Well, well, well. I never thought it would come down to this, but the ultimate battle that will decide the fate of the pokemon world is finally here! Questions are. . .how will it end? Will this final battle be as bloody and gruesome than the previous fights put together? Will any important characters be slain in the crossfire?

There will be a mix of everything in this chapter and it should help with the aid with the conclusion of the Primal Rage War. Ladies and gentlemen, I bring forth to you. . .THE MOTHER OF ALL THE POKE'RAGE BATTLES!

NOW ADJUST YOUR EYES TO "ENHANCED READING MODE" AND BATHE IN THE AWESOMENESS OF THE STORY'S EPIC, GORY, DEVASTATING, OVERLY-VIOLENT PRIMAL RAGE BATTLE OF ALL TIME! GRAB YOUR SNACKS AND YOUR DRINKS(no free refills) CAUSE HERE IT COMES!

*While mouth is full of food* Btw combatants, there's only one rule to follow here: Be as totally violent and relentless as possible. The millions . . . and millions of readers paid good money to see you guys pound the **** outta each other and spill gallons of blood, so make this one kick lots of ass or else no paycheck for any of you! Now shake on it.

*Draconians shake hands, Necrosan gets nervous, his opponents grin with satisfaction*

Now, return to your corners and wait for the bell to ring!

*they go back to their corners and sit down on their stool chairs. Their coaches massage their shoulders and give them battle tips and advice*

Final round . . .wait for it . . .almost . . .there . . .*swallows food* FIGHT!

*Ding*

*monsters get up from their chairs and begin*

Imagine the classic Pokemon battle theme music playing during the fight scenes. I really miss the good ol' kick-ass days of Pokemon, don't you?

Solaceon City . . .

The gloomy, cloudy sky hovered above all, showering its hail, spectating the reckless, Draconian deathmatch being fought in numerous towns and cities of the Sinnoh Region below.

Civilizations that surrounded Mt. Coronet such as Orenburgh City, Hearthome City, Snowpoint City, and Celestic Town were now in ruins thanks to them. The next settlement on their "world tour" was a small, calm, farming community known as Solaceon Town. The now-empty town was about to face utter annihilation like all the other towns and cities had.

The humans pursuing the combatants hoped that it really was void of people and pokemon as they saw fit, but just to be certain, they sent each other out in separate search parties.

"Search for any survivors, fast! We shouldn't have any problems from the Draconians for a while so get moving!" their captain ordered and they all carried out the task.

Armadon propped himself behind Necrosan and delivered a strong punch to the back of his neck with his good arm while narrowly avoiding a fatal stabbing from his opponent's harpoon tail. It would have proven damaging enough if his broken arm had been in working condition. Armadon raised his clubbed tail and brought it down on Necrosan's as hard as possible, hoping to disable it like he did with the beast's wings.

That idea was foiled because he missed as Necrosan raised his own tail and lashed it at Armadon like a whip and snapped at his foe's knee and injured arm. The knee strike made Armadon kneel over and the devastating strike to the arm increased the pain. He was then yanked forward when the tail grabbed his good arm by the wrist and was kicked away hard on the chest area. He almost crushed and killed several of the humans during the impact.

Tarnung scanned around for anything useful to throw at Necrosan and picked up an RV vehicle in his left hand and a tanker truck in his other hand and hurled them at his enemy with great velocity and strength. Necrosan was too slow to react after handling Armadon and got hit by them around his lower back. Of course, they did more than just hit him, they were both filled with gasoline and one of them scraped its metal parts together. The sparks they produced touched the flammable liquid when the gas cap wiggled loose and drops of the fuel leaked and caused them to explode like bombs or grenades. The blasts marked third degree burns on his back flesh.

The storm was making invisibile sneak attacks almost impossible for Tarnung. From the moment he entered himself in the fight, it was his best offense against Necrosan until the raining and hailing began and made the technique useless. Whenever he would try it, the falling stones landed on him, forming his shape and gave his position away too early.

Necrosan rubbed his burnt back skin clean of the fiery damage and charged at Tarnung headfirst, he was even more aggressive and determined now than ever before, as if he never was.

Both he and the chameleon/spinosaurus hybrid grappled one another in a series of shoves, bites and scratches until they wound up in a hand to hand lockhold and struggled for an advantage over the other.

During the holdup, Tarnung quickly shot out his long, sticky tongue, wrapped it around Necrosan's thick, scaly neck and jerked the victim's head forward who went on to launch a multiple headbutt attack. Because his hands were still gripped with Tarnung's, Necrosan could not defend himself at all and was left with no choice but to take the harsh headbutting unprotected, he was too disoriented to use his tail.

After twelve concussive strikes, Tarnung finally released Necrosan, then gave him a double-fisted uppercut to the chin and knocked him backward, he still stood though but not for long. That uppercut punch chipped out two of his fanged teeth and really messed up his jaws, mostly the lower one.

Hidden from the death god's field of vision, Blizzard ran, jumped, and spear-tackled Necrosan to the ground with great force, both combatants tumbled down. Before Necrosan could get up, or even think of doing so, Blizzard raised his fists high up and brought them down on Necrosan's back to ensure he stayed where he was. Blizzard then picked up Necrosan's head with both hands and aggressively curb-stomped his face four times against the cold, hard ground with his right foot which damaged his jaws even further, rammed his kneecap against his right eye and finished it all off with three strong Glacier Punches, one to Necrosan's kidney area and the second and third went for his chest. Necrosan stumbled to his side and remained that way for a moment, the dreaded combo seriously did a huge number on him.

Blood began oozing from Necrosan's entire face and mouth from that psychotic chain combo. His balance and focus were becoming difficult and he was suffering a slight concussion. He was now starting to appear and feel as if he can no longer accept anymore combat damage like that. His right eye was now as black as the night sky and so were the new bruises on his side and chest. How much more could this outmatched Draconian god take?

He groaned from the tremendous beating and from his now-injured mouth and battered side. He held his head on both sides, coughed up some blood and looked at his opponents with the usual, homicidal hatred in his eyes. He wanted to kill them, but he stopped as he started wondering as to why they did nothing but stand in their spots, plus he noticed that only Armadon and Blizzard were present, one of them was missing. His curiosity was then answered in the form of another beatdown from behind by the god of deception himself.

Tarnung's claws hacked and slashed across the dragon's stomach, leaving three slash marks there. Then a sweep kick made him trip and fall again, a few stompings and an elbow drop followed. Necrosan felt one of Tarnung's hands wrap around his tail. He was seismic tossed and released into the air, but was suddenly yanked back in mid-air and brought back down over on his back like a whip thrice. His useless, torn wings got pulverized during the assault and he felt a bone snap in one of them.

Tarnung pinned the fallen dragon down with his right foot and prepared for the kill. But Necrosan, despite all his wounds and injuries, refused to allow them to claim their victory just like that. He proved this by first kicking Tarnung off with both of his feet, then spitting out Sauron's Energy Cone at Armadon to throw him off and lifted his sharp tail to trip Blizzard and, without hesitation, thrust it into his midsection with extreme force just as he was about to attack with ice-covered fists. The primate Draconian didn't move an inch except his hands which were clutching and trembling at Necrosan's dug-in tail and he made no sound, his expression in a blank state and, like Necrosan, he too began spewing out blood from his mouth.

The human military was horrified by the sight of this. They wondered if Blizzard was done for. The remorseless dragon behemoth had already slain two Draconians single-handedly back at Mt. Coronet, how could another about to die at the hands of this one creature like the others did already? How could one, outmatched evil Draconian like him attempt to claim three gods all by himself and on the same night?

The tail retracted from Blizzard's gashing, bleeding stomach and he fell back and remained where he was. He was still alive, but the fresh wound could possibly state otherwise.

Necrosan rose to his feet, his tail dripping with Blizzard's blood, and braced himself for the other Draconians charging right at him.

Armadon bent over and shot out five more of his organic spikes from his back and tail, some of them meant for Necrosan's heart area, but he backhanded them away although one stabbed him in the forearm and went through the flesh. Ignoring it for now, he reached out and clutched his opponent by the injured arm and used Armadon to slam Tarnung back even though Tarnung was still invisible. Still holding on, Necrosan then tugged at Armadon's useless arm till it popped out of the socket, drove both of his fists against the left and right sides of Armadon's head while carefully avoid the head plate, and chucked him away. Both dino-gods fell back and the evil Necrosan roared in satisfaction and removed the dug in spike and tossed it away.

The condition of Armadon's arm worsened because of that and his head was throbbing horribly from that double-handed blow. But that was nothing compared to the two new problems he had to worry about, like the fact that his arm had been yanked from its socket and had to be painfully snapped back in (which he didn't have the strength to accomplish. He was lucky it didn't get torn off), and the other was Necrosan jumping and landing on top of him, his front side of his body crushed by the soles and heels of the evil titan's feet. The gravity of the stomp was so heavy that it literally knocked the breath out of Armadon and he felt some of his back's spikes snap off like sticks.

Tarnung went for Necrosan while he wasn't looking, but Necrosan heard him coming from a mile away and was prepared for action this time. Using what strength and speed he had, the undead dragon quickly spun around and caught the chameleon creature off guard by picking him up and flipping him over to the ground and onto his side, greatly crushing his left shoulder blade. Next, he grabbed Tarnung's right leg and brought his elbow up and plowed it onto said leg twice and hard. To Tarnung, it almost felt like it would break off like a twig from a tree.

Last, Necrosan shoved him down, rolled the downed Draconian over on his stomach, grabbed Tarnung's back fin with both hands tightly and tried tearing it right off. The pulling brought devastating pain to the deception god, it felt like pulling an embedded knife or other sharp object out of one's body, but within seconds he dispatched the foe from his back by activating his fin's natural energy. The sail then started to glow a bright, green light which also burned Necrosan's hands, forcing him to immediately release his grip and back off.

The humans wondered what Tarnung could possibly be cooking up next as he stood up and did nothing but hold his pose. Judging by the glowing and heat blooming from the fin, it had to be something massive and powerful, something that could hopefully destroy the undead menace once and for all and save the pokemon world. Whatever it was, they prayed that it would come to that as they could not bear losing anymore lives.

Blizzard continuously dazed in and out of semi-consciousness and lifted his head to examine the battle. His vision was blurry and in a crimson color, but he didn't need clear eyesight to see Tarnung busy preparing for his next assault.

The pain from his injury was almost intolerable, even the lightest movement tormented him. But Blizzard showed some resistance and slowly rose up, the humans watched with awe and curiosity as the ape giant slowly limped his way toward the battle, his hands shielding his gaping and bloodied gut. Where he formally laid was now covered in a small puddle of his blood.

Necrosan was too distracted by the new phenomenon to notice Armadon trying to get up in order to attack again. When he bent over to steady himself, he tinged when he felt a sharp feeling of pain shoot from his ribcage. Apparently, his spikes weren't the only damaged parts of his body, a couple of his ribs had apparently been shattered from Necrosan's heavy stomp. Armadon was now in even more bad shape than before, first his arm, now his ribs. If Tarnung faces an injury somewhat like theirs, they and the pokemon world were screwed.

The S.R.S. captain and the crew stopped their mission to witness the event unfolding before them all.

"What's that thing doing now?" he questioned himself in a whispered tone. Then he heard the sound of his radio talking. He reached for it and heard the voice of one of the guards back at Mt. Coronet.

"Captain, come in! This is Sheldon Arvizu, can you hear me?"

"This is your CO speaking! What's your status?" he answered.

"We have successfully apprehended the Team Rocket escapees! They are with us and immobilized as I speak and we're now on standby waiting further orders! What is your current position?"

Excellent job! We're now in Solaceon Town carefully observing the Draconian battle and searching for civilians! It's too dangerous where we're at so your best bet is to just stay put around the camp site until things cool off! I'll check if that Sabrina woman has awakened and have her teleport you some backup, we've split up to take different cities in the region rather than sticking together!"

"As you wish, sir, over!"

"Oh, and to avoid confusion, I and this half of the squad will for now be known as Team A, you and your side are Team B, and the team with the professors, trainers, Sabrina and the Urth guy will be called Team C! Over and out!" he ended the conversation and placed his radio back where it belonged.

"What happened? Who was that?" one of the escorts wanted to know. This one's name was Phil Burton and he was Team A's medic. Actually, he was the only medic in the whole damn squad. When the invasion started and the S.R.S. was called in, there were six medics including himself, but at the part where Necrosan killed half of the team with his acid back on Mt. Coronet, five of them were among those who died.

Because the battle was as loud as a concert, they had to avert to shouting.

"It's Arvizu! They've captured the Team Rocket fugitives and I ordered them to wait at Coronet till the fight is finished! Contact the team Sabrina's with and ask if she's awake, tell them we need her to return to Coronet with some of our guys on the double!"

He also informed him of the team names he gave not too long ago.

"Yes sir!" Phil said and went to work.

He fumbled with his radio until he reached the right channel and tried to contact the opposite team.

On the outskirts of Veilstone City, a few moments before the call . . .

A full-scale search was in effect in Veilstone City. Unlike the small community of Solaceon, there were confused and frightened people and pokemon everywhere. With the Draconians occupied with their business far away, additional casualties were out of the question for now.

Ash's friends and family all did their part in assisting with the evac operation including the new girl, Iris. During the mission, she happened upon the one pokemon type she always lived in fear of: ice pokemon. Usually, she would shudder, scream and run like hell similar to how Misty reacted with bug pokemon(even though she hardly knew her or anyone else seeing as to how she just met them), but for the sake of survival, she set her phobia aside for now and helped them out.

Brock and Dawn's memories of Veilstone City flooded in their heads. They remembered coming here when Ash had his eyes set on winning a match against the city's gym leader, Maylene.

A loud clattering noise rang from within the cellar of a seemingly abandoned Victorian-style house. It's windows were shattered and its door was laying on the home's tile floor with axe markings on its front. Be it a crazed mob or a lone person, whoever broke in sure did a good job of cleansing the building. After directing a few more people away, A.J. grew suspicious and decided to do some investigating. Misty saw him and joined in.

After the house was cleared, Misty and A.J. walked back outside and saw one place they didn't search, a cellar.

A lock was present on the door's handles and there was aboslutely no key around to open it so A.J. called out his Sandslash to slice open the door for them and they invited themselves in. It was a shame he didn't have silencer attachments for his guns otherwise he could've just simply shot the lock open without alerting whoever or whatever was hiding in that very cellar.

Except for the moving flashlights and shadows from the soldiers and their pokemon outside, it was pitch black in the cellar. A.J. tried tugging a hanging lamp's lightswitch above their heads to illuminate the place, but that didn't do squat so he withdrew a single machine pistol and brought out a fire pokemon, a Magmortar, to help light the way and, for backup, Misty summoned one of her pokemon, her Starmie.

It was a total pigsty. Tattered clothes, stacks of torn grain sacks, tools and equipment, all of that lay scattered on the floor. What a mess!

A tiny cough vanquished the silence and the gym leader and marine spun around in a combat ready stance. A.J. feasted his eyes upon a closed, brown closet and he could have sworn he saw a moving shadow underneath the door's bottom crack. A person or a pokemon was dwelling in that very cellar with them.

Misty and A.J. slowly skulked closer and when the two were within range, A.J. quietly mouthed to Misty to stand back and he too did the same and without warning, A.J. forcefully kicked the door open and aimed his firearm at the unknown occupant.

"Freeze!" he commanded. Innocent person or not, shouting that was a reflex from marine training.

"Ahh! Like, don't shoot us!" said the hidden dweller, three hidden dwellers to be exact. What he found were three girls and all of them had long, different hairstyles. One had yellow hair, the second had red, and the third had blue. They wore the same outfits, midriff-exposed punk-rocker vests with leather pants, fingerless gloves and boots. Just what exactly was their reason for wearing those outlandish uniforms before the war started?

A.J. lowered his gun and asked for their names.

Before that can happen though, hearing those voices made Misty recognize the newly discovered young women. Because of the dim lighting from A.J.'s fire pokemon, she had to squint her eyes and lean her head in forward for a better view and she instantly knew their faces.

"Oh, my god! Daisy, Lily, Violet! You're alive!" Misty said happily. Despite the many quarrels they've had their whole lives(almost all siblings have their fair share of it), she was extremely relived to learn her siblings were hunky-dory. The thought of them being dead or worse tortured her psychologically since she watched the televised news report on the Safferon City incident.

Immediately, the four sensational sisters embraced in a strong hug like a Bind attack. Well, three sensational sisters and one runt as they once put it when Ash Ketchum arrived in the Cerulean City gym and demanded a challenge from all three sisters for the Cascade Badge. He was denied that request from them due to their lack of pokemon combatants except for a Goldeen and a Seel who were unable to battle, and because other trainers before him came and horribly laid the smackdown on them.

They briefly ended their hug and Misty spoke up. "How'd you girls wind up here, anyway? I thought you were at Bonitaville in the Johto Region."

"Just chill and, like, let us explain, little sis." Lily said.

Misty took a breather and was all ears to what her sisters had to say while A.J. decided to stay out of it and snooped around for anything of utmost importance.

According to the Cerulean gym leaders' story(well, part time gym leaders to be precise), they said that they were doing their shopping spree in Florando and were later invited to a party in Bonitaville. They were having the greatest time of their lives when word of the Draconian war got out and caused great panic and disorderly conduct everywhere and the only thing they could think of then was escaping Bonitaville. Only one good samaritan was gracious enough to offer the girls a ride out of town on his pick-up truck and they accepted with no questions asked.

During the ride however, the driver had a heart attack and died. The girls then tried navigating the vehicle themselves, but they were too freaked out from seeing someone die right in front of them and couldn't think straight. Soon they were forced to ditch the truck when it began inching dangerously close to the edge of a cliff. It plunged into the rocky pit below and exploded into flames and pieces. The body of the driver was engulfed in the inferno wreckage. From there, they had no choice but to walk to the next random town.

After walking for so long, they came to Veilstone City and took refuge inside the abandoned cellar since it was too dangerous to stay outdoors with crazy people roaming around doing who knows what, plus their feet were sore from all that walking. Until now, the youthful trio have remained undiscovered for weeks and they survived by gathering food, water, and obtaining sleeping bags for resting. They also required books and magazines to remain entertained until help arrived.

After hearing all of that, Misty informed her sisters about everything she knew of the worldwide crisis and after she finished, Daisy spoke up.

"Alright, let me get this straight now: So, like, these vicious giants are actually ancient, prehistoric warriors called 'Draconians' and this whole invasion thing is, like, a global supremacy war from some other universe that's, like, totally messed up now?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Like, who's winning?" Violet asked. She sounded as if the war were a sporting event even though she never meant it like that.

Misty told them the Draconian death toll and what would happen if the evil faction, or Necrosan, emerged victorious. However, she also told them that there were three good Draconians battling Necrosan, who was the last of the evil Draconian faction and what would happen if they won. Misty's sisters sighed in relief thinking that a three-on-one fight would be no problem until Misty burst their bubble by telling them how powerful Necrosan was, how he murdered Slashfang and Sauron and that there was a possibility of him winning. That's when the sisters quivered in fear.

"That would, like, totally suck!" Lily said.

"Ya think?" remarked Daisy.

Something suddenly popped in Violet's mind and she had to say it.

"I know now isn't, like, the best time for asking, but how's that traveling boy toy of yours doing these days? Ya know, the one who travels around with his Pikachu 24/7?" Violet asked. She was, of couse, talking about Ash Ketchum and the way Violet described it made Misty's face redden with irritation and maybe some embarrassment.

"Ash Ketchum is not my 'boy toy'! Gosh!" Misty hissed. After all these years, many people still assumed that she and Ash are, or were, in a romantic relationship even thought they both have denied it countless times. Jessie, James, and Meowth teased them about it when Brock left the group and trapped Ash and Misty in a large cage inside a zeppelin. To them, it was a hoot.

"Again, chill out, Misty. I was just curious and I, like, totally forgot that you and him are not a couple and are, like, just friends." said Violet.

Misty shook off her frustration. "Well, we'd better get a move on."

"Alright. We're, like, with you." they agreed.

After finding nothing useful, A.J. had the sisters follow him back outside.

In a matter of minutes, Veilstone City was now clear of all people and pokemon save for the people who cleared it out. If the creatures brought their battle here, well, losing the city was sort of better than losing more lives.

One of the guard's radios beeped and a voice spoke.

"This is Phil Burton! Does anyone copy? Over."

One of them responded. "What's your status, over?"

"I just received orders to check on Sabrina's status. Is she with you and what is your team's location, over?"

"We're in Veilstone City right now, evacuating civilians away from here, and she's with us but she's still unresponsive, over."

"That's good to hear. Now, wake her ass up and have her teleport herself and some assistance to Mt. Coronet! We've just learned that the Team Rocket fugitives have been apprehended and the team over there needs help!"

"Gotcha, over and out!"

The line blurred static and the radio was shut off.

Max heard the entire conversation and volunteered to handle that job himself and rushed over to where Sabrina was being carried and told her escorts to place her on the ground slowly. The whiz kid began shaking her frantically and repeatedly demanded that she awoke.

"Sabrina! Sabrina, wake up!"

The Saffron City gym leader moaned lightly and slowly moved until her eyes twitched open. That blow she got on her head from Mt. Coronet kept her from the world for what seemed like hours, even though it was only an hour or less.

She sat up with great difficulty and looked around while rubbing her eyes with one hand and holding the back of her head with the opposite hand.

"Wha-what happened?" she asked groggily. Her head pounded like a crazy migraine headache. Her vision was blurry and she could hardly stand or even move for that matter. Sabrina's current experience sorta resembled the symptoms of a hangover. She was then told of what went on during her condition, she could barely get the spoken words into her brain.

"Where . . .where are we?" she asked when she struggled with her vision and learned she was no longer stationed at Mt. Coronet.

One of the troops took out a small flashlight and trained it on Sabrina's eyes and told her to follow it back and forth. Then she was asked how many fingers were held in front of her face and she gave the correct answer. It was part of a quick test to check for any signs of brain damage/trauma from her head bash.

When she passed the test, that same trooper let her know everything.

"After the timely arrival of a new god creature we now call 'Tarnung', the Draconians began to carry their dangerous battle away from Mt. Coronet grounds and they started venturing deep into the rest of the Sinnoh Region, so we were instructed to follow them to ensure the safety of all other Sinnoh cities and towns. To fulfill our evacuation plans with ease, we had to split up the team and take seperate routes to search for and rescue any more survivors. You were assaulted on the back of your head by a rock the size of a basketball back at Coronet and it knocked your lights out for quite a while now."

Hearing that, Sabrina then remembered the incident from Mt. Coronet. If only she just stayed put until after the draconians moved themselves from the place and then used her power afterward.

"Is Ash alright?" she asked worriedly when remembering. If her head wasn't in such a mess at the moment, she would have used her mind-reading powers to seek her answer.

"Ash's fine, but he stayed behind at the Coronet camp grounds to help capture Team Rocket who recently escaped military custody. That's where you come in. The other half of the team are in Solaceon Town and their commanding officer is asking that you help complete a task."

"Of course. What is it?"

Sabrina was told of her new assignment and agreed to carry it out. It took her a couple of minutes to shake off the hangover-like effects from her head injury and get her mind back on track.

She closed her eyes and focused hard on Mt. Coronet's geography until she got a lock-on. She engulfed herself in a flash of light and was gone.

Solaceon Town . . .

As much as Necrosan wanted to, he just couldn't quit staring at the marvelous-looking glow Tarnung's fin was developing. He was like a Venomoth trapped into staring and flying around one of those lamp taser devices. There was not, however, going to be electrical zapping here. It was worse.

The glowing ceased and Tarnung began to slowly open his mouth. Something else was about to go down, something huge!

Blizzard and Armadon stared on in puzzlement, the humans did so too. The hypnotized Necrosan finally snapped out of his trance when Tarnung's sail stopped glowing. There was a reason for that as his mouth copied what the fin did, only this time, the light inside Tarnung's mouth shot out in the form of a beam of white-hot light and it was headed right for Necrosan.

Necrosan's eyes expressed fear, then shock, and finally, pain when the beam landed a direct hit to his entire front body. The white beam did much more than just injure him, it actually burned his targeted flesh with third or probably forth degree burns, maybe beyond! In fact, the power of the heat beam attack was so destructive, it even managed to melt a giant, gaping hole right through Necrosan's chest like a donut center. The beam passed through his bones, then some of his regenerated organs and heart, and finally out through his back and blew his useless wings right off from his back.

For a moment, the three god creatures nor the human military could find a right way to express what they all had just seen. Could this finally mean the end of Necrosan, the terrifying god of death?

Necrosan couldn't move a muscle. Hell, he couldn't make any sound at all, screams, roars, nothing. He was just standing there, not moving or blinking. His whole, front body and back were now completely oozing and flowing with his own dark, red blood like a waterfall. After waiting, he finally collapsed to the ground, letting out a groan that sounded like a dying one. It looked like his time had finally caught up to him.

The remaining S.R.S. folk released their pokemon, aimed all of their weapons at the fallen opponent and slowly advanced forward, their pokemon were ready to defend their masters at all costs. Just because Necrosan was down and unmoving did not gaurantee their salvation, he could have been biding his time to strike again.

Necrosan's eyes were closed and he lay still as a board and silent. One guard had his pokemon, a Skuntank, go on up and poke at the fallen Draconian's body and nothing happened.

"They did it . . ." its master said. "Those crazy sons of bitches killed him . . ." The team let out whoops of joy.

"We're saved!" another cheered and all of them raised their hands in victory, the others soon did the same and let our their own cheers. Some even fired shots in the sky.

They really should not have been celebrating so soon, the deadly battle was not over just yet. While unnoticed by them, Necrosan's left hand began to twitch and his undead, evil ghost-like white eyes opened.

It turns out that the most powerful attack Tarnung had in his personal arsenal was not enough to fully terminate the mighty Necrosan and he was now out for blood, literally.

One of the soldier's pokemon, a Murkrow, turned around during a victory dance and its mood switched from happy to terrified when it saw Necrosan moving about and getting back up to kill again. It informed its master and pretty soon, the chaos continued as Necrosan killed some of the humans and their pokemon with more of his deadly acid before they could do anything to stop him or run away. Some were scooped up in his mouth and swallowed whole, dead or alive, and it was there that the damaged and missing chunk of his chest area began healing itself right before their very eyes! Now they knew how he obtained his new skin form when he first showed up.

"Holy crap, run!" the surviving troopers screamed and the other Draconians took notice. Battling was now out of the question for Blizzard. Like Necrosan, they too had no idea of how much damage they could take.

"No way! No freaking way! We just saw him die! A big, friggin' hole was blasted right through his guts and he's still standing!" one of them stated with fright and confusion.

"Well, he is an undead dragon! His picture showed him as nothing but bones and rotting insides, remember?" another said.

"That's it! We're totally screwed! Game over, man! Game over!" said another. That person earned a quick slap to the face and was told to get a grip.

"What do we do?"

"We must allow the other monsters to handle this. It's their fight, after all."

As unsounding as it was, the squad had to keep away from the four titans to continue their long, agonizing battle.

Blizzard's wound was getting serious with every passing minute and it kept him from almost offering any assistance to his fellow Draconian allies fighting Necrosan. He was in the most unimaginable pain ever. It looked like Tarnung and Armadon were on their own for now.

Necrosan evaded another fatal spike shot attempt from Armadon by using Sauron's Primal Scream to deflect the projectiles. He grabbed Armadon by the throat and threw him high up into the air and he crash-landed on his front, bringing further harm to his broken ribs and close to blacking out. With Armadon weakened from the fall and from his internal injuries, he was now exposed to whatever Necrosan had in mind.

However, that certainly did not happen as Tarnung ran as fast as he could and drop-kicked the dragon from behind, because of the frostbite and burns on Necrosan's back, it wasn't much of a guess to describe how painful that really was.

With Blizzard and Armadon half-dead, it was now down to just the dragon and the chameleon. The future of the pokemon universe was now hanging in the balance of these two titanic contenders.

Mt. Coronet . . .

Sheldon Arvizu returned from his ordeal to where Ash, his partner Samantha, and Team Rocket were still sitting.

Ash saw him coming and asked him, "So, what happened? Did you accomplish your task?"

He answered. "Yeah. Our captain ordered us to stay put until Sabrina arrives with some backup."

"Sabrina's awake now? Is she okay?"

"Affirmative. She's with the team in Veilstone City. They're evacuating people over there as I speak. After leaving this place, the squad's been split into two factions so now the divided teams has been designated with codenames. We are now called 'Team B' and the others are 'Team A' and 'Team C'. Team A is in Solaceon Town and Team C, who Sabrina's with, is in Veilstone City."

Ash wanted to ask if anything about his mother and May were mentioned during the radio conversation when he was interrupted by a flash of white light and five figures suddenly appeared before them all.

One of them was Sabrina. She was wet and a little banged up, but other than that, she was okay. Next to her were more S.R.S. people with rock and fighting-type pokemon and loaded with M-16 assault rifles and silver and black M9 pistols.

"Sabrina! How are you feeling?" Ash said to the psychic woman.

"Uncomfortable for the moment, but I'll live. I was told that I was hit on the head and was out for nearly two hours." she said and Ash confirmed it to be true.

"Don't bother explaining why you're still here or what happened. I already know all of it." she said in a friendly manner and tapped the side of her head indicating her mind-reading ability. Her injury effects seemed to be slowly dissolving.

While they were busy talking, Sheldon and Samantha stood up and chatted away with the other members and offered Team Rocket to them and they accepted.

"Wasn't easy hunting for 'em. These guys sure put up one hell of a fight and chase in those caves." they said. "One of them, James I think, almost died from hypothermia but Ash prevented that and brought him out to us."

"Well, the captain said it was too dangerous to head over to where he and the others are at right now, so I guess we'll have to remain here until further notice." said one of them.

They put their weapons and gear aside to make themselves comfortable. Their pokemon were doing the same.

Then a fluttering sound began to fill the air, it sounded like something flying, like a metal repeller. A helicopter maybe?

"Hey, what's that sound? I don't remember calling in any assistance helicopters." Sheldon said puzzled.

The rest of the group grabbed their weapons again and looked around for the upcoming intrusion. All of their pokemon got ready too.

Sabrina tapped into her psychic powers for the source and said blankly, "That's no helicopter."

"Then what could it be?" Ash asked, he and the others were desperate for an answer and she gave it to them.

"It's an airship. It's on its way over here and it's filled with armed people, they are being led by the Viridian City Gym Leader and Team Rocket mastermind, Giovanni."

Team Rocket gulped in nervousness. Their boss was on his way over to Mt. Coronet and if he saw them in their current situation, his wrath would be the first thing they'll fear, especially Jessie, James and Meowth. They were always a disappointment to him since the start of their villianous careers.

Hearing the name "Viridian City" made Ash's mind suddenly flash backward to the time he first met Team Rocket at the Pokemon Center after his first and dangerous encounter with a flock of Spearow. He also remember returning there to challenge the Viridian City Gym for the Earth Badge. Back then, the responsibilities of watching over the gym were passed down to Jessie and James and Meowth. If he wanted to compete in the Indigo Plateau Pokemon tournament, he had no choice but to face his pokemon-stealing nemesees and it unlike the usual fights he had with them during his pokemon career. His foes tried to cheat him out of his victory by rigging the stage platforms with thousands of volts of electricity that painfully zapped the trainer of the pokemon that took any damage during battle. Even the slightest hit would set the trap off. Ash absorbed most of the volts during the early rounds until he managed to turn the tables and have his opponent, Jessie, electrocuted into oblivion. By the time he finally won, he demanded his prize and Jessie refused it. Misty's pokemon at the time, the baby pokemon called Togepi, found a remote to the traps and pressed the buttons to self-destruct the platforms and literally sent Team Rocket blasting off again.

"More Team Rocket goons? Why are they coming here?" Ash questioned when he placed the memory aside.

Sabrina tapped further into her power and foresaw the future danger and gave them all the bad news, even she herself feared the very words that were about to emerge from her own mouth.

"It . . . seems that Giovanni has embarked on a mission to find and obtain DNA samples of all the Draconians and create replicas of them to not only raise his status as a dominant crime boss, but he also plans to hold the world hostage and become its dictator with the use of the replicas!" She gasped in fright when she gave her explaination.

"What?" Ash shouted suddenly. "How many of these DNA sample things did he manage to get his hands on?"

Sabrina regretted in saying this. "He's already gotten samples from Talon, Vertigo, Chaos, and Diablo. He's now coming for the remains of Slashfang and Sauron! When he arrives, we gotta stop him right here! Giovanni and his henchmen must not be allowed to reach those corpses!"

"Gotcha! Everyone, lock and load! We've got a new threat coming our way!" Samantha shouted and they all prepared themselves for the confrontation about to be.

"Okay, here's the plan! We'll all hide around here and wait for Giovanni's arrival and when he and his hired hands least expect it, we'll ambush and capture them then we find those samples and get rid of them!" Ash said to everybody.

The group put the plan into action.

It took a while, but at last the Team Rocket airship came and landed next to the mountain's cave exit.

The doorway slowly dropped down and out stepped Giovanni and his minions. Three accompanied Giovanni on his search for the bodies of Sauron and Slashfang while the rest went on a patrol shift on and around the airship, all of them armed with FAMAS rifles.

From behind some bushes and trees, Ash, Sabrina, and the rest lay prone and observed them.

"Oh, great. Now, how are we gonna surprise them?" Ash said, upset that his plan would not go so smooth as he had hoped.

Samantha then thought of her own idea. "Let's split up." She turned to her teammates. "Let's follow that Giovanni guy and try to either capture him or take him and his escorts out."

"What about us? Anything we can do to help?" Ash and Sabrina whispered.

Samantha tapped her chin in thought. Another idea was born in her head.

"Sabrina, can you see what the ship's interior looks like from here?"

The gym leader concentrated her powers again and got a mental glimpse of everything inside. She even managed to get a glance at the room storing the collected DNA samples. It was just as she foretold, Giovanni was really serious about his cloning plans.

She stopped and nodded. "I see the samples I told you about."

"Good. Here's the dealio: You teleport yourself inside the room carrying those things and dispose of them however you can, but don't shatter them while inside otherwise they'll probably hear it and suspect something."

"Very well. This won't take long." Sabrina focused her teleportation and disappeared, she even managed to reduce the brightness of her teleporting flash to avoid discovery by the outside guards.

"As for you," she said to Ash. "keep an eye on 'Team Retard' over there." she turned her head in the direction where Team Rocket was. All of them were out cold because one of the S.R.S. members ordered a pokemon that knew Sleep Powder to use it to keep them from screaming or calling for help.

Ash gave the okay signal with his right hand and remained where he was while his escorts and their ragtag crew slowly crept out from their hiding spot and went after the Team Rocket boss.

Meanwhile, Sabrina found herself inside Giovanni's airship and she was right inside the ship's storage room. It was fairly lit and void of anybody, no people or pokemon around, just as she needed it to be.

Perfect she thought and began snooping around for said samples.

During the search, Sabrina did her very best to reduce all forms of noise by using her telekinesis to levitate things that were deemed too heavy and/or dangerous for her to touch with her own hands.

An ice-blue trunk caught her eye and she looked inside without having to open it. The samples she sought were there.

"Bingo." she whispered and proceeded to remove the containment lid telekinetically.

Just as she was about to do away with the unwanted items, she began hearing footsteps on the other side of the room's door. Someone was coming!

Overwhelmed with panic, Sabrina did not hesitate to place the lid back on top of its box and hover herself up toward the ceiling with her powers just in time as another one of Giovanni's guards entered the room.

This one, a woman, looked as if she was not feeling all too well as she stumbled around the room. Sabrina sensed that this person was dehydrated and was in dire need of water.

"Why didn't I bring a water-type pokemon with me? I'd have an unlimited water supply by now." she complained.

To get rid of her, Sabrina looked around for any filled, beverage containers until she found one and hovered the refreshment silently over to the room's couch and slipped it underneath its pillow without detection.

The guard walked over to the exact sofa and planted herself down to rest. A tiny crushing sound came from the pillow she sat next to and she found what she wanted.

"About time. . ." she muttered and quenched her thrist like a psycho and went for the door to leave.

"Did you find anything interesting in there?" one of her teammates asked and she pointed to her water bottle and the door slid shut and their voices began fading away.

Sabrina sighed in relief and resumed with her work.

She repeated her earlier actions and this time, she got ahold of the DNA samples. Thinking quickly, Sabrina lifted the items with her mind and used her powers to surround them inside an energy bubble dome and she vaporized every single one, every shard of plastic and every drop of blood, until they became nothing but air mist. Thanks to the bubble shield, the destruction was 100 percent muted, none of the people inside or outside heard a thing.

Her mission accomplished, she quietly covered the container with the lid and teleported out of the room and back outside where Ash was.

She was asked how it went and she gave him a thumbs up.

"Excellent." he whispered and the two laid prone and kept watch for signs of trouble. Now all they had to do was either wait until Team Rocket left Mt. Coronet or for the S.R.S. to capture or eliminate them.

Where Giovanni was heading . . .

Giovanni and his escorts led themselves around Mt. Coronet until they found Slashfang's and Sauron's bodies. One of his guards was grossed out by Sauron's corpse, the late dinosaur god was all dry skin and bones. Only a large, bloody hole was discovered in his chest. Organs such as the heart, lungs and a few arteries were visible, maybe some bone as well. Slashfang was a mess as well. His large, canine teeth were laying next to his corpse from when Necrosan yanked them out in a horrific fashion.

Giovanni dug his left hand into his coat pocket and took out another of his collector cups to obtain the DNA he craved.

"Watch my back while I handle this." he said to them and they did as told.

The stalking S.R.S. people remained hidden behind more trees and shrub bushes again when the enemy guards began patrolling around their boss while he worked.

"Alright, when do we carry out our attack?" a member behind Sheldon Arvizu asked.

He answered. "When the bastards head back to their airship, we jump them on my command."

Finished obtaining what he sought after, Giovanni stashed the cup inside his coat, turned around and began to walk back to his ship, ordering his henchmen to follow.

Unknown to them, they were walking right into a trap, a trap that will defeat one side.

The awaiting members gripped their weapons and poke'balls, waiting for the exact moment to strike.

Sheldon gave a "Now" signal with his right hand and they all leaped out from their hiding spots and held all targets at the barrels of their guns.

Giovanni was silent and remained calm as he and his personnel became surrounded. They however, didn't express the same feeling their boss had.

"Freeze! Drop your weapons and put your hands above your heads, all of you!" the squad demanded.

His bodyguards released their pokemon and raised their weapons in response, but Giovanni told them to stand down and he walked in front of them. He had a plan on dealing with this.

"Giovanni! By order of the Sinnoh Region Squad, you and your bodyguards are under military arrest!" said Samantha King.

Giovanni just smirked and stood his ground defiantly.

"Do as you're told and throw away that vial in your coat pocket while you're at it!"

He didn't say another word at them. All he did was stand there and cracked the knuckles in his fingers one at a time, unafriaid of the soldiers. He was really starting to get on their nerves like a spoiled child.

They cocked their guns at the crime boss and his goons. "Dammit, don't make us shoot you where you stand, Team Rocket scum! We know what you're planning on doing with that vial thing and it ain't going to happen tonight or ever so drop it and get on the ground!"

Although he had no weapons on him to defend himself, Giovanni gave in to their orders and began lowering himself down. His bodyguards started doing the same. If they knew their boss better, they'd knew he was going to try to bail out of being arrested.

The S.R.S. cautiously walked over to place the targets in handcuffs . . .but they were stopped when Giovanni quickly countered with a surprise of his own in the form of a hidden, smoke grenade and ditched both them and his men to escape to safety.

"Kill them all!" he commanded while running for his life.

Coughing came first followed by gunfire and pokemon battle sounds. Several of them and their pokemon were wounded and/or killed.

During the bloodshed, Giovanni ran all the way across Mt. Coronet as fast as his legs can move and he was met with concern by his guards. He hastily shrugged them off by telling them to shut up and prepare for take off.

Ash and Sabrina heard the gunshots and shouts echo from the other side of Mt. Coronet and discovered Giovanni making a run for it.

"There he is! Now's our chance!" Ash said.

Both of them quickly emerged from their hiding spot to take Giovanni down.

Giovanni's bodyguards saw them and prepared to shoot to kill.

Without hesitation, Sabrina instantly used her powers to disarm the hostiles and levitated them in the air while Ash Ketchum went for his target, the Team Rocket boss himself. Her telekinesis abilities have grown even stronger over the years. Since the day she was freed from her psycho past self, she trained harder to maintain control over herself to prevent her past self from taking over again and it paid off.

"Oh, no you don't!" he shouted and he viciously ran and jumped to tackle Giovanni to the ground and the two wrestled one another all over the floor. With amazing strength, Giovanni positioned both of his feet under Ash's stomach and forcefully shoved him off. Ash landed backward and quickly rose back up, ignoring his back pain.

"I remember you!" Giovanni said when he recognized the young trainer. "You're that young brat who always foils my organization's plans. You also destroyed the plan I had for Mewtwo and his little, private island once! Well, I won't let you disrupt my world domination plans today or ever!"

"The hell I won't!" Ash said and commanded his Pikachu to send out a strong Thundershock to Giovanni. The mouse pokemon charged thousands of jolts of electricity throughout its body and released it with excessive force. Ash felt proud that his Pikachu had been well trained under his command since his early days.

Giovanni screamed from the intense shock he was under, never had he felt the powerful blast of this pokemon in his life. Now he knew why Jessie, James, and Meowth were obsessed with the capture of said pokemon. Now he wished he wore a rubber materialized suit instead.

The Thundershock stopped and the crime boss felt like he was going to pass out. But then he thought of something better, he wanted to humiliate Ash and Pikachu first before killing them and escaping. He felt like he may never get another chance at this.

"Hold it!" he cried out as he knelt down to recover. Ash and Pikachu did, but with caution.

Without his bodyguards to protect him, Giovanni had to resort to the one thing that he could think of.

"How about we settle this like real pokemon trainers?" he boldly offered, gripping his midsection tightly from the thundershock effect.

"I'm the trainer here. You are a filthy, no-good criminal and pokemon thief!" Ash stated.

"Call me what you will. What I meant was, why don't you and I have a little pokemon battle? After all, trainers love pokemon battles, am I right? Plus I used to be a trainer myself when I was your age."

Ash wanted to decline what this sick, twisted freak had in mind, but he was right. He did enjoy pokemon battles. They were a part of his life and he worshipped them like a religion since childhood. Now was not the best time or place for one, but he figured that this would buy the S.R.S. search party extra time to succeed with their capture/kill plan. Plus, he remembered that professional battle or not, it was rude to refuse one unless an emergency came up. Ash guessed that having one little match wouldn't do any harm(except to their pokemon in this case) and accepted but with a condition he had in mind.

"Fine, I'll accept your ambitous request. But if I win this, you must turn yourself in and abandon your organization. If you're lucky, you'll only wind up with a prison sentence rather than capital punishment."

"And if I am to become the victor . . .?" he questioned while rubbing his chin.

Ash took a deep breath and regretfully let out something he really didn't want to say. He hoped Giovanni would buy this.

"If that happens . . ." he said while gulping. "then you are free to go." Those last words made him want to gag and kick his own ass, but he showed no such emotion.

Giovanni gave it some thought and decided to accept the trainer's pathetic deal. Even though this was not one of the battles held back at his gym, he couldn't refuse too.

"Alright kid. You've got yourself a deal." He removed his pokeballs from his coat. "We will make it a three-on-three battle. I've only got three pokemon with me anyways."

Ash turned his signature hat backwards like he used to do in the good old days and prepared his pokemon for the fight of their lives and the both of them threw out their pokemon for round one.

The fight was on.

"Turtwig, I choose you!" he cried out and Turtwig appeared. It was a good thing Ash switched some of his pokemon with Professor Oak way before he separated from his group at Coronet.

Giovanni went "Pfft!" and released his pokemon.

His pokemon of choice was a Golem. It was the same one who engaged Ash's rival, Gary Oak, in the past. If Gary could bring the walking boulder pokemon down easily then, so could Ash.

"Turtwig, use Leech Seed!"

The Turtwig geared up and spat out a net made out of harmful, plant wiring. If that attached itself to Golem, it would effectively drain its energy. Normally, rock-types were superior to plant-type pokemon, thus making Turtwig an awful choice to combat Golem, but the science of a pokemon's strengths and weaknesses wasn't always as expected. A.J.'s Sandslash was, and still is, resistant to water just like when they first met. Gisielle had a Graveler who was also tough against Misty's Starmie's Water Gun attack during their first visit to that Pokemon Tech School back in the Kanto Region.

Golem dodged the attack and awaited its battle orders.

"Golem, attack that pathetic creature with Bulldoze!"

Golem roared, grabbed two chunks of rock from the ground and hurled them at Turtwig, it repeated this tactic until its foe was struck on the forehead. This Golem was stronger that it appeared to be.

Turtwig shook off the pain and dizziness from the Rock Throw. It's forehead now bore a bruise. It was lucky the rock didn't give it a fractured skull or a bleeding brain issue.

"Turtwig! Try using Bullet Seed!" Ash said.

Turtwig inhaled deeply, and shot out small, yet dangerous seeds from its mouth like a machine gun.

The Bullet Seeds made direct contact with the enemy pokemon, mostly on its face, and did some awesome damage to it. Good thing Turtwig was in top, physical condition otherwise Bullet Seed would have been a faliure right now.

"You're going to have to do better than that, boy! Golem, use Dig!"

The rock pokemon scraped off the Bullet Seed remains and burrowed itself under the wet, muddy ground. All it left behind was a big, gaping hole where it was last seen.

Giovanni smiled evilly while his opponents were left in a fearful expression. That Golem could strike at anytime, hence Ash and Turtwig's nervousness.

Ash told Turtwig to remain calm and be ready. It wasn't an easy thing to do, but nevertheless the plant pokemon did its best.

Violent shaking rumbled beneath their feet, Golem was ready to surface and attack, but Ash had faith in his plant pokemon.

A fist poked out from under Turtwig as Golem surfaced and the ambush was underway.

Unfortunately for Golem, Turtwig was ready.

"Turtwig, dodge and counter with Grass Knot!"

On cue, the grass pokemon narrowly avoided its foe's rocky fist and wrapped some grass ropes similar to Vine Whip onto Golem's feet after it missed and hit dirt.

"Now, slam it with all your might!"

The ensnared Golem could do nothing to prevent what was to come as Ash's fighter brought it high up and forced it to meet the ground. Five to seven heavy slams was all it took to weaken and injure Golem to the point where it could no longer continue battling. Turtwig released its vines and was now busy catching its breath and Golem didn't move at all.

Giovanni's tough, rock pokemon was just defeated by that kid's grass pokemon. But he didn't let it bother him and he simply called his fighter back and prepared to sent out its replacement.

A flash of light and soon, Ash had another challenger. It was a cat pokemon known as Persian and it was the evolved form of Meowth(not counting Team Rocket's Meowth).

"Your Turtwig may have beaten my Golem, but let's see how it does against my Persian." said Giovanni.

This Perisan of his may not look the combative type, but Ash was about to learn the hard way that this feline pokemon had a lot to offer.

"Okay Turtwig, time to show that furball who's boss! Use Growth and attack with Grass Knot again!" Ash said.

Closing its eyes to concentrate, Turtwig's whole body started glowing a greenish color, the Persian was confused and its master remained silent.

When Ash's pokemon was finished, it proceeded to use the same move it used to defeat Golem. The grass was halfway done with ensnaring Perisan when Giovanni finally gave out an order.

"Perisan, use Screech!"

Persian's eyes enlarged and its mouth opened to emit an earsplitting screech. Except for Giovanni, the Screech attack affected both Turtwig and its master so much that Ash was forced to cover his ears while Turtwig had no choice but to stop its attempted move. It had no effect on Giovanni though since he was used to it, plus if Screech made the victim suffer, then he was glad to be around to watch its discomfort.

With Turtwig distracted by the noise, Giovanni commanded Perisan to attack the defensless pokemon with Flash, Hone Claws, Fury Swipes and Hyperbeam.

A white, light emitted from the red gem on Persian's forehead and within a second, its target was blinded and even more helpless to protect itself as Persian's Hone Claws strengthed its razor sharp claws and unleashed their power until said claws shed some of Turtwig's blood. The feline pokemon then focused its forehead gem and shot its enemy with a powerful Hyperbeam.

The force of the blast sent poor Turtwig flying backward and crashing into Ash, knocking him off his feet.

"Take that!" Giovanni bragged and laughed at Ash's misfortune.

"Turtwig, are you alright?" He recieved no response because Turtwig was knocked the heck out. That Persian sure knew how to kick ass and it kicked Turtwig's real good and quick, kind of like how it did against Golem.

Ash grabbed a pokeball and returned the incapacitated grass pokemon back in and stood up and summoned his Chimchar to even the score. Chimchar was starving for some action.

Giovanni laughed at the teen's next combatant.

"So, you dare to challenge my treasured Persian with that pipsqueak monkey-thing? Show me what it can do." Giovanni goaded.

"With pleasure. Chimchar, use your Flame Wheel!"

Hearing the command, Chimchar cloaked itself in fire and charged at Persian in a wheel-like formation. Thanks to Ash's wellful patience and training over the years, unlike its training with its former master Paul, the fire pokemon's move was faster and stronger than ever before.

Although Persian's Hyperbeam helped in securing a victory in the first round, it did have one disadvantage: exhaustion. The Hyperbeam had drained most of Persian's body energy and because of that, the unlucky cat pokemon was quickly trampled and burned. It let out a high-pitched squeal from the searing heat. For a little guy, Chimchar's Flame Wheel sure hurt like crap!

Giovanni growled softly from irritation while Chimchar stopped to taunt at Persian.

Out of frustration, Giovanni ordered his Persian to fight back with a second Fury Swipes attack, but then Chimchar was told to use another fire based move, this time the Flamethrower, and after being engulfed in flames again, the smoke cleared and revealed Persian to be completely bare. The Flamethrower had completely incinerated all of its fur. For the Persian, it was pretty embarrassing.

Unable to resist, Ash, Pikachu, and Chimchar burst into full laughter. Despite a life and death situation going on in the pokemon world, there was never a wrong time for some humor to help lighten the mood and now was one of those times.

Persian's face flushed with 100 percent embarrassment and instantly called it quits on the whole battle.

"Cease your infernal laughter!" barked Giovanni and unwillingly called Persian back in its pokeball.

Ash indeed did stop laughing, not because the Viridian gym leader demanded him to, but because he needed to catch his breath from his rancous laughing, his pokemon did the same and they were all teary eyed as if they were shot with tear gas.

Suddenly, something began to happen to Chimchar. It's entire body began to glow in a bright light. When a pokemon entered that state, it meant only one thing: evolution.

After a few seconds of blinding light, it died out and revealed that the pokemon standing between Ash, Pikachu, and Giovanni was no longer a Chimchar.

The pokemon previously called 'Chimchar' was now a pokemon named Monferno.

Amazed by this turn of events, Ash Ketchum removed his pokedex and concentrated it on his new companion.

"Monferno, the ape pokemon and the evolved form of Chimchar. This pokemon skillfully controls the intensity of the fire on its tail to keep its foes at an ideal distance. Its special attack is the Mach Punch. Although playful at times, it will not hesitate to fight for the survival of itself or for its master when danger threatens."

"Hot dog!" Ash cheered.

Giovanni just rolled his eyes. "So your Chimchar evolved in the middle of a fight, big deal. It's going to take more than some fancy change of appearence to win this scruffle!"

He snatched another one of his pokeballs and summoned his supposedly final pokemon for the remainder of the battle. Sure, he had backup pokemon with him that he could release right now and turn the tides of this quick match, but for now he abided on his three-on-three battle agreement. From his point of view, with this next combatant, there's no way he can lose.

Ash's next and final opponent was a sight to behold. It was a steel/dragon-type pokemon called Dialga, a legendary pokemon and it was Giovanni's strongest in his current arsenal. How he managed to have a pokemon like this one puzzled Ash.

In the past, Ash dealt with steel types before, but they were quite difficult to handle for they are considered to have incredible resistance against a third of the world's seventeen elemental types known to man and electric types were on the list.

Ash had to think this through. Even though he wanted to, Ash didn't want to risk Pikachu with that thing. Even if Pikachu did survive, it could be too weakened to help Ash with any problem that may surface as long as the Primal Rage War was still happening.

He was about to return Monferno in its pokeball, but then hesitated when he suddenly thought of a strategy that could guarantee him a win, he had a distaste of it, but it would have to do. He decided to have Monferno rumble with Dialga for a while and if he played his cards right, Dialga would be weakened to the point where he could then bring another pokemon out and finish the job in Monferno's place.

But before that can happen, he told Monferno to come back to him so he could reveal his plan and to know if it wanted to continue fighting or to retreat. He felt it was wrong and selfish to have his pokemon execute his stratagies against their will, even if they did succeed in the end. But it was either that or lose and let Giovanni leave as he agreed to do should he fail. He was a man of his word and can't break it.

Monferno and Pikachu got every detail their master spilled and the fire chimp gave him its own "yes" answer and walked back into the battle. Although Steel-types were proven to be harmed by fire-types, again, the natural laws of all pokemon elements can sometimes backfire. This new opponent could outmatch Monferno and turn the tides in Giovanni's favor.

I hope this works . . . He thought and gave Monferno the order to start things off with its Leer attack. This move should reduce Dialga's power enought for a strong blow.

The Leer worked, but not all the way. Diagla wasn't affected by it very much.

"Try this one for size, kid. Dialga, use Bulk Up!"

Dialga flexed all four of its legs and focused on its own move. An orange glow surrounded its entire body and its eyes glowed the same color.

"Monferno, use Flamethrower again!" said Ash.

Like before, Monferno opened its mouth and out came the familiar flame that eliminated Persian.

But Giovanni hatched a plan to save his pokemon from harm. "Use Metal Burst!"

Just like that, Diagla absorbed Monferno's fire attack and prepared to return it all to its owner, but with more power. A white, energy ball formed out of Diagla's mouth and the flame was reflected right back at Monferno!

Lucky for Monferno, its quick reflexes helped it avoid being harmed by its own weapon. The blast was close to striking Ash, but he moved too, but barely for the blast traveled at high velocity and almost nailed him.

Giovanni rubbed his palms together and smiled evilly. "Excellent! Now blind that fire-tailed pest with Sandstorm!"

The dragon pokemon aimed its head and face directly toward the ground where dry sand was still existent and blew the strongest breath it can conjure and a blinding cloud of sand and mud shot up and blanketed Monferno from head to toe. It was like a small hurricane.

"Monferno!" Ash shouted. Monferno could not hear or see at all, it was wide open for a random, nasty surprise attack by Diagla.

"Now, strike with Iron Tail, Dragon Claw, and Roar of Time!"

That name of that final attack made Ash stir. "Roar of what?"

Diagla quickly scurried into the cloud and delivered harsh punishment on its victim. Neither Ash or Giovanni witnessed what went on in there between the two pokemon, but Giovanni was feeling positive that things would go his way.

Sounds of battle came from the cloud and the dragon/steel pokemon was the sole cause of it all. First there was the sound of the Iron Tail attack slamming into Monferno, next came the Dragon Claw ripping into flesh, and finally, the signature move of Diagla, the Roar of Time.

A bright lighting effect emerged from the cloud followed by painful screaming. Later, Monferno was thrown back from the sand cloud and crashed onto the side of Giovanni's airship and it was now a complete mess. There was a dark, black bruise visible on its upper back from the Iron Tail, a bleeding slash mark on its chest and stomach from Dragon Claw, and above all, smoke was literally seeping from nearly everywhere on its body like it escaped from a fire considering the fact that it was born as fire.

No, Monferno!" Ash tended to his fallen pokemon. He offered it shelter within its pokeball, but again, the fire critter refused his request. Like the pokedex data mentioned, a tame Monferno will do what it can to protect all it cared for at the risk of its own safety or maybe even its life. But this Monferno had more than just protection for its master, it wanted to fight as the proud pokemon that it felt or go down trying. In battle, surrender was, in its mind, for weak and undisciplined pokemon and people.

Ash contested Monferno's pride behavior, feeling that his stratagy may fail, but after seeing that quitting was not in his pokemon's forte', he still allowed Monferno to fight, he accepted Monferno's decision and allowed it back into combat. The badly, beaten Monferno was dangerously close to serious injury.

Giovanni couldn't believe his own eyes. That pokemon of Ash's sure had the guts to resume battling despite its now-poor condition.

"It seems that you train your pokemon well." he began to say. "It's a real shame all your effort and hard work to become number one will go to waste tonight. Now Diagla, finish Monferno off with Dragonbreath!"

Diagla opened its mouth yet again, but this time a green colored orb began to form inside. The orb grew bigger and deadly-looking with every passing second.

"Keep charging your beam and wait for my signal, Diagla!" said Giovanni.

Remembering the effects of Dragonbreath, Ash ordered Monferno to stand its ground and wait to evade. If Monferno were to be touched by Dragonbreath, it would do more than just harm, the real threat behind the blast would be paralysis and Diagla would be free to inflict whatever unspeakable horrors the Team Rocket boss trained it to do.

After a brief ten seconds of charging up, Giovanni finally gave his order and soon, a blistering energy beam escaped from Diagla's mouth and headed right for the banged-up Monferno.

The time came and Ash quickly told Monferno to take evasive action and the fire pokemon put its reflexes in action and narrowly avoided taking a hit by that mighty beam.

Angered, Giovanni ordered another Dragonbeam to be initiated and Diagla obeyed and held in position for a recharge.

That's when Ash set his plan into motion. He instructed Monferno to quickly use its Torment to keep Diagla from repeating the Dragonbreath move and succeeded. Next, it was to assault Diagla with Fire Spin.

Monferno aimed its head back, deeply inhaled, and unleashed a searing blast of the strongest flame its newly evolved form could produce and, like Persian, Diagla was engulfed in the fire, minus the fur-burning part.

During the blaze, Ash yelled for Monferno to use its Mach Punch and Monferno balled both hands into fists, which began to glow, and made a dash for the burning steel pokemon. Its powerful fist shot through the super-heated air unaffected by its own flame and penetrated the hard and scorching body of Diagla, perferrably its side.

Diagla hardly felt the flames of the Fire Spin because of its steel-like form, but the Mach Punch, especially this Monferno's, was a whole different story because despite being a steel-type pokemon, Monferno's special punch hurt a lot! The pain of the Mach Punch made Diagla feel like it got run over by a car or bus.

The legendary pokemon was now described as burnt(not much, but still banged up) and aching from that abnormal fist to its side. If Giovanni was not such an evil, black-hearted man, he would express great worry over his pokemon's injuries and tend to them, but unfortunately he wasn't. He cared for nothing nor anyone except himself.

"Come on, Diagla! Get up and fight back, that's an order!" he demanded of his pokemon. Even though Diagla belonged to the wicked Team Rocket leader, Ash couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the creature. Giovanni's attitude toward Diagla reminded him of Paul, a tough and rude trainer he shared an intense rivalry with besides Gary Oak.

Shaking off his thoughts, Ash quickly withdrew Monferno and brought out the one pokemon of his he knew would be fit for executing his strategy perfectly: Pikachu.

Giovanni laughed hysterically when Pikachu stepped up to the plate. Diagla was usually powerful against electric types, but throughout the years of its life with Ash, Pikachu had toughened up and even overpowered those it was naturally weak against, like the time he fried Brock's Geodude and gave Onyx the shock of its life during Ash's first official gym battle in the Indigo Region.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you! Pikachu, you know what to do!"

Pikachu gave a nod of approval and quickly sprinted to the burnt enemy pokemon.

First, Pikachu ran around its foe with Agility to confuse Diagla. Diagla spun its head left and right to keep up until it could take no more and began feeling dizzy. This was the exact maneuver it used on Lt. Surge's Riachu before.

Next came five powerful Thunder Punches and three Iron Tails, all of which roughed Diagla up real good.

The followups to Pikachu's devastating combo were Volt Tackle, Quick Attack, Thunderbolt and its signature, the Thundershock. Combining these attacks altogether gave birth to the most powerful, bitchiest, psychotic, ass-kicking chain combo ever spawned.

Like Monferno, Diagla was becoming more weak from every striking blow Pikachu had to offer. It couldn't believe what was happening. A small, runt such as this Pikachu was giving a well-trained dragon/steel/legendary pokemon like itself a run for its money. Such a travesty was bringing heavy shame to its master.

Giovanni ordered a strong, bone-breaking attack upon Pikachu and it tried and failed as the mouse pokemon easily steered clear of the blow and attacked with more Thunder Punches.

The punishment was too much even for Diagla and it was finally brought to its knees after Pikachu's last Thunder Punch did some pretty bad damage to its left leg.

The battle before Giovanni shocked him beyond disbelief.

"You fool! What have you done to my Diagla? Ever since my organization captured it and brought it before me, I had it placed in the strictest and ruthless combat training I could afford to ensure it could not face defeat at the hands of my business rivals and yet, it couldn't even destroy a little bastard like you!"

Ash ignored the insult and said to the criminal leader, "Too bad all those dollars you put on Diagla's training is about to go to waste."

Giovanni growled and swore under his breath as Pikachu was getting ready to finish the fight with a second Thunderbolt. The energy emerging from its cheek sacs informed Ash and Giovanni that the attack was going to rock Mt. Coronet like a hurricane.

With all the power and strength it carried within its body, Pikachu screamed as a quarter of a million volts of electricity shot out and targeted the wounded Diagla.

There was no guessing on how Diagla would react to the monster attack as the Thunderbolt slowly surged throughout its entire hardened body and, resistant or no, the pain was ungodly, even fatal for some.

Ash and Giovanni reflexively shielded their eyes with their arms as the electric attack brightened almost every, single acre of Mt. Coronet. It was as if a nuclear bomb suddenly went off.

The Thunderbolt stopped and the two human enemies finally got a look at the results.

Devastating, chaotic, destructive, unimaginable. Each one of those terms pretty much fit the description of Pikachu's finale. Even Ash Ketchum couldn't began to phatham what his pokemon just did. It was a whole, lot worse.

After standing unattended after the electrocution, Diagla tried taking a step forward, and then it stopped abruptly and collasped. Giovanni was too stunned beyond belief. Diagla, the most powerful pokemon he had had been defeated. Ash Ketchum was the winner.

"It's over, I win! Ash began to say.

But was Giovanni about to fufill his end of the bargin to which he agreed to? Yeah, right. Like the usual villain, he chose to breach the deal and quickly pulled from his coat a golden Desert Eagle handgun. He wasn't too fond of losing and, from his eyes, his loss at the hands of the exact person who countered his plans over the years was total humiliation.

"Nobody makes a fool out of me, you hear me? Nobody!" he screamed. He was out for blood, and judging by the looks of things, it was about to become literal.

Two forms of emotions swept over Ash and Pikachu. One was panicking and the other was confusion. The latter was when the crime boss held his fire. He wasn't even aiming the gun at them, it was hanging in his hand and on his side. If Ash was not the target on his hit list, then who was?

Giovanni turned and locked his angry sights on the psychic woman holding off his remaining guards. He raised the weapon, his index finger poised on the trigger.

Ash was horrified at what was about to go down. Giovanni was going to try to murder Sabrina!

"NO!" he screamed and ordered Pikachu to stop him with an electric attack.

Sabrina turned to see what the commotion was and gasped upon seeing the Team Rocket leader attempting to take her life. She stopped her task and let the guards fall flat on the ground. They were dizzy from the mid-air suspension to do anything.

Pikachu was too late to prevent Giovanni from shooting at her as he squeezed the trigger.

But Sabrina was quick to go on the defensive by wrapping herself with a telekinetic force field at the very last minute. It saved her as the bullet disintegrated the instant it made contact with her invisible shield.

Forgetting about her means of protection due to his anger clouding his judgement, Giovanni fired several more shots at Sabrina until the gun's clip was spent. An idea suddenly formed in his mind. He turned his sights on Ash Ketchum. He figured that since he couldn't kill Sabrina, he might as well terminate her unprotected close ally.

Fear consumed Ash and Pikachu as Giovanni quickly whipped out a second Desert Eagle handgun and prepared to finish them off. Sabrina dissolved her invisible cocoon to save Ash when someone already beat her to it by launching an energy projectile at the homicidal mad man, it sent him flying across the air and onto the airship's ramp headfirst and knocked him out cold.

Sabrina, Pikachu and Ash turned and discovered their rescuers.

Unexpectingly, it turned out to be none other than Jessie, James, and Meowth. They had awakened from their Sleep Powder-enduced nap(Butch and Cassidy were still out) and committed the one act they thought they'd never do and that was betraying their own boss. Well, there was one time they thought of overthrowing him and another when they considered quitting on the day Mewtwo escaped from Team Rocket's headquarters upon realizing they were terrible at their job of pokemon theivery.

"We are so gonna be fired!" Jessie said, she was probably predicting all the nightmarish things Giovanni was going to commit on them later on. She hoped that the knockout blow wiped his memory clean of the incident

Ash, Sabrina, and Pikachu didn't understand why they played "Hero" just now after everything the troublemakers had put Ash through.

"Umm . . . why did you three just assault your own boss?" Ash asked. He was grateful for their actions, but he wanted to know why?

They answered. "If you died, then that would most certainly erase the thrill of chasing you for your pokemon."

Meowth gave his statement. "As I told James and Jessie weeks ago, we may be criminals, but we are not, nor ever will be, killers." It was rare, but he was being honest. Meowth's statement was similar to the one he and his comrades made from the time the three legendary bird pokemon, Articuno, Zapidos, and Moltres, went on a rampage.

Ash gave them something he rarely gave all of his enemies: his thanks.

He looked back on the unmoving Giovanni and checked his neck pulse to see if Team Rocket's act of betrayal didn't kill him.

He was still alive.

"What should we do with him?" Ash asked Sabrina.

Sabrina glanced at Giovanni's dropped Desert Eagle weapons and confiscated them as evidence for Giovanni's future arrest and conviction. She used her powers to handle them to avoid smudging them with her own prints.

"I think we should keep him quarantined in his own ship until further notice." she suggested.

"Good idea." Ash said. He offered to help with moving Giovanni's limp body, but Sabrina declined and handled it by lifting the criminal with her mind and hauling him away.

Without saying anything, Team Rocket used this as a chance to slip away, but Ash quickly caught on and stopped them by summoning his Turtwig to immobilize the trio with its Vine Whip.

"Nice try, guys. You may have saved my life from your psycho boss and I appreiciate it, but you are still wanted felons so you're staying right here." he reminded them.

"Crud!" they shouted. "Looks like Team Rocket's not blasting off again!"

Pretty soon, the S.R.S. escorts had finally returned with two injured troops. The trainer asked his escorts, Sheldon and Samantha, about what happened and he was informed of the deadly shootout with Giovanni and his guards.

Ash noticed there were not many guards now and asked where the others of the team were and he was told that they were dead. Sheldon, Samantha, and the injured duo were all that's left of the rescue team.

Sheldon asked Ash and Sabrina were Giovanni was and Ash told about the battle he and Giovanni just had and finished with the criminal mastermind losing, along with what he almost tried to do to them, and finally all the way to the part of his capture and current detainment in his own ship.

"He's not going anywhere, I can promise you that." said Sabrina.

"Great work, guys!" Samantha said with glee. "Now, be a pal and take this radio and inform our CO about Giovanni and ask for further orders while the rest and myself tend to the wounded."

The guard tuned her radio to the proper channel for Team A and placed it in Ash's left hand and left him alone.

Ash fumbled with the radio's knobs for better volume and pressed the "Call" button.

"Um, hello? This is Ash Ketchum speaking. Can anybody hear me?" he said to the speaker.

To his dismay, his answer was static. He wondered if the soldier switched it to the incorrect fequency signal. He tried again.

"Is this the channel to the Sinnoh Region Squad entitled 'Team A'? If so, please respond. Anybody?"

More static.

"What the heck's going on here?" he questioned to no one but himself.

Still holding the radio, Ash directed himself to the squad.

"There appears to be a problem with your radio's signal. It's all static." he reported.

Samantha King took her radio and checked it for malfunctions and found none. She spoke into it. "Calling Team A. This is Samantha King. Anyone hear me? Over."

Just like with Ash, she got no answer.

"Team A, I repeat: This is Samantha King! What is your status, over!"

Nothing.

"Dammit!" she said and turned off the device to conserve battery power. "Why won't anybody in Team A answer?"

Then a dreadful thought got to Ash. "Unless . . . Team A was either wiped out or their signal was tampered with somehow."

Now they were starting to worry.

Ash then knew there was only one way to learn the truth for sure. He told the guards to continue with their activities as he turned around and went to fetch Sabrina.

When he and Sabrina returned after she finished with her task of imprisoning Giovanni, she was informed of the new problem.

"Sabrina, I hate to impose, but may you teleport us to Team A's current location? We need to find out why we contacting them has become impossible."

"Of course I will." she replied. As she and Ash stood where they were preparing for teleportation, Ash offered for the others to tag along, but they respectfully declined.

"Wish we could kid, but just to play it safe, we feel we should stay here and keep a watchful eye on Team Rocket and their detained leader. The instant he wakes up, he'll be spending complimentary days and nights behind bars. Be careful." Samantha said.

Just then, Sheldon Arvizu agreed to accompany them. "Somebody's gotta protect them." he said to his teammates and they allowed him aboard and wished them all good luck.

"Ready, gentlemen?" Sabrina asked her friend and the lone soldier. They nodded and Sabrina brought up her focus on their destination and the trio vanished in a bright light.

Solaceon Town . . .

The scouting humans and pokemon did their best to steer clear of Necrosan and Tarnung as they exchanged blows and special attacks.

Tarnung was slashed on his right shoulder from Necrosan's claws and the chameleon creature returned the favor by grabbing the dragon's head and sinking his teeth in his scaly neck, any deeper and Necrosan's jugular vein would have been severed and spelled instant death.

Necrosan's left hand, meant to claw Tarnung's eyes out, was seized by Tarnung and the hybrid monster gave it a good, strong twisting motion. The result? Sharp pain and a sprain on the wrist and maybe one finger.

When Tarnung went for a diving tackle, Necrosan, ignoring his injury, quickly blocked said attack and gripped his rival by the shoulders with both hands, despite one of them having a sprain, and forcefully brought the deception god to his knees due to the pain his icy, cold grip was. When the timing was right, the evil god reared his right leg backward and brought it upward for a powerful knee bash to Tarnung's chin and face. Tarnung fell backward and was now missing a tooth because of that.

Necrosan raised his tail to try to either wound the hybrid beast in the same manner he did with Blizzard, or absorb his powers and abilities. But he missed as Tarnung intervened and grabbed the tail by the harpoon tip and attempted to rip it off, similar to how Necrosan tried to remove Tarnung's back sail. The chameleon behemoth succeeded and off came the deadly tip and it was tossed away. If Necrosan had succeeded with his tactic, he would have easily obtained his victory and the pokemon world would have been doomed to be under his homicidal rule.

A fair amount of blood leaked from the spot of where the natural weapon used to reside and Necrosan was in monsterous pain. At least Tarnung and the other fighters, assuming they can still battle, no longer have to worry about getting stabbed or cut by the dragon's sharp tail anymore.

"Ouch!" one S.R.S. member exclaimed.

With his tail weapon now gone, Necrosan was going to have to use alternate means to kill.

Necrosan furiously spat out half a dozen Stun Roar projectiles directly from his mouth(which happened to be Sauron's). Tarnung dodged all of them and Necrosan charged for Tarnung and tackled him to the ground and opened his jaws again. His intention was to eliminate his opponent by melting his flesh and bones with his acidic saliva.

The downed draconian clutched Necrosan's mouth just as the gunk was about to rain down and the undead being struggled to force his foe to release him, but Tarnung held his grip firmly.

The death god was then assaulted with a few right hooks to the face, then he was dragged downward to the ground and before he knew it, Tarnung was already up and, raising his right foot upward, he brought it down with all his might on Necrosan's left arm. For a second there, two of the S.R.S. members thought that that kind of attack would break the bone in Necrosan's arm. Well, it didn't, but it still caused a hell of a lot of pain.

The tide of the war seemed to be turning against Necrosan. The opportunity of world domination was starting to grow weak for him. But like his newly hated enemy, Necrosan still refused to back down and proved it by trying to jump kick the approaching Tarnung and succeeded. Necrosan's feet made contact with the hybrid combatant and although it didn't knock him down again, the kick still caused him to scatter back.

Necrosan spit more of his black acid and this time, he managed to get Tarnung.

The acid splashed over Tarnung's left thigh and started eating away at the area and Tarnung screeched in pain. While tending to his new problem, he was met with an even bigger one in the form of a high-intense leap and ground stomp, sending Tarnung(and a few of the humans and pokemon) flying upward and crashing down. Just as he was restructuring himself to the standing position, Necrosan repeated the jump stomp and sent Tarnung off the ground again and crashing, this time the fall bruised his side and shoulder.

Like his evil, undead target, Tarnung was also starting to show signs of fatigue and injury. One might say that the two were now sharing the same health condition.

After the second earthquake stomp had commenced, Armadon finally regained consciousness from the shaking and focused his vision to where Blizzard lay bleeding out and then shifted to the Draconians fighting each other.

Necrosan approached Tarnung and, surprisingly, helped him to his feet only to knock him back down with a mighty headbutt. Again, Tarnung was lifted up and brought back down but with a throw resembling a Seismic Toss and when Tarnung was about to stand up, he was, for the third time in a row, assaulted again but with a slam and drag-style manuver. Despite the tremendous cooperation the three heroic Draconians achieved in the beginning of the brawl and the merciless beatdown they each gave to Necrosan, like all great good versus evil battles throughout history, the outnumbered Draconian eventually gained the upper hand. All was going his way once more.

But like all great victories, there was always someone, something, or someway to change the direction of things and it was about to become that.

While Necrosan was primarily occupied with Tarnung, Armadon quickly fired three of his organic spikes at the dragon and they stabbed him in the back.

That definitely snagged Necrosan's attention as he turned to face bipedal dinosaur who stabbed him. His right hand reached behind, plucked the embedded projectiles from his bloodied back and hurled them back at Armadon like spears.

The armored beast's own spikes missed him by a few inches and, deciding to finish the battle himself, he ran for Necrosan, not caring for his physical condition. At least his wasn't as horrendous as Necrosan's or Blizzard's.

Necrosan braced himself as Armadon plowed directly into him and a new brawl was underway while Tarnung was left alone to recover.

Blood from Necrosan's mouth dripped on Armadon as Necrosan swung his bloodied tail in an attempt to blind his foe in the face. The dragon's blood may have covered his face, but that surely did not keep Armadon from swinging his clubbed tail at the undead Draconian's leg and stomach. Because of his injuries, that hurt twice as hard.

Just when Armadon was going to make another move, Necrosan delayed it by plucking one of Armadon's spikes from his back and used it to stab him in the arm opposite of his already-broken one. Armadon roared in agony and tried to remove it, but he couldn't because, other than the fact that his fractured arm was useless, the spike had been embedded so deep it was actually trapped inside and the tip was punctured right through the skin.

Giving it his all, Necrosan grabbed the tail of the wounded Armadon and strongly tossed him far away just like he did the first time.

When Armadon crashed, he landed on his stabbed arm which drove the spike in even further and causing the pain to worsen. Like Blizzard and Tarnung, he too was losing his side of the war.

The S.R.S. were starting to feel afraid and hopeless again like they did at Mt. Coronet. Blizzard was bleeding out, Tarnung was beaten to a tremendous pulp, and now Armadon was up next for his share of hell.

Suddenly, everybody gazed up to the sky to see that the hail storm was now over.

"Hey, check it out. The storm stopped." said one guard.

"Which means . . ." said another and all eyes focused on Tarnung. Everyone predicted the events that were sure to come.

Not paying any attention to the weather change, Necrosan went in to finish off Armadon, but then he looked up from his victim and noticed something was amiss: Tarnung was nowhere to be found for his cloaking had shielded him from all eyes once again. What surprises did he have cooked up for the god of death?

Necrosan turned in every direction that surrounded him, looking for any sign of the stealthy chameleon. He could be anywhere and leap at anytime, no sound from the invisible giant was made. Even the humans feared what the outcome would be.

To try and flush him out, Necrosan performed his jumping stomp. If it worked, it would give Tarnung's position away. But during the journey downward, an invisible force swatted Necrosan out of the air and into more town buildings. A roar from Tarnung reached everyone's ears and again, the humans felt chills course through their bodies.

Necrosan recovered from the fall and began thrashing around like a maniac, hoping to get a random hit. There was a hit alright, and the victim was once again the dragon beast himself as a quick jabbing strike tagged his sides and back four times.

Having just about enough, Necrosan growled in fury and decided to let all hell break loose, even if it meant endangering himself if that's what it took to destroy his Draconian foes. He started by spitting endless waves of his burning acid saliva and added Sauron's Primal Scream into the mix.

"Get out of range, now!" yelled the squad as they scattered to seek protective shelter.

The only targets the energy projectiles and all that acid gunk tagged were more of the town's architecture, wet ground, and several more S.R.S. people were killed instantly except for one, a field radio operator, who may have survived, but both of his arms had now melted off when the substance splashed on him. Now they were losing more teammates ever since the war started.

Nontheless, Tarnung remained hidden and unaffected by any of it.

Necrosan grunted in pain as one invisible hand grabbed him by the throat while another hammered away at his bruised face and stomach before both sent him tumbling down again. Then something really heavy plowed right on top of his back and damaged pair of wings. The attack was so hard, it nearly caused him to vomit even though he had not fed hours before the battle. However, that was how he achieved his current flesh and blood form. During his stay in the pokemon world, he searched for, and feasted on, poor countless unsuspecting human and pokemon victims he saw. His savage consumption helped to slowly regenerate every organ and ounce of skin and blood that rotted away over the long centuries of his moon imprisionment.

Instinctively, Necrosan whipped his bleeding tail out and by chance, some of that same blood contacted with something moving. Tarnung's cover was blown because of that and he was kicked back by the injured dragon as he got back up.

Meanwhile the injured trooper was carefully lowered to the floor after the portable radio station on his back was removed and was being tended to by his comrades. The pain was blistering and unforgiving. Where his arms were once were now blood-soaked stumps. If they failed to stop the massive bleeding in time, he could die.

"Oh god, it hurts!" he yelled uncontrollably. He was told to try to remain calm while they began patching up his near-fatal injury.

Back on the battlefield, a choking cry emitted from Necrosan as Tarnung's tail crashed into the death god's neck and larynx. He grasped his own throat and bent his head downward to try to breathe better. But by doing so, he made the misfortune of allowing Tarnung a free hit which came in the form of seven tail slaps.

Tarnung cloaked himself again and rammed himself shoulder-first into the still-gasping Necrosan.

Then the god of deception snuck up behind the evil monster, placed his hands around Necrosan's head to try to kill him with a neckbreaker.

Injured, bleeding, and weakened as he may be, Necrosan defied the assasination attempt by stomping on Tarnung's feet which forced him to release the creature's head, and grabbed the heroic titan and roughly tossed him in the air and he landed near a farm and its open field.

Necrosan fired more of his Stun Roar cones at Tarnung. He missed, but he was still able to tackle him. Necrosan then grabbed Tarnung and flung him across the city like a sack of potatoes. It happened about 5 times until both of the combatants were beginning to take their fight out of Solaceon Town and further into Sinnoh.

After working on saving their radio operator, the wounded member died anyway from shock and blood loss. Getting themselves together, the team got a glimpse of Tarnung and Necrosan dragging their apocalyptic death match outside the town while Blizzard and Armadon remained put due to their injuries.

"They're leaving!" One member shrieked. "Quick! Call the other teams, let them know what's going on!"

A buff member scrambled for his radio to make the call, but something was wrong with it. It only made static noise.

"My radio's out!" he stated.

"I'll do it!" said another, a woman. She tried hers, but that failed as well since it too revealed nothing except static. "Mine's jammed too!"

Pretty soon, all of them tried contacting the spilt groups and their radios failed too. None of them had a properly functioning walkie-talkie. This was strange.

"What's up with all our radios? They won't do jack squat!" the same muscular soldier complained. The entire platoon shared the same confusion.

Suspicion grew on their faces and they made an inspection of the radio transmitter the late armless member had since it was the source of all of this group's electronic communications and discovered the horrifying problem: when Necrosan's acid harmed the operator, a couple of drops managed to touch and eat into the machinery. A closer look revealed that the drops severed the wiring and chip installations inside the device, sabatoging the radio for good.

Seeing this, the team panicked. Without a signal from the transmitter, calling any of the separated groups was now an impossibility. Now more lives were at stake.

"Aw, crap!"

"Now what?"

Another spoke up. "Let's strap a written message on one of our flying pokemon and have it sent to the others. You know, like a Delibird!"

An agreement was reached and the plan went into effect. Unfortunately, the only one amongst them with a flying-type pokemon was a Murkrow belonging to the dead operator. It was also the same Murkrow who warned them all of Necrosan's recovery from Tarnung's heat beam. The Murkrow was upset over the loss of its master, but it was more than willing to play its part. It was no Delibird, but it would have to do.

"Okay Murkrow, listen up! We need you to deliver a message to our teammates in either Mt. Coronet or Veilstone City. Can you do that for us, and for your master?" said the leader.

The Murkrow had never taken orders from anyone other than its master, but with him pushing up daisies, there was no alternative option in this matter.

"Krow!" it said and one member took out a piece of paper and began writing a message about the draconians on it and carefully attached it to Murkrow's right leg with a rubber band and off it went.

"Good luck, Murkrow!" they cheered and Murkrow soon vanished into the night sky.

"C'mon! We have to keep tabs on Necrosan and Tarnung!"

"Wait! What about Blizzard and Armadon?"

"Hmm, good point. Okay, three of us will have to remain here while everyone else follow the hostiles. Don't lose them! Understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

With all that said, the small band dismembered, leaving only three of their own to tend to the downed Draconians.

Veilstone City . . .

When Misty's sisters joined her group of fellow survivors, they exchanged hellos with Brock, Tracey, Delia Ketchum and Professor Oak while exchanging names with May, Max, Professor Ivy, Dawn, Iris, Jardel and Laura. While no one was looking, Daisy got a quick glance at Tracey. Daisy was kinda glad to see him again. The crush she secretly harbored for him was beginning to return. Tracey on the other hand was still unsuspecting of her feelings for him as he did not feel the same way she did like last time. However, if they survive the war, then romance for them was possible. It happened with May and Ash, so why not them too?

"So, like, with the town's population safe and all, what now?" Lily asked anyone.

The leader of this platoon answered. "I guess we'll have to wait here until we receive news from the other branches. With the monsters far away and this entire city empty of life save for ourselves, there's pretty much nothing else to do."

"I'll make contact with the others and let them know we succeeded with our job." said another and gripped a radio, switched it on and twisted the knobs for the channel of the team in Solaceon Town.

But when that person's radio gave him static, puzzlement formed on his face.

"Odd." he said.

"What?" Tracey asked.

"My radio won't work for Team A's channel."

"Try another radio." Ivy suggested.

The other guards gave it a shot and all they got were the same results: nothing.

"Team A, this is Team C. What's your status, over?"

Still nothing.

The message was repeated and so was the static answer.

"Guys, it appears that Team A's communications signal has been rendered disfunctional."

That was not the kind of news they wanted to hear, but hey, it is a war, bad news was natural in times like this.

"Do you think the team in Solaceon Town is . . . dead?" Dawn asked her friends.

"Either that, or their signal is." Max told her.

"How could that happen? Did the hailstorm knock out their communications or something?" said Dawn.

Her answer by Max was interrupted when the sudden appearence of a Murkrow grabbed their attention.

At first, everybody mistaked it for another wild pokemon trying to fly away or find someplace to hide from danger until they noticed it was flying at them.

It landed and began urgently squaking at them in its native tongue.

"Like, who's Murkrow is this and why is it squaking at us like that?" Daisy asked. She didn't hate Murkrows or the squaking by this one, she was just concerned.

May noticed something small and white attached to the pokemon's foot.

"What is it, Murkrow?" she said to it.

Murkrow made a pointing guesture to the letter on its foot and May cautiously removed the item, unrolled it and began reading it silently. A scared look swept over her face. Professor Ivy noticed and took the note, read it and was now sharing the young girl's horrified expression when she finished.

"Oh, dear god . . .!" she uttered in a blank response.

"What? What does the paper say? Is it about my son?" Delia wanted to know urgently.

Professor Ivy shook her head. "It's about those Draconian creatures. Two of them have been seriously incapacitated by Necrosan and he and the one we codenamed 'Tarnung' are heading this way!"

A large thump was heard not far from where they were. Then another, then another.

It was heard again, followed by Necrosan's roar that made them gasp hard in fear.

"Take cover, people!" shouted Jardel and like that, all of them dashed relentlessly for cover. They hid themselves from view just in time as the towering god monsters finally reached the city.

Daisy, Violet, and Lily's facial expressions grew to shock and horror. Unlike their youngest sibling and the others, this was their first time seeing the Urth creatures in the flesh.

"Holy crap! They're, like, enormous!" Lily whispered in a hushed whisper.

"And butt-ugly, too!" Daisy commented. The sight of the Draconian gods' bloodied and beaten appearences was unpleasant, especially Necrosan. Like his skeletal form from Jardel's photo, his current condition was enough to make someone want to gouge their own eyes out of their sockets.

Tarnung had finally caught up with the injured Necrosan who was now running at a slow pace and he wrapped his arms around his advasary's torso and flung the dragon and himself backwards in what appeared to be a suplex wrestling move. The back of Necrosan's head collided with the hard pavement and when he looked up, he met the sole of Tarnung's right foot with his face and fell back again. Now that hurt big time!

Necrosan shook off his dizzyness, spat out more blood from his mouth, growled and went for a flesh-piercing bite lunge at Tarnung's throat area, his mouth may have been damaged, but he didn't give a Rattata's ass.

Tarnung stopped the dragon's fang-filled, bloodstained jaws from clamping around his neck with both hands in the nick of time. It was a good thing Necrosan's jaws were not in very good shape to actually deliver a strong bite, if they were, he might have killed his opponent in one of the following ways: severing the veins and arteries in his neck, crushing one of the vertebras behind his neck and causing instant death similar to that failed neckbreaker Tarnung attempted before, or possibly yanking upward and tearing Tarnung's head completely off hiss body.

Losing strength in his hands and arms fast, Tarnung noticed they were standing next to a few tall, business buildings and quickly plowed Necrosan's head into the one on the right to break the hold. Tarnung then hoisted his foe high up, spun him around like pizza dough and tossed him in the air, making the dragon spin and before a crash landing happened, Tarnung dashed over to where Necrosan was supposed to land and performed a successful, jump kick.

Tarnung came for him while invisible, but Necrosan played dead and waited until the timing was right and when he felt Tarnung within range of his fallen form, the undead Draconian set off his trap by flicking his tail with incredible speed reflexes in a sweeping motion to Tarnung's feet, causing the chameleon god to trip and land on his hands and knees.

Last time, it was Necrosan in this exact position, now it was vice-versa and Necrosan, by no doubt, took advantage of this by wrapping his bleeding tail around Tarnung, and, gathering what strength he had left in that limb, he chucked Tarnung upward and, like Tarnung did with him, he interrupted his fall by retracting his good arm back and striking the camoflauging creature with an uppercut strike so strong it not only knocked him back into the air, but it also made Tarnung spin around in a circular motion like a wheel and then he crashed back to the earth on his belly and chest.

Some of the human observers lost balance and stumbled over.

Among all the other Draconian battles, this one was waging the longest.

Necrosan slowly stumbled over to the opposing dinosaur beast and wrapped his wounded, bleeding tail around Tarnung's neck and squeezed roughly, trying to once again kill him via strangulation. Because of his punctured arm, he had to resort to using his tail to make up for most hand-to-hand combat techniques. It may no longer have the deadly tip, but that certainly did not stop him from using that tail of his as a weapon.

Tarnung began to choke and gag for the air being denied from him. He slagged this way and that way, but the hold stayed. Without oxygen, his back sail could not function properly. This time, Tarnung had to think fast to escape this pickle and with his two allies still out of the picture, he was on his own again.

Beyond the Draconians, the human party grew horrified of what Necrosan was doing.

"We've got to do something!" Professor Ivy said.

"Like, what?" Daisy asked.

"Pump Necrosan full of lead or something." said Tracey.

"Are we allowed to interfere?" A.J. wondered.

"The battle may be the Draconians', but the planet they're using for their war still belongs to us humans and pokemon alike. We must take action, now!" cried Misty.

"Like, good point, little sis! Somebody, like, shoot that giant freak, by which I mean the dragon thingy!" Lily said.

Two of the guards stepped forward and fired off some rounds from their automatic rifles at Necrosan.

The bullets tore into Necrosan's soaked and scaley legs and back. He looked directly at the human group below and, for once, decided to just ignore them and resume his asphyxiation carnage.

"It's not working! Now what?" Iris asked.

Dawn had an idea. "Let's try blinding Necrosan with something bright! That outta force him to release Tarnung!"

An agreement was reached and the trainers summoned all pokemon that knew Flash Attack. For this plan to work, all of them had to perform the move at the same time and the results should be as they hoped.

"Blind Necrosan with Flash Attack, now!" they commanded.

All at once, the pokemon of Dawn, Tracey, A.J., Misty, Max, May, Lily, Daisy, Violet, and Iris banded together and, with all total seriousness, they each fired off a combined light beam that was so bright, the survivors, military, and even the attacking pokemon themselves, had to resort to closing or shielding their eyes otherwise this technique may have destroyed their vision permanently.

Just as they predicted, the supercombined Flash Attack greatly affected Necrosan's vision and he instantly let go of Tarnung and tended to his now-blinded eyes.

None of this affected Tarnung because during the choking, his eyes were shutting as he was starting to black out and almost died.

Taking in deep, glorious gulps of air, Tarnung saw what became of Necrosan and attacked again.

Solaceon Town . . .

The wounded and injured Blizzard and Armadon hadn't moved a muscle since the departure of their ally and enemy not too long ago, not that they could anyway. Moving was uncomfortable for them. All they could do was lay where they were and struggle to keep their grip on life itself while the three Sinnoh Squad troops did their best to comfort the dying, Draconian duo.

"Any sign of recovery?" one asked.

"Nope. These wounds and fractures are very life-threatening! The spikey one called Armadon sure took one hell of a whooping while his furry friend over there is lucky to still be breathing, wish I could say the same about the other ones." said another, referring to the late Slashfang and Sauron.

Suddenly, the three guards became distracted by an appearing light and took to arms. They knew it wasn't a threat, but it was just a battlefield reflex.

In front of them now stood Sabrina, Ash Ketchum, and another member of their team.

"It's okay, guys. It's just us." said Sheldon and the guards lowered their guns.

"What are you doing here? Did our captain tell you to come here to help us with something?" one of the guards questioned.

"No. We came here on our own. There seems to be a communications error with your team and we thoug-what the Fraligatr!" Sheldon began to say but was then stunned to see Armadon and Blizzard in the town and harmed beyond belief.

"What's going on here? What happened to these guys!" Ash asked in a frightened tone of voice.

As the team began to explain all that happened, they failed to notice Sabrina hovering herself toward the downed dino-gods, she too was scared of their conditions, but not as much as her friends were.

The story was halfway done when Ash caught sight of the psychic nearing the titans.

"Hey, Sabrina? What are you doing?" he called to her. The team stopped talking and looked at the woman too.

"What the hell is that girl doing?" one whispered while raising an eyebrow.

Sabrina got in close proximity of the heroic beings, she was silent and unmoving. What she was planning was a lot different from every paranormal activity she had committed in her past, things like rebelling against her parents when she was new to the world of telekinesis as a child and shrinking her mother, Ash and his traveling companions into dolls as a possessed adult. She was going to not only try communicating with them via mental telepathy, hoping she and they could understand each other, but she was also planning on using a psychic technique she learned four years ago. It wasn't an easy ability to perform, but she was left with no other choice.

Sabrina looked left and right, getting a good examination on the behemoths to see which one was in need the most. It was quite obvious that Blizzard was the ultimate choice.

The ape god let out a soft and non-hostile growl when he rolled over and saw the human woman floating for him. His vision was slowly blurring and he saw her in a state one sees when hallucinating from a drug or literally sick in the head.

During her levitation state, Sabrina closed her eyes once more and began tapping her powers into Blizzard's own mind. It was successful and she mentally transferred her thoughts to the beast.

There is no need to fear me or see me as an enemy. I am here to help you. Do you understand what I am telling you?

Behind her, the troops were confused and dumbstruck while Ash completely knew what was going on. He knew Sabrina was trying to have a telepathic conversation with the primate. He remembered talking directly to Blizzard when he first encountered him in that swamp weeks back and he understood every word he said to the yeti giant.

"Uh, Ash? What are we all seeing here?" Sheldon asked the youth.

"Sabrina's mentally speaking with Blizzard with her psychic abilities." Ash answered.

The guards found that hard to believe and Ash simply told them that he did the same thing with Blizzard before minus the psychic powers. They looked on without another word.

Hear me brave, mighty creature. You are critically wounded and are about to die, but with my help, that can be prevented. If you allow me, I will do all I can to save you by healing all of your wounds and injuries including those of your battle partner with my power.

Blizzard tilted his arching head sideways, got another stare at his bleeding abdominal section and permitted the psychic to proceed without a warning of any sort. Since his vow was to fight for humankind, even if some chose the path of evil like the followers of the villainous Draconians back on Urth did, he wanted the human girl to know he trusted her.

She then floated over to the open injury and, before starting, channelled her next statement to the beast.

What I am about to do will produce some discomfort for you at first. I do not like it either, but it is all part of the process. Please do not harm me when I perform it, do you understand my request?

Blizzard grunted utterly and shut his eyes.

I promise this will not be long. Brace yourself.

Sabrina's hands soon were surrounded by a green and orange glow as she summoned her powers. She placed the palms of both of her hands on the impalement wound and her job was underway.

To Ash and his escorts, it was like watching one of those classic horror movies in person of a mad scientist working on his/her marvelous experiment as they witnessed the gym leader struggling to give Blizzard the best aid possible. What she was doing was simple: she was actually healing Blizzard's open gut wound!

Blizzard shrieked and withered in pain, it felt like gallons of peroxide was being poured in, but at least it was working.

To everybody's amazment, Sabrina's astounding power was doing quite remarkably well. As if time was zooming forward quickly, the horrible gash began to slowly seal up and the oozing blood was reversing itself back in Blizzard's stomach like water being sucked out of a cup through a straw.

The sight of this made one of the guards turn around and barf noisily. Even though what was happening was supposed to be helpful, it was still quite gross-looking.

To Sabrina, she was so glad she learned this technique a couple of years ago. She is the first in her family to learn it. If the war ended, she hoped to teach it to psychics everywhere.

After taking ten minutes of her time, Sabrina had accomplished her task at last and floated down to her feet exhausted.

"Phew!" she said while bending over panting. To Sabrina, the use of that new ability felt like a strength training workout.

Ash caught up to her. "Are you feeling alright, Sabrina?" he asked with concern.

"I'll live," she said, " . . . and now so will he."

Feeling like a million bucks again, Blizzard greatly rose from his spot with ease, inspected himself and let out a roar of pride and well-being.

"Now for Armadon." Sabrina said and hovered over to the god of life and repeated her technique on him.

Pretty soon, he too felt the outstanding results Blizzard had. His broken arm was fully functional again, his broken ribs were healed and the stab wound from his own spike was no more. Healthy once more, he and Blizzard were ready to seek and destroy the god of death for good.

"What do we do, now?" asked the guard who vomited earlier. He cleaned his mouth before speaking.

Without turning to anyone, Ash said in a strong tone, "We're going to bring Blizzard and Armadon to wherever Necrosan and Tarnung are and all three of them are going to kick that freak's undead ass and end this world war."

"I'll teleport the creatures to the fight right now." Sabrina said. She wiped some sweat from her forehead and was about to lock on to Necrosan's signature when she was interrupted by Ash.

"Take us along." he told her.

"What? You could get hurt or killed!" said Sheldon.

Ignoring the comment, Ash continued his plea. "Please Sabrina. I need to see my family and my friends. They must know that I'm still alive."

It was risky, but Sabrina allowed Ash's request to be granted. "Alright, Ash. You can come."

Ash waved for the troops to gather up and they did. Pikachu jumped up on his shoulder. Sabrina managed to convince the Draconian warriors to tag along with her mental telapathy and they obeyed.

Getting her destination in her sights, Sabrina told everybody to hold on tight to each other and in five seconds, all of them were gone.

Veilstone City . . .

The people were startled by the instant light flash before them and when it ended, they were now staring straight at the other team, Sabrina, Ash and Pikachu. They were, however, shocked that they brought along the newly-recovered Blizzard and Armadon who, after shortly arriving, immediately began searching around the city for their common foe for they each heard the familiar sounds of battle somewhere. Necrosan was spotted and they reentered the fight with renowned energy.

"Ash, you're okay!" screamed Delia as she ran to embrace him in a bear hug after the god creatures left them.

"Mom . . . of course I'm okay, but not for long if you keep constricting me!" Ash blurted out, straining from his mother's hugging. Damn was her hug like that of an Arbok or Ekans!

She released him and apologized, she was just in great worry for him ever since his mission to find and capture Team Rocket back at Mt. Coronet.

Like her, the rest of his friends surrounded and greeted him like he's been gone for many, many years. Especially May, she was filled with the most joy. After all, she and Ash did confess their feelings for each other and kissed before the Draconian battle began and thought that would be the final time they would ever get to enjoy it.

"I missed you so much!" she whispered in his ear while hugging him, only soft unlike his mom did.

"I did too." he whispered back and they let go.

Then Misty's sisters approached him and gave him their own greetings.

"Hey, Ash! Like, how's it going?" said Violet.

"We haven't seen or spoken to you in, like, ages!" said Daisy.

"You need anything from us?" Lily asked.

Ash said to them in order the way he did with Team Rocket when they met Sauron, "Good and bad, same here, no thanks."

"What happened with you?" Brock asked and Ash told the entire group everything he endured on his own.

"Hey, what's up with Blizzard and Armadon? We were told they were badly wounded!" Max said.

"They were. I wasn't around when it happened, but shortly after Team rocket's arrest and Giovanni loss, my escort here and I decided to meet with the guards at Solaceon Town because we wanted to find out why they never responded when we tried making contact with them and that's where we found the beasts and the squad stated that Blizzard was deeply stabbed through the stomach by Necrosan's tail and Armadon was severely beaten and received devastating fractures to his arm and ribcage. Both were close to dying from their injuries. Lucky for them, Sabrina used her powers to save them from the brink of death and now they're better than ever." he answered.

"Well, let's hope they can kill Necrosan this time. That dragon behemoth so needs to freaking die!" Misty said.

Ash asked about Tarnung's progress and was told that he too was having great difficulty with Necrosan.

Remembering quickly, Ash asked the guards about their radio signal and they told him about their field radio operator's physical condition by Necrosan's acid spit and how it wrecked their communication with everyone.

The conversation was interrupted when somewhere out there, another city structure was torn down when one of the fighters slammed into it.

"It's great to see all of you again, but we'd better catch up to them right now." said Ash.

Sabrina opened her mouth to speak. "That reminds me. I'm going to go find Tarnung."

"What? Why?" stated Professor Oak.

"Because I intend on healing him like I did with the other Draconians." the psychic told him. They were amazed that this woman can now heal anyone, what they didn't know was why it was exhausting to perform but to her, it was worth it if it meant saving their homeworld.

"That's a good idea." May said and all of them ventured deep in the city to find the battling monsters. All they had to do was follow the roars.

"There they are!" Iris said, pointing to the proper direction and right there, the humans witnessed the three heroic Draconians, united and duking it out. Armadon and Blizzard were doing an excellent job with Necrosan while Tarnung was lying in building rubble struggling to get up. It was him who they heard crashing.

The chameleon hybrid creature was a mess at the moment. All he had to show was a swollen right eye, some scrapes and a mark around his neck from the strangling.

"Now's your chance, Sabrina!" Misty said and Sabrina once again helped Tarnung out without any trouble from him.

The process killed less time than with Blizzard and Armadon because his condition was not as bad as theirs used to be.

When she finished, like before, she was exhausted and nearly fainted. Tracey gave her his water canteen to drink. This new healing power of hers was draining her like a battery, she really needed to take great care when using it. It was possible that it could kill her if she kept using it too much without a break.

With all of his pain vanquished, Tarnung got up good as new and stormed off to kick some dragon ass. Unlike his enemies now, Necrosan was still in pretty bad shape. He was bleeding nearly all over his face and the infected stump on his tail was now irreversable and in need of amputation. To put it simply, he was broken, beat and scarred.

Blizzard picked Necrosan up by the neck with one hand, brought him close, bellowed a powerful, angry scream to his face and uppercutted the dragon with his other hand six times before finally releasing on the last blow. To him, it was payback for stabbing him and it felt really incredible while to Necrosan, it hurt even more due to his fractured mouth.

He tried getting up but no luck as Armadon used the end of his tail to not only trip the ancient dragon, but by doing so, he also crushed the hand of the arm supporting himself.

Necrosan screeched and shook his harmed hand like it was on fire.

More torment followed as Armadon again targeted Necrosan's hands, only this time he shot two spikes, embedding themselves in deep and pinning said hands to the ground and trapping Necrosan. Later, the same was applied to his feet. So unless there was a plan that involved chewing his own hands and feet off to escape, Necrosan sure as hell wasn't going anywhere and was much more vulnerable now.

The trainers, professors, and the Sinnoh Region Squad members looked on with expressions of amazement and glee as Urth's most ruthless, evil being to ever exist was getting extremely roughed up by the monsters he almost killed.

The sensational sisters mouthed silent "Like, ouch!" comments when Tarnung delivered a strong kick to Necrosan's exposed ribs, literally as part of the evil Draconian's ribcage really was showing due to excessive battle damage.

Blizzard breathed his Ice Breath on his hands until they were blanketed like last time and brought them both down in a hammer-like fashion on the back of his head and back. Normal fists would hurt, but this was worse. Armadon took his turn by going for Necrosan's arm with his tail as Necrosan had done with his own arm before. Necrosan was beginning to look and feel like he was going to blackout from the infernal beating he was forced to indure.

This act the heroic beasts were performing was possibly their way of vengeance for all Necrosan had done to them, the pokemon universe, and for slaying two of their fellow allies.

This was too much for Iris to see and so she turned her head.

The trio, having made Necrosan suffer enough and fulfilled their desire for revenge, prepared to end it all right here and then, but Necrosan had finally broken free when he tugged his hands and feet out of their spiky restraints and used his Stomp to push his enemies back.

Letting out a furious roar, Necrosan reached out for any of them, not caring who it was. The vicious beat-down had really driven him completely insane again. He was desperate to win this war.

The humans and pokemon had to find shelter before things went from bad to worse for them.

While forging for any goods, Dawn and Iris discovered a lone figure standing near a building with a sign on top that read "Veilstone City Department Store", waving at them to follow him. They didn't bother to think if the stranger was trustworthy or not, they just wanted to get off the city streets before they or anyone in their group got hurt or killed.

The girls called to the others and they all decided to take refuge in the store with the stranger. The good samaritan was a young man close to the ages of the trainers. His description was a clean-shaven head with a boonie hat on top and he was dressed in a tattered employee uniform consisting of a grey short-sleeved shirt, a yellow neck-tie, plain black pants and black shoes. This man must have worked here before the invasion. He also wore a white cast on his left hand, making them wonder how he got that.

When they made it inside, barely steering clear of a couple of falling buildings close to burying them alive or to death, the first thing the stranger did was lead the entire group to a place to hide in case the Draconians came around here.

The store was like a shopping mall. Five floors housed fancy items and consumables everywhere, or what used to be here for they were now gone. Some discount signs hung around while others were resting on the cold hard ground.

As the group followed the stranger to safety, without warning, the lights in the whole complex died out and darkness encased the entire place. Some felt dread creep within themselves.

Before anyone can release a fire pokemon to help light the way, the building's electricity suddenly returned and so did all the lights.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Iris said as she placed one hand across her chest in relief. If the power had failed to be restored, she would have entered a state of hyperventilation. Jardel cradled his niece to keep her calm.

"Over here." said the stranger and they turned a corner and stopped when he stopped and stood over a white mat matching the color of the floor. It was cleverly hidden from view of all customers who walked past it shopping around when business in the store was blooming.

He removed the rug cover and revealed to them a flat, medium-sized trap door. Upon opening it, everyone saw it was a passageway to an emergency bunker. Almost nothing could be seen below except for a small light.

The stranger motioned for them to follow him down into the chamber one at a time. He allowed his guests to venture down first and and he entered last.

The underground safe haven was nice-looking and large enough to shelter as many as thirty or more people. A swinging lantern hung above the bunker's ceiling, it shook and blinked because of the Draconian battle above. Six rooms surrounded the human clan. They were neat in appearence too.

"Thanks for helping us." Delia said to the unknown person.

"You can thank me if we live through this." he said. Looking at her, Misty, Brock and Professor Oak, something about them teased his memories, it was as if he knew them from somewhere.

Tracey had two questions. "Did you used to work here due to what you're wearing and are you the only occupant down here besides us?"

The stranger replied. "Yes, I was employed here for three years and no, I have two more survivors down here with me. They're right over there." He pointed to a pair of women sittting in one of the rooms, they were a red-haired girl besides Misty who Dawn and Brock found very familiar. She wore a purple, hoodie jacket, baggy gray pants and small boots.

The other survivor's appearence consisted of long, pink hair held in place behind her head in a bun fashion, black shorts, a long-sleeved shirt with the words "Touch me and win a fat lip and a black eye!" scrawled across and orange gloves. The odd about her was that she had no shoes or socks on her feet.

Upon seeing the two, the stranger introduced them to the new guests.

"These two are Maylene, the leader of the Veilstone City gym and the other one's name is Zoey." he said while offering them cups of water and coffee which they accepted.

The faces of Dawn and Brock brightened when Maylene and Zoey's names were mentioned.

"Zoey? Is that really you?" Dawn said as she approached her. Zoey looked up at the blue-haired girl and gave a confused glance at her. "Have we met before? You remind me of a friend of mine from my younger years." she said to her.

"It's me, Dawn, remember?" said Dawn.

"You know each other?" the stranger asked both girls.

"Of course. We met back when I was new to pokemon training, we were both more into pokemon contests rather than battles like most trainers were at the time. She wanted to become the best pokemon coordinator ever! "

"It's true. Long time no see, Dawn!" She said and the two girls hugged.

Maylene also said hello to Brock and Dawn when she remembered them. Besides her bare feet, the patch she normally wore on her face was no longer present. Zoey and Maylene were asked for their stories on how they ended up here.

Zoey was up first. She told that she was here on vaction from her frequent contest touring. Because there would not be another contest for a few months, she decided to kill time with a new kind of activity until more pokemon contests were scheduled. She ventured into every other city searching for anything to please her until she happened upon the Veilstone City gym and met Maylene. Even though Maylene's teaching methods with her students were a lot like a military boot camp, maybe even more than that, the two women became good friends. Zoey, of course, refused to give Maylene's class a try because she was afriaid of both failing and hurting herself.

Maylene told them that she was out shopping for nutritional supplies for a class she was scheduled to teach when she heard about the war from someone's portable radio and dashed back to her gym to prepare should the worst ever come. Unfortunately, it came and she barely managed to escape unharmed while some of her students weren't so lucky, they met their grim demise when Necrosan spotted and devoured them to regenerate some of his damaged flesh from the battle. Not all were killed however. Before that happened, some were evacuated from the city thanks to the Sinnoh Region Squad and the trainers and professors. Maylene however, avoided the evacuation order because, unlike her students and the townsfolk, she felt completely attached to Veilstone City and refused to abandon the one place she had called home. She ran into Zoey and the two were brought here by the unnamed person when they came looking for food and water supplies at the store as part of their plan to find their own place to hide.

When asked about the whereabouts of her father, the one who used to spend time at the Veilstone Game Corner every day, she slightly lowered her head down and sadly admitted he passed away a couple of years ago.

According to her, one day while she and her father were out on a long hike as part of a daily fitness regimen(and to help rehabilitate him of his gambling habit), they unknowingly came across a large Kakuna nesting site. Since the Kakunas were in a state of hibernation, the father and daughter duo attempted to find another way past the slumbering pokemon without disturbing any of them and they could have succeeded were it not for a roudy eight-man gang of Team Galactic grunts who happened to be nearby trying to capture the defensless Kakunas as part of their rite of passage initiation into the criminal organization.

Angered at what they were doing, a confrontation between the two opposing groups was in effect. But unfortunately, their bickering had startled the Kakunas and they eventually hatched into Beedrills. Not caring who was with or against them, the entire flock of pissed off Beedrills attacked both sides. The Team Galactic trainees quickly fled for their lives while Maylene and her dad tried doing the same for themselves. Tragedy struck when Maylene's dad tripped on a stone and fell and, while they had no choice but to defend themselves from the angry swarm which Maylene did and won, her father was not so lucky as some of the Beedrills got the upper hand and stung him hard on his back and around his neck, legs and arms multiple times. Maylene thwarted off the invading swarm with her Lucario and they flew away in a hurry. Her father was in bad shape at first and later on, his condition worsened when he struggled to breathe. The poison had already reached his lungs and caused him to go into cardiac arrest. With the help of a local pokemon trainer who had a psychic-type pokemon, he was teleported to the city's hospital as quickly as possible.

Maylene prayed every single waking minute that her father would someday recover and return to his usual activities, she didn't even care anymore if it was gambling again. The medical staff tried and tried, but they just couldn't save him. Those Beedrill had pumped him with so much poison, he was doomed from the moment the swarm was set off. He was pronounced dead on arrival.

Her dad's tragic death utterly destroyed her spirit and she broke down inside his room. The trainer who helped transport them to the hospital exited the hospital and was never seen or heard from since, porbably from guilt of not getting there in the nick of time.

Maylene was already showing signs of heavy emotion from revealing this painful part of her story.

She continued by saying that after his funeral service, she was close to making the decision of shutting down the gym and leaving Veilstone City to escape the heart-wrenching pain of her father's death because at the time, everything around her kept reminding her of him. But eventually, she thought it over and realized that quitting the gym business was not what her father would have wanted her to do because of his passing, if roles were reversed, she wouldn't have wanted him to give up either, so to honor his memory, Maylene chose to stay and she even named the gym after him and has remained there ever since to continue her teachings. Relocating to another city or town just wasn't in her cards at all.

She buried her face in her hands and cried when she finished. She was tough on the outside, but inside, she was a caring for those she was close to and it hurt her deeply if they died.

Hearing that emotional story made some of the refugees feel very bad for her, Iris felt a tear run down her cheek and she wiped it away. Dawn knelt next to her and gave her a hug to which she accepted.

Maylene also said she had developed a very strong hatred for Team Galactic for what happened on that day and when she heard about the invasion, she hoped that every member of said organization wound up dead at the hands of the Draconians. It was a harsh thought, but she just couldn't help but feel that way.

May wanted to know the deal with their rescuer's cast-covered hand and he told her he crushed it when he first stepped into the bunker and miscalculated the timing of when to arch his hand back while closing the entrance door. Zoey made the hand cast out of some materials in the bunker and the rest was history.

Sabrina stepped forward and healed his broken hand with her powers by placing her index finger on it and after testing his recovered hand's mobility, the man immediately discarded the now-useless cast aside. This time, there was no physical harm to Sabrina since the broken hand was small and easy to heal.

"Thanks for that, uh . . ." he trailed off due to not knowing her name.

"Sabrina." the psychic finished for him and he nodded.

Another massive shake rocked the haven, causing everyone's adrenaline to rush quickly throughout their bodies.

She didn't know why she did this next move, out of fright perhaps, but Daisy grabbed ahold of Tracey Sketchit's hand. Maybe because she had a thing for him once.

Tracey gazed his sights on his hand being smothered by the blond-haired eldest sister of Misty in dumbfoundedness and he blushed. Tracey was now starting to admire Daisy. But right now wasn't the best time for any romance yet.

He snapped out of his trance.

"Uh, Daisy?" he whispered to her. Daisy snapped back to reality and quickly retracted her hand back and mouthed a silent "sorry" to him and, like Tracey, she too blushed.

While waiting for the fight to end, Iris asked for the local's name and he was about to give it to her when Dawn realized something.

"Wait a minute, I think we're short one person in our group." she said and she glanced around the bunker and everybody copied her and they learned that Ash Ketchum was M.I.A. He must have gotten separated from the group during the escape to here. Pikachu was gone too.

Delia panicked. "Oh, my god! My son's missing!"

"Who's missing?" the stranger asked the survivors.

"A friend of ours who was just with us a while ago! His name's Ash Ketchum and he's still out there!" said Misty while looking around.

Hearing that name triggered something else in the mystery person's mind and he asked them one thing. "Is this Ash Ketchum you speak of a pokemon trainer who goes everywhere with a Pikachu pokeball-free?"

They turned and May said yes to him.

The stranger's eyes lit up and quickly said. "I know him, and not just from his battles on television and radio, I actually knew him in person."

How do you know Ash?" Max asked the guy.

"Because I used to be a pokemon trainer like him when I was his age, he and I also competed in the pokemon league competition back at Indigo as friendly rivals." he stated.

"What's your name, mister?" Brock questioned out of suspicion. This guy's story was starting to sound familiar to him, Misty, Oak and Delia.

The man answered. "My name's Ritchie."

Gasps came from Misty, Brock, and Delia. It was hard to believe that the guy who saved them was the same pokemon trainer(well, former pokemon trainer) whom they met and spoke to at the pokemon league contest.

None of the others knew him as they have never seen him before until now.

Before they could have any discussions, Misty broke the shocking silence.

"I hate to spoil the reunion, but we need to get our butts back up there and find Ash!" Misty said.

They agreed. It was partly dangerous, but Brock, A.J., Sheldon and Regina, volunteered for the job at hand.

Ritchie offered to tag along and they accepted since they needed a navigator and he was the right selection. Besides the surface deathmatch, things have changed in Veilstone City.

"Be very careful, you guys!" said Max.

"Please . . .please bring Ash back safely!" Delia begged.

"We will, we promise." said A.J. and they headed up the ladder and soon they were back on the surface.

"Let's look for Ash together." Brock said.

"Good idea." Ritchie replied and after loading up on their pokemon consisting of Brock's Geodude, A.J.'s Sandslash, Sheldon's Gabite, Regina's Yanmega, and Ritchie's Mismagius(whom he nicknamed "Spooky") and his Sparky(a Pikachu). With weapons and ammo supplies ready, the six-person group traveled right into the dangerous city, being on their guard for the Draconians should they come within range of them, mostly Necrosan.

They panted heavily breath after breath as they raced around the streets. There was so much damage done to Veilstone City now than earlier. Several buildings and vehicles were on fire and glass shards were scattered all over the roads and ground. Ash could have been anywhere. How exactly did he lose himself from the group?

"Ash! Where are you?" Brock shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth. He got no answer. The Urth monsters were too busy to hear anything from them.

A.J. tried shouting for him and nothing but the sound of fighting, roaring and structures crumbling were all they heard. The chaotic scenerio around made the small group feel like they were in a war film, only if any of them were to actually die out here, there won't be any retakes at all.

Layers and layers of torn-down buildings were carefully examined and no sighting of Ash was made.

A gasoline station was searched. It's roof and ceiling suddenly caved in and the group were able to escape with their health and lives intact and carried on.

Another ground-quaking slam rumbled beneath their feet and nearly caused them to fall. It was even bigger than the last one, plus it sounded closer. Gaining their balance, the group ran for a school bus and took cover behind it and once hidden, they poked their heads out and learned that Necrosan was forcefully thrown way across the city and slammed against one of the city's stone barriers.

That slam was just the start of the troubles yet to come because all of a sudden, things went from bad to worse as an ear-shattering bang sounded and every light in Veilstone City instantly died out in the blink of an eye. The entire city's electrical power had been cut off, destroyed thanks to the monster's rampage.

"Does anyone have a fire-type pokemon to help light the way for us?" Ritchie asked. He used to have a Charmander he called "Zippo" which later evolved into Charmeleon and Charizard, but at some point in his life, he donated it to a family as a Christmas gift. Now he wished he had captured a replacement fire pokemon.

"I do." A.J. said and he called forth his Magmortar again. Ritchie found some discarded, unused ceremony torches laying near a trash can and Magmortar lit them up and their darkness problem was solved for the time being.

It was difficult watching for the monsters and for any sign of Ash at the same time, it was like trying to move and speak in a perfect manner while heavily intoxicated.

Brock and A.J. were about to call out for Ash and Pikachu again when Regina and Ritchie made an alarming discovery. It was a combination of good news but in a bad way. The good news, they had finally found their targets. The bad news, they were found laying upward and spread eagle style, crushed and unconscious underneath more crumbled, building rubble.

"Holy crap!" A.J. shouted and the team scrambled over to help the fallen trainer and his pokemon companion.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Brock mumbled as he and the team did their best to remove the destroyed junk off of Ash and Pikachu as quickly as possible and slowly dragged them out. A close inspection showed a large, red gash across Ash's forehead and right arm and there were a couple of dagger-shaped glass shards embedded in his right shoulder and left leg. Blood leaked from said wounds and from his mouth, telling them he suffered internal injuries too. Pikachu had no wounds like that anywhere, but it was pretty banged up just the same.

"Ash! Pikachu! Can you hear us?" Brock said to them after removing the shards off his hurt friend.

Pikachu wasn't responsive, but its master was because Ash opened his eyes and slowly tilted his head upward to the Pewter gym leader. His field of vision was seriously out of focus that opening his own eyes was difficult enough.

He opened his mouth to say something, but was instructed to avoid talking to save his strength. He tried to get up and walk, but the sharp pain in his leg, along with trauma and blood loss, caused him to wobble and fall down.

"Don't worry, Ash! We'll get you to safety!" said A.J. Ash said nothing as he was slowly helped up.

"Come on! We've got to get these two back to the bunker for treatment!" Sheldon said.

Brock carried Pikachu while Geodude helped with carrying the badly injured pokemon trainer. All of them felt guilty for not noticing their absence this whole time.

For a short amount of time, no hazards interfered with their emergency travel back to their checkpointed location.

While Ash was being carried, images of his life flashed in his head. His first flashback portrayed the day he received Pikachu from Professor Oak's laboratory, then another revealed his first meetings with Misty and Brock and Team Rocket. Several more included his loss at the pokemon league tournament against Ritchie(little did he know that Ritchie was literally close to him now), his time at the Orange Islands, everything he went through to save the world from total destruction numerous times and so on and so forth.

His mental slideshow ended when his rescue group mentioned Necrosan running toward their path! He wasn't trying to catch and kill the humans, he was simply trying to get away from his opponents who were brutalizing him in every way possible.

"Watch out!" Brock screamed.

As the towering creatures came closer, Necrosan unknowingly(not that he cared) punted a motorcycle with his right foot and it was coming right for the survivors.

"Duck!" said Ritchie and they did. Well, except for one. The oncoming, flying vehicle whizzed by so fast, it decapitated Sheldon Arvizu's head clean off, faster than one can say "I choose you" and his now headless body fell limp to the floor. Loads of blood spilled out of the neck stump where his head once stood like a spilled cup of liquid.

Besides that, something else happened. As his lifeless corpse hit the ground, his gun, an M4A1 assault rifle, slid off his shoulder and when it landed, a stray bullet was fired from the weapon and it ricocheted across a car, another building, a torn down billboard and headed right back at the group, whizzed past most of them, dodging past A.J.'s head and impacted itself into Ash's chest hard.

Ash was too physically weak to react to the gunshot and simply blacked out.

"Ash, Ash!" they said to him, but he said nothing. The bullet didn't kill him, but the bleeding would certainly do the job soon if no treatment was performed on him.

There was nothing they could do for Sheldon now and they continued with their rescue mission while avoiding being seen or trampled by the warring beasts.

The journey back to the bunker was not an easy one. The remaining survivors had to carefully watch where they were going to keep from running into a wall or car or some other harmful inanimate object. A fire-ridden jeep exploded and knocked them all on the ground, but they still rode on.

Although pressure was placed on Ash's shoulder and leg wounds to retard the bleeding, they couldn't decide wether or not to do the same on his new gunshot wound because they feared that doing so would endanger Ash's life more by pushing the embedded bullet even further into his chest and causing it to pierce something important such as his heart, lungs, veins or arteries.

It took a long time, but they finally made it back to the department store, but as they were about to barge right inside, something large and very unexpected walked past them, leaving their mouths agape in surprise.

What they just saw was the Draconian warrior Talon, but he was a spectre this time. It looked like it was heading for the battle scene. Then more spirit forms of Sauron and Slashfang strolled along and followed the Talon ghost while ignoring the humans. The ghosts of the evil Draconians were nowhere to be found, it wasn't that hard to figure out why.

The group were at a loss for words, they couldn't believe what they were looking at. Ghost pokemon were one thing, so was the ghost of Maiden's Peak, but this?

"What the . . .how the . . .where did they . . .?" Brock and A.J. said out of shock.

"Those beasts are dead! How can they still be here?" Brock said aloud.

A.J. was around when Slashfang and Sauron died, but he was confused about Talon or how he ended up dead while Ritchie honestly had no clue as to who the ghostly trio of giants were nor did he know much about the war for that matter.

Shaking off his thoughts, A.J. snapped the others out of their surprised trances by telling them to take Ash back without him. He chose to remain outdoors to observe the monsters for any important updates. Brock protested against his decision and called it crazy, but the Johto marine said he was going to keep tabs on the Draconians and he promised to call them by radio if an emergency sprung up or if the virtuous gods killed Necrosan and saved the world.

"Alright! Keep yourself safe!" Ritchie said to him and they carried on without A.J. as he ran toward where the conflict was.

Inside the bunker . . .

Time flew by without notice for the bunker's dwellers. All they could think about was Ash and his Pikachu. They hoped nothing bad has happened to them. Thanks to the power outage, they had to resort to using flashlights and candles.

They're hopes were about to be popped like a bubble as they heard the entrance latch swing open and saw Brock, Regina and Ritchie climb down in a heartbeat with Ash Ketchum and Pikachu with them. They were horrified beyond belief when they saw them the way Ash was now. Delia burst into tears in an instant upon seeing her son in his critical condition.

"Oh, my god! My Ash's dead!" she screamed.

"Not quite, ma'am. He's alive, but he needs immediate medical attention if we want to keep him that way." Regina said to her.

Dawn brought a blanket and spread it all over a flat, steel table and Brock's Geodude carefully laid the bleeding out trainer down and Phil Burton, the squad's only medic, came forward and examined Ash from head to toe. All flashlight beams aimed at Ash's unmoving form.

"What the heck happened to him?" Maylene asked.

Brock explained everything and she and everyone gasped.

Sabrina quickly ran to Ash, kneeled next to him and placed her hands over him to begin healing his wounds.

Ash's injuries were extremely serious and it was taking quite a toll on Sabrina, but she didn't care. During the middle of her work, she suddenly stopped and fainted backwards. She couldn't fully finish the process because the continuous use of her healing powers throughout the night overexerted her to her limit. Dawn and Max tried waking her up, but failed. She wasn't dead or dying, her body was just too fatigued from using her powers too much and made her pass out, it was going to be a long time before she would awaken but until then, they were going to have to think of an alternative to saving Ash.

Jardel's niece, Laura Vesuvius, was told to look away from the grisly, explicit scene unfolding. It was like watching a soap opera with a live audience.

Tracey asked why A.J. wasn't around and was told by Ritchie that he remained above ground to keep an eye on the battle for them and his promise to contact them whenever possible.

The team's medic, Phil Burton, appeared and ripped off Ash's vest and shirt in order to work on removing the lodged bullet. Since nobody had a scalpel with them, Maylene helped out by handing over a pocketknife she had and insisting that it be used to extract the bullet.

Phil pinpointed its location and, with a careful flick of his wrist, the tiny metal object was successfully peeled out of Ash's skin without touching any veins or arteries. The pocketknife was flipped closed and tossed back to the gym leader. Good thing too because after that, Ash began jerking around on the floor wildly. Worry and fright filled everyone and his mother even more.

"Wha-wha-what's happening to him?" Misty asked in fear. Tears ran down her face and her sisters gathered around her for support.

"Everybody stand back! He's having a siezure!" said Phil.

Ash's siezure lasted a minute and a half until he finally stopped. Next came the worst of all: another shake from the fight above caused the powerless, ceiling lantern to not only swing again, but it also managed to detach and fall right on top of Ash.

Phil quickly checked Ash's pulse and warned that his heart and lungs have stopped functioning.

"Holy crap! He's not breathing, he's not breathing!" May shrieked and was now crying heavily.

Zoey remembered a medkit she had in her room and went to fetch it post haste. It was under her bed and she took it out and unzipped its zipper. Inside was all sorts of medical supplies starting from things for simple cuts and scrapes to items meant for more serious matters, including the two things that can help bring Ash back from his death coma: one fully charged, battery-operated defibrillator machine and one adrenaline shot ready for use.

She grabbed both, ran back to the group and shouted, "Here, use these!" and slid them over to the medic. The defib unit was up first. It was a good thing the machine was able to run on batteries as an alternative to plugging it into a wall socket since the power was still out.

Phil requested for everyone to stand back and they did as he powered on the machine and quickly rubbed the twin paddles together to warm them up.

"Here goes! Clear!" he said and he placed the handle's undersides on top of Ash's chest and pressed the buttons to deliver the needed jolt of electricity to the trainer's heart. Ash's body leaped upward and back down. It failed the first time.

After taking a few seconds to rub the handles again, the process was repeated and again, no success in reviving Ash was made. A third attempt was made and that didn't work either. Time was running out for Ash and the Phil was forced to switch to the last ditch solution to saving Delia's son.

Praying it would work, the S.R.S. medic put down the defib unit handles and made a grab for the adrenaline syringe. He raised the hand holding the needle and plunged it deep into Ash's chest, directly where his heart was and the needle's material was injected directly inside.

As a physical reflex, Ash's body and head jolted upward, his eyes opened but rolled up in their sockets, and with a gurgling gasp, he fell back on the table and was unconsious once again.

Upon the injection and the effect, Delia Ketchum turned her head away crying. Professor Oak held her for comfort.

Except for the battle noise above the surface, total silence filled the entire bunker as they waited anxiously for the injected drug to take effect on Ash.

Come on, Ash Ketchum! You can make it! You just have to . . .for your mother . . .your friends . . .and for me! I love you very much! May thought. She didn't know what to do if the boy she dearly loved died. If he survived this, which he always did in his past adventures, she vowed to love and cherish every single moment she spent with him, assuming the virtuous Draconians win the war of course. She also made plans on giving him a big, fat "Welcome Back" kiss if he opened his eyes and spoke to her.

Her eyes reddened with more tears and her brother hugged her.

Meanwhile back outside. . .

A.J. and his Sandslash did their best to keep up with the Draconians without being seen by them. He had his machine pistol ready just in case, one was carried since he had to carry another torch with his other hand.

The fight seemed to have dragged itself near one of the city's exit points.

To get a better view, and to decrease the chances of getting splattered with debris junk like Ash did, the marine released a flying pokemon, a Pidgeott, and with its help, he and Sandslash made it to the top of a skyscraper building and assumed themselves to a prone position. He placed his weapons down next to his right side and withdrew the sniper rifle from his back strap to peek at the titanic creatures through the scoope.

What he and his pokemon partners saw next was the most facinating thing ever.

"Holy Herracross . . .!" he said in a whisper. His pokemon shared his stunned reaction at the sight before them.

Just as Necrosan thought he had much on his plate to deal with, things for him became even worse when he and his opponents witnessed the spirits of the dead Draconians arrive and together, they latched themselves around Necrosan's entire body and held him in place. Unable to escape at all, Necrosan was again vulnerable. Necrosan tried to free himself by regurgitating more black acid to thwart off the spectres, but all it did was pass harmlessly through them and splash on his own skin, causing his affected flesh to melt, but not as much because of his reptilian scales.

Then the spirits performed the act of phasing themselves inside Necrosan's body and now, he was an unwilling host to them. Now they were free to do pretty much whatever the hell they wanted by controlling him like a puppet, sucks to be that dragon right about now.

The combined power and might of the phantom gods caused a spark throughout Necrosan's body both inside and out and soon he was beginning to glow yellow all over, not only was it harming him, it was killing him as well.

Neither of the living Draconian warriors did nothing, they just stood there and watched the event unfold in front of them.

"What the hell are they doing to Necrosan?" A.J. whispered. The glow from the Necrosan was so bright and blinding, he and his pokemon had to shield their eyes from it. It was like being hit by a flash bang grenade, but a hundred times stronger.

Necrosan roared like never before, what the spirits were performing on him was unlike any form of physical pain he endured. His skin was beginning to slowly dissolve like liquid, his mouth and lit eyes leaked with lots of blood and soon, his glowing form changed color from yellow to orange to dark red.

After two minutes passed, Necrosan gave out one final and powerful scream as his whole body smoked all over and exploded like a bomb. His organs, blood, bones and flesh, scattered in all directions in a gory shower. Some of it tagged Blizzard, Tarnung and Armadon, but they didn't care. Some of Necrosan's blood splattered on the building A.J. and his pokemon stood and a part of the dragon's liver tagged him and knocked him off his feet.

"Gross!" he shouted as he got up and scraped it off. He turned his head and ducked back down quickly as a bone chunk flew by and almost struck him.

When the splatter fest ended, he was thrilled to have seen the long-awaited death of Necrosan. He had a lot of explaining to do when he returned to the bunker.

Before leaving, A.J. and his pokemon stood where they were for a moment to see what would happen next. With Necrosan exterminated, what now?

Staring at where their undead nemesis once stood, Blizzard, Armadon, and Tarnung turned their attention toward the spirits of their murdered allies. For a minute, both sides didn't make a sound. What could they be possibly thinking.

A second bright light flashed from the sky and onto the Draconians, it resembled a heaven-like light. Then something selse happened. The sky beam was surrounding the Draconian gang, both living and ghost. From his perched spot, A.J. and his pokemon saw the Draconians spirits slowly dissolving until they were gone. As for the gods of good, deception, and life, the light engulfed them, it grew brighter like what happened with Necrosan, and in a matter of seconds, the light harmlessly exploded, forcing A.J. and his pokemon to once again cover their eyes, and when the phenomenon ended, A.J. was shocked to see that Blizzard, Armadon, and Tarnung were also gone, nothing but cloud of smoke and some dirt remained around where they were last seen. A.J. and his two pokemon were now the only ones in the destroyed, darkened ghost town. Well, outside anyway.

The Primal Rage War was finally over. Life in the pokemon universe can soon recover and return to normal.

From his perched spot, A.J. rolled over on his back, sighed with relief and said nothing for a full five minutes. Suddenly, he jolted upward when he remembered his agreement and pulled out his radio. He turned it on and pressed the "talk" button.

"This is A.J. Does anyone hear me?" he said into it. He really hoped things went alright with Ash.

The voice of Brock came from his radio.

"A.J., it's Brock. What's going on up there?" he said.

"Can everybody down there hear me?" he asked and Brock said yes.

I'm calling about the battle. It's over." He took a deep breath of relief from saying those words with pride.

"What happened? Who won?"

"The virtuous gods won! Necrosan's finished!" he said. He decided to wait until he returned to spill the beans, he was recovering from what he just saw to say anymore.

At a time like this, loud cheers should have been made, but because of the mishap with Ash, only relived sighs were audible. That was great too, but A.J. could identify the sighs as the half-heartily type. He guessed something was not right back there.

"Are things back there fine? Is Ash going to be okay?" he asked.

Brock remained quiet for a moment. Then he said, "Why don't you return to us and we'll explain. It's half good and half bad."

A.J.'s face fell, his pokemon did the same. "Alright, I'll be right there." he said and switched his radio off.

"Come on, you guys. We're going back to our hideout." he told his pokemon and called all of them back into their pokeballs with the exception of his Pidgeot and put his weapons away.

He stood up, latched himself on the back of his loyal pokemon and they safely flew back to the city ground without trouble. A.J. returned his pokemon and began jogging back to the store bunker. He had to keep his Magmotar out to help guide him back since the city was still void of electricity.

When he got there and propelled himself down, his attention immediately gazed upon Ash Ketchum. He was lying down silently, bandage wraps covered his cuts and above all else, a large patch was visible around his chest.

"Is he okay?" A.J. asked. He wanted answers badly.

"We . . .don't know." May said, her eyes swelled from tears. "First he went into this scary siezure and then his vital signs shut down for a brief minute and after they extracted that bullet from his chest, a defib machine was used on him and when that failed, a adrenaline-filled syringe was injected in his heart! He only gasped for a second from the shot and laid back down! He hasn't moved at all since!"

A.J. stood next to Ash's still form and the group joined in. The women cried until their cheeks turned red while the squad didn't and remained silent. They didn't shed tears out of being macho, they were just not used to it.

A few minutes passed and there was still no sign of recovery from Ash. Phil took the youth's neck pulse again and, against his will, he had to say it.

"The injection has failed to revive him . . . Ash Ketchum is dead. The cause of his death is either from the amount of blood he lost during his accident due to him being out there for a prolonged period of time or the bullet must have hit something important in his chest. I'm so terribly sorry, Ms. Ketchum." he said with his head down with grief.

Those with headwear removed them and held them to their chests in respect for Ash, while hearing those words sparked uncontrollable anguish and denial upon his mother.

"NO! YOU TAKE THAT BACK! ASH IS NOT DEAD! HE'S CAN'T BE, HE JUST CAN'T! HE CAN'T BE DEAD!"

She screamed and cried uncontrollably, she was a wreck. Delia sprinted to her son to hold him. The guards were about to restrain her to keep her from doing anything insane, but their captain allowed her to cross.

Delia Ketchum held her dead son in her arms, buried her face next to him and cried and said in a choked voice.

"Please wake up, Ash Ketchum! Prove that you're still with us! Please . . .wake up! Please . . .!"

Denial was part of the grieving process and the group understood that, especially Maylene, she behaved like that when her dad passed away. They let Delia be alone with her departed son and they began speaking about what they should do now that the war was over with.

Sabrina had finally woken up and was deeply devestated when she learned of Ash's horrific death. She felt incredibly guilty for passing out when she tried to heal him, but that power of hers was just so strong. She wished her father possessed that amazing ability too, that way she could have just teleported back to Saffron City, picked her dad up, and teleported back to the bunker to revive Ash easily and this tragedy would not be happening right now.

Maylene was terribly upset. First her father, now one of her friends. She felt like her history was repeating itself.

Still crying, Delia picked up Ash's body and the squad offered an honerable funeral for him. She hated the idea of burying him now.

May stepped up and whispered to his ear. "I'll always remember you, Ash Ketchum . . .always." and she followed the group to the surface.

May offered to hold Ash's body for Delia so she can climb up the ladder and she gently handed him over to her.

May looked down at Ash and slowly lowered her head down to his and gently gave him a kiss on the lips out of love and sorrow. She was hit by Ash's tragic death just as hard as Delia Ketchum was.

As she was close to breaking down again, she felt sudden movement coming from Ash's body. May was startled and almost dropped him as a result.

"What the-?" she said as she saw the glorious thing happen.

It was there that she saw Ash's eyes flutter open.

"Oh my god, you're back!" she said with a warm smile.

"Everyone! He's alive!" May screamed at the top of her lungs.

They expected the young trainer to look them in their own eyes and say something like "What happened?" or "Hi everyone!".

Instead, what he gave was a blank, lifeless-like stare and nothing else. Ash didn't make a sound at all. Something was wrong here.

"Ash?" Delia said to him as May handed him over to her. "Ash, can you hear me?"

He resumed his silence and stare. Some of the crowd people wondered why he was doing that.

"Do you recognize us, sweetie?" Delia asked him and got nothing from him.

Phil Burton stepped up and gave Ash the same test Sabrina was given before and, unliker her, Ash failed it.

"What's the matter with him? Why won't say something to any of us?" May wondered with concern.

Phil ceased his little test and gave out his dignosis.

"His ignorance of my moving finger can only mean one thing: he's not really, fully awake. His eyes opening is just a reflex from being revived by the treatments. His brain was starving from lack of oxygen due to being dead for under ten minutes and because of that, there's a 50/50 chance he could be suffering from brain damage. The odds of a death victim's full recovery depend on how long the body was deprived of life. Just give him time and we'll see from there."

All of Ash's friends, the soldiers, and even the medic himself, hoped that the diagnosis was wrong. The fate of being brain damaged for life was just as equally horrifying as being dead.

To cut the time of climbing up, Sabrina teleported the entire group to the surface. She may not be able to use her healing powers for the time being, but her teleportation still worked.

When they appeared back on the streets, they saw that none of the Draconians were in plain sight. A little concerned, Dawn was the first to ask what became of them and A.J. confessed to what he witnessed. He told about the ghosts of the supposedly killed Draconians, Sauron, Talon, and Slashfang, what they did to Necrosan, the bright beam that showed up and what it did with them after his death.

Jardel had a good guess on what that meant.

"They've returned to Urth. . ." he said aloud and everyone looked at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Lily questioned.

Jardel took in a deep breath and gave his explanation as best he could.

"Remember when I said that some of the Draconians' wishes were to restore my world to its natural state after the meteroite catastrophe happened?"

They nodded and he continued.

"Well, my theory is that one of the Draconians must have used his winning wish to return home because they felt that they don't belong here and their arrival brought nothing but great misery and near-annihilation to your society. I'm sure the surviving people of my universe will reach a peace agreement and cooperate on restoring Urth themselves at some point. After all, there's no such thing as an eternal feud as I see it."

"But if they've gone back to Urth, and don't take this the wrong way, but why are you and Laura still here? Shouldn't their victory transport you two with them?" Max asked. He asked out of curiosity.

"I'm not really sure, I think we had to be in close proximity with the Draconians when that happened. It's like being in close contact with Sabrina when she performs her teleportation thing." he said.

"He's right about that last part, ya know." Sabrina pointed out and the others agreed with that.

"So now what?" Maylene asked.

"We rebuild everything this tragic war has done to the world." said Misty. "It's not gonna be a walk in the park, but with patience, we'll succeed."

A groaning noise was heard coming from Ash. They turned and saw him waking up again.

This time, it was no medical reaction, he was back.

The survivors cheered like maniacs, his mother released a steam of tears, and his friends thought they were going to faint from his miraculas recovery.

"Wha-what happened? What's going on?" he asked as he arched his head in different directions.

"Oh, Ash! We're all so glad you're alive!" Brock said.

Ash was confused by what Brock said.

"'Alive'?" What do you mean by that?"

Tracey said to him while rubbing the back of his neck with his left hand, "You were stabbed by falling glass shards and later, you were accidentally shot in the chest by Sheldon Arvizu who was killed while helping in bringing you back to our underground hideout and when you were being treated for your injuries, you sorta died on us. Sabrina tried patching you up, but she collapsed and fainted from using her powers too much and so we tried reviving you ourselves with a defib machine and with an adrenaline injection to your heart."

Ash was horrified by what he was hearing and sorely looked down and saw the large bandage spread across his bare chest. He couldn't believe that he was dead for a while and had to be pumped with a drug into his heart, but at least it did the job. He remembered his out-of-body experience back at Lavendar Town when he was a kid, but this was totally different for he couldn't even remember if another O.O.B phenomenon had happened to him when he died.

"I . . .died?" he said, now feeling scared.

"Sadly yes, but thankfully you're back and that's all that really matters, honey!" Delia said and hugged him with great care. She feared that hugging him like she usually did would have brought more harm to him than good.

The crowd gave him room to breathe and he was asked by Daisy if he can walk on his own. Ash complied by telling his mom to let him down and she did. Then he began standing up, a little difficult at first, but he overpowered his wobbliness and was standing like nothing had happened to him.

He was told that the war was over and the Draconians were beamed back to Urth.

"Wow!" he clearly said.

Then he was kindly introduced(or in this case, re-introduced) to Ritchie , Zoey and Maylene. He was very glad to see his other childhood friends again.

May came to him and, as promised by herself, she gave him that big, fat passionate "welcome back" kiss. She told him that she kissed him from when he was thought to be permanently dead. There were some sit-com style "Whooooooooooooooo!" calls from the crowd when she did this, but they all meant well.

Ash couldn't decide whether to return that kiss or not.

Go ahead and plant one on her already! His brain said. What are you, chicken? Bwaaak, bwak, bwak, bwak, bwak, bwak!

Are those chicken noises he's making? Sabrina thought when she heard Ash's thoughts.

Ash indeed kissed her back.

"Best kiss ever." he said weakly.

Or was it? said his mind again. this time Sabrina chose not to hear that out of privacy respect.

Then another thing came to Ash.

"While it's great that our world is saved, there's just one thing I don't get." he said.

"What's that?" said Professor Oak.

"Remember my story about me capturing Giovanni?"

They all nodded again.

"How exactly did he know about the locations of Sauron and Slashfang's corpses? Come to think of it, how the heck did he know where to find the bodies of the other dead Draconians?"

Many of them shrugged their shoulders and let out "I dunno." replies.

Unbenknownst to all of them, including Sabrina and even Jessie, James, Meowth, Butch and Cassidy, Giovanni had sent in a Team Rocket member within the Sinnoh military and the survivors as part of an undercover assignment by posing as a soldier. The point of the mission was to observe all activities they performed and whenever they encountered a Draconian fight and a beast died in battle, that person contacted Giovanni and fed him directions to the battlesite so he can collect his precious samples.

The imposter was later killed in a friendly-fire fashion when Team Rocket and the S.R.S. engaged in their firefight back at Mt. Coronet. One of Giovanni's bodyguard's pokemon, a plant-type, wrapped its vines around the spy's throat and performed a neckbreaker.

The squad made a reminder to investigate that later.

The survivors all agreed to take some time off first before any reconstruction work was to be done. After all, they had just survived a Draconian apocalypse that almost brought the world to its knees and nearly killed the greatest pokemon trainer ever.

Suddenly, Jardel clutched at his head again just like he did when his memories returned to him a while back. It seemed he had just remembered something else lost to him.

"Another memory reunion?" A.J. asked him.

He looked up and said, "Yes."

"About what?" Dawn asked.

"About how I lost my memory." he said and explained. He remembered that during his early stay in the pokemon world, he encountered a large pond area that was populated by a clan of Slowpoke, Slowbro and Slowking. He staggered forward to the pokemon in a intoxicated-like manner due to his burnt eyes and tried talking to them, thinking they could speak like regular people. They expressed ignorance of him and began migrating away from the pond.

Desperate for answers to why he was here, he managed to catch up to one of the Slowbros and gripped both hands on the living shell on its tail that was previously a Shellder. Mistaking the lone Urth survivor for a hostile enemy, the Slowbro responded by delivering a Megapunch so tenacious, it sent him flying back as far away as possible until he slammed into a tree headfirst and blacked out. He later awoke with an uneasy headache and with amnesia. He saw and picked up the Draconian files he still had on him and couldn't remember anything about himself until five days later. Later on, the amnesia symptoms began wearing off as his memories of his life on Urth started returning to him slowly until he finally remembered most of everything.

"Ouch!" said Zoey when the story ended there. She was preferring to the part about the Slowbro Megapunching him the way he described it.

He agreed with her statement and regretted disturbing those pokemon back then. It was a bit humiliating to him.

Now, here's how it went down for everyone after the war's end:

The guards back at Mt. Coronet were later informed of the end of the war and were overjoyed with the news. Giovanni finally regained consciousness and was placed under military arrest and taken away for questioning.

The bodies of the troops from the gunfight were removed and were later given a proper funeral, except for the undercover Team Rocket agent when the squad learned all about it from Giovanni during an interrogation session. The spy was buried too, but not in an honorable fashion.

It took a few months for Ash to fully recover from his wounds and injuries from the final battle. He and May became a couple and continued their travels around the world that way.

Tracey and Daisy later admitted feelings for one another and began dating soon after. Whenever he took a vacation, he often spent it with Daisy either in Cerulean City or elsewhere.

Ritchie found another job in Veilstone City afterwards, but later resigned from it in order to return to his pokemon training career after delcaring to have missed "the good old days". He was asked by Ash and his friends to join them, but he respectfully declined their offer as he perferred to go it alone.

Maylene remodeled and reopened her gym soon after the war and resumed giving lessons when Veilstone City became populated again. Eventually, she came to terms that her father would want her to seek out her own passion in life rather than be stuck doing the same old song and dance at the gym and she left the gym under new management so she can have some fun and adventure.

Zoey decided to join Ash's group to become a better contest competitor. She and Dawn were overjoyed to be traveling buddies.

Before resuming their adventures, each member of the group wanted to make a quick stop to their hometowns to make sure nothing happened during the conflict. They were very happy to see that their homes and families were alright and safe.

Butch, Cassidy, Jessie, James, and Meowth all received 10 year sentences behind bars while their boss got life. Some time later, James, Meowth and Jessie managed to escape while Butch and Cassidy were trapped behind.

Jardel and Laura Vesuvius have decided to abandon their plans on finding a way of returning to Urth and chose the pokemon universe as their new home. They had finally found peace here and treasured every single moment they spent living among pokemon.

As for Urth, Jardel was right about the people of his former homeworld. After endless months of feuding with each other, they all eventually decided on a peace agreement. The ten global tribes united as one and, with time and patience, the wasteland-like planet of Urth was soon restored back to the way it used to be before the collision. The virtuous Draconians sealed themselves back into suspended animation and the human race agreed to not disturb or summon them unless devastating emergencies such as floods, earthquakes, violent storms and other disasters similar to those listed were brought up.

The best of both worlds had come at long last and another Draconian invasion never happened again.

The end.

FINALLY! The long awaited final chapter to this story is here and done! I can't believe it took me so freakin' long to write all of this! Hell, I can't believe I made it into a very long one! For a while, I thought I'd NEVER finish it at all!

The way Tarnung tried to kill Necrosan near the beginning is similar to Godzilla, but I didn't realize that until later. I decided to leave it there because changing all of it would've been a big pain in the ass.

Did you actually think Necrosan was gonna get away with almost killing Blizzard and Armadon? Payback's a bitch, ain't it Necrosan! Who's laughing now?

Were you saddened by Ash's death scene? So was I, but he can't die because, let's face it, he's . . .ASH . . .KETCHUM! *thunder claps in background*

I left the gender and name of the Team Rocket agent Giovanni sent to spy on the survivors up to you to decide for yourselves. I couldn't decide that myself anyways.

The idea for Maylene's background story was from a dream I had back in October. I felt it had to be put in. After all, what's a good story without a little drama in it. I also learned via internet research that in the games, she has a father and that he spends a lot of time in the Veilstone Game Corner.

Necrosan's death was inspired by a scene in Mortal Kombat 2011 along with some of the fighting moves, although I also added some moves from a few other fighting games. Everyone and everything finds inspiration by someone or something after all.

Sorry for removing the chapter a couple of times, there were a few things in it that didn't feel right to me and needed to be changed before final publication could commence.

Well, it's been a good, long run, I hope it was good for you all too, but all stories have to end sometime so that's the end of that chapter . . .and my story. Thank you all so much for reading and being paitient for every next chapter and for being big fans of both franchises. I bid you all farewell.

Me talking to audience: Was it good for you, too? Hmm?

Audience member: I've had better . . .

Audience and I glare at the disrespectful attendee with rage. They boo and literally throw the person out of the theater.

Me: That's better.

Audience begins to stand up and depart from the theater until me and the story actors and production crew are left.

Production Crew: Let's do it again!

Me: Nah, I've reached the end of my mark.

P.C: Let's relive the adventure!

Me: My answer is no.

P.C: Oh, come on! Don't be such a square! Places people!

Me: Only the director, a.k.a. me, can say that and who you calling a square?

P.C: Everything set up? Good!

Me: I said we're finished, alright! Now get the hell off my set and go home!

P.C: Lights . . .

Me: Don't . . .

P.C: Camera . . .

Me: You . . .

P.C: And . . .

Me: Dare . . .!

P.C: Act-!"

*I pick up a stun rod and shock everyone out till I'm the last one left.*

Me: I warned them. Now leave before I taze you too!

*aims rod at you*

Me: Just kidding, I'd never taze you.

Or would I . . .?