Latios was sitting in bed reading a newspaper and sipping a bottle of soda. He chuckled as he read the comics section. His head turned at the sound of the door opening. It was night time but the moon shone through the blinds. A blue and white desk lamp, handcrafted by Palkia, sat on his nightstand.
“Oh, hey little sis, I didn’t think you’d be back from Altomare so soon. So you see your boyfriend again?” he asked jokingly, as he saw Latias enter the room.
Latias grinned deviously. “No, but I got a little surprise for you,” she said.
“What exactly-“ Latios was cut off as Latias pinned him to the bed and turned him face down.
“Latias, can you get off me?” Latios said, his voice muffled by the bed.
“In a little while,” Latias replied. She chuckled to herself as she tied Latios’s arms to the bed posts with some rope that she had on the floor.
Latios tried to pull his arm frees but to no avail. “Latias! Why the fuck are you tying me to my bed?” Latios demanded, raising his head from the bed.
“You’ll see,” she replied. She gently forced Latios’s head back into bed and gently stroked his neck.
“Be a good boy and stay here while I get some supplies,” Latias said as she headed out the door.
“Please let this be a dream,” Latios said. A blush spread through his face as he realized that he was completely helpless and at his little sister’s mercy.
“Hey Latios! Can I have some help?” Zapdos called from outside the room.
“I’m a little tied up right now,” Latios replied. Damn it! Why did I have to say that? He thought.
Zapdos entered the room and spotted Latios, tied face down on his bed. It was too much for him; he immediately began laughing.
“Hey! How about untying me?!” Latios snapped.
“No…Just…,” Zapdos was laughing too hard to finish the sentence. He then flew out of the room.
In a few more minutes, Latias returned with a spatula. “Okay, hold still,” she said.
“What the fuck are you going to do with that spatula?” Latios demanded. Suddenly there was a thwack as Latias hit him with the spatula.
“Ow! Latias!” Thwack! “Stop spanking me with-“ Thwack! “Ow! The spatula!”
Latios turned his head and noticed that Zapdos, Lugia, Articuno, Moltres and Groudon were watching him getting spanked by his little sister.
“Get lost you perverts!” he shouted over the noise of his sister spanking him. He then looked at Groudon. “Wait, you’re supposed to be at Treasure Town!”
Groudon shrugged and resumed watching.
Latios then buried his head into the soft bed and began crying.
All of a sudden, Latios found himself in his room. It was still night time and the moon shone brightly through the blinds. He looked around and noticed that he was not tied to his bead nor was Latias spanking him with a spatula. In fact, Latias was snuggled up with her pillow and fast asleep.
As he moved to get out of bed, he felt something wet on his sheets. “Darkrai!” he shouted.
“Latios, why are you shouting at Darkrai?” Latias asked, rubbing her eyes and floating out of her bed and next to Latios.
Almost as if by magic, Darkrai then rose from carpet of the room. His electric blue eye shone brightly in the dark room. “What is it?” he asked with mock surprise.
“Darkrai, what are you doing here?”
“Just warming up my nightmare generating powers before I use them on an assignment.”
“You’re a sick, twisted bastard!” Latios said.
“All because I gave you a nightmare?”
“No… I mean yes… I mean, you gave me a nightmare that could have come out of Groudon’s imagination!”
“What’s wrong with Groudon’s imagination?” Latias asked.
“It’s not appropriate for pokémon your age,” Latios replied.
“Come on! I’m 600 years old!” she whined.
“Yeah, I’m 1,600 years old so whatever I say goes.”
“Fine.” Latias then hovered next to her bed. She turned her head and noticed a wet spot on Latios’s sheets. Must have been one scary nightmare, she thought as she climbed into bed.
“So, it’s not going to hurt you,” Darkrai replied with a shrug.
“Get out of my room so I can sleep without you shoving your twisted bondage nightmares into my head,” Latios demanded.
Darkrai left the room and closed the door behind him.
Suddenly the sound of Darkrai screaming could be heard.
A muffled “Cresselia! Get away from me!” was heard through the door.
Latios went to the closet and proceeded to change his sheets.
Rayquaza was flying high in the troposphere. The cold, thin air proved no hindrance to him as he flew. The faint glows of Hoenn’s cities were spread out below him. Above him was the infinite sea of black.
He watched as a rocket from Mossdeep Space Center soared past him and into the stratosphere.
“The ozone layer really is a nice place to relax and get away from the stress of Groudon and Kyogre arguing,” he said. “Probably because they can’t get up here,” he added with a chuckle.
He then noticed something plummet past him. He prepared a Hyper Beam to destroy the offending object but he dissipated the charge once he noticed that it was spacecraft from Mossdeep Space Center. He dove after it, his powers protecting him from the immense speeds that he reached. He peered into the windows, much to the shock of the crewmembers. He snapped a crude salute at them, which they returned.
He then turned away from the space craft and climbed back into the troposphere. “Humans never cease to surprise me,” he said to himself. “When I was a hatchling, I never saw them up here. And only 200 years later, I routinely see them here. My, how times have changed.”
Giratina sat in bed and looked around the room. There was only one bed but two dressers, one with a gold and white color scheme and the other with a black, yellow and red color scheme. Two nightstands, in the same color pattern as the dressers sat on opposite sides of the bed. The moonlight shining through the windows illuminated gold and white walls along with a black carpet.
He looked at the digital clock sitting on his nightstand. It was 1:30 AM. His black cell phone, custom made by Mewtwo, was charging on his night stand as well. Next to him was Arceus’s form, covered in the white half of the blanket. His half of the blanket was pure black.
“She looks so cute like that,” he said softly. He then slid under the blankets and snuggled up to Arceus.
Lugia was sitting in bed working on his art. He was cleaning up the pencil sketch of Shaymin in her Land Forme.
Suddenly, the door opened and Dialga stepped in. A small Dialga plushie was sitting on his back. Lugia hastily covered himself with the sketchbook.
“Erm, Dialga… I didn’t think you’d be back so soon,” he said with a blush.
“I WON SOMETHING AT THE VEILSTONE GAME CORNER. IT’S A PLUSHIE OF ME,” Dialga replied. He then telekinetically levitated the plushie over to Lugia’s dresser.
Dialga then looked at Lugia and noticed that he was fidgeting. “LUGIA, WHAT ARE YOU HIDING UNDER YOUR SKETCHBOOK?” he asked.
Lugia blushed even deeper. “I…I’m naked,” he replied.
Dialga sighed. “WE’RE ALL NAKED. ARE YOU HIDING SMUT?” he asked.
Suddenly, a rush of air from the hallway blew the sketchbook off the bed and revealed what Lugia was hiding.
It was a diaper. To make matters worse, it was printed with “cute” graphics.
“ARGH! WHY ARE YOU WEARING A DIAPER!?” Dialga blurted out.
Lugia’s face had turned bright red from embarrassment. He quickly slid himself under the sheets. “I…I…,” - he blushed even deeper – “have a bit of bedwetting problem. And please, don’t broadcast my problem,” he said.
Dialga shook his head. “I NEED TO GET UXIE TO ERASE THAT MEMORY,” Dialga said. He then headed out the door.
Lugia telekinetically closed the door in Dialga’s face. “You are not to breathe a word about this to anyone, especially that weirdo Uxie! Or I will sell that ‘special’ photo of you and Suicune to the highest bidder,” Lugia said threateningly.
Dialga gulped. That photo was one of his low points. “ALL RIGHT YOU WIN,” he said.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Lugia telekinetically opened the door and Shaymin – in her Land Forme - was standing there.
“Hey, is my self portrait ready?” she demanded.
“Can’t you wait?” Lugia snapped.
“I’m paying you! And I expect that portrait to be done by tomorrow afternoon.”
“You are not my sole customer!”
“Well, I’m your-“ Shaymin began.
“Get out of my room!” Lugia ordered, cutting Shaymin off midsentence.
Shaymin let out an indignant snort and left the room.
Basalt Crevice B1
“So this it?” Kyogre asked, looking around the cave.
The cave itself was fairly well lit by patches of luminous fungus growing on the walls. The walls were a bleak grey and the ground was cool and slick with moisture. They were standing in the middle of a large room with passageways to the left and right.
Groudon pulled the wonder map out of his pack. “The map says we’re in Basalt Crevice,” he said, looking at the map. He then put the map back into his bag.
“Well, let’s start looking for the Pidgey,” Kyogre said, heading for the left exit.
“Shouldn’t we start by looking in this room?” Groudon asked.
Kyogre and Groudon split up and began exploring the room.
Kyogre picked up something that looked like a blue glass sphere in the left corner of the room. She gasped as it disappeared from her grasp. She shrugged and levitated over to another corner of the room.
Meanwhile, Groudon was battling with a Geodude that had taken exception to his presence. The Geodude looked like a normal one save for eyes that glowed a steady red. Groudon staggered back somewhat from the Geodude’s tackle to his gut but he retaliated with a punch that sent the Geodude flying into the wall. The impact left a crater in the wall but the Geodude recovered and went after him. Groudon was ready this time and he sidestepped the attack and punched the Geodude. This punch crashed the Geodude into the wall, where it slid to the ground unconscious.
Kyogre levitated over to Groudon just as the Geodude went unconscious. “Groudon! What happened?” she asked.
“Geodude,” Groudon replied.
“Okay, looks like you handled it. In any case, mind checking the bag to see if that glass orb I picked up is in there?”
Groudon opened the treasure bag and to his surprise, the blue orb was inside. He picked the orb up and he felt a curious warmth in his hands.
“This is an all-hit orb. Activate?” a cool masculine voice said. The voice seemed to come from within his head.
Groudon dropped the orb in shock but the orb simply fell on the ground without shattering. He picked it up again. “What is an all-hit orb?” he asked.
“A wonder orb that contains an enchantment that will let your attacks seek the enemy’s weak spot. But this enchantment can only be used once and it is not permanent,” the voice said.
Groudon placed the escape orb back into the bag. “Anything?” he asked.
“No,” Kyogre replied.
The two then headed out the left passage and followed it to a dead end room. The room looked the same as the room they had left. The two then split up and began exploring the room.
Groudon was examining an abandoned treasure bag sitting in the corner of the wall. He picked it up and was about to shove it into the bag dangling from his shoulder.
Kyogre picked up some lost coins and spotted Groudon about to place the treasure bag into his bag. “Groudon! Don’t-“
“Don’t what?” Groudon asked, absentmindedly sticking the treasure bag he found into the old treasure bag.
Suddenly, there was a tremendous explosion as the bag ejected its contents.
“Oh, shit,” Groudon said, watching the items fall down around him.
Kyogre sighed. “Get our stuff back,” she ordered. She then levitated around the room, picking up the scattered items. Groudon did the same.
Soon, the two had finished gathering up the scattered items.
“Chatot wasn’t kidding when he said not to put a treasure bag inside another treasure bag,” Groudon said. He then opened the bag. Inside were two oran berries, two bags of dried fruit, the escape orb, the map and the coins that Kyogre picked up. He looked on the ceiling and noticed that an apple was impaled on a stalactite.
Kyogre then levitated over to the staircase in the far end of the room. “Coming?” she asked.
Groudon followed her and the two went down the stairs.
Basalt Crevice B4
The two had explored through three floors of the dungeon and were now deep inside the cavern. Throughout the exploration, they were attacked by pokémon but they posed no great challenge.
Groudon picked up a handful of Poké that was lying on the ground near a rubble pile in the corner of the room he was in. “So where’s that Pidgey?” Groudon asked.
Almost immediately, a faint “Help me!” was heard throughout the cavern.
“That must be him!” Kyogre said, rushing to the source of the noise. When they arrived, they spotted a Pidgey trying to flee two red-eyed Aron who were chasing him.
“Go Water Pulse!” Kyogre shouted. A ring of water shot from her mouth and smashed into one of the Aron. The Aron staggered about drunkenly as it was struck. The other Aron left the Pidgey alone and went after the two Legendaries.
“Take this! Mud Slap!” the other Aron shouted. Almost immediately, a small wave of mud rose from the ground and struck Kyogre in the face.
“Water Pulse!” Kyogre shouted, trying to wipe the mud from her eyes. This time, the ring of water missed and struck the wall.
The other Aron had recovered and attacked Groudon with a Headbutt to the stomach. Groudon staggered back from the powerful blow and he retaliated with a punch that sent the Aron crashing into the wall. He was surprised when the Aron shook itself off and charged at him again.
“Damn it! Why won’t you stay down!” he shouted. He punched the Aron again, sending it flying into the wall. The Aron shook the attack off and tried to ram him again.
“Let’s try a Hammer Arm!” he said. His right arm glowed white and he smashed it down onto the Aron, literally driving it into the ground and leaving a small crater. The Aron was now completely unconscious.
Kyogre had knocked out the other Aron with a pointblank Water Pulse.
“So are you okay?” Groudon asked. He was clutching his stomach where the Aron had hit him with a Headbutt attack.
“Fine,” Kyogre replied, flicking some mud from her eye.
The Pidgey peered out from behind a large stalagmite. “W…Who are you? ” he asked fearfully.
“We are Groudon and Kyogre of Team KyGrou,” Kyogre replied.
“I’m Aves. Are you here to rescue me?” the Pidgey asked.
Groudon turned his badge over and noticed that a small patch on the badge glowed a steady blue color. He placed his finger on it and he heard a cool, feminine voice speaking to him but it seemed to emanate from within his head.
“Activate teleportation system?” the voice asked.
“Yes,” Groudon replied.
A golden light enveloped the entire group and then dissolved.
At the crossroads, Breaker and Querc were heading out to get a drink at Spinda’s Café when a Groudon, Kyogre and Aves appeared in a flash of golden light. It was now late afternoon.
“Hey, Ky! Good job on your first mission!” Breaker said.
“Never call me Ky!” Kyogre replied.
Breaker and Querc headed down the stairs into the café.
The Legendaries and Aves entered the guild and climbed down the ladder. There, they encountered a Spearow standing in front of the message board. Other recruits were returning from errands or heading out on missions. Chatot was busy supervising the entire area.
“Altus! I’m back!” Aves chirped.
The Spearow turned towards the speaker and spotted Aves, Groudon and Kyogre. “Aves! You’re alive! ”
Aves ran up to Altus. “Yep, I am! Thanks to Groudon and Kyogre!” he said.
Altus looked at the two. “Well, I guess I should reward your for a job well done,” he said, reaching into the messenger bag he was wearing and placing a small sack filled with coins at their feet. “I hope 2,000 Poké is enough,” he said.
“We’re just here to help pokémon in need,” Groudon replied picking up the bag.
Altus and Aves flew up the ladder and out of sight.
“Wow! 2,000 Poké! We’ll pay Arceus’s fine in no time flat!” Kyogre said.
“Ah, I see you got your reward for your first successful mission,” Chatot said. He then plucked the bag out of Groudon’s hands and opened a door that was behind the Smeargle clerk’s desk.
“Damn it, Chatot! We worked for that cash!” Groudon replied.
“Easy, you’ll get it back,” Chatot replied as he closed the door.
Groudon simply pouted while Kyogre muttered vague threats under her breath. A few minutes later, the door opened and Chatot returned with the cash. He handed the bag over to Groudon, who opened it.
“Erm, there’s only 200 Poké in here,” Groudon said.
“I should have mentioned this to you earlier but it’s too late for that so here it goes. The guild takes 90% of any cash reward from a mission. Any money you find or make by selling is left alone. In addition, all items are yours to keep,” Chatot replied. “And don’t even think about breaking into that room to steal money. Officer Magnezone does not take too kindly to thieves and he will know if the room has been broken into,” he added.
“Fuck! It looks like we’re going to have to work harder to pay off that debt,” Kyogre said.
“Not to mention, we’ll need to spend money on supplies too,” Groudon added. He then shoved the coin bag into a pouch inside the treasure bag for coins.
“I could use a drink at Spinda’s Café.”
The two then headed out the ladder and up to the surface.