Legendary PKMN ch 32

Chapter thirty two: God Complex (Act three- The endless abyss)

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PREVIOUSLY ON LEGENDARY PKMN…

-"We're just friends! And besides, he's just using me to get Lopunny jealous!"-

-"Tonight is the night…Today, we will finally capture Darkrai."-

-"A revival, my dear Blancodanzar. And a proper revival requires a proper sacrifice."-

-"Ladies, Gentlemen,

I am Kurades."-

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Arceus had finally found her wedding dress.

It had been next to her old photos, ones of when she was very very young, not even a hundred years old yet. They sat on a desk, and under said desk was Arceus' wedding dress she had bought just in case Giratina had decided to marry her.

She slipped on the white velvety clothing over her neck using psychic powers (being that she lacked hands), and subsequently placed a nearly clear veil over her head. You see, Giratina had called her over to the Distortion World, for something very important. It was obviously marriage, much to God's delight.

"And there will be blue flowers at our reception! And at our honeymoon we will go to Vegas! And then we will get drunk but it will not matter because we will be married!" Arceus said gleefully.

Unfortunately, as she pranced around in her fantasy world, she accidentally bumped the desk which in turn knocked over the picture frames and even sent one to the floor.

"Oh, oops." Said Arceus. She sat the two up on the desk, then lifted the one on the floor with her powers.

It was then that she gazed at the picture. It showed two Pokemon, both smiling. One was a white alphazoan, who was grinning without a mouth, closely next to another alphazoan. This one however was black by contrast, and with a grey Dias as opposed to the white one's golden Dias. The black one appeared to be mischievous, as he was nudging at the white one playfully.

Arceus' heart hardened for a moment.

"He's gone." She reminded herself. "He's gone and he will never be back."

Arceus closed the door to her picture room and opened a portal to the Distortion World.

She still missed him.

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"I am back!" Said the man who was now controlling Darkrai's body. Said fact terrified Deoxys and mortified Cresselia, whose brother had somehow been taken over.

"Ah, it feels good to be in a body again." Said the deep voice of the man possessing Darkrai. "So nice to be able to move freely."

"What are you doing!? What have you done to Darkrai!?" Cresselia screamed. Her brother had been kidnapped, and now had his mind and body controlled by a malevolent force calling itself 'Kurades'.

"So… you're…" Banette said in awe. He, Slicer and Captain Sharkbeard had been fighting with Cresselia and Deoxys, but now they were transfixed by the presence of the one Umbreon referred to as 'Master'.

"Perhaps I should explain myself." Kurades took a bow. "You see, I am Kurades. However, my body long ago was destroyed by Arceus, and I was only able to eject my soul before I was completely destroyed."

Cresselia widened her eyes. Then that black sphere earlier…!?

"As you can well imagine, souls are useless without a vessel, and after some time and gaining new allies, I decided to try and get a new body.

It would have to be, of course, a body that was genetically compatible with my former one. Not necessarily the same, but similar enough.

Darkrai's fit the bill." Grinned the new Darkrai, yellow eye shining and teeth pointed into a deadly grin.

"I now have complete control over his body!"

"What!?" Deoxys and Cresselia gaped. Cresselia tried speaking with her brother, calling out his name and pleading for him to come back. However this only seemed to make Kurades chuckle.

"What do you think this is, Dragonball Z?" He laughed. "When I say complete control I mean of course COMPLETE control!" He laughed again. "You're friend Darkrai is having his soul suppressed right now. He can't even think properly."

"Give Darkrai back!!!" Deoxys demanded, but sweating regardless. At this, Kurades looked at Umbreon.

"Have they been asking useless questions this whole time?"

"Oh yes. Although earlier it was about the Blancodanzar." Umbreon eyed the green haired psychic.

Gardevoir was speechless, even though the gag was finally off her. She had assumed she was to be the one sacrificed, not Darkrai. To have her best friend like this now was needless to say Gardevoir's worst nightmare.

"Hold up." It was Thief Weavile. Umbreon turned to face her, and Kurades spun his head one hundred and eighty degrees. "This whole thing was about reviving a dead guy!? What the hell does that accomplish!?" Asked Weavile, confused and enraged.

"How dare you!" Umbreon said immediately. "You have no right to question our master, the great Kurades!"

"I suppose you were all kept in the dark as to who I am." Kurades said to Weavile, but not addressing Umbreon, his oldest servant. "Other than of course agent Slicer, who is shaking because he knows exactly who I am."

At this, everyone swiveled to agent Slicer, who in fact was shaking. Very much so, and ever since the name Kurades had been mentioned. Deoxys stared at this, and her thought that followed was 'Why is he so… afraid?' Her next thought was that Cresselia, who should have been to her right, was no longer there and had charged straight at Kurades.

"Give me back my brother!!!" Cresselia screamed, aiming a massive Psycho Cut in his blind spot, the stomach. However the slash did nothing to his body. Cresselia's face was a look of sheer horror as he bent his arms at an impossible angle and smacked Cresselia aside, with very little force, yet sent Cresselia back to where Deoxys caught her.

"My full name is Kurades Kuroyomi Mitternacht." Grinned the devil possessing Darkrai.

"I am the one who orchestrated the Great Pokemon World War."

There was a sudden chill in the air, as Kurades released his true Energy Potential. It was massive, much stronger than any of them. Weavile began to feel a small headache, and it became hard to swallow. His horrid EP filled the air around them, and then shrunk to a more manageable size.

"And also the instigator of the Fourth Great Destruction." He added. "I am the true God of this world…"

There had been five Great destructions in total since the world began. Each Destruction resulted in the loss of billions of lives, and often nearly result to total extinction of all life on earth. The Fourth Great Destruction had been the Great Pokemon World War. It was said that on one side was Arceus, and on the other side was a man more evil than any other.

His name had to be kept a secret to prevent anyone from knowing about this awful Pokemon, so powerful he could rival Arceus in strength.

"Come to me, my new servants." Kurades beckoned to Sharkbeard, Slicer, and Banette. The three blinked, but followed Kurades' finger.

They were afraid of him yes, but also tempted by his massive power. They wanted it on their side.

"You two will deliver a message." Kurades acknowledged Cresselia and Deoxys. "Luckily for you, I am feeling generous today, and will let you live so that you may tell Arceus of my rebirth, and the end of her precious son." He commanded.

"What!?" Cresselia gritted her beak, leaping from Deoxys' arms.

"We will be leaving now." Kurades commanded his new team. However, another Psycho Cut was fired onto his back. Kurades felt it, but it was like someone had flicked him. He turned around in annoyance, and a tinge of amusement.

"We aren't letting you go!" Deoxys fired her own technique- Aura Sphere, which she had mimicked by copying Mewtwo's DNA in her body. The blue sphere collided with Kurades, but did not stop his grin.

"Do you really wish to die?" Kurades shook his head, smiling. Children.

"Let us, Master Kurades." Umbreon stepped forth. "Slicer, Sharkbeard, kill them. Master Kurades has no time to waste on maggots such as these."

Cresselia and Deoxys tensed. They were going to fight them again. But more importantly, where were Mercifond and Malispite!? They needed backup, and yet the bat twins were nowhere to be found.

"Oh no, that's quite alright." Kurades shook his head, this time he stepping forth. "I will do it myself."

"Master?" Umbreon questioned.

"I need to get used to this body. And after all, its been ages since I've last had a battle." Kurades grinned, and his eye morphed. Instead of a single iris, there were now several glowing yellow iris' inside of his eye. "Do not interfere. I'll play with them for a bit before I kill them."

Umbreon nodded his head, and flashed a look at the others. Do not interfere.

"But watch carefully." He smiled, addressing the group. "Master Kurades is very powerful after all…"

This got their undivided attention. She motioned for Deoxys not to be fazed. He was underestimating them- an error he would soon see, when Cresselia and Deoxys used that fact to their advantage and catch him by surprise.

"Well now, let's play children." The deep voice from Darkrai's body announced. "Just because I feel nice today, I'll let you have the first hit!" He spread his arms wide, leaving his stomach and head fully exposed. "Go on now! Before I change my mind!"

"He's toying with us!" Deoxys glared angrily.

"Deoxys. We need to knock him out, then I can use Teleport and bring him back to Destiny." Cresselia announced the plan. "We'll have to hit him with everything we've got right now, while he least excepts it."

KURADES USED TAUNT!

"Well? Aren't you going to hit me?" Kurades beckoned.

Cresselia and Deoxys charged because of the Taunt (?). Cresselia was the first one- she closed in on Darkrai and announced her Move.

"Ice Beam!!!" She poured all twelve thousand of her EP into the attack, blasting her possessed brother with a piercing beam of icy energy, straight in the stomach of course. However that was only the warm up; Deoxys then used all twenty thousand of her own EP, and used a new technique- Superpower- to ram Darkrai with a fighting infused fist straight into the spot Cresselia just fired her Ice Beam at. The Ice Beam made Kurades vulnerable for a split second, to which Deoxys took advantage of, sending the ultimate darkness flying.

Kurades moaned on the ground, he struggled to get up.

"We- we did it Cresselia!" Deoxys said.

And then his head popped up, and the grin was still there.

"Just kidding~!" He smiled maliciously. "HYPER BEAM!!!!!"

A dangerous black beam of every element was shot from his gaping mouth, heading straight at Cresselia. She used a Light Screen to protect herself, but the powerful beam distorted everything with its energy, and shatter the barrier like it was nothing. Cresselia was hit and sent backwards, collapsing on the floor.

With Cresselia down, it was only Deoxys who was up against the monster. She held her ground, although she was scared as she could be. The red and blue alien telepathically called for Mewtwo, but doubted he would hear her at this distance.

"A Shifter hm? I knew a Shifter once. Her name was Helix." Kurades remembered the past. Kurades held up his left arm. "It's a funny thing, really. I was also into morphing my body. A Shifter of Earth, she once called me."

Deoxys said nothing in response, but a strange feeling overcame her.

Kurades grinned widely, so wide that it actually distorted his face. His right arm, Darkrai's arm, began to spasm and convulse. The finger grew longer, the shoulder broader, and more muscle mass was added to the appendage. It grew long and wide, until it resembled something of a tentacle, with five whip like fingers and three spike growing from the shoulder area.

As Deoxys watched in horror, eyes appeared on the arm.

"Why don't we find out who's best at shape shifting?" Smiled Kurades. He held back his arm, ready to punch.

Deoxys then realized something was off. Why would he bring back his arm if the distance between them was too great fro him to punch? She was, after all, ten meters away.

She noticed it just before he hit her.

His arm rapidly stretched when Kurades punched, so fast that it hit her without a problem, sending her flying back. However, Deoxys had been through worse and got back up immediately. She launched several Psychics at him, to which Kurades dodged effortlessly despite having a giant arm.

The red and blue alien performed a Superpower in midair, Kurades blocking with his stretching arm tentacle. To her amazement, he then bent it in an impossible shape and slammed her into the ground. He gripped her hard, his giant hand wrapped around her body like a python, strangling the alien and making Deoxys gasp in pain and gasp for oxygen.

"Well, I suppose it's clear now." Kurades grinned. "Say goodbye to your ribcage, Ribonian."

"MACH PUNCH!"

Had Kurades not been distracted with his first opponent in approximately four hundred years, he might have seen the blow coming. However this was unlikely, as the blow was so fast that he could only make out a fist in his face before collapsing on the ground.

Nonetheless, his grinned never ceased and he wondered who it was that hit him.

What he found were several new Pokemon who had entered the northern desert. One was an infernape, another was a muk, and the last was a rotom. The infernape was the one who had punched him, while the muk secured Cresselia.

"And who might you be?" Asked Kurades, his arm morphing back to his side.

"Well duh! I'm agent Blaze!" Said the infernape. "Anyway, we've finally found you Darkrai! Get back in the cage!"

"Wait agent Blaze, I think something is terribly wrong here…" Mukker warned, noticing the strange changes that Darkrai had undergone. However agent Blaze did not regard this obvious transformation and charged at Kurades head on.

"These ones are mine also." Kurades announced to his team. The more the merrier, as he liked to say. Kurades warped his arm tentacle into a spiral and lashed it out at Blaze, who used Mach Punch to speed himself up just before he was hit, and then slamming his fist into Darkrai's head.

However Kurades then used his shoulder whips to lash out at the fire type. The tentacles on his shoulder collided with Blaze, knocking him to the side painfully. Agent Blaze was unfazed, and instead grinned.

"Hah! Fooled you!"

Before Kurades knew it, a cage suddenly landed all around him, imprisoning the possessed Darkrai. This was Blaze's plan all along- to lure Darkrai into the specific position where the cage was launched. It had been successful.

"And now that we have you trapped, we'll take you back to Neon now, Darkrai!" Blaze held up a blue finger.

"Wait! That isn't Darkrai!" Cresselia tried to tell him.

"Pfft! A likely excuse!" Blaze smirked, seeing through Cresselia's trick.

"We're serious!" Deoxys exasperated. "Darkrai's body has been taken over by Kurades!!!"

Blaze paused.

"Say what?"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And just like that, Kurades broke out of the cage, literally blowing it to pieces with his incredible darkness powers. He grinned at Blaze, who simply stuttered

"S-Stop blowing up our cages! They cost money you know!"

"So very sorry." Kurades smirked sarcastically before launching his arm and grabbing Blaze. He pulled him to the sky, his arm resembling a crane, choking him high above the ground.

"Gunk Shot!"

"Psycho Cut!"

Two Moves were launched from the mouths of agent Mukker an Cresselia respectively, a powerful blast of sludge and a blade of psychic energy. The two attacks hit Kurade's long arm in to places, just enough to cause Kurades to let go of agent Blaze, who landed on his nimble monkey feet.

"This is not good! Not good at all!" Blaze recovered by somersaulting backwards. He picked up his secret agent walkie talkie, and began texting a message.

"Can we win against that?" Mukker asked, as Kurades began to close in on them, giant arm swinging side to side and yellow eyes glowing, watching their every move.

"We can't." Sweated the fire monkey, still texting. "When he grabbed me just now, I was able to read his power level."

"And?"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

Cresselia and Deoxys gaped. Mukker widened his eyes, and his large mouth was agape with fear. That was a class Four legendary. It was at least twice as big as their boss' power level!

"A-Are you serious!?" Deoxys was fearful.

"Yes…" answered the infernape, he too afraid. "I'm contacting our boss, agent Neon!"

He sent the message.

"I've updated the report on Darkrai… only he will know what to do now…"

"And let's hope he does something fun." Grinned Kurades, who was listening the entire time as he advanced on the helpless maggots.

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"…"

"You've got to be kidding me."

Neon-

Darkrai has been taken over by someone named Kurades. Power level 350,000. Need help.

-Blaze

Agent Muñeca stared at the fright of her boss, the supreme commander of all H.I.D.D.E.N. agents, agent Neon. He handed the text to her, and she gasped when she heard it.

"Kurades?!"

"This is the worst turn of events…" Her leader spoke from within the shadows. "I had no idea this would happen…"

"So then the capture of Darkrai…?"

"Was because I had thought Asmodeus was going to revive himself." Agent Neon sighed. "The seal on his right arm looked like his handiwork. Apparently I was wrong- Asmodeus wasn't the main player in the game. Kurades was."

"Kurades…" Agent Muñeca repeated. She was, of course, the one who specialized in intelligence. She knew all about Kurades, and how powerful he was, even inside Darkrai's less powerful body. It was an abhorrent nightmare that he would come back to the world of the living.

"This is beyond what I have forseen." Neon began to think hard. "Asmodeus we could handle. But Kurades is on a completely different level. We lack the necessary power to defeat him, it's as simple as that."

"Contact the Council." suggested Muñeca immediately. She knew for a fact that all class Four Legendaries were present in the Hall.

"Arceus is in the Distortion World," Neon said bitterly, the one place he had no way of contacting. "Along with Giratina. Dialga and Rayquaza went to stop Reshiram and Zekrom."

"But there's still Mewtwo and Palkia!" Insisted the black haired Spaniard.

"I can't contact the Council." Neon finally said. "All the communication lines are stable. Yet for some reason, contact with the Council has been impossible, ever since the fifth."

Muñeca finally put two and two together.

"That was the day Trueman arrived…!

"Exactly." Neon sighed. He was the one who supported Arceus' decision to put Trueman inside the Hall, where Absolix could not get him. Yet now, because of that boy's immense powers, contact with the Hall was impossible.

Neon listed the additional options they had- somehow, they could try and teleport their way into the Hall of Origin. However, none of them knew the Move, and even so the EP required to teleport from their secret base to Destiny would have been too great.

Next on the list was to contact agents in that general area and send them to aid Blaze, Mukker and Shocker. There was a flaw in that as well- no agent would be powerful enough to stop Kurades. The truth was, Blaze and Raptor were two of his strongest, only the Top Three and himself exceeded them. Mukker had about 24,000EP, and Shocker had 30,000.

Agent Muñeca rubber her purple temples. "So vhat you're saying is, ve have no agents, and no contact with the Legendaries!?"

Neon thought long and hard. This was like a giant game of chess to him- his pieces were all over the world. He had to somehow use them to prevent Darkrai from becoming Kurades' permanent slave, and to prevent his agents from dying off like flies. He had to somehow defeat a resurrected legendary monster with the few pawns he had under his control, without sacrifice.

And then a light bulb flicker on in his head. Without word, he went onto his computer and accessed a few files. Specifically, the ones with status updates as to where everyone was located.

"They're in Destiny!" Neon finally shouted in delight. After a series of unlucky circumstances, he had found a faint glimmer of hope on his computer screen. The once chance they had to defeat Kurades.

"Who?" Muñeca asked eagerly, wanting for the problem to be solved.

"Contact Team Nova immediately!" Ordered agent Neon.

"Tell them I need their help!"

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"You wanted to see me…?" Arceus asked, trying to look as chibi-kawaii-desu-ne as she could in her white wedding dress and veil. Giratina floated over to her in a split second.

"You have to see this Arceus! It's… Is that a wedding dress?" He changed the subject.

Arceus stared.

Using her incredible God powers, she intelligently deduced that Giratina had not planned to marry her, and that she had made a mistake in putting on a wedding dress.

"I was… entertaining Trueman?" She said.

Giratina paused.

"Uh…"

"I AM GOD." She declared.

"Uh… right…" Giratina sweat dropped, knowing that he could not possibly understand the mentality of a divine being. Especially a woman divine being.

"Anyway, you have to come with me now!"

"What's the emergency this time?" Arceus asked, warping her white wedding dress away. Giratina simply motioned for her to follow, and Arceus floated after him. In a short time they arrived at a familiar destination.

"Asmodeus' seal?" questioned the god of all Pokemon.

But something was different.

It was many, many times smaller than previous. It was flashing red and yellow, in great bursts of light. Arceus noted that this behavior was atypical of seals- when they broke down, they used whatever reservoir of power remaining to keep what was being sealed contained.

The seal was extremely weak. Asmodeus' soul floated nonchalantly in its center.

"It's today, Arceus." Giratina said what was on her mind. Arceus' eyes were wide.

"I estimate it has about ten or twenty minutes before it collapses."
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"Time to analyze these results…."

Mewtwo grinned at his data, collected from an experiment he tried two months ago. It took this long to gain the clarity of the event data, and now it was finally time to see what happened.

"Where… is…" Mewtwo stared at the glowing screen. "…The EPM?"

The EPM was what separated humans from Pokemon.

The theory was this: human scientists deduced that the only possible way for Pokemon to produce so much energy within their bodies was if they had some sort of extra generator inside them. The generator was a hypothetical organelle inside a cell, called the Energy Potential Mitochondria, or EPM for short.

In theory, Pokemon used this special organelles inside each cell of their body to somehow produce more energy than normally possible, giving them access to Moves and the like. However, no one had proven the existence of the EPM, which is why is was a popular topic amongst geneticists.

'Why should the humans have all the fun?'

Now came the moment of truth. If the EPM really produced as much energy as scientists believed, then in the three dimensional plane Mewtwo had rendered there should be hills, or spikes, due to energy forces colliding with each other.

Yet, as the purple psychic looked over the results, this was not the case. Mewtwo analyzed the graph the computer had produced, she saw that there were not spikes, just a flat surface. What's more, the graph had actually produced the exact opposite of a spike- tiny holes were scatter along the rendition of the cell.

"…" Mewtwo sighed. Inconclusive results. Ah well, such is science. Still though, it was a bit odd to see holes instead of spikes.

"I must have done something wrong to produce holes in my cell. Perhaps the energy I gave it was so much that it acted like a laser, creating holes in it…

…Well, I'll just repeat it again I suppose…" Mewtwo said to himself, turning off his computer.

"Um, excuse me…?"

His head swiveled. The voice belonged to a small child, a brown haired boy dressed in an overly sized white robe. He was holding Alekandra's grey Communicator.

One of the new human guests of the Hall of Origin. Trueman.

"Can I help you?" Mewtwo asked. He was of course aware of the transfer of humans Alekandra, Katrina and Trueman. Said young child gazed up at Mewtwo, being so short he was a bit intimidated by the Pokemon's height.

"Er, um…" Trueman spoke through the grey Communicator. "D-Do you know where the bathroom is?" He asked nervously. Mewtwo blinked.

"I believe Arceus created a bathroom on the first floor." Mewtwo remembered.

"What floor is this?"

"Eighty six." grinned Mewtwo.

It was obvious that Trueman had no idea how to hold his bladder until he walked down eighty five flights of stairs into the ONLY bathroom in the Hall of Origin. Trueman knew Mewtwo was a psychic Pokemon, and simply looked at him as if said psychotic psychic would help.

"U-um… can you Teleport me…?"

"Teleport yourself." Said the purple psychic, who was ignoring Trueman to write some notes down.

"…I just realized something." the purple psychic paused. "Where are Darkrai and Cresselia? And Deoxys at that…"

It was a bit suspicious. Arceus had a strict curfew that everyone had to follow- and Darkrai and Cresselia were breaking it right now. And strangely, he hadn't seen Deoxys here, even though she had asked to hang out with him…

"You haven't seen them have you…?" Mewtwo asked Trueman.




Trueman felt the headache. But doing just as Alakandra told him, he concentrated stiffly and ignored it.

"No." He said. The headache went away instantly. Trueman was relieved, and even let out a slight sigh. Mewtwo was a bit suspicious about this. He suspected that Trueman knew more than he let on.

"Are you certain?" Mewtwo asked, causing Trueman to cringe again. "Where are Deoxys, Cresselia and Darkrai?" He tried again.

Trueman felt the headache again. This time was different though- he couldn't control it. Images flashed through his mind, words buzzed in his ears, his brain commanding him to speak. Luckily, it did not progress from there and he was able to avoid speaking the words and images that flashed through his mind.

But when the headache disappeared, and he remembered what he saw, he gasped out loud. Mewtwo curiously looked at Trueman, who now had a horrific expression on his face.

"They're in danger!!!" He screamed.

Mewtwo blinked once. "What?"

"In the desert! They're being attacked!" Trueman shouted in desperation. He saw Darkrai, and Cresselia, and a few others that he didn't know, and they were all in terrible danger. "Please, you have to go to them! I-I'll get Palkia too! You have to believe me, I swear!"

Mewtwo opened his mouth to say that was an absurdity, but no words came out. He saw the horrific expression on Trueman's face, and used enough of his telepathic powers to know he wasn't lying.

Swiftly, he turned away.

"The desert, you said?"

He Teleported immediately as Trueman ran upstairs to find Palkia.

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"LET… US… MOVE!!!!" Growled Malispite, throwing a punch at his opponent, who blocked with a single finger.

"No."

With that same finger, he somehow pushed Malispite all the way back to Mercifond some ten meters away. Mercifond panted from lack of breath. How was this even possible!? Malispite, next to her stood up and  gritted his teeth.

"How the hell did we end up like this…!?" He questioned. "AND JUST WHO THE HELL ARE YOU ANYWAY!?"

No response.

"HE TICKS ME OFF!" Malispite shouted at the Pokemon angrily.

"Here brother, I'll have a flashback of what just happened, then maybe you won't be so mad." Mercifond had an idea. Malispite nodded his head reluctantly, and Mercifond's flashback commenced.

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MERCIFOND'S FLASHBACK!

"There's no time to waste, let's go!"

Malispite grabbed his sister and flew out of the building faster than you can say 'Jhhkonkyliiiokmnnphmsft'. Which, in retrospect, was a fairly normal speed considering that Jhhkonkyliiiokmnnphmsft is a hard word to pronounce. Nonetheless, Malispite was determined to save Gardevoir and sped outwards to the direction Mercifond pointed.

Mercifond forced Malispite to let them go and she led them through corners and alleyways, soon reaching the limits of Destiny City. They sped past the limits and entered the desert.

"Here!?" Malispite questioned. His sister simply nodded- its where her chosen one powers told her to go. Mercifond detected many Pokemon up ahead of them, only a kilometer or so away. They sped as fast as they could, when suddenly-

"What the-?"

"What, what is it?" Malispite asked. Before Mercifond could say 'There's a fast object heading towards us', a fast object headed towards them, so fast that it spun them aside to the ground just using the wind that came from its speed.

Malispite and Mercifond got up and shook the dust off themselves after crashing. "Who the heck was that!?" He asked no one in particular.

Mercifond pointed a white finger up ahead. Malispite's green eyes widened.

In front of them was something they'd never seen in their lives. Excluding of course, themselves.

"No…way…" Mercifond said.

The figure was tall. Even taller than Malispite. It was a male as far as they could tell, standing upright like a human with its arms crossed and green eyes narrowed. It's fur was a light shade of brown, indicating age. The markings on his body as well as his center were blue colored. He wore a tri-angled hat atop his head.

One of their species.

But even more so…

"He… he looks just like you!" was the first thing that came out of the white bat's gaping mouth. True, she had never seen another male of their species except Malispite, so she had nothing to compare him to. Yet on the other hand, he looked like an older version of Malispite almost!

He stood directly in front of them, as Mercifond soon noticed, directly in between them and their ultimate destination.

"…Are you my future self who time traveled here from the future to warn us about something?" Malispite asked.

The new figure sweat dropped.

"No."

"Alright then. C'mon Mercifond! We have to save Gardevoir!" Malispite shouted.

"You two don't pass." said the figure suddenly. Malispite and Mercifond blinked.

"What do you mean we don't pass!?"

The blue and brown bat did not respond, only staring at them with cold eyes and looking more and more like an impenetrable mountain to them.

"Well look, we're passing anyway whether you like it or not!" announced the seven foot tall bat to the nameless Pokemon. With that, Malispite and Mercifond opened their wings and flew to the side of him.

They were punched back into the same spot as before.

"What the-!?" Malispite shouted angrily. He stared at the figure. He didn't even budge!

"The hell is this!?" Questioned Malispite. "Did you just punch us!?"

No reply.

"ALRIGHT FINE." Said Malispite in his demonic angry voice. "MERCIFOND! Let's show this guy why we're known as the Twin of Destruction!!!!"

"Uh, but-"

Before Mercifond could reason with her impulsive twin brother, he had already charged at the Pokemon, landing a dir4ect hit to his face using Mega Punch, which was so forceful that a minor shockwave was emitted from the point of impact.

Malispite grinned and retracted his fist. However, his smile faded when he saw that the newcomer still had not budged an inch, or even changed posture.

"The hell was that?" Asked the figure dryly. Not undaunted, Malispite punched him again, nailing several Moves in sequence at the figure, who never shifted from his cross armed position to block. Malispite leapt backwards expecting a counterattack, but saw that not only was the figure uninteresting in fighting them, but that he had not even moved!

"M-Mercifond…" Malispite growled, gritting his teeth. He had a sinking feeling this guy was abhorrently strong. Malispite was no pushover, and yet the new bat like stranger had taken all of his punches without even moving or even attempting to block.

"I know…" the white bat had seen the whole thing, and she too was shocked. Glancing back past the figure, she saw some sort of fight was taking place, but couldn't tell what was happening or who was in it. They had to go there- that's where Gardevoir's signal was coming from on her Chosen One necklace.

"Malispite! Demon's Offence!"

Without hesitation, Malispite activated his signature Move- Demon's Offence. Angry red symbols crawled onto his skin until they had appropriately placed themselves into proper position. Malispite turned to his sister, and knew what she was going to do.

In a burst of speed, Malispite grabbed his sister and zoomed past the figure with almost invisible fast speed.

The figure sighed.

There was a momentary blur of the figure before Malispite and Mercifond suddenly came flying back, hit with a large amount of force.

"What the hell!?" Said Malispite angrily, realizing that once again they had been pushed back. "How the hell does he do that without moving!?!"

But Mercifond saw through his trick. Or rather, the lack of one. It was no trick that he was able to hit them without moving-

It was that the bat like being was moving so fast it appeared as if he wasn't.

"AAAARRRGGG!!!!!" Malispite yelled, punching the figure as fast as he could with Demon's Offence in place. This elicted a response, the newcomer began blocking with his finger.

"LET… US… MOVE!!!!"

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"And that's what happened!" Said Mercifond. "Do you feel better now, brother?"

"A little…" Malispite said, calmer than before. "But I'm still mad! We have to get past him! Cresselia and the others are depending on us, the Twins of Destruction, to help them save our friend!!!"

A pause.

"…'Twins of destruction'…?" The figure asked.

"Don't ask…" Sighed Mercifond. Malispite went over to her and whispered in her ear, asking what they should do now. Mercifond replied back that maybe the only way to get past him was to reason with him.

"Let me try." Mercifond calmly walked up to the figure. She literally had to gaze up at him- the bat like Pokemon must have been eight feet tall at least. Nonetheless, she spoke.

"Um, can we please go past you?" She asked politely.

"No."

"Um… can you tell us why you won't let us past you?"

"No."

"STOP SHOWING DISRESPECT TO MY SISTER!" Malispite slammed into the man's face again, only to see that once again, he hadn't even bothered to block.

"RETREAT MALISPITE!!!" Mercifond yelled dramatically. She and her brother went a ways away from the figure and began scheming.

"What about bribing him!?" Malispite whispered.

"I have an idea." Mercifond interrupted. "Something even better than bribing…"

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Kurades: "Transition sequence!"

HEY! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! THAT'S MY JOB!

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Gardevoir did not know what to think, or even how to think. She had a sinking feeling that this was all her fault somehow- if she didn't tempt Darkrai in the dance, if only she avoided him like he told her to…

"Is this really all you have!?" There was another crashing noise.

None of this would have happened.

As she pondered these thoughts, Gardevoir realized she had to do something. Anything to save her friend. Yet, she still couldn't move, bound by Move sealing rope. As she grunted trying to break free, her eyes turned to Weavile.

At that moment, Weavile remembered her.

"Umbreon. We don't need her anymore right?" She asked the dark feline, which sent shivers down Gardevoir's spine. Umbreon looked at her.

"Now that master is inside Darkrai's body, we have no use for the Blancodanzar." Concurred Umbreon, shifting back to the fight. That was all Weavile needed to hear. She tensed her steel like claws.

"Then you have an appointment with the Distortion World." She said to Gardevoir. Without hesitation, Weavile cruelly placed a Night Slash into Gardevoir's face, slashing her with the utmost malice.

"Feel good?" taunted Weavile, who placed a foot over Gardevoir's screaming mouth, enjoying the torturous moment. "This is for back at Tajiri, you bitch!"

Weavile slammed her foot harder into Gardevoir, a painful moan escaping from the green haired psychic' mouth. Weavile then clutched her neck, and brought her to Weaviles's face.

"What are… you talking about…!?" Gardevoir managed to squeak through Weavile chocking her.

"You know what you did!!!" The thief master's eyes began glowing with malice. "You were the one who finished me off! If it weren't for you, I could have killed Absolix!"

Some time ago, when Absolix was brought back into the world, tricked by Weavile, Gardevoir and the secret agents had teamed up to stop her. In the end it was Gardevoir who delivered the final blow- a massive attack called Laser Shot was fired at thief Weavile, which KO'ed her in a single hit.

"If it weren't for you…!!!!" Weavile squeezed harder, this time with both hands. Gardevoir's screaming calmed Weavile, and she began to talk more rationally, even though her thoughts were still set on revenge.

"I'll make this quick. Your very face disgusts me." Weavile let go of her neck with one hand, and with the one hand charged up another Night Slash, poised to slit open her head. Gardevoir faintly breathed, struggling to break free, despite the fact she was still tied up. She felt her vision going fuzzy.

"D-Dar…" She tried to say his name, but did not have the strength to do it. Weavile shifted her eyes, momentarily to the thing that was once Darkrai.

"He can't help you." She raised her hand. "He isn't Darkrai."

With a sudden burst of energy, a massive Thunderbolt slammed into Weavile in that instant, knocking the surprised master thief backwards and separated her from her victim.

"RUN GARDEVOIR!!!!" Said the voice of agent Shocker, slicing open her ropes with a single Move.

"What!?" Umbreon questioned, only just now turning around. Slicer was the only one pleased.

"Well well well, if it ain't my old partner." Grinned the scizor in a devious manner.

Shocker had been using a rare ghost type Move- Invisibility, the ability to make oneself hidden to others. He had done this on his own initiative when he realized Gardevoir was in danger, and had slowly crept up on her without anyone noticing…

"Slicer…" Shocker took a defensive stance, floating his orange electric body in between him and Gardevoir. "I've been meaning to deal with you."

"Is that a threat!?" smiled the steel bug. "Then by all means bring it ON-"

"No one touches her."

The voice was a like mist, so quiet you could barely hear it, yet loud enough to clearly imagine the words. And like the mist, it was icy cold, like the air around her.

"She's mine." Said the dark ice Pokemon to Slicer, and to the rest as well. Umbreon gazed at her curiously.

"Yarg?" Questioned Captain Sharkbeard.

"Hey, now this guy's my old partner! I gotta' beat him you know." Slicer said logically. Weavile was unamused.

"Get in my way and I'll kill you."

At this point Slicer frowned. Who was she to claim Gardevoir to kill, never mind his own partner!? Angrily, he growled, and hardened his fist into a Bullet Punch that would teach the shorty exactly who was the boss.

Weavile blocked it with one hand.

With the other, she punched him with an Ice Punch so hard and so fast that Slicer himself was shot into Giant Rock that lay some dozen meters away, even though the attack was not very effective.

"She is…" Weavile tensed up, all her malice and anger welling up into a form of manageable, unholy calm. "My prey."

Shocker cringed.

Thief Weavile.

The greatest criminal in all of known history.

"We have no chance against her." Shocker announced upfront. "Even Blazer and Raptor couldn't subdue her- we couldn't possibly win against Weavile."

"But I did."

The voice was Gardevoir's; quiet, soft, and melodious even if the statement brought tension in the air.

"Can you heal me?" Gardevoir asked, calculating injury level.

"…Are you crazy!?" The rotom was outraged. "There's no way you could win! You're a child! Weavile on the other hand is the greatest threat to mankind-"

"All I know…!" Gardevoir snapped back at Shocker, her eyes meeting his with a fierce, determined gaze. "…is that Darkrai is in danger. And that I'm going to do everything in my power to bring him back."

Shocker simply gaped at the resolution Gardevoir had summoned. She was dead serious on defeating Weavile. It was true that with this, Shocker himself could help his fellow agents win against the monstrosity known as Kurades, but that was only if Gardevoir won. A child, up against the most dangerous criminal of all time.

And yet the park in her eyes. The fierce determination she held. Gardevoir knew she was outmatched in every possible way and yet here she was responding to Weavile's threats. Even with the odds stacked against her, she was still going to try.

Shocker bit his ectoplasmic lip.

"Stall." He finally decided. "…can you stall until we can subdue Dar-Kurades?"

Gardevoir nodded.

Agent Shocker threw her two Sitris Berries, and turned Invisible again. With that, Gardevoir downed the fleshy fruit and stood back up with renewed vigor.

"If you want me… then come and get me." Gardevoir challenged.

Weavile charged.

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"How the hell can he have this much power!?!" Deoxys gasped, as she summoned another Aura Sphere that shot one of Kurades' shoulder tentacles

"That's a class Four for you…" Blaze gritted his teeth, launching a Flamethrower that subdue the second shoulder tentacle. It worked and the tentacle retracted back to its normal size of Kurades' right shoulder.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesn't it feel like he isn't even trying!?" Mukker asked, wary of their opponent.

"He isn't." bitterly muttered Blaze. As Kurades said initially, he wouldn't kill them yet. For now, they were his playthings. He would let them live only as long as they 'entertained' him.

There was a sickeningly obvious gap in power.

YOU GUYS HAVE TO DO SOMETHING! PLEASE!

A pause.

"Was that the narrator?"

KURADES STOLE MY LINE! YOU HAVE TO STOP HIM BEFORE HE DOES IT AGAIN!

"That is because I am the true God! I may do what I please!" Laughed Kurades evilly.

"Well that doesn't matter to us!!!" Cresselia yelled back. "We are going to take Darkrai back, whether you like it or not!!!" To prove her point, Cresselia summoned a large Ice Beam from her mouth and blasted Kurades' center with it. The resulting impact did little damage.

"Do you still believe you can win?" Mocked the dark being controlling Darkrai . "I am the most powerful being to have ever existed! In facrt, I am so powerful…

THAT I CAN BREAK THE FOURTH WALL WITHOUT EVEN TRYING."

All: "Gasp!"

"Now you see the true power of Master Kurades…" Grinned Umbreon, pleased that they now understood their place. Kurades grinned, and decided to further enlighten his opponents on his massive power.

"Snape kills Dumbledor!"

"DAMMIT I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT BOOK!" Blaze cried.

"Also, how is the economy going!? Is it improving or are we going into another recession!? And what's with Egypt lately, and what about the fact that we're in a crappy story, and also-"

As Kurades ranted on, breaking the fourth wall every word, Agent Blaze silently gathered them all up.

"His power to break the fourth wall is fearsome!" Blaze admitted beforehand. "But while he's distracted, let's concoct a plan!"

"I agree. Where's Raptor? She's good with these kinds of things…" Mukker said in his extremely deep voice.

"She would just make a pitfall trap." Deoxys pointed out blandly.

"AHA! LET'S DO THAT!" Mukker and Blaze shouted at once. Cresselia and Deoxys restrained them from leaving the circle. They forced the men to pay attention.

"What we need is an actual plan that will actually work!" Insisted Cresselia. "I have an idea, perhaps if we combine all four of our best Moves, it would be enough to subdue him…"

"I can help with that!" From out of nowhere came agent Shocker, who had just turned himself visible.

"Shocker!" Mukker said happily.

"I can do a Discharge, will that work?" Said Shocker nodding his head. Cresselia nodded hers, and gazed at Deoxys, who met her gaze with equal commitment.

"Alright let's do this." Cresselia announced. They broke from the circle and lined up in a row, charging their most powerful attacks. Cresselia was going to let loose a Psycho cut, Deoxys a Psychic, Shocker a Dischrage, Mukker a Gunk Shot, and Blaze a Fire Blast. With all five Moves used on Kurades all at once, there would be no way Kurades could counter back.

"And you wanted to make a pitfall trap." Smirked Cresselia, nearly done charging.

"…A pitfall trap?" Eyed Shocker suspiciously. "…THAT PURE GENIUS! LET'S DO IT!"

"YEAH!"

And just before they were about to fire, the secret agents raced off to make a pitfall trap.

Cresselia: "…"

Deoxys: "…"

Narrator: HAH YOR A BAD LEADER

"SHUT UP!!!" Cresselia yelled at the narrator.
The situation did not look good. While Kurades was still breaking the fourth wall and clearly vulnerable, Cresselia and Deoxys had just lost three out of their five member 'team', Malispite and Mercifond were nowhere to be found, Gardevoir appeared to be fighting Weavile, and they WERE UP AGAINST A CLASS FOUR LEGENDARY WHO WAS ALSO THE CAUSE OF THE FOURTH GREAT DESTRUCTION AS WELL AS ARCEUS' MORTAL ENEMY AND-

"Wait, I have a plan!" Cresselia spoke to Deoxys, interrupting the dramatic introduction. "It's a slim chance… but perhaps I can use refraction on him."

Refraction was a Move invented by Lugia. Using extreme concentration, it drew the users power level to zero EP, and when the enemy attacked, created large explosions from the transfer of EP. And the kicker was this:

The more powerful the opponent was, the more damaging the Move could be.

"But, what if you can't handle all that Energy Potential?" Deoxys paused. The Move had its fair share of risks- if Cresselia couldn't handle the transfer of EP, then she would most likely suffer from its use.

"I'll have to take it." Cresselia said bravely. She truned to her brother, trapped somewhere beneath the monstrosity known as Kurades. "We're getting him back Deoxys. I have never lost a battle before, and I don't plan on starting now. Provoke him!"

"…alright." Deoxys regenerated some of her wounds using her Shifter abilities, then yelled loudly at Kurades.

DEOXYS USED TAUNT SOMEHOW!

"Kurades!!"

"And also Spiderman is actually Peter Parker-hm?" Kurades paused in mid sentence to gaze at Deoxys, who was pointing a finger at him

"Your mother is so stupid that she sits on the TV and watches the couch!!!" Deoxys taunted.

Kurades paused.

"I have no mother. The joke doesn't make sense." Stated the dark lord.

"…Uh… The other day I was looking up synonyms for ugly and guess what I found!?"

"Hm?"

"YOR FACE!!!"

Kurades paused again.

"I don't get it."

Deoxys slapped her face.

"Master was always a bit slow with jokes…" admitted Umbreon, frowning. "Still, what is the point of this? Are they trying to provoke him or something?

"Try another insult!" Commanded Cresselia.

"Uh…" Deoxys began to think. What could she use that would degrade Kurades so much, he would unleash all of his power in one attack? More importantly, what could she use on a guy that did not understand that he was being insulted. Deciding she had no other option, Deoxys resorted to something she knew the audience would hate.

"CHUCK NORRIS!!!"

That did it.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Kurades said in a creepy demented voice. "NO ONE USES THAT ACCURSED NAME IN FRONT OF THE TRUE GOD.

EVERYONE DIES."

Kurades held up his freakishly large tentacle arm. From out of nowhere, surrounding Kurades were black spheres that materialized from out of nowhere. Umbreon recognized this as Kurades' signature Move.

"BLACK BULLET."Stated Kurades in his angry/calm state. The black blots in the sky then converged near his arm. It was at this that Deoxys realized his power level was rising fast, he had placed some serious energy inside those spheres.

"Cresselia…" Muttered Deoxys to her friend. Cresselia was scared too, but forcefully lowered her power level.

"Black Bullet is an attack that only Master knows." Explained Umbreon. "He uses his creation powers to create solid energy in the form of dark matter. It explodes with whatever comes into contact with it, dealing enough damage to decimate anything to ashes." He said darkly, as Slicer, Sharkbeard and Banette watched intently.

"BLACK BULLET PUNCH" Kurades modified his signature Move and charged towards the nearest living thing- Cresselia- in order to dfo as Umbreon explained and blow it to ashes. It was at this moment that Cresselia realized that with that much energy, dying was a very real possibility.

And yet she stood. Cresselia was so afraid of her life that she was trembling. However she held herself from retreating, she concentrated harder than she ever did before. She was held back by a reason greater than her own life: the safety of her little brother.

"DIE."

The impact came like a thousand needles. Time seems to slow down the instant his fist met with Cresselia's yellow head. Pain seared through her from every pore, the effect of Cresselia not controlling the EP surrounding her. With a yell, she stood her ground, and pushed back onto Kurades, time resuming its normal flow.

"Refraction…!!!!!!" Yelled the lunar swan. At once the energy began to surge out of Kurades, exploding trying to find its way out of his body. Kurades began to scream, the explosions were highly painful , eroding his body and reducing it to pieces.  With a roar he had no choice but to fall to the ground and helplessly fells his own Energy Potential corroding his flesh.

It was soon over. Kurades- Darkrai, had been scarred, bruised, and there were even holes in some parts of his body. The EP Cresselia had just witnessed far outclassed the last time she used it on Schrocat. But it was finally over. They had beaten Kurades.

"Hmph. Marvelous." Congratulated Umbreon. "You both did well. I'm impressed."

"Good for you." Deoxys got in between the injured Cresselia and Umbreon. "We'll be taking back Darkrai now."

"Oh you can't do that." Umbreon laughed. "No, we won't stop you from doing it.

The match isn't over yet."

At that, Kurades twisted his new body into a upright standing position.

"N-No…way…" Deoxys gasped. Kurades merely grinned, and began regenerating his lost body parts- the holes in his body filled up, the bruises disappeared, and the scars faded into nothingness, leaving behind a grin too wide for a normal face to contain.

"Good show." Clapped Kurades, with his normal arm and mutated one. "And oh yes, just in case you were wondering, I took your bait and decided to be provoked. I didn't expect that  however. What is that Move, if I may ask?"

"Deoxys!!!" Cresselia backoned.

"Oh well, I guess it's time for our little game to end" Kurades said, walking towards them.

There was a click.

Right after the click, Kurades suddenly found himself sucked into the ground, and then blasted with what seemed to be a million tons of dynamite shooting out flames from every direction with Kurades at its epicenter. Wide eyed, the girls looked over to the Secret Agents, who grinned back. The pitfall trap worked.

"YARG!? IS THE CAP'N IN DAVY JONES' LOCKER!?!?" Shouted Captain Sharkbeard at the sight of the massive flame pillar.

"Oh please." Umbreon rolled his eyes. Sure enough, Kurades willed the flames away, and pulled himself from the ground, seemingly without effort.

"Well to be honest I didn't see that one coming either." Kurades said, dusting himself off casually. "But all for naught. This is all child's play for a being such as myself."

Both attacks had failed.

"We never had a chance from the beginning, did we?" Shocker smiled meekly at Blaze.

"I shall finish this. It was fun while it lasted." Kurades gave them fitting last words. He raised his mutated arm, and it began to stretch, as a dark mist poured out of it.

"What Move is he using now!?" The ribonian tensed her muscles. At this, Kurades paused. He wasn't using a Move. Why should he, all he needed to really do was flatten them where they stood. What would give them the impression-

He saw the mist pouring out of his body.

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"It's finally time!!!" Giratina shouted above the roar of energy surging through the seal. "It's breaking!!!"

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"What on earth…?" Kurades said to himself. Now the mist was pouring out from everywhere, straight in front of him.

"He retracted his arm…?" Cresselia said in confusion. "And what's with the-"

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Giratina and Arceus simply watched as the seal began to pour massive amounts of stored energy to keep its prisoner contained. However it was fighting a losing battle, it was using too much energy, and the barrier surrounding Asmodeus' soul would be out shortly.

It was its last, desperate act.

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As Kurades looked on, he saw the mist take shape. It was vague at first, but soon features became visible.

White hair. Grey body. Wide shoulders. Large chest. Shoulder wisps.

And soon it even had Energy Potential.

The figure smiled as it finally formed. With a glance, it opened its left eye at Kurades and grinned. It's eye was in the shape of a ring, white pupil, blue iris, with the surrounding being crimson red.

Kurades grinned.

"Oh my."

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Nothing remained.

Arceus and Giratina simply stared.

The seal was gone.

Nothing remained.

The second the seal had vanished, so had its contents. Asmodeus soul evaporated into nothingness.

"What!?" Giratina shouted at the impossibility of it all. "How did his soul disappear like that!? I can't even sense it anymore!!"

"No!" Arceus suddenly realized the dark truth behind it all. "Giratina, souls cannot be destroyed! Do you realize what this means!?

It means his soul was never there in the first place!!!!"

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"Asmodeus you sly devil."

"Oh yeah." Said the new figure in a dark voice.

"I'm back baby."