Dastardly Desires Chapter 19 (Patreon)

"Xander's Log. Day... fuck... rotom, what day is it?" 

"Day Ninety two." 

"Day Ninety two." The teen repeats with a long sigh. 

He stretches his arms, letting out a long groan. "Sleeping in a sleeping bag for so long is honestly starting to put a crick in my back." 

A yawn leaves his lips as he wipes away a tear. "Well. Anyways. Ghost types exist... even back here. Haven't seen a poison type yet, though. Most things here seem to use brawn over something like poison to hunt, though." 

He is silent for a short moment. "You know, it's sort of wild just how little a pokemon can change over a few million years... and just how much one can change. Like. Those feathered purple things... after some careful observation from afar, I think I finally know what they are... they're a Proto Pidgey! Like, what?! I mean, makes sense. Feathered bird-like creatures with a long plume of feathers that looks like hair. It should have clicked sooner, honestly." 

"I guess I was just stuck on the body type more than anything... but ignoring that, there's pokemon that genuinely look as if they are like... Evolutions of pokemon we have in modern times! Donphan, but it has scales and a tail, Misdreavus but it has like... wings. Jigglypuff but with a mohawk." 

He rubs the bridge of his nose. "Recently we also had a thought... to see if there were any potential evolutionary items that didn't survive the tests of time... determining what is and isn't an evolutionary item is... difficult... we're mainly looking around for any sort of special rocks. Maybe a plant that produces some sort of unique energy? We're going in here blind, honestly. But... I mean, what do you expect?" 

~~Linebreak~~

A long breath leaves my lips as I peer through a tiny portal, a frown rests on my face. 

Suicune. 

Or rather... 

Velociraptor Suicune. 

What. The. Fuck? 

The portal merlin is controlling shuts, then shifts to triceratops Entei... then long-necked Raikou. 

"Your face isn't really giving me faith here." Zinnia observes. 

I clasp my hands together, fingertips pausing atop my lips, closing my eyes as I take a deep breath. 

"It shouldn't." I eventually speak. "Do you want to hear the good news... or the bad news of what Merlin has found?" 

"Good news?" 

"I believe I have gained a little more knowledge of a legendary pokemon back home." 

"Oh boy." Zinnia grouses. "And the bad?" 

"There are three legendary pokemon relatively close to our home... if you discount the one sleeping in the mountain." 

"..." 

"Who?" 

"Entei, Suicune, and Raikou." I answer. 

"Huh?" The girl blinks. "Wait, wait I've heard about those! Didn't they only appear after that one tower burned down?! Why are they here?! That makes LITERALLY no sense!" 

"If you take a brief moment to think... it sort of does." I begin quietly. 

"H-Huh?" She whispers. 

"You've heard that they appeared from the burned tower, yes, but... they only appeared because Ho-oh came and revived the three pokemon that couldn't get out into those three... so... reasonably... the Suicune, Entei, and Raikou of now... is also the same case. Pokemon revived by Ho-oh." 

"But- that- huh." The girl mutters. 

"The main thing I'm worried about is how different they look." I admit after a brief moment. "I mean, back home they were all quadrupedal and looked like they could be a trio... but here? One walks on two legs, one has a long neck, and one is built like a Bastiodon. It's ridiculous- wait." 

"..." 

I cup my chin. "What if... they are different... not because Ho-oh forced them to be different, but because the dead pokemon were different?" 

"Pardon?" 

"What if the whole 'legendary dog' thing is less transforming them into dogs... and they're only dogs because they were originally dog pokemon?" 

"Hm. So this 'legendary-ification' could apply to any pokemon?" Courtney questions. 

"It seems to be that way." I nod once. "That means that this time's Raikou comes from an Arourus or similar pokemon, Suicune, a Koraidon, and Entei a Bastiodon or similar species." 

"That is- wait... Koraidon?! Aren't those already strong as shit?!" Zinnia gasps. "What happens if you slap legendary on top of that?!" 

I simply shrug. 

"Wait." Courtney speaks. "If the three legendary beasts are all different in this time... that begs the question. Which pokemon did they come from in our time?" 

"If... I had to make a guess?" I begin quietly, cocking my head to the side. "Probably Jolteon, Vaporeon, and Flareon." 

The pink haired girl nods along quietly. "That seems like a reasonable assumption." 

~~Linebreak~~

"Hey, Xander?"  

I hum in acknowledgement, quietly spinning a large sigil in the air. 

"What's the deal with those sleeves?" Zinnia questions, gesturing to the compression sleeves around my arms. 

"Oh? These? I just like them, I guess?" I lie as easy as I breathe. 

"You're going to look hilarious after this little trip, I hope you know. A horrible mis-matched tan." She points out. "Heck! You probably already have one now! Lemme see! Come on! Let me!" 

She grasps my arm like she's about to put me in an arm bar or something, the back of my arm pressing into her fairly sizable bust.  

She is shockingly strong. 

"HAH! SEE-eh?" 

The girl stares down at the inside of my forearm for a moment before I pull my arm free, sliding the sleeves back down my arm. 

"Oh..." She whispers after a long moment of silence. 

Courtney flinches back suddenly, eyes staring blankly forwards. 

She robotically turns, then with one swift moment, she reveals the scars on my other arm. 

"Who did this to you?" She frowns. 

"My...self?" I eventually speak. 

"You... you don't know?" She questions. 

"Know what?!"  

"..." 

"Xander... a bunch of men broke into your room and slit your wrists." She eventually speaks. 

I freeze. "Wh- huh?!" 

"You didn't know?" 

"Well, I'm sorry, but my memories of before I woke up in a bathtub of my own blood have been fragmented at best and utterly absent at worst." 

"That... is typically a result of excessive dream-eating." The pink haired girl continues. 

"..." 

"I thought you didn't want to be psychic." I point out. 

"At this point... since meeting you, my visions have become far more frequent... and accurate." She frowns. "So... while I don't like it... supernatural powers are something not well defined by science, thus I dislike it, but at this point, there is no point in denying it." 

"Having visions probably puts you in the top one percent of psychics, you know that, right?" I deadpan with a half-lidded stare. "Like, above even most psychic type pokemon." 

She doesn't say anything. 

"There will be no end to people who seek to get you in their organizations." 

"Yes." She nods once. "There won't... which is why I plan to join you... even in your... less than legal endeavors." 

"..." 

"Yes." She nods once. "I am aware of what you do... what you seek to do... and while I don't necessarily like it. I find myself agreeing with its efficiency and humane...ness..." 

"..." 

My eyes stray to the wall. "Alright. So. Aside from your fairly startling knowledge of my personal life- sort of expected when you are best friends with a legitimate psychic- I... suppose I now have to think on who has issues with me... and how do I kill them?" 

"Hm." Courtney hums as my eyes slowly stray towards her. 

"..." 

"Oh. I do not know that." She states. 

"Your psychic powers are inconvenient." 

"Yes." She nods once, voice muted slightly. "I get a headache every time they happen... I would much prefer to move things with my mind... or to simply not have them at all at a certain point." 

My eyes return to the wall. "I... just wish I knew why they targeted me... I wasn't anything special... what reason could they have had?" 

~~Linebreak~~

"Xander's Log. Day one thirty three." 

"We're fucked." The pale greyish-white haired teen blandly states as he stares into the camera. "We are SOOO fucked. Like, what is up with this place?! I've counted six legendary pokemon here! Six of them! There's the big mountain one that is thankfully still asleep, but there's Entei, Raikou, and Suicune just walking around, leading herds of similar looking pokemon! Like, Suicune's the alpha of a bunch of Koraidon, Entei's leading around a bunch of Bastiodon, and Raikou's seemingly the ender of a bunch of Aurorus" 

"Then some big, feathered dragon thing's flying around... I think that might be Ho-oh, from the legend of the three beasts. Then. To top it all off... there's some sort of proto-Latios-slash-as crawling around. Turns out they don't know how to fly yet." 

"We'd be killed by even the normal alpha pokemon wandering around here... now we've got to deal with legendries?! ANCIENT legendries far more powerful than the ones in our times which are ALREADY basically walking natural disasters?!" 

"We're lucky Merlin can teleport us and has an assortment of skills that allow him to be as annoying as physically possible to our enemies. Otherwise we'd be totally fucked." 

He slumps back against the rock wall. "Another thing on my mind is that... there's just so many conveniences of modern life that you just... take advantage of... I'd probably murder someone for a bowl of cereal at this point. Even something simple like bran flakes." 

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I sit up with a tired groan, a yawn leaving my lips. 

I look to the little fox curled up on my legs, giving him a small scratch behind the ear that causes his legs to twitch. 

At my movement, another figure slowly awakens, Zinnia sits up, stretching her arms above her head. 

I blink owlishly and glance downwards. 

Two tanned caramel orbs are on full display. 

"Zinnia?" I whisper. 

"Mhhhm?" She tiredly moans, wiping an eye. 

"Where is your shirt?" 

She blinks slowly then glances down. 

"Huh." A low hum leaves her mouth as her hands come to her chest. An impish smirk briefly crosses her lips as she pushes her bust up. "Was wondering why it was a bit cooler this morning. You like what you see~?" 

Without a word I reach out, hand cupping her breast as her face turns scarlet. 

I nod once. "Soft." 

Her hands come around my bicep. "Firm." 

We sit there for a fair moment before I eventually let go, as does she.  

Courtney wakes up on my other side, blinking blearily as she peers around. 

Her eyes lock onto the topless body of Zinnia, eyes narrowing. "You... are trying to seduce him?" 

"Mn. Nah. The string I keep my top up with snapped again. It's a little worn out." Zinnia sighs. "But the word 'trying' implies that I haven't already succeeded." 

A long sigh leaves my lips. "I'd totally fuck one or both of you to pass the time if I wasn't worried about not pulling out in time or one of you leg locking me." 

"Heh. Yeah. I can see myself doing that." Zinnia grins while Courtney's face slowly turns red. 

"Which is a problem, as if either of you get pregnant, well, we're probably going to die... horribly. Prehistory is not a very good place to take care of a baby, after all." I blandly announce as I slowly crawl out of my sleeping bag, Loki letting out a small growl of protest.  

"Ee-vee!" He glares at me as he stands... then walks in a circle and lays back down on the now empty bag, curled up in a small ball. 

"So. What's on the agenda today?" I ask. 

"I feel like Shelly's close to evolving... once that happens, maybe I can use the Salamencite and take the fight to some of the stronger beasties around here... mainly that soaring fucker because I WANT ONE. Xander I want ancient Salamence soooo fuckin' bad. Like, if you get me one, I'm yours forever. Please please please." 

"Fine. Fine." I roll my eyes. "I'll see what I can do when we get back home." 

"Also. I've given the name some thought... and considering how obsessed with Salamence you are, what do you think of these names? Bagrunt, combining the words Bagon, Grunt, as in the mooks of a criminal organization, hinting at its dark typing, and 'runt' as it is- hypothetically- the smallest form of the Salamence." 

"Oooh. Sounds pretty good. You got one for Shelgon and Salamence as well?" 

"Shelignant. As in Malignant, then Malimence as for 'Malice Salamence'." 

"Those are actually all really good!" The girl grins. "I need to start thinking of a good personal name as well!" 

"I've noticed you're not very good with names." I agree. 

"Hey!" She growls, a pout appearing on her lips. 

"You named a Shelgon 'Shelly' and an Altaria 'Altair'... if you had a Charizard, would you name it 'Char' or something?" 

"Charizard aren't real dragon types!" She frowns. 

"Its mega evolution is." I point out. "Or, at least, one of the two are." 

"Mn. Until it has that illustrious dragon type at all times, I don't want it." She pouts, crossing her arms over her still bare chest. 

"Well, I sort of have a theory about Mega Evolution... that it's less evolution and more... returning to the pokemon's roots." 

"Wait... so Charizard might have originally been a dragon type?! Wait. How does it have two mega forms, then?!" 

"Convergent evolution, maybe? Two separate species that look similar but are different. Maybe the two species became one at some point?" I shrug. 

"Fix your shirt, Zinnia." Courtney frowns. "It's indecent." 

"You're just jealous he groped me instead of you." Zinnia huffs. "Also, my boobs are bigger." 

She places her hands under her breasts and gives them a nudge upwards with a smug smirk. 

I can see Courtney's eyes slowly slide over to meet mine. There's a fire burning deep within. 

"Oh hey, I'm going to do a little scouting! Kay-bye!" 

~~Linebreak~~

"Alright... I'll bite... what the fuck are we even looking at?" I question as I gaze at a rainbow rock sat upon our map table. 

"This stone produces unfathomable energy." Courtney begins as I gently hold Loki in my arms. 

He really wants that rock. 

"Which is curious as... there are no evolution stones." She shakes her head. "At least not in the traditional sense. I believe that we were sent back before the origin of evolution stones... which is unusual as the scientific community believed that the stones were always around." 

"Is this the only rainbow stone you've found? Cause if not, are you okay with Loki having it? He's really eager to get his paws on it." 

Courtney's eyes stray downwards to the little fox thrashing and squirming in my arms. 

"Yes. He can have it... I suppose... wait. You are recording, correct?" She turns to the nearby rotom. 

"I am." It intones. 

"Good. We wouldn't want to miss it if he evolves from this." 

I sit the brat on the table. He rushes forwards, jaws clenching around the stone. 

FLASH 

A blinding light fills the room. I am forced to cover my eyes, as is Zinnia and Courtney. 

When the glowing light clears a dark figure is stood on the table. 

Larger than a typical eevee, a bit larger than the eevee evolutions as well.  

It has a long dark tail, there's a fluffy black poof of fur around its neck and a large unruly strand of hair atop its head. 

On its fur, I can see some slight stripes of a darker coloration. It's paws are the same way. 

Its eyes are a ghostly greenish white and its pupils are just two large black slits. 

The fox shakes its body. Its disproportionately long tail swishing around behind it. 

Its large ears twitch as it turns to look at me. 

"Prismee..." It quietly speaks after a moment, causing my eyes to widen as a literal rainbow light seems to escape its jaws every time it opens its mouth. 

"Prismeoooon~" it exclaims. 

"..." 

I look to Courtney, then to Zinnia, then the rotom. 

"Well. Shit." I whisper. 

The white of its eyes seem to rapidly shift between colors. Grey, Red, Blue, Cyan, Orange, Purple, Yellow, Green- 

With a repeated blink on Loki's part the colors stop. 

He shakes off his body as if he had just climbed out of some water, quirking his head to the side. 

"Prismeon... huh?" I mutter slowly. "Like a... prism?" 

"Prismeee!" He preens, puffing out his chest. 

"So. One of two things have happened." I speak, glancing to my companions. "Either One: I now have an Eevee that has access to all types at will... or we discovered a new pokemon type... 'Light' type, 

"What was that stone?" Courtney ponders. "To induce an evolution... well, it's obviously an evolution stone. Could that have been the origin of all evolution stones? An... Origin Stone?" 

She tils her head. "If that is the case. How do normal evolution stones form from it? Could it be possible to create more 'Origin Stones' in the future? Could it be possible to substitute the origin stone for this... Prismeon... evolution by having an Eevee touch all known modern evolution stones at once?" 

"No clue." Zinnia shakes her head. "I'm just here for the dragons, really." 

"Xander. Do you mind if I briefly use your scanner? We need to see if anything is wrong with your Loki." Courtney begins. 

"Well. Less, 'Wrong' and more see what has changed." She corrects a moment later. 

"Sure." I shrug. "Be right back." 

I eventually return with my scanner, something that hasn't seen much use here as the beam it shoots is rather obvious. 

Plus, we are required to get quite close to whatever we wish to scan. 

"Let's just compare it to his previous Jolteon average." I mutter to myself as I raise the scanning gun. 

A wave of light slowly washes over the Prismeon, the light seemingly being sucked up inside of it. 

Species: ? 
Ability: Eeveemental Flux, Eeveemonic Possession, ? 
Type: ? 
Moves: Covet, Quick Attack, Swift, Double Team, Thunderbolt, Bite, Flamethrower, Hydropump, Ice Beam, Solar Beam, Takedown, ?, ?, ? 
Size: 2'8 Feet tall, 4'11 feet long 
Size Comparison to Previously Recorded Size: +33.1% 
Weight: 102.4 Pounds 
Weight Comparison to Previously Recorded Weight: +65.9% 
Physical Strength: +140.10% 
Spiritual Strength: +281.44% 
Agility: 89.36% 
Durability: +130.4% 

"..." 

"Are you using Eeveemonic Possession?" I question. 

The fox shakes its head. 

"Do it." 

Shadowy hands appears around it. I scan him again, watching the spiritual strength jump up by around forty percent and the durability by ten. 

"..." 

Well fuck." I admit quietly mentally noting that he far surpassed his Jolteon form. "First things first. Type. Question Mark." 

"T-Then- we discovered a new type?!" Courtney gasps. 

"It appears so." I nod once. 

"Second. P-R-I-S-M-E-O-N" 

I scan Loki a third time, nodding once. 

Species: Prismeon 

"Alright. we've got some testing to do." 

~~Linebreak~~

As we lay in the grass I wordlessly hand the binoculars to Zinnia.  

A sharp breath leaves her lips. "Holy fuck that looks so fucking badass... I want one. I need one so fuckin' bad." 

"Ancient Garchomp's looking pretty spikey." I note as I watch a bipedal reptile swing large scythe-like fins down at a prone reptile with large mandible-like horns at the corners of its mouth. 

The lower beast raises an arm, red skin glistening slightly as it blocks the attack. 

It lets out a small shriek as the very tips of the blades dig slightly into its skin. 

It opens its mouth, a large torrent of purple energy washing over the chest of proto-garchomp and knocking it back. 

"It's bleeding!" Zinnia gasps, a glint in her eye. 

Our target here... isn't actually the garchomp- even with how fucking cool it looks- it's the other pokemon. 

Latiorm. 

It has two limbs, body kept close to the ground, it is clearly the origin for the 'Latis', its two powerful limbs are red, while its core body is a blue color. 

Its entire body shape is... sort of a 'linnorm'. 

Those dragons that have no wings, just walking on two legs. 

Like skull crawlers from Kong Skull Island. 

It prowls forwards on a mission, showing surprising agility. 

Its tail glows brightly as it turns. 

The scorched and battle damaged Garchomp raises its fins in defense. 

CRACK 

Its fins snap off entirely as it is sent crashing to the ground. 

The Latios steps forwards, stomping on the chest of the sharp dragon, its maw grasping around its neck. 

It shakes its head with a sickening crack. 

It looks around briefly before starting to eat the deceased Pokémon. 

I grasp my sling ring, eyes narrowing slightly. 

A tiny portal opens up, causing the a piece of the discarded fin to fall through into Zinnia's waiting hand. 

It slams shut as we both turn, I open another and we crawl through it, returning home. 

A long breath leaves my lips as we rest in the safety of our cave. 

I look to the rotom, above us. "Can you go see if Courtney made any progress?" 

"Of course!" It beams, then floats away. 

"..." 

After it leaves, I turn to Zinnia. "Well. That was mildly stressful. Did we get everything?" 

Zinnia smirks. "Yep~ Fin and... lookie here... some blood!" 

"Heh." I huff. "That's good. Let's put that in storage... I'll get Loki to freeze it in a block of ice so it doesn't rot." 

"Alrighty~" the girl beside me hums. 

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"Hey, Zinnia?" I begin quietly. 

She lets out a low hum as we sit side by side, her head resting on my shoulder.  

"Whatever happened to the Draconid Tribe?" 

A sole red eye cracks open. 

"I'm... the last one." She answers. 

"I know that, I'm just- I mean... what happened to the others?" 

A long sigh leaves her lips as she sits up, eyes gazing towards the cave ceiling. 

"Well... a volcano erupted and the village was utterly destroyed. I only lived because I had been away at the time..." A sad smile rests on her lips. "Those guys... I saw it from afar... the magma flow was so quick; I doubt they even knew what had happened before a wave of lava thirty feet tall crashed down upon them." 

There's a small bit of moisture to her eyes. 

I reach over gently grasping her shoulder and pulling her close. 

Her head finds its way back to my shoulder. 

"I'm sorry..." I whisper. 

"Death... is a part of life." She admits mutely, slowly glancing over and locking eyes with me. "Besides... I'm not alone anymore... I have you... and Courtney." 

"You do." I agree. 

"And you're not alone either." The girl continues. "You'll always have me." 

She leans forwards briefly, her lips brushing against my own. 

She pulls back a moment later, a smirk slowly works its way onto her lips as she gives me a half-lidded stare that promises something embarrassing is coming. "Soooo... that was my first kiss... and you stole it from me..." 

"More like you forcibly gave it to me." I reply with a small frown. 

"Eh. Give? Steal? Who's really paying attention? Sooooo want to help me rebuild the Draconid tribe~?" She hums with a mischievous titter to her voice as she sits on my legs, arms on either side of my head. "Just me. You. And several dozen nights of animalistic and feral passion that result in a child growing in my belly. Wouldn't that be so romantic~" 

She grinds on my lap briefly. "Wouldn't it? Hm? Are you getting excited?" 

"You're like a beast in heat." I deadpan. 

"No." She smirks. "A dragon~" 

"We genuinely don't have time... as disappointing as that is." I reiterate, regretfully having to be the voice of reason. "Not here, nor back home. We need every second to prepare for Grand Meteor delta... and here we need all hands on deck merely to survive." 

The girl lets out a long sigh as she straddles my lap. "I hate that you're right. Damn. But you're not put off by... forward nature?" 

"To be completely honest, you being someone who knows exactly what you want is probably among the most attractive parts about you." I admit with a small shrug. "Besides. I've already said that if it wasn't for the lack of protection, I'd be fucking both you and Courtney by this point. That's the truth." 

"Normally, I'd be a bit miffed you're seeking out another girl, but eh. If it's her, whatever. She also seems to be bound to us by fate... considering she is here, at least." 

I place my hands on her hips, slowly lifting her off me, then get to my feet. "Let's go fix dinner." 

"Sure thing!" She smiles. "Since that little dude of yours brought back a bunch of salt water we can actually season things now."