cave. Hoping the feeling would pass soon.

Virgil woke up. It didn't even take him a second to notice a strange smell in the cave. He didn't see Sheila laying next to him as usual. That felt a little strange to him. He knew something was not right. He saw the trail of fluids going down the cave. He followed the trail, going deeper inside the cave than he had ever been. When he reached the end, he saw Sheila, laying there, clenching herself between her legs. He saw a little puddle beneath her.

"Sheila? Are you alright?"

"Noo, what does it look like? Like I'm having fun?"

"Can I do anything for you?"

"Yes. Go away, and leave me here, or you can grab you dick, and put it inside of me."

He was very surprised by her reaction. But seemed interested at the second option.

"Okay. I'll do it." He took another sniff of the smell of her heat. He instantly became more aroused. He already was a little aroused by the strange smell he noticed. He didn't know why, then. But he knew all too well by now. He came lying next to her. Faces locked at each other.

"Go ahead." She took her claws away from her vaginal regions and gripped Virgil at his back. Letting a small amount of her love juices flow out of her as she did. Her wet claws were rubbing Virgil's back, urging him to go ahead. He positioned his member in front of her wet entrance, and slowly pushed it inside of her. She moaned at the feeling of the soft piece of blood filled skin entering her pulsating and demanding hole. He closed his eyes, and pushed in further. He let out a large moan as his member was hitting the 'half way in' mark. Sheila was already having the time of her life. It was much more enjoyable than with Gilvir, Virgil's alter ego. She moaned, feeling the soft skin of the rock hard member sliding over her insides. Virgil was starting to feel resistance coming from the narrowing tunnel inside of the moaning female. He continue to push in further letting the female yell at the delightful feeling of her soft insides being pushed aside by the throbbing member. It started to leak pre-cum, filling the female with an other lubricant. Making it easier for Virgil to push in further.

He stopped pushing in when he hit the end of his long pole, and he started to pull out to about halfway. He moaned at the delight and pleasure emanating from the pole moving in her tight cavity. He was speeding up, getting into a continuously repeating loop of pushing in and pulling out. Slowly getting into a slow rhythm. Moaning at each thrust he gave, speeding up the pace. Sheila was moaning in ecstasy, the feeling of the large cock softly touching her soft insides, too much for her to handle. Virgil moaned in unison with her as he felt his reproducing-organs prepare for the point of no return. He sped up the pace some more, as he was moving to get his cock to touch every fiber of Sheila's cavity, increasing the pleasure of both. Sheila was yelling at the wonderful feeling of an orgasm. Her muscles tightening around Virgil's cock, begging for deeper penetration, as it squeezed out a bucket worth of love juices, onto Virgil's crotch. Starting the sequence of events that would make Virgil scream like a girl, from the extreme pleasure he would get from it. Virgil's own muscles started to tighten. Squeezing a tremendous load of his cum into the waiting cavity of the female. She moaned at the feeling of this white, sticky fluid spreading around, and filling every space left in her ever tightening hole. The pace started to slow down. Virgil was pretty worn out from the exercise he had just done, the pleasure he had received, and the pleasure he had given. Virgil stopped. Completely drained from his energy.

Sheila however didn't want to stop. She gathered every bit of energy she had left, and moved around to sit on Virgil. He was bearing her full weight, lying on his back now. He passionately kissed her on the mouth, as she started to move her rear end up and down. Letting the mixture of salt seed and sweet juices wet his belly. He let out a moan. It was all feeling so good to him. He was absolutely sure the feeling was mutual, as she moaned as well. Feeling the still hardened cock moving in and out of her sensitive insides. She yelled a little as she felt an other wave of liquid pleasure flow right out of her. Encompassing the long cock, pulling it further into her. The wave of love liquids was flooding his belly. Wetting the floor around them.

She stopped as she felt the wonderful feeling fade away. She didn't want that feeling to ever go away, but she had to let it go. She let go of herself. Letting her wet body fall on his love juice covered belly. Panting like never before. She slid off of him, noticing he was barely able to breath. The cock was slowly retracting out of her, going back to its hiding place. Her heat was all gone now. She smiled at the feeling of rest inside of her body. Only smiling, because it was the best she could do. Panting like she was.

"I see you would ... *huff* ... want to do ... *huff* ... this again sometime." Virgil said, panting.

"Hell yeah." Was her reaction. It put a smile on his face. He stood up. His energy partially restored.

"Come on. Lets get ourselves some water. It's getting dark in here." He offered his hand to her to help her stand up. She took it, and stood up besides him, still panting a little.

"I am quit thirsty." They headed out the cave, and onto the stream. On their way to a nice refreshing drink and maybe a bath.

***

The sun was shining high in the sky. Temperatures reaching over 40 degrees centigrade. The stream was still full of water. They dove into the water, drinking and washing themselves as if they were synchronized swimmers.

"I could keep doing this all day. Refreshing water, cleaning all of my scales." He was blowing bobbles in the water. A small bubble appeared from under his tail.

"Whoops, sorry." He was blushing a little. She was giggling at the sight of all this. She started to blow bubbles of her own.

"Mine are bigger."

"Sure not. Let me show you how it's done." He neared her, took a deep breath, and dove beneath her. Breathing out as much air as he could. She laughed at the tickling feeling of the bubbles rising around her belly.

"Feels good, huh?"

"Sure does, thanks." She kissed him on the mouth, for a few moments.

"Okay, lover couple, time's up. Its our turn now." A large male Flygon and his mate appeared from behind a few bushes. He dove into the water, splashing Virgil and Sheila right in the face.

"Well, what are you waiting for, get out." The male said.

"I didn't know there was a time limit on the use of a public stream. Get used to sharing, because that is just what we are going to do." He turned to face Sheila again. "Now where was I."

"On your way on going out of the stream. Its that simple. I'm not used to sharing anything with anyone but my mate. And I'm not planning on changing that soon. Now get out before I'll hurt you." Virgil got a little mad at what the male said, but he chose to let him be and avoid a fight.

"Come on, Sheila. Lets let this idiot have what he wants." He stepped out of the stream. He took a quick glance at the male, before helping his mate on shore as well.

"If its a fight you want, you can have one." The male got out of the water, standing in a battle ready position.

"It's not a battle that I want." He turned around, and walked away.

"What is it? Are you chicken?" He started to make chicken sounds. Virgil's face took a turn for the worst. It was a look all too familiar with Sheila. Gilvir's. It gave Sheila a quick look, before turning around facing the battle ready male.

"Stay there. I'll be dealing with you later." His deeper voice said.

"You want a fight? Then lets get on with it. I'll start." He ran up to the male with on of his claws glowing. The male was a little startled by the sudden outburst of aggression and the voice change. But it wasn't hard for him to dodge the attack. Gilvir continued with a Iron tail, but that missed too. He tried to retaliate with an Iron tale of his own. Gilvir caught the Iron tale. He took hold of the tail with both claws and threw him at a Palm tree. He fired a Flamethrower at the male Flygon. The Flamethrower hit the male and burned him fiercely. He charged with an other Dragon Claw. Sheila interrupted by hitting Gilvir with a mega Punch, at the place Virgil pointed at to aim at when things got out of control with Gilvir, right under his chin. Knocking him out nearly immediately.

"You alright?" She said, looking at the burned male.

"Get out of my sight." She took an angry look, but turned around to help Virgil's body unconscious body.

"Why are you still with him?" She looked at the Male's mate.

"Because I had no choice. He was the only one around." She walked over to the angry burned male.

"Sorry, Mordecai. I wasn't able to help you." She tried to help him up.

"Thanks, Glain." He looked over to Sheila again.

"What are you waiting for. You want me to kill him? I'll gladly do it for ya." Sheila picked up Virgil's body and took the Flygon away.

"Next time we meet, We'll fight." She was really pissed off, as she took off. Slowly flying further down the stream.

So Mordecai was his name. She was wondering what it was ever since she first met him, about a week ago, on their way to the forest, trying to make friends with them. She knew, the female, now identified as Glain, was completely in his control. She took pity in Glain. A female being controlled by a power lusting male. She felt like Glain was a disgrace to all females. Letting herself be controlled by a male. She could fight back you know. She didn't get any relief from her answer either. Like having a mate was something you can't live without. Sheila had been living alone from long before she met Virgil. She was perfectly fine with it. Well, maybe not perfectly, but she lived with it.

"Eh, Sheila? I really like being held like a baby like this, but I would like to know where you're going?" She stopped in mid air, snapping out of her thoughts. She saw Virgil looking at her, with his cute face. Looking like a big baby, the way he was laying in her arms. She didn't recognize the surroundings. She was way off course. She landed. It was a part of the desert she didn't know.

"Would you please let me go now?" She let go of Virgil. He fell to the ground.

"Oof. Thank you." He stood up, dusting himself off.

"Do you maybe know where we are?" She asked him, expecting an answer opposite to what he gave.

"Somehow, I do recognize it. But I don't know why." She stood dumbfounded.

"I really don't remember why, but I do recognize it. The forest, I think, is that way." He pointed towards a large rock-formation. It looked faintly like a broken rainbow. A broken in the middle, seven lined, Grey rainbow. They flew over to it.

"I've never seen this before." She touched it. Nothing happened. She saw something that looked like the big tree.

"It's the forest!" She looked at a staring Virgil. He was looking at the broken rainbow.

"Let me guess, you've seen it before. Didn't you." He continued to stare. She went over to him.

"Come on lets go home." She took Virgil by the hand, and nearly dragged him from the formation. Heading towards the forest. She flew up, closely followed by a now 'normal' Virgil. She saw Glain taking care of Mordecai, by the side of the stream. He was still pretty heavily burned. She knew Glain could easily overpower him now, but she just took care of him, like Sheila did with Virgil when she saw him for the first time. She started to remember those times. She looked at Virgil and smiled. Virgil didn't know why she did that, but he returned the smile. They were now heading for their cave. Longing for the place they called home.

***

Four months have past. It was slowly getting harder for Sheila to move as a small bulge started to appear on her belly. Faint heartbeats emanating from it. They made friends with nearly all couples and lonely Flygon in the neighborhood. Their lives were happy and full of good things. But some bad thing as well. The Rocket, the man with the big red R on his black shirt, was getting close to finding out where Virgil was. Astoundingly, he wasn't thrown off the team yet. His debt growing by the day. He was searching the entire desert for the pokémon he threw away. He already had found the pokéball. And he had trained the pokémon he had with him by fighting with the pokémon that lived in the desert. His work was starting to bear fruit. He knew the desert very good and he was trying to be a rocket again. Stealing novice trainer's pokémon. He had seen a few different Flygon, but he knew they weren't the one he was searching for.

Virgil was at the stream. Getting water for his beloved Sheila. She was nearly unable to walk anymore, let alone fly. He learned how he could transport reasonably large amounts of water without spilling too much. He had to make a few outings a day to fulfill her needs for water and food. He didn't like having to leave her alone so many times a day, but he knew it had to be done. After all, she was bearing his child. Virgil put the improvised bowl inside of the water. The water gathering in the middle of it. It was his fourth journey to the stream this day. He was getting tired. He saw one of his friend gathering water as well. His improvised bowl was leaking water like a sieve.

"It isn't working very well, is it, Jean." He yelled at the male.

"No it isn't. Its very stressing." He looked at his own, water filled, bowl.

"Here take mine. I'll make a new one. Go make your mate happy." He offered his bowl to the male.

"I... I can't take it. Sheila needs water too. I'll find an other way of getting her water." Virgil took Jean's bowl right out of his hand and put his own in it.

"Just take it. I'm a little tired, and your actions are not making my mood any better. Take the bowl, fill it, and give it to your mate. I'll make a new one."

"I.... Okay. Thanks. I really needed that. If I went home with no water, I would be in a lot of trouble with her." Virgil was smiling.

"Not as much as I will be in." He turned around and took a few big leaves from one of the palm trees. He saw Jean taking off. He knew Sheila wasn't going to like what he did. She was waiting on him to get her some water soon, and it would take him a couple of hours to make a good new bowl.

A few hours went past. It was getting really dark. The moon was now the main source of light. Virgil was getting drowsy. He was nearly finished. Just a few stitches more, and it would be finished. He filled it with water. No leaking. He was proud of what he had just done. He took off towards the cave. Fearing for his life. When he arrived, he saw Sheila sleeping. Thank god. He put down the bowl, and lay down for some rest of his own.

It was morning before Sheila woke up. She noticed Virgil with a bowl filled with water with a layer of ice over it. It was a brand new bowl. She crawled over to him. Giving him a lick on the nose and a kiss on his head. She took the bowl, broke the ice, and drank some of the cold water. It tasted very good to her. She set down the half-full bowl and lay down next to Virgil to get some more rest. Trying her best not to disturb the snoring male. Her belly had a very large bulge in it. She felt it wanted to come out, soon.

Virgil woke up from the sunlight, temperatures already starting to rise. Sheila also woke up. "You're late."

"Yeah, sorry about that. Jean needed some help with his mate. I gave him the bowl and made myself an other one. You should have seen his bowl. Holes bigger that pieces of gravel." He tried to laugh.

"You know I made that bowl some time ago." She didn't smile, but didn't look mad either.

"Yeah, sorry. But mine isn't that bad, is it?"

"No, it's okay. But it still gives a 'new' taste to the water."

"I'll get you some new water." He picked up the bowl, and walked to the entrance of the cave. He took off, heading towards the stream.

"He really tries to to care of everyone as best as possible. He's a guy of your dreams." She thought. She closed her eyes, waiting for his return.

On his way to the stream, he suddenly started to think about the inscripted wall. She said that anyone that could read the signs contains extraordinary powers beyond belief, to be unlocked when the time comes. He started to wonder if he might have some connection to it. He did understand some of the signs. He continued on his journey to the stream. When he arrived, he saw that the stream was getting low on water. That was strange. Yesterday the water was pretty high. He filled his bowl and took off again. He flew a bit upstream, hoping he could see why the water was so low. He didn't see anything strange. He changed his directions and flew over to the cave.

When he arrived, he put the bowl in front of his female.

"Sheila, the stream is running low on water. I don't know how long it will last. Do you maybe know what is going on?"

"Rain season is coming. It always happens. In a few days it should be raining as hell. The back of the cave will be our personal swimming pool." She smiled.

"Does that mean that I don't have to get you any water any more?"

"No. By that time, I would be able to do it myself again."

"Anyway, I was thinking. About the inscripted wall."

"Yeah, what about it?"

"When you took me there the first time, it told you I understood some of the signs that were on it. I want to go there."

She was a little startled by what he said. "Right now? Why?"

"Because I want to know more about it. You can always count on one of our friends, remember. They are always willing to help when they can. Trust me." He stood up.

"Don't count on me to come back before sundown. I'll be sure to be back before you wake up in the morning."

She didn't like his decision one bit. She wanted him to stay with her. Especially during these hard times. She didn't say anything. She knew he didn't like leaving her alone either. This must have been pretty important for him. She let out a small sigh, and looked at Virgil as if saying, 'I don't like it, but go ahead'. He took off.

"Be careful! I don't want to have a wounded Virgil in here."

"I will!" He yelled at her, speeding up towards the inscripted wall.

The Rocket saw Virgil fly towards, what he knew as, a stupid was with small pictures. He recognized the Flygon and followed it.

Virgil landed in front of the wall. He hadn't seen the Rocket on his way there. He just stood there. Looking at the strange pictures. He simply understood what stood there. He started to quote

"Though who art reading this, be warned. Behind this wall, a pokémon with immense strength lies. We have hidden it, locked it away. Because our people were being killed. Our houses destroyed. Our crops trampled. This pokémon was destined to destroy, kill and murder. We could not kill, nor murder this pokémon. We paralyzed it, and locked it away, to never be set free again. After we locked it away, sand started to come. The water went away. The sun burned more fierce. We left our town in fear of death, for one hero to stay behind and guard the pokémon."

The original row of pictures stopped. A new one started further on. Implying someone else continued the story.

"I have been here 15 years. The town has vanished. The river nearly run dry. My dearest friend has taken care of me for as long as he could. He brought me water and food. From where I don't know. He has gotten kids. And I helped him to raise them into what he was, a true friend, an honest friend. Always ready to help. May he rest here in peace." He suddenly stopped reading as he felt a wave of energy surround him. He turned around to see the Rocket taking him back into his pokéball. His eyes narrowed, but it was already too late to do anything about it. The ball shook shortly, before coming to a halt.

An evil smile appeared on the Rocket's face. He started to laugh.

"Finally. FINALLY!! Finally I have found you! After 5 months of searching, I HAVE FOUND YOU!" He was now laughing maniacally.

"You thought you could escape me! Hahahaa! Think again!" He started to jump, holding the ball into the sky. His laughs could be heard miles away.

"The boss is going to like seeing you." He laughed....

To be continued.....

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