Woo, it's been a while. I'm sorry, I couldn't really write anything, I barely came to FF, but I'm back now :D I'm absolutely FLOORED that so many people like this :3 so here's a big THANK YOU to everyone whose read this :D I see someone asked for Darkrai, well, I was going to save Darkrai for a while yet for a special reason, but I thought about it and Darkrai might be brought in in the next 2 chapters :3 Also, I never even THOUGHT of writing about what Matthew does, but I've got a good idea now, so thanks for that! So this chapter kind of revolves around Regice, and unfortunately he has to deal with children, Greg...and SUGAR. Poor Regice is bound to fail.

The characters are: Matthew (Mewtwo), Ezekiel (Entei), Reina (Registeel), Moka (Mew), Celico (Celebi), Suika (Suicune), Raisa (Raikou), Momiko (Moltres), Aria (Articuno), Zack (Zapdos), Reg (Regice), Prika (Palkia), Garth (Giratina), Dante (Dialga), Greg (Groudon), Sam (Shaymin), and I think Latios who has yet to be named. Also, did I forget to mention Mew SPEAKS IN THIS CHAPTER? YEAH. Enjoy! :3

Moka, Celico, Sam, and the light blue haired boy named Paul decided they wanted to go out that day. Before anyone could stop him, Greg volunteered himself. Fearing the worst, Reg decided he better tag along to make sure they were kept out of trouble. When Greg eventually pointed out a candy store to the kids and escorted them inside, Reg was frightened.

"Haha!" Greg laughed as he and the kids walked out. Each of them, the big man included, held quite a full bag of candy. Reg made a mental note that it wasn't anything like Skittles, which tasted like fruit; no, Greg had only bought them candy that tasted like pure sugar. Of course, that's exactly what it was.

"Oh god..." Reg cried, alarmed, when Greg and the kids started practically pouring their candy into their mouths. "Perhaps I should call someone to deal with this...I can't handle Greg hyped up on sugar," the caped man whined to himself. "Come on Reg, get a grip. You can handle it, yeah...You're in control," he convinced himself.

When an hour had passed and Reg had lost all but Paul, he knew the situation was completely out of control. If the younger male wasn't with him, Reg would have slapped himself for not calling Dante or...No, Dante would have been best. Suika, maybe, or perhaps Reina would have been good as well, but Dante would have undeniably been the best. The pale haired man couldn't call now without being cursed at and insulted and being called "inadequate", "incompetent", and probably many other words that meant along the same lines. So Reg took Paul by the hand, and dragged him around, screaming for Greg, Moka, Celico or Sam.

"Why don't I run ahead and see if I can find them for ya, Reg?" Paul suggested excitedly. Reg sighed, and having no other options, nodded his agreement. Paul rocketed ahead and, before the older man even registered it, was out of sight. The caped man had just hit rock bottom, losing each and every one of the group members. He sighed, and began to walk in the direction Paul had run off in.

Reg sighed. He was sitting on a bench on the side of the road, with his elbows on his legs and his head in his hands. He just stared at the ground.

"How could I lose them?" he asked himself over and over. "You're an idiot, Reg, an idiot!" the caped man berated himself.

"While the cape does in fact make you look like an idiot, stop insulting yourself," a windy, yet not altogether smooth voice told him. The icy man glanced up, taking in the sight of the green pants with red stripes going down the side, the black belt, the medium length green tube top with a yellow ring right in the middle, the leather jacket, and the feminine face the body belonged to, framed by long silky smooth black hair. Her golden eyes were watching him.

"I lost a group of four kids and one adult though. I'm a total moron," Reg sighed.

"If it makes you stop insulting yourself, I'll help you find them...There's nothing more annoying than a whiner!" the woman growled fiercely. She pulled the moping guy up, and proceeded to drag him around Saffron City. Matthew noticed the odd woman who almost seemed angry dragging Reg along behind her. He simply shrugged, not caring enough to go over and stop her. If Regice went missing, there'd just be one less Legendary in Matthew's house...His eyes almost sparked with joy.

"So describe these people for me," the green woman demanded, still not stopping.

"Well, the adult...His name is Greg...He's got spiky red hair, gold eyes like yours, he's got a lot of muscle that he likes showing off, and he wears red and black pants with a black belt...And the kids...One is named Moka, she's a girl who wears a cotton candy pink dress with really long sleeves, boots, and her hair is also pink, and she's got big blue eyes...Then there's Celico, she's pretty much dressed as a green fairy, she's got short green hair and blue eyes too...Sam, he's got a white T-shirt with pink petals on it, and green shorts. He also has green hair and green eyes...Finally there's Paul, he's wearing a blue hoodie and jeans, and he's got a short light blue ponytail and red eyes," Reg said quickly.

"And you haven't found those oddballs yet? Wow..." the female shook her head.

"Wait, I forgot to ask you your name," Reg remembered.

"I'm Ren...Who're you?" the green woman, Ren, replied.

"I'm Reg," the caped man answered with a bow. Ren just looked at him. "Am I too formal?" the icy man asked, embarrassed.

"Just a tad," she answered, before spinning away and walking off.

"Wait, aren't you supposed to be helping me...?" Reg called out, alarmed. Ren didn't respond, and soon she was gone. "Is there something about being in my company that makes people want to leave...?" the caped man asked himself, head dropping. He felt like such a dork.

Meanwhile, Ren had quickly found Sam and Paul. She walked over quickly, though her stride was usually quick anyway, and tapped them on the shoulder. They spun around.

"Who're you?" Paul shouted shrilly. People turned to look at the blue boy.

"The name's Ren. You're friend Reg or whatever is looking for you," the green woman explained. Sam and Paul grinned widely.

"Okay!" they said happily, and let the green woman lead them back to Reg.

"Oh, you're back! And you found Sam and Paul!" Reg exclaimed happily. Ren nodded, before catching a glimpse of red disappearing around the corner.

"I'll be right back..." she smirked, and darted off without another word. She rounded the corner, running as fast as she could, which was pretty fast. Very shortly, the red streak turned into a dead end. Ren turned the corner as well, smirking somewhat evilly as she closed in on her prey. The woman walked forwardly slowly, shadows falling over her face. "Gotcha," Ren hissed calmly.

"Aw man!" Greg shouted, before turning around to face Ren. He blinked a couple of times.

"Hey...Wow, who are you?" he asked, looking her up and down.

"The name's Ren...Eyes up here," she smirked again as the big man's head snapped up. "So, you must be Greg," she said.

"Yeah...How'd you know?" Greg tipped his head to the side.

"I met Reg. He described you to me," The woman answered, before flicking her hair to the side. She turned, and the two started walking back to where they'd left Reg, Sam and Paul. The muscular man couldn't help but watch the green woman the whole time, choosing to focus on something else only when they were back with the other three.

"Hey, uh...Where are Moka and Celebi?" Greg asked, before realizing what he had said. "Crap!" he screamed.

"Idiot! If Dante were here, he'd beat you so hard you'd have to look up to look down!" Reg shouted, glaring daggers at Greg. The redhead rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"It was an accident, okay?" he whimpered. Ren simply rolled her eyes, completely undisturbed by Greg's question.

"You seem like a muscle bound meathead," she stated, throwing in her two cents. Greg crossed his arms over his chest, pouting.

"Nice use of alliteration there," Reg commented. Ren nodded, acknowledging Reg.

"Hey...You didn't freak out when I said Celebi," Greg noted, looking at Ren suspiciously. The black haired woman simply looked at her nails.

"It's no big deal to me," she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"How can it be no big deal?" the big man asked loudly. He wanted to know why this woman wasn't bothered by talk of a legendary pokemon.

"It's no big deal, because...I'm...Rayquaza," Ren admittedly, looking around to make sure no one got close enough to be able to overhear the conversation. Reg stared at her in disbelief. Greg's eyes almost popped out of his head, and Sam and Paul looked up at Ren in admiration. "What?" she asked, taking a step back; she didn't like to be the center of attention.

"It's just...Just...Madness!" Greg exclaimed, failing to find a sentence to really explain anything. Ren gave him a confused look. "I mean...It's...Oh, I don't know!" he shouted, shaking his head a few times.

"Well, what I think he means is that it's a little weird that you would be Rayquaza, since he's Groudon and I'm Regice," Reg explained.

"Oh," Ren said, nodding slowly. Greg pouted again.

"What?" the caped man sighed.

"Don't tell people what I mean!" the muscular man huffed. This time, even Sam and Paul rolled their eyes at the redhead. The group walked back to Matthew's house in silence.

"So this is Mewtwo's place? Not bad," Ren commented once they arrived. Once inside, the green girl launched herself at the fridge, yanking the door open and pulling out a chicken leg. She popped it in the microwave before ripping off a chunk of the meat and eating it.

"She eats like a dude," Greg said a little too loudly. Ren slowly set the chicken leg down, before angrily grinning at the muscular man.

"What...did you...just say?" she asked. Greg just backed away and ran off, the green girl chasing him. Reg just sighed and took a seat on the couch next to Reina, aka Registeel.

"This is crazy," they said at the same time.

When Matthew got home, everyone was flopped in front of the TV. 'At least they're not causing havoc,' he thought to himself, but his mood quickly darkened when he saw the state of his kitchen. It almost looked like someone had dropped a couple of bombs in it; dirty dishes were everywhere but in the sink, a half eaten chicken was sitting in the sink, and a baked potato was unexplainably sitting on top of the fridge.

"How did that potato get up there?" Matthew asked, too curious to be angry at the moment.

"I threw it at Greg's head, and it bounced up onto the fridge," Ren explained.

"Potatoes don't bounce," the psychic pointed out.

"I know," the green girl grinned evilly. Greg was sitting on the floor with ice pressed to his head. He seemed to be crying, probably from pain.

"Anyway...Why can't you people clean up after yourselves? And who are you?" Matt shouted, pointing at Ren.

"I'm Rayquaza, now don't get your boxers in a bunch," she replied. The psychic's eye twitched crazily.

"Don't explode!" Moka cried, finally speaking. Matthew huffed up the stairs, ignoring everyone else, and disappeared into his room.

There we go. I hope you enjoyed it, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while... If it's not quite the same quality as the other chapters, I wrote half of this a long while ago, but only finished it up today :P