Dragon's Heart Ch. 4

Story by Dr1ft3r0I on SoFurry

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#5 of Dragon's Heart


Battle of the Soon-To-Be Ex's

"Okay, so let me get this straight Dad," Comet said as he was walking down the halls of the Sky Pillar, his voice raised more out of annoyance than anger, "Arceus, the Alpha Pokémon who basically created the universe, wants me dead because you think that I'm a part of some crazy prophesy? Why in Giratina's disgusting, wart-ridden-"

"Comet, let's not describe my older brother's body parts in detail, I'm sure we are all fine not knowing what he looks like for now," Ray interrupted his son before the teen could finish his soon to be profane description of a certain area of Giratina's body. "Arceus believes you to be a threat mostly because he was never awake in the heroic days of humanity and doesn't know what to expect from you. The bloody twit also decreed early on that none of us Legendaries, with the exception of Mew, were to have young with any off the 'lesser' creations of his. Too bad for Arceus that Mesprit is known as the being of emotion. And the last time I checked, love was an emotion," Ray smirked as he finished speaking.

"Okay, but could you please explain to me what the heck Dialga meant by getting me armor?" Comet asked his father. Ray closed his eyes, his mouth bent in amusement.

"Comet, when you saved that girl, what happened?" the man asked the teen.

Comet raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Um, I had the kid in a bear hug when the semi reached us." Ray just looked at him expectantly. Comet continued. "But then this green energy field popped up in front of us and stopped the truck." Comet couldn't help but remember the way that the truck crunched around him and the girl...then the blackness that overcame him seconds later.

Ray nodded. "Okay, that was a minor Aura Shield that you made," he told Comet. "Right now, even a light Aura Shield would be enough to knock you out." Comet bent up his left eyebrow. "So, what Dialga is talking about is a solidified layer of Aura that acts as armor," Rayquaza explained, "The energy used to create it isn't much, and once done, well..." Ray looked up as he scratched his head.

Katya decided to break her silence. [Well what?] The vixen asked the former Legendary. Ray went back to talking to Comet as if the Zoroark wasn't there. "Comet, don't ask me to explain this, I can't, but, once made, your armor will then materialize when you will it." Comet's eyebrows went sky high. "It goes into some other dimension that none of my siblings have access to, and it is almost completely idiot-proof." At this last comment, Ray had his eyes closed as he flashed a cheesy anime-like grin.

The reaction to that comment was not as Ray expected. The Zoroark that was (secretly) in love with Comet decided to do the Pokémon equivalent of cracking her knuckles. Comet simply gave his dad a relatively neutral glare, arms across his chest. Ray sighed.

"Okay, so it isn't idiot-proof, but it does go into some other dimension when you're not using it. The armor doubles as a way to focus your Aura into something usable, and that's why it's so damn important."

Comet nodded. "Okay, but, just how exactly do I get it? I'm pretty sure I just can't get a suit of armor-"

Comet was interrupted by his father. "It actually doesn't have to be a suit of armor like back in the medieval period. It could look like anything you want. But to make it, you simply have to concentrate all of your Aura into what the armor looks like, how it feels, and just how damn heavy it might be."

As the trio approached the entrance of the Sky Pillar, Comet's face twisted into an expression of thoughtfulness. "Hmm, I think I can do that," he muttered, not exactly talking to anyone in particular.

//

On a small island north-east of the Sky Pillar, a Skarmony landed next to an ominous looking figure, dressed head to toe in a tattered white cloak, the face obscured by a hood that blocked out the sun. The figure didn't turn its head as the Skarmony chirped back its report on what it had seen.

[Rayquaza and the boy are at the Sky Pillar, as Lord Arceus predicted. Lady Dialga was also there, for reasons unknown. There was also a Zoroark with them. Lady Dialga went back to her realm a few minutes after they arrived.]

The figure nodded. "Good. Continue to monitor them, and when the time is right, eliminate them. Except for Rayquaza. He must watch what happens to those who defy Lord Arceus."

The Skarmony nodded in confirmation and took off, leaving the figure to listen to the wind and sea.

//

Back at Fortree...

Meanwhile, the rest of Comet's Pokémon worried about his general state of health, and, after just watching the four o'clock news, where he was in general, unaware of what was going on with Comet's mother. Milo was actually not sleeping this time; ever since Comet rescued him from being captured by thugs, the Mightyena was fiercely loyal of Comet, but not quite to the extent as Katya. Cale was trying to remain calm as he searched all of the...criminal websites on the internet for Comet's whereabouts, and Kira was just standing there.

[It doesn't make any sense,] Cale said to his compatriots. [Comet shows signs of some supernatural ability and not a single one of the crime rings in any region except Orre claim to be interested in him. And yet he disappears, and yet again, he doesn't take his cell phone.] At this point Cale glared at the early monstrosity that was the first model of cell phone to be created.

[Cale, Comet will be fine. Katya is with him and besides, we both know how powerful she gets when Comet's in trouble,] Milo growled softly to the gecko. The dog then looked over to the pink haired Eeveelution next to him. [Kira, you have a fix on Comet yet?]

The odd thing about Kira was that unlike many other Espeons, Kira was either unable or unwilling to predict the future. Instead, the feline was able to find almost anybody on Earth with her mind; the accuracy was determined by how well Kira knew the target, which in this case, was very well. Suddenly, her eyes flew open.

[Comet's heading away from the Sky Pillar at eight point four knots, bearing east, north-east towards Sootopolis.] The Espeon's eyes widened in fear.

Both Cale and Milo saw their friend's eyes go wide. ["What's wrong?] Cale asked.

Kira shuddered as she spoke, her psychic powers adding the main soundtrack to Psycho to her words.

[It's her...]

The two males screamed.

[Darla?!]

//

Somewhere near Sootopolis

Comet stood in awe of the boat he was on. Well, boat wasn't an accurate enough description, more like a small cruise ship like the long lost S.S. Anne. The floors were solid marble, the columns that held up the roof were made out of Unovan Redwood, and whoever the owners were was able to afford a small army of man-servants. Comet was forced out of his fascination of the yacht as Katya yipped softly to him.

[Comet, who do you think owns this boat?] The Illusion Fox asked her trainer. Comet shrugged. "Dunno, but we were sure as heck lucky they saw us, otherwise..."

Comet never got to finish his statement as a honey sweet voice reached the duo's ears.

"Comet! I'm so glad that you, the love of my life, are safe!" Comet and Katya instantly swiveled their heads to the source of the commotion. The person they saw made Comet's blood freeze, and for Katya's eyes to narrow in sheer hatred.

She was around five feet tall, dressed in rather expensive conservative dress, and was currently running towards Comet at a speed of 12.3 miles an hour, her shiny brown hair billowing behind her.

Comet started running in the opposite direction of the girl, Katya following right behind him. "Darla," Comet yelled over his shoulder, "leave me alone you psychopath! Just because we sat next to each in third grade does not mean that I like you, or even want to date you!"

Darla apparently either ignored Comet's exclamations or didn't hear them. "Oh Comet, you and I are meant to be together. Just think about it; by the time I'm sixteen, we'll both be enjoying our honeymoon in the Orange Islands!"

"Darla, just shut up and leave me alone!"

Katya was too busy trying to keep up with her trainer to really talk, but she did think about her two cents of the argument. You can have Comet Darla...when I'm dead you moronic hussy!

Elsewhere on the boat...

Ray was looking in wonder at the Olympic sized swimming pool at the stern of the yacht, as well as the equally sized Pokémon battle area right next to it. Holy shit, who owns this boat?, the man thought. He noted with some concern that the butler had done nothing but stand in the same place for last ten minutes, not moving a single muscle. Ray was about to ask the butler if he was even alive when the sound of running feet caught his attention instead.

Ray turned around to see his son and the Zoroark running towards him, a young girl following close behind. Ray was about to ask what was up when Comet skidded to a stop and tried to hide behind him.

"Comet, what are you doing?" the ex-Legendary asked his son.

Comet shook in fear as he answered. "Using you as my meat shield. That banshee's claws are very sharp." Ray's eyebrows rose faster than most commercial elevators in shock as he heard his son's response to his question. His head then swiveled back to the front where a brown haired, blue eyed girl stood panting in a rather bad looking conservative dress.

The girl decided to speak up at that moment. "Comet, you can't hide from our destined relationship," the girl said, her eyes closed in bliss.

"Darla, just shut up before I mail myself to Giratina!" the young teen yelled from behind Ray. Ray was just confused at what was going on.

"Um, Comet, who is she?" Ray inquired of his son who was still behind him.

"The crazy banshee in front of you is Darla O'Hara. Her parents are on the board of directors for Devon Corp. We sat next to each other in the third grade," Comet replied, his wary gaze not leaving Darla for an instant. Katya said nothing, but she did growl.

Ray grimaced. This was starting to remind him of the time when Groudon was being chased by a love-struck Heatran...with the latter falling for Regigigas instead, thank the powers that be. What bothered Ray the most about that particular bit of time wasn't the chase, but rather the fact that both Groudon and Heatran were coming to him for advice for how to get away from/catch the other. Back then, Rayquaza had put the proverbial foot down and told the two of them the truth, as well as a warning to stop pestering him about their emotional turmoil. Ray was about to do the same thing yet again.

"Okay, I don't know who you are, but you need to stop chasing my son around the globe just because you have a crush on him. He doesn't like you romantically, and you're ruining any chances of having him as a friend. Comet already has someone who likes him for who he is, not because of where he was at a particular time," Rayquaza bluntly told the teenage girl in front of him. Her face went from cheerful, to surprised, and to Ray's surprise, rage.

"You can't tell me to stay away from my Comet! In fact, I'll settle this like a real trainer! Comet, I challenge you to a battle!" the girl screamed in rage at both Ray and Comet, who nodded coolly.

"Okay, but if I win, you have to swear on your honor as an O'Hara that you'll stop trying to marry and or date me," Comet said as he walked out from behind his father, Katya walking right behind him. Darla in her fury nodded, but then said something that made Comet once again fear for his life.

"Okay then. So as the challenger, I say we do a three on three battle; first to win two out of three wins." She took out three pokeballs from somewhere in her dress and threw them up in the air. "Come on out!" Darla cried out with pride as a Gyrados, an Ursaring, and a Flareon appeared from their containers.

Comet's face paled. His team was still back home in Fortree, and right now, the only Pokémon he had was Kat. He knew she could take out the Ursaring easily, and possibly the Flareon. The Gyrados...not a chance. That particular species of Pokémon was just too damn powerful. Heck, the last time Comet saw Darla's Gyrados was back when it still a Magikarp.

Comet glanced over at Katya. She looked back at him with an almost depressing expression on her muzzle. He quietly scratched her behind her ears, right at where the ear met the skull and was just next to her mane of silk smooth fur, trying to reassure the vixen next to him.

Ray noticed this as the two trainers and their respective Pokémon took positions, the butler finally moving to the referee's position in the middle of the arena. He could see, with a mixture of happiness worry, the bond that was most certainly starting to form between his son and the Zoroark. While he was concerned about Comet's romantic future, Rayquaza was more concerned about when he was going to be able to get Comet to make his armor.

As Ray stood off to the side, Darla noticed that Comet hadn't called out any other Pokémon besides his Zoroark. "Comet, are you out of Pokémon? If so, I could surely lend you a pair," the young lady inquired of her opponent.

Comet scowled back at Darla. "I'm not out of Pokémon, they are simply..." He was interrupted by a bright flash of light, followed by about two hundred pounds of dog, cat, and giant gecko landing on him. "Crushing my spleen," the blonde haired boy managed to say painfully, whatever limbs were sticking out of the body pile twitching.

Milo got out of the pile and violently puked out his last meal, his body stiff as a board. Cale looked green...erthan usual. Katya walked over to Cale. [Cale, are you okay?] the vixen asked as she patted the gecko on the back. Her response from said gecko was a violent retching sound coming from the reptile. [Okay, I'll assume that means no,] the Zoroark said, an anime style sweatdrop appearing on her head.

Comet got up slowly, his bruises now developing bruises. Looking over his Pokémon, he nodded and tapped Katya, Kira, and Cale. He stood at the standard position for battling trainers and nodded towards the butler.

The butler spoke about the rules of the battle, asking Comet and Darla if they agreed with the rules, and when they did, spoke one simple word.

"Begin!"

The battle of the ex's was on.