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Family Reunions and Bruises

Ray watched as his son was being taken care of by the ship's doctor. So far, Comet was stable, which meant that he wasn't going to die of any internal injuries anytime soon. But that didn't mean that Comet couldn't die within the next few hours from some agent of Arceus'.

"Is he going to be okay?" Ray looked over his shoulder at Darla, who stood in the doorframe, her body reflecting the guilt that she had. Ray sighed.

"I don't know. Doctor says he's stable, but that doesn't mean someone can't still kill him," he told her, his gaze going back to the prone form of his son. Darla also looked upon the still form of Comet, but for a different reason; guilt.

I almost killed Comet because of a crush. I almost killed him, Darla thought to herself as she walked into the room where Katya was resting. The vet had told her that the Zoroark had suffered from several broken ribs, a dislodged hip and shoulder socket, and a blow to the head that had rendered her unconscious. There were a few cuts and bruises on her body, but they weren't serious enough that nature couldn't heal.

Darla sighed and walked out of the room. She had a lot to think about on the way to Sootopolis.

//

Hall of Origin

Arceus stormed down the hall in rage. One of his best agents had failed the sacred task given to him, and now Rayquaza knew that Arceus wanted to absolutely destroy that...abomination that Rayquaza had made. Now Arceus was going to have to resort to a more...drastic method of disposal, short of blasting that thing and the next few hundred miles into oblivion.

He never noticed that both Reshiram and Zekrom were looking at him strangely, nor that Latias was not in Alto Mare. Heck, the rather angry Legendary didn't even notice that Groudon was heading for Sootopolis.

If only Arceus had paid attention....

//

Sootopolis

Brandyn Holme groaned in joy as he stretched in the afternoon sun. The twenty - seven year old construction worker was off from building a new luxury condo complex for the next hour, and he was going to enjoy it. Or at least, that was the plan until a rather large shadow fell upon him. Turning around, his face split open in a grin.

"Uncle Grant, where'd you come from? The last time I saw you was back at our family reunion a few years back," Brandyn said happily as he looked up at his relative. Brandyn was about six foot four, but his relative towered over him at six nine, and was gifted with a body that rivaled Arnold Schwarzenegger's.

"I'm doin' fine Brandyn, just waiting for my brother to show up," Grant drawled, his gaze fixed on a yacht in the distance.

"Speaking of which, why haven't we met him?" Brandyn asked, his eyes shining curiously. Grant grunted.

"He tends te wander roun', same as your aunt, that cold hearted, fat nutcase."

Without warning, a wrench collided with Grant's head, a wet thud filling the air. Brandyn turned to look at who it was that threw the wrench at his uncle, and was slightly surprised to see a small group of people standing about twenty yards away. Three of the group were women, and the other member was a guy that gave Brandyn the chills for some reason.

"Fat, am I?" asked one of the women furiously. Brandyn could tell that this lady was most certainly his aunt, as she was just as large as his uncle. Yet Brandyn also knew that she didn't throw the wrench, as an even more furious brunette grabbed his aunt by her trench coat and threw her at Grant.

"Oh, son of a-," Grant muttered as he was crushed by his sister. Brandyn and the rest of the brunette's group stared at her in fear as she went ballistic at the two.

" I have spent the last nine years away from the love of my life, and the two of you are part of the problem! If it weren't for the fact that my son was in danger, I would do things to you that would make Giratina here ," she pointed at the gaunt individual in question, " seem like a total pansy!" At this Giratina's face paled even more than it usually was.

"Um, what's going on here?" Brandyn asked hesitantly, slowly stepping over to where his uncle lay on the ground, swirls dominating the latter's eyes. The brunette looked up from her {*cough*} victims, giving Brandyn a watered down version of her death glare.

"Simple. Those two," she pointed towards the unconscious form of Grant and the groaning one of Kyogre, "Have helped ruin my life so far. His brother {points at Giratina} has decreed that my son is an abomination and must be destroyed, and I need to have a talk with my - husband."

Twenty minutes away from Sootopolis

Ray felt a cold shiver run down his spine. He started sweating knowing that they were only two reasons that he could think of that could happen to him. One, Mew, disguised as another Legendary, was about to play a prank on him, or Laura was angry enough to throw a Ryhorn through a wall. Knowing the current situation he was in, Ray decided that it was the latter, in which case, he was screwed.

The door to the room opened silently. The only things that tipped Ray off to another presence in Comet's room were the vibrations of the individual's footfalls, and the muted click of the door shutting. Glancing up, Ray noted that it was Katya who had walked in and making her way towards the still form of her trainer.

[Will he wake up soon?] the Zoroark asked softly, her whine indicating her emotional state at present. Ray shrugged half - heartedly.

"I don't know. I hope so, for Laura's sake." Ray closed his eyes as his head hung low, golden strands of hair blocking the sight of his tears. Katya came up to the side of the bed and lay her head atop her arms on Comet's chest.

[I heard about what happened from Kira.] Ray looked at the vixen. [While I still don't like you, I can at least accept the fact that you care for him. And I'm sorry. For being such a cold-hearted bitch and all.]

Ray snorted in laughter. "Katya, for one thing, you're a fox, the term bitch doesn't apply to you. Second, I'm used to it from Karl." At the mention of Karl, the former Legendary rubbed his left arm, almost as if reliving an old memory....

Suddenly, Comet jolted upright, screaming at the top of his lungs. "Sweet fraggin' hoover damned sh-"

[Ray, what's wrong with Comet?] Katya yelped in fear, eyes firmly planted on her trainer. Ray looked up at her as he tried restraining his son.

"His brain's _ommff!_rebooting, hopefully with _acck!_everything intact. Then we can get to work _aaah!_protecting and training him. In your case, lovingly maul him." Ray did not take into account his son's near constant litany of curses in German, Spanish, Russian, Japanese, French, Italian, and surprisingly, Cajun.

"-Crap nugget fudge and why the hell am I in a hospital again?" asked Comet as he abruptly broke out of his cursing spree. A split second later, a very tearful fox squished the young man in a near bone - crushing hug of joy.

[You need to stop hurting yourself, this is driving me insane keeping you out of danger!] Katya whined, tears flowing down her muzzle. Comet smiled painfully.

"That's great Kat, but I still need air to breath," he gasped out, hugging the fox back. Blushing, Katya released her trainer, but still held on to him. Comet looked around the room and saw his father standing next to the wall nursing a bruised jaw.

*Sigh*"Do I even want to know what happened to my dad?" Comet asked his Pokémon. Katya shook her head. "Good. Now, where the hell are we?"

"We're about ten minutes away from Sootopolis. Hopefully we can get some training in some of the caves. Now, how are you feeling?" Ray said to his son.

Comet snorted in grim humor, clutching his side in pain. "I feel like I just got hit by another semi. Other than that, chipper." Ray smiled. Not a half-smile or slight turn on the corner off a lip, but a genuine smile.

"Comet."

The teen wasn't looking at his dad, but rather at Katya, yet nodded his head in acknowledgment.

Ray sighed, fatigue finding its way into his voice. "I want to apologize." This brought Comet's gaze straight back to the now sitting form of his father. Rayquaza continued. "For not being there when you needed me. And for not telling you who I was." The former dragon looked up to see his son swinging his legs out of bed, the Illusion Fox Pokémon looking even more worried than normal.

Comet stood up slowly, careful not to injure himself any more than he already was. He walked over to where his father sat, and did something unexpected: Comet gave his father a hug.

"Dad, it's alright. Besides, we're family. We just need to understand each other is all. Now, who can I expect when we get to Sootopolis?" asked Comet.

Ray gulped. "Your mother, for starters."

Needless to say, everyone was scared.